Candid Confessions!!!

Jab We Met (Part 2) ..Gathering Troubles

2009-08-10T12:18:00.000-07:00

" Hellooo !!!!"
Me : " Namaste Aunty !!! "
"Looking very pretty...sooooo ..feeling nervous ?? "
Me after fake blushing : " Hehheheh....hmmm..ya a little nervous...and hows every one??"
"Everyone is fine...heheheh....chalo all the best...byee"
" Thanks Aunty"

Okkkk now who was she???....a new question..a new doubt..

If you are still thinking what exactly is going on in this post..then boyzzzz and gurlzzzzzz....it was my marriage reception ...(Sorry to break all handsome and not so handsome hearts )...well yes I got married and on my reception day I realised I had a memory power of Aamir Khan from Ghajini....
Those who are married and have undergone this experience will know what I am talking about..and those who still have not got married..you should really undergo such tests..this will help you in analyzing yourself.. knowing your strong points..your intelligence.. whether you have an inbuilt acting and modeling talent or not ...and to know whether you have a photo genic face..or that of a scare crow..;P..

Receptions/Marriages are like reality shows...In front of the camera..nothing can go wrong..its all perfect..Bride HAS to look beautiful..Groom HAS to look like a prince..and a fairytale is captured by the camera man..with varied background music.. (such songs which you might have never even heard before)...but off camera..silly mistakes..goof up can happen..

" Hey was she your aunt or mine??"
" Pata nahi re....we will ask somebody else afterwards..keep smiling...video shooting ho raha hai"..said S in full enthu
Lights camera action..one smile from my side..one pose from S's side..and there was no end to the imagination of the photographer...sometimes you are asked to give a serious pose of Amitabh Bachan and Jaya Bachan from Kabhi Khushi Kabhi Gam...sometimes a exra happy look from Hum Saath Saath Hain...but after giving so many poses..you get so frustrated ..so tired..that you start looking like Sridevi from Nagin..;)....

" Sir ...hello sir...aap seat pe betho ..and madam aap seat ke handle pe betho.."
Gr888...
"Sir smile toh do..wo dekho madam ko...kaise hase jaa rahi hai.."
(Believe me one photographer said exactlyyyy this to me..I was not even smiling da..I dont know why he said that..but I got sooo bloody conscious that I stopped smiling only)

"Heyy..kya hai wo aunty ke plate mei...slurrpppp ...kya tasty lag raha hai"
" Arre humko nahi milega kya...??....humko khaana kab milega??Humara number kab aayega??"

Yup this was the worst part when I could see everybody enjoying other than the two of us...people having tasty tasty Tandoori chicken, Paneer pakode, Spring rolls ..yum yum ...was feeling like a roadside beggar watching rich kids have their food..." Humko kuch kaane ko dede baii"..

But damn ..cant eat on stage...imagine all my pics coming with one plate in hand..Hmmm not a good sight..

On top of all this... when you see so many people together in the same hall, you keep forgetting their names.. their connection with you...how you know them..when you met..etc etc blah blah..BUT you need to act...act as if he / she is the chosen one "for your marriage"..
But this acting has to be done under proper guidance..else things can go wrong..and YOU CAN BE CAUGHT MID WAY..
" Namakaaarrr beta...kaise ho"..(In a typical Kashmiri accent)
"Namaste uncle..mei theek hun..aur sab log kaise hain"
" Waray waray...che parznovthas beh??" ( Everyone is fine..Btw did you recognize me?)
" Heheheheh...(Damn no...)..haan uncle ..parznovum" ( Yeah recognized )
" Acha kus chus beh?? "..( Ok so who am I..??)
" Hehheeh ( God plzzzz help me..S say something..arre whose uncle is he??...)..hehehe...Priyanka didi's dad right ( who Prinyanka..which Priyanka..dont ask) "
Uncle with a surprised look..." Hatay kusi Priyanka....beh chus Boytoth.."..[ What Priyanka ..which Priyanka...I am Boytoth..](For those who are not kashmiris..Boytoth is a name..it is not like Boy George...it is Boytoth...hmmm a different name ...pronounced in a different way..kashu people will know..what I am talking abt..;))

" Ohhh acha acha..sorry thoda confuse ho gayi thee.."
" Hatay confuse chak gasan..tohy bambi wayl chu sory keh mashraavaan..wal wayn..naal muth teh myooth karay..."..(Confused !!!..kids from Bombay forget everything..come here will give you a hug..)
In kashimiris..hugging each and every relative is of utmost importance...so you can imagine our halat..when you have to standup every now and then and keep hugging people...its damn tiring..and you get programmed...Smile..Stand ...hug..sit (In a Recursive mode)

In the end when our stage "performance" was over..I gave a sigh of relief that now nothing could go wrong.We atlast went for having our long awaited dinner ..suddenly my mom came with 2 gentlemen
" Everything went fine na !!"...asked my mom
" oh yes.."
" Oh btw did you meet them..they were saying Dimple Didi ko ab tak nahi mile.."
Since I was still in my recursive mode..so before hearing the whole story..I got ready to give my 2 brothers..who wanted to meet thr Dimple didi a robotic hug..when suddenly my mom said
"Hay hay...Yem che waaaaz aamat"...( Heyyy...they are the cooks)

Phewww Thank God didnt do anything....this only meant that still anything could happen...like I said..Receptions are like reality shows...any thing can happen at anytime...I hope you people too are successful in keeping your silly mistakes...and popatness off camera..All the Best.. :)

( PS : All characters and names used in this post are fictitious in nature..and boss in case you find some similarity with your character or name......then be happy with the 2 min fame that you are getting because of me..and promise that you will write a post and make me the heroine in that ..:) )

Jab We Met...

2009-04-09T11:57:00.000-07:00

People who have met me know that I talk a lot..I got this habit since the time I was 2 yrs old..yup... from that time onwards.. I have been talking non stop...Sometimes on a topic and sometimes without anyyyy topic...Phewww!! But there are times when you can't do even things you are very good at..and same thing happened to me...
yes my dear friends..it happened " Jab we Met "...I mean when I met " S " for the first time...

My parents were worried about my shaadi..no not because I had any problems...it was because the astrologer broke out a secret that I AM A MANGALIK...yeahh..(not that there is any big deal about it..you can refer to my discussion on it from my earlier post Duhh !! ..............). Now the point here is that the astro uncle was quite clear that kundli had to be matched properly ..and my damned kundli was not matching with anyone..not even with the tree ... hero of my Mangalik blog .
Then suddenly one day one kundli came ...PERFECT MATCH..!!!...(Touch wood Touchwood..
Adding to my touchwood touchwood...I will add a song too..Jammu truck driver special..

Buri nazar waale
Tu sao saal jeeye
Aur jab tak tu jiye
Tere bacche tera khoon peeye

waah waah waah waah
)

The boy was S...very qualified...MBA from a very reputed college..who had always stood Ist in his class...and where I was concerned...for me...I had always stood Ist in the queue while going back home from school..yes always....:)) !!!

15th Dec 07 was decided as the date when I would for the first time meet a guy for shaadi (Marriage ) talks..
That day ..believe me I was not at all tense..I was feeling confident...my parents were more tense than me...
" Vayn karze na badtameezi .."..( " Now dont misbehave over there") instructed my granny as if I was a ruffian kid going to meet my school principal..

" Don't worry granny dear, it will be fine...and mom plzzz...if I show signs of disinterest to you...plzz save me..just check out the status after maybe 20-30 mins...if he is boring me to death ..then do anything..use any excuse but plzz you will have to save me "
For me it was very simple...if the boy throws attitude and shows off his qualifications...I will show him my attitude..but in case the boy is good..then I would have to make him say yes for me..(Boss I cant get so many leaves from office..) so it had to be now or never ...

15 th Dec..I took a HALFDAY from office ..(see I didn't get a leave that day also ..and you are thinking why it had to be now or never)..

SCENE 1 :Mom and me waiting for them to turn up..
SCENE 2 : Entry of S, his mom and a common Aunty
SCENE 3: Both of us trying to know each other as much as we could...Now when we were talking with each other..one thing was clear,he had done all types of R&D about me...hmmm..he was ek dum well prepared..where I was concerned it was a usual case for me ...attending exam without any preparation .
My eagle eye vision and Chacha Chaudhary wala tez dimaag se I could make out that he was a very good boy and very down to earth..I don't remember any instance when he tried to show off in front of me...that meant only one thing...Mission SAY YES had to be started:

That meant giving a biiiiiiiiig smile after regular intervals...showing off my 32 teeth...[Now coz I already look a little like Ashwarya Rai and hmmm ... a little like Kareena...then you can imagine the effect my smile would have on him..sorry I seriously don't like to point this out..but don't have any other choice...so modest..thanku thanku..( Ok...those who know the reality can continue with the next line)]...and would have to use a little bit of my acting talent..

As far as he was concerned he wanted to show how much effort he had put in knowing me... After every 5 mins he would shoot " Yet Another tricky " question at me...and I was not prepared with even one answer....I didn't know what to ask...how to ask..and what to answer..:P

" So what are your expectations from your husband"
"Hmmm expectations...oh yes ..many expectations..He has to be caring, sweet, I need security in life..so he has to be well settled.."
"and??"
" and and hmmmm nothing..."
Dratt I was not even able to cook any more expectations on spot
" Are you serious ???...these are the only expectations?? I mean other girls have a list of it"
Ooops !!!..now what ..how I wish I could have a peep into these lists..may be I was forgetting something..I had to act confident ...had to do something...Ahhhhh !!! Acting Lesson no 2, dialogue no 242 would have to be used here ...
" Hmmm...other girls may have many expectations...BUT I... am a very simple girl....who does not have many expectations...coz expectation leads to unnecessary misery and suffering "

I saw him yawning like anything...ooopppsss ...I have always had this problem of overacting...dialogue no 242 had always been a failure..
S tried to change the topic after hearing this answer...I think he was shocked and didn't want a female version of Buddha ..

" What all things do you like"
" I like to sing , dance, talk,read novels.."
" and??"
" and...and many things... I .. I like everything.."
Why why does he include AND after hearing every answer...shucks...!!!

"I have heard...you are a big time kanjoos"
" Whatt kanjoos me???...who told u that.??."
" well got to know through my sources..and that too you never used to share your tiffin??"

NOT SHARING MY TIFFIN???!!!!!...it was then that I realized that he had seen my orkut profile also...and these friends of mine had not written any good thing about me..it was all about my kanjoosi..).

" Heheheh...these friends of mine don't have any other work...they have written all wrong things about me..actually mei kanjoos nahi thee...wo log confuse ho gaye ..hehheeh...wo jhooth bol rahe hain...mei thodi si hi thee..ab mei theek hun.."

" hahahah..oh I see...you can also ask questions..it should not be a one sided session...it has to be more interactive"
" Yes sir..ohh i mean yes S "
Now I thought even I should ask something..so I copied all his questions
" Now you tell me What do u like??"
" ehm ehm...this was my question..you are asking my questions.."
" yaaaa..coz I am not prepared..thought of copying it from you"
" ok ..but only once..after this you have to ask your own questions.."
" Ohh sure.."..
I showed off my 32 beautiful teeth..and hypnotized him in such a way..that I copied all his questions..and he didnt point out even once..:D

" Come lets go out for a walk..." S said after sometime
" Oh sure..."....Heheheh now was my chance to earn some extra points I thought..

While having a walk we talked about so many things..(many secret talks that I will not tell you for free...)

" Hmm had a great time today with you..I will drop you home"...said S romantically
Yesssss mission was proving to be successful... Thanku thanku
" Yeah same here...but need to go to my uncles place now..everyone is waiting there"
" No probs..I will drop you there..."
BLUSH BLUSH..." hmmm ok..if you insist.." ..I spoke like a new sharmili bride..
We walked and talked...we talked and walked...while talking and walking I got so engrossed..that after sometime I just didnt know which road to take...We had suddenly reached a place ..which I had never seen..it seemed like a mini kabristan...shucks..now how to tell him..what would he think about me...Mannnnn !!!! I got so pissed off ...I had no clue what to do...
" Hey do you by any chance know where we are??" I asked him
" No why are you asking me..I dont even stay in Mumbai"
" Ohh good..coz even I dont know..but dont worry...let me just call up and find my uncles address"
"ok"...surprisingly he seemed cool about it...
On the other hand my parents were mad at me.." Kya goyyy che..su kya asay sochaaan"(Wts the matter wid u..now wt will he think)..
" Psst Mom please dont scold me..plz tell me the address..I m lost"..I whispered
Atlast I got the address ..I gave S a biiiiig smile..." Got the address... now we will leave"
" Ok.."...
ok !!!!again just ok..may be he was having some after thoughts..may be I was going to get rejected..I looked at him nervously...he seemed dazed..it was then that I realized... he was still in hypnotized state...phewwww...good for me !!!..that meant he would never remember half the things..
We took a rick and went directly to my uncles place ..where all my cousins were hanging from the window grill just to have a glimpse..introduced him to everyone and bade him bye..

Hmmmm that day if you see we were together for more than 6 hrs...In the end it was a YES from my side...(Clap..clap for me...)..and my SAY YES mission was successful...he also said yes...:)..( Yeahhhh thanku thanku.... another round of applause ).

P.S :In case you need tips on SAY YES...or hypnotizing lessons ( BEWARE: It is effective only till courtship period...not after marriage..;)..)..or may be some acting lessons ( With free over acting tips) ..u can always approach me...:)

Want To Be Me...

2008-12-24T23:38:00.000-08:00

A Little Sweet, A Little Sour
A Little Close Not Too Far
All I Need, All I Need
Is To Be Free....

Let Me In Without A Shout
Let Me In I Have A Doubt
There Are More,Many More
Many Many Many More Like Me...

Open Eyed How I Run
How I Run To The Other Side
Then I Glide Like A Bird
I Just Want To Be Me

Udne Ko Sau Pankh Diye Hain
Chadne Ko Khula Aasmaan
Mudne Ko Hai Karwat Karwat
Aur Badhne Ko Mera Jahan

Frustrated Mind

2008-09-02T22:22:00.000-07:00

What happens when 2 frustrated minds meet each other?? Result -------> This blog

Holiday is usually a treat for lazy girls like me, but this Sunday.. I was feeling soooo restless...When I say restless..it usually means..talking a lot..jumping from one place to another...beating up people..or day dreaming about things like magic carpet,ring or anything that can make me feel different or one up from others. During my childhood days I wanted to have a invisible cloak..so that I could go to the place where the exam papers were being corrected or set..so that I could either give my self full marks..or leak out the papers from there...:)
And not to forget my magic ring.. to find whether the classmate whom I liked, had any hidden feelings for me in return ..:P

That Sunday as I was all alone at my place..with nobody to talk to...no scraps on orkut to check..and nobody to beat or do masti with...day dreaming was the only TP thing that I could do successfully.
Entry of my cousin..

Me :" Tell me one thing ...you are a Engineer right?"

He looked at me suspiciously : " Yup...but hold on..I am a Electronic Engineer....so I cannot repair any software fault in your computer...you see that is out of portion..we are not taught that yaar"

" Oh I see...what are you taught in college"
" Sis we are taught..anything and everything that is not useful in practical world..;) ..that is a harsh reality...Phewwww...sob sob"

" Heheheh.....ok ok..no I was going to ask you something else..yaar being a Engineer...tell me one thing..can you make something for me...that can be useful for me"

" As in ??"

" As in... something yaar..something different....may be a wing or something "

" Wing???..which wing....wing for this building??....naah that comes under civil Engineering"

" No stupid...wing ..human wings....so that one can fly"

" Fly?????..Where do you want to fly?"

Me : " I mean just think yaar...removable wings..When I have to go to office..I will go to the terrace ..slowly see if nobody is watching me... will attach those wings..and start flying...go to office...land on the terrace....remove the wings..keep it in my bag...then everybody will say..'Hey when did you come??..didn't see you coming !!! '...and then I will have this hidden smile on my face..hehehhe...you ..you got it..?? "

He was looking at me with disbelief...as if I had committed a sin in front of him..as if I was a psycho or something..
Cousin to me..clearing his throat: " Ehm...Ehm..Oh...I see..... "

Now I was quite embarrassed...'coz these are thoughts ..thoughts that usually you do not speak in public. I mean we all ( I think so)..get these thoughts..but we keep them in mind..we never speak them aloud . I was sure he was a bit worried now about me...and was ready to hear his comment about ..' DIMPLE GO AND SEE A DOC'

I said " Yes...go on"
" No I was just thinking yaar....you often get these thoughts kya??"
" Ya..I mean...just like that yaar..for passing my time..."..I said defending myself..before he would suggest any doctors name.

" Ok..but then don't you think something is wrong in this"
" Wrong?? "..I gulped down a big saliva..and nearly choked myself..

He gave me a very serious look.." Ya I mean suppose you have got wings to fly...then there is a danger of Eagles and other big birds yaar..what if they damage my Human wing..It can be very dangerous..." Suddenly his tone turned accusing.." What if you fall down..and people see you??...Madam..nothing will happen to you because of the automatic parachute. But all intelligence agencies will come to know about this great invention..and about the brains behind this successful creation...I can be in danger...no yaar I will not give it to you...too risky...I will think of some other plan.."..saying this he left my room..

" Aaiiiinnn????!!!!! ...ok"

Blank look on my face....followed by a biiiiiiiiiiiiig smile...I am not alone....my dearest cousin by my side...as we both fly and conquer the world..:)

2008-07-01T09:49:00.000-07:00

Atlaaaast I am 24 !!!!....:)))

Yup turned 24 ..and am sooooooo happy ...Just think about it...24 yrs of my life are over and many more still to come...woahhh gr8888888....:)))..Cheers to that..:))

Though nothing much has changed in my life..I still miss the way I used to celebrate my birthday...new dress to school.. chocolates for friends and teachers...cutting cakes, waffers , gulab jamun...yum yum. I used to personally go to each friend's place and invite them for my evening Birthday party and would janbujke include this line " Gifts Not allowed haan plzzzz"...which would be like a reminder to foolish friends that there exists a tradition of giving gifts...and which also meant that plzzzzz buy me a beautiful gift...I would wait eagerly for my evening party..mainly accepting gifts from everyone...once that was done..waiting fo every1 to go ...so that I could see what was lying inside...actually while accepting the gift itself I would get a hint of what could be there inside...no no not because i was a gifted child and no also not because i had X-ray in my eyes..it was 'coz usually it would have Pencil Box, tiffin box..and sweet frnds wud buy biiiig games..(oh yes..and I would never forget to call those SWEET friends for my next bthday..)..

Ohhh btw everyone is invited for my birthday party and Plllzzzz Gifts not allowed..;P

Mujhe Kuch Kehna Hai- Part 2

2008-06-01T07:20:00.000-07:00

Hmmm I know you will ask why Mujhe kuch kehna hai PART-2 ..when PART-1 was never written..Welll!!!!! part 1 was a Kareena Kapoor movie...and this title was suggested by one of my friends..so here goes MUJHE KUCH KEHNA HAI PART-2...
WARNING: Read it only if you are a fast reader or if you have ample amount of time
PLEAD: Plzzzzzzzz read it even if u do not belong to those two type..:P

It was a lovely September morning .Abhi was in the company bus on his way to work and as usual trying to catch up with sleep. A girl gets on the bus, comes to his seat "Good Morning!!!" . Abhi looks back at her through half closed eyes, replies "Good Night " and then proceeds to return to his half hour nap . Unfortunately, he is woken up by a punch in the arm.."Wake up, bozo!" She looks at him with a big smile on her face. "I'm not sitting next to you to listen to you snore."….Half-heartedly, Abhi opens his eyes and turns to her "What's up?"

Preeti was good-looking and slightly tomboyish. She was also his best buddy. "Come on" she says "Don't look so disappointed. You'd rather sleep than talk to me???"
" But I talk to you everyday, Preeti."
"But you also sleep everyday."
"It's not enough."
"So… you've had enough of talking to me, eh?"
You can never argue with a statement like that, so he gives up..smiles and says, "OK, sweetheart. What's on your mind?"
"I wanted to tell you what happened yesterday. Can you guess?"
"Hmmm lemme see..Anurag called you last night."
"Ohh my ghosh ..how did you know?"
"Oh, he asked me for your number yesterday."
"And you gave it to him?"
"What else could I do? And stop complaining. You've been drooling over him for weeks now. He must have thought he had a chance."
"You like putting me in these situations, don't you?" she says.
"No…. That's not true. I love putting you in these situations!"
That invites another punch in the arm.

Abhi and Preeti had known each other for a year now. They did tell each other about their joys and sorrows,victories and defeats. Abhi would tell her about all his crushes and she'd scold him for being silly. She'd drag him to classical music concerts and he would add them to the list of things she 'owed him' for.

It was 12:00 am and his phone was ringing. "Hello"
"Happy Birthday!" It was she.
"You're supposed to throw me a surprise party, sweetheart. Not just call to say Happy Birthday."
"Well then open your door, dumbo!"
So he does and finds her, cell-phone in hand, at his doorstep -- with what seems like half the population of his company. His roommates were supposed to be working late that night. Now he knew why...:)
That day he blew a lot of candles (seemed like much more than 25), cut his cake, gets painted with the cake's icing. If Preeti had had her way, she'd probably have preferred to use a paintbrush and a can of paint.
That day they chat for an hour after everyone has left.
"I think it's time I left," she said finally, trying to stifle a yawn. Abhi drops her home. As she is getting out of the car
"Hey, Preeti."
"What?"
"Thanks."
"Hey, don't get senti on me now!" she smiles and leaves..
Abhi sits there for some time, just thinking. Their conversations were
always like this - a little joking, a little teasing ..
But somehow, something had changed since the moment she had turned up at his door that night...It was special..very special ..and he wanted to do something special for her..he knew Preeti loved reading books..So finally he buys half-a-dozen omnibus collections of various authors.Slowly he starts spending a lot of time at her place .
“Hey let me take this novel home”
"I'm not as stupid as you, ape-man. I know you will lose them. Plus, you dog-ear your books. You're not doing that to these masterpieces. So if you want to read them, you read them here. And if you want to mark your place, use a bookmark."
"Need I remind you that it was me that bought you the books in the first place? "
"So? They're mine now."
"Well, then. I've been meaning to ask you this for a long time. Where exactly is my birthday gift?"
"It was in your tummy at one point of time. It's probably been washed into the sea by now."
"Huh?"
"Remember the cake I baked you on your birthday?"
"You what? You can't bake cakes!" That was a mistake. She looked hurt.
"You baked me a cake????" ..She didn't say a word. She just shrugged.
Abhi was stunned. "But you never told me."
"You didn't ask." That was typical of her.
"It was fantastic! And you wasted most of the icing on me!"
"The cake was for you, dumbo."
"How long did it take you to make the whole thing?"
"Well, the chocolate cake took an hour and fifteen minutes, and so did the vanilla. Then cutting them up and putting them together took another 15 minutes. Each flavor of icing took 20 minutes for preparation. On oven it took another half and hour.. Cleaning up the mess took an hour."
She seldom claimed the credit for anything, but once she started
bragging, there was no stopping her. However, Abhi wasn't thinking about that right then.
"You spent over five hours on that cake?"
"I forgot to mention," she continued, "the hours I spent the week before that, practicing… Even the birds wouldn't touch the first three cakes!"
He couldn't help but ask. "Why?"
"Because the first one got burnt, the second one was only half cooked ,and in the third one, I forgot to add sugar."
It was just like her, to try to divert the conversation.
"I mean why did you spend so much time on baking me a cake?"
She looked at me like I'd asked her why the sun rises in the east.
"For your birthday, stupid. Of course, I also wanted to beat every gift you've ever got me. Try beating this one." She was grinning like she'd won the world championship.
As far as he was concerned, she had. He'd never spent a week making her anything. Getting her a gift normally involved taking her to the store, letting her choose and use his credit card. Suddenly, he felt cheap. "Thanks.." was the only thing he could say. "Thanks a lot..."
"Hey. Are you getting senti on me again?"
And this time he was…

He was still mulling over his feelings for Preeti the next day at work when his boss tells him that the company wants to send him to New York for a couple of years. Normally, this wouldn't have made much of a difference ..but right then, the first thought that comes to his mind is that he'd be away from Preeti for two whole years. He had had crushes before…lots of them…but this was different.
"Do you have any problem in going?" boss asks
"Not really..When do I have to leave?"
He had a month.

"Wow! New York ! Great! I've heard it's a fantastic city! "
Preeti was obviously very excited about his going. She didn't seem to share any disappointment on what he now saw as 'separation'.
They had known each other for a little over a year, and were very close, but beyond some mild flirting, the relationship had never got even close to romantic. That was, of course, until he found out she had spent a week baking a cake for him. It's funny how small things seem to make such a big difference.
"What happened?" she asks. "You don't seem very happy."
"Oh..it's just that it's so sudden, that's all. And you know I was never all that interested in going to America ."
"What an idiot. Go see the place. I've heard the women there are
amazingly beautiful." She had a sly smile on her face. He wanted to tell her, he didn't care if he laid his eyes on another woman again, if she wasn't with him... But he didn't.
He realized that he only had another month with her. She'd rejected every guy who'd asked her out ever since he had known her. He didn't want the same to happen with him, and he didn't want to make it awkward between them. He didn't want to risk that month. He wanted it to be the best time he had ever spent with her.
They ate out almost every night. She'd call him up almost everyday to tell him to add 'one more item' in his list.
And with every passing day, he was falling more deeply in love with her.

The month swept by quickly. The day Abhi was supposed to leave, he asks her to come with him to the airport. They reach the airport four hours early to beat the rush. He finishes the formalities and comes to sit with her.
"Hey, Champ. Why so glum?" asks Preeti
"I don't want to go,"
"I don't want you to go either."
"No, you don't understand." He could not hold it in any longer. "I can't
stand the thought of living without you by my side."
She stares at him.

"I love you a lot yaar..."

At this, a sound escapes her lips that sounds like a cross between a
sob and a laugh. "Well, dumbo, you've picked an absolutely fabulous time to tell me about it!"
A tear escapes her eyes.
"How long have you felt this way?" …she was crying and smiling at the same time..he didn't know what to make of it.
"From the day I found out you had baked me a cake."
She laughs. "That's all it took? Well, bozo, I guess a way to a man's heart is certainly through his stomach! Hold it. A month? You waited a month? You were the one who kept saying that if you really liked a girl you wouldn't waste a day in telling her!" ..She was smiling widely now…it looked funny, with her eyes all wet.
"Well, I was confused. How did I know.. how you'd react? In fact, I
still don't understand your reaction. I thought it would change things between us. You've rejected every guy who ever proposed to you!"
"That's because even I'm in love with you, you overgrown idiot!"
"What?" …Somehow, He had never expected her to say that. She was in love with him?
"How long have you been in love with me?"
"Ever since the day you offered to carry my suitcase for me."
"But that was the first day I met you!"
"I guess I was always a sucker for chivalry."
"All this time you've been in love with me and you never said anything! Then you go and complain that I waited a month!"
"You guys are so bad at reading a girl's mind."
"You women are so good at keeping your thoughts a secret! Even Einstein couldn't figure you out."
"Einstein was a nerd."
"Hahahhah…but seriously…I really don't want to go." He had always maintained that love was a bucketful of emotions. He wasn't exactly delighted to be proved right.
"Don't worry. I'm coming there in a couple of months."
"How?"
She laughed. " Welllll…!!!!....I've got a project in New Jersey ."
" What? When did that happen? You never even told me!"
"Well, I wasn't sure you'd propose before you left. And I couldn't
exactly sacrifice you to those New York women, could I? I had to watch out for myself. So I went on a project-hunting spree. There is an opportunity coming up for a project in about two months. Someone is coming back to India , so I'll be taking his place. They want me there for a little less than two years." She was beaming. "I realized I had struck gold!"
”But How come you didn't lay a trap for me a year ago?"
"I tried giving you hints, dumbo, but you just wouldn't pay attention!" She was laughing. " You're the only guy I ever spent any time with…Wasn't that a big enough hint?"
"Oooops…yeah….ok…What if I had rejected you?" ..now extremely flattered that she'd been crazy about him for a year...his ego swelling..
"Rejected me…You must be kidding!" she was clearly amused. "I get proposed to every few days. You are the one who's been rejected more times in the last year than I can count on two pairs of hands!"
She really knew how to burst his bubble.
"Hey," she said softly, "don't look so dejected. I said 'Yes', didn't
I?"
"Yes, you did. And you've made me a very happy man. But you know what would make me even happier?"
"What?"
"If you learn to cook as good as you bake cakes."
A punch in the arm again…
Happy Ending…:)

2008-04-02T08:48:00.000-07:00

"Do you know ..there is this serial killer who kills every second woman whom he finds alone... !!"
Me: "Kya baat kar rahi hai !!!! .."
" Yeah..he is a woman hater..'coz his Girlfriend dumped him some years ago...dont know how can anyone do something like this..what an after effect...they say it is psychological...bah...psychology...hhahahhaa....this is all bullshit...hahahha..ohh man now where did I keep my Gulab jamun..gimme a min..let me just find that out..hahaha "

I kept quiet...After effect..psychology ..hmmmm...I remembered the time when I had lost something so dear..so special...I saw it going away..the pain that I had felt...the tears that I had hidden from this dushman zamaana ..sob sob..How had I felt..baaaaadddddd...very baddd .

It started this way .. I had gone to one of my relatives house..( I was in 3rd std..to be more presice ). Now I was a very shy and sweet girl..(Like you all must have come to know by now...I have not changed a bit..ehm ehm..Thanku Thanku..; )...)....following exactly what was taught to me. Now here starts my emotional story ..which will tear apart your soul..
Before entering the house..my mom gave my kid brother and me thoda sa Gyaan about basic attiquetes...
" When aunty gives some thing to eat..do not eat the whole plate like you did last time (Pointing towards my brother..NOT ME)...take only one piece...and also when you are given something dont grab it and start eating, say " No aunty" first time...and second time you can take it..and then say "Thank you aunty..."..

We were ready..I and my brother even did rehearsals. Like perfect two kids we entered aunty's place. Sat there like 2 angels and then came testing time..Aunty brought Gulab jamuns. Yum!! yum!! Garam garam Gulab jamun with Rabri on top...perfecttttttt.. I tried to control my feelings and my outburst of love for my Gulab jamun...At regular intervals I was eyeing it..waiting for aunty to ask..just ask once....my ankhon ki Gustakhiyaan was soon seen by many people. After waiting for like 20 min.. aunty atlast came...
" Dimple beta Gulab jamun loge??"
I blushed a bit..." Nahi aunty "..and waited patientlyyy for her to ask me the second time...
"ok".. and she went away
ok???.....wasnt she supposed to ask me one more time...I mean this could not be...she went straight towards my brother..
" Gulab jamun loge??"
" Yes aunty".
" Ye lo beta..special gulab jamun"
My brother gave me a wicked smile...I bit my lips..looked at my poor Gulab jamun...my lips trembled...this was cheating...Aunty had behaved unexpectedly...may be she didn't know that she was supposed to ask me again..may be she had never read that book on basic attiquetes... saddd...
Suddenly aunty asked me " Dimple beta aapko Gulab jamun nahi pasand??...aapne kyu nahi khaya"
Now what??...Somehow I had to improve my chances...I said something
like " Nahi aunty abhi garam hai na ..isliye..per thoda der baad khaa sakti hun"...speaking the last few words very clearly and with actions ..so that she would not miss it..
" Ok..mei fridge mai rakhti hun..so that you can eat it afterwards.."

That whole day there was not a single moment when I did not miss Gulab jamun...and that aunty ..so careless...she had totally forgotten about them..instead of bringing them for me..she was asking some stupid questions...I tried giving her hints..
" Aunty fridge ka pani peena hai".." Fridge ka colour bahuuuuuuut acha hai"..
" Light jaayega toh fridge chalta hai kya?"...but all in vain....silly aunty.... Suddenly my dad said.." ok then we will take your leave"....
Leave ??....LEAVE !!!!! ....Nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii keh do ki yeh jhooth hai......aunty yaad karne ki koshish karo ..meri amanat de do...mujhe mera pyaar lotaaa do...but all in vain...silly aunty,baddd aunty...I dont know what had happened to her...I can never forget that dayyy..:(

Return from flash back...I saw my friend still searching for her lost Gulab Jamun..I took out the Gulab jamun that I had picked up ..put it in my mouth...ahhhhhhhh relief....some after effects are not bad after all..:)..Happy Ending

Torture Express

2008-02-05T07:39:00.001-08:00

When I saw him for the first time..I knew there was something wrong with him...(Naaah !!!..Dont worry.. am not writing a post about yet another Dyslexic child..I mean post Taare Zameen Pe,everyone is writing about being dyslexic or to have found one...In this case..Just read on and you will get it)
He was wearing dark sun glasses that too in the evening...;) ... It was the first time that my dialogue.."Looks don't matter..inner beauty does "....seemed Pass'e...Believe me..but sometimes God can be very unfair...(Btw If you by any chance belong to this category...you can skip this post...I will be writing something nice and sweet for you next time..yeahhhh!!..Now go away..)

I saw him going towards one of my colleagues (shiny)..And instantly got a Message from her ..
Shiny: Godddd here he comes..this person is sucha pakao person...plzz save me!!! ..:(
Me:Ya.. cud make out that..look at him, he looks like a kankhajoora (milipede)....such irritating looks...wonder wt he eats?
Shiny: Brains!!!..u shud hear his ring tone...always there is a new one..some bakwaas shaayri...and he doesnt even pick up the phone till the shayari is over...and today toh it is something like" Ouchhhhhhh !! Dhak dhak kar ne laga.."...wants everyone to hear that ..sooo sick..sucha torture
Me: Tch! Tch !..enjoyy girl !!!!...Ouchhh..;)

After some time he passed by me..looked at me..and suddenly stopped..(I dont know his name..but he is sucha pakao person ..I will call him P)

P: Hiiiiiiiiii Mam
Surprised Me: Hmmm??
P: I see that you did not recognize me..Haaaahhhaaahaa
Confused me: Sorry very poor in remembering faces (I should have included Ugly faces..but as you know I am quite sweet and soooo innocent..I thought of dropping those words)
P: But I remember you...you were in XYZ branch before... right??...I remember Everythiiiing..!!

Such a exaggerated Everythingggg !!....Mannnn !! some people I tell you..they behave as if they are your childhood friends or something. That was the first time I spoke to him..and I hoped it would be the last time ( I hate such over friendly creeps...:( )

Next time he came directly to me..asked me something about his account...and again his stupid conversation started..
P: Seriously when you were in XYZ branch..you were soooo different..now you have changed
Me:Changed??..who me..??...In what sense??
P: (Took a deep breath)...In every sense..

o oh...this looked bad..condition was serious...I shot a instant message to Shiny...to keep her in the loop.

Msg to shiny

Mannnn your Torture Express is here..and he is pissing me off like anything....do something..plzz
My great helper replied: Ohoo toh aapki lottery lag hi gayi...Enjoy !!!!..;) ..OUCHHH ...;)

Back to P
Me trying to change the topic and give him some gyaan...
Me:You have a savings account..but you are performing so many transactions in this..not acceptable..open a current accout
P now tried to act like Shahrukh ( kankhajoora shahrukh)..he removed his goggles (showing his squint eyes)...did some over acting..as if he was in deep thoughts..(surprisingly he looked more like Rani Mukherjee from Black) and then said
P: You are right mam...you are right....I appreciate that ..but initially this was a savings account..no transactions nothing...but now I am a busy man..have my own business....you know which business?

Ok now halt..you must be thinking why every third person starts telling me about their details...right?....dont ask me that question..mei khud nahi jaanti..but believe me I am innocent..sob sob...will do some research on it and let you know..

Sleepy Me: Yawnnn...no no
P: Kadhaii ka business
ME: Kadhaiiiiiii ka business...as in....bhaandi,bartan..kadhaiii!!!??? (utensils)
P: Tch tch...you think I am that kind??...
(Hmmmm !! This man had solid misconceptions about himself..but yeah in one way he was right..he did not look that kind at all..He was worse than that...I thought he was a bloody beggar or something....yuck yuck...)

He continued.." ye jo dress apne pehni hai na..iski kadhaiii ka business hai mera(embroidery).."
What did he think..I would jump and say....."ooooooo kadhaiiiyan ..wo toh meri favorite hai"..Duh !!!...sorry but I am not that kind either..
After some more blah blah... suddenly he said.."Mam I wants to do frandship wid u..."
Immediate thought process started in my mind.." I " wants to do friendship wid me..!!....Who is this "I"..where is he...what does he do??....and then I realised it was none other than the poor soul himself...Ghosh!!!...badddddd one....!!
I snapped.."so..??.."
"I Hope u dont mind.."
"Excuse me??"....usually when I say "Excuse me"..giving a irritated look..the other party can hardly ever speak...but this man..my dear friends was so pakao and so dumb..that he replied
EXCUSED...can I get your mobile no...
Goddd..how can a person be sooo dumb...I gave him a melting look..he understood and said something like.."ok..ok..I got it.."

Good...that I didn't have to say anything..coz I had no words...frandship request from "I" ...baddddd yaar and so saaaaddd

I think after 1 month or so he came again to the branch.I was sure the best way would be to ignore him...he came directly to me..for a account statement or something..very sadly the printer was not working...and so unwantingly I had to speak to him...I informed him about the printer..
"Dont worry mam that is ok for me..you can keep the application..when ever it is ready plz call me.. Btw Mam...Joint acct karni thi...meri wife ke saath..will you help"

Joint acct with wife !!..Did I hear it correclty..thank god he got married..that means I dont have to worry now...I told him the procedure and everything..and that I would inform him ..whenever the statement was ready..
Now you will understand why I hate him so much ..and why this post is " Torture Express"..
Sweet that I am ..I searched for his number and called him up.On the other end a lady picked up the call..." Hellooooo"
Me:" Hello..hmmm...can I speak to Mr P"
Lady: " Hellooooooooo...Hellooooooooo"
Me:" Can u hear me ??" (That day I controlled my anger like anything..thinking that it had to be his dehati wife..)
Lady: " Arreeee kuch toh bollooooo..helloooooo"
Me: " Hello ..hello...can u hear me now"
Lady: "Hellooooooo...hellooooo TRING TRING...arre kuch toh bolooooo"

Damn it...!!!! It was then I realised..it had to be his very third class caller tune....He was standing just outside..he came in with his stupid grinch smile...said oh you were trying to call right..thanks mam for remembering...
I controlled my anger...So many pangaaaas with me..and still he was alive..i felt like beating him witha stick...Now I have only one mission in life..to make life miserable for him..let him come with his wife for joint account..I will surely do some jhol in his account...or may be give his photo in Sansani or Indias most unwanted....Ahhhhhhhhhh seriously he is a "Torture Express"...and I want some ideas from you people to piss him off..I mean..before he does that to me...AGAIN!!..OUCHHH !!!

2008-01-02T06:31:00.000-08:00

Living in my own world ,didn’t understand
That anything can happen
When you take a chance
Now I know that something has changed
Never felt this way
And right here tonight
This could be the…Start of something new

I never knew that it could happen
Till it happened to me
I didn’t know it before but now
It’s easy to see..
It’s the start of something new
It feels so right to be here with you…
And now…lookin’ in your eyes
I feel in my heart
The start of something new

Alu chips, pakodas Etc...

2007-12-04T09:53:00.000-08:00

It was traditional day in my Bank.I was very tired trying to manage my saree..which was sadly getting stuck with every movement of my chair. ( You can understand it was just the second time I was wearing a saree...still learning to carry it off !!!...:) )

" Mayydam (supposed to be madam )...majha number ikde ala kaa??"
Before I could reply anything..his phone rang :

Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan Tan
Bilanchi nagin nighali..tan tan
Nagoba dolayla lagla

(I am not very good in Marathi ..but I think it means..the snake has come out of his hole and has started to dance..I mean something like that... sooo funny ..;))

Me : Hmmm ..(Acknowledging the fact)
" Mayydam mera naam Tantya aahe ..myera acct madhe kahe tari gadbhad hote aahe" (please read it the way I have written..with Marathi accent )
Me : kyu kya hua ?

Mr Tantya :"pleaje aap dekho...some problem..charges cut hota"
Me: " Ok let me check"

Concerned and caring that I am for everyones feelings...I tried to sort out the matter as fast as I could...(honestly I was much concerned about my saree..and was in a real hurry before any future disaster could take place)
Now imagine the scene..Myself concentrating totally into the transactions made by Mr Tantya and trying to find the "Mysterious charges" in his account and on the other hand there was Mr Tantya and one of his chamchas. It seemed as if Mr Tantya had not been allowed to talk since ages and he was trying to find a scape goat for that..coz after every 10 min he would interrupt and provide me with some unwanted information.

"Mayydam aapko maalum mera alu ka bujness hai..."
" Alu??" ( That was a very obvious reaction coz I was not expecting him to tell me his biodata)
"Alu mayydam....alu...wo uska hum log chips aur pakoda banate hain..aap nahi khaate kya ?? "
The person accompanying him said in his monotonous voice.." Potatoe Mayddam potatoe"
Me:" Ya ya I know alu..acha acha uska business hai"
Mr Tantya : " Haan ani kaanda ka bhi bujness hai "
Stupid me again : " Kanda??"
" Kanda mayydam ..kanda...wo jiska pakoda bhi banta ahe...aap nahi khaati kya..Jain hain??"
Now before the companion could open his mouth I jumped
" Nahi nahi mujhe pata hai kanda..onion na...haan khaate hain..Adcha acha uska bhi business hai"
Mr Tantya : " Mayydam aapan marathi aahe ka ??"
" hmmm...nahi kashmiri"
" haaaaaaan!!!! ..arre mayydam aap poora kashmiri hi lagta hai...kashmiri bahut ache hote hain..bechara log ke saath bahut boora hua (witha verrry sad expression)...aap poora kashmiri dhol ke jaise lagte hain"
" Dhol???"

Now I was seriously taken aback..dhol me?...do I look like a dhol..I mean for people who have not seen me..I look a bit like Kareena kapoor, a bit like Rani mukherjee..and a biiiiiiiit like priety zinta ....wait a second did I forget Ashwarya Rai...!!!
( For those who have already seen me and know that I look like Lalita Pawar's lil sister...SHUT UP and read the next line..)

The chamcha again " Dhol nahi ..Doll..gudiya "
Fortunately by this time I was successful in detecting the Root cause of his
" mysterious charges "...

" Mayydam poore bank mei aap ho jo mera doubt solve ki...mei aapko bahut saara alu chips hai na uska packet doonga..mera uska bujness hai "
Chips packet ..woww..you cant imagine I was soo happy..chips packet ..may be some pakodas too...yummm yumm...I acted and became extra sweet. Suddenly I stopped calling him Mr Tantya and started calling him Uncle Uncle.." Arre nahi Uncle isme kya badi baat thi"..and giving a expression of YE-TOH-MERA-FARZ-THA.
" Nahi mayydam..mei jarooooor laaoonga"
Time wasted but not quite I was going to get Alu chips packet...I told this incident to my friends Shiny and Srinu..both were happy and super excited..each of them made their own plans to pitch Tantya uncle for their share of Alu chips and pakodas.
We made story's of how uncle would come with packets in his hand...and we would dance :

" Tofa Tofa Tofa Tofa Laya Laya Laya.."

Wowwww !!! ..When would he come..Everyday we would wait for Tantya uncle to come..every day we would save some place in our stomachs for Tantya uncles chips..may be he would come.
AFter 1 week atlast he came. Shiny sent a instant message to me..

" Arre uncle aa gaye.. uncle aa gaye..he is coming to u only...plzz do remember my share"
Srini on the other hand " My share is 50% .. do remember..:))) "
Me to both " Who r u 2..i dont remember being ur frnd..:P "
And simultaneous message from both of them " TRAITOR !!! "

" Hello Uncle "
" Hello Mayydam...dekho mujhe yaad tha mei laya aapke liye"
Actress me trying to act as if I dont remember " Kya uncle?? "
" arre mayydamm yaad nahi ..Alu chips..pakoda..kanda"
" arre dont tell me aap laaye??"
" hann mayyadamm...aye Ganpat chal alu laa"
My attention now totally towards Ganpat.Suddenly everything happened so quickly that I didnt quite understand.. I got a instant message from Srini..
" somebody didnt want to share..gud for that person...hahhahaha"
" wt??"
and theneverything became clear...in front of me stood Ganpat with a real big bag ..
" ye Bhori mei kya hai?? "
" Alu aur kanda mayydamm"
" alu aur kanda??"
" haan maydamm jiska alu chips bhi banta hai aur kanda ka pakoda bhi banta hai"
" kanda??...mujhe samajh nahi aa raha"
Ganpat again breaking the silence.." kyu madam aap kanda nahi khaate ..ap Jain hai?? "
Now controlling my irritation..."Arre kya aap jain jain kar rahe ho...mei jain nahi hun...uncle aapne toh chips bola tha na SHAYAD"
" nahi mayyadam..mera bujness alu ani kanda ka hai..chips aap banao ghar pe.."
Now I tried to hide my dissappointment "ohhh heheheh acha acha uncle mujhe nahi chahiye ye bhori"
Damn bhori full of potatoes..just imagine leaving office with that bhori on my shoulders...
srini gave me a wicked smile...Shiny came running towards me.." what happened what about my share..? "
" Your share?? ..he gave me a bag of potatoes...and said ghar pe alu chips banao.."
We had a hearty laugh that day..:)

Next day while having lunch we overheard X saying to Y..You know there is this Tantya uncle he has got Chips business..I and shiny looked at each other..winked and said all the best to X..though she still does not knmow the reason..I am sure the D day will come soon in her life too..;)

(PS : This had the folowing charachters

main Lead : Myself
Actor in Negative Role : Tantya uncle and his chamcha
Extra's : Shiny and Srinu ( Yeahhhhhh atlast You have got a role...15 minutes fame...;P )

Something Stupid Like... I Love You !!!!

2007-11-01T09:58:00.001-07:00

I know I stand in line
Until you think you have the time
To spend an evening with me...
And if we go someplace to dance
I know that there's a chance
You would be leaving with me
Then afterwards we drop into a quiet little place
And have a drink or two
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you

I can see it in your eyes
That you despise the same old lines
You heard the night before
And though it's just a line to you
For me it's true
And never seemed so right before

I practice every day to find some clever
lines to say
To make the meaning come through
But then I think I'll wait until the evening
gets late
And I'm alone with you

The time is right
Your perfume fills my head
The stars get red
And oh the night's so blue
And then I go and spoil it all
By saying something stupid
Like I love you...

DUH... !!!

2007-10-01T11:56:00.001-07:00

" Mangalik hun toh kya hua ..mei insaan hun.."

My first reaction on hearing this melodramatic statement on news was.. "Duh!!!..why are these news channel people even bothering to show this type of news..but look at the poor girl !!! "

My brother gave me a wicked smile and said.."Yeah seems like somebody's future..."
Always ready for extracting some Juicy news from him I jumped.." ya !!..whose future ??"
He came close to me.. held my head with his hands, gave a sigh and then said "You My dear girl ..your future..."
"My future..ya right...why"
"You are mangalik dear girl..sob"
"Me???...I am a mangalik..who told u that.."
"well..I overheard..and let me tell you something ..this news is 100 % true"

Dhananananna Dhum tanananana ..Dhum tanananana....So on..
(For stupid ppl who are wondering what happened suddenly...guys this is my background music...I was shocked you see)

I felt as if I had been diagnosed with some Jaanleva disease...about which I had no clue...Sigh.I could feel the curiosity increasing in me.So I decided that from now on mission Mangalik or should I say Mission Mangu had to be started.
Within my research period,I got different versions and different definitions from of being a Mangalik.

Internet Version:

Damn couldn't understand a bit..it talks about some houses..that Mars is in 7th number ka house..Moon is in 12th number ka house..and poor Rahu is in somebody's neighbor's house.. phewww very confusing

Friends Version: (Exaggerating from every sense )

Curious Me: You know what.. I am a mangalik..you have any clue about it??
Friend: Mangalik !!!...damn ..you hav got to marry a mangalik only..and if you marry a Non mangalik..your husband will DIE..

Hmmmm seriously??..Does that mean mangaliks are human killers?? Thinking about it...Mangalik people can start taking supari's..I mean if you want to kill some one (Non mangalik) marry her/him to a mangalik..and my fellow Mangu people will do the mission without getting anybody into trouble or any police case..Cheers to Mangu people...;)...Thanku Thanku this is my original idea and am not going to share the credit with any one..:))

Comedy friends version
Friend: You are a mangalik !! ..ohh ok ok..I know what you got to do..You have to first marry a tree and then a human..:P
Me: Duh..who told you that...
Friend: Ashwarya Rai..came to know everything from her marriage..

Tree !!!....damn it.. just imagine people attending 2-2 marriages..one with a tree..and one with a humanbeing..and then commenting.." I think the first husband was far better and much cuter than this one...!!! "..:)
or another situation I have a fight with my husband and I say.." Mei jaa rahi hun tumko chodke ,apne pehle pati ke paas..wo mujhe kabhi kuch nahi bolta tha...!! " ....;)

Flirt friends version:

Me again : yaar you know I came to know I am a mangalik
Friend : So what??
Me: Damn I will have to marry a tree first..
Friend : No no you don't hav to do that..seriously speaking..I am bored with life..I will do this sacrifice for you..I will marry you...if I die 'coz am a non mangalik...thats ok for me.. 'coz I am seriously bored..and if I don't die...we have already proved that mangalik and non mangalik's can be happily ever after..wt say..??

Hmmm..I thought that was very intelligent..and so cute..:)

In the end I still don't have any clue..why such a big fuss is created about a mangalik person..and am still trying to find more...

Tagged !!! ..atlast...;)

2007-09-01T08:06:00.000-07:00

Guess this is the most difficult thing to do ..I am thinking from the past 2o min and still I have no idea wt to write...I mean come on I have to tell everybody about myself...thanks to Nabila and Kokonad who tagged me a month ago..I had been delaying this but now the shubh muhrat has atlast come..

1. I am a typical Cancerian Girl... very emotional..I get emotionally attached very easily...and so I try not to get too close to any1.I forgive very easily but I never forget..so if after years of friendship one day I tell you my age old feeling or some thing that had hurt me...don't be surprised..I remember each and everything . I kinda have a photographic memory ..so remember where exactly had we met ..how our friendship had bloomed..and when you hurt my little heart...phewww !!! sometimes I think my brain has got overloaded..

2.I luvv to laugh and I really luvv to be with people who can make me laugh and who enjoy life. You will always find me in the company of such people. Quite weird but I try not to be with people who who are very sad in their life or people who crib about everything ..not that I don't care about their feelings , Its just that I tend to become like them in their company...and I don't want to be sad..

3.I take up different habits from different friends of mine...it is because of some such friends that I got this habit of saying "AAIINN " and " Arre " (When surprised )..or " Ye kya Andugundu tha"...(Indecent movie or any indecent stuff..quite childish but I cant control that...)...and the most frequently used " yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhh".....(When ever excited)

4.I dont like to do house hold chores..and I hate all girls who do it especially in front of my mom. Plzzzz girlssss...plzzz have mercy on meee..what have I done to you...whom are you trying to impress...Not me right, no use impressing me..I am straight.....ohh plzz and not my brother..he is tooo young for marriage... then y????
I don't know how girls do it..I mean you go to their place ..they act as if they are very happy to see you..they will run towards the kitchen..in 2 mins tea is ready..in less than a min different eatables are their in front of you..my mom always impressed by such act says " arre beta itna sab tumne kiya ..very good"....pat comes the reply " heheh aunty isme kya tha..."
isme kya tha???..isme ye tha ki now I have to learn the same thing and do it when you and your mom comes !!!

5.I am quite imaginative..I can make up stories .. I can act to make them look realistic. Some times I cook up stories in my mind and get very happy thinking about them ...eeesstupid me ..but thats the way..:P..

6. I am very possessive about my friends and my personal things..I cant share them with any one..though I wont tell them about it..but I get a bit jealous when my friends become friends with my other group friends..

7.What else...hmmm I am single...I have never had a crush in my life..well that was a lie..I have had many crushes in life..lemme see 1..2...3...4....100 ..but there have been only 2 strong crushes that had lasted for about a year..both crushes are crushed now...when I see back ..I am like shit why the hell did I ever like this person .they were terrible in every sense...my choice has improved like anything now..thank god for that..
But what ever it is I am happy being single..I am just not the typical Girlfriend types.I am so sure that even if I am in a relationship both of us ..(I mean me and my imaginary Boyfriend ) will be bored to death..what can one talk about everyday and I always wonder what do official gf and bf talk about???

8.Last fact about me to all my friends...I may have hidden a few facts about me from you but I Have Never Lied about anything in my Life..

Phewww thank god 8 points are over...actually I had landed up writing 10 points..editing karna pada last mei..
Now my turn to tag ..heheh my favorite..Each one of you has to write 8 random Facts about yourself

Ajith , Arz00n , Kartik , Manish , Nikhil , Saurabh , Alpana , Hirdu...All the best..:)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CC

2007-07-18T07:14:00.000-07:00

Happy Bday to u
Happy Bday to u
Happy Bday to dear CC (excuse me...Candid Confessions.. not call center..:P)
Happy Bday to u

Ehm Ehm now its my chance to say a few words about CC....Yup CC has turned 1 yr old ..(forget about the date..) and I m so proud of her..:)
I remember the time when I had no clue what blogging was all about .My dearest brother S and one of my family friends K..would go on and on about writing a new post and I would be like
" Helloooo what is blog spot..what do u do over thr..You just write wtever happens ??...isnt that weird ..what if people read it..blah blah and more blah"....Got many explanations ...( you know the type of explanations u can get from a blogger boy and his friend ..;))

In Aug I thought I should also give it a try ..I mean come on..one should try out different things in life right..so I wrote my first post..

Peep Into My LIfe
When I read this now..my heart bleeds from within..sob ..sucha saaaad story..but that time was totally different.My job was like an unhappy marriage..and I was desperately seeking for a divorce.The mere look at my HUSBAND's face would increase my frustration level and on the top of it my MOTHER-IN-LAW (Boss..:P) was pathetic. (Bigggggg Boooooo to her)
But then things started changing. I began to notice things and do things that made me happy..in short I tried to make things work in this terrible marriage. I would spend time thinking on what I would write next instead of cribbing. Everywhere..in the bus..in a rickshaw..in a park or my bank I would wait for weird people to do something strange ..something funny ,so that I could write about them and feel immense pleasure..CC gave me a reason to live and to enjoy..:)
UNBOUNDED STUPIDITY and FRUSTRATION UNLIMITED were two such real incidents .

Then atlast I got a divorce from my marriage and it was bye bye to mom-in-law...:). The new office was cool ..(TouchWood). The rest of the posts were written with the new office in mind.

STUPID CUPID is one of my favorite posts. I felt so stupid after the incident . But seriously those 5 days when I had spoken to this person X (on Intranet of my office) where the best days of my life...X rotated my life by 360 deg and then back to 0 deg.But cheers to X !!..we hav been gr8 friends..:)

Then came the phase when I wrote my first love story SWEET OGRE
Faced criticism like anything from those who know me..70% people were shocked..I don't know why..I guess because they thought I could never write such a thing..and secondly because 100 % people thought it was my story..(Huh !! )...but I thought what the hell..this was one such place where I could write wt ever i wanted..and nobody can dictate terms here..its my world..!! (and there was seriously nothing in it..you wont believe it, but I had to put a PS in that post..which was initially not there..!!)

Then there were my flashback wala posts like
CHANDRAKANTA, NOSTALGIA:SCHOOL DAYZ, ZZZZzzz
and some other incidents LAGA KI CHAAY PE BULAYA HAI
It has been a gr8 journey...cheers to CC
Ohh my speech is over.. yeah plz help your self,can have a bite from that cake..:) ( and keep some for me tooo...:P )

Was He Worth Even A Tear ?

2007-07-01T08:46:00.001-07:00

It was a usual day for Pallu,Like always she had come to office on time and had found her mailbox flooded with official mails and forwards .Suddenly she comes across a "Hi" msg from some Abhi Subramanium. Surprised, she reads the msg :
" Heyy Pallu.. I am Abhi ..I m sure u must hav guessed by now that even I work in the same company ..but different location and a different dept ,saw ur mail id in one of the Fwds..thought I shud make frnds with a fellow Mallu..hope u don't mind !!"
Mind??Ofcourse she did not mind..but she hardly knew him..and as it is, she never spoke much to strangers.. especially boys...but just in order to have some one to talk to , she decides to reply.." Hi.. no i don't mind btw wts ur job profile??.."
This was the beginning of a "friendship" that changed her life completely..

Everyday she would find one mail from Abhi..initially she is a bit reluctant..but gradually she gives in to his friendly and warm nature.As time passes by.. one mail per day become two.. then three..and then 30 mails per hour..Abhi was smart.. would crack witty jokes..and his jokes found a perfect listener in Pallu. Now she would wait eagerly to go to office and see his reply for her earlier sent mail..and the new things that they would be talking about.With each passing day they found a new meaning to their friendship ..they would share their joys,sorrows,likes ,dislikes..everything..just everything. His small small things made her happy..like when she comes to know his luv for football..even she tries to learn it for him.She confides in him ..how she had never spoken to any boy before him..and so on. Pallu's life had been very simple and boring ...and now it was Abhi who had put that much needed joy in her life.
Abhi : "Hey u know.. thr is this guy Kshitij in my office ..and rt now he is reading my mails..wait i will just shoo scat him away..;)"
Pallu : "Hahah..vaise tell kshitij I like his name a lot.."
Abhi : "Wha?? u like this name..wts so special in it "
Pallu : "It means Beyond the Horizon..and i like this concept..u know wt ... some day wen i have my own kids..i will name my son Kshitij..;)"
Abhi : "Ohh yaa ??..and wt if u have a girl? "
Pallu : "Gud question..but i have never thought of that..u have any name to suggest?"
Abhi : "Hmm well lemme c..we will never her Scotty..wts say..even i luv this name..."
Pallu : "Scotty???...en den gyalum ..(what rubbish ) wt a name..and btw wt do u mean by " we will name her scotty"
Abhi : "y? wont i have any rights on her..;) "
Pallu : "ha ha ha ha..gud one.."
Abhi : "ok ok seriously wts wrong wid that..we both are Mallu's..we both do understand each other perfectly..so wts wrong with that?"
Pallu : "ehm ehm..sir wt r u talking abt?? "
Abhi : "That we may have a future together..:) "
Pallu: "hmmm ya u r a nice person..but we have never seen each other?..we only have spoken on mails and phone !! "
Abhi :"ya rt..we have been talking to each other every single day from the past 6 months..and as it is we both are settled in our jobs..and btw the fact is i have seen ur pic..and i think u r quite decent..by chance i happened to see ur fairwell pic ...;)"
Pallu : "ohh shit...i knew it..Raj showed it to u..not fair..even i want to c ur pic..and this time for god sake.. i dont want to c ur childhood snap..I want a very recent pic"
Abhi : "ok Babes..its ur lucky day ..u will get it rt now "
Snap was sent . Pallu opens it with much eagerness and expectation..the picture has a group photo of all cranky looking people..she finds it difficult to make out which one can be Abhi..when reality is broken out..she is not happy with the result..he is a bit fat , and not at all like the image she had in mind..her friends in office see that snap and say.."hey who is this baby elephant..??..ur boyfriend??". Pallu is obviously hurt.. but do looks matter so much??..he was a nice guy..with a heart of gold..very helpful and he was her very good friend...she makes them all quite and replies back "Nice pic "
Abhi : "Only nice pic??..u didnt find me sexy or anything "
Pallu : "Hmmm no...but my friend here thinks u r vey s**y..I thought u wr decent..:)..yaar..looks don't matter much to me..not every1 can look like Tom Cruise..and not every1 can look like Angelina Jolie..:)..and as it is.. such a meager thing can not break our friendship and neither can this decrease my feelings for you.".
Abhi : "I am honored :)..u hav feelings for me..?? "
Pallu : "Hmmm ..yaaa..its the first time I am saying this to any1 ..but yes i do like you.."
Abhi : "Hmmm.. u know wt.. even i like u a lot..I wish we could meet up some day.."
Pallu : "yaa..the only problem is.. wen and how can we meet??..everyday we come to office;on sundays i have time..but my parents r a bit strict ,they dont like me hanging out wid boys (alone).. i cant lie to my parents that i m going to meet a frnd or sumthing coz they know all my friends....:("
Abhi :"ohh no...then?"
Pallu : "but see thr are so many Mallu functions..we can always meet thr..wt say"
Abhi : "ayyo !!! Bhayangara nalla aalojana aanalo..;) (woww..wt an idea)..now we just hav to wait for that day.."
They actually didn't have to wait for a long time..a traditional function was held where in they would actually get to see each other.
D day : She thinks something will click ..they meet ..she stammers a bit in front of him..and then..those three words from him.." Goto go now "...She seriously was not expecting this... atleast so soon..
" what ??"
"yeah ..bye ..sorry..will mail u tomorrow"
hmmm it didn't click ..it only left her clenching her teeth..she was left alone in a function...where in she hardly knew anyone of her age..poor thing ,the whole evening she sits in one corner trying to figure out WHAT HAD ACTUALLY HAPPENED..!!!
Next day she is sure not to send any mail to him..but then she gets a big mail from him..
" heyy sorry for last night..my parents wr thr..i got so conscious in front of them...that is why didn't talk much..by the way u wear specs..??..wts ur no. (power) and u have short hair now??...and ur height blah blah...u look like a school girl..blah blah...and y do u this blah blah, y do u that blah blah"
She was hurt..she thinks for 2 min..whether she should reply or just let it be..but then she decides to reply
" yes I do wear specs..so wt ??..Y u never knew i wear it..didnt Raj ever tell u abt this??..as it is even u wear it ..wts the big deal..and yeah cut my hair recently..and yeah ht ...just 5.2..y r u asking so many questions?? yesterday u left me alone..i thot that was so saaad"
Re: Reply: " No Raj never told me abt that..he told me other things about u.. that is y i wanted to meet u..i said i m sorry..but seriously u look so different from that photo i saw..I think u shud stop wearing ur specs and blah blah and more blah"
She is surprised not because she had misconceptions about herself, but with the sudden change in his behavior ,her heart was broken.That day she goes home sulking...closes the room door..she looks at herself in the mirror..removes her glasses..was she so ugly that she wasn't even given a chance..she had fought with the whole world for him..and he...he had hurt her..he was so mean..
With each day passing by..she finds his mails decreasing ..from 10 to 3 to 2 to none. He would mail only when he would get bored , then fight with her for one thing or the other..sometimes he would object on why she speaks to other friends on mail ,sometimes on some other thing. Its often funny how people in luv can act..so much pain from him still she tries hard from her side to atleast remain friends with him.. if nothing else.It was not that she didn't have a life before him..it was just that his absence had created a void in her heart ..their was something missing..she had really loved him. After a few days,a common friend tells her..how Abhi had confided in him that She is not beautiful..how she has started arguing with him over petty issues..how she has changed completely. They say it is hard to understand a woman..but its harder to understand a man...it was he who had changed.He was just not the one for her..she had been foolish enough to trust him..to tell him all she yearned for..her longings.They should have never met..may be she should have never loved..

All this time ,I can't believe I couldn't see,
kept in the dark..
I’ve been sleeping a thousand years it seems ..
Got to open my eyes to everything
without a thought ..without a voice.. without a soul..
don't let me die here,
there must be something more
bring me to life...

She deletes all his mails from her inbox that she had been storing till now.. deletes his no...may be she got too involved ..she deserved somebody better..he wasn't worth even a tear from her eye..He was never hers ..May be it was time to just move on...

The beginning...

(PS: This is not a true life story ..it's purely based on the writers imagination. In case it has any resemblance to your life...nice try attention seeker..hah but this excuse is not going to work here..!! )

Art Of Living

2007-06-13T11:58:00.000-07:00

VII std : I had taken part in a group dance competition.On the first day itself I realized that the steps were difficult ..I just couldn't perfect them..I was so sure my friends would laugh at me..I had sleepless nights..
College : A friend left the Dance group just 2 days before the D day ..I was made a scape goat..I pleaded ..I warned ..but they emotionally blackmailed me..and next moment I was in the group and dancing like a statue..

Now again the same situation..I saw myself standing in front of 20 unknown people .. and was asked to dance in front of them (Hellooo!!! Before getting any absurd idea in your mind read the whole thing)...This was my second day in the Art Of Living classes .
Actually it had started as a bet, someone challenged me that I would not be able to attend this class after office..even if I did ..I would surely faint 'coz of its timing and rigorous activities..I took up the challenge and here I was asking the trainer
" But why me..??.."
Sir : " why not you"
Me : "I dance veryy badly plzzz..."
Sir : " So what?...tell me one thing that stops you from doing things that you like to..I know you like to dance ..I know you luvv to sing ..then what is it that stops you??" (Ok one clarification..sir was saying this 'coz while introducing myself I had very happily declared my hobbies as singing ,dancing..this is my trademark hobby point..obviously I didn't have any clue that he would ask me to stand and dance)
Me : " hmm...I don't know...I do like to dance but ..they will laugh at me ..I don't dance well "
Sir : "when nobody is at home..you dance rightt..."
I blushed a bit
Me : "Hmm ya some times"
Sir : "Then feel as if nobody is there..who are they to stop you from doing something you want to do...tomorrow you wont even meet them..some Tom Dick and Harry tells you that you dance bad and you stop it for the rest of your life..do they have so much importance that they can stop you from doing what you want to do..? Close your eyes..feel this instant..just see what makes YOU happy"
I closed my eyes..and for the first time I felt so much relieved..seriously have you ever felt that there is this another person in you that wants to come out..wants to do things that it has never done...wants to laugh , become a child again..walk in peace... Most of the time what stops us are our own friends..the thought "what will my friends say if I do this thing "..isn't it??
I opened my eyes..and was ready..(It's a different thing that the song on radio was one of my most hated songs..something like Thaade waaste de doongi jaan ve..yuck yuck..but I did some decent steps..Thank you thank you..and for those who thought my dance was bad..excuse me Mr Tom ,Dick or Harry don't want your opinion..hmmph ..sir are you listening..:)))..

I remember we had this experience sharing session where we were divided into groups of 3 ..each one had to speak for 5 minutes..Usually I talk a lot, but this time I felt 5 min were too long for my life..the uncle in my group had sucha long story about his life..I mean with all respect..it was great to hear his story.. but it was too long..the boy had a shorter story but a very interesting one..and mine was the shortest..I mean after 1 min ..I was asking them "what else do you want to hear..??"
Also there was this very lovely garden in our training centre..we were asked to go down and talk to one of the trees (one person with one tree)..initially we thought it was quite weird..I caught one sookha hua tree..I looked here and there to see what others were doing..most of them had already started talking ..I had no clue what to do..I mean I seriously don't have the habit of talking to unanimated objects..it was a perfect situation as if I had met a person for the first time..I had no topic ..I started by saying " What has happened to you?? Don't eat anything or what..?"...and then things started flowing.."Listen Suukhu (Nickname of that tree..cho chweet no..:)) I think you should really drink more water and absorb more sunlight if you want..and what about other trees..they are good na..let me know if they are not..ohh ok ok so you are happy..blah blah.." and then suddenly realizing that I should now stop my gupshup with the tree..that was one moment when I was laughing on myself for having talked so much (and such nonsense..but the tree was very sweet and very patient )

Also I came to know how working in a bank makes you kind of a popular personality.While standing outside the class during break time...one member came to me and said " You are in XYZ bank right..I had been there..I had come to you..and my wife knows you very well"
Me : "That is why I was thinking I have seen you somewhere..." (usually when I don't recognize people I maarofy this dialogue )
Uncle :" wow good memory"
Blushing me..: "Thanku Uncle"
Suddenly another boy came to join us
Boy : " Hey you are in XYZ bank right"
Me again trying to be smart : "yaaaa...You had come right..I remember you also"
Boy : "No yaar I have never been to a bank ( Duh..!! )...I just heard you when you were introducing yourself..why this your trademark dialogue hmm..??"
Lesson learnt : Be a good listener and never react before knowing the facts..

Ohh by the way before ending this post , there is one more thing that I learnt..
" Never be afraid of your view point, even if it is against the flow..may be people are waiting for that one person to stand up and fight for them"..
Thanku Art of living ..you really helped me a lot
With this I declare I luvv Himesh Reshamiya's music..even with his nasal twang..Himesh jii I think you are gr8...Himeshhh Reshamiyaaaaaaaaaa I am cuminggggggggg....:)..

2007-06-10T10:46:00.001-07:00

Kisi ne Majnu se Kaha
ohh teri Laila to disdi kaali
Majnu ne jawaab ditta
"Teri ankh na dekhan waali
ved vhi chitta te kuraan vhi chitti (Pages of Ved and Kuraan are white)
uspe syahi lagditi kaali ve
Gulamfarid jethe ankhiyaan lagiyaan
othe kya gori kya kaali ve ??

I dont know the proper words..but I liked it very much..it is a mixture of punjabi and hindi ...correct me where ever you feel the words are not proper.

Laga Ki Chaay Pe Bulaya Hai

2007-05-01T05:25:00.000-07:00

For those who visit my blog often..its a very weird title, but you will come to know the reason after some time.It was a war against my very dignified soul and my cheap soul. Cheapness won and the result was this post .

After office when I was leaving for home one of my colleagues who stays near my place offered to give me a lift. Now I don't usually talk much to him. But a lift ..cool..I started calculating
Bus Fare : Rs 15
Auto Fare till house : Rs 11 ( why is Rs 11 Minimum charge for Navi Mumbai people..when others have to pay only Rs 9..thinking of complaining..seriously...my cheapness starts again..;) )
Total : Rs 26
Vs
Motorbike lift Fare : Rs 0
Hmm pretty tempting I said OK and hopped on the bike ... Mistake No 1

About this guy (As usual I will call him Mr X ).. he is a very quiet person and I used to think he was a geek of some sort .I remember he once sent a SMS to me, it took me 2 days to understand the damned message ..and I still have my doubts whether I have fully understood the quote..;)

We reached home .The poor guy had come all the way to drop me, just as a formality I asked him to come inside..I mean you usually do it right.."Plz do come in "..when you actually don't mean it..but then he agreed instantly and said how he had always heard from my colleagues that I had a beautiful house. Surprised a bit I welcomed him inside. (Welcome ??...hehehhe )...Mistake No 2

He entered my house at 7 pm.Got introduced to my Mom and my Granny, became quite comfortable. After this I don't know what happened, but all the conceptions that I had had about him of being quiet and shy got blown away..(My remaining colleagues who are right now thinking that "Naaah!! He is a very shy and quiet person"... girlsss take him home..then you will surely come to know ) .
This boy..Once he started talking ..there was just no way to stop him .

Mr X : " I was in Xyz dept and then my Boss said blah blah and then I Thought...This is it...!! "
Chorus ( Mom ,Granny and me ) : " Tch tch then..?? "

Mr X :"..and then in USA..I thought..India is my home country..it needs me!!"
Chorus :" Waaah..!!.. very good " ( Huh ...Live Swades Movie..;))

Mr X :"and Blah.. blah... My native place is Xyz and then we go for walk in the morning ..blah blah "
By now we were half dead..
Chorus : " Yawn ...good good..."

Now's my favorite part..(but no offense)
Mr X : " Hehehe no no no...I don't eat Non veg food....ya..and I belong to the vanshaj of Shivaji.. "
Chorus : " Shivaji?? "
Mr X : " yes aunty ...Shivaji the Great..he was my great great grandfather..yes Aunty when there was a attack..blah blah and more blah.."

I don't know what he was trying to do..I mean if he was trying to entertain us..we were just not entertained..

My Granny who is a mimic and quite humorous ( but she can speak only kashmiri)..was now totally fed up and her comments had started ( you just cannot escape that )..
"Hatsa vayn kar nereey ya shivaji ?? em zan kheow son kal "
(Translation: When will Mr Shivaji go?? He has nearly eaten our brains )
Mr X : " What aunty..Hey Dimple what did she say??
I thought hard and blurted
Me : "That ...that no wonder you are Shivaji's grandson..You two have similarities..hmmm...lookwise "
Mr X : " Ya ya I know ...even my mom says that..bas ek beard ki kami hai ..hahahaha.."
We looked at each other..
Chorus : "ehm ehm ...hahahha.."

Even hints like " Beta khaana khaake jao !!" where not working.. we were getting answers like " Nahi nahi mei toh ghar pe hi khaaoonga.."..helloooooo then what are you waiting for ..go home no..!!
Atlast at 9.30 pm he thought of going home for having his Din Din..:)
Now I thought the trouble was over, but I was wrong..
Now here comes a twist.. Emotion ,Drama and whole cloud of suspicion ....target --> Me
My Mom ,Granny and by now even dad.." Dimple he talks a lot !!!! "
Me : " Ya I know..but he is a very shareef boy "
Mom: " Hmmm....why was he tellling us about his native place..??"
Dad: "and about his parents..??"
Granny : " and about shivaji's relation with him ??"
Me : " Don't know..I think ..lack of topic or something !! "
Dad: " Hmmm...Very talkative really...but why did you bring him home.? "
Me : " Formality..nothing else.."

Suddenly I felt like a terrorist being interrogated ..and sharp brains don't need many hints..I could smell what was cooking ...I defended myself..

Me : " Heyy plzz ...don't get me wrong..I don't even talk to him....Eeeesshh aapko kya laga mene chaay vaay pe bulaya hai ( you got a hint why I have named my blog LAGA KI CHAAY PE BULAAYA HAI..hmmm ...I am so sure everybody got it..sharp brains don't need much expalanation..:))
Mom and Dad: " Ofcourse Ofcourse we know..we do trust you....We were just asking.."
Me :"Ohh Thank God !!"

After 10 min
Dad: " Dimple ....Vaise he stammers a bit na..."
Me : " ..not again..!! "

Thought Miracles Could Happen..

2007-04-01T03:42:00.000-07:00

It's funny when you find yourself
Looking from the outside..
I'm standing here but all I want
Is to be over there
Why did I let myself believe
Miracles could happen
Cause now I have to pretend
That I don't really care

I thought you were my fairytale
A dream when I'm not sleeping
A wish upon a star
Thats coming true
But everybody else could tell
That I confused my feelings with the truth
When there was me and you

I swore I knew the melody
That I heard you singing
And when you smiled
You made me feel
Like I could sing along
But then you went and changed the words
Now my heart is empty
I'm only left with used-to-be's
Once upon a song

Now I know you are not a fairytale
And dreams were meant for sleeping
And wishes on a star
Just don't come true
Cause now even I tell
That I confused my feeling's with the truth
Cause I liked the view,Thought you felt it too
When there was me and you..

ZZZZZzzzzzz.....

2007-03-19T02:10:00.000-07:00

Have you ever been to a meeting after working for 9 hrs in office ??...Pheww !! I had been to one such meeting recently and the result was a disaster.
5.30 pm..I was desperately waiting to get out of office..only 30 minutes more and I would be a free bird...watch TV..sit online..but then I got this mail from my boss about a meeting which I would have to attend on Fraud Prevention.." What Fraud Prevention ??..What a $#%# topic..Why meeeee?? ".Forget about the boring topic ..this meeting was at a office which is about 2 hrs from my place. "DAMN IT !! I will have to rush" ..and my boss in his usual style said " Dimple this will be a life time ka experience..get the best out of it..thats why I suggested your name !! " (Life time ka experience..?? ) .In my mind I was like " Sir I don't want this experience..plzz you only go..don't send me..I am least interested"..but in front of him I opened my mouth as if I had won a miss Universe contest..."Wowww..!!! Thank you Sir..It will be soooo interesting "...I reached the place late..but was very sad to know that meeting had not yet started.After thoda time the meeting started..sadly there was not a single person whom I knew..The meeting was boring and the trainer was worse..Yawn and a double YAWNnnnnn from my side...my eyes were drooping and I was dozing off at regular intervals..

Don't know why but there is always a bugger in every meeting ( Let it be current office meetings or earlier college time meetings ) who feels fresh, active regardless of the shit topic being discussed..and has countless doubts..also these kind of species are least concerned about others.Now this kind was also present in my meeting.One point from the trainer 10 doubt's from his side...My sleep was getting disturbed because of him..every time he would ask a doubt ..our trainer would ask us the answer..toh naturally I would have to act as if I was thinking about the solution. Nodding my head time and again had caused a sprain in my neck, Torture had reached such a level..that different inventions that can be done (for people like me) where coming in my mind..what if I had some mechanism so that I could make a eye shape on my eyelid..people would think I am wide awake..but I would sleep inside...Heheheh nobody would come to know about that..and I would sleep silently...without anybody disturbing me..Zzzzzz....and then I would reach a jungle and suddenly fall in a hole...Thuddd!!....eeee I am awake ..I am awake...shit man I again dozed off in between..I kept my eyes wide open so that this would not happen again....Irritation level was increasing.."Abbe kya problem hai iski..kitna doubt hai isko..ek toh ghar pe jaane ke liye I am getting late..who is he where does he stay". But this went to deaf ears..people were really interested in this topic or may be they were just too good actors....actors...damn it ..what boring people..Suddenly I heard a voice "Excuse me ..can you just tell me what is the topic of discussion??.."..AAAHHHHH !!!! my soulmate...I looked sideways to know who was this person... He was sitting like Amitabh Bachan in DON watching Helen Dance..ek dum araam se...(sorry I just can't recollect his name ..so will call him Mr A )

Looks: 8 on 10
Attitude : 10 on 10

I was quite happy to have him ..(Not because of the above marks scored by him) but 'coz I was superior to him..at least I knew the topic of discussion..I said " Fraud prevention
of course "..
"Tch Tch that I know..what a waste of time..I would have reached home by this time.."
"Ya I swear ..on the top of it I am feeling so sleepy.."
He winked at me and said " Ya ya I saw that .."
" I was sleeping but still I know the topic..!!!"..I snapped back
"Ohh !! Don't get angry..I mean who wont feel sleepy.. even I was sleeping..I nearly fell off the chair...arre who wont sleep in his lecture..he is such a thakela Ramu Kaka "
"Ramu Kaka..??"
"ya from puraane zamaane ka movies"
I tried to react to this stupid joke in a matured way by giving a expression of Was-That-A-Joke ..but ended up giggling like Amrita Singh of Chameli Ki Shaadi..
eeehhheee eehheee ( Plz don't take this for Keshto Mukherjee's laughter...)..
Me : " You were also sleeping ??..but how come I never saw this scene.."
Mr A : "Hahah that is the trick..You have to practice it..."
Me : "Yaaaa !! ..plz teach me how to sleep in meetings without anybody knowing it !!"
"You know what.. Usually I don't give coaching on this topic ..but in your case I will tell you how I manage it .."
Excited Me : "ok ok ready"
"You rest your hand on the table and put your chin on the top..this gives your neck immense satisfaction ..but your tired eyes get an excuse to doze off in between..experience has shown that every time you will sleep..your hands will slip from the table..and in case somebody catches a glimse of this scene..don't feel embarrassed..give a irritated expression and say "Sheh !! I think somebody had his lunch on this table..so much oil..my hand is slipping..!! "..95 % chances are that the person will also start complaining about one of his colleague's who makes the table dirty while eating ..and 5% chances are that you might get caught..but heyyy as it is you are not going to meet him again .."..
Surprised me :"Is that all ?? "
Confident Mr A:"Do you know every body in this round table meeting is sleeping..it is just that they are experienced like me..they know how to sleep with open eyes..why, didn't you notice..nobody is uttering even a single word."

Now I saw the people from his eyes..and yaa they all were sleeping..this male..he was so cool..and so goooood...hmm did I say good..naah he was god !!...;)

" But what about that gorilla..why is he asking so many doubts"
" Gorilla has to do that 'coz it is appraisal time..and the trainer.. is his boss"
"Ohh poor thing...are you not scared to doze off..what if the trainer catches you?"
He gave a very wicked smile , leaning towards me he said " You know what..he can't do that to me..'coz I AM HIS (TRAINER'S) BOSS and it is appraisal time !! "
I bit my lips.." What?? "
Giving a wink he smiled " Hahahha that was a joke..!! "
" Shit.. you scared me"
After receiving "Gyaan" from him I was all set to sleep confidently in the meeting..Thanks XYZ..

Though I still don't have much idea of how to prevent fraud..I have a fairly good idea of sleeping with my eyes open in office and now am Ready to Conquer any meeting !!..:))

Nostalgia:School Dayzzzz !!!

2007-02-28T10:27:00.000-08:00

I was cleaning out my study table the other day ..books lying here and there..my favorite pen which I had been searching for, was lying in one corner..mess all around..."Thud !!" something fell on my head. Angrily I looked over to see..what was that '@#@#%% thing'...and suddenly all my anger vanished away. It was my scrap book..I left aside all my work..and began to read each and every scrap my school time friends had written...reading those scraps brought a smile on my face..innocent things written..I had even pasted my class photograph in it..seriously there were 2-3 people whom I had completely forgotten . This brought back very sweet memories..my childhood days...my teachers,lunch breaks,PT classes,small small gupshup's with my friend's..Life was very sweet and simple..No hard feelings..No ego problems..Woah!!! what a life..!!

I remembered those day's when my best friend and I would giggle on stupid jokes. We were bench partners. Not a single minute when we would keep quite. I still remember the first time I met her and also the first time we fought with each other. The way we patched up after the fight..it was chooo chweet !!
There are so many incidents with her..

1 Incident : I and my best friend ( SP) where sitting and listening to our very borrrrrring hindi sir's kavita...yawwwwwwnnn...suddenly SP took out a pen and made a question mark on my hand..enraged even I made a similar thing on her hand..she tried it again ..but this time I tried to save my poor hand from her attack..she caught my hand and would not leave it..
" Kya chal raha hai yahan pe??" . She left my hand and both of us blurted out " Kuch nahi sir..kuch bhi toh nahi "..Sir looked at us quite suspiciously ... then gave us a very wicked smile and asked me " Usne tumhara haath pakda tha...tumko kaisa laga ??"..puzzled I looked here and there..praying some aakaashwaani would tell me the answer...but ultimately.. I very sweetly said "Hmmm ..patta nahi sir..vaise toh theek hi laga"....and sir laughed like a Dracula... It was year's after this incident that I came to know why he had asked us this question...phew!!! if I just meet him ones ..I seriously want to make many things clear !!!

2 Incident : One of my friend's was laughing in Hindi sir's class..( I mean this professor was mad..boring ...every bad and mad thing put together..)..
Sir : Anjuji ...kitna hasti ho tum !!
Anju : Sorry sir..
Sir : aaj kaunse paani se nahaya hai??
Anju : Paani??
One of the rowdy boys : Garam Paani se sir!!!
Sir : tumko kaise pata...hahaha...
Poor anju...vaise toh even we laughed ..but poor anju..:)

3 Incident : There was this girl in my building..who was quite older to me...I was in the 3rd std and she was in the 6th std...I was kind of her chamchi at that time...she used to speak very fluent English and in Third std..I speaking all wrong wrong English. One day I thought I would show her that even I could speak like her..so while going to school..I pointed towards two of my classmates and said " These childrens are very naughty "..She looked at me in disbelief and snapped back.." Dimple..it's not childrens ..it is children..you will say These children are very naughty "...Insult !!! That was a tight slap on my face..I would definitely show her the next time...I waited for 14 Nov to come...On the D- day ..I was ready..with great confidence I said " Ohh ..happy children day!!!! "....Now I don't think I need to say what happened next..those who understood this ..good ..For those who did not get it.." Ohh never mind..Happy children day..:)) "

Wake up !!!...please one more incident ..plzz

4 Incident : Our biology teacher had planned to take us on a trip to 'Chin Choti'..it is a mountain and midway there's a beautiful waterfall. Now my friend (SP) and I were quite happy about it. We started to day dream ..how we would be the first ones to reach the top ..how biology teacher would go gaga about us..now when the actual trek started..in the beginning both of us were all geared up to reach the top..but after 1 hr we both got so tired..and suddenly we got a laughter attack.. we just could not walk a step ahead..on the top of it..when half dead we reached the waterfall..I got so excited that I fell in the water on one of the seniors..a long imaginary story was later made out of this by none other than SP :)..( The story was that my bottle cork fell in the water..and the senior jumped in the water to find it for me..and she would always accompany this story with a very funny music.."Lalalalala..lalalalal..lalalallal..."..don't know how many of you understood which music it was...but it is a very horrible tune..which usually you will find in older..Dimple Kapadia movie's..like sagar..eewwww )

Lastly if SP you read this blog..which I am 100 % sure I will make you read this time...how could we ever dance on that song "Hun huna re hun hun huna.."..shit and that too if you remember we would practice it outside somebody's house..who would again and again come out to see whether we were a bunch of retarded children...and how could you suggest of singing " Aaj humare dil mei ajab ye uljhan hai " song for GROUP SINGING..Thank god !!! we didn't get time for rehearsal ..otherwise audience to bura haal kar dete yaar..;)
Shucks !!..Having to write a blog on this topic has brought back so many memories that one post is not enough for it..I will have to write sequels of this nostalgia ..Part-I, Part-II ,and so on..Yaa I mean I still have to write about how I got addicted to chatting , my college friends..godd so many things..seriously I am surely going to write on this again. Till that time if you have a cute,funny incident to share..Plzz be my guest !!..:)

Valentine's Day Eeeespecial

2007-02-11T09:12:00.000-08:00

Sitting near my french window and gazing out, I can see pairs walking together ..birds chirping ..pleasant breeze passing among the trees...romantic atmosphere everywhere. Yaawwwn !!! No wonder... only a few days left for Valentine's day..these things have to happen !!!Then a sudden thought ..is love only felt by humans ?? I get my answer when I watch Laaloo playing with his kids. Ooops!!! sorry didn't introduce you to Laaloo.
A formal introduction won't do justice to him, so let me take you to flashback (as usual ;))

Flashback :

Bandana tied to his head..sweat all over his face..unperturbed by the cheering going on for him...his eyes fixed towards the ball that is coming towards him...All children going crazy for him " Come on Laaloo you can do it !!!! come on .." ...and...and ..and ... it's a catch..Laaloo had done it again....Laaloo our very smart ,good looking and most eligible bachelor dog in our colony. He was good at everything. He would play with the children. Cricket was his favorite. He seemed perfectly normal ..we had never seen any signs of madness in him...till one day..when he for the first time saw HER.
It was a usual day. Everything was perfect...Laaloo busy practicing his cricket with colony children when he had a glimpse of her and for the first time in his life he missed an easy catch...and the ball landed straight on Her head ...well HER in this case is a bitch (Hey don't get me wrong she really was a bitch..ok for the decent ones...I will call her Laalee..though its a very yuck name..)Returning back to the topic....That day Laaloo's team did win the match ..but as they say in bollywood "per wo dil ki match haar gaya "..(I luvv that dialogue wonder who invented this line)

For us she seemed like yet another bitch..but for Laaloo calling her ordinary would have been calling Taj Mahal a pretty nifty tomb!!! He had made up his mind..and one thing was clear for him now, that life would be a pretty poor affair if he did not get to see her again. So everyday he would wait for her to pass that road. No idea about her feelings..but wise men say..she was pretty famous in her dog community !!!..why the hell would she be interested in him..but Laaloo was adamant. He would try to gain attention from her by bringing left over food for her ,mutton from butcher shop...etc etc.. I think even she had begun to like him..but would never speak out. But hell broke loose when one day Laaloo decided to follow her home. For ignorant people, each dog has its own area..and dogs dont like stranger dogs encroaching into their area. That day Laaloo had broken a law...following Laalee he had entered a different area.Suddenly Laaloo was stopped by the gunda and dada dog's (oblivious to this Laalee had reached home ). Laaloo could have run away..but he didn't..he stood there like a rock.. ready to face anything for Laalee!!! The result was terrible , they ripped his skin off...he was in a terrible condition..and landed straight in ICU. That day all colony children,adults ..everybody was present there to give him emotional and financial support. When Laalee came to know this she came running towards the hospital. Wise men say they saw tears in her eyes and gossip mongrels say they even saw her breaking her bangles on the wall and screaming a "nahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiia' !!!! Doctors had given up hope they said "Patient ki haalat bahut naazook hai ..Laaloo ko ab dawa ki nahi dua ki zaroorat hai "...I think she prayed quite hard..because after 5 days he opened his eyes..and recognised everybody.. prayers had paid off..Laaloo was fine in a month and back to normal health. He and Laalee got married and now are proud parents to 6 puppies...:))

Laaloo and Laalee

Returning from flash back
This story taught me many things:
1] If you are consistent and adamant you can get anything
2] Troubles will always come in your path..dont get scared..face it
3] And the most important lesson ...Dogs don't have to do anything ...they don't have to study,they don't have to go to work..they can sleep all day..nobody says anything to them..I wish I was a ..( I am not saying anything now !!!....;))

Songs I Luvvv

2007-01-21T01:29:00.000-08:00

Have you heard the songs of GANGSTER ..a very late reaction , but seriously... I had liked the songs alright but had never paid much attention to the meaning of the songs. Each and every line has got so much depth!!! I realized it just yesterday when I was day dreaming and listening to the songs on radio. I have heard the " Ya Ali " song more than thousand times, but it was yesterday I understood what it actually means. My favorite santaza :

'Bina tere na ek pal ho,
Na bin tere kabhi kal ho,
Yeh dil ban jaaye patthar ka,
na isme koi hulchul ho
Sanam Pe Haan, Ishq pe haan,
luta doon, mita doon,
main apni khudi'

Loosely translated:
" Let there not be a single moment without you, nor should tomorrow ever arrive without you. Let this heart turn into a stone, and hence not have any emotions/feelings any more. I want to lose my identity for my lover and my love!"

Beautiful !!!

The same is the case with Jagjit Singh Ghazal's. One favourite ghazal of mine is:

" Pyaar ka pehla khat likhne mei waqt toh lagta hai
Naye parinde ko udne mei waqt toh lagta hai
Pyaar ka pehla khat likhne mei waqt toh lagta hai..

Jism ki baat nahi thi unke dil tak jaana tha
Lambi doori tey karne mei waqt toh lagta hai.."

Waah kya baat hai...Jagjitji tusi toh chaa gaye ho

and not forgetting Elvis bhai

"Wise men say only fools rush in
But I cant help falling in love with you
Shall I say or
Would it be a sin
If I cant help falling in love with you"

There are so many songs which have had an impact on me..who can forget the songs of

Maine pyaar kiya..."Aate jaate " and " Aaja shaam hone aayi"
Sadma.. "surmayi akhiyon se " and " ay zindagi gale laga le"
and yes DDLJ .." Na jaane mere dil ko kya ho gaya" (one friend toh nearly killed me .."You dont like DDLJ songs !!!..how can u not have that in your list.." ..chill !!!! I included it now..;) )
Dil to pagal hai " chand ne kuch kaha" ,"bholi si soorat " ,"dil toh pagal hai "
Dil se " aye ajnabi "
RDB " tu bin bataye "
Taal " humko chodke jis raste wo jaate hain "
Euphoria " Tum " , " maayari " , " yaar meri dhadkan "
Gambler " Chudi nahi ye mera dil hai " (I luv it ...when Devanand shakes his head and says " nanana aise nahi dheere dheere chupke chupke daalo in mei haath" ...hoowww cute...;))
RHTDM : All songs.." Dil ko tum se pyaar hua" , " hehehe bolo bolo "..in this song favourite line is .."never do this to me don't ever do this to me babbyyyyyyy..."..;)
Dhadkan "tum dil ki dhadkan mei"
Fuzon " Mora sayyia mose bole na" and "aankhon ke saagar"
Gori teri aankhein kahe
Hazaron khwahishe aaisi " Baawra mann dekhne chala ek sapna"
Yaadon ki baraat .."Chand Mera dil" ," Ye ladka haii alla ".."mil gaya "
Sun saiba sun ( dont know the name of that movie ..but I luvv the song)
Karz (the coolest part about this movie and its song's are that every time Rishi kapoor comes on stage with his guitar in his silver suite and silver cap ..and says "kabhi kisi se pyaar kiya " ..you just fall off the chair and scream "kiya "...my favorite song is "meri umar ke nojawaanon " and that guitar waala hit music )

and last but not the least " pal pal dil ke paas"..it is such a romantic song ..I just go into another world ...waah kisne socha itna pyaara gaana..hum toh bas aapke fan hain jee..:))))

There are many more songs which at the moment I just cant remember...You tell me if I am missing any song which is your favourite..may be it is mine toooo..:))

Chandrakanta : The Swashbuckling Fare

2007-01-06T09:40:00.000-08:00

Breakfast in one hand and remote in the other, I was trying to find a good channel on a warm Sunday morning. Naah!! Not another Saas Bahu serial...no no..no sports channel for me...and then I came across a very flickering and unclear channel..Well no points for guessing..yes it was Doordarshan . They were broadcasting a short interview of Nirja Guleri .
"Nirja Guleri...Guleri ..I have heard about him . Does he come in my bank...well no ..ohhh Nirja Guleri !!!!!!"

Flasback:

Don't remember perfectly but I think I was in the third or fifth std and I remember our only lifeline was Doordarshan and DD Metro.I would wait desperately for sundays to come.
At sharp 9 am the sweet music would float in my Hall.

Chandrakanta ki kahani
ye mana hai purani..
ye purani hokar bhi
badi lagti hain suhani
naugaaaaaaaad vijaaaygaaaad ka raaaj kumaaaar..chandrakanta se karta thaaa pyaaaar..(2)
BLAH BLAH BLAH...

Wow!!! I loved Sundays soooo much. Every sunday would be like a picnic. We had a TV serial time table .
9 am : Chandrakanta
10 am : Duck Tales
11 am : Talespin
12 pm : Fun Time...etc etc

All my friends and I would assemble at one place to watch yet another romanchak episode of
" Chandrakanta". The world that was depicted in that serial was just so fascinating .I was greatful to Nirja Guleri for making this serial ( Director or Producer of that serial ..I mean I am not sure..but who cares ) .
For those who have no idea what I am talking about...well I speaka Englis and' if ya still don understan lemme tell ya :

This serial was about Princess Chandrakanta of Vijaygad and Prince VirendraSingh
of Naugad . Both are in luuvvv. But there is our dushman zamaana. Both these kingdoms are big rivals of each other ( Due to some unknown reason ..now you don't expect me to remember these details do you ?? ). Now Chandrakanta has a very cruel minded minister ..Mr Krur singh . He wishes to marry her but then his wish remains merely a wish ..Why??...'coz Chandrakanta loves VirendraSingh ..stupid..(I see not' attentive in class..!!!)...So our Krur singh decides to go to the neighboring kingdom and join hands with another rival Mr Shivdutt. Shivdutt is another very interesting character in this serial . He, my good friends is not a normal human being or should I say he is not a homosapien...but an aiyyar..( A person who can convert into other animals..hmmm very dangerous ) and he has poison in his blood !!!!! Can you believe that ?? But childhood is such a sweet stage in one's life. You just don't have the brains as to what is good for you and what is ..well stupid...!!
We would all go numb each time Shivdutt would throw his new wife out of the castle window and make a snake bite him ( He has poison in his body toh due to some unknown reason he has to do that every day and is helped by his Ex -Flame Vishkanya in that ).Everytime this would happen it would arouse innocent questions in innocent minds..(who had nothing to do ...I don't understand why I would waste my energy in understanding these logics instead of breaking my head in understanding logics of maths or science..)

First Bacha :Hey why does he do that ??
Second Bacha: Tha bitch asked him to do that !!!
Darpok Bacha :Ohh !!! this Vishkanya ..God is watching everything..she will never have peace in her life.

Hmm innocent minds...but not all were innocent ..
Any romantic scene would eco giggles in the room..tee hee ..I didnt watch that.. what happened..??
Hey I have my eyes closed..how do you expect me to watch ??..but nothing much happened. He was about to tee heee.. kiss her...but ... but then he only hugged her.

Even Krur singh had become quite famous..he had become a role model for all small rowdy boys ..a beautiful girl in the street and suddenly you would hear " Yakoooooooo "..or " YAkooooo Pitaaajiiiii "...This dialogue of Yakoo Singh had become more popular than our great shakti kapoors " Maaammaa AAAAOOOOOO"
And now for those who have started to complain that this post seems to be a mini episode of Chandrakanta.."EXCUSE ME..BUT HAVE YOU READ THE TOPIC...IT SAYS.."Chandrakanta : The Swashbuckling Fare "...that means ..it won't have anything related to your favourite serial "Shaktimaan " or may be " Raja and Rancho"..(but must confess the monkey is quite brilliant in that...though I don't remember whether he was Raja or Rancho ..:p)

Ok back to the topic...no don't get scared I am ending my post in Chandrakanta Eeeestyle...

tatatatamnnnnn...." NIRJA GULERI PRODUCTION "
Again the music :Chandrakanta ki kahani...mana hai purani..lalallalalallaal..

THE END

Sweet Ogre

2006-11-29T10:10:00.000-08:00

" Dimple is fair , but not beautiful"
"hey whats that on your face..freckles!!!...theek nahi hota kya ye....is it infectious?? "
I spent my entire childhood in answering these questions. Everytime I would run to my mom with a broken heart and ask her if I could do a plastic surgery of my face. To which my mom would say "They are just jealous of you". Jealous???? Poor mom was just too sweet to break my heart. I grew with this complex and hence never talked to any boy. In my office also I was a very quite girl.
Things changed for me when I shifted to a different office on a temporary deputation.
It was Feb .We were five girls on training. I would only talk with them and not much with others.
One day after a very bugging day..while waiting for the lift, we were joined by a good looking , tall guy

Guy : "We haven't met right".
I looked behind to see whether he was asking me or somebody else. When I was quite sure there was nobody behind me, I said " ya"
Boy : I am Vikram ...Vikram Verma.
Me : Dimple
Ground floor ..everybody got down. When he was gone , my friends started talking about him
" ohh !!! Do you know he is a M-I...he doesn't talk much with girls ..I mean atleast I have never seen him talk..haan vaise aaj you are looking pretty in this dress ..may be that's why he asked your name ".
Was I looking pretty ..I forgot all about Vikram ..the focus was my dress..may be I should wear it more often !!!!
Next day while waiting for my friends, he again came to me .

Vikram : Waiting for some body??
Me : ya..my friend's are coming.
Vikram : ok..want to have tea..I mean while waiting
Me : No thanks.. as it is I don't like tea
Vikram : coffee??
Me : no ...
Vikram : ohh milk...hahahah
(What was so funny in that ...'coz I really drink milk..but in front of him )
Me: hahahhaha..very funny ..milk ..no..no ...only juice..
(Come on he was a M-I..I didn't want to show him I was a kid!!!)

Our friendship had started .He was sweet, good looking , cool..there was a time when I was non existent..and now the coolest boy was my friend. I felt honored. He had a way with words, he would crack deadly jokes and had a perfect listener in me.Every day he would meet me in the morning, spend atleast 15 min with me.In less than 10 days from 'Just friends' we had become 'Very Good friends '.

14 Feb: It was Valentines day. He asked me out.He said it would be a friendly date. But I had my plans ,I had already fixed a meeting with one of my friends. He was disappointed ,but I couldn't break an already made promise. He was just too late...(As it is ..I was not ready to face the "AFTER DATE " consequences ..my parents would have killed me..;) )
In the evening a promise was broken. My friend got very busy , his boss made him sit late. I was furious..how could he do that, if there was some change in plan he should have atleast informed. This time Vikram came to my rescue.
Viram :" I haven't eaten any thing..the whole day I was busy in meetings..come with me to the canteen..please"
Me :"no I will be late.."
Vikram:"dont worry I will drop you to your stop...now come"

That day he made me laugh like anything..I forgot everything. In the car he switched on his music system .He seemed to know all the songs by heart.There was this very stupid song in his collection :
" January mei nazrein mili
February mei baatein hui
March mei izhaar hua
Dheere se fir Pyaar hua ..blah blah.."
I guess it was amongst those cheap B grade movies...He was mad.

Suddenly he asked " Dimple do you sing , If yes then sing; If no ..then also sing". After doing a lot of No no I cant sing types..I had to sing.
My favourite song was his favourite too

"Strangers in the night, two lonely people
We were strangers in the night
Up to the moment
When we said our first hello.
Little did we know
Love was just a glance away,
A warm embracing dance away..."

Once I had started..we both sang so many songs..there was just nothing that could stop us.
" Dimple do you know you have a very beautiful smile and I find you quite good looking. "
BLUSH BLUSH from my side.I tried so hard not to smile in front of him , but my teeth liked the publicity and they just wouldn't go inside.
" are you drunk ..haven't you seen my face properly..I have got freckles !!!"
"Yes Freckles on your face but not on your soul ..you are a very decent girl..thats what I like about you "...ohhhh he was so sweet.If he was trying to impress me , he had got an A Grade from me.That day I realized he was a total filmy guy.. and I really enjoyed his company...

But then things changed ..I still remember ..we had decided to have a group lunch (his friends as well as my friends).His friends were quite funny and were cracking one joke after another.Every one was laughing properly except for him .. he was grunting like a pig ( which was very embarrassing and that made me realize , he had never laughed in front of me..may be 'coz we discussed quite boring things ) . After every grunt I would find my friends looking at me ( now don't ask me why !!! ). Forget about that , when lunch was over, he licked his fingers and put his hand in my plate " Dimple I like this vegetable so much "...I was half dead. What was he doing (that also made me realize that I had never had lunch with him ). When it was over and everyone had gone to wash there hands..he started making stupid excuses " ohh!! no need to wash my hands..I have a natural hand washer ..and he winked looking at me "
eeeeeeeeeeeewwwww......that was horrible.. my friends began to gossip
Friend 1 :" Shit did you see how he laughs and the way he eats!!!!"
Friend 2 :" Ya like an Ogre "
ooops !!! ogre..that was bad and now the topic of discussion was ME.
Friend :" dimple ..how can you tolerate him "
Me :"What??? ...we are just friends..nothing between us.."
Friend :"please..as if you dont know !!!.. he likes you ..I will tell you something..if you are not serious about him...stop behaving so friendly with him "
My irritation level was increasing . He was just not my types. What if he really was getting serious . From now on MISSION AVOIDING had to be started ( I am quite good in doing that;) ).
From the next day a :
1)wide smile from him : A grin from my side.
2) When ever he would come to talk to me ..I would act as if all work had been given to me.." I am very busy can we talk later".
Suddenly one day he came to me " aap aaj kal humse baat nahi karte...did I do something wrong or is it that some body told you something about me "
" Even if somebody tells me something .. why will I stop talking to you??...its just that I have a lot of work"
"I am going for snacks ..will you give me company "
" company !!! what company..don't I have any other work ..do you think I am here to give people company "
"Girl whats your problem ..I think you have hang ups about yourself...and attitude problem . You dont want to talk ..fine...don't !!!! "
Mission was successful ..but over acting on my part..
Weeks we didn't talk . My friends were boring. I was missing his stupid jokes. During meetings he would have the best points , best suggestions... I had lost such a smart friend. I was sorry for behaving in that way. But how could I go to him and suddenly say sorry..naah!!! not me ..ego was stopping me. I would keep an eye on all his friends, to see whether he talked to any other girl after me...( I was quite relieved ..he never did )
Day came when I had to got to my old office . Last day in this office... I was in a fix.. whether to say a bye to him or not. I decided not to do so.
While in train I got a call from him
" You left ..It was your last day. We will never meet again ..you met every one..you did not even say bye to me..what do you think of yourself ..Dimple you are just not the person I thought.Now if you want to say anything say it right now..coz after this I am never going to call you "
I wanted to say sorry..but my friends were there..(peer pressure)..I said " nothing"
Phone was cut. I deleted his number. Chapter closed.
Vikram was a sweet person.. he taught me a lot of things about myself...why he was the one who said .." Freckles on your face but not on your soul .."
Quite an "ogrish" statement ...but from a sweet ogre..:)

(P.s : This post contained 10 % truth and 90% a cooked up story based on the writers imagination ;).Now even after this declaration if I find you coming upto me and asking with tears in your eyes.."DImple Where is vikram now..??"...then "Ehm! Ehm!! ..dont worry it's not the end of the world..my pigeon headed friend...you moron never read my blogs again!!!!". But seriously do tell me whether what I did ( in this "imaginary story " was right or not..atleast your view point..wt would you do :))