Farewell

Torn apart in the waves of time
Rusting through the paths I crossed
Entwined in the ghostly bygones
I bid you good bye,Yesterday
Farewell...!

w-h-a-t-e-v-e-r!!!!!!!

I m so totally pissed...freaked...irritated...and god knows what all...
I sometimes just dont understand...why the heck am I here...what the hell am I doing...
somehow being Bangalored totally sucks...
sometimes working in this office totally kills...
I am so angry...so livid,so frustrated,so annoyed...

I fail to understand my everyday purpose...my goal,my dream..this is not what I dreamt of doing...this is not what I dreamt of growing up to become..
This is definitely not what I planned for myself..!!!!
But I landed here...and here that I am...I dont know ,why is it always me who has to face it all...to be THE ONE out of all the other deserving people to be here in this spot!!!!
but who cares...
just about no one..
and thats what makes it worse...
God...I hate this!!!!!

Another feather in the cap!!!

They say weird things happen to weird people.(I don’t know who said it though!!)

And according to my mum,I am the weirdest creature alive.. According to her, I am Some one who can get a double fracture after falling from a 2 feet height,or a multiple one when challenged by her stupid friends to walk on a thin pipe resting on a 7 feet ditch.
.. Who can get bitten by the Chemistry tutor’s dog at 7 in the morning (and still given the look of my-dog-could-die-because -of -biting-you look from the same man) Who can fall just like that while walking,or simply go bang any of the existent body parts against anything that is resting on the way
...Who has changed 4 phones in the last one year(simply because they broke),who looks for potholes while driving, or who made her kinetic look like a piece of such trash within a year of its arrival that even the nearest “kabadi” didn’t want to take it.
Simply a person who cant keep a single thing in a good state,including myself!!!


I had been experiencing bad pain in my hand for the past two months,(which I kept discounting as a simple muscular pain)and when finally Vin got pissed with me and dragged me to the doc and got my tests done,we came across the results

And so…I have managed to fracture the “Trequolim bone”in my hand.
Though not a major bone,its big enough to cause me good amount of pain
So ,while the rest of the world is worried about the fracture in the so called bone in my hand,my mom is busy noting down the incident as merely another feather in my cap!!

And ,when the doctor asked me, how I managed the wonder, I had no answer; Because frankly speaking, I don’t have the faintest clue on how the miracle happened.


But all of this hasn’t deterred me from doing that’s that I love toI still play with Rufus,I still get the house cleaned with the same elan,I still eat pizza with my hand,and still fight with Vin…
...and ofcourse I am blogging too!!!

*Atleast it gave me something to write about*

Jai Ho!!!

Ok...I know I have again done the disappearing act...and I have a zillion reasons for it again…. lack of time, too much work, cant think of something…and the other blahs like that...nevertheless i think that all these are plain simple excuses and its clearly the fact that my silly mind couldn’t get enough thoughts to pen down...

and nor did i think they would...until yesterday!!

I am not at all a cricket lover…The only sport I truly relish is Tennis…and I follow it like a religion(not that I follow my religion like one!!)...but when it comes to Cricket, I have my own prejudices…there are times when I totally hate the game...and a lot of it has to do with my father, my cousin brothers...and my set of cricket fanatic friends...All of them have always hyped the game so much…that it kind of got irritating for me…I understood papa's reasons for loving it(he himself being a good player in his times...until he got busy with lots of other stuff in life)...but when it comes to the other people...I just could never understand the craze...!!!All the more since its not even our national game and the poor national game is in crazy shambles…while the cricketers in India are busy minting money….The likes of Sachin, Dhoni, Dravid and etceteras have so much money with them that the next 3 generations can have crazy fun without batting an eyelid…and yet save enough for the next 2....

Having said that… Ofcourse just like any other girl,I do have my crushes on so many of them… Be it Peterson,or Dhoni;Pathan or Watson;my ever dearest Brett Lee ,Vettori or Warne…I think some of them are totally drool worthy…. and ofcourse I drool over them left right and centre

And comes IPL which by itself is the epitome of crazy money movements accompanied with scorching glamour.The biggies from all the walks of life having decided to have some fun with the excessivemoney in their bank accounts…and hence the concept of IPL…Cheers to Lalit Modi,(a man who was once a part of the poor Rajsthan Cricket council with unusual dreams in his eyes…) for having been able to sell IPL so well.

Whats most exciting is to see the greatest of the players from different countires coming together as a team…and voila how charming is that.Which means that I see Yuvraaj singh and Brett Lee as a part of one team and Peterson and Dravid as the part of another....Ahem!!!

My favourites are ofcourse the Rajasthan Royals.I loved the finals last year(the only match i saw from start to finish)and I totally freaked out on the match yesterday.From whatever limited matches I have forcefully seen in my life,I have enjoyed this one the most.What moments and what enthusiasm!!!Boy I was totally enthralled by Shane Warne and his team who were amazingly terrific.Ofcourse they had their weak moments with Munaaf Patel in a mood for some charity,but the ultimate win is what mattered…and they did..My love for Warne increased manifolds from the last season…he is that one leader who doesn’t need to say any un necessary jargons to win,he leads by example and he does it oh so charmingly…(wink winkI so totally hope that the Royals have a win this year too…Not because I am from Rajasthan,but because it is a team made of people who really have a lot to prove.It is a team who has people like Kamran Khan (who didn’t exist for cricketers,before Warne spotted him in the small town of Azamgarh)and the ones like Yousuf Pathan (who is hungry for the victory)…and some one like Warne who has the everyone against him(I can say that from the round of commentries I heard yesterday)…and who I feel is indeed the greatest Captain australia never had..(though I think Steve Waugh and Ricky Ponting too are pretty good looking...mmmm!!!)

Being an avid cricket hater so far..I cannot sit and analyse the game and the jargons and the pitches and the reports….But I can just hope for some real nice and budding players to get the lime light they would have never got

So Royals…go halla bol

Just out of sight...

A conundrum of thoughts…a list of emotions,
The numbing of words, and senseless devotions.
Trembling, she wondered if she were right…
Was he gone forever…or just out of sight...

The last call…and words so few...
New threads of life…he wanted to renew…
Fearing, she wondered if she were right…
Was he gone forever…or just out of sight...

Torn and broken…Simmered and sighed…
Lived the monster…those sleepless nights...
He was gone… she knew it alright...
Hoping, she wondered if she were right…
Was he gone forever…or just out of sight…

Seething in pain,and waiting in vain..
Clutched those thoughts ….She waited through the night..
Waiting,she wondered if she were right…
Was he gone forever…or just out of sight...

Moments seemed a day… and Days passed on..
Waited by the sun…the moon shone on…
Reading to herself ,his letters promised of love..
Smiling, she wondered if she were right…
Was he gone forever…or just out of sight...

He went away…with a promise to return,
As she waited…for tides to turn…
Pressed along the tides of time,
Time moved on, as she stood still
Holding to her heart, never let the memories spill,
The wait went on till she couldn’t hold on
Dying , she wondered if she were right…
Was he gone forever…or just out of sight...

The 7 am hiatus...

Ok so I know I have been hibernating for so long that most of the people have even forgotten that I ever existed….and now that I have had a long enough break, I so hope that I will have something to write about on a more regular basis.Well..i am back…and this time for the good…

So,while I had been spending my time away from the blog world, it really wasn’t for the good…The generally jobless me was overloaded and bombarded with work...Well I know I should be happy that I finally got some work after months of boredom in my office, but the saddest part was that the work that I eventually got to work on was more boring than the non work that I didn’t have…Alright…Yeah…it’s kind of confusing…so be it...I never understood it anyway...

So, for the past one month, I have been living with meetings. Meetings that start at 7...and end only when I am on the verge of collapsing...I start my day with one...and of course end it too with a couple of them to haunt me through the night.Well for those who know me, they also know for the fact that my mornings don’t begin before 11.All the 4 years of college, I could never make it for the first two lectures; In Gurgaon, mornings started at 10, but this new job wasn’t too emphatic with my state.… and with much difficulty, (and umpteen efforts for 6 months), I finally clocked my self to get up at 8 and somehow reach office by 10,an achievement that my family celebrated for quite a few days. As days went by, I started getting adjusted to my 8 am mornings, and suddenly one evening as I was comfortably sitting on the easy chair planning my next meal, I got a sms from my manager.

Now, my manager deserves another post to be written about since mentioning her in just a few lines would be a injustice to her kind of a personality.So, I will make sure that my coming posts do talk about her.

Coming back to the discussion, I got a message from her, stating that there is a review meeting scheduled for 7 am the next morning. I was aghast!!! What was she thinking,7 am is no time. It was almost midnight…I read the message again,and again..and when I realized that the words were just as I was reading them,and didn’t appear to change,I called her to confirm if she really had lost it completely. Talk about being curt, she wasn’t even apologetic for calling me on such unruly hours…and I knew I didn’t have a choice but to go.Vin tried to console me by saying that it wouldn’t happen again, and just once I could manage it…and so I did and the rest is just history……

But such is the irony of life... that fateful, horrendous and freaking day marked the beginning of a never ending torture on me.And now,I reach office at 6:45 am…attend meetings till 4 pm,and end up getting yelled at for not giving any work stats reports which should be out by 4 pm anyways.And so, the poor me has been juggling with trying to please one and all…and getting nowhere.To make things better(read worse..Iam in my sarcastic mode), 3 of my super bosses are on a visit to the India office .So this lady(lets call her V) has taken a step further to leave no stone unturned to impress each one of them.Dont know how many are impressed, but the whole process has surely killed me.

So, one of these fateful meeting days of mine, I was struggling with discussions since 7 am. It was already 1230, and along with being hungry, I was damn sleepy and yawning shamelessly (well not really, I was trying really hard to control it…) as the VP was addressing us. I don’t know if everyone can relate to the pain of being hungry and sleepy at the same time, but it surely is a deadly combo for me.And right when I was on the verge of getting stoned, this fun loving VP(lets call him C) of ours decided to have some fun session, and he wanted our feedback on whatever nonsense he was trying to utter.Me being me,thought I could really get away by trying and being moderately responsive and sleeping with eyes wide open…And so it began..the discussion on Perception…C was trying really hard to sound like a cool guy (at 50, he is neither cool, nor funny,and the least interesting)..
C:-So guys, lets talk about perception and how we can turn our perceptions into a world class thought process of a world class team.

While everyone raised their hands like 5 year old nursery kids, I was still trying to get back to my senses...and trying to understand what he was really talking about...

C-So Richa, you look contemplative..lets start with you…

“(Huh..why me?I don’t even know what you are asking..contemplative…man..Iam dying of lack of sleep..and im starving all in an effort to tolerate your nonsense.…and you call me contemplative….!!!grrrrrrrrrrr!!!!)”

Some gibberish that I uttered,somehow saved me from being caught red handed in my sleeping act.

C:-Great Richa…so now let’s hear you all…

Phew..….Some more futile and silly questions later…..as we dug in deeper to understand what Perception meant…

C:-Ok guys, how many of you have been to the US

Voila…I was safe here..I grinned and grinned ,I have never been to the mighty US..and there was no way he could have directed the question to me..and so I fell back and started to go back to my relaxation mode..

Everyone else was looking at each other,so it was obvious that none had been…V was observing everyone in the meantime in a hope that some one will raise a hand..and when no one did,she decided to volunteer.(No matter how sleepy I was,I could bet,she had never been there…and she was faking…)

C:-Ok V…so Can you tell me what do they mean when they have 55 MPH written on their expressways.?

Now,this was getting interesting,and I woke up to see the most priceless expression I have seen on some ones face.She didn’t know..and it was evident.But now that she was trapped in her own oversmart move,she didn’t have a choice.So ,after an initial hiccup,she started to speak…

C:-“It means the same like it means here in India,It is ofcourse the maximum speed limit and it means that people cant go beyond 55 mph and the difference between US and India is that people there follow rules”

It seems that she went a little wrong with her overboard answer..I didn’t know until C got uncomfortable with her silly answer.and suggested that it really was the other way around..

And as C continued the discussion with how 55 mph means the minimum speed limit and not the maximum, there she was…embarrassed…and irritated ofcourse…and as she tried to confirm that she meant the same… I burst out in a laughter(to my amusement,everyone felt that I was coughing…as they passed me a glass of water)…I finally had a jump start to the rest of the day….What happened to her…?Well she hasn’t raised her hand for any of the questions till date..I guess she will take some time to gather her thoughts..
And what happened to me after that…well..I got a new manager..The 7 am meetings continue…but this time..I am not complaining…!!
P.S.:-I realized that this is my first post of 2009…16 days since the new years went by…And that just reminds me that I am yet to make my new year resolutions for 2009...I have already started Contemplating..contemplation is good for me...:)

Happpy New Year…!!!

After effects of Karzzzz

Sigh!!!Sigh!!!Sigh!!!Sigh!!!
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!


Office(mine):-

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!!!


Office(vin)

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 right..as if you know what good taste is..you went for Karzzzz"


Office(Shivani)

The most common statement she has come across in the past one week is"Ohh Really..you 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

Shivani:-

"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")

Vin:

"No..you 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 it..my 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 it....is everything ok..are u guys so bored in bangalore..come back to jaipur"

Vin's dad(this was a shocker for Vin)-
"Vin..you 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

"haha..vin 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 funny..is 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 always..by saying

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


Atleast my dad understands me!!

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 good..my 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 again..im bored..I am so bored that as I write this..i don’t know what on earth am I typing ..
So the answer is no..im 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 completely..to 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
Shopping
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 back..so I thought I could try with Tandoori Nights once again)

Etc…etc….etc..

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

sweet nothings...

Ok..so 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..
grrrrrrrrrrrrr...........
goodness..i went berserk looking for it everywhere..in 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 you..im not loyal to just one brand..you name it and i have the loyalty for it..
anyways...much to my disappointment,my wallet wasn't there at the sweet shop..
grrrr....grrrrr
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 yeah..so 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...

Hairy tales and an i10

Okay..so 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 money..is 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 car..be it the showroom…the service road we need to take to reach the showroom..hyundai 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 surprised..as 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 too..now 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 vin..as 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)..well..so 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 ages..so 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 realized..my hair wasn’t really straight..infact it hadn’t even dried..so 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 straightening..by 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 there..to 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!!