Happiness Always

My passion becoming a reason for my Obesity

2012-01-23T03:07:00.000-08:00

My passion of cooking and innovating delicious flavors giving me hard time by making me gain extra pounds. And also this thing called tension and stress and boredom makes me put on weight. Its not the matter with all but i am a wonder i guess. Who ever i mention that i have become fat because i am not happy now a days they lol and say u r kidding. But its the fact when i feel upset or bored or angry the best thing i do is cook. yeah i cook, its my passion i find peace in it. I obviously innovate with my dishes and end up eating them. They turn to be so delicious that i couldn't resist and eat it all. Waise bhi my brothers intentionally fight with me and piss me off because they know i will cook something delicious and they can have it.

And its the whole reason why am putting on weight. All the time i have i spend with my neice and nephew and while they sleep (they have to sleep a lot) i feel bored and i cook. And there are somethings which i want to get over them so a worm in my head sometimes creeps inside of me and makes me sad. So i eat chocolates and also ice creams.

Yeah i am now gol gol and bubleeee.... Its time i shud realise and start working out. Well i know a couple of ways to lose weight efficeintly and tried it before. I am planning to post them but let me try them once again and if it works a shortcut for fitness is on the way. Wish me luck people.....

P.S.: Someone long ago told me if u tease someone u will become like them (hope u got what i mean). SO i never teased or criticised anyone. But now realising that i am grown up and i should get rid of these blind beleif i critised some1 of being overweight (my pure intension was to let them realise its time to lose) and so may be thats the reason why i am becoming like that. I think i was wrong and i should mind my own business :/.

I love kids

2012-01-22T06:20:00.001-08:00

I am so much occupied by kids at home now a days. I have a niece and nephew almost of the same age(20days difference). Who ever sees them asks are they twins? It was very annoying in begining, obviously ek rota hai toh doosra uske saath shuru ho jata hai and also they were very small like around 3-4 months so tough to understand them. But now its a treasure. every moment spent with them are more than any happiness. Its kind of funny to try to understand every moment of them, oh may be he means that,she means this. They coincidentally smile, wave or lil dance moment they make and we think its his/her favorite song. Later then again kids now a days are so intilligent they smile and like the chanda hai tu song and also the dhinka chika. We played it so frequently that even if these songs werent their favorite they have to like it coz they the only thing they heard day and night. Now being in their 8-9 months age they make me wonder by their actions.

My niece took her first step today. Even she seemed to be so excited. we were so happy that we made her walk million times (not more but 2-3 steps) that we even forgot she will be tired. later she got pissed off and refused even to stand. But it was so good to watch her trying to balance herself.

My cousins being much younger to me i had been a baby sitter to them too when they were kids. I love kids so i have spent most of the time with kids be it be cousins or neighbor kids. I was afraid that i will be having a niece and nephew in few days and may be i have had much of my time with other kids so may be i may not like playing with kids anymore. But Thank God its not the thing. I can play play and play with them all day and night long. But i should accept that though girls being my favourite i love both my niece and nephew alike. Its just that i am bad at handling boys.

Am over whelmed seeing my niece take her first step today that i thought its the time i post something about them. Well i have one or the other thing new about them everyday. Oh ya i forget their favorite toy is cell phone. Give them any thing they go for phone and remote control. We even got a dummy phone but they dont seem to be liking it. They run for mobile phone (with the help of baby walker). God bless them and they will be always loved by their Bua a lot.

F-R-I-E-N-D-S

2011-12-27T02:01:00.000-08:00

Friends is an American sitcom created by David Crane and Marta Kauffman, which aired on NBC from September 22, 1994 to May 6, 2004. The series revolves around a group of friends in Manhattan. The series was produced by Bright/Kauffman/Crane Productions, in association with Warner Bros. Television. The original executive producers were Crane, Kauffman and Kevin Bright, with numerous others being promoted in later seasons. (All this copied fron wiki ;))

In my own words Friends is a series of 6 unique friends. Everyone is best in their own way. Eachone surely will make a way into your life and never ever go away. Its king of funny that everytime i watch i keep relating to me to one or the other character. Their life is so simple and also with lots of problems. Inspite of these they r together and have fun most of the time. I would just ask you guys to watch it atleast once and once u like it u will want to watch it on and on and on and on.. i have seen the 10 seasons may b 4 times and i can watch it 100 more times. If i have nothing to do and no movie plans or nothing and if i wanna pass some quality time here i go with friends. They r the best. The cruel people how did they even get a heart to stop it. May b i am exaggerating but it worth a shot.

The bukkad and *** crazy Joey Tribbiani with his bumbest acting skills(yet so innocent),

The wanna b miss perfect Monica Geller/Bing and her passion for cooking (the never loose attitude)

The multi-talented Phoebe Buffey and her fickle mind (Everyone's mother Theresa kind of also her smelly cattttttttttttttt)

The inferior and sarcastic Chandler Bing (who still doubt abt him being a man i mean he always want to prove he is a mannnnnn--thanks to his dad though)

The ultimate blond Rachel Green. (she is the worlds best blond do need anymore explanation?)

The scientist guy Ross Geller. (sure he is? behaves like a 10 year kid and wants nothing but to marry a straight girl lead life happily/ and over a dinosaur lover)

If u r a Friends fan u will want to kill me for writing only so less about it. If while on a conversation with any new friend of mine if i happen to know even they r friends crazy OMG i feel so good, feels like i have got a world to discuss on. This is one series i wanna preserve for even my grand kids to watch. (This says it all)

Keep smiling and be blessed always.

Yaadein apne liye aur souvenir are for others..

2011-12-17T09:36:00.000-08:00

Jaise ki poorvajon ki nishaani, khaandaani nizhaani, I always have this habit from childhood to save things as a token of remembrace of such and such a incident, such and such a place or people. Like this i have a collection of thousands of souvenir. Everyone at home is kind of irritated by my this habit. Obviously they have to because my collection starts right from my first school uniform, first school shoes, best friend's first gift, first cell phone, even the sim.... the list doesnt end at all. Like this i have a secret closet where i have saved all this. No one is supposed to look into it obviously its messed up :P. In case any of my brothers brake into it then its a call for the world war at home. Ab achanak se i realised may be i was wrong. I kept these things as a remembrace of certain things and moments. Now i realised do i really need stuffs to recherish the moments. No i dont have to. But ek cheez toh hai ki everytime i come accross these stuffs i show it to my little cousins and explain them the story behind it.

Toh mein bus yeh saari cheese doosron ke liye save kar rahi hon. mere liye toh bas yaadein kaafi hai. U know if u narrate the story to people they dont beleive you unless you show them a proof. par me kisiko prove kyun karoon? I have unknowingly saved tons of unwanted things. Let me be little selfish and keep memories to myself and not for others. I dont need these things to remember someone or some moment. I am trying to let go of this things. Mushkil hai par koshish i will do and clean the stuff. Its tough and really hard to do it but i think its the time and i have to. :)

God bless me and help me with my determinations.

Like Likes

2011-11-28T01:21:00.000-08:00

I am short of words. It always happen with me. I come up with a topic to post in the blog and when I start writing I fall short of words. it’s the same condition I am in right now. Read this somewhere today, may be in a face book page. It was something which caught my attention. I found it against the law of gravity. It said “it feels light when someone enters your heart and feels heavy when someone leaves your heart”. (yeeaks English is a funny language I tel u, leaves=plural of leaf and also leaves=past tense of leave lol).
Long ago I heard this saying a Sister(nun) in our school told me ” when u like someone you like everything of them”. From then I have noticed its just so true. For an instance I like Manoj Kumar (the actor) so I like his style of covering half of his face with his hand(many find it irritating though). This is true in everyone’s case. That’s why for our parents we are not less than an actor or scientist or so on ‘coz they love us. So next time u like something of someone for a second be neutral I mean forget that u like that person and then think do u really like it what they do or say? If u like it then its really good else may be u like it only coz u love them .

Silence is my new weapon

2011-11-28T01:15:00.000-08:00

Kuch dino se I had been fighting or u can say argufying with almost all may be because I was restless or the other reason is that people provoked me to do so. I tried to ignore it many a times but this monkey Ego in me always made me to put forward my point and while doing so the discussion kab argument me aur fight me badal jata pata hi nahi chalta. Fir my mamma told me be patience and be calm and try not to utter a word. If u want to make things clear or justify don’t do it while u r angry. Do it when calm n u have time. And also few people don’t worth to know the truth and explanation for them just be quite and see them struggle. Initially I didn’t understand this thing called struggle. I mean if I be quite y will they struggle. Jab maine is cheeze ko apple kiya wooooh it was like some weapon. Ha who every wanted to see me cry wonder wats with me. They keep on provoking me by saying what not about me and bla bla I don’t justify I smile. I say nothing. I even giggle silently, this giggle pokes them like million needles. Wow its time for me to enjoy J. also I happen to see this movie of Amitabh Bachchan “Budhdha hoga tera baap”. In this movie Amithji instead of using any bad word or gaali used beep. Like teri beep ki, saale beep and all. Why coz beep use karne se zabaan (tongue) saaf rehti hai aur saamne wale ko bhi zoor ki lagti hai. So silence is my new weapon, also I don’t know how long will I carry this attitude of mine. I wish I hold my anger and be patient and don’t break out.

P.S. : For whoever mess with me or provoked me for no reason beep ki beep :D

Badawala Thank You

2011-11-19T06:15:00.000-08:00

Kabhi socha hai sometimes kuch log aapki life me apni ek aisi chaap chod jate hai ki aap chaho toh bhi unhe bhool nahi paate ya may be aap unhe bhoolna nahi chahte ya toh fir yeh bhi hai ki who bholane ke layak nahi hote. Again on a second thought jab woh log life me itne mayine rakhte hai toh why do u let them go. Iske reason bohut saare hai. Sometimes for their betterment or our betterment we have to let them go and kabhi kabhi unse kab saath chootjaye pata he nahi chalta.

Sometimes this happens that u are going through a very bad phase of life (or may be u have been lost in some world of your own assuming some stupid stuffs) and suddenly a friend appears from nowhere and solves ur all problems. They make you realise whats that u are missing in the life. And u again start living ur life just like before. These friends should be treasured. Sometimes who khud nahi jaante ke they have so much of impact on u. Its just the way of their thinking that inspires you and so u start taking life in their way and world again seem to be so lively. Its just like ki kisi girte hue insaan ko apna haat badhake sahara dena. Yeah aise logon ke haat bahut sundar hote hai. Yeah you have beautiful hands. (Beautiful hands ka matlab literally nahi hai beautiful in turms of quality).

These friends are treasure to have like I said. Aur sab ke naseeb me treasure nahi hota. When u cant reach out for something we just smile and say angoor khatte hain. Saare angoor meethe nahi hote aur meethe angoor sabke naseeb me nahi hote. Aaj man thoda kharaab hai so ut pataan si cheeze likhi hai. Dear friend I tried to figure out what is that one thing which inspired me to change, I cant get it though. Just want to say that u mean a lot to me and I owe you. Thanks for lending me your beautiful hands to get me out of the shit I was in. From school days I have had so many friends they come and go. Time changes and so do we. I don’t want to change but change is the way of life hum chahkar ke bhi us change ko avoid nahi kar sakte. So one or the other day soon or later things will change and don’t know which part of the world we will put up on. I believe the drastic change in my life is because of you and the major decision I took is because of you. I wish you be happy always and you be blessed with good health, lots of wealth and yeah lots of love. This post is just to let you know I mean what I said.

Certified typo queen....

2011-11-11T00:48:00.000-08:00

Its always been a puzzle to me "How to start the post". But aise waise i stat and manage to complete.

I have always been very bad at spelling from school days. I always innovate my own spelling but some how readable. May be i would have taken this issue seriously and learned the art of spelling but due to the invent of auto-spell-check-and-correct and also coz of this new trend of using short forms i didn't feel a need of it so far. But how far can i manage? I have little cousins i spend most of my time playing with them in vacations. They are much younger to me say 10-15 yrs younger so obviously i happen to win in every game me play(naturally m more physically n mentally stronger than them).
Par waqt badalte der nahi lagti, these lil naughty cousins of mine some how discovered my weakness of spelling mistakes and here they go with new games. I mean scrabble, spello and many spelling related games and always loose and its so embarrassing. But thats fine i accepted my weakness and trying to overcome it. I will tel u simple example of my typo i am zillion times confused as to wats the spelling of video or vedio (moving picture). I can give many such examples but rehne do apne khud ke blog me apne khud ke haaton ke apni ijjat ki dhajjiyan udana achi baat nahi.

One more thing in my last post in the blog i wrote about maintaining a "to-do list" i did write it down and kept on postponing, now i realized if i do so i wont complete even a simple task so started doing one by one. updating the blog was one of it.

Thats all for now,
Happy reading...... bye

Red God promise :)

2011-11-10T08:58:00.000-08:00

Being lazy to update the blog has been a hobby of mine now a days. Dammm the days are so busy doing nothing. Everyday i get this words of a teacher of mine banging in my head like a big pendulum. She always said never say u dont have time for anything. Just jot down the "To Do" list for the day, then plan and start doing it. Surely you will get time for everything. Trust me i thought lemme give a try and do this and yeah i was able to complete all my task. So i ve decided to maintain a "To Do List Book" and will try to include "update blog clause".

Abt the Red God Promise: This is an incident i always remember since my childhood. Dont know why but this has left an impact on my mind so much that i cnt even erase it from my memory. I vagely remember it was when i was in class 1 (1st std), I still remember my teacher name Miss Alice. I was a little pet to her, she was always on my nerves for my mischiefs. One day in school me and my friend Sharmila we were chasing each other just for fun and i accidently hit the window so hrd that the window panes broke into pieces. The teacher saw us and made us stand in front of black board. After a punishment of an hour or so she came and asked who did it. I said nothing (obviously i was very scared and choosed to be silent). Sharmila said "Miss Red God Promise I didnt do it" (We used this Red God thing coz we had red colour uniform and also a red color tie, we used to touch the tie n say red God Promise).

So here is the real thing why exactly yeh mujhpe apni chaap daal gaya. As soon as Sharmila said that Miss Alice said "guilty always tries to hide by false promises" So u r the culprit.She she was blamed for everything. I did nothing, my conscience was telling me dont be a spectator accept it accept it. But i wasnt thaaat brave, i couldnt speak :( . This one incidence i could never forget and still remember.

This taught me 2 things. Accept my mistake or atleast save other ppl from getting blamed coz of me. and the other one is do not promise(atleast not to promise to the name of God even if m right). I also read it in Genesis book of evolution that God was called by his original name but people use to swear by his name and misuse His name so it was ordered to not to use use His name in any other books or verse. I wanted to make this post of the blog short and sweet but i dont know how i managed to bragggggg so mack abt a small littile thing.

Love and peace is from Allah and anger is from Shaitaan(Iblis)

2011-10-12T12:38:00.000-07:00

Fights between brothers ans sisters are quite common and so me and my brothers always fight over all possible stuffs but then again we get alone pretty fast. The same thing happened at home yesterday. As i have 3 brothers and m the only girl at home so these guys play lot of pranks on me and make me cry always. So yesterday me and my bro had an arguement over a very silly matter and we were criticising and complimenting each other in a sarcastic way. My mom feels that we are grown ups and we should understand that the relaionsships now are very delicate and ve to be handled carefully. So she interferes in all our arguements and always asks me to apologise even if its my bro's mistake. So this time i got very angry and upset and even cried a lot coz its my weekness i cant hear a thing abt me if i m not wrong. So out of anger i left home saying "Mamma i thought u r the only1 who understands me,jab aap nahi samaj sakte toh no1 in this world can understand me, wats the use of me here". Tears rolling down my eyes i left home.Went to a lonely place and sat there for some time thinking all possible stupid things which made me cry more more and more(obviously i had to think coz i was in control of Iblis- the devil). whenever i m upset or cry i feel hungry. So after some time i wiped my tears and went to a super market and grabber some fruit juice(i was embarrassed to go to any hotel coz of my face expression any1 can make out i was crying, in supermarket i need not talk to any1 just pick up stuff and pay for it). I knew juice wont satisfy my hunger so to my surprise i found a packet of Harshey's Kisses (my fav. chocolate), just turned around and found that the price of it is wayyyyyyyyyyyy high (its imported after all) But still its more than 4 times the real price par kya kare mujh upar gusse ka bhoot sawar tha. I got them billed and went back to the same lonely place on a bench under a tree. I finished my juices chocolates and waited for call from home and no calls. This made me cry more thinking no1 care :(. Thought of calling any fren and sharing with them but wen i thought wat ll i tel my frenz i myself was ashamed of telling the fact that i left the house coz of such a silly reason that too at this age so i stopped myself from calling any1 and kept crying. Again i felt hungry and felt like having my favourite pastry from CCD and so i went to the nearby CCD and ordered for the pastry and the cold chocolate with think cream and lot of chocolate.I had nowhere to go so finised it slowly watching ppl around. Later i saw a new gaming center was put-up nearby, i thought of visiting it.so went there i couldnt stop trying my hand on all the games. After that again time for my evening supper (i usually dont eat so much but i was upset and crying so i was hungry again). I went had had vry yummy supper. i went to the bench again, it was dawn then and i realised shaam ke baad all machchar and chipkali 'll be around so time to go home but how? i did a big blunder at home it ll be shameful.I searched for my purse and found all the bills from morning i spent on. I summed up amont and i was shocked to see that i ve spent enough.I mean i ve spent a lot ( i hate using debet cards for payment coz i wont realise how much i spent, jab paise dete hain toh ehsaas hota hai ki kitna spet kiya). Ab mujhe ghar jaana tha, saath me gussa bhi shaant hogaya tha ab jab gussa utar gaya i realised gusse me i screwd my pocket money and in addition i got to put on some tons of calories(BTW i was on diet from few days). I thought for a while ki ab ghar pe kaise jaaon kaise call karon.... Fir socha y to think so much its mamma, y shud i be thinking so much to call her so called her..... but then i thought again if iblis provoke me if i fight again? i dont wanted to make it still worse so i decided to throw my so called false Ego in a gutter and went home. Mamma was watching TV. I had some more chocolates and choco filled biscuits left, i sat on dining table and started placcing them on table". MAmma was looking at me, i started taking out all the bills and started mumuring to myself "uffff sooo much i spent :(" I can see a slight crack of smile on mamma's face i couldnt control myslf from loling on me. so i turned to Mamma and said "If u pay me for my bills i ll stay back at home and i ll start talking to u like i used to". She said wat bills and y shud i then i explained her how because of her i had to wonder here and there n how i made my gussa shaant. she LOLed at me and said "i know this was coming" so ok tel me wats my fine, i m ready to pay for my mistake". So finally this way me and mamma became good, i said sorry and blames the devil to have misguided me and influenced me. my 2 bhabi's were giggling looking at me from the kitchen. i said haslo bhabi,its ok i m used to it. i always do this and every1 at home is used to it, app bhi used to ho jayengi. fir both of them burst out laughing. My bro was not there at home wen i went home. Later he came and to my surprise again he got me a bigggggggggg chocolate coz all this started coz of him. At first i did some nakhra and said no nahi chahiye. aap sab karte ho aur fir choco deke bach jate ho.and bla bla. mamma said lelena nahi toh baadme pachtana na pade (coz my bro is very stringy he keeps account of everything). xpecting my bro to spend so much just to make me smile took away all my anger and now i was feeeling ashamed of wat i did.

And for more tadka i happen to get a fwd sms abt how much pain a mother takes while a child is born. This made me feel that iowe my life to my mom and howcome me unki koi baat se naraz ho sakti hon. I curse myself for my whole days act. rememberd a conversation where one of my fren mentioned Love is from Allah and anger is from Iblis, so choose whatever u want.I m right now ashamed and posting this incidence in the blog to keep myself reminding to control my anger and learn the art of forgiving. The devil made me yell at mom and i ll never forget this and i regret it. I love mamma and anything for her. Dare u iblis to come in between me and mamma. Khair nahi tumhari shaitaan ke bachche.............

God plz save me from this evil called anger and also plz guide me to spread love everywhere as Mother Theresa said.

A pleasant surprise or a shock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2011-07-31T10:35:00.000-07:00

I always have some special soft corner for few things of mine. I mean my first cell phone, my first bike(scooty), my first teddy bear, my first bag to school and bla bla. i know its so stupid of me but this is the way i am. Many people fail to understand this emotion of mine. I still have my first cell phone with me. It doesnt functions the way it should but i cant afford to sell it though i got a couple of new models after that. I like to keep it with me (its kind of ego u can say coz i cant see my stuffs used by some1 else specially if those stuffs are emotionally attached to me).

So coz of my this attitude i still have my old scooty with me though i got a new Access125. I never let any1 use it except my dad. Ok lemme come to the main topic, one fine day when i went home from bangalore as soon as i opened the entrance gate what do i see :O? its my scooty... wonder what? my scooty cover was a disaster. i mean u can see the picture of it. I was so shocked n went inside yelling that who dare to mess it up. And mom came telling "acha hai na.... papa got it replaced coz it was a little torn". I was like wat? torn? Guys it wasnt torn it just had a small very small less than an inch thin slit. So i said mom i like it black not all this jhin chak colour. and mom was like but papa thought u ll be happy to see it coz it even has a shade of purple(my fav color). I was crying saying that its something that i cant explain you, i like it the way it was and bla bla.

after some time dad came home n asked did u check the seat cover isnt it cool?

As i always want to see my dad happy i said

"WOW DADDY ITS JUST THE WAY I ALWAYS WANTED IT TO BE, U READ MY MIND THANKS DAD"

I have absolutely no idea why i said that but i really wonder it would have been so good if agar sab ek jaise sochte aur sabki pasand ek jaisi hoti toh aise koi misunderstanding nahi hoti aur difference of opinion and choices bhi nahi hoti. Then life would have been so easy but i feel we human are being cured to make life as tough as possible..
I dont know why even if i am forcing myself to like it i am not able to even look at the seat cover. From that day i curse the B***h who mend with the seat cover.

Zindagi

2011-05-12T10:44:00.000-07:00

Bahut ajeeb hai yeh zindagi
Kab kis mod pe akar ruk jati hai
bagair koi rukawat ki agah kiye

ladkhadate…sambhalte
apne aap ko samjhate
ki yeh anubhav bhi hume
kuch na kuch to nischit rup se
sikhlayega hi

hriday ko nichodti hai kuch pal
jab khalipan dat kar baith jati hai
Shunya ko Kendra banaye
Maan hatash …kaun samjhaye!

Ghadi ke katon ko jaise kisi balwan ne
Daboch liya hai apne puri shakti se
Na chhat rahe hain udaseenta ke badal
Na thandak mil rahi hai hriday ko
subah ki aos ki tazgi se

Na umeed jhank rahi hai
khilte pankhudiyon ki tarah
na basant aas paas phatak rahi hai
jaise ki koi shikwa ho

Bas yahi aasrah hai ki
Aise dino ki bhi anth hoti hai
Samay marham lagati hai
Aur ek din geheri ghav bhi
Ek daag ban kar reh jati hai.

Cricket fever!!!!!!!!!!

2011-04-07T06:36:00.000-07:00

It all started with the 2011 world cup.

I m an anti-cricket freak. Dont know if this word exist but i know u understood what i mean. I even hate the sound of the commentary, its all 'coz of my 3 lovely brothers. Everytime i have anything important to watch they always had a very important cricket match. It irritated me a lot. I wonder watching it when India plays is fine but why watch when some xyz country is playing. Why watch all the balls. Whats so fun is knowing the score every two mins. Just know the final result thats it. I even had been to watch some match with my bro to stadium. I was just busy trying to see myself on camera. I didnt give a dammm abt cricket.

As i started it all happened with 2011 world cup. It was a match between India and Ireland (i think its Ireland or some newbie which just entered world cup series. I know India is atleast better than this newbie so just had a betting with my brothers just for fun. I bet India wins, if it looses then i will cook anything for u. They said ok for fun. All were watching match n i was as usual watching my kind of stuff on the other tv in the room. Then i can hear my mom saying Tabu u r going to loose. Even my bro's said that u r so unlucky u bet on India n its loosing. I didnt beleive then i heard the crowd and wen i went to see the last overs it was really a nail biting series. I liked it. I then understood the importance of watching each n every ball carefully. Thank God India won.

My second encounter was when India had to play against Pakistan. May be because of media hypes or something don't know i was pretty excited to watch the match. Asked my roommates to bunk the office or to come soon. We started watching match with playing cards in hand. Then slowly we involved so much that we didnt even touch the pop corn n cool drinks we got for timepass. It was indeed a very good victory for India.

So then i couldnt wait for the India to win in the final match. I didnt even know the players names. When ever there was a wircket gone i used to ask hey who's the bowler and then scream his name with claps. wow it was soo good. The final 6 from Dhoni made the event memorable. The victory almost wiped all the questions i had about taking shreeshaan for the finals. Thanks to team India. It really worth watching u guys.

P.S. : I wish i would ve watched all worldcups then all would have been ours :p

Screamer Radio

2011-04-07T03:24:00.000-07:00

An online radio software i came across long long ago. From then i didnt feel a need of any ipod or anything when i have internet. Its an awesome application with soo many stations to tune in. Nicely arranged language and region wise. Can be easily tuned into the the desired station. Its just so good some times i get confused with which song to tune in. Plays good freaky music. The best thing is easy to u. I always tend to forget the name and google on streamer radio(God knows for what reason). So i better thought ll save it in the blog, if not to any1 but atleast will be useful for me. :D
Just go to preset and select the station.

click on the link to download and Enjoy

Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

2011-04-07T02:43:00.000-07:00

Once was the time when i had everything in the world which made me happy and proud of. I always was grateful for the Almighty for having blessed me with such a fairy tale princess life. But then things have to change and things did change. Lost many of my good reasons to be happy about. I was sad upset and tried to engage myself in all possible stupid activities to keep me away from being depressed. woopsy it wasn't any big deal and Thanks to Almighty nothing big disaster happened in my life. But ya there's never an end for our expectations and desires. So when we don't get it fulfilled we try to enter a stage where everything seems to be negative. Me too a victim of the same. The best thing one needs at this time is a good counselling and also a regular dosage of good read (either be novel or articles of positive thinking). I had such a high dose may be its the reason why i am trying to spell out or utter all this lecture(which now a days is a shit) here. Yes life has given me 100 reasons to be upset and sad about but the good thing is i have never forgot the million reasons i have to be happy about.

This particular inspired me sooo very much i couldn't resist posting it.
"Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened."
I almost burst into tears when i miss the things i have lost but after reading this quote i not only smile but feel soo happy and thankful for it happened. There are so many people out there who might have never experienced the hapiness because these things never would have happened to them. Its just feel a new way of life i mean wonderful life. I am really thankful for being blessed with so much love and happiness. Now i have no reasons to cry.

P.S. There's never an end for desire as i said but finding a reason to smile and be happy is just so easy.

Few new words to remember

2011-04-06T12:28:00.000-07:00

Guys update your vocabulary

airhead: stupid person.
ace: excellent, great.
Adam and Eve - Rhyming Slang for 'believe'
aggro - short for aggravation or violence
amber fluid : beer
anorak - geek, nerd.
apples and pears - Rhyming Slang for 'stairs'.
armpit: dirty, unappealing place.
arse / ass [slightly offensive] (1): backside.
arse / ass (2): an unworthy person.
arse about/arsing about - to fool around
arse-about-face: something that is in a mess or crooked
arseholed: very drunk
arvo : afternoon
Aussie : Australian
awesome: great and impressive.
backhander (1): a payment given, normally in a secretive fashion.
backhander (2): hit someone.
ball (1): a fun time.
ball [slightly offensive] (2): a testicle.
ballistic - to go mad with rage
bang [slightly offensive](1): to make love
bang (2): a powerful effect.
banged up - to be put in prison.
bangers - another name for sausages.
barbie : barbecue, grill.
barf (1): vomit.
barmy - a foolish person, mad.
barney - row, violent argument.
beans: money.
beast [offensive] - an ugly woman.
beat: tired.
beemer: a BMW.
bent (1): a 'gay man'
bent (2): 'stolen'.
biggie: something important.
biker: a motorcycle rider.
bikkie : biscuit
bimbo - a young woman considered sexually attractive but of limited intelligence.
bird - woman/girl/girlfriend
bitch [offensive] (1): a very unpleasant woman.
bitch [offensive] (2): complain.
bitchy [slightly offensive]: moody.
bitzer : mongrel dog (bits of this and bits of that!).
bladdered - very drunk
blag - a robbery
bloke - man
blotto - 'very drunk'
blue (1) - XXX; dirty, hot, steamy, pornographic
blue (2): domestic fight or row.
bluey - pornographic film
boat race - Rhyming Slang for 'face'.
bod: body.
bonkers; go bonkers: crazy.
bonzer : great.
booboo: a mistake.
bovver - trouble, usually fighting.
booze: alcohol.
boozer (1): a pub
boozer (2): someone who likes alcohol.
Brahms and Liszt - Rhyming Slang for 'pissed' (drunk).
brass monkeys - cold weather
bread: money.
brew (1): tea or coffee.
brew (2): beer.
brill - short for 'brilliant'.
bull: bullshit; lie.
bullshit [offensive]: lie; dishonesty.
bugger - a mild form of abuse or an exclamation.
bunk-off - to be absent without permission
bunk-up - to make love.
bushed: extremely tired.
butt: the buttocks, bottom.
cabbage - someone who is a bit slow or stupid
cakehole - mouth..
catch some rays: get some sunshine.
char / cha - tea.
cheesy: cheap; lacking in good taste.
chicken: coward.
chook : a chicken
chuck up: vomit
chuck a sickie : take the day off sick from work when you're perfectly healthy.
ciggy - slang for cigarette.
cock and bull story - a rubbish story, nonsense.
(to) cop it - to die, to get into trouble.
cool: excellent; superb.
cooler, the: gaol; jail; prison
couch potato: a person who watches too much television.
cozzie : swimming costume
cranky : in a bad mood, angry.
crap [slightly offensive] (1): something worthless.
crap [offensive] (2): excrement.
crap [slightly offensive] (3): falsehoods and lies.
crikey - an expression of astonishment.
crust - money / wage.
cushy - easy.
dead cert - something that is definite.
deck: to hit someone.
dicey: unpredictable; risky.
dickhead [slightly offensive] - an idiot, fool.
dill : an idiot.
ding-dong - argument or fight.
dipstick - idiot, fool.
dirt: extremely bad person.
dirty: offensive; pornographic.
div/divvy - stupid or slow person.
doodle - something thats easy / no problem.
dodgy - dubious person or thing.
dog [offensive] - an ugly girl.
done over - beaten up
dope - a slow or stupid person.
doobry - a nonsensical word used when you forget the name of something
dorky: strange; peculiar.
dosh - money.
dosser - down-and-out, tramp.
down under : Australia and New Zealand.
Drongo : a dope, stupid person.
dude: a male.
dump [slightly offensive] - to defecate.
dyke [offensive] - lesbian.
dynamite: powerful; excellent.
dinosaur: something out of date or old fashioned.
earbashing : nagging, non-stop chatter.
evil: great; excellent.
eyeball: to stare long and hard at someone or something.
eyepopper: something or someone visibly astounding.
fab: fabulous.
face-off: confrontation.
fag [offensive] (1): homosexual
fag (2): cigarette
family jewels - Rhyming Slang for testicles.
far out - splendid.
fart [offensive] (1): an escape of gas from the bowels.
fart [slightly offensive] (2): an unpleasant person
fat head - an idiot or dull person.
fender-bender: small accident.
filth [offensive] - the police.
fit - sexually attractive.
five finger discount - shoplifting.
flaky: unpredictable.
flashback: sudden memory.
flick (1): film; movie.
flick (2): to give something or somebody the flick is to get rid of it or him/her
floating : intoxicated
floozie - a mistress or girlfriend.
flommox - confuse
flutter - a bet (on horse racing or football)
footie - Abbreviated form for football.
for crying out loud ! - a expression of frustration or anger.
forty winks - a short sleep or nap.
fox: attractive, alluring person.
freebie: something that does not cost money.
French kiss : kissing with the tongue.
full monty - 'the whole lot', everything.
full-on - powerful, with maximum effort.
funny farm - mental hospital or institution.
funny money - counterfeit money.
gaff - house or flat.
gander - to look at.
geek: an unattractive person who works too hard.
get it: to understand something.
glitch: flaw.
gobshite [offensive] - someone who talks rubbish all the time.
go bananas: go slightly mad.
good onya : good for you, well done
goof (1): make a mistake.
goof (2): a silly and foolish person.
goof off: waste time.
goof up: make a mistake.
goofy: silly.
Gordon Bennet - an exclamation.
grand: one thousand dollars.
grass: marijuana.
greaser - slang name for a 1950's style man.
grog : alcohol, beer.
grub: food.
grubby: not clean.
grungy: unclean and stinky.
gut: a person's stomach; belly.
guts: courage.
gyno - gynaecologist
hacked off - fed up, annoyed.
hairy: difficult; dangerous.
ham-fisted - clumsy.
hammered - drunk.
handcuffs: an engagement ring or wedding ring
hang a left: make a left turn.
hang a right: make a right turn.
headcase - mad
hep: sensible; informed.
her ('er) indoors - wife, girlfriend.
hickey: a love bite on the skin.
hip: sensible; informed.
hole in the wall - a cashpoint machine or bankomat.
hoo-ha - trouble; commotion.
hooker: prostitute.
horny: in the mood for sex, sexually stimulated;.
hot (1): sexy.
hot (2):popular.
hottie : hot water bottle
huff - bad mood.
humungous: really big.
hump (1) - to have sex.
hump (2) - bad mood.
hyper: overly excited.
icky: unpleasant.
I.D.: identification.
iffy - dubious, doubtful.
I'm outta here: I'm leaving; I'm departing.
in: fashionable.
ivories: teeth.
jack around: waste time.
jam (1): trouble.
jam (2): improvise (musically).
jamming, to be : going well.
jammy - lucky.
jerk: stupid or annoying person.
jock: someone good at sports.
K : a thousand.
keep your hair on - "keep calm".
kick back: relax and enjoy.
kick the bucket: die.
kip - sleep.
knackered - exhausted.
knees up - party.
knock: condemn, criticise.
knockout: beautiful woman; handsome man.
knock back : refusal (noun), refuse (transitive verb)
kook: peculiar person.
kraut [slightly offensive] - German
laid back: relaxed; calm.
lairy - loud, brash.
lame: incompetent.
legless - very drunk.
limp wristed - a gay man.
lip: cheeky talk.
loaded - someone with a lot of money.
loo : toilet
loser: a bungling and worthless person.
lost the plot - crazy/mad.
love handles: excess fat around the waist.
luvverly jubberly - wonderful, great, all is well.
make waves: cause problems.
malarkey - nonsense.
mate - friend
max, to the : maximum.
mega: big.
megabucks: a large amount of money.
mellow: relaxed.
mickey-mouse: unimportant; time-wasting.
minger [offensive] - an unattractive person (usually female).
mongrel : despicable person
moonie [offensive!] - to show one's bottom (arse) to unsuspecting onlookers.
moose [offensive] - an ugly girl.
mozzie : mosquito
mug : a gullible person.
naff - something which is cheap and nasty.
naff off - a milder version off fu*k off.
nancy (nancy boy) - a homosexual.
nark - a police informer.
narked - to be annoyed.
neat: cool; great.
nick - to steal.
nipper - a small child.
no-hoper - somebody who'll never do well
nosh - food.
not cricket - not normal or correct.
not all there - someone who is stupid, not bright intellectually
not half! - cetainly, for sure.
not the full quid - someone who is stupid, not bright intellectually.
nuke (1): nuclear weapon.
nuke (2): destroy; delete.
nuke (3): cook something in the microwave oven.
nut (1): odd or crazy person.
nut (2): someone passionate about something.
nutter - crazy person.
nuts [slightly offensive]: testicles.
nutty - eccentric.
off your face - to be very drunk.
out of your tree - crazy, drunk or stoned.
pad: someone's home.
pants (1) - an exclamation of frustration.
pants (2) - bad or rubbish.
party: celebrate.
party animal: someone that loves parties.
paws: hands.
peanuts: very little money.
pee: to urinate.
pickled: drunk.
pig out: eat too much.
pigs ear: to make a mistake with something.
piss [slightly offensive] - to urinate.
pissed - drunk.
pissed (off): angry; upset.
piss-head - a habitual drinker or alcoholic.
piss-up - a big drinking session.
plank - an idiot.
plastered: drunk.
plonker - an idiot
pad: someone's home.
plonk (1) : cheap wine
plonk (2): sit down - as in "plonk your arse down there".
poop [offensive]: defecation; shit.
poop out: get tired and quit.
postie : postman
pot: marijuana.
prezzy : present, gift
pro - someone who's good at something; professional.
psycho: crazy person.
puke: vomit.
pumped (up): excited.
queer [slightly offensive] - a homosexual.
rabbit - talk.
racket (1): noise.
racket (2): an occupation.
racket (3): something that's dishonest or deceptive.
rat: a despicable person.
rat-arsed - drunk.
rear (end): buttocks.
(a) riot - something or someone very funny.
rip off (1): stealing.
rip off (2): fraud.
ripper : great, fantastic
rocking: great; excellent.
roll up - a hand rolled cigarette.
rosie lee - tea
rubbish: nonsense; not true.
ruck - a fight.
rug - wig, toupee.
rug rat: a child.
rum - odd, strange.
runs, the: diarrhoea.
scoff: to eat.
screw up: to make a mistake.
screw-up: a person who makes a mistake.
scum (offensive] - a despicable individual.
shades - sunglasses.
shag [slightly offensive] - to make love.
shagged-out - to feel tired.
shed-load - a huge amount.
shite - milder variation of the word shit.
shitfaced [slightly offensive] - very drunk.
shithead [slightly offensive]: a stupid, impolite person.
skint - to have no money
skosh - a little bit.
slapper [offensive] - a loose or easy woman.
smeghead - an idiot.
snog - to kiss
snookered: cheated, stuck.
solid (1): really good; cool.
solid (2): consecutive.
specs: eyeglasses.
split: to leave.
spunk [offensive] (1): semen
spunk (2): spirit.
spunk (3): an attractive man.
stoned: drunk from drugs or alcohol.
stunner - a very good looking woman.
street smart: knowledgeable about city life.
strewth : exclamation
(I'll be) stuffed : expression of surprise
suck: to be bad and unacceptable.
sunnies : sunglasses
swagman : tramp
sweet - excellent, cool.
ta - thanks.
tacky - something of poor taste or style.
tanked (up) - to get very drunk.
tea leaf - Rhyming Slang for thief.
telly - television.
thick as shit [offensive]- very stupid.
thick as two short planks [offensive] - very stupid.
thingo : Wadjamacallit, thingummy, whatsit, something you don't know the name of!
thou: thousand.
threads: clothing.
ticker (1): the heart.
ticker (2): a watch.
tiddly - slightly drunk.
toss-pot [slightly offensive] - idiot.
totally: really; completely.
to the max: maximum.
troll - an ugly girl.
(the) trots - diarrhoea.
trouble and strife - Rhyming Slang for 'wife'.
trout [offensive] - unattractive woman
turkey (1): failure; flop.
turkey (2): dumb person.
turn-off: something that repulses a person.
umpteen: many; countless.
up for it - to be willing to have a good time.
up the duff - to be pregnant.
Uncle Tom Cobley and all - a phrase meaning 'everyone'.
uptight: nervous; anxious.
veg out : relax in front of the TV (like a vegetable)
wad: a lot of money.
wanker - an idiot or an unpleasant person.
wasted: killed.
weed (1): marijuana.
weed (2): someone who is weak.
wheels: car; motorcycle.
whiz: someone who shows a special talent for something.
wicked - excellent, cool.
wimp: weak; feeble.
wimpy: weak.
wind up - to tease.
winks: sleep.
wuss : coward
x-rated - pornographic.
yabber : talk (a lot)
Yank: an American.
yob - a horrible or uncouth young man.
zeds - sleep.
zero - an unimportant person.
zilch - nothing
zip (1) -nothing.
zip (2) - energy; vigor.
zip it - shut up.
zit: pimple; acne.

Inspiring story to be happy.

2011-04-01T03:38:00.001-07:00

DO you hate your job and feel that you get paid much less than you deserve? Is there a subject you totally despise and hate studying? Is there someone who’s being rude and nasty to you all the time? And have you been wondering why it’s all that way? Maybe you should hear the story of the evil monster and the little boy.

The story goes that long, long ago there lived a monster in a tiny village. The villagers were all terrified of him, and felt their village was cursed to have such a creature living in their midst. Several men tried to fight the monster. One man attacked the monster with a sharp sword.

The monster grabbed the sword and almost magically pulled out another sword, twice as large, twice as sharp and cut the man into half. Another time, a villager set off with a large wooden club to hit the monster. The monster responded by slamming the man with a wooden club, twice as large as the one that the villager had. On another occasion, a villager tried to set the monster on fire. But the monster opened his mouth and spewed huge flames – that roasted the poor man.

Scared by these events the village folks gave up trying to fight the monster. They felt this was their lot, and they had to learn to live with it. And then one day a little boy said he would go and vanquish the monster. People were surprised, and despite their disbelief, went along to see the little boy take on the monster.

As the boy looked up at the giant, the monster just flared his nostrils and glared back. The little boy then took out an apple and offered it to the monster. The monster grabbed it, held it to his mouth, and then thrust his clenched fist in front of the boy. Bang! As the fist slowly opened, the people were astonished to see two delicious apples there. Twice as red and twice as large as the apple that the boy had offered.

The boy then took out a little earthen pot with some water and gave it to the monster. And the monster took that and responded by placing in front of the boy two urns made of gold, filled with delicious juice. The people were ecstatic. They suddenly realised that the monster was not a curse – but a boon to the village. The little boy smiled. And the giant just smiled back. While the story is centuries old, the monster is still around. In colleges, in the office, and in our lives. And it’s a good idea to remember the lessons from that story. Most of our problems appear that way because of the way we look at them. You get back what you give. Twice as much!

Is someone being rude to you? Maybe you need to change the way you behave with them. And no, don’t wait for them to change; you need to change first! At work too, if you go in to work, hating every moment, it’s unlikely that you’ll do a great job. If you don’t contribute, don’t expect to get paid a fat salary. You get what you give. Resolve today then to change. Love your job and give it everything you have. Be nice to the “Ms Nasty” in college. Look at Maths as a cool, fun subject. And you’ll discover that the evil monster is in fact a benevolent giant.

It’s significant that it took a little child to discover the true colours of the monster. Children don’t have preconceived notions. They believe the world is a wonderful place. It’s only as they grow up that the optimism vanishes, and negative conditioning sets in. Go on. Let the child in you take over. Look at everything you dread with fresh eyes – be it rude friends, tough subjects or lousy jobs. Maybe the monster is really a nice guy. Change the way you look at him. And see the difference!

Inspiring/compromising whatever it is. i give a damm coz i liked the story :P
The key to b happy n self satisfied is "change the way you look at the world"

Complicated and confused, how thoughtful of me.

2011-02-18T03:22:00.000-08:00

Its not something which happen to only me, its something which has to and have happenned to many. Yeah i am talking about this shaadi, bhyaah , marrieage or marriage. see i cant even spell it properly and people think its the right time and i am ready for this stuff. Logon ko meri khushi shayad bardash nahi hoti so they come up witht his utterly ugly idea of getting me married. I am right now pissed off. I take one whole day to choose the kind of dress i want which i wud hardly wear for a day or two and its the matter of husband(life parner as all say), how can i just say yes to any xyz.
may b its not soo very big thing my be i am exaggarating it. I took some time and thought for myself ki its not a big deal, shaadi toh sab karte hai toh shayad achi hi cheez hogi. Zyada se zyaada kya hoga?

1.I have to share my room. (what if he snoors?) :O(panic)
2.What if he talks while sleeping.
3.what if he uses my towel and pillo(which i am very perticular abt not sharing it with any1) also abt comb?
4.Do i have to have his jhoota(left over)? what if he dont brush properly?
5.I have to go for a movie with him to prove a good wife(though i hate theatre). On that i ve to pretend to like it.
6.I may have to cook his favourite food.
7.wear his favourite style
8.have to ask him to go to my parents.
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n. countless scary thoughts i got..

I explained it to my mom and grany. Their reply was if we ever had thought soo much we wudnt ve married. Cool na they scare me more
Only good thing about wedding is, i get another family to praise me on my good deeds and to care about me. Its kind of lovely to imagine it.
But rest all thing is a nightmare. I am not afraid abt loosing my feedom and stuff, its abt loosing myself. How could i just meet someone and decide if i wanna spend rest of my life with him.
Shaadi ka laddu jo khaye pachtaye, aur jo na khaye woh bhi pachtaye. Thinking ki wud i regret or not or whatever. I told u its confusing and complicated.
I wish i was dumb and didnt had to think much about stuffs and would have let the things happen its way. My urge of trying to be unique may take me to wrong turns too.
I am a terrible blogger i know. ok me stopping it.

My 15 days of sleeplessness!!!!!!!!!

2011-01-16T23:31:00.000-08:00

Insomniac!!! ya i was propobly became one of them lately. I had absolutely no idea why was it happening to me. I tried by myself for about 3-4 days to sleep. Tried all possible ways like making the room dark and having a pin-drop silence
but no it didnt work, so next was i tried to read an utterly boring book but no, then watched b/w dabba movie, played boring music and no. took a hot water bath and tried but no i couldnt sleep. Then finally i had a half a bottle of cough
syrup but no it didnt work either. I finally gave up and took this issue to mom she said many ways but still i cudnt.
I then started getting sms from almost all relatives and frens with different remedies and also some prayers so that i cud sleep but nothing helped either. My roommates also helpped me with this but insane.
I didnt even fall sick, it was just that i was completely fresh and active 24/7 for 2 weeks. I then realised that something is bad with me. I kind of started enjoying it because i was able to finish the bulk lot of movies which i was trying to watch from very long
but due to time limit i cudnt see.

I heard that people fall sick if they dont sleep for 6-8 hrs everyday but i was afraid that if i continue this way i may end up with some serious disorder. But everything has to end 1 day.
This also has to end. so here it ends with out any warning. I collected so many movies to watch late nights and also many games and books to pass my time but unfortunately or fortunately
One night i was just talking to my roomie and i fell asleep. my roommates were soo very happy they didnt bother to make any noise or ny sort of sound and left the room.
All were so happy they almost had a party that i finally m getting sleep. i mean i finally was becoming normal. But i seriously miss my sleepless night.
They were so fun and i had lots of plans to do. I would never ever forget these weiredly favourite days of mine.

Emotional Atyachaar - Pravesh doing a good job.

2010-11-24T01:02:00.000-08:00

Yeah that right. Being jobless i have become a tv worm(as in book worm). I have seen almost all stupid shows on tv. i got to change my remote's cell every alternate month. before it used to get changed twice a year. Of all shows i have been watching almost all turned out to be a time pass or a waste of time. But this one particular show stole my attention. It made me think seriously about reality. Its the "Emotional Attyachaar" on UTVbindaas. It a show where any common girl or a boy can check the loyalty of their partner. You just have to approach them on their site and submit the details. If u r lucky n if they feel ur story may get them TRP they ll check ur partners loyalty with the help of an undercover agent. Well that was all about the show. To know it better, watch any one episode of it.

Hmmmmm so why m i writing this in my blog? waise many of my frens tel me its scripted and not a reality show and bla bla.... ok for instance i accept its scripted. but does it make any difference? no it doesnt. coz the response and reactions they show are so real. If for a while you keep urself in the characters place and imagine you wud probably do the same thing. It just a normal reaction or a response anyone wud get.

After seeing this show my frens usually discuss ki aaj kal ppl ve become so practical. There no love and bla bla.. No value for love and all.. But i always believe that LOVE has got its special place not cos of what wonders it does but cos of few ppl who really understood and made it live forever. For example the romeo juliet, heer ranjha and many. Their sacrifice and their way of expressing had give love the meaning.

If you want love you give love. You ll surely get it back more than you gave. I strongly believe it and it really works. Love is divine, its just a wonderful feeling. Its not that easy to pen this wonderful thing.

I would suggest all to watch emotional attyachaar and take it positively. I ve seen many frens of mine who had a breakup and were in depression are able to come out of it take life practically after watching this. The reason is that they realised that they aint the ony one to get cheated lol..... funny but sach hai.

I myself cant bare it the way i m yapping in my blog coz i ve nothing else to do. Its such an ******* thing.

Its been 4 days i didnt sleep and I think I should before brain fatigue makes me put down that which shall never be able to be explained, yet felt and been in close comfort too.

Gosssssshhhhhhhh its soooo very confusing.........

TO MY MAMMA

2010-10-08T11:00:00.000-07:00

This is for u mom, the love of my life.
Love, had always been a big big word to me before i realized u r my love mamma.Now, even love seems to be a smallest word. Mamma i have no words to describe what you mean to me.
U were there at the beginning when the world was new to me, U were the one who listened to my all silly n stupid stories of my nursery school.
Mamma i still remember that u were the one who always bare with the complaints of teachers because of me and never said a word.
You always made me feel special, You taught me very important lessons of my life in your own way. You always turned me happy when i was hurt n blue.You always listened to my thoughts and advised me whenever i asked. You were there to help me with my prayers every night.
You are always there whenever i m hungry. You never said a word when you saw my dirty clothes. You just smiled and said Hojayega dont worry.
Mamma it is you who had made me what i am today.
Mamma you are the strongest. You were the best for me even in your worse. I still cant make out how you manage to solve issues between me and dad so easily. You are the one 'coz of who we are a loving family. Despite of soo much of differences we love each other and its coz of u mom.
Mamma how can you be soo good, why vent i seen u lying to any1 or even doing any wrong to any1 till date. Mamma how can u be so perfect. Mamma how do u do it.
U r a good daughter, good sister, good friend, good wife, good daughter in law and good mamma. How do you do it.
Mamma i love the way u love me, love the way u love bhaiya and paapa. I just want to be you. I always admire u and so i will try to be you.
You are always there whenever i needed you most. wonder how wud u know? only heaven knows it all... Mamma you were there in the beginnings and you will be there till the end. You are a world to me.
Whenever I am low mom, you are the one who comes to my mind first. I call you and yes I cant share with you that I am upset coz I don’t want to make you upset but trust me mom when I listen to you I realize I have no reason to be upset coz I have you. Love you Ma
PS: i have the worlds best mom.
Proof: the day she discovered she is diabetic she cried a lot. reason? not coz she's sick. It was coz it is a hereditary desease and so any of her children will surely get it so she cried. I owe her my life. I can do anything for her. I know every mom is the best but my mom is the bestest

Mere aaj kal ka haal

2010-10-07T04:59:00.000-07:00

Now a days i am a victim of MANIC - Depressive illness. I experience mood swings as often as i see the Sun. I am prone to be showing extreames of Every emotion- be it Love, hate, care etc... I am very Blunt at times (eg. NOW). Very confused in Life. I listen to my heart. I relate my life to songs i listen to. I prefer listening to Hip hop n pop. ROck and heavy metal excites me as well. I like reading books-specially the romantic ones. I can hide my emotions well. Even my near n dear ones cant figure me out. I dont like sharing things about me with people i donno but 'coz i am extremly bored, i am writing this SHIT

Go green

2010-09-21T00:53:00.000-07:00

Ya go green not just wearing green. Go green when people read this they just get one thing in mind to plant as many plants as possible but they find no place to plant so they giveup. Ok if we cant plant plants we can atleast so something whihc we can do. Like i make sure i switch off the lights and fan when not in use. I even dim my monitor so that atleast 0.0009% od power be saved, i say no to polythene when i ve a bag or i can manage without polythene. I dont waste water. I try to atleast complain the concern person abt the water leakage of any i notice. I do use polythene, i do waste water sometime but i make sure i avoid all wastefull stuff atleast where i could. People some time notice me and call me stringy i just smile and say i am going green. I am doing my part please u do ur part. by doing so u really gift a better tomorrow to urself. I may not be successfull in conveying my message but its just that m trying to do it u too try to do it. U will feel good. Its easy also. So next time try to change the things around u for a better tomorrow.

Go Green guys

IN MY ROOM THE FOLLOWING RULES APPLY

2010-06-22T07:21:00.000-07:00

I and my room. I have a personal attachment to my room and ya every1 does. My room is messy, all things fallen here and there. I have millions of things which are tough to be placed so it looks messy else its clean. Away from dust and bad smell and full of liveliness and positive energy. Trust me u will get a new life once u see my room. But ya few set of rules to be followed in my room. So here they go

-> Knock and wait for reply before entering.
->Dont open any drawers-they sometimes explode.
->Visitors enter barefooted at their own risk.
->I decide when it is time for a cleanup.
->The things that are thrown about shoud be thrown about otherwise i wont find them.
->Visitors that do not like noise please stay away
->The one who comes to wake me up is advised to wear a crash helmet.
->Remember I decide what goes up and comes down from the walls.
->If your business is not vitally important-keep out!!!

Communication made Easy by Fring

2010-06-03T10:09:00.000-07:00

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I have gone through many applications to chat or be online from mobile but Fring is the one i thought worth mentioning. My experience with Fring is just sooo amazing, using this application there is drastic decrease in my phone and internet bills. I need not log in my PC for a voice chat. A very good, handy and bugfree application.
Easy to install and easy to use. Only thing u need is a pocket internet connection and yeah u start with the long lasting experience of keeping in touch with ur loved one's despite of long distances.

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Being in UR 20's

2010-05-25T10:27:00.000-07:00

I came across this mail long b4 aand found interesting. Saw it today its good not soooo good but worth reading.

It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realizing that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like. You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now.

You start realizing that people are selfish and that, maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognize is that they are realizing that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you.

You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realizing that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you.

Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realize that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.

You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realize that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward.

You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you're doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. You want to settle down for good because now all of a sudden that becomes top priority. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot starts to look pathetic. You begin to think a companion for life is better than a hundred in the shack and for once you would not mind standing tall for that special someone which otherwise you had never thought of until now. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender!

What you may not realize is that every one reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out. Send this to your twenty-something friends.... maybe it will help someone feel like they aren't alone in their state of confusion...

We call it the "Quarter-life Crisis".

My first java application - simple calculator

2010-05-23T00:53:00.000-07:00

yup!!! this is my first application in JAVA. its a calculator, yeh yeh it has bugs and 'm trying to take them off. but still eager to post this in my blog ;).

Anyways bug is the part of software cycle u see so its a bugfull calculator n soon a bugfree will be launched when i will learn jar creation. Kepp smiling and yes the mantra Happiness Always. dont forget it. cheers.

Please find the code below;

import java.awt.event.*;
import java.awt.*;
import javax.swing.*;

public class CalC implements ActionListener {
private JFrame f;
private JButton b1, b2, b3, b4, b5,b6,b7,b8,b9,b10,b11,b12,b13,b14,b15,b16,b17,b18;
private JLabel l1;
public int sum = 0,res=0,n1=0,n2=0,sum1=1,d,n3=1;
public char a;

public CalC() {
f = new JFrame("Tabu's calculator");
b1 = new JButton("1");
b1.addActionListener(this);
b2 = new JButton("2");
b2.addActionListener(this);
b3 = new JButton("3");
b3.addActionListener(this);
b4 = new JButton("4");
b4.addActionListener(this);
b5 = new JButton("5");
b5.addActionListener(this);
b6 = new JButton("6");
b6.addActionListener(this);
b7 = new JButton("7");
b7.addActionListener(this);
b8 = new JButton("8");
b8.addActionListener(this);
b9 = new JButton("9");
b9.addActionListener(this);
b16 = new JButton("0");
b16.addActionListener(this);
b17 = new JButton("Reset");
b17.addActionListener(this);
b10 = new JButton("+");
b10.addActionListener(this);
b11 = new JButton("-");
b11.addActionListener(this);
b12 = new JButton("*");
b12.addActionListener(this);
b13 = new JButton("/");
b13.addActionListener(this);
b14 = new JButton("%");
b14.addActionListener(this);
b15 = new JButton("=");
b15.addActionListener(this);
b18 = new JButton("Exit");
b18.addActionListener(this);
l1 = new JLabel(" ");
}

public void launchFrame() {
f.setLayout (new GridLayout(7,3));
f.add(b1);
f.add(b2);
f.add(b3);
f.add(b4);
f.add(b5);
f.add(b6);
f.add(b7);
f.add(b8);
f.add(b9);
f.add(b16);
f.add(b10);
f.add(b11);
f.add(b12);
f.add(b13);
f.add(b14);
f.add(b15);
f.add(b17);
f.add(b18);
f.add(l1);
f.pack();
f.setSize(300,300);
f.setLocation(200,200);
f.setVisible(true);
}

public void actionPerformed (ActionEvent ev)
{
try
{
if(ev.getSource()==b1)
{
n1=n1*10+1;
l1.setText(" " +n1);

}

if(ev.getSource()==b2)
{
n1=n1*10+2;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b3)
{
n1=n1*10+3;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b4)
{
n1=n1*10+4;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b5)
{
n1=n1*10+5;
l1.setText(" " +n1);

}

if(ev.getSource()==b6){
n1=n1*10+6;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b7)
{
n1=n1*10+7;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b8)
{
n1=n1*10+8;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b9)
{
n1=n1*10+9;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b16)
{
n1=n1*10+0;
l1.setText(" " +n1);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b10)
{
n2=n1;
n1=0;
sum= sum+n2;
l1.setText(" " +sum);
a='+';
}

if(ev.getSource()==b11)
{

if (n3==1)
{
n2=n1;
sum = n2;
l1.setText(" " +n2);
n3=0;
n1=0;
a='-';
}

else

{
n2=n1;
n1=0;
sum=sum-n2;
l1.setText(" " +sum);
n3=0;
a='-';
}
}

if(ev.getSource()==b12)
{
n2=n1;
n1=0;
sum1=sum1*n2;
l1.setText(" " +sum1);
a='*';
}

if(ev.getSource()==b13)
{
n2=n1;
n1=0;
l1.setText("singlw div only");
a='/';
}

if(ev.getSource()==b14)
{
n2=n1;
n1=0;
l1.setText(" " +n2);
a='%';
}

if(ev.getSource()==b17)
{
n1=0;
n2=0;
sum=0;
res=0;
l1.setText("00");
sum1=0;
n3=1;
}

if(ev.getSource()==b18)
{
f.setVisible(false);
}

if(ev.getSource()==b15)
{
switch (a)
{
case '+':
res =sum+ n1;
l1.setText(" " +res);
sum=res;
break;

case '-':
res = sum-n1;
l1.setText(" " +res);
sum=res;
break;

case '*':
res = n1*sum1;
l1.setText(" " +res);
sum1=res;
break;

case '/':

if(n2==0)
1.setText("/by0");
else

{
res = n2/n1;
l1.setText(" " +res);
}

break;

case '%':
res = n2%n1;
l1.setText(" " +res);
n1=0;
n2=0;
sum=0;
break;

}
a=' ';

}

}

catch(Exception e)
{
System.out.println("Error: " +e.getMessage());
}
}

public static void main(String args[]) {
CalC grid = new CalC();
grid.launchFrame();
}
}

I think its law if attarction

2010-05-09T11:09:00.000-07:00

This always happen with me. I now experiencing the bangalore traffic in real through BMTC busses. My class is just in front of a signal. If the bus wont stop in signal i have to again walk around like 1KM to come back to my class. So wen ever my bus reaches near my class i keep thinking signal red hoja red hoja red hoja. When i am late its sure ki the bus missed the signal n crosses the road n i have to get down in next stop n walk back again to class. When i an 30 mins early to class n i dont think abt the signal"my dear bus" stops at signal for hell lot of time. Grrrrrrrrrrrr
It happens not once but always. I am new to BMTC though old to bangalore. I make it sure i stamp on few or i myself fall a number times on bus. I am still getting used to bus crowd n getting used to the people n bus stops. But one thing is sure, travelling in bus i got to discover many routes in bangalore. Pehle jab meri scooty thi i had known only one way.

I wonder ki jab bhi i am late for class my bus happen to meet with many red signals n i happen to miss few busses or take a wrong us n bla bla. and wen u have lot of time n leave early n i think i can go araamse. My bus always faces green signal in trafic n i get bus many frequently n also no any other drama. every day i leave at 8. thought the class at 9:30 i leave at 8 then there wont be much traffic problems n reach class at 8:50. and wen class is at 9 i leave at 8 n i reach class at 9 :15. coz of traffic signal n bla bla. My badluck? no its law of attraction. Wen i am early to class i dont care abt signals n wen i am late i keep looking at signal n expect it not to be red. The law of attraction acts reverse n the signal turns red. I dont know y i am writting this blog, may be coz i am frustrated with the traffic in bangalore. God plz mujhe isse mukti dilado.

Yes, I dont like pumpkin.

2010-05-09T10:50:00.000-07:00

No no no its not about me..... Its about a girl in my PG(Paying Guest house) who happen to stay with us for a while. Lets call her Taany. In our PG there are few ppl who r guess visitors i mean who come to stay for a while like for 2-3 months. Taany happen to be one of them. Cute, cute n cute is the only word i got in my mind wen i saw her. I was shocked for a sec. when i heard she just passed her 12th n here for some CLaw coaching. Had a nice time with her.

So here's a pumpkin story. Mere PG ka khaana (good but still its mess food yaar). logon ke dil me bas jaata hai ki mess food not good though it taste's same as home food but still hum comment karte hain. Once we had some sabzi in dinner. I tasted it, it tasted weird so i served myself some ketchup n roti. Then i saw other they wer enjoying food, so the conversation between me n taany went like this:
Me:Tum ye sabzi kha rahi ho?
Taany: Haan kyun? achi hai,Aloo ki sabzi toh hai :P
Me: acha u have pumpkin also?
Taany: no me pumpkin kabhi nahi khaati.
Me: toh ye kya hai, the sabzi has pumpkin smashed in it. The oranfe thing is pumpkin n yellow is aloo.
Taany: arey nahi,. Then she had a close look at the sabzi. She kept the plate n went out. when i asked she said i dont like pumpkin, i have never had it. But the funny part it. B4 i tel her there's pumpkin in the sabzi she was enjoying it, n now wen i said her its pumpkin, its not tasting good.

I never knew that sabzi ka naam also matters. so i say naam pe mat jaao apni zabaan lagao(i mean taste pe jaao). he he he

2010-02-07T05:10:00.001-08:00

I never imagined I could ever prepare Dhoklas at home..As we've always had it from snack shops. They would have a huge tray on the counter, cut into with big square shaped pieces. Often served with green chutney and fried green chillies, it tastes delicious. I still believe, street food is the best food!!! Ofcourse discount the hygiene factor..:-)

Ingredients:
2 cups gram flour,
1 cup sour curds,
2 tsp ginger-green chilli paste,
1 tbsp oil,
1 tsp fruit salt or sweet soda(cooking soda) (ENO),
1 tsp lemon juice,
1/2 cup warm water,
Salt as per taste

For tempering:
2 tbsp oil,
1 tsp mustard seeds,
1 tsp sesame seeds,
grated coconut

Method:

1.)Combine the gram flour, sour curd, and 1/2 cup of warm water in a bowl and mix till smooth. Set aside for 45 mins.
2.) Add the ginger-green chilli past, oil and salt and mix well.
3.) Grease a 7 inch diameter thali and set aside.
4.) Just before steaming add the fruit salt and lemon juice. Fold the batter once bubbles form, very gently.
5.) Pour the batter immediately into the greased thali and spread the batter evenly.
6.) Steam for 15 to 20 mins or till a skewer inserted comes out clean.
7.) For the tempering, heat the remaining oil. Add the mustard seeds and sesame seeds. Once the seeds crackle add asafoetida and 2 tbsp of water. Pour the tempering over the prepared dhoklas.
8.) Cool slightly and cut into equal pieces. Garnish with coriander and green chilli and serve hot.

Tips:
Add the fruit salt to the batter just before you are ready to steam the dhoklas, or they will not rise.
The water in the steamer/cooker should be boiling before you put in the uncooked batter, so that the dhoklas will cook faster and rise well.

The more u garnish the more delecious it turns good. U can have it with a combination of green and sweet chutney.

2010-02-07T04:57:00.000-08:00

Ingredients

Powdered sugar : 1 cup
Butter : ½ cup
Milk powder : 1 cup
Cocoa powder : ½ cup
Water : ¼ cup

Method

Set microwave to high power.
In a bowl, mix sugar and water and keep it in the oven for 4 - 5 minutes.
Check to see if it has attained a two string consistency.
That is, if we take the syrup between the tip of our fingers and stretch our fingers two strings of syrup should appear.
Add butter and keep the bowl in the oven for1 minute.
Remove from the oven, add milk powder, cocoa powder and mix well.
Pour this on greased plate or chocolate moulds to set.
If needed we can garnish it with cashew, badam, pista etc.

P.S.: Add roasted almonds and raisens and more nuts to the mixture. If u follow the procedure corredtly u'll end up making delicious chocolate as good as Gadbury Temptations.

ALL The best

beetroot curry

2010-01-07T01:43:00.000-08:00

Beet root curry.

Ingredients : Beet root 2 numbers
Zeera: 1 T spoon
Coconut: 2cm-2cm cube
Red dry chilly: 8-10 numbers
Kari patta(kari bevu): 10-15 leaves
Green Coriander : 5 twigs
1 onion finelt chopped
Tamarind: 4 numbers
Oil for tadka

Procedure:
Shallow fry all ingredients except beetroot on medium flame and grind to paste.
Cut beetroot into small cubes and boil in 1 leter of water. Collect the drained water and keep aside.

Now take little oil and add mustard seeds and kari patta, onion for tadka and add the paste of the ingredients made. Now add beetroot drained oink colour water collected. Add salt and tamarind paste according to the taste. Leave it to boil for some time. Beet root curry is ready and u can also sip it as a soup.

This is usually made for Dal Curry. We usaully replace beetroot with Dal, rest all procedure. use dal stock inplace of beetroot stock. I tried it with beetroot stock as it is more colourful, temptating to eat. U can use the left over beetroot to make side dish. Use the usual tadka of curry leaves, mustard seeds, onion and add left over beetroot. Add salt to taste. Garnish with some grated coconut. Yummie dish. Taste good with white rice.

My birthday come back and surprize

2010-01-07T01:28:00.000-08:00

As I say my birthday’s are always special. So far enjoyed with my bunch of frenz for almost 12 years suddenly last year everything changed. A fren got married I relocated to b’lore and was worried don’t know there’s no excitement and wat’ll I do on my b’day no plans nothing. Thanks to my Dr. frenz in PG who made my day with a surprise party. But this year again a different situation. All my Dr. frenz are settled in all different places and I ‘ve landed here at home. As December approached I was worried and upset as to what to do. How will I celebrate my day. I almost thought ok I’m grown up so may be I shud stop being childish and be serious. No party nothing  just pray and wish myself. And here I get a secret talk by some1 that my little cousins (who are in school 1st std to 7th std) are not willing to go for their Christmas vacation trip. They want to stay back and give me a surprise. They actually were practicing for some dance and singing just for me. I was completely glad and happy happy. Then I asked one of those bribing with some tofies that are u guys doing this I heard somewhere. That idiot said no we aren’t. trust me. What do u think? Mom ‘ll leave us do that a? Then I thought may be that was a rumour but still has a hope. Then here started my shopping for my birthday with the start of December. I this time have end up buying 4 pair of dresses for my birthday. Yet not satisfied coz I felt may be I didn’t get the one I needed. Then thought anyways its not gonna be a special day and ‘ll be as a normal day so did no much purchase. Yeah but on my b’day I wear everything new and use all new. (includes tooth brush to paste to moisturizer, shoes, everything). Don’t have a budget to ‘ve new jewelery  Insha Allah I’ll one day.

24th December I made it sure that I reminded all possible people abt my b’day. My granny, my pappa, my mom and brothers every1 and many of my frenz. Ok it’s the night I was all set to wish myself first for my b’day. There a knock at my door. Who’s it? Some khalbali inside me….. opened the door OMG I see my 2 brothers and bhabhi with a cake and candle on it. I was sooo happy I cudn’t say a word. But wrong timing it was still 10 mins for 12. Then I called my younger bro who was fast asleep (he was in pune so). Started screaming don’t u ‘ve shame its my b’day.get up and wish me all are here and wait still 5 mins there. Then ok here the clock ticks and the b’day song started happy b’day to u (ahhhh I love this song). My y’bro asked hogaya? Me so jaon? Ok bye kal mamma ke paar tumhare gift pada hai le le na ok. Baad me b’day cake ka imp kaam hua. Sab mujpe paint ho gaya. Well later my elder bro heard a beep from my cell. I tried to hide but I cudn’t see. It was actually my b’day reminder on my own cell lolz. All started laughing like hell. Then I explained in case I forget to wish myself. Ok that was the begening. Later mom and dad Wished me and shouted on bro ki humko kyun nahi bola abt the cake and all. We wud have joind (mom aur dad jawaan ho rahe hain ROFL).followed by many phone call wishes by frenz. Lated at 3 I started jotting down who all wished me. Did any1 important forgot. I remembered 2 ppl. Called up and started shouting how cud u do this. How can u sleep nicely on this very big day of mine. How dare u n all.. After some pause I got a voice from other end, “Y wat happen? Whats today?” it got on my nerves and I again started its 25th Dec for ur kind info. “Of ‘m sooo very sorry, I didnt forget ur b’day, I just didn’t notice the date. “m so sorry I owe u for this. And blab la bla.” Here me saying gain are u gonna wish me or not now? Oh ‘m sooo sorry. ?Happy b’day baby.  Now 2nd call but not reachable . Forget it ‘ll see to it tomorrow. Its ur day darling enjoy. With some good melodious music I slept again.

At exact 4:30 again a knock at my door. OMG I don’t believe this, my sooo little cousins standing right in front of my door and singing me b’day song just like ppl sing carol in front of ur door. I called them in and started serving them the left over cake. What do I see. One of them went out and bought the cake which they were hiding near the door. They said 4:30 hogaye kya? Ok chalo cake kaato. AAp 4:30 ko he aayi thi na is world me. SO nice of them. I almost started crying, hugging and crying. It was a home made cake. Glad that aunt also helped for that. Felt like the princess. Ok chalo its very cold u all go back ‘ll meet in the morning. I came back with lots of joy in my heart. Slept and ya cud not coz I had calls and calls. Special special. I woke up early had to get blessings from dad and mom. It was ten and I was out of bed. New day new year everything new. Got ready and took blessings and all. It was Friday so Prayer and prayer service all over and so eat up my half day with this stuff. A visit to church was must and met frenz. When I came back home surprise, my wudbe bhabi had sent a gift and a bigggggggg cake again. And my cuttie cousins reay with their arrangements. Poor cutties so eagerly waiting for me coz they had to leave for their vacation trip, they managed to stay till 25th bugging their parents. All my fav. Songs and dance. I was the guest of honour. Wow it feels so good. After that the same old b’day party went on. Oh ‘m tired. Now time to unpack the gifts Which a got from 2 days thanks to fast courier service. Finished all tasks and tired completely, off to bed jotting down names of all who missed to wish me. Koi baat nahi dekhlenge kameeno ko. Slept with lots of joy and happiness.

See I told u I didn’t expect and still I birthday turned out to be special. No wonder ‘m excited abt my birthdays.

P.S.: Thanks to all who made it special. Sorry to many whose call I cudn’t attended. But ur wishes are counted, U remember to wish that really worth it.

Thought for this year:
What if you were an alien that just beamed onto Earth and you didn’t know the rules? What if you didn’t know the way things were done and you were free to create a solution to any problem or expand any opportunity? Chances are, you’d tap into your reservoir of creativity and create brand new solutions and possibilities.

Biscuit cake. [parle G]

2009-11-07T13:16:00.000-08:00

Its just so awesome. Every1 will love it. No baking required. Very easy to make. I bet u shud give a try.

Ingredients:

Biscuits – 5-7 small packets (Preferably Parle G)
Unsalted Butter – 2 tsp
Thick cream - 2 cups
Chocolate Powder (drinking chocolate) – 2 tbsp
Unsweetened Cocoa Powder – 1 tsp
Instant Coffee Powder – 1.5 tsp (optional)
Sugar powder – 2 tbsp
Milk – 1 cups
Chopped Walnuts – 1/4 cup
Gems (toffy) - 10 in number
Milky bar - 1

Method:

1. Add the Chocolate Powder, Cocoa Powder, Sugar, cream and Butter and mix well.(sauce)
2. Add in Instant Coffee Powder and allow it to mix in well.
3. Stir constantly, once the mixture starts thickening.
4. Keep stirring to make sure it is a smooth with no major lumps. Use a whisk or a hand blender if needed.
5.Now for the assembly of the cake, open the packets of biscuits and take out the broken ones.
6.Take the biscuit and give it a quick dip in the Milk (1 cup) and start layering on the platter.
7.Lay out the 1st layer of biscuit and then spread some syrup/sauce over it.
8.Alternate with a layer of Biscuits and Sauce…till you reach a desired height.
9.Cover the top most layer with the balance of the Syrup and some on the sides.
10. Sprinkle with chopped Walnuts, decorate with gems and chocolate and chill in the refrigerator for 2 hours.
11. Slice like you would for a cake and serve.

Tips:

1. Buy a few extra biscuit packets…they taste yummy and you will end up eating a lot more than you think.
2. We have tried a lot of different kinds of biscuits…Parle G workout best.
3. The layering needs some careful handiwork…do it slowly and don’t be in a rush.
4.You can sprinkle the top with coconut powder, sprinkles, assorted dry fruits and/or chocolate syrup.

A key to independent living.

2009-11-05T11:54:00.000-08:00

Life keeps on teaching us lessons though we dont want to learn. But this time life taught me something which i think everyone should learn. In the phase of life what i'm going through i came accross many things like recession, job firing, ill health, and stuff. Its always well said "SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST". So who is the fittest? I had a wrong assumption that the person with power and money is the fittest. But now i realised its not so. The fittest is the one who knows the art of independent living.
What is independent living?
Here is what i define. Its like you dont've to depend on any1 or anything for your surival. In case if u r lost in a island where u dont find modern technology and readymade food as we get now, 1 shud be in a condition to grow his own food. Every1 shud know the art of farminf. Cultivation, farming, irrigation have only been in books for us. At the end of the day food is something we earn for. Ita so unfair that we dont now to grow our own food. Its something which evry1 needs. its should be of primary importance. It shud be the first thing we shud belearning. We dont've to deoent on others for that. I have a desire i shud be able to grow my own food and build my own shelter in my lifetime. I know its not something which is impossible. Difficult but not impossible. According to me a perfect man is the one who knows these arts. I realised it lately but not too late to know all this. I wish i will be able to fulfill my desire :)

Why always mama's boy!!!! why not girl.......

2009-11-05T11:02:00.000-08:00

We always have found people saying Mama's boy. Have you ever wondered why? Me neither. I happen to get this thought recently where i found that mama always loves daughter more than son and daughter always loves mom more than dad. Mama becomes a friend when the girls reaches her teen. They share many things common in them. But still its mama's boy. And what about girl? yeah its papa's angel. Papa's Angel? Mujhe aaj tak yeh funda samaj nahi aaya. Paapa hamesha apney khaandaan ke chirag ki chah karte hain. Paapa ka naam toh beta roshan karta hai, agey leke jata. Toh papa ki ladki kaise hui? Yeh soch mujme jaagi hai, iska jawab doond rahey hai hum. Dekhte hain kab aur kaise milta hai answer. Koi kuch bhi kahe me Mama's angel hon.

Mehendi

2009-10-20T10:18:00.000-07:00

My passion. wonder wat? its mehendi. it takes me on and on. i love doing this. Everytime i turn up with new and a better one. If i lost my mind it'll be worst that u never expect. So here is some of my collection. few are my favourites and many are my own creation.

I miss my biryani birthday.

2009-10-12T11:08:00.000-07:00

I always wonder y don’t the things be the way they are. And why do we still manage to live with the changed things though its tough. Being the only girl child in my family (khandaan as we say) I was given special importance. My birthday is special from the year I am born coz my family got something which they were eagerly waiting for from years. I was the only girl in 15 kids. A big whole joint family. So it was a big celebration. Later the time passed by with all simple birthdays like cake, candle, b’day caps and girts stuffs. Here this days comes when I was in 9th or so, we had a certain group of frenz called VRAJAT (veena, rekha, asha. Jaya, ashvini and tabu). Day used to begin with their wishes. Later taking family’s blessings and then waiting for AVI(Rekha) to arrive at mu home with a chocolate to wish me and pick my to go to church. Church? Wonder y? well its my b’day and also Christmas yeah that’s on 25th Dec. So after visiting church it was Monica(asha)’s house to step in. Her dad who never let me to celebrate my b’day at home. He used to say as it is Christmas u’ve to celebrate ur b’day at my home and no where else. So its holiday on this day and any fren who calls my home to wish me was diverted to call to monica’s home. So here begins my day with shopping. Shopping wat? No toys and gifts, its shopping the vegetable and chicken. Y chicken? Yeah to make chicken biryani out of it. Y? Coz Antony uncle (monica’s Dad) used to like it. Did I know to make? No. used to call mom for instructions. So in uncle’s house Me Asha and Rekha where trying to mess up in the kitchen to cook something which we never tried b4. So the final out come is the chicken biryani which was not exactly as my mom cooks but ya we ‘ve the same fragrance of her biryani. Uncle with wine and biryani. We 3 kids with hukka and biryani. Yeah salad was also included. After this experiment again a visit to church and then some stupid place we had never visited b4. Like a stupid school or some broken hut and stuff coz we wanted to spend some time together remembering all our good and bad days. Later at around 9 in night come back home and same b’day cake candle and party and gifts.

The biryani which we tried on my b’day ‘ll be tried again on my next b’day until then good bye to the kitchen.

I miss those biryani b’days a lot. My 22nd b’day was the last of that kind. Last b’day without uncle was so depressing. Couldn’t make biryani missed uncle a lot. We lost uncle in October coz of his ill health. He had diabetes and was in dialysis. Couldn’t see uncle in pain. Cudn’t see how he fought to survive. Cant forget those moments they bring tears and fear. I wish His soul is in peace. Now also I feel he is somewhere blessing me.
Later Monica got married and settled in her in-laws place. So now I know I’ve to live with the past memories of my b’days.

My special biryani b’days. I wish they never wud have ended.

Later year on my 23rd b’day I was in b’lore in my pg. as the clock rang 12 I started missing all these things and started crying and there’s a knock on the door. Who is it? Yeah my PG fren’s all doctors. So happy that they remember my b’day and they care to make to special with a cake in the mid night. Again something special but not as good as my past b’days.

I always used to eagerly wait for my b’day coz I had a reason.
4 months b4 my b’day “mera b’day aa raha hai yuppie”
Till 4 months after my b’day “mera b’day hogaya ”
Remaining 4 months “abhi December ane mein aur kitney saare months hai chi”

Ek mazedaar kissa suno. Once Dr.Anu who was one of my pg frens whose b’day is on 17th Dec, told all of us that “array mera b’day agaya mainey koi taiyari nahi ki” I said arey abh toh 10th Dec hai still 7 din hai tumharey b’day key liye y r u so much excited. She and all girls present there saath me boley “saali tera b’day 15 din baad hai aur tu pichle 3 mahino se hamara dimag kha rahi hai”. Then I realized oh ya I’m realy over exited about my b’day.

Know 1thing? I’m still exited about my next b’day. I ‘ve also done my shopping 
Sab theek hai but I really miss my biryani b’day. Still I learned to wait for something new and excited.

The Real meaning of "LOVE"

2009-08-27T09:46:00.001-07:00

Got a mail today where i found this pic and couldn't resist posting it. It is truely the real meaning od LOVE. I wonder what this world would be without this special and devine emotion called love. Its the only thing which keeps each1 of us bound to each other. People say love has many types. May be it has but y shud 1 care what kind of love it is? This beautiful feeling is there in each and every living thing. Each1 of us love 1 or the other thing. Soo true.

I real wonder on one thing how this love changes its phase. For example before marriage my mom had undefinable love for her parents and her home. she cried a lot and cursed a lot for being a girl, coz she has to part from her family to join a new family. She says she used to feel her real home is her parents place and not her inlaws place. As the time passed here she is who cares abt her family which include her kids and dear husband. Now if my grandpa invites her to his home, She says no i cant live my kids and husband alone. So i wonder where is the love she had for her parents b4. Ya its still there. She cares about them but more them us? Neah. Well its a mistery how women tend to change her favourite ones only coz she is married now.

We can say Love is true only when its unconditional. We have so many favourite things stored in our room. Which wud be dacades cold. Our first b'day gift. our childhood toy, Our very old school dairy, Our old T-shirl, BAt and bla bla bla. Jahan hum aaj kal apne keemti se keemti ghadi, laptop sambahl nahi sakte wahan hum itni saake puraani yaadein sambhal ke rakhte hai. Kyun? kyunki humko in cheezon se lagaav hai. Pyaar hai. Doosron ke liye ye cheezen hongi par hamare liye yeh jaan se badkar hai. Our jiske liye hum ye sab kurbaan karde woh aapka sachcha pyaar hai. Pyar ka sahi matlab hame tab samaj ayega jab hum pyaar ki shuriwat ghar se kare. Kuch log pyaar ke naam se hi chid jaate hai. Kabhi poocha hai kyun? woh kehte hai pyar dhooka hai. Kisine unhe dhooka diya toh woh pyar ko hi koos the hai. Unse poochke dekho kabhi unhone apnoko itna pyar kiya hai? agar karte toh aaj yeh na kehte. Pehle apno se pyar karo. Ghar walon se, aur jaanwaron se pyaar karo, Apne aap se pyar karo. Irsha ki bhavna nikalso toh Zindagi wakaiyi Khoobsoorat hai.

They dont simple say LOVE is devine. It truely is. There are many people who know the meaning of it and who give it to all. Our very own Mother Theresa is the goddess of love. So guys never say we hate love only coz some1 has cheated u. Love is only to be loved.

Quick Management. Never loose hope.

2009-08-12T07:57:00.000-07:00

Ek din ek kutta jungle main raasta kho gaya . Tabhi usane dekha ek sher uskii taraf aa raha hai. Kutte ki saans rookh gayi. "Aaj to kaam tamaam mera!" usne socha. Phir usne saamane kuchh sookhi haddiyan padi dekhi. Woh aate hue sher ki taraf peeth kar ke baith gayaaur ek sookhi hadii ko choosane laga aur zor zor se bolne laga, "wah! Sher ko khaane ka maza hi kuchh aur hai. Ek aur mil jaaye to poori daawat ho jayegi!"
Aur usne zor se dakaar mara. Is bar sher sakate mein aa gayaa. Usne socha "ye kutta to sher ka shikar karta hai! Jaan bacha kara bhago!"

Aur sher wahan se champat ho gaya .

Ped par baitha ek Bandar yeh sab tamasha dekh raha tha. Usne socha yeh mauka achha hai sher ko sari kahani bata deta hoon - sher se dosti ho jayegi aur usase zindagi bhar ke liye jaan ka khatra dur ho jayega. Woh phataphat sher ke pichhe bhaga. Kutte ne Bandar ko jaate hue dekh liya aur samajh gayaki koi locha hai. Udhar Bandar ne sher ko sab bata diya ki kaise kutte ne use bewakoof banaya hai. Sher zor se dahada, "chal mere saath abhi uski leela khatam karta hoon" aur Bandar ko
apani peeth par baitha kar sher kutte ki taraf lapka. Can u imagine the quick management by the DOG...

Kutte ne sher ko aate dekha to ek bar phir uskii taraf peeth karke baith gaya aur zor zor se bolne laga, "Is Bandar ko bhej ke 1 ghanta ho gaya , saala ek sher phaans kar nahi la sakta!"

Moral of the story
There are many such monkeys around us, try to identify them..

the costliest SMILE

2009-08-12T07:41:00.000-07:00

Breakfast at McDonald's

This is a good story and is true, please read it all the way through until the end! (After the story, there are some very interesting facts!):

I am a mother of three (ages 14, 12, 3) and have recently completed my college degree. The last class I had to take was Sociology. The teacher was absolutely inspiring with the qualities that I wish every human being had been graced with.

Her last project of the term was called, "Smile." The class was asked to go out and smile at three people and document their reactions.

I am a very friendly person and always smile at everyone and say hello anyway. So, I thought this would be a piece of cake, literally.

Soon after we were assigned the project, my husband, youngest son, and I went out to McDonald's one crisp March morning. It was just our way of sharing special playtime with our son. We were standing in line, waiting to be served, when all of a sudden everyone around us began to back away, and then even my husband did.

I did not move an inch... an overwhelming feeling of panic welled up inside of me as I turned to see why they had moved.

As I turned around I smelled a horrible "dirty body" smell, and there standing behind me were two! poor homeless men. As I looked down at the short gentleman, close to me, he was "smiling". His beautiful sky blue eyes were full of God's Light as he searched for acceptance.

He said, "Good day" as he counted the few coins he had been clutching.

The second man fumbled with his hands as he stood behind his friend. I realized the second man was mentally challenged and the blue-eyed gentleman was his salvation.

I held my tears as I stood there with them.

The young lady at the counter asked him what they wanted.

He said, "Coffee is all Miss" because that was all they could afford. (If they wanted to sit in the restaurant and warm up, they had to buy something. He just wanted to be warm).

Then I really felt it - the compulsion was so great I almost reached out and embraced the little man with the blue eyes. That is when I noticed all eyes in the restaurant were set on me, judging my every action.

I smiled and asked the young lady behind the counter to give me two more breakfast meals on a separate tray.

I then walked around the corner to the table that the men had chosen as a resting s pot. I put the tray on the table and laid my hand on the blue-eyed gentleman's cold hand..

He looked up at me, with tears in his eyes, and said, "Thank you."

I leaned over, began to pat his hand and said, "I did not do this for you. God is here working through me to give you hope."

I started to cry as I walked away to join my husband and son. When I sat down my husband smiled at me and said, "That is why God gave you to me, Honey, to give me hope."

We held hands for a moment and at that time, we knew that only because of the Grace that we had been given were we able to give. We are not church goers, but we are believers.

That day showed me the pure Light of God's sweet love.

I returned to college, on the last evening of class, with this story in hand.

I turned in "my project" and the instructor read it.

Then she looked up at me and said, "Can I share this?"

I slowly nodded as she got the attention of the class.

She began to read and that is when I knew that we as human beings and being part of God share this need to heal people and to be healed.

In my own way I had touched the people at McDonald's, my husband, son, instructor, and every soul that shared the classroom on the last night I spent as a college student.

I graduated with one of the biggest lessons I would ever learn: UNCONDITIONAL ACCEPTANCE.

Much love and compassion is sent to each and every person who may read this and learn how to LOVE PEOPLE AND USE THINGS - NOT LOVE THINGS AND USE PEOPLE.

There is an Angel sent to watch over you.

In order for her to work, you must pass this on to the people you want watched over.

An Angel wrote: Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart.

To handle yourself, use your head. To handle others, use your heart. God Gives every bird it's food, but He does not throw it into its nest.

A Box of gold with a secret inside that has never been told. This box is priceless but as I see the treasure inside is precious to me. Today I share this treasure with thee It's the treasure of friendship you've given me.

Myth or Fact (NIBIRU 2012)

2009-08-11T09:42:00.000-07:00

NIBIRU 2012

Once just while on a ride one of my friends told me about this Nibiru thing. I said wats it i've absolutely no idea about it. He laughed at me and explained all about it. The end of the world in 2012 and stuffs. I 'm not soo stupid to beleive al this stuffs but that friend of mine is very wise and he never says something without proof and without a reason. He started a search engine and typed NIBIRU. Thousnds of links with images, videos and explaination with equations (out of my understanding).

There was a evident that in may 2009 this perticular Planet X called Nibiru 'll be seen to naked eyes on new zealand or somewhere. I thought for sometime whether its a Myth or Fact. Decided let me think its a fact and live till may '09. Waise maine tab se socha chalo yaar saare logon ko maaf kardete hain. Started forgiving every1. Became a fren to all. Helped as many as possible. Tried doing wat all i want to, I realised life is so different.

When may passed again i searched for nibiru in internet but again came the ppl talking abt its a myth and all stuff coz they dint see any such changed in univers.

Ab hum kya karey. Humne ttoh apni duniya hi badal di iss jhoot ke peeche padke. Par yeh life aur jyada khubsoorat aur achi thi. Toh now i've decided to move-on just by not worrying whether its a myth or fact.. I 'll be the same coz i love it this way.
Koi bhale aadme ne kaha tha "live life as if u r going to die tomorrow". Its so true that u'll find real happiness this way.

"Dont live to eat, Just eat to live".

Friends - i'll be there for u lyric

2009-08-11T09:17:00.000-07:00

Ya its F*R*I*E*N*D*S
If u ask some1 wats this friends all about? they would rather tel u its america's number one comedy serial which has 6 friends and stuff. But i wud say its a serial where they show how some1 can be ur life. These 6 ppl are nothing but 1. They cant live without each other. At times they are jealous of each other and do their best to spoil the others life but still they are the one who put the things togather and make things possible. Just love the humor in it and the love towards each other. My favourites are Joey, Richel, Phoebe, Ross , Monica, Chamber oh i wrote all the characters names lol/..... yeah each1 has their part of it. I wish it never had an end :(

So no one told you life was going to be this way.
Your job's a joke, you're broke, you're love life's DOA.
It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

You're still in bed at ten, the work began at eight.
You've burned your breakfast, so far, things are going great.
Your mother warned you there'd be days like these,
But she didn't tell you when the world has brought you down to your knees.

That, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

No one could ever know me, no one could ever see me.
Seems like you're the only one who knows what it's like to be me.
Someone to face the day with, make it through all the rest with,
Someone I'll always laugh with, even at my worst, I'm best with you.

It's like you're always stuck in second gear,
Well, it hasn't been your day, your week, your month, or even your year.

But, I'll be there for you, when the rain starts to pour.
I'll be there for you, like I've been there before.
I'll be there for you, cause you're there for me too.

Recipe of Tomato Baath

2009-08-10T10:06:00.000-07:00

Bekagiruva saamagrigalu:
Masalege:
uddinabele, Kadlebele, menasu, jeerige, kotambari beeja, checke, elakki, lavanga.
Evella vannu ondondagi uridi kondu pudi madikolli.

Vagarnege:
Tomatoo (cut into small pieces), uddina bele, kadle bele, saasive, jeerige, karibevu, irulli, shenga beja, kharada pudi.

Maduva vidhaana;
kaada enne alli saasive, jeerige haagu 2 bele, shenga beeja haaki uridukolli. Nantara adakke irulli haaki swalpa benda mele, sanna sanna tundu madiruva tomatoo haaki beyisi kolli. Adakke khaarada pudi haagu uppi ruchege takko ashtu haaki. ellao benga mele Tayyarisida masale haaki mix madi. Annadalli haaki mix madiri.

Tomatoo baath Ready to eat :)

I love my blog lol...

2009-08-10T09:44:00.000-07:00

Huh blogging after quite a long time. All this work schedule and stuff hmmmm kept me away from my blog. I almost forgot that i have a blog also. Read sooo many blogs so far, but i tel u i love my blog and i realised it after reading others. I shud love my blog. kyon? arey mera blog hai toh obviously it'llb e like me. Par itne dinoo ke baad apna blog padke acha laga. Its not sooo stupid and silly as i thought. Kuch din kaam karne ke baad Ghar aake acha laga aur pata hai mein apne cooking ka shook poora kar rahi hon. Maine itna acha khaana banana seek liya hai ki poocho mat. ungliya chaat te rehjaoge. Bahut kuch seek liya. jaise ki veg, non-veg, south indian, north indian and kuch continental bhi. Achaanak se zindagi itni khoobsoorat lagne lagi hai. I started beleiving the the power of Almighty. For the first time i stayed away from home for almost a year taught me many things. I started loving my mom more than ever. Learnt family values, friends and learned that money is not at all important as good as saying money is nothing. Love the life i'm living. Thanks to Allah for all this. I now know that i am sooo very lucky than many others. With all these chages i am still happy that my motto of life is the same. that is making everyone smile (happy). Learned the art of forgiving. There are many more experiences to share, hope i'll do that. Hope i wont be lazy again. The Tabu is back with the same charm :)

DAily Routine wen i was a student in BIET

2007-10-25T07:02:00.000-07:00

Barish ka wah mausam aur uspar dabe hue kadmo ki wah aahat- wah sama hi kuch yesa tha ki kisi ka bhi dil dahal jay. Achanak mere saamne ek vichitr aakruti pratak hui aur mano mere poore sharrer me 1 bijli si lehar daud gayi aur fir achanak wah cheekh....... mein abhi kuch aur der neend ki aaghosh me rahti yadi wah karkash dwani mere kaan ke pardon par itni tivrata se hamla na karti. Jee han, me baath kar rahi hon hamare priy prof. roopi yantr ki jo prati ghanta 5000 se adhik shabdon ki bochar karne ki kshmata rakhte hain. Badi magnata se padate huye wah mano vidhyartiyon ki sahan shakti ko pal pal lalkar rahe the. Samay ko badalte adhik deer nahi lagti. wahan kal raat mein hollywood ki rongte khade kar dene wali film ka aanand le rahi thi aur yahan me ardh nidra ki avasta me kaksha me upasthit thi[ 85% attendence ke liye sala kuch bhi karega!] ....
Mein apne hosh sambhalte, aas paas nigah daudani shuru ki, bharthiya vividta ka prateek hamari kaksha harsh ullas se paripoorn thi. Sabhi chaatr apas me mast aur prof. apne me vyast the. yadi poori kaksha ka avalokhan kiya jaye to hum kaksha me chal rahe gatividiyon aur unse sambandhit mahapurushon ko paanch shreniyon mein baant sakte hain.
pratham shreni me ve chatur chaatr aate hain jinke sar to adhyapak ki dhun ke saath milte rahte hain parantu unke haath, badi dakshta se apne mobile phone par lage hote hain. In chaatron ke haath aue aankhon ke beech mein taal -mail dekhte hi banta hain.In chaatron ka mann kabhi 1 kaksha ki chaar deewaron ke beeck seemit nahi rehta balki SMS ke jariye 1 kaksha se doosre kaksha tak vicharan karta rehta hain. Ye chaatr kisiko pareshan nahi karte aur sabhi prakar ki suchnao ke adaan pradaan me lage rehte hain.Parantu agar yeh apna mobile 'silent mode' mein rakhna bhool jaye to sampoorn vatavaran 'vande mataram' se lekar 'crazy kiya re' tak ki dhono se goonjit ho jata hai aur,kathin paristithiyon ko nimantran deta hai...
Swatantramolik abhivyakti me vishwas rakhne wale chaatr 2nd shreeni me aate hain. Samaanyatah ye kaksha ki aakhri panktiyon me paye jaate hain. Samajik samasyaon se lekar cricket ki duniya ki haal-chalon se sambandhit sab vishayon par ye apne vichaar bindas roop se prakat karte hain. Na toh ye swayam padhne se itchuk hote hain aur na hi kisi dusre ko padhte hue dekh sakte hain.
3rd shreni me ve chaatr aate hain jo badi tatparta aur lagan ke saath apne assignment likne me lage hote hain.yeh warg bhi kaksha ke aakhri panktiyon par paya jata hain. samohik kaarya pranali ka prathik yeh warg badi kushalta se apne sahyogiyon ke saath taal se taal milakar 1 mastar pratikruti se ghanto bhar ke bhitar hi aneek pratikrutiyan bana lene ki kshmata rakte hain. parantu kabhi kabhi doosre shreeni ke chaatron ke karan yeh prof. ki nazron me aajate hain aur saari mehnat par paani phir jata hai.
4th shreene me wah aate hain jo hamesha swapna lok me vicharan karte hain. wah vidhyarti jo inme se kisi shreeni me nahi aate ve ya toh meri taran koi naye sharathon me gagn honge ya parakram aur samoh ke saath adhyapak ko samajne ki vyarth prayaas karte hain..
Achanak vidhyartiyon ki prasanta ke prateek siron-'bell' ki dhwani padi. Hamne adhyapakk se attendence lene ka aaghaz kiya toh unhone muskurate hue kaha FREE ATTENDANCE.. Mere toh mano pairon tale zameen khisak gayi. Aneek prakar ke kathinaiyon ko paar kar kisi tarah se mein is kaksha ke liye samay par aayi thi. Meine apne dil ko yah soochkar behlaya ki shayad mere kismat me yahi tha.
Apne mayoos chehre ko lekar mein kisi tarah juice center(JC) pahunchi. JC hamare dinacharya ka 1 mahatvapoorn hissa tha. Yahan par ekhatrit chaatr prathah 2 prakar ke hote hain. 1 to nain sukh prapti ke laksh se aate hain aur doosri shreni unn vyaktiyon ki hai jo DVG ki garmi ka mukabla karne ke liye yahan aate hain. Hala ke in dono shreniyon ke logon ka faida ve mauka prapt log uthate hain , jo bheed ka sahara lekar muft me juice uthakar champak ho jate hain.
1 baar fir waqt badla aur me bojhal kadmo se kaksha vapas pahonchi. Phir vahi dhrushya, vahi chahal pahal, mujhe bechain karne lagi.
Yeh hai vishva ki laghbhag saare UG kaksha ka varnan. Isliye saare BIETians jaago math soye raho apne aap ko math badlo. Humjo kar rahe hain wah kisi prakaar ka jurm ya paap nahi hai. Apne vidhyarti hone ka luft uthao. Khud jio aur doosron ko jeene do.
` yaar kuch bhi kaho "HUM THE KAMAM KE" arey the kahan "HUM HAIN KAMAAL KE"
"MISS U ALL.. 8TH SEM. A SEC. 2007 BATCH"
WELL WAT EVER I'VE WRITTEN IS THE HARD TRUTH.. IF U ASK ME WHICH SHREENI I BELONG? I BELONG TO ALL GROUPS.. HE HE HE..
I WAS THE COW BOY KINDA GIRL IN THE CLASS. GUYS NEVER DARED TO MESS WID ME..
I WISH I GET THOSE MOMENTS BACK..

I LOVE MY INDIA AND I'M PROUD TO BE AN INDIAN

2007-08-02T03:26:00.000-07:00

It all started from the day when India was divided into Pak n Ind…
Few ppl who wanted to part, they went to Pak n some ppl who wanted to stay back they did. Those who were left out were called Indian muslim. I’m one of them. I love my country. This is my mother land, and yes I’m ready to give my life to my mother land. I’m writing this post because I really feel very upset when I hear some thing like what happen from past 1 month. Its very sad to head about the people who do some illegal things for their personal reason and they cause trouble to the innocents. It’s a shameful act. Some times a situation gets created which makes me feel ashamed about my own religion.. ya I’m proud of my religion. it teaches me to love every creation of God. I was taught in school that “God is only one and we call him by many name” . I wonder the teachers who taught us these things they themselves don’t mean it. But I do strongly believe it. I felt very sad when I heard one of my friend’s father telling his son when he was going abroad “ son u do what ever u want but don’t talk or make friendship with any muslim guy.” It really made me cry. Well the next day I heard my dad too telling my bro’s n me too that don’t make any such friend who talk about jihad and all stuffs which doesn’t relate to good things like studies, sports and stuffs and in particular muslim. So then I realized its not about the religion, its about safety. Everyone is afraid so just taking some precausions.. but again then another incident is when I was in a office for some work and they were not knowing I’m muslin n they were busy in their conversation. One of them said about some terror attack and the other said “these muslim don’t ‘ve any other work and they keep on doing these thing”. When I heard it I told why do you say that, isn’t Dr.APJ Abdul Kalam not a muslim? Has he not done any good for the nation? I’ve never been so brave but don’t know how I told that. Then they asked sorry. See these are called literates. Its so shame to’ve such people who talk like that. Ya I do agree it’s a big crime what the terrorists do but for that u cant blame the community for that.

i heard this phase some where which impressed me a lot “ kuch aisa karenge jis se hare ek ko apne mazhab se pehle apna desh yaad aaye.” I too want to be a part of this mission. For those who believe India have not given us anything add this one “ it gave u place to live, it has accepted you as the citizen and you are given equal rights, you are given special consideration where in u are counted as minority.. isn’t it enough for you to fight for India”.

I believe many of you agree for what I’ve written. Do comment on this.

Note of apology

2007-07-09T10:15:00.000-07:00

Dear frenz or readers (if any :))..........
well i never thought i wud be so lazy to post the matter wich i already have.. i knew i was lazy in my daily dairy but thought i will b atleast regular here. well i'll try to b here after. i wud like to be an open book, not a closed book wich cudnt be judged by the cover. wel today i finally completed my engineering. well my final year results we annoounced on 7-7-07, and guess wat i got 70%. and the most important subjject CIP(constitution of India n professional ethics) sub sabjects ka bbaap, i cleared this too.. i got the results today.. was so happy.. there's lot to write but dont knw wer to start from.. with great efforts i cleard my exams. i'll never forget the preparation of my multimedia exam.. i started it the day b4 sorry the nyt b4 the exam.. at 12.. dat day there was no power at home i had to migrate to my GM's home. i called most of my frenz to lessen my tension.. and finally i cleared.
dat was most memorable. then the came the trip thnx to my frenz who came to my home n heard my dad's lecture for an hour to get permission for me for trip.. for the first time i guess i din cried in trip (home sick) its the other thing dat i cried after the trip cz i realised dat i'm leaving such good frenz. and started a different journey of life after exams.. 'll descripe u ppt later in my next post.. bye for nw.. c ya

i love my teacher

2007-05-22T12:29:00.001-07:00

i still wont b'live i cried after seeing this.. it touched me.. u had to see this............ http://www.teachermovie.com/

THE COST

2007-05-17T02:13:00.000-07:00

Tess was a precocious eight-year-old when she heard her Mom andDad talking about her little brother, Andrew.All she knew was that he was very sick and they were completelyout of money. They were moving to an apartment complex nextmonth because Daddy didn't have the money for the doctor's billsand their house. Only a very costly surgery could save him nowand it was looking like there was no one to loan them the money.She heard Daddy say to her tearful Mother with whispereddesperation, "Only a miracle can save him now."Tess went to her bedroom and pulled a glass jelly jar from itshiding place in the closet. She poured all the change out onthe floor and counted it carefully.Three times, even. The total had to be exactly perfect.No chance here for mistakes.Carefully placing the coins back in the jar and twisting on thecap, she slipped out the backdoor and made her way 6 blocks toRexall's Drug Store with the big red Indian Chief sign above thedoor.She waited patiently for the pharmacist to give her someattention, but he was too busy at this moment.Tess twisted her feet to make a scuffing noise.Nothing.She cleared her throat with the most disgusting sound she couldmuster.No good.Finally she took a quarter from her jar and banged it on theglass counter.That did it!"And what do you want?" the pharmacist asked in an annoyed toneof voice. "I'm talking to my brother from Chicago whom Ihaven't seen in ages," he said without waiting for a reply tohis question."Well, I want to talk to you about my brother," Tess answeredback in the same annoyed tone."He's really really sick... and I want to buy a miracle.""I beg your pardon?" said the pharmacist."His name is Andrew and he has something bad growing inside hishead and my Daddy says only a miracle can save him now, so howmuch does a miracle cost?""We don't sell miracles here, little girl. I'm sorry, but Ican't help you," the pharmacist said, softening a little."Listen, I have the money to pay for it. If it isn't enough,I will get the rest. Just tell me how much it costs."The pharmacist's brother was a well dressed man.He stooped down and asked the little girl,"What kind of a miracle does your brother need?""I don't know," Tess replied with her eyes welling up "I justknow he's really sick and Mommy says he needs an operation,but my Daddy can't pay for it, so I want to use my money.""How much do you have?" asked the man from Chicago."One dollar and eleven cents," Tess answered barely audibly."And it's all the money I have, but I can get some more if Ineed to."Well, what a coincidence," smiled the man."A dollar and eleven cents, exact price of a miracle for littlebrothers."He took her money in one hand and with the other hand he graspedher mitten and said, "Take me to where you live.I want to see your brother and meet your parents.Let's see if I have the kind of miracle you need."That well dressed man was Dr. Carlton Armstrong, a surgeon,specializing in neuro-surgery.The operation was completed without charge, and it wasn't longuntil Andrew was home again and doing well.Mom and Dad were happily talking about the chain of events thathad led them to this place. "That surgery," her Mom whispered."was a real miracle. I wonder how much it would have cost?"Tess smiled. She knew exactly how much a miracle cost... onedollar and eleven cents ...... plus the faith of a little child.A miracle is not the suspension of natural law,but the operation of a higher law.

Keep Your Eyes On The Dots

2007-05-17T01:57:00.000-07:00

You see a circle of violet dots.

Each of them disappears in order, like moving in a circle.

Concentrate your sight at the cross,then you can see how the violet dots disappear.

If you do it all right,you can see that the green dot is moving.

If you keep looking all violet dots will disappearand only green dot will keep moving!

BIET KA SAFAR!

2007-05-16T11:09:00.000-07:00

Na jane kab kaise mera tanka fit ho gaya, aur me BIET me admit ho gayi.

ek nayi duniya,kuch naye naye chehre,Class me teachers he pehre!

Ragging ki chinta, Sessional ka kehar,assignment ki jugaadh, din raath dopaher.

Raath ko jhapki Lagte hi, Exam ka bhoot aata tha,Drafter to mano talwar nazar aata tha.

Attendence kabhi 85% nahi rahti thi,kyonki festival me chutti,postman se bhi kam milti thi.

baton ka silsila deer tak raath chalta tha,aur neend ka safar class me poora hota tha.

RAm n co se Gundi circle tak ki yaatra, Hide out se Raj BHavan tak ka safar,

juice party se b'day party tak,
sab hamare bina adhure hote the,jaise hum rishte me shahinshah ke nati hote the(sorry koi aur line nahi ja rahi thi).

Zindagi me yeh char saal kaise bhool sakti hon.jaate jaate bas itna kehsakti hon.,,,

"kayi mile kayi bichde,
is zindagi ke safar me,
par ab toh raasta itna sankraa hai,
ki sirf yaadein saath chal sakti hain".

Attendance:(

2007-05-16T10:27:00.000-07:00

The attendance requirement is like the sword of damocles hanging over heads. For a BATCH OF ENGINEERS, such a trivial rule is dameaning, not hzt to us , but to the very faculty that enforces it...

First hand evidence is this fact that i used to play Antakshari sitting in the class. It was a subject that i cud very well handle on my own,. Given a few printed handouts n a couple of reference books, all i need are a few hours during the course of the semister to clear a few concepts. Then y on earth i was sitting in class? so much for time management!

Frankly speaking i'm not an acadamic Genius. in fact i'm in deep trouble in a few subs. wat really gets 2 meis dat i 'd really like to start studying n not make a grand show of seriousness by attending classes.Wake up late foe a couple of days, get some notes together,read them n actually learn something.Think that far better than writting notes in the class as dictated from the same text book wich we r supposed to study.

lets face the facts. The issue isn't new;its the age old argument.The attendance requirement has been reduces to a whip in the hands of the faculty;its sole purpose to keep 'wayward' student in line.Lets take a quick look at the BITS pilani, where students plan their own schedule after seeing dat of the faculty,. No1 accusses a BITSian of being irresponsible n undisciplined. Then y is this unique honor bestowed upon us?wich civilized educational institution wud detain student on the basis of the number of hours spent staring at a blackboard? If this is the basis for professional education , den we're al destined to b pencil pushers, adept at preaching but never practicing ourselves.

Back to ground Zero. Wat r we really here for? Becoming good engineers i suppose.Logically speaking, that shud involve learning a subject 4m the basics. Developing a hand s on approach to problems and being able to solve problems in the best possible way.Sounds pretty impressive doesnt it?But is that wat we're actually heading towards? Hours spent staring at teachers faces, furtive glances at the watches, SMSing all the time.Wonder wat dis has 2 do wid the attendancce requirement? simple. Ppl will study wen they want to study.Forcing UG students to attend classes n study exactly wat being taught!jzt doesnt work.Jst look at academic sucess stories who've topped with the aid of jzt the photocopying machine.In any case, 50 students sitting together n poring over the same material day in day out won't produce hotshot engineers. We'll just end up as a batch of graduates collectively pouting out wat we've learnt sorry....... studied..

Not dat this is a reflection on our faculty. Hats off to our teachers who teach with so many students oblivious to what 's happening. Its the system that's faulty. And this is wat preventing our faculty frm reaching the apex of their teaching potential. At this level,role of our faculty shud b restricted to providing guidance,entrusting the bulk of the learning process to the students. For ant faculty is much too valuable to b wasted on such a retrograde teaching process involving a compulsory phusical presence in class. Lets accept the reality of our current situaton n move on with the times. Only then we b well n truly 'inspired by life'.

Wat do i think?

2007-05-16T09:48:00.000-07:00

Hello evry1.... actually i asked my fren y do we use blogs for? ha the answer comes here.... to express your views.... ho i understan its like a public diary[as in personal diary=))]. oh my chweet diary(no sorry blog) plz keep my conversation with u personal... a gr8 joke...
k keeping jokes apart.. hum log mudde pe aate hain.. b4 writing abt any syupid thing i wud like to write abt myself, well waise mujhe mere alawa baki sabhi cheezen stupid ladti hai:))..
Tabu is a good girl, sweet, cute , loving, understanding, caring, naughty, charming and............. no end for it.. well i'm not boosting.. if u knw me u'll agree for the listed qualities of mine.. 1 or 2 or exceptional..
u knw 'm very bad at spelling english:).. but still i 'll try to write correctly. i hope i wont do any mistake if i do also i knw ppl adjust.. bcz english is a funny language(this was quoted by big B in lawaris)..
i had a misconception dat i read people easily like wat they think abt me n wat do i mean to them... but i was wrong. u knw i always follow 1 thing in life is that "every1 is a fraud so beware of heart breakers". I take life practically. i expect for worst n 'll b prepared for it.. so the many hard times in my life din break me. i love smiling., i like ppl smiling. if any1 whom i knw though not a fren if i knw that person n if he/she wont smile i get tensed n worried wats wrong,, some times i wonder is it mandatory to smile? but its a controversy going on b/w my mind n heart.. my conscience is my best fren- it never let me down.
I love my school a lot. they wr the best teachers i ever had. i still remember the Moral Science lessons we had. i used to slowly take sweets n eat with out the knowledge of my mother.. we had a lesson on controlling temptations,in dat my ma'am mentioned it as an example n from dat day i 've control over my temptation.. another is the 1 in which my ma'am gave an example of a farmer n a greedy priest.. it goes like this..
once the was a village, there was no rain in the village n due to lack of grain ppl straved, then the ppl on village arranged a pooja.. they prayed but no results but then a poor farmer did the same n an angel arived n blessed him.then it rained heavily.. so ppl got amazed n asked the Angel she answered its coz the priest prayed for only himself n the farmer prayed for the whole village.. so the moral is "wen u pray for urself God answers lately, but wen u pray for others he answers quickly n +vely" so till date i always include every1 in my prayer". so its abt my school. these things've influenced in my life a lot. Those teachers tought me to smile in the most toughest situation. I love my parents n they are the world's best parents. they never treat me like a girl. They give me equal importance as they give to my bro's.. infact 'm the only1 so lil special treatment is given to me. i' m the most luckiest in evrything.
i cant withstand injustice n i fight for it many times. I hate beggers. They r the waste ppl who cant even earn for their living n so they spread their hand in front of evry1.
I love Jesus, n adore Mother Marry. I love Mother Theresa bcz of wat she said"spread love everywhere"..Wat do i blive is only love n smile are the two things which tie every1 in a bond. Even enemies wer frenz once. U hate the 1 whom u loved once. there are many things i wanna write but cudnt pen.. its only 10% of wat i'm.. hope i'm successfull in conveying wat i wanted to... with lots of love.

ma first post..............

2007-05-16T09:18:00.000-07:00

Hi, its my first post in my blog.... there r many interestings to go on the way:) happiness alwaysssssssss