Attachments

At times we get so attach to something or someone that they become our daily routine. A day without those things or people seems so different as well as difficult.

I m so used to talking on phone with RD before sleeping. Once he didn’t call me before sleeping and when I called him to find out why hadn’t he called I got to know he had already slept. I couldn’t sleep that night and following day I missed him badly and was waiting for his call :(

It also happens that we get so used to people in our daily life that when they are not there we still hear their voice. When I left home to study in hostel, for some days I heard some voice calling me and it sounded like my mom. Not sure what it was how it happen whether it was myth... such things happens every now and then.

At times I get so attached to things near me that I can’t resist any change in them.. eg the aquarium I had when I used to stay in pg. Once a fish died. I didn’t like the missing body so the next day I bought similar fish which filled up the vacancy. I know in real life we can’t make such replacement. Things changes and the things that we are attached to, draws some memories.
Listening to Little girl by Enrique.................

Time and words

Ma.. sit beside me I don’t like to eat alone.. Ma replies - I have loads of other work to do..
I sometime imagine will I respond the same way to my kids in future?? I guess not. 2 mins is not a big deal if that can append smile on a face. After all time and words are the most treasured things we have and that we can share.
Listening to Here without you by 3 Doors Down..........

Random Thoughts

Ahh everyone has the same opinion with the relationship of study and sleep. I’m glad. If it’s practical its ok but if its theory my eyes drops. Btw last time when I was trying to study I ended up dreaming about lots of other things than studying (I got drunk with the thoughts lol)

A fact >>

My granddad is +85 and still he doesn’t have white hair in his head however my dad does already :)

Btw since many days grand dad (we call him baba) is not keeping well. He has serious cough and cold. He is taking medicines as suggested by doctor but those things keep him sleeping all day long :( he hasn’t been eating well. We all so worried. Hope he gets well soon. Mom too hasn’t keep going out of house much cause of baba’s condition.

September is a month of birthdays.. I have so many friends whose B’Day falls in September and even does RD ;) October feels like festival month to be may be cause of Durga Puja. I hate crowded place other than Disc and concert :) I mean if you go to see puja its so much of dhakam dhakka. You can’t even pray peacefully. It’s not like you going to do puja I guess only the art work matters and its beautiful :) when we were kids we used to go to see Puja in Siliguri, west Bengal (two hours from my hometown) once my sis got lost in the crowd and later we found her lol. It used to be fun to go to such places where we were kids. Now we don’t like to go there much. We prefer to celebrate puja at home. Since baba stays with us we can’t even leave him and go. It feels bad. It was different when we had joint family. Not any more.

P.S listening to Koi Fariyad from Tum Bin..

Daily Dose

Every morning I think I’ll sit down to study for at least an hour... but as I sit down all joshed up .. I land up saying “SLEEP IS COMING” !!! Seriously I don’t know what the relationship of studies and sleep is. I understand that if we do something with boredom sleep will come but this time I really wanted to study and still I couldn’t cope up. It also happens when I sit down to read novel I start yawning and with my eyes watering!! Normally either I end up sleeping or I exceed the time of sleep and read novel till late night and then I feel proud of myself I read so many pages!!! Lol I know sounds so kiddish but that’s how I’m.

Yesterday was my bro’s birthday, waited for dad to come so that bro could cut the cake.. the cake was yum, the camera didn’t work.. (time aane per kuch kaam nahi karta) any ways we had awesome time as mom made Pau Bhaji for dinner. Today she is making Palak ki sabji, I don’t mind any green vegetables. 

My sister and mom keep talking about my skin but I seriously can’t help it. I have kept so many reminders and even mentioned in my POST IT about drinking water but I forget every time. Hardly drink 2 glasses of water and that too is big time achievement, seriously. I know drinking less water might cause many problems like constipation and pimples and blah blah... but aadat se majbur. I don’t mind drinking water if anybody reminds me but who had so much of time!! *_*

A cousin of mine came to meet me yesterday. He must be around 19 or so. He gave up his studies because his father is not keeping well and he has to work to earn the living.  He drives. I felt so bad for him. I advised him to study correspondence (distance learning) and at least attain a bachelor degree. He said he does not have time to study and more over he is not so brainy who will study a week and manage to pass exams. I was gobsmacked. He is not from my town moreover or I would have helped him in studies...

.....Listening to Time of your life by Greenday....

**Awards**

THIS AWARD GOES OUT TO PETER, ABHINAV (MY FIRST BLOG FREN), AND MIA..

WHEN I FIRST TIME SAW THIS PIC IT REMINDED ME OF PETER. U GUYS SIMPLY ROCK!!!

THE AWARD OF THOUGHTFUL BLOGGER GOES TO HARSHITA, SNEHA AND GAURAV.. THEIR COMMENTS AND POST KEEPS ME THINKING..

LOVE U ALL

P.S. - Listening to Killing Me Softly by Robert Flack

RAMBLING THOUGHTS

Three mails unanswered.. She's bored but she waits. The sent mails are yawning but still waiting for him to reply. He says it’s not him, he doesn't reply to every mail but each mail of hers makes him happy, he can't reply to all of them but the fact is he doesn't even call too to cover up. A week later she gets a mail from him...

“I've nothing to say, eliminate my id from your contact list.”

 She is shocked, she is so heartbroken...

 

P.S. Listening to Colour blind by Darius Danesh

Tagging Zubin

Tagging zubin for the desktop story... lets see how it works with u

related link

http://nidhimangal.blogspot.com/2008/09/tag-desktop-story.html

A plant yet to water

I was reading Harshita’s Post on single wish... I have thinking on similar issue for long time but it knocked out of my head to put it in words.. Well I was thinking about child adoption. Haven’t surveyed the numbers yet but I think there are more number of orphan children than childless mother. Those children too have wishes and dreams like us. They wait for someone to adopt them so that their dreams come true, dream to have parents, a dream to call someone to call Ma and Papa and a dream to be pampered.

In India, the want of son from each family still exists. I don’t know why every family want son in order to carry on their family tree. Why own blood is needed. If a son is adopted can’t he carry on the family tree? If each family in the country wants son who will adopt the orphan child and how will this dream come true?? Why can’t we stop being selfish once and help the helpless ones??

My neighbour has 5 daughters in want of a son... and still no son. I  wish instead of going through so much of labour pain so many times couldn’t she adopt a kid?? Ya the same issue comes in mind that there will be differentiations somewhere somehow.

 I thought about it. I concluded that I can have one kid delivered and one kid adopted but a friend of mine said there will be some difference in future which I can’t think of now. Don’t know how it works. I don’t mind giving up idea of having my own child cause I feel sad for destroying life of who is already born than who is not yet born.

I know it is blissful to be a mother, too see a new life out of owns body, to see similar features as you in the child. It’s incredible... But its heart breaking to imagine dreamy eyes of a helpless orphan.

As Harshita puts it Why is it compulsory to get married if you want to adopt a kid?","What is shameful about it?? I too think there is nothing wrong in this idea and it is far more practical. Don’t know why society takes it other ways.. na khud kuch karte hain na hame kuch karne dete hain..When we talk about these idea our family thinks we are bonkers or they reply why do you bother?? Well hello if we don’t bother who else will??

As Arv commented on Harshita’s post - When you hold a baby in your hands and raise it every day, does it really matter whether the kid was adopted? --- I thought comes to my find. . . if I buy a flowering plant from a market and germinate it in my garden will I look back later and think that it was once in market and now it’s in my garden?? Well I will only think it’s my flowering plant, I have watered it and raised it so I m the sole owner and it’s my plant!!

Tag -- Desktop Story

For the first time I am going to tag some bloggers... Well well well this is about Desktop story.. Here is mine...

(Click the pic to have better view)

It consist of a folder called post where I save all my mailed to be posted and also my drafted comments or new post to blog. It also has net shortcuts to connect net as I m using dial up connection. Poor Nepal, Poor me!!! But thank God at least I have it. Something is always better than nothing :)

Other common things consists shortcut to Recycle Bin and short cut to web cam.

The wallpaper is a picture of my friends, Shally and her sister Shreya.  My wallpaper keeps changing every now and again, most of the time it comprises of personal picture of my friends or family or me.

I try to keep least icons possible in my desktop as I heard that more the numbers of icons on desktop it’ll slow down the system. Fewer icons give a enhanced view to my wallpaper too :)

I have a short cut of Google Chrome. A friend of mine told me about Google’s very own explorer and said it’s faster. M sure gonna try it out. But Alas!! the net speed here is pathetic, max 21 kbps. Lets c if it works.

 Personally tagging Rd, Harshita, Sneha, Trinaa, Peter, Mia, Abhinav and Gaurav.

 

 

**SiMpLy RoCkEd**

My school friends, Narshim and Nabin came to meet me. I met Narshim after 6 years and Nabin after I think 4 yrs. Narshim looks as he was 6 years back. No change just that he grew taller and Nabin was looking more matured for a change. We spoke a lot about our school. It was fun... felt like back to school. They teased me for my short skirt uniform. Nabin said I completely looked different but Narshim felt I was same.

Finally I manage to get the DVD of Rock on. I had asked Narshim to get it for me. After they left I informed my sister about the most awaited DVD of rock on. We settled down to watch it in our system. Sis asked bro to join for the movie but he is one of them who prefers to watch movie alone :(

Any ways we started predicting that the movie will be a mixture of Dil Chahta Hai and Jhankar Beats :) After watching the movie I felt our prediction was somewhat true.

In my wish list one (click here to view)

I had mentioned about attending a concert, after watching this movie the hunger to attend a concert is settled down to 50% :) since then I’m enjoying the songs more, may because it makes more sense now. I’m completely glued to the song but I know the weakness in me says not to listen to a song repeatedly for the reason that I get saturated very easily.

Talking about concerts I love to attend rock concert. I like the band of Christ College in Bangalore. They rock. With a tied hair, Gangi and Converse Shoes I used to be all pepped to attend any rock concert in Bangalore. More than the experienced rock band I like the fresher’s of intra college rock concert. Every one listens to the famous singers but there are few who listen to fresher’s and encourage them... Reminds me about the TV shows for Indian talent, let it be singing or dancing. There are so many of them. Especially Saturday and Sunday Sony Channel and Star TV are busy broadcasting Indian Talent.

St. Mark’s Road Barista in Bangalore is eminent for the unplugged every alternate Friday. I don’t know if they still carry on the unplug thingie. I and RD once dragged our friends Shally and Anmol to perform something. They both finally agreed to sing and play guitar. It’s amazing; so many people are blessed with wonderful talent. My sister is blessed with painting skills, my bro sketches well, plays guitar, my dad and mom sings well too. Alas I didn’t inherit any of these talents from them. But I guess I can give shapes to my thoughts which is a talent in itself. Not all has it so all you bloggers are talented as well so smile. Let’s party. Cheers!!

P.S. Listening to Sinbad, The Sailor from Rock On

Pasta days..

Oh I forgot to mention RD’s mom sent Pasta for me. She makes Yumm Pasta and I love Pasta. I had it twice in lunch and tea time that day.

My mom doesn’t like pasta. She hates to try anything new. There are some people who do not like to try new things. Ahh i keep saying mom to try new taste, if she won’t try how will she know she will like it or not.

Before she would not eat any other noodles than Maggie. She used to hate the smell of Wai Wai but recently she got this bhoot to having Wai Wai. She doesn’t like Maggie any more; It was a remarkable change in her. But still she wouldn’t try out pasta. I wish I could take her to my much-loved restaurant, ‘Cafe Y’ in Bangalore for pasta. They serve delicious pasta. You can even make your own pasta, as in, you can customise the pasta you want. Can you ask them what sauce you want with which vegetables to include.. Yumm.. My mouth is already watering. BTW I prefer pasta in white sauce rather than red.

Another great place that serves pasta and sizzlers is Casa Picola. Rd and I used to go that place quite often for a date (Nidzzzz blushing shy shy ;) )

A friend of mine used to put it this way – SHY IS COMING, (Sharam aarahi hai) From that time we got used to this phrase – shy is coming, horny is coming. .. lol sounds hilarious and disgusting too, I know....

P.S. Listening to Get Up Stand Up by Bob Marley