Friday, 29 August 2008

I for..

Since S my little sis..(for more info.. read.. this )
and me have a massive 6 year age gap..
this has prooven to be good to my "gundi"sort of instincts.. since childhood.
Plus being older than her by 6 years has also given me this advantage of remembering lots of cute little s-stories..
here s presenting one of them:( my favourite one..)
This happened when S s about to begin school..
As the akka(elder sister) and that too.. an ultra grown up sis( 8-9 year old) I am the tutor..
Akka: A for?

A: B for?
S: BAT..(a lil louder than last time)

A:C for?
S: CAT!!! ( her confidence ten times more now!!)
and this goes on.. with her voice getting louder and stronger over DOG,ELEPANT(ya, ELELPANT!!),FISH,EGG.. until..

A: I FOR?( Even I am yelling out to cope up with my enthu batani disciple aka S!!)
S: (silence)

A( A lil shocked!!): I forrrrrrrrr?
S: ingadapot..
me/a:huh!!!!!(shell socked...) :?

S, I hope u remember this.. If not..I do..
Ms. I for Ink.. er.. sorry "the other pot"!!*(u see Ingada/vingada means other!!)
love you my always-lil-baby!!

P.S:this is my 3 rd blog in a day!!
2 more to come soon..

R,S,A and Me...

I have been scrapping my cousin/neighbour/child hood friend R for quite some time now..after a looong loong break..
As usual our long lost correspondence begins with loads of hypothetical swords, knifes hurled at each other..with buckets of sarcasm pouring out of each scrap that a I- always- bother -reading -and-following-others-scrap chat kinds(lets call them IAB s henceforth.. these characters can keep popping up like devaki mausi/kamini chachi old DD serials..anyway)will be betting on a duelling match when we come face to face next.. n will surely make a mental note to witness this ..
But the actual fact is that that s our pyar jatane ka ishtyle..
And the fact that I was a "horrible bullying badi behan" for my little sister s & the 2 younger-to-me cousins R & A probably has resulted into making them the tough(ahem!) strong(ahem, ahem!!)
and the sophisticated(oh, my god, jyada bol diya.. oy.. ghadon.. zameen pe utro.. bada chada ke bolna meri bachpan ki aadat he.. pata hai na??!!)ladies (whatever!)they are today..
The insults hurling across the continents through ORKUT suddenly mellowed the day we got the news that the youngest of our bunch.. the serious,intellectual A s leaving for her university course far away from home to a bigger city..
As my sis S told this over phone, I could feel a lump down my throat and her s too..(S studies in the nearby city and hence lucky[?!!] to be a day scholar..)
Though it was me who left home for studies for long 5 years with occasional twice a month visits and R followed me to do her studies.. we dint feel this sad..
naaaa... As tears filled my eyes, I scrapped R about how I felt..
Pat came the reply saying.." this was exactly how S,R & A felt when I left..Did u know..?"
I missed you so much guys..(er.. gals..)then..
felt like just coming down and giving one of those massive foursome hug we used to do at times..
We started writing about us.. remembering things from our childhood..
and I thought here I have sooo much to write..
Anyway.. here s to my first n the best gurl gang!!(** clinck!! champagne[read as mango juice] in dainty delicate flute glasses.**clank clang ..... smashed..oops!!kya kare.. hume sirf inne hi sofheshticated hai beheno..!! )
love you sweeties.. more to write about us.. soon..
Before leaving ..
Dear A, this is a huge leap in your life..
Go for it gal!!

OOPS I did it again!!

No way, this isint about britney..
After falling "blog"sleep and waking up..Courtsey:Bhai
I was back in action and again started returning or rather showed symptoms of returning to Hibernation!! Shook myself up.. a la "F-I-S-H-Y !!! W-A-K-E U-P" *
:I am still slow.. In face di has been sweet enough to write a comment asking about new posts..and that has been very encouraging! :)
thanks di!!
now what s happening to my posts?
well..I write these 2 blogs..mentally, train me bhaite baite..,
kitchen me khade khade...
come back n jolt it down..into my blog..stop when I am interrupted with something else..
somehow at the end of it, though it says draft s saving...
I close.
Next the blog to edit.. and voila!!
its not there..
just the first 3 lines of one and nothing excpet the title in the other smile sadly n madly at me!!
Ab tak do blog chapna chahiye tha.. aur ab tak kuch nahi..
Somehow Blogistan seems to have put an expiry date on my drafts..
So now I am writing it in word, then gonna copy it into blog only when I am done..
Over n out..
*Now watch this horrible scene where the dentist s neice tortures Nemo..
P.S. Bhai.. Humne gyan prapt kar liya... ;)Par is vedio me embeding diabled hai.. to..
click on this link..for the vedio..

Friday, 1 August 2008

Friends-Season 3

Dear Friend..

Remember those days when U might have given/recieved friendship card on this day-the 1 st of August!

I ve recieved some from u.. I remember..May have given you some too..May be we never celebrated friendship day at all...

U ve been there for me always..In different ways..during different times..

When in school,

u ve shared your lunch box with me..

helped me finish my incomplete home-work just before the teacher came in..

Prompted me with answer from the corner of your mouth when I got caught day-dreaming..

lent me your umbrella a dozen times when I d forgotten mine..

Taught me math which I simply was hopeless at,encouraged me during exams..

As teenegers..

U giggled at all my silly jokes and told me a few too..

U were my fashion critic..

U knew my secrets and the not-so secret one

remember oogling over ganguly/dravid/sharukh/akshay.. n those fights about them..

U consoled me like no-one else could when I would feel the world s against me..

U taught me values..U learnt some from me..

studying in Uni...Living in hostel..together..

All day long..all evening s together..

We shared loads of stuff..

Remeber lending me your accessories even before I mentioned..

We used to sit chatting late at night out in the cold corridoors with a hot cup of tea and chips..

Remember coming to wake me up and then coming all ready to go to college only to find me not yet ready.. and trying to finish my chores for me..

U always got me breakfast and lunch to room when I was down with fever or the ever-terrorising migranes..

U ve always cheered me at my success during exams irrespective how you fared...

U used to walk with me for kilomtres together just to give me company..

U knew each of my moods,U knew how to deal with my tantrums and attention-seeking demands..

when I joined Work...

U accepted me as one of u..

Always helped me get over the fear whether I ll fit in this place or not..

Sat waiting for me to finish that urgent peice of work even though you were getting late..

Remember those thousand pick-up s and drops you gave me..

Teased me.. mocked at me.. tortured me at times..

but still Loved me the most...

may be I never met you anywhere in the above mentioned ways..

U could be that cousin who was more a friend,less a cousin..

U are my sibling with whom I share a special bond..


U accepted me as your soul-mate..

stood like a rock beside me taking all my pain as yours..

trusted me like no-one else did..

U love me each day like never before..

May be we are still in touch.. May be we still see each other everyday..

May be its more than a year since we met..

U might have scrapped or mailed me a few days back..

or it is possible we ve just lost each other in this crowd!!

But one thing has always been true...

U were always there..

U are still there..

Thank you so much!!