Junk Post

There are times in life when you feel that there is nothing more left to it. The world around you has gone mad, and that nothing is making sense anymore!

This is happening more and more with me.

Also that there are a plethora of emotions inside me that I just cannot imagine the existence of! I am hardly happy about anything these days, maybe the most comfortable time that I have had was the Metro ride that I had with Shayon about two days back, where the whole god-damn metro was full and Shayon and I had no choice *or space* but to just chipko to each other and just hold on to each other!

I have also recently discovered the joy of eating alone. Atleast I can have what I want without really bothering that my seniors have to pay for the food. And then I have also discovered the loneliness in the night! And it chills you right to your bones, when you realise that there is no one to talk to! 

Then there are friends that who you always think are friends for life and what not and then they get angry at you for some stupid reason, and a very unlike thing of, I do not even feel like going and coaxing her out of her 'naraazigi' from me.. because- This time, I know that I have not done anything wrong, or that I have done a mortal sin that will place me in hell! *heaven, I know I don't want to be in*. Of course I have said sorry to her and amended my bad and promised her that this will never happen again, but well, I dunno what she really is upto!

And then there are the perfect lives, the perfect stories that are there and then instead of making me happy, they just make me realise, that I am living a life, which has flaws and only that. So much so, that I feel like writing, and all I could come up was this piece of junk post.

Teething Troubles!

One of my father's closest friend is the President of the Rotary Club here in Delhi. And rotary club is known for doing tons of charity and loads of other work for the betterment of the society *NO, I am not promoting them*. One of the project that they plan to under take is "Group Marriage", basically you know getting about 21 couples who are from economically weaker background to have a nice wedding ceremony et all. So when my uncle was talking about this project of yours, my father suggested something else to him as well, something that I believe is totally becoming the need of the hour.

He told my uncle, to have a camp for 'Pre- Marital Counselling'.

There was a time, when the parents chose the life partners for their children and they used to adjust and live through their lives. Times changed, from the rebellion love to today where it is expected that you would choose your life partner. In the words of the old generation 'Zamana badal gaya hai'!

Earlier, it used to be obvious that there would be teething problems, owing to the fact that the two people who are married off with each other being complete strangers to everything about each other. But I have figured that, with the acceptance of freedom of choice, the teething troubles too have increased.
I mean, we know the person who we want to spend our rest of the life with, and we are dating that person for a decent period of time before we decide to take THE step. But, still, we do end up arguing a lot more, the stress level does increase, and at the slightest hint of disagreement, a full fledged argument brews up!

Why is it that as soon as you add 'Marriage' even to the most committed relationship, the equation becomes more and more complicated?
And trust me, I don't think that it is the uncertainty about the person that you are tying the knot to, but more about the 'Expectation' factor that adds fuel to the fire.
And again, the expectation factor becomes a lot more sensitive, when you add the word 'Families' (of both sides) into it.
The 'Us' in the relationship gets a lot wider meaning. There are the parents and the siblings, and the cousins, and the what not.
And even when you just think, and say that 'What matters the most to you is that the people closest to you, the ones that matter, be happy', things just don't work out that way.

Yes, we are living in the times, where even a 'Live- In Relationship' has been interpreted as a 'relationship in the nature of marriage'... but we are also living in the times, where it is not expected that the house will be run on a single salary, but still the parents of the girl, expect that the boy should be earning enough to keep the daughter happy *I mean, isn't it enough that he is readily accepting a tantrum throwing, bad cook, and what not girl (No offence please)*. In the times, when the whole dowry thing is becoming such a taboo and the the couple doesn't even live in the same house as that of the in-laws, there are still expectations for the 'lena-dena' *So many weddings are sponsored by the bride and groom themselves* (again no offence please)...

No wonder with so much happening, and so many things that you dream of about that perfect life, and that little house and everything.. things start going awry and you end up having all sort of weird expectations and even weirder situations. There are tons of things that go wrong.. before and after marriage... and I see all these wrong and dumb expectations in the form of divorce petitions in the courts.

I don't even know, if this post makes any sense, but then, in a bid to you know, understand my thoughts about the whole thing, I spilled it out here. And, really looking forward to what you all have to share with me on this whole thing!
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PS: I miss my blog a lot. But having no net connection in office, SUCKS! So sorry for the erratic posting. And, especially the erratic reading. I promise to catch up on everyone's blog, ASAP! This is just a very mad time.


Also, my dear friend Bloody Mary  is really unwell, and Kashvi and I are really worried about her, especially since we aren't getting a clear picture of her condition. I believe in prayers and positive vibes, so please pray and send your good wishes to my dear friend! Thanks.

November Rain

I realised that half of November is gone, and I have not written a single post despite having so many in my mind. This blog is going to the dogs. NOT! I am not going to let that happen. Because, I love this space and this blog has given me much much more than what I can really put down in words.

There was a Diwali post that I had planned, did not even get a chance to be near the computer through the holidays, but managed to maintain the net connectivity thanks to the phone. And then there is the usual series of year end posts that I want to do. And those, I really would do.

The festive season was great, I had my cousins over and my niece and my nephew who I was gonna meet for the first time and it was awesome fun. My three year old niece kept us all on our feet, continuously talking and playing and loving the gifts that were being showered on her from left, right and center.
I also worked really hard to make this Diwali really special because my entire family was with me this Diwali, and the feeling was enough to get me into the festive mood making me soak in the lights and the glamour of the festivities.

On the work front, things are fine. Actually the usual. The most exciting thing being that we have a new intern in office from Gujarat. The seniors in my office are not taking too much interest, and me being totally new (yeah, a couple of months old) can totally understand her feeling lost, especially she being the 'New Girl' in the city. And, I of course have gone through hell in my internships where the seniors were rude, so I am being nice to her and making sure that she is well taken care of. As a matter of fact, she went to this get together with me and I had most of the guys eyeing her (yeah she is very pretty). So this is as exciting as it gets on the work front. And, oh yeah, I heard loads of gossip about Ms. P, my senior from the most unusual source... but since I have no way of verifying it, I let the whole thing go for a toss.

And, now, the November Rain... that was yesterday, when Delhi was in its BEST romantic garb and I was missing Shayon like crazy (the only thing that helped me remain sane was that I was shopping!). The thing is, that because we are working, and well, we do tend to get a lot busy, so we end up not getting to spend too much time with each other. And that is something which is strictly NOT okay with Shayon. I mean it is not either of our fault, but I do have a crazy boss, who told me just the other day that if I want to be successful then I should forget my evenings and that I should be working somewhere around 12 hours a day. I mean, I am freaked!

Right now, life is in a slow whirlwind and I learning how to delicately balance on the beam of life!
And I have this DUMB exam coming up, an I have not even studied for it or started studying for it! I wish that it gets scrapped.
Else, duaan ke bharoe paas hongi!