3 years & 3 months

It just hit me...

I just realized...

Its been exactly 3 years and 3 months since I have known you!!!

3 & 3!!!

I know... I know.. its not a great deal... but for me it means 3 years & 3 months of love, affection and companionship...

I still remember the day I met you... I thought you were an ass'ole!! I was wrong.... soooo... wrong... You are not just an ass'ole.. you're also one of the most loving and adorable people I know.

We've been through so much... individually and together... but one thing remained constant.. you unwavering support... which means the world to me...

All the small things... the small talks... the small gifts.. small spats (OK OK BIG ones too!!) and the small dreams... which you've given me, define my life and existence... what would I do without you??

Thank you for changing the meaning of my life....


Hugs...

Catty Women

"Not Really"

Do women bitch?
Yes, they do. Its an age old fact.

Do I bitch?
Yes, I do. I've been doing that for __ years! (yeah, guess my age!)

Following are two actual incidences which have taken place at my home/ work-place!



Scene 1:

This happens, almost every time when women (sometimes men too!) in my family meet.. ahem.. except for those who are being bitched about, but of course....


GM: "Lets sit together tonight. All of us. Its been quite a while since we've bitched about the nefarious 'C Family'! I must tell you what happened recently and what these people did! Especially that Bitch!"

MU: "Sahi mein! (Really!) Even i have to tell you what happened the other day, when i called her up!"

ME: "Yeah, its been a long time... and it would be fun!"

MI (A male member of my family): "SO! Please make sure that we have loads of 'Maggie Noodles' in the kitchen! We cant stay awake till 2-3 am without having anything to eat!"

PA: "Yeah! And something to drink as well!"

SO: "I don't like them at all. I think I will sit with you guys and listen to what all you have to say."

So, what was supposed to be a bitching session, turned into a small party of sorts. Everybody bitched, everybody ate and went to sleep, grumbling about being fat, with tummies full of food, which is supposed to be fattening.


Scene 2:

Some women (Including me of course!) sitting around a table in the deserted Cafeteria, in my office.

A: "Damn! Its so hot outside!"

B: "I know! Speaking of hot, look who is wearing skimpy clothes again!"

C: "OMG! How could 'X' wear something like that! She's looking trashy!"

D: "Oh! have you heard the latest about her! She has finally managed to sleep with that dreamy manager! Another notch on her bedpost i must say!"

B: "WHAT! Are you serious!"

D: "Absolutely! 'E' told me so!"

C: "Hrrrmph... she's a fucking nym*****iac! She'll sleep with anybody!"

A: "Aw shit! I really liked that guy! How could he?"

Arrival of 'X' and 'Y' on the table

X: "Hi! Whats up?"

"Hi X! Hi Y! How you guys doing!" everybody chimes....

X: "I'm fine! Its scorching hot outside!"

A: "Yeah!"

C: "Hey X! You're looking good! How and where the hell do you manage to find such nice clothes! We must go out for shopping together some day!"

Scene fades in meaningless female chatter......


Hmmmm.... yes women do bitch! Anyone who claims otherwise is a liar!

Why? Bite me if i know!! :))

The Reason

I've found out a reason for me

To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

Courtesy: Hoobastank

Dear Impossible,

I am not here to sing the song, but yes I wish I could sing it loud right now.

I have been awake for the past 4 hours. Waiting…. for the results; examination results. (Not mine of course!) The credit goes to the cat who woke me up at around 3 AM and telepathy. I woke up because I felt she needs somebody with her right now, my cousin, my friend and partner in the sins pertaining to pizzas, Sonali; who was waiting and is still waiting for her CBSE results for Secondary (10^th for you!) and hasn’t slept a wink.

We have watched a movie (Sweet November), surfed the net, scoured the rooftop done everything to keep us busy….but the wait isn’t over yet…. It’ll take another 45 minutes or so.

My head is buzzing, and I am feeling sorry that I made her watch that movie with me, she didn’t like it. Why did I watch that movie? Of course, there’s a reason. MY REASON.

I remember the first time I saw that DVD, in your collection. I was surprised, I know you love war movies and hardcore action, and this was a revelation about you. You told me once that this perhaps is the only romantic movie which you like.

So, why did I watch a movie which I’ve already watched… like 15 times? Answer was simple. Because of one simple rationale, it reminds me of you. Last Night. I found out MY REASON….after spending almost 1 hour on telephone with you. I thought I knew you. More than two years, I’ve spent worshipping the ground you walk on, but I never knew you felt like this. I feel so inadequate while I take upon this responsibility. But, I give you my word that I’ll try my best to do what I said I’ll do. Just pray for me.

And today, while I wait (It feels like eternity!) I realize that this is how long I will wait for you. Till eternity, thanks for making me realize the reason behind my existence.

Love Always,

Yours Forever

The Cruise: Superstar Libra - Part III

Preparation:

Lets put together the two bored kids and the two bored professionals with a home maker and a doctor, mix the additives in the form of lovely weather, a beautiful and luxurious ship, funny crew & funnier co-passengers and voila! See the fun!

Beginning from the the hot morning at the Jaipur airport till the humid afternoon in Mumbai, when we disembarked from the ship; the trip was full of adventure and exaggerated emotions! Fights between the Kids (that includes anybody who is 20+ but less than 40!) kids and grown-ups and grown-ups themselves!

Getting off the aircraft, everybody re-affirmed their hatred for the Tinseltown Mumbai....

"The weather sucks!"

"Its too crowded!"

"Its dirty and soooo old!"

and

"WHAT THE FUCK! the markets are also closed today!"

chanted everybody and prayed for better times on the ship! after wasting a lot of time trying to shop for swim-suits and knick-knacks, turns taking bath, spending too much time in the bath-tub and generally messing up the beautiful bathroom in that beautiful hotel room... we headed for the Mumbai port.

Mumbai port : Unlike the ports shown in the movies which are mobbed with gangsters... this one looked like a poor cousin of an airport. People were checking in, making goofy faces while being photographed and getting awe-struck with the huge ship which they were about to embark.

Teen Deviyan (Me, P and S) were disappointed, there seemed to be nobody who looked like a hunk, seemed that 80% of the ship's population comprised of Gujjus and honey-mooners. Shanks looked bored to tears and my Mausi & Mausaji looked harassed with our tantrums.

Inside The Ship: There awaited a Las Vegas show-girl... scantily dressed, wearing plumes of feathers and a French guy with azure eyes... our hopes floated and soared the sight of cute looking oriental crew. The ship was beautiful and i dont think i need to describe how comfortable it was and what all amenities were there. From comfortable bunk beds to lofty loungers on the deck; from basketball court to the running track; from the spa to the swimming pools and jacuzzi, from the library to the top-less dancing shows; from free food made by the chefs of 'The Taj' to the horrendously expensive bars; from discotheque to casino, everything spoke of opulence and comfort. You name it and you get it (for a price of course!) So where is the fun?

Fun was not in the comfort it was the people around! the Old Uncle who danced every night in the discotheque and won almost every freaking contest, the lusty chef we befriended the first day who was always busy looking at the wrong places at the wrong time (I have a photograph to prove that!) Fun was 'ooh-aahing' for Matthew who looked amazing dressed as a man as well as a woman! Fun was flirting with the crew and sharing the photos of their family members and children. Fun was sneaking away to the deck during late nights to lie down under the star-studded sky and talk about nothing at all. Fun was trying to find signals on your phone, so that you can speak to a temporarily estranged boy-friend and waiting for his calls. fun was the banana-boat ride in the beautiful waters around the islands of Lakshadweep, swimming, looking for the loo on the deserted island, beaches of Goa, shopping and last but not the least getting into senseless quarrels with each-other...

What we did not like of course, was sea-sickness (The pills makes one sleepy, I lost an entire day because of the fucking sea-sickness pills!), getting sand in all the wrong places, getting caught doing things you're not supposed to do, first time swimming in a swimming pool full of sea water and paying the outrageous bills.

We disembarked the ship on the 4th day, happier, rejuvenated and with a skin shade which was ten thousand timer darker than our original skin! The most noteworthy accomplishment of the voyage, we were more close and at peace with each other!