Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Relationships. Show all posts

Monday, June 4, 2012

Marriage - 1


Marriage (also called matrimony or wedlock) is a social union or legal contract between people called spouses that creates kinship. (Ref: Marriage). 
Sounds so simple! Eh!!

I am married for more than a year and everyday I get to learn something new which makes me unlearn what I had learnt so far ...Duh!!
As they say in India, Marriage is not between two people but between two families; a coming together and union of a set of people who wish that you grow in this institution and spend the rest of your joys and sorrows with each other.
Pretty Big Stuff ;)

Why is marriage important to me... I had always, like forever; dreamed to be married. I always imagined my life to be a woman juggling between responsibilities ; waiting for my husband to come back in the evening; making tea and enjoying supper with him and going for a stroll... holding hands. I have dreamed of my li'l ones running around and a home full of giggles and jumping on their dad when he is home... Awwwwwwwww 
Well! I have some of it turned to reality and maybe gradually everything will converge to what I once dreamed since I started dreaming :)
But over my tenure of being married I realized; REALITY is totally different than dreams. Its awesomely beautiful and awfully absurd at the same time and its making me understand myself and Him better. Like :

1. They say its important to have common goals in life for two people to get married : But how do you decide common goals. 
eg I keep changing my goals every year .... mmm month would be more precise ;) and He seldom changes them :D
One day I want to work; the other day I want to laze around. And he always wants to Work! Even on weekends he would ask everyone in the family "koi kaam hai to batao mei kar deta hoon" and I am the one saying "chutti wala din hai sojate hain; breakfast ki jagah seedha brunch karenge". And I am the one sitting at home all the time :D
 I postpone tasks and he sets reminders to finish everything on time . :(
He is sure of what he wants in life and I keep on saying mmm,ummmm
Wait a second; its not that he is wiser and hence has goals in life and I am stupider ... but I change frequently ; subtle changes based on impulse and he changes over a period of time and the changes are more tangible based on experiences.
Basically; I have come to conclude : You can look for small little common things like both like to travel ; the places of interest might not be the same. Sometime its his choice and other days its my-way. But its difficult to find a person with similar common goals and ideas of life. 
With our experiences past or present we keep changing and our ideas of life keep on evolving. Fate hasn't written everyone's destiny to be same than why look for some-one with same goals/ideas. If you have a basic liking and you can stand each other with their not so great ideas than its still OK to be together. Maybe one day you'll start thinking like them or they'll be like you or maybe you both will change.

Maybe we met in those times when our "goals" were same and bingo we fell for each other and now we have changed ;) 
Only thing important is to have mutual respect for each other's views and support their dreams all the time; whether you agree with it or not :)

2. Marriage is the union of two families and you have to love their family with all your heart.
I know I am barging in a risky territory. But its even difficult to love your beloved with all your heart how can you do that with entire set of families.
There are certain things I don't like about my dad and certain things my mum doesn't do right. My brother is not always at his pleasing best and forget them I can be one cranky person when I am not in the "mood" and yes there will be things that you'll find strange when you interact with your new family.So how can I expect him to love them as I love my family;  and LOVE naturally doesn't happen at first sight in case of families. 
They might eat different things; may have different customs and different ideas as a set of family and again it comes from their life so far. And when you start finding things different you get scared. You know whatever they are they are for the reason but you also feel since I was not the part of that "reason" why should I do the same.
I haven't yet come to understand this aspect fully and I know things do take their own time but I have learnt one thing : If you have basic respect for everyone's feelings and vice-versa and if you know how to treat the other person right be it family or stranger one day you will be able to love with all your heart. Till then respect and care will do.
I have come to a point of care, respect and attachment (in that order). Free expression and Love will follow; I believe.
Its important to do whatever you do with genuineness and believe that things will fall in place. 
P.S. I have learnt this from him so the credit goes to him; I am just trying :)

3. Marriage is of equals : If one person dominates the other wont be happy.
(I know there are abusive relationships and not all men/women are good. But I am talking my experience so pardon me the bad marriages examples. We'll have a separate post ) 
I think marriage is like a seesaw where both the sides are equals. Those people who understand and love each other ; no matter what their basic nature is; will never try to dominate or manipulate their partner. There will be times where he will win some arguments and at other times I will but what are we fighting for ? We are not fighting for property or money. We are fighting for each other to understand us better.
Sometimes we do take each other for granted; sometimes we are just too tired to understand and sometimes we just fail to comprehend and hence differences.  Equality is that both understand that other has a point; I hate that point and I might never ever agree to it but I have to listen. 
A marriage is not where only a man rules or a woman decides. They both rule; they both decide. You like non-veg and I am vegetarian. Lets go to a restaurant and enjoy both. I dont yuck at what you eat; you dont force me to try it. Maybe one fine day out of willingness I'll try your choice but right now lets enjoy each other's company.
Want to buy a car; I am clueless about model you decide; and I decide to get the color. 
Its not that we both decide always; sometimes you have more knowledge than me; I just have to believe you and the other times you just leave it to me :)
I think its important to discuss; every time opinions will not be the same but when we have to make major decisions in life we can consult each other and make the right choices. It could be yours, mine or some mid way but once its decided its "OURS"

4. Marriage makes you forget yourself.
It does bring changes and these changes could change you as a person altogether. But how can you be sure that it is marriage that changed you and had you been not married you would have been the same.
I was a very chirpy person; but today I am quiet woman. It doesn't mean I am not happy or forgotten myself. It simply means I talk my share with my husband and I get tired of non-stop chatting and I have nothing more to say. I am at peace with myself. I can load him with all my wise thoughts and weird dreams and then I doze off :D with him scratching his head ;) I just don't feel the need to talk to everyone. 
I used to write blog posts; I used to work; I used to meet friends. 
I have started writing now ... see I haven forgotten myself. I just got busy with life and understanding new family; these days my mind is free and words are flowing.
I dint like the work I did and I was not able to juggle between family responsibilities and work. I thought I would be too tired to do justice to the two. I chose my life over work and today I am working part time and enjoying the work I do. My situations have changed me; marriage was just a catalyst.
I used to meet friends : Hey! I still attend their weddings ; I still try to catch up on phone and emails and chats. But life is beyond meeting friends. It has become tough; I have to care for "OUR" parents and whenever I can I do take out time to plan out with friends.
Almost all are married/getting married sometimes it doesn't suit them and sometimes it doesn't suit me. It doesn't mean I have forgotten what they meant to me and the great times we had. I constantly talk to my family about the life I had. I miss it but I don't regret missing it. I chose marriage over my past. 
Marriage doesn't make you forget yourself; it brings changes that are important for you to move on in life and one day you will agree that these changes were important.

5. There are a lot of adjustments in marriage and its the girl who has to adjust.
Yes! things are difficult for the girl because she is uprooted. I know uprooted is a negative word. She has to move to a life full of uncertainties; unlearn what she has learnt so far; leave her comfort zone behind. Its a very challenging thing for a woman but that's how it works. The girl has to adjust to new circumstances; new ways of cooking food (or rather learn cooking - cz we girls today don't learn to cook in our maternal homes) ; learn a different set of traditions and customs. We have to stop reminding ourselves that "mere ghar mei to aisa hota tha" If we keep of thinking like that our life is a mess.
These things are not bad; yes a little stressful. Since we are educated we tend to question everything around us but our very sense of being educated makes us illiterate sometimes. I mean why question everything around you? Sometimes you used to blindly believe what your mother used to say; so why not do the same here. Sometimes in our own grumpiness we tend to forget that we are belittling a set of rules the other family has set. I  dint agree to it earlier but I have started to at least understand what my FIL says "there is order in every family and it has to be maintained". When I go to my maternal home I eat at their time; cook according to their needs; wake up and talk the way they do. Basically I am following their order so why defy the order of my own home ?
Yes! there are certain things that leave me stumped and bewildered and I don't think I'll ever agree to doing them but I have understood that if everyone else is doing the same thing; to be a part of family I have to fall-in-line. Else I will always seem to be the adopted one and never be able to make this house; home.
And you know what; families do change people do change once you show them you are trying to adjust. I never thought I'll be writing this but yes I am noticing there is more acceptance to my views and beliefs now. Earlier there was acceptance because they wanted me to be comfortable but today it comes naturally. Earlier they would give me gifts that they thought were good for me; today they buy me things which they know I will like :)
THANKS :)
Remember; if there are adjustments from you they are also accommodating an entirely new person in their family. They have changed the way they sit; the kind of cooking style they were used to... if this has come the rest will soon follow.
Have I forgotten the boy :) Maybe he doesn't have to adjust initially but gradually with every changing minute; with every little demand of his wife; with her every changing expression he is changing. He is dying to make his wife  as comfortable with his family and him and he also wants to ensure the changes brought in by his wife aren't too drastic for them to handle. He has no-one to go to when none of the sides to agree.

Mrs Wife, Mr. Husband and The Families all have to adjust to change in order to be a happy unit.

6. LOVE is the basis of all marriages.
I first fell in Love with him before getting married to him. My mother din't love my father before she got married to him and I am sure my MIL too was scared to get married to a stranger.
But what I do for my husband is in no-way comparable to what my mumma does for papa or what MIL does for FIL. Our mothers never stayed for night in their maternal homes. It was very rare and none of my papa are such that they would stop them. They might show that don't like it but which husband likes his wife to be away even for a day? My husband; himself drops me home but I know he would prefer me to be with him. So do I. I am excited to go home and even more excited to be with him :D But still I go but our mothers dint. Out of LOVE; which was not there in first place.
I plan out my work; walk according to my husband's timings but our mothers would never plan. They would ensure all order in home and if there was some time left before the husband came home they would get themselves in order so as not to look tired. See! You cant do it everyday; if you don't love your husband.
The wives always protect their husbands and shield them; the husbands always bring gifts for their wives; ask if they have eaten food and crack a joke at them to see them smile. The love is unsaid but its always there. 
If you have fallen in Love and married him LOVE grows stronger and if yours match has been arranged LOVE just evolves. 

LOVE is the basis of all happy marriages.

7.  TRUST is the foundation.
Trust doesnt mean telling them everything. It simply means believing that they are thinking about you all the time and always trying to do something to make you happy. You just got to have faith whatever He decides; he'll place your interests before his. You have to know (by default) that She has focused her life on you and she will not leave any stone unturned to make you happy.
Trust means to be able to say you did something wrong and still knowing they wont leave you. It also means if you haven't told them something they will still believe there was some reason behind it. It doesn't mean hiding or planning it just means that I could handle it myself better so I dint let you know. I wanted to shield you from it :)
If there is TRUST between us LOVE shall prevail.

8. Marriage makes life easier.
I so want to hit the person who said that. grrrrrrrrrrrr
It does not. Yes now you have 2 reasons to celebrate; his birthday and your birthday. Yes the happiness is doubled but so are sorrows.
Earlier; he just used to have his sorrows but now my sorrows are his :( His heart aches to see me unhappy. And he is damn frustrated if he cannot do anything about it.
I am constantly on the edge to watch his health, his tiredness, his anger, his expectations from me and life. Its not easy. Or maybe I haven't still figured out.
Marriage requires a lot of hard work and effort. With someone by your side the responsibility is doubled; the only easy part is you have a punching bag on whom you can punch out all your frustration.

9. Marriage means happily ever after.
Marriage means bachchu life begins after this ;)
I mean in reality can there be a happily after. NO! There will be ups and downs in life and so will be in marriage. In difficult situations in LIFE we strengthen our belief in GOD and so in tough situation in marriages we have to keep faith in our spouse that He will make things easy.
He wont promise happiness always! For God He is a mere mortal but whatever he'll do ; in all his deeds he will try to make you smile and that's what Happily Ever After means :)

10. Marriage completes you as a person.
BULLSHIT!
You have two eyes; brain; all limbs and a heart and you are a complete person in all your beliefs and values. Marriage complements the views you dont have and supplements you with thoughts you dont think. It gives you perspective from other's point of view.
I mean as I child it always used to be my-way or high-way but as a spouse we both find the way :)
Marriage brings to you the reality that as in marriage you cant always have your wishes complete so in life. You learn to adjust; you learn to agree; you learn to tolerate and you learn to vocalize your share of worries and dreams and hence the circle comes round and your life is complete.

This is what I have learnt about marriage and whats in it for me.
and yes I am happily(with all my share of difficulties and tragedies) married to an imperfect partner who tries to make life perfect for me.

Saturday, June 2, 2012

My Papa - My Hero

I  Love You Papa


I have never been able to say it but I know you understand my Love for you. I have realized my love for you from the day you married me off. I know its too late to realize your love for your own father but I am a bit silly you know that.


Today after going through so much in life I can exactly understand what you have always taught me; I can understand your emotions , your reactions, your anger, your love and your concern. I used to be judgmental on all your actions. I am sorry for being your critic. But today I feel I am becoming your mirror image. I was a rebellious kid and I swore that I would never be like you; but today I realize I am following your footsteps and you know what, I have begun the journey of knowing you - my father. 


You have an unshaken belief in God and I have inherited it from you. Though you get upset and low sometimes ; so do I. But you have this courage to accept life as it is and fight with all your will and I promise you Papa I'll always always fight.


Mumma used to tell me that I wouldn't sleep till you came back home when I was just one; and today I still sit up nights thinking about you and you well being. Somehow I have this maternal feeling to care for you like a mother would do. Today, as you are growing I feel you are turning into my baby :) and I want to pamper you the way you have pampered me. You are my King :)


You have been through a lot in life but you have never let us feel your pain. I have never seen anger for situations in your life; I have never seen you loose faith in God; I have never seen you ask Why. You just keep moving and I wish that you remain the same always.


Today you are fighting Cancer; a dreaded word for anyone. It can break anybody but it has strengthened us as family. Papa, we all are with you in this battle. We have been toiling hard and I know there will be tough days but we'll beat it. We will come out stronger. You don't show your pain, your angst, your fears and I hope these negative feelings never take a toll on you. I admire you for your sheer grit and determination and I am there for you. Always :)


I want to thank you for such a comfortable, healthy and encouraging upbringing. You have never differentiated me with bhai on the basis of gender and I feel lucky to be your daughter. You have taught me those math formula ; chemical valencies ; algebra and mechanics. You have taught me to write. You are a wonderful writer and you have given me your words. You have taught me to keep on praying and you will always be there in my prayers.


Thanks for marrying me to the person of my choice and loving and respecting him as your son. Thanks for not considering me as a "paraya dhan". Thank you for making my wedding a grand one and helping me in all the shopping. Thanks for buying me books for studying and motivational books to keep me uplifted. Thanks for always saying "sab acha hai"


You boost life in me every-day and I pray to God to give you a painless, disease free and full of love, long life. I wish to see my kids dancing in your arms; the way you used to make me dance...


You are my Super Hero and you shall always be.

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

So much to love

This post is dedicated to my husband of a year and few months and my partner for life.
What would have been a better way to start a new beginning to writing than dedicating a few words to you.
I know I am crazy all the times, foolish sometimes, cranky and moody most of the times but you have the strength to bear with it all. You don't bear my tantrums rather enjoy my day  to day demands, and that's what makes you special.
The day I start behaving like a mature woman you delve in deepest of thoughts thinking whether all is well with me. You have kept alive the child in me. Smiling and loving me in whatever I do, helping me in whatever I cant manage or don't wish to manage. Being all ears pto my constant nonsense and cheering me in all that I wish to do.
I cant even imagine to do an iota of what you do for me. I just keep on taking all the love, all your emotions and never think about giving back to you.
Life has been tough on us, very tough. We have been waiting for good times but with you besides me holding me tight , I know happy days are not far away. With you around I dont have to ''wait'' for anything. Smiles will just stop by us seeing our love and belief in each other.
If there are actually 7 lives of togetherness of being husband and wife I'll always wish you to be the man and me the wife:)
I wont say I'll never trouble you because I tend to do it but I promise to care for you and love you in misunderstandings and  arguments, happiness, joys and sorrows. I wish to stand by you in all you do and celebrate all your smiles.
As there is So much to Love...

Thursday, August 12, 2010

A beautiful Day

Happy Birthday to Me :)

Some days are so special and today is one such day. The day entire human race was blessed ; the day on which God cries for having lost such an angel to Earth :D

The day started with a message at midnight blessing me of all happiness and a prayer to see me smile :) It started with me expecting calls from all my friends . I ensure all my friends call because I remind them its my birthday ; a day before either through status messages or directly :)

Neha called me at 6.23 in the morning to wish me ; just because she wasn't feeling like sleeping. DUH.... but thanks a lot honey :) for at least trying to be the first one to call, since past 12 years... It makes me feel special. 

Got hugs from family and I could just manage a smile; this being my last bday at this place...

And it followed as all my dear friends ushered me wishes. Thank You all ... I made all of you sing and despite of your bad throat and croaky voices you sang for me :) I already feel like a princess...

In midst of attending calls a exercised just to be sure I dint feel guilty while gorging on food :D and every time I would rush to get ready I would be running back to answer the phone.

By the way I got 43 calls today :D and 29 people wishing me through sms.. I haven't yet counted wishes on FB and orkut and all these stats are mutually exclusive. Well by this I dont intend to tell how popular I am; but this is the way to make myself feel wonderful that there are so many people in your life who care to wish you. Thanks to all :) You made my day .

Amongst this wishing frenzy I got all dressed up in an orange wraparound and a golden shirt .. How I looked ... Just like a bday girl should.... All excited I reached a place from where the surprises began...

My Mr.Perfect made it a perfect day for me... A bouquet of red roses; exactly the way I love it was waiting for me...Red Roses make me go ga-ga ... I was gifted with two nice pretty looking shirt-tops... :) Two chocolates tucked away somewhere awaiting for me to be surprised. . .

We went to Chattarpur Mandir  to seek blessings and pray for our happiness. A very calming experience indeed. A birthday is not complete if God doesn't smile at you. Though this was supposed to be a surprise; I had somehow guessed it :D because a few days back I mentioned to him to take me there. I am so lucky that all my wishes are so well taken care :) God couldn't be everywhere so He sent me a Genie :) :)

We drove back to Saket for a movie and it turned out just fine :) I quiet liked the dialogs :D I mean they were kind of tashani . "Tum jo aaye zindagi mei baat ban gai" makes me look at him and say : "Raunke Hain Dil Ke Dar Pe, Raunke Hain Dil Ke Dar Pe Dhadkane Hain Surmayi Meri Kismat Bhi Tumhari, Saath Ban Gayi"

It was now time for sumptuous lunch and I had loads of yummmmylicious food... What more could I want... I thought it was time to go back home ... but SURPRISE SURPRISE...

I was treated like a QUEEN at Oriental Spa at Saket Mall with a very relaxing and luxurious Foot Spa.... What a decor.... pleasing ambiance.... dark rooms with small wooden cubicles and comfortable cushion chairs... soothing music... a cooling eye cover.... refreshing aroma of oils and aaaahhhhhh the lovely massage ... I have no words to explain.... It was HEAVEN :)

In the meanwhile Mr. Sweet-Heart went on to buy a romantic novel. I had told him that I wished to read a novel and a romantic one at that. He who doesn't take much interest in books had done a thorough research on popular romantic novels (he even knows the difference between romantic novel and love story :) :)) .

I was gifted with P.S. I Love You inside which there was note P.S. I Love You :-) Mr. Perfect 
It floored me. . .

Then God cried and the entire Delhi got stuck up in traffic jam :P My heart was dancing; because I could spend some more time with him ;) ;) I know I am greedy but who would not want to stay forever with such a wonderful person... I know I am being selfish... knowing the fact that he would have got tired of planning surprises ; driving me from mandir to mall...mall to home and getting stuck up in traffic .... but I dint ask for Rain; I was just full of gratitude that it Rained :D :D 
I love so much sitting with him in the car... traffic or no traffic... please dont tell me how pathetic it is for the one who is driving... I can feel that :( But I love to be with him :) :) and then in one and half hours we reached home :) and a beautiful date came to an end...

Mumma had cooked Manchurian and fried rice... and baked a birthday cake for me... Pa had brought a lovely night dress and my kiddo brother bought me a Bournville .... Cake ... birthday song... claps food marked my celebration at home... and I turned 25 this way...

Here is to all those who love me and make efforts to make me feel loved; wanted; needed; cared and beautiful... Thank You :) and I wish that in every life time you are a part of my life...

and for Mr. Perfect : 
P.S. I Love You 

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Obituary

With a very heavy heart I have to bear the loss of my 5 year old contact number. This number has been with me through thick and thin. It had seen the greatest and the worst times of my life so far. There are countless memories that I associate with this number.

It has been audience to heartbreaks; witness to miracles and a messenger of hope. It has heard so many sad news of not clearing any entrance examinations to a surprise of me cracking the DU M.Sc. Entrance. With this number I have fought with so many friends; planned beautiful surprises; counselled my dear friends; taught many people over the phone.

It would silently and patiently listen to my mindless chatter for hours. If I would be happy and call numerous people to share my excitement and there would be times; I would just scroll through entire contact list looking for someone to share my grief.

Those emotional cries and silent sobs; it has always stood by me in the toughest of times. Sitting silently it would help me revisit some beautiful moments; prompting me to read my inbox. It has been a witness to my endless waits to calls, messages, missed calls. The blink on the screen would light up my eyes; such was its magic.

Some-days I would give missed calls to friends and they would call me back; some-days friends would play the missed calls. And it has tolerated all my idiosyncrasies - from calculating how this number affects me according to numerology to how rhythmic it sounds on speaking this number; it has laughed at me for all these years.

Some-days I would just switch it off just to cut-off from the world; and secretly wish when I switch it on there would be missed calls and messages.Some-days it would buzz continuously congratulating me on getting admission; securing a job; celebrating birthdays to celebrating my engagement.

It has seen me grow; from the short tempered silly girl to a comparatively calm person who has just discovered the art of listening. It would hear me sing over the fun; flirt with my beloved; giving tech support to dad and family matter advises to mom and planning movie outings with bhai.

I would save all the beautiful quotes which I read somewhere in draft messages ; forward silly messages; irritate my friends while they were talking to girlfriends. There would be times when some-one would pick up my missed call and I would burn half a litre of my blood brooding over the loss of 50p for that call. And then there would be days; when I would say; give me a missed I'l call you back.

And there would be times when I would coordinate events over the phone; ordering people; planning and discussing management issues and leading a team of over 100 people.

It has seen me getting irritated with crank calls; to getting interviewed for job; gossiping endlessly with Neha; planning outings with friend; to getting all lovey-dovey (blush) .

This number has done it all :)
Yeah; may be I am getting to emotional but I have always been sensitive about things that have been loyal to me. They dont speak up; but you know they are there. There are somethings you dont want to change or give up and mobile number is one of them. 

Aah... and for the fact that why I killed it; I killed it for some greater good. Sorry my dear; but I am sure over these years you would have understood; somethings are better off in Letting Go; and you were one of those.

This post is a dedication to you because you were important to me and had become a part of my identity.


P.S. : Ok guys! there aint any sacrifice in giving up my number; all my family has moved to one network and so I move on (the greater good you see :) ) but I wish to make my old number feel special.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Yaad reh jayega :)


woh subah u spcl sey aana
DTC key peeche bhaagna

stairs par beith kar assignment tepna
aur raat din algo ke sapney dekhna

sab choot jayega....

din bhar karna coding
aur raat bhar chalti thi downloading

yahoo key addey par mehfil jamana
conference bulakey sabki lena

orkut par scrap count badhana
FAN list badhaney key liye jugaad lagana

sab choot jayega....


xmz ki morning mei syllabus poochna
fir kehna saaley tu merey aage beithna

woh loo mei jakey farrey chupana
aur passing marks key liye tadapna

last key 30 minutes mei xm finish karna
agli baar pucca padhney ka promise karna

sab choot jayega ....


department ki kamiya nikaalna
aur fir sara din yahan padey rehna

woh raju ki chai peena
aur 2 rs ki chillad bhi bachana

bhel poori aur maggi point par bheed lagana
car mei bhar key ghoomney jana

sab choot jayega...


woh result key liye rukti saansey
OR ki bandiya aur stats key bando key liye bhatakti raahein

woh apas mei bitching karna
Fish Pond mei bhadaas nikalna

yahoo groups par dangey karna
aur fir end mei maafi maangna

sab choot jayega ....


woh placement key liye raat din padhna
job milney par aankh mei aansoo aana

woh doston ki problems solve karna
aur unhi doston sey bewajah ladna

sab choot jayega ....

woh class picnic plan karna
apney appetite sey zyada khana

har party ka besabri sey intezar karna
aur har event par issue create karna

sab choot jayega ....

seniors ka saturday ko wait karna
chocolate na laaney par ladna

har faculty member ki burai karna
mauka milney par copy maarna

NG ki sari
Hazra ka bhulna
Mutoo key baal
VK ka gussa
VB ki chaal
aur kaisey daaley PB ko lagaam

sab choot jaayega....


woh sankalan key liye jaan laga dena
woh sabka haath milakey kaam karna

department key liye unite ho jana
woh tech - fests mei jeet ka jashn manana

woh khud ko Best kehna
aur khwab pooerey karney ki himmat jutana

yaad reh jaayega ....


yaad ayega har woh pal jismei hum hansey... ladey... roye...
galey miley..
yahoo ki woh chats...
morning mei SOAPS key discussion...
pangey leney key naye plans...
woh bhookey shero ki tarah lunch box par tootna..
woh bday cake face par lagana...
har minute ko ghumney key plans
class cancel karwaney ki saajish
mass bunk key liye polling....

yeh sab yaad reh jaayega....


I'L MISS ALL THIS and MUCH MORE...

THNX DUCS... FOR Everything...



I love and worship this PLACE; for the lessons it gave me

SHE IS ...



She is my closest friend...
she knows everything about me... she loves me more than anyone else could possibly love me in this world... she knows me since eternity... she is the only person who understands me completely
Since I was a kid ; and as I have seen she was a very shy person... extremely submissive... She used to be a what they say " GOOD GIRL"... she was obedient; diligent; sincere; polite; caring; and a graceful kid... She would prefer to be alone rather than be in crowd... she enjoyed her solitude...she was focussed on her work... she loved it when she was appreciated by everyone; she would do all the right things...every one around her would say "she is such an angel"... she looked beautiful too.. white face with cheeks resembling an apple and rosy red lips... she was born a healthy child... and by healthy I mean "with extra pounds ";) ... but she was so cute that people couldnt stop themselves for taking her in their lap :) she enjoyed it all... she ruled... and she was loved...
the only thing she lacked was confidence... she couldnt make friends... because she was too shy... she had problems saying a simple hi... it was important for her what others thought of her... maybe it was all that mattered to her... and she would always go out of the way to win their love... their appreciation... their respect...
She doted on friends... she never lied to them... never broke their trust... she had very few friends whom she cherished... and never wanted to loose them... she would sacrifice everything for the people who were important to her...
All she lacked was her belief in self... courage to be what she is... she lacked the spirit; the fire... because GOOD GIRLS dont fight; GOOD GIRLS dont step out; GOOD GIRLS never dominate :)
And during the course of time she realized how important it was to her to be herself... When reality struck her... beating the very goodness in her... she understood she needed to change... She learnt a lesson "Even goodness is looked with suspicion in this World" ... No matter ; everyone swears on purity of heart ; but there are other virtues that matter "SMARTNESS (read cunningness) " being the topmost... she decided to change herself...
She mustered up courage...She did things she wanted to... She understood what she had in her... She spoke well ; so she made her voice heard... She was a good taskmaster...so she showed people the way... She was an artist...She showcased her talent... She believed in all she did... She stood for right... she fought the wrong... She had the courage speak her mind; to follow her heart...fearless of consequences... She had become a CONFIDENT PERSON.. who knew what she wanted... 
In the process she became shrewd too.. She became too harsh on herself... on people around her.. because she was not what she was portraying her to be... This was not the real her... She became short tempered; when things dint go her way... she lost patience... she became unreasonable
Deep inside remained the same old emotional caring person; who just aimed to have good relations in life... The person who wasnt ambitious... the person who only dreamt of a contented happy life... She was a person who cried for silly things... the person who would celebrate every small joy ... she believed in expressing herself... she would cry if she got angry.. she would cry if she was upset... she would dance when happy.. she would give importance to each moment of life... BUT what she had turned into : an ambitious person looking for her identity? looking for LOVE? looking for her place in the world? She had become a person who had everything to survive in this world but CLEVERNESS... she couldnt learn this... she couldnt imbibe this... and thats where she lost :)
Though there was a marked difference between what she was and what she portrayed... but what remained with her all through; were her values... she never compromised on them... her belief in truth; honesty; faith ; emotions never failed... she managed to retain it with her... 
Now she is a person who knows her worth... a person who knows herself...She has confidence and courage to be what she wants to be... to stand up for right... She has the FIRE to succeed... She has a fighter within who can survive all odds... She is emotional too... she cares for the people around her...she doesnt believe in compromise but she has the will to sacrifice... she has the courage to support those who need her... she still cries when she fails... she celebrates her success with all pride... she is proud of herself... with all she has done in her life...she as discovered herself

She still dreams of a beautiful home with the man of her dreams... nurturing wonderful kids... but she also wishes to help her man in building the dream home :)
Her friends are very special to her... but she thinks of herself too... She loves herself and understands herself completely...
She has learnt from her life... the tough way...and the lessons will take her a long long way....
She thanks GOD for making her the person she is... Thanks HIM for whatever HE has shown her... and she hopes to make the best out of it...
MAY she get the MAN of her dreams... may she have the best est and the loveliest kids in the world... may she fulfill her ambitions of a golden career...may she be always there for her friends and family... may she cry in bad times and learn from them and fight her way back... may she enjoy the good times and remain modest... may she be happy always :)
SHE is ME....
HAPPY BIRTHDAY VANDITA :) you are very special
August 11 (the day entire human race was blessed cz I came to this world :D ) 

Mummy...


Mother shares the relationship with child not from the time when she conceives it; but from the time she conceives the thought of being a MOTHER. The dictionary defines "mother" as a biological and/or social female parent of an offspring. How simple it is for these folks to say this.Its amazing how a mother bears the child for almost nine months; goes through about twelve hours of labour to bring a life in this world. Even in tremendous pain she has the courage to smile. I am sure the emotion(s) in child-birth must be divine.

Here follows my tribute to "
MOTHER" - synonym of LOVE...

I wont say my mummy is the best mummy in world... because whosoever gets to read this post will say "NO!! My MOM is the best"... so here goes for all dear moms...

I was born in your dreams; when you wanted to fly high; to reach for the stars... but somewhere you couldn't owing to circumsatnces..owing to life...You dreamt that day; that my daughter will do it for me...You met PAPA and then you both shared the same dream...I was born...You called me VANDITA...actually it was my grandmother who christened me...another connection with a Mother... Vandita means adorable; the one who is worshipped...What a beautiful name to start my life. It wasnt just the umbilical cord that connected me to you. It were your dreams; your passions; your experiences; your style and everything that I could grasp when I was in your womb.

And I was born a shy child; who never troubled you. I sat around quietly watching you managing the home, and you would keep talking to me though you knew I wouldnt understand. You would wake me up, dress me up like a doll and then gaze in admiration at your own creation. Everytime I messed up my face you would come running and wipe it with the corner of your "SARI". Well to be frank I dont even use my handkerchief before washing my hands and your using sari to make me look tidy again makes me feel so special.I held your hand and learnt to walk and today I stand on my feet because you taught me how to.

Everyday you would wake me up for school with a kiss and hug. Each morning you would inspire me for a new start. You would labouriosly make "paranthas" for my lunch box and sometimes the "big burger" on demand while others just brought bread-butter. I used to feel so proud during the lunch break when my friends used to surround me to have at least a look. I dont remeber whether I used to share my food, but I remember you used to make two lunch boxes so that I could treat my friends with your delicacies.I would come back from school and you would take my bag from my shoulders upto home. Lunch had to be special and heavy... AHH "Mother's Love" they say... and when it had "tinda - tourai" I always wished that the market- price would shoot - up...I hated you when you forcefully fed me those GREEN VEGETABLES (Good for Health). You would help me do the home-work and relentlessly demanded that I improve my handwriting... SORRY Mummy its worse now :D

and when came the Exams you would sit-up nights with me; helping me with solving Math problems; cramming up social studies answers and bribing me with a toffee to stay awake for "JUST ONE " more question. You never wished me "ALL THE BEST" for exams but you would religiously put "RED TIKA" on my forehead and give me "Sweetened Curd (dahi cheeni :P)... and I would still say "Wish me LUCK"!! When I came back home you would eagerly take the question paper and say "AH!! You know the answer to this question" and "How? Did you answer this one". I thought as if I was giving a re-exam :D and then came the ugly part where-in you would say "80/100 you'l manage" and I would say "NO!! I am expecting at least 90". Here you taught me the lesson "To give your best in whatever you do; but expect Less in return"... I cant express how much I used to dislike you for underestimating me but somehow you would convince me ; how important it was... SO!! What was the actual score I used to get... sometimes it was way above jubilating 90 ... sometimes unexpected 85 and sometimes disappointing 80. But you had already prepared me for 80 so it never hurt me so much... and surprisingly the score never went below 80...
As I grew up and subjects changed you could no longer help me with studies but you made it a point to sit besides me; either peeling peas for next morning or weaving a sweater which was far from over since two years :D... You would give me coffee, an occasional toffee or a simple pat on back. It really helped mummy. And I fail to understantd how you manged to know the exact time when I needed all this. Here you taught me to CARE; to LOVE.
Now; when I came back from exam you would just ask how was it... If I said excellent you would say "OK! Prepare for next" and if it was the other way round you'd say "At least there should be one paper to bring down the percentage". And you know what I secretly used to mark myself just the way you would but my marking was never as accurate as yours. Many a times during exams I fell ill and thought of skipping the exam. You said " It doesnt matter to me if you fail; but it matters if you dont complete the job given to you". I have taken exams with 104F fever ; running nose and red eyes. You taught me professionalism here; though you yourself never went to work.

You would still walk with me till the bus-stop a kilometer away from home; and if we saw the bus from the far end; it was you who used to run faster than me to stop it ; that too in "SARI!!!" How you did it all still remains a puzzle to me. While coming back from school you refused to pick my heavy bag.I thought why had you changed; you always carried my bag when I was a kid. Now I have understood - You were teaching me to be independent.

You would keep a check on kind of clothes I wore; made sure I never let open my hair and you oiled them regularly.You would warn me to stay away from that girl or boy in school. I used to feel so stifled; that you were trying to control my life. But when I dint listen to you ; I came across harsh-realties of LIFE. You wanted me to be able to judge people I bring in my life. You wanted my life to be safe; secure and happy and you never let loose any ends. But you always gave me my share of independence. You would convince PAPA to let me go for a picnic; sometimes faught with him and ensured I attended the LAST LATE NIGHT PARTY in school. You would let me buy clothes that I thought were fashionable and you thoght were sensible. You always amazingly struck the right balance. You seemed to know it all.

Often I used to talk endlessly about my day; many a times repeating the same old stories. You always had the patience to listen to them; advice me when I needed it; laugh with me at jokes and console me when I felt low. All this used to happen in kitchen ; you were teaching me the importance of quality time; time management; importance of being a listener. You taught me how silence can be used to magically heal a person and yes sideways I learnt a lot of recipies. Now, you are proud of my cooking. :)

I stepped into college and you taught me some basics. You warned me against the evils. But I failed to follow a lot of things you said. I failed you mummy. I literally went down the drain. You again came to my rescue. You pulled me through it. Whenever I refused to go to college; you would push me out of the comforts of home and chide me to face the world. You taught me to fight for myself. You taught me to stand for my rights. You taught me to love and accept myself; to stand strong amidst adversities. Mummy !! with you by my side I conquered it all. I came back...back with a bang...I surprised everyone...It was a new me - Confident,Couargeous,Righteous and Strong.I had realised that "It's the family that stands by your side through thick and thin". " Its the parents who love their children; no matter how bad they are...what wrongs they have done... They are always there... Like forever". I now knew the difference between right and wrong. I now knew that it was my family who was my prime importance and others were just an illusion. I had fallen and risen again. Now; I believed in every word you spoke..every rule you set and followed it. From then I had stopped lying to you. No matter how uncomfortable I felt about the truth; I would come and confess it to you. We had become friends.

There have been times when we sat in morning and at 11 am you saw the clock and said; with your gossips my entire day has been wasted. I would have finished half the work by now :P . I still try to fit in your lap ; I still try to play horse - ride on you. When you are busy working I still throw water on you. I still toss the lemons and off they go and hit your head. I chatter endlessly with you. And now you share your secrets with me. You tell me what you hate and what you like. When I cry; you cry... When I laugh your eyes gleam... When I dance you love it... at least Il loose some weight :D You tell me your dreams; your fears... your childhood; your friends and your naughty days... It all happens between us and I love it.

We are frank with each other; but sometimes I laugh at your innocence.. One day it took me an hour to explain to you about GAYS and LESBIANS...and you failed to understand and shunned it saying " Nobody can go against nature's laws! Its not possible... Today's generation has made it as a way to seek publicity or maybe its kind of fashion". All my efforts went in vain :( But its OK! I know its tough for you to understand.

Its tougher for me to understand how you manage to do all the sacrifices for me... When I go for shopping; you say just one thing "If you like it; take it... No point leaving it". And when it comes to buying something for yourself ; you say "I am growing old; it wont suit me". When both of us know that the reason is the attached price-tag. When you go to astrologer ; you ask about all of us.. but you... When I ask "why? dint ask about yourself"; you smile and say "You are my future".
Mummy you are my best friend... I wish to achieve all your unfullfilled dreams. I want to accomplish the great heights you have always wanted me to scale. I wish to make you proud... so that you can say "That's my daughter".

I thank Nani for making you the person you are... soft and strong...practical yet emotional...stiff yet flexible...
 thanx for being PERFECT!!
I want to be a MOTHER one day and I wish to be your reflection...

References :
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