walking in to a store...

The other day I went to a health and glow outlet... I actually had to build up courage for two days before I could step into the stores... Why????

Because of the sales representatives. Now I know they work on commission and stuff but they are so in your face and when you ask them politely to give you space they put in a really sad face. I hate going in there and asking them to back off.

I know a friend who looks like she is ready to breathe fire into the face of a sales person if they dare to hover anywhere around her!

So what was the point.... hmmmmm... i dont think there is a point, I just love shopping and this not the way I enjoy a shopping experience.

brb...

been a long time... and i guess i will be sporadic for another two or three months... hope to get back on a regular basis soon!

Days gone by...

Ever since the theft... everyone in the family has been trying to cope... we all have our own ways of doing so. But I'd really like to thank all my friends who read the blog and offered their support :)

Thank you!

murphy's law...

This holiday weekend my parents decided to go to Mumbai for a short trip. I was to go too. But for some end moment official commitments I had to drop out. So I was home alone and responsible for the house. The first night I spent by myself and on the second night a friend came over. The next day I decided to go over to a friend's place for the night. I had informed my dad of the plan the previous day and it so happened that he din't exactly register what I was saying.

So anyways, I left home on Saturday afternoon and came back on Sunday evening. I called up my parents to find out where they were (they drove down to mumbai...). They were roughly about two hours away from home. Anyways I fished out my keys and entered the house. What I did not realize was the fact that the moment I put in the keys, the lock gave away. I entered the passage and decided to head upstairs in order to clean up my parents room before making dinner for them. As I walked upstairs I saw wood and metal on the floor.... And it dawned upon me that something had gone horribly wrong...

Someone broke into our house while I was not around... broke open a steel almirah and then found keys to the other almirah... opened up my mom's locker and took away all the gold my mom ever owned along with some cash... the damage was apparent... he dint leave my room and my bro's room either... the person(s) threw all our stuff onto the floor... He took every little box I had and emptied it out...

The mess he made was incredible... apart from stealing our posessions... what the person also stole was our sense of comfort and security. I have heard of burglaries, and I know they leave you hurt and confused, what I did not know was that it would leave me with seething anger... so much so that if I find the person I am ready to physically beat the crap out of him/them.

I cant help but go over the whole event over and over again, I wish I had called my parents and told them once more that I was not spending the night at home... I wish I had put in the other lock... (especially considering the fact that, the whole of saturday afternoon the thought of not putting the second lock had been nagging me!) I know I am to blame entirely for this fiasco... I cannot believe that my stupidity cost my mom all her jewellery... the jewellery she has collected with care over the last 20 years.... Not something you want to have hanging over your head!

Sleep is almost impossible... everytime I enter my room I almost choke with the knowledge of my negligence. Had I informed my parents, they would have made sure that I put all the important stuff in a safer place and then even when the BASTARDS walked in my house they wouldnt have got hold of anything...

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Easily the best post i have ever read....

The Day

Okay so may be I am a "little" biased

My wish list...

1. A pair of running shoes
2. A denim jacket

(this is something I have been wanting to have for a really long time)

3. A pair of Silver Stilettos
4. The entire Asterix collection
5. Calvin and Hobbes Collection
6. A smart laptop
7. An i pod
8. A great looking handbag

(and it has to be huge, I mean BIG...)

9. A pair of Jimmy Choos
10. A huge room with paneled bookshelves for all my books (note: am yet to collect all the books that will fill up the bookshelf)

Hopital....

So... its been a long time since I wrote...
Considering that I wanted this blog to be a log book, I've decided to fill these details in... So I had a Myringoplasty yesterday. Its a complicated term for an ear surgery. Basically in layman terms I had a perforation in my eardrum and they had to place a new graft. The surgery was done under General Anesthesia and lasted for about an hour or a little less than that.
I remember a few details on what happened after the surgery and wanted to jot them down. I remember falling asleep in the OT and then a lady saying my name. She said that she would be putting on an oxygen mask for about two hours, I think I nodded briefly.
Then they picked me up I remember someone holding my legs together and putting me on a movable bed. I was then taken to the recovery room. I was able to make out the time on the watch (around 10.30). My dad was called in to have a look at me and thats precisely what he did. A little later the doc came in and asked me if I was in pain. I told him that I wasn't at least not yet :D
I kept waking up every 15 minutes and I think that by about 12.15 i was up and by 1:00 I was completely bored!!! I had to stay in the recovery room till about 2, They were waiting for my room to be ready. I asked for water too... N they gave me water in dropper :) It was funny.
Finally I was taken to my room, and guess what... I was HUNGRY. They then told me that I was on Liquid diet - coconut water followed by watermelon juice, some tea and finally corn soup. To day i was given raagi porridge, milk then some more raagi porridge followed by banana shake I think.
Anyways the upside is that the surgery went well. I have been prescribed a week's bed rest, and I fell completely fine!

And for those who are interested in knowing a lil about the surgery here's the write up:

Each ear is made up of 3 parts. There is the outer ear which you can see, and which gathers the sound. Further in, the outer ear joins the middle ear on each side of the head. Deeper still, there is an inner ear on each side. The sound goes down the ear tube, which is part of the outer ear, into the middle ear on that side. The ear drum stretches across the deepest part of the ear tube between the outer ear and the middle ear. The drum is about 8 mm (a third of an inch) across. It is made of thin skin like the top of a real drum. Your ear drum has a hole in it, which doctors call a perforation. Germs may go through the hole and cause an ear infection, particularly if you get water in the ear whilst hair washing, taking a shower or swimming. The hole in the ear drum will stop it from vibrating normally, and this may cut down your hearing. Sealing up the hole in the ear drum should prevent you getting so many ear infections, and may improve the hearing. Just how much hearing improvement depends where in the drum the hole is, and how big it is.
The Operation
You have a general anesthetic and are completely asleep. A cut will be made in the skin above your ear. From inside this cut the surgeon will take a small, thin piece of tissue. This tissue is called a graft, and the surgeon will use it to seal up the hole in your ear drum. The surgeon will shine a microscope inside your ear, and the rest of the operation is carried out through the ear passage. Using very, very small instruments, the ear drum is lifted up and the graft is put underneath the ear drum and spread out to seal up the hole. A small amount of some sticky-spongy dissolvable material is placed on each side of the graft (in the ear tube and the middle ear) to support the graft until it heals and seals up the hole. This material will just melt away in a few weeks. A dressing soaked in antibiotic drops will then be put into the ear passage, and stays in place for about three weeks whilst the graft and ear drum are healing up. Cotton-wool padding is placed over the ear and held in place with a bandage. Because you are asleep you will not feel any pain during the operation. You will be in the hospital for one or two days depending upon your progress.

the butterfly counts not months but moments, and has time enough...

On Sunday, my boss's daughter died. the doctors say it was brain fever. I don't think anyone of us is sure about that. Honestly nobody knows what happened. It was so sudden that I could not even process what happened. Two of my colleagues were hit very hard by the news. One because she was very close to the girl and the other cause she is very close to our boss.

We are waiting for the family to come back, what I cant understand is my hesitation in offering condolences to my boss. Every time I had something on my mind, and something I needed to talk about, I knew that all I had to do is to speak to her. She would hear me out patiently, and yet when its my turn, I hesitate. I fear that I have nothing to say, what can I possibly say that could make her feel better. But at the same time I cannot just sit on my rear doing nothing, now can I???

Am not quite sure what I am going to do...

In the afternoon I finally picked up the phone and spoke to her. She sounded quite composed, I feel that she made it easier for me. I feel like such a coward...

I felt choked every time I thought of what just happened, but I did not know how to react. Not until yesterday evening. The news and shock of it all, made me miss my dad, who's traveling. I had not talked to him in two days and yesterday I had this urge to speak to him and frustration at not being able to get through.

In the evening I watched all the Grey's Anatomy season one episodes. And then P called. As I was talking to him about the day, tears just rolled down and I think I finally let go. And today early morning I got to speak to my dad...
I feel quite better now...

sos...

I am drowning... I try to push myself away; push myself upwards, away from it all; to what I do not yet know... All I know is that the urge to get away is strong. I have to... before I get sucked into the confusion...

A lesson I learned ages ago was that you never know a person well enough to say that you know them completely, but then when have I ever heeded to well- meaning lessons taught by life. I am the person I am...

There is a set of people I know... have known them for quite sometime now. I was pretty happy being amongst them, not that I ever felt the need to form a life long, all consuming bond with any of them, and I haven't done that yet. The equation I thought I shared with them was that of comfort. But lately I have felt the comfort slip to an extent that today I feel extremely uncomfortable... I feel... suffocated! Hence the need to find my way out, only there is no way out right now... I stay away; stay clear from the mad rush of emotions I feel when ever am with these people for my own sanity... I can only hope, silently wish for a little wish that soon I will find a way out into the open... free to breathe again...

two years younger...

Yay!!!!!

Two years since I began writing in this space.... I am pretty darn proud of the consistency I have managed to maintain!!!

sharing thoughts...

I was going through a few blog posts and these two rang a bell somewhere within me. One I absolutely identify with and the other I empathise with....

• The big rule!

• What Hippocrates gave to the world

You decide which is which :)

German Bakery....

I have been hearing about this place ever since Mr. P has landed in Pune. He and his room mates more often than not end up going to the place for brunch on weekends. He would go gaga about the baked potatoes he had along with salads, juices and banana muffins.

So whats the first thing I do after landing in Pune????? I eat food from the famous German Bakery. Little did I realise that the place happens to be a haven for health food freaks! I decided to head to this place to see what was it all about.

Well the bakery happened to be situated right next to the Osho Ashram. And the crowd that comes in is so varied. You have everybody coming in for tea, coffee, muffins ( I also saw some sinful looking cinamon rolls). I loved the laidback atmosphere, people deep in conversations, and the colours of the place added a vibrant element.

I had a plate full of baked potatoes and green salad, with banana muffin and chilled apple, carrot and beetroot juice :) Needless to say, it was one of the best breakfasts I ever had.

pic: www.pune360.com

who says that i don't know how to throw a party....

Grrrrr.....

Not being able to find time to visit my own blog... And it’s not like I am buried under a mountain of work either! Cannot believe that I have become this lazy about the blog :(

Anyways... I wanted to maintain this blog to describe every significant and insignificant detail of my life, and I haven’t done that in a long while. I wanted to talk about the night I almost burnt my own house down (:-/) Yes it is true.... I did.

This was the day I was throwing a surprise party for a friend. It was his going away party (waise it doesn’t really seem like he is gone... he comes back quite often)... so coming back to the party, my parents were out of the house... and we were blissfully unaware of what was happening upstairs.

After sometime we thought that maybe we could play a board game or something (yes at 25 I still throw boring house parties... yes! I know I have the rest of my life for it too!!!) So I run upstairs to look for a grown up 'fun' game and guess what? I find smoke everywhere. Out of the corner of my eye I see something flickering in my parents’ room. I step inside and see that the ironing table is on fire. I got so scared. I went out and started screaming for help. My friends were listening to really loud music and they did not understand. A certain Ms. S actually thought that I was screaming because I saw a chipkali. Anyways, the guys came running up and before anyone could stop me I threw a bucket of water to douse the flames.

The fact that the electrical wires were burning and that there could have been a short circuit did not enter my mind. They actually expected me to remember my long forgotten school lessons on electricity and conductors at that point in time!?! Seriously!!!!

So by then the panic attack had subsided, and I managed to feel suffocated with the thought that I had to now face my parents, because it was I, who left the iron switched on. Anyways my dad was not very angry (after all he really could not yell at me in front of 15 or so people).

So we spent the next day cleaning up the room and white washing it!

That was one heck of a party!

the never ending mexican wave....

I love the energy thousands of people can create when they come together. To be a part of it completely invigorated me!

I loved being at the stadium to watch the match... so what if we lost....

I had a great time.

sunset in goa...

flitting thoughts...

The time I spend with you

Is like mist and cloud.

I tell myself that the

Time will pass.

And I will hold you again.

the others...

Few days ago, I was chatting with a friend.

CD: no blogs these days?

me: u read my blogs???

CD: ofcourse...

me: i dint kno

:)

CD: because i never commeted...too lazy to come all the way to ur blog..cant comment through my reader...

me: i c

It was nice to know that there are others besides the "significant" few who read my blog...

...

My previous post should have been published a week ago. I wrote it during one of the training programmes I was documenting. And I was under the impression that it had been posted already.

Anyhows, me just came back from a fun filled trip from goa. Will be writing all about the trip soon!!!

In the meanwhile just wanted to leave you with some photographs :)

my weekend...

50!!! And still going strong… So for the fifty-first post I was wondering if I should write about something significant, or something witty and humorous or just stuff off my head. So instead I decided to write about my weekend.

I was in Bangalore this weekend. I think it was a perfect weekend. Reached early morning by train and went to A’s, and I have to say A and P have set up their house pretty well. We were hungry and I wanted to watch a movie. So we decided to go watch Juno. It was a good movie, a good start to the weekend. We stuffed ourselves with absolute junk and went around the mall shopping. I have to say though, that I did not find anything significant that I would want to buy. We went to Commercial Street – lunched and shopped. On our way back we picked up grocery and beverages for the evening. I made pasta, which turned out fine… (Despite their constant nagging about the amount of butter and cheese I used) We also watched Pink Panther – the movie.

Next day was a lazy Sunday. We went out for breakfast at Café Terra. I had scrambled eggs, toast, sausages, grilled potatoes, grilled tomato and waffles. I think it took me the rest of the day to recover from the breakfast. Next we went to lifestyle and needless to say more shopping. We then went to Bangalore Central, ate lunch, shopped, went to Garuda and shopped some more… And then it was time for me (us) to leave (already!!!!!!!!!!)

So that was my (read our) great weekend and this weekend am going to Goa with family. Will update you on that one too.

I wanted to thank A & P for the great weekend I (nah… “WE”) had.

demrahc...

It was very late at night or early morning, even before dawn broke… She was strolling along a long wounded path. The way ahead was shrouded in mist. Far in the distance she could hear the waves falling and breaking over the old and tired rocks. She felt the dew on her lips and the cold wind on her bare arms, she wondered if she should stop. She strayed away from the path, was it something she felt….

The warmth of the woods invited her. As she ran her hand on the barks of the old and wizened trees, she felt a sense of comfort. The unfamiliarity of the place did not frighten her away. She walked ahead made her way deep into the dark woods, until she came by a lake. The sun was coming up by now and the woods beginning to come alive. As she looked ahead into the water, something hit her eye. It seemed like a stone, unlike anything she had seen before.

She picked it up. The stone felt smooth in her long fingers. The touch filled her with a sense of wonder. She decided on a quick impulse not to throw it away in to the cold clear water. She held on to the stone and resumed her journey in the woods.

As she came out of the woods, she felt like she was leaving behind something very dear to her. She closed her fist even tighter and she felt the stone. It was radiating warmth and energy, she opened her hands and looked at the stone, and it was mossy green and heavy in her hand. It looked like it held the deepest mysteries of the earth in its self. She accepted the precious gift given to her and moved on as she yet again felt a pull far beyond the horizon…

IT has been long since I have written anything. Life has been chugging along just fine these few days. Have been busy with work and life otherwise - both at the same time. Things have changed and for the better I might add. I often catch myself smiling and pleasantly distracted ( that has made work a little more difficult, but then who's complaining)...

super power!!!

Saw this on Siraj's blog, so I took the test too :)

You are Supergirl

Supergirl 55% Robin 52% Catwoman 50% Hulk 50% Wonder Woman 45% The Flash 45% Green Lantern 40% Superman 35% Spider-Man 30% Batman 25% Iron Man 25%	Lean, muscular and feminine. Honest and a defender of the innocent.
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getting away...

This turned out to be a great trip, a perfect one day break. We were in Agra, treated like VVIP guests. Our hotel had a great view of the Taj. Inspite of all the exhaustion of the previous days, I felt great. Wasnt very hungry and yet gobbled down two and a half aloo parathas. I guess it was the view. When we actually saw the Taj I realised what the fuss was all about. It's simply magnificient. The agra fort turned out to be another surprise. It was beautiful. And all the carvings on the walls literally took my breath away. The attention they paid to details for everything!!! The place where Shahjahan was imprisoned was actually very pretty. The balcony he had... well, all Iwant to say is that I would love to have a balcony like that in my own house :)

Anyways then we went to Fatehpursikri. With the sun setting there was almost something magical in the air. I can tell you this though, my interest has definetly piqued and I shall watch Jodhaa Akbar for sure :D

a quaint little trip....

A new year and resolutions, they go hand in hand, there was a time when i use to make these resolutions but i don't anymore. Take one day at a time and see where life goes - that the motto for me - at least for now it is...