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Indian Problems!

Dear Readers,

I am writing this post to depict the funny realities of my life as an Indian, as well as life of the people around me. This is all based on my observations about my people.
This post does not intend to hurt anyone's sentiments. So I request you to take this write-up with a pinch of salt. I am sure you too would be able to connect to the following events and end up smiling by the time you finish reading the last sentence.

Where did my life go, Penny?

So, here we go!

  • Parents say 'Don't talk to boys'! Middle School: Don't talk to boys. High School: Don't talk to boys. College: Don't talk to boys. Age 23: It's time for you to get married!
  • Every Indian wedding you go to, your American friends ask if it was arranged.
  • I spend an hour in the sun and I turn 50 shades of brown.
  • 34% of Microsoft employees are Indian. Because of this, I think Microsoft Word shouldn't think my name is a spelling error.
  • Keep your friends close and coupons closer!
  • All these people talk about how much they smoke, and the closest I've ever gotten is inhaling the agarbatti (Those scent sticks you light up)
  • Parents can turn the simplest conversations into something extremely awkward.
  • Mom: Go do this, then do that, now do this. After that do this. Me: I barely started the first thing!
  • You're Indian when "be there in 5 minutes" turns into 45 minutes.
  • The best part about having a complicated name is that teachers are less likely to call on you.
  • Your Mom tells embarrassing stories about you to the other aunties.
  • When there is another Indian in my class, we either become friends or we are in direct competition for higher grades.
  • I always have a love hate relationship with autocorrect when it comes to Indian names.
  • I didn't choose the Indian life. The Indian life threatened me with a chappal until I submitted to its will.

Happy Friendships Day

I wish all my blogger buddies a very Happy Friendships Day! I hope we share this bond for an eternity :)


“A good friend is a connection to life, a tie to the past, a road to the future, the key to sanity in a totally insane world.”
Lois Wyse (1926-2007);


And a tribute to true friends and friendship..


I wonder how...

My mind is a strange place to be. If you were to enter and stay in my mind, you would sometimes feel surrounded by so many voices saying  so many things. You would feel your are sinking in the sea of thoughts and idea. The other moment you would feel the quiet..as if you were standing among the dead in a graveyard.

My mind is a big factory, that churns out the weirdest and strangest thoughts.... Now a days I am obsessed with personifying non-living objects. I am trying to see them as living things. I am trying to empathize what they feel....
Perhaps its a strange notion...Some may call it stupidity...Some may call it creativity...
I wonder why I wonder how....


When I chop an onion...I have tears in my eyes...
Is it trying to tell me to feel its pain...when my sharp knife slits through its body?

How does my sofa feel?
When someone sits on it....and farts...

How must the water be feeling...Being wet all the time...
Does it feel the cold...

Maggi noodles is a favorite of millions....
Does it feel proud of it???

When I refuel my car...
Does it feel the same satisfaction I get...When I eat food after I starve?

When I see the lamp-posts on the streets...
I wonder, how can they sustain standing all the time...Don't they get tired...??

When I type on my keyboard, how can it sit still while I'm poking it with my fingers...
Why doesn't it jump away...Can't it feel the tickling?

When I dump the trash...Does it feel hurt..
Lonely and sad...For being alienated...

How does the snow feel....When it melts away gradually..
Is it the same feeling i get...When my heart melting away due to anxiety??

What about this mirror? It just can't be itself...
I has to reflect what stands in front of it...Does it feel suffocated?

I don't know the exact answer but I know they too must be feeling something....and I wonder how...

Kismet Connection.

Life has its ups and downs....But sometimes life throws you in a trench...a deep trench. Despite of all the efforts you can't get out of it and you blame it on the fate. You dump it all on the luck out of desperation. But do you think twice before cribbing about the Lady Luck not favoring you? Have you made enough efforts, in a right direction? Are you striving for the right thing? Is it what  you deserve...or is it what you desire?

In India, so many people try to seek solutions for their problems through the science of astrology, then let it be financial hardships,  problems in a relationship or troubles with their love lives. They blame it all on their bad luck, unfavorable positions of stars and planets. They put their faith in the palmists and astrologers.

People get different opinions and advises from different people. People claim they got benefited by performing so and so rituals, prescribed by so and so priest or astrologer. Rituals like 'Shanti Pooja' and 'Graha Shanti' are performed to please the Planetary Gods.

They consult multiple astrologers, some of them being business minded try make money out of other's sufferings, not being considerate about the problem and the solution, or satisfaction of their clients. People spend thousands on performing rituals. Some astrologers work with the motive of providing relief to their clients from their troubles. Some get benefited while some don't.

I chose to write on this topic because my Mom has been stuck in the same vicious circle. She is trying to find out the solutions to my problems through astrology. She took me to an astrologist today. He does palm reading too.

He was a wise man in his late 60's. He analysed my horoscope, also my palm. He said everything was fine. Just a little time needs to pass away....He said I will get a good life partner, extremely loving in fact. My financial position will be strong throughout, once  I am done with my higher studies and take up a job and focus on work with sincerity and efforts.
On hearing this, Mom was finally relieved.

I'm not speaking pro or against the science of astrology. I'm trying to tell you that I am unsure too, if such things work. All I could believe in is hard-work and dedication, and I've worked diligently on my part. All I need to do now is to wait for the results patiently.

And even if I don't get the desired results, then may be I need to put in extra effort. I really don't need to perform rituals, ask God to do me favors. No..not at all. Neither will I blame my fate.

I can make my way...I can achieve success. All I need to do is to figure out what I like, and what is the best I can do...May be then success will be mine. And as far as marriage is concerned, its really not on the cards right now. Everything has a right time...Mine is yet to come. May be then Kismet Connection will be established..

The Maid-ical Complications!

It has been four days now, that I've been suffering from the severe side-effects of the 'Maid-ical complications'.
Yes! You read it right...And got it right too! Our dear maid just resigned without prior notification.

So let me tell you how it all started.

It was Sunday morning of 19th Feb, 2012. I woke up to a noisy conversation. It was my Mom and our maid Savita Bai, exchanging heated words. I sat on my bed quietly listening to the dialogues of the action movie being telecasted Live in our drawing room.

 The maid had started the argument over my sister's so called behavioral error! My sister was getting late for her classes and was hurrying things up. As a result she accidentally spilled some fruit juice on our dearest maid and also on the sparkling floor. And my Mom requested the maid to clean it up. Just that! And Savita Bai's battle mode got activated!



My otherwise cool-headed Mom got provoked and she scolded Savita Bai for her behavior. And so started a string of accusations and counter-accusations between the two iron women.
Finally after 20 minutes of the bickering and bawling, it ended in a way that no one wanted it to. Savita Bai quit!

Oh no! I had already imagined this but didn't want it to happen! Good god man...Why? I was almost about to wail and cry. My heart ached. It skipped a beat. I was chocking on my breath! But alas....we can't change the reality. We can't turn our face on the truth. The damage was done. And I was the one who had  to pay the price.




After Savita Bai left, Mom spilled all her anger on my sister for not being careful, and for sleeping late at night, waking up late and hurrying up in the morning, etc etc. And Dad too got pulled into this mess. He told Mom to calm down and he too got a dose of her anger. I chose not to get out of my room until the drama was over.


Since I won't let Momma dearest do all the work, my dear little sis is studying for her board exams and I've just resigned from my job and have become a Certified Berozgar, what could have been a better time than now for doing Zhaadu-Pochchha and Bartan?


Well, this isn't the first time. The Kaamwaali Bai-s and their nakhraas are legendary and monumental! It is the hottest topic of gossip among the Aunties in our neighborhood. They complain about their respactive maids and nod understandingly. They sympathize with each other saying 'Behenji, hamari kaam waali to isse bhi battar hai!'

Our previous maid quit, stating the reason that my Mom doesn't give her snacks with her evening tea!
Another instance, when a maid quit just because my Mom didn't buy her a brand new saari for her nephew's wedding!


Get me a new Saari...Or I quit!
They want a weekly off too!
Maids and there demands...Sigh!
It seems like they don't care about the work and money. We are the needy people.

So this is how my condition is!



I just hope I will get a nice maid soon....To relieve me of my misery....
I know she will come soon. She comes in my dreams too, asking me in her sweet voice, "Ma'am, I hear you need a maid."


I know she will come....Very soon...

The taste of life!

Hello my dear Bloggies! Long time, no see?? Yes, that's my bad, I didn't frequent this place for last couple of months....
So...I'm back home..to my hometown...I finally quit my job...Initially it was very depressing, but now I feel better. At least I won't be forced to do something I didn't like. Getting stuck in the wrong job is one big problem, and mine finally got solved. But I'm a Berozgaar now! *Chuckles*

Last year, when I received the news that I had been placed in Mumbai, I had mixed feelings. On one hand I was happy for my first job, thinking that I would be able to learn new things and support myself. On the other hand, I was worried as I was placed in Mumbai. I used to hate Mumbai since ever. I didn't like its climate, crowded places, fast-paced life, and the fact that Mumbai is a soft-target of terrorist attacks; to name a few reasons. I've been there a couple of times before, but staying there for one year sounded like a challenge to me.

Mumbai is a bustling city, and one of the most liberal cities too. I've been to several cities of India, but the culture and lifestyle of Mumbai is totally unmatched...


The Gateway of India, Mumbai!

But now that I'm back, I'm definitely the new and improved version of me. I've become a better human being. And the best thing is, staying away from home made me realize the value of love and family. It taught me how difficult things can get but you have to overcome them. It made me self-dependent. I could now take my own decisions. Yes, sometimes I made mistakes but I made it a point not repeat them.

Mumbai indeed teaches you life. If you survive in Mumbai, then probably you can survive anywhere. I stayed with many girls, interacted with them, got to know them, their lives and realized that there is much more to life than just material things, sorrow, cribbing, and life is too short...We must enjoy every moment of it...Lets not waste it cribbing about the hard times...

I initially felt lonely in Mumbai, had really bad room-mates. But then eventually I found better ones too. We had great time together....So I discarded all the bad moments and brought back home a bag full of happy memories...

I made new friends, learned to love people outside my family circles. I learned what my elders call it Duniyadaari.

I am now in a better position to make out how a person is, how to react in a given scenario, how to tackle problematic situations and people. There have been major changes in my personality, and all is for good.


Me, by the sea-side.

I've learned to forgive, and move on with life. I have given up hoarding bitter feelings....I dumped all the bitterness in the Arabian Sea and lightened my heart. I've given up hoarding things...I don't keep them for better times. When you already have the best, why go look for better? Today, the present is the best...What can be a better occasion to utilize the things you own?

And yes...I am no more scared of local trains! I used to have a phobia for Mumbai's local trains...but all of it has vanished.

Overcrowded stations and local trains of Mumbai
And on the professional front...hmmm...it was good enough, though not excellent. I got myself familiarized to the corporate culture, and what goes on at a workplace. I was a witness to a lot of office politics. I saw how some people survived in the office jungle, while the others succumbed.

All these experiences will definitely help me out when I will take up a new job after I complete my further education.

So, I want to say thanks to all the people who contributed for changing me into a better person...Who gave me the opportunity to taste life in real terms...
So, Mumbai is not that bad after all, I don't hate it now...Neither do I love it...Its a neutral viewpoint now!

.....Yesterday is history....Tomorrow is a mystery...But Today is a gift! That's why it is called Present!

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.

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!


Image courtesy: miguelofthedark.com


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?

Its a Happy Happy Day!

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

Courtesy- Google Images

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???

Tired soul!


Hello My Dear Bloggies!!!
I haven't been able to write for a while now....
Partly because I'm lazy and its keeping my mind away from thinking....
And I'm working on weekends too, full day, ten hours...  L
Plus I'm not keeping well. I got a soar throat, fever and cold..... L
What can be worse?
I feel drained out & stressed...and in this situation I can't come up with anything useful and nice for you guys to read...


So, I will take a break for a couple of days or may be a little more than that....
Diwali is about to come! Time for celebration!
Yay!!!:D
Got a lot to do...No shopping done yet! :O
Will go home for 5 days! Maring Dandi to office for 2 days!!!
And will be back with loads of happy things to tell you about, most probably Diwali celebrations!
I'll be online and read your posts though...
Have a happy time everyone!


P.S. - Maring Daandi, means bunking!
That's Marathi + English!

Height of idleness!


Today day was as usual, nothing special...

Just that we had nil volumes and so no work in office...only a few teeny-weeny routine tasks...
Blame the Eurozone crisis. International markets are constantly going down, and people aren't investing much.

I felt so bored and sleepy... But I couldn't even put my head down on my workstation between my arms and take a nap :(  as my boss and her boss were taking rounds again and again.... Managers you know.... : x




So I went to the washroom again and again each hour to splash my face with cold water, so the sleepy birds flying above my head would disappear...

I thought I can atleast chat on SMS with my cousin Menka, whom I lovingly call Mendo.




We talked about so many things.

Right from 'What time you woke up?' to 'How is everyone at home?'
'Did you read my blog' to 'What is in breakfast?'
'What is in lunch?' to 'What dress for Diwali?'
'When will you come home, we will have a party?' and finally 'What is it in office, no work huh?'
We talked about other funny stuff and were smiling and sometimes even laughing to ourselves, my colleagues looking at me and wondering what is wrong with me.




Then it was her time for saying prayers. I teased her saying, 'Good good, go pray with all your heart... Tell God to give me an American gora!':D
She was soon back and we were again discussing recipes of Khichdi!

We SMSed each other from morning till evening! We exchanged 230 SMSes each! And we are still talking! Don't believe me? Check out the pics.



I finished my routine tasks that are supposed to be completed by 6.30  PM at the latest, at 12 noon itself!
Went through the mailer of daily news, and read Daily Dose on Marketing, Finance and Strategic Planning.
Read the news about the interview of Ms. Chanda Kochhar by the Fortune Magazine, she being on no. 5 among the most powerful women in the world.


Indeed inspiring. She is indeed the Iron Women of Banking. She has a charm. Hard working, smart, a women of vision and a few words, who believes in execution of  plans. I just love her, and the way she transformed ICICI Bank into India's no. 1 private sector bank, in the span of just 3 years since she bacame as the CEO. She is fantastic.

So, next I went out for lunch. Just slowed down. Took time, an hour actually. Ate peacefully. Took a round in the corridor of my office building, talking on phone with Mom, Dad and Tillu. Then called up my cousin. Chit-chatted for half an hour, telling her how lousy my day was. Came back in.

So, all in all I was actually doing nothing productive...
But I felt close to my people back home. Cell phones are indeed a boon!
Thanks to service provider for all those affordable SMS packs!

So just came home in the evening at usual time. We can't leave early saying we have no work to do!
My roomies were there. Thank God! I had someone to talk to, face to face. I asked my roomies if they would like to have tea and both shouted from the room in unison, 'Adrak waali'!



Hahahaha...Adrak waali chai...everyone's favorite! So I quickly made ginger tea for the 3 of us.




We were talking and laughing about the incidents of this morning. How one roomie accidentally bumped into another and a jar full of milk got spilled! We run like cats and dogs in morning and keep on bumping into each other! :D
And how I was trying to hang my roomie's jeans on a door when I was also on a call, trying so desperately that I didn't realize when I caught the door and swinging with it as it moved front and backwards. I was totally engrossed talking to my friend and phone tugged between my shoulder and ear, with both the hands clutching the door and jeans My roomies were laughing incessantly and then I realised what I was doing. :D
Multi-tasking you know!

So it was all good. I wanted to slow down a bit for a while..do nothing... so it was today....
Thank you God for a wonderful day, in a different way!

A day little different than usual!

Today's day was like any other day... Just that it rained heavily in the evening, almost after a fortnight. I left from office thinking I'll be home in a hour and watch KBC. Just when I stepped out of my office I saw my entire team at the door waiting. That's when I realized its raining Cats and Dogs! The plan of being there in time to watch  KBC was washed off by the rain :(
Mumbai rains suck!
Very few people had an umbrella, rest were hoping for the shower to stop for sometime. I'm pretty sure they must be completely drenched while on their journey back home, because its still raining non stop! Poor fellows...
Why don't people get their umbrellas? The rainy season here isn't over yet.
So, I felt lucky that I carried one. I folded the bottoms of my trousers so it won't get dirty, opened my umbrella and started walking towards the station. But what was that? It started pouring even more and winds blowing strong enough to make it difficult for me to hold my umbrella in place. Streets had so many potholes, and due to so much of water it was difficult to walk fast. The roads seemed to be turned into a river. I was feeling so dizzy looking at the water current. Folding the bottom of my trousers did no good. The water at some places was knee-deep. Thanks to our government who let the potholes stay just like that! Lousy People! Ya, I know I use 'Lousy' a lot...
I somehow managed to reach the station after a 25 minutes of walk through the troubled waters. Literally!
The local trains were running late. I got into the train which arrived 20 minutes late. I was totally drenched, from neck to toe! I somehow managed to keep my head dry! The worst, my bag-pack and its contents had a bath too. The train took double time than the usual to cover the stretch. I wasn't comfortable at all standing amidst ladies who were drenched too.. Actually I can't stand wet clothes. It gives me a really bad itch! I was itching my right foot with the left one and vice-versa. My hands were busy texting on my cell, so as to divert my attention from that terrible discomfort.
When I reached my destination, I had to walk home from station again now. Same scene. Knee-deep water, mucky and dirty, reckless drivers who don't care to slow down a bit and drive by so fast that the water splashed on me! Too bad! I mumbled some curses out of anger. 'May the rain water enter the silencer of his car, and it will break down and he has to stay there in the middle of the rainy mayhem all night!'
Just then I remembered I'm out of onions. So I managed to buy a half kg of onions. I was looking so dumb with that angry look on my face, completely soaked in mucky water, prodding throughout my way, mumbling curses with a polybag of onions in my hand! Rolled up trousers made me look funnier. A guy gave me second look! He smiled (not to me but himself, I was so irritated. I gave him my typical raised eyebrow look (the picture of which I have put in my previous post) and I turned my face away.
Reached home too tired, had a cup of tea as usual. In spite of being tired I cooked today, as I was expecting the restaurant in our vicinity won't give home delivery of food today. I cooked a proper meal after so many days. I made my favorite onion and capsicum subzi, spicy and tangy. I clicked a picture. I like cooking and I felt good cooking after so many days.




Ya, I know it doesn't look very fancy, but it tasted really nice. So after all this felt satisfied that I took trouble to buy some onions in the middle of heavy downpour. I felt close to the Old Me today.
I've been so busy these days that I couldn't even care to feed myself with good home-cooked food.
I don't know what inspired me all of a sudden to cook dinner. But it was worthwhile...Otherwise how would I've had this story to tell you?

The Samosa tale.


Samosa is a famous Indian snack delicacy, which was accidentally invented many years ago in a village called as Sukrut, in Uttar Pradesh. This was when a mother wanted her kids to eat their meal. Kids were so picky that she tried innovating the food. She wrapped the potato sabzi in chapati and made a funny looking toy like wrap and the kids just loved it. Since then it became familiar to the people in the neighborhood. It gradually gained popularity throughout the country and evolved itself into what it is now.
Made out of spicy potato preparation wrapped in crispy layer of pastry, shaped into a 3 dimensional cone-like format and deep fried, samosa is the most famous and admired Indian snack, which is had with a chatni or sauce made out of green chilies, tamarind and lots of cilantro.
Americans have burgers, Italians have pizzas, Mexico has nachos, China has noodles, Japan has sushi, Denmark had pastries and India has samosas! The country where people from so many different cultures thrive amidst all the difference of traditions, values, festivals, food habits, but when it comes to snacking its Samosas for eveyrone!
This info was for those who aren’t familiar with this ‘wonder’.
Let me tell you something more about my bonding with Samosas.
I love and have been relishing Samosas ever since the days I used to call it ‘Tamota’.
I don’t remember when I took the first bite of it, but I do remember the last time. It was today in the evening while I was returning from office. I grabbed a quick meal of a Samosa chaat. Oh! It was so satiating and filling. It’s great to have something like this after a hectic day.
Eat is from the top of the cone or turn it upside down and start from the crunchy and crusty collar, it taste equally wonderful either way.

Now a days samosas can be had in a variety of ways. It can be had as a chaat, i.e., with curd and sweet and sour chutnies, or you can sandwich it between the bread of pav with cheese. You can have it with sambhaar, or the one filled with paneer, minced meat, or the sweet versions filled with thickened condensed milk and nuts and even chocolate!
You can find a samosas being relished in a variety of ways and almost on every occasion. Be it a birthday party, or a wedding, you will always find it on the menu as a snack. When a prospective groom’s family visits a girl’s family to meet them, there also you will find samosas accompanied by tea and sweets! And as they show it in movies, the boy takes a bite and asks, ‘these samosas are so delicious, where did you get them from?’ And the girl’s mother replies, ‘These are home-made, my daughter made them. She cooks wonderful food’. Then the boy looks at the girl and smiles, and the girl blushes and looks away from him. Isn’t that romantic and funny? Yes it is!
In my caste too, there are various ceremonies for every occasion. Even for the occasion of someone’s sad demise! On the third day, there are special prayers held so that the departed soul rests in peace. On this day, prashaad is prepared for the guests. It is properly packed in boxes and it comprises of kana prashaad, it’s a sweet preparation made of samolina, boiled chickpea cooked dry in spices, and what else? The samosa!
This kind of prashaad is also made during the other kind of special prayers before a wedding ceremony.
As a kid, I enjoyed being a part of lots of weddings. My paternal uncles’ and aunts’ wedding and maternal uncles’ and aunts’ wedding. And my cousins and I enjoyed samosas and other snacks with so many cups of espresso coffees dusted with lots of drinking chocolate.
But you don’t call only this snack as a samosa. There is a more to it.
In my office, my colleagues don’t wear tie unless a DGM or SGM pays a visit. At last moment, they take out a carton full of ties kept in one of the cupboard that is actually meant for keeping documents and struggle to find the one which will match their respective shirt’s color.
They put their tie on in so much of hurry that the knot doesn’t turn out to be perfect. And that’s when they say to each other, ‘Tera samosa theek kar be’! Which means your samosa is doesn’t look good, make it right. Yes, they refer to the triangular knot of the tie as Samosa! It sounds really funny looking at them doing and saying all this. :-D
My mom sometimes calls me Samosa. That’s when she feels I’ve put on weight she tells me to stop gorging on samosas and vadapavs, and tells me that I have become Samosa, which implies I’ve become fat. But what can I do? I can’t help it. I just love enjoying this snack after a long day at work or when I was in college, this was the only thing easily available. So now it has become a part of me.
Hope there are many others like me who too are in love with Samosas. And for those who haven’t yet tried it, go dig in.
But we must also remember that it is a snack and a snack cannot be a substitute for a meal. So it’s ok sometimes if you have samosas or any snack of your choice. But we must have a balanced diet and don’t make snacking a habit. Everything is good in moderation. So eat, enjoy and live a healthy life.
Take care… J

My experiences in Mumbai...

It has been seven and half months in Mumbai but I still don't seem to fall in love with this place. I still love to be in my hometown. Though Nasik is a small place, its comparatively quiet there. Streets, buses, other public places aren't so crowded over there. It cleaner. Not much hustle and bustle.
But Mumbai is entirely a different case. I feel so lost and lonely here.
Everyday is the same.
Getting up early, rushing to get ready, shoving the breakfast down my throat, and running to catch local train.
People are too busy to talk to you and be friends.
The other face of Mumbai is the one with glamour and style. As we all know, it is the financial capital of India.
The Bollywood is here in Mumbai. Mumbai continues to  nurture talents and gives a big break and success to the deserving ones. There is a huge fashion industry here. Many a beautiful shopping spots to visit. Many a places for entertainment like clubs, theaters, malls and lots more. It has the famous place Juhu Chowpatty, the oldest beach and fun-filled place to go on a weekend... the posh South Mumbai is a must visit.. Fortunately I've been to South Mumbai atleast..
There are boutiques of famous designers... You can also come across many TV stars and "Who's Who" at such glam places... I hope to visit these places if ever I get time from work....
I once met Amitabh Bachchan. He had come for an interview at the studio of Network 18 right next to my office. I struggled for an hour managed to be in the front row. We were 300 people standing in the hot sun outside the vanity van. And my struggle paid off well. When he had stepped out he was amazed to see us all shout his name and clapping.
He is a very polite person. He joined his hands to say 'Namaste' and shook hands with as many people as he could... which included me too...
Ohhhhhh.................I was mesmerized.....I had never imagined I could see him right in front of me...
The only sweet memory I got from Mumbai...
Hoping to go back home soon... or atleast another place quieter than Mumbai...

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