Returning to Flickr right on my birthday after one horrible exam, 3 movies, almost a month and lots of tears, of joy and sorrow.
And this baby in my hands, is my parents' gift to me on my 21st birthday :) :)
The Canon 1000d.
Thank you Aai. Thank you Baba.
Monday, November 29, 2010
Returning to Flickr right on my birthday after one horrible exam, 3 movies, almost a month and lots of tears, of joy and sorrow.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
And then it was time to call up my grandparents and tell them about my score.. and what followed was nothing short of magical. It so happened that my mom had already told them of my score when I was talking to a friend and I was greeted by the most energetic voices of my grandparents over the phone who could not stop praising my performance at the exam and went on to tell me that I had worked hard, and God always rewards those who work hard.The conversation lasted for a couple of minutes but not once could I sense anything other than pride in those soft, soothing voices that belonged to my grandparents..
As I put the phone down, I knew, the results were out.
The results were out, I was very lucky.
Very lucky indeed.
To have this unconditional love,
I was blessed and God had made a distinction.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Blogging after a long hiatus..
It was a blogging hiatus of course, because I was occupied with exams and some other very uninteresting things.
As my favorite festival comes knocking again,
I share with you all this new photograph clicked by me.. this year, I have vowed not to indulge in bursting loud and polluting crackers and to have a totally eco-friendly Diwali. Enjoy the sweets, the festivities, the diyas, the warmth, the smiles on your relatives' faces, splurging on new clothes and getting gifts from your brothers on Bhai-dooj :)
Happy Diwali friends!
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Monday, September 6, 2010
Some of them are the lines from the song Arziyaan from the album Dilli 6.
So simple, yet so profound..
Asking God to fix your destiny.. *sigh*
दरारे दरारे माथे पे मौला
Monday, August 30, 2010
Sunday, August 29, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Cast: Ajay Devgn, Emraan Hashmi, Kangna Ranaut, Prachi Desai, Randeep Hooda
Director: Milan Luthria
Producer: Ekta Kapoor
Yes, Mumbai is spelt that way in the movie's title and I am sure this 'spelling' has been edited because of Ekta Kapoor and her immense belief in numerology. That's it - that's the most I can attack Ekta Kapoor after watching Once Upon A Time in Mumbaai because she has proved her point, she has shut up her critics, and how!
Friday, August 6, 2010
Apart from that,
have discovered the joy of multi-tasking once all over again - juggling college, departmental forum, CAT preparation, a media internship and what not. But it has been absolute fun! There is no doubt about that. Now I know what people mean when they say they wished there were more than 48 hours in a day!
That reminds me of some lines from one of my favorite songs Vienna by Billy Joel -
Monday, July 19, 2010
Monday, July 12, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
People LOOK so brutal, so dangerous, so rude, so annoying, so full of themselves, so vain, so proud, so arrogant.. and if something does not happen between you and that person concerned, you will remain with that 'idea' of them - whether it is right or wrong - justified or not justified..
From my experience,
People who look dangerous/brutal/rude/annoying/arrogant are sometimes the most wonderful human beings ever with some problems of their own which they do not want to discuss with anyone else. If you want to invest in something, invest in getting to know a person more - you will be surprised how much the results surprise and hearten you
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Now that I think of it, I don't know why I did it..
maybe the rain-induced humidity, irritation and delays got to me, the devil inside me snared up!
I should be feeling guilty, but I feel SO happy.
It is like getting back at ALL people who ever splashed water/mud on me on a rainy day!
Monday, June 14, 2010
This song makes me so nostalgic - transports me right back to my childhood where
the priorities were so different, when being happy was one of the easiest things in the world, when there was so much time to while away.. where scheming was nothing by innocent complaints to mom and dad about your sibling or cousin or friend..
This song REALLY makes me wonder how and why all this changed.. that too before I came to know of it. I feel the transition happened too soon. I've had a fantastic childhood, but the feelings that songs like these evoke, just make me wish I could have been able to hold on to those beautiful moments of carefreeness, of joy, a little bit more.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
I have realized.
For every mood, I have the song which always fits that frame of mind. I have an unique song for each and every possible mood that I know I can encounter - happiness, sadness, euphoria, betrayal, helplessness, philosophical, sentimental, loneliness.. every single mood, every single emotion.
It's funny, it's strange how a song can say so much..
Say and express so much that it feels like your song. Feels like it was written just for you..
That is the power of music, that is the power of that perfect song.. which always seems to mirror
your emotions and put them into words, into that wonderful melody.. which you can enjoy in peace, with your eyes closed.. when you're in peace with your emotions, the world, yourself.
No matter how long it lasts..
no matter how long the song lasts..
Thursday, June 3, 2010
Sunday, May 30, 2010
These two events, although unconnected have managed to make me aware of a lot of things, clear up a lot of misguided notions about life, it's fragility, of time racing against you and everyone else, of love and death, of conditions and terms, of fate and destiny. The Mangalore Air Crash and the horrific visuals relayed from the site of the crash was nothing short of appalling to someone like me who would have liked some sensitive reporting from the Indian media at the time of such crisis. It made me realize that there may be, there is a grander plan for all of us and there is a part that we all have to play, but let us not forget that the part to play could end tomorrow, for you never know which day is your last.
Sorry if I sound gloomy, but I'd rather take my mortality in good spirit and make the most of my life - no matter how short or how long it is. If there is ONE thing that the crash has taught me is to maximize all the happiness one can get in his/her lifetime and cherish those times, have no regrets and move on.
The second event is a happy one. Actually, it is one of those amazing times that I have spent with my cousins and extended family, one of those that just stays on in your heart. After a lot many years, 7 of us cousins were together for the summer vacations this time - one full week! What a feeling it was to feel the connect with these people I love, all over again. Such a great overwhelming emotion of being loved, being cherished..
And not only cousins, spending time with my extended family - a total of 35 people in the same house - was the perfect retreat I needed from a world full of conniving people ready to stab you in the back any moment. It was this summer that I rediscovered the joy of family and togetherness, this summer that I have realized, all over again, how lucky I am to get such a lovely family who love me unconditionally and will always do so. These things may not seem very important to people.. but for me, they are priceless..
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Movies like Udaan, made by a first timer, so good that it was included in an official selection at Cannes?
Is this a difficult choice?
The Indian media sure seems to have some messed up priorities!
Monday, May 17, 2010
Rejection, for the first-timer, is very difficult to take. The first dent that someone takes, the first rejection is indeed heartbreaking for most. Sometimes there does not seem anything beyond rejection : no matter how big or small. Sometimes, one rejection is enough to dissuade from taking up the cause or even something similar again in their entire life.When such a situation stares us in the face, it is is truly difficult to try and remain composed, leave optimistic.
I, for one, believe that everything is eventually a part of a grand design. If something was not obtained or achieved, it is because in the larger picture, there is something even better planned for you. This is my philosophy in life which has helped me get over a lot of downs in life. Don't worry if things are not looking that great - have faith in yourself and your abilities, start over - everything, and I mean everything will fall into place, yes, it will
Monday, May 10, 2010
stop myself .. stop myself from thinking about the sleeping arrangement in our trains, by which I meant the Indian Railways.. it has always interested me- these tactics, to fit in the most amount of people in the least amount of space available..
And as I tried to fall asleep on a side berth, my mind wandered off to other countries, thinking how the sleeping arrangements in those trains must be like?
For the uninitiated, the sleeping arrangement by Indian Railways looks like this -
If you know of the sleeping arrangements in trains of other countries, do share them with me..
Also equally welcome are your 'sleeping' experiences aboard the Indian Railways
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sometimes you make it very hard to love you
But most of the times,
you make it impossible not to.
There are those special moments,
when I realize that you are the perfect foil,
to me, and all that I have grown up to be in all these years,
you've seen me grow and change
I've seen you grow and change
and I remember when you tagged along wherever I asked you to
and now I see you happily surrounded by friends
and I get a tad jealous
wishing one of those people was me
But I know, somewhere deep inside,
You love me just the same,
You don't have to show it..
You don't.. because I love you too
I love you ..
Thursday, April 29, 2010
onslaught, after weeks of heat.. you see the big grey saviors in the sky..those grey clouds that make
you both scared and happy..
Scared because somewhere inside of you, a kid is still scared of thunder and lightning..
Happy because you can't wait to smell the earth the way it smells when the first
drops of rain hit the ground.. you look on as nature creates the perfect build up..
Before you know it, there are clouds everywhere.. circling in with great speed.. you can see
the sky go through unbelievable tones of the grayscale.. as you watch..you can feel yourself hold
your breath when the wind starts blowing.. when you can hear the howling.. the speed, the intensity..
Do you know what it feels like when after all this, the clouds pass over and there is not a single drop of rain?
Feels like someone ruined a perfect relationship.
Saturday, April 24, 2010
There is no greater pleasure in this world than to love and be loved
Am sure you got the meaning. I mean, there must be so many people out there who lose their hearts to somebody and they do not know where the relationship is heading, if there is any relationship or not, if there is a scope for any.. is it possible?
To be sure that the person you love thinks you of the same way must be one of the most difficult things in the world and the reason why I think so is because of my friends' accounts of their failed proposals to boys/girls and how they always thought that the other person loved them just the same. In such situations, I really don't know what to say because one thing is for sure.. there just cannot be anything comforting to say at this time rather than the cliched -
"Hey, atleast you know!"
What do you say to a friend who is in this situation? I would really like to know..
For I just cannot figure it out!
PS: Akansha, if you're reading this - am sorry if this blogpost seems similar to the one on your blog
but one of my friends really needs help :)
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
With that thought, I drove to my favorite bookstore and then my mother called me up and asked
me to get a book called "Games People Play" by Eric Berne. I agreed and went over to the information counter, telling him the name of the book which he then entered into the library management software on the computer.. this guy was a trainee..
1) Task 1 : Type in the name correctly
Thankfully, he did not mess up with the name and told me that the book was indeed available and strutted confidently over to a certain section of the bookstore. I was a happy girl.
2) Task 2 : Searching for the book
Clearly, this book was not about Travel and Cooking and that is why- after waiting for 5 minutes as this trainee guy searched in the wrong (apparently) column, I took a walk around and caught up with the glossies.. a good 15 minutes later, mr.trainee was searching in the philosophy section and I was almost pulling my hair out..
Finally, I lost my patience and asked him - "Excuse me, do you not know the genre the book belongs to?" and I was totally stunned to hear the answer which came almost instantly -
"Maam, there is no separate section for psychology books"
I didn't know whether to laugh or cry at this situation... however, I asked another trainee to speed up the search process..
3) Task 3 : Remembering the name
The other guy came to help mr.trainee out.. I sighed audibly and turned around as the other guy asked him the name of the book he was searching for.. and to my utter amazement, mr.trainee could not remember the name!
He said -
"Games played by someone... people are playing.. people's games.. something like that"
I stood there *jaw drop* .. in a BAD way!
And if that was not all, as I walked over to the regional section, I saw the hindi version of 'Chicken Soup for the soul' and .. wait for it.. it was named.. wait for it..
Aatma ke liye Amrut - pehla pyaala!
PS: They did not find the book.
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
So many of them that life throws our way ..
Is your answer another question?
Is your question another answer?
You may not always have it your way ..
Questions, questions .. so many imperfections ..
What do you do when a question encounter you may ..
Dont run away from those questions ..
You dont always need to run after perfection ..
Because at the end of the road ..
Life is a question ..
And only you have the answer..
Saturday, April 17, 2010
The moment the thought or the words reach my mouth, I shake it off..throwing out that very sensation out of my system as it reminds me of the time I have wasted because of this one word..the word called bore/boring. The word reminds me of all the things I could have done in the years gone by if I would have just gotten rid of the laziness and do all the things which were possible then and aren't possible now.
If I had not been so 'bored' when I was young, maybe the time spent with friends would be much more than the time spent on computer games with no outcome. I would have learnt a new language, learnt a new art, honed my cricket skills, learnt how to play a guitar..
Luckily or unluckily, I have realized now that even being bored is a luxury I can no longer afford and the day I will consider myself worthy of wasting time on the pretext of being bored will be the day when I have acheived something substantial in my life.
For the time being, I am learning Vedic mathematics, making new friends, investing in relationships, learning German and being an obedient disciple to my grandmother in her out of the world cooking sessions, whilst she teaches me how to cook all the things I love..
Miles to go before I sleep,
Miles to go before I sleep
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
1) The 'old' friends
There are some friends who used to be my world while I was in school. These people continue to have an important place in my life but sadly, our bond has not been able to grow into something else over time. These were my lifeline in school, my very first secret-keepers and my first girls. I still love them and all the fond memories that they have left in my heart, to be cherished forever.
2) The 'classic' friends
There are some friends who just 'click' , who you can tune with almost instantly. These are people who become your friends before you know it.. and as is the case with me, these friends remain the best - bringing out the best in me with their spontaneity.. and by just being who they are - no frills atached.
3) The 'phone-buddies'
There are some friends who I can talk to for hours and hourssss and enjoy conversations over the largest possible range of topics important in life. It is not that our interactions in real life are any less, but however, our telephonic conversations dominate
4) The virtual friends
People who I have seldom or never met in real life but people who I know inside out. Some of them are new to me and my life and I am still getting to know them. Virtual friends are the wittiest and the most 'fun' people ever.. because there dont have to be any restrictions in the interaction. Yay!
5) The 'coffee' friends
Friends to go out and have that perfect cuppa coffee with. Friends with no hang ups.. chilled out, relaxed and with time to spare. Absolutely great people to bare you heart out to and just enjoy and soak in the moments of togetherness and friendship
6) The 'friends' of friends
Friends of friends, aaaaaah .. the common discussion topic always happens to be the common friend. But mind you, friends of friends have the potential to grow into the most trusted confidantes as well!
7) The soul sisters
These are not just friends, they are much more..
These are my girls, who always know what to say and do; girls who will always hear me out and tell me what to do next. Girls who can always comfort me with their resounding laughter and the big wide warm smile. Girls who possess a part of my heart <3
And to all ALL these friends,
I just want to let you know - I am so happy and SO thankful to God for sending you all into
my life and making it such a wonderful journey. Thank you guys and gals for making this world a better place just by being in it
Friday, April 9, 2010
1) The 'Amul' ad..
Amul - the white revolution, Dr.Kurien.. Amul was undoubtedly one of the biggest brands of milk and milk products in India. This is undoubtedly one of the most sincere advertisements I have ever watched. Have been looking for the original song ever since. Amul <3
This is from the time when Shankar Mahadevan used to compose and sing for ad jingles.. and he ended up creating one of the sweetest melodies ever.. captures the joy and the happiness a Cadbury Dairy Milk can bring.. so so well!
3) Dhara cooking oil
Just one word for this - Jalebeeeeee <3
4) Bajaj automobiles
This one just goes to show how pure the advertising was in the 90s.. no frills, no sham.. but played on the emotional aspect of brand-building so so well.. Hamara kal, hamara aaj, hamara Bajaj <3
Just these for the time being people,
Will be back for more
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
I am REALLY upset that Blogger/blogspot supports such limited fonts =[
So, dearies - I have some uber cool font sites to fulfill all your font cravings <3
Try them out,
and do let me know how you liked them
Mwah.. lots of love..
If I were a month, I'd be December
If I were a day of the week, I'd be Monday (love the beginning of a brand new week)
If I were a time of day, I'd be be 8:00 (great time to wake up)
If I were a season, I'd be spring (blossom time!)
If I were a planet, I'd be Venus (beauty and much more)
If I were a sea animal, I'd be a dolphin <3
If I were a direction, I'd either NNW or SSW (hehe)
If I were a piece of furniture, I'd be the large floppy sofa set with recliner seats
If I were a liquid, I'd be Coca Cola :D
If I were a tree, I'd be an Oak tree (royal)
If I were a tool, I'd be a Swiss Knife
If I were an element, I'd be Hydrogen
If I were a gemstone, I'd be Ruby
If I were a musical instrument, I'd be the flute/sitar
If I were a color, it would be black
If I were a emotion, I'd be euphoria
If I were a fruit, I'd be an Alphonso mango
If I were a sound, I'd be the pitter patter of rain
If I were a car, I'd be the Volkswagen Beetle
If I were a food, I'd be Fettucine Alfredo
If I were a tasty, I'd be zingy
If I were a scent, I'd be the smell of petrol
If I were a pair of shoes, I'd be Nike =P
I tag Sugar Cube, Chengdi and Niraj to continue this
Monday, April 5, 2010
Me, 8 years old, and I come back from school one day to find my parents looking at me and my younger brother with that excited smile on their faces. We went upstairs and our parents stood in front of the couch on the side, we could not understand why. Only when my father moved his legs a little, was I introduced to the biggest wonder that a boy/girl can ever have - no, it's no video game, it's not a bicycle - it was the most adorable pup on the planet and we decided to name him Simba.
Simba was a bundle of joy, partial to my mother, VERY attentive to my father's commands who he treated as his master (incidentally - there is only one person in each family who the dog obeys unconditionally - who in the truest sense, is the dog's master) and always wagging his tail with joy. When he was tired and let his tongue out loose, you'd say he was smiling because that is what his face looked like.. there was never a dull moment with Simba around - who used to sneak under the dinner table for scraps, snuggle up on stranger's feet and go sleep on them, let small kids pull his ears and sit on him, run around like crazy when it was too hit, try and catch birds in the garden.. he was all this and more..
Simba gave me a lot of happiness and a lot of good memories but the biggest gift Simba gave me was to teach me how to be truly selfess and really love without expecation, love without reason and love with all your self. No matter what the time, Simba would come to me at one call. When I returned home from school, Simba would already be there, waiting at the fates, always - there was not a single day when Simba did not meet me at the gate/door when I came back from school; not a single day when he would let me get away without him licking my face crazy; not a single day when he would not tell me how much he loved me.
He was my first dog, he was my first pet - he was my baby. He was the first person in whose upbringing I was completely involved. He was the first person I talked to on my birthday, early in the mornings, just to watch him tilt his head and quirk his eyebrows. He was my best friend, the best listener, the true faithful.
When Simba died,
I was heartbroken, and I did not know what to do as I saw a set of strangers bury my beloved dog in the ground in front of my house. I bawled like a baby and the hurt has not gone yet. But that is the beauty of having pets, that is the irony -
You know, you always know that they are not going to outlive you,
And yet, yet they value you more than anyone else..
There are so many things my pets have taught me..
And the biggest one of them was to love
Thank you Simba, may you always rest in peace.
Thank you Snoopy, for being the angel who always listened.
Thank you Joy, for continuing to make my days with your twinkling eyes
Friday, April 2, 2010
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Cometh the hour,
Cometh the man..
Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar
Not just the captain of the Mumbai Indians, which is sitting pretty at the top of the table, but also one of the highest run-grossers of the tournament! Sample this - 303 runs from 6 innings - a staggering average of 60.60 and now his kitty boasts of 7 IPL fifties.. whoa!
If just numbers make up the stuff that pleases the commentators and shuts up the critics, this man has it all! He proves again and yet again, that age is just a number.. a wizard can display his magic anywhere..
And certainly -
Old is gold
That does feel good. Being a staunch Sachin loyalist, just had to get this out of my system. Go Sachin! Rock and roll!
Monday, March 29, 2010
1) Creating my own style
2) Leaving a mark
3) Black and white
4) Fresh dew on grass
5) Multicolored sunsets
6) Calm oceans
7) Comfortable bermuda shorts
8) Baggy jeans
9) Soulful music
10) Guitar chords
11) Selfless love
12) High speed internet
13) Shows that make me laugh - Big Bang Theory, How I met your mother, Sarabhai v/s Sarabhai
16) Spotless whites
17) Vanilla with hot chocolate
18) College fests
19) Penne and Fettucine
20) Ball room dancing
21) Deep brown eyes
22) Long black hair
23) A big wide smile
24) Resounding laughter
To be Continued..
Sunday, March 28, 2010
No, this is not a sentimental post and nor is it philosophical.It is just about the random things in life that always make me happy. It was just yesterday, that my mom gifted me a pair of beautiful Nike shoes - and as always, the shoes were perfect. However, when the procedure of trying out the new shoes and walking/running around in them had been done with, something happened and the box that the shoes came in, was turned upside down. This box was going straight to the dustbin if not for my intervention because I am always on the lookout for such quirky things.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Though it's a little late for this.. but yes.. the celebration for this man is never going to die. For me, he has transcended into something even bigger than the game - Sachin Ramesh Tendulkar.