Saturday, 28 February 2009

Clash of the Titans

I know the title is much too dramatic but yes that's what comes to mind when I think about the day 'A' (Hubs Darling) met daddy dearest.

For all those people who don't know my father, here is a bit of a glimpse. He is a sweet man who believes in simplicity in life. He is very straightforward when it comes to things which concern his family. Very astute about money and has worked really hard to give us a good life. He is an extremely quiet man and has no clue how to do idle chitchat. My Mother is quite opposite in terms of talking and they suit each other perfectly. She can talk nineteen to dozen and just needs a faithful audience.

'A' and I decided to get married and we informed our respective parents. My father wanted to meet 'A' (typical filmy ishtyle) and so I called 'A' over for tea. Even though I had given him an idea of how things will proceed, 'A' was tremendously nervous since he was meeting my father for the first time.

The meeting was scheduled for 5 pm and 'A' arrived on time, smartly dressed and neat and tidy. My father was sitting in the living room and once 'A' settled down the official interview started. I was in the kitchen listening to the conversation holding my breath.

There was absolute silence for a more than ten minutes and I started imagining my Father and 'A' dressed in armour with their swords drawn and the music of 'Mahabharata' in the background. The silence was equally unnerving for 'A' who was sweating buckets (not because of the Heat of Nagpur) and waiting to get massacred .

The first question itself was a shocker, 'How much do you earn?'. Since I know my father so well, I know he will not waste his time and energy in pleasantries of any sort but get right to the point.
'A' stammered out the figure, hoping in hope that the bad part is over.

The next question was even tougher, 'How will you manage in this salary?'. 'A' sucked in his stomach and confidently answered the question in spite of feeling cornered like a deer in the headlights of a car.
In retrospect, I feel my father was happy with the way 'A' tackled the 'googlies' thrown at him, cause he then proceeded to ask him about his family and other inane stuff. 'A' had passed his test and I started breathing normally.

Even though I have been married for nearly a decade, it still brings out horrified looks from 'A' and giggles from me whenever we talk of that day. My father is still the same and asks questions about our finances and how much we are saving whenever we speak to him on the phone across the 'Saat Samundars' . Only difference is, 'A' is now used to my paters questions and is no longer in the hot seat.


P.S:I have a good mind to ask my father,what made him give us the green signal for marriage.

Thursday, 19 February 2009

Something for fun

I was just checking out Blog of Note and started reading the blog 'Chrysalis Dreams' and found this fun quiz to find out which Tarot Card are you?

See my results


You are The Star


Hope, expectation, Bright promises.


The Star is one of the great cards of faith, dreams realised


The Star is a card that looks to the future. It does not predict any immediate or powerful change, but it does predict hope and healing. This card suggests clarity of vision, spiritual insight. And, most importantly, that unexpected help will be coming, with water to quench your thirst, with a guiding light to the future. They might say you're a dreamer, but you're not the only one.


What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.



Have fun with the quiz...

Tuesday, 17 February 2009

The age of Innocence is lost forever

This is what came to my mind when I read a news article with the headline 'Boy becomes father at the age of 13'.

You can read it here.

It is too shocking and I don't know what to say.

Please read and decide for yourself.

Friday, 13 February 2009

'Foot in the Mouth - Gee I did it again moments'

Thankfully these incidents have become practically nil in my case but better half still has his moments in the spotlight

It all started with my birthday gift last year. At that time we were living in the Lancaster university family flats. I somehow never understood the reason as to why the front door to the flat had a automatic door closer. It meant that even if you want to just step out to get the vacuum cleaner which you have stacked on the staircase landing just outside your door you needed to carry your keys since there was a fear of you getting locked out if you did not manage to hold the door with one hand and drag the machine with the other.
So coming back to the incident, since my birthday was just a few days away better half (A) wanted to wrap the gift he had hidden in a box kept next to the vacuum cleaner.'A' got this brilliant idea (where all the brilliant ideas take birth) while doing his morning ablutions. Since I was away at work he thought it was perfect opportunity to do the gift wrapping session. He went out wrapped only in a towel and was happily digging out my gift when the door slipped from his fingers and banged shut locking him out without the keys or a cellphone to call for help.

Being just in a towel outside the house that too in the bitter cold of January in Lancaster is not a very pleasant idea.'A' scratched his brains and started calling out to a neighbour. After a few minutes the neighbour did come to the rescue and got duplicate keys from the porter and A was in the house with his dignity intact.

The recent incident is like a cherry on the cake. Again the event is my birthday and we are with friends in Manchester having dinner at 'Pizza Hut'. Scene -The waitress is taking our drinks order 'A' happily blurted out I want Diet coke 'Topless'.
Three of us and the waitress are looking at him with a big Q mark on our faces. The waitress is embarrassed and is fumbling for words and suddenly something clicks in A's brain...oops I mean Bottomless coke (limitless)...
We were literally in tears with laughter and 'A' turned pink and purple with 'gee I did it again' look on his face.

P.S: More to follow 'A' and his hilarious antics.

Thursday, 12 February 2009

Me, Myself and me again

I know I know it is a bit narcissistic but I am having a writers block(I so wanted to use this word for a long time and now I get my opportunity)...so please bear with it.For people who don't know me here are a few things to know about me:

1. I am an Indian and currently living in the UK and missing home badly.
2. I am the youngest of 3 siblings and my sisters think I am stubborn brat but lovable..and love it when they pamper me.
3. I have always been overweight but I loathe exercise...
4. Give me a nice book and I don't need any entertainment....
5. I love my mother's cooking especially the 'Maharastrian' delicacies she cooks.
6. I am an ardent fan of Italian food and love dry white wine.
7. People who pretend to be good friends with you and stab you in the back can rot in hell.
8. I was very blunt few years back but have managed to tone it down with a lot of hard work and dirty looks from Hubs darling.
9. I am crazy about Hindi film music and love watching English romantic comedies.
10. I am in awe of people who use big words like 'Cataclysmic' and can discuss politics of any country with ease.
11. I would really love to meet characters from books in real life for eg Bertie Wooster & Jeeves(P.G. Wodehouse), Harry Bosch(Micheal Connelley), Alex Delaware (Jonathan Kellerman) and Sherlock Holmes.
12. I have a weakness for sweets of all types.
13. I love dogs and feel they are like innocent kids.
14. Friends are the biggest treasures in my life.
15. I am the official 'Agony Aunt' for my friends and people reveal their secrets very easily to me.
16. Many times I've been stopped on the road and Sadhus have read my face (This was all out of the blue).
17. I know how to sketch and play the Spanish Guitar fairly well but have lost touch with my artistic side currently.
18. I hate cooking(Will find any chance to get out of doing it)and really admire people who cook for pleasure.
19. I have recently been fascinated with religions of the world and plan to read 'Bhagwad Gita'.
20. I hate confrontations and will avoid it at any cost.
21. Marrying my best friend is the best thing to happen to me.
22. I am still naive enough to believe that people really mean what they say.
23. I regret losing touch with childhood friends since they played a major part in influencing my personality.
24. I miss my grandfather a lot.
25. I love my parents and will never trade them for all the treasures in this world.
26. I am finally at peace with myself and satisfied with the way my life is moving.

That's how I perceive I am...this might just give you a hint of what I actually am.
Thanks for reading.

Thursday, 5 February 2009

All the dhinchak 'song and dance routine'

I was watching a clip from the 'Ellen Degeneres show' featuring Dev Patel and Freida Pinto, the new celebrities from 'Slumdog Millionaire'. You can see it here.


Ellen asked them about the songs and dances in all Bollywood movies and as usual everyone was like "ohhh yes Indian movies have songs and dances....and at a blink of an eye the characters in movies break out in a song". Ellen then said that they end each show with a bollywood song and the entire Cast and crew of the show break out into a Dance. That got me to thinking 'Then why complain about the songs and dances??

I have heard many people including famous Indian personalities talk about the songs and the dances as if they should not be there....ahh Bollywood movies are too long and have too many songs and dances, its so weird.

Well then why has 'Bollywood' music gained so much of popularity?....its there everywhere and we love our Movies with all the weird stories and songs and dances. Indian culture has so many overlapping of different religions and it has assimilated it very beautifully as per my view. Its popular no only in India but Pakistan, Afghanistan and many other countries.

I remember the functions I attended in Lancaster University, the Diwali get together, the Chinese New Year and the final Ball and each and every time the DJ started playing English numbers and their were hardly any dancers on the stage. The moment a Bollywood number started there were hoards of people dancing away...and thoroughly enjoying themselves even if they did not understand the language. Such is our Indian music...

I won't say that all songs are great or all that dancing is required in all the movies but, those are the crowd pullers...music breaks all barriers of language or culture and that's what makes Indians love it.

We have no need to pretend and agree if someone dislikes our music. If you love the music why hide behind a veil of duplicity....whats there to be ashamed of....we love life and it reflects through our movies...