FEED YOUR FAITH AND DOUBT WILL STARVE TO DEATH!

--Anonymous

Questionnare for the year!

Wanted to post this , in the beginning of the year, But as the old adage goes:"better late than never".

1. What did you do in 2007 that you’d never done before ?
The things I buy/wear, my utility/fone bills.. and even my school fees..all come from my pocket! I have never done this bfore :).. feel good factor

2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I never really made any big time resolutions..bt im sure, im a better than bfore..that includes my weight as well :P

3. Did anyone close to you give birth?
nopes! bt my roomie[closest/nearest to me] would soon give birth

4. Did anyone close to you die?
no..thankfully!

5. What countries did you visit?
none.. just US, other than my native land

6. What would you like to have in 2008 that you lacked in 2007?If I asked for it, would I get it?
Drivers license :P

7. What dates from 2007 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
couple of them... they remain etched...cos they deserve to be :)

8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
refer to Q1,and I finally have overcome few fears!

9. What was your biggest failure?
none so big!

10. Did you suffer illness or injury?
none @ all... inshallah!

11. What was the best thing you bought?
hmm.. for my cousins... 2 good books:) and for myself...none so far.. maybe...maybeee.. something/someone is in store for the future :)

12. Whose behavior merited celebration? -skip

13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
-yyawwnn-skip again

14. Where did most of your money go?
refer Q1 :P

15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?
my trip to Tennessee, and d first time i tried bungee jumping.

16. What song will always remind you of 2007?
happy days-oh my friend[telugu]
nickel back-English
Tum se hi- Hindi

17. Compared to this time last year, are you: (a) happier or sadder? (b) thinner or fatter? (c) richer or poorer?
oh yes...definitely happier/richer/..and s... fatter too

18. What do you wish you’d done more of?
hardwork & work out

19. What do you wish you’d done less of?
none..probaly intake of calories... goddd... Am I being too conscious or wat?...[*sighs*]

20. How did you spend Christmas?
a friends xmas party...had loads of indian food![yummmmmy]

21. Did you fall in love in 2007?
No....err...I dont know.. i dont think so! :P[I guess this will be my reply..always, not just this year]

22. What was your favorite TV program? none

23. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?
none

24. What was the best book you read? I strtd rding 3 books, yet to cmplete..

25. What was your greatest musical discovery?
a few collection of old songs of mine, ...the greatest yet to come

26. What did you want and get?
i donno, the 'want' or 'get' part, but I was given what i needed, and im thankful &contended!

27. What did you want and not get?
same as above!

28. What was your favorite film of this year?
HAPPY DAYS! & Pursuit of happiness

29. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
I turned 22.. and i actually dint have a proper lunch/dinner.. nt a gr8 day though.. but i was happy with my bday surprise gifts n wishes frm ppl whom i did not expect:)

30. What one thing made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
my space & freedom..cheers!

31. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2007?
simple yet chic!

32. What kept you sane?
my habits:)

33. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
none...!

34. What political issue stirred you the most?
bhutto assasination

35. Who did you miss?
list is big!!!

36. Who was the best new person you met?
best..hmm.... 2 of them:)

37. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2007.
If there is a problem, solution[s] exist too, So,be bold and be patient

38. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.
Who can say where the road goes, Where the day flows?
Only time...

And who can say if your love grows, As your heart chose?
Only time...

P.S: the song which runs as soon as my blog opens:)

Reality Bites...!!

Prologue:

The title is what this is all about!

Read on:

Half past eight at night, a moonlit lawn, dinner tables with candle lights, melodious love songs playing in the background, a sweet-scented cool breeze drifting across the gardens; what could be more romantic for a newly married couple? Abhirami and I had got married three weeks back, after we had been engaged for a mere twenty days. It was a routine for us to dine out every Saturday night since the day we had got engaged.

1
My parents had found Abhirami through an online matrimony and had chosen her after scanning many profiles. Incidentally, she worked in the same company as I did. An MBA grad just out of college, she worked as an Associate Manager in HR and had joined our company three months before I first met her in her house.The first encounter was a good one though. Our parents gave about an hour's time in private to get to know each other and for me, it was more like an HR round of some walk-in interview; she had bombarded me with so many questions! The only question I got to ask was an initial "Hi?" after which, she took over the scene and spoke so many things about her in less than fifteen minutes, not only was it difficult for me to digest all of what she said, but also it did not leave me anymore questions to be asked; I just kept answering to whatever she asked me. In any case, I was not much keen on trying to find out anything about her, for I had already agreed on everything even before going to their house. My decision of saying yes was because of only one reason - to keep my parents happy, at least this time.


2
The day after our engagement, we met at a shopping mall and as we strolled around we chit-chatted while window-shopping at the same time. 'Paapu' was her pet name at home and I too preferred calling her like that, not only because I felt she was a little kiddish, but also since she was almost four years younger than me.
"Hey paapu, we havent even got three weeks for our marriage, you know", I said.
"Yeah and I'm telling you now itself, go and live your life to its fullest, do whatever you want in these days and be done with your bachelorhood. I bet you'll repent later for having lost your freedom", she chuckled, paused and then asked with eyes wide open, "Why? Are you scared?"
"Naah! I'm all ready for it, you know. But it's all happening so quickly and you know I was just wondering how you could agree for all this so fast!"
"Abhinav!" she used to call me by name, "when my parents told me that someone was interested to take me as his wife, in a way I felt easy that that someone worked in the same company as I did. So I dug out some basic information about you, 'you know' and I had a peep into your website..."
"That's not my website; it's my blog!" I was really passionate about it, even the calling.
"Blog or whatever. Anything which opens in that 'e'-Internet Explorer is a website for me." It's a little difficult to explain such things to technically-non-sense people and hence I preferred not to interrupt her. "Ok ok! You were telling something, please continue."
"Ya. Then I saw your web..blog, went through all that you had written, came to know quite a few things about you and was really impressed on your ability to churn up so many words."
"Whaaaaaaat?" I was flabbergasted. "You fell for a guy just by seeing some bullshit he has written for someone else?"
"Whoa! That's not it. There's something else too. But hey, why the hell do you think that what you write is crap? Believe me, the only way in this whole wide world to express your feelings to a girl like me is by words and not roses or chocolates! Words are forever my dear and I very well know that whatever you wrote over there came out straight from your heart. Those words were good enough to prove to me that you had a clean heart. I just tried putting myself in place of the one for whom you wrote all that stuff and trust me, I could really feel that all of it was written for me. All it took for me was a little trying; was kind of a mental preparation for me to be your wife. By the way, who said you write junk? Tell me and I know how to deal with them", she gave the look of a girl child playing teacher-teacher.
"Trying to take undue advantage of your authority, eh?" I tried pulling her leg.
"Well, then I don't know what you're gonna do if I told you that I had talked to all of your team members two weeks ago."
"What? Oh my god! Now I know what that 'Meet-Your-HR' was for. I did want to know why project managers were not invited, but then, my team mates said it was just an informal meet to discuss some of their problems..."
"I made it look like that", she winked with an evil smile, "and actually due to that, I came to know what others around you think of you - professionally as well as personally! Their opinions just added on to my reasons; I had to rely on others opinion you see, I never even knew that such a creature had existed for me. So there was no question of having my opinion about you", she smiled again. I felt I heard somebody laughing at me and someone else yelling from behind, "Dude, you are dead meat now. She's gonna be watching you 24/7." But whatever it was, I felt that maybe, in Abhirami, I am finding my lost love.

"Hey paapu, tell me one thing. Didnt you have any boyfriends ever?" I'd never gotten a chance to ask that. "I did. Four, till date."
"Whoa! Then how come you didnt think of getting along with any of them for life?"
"Na na!" She made faces, "They were really good boyfriends; but none too good for a hubby material. Each of them always thought of taking me out, going out to movies, parks and shopping and at some point of time secretly thinking of laying me down! But dont you worry. I'm still a virgin."
"Ha ha! No, I don't really mind. But don't you feel guilty that you ditched four good guys?"
"You know one thing dear. Not all boyfriends make good husbands and not all girlfriends make good wives. By the way, I did not ditch any of them. They simply went away; some butterflies and some cowards. But, what about you? You never told me who that girl was?"
"Hey look! This shop says flat 50% off on all type of clothes. Wanna try out?" I asked her. "You bet! Chalo, let's go inside." She pulled me in. It's so easy to divert a woman's mind I thought and felt glad about the experience I had gained!



3
Three weeks after our marriage, on yet another Saturday night, we had gone to yet another restaurant. This was a newly opened garden restaurant on top of a hillock and was not known by many. With candle-lit dinner tables in an open garden and a soft cool breeze drifting across, it was the perfect getaway for families as well as couples on any night of the week. Abhirami and I took a table in the far corner; not that nobody should disturb us, but because I did not want anybody else to get disturbed by our, I mean Abhirami's, talking.

A few moments after we settled down, while we still hadnt thought about ordering anything, a very cute little boy, maybe not even two years old, toddled towards our table. "Cho chweet!" Abhirami exclaimed and turned sideward to pick him up. She was very fond of small kids and always coquetted that she wanted at least a dozen of them from me! Before she even stretched her hands, a female voice started calling out, "Partha, Partha, come here. Come here dear." The name Partha struck something in me. But what was more unsettling was the woman who called out. She came near our table and while she picked him up and said, "He's become very naughty these days. Keeps running away all the..." she saw my face; words got stuck in her throat. She turned to see where her husband was. He was already seated at a nearby table. "Very sweet child!" Abhirami said to her, but she did not listen. She simply went to her table and sat down. My mind was totally fazed out.Abhirami turned towards me. She could easily sense that I was unnerved. "Somethings wrong? What happened dear?"
"No, nothing. Paapu can we go to some other place? I'm not finding the ambience as good as people told about it."
"What? I am not budging from this chair until we are done for this evening. Abhinav, I'm sure it's about something else. Come on tell me what it is." The first time I tried lying to her and I was caught so easily. I knew I had no option but to give away.
"You always wanted to know who my first love was, isnt it? That's her - Poorvi; the lady who picked up the kid just now." Abhirami turned back to see Poorvi seated diagonally opposite to us and facing our table. "Paapu, please, dont look at someone like that." "Oh! Come on, shes not any someone. Let me see what's so special about her that made you go head over heels."
"You can never see it from the outside." I said lowering my voice.

She turned back. "Abhinav, I always felt there was something really heavy that you carried all the time. It's probably because you have never got anybody to share it with or never thought of letting it out. Listen to me. Tell me about it right now. I am sure it will definitely make you feel lighter. Trust me." She held my hand. I did trust her. I too felt that there was no point in keeping it inside anymore.

"Paapu, she was my college mate; we first met during our college fest in the second year. After that, we met often; sometimes by chance and many a times on purpose, and as we kept meeting, our friendship grew. By the time we reached the final year, we both knew it was something more than friendship that we had in mind. Never in my life had I felt so good about any girl. I started to miss her when she did not meet me or call me on some day. You know it's like, we miss only those whom we never want to miss. With Poorvi around, I felt I had found something that I had always been missing in my life. On one fine day, in our college campus itself, I proposed to her. She too accepted with a beautiful smile. I felt I was the luckiest person in the whole world.

"We both had been selected for the same company in a campus interview during our sixth semester itself and so, even before we got out of college, we had started dreaming about settling down in our lives, so much that we had even planned to name our kid 'Partha' if it was a boy and 'Punya' if it happened to be a girl!"
"Wow! I'm kinda liking this." Abhirami's eyes were gleaming.
"Unfortunately, the second half isnt as good. After we got into our jobs, almost everyone except her parents had come to know about us. I too had told my parents that if at all I marry, I will marry only this girl. They were down emotionally and against me for some days but then they understood how much she meant to me and later whole-heartedly accepted her. From then on, she even used to attend every family function of ours. My parents had also agreed to talk to her parents regarding this.

"But before they did that, on one fine day, when Poorvi had been to her native, she told everything to her parents. That was when tragedy struck. For her parents who were very much conservative, their only daughter's love-marriage was the biggest insult they could suffer in the family. Giving a petty reason that the horoscopes do not match, although there was no problem of caste or community, they simply said no to it and put some guy's photo in front of her and forced her to marry him. When Poorvi resisted, her father suffered a cardiac arrest. I do not know if he acted so, but the doctor is supposed to have said to her that one more such attack and she may lose her father. Hearing this, her mother too sentimentally blackmailed her and all that Poorvi could do was succumb to the situation. She left me stranded but I still dont blame her; I had been with her for not even five years but her parents were there for her right from the start. I still remember her last words - 'I am really very sorry'. She even quit the company before completing two years and did not wish to continue as a friend either. So I never tried to contact her after that.

"I went into solitude for one and a half years, searching for a bit of joy all the time. But in the last four to five months, things at my home reached crisis. Both my parents became more depressed than I was and started to lose their health. This time, I had to surrender to the pressure. Finally I said I would marry any girl that they would put in front of me and then." my tone was heavy as I finished my story, "you know what happened."

Abhirami's eyes were fixed. After a moment, she sat next to me, held my hand tightly and rested her head on my shoulder. For the first time ever I felt Abhirami's hug was different. I could feel her silence telling me something, Abhinav, promise me that you'll never leave me. I need you more than anybody else in this world. My heart understood what her silence spoke. I realized that I had to be the one in her life and that all she wanted was a little love in return for everything of hers. I looked into her eyes; my eyes made the promise. Finally she spoke. With an aching voice, she just said, "I love you Abhinav. Let's go home." We got up. Abhirami remained clung to me like a small child holding its mother. I put my arms around her shoulder and started walking.

As I walked past Poorvi, I saw her eyes. There was regret in them. I just wished that she would bury it all.

Epilogue:

They say 'Marriages are made in heaven'. Made or not, I do not know, but one thing is for sure - the one whom you are going to marry, would have already been decided by The One above. No matter how many crushes you have in your life, no matter how many infatuations you go through and no matter how much you try to get into a relationship with someone, you're going to marry the only one you're destined to. If that 'one' happens to be the one you're already in love with, then you sure are lucky, or else, better luck next time!

P.S: I don't really need to find a big reason to write this in my blog,
Just when u feel things are going according to the way u plan...expect the unexpected,
Just when u feel life is a bed of roses,we realise that roses have thorns too! ..

and YES... "Reality BITES...rather StinGssssss!!

Over & Out!

Inane Ramblings: Evaluations

Inane Ramblings: Evaluations

" I DO"...

Some mails/forwards really make sense...one among which is right in front of u... thanks to my pal for forwarding this mail to me.. i hope you all will like it as much as I like it.

READ ON......
When it comes to making the decision about choosing a life partner, no one wants to make a mistake.
Yet, with a divorce rate of close to 50 percent (in USA), it appears that many are making serious mistakes in their approach to finding Mr./Ms. Right!
Choosing a life partner should be based on love.
Though this may sound not politically correct, there's a profound truth here. Love is the basis for getting married. Rather, love is the result of a good marriage.
When the other ingredients are right, then the love will come.
Let me say it again You CAN build a lifetime relationship on love alone. You need a lot more. Here are 5 questions you must ask yourself if you're serious about finding & keeping a life partner.

QUESTION #1
Do we share a common life purpose?

Why is this so important? Let me put it this way: If you're married for 20 or 30 years, that's a long time to live with someone. What do you plan to do with each other all that time? Travel, eat & jog together? You need to share something deeper & more meaningful. You need a common life purpose. Two things can happen in a marriage. You can grow together, or you can grow apart. 50 percent of the people out there are growing apart. To make a marriage work, you need to know what you want out of life - bottom line - & marry someone who wants the same thing.

QUESTION #2
Do I feel safe expressing my feelings & thoughts with this person?

This question goes to the core of the quality of your relationship. Feeling safe means you can communicate openly with this person. The basis of having good communication is trust- i.e. trust that I won't get "punished" or hurt for expressing my honest thoughts & feelings. A colleague of mine defines an abusive person as someone with whom you feel afraid to express your thoughts & feelings. Be honest with yourself on this one. Make sure you feel emotionally safe with the person you plan to marry.

QUESTION #3
Is he/she a mensch? A mensch is someone who is a refined & sensitive person.

How can you test?
Here are some suggestions. Do they work on personal growth on a regular basis?
Are they serious about improving themselves? A teacher of mine defines a good person as "someone who is always striving to be good & do the right thing."
So ask about your significant other What do they do with their time? Is this person materialistic? Usually a materialistic person is not someone whose top priority is character refinement.
There are essentially two types of people in the world: People who are dedicated to personal growth & people who are dedicated to seeking comfort. Someone whose goal in life is to be comfortable will put personal comfort ahead of doing the right thing. You need to know that before walking down the aisle.

QUESTION #4
How does he/she treat other people?

The one most important thing that makes any relationship work is the ability to give. [i love the previous line btw...]By giving, we mean the ability to give another person pleasure. Ask: Is this someone who enjoys giving pleasure to others or are they wrapped up in themselves & self-absorbed? To measure this, think about the following: How do they treat people whom they do not have to be nice to, such as waiters, bus boys, taxi drivers, etc. How do they treat parents & siblings? Do they have gratitude & appreciation?
If they don't have gratitude for the people who have given them everything, you cannot expect that they'll have gratitude for you-who can't do nearly as much for them!
Do they gossip & speak badly about others? Someone who gossips cannot be someone who loves others. You can be sure that someone who treats others poorly, will eventually treat you poorly as well.

QUESTION #5
Is there anything I'm hoping to change about this person after we're married?

Too many people make the mistake of marrying someone with the intention of trying to "improve" them after they're married. As a colleague of mine puts it, "You can probably expect someone to change after marriage .. for the worse!" If you cannot fully accept this person the way they are now, then you are not ready to marry them.

Falling in love is a great feeling, but when you wake up with a ring on your finger, you don't want to find yourself in trouble because you didn't do your homework. .........

So do your homework well.. and MAY U have THE BEST LIFE PARTNER !!!!!!!

The Sound Of SILENCE...

Ever heard ur own heartbeat?
Ever heard how fast/slow u breathe?
hmm.. did u know silence speaks...
Even i dint..not until few months back!
Well..my motive behind this post is NOT to show what silence looks like.... NOT to say to takeup a vow of mounavratam for a day or two
BUT
in any given normal day... assuming every1 has smthng useful to do [:P]
just take a few minutes off, to sense whats 'actually' happening around you..
just move away from d Pc/laptop [if u have one...]
just 'listen' to things around you... initially one may hear 'crap'...seriously!
but just filter the things u dnt require...and 'listen' to urself..
one may hear to things which one has'nt heard before..
U hear ur very own PC sounds inside the system...
U hear to paper fluttering sound when the fan/AC is on..
U hear the clock tick..
U hear [mayb] a plane up in the sky..
Prayyyy.. u dnt end up hearing some1 fart..:P:P ...lol...sorry to disrupt the flow..
Where was I..U hear the wind slighlty blow..
Even while listening to music,,in any particular song try focussing on anyone instrument tht plays in tht song...so balanced and synchronised!
Trust me the best thing to hear would be ur heart beat so rhythmically...Dnt u want to immidiately appreciate...the whole point of creation & Existence..
When it comes to appreciation...i wanna include the tamil movie i saw recently..named "MOZHI"
just one word "brilliant story"...and ofcos...amazing performances by PruthviRaj,Prakash Raj, Jo[Jyothika] & Swarnamaalya!
The hero[karthik],his frd[Vijji] are two musicians,wrking in the film industry,one day happen to shift to a new home...and d hero happens to c Jo[archana] and instantly likes her[ now pls...no Questions on this concept of instant love... even i get peeved off :D]
He tries talking to her many a times,but never gets a reply...reply tho dhoor ki baath hain...she does not even say a 'hi' or 'hello'.... In the process of getting to know her...he comes to know that archana is both hearing & speaking impaired.
Thr story mainly deals with how the hero[a musician] tries his best to win Archana[a girl who doesnt even know the meaning of sound/noise/music]... by learning sign language frm Archana's frd[played by swarnamalya] and also with the help of Prakash Raj.
There r some amazing scenes in the movie where the hero tries to explain what 'music is like' to archana.. where in he succeeds in making her feel the music...but not in making her feel his love...
He goes to the extent of walking on the road with his ears stuffed with cotton...just to experience how the world will look with the mute button "on"!!...he wanted to see how 'archana's world looks like'....awww man...so much for love...!! :O
Wonder what is it like!?
anyways... all i have to say is... "people watch it!!".. even for non tamil fellas "better watch" ...otherwise u really miss smthng!
Realising the fact that...there lies beauty in everything...even in silence... is an amazing feeling...DO NOT miss out on tht!
Over & out here!

'M'...........

Yup...a reason to celebrate....[rather write one more blog]...the reason being..the number of visitors to my blog touched 1000... well.. it does build my confidence though... [wonder how many 'actually' read it]!

I am three persons: The person others think I am;The person I think I am; the person God knows I am.
The first one...really not bothered!...
The second ...eventually leads to the third!!

Well.. The blog what u r reading now...is an amalagamation of the three persons.

Finally to conclude...a modest 'thankyou' to all of u, who have taken out ur time to read & comment in my blog! Keep checking ...more to come! :) :)

P.S : If u guys r wondering y is the title of the post named "M"... dnt think much... it's just a roman numeral for the number '1000'!!...[ i knw...nt much creative... but ...cant help it...no one is born gr8!...rt?]

ChoicE <=> DestinY

Well... The picture above must have come into everyone's mind/heart at one point of time or the other. It says that u r having trouble in making a choice...it shows that u r in a dilemma! It makes u realize that choosing something which was easier before...no more looked simple and easy...instead looked tricky,complicated,scary,unsure[...add on every other adjective...DAMN!]. MAKING A CHOICE BECOMES COMPLICATED IF ONE HAS TOOO LITTLE TO CHOOSE OR TOO MUCH TO CHOOSE! QUITE TRUE...A'INT IT??
hmmmmm... every other person.. must have been in these shoes... fortunately for some people; being in these shoes doesnt last long... and for the other few... this becomes a habit/a routine! now the next question that pops up is:" are they always having trouble to choose cos they 'do not know' what they want [or] is it because they 'do not make the right choice'.."
I contemplated on this for quite long too... With my little brain and so called sensibility I possess, I have come to a conclusion that [ oh .. however ... everything is subjected to change :P] :
"Every choice u make,u r building a whole new algorithm for urself!"
and for the algorithm to work, u need to build the next steps..

Trust me ppl...there is no such thing as 'right' or 'wrong'...
Any choice u make.. just give it ur best shot.. and it should work in ur favour!!
The secret for every task to work is to give ur best shot...and nuthing less than the best!
After all , U r the architect of ur own future!
I also wanna include my all time favourite line:
"Everyhting will be fine at the end....iff it is NOT fine...it is NOT THE END!"
Hopefully...from now on ...making a choice is no more difficult!

Journey from a white canvas to a beautiful painting!

what can u see in the above pic?

A plain white sheet ........ a white canvas ......
Yes... that's what each one of us are... in the beginning of our lives.. the stage where we know nothing...
we know neither :
right or wrong / virtue or vice / good or bad / joy or sorrow

A Plain / clean / simple mind, heart,body and soul.....!!

From there begins the real journey.... the journey, which goes on for eternity... the journey to the materialistic world .. the journey from joy to sorrow and back to joy again... the journey from day to night endlessly... all the way... and all over again.....
The journey where we see... seemingly [im]possible stuff .. the extremely good and extremely bad stuff.. The cycle moves on infinitely and one day.......it stops!!
unfortunately or fortunately none of us ever know when the journey "actually" starts and "actually" stops....
most of us are caught in this seemingly endless mire...
and the only way to survive is to go through alllll of this!!
In Charles Darwin's words : ' SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST '
Yes... the strong ones survive... and the not-so-strong ones.. struggle!!
This IS the way of life...!!
But is this fair?? ..... I still wonder .... No amount of contemplation and retrospection has given me an answer ...except this one statement...
"The supreme being has his own way of teaching how to live life to every being he creates..." and its in his will ...i fully trust!
Here I take leave, continuing my journey to make my canvas into a painting which makes sense......

yes... i'm back

well...the title says it all...
For all those who were concerned,I was very much live and kicking !!
the last post shows October ... more than two months now...
well there can be two reasons for not blogging:
1) not much happening
2) too many things happening

In my case ...... its a bit of both...!! crazy rt??!!
I'm now @ the road which shows me two paths and i had to choose my path effectively and efficiently!
tht took all my time from the past few days!!
im glad ... i took some time out for my darling blog.. and here im... back to blogging..

Excuse me.... how much is this......??

How many times did u ask this question ...to the wrong person!!!???
My count is endless!! lol!

This happens mostly in the malls or supermarket!
ruddy hell....i alwaysss end up asking the wrong person...
Once it so happened...tht my family and my neighbours were shopping in a mall...and my neighbours kid...had to go to the loo urgently... gaaawd... i was chosen to show her where the loo was.. !! that really was'nt a problem...but finding out where the loo was...err...a bit ...ehm ehm!
so... mission started..."where is the washroom?"
so first i looked here and there... and the kid...: "akka pls...fast"
omg!! another tension...i hope she doesnt finish off her work bfore reaching the washroom!
So ... there was a guy who was just standing there...
Me:" excuse me...washroom??"
he gives me a strange look... he said ..."i donno!" and turned away very rude!
Later did i undertsand that it was d wrong guy.... rather the wrong Question...lol!!
mayb he wldnt mind if i askd him..."Hi...I'm...reeta/meeta/sita and u r ...??"
anyways...my mission to direct that kid to the right place was accomplished successfully! phew!! :P :P

recently... mom & I went to a super market... mom asked to get a few items...and she went to the ATM ..
so...i went in there.. and i frgot the dal she askd me to get.. but i remember how it looked like... so i thought i would search for myself...[bcos i dint wanna humiliate anymore ppl...either by asking the wrong ppl or the wrong Questions...lol!]
so my search began...after few seconds ...i found it...yippeee!! ....oh no... but i wanted a half kg packet.... in that instant i turned...and asked the guy next to me...: " ee pappu 1/2 kg undha babu" [in english : hey do u have half kg of this item... ]
he lookd @ me...and turned away... well i thgt he was partially deaf...
i askd him again...: " hullo...and repeated my Q"
then a girl from my left came and gave me a 1/2 kg packet....thn i realised that...he was a guy like me searching for a packet himself!!
gawwd...i fled from there!
Luckily never met the same people again ......!
I told myself.."Next time.... be careful lady.....otherwise someone might end up asking 'u' d same Question[s].." ; -) ;-)

The Art of listening!

Recently.....i had been to a common friends place.. where arnd 5 ppl all in their early 20's were present ... slowly we started talking...and i noticed smthng...and tht is... we were just talking BUT not conversing ... infact @ one point i noticed tht each of them in that group wanted to be heard by others...
every1 wants to talk...godd... for a moment...i wanted to get up and walk away... but my ethics just holded me back!

Luckily when the so calld conversation[s] were over... i silently realised smthng...i realised the importance of 'actually' " listening".......! Listening infact is a perfect sign of a gud communication!
I realised how lucky i was ..... my friends always payed an attentive ear...[even when i spoke crap.. ;-) ]
Well...this is slighlty an emotional post from me ...
But ya... I would like to dedicate this particular post of mine to all my friends, for the loads of patience they have!
thank u all buddies! love u!
Probably u listened to me so much ...tht u guys know so much abt me...!
Or should i say... u guys r lucky tht u have a friend like me! ...[light hearted one there!! ]
Thanks again yaar! I feel too gud today...
In Helen Keller's words : " The best things in this world...cannot be seen or heard...they must ONLY BE FELT! "

Can one get 'naughtier' than this?!!?

"OH.... Those girls .... they are very well behaved & obedient..." ...This is what most people think of us.. well...QUITE true but partially false! muhahahaha!!

A small example of how much funn ..."mischief" can be!!!
Case 1:
I was returning home in a crowded bus,and the bus stop was arnd 10min away from home. I requested the driver.."hullo bhaiyya...aap zara bus side pe rokiyey pls...ghar jaldi jaana hain."
Tht fella gave a hugee smile... i deciphered it thinkng he wld stop wherever i askd him to.
But tht very intelligent man stopped xactly near the busstop
and says :"dhigu amma"[get down girl]
"aaaargh"[bloddy as if i dnt knw...!]
I smiled back too...

NOW this means i hafta walk back home for 10min...gaaaawwwwwwd!

As they say GOD always shows us other means of opportunities , i TURNED TO the minitaxi [also calld 7seaters]. After i got into it...i realised i had no money...mannnn!! wat do i do!!
then....right on time....my best friend 'Mischief ' struck ...like a bulb glowing on my head...
xactly few feet away from where i had to get down i askd him : "ESI or bowenpally..."
he said:" ESI madam."
[who botHers...if its ESI or bowenpally...this is where i had to get down...]
I immidiately, with a worried look on my face... "oh...Bowenpally kaadhaa?pls stop"
I got down and walkd back home cooly!
ufff.... u shld have seen the guys face [ almost read...y dnt these girls ask where does the auto go bfore gettin in to it]
LOL...who cares...!! i went home easily without spending a penny! :P :P
hmmm...u can call it "Time sense" n "presence of mind" too!
btw...i still follow this technique!:P It works!!!!!......most of the times!!

CASE 2:
My sis n i were returning from the movie POKIRI.. i was driving my bike and she was seated behind me.
As we came out of the theatre, a strong pungent smell hit our noses!
Ruddy hell...looks like those men forgot the loo was inside the theatre!
yuccccck!
my sis almost had a breathing problem!!
cha......no wonder y INDIA is soooo hygenic!
We were almost nearing my home...when we found another man proudly doing the same job!
again the mischief bulb struck us...
We drove slowly until we were few feet away from him....and we blew the horn so louddd.... that he almosst stopped doing wat he wanted to do....
Trust me ... my goddd.... we laughd the whole nite!!!... he may never do it again on public places!

now...i wrote just the few[first degree] pranks .... we played many more and shall continue to play also!! :D:D

The fun u derive out of this is immense...but just, just a friendly warning and the policy I follow is: " have fun...BUT not @ the cost of others!"
My friends n few acquaintainces who read this blog may say :" oh...these r very small ones... she dint write the 'actual ones'...."
hmm... well...all i can say is :"THIS is JUST the BEGINNING!" ;)

My Fav line :"LUCK is ALL in ATTITUDE!!"

Well...these days ... my pals have given me a new name :"BUSSY GIRL"....
hmm.... busy .... and meee....???!!!!
arrrrrghhh.... TRUSSST ME...'busy' and 'I' are totally antonyms!!!!
infacttt ...the word 'busy' will lose its meaning ...if its compared with me...
'A busy person' is one who is ' too occupied' with some 'constructive work'
Pls take note of the words in inverted commas..
well.... lemme cut the crap...My intention of writing this article is:

One lazy afternoon i was 'busy'[as my frds say] looking into my collection of old papers cut in different shapes and few articles wich i preserved...
I came across the word "LUCK" in bold letters...so i opened it. This is what it reads:

ARE YOU LUCKY OR UNLUCKY?Researches scientists hae found that the answer is upto
us.That's because good fortune is an attitude.Here are five ways to create and attract good luck.
Draw luck to you by getting out and creating a wide circle of friends;the more people u know,the more opportunities will come your way.
Keep alert to opportunities that will move u towards ur dreams and goals.Then act on them.
Invite luck in by listening to ur INNER VOICE.Open the communication channels through relaxation and meditation.
Dont invite misfortune.We get what we foresee,so know that things will work out in your favour in the end.Make sure u feel confident about ur future and expect and look for good fortune all around you.Play down the negatives and focus on positives.
If smthng goes wrng ,dnt let urself bemoan and dwell on bad luck. Instead acknowledge and be glad about the things that u have done as you'd hoped and figure out how to overcome the unanticipated setbacks.

If u sit back and wait for it,luck will probaly never find you.GO OUT AND GRAB FOR IT!!

Just like tht....

Since I regularly write in my personal journal...I often cant update this blog of mine...but ya... few lines from my journal are definitely in atleast one post of my blog ...

Recently When i was reading a paper... i saw a funny headline.It reads:

"I'M A PRIVATE PERSON..... "

I was just wondering ...if this person is really a private guy/gal....y on earth would a big headline come up in page 3!!

few things r so diplomatically funny ..YET.. politically correct!

I happened to watch a telugu movie called 'bommarillu' ... well.. no reviews as such... but just a gist here as to why i liked d movie..
the nicest things in d movie are:
- definitely Genelia....she proved again that she is another synonym for "cute"
-Siddharth... a guy who respects his dad[but dislikes him.. not bcos he doesnt give him anything he wants...BUT....his dad gives him too much of everything]
-the dialgoue " veeluntey naalugu matallu...kudhuruthey cup coffee" :)
- music,comedy
-the crux and d most important part of d movie...the conversation between siddhu and his dad
and finallllyyyyyy...
-the way the story gives a simple yet important msg...

So just wanted to say...that this is definitely one of the nicest movies i have watched so far... and does justice to every rupee u invest to watch it!

Which Taxi do u drive ... and 'why'??

As I was casually looking into old notepad files....I happened to come across this..

This seems to be a short write-up from a MIT( US ) guy.
I simply loved the way this person wrote... so i included it in myblog..
Hope we realise the importance of this article...
here it goes:

10 years after postgraduating from MIT this is probably what happens

Finally, the most lasting memory of my trip was this:
In the bungalow across the house of my NZ friend lived a taxi driver. He was about 60 and lived alone. His children were grown and out of the house; his wife, either dead or divorced. At the end of the day, he would park his taxi on the road, even though he had a garage. His was the only vehicle ever parked on that road. I wondered why he did not park his taxi in his garage.
Then I learnt that he had another car in his garage, his 'other' car. It was the car he would drive when he wanted to go alone. He would come home from work, leave his taxi and would go out on his personal errands in his other car, not in his taxi. I felt that was very profligate of an old taxi driver.
I was curious to see his 'personal' car but for two weeks, it kept eluding me. Then one evening, I happened to be outside when his taxi was parked on the road, the garage door was open and he drove out in his 'own' car: A gorgeous burgundy Rolls-Royce. It shook me to the core when I realised what that meant. You see, he was a taxi driver. But deep inside, he saw himself as something else: A Rolls-Royce owner. When he drove others, he drove them in his taxi. When he drove himself, he drove in his Rolls. The world looked at his taxi and called him a taxi driver. But he did not call himself a taxi driver. Taxi was just something he drove for a living. Rolls was something he drove for a life.
And we are all like that taxi driver. We drive some 'taxi' for a living, a semiconductor engineer, an investment banker, a CFO, a software businessman, a venture capitalist, or a university professor. Some of our taxis are big and glamorous. Some are simple and functional. But they are still just taxis. Now, there is nothing wrong in making an honest day's money, whatever taxi we drive. The problem begins when we start believing that we are what the world thinks we are: a taxi driver, a corporate banker, a software programmer, whatever. Think of it. None of us ever goes to bed as an engineer, we go to bed as husbands. We wake up as fathers and sons, not as MBAs. We party as friends, we vacation as wanderlusts, we love life as demigods in chrysalis. Yet often, we base our entire happiness and fulfillment on how high we climb in the corporate ladder, how much bigger and better a taxi we drive. And we ignore our Rolls Royce, keep it stale and dusty in our garage. If we ever decide to take it for a ride, the world reminds us that we would be 'wasting' our talent as IIT engineers and we would wasting x lakhs of rupees that Indian taxpayers have spent on
educating us.
I learnt from that taxi driver that I was not an engineer or a medical software guy. I just drove a taxi called Medical Softwares. My Rolls was something different: to be a free man, travel the world, read good books, exercise outdoors, stay healthy, and enjoy life. As it dawned on me, I started feeling a lot of peace with the choices I had made in my career in
the last 10 years, favouring my Rolls vis-a-vis my taxi. And it was a peace much deeper, much calmer .........

QUARTER LIFE CRISIS

This puts it all into words perfectly. They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis". It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are a lot of things about yourself that you didn't know and may or may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.
You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones.
What you do not realize is that they are realizing that too and are not really cold or catty or mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.
You look at your job. It is not even close to what you thought you would be doing or maybe you are looking for one and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and are scared.
You miss the comforts of college, of groups, of socializing with the same people on a constant basis. But then you realize that maybe they weren't so great after all.
You are beginning to understand yourself, what you want and do not want.
Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging a bit more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and add things to your list of what is acceptable and what is not.

You are insecure and then secure.
You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life.
You feel alone and scared and confused.
Suddenly change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.
You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you.
You love someone very much and cannot express it because of the fear of rejection. They get married to someone else and at that time, you don't understand why you couldn't express it because you are not a bad person to live with.
You go through the same emotions and questions over and over and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision.
You worry about loans and money and the future and making a life for yourself and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!
What you may not realize is that almost everyone relates to it. Everyone have their best of times and their worst of times, trying as hard as they can to figure this whole thing out.

It's just to let you know that you are not alone in the state of confusion.

I'm a great fan of SOCRATES...are u?

In ancient Greece, Socrates was reputed to hold knowledge in high esteem. One day an acquaintance met the great philosopher and said, "Do you know what I just heard about your friend?"

"Hold on a minute," Socrates replied. "Before telling me anything I'd like you to pass a
little test. It's called the Triple Filter Test."

"Triple filter?"

"That's right." Socrates continued. "Before you talk to me about my friend, it might be a good idea to take a moment and filter what you're going to say. That's why I call it the
triple filter test.

The first filter is Truth. Have you made absolutely sure that what you are about to tell
me is true?"

"No," the man said, "actually I just heard about it and....................."

"All right." said Socrates. "So you don't really know if it's true or not. Now let's
try the second filter, the filter of Goodness. Is what you are about to tell me about
my friend something good?"

"No...... on the contrary............... ."

"So," Socrates continued, "you want to tell me something bad about him, but you're
not certain it's true. You may still pass the test though, because there's one filter
left: the filter of Usefulness. Is what you want to tell me about my friend going to
be useful to me?"

"No, not really."

"Well," concluded Socrates, "if what you want to tell me is neither true nor good
nor even useful, why tell it to me at all".

This seriously makes me think...i think each one of us shld actually think bfore
we talk...theres smthng calld 'quality time' and 'quality talk'

we need'nt actuallly spend hours talking... but the few minutes we talk shld be useful/helpful/informative to others...
y not put in to practise frm now on....

They say 'a person who does many gud things to d society and is not always remembered for it...but one mistake from the very same person....volumes is spoken and it spread like wild fire'

why?
why is it that ... few ppl choose to talk abt the bad stuff rather thn d gud ones.....y do few ppl choose to remember/recollect repeatedly the ones which r not so pleasent..

i wonder if anyone cld answer it......hmmmmmmm.....

now this takes me to another Q : " how good is considered to be good...and how bad is really considered to be bad"...shall pen down more on this in the next blog!

Things tht happen during a wedding...other than the wedding ceremony itself!!

Nice guys get nice girls !!

I heard this phrase many a times.........BUT never heard the phrase.....Nice GIrls get Nice guys.... antey...does this mean ..it is a rarity?? or.... probably...bcos there's still time to prove the latter statement..!!

My Left foot!!!!

assala nannu aduguthey...!!
The stmt shld be rephrased as guys get to chooose nicccee girls.... whereas girls dont always get u choose guys....nice guys ...tho dhooooooor ki baath hain.....

My aunts neighbour's had a 30yr old son...who is still a bachelor... and they were damn worried abt him....''I wonder y!!??''
So probably they were looking [read 'hunting']for matches....God knws...for how long they have been doing this!!

One unfortunate day,my mom happ to go to my aunts place.... this worried neighbour [adhe tht bachelor's mom] came home...and strtd off one useless conversation..."maa abbayi ki choostunaamu andi...ento mari.....assala emi nachatledhu...blah blah...and shit....humus...What not..."
both my mom n aunt were literally yawning......!
but this lady did not stop!!...until suddenly she told smthng...tht totally shook the earth beneath thm...
She said : "meeru maa vaalu ayyi untey ...mee ammayilu nee memu adige vaalam maa abbayi ki"...

Darn it !! what she meant was ... her prblm was "caste!"...and she did nt mind d age gap...
sickkkkkkkk female!!

this happ 3-4 months bfre today...and today was tht so calld "eligible bachelor's marriage"
neither me nor my sis knew abt this whole sick incident....
when were abt to leave d wedding hall....
tht same lady came...she was beaming...as if some 100 bulbs were shining bhind her!!
"bhojanam ayyindha....oh mee pillalu kooda vacharaa...ammayi...mee ammagaru tho antunna... meeru maa caste aithe...maa abbayi ki mimalni...adigey pani...!"

Me n my sis ...were grinding our teeth....when we were kids....we used to call him 'uncle'

I just cldnt stop myself...and i said : "aunty...even if we were of d same caste.... we wldnt have agreed.....good tht u got ur guy married...otherwise he wld have to wait for anther 10 yrs...for a girl of ur same caste"

fortunately for her...she cldnt hear me clearly....!!

huh!!!!!!
We left dat place immidiately!!!!

My hand @ cooking.....

PAPPU-CHAARU vandatam NERCHUKO!!



.......Done with engg.... just like any other 20 yr old person ... i'm a bit confused abt my future too...and d Question...which makes u grow wild is ....ofcos there may b many Q's....but the Q which tops d list is :
"wow!! done with studies...!...Graduated anmaaata...so WHATS NEXT??"
adhe girls aithe...inko tikkaregeey Q :
" chaduvu aiypoyindhu...pelli ki rdy anmaata...elanti abbayi kavaala
amma ?"
My foot!!!!!!!! huh!!

konthamandhi ki aa abbayi choice kooda undadhu emo!! phew!!
So y am i writing all this is....bcos today i prepared smthng calld 'pappu-charu....similar to sambhar'!!
oh so it turned out to b a disaster anukunnara??
NOOPE!!!!!!! CHAAALA baaga vachindhi!
I was patting myself.....ayyada!! i cook so well ani!!
assala vishyam taravaata telisindhi......nenu chesina curry ki oh range lo "make over" jarigindhi ani!!! phew!!
As im too lucky...i had too few ppl @ home tht day... my grnd mom...her sister....mom ...my sis...my aunt..inka endukuley!!
My granny was d first[luccccky] one to taste it....she grew so wild.... anthe inka.....start......."20 yrs pillavi.....pappu chaaru raadha?? "
Me:[i was murmuring to myslef]"damn it....so what i know dosa,omlette,idly...i prepare first class 'TEA'.... and coffee...oka sari pappu charu ki...intha tittala...."patient as always"......i kept hearing all tht my granny was telling[read scolding] me....
she told me abt her days...when she strtd cooking @ d age of 13 itself!!...'
wow ...thts quite a record' i thgt to myself!!
and she told me how her grnd father appreciated her....
gosh what am i typing...my grnd moms grnd dad aa!!
kevvvvv!!
of cos simultaneously my mom n aunt were making full use of my other ear by repeating d whole process of cooking pappu chaaru...
anyways...i kept hearing[nt listening mind u!!].....whatever granny said..... till she said...repu poduna pelli ayyaka.. aa vachevaadu........L I K E H E L L!!!!!!
anthe i cld no longer Ctrl my self...."ammaamma........aaagh"!!
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some blah blah went on for 5-10min... and tht's it.......

i told her.... the pappu i made was so gudd...tht they cld modify it and make it taste good...adhi appreciate cheyakunda....huh!!


of cos...i cldnt stop telling they were gudd @ modifying it too... [:P]!! ...by the time i sat to have my lunch...the first thing i ate was pappu charu... trust me....it was gudddddddd..........probably....bcos i prepd itt...it tasted so gudd... or did it taste gudd.. bcos of d modifications??!!

chuckles!!!!!! who says "TOO MANY COOKS SPOIL THE BROTH..aka...pappu charu!!"!!! LOL!!