just got my hair chopped.. n for once i liked it.. thanx harsh.. for the lovely cut...
n eagerly waiting for fairys arrival to mumbai... come soonnnnn girl..
laterzz all
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
latest haircut
just got my hair chopped.. n for once i liked it.. thanx harsh.. for the lovely cut...
n eagerly waiting for fairys arrival to mumbai... come soonnnnn girl..
laterzz all
Saturday, December 16, 2006
more pics...
now look at my sweetheart hriday.. muahhh babyy...
n here hridays 'fia'.. thats me...
thats dhairya with his mom.. n garfield... :))
eweee... thats me after the diwali pooja.. tired!!!!
n look at hriday again!!!... throwing a kiss at me.. hehehe... muahhhhhhh again...
laterzz all
Friday, December 08, 2006
lip lock
i take back my words... that is after watching dhoom 2... i had always maintained that indian stars didnt know how to smooch (other than the karishma-aamir kiss in raja hindustani)... n (thank god) i was proved wrong this time...
if u havent watched the film i would suggest u go watch it for the kiss... its really well shot... n done in a superb manner... i had always felt that ash was real cold in most of her films... n this one shot has changed my opinion about her.. i think shes only acting cold most of the times... specially after what she went through with salman... its like she has built walls all around her and only very very few people can climb over... shes acting plastic most of the times now... thats sad.. really sad... look what stardom can do to u... she has changed her whole personality... acts dumb (which she isnt)... tones her body so much that u feel as if shes a sculptors creation... (too perfect for me... duhhh)... and the worse... giggles too much... (stop it girl u look real silly)...
as for hritik.. he saves a dud film... n is looking real hot... hotter than abhishek too.. (yeah a true abhishek fan saying this... so u better believe me)...
nothing much in the movie other than this... but go watch it anyways... the lip lock sizzles!!!
Friday, November 24, 2006
dhairyas birthday pictures
yummmyy.. isnt it??... we celebrated my nephew dhairyas birthday party and got some nice pics... so here they go...
we had the theme of 'krishna' n most of the kids were dressed as krishna... oh yeah n thats me in the blue sari :)))... n then heres dhairya dressed as chotu krishna... isnt he a sweetheart???... he didnt want to wear the whole dress.. n was crying... uffff he ever threw away his crown!!!... luckily we got a pic of him smiling...
we had games for everyone... i even won a game.. a couple game that too... (winks)... we had return gifts for the kids... a flute (Lord Krishna's favourite musical instrument) and a beautiful Krishna key chain...
ohhhh n how can i forget my other favourite nephews hriday (in blue) n raheil (in yellow)?... oh look at their faces!!! slurpppppp... when do we eat the cake haan???
this reminds me of a funny episode that happened when i got engaged.. my cousins had ordered a huge cake for the ceremony... n after the cake cutting ceremony they pushed the table to one side of the stage and finished the whole 3 kg cake in 5 mins... they didnt even offer it to anyone!!!.. my husband still screams that his friends didnt get to eat the cake that day... lolllll... thats my family... all cakeoholics!!!!
hope you enjoyed the pics... laterzzz then
Saturday, October 14, 2006
SANTHARA : CONFUSION GALORE!
'Santhara' is a practice (in jainism) of giving up the materialistic wants in life... from food to water to all ur possessions.. there has been a lot of misconception about this practice... unlike sati, where the woman is asked to burn herself on her husbands pyre (most of the time forcefully), santhara is a spiritual practice where a person gives up everything on his own free will and only after he has completed all his responsibilities in life or if he is critically ill... i came across an article by Shri Surendra Bothra a few days back n would like to share it with all of u...
Santhara is neither a cause nor an instrument of death. It is a name given to the last part of an elaborate Jain spiritual practice called Sallekhana or Samlekhana (ultimate vow). The meaning of the term Sallekhana is: to properly emaciate passions and body. Santhara literally means a bed of hay; the practice derives the name because when the time of death approaches the aspirant sits or lies down on a bed of hay renouncing all possessions, attachment and intake. The reflection of this practice can be seen in every household when a person is brought down from his cot to a mattress on the ground during presumed last moments of his life.
The oldest, authentic and first mention of Sallekhana is found in Acharanga Sutra, accepted by Shwetambar Jains as the first sermon of Bhagavan Mahavir. According to philologists the first Shrutskandh of Acharanga Sutra depicts the earliest phase of Jainism of about 3 rd century BC. It is the oldest available text in Jain tradition. All other discussions about Sallekhana belong to later periods. Here is whatAcharanga states --"If an ascetic realizes that now it is gradually becomingimpossible for him to sustain the body for his essential (ascetic) duties, he should gradually reduce his food intake through austerities. While reducing the food intake he should also reduce his passions. After reducing passions he should acquire mental serenity. Becoming thin by honing both sides, body and passion, like a plank of wood, that ascetic should make himself stable (free of agitations of body and mind) and rise (prepare to embrace meditational death or Samadhi Maran). If that ascetic has enough energy to walk, he should go to a village, city, … or capital (any populated place) and beg for hay or a stack of straw. When he gets a stack of straw he should retire into seclusion … … He should then thoroughlyclean that spot and make a bed of straw ( Santhara) there. Now he shouldoccupy the straw-bed and observe itvarik fast (fasting for a predeterminedperiod)." ( Acharanga Sutra 8/6/225)
There is a code defining conditions and circumstances when this spiritual practice can be accepted. " Sallekhana is done in circumstances like drought, old age, incurable fatal disease, and gradual depletion of the strength of the body." (Ratankarandak Shravakachar 122). Unlike suicide that is done in an agitated state of mind, Sallekhana is accepted in a peaceful state of mind and after much deliberation as well as seeking permission from family members and the guru. According the commentary on Acharanga Sutra there are two specialprovisions – 1. If an ascetic observing sallekhana practices gets sick, unconscious, or dizzy due to lack of food and nutrition, he should stoprigorous austerities, terminate the sallekhana process and accept food. 2. If he develops an aversion for food or has lack of appetite, he should give up food.
The practice loses its spiritual value if there is intent of death at any time during this practice. In fact desire for death is listed as one of the faults in practice of Sallekhana. "An ascetic, who is practicing sallekhana or anashan, should neither desire to live nor pray for death. He should remain detached both from life and death ( Acharanga Sutra 8/8/233)
Sallekhana is a spiritual practice dissociating one's mind from the body in order to attain a tranquil and equanimous state of mind; something like Samadhi. Death in such serene state of mind is classified as Samadhi maran (meditational death), which is common to almost all religions. In this practice there is no invitation to death. It is, in fact, detached and serene acceptance of the inevitable. The only connection Sallekhana has with death is that it is a practice, preparatory toembracing death, employed in terminal conditions.
In medical parlance it is nearest to the condition of a patient in painful terminal condition put on sedatives. Doctors say that nothing can be done to cure him. They just inform him about an estimated survival period, stop almost all treatment and leave the patient to his own fate.Heavy dosage of sedatives is given neither for cure nor for prolonging life but to reduce his suffering. In other words, they try to put the patient, awaiting death, in a tranquil state of mind. Sallekhana is similar to thiscondition. The difference is that the former is induced by a drug and is a state of stupor. The latter is self induced and fully conscious state; something like self-hypnosis.
It is also something like extended practices of chanting mantras or holy words to a dying person, feeding holy water to a dying person, taking the patient for a pilgrimage, and many other such practices of providing peaceful and pleasant atmosphere prior to death. These practices in one form or the other are common to all religious and social communities throughout the world. Opposing such time tested religious and social customs legally or socially could be termed as sentiment-driven acts mostly based on ignorance. They tend to end as damp squibs if not back-fire.
Death is inevitable and unpredictable. It may occur at any time and in any circumstance. Can we prohibit all activities that were being done just before death? Every act, condition or state preceding death cannot be branded as instrumental to death, killing or suicide. If this happens, all acts of tapasya, sadhana, and even medical and surgical interventions where rate of survival is less than 20 percent (some cases of neurosurgery) will have to be called attempt to suicide or kill.
Answers to some questions should be sought before interfering with this accepted religious custom:
When it is a voluntary and self administered act, how can it be called killing?Is it possible and practical to put every terminal patient in hospital on life support system? Does it happen?
Why not compare the rate of death of ailing patients and the life support systems available in hospitals throughout the country?
Fasting is a very common practice in Jains. Fasting even for a much longer period than reported in such cases of Santhara is very common. How fasting by Jains can be branded as a method of suicide? Moreover, why not find out how many cases of suicide attempts by fasting have been reported all around the world? When it is not killing and when it is difficult to call it suicide why oppose it? Why not undertake religious, social and legal studies before taking such impulsive steps?
laterzz all
Santhara is neither a cause nor an instrument of death. It is a name given to the last part of an elaborate Jain spiritual practice called Sallekhana or Samlekhana (ultimate vow). The meaning of the term Sallekhana is: to properly emaciate passions and body. Santhara literally means a bed of hay; the practice derives the name because when the time of death approaches the aspirant sits or lies down on a bed of hay renouncing all possessions, attachment and intake. The reflection of this practice can be seen in every household when a person is brought down from his cot to a mattress on the ground during presumed last moments of his life.
The oldest, authentic and first mention of Sallekhana is found in Acharanga Sutra, accepted by Shwetambar Jains as the first sermon of Bhagavan Mahavir. According to philologists the first Shrutskandh of Acharanga Sutra depicts the earliest phase of Jainism of about 3 rd century BC. It is the oldest available text in Jain tradition. All other discussions about Sallekhana belong to later periods. Here is whatAcharanga states --"If an ascetic realizes that now it is gradually becomingimpossible for him to sustain the body for his essential (ascetic) duties, he should gradually reduce his food intake through austerities. While reducing the food intake he should also reduce his passions. After reducing passions he should acquire mental serenity. Becoming thin by honing both sides, body and passion, like a plank of wood, that ascetic should make himself stable (free of agitations of body and mind) and rise (prepare to embrace meditational death or Samadhi Maran). If that ascetic has enough energy to walk, he should go to a village, city, … or capital (any populated place) and beg for hay or a stack of straw. When he gets a stack of straw he should retire into seclusion … … He should then thoroughlyclean that spot and make a bed of straw ( Santhara) there. Now he shouldoccupy the straw-bed and observe itvarik fast (fasting for a predeterminedperiod)." ( Acharanga Sutra 8/6/225)
There is a code defining conditions and circumstances when this spiritual practice can be accepted. " Sallekhana is done in circumstances like drought, old age, incurable fatal disease, and gradual depletion of the strength of the body." (Ratankarandak Shravakachar 122). Unlike suicide that is done in an agitated state of mind, Sallekhana is accepted in a peaceful state of mind and after much deliberation as well as seeking permission from family members and the guru. According the commentary on Acharanga Sutra there are two specialprovisions – 1. If an ascetic observing sallekhana practices gets sick, unconscious, or dizzy due to lack of food and nutrition, he should stoprigorous austerities, terminate the sallekhana process and accept food. 2. If he develops an aversion for food or has lack of appetite, he should give up food.
The practice loses its spiritual value if there is intent of death at any time during this practice. In fact desire for death is listed as one of the faults in practice of Sallekhana. "An ascetic, who is practicing sallekhana or anashan, should neither desire to live nor pray for death. He should remain detached both from life and death ( Acharanga Sutra 8/8/233)
Sallekhana is a spiritual practice dissociating one's mind from the body in order to attain a tranquil and equanimous state of mind; something like Samadhi. Death in such serene state of mind is classified as Samadhi maran (meditational death), which is common to almost all religions. In this practice there is no invitation to death. It is, in fact, detached and serene acceptance of the inevitable. The only connection Sallekhana has with death is that it is a practice, preparatory toembracing death, employed in terminal conditions.
In medical parlance it is nearest to the condition of a patient in painful terminal condition put on sedatives. Doctors say that nothing can be done to cure him. They just inform him about an estimated survival period, stop almost all treatment and leave the patient to his own fate.Heavy dosage of sedatives is given neither for cure nor for prolonging life but to reduce his suffering. In other words, they try to put the patient, awaiting death, in a tranquil state of mind. Sallekhana is similar to thiscondition. The difference is that the former is induced by a drug and is a state of stupor. The latter is self induced and fully conscious state; something like self-hypnosis.
It is also something like extended practices of chanting mantras or holy words to a dying person, feeding holy water to a dying person, taking the patient for a pilgrimage, and many other such practices of providing peaceful and pleasant atmosphere prior to death. These practices in one form or the other are common to all religious and social communities throughout the world. Opposing such time tested religious and social customs legally or socially could be termed as sentiment-driven acts mostly based on ignorance. They tend to end as damp squibs if not back-fire.
Death is inevitable and unpredictable. It may occur at any time and in any circumstance. Can we prohibit all activities that were being done just before death? Every act, condition or state preceding death cannot be branded as instrumental to death, killing or suicide. If this happens, all acts of tapasya, sadhana, and even medical and surgical interventions where rate of survival is less than 20 percent (some cases of neurosurgery) will have to be called attempt to suicide or kill.
Answers to some questions should be sought before interfering with this accepted religious custom:
When it is a voluntary and self administered act, how can it be called killing?Is it possible and practical to put every terminal patient in hospital on life support system? Does it happen?
Why not compare the rate of death of ailing patients and the life support systems available in hospitals throughout the country?
Fasting is a very common practice in Jains. Fasting even for a much longer period than reported in such cases of Santhara is very common. How fasting by Jains can be branded as a method of suicide? Moreover, why not find out how many cases of suicide attempts by fasting have been reported all around the world? When it is not killing and when it is difficult to call it suicide why oppose it? Why not undertake religious, social and legal studies before taking such impulsive steps?
laterzz all
Friday, September 22, 2006
my short lived acting career
sometimes we come across such people or episodes in our life which r simply funny... or maybe they leave us stunned... or with a 'dont know what to do' feeling...
im sure all of us have come across such times in our life.. some days back this episode just came to my mind.. it happened many years back when i was in college... its funny no doubt about it.. but i still dont know what to make out of it... so here it goes...
i was in degree college then... n had just completed some class... i was returning home n was waiting for a bus... now im such a kind of person that i dont really bother whos around me.. i dont really 'see' around.. always in my own world... so i didnt notice this man who was standing next to me...
when i entered the bus he sits next to me... i was going through my notes when he starts talking to me... first he says hi but then i didnt bother to respond...
after a while he says, "hey have u ever thought about acting as a career?"
i look at him n say, "no"
he says, "im a director of a movie n would like to have u take up auditions for my next film"
now obviously i thought he was fooling around... i gave him a dirty look n said i wasn't interested... he sat silent for a while... then he opened his bag n showed me some documents... they looked genuine to me.. about some movie he was making...
then he says, "y r u scared?"
i say, "im not "
he says, "look... if its about ur parents i can talk to them.. let me just speak to them"
now i get bugged... luckily my stops near.. so i get up.. say i have to leave.. but he follows me... he gets off too... i get darn pissed.. i ask him not to follow me... he again asks me if its about my parents... n then i stop him midway..
i tell him, "look mister whoever u r... i aint interested in acting... my parents decision comes later... i hope u get this in ur thick head that i do not want to act!... n now dare u follow me.. i'll go call the cops"
he was so stunned.. he didnt know what to say... (i can throw a lot of attitude when i want to)... i turn my back to him n just go home... by the time mom opens the door im laughing away to glory... she thinks i've lost it... n asks me what happened... i tell her the whole tale n she too bursts out laughing... but then we all know how moms r... after a min she says... y did u talk to him!!... y did u answer him!!.. what if he has followed u home!!!...
i had to pacify her for a long time after that... but this episode sure brings a smile on my face... alrite i know its nice to feel people think u look good... but the best part was the expression on his face when i left him... ohhhh give me one more chance n id say the same thing n see him stunned :p
laterzzz all... keep smiling :))))
im sure all of us have come across such times in our life.. some days back this episode just came to my mind.. it happened many years back when i was in college... its funny no doubt about it.. but i still dont know what to make out of it... so here it goes...
i was in degree college then... n had just completed some class... i was returning home n was waiting for a bus... now im such a kind of person that i dont really bother whos around me.. i dont really 'see' around.. always in my own world... so i didnt notice this man who was standing next to me...
when i entered the bus he sits next to me... i was going through my notes when he starts talking to me... first he says hi but then i didnt bother to respond...
after a while he says, "hey have u ever thought about acting as a career?"
i look at him n say, "no"
he says, "im a director of a movie n would like to have u take up auditions for my next film"
now obviously i thought he was fooling around... i gave him a dirty look n said i wasn't interested... he sat silent for a while... then he opened his bag n showed me some documents... they looked genuine to me.. about some movie he was making...
then he says, "y r u scared?"
i say, "im not "
he says, "look... if its about ur parents i can talk to them.. let me just speak to them"
now i get bugged... luckily my stops near.. so i get up.. say i have to leave.. but he follows me... he gets off too... i get darn pissed.. i ask him not to follow me... he again asks me if its about my parents... n then i stop him midway..
i tell him, "look mister whoever u r... i aint interested in acting... my parents decision comes later... i hope u get this in ur thick head that i do not want to act!... n now dare u follow me.. i'll go call the cops"
he was so stunned.. he didnt know what to say... (i can throw a lot of attitude when i want to)... i turn my back to him n just go home... by the time mom opens the door im laughing away to glory... she thinks i've lost it... n asks me what happened... i tell her the whole tale n she too bursts out laughing... but then we all know how moms r... after a min she says... y did u talk to him!!... y did u answer him!!.. what if he has followed u home!!!...
i had to pacify her for a long time after that... but this episode sure brings a smile on my face... alrite i know its nice to feel people think u look good... but the best part was the expression on his face when i left him... ohhhh give me one more chance n id say the same thing n see him stunned :p
laterzzz all... keep smiling :))))
Tuesday, September 05, 2006
math facts
* a googol is 10 raised to the power of 100 or 1 followed by 100 zeroes. another very large number is googolplex which is 10 raised to the power of 10 raised to the power of 100 or 10 raised to the power of a googol.
* Abacus is considered as the oldest tool used for mathematical calculations. it was discovered in china some 5000 years ago.
* Thomas Malthus quoted "the world population increases in geometrical ratio and food only in arithmatical ratio."
* Euclid is called the father of geometry. he was a greek mathematician who taught geometry at the Museum of Alexandria in egypt around 300 b.c.
* Archimedes used his inventions to help defend his country. When he was old his country was defeated in a war against romans. he was studying a circle drawn on the sand when an enemy soldier charged into his room.when he shouted "dont step upon my circles", the infuriated soldier slew him with his sword!
* Brahmagupta is considered as the founder of numerical analysis. he framed laws to solve simple and quadratic equations. his famous book is 'brahma sphuta sidhanta'.
* Bhaskara said that if a number is divided by 0 the result is infinity. he is known as the founder of calculus. his famous books are 'siddhanta siromani' and 'karanakutuhala'
interesting isnt this? if anyone knows some site which gives me details of 'bearings' please offline me... thanks
laterzz all
* Abacus is considered as the oldest tool used for mathematical calculations. it was discovered in china some 5000 years ago.
* Thomas Malthus quoted "the world population increases in geometrical ratio and food only in arithmatical ratio."
* Euclid is called the father of geometry. he was a greek mathematician who taught geometry at the Museum of Alexandria in egypt around 300 b.c.
* Archimedes used his inventions to help defend his country. When he was old his country was defeated in a war against romans. he was studying a circle drawn on the sand when an enemy soldier charged into his room.when he shouted "dont step upon my circles", the infuriated soldier slew him with his sword!
* Brahmagupta is considered as the founder of numerical analysis. he framed laws to solve simple and quadratic equations. his famous book is 'brahma sphuta sidhanta'.
* Bhaskara said that if a number is divided by 0 the result is infinity. he is known as the founder of calculus. his famous books are 'siddhanta siromani' and 'karanakutuhala'
interesting isnt this? if anyone knows some site which gives me details of 'bearings' please offline me... thanks
laterzz all
Tuesday, August 22, 2006
alien attack wanted
it scares me sometimes... to see all these attacks on innocent people... children, women, elders, men... killed for no fault of theirs... bomb blasts... liquid bombs... what is this world coming to?... where are we going??
i wonder what runs through these terroists mind?... how can they kill like this?... sometimes i wonder... do i need to give birth to a child in this environment?... will my child be safe when such people r running wild killing innocent people?.. will my child grow up n feel secure to move about?...
im sorry but i dont think so... i dont believe theres a chance for kids these days... todays kids will be living in terror 10 years down the line... they will have to learn to secure themselves... learn to fight... learn to kill...
is that what i want?... NO WAY...
there r only 2 ways that i can think of to be secure...
one... run away to the villages... atleast the people there r safe...
two... if aliens attack us...
i know this one sounds like some insane idea.. but thats the only way humans will unite... have u noticed.. two brothers fighting all the time???... and then when theres an external threat they unite?
havent we heard about people of one country fighting among themselves but when theres some other country thats attacking they all become one???
in the same way i think if aliens attack us we will all become one... who would care if ur a hindu or a muslim??.. a christian or a jew???... then we will know we are all humans... we will all come together n fight them...
thats the only way according to me... UNITY WANTED...
laterzz all... with a heavy n insecure heart
i wonder what runs through these terroists mind?... how can they kill like this?... sometimes i wonder... do i need to give birth to a child in this environment?... will my child be safe when such people r running wild killing innocent people?.. will my child grow up n feel secure to move about?...
im sorry but i dont think so... i dont believe theres a chance for kids these days... todays kids will be living in terror 10 years down the line... they will have to learn to secure themselves... learn to fight... learn to kill...
is that what i want?... NO WAY...
there r only 2 ways that i can think of to be secure...
one... run away to the villages... atleast the people there r safe...
two... if aliens attack us...
i know this one sounds like some insane idea.. but thats the only way humans will unite... have u noticed.. two brothers fighting all the time???... and then when theres an external threat they unite?
havent we heard about people of one country fighting among themselves but when theres some other country thats attacking they all become one???
in the same way i think if aliens attack us we will all become one... who would care if ur a hindu or a muslim??.. a christian or a jew???... then we will know we are all humans... we will all come together n fight them...
thats the only way according to me... UNITY WANTED...
laterzz all... with a heavy n insecure heart
Thursday, August 03, 2006
z00n the bug
z00n the bug... do i need to say more about this crazy man??... i know him since a long time now... from my early blogging days... i jumped on his blog through a friends blog n the minute i read his posts i was on a laughing spree... be it his crazy obsession with the smooching scene in titanic.. to his desperation to watch desperate housewives on star movies... or even his crazy antics about marrying a blogger... i have read it all n laughed and laughed...
he was one of the founding members of the 000nie club which created waves on blogspot.. oh and i remember the number of people who wanted to join the club... and his cute turtle who he called m00nie... lol
i remember the days when all of us would try to outdo each other to read n comment on his blog first... and the way all the girls would flirt with him... ohhh those were the days!!! sigh!!!
a year back we even celebrated his birthday party... with cake n pizzas... oh yummy... n all the 00nies who weren't in mumbai were heartbroken as they couldn't attend the party...
this seems so long long ago now doesnt it?
its z00ns birthday today... n he has left for manchester... a new job.. a new place.. new friends...
z00n i hope u never forget us... we have been good friends... n have had so much fun together... whose leg will we pull when we meet next?... n who would call me m00niepiez now???
awww i miss him so much... and i am happy i met him a few days back to celebrate his leaving india (which he wanted to do so desperately) and also to celebrate his birthday... i hope he has a lovely life ahead.. and i hope he meets some nice girl who he wants to marry (n who wants to marry him ofcoz)... hehe
by the way z00n... do tell us when u r coming back to india... remember u promised to shop for us???.. we will send u a long long list... promiseeee
hugzzz n all the best...
happy birthday again...
laterzz all
Thursday, July 20, 2006
banned
india has banned blogspot browsing... i hope to return soon
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http://www.blogslinger.com/
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Friday, June 30, 2006
misti doi - the malaster
i love calling her misty doi... the beautiful bengali babe... z00n calls her malaster... (she isnt one ofcoz)... old bloggers know her as zombie... and all on indiatimes know her as cheeku milkshake...
shes got the cutest smile... and a super cool heart... (just like the doi)... and i know so many guys who have got a crush on her... shhh mala dont ask who... top secret... one of them will kill me if he ever knows i leaked this... (i wish he doesnt visit my blog for a few days)...
so here is the girl... the one who came from delhi twice earlier and stole our hearts... n i guess we stole hers too... so she decided to shift to mumbai... yippie... welcome to mumbai girl..
its her birthday today... and she is away from her close friends in delhi... shes working today too.. (i dont like this at all)...
happy birthday sweety...
i know it must feel so lonely to be on your own on your birthday... away from friends and family... away from all those who u have been with on your birthday all these years... but i hope u dont feel too lonely here... ur not celebrating alone...
look out of the window... the rains are celebrating your birthday... isnt it beautiful???... i so wanted to take u to the beach today... i had planned this since the day u told me ur going to be here on your birthday... but then things got a little haywire... sorry sweety.. some other time... pucca...
we'll surely celebrate ur birthday as soon as utsy is back and i am up on my feet... hugzzzz baby... have a lovely day...
laterzzzz
Sunday, June 25, 2006
for the k00kie of my eyes
happy birthday to the most beautiful soul i have met at blogville... hugzzz sweety.. have a lovely day... i was wondering what i should write for u.. no words are enough to describe u... no words r enough to express what i want to say... i am no writer.. i am no poet.. so here goes an extract of a poem i read a long long time ago... whenever i read this one i always think of u... hope u like it...
look this is absurd
the way poets talk
about women
as weak and winsome
weak? are you mad?
just a careless fling of
their tresses
or a sly glance
can seduce even the stubbornest of God.
no, she needs no lessons
on how to use her wiles
to steal his heart.
some flowers simply wait
for the bee to come,
to come and be trapped -
knowing it cannot fly away.
look!
rain clouds, frame her face
with dark ominous tresses
peacocks play beneath them
on the mountain slopes.
look!
white petals snow
where can this gypsy rest
his gaze?
by pritish nandy
hot isnt this??... lol... have a blast... n miss me.... hugzzz
laterzzz
Friday, June 16, 2006
my best friends wedding
(this is for a very good friend who is getting married in some days... i am writing this in advance so that he can read this before he gets too busy to get online)
i sometimes dont know what to write to u... i sometimes dont know what i want to say to u (u do get me angry so many times)... n sometimes i go on blabbering and blabbering... this is u and me... laughing and crying... smiling and happy sometimes... sad n brooding some other times... its been some years since i have known u... n u have been there for me whenever i needed u... we have been happy together on our achievements in life (remember the online party we had when u passed ur mba exams?) ... we have been sad together on all the problems that u or i have faced... i am sure there wont be anyone like u for me... you r moving on... to a wonderful life ahead... i hope u forget the fact that u hated the word 'marriage'... because u r getting married to a beautiful girl there... call it Gods will... or call it a coincidence... we have never met... but i have met her... i dont know how it happened... and i am amazed that i even realised that it was her when i first saw her... believe me when i say that she is really beautiful... and she is going to make ur life as beautiful... all the best to u...here are some words that i love and write for many of my very close friends who get married... this one is for u and her... have a lovely wedding n do miss me a little :p
Most people get married believing a myth - that marriage is a beautiful box full of all the things they have longed for : companionship, sexual fulfillment, intimacy, friendship. The truth is that marriage at the start, is an empty box. You must put something in before you can take anything out. There is no love in marriage; love is in people and people put it into marriage. There is no romance in marriage, people have to infuse it into their marriage.
A couple must learn the art and form the habit of giving, loving, serving, praising - keeping the box full.
If you take out more than you put in - the box will be empty.
by J. Allan Peterson
i sometimes dont know what to write to u... i sometimes dont know what i want to say to u (u do get me angry so many times)... n sometimes i go on blabbering and blabbering... this is u and me... laughing and crying... smiling and happy sometimes... sad n brooding some other times... its been some years since i have known u... n u have been there for me whenever i needed u... we have been happy together on our achievements in life (remember the online party we had when u passed ur mba exams?) ... we have been sad together on all the problems that u or i have faced... i am sure there wont be anyone like u for me... you r moving on... to a wonderful life ahead... i hope u forget the fact that u hated the word 'marriage'... because u r getting married to a beautiful girl there... call it Gods will... or call it a coincidence... we have never met... but i have met her... i dont know how it happened... and i am amazed that i even realised that it was her when i first saw her... believe me when i say that she is really beautiful... and she is going to make ur life as beautiful... all the best to u...here are some words that i love and write for many of my very close friends who get married... this one is for u and her... have a lovely wedding n do miss me a little :p
Most people get married believing a myth - that marriage is a beautiful box full of all the things they have longed for : companionship, sexual fulfillment, intimacy, friendship. The truth is that marriage at the start, is an empty box. You must put something in before you can take anything out. There is no love in marriage; love is in people and people put it into marriage. There is no romance in marriage, people have to infuse it into their marriage.
A couple must learn the art and form the habit of giving, loving, serving, praising - keeping the box full.
If you take out more than you put in - the box will be empty.
by J. Allan Peterson
Saturday, May 27, 2006
DEMOCRACY - my foot!!!!
aamir khan… the well known actor… one day he speaks up against the narmada river dam and there is chaos everywhere… what is he asking??.. is he wrong?… he just wants proper rehabilitation of the farmers who are ousted from their lands because of the narmada dam… fine… that’s what he feels… others might feel differently… even they have a different point of view… agreed… but the way they r treating this difference of opinion is atrocious…
in gujarat they wont be showing his latest film ‘fanaa’… isn’t this the antithesis of democracy?… just because he had the guts to speak what he feels??… just because he is a well known person?… there r so many unknown people who r fighting for this cause day in n day out… do we know how they r suffering??… if aamir khan is being harassed so much I cannot even dare to imagine what has been the fate of these unknown people… medha patkar who is involved for the same cause was dragged by her hair in the 2002 riots!!!… what is happening to my gujarat?… the gujarat government is saying that they r doing this for the 5 crore gujaratis… aren’t the farmers gujaratis??.. don’t they live in gujarat??… ask the gujaratis themselves... no one really wants all this crap...
I am a gujarati too… n I think they are right in demanding proper rehabilitation for the poor farmers… this whole difference has taken a political turn… a sham in the name of ‘democracy’… I hope the central government will intervene… gujarat government today needs to be put in its place… they cant go on bullying everyone who fights against what they 'think' is right… the cases of aamir khan, medha patkar and mallika sarabhai r proof enough of the way they r trying to make a farce of ‘democracy’
as I said democracy - my foot!!! totally related to the way it is being treated in gujarat… n the hearts of gujaratis are bleeding at this gameplay of power!
Friday, May 12, 2006
oh what a trip!!
3 days of sheer fun... n craziness... things i never expected to ever happen... stupid n silly things that we did...
had gone to golden swan club for 2 nights 3 days trip... only friends... no husbands... kind of a womens trip... with 5 kids!!!... hard to handle...
first day was awesome... played games n chatted chatted chatted... we had all met like this after ages... n read 'bitched bitched bitched'... lol
now id tell u why the trip was different from my other trips...
reason 1 : night 1... i was asleep... was around 12 30 am n someone knocks on our door... damn we were in a cottage... all gals... n it was pitch dark outside... after a while 2nd knock... ouch... we were scared... we can be jhansi ki ranis during the day... but at night it was weird... we see some guy standing outside the door... he was standing there till 2 am... gosh... we didnt know wat to do... no one was at the reception n we couldnt call up the other staff because we didnt know who the guy was... creepy wasnt it?... well we never slept that night...
reason 2 : i got drunk... now come on dont gimme weird looks... i dont drink.. right... but i wanted to try something new... so y not when ur with some of ur best friends?... n all of them were like go for it... its fine once in a while... so first nite i had some breezer n a cocktail with gin... not bad.. nothin happened... next nite was better... 2 breezers n a cocktail with vodka... ooo la laaaa... my head was swimming after a while... lol... my friends have started calling me 'bevdi' (a drunkard)... was fun till it lasted... but wont b drinking for a long long time now...
reason 3 : hubby darling gave me a surprise... he along with nother friends hubby came down to meet me... whoaaaaaaaa... he got a cake too... wowww... surprise surprise... for me as well as for him.. he found a drunk wifey on his hands... lol... he pushed me in the room n said... go to sleep sweetheart.. heh.. .what a surprise... ;)
next day we had more fun...swimming laughing talking... everyones husbands dropped in... n we had a nice reunion... am sure we'd meet up again after a while... i just hope that stupid guy doesnt cross my way again... i'll hit him hard...
as i said 'what a trip!!!'
ps: all on orkut r requested to join the 000nie community there... get going guys... hugzzz n kisses...
laterzzzz
had gone to golden swan club for 2 nights 3 days trip... only friends... no husbands... kind of a womens trip... with 5 kids!!!... hard to handle...
first day was awesome... played games n chatted chatted chatted... we had all met like this after ages... n read 'bitched bitched bitched'... lol
now id tell u why the trip was different from my other trips...
reason 1 : night 1... i was asleep... was around 12 30 am n someone knocks on our door... damn we were in a cottage... all gals... n it was pitch dark outside... after a while 2nd knock... ouch... we were scared... we can be jhansi ki ranis during the day... but at night it was weird... we see some guy standing outside the door... he was standing there till 2 am... gosh... we didnt know wat to do... no one was at the reception n we couldnt call up the other staff because we didnt know who the guy was... creepy wasnt it?... well we never slept that night...
reason 2 : i got drunk... now come on dont gimme weird looks... i dont drink.. right... but i wanted to try something new... so y not when ur with some of ur best friends?... n all of them were like go for it... its fine once in a while... so first nite i had some breezer n a cocktail with gin... not bad.. nothin happened... next nite was better... 2 breezers n a cocktail with vodka... ooo la laaaa... my head was swimming after a while... lol... my friends have started calling me 'bevdi' (a drunkard)... was fun till it lasted... but wont b drinking for a long long time now...
reason 3 : hubby darling gave me a surprise... he along with nother friends hubby came down to meet me... whoaaaaaaaa... he got a cake too... wowww... surprise surprise... for me as well as for him.. he found a drunk wifey on his hands... lol... he pushed me in the room n said... go to sleep sweetheart.. heh.. .what a surprise... ;)
next day we had more fun...swimming laughing talking... everyones husbands dropped in... n we had a nice reunion... am sure we'd meet up again after a while... i just hope that stupid guy doesnt cross my way again... i'll hit him hard...
as i said 'what a trip!!!'
ps: all on orkut r requested to join the 000nie community there... get going guys... hugzzz n kisses...
laterzzzz
Monday, April 24, 2006
shining star - vinci
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO INVINCIBLE
whenever i think of him i remember his cute smile... n red ears... awww hes the cutest among them all... n whenever i think of him i remember a song... its called...
STAR
What cha wanna be - when you grow up
What cha gonna do - when your time is up
What cha gonna say - when things go wrong
What cha wanna do - when you’re on your own
There’s a road - long and winding
The lights are blindin’ - but it gets there
Don’t give up - don’t look back
There’s a silver linin’ - it’s out there somewhere
Everybody wants an answer - everybody needs a friend
We all need a shinin’ star on which we can depend
N’ so tonight we’re gonna wish upon a star
We never wished upon before - (to find what you’re
Looking for)
There’ll be times - in your life
Ya when you’ be dancin’ n’ shit - but you ain’t gettin it
But don’t get disillusioned - no, don’t expect too much
Cuz if what you have is all you can get - just keep on
Tryin’ - it just ain’t happened yet
Everybody wants ta be winner - everybody has a dream
We all need a shinin’ star when things ain’t what they seem
So tonight we’re gonna wish upon a star
We never wished upon before - (gotta get where you’re
Headed for)
Everybody wants some kindness - everybody needs a break
We all need a shinin’ star when things get hard to take
So tonight we’re gonna wish upon a star
We never wished upon before
happy birthday once again... have a blast.. awww n wheres our party?????
laterzzz
Friday, April 14, 2006
GOD - Myth or Reality
i remember when i was a kid mom would ask me, "whos our God?"... and i'd reply "Lord Mahavir"...
such a prompt answer that was... but was that true???... is there a God???... this question goes through my mind often... and i have still to find the answer... the nearest i have got to answering that is when i read up some books on Jainism... n met some jain teachers who tried to explain the theme of someone called 'God'... therefore my idea about God is definitely influenced by the teachings and beliefs of Jainism...
most of the kids brought up by a jain family will be taught that there is a God and his name is 'Mahavir'... and i strongly refute this statement...
according to Jainism there is no creator of this world... it has just come to being by certain chemical and biological reactions... for example if we keep some pulses at room temperature without any pesticides added to them we would notice that after some days certain living organisms form in them... same way we have been formed... chemically...
but there is something called 'karma' that influences everything in our life... all that we get or suffer in our lifetime is because of karma... its the cause and effect theory that works here... our soul migrates from one life to another.. sometimes in heaven... sometimes in hell... sometimes on earth... but never in 'moksha'... thats because once it goes to moksha it never takes birth...
then why do we call Mahavir our God???... again he is not God... he never created this world... because when we think of the word 'God' it is always synonymous to someone who has created this world... but according to me God is someone who has suffered in life n cleant up all his bad karma... someone who has infinite good karma... n whose soul is in moksha never to come back...
also the deities that we worship r not actually in moksha... they are all in heaven... therefore they have the power to intervene... that is why we pray to them... we goto themples and wish... this 'wish' is nothing but materialistic want... those in moksha dont grant us such wishes... therefore we should look towards them only when we want to achieve something more... something for our soul... not for our body... and the best way to do that is believe in yourself and believe that u too can achieve moksha... not in this life then in some other life... and the only way to acheive this is believe that your soul is 'God'... God is inside you... only u urself can find Him... no one can do that for u
such a prompt answer that was... but was that true???... is there a God???... this question goes through my mind often... and i have still to find the answer... the nearest i have got to answering that is when i read up some books on Jainism... n met some jain teachers who tried to explain the theme of someone called 'God'... therefore my idea about God is definitely influenced by the teachings and beliefs of Jainism...
most of the kids brought up by a jain family will be taught that there is a God and his name is 'Mahavir'... and i strongly refute this statement...
according to Jainism there is no creator of this world... it has just come to being by certain chemical and biological reactions... for example if we keep some pulses at room temperature without any pesticides added to them we would notice that after some days certain living organisms form in them... same way we have been formed... chemically...
but there is something called 'karma' that influences everything in our life... all that we get or suffer in our lifetime is because of karma... its the cause and effect theory that works here... our soul migrates from one life to another.. sometimes in heaven... sometimes in hell... sometimes on earth... but never in 'moksha'... thats because once it goes to moksha it never takes birth...
then why do we call Mahavir our God???... again he is not God... he never created this world... because when we think of the word 'God' it is always synonymous to someone who has created this world... but according to me God is someone who has suffered in life n cleant up all his bad karma... someone who has infinite good karma... n whose soul is in moksha never to come back...
also the deities that we worship r not actually in moksha... they are all in heaven... therefore they have the power to intervene... that is why we pray to them... we goto themples and wish... this 'wish' is nothing but materialistic want... those in moksha dont grant us such wishes... therefore we should look towards them only when we want to achieve something more... something for our soul... not for our body... and the best way to do that is believe in yourself and believe that u too can achieve moksha... not in this life then in some other life... and the only way to acheive this is believe that your soul is 'God'... God is inside you... only u urself can find Him... no one can do that for u
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
missed u all....
hello everyone... im bak... i missed u all.... n hows all of u???.... wats happening in the blogworld???... i've been away for too long i guess.... so let me share 2 of my favourite poems... they r written by taslima nasreen... hopt u like them...
QUESTION
Can you give me something
better than love?
A sword which is sharper than
me?
the second one goes like this....
WHEN I SEE YOU
When I see you
I want to begin my life
from the beginning.
When I see you
I want to die,
die and become sacred water
just on the off-chance
that you may touch it
if you’re ever thirsty.
I’ll give you my sky
you take sunshine, rains –
whatever and whenever you want;
I’ll let my morphine spread over your sleeplessness.
Give me a night which is twelve years long
to see you.
You’ve outmooned the moon.
In your rays one day
I’ll coil my hair into a pointed bun,
put vermillion on my forehead
and dress up to the nines to look a beauty.
When I see you
I want to die.
If your fire singes my mouth
when they cremate me,
I’ll go to heaven.
QUESTION
Can you give me something
better than love?
A sword which is sharper than
me?
the second one goes like this....
WHEN I SEE YOU
When I see you
I want to begin my life
from the beginning.
When I see you
I want to die,
die and become sacred water
just on the off-chance
that you may touch it
if you’re ever thirsty.
I’ll give you my sky
you take sunshine, rains –
whatever and whenever you want;
I’ll let my morphine spread over your sleeplessness.
Give me a night which is twelve years long
to see you.
You’ve outmooned the moon.
In your rays one day
I’ll coil my hair into a pointed bun,
put vermillion on my forehead
and dress up to the nines to look a beauty.
When I see you
I want to die.
If your fire singes my mouth
when they cremate me,
I’ll go to heaven.
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
mittal matters
matters of the business world… laxmi mittal is taking the world by storm… for those in the dark.. he is the third richest man in the world… mittal steel… based in netherlands n has businesses all over europe… n wats the issue???… he has bid for a company called arcelor… 23 billion dollars… a hostile bid at that… arcelor is no small fish in the steel industry… it’s share in the industry is second largest… so it’s a clash of the titans… but is the game plan fair???… i think it was a fair game as long as the politicians were not involved… hostile bids happen in this world… wats new about it???… but there is no fair play here… politicians are involved… they do not want the bid to get through… reasons??… officially they say the people working will be laid off… the profits of arcelor would be used for his other companies in US n this will not be in the interests of the shareholders… n the unofficial reason… he is an indian… there have been talks about him being an indian and therefore the company doesn’t want this deal to go through… if the bid was from some US citizen would the politicians be involved???…
mittal has already promised that no one will lose their jobs… since the time the bid has been put forward 9 billion dollar worth of additional value has been created in the two companies… now doesn’t this point towards common sense???… shareholders want the deal to get through… its only the politicians n the management of the company who are against this bid… they should remember that in the end it’s the shareholders interests that’s more important… n put racism and their ego at rest… ego… yes that’s because they had never in their wildest dreams foreseen that an indian would try to take over their company…
mr mittal… we indians are with you…. may the deal get through… cheers…
Sunday, February 05, 2006
for uttara n bryan...
happy birthday uttara.....
uttara.... happy bdayyyyyyyyyy... u like this pic???... ooo la la rite???... just for u... (n me too :p)... i better not forget divya... shed kill me otherwise... heh.. a reminder of the awesome evening we had last nite...
last evening we 000nies decided to go rock mumbai... 3 000nies on one side n bryan adams on the other... the most fabulous event i've had for a long time... other 000nies couldnt make it... awww we missed u guys... specially those who live in mumbai... z00nie, puneet, BnB (couldnt contact u... didnt know how to)... n vinci.... awww we missed him the most... couldnt arrange for the passes for him... damnnnn vinci... we'd have had the house down if ud have come.... n k00kie... ur not here... but i surely wished u lived here...
some reminders of my fave songs...
18 till i die : well i thought i was a teenager yesterday... i was screaming like an 18 yr old for sure :p
please forgive me : this song reminds me of my best friend tasneem... we were so crazy after this number that we had a deal... whoever saw it aired on mtv would call the other person n ask her to watch it.. those were my college days... sigh!!!
all for love : reminds me of how uttara sang this number loudly last nite...
lets make a night to remember : reminds me of my love :p
room service : this reminds me of divya... she was so excited to hear bryan last nite... she got wild when uttara told her that he was gay :p... well no comments of that from my side... lol
summer of 69 : reminds me of 'chintu'... thats chaitanya bhosle of band of boys fame... he used to sing this song every year for our college annual day function... n we used to rock... :)... as adams said last nite 'if u havent heard this one i dont know wat u have heard'...
have u ever really loved a woman : well he didnt sing this song... urghhh... but its one of my fave song... i remember the first time i heard this one... i went n got the album n wrote the whole song down.. :)... i still got that diary i wrote it in :p
n for those... (that means most of u) who havent read my last post... lemme just repost my fave lines of bryan's songs...
'To really love a woman
Let her hold you -
Til ya know how she needs to be touched
You’ve gotta breathe her - really taste her
Til you can feel her in your blood
N’ when you can see your unborn children in her eyes
Ya know ya really love a woman'
'Let's make a night - to remember
From January - to December
Let's make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Let's make honey baby - soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin' - sweet surrender
Let's make a night - to remember - all life long'
'We're still gettin' closer baby
Can't get close enough
I'm still holdin' on
You're still number one
I remember the smell of your skin
I remember everything
I remember all your moves
I remember you
I remember the nights ya know I still do'
'Lay back baby - close your eyes
Let me do everything your heart desires
When I think of the years makin' love to you
There still ain't nothin' I'd rather do
There's somethin' I can't deny
You sure know how ta move this guy'
'Ohh, you can't tell me it's not worth tryin for
I can't help it, there's nothin I want more...
Yea, I'd fight for you,
I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you,
yeah I'd die for you...'
'I gotta be the spoon - ta stir your cream
I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream
I wanna be - your lipstick when ya lick it
I wanna be - your high heels when ya kick it
I wanna be - your sweet love babe - ya when you make it
From your feet up to your hair - more than anything I swear'
laterzzzzzz
Saturday, February 04, 2006
gearing for bryan
bryan adams... have grown up on his songs... years back when he came to mumbai i missed his show... n i cried like crazy... today hes performing again... n i better go.. :p...
some of my favourite lines from his songs...
'To really love a woman
Let her hold you -
Til ya know how she needs to be touched
You’ve gotta breathe her - really taste her
Til you can feel her in your blood
N’ when you can see your unborn children in her eyes
Ya know ya really love a woman'
'Let's make a night - to remember
From January - to December
Let's make love - to excite us
A memory - to ignite us
Let's make honey baby - soft and tender
Let's make sugar darlin' - sweet surrender
Let's make a night - to remember - all life long'
'We're still gettin' closer baby
Can't get close enough
I'm still holdin' on
You're still number one
I remember the smell of your skin
I remember everything
I remember all your moves
I remember you
I remember the nights ya know I still do'
'Lay back baby - close your eyes
Let me do everything your heart desires
When I think of the years makin' love to you
There still ain't nothin' I'd rather do
There's somethin' I can't deny
You sure know how ta move this guy'
'Ohh, you can't tell me it's not worth tryin for
I can't help it, there's nothin I want more...
Yea, I'd fight for you,
I'd lie for you
Walk the wire for you,
yeah I'd die for you...'
'I gotta be the spoon - ta stir your cream
I wanna to be the one that really makes you scream
I wanna be - your lipstick when ya lick it
I wanna be - your high heels when ya kick it
I wanna be - your sweet love babe - ya when you make it
From your feet up to your hair - more than anything I swear'
laterzzzzz...
Saturday, January 28, 2006
flashback
age : 21 (9 years bak)
mentality : life is a bed of roses n romance
tagged by : wanderer again.. lol
sex target : male
reason of this flashback : this kinda lover doesnt exist... i know now... i didnt know then... :p
The rules of the game are:
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged. (will give this one a miss as everyones done this tag)
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.
my perfect lover :
(1) should b tall... atleast 5 11... i know id look like a dwarf at 5 4... but whats the hassle in dreaming..
(2) should love me like theres no other person worth loving... if i had my way id kidnap him n keep him on some isolated island... dont want competition u see...
(3) should b romantic n write poems for me... guess this is the result of reading too many mills n boon...
(4) should b able to gimme time... how i hate guys saying 'i m too busy today... i dont have time'... duhhh
(5) should have some grey matter in his head... id b bored if hes obsessed only with his clothes n hair n loves the mirror... id prefer him wearing an old jeans n tee n talking economics than going to some boring party n smiling like a plastic doll...
(6) should not have a perfect face... i aint looking for a model... i prefer the normal kinda guy next door looks...
(7) should like to hold my hands n walk on the beach or wherever... i simply love the holding fingers scene in the movie 'phir milenge'...
(8) should b able to smooch well... do i have to get to the minor details???... lol
laterzzzz
mentality : life is a bed of roses n romance
tagged by : wanderer again.. lol
sex target : male
reason of this flashback : this kinda lover doesnt exist... i know now... i didnt know then... :p
The rules of the game are:
1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged. (will give this one a miss as everyones done this tag)
4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.
my perfect lover :
(1) should b tall... atleast 5 11... i know id look like a dwarf at 5 4... but whats the hassle in dreaming..
(2) should love me like theres no other person worth loving... if i had my way id kidnap him n keep him on some isolated island... dont want competition u see...
(3) should b romantic n write poems for me... guess this is the result of reading too many mills n boon...
(4) should b able to gimme time... how i hate guys saying 'i m too busy today... i dont have time'... duhhh
(5) should have some grey matter in his head... id b bored if hes obsessed only with his clothes n hair n loves the mirror... id prefer him wearing an old jeans n tee n talking economics than going to some boring party n smiling like a plastic doll...
(6) should not have a perfect face... i aint looking for a model... i prefer the normal kinda guy next door looks...
(7) should like to hold my hands n walk on the beach or wherever... i simply love the holding fingers scene in the movie 'phir milenge'...
(8) should b able to smooch well... do i have to get to the minor details???... lol
laterzzzz
Thursday, January 26, 2006
thank - you
i wish to thank all of you for remembering me on my birthday... its been a wonderful day and my phones have been ringing all day... this wish was sent by zombie... thanx girl... n ofcoz loads of cards from my wonderful friends... thanx uttara, k00kie n vinci for writing a post for me... thanx all of u who called me (id rather not put in the names for security reasons :p) n those who wished me here n my blog... thank u all the bloggers who jumped from k00kies blog just to wish me... thank u saby for offering ur place for a party... we'll try to adjust at some place convenient to all...
n now bday wishes... happy bday rohan... lol hope u come here to read this... happy bday rohit talwar... i know its early... will wish u on d-day... but id as well post abt it now... u know how infrequent i m with my posts...
thank - u all once again... laterzzzz
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
tagged by wanderer
m i wierd???... hmm lets see....
(1) when i was in college n had my exams in 2 days time (be it boards) i had to read a novel n not study at all...
(2) have majored in economics... n could never study economics without my walkman n music... id even carry it to my library... no music no economics
(3) have not purchased a lipstick since 4 years... i do use one sometimes but then most of them r gifted
(4) am a non perfume person... i have so many perfumes lying on my dressing table... but never remember to use them... i got this awesome hugo boss which is lying gathering dust since 5 years...
(5) i can b online for 15 hours a day n not b tired at all
(6) i can cook a full lunch (dal, roti, sabzi, rice, desert) in half an hour... lol i wonder how i do that though
(7) i can get dressed for a formal party in 15 mins... heh even my husband takes longer than this...
i guess this is enough for the day...
laterzzzz
(1) when i was in college n had my exams in 2 days time (be it boards) i had to read a novel n not study at all...
(2) have majored in economics... n could never study economics without my walkman n music... id even carry it to my library... no music no economics
(3) have not purchased a lipstick since 4 years... i do use one sometimes but then most of them r gifted
(4) am a non perfume person... i have so many perfumes lying on my dressing table... but never remember to use them... i got this awesome hugo boss which is lying gathering dust since 5 years...
(5) i can b online for 15 hours a day n not b tired at all
(6) i can cook a full lunch (dal, roti, sabzi, rice, desert) in half an hour... lol i wonder how i do that though
(7) i can get dressed for a formal party in 15 mins... heh even my husband takes longer than this...
i guess this is enough for the day...
laterzzzz
Saturday, January 14, 2006
kites kites everywhere...
"dheel de dheel dede re bhaiya is patang ko dheel de....
jaise hi masti main chaye is patang ko kheech le..."
i m sure all bollywood fans would know this song... its a famous kite song... todays sankrant... or uttran... the festival of kites...
this is the only indian festival thats got a fixed calender date... 14th january... n its a favourite among kids n adults alike... i remember when i was a kid we'd start preparing for this festival a week in advance... dozens of kites would be purchased... manjha would b got... phirkis bought for the manjha... for those who r not well versed with these words... manjha is the thread that is tied to the kite... n phirki is a kind of a roll on which the manjha is wound...
we'd sit all day tying the kanni... (where the thread is tied to the kite)... n those who have never flown a kite would not know how important this kanni is... its purely a geometric calculation... even if theres a centimetre difference ur kite will never fly right... so all of us mathematical experts :p would sit all day n tie this kanni... this was obviously pre sankrant preparations...
on the day we'd b on the terrace... n take dabbas of til chikki, kurmura chikki n pop corn... mom would wake up early to make them... everyone makes them on sankrant... n they r real yummy... n thn the kite flying session would start... i was always the phirki holder... (never learnt the art of kite flying)... so my bro would fly the kite n id hold the phirki... n give dheel... the minute nyones kite is cut everyone around would scream... "kayapo cheyyyy"... n there would b so much noise n excitement... it was real fun...
but if u really want to check out the kites u should goto ahmedabad or surat... huge kites in different shapes r flown there.... there r kites that r flown in the nite with lanterns in them... i have heard that on this day there r so many kites in the sky that u cant see an inch of the sky there... all colourful n beautiful... lunch n snacks r on the terrace... no ones seen in the house... there r even kite flying competitions wheres lakhs of rupees r given away as prizes...
the only sad thing about this festival is the number of birds that r hurt... hundreds of birds r killed because of the manjha which is made up of crushed glass... pigeons specially get so many cuts n wounds... there r special organizations who actually look after such pigeons n request people to get wounded pigeons to them... this is the only reason i have given up kite flying (or rather manjha holding)... it saddens me seeing so many birds die just for a days fun n frolic...
but then we can always have chikkis made of til (sesame) right??? so all u guys come over to my place.. i got loads of chikkis made just for u... n believe me they r damn yummy... come before they get over....
laterzzzz
Saturday, January 07, 2006
choices are constraints
an article from the economic times dated 05.01.06...
• PARAMAHAMSA SRI NITHYANANDA
NO CHOICE in life is without a cost. Each decision to choose something necessarily costs us the option of keeping something else. In most cases having the cake and eating it is just an illusion. In many cases we choose the wrong option. Without the power of foresight choice is a gamble, and as with most gambles odds are theoretically even. Since human nature is to mourn losses far more than celebrate gains, end result of a sequence of choices is mostly dissatisfaction. Why must we choose? Why can’t we accept contradictions in life? Choices appear to give us freedom; in reality they constrain us instead of liberating us. It is our ability to work with the seemingly opposite qualities in life that leads to fulfillment and happiness; not the power to choose between one and another, since there really is no choice. Many seek to give up material life in search of a spiritual Truth. For them it is an obvious choice between what they think is a debilitating life of women, children and possessions that precludes any possibility of their ever finding lasting happiness and peace. Not so. There is no need to choose between a material life and spiritual satisfaction. Both are perfectly possible to achieve together, as they can and do coexist. A story in the Mahabharata goes thus: A young sage gets up from his morning prayers when a passing crow’s droppings foul him. In anger the Sage looks up and burns the crow. Satisfied with his power he walks to the nearest house and seeks food. The lady of the house is serving her husband and makes him wait. When she comes out to give him food, he stares at her in irritation. “Do you think I am a crow that you can burn,” she asks. Startled the Sage asks her how she knew. She tells him to go to a person in the nearby town who will explain. After a search the curious Sage ends up at the town’s butcher. The butcher asks the Sage whether the housewife sent him. The Sage is startled again and asks the butcher how both he and the lady knew things that only the Sage knew. The butcher explains to a chastened Sage that the mere performance of their own dharma had made both of them enlightened.
To be enlightened one does not have to choose between material and spiritual life. All one has to do is to live in the present with no regrets about the past and speculations about the future. Life is all about living with contradictions sensibly and in balance.
• PARAMAHAMSA SRI NITHYANANDA
NO CHOICE in life is without a cost. Each decision to choose something necessarily costs us the option of keeping something else. In most cases having the cake and eating it is just an illusion. In many cases we choose the wrong option. Without the power of foresight choice is a gamble, and as with most gambles odds are theoretically even. Since human nature is to mourn losses far more than celebrate gains, end result of a sequence of choices is mostly dissatisfaction. Why must we choose? Why can’t we accept contradictions in life? Choices appear to give us freedom; in reality they constrain us instead of liberating us. It is our ability to work with the seemingly opposite qualities in life that leads to fulfillment and happiness; not the power to choose between one and another, since there really is no choice. Many seek to give up material life in search of a spiritual Truth. For them it is an obvious choice between what they think is a debilitating life of women, children and possessions that precludes any possibility of their ever finding lasting happiness and peace. Not so. There is no need to choose between a material life and spiritual satisfaction. Both are perfectly possible to achieve together, as they can and do coexist. A story in the Mahabharata goes thus: A young sage gets up from his morning prayers when a passing crow’s droppings foul him. In anger the Sage looks up and burns the crow. Satisfied with his power he walks to the nearest house and seeks food. The lady of the house is serving her husband and makes him wait. When she comes out to give him food, he stares at her in irritation. “Do you think I am a crow that you can burn,” she asks. Startled the Sage asks her how she knew. She tells him to go to a person in the nearby town who will explain. After a search the curious Sage ends up at the town’s butcher. The butcher asks the Sage whether the housewife sent him. The Sage is startled again and asks the butcher how both he and the lady knew things that only the Sage knew. The butcher explains to a chastened Sage that the mere performance of their own dharma had made both of them enlightened.
To be enlightened one does not have to choose between material and spiritual life. All one has to do is to live in the present with no regrets about the past and speculations about the future. Life is all about living with contradictions sensibly and in balance.
Tuesday, January 03, 2006
happy new year
wishing u all a very very happy new year... thanx all of u for ur wishes n cards n offlines on my messenger... so heres m000nie wishing all of u a fabulous year ahead... thank u once again...bye n laterzzzzzzzz
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