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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

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

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

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!

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

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

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

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.

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…

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

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...

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

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

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

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

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.

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

xmas musings

(a post for all my catholic blog friends... n special wishes to fay n anna... n saby who asked me write something happy n xmassy... thanx for the blessings saby)



i dont even remember wat was my age when i first learnt my 'hail mary'... its such a lovely prayer... we used to say this one in school all the time... n when it was christmas... it was such a wonderful experience...

there was a chapel in my school... we'd go there every morning n pray... it was such a beautiful n serene place... i remember the cross right in the centre of one of the chapel walls... n the face of Christ... so beautiful... even when i knew he was suffering...

i m not a catholic by birth... but my early years of life have been influenced a lot by this religion... i had many catholic friends... i studied in a convent school... my tution teacher was a catholic... n i remember going to churches with my friends... i can never forget the byculla church (also called Gloria Church)... its such a beautiful church... built by the British... a stone edifice... with wooden pews... n candles n glasses... n a wonderful cross... i would specially go there during christmas... to see the stable n the decorations... n hear the choir... n the wonderful carols they would sing... my favourite being 'silent night'... let me sing this one for u..

Silent night, holy night
All is calm, all is bright
Round yon Virgin Mother and Child
Holy Infant so tender and mild
Sleep in heavenly peace
Sleep in heavenly peace

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight
Glories stream from heaven afar
Heavenly hosts sing Alleluia!
Christ, the Saviour is born
Christ, the Saviour is born

Silent night, holy night
Son of God, love's pure light
Radiant beams from Thy holy face
With the dawn of redeeming grace
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth

i also remember this place which was called 'village'... it is near my moms place (dewdy u know abt this place?)... we would go there especially during christmas as many of my catholic friends stayed there... the minute u enter this place u feel as if u've landed up in a small goan village... small bylanes... piano music emanating from many houses... a huge christams tree... which would b decorated with beautiful twinkling lights during christmas... u have to see this place to believe that it exists in mumbai... n ofcoz the stable... it was so pretty... with small cut outs of animals... n baby Christ.. n Mary n Joseph.. n the three kings... wowww.. i miss those days when i was a kid n such things would make me dream of another world...

i also remember the last day in school before christmas vacations... we'd have a party... n then there would be a play enacted on the three kings n how Christ was born... every year for my 12 years in school i have seen this same play.. but it was always so new to me... the story was the same.. most of the actors were the same all the years... but how i used to enjoy it.. i remember the minute i used to enter the hall id try to get a seat nearest to the podium... lol i was silly i guess... but is was such fun...

n the best thing about christmas that i remember were the sweets my tution miss would get me... aww naah.. not the regular fare... she used to specially make me some sweet from gauvas... i dont even know its name... but it was real yummy... id harass my mom to make them for me too.. but they never turned up right... heh... i would tell my mom "only my most fave teacher can make these sweets... its not ur cup of sweet" :p...

hmmm these r my musings of christmas' that i have spent when i was a kid... i miss those days... they were the happiest ones thats i remember.... m planning to visit mom in a day or so... n u can bet i will go n watch the decorations at the 'village'... lol

merry xmas... n a very very happy new year to all of u...

laterzzzz

learning from death....

there r some episodes in our life that we vividly remember... even if years n years pass by... its been 5 years now...

i remember this day 5 years back as if it has happened just yesterday... if i close my eyes i can even remember the expressions on the faces of my family on this day... the look in their eyes... the look of sadness... the look of losing someone close... knowing that he was dying...

id like to requote a verse i had posted long back... its a verse by gulzar... it goes like this...

who knows,
when and where it will strike?
i m more scared of life.
death is okay
it strikes only once.

i saw my papa die right in front of my eyes... he was holding my hand... he was scared... i could sense it... scared not coz he was dying... scared coz he was worried what would happen to us??... but i think he knew we would b ok... we had a wonderful family... who would see to it that we never had ny major problems in life...

my mom... i remember her those days when he was real ill... not once did she cry in front of nyone... the strength that she emanated those days was amazing... all day she'd b with him... while i would run away from all the pain.. go away to my office... just generally be away from home... i would cry in front of her... but not once did she shed tears... i have learnt so much from her... to b strong n practical in life... thanx mom i love u loads... :)

my brother... he is younger to me... i still wonder how he coped with all this... looking after dad, taking him to the docs, looking after the family business... n wat not...

my family... every single day they would visit my dad... 4 months to be precise... for hours they would talk to him.. laugh with him.. cry for him when he wasnt looking... i m so thankful to them... without them i dont know what we would have done... one important thing that i have learnt is how important a family is...

my uncle... he never went home for days together... would stay with papa... all day he would sleep n night he would stay awake with dad... dad could not sleep... he was suffering from cancer... his legs would ache... all nite my uncle would stay with him... help him in his pain... i can never forget what he has done for us... he doesnt have a daughter... when i got married i asked him to b my dad (for the ceremony of kanyadaan).. he cried when i said that... hes my papa now :)...

my friends... tas, darsh, manish, preeti, nirav, my boss and all my office colleagues who saw me cry all day... n supported me... thank you all for being so lovely to me... i remember that day when every single one of you came to see me n help me with my pain.. i remember all your hugs n words of support...

thank you all once again... i have learnt a lot from all of you... all of you have made my life richer n better... i will never forget what you guys have done for me...

n for my papa... i can never forget him... coz i m what i m today because of him...

love u papa where ever u r... :))

laterzzzz all