Thats how i trapped myself :-|

I always try to get witty but sometimes due to my idle chats, i fall in trap.. First lemme say sorry to my younger sister for not being here with her on her b'day, as I was out of station busy in attening marriage of my father’s cousin aunt's son.. :P In short my cousin chacha's marriage in lucknow. Happy belated b’day O’chana. So in our community the relations are remembered as if there can be a surprise test any moment. Every single person has a family tree in his mind.. If not, you will be compelled to make one, if you are a part of this community..

Want to thank shatabdi, for keeping me busy in scoffing and snoozing during the journey despite of lack of sleep, I was able to stay active the whole day.. (an early morning train). As I am a Big Chatterbox, glad I had bua and papa who shared the ear-pain throughout the trip. :>) Being there for the first time or rather being an alien in the family, i was interrogating my father and one of my dear dear chacha about who is who, to get comfortable with the people around. Thanx to their patience. :P
Marriage went well, nice food which is the only attraction when u know only a handful of people. Later arrival of the known faces was a BIG rescue.. Thanks to my cousins who are living their.. :)
Next day something happened that made me realise i should start chirping less.. Early morning we went to meet papa's cousin nephew (who is elder to him). So after reaching there, i couldn’t recall the faces although somewhere it was a big relief to restore his wife's i.e. bhabhi's face in my memory. And we were nearly eight year oldies when they left Delhi for Lucknow. So here came her son, my nephew, but i had no choice other than to call him bhaiya (he must be elder to me by 5 years), who has recenlty got married.

Bhabhi (to his son)- "pehechana ise? Shesha!!"
"BUA" i added suddenly in the mid of conversation (out of habbit of teasing and jumping in between).
Everybody laughed. So my teaser was successful. i HAD NO IDEA there can be a twist in the tale. Things can turn back on me... i was sitting happily when his newly wed wife arrived, who must be of my age or elder to me. Can’t say.
Bhabhi started introducing everybody: ye tumhaare dadiyaa sasur(my father)
she bowed and touched his feet. :)
Ye tumhaari dadiyaa saas(my bua)
she bowed and touched her feet. :)
Ye tumhaari bua saas .. and i realised late, this was my introduction. for a sec i was shocked was it meee :O. So soooon.. GOOOOSH!!! It was really for me.. and she bowed to touch my feet, when i just a few seconds before jumped up from my seat saaying Nooooooo.. and everyone around were laughing BIG TIME :( So, i was being ragged.

And there came my Bhabhi's elder daughter who has 2 kids. She came in holding her younger daugher (must be of 5 months)
I smiled at her and said hie...
Bhabhi : "chaalo milo apni naaani se" (again that was me) Second round of applause at my cost.. So now in just 15 minutes i was a mother in law and a grandmother of two children. Wish i had kept my mouth shut. It was funny yet made me blush big time before everybody. Glad i met them and everybody after a looong time.. ;)

2012 -Lets discuss it for fun!!

2012.. 2012.. 2012.. Believe it or not kinda story.. Some people are really trusting the prediction, as it has been backed by Nostradamus. So?? There can be a big tsunami somewhere, and some other planet can change its orbit and hit the earth, next world war is awaited, might happen as things are somewhere becoming tensed between the nations, some epidemic disease can hit the masses, sun can burst out ....BOOoom!! Trust me i am not creating any panic.. just discussing it like that.. :P Anything or may be nothing will happen.. Human mind mostly trust on facts rather than predictions..

"Oh if its gonna happen, should i stop working for my future and enjoy the life, but what if nothing happens.. may be i will be doomed in true sense.." :D

I don't believe it.. if its going to be so, it will be so for everybody and not just me.. and so how i am living, this is exactly how i wanted to live.. no additions or subtractions.. no grudges.. i have everyone around me.. Of course i don't want to be the only person in the fourth world without my near and dear ones.. I don't mind living some more, if its going to end anyway ;) .... When i ask it to myself, what would i want to do if i get to know the world will end in another two years, i try to answer it this way.. lemme keep my count till 10.

1. I Would like to meet all my near and dear ones.. may be even those who made my life special at one pt. of time, even though they are not a part of it now to thank them.. :)
2. A nice decent family get-together.
3. travel travel travel
4. Will find my soulmate n marry may be!! :P :P
5. some more daily blogs to get updated on how and what others are doing :)) I may get some more ideas to enjoyyyy!!
6. no more books... :P i would like to travel some more
7. Shopping.. :)) =)) can't help my greed!!
8. Panic.. (that's natural, of course) :P
9. just most of the time i would like to spend with my family and my loved ones, that means some group travel too.. yipppieee :D
10. Last i would like to make something and write something to gift everyone i love, to tell them they are important and to ensure if they'll be there without me, they have a memento with them to live a further. :), ofcourse will get some gift from them too.. (its not so good to be loved always.. lol )

A question for you now:
How would you want to live your life exactly, if you get to know that your world is going to end in just 2 years???

Thats how i developed interest in literature.

I have always had an interest for literature, which was for long time unrealized. Being from a literary family, its natural to feel a knot with different forms of literature. There were days when I used to feel intense isolation with all family members submerged in their respective books and me searching for somebody for some discussions, cribbing a lot due to lack of company or attention and ending up either watching television or reading a few interesting stories. My younger sister has a good appetite for reading since her childhood. And with all pressure and her example, I had no choice but to keep reading and reading until I made this a habit. My mind always wandered in the world of my own. As a child we used to enjoy one of the monthly magazines champak and Chanda Mama which as per my father was no more suitable for our age as we grew up and got promoted to Nandan. He never liked us reading Chacha Chowdhary, Pinki, Billu, as they were just for fun and no gain. Anyhow I often managed to borrow such fun reads from my cousin brother, he was generous enough. And after a few years, probably when I was in fourth standard we kids were blessed with two wonderful books, I can never forget. One was “Russian Folk Tales” (translated in hindi), and the other was “Jahaan Chah Wahaan Rah”. Both of them were of 250 or 300 pages with wonderful magic tales, each of them of around 40 pages. After watching the large sizes of the books I was reluctant to read them, they were scary to me. First few of the stories were narrated by our parents and then after watching my kid sister reading it (though she is only one and a half year younger), I was inspired, or may be out of competition, compelled to read it too. And then I enjoyed the tales in it so much, that I have read both the books infinite number of times. Some of them had wonderful poems in between, that were really enjoyable, I still remember them and hum them before younger or elder members of the family. While shifting to a new place, we lost both the books. And that was the first intense loss of my true possession. I still at times search and ask for those golden reads at the book shops, in a hope to get my childhood back. In the meanwhile I developed another talent inside me during 6th standard i.e. writing poetry. One of the initial poems I wrote was for my school magazine “badal mujhe bana de ma”, which my siblings still like, and some more poems followed till 8th standard. After which I got busy with my own soul searching and developing an understanding of life around me, a transition period, which I believe every kid goes through. My interest for writing got dissolved but reading habit remained intact. I enjoyed loads of folk tales from different states of India. I was always hesitant to read novels because of their serious nature( as I believed) and their weight. My first novel was “tell me your dreams” by Sidney Sheldon, which I read by chance. And the next was “The Thorn Birds” which my sister compelled me to read in a funny way. She narrated me the story and like a child I was hearing her every lil’word and when I developed interest in it, she left the book and I was compelled to read it out of the curiosity. That was the first Lengthy novel I read and which I enjoyed, followed by Babar. I felt more attached to the characters and their life depictions. After that there was no turning back. Again after a long time I have developed interest in poetry again. After writing a few, I have started reading books on poetry. Another addition in my library...

Current Fever- Its a fever!!

Last week has been one of the most tiring weeks for me. Despite of lying on bed whole day, I still felt exhausted in the end. Like most of the people in Delhi, I too caught the viral-cold-cough combination. After 5 days of constant intake of antibiotics things are seemingly coming under control. During these tiresome 5 days my television remote, my cell phone, a few lovely friends, and ofcourse 10 -20 minutes of internet, including facebook games (I seem to be addicted, though I know I am not yet) have given me a wonderful company. I was blessed with the lovely unlimited flow of messages in my Inbox. Thanks for being my life support system. :) And my ability to sleep sleep and sleep real long has also helped me a great deal, although now i feel like a polar bear, who is waking up after 6 months of hibernation :D. My mom and my bro, have helped me in gaining my senses back. Phew!! Thanx mummy and my baby brother. :) :)

I can clearly see that I have lost some weight, ending up being nearer to size zero (I don’t know if I should be happy about it or sad) but let me be on positive side and become happy for it.lol. Although my stamina has gone drastically down, and since I am going on a long trip with my family, I might have to suffer the damages. But I just hope, I gain it back in the zeal and enjoyment of traveling.

Tschius till the time I come back from this long awaited trip. :)

10 uncool Things on roads

1. The first and foremost annoying thing on roads - Cars emitting pollution. Always keep your vehicle’s pollution check Updated.

2. Too much of Honking irritates everybody mostly when people continuously blow horns even in traffic jams and red lights. The ones who can't wait should own a helicopter or private jets.

3. Over-taking from wrong direction. Left indicator is for left turn, never overtake from left in that scenerio, or else vice-versa. For God's sake do respect your safety if not others..

4. Cars and primarily Bikes dancing aggressively on roads. It can cause serious accidents.

5. Cars with total Black Glasses look so not cool. Something out of class which gives your vehicle a cheap look and can contribute to unwanted road accidents during the night time.

6. Usage of high beamed head lights and white lights during night. It blinds other drivers. Care about life.

7. Parking at wrong places blocking other people’s way. Give others their space too.

8. 14-15 year ruling driving seats. Wake up moms and dads, they have no age to understand the seriousness of roads, and that’s the age of complete show off. Your kids can get into some serious trouble. Prevention is always better than cure.

9. Arrogance on roads. People losing patience and self control on their anger and revealing their arrogance on roads is so highly uncool. Just over a small thing they at times fight with poor Cycle riksha Guys or other people on road, thats really annoying.

10. Defeaning loud music and not abiding by traffic lights contributing to many accidents and road rivalries.