Quirks!!

Sakhi tagged me to pen down six quirks of my life so far…

Let me tell u its really a tough job for a person like me who is suffering from presenile amnesia!!!!

When I was in play group (may be five or six years- forgot the age damn!!), I cut a new bed sheet with scissor. Actually on that day papa had brought a scissor and I was amazed to see how things can be cut or torn smoothly with the help of that equipment!!! So, when mom was busy cooking and papa was watching TV, I did the “tested OK” thing to that scissor and silently slept. In the morning when mom saw that torn bed sheet, she asked me and I – the culprit replied cool-ly that I was checking its efficiency!!! Moma was so angry and slapped me. Thank god papa was there -as always to save me. But I even don’t know today why I did that… Ha ha ha!!!

Second weirdo - I did at the age of ten I guess. I saw eye-brows of other girls and ladies and found it very curvy and in-shape. Only I had the worst shaped eye-brows. So thought a lot on how to make it little curvy and in-shape and came up with a brilliant idea!!! In one afternoon when everyone was asleep, I cut my eye-brows again with a scissor!!!! Moma noticed it soon and again I was scolded!!!

In one more similar incident, I alone went to beauty parlour (obviously to the one which my mom used to visit) for hair-cut. I have got very very curly and thick hair and so every time I had to have the same hair style- step cut. I was fed up of that and decided to have some change. So I went to parlour with my cousin and you would be shocked to know that I told her to give me a boy-cut hair style (I guess it was famous at that time). She did that and I got a very very ugly look… I hate those photographs!!!

I was a studious and one of the favorite students of teachers (as I always sit on first or second bench, attend each lecture, hate the idea of bunking and always give some lecture to those who bunked lectures). We had three sessional exams and out of the three, two best performances were being counted for the final exams. So people give only two exams and skipped the last one. But being a studious student I always appear for all the three. On one fine day, me and my best friend (she always stood first in the class and I- the second) reached college for I guess “Health Education and Community Pharmacy” (one of the most boring subject of Pharma curriculum I feel) exam. And suddenly a thought came in our mind of skipping the exam!!! So both of us went to a café and that’s not enough; we had the weirdest combination of- coffee, ice-cream and chikoo shake (at that time the concept of mixing shake and ice-cream was not much prevalent I guess) and it was terrific!!!.

I am very emotional and get hurt by very small things. I was hurt by my bestest friend for god knows what reason and did not talk with her for almost whole semester. She tried to resolve the matter and contact me but I did not turn to her and today I feel that those were the driest and most boring days of my college; without her I missed all the fun and frolic…We started talking in the next semester and our friendship is still blossoming. But I don’t know why I did not talk with her as it was not a major dispute.

I have recently developed a new habit. It has always been difficult for me to decide or choose. I always land up with two options and get confused about what to choose. So nowadays when I get entangled between the two- I simply don’t buy anything!!! Its quirky rather shocking for a shopaholic like me, I am really worried about this (though hubby dear is very happy I guess) but god save me….

So finally its over yee…..

Sorry if have bored you!!!

thanks sakhi!!

I want break....

What would you do when you are not able to speak your heart even though you want to and somewhere inside you want to scream; get all your frustration out and just go away from here…

past few days have been like this for me... dont know exactly what the problem is but it has been like this...and my poor hubby has to suffer from all my frustration... sorry dear its not your fault but god knows what i am passing thru'...
hope will recover soon...

Marriage, life

Marriage drastically changes a girl’s life. I got married two months ago and now I can understand how difficult it is for someone to leave behind all her relations and priorities and adjust in a new world. Though I am very lucky to have very kind in-laws, I miss my parents, my brother a lot and lot and lot. I and bro used to fight a lot and my lovely mom was telling us that we would really miss each other a lot after my marriage and naughty bro was like: “me???? Missing jija???? (he used to call me jija) impossible”. And now look at us, both of us are dying to meet each-other. Miss you so much bro!!!

I am missing my freedom actually which I had at my home, because by some or the other means you have to be in discipline at your in-laws home. Remembering the song from the movie ‘mausam’:

Singer: Bhupinder, Lata Mangeshkar
Music Dir: Madan Mohan
Lyricist: Gulzar

Dil dhoondta hai phir wohi fursat ke raat din
baithe rahe tasavvur-e-jaana kiye hue
dil dhoondta hai phir wohi fursat ke raat din.....

Jaadon ki narm dhoop aur aangan mein let kar
ankkhon pe khinchkar tere aanchal ke saaye ko
aundhe pade rahe kabhi karavat liye hue
dil dhoondta hai phir wohi fursat ke raat din.....

Ya garamiyon ki raat jo puravaiyan chalen
thandi safed chaadaron pe jaagen der tak
taaron ko dekhate rahen chhat par pade hue
dil dhoondta hai phir wohi fursat ke raat din.....

Barfili sardiyon mein kisi bhi pahad par
vaadi mein guunjti hui khaamoshiyaan sune
ankkhon mein bhige bhige se lamhe liye hue
dil dhoondta hai phir wohi fursat ke raat din.....

Love

Few days earlier I watched the movie “U, Me aur Hum”. As a movie; it’s worth watching once. I was trembled upon by the dialogues after the hero leaves her wife in the care-taker house and explains his friends about the reasons. He says, in this world we don’t love anyone more than as we love ourselves. So, what we do for our loved ones is because we like it to be done by that way only…

How do we define love? What is love? It is one of the most difficult questions for the mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed and so has love. But no one can give the proper definition of love. Even I have been in love and I am still in love but we (me and my hubby) did not find satisfactory answer to this question.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. - 1 Corinthians 13:5-7
I read somewhere by someone: "To describe love is very difficult, for the same reason that words cannot fully describe the flavor of an orange. You have to taste the fruit to know its flavor. So with love." How true!!!

Love is a story that can never be fully expressed or it could be a feeling that one can not described.
Some say it's mysterious, magical, complex, difficult, imaginary, thought-provoking, inspirational, intuitional, joyous, immeasurable, ecstasy, and undefinable. Perhaps.

Logic says everything in this world has a cause and an effect. True Love is the only feeling which is its own cause and its own effect. It is something illogical and yet above all logic. I Love him because I Love him, and I Love him so I Love him. Why I love him??? No questions, no answers…Love is really blind. It has no logic. It’s rebelling. It’s a bond of trust, intimacy and harmony between two individuals.
Love is comforting someone in need of Love and having them know that somebody cares. Love is embracing differences and discovering ways in which to build a common lifestyle, share decision-making, and taking equal responsibility for the results.

Love is loving someone without expecting anything in return; no judgments, no restrictions; no limitations; no expectations! True Love is the nature of bliss.
Love must be experienced. Its meaning is infinite and can never be totally defined. Love is expressed when you are being someone who loves someone for who they are, not who you think they should be.

When you Love someone you never ask them to sacrifice a part of themselves in the name of Love. This form of manipulation contaminates our Love for another. True love has a foundation of integrity, respect, faith and trust.
Hence "what is love" is an illusionary question, having no answer!
Is your love free and unconditional, or is it mixed with various needs, conditions and demands from your partner?

Perhaps finding real love begins with God, the one who created relationships. Let’s be together, share our joy and sorrow, understand each other, provide space to each other, always be there for each others need. And surely love will blossom to strengthen our relationship with our matter of affection.

Era of modernization

Ever since I have been mature enough to think (seriously); I wonder why it is so that we don’t get time nowadays to do activities which we like, as we were doing in our childhood...

I remember the days, when we had a lot of time for playing, partying, meeting our loved ones (most of them included parental relatives), shopping etc. etc…
And now the scenario has changed drastically. I hardly get time for any shopping, meeting even my friends apart from parental relatives (highlighting my friends because for them I can have time by any means), playing, exercising…. Nowadays, it seems that the time is running so fast and even 24 hrs a day is not just enough. But the point is, previously also we had the same time, we were doing the same kind of work (I mean to say taking the same time).

I cant understand why it has been so that we are packed or loaded so much that we cant enjoy very small-small things. I miss those days; when I could play endlessly with friends after finishing my home-work; I could go out with a walk with parents after heavy dinner; I could sit in a balcony in the evening with glass of bournvita; I could watch my favorite TV serial at night… at that time also we had a day of 24 hrs..

So many nostalgic moments… I discussed with some of my dear ones who were also having the same views. I think we are running so fast in this world of competition that we forget all these small, sweet things in life. We came to a conclusion of time-mismanagement or may be people around us are too fast and we are so slow that we are dragged away with them to be there in a crowd to show our existence. This places us in very uncomfortable position and we simply can’t enjoy life…

Could it be possible to change the world and bring it back in its previous speed or it would be better or the only possible option to speed up our speed and cope up with them? What do you say????!!!

kyarek to himmat karu tamne jovani,

maraathi to aam najar jhukavi hasay 6,

mane to khabar etli j 6 k aankho thi pan rooh ma vasay 6,

kem malay tamne man muki,

enaj to shamna jovay 6,

ane kyarek khud saathe vat karine dil ni i66a puray 6.

Poetry

Sawal tame karyo evo ne hu sharmai gayi,

jane lajamani ne thayo koino sparsh ane te karmayi gayi.

Kon chho amara tame a shu janta nathi,

k pachhi oor na umango ne pichhanta nathi….