Saturday, October 27, 2012


                                                           My pencil sketches :)

That's how problems grow.. if we run away.. intermingled and difficult to decipher...  Difficult to find the correct way out then...

Emotionless face but a turbulent mind... 



The window to the other world..

Keys to freedom...
Lighting the lamp of hope.. the dark days would pass...

Ball pen sketches

Always intrigued by Ganesha.. His eyes.. mesmerize me...
Auspicious moments !!

Drawings with glitter pen 

Was supposed to look like a dagger :P

Water jug..

Ganpati Bappa Morya

Wedding gowns !!

I have always fancied Christian weddings !! I love the gowns..
Here are some I sketched :)

My personal favorite :)

Flaunt those perfect shoulders!!
Love this one too :)


         It's a wonderful Saturday afternoon... I am lazing around reading my last book of the Fifty Shades  Triology in my favorite pink-white dress. My hair smells awesome of the leave on conditioner I just dabbed. I am in that oh-so-happy mood.. But yet again Mr God and his plan B... arghhhh
        Knock at the door, the society secretary wants to see me. As I climb down to the office, eight gentleman are sitting - Round table conference ehh guys!! They ask me about my details and then rudely tell me I need to empty my rented appartment - STRICTLY BACHELORS NOT ALLOWED... And then the gentlemen are not-so-gentle-anymore... They start shouting in alien language, talking to each other and making me look like a fool. They tell me they'd draft me a notice and also notify the police and here after I can talk to the police directly... Excuse me... And the male chauvinists they are they don't let me talk... As I clear my throat and request them to talk to the owner of the flat, they deny. And then from nowhere, one of the rude-grey haired-uncle-who-looks-like-a-villian shouts at me "YOU DID WRONG. YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE STAYING HERE.ENOUGH IS ENOUGH, THAT'S IT WE ARE DONE" I was tongue tied. I started moving out , only to turn back and tell him he was rude and dint know how to talk to a girl. This required a lot of effort, a part of me just wanted to cry for being shouted at and the other part wanted to shout back, and that's what I did, though calmly... Calling a girl in an office with 8 people (though they all belong to good families and we are right in between the society in the office) is incorrect. 8 pm is incorrect. And shouting is incorrect tooo. Not acceptable... absolutely not..
    By the time I came back, I was all shaken and shivering. Damn it.. when am I going to change.. And then the tears - they flow.. And I absolutely don't know why.. Why did I cry? Am I weak.. beyond doubt .. yes I am... Am so angry with them but more angry with myself.. When I did reply back to him then and there, why did I have to cry when I came back...

Quilling and painting....

Meanwhile.. I have been learning to quill paper :)
And its fun :)

These were supposed to look like orange slices chopped in semi circles... Unfortunately , they don't!!

Duh!! I tried...


This was supposed to resemble a peacock feather..Duh again :P


And this is a painting... It was at SM's ( friend @ office) desk. As soon as I saw it, I knew I wanted to paint it.

Paranthey wali galli @ Delhi

Happy Saturdaying people!!!


The obvious and the understood...

      Spare me if the title doesn't justify what I am going to rant about, and yes this is a rant so gleefully skip if you are happy.

        Last night while I was chatting with NC (my cousin sister, who is studying gynaecology in some remote college) We both have a very happy life, we are both happy with our professions (*not exactly happy, I guess the correct word would be successful, working and earning enough for a living*), we are average looking and our parents are proud of us (ye ye ye) . We are not burdened with the usual get-married-soon-rant from our parents, though they do once in a time talk to us about it, but not been forced like the other friends. NC said the obvious yesterday, she said she was alone, she felt very lonely - the obvious, but something we din't want to understand. Busy with our careers and always thinking we were complete
in our own lives, we never thought we'd need a partner. I guess she is stronger when it comes to this. I am not, I gave up long back.. but then a break up followed and things are really not that great in my life too... She is alone and lonely and I am lonely in a crowd and it hurts.. It hurts to be alone and it hurts when you know you have someone but you are still lonely.. But this was what we wanted right - a stable career, acceptable looks, a degree, a group of people we can call friends, a good happy family, siblings and cousins who understand us and stand by us - but we dint know we'd face this some day. I feel lonely too I told her, she said she is happy she works weekends and I told her how I dread weekends. Though I am happy drawing, painting,singing, dancing all by myself, but then again what more do I want ? Why do I want some one to talk to? Why ? Why can't I be alone and happy? NC said she wants to get married, it was like yesterday when we laughed at mum and aunty for talking "MARRIAGE" to us. I don't know what to say, this was the obvious just that we dint want to accept...
      And then again thinking about a new relationship, I feel so tensed. I am such a big loser, couldnt keep the one I had, then how do I assure myself that I am ready to take the leap and say an "I DO" to someone.. Why is life so complicated? What is wrong with me? When the feeling to belong to someone and to have someone all  for me makes my inner lady smile, why does she in a split of a second give me that devillious grin and provokes me to think if I can really do this... OMG.... I wanna be happy like the other gals out there, happily engaged and then happily married... but doesn't look that easy to me... And believe its the inner turmoil, I don't trust myself anymore.. I am scared..
       Hope NC gets someone real soon.. One lucky guy he is going to be :)
Am so uncertain about myself though !!

Friday, October 26, 2012


           It's a wonderful Friday morning!! Birds are chirping outside, the sun rays enter my room and warm me up. I got up in the usual I-dont-want-to-go-to-office-rant. I let my ipod sing beautiful tunes. My aching body asks for relaxation and some pampering. So here's what I did all you beautiful gals and I want you all to try this -

             I warmed up the bathing water and then indulged myself in an awesome bath. So, get some aromatic candles. I am gonna get some .Remember to light them up some time before you enter the bath and put them off before your bath, you dont wanna end up suffocating. But for today I dint have them, so they are optional. I was late already but then it was "indulgence time" , so big deal!! will reach office 30 mins late, now that wouldn't stop the earth from revolving , will it ? As I massaged my body lightly with my aromatic litchi-purple shower gel, I felt good. Wow!! Try it people, its fun and relaxing and good. Then , I dabbed some litchi-purple lotion on my body. Feels like heaven already. Energized sensed!! I am loving it :) I sprayed my favorite perfume... INDULGENCE :) SHEER INDULGENCE :) I am feeling so so happy, my perfume, my skin soft from the warm aromatic bath, my lovely pink kurti...

            Go ahead gals, indulge,do something good to feel good... It may be a bath, a talk with a friend, a small hug when your partner wouldn't really be expecting it, a small something for yourself, a plate of chaat, a slice of cheese cake or wear that favourite dress of yours, take out those lovely heels (thats what I do, I unwrap my golden heels , wear them and roam at home and then keep them up again... wow :) how happy it makes me) , gift yourself a flower, paint, sketch, sing out loud... Indulge.... Make yourself happy :)                   HAPPY WEEKENDING !!!

Things I love...

          So, finally I bought myself two canvas to paint on. And I did. They dint turn out to be very good, but not too bad either... I loved moving my brush on the canvas slowly mixing the different hues and shades... And I tried painting a face... much to my horror... but I am so happy I tried :) Here they are -

And I tried paper quilling -

And water colored a ballet dancer -

And I wrote the letter "D" -

Mistress of MISHAPS!!

Bewildered... This world is such an unsafe place. Ain't it?

I am crossing the road waiting for the signal to go red. The pedestrian sign goes green, I start walking on the zebra crossing. When I just a couple of feet away from the foot path, out of nowhere, a guy speeds on his Pulsar 220, headphones in his ears. I whisper a small prayer, what is he doing God, speeding up when the signal is red. And before I realize what has happened, I am knocked down on the road. After hitting me, the guy crashed on the road too. His bike and him at ninty degrees.My back is warm from the friction and my body is shivering. Tears start rolling down my cheeks.

Now coming to me being the "Mistress of MISHAPS". Two days prior to the accident I slipped in front of my bathroom. There was water on the floor. I had a bucket of warm water (*hands folded in prayer*) Thank God, it was just luke warm, as the lights had gone, had it been a normal the water would have been super hot, and I would have had burns along with the crash. So, I ended up spraining my right ankle, hitting my head on the wash basin and a painful back. Wet and aching, I sat there for another hour and then retired to bed.

arghhh... I am so angry. I had a viral, then a throat infection and a UTI and then a reverse viral and now I have an injured back (doesn't let me sleep on my back, have to sit perfectly straight with my back screaming out 'touch me not'), twisted ankle and body ache... :(

Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Its here [O]... yeeeeeeeeee

My Gtalk status msg :- Finally... its here [O]

K's Gtalk status msg :- Indeed finally its here [O] !!!

Our little secret.

Thanks Dad and Mum :)

We are so happy, we cannot tell you :)

We are so happy,we cannot wait to get our hands on you [O]...

Friday, October 12, 2012

What am I upto..

So I have been reading and reading and reading and doing nothing else. The fever and the weakness doesn’t let me do anything else. Poor K has to sweep the floor, get food for us (he tried cooking for a day or two and then he knew it wasn’t his cup of coffee),wash the utensils and then again pay attention to me (I know how reluctant I am when it comes to eating medicines) So I read a lot of blogs and felt totally insane.. I should stop writing, I guess. After reading other people write, I feel like all I write is crap. But none the less, here I am today coz what else am I supposed to do after working 8 hours, facebook being blocked in office and have to wait for K to pick me up.. Well yes I can read.. but then when am I supposed to rant :P

So yes, I read the all so famous “Fifty shades of grey”, followed by “Fifty shades darker” and am gonna start the “Fifty shades freed” soon… No mischievous smiles please, but I really couldn’t swallow the book- its actually grey and dark, though I like the budding relationship between Ana and Christian and I absolutely love the way the story goes, but all the sex stuff… Its too kinky , I mean I couldn’t take it.. But now that they are happily married, I am happy too.. Hope it has a happy ending  And yes, Christian Grey- his description is heart –winning. Almost Greek God like  Though nothing else from the rest of the book and I mean absolutely nothing else, I’d love to have Ana’s wardrobe and ride the “Tango Charlie” (Grey’s personal chopper) and go sailing on “Grace” (Grey’s personal yatch) and have my man propose me the way Grey did in a room filled with flowers and an Opal ring *wink*wink*

“The Slayer of Kamsa” is an excellent write. We all know about Kamsa as Krishna’s cruel uncle, but how he rose to power is something I was unaware about… And this is absolutely lovely book to read about that. Thought the starting pages made me put it down real soon, but once I digged in further, it was awesome. I loved it. Am waiting to read the second part..

“Eat, Pray , Love” was good to read, though I strained my eyes due to the tiny font, but anyways it was worth it. The description of Italy has left me yearning to go there. Given the food lover I am, I cannot resist the pizza, gelato and the other yummy food items mentioned it the book. For someone who meditates to come out of the usual life problems, one can actually relate to the Indian life of prayer depicted. I’d really like to know where exactly is the Ashram mentioned. And falling in love, how beautifully put down on paper by the author… Waiting to watch the movie now(yes, I have been DUMB enough not to see it yet)

“Cocktail” is a collection of usual life, love stories. On longing, loving, lusting, they are the kinds you can actually relate to real life. Simple English, nice big font, ease of reading 

“Coma” by Robert Cook is a novel about the mysterious coma cases and the organ trade there off and how a budding intern tries solving it. Being a girl, the way she wants to make her mark in a male dominated profession and the things going on in her mind are beautifully put down. Though after some time , it seemed like a normal Hindi film plot, but none the less a nice read 

Preeti Shenoy’s “Tea for two and a piece of cake” is a must read, not only for the story(which seems so real that I almost thought I was there..) but also for the way it has been written. How a Greek God and a rich one mind you falls in love with a plain Jane and then get married and how the monotonous life and difference in opinions later make her break the cage and fly, face challenges and yet boldly face every storm. Hands off to the hands that rock the cradle, surely they rule the world!!

That's all from me now guys.. Have a great time :) Happy weekending!!

Bed bugs.... eeeeeeksss

It all started with the earthworms followed by the pigeons and now it is the “Bed-Bugs” (*eyes rolling*) I mean... Who would want their birthday week to be celebrated with bed bugs!

So, the other night when Mum, K and I were trying to catch some sleep, we felt tiny pricks. Not that this was the first time. I had been telling K over a long period of time that I felt something was biting me through the night, but given the lazy bums we are, we dint bother, until that fateful day. So , it was beg bugs everywhere, climbing down the walls, dancing upside down on the ceiling and having a relaxed time on the floor. Before we opened our eyes to realize the risk we were in they were already in millions attacking us from all the sides. So, we spent a sleepless night followed by an early morning session of pest control, which only added to our woes as we had to stay out for around 4 hours. That dint help much either coz irrespective of the “HERBAL, NO SMELL” pest control treatment, it left us coughing and our noses running. It was horrible… And then followed the regime to clean the complete house once again, dry the blankets and clothes and what and what not which were sprayed by the pesticide…

Ewww…. Hell of a time…

Moments to cherish!

 When Veer was really little and wanted to nap he would climb in my lap and hold onto my neck. In a sitting position and holding me tight, h...