Somewhere in 2008 -
Me : How many people are going to be invited for my wedding?
Mom : what? why? where's the groom?
Me : arre, I know, we are yet to find..blah blah etc. Tell no.
Mom : why but? why so suddenly are you concerned about your marriage?
Me : Tell no, please.
Mom : 300, maybe 500 or even a 1000... I don't know. Ask your dad. Why do you want to know?
Me : Nothing...just so that I know how many fake smiles I'll have to practise!
=================================================================
Me : u'kno, I want a nice mother-in-law.
Mom : who doesn't?!
Me : No, like real nice... who can cook really good food.
Mom : how selfish of you... expecting MIL to cook for you. you'll continue being the lazy bum that you are even after your marriage? blah blah blah....
Me : I said she should be a good cook so that she can teach me to how to cook like her. What you thought? :P
==================================================================
Somewhere in 2007 -
Me : Pedha!!
Neighbour : oh wow! for what? you are getting married, eh? Pedha and all?
Me : well...no
Neighbour : oh yeah, when you do I'm sure pedhas will be of bigger size.....
Me : :/
Neighbour : .....and not just any pedha will do, chitale ones...jumbo pedha. each of us will take one whole.
Me : :/
Neighbour : oh btw, what are the pedhas for?
Me : new car, dad bought, today.
=================================================================
Thursday, 30 April 2009
Sunday, 26 April 2009
Reached Pune; 4 days back; to be exact with Baby J and SIL.
Too tied up to write/ check/ comment on your blogs, call/ sms/ return your calls or sms-es. Apologies! (*no, not my marriage*). Just running to the doc and to the chemist with different family member each time, and in the little time that's available, sorting my bags.
Hopefully will be back sooner than expected.
Too tied up to write/ check/ comment on your blogs, call/ sms/ return your calls or sms-es. Apologies! (*no, not my marriage*). Just running to the doc and to the chemist with different family member each time, and in the little time that's available, sorting my bags.
Hopefully will be back sooner than expected.
Friday, 17 April 2009
Drainex tag
I call this a Drainex tag since I sincerely hope it flushes out my blogger's block which I'm currently facing. Tejaswini had tagged me this in February :P and I, shamelessly, recalled it today and put my fingers to work, pronto! Movie trashin-bashin', wham-bam commenting freaks that we are-she decides to tag me and I decide to procrastinate, until today. So here goes.
1- Which was the movie that you had waited for with anticipation and turned out to be an utter dud?
A. That every movie I go to the theatres to watch, they are always "waited with anticipation"... and the winner here bees :: Krrish - as a sequeal to KMG, I thought it would be a good watch, as it turned out to be a childish nightmare. And recently, Delhi-6
2- Which was the one most ridiculously stupid movie you watched in a theatre and then thought that you might as well have thrown that money in a well for all it was worth?
A. Try your luck and guess! Hints :: SRK "double"-handedly screws up scene after scene with I-just-know-one-stoic-expression heroine(!!!), who is also so daft that she cannot recognize herself in the mirror. Which movie?? :P
Delhi-6 too.
3- If you had to be in a movie or a scene that you would want really really to be something that happened in real life, which would that movie or scene be and which character would you be?
A. I'd want to be Gabbar. As a kid I assigned characters of Thakur, Samba, and Kalia to my Grandpa, mom n V and rattled "arre o Samba, kitne aadmi the?" and to Thakur (much to my grandpa's irritation "ye haath mujhe de de, Thakur" and 'tera kya hoga kalia.'
ETA :: Ok I dint read the 'happened in real life part'. If thats the case then I'd want to be Akash in DCH.
4- Write three songs that would tell me what you lovvvvvvvvvve to do in your spare time...
A. They haven't yet written songs about Facebooking, no?
My three songs :
Chal akela, chal akela, chal akela... Taking the literal meaning of course - Go for a walk all alone.
Kitabein bahut si padhi hogi tumne - reading Kitabein, not faces.
Chale jaise hawayein - Sit on my terrace and facing the cool breeze.
5- Name a movie you actually thought was better than the book or atleast did justice to the book...
A. None. Seen HP, Devil Wears Prada and trailors of Hello. Books beat them anytime.
6- You are on a desert island... you found the island genie who granted you on wish that he would bring one person to join you on your exile... You have told the genie who you want that to be... apparently the genie isn't all that magical... he went to get that person and you are waiting for the procrastinating genie to get back with that person... What song do you sing while you wait?
A. Objection, Your Honour! Invalid Question. I prefer silence to singing songs. :D Ok, ok, don't raise ur eyebrows - Maybe first I'll hunt for a masakalli, write a msg to that procrastinatin' genie and then sing "kabootar ja ja ja..."
7- One song on your IPOD/mobile that was a huge hit a few months/years ago and the radio stations used to play every hour and seem to have forgotten all about now that you tend to listen to often enough
A. From the movie Metro "In dino".... I loove the song. even when they played it on Mirchi every hr and even now.
8- One song that reminds you of somebody or a group of people... Do inform why it causes you to reminisce...
A. DCH title song. That was the song that we gals were singing while gng to Shantivan on ST (n we genuinely believed it was no less adventure than gng to Goa like the DCH trio)
9- The one movie you saw most recently and which lived upto all your expectations if not more...
A. Fluke by chance - it was ok. at least it wasn't disappointing, like the rest end up to be. Can I mention Zhopdi ka kutta karodpati too?
10- The one song you have heard atleast twice today... either on the radio or the cell or on TV...
A. Me Shingapur madhe aahe. So no routine TV /Radio or cell. Mickey mouse cartoon ka gana suna lekin.
Bonus Question: In view of today being Valentine's day... Well it was when I started thinking of this tag, type down song which is meant to be romantic, but the lyrics make you think otherwise (There are a lot of Govinda songs I know, but try to think of a song not many people would know or think of)
A. Beeeeee lated Valentine, I shall call it. :D ;) I have 2 songs lined up : a. you are my samosa, you are my masala dosa.... I guess it was some famine struck lyricist that penned them down.
n b. Maine paidal se ja raha tha unhe cycle se aa rahi thi. Kiya ting ting ka ishaara mujhe badnaam kiya na - fm Hero no.1 And this person must have been kicked out of transport sector before attempting to writing songs.
ETA :: again i dint read the bracketed info and I ended up with mentioning Govinda songs. Sorry, can't think of any... can't inflict anymore tortures on my CPU.
Fun, this tag! Loved it, Tj! Muaah... *waitin to get bk and chatter endlessly. Let's meet up soon*
Monday, 6 April 2009
Betrayal
... he's gonna leave me for someone younger than me, someone who's "much more cuter" in his sister's opinion, someone who's more fun.
I don't know if I want to blame him. After all, he'd said the same things to me when I'd come in his life. I was his center of attraction, I meant the world for him, I was an apple of his eye. Then what is amiss so suddenly? Why does he do this to me? I can hardly fathom the reason for the distances between us. How did we grow apart... so easily? Is our relation so feeble that someone comes and and our love just drips dry? I have so many questions and he doesn't know the answers! Or does he... and he doesn't tell me? I'm a stranger now? So much so that we let the awkward silence do the talking between us?
There was a time when he shared his life with me. Every bit of it. Now, it is more of a ritual for him to spend the daily 2 minutes talk. And then we are back to being 2 stranger who hardly acknowledge the others' presence. I look deep into his eyes and they say nothing. I see no love, not even pity for me. I know he has outgrown me... he just wishes I wasn't with him. He wants to erase every memory, every moment that I've spent with him.He wants to write me off like a bad dream.
He's forgotten that it was me who stayed up till dawn waiting for him to get back home. He's forgotten that it was me who gave all his rants a silent hearing, not his mother, his father or his sister. Is he so heartless that he disregards all the good times we've had together? The long walks on the beach, the ephemeral hugs, the smiles that set me beaming?? All that gone.... just like that?
He hasn't told me her name. Infact he hasn't said anything at all... but I know it. One of these days, he's gonna leave me... let me go. I have to accept it however hard it'll be for me. Afterall, who cares for an old bitch like me?
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
* Bitch = Female dog.
Disclaimer :: I'd like to believe that this originated in my head while watching some gibberish, hindi movie...which of course, had no relation whatsoever to this piece. If you think you have read it somewhere, some blog/ book, then in no way I intended to plagiarize it. Mera khud ka material hai.
I don't know if I want to blame him. After all, he'd said the same things to me when I'd come in his life. I was his center of attraction, I meant the world for him, I was an apple of his eye. Then what is amiss so suddenly? Why does he do this to me? I can hardly fathom the reason for the distances between us. How did we grow apart... so easily? Is our relation so feeble that someone comes and and our love just drips dry? I have so many questions and he doesn't know the answers! Or does he... and he doesn't tell me? I'm a stranger now? So much so that we let the awkward silence do the talking between us?
There was a time when he shared his life with me. Every bit of it. Now, it is more of a ritual for him to spend the daily 2 minutes talk. And then we are back to being 2 stranger who hardly acknowledge the others' presence. I look deep into his eyes and they say nothing. I see no love, not even pity for me. I know he has outgrown me... he just wishes I wasn't with him. He wants to erase every memory, every moment that I've spent with him.He wants to write me off like a bad dream.
He's forgotten that it was me who stayed up till dawn waiting for him to get back home. He's forgotten that it was me who gave all his rants a silent hearing, not his mother, his father or his sister. Is he so heartless that he disregards all the good times we've had together? The long walks on the beach, the ephemeral hugs, the smiles that set me beaming?? All that gone.... just like that?
He hasn't told me her name. Infact he hasn't said anything at all... but I know it. One of these days, he's gonna leave me... let me go. I have to accept it however hard it'll be for me. Afterall, who cares for an old bitch like me?
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
* Bitch = Female dog.
Disclaimer :: I'd like to believe that this originated in my head while watching some gibberish, hindi movie...which of course, had no relation whatsoever to this piece. If you think you have read it somewhere, some blog/ book, then in no way I intended to plagiarize it. Mera khud ka material hai.
Sunday, 5 April 2009
100 questions!
Sunday and it has been boring. So I flick a tag from DD and do it.
LAST TIMES…
1. Last beverage: Coke
2. Last phone call: My Mom
3. Last text message: On March 14th, from Tejaswini asking if i'm in India or did I already leave.
4. Last song you listened to: Some english song on the radio, can't r'ber.
5. Last time you cried: Read my last blog post, you'll know it.
HAVE YOU EVER...
6. Dated someone twice: No
7. Been cheated on? : No, who'd dare do that?
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? Non
9. Lost someone special? Yes
10. Been depressed? Yes
11. Been drunk and threw up? No... i can't get drunk..atleast in this life...I can't stand alcohol.
LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:
12. Purple
13.White
14. Black
15. Canary yellow
FIRSTS :
16. Made new friends: in school, in college, in colony.
17. Fallen out of love: No, grown out of crushes several times.
18. Laughed until you cried: Many a times.
19. Met someone who changed you: Yes
20. Found out who your true friends were: Yes
21. Found out someone was talking about you: No. :)
HAVE YOU:
22. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: No.
23. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: 95% of them.
24. How many kids do you want to have: ???? Two
25. Do you have any pets: No and I wouldn't want to have any.
26. Do you want to change your name: Initially yes... now NO.
27. What did you do for your last birthday: Sat by the phone. recd wishes from everyone, followed by dining out with parents and finally doing a tag on the blog.
28.What time did you wake up today: 8:30 Sg time. So thats 6 AM IST. :)
29. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching Bheja fry
30. Name something you CANNOT wait for : Ppl to ping me ol.
31. Last time you saw your father: last week
32. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: it wouldn't be my life if i changed it, no?
33. Most visited web page: Gmail/ my blog/ FB/ Rediffmail
WHAT'S YOUR :
34. Name: PURNIMA
35. Nicknames: heeehehee..long list there.. I'll mention the preferred ones here : Purni/ Poo/ PP/ Purnu
36. Zodiac sign: Aquarius
37. Male or female or transgender : Female
38. Elementary: a nice, boring school in Pune
39. Colleges: BMCC.. it rocked!
40. Hair color: Natural Dark brown.
41. Long or short: lill more than shoulder-length
42. Height: Taller than ppl shorter than me, shorter than ppl taller than me. :)
43. Do you have a crush on someone? oh yes! yes, i do.
44. Ever been in love? Yes...so many times.
45. Piercings? Pierced ears
46. Tattoos? No and never
47. Righty or lefty: Righty
48. First surgery: None and i plan to keep it that way for my lifetime.
49. First piercing: 12 days after i was born.
50. First best friend: Poorvaja
51. First sport you loved: and still love - cycling
52. First pet : a parrot that came unannounced
53. First vacation: i think it was Agra/ haridwar etc..something...can't r'ber.
54. First concert: what??!
55. First crush: Mithun Chakravarthy, at the age of 4, mind ya. ;)
RIGHT NOW:
56. Eating: thandi hawa
57. Drinking: nothin
58. I'm about to: get more bored than I'm already
59. Listening to: the vehicles speed by the expressway.
60. Waiting for: trip back home. :( I'm homesick.
YOUR FUTURE
61. Want kids? Sure. :)
62. Want to get married? Of course, why not?
63. Careers in mind? Translator/ interpretor/ teacher. and my dream career is to be a carpenter.
WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?
64. Lips or eyes: Eyes
65. Hugs or kisses: Depends on the relation. I can't hug /kiss random men! LOL
66. Shorter or taller: Taller than me.
67. Older or Younger: Older
68. Romantic or spontaneous: a bit of both
69. Nice stomach or nice arms: Nice Arms
70. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive
71. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship, all the way.
72. Trouble maker or hesitant: Trouble maker
HAVE YOU EVER :
73. Kissed a stranger: Am I SO mad?
74. Lost glasses/contacts: Neva, I'm too careful abt them.
76. Broken some one's heart: I dunno..if i have, that person hasn't told me.
77. Had your own heart broken: Yes :( Mommmmyy!
78. Been arrested: I lead a perfectly legal life. :D
79. Turned someone down: Yes
80. Cried when someone died: Yes
81. Liked a friend that is a girl? : My girlfriends are my lifelines. how can I not like them?
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
81. Yourself: Yes
82. Miracles: yes, no, maybe.
83. God: Totally, completely.
84. Love at first sight: Nopesie
85. Heaven: yes, go eat Karim's kebabs and you'll know what I'm talking abt.
86. Santa Claus: nah!
87. Kiss on the first date? umm...gotta think
88. Angels: no... but angelic streaks in ppl, yes
89. Devils: ditto as abv.
ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
90. Is there one person you want to be with right now? Yes.Yess.Yesss. and that person isn't with me. :(
91. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? No
92. Wanted to kill someone ever? yes and i still wanna kill them.
93. Among you blog mates, whom would you like to kiss? why is this tag so interested in knowing ppls' kissing kahanis?? anyways, no
94. Committed a blunder and regretted later? : I'm a blunder waiting to happen.
95. Wanted to steal you friend's boyfriend / girlfriend? Nah! i don't chino dusron ke sar dards.
ASSOCIATE WITH SOMETHING YOU WEAR :
96. White: socks
97. Black: Kohl
98. Red: PJ
99. Pink: Lipstick
100. Posting this as 100 Truths? of course.
I tag you, Rayshma.
LAST TIMES…
1. Last beverage: Coke
2. Last phone call: My Mom
3. Last text message: On March 14th, from Tejaswini asking if i'm in India or did I already leave.
4. Last song you listened to: Some english song on the radio, can't r'ber.
5. Last time you cried: Read my last blog post, you'll know it.
HAVE YOU EVER...
6. Dated someone twice: No
7. Been cheated on? : No, who'd dare do that?
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? Non
9. Lost someone special? Yes
10. Been depressed? Yes
11. Been drunk and threw up? No... i can't get drunk..atleast in this life...I can't stand alcohol.
LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS:
12. Purple
13.White
14. Black
15. Canary yellow
FIRSTS :
16. Made new friends: in school, in college, in colony.
17. Fallen out of love: No, grown out of crushes several times.
18. Laughed until you cried: Many a times.
19. Met someone who changed you: Yes
20. Found out who your true friends were: Yes
21. Found out someone was talking about you: No. :)
HAVE YOU:
22. Kissed anyone on your friend's list: No.
23. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life: 95% of them.
24. How many kids do you want to have: ???? Two
25. Do you have any pets: No and I wouldn't want to have any.
26. Do you want to change your name: Initially yes... now NO.
27. What did you do for your last birthday: Sat by the phone. recd wishes from everyone, followed by dining out with parents and finally doing a tag on the blog.
28.What time did you wake up today: 8:30 Sg time. So thats 6 AM IST. :)
29. What were you doing at midnight last night: watching Bheja fry
30. Name something you CANNOT wait for : Ppl to ping me ol.
31. Last time you saw your father: last week
32. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life: it wouldn't be my life if i changed it, no?
33. Most visited web page: Gmail/ my blog/ FB/ Rediffmail
WHAT'S YOUR :
34. Name: PURNIMA
35. Nicknames: heeehehee..long list there.. I'll mention the preferred ones here : Purni/ Poo/ PP/ Purnu
36. Zodiac sign: Aquarius
37. Male or female or transgender : Female
38. Elementary: a nice, boring school in Pune
39. Colleges: BMCC.. it rocked!
40. Hair color: Natural Dark brown.
41. Long or short: lill more than shoulder-length
42. Height: Taller than ppl shorter than me, shorter than ppl taller than me. :)
43. Do you have a crush on someone? oh yes! yes, i do.
44. Ever been in love? Yes...so many times.
45. Piercings? Pierced ears
46. Tattoos? No and never
47. Righty or lefty: Righty
48. First surgery: None and i plan to keep it that way for my lifetime.
49. First piercing: 12 days after i was born.
50. First best friend: Poorvaja
51. First sport you loved: and still love - cycling
52. First pet : a parrot that came unannounced
53. First vacation: i think it was Agra/ haridwar etc..something...can't r'ber.
54. First concert: what??!
55. First crush: Mithun Chakravarthy, at the age of 4, mind ya. ;)
RIGHT NOW:
56. Eating: thandi hawa
57. Drinking: nothin
58. I'm about to: get more bored than I'm already
59. Listening to: the vehicles speed by the expressway.
60. Waiting for: trip back home. :( I'm homesick.
YOUR FUTURE
61. Want kids? Sure. :)
62. Want to get married? Of course, why not?
63. Careers in mind? Translator/ interpretor/ teacher. and my dream career is to be a carpenter.
WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?
64. Lips or eyes: Eyes
65. Hugs or kisses: Depends on the relation. I can't hug /kiss random men! LOL
66. Shorter or taller: Taller than me.
67. Older or Younger: Older
68. Romantic or spontaneous: a bit of both
69. Nice stomach or nice arms: Nice Arms
70. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive
71. Hook-up or relationship: Relationship, all the way.
72. Trouble maker or hesitant: Trouble maker
HAVE YOU EVER :
73. Kissed a stranger: Am I SO mad?
74. Lost glasses/contacts: Neva, I'm too careful abt them.
76. Broken some one's heart: I dunno..if i have, that person hasn't told me.
77. Had your own heart broken: Yes :( Mommmmyy!
78. Been arrested: I lead a perfectly legal life. :D
79. Turned someone down: Yes
80. Cried when someone died: Yes
81. Liked a friend that is a girl? : My girlfriends are my lifelines. how can I not like them?
DO YOU BELIEVE IN:
81. Yourself: Yes
82. Miracles: yes, no, maybe.
83. God: Totally, completely.
84. Love at first sight: Nopesie
85. Heaven: yes, go eat Karim's kebabs and you'll know what I'm talking abt.
86. Santa Claus: nah!
87. Kiss on the first date? umm...gotta think
88. Angels: no... but angelic streaks in ppl, yes
89. Devils: ditto as abv.
ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:
90. Is there one person you want to be with right now? Yes.Yess.Yesss. and that person isn't with me. :(
91. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? No
92. Wanted to kill someone ever? yes and i still wanna kill them.
93. Among you blog mates, whom would you like to kiss? why is this tag so interested in knowing ppls' kissing kahanis?? anyways, no
94. Committed a blunder and regretted later? : I'm a blunder waiting to happen.
95. Wanted to steal you friend's boyfriend / girlfriend? Nah! i don't chino dusron ke sar dards.
ASSOCIATE WITH SOMETHING YOU WEAR :
96. White: socks
97. Black: Kohl
98. Red: PJ
99. Pink: Lipstick
100. Posting this as 100 Truths? of course.
I tag you, Rayshma.
Tuesday, 31 March 2009
My Ex-home - 8 Darpan Apts
Disclaimer : This is highly emotional post for me; as it concerns my old home. I haven't paid attention to anything except pouring my heart out here. It is heavily pounded with my feelings and may sound drab for you... even then I choose to write this.
As much as I hate to admit to my emotional side, this post is contradictory to that.
I was a gawky lil', innocent 6 yr old when we came to stay at Pune... at Darpan. I do not remember the day when we came to stay there... I can hardly reminisce any memories of me and my brother crying till eyes bulged because we'd to shift to Pune permanently away from our maternal grandparents... nor do i know anything about the hard time that we gave to our mother during the process of settling down.... Thus, Darpan has always been my home, since I remember.
It was a beautiful house with a biiig drawing room, kitchen big enough to accommodate the dining table for 6 and the fridge and still leave space for 5 people at a time, 2 large bedrooms with a balcony for each. It had an amazing layout, that not many houses can boast of. It appealed to that 6 yr old girl and that 11 yr old boy because it had a lot of space to run behind each other during fist fights. We made this house, our home, and welcomed it into our lives and heart just as it had to us.
My home was my heaven, my haven. I've spent a major part of my life there. I've not just grown up there, but I've evolved there. Right from being a cranky 6 to sweet 16.... from a girl to a teenager to the threshold of being a lady...all happened there. That house has seen my transition : physical, mental and psychological. It was a sanctury that I looked forward to coming back each day from school. It has witnessed our lives for 15 long years : good days, bad days..every single thing.
We sold the house 3 yrs back for unavoidable reasons. I realise we just sold the house, not our home, not the memories. And since the 3 years, whenever we go there, we dare to lift our eyes up at the second floor and remind ourselves of the wonderful time we'd had there. The person who's bought it had rented it out to a computer institute.... though we couldn't be in there, we could atleast see our house.
Recently, when I went there and casually glanced up, there were workers breaking down the walls of my house. I was frozen... I couldn't move... I just stood there watching the remains of the walls of my room hitting the ground... I could see the chunks of concrete lying there... the paint which we had choosen lovingly for our bedrooms. They had just done away with both our balconies. Tears sprung up in my eyes then and there. With the each hammer blow, i felt a knife piercing my insides. I just couldn't stand there any longer.
Yet when I knew I'd have no courage to climb the stairs and see what is not remaining; I went there, again after some days with my cousin and my mother... just to see ..... And it was a very unwelcoming sight. The walls had disappeared, the kitchen was gone, it was just an empty space with pillars staring back at me. This was when I'd flashing memories of everything that took place in those 15 years.
1. I blowed bubbles with V in the balcony.
2. We tied strings to the polythene bags and flew them like kites from the same balcony, since we didn't have a common terrace.
3. We played Holi in our bathroom with hot water because mom didn't let us go out and play as the finals were nearing.
4. I fought with V and cried myself to sleep because I wanted to put up my Hrithik Roshan poster on the same wall where he's already pasted his Sachin Tendulkar one.
5. Mom refused to give me money to buy a new top because there was not a single penny at home.
6. V, me and mom made pizzas at home.
7. V got really great marks in 10th and 12th.
8. I got good grades in 10th n 12th.
9. My grandpa expired.
10. My dad bought us, our first new car.
11. Guests came in everyday at 7 and disrupted our study time.
12. Saw mom running a successful creche with 15+ children.
13. Played hide n seek and teacher-teacher with those kids.
14. V met with an accident.
15. Me, dad and mom met with an accident.
16. Rearranged furniture in the house at regular intervals.
17. Distributed Diwali sweets to neighbours, hindus, christians alike.
18. Johnson uncle sending Black forest cake every christmas without fail.
19. Making killas during Diwali.
20. Fighting with friends.
21. Bought new AC.
22. sat up whole night when cousins came.
23. turned V's arm black and blue when he called my friends stupid.
... and so many more uncountable memories came crumbling down in front of me. My favorite corner in my bedroom had vanished, the rooms in which our mom locked us up during extreme fights were laid bare. The kitchen where we spent our summer Rasna time wasn't there. There were only workers with their hammers staring at a silly girl that was standing there and wiping off her tears.
I was unable to hold this surge of emotions in me. I just stood still and cried silently... and yet through that hazy vision I could see myself running around my home, loitering in the passage, studying in the balcony... and I couldn't yet believe that all this was no more. The house which we had turned into a home had died a silent death and all I could do was CRY. That night I couldn't get it out of my head. I kept replaying the images of my home and the proposed showroom in my mind. I kept cursing the fellow who bought our house, I kept wishing that my dad should've been a multimillionaire to afford a second house w/o having to sell the first one. I shed tears again. And I shamelessly admit, that I do each time I remember 8 Darpan Apts... I did, several times, while doing this post.
ETA : now we live in another house in the same area... it is bigger and better, a dream house and yet has provided us the warmth of our old house. We all love to love it. and as long as I live, this house is not going anywhere.
As much as I hate to admit to my emotional side, this post is contradictory to that.
I was a gawky lil', innocent 6 yr old when we came to stay at Pune... at Darpan. I do not remember the day when we came to stay there... I can hardly reminisce any memories of me and my brother crying till eyes bulged because we'd to shift to Pune permanently away from our maternal grandparents... nor do i know anything about the hard time that we gave to our mother during the process of settling down.... Thus, Darpan has always been my home, since I remember.
It was a beautiful house with a biiig drawing room, kitchen big enough to accommodate the dining table for 6 and the fridge and still leave space for 5 people at a time, 2 large bedrooms with a balcony for each. It had an amazing layout, that not many houses can boast of. It appealed to that 6 yr old girl and that 11 yr old boy because it had a lot of space to run behind each other during fist fights. We made this house, our home, and welcomed it into our lives and heart just as it had to us.
My home was my heaven, my haven. I've spent a major part of my life there. I've not just grown up there, but I've evolved there. Right from being a cranky 6 to sweet 16.... from a girl to a teenager to the threshold of being a lady...all happened there. That house has seen my transition : physical, mental and psychological. It was a sanctury that I looked forward to coming back each day from school. It has witnessed our lives for 15 long years : good days, bad days..every single thing.
We sold the house 3 yrs back for unavoidable reasons. I realise we just sold the house, not our home, not the memories. And since the 3 years, whenever we go there, we dare to lift our eyes up at the second floor and remind ourselves of the wonderful time we'd had there. The person who's bought it had rented it out to a computer institute.... though we couldn't be in there, we could atleast see our house.
Recently, when I went there and casually glanced up, there were workers breaking down the walls of my house. I was frozen... I couldn't move... I just stood there watching the remains of the walls of my room hitting the ground... I could see the chunks of concrete lying there... the paint which we had choosen lovingly for our bedrooms. They had just done away with both our balconies. Tears sprung up in my eyes then and there. With the each hammer blow, i felt a knife piercing my insides. I just couldn't stand there any longer.
Yet when I knew I'd have no courage to climb the stairs and see what is not remaining; I went there, again after some days with my cousin and my mother... just to see ..... And it was a very unwelcoming sight. The walls had disappeared, the kitchen was gone, it was just an empty space with pillars staring back at me. This was when I'd flashing memories of everything that took place in those 15 years.
1. I blowed bubbles with V in the balcony.
2. We tied strings to the polythene bags and flew them like kites from the same balcony, since we didn't have a common terrace.
3. We played Holi in our bathroom with hot water because mom didn't let us go out and play as the finals were nearing.
4. I fought with V and cried myself to sleep because I wanted to put up my Hrithik Roshan poster on the same wall where he's already pasted his Sachin Tendulkar one.
5. Mom refused to give me money to buy a new top because there was not a single penny at home.
6. V, me and mom made pizzas at home.
7. V got really great marks in 10th and 12th.
8. I got good grades in 10th n 12th.
9. My grandpa expired.
10. My dad bought us, our first new car.
11. Guests came in everyday at 7 and disrupted our study time.
12. Saw mom running a successful creche with 15+ children.
13. Played hide n seek and teacher-teacher with those kids.
14. V met with an accident.
15. Me, dad and mom met with an accident.
16. Rearranged furniture in the house at regular intervals.
17. Distributed Diwali sweets to neighbours, hindus, christians alike.
18. Johnson uncle sending Black forest cake every christmas without fail.
19. Making killas during Diwali.
20. Fighting with friends.
21. Bought new AC.
22. sat up whole night when cousins came.
23. turned V's arm black and blue when he called my friends stupid.
... and so many more uncountable memories came crumbling down in front of me. My favorite corner in my bedroom had vanished, the rooms in which our mom locked us up during extreme fights were laid bare. The kitchen where we spent our summer Rasna time wasn't there. There were only workers with their hammers staring at a silly girl that was standing there and wiping off her tears.
I was unable to hold this surge of emotions in me. I just stood still and cried silently... and yet through that hazy vision I could see myself running around my home, loitering in the passage, studying in the balcony... and I couldn't yet believe that all this was no more. The house which we had turned into a home had died a silent death and all I could do was CRY. That night I couldn't get it out of my head. I kept replaying the images of my home and the proposed showroom in my mind. I kept cursing the fellow who bought our house, I kept wishing that my dad should've been a multimillionaire to afford a second house w/o having to sell the first one. I shed tears again. And I shamelessly admit, that I do each time I remember 8 Darpan Apts... I did, several times, while doing this post.
ETA : now we live in another house in the same area... it is bigger and better, a dream house and yet has provided us the warmth of our old house. We all love to love it. and as long as I live, this house is not going anywhere.
Saturday, 28 March 2009
V, N, Me
Location n situation : V, my SIL, N, and me in a restaurant at Sg 3 yrs back.
V : Purni, we'll search for a nice groom for you here.
Me : uhh... I....
N : oh ya, Purni... we'll enjoy... with you n your family here too...then we'll even tell your parents to shift here....cool no?
V : yea yea... very. yea, get married after 8-10 more years.
Me : listen, I...
N : WHAT?? 10 more years? are you alright?
V : yes. I want her with me. Purni, ok no? 28-29 pe shaadi?
Me : arrreee...
N : :O!!! how can you tell her that? No, Purni, get married in another 3-4 yrs. You should also enjoy your life with your partner, u'know?
V : Nothing doing.... 7 years minimum.... Its ok....
Me : but arre, listen....
N : how come you dint insist on getting married to me after 7-8 yrs? afterall I and purni are almost the same age!
V : different for you.
Me : will you??....???
N : no wait, Purni!! how come? you have different set of rules? for each one of us?
Me : ARRRRREEEEEE STOP!
*silence*
... do you both realise that what you are arguing is about my marriage?
V & N : yes, of course...who else?
Me : Then, how come I'm not even asked at what age I want to get married????
V : gladly.... let us know... go ahead...tell this SIL of yours that u wanna get married at 28-29.
N : keep quiet. let her speak... go on tell... but let me remind you 24-25 best age.
Me : I don't know! I haven't thought abt it...I was ....
V : see what I told you... she's indecisive..i tell you 27....
N : No you shouldn't fill crap in her mind..she'll....
Me : siiiiigh *buried my head in the menu card and let the waiter come and interrupt*
V : Purni, we'll search for a nice groom for you here.
Me : uhh... I....
N : oh ya, Purni... we'll enjoy... with you n your family here too...then we'll even tell your parents to shift here....cool no?
V : yea yea... very. yea, get married after 8-10 more years.
Me : listen, I...
N : WHAT?? 10 more years? are you alright?
V : yes. I want her with me. Purni, ok no? 28-29 pe shaadi?
Me : arrreee...
N : :O!!! how can you tell her that? No, Purni, get married in another 3-4 yrs. You should also enjoy your life with your partner, u'know?
V : Nothing doing.... 7 years minimum.... Its ok....
Me : but arre, listen....
N : how come you dint insist on getting married to me after 7-8 yrs? afterall I and purni are almost the same age!
V : different for you.
Me : will you??....???
N : no wait, Purni!! how come? you have different set of rules? for each one of us?
Me : ARRRRREEEEEE STOP!
*silence*
... do you both realise that what you are arguing is about my marriage?
V & N : yes, of course...who else?
Me : Then, how come I'm not even asked at what age I want to get married????
V : gladly.... let us know... go ahead...tell this SIL of yours that u wanna get married at 28-29.
N : keep quiet. let her speak... go on tell... but let me remind you 24-25 best age.
Me : I don't know! I haven't thought abt it...I was ....
V : see what I told you... she's indecisive..i tell you 27....
N : No you shouldn't fill crap in her mind..she'll....
Me : siiiiigh *buried my head in the menu card and let the waiter come and interrupt*
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)
LinkWithin
