Wandering scribbler..

There was this contest in Indiblogger recently titled love marriage vs arranged marriage and though I hate writing for a contest or something, I began writing a post on love marriage and arranged marriages... But then I just couldn't bring myself to publish that(I mean writing for some contest is so not me..!!) and that's why I deleted it... Anyway while writing for that contest i was reminded of some really funny old memories of the marriages i attended when i was small... I remember when my two uncles got married consecutively i was about 5 or 6 yrs old.Now my two uncles(who got married consecutively on the same month) are cousin brothers but so close to each other that they supposedly have done everything together so they got married in the same month maybe in a week or two's gap..!.. This the only marriage which I kinda remember the earlier ones that I had been to have always been the ones where I went sleeping with my head on my mothers lap(nearly ruining her bena...

This post is dedicated to the sweetest couple I know and is supposed to be on change(but as long as this is my space,who cares anyways!)... Ritu and Archie! Archie (who i mostly call doggy..!) and who comes under the false impression that I write well is one of my closest friends... Now the reason i am writing this(despite the fact that i love Archie..) is because of the person who swept her off her feet(not literally though..! :p)... Ritu(who's a guy..! ) was one person we always suspected Archie to be in love with but she never told us... She had lovingly kept the card and the chocolate ka wrapper(after eating the chocolate alone...!) that Ritu had given her... So Archie secretly fell in love with Ritu though we had guessed it long back we had really no clue when it actually happened...(though Riko had already given the bhavishya vani that it had happened...!!) Archie told us everything that happened and stuff but she never(never ever..!) confessed to us that her Prince C...

Sometimes people are so optimistic that it makes them irksome....Just like too much light sends down a reflex to close your eyes... In the last few days I've been having encounters with this category of people,the over-optimistic type... People who always say ho jayega ho jayega,mil jayega and everything is possible type of people really irritate me.. I have this friend who's my senior by one year,she dropped a year to study engineering and this year when I gave my engineering entrance exams she gave them with me... She and her mom always criticised my way of studying and even said ki "aise padhne se entrance exams mei kuch nai hota"....We had the same centre for our IIT entrance exam and when I came out saying "thik thak" or rather "faltu tha" most of the time she says "bahut acha tha", "very easy" and stuff...But when the results would come out we would find that she dint even qualify..(she even found the IIT exam to be e...

I came back yesterday from Mumbai.. I know it sounds really silly but i think i kinda started falling in love with Mumbai... The next day i reached Mumbai my dad(who was extremely concerned that i might get lost) told one of his favourite boys(from the office!) to take me to Marine drive because he had hell of a lot of work and a meeting that day... Anyway I reluctantly agreed though i knew i could go there alone and I was too old to get lost... But I dint want to give daddy that extra tension because i knew he had an important meeting... So Kanta(My sister and I call him that !!) came to pick me up and we went to Marine drive... *Info : Kanta is a character you'd rather not know about otherwise this post will turn into one boring irksome post..Lets just say he's the adult Dexter but when he opens his mouth all your preconceived notions about his intelligence vanish...!!* The weather was quite sunny that afternoon and though it was a very rare...

I am in Mumbai yet again and I'm spending some jobless and useless moments here..So I'm spending my time watching people around me,and walking to Marine drive(though its quite far from the apartment..) Here are some of my observations..(as I have nothing better to write!) Yesterday I saw a really cute middle aged couple  in the cab before us,the husband and wife looked quite untouched by the rain and traffic outside...He settled her gajra and she laughed and put her head on his shoulders lovingly... For the few minutes that I saw them,they seemed quite in love and quite unconcerned of the world outside... I am not much of a 'gawk at people' type person but there was seriously something magical and innocent about them which was rare in other cases... As the cab moved past us, i wondered was it just the rain or love is in the air of Mumbai... I saw many more of such couples at Marine drive yesterday and today but they were not as interesting to watch as the...

They say after great sadness or sorrow comes some happiness or normalcy or maybe okay-ness..  But I wonder why that doesn't happen with me... Am i jinxed or something if something like that exists or maybe Mumbai doesn't suit me... Whatever it is, I have never been so homesick in my life... I've come to realize that life is not when things fall into place its when they don't but you juggle through the falling blocks and manage anyway... But it seems like I'm on the verge of losing it (or have i already...)... Or maybe this is what you feel after changing two flights(consecutively..) and not getting what you came for...