Post wedding post!

Nearing to 3 months of wedlock... and nearly 3 years of acquaintance with Mr. hubby.
Yes, its different, no doubt, before and after marriage.
Your definition of love changes gradually and as they say your love grows at platonic level.. True it is !

With the big decision of life comes in an entire  set of responsibilities.A new family, a new home and a new life style.You aren't sure of so many things but the solutions keep unfolding with time.

Cooking with all the available expertise,sneaking into recipe sites to make sure that somehow end results of the cooking are good.Discussing recipes over office lunch or calling up aunts to confirm some recipe, isn't your part of the world till you are married...   Experiments aren't successful every time though- like the pudina chutney disaster  the other day plus there is no guarantee,too, that the thing cooked well last time is going to be equally good the 2nd time too.

Long hours aren't spent any more on laptop.The telephone bills have come down by a drastic amount.The long book reading sessions have almost come to an end...Minimal telephone usage......No frequest escapes for tea/coffee/masala dosa.... No time to think over 'time pass' options. :) No wedding shopping discussions... No dance practice sessions.... No cribbing for the unwashed clothes and no hour long washing them by hand...[yay, I have a washing machine now.] .... Looks like my world has turned topsy-turvy..

Yaa, but the real pleasures of life lies here.Cooking, sipping coffee together,candle light dinners, setting up home, buying plants, irritating each other - the real fun lies here. Real pleasures of life indeed lie in small things!
The joy of being called someone's wife, having someone to dote on for little things, seeing someone smile at me with all the love and dancing to the tunes of togetherness is what I am enjoying these days....

Wishing for it to stay here forever :)

Hoping to write consistently... marriage makes you busy , you know !! :P

From Chacha Choudhary to Alchemist...

Just done reading with Alchemist by Paulo Coelho.. The utter disaster! After reading the last page I was trying to recollect if even a single thing I could carry forward and there was nothing... Disappointing indeed ! All I could remember were 2 sayings.... "Death doesn't change anything" and "If you want anything, entire universe conspires to help you get that".... which obviously is the English version of a dialogue from some crap Hindi movie..... Nevertheless, I feel I at least gave Paulo the second chance after the Brida to impress me with his writing.But he failed- Alchemist was equally letting down  with its' out of the world talks.

Remembering my childhood days when reading books never involved a risk since we always picked our favourite ones and which no doubt had to be entertaining.Be it chacha chaudharys' conversations with sabu and bhagyawaan or pinki's cute acts.... nagraj's deadly blows or  champak's morals...  Biloo's cricket fever or nandan's short stories, the characters never failed to charm us. The uninterrupted reading, finishing a book in 2 hours, what a pleasure it used to be.Engrossed in the world of comic characters and a sudden background interruption by mum to finish the school lessons.... Ohhhh!!!! what pain in the ass it used to be, to get back to the syllabus books.Lost,still, in the Pinky's cunning acts and chacha's computer dimaag, the mind continued to race  to find a way to get next comic while holding the school lessons in hand..... We read and enjoyed these books, never realizing that these were inadvertently instilling in us lot many things that will be part of our  being always.They happily and in simplest of terms taught us so many things.


Today, we have grown older, our reading has become mature.We research over books on Amazon, read reviews and after a full fledged satisfaction order one.We have money to spend, we pay big to read someone's autobiography or to learn best of the managerial skills.But the happiness that these non-existent characters gave us is incomparable.


We have grown older for these characters but these characters will never grow up.They are ready to make us laugh any time.Then, why not try out the next one as chacha choudhary or Pinki and recall the old times rather then picking up some complex stuff which worsens our already baffled state!


P.S. Just saw one at Flipkart  "Pinki and Kalandar" just Rs 20/. I am good to order it online! :)



 

Let's fight it The Anna Way.....

The uprising .... is not sudden... The frustration was deep down in every citizen...It's only now, when Anna raised his voice and became a public figure, even we realise that it's the high time, we should let the volcano inside us erupt. Let our "chalta hai"  attitude take a backseat for sometime and support this man to bring about the change for us,for our nation and for the generations to come, so that we have an opprtunity to breath in a corrupt free nation....... so that we don't have to bribe some babu to get our marriage certificate done,so that we don't have to bribe hospital staff to get the birth certificate for our kids, so that nobody in the future dares to corrode our society with something as dirty as corruption......


Our cynicism is no longer going to help us. Anna is an exemplar of how, irrespective of having people 'like us' around him, has not lost hope and is keeping his spirits high.He is out there to make a difference. Even though we have lost our ability or rather motivation to change our lives, there is a man out there who is not ready to give up... who makes us realise by his every action that it's our right to fight against corruption.


We have different visions of  'our dream India'... The basic step towards it has already been taken.Let's support him by all our means... It might not be a win but at least it would show those corrupt people out there that we stand together with this man in his fight-or rather our fight!! Let's take a pledge to not pay bribe to start with, no matter what.... It might take our little extra time/money/effort but would definitely save our kids from paying hundred such bribes in times to come.

And as Larry Gelbart rightly says,

     " I think one of the byproducts of the communications explosion is a sort of 'corruption fatigue.' We've lost our ability to be shocked or enraged by the machinations of politicians. We've been battered with such frequency that we've become indifferent. We're punch drunk with scandal."


Let us not be indifferent any more and stand beside Anna and prove that when it comes to protecting India we are all together.It's high time- we can't be puppets at the hands of these wicked politicians who rule us and make fool of us. The Indianism seen on a World cup finale or  India-Pak match is required at this juncture.

Because, in the end...it's neither about Anna nor about Jan Lokpal Bill... it is about us and our nation....

Jai Hind!!!!!
 

Life and its rides......

The best thing about this life is -it continues to give you reasons to smile- at times on your wittiness and most of the times on your foolishness.... :)  sometimes for your audacity and other times for your impuissance. The poor we- don't even know when it takes us for a ride, makes us bang into strange situations and leaves us perplexed...... And indicates that the ride though started by it (life) has to be terminated by you. So here you are-cribbing,totally muffled and trying to figure out the purpose of this topsy-turvy ride. The journey of exploring the purpose is tedious.... and that's where all our patience,strength,intelligence,experience come into picture.....

Everything that I write has a context, hopefully the next post will mention about the experiences of this new ride that life is taking me on...... :)

By then.... enjoy the rides and keep smiling..... :)

-Richa

To my friend.....

The journey here is long..... every leap that we take involves fear,happiness and sorrow,success and failure,.... Everything leaves its mark.... extensive happiness or the extensive sorrow... You meet some on the way and you lose some- this is how the journey of life is....

Here this one goes to my best buddy ...who no longer is talking to me! I just wanted to tell him that I miss his company and his idiotic talks.Everyday I have the regret of loosing my chuddy buddy  for some stupid reasons which are not at all worth breaking the 18 years of friendship. I don't call him but I miss our stupid talks, the roadside omlette eating sessions , the bike rides, the songs, the long phone calls, the laughter sessions, the leg-pulling ! Every time I have a good news, I miss sharing with him.The non-stop bak-bak, the unnecessary lecture, the brainless fights I don't have them anymore... :(

I just want to tell him that whatever happens happens for the good and what I did wasn't intentional... It was just meant to be that way and it is good for both of us.No matter how hard we try, at times connecting the dots doesn't work and that is what happened in our case.... May be looking backwards 10 years from now we realize that my decision was right (or wrong we never know) .

But for now , I just don't want to let you go for some dumb reasons which aren't worth it. You have been a sweetheart and I want you to stay that way.I know I can't even imagine what you would have gone through in the last month and a half but I am sorry for whatever happened. I always feel relationships are meant to make you comfortable.You should keep a relation to a limit where it gives you the comfort zone... And I feel I can be at my best with you as a friend...... Let's not force something on us which we find difficult to handle.

It's your birthday coming and I have always been the first one to wish you on the special day:)
Wishing for you all the happiness of the world and hoping that you achieve everything in life.

I hope that you get out of the state soon and start talking to me.... Give up the anger ladke and get back to the irritating chap again ..... You know right, we have always been there for each other in highs and lows...  There are very few people in your life who matter to you and who define your existence in this world.... You are one of them and will always be...


Happy Birthday....  Hope you have a good one.....

The D!scovey wiThiN....

The white idol laden with garlands grinning at me, His gaze following, everywhere, I turn in that foyer.The idol seems to mock at me and say, "This constant thinking and confusion is utter waste,girl... I already have plans for you and they aren't going to change no matter how much pressure you take... I will sit here,smile and watch you perplexed,loosing patience,growing wild and crying your heart out.... just wishing that you calm down soon because things will happen as and when planned..." I know the secret behind that smile  but still the whirlpool of thoughts can't be controlled... This is where the difference comes between Him and me! 


I sit and enjoy the silence, watching people pray before the smiling deity and figuring out the conversations happening between the two... Are they equally confused,have they come here to fight with the deity for something that has gone wrong with them or plead for something or just drop by to say 'hi' like me ..... don't know that's difficult to figure out...


I close my eyes just to avoid the distraction from people watching, which I love to do.Suddenly a voice echoes chanting something. I think of opening my eyes and looking at the person but then gradually I get engrossed in the melody of her voice and the eyes only open after she has finished... I look at her, thanking her within for the few minutes of silence she brought within me....


I come out again, in the world of blaring horns..In the hustle and bustle of life- the getting up early which we just don't like, the job which sucks,the coming late fully frustrated, attending calls half-heartedly and sleeping with the sick feeling of going back to work again the next day, we might as well forget to breath had it not been an automatic process :).... Constantly fighting  the devil inside for which no bournvita or horlicks will help, is an added work. Our run for money to help us live life makes us forget to enjoy life... we no longer are the same.The inner silence of being and awareness takes a back seat.


The silence that I gathered today from that half an hour visit to this temple was rejuvenating.The whirlpools will keep coming, the perplexed sessions will continue, screwing up will no doubt never stop.... but these small little things of you, discovering yourselves are boosters in your life.... and,yes, I end it with the chants which helped me... 


Om sai raam....
shri sai raam....
jai jai sai raam....
satguru sai raam.....




P.S. The white deity with the smiling face, I still wonder what your plans are for me and when are you going to disclose your clandestine intelligence operations .....

The death of Osama Bin Laden

Bangggg.... n I am finally here.... An auspicious day to start blogging--my first blog on the demise of Osama n here is a lil tribute to all his achievements and a standing ovation to this dauntless 'man of honor'  ;) ..The man behind 9/11, the leader of Al-qaeda finally rests in peace... A time for celebration all through and a big cheer for US which has again shown that it is not going to compromise when it comes to the safety and a terror free environment for its people.. I am happy that India was never responsible for trailing  such a job.Else we would have gone through a series of trials and appeals and rejections for decades , spending millions on victims safety.The mastermind behind the foolproof plan,Obama, finally nails Osama and thus, once again proving to the world that no matter what, America has and will always be  ready to demolish anything/anyone that threatens it in anyway.


Came across a statement in one of the sites saying  "Indian scholars disapprove Osama's sea burial"... huhhh..... enough guys! You people seem better at nothing.There is lot better to be done than just giving statements... You would have had the right to comment and crib if it was India behind Osama's  execution .How does it matter if his body would have been cremated or entombed... The ultimate thing important was his life, which was a threat to all and America took it.. .It's much better for such idiots to keep their mouth shut and atleast give Obama credit for his unparalleled leadership and perfect strategies!


For Osama, his life comes to an end but what about the hundreds of Osamas that he has already produced in his lifetime.They, though completely shaken and grief stricken by their masters death, will not settle down or give up here itself.They will emerge soon - their venomous actions ready to divide the world and spread hatred ! We need an Obama for every nation who doesn't believe in 'capture' but in slaughter of any being who is a threat to the their nation, their religion, their people and their peace......


I might sound Americanish , going gaga about Obama, but this is truly a victory of the world as a whole and a moment of happiness bestowed on us by America....