PEEK A BOOK

I guess i'm coming back after a long time. Looks like either my frequency is reducing drastically or i'm running out of thoughts. (I so hope that the later doesn't happen in the near future!!!!)

Anyways coming to back I was...A couple of days I was browsing books at Landmark, a paradise in Namma Bengaluru for ME.....I had successfully picked up a few books at a throw away price since a sale was on. Brimming with joy, reason being, at the right place at the right time!!! (Book is my addiction and for those of you who don't know, read my previous blogs BEFORE CONTINUING....)

The joy of being amongst books, is a different feeling altogether which only another species like me will understand and agree upon. I had picked four hard bound books and the best part being all were new authors ( In the sense it was new to me as I would be reading it for the first time).

I was just looking through for more and I found this RED COVER PAGE book staring at me with eyes longing to be mine forever...Well I must confess that just for the fact that it was RED, I couldn't resist and without a blink I picked it up. ( IT WAS NOT CHETAN BHAGAT's book by the way....)

I read the preface and found it pretty interesting. NOTHIN FOR YOU MY LOVE, i still love you.

A typical title with an awesome cover page - RED. The picture also pretty sweet, heart beating all over (Not in the literal sense for those of you who are my first time readers, a little exaggeration adds more spice to it...)

There I go, I got it billed and bought that book to be brought along with me.

When I started reading it, it was a typical girl-meets-boy-falls-in-love types. But as I proceeded it was a little different; boy-mets-girl-elder-to-him-fall-in-love types. But when I finished it, it had a very different ending....(No more. Lazy ones can start reading. IT'S HIGH TIME.)

Now the purpose of this blog was not to give a brief about the book I read. (You guys can jolly well go read it yourself....)

Behind the cover page, the author's mail I.D was printed.

I jotted down to I.D to mail the author and appreciate the book. I casually mailed this guy and appreciated his work.

The best part was this guy mails me back. It felt really good. The mail was really sweet and nice.

Well, that is it...Don't expect more....

TECH 'NO' LOGY

I know I'm posting something after a long time...

Each day I goto work, now what's so new about it??? All of us work, and I am the same too...

But this new work place of mine was a wee bit different from my previous workplace...

Read on to know why...

Everyay, I walk in to work, I need to swipe in. Now, swiping in has become a habit...Anythin done over a period of time becomes a HABIt.. (I hope all agree to agree...)

So my brain is tuned to swiping in...

All of a sudden, new work place.. Everything is new... Definitely the brain needs to be re - programmed, which takes a litlle longer to sink in...

This new work place of mine has BIOMETRIC access.... I'm sure all of you know what that means....Finger Impression.....

I had got my new access in the morning...I very smartly used it...

6:16 P:M, brain would for sure have stopped working.. It's working from 6 in the morning....

I happily walked out of office, as the door was open..

After a while I realized, TECh No LOGY!!!!

DESTINATION SPLENDID

Atlast D Day had arrived after a lot of debating back and forth. The place was finalized but the problem ahd been the DATE. In all contexts, I guess date plays an enormously significant role(Agree to agree or agree to disagree). Finally it was decided 14th Nov. '09. Yes, Children's day.

Destination: Sangama

Date: 14th Nov.

Travel: A Pleasure

Accompany: Family on board

Now read on to know about this trip.

8:15 A:.M --> My mum and me waiting at our pick up point. For all our luck, it was raining that day and was super chill. Me as usalu packed like an Eskimo, mum as usual, dare to face the cold types. Our pick up was scheduled between 8:15 to 8:30 A:M. But little did i know that meant a long wait....

8:30 A:M --> Frantically I'm pacing in front of the petrol bunk... Damn, why hasn't this bus come???? I see no sign of it....

8:45 A:M --> My phone beeps with a message from my colleague that the bus hasn't started from office yet. Wow!!! Office is like an hour's journey from my pick point minus the traffic and peak hour jams.

9:00 A:M --> I sigh and sit on some stone. Shit man, don't they have anything called time sense... Or all their clocks frozen. Gosh, it's so darned cold...

9:15 A:M --> My cribbin knew no bounds. My mum has oodles of patience, I don't even have an iota of it and damn who the hell likes waiting.. Not even for my hubby would I wait I guess....(Or you never know...:)

9:30 A:M --> Still no sign. I pulled out a Kit - Kat and passed it on to my mum. Both of us were experiencing butterflies of different versions inside our tummies....

9:45 A:M --> Is the bus ever going to arrive?? My mum was also kind off getting irky by now... It was almost an hour and a half and still there was no sign....

10:00 A:M --> Finally after walking a few mts away, we boarded the bus....I mean it was awesome. The leg space was unbeleivable. I could stretch my legs without an obstacle.....It felt so good getting a bus for a long distance travel which I never do....

10:05 A:M --> My colleague had reserved our seats. I sat next to her and mum on the other side....Atlast we had started...

11:30 A:M --> There were African Elephants in all our tummies...Finally they stopped at this brilliant place which was a temple - cum - park. There was Lord Krishna, Lord Ganesh & Lord Hanuman. Huge structures of these God's were erected and it was brilliant. It was splendid a place. There was this rally cute stray duck next to me. It was so cute. Finallly, after my photo session (My new interest these days is Photography, so was honing my just acquired nascent skills......), I finished my breakfast which consisted of my FAV - UPMA and other not so interesting things.

1:00 P:M --> We finally reached our destination and got dwon form our buses.

1:05 P;M --> Here comes the ultimate touch.. We are supposed to cross the water and how are we doing it?? We have to sit in something called a "THEPPA"...Man, it was ht first n one of it'd kind experience for both my mum and I. We finally managed to get into the wobbly thing and sat. There was 3 more people along with us. The guy with his oar started rowing. It was such a mind blowing feeling. I think everyone should try this old age-modern adaptation technique, it feels over the top.

1:07 P:M --> The so called rotating tranformer brought us near the rocks, from there we had to wade in water. The water was till my knee level. We all took out our shoes and started walking in water. That is when it dawned on me that I have this mistaken notion that I walk fast. the actual test is I guess when you walk in water. I feel I'm walking but I'm still there itself...There I see my mum walkin as if its a paved road....

1:10 P:M --> I finally reached the shore types... From there we trekked a wee bit and reached a flat surface. We spread our mats there and arranged food... We started playing games....

3:00 P:M --> Smashing food was served. We were all ravenous. Had a great time eating.

4:00 P:M --> We had some official game.

4:15 P:M --> Headed back to water and played. Landed up collecting pretty shells.

5:15 P:M --> Back in the THEPPA.... It felt so good again....

6:00 P:M --> We boarded the bus ad took our respective seats. Started on our journey back..

9:00 P:M --> Alighted the bus and started home.

This was the most amazing official trip I had been too. The memories are worth a lifetime....

MIS - PASS

After a long time, here I come again... Seems ages since I blogged....At last I finally thought of something to be posting out here...

Sunday, I had some work so ventured out to Indiranagar. Usually the public tranports are pretty empty unlike weekdays. You can actually manage to sit too...

I left home as I was running a little late, got into a bus. The bus was empty, so found a seat to sit. Had an unfinished book in hand so started. I got down one stop before my stop and started walking. After a few seconds I realised I was a stop behind mine. Walked up the distance to were I was actually supposed to board the next bus. I waited a while before I could get my next bus.

I hopped into my next bus, which was way too empty by tis regular weekdays standards. I sat in the seat and I saw a conductor standing there so I said Pass.... But that guy just nodded his head as if he could care less... I was taken aback a wee bit, neverthless I continued reading my book....After a few seconds, I see another conductor asking me... I was so zapped that I had happily told somebody else when the actual conductor was asking now....

I couldn't help but laugh.......

OUT OF SIGHT

It's been a really long time since I posted a blog... Here I come after a long time....

Two of my best colleagues at work quit...Now what is there to post a blog on that... Read on...

One of colleagues had joined after I had joined work...She was wee bit a fresher.. Ramya and me got close to this chik.. She seemed pretty sweet and nice...We got freindly with her and she got close to us..So the three of us used to literally freak out at work.. It used to be great fun...

It so happened that we I fondly started callin the newer of my colleagues CAT.. She used to remind me typically of a CAT...I told Ramya that observe her closely and she resembles a cat so much.. And the best part was even she started feeling she looked like a cat...Now isnt that great.. Two feeling the same is much better than one.. Cat's facial expressions were similar to a real cat..

After that sometime another colleague of mine started feeling that she looks like a cat.. Cat used to kinda get so buuged that all beacuse of me people feel she looks like a cat but she used to be very sportive.....Taking it ay her stride types...

The best part was yesterday was her last day.. When she was leaving in the eveing, my H.R was talkin ot her and all of a sudden she says , "Oh My God, You so look like a CAT"!!!!!

Well, well , well no comments......

ZEAL TAMPERED

The world seems so dull,
The very trigger dead,
Nothing more left to pull,
He stand on nails of bed,
For in vain search of his sweetheart!!!!

He stands all alone now,
The very meaning within erased,
Like an arrow depreived of its bow,
His very soul blazed,
For in vain search of his sweetheart!!!

A cluttered mind,
Thoroughly battered heart,
Nothing to un wind,
Her intent was clear to part,
For in vain search of his sweetheart!!!

A dream broken forever,
Thoughts in utter despair,
Were they never meant to be together????
A sight very rare,
For in vain search of his sweetheart,
In every sense they had meant to par!!

EACH NEW DAY A NEW WAY

Each new day when you arise, you know you have something to look forward. The bright day brings in new aspirations, new hopes & a whole new range. It feels beautiful to awaken to go for it.

But just imagine, just suppose, there is a break. A break in your each new day. Trust me things wouldn't seem the same. She just experienced a break like this for about a week. By God, life wouldn't have been more pathetic than this. Lying in bed the entire day, seilenly hoping that TOMORROW would definitely be a new day. All day long with nothing to do. Day would some how pass, but nights would seem the longest. Each second would seem an eternity.

The same plight of lying on bed for over a week, was a litlle too much to bear. Not able to walk, not able to sit, not able to do anything practically. How would life seem like???? No better then hell...

Finally after what seemed like a zillion years on bed, she was able to get up from bed. A second life was all she cpuld think of to thank her stars and God...

Each day is brilliant. We crib at times over monotonous rituals, each day we do the same and there is nothing new happening in life.

But have you ever pondered that this is what keeps us going... Just sit back a day or 2 breaking your monotonous life, trust me it will drive you crazy!!!

Indeed life is beautiful, make the most of it.....

CAT FIGHT OR

This is another fiasco of mine at work.....Obviously a Team Effort....

I have a colleague of mine, well not Ramya who is equally close to me... Now at her request, I will not name her.. But I fondly call her CAT... Yes, that is her name in office.... This cat and me usually have a nice, friendly fight all the time.. I mean its so much fun pulling her leg, just to see her cute reactions... It indeed is so cute, that Ramya and I all the time land up pullin' her leg.. (Actually hoping that she will grow atleast a few cms....).... But in vain.....

The other day as usual she and I were happily lost in fighting... She was telling me something so I was pulling her cheeks... ( Cats usually have adorable cheeks and this cat is no exception...I always pull her cheeks...)

It so happened that is was post lunch and I was near her cubicle... No one was around, so I was bending on her chair and pulling her cheeks.. It so happened that my hair had covered her face and mine....Now, now, now,,,, Hold it right there.... Before the minds start galloping like a race horse in a derby..... I was actually pulling her cheeks and she was telling me something...

Now to our utter shock, our manager walks past us.....OOPS!!!! This person always almost has a perfect timing... Actaully horrible timing... The places he doesn't need to be present, well he is VERY MUCH THERE....This time too he is there... Now, my poor cat got frightened.....It was a sight to see.....

He made a pass... But thank god not a nastly pass....It was a sweet remark...

We indeed were saved.....

WED CHAINED INDEED

Now this blog of mine is going to be one mind blowing piece... Why so??? You must move through it to know why....

I love M.G Road.. All my friends who know me, know that is my weekend hangout either with folks or friends.. I just love that place... Owe it to my school being so close that it has just become an inseparable part of my life... THE HEART OF THE CITY - M.G ROAD.....I love buying books in my favourite hangout, Blossoms.. Jewelry shopping especially JUNK... I'm a junkie when it comes to jewelry...

So this particular saturday also, I was hanging out in M.G, buying some crap or the other... I just bought a nice shell chain and was standing near Mota Royal Arcade with it....I was just giddling around with it...

I did the most absurd thing.. I just put up the chain in the air to see how it looks... as though I was going to garland my knight in shining armour, in the very lovable place of mine......But something more absurd happened... I was so lost lookin at my chain, that I didn't realise a neck had just passed into that chain.. OH MA GOD!!!!!

That was just so damn funny.... It was a sight to see... This guy who had almost got the chain round his neck was a cute lookin guy... I couldn't help but I burst out laughing.. All my friends started laughing... This guy was laughing.. The best part it was in the middle of the pavement and there was a nice circle of onlookers already formed around us... Man, I just couldn't stop giggling...

It was a rare sight to see..... To this day, I smile when I was Mota Royal Arcade......

Garland in my land.....

ROUTE TO THE CANAL

Root - Route Canal.... I'm not sure if most of you are familiar with this painful word... But i'm sure ons lucky lass to get acquainted with this very fortunate treatment way back in my class XII... Oh!! indeed lucky right?? Well, let me go ahead with that wonderful experience of mine...

Class XII, the most important year.. Turning point in one's life.. Indeed what a turning point in my tooth's life.. Turn, tossed & drilled around... Of course moulding required.. Not for me but for my tooth...

Now coming back to my poor, damaged tooth which needed a new shield... Why the shield was required??? Way back in class VI, my neighbour had opened the window on my face, when I was peering to see the new born baby in their house.. So, owing my shield tribute to her.....So here I was, much to my discomfort seated in front of my dentist with my mum beside me... Gosh !! How I hated being there... All those wierd instruments tossing & turning in my poor mouth which had to be open like a crocodile's mouth....Jeezzz.... People feel I have a big mouth, but my dentist agrees to disagree....Anyways, there I was half sleeping & opening my mouth to the utmost.... Elasticity test, trying to be successful...

After a long & horrendous half hour, my dentist's verdict was out... My tooth needed a R.C... I was wondering what on earth did this new acronym mean... With a little bit of racking, I figured it out... The most dreaded dental treatment of all times - ROOT CANAL urf R.C....Now I was in with great luck....

There started on with my treatment... Seemed endless...The awful drilling... Poor tooth.. The painful injections... Man, I almost touched the doors to HELL but was back because of its crowd....

Back to my amazing expedition... After all those horrid instruments poking my tooth, actually poor tooth, here I was thanking my mentor for her great deed.....

The most horrible part was yet to come... They place this horrible , awful, detesful thing in your mouth filled with a semi-solid green stuff... Oh God!!! Actually you find it difficult to breath also... That darned thing is used to take your teeth measurements....Man, where is TECHNOLOGY now?? Not applicable to the DENTAL INDUSTRY is it???

Then after the R.C is done, you realise, all that is left out is a wee-bit of your tooth/teeth reminants... For old times sake....Loveaduck!!! A brand new shining cap is fitted, making all the other teeth overflow with green jealousy.....Poor set... This brand new one, OUTSTANDING, by all means brims with happiness for a short while... Then its back to being in sync with the rest STANDING OUT.....After all that torture, finally, I had my new too tooth....

Not enough to experience this, I had 2 more done in my Engineering days......Those experiences were not the Fresher ones... So not required....

I stop at a cap now.... Caps are not required....

CLOUD OUTBURST

An evening to remember for life.....

24th Sept. 2009.... Now what is so special about this date.. My posting will give u a better picture about it.. THE BIG PICTURE!!!!

As usual I left office at 6 in the evening with my colleague... Got into a majestic bus & reached by 6:30 ....Wow nothin great at all...I just got into another bus and it started drizzling.. Drizzling only right... Now who on earth knew that this drizzle would not be a drizzle in a few minutes time...

I sat in the bus and plugged in my i - pod.... By then it had started a little more to pour.....I closed the window.... The bus started but never bothered moving an inch.... I took out a book to read but realised the light is so blinding that I didn't want to risk my eyes.. ( There was hardly any light in the bus... pun intended there.....)

I dozed off for a few splendid minutes... Opened my eyes to see I have hardly moved a few inches....I am still in majestic itself.... Now what the hell was happening.... By then the rain had started pouring away.... In a few minutes, the water would be seeping in.... Well, that is exactly the comfort of public transport.... Rain, won't go in vain...

I pulled a packet of something I had and ate that also... But still the bus was not even crawling a few cms....I again dozed off...After another few moments I opened ny eyes to see in a totally different route... Now panic is not in my blood.... I just poked this lass next to me and confirmed I'm in the right bus.... By then it was almost an hour and a half in the bus and I had not even covered quarter of my journey... It seemed endless today... I was beginning to get restles....

Obviously right??? Who wants to travel endlessly that too on a local tour which takes place everyday.....

By then my friends & parents had pressed on their panic buttons which indicates Me, and had frantically called me loads of times....I had patiently repeated the same place even after a long time.....

Now it was alreay 8:30 and God knows how long I was going to take before I reach home... I had reached lalbagh by then... N Oh My God!!!!!! It looked like a mega pool.... Flood looked too near now.....I was really agitated by now, but there was nothing much I could do...Just sat and waited....

Al last I reached Ashoka Pillar by 9:oo.... A solid three hours in the awful rain and pathetic bus.....

From ther reached home by 9:45 P:M.....

One helluva of a journey it was.....

BUNKIN' BUMPKINS

Bunking classes.... To some students, its the strangest thing... something like an UFO.. What the hell does that mean??? I was one among them... Known for my cent percent attendance throughout my life in school & colleges....Let me tell you more about it...

So bunking classes in my school was a taboo... A big No - No.....I mean it could never happen....We were unknown of this word called "BUNK"....Finished my schooling and was pondering whether I should do my 11th & 12th or P.U.C.... My first option, obviously was +2.... But luck was elsewhere and I got the first taste of college life....

College, the coolest place to hang out... Fun, excitement, masti, dhamaal... UNLIMITED....

Its cool in college to bunk classes.. BUNK, becomes a very hip word and in the literal sense its HAPPENING.....Happening everywhere in the campus... A new buzz word with the new kids on the block...

Me, as I told you earlier, known for my cent percent attendance.. I used to get awards for that... Ok, a little extra bragging about my self, but its a done thing...Once in a while, chalta hai types....

Now I have never bunked a class in college too... My best friend and I were discussing this once..... I was telling her that I have never bunked a class and I want to see what bunking a class felt like actaully.....I had heard lots about this new fad in college and wanted to experience it myself....Here goes my mind blowing experience......

Saturdays, in my first year, we used to have only Hindi classes... Unlike school wherein my first language was by default English, here it was Hindi.... Two sections combined together would have Hindi classes... Sanskrit & Kannada were in demand obviously.....

So, one particular saturday , after a lot of internal debating, I decided I would bunk a Hindi class.. Yes, that is right.. ONE HINDI CLASS OF AN HOUR..... Now, for me that itself needing so much of debating....I told this great news to my best friend.... She looked at me, like I had lost my marbles... BUNKING and Me...Chanceless.. She gave me that i - know-you - too - well- to- bunk - a - class look... I told her we would... She was more than happy... We went to the canteen at 10:30 a:m to have breafast and decided we wouldn;t attend the 11:00 a:m to 12:oo noon class...

So we went and sat in the canteen... Man, I was jumping with my joy... Obviously, my first ever BUNK... I was in seventh heaven....It was 11:oo a:m and I saw guys tricking away to class.... I was happy.. My heart was beating away like it was on its last trip or something....After ten minutes had passed, I saw a couple of girls from my class come into the canteen... I was baffled... Why were they out of class too??? Curiosity to the core...Even these girls... Nothing new...

I walked upto them and asked if there was no class... Guess what I got to know...

My HINDI Prof has bunked college himself that day.. He was on leave...The VERY SAME DAY I HAD VENTURED OUT ON MY FIRST BUNK EVER.....WHY, WHY , WHY,,, WHY had he chosen the same day...I was utterly disappointed....To the core I must say... It meant so much to me to bunk a class, but guess it was never meant to happen.....

I knew I would never even try bunking after such a disastrous maiden venture......

What a way to BUNK a class???? Way to go gurl.....

P.S: I was never meant to bunk a class.....

CONFIDENCE UNLIMITED

This is another own experience of mine.. Man, I really have loads to fill my blog.....

I was in my XI Std. I'm sure you will all agree as to how it feels to be out of school and step into a brand new world called "COLLEGE"....The very word college for a X Std student brings in the following to look forward too,

a. FREEDOM FROM UNIFORM ( If its someone like me, then 3 different uniforms..)

b. No restrictions

c. BUNKING CLASSES

d. LINCENSE to a license

e. Brand new wardrobe

f. Pocket money

What not.. The list will be endless and I would have meandered away like a tiny bubbling brook...

Now coming back to my college life... Like everyone I was on cloud nine to step into this brilliant world.. I had a whole lot of friends but stuck close to one girl. She was my best friend....

I was from an all girls convent and entering into this strange world of mixed breeds was a little wierd in the beginning....There were a couple of them with whom we used to chat a little...

The fun in college is endless if you know how to enjoy...It differs from one individual to another....

There was this big time announcement in college... The most awaited of all times... ETHNIC DAY... A delight to all the girls and a feast to all the guys...I was excited too.... Only for the reason that I had draped a saree only once before in my fifteen years of life----SCHOOL GRADUATION CEREMONY.....This would be the second time....I was super excited... Now this excitement was cemented with a whole stack of problems... My mind started revolving like a turbulent sea....I was so lost in thinking that I didn't realise the dates had been changed already in a few minutes... Luckily our seniors announced again... This process of you schdeule - we reschedule between seniors and super seniors went on.. I kept a count till the dates changed four times, after that I lost pateince... Then it was confirmed that the coming saturday would be ETHNIC DAY..

What a relief... All the girls started deciding and you know the typical girly conversation went on and on and on....

Saturday - D Day arrived... I had thought of a simple voilet silk saree to drape... ( Cotton's pastrel shades were still afresh...) I got ready with lots of butterflies in my stomach...

Finally, I reached college.. Our college gate will be swarming with all the drones waiting for their bees and would be bees... And this day being SAREE DAY, I was a little baffled... The crwod seemed lesser than usual... Further down the corridor I realise nobody is wearing a SAREE..... Now what is happening... Which college have I entered.. Gates were correct... But why weren't they in a saree...

Look at my self confidence, I happily walked to my class, still sighted none in saree... This must be some kind of a bad joke... A real bad one... Anyways, I walked into class.... My class bustling with noise all the time seemed very serene.... I walked into class and there was pin drop silence...

All of thems tood up to wish GOOD MORNING MAA'M... By then, they realised its Me... Each one looking at me queerly.. I mean very obvious right... Me out of all the people walk into class that too draped in a saree... What a shock they were in for...

I pulled my best pal aside and asked her what was the matter... She told me that it had got cancelled last evening again...I was like dumbstruck out of embarrasment... But my friends very sweetly walked me down and accopanied me home to change... A sweet gesture that indeed was....

I decided never to drape a saree again in my 11th.....

P.S: I guess I didn't stick to it.. Confirmed it and draped it the next time....

What a laugh I have till date when I think of my adventures in college... Indeed hilarious....

YOU ARE NO WHERE!!!!

This blog of mine, will be the first of its kinds...... Yes, an unique post fro me.. Why?? It will be the first ever book review I will be posting...Not that it is my first ever book read or something.. (My previous blog on books will suffice....)

This was one those rare Indian author's book I had picked up sometime last week...
YOU ARE HERE is the name of that WONDER... Ful book I read... Now what was this author thinking when she wrote this book, NO - ONE knows I guess....I'm sure even she doesn't... Lame ain't the word to describe it....

This book revolves around the life of a girl called ARSHI....Well, this girl has all the so - called GOOD OLE HABITS under the sun...She works as a P.R in a firm and lives with her flat mate TAPSY, who is actually trying hard to study something....

This ARSHI does whatever is a TABOO in the INDIAN FAMILIES... Anyways, this lass is an excessive drinker... I guess water is replaceable, whoever says it is becoming scarce...
God knows what the author has described ARSHI's life in the book to be... All she does is party, party, and more party.. YEH DIL MAANGE PARTY HAR WAQT, BEY - WAQT types...Then he goes club hopping, pub hopping, keeps falling in and out of love of lust whatever, smokes like a chimney, boozes till she get sloshed out... Gets laid a whole lot of times...More of it which I wouldn’t want to post in my blog at least.......Now, this is LIFE....Lady wake up, What ever were you thinking of messing your own life to his great extent.. Not cool at all....Sometime she goes clubbing with another bimbo who snorts and peacefully pukes to wake up days later in a hospital.... This bimbo has hots for a guy, who can't care less for her... Arshi runs around in vain behind KABIR, her new found love interest....But no point.. Tries hard and finally manages to get her feet off the ground too.....

Then there is wedding hungama of a gurl called DEEKSHA, arshi's school mate... Getting married to a Canadian guy called JEAN - LUC....

In the end, mum wins as Arshi decides to go to U.S.A to do her M.S and her flat mate moves back to Meerut, but she makes up her mind to get her feet off the ground with her guy, FARHAN before anything else happens.....What a noble deed right??? You bet, one life, lead it this way..

Now tell me if this book has anywhere to go!!!! Keep pondering.. Grey cells need to rigorously work out at times!!!

P.S: Avoidable book.....Take a turn and go back....

NO - SENSE

THREE - Now what all comes into a mind when you think of it... A mere number which has a value when prefixed with zero...Now tell me who the hell would think of this number as a title to a movie....Yes, movie, which I happened to watch some freaky weekend... And we had traversed half of Bangalore to go watch it.. I mean desperate times, deperate measures...

Anyways, to our utter shock, we realised there were only THREE COUPLES WATCHING THREE... And our gang.. Man hardly 8 0r 9 people in the theatre... What an absolutely amazing feeling... It indeed is... I mean you feel so good ....I guess once in a while people should watch crap in almost empty theatres......

Now without much ado, let me continue about the movie I watched, theatre later.....

THREE, as the name suggests involves THREE people....Man, what were they thinking when they wrote this movie... Its just not sold...FREE, FREE, FREE.. also goes unheard.....Yes that is right... UNHEARD...

Three people, trying to kill each other.. Awesome plot...The leading lady and her beau live in a splendid bungalow types abroad... Then decide to rent it out to a bachelor.. Then this guy backmails the lady and tries to kill her.. She realised its her beau's plan to croak her and there she gets smart..Eventually kills her hubby... And then she runs up home while he is disposing off the body, informs the police that someone has killed him, and hurts her self like hell... Bangs her head to the wall and keeps the receiver dangling down...The cops arrest the blackmailer and off he goes to cool his heels...

This chik behaves as if nothin has ever happened and starts with her violin teaching again..

This cop comes to her and tells her she knows that the murder has taken place at a different timing and not the one informed..

Well what do you think should happen??

Killer is left scot - free to continue violin classes & the proof is torn

AWESOME movie....I loved it...THREE....I guess brain dead moment, this story was written...

THREE NEVER EVER......

D' ART UNKNOWN

The topic seems a little abstract right??? Well, may be....But read on to know more and clarify it too...

Tringggggggggggggggggg......Bleeeppppppppppppppppppppppp........Thadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa....

I mean what not....These are some of the hideous ring tones I get to listen to...Oh My GOd!!!!! Did I just say hideous.... Understatement..... They are awful, detestable, loathsome.....

Technology is indeed a boon... At times a bane....Cell Phones!!!!! Buzz word from the last 5 - 6 years but gaining high level market in the last 2 - 3 years.... Every Tom, Dick & Harry possess one... And the tones their phone rings in , is grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.....Nerve racking.....Especially, Hello,,, Hello,,,, And then a few more crappy words come out.. I mean for crying out loud, a Hello at the top of your voice even before you call..... Man, utter nuisance... ( A few turkeys in my office too, have this MIND BLOWING ring tone...)

Anyways, boon or bane discussion later on.. Let me stop meandering like a lost brook......

My phone as a rule is never in the loud mode from the day I have come to possess this awesome little pocket sized, at times nuisance.... Never ever....I just hate it... So what if my phone is silent, unfortunately the phone possesser isn't... So there goes!!!!!

When I get a call, OH MY GOD!!!!!! My voice can never ever be low.. You guys got it right... I am not one of those SOFT SPOKEN GURLS at all.. Either ways, very true..... But it is not meant to be deciphered that I scream to the top of my voice... Irrespective of knowing the Decibel level.....

I try hard to whisper, but either that other person is so tuned to my voice that they won't understand...or I land up going back to my own pitch....Old habits die hard types... Right???

Now what actually this entire preamble is leading to is a very nice incident I came across just last evening....

I got into my second bus well within 6:30 P:M yesterday, one of those really lucky times.....I was busy reading a book... There is this lass who gets into the bus 3 mins later... She sits next to me... I saw she had plugged in her ear phone... Well, what is so umcommon... (Now let me tell you one more thing about cell phones... MUSIC, by default a major bless... Unless its not for public entertainment....But there will be a few who love to entertain the rest...SOCIAL SERVICE TO THE MANKIND... MAN.. KIND.. Now the MAN part is comprehended, but KIND... UNKIND at times.....)...

Now, this girl sat and I went back to reading my book...After sometime I got a call, spoke and hung up.. Now let's not discuss the pitch....Then I just turned to see the girl next to me... PHEW!!!!!! I would have died out a major cardiac arrest.. Yes, you got it write, no more blogs, motivations, entertainment from me.. What a loss.....Well, to my utter astonishment, I realise that this girl has been yanking on the phone from the time she has got into the bus....My GOD!!!! And the best part is I, sitting right next to her haven't got a single word to listen too.. Yes, not even an alphabet....

I was so stunned that I am pondering even now as to how a few poeple are blessed with this wonderful talent of 'SPEAKING SOFTLY', which I so far am UNKNOWN OF....

Hats off to this girl... If I ever meet again, I will for sure post a blog on the tips of SPEAKING SOFTLY... Now not related to SOFT SKILLS at all...

Watch out this space till then folks!!!!!

MOTIVE.... NATION......

NOW, NOW, NOW.....MOTIVATION, typically H.R terminology....Well, I still go on with it...





Motivation is a big push in life... It is needed at so many levels in an individual.... Don't you think so....Or is there someone who agrees to disagree... ( If so, go take a hike..)


Coming back, every small thing needs a lillte bit of that extra push at times, either an external force or an internal drive that emerges strongly that the gates flood open...


Now was that too much....Wasn't it??? ( What bro???? Wadya say???)....





Lets take the dreaded Class X Board Exams... Now who says motivation is not required to take you through a good grade.....Right???





Or say Class XII exams.....That great MOTIVATION may lead one to the IIT's...Most prestigious colleges.....





Well, I should say I am pretty good at motivating people...





Let me proudly justify my above statement..





Just three days back, my best friend, who got married last year, came to me... Of course, she has too....We stuck from the last ten years.....Now let me tell you further..





She has one helluva of a time in a day... Trying hard to balance both professional as well as personal fronts... ( I am sure, she will strike a cordial balance soon....)





She used to cook earlier, waking up at 4 in the morning...Pack and leave to work...





These days she is finding hard to do that... So that poor girl is having food at work.. Well, cant't eat put daily right??? I mean I cant' at all...





So she pings me and asked me what to do... Me being Me... Went on to give her all the advice possible...





Imagine the mind blowing results... This lass has started waking up early again in the morning and started cookin and packing in time......





So what more do I say???? My Motivation WORKS.... Right Gurl???

Gurl... I'm sure your reward is on the way.....Go girl go.....





P.S: Sharp motivating skills .....Motivating is done absolutely free of cost!!!!!!

JUST A SMILE AWAY

AS IT IS SAID, " A SMILE CAN PUT ALL THINGS STRAIGHT".....or " A smile confuses an approaching frown".....

Anyways let me spin my tale on a SMILE....

Each day, as I've mentioned in my earlier blog, I try hard to leave home at 8:30 a:m.... Yes, you got it right, try hard.....

Anyways I leave home at about 8:30 a:m, hurriedly rushing towards the stop to catch a bus... ( At times, I'll be lucky if I don get a Volvo.....Obviously saves me the cost apart from my bus pass cost, OVERHEADS saved....)

I usually will be reading my bro's msgs which he would have left loads for me to read and MISS him more...:) or I will be listening to music....or Messaging of course!!! ( How could I miss that essential part of my life.....)

After a walk a few seconds from my house, I see this girl walking in the opposite direction towards me... She has the usual way of walking, with her hands folded. come rain, sunshine etc, this girl never wears a Cardigan.. Never ever....I call this girl my INDICATOR!!!!!

Yes Indicator, because when I see her I know I'm early... And I secretlt praise myself( Well done babe!!!!) Yeah, yeah , yeah , for those of you smirking, it ain't a great achievement, but for me it is.......

This Indicator , as I said earlier, walks in the opposite direction. Initially, we used to just see each other and pass off... Nothing more, nothing less.....As the days passed, I guess my face kinda got familiar to her.... Then she used to see me and I used to see her, and pass on....

Nowadays, yes nowadays, it is so happening that we both smile at each other when we pass....SMILE , yes a smile...Doesn't cost anything you see.....Let's see when we talk to each other....

It actually feels nice to get a warm smile from an unknwon acquaintance on your way to work.....

Way to go my Indicator!!!!!!

As of now this is my SMILING PAL who is 'Just smile away'!!!!!! ( And according to my Bro, Just A Smile Away, becomes Just a Mile Away!!!!)......

ALL IN AN EVENING

PART III

MY CONCLUDING PART...WILL KEEP IT SIMPLE & SWEET & SHORT..

6:05 p:m : Rushing towards the bus stop, tugging my Ramya along... Wishing we get an empty bus to sit and go..

6:10 p:m : Shit, that bus was so damn empty, why the hell didn't that guy stop... God, we have wait now.. Usual ramblings.....

6:15 p:m : The sight of an empty bus is like an Oasis in the Desert.....

6:30 p:m : Chuggs along to reach majestic...Man what an unwelcoming sight....Ghastly...

6:42 p:m : Standing and cribbing away to glory... Obviously no bus...

7:45 p:m : Finally reach the destination from where my mum picks me up//

7:50 p:m : See my book guy is there, if yes, pick up a few books and reach back home...

Rest I need not go on.. Not required to know everything..

That is it for now....

ALL IN AN AFTERNOON

NOW FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO WONT FOLLOW THIS BLOG, GO TAKE A HIKE...

PART - II
ALL IN THE AFTERNOON

Let me continue from where I stopped....

9: 45 a:m : Awesome.. I made it.. That is the feeling I get when I reach office....

9:50 a:m : Busy checking mails.. Yes you bet, mails... ( GMAILS)....

10: oo a:m: What is the hurry man?? Anyways I have to check, loads of mails will be awaiting in my Inobx...

Let me skip the rest... Goes on in work....

1:30 p:m : I' m so famished... Lunch time..

2:00 p:m : Back to work..

Then goes on...

6:00 p:m : Me out of office..

That is it for now...

Until next time...

ALL IN A MORNING

ALL IN A DAY is heard, but ALL IN A MORNING.....It will come out in three parts...

PART - I --> YES, IT'S MY MORNINGS.....

THIS IS HOW I START MY DAY....READ ON...

7:30 a:m : Oh Shit!!! Oh Shit!!! Its already 7:30...God not again.. I'm late.......Each day i decide to wake up at 7:00 but Me being Me....I rush down stairs...

8:00 a:m : Running around the whole house, telling my mum that I am late..

Usual scenario....My mum will agree for sure...

8:20 a:m : Trying to stuff something into my mouth or my mum shoving it down my throat... Eventually I manage to gobble up something...

8:32 a:m : I try hard to scoot from home to the bus stop...... I manage 9 out of 10 times.....the other time it gets 8:35 a:m......

8:38 a:m : God!! Please let that darned VOLVO be there, I can't go standing else... Please , please, please... Praying hard on my way as I have no time at home.....:)

Effective utilization of time on the road you see... I'm sure you'll agree, " WALK WHEN YOU TALK, TALK WHEN YOU WALK"....same application in my case, minus the phone....

8:40 a:m : If the RED VOLVO is standing, nothing pleases me more in this world... Man , I made it.. I beam as if I have won the OSCAR.... May be some day I will.....:)

Hop in and sit in my usual place... Open a book and start......

8:45 a:m : WOW!!! The bus starts.....What a joutney.. No one dancing on my head, no one stamping my foot, tugging my hair or clothes... It feels I'm on cloud nine...

9:25 a:m : Shit man!! Shit.. Haven't reached majestic yet!! What the hell, even after paying this guy is slow ...What fate!!!

9:30 a:m : Oh man at last I see the familiar sight, buses choc o block... All honking in vain.....Me first, me first... But alas, the wait besets....

9:31 a:m : Finally I hop down... Well it doesnt end here... I run again to catch another freaking bus....

This scenario may not be new, but this is how it works for me each morning....

Until next time, keep waiting for the rest.....

SILENCE AT TIMES

THIS BY FAR IS THE MOST UNBELIEVABLE!!!! GOTTA BELIEVE IT THOUGH....

"SILENCE" - The very GOLDEN word was alien to me till a little while ago.. My friends and brother for sure will agree on this.. My mouth never shuts as long as I am awake.. Thank God, I do not talk in my sleep, else my poor jaws would go take a hike by now....

Anyways, the inference is that I am a very talkative person... then why SILENCE.. The most dreaded word in my dictionary....I must admit I am a poor listener.. I have to talk, very rarely do I allow my opponents to talk... Battle won always...

But these days, yes these days I am learning to be SILENT... Can you beat it???? No ways!!! Oh MA GOD... ( My pals will have a cardiac arrest or their brains will sleep...) Yes, I'm learning a new art these days, " THE ART OF BEING SILENT"---- FOR ATLEAST A WHILE....

I somehow keep my mouth shut in office and do not talk much.. Actually feels good.. I always knew that SILENCE and ME are poles apart, but I was mistaken... Highly mistaken...

I can also remain silent if I wish too....

Man, ain't i glad to discover this new potential in Me...I need an award if there is any...( Well, the silent ones will for sure get mad at me...)

Anyways what I wanted to say is that even I can be silent.

P.S: Feeling is very good at times, as it avoids all the unwanted talks. Lets see how long it lasts...

A DIFFERENCE

This blog of mine may seem different, but I'm sure it won't go unread....

6'o clock each evening I leave office, hoping against hopes that I needn't have to travel via Majectic. (I'm sure all BMTC commuters would agree with me and understand the pain of travelling in a bus firstly & secondly via majectic...). Each day no different at all.. I leave office, catch two buses to reach home via the dreaded majestic.. ( My pals who call me at 6 to give me company, will know the real essence of ma cribbings...)

So, here I was three days back leaving office again at 6 in the evening. At least then I manage barely to reach home by 8:45... Phew!!! what a journey... Courtesy: Traffic Jams....for making it so simple.... Anyways, I rushed out of office and my pace increased to reach the bus stop... I caught a bus to majestic... Reached the wonderful place at about 6:30 P:M. I was tierd to the core.. Exhausted completely... I had to wait for sometime before I got my next bus.. Wow!! I mean what luck... Travelling via majestic is by itself a lovely plum cake and if you need to wait there then its the best cream topping on the CAKE... Most of the days I manage to top off the cream, but this day was one of those lucky days when the cream didn't want to bear the idea of separation from the cake..So they united, AT MY COST!!!! How marvellous!!!

Well, that is my idea of travellin via majestic & waiting there for the next change...

Before I digress any further, let me verily continue what the intent of this blog was....

I finally managed to get into the next bus at 7:00 P;M. The most pleasurable half hour wait...

Then comes the actual part of eating the cake, getting into the bus.. Its very simple.. you see it depicts "SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST"!!!! Apt for me at the moment.. I used all my strength and got into the bus and landed myself witha seat to sit.. I am good at it..

The bus started after fifteen more minutes.. Oh it was the best feeling in the world...

Moving bus, window seat... what more a luxury to devour the cake....A cherry on top, or chocolate sauce when you get a seat...That completes my cake...(Let that watery topping not drip on ma blog, for those cake lovers....:) )

Here I was loving the fact that I managed a seat snd was lookin out of the window..

What do you think I should see? ( Hold those imaginations right away... I don't want those wild horses galloping in the race....)

Our bus was just about leaving majestic. I turned to see a VOLVO next to our bus. In that bus I se this two couples. So what!!! Read on....

This girl is happily sleeping on the guy's shoulder, blissfully ignorant about the cake or the cream or the cherry theory!!! She is sleeping away to glory and that poor guy's hand was her pillow... And the same case with the couple in front of them ...

Some poeple have all the luck in the world!!!! And here I am bragging about my evening adventures......

Need I say more.....