A little aboout myself - because I am TAGGED :)

Ok… so now I have been tagged by my “possessive and over indulgent mother” (as she puts it :))
I know some people who just dread getting tagged and fulfill this duty just like our ministers attend the parliament sessions… aka formality …
However, I am totally the opposite. I luuuurvvve talking about myself...Infact as one of the famous Hindi movie dialogues: “I am my favorite person” So shamelessly and audaciously, here I go blarrring about myself, whilst all of you dearies have to read through it…because … (I’d say you rather read this instead of me having to blow some more trumpets about myself)

Four places you have lived:

1)Bombay: Ae dil hai mushkil jeena yahan…zara hatke…zara bachke…yeh hai Bombay meri jaaan :) for me, the whole country can be summed up into Bombay and I feel this humongous pride to be a Bombay-ite.
When people ask me what religion/caste I belong to – it’s so confusing to understand myself that I just choose to tell’em – I am a Bombay-ite :)
That’s what this city is. Be here for 21 …or 2…or 1 year and it becomes your religion. You cannot be separated from it ever…never ever.
The city that never sleeps – the city that provides exudes warmth in every nook and corner. It’s the city that bounces back to life within 24 hours after bomb-blasts, terrorist attacks and heavy floods. It that city where even a stranger on the road will leave his most important appointment to witness your fight with another stranger and not move until he has all the details. And it is this stranger who will leave everything to push your car that has been stuck in a ditch. I can talk so much about Bombay – umm…matter enough for one single post :)

2)Boston: This is where I live now, where I actually grew. Coming away from the shell and shelter of home, actually learning to be myself, gaining independence – “standing on my feet” ( hahaha…too clich├ęd…isn’t it?)
Its here that I earned my first paycheck. Lived with people other than family for the first time, had mice as room-mates for 3 years (yes… eeekss…we had rats in our student apartments :))
A lot more feats achieved and working towards more in this beautiful city of beans and brains (yeah… around 200 colleges in Boston alone)

3)Delhi: The city where I was born. The place I associate my summer-vacations with, cousins, shopping, eating, meeting cousins and having a lotttt of fun with.

4)Pratapgarh: A small village in the interiors of Rajasthan that I proudly call my native place. Although, I no longer have close family there, we visit Pratapgarh very often for the temples and the very beautiful places in this popularly cultural state of India. The palaces, the temples, the occasional tribal dances, the street vendors with lovely pieces of jewellery and ethnic dresses and yaaaa…not to forget the “desi-ghee” dripping meals :)

Four T.V shows you love (d) to watch

1)Sex and the City: this one tops my list. I love this show because Big and Carrie are one of my favorite’s couples ever. And also for the fact that this show is all about Fashion – I live for it :)

2)F.R.I.E.N.D.S: This one I must have seen each episode of every season like 3 times and more. Infact I sync my work-out timing with Friends, else end up having gloomy, unmotivated workouts. And ya, Ross and Rachel… I love’em too :)

3)Koffee with Karan: This is a celebrity talk show hosted by one of my favorite directors. More than for the movie he makes, I like Karan Johar for the way he talks (diction, body language …) and what he talks. And I so love to hear the celebrity rendezvous….all the gossip, personal secrets revelations et al.

5)Lost: There was a time when I would be awake till 4 am and watch back-back episodes. Now with the deteriorating script, I still love to watch it for Sawyer.

Four places you have been on vacation

1)San Francisco: That’s my 2nd favorite city in the world after Bombay. There’s something mysterious and hypnotic about the weather, the 70 degree roads, the crooked street, the stores in downtown, the golden gate bridge….its a magical place :)

2)Las Vegas: what happens in Vegas…stays in Vegas :) you have to go there to experience it ;)

3)Orlando: did this trip with parents and bro… had sooo much fun. Total fun-packed place

4)Haridwar: This religious town in the northern part of India stays very close to my heart. The serenity of this place is something I shall never forget and makes me want to visit again an again

Four of your favorite foods

1)Things starting with “C”: Chocolates, cakes, chaat… A true Bombay-ite: I have a special place in my heart for pani-puri. Nothing so unhygienic and yet utterly delicious…

2)Pav Bhaji: Another Bombay blessing to the world!!! lovvvvve it

3)Italian cuisine: Some so full of cheese and calories … how can I not like . Served with a glass of red-wine and I am happppy

4)Gola: this crushed-ice candy fitted into a wooden-stick and dipped in flavored syrups… slurp…slrup...slrup :)

Four websites you visit daily

1) : atleast once in every 10 min
2) : mainly for the entertainment and gossip in Bombay times and even more entertainment in the political drama
3) : for the serious more important news
4) ahhh – my stress buster

Four places you would rather be

There’s just one where I wanna be
ON the top of everything I do :):):)

Four things you hope to do before you die

Now that’s a tough one … :)
Itna socha nahi hai …. And the ones that I’ve though about…ummm tooo personal
Sorry…. Skipping this one

Four novels you wish you were reading for the first time

1)Prodigal daughter – Jeffrey Archer: the zeal and fervor of a young girl and the relationship with the governess. I can read the book 100 times for these two things alone.

2)Doctors – Erich Segal: The story of two friends who are meant to have a deeper relationship than that.

Actually besides these 2, I’d rather read something new each time. So many books and so little time :)

Four Movies You Can See Over and Over

1)Pardes : hahahha…I know people going ewwww for this cheesy movie…but I a total sucker for this one :)
2)Pretty Woman
3)Sex and the city ( movie)
4)Dilwale Dulhaniya le jayenge : all time favorite

Now 4 people whom I wanna tag:

Aaaaa… I am not gonna impose this on anyone…and most importantly – my Mom tagged all the people I would have wanted to :)
So please feel free to take this cue for a new post and let us know more about your lovely self :)


You are still there ...

Footprints in the sand
That we left behind
When we walked hand in hand
Remain crisp in my mind

Wasn’t it just yesterday?
That you held me strong
On life’s cross-way
And guided me all along

Standing ahead, so that I don’t falter
And behind, to catch me when I fall
Next to me, so that I am not alone
Dint I just have it all

You remain within me
Although we don’t see each other
This bond is until infinity
And we are forever ...

I tried to save the footprints
When we were not apart
Now I let the waves wash them
They are safe in my heart


A secret affair !!!

After a stupid post - followed by a serious post, its time for a special one… for a very special…very significant person …papa :)

(This one was supposed to be posted on father’s day …but I am 2 weeks late)

A father-daughter relation is the least talked about. We all celebrate mother’s day with greatest grandeur and talk about how much we love our moms as if mentioning that ,is a part of our system. But, it is not so often that we read about someone celebrating father’s day with pomp or even less , casually talking about it.

Why is it that this is the most-least hyped relation of all, when actually it’s the most beautiful and inexplicably exceptional one in the world.

What is it that makes this father-daughter relationship so unique… so special? I am not trying to analyze it and neither do I have any answer to this one. It’s just that on every occasion of a father talking about his girl or a girl talking about her father, I am taken into a moment full of smiles.

There is this bond between a father and his daughter that is so mysterious…so unfathomable…so eternal..

I know someone at work, who in the midst of a meeting, answered a call, which is very unlikely of him. Apparently it was the store calling to confirm something he had ordered for his daughter. After attending to the call, he apologized to the room full of people, saying that “it’s for my daughter – that’s my main job. If this gets delayed, I don’t go home and don’t get to come to office too “
Awwww… isn’t that cute :)

There’s this colleague of mine - who means just business all the time. We were out on a team lunch and someone mentioned a dance recital. He immediately joined the conversation, because his little girl just had one recital. The moment we reached office, he called us to his office to show a dance video of his daughter. His face was lit with pride that I had not even witnessed even when he spoke about his patents.

Even a big celebrity magazine, just ran a whole issue on papas and their princesses.

Talking about myself, I cannot even start to explain the relation I share with papa. He is my idol, my pillar. His presence gives me confidence so much so that for every tough exam, papa has to come to drop me - has to cancel the most important court case.
It’s the faith that when papa is around, nothing can go wrong :)Touchwood!!!

My professor once told me that in Italian they have a very famous saying which means that “the father is the last wall between the daughter and the world” How true is that?

Protecting his precious baby from the world whom he perceives as an enemy when it comes to her, saving her from every small scratch that she might get , giving up pleasures that please him most for her. He’d do everything possible to make his daughter smile.

I know all this, because I see papa doing it everyday for me.

The funniest and the weirdest thing is that we go 100 times and tell momma how much we love her, but very rarely share this with papa. And the same is true for him too. How many times does he express it in words?

Don’t they say: like-father-like-daughter? :)

In my farewell party (for Boston), papa said that “we (papa and I) share a secret love affair”.

Can anything be more appropriate? :)

Love you papa…muahhh :)