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11.07.2014

2016-11-15T16:27:00.000+05:30

This was the date on which the last post was posted on this page.

And while contemplating what to really write, the world just change.

The Indian/Modi Government decided that the cash in your pocket is useless, and worthless, and that for the next 50 odd days, there will be major hiccups, and what not while running your households. Minor expenses such as vegetables (from the thela wala vendors), will become a task, as you search for change under the mattresses and the sofas!

While, Shayon disagrees with me, there will be major ripple effects that our maglomaniac PM forgot to take into consideration. Though, I must appluad him for taking this bold step.

And, while, we were reeling under the shock of our worthless money, a bankrupt, misygyonist, racist, tax evader, capitalist maglomaniac won the elections in the most powerful country in the World! He did Trump us all.

And amongst all of this, do you all even remember what were you guys upto on July 11, 2013, when the last post went up.
I know that I was probably still hungover from the birthday party that Shayon had a few days before! And was probably getting ready for his "most epic journey" to Rajasthan with Raj.

Today, right now, Raj is a dad to a handsome baby boy. And we have Rathin and Gandhi, who are proud dads to their respective daughters! And the world has truly changed.

We have finally entered the much awaited quintssential world of adulhood. There was a time, when once, we sat around talked about the parental pressures, and the pressures of the work. Are we all truly settled in our lives? Will Raj, Rathin and Gandhi, remember their times and their struggles, as they start imposing rules and regulations on their kids when the growing up happens?
Now, that would be an interesting thing to see!

Here is to changed times and adulthood!

Soccer vs Football

2014-07-11T15:34:00.001+05:30

All things done and said, Brazil’s defeat against Germany attracted too many unsolicited reactions.

Suddenly many so called Brazil fans also switched loyalty to Germany. For them now Germany is a better ‘team’ and they should win the world cup. Also I must say that some of the funny quotes /pictures doing rounds in the Internet are really hilarious.

But you can not discard decades of entertainment and excitement Brazilian football stars have provided just based on their one bad day at play!. Probably stars were not in their favor on that fateful day.(with few stars even missing!- Neymar, Silva)

Brazil caught the imagination of the world , which also includes fish loving bespectacled race simply by virtue of their magical touch with the ball. They taught how to romance with the ball (no pun intended).

All the slicing and dicing of match statistics would tell you that Germany were far better team in the match. Game plan, strategy, mental strength, physical strength , co-orndination, ball possession blah blah ..Germany gets thumbs up for everything. Probably this is the reason why Germany has been so consistent over the years.

But is not sports about those few moments when sportsperson transcends human boundaries and creates magic with his/her creativilty?..display skills which we thought was never possible?.. Brazilians player have been doing that for all these years to keep the game ‘beautiful’. Let not one effing match take that from them.

Disclaimer: I am not a avid football fan. Just a passing though. As a matter of fact I don’t like any sports that involve too much of physical contact :-/

When I escaped death !!!

2013-06-26T10:00:00.001+05:30

12th June'13, 10.30 pm : I was driving back from a dinner party at dizzying speeds of around 80 KMPH inside a city. Then in my psychedelic drive (yes I get high without alcohol), I saw a signal square few 100 meters ahead. I decreased the speed (Signals are switched off after 10 pm in Nagpur so exercised caution) to 60 KMPH (I am an engineer and I like my exact figures) but my car jumped off a speed breaker which I could not spot in the city darkness. I thought I controlled my car by the time I reached the signal square but baaaaangggg !!!

Few seconds later - I realized I was still alive!! saved by the airbag. Take a note everybody.

The same day during daytime around 4.30 pm, I was feeling restless with a feeling of fear & anxiety inside me. A friend inquired and I replied back "I can feel something bad is going to happen with me today".

That night I was hit by a speeding car straight (at 90 degrees) on the driver's door. Upon impact of the other car on my door, I lost control and probably in place of putting my feet on brakes, I put it on the accelerator; my car jumped off a pavement bringing down the signal lights pole.

Next I along with my dad and uncle were in police Station feeding them money. In spite of all efforts, a case was registered against me for damaging public property. When I was in a court the next day, I was already famous or rather notorious with the picture of my car and the accident scene in the local newspaper.

My next hearing is tomorrow. So before turning thirty I have got the experience of police and court !!!

My dad did not say a single word to me. He must be thanking God that his eldest son got saved. I must value my life more. My car is in workshop fighting for it's life - yeah that's true, it will need the healing touch of a mechanic. My car saved my life. The Skoda is hell of a strong car. In my brother's words "poorey 10 laakh wasul ho gaye gaddi ke".

Today, after two weeks I sit back writing this post and thanking God again. When I drive now, I get flashback of the accident and the crash sound still rings in my ears sometimes. That makes me a more considerate and alert driver.

Once I had read "if God has saved your life, that means it was worth saving". Cheers to life.

Music time

2013-01-14T00:34:00.001+05:30

Hi all,

I recorded this bit when Sam came to Bangalore... quality of the video is poor. enjoy.

The world we live in

2012-12-30T04:43:00.000+05:30

Long time ago, by an instantaneous miracle, our world was created. So it happened Naari & Purush came upon to dwell upon this new world just so abruptly; both equal and complementary. The beginning was an Utopian dream in hindsight. Legend has it, the world would remain just so beautiful as long as a particular ring was out in the existential world. It is said the essence of life was inscribed on the ring. The inscription itself was indecipherable to anyone. Thus Naari and Purush explored the new world and lived happily together in harmony.

With passing time, the numbers grew and to manage numbers a structure was required. Thus came upon the reign of Sabhyata. Under it rules were established and responsibilities marked for each possible classifications of the race of Naari & Purush. There were boundaries set both territorial and abstract, which strictly were not to be crossed. The Utopian landscape was getting some shape & structure. The ring was still out there though; thus the race of Naari & Purush began to bring order to the explored new world.

As Sabhyata's reign went on, the race of Purush began to realize their natural physical superiority. The thought of dominion gradually started corrupting the minds of Purush. Them being powerful, the race of Naari would not be able to stand up to them.Thus Purush began the exercise of twisting old rules and creating new rules to accommodate their desire for dominion at least over half of the population of the new abstract territory Samaaj.

The reign of Paurush just started. Purush were not oblivious of the ring that was out in the world and which could undermine their dominion. The hunt for the ring was started on a massive scale. It was found and brought to the Sabha of Purush. The Sabha decided to paint the indecipherable inscription about essence of life on the ring so that the dominion can continue forever. The race of Naari and some good Purush protested and stood against the Sabha demanding no discrimination against anyone. The Sabha did not bother and in fact punished the protestors. Life went on.

The ring was still out in the world but the essence of life was painted and the inscription erased. So all was not well in the world. The good dwellers of the world somehow managed to get hold of the ring from the possession of the Sabha. They took the ring to a foundry and re-instated the inscription. It seemed world will be the same again, everyone on equal terms living in harmony.

The Sabha of the Paurush reign then resorted to harassing the race of Naari and harming the group of Purush who went against them. They regained possession of the ring and decided to get rid of it once and for all. The inscription was dented by an evil goldsmith Purush and under heavy security, the ring was taken to Volcanic Mount Agnipariksha and thrown into its fiery core. Thus, melted away the ring which was 'painted and dented' and the ring was lost forever.

That day onwards, a gloom has prevailed in the world. The Sabha of Paurush reign is still not in realization of the reason for gloom. They think it's a passing phase. But since then it has come to present day. The realization for equality of all races and compassion for everyone around us has to come else the gloom just lingers on.

PS - Today we need a social change. We do not have leaders to guide us or follow. It is very important we look within us and bring the change for betterment in us and in people around us. The government itself has to do a lot and politics has to be kept away from the issues we have today in Bhaarat. We in a peaceful manner should keep the up protest and anger at the apathy of the various machinery of democracy. Unlike Sisyphus, we will roll the ball of change up to Raisina hill.

And Finally we are married!

2012-12-20T18:44:00.000+05:30

This weekend, Shayon and I complete one month of "Wedded Bliss".. ;)

Whether it is bliss or not, well, that requires a lot of questions, answers and discussions. Without going in the details of that..

I want to really Thank every one here on TWM for being there on the most important day of our lives. The presence of TWM members is even more special because they have been a part of our relationship through the last eight years, through our ups and downs.
Through the phone calls that I made to track down Shayon and through the chats and troublesome advice that I took, or simply the rants that I have vented out at so many of you.

The whole thing became extra special with our very own Mannu bhai enthusiastically participating in the dancing and actually managing to do a salsa piece and a disco piece ;) Thanks a ton Mannu!
And to our very own Karma, who clicked some of the most beautiful moments of the wedding :)

To all those who were not there, Shayon and I missed you!

Happy Diwali

2012-11-13T23:37:00.001+05:30

Wishing you all a very happy and a prosperous Diwali!

And its November

2012-11-02T14:10:00.001+05:30

Manvender learning to dance

2012-09-02T23:07:00.001+05:30

My two interesting neighbors !!!

2012-08-19T08:08:00.003+05:30

I have got two neighbor ladies - one is touching 60 & other is in her late 30s .
Lets call the older one - BA & younger one MB ... (The full form , il tell latter) .
BA has problem with my everything - dustbin to couriers .
MB is nice , keeps all my couriers .

I generally wake up at 8 am ... One morning I woke around 6 hearing loud chanting & Puja mantras.
Frustrated & thinking , "kise itna josh aa gaya subah subah puja karne ka", I opened the door but it was so smoky that I couldn't see anything. Mrs. MB was doing some heavy Puja with some three- four pandits.
I just ignored thinking its for a day but bext morning too it happened & the next & it continued for whole one week . I questioned to God "mere hisse ki puja bhi padosi se karwa doge ??"

I generally leave home at 10 am & daily these two ladies are chatting standing at their doors. When I come back in lunch around 3, then also they are chatting . I wonder what the hell in this world they were talking about from past five hours . In fact, in five hours even love birds get bored of each other !!!
In curiosity once I sat beside my door to figure out their topic of discussion ;)
It started with , bai achchi nahi hai ; aajkal bai milna kitna mushkil hai ; bai kitna chuttu marti hai.
OMG , ek bai pe itna discussion !!!

Next , ye neeche wali kaise kapde pehenti hai , bahot show off karti hai . I was amazed to hear this as Mrs BA is having walk with "neeche wali" every evening. Then Mrs. MB started criticizing few of her close friends in the colony.

Now its the turn of kids, uska beta kitna bilkul nahi padhta nahi ,sirf khelta hai. I found that there is only one good kid in my colony that is of Mrs MB.

& the most interesting topic is here, 2 no (flat no ) wali ka 12 no ke saath chakkar chal raha hai.
Oh Fuck, this was height !!!
You dont need "AAJ TAK" in my colony , my two neighbors can give all minute details !!!

Once I was talking a meeting in my home with some ten of my team members . In between , I had to stop as I can hear a loud shouting from outside. To find out , I peeked from my key hole to see Mrs. MB is shouting. I said to my team members , lets have some fun & listen to my neighbors fight :))

The only thing , I can say is that my neighbors are crazy. They have problem with everything in this world.

& my life continues giving them "banawati" smiles whenever I have eye contact with them .

Before I finish , Mrs BA is "Buddhi Aurat" & Mrs. MB is "Maal Bhabhi" !!!

Harmony

2012-08-19T05:15:00.000+05:30

Let there be peace, common sense and good will.

By the way while there may still be special trains to the northeast, you may as well get on one and arrive to experience the region. :)

Rang De Basanti

2012-08-15T22:45:00.000+05:30

Happy Independence to all of us ...

Here is a video of flag hoisting ceremony @Dalma Hills.

We had gone today to Dalma for Trekking.

100 more to go

2012-08-14T23:52:00.000+05:30

I had promised myself that I will not do a countdown, but with each day that passes, the realization of the biggest day in my.. our lives instills both a sense wanting the time to stop right now, and also wanting it to move forward.
So as I countdown from 100th Day to the D Day.. I well, just have a video to share... This is my current favorite song, which makes me pine for Shayon..

Happy Birthday- Mann Man!

2012-08-10T18:19:00.002+05:30

Alrighty, I thought that I would grant you the wish of a no special Birthday post.. but then I thought- To hell with it.. when was the last time I din get my way with you guys.. ;)
(Now that I think about it.. a lot of times.. but then lets not get in the stats)

So here is wishing our very own Rap star a VERY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

God Bless you.. :D

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP'S DAY

2012-08-05T01:36:00.000+05:30

HAPPY FRIENDSHIP'S DAY...

"When u wanna torture someone"

2012-08-05T00:48:00.002+05:30

Agar kisi se dushmani nikalni hai to use apne paise se "Jism 2" dikha do ....

Yes guys it was such a horrible movie. My all time worst movie. The whole casting crew was below average.
Dialogues ka to kuch kehna hi nahi ..
Dear Sunny Leone , you do what you are best at !!!
This type of acting is not your cup of tea .

In 15 min I felt like leaving the theater but one thing stopped me, for which Payal is famous for - "Hooting" .
I can feel the frustration of fellow viewers. All type of comments started pouring in. All the ladies in the theater left before interval . This was now all boys party . Reminded of college time Payal days.
Enjoyed the evening :)

My rating to the movie is : -1/5 !!!

"In search of that feeling"

2012-08-03T10:46:00.000+05:30

Love is everywhere - people getting engaged , people getting married >>> but it is lost in my life ...
I remember a time when the most motivating word for me was "love" ... I would do all those crazy things ...
Today when I look back at those things , I laugh at them ...

In search of that feeling , I watched many romantic flicks but in vain ... In fact I am not having that patience to watch a romantic movie in one go ...
I am seriously getting concerned of myself .... Because of this weird feeling I am not responding to the interested girls for wedding ...

There is one thing I am loving - the extension of my Bachelor days.. The freedom of living my own life ...

What you guys say of my problem ???

Thinking >>>

2012-07-14T08:36:00.002+05:30

For the past two days every morning I open the compose of this page & just keep on looking & thinking what should I write ... This goes on for some half an hour & no topic comes to my mind ...

& today also doing the same thing ...

thinking ...

thinkinggg ...

thinkinggggg ...

Dear Polar Bears

2012-07-11T17:50:00.004+05:30

Please do not set TWM boys as your examples.
You at least come out in the summers, here they hibernate, all year long!

Happy Birthday, Shayon!

2012-07-07T21:11:00.001+05:30

Wishing Shayon a Very Happy BIRTHDAY!
This one is VERY special, considering it is the last one as a bachelor! :D

Congratulations Folks

2012-06-17T20:58:00.000+05:30

The Anniversary Weekend

2012-06-15T16:26:00.002+05:30

And no post? No changes?
Nothing new at all for TWM??

This is serious now

2012-05-28T23:45:00.000+05:30

Friends, on 17 June TWM will complete 5 years!! More than the years at Jsr, amazing!

Let us have a conference to discuss the road ahead and ways to avoid controversies. Kidding!! Just thought of having a hangout, simply.

Using Google Hangout we can have a video conference. :)

TWM HANGOUT

Date: 29 June 2012

Time: 22:30 IST

You should have a Google plus account (visit https://plus.google.com).

Mail me your Google+ id.

TWM HANGOUT will be live tomorrow, tadaan!!

Coming Soooon !!!

2012-05-28T01:03:00.001+05:30

Wedding in a Marriage Series- I

2012-05-24T18:48:00.001+05:30

What is this eerie silence all about? Is it the silence before or that of after a storm.

I sincerely hope, that it has nothing to do with the ‘storm’ that we brewed and then let it go! ;)

Now without getting pulled into any sort of a controversy.. I’ll just get right back to my post.. (I wonder how much discussion will this post ensue… )

So I am getting married. (So is Shayon,and we are getting married to each other, but, this post is solely my own aversions on the whole ‘Wedding in the marriage thing’)

Raj has been demanding a story, and since I am writing a detailed post about the whole thing, let me start from the start.

First, KUDOS to Shayon. It was his push that got the thing settled, had it been solely on me, I am dead sure that we would have been bickering about what the right time is. And, you guys can’t imagine, I actually Googled the phrases “How to break the news about you wanting to get married to your father”; “How to make your boyfriend meet your parents”; “what is the right time to tell your parents about your intentions to get married” etc.

Trust me when I say that, there is absolutely no right time to tell your parents. Shayon had to literally threaten me to go up to my parents and drop the bomb. He had already proposed to me and well, things had to be taken forward, and I did so. Without thing about the mahuratam or the shub ghadi I did, what had to be done. And then later, when things had come to the finalization stage, it was again Shayon who took all the grilling.

Imagine meeting the parents of your girl, ALL ALONE. Trust me, I was more nervous than him. But we skimmed it through.

Obviously, when I had to meet his father, I was accompanied by my parents and sister! And, I was the lost party, because his dad had no real questions for me and I was feeling SUPER AWKWARD because I had no real information to share :P

Now, that the marriage has been fixed, the families are in good terms with each other, lets come to the wedding bit of the marriage.

Here is the first low down, if it is an inter-community, inter-state or for that matter inter continent marriage, unless you are a millionaire and you yourself are paying for the grand wedding *so to say*, be prepared.. to argue with your fiancé, with your family, with your friends, and with everyone else who is gonna come and help you sort out the wedding.

My father had given me strict instructions that there has to be a single channel of communication a.k.a- ALL the official communication is to happen between the fathers.

BUT- I am me. I am the ‘Shaadi obsessed’ woman *I am a Punjabi and I attend atleast 5 weddings, out of which at least one is of my cousin every wedding season*, so you can imagine, I have the whole thing pretty much visualized in my head. But, dreams are just that. Remember, you either are a millionaire or you are not. *So when my cousin got married in Goa last year, that is when things started heating up, with respect to our shaadi and my father made is abundantly clear that the Goa wedding is NOT a bench mark for my own wedding*

So, whilst the news was spreading like fire that the ‘ghar ki ladli beti is finally getting married’, Shayon and I broke our head into two about minor details that were pure imaginary situations.

So first, it was the wedding date.

It was clarified between the parties that none are interested in having the wedding during the ‘bad season’ and the earliest good season for the wedding was staring October/November/December (for the uninitiated, amongst my family for some weird reason, we don’t get married in the same month as that of our Birthdays, so July & September were automatically out, and we were not really keen on Monsoon Wedding)

But, then the shubh dates had to be decided vide the Bengali Panchang which was a tough task, considering the dates had be finalized ASAP and finally the dates came.

The first weekend among the lot, we picked it up, got the venue booked.. and then it was made known to us that the wedding can’t happen on a Sunday, because Shayon was born on a Sunday. So all the Saturdays (in November) that were mentioned in the said dates were tallied with the availability of the Venue, and then the Fridays but none happened. So, it had to be shifted to December. The venue was pencil booked for the December date and two weeks later we get to know that the big boss of the Venue has the party on that very day and booking is cancelled. And we are back to the square one.. finally, some miracle happens and ONE day opens up. THE most auspicious date in the calendar a.k.a 23 November and we book it.

In between all of this, Shayon and I are fighting our own little battle with wanting to hire candid wedding photographers.. wondering what ritual is super important for the Bengalis in a wedding that HAS to incorporated in our very punju wedding.

And Shayon knows nothing. There is absolutely no first hand knowledge about how Bengali wedding happens. And, it is not only him, I asked around a couple of girls too, and they told nothing, because they knew nothing much.

So, well, the ritual bit, still hasn’t been cleared, but from whatever my father has talked to, to Shayon’s Taiji, there is better clarity.

And then there are the dances, forget everything- All I want is dancing at my wedding, and with the way things are going I have no idea how in the world am I gonna enjoy my own pre-wedding functions.

There are too many surprises floating around, I just hope that I am pleasantly surprised.

And there are too many advices and too much of leg pulling happening around.. and you know what, everyone is after my life to lose weight. And trust me I am being pushed. And, I am doing all I can.

BUT. Our very dear Shayon refuses absolutely refuses to move his big butt and make any effort to lose the beer belly *add to woes that he hasn’t even stopped consuming bear* and if any one of you can make him like really make him understand how important it is for my mum that he loses weight and looks handsome, I’ll be forever grateful *Somehow, the fact that he will look slim trim and handsome at his own wedding, doesn’t really help the cause. The carrot doesn’t work L *

Apart from the weight loss advice, there are the other advices about the post marriage things (which due to content restrictions on the site I cant really talk about).. well there is this aunty who very diligently told me that, I should have enough margin in my clothes to get them loosened after marriage, and that I am bound to gain weight… (I still don’t know why was this told to me).

And then, there are lists… of all orders cadres and anything and everything that you can think about.. all I see around me is lists. There is a list for the guests, the work delegation, the songs, the clothes the venues and what not.

I think the guest list itself has been made by four us, and still we are struggling. (and I am talking just my side of the family).

I don’t know what Shayon feels when he thinks about the future, but for me, I think the only reason I am sane is because of the madness in the preparations. Or whatever little that we are doing. Every time, my mother coaxes me to start sorting my books to box them, every time we talk about the clothes that I need to take with me.. I cry myself to sleep that night, remembering my days are numbered in the house, in the neighbourhood where I spent 26 years of my life.

The umbilical chord will in the real sense be cut 6 months from now.

The only saving grace is that the person who will guide me in my new life, is someone who I know (and hope remains mostly same after marriage) and who I know loves me and will make sure that we walk hand in hand in our new journey together.

To end on the super cheesy note.. Love you, Shayon!

To the rest of the TWM- You will get updates of the madness as we get closer to the dates!

And, people please, if you are our outstation guests, RSVP on the Save the date Cards so that we know, how to help if you need our help! (In cases where you are not attending the wedding- I can keep a grudge against you and remain mad at you for the rest of our lives ;))