Sunday, 13 April 2014

Some Things That Make Me Who I Am.

This morning when I was lying on my bed a thing crossed my mind. From the time I was a little girl a hundred things have been taught to me. Out of them some things I feel make me a different person while some of them make me feel elite when comparing to the rest of the 'crowd'. When my parents corrected me they called it smoothening my rough edges or humbling me. I am just going to jot down a few of them here. You must all tell me yours.

  • Whenever I said something like " I and my friend did that today" Mum used to correct me asking me to use the "I" only after mentioning the other person. So now I never say things like that anymore and If ever by mistake I do so I know I am making a mistake.
  • There were times when I was in middle school and while eating with fork or spoon at home I made noise with my spoon or fork on my plate and at that moment I would hear my mother telling me to eat in a civilized way and not to hit the plate and make noise and disturb everyone who's sitting at the table with me.
  • By the end of my class Five my dad was getting pretty upset about the way I walked. So one day he actually showed me how to walk :P. He made me walk on the squarish tiles at my home step by step. Not that I was getting trained for a beauty pageant but rather he felt how important even the way you walk is.
  • I knew from KG how to hand over a scissors or a knife to someone. My mum taught me.
  • My dad always corrected me when I said Scissor for Scissors and Pant for Pants.
  • Always be punctual.The word punctual means a lot to me. I take it as something for which I am answerable to myself. I learned to be punctual from my dad. It pains to be late which I very rarely am.
  • When you make a call to someone always mention who you are before asking for the person  you want to talk to.
  • Don't bang the doors shut them properly. Don't keep on ringing the door bell. Wish or greet everyone you know when you see them. Don't make noise when you sip tea or coffee from a cup.
Several other things that are not coming to my mind have influenced me all through these years of my life. I feel blessed to have known a lot of things in depth.

Please share yours.

Thank You

Wednesday, 19 March 2014

Little Joys ... Life and happiness... Smiles...

Had a busy day at office today. Got back home an hour and a half later than the usual time. Tiring day... no lunch ...yet I feel like writing this post. There are a lot of little things that bring a lot of positive & happy vibes to us. I am jotting down a few here... I require of you to do the same in the comments section. :-)
  1. I occasionally love to go and open the fridge just to smell the mixed fruit jam . I simply love that smell. ahhhh....
  2. It feels good when an auto wala already knows where you would want to get down without even you hinting him.#How PHAMUSSS ;-)
  3. When your parents come to pick you up from office and then take you for a tea and vada at a nearby place. I love such outings.
  4. When you are tired from office, no autos anywhere to go home, legs too weary to walk and your uncle who's passing by offers you a lift.
  5. When an unexpected gift arrives home with a dual bubble wrap :P
  6. When there's curd rice or Rajma chawal  for supper :D #YaYness
  7. When I can fit into a dress I thought was to be discarded because it was too tight.
  8. When at office the aunty brings you an extra cup of tea because you had to skip your lunch.
  9. When raindrops fall on you in a second class Indian railways compartment...bliss. When people shout back in reply to your coo  :P when train is passing through a tunnel.
  10. When the neighbour aunty brings you Gatte ki sabji and kadhi for supper :D
I end with my 10. I would want to know yours.Please comment. The little joys in life are to be cherished.

Friday, 28 February 2014

A Tryst with an Auto Wala!

As the title of this post speaks for me I write further...

The world is full of cheaters and people who try to fool you and make money.

Today I'll tell you a story... a story not new to many.
Life was not easy anyway.
Got out from office late.
Took an AUTO *Enhances the word*
An elderly man was he that drove the rickety three wheeler.
My home is so near (thats how many at my office put it).
He turned his vehicle into a road that couldn't be taken. He took another turn to a lane that was so damn confusing. He turned left then he turned right... I could see the metre reading now showing 17 ( minimum is 15/-) Finally when I reached home it was 22/- gleaming on the metre.
Now there's a catch the old wretched man wanted me to pay one and a half  which comes to Rs. 33/-

Now I was so tired so worn out. I didn't want to argue. I didn't have exact change plus he has no right to ask me for a metre and a half. I gave him 31 instead of 33.

HE:  I wouldn't take any less than 33.
ME: OK! I'll give you 100 you just return the change.

He returned me Rs. 65 instead of 67. AND THEN I LOST IT.

HE:  Why are you arguing with me for just two rupees??
ME:  Because It's as valuable for me as it it for you. May be even more. You get it??

I came away. Took the rs. 33 and was reaching him when he said ... ITS 26 now you will have to give me 26 +13 = 40

 Kept his money on his auto seat and walked back home.
I  still haven't cooled down.

These are a disgraced community. I totally hate them.  I feel so angry that they cheat people. They call themselves public transport and don't stop when you need it urgently. They take you through long ways and charge you extra. How dare they? 

ps:) My blog is the best place for me to vent out. Thank you for the patience :P
pps:) Image courtesy Google images.
ppps:) please overlook the grammatical mistakes :D taking my mood into consideration.

Thursday, 19 September 2013

Please do attend my Wedding.

Marriage? Hmm...

Everyone gets married. One day I too might.

Whoever is reading this might just wonder how come I suddenly raise this topic..
Let me tell you why.

This morning while I was walking with my parents we happened to pass by a marriage hall and then the discussion began...

I was just explaining to my Dad how people opt this marriage hall out as it can accommodate only a few hundred people while their guest list exceeds that.

He suddenly told me but we can surely opt for this as we won't have more than a thousand people for your wedding..

I went on to say who's getting married here?
I'd want to do a court marriage was my reply.

And what about the reception?  That we can arrange here he told me.

I wasn't very happy with the idea. I told him we'd rather keep a dinner for people who cannot afford even two meals a day. A banquet for them.

He was very pleased.

I added to the idea that if at all we want to call people for a reception we'd call only close relatives from both families and a few close friends because anyway others won't come for my wedding as I don't go for theirs.

Mom of course added, "How can you marry like this? You are our only daughter" ...and WE IGNORED HER :P

and the discussion ended. I almost got married!

Coming to think of it I understand how fake our weddings are. We marry in front of a whole lot, a big crowd in much extravagance. We spend lakhs and lakhs so that people might speak highly of the arrangements that are made at our wedding.

Once in a lifetime opportunity it is after all!!! or may be just "What will people think????? IF..."

The perspective is so wrong. People spend so much just to make that ONE day grand. The wedding dress cannot be worn ever again. Is it all just to capture some moments into your photo albums?

We all need to contemplate on how weddings should be.

I have always hated to attend weddings. I hate how people comment on the arrangements done by the two families. How the food is. I hate how people rush for the food as if they are eating something after a year.
More than everything else, I hate the wastage.

This is not how I think it should be like. Marriage is not about how much you spend. It definitely isn't about how many people come for your wedding.

Is this the only way a couple can begin a new life?

Does it in any way enhance their worth as human beings?

Tuesday, 6 August 2013

"Holy" Matrimony

He would force her every night, never bother about her needs, her desires, never sit by her when she fell sick

There was another who held her hands and looked into her eyes. Brought her flowers she loved.

"Will you be my woman for life"? He whispered.

She was bound by the "holy" matrimony.

ps: image courtesy Google images.
pps: my first attempt on 55 fiction :)

Monday, 29 July 2013

Men & Women & My "Assistant" :P

How exactly is a woman supposed to be or else how are most women ?

 I recently had a co-worker joining me in the same dept as I  at my workplace.  Since she was new she behaved as though she was my assistant. She used to do everything that I asked her to do and gradually she became someone I started relying on for everything.
Hey "R" where's that form? where's that file? So what do you think we should do with this? Hey do you remember what was the case with this parent? Gosh!

From A-Z for everything I needed her. So much so that I couldn't do without her.

And when she was temporarily shifted to another department I missed her like hell. I used to call her up and ask about stuff.

No one who saw me then would believe I was even managing stuff alone before her coming. Ha Ha Ha!

This morning I was just wondering isn't this the same thing many women do to men?

Hey dear where's my shirt? Where's my handkerchief? Where are my shoes? The file that I kept here where's it? Can you wake me up at 5 tomorrow morning?? What do you suggest should I ask boss for a hike today itself??

Gosh!! Gosh!!

Women simply rock :D

Wednesday, 26 June 2013

Ummm Hmmmm part III

At times you forget you issues your sadness when you find someone who's more in pain than you are.
Life consoles us in strange ways...