Come with me

For most of us,our parents(esp.fathers) have this fixed notion of getting their children married in the same community/caste.Maybe because they think that if the culture is the same alot of things like upbringing,habits,manneri sms will be common and hence comfortable for all.Language problem is not really a problem.Different relegious ceremonies- sounds like fun...
Cant think of any other reason though.Is it just the generation gap...what is it...
Whatever it may be ,I completely disagree with it...
As long as you are comfortable with the person you have decided to be with,his caste,relegion,background ,race, are all such trifle issues that can easily be adjusted and dealt with.

[i]To be continued...[/i]

Never wanted to start writing a blog because I always was against making my thoughts public...but I guess the more I write and share,the more I am enjoying it...I realize nothing really is personal-there is nothing to hide ...
its all common...we all have either felt in a similar way...or we will somtime or the other...anyway,before I degress more from what I want to share-here's something I wrote for myself and thought of putting it here...

[i]Koyee bhee nahee hai
Koyee dastak nahee,koyee awaaz nahee
sab apnee-apnee aur main apnee zindagi mein
na jaane kitne vyast,na jaane kitne khaali,kitne akele.
shor hota to ehsaas bhee hota kee jeewan hai
Koyee roye to mujhe maluum ho
dard kee gehraayi apne se hatkar.
Pyar keeya tha bahut,sapne bhee dekhe the
aur mann ke kisee kone mein
ve simte sisakte hain.
fir lagta hai kee acha hee hua kee kuch bhee nahee mila
kam se kam aaina to dekha,
na jaane kitne arse ke baad.
toote huye kaanch se koyee awaaz nahee aatti
par uski chubhan khoon maangti hai...[/i]

There are some songs that remind me of a particular person or a certain happening,time or occasion,happened with me in the past.Each time I hear that particular song the face,or scene or the pariticular feeling i had that time ,scintillates.

1. When I was 10,me, Puja,Nani and Massi went to Nainital.That time the song [i][b]'Hawa Hawa' [/b][/i]was a hit and it would be heard on every street we would go to,in the mall,the stores...So whenever I hear 'Hawa Hawa' I actually can see those streets in Nainital,walking with people I was with.
2.On our trek to Gangotri,15 of us in the train-and there was a cute guy sitting near our berth and he was wearing a hat.So while playing Antakshri,after every song all the 6 girls would sing [i][b]'tirchi topi waale'[/b][/i]....(btw he did smile after controlling it for a while).So everytime I hear 'tirchi topi waale',it reminds me of that moment and brings a smile even on MY face- its been 8yrs...but I still remember that guys face clearly!
3.[i][b]'Main kuddi Anjaani hun-Aaahaa'[/b][/i]-me and Leena,climbing up the mountains in Binsar...we repeatedly sang this song in that trip and it just flashes back my memories of that trip.
4.[i][b]'Bansuri Song'[/b][/i]-we were introduced to this song by our friend Nihir...and in all our parties in Akron,we have danced on this number.There is no way I dance on this song and dont relive the moments spent with him...

...and there are alot more.
A song-just making you think back and relive past moments...[b]Music definitely does wonders[/b]!!

I get the most unsual and weirdest of all dreams possible.
I remember in Hindu college,when me and my friend Anu would reach college everyday at 8 am not to attend any class ofcourse,the first thing she would ask ‘chal kal ka sapna suna…’-just to have a good laugh…
and strangely,I remember them all the next morning…scene by scene…
Usually I can relate my dream to atleast close to a fraction of a thing that has happened with me during the day…but sometimes not!

This one was dreadful:
While watching ‘Butterfly effect’ I slept off.It’s a movie about this guy who has the power of going back in time and undoing things.And everytime he comes back,his nose bleeds.So that’s where I saw blood in that whole day .And I dreamt that a lady was sitting in a pool of blood of her new born child,howling,and her husband was standing in front of her with a big knife full of blood,and he had taken out all the parts of their childs body.I woke up to see the time-it was 3 a.m.I was shit scared…I swear I have never ever experienced fear,like I did that time…
But there is no way one can control his dreams. I guess I know for sure the next book I am reading is ‘Interpretation of Dreams-by Freud’.

We were sitting outside a friends house last night and singing all the old hindi advertisements.That reminded me of the good old serials I used to watch so ardently.
Watching on our B/W TV- Wed and Fridays 8 p.m. chitrahaar !

That typical doordarshan music just before the news, and the transmission problems with the ‘Rukawat ke leeye khed hai’ board.

[b][i]Vikram aur Betaal, Hum-log, Buneeyad, Ye jo hai zindagi, Nukkar, Waagle kee Duneeya,Ramayan[/i][/b]†¦fill me in here…I know I am missing out on a lot more…

A thought dawned upon me last night- that in the past one month(since I joined work) I had not

1.read a book or,
2.watched T.V. or,
3.read news or,
4.played chess or,
5.exercised.

Tumbled to this reality ,that I can't afford to be like that,after getting back from work yesterday, I first forced myself out for a jog .I was tired but once on the tracks,it was definitely relaxing.In addition to profuse sweating I saw the sun-set and also the wind was a litlle chilly.So it was basically a good idea and worth the effort...
Also started reading a book last night and have decided to read atleast few pages everyday.Its always the case-till I dont force it on myself,its very eazy to see time slipping by...
but I know I have to get to a routine now and yet not miss out on anything no matter what !!!!

[i]Dilbar mere kab tak mujhe aise hee tadpaoge
main aag dil mein laga dun ga woh kee pal mein pighal jaoge ![/i]

Watch Him in this song and I guarantee you will get goose bumps.
His killing looks in this song ,He is simply 'magnetic',sensuous...
He was my childhood hero.I remember making his photo album with all his pictures with rekha,jaya and others.
Everytime I would see him dying in any movie,I would keep crying till ma would show him alive in another movie.I always wondered how he did that...
I think the secret of his spell-binding apeal is the way he breathes life in every character he plays.

He is just so unique in every role he plays...i can just think of a movie he acted in and atleast one salient expression of his either in a scene or a song.

[b]Namak Halal[/b]- i can walk english i can talk english cos english is a very funny language(dont rem the whole thing!!),samajh gaye mr. teen chakke,daddu a daddu

[b]Deewar[/b]- 'aaj khush to bahut honge tum','jao pehle us aadmi ka sign lekar aao jisne mere haath pe ye likh deeya tha'

[b]Anand[/b]- in the last scene when anand dies- 'kuch kehte kyun nahee mujhse...itne din se bak bak kar ke sar kha chuke ho mera...ab kyun nahee kehte kuch...bolo..baat karo mujhse' and then the record plays 'babu mushaaye'
[b]
Abhimaan[/b]- 'teri bindiya re' and the way he looks at jaya in this song...

[b]Sholay[/b]- 'tumhara naam kya hai basanti','pehlee baar suna ye naam'

[b]Silsila[/b]- 'dekha ek khwab to ye silsile huye','upar paan kee dukaan-neeche goree ka makaan','main aur meri tanhayi','neela aasma','rang barse' ..they are all classics

[b]Kabhi-Kabhi[/b]- where he defied sexual mores...be it 'the nazm' or his lifetime unforgettable dialogues-
As Amit says, "Humein koi haq nahin pahunchta ke hum apni khushi ke liye apne maa-baap ke armanon ka gala ghont de."

[b][b]Amitabh Bachchan [/b]is simply irreplaceable...[/b]

Anjali is originally Puja's(my sis) school friend.When I was in tenth standard,we guys(a group of 20 people) went for our first trek ever-to Gangotri.I saw Anjali getting drunk there...and I hated her...'my god...she is a girl and boozing' is what i thought...(hehe...kya se kya ho gaya!!!)

Anyway,till our next trip..i think i was pretty much at par with Anjali and would get along very well with her. Boys talk,difference in opinions...
everytime me and Puja would fight she would turn into an Aunty and try to explain stuff to the two of us.We got really fond of each other.
We had alot of trips together...and then the post parties after the trips.Another thing common between the two of us was -our love for [b]FOOD[/b]...she used to love the rajma chawal my mom would make.
Hanging out,driving in the streets of Delhi,shopping,drinking,l aughing at the worst joke for hours...too many memories...

So basically,I am meeting up Anjali in Toronto this weekend...and I am too excited about it....cant wait to hug her after this long break...

I believe in God…just closing my eyes to a devotional song gives me peace of mind. Its not that I actually imagine a ‘figure’ there for me or even a supernatural power controlling the universe…
I deem its a thought,a myth,a belief,may be an illusion,but a soothing one.

We might pretend to be cold(or cool as u may call it!) ,indifferent,detached,but trust me noone really is…it is pure and simple pretense…I will call it an intended lack of passion that comes from an unconscious fear…

I went to the temple today ,after a long time.Typically,when I was in India,I would go every Tuesday-Hanuman day…and have the bundee prashad…then distributing the prashad to all the takers sitting outside the temple…they will just jump up to you and circumscribe you…

There is no feeling like the feeling of being genuine…first to ourself and then to other people…

Aaj ke samachar kuch is prakar hain...

Univ of Akron kee Ms. Priyanka Arora has successfully passed all her qualifiers and will be graduating in August.She claims to be the happiest person on this earth today...
ye thee khabrein aaj tak-intezaar kareeye kal tak!!!

My workplace has a huge parking lot at the right of the building but I can also park my car right in front of the office which has space for 5-6 cars.

I reached work at sharp 7.15 and managed to park right in front of the building.

I am training under Ryan since then .

9.00 a.m. Denzy walks in.

Ryan to Denzy-Whats up slut!
Denzy with a big smile- U are!!!

My mind is still in the thought process of the different styles of [i]'Namaste'[/i] I have still got to learn, when

Denzy to me: You know thats not a parking spot.
Me: Huh?? (wondering if i parked in handicapped..NO - I Dint!!..then..!!!)

I go out to see that my car is sitting in the middle of the main road.Everyone comes out amazed to see the show.Denzy checked my axle if it dint burst or something.
Thankfully it was fine.Thankfully no other car banged my doll till it sat over there.

Apparently I had forgotten to pull up my hand brake or put my car in gear....
I am convinced that my car is jinxed...But i still love it...