Wednesday, June 27, 2012


The one who survives in the end is the one who accepts changes and moves on life.
The one who learns the lessons from the mistakes and makes sure that those very mistakes are not repeated.

But how many times, have you found yourself on the "Crossroads" of life and other times at a shopping mall, wondering which store to hit first!
It may be the smallest of decision in case of a shopping event or the life changing decision about moving out of the city or getting married and sometimes leaving a cushioned job to start a venture completely that has nothing to do with your profession.
Whenever I read the success stories of people who have made the life altering decisions, I wonder, what is it that made them take such a huge step, of leaving their own comfort zone to test out something that is absolutely new and different and maybe unsuccessful or futile at first.
People in this category too should be given a a bravery award too.

At these junctures of times it becomes so difficult to make that choice, to choose THAT path which is right for you. Again the perspective of right & wrong differ so much person to person that often making the biggest decisions by yourself, means giving justification to the people who are closest to you, people who do not understand your perspective.
In case of my dear bf, I am the "non understanding" entity, and poor him has to give me explanations to justify his decision.

I too am gonna soon be standing at the crossroads of a major change. One decision has been taken, consequent to that decision the other decision is yet to be taken.
The consequent decision is giving me a headache and a heartache too!

I wonder what strategy do you guys take, when you make your life altering decisions? 

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

The game of life & death

Just when you think that life is finally getting on track and that things are falling into place, you hear about things which happen to your friends and people you know, and all that happiness goes.

It is one thing to be happy about your own accomplishments and wanting your friends to share that with you, but it is just a different thing when you hear about friends, whose lives were just going fine catapult into something that makes your heart go numb and then you are forced to think about how indifferent life really is.

It doesn't care if there is something that you are looking forward to, doesn't give a fuck, about anything, but about turning even the best laid plans haywire.

A lovely couple friend of ours gave birth to a really cute baby girl *God bless her*, where on the other hand an extremely close friend lost his father to a sudden heart attack.
And this is where I wonder, when a doctor give the pregnancy due date, 99% of the time, the baby decides it's own birth- date. And similarly when death comes, how death comes, no one knows.

We have all heard of lives merely months old losing the battle to death..

We are all a part of this BIG game of dance between Life & Death.. whilst they play their games, we like pawns, worry, about whether we have will live or die in the next second.
We are worried about jinxing our happy times, but like they say "Karma is a bitch"

I don't know about- anything- I just know, that every time through a bad patch, I give up hope. I wish to change that. I want to love each day with a promise of being happy and of being optimistic.. and I wish that you all also do that same.

Monday, June 18, 2012

The person you are trying to call is 'Busy' on another call!

Chintan wrote this very interesting post about how women should leave their men alone and not go the emotional mile with them, especially, when he is 'busy' at work.
I agree to some extent, but disagree to the most part of it. *Sorry Chintan, the disagreement comes from being in the category of the girls who call up their beaus a lot*

I do call him. As a habit/ritual.. in the morning for exactly 3 minutes, when I am walking from my car towards the office. And I used to, at the end of the day while walking back from my office to my car. Now I don't.
Then I usually call him, when I am going to bed.
We don't stay in the same city, let alone the same house. I normally know what he is upto thanks to his facebook updates, and his rhetorical questions to the world about buying an 'X' gadget or an air conditioner. He doesn't call me.

I am never the first thing in his mind when he wakes up. I don't think that I am the last thing in his mind when he goes to sleep either.

He is always working. Being on a Social media platform- he is always online, and available to the world 24x7. But to me.

Where does a girl got at the end of the day? In a 7 year old relationship, I should not be insecure.. the problem is, that I was not insecure about my relationship, 7 months into it. The problem is, that, when you have time for the world, for the friends who drop in, for the friends who call up after ages, I am thrown off the priority list, not that I was ever priority number one. The "Khota Sikka" cocept works the best for us.
He is all mine, when he is in the city.. he wants to just blabber on about everything, when HE has to talk.. what happens to me, who wants to talk to him at the end of a shor/long, tiring/not so tiring day? Oh, yes, I don't have work 24x7.
And, I don't exactly have a hobby of 'Silai, khadai' that I can do, whilst remembering him, and sighing about our memories of the short dates that we have had.
He is always agitated about the fact, that whenever I meet him, I am always on a time limit. I am bound to be. I am not the 'party till late' kind of girl.

I won't normally even complaint. I am happy that he is busy. But, how fair is it on me?
The calls that come are only for work. "Did you do this?" "Did you talk to xyz?" I don't remember any call in the last couple days/weeks/months, where he calls up to tell me, "Baby, I called you just like that" "That I was missing you"
I of course seem to be missing from his life. He never bothers to wonder, "Oh, no call at 10 am today.. I hope all is okay".. or "aaj sara din phone nahin aaya.. pata nahin kahan hai?"
His funda is of course "No news is good news"

At the end of the day, each day, I give in to my heart over my self respect, and my mind, as I dial his number to talk to him, only to hear ..
"The person you are trying to call is busy on the other line, please wait or call later" *8 out of 10 times, he does not call back.*

"Hi.. what were you doing...
He: I was just gonna have dinner...
Should I wait? or sleep?
He: You should sleep" *Yup, no call back*

"Hi, kya ho raha hai..
He: Kuch nahin kaam, aur kya
Okay, then, I am hitting the sack..
He: Yeah, sure, good night"

"Hey.. wassup?
He: Nothing, XYZ has just come over/ Oh, ABC has skype called me...
Oh, okay, Good night then
He: Yeah, good night"

In none of the cases above, he ever calls back.. obviously he doesn't want to ruin my beauty sleep. But, honestly I wish he would.
There is nothing in this world that makes a girl happier than an unexpected text/e-mail/phone call from that special someone telling her that she is special.
Yup, I know I sound like a love sick puppy.. but trust me.. the feeling of being taken for granted in a relationship kills you.
Of course, this post will change nothing, he is too busy to read my posts.
But at least I have ranted out how I feel. A girl needs someplace to rant/ rave express herself.. considering the pair of ears she hopes would listen are "Busy gossiping with a friend right now"

PS: Somehow, I know people who do make time for the ones they love..  

Friday, June 15, 2012

June Update

I know I promised a long post, and that is in the making :P
Life in bullet points:

- Office is fine. My boss is out for her annual vacation, therefore 15 days of less frantic times.
- Btw- My boss handed me down 4 pair of her shoes, which are lovely.
- Office too in general is fine.

- Dad was very unwell for a really long time. Doctors scare the shit out of you. Despite all his heart related tests coming fine, they tried to pursue my dad to get an angiography done. He refused. So, it turned out to be spondilitis. He is wearing a neck band and undergoing physiotherapy, and looks so much better. *touch wood*

- I have finally started exercising :) . BFF comes every morning and we walk and then do Yoga. :D People are telling me that I have lost weight, I am yet to really believe so :)

- Bf is more than busy. He has absolutely no time for me. For everyone else, I am sure that he does! :X

Life is going at a very very slow pace, seems like the summer has slowed everything up. I have started to re-notice my colony again. Grabbing the memories of each detail so that I can conjure up the ability to transport myself to my childhood by just closing my eyes.

Each day I pray for peace.

I hope that you all are having a great time yourselves. This is the Father's Day weekend, so don't forget to tell your dads, how much you mean to them.
My daddy sure is the STRONGEST!


Friday, June 8, 2012

The Aston Martin

The big boss in office bought an Aston Martin.
It is a 3-4 crore car.

That has made me think about my aspirations in life yet again.

And because I am in the thinking mode- I'll word out the thoughts in the next post.

Trust me, you want to wait for that post.  

Friday, June 1, 2012

The Politics of the Falling Rupee!

I am absolutely not talking about the end of the world literally.
It can't happen. Not now any ways, there is too much happening otherwise, for the world to physically collapse. Economically, well, that is questionable.

In the light of recent events, I think that one way or the other the great Indian Middle Class is going be squeezed to the hilt. It is we who are going to take a hit, unless the black money lodged in the swiss banks comes home and fills the coffers of the Indian Treasury.
Honest to God, that is the ONLY way that the present UPA Government can survive the economic slowdown. Because knowing the politics of my Country, I know for sure that any concrete steps that may be taken by the government are going to come back on their face by the opposition and allies alike.

What we as the people have to do is via our actions prove to the politicos that we can take some hard hitting steps but we would really like to still believe in the 'Great Indian Dream', where for the last 10 odd years despite everything, India as a whole was doing much better than rest of the world.

My sister explained this to me and my mum when we were cribbing about the price rise, I thought that I would share it with you too:

- The Oil cos lose about 8 Rs/litre on petrol with the current price of the crude and the various taxes that the poor companies have to pay to the government.

- Therefore to cut out on the losses, the petrol prices are hiked. But because petrol price hike means rise in commodities, the government pays subsidies, meaning they pay out of their own pockets so that the price hike does not effect the common man that much. But because they pay out of their own pockets, they lose the tax money that they have collected for development.

- If they take loan from the foreign entities like World Bank or IMF, their foreign deficit increases and like it is with any other loans, they have to start getting more money in their coffers to develop on the various schemes that they run for the poor.

-Thus to fill their coffers, they either cut the subsidies and therefore the hit comes to the common man or they increase the taxes, again making sure that the burden comes to the US. The poor common man.

Then what to do?
The decisions of a price hike hit us like a ton of bricks. And so does the taxes. Like I said before, all of us should shut our eyes from the fact that the swiss banks have the Black money and encourage the politicians to bring back that money into our country.
I have heard it and read on FB that the amount of money that is in the swiss banks if it comes back, will make us all free of the tax burden for the next 50 years. JUST IMAGINE!
No more taxes.
Actually, I don't mind paying minimal taxes so that the money keeps getting replenished, but helloo?? Dear Poliricians, if AT ALL any of you feel the need to compete with the US of A and move forward and become the rulers of the world- I think that you should give a thought to bringing back the money that is rightfully ours.

Further, as a part of the austerity measures that the Government proposes to put- First should be that all the politicians should pay their electricity & water bills. My GOD, more than half of the electricity dues that are unpaid are the government dues. We all pay for our usage, they should all too pay.

The Parliament Sessions are the bonus sessions where all the policies are decided. The politicians attending these sessions should be paid on daily basis as in only those who attend the sessions shall be paid during the months that the sessions are on and ANYBODY who disrupts and/or breaks the furniture of the Parliament house and stages a walk out- should be penalized, by obviously not being paid that days wage.
*NEVER have I seen a proper discussion and weighing of pros and cons properly of a matter that really matters... which sort puts the country in a tailspin and lets not even talk about the mockery that we make of ourselves in front of the rest of the world.*

Oh, considering that we are burdened with the petrol prices, all the politicians should also pay for the petrol that goes in the cars that are allotted to them, and in addition they should also be paying the salary of the household help/drivers/maalis that they keep.

And last but not the least, the ticket of the ministers may be borne by the state but that of the family.. extended family should NOT be borne by the state and the ministers/ family who is travelling should pay for it.

The politicians are nothing but Government SERVANTS and they should be made to realise just that. The reason that they are in a position to make policies is  because the entire nation can't come together and make them. They are OUR representatives and NOTHING more. The day we realise that politicians are humans too and nothing more, is the day they will also come down to our pedestal and maybe start working, on the things that really make a difference.