The Bad Guys Vs The Good GuysVsMe

We sometimes just don't know who to trust, always confused not knowing if it's the bad guy pretending to be the good guy or the good guy pretending to be the bad guy...
Ofcourse, there will be times when you feel like nobody could love you more or care better, but believe me, such people don't exist, it's only you who can love you the most!

To help you out of such dilemma(s) here are some tips I'd love to share:

1- This guy tells you he is bad, but to you- he stands the most caring person of all.
     HE IS NOT! He is just as dangerous to you as he is to the rest of the world. If he states otherwise then he is just LYING. Leave him before you become one of his victims to threats and abuses.

2- Your so called crush/boyfriend proposes to you within a single date/a week, and asks for your hand in marriage before his friends, family or cousins.
     He is a complete NO-NO. You are interesting to him, and probably his new favorite show piece. He is scared to lose you and wants to secure you before you get to know the reality. He does it publicly and so fast that you are left with no time to think nor space to adjust to what is happening- he is forcing you to say a "yes". Leave him.

3- You become his princess for the first 3 weeks/weekends, and with the onset of the fourth, he just begins to ignore you.
Then my girl, he is already BORED and he is actually looking out for space and privacy and wants to break up now! Leave him, it isn't too late.




4- He sticks to you 24/7 on the phone or at home and feels bad when you go out with your girlfriends or brings up a new fight when you are about to have some fun.

He is SPYING on you, wants to CAGE you, and is very JEALOUS of your life. Leave him before he makes you his pet parrot! You definitely don't want to live like that.








5- He constantly reminds you of your past and your mistakes, taunts you, and argues over the same topic over and over again.
He just CAN'T LET GO, despite his own mistakes. Leave him, otherwise he will make you cry over why you even existed.

6- This dreamboy of yours keeps flaunting himself and his lifestyle etc etc and tells you how bad you live.
He is FAKE just trying to make an impression of what he is not.








7- He says he loves you, but still keeps hitting you with "see what you've done", "you don't even know this", "oh god, you have such bad circles" etc etc...
He is a tough NARCISSIST, trying to make you feel low all the time and portraying his greatness over plain canvasses. You are just his new favorite for his favorite hobby. He loves himself the most and CAN'T LOVE anybody else. Leave him, you don't want to be depressed for the rest of the time thinking how bad and lowly and stupid you're.

8- He breaks up with you, then wants you to call him and be with him, and this happens almost every second day.
My darling, you were NEVER IMPORTANT to him, you're just a piece of ass that he is playing around with till the right one takes him back. Stop entertaining him and don't give in no matter how badly he wants you back. You'll be surprised at how fast he finds his new "hot babe" without wasting any time..







9- If he tells you, that you both share a special bond and that you're v dear to him, and that it has to remain a secret, a secret that only you two can enjoy, then BOO! He is the wrong guy. He might just be telling the same thing to 10 other girls around you. He is a playboy looking for some fun, that's it.

If you're guy holds green to anyone of the above, then it's time you knew if it's the bad guy or the good one!!
Hope this helps.

Good Luck.

Dear Santa,

I'm not sure if the man upstairs is listening anymore, maybe he never was. So, I'm relying on you, big man, to make some holiday wishes come true for me and the people I care about.
It's not too much to ask for, I don't want to win the lottery or bring harm to anyone. I'm not asking for anything frivolous or silly. I know I've asked for a lot of things, a lot of help in my life, but believe me, I'd trade anything, everything that I have just to see some miracles happen.
And, again, I stress, for me and for the people I care about most dearly. We all need some damn magic.

So, in the words of Morrissey,

Good times for a change, see, the luck I've had can make a good man turn bad. So please, let me get what I want this time. Haven't had a dream in a long time. See, the life I've had can make a good man bad. So, for once in my life, let me get what I want. Lord knows, it'd be the first time.

Merry Christmas!!

A free Indian, A free street, A free India!

Last week, I was just walking in a lane off the main road.

I had plenty of time to look around and observe people and places in that locality. I got a huge rush of stares at me as I walked the first few yards. From head to toe, I could feel dozens of eyes following me till I didn't get out of sight.

The public waiting room! It wasn't long before I realized that..

People simply stood outside their offices, sipping tea and entertaining themselves looking at the pedestrians, as if they had all the leisure in the world.

Some simply sat on the platforms along the lane and watched while others took the pain of shifting from a horizontal to a vertical position to look at me.

I noticed that some of the walls along the street had paintings of various Gods and Goddesses, in different sizes. At first, I couldn't understand why would anybody paint them onto walls like that on the road?
Then with a very bad stink, I got the answer, that was to prevent peeing on the walls!

Welcome to the world of public pee'rs! So desperate to water the streets..

A few steps ahead and I saw a man rushing to the nearest empty wall, he was probably challenging his bladder! Some were so proud of peeing right against the 3 inch space between the paintings that he looked all around while he released himself, the show-off guy!

There were people peeping out of their windows to while away some time, there were the home walkers who were to lazy to get down the road to talk a walk.

The peep walkers and talkers were all around!

This wasn't the end of it, as I walked down the lane, some kid hurriedly dashed into me and dropped his ice cream cone, this lil brat started crying so loud that I had to go and get him a new treat first before I could wipe the pink sugars off my clothes!

This was the SSS- Social Service Street!


India is a sovereign, democratic, socialist, republic and a secular state!
Hence, we find all kinds of people doing all kinds of strange things they could ever imagine, at anytime, any place, and with no bounds!

Lucky Escapes!

How do you define luckiness?!
By how easily your wishes come true?
By how many times you find your long lost wallet?
By what comes as a return of long forgotten goodwill?
By how many times you escape from the wicked witch in your dreams?

To me, its none of the above!
In my case, its just an escape from a series of mishaps...

Here they go...
Last week, I luckily escape burning from a hot hot pressure cooker as it held it carelessly with my bare hands.
The very next day, I luckily escape an accident on the road, did hurt my knee though, mad mad car and crazy crazy driver!
The third day, I luckily escape hemorrhage by hitting my head onto a nail in the wall, I instead scrape of a bit of my tattoo with my own toe!
The fourth morning was a slip-o-flip in the bathroom, luckily escaping multiple fractures!
After that, the next evening, I'm rushed to the hospital for a stupid bleed, and then I'm miraculously cured just like that!

So, that is me, careless, yet getting lucky at odd times, accident prone yet saving lives - saving my own life luckily!! (Touch wood to escape bad omens)! 

Haha

Art-i-facts!!!

It all started last year with a list of "Things-Before-Thirty". The start-off being 'Bungee Jumping', completed unsuccessfully, the next that was up was 'Getting Tattooed'!
So last month I miraculously built up the nerve to drop by the tattoo studio to see if the artist I wanted happened to be there available for a walk-in.
I had him paper my design, bring in all my desired curves and details till he was finally ready to etch the master piece onto my ankle!
My heart just about exploded out of my chest - I thought I'd pass out before we even started! Having general anxiety to begin with made me want to run the heck out of there, but knowing how bad I wanted this tattoo, and also that it happens to be on my list of Things-Before-Thirty, I just sucked it up and went for it. I am so glad I did, because I love it!

It took three and a half hours to finish and let me just say that I am so thankful to have been lying on my stomach so I could hide my cringing face in the table! I would have been so embarrassed if people saw my face because there were 2 other guys in there waiting up all calmly and facing in my direction. How can anyone not cringe?! lol! The outline wasn't as bad as the filling and shading. At parts, the outline didn't even really hurt but felt more like a burning, except on the bone where I could feel the needle drilling hard till my knee. But towards the end of the coloring, I was literally clutching onto my head and squeezing my fists to keep from crying out.

I was done, and was excited to show up at home with this new avatar! I awaited that surprise look and that wow, which was eventually heard as i entered and pulled up my jeans to show-off my awesomely beautiful and sexy tattoo!!! And yes, I did get that "OOOOOOh My God"!!!!

Away a month, feels like years!!

I know I haven't been blogging for a lil while now, hope you all are still there holding on just like I have, Argghhhh, things happen that put us off for a while, or at least they did put me off.
Anyways, once done and over, its gone...
.....so I'm back in action, the same old fun Zen!!! (Like my system, I can't stay on stand-by for long, haha)
.....back with loads of fun experiences and incidences to share, things that I never imagined I'd do!!! ;)
Love Ya'll!!! Muaahhh!!

The Magic Of Harlem Shake!

Nobody was home this weekend, and I was as usually getting bugged and mad at having nothing to do but being home alone for almost a month!

"Home Alone" usually means "Do what you can", "You're the boss" and "Party Time" until mom comes home, but the case was kinda strange here. I had to cook, take care of the house, keep it neat, send my sis goodies and lunch, everyday, and then study, watch tv, blog, enjoy, dance, and take advantage of being alone, all at once! And also mind my twisted ankle!

Tragic! Ain't it?

Yeah I know, poor me!!

But never mind.

This weekend, as my "Khali Dimag; Shaitan ka Ghar" was doing nothing, and pondering over the buzz of Harlem Shake, I soon found myself jigging at it!

And to add to the wonder, with the jig, my poor ankle that had been wailing since 2 days was back to its angle!! I was back to my dance-zenny-dance mode!!

The Harlem Shake did work wonders!! Lol

Here's a video that definitely demonstrates how mad you can get with the Harlem Shake...Funny it is!

The Lil Brat!!

My Sis: "Why didn't you tell me mom was coming today?"
Me: "Why? I wanted to surprise you, so I told you she was going to arrive tomo."
My Sis: "Oh God, your surprise almost got me killed, had you told me, I'd have
            made arrangements and planned for her return, now I'm done for!"
Me: "Okay, I get the planning and arrangement part, but why'd you be killed?
       Mommy's back, you should be happy!"
My Sis: "No, you don't understand." (Sobs)
Me: "Try me, what's the matter?"
My Sis: "Don't you get it? All my clothes, all my dirty shirts and pants have been
            rolled up and are resting on my book shelf, and my books are spread on
            the floor. So now if mom kills me for being so messy, and if I end up
            dead, you'll be responsible for it!"
Me: (HaHa) "She told you to put them in the basket after use, didn't she? I just
      finished doing the laundry, why did you hide all your clothes? I'd have washed
      them all by now."
My Sis: "I didn't hide them, I just forgot to put them in the basket."

For all those who don't know my little sister, she's a brat! A naughty naughty kid, always shabby, messed up in some trouble or another. She rolls up all her dirty clothes and forgets where she put them all. Her school bag, if emptied, brings out lots of crushed age old paper, pencil scrapes, broken rulers and erasers, books without covers, torn labels etc etc etc. In her almirah, which is neat no more, are rolls of every shirt and scarf, under them is her treasure of treasures!!! Cut outs of different cartoons, her letters to God, drawings, coins, feathers, kiddo key chains, toffee wrappers, tiny toys stuffed in socks and things like that!

She's real chubby, she's the soft toy of my family, we all pull her cheeks, poke her tummy, press her nose, and yet she remains to be as cute as she can be, our affinity to fat seems to be increasing in her presence, and we, esp me; feel hungry when she's around, thank god we weren't born cannibals! Lol!

(If anybody has seen that ad that ClinicPlus had put up last year, the Chulbuli Ad, my sis looks like her!)

We all love her for what she is, and even if a single day she tries to be neat and decent, we begin to miss her mischief, our work for the day lessens and we get so easily finished with our daily chores, and then feel bored!

We're lucky to have had you in our lives! Bullying gives peace sometimes, I'm glad I have you around for that!! (I know you'll come after me for writing this here, but I couldn't help the humor!) HaHa

(Anyways I'm sure mom won't kill you for throwing your clothes around) ;)

Love, Music & Bob Marley!

"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. She loved before she may love again. But if she loves you now, what else matter? She's not perfect- you aren't either, and the two of you may never be perfect together but if she can make you laugh, cause you to think twice, and admit to being human and making mistakes, hold onto her and give her the most you can. She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break- her heart. So don't hurt her, don't change her, don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. Smile when she makes you happy, let her know when she makes you mad, and miss her when she's not there." 

(6th Feb 1945) -Bob Marley- (11th May 1981)

Fragrances and Memories

Last two weeks were great, I was on a holiday, and guys, it was awesome!!

But somehow, I'm still neurotic!!

Before heading back home this weekend, I was seeing my relatives and cousins, the whole day there were things like big family brunches and such stuff!!!
Just as I was moving around in the house, a sudden memory, a sudden flash, and I was thinking "Gosh, why did I walk into this room?"

[Those of you who read my posts regularly must have gone through the one on fragrances, for those who haven't, it's Lose It!!!
PS, I have a very good olfactory system, and I sniff and recollect real good! ]

I could feel the pheromones gushing through my veins, just as they did last year! It was that typical hint of cologne ( or whatever) I could feel lingering in the room that had caused all this.
It had been a hundred years since I had sniffed that fragrance, it only feels like that, but yeah!
Where had the time all gone? All of it seemed to be stolen and hidden in bottles of likable odours- perfumes!

It was a nice smell, and when it first hit me, I was living all those memories again, unbidden.
I didn't know what to do then, to sniff it as much as I could and bring it home, or let out all that I had breathed in and get out of that room asap!!

Just then one of my cousins joined me in the room, and I realized the things that had just crossed my mind were far, in some other part of the country!

I knew, the other end of life it was!! And it was supposed to be long lost and forgotten, times change, so do the meaning of fragrances and memories linked to them!!

Brains? I wish there were things that could format human memories back and again, when needed!

Indian Cinema- (Un)Realism In The Air

Time to time, we all need a break from our tight monotonous schedules, and when a nobody invented the concept of plays and dances ages ago, it was heartily welcomed.
Hence, the advent of stages and actors and cinematography!

Indian cinema has it all, but do we really take it as a break or do these tend to inspire us and influence our lives?? Is it good or bad?

Now, coming to the point, India is a nation where the West has failed to influence our tradition to the roots, and, in bits and pieces we still find the natives trying to pull together their original culture and live with it.

Movies like "Gangs of Wasseypur", "Shootout at Lokhandwala" etc did share thoughts that revealed the reality of rivalries between real gangs, and I'd call them shooters of realism!

The others went a lil far off like "Student Of The Year" etc which displayed classrooms and high school which never existed in India, thus leaving behind a sense of disappointment and disapproval in the minds of youngsters that they never had the chance to be a part of such a merry making flirting and dancing learn-group.

The movies of the late 90's added "Karan Arjun", "Kuch Kuch Hota Hai" and other not-never-happening stories that have digged deep into the minds and now every love bird out there expects his/her story to be of the kind.

Hilarious movies like "Housefull", The Govinda Collection, "Andaaz Apna Apna", etc do lack common sense but at times they can be a good watch for viewers rarely take inspiration from them and apply it to their real lives negating the chance of danger!!!

I'm not completely against Indian Cinema, but the fact that movies these days tend to influence more than 60% of the viewers and such influence mustn't be lacking the base of reality, which Bollywood lacks makes me criticize the movie makers, writers, and the viewers as well for promoting such inane creations.

Books that have been the best sellers can be filmed without a question but stories that inspire foolishness and inactivity should be condemned!

Not just the above mentioned movies, but many of the like join the list of a huge unrealistic collection of stories that doesn't just seem good to me to watch for a break or to watch for tips that really work in real life.

[I couldn't recollect many movies that could be added here, but, I'll be updating this post soon after I return, leaving for a holiday, Mumbai calling!! ;) ]

What's Next For Apple?

[I was reading just randomly, and this is what I came across! :) ] Source- Anonymous

I have no inside information or insight, but historically Apple’s product improvements have strongly broadcasted where they’re going in the future. Here are six things I think are inevitable for Apple to do over the next decade, from most to least obvious: maps, iCloud, payments, TVs, search, and cars.

1. Maps
When the iPhone was first released Steve Jobs called Maps on iPhone the best version of Google Maps on the planet, with emphasis on what Apple’s designers had brought to Google’s raw technology (can’t find that link). Four years later, you can’t imagine such a core piece of the mobile experience reliant on their largest competitor. Hopefully this will also give Apple a chance to fill usability gaps in the maps experience today, like that you can’t click from the “where” field in a calendar appointment straight to maps. (Drives me crazy.) Note that the only “Google” branding in maps today is in the bottom left, they know they’re getting replaced and have done an admirable job on the Safari version of maps on iPhone and iPad.
Google Maps + Navigation on Android is my favorite mobile app of the past 3 years (haven’t used Siri yet) — it’s what Garmin should have built $8 billion in revenue and R&D ago. (Remember the Garmin Nüvifone?) Apple was smart to partner in the beginning, but they can, and should, raise the bar.

2. iCloud
The abstraction of documents, photos, videos, their equivalents in “bought” media (iBooks, music, movies, and TV shows from the iTunes store), the deemphasis of the filesystem with every iteration of OS X, and the rough ideas of things like MobileMe’s dock syncing, points to the combination of services that will ultimately disrupt the “magic folder” providers like Dropbox. I love Dropbox, but it’ll be impossible for them to do the deep OS integration needed to match the direction Apple is heading — never thinking about what is where, ever again, just having everything you’ve ever created or used available in the same place on all your devices.

They know this is best for consumers. My friend Rene told me how when his hard drive crashed last year he contacted Apple support and they gave him a link to re-download the past 4 years of music he’d purchased on iTunes. That’s obviously the right thing to do, even if labels have had to be dragged kicking and screaming toward it. By this time tomorrow it’ll just be part of the experience when he signs into iTunes on a new computer. Update: Apple released iTunes 10.5 a day early with this feature.

3. Payments
Your phone becomes your credit card. Apple doesn't replace Visa or Mastercard, but they do replace all of those scammy rewards and branded cards that prey on unsophisticated consumers. Google will probably do this first, but it’ll be like Microsoft Surface, brilliant but two sandwiches short of a picnic.

4. TVs
I recently got one of the new Thunderbolt displays and man, a super-sized version of this would be killer in my living room. (The speakers are surprisingly good.) TVs are just so bad, not so much in the hardware which can be beautiful like Samsung’s C9000 but in the mediocre software, un-features like Auto Motion (which makes beautiful films look like they were shot by a Jersey Shore cameraman with a beer in his other hand), and interfaces that just don’t do anything you would expect. Hello — you can detect when a cable is plugged in, don’t make me switch between 15 sources when only one is connected. My TV takes 5-10 seconds longer to turn on than my iPad. “Smart TVs” look like “smart phones” did in 2005 — completely lacking in imagination or joy.

But to really imagine the strategic importance of this you need to think beyond a super-sized Thunderbolt display and imagine what replaces iMac, one of Apple’s most beautiful creations. People’s need for a desktop is seriously declining for the first time since pundits started predicted the decline of the PC a decade ago. The post-PC ecosystem is in place now — touch, battery life, mobile-first applications, ubiquity of internet access, flash memory. (In Steve Jobs introduction of the first iPod, two things stand out to me: that terrible font, and the fact one of the main features is 20 minutes of skip protection.) Mobile works and is getting better, and you won’t have what we call a desktop 10 years from now.

Now imagine Apple has a shining 55″ monolith smack dab in the middle of your house. How big of a wifi antenna could they put in there? Could they crush all that lame Cisco teleconference stuff with TV FaceTime? Is there room for a few disk drives that don’t need to worry about skipping plus a SSD to make it fast? If you look at the direction Apple has been heading with Time Capsule locally caching software updates it’s not hard for something similar to work in the other direction, a digital hub that’s your media server for the house, a large-format display, a time capsule, and an Airplay target all in one. Imagine just one power cable coming out of it, and everything else wireless, just like the iMac, and a few killer apps we can’t even imagine yet.

Finally, home theater needs disruption — this is a land of $200 Monster HDMI cables and similar gouging that functions like a state lottery, an intelligence tax. When I walk through Best Buy, which I try to do once every few months, it feels like it’s technology at its worst, the magic of progress used as smoke and mirrors to confuse and dupe consumers rather than make their lives better. The Apple TV is just another form factor for the unified experience Apple wants to create every time you touch an electronic device.

5. Search
There are hints of this in maps, but just like Craigslist is being killed not by a Craigslist-like clone but rather by a thousand highly focused replacements, so too Google will face its existential crisis not from another webpage with a centered white box, but from the interface and context of search changing completely. Many of Google’s searches aren't that valuable, and a huge percentage of the ones that are aren't going to happen at the desktop anymore .The context of your location (which your phone already knows) the “results page” of a fantastic map application and the input of a next-generation search interface, like Siri, completely changes the rules of engagement. Google’s not investing in mobile because they wanted a better phone.

6. Cars
This is the most far-out, but I think most certain. Voice-controlled search through Siri and Apple Maps provide the hands-free framework for a rich interactive experience while driving. Walk down the car stereo aisle in Best Buy and see what $800 gets you, or a $300 GPS from Garmin, vs an iPad or iPhone. The screens feel like a TI-92 calculator. The typography makes my eyes bleed. I find it morally reprehensible how bad these products are because it’s one of the areas of technology where a bad interface is most directly tied to injuries and deaths. Car folks are making their iPhone/iPod integrations better and better, which may be a glass of ice water in hell, but they’ll never make the jump to providing a beautiful marriage of media, search, and navigation that a great in-car experience needs. Right now you can spend 110k on a Tesla Roadster, a car of the future, and for an additional $4,500 (9 iPads!) get this Alpine head unit. (Watch that video and try not to laugh at how bad the interface is.) Retail it only sets you back 1.4 iPads. That’s just sad.

Awesome New Year!

Happy New Year...

I always knew this year would be a fun awesome great start! And so it was...

WoW! I just can't believe I had such a wonderful time..

For those who know it and also those who don't I must say Calangute and Baga is a place to go for every occasion that's worth partying! Be it a seasonal fest or a music launch, whether you wanna hit a band or go tanning in the sun, beaches are the best paces to hang out! And the best part is that you don't have to bother yourself with the way you look or the things you wear, how loud and bad you scream, it's just your world!

My Beach Rule: Wear things you won't even think of putting on in your city, carry the best music system in your circle and make the best of it. Use your car and dump all your things the way you like, Do Not try to settle and pack your bags before it's time to leave. Ha! Eat what you like, drink all the way you want, scream, swim, tan, run away, dance and lose yourself, you obviously won't get a chance to do it every month.

My Other Party Rules: Just Enjoy!!!!!

And, I have NO resolutions this year, coz I'm going to live it up the way I want!! Life is too short to restrain yourself!

One Life it is!!

Hope this year works out just the way I want it, or may be even better than that, God always has better plans... :) Ciao...

Bragging Behaviours

Choosing teams in real life is a lot different than choosing than choosing teams in a gym class or sides on a chess board! 

--Bragging Beahviours--

The originality revealed, the curses of eternity over flowing through the creeks of desires, forcing continuity to prevail, hindering the gains of successful changes in environment.

That was intense!! Uh!

An interview, and lots of lessons!

I had recently gone for an interview that would literally hand me a gun and a uniform landing me somewhere near the national frontiers. Being a girl, I had the advantage of doing just paper work and stuff sitting in the capital and not going on field. I was very excited about it and was loving the idea of getting such a job.

I met lots of cadets wanting to join the same, there were girls and guys from all over the country, from places I had taken to be far isolated to reach. They all inspired me, every night we used to meet and talk and share how each of us lived their lives, how hard they had been trying for this interview, the type of cultures and families we hailed from and stuff.
We had to undergo lots of exams and tests conducted as a part of the interview which had elimination at each stage. They tested us for our analytic ability and speed, thought processing, language, general awareness, confidence, IQ and the most dangerous one- psychology.

Test 1- Logical Analysis and Vocab (Maths and Language Test)- I got through!
Test 2- A Situation Reaction Test (Psychology Test)- I filled it anyhow!
Test 3- Tasks (Where they test your confidence, planning & truthfulness in the form filled filled above)- I did it!
Test 4- A Race (Check for everything)- Out team was unimpaired, unhurt and stood first!
Test 5- Personal Interview (You GK and stuff is hanged here)- That was good!
Test 6- A conference (Where a board of 12 tries to sue you for nothing)- No words!

We were being noticed throughout our period of 5-day stay, all our actions were being analysed and compared to our written tests. We were being checked for our originality and even the slightest mismatch would mean our names being crossed off the list.

I realized this interview wasn't a test for perfection or for an A++ grade in academics.
It was about your personality and how well you know it.
It was about being right about one's own self. It was not about being a coward and showing off your bad confidence, it was about the knowing it and writing down the same.
It was about team spirit, and not faking your affection for your fellow contestant.
It was about facing yourself!

After the interview, I realized I spent no time to know myself, I couldn't fake myself at the interview, I knew I'd get caught. I had to guess hard what I was actually like and then write it down. Though I managed to be right in more than 80% of the times, it was a difficult job guessing my own self and then proving it right.

I had learnt something new there, I had to complete the task of knowing myself deep inside. I had learnt that I shouldn't underestimate anybody, unless I knew what they were made of, also, I could never get to know of that, everybody's unique and is a specialist in something in their own way.

I had to be confident of my strengths and be aware of my weaknesses and work towards them, only then I could count on my dreams!!!

Turn Foodies on @ GVK One!

As you enter, the place confuses you of the locale, whether you really stand in the middle of a lamp lit jungle

or

is it just another brilliant architect at his best!

The place had almost all kinds of kitchens flaunting their food not only with deliciously tongue tickling, mouth watering items and whiffer alerting aroma but also with their mind boggling titles.

I walked down the hall as I read "Tibbs Frankie", which claimed to serve the original frankie of Bombay.
There was "Gongura", inviting us to experience the real taste of rice and pachadi from South India.
Then came the "Oriental Express", where the damn tasty continental palettes were being served.
The best was "Health Lovers", that served something similar to the Subway, freshly cut vegetables and spring fuits and hot baked buns.
For the roadside food lovers and real desi chaat lovers there was "Chaatchatpatt".
Icecreams, cold candies and milk shakes of all flavours, toppings and nuts pulled me to "Cherry Cool".
The sea food lovers missing Long John Silver from the USA or the Ambot Tik of Goa must rush into "Prawn Crunch".
Then came the "Nizamiyat", which served the real Hyderabadi Food including the Hyderabadi Biryani and the Zafrani pulao.
The "Banana Leaf" flaunted the royal taste of the traditional Andhra Meals served on banana leaves.
The Delhi style of chole kulche and punjabi roti daal paneer and lassi were brought together at "The Dhaba".
The Italian, Japanese or the Mumbaiyya style of sizzlers delivered aroma that made you chase the "Sizzling Joe".

After taking a complete round and acquainting myself to the place I knew I had a tough choice to make, eating in a short span of 10 T's ain't an easy job... Ha!
I jumped into Tibbs, grabbed that nice hot roll and hurried off, promising myself, I'd land there some other day, some other time, probably with lots of time next...

Till then, ciao... Happy Me, Happy Eating!

Thanks For The Memories

How quickly a moment of love can be snapped away to a moment of hate. One comment is enough to steal it all away. Of how love and war stand upon the very same foundations. How, in my darkest moments, my most fearful times, when faced, became my bravest. When feeling at your weakest you end up showing more strength, when at your lowest are suddenly lifted above higher than you've ever been.They all border one another, those opposites, and how quickly we can be altered. Despair can be altered by one simple smile offered by a stranger; confidence can become fear by the arrival of one uneasy presence.

Everything is one the verge, always brimming the surface, a slight shake, a tremble sends things toppling. How similar emotions are.

[---An excerpt- Thanks For The Memories]

Delhi- Gone With The Wind!

Winters again, and I was back where I was the same time of the year; I could sniff through the same dense fog, I could feel the same cold chill of the wind, and the ground seemed to welcome my arrival as I got down the train. Delhi was just the same, I wanted to feel it warming and cuddling me into it's arms as before, I had just one day.

When I was there, I wanted to carry the city with me, collect as many memories as I could from the lovely place. I wanted to feel it's warmth and love, meet my beloved ones and party just the same with my friends.

All of a sudden as all those moments flashed before me when I realized how insane and ruthless can our hearts be:

As I walked those lanes, traveled in trams and went past those doors, I knew they knew me no more. I walked past people I never saw before, at the diner there was nobody to wave to and share my table, my classroom seemed to be ghastly and I wanted to run away from there, my friends, they were all gone and if not gone they surely intend to.

I had been misguided into the faking warmth of the city.

The metro, the people, the roads, the hangouts, all seemed to be familiar yet they gazed a stranger's look at me.

I boarded the train and my heart that had eventually got to speed of beating itself to death began to rest, I sighed with relief as I heard the train ram it wheels away from the city and as the wind blew over my face cutting through my hair, so did my obscure fears subdue.

I could feel the emotional upheaval; I loved to be back to the capital and longed to stay there when I landed but by the time twas evening and it was time to leave, I was happy I was done with it so soon.

Now I knew I never belonged there. I had forgotten to find peace and love within myself and I expected a faking city to give it to me. How stupid I had been, but not anymore!

I was appeased, it was finally getting off me, Delhi was finally gone with the wind!

The BratPack Day

Guys, I had a real fun time with all of you!! Hyderabad couldn't have been better without you around!
Well, I've got a few words for all those whom I met, though not much I'm sure these words will hit your<3!!!
Divya Joginpalli- The coolest girl vaishnavi or I met till date!! You were wonderful and In too believe you two girls are no less than any fashionistas of IPE!!!! Keep it up beautiful!
Bindu Sriharsha- We did nothing more than a shakehand, but I loved your compliment over my hair/hairstyle!! And by pretty much from what I know through pictures, you're always running away and your tomorrow never comes, I hope our tomo comes soon and get to meet again, missed your company, PS- I loved you hair too (It felt like silk) :P
Smitha Kulkarni- Baby doll, you're as sweet as you look and I loved your smile!! Everybody needs to have somebody like you around! Too good Ms. Vegas! :)
Tony Cris Gladson- Akon's Double body stunt man eh? What do I say about this Butter Tony-Tony Fry? Your smile makes it all up for your stern looks!! Haha, Thanks for the keys dude!
Ravi Chandra- The silent creek through while joys seems to flow over! Your smiles over the jokes cracked and then the smiles over your own interpretation of them has always been a secret, hope I get to know them soon!! :D
Hrushi Kesh - You seem to be like Enrique down the nose! And now I know why girls fall for you! :P Hope everything goes well between you and the cute guy!!! All the best! ;)
Sai Rahul- Anna For All, This is what I heard from the BratPack, I still remember your style of calling Tony and hitting him! Haha, too good, I'll narrate it to my mom!
Ananth Bharadwaj Mylavarapu- Oh My, You're too cute, too sweet to be spoken anything bad about, lol, you hit those skittles and you won it!!! ;)
Aravinda Kishore- I've known you since long, but you were a lil silent when we met, though you were impressive too, I missed you on the last day! Hope you're still surviving on that single glass of fruit punch!! :)

Well well, this is all I could make out from this few couple of hours with you all, it hardly felt like just a few hours, it seemed as though we were friends since more than a year!!! We'll meet soon, I wish I had friends like you with me all the time!!
Vaishnavi Ratnam- you are missing from the list, I'll need a whole new page to right about you, for now, the video is enough! (Whoever has it, please upload it) :) :) :)
Miss you all!!! <3 <3 <3

It's Meowing

Back home, I wondered if I had anything else to do apart from studying, studying and studying!

I've always craved for a pet, it could have been a dog or a cat or even a golden canary (I know what you're thinking but it's the bird that I'm talking about, not the drink! ;)
But mom!! She was always speculative of the animals I brought home, and somehow she was successful in sending them back to their habitat, no matter whether I picked them up dying or rescued them from the animal bullies, once they got fine, mom was sure I led them back to their 'family'.

Meowwww! That's how it went for an hour when I realized that somewhere a poor lil kitten needed help.
I searched the whole place till I found it sitting under the water tank on my roof top! How did it reach so high up there? It looked weak and scared, that poor thing must have thought- oh yeah, come bully me you too!

I got a bowl of nice warm milk and pushed it towards him, I knew it was a 'him', and then starting walking around pretending I hadn't noticed it was there. Slowly the thing crawled out and began to lick the bowl clean.

Within minutes it was running around my feet, but the moment I let out my hand it went running away. It was scared and so was I.

Another day, another bowl of milk, and it went on like this till we became friends. Every afternoon was our time, The Zenny Catty Hour at 4, I'd rub it's back and let it lick my paws, wash it under the tap and then play!

It has been more than a fortnight and we are friends now.
And I hope to bring it home soon, provided both Mommy and Catty allow each other come closer.

I now something else too to worry about, my smart catty!

Well, can we adopt cats? I wanna name him too... :)