Breaking Away, Finding Myself and Losing myself again :)

I know the title is like too ahem! serious.. but as always what I will be writing about will be a lil bit nice n a lil bit naughty :D

If I again start the sob-story of why I don't comment, post or look at my blog, I am going to get a big kick from some of you here. So I shut my mouth right here on that. ;) ;)

I have always hated Mumbai. Right from the time, I knew of Bombay, I hated it. I donno why... Really. So when my boss asked me to take up this assignment in Mumbai, I got cold feet. I never (read NEVER) wanted to visit Mumbai in this life. But for the first time in my life, I let life take it's own course. Actually, life always takes it's own course, we just keep fooling ourselves with this illusion of having control over everything.

I packed my bags with no hopes in my heart and I was so very scared n yet neutral inside. I was so taken aback with the humidity when I got down at Mumbai Airport. I was like "Where am I stuck now?".

As I proceeded towards the city, things looked a little familiar,a little better.

Day 1 was horrifying. I could not find a cab to office, I was late and the only person I expected sugar-talk from was very distant... I cried out of frustration, helplessness and loneliness in a big city...but then I told myself -"Be it. I will manage. I will fall and try to walk on my own again".

There have been too many moments and too many stories that I want to share... Stories that made me fall in love with a city, I thought I will never see in this life.

Mumbai, I love you. Donno if it is for the wonderful people I have met or the rains that cleanse my soul everyday or just the feeling of being free n yet belonging somewhere...

Thank you, Mumbai. I think we will know each other more and make this relationship stronger.

There is so much to tell...and I am going to write about it for sure... Love you.

I broke away from my roots, found a NEW me...and lost myself again in this wonderful city... a city that never sleeps...

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Dallas Diaries : Day 2-9 : Dance, Romance and Take a Chance :D

Sunny mentioned how I did not complete this diary series and I am slowly killing my blog. Hmmmph!!!!!!!!!!

Here is the rest of the story from the Dallas trip :

Day 2 : My first day in office and Marriott was gracious enough to drop me at office. I saw a billboard on my way to office that shooed away all my nervousness of meeting a hi-fi client -- "Your wife is HOT, Time to repair your AC". The fonts were different and it was so funny when you read it the first time. Khair! I met my two colleagues, Danny (D) and Anthony (A) as I entered the conference room. Both of them turned out to be complete gems.

Day 3-5 : It was not a complete cake walk, believe me. We did not get the expected support from the client. I burnt my pasta twice. How can you burn pasta?? don't ask me.. Seriously... I have no clue, who I was talking to when I did it... That too, twice. For days, I assumed it was love... until I realized that I was just multitasking too much... *sigh* all my hopes of being in love were thrashed in a moment. Reality sucks!! Baad mein...We had a nice dinner get-together at D's trailer park and he cooked awesome Indian Dal while I made Gobi ke paranthe, mixed veg, pulaao and Rajma... Was fun.

Day 6-7 : Aha! weekend came and brought along PMS. I wanted to cry... I did not want to cry... I wanted to shop.. I did not want to shop... I went to Walmart in a dazed state and to satisfy my PMS-instincts, I shopped like it was the last time, I was doing it. To top it all, I forgot some of my shopping bags back in Walmart without even realising that I did. Did you say LOVE?? *yawns* -- Nahiii... too much of work yaa!

I spent my Sunday sulking about how empty my life is? Why the F is everyone getting married now? Why is it that everyone just NEEDS me when they need me and I don't have someone I can even supposedly need?? Too much of hell, you see. If you are a gal, you would know what I am talking about. PMS sucks!! Like really.. more than Spinach... lol. I made Anurag call me and I wailed n wailed... Poor thing, listened to me patiently. I love this guy. He is a true friend... The one who loves u at your worst also.

Day 8-9 : Somehow I let the Sunday pass. D and A took me out to a Mexican Place. Oh! Did I ever tell you guys how much I love Quesadilla. I ordered the veg one... Nice place it was. Parrrrrrrrr... Veg meant boiled spinach in the rolls... Mummy!! Yeah! Mummy... You are the one I thought about. She knows how much I hate Spinach....Khair.... 

A asked me to join him for a 'Texas Two Step' dance class and I thought let's give it a try. It was weird... for someone like me... I mean, come on! I have never had a guy hold me by my waist and dance with me... Most of the time, I was leading the dance and the instructor got frustrated in 10 mins hi.. :D :D lol.. she said - "You eldest? You have a habit of taking care of people? He is the man, let him take the lead and you follow"... I smiled sheepishly and let him the take the lead then and Oh boy! I danced and danced... and I loved it... Wow! I felt so feminine after that... I felt so beautiful.. Really!

It was hard to say bye to the wonderful hotel and my team. I have so much to say and tell... par in my next post will give u ek dum dhinchak gossip on my last week there and the return journey... khe khe...

Haan! main aalsi hoon... maar lo... dheere dheere catch-up kar rahin hoon... :D Love you hain!

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Falling in love with the wrong ones - ( Gal Talk)

Why do I always fall for the wrong guy?

I know many of us ask our friends about it, some seek advice from relationship experts...ahem!. Nobody knows why it keeps happening to them again n again n again.

Frankly, I won't pretend that I have found the reason behind it but I do realize that it is a pattern. Life is indeed nothing but a pattern.

Sometimes things keep happening to you in a repeated or a cyclic fashion because somewhere, there is something that you are doing and it is NOT right.

The over-cautious approach, be it towards life or relationships, make you lose onto the best that they have to offer. You might have heard people saying - Go with the flow. Well, ahem! it does work.

So, this time when love comes knocking at your door, forget about wat happened and go with the flow. When you are positive about things and give-in what a relationship needs, Trust me! No matter if it works out or it does not...At the end of it all, you will come out as a happier and better person.

And IF it fails, always remember that no matter if you have the person you loved, besides you or not... At least, Life gave you another chance to love madly and deeply and to be loved n cherished again.

Love is a wonderful feeling in itself and when love happens, nothing else should matter. The wrong ones become the right ones ;)

It is just how you see it. So, STOP being the damsel in distress and pretending that life is always mean to you. Go out, Give life a fair chance. Enjoy it and 'Live' it.

That's all about love ;)

Disclaimer : The author of this blog-post is a big hypocrite but loves to advice people without being even asked. Take it or leave it. She NEVER follows her own advice. Ting Ding Ting ;)

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Dallas Diaries : Day 1 - Hush, Rush, Lost and finally, found ;)

Here I am, back with the Diary-series.

For a change, this time my flight to US was not scheduled too late at nite or too early in the morning. It was at something around 8 am. Even then I did not sleep the whole nite due to the stress of travelling.


I chose British Airways instead of Lufthansa this time... coz *shrugs* it takes lesser flying time as compared to Lufthansa... but frankly, people gave me such bad reviews about BA, that I went there without any expectations at all and I was so pleasantly surprised. As always, I took an aisle seat (it's recommended if u have a long flight) and did what I do the best : Sleep with my mouth open :D :D


9 hours in the flight were gooooood. I had kids for company and we played, teased, made faces and smiled a lot. Also, a cute old couple was sitting next to me, I liked the way they took care of each other. Made me think, will I be able to hold onto a relationship for that long?? *sigh*


I had 4.5 hrs of transit time but then delay in arrival and distant gates, made me almost miss my connecting flight to Dallas from London. I was, mind you!! the last passenger.. so I had this doubt in my mind about my luggage. They say BA is famous for losing luggage :D


Immigration was a bad experience for the FIRST time in my life. I lost my itinerary (actually I did not lose it, it was in that book I was reading and I almost forgot to look there) and the Immigration officer, although an Indian, pestered me a lot about why? how? when? but then when I told her that she can see my passport to confirm that I travel frequently for work, she checked some stuff in there and let me go.. *sigh of relief*


OMG! how can I forget this? The flight steward in the BA flight was so hot.. I mean the moment he smiled at me, I was like all weak in my knees.. :D bwahahahaha... Thank God, really.. for after a long time, I gotta see a guy as a steward in my flight :D


AA flight to Dallas was peaceful, I got an aisle again n no one sitting besides me.. so I used both the seats n slept all the way.. On and Off.. On and Off.. :D


The cabbie in Dallas was Thai and he was so talkative.. I mean even more than me.. CAN YOU BEAT THAT?? :D


I took a deep breath once I reached hotel.. got the best room, facing a park.. and trees near my window and wow! the sun shines on me first thing in the morning everyday :D :D yoo hoo...


It is so damn hot here though... I realized when I decided to go shop for grocery in Walmart.. the hotel guys said "Oh! it's nearby". Damn! their near-by was almost 3 kms in the harsh sun.. I got lost... I got tired.. bought what I had to and then asked the hotel to pick me up...


*Sigh* that was it.. how can my life be devoid of masala?? :D :D hehe... When I got lost, the first thing that came to my mind was.. Hell yeah! ho gayi gadbad.. but that's so like me...


Khair... baaki ki isshtory next post mein... there is not internet in office but I can access blogger on and off .... :) will keep commenting n posting..


Ding Ting Ding :D :D Ciao! Love.

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Remember Me...

Work has brought me to US again... This time I am in Dallas, Texas. It is a beautiful place except for the heat... I mean I love greens, nature n all that... so it is kinda cool for me... but this post is not about Dallas. It is about a wonderful movie, I saw today.

'Remember Me', as I mentioned on my Twitter status is a beautiful movie...and You 'live' through this movie if you have ever experienced the pain, separation, love, longing, misunderstandings, effort to heal, a special touch in your life... I know, I can go on about this.

For me this movie is about finding yourself again. It is about how you touch lives. No matter if your life is short or long OR even if you think your life is not worth anything n it is completely insignificant... You are missing the important link somewhere, people! While you continue living with a wrong impression about your life, you are doing something right in the process ...because sometimes unknowingly, unintentionally and completely unaware of the value you are bringing, you touch lives in the routine process of living your own...You make a difference...but you never realize it.

"Our fingerprints do not fade from the lives we touch." - is a quote from the movie and in a way this quote sums up what's there in the movie itself.

So, like I keep blabbering all the time :

Nobody gives a shit about how insignificant your life is... and you should not either... Coz, while you are busy blaming your life and calling it worthless, you are somewhere adding something special to someone Else's life.

Don't stop doing that...Don't stop touching a life or two...

Point is : Even when you are being yourself, you are making a difference to some life :) Try it.

and yeah! Remember Me :) :) coz am here to stay....

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Dekho kaun aaya hain... ;)

All thanks to Sunny, who pulled me back from the world of 'Twitter' and asked me to write again... Ofcourse, he does not want me to write about him ;) He is like -- Are you done writing? haha... :D

Oh! my...I never say blog eh? Writing! *shrugs* That's just me.

I know we have been out of touch for so long but I will make sure, I am here more. This place helps me connect with ME more.

I wrapped up an insane yet important work assignment and asked for a 3 weeks long vacation in return from my boss.

So my boss surprised me with -- "Stop being emotional" . "Shut up" ,  "I love you" at different times...LOL 

We were in deep shit, if that makes sense...in this project... Khair.. Thank God it's over. So, in the process of saving my company's ass, I grew mine in circumference...Dah! gained some more.

I know that's really really bad... but hey! am not going to crib fir se.. I have to read so many blogs, by gawd...

So I better rush...and watch it guys, the posts will keep pouring in now... :D :D I need to get rid of laziness now... Enough is enough che!

Love u people...and let me read your blogs ab...bahut baat huyee :D :D A special hello to AD, Mads, Peter, Nidhi, Nanhi Pari, Richa, Ramit, Sakshi, Arpit, Arjun, Americanising Desi, Deepika, Kiran, Ria, Anwesa, Raka, Nikhil, Shaunak, Gauravs (I have too many Gauravs in my life :D :D) and all the silent readers... Jisko main bhool gayi woh please mujhey ghar aakar ek punch maar dey :P

Ab miltey rahengey...

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Nasty Post

So many things happening at the same time. My head,  my heart and my body just cannot take it right now.

I am stressed... naah! over-stressed... :| 

Things are just not falling into place all of a sudden... I feel over-burdened...pressed for time.. .weird...cranky..

The people I thought will understand me are acting so weird... I really can't recognize this...

Another thing is : I hate it when someone tries to be all mahaan with me and make me feel that I crib to them subah shaam and they are sweet souls who just listen to me coz they are forced to.

I did try to share some part of my life with people, tried to open up to some friends... But like I have been saying always.. this is BULLSHIT.

Everyone wants to share your happiness or be with you when you are all happy, funny and pepped up... Nobody cares for you when you are down and low..I KNOW THAT..

I am not going to trouble you with any shit anymore... if I ever did.. and you think I did... 

Let us share only happy stuff.. let us be happy happy frenz... coz it is better to know that you will not be there from the very beginning.

I am stupid!! I should not have even tried to talk about myself...

Bloody, no one gives a shit.. No one really does..

Yes! I know everyone has problems...I know everyone faces tough times.. and I am not comparing your problem to mine.. or mine to yours... May be I am not tough enuff for mine... and you are great enough for urs.... but let's get it straight... I AM NOT TALKING ABOUT MYSELF ever again to any so called friend...

Coz, bullshit.. no one cares...

Dah! I am too nasty... am I not? *shrugs* Disown me!! I don't care... 

I'd rather be alone than suffer time n again... *Hibernates*

Hate me for this!

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