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Making a Choice

2011-10-28T18:14:00.013+05:30

Every now and then we find ourselves standing at cross-roads.Life is a result of the choices we make, the roads we choose to travel,the lanes we avoid to pass through,the shortcuts we make,the long drives we take,the little breaks at red traffic lights and sometimes breaking the traffic light itself ! Whether it is as simple as choosing the flavor of your ice-cream,color for your wall paint,status message to put up on FB;or a little more complex like which laptop to buy,what to cook for dinner*ask my mom and she'll tell you it is the most difficult in the world to decide what to cook every day*or where to go for a holiday;or very important and complicated decisions in life like choosing a life partner,going for a major surgery or switching jobs !

Some people find it so easy to take even the BIG decisions of life in a couple of seconds and some people take forever to even pick their hello-tune.

I, for one, am a person who is always in debate with myself,about, what to wear,what to eat,where to go,which movie to watch,which game to play,when to write the next blog :D and soooooo on.I am surrounded by so many which,when,what and whys,that i even dream about them,no kidding, exactly like the pic above ^^.

I wish it was easy to make choices like it happens in our Bollywood movies, you just close your eyes and the right choice magically appears in front of your eyes.**Remember the movie Pyaar Toh Hona Hi Tha and even RHTDM ? **Alas !In reality it does not happen **We don't even get to say "ab main aankhein band karke koi decision nahi lena chahti?**, when all you get to see/hear on closing your eyes is small bright dots in darkness as a result of some optic science concept**..

So I keep picking clues and indications hoping it is a sign from Allah to help me make the right choice, after all what we think is the best isn't always right for us and what we think is right isn't always the best for us. I would rather stick with "right" than "best". You have to have faith in the justice system**not necessarily of our country:P but the universal one,i.e. things,good or bad will eventually come to you, based on your actions and also your thoughts**

Another interesting twist in decision making is that choices aren't always in binary, infact most of the times they are not. You cannot answer every question with a plain YES or NO.Also, sometimes you cannot give a final answer straightaway because the final decision is based on the results of different steps in reaching the final answer. Remember flow charts ? I think they are a perfect example of how life moves !

The only difference is that life isn't as simple. When we move one step ahead, we don't even know whether we'll have a choice to go to the next step or will it be a dead end. Life is so much like those series of novels "Goosebumps" we read as children, they had horror,fiction,suspense,thrill and yet they were funny. The part i liked most about them was that,at regular intervals the author threw a few choices, like,the protagonist comes at a place in the middle of a forest and at the end of the road there are three doors, now the author throws a twist,

To proceed with the golden door Go to Page 27, Or,

To proceed with the silver door Go to Page 14 Or,

To proceed with the wooden door Go to Page 45 Or,

Go back and you'll be torn apart by hungry wolves !

This way, we could actually in a way make our own story. So sometimes, choices add an extra spice in our otherwise monotonous life ! If we were sure about everything, may be our brain cells would die out sooner ;)

Why am i writing this is that I have seen people(including myself) planning,planning and planning. Making castles in the air,creating a situation in their heads, writing a complete if-else-then program of their lives and suddenly out of nowhere life throws an exception !!! Your neat,precise and efficient program starts giving warnings and error messages and sometimes shuts down all together. This does not mean that we shouldn't plan about the future at all.But, lets just be alert and aware ! Lets be concerned but do not get worried. Lets not waste too much time in visualizing the future, lets not postpone our holidays, lets not forget to love our dear ones and tell them too......................lets celebrate today :)

Favorite Book !

2010-03-04T22:36:00.002+05:30

Q : How do you conclude that the book you just finished reading was one of the best books you have ever come across ?
Umm My Answer : When you start reading the book, you don't feel like keeping it down for any reason however important it be. You feel like absorbing every single line and every single word of it.You even re-read a few lines, smiling, sometimes crying and sometimes even crying happily, imagining the scenes, feeling for the characters as if they were real. You are so curious to know about "what-will-happen-next" in the book that you even forget about "what-happened-last" in your own life :D.But, doesn't it disappoint you a little when the right hand side of the book starts becoming thinner as compared to the left hand side ?And finally, when the book ends[and btw i like ONLY happy endings.],i feel happy for a few minutes but then i start missing the book. I wish there was no end to it, i wish i could read more, i don't feel like coming out of that world the book had created.And when i miss it even after 2 days, i decide ... that was one of the best books i ever read !
So, what's your answer? :)

P.S. : I suppose the same goes for movies too huh ?

Just A Thought ...

2010-02-20T17:44:00.002+05:30

"The tragedy of life is that the right decisions may not also,always be the best decisions of your life !!!"

Blank !

2010-02-14T16:04:00.003+05:30

Ironically, "I don't care" is the most misused phrase !!

My First Century :D

2010-02-12T21:55:00.002+05:30

I completed my first century of defects today !!!100 defects in almost 100 days huh ...which includes holidays,weekends,leaves,one trip to hometown,series of pains :D[physical and emotional :].When i told my best friend about it, he was all "Congrats Dude!!I always knew you were good at finding defects in things[and people? :D]"

PS : I love it when i am labelled "dude" :D, some say it perfectly matches my tomboyish behavior :. Looks like all these years of trying to be feminine have gone waste :. Ahh ! Who cares?I love it anwyayz :D
PPS : I am dying to see KCK :,not sure i'll be able to see it in the theatre though :(
PPPS : Life is gonna change after this Monday ....... :(, though i have always loved changes, i wonder how will it be this time :) .Nervous.Even scared, but at the same time hopeful too :), i surprise myself when it comes to showing bravery sometimes :D
PPPPS : I do not believe in Valentine's Day [but still i have kept the script of this post red anyways :D]
PPPPPS : Illusion is the theme of the season for me !!!
PPPPPPS : I know all of this is unrelated :S, but it should look like my blog right ?and should suit my current mood?Complicated and Confused and Bizzare !!

Current Mood : Puzzled
Current Music : Mujhko Duniya Milgayi Hai Zindagi Badal Gayi Hai...Tum Jo Mere Saath Ho ...[KCK]

Kahin toh hogi wo duniya :(

2009-11-27T19:57:00.002+05:30

I never thought that such a day would come :(
It's EID tomorrow ! And not just im NOT going home, i haven't even got a new dress for eid :( I have no plans :( I have no clue what i'm gonna do tomorrow.This is bad ! Growing up is BAD :(
Back home eid was soo much fun ! I am wondering now whether i m living a robotic life ! What did i want and what am i actually doin?Am i really on the right path ??My life has become simply a journey between leave plans for home.I wait for one and then when i come back from home my wait for the next one starts.So basically i LIVE life for just 8 days in 3 months !OMG, im very boring : .N i complain a lot :

Runnnnnnn

2009-11-27T19:26:00.004+05:30

Some obvious places where you find people running, competing with each other [N of course I am not talking about races here]:

-->At the entry of screens at theatres as soon as the gates are opened. When the seating arrangement is already decided I don’t know what all the rush is for K and the same happens at the exit as well.

-->In case of a fire alarm, everybody wants to be the first one to come out and this results in obvious chaos.

-->In long distance journeys in buses, in the morning as soon as the bus stops everybody heads for the door :D

-->Also, in trains, as soon as the train halts whether it be a station or the middle of a forest some people always run out of the train and decide to come in only at the last moment and create confusion at the door

-->Whenever there’s a fight/argument on the street, people rush in from all corners to collate their share of gossip

-->Some people need to race/compete for even basic things like clean drinking water :(

-->Towards Pune DC Infy Bus terminal at 4:59pm, 5:59pm, 7:14pm, 8:14pm and 9:14pm :D.

-->Whenever a lonely bicycle is spotted in the infy campus [specially “down hill

-->I always find people hurrying, rushing, some even running to stand in queues for coupons/food in the food court. Infact some people come in gangs, one would check out the menu, one would get the coupons, one would already be in the queue for food and another would go hunt for an empty table. It’s almost like a relay race

-->[This one is fictitious] On the BB, people race among themselves to come up with the quickest, wittiest, smartest [and some dumbest :]replies. If I try imagining the scene, how would it be like if these people were discussing things in reality face to face, it appears no less than a race !

U can you add to the list .. i m sure it is not as short as this !

Doctor Doctor .

2009-11-27T19:19:00.002+05:30

When in school i read/heard something which was like :
1st std : Eating an apple a day, keeps the doctor away.
7th std : Eating an apple a day, keeps the doctor away [ but if the doctor is handsome, keep the apple away ;) ...ssssh :D]
PS : These days, my mom is making all efforts to keep the doctor away :( :( :( [and btw .. i mean away from ME :p]

Comfortably numb ...

2009-10-25T01:20:00.004+05:30

I wonder why do i blog !!!Is it how i talk to the world?Or is it the way i talk to people whose opinion matter to me or is it simply the way i talk to myself ... (i.e. just a little loudly)?I am not even sure whether anybody would ever read this :), so i guess i AM talking to myself .. like a personal diary, just a little less secretive though ...

I have noticed one thing, i write either when i am a little more happy than usual or a little more sad than usual.I write in extremes ! Either my posts would be really cheerful and full of life or they would be too gloomy rather sadist types.When happy, why do i need to show it to the world and when sad, is it how i vent out my frustration?If yes, on whom?And why ?And does it really help?Why can't i be direct with people and with things?Or is this an easy way out?Why do we prefer to make easy choices in life?Are some things really worth the pain?How do we decide which ones are?

Do i write for appreciation???Or do i write for people to agree with my opinion???Or do i simply want my voice to be heard?How does it matter to me if i am heard ??Or to anybody for that matter?Aren't certain things best, when left unsaid?Or is it best to let them unsaid?I know this is incomplete ...
So, i guess it's time to be quiet for some time.What words cannot express, silences do :)

You've got mail ...d concluding part

2009-09-30T19:57:00.002+05:30

....(continued)....
He looked at the monitor again. He read the mail once more, re-read it and sat back looking blankly at the insensitive machine in front of him. What insensitive machine! In fact, some people are even more insensitive. She knew what he felt for her..He had seen it in her eyes and in her talks. His mailbox was flooding now. He saw everybody else’s replies in ‘Reply To All’, asking her who the lucky guy was, how did it happen, when did it happen, when would she give throw a party and introduce him to them etc etc. He hated everybody! How could they be so happy and so selfish when he was in so much pain.
The latest mail from her read as,
“Calm down folks! All your queries will be answered in detail :) at lunch time see you all sharp at 1:00pm in cube number 101.”
He looked at the watch, 12:30! He had just half an hour to prepare himself. He couldn’t act like a coward. He would go ahead and wish her. He kept back that card he had made, in the lower most drawer right in the end. He wasn’t sure about what to say. He couldn’t have said,”Hey! That’s great news. I’m so happy for you.”He wouldn’t say that because he didn’t feel that. He felt terrible. But, he had the right to know about this sudden twist in the tale. He decided to simply confront her and ask her directly. May be she didn’t do this willingly, maybe she was doing it all under some pressure, like some promise his dad had made to a friend of his in her childhood or maybe it was her old and ill grandmother’s wish to see her dressed as a bride, getting married to some NRI guy or may be all this was just a dream; he wished!
He heard a few noises at a distance, coming from the direction her desk was. The clock read 1 :15.So,they were all there, wishing her, teasing her, congratulating her. He could visualize her, her regular sweet smile, blushing, showing off her pretty ring in her cute little finger; the same finger which when accidentally touched his hand, sent shivers down his spine. He almost slapped himself back to reality and got up from his seat. Every step towards her seemed more difficult than the previous one. People were gathered around her laughing, some complaining, and some even making disappointing faces. Nobody seemed to be congratulating her. Her close friend even hit her jokingly. He was confused, curious and puzzled at the same time. He moved quicker, closer towards her. Her eyes were searching for something ……or was it “someone”. She looked at him and the search ended right there.
She looked at him, observing his facial expressions, trying to read his mind. Almost everybody had left by then. He felt that he didn’t have the courage to look at her hand. He was simply looking in her deep brown eyes. Her mischievous smile suggested that something was fishy. Breaking the awkward silence, she flashed her finger in front of him and said, “You took away my scissors that day right, I was trying to cut a sheet with a blade and cut my finger.” A band-aid was nicely wrapped around the “disputed” finger. A voice echoed in his mind, “thanks to somebody….”,so that poor somebody was HIM since he had forgotten to give back her scissors;”the 3rd finger of my left hand isn’t vacant anymore.” Sure it wasn’t. There was a band aid there! She loved playing this game of words and he always fell in her traps. Why couldn’t he guess! She had always been a prankster and he actually loved her for the cute little naughty things she always did. He got too full of emotions to be able to say anything. With almost tears in his eyes, he told her, “You know what! I HATE YOU!” She simply smiled and said, “And do you know what, I love you …a lot…” :)

P.S. : I wish such guys existed :D and well gals too :D

You've Got Mail . . .

2009-09-15T22:42:00.011+05:30

"She loves me,she loves me not,she loves me,she loves me not."He was playing with a flower again.1 petal left-->she loves me not :O.Damn !"Cmon,these are just silly games",he told himself.Anyway,he knew what HE felt for HER atleast and he had decided to tell her that today without fearing the consequences.Just then,she entered the hall.It was "traditional day" at office.In her favorite color red,that too in an elegant sari...slender waist,long silky hair flowing in the air,"kohl-ed" enchanting eyes,a vibrant smile and a feline walk....he had to pinch himself back to reality.She wished him good morning,chuckled(may be she had seen his jaw wide opened :D) and walked past him,leaving him startled again,he was lost again in the lovely fragrance of her favorite perfume which always drove him crazy :D.He was angry at himself, how could he let her control his senses without her even saying a word.He got back to his desk and took out the card he had spent the entire night making for her.The stars on it, reminded her of the twinkle in her eyes,the flowers her sweet fragrance,the butterflies her delicate wrist,even the sparkle pen he had used on the card were a symbol of the sparkle/the happiness she always spread with her mere presence.He would tell her all today,he thought.May be even she liked him,he could feel that from the way she always laughed even over his not-so-funny jokes,the way her cheeks turned rosy red when he complimented her,the way she turned into a "baby" and gave him an innocent-puppy-dog-look even if an ant bite her :D,obviously she craved for his attention too.It was cute when she blushed,the day he looked 'extra' handsome, as if he were her own property ;)

He remembered her breaking down to tears when he had met with a small accident sometime back.Her tears felt like pearls rolling down the creamy cheeks,her cute little nosie turned red which was so cute,he felt like rubbing it softly with his own and cleaning her tears with his hands.He had instantly forgotten his pain then.
Just then his cubicle mate shook him."Breaking news dude ! Check your mailbox."It was a mail from HER,to a list of almost 20 friends,his name lost somewhere in between.It read as,
"Dear friends,today is like no other day in my life.Sorry to inform you all so late,it all happened in a hurry.Guess what, thanks to somebody, the third finger of my left hand isn't vacant anymore."
PS :You can deliver the gifts at my desk,cubicle number 101.
He went numb.He was speechless.How could she do that to him !She had no right to just come one fine day and tell him that she's going away with somebody else he had no idea about even !He felt like someone had hit him hard on the head with a giant rock.He couldn't speak.He couldn't breathe....
....To Be Continued...Watch this space for more :)...

Disclaimer : All the characters in this story are purely fictious and any resemblance to any person dead/alive is purely coincidental !

Umm !^@#% Mixed Emotions

2009-08-31T22:59:00.001+05:30

Today i got this baddddddd baddddd pimple on my chin :( :( :( GrrrrrrrrOuchhh ! it hurts :(And a dear friend told me that it is a sign that "I'm in love" :O :DAnother one told me that it is a sign that "Somebody is in love wid me" :D *blushhhh*I wonder how do i land up wid a pimple right there atleast once in a month :D,ohh my god i've got too much of love in me :D :D :p or for me :D :D ;)

My share of freedom . . .

2009-08-23T20:52:00.003+05:30

I got a lot of SmSz,emails and even phone calls on India's independence day.Most of them were forwards and to be true i just read them once and didn't even think twice about them.I did put up "Happy independence day" as my tagline on orkut but even that wasn't my idea.I just did it because i promised somebody that i would.Now my account name in my laptop is "Saniya".Usually out of habit,i just lock my system instead of shutting it down.That day when i opened it and moved the cursor,on my screen something blinked like it always does,which i don't particularly notice always but that day it caught my attention somehow."Saniya Locked".It read and I smiled.I unlocked it and started working on my lappy when all of a sudden my mobile vibrated.I thought it would be one of those forwards again but what i read actually touched me.The message was from my father(who has recently learnt to SmS :D and i love reading his small cute one-liners).My mobile screen read as :
From : Papa
Azaadi.Mubarak.Ho.
He uses full stops instead of spaces,ok that was cute no doubt but the content and the timing surprised me!Saniya Locked .....Azzadi mubarak ho !Free was I ?That did made me smile for sometime but it made me think about freedom as well.What is freedom?Am i free?Or am i independent ?Is freedom about not having any responsibilities or is it about having the liberty to do what you really want?Am i doing what i really want?Do i want my freedom?Can i have it ?Will that make me happy?Am i not happy already ?May be i don't want my freedom?May be i want others to take my decisions?May be,I don't want my freedom.I want to be dependent !May be i just want to close my eyes,close my fists,hold myself tightly,sit in one corner and want somebody to just assure me that whatever is happening is best for me...
May be i am too greedy :(

Signs of Ageing ;)

2009-08-18T22:06:00.005+05:30

They say “Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don’t mind, it doesn’t matter.”One should not regret growing older…after all it is a privilege denied to many {I aint sure whether to use a smiling smiley here :) or a saddy one :(}. . .One common thing I hear people saying to me is,”Saniya ! Please act your age” :.I always end up either behaving like I was five years younger or five years too mature for my age .It basically depends on one’s mood huh?By the way,when do you decide that you have grown up ?Even after years of futile efforts not to,I guess finally I HAVE grown up !
I keep thinking about this and I came up with a few reasons as to why do I think so.I am listing a few here,you can add up to the list.You know you’re a grown up :

1)When the frequency of your “walekum-assalams” becomes more than the frequency of “assalam-o-alaikums” in a family gathering :

2)When you start hiding your physical/emotional pains from your parents because you think it’s ‘not their age’ to get worried and it’s time for you to take over the “worrying” part.

3)When you find yourself filling up those “Help Age India” forms for kids of the locality for whom even a 10 rupee note is a big treasure which it was for you too in the recent past.

4)When you know you aren’t expected to change your style of signature every other day :D{I remember changing mine atleast 10 times ever since I learnt to write and infact I still struggle with the way I write S –get it different each time somehow :D !}

5)When you watch “Chota Bheem” on Pogo and feel a little reluctant to share this information with your friends{ohh and i’m doin it on my blog :O :O,anyway whoever said we were just talking abt ME:D(damn,I’m such a bigmouth!)}

6)When calorie content becomes more important than the taste :(

7)When you have atleast 5 sets of friends,friends from school, friends from college, friends from the colony, friends from office, friends from the company, friends from the internet, friends from “BB” :D etc etc.

8)When you eat “Pan Pasand toffee” with a nostalgic feeling and give it a “long time no see welcome hug “:D.

9)When you have trouble writing Hindi spellings because the last time you wrote Hindi was some 6 years back in 10th std final exam(and were actually pretty relieved to get rid of it :D).

10)When a 3 year old kurta does not fit you anymore,not because of the length changes but because of the breadth changes ;) :D

11)When you see a 5 year old photograph of yours and say,”Ohh no ! Was that me !!!??!!I didn’t have a sense of style then.”(and you end up saying that again 5 years later looking at today’s pic ;)).

12)When you have atleast one or more of the following problems :hairfall,dark circles,over/under weight,backache,poor eye-sight,bad memory,yellow teeth(:P)o r atleast a pimple(cmon! You gotta agree on this atleast:p).

13)When you start seeing through people !You can see the right/wrong in people irrespective of the words they use.

14)When you say,”Even this shall pass.” And you actually believe in it,however hard.

15)When you have had atleast one serious crush and atleast one serious heartbreak :(.

16)When it becomes difficult to simply trust anybody/everybody who comes your way !

17)When you start spending your time more and more in things that you might not enjoy every much but are “need of the hour” like reading Economic times(even without actually wanting to).

18)When you’ve seen your favorite actor transitioning from playing the lead role to playing the role of elder bro/father/uncle of the lead .

19)When you see Cartoon Network and say cartoons were so much cuter in our times,they don’t make the likes of “Johhny Quest”,”Captain Planet”,”Swat Cats” anymore !

20)When you no more feel like sitting in the piggy train/merry-go-round forever and ever ;){Guys pls don’t drag any FLUES in this plsssss :X).

21)When the Dragon Train rides don’t scare you as much) !

22)When your body clock synchronizes with the wall clock because you have been getting up the same time doing the same stuff over years and years !

All this and much more does make me wonder whether it’a a good news that I have grown up or a sad one ? .I still love it when people say to me,”Saniya,Grow Up!”,since that means the kid in me is still alive and I hope it remains :D
Suggestions/feeback,good/bad are most welcome :)
[P.S. : I might have made some spelling mistakes or there might be some typos,please point those out and I shall correct them.TIA :)]

The 6th sense .

2009-08-05T18:20:00.002+05:30

Aint being superstitious and believing a lil too much in your sixth sense , pretty similar things ?I am sure most people wouldn't agree with me :), [somehow i always land up on the conflicting side :(].Over the past few years i have developed this strange habit of "making guesses" and predicting outputs and seeing "signs" as God's indications !!!I do it so much that it actually affects my decisions .It feels like someone somewhere,may be its my inner voice but which has an identity of its own,thoughts of its own,an unknown power of its own always guides me and prepares me for good and more importantly not-so-pleasant things in life.
Now it so happend yesterday that there is somebody who i usually get along reallly well with but at times i just find that connectivity thing completely missing between us.I was trying this person's phone number and in the 1st try i got the response as "Connection Error".I don't usually pay attention to such messages but this time i don't know why i stopped and thought about it for a while.I decided to keep my 6th sense aside and tried again,this time i got the connectivity but after 10 mins of talk i actually ended up having an arguement.When i disconnected the call,i was left speechless thinking about the thought i had got just before making that call !!!

Those Familiar Strangers !!!

2009-07-29T22:32:00.006+05:30

Flashback ....

I was walking like i usually do,slow paced,shoulders drooped down,in my own world,unaware of-who's around,how's the weather like and where am i keeping my steps{and that's why i usually end up bumping into something or the other on the way and nearly falling.}Just then,i heard a loud whistle,which brought me back to reality !

"Madam,please walk on the footpath."I gave an embarrassed grin to the security guard and he couldn't help smiling too.It was the third or may be the fourth time in the past week that i had been instructed by that gentleman to follow the most basic rule of Infosys Mysore."Do Not Walk On The Grass"-- the sign before me read.{I don't know why i found those signs funny initially when i had just joined Infosys,i mean cmon grass is meant to be walked upon i thought,but after a month these signs somehow started making sense to me.}

After this exchange of smiles i suddenly realised that just like him, there were so many people i met each day,in the food court,on the security counter,on the basketball court,in the multiplex,in the supermarket(Loyal World),in GEC(our training centre) who were strangers to me but still i knew them and they knew me and infact we shared an unknown bond.May it be the lady from housekeeping who didn’t understand English/Hindi and I didn’t, her Kannada and who made me make use of all my “Dumb-Charade” skills and I hers.Or the vendor at Dilli-Durbaar who after 1 month itself made sure not to add sweet chutney in my chaat without me having to tell him.Or the lady guard who accompanied me till my room on the top floor,extreme end whenever I came very late at night from GEC and she found me trembling in the dark outside my hostel.Or the Maini Driver who always gave me an OMG look and enquired whether my luggage was of only 1 person or of 1 family :D !Or the lady who checked our bags and id cards in GEC !Or simply that girl whose dressing i loved.Or that guy whose dimple always appealed to me ;).Or the juice-vendor who always gave coupons instead of change with a usual “sorry”.Or all those people I saw in the food court,stood in the long queues with,sat in the multiplex with,bowled in the bowling arena with,went in the lift with,waited in the parlor with,rushed out in case of “false-fire-alarms” with and much much more.I didn’t know their names,I didn’t know where they came from,I didn’t even hear the voice of many of them.But I can still say I knew them and they touched my life,I liked having them as “partners in smiling.”

14th May ’09 …I had a serious headache and was waiting since 10 mins for the lift.I was frustrated !!!Finally it came and then me and some 3-4 people(some familiar strangers) entered the lift with me.There was silence.One of those guys looked to have descended from the “Sumo-Wrestler” family.The other guy,his friend suddenly said,”Ab dekhna ye lift khud-ba-khud neeeche jaayegi” :D :D :D.I tried controlling but I couldn’t.I let out a small chuckle and then everybody else started laughing too.The lift stopped.With smiles on our faces all of us headed in different directions.They didn’t know me and I didn’t know them,but that moment of laughter did touch our lives even if a little and gave us one moment of connectivity.After all,it is many such moments combined that makes LIFE !

Tang-Ta-Dannnnng :D

2009-07-28T23:11:00.005+05:30

I always saw such posts on other people's blog and wondered.......HOW ! How could they leave their blog unattended for soooooooo long.I was very sure that i would never do such a thing ever!!!And here i am......wid d answer :D

U know what.... i think it was just God's plot ! Whenever i began writing something,{since i usually write up on a piece of paper and then copy paste it here on blogspot}the notepad in which i wrote always got lost !! Yeaah it did :( and then being Garfield's sister,i was so heartbroken i didn't feel like writing the same thing all over again.

Or may be there was something about Infosys Mysore ! It kept me soo busy .....(siiiiiiigh)....that i just didn't have time for anything at all !So,sorrry dear readers.Also,thank you to all the people who motivated me and forced me, specially MB who always encouraged me and rather propelled me to start blogging again.So,here i am,and i assure you that i won't be gone before telling a couple of stories atleast ! Though,adding to this,please don't have any expectations from me,it's almost a year and i feel like i have just begun writing :D.

So watch this space for more ... :) Cheers !

A different month of Ramzan...

2008-09-08T18:25:00.006+05:30

2nd Sep : 4.45 am

It's 4.45 in the morning as i write this.I don't know when will i able to post this though,because i don't have an internet connection right now.I don't usually get up THIS early ofcourse,but i got up at 4 today,because today is different and so will be the coming month ! This is the first time ever I am not at home in Ramzan !Obviously at home i wouldn't have switched on my system at this time,but things are very different here.I don't have anybody to talk to right now,nothing worthwhile to do,some stupid bird is making strange noises outside and actually scaring me a lil.I have just finished my sehri(15 minutes before time!),there's still some time for namaz so I thought it's a good time to get back to my blog which i couldn't pay attention to in the past month.Hold on !!!!! I guess it's time for namaz already now :D,so stay right there...I'll BRB.I am keeping this document open for now.

30 mins later : Yeah I'm back :D.So,where were we and what was I talking about?I think I wanted to talk about my "transition".Just a year back,things were so different.I remember the last ramzan and infact all those 21 ramzans at home.The usual,mom getting up much earlier than us,preparing hot chapatis/parathas and dishes for us.Everybody in the home had a special demand for the sehri and mom like a Genie fulfilled our wishes.We just had to get out of our cozy beds,30 mins before the "Toap"(In Bhopal,at sehri i.e. the "roza beginning" and iftaari i.e. the "roza closing" hours,you can hear loud gunshots in the air and that's how you know when to stop and when to begin eating.That's what unites all the "rozedaars".I'm so used to those "toaps",that for me here in Pune it's impossible to imagine ramzaans without them!Here you just follow a timetable yourself.Nobody's gonna ring a bell and tell you that it's time to start/stop.Ohh how much I miss those toaps;)).

Anyway,so we got up a few minutes before toap and specially in winters I remember,brushing teeth was a burden and then we used to run to the kitchen,get our plates and run back into the blanket :D.Papa always got up the last and one of us(we are there sisters)whoever mom could get hold of or whoever finished her sehri first,had the duty to take the tray to papa's room and run between the kitchen and his room to serve hot chapatis.The last was the "chaai round".I never liked drinking tea in a saucer but we had to hurry anyway so mom used to keep my cup in a small bowl and pour water in the bowl or change 2-3 cups to cool down the tea.Now i realise how demanding i was!That's how the "roza" began each ramzan.

Coming back to the present.I had to get up on my own today,1 hour before the sehri closing time.I bought Hyderabadi biryani last night(because i got late and there were no chapatis available in the market by then!)I had put an alarm in my cell but still I got up atleast thrice to check the time.I don't think I got much of a sleep.When the alarm rang,I was already awake !I ate the biryani somehow :( with the help of the pickle i had bought last night because i knew this was gonna happen.I had to make tea for myself and get up twice in the middle of eating biryani to make sure that it wasnt reduced to half a cup.Sorry to say I couldn't eat even half of the biryani :(,so with no options left i had to eat a banana.I drank my tea and lots of water later!After this i checked my watch and and it was still almost 4.40.I messaged my mom and sisters.Mom replied back with her duas and told me that she had "kaleji"(slurrp) in the sehri,if you don't know what that is,it's a very tasty(and one of my fav) non-veg dishes.Ok,NO talks about good food now :X,the roza has already begun.After this i guess you know what happened.Now it's almost 6:30 and my eyes are half closed.So,I'll switch off the light and the all-out(I am instructed to save as much power as i can here)and get some sleep!I'll pakaofy you with this very soon...Congratulations!You are one of the very few people who managed to read till the end :D.Or did u read the last line directly huh? :O ! Sweet Dreams to me ! Chao !

11:20 pm 10th'Sep'08 : Tell you what though i missed home and Bhopal,it was still a good experience for me ! This one month stay at Pune has helped me grow as an individual...i guess i value people and things even more now :)

Utopia...Lost..And..Found !

2008-07-26T18:37:00.007+05:30

A few days back,I was having this conversation with a friend who is in much a similar situation like mine and infact like many of us.I must appreciate his sense of observation and congratulate him(& thank him)for what he said to me that day.Of late I've realised that though i come across as an extrovert to most people,I actually am much of an introvert.I have this mask on all the time,a protective wall or perhaps just my cancerian shell which doesn't let people see the real me ! Anyway,this aint what i wanted to tell you about today ;).So,during this conversation with this friend(who doesn't happen to be very close),we were talking about the usual stuff,i.e.the most common questions to me these days,like,"What next?","Enjoying your hols huh?","So,wossup wid ya?","What're your plans?"etc etc etc.And I was the usual,"Nothin much yaa","Just bugged","Yep,just waiting for my DOJ.","Looking forward to a better life ahead."etc etc.

Suddenly he said,"Saniya,so often we say that we are waiting for such and such occassion or a certain thing to happen and THEN perhaps life would be easy.People ask us questions like, "Where do you see yourself five years from now?"We set targets for ourselves,an imaginary mark beyond which everything would be perfect.You may call it hope or blind faith but we do believe that one fine day we'd be able to sit back and tell ourselves that this was the day we were waiting for all our lives,the day we'd ask for no more,the day we'd expect no more,the day we struggled and compromised for our entires lives ! During this journey how many times do we realise that today is the tomorrow we were talking about yesterday? Will there be an annoucement from the heavens,how would we actually know that the day has arrived that everything,every single damn thing that affects our lives is now perfectly ok (And is such a situation feasible ?)! Waiting for our destination to arrive,do we not forget to identify the pleasures of the journey itself?Who knows , perhaps today was the best day of your life ?How can you be so sure of the tomorrow which may or may not arrive even ! So,stop waiting Saniya.Life aint that bad.Live like today is THE DAY,so that atleast you don't regret about it later if God forbid things get even worse."

I found myself smiling and after a long time i actually meant the smile....

On the Wrong Side of 22 .

2008-06-23T17:54:00.003+05:30

Another year goes by...It's interesting how minutes change into days,days into weeks,weeks into months and months into years !! This year i saw how much a single year can change you entirely and your outlook towards life.I turned 22 this 23rd June around 2 pm.Perhaps it was only a coincidence that i was reading Linda Goodman's "Star Signs" today and i came across something that i already knew of and suprised me still."The lucky number for Cancerians is 2."Yes it is :).

Saniya itself means "Second".Now whether this second is the unit of time or the number two i am not very sure,but i do know that i am very much related to this number.I am the second daughter of my parents and I have two sisters.Infact I have two khalas(mom's sisters),two mamus(mom's brothers),two phupis(dad's sisters),two badeabbas(dad's elder brothers)alive.

Is it just a coincidence ? Or do I think a little too much ?I am two decades and two years old right now :D and if you look at my birth date 23rd June,i.e.23/6 2+3+6 =11 ;1+1 =2.Also we live in house number 65,6+5=11;1+1=2 AGAIN !! No wonder I am usually 2nd in all the competitions :X ..It's all in the name !

Whatever it is...i have started liking my connection with the number 2.It is indeed lucky for me !

Let me end with two words now....Take Care :p ;)

I'm Gonna Be A Scientist !!

2008-06-17T11:19:00.003+05:30

Ever since the bell rang on 14th June'08,at 1:00pm,I haven't stopped screaming and telling everybody near and far that finally I am Er.Saniya Aijaz.It took me four years to get that title but in the end i guess it was worth the effort.Yesterday I was telling my 7 year old cousin,Aatif,that my exams were over and I've become an engineer.He was amazed,the little boy and his expressions were like Ohh-Really?!!? and then he asked me,"Which engineer?".Impressed by his question,I told him that I had become an Electronics Engineer.He was even more excited and smiling told me innocently that a few years back (perhaps when he was in Nursery ;)),he wanted to become the same but now he has "decided" to become a scientist :D.

Kids have infectious smiles.I couldnt help laughing too.I remembered my school days,when even i changed what I-wanted-to-be every now and then.I remember contemplating becoming a pilot and once even joining the police :O !! When you are small,you are a little bit of everything,an engineer,a doctor,a lawyer,a teacher,a scientist.As you grow,only one of them grows.The engineer in me grew then,lets c whether the scientist in Aatif takes over too ;) :D.

The End ? Or The Beginning ?

2008-06-14T20:56:00.006+05:30

I used to call them bullets.Five bullets every semester.This time we had just four,though the major project was no less than an atomic bomb.By the time the last one was fired,I was utterly exhausted !

....14th June'08 .... I guess I'll remember this day for a long long time,perhaps forever.Those sleepless nights,those cramming of notes(which were long forgotten before the actual exam),those last minute revisions on the back seat of activa on the way to college and in front of the exam hall.Those searches of roll numbers on the notice board,those wishing of "good-lucks".Those drawing of margins on the answer sheet(which was even boring than the paper).Those telling of everyone around,"Bataa Dena Yaar !"(and never actually getting the time to ask in the exam.)Those getting of exam papers like our "DSP" and checking those OHH-MY-GOD-expressions on everyone's face.Those confusions to select five questions out of eight and ending up missing a part or two.Those empty re-fills and lost erasers.Those sharpening of pencils and chewing of pen-caps.Those three hours which flew by in no time(specially the last hour).Those PHEWs and DAMNs after the exam !

All this and much more is now gone.Those classrooms,those benches,those corridors are gone ! Finally the four years of my engineering life have come to an end.I dont know whether I'll miss any of these in the future.But for now...IT's A RELIEF !!!All's well that ends well...Hoping for a good result now :)

A Perennial Issue !

2008-05-26T11:06:00.009+05:30

Let me start with a joke I read somewhere someday :
Wife(to Husband) : "What are you doing?"
Husband : "Killing flies."
Wife : "So how many did you kill then?"
Husband : "2 males and 3 females."
Wife(Surprisingly) : "How did you know their gender?"
Husband : "2 of them were glued to the beer bottle and 3 to the phone." :D

Many guys on several occasions have told me that they always wonder about what do females talk for hours and hours on the phone or wherever,whenever they meet,may it be in a wedding,in a doctor's clinic,in a birthday party or even in a funeral.
Today,let me tell you about one of those conversations.Guys needn't be too happy :p,it's no typical-girl-talk and I aint revealing any secrets here :p

In a similar get together a few days back,we were discussing our "experiences". All of us were in a light mood and I knew that though we were making these incidences sound funny,they were actually not,infact they were rather humiliating for us !

Tina and Rita told us about a day they were coming back home from college.They usually tied a cloth to cover their face from dust and sunlight but that day they didn't because the weather was very pleasant.They were enjoying each moment of the ride,the cool breeze,the high speed,the smooth road.They had no idea about what was going to happen next.They were happily moving,laughing and talking to each other.Out of nowhere a red car emerged.At the front of the car was some national party's flag.It had black glasses which were closed so that nobody could peep inside.Just as the car was overtaking them,someone on the back seat lowered the glass.Out came a bottle of water.The guy emptied the entire bottle of ice-cold water right into their face.It took a few seconds for them to actually believe what had just happened .They couldn't see anything,the glass was back in its position now.They could only hear some guys laughing loudly in the car.The cowards in the car fled at top speed after that !

Rouble is a little fat.She has tried everything from dieting to drinking hot water early in the morning to doing yoga and excersising.She told us that about a year back she has decided that she would walk one hour each day.She couldn't do that for more than one week though because of the following incident.She went out for a walk every evening.She didn't notice anything for the first three days.On the fourth day she realised that someone was following her.When she came back,she looked at herself in the mirror.No,she wasn't wearing a very good dress,neither were her hair nicely done nor was she wearing her usual kaajal.She wondered what made the guy follow her.She decided to simply ignore him and take a different route the next day.To her relief,he was nowhere to be seen the next two days.On the seventh day,he was there again on the changed route,following her very closely.She realised that if she stopped or even slowed down,he would actually bump into her.Somehow she came back home and forgot about it in an hour.After all,it happened all the time with her,with her sister,with her friends,with her cousins.Later that day,her dad came home carrying a small piece of paper in his hand,informing that he had found it glued to their front door.He read aloud the content of the chit,it said,"Follower's number : 9898989898"[Original number changed here for obvious reasons.]He looked at her with a lot of questions in his eyes.She didn't know what to say,she simply said,"What!Show me the paper!"He was all the more angry and kept the paper in his pocket.She and her sister were instructed to stay at home from then onwards and not go out alone for anything however important it be.She was just upset.She didn't know who to blame.The guy or her own dad !

One glad May morning,Rupali's mother told her to water the plants on the terrace.She hated to go there though because their next door neighbour(who happened to be twice her age) & whose room was just next to their terrace,kept staring at her.Hoping that he wouldn't be there,she went upstairs.There were beautiful flowers there-Roses of all kinds,shapes and colors.To her surprise and also pleasure there were a few butterflies in that minuscule garden.They gave her a beaming smile instantly.After half an hour when she was descending the stairs,she saw those two eyes on the window again.Also she saw her brother looking at her.She couldn't understand the look in his eyes then.The next day she was filling water in her cooler.The bubbles in the pipe caught her attention.There was a rhythm,a pattern in which they moved.The way they pushed each other,almost chasing the one in front,it looked like even they knew how to play like little kids.She stood there watching the amazing scene.Her brother came out after a few mins and enquired her about her purpose of standing outside in the courtyard.Surprised by his tone,she told him that she was filling the cooler.She was ordered to go inside.She looked at his brother questioningly and followed his gaze.He was looking at the man standing in the balcony looking at them.She went inside without saying anything.Later that day she heard her brother saying to his mom,"What does Rupali think she's doing?If she continues to pose like she does in front of that man,I'm going to slap her the next time."She knew it was useless to explain anything,like everytime,he would never believe,never understand.

There were many more incidences shared that day.Some I don't remember and some I can't share.I wonder what do these sadists get in teasing and troubling females,complete strangers walking their own way on the road.They know they might never see them ever again but still they derive pleasure in passing comments,in just looking at them like they have X-ray machines fit in their eyes ! And ironical still,what makes me sad is when your own family members fail to understand your pain and blame you instead.At the most,our mothers and aunties tell us to just ignore them and move on.It's a request from my side to all the females,don't let this injustice happen to you!Dont just take the blame,dont just stay quiet,the law has given you rights,use them.If someone follows you or says unwanted unasked for things,try scaring them by saying that you've noted down their bike;s number and you are going to give it to the police :D.Trust me it works ;) .They are going to think atleast twice before teasing another female then.Only you can save yourself from mental torture.All the best :)!
P.S. : Names have been changed to avoid controversy but trust me these are real life incidences !

The busy street . . .

2008-05-16T12:39:00.004+05:30

A busy street on a quiet afternoon.Coming from a city which did not feature anywhere in the top ten most significant cities of the country,she felt it was only rarely that she encountered such a situation.Sitting in a cafe with her mom,sipping her usual Fanta,she gave out one more sigh.She dint really love her visits to Mumbai for more than enough reasons but then destiny has its own ways.The doctor would arrive two hours later so they'd have to pass their time somehow somewhere in this city which moved at its own pace.

The roads,the life,the people here were so different,she felt.Long ques of cars,huge population,innumerable traffic signals,everybody was in a hurry,hence the busy street.Every individual was lost in his own world,they didn't seem to have time to stop,breathe and feel life,hence the uncomfortable silence,the feeling of loneliness even when in the middle of a crowd.A busy but quiet afternoon she felt again.

Just then something caught her eye.It was one of the few things that fascinated her about the city - CARS.She always got to see handsome cars on the street here.To her surprise she hadn't seen a single Maruti-800 since she had arrived.Small-n-Stylish,Long-n-Elegant,black,white,red(even yellow!!),you say it,they had it!Every second person on the street seemed to be the proud owner of a HONDA-CIVIC. She couldn't help smiling.She remembered how her father way back in the early 90's had got a car which became a hit in the neighbourhood.How much the world had changed since then.The variety and the number of cars on the road had increased.She had grown only about 3 feet taller since then but the buildings around her knew no such limits.As a young little girl,sitting on the front seat by her father's side in the zoooooooooming car, she always felt like a princess,very lucky and indeed blessed to have had the luxury.Coming back to the present,she glanced over the Swift in front which took no time to pass by her swiftly.

It's all about relativity,isnt it ? Good. . . Better. . . Best. . . and then there's something always better than the best.With time and with place,everything changes,even the definition of "good" and the definition of "enough".To keep up with the pace of life has become the biggest challenge today.She could continue to sit and stare at the street for another hour but it was time to go.Her mother was getting suspicious about her smile-for-no-reason now,she shook her.They stepped out of the cafe and took a taxi to the clinic.When they stopped at a signal,she looked around and told herself......"A busy street and a quiet evening."

...Never Say Goodbye...

2008-05-06T16:07:00.006+05:30

The party was over officially.The chief guest & the teachers had left.She sat there in one corner of the room,on a comfy chair at a place where she could feel the cool freeze from one of the coolers brushing her cheeks.She had not eaten anything since the morning.She always did that;before her exam,before an interview or before a programme that she had to host,she just couldn't eat.Today was no different.

She had gotten up at 7 in the morning and had hardly stopped since then.Decorating the hall and pleading & persuading the boys to stand up on the stool kept on a chair to reach the ceiling,telling evrybody the order in which they had to give their performances,making sure that somebody would take care of the refreshments,distribution of the flowers,making of posters,keeping in tune with her co-host,she felt like it was too much for her to handle !

The party had been successful.Everybody was noe enjoying themselves.Some of them were dancing,some singing(rather yelling) songs on the mike & some playing guitar.Some were busy taking snaps and videos while others were too busy munching biscuits,chips and sipping cold-drinks.She remembered how much she loved all that,the dancing,partying,singing,playing.But,today was different.

Some of her friends came up to her several times,almost picking her up and carrying her to the stage,but she wasnt in the mood.She saved herself by saying that she was too tired.Perhaps it was her physical pain or emotional she couldn't tell.She just wanted to be alone for the moment,and look at everybody around her.One by one she looked at every single individual in the room.They were so happy,atleast they looked that they were.She had spent four years of her life with them.

From strangers to friends,the journey hadn't been very difficult but she never realised that they had become an inseparable part of her life now.She was smiling at them,though they were too busy dancing crazily,singing songs in perfect symphony.She loved it still.It was nice to see happy people around her.People who had touched her life,knowingly and unknowingly,who had given her memories good and bad,who along with her had transformed from teenagers to young adults,who had contributed in making her what she was.

Four years back she had attended a similar party,another place,another bunch of people,the same feeling though.She had moved on then and she would move on now.She pondered over the reality of life.It is so strange how life changes,people in our lives change,circumstances change.She closed her eyes and remembered the song,"Zindagi ke safar main guzar jaate hain jo maqaam,wo phir nahin aate...." She could now understand what it meant.She knew it was time to say goodbye to one world and hello to another.She knew she might not be able to meet some of these people ever again.She might forget what they said to her but she will never forget how they made her feel.She'll meet new people,make new friends but that wouldn't mean that she would forget them.Their memories will always remain in a corner of her heart somewhere.She knew she was good at remembering details.She opened her eyes,she wanted to absorb it all,every moment of the day.

She gathered strength,got up and joined her friends who were singing,"Purani jeans aur guitar..."She was happy now,she had nothing to lose,she wasnt going to miss anything,near or far they'll always remain a part of her life,of HER...she knew it and that was enough !!!

What's in a name huh ? Well...Ask ME !

2008-05-06T11:33:00.005+05:30

If your name is as uncomplicated as "Ali Khan" or "Neha Sharma",you wouldn't understand my pain.To carry a name like "Saniya Aijaz" isn't an easy job.Specially since the arrival of the legendary Sania Mirza,I have to explicitly stress over the extra "y" in my name,which people ask has been placed WHY if i could do without it.Wherever I go,may it be a doctor's clinic,a library or a stationary,whenever my name is asked and I tell them that I'm Saniya,the common joke that i get to hear is,"Ohh..Sania Mirza!!"(followed by a laughter!).Puhleaze people ! I'm fed up of this (not so funny) joke.I have my own identity,I'm ME,don't relate me with someone else just because our names sound similar.Everbody mis-spells my name,right from my friends to teachers to shopkeepers who make receipts in my name :X..Grrrrr.The worst part comes when people on Orkut(complete strangers)scrap me saying,"Ohh ! So you are a big fan of Sania mirza huh?So what's your real name miss?" You can imagine my frustration then !
The story doesn't end here because even if people manage to get my name right,i haven't met a single person who would have pronounced/spelt my surname correctly.It's always either Aizaz,Aiyaz,Aijaj,Ejaz or worse Ayaz but never AIJAZ(not even by chance!)

Now whatever had to happen to me has already been done...but just a tip for you all,let your kid's name be as simple as possible and he would lead a little more happier life !

The bee cant be busier than ME !!!

2008-04-20T11:56:00.004+05:30

2 weddings and a family function to attend.
4 mid semester exams (two in a day :X).
2 internal viva exams.
Project Work.
File Submissions.
Our farewell party.
With my health down ,the mercury rising and looking at the current trend of my Mood Swings......I donno how am i going to live through this week :((.

BoooooHoooooHooooo :((

2008-04-10T11:17:00.006+05:30

All of us have cried in our lives for one reason or the other.The reasons are varied though.I was wondering possibly how many types of tears there can be :

1)I remember reading in my birth certificate,"Cried soon after birth."Now,I don't remember why did i cry then,but since i was a novice and had no ideas about the rules of the game...i would term these the "Genuine Tears." :D

2)With the change of calendar,I learnt that whenever I felt hungry or simply wanted Momma's attention,I could shed a tear or two and most importantly make loud noises.Mumma Immediately came to my rescue.These were the "Attention-seeker Tears."

3)At times,it did happen that I wasn't hungry,rather i had pain in my tummy but mom misunderstood me and since i couldnt tell her that,I simply kept on crying helplessly....The "Helpless Tears."

4)As the years progressed,I cried when i wanted chocolates,icecreams or just one more mango.Out came the "Greedy tears."

5)At times while playing I bruised my hand and although it didnt hurt as much(ssshhh!!),I cried because mom's sympathy always felt great...the "Sympathy Tears."

6)Since i was always among the toppers of the class(Allhamdolilah),at times when i dint score that well,tears automatically rolled out.The "Ambitious Tears."

7)Ok,enough about me.Have you seen those crocodile tears shed by the vamps of TV Soaps?Yeah these are the "K-Tears" dedicated to...well you know who ;).

8)The next category is termed the "Maachis Tears"(which fail to come out) in the memory of the song "Pani pani re...khaare paani re".

9)A foriegn particle comes flying from nowhere and sticks to your eye,immediately a drop of salty water comes out...the "Emotionless Tear."

10)You must have heard about tears of joy(like the ones those beautiful sleek ladies shed after winning the "Miss World" title),lets call them the "Blissful tears."

11)You look at a handicapped person or a small hungry child walking barefoot in scorching heat or even a dog being badly beaten up by the kids in the street and not just your eyes but your heart cries as well....The "Humble Heart Tears."

12)People are fond of crying in movies..may it be the death of the hero's friend trying to save him or the separation of two families (who earlier believed in "United we stand divided we fall")or the heroine being diagnosed with a fatal disease(though later it is proven that she is all right and the reports were manipulated by her evil uncle :p).Phew !! These are the "Dramatic Tears."

13)You cry when someone who you trusted more than yourself breaks your trust...the "Agonizing Tears."

14)When a bride cries on her wedding day,her heart has a mixture of feelings, she's sad to depart from her family,she's hopeful for her future life and she's scared in the heart of hearts because she has to prove herself as a wife,as a daughter in law,as a sister in law,as a mother and lots more.I donno what to call them but "Jumbled Tears."

15)Ever felt afraid ?Of the dark?Of tomorrow?Of the unknown and even the known?Even fear makes one cry..the "Frightful Tears."

16)Ok,there's one more category...the "OnionTears" which i need not explain.

I'm sure i haven't covered even 10% of the reasons.Your views,suggestions,experiences,comments are always welcome :)

Lets take your test !

2008-04-09T18:40:00.007+05:30

If You can inherently read and understand 'Webdings' then it's ok :p..

But if you can't and wanna make out what is written below,I have a task for you,copy the text below and paste it on a blank word document,select the text and the font to say "Arial" to reveal the text....All the best ;)

Congratulations !!! 10/10.You have passed the curiosity-test with flying colors.After all .....
Curiosity is one of the permanent and certain characteristics of a vigorous intellect. :D

Since you took so much pain,let me share with you something interesting i read about curiosity somewhere :

"Only barbarians are not curious about where they come from, how they came to be where they are, where they appear to be going, whether they wish to go there, and if so, why, and if not, why not." :-)

{And what else did u think I would write in code-language :p}

Nostalgia ! ! !

2008-04-08T23:01:00.004+05:30

I was born in the year 1986.Then came 1987,then 1988 and then 1989...I was admitted to school on my 3rd bday 23rd June 1989 :).After 15 years of school and almost 4 years of college life,one fine day..reality struck me...hey ! I'm there ! The year i always dreamt of "2008".The year I would be graduating,the time I would take my first real step in this unpredictable world,the transformation from a "gal" to a "lady".

I remember all those years I spent eagerly day-dreaming about 'growing up'.And now when I'm almost there,when my life is about to change,when I'm actually transforming,when I'm beginning to understand life,I wish...I realllllly wish...I could be that same little innocent girl once again !!!

Over the years,the people i've met,the situations i've been in,the relationships that i've lived,the bumpy roads that i've travelled,the variety of books that i've read,the tears that could never come out,the mysterious smiles,the expressive eyes,the silences which were often stronger than words have actually changed me completely as a person..The world is no longer a fairytale with rainbows,colorful flowers,beautiful dresses,a prince charming and happy-forevers.There is much more to it.The struggle against oneself,the grabbing of opportunities,the patience,the determination,to forgive and to forget,to smile even when in pain,to identify your well-wishers,to not carry the burdens of the past to the present,to respect God's decisions and keep the faith in Him and yourself alive...This and much more is all a part of growing up.

Gone are the days of ignorance...of bliss.I'm happy to move on..to enter a new phase of life but I'm sure at times I'll miss the Saniya that I once was.The one who lived in dreamland and who believed that every story has a happy ending :)

Battle of Honor. . . .

2008-03-08T21:20:00.004+05:30

"40% Discount on all dress-materials just for today...only for women.".....I read an ad in the newspaper early this morning when i was sipping my morning tea.Then came an SMS from a male friend,"Microsoft Recruitment Drive in Indore today,exclusively for girls."Incidentally i also happened to visit the library today and they were distributing roses to all the females present there.

March 8-International Women's Day.One day for women...only one day for half the population of the world !!! After years of claiming rights,justice,equality..what do we get?1 day out of 365 days...when our presence is celebrated????Is this what we are trying to achieve?NO!!!We want to be treated like normal human beings.We don't want this division of humanity on the basis of XX and XY.We do not demand special treatment when we accomplish a task(because certain people think that it was difficult for a female to do it.??!!??) and similarly we don't want to hear sarcastic comments from male chauvinists if we happen to crash a car accidentally("Ahh!Ofcourse it had to crash...look who's driving" kinda comments).Cmon..we all are humans...and to err is human.Nobody is perfect..then why are we expected to be equally good in everything that we do,whether it be cooking good food or passing a difficult examination with flying colors...both at the same time !!!

We may be physically weak but we are emotionally stronger.Our feet may be small but we are capable of taking big steps.Our eyes may moist easily but that doesn't blurr our vision.We can sense one's thoughts through his touch and we can read eyes without a doubt.We forgive and we forget.We sacrifice and we compromise.We serve the same God,we breathe in the same air,we drink the same water,we eat the same food....then why live a different life???Let's not divide ourselves,let's celebrate humanity,let's respect each other,let each day of the year be celebrated as "Men And Women's Day."

Cheers !!!

Zzzzz.......Do Not Disturb.....Sssshhhhh !!!

2008-02-08T21:37:00.000+05:30

It is extremely dark,I cant make out whether my eyes are open or closed...I decide to touch and find out...Ouuuchh!Ok I close them now....Though my eyes are closed now,I can c very tiny white particles floating in front of me...

An awkward silence...

Occasional sounds of barking of a stray dog[or perhaps my neighbour's pet dog which happens to be least civilised :X]...

Distant snoring.....mom??dad??aahh perhaps both of them!Or worse....is it me? :O ?Nooooo ! Cant be ! I'm not asleep yet,it cant be me !Phew!!...I say to myself feeling a little less embarrased.

Tick-tick of a wall-clock on the wall right behind my head...

Dip-tip of a tap in the kitchen....the sink?...or is it the wash basin?No,it must be the sink,I finally decide..

In some corner of the room,I can hear "churr-churr" of a polythene.........this rat will have to be taken care of tomorrow morning !

And then....zuuunzuunzuuuuuunzzzzzzzuuuuun.......Damn ! I forgot to plug-in "All-Out" today :(....I think before making sure that each cm of my body is inside the blanket.....safe from that tiny-merciless-annoying-creature who has the guts to puncture my skin and take a sample of blood without MY permission[Imagine!And I thought I wouldnt even let my doctor do that!!]....

Under the blanket I can hear the sound of my own breath,infact I can even feel each molecule of oxygen going in and carbon-di-oxide thrown out...in perfect synchronisation!

I'm too busy noticing this divine rhythm when something vibrates....on the bed......somewhere...Crap !Now,who in the world wants to have an sms-chat at 2 in the night ! I open one eye,cursing under my breath,gathering all strength to move my hand in search for a cell ......which is nowhere to be found now[perhaps I had only imagined the vibration??] & then it vibrates again....Damn it ! Where are you ! It takes me a complete 180 degree turn(during which i nearly fell off the bed)to find the cell near my feet[umm...actually i should say... where "my feet were" before the half revolution]....

I open the Keypad-lock.....2 new messages....hmmmm.....I click on "show"...My cell has decided to slow down again...**yaawwwnn**....The screen is stilll blank.....The folder is still opening....The one open eye has started paining now.I decide to close it as well for a minute and wait for the 'message' to appear on my screen.After the 1-min break,the mystery reveals....The 1st message is one of those stupid friendship messages...and the 2nd one is....."If u dnt fwd d last msg 2 atleast 10 ppl within 5 mins...u'll hv bad luck 4 d next 10 yrs."...Yeah indeed !Grrrrrrr.I feel like throwing away the cell right then,but I dont have enough energy to that.

Finally I hope for some proper sleep now...fearing that my mind may take over(like it usually does) and give me some brilliant(enticing actually) thoughts which it comes up with at the most odd hours.Like it would come to my mind just then that i have a "Dairy Milk" in my jacket's pocket....which i had completely forgotten about the entire day.Or it would come up with a word....whose synonym i just cant think of then.Or i would suddenly remember that i had to forward an e-mail which i didnt.Or i would come up with a very interesting caption to put up on orkut and feel like doing it right then.But Alas !You cant always do things the way you want and at the time you want ..I dont remember when i went off to sleep that night...In the morning I couldnt remember how much of it was my imagination and how much reality.....For some questions you never get an answer i guess !

.....And...what makes U feel alive ?

2008-02-03T14:53:00.000+05:30

Hmmm.........How sweeet is that :) ? How touching !!! Some things need not be "explained" so I'll keep this short...."You can live without something if you have someone to live for." :)

Mind your spellings please !

2008-02-03T12:06:00.000+05:30

In this SMS age....so often we come across words we have to read twice...even thrice to understand their meanings.....suddenly every1 is "SMS"ing.....messaging...Spelling mistakes are bound to happen...."Sweetheart" becomes "Sweatheart"...."Husband" becomes....."Hasbaind"......"Friendship" becomes......"Frandship"....."College" becomes..."Collage"...and well the list goes on..

If you are writing "Hindi" in "English"....then the situation gets even worse !My "kyun" is people's "kuin".....my "hota hai" is people's "hota hay"....my "bohat" is people's "buhat"....my "mere" is people's "meray".....I got a similar sms from a friend which actually made me laugh out loud !

Hmmm.....so the story goes like...Me and a friend of mine live nearby...and we go to the same coaching...so we go together......sometimes we take my scooty...and sometimes hers.Now yesterday I got an SmS from her which read like.....

"Saniya yar teri gadhi se chalen coaching?Aaj papa ko kaam hai wo meri gadhi le jaarahe hain."

Hahahaha....ofcourse what she meant was a "gaadi" and not a "gadhi" but i couldnt help laughing imagining me and her...riding a "gadhi" to the coaching :D

The Window Seat !!!

2008-01-31T13:13:00.001+05:30

I have always lovvvvvvved travelling.During my 21 revolutions around the sun,I have been to a lot of places in India...either by car or mostly by train.The journey is more important than the destination they say.As a kid,I was always fascinated by trains.Standing on the platform...looking at the train approaching us...always excited me.As it came to a screeeeeeeching halt...I always wanted to be the first one boarding it :D.There was always a fight as to who will get to sit at the window seat??!!??Infact,even when we dint have both the lower berths,I don't remember a time we allowed any fellow passengers to claim either of the two windows.We always ruled over the compartment,infact when the passenger on the side lower berth got up for....ummm...any "necessary" activities...we grabbed the 'opportunity' with both the hands and took the pleasure of enjoying the view from the side-window as well ;).Ahh ! The window seat---the ultimate place to be !

Now that I'm grown up...finallly[I've been claiming this for the past 6-7 yrs now :X],it actually makes me feel how stupid I was.A few months back while goin to Mumbai along with my father[Only me and dad....so no question of competition......yesssssss!!!].I was at the window for almost 16 hrs and then it struck me.....what a difficult & irritating thing it can be to sit there !If you've travelled by 'sleeper' class,you'd know what I mean.

Let me tell you some of the de-merits of sitting at the window seat in a train :-

1 . To begin with,however hard you may try,if you sit at the window,your hair are gonna be a real mess.You wont be able to move the comb in your hair from the roots to the tip without encountering a single knot.You'll have to use atleast 1 kg of oil in your hair to get them back to normal.

2 . Within one hour,you'd have developed atleast 1 cm thick layer of dust on your face which will do "wonders" for your skin.

3 . If it is the winter season...the cold breeze will freeze you...if it is summer...you'll be burnt by the harsh sunlight...if it is the rainy season....I dont know about you..but I personally hate those tiny droplets that surprise you from every un-expected direction.

4 . Around the station area(specially in the mornings),you'll see such horrifyingly surprising and unpleasurable scenes....urrrrgh.....I should leave this here....[the board would have censored it anyway ;).]

5 . Sometimes,it so happens that the train passes through a narrow space with trees and wild bushes on both the sides....Trust me it happened with me once...I was at the window ...unaware...happily talking to my mother...when suddenly a bush rubbed through my hand......:O......It scared the hell outtta me !!!

6 . You're sitting at the window comfortably,enjoying the view outside...the silent tall trees standing in a row....the white cotton-like clouds floating above...the road running parallel to the railway track...the grapevines...the sugarcane fields...the quiet desert....the massive river under the bridge....and suddenly................a person sitting in front throws away a banana peel or a wrapper or worse...some water outta the window.....and it goes flying by....5 cms away from your nose......Yuck!Doesnt it spoil ur mood then???

7 . You just cant afford to eat anything sitting at the window when the train is on a platform.The food vendors and specially the beggars of all kinds,shapes and sizes wont let you do that.

8 . While travelling I'm always given a list of instructions by mom...moreso when I'm sitting at the window.Take care of your handbag,earrings,chain,mobile,watch.......and yourself !It's easy to snatch things and run away from a person sitting at the window.

Even after all these.......I still havent given up my excitement for the window-seat. Some things are worth the pain ! Isn't it?

Once upon a Time.......

2008-01-30T18:08:00.000+05:30

Yesterday was .... ummm...a 'special' day or atleast one of those rare days when I do(or rather when I'm 'forced' to do)something "constructive".Since there was no current at home,i couldnt watch tv or use the internet;there wasnt any un-read novel at home;it was v cold outside so i cudnt hv even gone somewhere!I finally decided to follow my mom's advice and clean my cupboard !While i was busy throwing away useless things like bits of papers,old receipts from the tailor's shop,earrings that had lost their pairs :((,broken bracelets :(,tiny plastic bags,some used re-fills..etc...I found something I had completely forgotten about........

I decided that the second shelf could wait till I re-explored my very own "Dear Diary".Old memories sure bring back some heart-felt smiles!When you enter your teens you suddenly feel very grown up & mature.Words like 'freedom','privacy','justice','ambitions','responsibility','LIFE'....suddenly start making sense!You suddenly feel that you need some 'personal space'...it is so important for your 'growth' as an individual!!!(A 13yr old wants to have an identity for herself ;) Ohhhh!I wish such innocence could come back !Hmmph!)It was during those days that i had started to write a diary.Not many people know about it,not even my sisters,infact noone except ME...I couldnt maintain it for long though as I was always scared....what if I suddenly die one day....and then they explore my cupboard....and find my precious diary.... my treasure of secrets would be gone then :(([A thinker that i was....and i am!].Ummm...not secrets really.....my dreams actually...which i was(and i am till today)scared of sharing with anybody.....though i still dont know why !
So..coming back to the point,I saw some of my own composed poems written there.Many of them actually made me laugh.They were so sweet and enriched with innocence !The topics i had chosen,the terrible effort to make words rhyme however senseless they sounded,the stylish signatures along with the date at the bottom(copyrighted u c :D),the colored pens....those small hearts and flowers used to decorate the pages.Was it Me?Really Me????It was soo much fun to be a kid & think of yourself as an adult.I felt so proud to show my mom my "successful" attempts at poetry :D and she was so considerate to shower praises on her little poetess.Those were the days!!!The Golden days....of ignorance....of bliss!

Let me share with you one of those poems which i particularly noticed....

"In the Midst of Darkness"
**Oh boy ! What a thoughtful title!**

It was a night with a difference...
I saw a display of flourescence...[Talk abt effect of paying too much attention in the science class :O]

A glowing tail in the sky.....
Which Seemed to me not very high....[One of those 'rhyming' attempts]

A sparkle & a bright white light....
Made me open both my eyes wide....

A vivid display straight from the heaven....
I enjoyed it like the fielding of Michael Bevan....[:O A pathetic comparison by a young cricket fan;)]

Then I remembered something here....
I had heard stories from here and there....

May be it was someone's soul....
Which had completed its life-role....[Fairy tales sure give wings to children's imagination :D]

I closed my eyes and offered a prayer.....
It's a sight uncommon and pretty rare.....[Ahem!]

But,these are all made-up tales....
Mugged and told by these old-females....[Ahh!You can't fool smart kids that easily ladies :D ]

I gave it a second thought....
As I'm not like the old lot....[Ofcourse I'm a responsible,sensible,rational science student of ..ummm...7th std ;)]

It all happened in seconds very few....
As the seed of reality in my mind grew....[Bingo!!!*The Bulb is glowing....finally*]

I sat in the garden on the clean green grass....
I now remembered our Geography class....[Hmmmmmmmm...]

It was indeed a shooting star....
In the sky it was like in the garden a flower....

It wasnt any stupid imagination....
Only a display of God's beautiful creation.....[Awww!!]

Life And Universe both are mysteries......
They're not as boring as the classes of history [:D Happppppy Ending]

P.S. : For more of these funny poems...contact the author asap....stock limited.......oops..... unlimited :D

Are You a Hmmmmmmmmer tooo :p ?

2008-01-27T12:27:00.001+05:30

I wonder from which language does the word "hmmm" come from!Is there a dictionary meaning of this word?I suppose no,since it is such a multi-purpose word.I've noticed something that no matter which country you belong to and what language you speak,everyone seems to understand it.Mind you,it is very addictive!Every one out of four people i meet on Orkut is addicted to it.And why not!It can be the answer to anything and everything!When you are short of words you can use "hmm".When you have a lot to say but "cannot" then also "hmm" comes to your rescue!I always relate hmm with mystery!It can mean soooo much.It fills up gaps and breaks silences.When somone is deeply engrossed in narrating to you the tale of his life,and you want to assure him that you're listening and that you understand...it's always best to use hmmmm.One angry look and a stressful hmmm is enough to shake a child and stop him from picking up too many biscuits from the plate at a relative's place :D.One naughty smile and a sweeeeeeeeet hmmm can make your partner giggle with joy ;).One "innocent-puppy-dog" look in the eyes and a pleaaaaaaading hmmmmm can make your father buy you an expensive watch which you were denied earlier :D ;)
Seeeee,"hmmm" is such a life-saving equipment !It just depends on how you use it.

hmm (a reluctant "yes").
Hmmmm (A simple "yes").
Hmmmmmmmmmm............("I'm thinking" Note the effect of the multiple "m"s and dots :D).
hmmmm(**yawn**).
Hmmm?("What?").
Hmmmm???????????("Excuse me!Come again").
Hmmmm!!!!!!("Ohhhhhhhhhhhho!Ahem Ahem").
Hmm??!!&*$#@@??!!("Huh?").
UmmHmmm(As in "offffo").
hmm hmmmm hmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmmmm hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm("Ok!Ok!Stop!Enough!").

Smileys added along with hmm can also convey various meanings .....

Hmmm :) Hmmm :( ["awwww!tch tch"] Hmmm :D Hmmm :p Hmmm ;)

If there was a favorite word competition,I would surely give my votes to "hmm".How about you?Hmmmm :p ??

Some Pics From Our Garden ...

2008-01-24T21:05:00.000+05:30

Speechless !!!

2008-01-22T20:38:00.001+05:30

There are times when you just cant stop smiling and there are times when you just cant stop those tiny warm droplets from wetting your cheeks ! There are moments you enjoy and then forget forever similarly there are instances when you feel bad and then forget that incident forever.There are people you meet for a reason and for a season,they make you laugh,they make you smile,they make you frown.

Life in nothing but a collection of these moments.It is nothing but accumulation of these very memories.One of my favorite quotes goes like this.."Life isnt about the number of breaths you take but it is about the number of moments that take your breath away."In this respect i suppose "Smiles And Tears" would make the best couple.They meet rarely,but when they meet it becomes the most gorgeous moment of all !!!And these are the moments which you remember forever....these are the moments whose fragrance makes your life beautiful,add a zesty flavor to it.These are the moments that enlighten your life even in the darkest of phases !!

A promise....

2008-01-22T19:48:00.000+05:30

I found this image somewhere and liked it soo much(look at those beautiful lines written and im sure you'll agree) dat i thought it would be unfair to not share it with you ! Though i wonder being so stupidly emotional and sensitive is one's strength or weakness?

How would the world be without promises,without hopes,without care,without concern,without love,without sympathy,without empathy,without blessings,without forgiveness,without kindness and also without hatred,without ignorance,without curses,without jealousy,without evil,without selfishness,without liars,without insensitivity !!!

Why does every coin i come across has two sides--a good and a bad one...and they are so perfectly balanced that it becomes extremely difficult for me to decide and it leaves me all the more confused in the end.Do truth and goodness always triumph?Can it be true that "Bad is the new Good" is only a myth and not a reality of the 21st century ???

What matters ? ? ?

2008-01-20T15:54:00.000+05:30

"Inside myself is a place where I live all
alone.....unable to smile,unable to cry"

Too often we fail to understand or perhaps tend to underestimate the power of smallest of gestures.A touch,a smile,an honest compliment,a kind word,a listening ear,a simple message to let someone know that you care,remembering to wish someone at 12 midnight on his b'day or a simple sms to wish someone good luck for an exam and many more of such things might take only a minute from your life....but for someone else it might mean a lot of smiles for a long time.

Dropping by to ask your friend's grandma's health,giving your five year old cousin a colorful hand-made card,complementing him for a small drawing of the first mango he made and got a "good" from his teacher,presenting your mom a bouquet of flowers for no reason at all(even if they are a bunch of bougainvillea you picked from a nearby garden :D),giving a surprise gift to a dear friend or just cleaning your dad's car for him once in a while,will make these people very special and the look on their faces will make even You feel special !

In each one of us resides a kid,a little princess who wants to be spoilt,taken care of,being treated specially.All of us want to be "someone special" for our "someone specials".We want to be able to show our fondest dreams,our secret wishes to someone,to be able to murmur quietly in someone's ear and share a giggle,we want to be able to act stupid with someone,to have the freedom to just be ourselves,to be assured that we are understood and respected moreso and not misunderstood rather.

At times we even want to cry with someone....to have one and lend one shoulder to cry on,to be considered worthy enough to share someone's pain,to remember and be remembered in not just joys but more importantly(because it is all the more difficult) in sorrows.We want our slience ..more than words to be understood.We want to feel,see and show warmth through eyes,words and our touch.We can afford to live without something if we have somone to live for.All this requires a lot of courage and a lot of trust.Our little acts of care can give someone a reason to live,a reason to smile,a reason to hope,a reason to believe that life is worthwhile.A promise to a lonely & tired soul...that you'd be there for him no matter what,can give him enough courage to fight against all odds.But remember....make only those promises which you can keep,say only those words which you actually mean.Giving and then taking away hope from someone is a damage beyond repair !!!

Let me share with you an SMS that i got today morning which actually made me think about these small things.......

"Sometimes,smallest of things go straight 2 d heart ...

* A smile from a stranger when you are lost in a crowd.

* An old friend calling from a distant land just to say "I miss U".

* The touch of a mother's hand on your brow when you are unable to sleep.

* A message from a friend asking whats wrong when you thought no1 cud notice.

* A hand on your shoulder when it feels like d world is against you.

* An unexpected hug from a dearest friend when you are feeling low.

* The presence of someone who has the power to make you laugh when you dont even feel like smiling.

Sometimes it's d tiniest of things which make difficult times easy."

The Walls Talk !!!!

2008-01-19T21:05:00.000+05:30

You dont always need "words" to be able to communicate,silence can speak more strongly,loudly and clearly than the spoken word.It can create storms and also can calm them down.It is consent.....and it is denial.At times it takes courage to be silent and sometimes it is an act of cowardice to remain quiet.Silence is "comfortable" between two people who understand each other well and equally "uncomfortable" when misunderstandings exist.Absence of the right words at the appropriate time is silence too.Just as leaving things unsaid when in rage at a tempting moment is important.....so is saying a caring word at the deserving moment is significant too.At times you regret speech....similarly there are times when you regret silence.The real tragedy is when silence is misunderstood....but then...words can never do things which certain silences can !!!

The Silence in my words....The unasked,the unheard,the un-realised questions...Force me to move towards a strange direction....At its own pace,in its own style,on its own path...Life moves ! What is to gain and what is to lose? Deprived of feelings,I feel numb.Perhaps at times u gotta behave dumb?U'll feel better only if you try....dont just sit,frown and cry.On a lonely road when you take a walk,thank God that atleast the walls talk !!!

You & Time !!!

2008-01-15T20:48:00.000+05:30

Time ! The corrector when our judgments err !

Time ! The healer when ever reasons fail !

Time ! The longest distance between two places !

Time ! The cradle of hope !

Time ! The cruelest teacher !(1st she takes d test n then teaches the lesson :X)

Time ! The dressmaker specialising in alterations !

Time ! The only thief we cant get justice against !

Time ! The physician which heals every grief !

Time ! The justice that examines all offenders !

"Time" is truely a winner at multi-tasking.It plays all the roles assigned to it with so much ease,expertise and efficiency.It may be free but it is priceless!It flies like a bird amd it crawls like a snail.The duration of a minute is sooo relative.How long a minute is depends on which side of the bathroom you're on :D or perhaps which side of the table you're on in an interview.
The same time makes one person a winner but the other one a loser too.Times gives hope...but it kills hope too.Time gives strength....but it instills fear too.Time gives twinkles to a few and wrinkles to others.Times makes some and breaks some.Time discovers the truth...reveals the unseen.It is just that most of us arent brave enough to face and accept the reality.Time is the only coin of life.It introduces us to the practicalities of life.It may be very cliche but it is equally true that "Time waits for none".Flow with the flow,move on,dont wait,dont stop,keep up wid the pace.You have not one but many roles to play simultaneously.

A friend......a foe . A writer......a reader. A speaker......a listener. A leader........a follower. A successor.......a predecessor. An owner.......a buyer. A winner......a loser. A somone to someone,an anyone to anyone. He is none other than YOU.All at the same time..So,play the roles of the villian and the hero with equal enthusiasm.Let God do justice,He's there to do just that.Dont do anything that hurts someone but most importantly dont hurt yourself!!!It is ok to be selfish at times."Survival of the fittest"(and smartest)applies even today!!!

Just a thought...

2008-01-14T18:49:00.000+05:30

Laughter and Tears.

Thrills and Spills.

Rain and Sunshine.

Liberty and Constraints.

Good and Bad.

Happy and Sad.

Don't these words sum up life?They say every dog has his day.Each one of us gets his share of smiles,sooner or later.It is just that we do not acknowledge this fact.We only complain about our sorrows,simply weep over our pains and forget to thank God for the numerous times he does small and big things for us EACH day.So,when God gives you a reason to be happy,welcome life with wide open arms.Don't spoil the moment thinking about the sad times,the other not-so-right things in your life and about what could-have-happend.Perhaps when God takes away good things from us,He merely empties our hands to receive something even better.Never doubt His intentions.

After all.....If it were not for tears,how would we realise the importance of smiles;if it were not for an empty stomach how would we truely savour a lavish feast;if it were not for pains how would we know the value of a caring touch.
So,don't think too much,live life and relish its inventive twists ....before it MOVES ON.

Orkut Loyalist !!!

2008-01-14T18:20:00.001+05:30

"Oops!You caught us in the middle of a construction.","No Donut for you.","Under maintenance","Cannot find server".I know you know what am i talking about.Aren't these one of the most annoying lines you get to read while browsing on the net.And what perfect timing!They would flash on your screen specially when your friend tells you that she has recently uploaded some great pics(which you were looking forward to see since 10 days)in her orkut album or when you HAVE to delete a scrap from your scrapbook which you cannot afford everyone to see :D or when perhaps you were in the middle of a fierce fight(which you want to end so badly right then)with your best friend.These servers would go down specially on your birthday or your dearest friend's birthday or any other damn day when you want to be there in that virtual world at ANY COST.If you are on of those Orkut-addicts like me,you would know how it feels :(

Irritating?Pestering?Frustrating?TORTURING !!!! and most annoyingly importantly you would feel helpless!!After all it's human tendency to crave for something he is denied access to !!Though,there are things which he knows he cannot change or do anything about,yet he gets upset,irritated,angry and rather impatient to tame the "un-tamable",to reach the "unreachable",to be able to do the "forbidden".

I wish God gives each one of us enough patience to deal with all the "No donut for you" situations in life!!

My Dilemma ...

2008-01-13T13:52:00.001+05:30

"LOVE"...this four letter has always stunned us all. What exactly is love ?? When can you say that you really are in love? Why is a certain person so special? These are some of the most frequently asked questions…whose perfect answers are still to be discovered…. Everyone has different views about this very special feeling…but all agree that life is beautiful when one is in love, It’s a thought that you think and want to keep thinking forever.
Let me tell you today what I think "love" is all about! You may completely disagree with me because I don’t know what are your priorities in life & what kind of a person you are and what you expect “THE ONE” in your life to be and I have no rights or intentions to interfere in or comment on your personal life! So shall I start??????? Ok here it comes.............
Love is when your happiness is not pleasing until you share it with the person & your sorrows don’t lessen until that person pacifies you( I know I know you have heard that atleast a 100 times....but its very true buddy...just think about it once more)! It is, when you two sit together for hours without saying a word & feeling sure that it was the best time of your lifetime! It is, when you see in your beloved’s eyes & don’t just read "kiss me"… but such care and affection that gives you such a tender feeling that you can wait your entire life for that one look!
It is when you start missing the person just one second after he’s gone, when you fear losing him because you CANNOT IMAGINE your life without him, when you are ready to change and pain yourself for a simple smile on his face! It is, when you laugh when he laughs and cry when he cries (and that’s not a typical Hindi film dialogue, people tell me that it’s a fact and there’s nothing more gratifying than that), when your heart beats increase on hearing his voice(no hindi dialogue again)... when, even his one look changes the world for you! It is when you care and want to share!
When you remember and care about those small things he does like annoying you on little things(only to be able to say sorry to you with that “puppy-dog-innocent-look” in his eyes and see you showing some attitude because remember girls guys like to chase!! *winks*) .The way he remembers each and every word you say to him(and vice-versa) & feeling sure that he really cares and you matter the most in his life!
It is when he looks cute and sweet for the most stupid things he does.....the way he surprises you and makes you laugh(often at times when u even don’t feel like smiling) and the way he treats you simply like a princess for whatever you are(don’t forget to “reward” him for this.....and hey you reader stop reading between the lines :p )!! The way you can feel the concern for him, the warmth that he brings along with his presence, the way you hear his heart beats even when he is very far away, the way you feel his soft touch without him actually even coming near you, and the smiles that he spreads across your face…even when he is miles away!! When everyone around you feels a sudden change….. a spontaneous glitter on your face,a twinkle in your eye…when you are talking to him or when he’s around!! The way he tells you every day how important you are in his life and how much your smiles and your happiness mean to him(again...dont forget to “respond” because it’s mostly a give and take process)!!
The way you miss him in every happiness of your life!! The way everything gets more beautiful after the settlement of a fierce fight!! The way you understand him or even just try to understand him. …When he says that he feels like changing the world when he sees tears in your eyes… when he wakes you up at 3 in the night just to say that you are an integral part of his life and he can’t imagine his life without you… you feeling sure that each and every word he tells you is true and straight from his heart… because in the heart of hearts you have the same feelings inside you…When you can feel a special warmth for you in his eyes, in his voice, infact in everything he does…When his fondest dream is in your eyes too…when u feel that he’s the reason for your existence in the world…… so basically the list goes on ……………
It’s rightly said that it’s better to have loved and lost then to have never loved at all…. I m sure it’s a wonderful feeling…though I have never been in love really…. because I m very confused about this very special characteristic of human beings…or may be I don’t know whether I really am in love…or would I ever be…but if it’s such a wonderful feeling as people say it is…I would definitely love to be in love!!!!!!