Whew!!!! I have given a damn new look to my blog... :)

Gul and Tea...

My morning starts with the alarm sound going on at 5.30 am.. trrinnnnnngg... It takes another 5 to 10 mins to wriggle out of the bed.. hen by the time i open my eyes widely its 15 mins past my alarm... oops i got to pack things for H.. :( Let me start..

I do everything properly except one... As i dont fall into the category of those who drink tea and coffee this often slips out of my mind... I happily get the other stuffs ready and in a half sleepy mode sit on the couch.. its then H asks for his coffee.. man i then remember i haven't even kept the teapot on the oven..:P

How much i said i will marry a guy who never drinks tea or coffee so i need not it make it... but now???? this is the only complaint against me saying "Aunty, your daughter doesn't make tea for me without me asking for it... I got to ask her every other day to make some for me..."... oops.. sorry..:D gee

Anyways I thank God as H is not a teapot asking for tea always..:P thereby me making tea is very limited to twice a day.. mostly its only once..:P God knows how it tastes for i have never tasted tea in my life. and the tea i make seems to be ok and at times good..:P hear say guys...:)

world or part of your world???????

Last week as i was talking to a friend of mine the conversation steered towards the concept of spouse being everything to you. I was on the contrary saying that a spouse can only be part of your world though the percentage of how much he/she means in your world being a different issue but definitely cant be your world. She argued that "NO. Your spouse is your world"..

Though our conversation stopped at this limit on that day it was a big question within me and kept me thinking more and more on it. How can your spouse mean the world to you? In that case nothing others matters is it?

One makes his or her own world till the he or she gets married and all of a sudden erase everything and make your spouse your world? How on earth is it possible? As far as i think you can make him or her very much to be a part of your world and as time moves on and as you get to know your spouse more and more the percentage of how much they mean in your world changes but still you have your own world.

Each one forms his or her own world according to his/her fancies. Some have books as part of their world.. some dance.. some music... some friends.. some cooking.. some home making... some their garden.. some cars... some bikes... or some little of everything mentioned above...They have their own personal space in which they do not let anyone step in be it anyone....

In this case how can a spouse be your world... I have a question here.. You get married and your spouse is your everything.. Fine... After some years when you have your kids aren't they part of your world too? Then how can you say spouse is your world? Why your parents who sweat so much to bring you up aren't part of your world after you get married?

So I concluded your spouse is a (significant) part of your world and not its entirety...

I posed the same question to few others too and got answers of both types...

God Bless them all!!!

A rewind button...

A: Hey pose for the snap..

B: Hey no.. I dont like to pose for snaps..

What is wrong in posing for a snap? Why being so fussy?

We always remember the past and at times also feel that it would be nice if we can live it again. What if we have a time machine? We want to live those moments again isnt it? But we all know we cant and its impossible to recreate the magic....

The simple solution is photographs.. Don't you think so? Its the greatest way to capture the moment and its fun when you look at it years later... I have pictures taken from day 1 of my birth. Its fun when i look at it now. My favourite pass time is to bring those big big albums and sit with mom and see all the pics. While doing so we talk about all those happened during that time. :) We almost get back to those time.

In fact i had sent home the pics i took last week and on seeing it dad said she has the same kind of pose when she was 1 year old... ie.. as walking on the road i just turn my head back to see... :) I don't remember what happened when i was 1 year old but then the fact that my dad had gone back a quarter century was a nice thing..:)

Living so far from my loved ones photographs are the only way i keep in touch with them... Every change that happens with me is shared with them through photographs... be it remodelling the house or something i cooked or my new hairstyle, my new wall hanging, my new furnitures..:D Sounds crazy but for a person who has always grown discussing everything with her parents this means a way that can bridge the geographical separation..:)

You can find the photograph-fussy-people saying no no i dont like to pose for a photograph... no please.....no please.... man nobody thinks you are a Katrina Kaif or a John Abraham... Its just to capture the moment as it brings nice memories when you see it later...

Not necessary that you have to stand in the picture but even pictures of landscapes make you remember the events that happened when you visited that place...

Whatever be it or whoever fusses for posing but for me framing the past is the best way to rewind time...:)

Happy photographing and Happy posing!!!!!

i'm back...

Its been quite some time since i have been to my blog world... There were so many things that stopped me from coming here... One of the reason being Laziness... :P

One main reason that made me come back is that i was in facebook and was also doing well with farmville... but somehow got bored with facebook as such and thought rather get back to my blog world and do some useful stuffs too...

So i'm here.. :D and have been busy writing.. Man this is my third post for the day... :P

Cya...

My Hero...

I love him the most....

I respect him the most...

He is my all time hero...

He is my teacher...

He means the most to me...

I can do anything for him...

He is my... Daddy!!!!!

This is how i call him. He was the one who taught me to be bold and face any situation. He taught me how to make decisions. He taught me the difference between the man's world and the women folk's world. He also taught me how to bridge the gap and is still helping me around with it as i'm new to it for now i'm in a position where i got to make decisions. :)

He taught me the value of being transparent in a family and how any situation need to be handled. He taught me to be honest and imparted all the moral values and principles of life. He has always been an armour for our family and i'm so proud to be his daughter. Having worked with the nation's force he also taught us what discipline is. :) All these morals might be small as a word when you hear it but when you live with it then you realise the real meaning.

He was the one who taught me that life has to be lived with principles and not anyway. He also taught that one should have control over situation and not let the situation control. He was the one who taught me to stand by what i decide and be firm on it come what may...

We have had the best of interactions which i will always cherish...

At times i wonder how i would have been if i was not his daughter but then i think that could have been the worst curse i could have ever got.

I miss you daddy....

What made me write this post?????

There are a few instances where i came across those people who don't have the best of relationships with their father. One says she hasn't been talking to her father for 2 years now and the other is always rebellious to a father who loves him the most and would do anything for him. How can one behave like this to a father for whom their children mean everything?

Though you know it yourself i have never told you that...

I LOVE YOU DADDY!!!!!

and i know you will always be there for me... :)

Life

If you feel life it is a tragedy,

and if you think about it its comedy.....