Yes I'm back

It’s been so long I stayed away from blog. Feels like as if I stayed away from my best friend.
Taking about my journey to B'lore --- I must say it was terrible till date. I never knew Jet lite would have such bad service. I had to walk all the way in airport because all the Jet lite’s wheel chair were booked. Thankful thing this flights were on time but every time have one new experience when it comes to travelling by air, let it be missing flight or my flight gets preponds (which never usually happens), or flight getting delayed for 5 hours. I have actually spent like 6-8 hrs in flight waiting for another flight. Sucks that they don’t have direct flight. I always have to take a connecting flight. I had made a list of airline which I shall never travel in
1) Deccan (though it’s called Kingfisher red I think it still sucks)
2) Indian/ air India
Now the list is getting longer..
3)Jet Lite (I think this airline had better service when it was Sahara now it’s a budget flight which means no meal and no good service too)
4) Spice jet

I think only decent flights when it comes to good service are Jet and Kingfisher. Though it’s the most expensive flights but I think what I require most when I travel with my broken leg and with mom is service. When I am in good shape and alone I don’t mind waiting in airport if my flight is delayed. I see my mom or bro waiting for delayed flight restlessly yawning in airport and cribbing about bad service.
Yes there is something ambience of hospital and airport that makes you yawn, yawn and yawn.

I had awesome time in Calcutta as I was there for a day. My friend Gaurav had come to meet me and we went for drive in his car, everything was awesome— Calcutta radio is awesome not like B'lore, cause the RJ speaks Hindi or Bengali which I understand little bit, but maximum radio in B'lore speaks kannadda, foreign language to me :( :( and RJ in B'lore talks so much.. ekksss!!!
I was welcomed by Gaurav with my fav. bouquet of red roses, ( blush :”>). My mom knows him well so she permitted us to go out for dinner at night. I had my fav. Chicken Kabaab, followed by beer in a pub called Big Ben, I didn’t know Calcutta had such awesome place.. best thing is the night life (In B'lore everything ends by 11:30 at the max, sucxx)
Next morning mom accompanied me and Gaurav and we all three went for breakfast and shopping :)
Finally I landed in B'lore. A man came with wheel chair, lucky me this time, so I was the first one to get down from the flight. I called my friend Shally to declare that I arrived in B'lore. I didn’t know jet lIte was budget flight so all three of us were kinda starving as it was a long 2hr 40 minutes flight. She joined us in flat and got us yummy Veg Biryani :)
Next day mom and I were getting bored so we watched three movies cont. in lap top. Just to accompany mom I watched fashion and Rock on again. I watched sorry bhai which was a stupid movie and Oye lucky, lucky oye. We had nothing to do so nest day we watched a movie called “ek vivah aise bhi” and at the end of the movie mom got so sentimental and kept on crying. I hate to cry watching movie when m watching with someone else :|

Will persist about how I spent my Christmas and my visit to hospital in my next post. See ya :) :)

Closeness

With the kisses of your lips I close my eyes,
I can hear you and your breath,
your smell still lingers in my bedroom,
how I wish we could be together,
you talk to me more clear than how I'm to my myself,
the rushing thoughts stops by and listens to you,
the words from your lips are lines of my fav. song
always singing so soft and tender
and all I dream is us together.

Something of my own

My laptop works slow these days. It’s one and half year old. I think it is time to get it formatted.
Thank god I have external hard disk of 160 GB to back up my document.
Don’t know why the laptop is not getting defragmented.
There are friends who advise me...

Advice no. 1
To change my operating system from vista to Xp. Ahhh nono.. I m used to vista. Best thing about vista is searching files. It’s so easy ;)

Advise no. 2
To upgrade my Ram to 2 GB.. I currently have 1 GB ram. I wonder if upgrading Ram is good option as I use lots of program together(multitask).

Advise no. 3
To get my laptop formatted :| (Painful task to make back up :|)

Or should I throw this laptop and but new one ??? :| nah.. itni amir bhi nahi hu.
I bought this lap top when I started working and side by side I was preparing for cat. I needed net connection to solve test papers online and to download study material. But the purpose didn’t serve. I never used lap top to study :P
Initially I asked mom I if can take loan and buy lap top cause I wanted this laptop from my money and not from my parents money. Mom advised me to take credit from her instead of bank so that I don’t need to waste more money in paying interest. Cool. Loan without interest \:D/. I wasn’t earning much but I thought I could manage to pay 46k in around 10 installments.. big deal.
I couldn’t manage to pay her 1st installment from my Sal. Cause I lost my phone.. damn I left my cell phone in the cab and couldn’t find it. So I had to spend money in buying new cell phone instead of paying back to my mom (guess what mom scolded me for my carelessness cause I lost my cell and after two days she too lost her cell phone, she left it in taxi :P).. never mind. I had next month Salary to pay her .. but ahh damn again, next month I met with accident and resigned from my job.
I still tell my mom that I would repay her one day so that I can say this laptop is mine and from my earning...

P.s. My laptop is screwed up to the core, no battery backup. I can only use my lapi when there is power. Almost like a desktop now :|
So one more thing added to my to-do list is to change my lapi’s battery. Sucks.

Plans, Plans and Plans

One more week and then I am off to B’lore. My plaster will be removed and I don’t know what doc will tell me. Hate the thoughts of plaster cutter, I’m shit scared of plaster cutter :( :( I choose not to be in my sense when the doc cuts my plaster. I am sure doc will be damn happy to see me walking and catching up speed. I hope all goes well.

One more week left and I think I have so less time to think of stuff I need to be doing..
Stuff to do in Blore- I have to renew my passport, close my Citibank account, collect my degree certificate from college (I hope Shally does that work), I have to take my college id without which I won’t be able to collect my certificate, also arrange for someone to pick up my training certificate from a one time friend.

I’d a plan to slap a looser when I get to B'lore but then I dropped it. It is better not to face past and move on.

My mom hates the idea of going to B’lore but she has to as my guardian, she’ll get bored like hell. It’s really tough for a pure vegetarian (my mom) to stay in place where everytime we get the smell of meat :( :( sucks. We can’t even think of changing a place because this flat is pretty good and close to my hospital. Apparently Shally gave up work so I guess we’ll more time together chilling out and all the ladies Gupshaf, Christmas celebration and get together, wine and music. So appealing.. wow

Going back to B'lore will be getting back to where I belong. Six years in B'lore and I’m in love with this place, a place which taught me so much, my hostel days, my first love, my independence, my first job and first salary, my first time to disco, wine and beer, the first time I got sloshed, my college days, the days with interviews –struggling to get a decent job through college placement.. and then my first permanent job – first designation as process associate, first Boss and then so many awesome angelic and devilish friends.. (miss you all- Shally Preeti, Rahul, Neha Jess, Croco, Hemant, Fiona, Monika, Poonam, Kiran, Sachin, Sonika, Anju and the list is never ending....)

Now I didn’t have intention to turn back to my past, I was here to plan my future.. lol.
I’ve exam on 4th and 11th Jan, Guys wish me all the best (though I haven’t prepared well)
Will miss blogosphere and all my blogger friends, (I’m not sure if I’ll have net connection there, but i’ll try my best)
I hope my old B’lore mobile number works (they better don’t do any panga for reactivating my mobile no.)
Eeekkksssss I got butterfly in my stomach!!!
Peter Please try to make it on Calcutta airport (hope to see you)


~~~~Listening to since you’ve been gone by Kelly Clarkson~~~~~

She was his sweet addiction ..

Words fail to describe this relationship where a gal falls in love with a guy but they both know it is not heading anywhere. They r not destined to b each other’s n future. But still they moved on. They r happy.. They love each other a lot n trust each other. That guy makes her feel special. Like a free boundless woman. She feels herself when she’s with him.

The showers of kisses make her feel she's wanted. The firmness of his hand tells he wont leave her and go. The caught up eyes expresses their feelings.
He says it’s more than friendship n less than love. To her it’s a special relation where in there is happiness n care :)
Hope this relation n trust always remain. Wish there is no long distance or misunderstanding between them.

She waits for his return every night so that he would share all his good n bad times and when he’s tired she would do anything for him to relax. You cud see the love in her eyes. It jus twinkles when taken his name. He's is an amazing lover n he knows how to turn her on in some seconds. He is too perfect. He is an open book. Anyone can read him but this gal can read something in him that no one could. The relation is getting stronger n they both wonder about the time but they both know they will last till it’s possible.

There is distance but there is love too. There is unexpected future but there is trust too. There is weird relation but there is pleasure too.
She is so caught up in his thoughts n she likes being there.

P.S. this post is nothing to with my life.

Studies panga, adjusting problem and love-wrecked

I think I’m wasting more time in worrying about my exam then working towards the solution (one and only solution) studying.

Ah I don’t know how I got the habit of typing two dots to end the sentence.

First time I am studying a book on portfolio management and I got doubt in first page only :| I didn’t know if what does portfolio means when It comes to financial terminology and If investors and portfolio manager means the same.

I thought to clear my doubts asking these questions to a MBA student. I thought of Neha, a friend of mine. She said I was sounding so tensed. Well I m tensed may be for the first time for my exams. I didn’t know distance learning could be so stupid and ICFAI could be so unsystematic.

Good news RD’s dad bought one more dog today and this time its female. She is just One month old. I asked my dad if I can go to RD’s house to meet him. He objected :( :(

I wish I didn’t have to ask my parents for such things. I had more liberty when I was studying in B'lore. When my parents can trust me then why do they object without any reason and aren’t we grown up enough to take decision for ourselves for such small things??

Well anyways I realised my cribbing started since I m home. I have lived 6 yrs without any restriction in B’lore and thus I hate when I’ under someone, to follow what they say to ask them before doing anything. I was prosperous and contempt then I was outside cause no one said anything and I liked it that way. I very well understand parents guide us but think for small matters I can take decision myself.

That’s why I want to be alright soon and start working and have my own life. In some years get married and there will be in laws to shadow. Don’t do this... Don’t do that... not acceptable in society and what will people think? what will other say? It doesn’t look good.

Die thinking about society and die without living the one and only life we get our way.. Sucks..

I need a break!!

Btw Neha just told me that she is finished with her first post for blog & will soon start blogging. She is love-wrecked right now (I discovered the word “love wrecked” as I saw this movie called Love wrecked two days back!! :P)

Aftermath

Accepting disabilities is a big challenge in itself. I salute to all the disable people. I think they are so strong both physically and mentally to accept the life they living. Seriously they aren’t disable but differently-able people. When I imagine my life without a body part working well in future, I feel it’s better to end my life than surviving in imperfection.


I think we are damn lucky... we didn’t lose our loved one in the Mumbai blast. Yet my heart goes out to those innocent victims too. Somebody’s life changes drastically within seconds. It is so hard to accept things at times. Those who comes in term with life and accept things as it comes are the great leaders in life.. I am just a follower.


I don’t know what potential I have. I didn’t know I was strong and at the same time so weak.


After my hospital days, I was more mentally fragile than physically. I don’t know how and why it happened. I still go through aftermath every now and then. Some shadows unidentified. I am scared when I see someone coming near to me thinking they might hurt me. I developed crowd phobia. I just pray my life will be back to normal soon. I soon wanna get back to work. I have a strong feeling my dad will refuse this plan. I am not a gal who can stay home and study and waste my life. My true friends tell I’m a gal who is always seeking for something or the other. Kuch kar dekhneka junnon. Neither do I expect a life of housewife after marriage. We think something and life has something else stored for us. But still all we can do is be positive and wait for God to play his turn and meanwhile do best we can to win out dreams.


When I tell dad I wanna get back to service, he says “what will you do with a salary of 20k??”


20K could be nothing for a business man but for sure it’s not a bad pay for starter, at any rate it’s better than the promotional work (as a manpower for even management) where you work for some hours to get Rs300 to 500 daily. Where today you have work and tomorrow who knows until some event occurs. None are born to be a first job as manager. I think it is best to start from the base or the tree might fall if it doesn’t have a strong root implanted. But who explains dad?


Parents are always there for us. I know. But I am a person who likes to take decision on my own. Yes they can help, provided when I need any help. During my interview, when the Finance Manager of Ernst and Young asked me why did I choose to work, I replied that none of the female members have ever worked in my family tree and I wanted to break the chain. I wanted to prove females are not the least, it’s difficult for them to accept but it won’t be difficult for them when they will know I got the job out of 100 other gals, he was impressed and shook hand with me wishing me all the best. I never practiced interviews and I had no idea how to tackle with such questions all I knew I wanted to work and be independent.

Ramdom Rambling

As usual I open my book to study.. started falling asleep. I nice song was playing in the radio. Ya at times I prefer to study with music in low volume.. a song from Bachna ae hasino – Khuda jane..

I started dreaming when the song was playing in the background. I thought of taking 4 mins break though I hadn’t started to study yet. But it was worth it.

I thought I’ll get back to my studies, my eyes moved to the new novel my bro gave me. It’s called ‘Almost Single’ by ‘Advaita Kala’ (never heard about this author), I read a few pages yesterday and found it interesting so I chucked the idea to carry on with my studies and got involved to read a few more pages.

After reading two pages of ‘Almost Single’ I took a nap for 10 mins, I was logging in to gtalk from my cell using GPRS. A college friend buzzed me. I was in the least mood to check out what was she messaging.. started with Hi, Hello and she disclosed a plan of get together!!! Get together, the word worked liked mug of hot coffee to me. So we have a get together planned up on 25th dec in Sigma mall B'lore. In case my plaster is out by then.

As I’m leaving for Blore on 23rd Dec and most probably will see my doctor on 24th morning which means my plaster will be out, which also means my leg will be back to being sensitive and for sure he’ll ask me not to walk outside the house, I asked my friend if by any chance I won’t be able to join them they have to come over to place.. She happily agreed. Gosh!! M holding my excitement cause if I get over excited the plan will crash down for sure :(

After the gup shup , I went to make a hot cup of coffee for myself. Then came my sister “you making coffee, I too want...”, I was angry on her because yesterday she made Maggie and didn’t even ask me if I wanted to eat, I and sis are Maggie partners.. I always cook Maggie for her and we both enjoy it to the core, she doesn’t prefer pasta.. so guess who is my pasta friend ?? buddy, my dog I call don’t call her a bitch.. It’s so weird to call bitch, it’s comfi to call dog..( why??) Whatever. Buddy the bitch loves pasta. As usual when she gets smell of pasta she starts pacing in the kitchen and waits till m done with pasta. When I get the plate in the dining table she sits on her seat (yes she has her own chair reserved in dining table) and waits for me to serve her. Chalo koi toh mila to share pasta or else I hate to eat alone. Coming back to the story I didn’t make coffee for her, I’m revengeful?? Yes I am at times to make others realise that what they do hurt me so better wont mess with me.

During Evening, I love to spend at least half an hour in terrace and in the intervening time water plants. I love to watch plants grow, didi does the part of buying plant and seeds; planting them and I have a daily routine to water them. Sadly there are so many buds and I won’t be able to watch them turning into flowers as by then I’ll be gone to B'lore. I think will ask didi to take the snap of the flowers, hmph actually she is the last person when it comes to expectations!!

Okie too much of updates. I think I should study or Peter will again mess me saying I only give reasons for not studying :|

Listening to Ehsaas by Atif .. ok ok shutting down the music and getting back to study!!!!

P.S. I currently downloaded a song called Haule Haule from Rab Ne Bana Di Jodi.. damn cool track.

Happy Birthday Harshita!!!

(click on the pic for the hidden messages)
(Gift coupons by Nidhi, Peter and Mads)


It's a special day today,
It's an occasion to be happy and gay,
For the birthday girl,we raise a toast,
Yes, it's Harshita, whom we adore the most.

My blogger friend who's always on the run,
Always on her feet, she works with loadsa fun,
Doesn't want to get married,
Multi tasking always, she never gets worried.

Loves her dogs, Happy Singh and Rustam Singh,
Their praises, only she can sing,
She's lovable and damn sweet,
Fun her blog is, it's a welcome treat.

Even when you're healthy or down with flu,
We will stick to you like glue,
Have a blast today, rejecting guys left and right,
May the best guy win this close fight!



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P.s. reply to this post to wish Harshita

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I was in such a good mood to study.. all in futile and guess why ?? Cause of TV volume.
My granddad has hearing crisis so he watches TV in full volume. I sat in my extreme room to study but again in vein. Once in blue room I get in mood to study (yes I have my exams coming up in Jan) and that too I gave up. I guess I need to transform my study timing. May be I should fix my study time in after noon when grand dad is not at home. I always fell like studying in evening after 6pm, but now I think I should give up the idea of studying during evening time .. sob sob. My grand dad doesn’t like using that ear machine..

Ear machine reminded me of a gal called Poo(Puja), my friend’s sister.. I met her first time when I went to meet my friend at her place. Poo is a damn beautiful gal. When I saw her first thing came to my mind was Angel. She was a gal who studies in class 9, I guess. She was fair, good height, big eyes, healthy body and long curly hair. But she has hearing prob. and she also doesn’t talk clearly.. I admit I was astonished to know a pretty gal like her having these deficiencies....

P.S. listening to Six Days from Tokyo Drift...

Rules of my own

I have made the below rules for one or the other reason and it can be reasonless too.. as I’ve already bent rule no. 4(hair colour) I might end up any of the above rules in my future too :P.. after all ‘rules are meant to be broken’.. I had made some rules for myself..

1) Never try drugs

2) Not to have sex before marriage

3) Never get tattoo or piercing

4) Never get hair colour

Though these are rules to myself but I have different opinion about each of them.. I think it’s good to try everything..

Let it be drink, fag, drugs or sex..I once planned to break rule no. 1 (as I said earlier there is nothing wrong in trying. There is difference in trying and getting used to things..) but then the planned didn’t work out, after that m still stuck with rule no. Never to try drugs :P

Sex before marriage.. wouldn’t talk much.. it’s a very personal topic. But i think if we truly love someone there is nothing wrong in having sex before marriage. After all sex is just a way to express love(for me). yes sex out of lust is something else. Now.. I don’t know what to say about this.. we are human.. human were and are animals too :P lust is normal. I know Indian society would think it in different way.. but I think if sex is outcome of lust then it’s ok, unless you regret doing it later ...

Tattoo & Piercing.. Personally I loveeeeee tattoo and piercing.. I m good in inducing people to get tattoo and piercing but I’m not a person to resist same tattoo for long.. I think it’ll be boring later and I heard it hurts a lot.. :O I love piercing around eyebrow area or ear piercing let it be 2nd, 3rd piercing.. but my family would not like it.. so i never felt like bending rule no. 3.... I might in future think about tattoo.. it looks so hot..

Hair colour??? I was (notice the word WAS) never for hair colour.. yes I love hair colours, I admire watching other’s hair. I think coloured hair makes you look outstanding.. it is so noticeable.. I heard a lot that it screws up hair quality.. so it was never in my to do list. These days I couldn’t keep my eyes of gals wit streaks.. I was so J.. So finally I got mine.. RED and Gold.. you might have checked it already in my previous post.. yeppeee ya ya yepeeee...

I have made the above rules for one or the other reason and it can be reasonless too.. as I’ve already bent rule no. 4(hair colour), I might end up bending any of the above rules in my future too :P.. after all ‘rules are meant to be broken’..

Phobia and highlights

My trip was awesome.. I had blast in Siliguri. Everyday my Bhaiya and Bhabi took me out for dinner and long drive.

One thing I realised is that I’m scared to travel in hill station. I had gone for a drive in one of the days with Bhaiya. As the hill station part started I asked my bro to get back home. For no reason I also have phobia of touching switch board with wet fingers and also on bare feet. Another phobia includes lighting gas with lighter. Whenever I light gas with lighter it makes some boom sound or give some kinda current passing feeling. My mom says she never feels like that. :( :( that is the reason I prefer to light the gas with matchstick :|can’t help it. Don’t know how will I manage in my future as now I don’t have to cook unless I want Maggie or coffee but later at my husband’s place I’m sure I have to cook.. again thinking about lighter *$#@.. No No (Nidzzi biting her fingers).

Hey guys.. I got my hair highlighted.. I never thought I would play with colours but I was so excited when out of the blue I made my mind to get my hair highlights. Trust me it’s looking marvellous.. I can’t help admiring myself. Check out my pic...
I’m still confuse if I can prolong using normal shampoo or should I switch to shampoo for coloured hair?

Listening to Tere Bin Nahi Ladga Dil Mera Dolna from Bend It Like Beckham(not sure if the movie name is correct but I love this song and the movie Bend It Like Beckham as well)

WHEN YOU WERE AWAY.....

Sitting beside my window looking at the building of Windsor Manor (one of the five Star hotel in B'lore) what else can I think of?? Yeah !! Exactly the first time I met you. First time we met for a ball dance in the crowded ball room.

Finding it so weird.. its been more than 6 years and seems like we just met & danced yesterday. Everything seems so fresh to me, the crowd, the music, your friends, You...



Today I can see the building of Windsor Manor from my window; you can guess how much I have been missing you and our first meeting. Just feel like flying in the sky and peeping to the ball room where for the first time we danced and our eyes met.. Now as I'm writing down all these memories, I can feel your arms open asking me to hug you, the black jacket comforting me and saying “Nidz, I’ll always be with you”. How long can I survive without you being near me??Without looking into your eyes, without holding you in my arms, without.... without touching your lips with mine.. how long ???

Art of love

Found this in my diary. For sure it's not in my words.. but I liked the wordings so I’d kept it my collection.

Dedicating to one and only.. RD

You got the afternoon, you got this room for two.
One thing I’ve left to do, discover me, discovering you.
One mile to every inch of your skin like porcelain,
one pair of candy lips and your bubblegum tongue.
And if you want love, we’ll make it swim in a deep sea of blankets,
take all your big plans and break’em this is bound to be a while.
I’ll never sneak around again.

P.s. I will be out of town till 25th of this mth so won't using net.. will catch with u guys as soon as possible.

Reflection..

Some years back I used to say I’m a gal who live in future..

Being a small town gal I had big dreams.. I know I didn't belong there .. I'd a different mindset, a different me.. I saw myself somewhere else in a dream land, a place of my own... Life moved on ..
As I wanted I moved out of small town for my further studies.. As I heard my bro and sis talking so much of hostel life a part of me always longed to experience a life only heard. I managed to move on to the city which I only saw in TV or heard from chat friends.. Bangalore.. I Studied in a gal’s school as a hostelite. Years is hostel didn't go the way I heard it from my siblings.. The script changed since I was not is a complete boarding school. It was more of day school then a boarding. Hostels of hill station are different.. More rules and more behaviour oriented.. Thanks god I didn't had a strict life.. Getting to the other side of boarding gate was every day and everybody’s dream.. Even dreams of boy school guys staying just down the lane. A reason always ready to get exit pass from matron.. Let it be a never ending bank issues, stationery shortage or any such reasons. Sneaking out of hostel had always been full of adventures..

I never liked my batch mates much. Call it frequency unmatched.. Either they were over matured for me to understand or under matured to behave like idiots. I was always there when help was needed but if I fall it Shit none would be there to take my side. Life was difficult and had taught lots.

Eventually when RD (click here to view his bog) joined Bangalore college again.. I stopped thinking about future.. The small town gal was living her future now, the most happy, bubbly and cheerful gal in the town. All mattered was present. Life rocked, it was on the peak unless the accident took place...
I turn back.. I see me.. The gal with dreams.. Who lived in future, the gal who lived in present ... whose every weekend passed in any social events let it be past mid night party or a date with RD.

And now when I think who I am.. I see myself who lives in past. I turn back again and again to those cheerful moments which don’t want to let go off from my heart, mind and my soul. Still Life moves on...


P.S. > I know I should look ahead now.. and I’m doing in some ways.. See I’m so looking fwd to a good Christmas party and new year in B’lore, I see my plaster being removed, soon my physiotherapy will start and slowly I'll be able to bend my leg and walk normally like others do, liked I used to.. I see my crowd phobia losing its ground and I'll soon be the old me.. With new dreams in my eyes.. My studies, my job.. The me .. ..

P.P.S > Life looks like a bowl with three chits in it.. Past, present and future.. Every time you pick up a chit, you can’t be sure what you will be dealing with...

Related Post >> Reflection

THE PERFECT ..

You are wonderful
You’re good at everything you do
Everyone is equal, but not as equal as you
And every town’s got one like you

Just take a trip far away when no one really cares about those things
And expose yourself to the pleasure and pain of this life
You can let down your guard tonight

Paranoid perfectionist people they can only put their very, very best
Foot forward
And as a result they’re rather easy to detect
They’ll be the only ones hopping down the streets of New York
And every town’s got one like you

Just take trip far away when no one really cares about those things
And expose yourself to the pleasures and pain
If you are walking down the light, you’ll never know what’s
On the either side
You might be wrong or might be right
You can’t pass this love, you gotta give it a try

- Perfectionist... lyrics by Landon Pigg

Taggie Waggie Makes U Happy!! :)

Got this tag from Mads post.. Found it interesting.. lets see who wants to share it with me......


1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. Something I have and YOU want?
4. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
5. Describe me in one word.
6. What was your first impression of me?
7. Do you still think that way about me now?
8. What reminds you of me?
9. If you could give me anything what would it be?
10. How well do you know me?
11. How do you see me in the future?
12. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn’t?
13. Are you going to post this in your blog and see what I say about you?


Plss reply the answer to this in the comment section :)
happy commenting!!

Dreams, Smiles and To Do List

I had been looking for flight tickets in net for 10th Dec to B'lore... but now I have changed my plan I’m planning to postpone my trip to 23rd Dec so that I can enjoy Christmas and New year in B’lore.. I hope my plan works out.. I am so looking forward to it. In my dream also I see B’lore, house party at my place.. and so much gup shup with my friends in B’lore.. I see Doctor removing my plaster and I’m screaming.. m damn scared with the plaster cutting machine, it freaks hell out of me. first of all the machine vibrates so much and then it makes so much sound and then the blunt blade use to cut plaster gets heated up which I feel it at times... :( but then my plaster will be out and I’ll be able to have bath easily.. Meanwhile I wrap my leg in towel and then in plastic cover and then tie it with a rope so that water doesn’t get inside my plaster..its been around 5 mths with the same plaster and no itching prob yet :)

Another thing that comes in my mind when I think of B'lore is – going to that Loser’s house and slap him.. ahh my hands itching to slap him.. it’ll be fun.. I have to practice to put serious face when I see him.. if I smile at him, everything will be screwed. I’m bad at putting serious face.. :|

Yesterday I felt like going to temple. I called my bro and asked me if he can drive me to temple in our khatara Jeep. To my surprised he agreed. I dragged my sister along with me as I was scared to walk alone in crowd cause of my leg thingi..Since It was Purnima, temple was full of visitors. As I live in a small town, most of the localities know me. They were happy as well as shocked to see me in public. but as a whole it was fun. I was there in temple for ten mins. It was surrounded with Diyas, made me feel like Diwali again. Post Diwali effect lol.
When I came back home Buddy welcomed me.. she acted as If I was meeting her after ages..

My to do list

• Yet to watch Golmaal returns

• Yet to study

• Yet to increase my water intake

• Yet to Confirm my air tickets

• Complete M.B. that I’ve been reading since 3 months.. m such a slow reader and lazy dumb.

• To exercise, shit I have to reduce my tummy before I go to B'lore.

~~~ listening to O Humdum Suniyore from Saathiya.. ~~~

Bloggers to Friends Ka Safar

You can call it god’s blessing when you are so upset and then you find friends to talk to.. whose every expression makes you smile.. Recently I added Peter and Mads in my messenger list and we have fun chatting in yahoo conference and watching each other expressions in web cam.. I swear its fun. I never knew I smiles so much (Rakhi sawant, lols). I realised when I check myself on my cam, to my surprise, most of the time I see myself smiling with my 32 teeth out ;)

DEDICATING A POEM TO MAD AND PETER.. YOU GUYS ROCK.

Every day at ten o clock,

I keep my fingers crossed

I wait for peter and mad, both angel and devil,

Who is who .. upto you guys to decide

I’m so on and off,

So happy so cool and yet disturbed

I look at Mads expression,

I laugh at her at dancing smileys, her ultimate creation,

I turn to peter; I wish he holds the pose,

Just for me, come on once more..

The two hours flies by..

I forgot, I have to read some blog and yet to reply.

With no regrets in my heart though,

I thanks to god for a better day.. Better friend, a better show.

I close my eyes to sleep, with a smiling face,

Suddenly I remember Rd, I've to call him yet.

Surprise!!!!!

I’ve five awards to give.. the award is called BLOGER TO FRIEND AWARD..

First name obviously is Aevi.. my first blog friend whom I started chatting. He always reminds me of a book called Kite Runner, yeah I think that how we started commenting on each other’s post.

Secondly Harshita.. She is an angel!! (Though she might be in training, if she is good mood she might reply my ping or comment on my blog :) )

Rushabh – he is so on and off these days.. he’s having hard time.. I hope he get over with it soon.

And last but not the least Peter and Mads .. love you guys!!! You guys rock!! Dancing smiley for you guys .. I don’t know the code. Lol m sure Madsi knows it all.

Cheers!!