Is it just me?!?!
Or do you also remember our endless talks for many sleepless nights,
And our conversations which used to end up in silly love fights.
Do you miss the times when we held each other’s hands?
Or the sunshine when we walked on rough sands.
Have you kept the poems I had written for you,
Or cherish the memories of our relationship which we thought was everlasting and true!
Do you remember the smile on my face whenever you were around?
And when I call out to you loud, do you hear faintest of the sound?
Do you miss me when you look at the twinkling stars in the sky?
Or sometimes desperately feel to give ‘us’ another try!
Do you ever look at the photos of us together and silently smile?
Or feel incomplete without having me in your life?
Do you lose track of time while blankly staring at the wall?
Or wait for long hours near the phone, expecting my call?
Do you ever listen to the songs you had dedicated to me under the mango tree?
And does this silence pain you as much as it pains me?
Do you ever miss playing with the locks of my hair?
Do you ever get lost in the crowd, hoping to find me somewhere?
Do you ever dream to see the sunset with me again?
Or long to curl up with me whenever it rains?
Do you ever wish to hold me tight on a windy weather?
Do you also pray every second for us to be together?
Or is it just me?
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
when haryana meets tamilnadu!
Well, everybody doubts whether I am mentally normal or not. Here is a proof that I am not!!! Today, vikarn and I had totally lost our minds somewhere. Here is the result of it... Our conversation!
vikarn: oi ladeeeej...whats is ups
GAYATRI...: hehehehe......... hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii vikarn!!!!
chinimini mummmmu muu....
bada shona bada pyara hai tu....
isliye aaj kehti hu i love u
kaha na love u ab u love me too...
vikarn: love u toooooooooooooooooooooo...threeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...fourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, fiveeeeeeeeee, aur countin na aave mujhe
GAYATRI...: uffff..pyar kiya kaise gavar se!!!
vikarn: to chori aur ke bolooon hum? hum tumse lub karte hain hehehe
GAYATRI...: mishtake ho gayee jee.......
hum aapko nahi jante....
aapka proposal hum nahi mante....
vikarn: nahiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn tum humre saath aisi sainsafi nahin kar sakat. hum tumhaari rapat likwaaaooonga
GAYATRI...: ayyyyyyooooo raaamaaaa....
yennadaaa rascal!!!! mind it!!
vikarn: haye, isi ada par to hm mar jaavat hoon...aur tum, dokheeebaaj, dil toda maaahara
GAYATRI...: ayooo tum kawun jee? hum nai jaaanta tumko..
tum humko tang nahi kar sakta ayise,,, samjha tum.....
vikarn: haye meri janwa..tum hi to ho meri gulaab jamunwa..kaise chodoon hum
GAYATRI...: humko dar lagta... kashtakalomein..... ayo rama... muruganaaaaaa.... tum nahi samjhta. humari shadi ho gayi.. hum kuch nahi kar sakta.... muthuswami pasand nahi karta tumko..
vikarn: hum apni bhaise ki kasam khaakar bolat hain, hum lub karte hain, kuchh bhe kar sakat hain, muthu ya jo bhi tum bolat ho, humko ok, jusht shay yesh
GAYATRI...: ayooo..... yas... yas.... i lowe you.... yell wo we yeee wala love !!!
vikarn: ke bolat ho humri jaan, ke angreji jhaadat ho? humko na samajh aaye ye bade logon ki bhaasa
GAYATRI...: wohhh mai goud!!
hum kehta ki hum pyar karta tumko....
vikarn: gooodz...gratz. haan baiby, hum bhi angreji bolat hain, samjha ke hai tumne. chalo letsh goz aur bhivaah karat hain
GAYATRI...: woh ke.... woh ke....
vikarn: oi ladeeeej...whats is ups
GAYATRI...: hehehehe......... hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii vikarn!!!!
chinimini mummmmu muu....
bada shona bada pyara hai tu....
isliye aaj kehti hu i love u
kaha na love u ab u love me too...
vikarn: love u toooooooooooooooooooooo...threeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee...fourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, fiveeeeeeeeee, aur countin na aave mujhe
GAYATRI...: uffff..pyar kiya kaise gavar se!!!
vikarn: to chori aur ke bolooon hum? hum tumse lub karte hain hehehe
GAYATRI...: mishtake ho gayee jee.......
hum aapko nahi jante....
aapka proposal hum nahi mante....
vikarn: nahiinnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn tum humre saath aisi sainsafi nahin kar sakat. hum tumhaari rapat likwaaaooonga
GAYATRI...: ayyyyyyooooo raaamaaaa....
yennadaaa rascal!!!! mind it!!
vikarn: haye, isi ada par to hm mar jaavat hoon...aur tum, dokheeebaaj, dil toda maaahara
GAYATRI...: ayooo tum kawun jee? hum nai jaaanta tumko..
tum humko tang nahi kar sakta ayise,,, samjha tum.....
vikarn: haye meri janwa..tum hi to ho meri gulaab jamunwa..kaise chodoon hum
GAYATRI...: humko dar lagta... kashtakalomein..... ayo rama... muruganaaaaaa.... tum nahi samjhta. humari shadi ho gayi.. hum kuch nahi kar sakta.... muthuswami pasand nahi karta tumko..
vikarn: hum apni bhaise ki kasam khaakar bolat hain, hum lub karte hain, kuchh bhe kar sakat hain, muthu ya jo bhi tum bolat ho, humko ok, jusht shay yesh
GAYATRI...: ayooo..... yas... yas.... i lowe you.... yell wo we yeee wala love !!!
vikarn: ke bolat ho humri jaan, ke angreji jhaadat ho? humko na samajh aaye ye bade logon ki bhaasa
GAYATRI...: wohhh mai goud!!
hum kehta ki hum pyar karta tumko....
vikarn: gooodz...gratz. haan baiby, hum bhi angreji bolat hain, samjha ke hai tumne. chalo letsh goz aur bhivaah karat hain
GAYATRI...: woh ke.... woh ke....
Thursday, June 12, 2008
A page from Jennifer's diary!
I was heart-broken and shattered when I had failed to find love for me in the eyes of the one I loved. I felt insecure and exposed to the harsh world. I wanted to protect myself from getting hurt in love. I thought the best way for it would be to hibernate, to cover myself in a tough shell, a shell of protection around me which ensured that nobody could get close enough to hurt me.
But maybe pain is inevitable. The shell around me started diluting in Peter’s presence. Instead of being the tough girl I was, I started being delicate whenever he was around, for him to take care of me. I considered him to be special and magical to have been able to break my wall of insecurity.
I never knew or realised but in no time I had totally linked myself to him. He was the only reason for my happiness and his happiness was my only concern. And gradually he became my weakness. Maybe he realised it too. Unaware or aware of it, he started using this for his advantage, for his convenience.
Initially I had no problem with it. I just wanted to be with him. But as time went on, it became really hard for me to manage his mood shifts and work accordingly. I was losing my identity. I was not an individual anymore, everything I had was his. “I” was his! Completely.
The worst part of the situation was that he knew that I was nothing without him and I knew that I was nothing for him. It was a painful comprehension. He started becoming increasingly agitated at simple things and I constantly felt like a burden on him. It was as if I was pleading him to stay with me while he was merely doing me a favour by being there. What hurt the most was that whenever I tried voicing it out I was entirely blamed for all the spats in our relationship. I was accused guilty for all the quarrels and distances.
I constantly suffered for not being me, for always stopping myself to let out my feelings, for persistently trying to somehow work out the relationship and for continually failing to do so.
Maybe I had overdone it when he was not prepared for it. Or maybe it was the other way round.
Whatever the case was, we had failed to reach out to each other as we had expected and had left a gap in between us which was almost impossible to fill in. We were falling apart. Both of us were helpless. We had to separate our ways. It was really painful. By that time he had become a part of me without whom I was incomplete. I was difficult for me to tear myself away from him.
I lost count of the days after that when I hibernated myself before I could move on. I could not stop tears from rolling out of my eyes. My own tears felt like burning flames on my cheeks and like bullets when the dropped off from the bottom of my chin after clinging there for a long time. As each day passed, I felt completely drained out with no hope to get my life going. That was an abrupt unexpected pause in my life and everything around me seemed static.
I was wounded when I first fell in love but Peter had given me hope that it would not happen again. Peter had healed me from my first wound only to be again scathed, ripped apart, leaving me more miserable than before. When I had somehow adjusted myself to the loneliness, he came into my life to show me the wonders of love, giving me a reason to live and then suddenly shattered all my dreams to bitter truth.
I still am grateful to Peter for lifting me up when I had fallen from great expectations of my first love but he always made me realise the fact that he was the reason for my happiness. He took credit for all my happiness. I was sensitive to his regular reminders that I was incomplete without him.
But all that is past. I have come over all of it now. There is again warmth inside my heart. I have learnt to live life now. I have removed all the barriers, all the walls around me which had previously restricted me to trust people and connect to them. Now I make sure that there is never only one person I am attached to, only one reason for my happiness. I have learnt to occupy myself with more than one person so that there is always support beneath me. Moreover I have learnt to support myself.
I have realised that I should not lean entirely on a single being making it difficult for him to bear the weight.
More importantly I have forgiven Peter for whatever happened in the past, because it was partly his fault and partly mine. So we should share the blame too.
But maybe pain is inevitable. The shell around me started diluting in Peter’s presence. Instead of being the tough girl I was, I started being delicate whenever he was around, for him to take care of me. I considered him to be special and magical to have been able to break my wall of insecurity.
I never knew or realised but in no time I had totally linked myself to him. He was the only reason for my happiness and his happiness was my only concern. And gradually he became my weakness. Maybe he realised it too. Unaware or aware of it, he started using this for his advantage, for his convenience.
Initially I had no problem with it. I just wanted to be with him. But as time went on, it became really hard for me to manage his mood shifts and work accordingly. I was losing my identity. I was not an individual anymore, everything I had was his. “I” was his! Completely.
The worst part of the situation was that he knew that I was nothing without him and I knew that I was nothing for him. It was a painful comprehension. He started becoming increasingly agitated at simple things and I constantly felt like a burden on him. It was as if I was pleading him to stay with me while he was merely doing me a favour by being there. What hurt the most was that whenever I tried voicing it out I was entirely blamed for all the spats in our relationship. I was accused guilty for all the quarrels and distances.
I constantly suffered for not being me, for always stopping myself to let out my feelings, for persistently trying to somehow work out the relationship and for continually failing to do so.
Maybe I had overdone it when he was not prepared for it. Or maybe it was the other way round.
Whatever the case was, we had failed to reach out to each other as we had expected and had left a gap in between us which was almost impossible to fill in. We were falling apart. Both of us were helpless. We had to separate our ways. It was really painful. By that time he had become a part of me without whom I was incomplete. I was difficult for me to tear myself away from him.
I lost count of the days after that when I hibernated myself before I could move on. I could not stop tears from rolling out of my eyes. My own tears felt like burning flames on my cheeks and like bullets when the dropped off from the bottom of my chin after clinging there for a long time. As each day passed, I felt completely drained out with no hope to get my life going. That was an abrupt unexpected pause in my life and everything around me seemed static.
I was wounded when I first fell in love but Peter had given me hope that it would not happen again. Peter had healed me from my first wound only to be again scathed, ripped apart, leaving me more miserable than before. When I had somehow adjusted myself to the loneliness, he came into my life to show me the wonders of love, giving me a reason to live and then suddenly shattered all my dreams to bitter truth.
I still am grateful to Peter for lifting me up when I had fallen from great expectations of my first love but he always made me realise the fact that he was the reason for my happiness. He took credit for all my happiness. I was sensitive to his regular reminders that I was incomplete without him.
But all that is past. I have come over all of it now. There is again warmth inside my heart. I have learnt to live life now. I have removed all the barriers, all the walls around me which had previously restricted me to trust people and connect to them. Now I make sure that there is never only one person I am attached to, only one reason for my happiness. I have learnt to occupy myself with more than one person so that there is always support beneath me. Moreover I have learnt to support myself.
I have realised that I should not lean entirely on a single being making it difficult for him to bear the weight.
More importantly I have forgiven Peter for whatever happened in the past, because it was partly his fault and partly mine. So we should share the blame too.
Monday, June 9, 2008
what is new?!?!
Ahh… so long since i posted anything…. I had sooooo many things to write about but I guess I was too busy or maybe lazy.
Well….. hmmm…. I am actually confused what to write about, so many thoughts running in my mind… actually making a mess out there!
Ok… today I will be writing more than a post… so here is a quick review of what all I will be writing today ( and that will help me in getting a better view and deciding what to write first!)
Ahh… I want to write a small little silly poem…. Then, a post about what all has changed because of me coming to Germany and then there is also a story I wrote long ago, still waiting to be posted. Other than that I want to write about the frustration I had gone through some time ago and also about one irritating thing which I think I will be careful enough not to mention on my blog but mail it to my family! Hmm…
Hehehe… so maybe I will start off with the easiest thing and that is the poem! Ahh… well… please don’t bang your heads after reading this one!
“There is a guy, I like him a lot!
Maybe he loves me too, maybe he does not!
Or maybe in his mind he has the same thought,
Maybe she loves me maybe she does not!
Hehehehe……
More such poems are still there to be uploaded…. Some other time maybe, I don’t want to torture my readers away!
Ok… so now comes the list of things which for me have changed (maybe because of my trip to Deutschland). It also includes the things I have learnt here.
Hmm…
• First of all, I got an international experience in every way. Got to know so much not only about Germany, but also (thanks to intercultural management classes) about Mexico, France, Poland, china, Tibet, Indonesia and many other countries.
• Ahh….. Germany Germany Germany…. I know every single thing about it. The history, geography (including the 16states) and also politics. Nowadays I am also reading a book or paperwork on Deutschland (which is not a part of my course) for my own curiosity and also to be able to answer the brainstorming questions from the geniuses of my family about the country. I know my family is surely expecting me to come back home knowing the country A-Z… don’t worry I will be prepared. Ask me anything and you will be the one who will suffer!!!! Muaahhhaaaaaahaaahaaahaaaa!!!
• And people, I know a new language…. Not completely but still atleast I can understand if not talk myself! And I am proud to tell you all that I have quite a decent vocabulary!!!
• Hmm…. Now I know all the rules of fussball, football for all fools who don’t know deutsch!!! Hehehe
• Also got to visit the country side which was extremely interesting!
• Ahh…. The next two points are really interesting! PAY ATTENTION! I can now identify the flags of germany, Poland, italy, mexico, china, france!!! Well that is a big achievement for me, considering that I am extremely poor at GK!
• Hmm… the best part! Ahh… now my crush list goes international with me having a crush on a Mexican, an Egyptian and also a polish!!! Hehehe
• And well, I have gone in several barbeque parties by now!!! Enjoyed partly because all I had to eat was bread and salat… occasionally sheep-cheese and last time I had potatoes which had no flavour to it.
• Hmm… I won 70eu in a COOKING COMPETITION!!! Beat that!
• I got to see soooo many places!!! My photo album is now amazing and worth people’s envy! Hmm… I have become a pakka wala tourist now. Can stay without food for days, walk for miles, sleep at some dingy place and take as many photos as you can… and also READ A MAP!!!!
• I totally got the experience of living alone. Even in hostels everything was taken care of. Here you have to do it all by yourself…. Plus you have to buy all the stuff for kitchen and actually cook whenever you are hungry! The way we talk at home is totally like the way uncles and aunties would!! Sounds so funny!
• Hey how can I forget! I got a new lovely name here!! GYESLI!!! Ahh…. I love that name… adds to my list of nick-names!
• Ahh… and I got introduced to the best thing in the world!! CHOCO NUSSA!!!! Whoever invented that must have lived for more than 100years… hundert jahre alt!!
• Got as many treats as never before...!!! Bless pavam neeta ma’am!
• And yes…. I got myself adjusted to the deutsch keyboard!!! Guess I will have some problems after coming back! Things have certainly changed!
• I got the opportunity to finally buy something for my family! All my life it has always been them who got me things! Now is my chance to show how much they mean to me!!! Well, don’t expect a treasure in my bag…. It is the love you will have to manage with… nothing else, ok?!?!?
• Well, and finally the most important point. It made me connect with my family better. When I landed here, I was too excited that I mailed everybody mentioning the tiniest of detail. I never used to do that in India. And I was extremely happy with their positive response too. Guess, they also might have been equally surprised by that mail. And the mail-sessions still continue…. I now feel restless if I don’t update them about every single thing. And I also have realised how much I talk about them. I usually have no other topic to talk about. Earlier, my videshi sisters never had an idea about what was happening in my life so usually panicked about my life. Now that they know everything they are a huge support!!!
• And well, lets not forget, it gave me topic to write on, right?!?! Richtig?!?!?
Das ist alles!!!! No other point I can think of for now….. no tchus, because I still have two more posts to write (how can you forget what I had written in the beginning?!!?1 you are such a bad reader!!!!)
Well….. hmmm…. I am actually confused what to write about, so many thoughts running in my mind… actually making a mess out there!
Ok… today I will be writing more than a post… so here is a quick review of what all I will be writing today ( and that will help me in getting a better view and deciding what to write first!)
Ahh… I want to write a small little silly poem…. Then, a post about what all has changed because of me coming to Germany and then there is also a story I wrote long ago, still waiting to be posted. Other than that I want to write about the frustration I had gone through some time ago and also about one irritating thing which I think I will be careful enough not to mention on my blog but mail it to my family! Hmm…
Hehehe… so maybe I will start off with the easiest thing and that is the poem! Ahh… well… please don’t bang your heads after reading this one!
“There is a guy, I like him a lot!
Maybe he loves me too, maybe he does not!
Or maybe in his mind he has the same thought,
Maybe she loves me maybe she does not!
Hehehehe……
More such poems are still there to be uploaded…. Some other time maybe, I don’t want to torture my readers away!
Ok… so now comes the list of things which for me have changed (maybe because of my trip to Deutschland). It also includes the things I have learnt here.
Hmm…
• First of all, I got an international experience in every way. Got to know so much not only about Germany, but also (thanks to intercultural management classes) about Mexico, France, Poland, china, Tibet, Indonesia and many other countries.
• Ahh….. Germany Germany Germany…. I know every single thing about it. The history, geography (including the 16states) and also politics. Nowadays I am also reading a book or paperwork on Deutschland (which is not a part of my course) for my own curiosity and also to be able to answer the brainstorming questions from the geniuses of my family about the country. I know my family is surely expecting me to come back home knowing the country A-Z… don’t worry I will be prepared. Ask me anything and you will be the one who will suffer!!!! Muaahhhaaaaaahaaahaaahaaaa!!!
• And people, I know a new language…. Not completely but still atleast I can understand if not talk myself! And I am proud to tell you all that I have quite a decent vocabulary!!!
• Hmm…. Now I know all the rules of fussball, football for all fools who don’t know deutsch!!! Hehehe
• Also got to visit the country side which was extremely interesting!
• Ahh…. The next two points are really interesting! PAY ATTENTION! I can now identify the flags of germany, Poland, italy, mexico, china, france!!! Well that is a big achievement for me, considering that I am extremely poor at GK!
• Hmm… the best part! Ahh… now my crush list goes international with me having a crush on a Mexican, an Egyptian and also a polish!!! Hehehe
• And well, I have gone in several barbeque parties by now!!! Enjoyed partly because all I had to eat was bread and salat… occasionally sheep-cheese and last time I had potatoes which had no flavour to it.
• Hmm… I won 70eu in a COOKING COMPETITION!!! Beat that!
• I got to see soooo many places!!! My photo album is now amazing and worth people’s envy! Hmm… I have become a pakka wala tourist now. Can stay without food for days, walk for miles, sleep at some dingy place and take as many photos as you can… and also READ A MAP!!!!
• I totally got the experience of living alone. Even in hostels everything was taken care of. Here you have to do it all by yourself…. Plus you have to buy all the stuff for kitchen and actually cook whenever you are hungry! The way we talk at home is totally like the way uncles and aunties would!! Sounds so funny!
• Hey how can I forget! I got a new lovely name here!! GYESLI!!! Ahh…. I love that name… adds to my list of nick-names!
• Ahh… and I got introduced to the best thing in the world!! CHOCO NUSSA!!!! Whoever invented that must have lived for more than 100years… hundert jahre alt!!
• Got as many treats as never before...!!! Bless pavam neeta ma’am!
• And yes…. I got myself adjusted to the deutsch keyboard!!! Guess I will have some problems after coming back! Things have certainly changed!
• I got the opportunity to finally buy something for my family! All my life it has always been them who got me things! Now is my chance to show how much they mean to me!!! Well, don’t expect a treasure in my bag…. It is the love you will have to manage with… nothing else, ok?!?!?
• Well, and finally the most important point. It made me connect with my family better. When I landed here, I was too excited that I mailed everybody mentioning the tiniest of detail. I never used to do that in India. And I was extremely happy with their positive response too. Guess, they also might have been equally surprised by that mail. And the mail-sessions still continue…. I now feel restless if I don’t update them about every single thing. And I also have realised how much I talk about them. I usually have no other topic to talk about. Earlier, my videshi sisters never had an idea about what was happening in my life so usually panicked about my life. Now that they know everything they are a huge support!!!
• And well, lets not forget, it gave me topic to write on, right?!?! Richtig?!?!?
Das ist alles!!!! No other point I can think of for now….. no tchus, because I still have two more posts to write (how can you forget what I had written in the beginning?!!?1 you are such a bad reader!!!!)
Tuesday, May 20, 2008
Random thoughts!!
Some very silly things that really took me by surprise and somehow amazed me:
° Vikarn and I were talking about a photo of ours and he mentioned it as a green photo. I didnt quite understand the statement and remebered it to be a purple photo. Only when we saw the photo did we realise that we both were correct. Actually he had worn a green t-shirt in the photo and therefore referred it as a green photo. And since I was wearing a purple jacket I remembered the photo being purple. Strange how we cling to things that we are related to and forget to take in the rest of the details!!!
° Well, I was walking to the tram station from my college and since it was not a very short walk, deicided to listen to music. While I was walking I heard some strange noise coming from nearby. I turned back twice to check whether anybody was following me but failed to know the source of the noise. Immediately I turned my music player off and realised that it was only me that was making that noise while walking.Hmm... Strange that when we are too engrossed in other things, we fail to realise what we are doing and suspect the world for it!!
° The other time, I was waiting for the pedestrain signal to turn red for me to cross the road and go to the college. And near me, there was a huge scary dog. I was quite scared of being beside him and decided to cross the road even though the signal was red. As soon as I crossed the road, the signal turned green and the excited dog (hund)started running towards me. I got very scared and screamed out loud. To my surprise, the dog owner was very relaxed and didnt react at all to my screams. And when it was an inch away from me I got paralysed and started making plans to visit the hospital with a dog-bite. But to my amazement it kept on running, past me, into the garden. I was speechless. It was too late that I realised that it was not chasing me at all but was excited about going to the garden near our college. Very strange, how people raise their voices, complain and criticize about the world and dont realise that it is their inner fear that is making them feel subjugated!!
° Well.... The other day I was talking with y flat-mate Lin(from China) about my family and found her to be quite interested in my sisters. Then I asked her about her siblings, to which she told me she is the only child of her parents because in China you are not allowed to have more than one child. Hmm.. I had known it for so long but never thought much about it until that day when she told me about it. Till then life seemed to be empty without siblings!
° Vikarn and I were talking about a photo of ours and he mentioned it as a green photo. I didnt quite understand the statement and remebered it to be a purple photo. Only when we saw the photo did we realise that we both were correct. Actually he had worn a green t-shirt in the photo and therefore referred it as a green photo. And since I was wearing a purple jacket I remembered the photo being purple. Strange how we cling to things that we are related to and forget to take in the rest of the details!!!
° Well, I was walking to the tram station from my college and since it was not a very short walk, deicided to listen to music. While I was walking I heard some strange noise coming from nearby. I turned back twice to check whether anybody was following me but failed to know the source of the noise. Immediately I turned my music player off and realised that it was only me that was making that noise while walking.Hmm... Strange that when we are too engrossed in other things, we fail to realise what we are doing and suspect the world for it!!
° The other time, I was waiting for the pedestrain signal to turn red for me to cross the road and go to the college. And near me, there was a huge scary dog. I was quite scared of being beside him and decided to cross the road even though the signal was red. As soon as I crossed the road, the signal turned green and the excited dog (hund)started running towards me. I got very scared and screamed out loud. To my surprise, the dog owner was very relaxed and didnt react at all to my screams. And when it was an inch away from me I got paralysed and started making plans to visit the hospital with a dog-bite. But to my amazement it kept on running, past me, into the garden. I was speechless. It was too late that I realised that it was not chasing me at all but was excited about going to the garden near our college. Very strange, how people raise their voices, complain and criticize about the world and dont realise that it is their inner fear that is making them feel subjugated!!
° Well.... The other day I was talking with y flat-mate Lin(from China) about my family and found her to be quite interested in my sisters. Then I asked her about her siblings, to which she told me she is the only child of her parents because in China you are not allowed to have more than one child. Hmm.. I had known it for so long but never thought much about it until that day when she told me about it. Till then life seemed to be empty without siblings!
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
FOOOOOOD!!!! HUNGRY ME!!!
I am craving for all of these:
GHAR KE KHAZANE SE:
• Sabudana khichdi
• Dal khichdi
• Alu paratha
• Gobhi paratha
• Achar/Jeeravan paratha
• Adai
• Phuskura
• Pongal- venpongal and sakarapongal
• Palak paneer
• Baigan bharta
• Matar paneer
• Bhindi sabzi
• Matar ki sabzi
• Sabudana vada
• Matar pulav or jeera rice with boondi raita
• Phodhani bhat
• Bhel
• Pav bhaji
• Idli vada dosa with sambar and many chutneys
• Thepla
• Khandvi
• Khamand
• Gajar ka halwa
• Nimbu sewai
• Vethukozumba/ pulikachal
• Thokku with rice
• Bread/paneer/onion/potato pakora
• Aam panna
• Upma
• Geela sabudana
• Puranpoli
• Khakra (the way I make it)
• Kadi with rice
• Dal makhani
• Rajma
• Sandwich (bread with butter and mint chutney, cucumber and tomatoes)
INDORI ZAYAKA:
• Bhutta
• Bhutte ke khees
• Samosa
• Kachori
• Alu kachori
• Dahi vada
• Dahi puri
• Pani puri
• Johnny hot-dog
• Ragda patties (alu/chole tikiya)
• Chole bhature
• Poha jalebi
• Garadu
• Daal bati
• Moong halwa
• Cornflakes mixture
• Makke ki roti
• Paneer chila
• MAKHIJANI AUNTY`S BAJRE KI ROTI
• RUHI KI MUMMY`S BESAN LADDU AND CHIWDA
OTHERS:
• Lasagne
• Pasta
• Cheese chilly toast
• Baked vegetables
• Sweet corn soup
• Garlic bread with cheese
• Babycorn/gobhi Manchurian
• MAGGI
• Corns (plain salted with lots of butter)
• Candy floss
• Good-day biscuits / hide n´seek
• 5star chunky / Dairy milk / Dairy milk Crackle
• Confectionery: mango bite, coffee bite, mentos(lime), kachha aam, ravelgon, paan pasand and kachha aam
• Cadbury bytes
• Jeera goli, aam-pachak, tamarind sweets
SWEETS/ DESSERTS
• Rasmalai
• Rasgulla
• Gajar ka halwa
• Cookies from cookieman
• Devil´s own or chocolate fantasy from CCD
• Hot chocolate fudge
• Chocolate sundae
• Rich and creamy kulfi
• Baraf ka gola (orange, khus and cola)
• Orange candy
• Vanilla ice-cream with lots of chocolate sauce and nuts
• Moong halwa
• Kheer
• Mysore pak
• Sohan halwa
• Gajak
• Meetha paan
LIQUIDS / JUICES:
• Nariyal pani
• Aam ras
• Aam panna
• Jaljeera
• Orange juice
• Nimbu pani
• Strawberry milkshake
• Chickoo milkshake
• Watermelon juice
• Sugarcane juice
FRUITS:
• Orange
• Pomegranate
• Papaya
• Water-melon
• Grapes (black and green)
• Peach
• Pear
• Chickoo
• Jamun
• Seetafal
• Banana
THAT IS ALL FOR NOW. HAPPY MUNCHING AND CHOMPING OF SUMPTUOUS FOOD!!!
GHAR KE KHAZANE SE:
• Sabudana khichdi
• Dal khichdi
• Alu paratha
• Gobhi paratha
• Achar/Jeeravan paratha
• Adai
• Phuskura
• Pongal- venpongal and sakarapongal
• Palak paneer
• Baigan bharta
• Matar paneer
• Bhindi sabzi
• Matar ki sabzi
• Sabudana vada
• Matar pulav or jeera rice with boondi raita
• Phodhani bhat
• Bhel
• Pav bhaji
• Idli vada dosa with sambar and many chutneys
• Thepla
• Khandvi
• Khamand
• Gajar ka halwa
• Nimbu sewai
• Vethukozumba/ pulikachal
• Thokku with rice
• Bread/paneer/onion/potato pakora
• Aam panna
• Upma
• Geela sabudana
• Puranpoli
• Khakra (the way I make it)
• Kadi with rice
• Dal makhani
• Rajma
• Sandwich (bread with butter and mint chutney, cucumber and tomatoes)
INDORI ZAYAKA:
• Bhutta
• Bhutte ke khees
• Samosa
• Kachori
• Alu kachori
• Dahi vada
• Dahi puri
• Pani puri
• Johnny hot-dog
• Ragda patties (alu/chole tikiya)
• Chole bhature
• Poha jalebi
• Garadu
• Daal bati
• Moong halwa
• Cornflakes mixture
• Makke ki roti
• Paneer chila
• MAKHIJANI AUNTY`S BAJRE KI ROTI
• RUHI KI MUMMY`S BESAN LADDU AND CHIWDA
OTHERS:
• Lasagne
• Pasta
• Cheese chilly toast
• Baked vegetables
• Sweet corn soup
• Garlic bread with cheese
• Babycorn/gobhi Manchurian
• MAGGI
• Corns (plain salted with lots of butter)
• Candy floss
• Good-day biscuits / hide n´seek
• 5star chunky / Dairy milk / Dairy milk Crackle
• Confectionery: mango bite, coffee bite, mentos(lime), kachha aam, ravelgon, paan pasand and kachha aam
• Cadbury bytes
• Jeera goli, aam-pachak, tamarind sweets
SWEETS/ DESSERTS
• Rasmalai
• Rasgulla
• Gajar ka halwa
• Cookies from cookieman
• Devil´s own or chocolate fantasy from CCD
• Hot chocolate fudge
• Chocolate sundae
• Rich and creamy kulfi
• Baraf ka gola (orange, khus and cola)
• Orange candy
• Vanilla ice-cream with lots of chocolate sauce and nuts
• Moong halwa
• Kheer
• Mysore pak
• Sohan halwa
• Gajak
• Meetha paan
LIQUIDS / JUICES:
• Nariyal pani
• Aam ras
• Aam panna
• Jaljeera
• Orange juice
• Nimbu pani
• Strawberry milkshake
• Chickoo milkshake
• Watermelon juice
• Sugarcane juice
FRUITS:
• Orange
• Pomegranate
• Papaya
• Water-melon
• Grapes (black and green)
• Peach
• Pear
• Chickoo
• Jamun
• Seetafal
• Banana
THAT IS ALL FOR NOW. HAPPY MUNCHING AND CHOMPING OF SUMPTUOUS FOOD!!!
Thursday, May 8, 2008
hmm... hmm.... read on to know what it is about...
Umm.. I wanted to write about this since ages now, but was always unsure to voice out my opinions. People might consider me a naïve person knowing nothing and would not appreciate my comments. But come on, who is asking anybody to publish it in a magazine or praise me for my opinions. It’s my blog, I can write whatever I want to. So here is a very negative opinion about feminism and if you don’t like my view let me know (but only with a strong answer, pleeeeaaasssee)
Ohhhk… so the world is filled with staunch feminists protesting for female rights. Even I would have considered myself as one if I wouldn’t have been introduced to the flood of strong feminists in Manipal. I reconsidered my position and realised that I am nowhere close to being one.
And then after realising it, I started disliking the whole concept of it. I mean, stop cribbing. For me it is purely pessimism. How much of a gender bias have my female colleagues faced to voice it out so strongly? Excuse me, if you come up with absurd points such as the words used to describe females in some idiotic song, then I wont be able to tolerate it. If that is what is repulsive to you, come to think of it, males aren’t even praised in any Indian songs. Indian songs are always singing high about the looks of females. Well, you should be happy about it!! It should be the men who should be complaining that their looks are always ignored.
Secondly, some raise their irritating voices in the middle of an interesting history class wherein the professor would be telling us about how females were looked down in the past. And then, interrupting in between, spoiling the entire mood will come pointless whines about this not being fair. Hello!!! Wake up! It might not be fair, but that won’t change the history. It is a fact, better accept it as one. You can’t shout out to change the history. Be practical and take it in a good studying spirit (if at all there is one such thing).
Then there are some who will be cribbing about gender inequality in some corner of the world. Don’t want to argue with them, really! First of all, how concerned are they about other concerning issues? How much do they care about the starving kid near their house to show concern to a greater number just for the reason that you share a common link of the same gender? Ohhk… that was not the argument. That was quite stupid on my side. Ok, a little more logical point. Firstly, none of your shouting here will help them in anyway. People amongst whom you are shouting are already well aware of the situation. Try of a better way of helping them and actually making a difference.
Hmm.. and if at all there was discrimination of any kind, consider it as a harm done to the whole of human kind and just not a specific gender. If something wrong was done, try not labelling a specific gender against the other one. Treat it as a crime of a bad person against a good one. And leave it just to an individual level and not drag the whole gender into it. That is like playing with one’s identity as a representative of that gender.
And yes, who says there are no rape cases anywhere. I am not ignorant. But that is clearly because males possess more power than females and (lets not go into details) are capable of doing it. I suppose, if females were capable of doing it (and I think they can, I read somebody saying that) then they would have done it and then there would have been rape cases of men too. I know it is very wrong and cannot be justified, but you cannot blame the whole group because of it. Whoever does it, fight them, for what they did was wrong. But again fight for the cause and not for the people/gender involved. Fight because what happened with the other person was not right. It should be a fight for the innocent against the guilty and not the whole gender of the one who is guilty.
It is something like God gave birds the ability to fly and not humans. So birds fly and one out of ten drops their shit on us. Of course, we should not tolerate such things but that doesn’t mean we should kill all the birds or cage them or load them with accusations and make some humanist movement against birds just because they can stay (fly) higher than us. Yes, we can definitely make some laws, which the government has already done. So still if the birds drop their shit on us, then the whole community of birds shouldn’t be blamed, because they cant cut down their wings for others. Instead punish only the one who dropped the shit for his wrong doing and better not accuse the whole community. I know, I make no sense but I am trying very hard to make others understand something which is absurd in many ways.
And then again, some shout out that women are not treated well in the society. Whoa whoa whoa!!! Maybe they are blind, insensitive and have a poor nervous system. Females are over-privileged. Everywhere it is the men who are subjected to ill treatment because they are considered to be strong enough to bear the pain. The entire ladies quota, special reservation for ladies everywhere are some of the examples. How can one even say that we are ill-treated. That is too greedy a statement. Just because you get a simpler way through this, you keep on demanding more!!! Heights!!!!
And lastly my views on a ridiculous statement. On Women’s Day, one extreme feminist was back in action. Her view was that Women’s Day makes no sense. (For once I thought that she finally made some sense, ofcourse Women´s day makes no sense. Why do we need a special day. We are just the same as men. Why treat us better than them??) but no.. I was quite wrong. Ofcourse she used the same words but in a very different way as if again protesting for gender rights. I was taken aback. This was the limit. On one hand, she fights, she shouts and does everything possible for the so-called female betterment and when people acknowledge such so-called efforts from others and give us a special day to celebrate she is still not happy. All we asked for was equality! Why just give us one day out of the 365 days as if it was a charity. My god!!! People misunderstand genuine intentions also. Its definitely not charity!! It is respect. And there is a difference between respect and pity. (By the way, we don’t even need the additional respect we are getting). And it is not that the rest of the 364days are dedicated to men and men rule over us. Those 364days are days of equality, where men and women are considered one and you have been given one additional day just to celebrate who you are. If that is the case, then you should fight against friendship’s day, Valentine’s Day (light topics) and also Independence Day and republic day. Does that mean our Independence is a result of pity? And that 364 days we are considered as slaves and only once a year independent? Well… now that independence and dependence are getting better hold of me (which are my favourite topics) I should better stop. Or else, I really don’t know how long this post will get!!
Till then… Byee…. Be happy being what you are!!! And let others also be happy being what they are!!!!!!
Love you all!!!
Ohhhk… so the world is filled with staunch feminists protesting for female rights. Even I would have considered myself as one if I wouldn’t have been introduced to the flood of strong feminists in Manipal. I reconsidered my position and realised that I am nowhere close to being one.
And then after realising it, I started disliking the whole concept of it. I mean, stop cribbing. For me it is purely pessimism. How much of a gender bias have my female colleagues faced to voice it out so strongly? Excuse me, if you come up with absurd points such as the words used to describe females in some idiotic song, then I wont be able to tolerate it. If that is what is repulsive to you, come to think of it, males aren’t even praised in any Indian songs. Indian songs are always singing high about the looks of females. Well, you should be happy about it!! It should be the men who should be complaining that their looks are always ignored.
Secondly, some raise their irritating voices in the middle of an interesting history class wherein the professor would be telling us about how females were looked down in the past. And then, interrupting in between, spoiling the entire mood will come pointless whines about this not being fair. Hello!!! Wake up! It might not be fair, but that won’t change the history. It is a fact, better accept it as one. You can’t shout out to change the history. Be practical and take it in a good studying spirit (if at all there is one such thing).
Then there are some who will be cribbing about gender inequality in some corner of the world. Don’t want to argue with them, really! First of all, how concerned are they about other concerning issues? How much do they care about the starving kid near their house to show concern to a greater number just for the reason that you share a common link of the same gender? Ohhk… that was not the argument. That was quite stupid on my side. Ok, a little more logical point. Firstly, none of your shouting here will help them in anyway. People amongst whom you are shouting are already well aware of the situation. Try of a better way of helping them and actually making a difference.
Hmm.. and if at all there was discrimination of any kind, consider it as a harm done to the whole of human kind and just not a specific gender. If something wrong was done, try not labelling a specific gender against the other one. Treat it as a crime of a bad person against a good one. And leave it just to an individual level and not drag the whole gender into it. That is like playing with one’s identity as a representative of that gender.
And yes, who says there are no rape cases anywhere. I am not ignorant. But that is clearly because males possess more power than females and (lets not go into details) are capable of doing it. I suppose, if females were capable of doing it (and I think they can, I read somebody saying that) then they would have done it and then there would have been rape cases of men too. I know it is very wrong and cannot be justified, but you cannot blame the whole group because of it. Whoever does it, fight them, for what they did was wrong. But again fight for the cause and not for the people/gender involved. Fight because what happened with the other person was not right. It should be a fight for the innocent against the guilty and not the whole gender of the one who is guilty.
It is something like God gave birds the ability to fly and not humans. So birds fly and one out of ten drops their shit on us. Of course, we should not tolerate such things but that doesn’t mean we should kill all the birds or cage them or load them with accusations and make some humanist movement against birds just because they can stay (fly) higher than us. Yes, we can definitely make some laws, which the government has already done. So still if the birds drop their shit on us, then the whole community of birds shouldn’t be blamed, because they cant cut down their wings for others. Instead punish only the one who dropped the shit for his wrong doing and better not accuse the whole community. I know, I make no sense but I am trying very hard to make others understand something which is absurd in many ways.
And then again, some shout out that women are not treated well in the society. Whoa whoa whoa!!! Maybe they are blind, insensitive and have a poor nervous system. Females are over-privileged. Everywhere it is the men who are subjected to ill treatment because they are considered to be strong enough to bear the pain. The entire ladies quota, special reservation for ladies everywhere are some of the examples. How can one even say that we are ill-treated. That is too greedy a statement. Just because you get a simpler way through this, you keep on demanding more!!! Heights!!!!
And lastly my views on a ridiculous statement. On Women’s Day, one extreme feminist was back in action. Her view was that Women’s Day makes no sense. (For once I thought that she finally made some sense, ofcourse Women´s day makes no sense. Why do we need a special day. We are just the same as men. Why treat us better than them??) but no.. I was quite wrong. Ofcourse she used the same words but in a very different way as if again protesting for gender rights. I was taken aback. This was the limit. On one hand, she fights, she shouts and does everything possible for the so-called female betterment and when people acknowledge such so-called efforts from others and give us a special day to celebrate she is still not happy. All we asked for was equality! Why just give us one day out of the 365 days as if it was a charity. My god!!! People misunderstand genuine intentions also. Its definitely not charity!! It is respect. And there is a difference between respect and pity. (By the way, we don’t even need the additional respect we are getting). And it is not that the rest of the 364days are dedicated to men and men rule over us. Those 364days are days of equality, where men and women are considered one and you have been given one additional day just to celebrate who you are. If that is the case, then you should fight against friendship’s day, Valentine’s Day (light topics) and also Independence Day and republic day. Does that mean our Independence is a result of pity? And that 364 days we are considered as slaves and only once a year independent? Well… now that independence and dependence are getting better hold of me (which are my favourite topics) I should better stop. Or else, I really don’t know how long this post will get!!
Till then… Byee…. Be happy being what you are!!! And let others also be happy being what they are!!!!!!
Love you all!!!
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