Picky? Meh...

                                    When, Dishi?

                      What are you looking?

Don't you feel the need of someone?

                              Would i want to wake up to someone who smiles to have me by his side
 Would i want someone to delegate my mundane tasks, so i could do whats priority to me?

                                                              Would i want someone to discuss my not so practical dreams?

                                                                                                                    Of course, Yes. Hell ya!

Now read again,  i emphasize the word "want" not "need" in above sentences.

I can easily meet and take care of my needs(gender equality morcha is too shallow, i m talking of individuality, so shh)

For needs are meant for living,

And

wants are meant for evolving.

I am already living,

I am looking for evolving!

Abb,  evolving mein time to lagta haina, dosto ;)

Toh you see,

when someone makes me feel,

He can take care of my wants,

that would be the time,

I would roar on the mountains,

"Now"!

 

Too demanding? 

Go sue Pepsi and Pan Parag,

who taught the 90's kid in me

Yeh dil mange more and Ek se mera kya hoga. 

Excerpt:

Mujhko kya pata khwaab kaise hote hain
Hum to aaj ko hi khwaab jaise jite hain

Aawara hawa hun main na hath aoongi
Jaoongi jahaan wahaan sabko jhukaoongi
Pagli pagli pagli pagli
Pagli main jhalli

A trip to the mall

Its been 18 hrs that we have been out of power.

Well, it may sound like I am making

A fuss of it, but hell ya it is.

Imagine, surviving without the commodities of 21st century,

Internet, hot water, microwave, refrigerator, for 18 hours.

 If there is a term called momentary paralysis in medical world,

Then, I would say, I have been paralyzed since 18 hours.

And same is the case with my WiFi Generation,

Who feel paralyzed without internet.

Seriously, what do you do in such times?

Trekking and travelling sounds fun but at this moment

I need the damn internet to book my tickets too.

Wonder, how caveman managed to live.

But, I am sure if he was given a golden chance

 to be in the 21^st century of gadgets,

He would not go back either.

So, why do we have power outrage?

Well, Aunt Irene had to be reflected in some form, if not in disaster.

And trust me, if any one, any one at all, who has benefited from this

Are the Malls, coffee shops and any dining places which offer free Wifi.

As these are the only places where you can feel

that life had never been busy before this.

As if, God had invented a whole new world.

So, I resorted to take rescue in a nearby mall.

Don’t they say, destiny brings you where you avoid the most

Yes, I hate going to malls. Totally, against the concept of malls,

Why do we need so many options for a damn shirt?

But to my fate, I had to take shelter there today.

I was bit hesitant to avail the wifi services and pop my 15” lappy out,

But to my surprise I wasn’t the only one who had resorted to this path.

The curiosity to find a charging point on the faces of shelter seekers

was no less than a kid playing treasure hunt.

Seeing the giggling faces at the WiFi spot, felt like home.

At this moment i couldn't agree less to George Carlin on guilt trip:

"Guilt Trips: Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, even to the next county; to a foreign country but NOT to where the guilt is."

PS:  We were out of power last week due to Irene and hence this post.

I guess , I was too overwhelmed to see the internet bubble turning blue on my screen that I stopped noting down things..

Zeba, XYZ and others, do bear with my temporary lag  of posting  due to travel and job search but keep posting yours :) 

Here and There

Howdy!

Hope everyone is in the "pink" of their health. Isn't it strange you think of health when you are ill?
So, its been freaking Hot at my place,  97-110F temperature for 4 days at a stretch. Oh don't give me that eye saying that's normal in India thing! I will bang your head right there.  Its HOT and trust it when an Indian says these two golden words, heat and tan. You can't wrong with those. For proof, i am 4 shades tanner than what i was last week, all thanks to the sun kissed weather, that i barely recognize myself as indian. I feel more like a red or say orange indian.

So, I went to Air Show this weekend. Its a great place to witness "The Men" in uniform. There is something with uniform and girl's fantasy that goes without saying :). If i had the art to sell the curiosity, i would have filled pages about it. So, when i am surrounded with men in blue, white and green (Airforce, Navy, Military) there is an immense flow of joy, pride and discipline in my skeleton that in other places and days would be just a good boy/girl's lookout. Seriously, haven't you felt the same when you are surrounded by such people? I have to admit stars have always fascinated me may it be in the sky, the one my kindergarten teacher gave on my assignment or on the uniform. Ahh, i used to take pride in the increasing # and colors of stars on my Dad's uniform. As a matter of fact, i love those stars on any man, but the feeling of mine ( as my Dad) still outweighs it.  The synchronous march, formulation, salutation, ever longing spirit, mad dash parties, oh boy!!! Just love it, after all who doesn't like dignity, charm and fame? Again, i am the one who gets influence easily, but these Men, make me go woo whoooo!!! So, its a sheer joy to witness these Men even with the skin burning more than the jet bus 750HP exhaust and extending my eyes beyond the 20 degree radar of thunder birds. Oh did i mention, the mimic of Pearl Harbor attack being reenacted was something not to miss.  At this time, i give a damn to the amount $$$ gasoline used for these shows, the pollution created due to artificial bombs and noise pollution. If for this experience, there would drought of gasoline and green house effect  or  some1 gets deaf,  i would still say its Worth IT!!!

I have been to these shows in past, but the company of my beloved friends just makes it a thing to look forward every year. It is in abundance we forget the value of these beloved ones and the quality time we spend with them. I feel nostalgic at the end of such days when am all exhausted and its time to wave goodbye. I just don't wanna stay away from the "wesome" company. Its the charm of friendship, where we join dots out of no where.

This week, i have been mostly focusing winding up my things as i move to a new place next Saturday. Read couple of good Haiku's and other blogger posts that i follow. Sometimes, i just feel, i must read them and forget about putting my thoughts, for their experiences, whines, troubled thoughts make me feel full. Its their whines and lively conversations i feel i have better perspective than when i read books. Again, just my view, book readers, hands up to you!!! Just not my piece of page and read ;) I can't imagine boring my fellow travel mate on flight or Amtrak with an illusive novel and straight face drugged in it, while the mate makes obvious attempts to make some conversation to know me and my fantasies. I can't miss that hall of fame, where people willingly give ear to my outstanding and absolute nothings. I often reconnect with those travel mates, as i am often given visiting cards or contact details after our wesome journey, some have turned good friends over the period and others have just been a lonesome card in the dungeon of my purse. That reminds me, my gregariousness was mistaken by my other travel mate as a call girl last time i planned to travel in general coach while visiting my parents in India. Fun times, well, you know, you can't go right everywhere and with everyone. I had a short panic attack handling the situation, cultural intelligence is something you need to adopt when travelling was my lesson learnt.