Tit bits of the elusive past

I wear my blue salwar kameez and look in the mirror, it‘s gift from my grandfather…though bed ridden wants to gift me something for my new acquired job….he hands over money to me and tells me, buy some nice dress for you. I say no need dada….but he insists…also informs, that if it costs more…he will give the rest happily, its just that he is not aware of the recent rates…I never tell him about it….but I buy a blue salwar kameez…not very expensive but beautiful…I show him, his eyes light up….after a year….he passes away….but that dress I wear with love for him in my heart…..it can never replace anything I buy…

I write…..I cook…I blog….I think of ideas for a business…I dream….i miss aaji…..my maternal granny….she tells me a story of a girl….i am 7 years old and i listen ........a story of a girl who looks pretty….she is smart and witty….she has a business of her own…has a chauffeur driven car……she walks on high heels….with a smart business suit …..talks with an unmatched command yet dignified respect for all in her voice……and then I ask her …who is she?….she opens up with a bright smile and exclaims….she is your future aduli……and I laugh naughtily….I already know it…I have heard the story a million times…..she dreams for me…..so I dream for myself…..I am trying to match up to her dream….though very far….attainable for sure…..I want to do it…not for me….for her….someday I will…..I will…and she will smile from heaven….show me a thumps up….

I am in fruit shop on greams road….sipping my juice…..I think of my dad…..I narrate to amit….my dad used to feed me the juice, do you know how…..he used to suck the juice and let it remain in the straw…then drop in my pouted mouth….isn’t that hard work…..only dads can be so caring…..I call him with moist eyes….he is in mumbai.......even though i feel like...... i cant meet him often.....I tell him I missed him while having my juice…he laughs from the other end…..chuckles and says I remember adu…more strongly than you do darling… he promises me he will visit me soon....

I am alone in my house….my husbands busy…..I am nervous for no reason…just a little sad …cant figure out why...maybe I am missing my aai…I think of aai…..one day I sat like that…a long time ago….she came to me and told me….I am not only your mother sonu….I am your friend too….I did not believe her ……she told me her stories….of her crushes…of her teenage….of her marriage ……of her joys …of her strength…..I now believe her….I tell her my stories…with no fear at all….she embraces me….holds me close…..doesn’t judge me at all…..she is my best friend even now…..I don’t call her….because she will call me…she will know what I am thinking…..telepathy works between us……the phone rings…..

Life and Adjectives

Office was buzzing with voices of my colleagues and vendors who had come for some discussion. There is this guy, a carpet vendor; he is a typical marketing guy. Always remembers everyone’s name, always smiling and always trying to persuade everyone and anyone that his carpets are the best in the business. A very jolly kind of a character, we all start smiling when we see him entering the office. His voice is loud and strong and so we all instantly come to know that he has come!! Today, my colleague was trying to achieve a certain rate with him, this guy as usual was polite yet stubborn, and he was smiling yet witty. My colleague, irritated a little by his attitude, frowned and said, “Don’t use these adjectives, your adjectives are not going to get me convinced!” this guy replied instantly, “Oh…No Sir, adjectives make life interesting! How could I not use them!” and smiled hard again! My colleague finally couldn’t help but smile too!
But his statement made me write this post, it struck me so much! Isn’t it true? Adjectives make our life interesting!! We can make our life happier than it is by adjectives, we can make it lousy than it actually is, by adjectives. We express our feelings with adjectives; we disagree with someone with adjectives. Our blogs are all about adjectivating :P
For eg. If I want to say, “I am bored!” I would rather say, “I am incredibly bored!!” and that would reach out to everyone quickly!
If I want to express happiness, instead of merely saying I am happy, I would say, “I am ecstatically happy!!”
We all do that…..right! Our life has become vibrant and happening only because of these adjectives….lol..
Toh yeh post unn adjectives ke naam!!! :P

Scribbling thoughts....

I don’t have much work in office today, so I am marveling about things which I don’t generally think about, but they are kind of so important ….actually!!! So here are the randomly reminded things I don’t know what I would do without…..
Tomato Ketchup…..I always wonder who must have invented the tomato ketchup, I love it so much…I mean it makes any snack taste better…doesn’t it? Be it Kanda bhaji or a burger. It surely is one item which blends well with Indian and western kind of cuisines!!
Maggi…….Isn’t it a life saver, though I love cooking and all….but I get bored too: P!!!! So cheers to maggi!!
Chai…….Like a blog I came across today, its called Chai aur Gupshup (in Marathi we say….chaha aani gappa tappa)! That made me think….chai is so refreshing, we I mean my family, can have chai at any time of the day or night …..I swear! : P
Remote …….remember…there used to be no remote controls for T.V., A.C. or Video cassette players!! Dunno how we managed to live….i remember….the youngest of the family members was always made to get up and change channels or the volume….and many a times it happened to be me :) So I am thankful we have Remotes now….
Camera…..My god...I cant imagine my life without a camera…I love clicking photographs….and we make memories alive by watching photos of old times….whenever the whole family sits together…there is one programme of watching photographs watched a million times earlier….but yet equally special…..isn’t it?
Mobile Phone……well……6 years before….i didn’t have one….actually I hardly knew about it…but now I cant live without it!!
My Data Card…..well without internet ….imagine…….the world would be such a limited space!
Movies and Music……more than a hundred years ago….a movie was first made……well….now we have so many ….and we all love them! Btw I am actually going for one today, Luck By Chance……hoping it’s a good movie……will write on it if I feel like …..Well…it’s the first time I have let myself scribble aimlessly on my blog……thanks to my fellow bloggers I am learning from them…..:)
I hope I am making sense with this one though…..am I?

Relief Finally...

The blogger I had written about has now deleted all the blogs which were originally mine...so I am relieved, but just wanted to make a point here....we should do something about this, just a couple of months ago my friend Shubha also faced the same problem with her blog, we should all do something about it!!! Its plagiarism thats going on so widely......can anyone suggest me something?

What a copycat!!

Hey People,
I came to a shocking realisation today! My own school mate, my class mate, actually my bench partner at one time had been copying my writing in my blogs!! Word to word, posts to posts, and I was really hurt because what I write is from the bottom of my heart and its about people I love to heights! Someone cant just copy it!
Well all I will say is she used to copy in school, and she copies even now, can you beat that!!
For your reference, I am forwarding all of you the blog she has created, please note that some posts might be her own. But many and I mean many are from my blog!! Also, the dates can be adjusted the way you want them to! I am not angry because someone copied my writing, I am angry because its my life that I have written so lovingly about, and someone just cant snatch it away from me! Here's the link to blog that she has created,http://merinanhipari.blogspot.com/ Those who have been reading my blog, will know what I am talking about. For others, just a piece of information. Just in case you want to refer my blog It is http://readmeout-aditi.blogspot.com/ I dont need to proove anything here, just that I wanted to bring to light her character.
P.S. Arshiya- I have now words for you, next time you do it, I am going to post another article here, so that everyone knows that you are nothing but a cheater.

The Girl.......

Its been really long since I have written something, be it good or bad, convincing to my heart or not, I haven’t sat peacefully and wrote anything. My mind and my heart seldom work together, and only when they do I am able to write a little. My blogs have not been looked after by me, I feel guilty to have ignored them so curtly, but my mind is racing with other priorities which are equally important. My mind wins over my heart nowadays. In the past, my heart never compromised! But now it’s mellowed down. From a hustling and bustling river, it has transformed into a silent spectator. The process has been truly enjoyable but also slightly saddening. So, I thought I should write something about the person I was before; I am sure all the girls who are reading would relate to me joyfully yet with a streak of sorrow! This goes to all of us!!
I used to wake up to my mother’s voice, sometimes she would be complaining over my laziness, most times she would be caring, now I wake with the alarm on me cell phone to see my husband serenely sleeping beside me.
I used to wake up with the thought of what I would wear, which sandal on which dress, now I think of what to cook for our Tiffin, whether there is any vegetable in the fridge and whether there is dough for the fulkas!
I used to merrily get ready for college later office while my mother handed over me my Tiffin! Now I make my own Tiffin, pack it hurriedly, while I notice chores which are still undone!
I reach home with the thoughts of what to make for dinner; I make a cup of tea for myself and sit on the sofa with thoughts about the work lined up. My husband is yet to reach home from office.
I used to come home to talk to my mother about the happenings of the whole day, and also to a cup of hot steaming tea which my mother would hand over to me while I rested on the sofa!
I used to ask her, “Kay aahe aaj jevnat??” (What is the menu for dinner?) Now, I make my own.
From a girl who was a daughter, who was a carefree soul, I have now courteously changed myself into a responsible caring wife. These things are not unpleasant at all because I have Amit who cares and helps. He understands me and so allows me to get bored at times; we eat out when I am tired. On weekends, he makes tea so that I can enjoy it without entering the kitchen; every Saturday we go out for lunch or dinner, he listens to me with interest as I express to him how my day has been. It’s not all that gloomy, but it’s undoubtedly different! I love my life even now, but the girl inside me whines at times. And so, ‘I will keep the girl that I was, alive in me forever, and sinfully let her out sometimes because after all she was the person Amit fell in love with in the first place….isn’t it?

Ghanjini - a downfall of Aamir khan

Finally I saw Ghajini, we really struggled to get the tickets, watched the movie from the first row!!But I was totally disappointed with the movie. I mean I adore Aamir Khan to death but that’s only because he is a thinking actor and not just because he is charmingly handsome. I couldn’t believe the loop holes in the movie were actually overlooked by our very own Aamir!!
I have seen memento twice, because it is so intelligently made, it took me real good time to understand every bit of detailing. Well its stupidity to even compare Memento with Ghajini.
Firstly, though I agree Aamir as an actor has performed very well as Sanjay Singhania, but throughout the film I felt like he had no real connection with any of the other characters in the film, for that matter even with kalpana, their chemistry is incomplete, their love is too kiddish & immature. Also very stupid! For example, kalpana calls Sachin aka Sanjay Singhania before he is supposed to leave for his Gaon, at 1. 00 am, she stands in the middle of some road next to her pink scooty with 1 lac 35 thousand in her bag! He meets her, they have their moment, he is so overwhelmed that he forgets to drop her till her door, looking at the dark night he obviously should! Forget dropping her, he doesn’t even hug her; they are a couple for God’s sake and are going to be apart for 10 days! Such detailing is expected from Aamir Khan. Secondly, if Sanjay Sighania can buy her a lavish apartment and gift it to her by tricking her, cant he make an arrangement for her to travel to Goa?? He travels to London in his private Jet while she has to board an empty train in the middle of the night, doesn’t he have a heart to ask her how she is travelling!!! When Ghajini ruthlessly kills (typically South style) Kalpana, he doesn’t ensure the death of Sanjay Singhania, leaves him alive, so that this movie could have been made!! LOL! Sanjay Singhania is not known by anyone, but still he is as rich as the Tatas or the Ambanis, what a shame! There are uncountable flaws like this in this Aamir starrer movie! I would have rather liked it more if it was a SRK or an Akshay Kumar movie, you know why! But Aamir…nah!!! Especially after TZP, it’s a total downfall for him!!
I don’t know why but there is nothing good about the movie that I can think of!! The songs are good, but could have been better! Asin is beautiful but at times overacts, or maybe her character is kinda too much excited all the time! Anybody could have replaced Jiah Khan. The vilian of the movie, I would rather remember him as Sultan in Sarfarosh, and not Ghajini. I would ask Aamir to make a great movie with his thinking brain so that it helps his fans to forget that he ever made such a stupid movie!
Aamir I love you but I am not dumb, you see!