Ma MAC-intosh !!!

Dear Mac,

I have been an Apple fan for long now. For the very same reason, i was very much willing to buy a white Macbook during my "hunting for a new laptop" days. I had just started my Masters on a research assistantship and everybody knows how short of money RA's are after paying for tuition, rent, groceries and living. So i kept on looking and searching and looking and searching for a cheaper option and just couldn't get you out of my head.

Finally, that day, i decided to treat myself with the money i had saved from a couple of months of scholarship-salary. I made my mind to bring you home. Not waiting for anymore deals or upcoming thanksgiving sales, i bought you directly from Apple's website. You were my first big purchase from the salary i earned in my first job. The moment you were shipped,i started counting days for you to come home. Apple did a great job with your packaging but i was so anxious to see you, i almost tore it all in pieces and there were....The magnificent, white you! I blushed and was absolutely delighted to have you with me @ our home, Summit house apartments.

Since then--2006, i have had you in all my good and bad times. When i was writing my 130 pages of thesis, when i graduated,when i was looking for jobs, when i used to chat with Mandar for long nights, when i cried seeing my family miles away on the webcam, when i was blogging, when i didn't have time to surf and when i had so much time that i almost felt alone. Time changed, people did too but you have followed me like my shadow. No matter how many more versions of you come in the market and no matter how many more laptops i purchase in the coming future, you will always be my first love, darling MAC!

Love,
Your Proud Owner :)

One of those times :)

One of those times when you love yourself....One of those times when you want to feel that cold breeze on your face...One of those times when you want to take it all in and close your eyes satisfying yourself....One of those times when you want to dance alone in the room....One of those times when you want to hold the curtains and swing to the tunes....One of those times when you want to open the windows wide wide...One of those times when you can feel the trees swinging with the wind....One of those times when you want to move in slow motion......One of those times when you want to roll on the bed by yourself....One of those times when you want to blow kisses in the air....One of those times when you want to roll your fingers through your hair....One of those times when you want to look sexy for no one else but you....One of those times when you can feel Love flowing through your nerves....

This song gives me goose bumps every time i play it. Its one those times right now !

The entire PORTAL thing is a mess!

Do job portals help in actually getting jobs? I dont think so...and what do the HR's do? They dont even want to reply to the emails...WTH!

I am almost feeling like copies of my CV are being distributed all over the universe.
The open position is a perfect match to my profile and their are hundreds of such matching positions on these portals and i am nowhere within the shortlisted candidates? Is that agreeable? The previous job i got was through networking as well.... then why to keep posting resumes to these frustrating portals....and their are tons of such websites all over the internet....why? I dont know a single person personally who actually found work through these sites. They should stop posting adds if they dont want to actually employ candidates. Please....DONOT post openings and waste time, YOURs and especially OURs...huh!

Oops...too many "Actually"s in this post...can't help...
A little frustrated as you can see !!!

Aha!!! Chai :)

What a wonderful cup of tea!!! Thanks to Chirag.

I am craving to drink tea since i have reached Singapore. Canteens on campus do serve good coffee but no chai :( Oh...my mornings crave for it! Noway....starting your day without tea....nightmare i tell you. My friend chirag found an awesome solution. I didn't know about these magical instant packets of tea+sugar+creamer++++++added masala flavor to it, all in one. One cup of hot boiling water+this magical packet=Fantastic Tea is ready :) It doesn't even taste like those typical mixofied instant tea packets. This is prettyyyyy close to our homemade masala wali chai.

You made my day :))
I owe you Chirag !!!

FYI: Cooking is not allowed on the campus accommodation. That is the reason i am so delighted after finding this superb masala tea packet.

Thanks to "T"

When my father bought his first cell phone, i remember the local incoming charges in India were 17 Rs./min. My uncle flew to the US for the first time in 1988 and it was almost next to impossible to make international calls and talk for long hours. In my school days i knew nothing more than "dial ups" for connecting to the internet and checking some absolutely vague unnecessary emails.

Technology has come so far and its been made so amazingly easy for us to do, get and have almost everything instantly, whenever and wherever. All you need is a technology ka magic, "internet connection" and the world is yours.

My pa strongly believes in picking up the phone and making a quick call for getting work done. He is old school and usually likes to follow conventional path. Ma likes the whole concept of internet but prefers apna mobile ka zatpat funda. For last 4 years i have been convincing them to get onto internet and learn. Time demands for it now. They were just too busy in their lives and my younger sister was a savior for them. She took care of everythinggggg....I was so worried about mom dad now that she has moved to Scotland...but guess what....mom has taken it very seriously and she is at it :))) These days, ma spends more time on facebook than i do. She starts the chats pretty smoothly and dad is having fun talking to his 2 daughters, one in Singapore and other in Aberdeen. Video chatting has made it so easy for them to see us and fill up the vacuum that was created since my sister left. Dad says, " it doesn't feel like my daughters are somewhere out there in this big world" and ma is inquiring about the video conferencing procedures ;)

This is the time when my parents are all alone in that huge house of ours, all by themselves, i feel the urge to appreciate what technology has done for us. 2 thumbs up for everyone who has made "connecting" so straight forward and most importantly, cheap, of course, not to forget about the "free" part of it, right ??? :)

Emotional Downhill !!!

3 years ago, it was about our new house, purchasing, decorating and setting, which came along with tons of smiles, highlighting the fact that Mandar was all along with me to add another smile to mine.

Last one month has been all about putting up ads, calculating, bargaining, negotiating, selling and emptying. Every item i sell, donate or give away has an emotional value or a memory attached to it.

Unscrewing every single screw in the house, emptying every closet, trashing...everything, that too by yourself, HIM being miles away, it is just beyond words. Its a feeling that is emotionally charged up, uncomfortable and distressing, ugly and vexatious.

I walk in the half empty house and i can almost remember it all like a flash back. Every moment is full of confusion if i can fit some more stuff in those 100 pounds i am allowed to take. I almost run to look in the mirror and then realize, oh! the mirror is sold. My eyes cant take sunlight from the bright window and my hands run to close the curtains, all i can do is close them to remember the person who bought the curtains. I eat on the floor and miss my dining table, i sleep on the carpet and miss my bed, i cry by myself and miss Mandar.

Another month till i get to Singapore and every moment is already like centuries.
Till then, i hope to stay calm and get away from this pesky little feeling that is running within.

For all my dear ones in the Magic City, Birmingham!!!

So here is the news. Mandar got an admit for his MBA at Nanyang, Singapore. Yes! we are moving to Singapore. It feels like yesterday when i landed on Atlanta airport with 2 bags, lot more excited and little lost. God knows when and how it all ended up with so many good friends, few married, few newly weds, few singles but all full of masti. We ate, drank, danced, worked, chatted, sung and had fun out of anything and everything. This amazing set of friends here in Birmingham threw an overwhelming party last weekend. Mandar being here for last 6 years and me, for last 4 years, these are the long lasting relations that we have made in the US. Here are a few words dedicated to all of them who made everything in Birmingham, memorable.


These short poems are a mix of Hindi, Marathi and English, so forgive me if you dont understand any of these languages :P

Sujay and Hemali (The Chauhans)

Sujay ani hemali chi jodi
Sweet sweet, pan chulbuli
Murti lahan, kirti mahan
Ajun kon, hech amche Chauhan !!!

Amol and Ruchi Vaidya (Ruchi is the would be mommy :))

Amol ani ruchi
Yenar ahe ek navin mirchi
Doghan madhe tisri addition
Vaidyanchya family chi multiplication !!!

Amit and Ashwini Patki (Patki's are graced with a cutie kid, Neil)

Amit ani ashwini,
& the neil tini mini
Bayko la talwarichi dhar
Navra matra COOL, thandddd garrrr !!!

Davey and Richa (The Templins)

Shantata ani dangyacha total milap
Tarihi opinions nahit ekmekanchya khilaf
Templins is a unique couple
Sweet like syrup, Maple !!!

Shardul and Rakhi Nagre (Nagre's are blessed with a techie kid, Arrush)

Shardul ani rakhi
Navryala bolayla paise padtat
Bayko matra jhakas baki.
Arrush, hi Nagrenchya galawarchi khali,
Ruchi chi mirchi, sawadh raha,
Chotya Nagrena padu nako bali !!!

Ramya and Tapan (Mehta-nu parivar)

Ramya and Tapan

Great love story aur lamba jatan
Gujju and tamil sangam
Ruchi-amol ke piche,
Ab aap log bhardo aangan !!!

Rohan and Sayli (Shah Parivar)

Mr and Mrs. shah
Shant sayli and tyahunhi shant rohan
Secretly romantic jodi
Agadi radha ani mohan !!!

Sayli and Aditya (Deshpandes are the newly weds)

Nitin and Vindya (Nairs are newly engaged)

Nako Rahul, Nako Ridhya
Mag ale Adi and Vindya
Sayli ani nitin chya life cha sunrise jhala
Sampli ti ekti sandhya :)

Niroop and Sameera Kaza

Niroop aur sameera
Sidha niroop, utnihi sidhi uski meera
Couple simple but love marriage
Love story not less than veer zara !!!

Girish anna (Ramaswami appa, The PhD student and the lucky single and active member of the NGO, Asha for education)

PhD student ish
Akho pe chashma
Girish hamara breakdancer
And Asha's answer !!!

Love you all !!! We will miss you !!!

March 25th...muah!!!

Happy Birthday Darling.

Its Mandar's birthday. We were not high on a candle light dinner this year but hey...it was pouring this afternoon and we had a very romantic lunch...at a mexican place "Salvatore's". Very cozy, you know. I drove to his office this morning and tried to set some romantic stuff on his desk. Flowers, a balloon, bday card and a gift along with few decorations. The good part is he loved the surprise :). The bad part is, he and his boss walked to his desk..."together"...duh!!! and saw my "I LUV U" decorations..."together"...as well :(. Lol.

Well, the lunch was all lovie dovie and i had a lot of butterflies in my stomach during those 45 mins...not that we are in our dating phase or anything...but...who knows :)) I felt something exactly like the lyrics say in this video...ohhh....i love this song!!! Its an oldie but a goodie :))

Huh!!!

Yes i know. Hate is a strong word but its the only one that comes to my mind right now. This is for all who have betrayed you, your friend, your sister/brother or whom so ever. Huh!!! i am so Angry.

I hate when they promise,
and don't keep it.

I hate when they say Sorry,
and don't mean it.

I hate when they pretend
and don't really try.

I hate when its impossible
and just not difficult.

I can swallow the tense,
I can eat the frustration,
I can breathe through anger,
What do i do with the wound though?

For they can't make there mind,
I pity them,
For they can't commit to One,
I care the least as well.

Love is another strong word,
Handle it with care,
As much as brittle it is,
Betrayal you don't dare!!!
Because...
For me, i wont accept it,
and choose not to live with it,

So you all be careful out there,
Who all chose to "love"
Understand and cherish the word,
Relation is not something to Shove.

Confession :P

Wish you all a very happy 2010 !!!

This is not a post about either 2010's resolutions or 2009's memories.
It is about a few changes that i have made to myself in past few years.

Yesterday is when i thought about the differences between being"ME"and pretending to be "ME". When i think of all those years i was in India and how i was well known for being a tomboy :)) wonderful memories...and comfortable too. I was more friends with guys than girls coz i hated discussions over a few bucks here and there after watching a movie, being possessive about friend A than friend B, gossiping about an X affair in the school blah blah. I would rather do something adventurous, more creative and productive. 21 years of my life, i never dealt with an eye-liner, i claimed i knew all about sex & reproduction but honestly...i didn't, i never dreamed of a perfect guy in my teenage, i loved to dress-up but in my own way...and what that means is look good & be comfy. Be noticed in a way that you don't need to hold your breath to pull in your tummy and look stunning. I remember the first 6 months in Birmingham. I never found a good enough beautician to thread my eyebrows and guess what i never took an effort to find one either. My sis saw me on the web-cam and she was more worried about the full grown jungle on my face:P thats when she threatened me to go and get it done.lol. I believe i had 1 body lotion, 1 deo, 1 perfume, 2 nail-paint shades and 3 lip-sticks....that was my entire stock of cosmetics..believe me....ROF!!!

Today it takes me an hour to get ready before i leave for a party with enormously kayotic cosmetic choices...a dozen liners, 2 dozen lip sticks, a wide range of matching accessories and what not...uhhh!!!

Today i socialize in girl-groups, i gossip, i chat about jewelery, dresses, make-up, shoes, hand bags and fashion....thats weird!!!

Today i wear a Capri just so that my pretty boots are noticeable in 30 degree F...how and why???

Today i care about looking good, looking perfect and try to fit within all other girlie girls. Unfortunately its not ME. Striving to look good with a punch line, "Anything for fashion"...its not me.

I have this confession to make. I have changed 180 degrees and by no means its doing any bad. Its just that i have to choose fashion over my comfort (reason: Mandar likes it)which makes me uncomfortable....would rather wear a blue jeans, GAP hoody and go to a new years party:P

For now, here is what i actually wore :)

UPDATE.......Christmas update :)

Here you go all!!!
I think it looks wonderful....oh i feel content :)
What do you think???

Chritsmas!!!

Will update on the decorated tree with the beautiful ornaments soon :))
This is our first Christmas tree!!!

25 it is !!!

What a weekend it was!!! Beautiful!!! I am fully satisfied and content.

People, it was my birthday on the 15th, which was supposed to be only on Sunday and which lasted for 4 long days, believe me. Totally pampered...Mandar, friends and colleagues. Yes, bday wishes in advance started with a "I Sing" balloon & a very sweet card on Friday morning by Jarvis, a very dear friend of mine at work. Friday evening was really special, Mandar drove me to a surprise sitting in a absolutely high-end spa. People...massage, facial and pedicure with a complimentary drink & a snack on Friday eve after a long tiring week....do i need to say anything more? Saturday, wonderful weather, sun-shine & breeze together..aha! A cup of chai in the morning(that Mandar made for me), a bed, laptop and TV...all day!!! Between, i got a very pretty hair cut done and yes...i highlighted my hair in RED, what say? It feels amazing to look totally different. Mandar and his credit cards are suffering, it wasn't my fault, it was my birthday you see ;) 12 o clock Saturday night...we were still hooked up to the TV and the bell rings...my dearest friends with cake and candles. wowwwwwwww...thats the end of CAKE 1. Sunday morning, the actual Birth- Day...chai again accompanied with my cell phone ringing every minute :)) uhhh!!!offcourse i felt special :) I and Mandar decided to head out to oak mountain with snacks, music for a small lil picnic and the phone was still ringing. We were a lil romantic, funny at times, had a few serious discussions, books on the side, music unlimited, food being on the top. Sat at the lake thinking about the finest moments when him and i were sitting on the same spot a couple of days later after he had proposed me. Picked up a couple of movies on our way back...and the phone was still ringing. Very shortly my bhaiya bhabi were with us with CAKE 2 and chocolates :)) Mandar cooked a nice meal, his special biryani to go with wine and candle light dinner, muah! Monday morning, people started wishing belated birthday at work and by noon, all of my colleagues with 2 more cakes, in my office, one from my buddy-buddy at work and other from my gossip buddy at work...wowwwwwwwwwwww...i feel so speciallllll. So, finally CAKE 3 and CAKE 4 is done, done now. 2009 has reminded me of turning 25, big time!!!

I feel really blessed..thank yo'all...I had a great great birthday :))
Smiles and hugs!!!

Tired...

Tired of getting up early and coming home late!!!

Its dark when i wake up
Its dark when i sleep
Its dark when i come home
Its dark when i leave

I strove to see sunrise before,
But i used to be fast asleep,
I strive to see sunrise now,
Am already busy,when he is ready to peep.

Being on the road, in the dark, in the nights,
Its hard to see any further than the headlights,
But you can make the whole trip that way,
Its ok...even if the car tries to sway ;)

This is the changed story of my life,
& this is the fact, not at all a rife!!!

I was chasing the sun earlier,
And he is doing the same now...
We need to try & wake up together,
Just have to figure out how :)

HAPPY DIWALI!!!

Diwali has always been very special for me. My mom use to make great sweets for diwali, we use to have a big puja in our factory with all the workers in house, my friends, family, big time party with food and sweets. Center of the story were the firecrackers though. OMG!!! we had a fascination for this "5000 chi phatakyachi mal" (its a type of firecracker) which goes on for like 4 minutes continuously. I just loved it when all the faces in our colony use to peep through the balconies to see this three minute show and make sure its us again who had the priviledge of lighting this huge and expensive cracker in the entire neighbourhood. Not one single time did my dad made me miss this feeling of being on top of the entire world. Doesn't matter if it was only for a couple of hundred people around the neighbourhood, i still felt to be the superior one amongst the bunch.

The very last diwali that i celebrated at home with my parents was the one before i came to US. My heart was so full that i was wiping my eyes every other second. One thought was all over me, "this is the last one". For the very next diwali, my grandmother expired and we didnt have no reason for any celebrations. The following one was just before my wedding and guess what...i was back home...at my parents place :) One more year for 5000 chi mighty mal and i was full of it again. Diwali last year was here in the US as a newly wedded wife's first festival of lights and brights. I made sweets exactly the way as my mom did. I did the puja with the marigold flowers all over exactly the way my dad did. I tried to bring back every bit of it...finding for reasons not to miss home. So, for all those 24 years of my life, diwali has been full of celebrations, customs, lights, enthusiasm, sweets, happy moods and wonderful wonderful memories.

2009 has not been the same for me though. I made no sweets this year, i dont have no crackers, i didnt do any puja at home, i did not put candles all over my house, and most of all i dont even have a feeling that its DIWALI. I have no enthu to dress up and have fun. My parents are not with me, i miss my sister every minute and as worse it can get, Mandar is not here. I miss him so much today.

Just one thing i would like to say, its hard without your loved ones, cherish them as much as you can. There is nothing much important than a person.

Love you mom
Love you dad
Love you chikya
&
Love you Mandy

Miss you all!!!

HAPPY DIWALI TO EVERYONE. HAVE A BLAST. LOTS OF SMILES FOR MY READERS :))

What a day!!!

Its 6:50 am. I am sitting in my car...roadside. Its drizzling...sun is hiding behind the clouds.... and i give a shot @ writing whatever happened in last couple of minutes.

I got up with a heavy headache this morning..double thoughts about calling-in sick. next moment...i made my mind to go to work. Ready, got in the car and was off on my daily road in dark, chills and rain. Tried calling my mom as i always do...she didnt answer. I was a lil awake, lil sleepy...driving to the tunes of lagan lagi tumse mann ki lagan...a person flashed headlights at me and i thought why?? My "why" thought was still incomplete and the next thing i saw was a log lying on the road, just ahead of me, and BANG...bam bam bam!!!I hit the log real hard...tire was obiviously flat. I somehow pulled the car over into a driveway and waited, waited and waited for 2 minutes. My breathing was a lil heavy, pulse was beating hard... This guy who flashed the lights @ me comes back and asks," do you want me to change the tire?" In a split second i said, "No thanks...i think i am gona call a friend". He left...in another split second i did regret...was it right to ask him to leave? Anyways, it all happened for a reason coz i found out later that i didnt have a spare tire. Meanwhile 5 people stopped by and offered help but i rejected all of them coz i didnt know whom to trust. Moving on, i started calling my husband...it took about 15 calls to wake him up...tried calling colleagues...nobody answered. Finally i decided to call 911....my best bet...and before doing that i called my hubby one last time and he answered.Oh!!! what a relief!!! I called the roadside service as he advised me to, the ETA to tow me and the car was 1 hr. what the hell!!! Between , few cops stopped by to say hi...they were my friends by the time i left ;) because the towing vehicle arrived after 2 hrs and 10 minutes. WHAT THE F***!!!!!!!

I hardly wanted to look @ this tow expert BEN...or VAN...or whoever....i dont even remember....and he says " sorry it took so long..."gadhva...kuthe tari jaun jeev de" i actually mumbled it in marathi ;) Finally the car was on and me in the tow-truck.
On the way to med center mazda, i called everybody who was trying to help from where he/she was. Mandy from home, my colleagues from office and mom from india :)
The great Jason @ the service center gave me another good news, "Maam, the rim is broken and the battery is dead too. It might take 2 hrs if the tire is available. If not...????

Mandy...tring tring...2 more hrs...pick me up.
I hardly hung up the phone...
A fairly old guy...does anyone need a ride?? shuttle is ready to go!!!

Mandy...tring tring...i am going to take the shuttle...dont pick me up.
I reach home and at that very moment...it strikes me...
My house keys...with the car keys...in MED CENTER MAZDA :(((((((((

Mandy...tring tring....no keys...please come home...
And finally...15 minutes later...i saw a green mazda coming in our driveway and i thought...My savior is here...now nothing can go wrong :)

So...a day worth of no work, $0 paid (since i get paid hourly), $300 worth of repair, $107 worth of 2 hrs waiting for the towing service and a day full of errors.

But the "Afterall kiss" from my savior made it all WORTH :)

Patterns :)

Since i have started working on a construction site, i have known americans on a different level. I had a lot of american friends in school, we hung out, had fun, but this is all different. Believe me or not, for the last 5 months i am here, i havent seen much of a "family guy" trend, the one who is married, has kids, and is having a sound life. They do have a fun life but none of them seem to be stable. A 26year old girl has 2 babies..she isnt married. 21 year old guy is not married and has 3 kids. A guy is 40 year old with an 8 year old son and is a single now. 35 year old person has an 18 year old son who is going to have a kid pretty soon. I knew this like 2 days ago. Today, the 35 yr old invited me for his wife's baby shower ...whoo! strange haan!!! A guy has dated a stripper for week, then he had a nurse for another week, he went out with a bar dancer and he tells me now, he has 3 kids, he is on his way to get divorced..."on his way"...so technically he has a wife too.

This is supposedly not about "just dating" or having sex for fun...these are messed up patterns of life in my opinion...but i am glad i came across this sector of america and got a chance to actually make friends with these patterns too :)

This...that...and whatever!!!!

I have stacks of paper in front of me, infinite to-do lists all around, 100 post-its notes and god knows what else. But i feel the urge to write something right now.

This morning was really beautiful. I was driving to work at 5 am...extremely sleepy...closed my eyes for a second or two and ended up on the other side of the road when i woke up. SSShhhhhuuuuu....Was scared to death...didnt tell anyone about it. I stopped by a gas station ...got some warm coffee and turned on the music real loud. The first song i heard was...ghanan ghan ghan...badra ke dhamke...man dhadkaye badarva...aha!!! loved every single tune of it at a volume of 26.

The other night when all of us were at the spain park high-school to play volley ball on a friday eve...we were sweating like hell. All husbands were off to get the cars from a far-away parking lot and we, all wives, who were miserably tired, for a change went into a nearby park, full of swings, slides and fun. Can you imagine jhuling a jhula after hec of a long time. I went back into my chilhood memories....The Nagraj Colony park, where we waited in humongous line to get to those swings...they meant whole world to me. The breeze you feel when you get closer to the sky, all that you let go when you swing back, the feeling of you being "aaj mein upar" is absolutely amazing....It was all dark that evening, sky full of stars, and i felt that breeze on my cheeks again...after a long long time. I breathed, smelled and felt satisfaction in and around me...

I know...i dont have anything specific "this or that" to say....felt like writing it all...i am miserably busy these days and thats when i think a lot...i multi-think....my thoughts are all mixed up (wohoo...not messed up though)...and i tend to throw such random things at my readers...i hope you guys dont mind it....so basically blah blah and blah :))

????

Have had no time to write/read anything. My in laws are in town and i am all engrossed in them.
It just happened so 2 weeks ago when i was ready to leave my office and walk out...our site manager calls everyone in the common area and tells us that our general manager/company's vice president is no more working with us.

He is fired or laid off, whichever sounds better. I was lost, he is the same person who had hired me . I dont remember what was i thinking for next couple of moments...everything seemed pretty much blank. 3 days following this news, company released his wife, PS: she worked for us as well. I wasn't blank this time,just a little uneasy. Today, they released our office associate @ the corporate office. There is a rumor that the office associate at our plant is in the queue. I didnt feel anything....Its amazing how you get used to shocks.

But yes...i am scared of this current situation where people just wake up one day and know that they dont have a job anymore. This economy and the overall bad time leaves me with a big question mark....will i have my job tomorrow or it will limit everything to a laminated MS degree hanging on the wall, spa trips, daily shopping and snappy dressing??? or am i actually going to continue using my knowledge for working and making some money?????

Clueless...

I want to go back...i dont know where.
Where do i want to go...go back...where???

May be home...may be India...may be back to a single's life...may be. Watched a movie today, "The Holiday". Fantabulous acting by Cameron Diaz and Kate Winslet and the Irish gentleman (not sure what his name is). Well, once again i realized that i am crazy about irish guys. Ya, i sort of like them...no wait...adore them...not exactly...love them...ooo...hot...oops...i mean good looking or handsome may be. Whatever, you got it, didnt you ;) Its a good movie except for the fact that they weep the entire time coz they are singles. Well...it isnt that bad.

You get to be yourself...do stuff...sometimes...or most of the times do nothing. Not cook...not worry...eat noodles...watch TV, doenst matter how long...surf...date...sleep....whatever man!!! I feel like living boundless again. I want to be careless...i dont want to track myself or anyone else. I feel the urge to mess up a little, may be myself, may be my house...no hold on. I dont want a house...a mortgage neither. A studio apartment would work...which can give me enough room for my twin bed, TV & a small kitchen...and yes, a bean bag to lie on for hoursssss.

Every weekend is different for me...week doesnt matter much coz then i dont have enough time to think about such random stuff. Last one was full of dresses... this one was about watching a shakespear's play, attending a DJ/bhangra night where DJ Rekha was one of the attractions it seems. Apparently, we, i mean my husband was expecting her to be a babe and she wansnt...pretty famous though and i absolutely dont know why. She was no good than a regular DJ. You know what...DJ parties are no more fun for me. Why? Oh god...i have no clue what i am writing...

I am out of my mind...weird...tired...and yes...married!!!!