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?
S: APPLE..

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..
A:what????
S:INGADAPOT(Happily)
me/a:huh!!!!!(shell socked...) :?
hahaha..

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..
HIP HIP HURRAY!! :)

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 sorts..in 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..
yeeks!!
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 time..open 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!!
Sheesh!!
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..
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q_gg74nqHBw&NR=1

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..

Or

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!!

deeply hurt!!

Here s a silent prayer..

To all of you gone..

just another shoulder

To all those hurt..

No more words..

No expression...

Just wishing this never happened!!!

Issue: Series of bomb blasts in Bangalore & Ahmedabad..

FRIENDS - season 2

As most of us, I was introduced to ORKUT through a friend with this message :
"U can meet aaaaaaaaaaaaaaalllllllllll your old friends there!!!"
I was SUPER-thrilled.
Anyway, I used to spend lots of time G-talking then with my husband(Then "fiancee^" Just loved to utter this word at a given chance.."Oh!! This is my ‘Fiancee^’ s picture".. or.." My ‘Fiancee’^ sent this".. now he is just my seedha saadha simple sa "Husband"!! mostly called as AJ... anyway...)
I decided to explore this 'Orkut'..
In my head I had pictured a MEGA information centre where I ll just type some details and get in touch with alllllllllllllllll those I want..(DUH!!!)
Anyway, with Online help from Aj i managed to open an account!!
believe me.. I was thoroughly disappointed..
Just found the friend who had given me "orkut ka gyan"
and another one..
Aj was amused on the other side seeing my disappointment through the web cam..
he had around 50 friends then.
Thus began my journey in orkut..
As weeks passed by I got this "Bhoot" into me about having more friends...
We (Aj n me) even had a mad (SAD) competition about who ll reach a target of 100 friends..(what was I thinking then?? I cant imagine...)
colleagues, my classmates from uni, hostel friends, juniors, neighbours, cousins..
went on adding up....
As time passed by, Aj gave up this silly contest..(he was married to me now.. dint have to do all these stupid things to do my “dil rakna”!! ;) )
By now I was an expert in tracking down old friends(This was the main reason I was here after all..)
But soon I learnt lots of things:
1) As we finish a phase of life(lets say primary school to high school to under graduation college to uni to post uni..) we Move ON..
2)If we are really close to someone(like in my case my Best friend from school) we don't need orkut to be in touch.. we never loose touch!!
3) It hard to be a close friend with that person who might have been very close to you at some point of life..
I mean there are few people whom I really worked very hard to track down..
Googled all possible names, pet names(then!!), 2 Nd names.. places I assumed they must have gone to study, college, uni groups what not! and somehow found them..
scrapped them with delight..
one of them I remember, scrapped after 3 months..
I initially thought she may be the kind(like my best friend) who comes online once in a blue moon..
But NO!! the lady showed all signs of orkutting regularly (I know Its bad to have a peek into other s scraps.. But I was so excited to catch her FINALLY!! that I had to do some investigation..) But she dint feel the importance that I had felt about being in touch all over again..
After all that I got a feeble reply to my "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII..... How are you?
Goodness I hunted everywhere for you after we lost touch from school times..
Did u join medicine as you always wanted? blah blah blah!!"
with a short and sweet(???!!) " I am fine. How are you?"
Still giving a benefit of doubt I wrote another excited vala scrap..
noooooo reply!!
Finally I got the message..
“She has Moved on”....
I was in utter depts of sadness that day!!
Heart Broken..Well.. I guess as time went by the whole thrill of “orkut” just weared off..
So many old friends were found ,so many were lost again… but it dint matter now..
Now “orkut” s Just another place where I keep in touch with some “good friends” who do scrap me regularly ,so what if it is once in 2 months!!
That s perfectly all right!!
So if any friend of mine have not found me over-excited about finally meeting you in ORKUT.. Now u know the reason why..
It s much better for me to remember you as “My-good-old-friend-from-those-days” than that person who does not think of me as a “good friend” now!!
Though I d really love to be constantly in touch with you hence forth..
remember that s why I am in "ORKUT"!!!

Mile stones

5 th std:

changed school

new faces

random shift

travel to school

crossing the bridge

to city across

7th Std :

dance competition

team is being selected

a heart s broken

(seating) places changed

next to a stranger then

now a friend for life

10 th std:

teenager

mood swings

confused or worried???

had learnt to 'learn'

dreamt of future

of buildings n design

12th std:

exams and preparation

tight schedules

bitten nails over results

pain of farewell

a tear shed

soon to be forgotten

Under garduation:

hostel life

unbearable to live

later unbearable to leave..

project submitted

at the college gate

stood young architects

working life:

single,independent

an interview given

routine starts

submission

ssite visits

movies at night

later:

proposal,

engagement,

married to a friend

new country

new job

the same old me...

JUST AUSSIE...

Since 17 months of my stay here in my "new home".. I ve evolved from "Home-sick!!" stage to worsen to "I -desperately-need- to- go-home" stage to the current " I- am -kinda-OK- here"stage much to Ajay's utmost relief I suppose........( for information:Ajay insists on being called with the right pronunciation after 3 years of having a cut-short "Aj" for a name!! am I not glad?!!! Though it seems most of his Aussie acquaintances have managed to call him AAA-j still.. worth his efforts I feel!!)Anyway.. Before I start writing about this name thing...Let me come back to my original topic which has been drafted mentally long since my blog came into life again...
May be all the things I mention here are not very specific to this country, but since Its my first experience here.. it should be considered ok I am sure..

So PRESENTING THESE-ARE- 5 - OF- MY-FAVOURITE- THINGS (read this in the same tune as the song in "The sound of Music"with due respects)HERE IN AUSSIE LAND ...

The fifth position is taken by "Vegemite"
I know I know..All the non-aussies who ve tasted this will scream in unision "naaaaaaaaahhhhhhiiiiiiiiii"..
Though even I have just the same verdict after tasting this..(YUCK!!!)what amazes me is the sincerity of aussies towards this "unique" & probably one of the few edible things they can say "genuinly Australian" .
Coming from a country of such varied contrasting and countless cuisines..this is something I loved because its so different.

The 4 rth position is definetly held by Christmas in Summer..
Though I hail from coastal India where we hardly have any winters,It is pretty cold n pleasant there during Christmas I am sure..
But to have Christmas holidays during peak summers is like having a part of childhood back..
Eating sugared ice, going to beaches.. hot noons siesta …I re-lived my childhood in those 2 weeks of “summer holidays”

Which brings me to my 3 rd favourite thing here…
The cherries and strawberries in summer..I don’t know why but I love Berries!!
To actually see,eat n enjoy these in peak summer was definetly a blissful experience..

The 2 nd best thing here is actually silly..
When I first saw the all-time pedestrian crossings here in Australia I was amazed!!(These are crossing where all vehicles have to STOP as soon a pedestrian looks like they are going across..)and I was super-thrilled when I saw the one near my office..
The wicked thought of stopping huge trucks n expensive cars is just mind blowing ;)
Victory to pedestrians..

And the best thing I love is FOOTY(Australian football)
It took me the whole last footy season to just realize what this game means..
For an outsider it may look like a cross between rugby and soccer..
But believe me, after a year..
I was watching euro cup soccer n thought to myself.. “ aren’t these people a little too concerned about their clothes?!!!?!!!” check this link n u ll know... :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YWXaujiReYA&feature=related

Angles in real life..

Well, as the heading says,I know all of us would have met angels sometime or the other....

It could be one from your own house,friend or even some random stranger.I am speaking of those people who knowingly or unknowingly do just that one small thing for you which u may remember when u read this.

I still remember that day clearly even now.It was just a week since I landed in this strange land which has been my home for the past one year. As Aj was working far off then,he would leave very early in the morning giving me a few errands to run during the day as he would be coming back late.

He even had got me a bank account and I got my new bank card so that i could use it while he s not around.

That fine morning,I left home to go to the post-office to post a few documents As instructed. I decided to encash some money at the Atm nearby and go to the post office.(those were the days when this dim-wit called me did not know I could use my card to swipe and pay.Had i known that I would not have probably written this blog at all. Read more n you ll know why I am telling this.)

I stopped at the Atm n balancing my bag in one hand with all documents,fiddled with my wallet to pull out the card and before I knew it,plonk! I DROPPED THE CARD IN THE RECIEPT BOX!!it just slipped out of my hand and As i watched just fell right inside the reciept box.

Now I hadnt seen this thing my whole life earlier, these small slits just in the bottom of the ATM named as reciepts which are locked!!

And here I was standing like a moron,in a strange place, with no money,no husband nearby(he was busy that day and had left me the message that he ll call me during lunch n this was 9.30!) and my ATM card in the reciept box!!that too please note:it was a unused activated one..)

I was shell-shocked..

looked around..not one kind face..

n there it was.. my eyes filling with tears..

sheeeeesh!

I looked around again and my eyes went on the ATM mechine.

I tried to read this cusotmer helpline number through my tear filled eyes and dialled it.

As soon as I got through the recorded voices and heard a nice human voice "hello"

The dam broke and there I was sobbing n telling this man about my lose card.

He listened patiently and said those angelic words "please dont cry,look we cant get you back that card, but it s only a card,we can send a new one for u.but please dont cry" And to console me further & to probably give me a better start to that bad day, promised me to wave off the charges for the lost one which was my other worry,
(cause I dint have a job then and aj had a small -time job then just started a few days ago.)

I felt consoled by someone i knew,not any stranger.

He might have been just doing his job, but to be so kind with his words and being patient to advice me what to do was really very nice of him.

I could not even thank that man later nor do i know him..

But his mere polite words made my day....
Sometimes there are angels in real life!! Thanks angel!!

Got tagged along!!!

YES!!
The day s here when I decided to return!! and I have..
Now, from being a nayi naveli blogger to another useless blogger who just could not decide what to write..
I was reading this when I decided to give some work to my dead "creative corner"
to write little known facts about me!!(some of which would have have been realised by me on-the -spot)
1) On-the -spot: I love on-the spot stuff..from writing things(like i am writing this one) to on-the stop contests like pic n act/speak etc etc..
2) I started blogging just because I enjoyed reading these "online-dairies" and can comment on them without being a anonymous writer...
3)I feel like writing blogs when I am tied with 200 things to do and decide to take a break!!
phew!! so much for my "rest-time!!"
4) My brain runs so so fast at times when I think what I should be writing here that these mental debates usually end up resulting into one of the greatest inventions of mankind-ZERO!!
absolutely nothing!!
I guess that should be enough for now..
that was some brushing up... anyway, till the next time..
let there be "world peace!!" ( I love these stereotype answers!!!)