Break, panic and breathe

My laptop has been acting crazy since yesterday post some stupid software update that has been running since yesterday night! 😦

Because of which I have been away from my blog and haven’t been able to reply to all the comments and the mails.

Additionally the WordPress app keeps crashing for no bloody reason! And my phone zonks out for fun at indefinite intervals!

Looks like all the electronic devices are up in protest!! 😥

Plus I have also been blessed with immense workload since the past week which looks to make its presence felt till  the next week 😦

And the fact that I had a panic attack when I realised that my stupid short term plans are no where close to coming true, pray for a miracle is all that I can do!!!

Ah! Now that I have let off some steam, I’m going to just try and breathe and take it one disaster at a time…

Hoping that my electronic devices have a speedy recovery! 😦


Little surprises

Post the post about handwritten letters, there were many fellow bloggers who seemed to be interested in receiving/writing hand written letters. And this gave me an idea, I have decided to send in a few handwritten letters as a surprise for this valentine’s day! 😀

Now, since I can’t write a whole bunch of letters, I have decided to write about 15 letters to the bloggers with whom I regularly interact on the blogosphere! 😀

I may have forgotten a few names, so apologies in advance! 😛

Further there is no obligation to take part in this, I will jot down the names of the bloggers and request you guys to forward me your addresses if you want the letter to my email id – Further, there is also no obligation to reply back 😛

If there are a few people who drop out of the list of bloggers given below, I would list out a few other bloggers to take their place too! 🙂

Jotting down the first 15 names that come to my head right now :

1) La sua principessa –

2) Sucheta Biswas –

3) Indian Drifter –

4) Anoop aka Babaji –

5) Jithin –

6) Andy –

7) Soumya –

8) Regular Indian Girl –

9) shruti –

10) Sweety –

11) Anawnimiss –

12) Christy –

13) Saya –

14) Adi –

15) Lipuster –

Aunty Hangover

Thanks to my sister’s engagement, I’m down with an aunty overload. Though it would be an uncle overload too but unfortunately I haven’t met many varities of the same.

So, presenting the various types of aunty –

  • Ultra Bhakti Aunty: Now the aunties belonging to this class are too devotional and if that wasn’t enough, they expect the other girls also to be the same. To know all the bhakti geet and shlokas by heart and dress up ‘decently’, the kind who will shoot you one extremely dirty look because you have no freaking clue about some random Punjabi prayer being sung and cause you have a sleeveless top, Oh my! What a sin!?
  • Dance Masti Aunty: These aunties love to dance and pull others to dance too, against their very will, and if they protest, will go complain to their parents about it. The worst part is that their choice of song is the ‘radha solo dance’ and suddenly midway when you have 20 year olds dance their way away, these 50 plus ones join the crowd, making it a not so pleasant situation thanks to the size and moves.
  • Bhukkad aunty: Food is all that they love, making mountains of rotis and rice on their plates and gobbling down gulab jamuns at an alarmingly fast rate to hounding the waiters serving the starters, they are the ones to count while recovering the per plate rate at a buffet 😀 😛
  • Har baat pe toko aunty: These aunties have to give their bit of criticism on every single thing, from the food to the flowers to the music and hold your breath, the pandit too! Overheard that the pandit didn’t know what he was telling and another pandit from the rival caste should have been called *facepalm!*
  • Regional Divide Aunty: Now since this was an inter region/caste/I have no clue what it is supposed be apart from a simple love marriage, all that I could hear was the north-south divide since we have predominantly been raised in the south and the guy is from the north. The aunties didn’t leave any stone unturned to add how the ‘madrasis’ were dark and that there were girls who were the colour of milk that could be potential brides.
  • Gift check Aunty: These aunties keep a track of the number of fruit baskets given, the types of dry fruits gifted, the amount of cash distributed, the clothes gifted and the size of each person’s gift including guessing the gift given!
  • Matrimony association aunty: These aunties keep a track of all the single guys and girls, from their kundalis to salaris to educational backgrounds to family wealth, thus making them a walking talking matrimonial site. Keeping rishtas ready for their sons, cousins, neighbors, family friends or at random making matches for strangers. Oh and yeah they also keep check on who is flirting with whom so that it makes for a good topic for the next evening’s tea gossip.
  • Fashion Aunty: These aunties have the complete list of what clothes go with what accessories and hair do, they always have an eyeliner, lip gloss, compact or kajal that come handy in dire situations! And of course, you will have the kind who will nudge you to drape your sari in another fashion and will not stop bugging you till you do so.
  • Jawaani nahi dhalti Aunty: Now these aunties are waaaaay over their age yet refuse to accept that they have aged and try to act like their daughter’s sisters which is plain nauseous. From wearing colour coordinated same sized clothes and I won’t even talk about the provocative and seductive dance moves, that just made me run and hide like a cornered animal.
  • Dollar Aunty: These aunties are typical NRIs who will convert their currency into INR and talk about how rich they are, about the nauseating poverty and cleanliness and the lack of 5 star hotels in the country and how ‘modern’ the girls abroad are but will choose a gharelu indian bahu for their sons who can cook, clean the house and definitely be totally covered.

Ending my rant short here with a typical aunty statement:


Letters and Lies


Extremely sorry for the illegible handwriting and this post is inspired from a fellow blogger’s post on handwriting, can be found here at –

Surprisingly enough, I’m a big fan of hand written letters, find it waaay comforting than an email or a message using electronic media. I would write long love letters to ‘him’ and they didn’t need any occasion, just when I felt too overwhelmed with feelings, I would jot them down at random, then and there, since I believe that I’m not good at expressing my feelings.

I still remember the last letter that I got from him, I had to go fight at the post office since I couldn’t wait for the letter to be delivered and had to go get it as soon as it reached the post office. 😀

And the last time that I wrote him something, not exactly wrote anything but I sent back all the letters that he gave me in the past two years.

I also remember the first letter that I sent, all the way to Saudi to a friend of mine who relocated due to her father’s job, strangely we wrote letters to each other for close to six years but then magically lost touch with each other apart from being friends on facebook.

Personally, I love the entire anticipation and excitement of receiving a letter, just shows that someone has taken out precious time out of their life just to say something to you. 🙂


The disappearing act that has been pulled off by me in the past few days has completely to do with my sister’s engagement which is on the 25th! 🙂 Because of which I will be invisible till the 27th  😦

Somehow the concept of marriage scares me, after all how well do you know the person you are in love with? What if it wasn’t love in the first place? What if after you get married, you meet the love of your life?

Which is why I have been asking my sister, time and again if she is sure. More importantly, how do you know that he is the one?

I just had this conversation with her for the hundredth time and she had just one answer – ‘No one ever knows.’ She explained me the reason for the same too.

You don’t love a person looking at how much he earns, because in that case you love his money and not him, the same holds good with one’s physical appearance, and once he loses that particular trait, the person loses his value.

But when you love someone for who they are, no conditions attached and they love you just the same, you know that as time passes, people change and strangely it won’t affect you because it still remains the same person you loved despite the changes.

And no one knows what the future holds, it may so happens that the person you married turned out to be all that you feared, life doesn’t end there. You try to make things work out and if still the situation turns out to be hopeless then you just walk away. But what if it does work out? No one guarantees you happiness for an entire lifetime, apart from their unrelenting support through the highs and lows of life.

Does that mean that you wait for the right person to come along? Maybe you take the chances with the one who feels the right-est at that point of time in life. No doubt that there are and will be better men than the one you get married to, be it education or career or behavior wise but you decide who is the one for you. The grass is always greener on the other side is the common feeling but then why should it stop you from taking chances?

Now that I know her answer, it’s comforting to know that though she has listened to her heart, she is taking her brains along with her too! 😀

Cleared the exam!!

I’m currently pursuing Chartered Accountancy, have just given my finals, it consists of two groups of 4 papers each, because of the lack of time I managed to give just one group. And guess what? I cleared it! 😀

So, I’m technically a 3/4th CA 😛

I had been dreading this day since the very beginning, trembling with fear and self doubt and had all sorts of crappy dreams about not clearing the exams. Thankfully, none of them came true! 😀

I got the results today afternoon and cried for a good whole 10 minutes after looking at the pass status on the computer screen and then couldn’t move because I was paralysed with both shock, fear and happiness! Ma was at school and as soon as I told her the result, she too shrieked out of happiness and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

It still takes time to sink in, but for today, I’m going to do my celebratory happy dance and gorge over ice cream! 😀