Monday, September 27, 2010

Living my Dream

Living my Dream….

I just can’t tell you how happy and satisfied I’m with my life at this point of time. I don’t know what tomorrow has in store but today is simply beautiful…

Didn’t I mention in one of my previous post that I left my job…. Things had become real tough after that but thankfully as always I allowed my heart to dominate my mind and so I left Mumbai and came back to my home town to accomplish my dream….

And what was this dream… As every girl dreams of becoming a teacher during her school days wearing those beautiful sarees, moving around the class, standing before a bunch of kids, writing elegantly over the board, carrying those piles of papers and colourful pens and what not, so did I wish to become one…. But after getting out of the school this dream changed for every one except for me (see I have always been exceptionalJ)…. I always wanted to start up my own education institute (business blood you see) and after I left my job I thought that may be life wants me to live my dream and so I came back and actually started up my own institute along with my friend. Though it’s in the start up phase, so it demands for a lot of hard work but trust me I’m enjoying every bit of it….

I mean life has become fun…. Every day meeting that cheerful bunch of students coming batch after batch all through out the day…. Chit chatting with them, discussing music, movies, fashion, listening to their love stories, college crushes along with lil bit of studies… And the best part is me being just 23 it becomes very easy for me to mix up with all of them as they all are MBA students so just a year or so younger to me… And some of them took a drop so are actually elder to me…. In fact all most all of them misunderstood me as a new joinee on my 1st day and even I had fun with them before I told them that I’m not a student but their teacher….

You know it’s all so good… It doesn’t even feels like I’m out of my college… Still those birthday celebrations, those cake fights and everything continues… And then there are some real great advantages of being a teacher…. Like recently one of my student gifted me a box of chocolates…. And like a good gal I shared it with my entire class….

And yes with me every thing has to have a filmy element, so being inspired by main hoon na, I actually dress up in those cute salwaar kameez, put a tiny silver bindi, wearing bangles and all of that….

Everything is just superb and I’m enjoying it to the core… Its like getting money for pleasing myself and than the felling of being your own boss is simply unmatchable… I don’t think life can ever get better than this for any one…

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

My first 120

My First 120……

September 19th 2010…. Anything special about this date…. No… May be not for you but given a chance this would be one date I would love to write in golden letters… Now why is that… That’s coz on this day one of my wish from my wish list (which is indeed a very long list) came true…

Crazy has always been the right word to describe me… But when it comes to driving I’m super crazzzzyyyyy….. A long drive has always been a turn on for me… I simply enjoy the feel of being on the driver’s seat (in fact I have always considered the option of becoming a driver seriously… J). Since the first day of my car driving classes when I was supposed to be driving at a speed of 10 -15 I wanted to take that speedometer’s needle beyond that glorious number 100… I was a very quick learner during my driving lessons. In fact I finished my classes before the course duration… It has been some one and a half year or more since I learnt driving and since then I have been enjoying my heart out playing around with the staring wheel and it has been simply fun but the crowded roads and irritating traffic never allowed me to pull my speedometer’s needle beyond 80 and this used to make my heart ache like hell…

But as said by apna Gr8 SRK “Itni shiddad se maine tumhe paane ki koshish ki hai...ki har zarre ne mujhe tumse milane ki sazish ki hai. Kehte hain ki agar kisi chiz ko dil se chaho to puri kaynath usko tumse milane ki koshish main lag jaati hai….” And so did happen with me…

This Sunday that’s Sept 19th, dad planned a trip to ujjain and he even hired a driver who was supposed to drive us to & fro…. But then smooth roads, greenery all around, great foot tapping music and a superb highway and there my hands went itching… That was it… I asked the drive to stop right away and get down … Wasting no time I took control over the driver’s seat and the driver was actually sitting next to me with mom, dad and piyush sitting on the back seat, looking at me with astonishment first and then smiling over my stupidity…

So here we go… I just could not stop my feet pressing the accelerator hard… 80 crossed in the very first minute… 90, 95 and 100… YAY… Yup finally the needle touched that 100 which had always seemed so much beyond my reach… But greedy me… I wanted to go faster…. I wanted to simply fly… So I went on to increase the speed and it even crossed 120…. Isn’t it great but just then my dad remembered that he is not supposed to just enjoy the lovely ride rather he should be scolding me for driving so fast… So finally he decided to tell me to slow down but he just could not manage to scold (he always fails to do that, somehow my dad can never scold me, though he screw’s piyush big time)…. In fact every one was quite impressed by my driving…

Trust me when I crossed that bar of 100 it felt like I had captured the world for myself… Those roaring winds kissing your face…. Oh, it feels awesome… I was so excited and just then I decided that I would surely post it on my blog so that I can always remember this special date…

Hey if are you still wondering what was the driver doing all this while, then just to tell you, he was sitting next to me, enjoying the ride… He was more then happy and said he had never had such a trip before… See, I made the day unforgettable for him too…

Friday, September 17, 2010

She and Him

She And Him – A True Story….

It was 11:38 in the night… There she was lying elegantly on her bed, right before her lappy, chatting with her friends on FB… He was standing outside her building trying to get just one look of his princess but nope, she had no plans to get out of her bed…. Finally he decided to climb the pipe and make way to her room from that window… Facing all odds, he managed to reach her window and got into her room silently, standing behind those green n yellow curtains… Even though she was in her night dress, yet she managed to look stunningly beautiful, if not to any one else than at least to him… He could not get his eyes off her face and went on looking at her aimlessly, admiring the flicks of her hair, that innocent smile on her face and those pretty eyes that meant world to him…

Having admired her in silence for a while, finally he decided to come right before her and give her a surprise, supposedly pleasant (At least acc to him again) and so finally he appeared right before her…. She just could not bear with the excitement of him coming before her eyes in the middle of night and so she screamed her heart out, so loud as much as it made the neighbours flower pot break into pieces… And there she was jumping all around the room, from one bed to another and he kept following her wherever she went dying to get close to her and finally he managed to kiss her feet which actually made current flow through her body…

That was it… She could not bear it further and so she began to cry loudly asking her roomies to shuuuu him away using that broomstick placed outside her room….. ohhh, did you read shuuu him away… Broomstick… But why??? He has been such a sweetheart, isn’t it…?? Then why this violence…. Because he is a Cockroach… Hmmphh…

Yeh that’s right (I know you hate me for this)… By far you had been reading the story of my roomy and her encounter with a cockroach… The havoc that she had created in our room…. Can’t even attempt to put it into words…

I just don’t understand why do people (especially gals) create a scene looking at a cockroach or any insect for that matter…. They are simple, tiny harmless creatures… Agreed you can’t tame them at your place and you never get that mushy feeling looking at them (trust me even I don’t love them, after all I’m still normal even if you find it hard to believe J), but you surely can lift them up respectfully and show them the way out… That’s that… It doesn’t requires to go beyond that… All this screaming, jumping and drama is so not needed…

And then when I was narrating this incidence to one of my friend, he said that’s so cute of her and could have turned into such a romantic moment with a guy around... And that he had always wished his gal to be that way (Sometime guys can act soo strange, they want their gal to act stupidly and then would go around cribbing how silly she is)… And then to add to it he even said that I won’t understand this coz I’m not a gal… Now can you believe that just b’coz I don’t go around screaming seeing those silly insects and don’t act in that typical “Oh – My – God – I’m – So – Scared” manner I’m even denied of being a gal… What a criteria for judging a Girl… And imagine romancing with an excuse of Cockroach… I mean, get a life dude… There can surely be better reasons for everything… God bless his Would – Be and hopefully she jumps around looking at the insects :D :D :D… Silly….

P.S. – Please ignore this post, and consider it as an out come being jobless and absolute boredom

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

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Make a wish


Make A Wish….

Lighting candles before god, looking at the sky for hours waiting for that one star to fall for you, tying those religious threads on sacred walls, blowing candles fixed on your birthday cake, throwing coins in those wish wells and what not… We all have wishes and our unique way of making a wish and believe that someone is listening it all….

But what if you just utter something out of your mouth and the next second you have it right before your eyes… Sounds great… Just think doesn’t it actually happens sometimes…. And what happens then… First reaction – Surprised, Second reaction – Delighted and the Third reaction – REGRET… Yup, you got that right…

Yesterday our building had organized this buffet dinner for all the residents of the building but owing to my laziness I was in no mood to change my dirty Tee n messed up lower and get presentable if nothing more (God, plz help me act a bit girly, if nothing more)… So I decided to stay back n cook my self a Paratha after a while, though I was dying to enjoy the feast… While all my roomies were down enjoying the dinner, there I was, shuffling the useless TV channels and then I just muttered those words out of my mouth “Wish the Plate filled with all that great stuff could come right before me without moving my ass”… The next moment the door bell rang and what do I see….

One of my roomy had come back from the feast and managed to escape a plate for me from their… Aah…. You should have seen that smile on my face (Good food has anyways always been a turn on for me…) Believe me I was more then surprised to see it.. I mean I just muttered it not even a minute back and here I have a nicely served plate filled with whatever you can think of right before me… My next reaction was absolute delight…. I wanted to do nothing but enjoy the meal and suddenly the moment I sat down to relish it, a thought crossed my mind “Wish I had Wished for IT”… I mean, What if I had Wished for Something else… Something like A new job (as being unemployed sucks) or even better my dream business or the next thought was what if I had asked for my dream house or even better what if I had wished to have Armaan in my life (Silly that I’m, why am I madly in love with a TV serial character)… And with all these thoughts going on in my mind I could feel the regret spreading over my face that there was so much I could have asked for in that moment as if that was a golden chance gifted to me and I missed on it Big Time….

But my weirdo mind didn’t stop just here and it continued popping up questions… Can’t it be a mere co-incidence… Quite a possibility but my heart refused to believe… My heart almost screamed that it was a “Make – A –Wish – Moment” exclusively for me (Kiddish to the core but kya karien, Dil toh Bachha Hai Ji)… And then came another question what if I would have wished for anything else that I mentioned above.. The so called Bigger or a Better wish… There came an answer again from my stupid heart, that it would not have been the same… And I realize how true that was…

If I would have wished for anything else it would have surely not come before me right away but would have taken some time… I mean be it a Job or Business or that dream house, if I would have wished for any of them it would have come to me only after sometime and not right away and then may be it would not have felt so magical as I just felt..

So finally I was totally satisfied with all my answers, believing that for the moment this was the best thing I could have asked for, as nothing comes before Delicious Food… And there I was lying on my couch in my dirty clothes relishing every bite with my cheeks all stuffed, enjoying the moment like a Kid, Thanking my Magic Man for making my wish come True…..

P.S. – It’s extremely important to find happiness in whatever you have coz nothing else makes life beautiful….

Saturday, September 11, 2010

It's Ain't Difficult


It’s Ain’t That Difficult…

I have been really wanting to write this post since long but guess what I’m unable to decide how to start…

Well recently not just one but two completely different guys in different situations told me the same thing while I was talking to them about completely different topics… And what did they say… “Being a Girl is Anyways Difficult, Isn’t it”… And my answer to them was obviously no….

I just don’t understand why women are always thought of as Bechari – Dukhiyari types… Well hello guys…. Times have changed… We are confident and independent today just as much as any of those men….

In fact I have always felt that being a girl is better then being a guy… Against the conventional thought, I personally feel that being a girl brings with it a great sense of independence and freedom… Wondering how… Don’t worry, I’ll make it simple for you… Look at the guys around…. They look so cool, free and chilled out, Right…. But then don’t just go by the looks, looks can be deceiving… Especially when it comes to guys… Get into the depth of it and you would find that life is real difficult for them… They have this responsibility or rather an obligation to make their career and prove a point which in turn is just a matter of choice for us girls… If we want we can choose to work and if not then we have all the freedom to make our men work hard for us and we can go making merry out of their hard earned money (What a brat I’m…. look at that smile on your face with so much of consensus… hehe..)

I have always enjoyed every bit of feminism and really considered myself luckier then any guy… My parents have loved me more than Piyush despite him being their younger kid… I have always been pampered to the core (Thanks a tonne to my mom n dad for that) …. I have always studied in a co – ed sys and have actually performed better then a lot of guys… I see myself more confident than any men, in fact I have seen that when it comes to talking sense then there are women who can actually leave aside all those jerks trying to dominate…

And now as far as your question goes… Is being a girl difficult… Then my answer for this one is a big NOOOOO… Being a girl is in no way difficult… Rather for me being a girl is being independent, being free, being beautiful, being confident, being caring to the core, being symbolic to love, being giving selflessly like no other specie on this earth, being naughty, being bubbly, being a symbol of prosperity, being powerful, being a creator, being someone’s support system… In short being a girl is Simply Fun….

I’m sure I’ll have some guys felling jealous after reading this one… That’s how it is… N anyways making someone jealous is so much fun… I love to see that look on anyone’s face…

P.S. – on a serious note, it’s not about being a girl or a guy but it’s all about being You and celebrating yourself...

Friday, September 10, 2010

The Other End




The Other End…


Being jobless makes you a philosopher… These days I keep coming up with new philosophies and I guess if I don’t find a job soon enough then I would end up writing a book for my self… :p Anyways here is one of my newly developed philosophy…

Good – Bad, Right – Wrong, Beautiful – Ugly, Intelligent – Stupid, Rich – Poor, Outgoing – Shy, Courageous – Coward, Success – Failure, Strong – Weak, High – Low, Modern – Traditional and what not..

We all have the tendency to categorize life into one of the two extremes… Either something is good or if it’s not good then its bad… Don’t we all do it very frequently… And being a scorpion I do it all the more coz we are scorpions are extremists by birth…

But recently I felt as if there isn’t the other end of an extreme… It’s just that a few people are good and the others are not so good but no one is bad as every one has something or the other good in him… If something is not right according to you does not means that its wrong, may be what you consider wrong is perfect from somebody’s else’s perception… If someone is not strong enough to fight frequently does not means he’s weak... (And I personally feel that no one on this earth is weak… Bas kuch logon ko ungli karne ki zarurat hoti, isliye never underestimate anyone)… If someone is not Einstein does not means that he’s dumb.. Its just that a few people are more intelligent then others but no one is an absolute dumb….

So you see there isn’t any other end to the Extreme…. Hey wait a minute… If you think that having realized this, I would stop being an extremist then sorry to disappoint you but I’m a hard core scorpion and can not do much about it… After all I have developed this philosophy just recently but I have been scorpion by birth…..

Monday, September 6, 2010

What Are You Waiting For



What Are You Waiting For… Christmas???


There are some things that only you can do and no one else can, there are some people who love only you and no one else, there are some pictures which would have been so incomplete without you... There is so much about you….

Doesn’t this all makes you very special… It does… We all are special in some unique way and don’t you think special people deserve special treatment… We all take care of our loved ones... Our friends, family, colleagues and what not but don’t you think in all this you are missing on someone very important and That’s YOU…

Well last month I lost my job and it came out as a big shock to me coz I had never thought that within a months time I would be out of my first job all by myself in Mumbai… For the first few days I cried like anything but soon enough I realized that crying over the spilt milk doesn’t really makes sense…. And so I recollected my self and begun with a job hunt and the search is still on but I decided that in this time I’m gonna treat myself really well.. And so despite of losing on a job there I was giving my self a special treatment and how did I do that.. Simple, I pampered my self like anything… Read a lot of books, went to the CCD’s all alone frequently for a chocolate fantasy treat, cooked my self the finest of dishes that I love even if I had to cook it only for myself, played with the kids in the near by vicinity, enjoyed the rains to its core, brought my self ice creams, went out for long walks, gifted myself flowers and did every thing that perhaps you could think of doing to make someone happy…

And you know what these days should have been one of the worst phase of my life but by doing all this I have been able to convert it into a beautiful memory…

We all do a lot of things for everyone else around then why not do it for yourself… I know this sounds selfish but I think the most important person on this earth is You coz everything else just revolves around You and if that’s the case then why not celebrate being You… Why do we wait for someone else to do something that would make us feel special.. Why do we ever wait for Christmas…

Today just spare sometime for the special You and give yourself a lovely treat…