Quicky...

Here are some quick updates...!!! (The LONGER post is still due..Palease bear..)

• The show was awesome fun. It was a crazy technical reharsals, crazier giving the final perfomance and craziest was the after show effect... when we all went mad in the green room sorts.
• The weekend was great. Guess what? Kashvi came to DELHI...!!! And we MET!!! It was a GREAT saturday. The cherry on the top? Well, Shayon also came and joined us.. that meant an impromptu date for us. It was so cool..!!!
• Sunday was langar organized by us at the local gurudwara, and phew, it was hot and humid. And then, I went Red Spaghetti hunting.
• My internship started today. Very chilled out place..almost feels like a startup. Just three of us in office.
• Rains. FINALLY. Dreamcatcher's threats have finally worked. Or maybe, she did do the rain dance or gave a human sacrifice to the Gods.
• Now, the rains are great. The INSECTS are YUCK.
• And all those who are wondering, why isn't Kashvi updating, well, poor girl's comp crashed. Wish her comp a quick and healthy recovery.

Happy Doctors Day, to all the dear Doctors.

Cheers!!!

I have to write a LONG post...

I have been DAMN lazy. Sorry.

The dance show is tomorrow evening, I am nervous.

There is loads and loads to write about. See you all soon.

Love you!!

Why good looking is so important??

Well, you all do know about the dance class.. and about the show that is going to happen on the 29th??

Oh, I think that you know about my dance class but not about the show.. so The Dance Worx(my dance class) has a summer workshop and at the end of which there is a show. My show is on the 29th of June. And NO I am not excited about it...

I know that I am not a great dancer, but at leat I am much much better than the ones my Instructor is favoring.

The batch is doing 3 songs of almost a minute each. The batch has been divided into two groups, one group is performing on Jai Ho, PCD version and the other on Nelly Furtado feat Timbaland, Give it to me and the Finale i.e the third song is called Shut Up..

I am in the second song, I am standing in the first row, but on the extreme right. The centre stage is a guy, who is a fantastic dancer.. but its the girl standing on his right that is killing me... she is no great dancer... and I am like completely invisible to the eyes of the instructor.

Jai Ho group is looking terrible btw.. and in the finale he puts that group right in front.

All of us in the other group are very upset.

And- take this- the only reason why Mr. Instructor favors certain girls is because they are way good looking... and have that snooty attitude in them.

Hello?

I mean- I am not that bad looking.. but today- I really don't feel like I am beautiful.

If beauty is just skin deep... then why does it become so important to always have that flawless skin.. and be fair and great looking. I say great looking because- all of us are good looking in one way or the other..

I do not wear the spaghetti tops and cross straps bra in the dance class, because- I think that more important than showing off your skin its important to show off your dancing skills... skimpy clothes do not make a person more able to dance.

I am thanking my good senses- that I came to realise, and realise on time that I am dancing for myself.. I know it will help if Mr. Instructor notices me too... but his criteria and level of thinking is way below my expectations. I am disappointed in him.

But- isn't this the way our society is also? Have you really noticed the amount of creams and lotions that are in the market for making your skin visibly fairer??

Intially it was only the women but now- its the metro sexual male also who likes to have a visibly fairer skin.

Even the F&*%*^% ads that are on television just talk about how important is to cultivate a fair and flawless skin. That it is the only; mind you ONLY gateway to success... how discouraging is that? What happened to all that talk about- internal beauty and true talent? My mother keeps on getting me all kinds of creams so that my complexion too can be improved. According to her I was very gora gora till the time I was a kid.. but later thanks to the exposure of the sun etc i have visibly gotten tanned...

It seems after the second class treatment here, I really should take her advice more often.

DISGUSTING...!!!

Where is the EXIT??

I can hardly see a thing...

nothing absolutely nothing is clear to me.

I have been sitting home for a month and I have done exactly nothing productive.

My professional life is anyway always in a mess... and I am not exactly spending my sunsets at the beach as far as my personal life goes.

It is complicated you see.. because Shayon is in his ' I am not in a socialising mood... don't feel like talking or anything...' thus- My phone calls are ignored mostly... its only on loads and loads of persuasion that he talks to me- JUST as a mere formality. Not that he doesn't admit, he does as a matter of fact apologises for this 'phase' of his and yeah.. that is about it. I have no idea where am I headed.... The only thing that I wonder is- That ok, fine, you have mood swings... I do too... you don't want me to interfere that is also fair... but I truly hope that you realise the hurt that you cause me... everytime you talk to me with that Fake smile and ' I am ok' attitude. (I know this is harsh... But I have to vent it out somewhere).

I am learning to live with this. I hope that I am able to do it.

I have an application form... stuck at ONE point... and NO ONE mind you NOT ONE person there is who has helped me do those write ups.. its a form for a job in one of the world's biggest law firms... I don't want it to get rejected... But alas- Be it Shayon or My dad... they simply file it away for 'later' and then... when the deadline will be close as hell... I will get a scolding... Waah- Life ho toh aisi...!!!

Ah- My dad and one Advocate friend of theirs are on their way to start a project... I will hopefully get the permission to tell the details later- But that is the only piece of professional work that I have, RESEARCH.

And- Today- I got slapped with a fine of Rs. 200 as the overdue charge for the Liberary books. I am officially bankrupt- I have twenty rupees in my wallet and that is about it. The last saved money that I had, I spent it on a Movie and lunch with my Best friend. Dad had outright refused to gimme money... I have no balance in my phone.. (waise bhi kaun mujhe phone karta hai... or that I call) I have no money AT all.

I have a stupid dance show... in which I am just dancing... and there is nothing special about it.

My personal life is a mess.. my professional life looks like its fall into pieces... and just when I thought that I am going to be strong and make sure that I am not going to loose it all- I am loosing it... COMPLETELY.

There is nothing to really look forward to... each day goes off like any other day... I have no schedule... I have tried... but doesn't work out somehow... Dad takes off to the office... My younger sister has her stupid group... who keep on calling the whole day and with the new found freedom thanks to her phone, she is on and on, my Mom is just cleaning.. she is hyper about it... and its irritating.. she doesn't care if I am still sleeping.. she would start off clean this.. clean that...!!!

And if nothing else, my grandmother likes to taunt me the whole day- Oh! so you are awake... Oh, you decided to take a bath...

Its just getting on my nerve and I have no ESCAPE whatsoever...

UGHHHHH!!!

And when I say I am tired of all this- Shayon takes it otherwise... and in my irritated version I shout at most of the family members... I have stopped liking to do anything... I am going in a very wrong phase... I hate it and I cannot find a way out this labyrinth that is building around me...

Theory on Weddings...

Uncle J has given this really beautiful guide to a Happy Married Life.. and rightly so, he is after all the most experienced... (No offence..please)

I was wanting to reply back to his post but instead thought of sharing this funny lil quote on a Theory of marriage with you all, for me as of now- it pretty much sums it all up. But that does not mean, I do not believe in the institution of marriage- I do. And I always will...

I have a theory on Marriage... When two people are in a relationship for along time they come to a pointh when they do not have anything to talk about. And it is at this point that they decide to get married and thus have something to talk about all their lives.

- From the movie- Four Weddings & a Funeral

Ironically it is the lack of 'Good Communication' that breaks down Marriage...

What was the last post that I did??

I almost posted this one without any content...!!!

I seriously forgot the last post that I did...shows how much I visit my own page. I am such a freak. Oh, Yeah- it hit me abhi- That it was the post on my dear grandad. BTW- which reminds me- Our Picture got printed in a Tabloid called MAIL TODAY. They also have a e0 newspaper, you can visit their site and see our picture and read the article on Page 9 of today's i.e 14th June 2009's issue. AWESOME na...

And, my younger sister got her new phone number- My father was being like a father worried over her increase in number of classes and her travelling alone to do so...!!! And in the bid of buying a lot of new things... we also purchased a brand new laptop. Its an HP pavillion notebook... very swanky... the best part being that- most of the specifications were demanded by Shayon... because I happen to be technologically handicapped. And dad knows about it...!!! (Thank heavens now I can atleast mention him as my friend minus the raised eyebrows and what not stares.. here is a conversation between me and mum..after I had a talk with Shayon over the phone)

Mum: 'Kiska, phone tha??'

Me: ' Hmmm, woh mera dost hai na Shayon uska'

Mum: (looking at me... like a mum)

Me: ' Actually kal ek bahut sahi party hai, aur usko na parties ke press invites milte hai... so I had asked him to tell me if he does... so usi ke baare men tha...'

Mum: 'Woh hai kahan aajkal?'

Me:' EFY---Ellectronics for You... Publishing house hai..'

Mum:'Woh, Delhi mein hai aajkal?'

Me:' Haan...'

End of Conversation...

So that was kind of weird... and today also while talking about configurations and laptops... I called up Shayon on dad's request so that because of MY insistence we don't end up buying a wrong product with loads of money...!!!

Oh- Yeah- VERY important announcement- HARDROCK CAFE has Opened in DELHI...!!! YIPEE... Ok, I have been to that place in Mumbai and its an awesome party place... loved the ambiance.. and above all, its one place where Shayon can never say no to me...

So basically- a lot of money was spent today... !!!

PS: My maid has returned finally...!!! :)

My grandad- Greatest...

Its not his birthday today. As a matter of fact, he did not even know when was his actual birthday, but we used to celebrate it on 15th of May every year, maybe because that was on his passport.

I am remembering him today (he expired 7 years back- 19th March 2002, one day after my 10th boards finished.) because we went to a place called the Indian Coffee House. This was 'the barista' of his time and this was the place where my father as a kid along with his two other siblings was often treated by my dadu. And in a month that place is being closed, because its in shambles and because its going into losses. (Its bound to- their Menu is beautiful and the prices rock bottom.) The place is literally in shambles. Its a place where there is still a separate seating area for ' Ladies and Families'. Dad tells me that- Its a place from where a lot of people started their careers. I also over hear an old man telling a journo that how, from where Palika Bazaar is today (In Connought Place) how it was shifted right next to Hanuman Temple in Mohansingh Place. Quite history it has. The shifting happened when emergency had been proclaimed in India. 

We also gave a lil interview to a Journo from The India Today Group. There were so many of them there today... to interview the old men who have been regulars... who just come and sit to talk to their peers. And as I look around the place- I am taken back in time, when my grandpa was a young lad who walked all the way from Daryaganj to the heart of the city to have a cup of coffee and to have a intellectual chat. I can almost hear the chatter of the young blood of that time as they would have been discussing economics and politics sitting on those very seats. And- I am overwhelmed with emotions because this place had played an important part in my dadu's youth and my father's childhood, both of whom mean a world to me. No wonder dad wanted my my sis to be a part of his childhood...

dadu- Thanks- had it not been you... years later- I would not have known the 'coffee culture' that was and I wouldn't have been able to give my first press interview... !!! :)

Dadu- is an Inspiration. And he has touched so many lives- that it takes my breath away. He was always old for us. His favourite medicine was Sorbitrate, which was like candy to him. I was always his favourite girl... yeah even after my younger sister was born. I remember him getting all worried when I was not at home after dark. He used to get furious with me. Thank God there were no cellphones at that time- I would have been the first one getting it then... so that he could keep tabs on me. And its completely his fault that I never know ho to really cook- He was paranoid when I used to go to the kitchen... so- I did not go. 

He was a man of limited means always, came to India after partition. They were never rich. He was the youngest of the three brothers who were bought up by their nani. And for him Education was the MOST MOST important thing ever.

I have never in my life seen him get angry... at all. So I used to go hide behind him whenever mom got angry at me... which was like very very very very often. 

He is my Idol. Patience and Perseverance were his key qualities... and yeah- he did write a short autobiography about his life... I hope that I am able to share that with you all someday...

But the wonderful person that he was- No one can come near the aura that he has created for himself... My dad is following his footsteps and he is so much like him... but not him... 

Awww- Dadu I miss you...!!! 

Oh Yeah here is a quick fact- About 15 years back- He made my father do law and join the profession so that there can be someone to take the practise forward. And today- We are more than 7 advocates in the making... he would have been so proud especially of me. I am sure that even today where ever he is- He is very proud.