And the seasons go on

Well my student days have come to an end but those college years have been a lifetime of fun,masti,emotions, stupidity, fooling around things and so on….m happy that there will be no more slogging with books and exams but there’s much more that I’ll be missing on…..
1. those so many failed attempts at proxy attendance.
2. that rushing from bus stop to college to save the attendance for the 8.30
lecture.
3. non stop dirty talk at the lawns.
4. woh canteen ki chai, samose aur idli sambar.
5. the trips…
6. 8 of us stuffed in 1 auto(resource crunch!!!)
7. copy pasting projects and assignments…
8. some projects seriously done in just 14hrs…or I night at the max…!!
9. those times when we were thrown out of class and we laughed our hearts off!!!
10. the big break ups n make ups…80% of conversations were circled around this…
11. the college fest….esp the euphoria nite….mmmmmm
12. the chit chats at the metro station…
13. the plays that we performed can’t be forgotten
14. the nights before exams….fadu nights!!
15. the so many front row movies that we enjoyed..:)))
16. summer vacations and how desperately we waited to sleep our assess off through the day.
17. the groups that we had…and the hiding notes and the cold wars.
18. I can’t forget the first time we tried marroing sutta!!!
19. chit passing during lectures and the fuss created when caught.
20. the fun with clothes, naughty t shirts with slogans, mast jholas and piercings!!!
21. going broke giving treats!!
22. internship sucked the blood out of us…but we all came back smiling!!!

Well these were the days which made us laugh will now give us wet eyes. And will laugh over those days that we spent crying and anxious over stupid problems!!!

Thats college I guess……

strings of my handbag

Isme kya bhar kar lati ho?
Is one question that I have been so frequently asked by men…I wonder why big bags trouble men so much?
I am a somebody who’s smitten by big bags…ever since my college dayz. In college there were chicks who used to come carrying those hankerchief size bags and a diary in hand and I used to wonder what do they come here for? I mean is their life so simple to come in that pencil box size bag???

Mine wasn’t!!! during college dayz I was obsessed with jholas so always on the hunt for the ethnic and colourful ones..and it was always full with so much in it….books, note pad,wallet,water bottle, scarf, pens, card pouch(id,library ticket, bus pass membership cards etc), other essential stuff…plus I have this habit of picking random stuff…be it nice big unusual leaves from the college garden, fruits shed from tress,nything unique lying about on the road and all of it went into my bag!!! Besides the last one, all this was essential stuff and I wonder how could girls manage without it????

For me the idea of a bag is to throw in all the stuff inside it and keep ur hands free. But I see people around who carry these mini size bags on their wrists and then keep their hands full and keep dropping things around!!

Why woman why can’t u carry a bigger bag?

N I just so hate these clutch bags doing the rounds these days. They are just so tiny and whats the use of carrying one when it can’t contain anything except ur mobile phone…u m sure u can carry that in ur hand…..ah someone shouted…glam quotient…..phew..keep that to u babes!!

So my journey of bags has been from back packs to interesting jholas to jute bags to rug and bamboo stick bags, cloth bags to now rexine bags…but all big size!!

The bag that m carrying these days is like a huge pouch with strings at the top to tie and lock it. And it looks quite smart….and my folks have nick named it as Aladdin ki potli!!! n m quite happy for the kind of space it provides me to pack in things and raise frivolous questions in the minds of men!!!

Well I just took this quiz What Does Your Handbag Say About You?
My results show:



You tend to be relaxed throughout the day. You are naturally at peace.

You are a high maintenance person. You feel lost outside of your normal environment.

You are a very creative person. Your life tends to be a whirlwind, but you always seem to pull it together.

You are practical and down to earth. You tend to be a rather reserved and quiet person.

You are a very unique and special person.
There's no one else who is anything like you

So very me….!!!

a name is a name is a name...

The Shakespearean thought for ‘what’s in a name’ goes for a toss here…

Well PS has been blessed with a baby boy…n she’s a happy mommy…
The task of naming the boy has been an experience..
PS has this liking for heavy duty names…names that lonnng,make an impact n sound dignified…for example: Rannvijay, Bhavyaman, Harshdeep, Himanshu,
PS has had this liking for ‘powerful’ names n surnames…since college days PS never liked her surname and she had this weird desire to get married to a guy with a heavy impact surname. Her preferences include Choudhary, Thakur, Malhotra, Khandelwal.
Well what I can figure out is that she has this liking for names that spell looonger and heavy on n,y,a and h….

N her hubby dearest has this liking for the 70’s names…Pankaj, Prakash, Mohan, Ajay, Suraj…n blah blah blah…n he was damn serious….he was concerned about the meaning of the name while wifey was hung up on how it sounds.


No offences to anyone but choosing a name is like choosing an identity for an individual…it’s the name the whole world would know him by..the first step to his identity…n m sure no parent would want to mess it up…..u don’t want the kid to come back 15 yrs down the line n feel absolutely pissed off with the name that he has been given…

I feel the name should be sound smart, carry a nice positive meaning and be a unique one….u don’t want to leave ur child with a name that every one else has.
And some say that the name has the most significant influence on a person's life and personality. Almost from the moment of birth, the first name vibration begins impacting perceptions, traits and talents. Well I doubt this coz at times I have seen personalities exactly opposite of their names….

I have had a gala time listening to their stories n versions and rolling with laughter. But at the same time I felt like kicking them hard for their choice of names…

After all the tuffs,tussles, nags and bangs, the kiddo has been finally christened as Vedant urf chikoo!!!

just ticklers....

got these in an e mail.....

tagged!!!

Shayari tagged me with this! ..i know its coming very late...but well....here it goes..

It's all about listing 25 random things about oneself. Well here I go about it.

1. I hate guests at home for it counts for a lot of formalities n those artificial smiles..

2. I just absolutely hate to cook!! n I secretly wish for a hubby who loves to cook n I’ll be more than happy to let that load go off my head.

3. I really really vouch for dowry free marriages....no no not even in the name of gifts…

4. I keep on teasing my mom for her superstitions but m growing up to be like her… ;)) I luuv her,adore herbut I dnt wanna be like her…

5. I just luv sitting under the stars, watching sunsets..…there’s nothing like it .

6. m 24 n still not very convinced about my professional choice…

7. m a big time sleepoholic…n I mean it!

8. I just so much luuuuv that spicy chilli sauce that u get with momos….i always make it a point to beg some extra sauce from the momo guy!! Its yummy…slurp!

9. I have this crazy thing in me….m a mango lover…I just gorge on mangoes during summers n then I crave for them in winters too!!..all the time….!

10. for some people m an introvert,khadus,arrogant person but with some I can just go on talking endlessly!

11. I talk to myself. I talk to myself n I talk to myself….n start thinking that I have conveyed it to the other person…but actually I don’t….n that’s how I mess it all up!!

12. I always end up falling weak in front of the wrong people ;(( I need lots of wisdom on judging people…

13. In my small heart in one small vein I have a desire to learn to play guitar but I can’t even get the sa re ga ma right on my vocals!! I did try learning it, my teacher got fed up n I left it in all embarrassment!!

14. I want to learn to ride a bike!

15. n n n I just need to visit leh…I think it’s the mostest beautifullest( is that a word?) place I have ever known hear of….

16. I just love to listen to all those songs played on radio all night loooooong

17. I just feeling like brutualy murdering when those stupid aunty n uncles try coaxing me into getting married with the famous one-liner
“har ladki ko ek din apne ghar jana hi hota hai…yeh ghar to paraya hai.”
Uff gimme a break….abhi meri umar hi kya hai….n phulez mind ur own life....not mine....

18. n m really proud to say that unlike others girls m the mechanic of my house…from
changing bulbs n tube lights, joining wires, fixing small stuff, dealing with plumbers,
mechanics..i can do it!!

19. I can just never keep my clothes in an order in my closet…every 15 days I religiously
take out all my clothes, fold them n neatly place them in hangers n bundles…but I cannot maintain it…I just ruffle up everything while taking out, picking.choosing what to wear
that after 15 days…its like open the closet n all stuff inside is falling on ur face!!n then
again the cycle repeats!!

20. I suck big time when it comes to managing relatives…

21. I go nuts when I go shopping….when ever I shop I just can’t buy anything…I have to
like it in the first instant look or m not buying it….n this way I end up searching every
damn shop in the whole market n end up home empty haded….and that’s why I usually
go shopping alone!!

22. I like to take the off beaten road…the road that is less traveled….be it profession,
clothes,hobbies,friends…whatever…I don’t like being counted in the heard…though I
don’t want to stand out as well….its like I like to be there n yet be
different….confusing…dnt worry…m a gemini!!

23. when I was a kid I used to luuv cycling…. n I was pretty apt at it….i used to ride very
fast n evry few days some aunty would come home complaining to my grand mom….ha
ha once I banged into a kabadi wala on a blind turn….n he was mad at me for all his stuff lay open on the road n I couldn’t stop laughing….n m thinking of it m giggling even
now!!
Ahh…its now I can connect why I luuv driving so much…n no wonder my dad is so
anxious when m out with his car!!lol….

24. I miss my grandpa…its been 7 yrs n I still think of him n remember those times when I
just loved squeezing into his lap n he used to keep patting on my head in silence…..n u
know he was suffering so much at that time…I actually prayed to God to take him away so that he doesn’t have to bear all that pain…..I miss u a lot daddy…nobody can share
that magic that we had…

25. okay…I think I got too emotional above….n since this is the last one…I shud end it on a happy note….hmmm..ok…..i hav this mad cousin …..whenever he needs to fart he positions his bum bang infront of the face of someone and just farts!! phooooooooooooooo!!
n I have learnt this from him;)))!!!! Try it guys its real fun!!!

please feel free to tag urself!!

the childhood fun

The other day in a school, I was just looking at the kids playing around and really really enjyn it….and I realized so much fun these childhood games were…that gangof ours and playing all sorts of games ranging from the good ol borin housie housie to kho kho to red letter and that evening wala galli ka cricket…:)…and then just vanishing up asap after hitting the ball onto someone’s window or when it landed up on the neighbours car….oh what fun it was!! Kya masti bhare din the woh……the cycling race….ah I was mad about it…..I used to cycle at such a speed. Once I even rammed into our colony ka kabadiwala!!!!ouch…! the teaming up in the badminton matches and then the fights too…

The summer holz – there was so much to do at that time except the homework.!! The early morning walks to JNU. Goofing up at some friends house or the other for the whole day, bringing the roof down and ruining the siesta for the rest of the members in the house!! And the walks in the dark streets of the colony and the most besuri antakshari songs we shouted at the top of our throats to add to the irritation and the restlessness of the people around when the electricity department played notorious… and then the lectures at home after all the mess had been done ;)))))

Oh how can I forget one tomfoolery we got into….we three friends used to read a lotta books and there was this bhaiya in our colony who used to issue comics and stuff during holidays. Looking at him we got this waggish idea of setting up our own library….we got hold of every damn book in our house…I mean trust me, we sneaked into every corner, every cupboard, every shelf and grabbed any book we could lay our hands on!!
We numbered the books which came up to around 200 and grandly named our library as the TAJ library using the initials of our names!!
We did actually sit down and made labels displaying the name of our library, pasted it on every book, made a record register , made posters , got them typed and pasted all over the colony…what freaks we were and I don’t know what made us do all of it. We took newspapers and an old bedsheet and laid down our library on the street. We used to operate in the morning and evening!!
Ha ha but lemme come to the most amusing part….in that whole one month, only 5 books were issued!! We tried our level best to bring in people and coax them to issue books but in vain…J…it was fun. I don’t remember if any of us were disappointed by the no one coming to our library issue….we just enjoyed the whole experience. Even today when I open my collection of books and have some of those books with the label TAJ library on it, nothing can stop a big smile on my face…..today after so many years, though the other two co-owners of the library are miles away and its been ages the three of us have even spoken to each other, I am sure the experience would make them think of us as a gang and feel elated….

Ah I just realized I got too deep into describing that activity….i guess memories are like that, you just can’t hold them back…..now I think its time to conclude this.Hey a must mention here has to be the durga puja time, the diwali melas in the colony….a time for all the gaiety, frolic and merriment.