Love Connection

Today Poppsy called up from the hospital after his check-up to tell us that all his tests are done and are ok, his ECG is good, sugar level is within limits etc. Post the conversation I see Amma smiling and she say’s “ You just wait and watch, he’s going to come from office and head straight for a drink”. As usual being Daddy's girl I disagree saying “ no no, he has been a good boy for almost 2 months, he won’t do that. He knows what good for him”. But guess what (!) Amma was right !!! He comes back home, shows us the med report ( like he was showing his report card-cute) and heads straight for his Jim Beam  !!!

How ..HOW do they both manage to have such great connection after 33yrs ?? How does Amma know what Poppsy is going to do ? And how does Appa manage to figure out her moods and feelings even without her saying so ?? Are they having some kind of special conversation when I am not around ( which in the last 3 months could not have been possible since I am “there” ALL THE TIME). I still sometimes am baffled at how even after being with each other for sooo long, they have soooo much to talk to each other all the time. I feel the pinch thou on all our car drives cause they have SOO much to talk to each other that I just sit in the back seat getting totally ignored ( something which I DO NOT like..hmpf). Is there something that their generation “gets” about love and companionship that we the GenX just don’t ? We tend to run out of conversations after a while or just stop sharing like the other person was the enemy. However they seem to love,tend, partner around their lives so well.

Guess I’ll never know the secret they share for having this kind of a connection, however I pray each day for them to keep sharing the beautiful relationship they have. It sure gives me hope.

Let me Dance..

Oh (!) let me dance, let me dance to the music of life,

Let me dance, let me dance where the Ocean touches my feet and the Mountains sway in the joy of being,

Let me dance, let me dance under the Moon where he smiles his sweetest and brightest smile,

Let me dance, let me dance immersed in the fragrance of the Night Flower,

Oh (!) Let me dance let me dance tra le braccia del mio amore, wrapped in his warmth to feel the joy of the universe,

Oh (!) Fammi ballare fammi ballare...Let me dance Let me dance

Travel bugs Wish list…

“Not all those who wander are lost”- J.R.R Tolkien

Form childhood, the wonder lust has always been there thanks to dad’s job however life somehow got soo busy that even to travel on the weekends seemed too much of strain. The longing still remains, to see the hills, beaches, the deserts and everything else in between.Want to see & experience sooo many places, the people & their culture. This list is not the end but the start to my journey to quench my thirst for seeing all that god has created. Here’s my wish list, fingers crossed I should be able to travel all these places and also keep adding on the list-

• Landour
• Munnar
• Goa ( actually this is recurring wish)
• Gokarna ( and so is this)
• Waynad
• Murudeshwar
• Lepakshi
• Calicut/ Kozikhod (Kerla in general actually, want to feel and not just see , God’s on country with my own eye’s)
• Coorg
• Diu
• Kodai
• Masanagudi
• Leh
• Sri Lanka
• Timbuktu
• Kalimpong/ Sikkim ( been there before when I was younger however would like to experience this place again as an adult)
• Mongolia
• Hampi
• Rajasthan
• Bali ( this would be a childhood dream come true)
• Bhutan
• Nepal
• Cambodia
• Vietnam-Hanoi
• Malaysia
• Puducherry
• Jim Corbett National Park
• Turkey
• Dubai
• ………. ( & this will continue !)

And oh yes, the more the merrier on this journey, so if you want to join me let me know, we shall do the walk-about together.

Excuses...

Was just browsing yahoo answers for some info on NLP and came across this discussion where someone had asked " When do guys usually come up with lame excuses to break up wid you"..Ans here's what the Best answer was choosen by most voters It's because whatever the truth is, they don't think you can handle it. Honestly, if someone broke up with you because they found someone better or just weren't terribly interested in you at all, you probably would be happier not hearing it. The excuses can be lame, but they're to spare your feelings"...


Is that the best answer to the question? I think it is silly for people to think that in todays world to take the individual infront of them to be unintelligent to not see through the excuse. Why hide behind an excuse and not be honest? Why do people have to be so spineless  to hide behind " I need spcae to sort my life" or " its not u , its me".

Restaurant Review- Haali Maane

 

Never done this before but I just HAD to give my feedback on this one. I rarely dislike any place which offers food but this experience was just plain unbearable.

This happened a couple of weeks before when Granny fell sick and was hospitalized for a couple of days. After listening to her fussing, fretting and cribbing about what happened to her at the hospital and how ruthless they were with an old lady in pain ( I sympathize with the hospital staff though, who had to deal with ‘this’ old lady in pain, granny sure is a handful), uncle graciously announced that he and wifey had successfully tolerated each for 16yrs and wanted to treat us before they commence their 17th year. Everyone dressed and out in half hour we headed towards Haali Maane in Malleswaram. Couple of years back I had read about this restaurant in the newspaper wherein it was given 8 out of 10 and my taste buds got all excited with the thought of yummy south Indian food – the spicy besebelle baath, yummy raagi balls with drumstick sambhar …yum yum yummm. Once we reached the place though I was pretty disappointed. Firstly it looked like a regular darshini, secondly we had to wait SOO long outside and finally when I thought we were lucky enough to get a place to sit , they made us wait in like a 2 feet by 2 feet area which happened to face the tables. It looked like I was waiting a table rather than waiting for a table ! Then came another disappointment, they did not serve all the above mentioned stuff, just plain old thali. By now I was loosing my patience- they made us wait , then made us stand right in the middle of the dinner area and then there is no proper food ! Neways anticipating that the thali will taste great we finally started eating. The service was bad, the waiter just threw the food on our plates, all the gravies and dals tasted the same- I could taste only cinnamon, pepper, methi powder- , the only good thing that came was the curd rice which by the way is great for people with no teeth (!) as it was watery & pasty with a few pomegranate seeds added to make the dish look bearable. The worst was we had another set of people waiting to get a table who just stood on our heads to get us to vacate the table. I couldn't move my hand without touching them. Absolutely ill-mannered bunch (!) who kept glaring at us making it clear that “ Eat fast, we need to sit”. I don’t know about the others but I just couldn't take it anymore and got up to clean my hands & move out. ( Which the family standing right under our nose was pretty glad about). My taste buds had a stroke that day and had to be treated the whole of next week to good food and my poor tummy suffered for the next two days thanks to the common masalas.

In all, not at all a grate place to go if you looking for good South Indian food. I would give it a 2 out of 10 for taste. Value for money – 3/10 ( since the thali’s were pretty cheap), Ambiance- 3/10. If any goes there next time and has a better experience please do let me know.

Free Falling

Been out of action for quite some time, wanting to write but never actually being able to find the time or just the mood to pen down the slivers of thoughts for there were way too many of them.

The year ended and also started on a positive note..December went by pretty fast with most of it being spent with family and functions. It was also a very confusing time for me cause my heart had finally had enough of my mind and was yearning to beat again… Guess it was a calling which I didn't understand first or simply put didn't want to ( had seen enough of both sides of the coin and didn't really want to land a bad penny). However as the new year dawned the yearning became even more stronger and the conversations didn't confuse or scare me anymore.I was ready to take a chance, ready to jump of the cliff and hopefully fly ( even though my wings were broken and I had not flown in a very very long time). Only time will tell if I will soar gracefully or fall flat on my tushy but I am glad that I took the risk cause the feeling is great even though the mind frequently hijacks those feeling and tries to rationalize and paint them back into black n white

‘ Chained by their attitudes they are slaves, they have fortified their freedom..but risk must be taken , a leap into the unknown... to hope, to trust, to take a chance..to take to the floor and start the dance of life ‘

Mukamaal Jahan ( complete world)

05:15pm- Coming back from work .. was so tired that could barely open my eyes..and as usual work was still on my mind.The cab had stopped at one of the traffic signal near office and here I saw something dat is still on my mind ( n hence me jotting it down..hopefully will take off the visual) ...It was a boy ( about 12-13 yrs) who was standing in front of a drink joint and crying..all alone... Guess must have been one of the workers employed by the bar guy. I've seen a lot of people crying but there was something so painful on his face that made my heart wrench. I sooo wanted to get down and give him a big hug and tell him its going to be alright.. Its his age to go to school and enjoy his childhood instead here he was working to clean up after drunkards and probably a fat & ugly owner..was he beaten up by the owner ?? or some drunkard ?? or did he have enough of the filth around him and all he could do was cry cause he could change his situation ??

Reminds me of Galibs sher "Kabhi kisi ko mukammal jahaan nahin miltaa, Kahin zameen to kahin aasmaan nahin miltaa" ...

Kyun zindagi itne majboor ho jate hai ki hum apne kismat ko badal nahi saktey ? hhhmmm... leave you with that thought for now.