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Am a contradiction of sorts. i love going out and having a good time with friends, and i can also stay home chill out over a book or a movie.. Am very passionate about writing, so give me a topic and watch me float away into wonderland... I Am crazy about music,books,friends and my doggie... :)

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Take a Chill pill

 There are not too many things that irk me.. but yes, there are a few that bug me to no end.... Here are a few,- 

Coffee shop Screeches
I have friends [others who are not really friends, but more than acquaintances and sometimes even clients] who insist on meeting in coffee shops. Agreed, they make a good place to meet, but havent we grown out of these by now? 

Sitting in CCD a coffee shop trying to hold a business meeting.... The TV on the wall is blarring some gibberish, and then there is the music which is screeching via the speakers and ofcourse the gazillion people filling the sofas and chairs who are talking at the top of their voice.. Well, i cant blame the people actually, they are loud cos they want to be heard, which is possible only if they are practically screaming over the TV and the so called Music.. There have been so many instances where i've requested the Cafe guys to turn down the volume, and mysteriously 2mins later, its up again........... Why do i bother? 

Oh, i've also had one of those meets at CCD.... ya ya, you are thinking in the right track vonly.... [atleast i think you are].. anyways, it was such a weird meeting.. There was my favorite music playing on the speakers, and the guy was totally bugged.. Apparently this kind of music is not good for health he claimed [mister, i know it all, i am the ultimate King of the world]... 



Heck, i am the kind who believes "each one to their own"... and this guy had me thinking "nothing wrong if i were to kill him, right here right now... "

Honkers
honk  (hôngk, hngk)n.
1. The raucous, resonant sound characteristic of a wild goose.
2.  A sound similar to a goose's honk: blew a loud honk on the bass saxophone.... 

hahaha, i love the dictionary for giving me these definitions.... How true!! 



Are you a honker? Do you love honking for no reason? Lets not meet, alright!!! Wouldnt want to kill you too.. 

Well, am talking about all those mortals who firmly believe they are special and deserve to be given free way on the road, no matter what vehicle they are driving or how bad the traffic is...

Honk honk.. i want to fly over the long line of vehicles and reach my destination

Honk.. I have to rush, i need to get my brain operated on... honk honk.... 

I need to pee.. it is urgent, cant you see. Honk honk honk... 

Get going mister, go on.. Honk honk.. i dont want to pay parking fee.. go on already.. honk honk honk......ufff..

Am bored, i dont like sitting idle in the car waiting for the traffic to move.. so, i shall honk honkity honk.... 

Alright, whats the holdup? Oh, there is an ambulance.. what the hell, i deserve to be given space as well, i "honk honk honk..." demand... "honk".... 

i am on the bleddy phone cant you "honk" see, the phone is running out of juice, need to "honk" get home and charge phone so i can continue this pointless "honk" banter

Hey cow/dog/pedestrian- "honk"honk", walk fast already... go on, get "honk" going.... 

What the hell "honk".. dammit.. the red traffic light already... "honk"... why isnt it changing? "honk""honk" 

sigh.................... I wish i could invent a device that will deactivate the horns in all vehicles... 

Am tired... gonna go take a break now!

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Oopsy Daisy

Day: Sunday, july 17th
Occasion: Yet another 1st time experience


On 16th july night, called mom and told her about going for a movie on Sunday, 17th july at 3.45... Few minutes later, while chatting with a friend, Gils and mentioned the movie plan and when he expressed interest, went ahead and booked an extra ticket for him...

Sunday, we were at the theater...
I had picked up our tickets from the counter...
We went inside
Went through the security check process
Killed time by yakking away to glory while standing in a never ending queue
Allowed the gazillion people to pass and wondered at how these days, everyday seems to be a sunday for movie goers- Theaters are jam packed, etc etc..... Oh yes, we also spoke about friend's work, office, bla bla....
Finally, queue was fizzling out, we made our way, the "ticket checker" ripped a half of our tickets, handing other ticket to us and signalled us to enter the hall..
We made our way in, found our seats, plonked ourselves and ta da.......... 

Another bunch of people came over, claimed the seat was theirs...
We checked the tickets
M row= Check
Seat No. 17,18= Check
Movie name= Check
Da dooooom.... Date= yikes!!! 

The Tickets i had were for ....................... dont hold your breath... 18th July... whooopsy!! We got off the seats, and walked around wondering what to do... if we could just sit in some random empty space or should we get out.............. 

Ultimately, we got out, spoke to the Man in charge of the screen who said "Show fully sold out, but you can come back tomorrow and watch the movie, tickets will be valid" 


Awkward silences
and funny smiles were passed around.... with me looking at my feet pretty much all the time!! 

Oh well.. happens i guess :)

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Make an impression

I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Age with grace

Age is just a number- I agree to this statement whole heartedly, but i also believe you need to accept your age and help your body cope with the changes...

I see so many people around me who are fighting the battle of "Growing old"... I wonder why? 
I see quite a few who are trying to do what they did when they were 20 even when they are kicking 70... Why?

At home, granpa who is 75+ wants to climb stairs like he did 10yrs ago, he wants to bend, sit on the floor, and be as active as he was 10yrs ago.. Alas, he still does these things, but then slumps on the sofa or bed and complains of knee pain... When i ask him to take it easy, i get a earful about how "all you want is for me to sit and not do anything is it? i feel useless as it is...." ... Why doesnt he understand that though in his head he feels good, healthy, and young, his body has aged and refuses to cooperate? I see this not just with him, but with so many others as well... 

Whenever i visit the airport, or attend a public function, i see some people being brought in a wheelchair...I think to myself "good, atleast they have help and have taken it up", but when i talk to them, i hear a whole different story ... "I hate being in a wheelchair, makes me feel like an invalid... I wish these knees would cooperate and let me walk... cant take a step today, inspite of knee replacement, etc" ... I feel sad on hearing this...  

There are people i know who are less than 30 and have diabetes, or osteoporosis, and what not...in this group, there are a few who wallow in misery, while others just do what they have to do and go about life... Its all about Attitude as well :)

Mom keeps joking about  how her generation and next will probably have more health issues even before hitting 60... A friend of mine who's been married 11+yrs and has 2kids keeps chiding me "woman, i am jealous, you are leading a chilled out life while i am growing old, slaving over a family, kids and a dog" :D

I have also realised that all the abuse we put our body through at younger age, comes back to bite us in the ass as we grow old... 

Am not preaching about exercise, or eating right- heck, i got no right to do so!! :D 
Just sharing what i observe around me... that kinda jolts me to reality and that one day i too could become like them...!! sigh...

Take care of your body today...
More than that... 
Accept that you are growing old.... and listen to your body! 

Friday, July 8, 2011

Flying

Read this on the net and wanted to share...



Once upon a time there was a little boy who was raised in an orphanage. The little boy had always wished that he could fly like a bird. It was very difficult for him to understand why he could not fly.  There were birds at the zoo that were much bigger than he, and they could fly

“Why can’t I?” he thought. “Is there something wrong with me?” he wondered.
There was another little boy who was crippled. He had always wished that he could walk and run like other little boys and girls.

“Why can’t I be like them?” he thought.

One day the little orphan boy who had wanted to fly like a bird ran away from the orphanage.  He came upon a park where he saw the little boy who could not walk or run playing in the sandbox. He ran over to the little boy and asked him if he had ever wanted to fly like a bird. “No,” said the little boy who could not walk or run. “But I have wondered what it would be like to walk and run like other boys and girls.”

“That is very sad”, said the little boy who wanted to fly. “Do you think we could be friends?”
he said to the little boy in the sandbox.

“Sure.” said the little boy. The two little boys played for hours. They made sand castles and made really funny sounds with their mouths. Sounds, which made them laugh, real hard. Then the little boy’s father came with a wheelchair to pick up his son.
 
The little boy who had always wanted to fly ran over to the boy’s father and whispered something into his ear.

“That would be OK,” said the man.

The little boy who had always wanted to fly like a bird ran over to his new friend and said,  “You are my only friend and I wish that there was something that I could do to make you walk and run like other little boys and girls. But I can’t. But there is something that I can do for you.” The little orphan boy turned around and told his new friend to slide up onto his back.

He then began to run across the grass. Faster and faster he ran, carrying the little crippled boy on his back. Faster and harder he ran across the park. Harder and harder he made his legs travel. Soon the wind just whistled across the two little boys’ faces.

The little boy’s father began to cry as he watched his beautiful little crippled son flapping his arms up and down in the wind, all the while yelling at the top of his voice, “I’M FLYING, DADDY. I’M FLYING!” 


Footnote:-
Simple pleasures in life are so much more beautiful than the big ones!!
A sweet word
A caring hug
A simple smile
is all it takes to make our day better, make our heart jump with joy and a smile to light up the face!!!