A Cuppa I-Scream

This weekend was just like any other weekend. Dealing with routine chores...washing...cooking...cleaning and more stuff like that which have now become consequential ingrediants of my new life after marriage.
Just like on every other sunday, we went to Spar(ravi's favo grocery mall), first we went to first floor, purchased few items,then 2nd floor...stuffed some more stuff in the trolley...3rd floor...simply sauntered around.
All shopping over. Back to Bike. Spar has some interesting shops on the ground floor. One of them is an ice-cream parlor. While passing by, I just had a glimpse at the enchanting ice-cream bowls served on the tables inside the shop. And we left...me driving the trolley and ravi following me.
Now...u'd be wondering why am i writing all this crap?
Well...it does have a strong nexus with the story which continues.
It was a dull sunday evening. Had lunch at 5(strange but true for weekends), kept on changing TV channels, had some nice T and popcorns. Suddenly ravi turned towards me and said "Chal tuje ice-cream khilane le jaate hain." I was stunned and asked what happened all of a sudden?
Then he said "Aaj jab hum din me Spar se nikal rahe the, u were looking at the ice-cream naa...u wanted to have it then naa?"
Gari: "How do u know? I did not even had a proper look at it"
He gave me a simple smile which said lot more than the words could say.
100s of times before he had asked me for an ice-cream long drive(Thats how we call it when we go for a long drive to have a cup of ice-cream), but there was something else about it which stupidly...very very stupidly made me cry. I was smiling but coudnt fight my tears back...now literally crying I hugged him real tight...bucket full of water tumling down my cheeks.
In our case, it's very apt for me to call him my better half. He knows me better than me :)

Its Never Too Late For Anyhting!!!

Have you ever seen a flower blossom after its season has passed? No? Well…I have.
I have seen one such living example which proves that it’s never too late if you have the zeal and guts in you.
The ones who know my family well would already have guessed whom am I referring to. For the ones who are wondering…it’s my MOM.
I used to worship her since I was a kid. There were n number of things in which I wanted to be like my mom. But now…there are infinite number of things in which I want to be her exact replica or…parchhayee
A person has got just one life. One life to be what you want to be. One life to do what you want to do. One life to be with whom you want to be. One life to respect. One life to Love. One life to care. One life to think of others. One life to think of yourself. And the same life to balance all these things.
Hats off to mumma who is a perfect example of managing such a balance. She wanted to study…study a lot(She was already a gold medalist in MA), earn name and fame, work, earn respect. But circumstances and conditions did not allow her to give action to her plans. She waited…she waited till we played in her lap…she waited till we grew old…she waited till we passed our school…meanwhile she did all she could to serve different people in different forms. A perfect bahu I would say(this is the first point which has come to my mind…might be because I m also striving to attain a khitaab of a good bahu), a perfect mumma, a perfect wife, and many more roles to be a part of this perfect list.
She waited patiently. Then she got a chance to start working, studying again. People would normally think that post 35 is not a good age to start studies again. But she did it. She proved all of them wrong. She studied, and is still striving to earn degrees after degree. May god bless her and give her enough strength to actualize her dreams and she pursue a P.Hd. I am proud of you mumma. My heart oozes out to you.
May god be good to you and you get all the happiness in life which you really really deserve.
--Amen

Remembrance--My Granny

My Grandma recently passed away and I will miss her terribly and this is my tribute to her.

When I was a small baby
And used to act so crazy
I shrieked and yell, how bad was the milk smell
She used to hold my hands and legs
So that mum could give me those milk pegs.

The day I was married, i remember the brightness her face carried.
Like a teenager did she dance, we were surprised at that glance.
My life had just been revived,
A few days later this news arrived.

I was told on a day that she had forever gone away.
The funeral room full of fears, Grandpa's eyes full of tears.
The pain we all felt, all of it still we haven't dealt.
I wish I could've said good- bye, maybe now I wouldn't cry.
I know she loved us,
Why couldn't she stay?
I still miss her to this day.

Dadiji…We miss you!!! We love you!!! We still need you very very much.

Dedicated to... :)

Tu Bin Bataye Mujhe Le Chal Kaheen
Jahan Tu Muskuraye Meri Manzil Wahin

Meethi Lagi, Chakh Ke Dekhi Abhi
Mishri Ki Dali,Zindagi Ho Chali

Jahan Hain Teri Baahein Mera Sahil Wahin
Tu Bin Bataye Mujhe Le Chal Kaheen

Jahan Tu Muskuraye Meri Manzil Wahin

Mann Ki Gali Tu Phuharoon Si Aa
Bheeg Jaye Mere Khwabon Ka Kafila
Jise Tu Gungunaye Meri Dhun Hai Wahin

Tu Bin Bataye Mujhe Le Chal Kaheen
Jahan Tu Muskuraye Meri Manzil Wahin

She is the same…wd remain the same

The train is about to leave. Dad, mom and I are standing there n having a smooth conversation.
The train buzzes a whistle and I bid farewell to mom n dad. Take blessings from dad n give a nice long hug to mom n then board the train. The train starts moving and simultaneously mamma’s eyes are filled with tears…
I keep on peeping out of the door — smiling n asking her not to cry n waving my hand at the same time. Then I give her a call after 5-10 mins and she is alright by then.

It has been more than a year. This scene has become a part n parcel of our lives as I travel to and back from home every weekend.

But a few things never change…this is the same way my mom bids me goodbye every time…however hard she may try but her eyes are filled with tears. Thinking about it does moisten my eyes later on but I fail to understand that moment—what happens to her when she sees me leaving. The only thing i can understand is — she loves me very much and it's very difficult for her to bear this feeling of seperation.

Mom, you are just too wonderful for words. But I want to say this anyway, because you deserve to hear it: I love you and I always will with all my heart… forever & ever & ever…
Thanks for not only being the Best MOM but also for being my Best FRIEND :)

Frooti Chaiye

The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best of everything; they just make the most of everything that comes along their way.

I can never ever grow up!!!
Yestday ‘fter returning 4m office, I had a desperate urge to drink Frooti. As I had already changed and was in my favorite skimpy attire, I tried forcing my friend Tanu to get it for me. But as she is the sleeping beauty of our PG, she refused bcoz she had more important dreams to visualize than quenching my thirst with that dodo drink.
I tried my level best to convince her & wake her up from her not so deep slumber, but...:( hard luck!!!
Finally I called up Ravi and the conversation goes as follows:

Ravi: Hello!
Gari(Almost in a shrill): Muje Frooti chahiye!!!! Maine aadhe kapde pehne hain n tanu ne pure kapde pehne hain fir bhi vo mere lie frooti nahi laa rahi. Aap usko daant lagao.
Tanu is all laughing but a bit queasy to talk to him…but afterall meri kuchh to chalti hai naa :)
Ravi: Meri biwi ko frooti chaiye, plz get her one
Tanu: Nahi, main nahi jaungi

I myself don’t believe but I was acting like a child shouting loudly and throwing my arms and legs in air…muje frooti chaiye, muje frooti chaiye, muje frooti chaiye.......

Ravi is such a sweetheart..he literally begged Tanu to get a bottle of Frooti for me..the conversation continues..
Ravi: if u’ll get Frooti for her then you’ll become my favorite saali
Tanu: muje nahi banana favorite saali…saale dono log pakaau ho…muje sone do.
Ravi: plz plz plz
Tanu: ok..let me sleep for 5 mins and I’ll get her Frooti after 5 mins.
Ravi to Gari: Vo 5 mins me laa rahi hai betu..
Gari(seeing Tanu sleeping gloriously): Vo nahi laa rahi :(:(:(unwaaaa
Tanu: main agar Frooti laungi to muje kya milega?
Ravi: agar 5 mins me le aaegi to jo chaiye sab mil jaega
Tanu: muje 1 diamond necklace chaiye.
Ravi: Done! Get her frooti in 5 mins and you’ll get it.
Tanu(Realizing her tanupanti): Nahi…muje 10 mins chaiye…and started abusing me with some indecent words which are the most friendly words in the dictionary of friends--Saali Kutti Kameeni..
Gari to Ravi: Main saali, kutti kameeniI hun kya??? Tanu bol rahi hai :(:(
Ravi: Saali to vo hai :D:D

Tanu(Totally irritated and smiling as well): Plz chup ho jao tum log...dimag ka dahi kar diya hai!!!

And the conversation continues…and the desire to have Frooti getting stronger and stronger in me. Finally my dear friend agrees to get me a frooti which brings a triumphant smile on my hero’s face.
Ravi: Aur kuchh chaiye Shonu?
Gari: Muje popcorn bhi chaiye
Ravi: Hum to apna dil le ke baithe hain hatheli mein…and aap popcorn ki farmaish kar rahe hain??? :(
Gari is all blushing
Ravi: Fenfde(Lungs) me haath daal ke nikala hai..n aap hans rahe ho???


And we both were laughing to our fullest blood rushing through our cheeks, unable to speak even a single word...


Awww..how I loved it!!! It left my face all pink and giggles.
Some moments in life simply make you smile. Those little times , when added together, makes Life a lot more than just ... :)
This is what I call Happiness.



And ya!!! i got that Frooti too...within 10 mins :) That saves Ravi from getting a diamond necklace for her favorite saali ;)

Socha Naa Tha

Phewww…..Life has been hectic for me since last so many months. I completed my graduation, got placed in a company which has ample work to distribute among employees, got engaged to a perfect ‘Hero’, had an awsome…outstanding…fabulous courtship period, and started preparing for D DAY…:)
Everything feels good...as if I was born to face all this :), Njoying my shopping spree to its fullest, going home traveling a distance of 744 km every weekend and coming back the next day.

But this time something different happened. I went home but did not involve myself in any shopping or any kind of shaadi ki taiyari. Instead I spared some time for my family and frenz. Met all my close and dear relatives and finally…went to one of my very gud friend’s place to pay a visit. But it turned out to be a miracle for me. Shailja…a friend with whom I have spent very gud time in my college days. We did all the things we used to do in our golden days…college days. We chatted a lot, put on a movie…Socha naa thaa as usual(this name seems to be apt for the situation I am in), had snacks n coffee and…laughed a lotttttttt. Both of us were remembering those old days and how I used to go to her place almost daily and we used to share our dreams, emotions, assignments etc etc including the gossips of all the ppl we knew….Owww, How much we loved it. I use to wander aimlessly in college and school corridors, laughed at things which were nothing at all, had lots n lots of getogethers, parties, night stays and what not...

Seriously, Socha Na Tha that all these new progress in my life will happen so soon and I wont even come to know of it.Every thing seem to be changed all of a sudden. My daily activities, my dreams, my chatters, my likings & dislikings, preferences, priorities…I mean…I feel my life has turned upside down all of a sudden. And it struck me that I am really really missing all that. I used to be a big time movie fan…and now there have been times when I haven’t seen a single one in past 3 months, I loved being frenz with all and chatter with anybody and everybody…and now I don’t have time to give calls even to my dearest pals. I mean…I am happy and content with Ravi n my new life…but since my visit to Shailja’s place…I feel I am missing a part of my life.
Very True...You dont realize the importance of something unless its gone.