chai!

Ek garam chai ki pyali ho, 
koi usko pilani wali ho,
cahe gori ho ya kali ho, 
sine se lagane wali ho!


Above cheesy lines are copied from some hindi movie song...i think salman khan movie...describing the essence of the humble chai(in a sexy way though)! my life is incomplete without them trust me! so many health dikkat or diet gyan keep coming on tv, drink this tea, that tea or the best, "green tea" but nothing beats the refreshment and calmness of adrak wali chai!I need my dose of "adrak wali chai" or the compensation "elachi wali chai"...just love them as my brain refuse to function unless I have my morning cuppa of tea.

The roadside chai and bakery "BISSCUIT" are my all time favorites...sounds old fashioned and downmarket...ki farak painda hai! I actually have these favorites places on my travel itinerary and  never miss any opportunity to grab my cutting chai. like this place when I go home, the overnight bus stops at this place in dibrugarh, the early morning assam tea refreshes me like anything. My ex-colleagues in The Hindu must agree with the taste of that chotu tea stall right outside the gate and the biscuit he serves with them...DIVINE! hygiene ki maa behan though, but who cares!

As my friend tanuja reminds me of the kulhad wali chai, which you get in northern india, or thanks to lalu ji sometimes even in Indian railways, the taste is just exotic with that earthy-earthy smell!

What you thinking, go grab your cuppa of tea!

Rain!

You say you LOVE rain,
but you open your umbrella,
you say you LOVE the sun,
but you find a shadow spot,
you say you LOVE the winds,
but you close the windows,
this is why I am afraid, 
you say that you LOVE me too.
                                       William Shakespeare.



Hello there!

Just came back from work, was a tiring and hectic day, lying on my bed and my cuppa of coffee on the table next to me, vanessa carlton thousand miles playing loud in my room...switched off the light and lying down wanna take a little nap! alas!...its terribly hot! like really really hot! I turned the fan to its maximum speed while the thought running in my mind "Shall I buy an AC?!...in Bangalore"! the words sounds like murder to the world famous Bangalore weather!

It didn't rain for last FOUR months!

My time machine takes me back to my childhood(again, yes!) born and brought up in Arunachal Pradesh, where the weather was beautiful as you could imagine. but I HATED it! months used to pass by, without sunrise a single day and heavy rainfall 24x7! Mommy dear had hard time getting our school uniform dried and I remember her running with clothes the moment she spotted that one ray of sunlight. god was sitting up there and waiting, the moment Roli is out, lets get her drenched! every single time without fail and the day I forget the umbrella, DEAD!

Though I hated getting drenched in rain, I always loved the sound of rain, and falling asleep after being cuddled in my velvet red blanket..it used to be so cosy! or make garam garam pakkodas, ginger tea and sit in the balcony watching kids splashing water on each other, dancing, sneezing and laughing at you!

Bangalorean know this strange fact about the city, it starts somewhere in May end, the city will be super sunny in mornings, all of sudden at 3 pm you can see cloud all around, and after 4.30 "RAIN"!
it used to be the time when our classes get over and that chaat guy right outside the college gate!....voila! me and swasti never missed the aloo tikki chaat and those rain trinklets! took an auto, back home and I am inside my blanket...time for my cosy nap while its raining outside!

OK Mr. Rain, too much of buttering now!...ab to aa jao yaar!!!

:-(

college wala Mess!

college mess?!..ha?! you must be wondering what is wrong with me and why I am writing about them. We had our graduation alumni meet yesterday(M S Ramaiah college precisely) and as I entered the college and the foodie in me barked out loud "What happened to our small garage canteen which was of the size of match box, where we used to have our breakfast of masala dosa between lab breaks,tomato rice in lunch and were serviced fungus enriched idly at times! nothing great taste wise but it was nostalgic to see the canteen yesterday.
Memories I saayy!!

I stay in the same college area even today and lemme tell you there are too many mess than my college days with equally funny names, "Bhabhi mess, Kusum mess, Paratha bhaiya, oriya mess, kolkata mess, kerela mess, bachu mess, north Indian mess"...list is very long...phew!

And how dare I forgot?!...our one and only "window mess"!....:-)
OK, our window mess was one and only mess which gives us the access to get food without us bothering how we look! arre,  it was pharmacy dept. canteen and its window was facing our hostel and guess what, one of the window pan was broken, so we used to walk to the canteen in our room shorts, mess up hair and off course all those yawns, make a puppy face to the grumpy receptionist and ask him to pass us the food! and if sweets are missing, one more barbie face! he must be cursing us!..:-D

And that anapurna mess, where the food was fairly ok  until we found cockroach in our "vegetable fried rice"! eekks! never stepped in the canteen again!
The mouth watering spicy chicken of Oriya and north Indian mess and fish of kolkata mess are just yummy!
Every hostel block had these small mess or say shops where we used to get our endless cuppa of coffee and tea and those samosas and cup noddles! our gossip sessions were  incomplete without them and they were blessing in disguise for we poor "girlies"! and if it rains "Masa allah"!


I wish there were time machine!..would love to go back to my good o'l college days and eat at those college wala mess!

21st century love!

Tia is eating pizza...crown pizza precisely...have seen lot of advertisements about the same, felt like trying it today..all thanks to Bangalore weather, is back to what it used to be! gloomy, windy, romantic! the slices remind her of him...he loved them, the only thing as remotely as fast food he liked was pizza! it is almost going to be two months she didn't spoke to him, someone who meant her to be the world sometime back.

Tia never understood MEN and LOVE.

To her, love as someone said, is beyond any boundaries, nationality, caste and uff "what not"(and yes money in today's world)! all those Shakespeare books and stories she grew up reading, made her believe that true love is eternal and blissful!
Little did she realize, its 21st century already baby! the rules are changed, and now its more of a game of countless calculations. the one who displays emotion first, gets treated like a dog and a collar.
Money, "oh yes" is very important, the gifts, flowers,chocolates,shopping etc.  can make or break a relationship. Valentines day is the perfect time, when a smart businessman becomes crorepati and as they say celebrating this day without gifts is equal to committing a horrendous crime! Poor men and their pocket!

Men, on the other hand, are equally complicated! why cant they have the guts to open there mouth! its nothing remotely manly in playing with the emotion of a girl, you like them, say yes, you don't say no! simple.
Why cant you express yourself?! why does it takes almost a century for you to decide what you actually want and then take a 360 degree turn? you like fooling around with a girl and then freeze in your pants in the name of "LOVE". why cant you be honest to yourself and the other person?! it saves you from a major mess! and the best excuse "My parents will not agree with my choice"!
Full stop!

Amiss all this hopahoop, Tia just realize  the pizza is yummy and delicious! something she never tried before, is going to make herself a cup of coffee and is back to her new job, as an interior designer, and the guy whose house she designing next, is drop dead gorgeous! glee glee!! she is picking up the pieces again, is getting back to normal, trying to breathe in the new life and yes, she still believe that there is some idiot, somewhere made for her, who proves her wrong! and the Shakespeare "ian" theory right!

Sigh!!

Just a dream!

        "DARE to dream, DARE to fly, DARE to be the chosen one to touch the sky"!

Exactly a year back, i dared, to quit my job, yes, I decided to quit The Hindu...was not happy with my life, had no idea what to do next..had read somewhere, "Decide and then THINK"!

I did the same.

My friends were shell shocked "Are you mad! you are quitting "THE HINDU", do you realize what you are doing?!I didn't knew whether it was right or wrong!..i don't  know even today!..the only thing i know is if you are not happy or satisfied with what you are doing!..chuck it!..change your life!..you need to take that first step..no body else will do it for you!..you don't have to be like everyone else!...my decision was taken as a immature and impatient decision by an unsatisfied youngster!..people even thought that I am just lying, moving back to Bangalore and joining times of India ..closed my ears and let people talk what they wanted!

After a little technical delay, Streetseven.com will be operational from tomorrow morning, and tonight while writing this blog, I feel a sense of achievement..chota muuh, badi baat!..but yes, I do feel proud of myself!..not to show the world, but to myself.."kuch to life ka kar sakti hun aapne dam pe"! didn't had a single penny in my pocket then....the situation is even worse today!

Got the courage yesterday..will be taking baby steps from tomorrow..i don't know if I will succeed or fail..but someone had said.."proud past, happy today and a hopeful tomorrow"!..IS THE MANTRA!

Amen!!

if there is will,there is way!

I have always heard the above lines in books, classes, lectures and what not!...never took it seriously though...unless the situation become nerve wreaking for me.
Iam a 25 year old girl...aimless as ever...was an average student, love to sit in the last bench and stare at teacher mustaches, used to wonder why they touch themselves so shamelessly in front of students...studied science in plus 2 when i actually loved political science, did biotechnology, "god only knows why",  took a year break to decide what should I study next, continue playing  with microorganisms(M.sc) or wear formals and learn how to be diplomatic(MBA)....zeroed on MBA as the world says it is shortcut to money or job...got placed and joined The Hindu without discussing the salary...had no answer what is my take home unless I received my first salary...should have smelt the rat long time back...but NO!...smarty me!...my job profile was advertising...if you don't know what that means,  you see all those lifestyle or westside advertisements in the newspaper, revenue comes from  people who advertise, so that company's kuber ka khazana is fulled and everyone gets there salary on time!

My job was boring and pretty monotonous!...come to the same old boring office, getting some advertisements, being the prey of those boobies oogling frustrating monsters(who once said I am like his sister, son of a bitch!), that sucker who said once Roli, you  have nice, smooth lips!(my friends call me "good quality lips" till date!), taking  auto and coming back home!(chennai aauto guys charge horrendous amount even to move their ass!) life was extremely boring and sad!...forgot to mention...not even a single remotely cute guy!...every one was of my dad age and i was treated like a spoon feeding baby!

As a result my soul was getting frustrated every passing day!...The only thing in my mind was "i don't need this job"...its hell boring...never understand the concept of selling advertisement for the rest of my life without getting any appraisal or promotion(till i left hindu, this was the case, seriously!)
one strange morning, my stomach started aching, waking me up from my sleep...took some medicine...was trying to sleep again..but "nini" was far away from my eyes..when you are sick your nose becomes extremely finicky, as I getting that fishy beach smell...yes!...i took an Aatoo and rushed to the beach...at 6.30 in the morning...midnight according to my standard though!
The calmness of the beach hit me...WHAT THE HELL AM I DOING?!...this is not me!...i don't love my life right now...its irritating!...boring!...and draining! I wanna get out of this hell....but how?! and when?..shall I quit?..really shall I do that?!....will I be seen as an impatient youngster?!..or shall I listen to my inner call?!...chuck the world and do what I love!....but what I actually love?!...I donno!


You must be wondering what this crap written all above!....why is this girl so confused!...yes I was!...but not now!....I decided to do something!....something which I love!...a bold decision..and if you still confused, I just wrote few lines of my book...my real life story...from a confused teenager to someone clear about what she wants...just started writing my the book today... a hidden desire...something which I wanted to do since ages... didn't knew what was stopping me all this days...read somewhere, DECIDE AND THEN THINK!... that's what I just did!...listened to my inner call.


And the title of the book??... off course, "IF THERE IS A WILL, THERE IS A WAY"!

stay tuned!

Chau!....:-)

agle janam mohe bitiya na kijo!

wo jeena cahti hai...par usse nai pata zindagi usse kya cahti hai!

her mistake?...she decided to go for a movie...night show.

RAPE...yes, once again a soul is striped of her modesty... can somebody be so insensitive?!..not only rape but the serious injuries convicted on her, I can’t even imagine something like this happening to someone...the injuries are so gruesome  that doctors are fighting hard to control their tears?!

WHY DO MEN RAPE?...a question I don’t know if someone has answer to...someone is getting raped as I write this...as statistics highlight that in India Rape happens every 22 minutes...something which we should not be proud off... it’s no fun touching a woman without her permission...it does not make you MEN enough...but prove you to be a coward and bastard!...and who is punished?...off course the victim!...and the thousand questions on her character...the never ending saga of length of skirt and rape invitation, she must be drunk, lose character and the list is endless.

And our legal system truly deserves a standing ovation!

We live in 2013 and follow a constitution of 1947!....what happened in the parliament two days after this incident proves my point!..one MP wanted to discuss the issue in Rajya Sabha and our beloved deputy speaker P.J.Kurien didn’t had the time...why are we so one track mind?...arre ek rape hi to hai...itna kya halla macha rahe ho aap log?!

And as I write this, she is already dead....and govt promises that her sacrifice won’t be a waste, victims will be punished but what I see is drastically opposite...security is beefed up at shiela dikshit and manmohan residence...WHY???..who will rape them?

I don’t blame the govt entirely...it’s our shameless society who don't teaches their son to respect WOMANKIND!...you also have a sister, mother at home.

My heart goes to her family and that young gentleman who was with her that unfortunate night...a father who was proud that his daughter is doing physiotherapy, will bring laurels to family, mother who can’t stop gushing about her daughter, brother for whom her sister was his inspiration...has a full stop in front of them...the scar will be with them for the rest of their life.

Today I feel ashamed to call myself and Indian, my head is hung in shame that I live in a country where there is no value  for a human life, no respect for a womankind!

Incredible India!

RIP Damini!