Memories-A dedication

Just came across this poem, and got reminded of so many sweet memories of so many dear frenz I had…and still have in my life.
Looking back, it feels great to know that I had such special acquaintances, without which my life could have never been the way it is today.
Though physical distances have grown between us, but we are still together and very near. I wish some-day I again have time to re-feel their existence beside me. I wish I could be a part of all important happenings of their lives.

A poem dedicated to all by best frenz. Yup…I have manyyyy :)

Memories

Within my book of memories,
Are special thoughts of you.
And all the many nice things
You often say and do -

As I turn the pages,
And recall each single thought,
I realize the happiness
That knowing you has brought.

There are memories of the times we've shared
Both bright and sunny days.

There are memories of your kindness

And your friendly thoughtful ways.

There are memories of all those notes,
we would write back and forth,
When we would just get together,
And talk of this or that.

And when I recall these memories
As I go along life's way,
I find they grow more precious still
With every passing day.

Evanescent Thoughts…

Its night…1 o clock. Ravi is sound asleep. Somehow I am not able to drag myself to that peaceful dormancy. Ocean of thoughts churning in my mind to form a whirlpool and I easily admit to sink in it.
There are thoughts about me, about him, about us, families, dreams, wishes, ambitions, wanna do’s, wanna be’s and lot lot more.

This time, a very strange thought stuck my mind. I don’t know what it was, how it proceeded leading to another thought, yet another…forming a sequential chain tangling me from inside.
And then a realization…I wanna do things I used to do, I miss doing them, for a little while…I wanna be what I used to be, I wished a little space, space for my self. A little more pondering over it, then eventually my gaze shifted to Ravi.
From day 1 of our marriage, it has become my best pass-time.

I luv to watch him sleep, the tranquility on his face, that mild simper shown in the dim moonlight falling on his face, it seem to be the most exquisite sight for me.
All evanescent thoughts moving one by one, passing out of me, bidding me good bye, seeing me smile at the sight of Ravi.

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Shona often says…u think a lot…its very bad habit…but then, m helpless in that :)…probably m suffering from the sickness of high EQ :P

It took one year...

1st day when I started cooking at home…after doing all preparations, when I started preparing chapatti, I realized we don’t have a ‘belan.’ So I experimented roti belna with a glass, which did not turn out to be so bad.

I usually wanted to escape the process of chapatti preparation, I used to hate it like anything. It was not only that I did not like preparing it, but it was more because I did not like eating chapattis as well.
Some times my chapatti would look like some unique art by an artist (I may rather say some roadside Artist :P), it would take various shapes, Australia, India, Panjab…I have seen it all in the face of my chapatti :)
It’s not that I hade never made gol chapattis, it’s just a matter of lack of practice.
The passion with which I used to cook different varieties was totally opposite to the ‘feelings’ I had for chapatti.

I often used to complain ravi …when will I learn to cook gol matol chapattis with good speed..it has been 2 months now…3 months now…4 months now…and the complaint against myself went on.

How I used to manage times when ppl came for lunch/dinner is an interesting story (I loved and still love inviting ppl to have food together…but…read further to get details of this ‘butt’…hey…its but and not butt :P)
My zeal to run away from the labor of chapatti pakaing indulged me into cooking interesting dishes (Atleast I feel they are interesting ;) There used to be Paav bhaji, chhole bhauture, tikiya, pulav, idli, dosa etc…
Found something common in them??? Hehe, yeah…this used to be my rescue from the crisis times which required me to cook chapattis not only for two of us, but more number of people.

With time, our methods also changed. Initially, I used to cook all chapattis and store them in a hot case. Then we used to have dinner together stuffing the first roti ka kor in each others mouth.
Then I started cooking garma garam chapattis for Ravi. I used to serve them directly from Gas to his plate. The happiness I saw on his face when he used to eat it made me more enthusiastic and I started preparing good chapattis.
I also noticed that his diet increased because of hot n fresh chapattis. I don’t know how, but gradually I started loving preparing chapattis.
Then there were times when Gaurav came to stay for some time. And I really felt it to be an achievement that my cooking speed could compete with their eating speed.

And just yesterday, when I asked Rv y u did not had salad? So innocently he said ‘mere paas time hi nahi tha…tu itni jaldi chapatti la rahi thi”:)

Hmm!! It took one year for me to learn making good chapattis at decent speed. No doubts I can never beat mumma n momji, (oye…ye beat vo literal meaning wala beat nahi hai :P..i know as usual ganda PJ hai)
Today also I like eating anything else over chapattis (Meri sehat ka raaz ;) ) but I don’t hate making them anymore.
No Complaints now :)

Story of a Cute Little Boy

There was this cute little boy who loved climbing the tress.
He loved the mango, pomegranate and guava tree in the backyard of the house. He also loved the guava tree in the neighbor’s house ;)
There was one ‘keekar ka ped’ in a public garden. With a long stick in his hand, he used to beat the tree to get some nice red keekar.
The ripening season of guava was supposed to be the most enjoyable time for him. He could find guavas like nobody else could. With a proud smile he would show the guavas fetched by him, and all the family members patting his back for the heroic act of his to get those guavas.
There was a pomegranate tree as well in the backyard. It used to give deep red fruits, but was not seedless. Still, this little boy was so passionate about those pomegranates.

Sometime later, a lemon plant was planted in the backyard. He waited for the lemons to come…like a madly in love boyfriend would wait for her girlfriend. But lemon did not come. Year passed by…but no lemon. All hopes crashed.
Then one fine day, he saw a lemon…a very big lemon. He felt so happy, and took it to his chachi n badi mummy. All patted his back.

His grandpa had a job in a college which was little far away from home. Every weekend the boy’s mom, dad, his brother and the boy went to meet his grandpa. There was something about this meeting which made the boy very excited. Yes…u guessed it right. There were few guava trees in the hostel campus which made it compulsory for him not to miss any of those visits to grandpa.

He does not remember anything else about his wife’s house he visited during childhood other than- there was a guava tree in the backyard, and nobody allowed him to pluck fruits from it.

Those were his childhood days...when there was no worry, no tension, no responsibilities. Generaly people tend to change with time, they loose focus on their childhood dreamz because of the pressure from various directions.
Years passed by, this child became a young lad, then a young man...but his love for tree and nature remained intact. Today also, the excitement on his face when he sees fresh vegetables, fresh fruits, rain, cool weather is incomparable to anything else in the world.
Oops!! How could I miss this. Yeah…that excitement does get doubles when those fresh vegetables are cut and cooked, and it gets tripled if he himself gets to cook it :)

It's Different!!!

Today we had a 'meet' with our 'CEO'. The event is called 'Directions-09'
Aftereffects on me: Vineet Naiyar simply rocks!!! and so does HCL :)

It started with a recording...beautifully Vineet had told about what we have achieved in last year, what should be our strategy for the next year and how an HCLite can make a difference. It was a very inspiring and motivating video. Then.....
Then.....
Then..
Loud Music: 'Dekho...dekho...hai shaam badi deewani, dheere...dheere...ban jaye naa koi kahani' and then...it was him...dancing among the HCLities...moving all around the hall, trying to reach every one. People were clapping, shouting, whistling...this i feel was the best moment i have spent in HCL during my 2 years of journey.
Music stops. He talks.
'Did you Njoy???'
'Yeeeeeeeeeesssssss!!!!'
'Did you like my dance?' ;)
'Once more, once more'
'Ok! but you will have to dance with me'
Again, loud Music...people leaving their seats and rushing to him...every HCLite had a broad smile on their face.
Music stops. Everybody back to seat.
Vineet: I felt like ppl got hold of my ass :D
Everybody laughing!!!
Vineet: Do you know what happened last night?
Murmurs of Yes, yes, yes!!
Vinet: 'Oh my, how do you know that Mallika Sherawat was in my room last night?? Mind your own business.' and he laughs
Everybody again starts laughing.
Wow!!! it was so wonderful.

After getting everybody in a good and energetic mood,he starts talking. He talks about video. Discussions over the beautiful thoughts he had presented. .(Although they are worth mentioning, but wont elaborate here.)
What we like, what we dint like..everybody is free to speak. And then comes the most interesting part: QnA session...where anybody and everybody can ask him any question...even dirty questions (His sense of humour is awsome)
It went on for around 2 hours...our CEO, with us, for us, ready to talk, ready to share, ready to answer, ready to admit and share his mistakes, make others learn from them.
Good news were shared, bad news were also not left behind. Still, those few hours were really the WOW hours for all HCLites.

Who would have ever thought that employees will have the strategy planning told not by their managers and manager of managers...but directly from CEO?
Who would have ever thought that CEO will come in person to talk and share with you?
Who would have ever thought that your CEO would be interested in talking to you?
:) -> This is the only answer i can think of right now to all these questions.
Thanks Vineet!

(P.S.: Sorry for not covering the excellent topics discussed in presentation. Will probably write another blog on it ;))

How many times…Actually???

I am asking for your forgiveness for all hurts caused by me knowingly or unknowingly.
It is just possible that your heart may have been hurt by my deeds or omissions,
I could not do as per your expectations or for any other known or unknown reason,
I beg heartily Khamatkhamna by my action, words or thoughts to you,
please forgive me.

Michhami Dukkdam!!!

It’s a general trend among all jains to ask for forgiveness from others and to forgive others for their misdeeds on the pavan avsar of Samvatsari…the last day of Paryushan. We have been saying ‘Khamat Khamna’, ‘Aapne Khmaun’, ‘Michhami Dukkadam’, ‘gat varsh jaane anjaane, mann, vachan ya kaya se agar hamare karan aapka dil dukha ho to hum aapko khamate hain.’
I feel, whenever we know that something has been wrong some where, or we have hurt somebody, we immediately apologize, but kabhi anjane me galti hoti hai...we don’t get a chance to say sorry...because we don’t even realize ki kaise humne kisiko hurt kar diya...
And this serene occasion gives us a chance to make other people know, that we don’t want to hurt anybody, and in case unknowingly we have done so, then please forgive us.

But these I feel are mere thoughts and rituals. How many people take this to be a serious business? We say sorry to mom and dad and dada and dadai, nana, nani…etc etc…but how many times do we say soory to those with whom our relationships have been spoiled? How many times do we take pain to actually forgive somebody who has done wrong to us?

Khwahishon Ke Per

Khwahishen hazaron hai in aankhon mein,
Manzilein lakhon hai in rahon mein,
Par har woh dagar apni bane jaruri to nahin
Har umeed, har khwahish puri ho jaruri to nahi.
:)
While browsing through net, came across these lines. It just reminded me of a conversation i had with swati few days back.
All of us have some khwahish, some icchayen, some sapney...but zaroori nahi ki aapka dekha hua har khwab poora ho jaye. Still life goes on...and you live happily...hoping that some day hamari wishes apne anjam tak pahunch jaengi :)


Well ...to boosten up friday mood...I m starting with some of my khwahishein. And i would like you to share with me your khwahishen(Ofcourse...in comments ;...in case you have some wild wishlist which u cannot share in this common forum...feel free to mail me :P)
Note: Do not point out that max of my wishes revolve around Ravi

1) I wish to...sorry...i WANT to learn Salsa with ravi.

2) I wish to learn spanish guitar, mouth-organ and violin. Also wish to play synthesizer frequently. And then...on a fine evening...I wish to play tunes for Ravi :) Kasam ki kasam hai kasam se...humko pyaaar hai sirf tumse.

3) I wish to roam around the world with Ravi.(atleast a few foreign countries/cities)

4) I wish to learn 'How to Cook Better Than ur Hubby' :D

5) I wish to be a little bit thinner(this little bit might change after a few days :P)

6) I wish to have the characteristics of a loving and caring bahu, and adorable daughter(forever)

7) I wish to learn a foreign language-probably german or french

8) I wish to write 'endless' love letters to Ravi...probably one for each day :)

9) I wish to have my office somewhere around home.(Traveling time gets cut down from personal life only)

10) I wish to have a beautiful sweet home.

11) I wish post marriage my bestam best frenz and both of us are in the same city.

12) Once in life, I would love to spend 5 days again as a bachelor(preferrably in Noida)..going to movie at 9:30 in the morning(without taking a bath)-- watching back to back movies -- breakfast, dinner, lunch all ready without putting much effort -- spending blindly on shopping -- freak out with frenz -- listen to tanupanti and be a part of it myself :P -- also attend her marriage :P -- and arohi's too.

13) I want to spend 2 days with mom and want to be what i was to her before marriage. :( (She never scolds me now, never asks me to work in kitchen also :()

14) I Wish I liked 'eating mashroom', and cooking Mashroom Dishes(Poor ravi...mere sath unko unka favo masgroom khane ko nahi milta)

15) I want to read a novel written by Gaurav :D(HIMYM types...i think he's alraedy in person working on the script :P)

16) I wish to die either before ravi or with him. (preferrably with him) This is my ultimate wish.

Bas..mera to chalta hi jaeyga...the list is endless...some of then are ones which i do not want to mention here ;)
So now...it's your turn...what do you wish to do? What r ur dreamz which you wd love someday to fulfill on thir own?
I am waiting to hear...