Wednesday, 9 December 2015
My best feature!
After a long tiring day,I opened the refrigerator and behind the butter, just near that red bowl hid a forgotten mango :) we exchanged smiles :) and slurrrp.....ssssllllluuuurrp....sslurrrppp ....I was in heaven next :)
Somebody once asked me about what according to me is my best feature....
I paused for a while and thought if tongue comes in the category of features....I think it does.The only time I don't talk is when I eat....so, mine is visible most of the times ;)
Imagine if there was nothing like taste....if we had to eat just to keep our body working...just like there is potting mix for plants,if we too had such big packets of "something" to feed us...and go back to work....no planning menus....no talking about eateries....no stealing recipes...
Imagine no aroma of freshly baked cake....no sight of butter paneer masala...life would have been totally miserable...no????
"Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it, which was better than when you were, but he didn't know what it was called :)
At times I wonder how we don't appreciate these little blessings....
Yeah u guys keep thinking about it,as my heart says if i move a few boxes here and there, i will definitely find one more mango in the refrigerator to sllllluuuuurp :)
How fat am I??
I honestly don't know how fat I am...Haven't you all seen the asterisk below the BMI calculator saying "It may overestimate body fat in athletes and others who have a muscular build." I console myself thinking that though I was never so athletic, but may be I have a muscular build :P
Today when I looked in the mirror, I wanted to sue the manufacturers
for not mentioning the warning that "Objects in this mirror are smaller
than they appear" :D Then I almost convinced myself that maybe it's not a
good quality mirror and is slightly convex, when unfortunately I saw
the reflection of the door behind me, and it looked so perfect! I didn't
lose hope though....Some days you just look fat...don't you?? or maybe it's just the clothes I am wearing.
When I look at my pictures, I feel I look thinner in my left profile. So
I have deleted the rest of them, and the album has left me pondering!!!
Sometimes I wish I could see myself
walking towards me :D But somewhere in my heart, I don't want it to
happen, because I am not sure if I am ready to face myself :) What if I
look really huge!!!!!
When I ask my dear ones how fat I look, I am told that I am not "that" fat.
THAT????
Sometimes I even walk besides strangers...so that I can be compared to!!! But believe me nothing works :)
I envy thin people, and I envy fat people too...who have accepted their size and eat happily!!
Gulping down my strawberry shortcake, I just realized that fat or thin, there is a lot more in life...
Pakodas, Gulaab jamuns, Jalebis....and the list is endless :) :)
Enterpreneur
How many of you honestly feel that you have that entrepreneurship qualities in you, and you sure can make it big!!??
Well, I do ;)
I have always dreamed big. Seriously, I mean really BIG!
At times in my mind I even pretend that I am being interviewed on TV and practice the question answer round.
Interviewer: So mam, who is behind all your success?
Me: SHHHH.... (feeling shy *blush* *blush*)
I have dreamed of getting my website getting a million hits!
It was me before Mark Zuckenberg who had thought of opening a social networking site.
Grofers was my idea!!
And UBER, It was me!!!!!
And how did I forget to add Food panda in my list. I am the Food Panda :) :)
But the problem is while I am just thinking, dreaming, soaking in my ideas...someone else just implements it and makes a difference.
And then, I start dreaming about the beta version of the launched product...
Sipping my tea, I almost code the entire thing and then sleep over it :p
And then, next morning I see a new app launched, I feel like Deja vu. It has already happened before, well in my dreams :)
Am I wrong when I say
"Jindagi hai jhandwa" :) :)
Thursday, 26 November 2015
My maid, Paro!
You cannot live with them, you cannot live without them!
Duh! You guessed it wrong ;) I am not talking about your spouse, but the maids!
My maid, Paro :)
"Didi, main kal nahi aane wali, bartan saath ke saath saaf kar lena, jyada dikkat nahi hogi tumhe" (Madam, I won't be coming tomorrow, make sure you do the dishes after every meal, won't be much of a problem)
Now, here I am dumbstruck, open mouth and not knowing what to say &*^%
Paro takes a leave for every festival that is celebrated on planet Earth, from Naag Panchami to Christmas!
Goes for gala weddings of relatives. Yes, I use the word GALA here because wedding ceremonies last for 6-7 days!! I remember taking exactly 3 leaves for my marriage!
A little sneeze and cough and she gets hospitalized with two bottles of saline shot!
The other day I was working on my laptop when I heard a shriek, AAAHHH! Hurriedly I went into the kitchen where I could spot exactly 3 drops of blood on her middle finger (a tiny cut). I cleaned and applied a band aid, and just when I was about to leave she said, "Ab kaise kaam karu, baaki ke bartan tum saaf kar lo" (How can I work now, please do the remaining dishes)
No, no ,no, no, no, the next morning while I was literally praying that Paro gets "well" and comes to work, "Ding dong"! Excitedly I opened the door to see a woman dressed in the zazzy clothes, "Paro, I exclaimed! Shyly she said, "Didi, aaj mera birthday hai, bus yehi batane aayi thee" (Today is my birthday, just dropped by to tell you the same).
Happy Birthday Paro!
Dumbstruck, open mouth again, I went inside to pick up the mop.
Na kar tu ghamandwa,
Jindagi hai jhandawa!
Chuhe!
Nah...not rats. I have something about nose rats. Well I have called them naak ke chuhe since the day I started talking.
"Naak ke chuhe"
I don't know how many of you know what I am talking about.
I really wanted to look up in google about an "English" name or a more sophisticated name for it :)
My search for naak ke chuhe took me to --
-- Hindi shabdkosh where the meaning of chuhe and chuhedaani were explained.
Nooooo, I said to myself..
-- A few scrolls, I was directed to an idioms page "Pet mein chuhe doudna"
Duhhh!!
-- "You are the rat of my nose" was the explanation on a page
???
-- I was even given an option to check a page on Ayurveda "Naak ki sabse kharaab bimaari"
%^&^
-- Next link was "Speaking tree", which read
"Es duniya mai har desh or har sanskriti mai shagun or apshagun ko maana jata hai. Koi bhi aisa yug nai tha jab prakitik sanketoo ko na mana gaya ho. Koi bhi puranik granth es baat se inkaar nahi karta ki prakiti hame aane wale samye ki jaankaari sanketoo mai date hai"
Om Shanti!
Google dear, only if you could give me one link where I could explain to the readers that I actually wanted to talk about those tiny dirt balls, which people pick from the nose and kind of therapeutically make them round and round and round to perfection with the thumb and index finger before tossing them in the air.
Na kar tu ghamandwa
Jindagi hai jhandawa!
Post about it will follow ;) ;)
Ting Tong!
Having sipped on my cutting morning tea in my newly done balcony, appreciating the chirping of birds, the lovely winter breeze, the rising sun...I suddenly felt "the" pressure. Wow!, I said to myself. It's a beautiful day!!
Newspaper in my hand, I was smiling in the loo and thinking how human body is a miracle in itself!
By the passing of each little minute, I grew closer to biology. I was deep engrossed in my thoughts. Was I meditating in some way? Nah, I don't know.
Just when that small miraculous morsel of pizza which had traveled all the way from Domino's kitchen, to my esophagus to my anus, churning round and round through my intestines, bearing all the acid attacks from liver and pancreas, was about to meet his floating friends, and me silently enjoying the whole process, there was a TING TONG!!
Somebody at the door!! I knew it was my maid. And if I didn't open the door at the second bell, she will disappear..
Now this is CRISIS!
Here comes the decision making moment!
This is the time when you have to make a choice..
Should I STOP then and there, wash my hands and open the door OR
Should I take the road less traveled by....
Na kar tu ghamandwa..
Jindagi hai jhandawa!!
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