Hyderabad blues,whites,pinks and lots of different colours!!!

While surfing the net today, I dont know how the word "mansaa" cropped up into my head. It reminded me of a teulgu song which we used to hear on our way to STC. They would have radio mirchi tuned in (Iddhi chala hot guru!!). we could only fret and complain about the incomprehensible telugu songs while any of our demand to tune in to some hindi radio station would be ignored. Most of us would then go to sleep because firstly it used to be really early morning ( 5:30 AM) and secondly it was a long journey. I would however sometime remain awake because there used to be an Air Force academy on our way to STC and I would wait if by chance I could set my eyes on an air force officer :)

Thinking back, Hyderabad days were like the bestest days of my life. It was so fun and good! We lived in this fantastic flat at a fantastic location and friends would stay just around the neighbourhood. By friends I ofcourse mean only Kari because others were just "ppl i knew". Both of us were links to our common group of friends and I loved her!! I loved to be with her!

The most amazing part of my stay in Hyd was definitely Sindhi Colony. There is no better happening place in this world other than sindhi colony. The streets were so full of life. Oh I still remember the sandwhiches, the pav bhaji, belgium dark chocolate ice creme and the paani poori in front of fresh!

Fresh!!! God!!!! Mr. Fresh! The guy I had a huge,maha,gigantic crush on. The person who made me realize what it means to go weak on the knees! and no ... he did not work in fresh. I would always see him either there or in the vicinity of fresh! God!! He was SUCH a DUDE!!!!

All us girls would so enjoy in our flat. Fun and laughter were a part of our daily lives. Some time even a little tension was but there were never an complaints. I loved each and every moment of my life in hyderabad.

I can only thank God for giving me such a wonderful tenure in a wonderful city!!!

and by the way .. here's to the song that brought back all the sweet memories!

Mansaa !!!! (Whatever it means though! :) )

Hyderabad rocks!!!! :)

A Singular life

I wish I could feed this statement to people's head that just because my roommate is married or any of my friend is married ... does not make a necessary and important condition for me to get married. I mean ...ok ..ask me "Varsha. when r u planning to get married?" Dont ask me "So & So ki to shadi ho gayi ...ab teri kab ho rahi hai ?" Dude .. I was not waiting for ms. So & So to get married so that I could go ahead. Why do people ask such irritating questions anyway??
Also, with all the confusions in my mind pertaining to love and marriage, filhaal i am happy being single. And the best part of being single? Maybe that you are much at peace with yourself. You dont worry about somebody else and you don't feel guilty about being selfish. You are not overtly possessive or protective about anyone else. To put it in the words of Cameron Diaz from "what happens in Vegas" ... There is no one else to please but myself!! :)
I mean ... its another thing to be with some one. That's a happiness on another level. Even the sadness is welcomed then. The tears are precious because they are shed for the person you hold the most important. The smiles are priceless because he/she will do anything to see you smile.
Right now, I cry for myself and smile for myself and since there is no one else ... I console myself because I like to see myself smile too :)
Whatever it be ... I hope people stop asking me questions which are capable of blowing my handle!

Changing backgrounds

I am so becoming a pro in maintaining my blog site. This background for example gives me a feel. My head knows that I have a few scenes stuck in my head. This background reminds me of one of them. I am sitting on the side of a long French window with a cup of hot coffee/Bournvita. It is raining outside and I can see the lush greenery outside. Everything is calm and serene including the voices in my head. All I can hear is the sound of rain against my (french) window. It feels so good to only imagine it and feels even more nice to imagine how nice it would feel when this would really happen.

Maybe we can have an alter world inside our grey cell factory. Actually we have. Atleast I have. I can have an entire alter planet in there. (Yes I can imagine weird stuff but i cannot come up with solutions to maths problems. The biggest regret of my life! Anyway ... ) But then it would be so nice if God could give me a chance to expand my horizons and let me actually visit other new places rather than me going to some weird imaginary places which are nothing but my brain's doodles!!

Alright I'll come to the point!!!!! I want to travel, dear God!! I want to see the world. I want to meet people of different origins. I want to shut those bloody show offs up who have nothing better to do that posting there euro trips on FB and I want my dark circles removed. ( I thought if I am telling you what I want I better add one more of my desperate demands :) )

Ok .. so bad days at office, losr feelings in mind ....yes there is no change in my life except for the background of my blog. All is well!!

PS: God!! Sometimes I write real crap!

Love

The one word that changed the lives of several people on earth and will keep doing so till eternity. Men and women , however, perceive it differently. I mean ... if you ask a woman what love to her is , chances are she would all go misty eyed and mushy and talk about things like candle light dinners, long walks by the beach side holding hands, flowers ...you get the picture. Whereas a man ... he may probably say -- you know ---the 3 letter thing which all men enjoy .. I am not saying it for all the men in the world but if you consider it ...isn't it that way? Aren't men only interested in sports score and *** ?? When a woman falls in love, trust me, she will not look beyond her man and still stand on her own. He becomes her world. He becomes her biggest strength and she can win all her battles with just him on her side.

she gives him her life and asks only for love, trust and support. How many men actually do that? How many men do not look at ( read ogle) another girls while they are still committed or worse,married? When a man feels his marriage is collapsing, he looks for support outside. When a woman feels her marriage collapsing, she tries every trick in the book to make it work.

I , in no way, intend to make this article a battle of the sexes. These are just some points I wonder about. But its just how I feel.

Why do you think most of the most romantic books are written by women? Probably because the authors know that that's how a woman wants to be treated. Actually sometimes I do feel that women become a little selfish in only wanting to be pampered. They cannot have the "me" time all the time. But I guess most of us do understand that. A woman expects a man to do something. A man however demands a woman to do whatever he wants him to do. Some men are happy with their wives only because they are easy to dominate. They (the wives) would listen to them without actually giving their own opinions. Isn't it unfair and sad?

Girls spend all their lives waiting for that perfect one. I hope and wish every girl gets her prince charming.

If you ask me where did I go with this article ... I really cannot say. I just typed and tried to (unsuccessfully) connect a few of my thoughts. However , this is what I want to say in the end.

According to greek mythology, humans were originally created with 4 arms, 4 legs and a head with two faces. Fearing their power, zeus split them into two separate parts, condemning them to spend their lives in search of their other halves.

Can you keep a secret!!

Finally I read this book by Sophie Kinsella -- Can u keep a secret and was it fantastic!! It was a typical chick-lit and I loved every page of the book. Yes there were some illogical turns to the story but I had great fun reading it. I laughed like crazy at some points. The character is so like me. She has her own insecurities just like I have. She pretends to be an efficient and intelligent employee just like me. She succeeds at times and fails many times. Anyway, there were parts which made me laugh out loud and thankfully I was alone at my PG otherwise I would have been labelled a complete moron :) I think the last time I laughed like a complete fool reading a book was while reading The Zoya factor.I am soo tempted to write a few of my silly secrets in here just like Emma. But I am not sure whether I should be doing that. One thing is for sure. I am reading more of Sophie Kinsella's books. I love her writing style.
Waiting for more books by her on my book shelf. :)

Lyrics of my current fav song :)

Lyrics of Jab Mila Tu Song

Jaise gadhi ke gihra se, waqt kahin pe gira ho
Jaise roshni subah se, ho jaaye judaa
Jaise gaane aur nazam se, sur ko hi chura le
Waise aadha adhoora, main hoon tere bina

Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..
Na thi kami na justaju, ru tu ru ..
Aur aadhe aadhe pal huye phir poore yun
Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..

Khaali jo raat ho, main khwabon chaand taaron se woh poori bar doon
Teri jo baat ho, main bin kahe hi aadhi pauni poori kar doon
Jo aadhe se hum hain, woh poore ho tumse
Na jaane yeh sauda bhi kab tay huya
Adhoore se kisse, barabar ke hisse
Tu dil to main dua

Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..
Na thi kami na justaju, ru tu ru ..
Aur aadhe aadhe pal huye phir poore yun
Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..

Kal tu jo khoyi ho, to gumshuda yeh zindagi basar kar doon
Manzil jo soyi ho, to khwab saare tere hi nazar kar doon
To aadhe se dil ko, jo laayegi bhi to
Main sau khwaishon se hi bar doon dabo
Kare na yeh tu tu, abhi ke abhi tu
To aake aazma

Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..
Na thi kami na justaju, ru tu ru ..
Aur aadhe aadhe pal huye phir poore yun
Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..

Jaise gadhi ke gihra se, waqt kahin pe gira ho
Jaise roshni subah se, ho jaaye judaa
Jaise gaane aur nazam se, sur ko hi chura le
Waise aadha adhoora, main hoon tere bina
http://www.top10bollywood.com/

Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..
Na thi kami na justaju, ru tu ru ..
Aur aadhe aadhe pal huye phir poore yun
Jab mila tu, ru tu ru ..
Jab mila tu

Here and there

I sometimes wish God had given us the ability to detach our body parts when it pained and allowed us to use new ones in replacement. You know ...like .."my legs are paining today. Let me allow them to take some rest and let me use the new ones. They need some movement anyway ".... This kind of replacement. I am thinking this way because my legs are actually paining like hell ....they are not just paining, they are stiff as well. Result of too much gyming. I am not able to walk. Infact I am walking like a man with my legs apart. So awkward was my walk today that even my office guard asked me "Ma'am, tabiyat theek nahi hai kya??" and when I nodded in a yes .. he said "aapki chaal dekh ke samajh main aa raha hai" ..aaaahhhhh ....i am not able to move especially my left leg. :(
well anyway ... I saw Kurbaan today and Rajneeti yesterday. Both were heavy duty heavy star cast films but none of them had the wow factor. I'll be watching last song very soon and apart from the fact that it is a movie out of the book written by Nicholas Sparks, there is no other reason for me to see it. I wish they had a better star caste than what they have. I am not sure how Miley Cyrus would have carried he role.
Another thing .... As a breather to Ayn Rand's We the living, I bought two books. One is Sophie Kinsella's Can You Keep A Secret and a book by an Indian Author "The thing between u n me" Can you is a book I am liking so no complains. But the other book, well , I have already been very vocal about how pathetic it was in twitter. I finally mailed the author of the book telling him how bad he was in the language and in his story telling. I really could not stop myself. To my surprise, this Sagar fellow wrote back to me accepting his mistakes and promising me a better quality book for the next time. I am not reaaly sure if I will ever have the guts to read his book again, but the fellow seemed nice. I somehow am being predjudiced with him. Probably because he so reminds me of those typical back benchers of MP Engg colleges. I know I should'nt be thinking that way.
Lastly, while fixing a quick dinner for myself last night, I ended up making the best daal of the year! It was so amazing, I feel like eating daal chawal tonight also :D

Meri jung

I never got anything easily .. Not that I complaint about it. But sometimes I do regret about not being one of those topper types .. I dont have that "way" in me at all. Shiv Khera said " Winners dont do different things. They do things differently! Now thats the "difference" I could never create. I mean I try! Trust me I do .. and maybe then I fallout soon. I run, get tired, I walk, fall, get pushed .. get pushed when people laugh sarcastically when I dont know something, when people think I am not worthy of getting a job elsewhere , when people think I dont know anything ... I fight these sarcasms, these people daily. Sometimes I feel like running away, sometimes I feel like proving them wrong and sometimes I feel like not doing anything at all.
But then I get up every morning and whatever may be my first thought as soon as i wake up .. I go about through my day with the same vigour ...the same sine pattern .... I will make it ..one day . I want to improve. I am learning .. One day I will proove to every one out there that I am much more capable than what they are! Then I will go out to them and show them that how wrong they were in making fun of me, smiling those sarcastic smiles and how right I was in hating them!
This entry may seem a little negative, but it is not. It is just to reinforce the fact that I have been given this life because only I can handle it. And with all the wars I fight daily, I will win and they (yes .. I have a few particular ppl in mind when I say this) will see me rise !! :) :)