My fetish tag

A very long pending tag, I was tagged by Sunita long back, and today comes the day to do the honours.

I must be honest here, when I first read the tag for fetish, my imagination was running in a different direction, I was like hey..how can I publicize that, and then I thought lemme dictionary it (like google it, I use dictionary it) and here is what I found. Obviously this tag dint have anything to do with 3 below but I guess with 4, and I am taking that meaning of fetish and listing mine J

First here is the meaning

fet·ish also fet·ich (fět'ĭsh, fē'tĭsh) Pronunciation Key n.
1. An object that is believed to have magical or spiritual powers, especially such an object associated with animistic or shamanistic religious practices.
2. An object of unreasonably excessive attention or reverence: made a fetish of punctuality.
3. Something, such as a material object or a nonsexual part of the body, that arouses sexual desire and may become necessary for sexual gratification.
4. An abnormally obsessive preoccupation or attachment; a fixation.

1. At work if I am in the kitchen to make tea/coffee and sugar etc is already spilled there, I’ll make my tea/coffee and clean the whole thing, no no not because I am a clean freak ( I am a little though) but coz I don’t want anybody else to judge me and say she spills over the whole thing and does not clean it too

2. I have a fetish for shoes…well which gal does not have.

3. And yeah..can't waste food, either I will overeat or will take small portions, my heart aches to see some people throwing away or wasting food or infact anything, electricity, petrol.

Cant think of any more fetishes

Oh yeah and one more…if I have any eatable on my desk or in my sight…I have to finish it and then only I will have peace of mind else its always on my mind.

My friends blog and my photoblog are very active

Its a month since my last post here, Apologies again, but my best friends blog is now in the top blogs of India . Congrats dear. Do read her interesting blogs whenever you get time.

Regarding my blog, I've actually got some things in mind but not getting the time to articulate them well, Also my new Nikon D40x has kept me occupied and I just cant get my hands off it, the time I've not been active here...I've actually been very actively posting on my photoblog, check it out and please leave in your suggestions/comments on it.

I am alive

Missing missing missing!!

Apologies to all my regular readers/friends and yes i am alive, just been a little to busy with work and I've got a new toy now and I love it...
yes thats me with it



you'll see more pics everyday on my photoblog now, hopefully the quality of my pics improves.
BTW had been to Paris for the long weekend and its so beautiful and romantic..god i wish i had a b/f or husband...I misssed having one there ;)

will write more over the weekend...just popped in to say Hi.

The Rekindled Me

hmmmm long time have been missing huh...some updates from me
- Joined new office 2 weeks back
- Got assigned to a banking project immediately...yipeeeee
- Initial days of project. Just reading docs
- Experiencing the real life of consultant
- Traveling every week, enjoying hotel stay, hunting for food :-)
- My hotel is just on UK's best beach, and on the worlds 2nd largest harbour, Poole, a blue flag beach, the Sandbanks (the reason am so glad is coz.from the time i'd come to uk i'd not visited any beaches, and was pretty unhappy about that, but it was worth the wait i guess, am at the best beach now)
- My tickets to visit India are confirmed...so will be in India for 5 weeks yay!!!

so weekdays busy with that, past 3 weekends have been super super busy, each weekend friends came from Milton Keynes and reading, so took them sightseeing(rather they took me ), Madame tussauds, London eye, London dungeons , went shopping
By now you must have realized, the new job has rekindled a new hope for goodness and happiness in me, I know I know it’s too early to say...but I am just enjoying it right now :-) touch wood.

just wished my friends were around here.

P.S: this post is also for me to fallback on when I am down about the workplace in near future :)

P.P.S : watch out for some new pics on my photoblog

Rail gaadi

Rail gaadi
chuk chhuk chhuk ruk ruk ruk
well though it is more about, mind the closing doors and mind the gap here, I can say that the amount of time I have travelled here in trains is more than the time I have travelled in India so far :-)Its almost 7 months in London, I came here just before Christmas; and in these 7 months I have travelled almost all the 13 lines of the london underground service
(East London and Waterloo and City lines are pending) now you know what a bhatkuram i am :-), its pretty impressive to see the underground network functioning and to know that all this was built almost 100 years back. and its pretty easy too, actually the maps and the colour code makes it simple. I remember when I travelled in Amchi mumbai sometimes would always get confused with which lines to take, etc but here I seem to have mastered the map now :-)

Last saturday I was pretty amused, scared and impressed when I sat in the DLR i.e. The Docklands Light Rail that traverses the East part of London on the Docks. the train traverses on tracks built over the bridges i.e.like a flyover and reminds you of toy train journey(its a little slow that the normal trains), it stops at various stations on its way ,opens the door , closes the door makes proper announcement, [there is a station called East India and a station called West India too in East London ]and whats the most amazing part is that the train does not have any Driver...yup thats right,.....no train drivers boarded on that train to manouver the train. I was sitting on the front most compartment on the first row seeing the tracks, it was amazing to see the way the train moves , turns etc, at one place it had to take a total U-turn and that part was scary, but it did so beautifully. I googled and then I found how it works, here is the link.
Some technology amazes me big time and this is just one of them.

P.S: When I told this to Mom, mommy said I would never sit in that train :)

How Mgrs avoid taking their team for lunch.

While reading this all I could remember was how some mgrs manage to run away from sponsoring well deserved lunch /dinner for his/her team, by well deserved I mean working overtime or some unachievable milestone achieved etc etc. Here is a list of how does a boss avoids taking you out for lunch/dinner, and if he does how he ensures you pay for the food, and if he pays for the food he ensures you order the cheapest one.

1. He'll call the team to work on weekends at 2:00 p.m

2. He'll stay very near to the office and will walk out declaring I am going home for food just before lunch/dinner time

3. He will get biscuits, coke and big packet of crisps(wafers), chocolates when he returns from his lunch

4. He generously orders food (when his wife is not in town or back in India) for the team, and then sends a mail with his bank account no and the amount to be transferred.

5. Iff (that is a rare possibility) he takes you out for lunch or dinner he will chose the cheeeeeeeeeeeapest..blv me cheeeeeapest like a combo of dal-roti and tap water.

Do you have any such expereineces/excuses to share ??

To DAD

Its almost 12 years that I lost him, but still his memories are so fresh in my mind, especially his last day when he tells his Doctor, Do something I dont want to die, he sinking while i held his hand, I still talk to him when i am upset and wonder what he would have adviced me, Would I have been where I am had he been around?, Would he be proud of us(me and my bro) as his children, how much he would have spoilt his grandson. There are so many things that I dont know about him yet. I wish he were around. Today I am gathering courage and writing some memories I have of him.
- He never called me with my full name, I was always Reshu :) for him.

- We both fought a lot, I back answered a lot, but we both shared secrets from Mom :)

- I would get 2 dresses on my birthday every year, one that he would like a lot and one that I would like a lot :-) We both would not give up on our choices (me more coz i knew I would get 2 of them)

- When I sat behind him on the kinetic, I would really get annoyed and tell him to speed a little coz men riding the bicycle would overtake us ,he would go that slow

- He was both liberal and strict with us, despite of his very orthodox background, he would let me wear jeans and skirts but I had to be home before dark.

- He would always shate meetha panipuri with and my mom and bro had teekha :), we both could just not eat that spicy food, and I was glad I had company, coz after him, mom and bro had spicy stuff and i would end up drinking loads of water, untill my s-i-l came in who does not eat spicy too.

- He was a foodie, loved to travel and spend and I think I inherit that from him apart from his looks. My mom is glad that we dont look like her coz my dad had sharp features. He loved baked food, and everytime I visit bakery in India or out of India, I think about him. He would have loved Dunkin Dounuts than the naaz donuts in Pune :)

- He believed in living life to the fullest and would never save money(that was my moms department)

- He used to dance in the house when he used to drink whiskey at home and we could get anything from him.

- He never smoked regularly, he smoked only when he drank, his cigarette pack would last for a year i think :)

- He was the first to wake up at home and he would wake my mom up he he he(which my mom still denies)

- When he would take us around on his bicycle to amuse us he would say pic picky pic picky pick pick and we would keep repeating it alternately till the time we reached home :)

- Every Sunday (till my 2nd year college i.e till the time he was alive)when I used to go for my NCC parade early mornings, he used to wake up early and give me keys to his kinetic and money to eat vada pav during the break.

- He loved pakodas and samosas and would get them everyday(almost) for snacks.

- He would give us money whenever we asked for but would never give mom ( he would say she spends it at the wrong places)

- He used to trouble my bro a lot (thats what i thought when i was younger) since my bro was kinda silent and shy, to make him talk he would make my bro go to shops and stores and tell him to ask the price of this, the price of that to the shopkeeper and look at my bro now he is into international sales and marketing and talks all the time(Thanks to him)

- He had a good taste for things, I realized that after he went and my mom shopped for us, also what he used to say is true, mom is the stingy types :p)

- He was very social, we would have people coming for dinner lunch atleast once or twice a month. I miss that now.

- He taught us the basic manners, he taught me how to iron and he never let us wear clothes that were not-ironed and shoes not polished, in case we dint do it, he would do it for us and then out of guilt we would do it. I wonder where did he learn all that, coz his childhood was very poor and different.

- He dint know to tie shoe laces :) he never wore laced shoes and if he wore he would never untie them, and in case it was untied and he was out, he would go to a shoe polisher on the street, get them polished and tell him to tie the laces :)

- He would not let us out of his sight, he was more possessive of us than our mom, For ncc we had to stay away from home for just 10 days but he would drive all way to the camp place and meet me atleast once or twice in those 10 days and get me nankhatai :)

- He was pretty short tempered I would say, but at home when he would burst out, my mom would wink at him once and he would just blush and start smiling and laughing. ha ha ha I still laugh whenever I remember this. Mom very well knew how to cool him down.

Dad I really miss you infact we all still do and yes you were right, I did understand your value after you went. I just wish you were alive when I matured as a girl, am sure we would have had lots of fun and mom and bro would be jealous of us and Krishanu would have been your fan.

last weekend!!

Last weekend was full of unexpected events(3 to be precise)(in a happy way, thankfully) (ya ya i know its already time for this weekend..but its just friday yet, isnt't it so can write about it )As you know was going to meet my school friend (whom I found via orkut ) at the airport, plan was i meet her, chat for 5-10 min while she waits for the cab or exchanges her TC's , calls home etc etc..the usual chores that one would do when reached at destination and then she goes to her place which is an hour away from london and me back home. i reached 10 min late...my bad and her friend who was going to pick her up was late too coz he had wrong information about the flight delay, So there I shared the coffee table with her for around 40 minutes or so, okay first how we met...I was wondering and wandering how would I recognize her since we dint decide on a meeting point at the terminal I kept calling her once I was on the terminal and searching up and down eyes wandering on all the indian girls there and far I see a girl waving at me :) She was walking towards me and recognized me immediately and I was looking at the little girl face I knew and then I hugged her :) We sat on the coffee table and she showed me our school pic from Std 4 i.e. grade 4 ohhh it was so nice to see the whole class ...and I realized I couldnt remember the names of each and every girl and I'd forgotten so many faces, This weekend I plan to sit with her(yeah me visiting her) and try to get the names right of our classmates. Her friend came to pick her up we put in all the luggage and then time to say bye and he (her friend) said you not coming? I am like no I live here in London, he was like..no problem, come with us, I'm coming back to London so will drop you. Wow that thought excited me rather both of us so I went in too. We talked for another hour or so. I was thinking so many things have changed and she was telling me that she is still in touch with some of the teachers, and my memory was refreshed with the names of some teachers who I forgot. I(rather her friend) dropped her to her place, and she had a parcel for me, Chitale bhakarwadi, a DVD, some mithais and a cute bead necklace and bracelet. Ohh how thoughtful and beautiful. I hogged on the bhakarwadi on my way back to London. Am so excited that I will be seeing her tomorrow again.

The second unexpected thing that happened was on Sunday...while I was watching a movie(the DVD that my friend brought), I get a call from another friend saying that you got to come with me today, I was like okay sure, where and what time, she said for a concert, get ready in 10 min I'll pick you up, me surprised..huh..concert!! okay dress code...smart casual she says...and I get up immediately, put on my jeans high heel shoes lipstick and am ready, then I learn from her that we are going for George Michaels concert at the new Wembley stadium. wohh......i cud have put on my trainer shoes :) never mind. the stadium is huuuuuuuuuuuuuge 90,000 people can be accomodated in it at one time, the walk to the gates(not the main gate...the side entrance gates,once on top) is so broad that 8 cars can drive through it at the same time. The stadium was full with many woman in their mid 30's and many gay men. the concert was lovely, we tapped and swayed when he sang careless whisper, faith, freedom , good puppy, father figure. I was not aware of all the songs he sang. It was fun..I'd never expected that I would be seeing Wembley stadium, and George Michaels performance in it. :)

so all in all unexpected things, go to drop my friend to her house, see wembley stadium, attend george michaels concert.

Have a lovely weekend full of (pleasantly)unexpected events you guys.

Thankyou ORKUT

Thanks to Orkut I will be meeting a school classmate after 15years tomorrow :-)
Am so happy and excited. We were not in the same group of friends but were together for 10 years. same school, same classmates, same teachers. I still remember her as a plump girl in our blue school uniform with side partitioned hair style, like rajesh khanna had once and the most peculiar thing about her she used to tie her school belt not on her waist or low waist but above her stomach :) I will be seeing her tomorrow after 15 years, wonder what she looks like, how she talks (I've talked with her over phone past few days) we have so much to catch on to, well i think will have to wait for the catchin up part, Tomorrow she is coming from India, so will meet her at the airport, probably will catch up on all the talks later.
Am gonna travel back to schoold days for the next month for sure...and maybe explore more school friends. How I wish there was a school reunion of our batch. It would be lovely to know about our old classmates where they are, what they doing did they do what they wanted to do. How our teachers are doing. How will they talk to us now, when they see how they groomed the tiny girls into lovely woman. I think, School reunions or finding old school friends is especially difficult coz for a girls school, because girls generally get married, change names move to a different town (well these days ofcourse all go to us or uk), I think its much simpler to trace a boy classmate than a girl..isnt?
Anyways, I'm happy atleast I'll be meeting one of them tomorrow :-)

thinking

Few more weeks to go and I would be joining the new office, so the days are busy with getting clearance from various departments in India and UK, They have an excellent procedure here, very well defined with all the names and email ids of people to contact for clearance total 13 departments sheesh!!!! I din't know those many departments existed in the IT industry...very impressive!!!

so one of the forms I gotta fill is the Exit Interview form and one of the question in it is

"What is your greatest regret in leaving?"

and I am still wondering what to write!!! and why the question.....

Would anybody leave an organisation if they had any regrets???

Kiddie talks, my nephew Dinku

Its funny how kids talk, the mumbling of words , the baby talks..I use to love baby talking with my nephew Dinku and learning his language calling mam for water, ninu for sleep, cutty for cutting, lagi for getting hurt etc and its even more fun when I hear his talks, he is 4 now and here are some of his kissas that I heard from home lately.
Kissa 1 : (this is latest)
In the train, on his way to meet his Grandparents there were some college students sharing the berth with him, the naughty and talkative he is , the college students started talking to him so one of them asked
He : So do you play any sports
Dinku : yeeeees( he drags the yes )
He : So what sport do you play?
Dinku : Billeads ( this is how he pronounces Billiards...he has a little ascent)
He : not following which sport asks again, Which sport?
Dinku : Billiards
A little smirk on everbodys face, another asks with raised eyebrows
Dont you play Soccer?
Dinku : soccer? what is that never heard of it
He : football , football, dont you play football
Dinku : Ohh Foootball, Nope
He : Why?Dinku: Cos I'm very small for it na, when I will become big na, that time i will play football.
Laughter roars in the compartment

Kissa 2 :
Location : Interview for Dinku's school admission at D.A.V
(okay lemme give you a little background, they just moved back to India from Dubai and he was studying in DPS there, and was temporarily admitted to another local school to be on the safer side, his parents dint want to waste his year(they did not tell DAV about it))
Dinku and his mom are sitting in the principle's office with the principle and 1 more teacher asking them questions. the principle is talking with Dinku's mother when this fellow spots the ceiling fan and then announces, your ceiling fan is too high, Alarmed and thinking that the kid needs attention they focus on him. and then he announces, is is very dirty. Dinku's mom embarassed, does not know what to say.Principle does not seem to mind and says
ok Dinku Do you like this school? would you like to study here?
Dinku : Nope
Principle : why
Dinku : because i like my old school
Principle : (thinking he is referring to DPS , Dubai) says you cnt go there now, you will like this school too
Dinku : stresses and says Nooooooooo(like the biggest no ever), I like Ryan International more
Principle and teacher are shocked, Dinkus mom tries to nudge Dinku, so that he keeps quiet and Dinku tells his mom, Ma why are you nudging me.
All are quiet for a moment, then the principle asks Dinku, okay dinku beta, will you tell me a poem?
Dinku : no
principle : why, dont you know?
Dinku : I know, but i will not tell you
principle : why will you not tell me
Dinku : because I dont like you
Everybody quiet again, this time the other teachers gestures him to come towards her, and tells him, Do you want chocolate?Dinku goes towards her and takes it, says thank you, then the teacher says, okay now tell a poem Dinku gestures her to come down towards him she bends and dinku tells the poem in her ears :)

My mom being a teacher was really worried that he might not get admission after his avirice behavior, but to her surprise he did get admission :-) Thanks to the school for understanding kids

I'm tagged : A dozen things about me

I am tagged by Sunita and was wondering what more can I write about myself especially after saying most rather 100 things about myself here, Hopefully I do justice to this post and say things about me that are not obvious from my previous blogs

1. I tend to judge boys on the amount of food they eat( I know I know I should not..keep telling this to myself), but if boys eat less, I think they are sissy boys :)

2. I've tried smoking once..no no twice...but dint like it, wonder how smokers smoke, it was more of a burning paper smell.(shh.. mom does not know this)

3. When going for parties or first time to somebody's place for dinner or similar situations, I dont mind if I am over dressed but never like to under dress

4. I'm pretty observant( my profession demands it too!!) and have good intuitive skills :)

5. I can easily talk to strangers( rather anybody), infact once in a transit visa in Hongkong, I roamed the city with a total stranger for 8 hours ( now when i think of it, it scares me)

6. I am fond of hats, I have a collection of atleast 15 different types of head wear :)

7. I love to drive, and love the vehicles I drive, be it my kine or my car, I talk to them ( whacko huh)

8. I love talking with my friends at length be it on phone, but i prefer going to some place where we can relax and talk, like mocha, Kiva or the sofa at home. Me and my friend would chat everyday till 2 a.m and believe me our topics never repeated :)

9. Puja is my first friend in this life, we know each other from the time we were in our mom's (respective moms) tummy :) and still good friends :) There are many similarities in our life (definitely not in our taste, she would agree) like even our cars, though she bought hers a year or 2 after i did, my car license plate is 6292 and hers is 6922.

10. My brother thinks I am a total gone case, good for nothing and a brat he he he but still loves me and ensures I have the latest gadgets(be it mobile phone, laptop), he thinks I am crazy whenever he sees me clicking pics.

11. I have more than 1 cell phone charger, one in the car, two at home, one at my office desk, then too I forget to charge my cell phone :)

12. I dont throw garbage on the streets and would not let my family and friends to do so too, I've made them pick it up and keep it in their pockets whenever they did so :). I would do whatever it takes to make the place, city I live a better place of course I do get into lot of arguments coz of it but then...it is worth it.

Now my turn to tag : I tag Puja, Prax, Mr J, Ruz and Push

Hurray!!!

yay!! yay!! yay!! yay!!

I got a new job

yay!! yay!! yay!!

Will get paid moooooooooore

yay!! yay!! yay!!

will not get booooooooored

yay!! yay!! yay!!

will have new friends

yay!! yay!! yay!!

travel different fence

yay!! yay!! yay!!

I got a new job

I got a new job

I got a new job

Sorry for being away past few days, Finally!! fiiiiiiiiiiiiiinally I will be moving on to a new job, and was busy completing various pre-joining forms. would be joining the new firm last week of June. My current job was such a disaster, I was very hopeful when i joined this company a year back, I can't say I regret the decision of chosing the firm, but something that I would never do again.

Ready for a date, mate?

When it comes to dating I wish I was a boy instead of being a girl. its so much hassle to prepare for a date if you a girl, Not that I don't enjoy it and would stop doing it...but its just too much to do sometimes, espeically when the date is not what you expected.

A girl has to prepare so much; right from her head to her toes, its an expensive affair, both time wise and money wise.
Starting from the top,
her Hair has to be nicely colored and shampooed and set.
eyebrows well shaped
Proper make up, even if you not the make-up sorts (I am glad I am Indian with brown skin, wonder how much pain the white gals have to take) a basic foundation, with powder, mascara, eyeliner, lipstick, lipliner. Not to forget, you have to plan what color lipstick also whether matt or glossy.
hands and legs waxed
hands well manicured, nails well shaped and colored (if u really fancy color that much)
good pedicure, toe nails well shaped and colored.
depending on where you going, need to plan your dress, perfume, hairdo and footwear too.

All the boy has to do is
Take a shower(apply some gel if he has hair on his head and wants it spiky, else doesnt even have to bother doing that)
wear a shirt and a trouser(a jacket maybe),
shoes and socks
spray some perfume,
carry wallet,
buy some flowers(these days they dont even do that :-()

thats it....the boy is ready for a date.
Now check the animal species, its totally different there, I think its one of GOD's ways to balance things out :)
I am sure....the male species in animals would understand and relate to the feelings of the female species of us humans.
for example, consider the peacock,
he takes so much efforts to attract a peahen, maintain his feathers, spread them when he sees her and dance for her too....whereas all the peahen has to do is chose between which colored feather she likes the most, the green, the blue or white :)

On the other hand, it feels all worthwhile, when your date says, you look wonderful today, so guys if you going for a date, please dont forget to compliment your gal, and gals be nice...dont say, does that mean i dint look good yesterday? give a nice smile instead and say thank u or more better all for u ;)

I loved this quote...

Don't make someone a "priority"......

If they keep you only as an "option"

:)

Trilogies

May seems to be the month of the trilogies with Spiderman already released, shrek3 releasing on May 18th and Pirates of the Caribbean due on May 25th

I am looking forward to see all 3 of them, I love these sequels or is it called series? Whatever it is called, I look forward to watching them, There are so many movies with sequels and I've seen most of them but the best in all these series is Lord of the Rings (though i saw it very late , thanks to chate and beens), the director has done an awesome and remarkable job there..i don't need to mention it at all, wonder how people could wait for the next one to come, I saw all 3 of them back to back one night, then there is Harry potter sequels, well!! who does not love him, I have no words to describe Harry potter sequels, too good. Hollywood is full of these series, there is superman series(or sequel), Lion king series, ice age, Jungle book then the fiction of Matrix, star wars, fast and furious. It is not limited to cartoons or fiction only there is action packed films too apart from charlies angels, Matrix, MIB, Mission impossible, Austin powers, Charlie's Angels, The Exorcist, Terminator. remember rush hour 1 and 2, and who would forget the spoofs of scary movie. Hollywood directors try sequels in different categories and they are so successful in it, they do it with flare.

Now imagine our bollywood directors.
In our bollywood we have sequels just in names, like hero No1, Biwi No1, Beta no 1, Coolie no1, rather its a series of no ones, infact there is even a number 2 in the title despite the fact that no 1 does not exist like waisa bhi hota hai part2, bhai..where is part1 :-) We dont have any movie named movie named 1 and movie name2, Do we??.

Do we have any real movie sequels.....lemme think...well we had nagin and nagina :-) that was a sequel right? YA RITE!!! I can imagine what our hindi movie sequels would be...first sequel: hero AND all abt his romance and struggle in life marriage and then he dies, and in the sequel there wud be his son borne by NOT by his wife but heroes one night stand (which is very possible that the hero is not aware too)...and then his son's story of becoming a jayaz i.e. legitimate son ,or another idea... maybe we would have a sequel of kuch kuch hota hai...there cud have been a sequel in tht..first sequel with rani..and second sequel with Kajol..karan johar just mixed all in one...maybe coz of budget constraints, he he he.

Well!!! apart from a handful of movies all our hindi scripts revolve around trees and romance and triangle love stories or remake(the latest trend) of old movies...its so sad that our film fraternity (as Karan johar addresses the film industry)can't think of anything different..anything original. I always have this complain , most of our films are 'inspired' by some or the other foreign films or maybe only love storis bnothing original.

Lately we did have some sequels like hera pheri..and then phir hera pheri, koi mil gaya(mixtrue of forest gump and alien and little hindi romance and songs..but kids loved it..not a bad try there), then krish, then chota chetan, what was the sequel of chota chetan called?....I have all hopes with the new directors who have made films like Dhoom1 and Dhoom2(yay!! i could get one movie name which describes it as part1 and part2) and munnabhai sequels/series..hopefully we get to see some real sequel movies...if not sequel..real original good hindi scripts. Amen.

Lost my new companion :(

Location : Pizza hut at Brent Cross shopping centre.

The place was very crowded and we managed to get into pizza hut after waiting 20 min in the queue. I just finished a phone call and kept my cell-phone on the table and the desserts arrived. We (me and my friend) were binging on the chocolate fudge cake and strawberry cake with ice cream..hmm yummy.
2 lads approach me for some change...i.e. begging....I was wondering how can someone beg inside the restaurant, and was trying to read the paper in his hand, thinking its some institution he belongs to and wants charity for, then saw the paper he had in hand was a shopping centre guide(at that time he very neatly sneaked the phone using his other hand, which i dint notice..I was totally confused) and was asking him what is it that he wants the money for...and then they just started walking away from me. Me was still confused, and I heard my friend saying, 'Did he take your phone?' I was like WHAT!! Without looking on the table I stopped the guy and said...you took my phone give it back...he was like what phone, I saw an innocent look on his face and thought I should double check before arriving at a conclusion so went to my table to check(stupid me!!!)..and my phone indeed was missing!! I was so confused, my friend ran behind the lad and caught him, meanwhile the 2nd lad handed over the phone to a third one and he walked out hurriedly, all 3 went in different directions, I went out to tell my friend that yes he took my phone, we ran behind and got hold of one of them, He started throwing tantrums, as if he dint understand the language, rolled on the floor, everybody in the mall was staring at us, but we rather my friend just dint let him go. the mall security guards were just not catching him, they were even more confused than me. Meanwhile 2 senior security guards came near us and caught hold of him, the little innocent face was crying loudly, the security guard very coolly said calm down and then the guards took him, I followed them and soon we were at the shopping centre police station. the other guards had managed to catch the 2nd lad too, but the 3rd one was absconding.
They were romanian gypsies and professional robbers. the police stationed there at that time dint have the powers to frisk them or arrest them so they just took custody of them. There were complains of another ladies purse missing and a couples cell phone missing, but those vicitms had not seen the robbers. The boys sat there coolly, least worried. I was right there in front of them, and couldnt do anything to them. It was such a helpless situation, I knew they took the phone, it is on cctv too, the police knew the same too, but nothing could be done coz they dint have powers. The police(who had powers to arrest) were called and they dint arrive for 3 hours (well they were on their way,but an emergency came up so they had to go there),After waiting for 3 hours of waiting for the police, we gave our contact details to the incharge there, the lads were still in their custody, sitting coolly without any worries, The security incharge told that the police would call us and come over to the address we specified, for a statement.
At night the police did call and said that they would come over tomorrow for a statement, and they took my cell phones IMEI no and said that he 'might' know where it is.

Although I have no hopes of getting back my cell phone I feel sad and am flabber gasted that such an innocent looking well dressed young boy (merely 8-10 years old)can fool me. You just cant relax anytime outside...somebody is watching you always, the moment you offguard, you lose your thing.

Lessons learnt
1. Always insure your cellphone
2. Dont trust anyone, not even kids especially with innocent face
3. Keep your belongings with you always
4. Dont keep your belongings just like that even in a restaurant.

I wonder, had the same thing happened in India, I think people in the restaurant would have caught him, if not that, police would have bashed the robbers, abused them and get things out of them immediately.
Here the police were also so helpless, he said we cant even hit them, they know that and hence get away with such things.

Its such a sad situation that despite of having all the freedom we have to be on our guard always, and I could'nt even finish my yummy yummy dessert :-(

What have I been doing

Apologies for being silent so many days, and thanks for my regular visitors who just dont give up on me :-) things have been real busy these days, I am exploring many new things you can know that by just reading some of my sms

sms 1 : hey little princess where are you, can we chat tonite?

sms 2 : sorry for not replying earlier, shall we meet this friday for dinner?

sms 3 : hi, this is mike from xyz recruitment, just wanted to wish you luck for your interview this afternoon.

sms 4 : my friend is coming to UK, what do you want from here little sis? chitale bhakarwadi and??

sms 5 : hi this is foster from AB recruitment, congratulations!! you have been selected for xyz job at abc co.

sms 6 : So you visiting us this weekend right? there are some other friends coming too we are planning to go to stonehenge.

sms 7 : Hi did you receive the HSMP stamp on the passport yet, we would need your passport for applying your NI no.

BTW past few days have also been spent in creating my photoblog , please give it a look and let me know what you think. Dont have high expectations though...am just learning.

Tujhse naraaz nahin

Tujhse naraaz nahin
zindagi hairaan hoon main
Tere masoom sawaalon se
pareshaan hoon main

jeene ke liye socha hi nahin,
dard sambhaalne honge
muskuraayen to, muskuraane ke
karz utaarne honge
muskuraaooN kabhi to lagtaa hai
jaise honTon pe karz rakhhaa hai

aaj agar bhar aai hain,
boondein baras jaayengii
kal kyaa pataa inke liye
aankhen taras jaayengii
jaane kab ghum hua
kahaan khoya
ek aansoo chhupaake rakhaa thaa

zindagi tere
gham ne hamein
rishte naye samjhaaye
mile jo hamein
dhoop mein mile
chhaon ke thanDe saaye.

Tujhse naraaz nahin
zindagi hairaan hoon main
Tere masoom sawaalon se
pareshaan hoon main

This is my favorite song and i keep singing it all the time, especially these days, wonder when things will be fine!!!

Gulzar really touched many peoples heart with this one, am sure this ones everyones fav too :-)

The Kite runner

I'd bought this book while I was in India but dint get a chance to read as Puja had borrowed it. I'd heard very good reviews of the book and finally I read it. The description is so good that one can easily visualize it and if a movie is being made on it the Director will have no issues at all. It’s about Amir's cowardice and how he admits to it and finally stands up and does something decent. Towards the end it becomes like a Hindi movie...but I really liked it.

I have never done any book reviews before this, but this book really inspired me to do one. Despite it being the debut novel of the writer, I think he has done a marvellous job. While reading one feels he's telling his own story, but its not. The intricate details of the place the feelings. Many a times I literally cried while reading the novel. The novel very well covers the lifestyle of 2 countries rather 3, Afghanistan, Pakistan and the US of A. The political invasion of Soviet and Taliban in Afghanistan and its consequences in the lives of many people including Amir and Hassan. (It always made me imagine the situation of India and Pakistan while our independence, it’s such an irony most of the countries go through the same phase one time or the other.)

It's a story about Amir and Hassan, their boyhood days and days as adults. They grew up together in Afghanistan, Amir the son of a wealthy man a Pashtun a Sunni Muslim and Hassan the son of the servant who worked for Amir's father. Amir lost his mother in child birth, He always longing for love from his father a wealthy man who is puzzled that his son is more interested in reading books than soccer. Both motherless children growing together as friends but also maintained their status as servant and master. Hassan protective about Amir, always saves his master from trouble, but then too at times Amir showed his superior position. Hassan who was so pure at heart and loved Amir so much never seemed to mind and he knew Amir too well and could read him easily. Amir was fond of Hassan too and they shared a very unique and different kind of friendship and it was precious to both of them. The plot of the novel changes completely on the day of kite flying competetion, Amir won the compettion by cutting all the kites in compettion and having his kite flying in the sky and to further make it memorious moment Kiterunner Hassan ran to get the last kite that Amir cut. That day Hassan was in trouble with some bullying from neighbourhood
Boys for the kite and Amir just hides watching the bullying behaving like a coward. It changes his life totally and remains with him through out. Meanwhile the soviets invade Afghanistan as a result of which Amir (as a child) and his father move to America and Amir returns to Afghanistan only as an adult to see its destruction and to concord his sins to Hassan. "There is a way to be good again" a friend of Amir counsels him in the novel, and he comes to Afghanistan and finally finds peace, finally a way to be good again.

The best part about the novel is the sense of repentness, the guilt for redemption, for the coward act and a light of hope now and then but
it is always tinged with sadness and destruction, destruction of the unique and precious friendship.
I wouldn’t call it a sad story but I think one has to read it to experience it. Kudos to Khaled for such a lovely write-up. I think I can finally fill up the Column that asks, Best/favourite books read so far.

Love or Responsibility?

Once upon a time, there was a boy (Mr B) and a girl, typical indian hindi film story, both had different backgrounds, different culture, one i.e. the gal from the south and the boy i.e. Mr B from the north(for south indians anything above them is north) to clarify here ..well Mr B was actually from west. They fell in love..went around for a while and finally decided that they should marrry each other. they proposed it to their respective families. Their family dint agree initially well north and south india culture difference, but finally after lot of convincing and debates they had a happy ending there, they got married.

They were both very happy and all in love with each other. Mr.B worked out of India for some time, the girl accompanied him and it was like their second honeymoon there in a new country. In the meantime they became parents to a lovely girl, who had some physical problems and they went here and there to different countries to treat the girl. Finally the girl was well treated. They went through a lot together, good times and bad times and stood by each other, parenting their child and enjoying each moment of her childhood. Both worked and were financially secure too, then for some reason (maybe they missed India) they decided to return to India.

Both went to work in B'bay and were glad they returned to India.Back to their family, their friends, back to their country, though sometimes they would miss little things of staying out of India, but they dint mind that and overlooked it. As most married couples do, they shared everything of each other their emails, their passwords, bank accounts everything. their kid was 4 years old now and went to school

One evening as she was casually browsing his emails, she noticed something different that shocked her at first and then it really hurt her. She was wondering how could he do that to her, how could he NOT tell her..how could he...is all she could think. He was in love with another woman, another married woman. She was very attractive and she'd found Mr.B attractive..both had a chemistry and both fell in love with each other, they'd managed to hide it for some time but not very long.

When Mr B came to know that his wife knows about his affair he thought she would leave him, but she dint, she still loved him, he moved out of the house for sometime, and still continued his affair with another woman and kept no relation with his wife, but he would visit his daughter often and do anything for her. He kept telling his girlfriend to move out of her house too so they would stay together, but she never moved out. He was getting little irritated with that, coz he had moved out, but he loved her a lot. Meanwhile the girlfriends husband came to know but seemed like he dint care much, he continued to live with her ofcourse no relationships with her. so Mr B moved out stayed alone, wife stayed with daughter in a sepearte house (where Mr B and his wife lived together) the girlfriend and her husband lived in their own house but no relationship with each other.

Mr B and his girl friend kept meeting each other often and continue with their relationship, He always asked her to move out too, but she dint. Mr B loved her a lot.

Mr B was a responsible man, who had some responsibilities to his kid atleast. Whenever she was sick he would meet her, take care of her. girlfriend did'nt approve much of this and one day when Mr B lent his car to his wife(when his wife's car was in garage) to pick up the kid. the girl friend was furious and abused him a lot and told that she dint want to see his face, Mr B was about to sign his own divorce papers that time took a step back and dint sign the papers, and returned to his home. He was tired of living by himself. Meanwhile his wife was taking care of herself and to let her out of depression would work out a lot in the gym which made her attractive too. Mr B did return to his house, but he still loved his g/f and dint have relationship with his wife, but his wife continued to love him. she dint tell him a word. She kept a neutral status.

After some days the girlfriend came back, apologized and said that she was insecure hence had behaved that way. Her husband left her too and she moved to her own apartment, things came back for Mr B and the girlfriend and they started going around again. But they were not like before, they loved each other but had their own (in)security problems. Mr B again suggested that they both live together in a seperate house, but she insists tht he move with her in her house.

He is ready to take a divorce, and though she lives seperately she has not divorced her husband yet. His wife continues to love him (she thinks that he might stray again coz he already did that once)and he feels guilty at times, and hates the fact that she loves him despite of his betrayal and feels he is being punished for falling in love again. He loves his girlfriend now, however instable that relationship is, he wants to continue with it but stays with his wife. His daughter is 7 years old now and might not understand his dads or moms feeling.

Past three years he is in love with his girlfriend and now for 6 months he is in a dilemma(he talks to all i.e. his wife, kid and g/f but does not keep relationship with either of the women, he wants to sort it out)
1. whether to go and stay with his girlfriend (in her house) which he does not want to he doesnt mind staying in a seperate house (male ego you see :0),
or
2. to leave his girlfriend totally ( coz she really gets very insecure at times)but he still loves her and come back to his wife as her husband to redeem his guilt more than that as a Father because he feels responsible for his kid
or
3. to just continue living the way it is.

I personally think he should go back to his family ,…call me orthodox but I feel he should chose responsibility over love and I totally agree with the straying part, but I maybe wrong.
What would you advise him..... to chose his intimate love or responsibility?

yipee

Its monday morning again...monday blues...but I dont want it to be Monday blues so wearing pink today :)
I am just looking forward to Thu....yay!!! this is a short week and so is the next one. I am going to LakeDistrict (http://www.lake-district.com/) for the long weekend, so looking forward to it coz

this would be my first stint with driving in UK and that too a 7 seater car.
hopefully the weather is good and I do well( for the driving part)

YAY!!!!

Part 2

It might be a good idea to read Part 1 first.
Sorry for posting part 2 late, got pretty busy with some work, nevertheless here is part 2,it might be an anti-climax for some of you though.

It was a nice weekend, Monday blues...at work suddenly a window popped saying hii, remember me...she wondered who it was and it struck her that it was him..she said yes, she remembered and he was happy. she asked him how he was and told how good the party was etc. he asked her about her and some details of how long shed been with the company etc. She was wondering why the boy had pinged her. Was he interested in her...but she chucked that thought coz he looked much smaller and She thought he had some work with her...but the guy said he'd generally pinged her. later during the day he called her too, she wondered again that why did he call her. She talked and then he called her again, then smsed her...He called her again that night and she was wondering why is the kid calling her. Fianlly she asked and he said, just like that, cant i be your friend. They talked at odd hours after that, asking what they did during the day , hobbies etc sometimes in whispers too coz it was too late, finally they met for coffee after a week. She felt odd coz he was shorter, leaner , younger than her. But they met and as she had predicted she was right, he was pretty uncomfortable when they met or walked together towards the cafe :-), he was looking out and she was suggesting him other gals/friends she knew. They had a little conversation where he still felt very awkward finally he paid the bill and they left. She felt weird too, since then he dint message her or call her and on chat both keep a busy icon. Wonder what went wrong

1. Did the height and status of the gal matter to him? It was not that he was seeing her for the first time.
2. Did he not like her suggesting other girls to him?
3. Did he see that she was not interested in him?
4. Is it that sometimes with some people, you just dont know what to talk when you meet them?
5. Was it a bet that he had with his colleagues?
6. Sometimes the wavelengths just dont match and you dunno what to do?
7. Did she/he do anything wrong?

Part 1

(Disclaimer : all events/views expressed in this article are fictional, any character/event resembling this is NOT coincidental.)
Location : On the way for an office party, bowling followed by dinner.

They met outside the elevator, it was an awkward situation, she was with her team and boss, he was with colleagues, they were from the same office but had never met or talked. All just stared at each other waiting for the lift to arrive. the professional girl that she is , she could not stand the silence (they were all colleagues after all, and would be spending the evening with each other), she thought her boss would introduce, but that dint happen, she thought that those boys were timid and shy so she broke the silence by introducing herself to them, and they reciprocated in a similar manner, so did her team. and then everybody was talking to each other. The elevator stopped(well the elevator had arrived, they all boarded and had continued talking) and they walked together and later got dispursed.

She was cool, all herself, bowling and chit chatting with colleagues and their wives and kids, scoring well infact the highest, least bothered and not looking for anybody . He was there clicking pictures of the party. After the game she with her team went to the bar to get a drink and he was at the bar having his drink. She dint notice him, untill he asked, so what will you have? and suggested Orange juice? she smiled at him (thinking, grow up kid!!) and asked, cant i have a vodka instead?, he was surprised and said sure...he ordered for one, she thanked him and left for another game. He continued taking pictures of kids and families and of the colleagues she was playing with, and some of her pics too, she continued to play, talk with the managers, HR play with the kids.
Games over, she had a nice conversation with everybody, he was clicking pics with friends, posing with the bowling ball making the place cheerful and fun. She thought he is a nice kiddo.

Games over, drinks over all had fun and it was dinner time. she sat with her team cracking jokes, laughing and enjoying her dinner, he sat at the table across hers, again clicking pictures. He came to her table to click pictures, and commented on one of her silent colleagues...hey i havent seen you in office before, do you work in the same office, and she answered on his behalf..well we all are seeing each other for the first time, just to prove her point she asked, did you see me before at work before?...to which he replied with a twinkle in his eye, Yes I have so many times...she was surprised and a little shy??. (thinking to herself she was not old enuf and guys did notice her!!!!)

part 2 coming soon...

Who else....

Who ElseWho can you turn to

When you're feeling blue

Who will always love you ,

No matter what you do

Who trusts you

when you doubt yourself,

And gives a gentle nudge

When you meet an obstacle

You just can't seem to budge

Whose promise can you depend on,

Who's every word is true

Whose arms will always open wide

To greet .. or comfort you

Whose smile and laughter through the years

Has brightened up your day

Like a ray of sunshine sent

To drive the clouds away

Who will never leave you ...

Neither miles nor time can part

No one else but Mama ..

Nestled deep within your heart

P.S: My 100th post dedicated to mom, I miss you mom, I guess I am home sick, feel like going to India and meet her.

Whats in store?

Sometimes I wish that I could see

Just what the future holds for me

Is it worth the struggle to survive

Is it worth the pain to stay alive

Or rather .. knock upon Death's door

And say "I can't take anymore"

Sometimes it's very hard to stay

Alive for even one more day

Yet other times I'm very glad

And think "Life's really not that bad"

My body's tired .. my mind is too

That's why I'm not sure what to do

If I could only know for sure

Just what the future holds in store.

Sometimes I wonder.....

Why do gals always talk only about dieting and being fat?

Why do old bald men in india not shave off their head completely rather than having a skirt of hair around their skull?

Why do non vegetarians have pity on vegetarians?

Why are moms always insisting on their kids having more food?

Why do men ogle at girls all the time?

Why do people leave office only after their boss leaves office?

Why do they consider fish as vegetarian (okay non vegetarians, look at point 3, stop doing it)?

Why do i clean off the mess created my somebody else in the office kitchen when i want to make my coffee?

Why do some men take pride in showing off their hair on their ears? you should see our security guard in india office, his face looks like he has 2 pairs of year, one black ear protruding out of the brown one?

Why do non vegetarians say that we vegetarians eat ghaas phooos?

Why are men totally covered and woman flaunting their skin in the oscars and grammys especially?

Why do we not see aamir khan and anil kapoor in any of the film award functions?

Why do me and my bro always fight? (gee he is a father now)?

Why do my non vegetarian friends still tolerate me?

Why do they not have a tag or something to tie all the wires running my office table?

Why do Indian people not smile at each other on the streets out of India? okay not on the streets atleast at workplace?

P.S: How do you like this template?

Birthdays

I still remember my childhood days when as a child i wud keep counting days rather months for my birthday to come. everyday i would tell my mom, 1 month left, 28 days left etc etc...and my mom would nod her head and have the same excitement, (atleast thats wht i think).

I wonder why birthdays were rather ARE so special for me, mebbe the new clothes, distributing chocolates, or getting break from wearing the blue uniform or standing in front of the whole class grinning while they would very happily sing the happy birthday song ( am sure they must be waiting for the chocolates) I used to distribute melody and eclairs :-) to the class.Evenings would cut cake and friends would come over, not only my friends but my brothers (though he had vey few), my moms , my dads :-), neighbours, some cousins and the whole jhing bang lot.We would serve rasna, (well coke and all were not that famous then and the pet bottles had not come yet..and whatever came my dad would use it with his whiskey..well he and his friends would celebrate by drinking on my 'day), and in paper plates we would have samosa, wada, farsan, budhani chips, gulab jamun(mom believed in having a sweet, apparently cake was not considered as a sweet dish for her) and ofcourse the cut cake and monginis cake slices (if the cake was not enuf). Friends would dance(since mom was a teacher, her students wud compose some dance for me) and they wud have a skit etc. Mom would make my fav masala bhat for dinner (yeah after all this we had dinner too :-)) and it used to be fun time.

Well this is me and my birthdays, there were some gals in my class and some friends who do not make such a hoo hah about their birthday, and I always thought that it is a very sophisticated behaviour.

I've tried it every year(the sophisticated behaviour)..not to make a big deal of it..but at the end of the day I do make a big deal of it. This year I'm becoming 30(yeah yeah whtever happened to the rule of woman concealing their age) and I thought that I would not make a deal of it coz i am getting old and hence I've not told anybody at work about my birthday..so far I am successfull there(but i am sure i will tell them by the end of day).but I bought myself a pair of jeans and in the evening I am visiting my friends at Reading (which was not part of my plan at all) coz by birthday comes only once a year, it has to be different in some way right? he he he so..its not gonna be a normal day.
and yes (Ruz was not planning for this, but then I thought I have to live upto your expectations ;)) Thanks for all the birthday wishes.

My Birthday wish: May I get my special one atleast this year :-)

P.S: Well I forgot to mention that my bro's b'day is on 6th and mine is on 9th, so the party would be for both of us but I would like to believe it was for me coz hey..its all about me here isnt ;)

P.P.S : Talking about countdowns, this is my 97th post, soon reaching the mark of 100.

Holi

Everytime such festivals come and i realize again and again that wow our country is so colorful, and I miss it so much. I think the festival of colors is so much required out of India, especially here in UK. All I see on streets, offices everywhere is blue, black, grey, white, brown. I do understand they always want to match their clothes with the weather, but I just wished that they could pick up holi from us like how we picked up so many things from them, drinking chai, the language, everything...even the houses kids draw in school are actually the houses here isnt? Atleast one colorful day.

nevertheless the Indians here in London, do add color(No am not talking about the brown color here :-) ) especially on holi. I visited the temple(yeah that seems the only place where I see indians smile at each other) and could see beautiful indian gals in colorful saris and dresses. The temple was so beautiful and colorful and the deities were dressed colorful too and everybody inside had color on their face, infact while returning in the bus, there were all indians with some color on their face...and for a moment I felt as if I am in India and wished like playing Antakshari :-). ( all indians in bus make me want to play antakshari for some reason). It was fun, I played holi with housemates(first generation British Indians) on sunday to continue the colorful Indian tradition here too. It was fun. I missed my friends though. Last holi I had spent with so many kids, and it was very special.

I missed running behind friends, behind mom and coloring their face , I missed my mom saying, get out of the house...no color here, no no..we just cleaned the house, dont wet it, I missed my mom forewarning to remove old clothes and keep so that I could wear them on holi, I missed my bro's factory color and silver :-), I missed the pichkaris.

Hope you had a nice holi too.

GOOGLE

Okay I am not writing about any new merger of google, or any new product of google or dont expect of any google deals, I just want to take some time to appreciate google.
I am sure everyone visits this site atleast once a day, be it to search the directions, some code, some queries etc. if not the site itself we access its flavors like the blogger or orkut etc. Google helps us in everything in our life you can search for best hair look to the complicated codes, u can get books, images everything, videos you ask it and you get it. They are so creative, I love the little images they have on their site for occassions. I wonder how we survived before google came into picture. it has made life so simple for us isnt? I wish I work for google some day, they just replied to me (very politely) that right now they dont have a job for me ;-(, but I will wait, till then I would like to dedicate an aarti for it so that it continues to provide me for whatever I want.

Disclaimer : The aarti is not my creation, I got a fwd message.

Om Jai Google Hare !!
Swami Om Jai Google hare
Programmer’s ke sankat, Developers ke Sankat,
Click main door kare!!
Om Jai Google Hare !!

Jo Dhyawe vo pawe,
dukh bin se man ka, Swami dukh bin se man ka,
Homepage ki sampatti lawe, Homework ki sampatti karave
kasht mite work ka,
Swami Om Jai Google hare!!

Tum puran search engine
Tum hi internet yaami, Swami Tum hi internet yaami
Par karo hamari Salary, Par karo hamari appraisal,
Tum dunia ke swami,
Swami Om Jai Google hare.

Tum information ke saagar,
Tum palan karta, swami Tum palan karta,
Main moorakh khalkamii, Main Searcher tum Server-ami
Tum karta dhartaa !!
Swami Om Jai Google hare!!

Din bandhu dukh harta,
tum rakshak mere, Swami tum thakur mere,
Apni search dikhaao, sare research karao
Site par khada mein tere,
Swami Om Jai Google hare!!

Google ki aarti jo koi programmer gaawe,
Swami jo koi bhi programmer gaawe,
Kehet SUN swami, MS hari har swami,
Manwaanchhit fal paawe.
Swami Om Jai Google hare.

BOLO GOOGLE SITE KI —— JAI

My Reflections.

Have been tagged by Sunita, indeed the first tag..and my DNA is mostly true.
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Piyush.

Note : this is not a Spoof, or anything of that sought, it is a very genuine case. So if you can do something, contribute in any way, it would be of great help to Piyush

This is Piyush, 7 years old. He is a resident of Pune. He is suffering from Leukemia. He needs to undergo a bone marrow transplantation for complete recovery. Piyush is a single child and hence needs an external donor, for which he needs to travel out of India, coz that is not done in India.The total cost is about 1.25 crore Rs, they have managed to collect around 75 lakh Rs and still a long way to go. You can find all details at www.aidmyson.com. The family is currently trying to arrange for sufficient funds to continue their kids treatment. Any help big or small, I am sure will go a long way. The case is very genuine, a friend of mine has gone and met the family and Piysh too, you can find those details here
Please do link to all relevant sources, on your sites, in your community, organisations to reach out to as many people as possible. The link also specifies how can one transfer money so that he receives it.Any contributions would make a lot of difference.

boond boond se sagar bharta hai.

Eklavya - the royal Guard

Watched EkLavya yesterday ..had no idea what the story was about and who is caste in it except for Amitabh Bachhan, few colleagues were going so I joined them and it was a very depressing story. I think I should have understood it in the beginning when they are displaying the names....it was all so black and so depressing and the dialogues were dragged for no reason. the caste is good, Boman Irani, Sharmila Tagore, Sanjay Dutt, Jimmy Shergeil, Saif Ali Khan, Vidya Balan, Raima Sen, Jackie Shroff . I think it should have been an art film instead. but no actually it couldn’t be an art film, It was a film with no songs (well 1 lori, if that qualifies as a song), no fights(but many killings), no dance, no jokes, I dunno what to call this type of movie. I was looking for a typical Hindi movie. The whole movie was serious except for the last 2 min, I liked the ending though, it gave a modernize view of Eklavya. And ofcourse it goes without saying that Mr Big B enacted very well. This is definitely a very different kind of role that he has never done before.
I think direction point of view, and story point of view it is a very difficult story to make and directed well too but entertainment wise it has no masala in it. So don't go with the masala thought in mind and you should do well.

Scenes that I liked
The ghungroo sequence -- a blindfolded Bachchan separating the ghungroo from the pigeon(without hurting it ofcourse) -- is awe-inspiring
And when Jackie Shroff is thrown between a running train..that shot is reaaally good.

Last 2 movies that I've watched in movie theatres have been offbeat movies, The Fountain and now Eklavya. Hopefully I watch a normal movie next.

BTW does it matter with whom you go to watch the movie. coz sometimes when I see a boring movie with one person when I see it again I find it quite interesting. So is it the company or is it the fact that I am seeing it for the second time I am seeing the unseen things the first time??

Ranting

I know I've been silent for so long...but I just dint have the time to sit back and write, thought I have so many things to post here. Okay today is gonna be a ranting post.
I'm in newcastle these days next to this huuuuuuuuuuuuuge actually the largest in Europe(it comprises of 4-5 shopping malls in 1 mall) called metrocentre and there are so many shops having good sale and i am sitting at work and attending training. Okay I think I am going off track...lemme come back. Okay this is not a formal formal training, basically in a meeting room one fellow is explaining stuff to 2 of us i.e. me and another male colleague. Past 2 days it was okay...well first day the trainer, dint even have a ppt he was explaining us from some slide printouts ( 4 slides per page (A4 size page)) ..I was trying my level best to concentrate in between the small fonts and colors of the ppt to the constant yawning and restless legs of my male colleague, it was manageable but today was heights another trainer and he just does not consider the fact that i am in the same room. He is just explaining stuff to the other fella i.e my male coleagure, not even a glance at me as if i just dint exist for him. I hate this at work place, I face it quite often some men are just not comfortable with the female species at work. They shy from shaking hands, or will not even look at you while addressing the whole room or even a few people in the room like yesterday...I wonder why do they do that. I keep thinking what is going on in his mind that he does not even shake hands with me or talk to me or even look at me while explaining or conversing. I felt so left out. Ofcourse there are the other male species who just keep looking everywhere while talking to you and you feel like telling him...dude look up...thats not a place to look!!arrrgh males.....why are they like that.

Vanilla IceCream everywhere

I woke this morning to see a sight where everything is covered with layers and layers of white cream...mmm vanilla everywhere. There is snow on the roofs, on the cars like they have a white thick carpet on their roofs, the footpath,the grass, well the grass is not seen at all, the bare trees, they are all outlined with white snow, so all of them look black and white and they look so beautiful. Its as if watching life in black and white.
I just dint feel like going to work then....but well the railways were working fine, just that they were majorly delayed and I cant tell my boss that I am not well...coz I was all up and bubbly the previous day...so I decided will go late. Then I made a nice snowman in the front yard :-) (will upload its pic later today coz its in the other camera), played in snow with housemates then geared myself well, and walked my way to the station. Children were making snowman in their yards, people walking on the footpath taking utmost care, everybody's leather accessories were out. The announcer had a new line this morning warning us and cautioning us to take utmost care while walking else all they would say is Please mind the gap between the train and the platform, Miiiiiiiind THE gap, Please walk right down inside the carriages, Please use all available space, This train is now ready to depart, please mind the closing doors, Miiiiiiind the closing doors please. The train driver was apologizing time and again for the delays and would keep telling us the situation like how many trains are queued in front of us blah blah..I felt like saying Duh!! its obvious there are gonna be delays...we are all walking on it...but well this is London, they are polite and generous in all the talking they do.
Anywyas, the train tracks looked so nice , black and white , the seats covered with snow..and some stations were closed too, due to bad platforms or unavialibility of staff, and now I am at work. but I managed to get some shots on my way. I just love the snow.
Its snowing today in london,(well i think that is quite obvious by now) this is the second snow for this year...last time it was just 1 or 2 inches but this time there is a good 6-8 inches of snow and it is still snowing as I peep out of my office window.I know snow is not a big thing...as it snows so many places in the world..but in London its just so different.
Ok enough of my snow snow snow...peace guys...well peace is also white in colour :-)

P.S : Thanks to Babul for the train tracks pic.

I have a new companion

Finally, I think its time to move on now, I am trying to bid adieu to my 3 year old companion, who would stand by me where ever I was , who would wake me up each morning, help me talk, take good pictures of me and my loved ones, who held all the information of my friends, whenever asked for I would get details of my colleagues/friends and relatives, reminded me of the important days of my loved ones, also reminded me to take my medicines regularly, Made me laugh with all the jokes in store and kept in store all good memories, be it the chuckle of my nephew or some tunes played by friends. When I first bought my companion, it was very rare in India to find it, nobody of its genre had such a big beautiful face, I was the proud owner of it for 3 years, though I still possess it, and now I bought a companion to it, yeah my Nokia 6600 has a Nokia N73 for its companion now.
I like everything about the N73, especially the 3.2 Megapixel camera, the display is same as 6600 and many other things too), it has a good mp3 player,has adobe, some good games and the phone number associated with it has my birth date in it :-) and its very very light. The only thing i dont like about it is the buttons are very plastic like :-(.
I still use my nokia 6600 for my morning alarms, will need some time to get used to my N73 now.