16 October, 2014

Things That I won't be telling My Son...Ever!!

That his Mom can pen a book titled "101 ways to get rid of Milk". To name few
  • Throw it in a plant pot (after that cover it with water)
  • Throw it in drain but don't forget to pour water again 
  • Procrastinate the drinking and then make it fall


That I had once put my head out of the window grills in such a manner that my parents didn't know how to get me out of the grill. How I was finally rescued is something that they don't want to remember.


That I wanted to get admitted in my Bros school but as that was not Co-Ed. I purposefully blotched my entrance interview in another school. My reason was, the teacher did not ask the question properly. Later I was admitted to a school inside my township, I showed my displeasure by not studying & performing poorly in exams. Apparently I wanted to go to a big school and wanted to travel by bus. Nah! Never telling him this.


That I used to hide novels inside my course book and read them. If I would hear any aahat I would drop the book behind the bed. This habit made me an expert in remembering page numbers instead of using a bookmark.


That on the exams night I have burned the midnight lamp to finish the Mills & Boon which was to be handed back to a friend. I will only tell that I have never failed ;-)


That I was a part of the group who had stolen a Iron from Wardens room (the same was confiscated from our room because it was illegal to keep one ;-)


That once playing hide & seek I was so bloody excited at not being found out that I kept hiding for 1/2 hour. Scaring the daylights out of my relatives who were baby sitting me for the day. They were planning to go to the police station when I decided to make an appearance ;-)


That in my excitement to see Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (It had Salman Khan) we had missed the last bus to my College. How we finally reached there is in itself a story. But let me tell you that I used to live in a residential hostel and the nearest bust stop was 30 kms away. We got down at this stop nearing mid night and got lift from a family who used to stay in the residential complex. They had to make two trips to accommodate us. *total face palm*


Nothing that can be life altering but hiding these incidents will make a hell lot of difference!!! Says the hubby ;0)

P.S. Joined a belly dance class and brats tells hubby, Mumma matak matak ke dance kar rahi thi!!! *face palm*

14 October, 2014

Jo Humke Ho Pasand Wohi Baat Sunenge!!!!

I have been thinking, a lot!!! I have put on a little weight recently (yes there was scope!!!!) and people have been commenting on it. The comments range from, You had lost weight last year, what happened to that? I can't believe its you, you were so slim, please join a gym, you have put on too much weight, etc. etc.

No prizes for guessing how I take it. I get bugged up and irritated. I have a list of smart Alec responses for each of these comments and I do respond in my mind bubble but outwardly I just smile. I feel like telling them, its my Body, my weight, your father what goes. Once when I wasn't able to control myself I had replied, "kha ke maroongi tumhara kya jata hai"" and I felt ashamed after saying that. Ashamed because I know that few of these people have my best interest when they comment on my weight. I feel ashamed because last to last year when I was losing weight I was sharing my success story with these very people, it was them who were encouraging me. Not that it gives them a right to comment every now and then on my weight because I do have a mirror at home and I know that I need to take things in control but to be reminded about it every bloody minute is just not done. Plus it is easy to comment on others but when you don't know some ground realities it is just futile to judge & comment.

All this also made me think of how selfish we are. How we never tire of listening to praises but when it comes to negative feedback we just recoil. I usually am very receptive to feedback and always take negative ones in my stride and sometimes try to improve myself but in this case somehow I am unable to tolerate. God Knows why. I once had a good friend who loved when people praised her but if you give an honest but negative feedback she starts believing that you are against her. In fact she feels the whole world is conspiring against her but you keep praising and you are her best friend. Whenever I get into the present mode I just think about her and take a resolution that I don't want to be her. I also know that the best way to move on is by losing weight and trust me I am working on it (in Mind ;-)) but well it takes time to lose All that has been gained. So bear with me and be try ignoring the weight topic if you are meeting me any time soon ;-)

Another thing that I have been noticing in myself is the increased level of rudeness. I have a sense of humor which can be wicked at times and sometimes I end up hurting people. It becomes very hard to explain that what I am saying is in fine humor, guess there is a thin line and I sometimes cross it and come out as rude. Rude also because these days I am unable to take it from anyone, you have to utter a word against me and I have to give you a reply then & there.  End result? Hurting people all around.

I guess I need to re learn few things, need to take a break (that I am doing from WhatsApp), count till 10 before uttering a word and then count few more, think before I speak and do more talk less....

Phew!! A lot to achieve!

Anyways enough of me, how have you been? I was away for some time coz had traveled to Noida, have many stories from there but I will save them for some other day. Hope you have been doing good :;) what plans for Diwali?

18 September, 2014


Price: Rs. 299.00
Pages: 252 
Category: Fiction / Thriller

From the Blurb

Meet Johnny W – Will, not Walker – named thus by his alcoholic father who died under mysterious circumstances. Johnny is the founder of Thy Will, a de-addiction centre for the rich and the famous, and the fiancĂ© of Mira Kermani, daughter of the richest man in town. His questionable methods aside, Johnny’s commitment to ridding his patients of alcohol and drug abuse is beyond doubt. How ironic then that Mira is found dead in her apartment from an overdose of morphine. But why is Officer Ray convinced that Johnny is the killer? Johnny’s assistant Sera, who secretly loves him, and his half-brother Zac are working hard to protect him from the officer. Or are they? Could Aunt Adele’s hunger for what was rightfully her son’s inheritance have driven her to murder? Or is the murderer an unhappy patient?

My Views

This comes from the author of Jacob Hills, a book that I had loved. This book is no less, a twisted murder mystery which keeps you hooked and guessing till the last moment (yep she does it again). A little dark at times but totally worth a read. I honestly couldn't find any fault in the book so would totally recommend it to you if you love the genre of dark thrillers.

My Rating: 4/5

16 September, 2014

I wish.....

  • I could make people understand that drinking a cup of coffee from CCD does not make me fat. 
  • I Could tell people that I buy the coffee with my own money and you are no body to comment on it. Well, actually I did say it to the random girl who saw the cup in my hand and commented on it. To her benefit I also added, "My money my body".
  • I could tell people that even I am worried about my weight but by commenting about it again & again will not help the case. It will only irritate me more. This one is specially for people who hardly know me and my problems.
  • I could tell the maids that we are dependent on them but asking 1000/- bloody rupees for one work (like jhadoo pocha) is just too much.
  • I could further tell them that we do live in towers and we might have a big home (when seen from your point of view) but it doesn't mean that we are rolling in money. We are working hard for it, day & night. We are ready to pay what you deserve. Period!
  • I could tell God that if I am taking a break it doesn't mean that he has to bombard me with so much work just before I leave; that I don't even get time to pack also.
  • I could uninstall Candy Crush from my mobile. Yes, bitten by the bug! Guilty like hell and addicted like a sharaabi!
  • I could tell people that cribbing leads you no where unless you are ready to solve the problem. And if you think just crying about XYZ will help solve it then I am sorry you are crying at the wrong door. I don't have patience for people who can not take steps to solve their problems.
  • I could remember the point that had just come to my mind and has now slipped! Darn!
  • I could make you guys taste this Egg less Banana Cake that I have been making for past few days. I chanced about this recipe on Internet and I must tell you, it is one of the tastiest cake that I ever had.
What would your I wish I could list constitute??? Please share!

09 September, 2014

Just Because I have so many things to say!

*while proof checking I realised that the post looks running from one topic to other but what to do had so much to say and one point reminded me of the other so grin, bear & read *

Some Random stuff that's going on in my mind

First thing first, Bro In Law & Father In Law are back home after the surgery and *touch-wood* they are healing. Thank you for all your wishes. There is still a long road ahead for full recovery but the steps towards right direction has been taken.

This Monsoon has been bad for me. The total number of times that I got drenched this year exceeds the total number of times I got drenched in all the monsoons that I have seen in Mumbai. The worst is I would be waiting for the bus and it would start raining like there is no tomorrow and as soon as I board the bus, it stops raining. Then as soon as I would get down at my stop it starts raining again. In fact for last two days I was at home and there wasn't a single drop of rain but as soon as I stepped out today, it started raining. Dear God, it isn't funny any more.

God reminds me, I visited Lal Baugh Cha Raja this year, took me total of 1.5 hours but it was worth the effort. And Ganpati reminds me of the 7th Day of visarjan when I had to walk more than a kilometer in heavy rains. It was so not funny! By the time I reached home it felt I had taken a dip in the lake & come. 

This season I had thought to take the brat pandal hopping but it has been raining so much that it isn't feasible, rather it wasn't. So yesterday took him to show the Visarjan (thankfully the lake is nearby only) and he had fun watching.

The past week has been good food wise. I tried few new dishes and they turned out sooo yummy that I can't tell you. I made egg birayni, banana cake, aloo dum, chilly paneer & yes Pizza! Not only home made this Saturday when we ate out the food there was so yummy that it was after a long time that I polished off the plate in a restaurant. Here is the image, Sigh!!!

BTW do you visit IBN Live ki website? Daily they come with a post on some hilarious spoof or things that we usually do in our daily life like for example they did a pictorial post on how people react when they get a middle berth in train or how people are getting addicted to online shopping and then that day they did this one on Teachers Day & funny signs on display at shops. These posts are just way too good and I look out for them daily. Here is a list of link do go through them, laugh and keep following. Laughing also reminds me of the Hilarious Video of Aila Bhat, Genius of the year. What a riot it was man and I loved the way it was done. Social Media these days has become too vella, nick picking and criticizing others is the latest fad. This video in a way tells them, "hello stop taking things so seriously because there is life beyond so called brilliance and not every body knows every thing, so chill!"

Before I forget, the links

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