Sunday, January 30, 2011

What Do You See?

Sleep has eluded me in spite of much tossing and turning...and I am up at 4:30 in the morning and logged in, wondering what's making me so restless...

Out of the many thoughts that were running helter-skelter in my head, I was able to bait one and drag it seemed to have been one of the questions I answered on the blog recently..."What do you see when you look in the mirror?"...I think this question interests and intrigues me at the same time...maybe, it was a question I would have asked someone over a coffee and chat...or as a part of my Rapid fire questioning...(I'm a curious person and keeps asking questions. It's my way of getting to know about people I guess!)...

I know that I have answered this question then it's your turn now...yup, it's you I'm talking about...What do you see when you look in the mirror? So there's something for you to ponder over this Sunday...

Hoping to hear from you soon...

Until then

The Sleepless One

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Holy Cow....Yet Another Award!

I didn't realize that I hadn't blogged for quite some time until today...the past few days were really really busy and I haven't got a chance to visit a lot of you...which is a situation I am planning to rectify with immediate effect...and before I sign off, let me do some bragging...guess who got another, me, me...

'Holy Cow!' was the first thing I said while I sensed a smile spreading across my face....Asian Angel has awarded me the Life is Good Award and I have no words to express my gratitude and thanks to her......and to everyone else for the love and friendship shared with me here. 

I see that this award also comes with rules but am thankful it's not random facts about me anymore..I tend to go blank every time I'm asked to share random things about myself...Thankfully, it's a survey this time....I'm not complaining....I'm not complaining at all...
So let's take a look at the rules now, shall we?

1. First, thank and link back to the person that gave the award: This I've done already, but I think I'd like throw in a couple of hugs in as thanks Asian Angel....and hugs too...

2. Answer the 10 survey questions: Sure...I've got'll find the answers below....

1.  If you blog anonymously, are you happy doing this?  If you aren't anonymous, do you wish you started out anonymously, so that you could be anonymous now? 

I had mentioned this earlier....this is not my first blog...when I started my first blog, in all earnestness and excitement of a new blogger, I had shared the link with most of the people I know...which later I realized put me in a spot...because I could never be ruthlessly honest about myself (believe me when I say I'm no angel) and about others... (they aren't angels either...ha!) So when I decided to blog again, I wanted to do it anonymously. And I prefer it staying that way. I'm so fanatical about keeping this blog anonymous that I have refused to share it even with my friends and family...except for Prince Charming and Winnie (my sister). Now THAT was a long answer but then I guess that explains it...

2.  Describe an incident that shows your inner stubborn side.  

Hmm...well...I do have streaks of stubbornness in me...and it makes itself present once in a while...I remember once, when Prince Charming was my best friend, he had promised me something which was quite important to me. When I got to know that he had broken his promise, I went to meet him and cut myself on my left forearm in front of him...just to show him that I was irritated with was kind of like a pay back or 'serves you right' kind of thing...which went completely place a little scratch (which was the original idea) there was a huge gash and there was blood everywhere...both of us freaked out at the blood and it took some time to figure what to do. Later, I got stitches put in....I regret being such an idiot but then everything happens for a reason...or so I yeah, there's the incident for you...

3.  What do you see when you really look at yourself in the mirror?  

Well...I see a very traditional looking Indian girl with views, thoughts and ideas which will leave anyone who chooses to look inside my head open mouthed. Also, what I see is a bespectacled nerd with a hidden sense of humor. And a dreamer mostly.

 4.  What is your favorite summer cold drink?

Iced Pepsi or Coca Cola.

5.  When you take time for yourself, what do you do?

Hmm....I go online and check updates on Facebook, check how many visitors I've had on my blog...write posts...and do some reading. Then, there's the regular cleaning, dusting, going to office, acting normal...reading, checking blog, talking with friends, acting normal so get the idea right?

6.  Is there something that you still want to accomplish in your life?

I want to finish my studies. I was studying to be a chartered accountant but have had to put studies on the back burner for some time due to a few personal reasons. I am left with the final level to clear but I haven't been able to get there.

I also want to be a published author some day. I don't how successful it's going to be...but I just want to have at least one book published. Some day, some day...I hope...sigh!!!
7.  When you attended school, were you the class clown, the class overachiever, the shy person, or always ditching?  

I was the shy person who turned into the clown only among close friends.
8.  If you close your eyes and want to visualize a very poignant moment in your life, what would you see? 

If by poignant moment, what is meant is a deeply affecting incident, it would be the time when my Grand mom passed away. I don't think I'm yet ready to believe it and in my mind, she's somewhere just out of my sight. That's the way I choose to believe.

9.  Is it easy for you to share your true self in your blog, or are you more comfortable writing posts about other people and events? 

I find it easier to share about myself and what happens in my life. I do write about other people or events but I think my first choice would be to write about myself.
10.  If you had the choice to sit down and read a book or talk on the phone, which would you do and why? 

I prefer reading a book because that's one thing that helps me takes me into a world where I can get lost with abandon...

3. Pass the award along to other bloggers whom you think are fantastic.

Here comes another difficult part...The way I do it is by choosing different people each time...somehow, in my mind, I call it 'fair play', yeah?  So here's the people I've passed on the award to this time:

4. Contact the bloggers you have chosen to let them know about the award

Done deal!!! 

Please go visit these bloggers because they are sure to make you smile, or even better, get a laugh out of you...and when you smile or laugh, Life does get good, don't you think?

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

I've Been Adopted!!!

Dear God,

I've been adopted...that's right...I've been adopted by a little black puppy who's sleeping at my feet right now...and I have a feeling I'm in for trouble!

I know it sounds strange but here's a recap of what happened. When I reached back home after shift today (rather tonight), I saw a little stray pup waiting at the gate of my apartment looking cold and scared. As soon as he (I'm not sure if it's a he yet!) saw me, he wagged his tail and looked at me as though we were long lost friends. As I got inside the building, he nudged his way through the gate...normally, it ends at that...I mean...I've met other pups who crawl into the parking area at night and make themselves comfortable inside the rugs piled in the corner. A few of them say a hello with a wag of their tails before something else interests them and they are off to explore it. Some of the more fearless ones prance around but never escort me all the way to my house is on the second floor...

But this guy did just that...and more...He followed me to my apartment door and in the time I took to get inside and get him a saucer of milk, he made himself at home...on my carpet. I tried taking him outside and placing the saucer before him, but he wouldn't have that...he came right back in and curled on the carpet...Since I was the only one standing outside...I decided it would be better to get in rather than be transformed into a snowman waiting for him to come join me...

Once I came in and locked the door, the guy, confident that he was safe started exploring the home. Any minute I stepped out of his sight was spent whining and whimpering...I  tried pleading, begging and admonishing but apparently, he had already decided that he's above all that. Finally, as the last resort, I stayed with him until I was sure that he's asleep...and right now...he's fast asleep lying at my feet...oblivious of the worry that's gnawing into me. 

I know that having any pet is off limits for me because 

a) We live in an apartment and having a dog doesn't seem to be a feasible option.

b) Our frequent traveling to and from our hometown is definitely not going to help the case.

c.) My work schedule is so hectic that I hardly get any time for myself, let alone to take care of a pet.

And then comes the most important do I convince Prince Charming that it wasn't I who adopted him..but rather it was the other way round!!! On one hand I know that having this guy at home is not possible while on the other hand, I'm already thinking up names for him.

I've no idea what to do, and since I didn't have the heart to put him outside my door, he's still sleeping here at my feet, probably dreaming of his mother because I can hear him trying to suckle in his sleep. I feel bad for him but know that that's not going to help...I also know that me trying to take care of him is pointless because I am going home in another two days. 

The only thing I know now is that I'd be able to keep him home until morning...after that, what happens is something I'm clueless about. So then, the few precious hours I have him here...I'll call him Rufus, and call him mine...and then when sun comes to visit, I'll take him back to his Mommy, and if I can't find her...hand him over to someone who'll be able to take care of him.

Signing off

The Adopted One

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Six Word Sunday : A Trip To The Sister's

Here's the six words for the day...

At Sister's, Chat, Cooking, Fun, Happy...

Yup...that sums it up....Happy Sunday everyone....!

Friday, January 14, 2011

Stylish....Who Me???

Friends, Bloggers, Country Men ( And Women...ahem...of Blogger Land of course!)...Here's a bit of surprising news....I've been bestowed with the Stylish Blogger Award by The Enigmatic, Masked Blogger. Thank You times three, Enigmatic, Masked Blogger. I'm thrilled and amazed and has apparently landed on Cloud Nine.

 In the real world, I wouldn't exactly be the first person to pop into your mind when you heard 'Stylish' , but then I guess I don't quite mind being diva-esque in the virtual world and throw some kisses in the air. Now, though I'd like to go on and on and on some more about this Diva thing, I think it would be better to accept the award gracefully, follow the rules and pass it without further ado, here we go...

 In order to accept this award, I have to

 1. Thank and link back to the person who gave this award to you - Check

 2. Share 7 things about yourself - Oh Dear, here we go again...

Hmm, it's not getting any easier, I tell little things, seven little things....c'mon's just seven things...okay, here's one...

a.) I enjoy rains a lot. So much that while back in college, I'd never carry an umbrella with me during the monsoons. I like to walk in the drizzle...and I like to watch when it rains. I like how the sky is overcast and the weather is cool when it rains. I think of it as romantic in some way.

b.) There was this one time when I wrote something snide about someone into a chat window and sent it...only to realize that in a fit of anger, I had sent the message to the person I had written it about.

c.) As a kid, I used to hate Maths. I sucked at the subject and had no hopes of ever being the next Newton. Anything to do with numbers gave me a panic attack. I enjoy playing Sudoku now.

d.) I'm a huge fan of Animation and cartoon movies. Shrek, Beauty and the Beast and Cinderella are my all time favorites.

e.) I used to attend violin classes for 4 years until one day I impulsively quit out of stubbornness, or rather pigheadedness.

f.) I cannot really say a 'No' most of the time...even to door to door sales people. I have been trying to get over this weakness for some time and have had sporadic success so far.

g.) I kept telling Prince Charming that I've got a crush on Hugh Jackman just to get him all worked up, and now have ended up officially having a huge crush on him.

So now that I'm done with sharing 7 random facts about me, let's move on to the next rule.

3. Award 15 recently discovered great bloggers - Not really easy but easier than the previous here are my set of Stylish Bloggers...

Runaway Bride at Chronicles of an Arranged Indian Marriage

Dani at Fading Margins

I feel 15 was too small a number and wish I could give to a few more people...but then, rules are rules, right? So Congratulations, guys...!

Now why don't you all go over and meet these awesome bloggers...go on, don't be shy... 

4. Contact these bloggers and tell them about the award - Check

Thanks to my traitor system, it has taken me a long, loooong time to inform every one about the award, but I've finally managed to inform most of case you didn't get my message, I apologize...

It's almost Friday, and it's a three day weekend for me...amn't I pleased or til the next time...

Signing off...


Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Baby Talks

Hello people….okay….here’s the news…I’ve officially got a mini celebrity at home since last one week….He’s super duper cute and is quite a charmer who has wound us all around his little finger quite effortlessly. This guy’s definitely topped my ‘All time favorite’ chart and is giving Rob Pattinson a run for his money…

And to answer your questions….it’s my ten months old nephew I’m talking about. My sister in law and hubby is visiting us and my nephew, Happy Baby is keeping me thoroughly engaged and entertained. And since he’s the ‘guy in demand’, I asked him if he’d do an interview for my blog, and being the li’l gentleman he is, he graciously agreed.

Now, I understand that his language might a little difficult to understand…so I’ve taken the liberty of translating it for all of you…so then, without further delay, let's move on to the excerpt…

Me: Welcome to M&C and thank you for your time, Happy Baby… as your name suggests, you are mostly a happy, smiling baby. With days as eventful and active as yours, it might not be an easy thing…so how do you manage to be so happy and smiling all the time…

His answer was something that sounded like this: “Taaat taaat taat….bbrrrr……gaaagaaaaaaa……taaaaat…..mmmmmmm”

And the translation…”It’s not at all difficult really…I mean, I am happy when I meet someone I like, I’m happy if you take me out, I’m happy if I see bubbles blown…and I’m happy when I play…so being happy is not really rocket science…all it takes is a willingness to be happy…”

…Once done with his answer, he looked at me and rolled his eyes for a good measure as though to say…”really, didn’t you know that already?”

Choosing to ignore that, I pressed on…

Me: “Wow…that’s incredible…does it ever get boring for you…I mean do you ever end up having nothing to do on some days, Happy Baby?

The answer came with a big grin and went “Ggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaa…..taaat….taaaat….taaat….unnnnnhhhhhh….aaaaaaa…..aaaaa…..”…

Translation: Are you kidding me? The whole place is a play ground for me…I’m fairly new here and everything is a wonder. Even my fingers and toes amaze me…they wriggle, you know that? I am surprised when I see something new…sometimes I tend to get scared too, but mostly I’m surprised. I have a sense of wonder that helps keep me entertained… …I invent fun games, I go exploring rooms… I can occupy myself with things as small as a thread or a piece of cotton.I guess having an imagination helps!

Me: I see...great observation. Now, how do you make sure people take you seriously...don't get me's just that communication can get a tad bit complicated, don't you feel?

Happy Baby didn't give me an answer to that immediately...instead, he just looked away and cried...until his Mommy came and scooped him up and took him away to feed him...once he was full, he was smiling again, and was back to answer my questions...

"Taaat, taaat, aaaaaa.........mmmmm.......brrrrrr....", he told me with a mischievous smile pasted on his face.

Translation: "You see how it's done? It's simple...I am what you'd call forthright...If I don't like something, I cry...or don't bother playing with it again...if I like, I smile, and don't really make a fuss. I like to keep things uncomplicated; you see...I cannot really act happy when I'm sad, sad when I'm angry and angry when I'm happy. I've seen a few of the so called 'adults' do that...and frankly, I don't get it."

 Me: Yeah, we well....ahem, tend to do that...some times. Back to you, so how does the future look for you....must be real exciting, isn't it?

At this, Happy Baby gave me a quizzical though I was a total nut...and then with an exasperated sigh went on to explain that...."bwwaaaaabaaa......baaabaaaa.....gggggga....mmm....bbaaabb baaabb"

Translated, it meant "who cares what the future is all about? I'm living one day at a time, and I'm enjoying that. I don't think I want to start worrying about what would happen to me twenty years from now...I think I'm happy living in the 'Now' rather than worry about the 'Tomorrow'. I don't want to walk around with the frowning, stressed look all of you grown ups way!”

Ouch...that hurt...well, I knew he had a point and chose not to argue...Before he could go on and on about the topic, I flung the next question at him…

Me: That’s a great outlook…so Happy Baby, why don’t you tell me how a regular day looks for you?

At this, he looked thoughtful for a minute and then went… 


Translation: Well…every day is a busy one for me...from the moment I wake up to the time I sleep, there’s so much to learn. I got to learn to walk, to use my fingers to grasp things, try and learn how to talk…I am getting better at that one now…I see and hear new things every day…I enjoy tasting things, a few without Mommy’s permission of course…and I like to hold things and play with them…yeah, I’m learning a lot…”and he gave me another one of his cute grins…awww, this guy was fast becoming my favorite…! 

My next question for him was this: 

Me: Okay…since you told me that you learn new stuff every day, tell me one thing you’ll never forget…

Without missing a beat, he answered my question with “taatt bwwaaaaab bwaab bwaab…gaaannnggghhh”

Translation: If there’s one thing I’ve learnt, it’s not to make the same mistakes again. If I’ve burnt myself once, I know that I don’t want to go grab that candle again. If I’ve hit my head under the table, I definitely don’t want to do the same thing again…so yeah, it would be not to make the same mistakes again…

Me: Okay…anyone thing that you've realized that's important?

Happy Baby went with a "taat taaat aaaaaaaaaaaa......unnnggh.....mmmmm" which when translated meant "I've learnt that it takes practice to make it perfect. didn't expect me to start walking in a day, didn't you? It's a lot of hard work, but then if you keep at it, you'll get better n better...".

Sensing that Baby was getting a little restless there, I thought that it would be better to wind up the tête-à-tête. So I thanked Happy Baby and asked him if he had any tips for us in the Blog World...

All he said was a "muummmm baaawb mummmmmm"...

Translation: Stay active, be young at heart and keep smiling and Life will take care of you for you…

And with that, he gave me one of his wide smile and crawled away in search of his new adventure. 

So that was my chat with our little super star, Happy Baby. I hope you guys enjoyed it as much as I did. So till the next time...



Friday, January 7, 2011

Mental Block, Day Dreams and Colors

I have been struggling with posting something looks like I want to write, but when I do sit down to pen my thoughts, it feels like I've no idea what I wanted to's the time I took to sit down and sign in to Blogger, the words evaporated...!

I know that I have these ideas but I just cannot write...I don't know started happening after this one time, when in a fit of anger, I said that I was going to quit blogging...from that point to now, it's been difficult to get anything written...I've thought of taking a break, but a part of me doesn't want to let I'm here...still!!!

Here I sit, trying to say something meaningful and failing miserably at, what I'm going to do is log out and step out, get myself a cup of coffee and do some day dreaming...yet another one of my favorite hobbies...I hope I'll have an interesting tale to share when I come back...

Happy Friday, every's something for you (I made this collage of sorts long time back)...I hope the day will be happy, bright and fun filled for all of you...



Thursday, January 6, 2011

In The Lonely Hours Of Night

The dry glitter of stars, I see,
The diamonds, strewn in sky's garden,
Broken from the unseen thread,
Like thoughts, that move in my mind.
The moon baths me in its pale light,
The caressing touch, reminiscent-
Of my mother's touch, soothing, warm!
The wind, the cold unfeeling wind,
Blows past me, like-
The world, selfish and cold,
The world around me!
The rustling leaves, in-
The lonely hours of night,
Whisper stories unheard,
Of loss and agonies alone.
The dark night, with world
Covered in ever black shroud,
Sleeps; trial of the final one,
Whence I lay alone, mind awake.
I weigh the right and wrong,
The pain and loss,
Feeling, the pangs of agony,
Clawed in mind, afresh.
Me, the failed soldier,
A ship without mast,
Waits for the bliss of yet faraway sleep,
With hope, hopeless hope,
For the morrow, a bright happy morrow.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

The Temple And The Restaurant

On one of the Sundays spent lazing around home, we decided to step some window shopping and follow it up with dinner at some fancy restaurant. On our way to the shopping mall, we crossed a famous temple here in our city...feeling extremely pious and virtuous, I decided to take a detour and we ended up in front of the temple...and at the end of a long queue...

Since we had enough time to spare, we....(actually, solely me!) decided to brave the queue, stay and pay a visit to Mr.God as decided...While making our way at a snail like pace through the corridor that went all the way into the temple, I glanced around to see multiple shops set up on both sides. From shops which sold flowers, fruits, incense and other articles to be given as offerings inside the temple to shops that sold good luck charms, beauty accessories and kitchen cutlery, they had it all covered. And if you hadn't been lured by any of these items on sale, at the entrance of the temple...they had tables set up with volunteers who tried to talk you into making donations to the charitable organization they worked for...(Don't get me wrong...I'm all in for making donations for the needy but when I see such commercialized set ups, I'm not sure if it would be put to the right use... )

So if commercialism didn't help fish that money out of devotees' pockets, they made sure that compassion did...and what if they didn't succeed in that either?

Simple...the free entrance into the temple is blocked and the visitors are forced into purchasing tickets in order to enter through a cave like walk through exhibit that has been set up...they claim that this is the only entrance in to the temple...since we didn't know any better, we bought the tickets but realized that they weren't entirely truthful...By the time we got around to finishing our prayers, I wasn't too sure I was feeling spiritual, I think I was rather aggravated. The whole place screamed of commercialization...Instead of the sense of peace and calm that was supposed to set in, it was irritation and annoyance that filled my mind.

Once we got out of the temple swearing never to make a second visit and got into the shopping mall to make a few purchases...I stepped into a popular restaurant to get a drink for myself and noticed that most of the people who served there had speech and hearing impairments. But they didn't look worried or stressed, but in turn looked ready to help. They  served with a smile and were pleasant and amiable...It somehow made me feel better within...I did not feel cheated any more...didn't feel that the world solely ran on money..I felt like there were shreds of humanity left...and that there were people who thought that these guys deserved a chance...The ten minutes I spent inside this restaurant gave me much more peace, satisfaction and happiness than the half hour I had spent inside the temple.

I've heard of a Biblical story of Jesus Christ whipping the money changers in Jerusalem...somehow, when I replayed what had happened at the Temple, it reminded me of this story, and I think I've got a fair idea of what must have been running through his mind. And to see that a place that's been set up to support consumerism is supporting a worthy cause was something that made me feel nice and warm inside.

There are times I wonder where God resides, and this incident just reminds me again that he's found not in palatial complexes made in his name but in the hearts of a few who understand what compassion and charity truly means.

And some day, Dear God, I wish and pray you'd help me be one of those few who knows where to look for you when I need you...


Monday, January 3, 2011

Here Comes 2011!!!

The last day of the last month of 2010 got over three days back.(I was supposed to publish this post on 31st December but couldn't coz I was in the middle of vacation with family and was plain lazy)....

The one day we realize that yet another year has passed....the time to turn around and do a quick recap of all the personal adventures you had been on in the last one year...the time to celebrate the beginning of a new year, 'The Year' to be more responsible, to fulfill your promises to yourself and others, to make a new set of resolutions while praying silently that you would be able to hold on to them at least for a few days, if not months...It was New Year's Eve...the time for celebrations,recollections and resolutions....

For me, last year was the one which gave me a promotion which I had been looking forward to since a long time...the very first one in my career, a moment of personal pride for me.

It was also the one in which Death looked at me in the eyes and scoffed...he had managed to take away three most important people from my life.

It was the one where I had to finally submit to myself that my baby sister was a grown up woman ready to set up her own li'l nest.

It was also the one where I decided to end a few friendships which I realized were too shallow to hold on to. It was painful of course, but then, in my heart, I knew it was the right thing to do.

2010 was the year in which I decided it was time I spoke up, it was time for me to get out of the silent doormat mode and be heard. 

2010 was also the year I decided to set up this blog...I had initially thought of this blog as my journal...somewhere I can write my thoughts down...From that point to now, there have been a lot of new friends, support, great comments and good vibes that have helped me in a way unexplainable...

So Thank you everyone...and wishing you all a great 2011...

I plan to call 2011 the 'Crazy Year'...the year to be spontaneous and spirited...and to take it one day at a time...THAT I guess is my resolution....What about you? What's your plan for 2011?