.......... Ke Haseen Sapne :)

“Maine tere liye hi saat rang ke sapne bune…sapne sajeele sapne…” Way back in 1970…Rajesh Khanna won the hearts of many wth this song from the super duper hit movie Anand!!

 Aah…’Sapne sajeele sapne’..sounds beautiful….Alas…with the kind of dreams I have… if today I were to try and woo anyone with that song…..then ‘To Put It Mildly’….I would surely be thrown out of the house!!!!Lolz….

 Making ships land on roads…squeezing lions in a bag….doobofying in a submarine….are exactly not the kind of ‘Sajeele’ dreams any one would like me to dream for them!!! :p

 Well not my fault…with the kind of genius brain that I have….Arbit dreams are bound to happen…tho I prefer to call them ‘Creative Dreams’….you see Einstein was also termed mad once!!! But then there is no great genius without some touch of madness!!!So I also choose to accept the ARBITNESS of my dreams so to say!!

 You see..only a genius can actually Squeeze three giant lions in one small hand pouch!! Ohk ohk..now don’t give me those looks….let me explain the dream to you first….One fine night…I m cozily tucked away in my bed and dreaming the mosssssssssssssssst arbit dream of my life…..it goes like this….Oh!! lemme introduce the Kahani ke Mukhya Patras first..Its me, Tushar and Vineet (both of whom are doctors, well I know they deserve better intro..but dis is d most relevant to d dream…u’ll know soon :))..Hmm so all three of us have gone to some jungle safari…where we liked these 3 giant lions and we decided to steal them and bring them to our hotel room.Now in the hotel room we are blissfully admiring the 3 beauties(or beasts!!)..ki tabhi room ki bell baji…and I saw from the eye hole ki the jungle officials are standing outside!! 

Now STEALING animals is surely not legal….so panic sets in the room…But chill….Main Hoon Na!!! [Aah Shahrukh Khan shud thank me for mentioning his Super Flop movie in my esteemed blog!!] the STRONG ME (gaur farmaiyga!!)…actually picked up the 3 lions one by one , squeezed them with my palms and put them in a small hand bag (the one generally carried by men to carry papers around!!) and zip up the bag!! Phew..soo tiring I tell u!!....But then these stupid lions refuse to stop growling inspite of being locked up in the bag…..so I tell tushar to go n gv them some sedative so that they stop making so much noise while I go out n handle the jungle officials….

But after some 15-20 minutes..i realize tht they r growling louder..so I go n ask tushar if he gave them the sedatives…so he INNOCENTLY replies!! “Oh wo sedative lions ko dena  tha!! Mujhe laga tune bola ki kitchen ki drain me cockroach bahut hain..isliye main to wo sedative drain me daal aaya!!!!!!!!!!”…and while I m trying to catch hold of my mouth wich had actually dropped down in astonishment..Mr Vineet is literally Rolling on the Floor laughing!!!! I m telling him to do something…but he just wudnt stop laughing…now joined by tush also…..so now thrs poor me shouting…the jungle officials banging the door and two useless fellas laughing away to glory….and POP!! Goes my dream and I wake up!!!

 Aah what a profound dream I say…..wot u dnt agree?????Gosh!!! Trust me! U dnt hv the ability to think deeply!!! Just anaylyse the dream…..the ADVENTURE of jungle safari….the ADMIRATION of BEAUTY of lions! (yepp!! Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder!!]….the LOVE for animals…..Tushar actually gave the Cockoroaches sedatives instead of killing them!![the generous he!!]…the HUMOUR of Mr Vineet[ok ok…lets nt get into d details now!!]….the ACTION...of me squeezing in the lions in a bag!!......

 My my… with so much MASALA thrown in….kisi hindi movie se kum to nahin tha yeh dream…n u say its was arrrrrrrrrrrrbit!!!

 Kisi ne sach hi kaha hai…..“Ridicule is the tribute paid to the genius by the mediocrities.”

 

[The Genius Takes a Bow]

Happiness @ Sale!!...Go buy a pup!! :)

“I'd be happy to have my biography be the stories of my dogs. To me, to live without dogs would mean accepting a form of blindness.”

 About 4 years back….on a wintery evening of November…Arrived a little angel in our house. Well quite unlike the typical image of a pup,all wrapped in pink ribbon, resting in a basket…this one arrived below the driver’s seat of our car!! Basically he was little Black Labrador pup…who managed to crawl out of the back seat of the car and get below the drivers seat!! Not to mention that my dad had to actually spend 20 minutes trying to figure out where the little monster had disappeared..thnks to his black color and tiny frame!!

 So ladies and gentlemen!! Please give a biig round of applause…To…… SULTAN….the world’s most handsome black Labrador!! :) Tall, Dark and Handsome..personified!! He he he

 The more I see Sultan the more I biliv in the concept of pichla janam..As we all fondly like to say….Kuch to pichle janam ka karz hai hum logo ka Sultan pe…jo vasool karne wo hamare ghar aaya hai!! Lolz…I mean….the way he has all 5 of us wrapped around the 5^th toe of the back feet on the right!![yeah with Dogs…u have to be more precise!!]..its just amazing!!! 

Hes truly the Sultan of the house…and our hearts too!!! Who else would dare to snatch our blankets at 5 in the morning and drag us out of our beds coz its his morning walk time!!! Hes getting smarter with each day..when he was small…n barked in the morning…we would just pull the blanket over are heads and pretend tht we cant hear…but now…he really dsnt waste his energy much..he’ll bang into the room….gv a louuuuuddddd bark….wot u ignored him??? Ohkk…he’ll come over to your bed….take the tiny corner of the blanket hanging down from the bed in his mouth and just march out of the room…now if u think u can win this tug of war!!u r mistaken….better leave d bed soon!!

 After a niiice morning walk in the muddiest of patches on the road…its time for his breakfast….and guess who cooks it 4 him….no one else but the Mukhiya of the house..My Dad!!!..itne saalon me humein kuch bana ke chahe na khilaya ho..but Sultan ka breakfast is one responsibility that he has voluntarily taken!! And u shud see how he makes it….Daliya+palak+egg+carrot+milk+malayi….and God knows wot all….this kind of breakfast would put any nutritionist to shame!!! I to keep telling him…ki agar aisa nutritious khaana mujhe khilaya hota..to aaj meri sehat kahan ki kahan pahunch gayi hoti!! But then as they say…every Dog has his day!!

And to top it..he brags…”see! With the breakfast I make for sultan..his coat has become so shiny and black!!”…and I just stand there looking at my thinning hairline…making plans to confiscate Sultan’s breakfast soon!![yeah bad hair days can do such things to you!!]

 So breakfast done….time for a nap….wot better place to catch a nap but on the soft carpet right in the center of the living room!!!Who cares about all the hair sticking on to the carpet…safai ke liye ghar ke chaar aur log hain na!!! I m THE SULTAN!! So while the rest of the family is getting ready for their offices toppling over either a black tail or a stretched leg in hallway…..our dear sultan is catching up on his sleep…[with the amount of overtime he does in the sleep department..I really wonder where does get sleep to Catch Up on!!!]

 Its afternoon now….iffffffff it happens to be wikend..then its his bathing day!! Well this quote summarizes the whole bathing story…”One whu hasn’t tasted soap has never given bath to a Dog!!” lolz..howw true….if u bathe Sultan..he’ll make sure that u also get one simultaneously….so just whn u finish rubbing soap over his body….he’ll do a Mithun da Disco number and gv back all the soap that u hv so generously rubbed on him..back to you!!

 But its ok..being the fighter that we are..we do manage to give him a bath[phew!!]…so he airdries himself…..but hey!! Its getting sunny out there…and you are sitting in ac while sultan is out!! Not fair…..so he’ll come marching into the room….and lie down right in front of the ac!!..aah..that feels nice….10 minutes later….ohkkk its getting cold in here…guess I shud finally move away from d ac….ahaan…my favorite place…at the door of the room…so if the door is closed…I perch myself right behind it..making sure that no one else apart from his highness Mr Dara Singh is able to move me and open the door!!And if anyone else wants to enter/leave the room..well they can use the window for all I care!!!

 Ding Dong!! Doorbell!!! Andddddddddddddddd Sultan goes rushing out of the room towards the main door…no no…not to attack the visitor!!Labs are friendly by nature…and our Sulli dear goes overboard on that…he wants to jump on the visitor[so wot if it means throwing 35+ kg weight on the poor unsuspecting person on the other side of the door!!]..lick him all over[did some1 say good clothes??well they need to be stamped with my lick then!!]….But wts dis…here comes Mom…trying to put leash on him nad take him away…[well only if se can catch me!!Time to run around…]….Mom gives up…calls Dad…..Dad gives one Angry command…”Sultan..sit!!”….and our Sulli dear follows with the most innocent face on the earth!!!

 One biig dramebaaz he is…the moment u try to scold him…he’ll give u one of those…I-am-Innocent looks..that u’ll actually feel like kicking urself!!! And its really difficult not to fall in his trap!! [ ohkkk I confess…I hv bin a perennial victim of this!!]

 With most of the day gone in random timepass…its evening..time for sultan to sit outside the kitchen…so that while cooking dinner mom can throw bit and pieces to him while he waits for his dinner!!Too bad…the dinner is not as lavish as the breakfast..its plain Dog Food….well if only Sultan could read the description of his of food on its cover…”chunky chicken pieces cooked in white rice with the goodness of vegetables..blah blah blah..”….I mean..Hullo!!Do they really expect Dogs to read THAT!!...but job hi ho….its difficult to resist the temptation on reading that…thankfully the food smells a bit bad….varna to I m sure the Dog owners would be found sharing food with their canine in the same plate!![yeah yeah..count me in too!!:p]

But I have to tell u this….Sultan is sooooooooooo sharp…he may be in anyyyyyyy corner of the house..but the moment he hears his dog food box opening..he’ll come russssssssssssssshing to the kitchen…however quite u try to be…he can just sense it…and when hes waiting 4 his food…hes at his best..i mean u pull his ears..u hug him…do anyyyyyything..he’ll not budge….varna to you really have to flex all your muscles to get him in ur grip for even a chotu motu hug!! He he he

 After dinner its again time for a walk….and then off to sleep [of courrrrse in the AC!!wot u thot???? ;)] 

So u see..whuever said..its a Dog’s life…must nt hv experienced it 4 sure!! A Dog’s life is just sooo amazing guys!! But then dnt they soooooooooooooooooo deserve it….. 

For all the unconditional love that they give….

For that vigourous tail wagging that they do every time u enter the house….that makes u feel so welcomed and longed for!!! 

For that gentle nuzzling tht they give whn u r having a bad day!!

 For the way they dance around and shake their whole body for simple  things as a pat from you!! 

For they way they let you touch themselves…and respond back with a warm lick..

 And for all the other ways in which the teach you to simply enjoy your life!!! :)

 I always feel..the ones who don’t have a Dog in their life are missing out on a remarkable part of their lives!! 

And I must say…After a lifetime of affectionate regard for dogs and many years of close observation and reflection, I have reached the conclusion that We dont own Dogs….They own US!! :)

 

p.s. I have one more Dog….about him..Later..On popular Demand u c!! ;)

The Importance of being UNIQUE

ps - owing title inspiration from 'the importance of being earnest' ... read on n you'll know why my ps starts at the beginning of the blog n not at the end!

The word that caught my attention is UNIQUE not disappointment, frustration, unfairness or even isolation....but unlike chetan i realized i am unique from the moment i was born....i walked a lil distantly with tht haughtiness which comes with being unique n the happiness in knowing no one is like you... ;)

if anyone ever needs a single word in their life it is UNIQUE...i mean ok i do believe in oneness and tht we all go into that one point where we originated from (big bang anyone) but tht idea is for world peace more n less for daily living....

here n now...u need to know yourself and love everything about you...and if anyone doesn't like u - its their problem...they were good for nothing in the first place so dont even bother giving them too much weightage...

another thing in life...when u meet people who think they r UNIQUE and a tad degree MORE than you....whatever gave them that stupid idea!!! Just be yourself and i'd give a mantra for those kinds - IGNORE...after all we came from one point n we will meet again at some point till then hasta la vistaa!!

ok...now this is a blog than a comment so it goes into becoming a blog....

muuuaaahh ------ to myself for being UNIQUE!

love thyself!

From
Ms. Unique to the Universe

Few thoughts shared by Chetan Bhagat. How justifiable....

"There are four storms in life that will threaten to completely put out the flame.
These must be guarded against. These are disappointment, frustration,
unfairness and loneliness of purpose.

Disappointment will come when your effort does not give you the
expected return. If things don't go as planned or if you face failure.
Failure is extremely difficult to handle, but those that do come out
stronger. What did this failure teach me? is the question you will
need to ask. You will feel miserable. You will want to quit, like I
wanted to when nine publishers rejected my first book. Some IITians
kill themselves over low grades - how silly is that? But that is how
much failure can hurt you. But it's life. If challenges could always
be overcome, they would cease to be a challenge. And remember - if you
are failing at something, that means you are at your limit or
potential. And that's where you want to be.

Disappointment's cousin is frustration, the second storm. Have you
ever been frustrated? It happens when things are stuck. This is
especially relevant in India. From traffic jams to getting that job
you deserve, sometimes things take so long that you don't know if you
chose the right goal. After books, I set the goal of writing for
Bollywood, as I thought they needed writers. I am called extremely
lucky, but it took me five years to get close to a release.
Frustration saps excitement, and turns your initial energy into
something negative, making you a bitter person. How did I deal with
it? A realistic assessment of the time involved - movies take a long
time to make even though they are watched quickly, seeking a certain
enjoyment in the process rather than the end result - at least I was
learning how to write scripts, having a side plan - I had my third
book to write and even something as simple as pleasurable distractions
in your life - friends, food, travel can help you overcome it.
Remember, nothing is to be taken seriously. Frustration is a sign
somewhere, you took it too seriously.

Unfairness - this is hardest to deal with, but unfortunately that is
how our country works. People with connections, rich dads, beautiful
faces, pedigree find it easier to make it - not just in Bollywood, but
everywhere. And sometimes it is just plain luck. There are so few
opportunities in India, so many stars need to be aligned for you to
make it happen. Merit and hard work is not always linked to
achievement in the short term, but the long term correlation is high,
and ultimately things do work out. But realize, there will be some
people luckier than you. In fact, to have an opportunity to go to
college and understand this speech in English means you are pretty
damm lucky by Indian standards. Let's be grateful for what we have and
get the strength to accept what we don't. I have so much love from my
readers that other writers cannot even imagine it. However, I don't
get literary praise. It's ok. I don't look like Aishwarya Rai, but I
have two boys who I think are more beautiful than her. It's ok. Don't
let unfairness kill your spark.

Finally, the last point that can kill your spark is isolation. As you
grow older you will realize you are unique. When you are little, all
kids want Ice cream and Spiderman. As you grow older to college, you
still are a lot like your friends. But ten years later and you realize
you are unique. What you want, what you believe in, what makes you
feel, may be different from even the people closest to you. This can
create conflict as your goals may not match with others. . And you may
drop some of them. Basketball captains in college invariably stop
playing basketball by the time they have their second child. They give
up something that meant so much to them. They do it for their family.
But in doing that, the spark dies. Never, ever make that compromise.
Love yourself first, and then others.

There you go. I've told you the four thunderstorms - disappointment,
frustration, unfairness and isolation. You cannot avoid them, as like
the monsoon they will come into your life at regular intervals. You
just need to keep the raincoat handy to not let the spark die."

Ek naye bhagwan ki khoj

doston...friends....

hum aaj chale hain ek naye bhagwan ki khoj mein. ab obviously one tends to think - kyon bhai kya hogaya ... aisa kya dukh aa gaya..??

ab kya arz kiya jaaye....aajkal har electric cheez...refrigerator, washing machine, dryer, COMPUTER, dvd player....these have made us totally dependent on them....and the horror of all horrors...one morning your machine is not working and the thought of all the clothes piling up can make u break into a sweat or like today i saw my fridge conking off (the first year warranty expired on 7th Sept.!!) and the thought of all the milk going bad n those gorgeous chocolates melting n the veggies spoiling....u quickly call up the fixing guy n he hands u a biggg bill...

oh and this isnt y i am writing the blog today...last to last week...we were without electricity for 5 hours...gassssspssssss!! Yes...and all bcoz our MCP (not the male chauvnistic pig...) had some problem....being a tuesday no electrician would show up....we somehow got over that day only to realize that our dear Anil Ambani has decided to cut off our electricity for a few hours everyday....andddd our inverter is also JUSTTT out of warranty and the repair guy says - madam u need new batteries - another bill!!!

And well my tale of unending horrors....i ask my internet provider to send a wireless modem....it arrives....the guy who has to install comes.....and he comes again n he comes again n he comes yet again coz they just cant seem to figure out why its not working!!! And lo - behold....it starts working one fine day - just like that! Miracle....someone heard me up there...but who???

and this is still not the end of my story....my laptop's dvd player suddenly decides to stop working - my expensive dvd/cd system also refuses to work.....ohhh i have offended someone....but who????

i have a movie i am dying to see for a few months but just my luck.....its a dvd....n it wont play in my house...

so the conclusion i come to is - i pray to all gods....ganesh ji - to take away obstacles ; shiv ji - please send me a good guy to get married to ; hanuman ji - oh well women cant pray to him coz he's the bachelor god...ram ji - inspire idealism in me; durga ma - give me strength....and lakshmi ji - please sponsor my shopping trips....etc. etc.... but hey.... my life revolves around electricity n electric appliances n i am not praying to any god for that!!!!!!! BLASPHEMY!!!! Obviously i am haunted by bad luck in all the gadgets....so here i am....in khoj or search of new god....the bijli god or shud we call him/her the bijli upkaran god....and i am not sure whether to pray it in male form or female???

ohh...the irony....is anyone more enlightened and help me..??? for everyone facing life's difficult moments be it your food processor or ur microwave or ur oven.....be it the server in office or the inverter or wireless modem....be it ur iron or ur hair dryer......its ruled by some god and in these modern times we need to search out the new evolved god....and erect temples and do havans....please be appeased....please give us your blessings...

from a bechari Bhakt in your true searcch

Advice free hai - baanto!

Hello everyone....

A peculiar condition prevails in most parts of india - in the young it manifests as - Fundae dene ki bimaari or fundomania. As the condition progresses with age - it converts into the deadly - Advice dene ki bimaari or advice de de kar maarne ki bimaari...the sufferer is actually not the one who is suffering from this deadly condition but is actually the individual or a group which comes in contact with people suffering from this condition.

Humare desh mein - everyone has an opinion (even before the 24 x 7 news channels came with their senseless breaking news) and based on this people feel its their right to give opinion/fundae/advice on EVERYTHING!!!

List is long... but starting from What to wear or what not to wear (the single most exasperating thing for women....hello please let us be....we'll figure out what we like!!!) to what to eat or what not to eat....what to study or what not to study (i was told not to do law because lawyers are Liars n it wud spoil my Karma!!) well n if someone in ur family is getting married then there are a million taboos...like u cant wear white n u cant wear black (the single most flattering colour on any woman!!!! How cud they do it to us!!!) and well the amount u can talk or meet ur fiance....its endless....people will drop by n tell u what to tell ur future in-laws (orchestrated conversation...anyone??!!!) or when to order ur cards n every mundane activity (some useful tips do come our way in all the advice-o-mania) is discussed threadbare...even the size of the thali for pooja will draw comments...

Ok...and getting a little personal...if i choose to be in business (being a girl....phewwww!!!) then obviously its such an unknown thing that the single most common advice/fundae given to me is about the importance of joining an MNC (well CRAP!!!!! Dont suggest it to me again....i am probably calling u all sorts or unflattering names in my dicitionary n u r definitely going in my ignore user list!) Young people love to give fundae....trust me thr are very few non-judgemental types left in this world....so u r bound to suffer from inane advice....or make others suffer with u!!!

The one positive thing out of this is - u learn to be PATIENT....i fight by closing my brains (my entire CPU goes into hibernation mode) ... now anyone who has suffered at my hands ... (i know i am no good either)....being opinionated runs in the family....my heartfelt sympathies....

The moral of the story....advice free hai - baanto - But only when asked.....

Shaadi ki sooch ki kahani ek ladke ke zubaani..............

Doston bahut dino se ek sawaal tha maan mein. socha gupshup gali ke jyareye sabse banta jaye.
ab hum sab us umar mein pahunch gaye jahan kabhi na sochne wale baat samne aati hai baar baar shaadi shaadi shaddi.... aur vaise bhi humare aas pass ki sabhe logon ke shaddi ho rahe hai.
tu mene bhi socha kyun na sabse poocha jaya aur sabse banta jaya apna iradaa.
bhai hum to bilkul tyaar hain shaadi ke liye. apni to poori planning hai shaadi ko le kar. ladki kaise hone chhahiye, uske ghar vale kaise, uske saheliyaan (most imp) etc etc. bhai ladki ek dum chand ka tukda, na lakhonn mein na karoodein bas duniya mein ek. baki jo thoda bahut khana bana le. bas MBA,MCA ho kafi hai jyada nahin, bas english bol lete ho, hain koi aur international language ho acha rahega, kal ko business mein help milege.. see global sochna padhta hai bhai ..
baki ladki susheel ho, gharelo ho but saath mein dance bhi jante ho.. aaj kal clubbing ka jamama hai bhai.. nahin tu ruppee room aur colaba walon ka dhandha bandh... baki ladki ke puraane affair thode kaam hi hoon.. nahin tu pata nahin kaunse mahi(bachna ee haseeno) humare haath aa jayee... baki aaj kal mushkeel hi hai.. 1-2 puraane affair tu theekh hain jyada tu phir ladki thodee gadbad ho jayege phir....
baki ladki hasne wali hoo, aanson shaadi ke raat saree bha le.. allowed hai, mein ghar usko subah thodee daar se lee aoonga.. vidayee extended for crying........
acha humne woh lakhon karodein mein ek wali baat tu baataaye nahin... height uski 5-8 tu hone chahiye, bal definitely lambe (bob, boy cut out) aankheen bas jinmein nasha hi nasha ho, hoonth hmmmm....... baki gym kasrat karke shape mein hooo....
yeh tu hoyee shaadi kiske karni uski baat,, aree uski parivaar aur sahelyoon ke baat tu reh gayee.. bas ekalee bete, baap ke pass paise he paisa...... mother in law bete se bhi pyaari,,, yeh bahut imp hai bcoz nahin tu bete ke budhape ka andaza wahin se lagega... bhai hona nahin chhahiye koyee..... bhene ek aad theekh hai..... haan shelyiaan jitne utni achee,,, jo humare bhi dost bankar raheennn... be broad minded frndssssssss.
chalo abhii shaadi tu ho gayee ab nibhanee kaise yeh sawaaal ( committment).. doston yeh jo committment word hai mere hisaab se har ladke ka sabse nafratheen shabad hogaa.... without any doubt locked on committment.......
tu pehle ek do saall tu pyaar, jaan pehchaan, dinner, functions,,, ppocho mat punjab mein tu dulhe ko khila khila kar mar dete hain..... acha sorry yaar honeymoon tu reh gaya,,, chalo woh bhi add karo.. chalo kya matlab yeh tu sabse imp hai... shaadi hotee hi honeymoon ke liye hai.. vaise yeh honeymoon wale kaam se tours and travels walee bada paisa kamatee hain.. singapore mein to poocho mat badh aaye hai inke.. chalo hum kyun jale kisse ke honeymoon se..
hum apna banayega.. destination.. yeh bhi sawaal hai ab... mere choice new zealand.. ladki ki kuch aur tu uski marzi, hum tu nz jakar hi banayaenge woh nahin tu aur......
aree nahin nahin usse ki saath mana lenge usko yaar...... acha phir ya planning child.. i thnk 2-3 saal baad.. nahin tu jayada late ho jayegaa... hum 40 ke aur bache nursery mein... mushkeel.. bahut icha hai bachoon ke saath badhee hone ki khelne kudne ne.. preference a girl baby doll....
wt say frnds...... in sab mein kaam dhandha tu lagta chaupat ho gayaa,.. vaise phil haal bhi bck to kaam, abhi shaaddi ke 2-3 saal hi theekh hain kyunki uske baad mujhe kaun jhelega tu divorce pucca... vaise tu chk latest on divorce search google.. india is making records...
baki doston apnee vicharr bhi dalon..
ajaad kyunvaaraa kuch din ke liye