Me- A super hero!

In a good mood! Probably so because of great sales offers! Ability to zip through numerous malls at the speed of light thanks to my supercool faux leather cloak!

And this is how I'd get when mean..Beware of that lasso!

And this is what you can be!
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Saying goodbye

Life had lost its charm for her ever since he left.
A caring family couldnt compensate for what had once been the vortex of her life.
A caring family, no doubt..but with families of their own to run and look after.
And she became a jigsaw piece-that couldnt go missing but wouldnt fit in either.
Yesterday, she exchanged her flailing strength for a new burst of life,
her confusion for peace.. her confinement for wings...
I like to think she is happy someplace, enjoying the sunshine..
Dimma, Dada and me in happier times.

All of ten!

Thats how old my resolutions are..and I am still sticking to it :) No mean feat considering I live them for a couple of days usually. Well, I did start a week earlier this time so that I was into the habit by 1st. so that makes 17 days! (yeah..i get bitten by the perfectionist bug at times)
Time for some pats on the back too. 2008 hasnt been a fantastic year but its been good. I have gotten a lil more ambitious , made a little more money, stuck to an excercise regime, had lots of genuinely good times with friends, moved into a new place, read many books on my list, caught up with great movies that I had always wanted to watch..a lot of nice memories, small and big.
I am content. For now. Its a nice change to write a happy post at the end of year :)
So though the hangovers are long cured and the happy flush of the holiday season wanes, though my hair is out of its straightened fix and running wild again, though January promises long work hours and longer schedules... the going is good! On that enthusiastic note, Happy new year!

The only thing better....

Than John Abraham on a bike.....
Is Tom Cruise in a plane :))



P.S: After-effects of TopGun one late night..

We won the Mumbai war??

So claim the television channels...they have been preceeding every news byte about the blasts with "How the war was won" ..
We lost 187 innocent lives...thankfully it wasnt more..but its a lot! War won?
We lost capable young brave soldiers..head of anti-terrorist operations..so much experience and youth......War won?
We still have no clear idea how many terrorists were there..there is news doing the rounds of some having escaped.....War won?
Lets get it right..10 or 17 or 24 terrorists against the Indian might..they couldnt have expected to get out alive..they must have known( atleast their masters must have) that they are on a suicidal mission. But the fact that they made the whole country helpless for 58 hours, the fact that they have managed it again and again..is no war won for India.

We are perfect targets..sitting ducks! I am ashamed at our plight..

We dont know whom to look to for help. The people who could have helped are busy saving their arses. The rest are just creating trouble..and the affected ones like me are either venting their ire on blogs or sending mails about peace and harmony...

Open question

Are all the NSG commandos Marathis or Maharashtrians Mr. Raj Thackery?



Hoping you realize there are some truly important issues to be dealt with...

Diwali, the simple way

Day 1: Arrived home early morning. After considerable pampering by mom, was prevailed upon to help clean the kitchen. Spent the entire day doing a very thorough job of it. Shelves were emptied, cabinets were turned out, stocked vessels scrubbed clean and an inventory made. Lunch was a delayed affair with me only wanting to go and snooze. And snooze I did, till I was woken up late evening with Papa insisting that we go Dhanteras shopping. Staggered home at 11 in the night by which time I had a sore back and sorry limbs.

Day 2: Woke up fully intending to spend the major part of the day in a parlour..god knows i needed it. But me being the Monica incarnate that I am, decided to take on the other rooms instead. So the crockery cabinet was tackled, the linen was aired etc..I finished well in time to be able to manage an oil massage and a curd conditioning. Visited V in the evening at his home. Mamma refused to let me go in my jeans and tee gear and insisted on dolling me up in a chudidar instead. So, although I looked a tad bit over-dressed, I did look nice (even if I say so myself) Later we took a drive later through the nicer parts of town. Home in time for early supper and some bedtime reading.

Day 3: Last leg of cleaning operations. A quick visit to the office for the morning pooja. A typical Bong lunch with luchi (better known as puri), begun bhaaja(fried aubergines), alu dum and payesh (kheer). Another long snooze and a few preparations for the lakshmi pujan. The rangoli posed a problem as I usually take a day to fix on the design and most part of the evening to get it right :P. That luxury not being available this time, I made do with a simple swastika pattern..made it look like a stylized fonts...:)) Was dolled up again, though I didnt look half as good as my mom this time. Post the pooja, a few crackers were burst in true noisy Hindu tradition..but the rest of the evening was peaceful enough lighting diyas and fireworks. This is my favourite part of the day. Phone conversations with the closer family and gossip with the folks. And a round of family photographing..auto-click is truly a boon!

Will be back to work and Bangland tomorrow...with memories of a Diwali well-spent..and armed with a big box of namkeen and mithai :) For once, I am not complaining about luggage..