You can either do this or that ......

Let us face it - not always all things that we plan goes as per the plan. But that is the beauty of life. It is full of ups and downs. Life is never fair. Kuch paane ke liye kuch khona padta hai. Like my friend AC says, when things go wrong you can either do two things:

1) Be sad and brood
2) Accept the beauty of spontaneity that life presents and move on.

Second option sounds better. It is easier said than done... but that is life. It s all about embracing  the imperfections and taking each day as it comes.

Nosey Little Facebook Friend/S

Some People like to know about others' holidays and weekend parties

I am a facebook aficionado. I think Facebook is a great place to keep in touch and share information with friends and may be your neighbour's relatives too! Wondering what that means?

Let me give you a bit of background before explaining what I meant.

Apart from a profile picture, I have no more photos in my facebook album. That is mainly because I don’t think I am very photogenic. But today, I have found another reason to not to post any pictures on facebook.

Why should my photos be a source of timepass for my neighbour's relative who I dont even know?

Ok, so introducing my neighbour's relative - He is one of my friends (well, not really a friend but Facebook calls him my friend) – For sake of convenience I will call him Nosey. Nosey is my neighbour's relative and I met him at my neighbour’s house warming ceremony 2-3 years ago. At the evening reception, Nosey was assigned with the responisibility of welcoming the guests and as far as my memory goes, I think Thank you (for greeting and welcoming me) was the only word I ever spoke to Nosey.

Few days later Nosey sent me a friend request on facebook. Being the nice person that I am (ahem ..ahem..), I accepted the request. After the initial few posts such as do you remember me? Of course, I do. We met at Bhat uncle’s house right? - I totally forgot about Nosey.

Couple of weeks ago, Nosey posted on my wall - ''how are u?''

I replied in a very facebook ishtyle – ''I am fine, thnx. How r u?'' ( to be honest, I wasn’t actually interested to know about Nosey ...I am not being rude here but seriously why should I even bother?)

I did not hear back from Nosey until last week when he posted a wall message asking me ''how come you haven’t changed your profile pic in a long time?''

I was a bit annoyed to see that message. I decided not to respond.

Today Nosey has posted a wall message ''Do u not go for holidays or weekend parties? Y no pics of u? plz post some pics na''

Yeah, right!! Just because nosey wants to do some time pass by viewing my pics and pressing the facebook LIKE button and post comments like ( you look lovely as ever, beautiful, cool, gorgeous etc), I am not going to post my pics there.

Easy...facebook offers solutions to such problems...remove Nosey from my friends list, lock albums, tighten privacy settings etc but I wonder how many more Noseys are in my facebook friends list?

Sorry mate Nosey….you will have to find something else to do or find someone else’s profile for time pass.

I have now decided to purge Nosey and a few other facebook friends, namely the one who used to go to the same tuition centre as I did (that’s it....after school days, I saw this person again only on facebook when she sent me a friends request and even after that we never communicated),  my junior in college who I never spoke to but who is my facebook friend, so on and so forth.

No doubt they will LIKE it and I will get to hear that I am Gorgeous, Lovely as always and beautiful but I should share pics from my holidays and weekend parties with my neighbour's relative, my tuition mate and my junior in college because.............................????

Life this week - Memories of Diwali

This week, I have been drawing on diwali celebrations of my childhood days to make the best of present Diwali.

Jab ghar ki raunak badhaani ho...
Deewaron ko Jab sajaana ho
NEROLAC NEROLAC..
Rangon ki Duniya mein Aao
Rangeen Sapney Sajao
NEROLAC NEROLAC.....

This particular DD1 commercial and the Asian paints commercial where a war soldier returns home to his family for Diwali - every year these two ads used to be aired several number of times just few days prior to diwali. My enthusiasm and excitement for diwali also used to begin around that time.

Decorating the house with lamps and candles, tucking into sweets, bursting firecrackers, visiting relatives and friends- every diwali was filled with so much of fun and excitement.

I remember a particular diwali. I was 9 year old then. Even to this day I wonder why I fancied buying that red cotton lantern that I saw at the shop across the corner of the road. Papa had bought a yellow lantern that we hung in our sit out. It was a simple  paper lantern unlike the big red cotton lantern that I liked ....it was decorated with star motifs, rhomboid and round mirrors and long hanging threads.

I was naive. I did not understand the value of money then. My Papa, being the eldest of his 7 siblings, had several family responsibilities and monetary commitments. That is why Papa used to carefully spend every single penny.

Papa, brother and me went to the shop that was located at the end of the road to buy sweets and firecrackers. Bhaiya was just interested in the crackers but I was interested in the red lantern. I simply wanted that lantern for our house.

Papa bought us pedas, jalebis, pista chios and the firecracker package that consisted of my favourite sparklers, ground wheels, flower pots, the high flying rockets. But I was still staring at the red lantern in awe.

Me: ( pointing at the red lantern) ''Papa, can we also buy this red lantern?''  

Papa: ''Why do we need another lantern?''

Me: '' I don't like the yellow lantern. I like red''

Papa: ''Colour doesn't matter. Let's get started with the fireworks''

Me: Papa, please

Papa: '' Rs 175 is a lot to spend on a lantern especially when we have one at home''

Me: Papa, please please?

Papa gave in to my demands finally. That was very unlike him though. He would normally explain me the value of money. Probably Papa's heart melted when he saw my eyes and learned how badly I wanted to have the red lantern for our house.

Papa bought the red lantern and all three of us set off for home. I was jumping with joy on the way.

That turned out to be my best Diwali ever. The red cotton lantern played a great part in our diwali celebrations that year. But more importantly I realized how much my Papa loved me.

As I write this post, my lips are humming Jab ghar ki raunak badhaani ho..., my eyes are misty.

This precious memory and love of the family , is to me, what makes Diwali so special.

Happy Diwali.

 

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Missed calls

 

Few missed calls over two days..yet no response from my friend...is she really busy or is she just ignoring me????

I shall try her number again tomorrow. Do baatein ho sakti hai- ya tho woh mera call answer karegi ya phir nahi.. Mera phone answer NA karnekey uskey paas do reasons ho saktey hain...ya tho woh busy hogi ya phir woh mujhey ignore kar rahi hogi.....

Fultu Bakwaas...Cooker aur Kadhai

When I was cooking my dinner earlier today, I got reminded of a joke that I watched ages ago on Great Indian Laughter Challenge on StarOne. The joke was about a pressure cooker and a fryiing pan.  

Double burner ka choolha

Ek mein rakha that cooker

Aur ek mein kadhai;

Cooker bola kadhai se

Tu tho tavey ki saali hai 

baahar se bhi kaali

aur andar se bhi kaali hai!

Kadhai ne cooker se bola

Re Cooker tu apney gorey rung par itna kyon itraata hai?

Re Cooker tu apney gorey rung par itna kyon itraata hai?

yadi main kaali hoon

Tho mujhe dekhkar seeti kyon bajaata hai???

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password: *******************
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OK.....here we go...

username : *****************

password: **********************
Sorry the information you entered is invalid. Please try again.

huh......OK....once more.........

username: *****************

password: **********************

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Arrrrgh..........

username: **************
  Invalid ID or Password. You have been locked out of the system Please contact the system administrator.

Ah! Just what I need on a Monday morning.......

But my memory is not the one to be blamed for. If at all someone or something is to be held responsible, then it is got to be the www world.....a password for safeboot log in, netwrok log in, a password for Orkut, facebook, twitter...a password for blog, Indiblogger, Blogadda, a password for yahoomail, gmail, rediffmail, a password for GMAT online study companion....a password for this, a password for that, a password for anything, a password for everything....

I had written all my passwords on a piece of paper so that I never have difficulty in recollecting them but I kept the piece of paper in a very safe place that now I cannot even remember the place!

I had saved all the zillion passwords that I use, under 'notes' in Microsoft outlook but if I cannot log in to computer, then having the passwords in outlook is no good.

Previously, I used to have one universal password for all the various different log ins but remembering different usernames for different accounts was a challenge...so that idea failed too.....so, what is a best way to remember the passwords then??

Still on the phone waiting for IT guys to fix my password for me...........Apparently all the customer advisors are busy and my call has been placed in a queue...Thank God for the lovely music else it would have been so annoying.