Inter-caste Marriages- The great Indian disposition.

Pre-script- I've penned down this post for sharing my views with you, as well as letting out my anger regarding the topic. Your views are most welcome! :)

As I had mentioned in one of my previous posts, that I will be writing a few pieces on 'wedding', and the various happening at my place, the emotional aspect, ideologies of the people regarding this sacred tie, here I'm to tell you about the hot debate going on between the two sets of people, regarding the inter-caste marriages.

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So let me start from my home itself!

Caste-system has been a rigid aspect if the Indian society since ever. It has made our tradition unfair and prejudiced.
Our elders have an orthodox mindset and are skeptical about the survival of such weddings due to the cultural differences. And it brings disgrace to one's family, is what they say and believe. There is loss of reputation, and torture at the hands of the society.

On the other hand, we, the people of my generation, that is me and my cousins are totally in the favor of love marriages and inter-caste marriages.
Discrimination on the basis of caste and religion would pose a threat to social equality, peace and brotherhood. It hamper unity among the people of the nation.

The elders in my family are too much concerned about the talks of the people. 'What would people say?' is the big question that dominates their views and is the major reason behind their cynicism. They fail to see the love and dedication of the two people towards each other. I've been a part of many inter-caste weddings of my distant relatives. The atmosphere is weird. Everyone in the two families is wearing a fake smile. From the inside, everyone is sad, depressed, unhappy with this tie. Why do they have to react like this? I mean, it is something you cannot stop from happening. You cannot stop two people from loving each other. You cannot put an end to their desire to live their lives together. Then why not accept it, and be happy and celebrate?

Parents should be happy that their child has chosen a right person for himself/herself. Right person here implies the one who is ready to get committed wholeheartedly, and be loyal to the partner for the life-time.

This is not the story of my family alone, it is the story of the majority of people in the Indian society.
The question in my mind is, 'Why?' Why we are so much against such marriages? What is wrong in loving a person who doesn't belong to your community? Is he an alien from the Mars?
No! He is also a human being who is made of the same bone and flesh. Why can't we think above all this discrimination? Just because we are worried what people would say?



I say...whom would you put first? Your very own kids? Or the society that will come only to dine at the wedding, talk, comment, leave and forget? How far would you go to keep the people happy? We need to bring a change in this pattern. Parents must support their child when it comes to choosing a life-partner. Its the compatibility that counts. The girl/boy should be given a chance to introduce himself/herself to the other family and win respect and love, highlight the qualities, bond with the family members.

If parents support it, be proud of it, celebrate the wedding, be happy, only then you can convince the other people in the society that such marriages are not a taboo. Mouths would be sealed. By cribbing, crying and making sad faces in public will only invite more trouble and bitter words from the people.

I've seen many such incidences where parents emotionally blackmail their child and force them into a marriage with a person of their choice. Now tell me, who will assure that such a marriage works out fine?  Aren't three lives and their future being put on stake?
Why would you want to push your child into the fire of guilt, sorrow, and restlessness?

I've read in newspapers, about the honor killings in such cases. How can parents get their child murdered just because they love someone from the other community? How gruesome is the act!

So think over it...Especially the Indian readers. What is the guarantee that your child would have a great life with the person just because he belongs to your community? Or is it better to let them tie a knot with someone they know, respect, and love?

Marriage is a sacred institution...Lets not malign it with our baseless arguments and inhuman approach.

Now playing- Kuchh to log kahenge....Logon ka kaam hai kehna....
Chhodo bekaar ki baaton me kahin beet na jaye rainaa....

Yes, I confess..

Do I look like a liar? Would you hate me?

We all lie about one thing or another...we all fake about a few things. We are humans, and its a human tendency. So lets not shy away... I want to tell you few such things about myself.
Hope you enjoy reading my secrets..Well everyone does..Yet another human tendency you know.
  •  I say I don't wanna marry!
Well, that is partly true. I won't marry so soon. Yes, but I do think about that person. Keep on wondering who is he and where he must be?

  • I study because I want to top the exams.
One big lie. I never studied to top the exams. Neither because I was scared of my parents. There was another reason altogether which drove me to study hard and crazy. To impress the guy in my class (who was a different one every year)  on whom I had crush and steal all the attention leaving other girls of my class fuming at me.

  • I'm Miss Goody Good Good!
No, not at all. I can be really bad at times if I get angry. Once I was upset with my classmate as she didn't give me her notes so that I could complete my note-book, inspite of requesting so much.
We had a project wherein we have to sow some seeds of legumes and let them grow into saplings. I fed a  glassful of Coca Cola to her saplings! Her project was destroyed! She got a zero and I didn't get caught.

  • I hate you!
When I say it to you that I hate you, actually  means I had loved you madly at  some point of time in the past.

  • I'm scared of this character called 'Mother -in- Law'
The truth is that I'm not. I just say it to show how allergic I'm to marriages. I mean she would be like my Momma no. Will love me like my Momma does, won't she?

  • I always say it one the face of the person whatever I feel
That's a big lie. I can't speak sometimes. I speak my mind to my best-friend to let out my frustration.

  • When I get late to office I tell my Boss the trains were too crowded, so I waited for the next one
The truth, I woke up late. Thinking about distant future, tossing and turning in my bed and talking to myself in mind in the darkness of the night, it doesn't let me sleep.

  • I can't lie. I get caught.
Well I would call it 'Lie of the year'. I do lie. I'm a perfect liar. I just give an impression to the people and make them believe I can't lie. And when I actually lie, they can't make out.

So, this is all what I could think of... If I am able to recall anything more, I would love to share with you guys.

Wedding bells are ringing...

Hello Buddies..I missed blogging. It has been really long that I wrote my previous post...So here I'm back to blogging!

Mazaak mazaak mein sab log aagaye! Chalo fir ab shuru kartein hain! :p

So talking about stuff related to wedding is on my mind now, as there is a wedding at my place. My next few posts will be about the things related to marriage, my state of mind, thought process and many complex stuff about the bond that I and the concept of marriage share...Its a love-hate relationship...And I'm still unclear which emotion is stronger.




My cousin who got engaged in May is set to get married in January next year. I was kind of shocked...I mean she is younger than me...I'm barely 22...So I kind of freaked out.
And what made me go mad at her and yell at her and taunt her endlessly was the fact that she quit her studies..She studied only till class 12. I was not trying to influence her or anything. Just out of sisterly love, that I wanted a better future for her. She has got a good guy, good in-laws, but creating an own identity working with dedication, and consistency gives a high, an awesome sense of satisfaction. And if you discharge your professional and personal responsibilities and maintaining the perfect balance, what else can be better?

I'm in Mumbai. There must be hustle and bustle at my cousin's place. Shopping, deciding upon design of the wedding cards, gifts for the groom's family, deciding upon the venue and the menu...must be fun..

The fragrance of henna will soon fill the home. Home would be dolled up with marigold and roses. Lights will brighten the atmosphere. Music will cheer up loved ones...Love is in the air...and so are the expectations of my relatives that I too get an interview call from a Momma of an eligible bachelor!


Hey Dude! Stay away!


I'm scared..to go to marriages...Fat aunties hover around my Momma & bombard her with questions like,
  • Where is your daughter? 
  • What is her name?
  • How old is she?
  • What she does?
  • How much she earns?
  • There is a guy, you want to meet his family? From Mumbai...Business class...Guy is in America..28 years old...6 feet tall..
Oh My God! Why would I want to marry a Mumbai guy? I don't like this city.

I don't want to leave my family alone and go to USA thousands of miles away, I'm the elder child and want to look after my family..

Ya that's a different thing altogether that my family still looks after me, literally. *LOLZZ*

I don't want a guy this older..and I don't want a giraffe either..I'm 5 feet and 1/2 inch tall for God's sake...exactly that much!

My Momma dearest is the best...She answers each question so tactfully..She knows I don't want to marry so soon. And she supports my decision. She wants to see me doing something big. She is the one who taught me to dream...And my Daddy too supports her. They share similar views when it comes to me.
But Dad sometimes teases me saying he would marry me off after 3 years. I make a scornful face and threaten him that I will run away to Himalayas and become a Sanyasi! Well I am not sure if there are any sanyasis there in the Himalayas.

He laughs it off! *Sighs* No internet and mobile phone network there...Shucks, they know my weakness..
Now I'm really scared to go to my cousin's wedding and this is the only reason...I know Mom will shoo away everyone..But still...I don't like it...

Mom Dad will drag me to marriage. Its my cousin this time. Not some sister of my Aunt's daughter-in-law's uncle's brother-in-law..I hope you got it.. So I gotta go :( I am planning to dress up simple and look dumb. Thank god I have braces and specs already! *Grins*

Serendipity!

Why this post is called 'Serendipity'? Its because I got lucky by accident to have a great evening...Read to know how? And why?

It was a Sunday again. I couldn't go home this weekend as I was working on Saturday till 9 pm in office.
Damn my employer...Yes, I mean it. I'm fed up with there policies and practices. Can't take this shit anymore.

So Sunday was much awaited. I could sleep for longer. I really needed a good sleep. My Mom would get shocked and shout the house down if she notices my dark circles. She will endlessly curse the modern technology that keeps her daughter awake till late night. Yes, computers and internet I meant to say.

I slept tension free. I had deactivated the alarm. No worries to get up and rush, it felt so good. I had a pretty slow and relaxing day. Things went on smoothly. I thought I was just another Sunday...What exciting could happen? Anyway I didn't have and strength and energy left to handle something like that...

I didn't eat my breakfast today...I mean who eats breakfast after waking up at 12 noon. I made tea for myself and my roomies. A lot can happen over a cup of coffee, or tea in our case. We turned on the TV. It was 'Kolaveri' again all over the music channels. We let it go on. So, we started with our favorite activity, that is bitching about our landlady!


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Ya, we are naughty girls, we are bitchy sometimes...But we have a valid reason. Our landlady gets bouts or something I guess. She pesters us on tiny things. Asks questions too personal. My roomie who has been staying here since a couple of years now tells us about her previous roomies and what this lady talked to them about. We were shocked to know! She asked the girls about their boyfreinds and their sex lives...telling them about her sexual fantasies...Phooooooo...I was about to vomit...I mean...she is a senior citizen! Its so gross..I know some of you may disagree with my views...But its still gross...atleast for me..
Unmarried...lives alone...we are there but still....we will go away someday like the other girls na...My roomie told us about the romantic affairs she had during her youth and how she separated from her family...and other such aspects of her lives...She had confined in my roomie...But such things are hot topic for discussions...Can't help..Human instincts you know...

Well..we had our lunch and everyone slept..I was busy massaging my thirsty scalp with coconut oil. My hair falling like autumn leaves...followed by a nice hair wash after an hour later...

Now what do I do sitting here alone. These girls will have their own plans as usual. I have nobody here in Mumbai. What a lousy Sunday again. I just hate it. I was thinking I would be staying in alone all day...like I always did..Atleast I won't have to bathe twice then. :p

Then in evening when everyone was up I came to know nobody had plans and were planning to go somewhere. I don't know why my mood was down and I didn't want to go...But after sometime I thought what will I do in this empty house till night? I imagined myself having fun with all 3 of them outside. I announced I too am coming! I managed to get ready in 5 minutes and off we went!

We went on the sea face, from where we got to see this beautiful view of Bandra-Worli Sea-link! It was so serene. We walked along the beach carrying our sandals in hand, our naked feet caressing the soft sand beneath. I felt nice as cool breeze was blowing from towards the sea. We walked a little further towards the sea and sat on the rocks. We went silent as we watched the sea, sky, and the Bandra-Worli Sea-link. We stared continuously at the waves...it felt strange looking at the waves, the way they came and went....the way it splashed itself on rocks.  The sound it created. The sound of waves is such relaxing. Its like a divine music for a tired mind like mine. The sea-link looked so gorgeous, a masterpiece of hard work and patience. It looked magnificent. We could also see tiny cars speeding on the sea-link.





We could see from here, the Taj (Not the Taj Palace, this one is another hotel of the group), Leelavati Hospital, and many more famous buildings of significance. They appeared so tiny. We sat till the sun was about to set and the sky had turned orange. We sat there till it grew dark. We started growing hungry. We decided to have pizza for dinner. Only Smokin' Joe's was there on our way back home. No Pizza Hut or Dominoes. I had never been there to Smokin' Joe's. We thought of giving it a try... While we walked back our way, we discussed about innumerable happening and cool places to eat out in Mumbai that one must visit. We decided we would visit a couple of them atleast, in a month. That made us even more hungry, and our tummies to whine annoyingly!

Finally we reached the place and ordered some nice pizzas, garlic bread with cheese and coke! What could be better than this? I ate pizza long long ago, it has been ages! We just hoped it would be fine. Yes, it was good, nice piping hot and spicy! We just digged in! Yummyyyyy! We loved the way the cheese kissed our lips and cheeks too..It is so gratifying...As we got all what we had been longing for..Why bad things are so good????
"Food is the best thing man ever invented!", said my roomie... and we all agreed by nodding and saying 'mmm mmm' :p We continued wiping our nose and sipping coke more frequently as the food was so spicy!

Spicy chicken pizza for my roomies!

Veggie pizza for me!


Garlic bread with cheese


We chatted over the dinner about more famous places, did some more bitching. We wondered what our landlady will think when she returns home and finds none of us there. She would go nuts! She hates it when we girls get along well. Don't know why she is like this.

We walked our way back and had coffee in yet another restaurant. Would you believe it? We had coffee standing outside the restaurant whit enjoying the cool breeze..as the restaurant was full and many people were waiting outside too. It felt nice..we all did it for the first time...

We soon reached home to find aunty hadn't come yet. We had some more fun teasing each other! We laughed so loud...I had a nice time. It was a beautiful day, that is otherwise boring and hectic, tiresome, full of frustration.

This is what we call serendipity. When one moment you are clueless about something and the other moment you find good times awaiting you...And happiness waiting for you to embraces it...

God always has little surprises for us....atleast  for someone like me...who gets a very little time, and few occassions to go out with friends....who eats alone everyday...So it actually is a big thing for me now a days...And I'm enjoying it...

Yes, I had to bathe twice....Now you know what investigation aunty must have done when she returned?

Of love and lies...- Part 2

For Sahil, the day seemed to pass too slow...He couldn't sleep well that night. He was restless. This was unusual. How restless can a guy become after seeing a girl? Strange...but true. Finally it was dawn. He woke up earlier than usual, got ready and zoomed off on his bike to college. He was there much before-time.
He parked his bike and walked towards the Commerce and Management College in the campus. He had some friends from his Junior College who were now studying Business Management. But meeting old pals was juat an excuse. The only reason Sahil went there was that girl he saw outside the  class the other day.
He wished to see her. To know something about her, atleast the name. He was there to solve the mystery that what was pulling him towards her? Was it love?


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Sahil met his friends after a long time. They were happy to see him. They insisted on going to canteen for a cup of coffee. So off they went to the college canteen. It was a lively place full of young girls and boys, laughing and chatting away, enjoying the food, sharing happy moments...perhaps creating memories that they will look back at after a few years...
They choose a corner table that could accommodate the 7 friends. They ordered coffee and some snacks. Sahil looked uninterested as his mind was still somewhere else...
He looked around at the crowd. Someone again caught his eye. Someone again caged his mind. Someone again numbed his senses making him so vulnerable, unable to think straight.
Soon she left from the canteen too...leaving Sahil on his own again. Sahil too went back to his class after having a good time with his old buddies.

Lectures began. He tried to concentrate. But his mind drifted away somewhere else...
After the lectures he roamed alone for sometime in the college, visited college canteen, with a hope to catch her glimpse. He visited his friends frequently just to see her there. He felt uneasy and painful whenever she suddenly disappeared from his sight. 

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Days passed, weeks passed, Sahil went to the college, he attended the lectures but his eyes were glued outside. He grew restless day by day. He did nothing, till one day when like other days the hopes of sighting her around were almost diminished. How can he not get over her? How can he not get over this feeling?
Is it true love? And not just infatuation?

He couldn't take it anymore....He was in love...indeed!
He finally decided to quit B.Sc and take a transfer to BBM (Bachelor of Business Management)! 
'Was it a joke?', Sahil's parents asked him. He somehow convinced them that he was no more interested in Science and wanted to change the stream. They agreed after all the convincing part. Sahil managed to get an internal transfer from B.Sc to BBM. He was happy...for now he could always have her in front of his eyes.

They were now in the same classroom. Sahil tried his best to concentrate on lectures as he didn't want to let his parents down. He still had that sense of responsibility in himself.


She was there, he saw her and his heart skipped a beat, he was palpitating, and he was still
looking at her, just imagining how beautiful some one can be, though she was sitting far away, and there was no sound he could hear, he just kept on looking at her, for him it was looking at an angel. He noticed the way she talked, he noticed the way she was enlightening the class, he noticed each and every action she did, the time was slipping like fine sand slips from the palms. He was trying his best to capture her in his memories.

As the lectures ended Sahil rushed out seeking her, and there she was standing with other girls, the centre of attraction, the apple of everyone's eye He stopped, and stood nearby with his friends, with his eyes still glued on her. Until now there was no such idea in his mind that she should be in his life. He imagined, is this real or just a fantastic dream he was having. But soon she started moving towards the street, and he could no do anything but to watch her go away again. She took a cab and went away, taking away all the happiness he had all this time looking at her.

But this time he had her, in his memories, the sweet memories. He rushed home and went to sleep with a stupid idea of having her in his dreams! How stupid is that? But actually when he felt asleep, he entered a world of imaginations, he saw her in his dreams, very closely, till he was woken up. Now his life was taking a sharp turn, from absolute emptiness to a world full of happiness!

Of love and lies...- Part 1

This is a story of a girl and about her roller coaster ride in the world of fantasies, love, dreams, and lies and betrayals...or betrayals, lies, dreams, love and fantasies should we say, aptly defining her life in that unusual chronology...

She was sitting at the corner of her bed in her room and looking out of the window at the tall trees and the orange evening sky. Dusk was setting in. Cool breeze was caressing her beautiful tresses as she lost herself in the old memories...sweet memories... She never thought her life would change so much and so drastically from good to bad and back to good...All because of one guy...








Let me tell you something about him...

One fine day....
A day like other days, when the hopes of new and good things happening were just negligible, a day Sahil thought was just a filler like rest of his life, it started so ordinarily that he didn't even remember what he did when he woke up.

It was a cheerful morning. It was mid-August when the senior college sessions had just begun. As scheduled Sahil was there at the lecture hall in the college at 8 am. He was a first year B.Sc student. He was blank, nothing to win nothing to lose.  He was just being himself, just one thing he had in his mind-  to attend the lecture. The zoology professor came in the class just in time. The lecture started and he was very much engrossed in it. By doing so, he was just filling up the void in his life, but still keeping a hope that he would learn something useful.




After a while when the professor started going to the complex levels of the topics and he was not understanding the things that were being explained, he hit his saturation point and lost the interest. He started looking around... He turned back to look at his classmates, he looked out of the window, there was nothing special just like the things always are..

After two more minutes, a noise from the corridor outside his class grabbed Sahil's attention.  He looked outside across the glass door. It was a group of girls from the management wing flocking the place, for the reason unknown to  him. And then his eyes were stuck on a shine. It was some one stranger to him, but way different than others, someone special. The sun rays gave a glow to her face, golden glow. Her hair shone in the sun, like copper-gold filaments.. And a big smile, which defined serenity and innocence. He didn't have any idea, who else was there in that group, just because his eyes never moved off from her.

The lecture was over and Sahil was pulled back to his life. He realized that he had skipped a fairly big chunk of what was taught. But things had changed a lot in his life in just those few minutes. His heart gave him a strange feeling, more than happiness, and emotion that can't be expressed, its like the heart is giggling and tickling you from the inside trying its best to bring out a smile on your face. He jumped onto his bike and left for his friend's place. That day while driving back, he was smiling, some kind of contented feeling in his heart and mind. He was happy, unreasonably...

Sahil's heart kept on tickling him. He was kind of lost in daydreams. But it was not something a friend would notice because he looked silent and lost., as he had always appeared to be. He returned home, lay down on the bed, and the girl was still there, in his mind and heart, the cheerful, bubbly,cute girl..

He was now badly waiting for the next day at college.


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Its a Happy Happy Day!

Its a long post....But a true story...Penned down dil se...

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This is about last Saturday. I had finally stepped out of my home after a week long illness. So Dad suggested I must go out for a while.
It was something hard to think of. I mean... I was still feeling a bit weak and dizzy. But how long could I stay in bed? For how long I won't step out. I didn't have a company... I was alone...My Mom & Dad were busy with their routine. Sisi was busy due to her ongoing exams..
Gosh! I miss that exam fever..Running all the time..Coming from school, grabbing a quick meal and off to coaching classes! I remember myself going through this phase. It was all so exciting. Life was beautiful. Growing up is the worst thing that had ever happened to me. Life has changed a lot. I sat  back and wondered...

  • Hercules MTB is replaced by TVS Scooty.
  • Sharing a plate of samosa with friends was a bliss. Eating out alone sucks.
  • Pocket money felt to be more satisfying than salary credits.
  • Jeans and tees are now the part of lost glory...Formal trousers and shirts are in.
  • No funky sport shoes and cute colorful pairs anklet socks...they are just lying in the wardrobe as souvenirs from the Golden Past...No time or  occasion to put it on..Now formal shoes are always stuck to my poor feet..
  • College katta has now been replaced by Conference room.
  • No funky-chunky jewelry, only light jewelry that goes well with the attire.
  • Going to college, meeting friends, bunking lectures and going for a movie...its the thing of the past..
I feel lonely sometimes. Friends too are busy like I'm. They too might be missing all this. But life has to go on...hoping that little moments of joy, like school re-unions, would come soon...
No No....I'm not sad...not at all...this was going to happen someday anyway...happens to everyone...no?
I just felt like penning down my feelings....Hence this post...

So...coming back to the story...Sisi was busy, friends are out of town for further education or job...
I decided to go alone. I'm used to it now. I don't feel awkward eating alone in a restaurant anymore. I planned to go to the Mc Donalds! My favourite hang out place! And its like 11-12 Km away  from my home...At college Road, one of the posh localies in my city.
That reminded me, I had to collect my certificate from the institute from where I completed my PGD. It has been so long since the course ended and I got placed, yet I haven't collected my certificate. Mom Dad constantly scold me for being such a lazy bum! :D
Great! I will go to the insti and get to see what's up there! I called up our center head to inform her that I was coming. She confirmed.
I put on my casual dress after such a long time. The touch and feel of jeans was so soothing. I tied back my hair in a high pony-tail, it looked pretty...lustrous and voluminous. I had shampooed after a week! :p

I then used a kohl pencil to give my eyes a little sharpness, a little bit of a pink lip gloss for the fresh look!


But hey...I wear specs..no one would ever notice those beautifully crafted eyes neatly lined with kohl..
I put on my Sisi's shiny black high-heeled sandals... pick up my favorite black leather hand-bag. I looked at myself into the mirror. I was happy to see myself dressed up like this after such a long time..almost an year..
My Sisi loved it too... She insisted I put on some matching jewelry..It complemented pretty well..

Off I went! I took a bus for College Road. It was a 40 minutes ride. I took a window seat. Time went by so quickly as I looked out of at the city, its roads, the people, the trees, everything...reminded me of my college days again...Bus was and is the only means affordable and reliable for such long distance intercity journeys.
I finally reached my destination. I was standing outside my Insti with a smile on my face...Happy to be there.
I went in. Met the center head. Met my juniors. They too got placed in the Bank and would join in December. They inquired about my job and how it was like. Everyone was happy and excited. After a few minutes of chat, my certificate arrived... I had 83% after averaging the marks of the course, the internship and the performance evaluation. I was happy. I am one of the toppers.

I left from the Insti and headed towards Mc Donalds to have my favorite Mc Veggie. I don't know why, but I never get bored of this place. Its cool and happening. Loud music. Cheerful faces of the student community, that's why they named it College Road.
And as luck would have it... guess what happened next? I saw guys riding on a bike...then yet yet another guy...And a girl riding pillion...and then yet another girl on her scooty! Oh my Gosh!
This was my 'old friends from school' gang! They were all in the city after their exams! I was so glad to see them! An hour ago I was missing my schoolies and here they were!
We greeted each other with 'Kaha hai yaar tu?' and 'Bhool gaye kya hume? Na call na sms and nothing on FB?'
We went in, got a table and ordered our meal..I digged into my Cheesy Mc Veggie! Mmmm Yummy! I'm lovin' it! It was all the same...music, fun, happy people, yummy food..


We sat there chatting away for next couple of hours...Telling each other about the current ongoing activities and future plans. Promising each other to stay in touch and poke each other frequently on FB! Hehehehe...Couldn't believe I can still talk silly.
We discussed about the reunion party. I would be either in Dec or in Jan. The venue, the menu..The cake and the theme..the invitees and the fun...dresses and dance..and all the childish innocent fun one can think of..
Soon it was time to go..We said goodbyes and promised to meet again soon.
I headed home with a big grin on my face and happiness in my mind. I told everyone at home whom all I met and how exited I was about the reunion party...I felt so much better now...

Lessons learned:
  • Don't waste time waiting for things to change and make you happy. Be bold and stand up. Treat yourself and be happy!
  • Small things hide big happy moments within itself...Go reveal!
  • Friends can make you happy anytime...no matter how sad and lonely you feel.
  • Where there is a will, there is a way. You will definitely get what you long for. Like I got! My friends' company...
  • You shouldn't eat french fries when you just got well after food poisoning. Its heavy and can give you stomach ache :p

Chalo I got another important task to accomplish now...Hunting for a nice dress for the reunion party, and matching sandals....and jewelry....and a new hand-bag...and..mmm...what else???  Will see if I get some other good stuff at the store!

All in all, it was fun...Indeed a happy happy day!

I give up...




Meoowwwww!!!

Hello my dear buddies! I am back yet again… Yes I know it was yet another ten days long or more type of break…I had got food poisoning.
I fell sick yet again…Terribly sick…It was Friday morning, last week. I felt so numb due to fever. I had cramps in my tummy…Something was churning inside me, giving me intense pain, my legs couldn’t support me. I was alone. I mustered up all my courage and got myself some breakfast and medicines. Booked a ticket online and somehow managed to drag myself home.
Jeeezzzz.......This time I thought I won’t make it out of the hospital alive….
I don’t know what’s happening, why it’s happening, what it means….but I’m just not right like I used to be.
I don’t understand why things are meant to be like this? I never wanted things to be like this. My roomies ask me every day when I’m back from work, that why am I so frustrated?
I just shrug and say I’m just tired. No one has ever asked me that before, why I was frustrated, because I never was.
I’m not in my happy-as-always mode. I’m not at peace.  I’ve become cranky, anxious, restless, no hunger, no thirst, no nothing. And I’m not keeping well at all….I am falling sick every fortnight.
This is how I define my current situation. No…Its not homesickness either, I’ve learned to cope up with it. I’ve been living out here since almost a year now. And I’m perfectly fine with my roomies.
 But I have changed, for both good and the bad. And I don’t like the latter part of it. I want to undo the negative changes that took place throughout over the span of this last one year.
May be it’s this city….The people….and the biggest reason...My Job Profile.
I’ve been doing what I don’t like since such a long time.  I had made wrong choices, some mistakes…and I’m taking a U- turn to correct them. It would be like a time travel for me. I’m going back to pick things up from where I left them from two years ago.
I know it’s not going to be so easy. But I’ve become strong enough. A little more effort, an extra brain-racking and things would be alright. and like I wanted it to be...
Don’t panic…It’s not like I’m going back to my estranged ex and all that kind of stuff…I’m talking about just my career and you know.Mmm…I’m talking about getting back to my old college student life. I'm planning to pursue MBA!
Yes, I’m quitting my job. The job which I wanted so desperately.I’m giving it up…
Its okay to give up sometimes, isn't it?
How does that sound to you???

Prabhodini Ekadashi Special- Potato and lotus stem sabzi in samo rice stew and Samo rice koki!

Hello my dear Bloggies!!! Yesterday it was Prabhodini Ekadashi and it was a festive atmosphere at home again! Prabhodini Ekadashi is linked with Lord Vithoba- a form of Lord Vishnu. A fast is observed on this day and the ritual marriage of Tulsi plant is performed with Lord Vishnu, on the next day of the Prabhodini Ekadashi.
Like every year my Mom, Aunts, Cousins fasted on this auspicious day. I couldn't observe fast as I come home for weekends to eat, eat and only eat! I would have observed the fast. But, yesterday morning I didn't know about ekadashi and ended up eating Diwali snacks with my morning tea! :D

But I was totally a part of the prayers and enjoyed all the food that everyone was enjoying. Fruits, milk, and foodstuff without cereals to be specific.
Dinner was a special treat. Every Sindhi household has this special dish cooked for this day! Its the sabzi of Potatoes and lotus stem in samo rice stew and Samo seed koki!

I relished it a lot. It was so yummy even if it didn't contain any garlic or onions or spices. So I'm sharing the recipe so that all of our Bloggy friends enjoy this special dish!!!


1. Potato and lotus stem in samo rice stew.

Preparation time: 10 minutes.
Cooking time: 20 minutes.
Serves: 4

Ingredients:

Potatoes- 2 large, diced
Lotus stem- 250 grams
Green chilies- 2 nos., finely chopped
Red chili powder- 3 tsp
Salt- To taste
Oil- 5 tbsp
Ghee- 1 tsp
Water- 700 ml
Samo rice(Bhagar) flour- 3 tbsp mixed with sufficient water to make paste.

Method:

1. Clean lotus stem, cut diagonal slices of it, boil it for 4 whistles in a pressure cooker with a little salt and 1 tsp of ghee. keep aside when done.




2. Heat oil in a cooker, add green chilies and red chili powder and stirring, ensuring it doesn't burn.
3. Add potatoes and lotus stem, salt and mix well so that the spices coat it. Fry it like this for a couple of minutes.



4. Add water and let it come to boil. Now put on the lid and let it cook for 2 whistles.
5. When the pressure is released stir in samo rice flour paste, and boil it for 5-7 minutes till the stew thickens a little.
Samo rice flour mixed in some water.

6. Serve hot with Samo rice kokis!







Samo rice flour koki


Preparation time: 15 minutes
Cooking time: 10 minutes
Serves: 4
Ingredients:


Samo rice(Bhagar) flour- 400 grams
Boiled potatoes- 2 large
Salt- To taste
Green chilies- 4 nos., finely chopped
Water- To kneed the dough
Ghee- 1 tbsp + some more to fry


Method:


1. Mash the boiled potatoes properly, add samo rice flour, salt, green chilies, 1 tbsp ghee and mix it with hands.
2. Now add water little by little to make a soft dough. You may need around 1 cup of water, but you may adjust it as per the consistency of the dough.





3. Now let the dough stand for 5 minutes. Divide it into 8 equal portions.








4. Apply some ghee on your palms, and take a portion of dough and flatten it by tapping it between both hands to make it like a roti.








5. Now heat a tawa, and roast the koki on it till it turns golden and crip on both the sides applying a little ghee.








6. Remove it in a plate and serve hot with the Potato and lotus stem sabzi.






Enjoy!!!

Chocolate cake with Hot chocolate syrup!

Its a weekend I'm back home having loads of fun. November has just set in and its freezing over here. 
I was craving to eat something hot....and sweet...and yummy...So decided to make some really delicious chocolate cake.
But that's just sweet, where is the hot????
So we, that is me, my sisi and my cousin just invented a new recipe of chocolate cake dipped in hot chocolate syrup!!! Sounds yummy!!! Isn't it?
That's why I decided to share the recipe with you. So here it goes!!!




Chocolate cake with Hot chocolate syrup!!!

Preparation time: 20 minutes
Cooking time: 10 minutes


Ingredients:

For Cake

Maida (Refined flour)- 100 grams
Caster sugar- 100 grams
Cocoa powder- 2 tbsp
Baking powder- 1 tsp
Baking soda- ½ tsp
Milk- 150 ml
Oil- 75 ml
Vanilla essence- 5 ml
Hershey’s chocolate syrup- 50 ml
Sugar syrup- 50 ml
Cherries- For decoration


For hot chocolate syrup

Dark compound- 70 grams
Milk compound- 70 grams
Milk- 50 ml


For greasing

Butter
Maida

Method:

  1. Grease the baking dish with butter and sprinkle some maida. Keep it aside. (I used a bowl since I didn't have a baking tray. You can use a round tray)
  2. Sieve the maida, baking powder, caster sugar and cocoa powder one by one in a bowl and mix well.





3. Now add oil little by little and mix constantly in one direction.




4. Pour in milk little by little and mix well to avoid lumps.




5. Add vanilla essence.



6. In the end, add baking soda and mix vigorously and pour in the greased baking tray immediately.



7. Now place the bowl in microwave oven and bake it for 5 minutes on High. And let it stand for another 5 minutes.

8. Till the time start preparing hot chocolate syrup. Take the dark compound and milk compound in a vessel and add milk to it.



9. Boil sufficient water in another vessel. Place the compound and milk mixture over it stirring constantly till the chocolate melts. We need to keep the syrup hot till the cake is done.

10. Now remove the cake from the oven and let it cool down.




11. Invert it on a plate, cut it into two pieces, slicing it horizontally from the middle.



12. Now spread some Hershey’s chocolate syrup and sugar syrup on one layer.



13. Place another layer over it and pour hot chocolate syrup on the cake till it gets completely covered in it.


14. Decorate with cherries and serve with your favorite drink!!! Tastes best with Tang!!! Enjoy!!!

Change is the only constant...

Hello my dear Blogggies!!!
I'm writing this because I want to talk to you guys... Tell you how good my day was... I'm too excited about the current happenings in my life..Especially at the workplace and not to forgot the upcoming Monday being off : D


Once Akbar said to Birbal, "Give me one such sentence that when a happy person reads it, he feels unhappy! And when an unhappy person reads it, he feels happy"

Birbal replied, "This time will soon fade away....."

Ye waqt guzar jaaega....


To make it simple, that changes in circumstances are constant... Bad times won't last long...We must not lose hopes and have a positive attitude towards life. Good thoughts attract good events to occur, which will lead to fulfillment of your wishes and give you happiness.

Today I had my half-yearly feedback from my Reporting Authority (R.A.) and the Boss. When my R.A. told me to not to go on a tea break and stay back for a while as he and Ma'am (The Boss) would be calling me in the conference room and give me their half-yearly feedback on my performance, I froze to death, literally!




My jaw dropped, my mouth open and I was like "What?, Now? Nooo, Plz noo"

I could say this to him as I have a good rapport with him and I feel free to talk  like a child sometimes in front my my entire team.. (I'm the youngest in my office, as far as I know, I'm the youngest on the floor where 100 something people work)
He assured me it won't be so bad...

My reaction was not a result of low performance at workplace or something like that. But because I'm a newbie, this being my first job its my first half-yearly review and feedback. Also because some team- members had a negative image of my attitude towards work, which was actually a result of a couple of colleagues who played politics.

I was soon called in the conference room. It was freezing in there. The AC runs at as low temperatures as 14 degrees Celsius! I was trying not to shiver, or it may give an impression that I am scared. My Boss and RA sat there next to each other. The two people whom I see everyday, smile and greet, sit next to, telling them whatever they asked about my family and experience being away from home, suddenly seemed to be different... I was not comfortable at this moment....

They offered me a seat...
I settled down on a chair that was set across the table clutching my small turkish kerchief in my fist. I sniffed a couple of times because of my cold.
My Boss began explaining me about the review and asked me how was my experience in the last ten months.
I calmly replied telling them about what all processes I learnt, how my RA contributed to my learning process by focusing on me as a new in industry and pushing me to learn more and more about the entire mechanism.

She seemed happy with the completion of a couple of projects that had been assigned to me. But she had a complaint that I didn't flash the results on daily basis through mails.
Ya, that was my bad. I did it every alternate day when I had substantial things to flash.

And as I mentioned earlier about some team- members having a negative image of my attitude towards work, I got yet another negative feedback.

That was enough to provoke me. I think I'm doing pretty well when you consider the fact, that I always wanted to work in the branch of the Bank, yet I'm forced to work here in International Operations.

This time I just couldn't do away with what I always did, listening quietly, wondering if I'm really so wrong, realizing that I'm not wrong, and regretting I didn't open my mouth to defend myself.

Then what? I explained my Boss the real situation. I took names of those people who try to hinder into my work and performance. I repeated what they said, word to word, which was the reason behind my negative image being formed and hence the this negative feedback. I also told that I had discussed this issue with my RA, who was now sitting silent as he had nothing to say when my Boss questioned him. I actually felt bad for him. I wish he had taken necessary action earlier itself.

But I had to take a stand for myself. How long could I bear with it?
So it was all sorted out and I came out from the conference room with a big grin on my face. I was happy.




I felt lighter. My RA immediately assigned me a new task, the process of which I had noted down in my notepad during my internship seven months back, but never got a chance to actually do that transaction. I was happy, for learning a new thing.

So....I have changed...I've become strong, bold, and I can speak up for myself...
I got a lot to learn yet... The Art of Persuasion...
That's because I would be working in a branch one day....very soon....

And one more good news! As until now we were working full day on alternate Saturdays and half day on the other alternate ones, so now we will be working alternate Saturdays full day and we would now be getting alternate Saturdays OFF!!! YAYYYY!!!
Isn't that great? Isn't that a good change???



P.S.- I miss Shagun!
P.P.S.- I changed the layout of my blog, to suit today's topic! Do tell me how did you feel about the new look of my blog! :D

Life is short....Don't waste it in hating anyone....
Spread the word of love and joy...

Shagun, My Sweeheart...

I have always had this fascination for babies.. I love them....their innocence...their tiny cute hands..their beautiful eyes...the sweet face like God...
I have always loved babies ....holding them in my arms...pacifying them when they cry, making them laugh, and watching them grow from babies to toddlers and so on...
I don't know why, but kids don't stay in my arms for long..sometimes they start crying, may be because they are too small to understand that they are actually in safe hands no matter how hard I try making them realize that....But no, they only want to be in their Mommy Dearest's arms...
I don't even mind if babies pee or poop or vomit on me...I feel myself sooo lucky :D

The first baby I handled successfully for a long time was my little sister, Tillu. I was seven years old when she had come to our family as a little bundle of joy... I will share more memories of our childhood with you in the upcoming posts...

So, I actually wanted to tell you all about the bond that Shagun shares with our  family. The little angel with an innocent face, bright eyes, curly hair, super-chubby cheeks is the baby who lives next door.
I also call her 'Shaggy', 'Shaggu', 'Golu-Molu'... And have lots of pics of her to share with you..


When the angel had just arrived!


She was 7 months old when Shagun's family, i.e., she, and her Mom & Dad moved into the adjacent flat.


Shaggy with her Grandma..

When I first saw her, she was so tiny and chubby. It was instant love! 




She was a silent baby, who rarely cried, always smiled. Once her mom left her with us for an hour, so she could set her house right. Then gradually an hour turned into hours in the coming weeks. I realized Shaggy liked being with us. She loved to be with me, sleeping in my arms while resting her head on my shoulder. Playing with me. Eating tiny crushed grains of plain rice. She gave me intense pleasure. I loved her so much, and I still do.


Miss Grumpy Swami! ;p

Soon she was the part of our family. She loved sitting and bouncing on my Dad's lap, clinging to my Mom's dress urging her to pick her up in her arms, tearing pages from my books, putting everything she laid her hands on in her mouth and we preventing her to do that... Evening used to be fun. She has turned from a quiet baby into a mischievous toddler.
Her laughter makes flowers bloom in my heart, the touch of her tiny hands on my face soothes me...


Kya attitude hai!

Shaggy started getting teeth when she was nine months old. She might be having a really bad itch, because of which she used to chew on whatever she found, tomato, raw potato, carrot, notebook, and even the mouse pad!


Baby ke paas 6 daant hain...
Tumhare pass kya hai?
HAIIIN?

Two months later she had started walking! But she often felt shaky and felt down like a Thuddd! It was the beginning yet... Soon she perfected walking in one month and could walk by herself.
Oh God! She is such a Toofaan Mail now. Keeps on running helter-skelter and bumping into objects, and making us run after her. Ufff! It felt like I ran a Marathon!


Isn't it Whacky??!!

And I was surprised to see her join hands and bow her head in front of God, and say Jai-Jai! And then she would take some vermilion on her fingers and put it on our forehead! Now how divine is that!

Shaggu is an inquisitive baby. She pick up things, turns them right round, upside down, inside out and if she can't open anything, she would simply come to anyone of us and give that thing in our hand and say 'Kholo' (Open it up)


Shagun doing Jai-Jai!

Shaggy turned one year old on 2nd December last year.It was a moment of joy!


Shagun with her Dad & Mom on her first birthday..

I miss her....staying away for a couple of weeks me gives me such a stabbing pain. :(
Thanks to cell phones! I can atleast hear her talk in the gibberish  way. She has picked on many a words....Paapa, Mamma, Aunty, Uncle, Didi, Tillu, Apple, Aloo, Totti (that's for Roti), Maandu (that's for my name, Manju) Its so good to hear her call my name in her sweet voice... It makes me cry out of joy!


Shaggu: "Ain't I a cool baby? Yo!

Now that I'm away from home, it makes her really happy seeing me on weekends. Once she happened to be sitting on the couch in my home when I had arrived. She let out a happy shriek when she saw me. She crawled down the couch and came running at the door. I threw away my back-pack and picked her up in my arm...Oh...It felt like I was holding all the happiness of the world in my arms. I hugged her tightly and kissed her plump cheeks. She too put her tiny arms around my neck and hugged me tight. She was then patting the back of my shoulder...and bouncing with joy! She licked my cheek when I indicated her to kiss me....Oh! That was the best kiss ever....!!!

She then pointed towards my portrait that hung on the wall of the drawing room and pointed back to me and said 'Maandu Didi'! Awwwwwwww...that was the first time she called my name! Thanks to my Mom, for training her.


Shagun's Maandu Didi.

All my tiredness because of the journey back home faded away... I played and danced on the latest Bollywood numbers with my little angel till the night...


Shaggu's patent dance, Balle Balle!!!

Feeding her khichdi & mashed potato with my hands was feeling so good... She sat on my lap, having tiny morsels of her favorite food and sips of water with my hand and making happy faces telling me how much she is enjoying the meal.... It was sheer pleasure...
After  dinner, my darling wanted to sleep... So I gave her back to her Mom and kissed my baby goodbye and promised her to meet in the morning...




Its a beautiful feeling seeing a child grow...knowing that s/he loves you so much... and you just long to be with each other all the time... Our bond we share with Shagun is deeper than the blood ties...its beyond comprehension how I feel having her in my life...

As I had mentioned in my previous post that I would be going home on the coming Saturday, I would be meeting Shaggy and have same old fun with her! Yay Yay!
I feel so empty when I'm not with her.. My home feels so hollow when she doesn't visit..
She fills my home with happiness, with her love, and her playful shrieks, & chummoo (kisses)....
We are so happy to have her with us....
May God bless Shagun with all the happiness and virtues...

P.S.- Shagun once called me 'Daadi' (Grandma). That was when her Dad & Mom told her to do so!
I call them 'Uncle' & 'Aunty' inspite of they being elder to me by just 8 & 5 years respectively.
So they justified it that Shaggy is straight 20 years younger to me! So, I must be called Daadi, and not Didi!
What a revenge! :p

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