But with us Biharis things are a little extreme.. for eg...... you are either an IAS / IPS / IITian or a criminal.If you are not a succesful engineer with a 6 figure salary, then its very likely that you are a rickshaw driver/ vegetable vendor/milk man....etc

You get the drift right......

So we go overboard, but after 2 solid years of groom hunting and still no luck you blow the whistle and the relatives join in the search (Like a police party). Phone rings and dad wants to "take it in the other room because its an adult thing" (As if I am 3.. hah.. you wish )

Relatives want to know why !? Their suggestion ....... "You being the Father of the Bride to be, need to overlook some shortcomings because nobody is perfect" .........except their son in law..... I mean define shortcomings .... A missing leg..... A missing character....what !?!?

So anyways, thus started the process of meeting boys and in one case boys brother

I still remember my very first experience of meet the boy / boys brother... It was my birthday and I had to meet the brother of one such prospective groom. We decided the place and I waited for him with two of my other friends. We looked and looked hard at every guy who was wearing black(he said he was wearing a black T)..... and hoped that any goodlooking guy in black who passed by would be the one... but I was completly disappointed when he finally appeard.... I mean how could they do this to me on my birthday... so anyways we headed for the coffee place... Turns out he looked even more ugly under yellow light.... That was the end of that.

Prospect No.2 met him in a crowded mall with family... It was going well... Till he rudely interupted his Mother who was having a conversation over the phone, for disregarding the fact that she was sitting in the company of others.... Till date I cant decided what is more rude..... mother on the phone or son screaming at her.

Preospect no3. He was 5 feet 4 inches... enough said!!!

Prospect no 4: A very good looking Bihari (its a dying breed) with an accent fresh from the fields of Bihar...ummmmmmm.. ok

some others in between better not mentioned.........................

and to make it worst my friends had to get married....ughhh .... and they call themselves my friends.............

So you see if you are a 27 year old single Bihari girl, living with her parents every one wants to know whats wrong!?

I wonder what it feels like not to be that girl............................

Walking down the road in Colaba I experienced the unthinkable

This guy appeared from no where and grabbed me... without a moments hesitation i ran after him and jabbed a punch on the back of his neck.... he flung his hand which landed on my ear and before I could recover from the shock he ran away. I clenched my fist, gritted my teeth and with tears in my eyes, walked in the other direction feeling completely helpless. It took me 2 days to recover

I was told that I was very brave to have done what I did and then there were others who thought that it could have turned ugly.... but I guess in that fraction of a second when i decided to fight the guy all I could see was him....... walking away........ like nothing had happened .......and i could not let that happen.

I guess no amount of punishment is enough for ppl like him, except maybe to throw them infront of a speeding train or better yet, let a wild animal snack on them.....

And like any other tragedy there were bystanders, who watched!!

PS: Dont jus be a bystander and watch

Birth..... Life.... Happiness.... Suffering.... Pain.... Sorrow..... Joy.... and the inevitable DEATH Its a cycle.. for some the cycle is completed in a shorter duration

Once upon a time there was an innocent boy, who loved and respected his parents, cared for his younger brother selflessly and wanted to give him all the happiness in the world, spread joy in the lives of every one around him............. always wanting to help.......... what a "gem"

His simplicity was misunderstood. His extraordinary kindness made every one around him feel ordinary.

He was not meant for this world they say... This selfish world

He has completed his journey within 24 years..........and it is the next level for him now.... like Tetris... The next level!!

He fell sick and never recovered...........His condition deteriorated every day and we watched him die slowly ....... The infection spread to evey part of his body but still we hoped and prayed for a miracle......... This tragic end was inconcievable......... But after struggling for his life in the ICU of a famous hospital he vaccated Bed No. 8457 leaving behind his grieving parents, a brother who does not realise what he has lost and relatives who stood by his side in those last days.

A day does not pass when you are not remembered.

His face flashes infront of our eyes........... the innocence.......... the smile........ he stares at us from the innumerable family photos and videos celebrating birthdays, rakhi, holi, diwali.......... there will be no more..

Here is to you baby, whereever you are.... you shall be missed

This is not the end but the final awakening................

Until we meet again!!

Went to Delhi for the weekend... Visiting cousins..... getting away from the routine.......

Freezing weather!!! The temperature went as low as 6 degrees.... brrrr........ within a few seconds of landing I knew i was up for some serious chilling or should I say freezing........... Carried every piece of warm clothing I owned.... and thats a total of 3. A denim Jacket a sweater and a sweat shirt............ and with that I was ready to brave the Delhi winters... or so I thought............

Delhi was gearing up for the republic Day Parade.... Wanted to see the parade, but dropped the idea... the thought of getting up at 4 in the morning and standing in a queue to watch the parade had something to do with it....... :)

Met my favourite cousin sis and her husband(my own personal geanie for the next two days) and had a great time. Let myself be pampered being the youngest cousin en all........

Travelled on the metro.... They have managed to maintain a fair degree of cleanliness and I did not have to elbow anyone to get in.. The stations have signs all over saying chewing of beetle leaves and gum is not allowed .... I guess the"DONT SPIT" signs dont work anymore... he he he

Saw the Qutub Minar... went to Delhi Haat... sorry I mean Dilli haat......... I think its just great... anybody visiting Delhi must visit Dilli Haat.... Some really cool stuff to pick and choose from........

Saw a 4D movie at Spice mall

Bought this really chic robe/ jacket for mum () and a cool looking kurta for dad.............

Gifted di a coffee set. It was an "artdinox" . Jiju said it is an expensive lifestyle brand. She said she liked it.....

I like buying gifts.............. I dont buy gifts too often or for too many people........... but when i do, i would like it to be the best............. What I most love about gifting is to see the ex-pressions on the faces of people who are receiving those gifts......the twinkle in their eyes the genuine happiness...... Its priceless........ Genuine being the key word :)..............

Dos and donts of gifting

Dos

1) Buy gifts (Only then will you get gifts :)!!!

2) Buy meaningful gifts(Remember what goes around comes around)

3) Do not set a budget........ you are limiting your options

4) Give it personally.... its only then that you can see joy on the face of the person who receives the gift(unless they dont like it and thats when it backfires)

Dont

1) Dont not buy gifts

make a plan and take a random trip.......... and you relise how much fun it can be.... even if it is family :)

If you ask me there is no such thing as love, Infatution ... I understand!.... crushes(temporary obsession with a person of opposite sex or same sex depending upon ones sexual orientation) .... Possible! Compatability ..... absolutely !! But Love is something I do not understand.............

I believe that a relationship can work only if two people are friends first. And that to me is how close one can get to love...

And if this blog was to be renamed ever, it would read " and then I wonder why I am single "... he he he

There is this lingering feeling of discontentment and unhappiness.... Feeling of not wanting to let go but knowing that whats not yours has to be given up sometime or the other And missing some friends may have had something to do with it.....

Got my eyebrows and upper lip done 1556th time but it still hurts...... and i feel like a lesser man too.... thats all the pain that I can take today...

I know the lyrics to Khoya khoya Chand title track.... Its absolutely beautiful

" Kyuon khoye khoye chand ki firaak mein talaash mein udaas hai dil.... Kyon apne aap se khafa khafa zara zara sa naraaz hai dil...Yeh manzilen bhi khud hi taye karen yeh faslein bhi khud hi taye kare.... kyun to rastoon pe saham saham sambhal sambhal ke chalta hai dil....

Zindgi sawaloon ke jawaab dhondnein chali...... jawaab nein sawaloon ki ek lambi si ladi milli ....sawaal hein sawaal hain soojhti nahin gali......... ke aaj haath tham lo ek haath ki kamin khali

Dil ko samjhana kehdo kya aasan hai... dil to fitrat se sunlo na beiman hai... ye khush nahin hai jo mila... bas magta hi hai chala... janta hai har lagi ka dard hi hai ebas ek sila "

Read a lil bit of Games ppl play..... It said that lack of physical contact can be compared to lack of food (starvation) and both of these can have a fatal impact.... Hmmm..... interesting!! and on some level i believe it.... Oh lord I have another level...............

........................the term "blog" is not my phone dictionary.........................

Going for an icecream with an old friend.... quite looking forward to it... and I dont jus mean the icecream...... Little pleasures of life...

Will listen to khoya khoya chand one last time today and then will call it a day......