Transitioning from a child to a married lady has been such a journey, not only in terms of maturity but seeing the attitude
of people around me change drastically. To describe a standard day of my life when I was in my 10th class, all set to give the board exams,
my day would start with me getting up at 6 am in the morning, studying all the time. In between , when i felt hungry, I would just give out a call to my mom,
'Mummy bhookh lagi hai'.
That was it, just saying this would raise a chef in my mom who would start cooking some delicious dishes for me, which were
thoroughly fried(yumm...I still remember the smell) and present to me the world's tastiest dish ever(no competition to mom's cooking).
Well, if you see the emotion, it was so sweet of her to do that, so that I am pleased enough to keep studying and not say that Mom I am tired , or I don't feel like studying.
She would try her best by cooking all these dishes to make me keep studying happily.
Now to look at the other side of story, leaving apart Mom's emotion, WHO THE HELL CAN STUDY AFTER EATING SUCH fried bread pakoras, or chips,
or hot dogs(filled with fried veggies), or bread dipped in sugar sauce, oh God!!!! Well all this used to result in 'Mummy mujhe thodi der mein utha dena, bahut neend aa rahi hai'.
It's not only my story but story of each of us Indians , because as they say .....'All Mom's are the same'.
Well the funny part is that by the end of my final exams, I used to be almost the size of hippo, thanks to all the food my Mom made for me during my exams.
The next two months of break before the classes start for higher level, I would be working hard to reduce my weight to a human level, and the viscious circle continued endlesly, year after year.
To top it all, whatever it may be, my Mom always found me looking weak!!!!!!!!!!:-O :-O
However....times have changed now. Not only me but all mom's are very much aware of the consequences of these fried foods nowadays.So now, instead of asking me to eat bread pakoras, my mom asks me to eat lots of fruits n veggies....not to forget the yoga by baba ramdev ji:-P.............Kindly refer to the blog below for further details:-P
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Mota ya Patla
'Yaar mein pehle se moti ho gayi hun?'. People who know me would often find me asking this question.
Why only me, most of my friends/brothers and sisters are pretty conscious about their weight nowadays.I guess thats the trend now, thats the 'in' look.If we see the movies in 60's 70's, the 'in' look was definately a curvascious body, which primarily meant too much of butt size. I remember one of my friend telling me that the heroines like Leena Chandrawarkar used to put artificial butts inside, though I am not sure how much true was that, n sounds a bit weird:-P.Well, the times have changed, heroines have gone thinner and heros are looking more fit nowadays. But the point here lies that it has made the life of normal people like us full of suffering and sacrifices.Suffering because now the benchmark of 'motapa' has descreased to as low as my husband calling even Katrina Kaif plump(dontt telll meee!!!!! *shock- I totally find her skinny, save me God!!!!), and sacrifices because we usually have to think one million times before eating a single cube of chocolate.
However, that is the story most of us have, especially in 20's and 30's. I guess after that it stops affecting you anymore and we often see, heavy bodies moving around in the age group of 40's. Also to top it all, everytime you call your mom/dad/nana/nani/dada/dadi, to ask how they are doing, the only thing they say is , 'thik hun', followed by 'baba ramdev ji ne bacha rakha hai' followed by 'why don't you also start doing yoga in the morning', then a bit more pestering,'it will take just 15 minutes' and a bit more .......'do anulom vilom' and the saga just continues. I do agree that our lifestyle is has changed a lot, sitting all the time in IT jobs. But does that mean that everytime I eat a chocolate brownie with ice cream and hot hot chocolate suace on top of it.....yumm, i need to have that guilty feeling and kill my craving for the same? Does that mean that everytime I see a girl , I start comparing how thin or fat I am relative to her? Well God only knows. As I keep discussing with my brother( who totally seconds my point of view by the way), God has definately done partiality with people who are thin and eat 100 times more chocolate and still donot gain any weight.
Talking of chocolate brownie with ice cream, my craving has woken up again and I am off to Barista. Hope I donot get guily this time, afterall I have just written the blog.......God are you listening.................
Why only me, most of my friends/brothers and sisters are pretty conscious about their weight nowadays.I guess thats the trend now, thats the 'in' look.If we see the movies in 60's 70's, the 'in' look was definately a curvascious body, which primarily meant too much of butt size. I remember one of my friend telling me that the heroines like Leena Chandrawarkar used to put artificial butts inside, though I am not sure how much true was that, n sounds a bit weird:-P.Well, the times have changed, heroines have gone thinner and heros are looking more fit nowadays. But the point here lies that it has made the life of normal people like us full of suffering and sacrifices.Suffering because now the benchmark of 'motapa' has descreased to as low as my husband calling even Katrina Kaif plump(dontt telll meee!!!!! *shock- I totally find her skinny, save me God!!!!), and sacrifices because we usually have to think one million times before eating a single cube of chocolate.
However, that is the story most of us have, especially in 20's and 30's. I guess after that it stops affecting you anymore and we often see, heavy bodies moving around in the age group of 40's. Also to top it all, everytime you call your mom/dad/nana/nani/dada/dadi, to ask how they are doing, the only thing they say is , 'thik hun', followed by 'baba ramdev ji ne bacha rakha hai' followed by 'why don't you also start doing yoga in the morning', then a bit more pestering,'it will take just 15 minutes' and a bit more .......'do anulom vilom' and the saga just continues. I do agree that our lifestyle is has changed a lot, sitting all the time in IT jobs. But does that mean that everytime I eat a chocolate brownie with ice cream and hot hot chocolate suace on top of it.....yumm, i need to have that guilty feeling and kill my craving for the same? Does that mean that everytime I see a girl , I start comparing how thin or fat I am relative to her? Well God only knows. As I keep discussing with my brother( who totally seconds my point of view by the way), God has definately done partiality with people who are thin and eat 100 times more chocolate and still donot gain any weight.
Talking of chocolate brownie with ice cream, my craving has woken up again and I am off to Barista. Hope I donot get guily this time, afterall I have just written the blog.......God are you listening.................
Saturday, January 23, 2010
My Best Friend...
I have always felt like writing this. Somehow the last time I started, that's like two years back , I ended up in a system crash resulting in the whole blog getting deleted, before I could actually post it.
Now that I start again , I am keeping my fingers crossed for any such mishap.
Mishappening......should I use this word or the curse of luck?Well whatever it is , it does leave out a huge void in everyone's life.The same happened to me a few years back.
Lets go back a few years, to the day I entered the college. Totally terrified, as I had always been under the protective cover of my parents,I entered the hostel in Amritsar. It was such a terrifying feeling- smallest room in the whole world, and guess what, three people in that room. Basically, to explain, if one person is standing in the room, noone else can actually stand or do anything.While I was still in this shock , I was introduced to my roommate-Bela. Well the first impression was nothing, since i was not in a state of mind to make first impression about anyone. The first impression of my going to be room for next one year atleast was more than enough for me.
Well instead of deviating from the topic, lets get back to the main thing. So I meet my roommate Bela, whom apart from the day I met, I found to be a very very sweet girl. Coming out from Chandigarh , from a middle class family,only girls school, and no exposure to outside world, I was a very simple girl. On the contrary, Bela, coming out of Delhi, co-education schooling and having a lot of exposure of countries outside India was a very outspoken, clear in thoughts girl. Instant liking developed between us , being poles apart , as they say opposite poles attract, resulting in us becoming the best friends. The whole college was so fond of her, everyone totally loved talking to this vibrant, beautiful, down to earth girl. As expected guys too developed a special soft corner for her. Though the fact was that none apart from her talked to the guys openly like buddies. The four years of college went sooo beautifully being with her, learning what happens in world outside, how to handle situations, how to react to unexpected circumstances, how to be clear hearted, how to be a complete masti maar..... and I can totally go on. She taught me to live life king size. Just live the way you want to be , thinking nothing about what other person thinks, just do what you feel is right and best and makes you happy, because it finally results in other people in being happy.
Today if I stand confident , facing the challenges of life, she has a huge hand in it.
I remember, once she came with me to my hometown to spend a few days with my family. Instant liking for her developed among my parents for her, following which they would keep on talking about her to all my relatives. Thats the connection she developed with everyone.
Some fights , some masti, some grudges, some misunderstandings, some compromises, resulted in such a strong bond which I donot think I would have developed with anyone after that. Any damn problem in the world , I always I knew I could discuss with her, and however busy she is, she ll always listen to me.
As life moves after college, we all started working in different companies, earning a living for us. However the good thing that happened was that we all were in Delhi now. We used to meet up regularly, the whole group of friends and now since we were earning , things were even better. Totally in love with life , the life was just perfect for us, unless one day I got a call from a friend of Bela, from her office. The worst call I have ever got....the most dreaded call .... telling me that she was gone.....gone forever.
I donot know what God had in store for her , but the day she was cremated I realized the impact she had left on everyone's life. Almost half the batch was there, she was a constant support for all her friends and there was an endless list of her friends. Even the guys cried their heart out that day. We had lost her forever....
Sometimes I do wish she was here, so that I could discuss my heart out with her, hug her, have our innocent, sometimes matured talks.Though I can discuss things openly with my husband, but, as they say , their still are few things which you can only share with your best girl friend.Its a huge void that has been created and that cannot be filled up. I do need her in my life. My best friend , even today.......
Now that I start again , I am keeping my fingers crossed for any such mishap.
Mishappening......should I use this word or the curse of luck?Well whatever it is , it does leave out a huge void in everyone's life.The same happened to me a few years back.
Lets go back a few years, to the day I entered the college. Totally terrified, as I had always been under the protective cover of my parents,I entered the hostel in Amritsar. It was such a terrifying feeling- smallest room in the whole world, and guess what, three people in that room. Basically, to explain, if one person is standing in the room, noone else can actually stand or do anything.While I was still in this shock , I was introduced to my roommate-Bela. Well the first impression was nothing, since i was not in a state of mind to make first impression about anyone. The first impression of my going to be room for next one year atleast was more than enough for me.
Well instead of deviating from the topic, lets get back to the main thing. So I meet my roommate Bela, whom apart from the day I met, I found to be a very very sweet girl. Coming out from Chandigarh , from a middle class family,only girls school, and no exposure to outside world, I was a very simple girl. On the contrary, Bela, coming out of Delhi, co-education schooling and having a lot of exposure of countries outside India was a very outspoken, clear in thoughts girl. Instant liking developed between us , being poles apart , as they say opposite poles attract, resulting in us becoming the best friends. The whole college was so fond of her, everyone totally loved talking to this vibrant, beautiful, down to earth girl. As expected guys too developed a special soft corner for her. Though the fact was that none apart from her talked to the guys openly like buddies. The four years of college went sooo beautifully being with her, learning what happens in world outside, how to handle situations, how to react to unexpected circumstances, how to be clear hearted, how to be a complete masti maar..... and I can totally go on. She taught me to live life king size. Just live the way you want to be , thinking nothing about what other person thinks, just do what you feel is right and best and makes you happy, because it finally results in other people in being happy.
Today if I stand confident , facing the challenges of life, she has a huge hand in it.
I remember, once she came with me to my hometown to spend a few days with my family. Instant liking for her developed among my parents for her, following which they would keep on talking about her to all my relatives. Thats the connection she developed with everyone.
Some fights , some masti, some grudges, some misunderstandings, some compromises, resulted in such a strong bond which I donot think I would have developed with anyone after that. Any damn problem in the world , I always I knew I could discuss with her, and however busy she is, she ll always listen to me.
As life moves after college, we all started working in different companies, earning a living for us. However the good thing that happened was that we all were in Delhi now. We used to meet up regularly, the whole group of friends and now since we were earning , things were even better. Totally in love with life , the life was just perfect for us, unless one day I got a call from a friend of Bela, from her office. The worst call I have ever got....the most dreaded call .... telling me that she was gone.....gone forever.
I donot know what God had in store for her , but the day she was cremated I realized the impact she had left on everyone's life. Almost half the batch was there, she was a constant support for all her friends and there was an endless list of her friends. Even the guys cried their heart out that day. We had lost her forever....
Sometimes I do wish she was here, so that I could discuss my heart out with her, hug her, have our innocent, sometimes matured talks.Though I can discuss things openly with my husband, but, as they say , their still are few things which you can only share with your best girl friend.Its a huge void that has been created and that cannot be filled up. I do need her in my life. My best friend , even today.......
Aur Bata....
We have often heard this word-'Takiyakalam'. What does this actually mean? Well I looked upon the same on wiki and this is what it exactly says:
A takiyakalam (various spellings . e.g. takia kalaam) is a Hindi/Punjabi/Urdu word or phrase used to describe a word, expression or phrase that a person frequently uses in conversation, often at the end of a sentence, and invariably without really thinking about it.
How true is the definition of this word.To tell you the truth I am totally in love with the phrase ...'Aur bata'. It has such a significance in lives of us Indians.We just keep using it so regularly that it has become a part of us, and without just realizing ,it does help us a lot in so many situations.
The other day I called up my friend in general to catch up on whats going on. I had a word with her last week as well so wasnt really sure on what new will be there to talk about , but just to keep in touch I had to give her a call.So I called her up , we exchanged greetings on how is it going and how has she been (gawddddd, as if I dont know, and as if something really bad/good has happened in 1 week) and then I didnt know what to say/ask/talk about. Thus this awkward 5 second silence was followed by my 'Aur Bata....',which started a series of talks about what she's planning on her career followed by another 'aur bata', leading to whats going on in other people's life, who is getting divorced, who is getting married, followed by another 'aur bata', again leading to analysis of whats good and whats not, ending up in a call of 45 minutes....whoaaa. Soon I realized why by hubby is mostly pissed off at my phone being busy most of the times and resulting in a fit of anger seeing my mobile bills.
An eye opener that day, I realized 'aur bata','sahi mein','like' do help a lot in coming close to your family and friends but only if used judiciously.On the contrary it can lead to severe consequences like huge mobile bills;-) So the next time you use it , just be sure to use it within limits and there you will be getting into people life, analysing it and throwing out your suggestions for the same, satiating your insatiated souls making it beleive how mature and sweet you are(sarcastical laugh).
P.S. There is a group on facebook called 'Aur Bata' and I am a fan of the same. Thats where the whole idea of writing this blog came by the way:-)
A takiyakalam (various spellings . e.g. takia kalaam) is a Hindi/Punjabi/Urdu word or phrase used to describe a word, expression or phrase that a person frequently uses in conversation, often at the end of a sentence, and invariably without really thinking about it.
How true is the definition of this word.To tell you the truth I am totally in love with the phrase ...'Aur bata'. It has such a significance in lives of us Indians.We just keep using it so regularly that it has become a part of us, and without just realizing ,it does help us a lot in so many situations.
The other day I called up my friend in general to catch up on whats going on. I had a word with her last week as well so wasnt really sure on what new will be there to talk about , but just to keep in touch I had to give her a call.So I called her up , we exchanged greetings on how is it going and how has she been (gawddddd, as if I dont know, and as if something really bad/good has happened in 1 week) and then I didnt know what to say/ask/talk about. Thus this awkward 5 second silence was followed by my 'Aur Bata....',which started a series of talks about what she's planning on her career followed by another 'aur bata', leading to whats going on in other people's life, who is getting divorced, who is getting married, followed by another 'aur bata', again leading to analysis of whats good and whats not, ending up in a call of 45 minutes....whoaaa. Soon I realized why by hubby is mostly pissed off at my phone being busy most of the times and resulting in a fit of anger seeing my mobile bills.
An eye opener that day, I realized 'aur bata','sahi mein','like' do help a lot in coming close to your family and friends but only if used judiciously.On the contrary it can lead to severe consequences like huge mobile bills;-) So the next time you use it , just be sure to use it within limits and there you will be getting into people life, analysing it and throwing out your suggestions for the same, satiating your insatiated souls making it beleive how mature and sweet you are(sarcastical laugh).
P.S. There is a group on facebook called 'Aur Bata' and I am a fan of the same. Thats where the whole idea of writing this blog came by the way:-)
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