Saturday, 20 December 2008

A little short of words:) I am finally out of my long hibernation..and even though Im still suffering from a major writer's block(talk about self obsession,I already consider myself a writer...;)),Im writing this post as I have been given an award by Urv...:)
Thanks buddy for atleast bringing me out of the dead...

and I hereby pass on this award to my dear friends at the blogger world...a few new..and a few who have stuck by through the passing years:)...

Nidhi,Priyanka ,Toonfactory,Akash,The army guy ,Preeti

and ofcourse Urv..I dont know how good is the idea of giving back the award to the awardee..but then u deserve it too:)...

and for all of you like me who will not understand what this means.. here goes the full description(courtesy Urv...:D)

"Blogs that receive this award are 'exceeding charming'. This blog invests and believes in the PROXIMITY-nearness in space, time and relationships. These blogs are exceedingly charming. These kind bloggers aim to find and be friends. They are not interested in prizes or self-aggrandizement! Our hope is that when the ribbons of these prizes are cut, even more friendships are propagated."

and in a simple my kinda simply means this..
"For all the charming blogger friends of mine..who are wonderful bloggers..and more wonderful friends too:)

Cheerio guys...
Hopefully I will soon have something to write about:)

Thursday, 27 November 2008

Yet again...!

Yesterday as I sat at Shivanis house and surfed channels, I got a dose of another bomb blast,at Mumbai…The last blast in Mumbai happened in the year 1993.This was when Mr. Dawood Ibrahim was the reason behind this havoc, this inhuman act against the good people of India.
Today, it seems to be “The Indian Mujahideen” who have created this wave of horror on our beloved city of blinding lights.
I sit here and seethe, no tremble, no confront, anger!!! My country has become the playground of some misled idiots who believe that paradise is around the corner, yes once you kill a few good people. No disrespect to the prophet, may he rest where/what state he is in, but there is more to this Life …than killing!

I believe in our Constitution, in what our forefathers formulated on the 15th of August 1947 when we gained our freedom from repression, from slavery, from FEAR!!! I believe that the great warriors of our nation believed in a strong India, in a new India. But, I doubt if they were alive today they would have been even slightly pleased. I look at the so called “Heads” of our governments who sit in their posh houses surrounded with Z securities,to pass rulings which hurt no one but you and me,while the common man is dying of terror attacks. Vote bank politics, fighting over who is the leader of the “Minority”, fighting (literally…we have seen it) with each other in the lower house of parliament….Leaders?????

Where is the job which they have been asked to do??? Were they not supposed to help this country grow??? Make our great nation into what it is destined to be???

Coming back to today!! I wonder if we are safe enough from this mindless violence?? These buggers walked into the Taj Hotel, unnoticed, unquestioned armed with AK-47’s and grenades????? Man that makes my blood boil. Who is responsible for the safety of the city, of the 120 (accounted for on television and 300+ in reality) dead in the mayhem. Are those idiots who are sitting in the parliament done with their “COMMITTEES”? Or they still want to DISCUSS things so that they don’t lose their votes in the upcoming elections.
One British national has died in the attacks and the British government is in uproar. Every attack in the history of terrorism in India leads to hundreds dying, and what does our great government do: discuss issues in committees!!
Come on, we are not some country who has existed since 4000 BC to be facing this day because of these incapable jerks( read- politicians)!!! Today,when I opened the to check the news related to the blasts,there it was…an advertisement for Sheila Dixit’s congress campaign!!! That’s the so called competent MEDIA of this of the largest in the world,yet indifferent…and all set to mint some more money.Switch on the radio…and you get to hear the RJ talking about benefits of Carpooling in disgusts me…to no extent!

What are they going to give to the brave ATS guys who died.. and the hundred innocent others…? A pension, A cheque for 5 Lacs, A bravery award?? Why are they even dead??Just because they decided to protect common people like you and me…just because they were a tad more patriotic than us?
I am ANGRY!!! I am LIVID!!! What do I do??? What do all of us do?sit and probably write some more of these posts…crib over the coffee sessions…and then forget about it in a few days?Today the youth..US.. make up 70% of our population. We are the projected new hope of India. Yet what are you, me, and every single youth of India doing??? Nothing..!
I know, I am sounding like just another cribber, who sits in his plush office and cribs, what can we do?? This country has surely gone for a toss and I would rather leave India and live in the serene surroundings of Switzerland!! Yes,this is what all of us think..and this is the choice we make between improving the state of this country..or enjoying our lives.. I don’t doubt we are the most patriotic people ever in this history, we believe in dedication of Bhagat Singh, in the vision of Sardar Patel, in the might of Subhash Chandra Bose. But what do we do today????

Who is answerable??? I say the politicians.They say the Intelligence,(even the opposition) But sadly, it really is a vicious circle. We are the ones who somewhere are also responsible,simply because we don’t care.We don’t vote,and let one hoarde after the other set of useless ministers get into power and learn to IGNORE.What has our education taught us..and what really is the difference between us and the lakhs of uneducated young men who come in big numbers to support the politician rallies,in a hope to get a square meal for the day,absolutely nothing. And today, I blame everyone ,including myself…and members of my family too, I blame them because I don’t want my country to end this way,I don’t want ruthless and unwanted killings…I want all of us to work towards a peaceful INDIA…which our great freedom fighters left to live the dream they died for!!!

I don’t blog…I never have, this is just a siphon, for my anger, my frustration, my

P.S:-That's Vin..and his thoughts on the Carnage In Mumbai...!

Friday, 14 November 2008

A song for friends:)

This is one song which I have been playing on my ipod on the repeat mode for days:)
Its one song that made me dedicate it to all my friends everywhere..
So much so that I make Vin dance with me every time it is played(and trust me he does it really cutely...)

I don't know if its the best song written for friends(I am sure its not)..but its just such a happy song that every time I hear makes me genuinely happy..brings me to my dancing mode(which by the way is pathetic)..and smiling..a smile for all my buddies who have been with me through all phases of my life..and which makes me adore them no extent

So here it is to all my friends..
This song goes out to all of you..:)

Tu hai toh tedi medi rahe,ulti pulti baatein
Seedhi lagti hai
Tu hai toh jhoote moote vaade,dushman ke iraade
Sache lagte hai
Jo dil mein taare vaare de jaga
Woh tu hi hai, tu hi hai
Jo rote rote de hassa
Tu hi hai wahin

Jaane kyun dil janta hai
Tu hai toh, I’ll be alright
Jaane kyun dil janta hai
Tu hai toh, I’ll be alright

Saari duniya ek taraf hai,
Ek taraf hai hum
Har khushi toh, dur bhage
Mil rahe hai gum
But when you smile for me
World seems all right
Yeh meri zindagi
Pal mein hi khil jaaye
Jaane kyun

Jaane kyun dil jantha hai
Tu hai toh, I’ll be alright
Jaane kyun dil jantha hai
Tu hai toh, I’ll be alright

Chhote chhote kuch palon ka
Dostana yeah
Jaane kyun ab lag raha hai
Jaana maana yeah
Coz when you smile for me
World seems alright
Yeah sare pal yahin
Yun hi tham se jaaye

Jaane kyun dil janta hai
Tu hai toh, I’ll be alright

For Reference:-
Song:-Jaane Kyu
Movie -Dostana(2008)

By the way..
A very Happy Children's Day to everyone..
Live that child within you today...and everyday:)

Monday, 10 November 2008

The food debate!

Me and Vin are always at loggerheads when it comes to food habits...To be precise,he hardly minds what I eat..and I mind almost everything that he eats...
As fate would have it,two people who are the complete opposite of each other are now married...and while every other difference in our traits is positive and makes our marriage rock,food is something which we can never agree upon...and it often brings us to I-am-not-talking-to-you situation(obviously the person not talking is me!)

To make things clear,he is an absolute non vegetarian,and I am an animal lover,an almost PETA activist,and a huge supporter of vegetarianism..

so anyways..this sunday afternoon, we were lazing around in the house.Vin managed to sprain his back while ironing his jeans and thus all weekend plans were restricted to the 4 walls of the house..and I didnt mind it too much since i was spared the pain of dressing up!
Our conversation progressed and digressed in the following way:-

Me:-Iam too lazy to make dinner...can we order in something
Vin:-(twinkle in the eye)-yeah..why what are we ordering?
Me: You decide..I want to eat something exotic..
Me:-How about a Pizza
Vin:-Pizza is not exotic..Pizza is our almost every third day food...
Me:-Then you decide..
Vin:-Hmmmm..I cant decide for you ..all u eat is ghaas foos
Me:-Huh..tats not ghaas foos..I eat healthy food..
Vin:-Yeah,double cheese margharita,garlic bread with extra cheese,florentine,,,sounds deliciously healthy...
Me:-Atleast I am a vegetarian!
Vin:-Yeah,I mean just so you are scared of putting on weight,you avoid the delicacies of life...I know not everyone is lucky to be fit!
Me:-Huh..Non veg food is no delicacy..I dont get kicks out of killing someone for my so called delicacy
Vin:-But I dont kill them...they are already dead when I am having them

The discussion was terminated and the topic was changed to discuss the movie we wanted to watch..

Meanwhile as he was watching Matrix for the n+1th time,I was working on editing some videos sent by the volunteers of PFA on how rashly the poor little creatures were treated by people.Noticing that I was not watching his favorite movie with him the n-1th peeped into my laptop to see what I was so deeply lost in..
The next moment,the grinning vin was seriously watching the screen of my laptop.
He was pretty moved and traumatized by the whole thing...and for rest of the day didn't really argue over the superiority of non vegetarian cuisine..

In the evening I was engrossed in watching Tom and Jerry..when suddenly vin announced

"I decided"
Vin:-I am quitting non veg food!
Me:-(Wide eyed,flabbergasted,shocked,surprised and elated..and blah blah)Really?
Vin:-Yeah,I m really moved by what I saw..
Me:-(Wow..)but then vin are you sure you can leave it all of a sudden?
Vin:-Iam dead sure..
Me:-ohh..thats wonderful,I knew you would understand some day.
Vin:-Yeah,I have even planned my diet now
Me:-Woow..Tell me..

Vin(Ear to ear grin):-From now onwards I will only have Boiled chicken,fish and other sea food.As for the rest of the delicacies,I will have them only once in a week or two...and for the rest,I will be a vegetarian!

I didnt have words!


Thursday, 6 November 2008

Musically Yours!!

I took a self Tag from Sayesha..even though its not been over a month since my last post..
But I feel,I needed it to get out f the Karzzzzz mania engulfing me for quite some time...

Here are the rules:
1. Put your music player on Shuffle mode.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. Write the song name no matter what it is.
4. After you've answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and let them know they've been tagged.

since my data base of songs has all possible songs...from old new english the results are pretty dramatic:-)
And this is what I have:

1. If someone says "Is this okay?", you say:
Kyun aaj kal neend kam khwab zyada hai
lagta khuda ka koi nek iraada hai.
kal that fakeer aaj dil shehzada hai
lagta khuda ka koi nek iraada hai..
kya mujhe pyar hai!!

(God bless the poor soul asking the question)

2. What would best describe your personality?

Dil kya kehta hai mera kya main bataoon,
tum ye samjhoge shayad main pagal hoon!!

3. What do you like in a guy/girl?

No body told me it feels so bosdy told me u'll be so wonderful
no body warned me about your smile...
u'r the night,u'r the light when i close my eyes color blind


4. How do you feel today?

It's my life ,It's now or never
I ain't gonna live forever
I just want to live while I'm alive
My heart is like an open highway
Like Frankie said ,I did it my way
I just wanna live while I'm alive


5. What is your life's purpose?

behta hai man kahi,kaha jaante nahi
koi rok le yahi
bhage re mann kahi..


6. What do your friends think of you?

nahi saamne tu,ye alag baat hai
mere saath hai tu ,mere paas hai

(whoa...this is a dream come true!!)

7. What do you think of your parents?
tum ho to,gaata hai dil..
tum nahi to geet kaha
tum ho to hai sab haasil,tum nahi to kya hai yaha
tum ho to hai sapno ke jaisa haseen ek sama..

(so true-each word of this song can be sung for them i guess)

8. What do you think about very often?
tu hi to meri dost hai

9. What is 2+2?
Haan,hai koi to wajah
jo jeene ka maza yu aane laga

(maths jaae bhaad mein:P)

9. What do you think of your best friend?
na hai ye paana,na khona hi hai
tera na hona ,jane kyun hona hi hai

(true to some extent!!)

10. What do you think of the person you like?
Tu Jaha..main waha..
sang sang yu chalu tere jaise tera aasman

(aww this is awesome)

11. What is your life story?
I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone

I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love 'til you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

I believe you can't control or choose your sexuality
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires

I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness
I believe that wedded bliss negates the need to be undressed
I believe that God does not endorse tv evangelists
I believe in love surviving death into eternity

(Couldnt help but put the entire song...its just so APT!!!)
P.S-Affirmation by savage garden

12. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Rock DJ

13. What do you think of when you see the person you like?
akele kya gham hai
chahe to hamare bas mein kya nahi
as ek zara,saath ho tera:)

(wooow...i love this)

14. What do your parents think of you?
(not fair-can i change this one!!)

15. What will you dance to at your wedding?
Pappu cant dance saala
(hehehe-i surely cant dance for nuts)

16. What will they play at your funeral?
kya yahi pyar hai
bin tere dil kahi lagta nahi....waqt guzarta nahi

(huh...pyar kisse?)

17. What is your hobby/interest?
aasman hai neela kyu,paani geela geela kyun
socha hai?

(ugh...watever-wonder why there r no songs on books)

18. What is your biggest secret?
Tu Bin bataye,mujhe le chal kahi
jaha tu muskuraye,meri manzil wahi

( listening?)

19. What do you think of your friends?
wheres the party tonight
(hehehe so true)

20. What should you post this as?
25 minutes too late:-)

21. What do you think about this tag?
kabhi kabhi aditi,zindagi mein koi apna lagta hai
(yuck...!!) didnt really turn out to be so apt..but it sure was fun!!!
and continue the fun
I tag
Akash(coz he hasnt written in a long time)
and who ever else hasnt had some fun in the past few days:-)

Cheerio guys..
Bring some music to life...!!!!

Thursday, 23 October 2008

After effects of Karzzzz

Im sighing a lot as I write this post...
probably this is what one does when he/she is facing a social/public/colleague/family/ and so on and so forth boycott!!

Well yes..I have been boycotted for having watched Karzzzz..
I dont know why that though..Its not that that I am a Himesh loyalist who had been sitting upright waiting for the release of this movie and had made super pre booking to watch the first day first show..or i was listening to the Tandoori nights song in the repeat mode on my ipod..or i had downloaded the video of the songs of karzzzz on my ipod and was watching them throughout my day..
No!!I did none of that..

I am just a common girl..who was anxious to see this crazy melodrama which was unfolding on a friday and had the biggest hooligan in the india movie world!!
I was just anxious to know how he decided to step into Rishi Kapoors shoes and try to be Monty..and above all..
I just wanted to see what this Himesh Reshammia craze is all about..!!
I didnt force anyone to go with me..I just asked Vin and Shivani when they were on their 5th beer each,,,if they wanted to watch the movie..and they willingly agreed!!

....and here is what all three of us have gone through in the week post Karzzzz!


I get oh-u-strange-woman-to-have-watched-karzzzz looks from people in my team!

My only 2 friends in office dont want to be seen in public with me..their conversations with me have gone up strangely..i think they find me amusing!

C-my friend yells HimRich whenever he sees me in office-the others have followed suit!

My manager now totally believes that im taking a free salary home and m a good for nothing dumb delhi chick who does not work will go to any extent to watch a movie!!!


He gets a Oh-You-Loser-You-Went-For-Karzzzz looks..!

His team finds him amusing and hilarious!

His friends have found a bakra to crack jokes at..and Vin has to oblige!

Everytime he tries to make fun of some one he gets the Oh-Shut up-Atleast-I-Dont-Go-For-Karzzzz-like-You looks

the reaction he gets when he comments on how funny are the lyrics of the song from Yuvraaj-"Yeah if you know what good taste went for Karzzzz"


The most common statement she has come across in the past one week is"Ohh went for Karzzzz"(rolling eyes and smirk follow)

She hides with embarrassment when people comment on how can people watch Karzzzz to make it a hit!

Common friends have made statements like"We cant believe you actually went for the movie with Richa-she cant do that..nor can you..whats with you girls!!"

While it hasnt mattered a lot to me since people around me anyways have always known that I am a nut..the public reactions have taken Vin and Shivani and ofourse a few of my very close friends by shock..and here is the summary of what people have told me in this past one week


"I will never go for any movie with you..even if it stars John,or George clooney or anyone who we have a common crush on!!never...never...never!!"
"You make me look like a Himesh fan..I hate you for it!!"
"This is what you give me after 12 years of friendship..a public embarrassment"

(i think she was overwhelmed by monty's mom in the movie Karzzzz")


" cant touch that remote..and dont even try!!"
"My hair is in a funny state-coz of you"
"I am not going for any movie with you..please find some one who has a filthy taste in movies like you!!"
"First you drag me for the movie..and then you tell the whole world that i went with you..I will never forgive you for the embarrassment you have given me in this one week!!!"

My friends:

these are the messages on my wall on facebook-public enough for everyone to know..

"Hey..I heard you went for Karzzzz..are you jobless?"

"Mrs. Tripathi... wat is this that I am hearing about you .. Man u r so jobless ...U actually went to see KARZZZ .. and dragged 2 poor innocent souls along ....God ...!!! and i heard you are totally in love with HIMESH and Mr. tripathi is feeling insecure about ur divine love now ...LOLZ ...
Kindle give updates!"

"I am disowning you today-I cant believe you went for Karzzzz,,how jobless are you woman?"

"Haw!!!!u went for gawd!"

"Really..cant believe it..whats with you woman!!"

My mom-

"huh...tum Karzzzz dekhne kaise chali gai..when I ask you to watch old hindi movies you royally rfuse ..and here you went for this one...are you alright"

Vin's mom:-
You guys actually went for everything ok..are u guys so bored in bangalore..come back to jaipur"

Vin's dad(this was a shocker for Vin)-
" cant torture my daughter like this by taking her to random movies..this is not what i epxect of u..dare u do this the next time"

Random people

" sure has a funny hair do..why did u take him for karzzzz"
"You guys are daring man..u went for Karzzzz...Vin your hair look it the Karzzzz effect?"

So much so for the belief that i was a Himesh loyalist and one of the many people responsible for making him what he is today by listening to his crappy songs..I have had to set my status messages like "Im not a Himesh Fan" to try and suppress the revolt that has surged upon me from all angles..
and amidst all this chaos..its my father who supports me like saying

"I am proud of sat through it and are still normal!!"

Atleast my dad understands me!!

Monday, 20 October 2008

Tan..tananana Tanndoori Nights!!

This weekend is dedicated to a lot of gooooooood things(coming up soon)..but the most significant one is having had the pleasure of watching the much awaited and much hyped Inox,back rows..with 3 tubs of popcorns,5 servings of French fries,some corn and cheese dumplings etc..etc(the etc was about all the in between the movie snacks to resist any shocks the movie may have provided)

And here are my random thoughts on the movie in no fixed order (sadly though ...I should have taken a notepad)

Dino Morea agreed to look like Himesh bhai in his next birth-he surely is either very daring or is having a terribly rough patch in life..!!Its ok Dino-we know you cant act for nuts.. and no one wants to give you movies…but then that’s no way of punishing yourself for something you cant help!!!

I did not know people of South Africa can be Crrrrazy about a guy who always wears open buttoned shirts n blazers in all this concerts..(Golden ones at that), has funnily weaved hair and an ugly stubble, pouts when he smiles. and sings hindi songs with a constant one expression on his face- anger!

Himani shivpuri must have been totally shaken to have played pseudo mother to a guy who is almost her age! Probably thats why she vents out the frustration by calling him”sone ke ande dene wali murgi”-(murga hi bol deti yaar)

Himesh looks more like the care taker of Raj Babbar than vice versa(talk about a sad adopted child!!)

The best friend who meets Monty after ages(or atleast that’s what is shown) looks like a total loser(and acts like one too) is actually a doctor(Whoa!!he knew that his friend would be needing him!!best friends there—listening??)

Tina comes from a catering school on a final assignment when she meets Monty for the first time-why the heck does she have to leave even before people have eaten!!

Why is the random girl in the party clicking Tina’s pictures when she thinks that the song was for her n not Tina?

Monty composes his songs on a Mac book sitting on the pool side amongst bikini babes! Talk about inspiration!

This is one technology savvy movie-Ravi Verma goes meeting her mother in a glider,Kamini murders Ravi verma by loosening the fuel tank of the glider and jumping off the parachute( aila..that’s not even a full murder!!),and sir Jooda has a digital speaking arm through which he communicates to his translator…PHEW!!

I did not know Monty was an explosive man-he burnt the entire glider with the touch of a half inch of his black t shirt!!

Monty’s mother surely gives away some emotionally high moments in the movie when she turns up after the plane crash dressed up in heavy make up and vents her anger on the kali maa(“tujhe meri mamta ka karz chukana hoga!!,tune meri kokh banjar kari hai..tujhe mera karz dena hoga…!!kaisi maa hai tu!!!)-I had tears in my eyes..o was laughing like a maniac obviously to have received the i-will-kill-you looks from Himesh loyalists!

Each and every character, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, in Karzzzz have the best anti-aging and anti fattening cosmetics at their disposal. You are helpfully given ‘then and now’ transitions of brand ambassador Urmila Matondkar as proof.And believe me theres not even the slightest difference even after 25 long years!! None of the characters manage an extra wrinkle, or an extra inch. I want whatever they are having!I want..I want..I want!!!

I can understand the part where Urmila does not remove Dino’s huge picture from her bedroom wall even after she has known the her husband has been reincarnated to Himesh-Talk about the shock of having a husband like Dino to have transformed to Himesh-poor thing..must have thought…kaash itna bura accident na krwaya hota…shayad shakal sudhar ke aati is janam mein bhi!

I did not know 50 year old women could drive the glider and attempt murder at the same time with such finesse

Tina is such an important person in the story line…after all our man is completely and unquestioningly smitten by her and goes all the way to Kenya to find her… It must be some sort-of an art to make the object of ‘true love’ a bystander whose primary function is to lick ice-creams and go on a soft toy fetish. She just exists. Damn, she doesn’t even bother to offer support when the man of her life has disclosed the inner turmoil he’s going through!

I am wondering on whats wrong with Shweta(a.k.a Tina)-is it that her eyes don’t suit her face..or her face not suiting her eyes??

Why does Monty faint like a woman everytime he encounters a shock…and how is it that he makes sure he drops slowly and at the right angles without getting hurt..

Masha-Alla CANT EVER BE Dard-e-dil…but then I guess we can give the credit to the people involved in the song here..For the beauty of Dard e dil we had the ever amazing Rishi Kapor and for the horror of Masha Allah-we have our very own Himesh bhai and his oh no girl friend…!!!

Indra kumar is a gutsy man.After giving Madhuru Dixit some of the biggest hits for her career-he had the daring to lauch his daughter with Himesh bhai…no no..not as his daughter…but his girl friend!!

Monty was supposed to narrate the story of his love with Kamini through the final song-ek Haseena thi…I was still looking for one till the end!!

I didn’t know of the pouting talent of Urmila-though she had the toughest competition from Himesh here…

She looks equally old if not more even after 25 years!!!!!

I did not know Himesh bhai was just 25 years of age..!!

And through it all the USP of the movie remains the wonderful,magnificent and superbly laudable song Tandoori Nights-I don’t know what is more amazing in the song-the competition of pouts between Himesh and Urmila,the sassy (read”crappy”)dance moves or the love for the club-Himesh bhai kudos to you-Club itna acha laga ki poora gana uspe likh daala!!!!

While I was throughly enthralled(read-traumatized) in this master piece through every bit,I had Vin and Shivani who couldn’t bear this piece of art…so much so that after the hangover of 5 pints beer each and the movie-they were found sleeping till 4 pm the next day..while Shivani has threatened to end all relations with me for emotionally blackmailing her to watch the movie with me..Vin has gone quiet and numb..and all he can do when he hears the Himesh songs is shriek in agony n pain…Himesh bhai.. now this is whats totally “Aapka suroooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooor”!!

P.S:-As we got up from our seats after the movie was over,I saw a man sitting on the other side of the rows..i guess he had fainted..and his friends were trying to bring him back to senses..I just hope that wasn’t the movie’s impact…or else my friends n vin will surely disown me some time soon for putting their lives in danger!

But truly,frankly,honestly speaking..if you are suffering from a problem of not having laughed like nuts…and need a therapy…GO FOR Karzzzz…it may have been promoted as a vengeance based thriller.. but to me it worked better than any other laugh riot claimer...and as of still facing the after effects of The hilarious comedy i watched over the weekend...!!

Tuesday, 14 October 2008

One fine day...

I wrote this yesterday..but due to sheer is coming here today...!!

Its been a hilarious day..
Two of my closest friends called me to say that last night they dreamt about me..and i was thrilled..

Lets call them J n T
So J pings me and T pings me too at the same time(G talk zindabad...!!) here are the excerpts of the conversation one after the other…

J: guess what .. i dreamt about you last night
Me:-Woow…that’s sweet..
J:-yeah..imagine this..we are friends for around 10 years now..and this is the first time I dreamt about you..
Me:-well yeah..thats what was it

J:-Actually it was about Vin to be just came through in the end.
Me:- (All the more touched…my friend dreams about both of us)..really…tell…tell
J:- I dreamt that vinay is having an extramarital affair
Me: huh..thats interesting..and with who?
J:- Well I ‘ll leave it on u to guess it now..u guess it right and I treat you..or else you take me to Geoffereys when we are in Jaipur..
Me:-A…B…C…(names not disclosed..ofcourse on privacy terms)
J: - none..
A lot more trying and senseless conversation later..I decided I didn’t want the treat..
Me:- Ok I give up..
J: with a iccha dhari dolphin
Me: huh?
Dolphin..i mean..out of all things a dolphin…I mean…(I was aghast…)
Me:- J%%*$*$ @#$%&$#
u make my husband have an affair with a dolphin out of all things?I love Dolphins ok!!
what an imagination!!
kudos to u!
J: haan.. as in i saw a woman but the moment it saw me.. it turned into a dolphin..
Me:-Wow..thats amazing..and then..
J:-Well Vin pleaded me not to tell u about it..since he really loved the dolphin…
And my heart went out to them…
Me:-….reading in anticipation…
And suddenly u arrived on the scene..and oh and u later killed it
what did u eat before u went to sleep?
it really isnt a normal dream
J: khichdee
oh I was amused when i woke up..its really funny isn’t it..imagine Vin with a Dolphin…!!it even with a Dolphin..!!
Me: im amused now
J: thora dramatic ho gaya
though i wish u hadnt killed it
Me :- huh…why?!!
J: we couldv made millions on it
Me:- im out of words J..

simultaneously..this conversation happened with T..

T:-Hi moti
Me:- Hi T..hows u?
T :-know what..I dreamt about u last night..
T:-Yeah..and it’s a disturbing dream..Pehle I thought not to tell you..but tu to best friend hai to tell u..
Me:-ohh..was I dying..? wouldn’t have been disturbing then was something else..
T:-You were having an extra marital affair..
Me:-Huh…really..wat animal is it?
T:-animal..why animal baba..u r a human na..human hi tha…
Me:-ohh thank god.. listen carefully.
Ur having an extra marital affair and ur husband gets to know..and he kills himself..
Who was it?
T:-you were having an affair with Vin..
Me:-T……..I m married to moron!!
T:-Ya..i know..thats what is the disturbing part..i mean not ur married to vin..but u having an affair with him..i mean hope you understand..
Me:-huh!!ok..and ..
T:-So u have an extra marital with Vin..and ur giving dhoka to ur husband..who is in turn giving dhoka to u..but he thinks hes over smart...and has been getting away with it..
Me:-Huh..if we are both giving dhoka to each other..then why does my stupid husband goes ahead and kills himself..(confusion was at the pinnacle this time)
T:-Yeah..but then he did..on reasons undisclosed..i mean it was a dream c'mon..
Me:-Wow..and who is he and whats disturbing about it..
T:-The husband is Simba moti..
Me:-T..simba is a dog..your on earth can i have an affair with your dog!
T:- thats what i told was so disturbing..!!
Me:- :|

I didn’t know what to do..i was in crazy splits and of course holding my head and wondering how can people even dream PJ's ...after listening to this mastermind work by two of my closest friends…
when I told them about their respective dreams..there was a new discussion that took place..putting me in yet another trouble.

I had to now decide whose dream was about humiliations..i had to decide which of the two humiliations was better!!!!!
Ofcourse the discussion got serious since there are always comparisons and fights between J n T..the last one was on the fact that I wrote T’s testimonial before I did so for J..and it took me 1 month to convince her to accept the one i wrote for her(yeah..we are all grown ups and out of school..and hold respectable jobs too!!)

While I was still recovering from the dreamy outbursts of my friends..
I recieved this fraandship message on Facebook….
For the sheer uniqueness of the message I still haven’t ignored the request…!!!

hi Richa my self rahul from jaipur I am 23 year old handsome n carring boy…
looking for friends in jaipur I am doing my own business I hv my own car CRV and like long drive n soft songs I like parties also
I am alone in jaipur so want a friend like u who can feel my feelings
If u wanna reply plz be positive I am waiting dear.......I just want frandship with you...

Tuesday, 30 September 2008

Fantasies of the Santa coming true

“Some thing tells me its beautiful out there”

When I started this blog..and I named it one really understood the reasons for the weird name..and it didnt matter then..
when someone named me Santa long back..he did it on a purpose..I always wondered why I was the santa out of all the wonderful people in the world who really were santa like(i associated Santa only with the lovely gifts on christmas)..but since i loved the name a tad too much..i accepted it with complete elan and a big grin on my face..
but as i grew up in my mind(or thats what i think!!)..and moved on in life..i realised the reason behind this funny little name..and thats when..i knew..i loved being the Santa..Santa to my family..and the kids in the house..and the little(and huge) pets of mine..and Santa to just about everyone who I loved..(and even not loved)..Soon the Santa Fantasized on a lot of things she wanted to really do in her life span here on this earth..
and today..she has moved a step closer towards the fantasy that remains closest to her heart..!!

Today I got the acceptance to be a part of the core team at PFA Bangalore(people for animals)

…and this is when I can say that I am doing atleast some part of something what I really really want to…

As I was speaking to the manager at PFA…I felt a rush of excitement a joy rush down me…excitement at the prospect of doing something for animals-a dream I nurtured for long..for knowing people who share the same passion as mine,,and for knowing people for who money is not everything to sustain..and people who really really have a heart to actually go out and do something and expect nothing in return..
And it feels wonderful to take the very first steps towards it…

We all work for poor people. and their upliftment..and in all senses it’s a wonderful thing to do…but we never think about the animals… who cannot speak to us or understand us..but only love us unconditionally..
And as some one said it correctly…

”our real heritage is not the big buildings we make..its the nature and the animals with who we must learn to co-exist”

Starting Thursday I will be one of the core members for PFA team in Bangalore and we have an exciting agenda lined up…
Meeting with the forest department,meeting with the Tata’s ,organizing a wellness camp for all the stray,wounded,uncared for animals…creating new programs and arranging volunteers..organizing camps… and so much more…coz the work has just begun

And finally im going to be around the beings I love the most-animals…

This indeed is little sunshine coming out in the gloomy weather of Bangalore...
...And so the Santa has decided to come out of hibernation finally...and begin the fun ride yet again..!! I come!!

Thursday, 25 September 2008

Im bored!!

Im bored..iam bored…im bored….bored bored bored..!!!bored...bored...bored!!!!

For the past few days I have been essentially bored out of everything I do..or I don’t do..or I plan to do..or even things that I don’t plan to do.. and this syndrome took a sudden upswing last evening once I was done with my super yummy dinner of Rajma chawal..I got suddenly bored..
Just as i finished the dinner..and was thinking on now what..I realised..i was bored..
Ignoring it all..we decided on planning the coming long weekened which is finally here after the long wait..and in the process of planning some thing fun for it..I got BORED…so bored that I realized I didn’t want to go anywhere..
surprised by the sudden outcome of events..I thought sleeping would be the best thing..and so i dozed off..feeling bored ofcourse..

I got up in the morning..not feeling fresh..but feeling bored..I headed for the daily chores…the breakfast(my fave meal of the day after dinner!!)..the office and the office work..

I got bored when I drove to work …bored of listening to the same old songs I have been listening to for so long..bored of facing the traffic and taking hours to reach office..which bored me further..bored of looking at the laptop screen for hours..which im not willing to give up ..and in all this im even bored of facing the funny things that keep happening with me..

Now the question here is if I am sad or depressed about some thing..???
Life’s good..job’s ok(ok now job’s very bad..but who cares..its just a few hours of your day)house is good..vehicles are maids are now settled and even they are good..and now I don’t have to deal with the autowalas anymore..
So that says it that I don’t have a reason to be sad..
But then bored..I am so bored that as I write this..i don’t know what on earth am I typing ..
So the answer is not sad..or depressed..I am just BORED out of proportion..

This whole incident has worried the hell out of me..I am really not able to figure out the reasons for being so bored..Is it some kind of Oh-Im-so-bored-that-i-will-snooze-soon syndrome?or is it some kinda disease that has taken the form of boredom and might transform into something bigger....I roll my eyes in suspicion as I wonder on this strange phase iam going through..and yet iam not able to find a suitable answer to the whole confusion of this sudden boredom…

I tried doing/planning the following activites which generally chirp me up remove this abnormality that has suddenly gotten into me..(though not necessarily in the same order)

Reading a funny book
Watching a funny movie(Hitchiker’s guide to the galaxy-though I was bored..and didn’t enjoy it as much..I’d recommend it to all the maniacs of the world to go ahead and watch this nonsensical masterpiece)
Watching MTV fully Faltoo
Going out for a long drive followed by an icecream
Planning for the coming long weekend
Cleaning up the house all over again
Talking and gossiping to some of the brainless friends of mine
Eating pizza and 2 full bars of chocolate with ice tea
Gymming for an extra hour
Watching crazy videos on Youtube
Watching Karzzzz ka videos(they used to amuse the hell out of me a few days I thought I could try with Tandoori Nights once again)


The result
I was more bored than I was when I had just realized that I was bored.
God save..
What do I do?
Hell im bored!!

Since I was too bored as I wrote this..I tried calculating the number of times I used this significant word all over here-I got BORED after 20

Tuesday, 23 September 2008

sweet nothings... life around me is always exciting and full of thrill..(For others to hear about!!)
and just another one of those incidents for me happened on Saturday..
very merrily i was booking my tickets for my Jaipur trip on Diwali..and when i looked around to check my wallet to take out my dear credit card("dear"has a deep meaning to it..but i would describe it sometime later)and there i was shocked to find that my wallet was missing..
goodness..i went berserk looking for it my jhola type bag(i have a fetish for bigggggggg bags...the bigger the better!!!),in my wardrobe..and almost everywhere..even those places where there were no chances of finding it..and there i had almost transformed into a nervous wreck..
I immidiately caught hold of the car keys and rushed to the sweet shop where i had so religiously bought my favourite "rasmalai"(talk about putting kilos on your body coz of over eating..and then trying to go on a healthy diet....grrrrrrrr again!!)those 10 mins of drive had all the post thoughts running in my mind(like i told u..i never can think of only one thing at a time)..i had already started contemplating on how to get my credit cards and the debit cards blocked..and at the same time i was getting depressed about the hoardes of loyalty cards that i collected over my years of shopping stints with shoppers stop,lifestyle,pantaloons,and blah ..blah..mind not loyal to just one name it and i have the loyalty for it..
anyways...much to my disappointment,my wallet wasn't there at the sweet shop..
i started cursing the mithai wala as religiously as i had smiled at him when i bought the rasmalai there..i was cursing the moment when the whole thought of eating that rasmalai entered my mind..grrrr...(again!!!)
and there was..getting back home..planning my steps..getting the cards blocked..and also somehow trying to talk to my loyalty partners and getting them to re issue me my cards with the same number of points..(hell what..i couldnt let go of some thousands of loyalty points just like that)
i reached back..and just thought of giving a final look into my bag..
and for the first time since I had bought it..I looked within the bag properly to find that it had a smart slit within it(as in the inner lining of cloth had a slit -to keep ur important stuff.)Excited enough I searched more and isnt it like so obvious now ..knowing me that i had used a feature of my bag unknowingly in the excitement of that mithai..and there behind that cloth lining was my sweet huge wallet resting in peace..
was i exhilerated..or was i exhilerated..i finally had it back..
and ofcourse the thrill of having a scientific kinda bag was unmatched...

and like i told you God has his way of having fun at my expense..those 45 minutes would have been a pure thrill for Him up there..:-)
so here Iam with my lost and found story(blown out of proportion)and ofcourse rasmalai still topping the charts for being my fave mithai...

Monday, 15 September 2008

hum and hamare yaar..aksar ye baatein kiya karte hain.....

This is what happens..when two absolutely useless people of the world have nothing better to do on a monday morning/afternoon..
one of my equally useless friends(equally..coz hes jus like me when it comes to being a total maniac and doing complete bakar)and I were just generally "bakaring" on G Talk..(Google zindabad!!)and this is the outcome of the two brainless minds...

Amit: hey u

Me: hey

A: kya khabar

Me: kuch nahi
sadi hui padi hoon
khair anyways
u tell
kya khabar?

A: koi khabar nahi
main khud hi khabar ban chuka hun

Me: kya kar diya tumne aisa?
ki khabar ban gaye/?

A: taarif us khuda ki jisne mujhe banaya
banaya to banaya phir duniya mein fenkaya
fenka to fenka...par by god itna kyun pakaya

Me: wah wah
wah wah
awesome hai

A: i knw
thank u thank u

Me: irshaad
aur kuch farmaiye

A: pehale aap saamne to aaiye

Me: hum to topi pehne baithe hain intezaar mein
ki kuch to sunaiye

A: Aise sade hue dialogues ka raaz to bataiye

Me: Aap hamare lazeez hain..aise sawaal to na uthaiye..

A: Idiot..Its not lazeez..lazeez means yummy..

Me: what is it then?

A: I dont know that..but its not Lazeez...

Me: u dont break the chain..u continue

A: Hum to aap hi se seekhe hain ye fasane madness ke..agar humse poocho to aap hi hain gaur to farmaiye...

Me: Hum hue khush..bade dino baad..isi baat pe ek chcolate to khaiye

A: Chocolate ki baat karti bhi nahi janti..dukhi hoon is motape se..koi ilaaj to bataiye.

Me: Humse kya poochte ho..hum to khud hi oversize hain..mote logo ki shopping ke liye..koi jagah to bataiye..

A: Shopping hi kya tumhara imaan hai..kya zindagi ka tumhe koi anumaan hai..apne pati pe thoda taras to khaiye..

Me: Sahi kahi ye baat tumhe..aankhein meri khol di..pati ko kiya maaf..chaliye aap hi kuch dilaiye..

A: Bas yehi reh gai kadar dosto mithya se upar to hi nahi sab dimaag mein bithaiye...

Me: apni kanjoosi tyag..dosto pe kuch pyar to dikhaiye..hum hain apke lazeez sabko prove to karaiye

A: Its not lazeez..dumbo..

Me: Till u dont know what the exact word is..consider it correct..and dont break the chain...

A: Aap to hain hi hume pyare..shak kam dikhaiye..

Me: Jante hain hum ye sach..but hume proof to dikhaiye..

A: kaisi hai ye duniya..sach ko na samjhe sach..God ise upar to bulaiye..

Me: Bhej rahe to mujhe achi baat nahi..but is zulm ka koi karan to bataiye..

A: Tum ho is dharti pe baat ko samajh jaaiye..kehte hai hum jo..use maaniye..and upar chale jaaiye..
waha na hogi tumhari hoga tumhare bechara tumhare aise mushayre..
Hum to yehi kah chuke hain..maan to jaaiye..humpe nahi to kam se pe taras to khaiye..

Me: Dikha rahe hain itna pyar jo aap..hamare pati pe..hume karan to bataiye..
hum ho rahe hain jealous..koi affair ho to bataiye..
de rahe ho duhai vin vin ki...
sach jo hai tumhare mann mein.hume sach sach bataiye..

A: Hum na kahenge kuch..aap hain nadaan..nadaniya na dikhaiye
ho gai hai shaadi ab to..kuch to badappan dikhaiye

Me: Hum to hain aise hi..bachpane ki baat na banaiye...
aap to hain bade bade..fir bhi na hua nikaah..kaaran to bataiye

A: Baatein hai badi tez tez..but bhool na jaiye
Baaton hi baaton mein kahi haar na jaaiye

Me:- Change kar rahe ho topic...maan bhi jaaiye
jaldi se shopping ka time table to dikhaiye

A: Tumhara na hoga kuch..maan gaye hain hum
maanti ho haar resignation dikhaiye

Me: Humne kab kaha hum haare hain..bakwaas na bakiaye
haar agar maan chuke jaldi bataiye..
bematalab ki na farmaiye..and decent rhyming banaiye

A: tum to ho champ..lagi hi hui ho..
apni is creativity ka raaz to bataiye

Me: bachapn se hi hain tez hum..aap kya jaane
agar maan hi chuke haar bhi maan jaiye

A: Haar gaye hum devi tumse..humpe rehem khaiye
nahi ho rahi poetry humse,hamari haar accept farmaiye
Jaha le chalna hai shopping par..kabhi bhi bataiye

P.S:-The bakwaas is still on..and if its any worthwhile..i will put it again..
Thanks to Priyanka..i figured out..its azeez and not lazeez

Sunday, 14 September 2008

happy budday yara!!!

Its my bestest friend's birthday today!!
someone whos been around me for only a few years..but it feels that i have known him all my life..
my family..someone whos been with me through one of my worst times..and let me outta it..someone whos responsible for a lot of good things of my life..someone whos so nice..that at times i feel..he doesnt belong to this bad bad world..
theres loads n loads i can write for the sweetheart that he is...but then i guess that better be left to myself :-)
buddy..wish u a very happy birthday..and dont u worry..ur gift is already on ur way
:-) no more complaints...
may u freak out more with the coming years..and grow older than being the oldie that u already are!!
miss u buddy!!

Thursday, 11 September 2008

A typical day...

So we went to this awesome restaurant order to celebrate our half yearly anniversary..The restaurant is called Junoon..and its by far the most interesting one I have been to..

It s actually in the form of an Arabian castle..where the walls are a bright Red and Sparkling Blue(which gives you a little shock as you enter..but settles as quick)..the waiters are dressed in long colourful Arabian kinda sherwanis..and typically pointed shoes..and not to forget the special dome shaped hats..
Theres a biggg screen in the centre..that plays old hindi movie songs..and the entire place has donned red light to make the atmosphere almost pretty lavish..
Not to forget..the food is great…and decently priced too!!!
Well so now..the reason why we went out in the mid of the week..looking at the Bangalore traffic… before I explain that..I must write something about one of Vin’s special days..or I must say..”one of the typically special days”

Now the instance narrated is just one particular day..the options and variants keep changing depending on his mood..but situation remains the same..

A special day in Vin’s life

He is this unwell is not “unwell” actually..but its more like a day where he feels weak..and heavy..and gets some body short..hes not in a mood to work at all..
He doesn’t want to eat anything..he wouldn’t eat properly on the breakfast..he would mostly miss his lunch..and wouldn’t even munch on the so called junk items he generally keeps handy with him always…
He would leave office at 5-530 pm…obviously…because hes not well..
He wouldn’t want his evening tea..he wouldn’t want to eat anything at all..

A special day in Vin’s life..that goes typically paranoid for me..

I am worried..obviously..because I don’t know why he is “unwell”
I am worried..coz he doesn’t wanna eat anything
I am worried..when hes not rushing to go to office
I am worried coz hes not even eating his lunch…
I am more worried..coz hes left the office at 530!!!
I am more worried..coz hes way too lethargic..dull… and gloomy ...and I cannot do anything about it..

A conversation on this typical-paranoid day(now that we are married..we need to have some things common right!!) you want tea…?
Me:-Vin..let me make can have as much as you want…see its evening time..and its raining..and a perfect time to have tea..
Vin.:-uhh..oh..ok( a sad look and goes and lies down on the hand on the remote control of the TV)
Me:-“Vin…please tell me what do you feel..what is it that makes u feel unwell?”
Vin:-Nothing ya..Actually even I don’t know..but I am feeling very dull..very low on energy”
Me:- (half paranoid already)..Why low?why dull..someone said something to you?
Vin:-No…no one did..I am generally feeling this don’t worry..I will be fine”
Me:-arre aise kaise don’t worry..i should know na kya hua hai…so we can think of something to solve it right..
Vin:-Nah..and quietly starts watching TV(or rather surfing channels)

By then Tea is ready..and Iam already thinking of options to woo him with something to eat.. you want parle G .. with tea,,
Me:-umm…that home made namkeen…
Me:-you wanna eat pakoras..its raining see..
Vin:-aap kha lo
Me:-ummm…you want khari..or bread butter(okay…bread,ketchup and potatoes are the 3 things he can eat anytime and with anything)

By then I have run out of all options..and I try the last one..

Vin:-do u wanna have cheese tomato sandwich..with lots of chillies..and some oregano..and some mustard”
Me:-say yes…say yes(thinking to myself)
Vin:-ummm..and a smile erupts..ok…chalega…

I go ahead and make it..but I know this is just one thing..I need to do something about the dinner too..
After hes finished off the sandwich..I am relieved.. and ohh no..hes back on the couch again..

Me:-Vin…what happened..?
Vin:- a typical look..”Nothing..I am still very low”
Me:-hmmm… lets do something you wanna go out and have icecream
Vin:-Well no..I don’t wanna drive..traffic would be really bad right now.. don’t worry…I’ll drive
Vin:-No..its just 630..icecream at this hour
Me:-hmm..okay then let me make something nice for dinner..what do you wanna eat..
Vin:-Nothing gotta eat something right..tell me what
Vin:- (in a voice which is almost not audible)..i wanna eat chicken..
Vin:- another cute look later “chicken I wanna eat”

another typical look exchaged(now you know why this is a typical day!!)
now this look is me totally disgusted on the prospects of non veg food( iam an almost PETA activist ..according to Vin)..and vinay side..the look is total cheeky..

Me:-(half/quarter heartedly)ohhh..hmmm…okay..
Vin:-(obviously with a Superbly sheepish grin)Coool…!!
Me:- (already surprised that hes getting better..) since you don’t wanna go out..we can call in…I can order some vegetarian food for myself..(another half hearted answer)
Vin:-ummm..if you want ..we can go out..(by then the smile has turned into a grin)

By then I have figured out the reasons to his sickness..and suddenly..the tiredness is kinda vanished..and the energy is all high..and Vin dear is furtively looking into the “Times Bangalore Food Guide”to look for another destination..

Me:- ( As hes getting ready) are you feeling now? getting better now Richa..glad you are taking me out…We’ll come back quick and I will call it an early night..not sure will be going to office tomorrow or not……

And I burst into a I head towards the wardrobe
He is someone who has absolutely refused to grow up..and I thank God for giving such a sample to me to tackle!!!(some management skills iam learning here!!)

P.S:-Yes..hes not gone to office today..hes working from home…I told you..hes unwell!!

Tuesday, 9 September 2008

Half year Marathon...

Its been a full 6 9th March 2008...
and a half year run to our marriage..

and on this one day..I wanna tell just one thing to my Vin dearest...
"I am proud of you"
thats not because hes climbed Everest..thats because hes stayed with a maniac like me for a total of 6 months..and still loves me:-)
Way to go boy...may you have many more days..months and years of torture like this:-)

Wake me up when September ends...

Nah..I havent gone a Green day freak all of a sudden..but its just a line that comes to my head looking at my current situation..
Seems like my own words have decided to go evil against me!!!!Ever since I have boasted about my sleeping habits in my last post, I just haven’t got the time to sleep properly..Since Saturday I have been dying to get that beauty sleep of 8-9 hours..and all I have got is a mere 4-5 hours
The results…
• I am all droopy eyed sitting in front of the computer and trying (or pretending) to work
• Almost slept through a Requirements meeting my triple super boss was taking

• Almost slept through a Requirements meeting my triple super boss was taking and he saw me trying hard to stay awake and returned my “Ohh you caught me” smile to d most sympathetic smile I have ever got in my life of 24 years

• Almost slept through a Requirements meeting my triple super boss was taking and my manager saw him seeing me and gave me”I’d kill you right now” looks.

• Almost slept through a Requirements meeting my triple super boss was taking and my Colleague who saw my manager gave me”ohh…you are so screwed now:D” looks.

• Trying to think of some excuses to run home…that my manager can agree to.

• Looking at my watch every 15 minutes. in a hope that its 6 pm or almost there…

• Yawning shamelessly every 5 minutes..

• Irritating Vin every 30 minutes…by asking him useless questions on Gtalk..

• Trying and chatting with everyone who I know(or don’t know)on Gtalk..just so I can pass through these few hours of torture…Thank you guys…true buddies of mine..

• Surfing all the possible random sites to kill time..

• If you are wondering why Iam not because I am already dolts!!

• Just plugged in my final saviour..My ipod..only to realize that its not charged..and yeah..most expectingly..I do not have the charger…

• Read the reviews of the upcoming on the list bein Karzzzz-whoever has not heard the song Tandoori nights..and Himesh Reshammia dancing like Rishi Kapoor..has missed out on the most handsomest dude..(emphasis on the adjectives)

• Read why Urmila has got nothing better to do than dance on Tandoori Nights with apna himesh bhai

• Read that Karzzzz(read Karz zzz zzz zzz zzz)is one of the most awaited movies of the year(yeah..I am awaiting it..and will definitely watch it)

• Read that Himesh bhai has some good 5 odd movies in production-all of them romantic thrillers

And before I could turn into a Himesh bhai freak..Chirpy Paro came to my rescue and I am gonna go n play scrabble with her..

For those of you who did not have enough Himesh bhai gossip go to

P.S.:-I was wondering on lunch time as i gulped down my 4 glasses of butter milk ..why the hell is it called so..when it is supposedly fat free..?
Guess I was too sleepy...huh!

Thursday, 4 September 2008

Hairy tales and an i10 the day was here…when we were to pick our brand new i10…goodness the feeling was simply terrific..buying a car is always a dream for everyone(iam assuming it)…and..buying it from your own hard earned a feeling nothing else can really duplicate…and that’s how me and vinay had been feeling since morning…
Infact I cant describe the anxiety I was going through for the past few weeks after we paid the booking amount for the car..
I had actually gone a little berserk..and was falling for the smallest things that may be associated with the it the showroom…the service road we need to take to reach the as a brand..and ofcourse the many running i10’s on the road…everything gave me a reason to smile and grin…and the day arrived when we had to pick the car..our very own!!
I got up at 645 am..and it’s a record..getting up in the morning is really not my forte and vin was really I had totally turned the tables by getting up before him(ok ya..i get up after my husband..but I cant help it…and now after a initial hocus pocus my mom created…everyone has made peace with the fact I cant get up in the morning..PERIOD!!)anyways…so I was up and awake..and bhaiya gave an early morning call my dearest brother in law(or daddy as I call him)shares the same passion for sleep like I do..and getting a morning call..was yet another surprise for he really couldn’t understand why the two most unlikely people had “got up before the birds”(a phrase I use for people who get up before 9) after that initial excitement round..we got up and got ready..
..I wanted to really deck up as I was going to pick up my first ever car..and so I had been planning for the past few weeks on how iam gonna put my hair..and what iam gonna wear and blah blah..and so I decided to go in for an early bath since the post bathing would take me a lot of time(I had decided to straighten my hair with a hair straightener one of my designer friends gave me for the wedding..with a hope that I’d be a lady some day).I changed something like 3 tops to decide on the final one for the D day..and now it was time to set my unruly hair..A few weeks back I got a new so called trendy haircut and it’s a big time pain managing it since its so shabby,..i end up looking like I haven’t taken a bath in I planned a good 30 mins for setting my hair using the straightener..(thanks to Rats..she had taught me the functions of it a few days back when she stayed over and was straightening my hair at 1 am in the night…talk about poor vin here again!!!)and I started..
after 1st round..i hair wasn’t really straight..infact it hadn’t even I used my brains..and used a blow drier to dry my hair first …and then straighten it..(Ya,,,the statement here is”used my brains”)so I dried my hair completely..and bang on..started the second round of then vinay was all ready and waiting for me to join him in the pooja..(it was Ganesh chatirthi that day)so after completing my second round..and with some funny clips in a hope to settle my hair..i joined him in the pooja..all through it I was worried since my hair was more unruly than it generally is..
The pooja got over..and I was back to the hair straightener..meanwhile I requested vin to prepare the breakfast..which he willingly obliged since he could really see the pain of my not so straight hair..
Third round..and I was worried…since there was absolutely no straightening..and then I gave up..coz we were really getting late..
I was more paranoid since we had to meet vin’s cousin and I really did not want her to think that he had married some weird dork who doesn’t know a thing about dressing up(keeping vinay’s taste for things in mind!!)..
Anyways..I really couldn’t do much about it..and I was combing my hair every 5 minutes to ensure that they were ok..but I guess they were not…they had had too much of heat on them and were all electrified and flying in all directions..and my so called fancy haircut looked more like a unwanted grass on the garden..
And then finally we were pick up our gaddi..and all of that hairo mania simply vanished as I had a look at my little thing…
And so we were the proud owners of a i10 kappa…and ofcourse way too excited..
So post that we headed to pick shanu .It was a crazy day being with her..shes a total sweetheart and being of the same age..we hit off pretty well..
Since we had a lot of time to kill..and no plan in place..we decided to waste time by roaming around here and there..and ending up in STAPLES(a stationery shop..iam totally in love with)
The day ended with Rock On..a movie we all totally loved..I guess everyone in the movie was totally awesome..and Arjun Rampal ..i guess they should take him in a rock band for the appeal that man has..he looked better holding that guitar than any other rock stars I have seen(I am not talking about Himesh bhai here)and Farhan akhtar,,,is one hell of a genius. an actor… a singer... a director... full on rock star!!

Wednesday being a holiday was more fun since we got t enjoy the new little member in the family to the fullest…and I got a shopping companion in the form of shanu..Talk about being lucky…even after the bad hair day!!

Wednesday, 3 September 2008


I havent written in a long long time…but that really doesn’t mean that I did not have things happening …happening enough to be written about..
Infact..past few weeks have been more than happening…so much so that me n vin are pretty much exhausted by the jest of the events..(I would be mentioning the list of the the next one)
Its actually for the first time we have had some kinda action in our pretty boring life in we are married for just almost 6 months..and young enough..and crazy enough..and theres absolutely no reason for us to have a boring life..and no one even believes me that we can actually be like that..or for that matter..Vin can actually be like that..
But ya…Bangalore(being Vin’s favest city in the world!!!!)didn’t go down too well with me..and somehow things just wouldn’t go right everytime I would plan them to..
Talk about being jinxed..i wouldn’t even find my kinda vegetables everytime I would go..n try..n shop… would start raining only on the days I would not carry my maids wouldn’t turn up the day I had maximum work aligned for them..and every Saturday/Sunday..when I would wash the clothes in the machine..and put them on drying,,it would rain..rain enough to spoil the almost dried clothes(I tried swapping days…which even included weekdays.when I would look at the smiling..shining sun and believe the fact that there was no reason for it to even drizzle today… did not had to really rain on the day I had my laundry planned..)..Workers…car cleaners..and almost every one had decided to give me enough pain to run away and hibernate..
And the top on the chart were the autowalas i had to deal with since my arrival here..Now..autowalas in Bangalore are the common painful nerve… for all the people like me who do not have a vehicle of their own..infact we bond on this topic...with city buses being jampacked..and the Volvo buses running on not very suitable timings..the only choice I had was…to use the autos..the first few days it wasn’t tough..since I did not know about the even if I would bargain for a 10 rs..i would be happy..(those who know me..know that..i haven’t mastered the art of bargaining..a trait all of us Indian girls are SUPPOSED to have inherited from our mums!) I started getting familiar..i realized…that I was actually being robbed of my money like crazy..there have been times I ended up paying a 100 bucks for a mere distance of 3 kmswhich otherwise wouldnt be more than 25 Rs by meter..and slowly it occurred to me..that all of those 10 rs bargains had been actually nothing but a little less loss..I tried fighting my way around..i would force these whatevers to use their meters..but they just would not (sometimes the meters werent working..sometimes"madam..yaha meter kon use karta hai"..and sometimes.."madame hum to meter nahi chalaega..apko meter chahiye to doosra auto pakdo"..and some of the so called professional ones who would agree to use the meters..would have manipulated them such..and I was robbed..any whichever way..
I have had many auto incidents..that I actually need to put them in a separate post…some of them have been actually way too hilarious..hilarious enough to have traveled till jaipur as a routine joke shared across the evening tea schedules..:-(… And something..that led vin to suggesting me that I should actually start meditating…!!!!!

Everyone actually found it funny…that I wrote 3 emails to the CM..stating the plight of the common man using autos as the mode of transport..and DID NOT get a single reply..(though it was a joke for just made me wonder…that it is actually the reaon why our country still hasn’t progressed the way it should have,,inspite of having the brightest minds in the world. its because..the government of this country doesn’t care a damn for its citizens)

Past two weeks..i took to get acquainted with this crazy city..Took a deep breath ..and realized that this place wouldn’t matter how much I crib..and sulk..and try and reform the autowalas..they wouldn’t budge..and though I should not give up on having the system improved..I shouldn’t atleast fret about things not happening right..…I don’t know what I really did..(or not)..but feels much better now..and I feel vaguely familiar to this place..I don’t think I really did anything great…but yeah..I actually tried sinking in the fact that I am in a weird place..and theres nothing really I can do about it..atleast for a while..and thus.. inspite of maids not turning up..and workers irritating the hell out of me..and the traffic hitting on my nerves..and blah…blah..I have been doing fairly good..and smiling through it all..(and a sigh of my poor husband..who has beared the brunt of my whims..!!)
and having said enough..being Bangalored..if not good..isnt really bad too!!

Monday, 25 August 2008


I read this post in one of my friends blogs..and couldnt resist posting it here..
The reason..I feel sick at having the journos of this country speaking so ill about women!!
I am glad KJ replied back...not that i think it would have made nay difference to the kinda thinking the man possesses..yet..
i think answer back is the least we women can do!!

"Ok this is what Abhijit Bhattacharya, journalist, CNN-IBN had to say in his blog,about women. Me thinks he shld have been an social anthropologist instead of being a journalist, since he understands women so well.

(K)not for Women!!!

Thursday , April 20, 2006

We all must have heard of the saying "Behind every successful man, there is a
woman.". And there is tag to it too - "Behind every unsuccessful man, there are
two women.". So, if we go for statistical correlation - success has nothing to
do with women being there with men but failure surely has a strong correlation
to women.

Though often referred to as the "fairer sex" (note the pun),
women have not done much credible in the past centuries, as is usually potrayed.
And it is utter nonsense to believe that men have degraded the status of women
in the society. On the contrary, men, in fact, have toiled hard for the
emancipation of the "woman-kind".

Nature has been cruel (or just) on women too. God, at some
point of HIS creation-spree must have decided to act as a Capitalist and endow
men with power and women with things which have no distant relations,
whatsoever, with power. No wonder, Bill Gates was not born a woman. Neither were
Michael Schumacher or Mahatma Gandhi. (It is a serious nightmare even to
contemplate about them being born as women.).

A certain obsessed lady wrote to me lately saying how
attractive women are and that women are God's most beautiful creation. With due
respect to all Kournikovas and the Bipashas of the world, I think that most of
us would rather prefer to watch the first raindrops of the season disappear in
the sand or the dolphins dancing to symphony than watching malnourished and
"malfunctioned"(wardrobically!!!) women. Methinks, the word 'beautiful' loses
its meaning and essence the moment the word 'women' is pronounced after it. They
are just so oxymoronic.
Women have always been the reason for major fights
and disasters. If we regress the story of Mahabharta and analyze why the epic
fight was fought - we would easily find the reason to be Draupadi (a woman). Ram
fought Ravana for Sita (again, a woman). And we all know what Cleopatra, Helen
and Mata Hari have in common - they were all the reasons behind major historical
fights and wars. Taking a peek into literature - Catherine was the reason why
Heathcliff turned vengeful, Devdas became a deadman because of two women and how Humbert got wiped off because of Lolita. Moving on to films - Caprio dies to
save Winslet from drowning and Raj gets creamed up by Simran's father and his
goons only because he loves her. The examples are innumerable.I need not say

Liberalization. A mantra which women today chant every morning even before waking up. But liberalization from what or who? If women were emotionally and physically strong enough, then am sure they would not have been subjugated in the first place. And subjugation from whom? Men? And to help them out of their subjugation they seek men. That, people, is their game plan - make men fight amongst themselves and get ruined.

Some people love to name achievers. But just to refresh their memories - for every Aang Sang Soo Kyi there are tens of Subhash Boses; for every hundreds of JK Rowling there are hundreds of Paulo Coelhos; for every Marie Curie there are thousands of John Nashes; for every Chris Evert there are millions of Tiger Woods. And I presume that women are intelligent enough to comprehend the difference between one and a million.

If there is anything, which is more complex and complicated than a toad's anatomy - it is the mind of the woman. One moment they plant a peck on your cheek and the very next moment, you feel their knees crashing into your belly. I wrote this blog with a little fear in my mind. I wrote this without my girlfriend's knowledge (I do not need her; she needs me). No, I am not scared of her. Maybe after reading this article, she might kiss me on my cheek. It is the next moment that I fear!!

Thursday, 21 August 2008

First car!!

I feel superbly excited today...

the reason is that me n vin have just come from the hyundai showroom...having booked our first car together..
and the feeling is superbly crazy...exhilerating..wonderful...joyous..and what not..

after a 2 week long research..discussions with family and friends..finally came to the conclusion of buying a Hyundai i10..

Two people who have a big hand in the finalising of the car is two of my closest friends..
Amit and batra..
had it not been for them...i would have still been stuck on some weird car options of an alto..or a spark..
so finally...paid the booking amount..and will be the proud owner of a hyundai i10 magna on the 3rd of september..

Just cant wait for the day to come in..its still 2 weeks away..and the wait seems sooooooooo long:-(

Cant pen down the thought of buying something substantial from your own money...

Im loooooooooving it!!!

Thursday, 7 August 2008

Cinderella Man!!!

I watched Cinderella Man Yesterday...
The movie is a real story of a Heavy Weight Champion in the 1930’s- James Braddock...

In the middle of the Great Depression, when America in the grips of a devastating economic downturn was nearly brought to its knees, there emerged a most unlikely hero who had crowds cheering on their feet-as he proved just how hard a man would fight to win a second chance for his family and himself.

That common-man hero was James J. Braddock-a.k.a. the "Cinderella Man"-who was to become one of the most surprising and inspirational sports legends in history. By the early 1930s, the impoverished ex-prizefighter was seemingly as broken-down, beaten-up and out-of-luck as much of the rest of the American populace. Like so many others, Braddock had hit rock bottom. His career appeared to be finished, he was unable to pay the bills, the only thing that really mattered to him-his family-was in danger, and he was even forced to go on Public Relief. But deep inside, Jim Braddock never relinquished his determination. Driven by love, honor and an incredible dose of grit, he willed an impossible dream to come true.

In a last-chance bid to help his family, Braddock returned to the ring. No one thought he had a shot. In bout after bout, the talk was that poor Jim Braddock was criminally out-matched and perilously in over his head. Except that Braddock, fueled by something beyond mere competition, kept winning. Suddenly, the ordinary working man who couldn't get a job became the mythic athlete who could not lose. Carrying the hopes and dreams of the disenfranchised on his shoulders, Braddock rocketed through the ranks, until this underdog who defied all the odds chose to do the unthinkable: take on the heavyweight champ of the world, the unstoppable Max Baer, renowned for having killed two men in the ring.

He WON it..Not because of anything else..but the power that out powered everything for those few moments..
The love for his family..
His three kids who he looked into the eye and promised that no matter what..he would never send them away..
His wife..Mae..who prayed every moment for the life of the man she so deeply loved..who supported him through each stride of his..without a complaint
For the sheer determination to bring his family out from the dumps..the determination to not fail them anymore..

it is wonderful to know just how remarkable human endurance and the power of love can be. It is so difficult to imagine what it's like to cope in the moment, facing life's daily hardships, and to continue to passionately strive toward a goal-even a simple one like putting food on the table-no matter what the outcome turns out to be.

I feel so petty at petty for complaining about the hardships of life..the sadness I go through..the so called things I do not have..
I feel petty for being such an ordinary human being..
For we are always in need for something we don’t have..We want to raise up from the current levels we are on .We envy the more successful people..who have a little more of it than us..who got bigger cars..bigger houses..
But we don’t think what its like for those people who don’t know if they are eating their next meal or not..
For people who do not have the bare cover themselves from the heat or the cold..

And then I am reminded of what mamma tells me everytime I complain about the difficulties of my life..
“We must thank God each day..for he is letting us survive the test of the time..he has given us enough food..enough money..and a shelter to house ourselves in..he has given us enough that we can sustain this life..without a shrink on our face..think about the people who died of poverty..malnutrition..bomb blasts…terrorist attacks..of the kids,.who were left stranded..infants..who did not know what the world is all about and slept forever before they could open their eyes.”

And today is one of those days..when I want to thank that Cinderella Man..who is looking over me..taking care of me..of my family..somewhere up there..
He does test me at times.but that’s just his way of showing me..that there is always more to life than the happiness..and I should be ready for it.
To tell me that I am blessed..and he loves me..
And today I want to tell him..that I love him..for taking care of me..and the people I Love..for giving me people to to think to eat..and shelter to cover my head..without having to beg for it..
Money to survive..and more than enough to support another life…
An be independent..
Parents-who have given me more than everything I ever wanted(and that why im so spoilt)
Friends-who have been there with me through my bad times..
And lessons to remember..mistakes (some huge ones)..from which I learnt a lot about things I never could have..unless I had committed them..

To make me realize..that everytime I was doing something wrong. I had people..who wanted to protect me..if only I had listened to them and not drifted ways..
But im still grateful..that those people are still by side.…even though they have seen all the good..bad and ugly sides of me

Things that he took back from me were probably never mine..and that’s why I have no right to question him..and thus I will not..

Life is much bigger and broader than what we can think of..We should be thankful that our corner is green

Wednesday, 6 August 2008


I have been attacked by a tag. This time Priyanka and Nidhi have tagged me.
Ok this is the first time I have been tagged...and my dearest friends get a lot of fun out of challenging a technically challenged person like me over such issues..
But I am gonna try anyways:-)

The rules for this tag:
1) Link the person who tagged you.
2) Mention the rules on your blog.
3) Tell 6 unspectacular quirks of yours.
4) Tag 6 following bloggers by linking them.
5) Leave a comment on each Tagged blogger's blogs, letting them know that they have been Tagged.

Since I am already linked to the lovely ladies..I can start with my unspectacular quirks..Though people who have spent a considerable amount of time with me would be able to tell more on that front..I can still try..

1)I cant stand when people burp and get hiccups....I know no one likes it when someone does it loud n in public..but the problem with me is..I cant stand the minutest sound of it..and it almost makes me wanna throw up..something I again cannot stand..

2)I cant stand a messy house..I turn restless and paranoid if I see things messed up..My poor husband faces the maximum impact of this habit of much so that within 5 months of our marriage,he has almost turned into a cleanliness freak himself(Now I know a lot of people may disagree with this..esp my mum,,,but then call it the turn of time..this is a habit that has automatically gotten imbibed in in the last 2 years)..
The heights of being it such..that Vinay calls me Monica(of FRIENDS fame) now.

3)I go berserk for SHOPPING...I am a shopoholic..and I would do anything to buy things...the first thing that comes to my mind when i get my salary is the latest shopping destination.Be it..clothes,,shoes,,bags,,Groceries...vegetables..and fruits..i love buying it and keeping all the wardrobes stocked..Be it any kinda shopping n be it for anyone..I love it..:-)

4)I am a maniac at times..I come across as an extremely friendly person to whoever I meet the first time.and my laughter is one thing people around me cant starts from the little errie sound to the thunder of a devil..along with a capability to be out on anyones face and anywhere :-)
but then no one knows when i lose it completely.The jokes that make sense to me suddenly would start seeming meaningless and then I would shout at the peak of my voice,,and that shows the ugliest side of my temper..(which in any case is pretty bad)..
P.S-Just today this one guy in my team had to face it...I hated him the from the word go..and today he just tried to crack a joke at my expense and had it in front of 15 odd people..I dont think he would even utter a word in front of me now..Good for him though!

5)I cannot remember things for nuts..names..places..people..and thats such a big trouble for me..I go n meet my nicest self..and the next time someone comes across and says a hi..I m left wondering "who the hell is he now...?"Sometimes I tend to forget what I was about to say a moment occasional habit for some..but a regular for me..there are places I visit..and the next I am there..Im still wondering why the place looks familiar to me..

6)My figure...and my shorts..These two things have always been the favourite joke amongst all my friends..Like I mentioned above that I have a fetish for shopping..and I love buying shorts..but the problem turns up when I try n wear them..No matter how sexy they may be..they never make me look one..infact..they turn out to be the biggest joke for the day..Now this ones not something I can help..yet it is something that all my close friends.. always associate with me...

Now..since I do not know any other people still on this forum..I'd go ahead and tag both Nidhi and Priyanka again:-)

I have another thought running in my mind..and I wanna put it here..before I forget about it..

till we "read" again!!


Purple Hazed!!

First Day...Yet again!

its my first day at work..after a 5 month long hiatus..
hiatus life took an entire shift in this duration..
So iam back to being a software engineer to an mnc..sitting in front of a computer after 5 long months of wait...had been dying to get back to work..and here iam..back to the monotonous life of a software engineer..that starts and ends around sitting in front of the comp..
and im back to living the typical life of a SE..get up in the morning..get ready and reach office...login to the idiot box(well yes the definition of an idiot box has changed over a few years!!),check emails..go for tea break..come back..try and do some work..go for a stroll to ur colleague's desk..come back to the idiot box coz the PL is checking on everyones work....hurray!!suddenly its lunch time..spend an hour on lunch n a walk post lunch..get back to the box..tea break..orkut/gmail/facebook/linked in..n blah blah..and time to go back home!!!!on some special days..ur encountered with a few meetings (to reduce the strain on the eyes that u develop sitting 12-14 hours in front of a PC)and if the lady luck isnt favoring u..u may even end up getting a good public firing..the routine appraisal..the routine then why is it that i had been cribbing for the past 5 get back to this life?what is it with me..that everything now seems to hold just no not excited about the new job..well i would be lying if i wud say i m not totally excited..ofcourse i have the thrill of having money every month to go and indulge in my shopping escapades:-)but then when i say excitement..i mean the professional thrill..i just dont get the kicks and i dont like doing what im doing..i dont want to just sit in a cubicle and write codes..i want to move people..make something constructive n not stay on the mercy of my manager to appraise me for the work i do and he probably knows nothing about..i want to break free...break free from this outine life of a software engineer..break free..and follow my mind..follow my where it takes something more worthwhile..something productive..and something that can probably return the excitement of my life..the excitement to have fun..and the excitement that one gets when happy!!
the other day i was watching "heavy petting"on NDTV good times..and there those guys were showcasing a place called "the royal kennels" in pune..
i loved the whole idea of it..the way those animals were being pampered in there...had rooms to themselves and people to feed them..
they were genuinely happy dogs who had no anguish or anything for their visitors..they indulged in pillow fights...happily took their baths..went out for long strolls...played a lot..and ate a lot..
and all of it felt so good to the eyes..that there are people who understand the plight of animals..
though it was a purely 5 star treatment for the privileged dogs who had rich just brought a little thought to my mind..
what if some day i can start a place like that..
a place where theres love for all the street animals..all the poor beings who dont get food for days or are killed mercilessly by the ongoing road traffic.,
if only i had the money..the resources to do it..this is one thing i would wanna do..
i havent been happier in the last one year(i mean the happiness one gets out of seeing someone else..happiness which is beyond ones self) than i was when i saw those little one playing here n there..
i dont know how many of weird dreams that i dream would ever come true..
but i live in the hope..that someday iam able to do something which is beyond myself..beyond the pressures of family...and relatives...this world..the boundations
something which is only for the purest emotion in the world.."LOVE"
may be someday i can rise up and stand tall..and "DO WHAT I WANNA DO"

in a hope for a better tomorrow...

Jaane Tu...Ya Jaane na

As the title suggests...I saw this movie yesterday..and truly speaking I never thought I would dedicate an entire post to a movie..I mean..i have such a long list of favorite movies..and not even once did it occur to me to mention something as temporary as a movie in todays date..movies today are a passe..u watch them once..and dont bother to see them the next time..they ae always a one time watch..
And in my case...theres just one movie ever since that has been close to my heart..DDLJ..only because the movie says that once in love..the heart knows nothing..
and here i am..writing about a movie..which has all new comers..has been made by a new director..and has just about nothing special..and nothing new..yet..its one movie..that has touched my hear deep within..
i dont know who should i praise for this crazy crazy stuff that got released on 4th July-2008..ImranKhan..Genelia..the set of friends..naseer,,,the whom the story was narratedor my fave of the lot...Arbaaz and sohail khan!!
Or should i think about the creative genius of this one guy..who is beyond compare..AAMIR KHAN..though hes just the producer of the movie..all of us know that he'd have had a major hand in the direction..
i do not have many words for the movie..its not a creative brilliance..theres nothing new in the story..and every scene in the movie is predictable..and yet..the movie binds you completely..the sheer innocence of meow and rats is so touching..that everytime they are heart goes out to them..
i cried when they cried..and i was the happiest..when they held hands and hugged each other..i loved it when they were together.and did not need anyone else.

both these new actors have done such an amazing job..they actually seem like they r meow and rats and not genelia and imran..their acting is again no rocket science...yet it is so natural..that u cant help but fal in love with the two of them:-)
the best of friends..for forever.. and stil dont know that they are deeply in love with each other..even though the entire world knows about it..and their search for a companion for their best friend..the jealousy when the other is away with someone..the feeling of missing him/her..the uncomfort that gradually seeps in to that wonderful friendship..just about everything has been so beautifully portrayed..
the movie is really unreal...yet it makes one dream of a world like gives you such a feel good feeling..and sweeps u along with a cool cool actually make u believe.. that theres a world where friends like this exist..where love is so pure...where families are so tied by the bond of love even though they are the most modern of the makes u feel..that even with ur strange weaknesses..theres someone in this world..who is crazy about u..

it makes me want to go back to college and revive so much that i lost out makes me want to wipe out the disastrous first relationship i had(something that i kept missing for years after it was over)it makes me want to grow younger..and happier..and it makes me wanna tell all my friends how wonderful they have been..makes me wanna tell him..that no matter how old we may get and even though I may not sustain ..he will still be a part of me..the movie is a celebration of the purest emotions called love and friendship..

whoever said that love and friendship dont mix..must have been a lunatic..the two are so entwined..and this is what meow and rats told us through their innocence..

it makes u fall in love with the feeling of falling in makes you never wanna grow makes u many times it makes u feel just urself..

"tera mujhse hai pehle ka nata hi nahi dil lubhata koi..jaane tu..ya jaane na.."