Life changes in seconds. I enjoyed the way my life was stirring. Weekdays being busy with work at my workplace. I love my workplace. It’s such a lovely space to be. Be it the mankind around who are so adorable and contributive in their own way. Whenever you are tormented just boom your eyes out to that splendid looking blue sea where you can see the ships and boats looking so Lilliputian form the 13th floor of my building. It mellows out all your stress and allays fashioning you revived and crystal-clear with all your thoughts. Be it spending luncheon with Meghna on 15th floor aside the canteen hogging food to glory and bitching about all possible humankind encircling or simply conversing typical girly stuffs. Battling for a cold coffee with the fellow who refuses to serve us cold coffee more than 2 cups…cant blame him we never give him redemption slip. My weekends are passed so comfortably with so little time to catch up friend’s kin. No wonder my folks keep cribbing about me not giving them acceptable time.
Unexpectedly all these days seem to be those fond memories I had. Life takes a 360 turn and my world starts orbiting. The prince of so-called my life flick sets foot in with very mysterious entrance to the screen. And within no time we start chatting and conversing over the phone and there we go leading and concluding to spend our perfect lives together. We dialogue about how our lives would be after our so-called wedlock and how both our lives will be transformed. My being instantly started getting roseate and every hymn I used to give ear felt like its expressly sung for me and the occasion. My god I am getting too filmy…. Well that’s what courtship epoch does to you. Giving small little surprise’s to each other. Those late night vocalizing over the phone. Not that I want my service provider to mint loads of money. But you can’t help but let them mint money. As that’s the only alternative left when both of us are surviving in two distinct spaceship earth and yet striving to get in touch with each others world.
Day dreaming about that D –day at which moment it will occur, to what end will it be and all that jazz…. Well the whole shopping thing is the marvelous time I am having. You get a legal license from your folks to go ahead and shop your heart out.
The whole facet from being a free bird and now being bonded with your beloved is an amazing feeling. Now my life is centered with this guy encircling. Anybody & everybody who acquaint you tying a knot will approach and interrogate you with the weirdest query you haven’t even thought off. Right from commenting how sweet a wedded pair we would make to how wedded life will be. According to some people married life is astounding while for others it’s as worst as it can get. So you get to hear all distinct kinds of conviction. All your kin start pouring to your place to visit and compliment you. Don’t know if they toasting me for the happiness docking my way or all that life have to present me.
Well I assume the best is to wait and watch. I am sure my life will be as lovely it is now and it was prior.
Have a Gr8 Monsoon!
Divs
Friday, August 10, 2007
Monday, June 18, 2007
It’s Time to Jhoom, Woh bhi Barabar Jhoom!
It was Saturday…time to Relax catch up on my sleep, eat and enjoi the atmospheric conditions. Well it was just one more usual Saturday where I woke up by noon after all the cribbing from my dad who since morning was trying to wake me up. Finally I gave up and had to compromise with my sleep. So here I go wake up for lunch starving to death. I could smell good cuisine being arranged by my mom. After tat good wholehearted feast I think of taking a nap. But on second thought I switch on d idiot box trying hard to find some absorbing stuff but all in vain. So an hour of surfing the channel I give up and decide to catch upon my nap. 
Finally I make some plans with my friends and we conclude on going for this Hindi movie and then treat ourselves with good food. So we decide to meet @ 7 pm and the movie we decided to watch was “Jhoom Barabar Jhoom”. First we thought we wouldn’t manage to get the tickets, but see our luck we managed to get tickets…I was juss wishing that its worth the money that I have drained. Some 200 bucks for the ticket + 100 bucks for my Caramel popcorns. So finally after 15mins of waiting the movie begins.
Typical Yash Raj movie must say. OH! by the way for all SRK fans there is a funny video where he and some hockey chicks terrorizing you to death with their hockey sticks. Since the time dramatization started till the closing of it I was trying to figure out what is SRK doing??? And what’s the meaning of this entire dramatization??? Can anybody explain….I can understand the promotion part….but still….
Anyway buying back to the so-called JBJ movie…the only thing I liked about the entire film was the Direction, which I think, was marvelous. By the way Yash Raj is honored for the kind of location he has in his film…If you haven’t been for a world tour…worry not. There’s Yash uncle for you…he captures the best location in the universe… How lucky can the cast of characters get…man..for this I wish I were an performer…. Though nobody would want to cast me….
Yeah back to the movie…so there is no tale to the entire soo called film, where in you can see Mr. Amitabh Bachan coming out of no where and dancing to glory on this particular theme number; which goes on in the entire movie after every 15min wearing that absurd looking feather hat and a belt outside the shirt like The Superman style. I guess Yash uncle had too much money to spend or was it a baggage deal of Father & Son Jodi… Then y not the Bahu…Miss World....
Continuing with the screenplay where the entire movie doesn’t make any reason except for the Intermission part…which was brilliantly done…What a superb way to do it?? Muss watch… and not to miss the Jai Veeru new version part played by Bobby & Abhishek. It’s the most cutest thing and very funnily done.
Alas not to miss the beautiful song “Bol Na Halke Halke” where Preity & Abhi have acted well. The gorgeous looking Taj Mahal is surely not to be missed. And if you haven’t been to Delhi & Agra then this flick takes you there.
Well I guess enough of Jhoom happened…. Barabar Ghooma diya…Saabko…
Have a Gr8 Monsoon!
Divs
Finally I make some plans with my friends and we conclude on going for this Hindi movie and then treat ourselves with good food. So we decide to meet @ 7 pm and the movie we decided to watch was “Jhoom Barabar Jhoom”. First we thought we wouldn’t manage to get the tickets, but see our luck we managed to get tickets…I was juss wishing that its worth the money that I have drained. Some 200 bucks for the ticket + 100 bucks for my Caramel popcorns. So finally after 15mins of waiting the movie begins.
Typical Yash Raj movie must say. OH! by the way for all SRK fans there is a funny video where he and some hockey chicks terrorizing you to death with their hockey sticks. Since the time dramatization started till the closing of it I was trying to figure out what is SRK doing??? And what’s the meaning of this entire dramatization??? Can anybody explain….I can understand the promotion part….but still….
Anyway buying back to the so-called JBJ movie…the only thing I liked about the entire film was the Direction, which I think, was marvelous. By the way Yash Raj is honored for the kind of location he has in his film…If you haven’t been for a world tour…worry not. There’s Yash uncle for you…he captures the best location in the universe… How lucky can the cast of characters get…man..for this I wish I were an performer…. Though nobody would want to cast me….
Yeah back to the movie…so there is no tale to the entire soo called film, where in you can see Mr. Amitabh Bachan coming out of no where and dancing to glory on this particular theme number; which goes on in the entire movie after every 15min wearing that absurd looking feather hat and a belt outside the shirt like The Superman style. I guess Yash uncle had too much money to spend or was it a baggage deal of Father & Son Jodi… Then y not the Bahu…Miss World....
Continuing with the screenplay where the entire movie doesn’t make any reason except for the Intermission part…which was brilliantly done…What a superb way to do it?? Muss watch… and not to miss the Jai Veeru new version part played by Bobby & Abhishek. It’s the most cutest thing and very funnily done.
Alas not to miss the beautiful song “Bol Na Halke Halke” where Preity & Abhi have acted well. The gorgeous looking Taj Mahal is surely not to be missed. And if you haven’t been to Delhi & Agra then this flick takes you there.
Well I guess enough of Jhoom happened…. Barabar Ghooma diya…Saabko…
Have a Gr8 Monsoon!
Divs
Mom this one is 4 U!
She’s got these hundred names through which I call her, yet she doesn’t mind. Be it Ma, Mummy, Mum, Amma, Mom, Mommy, Mimmy. I call her according to my mood and she will only acknowledge to all of them. I have seen her from the day I was born reasoning if she was an angel which God has sent to take care of me in this gigantic spacious world. Mom you had a life of your own until we were born and since then we became the center of your world. She cribs but yet accomplishes whatever we want from her. Mother you fulfill all our dreams. Mom I apologize for all those sleepless nights you had during our exams.
Mum you make the most appetizing cuisine on earth of which nothing can pacify my taste bud except for your homemade yummy food. Though I know I crib about it always coz you come up with Avial, Sambar and those entire south Indian Mallu food, including the idli which I used to hate. But my friends used to desire for your mouth-watering food. But trust me Mum I missed your food when I was away from you for a year. I missed the cuddling and pampering that used to make me feel like heaven. Though I haven’t visited that world yet. Okai fine juss exaggerating…
I remember whenever you and dad had a debate it would be for our upgrading and all those little reparation you both have made for us are spectacular. I wonder sometimes how can u guys can be so remarkable and give your entire life for your kids who in return battle, crib and act rebellious to whatever you guys do or say.
You have known me so well that juss with that expression on my face and you examined it all. Be it a bad day in school, enjoyment with friends, conflict with best pals, 1st day of college or work. You know it all.
Mom I miss you when you aren’t around. I look for you in all possible places thinking if you aren’t hiding from me. Mom you have learnt lessons for us when we had our exams. I wonder if God has given you 10 hands of which isn’t visible to us. Mum you succeed your work and home apart from taking care of dad and us. Mom you are the most meaningful part of the family, which is yonder, words. Most delicate of all, she knows more of paradise than angels can recall.
Mom you are not only beautiful, but passionately young. You are playful as a kid, yet wise as one who has lived long. Mom it is far beyond defining you, it defies all explanation,
And it still you remain a secret like the mysteries of creation . . .
Thanks a loottt Mom for everything…. All that you have done for me & all that you will keep doing.
Have a Gr8 Monsoon!
Divs
Mum you make the most appetizing cuisine on earth of which nothing can pacify my taste bud except for your homemade yummy food. Though I know I crib about it always coz you come up with Avial, Sambar and those entire south Indian Mallu food, including the idli which I used to hate. But my friends used to desire for your mouth-watering food. But trust me Mum I missed your food when I was away from you for a year. I missed the cuddling and pampering that used to make me feel like heaven. Though I haven’t visited that world yet. Okai fine juss exaggerating…
I remember whenever you and dad had a debate it would be for our upgrading and all those little reparation you both have made for us are spectacular. I wonder sometimes how can u guys can be so remarkable and give your entire life for your kids who in return battle, crib and act rebellious to whatever you guys do or say.
You have known me so well that juss with that expression on my face and you examined it all. Be it a bad day in school, enjoyment with friends, conflict with best pals, 1st day of college or work. You know it all.
Mom I miss you when you aren’t around. I look for you in all possible places thinking if you aren’t hiding from me. Mom you have learnt lessons for us when we had our exams. I wonder if God has given you 10 hands of which isn’t visible to us. Mum you succeed your work and home apart from taking care of dad and us. Mom you are the most meaningful part of the family, which is yonder, words. Most delicate of all, she knows more of paradise than angels can recall.
Mom you are not only beautiful, but passionately young. You are playful as a kid, yet wise as one who has lived long. Mom it is far beyond defining you, it defies all explanation,
And it still you remain a secret like the mysteries of creation . . .
Thanks a loottt Mom for everything…. All that you have done for me & all that you will keep doing.
Have a Gr8 Monsoon!
Divs
Thursday, April 26, 2007
Expiry Date...
It’s the most phenomenal feeling to fall in love. The feeling of being loved and to love is just beyond words. It’s where suddenly a stranger enters your life and your entire life takes a 360-degree spin. He turns out to be the most meaningful soul in your life. You cannot even picture life without your loved. Life around suddenly seems pretty and roseate. Every morning is a worthy morning where your adored wakes you with a goodmorning call and then from then on your day starts with every half n hour call from your loved.
Actually I have been thinking lately that whatever occur in our life happens for a reason. I know it’s too much a philosophical communication from my end. But sometimes my mind says you should meditate like an intellect. So all those boyfriends/girlfriends, crushes one had may not be for a reason. But the ones where in you were so called deeply madly in love that happened for a reason. It can be a good thing for him/her or for your own good.
But everything has an expiry date. That’s what advertising teaches you. There is a mandatory line or Conditions Apply* which is all unsaid or written in miniscule font size which wont be readable. So that’s the trap. The whole thing about life being roseate soon turns out to be black and it gets dissenting when the date expires. You listen to sad music, you booze till you get slouched. You feel like weeping hard. Finally the fact remains that the product has expired. So love story ends for whatever reason be it no compatibility, parental issue, marriage commitment, possessiveness blah blah blah.
So every thing has an expiry date be it Love, Life or Food…
Conditions Apply*
Actually I have been thinking lately that whatever occur in our life happens for a reason. I know it’s too much a philosophical communication from my end. But sometimes my mind says you should meditate like an intellect. So all those boyfriends/girlfriends, crushes one had may not be for a reason. But the ones where in you were so called deeply madly in love that happened for a reason. It can be a good thing for him/her or for your own good.
But everything has an expiry date. That’s what advertising teaches you. There is a mandatory line or Conditions Apply* which is all unsaid or written in miniscule font size which wont be readable. So that’s the trap. The whole thing about life being roseate soon turns out to be black and it gets dissenting when the date expires. You listen to sad music, you booze till you get slouched. You feel like weeping hard. Finally the fact remains that the product has expired. So love story ends for whatever reason be it no compatibility, parental issue, marriage commitment, possessiveness blah blah blah.
So every thing has an expiry date be it Love, Life or Food…
Conditions Apply*
Happy cupping!
Divs
Monday, February 26, 2007
Finally the much awaited Convocation!
Being a postgraduate isn’t something great but the feeling about making it great is what convocation does to you. From day one I joined the course I had decided I would never attend my convocation. Coz I always had this pre notion of convocation being rather boring and pseudos attending it and wearing those black robe and that funny looking black hat. I couldn’t even imagine myself attending one of its kinds and for the same reason I didn’t haunt my graduation day too.As days passed and this so-called course was about to accomplish the whole feeling of being away from those so-called friends or classmates was sulking into me. So convocation was one of the reasons to catch up with all those good memories and those friends who shared a year with you.
But trust me all those reasoning was so kiddish when I think now about the wonderful feeling I had when I was brought into the room filled with biggies from the industry as well as those proud parents scattered around. Seated in chairs waiting for their proud son or daughter to make that grand entry to that beautiful room with those finest robes and funny looking hat, which now was a part of being proud to be graduated.
The moment I entered the room I could hear applause and all eyes hooked on to me as if a princess was walking down the aisle and everybody eagerly looking up top her. Oh trust me what a marvelous feeling that was. My eyes filled with tears, khushi ke assoon the…. The whole portrait of tossing your hat up high and all the proud hats were flying and gently resting down on the ground was worth lifetime. Well my parents who didn’t want to make it for the convocation thinking they would make fool of themselves if other parents didn’t turn up.
The best of food being served to the proud students and parents. Variety of desserts that would make you have second opinion skipping the main course. But finally it was a thankful event. Coz they could experience their daughter being convocated and looking pretty in that robe and hat proudly standing tall with the certificate which read Certificate for Post Graduate Program in Advertising & Media Management.
Have a Gr8 Day!
Divs
31st Dec 06…. Partying hard till 7am…Goooaaaa…
We all love holidaying with our friends.
The background is filled with clear blue sea, clear blue sky. Everything’s seems so blue and green. One of the most beautiful place ever in India where firangs are an added advantage to that state. After the ST bus journey from an alien place to our own land.
The background is filled with clear blue sea, clear blue sky. Everything’s seems so blue and green. One of the most beautiful place ever in India where firangs are an added advantage to that state. After the ST bus journey from an alien place to our own land.
No its not the place where I have been living all my years or it isn’t my hometown but much closer to those places, close to my heart. The place so called is GOA. I blink twice and pinch myself just to make my self-feel that I am really back to this place where I always have a great time. It’s a feeling of being oneself that Goa gives you. It’s called the Freedom to be. Overtime I visit Goa it makes me realize that Goa never stops persuading me.
Goa is the place for which I have been visiting for 3 consecutive years from now. But still cants get enough of it. Every year I find Goa much more closer to my heart. The name itself gives a smile on my face and there’s a charm on my face as though I am in love. Yes I am in love with this exquisite place.
The planning for new years was happening since a month back. Though I still cannot figure out why is that we celebrate New Year coming in a big way and make ourselves happy. Or is it that we just need reason to party. Well in our case be it new years or just another outing if its Goa its supposed to be good 5 days of rocking time.
After that 8 hours of train travelling through the kokan belt where you can watch and feel the green lush trees, dam, creeks, the way nature has its own charm. In fact this year we had decided we wont go to Goa as every year exploring the same city makes life boring. So we taught why not explore other places in the kokan belt.
Goa is the place for which I have been visiting for 3 consecutive years from now. But still cants get enough of it. Every year I find Goa much more closer to my heart. The name itself gives a smile on my face and there’s a charm on my face as though I am in love. Yes I am in love with this exquisite place.
The planning for new years was happening since a month back. Though I still cannot figure out why is that we celebrate New Year coming in a big way and make ourselves happy. Or is it that we just need reason to party. Well in our case be it new years or just another outing if its Goa its supposed to be good 5 days of rocking time.
After that 8 hours of train travelling through the kokan belt where you can watch and feel the green lush trees, dam, creeks, the way nature has its own charm. In fact this year we had decided we wont go to Goa as every year exploring the same city makes life boring. So we taught why not explore other places in the kokan belt.
So we randomly chose a place called Malvan & Sindhudurg which was some 4-hrs drive away from Goa. So my friends gave me a whole picture of the plan some 3 days before we hit this place. I am was so excited when I heard that we are going to live in a forest, go trekking, splash ourselves at this beautiful waterfall and virgin beaches which was unexplored. I was already thrilled and was jumping out in excitement.
So it was 30th Dec and by the 27th of Dec I was already in New Year celebration mood. I woke myself early morns by 4.30 all charged up to get set and board the train by 5.45am. Never in my life have I been awake by 4.30 in the morning to study during those school days when u have your board exams. Anyway exams were never that exciting as trips are. We were a group of 15 in fact a bunch of crazy people. The train journey was fab rite from irritating the canteen crew in the train to the passengers who were travelling with us, yelling our hearts out when the train passes the tunnel. And how can we spare the people who were trying to grab some sleep.
Finally we reached a station named Kudal. As we stepped out of the train with our luggage all excited. There I see 2 of my friends carrying some 6 bottles of Mineral water that they flicked from the train. That was kind off a tribute we paid to our Indian Railways. It was hell of a journey in this city where we were searching for a place to crash down. But all in vain being the 30th Dec all places were booked, even the bathrooms for that matter.
So it was 30th Dec and by the 27th of Dec I was already in New Year celebration mood. I woke myself early morns by 4.30 all charged up to get set and board the train by 5.45am. Never in my life have I been awake by 4.30 in the morning to study during those school days when u have your board exams. Anyway exams were never that exciting as trips are. We were a group of 15 in fact a bunch of crazy people. The train journey was fab rite from irritating the canteen crew in the train to the passengers who were travelling with us, yelling our hearts out when the train passes the tunnel. And how can we spare the people who were trying to grab some sleep.
Finally we reached a station named Kudal. As we stepped out of the train with our luggage all excited. There I see 2 of my friends carrying some 6 bottles of Mineral water that they flicked from the train. That was kind off a tribute we paid to our Indian Railways. It was hell of a journey in this city where we were searching for a place to crash down. But all in vain being the 30th Dec all places were booked, even the bathrooms for that matter.
Finally managed to get this amazing house which was close to a beach and had a beautiful view. This place was a typical village where houses were of mud and bricks, cattle’s outside their house. You can call it more of animals than people in the city. So we spent a day at this place because even a day further would have been a pain. It was a complete village atmosphere with all so dull and stand still life.
By midnight all of us were already shaking to the music that we could hear being played in Goa in those beaches and that rave party happening at some rocking place. So we packed our bags the very next morning and hit to Goa. I guess Goa was calling hard. In fact should say Goa was shouting. We reached Goa by evening of the new yrs eve. Struggled hard to find a place to fit ourselves. Unwinded ourselves and soon it was time for dinner and our tummy started giving us signs of hunger. So we went to this amazing place called Mum’s Kitchen where we were served authentic Goan food with a bill of 6 grants for a dinner, which was a shock @ 12 midnight, where the whole world greeted each other New Year wishes.
One could say Goa was the most priced and expensive Man that day. Everything in the city was priced double and the very next day after new years all was back to normal. On the new years eve we attended a party happening at Marriot Goa. A pool side party that was going on till 3 am and then we hit to the pub where we danced till we dropped till morning 7am. Oh what a night wherein I danced as if nobody’s watching and enjoyed myself to the core.
By midnight all of us were already shaking to the music that we could hear being played in Goa in those beaches and that rave party happening at some rocking place. So we packed our bags the very next morning and hit to Goa. I guess Goa was calling hard. In fact should say Goa was shouting. We reached Goa by evening of the new yrs eve. Struggled hard to find a place to fit ourselves. Unwinded ourselves and soon it was time for dinner and our tummy started giving us signs of hunger. So we went to this amazing place called Mum’s Kitchen where we were served authentic Goan food with a bill of 6 grants for a dinner, which was a shock @ 12 midnight, where the whole world greeted each other New Year wishes.
One could say Goa was the most priced and expensive Man that day. Everything in the city was priced double and the very next day after new years all was back to normal. On the new years eve we attended a party happening at Marriot Goa. A pool side party that was going on till 3 am and then we hit to the pub where we danced till we dropped till morning 7am. Oh what a night wherein I danced as if nobody’s watching and enjoyed myself to the core.
The next day it was time to explore places in Goa and the major part being shopping and getting our body painted with tattoo. The serenity that the beaches have a feeling of peace and calm though people floating around you. It’s about loosing yourself to Goa and its fun. So we shopped till we were all broke and got rocking tattoos done. You can say I am a shopping freak but I guess all women are. So I am no different. Fine I am trying to act like one. But if you go to see people like me are helping the citizens to come with more shops and malls. So I managed to flirt with some firangs too.
Finally it was time to say goodbye to Goa and its people. But somewhere I knew I would be back here the next year. So I stand up and walk past the aisle feeling departed from my love but a feeling of being together with him will always be there. I kiss him Goodbye and promise him to be back soon.
Finally it was time to say goodbye to Goa and its people. But somewhere I knew I would be back here the next year. So I stand up and walk past the aisle feeling departed from my love but a feeling of being together with him will always be there. I kiss him Goodbye and promise him to be back soon.
Have a gr8 Day!
Divs
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