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Bullet points

  • Smart Cards keep finding a smart way of proving me dumb :|. This is the (almost) third time I (could) have lost my card.
  • Looking forward to one week @Ma’s place (funny?weird?sad? how I call it Ma’s place after just one year of marriage)
  • Finally got a chance to show Dad my latest toy (Kindle, of course). He loves reading and has hoarded a ton of books (which is a huge headache for mom), but is quite against technology. I am hoping he likes Kindle, so I can gift him one :D.
  • Found an awesome resource of ebooks in epub format yesterday. Kindle is now loaded with ~ 450 books. Sooper excited πŸ˜€
  • P on official trip for almost a week (4 whole days :() long trip. I hate his office 😐
  • The weighing machine is back into picture, and after the loads of chocolates we have eaten over the last week, we desperately need to heed its advice and start morning walks again.

Thats all for now. My new year is off on a good start, how about you guys?

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First off, I am really sorry that I went off the blog just like that. I got bitten by a really severe bug of blogger’s block and needed some time to recover. So I disappeared for a while. And now I am back refreshed, and hopefully free of the damn bug.

To my super sweet blog friends, who wrote comments, emails and FB messages, thank you so much! It means a lot to me that you guys missed me.

And now back to today’s post. December is my favourite month of the year and this December is turning out to be the best month ever. So many things happening – the anniversary (we went to Goa, more on that in a bit), my birthday, discovering Photoshop (downloaded it just yesterday) and last but definitely not the least – getting the Kindle!!!

The anniversary was on the 13th, and to celebrate we were at Goa this week. We thought why ruin the mood, by going to office mid-week after an awesome vacation, so we took Thursday and Friday off too. So here I am fiddling with Photoshop, the Kindle and enjoying my looooonngg weekend. I had really expected that Kindle would most likely trump everything else, but it turns out that Photoshop won this round. I spent nearly 5 hours on it yesterday, learning and finishing the trip photos. I have to say Photoshop is way better than Gimp, its only drawback being that it is a pretty expensive software. I’ll add a few trip photos here, just to show off a bit (isn’t that one of the purposes for having a blog πŸ˜› )

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Anyhow, so this is about all I have for the coming back post. Hopefully, I shall really be back in the full flow soon.

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Ali majhya ghari hi Diwali *

There is certain comfort in tradition. For me it is making karanji’s with Mom for Diwali. And that has been when I’ve been doing over the weekend at Ahmedabad.

Of course that is not the real story, you should know better by now :P. I have been sleeping, eating, fiddling with the camera – and repeat, for the last three days. To make up just a teeny tiny bit, for the impossible amount of eating, we have been taking walks in the colony. Walks that included sighting peacocks, chasing squirrels and trying to get them pose while eating chana (* them eating chana, not me jfyi I had much fancier stuff πŸ˜› :P) holding hands, discussions on random stuff, and even more talking. I cherish these walks, which are just impossible in the city where I live.

Other times when I was awake and not eating (very rare, but there were times :P) P & I fought for and took turns to read – Surely You’re Joking, Mr. Feynman! The book is a very light read, the narration seems a bit hurried, but it is served as a very good timepass for the vacation that we had. Thank you Mr. Feynman, I think I just might have burst from the sides – given the amount of food I could have eaten, had I not been distracted by the book πŸ˜‰

Sadly, all good things have to come to an end! I hate leaving heaven and coming back to office :(. But, that is just about bearable, because office is only for two more days, and then I’ll be off again πŸ˜€ πŸ˜€

This being my first Diwali, there is a lot of enthusiasm, and cheer all around. Its rubbed off on me and I (very unlike me), have found a sudden interest in –

  1. dressing up (even to the extent of wearing a saree, which will be after a very long time)
  2. hunting for those long forgotten pieces jewellery, bought at the wedding,
  3. colouring my hair (for the first time ever)
  4. trying a teeny bit of make up (?)
  5. lighting a couple of ful-jhari’s and anars
  6. decorating the place with pretty diyas

I’m all set for the festivities, are you?

PS: I’ll be back with pictures from my trip, till then be good ;).Β  Wish you all a very Happy and joyous Diwali. Have a loads of fun folks!

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* The title is from an old Marathi song, dunno why it popped into my head when I was scratching my head for a title.

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Story of my life

Pre marriage:-

Pal Pal pal pal har pal har pal kaise katega pal har pal ……

Me (picking up the phone, what you thought I was singing ? :P) : Hey baby
P: Hey, how are you?
Me: Good good.. I was missing you.
A bored colleague who had to listen to this conversation 10,000 times a day – Fir se? Abhi to baat ki thi
P: I missed you too, sweet-heart
Me: There are so many jealous people around me, sigh. You are so romantic! I am so lucky,
P: No dear, I am lucky!

and so on.. I am sure you do not want to read any more of these sickeningly sweet nothings πŸ˜›

And now:-

This is how our chat (yeah, yeah why spend on the wife) summary looks like ..

Me: hey dude
(5 mins later) Me: you there?
(20 mins) Me again: Guess you must be busy, was just wondering if you had lunch. How is your day going btw?

30 mins later he finally notices my messages
P: Sorry, a little busy right now, will ttyl

Edited to add: My shameless ploy for attention worked, he called me thrice today πŸ˜› πŸ˜›

p.s. The description above does not hint about the real reasons for his behaviour, since the author felt that informing the readers about the fact that he was, totally lukkha during pre-marriage days (because he had submitted resignation/ had no projects assigned) and that now when he has just joined the new firm, has truckloads of work and meetings (basically is actually, really busy) will make you sympathize towards him and steal the fun out of the post πŸ˜›

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Rebound

She found him when she was recovering from a bad breakup. Her ex had been a jerk, and had dumped her the moment she talked about commitment . She’d taken it very badly, and all her friends were very worried for her. But, she just couldn’t get to open up and talk to anyone, that is, except him.

She did not even realise how and when he had carved a place for himself in her heart. Slowly and gradually, she started healing, in his presence. His words comforted her. And, it was just good to be around him. Things were just settling down, when her parents started pestering her for marriage.

“Let us decide for you this time. You don’t want to repeat the same mistake again”

“But ma, I need some more time. I am just getting over him.. What is the rush”

“I am not going to have this discussion over and over again. We have to think about your younger sister too. If your marriage is delayed, how will we find a good groom for her. Don’t be so selfish. I’m not going to force anything, but just tell me, if you have found someone or should we start looking for a groom ourselves”

“Can you give me until tomorrow atleast?”

“Ok, tomorrow morning it is.”
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She was nervous. She was not sure how he felt about her, or whether he even felt that way about her. In fact, now she was convinced he just thought them to be best friends. He had never taken her to meet his family, never even mentioned marriage, or dropped any hints about it. When they went out, it was exactly how she would go out with a friend.. no romantic indications, nothing. Was he her rebound? She wondered.

Both of them were quite different too. She was an extrovert, he was reserved. She loved talking, he was a man of few words. She loved eating out, he loved cooking. Was her interest in him just because he was different? She had heard that opposites attract, but would his different nature start bothering her over time? She was in a complete mess. On the one hand she felt all these things don’t matter, while on the other, her practical mind said, it is a decision that would affect her entire life, could she risk falling for the wrong person, once again?

“What will you have?”

She jerked back to reality, to the coffee-house where she had asked him to meet.

“Frappe, my usual” she said. Breaking up with him was going to be hard. But, she had lost confidence in herself, and her own judgment after the breakup. She had made up her mind and was going to let her parents choose a partner for her. After all, they had found each other through an arranged marriage.. and look how happy they were with each other.

“Hey, there is Dinesh, my close friend from college. Haven’t seen him in ages. I’ve gotta go over and say hi. Be back in a moment”

He had left his phone behind. She picked it up and saw it was blinking. There was a new message. Normally, she would’ve just handed over the phone to him, but today, she felt this urge, to sneak.

“All the best son” – Dad, was all the message said.

Now she was intrigued. He hadn’t mentioned about an exam or anything special, what did he needed wishes for. She scrolled down to his sent messages to find – “I’m gonna ask her today, pray for me”

That was all the confirmation she needed πŸ˜‰

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Joys of married life – II

  • Waking up in the middle of the night to give your wife a hot water bag, to ease her menstrual cramps
  • Being woken up in the mornings by a kiss, and getting those extra 2 minutes in bed with her, before having to rush for office.
  • Saving a bar of chocolate that you got from a colleague on his birthday, so that you can share it with him.
  • Taking a bus trip to meet her grandparents, even though you get road-sick quite often.
  • Having the most awesome conversations over random stuff, in the shady bus for a journey that takes more than 12 hours.
  • Getting completely drenched every weekend of the monsoon, because you don’t travel by anything else but the beloved bike, and at the same time,
  1. you can’t say no to the nagging wife who wants you to chauffeur her around for camera research
  2. wifey again, who wants to go out for lunch @ a Parsi place which you told her about, and are still kicking yourself for πŸ˜›
  3. its criminal to stay at home for the entire weekend, even though it is pouring cats and dogs outside.
  • Coordinating office times, so that the long, painful walk to the station gets much more bearable.
  • Watching a ridiculous series titled – “Gossip Girls”, because she insists, even though you are pretty sure, she doesn’t know half of whats going on in it.
  • Having to proof-read each of her posts, including this one, since her Highness – is incapable of doing so herself πŸ˜›
  • I’ll leave you with a comic he fwded to me a couple of days back.

silence is gold

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Budday Boy!

Dearest P,

Here is wishing you a very very happy birthday!

Dude, you are and will always be the best thing that happened to me, ever. Your caring sweet gestures will always remind me of that fact. Like yesterday, when I wanted to surprise you with the cake to be cut at 12, and you could see the sleep and tiredness in my eyes.. You made me switch off the alarm that was supposed to go off at 12, and cut the cake earlier and made me sleep on time. Or like the innumerable instances when we were seeing each other and you would always come to pick me up at the station, since I would crib about the fact that I do not know the way to your house (despite having gone there like 100 times.. and the fact that I would come quite early in the morning, and you would get up for me, even though you really loved sleeping in late). And when you would wake up at 5:30 am in the morning during engineering times to study for your entrance tests and interviews so that we could chat for a couple of hours in the evening and you would not miss your study time..Β  The list is endless..I had no idea it would feel like this.. the way I feel about you..I can never forget the (almost) filmy scene when we had come to see you off at your B school. While leaving your institute.. you could see the tears in my eyes.. and ran after our car, so that we could see each other’s faces one more time!

I wonder what I would do if you had not been in my life! I cannot even begin to imagine that scenario.. in fact.. I hardly remember life before you were such an important part of it. My life revolves around you is you.

My only wish right now is that you would be in a little better health than you are right now, so that we could celebrate it better. Hopefully weekend celebrations should take care of that bit.

The only thing I do not like about you – is the fact you won’t let meΒ  give you a gift! Uff!

But anyway, its your happy budday :), so I will not be bugging you about the gift anymore. Just like you asked :D..

Once again, have a bherry bherry happy budday dear!

Love,

Piyu.

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