Gaga over MTV

 

First time I heard of something called MTV was when my sister imitated Malaika Arora, You know that welcoming line  “Welcome to MTV, You are watching MTV loveline with Malaika Arora type.

I was not into Angreji Watching stuff and MTV thing.  All I used to watch was Disney Hours in Zee TV, complete Ek Ghanta Entertainment followed by Dennis the Menace, and yeah Small Wonders, and that Jadoo wali gal… Jeannie wala yaar!! who keeps saying Maalik .. O Maalik. Got it. I dream of Jeannie I still remember her Pink dress.

I Dream Of Jeannie

When I watched MTV first time ( I was in class ten, that’s like year 2002), I was high on VJ Nikhil Chinnappa.  All I did was watch him like how a kid is glued to super stars like Shahrukh, John Abraham, Hritik, obsessed people. I prayed to god that no breaks are entertain when his show is going on.

One fine day i gave a ISD call to his Show. The computerised like voice asked me to give my name, phone no and dedication and they would call back which I never thought they would.

But they did. Nikhil Chinnappa called. Sad I was in school my mom answered the call and said “beta woh toh abhi school main hai, 5 bake call karna “ :P

 Dude is On face book. check out the link here

I was in cloud nine when mom told me that she got a call from Some TV show. My heart skipped the beat and then there after I was gaga about Nikhil, His clothing, His tattoo my god!!! He is fucking hot!! yeah attitude type but what ever…

First time My dream came true when I was in Fuga (a famous disco in B’lore ) I didn't know he Djs there. Pata hota toh i would reach there every Sunday to see him. It was awesome to see him face to face.

Ok enough about MR Chinnappa. RD will get angry!! I don't even write about him so much and Chinnappa is covering all the space!!

MTV Roadies Rocks!!!

Thanks God Devarshi- is out!!

MTV is doing a great Job.

I love the dance show they organise. Dance Like no body is watching.. wow!!! Dance is life ya. Waiting to be back on my legs and rock the dance floor. Vj Anusha is Sizzling Hot and Hotter are the steps in the Dance crew.

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Panga hogaya na ….

Valentine was good, I celebrated with Gaurav, my very close friend, ( i missed RD, he was suppose to deliver red roses to me .. but lost in transit)

Physio is good too though its painful.

Days in Kolkata are good. Kolkata FM rocks, RJ are nice, good hanging out place

I was Happy too .. my sister came to Kolkata and will be staying here for ten days or so.

Went out shopping with her, it was fun and tiring.

To add masala in life, Gaurav broke a news to me.

Bola “Nidz panga hogaya”. His mom is doubting that there is something going between me and Gaurav.

Now it sucks.

We don’t have Problem, we are friends toh baki sab ko prob.

Sala ladka Ladki ki dosti main itni taklife kyu??

I was upset whole day. I don’t generally get disturb that easily but this one just struck me.

Though Gaurav tried to talk it out to his mother, His bro and sister in law too helped, but things are not fixed yet. It will take time, some things cant be helped

All this days we met every day and today cuz of his mother issue we didn’t meet today. I hardly have any friends in Calcutta. :(

I hope things gets back to normal soon…

When she meets him.

Some evening I feel like taking walk with my friend down around the complex. But i get tired very soon so I ask my friend to continue with walks. You see that side tires looks bad she says. hehe

Thank god I m happy with my health. Jitna bhi khao moti nahi hoti. Ekdam Fit.

 

Ok I came up with this poem kinda thing. I cant think of any more So You guys have opportunity to mess around with it a I mean continue with the poem.

Rule is you need to use negative words like frustration, anger and end with some naughty adjectives like winks, giggles. Let’s see How far it gets

 

WHEN SHE MEETS HIM

The anger plays hide and seek
the restlessness is underground
the unending cribbing forgets its words
the wait winks at her
bubble tickles her nose and toes
I hate you turns to I love you  
love is in the air
frustration giggles
unanswered question finds it’s nirvana

 

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Drinks and Obsession \:D/

So finally m putting the pic of the handsi physiotherapist.  Point to be noted - He's a kashmiri.

There is something about kashmir which always attracts me. May be cuz I never seen real snow fall and all the Kashimiri dressing. Water boats have always been a part of my fantasy world. Kerela, awesome place, best part is to enjoy back water. I'd been there during my college day for a trip. It was amazing and so amazing that I and Shally, my friend had fallen sick.

There is something about the extreme temperature which doesn't suit me at all. I can't tolerate when its cold, i would prefer to bunk my class and sleep all day and night getting drunk ( a reason to enjoy, party) and sleeping. When it gets too cold in Nepal dad to insist us to have peg. Since shitfortat have been talking about drinks I just can't take my head off the topic. My bro and dad, including me are alcohol lovers.  So one reason m very contempt about my blog header is the work drunk. Na m not the talli type may be occasionally. But I think I'm in shadow of my dad. I have stamina and don’t get drunk easily or else some friends of mine get high in just one small bottle of KF. Some say it depends on your appetite to get drunk. And some say that it depends in your mood, if you really wanna get drunk You'll get drunk easily. Lol. Paisa bachat. But all don't drink to get talli, besharam.
I'm scared I'll be here in summer during summer. I heard Calcutta is too hot in summer. Summer is nearing :-ss One reason i was stuck to BLORE for so long is the weather. It is neither too hot nor too cold. :-)  
Yaar Shimla, Jammu n Kashmir, Chandigarh jane ka bahut mann horaha hai.

Neha cleared her final round of interview and got through college placement in city bank. I’M so happy for her. She'll soon be called a sale assistant. A time to party. Cheers Neha.
I'm glad Harshi finally changed her blog template. Enjoy the change Harshita.

Madsi all the best for ur exams. Rock on!!! And get your ass back to blog soon.

I am happy Trinaa made special dedication on her blog for me and once a while Nikhil Menon do mention me in his blog.

I may not be regular to blog these days but I’ll surely try to check out your blog and comment when ever I can and update by self when ever possible.

Till then jeeyo aur jeene do!!!

 

I’m obsessed with some songs recently

>> Masti hai mastano ki Delli   \:D/

>> Genda ful (again from delhi 6)

>> Soniyo –from Raaz the mystery continues

>> Mahi – again from Raaz the mystery continues

 

P.S.  Calcutta radio is awesomeeeeeeee  !!!!  :)  :)  :)

P.P.S - My sister is coming to Calcutta on 21st of this month, m so excited. m sure we’ll have fun together.

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Unexpected ..

It's hard at times to digest and understand other's reaction which they actually do not mean and later they realise they shouldn't have said that way.

I've been through tough time and when I say tough all I can think is the after effect of my accident. When I lost my self confidence there were people who made me believe there is magic in this world, blessing, prayers and God’s magic. I believed them and I move on. It actually worked. When I said that I don't think I'll ever be like before, there will be some limping left and I can't be self me.. My friends and loved one always made me believe all will be fine.

Never heard any one talking bad about me but two things that really touched me was.. One of my relative told his kid "this is your new langri bhuwa". . A taxi fellow said .. "madam is your leg like this since you were born?" I was shocked. They didn't think how I might feel when they said that. Probably I shouldn't even pay attention to such useless stuff. But I don't know this things rambles in my head and makes me low. I blogged it out and I hope it’s over and out.

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Desire

Music in the air,

the lady walks on by

she stops and stares

she catches his gaze

her soul on fire

she breathes high oo high

the black dress she wears

the diamond devilish in her style

the dark room, the yellow lamp standing alone

she sees him right there, says “he is mine”

he turns back and replies baby I’ll be home late

For you to fill the empty space

So many things I wanna say.
So many things I want you to say
This time I am not gonna tell you what I want.
This time I'll stop and wait.
This time you understand, you feel,
you know me and you take a step ahead.
Read my mind,
read what my silence says,
read what is missing in my tone
and read why is that joy gone.
I won't tell you what I expect,
I won't react to anything so that you don't over react.
I'll stop and wait for you to understand and care.

Want of his lonely nights

The moon is tired waiting to see her face

The ripples in silent pond still carries the magic

The old tree stands alone, bows down

No one there…



A Stranger passes by

O what a lovely night, he says

The blue sky so high

O i so... i so miss her face.



It's hard to stop and glare

without her the moon looks a scar

the empty wine bottle trashed

vacant fag box and vacant his soul



The night stands alone

precious so much for someone else

to him its the loser’s wait

reason for more wine and heart break

P.S. At times its so difficult to move on with time. Every thing seems so stuck up. We have every thing we desire for but just one that thing which is missing makes our life miserable. life doesn’t seem to come in term. The long lectures from parents and long heart to heart conversation with friends too doesn’t work as healer.

Thanks giving and Relationships

My Bday is over :( :(

Chu se aaya Chu se chala bhi gaya!!

My day was good. Got so many phone calls and sms wishes. Gaurav and Pankaj as usual sent me cakes and bouquets. I would like to thank all the bloggers who wished me through comments on my blog and as well as different blogs. Special thanks to Shitfortat (Peter, Mads, Abhinav, Bhaw), Riversoul (sid), dear Harshita, Sam and Nikhil Menon.

I have been going for my physio every day. The guy who is treating me is a handsome looking Kashmiri guy, Harun. There is another Physiotherapist who is hot too. I think he is Assami but not crush type.. :P

Not bad. I didn’t know Calcutta would be rocking. I had gone to Aqua Java for paan flavoured Hukka with Rahul and Hemant. It was fun. Had gone for coffee with some friends to Costa Coffee at night :)

I haven’t explored Calcutta so much yet I had this thing in my mind that I would never like this place. In fact it’s not bad!

Finally mann ki murad puri hui. I had pasta. Only thing in list now is sizzler.

Mom is planning to leave Calcutta this Sunday. She is dying to go back home(Nepal). I will be staying here with my cousin.

It’s been so long I’m staying with my family. After my accident, my mom had always been with me. Mostly when I had to go to Bangalore for treatment we stayed together. Now I am so used to her that I didn’t realise how will it be when she wont be here. Yesterday when mom asked me to make her flight ticket I thought its good in one way, I will have the same life like before, the discipline free life, more of independence and more of freedom in everything. But the thoughts of me being without her haunted me. She made things so comfortable. I didn’t even had to get up to keep my plates, she used to do it for me so that i don’t have to walk so much.

Mother and daughter relations are different in all the family. Yes the basic ingredience might be same but the comfort zone in the relations is different. I have seen RD talking to his mom and its so different from what my mom and I share. I can even ask my mom to keep quite. He can’t do that. My be the respect is shown more through language and action with him but in my case its there in heart but we are more of friends.

Frankness becomes habit and at times I forget when I cross line with mom and suddenly I see it in her face that she felt bad. I apologise and then things get back to normal. Though we are free with expression I consciously think at times so that I don't hurt her, after all she is elder to me and she is my mother. Ultimately parents will there for us always.

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Updates; Being old and alone

How is Calcutta treating me?? its boring. Actually i m bored. I hardly have any friends here in Calcutta. Hardly two of them. I cant even leave mom and go out and I can’t go out everywhere with mom. She doesn’t like any thing else than Indian food and i am person who loves trying different thing. i love Italian food. yummmy Pasta and sizzlers. But ma! she even has problems with Indian food restaurant. It Has to be PURE VEG Restaurant. Dhuuuu

I am feeling more day as my birthday is nearing. I had been celebrating my birthday out side home in Bangalore for long yrs. It’s always spent partying hard, treats in some good restaurant, cutting more than one cakes, Bouquets etc.

This time I’m scared. There are hardly friends in Calcutta. Only thing that is possible is go out for dinner at night with my geene chune friends and mom :(

BTW I had been thinking about old people who are widows. I see my Grand dad and I wonder he must be missing my Granny so much at times. I lost my granny when I was three years old. so its must have been like 19 years my grand dad is living as a window. I think old people do misses their mates in old times too. Now i see him, quiet, thinking something and lying on his bed, looking at people to passes by his room. Sad thing is who one spends much time with him as he is very short tempered and we generally don’t understand what he talks, due to old age he’s doesn’t talk clearly. and when we ask him to repeat what we don’t understand he gets angry. :(

If we talk to old people about their lost spouse they generally don’t have much to say but inside deep in their heart they miss them. I wonder if they actually stop missing the lost one with passage of time or do they think what if he / she was alive today?? A friend of mine asks her granny – what she used to talk to her grand dad during their initial days of marriage? She didnt say much. All she replied in cute tome was that they didnt speak much. Being a marwari she wasn’t even allowed to raise dupatta from her forehead and look into eyes of her husbands. Thank god all this drama doesn’t happen these days.

One point of time either of us have to go through this stage. Imagine!!!

It must be so difficult as our spouse will be the only people who will understand us in our old times. There will be generation gaps with the young ones when we grow old.

All this thoughts keeps me wondering. :-|

P.S. if you are drunk with thoughts when is my B’day its nearing :P 4th Feb

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