We WON !!!!!!

YAY !!!!! we won...

I simply cannot get over it... have been saying this over and over and over.

All of us Indians in office were seen searching for Pakistani colleagues... hey just to make sure they are not too depressed...For some unknown reason, the vision of few grinning like idiots Indian din seem to help them at all...

Everyone in office knows we won... (Even people who wanted to know how many rounds of bowling you do to win... yes I was asked this)

Amazing match.... Loved every moment...

It had everything you look for in an India-Pak cricket match: the tension, the wickets, gut wrenching moments, praying moments and of course THE WIN.

I don’t think any team has given Sachin so many lives and I would like to thank them.

Saw a comment online that said “One more drop and Sachin should 'walk”.

Me and BH did a very long victory dance ( read chapri/ tapori dance) after which BH said :

- Sorry Afridi, you will have to wait another 4 years to try defeating us in WC.

- Man of the Match should be awarded to Pak fielders

- Manmohan Singh must be thinking " Gilani ko yahan bulake c** banaya... bada maza aaya..."

India can win the finals, but for most of us our final is over and done with. Somehow the disappointment will be much less if India were to lose the finals than the one we would have if we had lost to Pak.

Weird game cricket... makes me weirder.

YYYIIIIIIPPPPPIIIIIEEEEEEE WE WON !!!!!!!!!

P.S: I dont wanna even reread what I have written. Its direct DIL SE with the typos bec of the excitement.

Attitude

I was listening to radio after long and heard the song "mere khayalon ki mallika" from Josh. Abhijeet's voice sounded so beautiful. He has an amazing voice and it feels as if he puts his heart in every song. Seriously Dil se gaata hai banda :)

And I miss him now, I want him to lend his voice to more songs and create more amazing melodies. I wanted to listen to songs from Yes Boss, Badshaah, Josh and even DDLJ (well.. i am not a big fan of the movie).

Then I remembered his attitude problems in the Indian Idol and of course his PJs.. He has absolutely no idea when to shut his big mouth. His attitude must have been a main reason that he is amongst lost talents and hardly has any projects. When you are blessed with such talent, but have a completely messed up attitude, you don’t go anywhere for long.

As quoted by Winston Churchill - "Attitude is a little thing that makes a big difference."

Some of my favourite quotes (read all of them somewhere at different times but have stuck in my mind) that keep me going : 

•  Our attitude toward life determines life's attitude towards us.
•  Your aspirations are your possibilities.
•  A wise girl knows her limits, but a GREAT girl knows SHE HAS NONE. ( not related but I still luv it and had to mention )

People !!!... SMILE.. its costs nothing.

Spread the cheer :)

Sachin ka number kab aayega ???

With so much happening in World Cup Cricket it was unavoidable to blog about it anymore.

To start with....I LUUUUUUUUV Sachin...

He is THE Man in cricket.

To do what he did in the Chennai stadium... maaaaannn.

Probably he answers only to his conscience and cricket. That can be the only reason he walked away. No wonder he is one of the very rare GENTLEMEN in cricket. This is the 6th time Sachin is playing for the Indian team in the World Cup, not once has he complained, not once has he wavered from loyalty for the game, not once has he been in any controversy and that man does not play for his personal gain.....

Can you imagine his feeling...anyone else in his place would have felt let down by the team and would have been crying out loud but this guy is humility personified.

People like Ponting, Sreeshant, Bhajji should take humility lessons from him, well they need to....desperately...That guy has been playing for the team consistently for as long as I remember.

India as a team has not being doing as expected in the field. It has become difficult for the team to even survive the 50 over match in the field and this is not once or twice. I mean C’mon… that’s not acceptable. After the match with England, a friend of mine had a FB status that said something like this "By the time Sachin got out and was changing from his sweats, the rest of the team had also reached the changing room” which is funny because it was NOT an exaggeration. I don’t think India deserves to win the World Cup, before you hit that little cross to exit from the page... i mean I really really really want India to win obviously but I expect them to win in a way that will make us proud and not say " India won because the other team did not play well". I want India to win because India SHOULD have won and because India played awesomely well.

Considering Sachin’s tenure, he will obviously be creating new milestones with every match he plays now. And God only knows how many ages, decades or even more it will take for someone else to even match up to his milestones. Crossing his milestones is a really really really really ( enough reallys ??) long shot. I say this because that combination of dedication, loyalty and passion is rare, very rare.

He is indeed the GOD of cricket and I wish him all the LUCK.

I am praying India wins the Cup not because they deserve to but because they really owe it to Sachin.

Holding Hands Controversy

The other day me, my TP (travel partner and Colleague) and another colleague who happens to be a Lebanon (let’s call him LG: Lebanon Guy) were talking.

LG: Are most Indian men gay?

TP and me: What ????

LG: I have seen a lot of Indian men holding hands and walking. I mean it is weird right.

Then something me and BH had spoken about on our way back from Supermarket occurred to me. It had gone like this :

Me: Hey look, 2 men are holding hands and crossing the road. They look like Mallus.

BH: hmmmmmm

Me: Look there, 2 more Mallu guys holding hands and walking.

BH: so???

Me: Now I am thinking... Most mallu guys hold hands with each other. Ever noticed???

BH: No, Got better things to do than that....

Me (Sticking her tongue out.. ya I still do that): Yeah right....  It’s just a little funny, nothing else. 

Coming back to the actual conversation...

TP: Still astounded and not understanding what LG means to say...

Me (Sheepishly smiling and saying): Yes LG, I know what you mean... think you are referring to Mallu guys.

TP (Looking at me shocked): what?????

Me: Yes... Some Mallu guys have this habit of holding hands.

Ohh c'mon... When you see two girls holding hands you don’t judge them, why can't men hold hands just because they want to and not be called gay… Let them be.

LG: So you wouldn’t mind if BH holds hand with other guys ?

(Stuffing hands in pockets) I will say my Hi with hands in my pocket like this hahahaha

Me(saying in my head.. yeah that wouldn’t mean perv lols): Of course BH doesn't hold hands and when he is walking with guys. He has his hands around their shoulder but that seems to be OK with you. You are acting weird now hahahahaha….

TP (still speechless): How come I never noticed ??

LG: Hmmmm true...coming back to my question are those guys straight or do I need to be careful ?

Me: They might be straight or they could be gay. But holding hands absolutely does not mean they ARE gay. And c’mon it’s not as if they will pounce on you if they are gay so stop acting weird.

LG walks away still confused, TP is making up her mind on keeping her eyes open and well me....

I am thinking why are educated people (I have this thing that at least educated people are supposed to have some common sense) still hung up about homosexuals. Of course people like LG are entitled to have their own opinion but so are gays. Who sets the behavioral rules for people? I mean when will people grow out of that stoooooopid mindset and accept and like them for what they are, how they are.

 I am all for choosing your partner whom you will be happy with and not bother about their gender, coz in the end it’s your happiness that matter... that’s all that matters, that’s all that should matter.

Men in my life !!!!!!

Men I care about are celebrating their birthdays this month. I have decided to dedicate a post to them :

BH (Better Half)

He spoils me rotten and has bought me innumerable gifts. He is my more personal version of Dad (dream come true for every girl).
We only fight over silly things, for us serious things are to be sorted seriously and without arguments. He is a homely, reserved, nice and a seedha person.
I drive him crazy most days and he still loves me and this fact does not stop surprising me every single time.
He is a total opposite of me but a perfect half for me. I could not have found a better man myself. Thank you Mom, Dad and Mausa. :)

DAD

The relation I share with my dad is of a friend or an elder bro more than a parent. Every day, the moment he stepped into the house from office I would start bombing him with the happenings of my day. Most times he would simply nod his head, sometimes offer advice... and then there were times when there would be no reaction from him and I used to end up quizzing him about what I narrated to ensure he did actually listen to me blabbing.

He would know with one look at me when I am not myself and would come sit beside me, put his hand around my shoulder and say.." Start, bol de.. kya hua??? "
He teased me about all the new words/ phrases that I used repeatedly like ..." Obviously", " Kuch Bhi", " Pakau", Dimaag ka dahi karna", "Kya shot de rahe ho" everything and got me soooo worked up that I stopped using all of these.

Following are my best moments with him:

Incident 1

New to Mumbai, I hated the crowd and did not know that men lech and would come and brush against you purposefully.
Me and Dad out shopping.
Some guy comes straight with the intention of banging into me, I stop abruptly and he moves away only because I stood still.
Conversation between me and Dad the next moment on the road itself...
Dad: What was that ???
Me:  I dunno, I stopped, he almost banged into me.
Dad: I din hear you say anything..
Me: Dad, I din say anything.
Dad: Why?
Me: ????
Dad: I am sure this will happen again, this is Mumbai.. you gotta take care of yourself.. Next time I see you standing mum, you are gonna get it from me. I had noticed that guy, I felt he would bang into u and I wanted to see how you react. Never ever stand still.. these guys are cowards, just say kya hua and they will retreat.. there is nothing to be scared of such rascals.

I had never seen him so angry before.
Since then, I have never kept mum on such occasions.

Incident 2

In my Junior College, I had a Professor who bugged me like crazy. He would pass a comment at/ on me EVERYDAY. He used to grant me full marks even if I got my answers wrong and trust me it did not feel nice at all. Total chipku and for no fault of mine.

Conversation on this with parents :

Me: Mom, Dad..main abhi hi bata rahi hun, kal ko princi ka call aaye to mat kehna bataya nahi.. I am gonna murder that idiot prof.....useless, shameless guy !!!!
Mom: He is ur prof beta.. mind your language..
Me: grrrrr he does not deserve to be respected..shaadi shuda hai fir bhi...i am gonna give him hell.. trust me..Chipku kahin ka ewwwwww
Dad: You want us to talk to principal about it ?
Me: No ways Dad…He does not deserve so much attention. I wanna take care of it myself… just wanted to inform you..
Dad: Say whatever you think is right, I will support you… dont worry...
Mom: Hey bhagwaan, kya aap bhi, beti ko samjhao na…
Dad: Beti ne galat nahi kiya... kyun samjhaun... go say whatever it takes to get him to stop irritating you and if you think its going overboard let me know.

Mom: Rolling eyes and murmuring… Daughter and Father... huh!!

Me: Grinning and listing the retorts/ remarks to be made in the class next day.

Trust me, I never missed a chance to answer back and was outright rude. Few days later, he stopped, got another ‘bakra’ and I was happier though my Math score lowered. My classmates missed the fun (me fighting with prof was fun for them because it meant half of the class time wasted).

Incident 3

Sometime after I had turned 18 :

Dad: I can see your friends have taken up smoking.
Me: Ya Dad they now stink literally, I hate the smell and smoke.
Dad: Hmmmm did u try ???
Me: What???? I think I just said I hate the smell and smoke.
Dad: I trust you. I wanted to tell you that you can drink, smoke, or try drugs or do anything you want to. When in college you have this curiosity to try everything just to know how and what the halla is about. Even I have done it all in my college days. So be frank and don’t hide it from us.
I don’t mind you smoking right in front of me but I would really feel bad if you lie about smoking and I found out the truth from someone else.
Me: Love you Dad.

Incident 4

The day before I moved to Dubai with my hubby.

Me: Dad I think I am freaking out a bit. You know I don’t have a job, new place, no friends...I don’t feel confident.
Dad: Are you kidding me?? You girls used to be out in Pune at 2 AM enjoying and had us all worried back home for 3 years, you have gone to London and been there for 6 months and had a blast.. and now u r worried to go to Dubai with your husband...
Me: This is different Dad...
Dad: Why do u worry??? He is a nice guy and will take good care of you.

Me: I know. He is a nice guy who has taken over the trend of spoiling me from you but still… it feels different you know.

Dad: Hahahaha…We will always have a room for you... and as long as I am alive I WILL keep you happy... you will always be MY little girl "
That made me very very senti. I always took these for granted but when he said it out aloud made my day. And yes I cried.

Apart from the above two amazing men in my life I have to mention two of my buddies who have stood my me through ups and downs, accepted the flaws and craziness in me and still not complained once : Banda and Chummy....

Thanks you all for coming into my life and managing to hang on to it till date :)

(Dad, I know you din have a choice here heh !! But Thank you for bringing me up the way you have).

HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUYS !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Owwwww My head hurts !!!!!

I get these migraine attacks once every 2 months or so to remind me of the existence of something I otherwise take for granted: My HEAD...  Brains is totally a different matter. This will be discussed later.

But now my migraine has gone to a different level altogether.

Usual migraine issues I have constitutes of splitting headache, watering eyes, hyper sensitive eyes and ears, nausea, vomiting and Ohhh ya seeing blinding spots and lines.I din know that migraine attacks extends its area of attack and pain to hands. ohhh well it was not exactly pain but lack of it....

My left hand went numb and this feeling lasted more than 24 hours which made me see the doctor.

Doc said its Post Migraine Syndrome and amazing thing is he said this after spending the previous 5 min convincing me that I do not suffer from a typical case of migraine and I have  vascular headaches and to top it I am blessed with varieties of it went on to use terms like cluster headaches etc.

I love variety....Who doesn’t...but my love for variety limits to shoes, tops, skirts, shorts, accessories, scarves, hair colour, hair styles, friends and so on….The list could be endless...

But headaches..... HELL NO !!!!!

Well now my migraine (yes I have started developing feelings for it and have started calling it MINE ) has become a constant companion.

Probably after the months medicine (yes I have medicines for a month to get rid of this) I might actually miss the constant throbbing and heavy feeling in my head and most importantly the pain itself which surfaces once every few hours to last another few hours.

Doctor has me to avoid sweets and to completely stop having cocoa products which means I do not get to eat anything which is chocolaty.

I am ok with saying NO to chocolates but sweets !!!!!

 hhhaaawwww  Now that brought me close to tears as I am a sucker for cakes ( not the ones with icings) and muffins.

My priority now is to decrease my head weight hence with a heavy heart ( the heaviness shifting to my heart lol PJ I know I know..)I am planning to avoid anything sweet and hoping to get rid of the pain in the ....