Friday, August 31, 2007

Love you Papa..

My Dad spoils me crazy and I love him for it!! ;)

Yeh, I am the youngest of his three daughters and probably the most pampered one (I know each of us think that in our own right!)... At times I feel guilty of merely mentioning of wanting anything to Papa and he getting it for me. Once while talking to my parents I happened to say how spoilt I was and how they got me everything that I asked for... Here's what my dad said:

"Am happy that I am able to give what my children ask for... (shows how basic my demands are!! ;)) It has taken me time to reach here but I have."

And so I continue to give that joy of "giving" to Papa and making him happy!! ;)

P.S: I love my Dad for a lot more things than just spoiling me, but this one feels the best!!

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Momentary happiness..

The past week has been hectic even with Mr. Bully (read my boss) not around. But for once I am enjoying the work pressure after coming to this new work place of mine. There's no one to constantly nag me and bully me before the "Big Boss" and I have the freedom to work at my own pace... :)

I am working nearly 12 hours a day and yet having fun... But my days of happiness are short lived, he returns this Saturday!!

Dammit, why do the good times just seem to fly by??

Monday, August 27, 2007


On my last visit to home, I was forced by my mother to clean the drawers and cabinets of my study table. It’s a task I hate doing not because I am lazy or messy but because those cabinets are filled with memories that are at times a little painful to relive… Here’s what I found:

- Tons of cards and letters.
- Photographs of visit to the South on my school trip.
- Chocolate covers, loads of them!!
- Dried flowers.
- My slam books.
- Old journals.
- Friendship bands.
- Old test tubes!!
- All sorts of colour mediums- pencils, crayons, oil pastels, sketch pens, spray colours, markers…
- Old art files.
- More chocolate wrappings…
- “Love is...” clippings from newspapers, neatly stacked in an envelope…
- A (unused) diaper and a feeding bottle.
- Scribbled notes and doodles.
- My favorite poem “Daffodils” by William Wordsworth given to me by Ap during college.
- Chewed old pens and pencils.
- Old gift-wrappings.
- Old birthday pictures.
- Clippings of graphics and layouts that interested me back then…
- A copy of Jonathan Livingston Seagull by Richard Bach.
- A pendant.
- Memories…

Rummaging through my cabinets took me down the memory lane and I relived almost a decade, cherished a thousand moments and appreciated all that I had in life: my friends, all those happy and sad times… Am so nostalgic!!

P.S: My cabinets still remain in that state of total chaos.. ;)

Monday, August 20, 2007

Welcome to Haryana!!

Staying in Gurgaon, a part of Haryana, the “femme fatale” here have to undergo a zillion trials posed by the supremely ruling male ego… They leave no opportunity to harass, bully and infuriate you by their open display of chauvinism. God forbid, if you are victimized, there would be no way out of it accept withdrawing gracefully or apologizing, even if it isn’t you mistake. And terror strikes if you have the audacity to disagree with them or show the slightest inclination to fight back for then you are subjected to harassment, abuse and even violence at times…

The above is an outpour of my anger at the incident that happened yesterday. My roomy and me were driving to someplace, the road to which is particularly bumpy and hence requires a lot of steering the car if one wants to avoid getting into huge potholes. Suddenly I hear an abuse followed by an instruction to stop the car. Fearing I had hurt someone, I stopped immediately and was surrounded by about eight men in an instant. They began screaming that I wasn’t driving properly. When I dared to ask what wrong had I done, this guy comes up with that while steering away from a humungous pothole, “on a straight road”, I hadn’t given an indicator. However, either of the cars showed no signs of damage and hence I dared to argue back. A mistake I realized soon enough when these people started raising their voices and I could see aggression in their eyes.

Slightly shaken, we apologized only to hear “bas aisa boliye na ki aapki galti hai”. All of them withdrew and we witnessed the ultimate of Haryanavi male ego.

However, this was not the end of it… As luck would have it, I bumped into the same set in the market and got to hear the comment: “marron kya??” (should I hit her?), while the other one answered: “rehne de!!”. We got pretty shaken and ended up running from the place.

Don’t know what should I be thinking by the end of it all… Can men go to this extent to prove their physical power over females? Would anybody have stood up had something happened? It gives me shudders to think of the answers…

Sunday, August 19, 2007

Lesson of the Day!!

Life's like the tangled wires of my earphones set: the more you hurry untangling it, the more twisted they get...

But if you are patient and take it easy, you tidy it all in a bit...

Thursday, August 16, 2007

My favorite Doodle!! ;)

With nothing to do and a paper and pencil in hand, I doodle/ scribble/ jot down things... Above is one of the cartoons I love doing.

Usually its not this refined but without a scanner and the whole of holiday at my disposal, I used Corel Draw to squiggle a bit!! ;)

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Strange are the ways of Life..

You begin talking to a complete stranger and you connect. In that unknown person you find a friend, a confidante, a soul barer. Its easy sharing your thoughts because the fear of being jugded, of being gossiped about does not exist. You confide beacuse this friendship which has no face, no identity, no expectations is secure, safe... You are learning new things, growing...

Years pass, time goes by and the bond strengthens. You start trusting, relying, getting dependant to an extent. Then BANG!! It all evaporates, the friend- once stranger is looking for more, more than that can be given, "more" that is impossible!!

Have you lost a friend??

Monday, August 13, 2007

Random Thoughts.

I have been staying in the hospital for past one week and with nothing better to do, have been pondering on the state of my past/ present only to come to the following conclusion:

- My life is what I've made of it.
- Although things haven't gone my way, especially at the relationships front, I've lost the bitterness of the past year. I am glad that the people who've stuck by me, have; and am glad that the ones who left me have done me good too. :)
- I feel more secure now, more in my skin.
- My parents are awesome and so are my siblings. Love you all!!
- Saw how my parents stand by each other, saw how much my dad loves mom and how they communicate it without a word, even a gesture. This re-affirms my belief in the institution of marriage.
- My job is good, can do a lot with this kind of work experience.
- Am not sure if I want to get married right now, short-listing of guys has begun at home!!
- I have the freedom to choose. ;)
- Am content, mom's operation went well.
- I hope things get sorted out on the family front.
- Things are going smooth so far...wondering whats going to disrupt it all. Am keeping my fingers crossed.

Probably none of it makes sense to anyone, to me its the current state of affairs in my life.

Thursday, August 02, 2007

Whats with me??

Will I ever be loved/important enough for anyone to write a post on me or merely mention me in one??