Lessons of life

I like learning things from around..anything, anywhere, anytime..its fun observing and then trying to imbibe them.Some trivial things I noticed have now become milestones down my memory lane....
1)) Table Manners- There used to be an advertisement,being aired on DD long time..Hajmola candy ki..in which a hostel warden was instructing students on table manners- "Right hand mein knife,left hand mein fork"...one of the students was found to have hajmola in his hands,and teacher asks.."Right hand mein kya hai?" He says, "Kuch khatti kuch meethi.." and then everyone throws the knives and forks,to have food with their hands..
That ad helped me remember, everytime, even now,that actually knife kis hand mein hona chahiye..in formal dinners that I am invited to,this ad comes handy to me :)

2))Lesson of Never say Die-In our school days,we used to have role plays and skit-enactments of english/hindi/punjabi literature books.One such story was about a distraught king;who lost his entire kingdom; gaining self confidence from an ant who tried zillion times to climb the rock.I remember the morale of never say die,from this story because a girl from my class was actually made to act like an ant ;)

3))Lesson of self-hygiene-A cat always ensures that the place,she is going to rest,is clean.It also keeps licking its own body,to wipe any dirt..

4))Lesson of hardwork-A horse never sits,it only picks up one leg,at the time he sleeps.Only if he is ill or about to die,should be lie down.How strong!!

5))Staying fit- If Adnan Sami can do it..then anyone can.All u need is will power,there are no less ways of working out.

6))Lesson to thank others- You should see Every morning,First kamayi of rickshaw-puller-d way he thanks God by making the rupee notes touch his tyre,handle,seat,cushion,rear...is remarkable.

What have been your lessons of life...?? Think and share...

My comfort zone

I have been at home since past two months.When I was in college,the idea of staying for two months @ home was dreadful...why?because I wanted to do internships.stay out and gain some work experience-to secure naukri.Although I did manage to secure one internship for december..for which I will be leaving tomorrow,the very thought of my colleagues interning while I 'wasting' my time at home was too scary for me.Ok,now don't you all raise your eyebrows--i am not a workoholic,but come on,who likes to stay idle for such a long time...
But contrary to these very thoughts, my two months were indeed a bliss..I realized the value of my comfort zone..I understood that I wouldn't have got such a zone anywhere else,had I interned.My parents were happiest,as they got their toy cum driver cum reason of entertainment cum reason not to crib and fight with each other :P
I have no friends in the city anymore.They all are studying somewhere else.I used to get bored sometimes,but the opportunity cost (all you engineers,google this word if u dunno,m lazy to explain) wasn't that taxing to me.
Then I did Vaishno Mata darshan..which I always find so peaceful..then Jim Corbett National Park happened.I admit I wouldn't have enjoyed this much had I interned at some law firm where I would have been insignificantly working, striving to gain some prominence in the hope of being part of the firm.And I was ignoring the comfort zone,I received here from my parents-my home.We discussed about my career.I used to think parents don't know about 'options of today and career options we may exercise'.But how wrong I was,I actually was made to think about alternative career options by my very own mother who doesn't know a zilch of law..
I learnt many things,unlearnt few others too...learnt that the people around you ain't that bad and not every duur ka dhol is suhawana,and even ghar ki daal cn be murgi marabar.I din't know Bhagwadagita also has English translation meant for youth like us..not that I have begun reading it,but I always wanted to know what was this whole fuss about..m glad nw atleast it wud be readable.
Had some depressing moments also,but as long as your loved ones are around, you tackle them with grace.

Tomorrow am off to Delhi and same hectic 4 weeks of gettin up early-travel-work-travel-sleepin early begins.For the first time,im having inertia of rest before an internship (normally im hyper active :P)..because of my COMFORT ZONE.

Express...care....love...be happy

As a logical and obvious extension of my previous post..here I pen down. Don't worry guys, this time it ain't about my cribbing :D.It's about how I pass my time..

1)I mentioned about a cat right,who comes to our house,meows to ask for milk..mom used to give half a cup to her..mm...once or twice a week.It was only I began to notice,how smart and intelligent cats are-(a) from the way they look at you (so sharp incising eyesight full of skepticism), (b) from the way they drink milk (they stick out their tongue and drink it slowly and in a sophisticated way,unlike dogs who go about spilling half their diet on floor and dragging their dishes on the ground,in an attempt to suck the last drop of milk in it) which is so gentle and etiquettes wala :D, (c)from the way they make noise-so environment friendly (they dont add to noise pollution) plus i haven't seen them shitting around @ places unlike cows,buffaloes,dogs,horses (if any).
So this cat happened to stare at me as I used to glance her from inside of the door and she used to be at other side,waiting to get her share of milk.Instead of mom,I decided,I could giv milk to her..well..I felt really nice. May be it's because you are feeding someone needy or don't know what..but I really felt nice.Since that day,i insist on giving milk to her.And now even if I step out,she doesn't run away..instead happily sits by my side,sometimes even showing her affection (blessings may be :P)
see the pic above, this is how she happily stays awhile whenever I am on the porch or strolling in my lawn.I happened to especially take my camera for this.(these are my legs btw :D)

The point is....everyone is hungry for some love,care and affection.I think,instead of waiting it for other person, there is no harm in initiating..FOR SURE you will be reciprocated.If not, then you can be contented with the fact that atleast you tried, you did your part.Animals can't speak,but can surely emote.This cat is one such trivial thing in my daily routine,but sometimes I even wait for her to come..She is a stray cat,and I don't hug her (Ok that was weird :D) or even stroke her (im finicky enough and would wash my hands thrice)..but little gesture for animals (AND ABOVE ALL HUMANS) i think everyone can and should exercise..nahi?? what say??

thak thak..kaun hai!!!

It's funny when you come back home after long time and so many things are different around you.(Ab apne muh miya mitthu kya banu main..hain jee..chalo thodi der ban hi jata hun)-I happen to notice slightest change @ home,even the bed sheet which was there 4 months ago when I left and when I came back.

So this time also, when I entered my room I saw the new bedsheet.But the change that surprised me was, the new doorbell we got. It's so much different than normal doorbells we have.If someone presses it once, there will be a tune of one song-could be "didi tera dewar diwana ki shuru wali tune..or tht hiccup wali sound before "kisi disco mein jaye jaye"..2-3 other songs also,which thankfully I forgot.If the person presses the doorbell twice,which as a matter of fact,many people do it and to my already building frustration due to doorbell,both musics play.By the time the music ends,the person enters the house...and Gosh how embarrassing it becomes when he/she hears it and gives the expression as if "Ye kya akashwaani ho rahi hai"

more so,many a times, the people ringing the doorbells are no less irritating.Some of the irritating types are: -
(1) Chhokra sabun wali saleswoman with girgit ka tel on her tightly bound hair who only has one crammed line, "Didi ko bulao,20 rupaye darjan mein sabun,saath mein lohe ke burush wala scruber muft poore sheher mein nahi milta haiga sirf mere paas haiga..didi ko bulao" [Didi happens to be the lady of the house i.e. my mom and I am instructed to shoo such saleswomen away.I gladly do tht]

(2) Our house number is 4 and previously we used to live in house no.6.God knows what is so confusing to the postman that he brings half of house no.6's present occupants' letters to us..ek to ye postmen hamesha 3-5pm ke beech hi aate hain..when its time for a pyari cute si nap :(((

(3) My maid has a cricket team full of children..they keep ringing asking about whereabouts of their mother..They all come individually or at times the 3rd youngest is holding 2nd youngest's hand and the younger one in her arms asking about their mother who can breast feed the youngest one lying and crying with hunger :| :| :|
WHAT SHUD BE DONE WITH THESE IGNORANT PEOPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(4)its been rare that something comes for me.Be it a letter or someone.Gosh,neighbourhood aunties who have the knack of talking endlessly and whenever u ask them, "aunty juice laoon?" quickly they start whining about how full their tummy is even when they had migraine in the morning, leg ache in noon,nausea in afternoon,but nonetheless wouldn't mind a glass of juice!!!

Woops..here rings the bell..I hope its something for me this time.I'll check out then.Till then u carry on and share with your doorbell experiences and uninvited visitors you loathed or mocked at.

Borrrrredddddddddd,,,,,,

Either I am used to of getting bored or boredom is used to of haunting me.It seems every time boredom used to hover around the city like a dark black hawk (hawks are of other colours also..i picked up this one) he..ok i will use she..khekhe..she finds me..rather smells me from miles above and miles away and pounces on me..and I feel I am the only victim of hers as everyone around me seems busy. :| :|
Dad is for sure busy,mom is busy,my maid is busy,the street dog who comes everyday scratching is paw at the gate for a kal ki baasi roti and some milk also has a damned fixed routine and host of other activities to do (after he enjoys this sumptuous feast at our porch,he happily marches away to glory and i am sure must be boasting to other gali ke chhichhore dogs that he has a thikana from where he collects his 'hafta' daily). I always tell my mom, he won't come to rescue whenever *god forbid* something happens in which ideally (or rather filmishly) dogs become the ultimate saviours.Who knows wo kutta kahin ka kisi aur ghar ka namak kha raha ho!!!....
How unfortunate that mom still feeds that 'kaala kutta-Shani Dev ka vehicle' it seems!!

While I try to study (don't start raising your eyebrows abhi se..on-campus recruitment is on in colg,and when evry1 is interning and are busy(shit again busy), I have to do something)..I most of the times end up making a bird with aeroplane sized wings,a kite with extra long tail and a circle having an inscribed square which has an inscribed triangle and then i try to count total no.of triangles so formed excluding the curved arcs ones..by that time I realize,I spoilt one whole sheet of paper!!

This semester even colg was boring..nothin significant to do..Haye rabba kahin aisa na ho that when i get busy, i miss getting bored..but for now,i miss being busy.

As we Love.................

A little walk of togetherness,
with few steps of warmth
An occasional meeting of eyes,
amongst zillion glances and tries.

The thought of yours overwhelms me
with a dash of nostalgia and glee.
We smile,we think..We think and then we smile,
of countless caresses we exchange all this while.

Love is in the air,sure it is around us,
Cupid played his part and used us.
And now we find around us, the same welcoming breeze,
no wonder we both feel weak in the knees.

The heard beats in your rhythm
with an incalculable urge, I cannot fathom.
I find myself getting crazy for you
a feeling never felt before,but I know is so true.

Love is a mixed emotion,a prized feeling,
that has set our hearts rolling
in the special world of their own,
with is everywhere around us,but yet unknown.

Time and tide wait for none

A famous saying.. "Time and Tide wait for none"
9/11 happened, we were shocked, we mourned, reminisced..
11/26 happened, we were all the more shocked, cried, mourned and reminisced.
Gradually we get over with it...Well this scribble isn't about general awareness and media upheavals from time to time. It's about me..

When I was in school, a part of me never wanted to get out of my hometown and leave my school, my school friends. We have had our share of concerns and sorrows as to how will we all find new friends once we cross the contours of uniforms and bicycles.

That happened almost five years ago.And now, I'm merely in touch with them.We post on fb,scrap on orkut,occasionally gtalk and rarely talk.Whenever I'm back home, they aren't, probably due to the different academic calendars we have.The gap widens..previously waiting to be bridged, but after sometime, losing this very hope and turning into a fragile sense of satisfaction that atleast "we're in touch".

Now I feel,my college friends are my ultimate source of fun,frolic,enjoyment,emotional boost on whose shoulders I can pat and make my head fall.And the time is nearer,when we all will bid goodbye..this very thought brings a chill down my spine.Yes,I admit I have been emotionally dependant on them many a times and may be that makes me feel weak from within.

But what I ponder is,will time again play its game and make these friends of mine, yet another acquaintance which I will proudly be "in touch" with?? For sure, destiny will make us journey separately where our paths might not even cross.I don't know if I am mentally prepared for that.And even if I am..will that be a smooth and subtle transition?

I guess, I am answering my own questions. Yes perhaps I will sail with time.But how ironic is this whole fiasco...we take time in coming close to each other,just to realize that now the time has come to distance ourselves.Isn't it??