Irony

In these cold winter days, my grumpy mornings in bed begin hearing the boisterous sounds of the "Laughter Club" from the nearby park.
Arghh!!!

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Bullets of my March

• ·         I noticed the “100 Day Happy Challenge” in some blog where one has to post Happy things/ quotes/ pictures in their blog/ facebook etc for 100 days. I got interested as I thought it would be a great way to you know, smell the roses along the busy rushing life. But knowing myself, I know it would be hard as no matter how much I admire happy people like my mother but I know that I am not a one. You know the kind of people who are always positive, cheerful in their disposition and don’t panic/ overthink a situation and just go with the flow, I am not the one. I have my days where I sulk over something which is not actually there and get miffed over petty issues. Thank God I have a husband not like me, or else some days would surely be very hard. Then I came across this very happy song by Phharell Williams and watched the  Oscar performance. I downloaded and this song has been a part of my playlist since then. I was informed that United Nations and Phharell Williams have organized this competition where people have to post “Happy” video of their city. I watched some videos of the entries in youtube.  Lovely thought. Enjoy the song:
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• As I was washing my hands in office washroom today, I realized what my problem is. The problem is of “ACCEPTANCE”. Hmmm, this got me thinking for like a minute but then other important things came up like watching Arjun Kapoor in "Locha-e-ulfat" song from his upcoming movie for the fifth-time of the day. What a nice song and choreography. Benny Dayal is awesome and well I could keep my eyes off Arjun Kapoor. He is looking so nerdy and handsome. Here's the video of the song:

• ·         I love reading but have not subscribed or opened account in any reading website. Bust many days back, I finally succumbed and opened my account in Goodreads. I consider myself a good reader but was appalled to notice that even after forcing my memory to remember the names of books I have read, I was not able to cross the 100 books that I have read mark. I tried to be very honest with my list and mentioned only those books of which I have clarity that I have read them. Today is an important day. As per Goodreads, I have read over 100 books and I am actually pretty elated. Last few months I have done some serious reading  and I hope to continue it this year.
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• ·         Watched “Queen”. My first movie of 2014 that I watched in movie hall. Went ahead to watch it after reading some rave reviews in FB and blogs. Thoroughly enjoyed the movie.
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• ·         Half-watched “Highway’ at home. That means I have not yet seen the pretty mountainous drive of the Himalayan towns. Definitely going to finish it today.
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• ·          Whenever I have to travel a new place, I prefer researching online about it. And one of the sources that I search specifically are blogs as the blogs give a personalized perspective and nitty-gritty info which major websites fail to give. I was in a hill state for a vacation and there I saw women laborers working side by side with men clearing and building the road at height more than 12000 feet above sea-level. That day happens to be Women's Day. I saluted those women. Border Roads Organisation, which works for the maintenance and building of roads in the border areas of the country is doing such a tough job. Really, if making roads in those mountaineous terrain is not a difficult work, maintaining those roads in between umpteen landslides, rains, continuous traffic, tourist influx is sucha large part of their jobs. Whenever I travel in these roads, a sincere thanks goes to the people and this organisation responsible for the connectivity to the nature's beauty.
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• ·         I have never mentioned but I have received free gifts through my blog. Three times. Shampoos and conditioners sponsored by Sunsilk on participating in Indiblogger contests. No I did not win any position/ prize on my writing , it’s just that they hand out gifts to every participant and this is where I get lucky;).
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•     There have been many times that I have purchased a book based on the review/ feedback I read on some blog and downloaded and watched movies based on recommendations in blogs. April Snow, a Korean movie tops the list on my mind which I watched after reading rave reviews in one of my favourite blogger’s post. And I was not disappointed.

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life is good..

Date: 17/01/2011

Good start in the office..no boss, not much work
The situation changed after lunch, work started pouring in from all directions..
Had to stay late in the office, work still not completed..
Came back home at around 8:00pm, overall Bad day at office..
Bhai A called and shared a good news..
Mood lifted and spent the rest half an hour chatting to him and parents..
Was in no mood to cook dinner..
but proposed to cook some short-cut dinner
ZZ vetoed and suggested he would cook "Biryani" (he cooks the awesomest biryani and knows this;))
and ordered me to chop vegetables..
While chopping vegetables, suddenly i decided to cook "gobhi manchurian"..
Strange!! after initial protest ZZ was made convinced that it wont take much time..
So at 9:00 pm in the night, in between the glimpses of "Jhalak Dikhla Ja", the two master-chefs of our household were cooking biryani and gobhi-manchurian..
end result- lip-smacking food.
ah, well, all s well that ends well..
hmm, life is good...

note to myself

for the scattered soul that is me,
let me bring the pieces together
let me look once again at the mirror
and try to laugh back again

for the lost mind that is away
let me remind it once again
that life is hard and work is bitch, for everybody
and better count your blessings than cry


it's time for me to be on "Constructive mission"

Poor Me

I was reading “Rich Dad, Poor Dad” a couple of weeks ago. Inspired and motivated, I felt it is not late to start and sharpen your financial intelligence. The next valid step was to switch my newspaper from “The Times of India” to yes, you guessed it right, “Economic Times”.

As I don’t have any idiot box at my place, the newspaper and internet are my sole windows to the world outside.
I had started comtemplating about opening a DeMat account and buying-and-selling shares and growing rich and buying a bigger car, my own house and traveling the world. hmph.. All this needs knowledge about the ups and downs of market that would come with the newspaper I will be reading and the sites that I would be visiting on the internet.

I have this particular habit of glancing the head-lines in the first page, then moving to the back of the newspaper where Sports News, then global news and then local news and then the front page. Yes I read backwards.

To cut a long story short, for past couple of weeks-1 week, I have been setting my alarm at 6:00AM everyday unsuccessfully, so that I could wake up early and catch the newspaper hawker to ask him to bring my Sports, entertainment, and non-economical-global news back..

Yes, I am missing TOI and I want it back.

P.S: “Rich Dad, Poor Dad” is a remarkable book every person should read. And if you feel inspired, do drop me a note telling me the steps that one could follow to implement the lessons that the book shared.

AAH se AHA tak

Yesterday morning begins as usual. The alarm rang at 6.00 am exact and i wake up at 6:45 approx .But the new development was the excrutiating pain (ok i am a bit exaggerating, just pain) on my right shoulder and arm....the legend behind this is that the day before yours truly had played Badminton after a long hiatus and the muscles were just showing the aftereffect of that...
The office work was fine but i was not in a great mood .No special reason for that. At times i get such bouts of mood swings.Not my fault, not my fault.the crab is like that only.Now as luck would have it, my mother called me after lunch in office..Generally she calls in the evenings or night after i reach home..
Here is our converstation:
Mummy:hello beta, office mein right??
Me: hii!! haan yaa, office mein hi thi"
Mummy: kaise ho?? surprised!!i just felt like talking to you..
Me: Mummy, i am tired * in an equally exhausted voice*
Mummy: *now serious* kya?? what happened beta??
Me:i am tired, tired of...........
*pause*
Me: i ll be coming ghar(hometown) day after tomorrow ..will talk you then....bye..
Mummy: kya huwa?? achcha office ke baad shaam ko i ll call you, take care ...

After hanging up, i was like "baah, what the $#%& i talk to her??why did i act so melodramatic to her??now she would be worrying..i am such a mood-spoiler"..I could feel the pain on the slight movement of the right arm.My office colleague who sits beside me, had taken leave post-lunch and it was now onto my responsibility to receive his phones as well as we both work on the same module..Only i knew how was i feeling when i hear that cranking sound of phone ringing and the displeasure would surely be noticed in my voice as well....

As i ll be leaving to my hometown there were some shopping that i had to do...with a super-crank mood, i came back,had my tea and rushed to market.Things were not good there too...The tailor from where i have to take my dress was not there at the shop and would be coming in a short while...urrrghh....The deo which i use was out-of-stock/ not available in the shops i asked and so on..after 30 minutes i went back to the boutique with the "do-or-die" attitude and found the him there..got my dress.On the way , stopped at the chaat shop, packed "Panipuri" and "Shahi Samosa"( if you are wondering what was 'shahi' in the samosa then, friends the stuffing was of mixed veg instead of potato and the shape was like half-kachori..even i ate that first time) and come back home....

Now i have this habit(i doubt if there is anyone who dont have) to test the new dress as soon as i get it and analyze it from all angels .But pet-pooja first..So i gorged on the panipuri first and then had the dress-rehersal of the marriage event thati ll be going to attend, for which the dress was purchased. The dress was super-fit ( an unusual case as i seldom get satisfied from the first tailoring and it always go for the alter)..As i was analyzing the dress, the phone rang.It was mummy...
"haan, aur beta kya kar rahe ho??"
"arre mummy, dress try kar rahi thi...aaj hi layi shop se..i wonder if this colour would look good in day-time..par abhi to achchi lag rahi hain..."
i heard her laughing..we didnt discuss the day's conversation..
i think she knows her loony, eccentric child...
after indulging the heavy shahi samosa , i went to bed with a smile...and did i tell you i didnt feel the pain since the moment i ate pani-puri........:))

CHOKer me!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I m a Choker!! i m labelling myself for the same reasons for which Australia labelled South Africa ( a cricket enthusiast must be knowing what it stands for??)
hmmm, Did God made me that way or what??? As there is no reason to cry over the spilled milk lemme hope that I too shed the tag "Choker" the way Cricket South Africa did .......