Adorable infidelity?

I could have never imagined putting the two words next to each other ever, not even in my wildest dream. Yes, I am doing the unthinkable and this is the effect of the movie, ‘My Girlfriend’s Boyfriend’. 

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Oya’s recommendation, frankly I wasn’t very sure. This was the third attempt to watch it and I wasn’t quite sure if I’ll watch it over ten minutes, just like my previous two attempts.  I had no expectations at all since Family guy, TLOTR-trilogy, Schindler’s list had failed to keep me engaged.  OnH’s demise had no immediate effects but slowly the whole thing started messing with my head. I was consciously making efforts to keep my mind off it but the damage was already done in my subconscious.

I sense pain in my words and I don’t want to be sorry so getting back to ‘My Girlfriend’s Boyfriend’ which kinda saved the day for me. It pulled me out of the depression that I slowly was sinking in. The movie doesn’t pick up for the first 15 minutes. It ain’t funny but it’s adorable. Love the way Alyssa Milano makes her infidelity justified so convincingly that one actually feels her shoes. Christopher Gorham is cute and so is Tom Lenk.  Michael Landes is the ideal man, every girl’s dream. It surely will break any girl’s heart while breaking off with any one of them!

End of a generation!

Old n haggard is dead!
He's gone for sure this time. It happened this afternoon at 14:30hrs.
May his soul rest in peace!
Unfortunately the13th day falls on June 30th, I guess that puts this incident in memory-lane forever!

P.S. I wish he could have grabbed a better place in my memory lane. This concludes a whole generation!

Gizmo savior in Neverland!

This afternoon -

'' Bammi n I were in my pune house, we were talking about some plan of ours. I think it was about the small trip that we were planning to take. After awhile we were at some exotic never-land. Bammi got a call from an old friend of his. The friend's big-shot uncle was also in the same place as we and he wished to see Bammi in his free time for company. Next moment Bammi n I were shaking hands for first formal giant leap towards our PR!''

'' BalaM was visiting, as usual were engaged in our howlarious banter in our living room. Next moment, there was some sound of grunting, I was shocked to see Dudley amongst us.  The jolly atmosphere turned tensed since B n D don't get along at all. B tried to engage D in an awkwardly formal conversation, D was replying with more humiliation and awkwardness. D indicated Loui and me to meet outside and he stormed out. Soon we were on streets of Vajreshwari walking towards the temple. D n I were engrossed in our banter and L was the mute follower. D seemed in an exceptionally good mood and as we were crossing the house of B's new girl, D told me about her greeting him in the morning. In my own haste I blurted out B's recent connection with her and D flashed a triumphant grin to us. Loui lost her temper on me for sharing B's secret and I snapped back at her. Loui turned her back on us and soon she disappeared in thin air. Next moment D n I were climbing steps of some unknown temple. As we were done praying, we saw Loui approaching us. She was very apologetic and we patched things up instantaneously. . .

. . . D and I were in a multiplex and we were buying tickets for some 007 movie. I confronted D for never spending time with me but then I also expressed my joy to be with him. Our buzz was killed by a spy who had  informed MadW about D's spending time with Loui n me. All three of us got scared as hell for MadW's guts and the drama that she pulls off every single time. D was bidding a tearful good bye to me before laving us in the middle of our plans and Mad W spotted us together. She bombarded D with hell lot of questions. Next moment all of us inclusive of the spy and MadW were sitting on the red couches in the waiting lounge of the screen  and we had our faces buried in our mobile screens. D was trying to pull some fake excuse out of his ass. MadW was unusually quiet and lost in the over sophisticated phone of hers. I was trying to create some fake evidences to support D's excuse on my super sophisticated phone and by mistake I clicked MadW's picture. In stead of deleting it, I happened to send it to her via Bluetooth! I not only sent her picture but accidentally sent her many pictures of her favorite stuff. She got up, D, L and I had our lives in our throats. We were anticipating her to create a big scene. We were taken off guard when she left the place in happy mode without any nautanki since she had finally managed to set her own photograph for her phone's wallpaper... Dumb Biatch!!!''

Bubble(y) girl!

Ditto mine :)

Highlight of the day: Got me first electronic bubble shooter with dhin-chak lights ;)

Community season 1 down.
Woke up to learn about consultant's yet another goof up.
Thankfully maa could understand the need of the hour and made my way clear without any mach-mach.
Ate tummy full of dal wadas and had coffee after months.
Rushed to the consultant, RE-submitted documents 'nth' time.
Buddhi's flying in about 12 hrs for states, crazy female asked for a rare poster on the last moment. Checked the market in and out, but no luck. Incorrigible me, searched on the internet, edited in photoshop and have given it for print due in next 10 hours.
Went to the toy shop, did loadsa window shopping and bought some stuff, not to forget the much awaited bubble gun.
Goofed around with Louie and chatted with Bammi.
Spoke to DidiM and BalaM, he's visiting us next week.
My b'day plans are almost fucked up but I need to figure out some way to get away from home. It's nothing like I am over enthusiastic about b'days but I surely want to avoid the usual childish celebrations, gifts and formalities with people who don't matter at all.
I know things aren't exactly going my way and they never will but what the hell I can't burn my blood in the wait.
So now on the wait doesn't rule but instead I am going to focus on me last few days of being at home. The new plans have a lot to offer, especially many mo' struggles so this ain't the end but the beginning!

TV series for memory lane!

TV series that i have watched so far like a haavrat!
Friends
How i met your mother
Glee
Sex and the city
Cougar Town
30 Rock

Modern Family
Mr. Sunshine
Mad Love
Happy Endings
Raising Hope
Heroes
The big bang theory
Accidentally on purpose
Parks an recreation
Arrested development
Community
......
PS: this list is in the order of my viewing and not by entertainment quotient!

colo(u)red!

the wait... finally I have started chocking, gasping for oxygen and sinking with ripples!

It's the second week of the wait and I don't even have the f***ing application receipt number, thus I can't track the status.

Despite the firm belief that I am a totally deserving candidate, the evil in me anticipates some minor screw up and thus a major f**k up.

Monsoon has brought some pleasantries but thats just not enough.

Dudley has finally managed to grab a hold on his new territory, I really appreciate his fighting spirits.

Loui is as usual pi**ed about something or the other.

Thankfully airfare for my desired date is still the same.

Thai plans seem awfully difficult, the other passport is stuck beyond clearance.

Over the weekend, colored my finger n toe nails after ages.

Finished three seasons of  ''Parks n Rec'' and ''Arrested Development'' each.

All I need is Leslie Knope's dedication and positivism and Michael Bluth's patience.

Started watching ''Community''.

Tried my hands on website development and I sucked at it.

I am putting a straight face without hints of my sorrows, disapproval and pain to almost everything in life. 

I miss the one hand that I could hold and every damn thing will turn fine but what the hell, it's just a mirage chased by millions.

The disrespect (ignorance actually) to Dudley and Oge's crazy behavior kinda haunts me but seriously that was way too annoying and intimidating in my personal space, so no guilt there.

Uttib visited and this time I kinda put my worries ahead of everything again no guilt.

It feels different, weird, scary and disturbing to be emotionally detached from everything and everybody but self.

I really miss somebody to hang out with, watch movies with, go places with and eat out with in short Bammi,  I wish he would have had the sweet tooth too!

I hate the fact that I am awaiting for one tiny signal to collect myself up and start all over again.

The wait... to break free!

Whined away!

WTF!!!

So called 'Indian Picasso' is dead at 96(RIP).
Yog guru has lost over 7 Kgs in 6 days in all the nautanki (as if it was really required).
The international fellow turned out to be a lousy, jackass.
Chicken masala sucked.
I think the butcher conned me 'coz I had bought one full chicken and one drumstick is missing from the meat. Until it was a one legged chicken?
Heroes got over, TBBT got over and I am stuck with bunch of dull stuff.
Today's market visit was a flop show in Nagpur heat.
Old n haggard is all set to rock the peace with his menace.
Dudley got kicked from the old and the new ain't accepting him. He's one grumpy fellow.
Loui is all charged up but for all the ''wrong'' things.
Two passports holding back the international flight.
One stamp is going to decide me future in a 'BIG' way.
Weird and deadly nightmares are haunting and are scary as hell, yet I don't remember exactly what happened in them.
It's cloudy, yet it ain't raining here.
I long for spirits, to lose myself.
I am eating away my worries and it kinda sucks the most!
Everything kinda sucks, but have made my peace with LIFE and I know that we are cool!

:-) ? :-( ? Emoticon crisis!

Uttib had called on the first day and informed that she'll visit in the evening. She sounded horribly drunk but that couldn't possibly be true since she's a teetotaler. I kind sensed that something's was wrong but then she denied and I agreed to her denial!

Meanwhile, my ship of hope was sinking daily. My loan sanction letter was getting stuck at every possible level and thus delaying me application and that was kinda killing me. I was growing awfully indifferent and had lost myself in back to back episodes of Heroes. I was in no mood to speak or listen. Even Bammi noticed the change in me. These day chatting with him has become a part of the routine, if I don't talk to him the day does seem incomplete. This time I wasn't in the car(destiny) forget about being at the drivers seat. I hate process delays and there wasn't anything that I could do about it. In fact I was scared that my meddling will worsen the results. I was also horribly followed up by Bapu for the status which was kinda annoying under such circumstances. 

I am happy that finally my ship has left the shore, I am not sure what it's gonna be, eh? I am positive though! Things were dramatic but ultimately all's well that ends well. Finally bapu's got what he was waiting for almost over an year now. Thankfully his efforts and his resources have paid back. Honestly, maa had lost all her hopes and  bapu's were kinda sinking too! 

I am sad for Uttib, yet again she chose the wrong man and has been left heartbroken. She's been betrayed by not only one man but by series of folks from her inner circle of trust. I was glad to be there for her, I was surprised that in my punctured mindset I could be of some help to her. It was also surprising revelation that how much I mean to her. How easily she could open up to me. She almost had tears when she admitted my judgement of people and situations. She said that she would listen to me but she won't and I know that. She is yet to outgrow her infatuation with the rowdys and ghatys and thus this time I said nothing more than some comforting words. I know, I should not have give up hope on her but I did, long time back. She's already crossed my i-told-you-so meter's limits! Bapu's been hanging in the middle of nowhere and thats very alarming. I only wish and hope that things do get better in his life soon. I seek his support for some more time and then I'll be ready to support him for the lifetime(hope so at least) (provided if he needs).

The consultancy took me sign on the consent form, I kinda disliked that especially since I will be violating many of the clauses. If all goes well then I'll surely payback after all they kinda helped. I am not in best of mindsets but I am hanging onto an invisible thread of positivity and hope. I am doing just fine.

I love  MJ's you are not alone in such situations. Does everything has to decode to love and relationship? There are things beyond all that!

Bet(te)rayal...

Have you ever thought and re-thought over some simple action of yours, and didn't know exactly how you should feel about it?

Today, Sil sent me a friends request on a social networking site and I accepted it immediately. I was so glad to connect with her after so many years, after all she's always been my favorite. Even after all the events of the past, I always had a soft corner for her. She's never done anything wrong to me. In fact, Loui Loui and I were amongst the only few that she liked and treated well from Figo's side.

I still remember my first meeting with Sil in Gangsta's wedding. Figo had introduced us and we clicked immediately. We kicked off so well that I was by her side the whole time. In fact in her support I had taken cold beef with many of me folks, some still exists. I never cared then and I don't care now either. Sil had actually got me closer to Figo, who emotionally never existed in me life before.  I always thought Sil was too good for Figo. Many a times I really felt ashamed for thinking so low of Figo, but any sane person would have said/thought the same about the duo. Sil was kinda Figo's jackpot, which Figo didn't deserve at all!

In my journey so far, I have found very few people of substance. Sil is definitely one of them. She's nobody to me in this crazy world but she definitely means much more than the hollow Figo. Figo's and mine is same origin but that doesn't make him any special to me. Except the fact that we are in constant touch, practically there in each other's joys and sorrows. I don't approve of him mainly 'coz he almost ruined his and Sil's life. I had always seen many similarities between Sil and I. This is one of the many reasons why I think so highly of her. I am so glad to be in touch with her after so many years. I know Figo and many others are just gonna hate me for this which is why I am feeling the pinch. These are one of those rare moments where I keep self before everything/body else. I don't see this as betrayal to Figo but bet(te)rayal to Sil and most importantly to my self!

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gratitude rock!

Inspired from The Secret...

I am thankful for following things that have happened to me life:

being born as me, with everything that is only mine
for the wonderful, loving and caring  parents
for all the courage and strength to overcome difficulties
for all the joyous moments and memories
for all the ambitions, dreams and successes
for all the friends an their support especially Bammi, Paplet, Clown and Loui-loui
for all the guidance and the ability to chose whats ''right'' for me
for all the well wishers and nice people in the surrounding
for being in sound health of body and mind
for being able to love myself and be a great company to myself

I Love my life and a big heartfelt  thank you for it :)

Setting sun!

"For he once was a son, a brother and an educated man. He married an aristocratic beauty, thus became the husband, the provider. He fathered four children, three boys and a girl. Fate took away the girl when she was 9, shock and grief left him a lunatic wife. He was a miser, a failure in business and a stone hearted noble man. He discouraged his sons about education, refrained them from meager luxuries of life. Only one of his boys was determined enough to be somebody in the world. Against all his wishes the son got him the ordinary, out of their league daughter in law. Unhappy yet accommodating he managed just fine with her. In his greed, he compelled his heir to give up and thus lost his second son. Birth of his grandchild, the baby girl was may be the happiest day of his and wife's life. He always saw his dead girl in the latest addition of his family. With evaporating time, his wife lost faith in life thus leaving him alone with his youngest boy, a grown up man by now. Lack of love and family made his son the black sheep. Lost the third son to what must not be named. The son that he kicked out of his life once was the only one left for him. The son and his families tried their best to accommodate him in their lives. Incorrigible as he always was tore himself apart from a life of comfort and royalty. Back to the life of misery and poverty he recalled the son. Son couldn't ignore his father's melancholy and took him back but with a half heart and a haunted mind. Son had given up all his feelings for the murderer of his childhood, his siblings and ultimately his mother. At 83, instead of leading a peaceful life in his territory our man gets involved in brawls with everybody around. Run awayed the nth time, no one waits for him now. Nothing to eat, no place to call home. He brings his misery on road. It's the duty, reputation and social influence of this son for whom he had never been more than a limitation in life that finally earns him a bed in the old age home!''


In the loving memory of Kokaliya's dadu...

like a band-aid!

F**k!!!

Once again the manipulative bitch has sneaked in my life. No matter how much I try to keep my arse out of this crap, I somehow manage to drag myself into it. Last time, it was her wedding invite this time it was friends request on a social networking site. I was pi**ed instantaneously. I sat patiently wondering what to do? I could either accept or decline her request, so simple, isn't it? It actually ain't so simple for me hence few futile minutes later I simply left my computer. My last four yeas started flashing in front of my eyes. 

Finally, I decided to decline the request. I accepted the request instead! I was not happy with what I had done. So, I removed her from my friend list and closed the chapter. Until, I received one more request from her. This time I simply ignored it. Took my own sweet time to respond. I thought and re thought over that mellow dramatic saga. While retrospecting, I subtly realized that she who mattered once doesn't mean a thing now. However she did mean something at some point of time. For every good, bad and ugly treatment of hers she deserves to be in the friends list. 

This whole manipulative bitch chapter of my life is a lot happening yet very depressing piece of me. I was sick and tired of hiding it in my closet. So, here I am embracing it with arms wide open and with a smile (naah, not filmy style). There were people, there were issues and I was involved. I am out of it and now it's just another part of my past. I think I have passed the haterade phase of my life over this issue. It was a year old wound hidden beneath the band-aid. I am glad that I could finally rip off the band-aid to realise that my wound has healed perfectly without leaving any scar behind!

P.S. realized that life is ephemeral and fragile to deal with grudges, hence ignorance. We can never be best of buddies but I find no harm in being cordial.

On a very serious note, 

haso, muskurao, kya pata kal ho naa ho?

Me World!

I Baked for Mother's day!

My life began in her and it still revolves around her. Mum is the world for me and I know she will always be the main reason for me to feel alive. All my dreams, aspirations of life are more for my mum than for me. If you think that my mum is out of the world, she personifies sacrifice, love and care then you are totally wrong!

Me mum is just an ordinary woman, with her own set of strengths and limitations. In fact, me and mum are like Tom n Jerry, always delighted to fight. I always had a very different relationship with mum, different at every phase of my life. I love to live in my present rather than in past or in future, so this current phase is my most favorite one where she is everything to me!

These days, she has her secret insane joy reserved for my these lines, ''you know maa, there are only two people who love and care the most about you, one was your mother and the other one is you daughter. Unfortunately, these are the only two who get to see the crazy and stubborn you, unlike the rest of the world. These are the only two people who are insanely considerate about you and may be these are the only to people who have to face the brunt of your tantrums!'' always followed by a good laugh from both of us.

As time goes by, I am growing more and more concerned about my mom. I only hope that she manages well in times without me, until we are together again. I feel that we have kinda swapped our places where I have become the worried soul and she's become the incorrigible one ;)

Needless to say, Love you mama, love you so very much!
Happy mother's day...

Couldn't think of a better song than this!

chocos ME cereal killer!

It's very very difficult for me to say that something has been a steady part of me routine... I got to really get addicted to something to include it in me daily routine, momentary though!

I strongly believe that change is essential and most importantly inevitable. Everything goes, nothing stays. Neither the good times of life nor the bad ones! Change is what makes it different from the usual. Those who flow with change actually do master it and rise and shine on it's surface. Unlike those who show rigidity towards it and sink at it's bottom in the wake of their protest!

All said and done about the inevitable change. This brings to the change in my breakfast from parantha to Chocos - the chocolate flavored cereals with cold milk. Currently, I am lovin' it!!!

CooL Drinks and ME

"Cool Drinks!!"... Lol... ever since i have heard this term from an ex colleague, I have always found it worth a laugh!

My first ever cold drink that I recollect was Mango fruity. As I grew up orange soda replaced mango drinks. Fanta being the most preferred brand over it's competitors.

There was this phase too when lemon based drinks like 7up, sprite, mountain dew were adding on calories to me life!

At the moment I am hooked to all the colas and Pepsi is my current favorite!

All the best Bammi!

Bammi has worked  real hard for last eight months. He has given up a lot to gain some, in fact most of the good old life for the new horizons. He has been extremely focussed and honest towards his studies. In some hours from now it will be his final face off with his last and deadliest enemies. I know he's prepared and he's nervous too! After all, it's all about maintaining his consistency of the high grades!

Don't worry Bammi, you will be rocking in each and every exam that you will write. You are constantly in my prayers. You have already proved your mettle by bagging the internship. I am sure you'll shine in all endeavors.
I feel extremely fortunate to have you in my life as my best friend and my mentor. I am sure you'll go places and thus me too :)

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Origami, latest passion!

Thank you so much Bammi for reintroducing Origami to my life!

It all started with Bammi's presentation on demonstration a TnD method. Ever since that day I am regularly folding papers into some artwork daily.. It's kind of became a part me before bedtime rituals along with shower and brushing teeth..eeeeee!

All done by me, me and me :)

missing the momentum...

It's like the winning streak, one has to put in efforts to keep it on. Same principle can easily be applied to me and writing. So many days have passed, so many moments have been lost without getting into the memory lane.
I have got so much on me mind that I don't know from where to start?

Past week was all about desi music, the soft, romantic melodies. Following two are me latest favorites :)
Coincidentally both movies have Tushar Kapoor in the lead role but I likes it bery bery much, eh!

IELTS : My experience!

First thing first, I took IELTS - academic module in first week of March this year. I scored 7.5 in listening, 7.0 in reading, 7.0 in writing and 7.5 in speaking with an overall banding of 7.5.
My major realization in this whole process of IELTS application, preparation, examination and then the result is that you can't drastically jump bands(exceptions may exist)! IELTS is basically an universally acknowledged yardstick to measure one's level of English language proficiency. It is practically impossible for most of us to master the language overnight! Our score most probably will be the same as mock tests. It'll be okay if you directly face the exam however taking practice tests before the actual test make you more conversant with the format.

There's no need to buy any additional material for IELTS. The complimentary book in itself is a complete package. Practicing 3-4 mock tests for listening and readings should be good enough. I personally did nothing for writing section, I just went through couple of samples from the book and got an idea of how to go about it. Same goes for speaking, I just treated it like a cordial professional conversation with a stranger/interviewer.

If somebody is planning to join coaching classes especially to clear IELTS then I think it's futile. If your command over English is weak then you must look at improving on it. You may join classes for longer duration, but again for English and not for IELTS. Again, I would like to reiterate IELTS is just a scoring system, your grades will totally depend on your proficiency and there are no tips and tricks to prove language proficiency!

Are we Indians liability to our ex-countrymen outside India, eh???

Note: Purely my thoughts, my anxieties.. Please read at your own risk!

I still remember the sarcastic expression that I had made when one of my family friends had stayed with some unknown Indian family during their first visit to states back in 1998. I clearly remember the amount of jokes that I had cracked up with an aunt about this so called phenomenon of 'fellow Indians outside India are as good as family'. It was weird that how in US, UK, Canada, Australia...etc. Hindi could make people so mushy that they would actually go out of the way to help strangers. Honestly, I never believed in this then I just thought it was just another cheap trick to save money. I mean how is it possible that in this selfish world people would do such nice things without any self interest? who's got the time and energy to do so? It's not those few altruistic ones I am referring here, I am referring to the major chunk of Indians settled outside India!

In 2007, I left home for the fist time and went to Bangalore for my first job. In Bangalore, most of the  communications were in English and sometimes I used to get lucky with a four liner banter in Hindi. Marathi - my mother tongue, my most favorite language on the face of Earth seemed extinct to me! One fine evening when I was window shopping at Shopper's Stop, suddenly I had heard familiar words amongst mixture of Kannada, Tamil, Telugu, Malayalam. No offence meant to any language but they all seemed same to my ears except change in pitch and tone. I saw an elderly couple conversing in Marathi. I approached them, introduced myself and started chatting with them. I had no shame in following them till their car, just for the sake of some conversation in Marathi. Unknowingly I had  followed them everywhere in the mall, I also carried their bags and helped them pick some stuff. The joy that I had experienced then I can never express in words ever. Interestingly I was in India, my family was just a call away and I was in decent circumstances still it was such a big deal for me! Ever since then I have become a lot more sensitive to such issues. This experience has evoked deep pride and great sense of belonging in me about my state, my country.

Here I am, again on set of leaving my home, my state and most importantly my country. I know I will not only long for Marathi but also for Hindi, there. I know that any Indian face will put a smile on my face. I will need moral support from my fellow countrymen, who are now better known as NRIs in swadesh. Will they be courteous enough to return my smile, a greeting, few kind words may be? Based on all the horror stories from many people (again no offences meant, these are just the things bothering me night and day) I am harassed by these questions for which I have no answers at least sitting here in India:

Are we Indians really bad at keeping in touch, especially with our schools, colleges and ex employers?
Are we really not interested in being referred to help the newcomers from Swadesh?
Do we expect every new entrant to seek help for employment? Is that the reason why we want to maintain safe distance from them?
Do we really see our fellow countrymen as a potential threat to our existence in that country?
Is guiding someone new is so much pain that we keep shying away?
Have we westernized ourselves so much that the Indian values have evaporated with our Indian DNA?
Do we laugh at the misery of a fellow countrymen in society?
Are our feelings dead along with our accent?

I don't know the answers to any of these questions, I also don' know how true/relevant are they. All I know is that if I am able to pursue  my current dreams. My answer to all these questions will be a big NO. I don't know the scale and the magnitude but I will always be there for my countrymen, no matter what! I am born Indian, and I shall stay one till my last breath!

''Garvach naahi tar Maaj aahe mala Marathi aslyacha!''


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Disclaimer: No offences meant to any particular person or community, these are the questions that have turned me insomniac for past few days!