Her Heartless Parents

On the way back from native to home.. got to take this pic..

Location: At a complex, Opposite Electronic City.

Dont understand how to start after looking at this poor little kid..

Hubby went to the hotel just beside this shop, to get some breakfast. Meanwhile, I was trying to take this kid’s pic from the taxi. Looking at me paying attention to her.. she tilted her head and with a broad unnatural smile, stretching her hands with the so called “food bowl” in her hand.. said.. “pleeeasee..”.

My heart melted for a moment..

I was surprised!!! Her parents/elders not only trained her to beg, but also how to impress (sorry, I don’t have the right word) potential money givers..

What might be her age??? 3 yrs??? or max 4 years???  and doing this work???  Just look at the innocence on her face!

Since I was sure that her guardians will have kept an eye on her, I didnt bother to give her anything…

How can those idiots think of making a living by putting this helpless girl to such begging work???

A man behind her on green shirt (in pic), looking at me taking the snap of her, was telling her to approach me for money.. I could only give an angry look at him and raise the window glass.

The bag around, books in it, along with her would look so cute.. but the bowl has spoilt her future.. 

During all this, I was only glad that hubby had’nt noticed her.. hez basically very emotional and this scene would had spoilt his day.. I wish he doesnt see this post too.. 🙂

I was on AIR!!!

M back here after a year.. u can see my previous post… 😉

Was supposed to leave to in-laws-place on 26th June for few days. Hubby already there waiting for me. Took an out pass from work place around 3.00 pm. Info over phone given was wrong.. was said bus starts at 8.30 pm, but it was 9.30 pm. By the time we (me and my sis) reached Anand rao circle to board the bus, we realized that the bus wud be starting at 9.30 pm. We were ther by 7.30 pm after having dinner in a restaurant nearby. After this, she moved on to her PG and me to the bus boarding point during which i was too tired. 2 long hours to go.. how will it pass???
Took out the ear phones and tuned in to one of my fav radio stations. That week was a indi-pop special. They wud play the requested song. Not expecting my request to be played, around 8.00 pm I messaged them asking for “Deewana tera” by Sonu Nigam. Lovely song it is. I used to envy the gal in that album.
Got a call from the MJ and I was surprised!!!!! After the usual talks I was put on AIR and ppl cud listen me talking to her!!! Gaana shuru and i was very glad that my requested song was played.
When listening to this particular song, I got back to my college days.
After this, thakaan gayab!!!! 🙂 I was like… fressshhhh.. 🙂

For those who wish to see that album.. here it goes.. enjoy!!! 🙂

And yes, the following video too happens to be my fav… 🙂

My fav ad – Recent one..

This happens to be my recent fav ad..

Guy not that good looking but has an attitude which is appreciated..
“I’m the man…”, goes the lyrics with great music..
Hubby goes crazy when it appears on TV and I play this ad loud… 🙂 , cant help..

Moments with MS Paint :-)

After a long time I am updating something.

Credit goes to Shanti, who had tagged long back. I was supposed to draw the following with any of the software graphic applications. I have used our basic MS Paint.

1. Mobile (My current set)

2. Terrorist ( Black cats firing a terrorist)

3. Car ( Ideal car to travel from Bangalore south or inner city to Bangalore International Airport, named it as BMRC – Bengaluru Mahanagara Rocket Corporation)

4. Dosa ( Tooo lazy to make some at home, glad to have made it here)

5. Interview ( Picture for Interview  will be pending for long I believe)

I pass on this tag to everyone in my blogroll…

Comments on my efforts plz….  🙂

 

 

Here I am…

Watched Golmaal Returns sometime back and I felt that it was worth. Not only that movie but something MORE than that.  Ek teer do nishan you can say. Paisa Vasool…  🙂 . After some ads on the screen, it was this surprising clip (never even thought that this would be played) and then the movie. I don’t know if this clip is played in all the theaters/multiplexes (coz I rarely visit one), but this was played in the multiplex at my place. From the time the doors opened for the matinee show, till the said clip started, the environment was no way less than a fish/vegetable market. I was feeling like, “god…. where have I come???”

Then this sentence was flashed on the screen. ‘Please stand up to pay a tribute to the Indian Army’, not an exact phrase but meant something like this. Now I request you all to stand up and read. I am sure nearly half the population there din know to read English there, but everyone stood up at that moment. Pin drop silence. The clip started showing the MEN at the border, at various locations, in extreme climatic conditions, holding our National Flag proudly. Frankly speaking I wished I too were there holding our Flag. Such an emotional moment it was. To add to this the patriotic music was melting my heart. Eyes brimmed with tears. Got too emotional. Now this is too much, as I am writing this, the same problem.. tears… Even during school days when I participated in programs on Independence Day/ Republic day, and any patriotic song would be played, I would not show my face to anyone…. What to do, moistened eyes. Thought “friends will laugh at me”. Me emotional, hubby toh double emotional. Be it such scenes or the movie which has even little rona, he never even thinks of watching it. Well after this movie, couldn’t show my face to my sis too who was beside me then. Dad though not interested when asked for the movie came with us and was too satisfied looking at what our REAL HEROES do. After all he too has seen life of them when he served sometime for the Indian Army during his NCC days.

Oh yes… by the way… you people can take your seats  😀

This Goes To My School Pals..

I came across this forwarded message, and then.. my school frnds passed by my mind.. I dedicate these beautiful words n moments I shared with my Classmates ..  who seem to be too busy in their life 🙂 . Guys do have a look at the end of this post to have a glimpse of our blessed place..

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When the school reopened in June,

And we settled in our new desks and benches!

When we queued up in book depot,
And got our new books and notes!

 

When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

When we began drawing with crayons and evolved to
Color pencils and finally sketch pens!

When we started calculating
first with tables and then with
Clarke’s tables and advanced to
Calculators and computers!

When we chased one another in the  corridors

in Intervals, and returned to the classrooms
Drenched in sweat!

When we had lunch in classrooms, corridors, Playgrounds,
under the trees and even in cycle sheds!

When all the colors in the world,
Decorated the campus on the Second Saturdays!

 

When a single P.T. period in the week’s Time Table,

Was awaited more eagerly than the monsoons!

When cricket was played with writing pads as bats,
And Neckties and socks rolled into balls!

 

 

When few played
“kabadi” and “Kho-Kho” in scorching sun,
While others simply played
“book cricket” in the Confines of classroom!

Of fights but no conspiracies,
Of Competitions but seldom jealousy!

When we used to watch Live Cricket telecast,
In the opposite house in Intervals and Lunch breaks!

When few rushed at 5:00 to
“Conquer” window seats in our School bus!
While few others had “Big Fun”, “peppermint” ,
“kulfi”, ” milk ice !” and “sharbat !” at 4o Clock!

Gone are the days
Of Sports Day,
and the annual School Day ,
And the one-month long
preparations for them.

Gone are the days
Of the stressful Quarterly,
Half Yearly and Annual Exams, And the most
enjoyed holidays after them!

Gone are the days
Of tenth and twelfth standards, when
We Spent almost the whole year writing revision tests!
We learnt, We enjoyed,
We played, We won,
We lost, We laughed,
We cried, We fought,
We thought.

With so much fun in them, so many friends,
So much experience, all this and more!

Gone are the days
When we used
to talk for hours with our friends!
Now we don’t have time to say a `Hi’!

Gone are the days
When we played games on the road!
Now we Code on the road with laptop!

Gone are the days
When we saw stars  Shining at Night!
Now we see stars when our code doesn’t Work!

Gone are the days
When we sat to chat with Friends on grounds!
Now we chat in chat rooms…..!

Gone are the days
Where we studied just to pass!
Now we study to save our job!

Gone are the days
Where we had no money in our pockets and still fun filled on our hearts!!
Now we have the atm as well as credit card but with an empty heart!!

Gone are the days
Where we shouted on the road!
Now we don’t shout even at home

Gone are the days
Where we got lectures from all!
Now we give lectures to all… like the one I’m doing now……!!

Gone are the days
But not the memories, which will be
Lingering in our hearts forever and ever and
Ever and ever and ever …..

Gone are the Days…. But still there are lot more Days to come in our
Life!!

NO MATTER HOW BUSY YOU ARE ,
DONT FORGET TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT STILL
EXISTS……

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7 BLASTS!!! Are we safe in B’lore??

Blasts in Bangalore.

Can you guys believe it???

7 blasts in 15 minutes!!

As of now (on 25th July 3:30pm..ok..) 7 consecutive blasts  (low intensity – gelatin sticks and cylinders buried underground) in Bangalore in 15 minutes from (1.30pm – 1.45pm) !! Timers were used for this.

Areas were Madivala bus stop, Audugodi (2 blasts), Mysore road, Richmond area, Pantheerpura, Nayandahalli, Near Mallya Hospital. I pray to god for no more blasts.. god plzz.. 

As of now 1 woman aged 50 killed  and 10-15 injured.

Very bad incident man…. 😦

One Of My Fav Ads…

When I first saw this ad… I cudnt help myself from holding my stomach n laughing out loudly..    

Being tagged by Shanti..

I have been tagged by Shanti.. I wonder from when did he learn tagging others…
Ok.. here it goes..

Last movie seen in a theatre:
Krazzy 4. (Just to see SRK’s item number).

What book are you reading?
No books rite now… only T…..V…

Favorite board game:
Scribbling on Black board… hehehehee

Favorite magazine:
Any magazine whose contents entertain me..

Favorite smells:
Smell of the smoke of fire crackers, dettol, petrol.., soil smell when it rains for the first time..

Favorite sound:
Costly words of my hubby… he talks little ..

Worst feeling in the world:
No adventure holidays, no chocolates, no choco icecreams, no internet, no colours..

What is the first thing you think of when you wake up?
Again I have to cook today??? Where should I go for shopping this weekend??

Favorite fast food place:
Now it’s Domino’s Pizza… the new Sicilian wheat content.. Very tasty.. do try it.. esp Farmhouse.

Future child’s name:
will have to think… not a child’s game u know!!

Finish this statement, “If I had a lot of money I’d…”
first think of helping the very very helpless people.. Seriously..

Do you drive fast?
Never… I still have to learn driving, but wanna fly a jet fast.. My childhood dream.. hmmm..

Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?
Ya, my teddy bear (my husband) n recently i got a plum Garfield 2 ft tall..

Storms – Cool or Scary?
Scary, but I do enjoy it sometimes..

Do you eat the stems on broccoli?
Yes..

If you could dye your hair any color, what would be your choice?
I love my hair to be natural black as I have, I don’t like to look like a joker..

Name all the different cities/towns you have lived in:
Shahabad (my sweet township), Gulbarga, Bangalore, and Bijapur.

Favorite sports to watch:
I don’t like watching, but if given an opportunity, I would like to do the batting.

One nice thing about the person who sent this to you:
Looks innocent (but is not), always ready to help..

What’s under your bed?
White colored tiles (the floor yaar..)

Would you like to be born as yourself again?
Yes… very much… esp my teddy’s wife.. 🙂

Morning person or night owl?
Morning person during weekdays, night owl during weekends..

Over easy or sunny side up?
Obviously… sunny side up..

Favorite place to relax:
A clean Beach.. with less humidity..

Favorite pie:
Apple Pie..

Favorite ice cream flavor:
Chocolate, Butterscotch.. Strawberry tastes like tonic.. yuck…

You pass this tag to:

Raj, Roobarooooo… Roshniiii, Maneesha, Preetam, infact everyone on my blog roll..

Of all the people you tagged this to, who’s most likely to respond first?
will tell once I c the updated blog of the above bloggers.. 🙂

"I Am The Best" Attitude… I hate it.

Heard about the recent news involving Amitabh, Amir Khan n SRK??

Ok… when I heard it… I was thinking like… are the former ones really matured enough for us to be their big fans?? I don’t think so.. I think this is the first controversial post I am putting on my blog.

What those 2 people really did was like purposely hitting someone n then saying ‘sorry’. Was this kind of act really required?? Or did anyone admire their attitude?? Its pure professional jealousy n a feeling of insecurity I believe coz of which these 2 people are behind a single person… SRK. They are definitely not my favorites but I did admire their acting in movies, n now after all this… just forget it.

Know what… after this incident, the 2 said people have got more publicity, but much more is the love n respect they lost from their fans (only a negligible fans of them supported to what they did) and those not interested in them have started hating them much more for their attitude. Ok lemme deal one by one.

Take AB… he says a kind of sentence which compares him n SRK’s performance in KBC (earlier). Now that SRK is hosting ‘…..Paanchvi Pass…’, AB says directly or indirectly that the ratings of KBC (AB) was much better than SRK’s new show. If AB loves to be compared himself with others… I say he should first start from his home. If KBC is given to Abhishek Bachchan, will he be able to give the same kind of performance?? Will he be able to draw the same amount of population as much his father did?? DEFINITELY NO. OK forget comparing father n son. Will Abhi be able to attract a good number of viewers when compared to SRK?? AGAIN.. NO..

Ask AB to act like SRK in some of the latter’s hit movies.. will he be able to make the film a big hit??? NO, DEFINITELY NOT. OK.. what I want to say is every top stars cant be compared with each other… coz each of them have their own unique style of acting n presenting.

Different sets of people support different actors/actresses. AB is a movie personality since long n has acted in many films, so he is able to attract a large number of fans/viewers/audience.. Now a super duper movie star (who is going to be) after some years may not be as successful compared to today’s SRK.. I hope u people agree to me. This is one simple reason to justify.

KBC was more successful compared to …Paanchvi Pass…, I agree to this. There is a simple logical reason behind as to why is it so. Lemme explain.

The concept was too too new when KBC was started then, coz of which it drew a huge population to watch it.. later came SRK, then with …Paanchvi Pass… not attracting many viewers now… reason?? People are satisfied after watching many number of shows n are not much curious to see who wins how much… Now imagine AB as a host to …Paanchvi Pass…, will he be able to draw the same number of viewers he had managed when KBC was launched?? N…O. N E V E R. The concept has become to old now. Most of the viewers might have been demotivated coz they din get the call from those shows even after regularly sending the right answers.. Another possibility you know…

Now… Mr. Aamir Khan.. the kind of sentence he said about his dog, him feeding it.. was it really necessary to say that he feeds biscuits to it everyday, by taking its name?? He seemed to say like…. other dog owners starve their dogs.. comon yaar…. What are you upto??

I simply cant understand … how could he so comfortably say that. He says his caretaker named the dog Shah Rukh .He could have atleast changed the dog’s name?? Galti purposely karo, then maafi maango.. huh…

Sometime back I heard another story of 3 actresses who made fun of (or something like this) another actress looks. Previously I had admired those 3 actresses… but from the time I heard abt their comments on another… I hate looking at their faces. I wonder what the ladies got after doing this?? I SIMPLY HATE THEM. If given to talk to them, I will first talk about two of their silly looking noses.. really. After all everyone has one or the other feature on their face which can receive a negative comment.. rite??

I know blogging is about putting your thoughts to share with people, like I have put my opinions here. But at the end why do hurt someone publicly, purposely n then apologize??

They must had been aware of the consequences.. still they did it for publicity.

I hope no other personalities insult each other this way in future.

I have put down my opinions… now frns I expect yours..

Water Water Everywhere…

When ever I think about our trip to Sai Vishram Beach Resort, Baindur near Mangalore… all I can say in words are ““””WOW””””.

Man, the place is damn cool. I donno how to say about my 2days there… awesome it was. First time in my life I plunged into the Arabian Sea. During those water sports I shouted n screamed like anything.. too restless.. felt like going in the middle of the sea n swim.. (yes I did later, but with a life jacket)

We left Bangalore on 7th n reached Baindur the next morning.

I could hear the sound of the sea, couldn’t wait to see it.. went to it n had breakfast a bit late. First it was a banana ride.. I dared to sit at the front.. but later repented, coz I cudn’t c anything coz of the salty water splashing all over my face, till the end of the ride, I had to keep my eyes closed or giving my hands the work of a wiper.. but still managed to enjoy the ride.. surprise was when the driver took a left suddenly to end the ride… and made all the ppl on the banana boat fall into the water.. yuck .. the water was too salty. I had tried to do the impossible kind of act i:e holding the rope so tight as to not to fall into water.. but finally fell into it when the ride ended..herez the pic, me at the front.

Hahaha.. I think whenever I plunged into the water.. I ended up drinking the salty water.. not only by mouth, but thro nose also.. but still enjoyed every second of it.. c c I can c myself a biggg smile over my face as I m writing this.. After this we were into water for nearly an hour.. enjoying the waves coming n hitting, me getting into water n water getting into my nose again n again, think I drank nearly half a liter of salty water thro my nose alone .. I tried to do some swimming stunts(I donno swimming). Next we thot of having our breakfast. Believe me, all the meals served in that resort was so very tasty.

After this, as usual, again jumping into water. My mom-in-law had warned me pyaar se not to get into water like I got into air (parasailing) in Goa, but who cares such instructions when one wants n loves thrills n adventures. But for her sake I din do the rock climbing, even hubby was not happy about giving a thot of climbing, coz he felt i may get strained. (Ranjit shud had been ther.. we wud had climbed the rock for a change instead of the trees.. hehhee… ). I can’t wait to show the snaps to my mom-in-law. I sacrificed the wish of climbing the rock. Next again the tasty lunch.. then relaxed on the beach… watching ppl enjoying. Took a lott of pics of the sunset.

There were these 3 dogs called Fudge, Cesar and Boozo(very very lazy one). very lively dogs.. will run to u, wil play with u in the water.. get ready to take snaps with u.. I simply loved them. When I was taking hubby’s snap, one of these dogs Cesar(Gerat Dane) ran and stood just beside him ready to be shot… how sweet of it. Then at that night there was

camp fire/ fire camp (whatever). Everybody danced.. except a few ones.. includes me too..:-(.. wat to do, I love dancing but can’t.. The whole day I was with all smiles :-))))

Moons danced with them.. he never leaves such chances.. 🙂

NEXT DAY… the much awaited day the previous day…

Love to c sunrises, but Arabian sea can only show sunsets..

Got up, full prepared again to hold my nose n fall in water.. whoopeeee…. water again!!!!!! was all I cud think of.

Ppl there took some of us in a motor boat to a point 3-4 kms away from the beach n told us to be in the boat or in the water for sometime. Moons took off his life jacket n plunged into water, coz he din feel he had the touch of that water while swimming earlier. Later on he got into the boat since the guard din let him swim without life jacket.

I was a bit afraid as to how to get into water.. shud I jump, or shud I sit at the edge n then slowly get down using the mini ladder?? ‘no…’, I thot, I shud remember this thro out my life … n suddenly found myself holding my nose n jumping in the standing position,, I went somewhere 3-4 feet below the water level I think.. then wat?? as usual, drank some more water thro nose n mouth.. n saying yuck.. simultaneously complaining to my hubby abt the water. A biggg smile was all he cud give. I just kept my hands n legs moving, trying to swim n change my place.. but I think the small waves pushed me away from the boat.. the more I struggled to move towards the boat the more far I went, or was the boat moving coz of the water?? questions n questions n panic as well. ‘What if there are shark near me.. wat if they pull or bite my legs’,… was getting a bit afraid. Hubby got the slightest hint on my face n jumped into water n took me to the boat.. ‘haan.. this was something in life’, I said… but he din say anything to me for me getting into water when I din know to swim… I love him… muuaaaahhhh… my sweet stubborn life partner.

Later got refreshed, had food n got back to our tent.. I hate to be in the sun when it’s too humid.

Time for water again!!!! I rode Yamaha 700 Horse Power Jet scooter.

Found a bit diffi in the beginning, then later on was riding like as if after a moment I wil start flying the scooter in the air… luckily the guard behind me didn’t insist me to ride slow. I cud c my husband’s worried face frm far. Later on he too rode the bike.. n had a great time there.

Believe me frnds, this place is worth visiting n being there. U will absolutely have no complaints at all. Service was more than we expected, food was too too good. Only thing I could blame was the humid climate.. tats natural in such areas.

Everything was going on too good until he said to pack our bags.

I could hear me telling to him….

“is it really necessary to go back to Bangalore??”

Birhtday Wishes to You Dear!!

Lots n lots of flying kisses to my loving husband….
Its his Big Day.. Birthday today (23rd March), and I wish him loads of happiness.. success.. good health..

Sweets on his day are definitely not the first thing he prefers. Vodka is all he likes. And since I dont usually let him have it.. I thot he will be happy to look at these bottles atleast.. After all his Birhtday. Here Appu (his nick name) here’s wat u like… 🙂

CHEEEERRRSSSSSS……… 🙂

And if not happy with the quantity.. here goes another pleasant sight for u… 🙂

Love you always……

“Childhood Sweetheart”

All the names n characters in this post are purely not co-incidental nor fictions. These are all facts based on two unique best friends called Preeti and Ranjit. Any ditto resemblance may be a coincidence.

 

“MOMENTS OF LIFE” Presents…

 

“Childhood Sweetheart“

Starring:

Naughty Ranjit

Sweet little Preeti

Always Appearances : 2 doors of 3 yards distance, A cute little garden, mango trees, jamun trees, classroom, teacher with stick, our moms… n some extras as n when needed.

Not long ago some 26-27 years back there lived 2 little kids Preeti n Ranjit in the same building, their doors facing each other’s. As long as they lived there they had been very good neighbors. So good that whenever Preeti knocked their door (at least 10 times a day), she was always let in with a smile on their faces.).

Now I will stop this filmy way n tell in my way.

 

I remember the days when we were dropped to our kindergarten by our parents. During one of those classes, we were punished for making hell lot of noise & were made to raise up our hands (ah.. how painful punishment it was..)

We infact had been same bench mates for a couple of years in our primary class and see here too I was being troubled. Poor me.. :- (

This kid next door was (AND IS) a naught, intelligent n studious specie. Sometimes I feel I was the only creature o the earth being a target of his pranks.

Most of the time after the school, we (with a couple other frns) wud spend our evenings till sunset ON the mango trees n jamun trees which grew in our common garden. I really don’t remember wat we spoke but chat chat n chat for a long time…

We used to play with the mud, dry as well as wet (hehehhe…). Horrible were those moments and looks when our moms wud see us sitting on the trees and playing with mud and yelling at us from their respective windows on 2^nd floor.

‘Ting tong’, wud go the door bell whenever I wished to play with him. This fair, healthy looking, chubby cheeked kid wud open the door with a smile expecting me to be there as usual.

“ A ranjit, khelne aata kya re??”, I wud ask.

This very sincere mom’s son wud take her permission to go out.

“ haan chal, garden mein khelenge”.

Very precious were those days… will never forget.

As years went by, our communication lessened during our high school since his family shifted to a different house In the same colony. We even did our 10+2 in the same college. During these days I had avoided him coz the ppl in our college were too narrow minded n I din wanted to give any chance for any kind of rumors.. this is where I had completely lost in contact with him.(God! Why at all I did that??) Later he moved to his hometown in Kerala n did his graduation there. Worked for some time n recently doing his MBA in NIT, Trichy.

Surprises n surprises, my eyes popped out when I saw him trying to add me in his frnds list in my orkut home page.. it was such an exciting moment… my first frnd, my best frnd… finally got him again!!

My parents too were happy to know that we are in touch again.. his mom had called me to spend some days in her place.. I really wish to, she prepares such delicious food .. hmm have to think abt visiting her.

There was this strict guy called santu (nick name). Though only 3 years elder to us.. he wud act as if he was 10 years elder to us.. but this guy was sometimes bossy .. but sometimes he was cool and is cool.. :- )

Sometimes he wud flirt (he din leave his granny also). Sometimes tried to pick an argument for time pass.and then it would turn into a seriousargument(for me), but nice timepass for him.. huhh..

When it comes to ranjit, we used to fight a lottt. I remember pulling his hair and him pulling mine shouting n screaming… “Eeeeeeee”… n our moms had come to separate us… god….

When dads came home… complaints n complaints… for the next 2 days we wud hate to c each other’s face…

Many a times we did the hit and run business if angry. I wud hit him on his back and run for my life.. either to my mom or to his mom(I knew I wud be safe with her too)..

“Aunty dekho ranjit mujhe maarne aara”..

His mom wud scold him and his face wud be a sight to c.. poor guy.. rarely he wud get the chance to say what really happened. I did the same with santu too… hehhheee…

Many times he too had followed my footsteps… huh… tit for tat..

Not even a year back he managed to get my contact number n we chatted for long.. After some time, I asked in our usual language…

“kya ranjit, koi girlfriend hai kya??”

“kya preeti, tujhe maalum hai jab bhi ghar ka darwaza kholta toh tu hi rehti thi… uske baad koi nahi aayi darwaza knock karne…” (giggles)

“kyun ranjit, flirt kar raha hai kya??? Wait… once u meet I will hit u like anything…”

Both laugh…

M very desperate to meet my very very old frnd, a good frnd.

Given a chance our moms wud definitely be happy to talk to each other but my mom speaks in Kannada n his mom in Malayalam, but broken Hindi was one language they used to communicate earlier.. hehhehee….

This guy has recently played in a short film for which he was in the lead role.. its in Malayalam.

I can say a lot n lot about OUR days in childhood, but definitely not on blog coz it gets tooooo lengthy….

 

So true….

Sweetest Birthday I ever had

11th December happened to be my birthday, the sweetest b’day I ever had. Have moved to an apartment and I am on a mission on setting our new home. Hubby too had been too busy with his work that day ( doing the duty of 2 ppl coz 2 colleagues on leave). I cud see in his eyes how tired he was when he come home.

Around 12 midnight he woke up without disturbing me, took the cake from where he had hidden it and brought towards me, he woke me up, the room was very dimly lit. Before I cud understand what was happening, he held the mini black forest cake in front of me with a candle lit on it and said, “here love, wish u a happy birthday”. Being too sleepy as well as surprised I din know what to say but I was with all smiles and managed to say thanks. In that dim light I still could see his tired and sleepy eyes. He accepted a small piece of the cake and then went to sleep. I enjoyed the lion’s share of the cake..

The next day he managed to come home soon and took me to his work place (which happens to be a 5* hotel… errr.. not boasting) and had our dinner there. After this another surprise awaited. A bigg black forest cake arrived. As I cut the cake, all the waiters and the managers in the banquet hall sang the birthday song and then played a cheerful birthday song in the music system. I was already in the air by then. People wished me and resumed their work. Wished I could add the photos here, but I forgot to carry the cables with me from home town.

I din mind about losing the rest of the cake ( basically m very selfish when it comes to sharing cakes, chocolates, ice-creams and pani puris)
M very happy that I have such a loving husband.

Thanks a lot for everything darling..
Lots of love…
-preeti..