Happy Republic Day…

Freedom in Mind, Faith in Words,
Pride in our Heart, Memories in our Souls.
Lets Salute the Nation on REPUBLIC DAY......

Uhm…being a Non Resident Indian, to be frank…it seems that such days doesn’t actually give too much importance to many of us, afterall, we don’t get the Public Holidays here, right…?

But, today I wondered…why so…Why don’t we feel that passion and patriotism…was it because many of us really doesn’t know much about the freedom struggle or the hardships our ancestors have faced…the pain and trouble our freedom fighters have suffered to earn us our independence today…We are so ignorant..Once a while…when we watch some army movies, tears well up in ur eyes and that is it…maybe for few days, u would be a bit gloomy thinking of those olden days…and then u r back to the old self…

Shamefully, let me admit..I too have to count myself into that group…Its not that I don’t know about those days…I have educated myself with lots of real life stories of those days through reading and stories from my grand pa…I have been to many places which even today would remind u that U are an Indian and Patriotism is there deep inside u…especially the Jallianwala Bagh, Wagah Border, India Gate and many such monuments…Thanks to my uncle who have been in the army, due which, every school vacation…we used to have a visit to his house…wherever he was posted then, we would spend few days there…

Thus, I could enter the grounds of Jallianwala Bagh…I watched with horror, "The Martyrs' Well", and imagined myself running around the place to save my life…the bullet marks on the walls looked like live missiles for me… those were marks of the bullets that didn’t stain themselves with the blood of innocent Indians…Haa…The Jallianwala Bagh massacre for sure entered our History Text Books…but did it really enter our heart… I have to agree, till that day, it was just another portion to be by-hearted for your examination… Only when I really walked through that area, did I feel the tremor in me…the fear and courage the patriots might have faced that day…

When I witnessed the parade at the Wagah Border, I felt my heart feeling proud…I AM AN INDIAN and I AM PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN… I too screamed at the top of my voice along with those hundreds who had gathered there…That MERA BHARAT MAHAN…BHARAT MATA KI JAI… was THE day, that I realized PATRIOTISM is in my blood too…

If I start writing my experience on my visits to these places, I would go on and on…But then, trust me, those were the moments when I had really wished…If I could serve my country..like those thousands of Soldiers of our Army, Navy and Airforce…I know, as I type these words down… thousands would be witnessing the grand Republic day parade where the different regiments of the army, the Navy and the Air force march past in all their finery and official decorations…What to do…we are here for our living…and so I am at work…and not watching that parade for myself…

I wouldn’t want to end this without saying a few words about one of my friend…He was in the Army…For some unexplainable reasons, he had to leave army…But even today…he regret that day, when he had to leave the army…He regret his decision to voluntarily resign from the services…So today morning, I was greeted a Good Morning with his email where he was also wishing my a Happy Republic Day…as he asked me, How was the Republic day treating me..I replied him with an email with a Song that depicted the importance of our Mother Country…and…

He got emotional..and nostalgic and sentimental…Without his permission, I am quoting his email here (I am deleting some parts for my own reasons)…This is just for you to know…to feel…to understand… how it is to be a Soldier…and how it is not to be one…

"Yesterday I was listening to ‘Aiy mere watan ke logon…zara aankh mein bhar lo paani’…..I couldn't resist the tears and regret for shedding the uniform.

I know…we as a nation has come out of all those things…now a days there is no more such sacrifices etc…not as what use to be during the war times or the WW times. I have collection of all war movies. Been watching them everyday…it disconnects me from present and I am able to forget everything else for that moment atleast.

Da, the day I marched out of the commandant office after the final office handing over and returned to room…for a few minutes I was blacked out and I was hesitant to remove the uniform. I was in that full color dress (winter one). One by one I removed the jacket, the stars, the belt everything…..I folded it back into my trunk and decided that I will never even look at it again. And till date, I have not opened that trunk box and looked at it. it must be still smelling my sweat then…..That uniform was so dear to me….from the moment I could make sense out of things…there was only one dream….to be an Army officer nothing more or less… "

All I want to tell my friend is…Past is Past…God has decided some things for us…and they have to happen as time passes…Be happy, that you could serve your country, be it for a few years…Remember, there are many who would deeply wish that they could wear that Proud Uniform and serve their nation, atleast for one day… I, too, had this dream of becoming an Airforce officer…to be precise..A Pilot…uhmm..my parents never let me be one…Their reason was.. “We have only one daughter and we don’t want to miss / loose her…” …today, I think…IF ALL PARENTS HAD THOUGHT SO…will we be safely sitting at our homes today…could we ever enjoy our independence…could we ever celebrate a Republic Day… My parents didn’t realize it…then…

A Grand Salute…

To every single Brave Citizen and Soldiers of our Mother Nation who sacrificed their life for our safety, our Independence…
To those Soldiers and officials who are still enduring all hardships at our borders just to safeguard the privacy of our country and its citizens…
To those parents who sacrificed their own Children for the safety of other children…
To those parents who bravely bid goodbye to their children as they join the defence services…

Happy Republic Day…

Villain of my Life…

Mood is off...an argument…triggered the headache off again…Not sure, why..but has been continuously infected with this step sister of mine for past few weeks… none believe at home that I am indeed tired and in pain due my headache…Maybe because I always complain of headache…maybe they are also fed up with this Statement… “Haa I am having a bad headache..”

Mom takes it as an Excuse I say to relieve myself from the house chores…Hubby takes it as my Usual Statement…But then, at times I feel bad…Why don’t they believe that I am continuously having headache..for what ever reason…My Allergy is under control now..but my headache is still out of control…In a day, I don’t find too much time without having this stingy pain somewhere above my neck…Either, above the eyes, it pierces me...else my forehead is all set to bump out…and other times, its my head that I feel is being cut open with a blade...There were times when I have felt, if I could just pierce out that part of my head ...so that I can scoop the pain off me…uhmm…

Today morning, been to a cousin’s place…a 1 hour journey from home..and for some strange reason, the 1 hour took more time than usual…My headache was there from home and I was reminding me to take a tab before I start my journey, for the reason that I didn’t wanted to irritate others with myself complaining of headache…But then, as usual..I forgot the tab…and so, naturally when I was in the car, I was pressing my head with my fingers…and then jokingly Mom asked… “Again Headache???”…Hubby continued.. “Ah, that is nothing new…its her usual way…” Joke for them… but for me..I was suffering…feelings = HURT…I ignored…and tried to keep cool ignoring the pain…

At cousin’s place, I tried to be cheerful more than anybdy else…Oh yes, I am really good at hiding my real self for days and months before an outburst…I dint wanted to upset the cousin either, she was pregnant and was HAPPY to see us after months…dint wanted to spoil her mood…As day passed by, Mom’s bro, my uncle gave a call from neighbouring country…Mom was happily talking to him..and between suddenly, I heard her concern…haa..maybe my uncle said, hes having a headache…

Mom: “Oh, dear…take care…try some garlic…u took any medicine?…take XXX..its good for headache....”

I listened in awe…what a love…flowing out…grrr…as soon as the call was over I mocked… “ha, when it was ur brother…look at the concern..here ur own daughter is complaining of headache and she bothers little..and ridicule me…”

I knew in advance what she would be saying… as I have heard it many a times before too… “For you, its an excuse…u r always saying headache headache…so who will bother about it…”

Somehow, this slipped from my mouth… “Mom, just wait and see..maybe I have some Brain Tumour..and when I die soon of this headache, then u would sit and hate urself…feeling sad for mocking me today…that day u would say… ‘Oh my poor daughter..when she complained of headache, I dint bother…but she was indeed in pain…”

This was said half as a joke..but half seriously…instigated by the pain I had due headache and their ignoring my pain…uhmm….What continued was an explosion from mom for talking too much…grrr…But would I ever change…this loose talk…

But then, jokes apart…its true…the headache is the Villain in my life today…Daily, I will find myself pressing my head hard to alleviate this pain... Nothing much work..as I try hard not to take tabs, the pain has to be faced by me physically..through out…Lately, I noticed, anything unpleasant..be it an argument or a news from News paper, immediately gives me a headache..maybe its psychological…especially, lately the news paper is filled with the news of Sexual Assault Case…where a 4 yr old girl was molested by 3 men; her school bus staffs including the driver, cleaner and assistant…What the hell is happening…How could they be soo mean to a girl who is just 4 year old…what pleasure can they have in this…

I don’t wanna talk more on that…as naturally, it would increase the pain…but after reading numerous reports on the case, I cant actually get to any conclusion...did something bad really happen or is there any foul play…what is reality…time would prove.. I hope…but then, if there was really some crime in this…Such criminals should be punished…and if I was the person to give them their judgement….I would order them to be tied in a public road…and people should be given turns to castrate them little by little…along with powdering their wound with loads of salt and chilly powder…trust me, this should be specially done by their own family members…Trust me, I REALLY HATE THEM….

Gosh, how much ever I try taking myself off from this issue…I just cant…whyyyyyyyyyyy…maybe, smwhere, I see myself in that girl…maybe I see my sisters in that girl..maybe I see many daughters in that girl…If I had a daughter…she also would have been almost her age now…maybe I am seeing my own kid in her…I really hope that justice do reach her…and she recover from all this safely…and grow up into a beautiful, strong and successful woman…

Uhmm..hey guys, help me now…my head ache is eating me now…I hate this…

The Villain of my Life…

A Rare Specimen...

So…friends…Its already 10.20am here and the sun is just planning to come out and bless me…Oh yes, I said it right…Bless me…as I am freezing here…I look no less than an Eskimo today…and others around me is still wondering, if I have some invisible Antartic envelope around me to get dressed up like this…hehe!!!What to do…what to doo…after all, they should be knowing it by now, that I hate COLD…they should be knowing I am HOT person…cool na…to think so..even if none else agree to it…kidding…some do agree…haha!!! Feels so good when we boast of ourselves…and as I cant do it openly with my mouth…better do it into my blog…who can stop me here…hehe!!!

No, what I said is true…For a change I am wearing a Trousers and Full Sleeve Shirt…and then got my body into a very thick Jacket that reach below my hips…It is really cold…and I am freezing…the other two ladies are too wrapped up in a Kashmiri shawl and a Sweater…but then they don’t look as stupid as me…as I have really gone overboard with this black thickkkkkkk jacket…I can hardly pull out my head from this jacket..its that thick…I wish I had a gloves too…and socks…and Monkey cap…and a neck scarf…and a…HEATER….yesss..that is what I need…or maybe a Fire …

OK OK…now I am too much..I know that…I will try to be normal…but my fingers are numb..and that makes me a bit not so normal…in my mood…TO start with..I am sleepy even after sleeping 8 hours…I am hungry, even after eating an apple bigger than a pineapple and yoghurt…and an Arabic bread….U see, this is the only time I diet…bcoz afternoon and night I cant ignore the home made rice and curry…So to do some justice to my inner conscious…I reduced the amount of rice in my lunch box…but then to compensate, I fill myself more than anything during dinner…So u can now understand, tht I am extremely following the Pattern “Brk fast like a King, Lunch like a Prince and Dinner like a Pauper…”…but in the opposite manner…Ohoo..now I am feeling depressed…grrr…how will I rid myself off this extra fitting over my tummy…For some strange reason, apart from me, not much people ever notice that…being at the bottom limit of my weight limitation, I shouldn’t be losing anymore weight…but cant I lose some of that pouch that I got as gift with my baby…

Yesterday night, my mom woke me up…just to start an argument…ON WHY SHOULD I TAKE LUNCH…ok…now what happened was..I had a heavy dinner..naturally when I was packing my lunch box with some rice for afternoon, I thought…I SHOULD REDUCE MY RICE INTAKE…So I just dropped One big spoon of rice and some Beet Root Curry…and that’s it…the Lunch box looked almost empty with very little rice at one corner of the tiffin…Unfortunately, mom happened to see this…and assumed maybe I forgot to pack rice…and so woke me from my sleep to ask me…Why didn’t I keep rice for lunch…and naturally my reply irritated her… “One spoon of rice for Lunch? Then BETTER DON’T EAT ANYTHING”…she argued…I acted as if I was already asleep…she left the room…lol!!!...[Now how am I going to manage with this little food in the afternoon is another question…]

Apart from this, now I am much better healthwise…Did I update you all with that bit of information? OK, I missed..but should never have…as only when u know abt it…u can feel proud of urself..for knowing me…for being my friends…U see, I am too much a specimen …a rare find…not everybody will be lucky to come across a person like me…Now, this is not me boasting…but my doctor’s diagnosis and my friend’s comment…(I hate my friend for that comment…u will know as I finish this…)

So…I have been suffering from heavy sneezing, nose block and what not from last few years…U would have never seen me without either of this before…I never knew how to breathe through my nose…Unfortunately, my son had inherited this “IMMUNITY DEFECT” from me…so he too was allergic boy…atleast not like me…I sneezed atleast 10 time every 30minutes…Last October, I found out about this one doctor…too busy that he wasn’t even taking new patients..still I managed to get an appointment for my son in November…An allergy test was done and he was diagnosed with Dust Termite allergy…But the doctor was more affected seeing my condition as I spoke to him…He said…U NEED TREATMENT MORE THAN HIM….He granted me an appointment in December…My change in my son’s health was tremendous…I belived the doctor now..He knew his work…

Thus I gave him the opportunity to diagnose me …Lucky him…As he took out the Allergy testing kit, he was sure, that I too had Dust Termite allergy…and that is all…I also was sure…Yeah, only Dust Termite…the wicked termites…Doctor pricked me, somewhere around 20 pricks on my right hand with different allergens…He asked me to wait…He predicted I will have two balls coming out of two of the pricks proving that I was allergic to Dust…I too keenly observed my hand…The hand started feeling itchy…Doctor said, “NOOO…Its gonna be little itchy around those two pricks only..so don’t worry…”… He left me there to keep the Allergy kit back in the refrigerator (I suppose)…I could feel as if my whole hand was going itchy itchy..I wanted to bite through my hand…grrr…

As I watched, I could see the skin swelling up here and there...Not one or two…but lots…almost on top of all the pricks…SHOCKED…more than me, the doctor was shocked, when he came back and saw my hand…All red and swelling up…I was allergic to so many things???The doctor himself, had to pick out the Allergen list to confirm what were each pricks for…as he has never seen anybody with so much allergy…

NOW, I am allergic to…Dust Termite (how can I avoid that in a Desert), House Termites (Should I get out of my Home?), Cockroach (They are in the air..dead/alive), Dog (No where near me…), Cat (Good, I don’t keep pets), Tree (I am not in India, now), Grass (Neither in a park..), Mould (Now, Clean the Air Conditioners…pleaseeeee), Horse (Thank god, I am not a Horse Jockey…) etc etc…I was fed up…I am not fit to live in the greenery as I am allergic to Trees and Grass…I am not fit to live in the Desert as I am allergic to Dust…I can’t live in the Snow as I am allergic to Cold Climate…So…where can I live…grrr…The doctor sorrowfully said.. “Dear, u r allergic to too many stuffs…so No Injections can give you quick relief…Only thing, we will start on a course of action and slowly deal with it…”… Uhm…and Now I am following that course of action…and Yes, I have vast change in my health…I sneeze only very little now…No nose block…I breathe thru my nose…for a change…but has to be extremely careful and avoid the allergens as much as possible…uhmmm…

But worst was when I had to face a Cruel person…I did just one mistake..I shared what the doctor said with my husband…and he shared it with MY so called BEST FRIEND, M… Next thing that happened was…he informed this stuff with the whole network of our friends and relatives…and this is exactly what he said everybody…

“Did u know…She is a rare find…Even the doctor was surprised to find such a patient..the doctor had to take out his old Medical Books and study from first to treat her…He was saying, that in this many years of his profession, he has never come across such a specimen…Most probably, she is planning to donate herself to one of the Medical College for future researches and studies on Allergy…”

Grrr…he turned me into a Medical Specimen…What did he think of himself??? Am I some sort of rat or monkey for the students to experiment on me??? A Guinea Pig??? I hate him…I hated him more, when he called me on a conference call with almost 4 of my friends, husband, mom and brother (all connected in one call)…and as I sat their holding the phone against my ears…I heard all of them discussing deeply on how they should divide me to donate me to Medical Colleges for Researches and Studies…Frustratingly, I heard my brother arguing that “She is the property of Indian Medical Colleges”…while somebody else saying “NO, She is property of this country, she is living here”…while another saying “She should be donated to the Doctor’s country as he discovered her…” ...I am sure if they had any chance they would have put me into those Test Tubes and packed me off to one of the Medical College for the students to research on...After all, I was hard to find otherwise...Lol, wouldn't be surprised if my friend start an exhibition letting people come and watch me...

A Rare Specimen…

Just for You...

Hey guys, guess what…today, I walked out of my house with a very very bad frowning face…Reasons are many…I was feeling sick from yesterday…sort of feverish…I had to sacrifice the Celebrity-Choreographer dance reality show, just due my illness…and had to get stuck with my blanket and bed from yesterday eve…

To add to the sick feeling, my son woke up with a cranky mood and I ended up shouting early morning to stop him being fussy…When he see me raise voice, he stops…uhmm..a bad way to raise kids, I know..but then I was not in good mood myself..right??? Anyways, my son was the most sweetest after that..he happily got dressed and got into his bus…but while I was walking back to my car, I realized…my head was spinning…Migraine…grrr…I didn’t wanted to fall sick right at the start of the year…so I drove bravely to work…

Oh, by the by, let me tell u about the climate today…Beautiful…a bad day to have a headache..I should say…It is 10am here now in this desert..and would u believe we can see nothing called Sun here still..it looks like a 0600pm in the eve…the sky is clear, but no Sun…wow, wish it was like this another day…as I am in no mood to enjoy the weather…I was the first to reach office..as usual atleast 15 mts before office time…It was dark inside the office…on this 51st floor of my Tower…The bulbs gave the office a calm and soothing feel…I would have loved this..but my head was breaking…

But then…a surprise…a sweet surprise…and now, even if my head is breaking, I have a bright Halo around it…and I feel happy and shy…my bad mood is gone…Now I am able to enjoy the climate too…know why…

Thanks to a new found bloggy friend…She is ‘Red’…Oops..Rohini…Sorry dear, but your name means that…it has another meaning too..but maybe u would kick my ____ if I publish that here…lol!!! So what did she do to make me embarrassed…Nothing special…She just praised meeeeeeeee….Coooool naaaa!!!

Ok, now what happened is…Yesterday, work was too dull..having nothing to do…I was going thru Dost’s past posts…I have read almost 80% I suppose…and then I started going through blogs he had gone thru…and I saw this one name...“Train of Thought…” …uhmm... sounds interesting…So I clicked it open…and what did I see there…MEEEEEEEEE….yes, friends…I saw another Me in there…

Trust me, Rohini, what ever you said as comments, that is exactly what I felt while reading your posts…and like you…even I went through your first posts…2009 June and July…and for each post, I wanted to let you know, how close your thoughts were to mine…Ofcourse, there are big dissimilarities too…but then, there were many obvious similarities…lol…and thus I knew, I was going to go thru all ur posts in the coming days…and that is why I came over to your page today again and saw a post on MEEEEEE….I was overwhelmed…

Dost (Rohini’s Partha Sir), unknowingly you got me one more friend…Rohini, you know, Dost has introduced me to many of his blog friends…and this time, he did it without even knowing it…lol!!! Rohini, I call him Dost, where I give him respect for his age but feeling of a friend…a Sir might bring a distance in my relation to him…So he is my ‘Dost’…And as you have read in many pages of my blog, I prefer staying within my space of anonymity…atleast, I don’t want to end up standing in front of smbdy abt whom I might have blogged…good or bad…Bcoz, as I said…neither my parent / hubby nor my colleagues / friends know that I blog…Any reader that reads this blog comes just like that…Either they came seeing my comment (like u) or maybe just like that…(only they would know how…)..hahaha!!!

Now, Dost wanted to know my name…but only if I was comfortable…I wasn’t then, those days…So he named me Anamika = Nameless…I loved that name…Today, Dost knows me and who I am…but still, he calls me Anamika as now he too realizes “WHAT IS THERE IN A NAME..”…right, Dost???

You also reminded me of Roshni, a Junior at my school...She was a huge of mine..Why she had a crush on me, maybe only she knows...But then, one day when her English Teacher (mine too) asked her to take some book to me, she refused...It was then, her classmates revealed to the Teacher that Roshni had a huge crush on me and that she was also scared of me...lol!!! She was cherishing this crush for me for almost 4-5 years...The teacher didnt waste much time letting me know this and I went over to her class to see this girl...Lol..she was one year junior to me...and u should have seen her, when she saw me approaching her class...She was almost running away while her classmates pulled her and brought her to me...

The scene was smthing like...I was Gabbar Singh and she the Basanthi...hahaha!!! For quite some years after me leaving the school, she used to keep in touch through letters (posts..no emails then na..) and then at one point I lost contact with her...I doesnt know where is she today...but still search for her in different Networking sites..maybe some day I will find her...uhmm...

Ok...now I went nostalgic and sentimental...grrr...Just that your name and ur Post Title "Blog Crush" reminded me of her...Anyways, Rohini, I think I have answered your queries…right??? You can call me anything…J or Anamika…or Jzt…U can even call me Black, Blue or Green bcoz I called u Red…hehee!!! But then, all I wanna tell you is...

Thanks for what u did for me today…
Thanks for making me forget my headache

Thanks for the beautiful post…
Thanks for making my day…

After all, today, you have made my cheeks glow Reddddddddddd….So this post is all for you...

Just for you...

An Unusual Relation...

It was late for me to expect an SMS on my personal mobile…late night…in spite of the fact that I worked night shifts…it was not so usual to receive sms then…at that time of the night…Still expecting some surprise sms from some close ones, I opened the inbox of my mobile…What I saw surprised me..or should I say shocked me…uh??? It was more than a request, a plea…a heartbreaking plea from some female to another female…I was wondering…what it meant..as the message said Something like… “Let me live...please give him to me…I love him more than anything…please let me have my life back…You don’t need him, right???”

I wondered, was it a joke...the sender’s number gave no rings in my mind…neither was I expecting such an sms…nor was I sure, Who does she want from me…I was not holding anyone with me…Infact, I had let loose everything that I had….I was married now...I never knew, if my husband had some other girl in his life who could plead to me to let him go to her…No other past of my life was I holding on to…Then Who?? Who is SHE?? WHOM does she want from me???My heart was beating in a fast pace…

With shivering heart and shaking fingers, I dialed the number of the sender from the local phone…Didn’t know what language should I be using…as I had no idea what was waiting for me on the other side of the phone…Two rings and the call got connected…I could hear a faint voice…

“Hello..”

[I was still not sure…still I spoke out…]

“Hiiiii…???”

“Yes???”

“Uhmmhhh!!! Actually, sorry for disturbing…I just received an SMS…Was wondering who this was…As I have no clue about the meaning of the SMS.”

[I could hear some sobbing and sniffings at the other end…I started feeling uneasy…What am I getting myself into, I wondered…but continued…]

“Hello…??? Sorry, if I bothered you…But I think, you send the SMS to the wrong number…as I don’t think I should be the one receiving it…”

“Uhm, Sorry…I was upset…I pressed the wrong number, maybe..I was too depressed…”

[I could hear the girl crying…or rather trying hard to hold herself from crying…Some pity took over me..]

"Could I be of any help..”

“No, its fine..I shall be fine..Thanks…”

"Ok, then..if u need to talk..please don’t hesitate to call..At times, talking out your heart could help u ease your tension…Bye.."

“Bye…”

I sat in front of my computer…still not believing what I just did…Talking to a stranger in the middle of the night…and that too a girl who was depressed and sad…I knew nothing about her…What mental situation was she in…I had no idea…But as my thoughts moved, it travelled through really scary routes…What IF the girl was so depressed that she commited suicide…What IF the police get my number as the last call to her..Gosh…Did I get myself into deep @#$%$...

Minutes passed by and made it hours…I was about to finish my work for that night…But the call and the girl’s voice still haunted me..I was scared…I was looking at my mobile every now and then…Was I expecting a call from her or the Police…I don’t know…But I was expecting a call…and then it rang again…with her number…the number was familiar to me by then..afterall, I have been going thru that SMS almost 100 times…I answered the call and started talking..

“Hello..”

“Hello, Its me..We spoke some time back…”

[I was panic stricken till then..but now, I was OK…She sounded OK and Normal…uhmm…]

“Hai..U sound much better than before..Is everything alright…What happened..would u like to talk to me..about it…I might not be of much help..but maybe I can listen to you…U see, at times, even that helps…”

“Oh, yes…surely, thanks for calling earlier…I was in a very bad state then..now I am OK…and thanks for offering your help to listen to me…It is smthing really personal…”

“Its ok, if you don’t feel like sharing it with me..Just take care of urself…”

“Hey, No..nothing like that…the thing is that..I love one guy a lot…we are good friends…But he loves somebody else…But she is already married and is no longer in touch with him…But, he is still stuck with that phase of his life…I was sending SMS to that girl and by mistake it reached you…”

[I knew not what to say…still..]

“Uhm..that is a bad situation…I really doesn’t know what to say…But then dear, trust me, IF your love is true and pure, some day he would recognize it and come to you…No use you contacting that female who is no longer in the scene…You see, maybe she had her own reasons to leave him…We never know…This I am saying from my experience…Just give him some time…I will surely pray for you”

[God, Am I some priest or what…What am I doing..Preaching my disciples???]

“Hey, thanks dear…thanks a lot..Your words really are comforting…I know, I should not expect anything in return…I will wait for him…even if it was for my whole life…”

“Good, you can call me anytime u want…I can listen to you atleast…OK???”

“Yeah sure, Will keep in touch…Sorry for disturbing you this late…”

“No probs…I work night shifts…so u haven’t disturbed my sleep..U just take care, OK??? Bye…” (I was relieved…)

That was the end of that conversation…but the beginning of a relation…a strange one..rather…

An Unusual Relation…

NB: This really happened to me exactly 4 years back…Maybe the wordings of the conversation have some changes…But this is exactly what happened..Nothing less Nothing More… What happened after that day was like one of those Suspense thriller movie..where a Mystery was slowly getting Unfold…The Mystery of the Girl…and her love…We are still in touch…She still speaks to me when she is happy or sad…Neither her love for him has changed nor the situation she was has...Yes, He has still not gone to her…I just hope and pray that IF god think her love is genuine and true, let her get what she want…soon…

Ouchhhh...Its me, The Robo Me...

Happy New Year…!!!

Ok, guys…first day of office in this year…and I am an official Robot today…heheh!!! You could guess why as I had earlier also been into the same mode…(Click here to read my Old post on the Robo Me)…So…now this time, how did I end up into this mode, that could be the question arising and some of u might have already guessed it…Yeah, u guessed it right…Afterall, if u have read my last post on 30th December 2010…U would guess it right…

So, on 31st evening after 10pm, we left with the whole family and a few cousins and a colleague of my husband…to a Restaurant…a family dinner..that was in the plan…haa..the buffet rate was heart breaking as compared to the food they served…Horrible, is the word I wanted to tell on their face after tasting their food… A Hotel Chain, who were always famous for the most delicious food had stooped so low in their food quality with a change of the Head Cook…Disgusting…But, then the ambience was good…the Restaurant room opening into a deck over the sea…

The cold wind from the sea made it almost impossible for us to stand outside…still, we did enjoy the fireworks at 12…and then some hugs between each other wishing each other a good New Year…uhmm…really, prayed hard that the coming year is superb…for all of us…My parents left with my son home after that… as for us, night was still young and we haven’t yet celebrated the New Year in full style…lol!!!..Yeah, the Agenda was dancing…and NO PLACE to go…As we were exactly at the opposite side of the place where we could find a decent Disco theque…

An option came up…there was a pub…a Philipino pub right near the restaurant…and due some “Vasta” we got free entry into that place…Gosh, how I ran out from there within 5 mts of entry..only I know..the place was not actually a Disco theque but a Dance bar, where a couple was showing some Vulgar dance moves…and I had no courage to watch it with my cousins…lol…Then we decided to drive to the other end…the happening place…and find some Disco theque…As it was already past 12.30 and the Discos close at 0300am, our hopes were not so high…

As we approached the city, the heavy traffic that we saw ahead resembled that we were just about to reach one of those Vehicle Impoundment Parking….we quickly diverted ourself before entering the area..and was almost losing hope…and Viola…..right in front of us stood one of the best Indian Disco Theque…We rushed, before my hubby stopped the car, myself and his colleague jumped out and checked if they were open and knew the Rate too..It was feasible…

Rest of the gang joined in no time..and we rushed to the Disco…and…what shocked us was…the rate they squeezed out from us was double what they told us at the reception…We couldn’t complain as we were desperate to get in there and start dancing to the Music…uhmmm…me and my dance love…literally our purse burnt off…

As we entered…a Promotion Staff, I suppose..handed me a pack…it is normal, for any show in this country, we get loads of hampers and promotional packs of different items…I didn’t even look what it was…just grabbed it asked Hubby to keep it in his pocket..and rushed in…From 01.30 to 0345, we danced..NON STOP…I could feel soreness in my leg…but I didn’t care…my cousin and my hubby’s colleague also dance their head out…We even witnessed an Exclusive Sandal Slap by a girl…hehe!! Think one of the guy got naughty and the girl had to show what her sandal size was by hitting it on his face…Soon he was literally carried off from the area by the Bouncers…Cool…

They announced the closing of the Disco and we left the place 5 mts before that…but the moment we stepped out, the pain came in…I couldn’t feel that I had a neck…infact my leg felt like a heavy piece of log…which I was trying hard to carry with me…I couldn’t see myself even reaching the Car Parking..wished somebody had carried me over…Lol..WHO??? rest of the gang was equally worried and wondering whether they could even stand up the next day…uhmmm…Worst was, we smelled like Cigarette Stubs…Yuck…Naturally, we can’t expect less…even if none of us smoke or drunk, rest of them did, right???

Now, when I woke up yesterday, I was like a Robot…I remember requesting my husband to atleast lift me from my bed and keep me straight on the floor…hehe!!! And he did exactly that…I felt, he was lifting some mannequin from the floor to set it on the showroom window…uhmmm…Today..its atleast much better than yesterday…with some hot water showers…I could manage atleast this much…But then I still find it difficult to make myself get up from this chair or turn and look at somebody without an OUCH escaping my mouth…grrrr…

Whatever be…I enjoyed the night and really wish the New Year is fully filled with such happy and exciting days…Hey, my colleague behind me wanna ask me something…Hell, how can I turn my head now…

OUCHHHHHHHHH….