Sunday, June 21, 2009

100 things about me. Task done:)

1. Last beverage → carrot and lauki juice!
2. Last phone call--> last night
3. Last text message→ was a pj.
4. Last song you listened to→ chupke se chupke se raat ke chaadar tale on the radio.
5. Last time you cried→ Yesterday

SIX HAVE YOU EVER:
1. Dated someone twice →nope
2. Been cheated on? →yes
3. Kissed someone & regretted it? → Yes
4. Lost someone special? → Yes
5. Been depressed?→ Yes, (what morbid questions).
6. Been drunk and threw up? → Nope. Just gotten pleasantly tipsy. Iam so good!


HAVE YOU:
1. Made new friends → Yes. I do that sort of thing.
2. Fallen out of love → Yes. I don't normally do that sort of thing.
3. Laughed until you cried → Only while reading PG Wodehouse as a collegiate.
4. Met someone who changed you → Everyone is an influence in some way. I like these lines, they hold true for me :

My life is like a landscape,
where everyone leaves a mark.
Another pebble overturned
or a mountain range.


5. Found out who your true friends were → and who weren’t, unfortunately.
6. Found out someone was talking about you → Behind my back? Now there’s a line! but yes
7. Kissed anyone on your friend's list →………..but I was so young and it happened such a long time ago.
8. Made the first Move → Yep. You live, you learn the tricks.
10. Do you have any pets → No though I do like dogs – the four legged ones.
11. Do you want to change your name → Why would Ido that? And after my parents went to all the trouble to get their bong neighbour's help on this!
12. What did you do for your last birthday → Had a blast.
13. What time did you wake up today – 8 am on a Sunday.
14. What were you doing at midnight last night→ Listening to the radio, reading a magazine and trying to sleep. I multitask when Iam not sleeping.
15. Name something you CANNOT wait for → Opening my gifts!
16. Last time you saw your father → Six years ago.
17. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life → Be a morning person.
18. Most visited webpage → blogspot

ABOUT U:
1. What's your name→ M
2. Nicknames→ Monica
4. Zodiac sign → Scorpio – though I lack sting.
5. Male or female or transgendered → Female and so glad for it.
6. Elementary→ was the teacher’s pet.
7. Schools → the primary till the 5th was good. The convent boarding experience – not good.
8. Colleges → No more Quant. Lots of friends. Fell in love (and how!)
10. Hair color → Mahogany at the moment.
11. Long or short → shoulder length sir/ma’m.
16. Height → 5ft3in
17. Do you have a crush on someone? → just Aamir (as in Khan)
18: Ever been in love? → Yes
19. Piercings → Honestly? Don’t care for them at all.
20. Tattoos → they look good when they don’t appear desperately sexy
21. Righty or lefty – Would have enjoyed being a lefty.

FIRSTS

:23. First piercing → Ears (and the last)
24. First best friends → My cousins who I grew up with.
26. First sport you joined: running/catching, chor police
27. First pet → Never had any
28. First vacation → My dad was in the army, so vacations were to my grandparent’s place.
29. First concert → Never been to one.
30. First crush --> in school. Never even said hi.
49. Eating → a little more than I should ideally?
50. Drinking → lotsa water and breezers on weekends.
52. I'm about to → go to a mall.
53. Listening to--> someone pottering about in the kitchen.
YOUR FUTURE :
58. Want kids? --> they have happened already.
59. Want to get married ? --> too late. It’s done.
60. Careers in mind? --> writer – how original is that?
68. Lips or eyes → both?
69. Hugs or kisses→ both?
70. Shorter or taller → than what, me?
71. Older or Younger → doesn’t matter.
72. Romantic or spontaneous → spontaneously romantic! (spike this was too good to change)
73. Nice stomach or nice arms → arms is sort of a priority. Even though I don’t cling. Really.
74. Sensitive or loud → the person? Why would I care for loud?
75. Hook-up or relationship → Relationship
77. Trouble maker or hesitant → Either or………….

HAVE YOU EVER :
78. Kissed a stranger → No
79. Lost glasses/contacts → No
81. Sex on first date → ai aiyooo. Devare and hai tauba.
82. Broken someone's heart → Yep
83. Had your own heart broken → Yep... that too
85. Been arrested → Not yet
86. Turned someone down → many times :D
87. Cried when someone died → Yep!
88. Liked a friend that is a girl/boy? → ??? Oh! they can be a transvestite too..!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
89. Yourself → You would too, if you were me. Seriously though, I do.
90. Miracles → Yep.
91. Love at first sight → I do believe in attraction at first sight.
92. Heaven → No and not in hell either...
93. Santa Clause → Is cool
94. Peace in this lifetime→ Umeed pe duniya kaayam hai.
95. Kissing on the first date? → Nahin yaar. This tag is beginning to make me feel old now
96. Angels → Sure
97. Is there one person you want to be with right now? → I AM old.Ishould have never attempted this.
98. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time in the past? → I can truthfully say no. Phew!
99. You will die Young→ 50 is young, right?
100. You will end with the one you love and learn to love the one you are with → Brilliant. What more could one ask for oh spirit of the blog-tag :)

Spike, i did not even have to answer 82 to 88. Just kept yours.


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Eat, Pray, Love is a book that comes highly recommended - from places as diverse as The Guardian to Julia Roberts. It is funny in that self-deprecating way that so instantly endears the writer to you. After a traumatic divorce and a love affair gone awry, she talks about her experiences over the course of a year as she visits Italy, India and Indonesia - staying 4 months at each place - in an effort to get her life in order. It is a year of self-analysis and healing that she takes up with missionary zeal.
As you follow her on this journey, you laugh aloud every so often as she wisecracks about everything - from the moment she starts praying ("like,.........to God") in sheer misery, to the outcomes of her vow of celibacy for this period (where she accepts that choosing to visit Rome is dangerusly at odds with being celibate).

While she reports her grief with the same funniness as she does everything else, you cant help but empathise with this girl for her bring-it-on attitude to life. Her relentless search for happiness is what has definitely found an echo with most women today - considering that this book is an international best seller and is all set to be made into a movie starring Julia Roberts.
Her stint in Rome, where she learns Italian and diligently steers clear of Italian men, is still an exercise in pleasure as she feasts on pasta and pizza and wonders along with her friends as to why people even bother to cook or eat anywhere else in the world - Italian cuisine is that yummy.




After eating her way out of her wardrobe in four months, Liz proceeds to gain spiritual insight in where-else-but-India. Spending the whole of the four months in her Guru's ashram, she not only benefits immensely from this self-imposed discipline, she keeps you, the reader as much in splits as she did in Rome. From here she proceeds to Ubud in Indonesia to meet a toothless medicine man who had predicted that she would be back to meet him and that she would have put her unhappiness behind her. This is where she fulfills the last verb/noun of her book's title. Ya, She finds love. The happily ever after ending thus finds our heroine at ease in life finally. The thing is, she does all this with an attitude that is, at the same time,determined and accepting.




Like a Sir Galahead of yore, Liz slaughters her own demons and wins the hand of the ....err, crown prince.
The book has its share of new age spiritual stuff that may have been dismissed as blah had it not been so gently shared by the writer. There is a genuineness to the tale that goes beyond the fact that it is a real life experience. It is somewhat similar to the Dalai Lama's stance on Tibetan Buddhism - you really dont need to change your religion and get called something else - if there is something that appeals to you, by all means feel free to use it. Similarly, you may or may not share her beliefs, but there will be much that could lead you to introspect.
And while most of us would definitely find her behaviour radical, it is fair to think that we would love to be able to do all that. March to a different drummer :)








Sunday, June 7, 2009

You know what they say about shaadi ke laddoo - jo khaye woh pacchhtaye aur jo na khaye, woh bhi pacchhtaye. Translated this would read - The sweetmeat of marriage - he who eats it regrets; and he who doesn't, also regrets :) . I think that actually applies to having children. A few years into marriage, you get all emotional about having children. With the first child you are simply obsessed ( I used to get up at night and nervously check if he was breathing). Once you have them you yearn for those freedom days.


Both my kids go to different schools. One is in the fourth and the other has just started with nursery. Everyone advised me against doing this but the problem is that my older son goes to an international school - which translates into a Very Expensive School. Since my toddler was merely going to spend a couple of hours at school for the next 3 years - I thought it made sense to send him to another, less expensive, school. Which actually meant that their shared vacation period was a total of seven days. Now my younger son has started school while the older one is going to be at home for the next two months, almost. This means poor me gets no time off at all. Add to this the fact that the older one has suddenly decided to become a smart alec. He thinks saying things like "you are such a lazy mom" in front of a queue of people waiting to board a flight is hillarious stuff. He has also gotten umbilically attached to his birthday gift - a psp. Which means I have to repeat every single sentence a couple of times before his brain grasps it. And the younger has this "violent streak" in him which shows up at alarmingly regular intervals these days. The genetic basis of his behaviour was being animatedly discussed at our house as all of us are such thanda thanda cool cool types. Finally after a visiting cousin named him Osama (after watching him pull his brother's shirt in anger yelling " tu ruk mujhe maarne de" for having dared to pull his cheeks"), we decided he is a throwback to some neanderthal ancestor.

Cute na? I can't wait to see what new problems I will face in the coming years. ( Yep that's me being sarcastic.)