Walking down the street, knocking on every car window, melancholically smiling at the commuters, expecting them to give her some money to survive through the day… but in return, she also know, she would be facing difficult situation aswell. Maybe she was so use to them, that now, it has now stopped bothering her!!
On a lazy Sunday afternoon, on my way to meet few friends, I witnessed the most appalling incident at Chirag Delhi red light. A girl (should be around 12 yrs of age) was trying to earn to feed herself, by begging. Amidst the traffic, waiting to zip off, the minute the traffic light turns green, a sleek car, with ‘apparently’ decent people become a part of the waiting. She walk to them and in her practiced melancholic tone, begs for some money… In return, one of the men, waves out to her from the other side of the car, with a Rs.100 note in his hand. The girl gets excited and rushes towards him, is when she is faced with yet another incident in her life. The man prepares himself to pull the girl inside the car, as soon as she reaches the spot. Anticipating the situation, the girl chooses to stay at a comfortable distance from the door, yet ensure, she gets the money. Least she knew, the man was far stronger than her and was well prepared for resistance. The minute she reaches to the door, he tries his best to pull her in the car.
That’s when, one of the men from the other car raises an alarm! And the others choose to ignore the situation. The girl is left free and is also deprived of the money. Teary eyed, she continues to beg…
The whole incident really made me wonder, if men in the city are so petty?
Friday, December 5, 2008
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Life is beautiful…
You can sense it in the air, feel it in the air... when the chill breeze hits your face, you smile to yourself and say… wow… its here… It’s a sense of déjà vu for me… as colours change, moods change… life seems to be so beautiful!!
The sun sets in early, making you smile again to yourself … the smell is the air, makes you wonder again… and yet again, you feel…. Its here!!!
I pass through the wide roads early in the morning… the nature seems to be conveying something to me… The leaves look even more greener, the bees humming a sweet music to the flowers and the flowers dancing away to glory, that’s when I stand and think… 'are they also feeling the same, the way I am?’
I walk the street, watching children running with joy… I stand again… and think 'are they also feeling the same, the way I am?’
This is when I really think over it and … ask myself!! “Does it happen every year? or is it something new this year? Is the nature in love… or…. Or is it winters creating the magic??”
The sun sets in early, making you smile again to yourself … the smell is the air, makes you wonder again… and yet again, you feel…. Its here!!!
I pass through the wide roads early in the morning… the nature seems to be conveying something to me… The leaves look even more greener, the bees humming a sweet music to the flowers and the flowers dancing away to glory, that’s when I stand and think… 'are they also feeling the same, the way I am?’
I walk the street, watching children running with joy… I stand again… and think 'are they also feeling the same, the way I am?’
This is when I really think over it and … ask myself!! “Does it happen every year? or is it something new this year? Is the nature in love… or…. Or is it winters creating the magic??”
Saturday, September 13, 2008
31 – Women seem to hate this number!!
“I just wish… time stops here”, I heard a woman screech, standing in-between of a coffee shop
The statement made me very inquisitive to know, why is that, women in India dread the age… or should I say… turning 31…? Hence, I decided to ask people I know, who have already hit the ‘so called’ scary age and those, who will be turning ‘31’ very soon. I must admit, I got the most intriguing replies…
Women said…
1. Oh… we all dread wrinkles…and 30+ is the age, you tend to get them
2. … the age itself is scary…aging starts at 31
3. 31… the age…. U need to be settled with children, or else, u too late!!! (the best of all)
4. arre… u just tend to start thinking like an old women… u mature then!!!
5. oohh u get under eye bags, dark circle, wrinkles… u just stop looking good!
6. the hell breaks lose!
Men Said…
1. Woman just looks beautiful, whatever their age might be!!
2. Woman just tend to hide their age, don’t know why
3. ah… they just get more understanding by letting us be… coz, they have so much on their mind, like making sure, the wrinkle never shows!!
4. Na… age doesn’t matter… Woman does. 30+ they just become….. even more desirable!
The list goes on… and the same
What I still fail to understand is, we all age… some hit the panic button, when they turn 25, some at 18 and many at 20, but, whats with 31???
What i fail to understand is.... What has age got to do with looking good… guys, give yourself a break…its not about appealing to others… but feeling good about how you look. We all love reading cosmopolitan, Elle, basically most of the renowned fashion magazines… and issue after issue, they all keep harping on the subject ‘wanna look Good’. Woman, if you taking the pain to read it, try using the tips to ’Get Gorgeous’
Those, who don’t wanna go for anything cosmetic…. Try a all time best mantra… ‘feel good, look good’
What say ladies…!!!!???
The statement made me very inquisitive to know, why is that, women in India dread the age… or should I say… turning 31…? Hence, I decided to ask people I know, who have already hit the ‘so called’ scary age and those, who will be turning ‘31’ very soon. I must admit, I got the most intriguing replies…
Women said…
1. Oh… we all dread wrinkles…and 30+ is the age, you tend to get them
2. … the age itself is scary…aging starts at 31
3. 31… the age…. U need to be settled with children, or else, u too late!!! (the best of all)
4. arre… u just tend to start thinking like an old women… u mature then!!!
5. oohh u get under eye bags, dark circle, wrinkles… u just stop looking good!
6. the hell breaks lose!
Men Said…
1. Woman just looks beautiful, whatever their age might be!!
2. Woman just tend to hide their age, don’t know why
3. ah… they just get more understanding by letting us be… coz, they have so much on their mind, like making sure, the wrinkle never shows!!
4. Na… age doesn’t matter… Woman does. 30+ they just become….. even more desirable!
The list goes on… and the same
What I still fail to understand is, we all age… some hit the panic button, when they turn 25, some at 18 and many at 20, but, whats with 31???
What i fail to understand is.... What has age got to do with looking good… guys, give yourself a break…its not about appealing to others… but feeling good about how you look. We all love reading cosmopolitan, Elle, basically most of the renowned fashion magazines… and issue after issue, they all keep harping on the subject ‘wanna look Good’. Woman, if you taking the pain to read it, try using the tips to ’Get Gorgeous’
Those, who don’t wanna go for anything cosmetic…. Try a all time best mantra… ‘feel good, look good’
What say ladies…!!!!???
Thursday, May 29, 2008
33 Facts about Guys
Girls r surely going to read it
*Belive it or not....... 1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. they prefer neat and presentable girls.
2. Guys hate flirts.
3.When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.
4. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about .
5. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.
6. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.
7. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.
8. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.
9. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow". ..... so true.
10. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.
11. Guys love their moms.
12. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.
13. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.
14. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.
15. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.
16. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.
17. Like Eve, girls are guys' weaknesses.
18. Guys are very open about themselves.
19. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.
20. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.
21. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.
22. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice ... very true.
23. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.
24. Guys can keep secrets that girls tell them.
25. Guys think too much.
26. Guys fantasies are unlimited.
27. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does! ... very true.
28. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!
29. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.
30. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.
31. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.
32. Guys hate girls who overreact.
33. Guys love you more than you love them IF they are serious in your relationships. Doesn't this all make sense?
*Belive it or not....... 1. Guys don't actually look after good-looking girls. they prefer neat and presentable girls.
2. Guys hate flirts.
3.When a guy says he doesn't understand you, it simply means you're not thinking the way he is.
4. Guys may be flirting around all day but before they go to sleep, they always think about the girl they truly care about .
5. When a guy really likes you, he'll disregard all your bad characteristics.
6. Guys go crazy over a girl's smile.
7. Guys will do anything just to get the girl's attention.
8. When you touch a guy's heart, there's no turning back.
9. When a girl says "no", a guy hears it as "try again tomorrow". ..... so true.
10. You have to tell a guy what you really want before he gets the message clearly.
11. Guys love their moms.
12. A guy would sacrifice his money for lunch just to get you a couple of roses.
13. A guy often thinks about the girl who likes him. But this doesn't mean that the guy likes her.
14. You can never understand him unless you listen to him.
15. If a guy tells you he loves you once in a lifetime. He does.
16. Beware. Guys can make gossips scatter through half of the face of the earth faster than girls can.
17. Like Eve, girls are guys' weaknesses.
18. Guys are very open about themselves.
19. It's good to test a guy first before you believe him. But don't let him wait that long.
20. Guys hate it when their clothes get dirty. Even a small dot.
21. Guys really admire girls that they like even if they're not that much pretty.
22. If a guy tells you about his problems, he just needs someone to listen to him. You don't need to give advice ... very true.
23. A usual act that proves that the guy likes you is when he teases you.
24. Guys can keep secrets that girls tell them.
25. Guys think too much.
26. Guys fantasies are unlimited.
27. Girls' height doesn't really matter to a guy but her weight does! ... very true.
28. Guys tend to get serious with their relationship and become too possessive. So watch out girls!!!
29. Guys are more talkative than girls are especially when the topic is about girls.
30. You can truly say that a guy has good intentions if you see him praying sometimes.
31. If a guy says you're beautiful, that guy likes you.
32. Guys hate girls who overreact.
33. Guys love you more than you love them IF they are serious in your relationships. Doesn't this all make sense?
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Delhi… unsafe for women
‘Woman gangraped… Woman killed…’ This is what we all keep reading about in the newspapers. We all just flip through the pages and then forget about it, until we ourselves are hit with a situation, which makes you think about all those case
Me, being a part of those, who use to read these issues, sympathise with the girls and think ‘why did they take the risk of venturing out that late in the night?’ Until I was hit with a situation recently! Before you all start thinking, why would I take the risk of moving out in the might, let me tell you, it wasn’t late
Thursday, 8th May 2008, 9:45 p.m.: After a vigorous workout session at the gym, I was on my way back home. Reaching my premises, i was climbing the stairs is when I hear some one say ‘Girl, want to have a nice time’ (yes, in English). On looking up, I was shocked to see a naked man in the opposite building, coming down the stairs. Freaking out, on the sight of the man, I started running up to my house, is when, I hear him say ‘don’t run, I am coming to you’…
He was no where to be found, by the guards… That is when, we were told, that this has been happening for the past 5 months. This man has the audacity to ring the bell of houses and scare them. And the point to be noted was, he usually goes to those house, which has girls staying in them
This is when, I thought, just at the sight of that demented man, I was so shaken, wonder, what other girls, who have been is a worse situation, would have gone through
The reason, I am writing this on my blog, is to awaken those, who think, Delhi is getting better. Pardon my expression, its just getting worse…
To all those, who are reading my blog, lets just get together and make Delhi a better and a safe place to live. Request you all, to please pass the word around and help others, in order to save them from facing such a situation.
Me, being a part of those, who use to read these issues, sympathise with the girls and think ‘why did they take the risk of venturing out that late in the night?’ Until I was hit with a situation recently! Before you all start thinking, why would I take the risk of moving out in the might, let me tell you, it wasn’t late
Thursday, 8th May 2008, 9:45 p.m.: After a vigorous workout session at the gym, I was on my way back home. Reaching my premises, i was climbing the stairs is when I hear some one say ‘Girl, want to have a nice time’ (yes, in English). On looking up, I was shocked to see a naked man in the opposite building, coming down the stairs. Freaking out, on the sight of the man, I started running up to my house, is when, I hear him say ‘don’t run, I am coming to you’…
He was no where to be found, by the guards… That is when, we were told, that this has been happening for the past 5 months. This man has the audacity to ring the bell of houses and scare them. And the point to be noted was, he usually goes to those house, which has girls staying in them
This is when, I thought, just at the sight of that demented man, I was so shaken, wonder, what other girls, who have been is a worse situation, would have gone through
The reason, I am writing this on my blog, is to awaken those, who think, Delhi is getting better. Pardon my expression, its just getting worse…
To all those, who are reading my blog, lets just get together and make Delhi a better and a safe place to live. Request you all, to please pass the word around and help others, in order to save them from facing such a situation.
Sunday, April 20, 2008
Beautiful Quotations!
People change and forget to tell each other.
Its good2ve a beautiful mind, but an ever greater gift is to discover a beautiful heart
Even a smallest grain of faith could yield, in time, a pearl
Love s d hardest habit2break,n d most difficult habit2satisfy...
Celebrate the smallest triumph over adversity...
All that v c or seen, is but a dream within a dream-edgar allan poe
The most beautiful thing is to see a person smiling and even more beautiful is knowing that u r d reason behind it.
Wake me up when your heart needs company,
Take my hand when u feel alone,
Walk with me when u feel sad,
Coz. . .
Till life runs out, i’ll always b your friend..:-)
Life is al about waking up each day2discover something new, Meeting old people but making new conversations, Walking thru old roads & still feel nice about it ,Realizing that u r a day older but still feel young at heart, Making busy schedules but still find time 4 old friends, Being nostalgic about bygone days but look forward 2 better days...
DO u know y tears can sometimes b more special than smiles..? For smiles can b given to any1 but tears r only shed 4 people we don’t want to lose...
Morning is not only sunrise, but a beautiful miracle of GOD that defeats the darkness and spreads light. May this be a very beautiful day for you.
Life s Like having a cup of tea. U sit by d window, lift d cup n take a fresh sip, only to realise someboby forgets to put the sugar. To lazy to go for it, you somehow struggle through that sugarless cup. Till you discover undissolved sugar crystals sitting at the bottom… That’s how life is!
We do not make an effort to value what is with and around us. So look around, maybe the sweetness you are looking for, is closer than you think!
Arguing wit your boss is like wrestling wit a pig in mud. After a while you realize that, while you r getting dirty, d pig is actually enjoying it
Whenever you feel like working sincerely, just sit down, relax, and take a deep breath until that dangerous feeling goes away!
2smile facing a storm,
2fly wit broken wings,
2enjoy life knowing death,
2love knowing nothing...
Love is the opposite of power. That’s why we fear it so much
'The fault dear brutus is not in our stars, but with us.' shakesphere
Missing someone can turn from pain to pleasure,
if we knew they were missing us too. . .
Stars are shining bright, the moon is by my side, my life is perfect too...Except like crazy m MISSING YOU!!
"People are made to be Loved and things are made to b used.. The confusion is in the world because people are being used and Things are being loved"
Someday when d pages of my life end, I know that you’ll be the most beautiful chapters and if ever I'm able to read it again, I'll open it from d page we met.
Remember me as a dried flower between the pages of your notebook. They might not bear any fragrance but they will always be enriched with memories.
One day you’ll ask me, what’s more important to you, me or your life? I'll say my life and you'll go and leave without even knowing that, you are my life.
Its hard to live alone, its harder to choose someone to love. But the hardest part of loving is to admit that you have fallen in love with someone, who can never be yours!
A good way to change someone’s attitude is to change your own
Because the same sun that melts butter
Also hardens clay.. Life is as u think, so think beautiful!
Cherish things while you still have them… Once they are gone, you'll realize how precious they were… Its ironical!
Life can only be understood backwards but has to be lived forward!
Never think hard about past, it brings "Tears".. Don’t think more about future, it brings "Fears"..
Live this moment with a smile, It brings "Cheers"!
Love doesn't ask, who you are, Love only say you are mine Love doesn’t ask, were are you from, love only say, you live in my heart, Love doesn’t ask, do you love me, love only say I LOVE U
Love is like a cloud. Love is like a dream. Love is 1 word and everything in between. love is a fairytale come true. Coz I found love when I found U.
I don't regret the things I have done and the things I didn't do. I must have done something good that's why I ended up with an angel like you.
God picked up a flower and dipped it in dew, touched it lovingly, which turned into you and then he gifted it to me saying this angel is for you.
Walk with me when you need company, hold my hand when you feel lonely, come to me when you need someone to lean on, and because I'm the one you can always depend upon!
The day is beautiful and you are too, I need to say I love you and you know, the more I learn in my heart that you are mine, the more I feel blessed
Good days come often, Bad Days come too. But the best days only come when I'm with you...
Hold him/her to your heart who loves you, because you might wake up one day and realise that you have lost a diamond while you were busy collecting stones
Love isn't finding the perfect person, it is putting 'your' imperfections with 'his' together to make a perfect life!
Whenever i look at my palms, i always wonder which of those cute little cris - cross lines made me so lucky to have to you in my life?
Yeh raat itni tanha kyon hai, qismat se sab ko shikayat kyon hai, kabhi milo us khudha se toh poochna, jise pa nahi sakte usi se itni muhabat kyon hai?
Friday, April 4, 2008
Delhi … A Fashion struck City
“Ohh…what a pretty dress… must be one of the renowned designer’s creations!”, oh my god, how many times have I heard people asking the same question and incidentally only in Delhi … just makes me wonder, is Delhi struck by the ‘fashion’ bug? Or …
The previous day, I was invited to this Delhi’s ‘Most happening’ party, which was to be attended by the ‘who’s who’ from the film fraternity, modeling industry, etc. Getting little excited and inquisitive to know, what happens at these parties, I was all set to go… BUT… what do I wear… after a lot of thought, I decide to keep it simple… a jeans and a T-Shirt is the best I could think of, since i have always believed in the fact...'Be comfortable in what you wear'
On reaching the venue, I was surprised to see all women and girls, totally decked up… i did make me feel little out of place... but now that i was there, didn't really care mch about the same.
The path they passed by, smelled of different kind of perfume fragrance, which the nostrils got habituated to, after walking a few steps on the perfumed path, few trying to walk straight in their stilettos and the others, walking fast towards the area, to avoid heat, that would kills the hours invested in painting their faces… few fighting with their partners on reaching late, few frowning, for… god only knows why!!
Once inside, all the women in the house, transformed to something that they pretended to be… ladylike! And men… chivalrous, to an extent that they stood near the door, to open it for those, who appealed to their eyes, smiling at every passing women, who very generously displayed their cleavage and inwardly feeling victorious to have had a glimpse of it!
The room was really done up well… awesome ambience, colour coordinated, if there were places that was not really well lei, women in bright clothes lit them up!
The host of the party was a dear friend of mine, hence he took the pain to take me around and get me introduced to people, from different walks of life, few renowned fashion designers, few aspiring designers, few celebrities, few models… and the list goes on… by the end of the introduction exercise, I was left wondering, if they would even remember, those they meet tonight or have they got use to just being cordial to whoever they came across? Must say, these parties are the best place to network!!
During the intro session, I found one thing that was common amongst all groups - clothes, accessories… and fashion… apart from bitching and gossiping!
Lady 1: That’s a nice bag… where did you get it from
Lady 2: This is from Bangkok… you know, you can never find a classy, upmarket bag in India
Lady 1: what are you talking? The previous day, I was in Khan Market and I saw a diamond studded bag for Rs. 60,000/-, can you believe, a beauty like that was so reasonably priced… I thought to myself, I have to have that bag… so I picked it you… now, I had to buy clothes matching my bag… and I really don’t wear anything that is not Branded… hence, i went to South Ex, Select City walk… bought miss sixty jeans, a halter top from******* (renowned designer) and… (the list went on…)
The minute she said, halter top, her finger pointed at the top she was wearing… I assume, this is the same top, she was talking about… pardon my expression, she was oversized for that top… she had love handles, if she let out a relieved sigh, her stomach might just burst out of the top… BUT, she had to wear it, even though it meant, holding on to her breath for hours together and going to the washroom from time to time, to ensure, the top is intact! Ahh, how can i miss this… the diamond studded bag she was talking about and the pain she took to buy clothes matching it, was equally horrendous…
There were many others who spent time, comparing their branded clothes with others… until; it was time for them to leave… they all kissed each other goodbye, ensuring, their cheeks never touched, or else, they might land, rubbing their paint (makeup - foundation, blush on.... etc...) on each other!
Overall, the night out was worth the pain taken… atleast it was entertaining…
This wasn’t the end of it… few days back; I planned to meet my friends at Khan Market (Delhi’s most happening market), where men, just drove around to sooth their eyes, watching women… We (my friends and I) planned to have lunch at Big Chill, where you are bound to wait for atleast 10 minutes, to get a table. Instead of walking around, we just chose to stand and wait for our turn to get a table. During the waiting time, I heard few girls (in their early twenties), who were shouting on top of their voices (behaving as if they are deprived of attention in their life), that got all of us to hear their conversation (you couldn’t have avoided it, they were really very loud)… and you guessed it right, the conversation was… Fashion…
Girl 1: Hey did you go for any of the fashion week shows?
Girl 2: Ofcouse yaar, I had all the passes, but chose to go for ****, ****, *** (names of all renowned designers. I even got a dress designed like the one in **** show… It is awesome…
Girl 3: Where did you get it stitched from?
Girl 2: From the same designer. You know na… I just can’t wear clothes, which are not designed by ****
And the conversation went on… and fortunately, we were saved from the further details, since it was time for us to chill at Big Chill…
All these things do make me wonder at times, if we all are becoming a victim of fashion… Will there be an end to it…Does it just sound cool to say ‘you should not wear, what is in fashion, but wear something, you are comfortable in’ even though, when it comes to application, they also exhibit the fashion victim syndrome’
The previous day, I was invited to this Delhi’s ‘Most happening’ party, which was to be attended by the ‘who’s who’ from the film fraternity, modeling industry, etc. Getting little excited and inquisitive to know, what happens at these parties, I was all set to go… BUT… what do I wear… after a lot of thought, I decide to keep it simple… a jeans and a T-Shirt is the best I could think of, since i have always believed in the fact...'Be comfortable in what you wear'
On reaching the venue, I was surprised to see all women and girls, totally decked up… i did make me feel little out of place... but now that i was there, didn't really care mch about the same.
The path they passed by, smelled of different kind of perfume fragrance, which the nostrils got habituated to, after walking a few steps on the perfumed path, few trying to walk straight in their stilettos and the others, walking fast towards the area, to avoid heat, that would kills the hours invested in painting their faces… few fighting with their partners on reaching late, few frowning, for… god only knows why!!
Once inside, all the women in the house, transformed to something that they pretended to be… ladylike! And men… chivalrous, to an extent that they stood near the door, to open it for those, who appealed to their eyes, smiling at every passing women, who very generously displayed their cleavage and inwardly feeling victorious to have had a glimpse of it!
The room was really done up well… awesome ambience, colour coordinated, if there were places that was not really well lei, women in bright clothes lit them up!
The host of the party was a dear friend of mine, hence he took the pain to take me around and get me introduced to people, from different walks of life, few renowned fashion designers, few aspiring designers, few celebrities, few models… and the list goes on… by the end of the introduction exercise, I was left wondering, if they would even remember, those they meet tonight or have they got use to just being cordial to whoever they came across? Must say, these parties are the best place to network!!
During the intro session, I found one thing that was common amongst all groups - clothes, accessories… and fashion… apart from bitching and gossiping!
Lady 1: That’s a nice bag… where did you get it from
Lady 2: This is from Bangkok… you know, you can never find a classy, upmarket bag in India
Lady 1: what are you talking? The previous day, I was in Khan Market and I saw a diamond studded bag for Rs. 60,000/-, can you believe, a beauty like that was so reasonably priced… I thought to myself, I have to have that bag… so I picked it you… now, I had to buy clothes matching my bag… and I really don’t wear anything that is not Branded… hence, i went to South Ex, Select City walk… bought miss sixty jeans, a halter top from******* (renowned designer) and… (the list went on…)
The minute she said, halter top, her finger pointed at the top she was wearing… I assume, this is the same top, she was talking about… pardon my expression, she was oversized for that top… she had love handles, if she let out a relieved sigh, her stomach might just burst out of the top… BUT, she had to wear it, even though it meant, holding on to her breath for hours together and going to the washroom from time to time, to ensure, the top is intact! Ahh, how can i miss this… the diamond studded bag she was talking about and the pain she took to buy clothes matching it, was equally horrendous…
There were many others who spent time, comparing their branded clothes with others… until; it was time for them to leave… they all kissed each other goodbye, ensuring, their cheeks never touched, or else, they might land, rubbing their paint (makeup - foundation, blush on.... etc...) on each other!
Overall, the night out was worth the pain taken… atleast it was entertaining…
This wasn’t the end of it… few days back; I planned to meet my friends at Khan Market (Delhi’s most happening market), where men, just drove around to sooth their eyes, watching women… We (my friends and I) planned to have lunch at Big Chill, where you are bound to wait for atleast 10 minutes, to get a table. Instead of walking around, we just chose to stand and wait for our turn to get a table. During the waiting time, I heard few girls (in their early twenties), who were shouting on top of their voices (behaving as if they are deprived of attention in their life), that got all of us to hear their conversation (you couldn’t have avoided it, they were really very loud)… and you guessed it right, the conversation was… Fashion…
Girl 1: Hey did you go for any of the fashion week shows?
Girl 2: Ofcouse yaar, I had all the passes, but chose to go for ****, ****, *** (names of all renowned designers. I even got a dress designed like the one in **** show… It is awesome…
Girl 3: Where did you get it stitched from?
Girl 2: From the same designer. You know na… I just can’t wear clothes, which are not designed by ****
And the conversation went on… and fortunately, we were saved from the further details, since it was time for us to chill at Big Chill…
All these things do make me wonder at times, if we all are becoming a victim of fashion… Will there be an end to it…Does it just sound cool to say ‘you should not wear, what is in fashion, but wear something, you are comfortable in’ even though, when it comes to application, they also exhibit the fashion victim syndrome’
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Death of ‘Privacy’!
A famous saying – ‘Patience pays’ and ‘being patient will yield fruitful results’, were just saying… they are nice to hear and say such things… but how many of us really believe in them?
After many days of testing my patience and trying to practice what I preach… today I decided to just vent my frustration by penning it down and making it public… Yes, after going through a vigorous round of ‘patience testing’ program, I confess – I GIVE UP
Ok, now its time for me to reason it out, why I decided to give up…
Over a period of time, there have been many instances, which I have been trying to ignore, assuming, time will change and sense will surely prevail on mankind. BUT, I have been proved wrong time and again… Time is no healer, neither has it changed!
I know am cribbing big time, but I surely have instances, that might help me prove my above statements, ease me of my frustration and help spread the message (Which will be listed post the culmination of my cribbing session). Of and on, I have been faced with weird (in true sense) situation, which can’t be ignored; even ‘the indifference attitude towards such situations’ after a point seems painful!
Instance 1: Macho Men – Brainless, lack of intelligence personified…
The previous day, I was introduced to a so called ‘Cute Guy’ by my friends. Must admit, he had one of the most mesmerizing eyes I’ve ever seen, a smile that can make thousand hearts melt, BUT, the man could not keep a conversation going, leave alone initiating an intelligent one! (Pardon my expression and please do not get me wrong, I am not saying, I am the most intelligent one here, but this man really made me feel, that am blessed with intelligence, atleast the ability to make a conversation and keep it going).
Giving the man, the benefit of doubt and assuming the man is an introvert, I took the lead in trying to break the ice with my non – stop verbal diarrhea (I have been told, I speak a lot, which I still don’t accept – Courtesy: my friends who have tolerated my ‘this’ disorder for quite sometime now), I praised him about his ‘heart melting’ smile. He blushed and blushed for a min or two and then again blushed… Being me and diligently keeping up my brand equity of being a ‘Muphat’, I ask him to stop blushing and say thanks!! Noticing the colour of his face change, I lightened the mood by saying… ‘Oh! I said that because, your smile just makes me look for reason to make to smile even more’ (Oh my god, I felt really proud of myself for saying that then, but later I repented even more for saying that)
Ok, post that, I realized I was the one conversing, infact a monologue… where he just enlightened me, with his much practiced ‘smile for the day’, until, I got irritated and asked “Do you only smile or do you speak also” (This time, I made no efforts to manipulate my statement to something that might appeal to his ears), but I did manage to make him speak, least I knew, I would be hearing the words that Aishwarya Rai uttered on being asked to say something by Anil Kapoor – “Kya Boloon”. Ahh haa… anyhow, I was more than happy to do the talking for a while, until realization prevailed in me that I was talking to a person, who really didn’t have any sense of humour… That was the time to end the meeting and part ways!
God.. where are the guys with brains??? Or are all men like this???
Instance 2: Fat women, can never mind their own business
Being a health freak, I religiously go to my gym, which is a place where you encounter different kinds of people…of different sizes!
This fat lady, who likes coming to the gym very regularly, has something really different about her. She was always decked up, made sure, she visited the rest room after every 20 odd minutes to refresh her makeup, passed smiles at every guy who passed her, made sure she is on a machine that is close to the entrance door (even though she had to wait for half an hour to get it, which meant, she gets to spend more time at the gym = smile at more men) and worked out as if she was doing a favour to the machine by climbing on it… Oh how much I hate it, when she blocks the machine during her ‘make – up refreshing’ sessions
Here comes what I hated the most about her… She had an uncanny habit of commenting on girls/women. Maybe she was too self conscious and commenting on others gave her some sadistic pleasure
Here I again went through another ‘Patience Test’. Every time I bumped into her, she would ask me ‘why do you need to come to the gym’ or ‘how do you manage to stay thin’ or ‘why do you have to do cardio’ or the classiest of all, pinching her love handles, she would ask, ‘how do I lose the fat?’ before I could address the question, she would voluntarily say ‘I can’t stay off sweets. I need to eat atleast 5 chocolates everyday’. Initially I thought, she was genuinely asking me for an advice (not that am a health consultant, but having been proud of losing the extra pounds I had put on and then to have lost them, I admit, I do boast about my determination to lose weight and get back in shape) but, on being asked the same set of questions time and again, one day I decided to snap back… “Why don’t you try concentrating on yourself than been bothered about what others are upto”. I really thought that would be the end of her inquisitiveness about me… BUT I was really wrong… The next day, she came up asking the same thing – ‘BTW, why do you have to do cardio for 25 minutes???’
That was it… She was really incorrigible… I decided to just give her the most disgusted look, every time our eyes met at the gym
Incident 3: Marriage, a bride/groom hunting ground
This one is classic… the previous day, I went for a very close friends wedding, which was buzzing with people... Aunties complimenting each other on their horrendous gold ornament and overloaded makeup, which did try conceal their wrinkles, but gave it away when they blushed!
One thing I love about marriages, you get to meet friends, with those, you have lost contacts unintentionally and then get to know, they are happily married… That’s whan it hits you - Omigawd…Almost all my friends are married now or getting married…
In the midst of the celebration, when I was for a change relishing my food alone (since am single and love my freedom) and my friends getting mushy with their husbands and feeding them food, this women from nowhere came upto me (maybe she figured, am single or maybe my boyfriend/fiancé/husband was too busy to come…)
Women: are you the bride’s friend or the grooms?
Me: (thought very provoked to say – I just came in decked up for free food, but thought sarcasm might suit my attire that day, I said): Grooms!
Women: (with a wide smile): Ahh… what a coincidence, am also the groom’s side. BTW, I really like your saree
Giving her a pleasant smile…and Inwardly thinking – whats coincidence in it, many amongst those present here are from either sides… nhow…
Women: (after giving me almost ten smile and framing the next question in her mind, shoots): Are you married?
I almost choked hearing that! For a moment I felt, maybe I am looking too matured in a saree, but then though of asking her why would she ask me that, out of the blue
Women: Naah… The reason I asked you that, because, we are looking for a girl for my brother – in – law, thought, if you would be interested in meeting him. BTW, are you working? Do you stay with your parents? How old are you? Where do you stay…. (And many more questions)
I was totally taken aback… I was speechless for a bit (It really takes a lot to render me speechless). I just felt like snubbing her… but, decided to respect her age and just ignore what she said… so I kept quiet
Women: So, should I call him here. You can speak with him, get to know him and then we will meet your parents. I also got married like this and now am happily married with two kids.
That was it… given a chance, she might just buy some time from the pundit, getting my friends married, and get me married to her brother – in – law… I then decided to show her my true colours…
Me: What makes you think, am here to get myself married to some unknown man?
Women: (sensing my irritation): Nahin Nahin, you tho getting angry. I meant to say…
Before she could finish, I excused myself, which was, I think, answered her questions!
Even though I know, it was rude on my part to walk off on someone, but though that was the best way to save her from my crude answer! When I told this to my friends they just went hysterical and as usual asked me to find a guy for myself and save myself from such situations…
This is when is really started thinking… why is that people can’t mind their own business? Is it so difficult to leave others alone…??? Or is it the new pastime and I am ignorant about it?? Can’t single women in Delhi be left alone? Why is that, there is a need of a man at such occasions, to save you from such things?
But, honestly… why can’t we believe in – live your life and let others live theirs!!!
After many days of testing my patience and trying to practice what I preach… today I decided to just vent my frustration by penning it down and making it public… Yes, after going through a vigorous round of ‘patience testing’ program, I confess – I GIVE UP
Ok, now its time for me to reason it out, why I decided to give up…
Over a period of time, there have been many instances, which I have been trying to ignore, assuming, time will change and sense will surely prevail on mankind. BUT, I have been proved wrong time and again… Time is no healer, neither has it changed!
I know am cribbing big time, but I surely have instances, that might help me prove my above statements, ease me of my frustration and help spread the message (Which will be listed post the culmination of my cribbing session). Of and on, I have been faced with weird (in true sense) situation, which can’t be ignored; even ‘the indifference attitude towards such situations’ after a point seems painful!
Instance 1: Macho Men – Brainless, lack of intelligence personified…
The previous day, I was introduced to a so called ‘Cute Guy’ by my friends. Must admit, he had one of the most mesmerizing eyes I’ve ever seen, a smile that can make thousand hearts melt, BUT, the man could not keep a conversation going, leave alone initiating an intelligent one! (Pardon my expression and please do not get me wrong, I am not saying, I am the most intelligent one here, but this man really made me feel, that am blessed with intelligence, atleast the ability to make a conversation and keep it going).
Giving the man, the benefit of doubt and assuming the man is an introvert, I took the lead in trying to break the ice with my non – stop verbal diarrhea (I have been told, I speak a lot, which I still don’t accept – Courtesy: my friends who have tolerated my ‘this’ disorder for quite sometime now), I praised him about his ‘heart melting’ smile. He blushed and blushed for a min or two and then again blushed… Being me and diligently keeping up my brand equity of being a ‘Muphat’, I ask him to stop blushing and say thanks!! Noticing the colour of his face change, I lightened the mood by saying… ‘Oh! I said that because, your smile just makes me look for reason to make to smile even more’ (Oh my god, I felt really proud of myself for saying that then, but later I repented even more for saying that)
Ok, post that, I realized I was the one conversing, infact a monologue… where he just enlightened me, with his much practiced ‘smile for the day’, until, I got irritated and asked “Do you only smile or do you speak also” (This time, I made no efforts to manipulate my statement to something that might appeal to his ears), but I did manage to make him speak, least I knew, I would be hearing the words that Aishwarya Rai uttered on being asked to say something by Anil Kapoor – “Kya Boloon”. Ahh haa… anyhow, I was more than happy to do the talking for a while, until realization prevailed in me that I was talking to a person, who really didn’t have any sense of humour… That was the time to end the meeting and part ways!
God.. where are the guys with brains??? Or are all men like this???
Instance 2: Fat women, can never mind their own business
Being a health freak, I religiously go to my gym, which is a place where you encounter different kinds of people…of different sizes!
This fat lady, who likes coming to the gym very regularly, has something really different about her. She was always decked up, made sure, she visited the rest room after every 20 odd minutes to refresh her makeup, passed smiles at every guy who passed her, made sure she is on a machine that is close to the entrance door (even though she had to wait for half an hour to get it, which meant, she gets to spend more time at the gym = smile at more men) and worked out as if she was doing a favour to the machine by climbing on it… Oh how much I hate it, when she blocks the machine during her ‘make – up refreshing’ sessions
Here comes what I hated the most about her… She had an uncanny habit of commenting on girls/women. Maybe she was too self conscious and commenting on others gave her some sadistic pleasure
Here I again went through another ‘Patience Test’. Every time I bumped into her, she would ask me ‘why do you need to come to the gym’ or ‘how do you manage to stay thin’ or ‘why do you have to do cardio’ or the classiest of all, pinching her love handles, she would ask, ‘how do I lose the fat?’ before I could address the question, she would voluntarily say ‘I can’t stay off sweets. I need to eat atleast 5 chocolates everyday’. Initially I thought, she was genuinely asking me for an advice (not that am a health consultant, but having been proud of losing the extra pounds I had put on and then to have lost them, I admit, I do boast about my determination to lose weight and get back in shape) but, on being asked the same set of questions time and again, one day I decided to snap back… “Why don’t you try concentrating on yourself than been bothered about what others are upto”. I really thought that would be the end of her inquisitiveness about me… BUT I was really wrong… The next day, she came up asking the same thing – ‘BTW, why do you have to do cardio for 25 minutes???’
That was it… She was really incorrigible… I decided to just give her the most disgusted look, every time our eyes met at the gym
Incident 3: Marriage, a bride/groom hunting ground
This one is classic… the previous day, I went for a very close friends wedding, which was buzzing with people... Aunties complimenting each other on their horrendous gold ornament and overloaded makeup, which did try conceal their wrinkles, but gave it away when they blushed!
One thing I love about marriages, you get to meet friends, with those, you have lost contacts unintentionally and then get to know, they are happily married… That’s whan it hits you - Omigawd…Almost all my friends are married now or getting married…
In the midst of the celebration, when I was for a change relishing my food alone (since am single and love my freedom) and my friends getting mushy with their husbands and feeding them food, this women from nowhere came upto me (maybe she figured, am single or maybe my boyfriend/fiancé/husband was too busy to come…)
Women: are you the bride’s friend or the grooms?
Me: (thought very provoked to say – I just came in decked up for free food, but thought sarcasm might suit my attire that day, I said): Grooms!
Women: (with a wide smile): Ahh… what a coincidence, am also the groom’s side. BTW, I really like your saree
Giving her a pleasant smile…and Inwardly thinking – whats coincidence in it, many amongst those present here are from either sides… nhow…
Women: (after giving me almost ten smile and framing the next question in her mind, shoots): Are you married?
I almost choked hearing that! For a moment I felt, maybe I am looking too matured in a saree, but then though of asking her why would she ask me that, out of the blue
Women: Naah… The reason I asked you that, because, we are looking for a girl for my brother – in – law, thought, if you would be interested in meeting him. BTW, are you working? Do you stay with your parents? How old are you? Where do you stay…. (And many more questions)
I was totally taken aback… I was speechless for a bit (It really takes a lot to render me speechless). I just felt like snubbing her… but, decided to respect her age and just ignore what she said… so I kept quiet
Women: So, should I call him here. You can speak with him, get to know him and then we will meet your parents. I also got married like this and now am happily married with two kids.
That was it… given a chance, she might just buy some time from the pundit, getting my friends married, and get me married to her brother – in – law… I then decided to show her my true colours…
Me: What makes you think, am here to get myself married to some unknown man?
Women: (sensing my irritation): Nahin Nahin, you tho getting angry. I meant to say…
Before she could finish, I excused myself, which was, I think, answered her questions!
Even though I know, it was rude on my part to walk off on someone, but though that was the best way to save her from my crude answer! When I told this to my friends they just went hysterical and as usual asked me to find a guy for myself and save myself from such situations…
This is when is really started thinking… why is that people can’t mind their own business? Is it so difficult to leave others alone…??? Or is it the new pastime and I am ignorant about it?? Can’t single women in Delhi be left alone? Why is that, there is a need of a man at such occasions, to save you from such things?
But, honestly… why can’t we believe in – live your life and let others live theirs!!!
Saturday, January 12, 2008
So… What did you do for new years???
With us in the ‘Happy 2008’ year, here is wishing you all a very happy new year!
I am back again with yet another thought that has been playing on my mind, i.e., the question of the year – ‘So, what did you do this new year???’
Every person I came across had this question to ask, with a very inquisitive expression. Maybe they were expecting the same cliché answer from me… ‘Oh! I went for this PARTY…’
But somehow, I disappointed all those who did ask me this question, because this new year, I just went to a calm place, popular for being a coffee joint, where I could hear myself speak and ofcourse, for a change I did give a chance to my friends to speak and heard them too J
In my far younger days, I remember my parents telling me, if you study on the first day of the year, you will be motivated to study the whole year… That time I use to wonder, people who chose to sleep on the 01st day of the year… do they get to sleep the maximum???
After being asked the same question time and again, and the same getting on to my nerves, I started to think…What’s so new about this year?? Isn’t it going to exactly the same as what it was last year or the year before... Ya ya, I am not ignorant about the leap year concept, ya ya… another day added this year, another day of work and another day to party… which we anyhow do, even though we don’t get an extra day in the year!
BUT AGAIN, the question on my mind is, “why is there so much hue and cry about partying on New Year’s Eve? How is it different from other days? AND WHY DO ALL THE PUBS CHARGE AN EXORBANT AMOUNT ON NEW YEAR’S EVE?” Maybe, its “Classy” and “Up market” to say, “Hey, I tho am going….., oh, you aren’t invited there”
Ok, I do accept I did succumb to my friend’s enthusiasm of looking for a good place to party; hence I did get involved in helping them find a place to shake their legs. But, down within, I was keen in going to a quiet fine dining place and spend the new years in peace, instead of displaying my dancing skills at a place, where we would be pushing people around to even stand straight! Anyhow, my wish did come true, when we failed to reach any party place, thanks to the manic public rush on the road, resulting in traffic jams. How I loved traffic jams that day!
Another reason, why I didn’t want to go partying was, I, along with few friends, were leaving for Jim Corbett early next day and I really didn’t feel like staying up late, knowing the fact, I HATE early morning travel and a sleepless night would make the next day look even longer, so, I wanted to be fresh in the morning to hit the road!
The trip was awesome, refreshing! Just made me further believe in the fact – You learn something everyday!
Post my return, who ever I came across just had one question to ask - ‘So, where did you go for new years?’ Just like the question ‘So, what you planning for new years’ was getting on to my nerves, this question was an icing to the misery! And, since the rule of courtesy demands, you ask them back the question that they have asked you, primarily, when you know, they want to tell you, what they really did! (Trust me; your expressions do give you away)
The previous day, I came across a group of college kids, who were my friend’s sister’s friends (phew…), who seemed totally ecstatic about what they did for new years! Maybe, that was the ‘in’ thing, to party on new years and then brag about it!
And, then came the million dollar question… but this time, the question wasn’t asked to me… they chose to talk amongst themselves. Since my friend and myself were mere spectators there (The age factor was what that kept us off from participating in the conversation), it was fun, analyzing the excitement in their voice!
So, Ruchika*, what did you do for new years? Asked Tanmana*
Ruchika: I and Piyu* were invited to this farm house party at Chattarpur, which was rocking. And the best part was, entry was restricted to invitees only! What about you?
I could sense the tone of excitement, when she deliberately stressed on ‘only’
Tanmana: Oh, that’s nice… I went to a disc (Refraining from mentioning the name), with a group of friends and it was so claustrophobic that we had to leave soon after… Then the New Year was spent hunting for a place to party but as usual, got stuck in a traffic jam. We got back home by 2:00 a.m.
Ruchika: (Genuinely feeling bad for her friend) Oh… that’s bad… next time… this year end, you come along with us and we’ll ensure, you don’t end up spending your new year’s in the car!
Then the dreadful question was directed to me… J And I had a very dry answer to give!
Ok now… it was time for us to leave the kids alone and get generous enough to give them their space and feel ecstatic about having partied
Even though, we are almost half way through January 2008, I still do come across this question and me being me… answer them with enough excitement in what I do, though I know, they weren’t expecting such a boring answer, tweaked to match the same excitement as theirs!!!
I am back again with yet another thought that has been playing on my mind, i.e., the question of the year – ‘So, what did you do this new year???’
Every person I came across had this question to ask, with a very inquisitive expression. Maybe they were expecting the same cliché answer from me… ‘Oh! I went for this PARTY…’
But somehow, I disappointed all those who did ask me this question, because this new year, I just went to a calm place, popular for being a coffee joint, where I could hear myself speak and ofcourse, for a change I did give a chance to my friends to speak and heard them too J
In my far younger days, I remember my parents telling me, if you study on the first day of the year, you will be motivated to study the whole year… That time I use to wonder, people who chose to sleep on the 01st day of the year… do they get to sleep the maximum???
After being asked the same question time and again, and the same getting on to my nerves, I started to think…What’s so new about this year?? Isn’t it going to exactly the same as what it was last year or the year before... Ya ya, I am not ignorant about the leap year concept, ya ya… another day added this year, another day of work and another day to party… which we anyhow do, even though we don’t get an extra day in the year!
BUT AGAIN, the question on my mind is, “why is there so much hue and cry about partying on New Year’s Eve? How is it different from other days? AND WHY DO ALL THE PUBS CHARGE AN EXORBANT AMOUNT ON NEW YEAR’S EVE?” Maybe, its “Classy” and “Up market” to say, “Hey, I tho am going….., oh, you aren’t invited there”
Ok, I do accept I did succumb to my friend’s enthusiasm of looking for a good place to party; hence I did get involved in helping them find a place to shake their legs. But, down within, I was keen in going to a quiet fine dining place and spend the new years in peace, instead of displaying my dancing skills at a place, where we would be pushing people around to even stand straight! Anyhow, my wish did come true, when we failed to reach any party place, thanks to the manic public rush on the road, resulting in traffic jams. How I loved traffic jams that day!
Another reason, why I didn’t want to go partying was, I, along with few friends, were leaving for Jim Corbett early next day and I really didn’t feel like staying up late, knowing the fact, I HATE early morning travel and a sleepless night would make the next day look even longer, so, I wanted to be fresh in the morning to hit the road!
The trip was awesome, refreshing! Just made me further believe in the fact – You learn something everyday!
Post my return, who ever I came across just had one question to ask - ‘So, where did you go for new years?’ Just like the question ‘So, what you planning for new years’ was getting on to my nerves, this question was an icing to the misery! And, since the rule of courtesy demands, you ask them back the question that they have asked you, primarily, when you know, they want to tell you, what they really did! (Trust me; your expressions do give you away)
The previous day, I came across a group of college kids, who were my friend’s sister’s friends (phew…), who seemed totally ecstatic about what they did for new years! Maybe, that was the ‘in’ thing, to party on new years and then brag about it!
And, then came the million dollar question… but this time, the question wasn’t asked to me… they chose to talk amongst themselves. Since my friend and myself were mere spectators there (The age factor was what that kept us off from participating in the conversation), it was fun, analyzing the excitement in their voice!
So, Ruchika*, what did you do for new years? Asked Tanmana*
Ruchika: I and Piyu* were invited to this farm house party at Chattarpur, which was rocking. And the best part was, entry was restricted to invitees only! What about you?
I could sense the tone of excitement, when she deliberately stressed on ‘only’
Tanmana: Oh, that’s nice… I went to a disc (Refraining from mentioning the name), with a group of friends and it was so claustrophobic that we had to leave soon after… Then the New Year was spent hunting for a place to party but as usual, got stuck in a traffic jam. We got back home by 2:00 a.m.
Ruchika: (Genuinely feeling bad for her friend) Oh… that’s bad… next time… this year end, you come along with us and we’ll ensure, you don’t end up spending your new year’s in the car!
Then the dreadful question was directed to me… J And I had a very dry answer to give!
Ok now… it was time for us to leave the kids alone and get generous enough to give them their space and feel ecstatic about having partied
Even though, we are almost half way through January 2008, I still do come across this question and me being me… answer them with enough excitement in what I do, though I know, they weren’t expecting such a boring answer, tweaked to match the same excitement as theirs!!!
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