Monday, November 29, 2010

Didi's little ones'

They smile and they tease. The don't listen and suddenly they do.
Is it any wonder that every morning they receive you with a hug and a smile. The warmest of Smiles.
If you miss out on a day, they'll pester you the day after for a reason why.
Everyday before leaving they'll confirm if their "didi" is gonna come tomorrow too.
Living in their uncertain lives, this is probably the only stable factor which they want to protect with their entire will.
They might throw tantrums and run around the entire place, make you wanna scream at them, but the minute they see that you're upset..they'll settle down as if someone cast a magic spell on them.
Its the hardest to say goodbye to them and when you do, your heart breaks. I'm not quite the weepy kind. And when i cry, i cry because of frustration or anger, hardly because of sadness! But when they hugged me goodbye, there was no containing my tears. I pray for them, for their happiness and for their future. Because i know, for a fact, that they want it bright and they want it like noone's ever wanted it. So join me God, in making it happen for them. Making their lives simpler and happier for years to come.

Friday, November 26, 2010

Yes-ing the No-s !

Yes I am loud.
No I don't really care what your uptight ass thinks of me.
No I do not comb my hair. (and i shall not let YOU comb my hair either)
Yes i wear different earrings everyday of my life for absolutely no reason.(stop asking me why)
Yes I absolutely LOVE Bollywood Music. (You're not Indian if you don't :P)
Yes I hate it that Pune has no club that plays it.
Yes I can ride a bike.
Yes I hate it when people doubt that just because I'm a girl.
No I'm not big fan of the new Millenium.
Yes I wish i was this age in the 70s.
Yes I am retarded.
No I don't think it can be cured (courtesy: Adamya Dua)
No I do not understand Trance or Psy or whatever its all called.
No I'm NOT a Feminist. (Its an over rated expression)
Yes I am an Equalist.
Yes I now understand Politics.
No I don't think our Government Sucks. (trust me, it could be worse)
No I also don't think India is the largest Democracy in the true sense.
No India is not a Hindu Nation. It is a SECULAR F*&$%*# Nation.
Yes I am very passionate about Theater and Upstage.
Yes I do plan to continue Theater someday:) .
Yes the thought of food makes me Smile.
No I don't agree to the statement "God lives in each one of us"
Yes I've met enough Ungodly people in my life.
Yes I still have faith in Humanity.
Yes I have to stop and play with a Dog if i cross him/her.
No I cannot let it pass.
Yes I fear God.
No I don't think of him as a supreme being.
Yes I think of him as my best friend who will beat the shit out of me for doing something wrong.
Yes I find almost everyone pretty.
Yes I love travelling. (who doesn't)
Yes I wish i could study History for a little longer.
Yes I had a dream, of being an archaeologist.
No my passion for Russia or Egypt has not died.
Yes I can Dance all night.
No I don't know how to dance.
Yes I wish i could sing.
Yes I miss Bruno very much and cry for him all the time.
Yes I am very scared of Death.
No I don't try and put up a brave face.
Yes I am terrified of losing my friends.
No I don't hurt people intentionally.
Yes I have to go do something about it if someone I know is hurt or troubled.
No he/she does not have to be a friend.
Yes I think people who cannot respect others are Jerks.
Yes I think the teaching teaches me more than what it teaches my students.
Yes I miss my two best friends in Delhi very much.
No I don't think I'll ever forget them.
Yes I love football.
Yea I know what offside is. (Another guy in an attempt to be cool asks me that and trust me my foot will be in his freakin' ass)
No I cant play football to save my life.
Yes I am very clumsy and accident prone.
Yes I believe in Silluvious.
Yes he saves me everytime.
Yes I miss way too many people.
No I'm not ashamed of it.
Yes I LOVE my parents.
Yes I LOVE my sister.
Yes I LOVE my entire extended family and we are the best together.
Yes I like having a good time.
No I don't believe you when you say "I don't know what happened, I was too drunk"
Yes I think "eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee" is the most profound thought.
Yes I do begin many of my sentences with "dekho..."
Yes I call Ice cream "I Ceeem" and Kichad "Chikad" etc.
Yes I get very amused when people get embarrassed.
No I don't usually get embarrassed.
Yes I do get shy.
No I cannot take compliments.
Yes I know I usually don't give compliments either.
Yes I do judge people.
Yes I am usually wrong.
Yes I am brilliant with Directions.
No I cannot give directions on the phone.
Yes I love talking.
Yes I am an impatient listener.
Yes I'm always early.
No I don't like people being late.
No I don't make people uncomfortable around me.
Yes I am called "puffy" "puff" "dot"...
No I donot use a surname.
No It's NOT a big deal.
Yes I do end up liking almost ALL movies I see.
Yes I think India has way too many languages.
No I don't like the way Marathi sounds.
Yes it sounds abusive (no offence)
Yes I know what I'm doing.
Yes I know how to kick ass at Living.
No I don't always like being around people.
Yes I have hope.
Yes I love the Indian Army and I salute them every single day.
NO I WILL NOT EXCUSE YOU if you don't show some respect during the national anthem.
Yes singing it makes me extremely proud.
Yes i tear up at times during it.
Yes I have loved.
No I don't regret it.
Yes I love McLeodganj and Goa.
No I donot like Baga. (I would go to a club if i wanted to see dolled up girlies)
Yes I laugh very loudly.
Yes I get very random at times.
Yes I could go on.
No I wont.
(:

Monday, November 22, 2010

Love Me Do.

Lennon
McCartney
Harrison
Starr
Who ever thought that a decade of Music by these four would bring a spark in the eyes of MANY even 4 decades later.
It was an Era, the BeatleMania caught up and stuck around for years.
They were one of the few most defining artist of the FlowerPower Era. Together their music created a movement, a revolution of the calmer more sublime sort. Something everyone from the "Age" remembers and dearly misses.
The 70s weren't only about free sex and drugs (even though it made up a colossal part of it ) They were about Free expression, of thought, of music, of art.
So is it a wonder that so many Music legends were born. Who threw open the limitless possibilities for generations to follow.
They remain with us, Always.
Their music, those very words, the feeling. They created Memories and Moments, not just music. Moments which people like you and me can associate to even though we weren't even thought of then.
(:

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Change

Have you ever had that one single most defining moment in your life, from where you knew that you wouldn't be the person you were before.
That one moment where everything changed and even if "everything" didn't change, at least something did...something important and essential which made you look at life with a different perspective.
I had mine, few years ago. You might think i'v always been this absolutely retarded person. But trust me, its by choice :)
I mean i wasn't too sane ever but the extended streak of madness happened quite recently. That's the reason why i let things not bother me. I mean sure i have a heart, and it pains at times(quite a few times) but i try to let it all go. Just let it be. And kick start from the better part of life, the part which was simpler, happier and crazier.
We all have our moment. If you havent had yours, you will. It's usually not pleasant, but the consequences are. Its a way of your soul telling you "listen you dumb idiot, its time you realise what you're all about" :)

Monday, November 15, 2010

Mind It.

We've gone through the classes, done much more. An MBA should mean something rite? If nothing else then atleast it should be proof that i can read and write, know my grammar and form sentences. What happens when those very basics are questioned? When someone asks you why "monkey" is pronounced the way it is and not the same was as "donkey" or vice verse? and when all your education seems to crumble and you reply "thats just how it is!"
I think it all makes sense, no wonder the British are so crooked, they dont even speak what they write, forget writing what they mean. English language can complicate and there is no easy way of knowing it. The best way to teach it is to do so through Devanagari script. PHONETICS! Our way out.
A- ए, B-ब, C-क, D-ड..thats the way to go. Each english alphabet corresponding to a hindi one.
The Devanagari is the most logical script, you write what you speak...right down to the last maatra. Unlike English with its "silent" words and confusing varying spellings. So go ahead..learn English the Hindi way :)

Saturday, November 13, 2010

The Delhiites, Mumbaikars and Puneites

We all belong to a particular place, a place we love and protect with animalistic instincts. So when recently (it happens a lot) someone began the "Delhi sux" debate with me once again...i jumped open clawed at the soul, defending my love.my city.

There are always 2 kinds of people anywhere you go (you could categorise them in many more splits..i prefer 2) ,the ones like you and the ones not like you.
Its which ones you meet more often that determines your love/hate for the city.
We complain about the traffic, the city, the weather...when all we are actually complaining about are the people.
Delhi wouldn't be Delhi without its loud over dressed Delhiites. And no matter how much i hate them, i still would find the city incomplete without them. Or the kurta & jeans wearing DU students swarming CP and the cultural hot spots. Each one of them defines the Delhi we know today. From the LOUD Punjabi Baug and Rajouri Garden to the chic Greater Kailash, to the Non chalant North Campus. All of them make Delhi the city it is today. The Melting Pot of India. The capital city.

Same goes for the Mumbaikars and their mixed language which is quite a curry of Hindi Marathi Gujrati and i don't know what not. Remove the "always-in-a-hurry" mumbaikar from Mumbai and it pretty much loses its charm or the lack of it. Or the smell of fish and salt the minute you land in the city. Its these small things, the funny names (come on...Chinchpokli?!),the tormenting Locals and the surprisingly disciplined bus and taxi lines,that's one thing Mumbaikars do best..Stand in a queue...THIS is Mumbai for me. Not the Gateway of India or the Marine Drive.

Coming to Pune, well my definition of it is " Its a small city, aiming to be huge...pretty much caught in the middle. The same goes for the people. The whole IDEA to be "known" is so high in this city..its almost scary. Its as if from the time one reaches standard 9, there's this urge to be seen in the right places, with the right people doing the right thing (which mind you, isn't really right). The pressure might be because here EVERYONE KNOWS EVERYONE" Oh and not to forget...the constant need to ape everything "in" in Mumbai. Its the whole elder brother phenomenon.

Its a debate that might go on for centuries, and something most of us "outsiders" will face everyday. *sigh*

PS: I love you Delhi :P

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Never too late

Is it important to be someone you're not. To put up this face, this facade of being "cool" ?
I mean how many times have you stepped back and taken a look at what you've become. Don't judge me, i'm not too much of a preacher with enough wrongs in my kitty..but come on, isn't it time to just close your eyes and see yourself...see who you've become. 1 in 10 chances are that you'll stand up and smile and walk off content, but the 9 other times, there will be something...something small that'll bother you. Maybe not life changing devastating, but something. That'll make you think WHY. Why did it have to be the way it did. Those are the Why's we need to answer before they become etched in rocks we never knew existed.
10 maybe 15 years down the line, if i were to ask you..."so regret anything about your life"...please let the answer be NO and if you think it'll be otherwise, then now's your chance...to change it. To make sure that its NO.