A long drive late night across the bridge in Mumbai and stopping over to feel the feeling!
Ok, I have recheked with S on the rules if I can only list 10 and not 40 like she did 
that too after repeated threats 
I am makin an attempt to finally post them,
No. 1 : My loving Mom, family and close friends…
No. 2: …that I am still a simple, loving and caring person and have not changed with times..
No. 3: Friends who have accepted me back
No. 4: Some horrifying nightmares that I got rid of
No. 5: My weight-loss
No. 6: Mom’s made khana, Anda parantha, kadhi chawal, rajma chawal, chicken kebabs with salad and parantha not to forget the hot cup of adraki chai.
No.7: Long drives, weekend tours, enjoying monsoon and getting drenched
No.8: My latesht phone and ipod
No. 9: My job even during the recession
No. 10: Books, wordpress, facebook, orkut, twitter, music, movies (Not like Kambakht Ishq of course)….
Thanks God!
No, this is not another title of any gloomy fiction post but the recent bollywood release that I had to tolerate for 2 n a half hours at Imax with a GOOD FRIEND (Keep Guessing 
)…It started with a slapstik comedy..and when the director I guess went aimless he added a bit of emotion, action and high doze of melodrama. Still when he could not comprehend what was missing he signed on Sylvester Stallone and Denise from Hollywood to add the touch if it can work that extra mile and earn some gross profit over it….
Over all, a sleazy flick….and I would rate the movie half a star just for Kareena’s cool attitude and Akki’s presence The day doesn’t end here, we had a round of chole Bhature (of course we did feel guilty after checkin Kareina’s Size Zero)…and home made chai….& then on a Shopping Mission to SHOPPERS STOP where we splurged quite a bit 
Oh yes, back home again a round of chai with piping hot Maggi at the terrace
Lovely cute green plants. They are life supporting and so soothing isn’t???….I was just waiting for the monsoons to arrive so that I could adorn my terrace garden. Here; started with a few of them….
Plan to add Bonsai plants, champa, bougainvillea, Gulmohr…
I got rid of my lousy EX- Hand Phone and freakin with a new ….NOKIA 5800 which is super coooooooooooooool 
And this is another sleek Video Ipod…..
The curtains made of fine linen were flowing gently with serene current of air and she sat looking outside the French windows thinking of what happened last night. Her eyes were moist and she looked crumpled and forlorn.
“Please give me one more chance, I plead & beg of you”, Arunima fell at his feet weeping inconsolably. Shailesh conveniently shrugged her off and mercilessly said “I don’t care but it’s all over now”. “Shailesh, but I love you, and I am being sorry about the whole thing” and “No” came the answer. “Have you ever thought what would happen to me later, what if I do something to myself? Arunima whimpered. “Huh! What else can be expected, you would leave me with more troubles” said Shailesh. “I would do everything you want me to; I would become the way you want me to…please don’t leave me Shailesh….please… Arunima appealed and fell on her knees. “I can’t start over all this just out of forced guilt you moron. Just get off” and Shailesh walked out…
“Oh, I must persuade again, after all I love him and want him…relationships are not meant to be lost but worked upon, She pondered over this and suddenly wiping her tears got up. Shailesh seemed to be impassive. By then he was already watching TV in the living room. She was just getting restless…but that went unnoticed. She went and sat next to Shailesh quietly; thinking when he would turn and say something. His phone beeped… he answered politely “Would call you back a little later”, Arunima asked “who was that at this hour?” Shailesh replied indifferently, “A very close friend of mine, does it matter?” Her heart pinched to the core on hearing this. “Shailesh, I need to make a call can you pass on your phone?” said Arunima. She acquired the hand phone and rummaged through the messages sent by his new so called “close friend”…and was appalled to learn the developments. Shailesh yelled, “How dare you, you liar, you &*#$^% bitch…Arunima stared expressionlessly and then rose; slapped him and walked into her room.
Picture this:
She slowly entered the room where Pia lowered her head down and sobbed bitterly. She put her hands over the shoulders and Pia gently looked over to clasp her hands and wail out loud. She could not help but let her cry and feel less burdened. They both have been friends for years together. Rida never believed all this love and crap. She was a carefree, independent and happy go lucky gal. Once the aura had subdued Rida tried to put in plain words and counsel her, “Is he worth all this”? “Oh! Come on all this is ridiculous! How can you be in this state for someone who doesn’t even care?” And there’s nothing called love, its all “draamebaazi”. No one deserves such care and attention other than your family members. Pia whispered slowly “I love him and would always love him, Am sorry but you wouldn’t know since you have not experienced this.”
Two years later:
Pia rushed into the hospital. She was all perturbed and frightened. Rida lay there unconsciously with several life saving equipments. Someone hushed nearby, “Oh poor girl, she did not quite deserve this… and, it’s a heinous crime to kill one self.” Pia sighed heavily thinking how happy she sounded a few months ago when she discovered her friend had found someone special in life.
Gone are the days of eternal love, one time relationship, commitment, hope, faith, endurance and sensitivity. The new mantra and latest trend is move on in life and look for more pleasure & happiness cause all the pain and sufferings are not worth it…especially to survive and thrive in the present & future tense.
Yes,
1. I have rekindled some old` and lost friendships and thanks to my friends for accepting me yet again
2. Started practicing Yoga especially the Surya Namaskars…they pump in so much of energy.
3. Reading boooks at a fast pace…current one is “In the valley of mist”. Good read.
4. Loads of travelling and making new friends….already planning for the next trip.
5. Oh, yes need to prepare for the higher studies abroad…. I hate this one cause I hate to study. P & A forcing me into this… they think am a management material hahaha….
6. Rejoin Rubina for volunteering activities….
7. Prayers…5 times and visit Gurdwara, temples to Thank God that “Everything happens for best and he always thinks right for me and all of us.” God bless…!
I know a lot of friends and family members who have tasted my cooked food, actually appreciate my culinary skills. So I think I should believe them now and strengthen my belief too . Bangalore trip was not just ghoomo-phiroing but cooking too. A cake made in a jiffy ….that supposedly turned out to be good…! Here’s the proof….for all you guys who can just relish through the pic….
Recipe only on request
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