Life Just Goes On… and it only gets BETTER each passing day

How often have we all wished something was different?
How often have we all wanted to be better?
How often have we all wanted to do something just the right way?

I am sure the answer is “Billions of times”. I have had many people telling me stuff like ”I wish I wake up early”, “I wish I had a lighter skin tone”, “I wish I had whiter teeth”, “I wish I could go searching for missing treasure” (Trust me, I have heard this one as well) and the list goes on..

None of these are the “Wait-till-birthday-blow-on-a-candle” wish. They are things that we want to do, can do but still never do because of some lame excuses.

So here is my ode to the “Accomplishable - Wish List”. (Accomplishable?? well, at least most of them are)

I wish I could:
Wake up early every single day,
Spend a whooping 20 minutes staring at the mirror and checking out the minor blemishes on my skin,
Get my jogging shoes on and feel the cold air slap my face,
Start every day with a smile and a warm thought,
Kick myself every time I let a negative thought slide in my otherwise busy head,
Read many more books outside the bathroom
Eat healthy food,
Drive???
Forgive all those morons who hurt me in the past,
Call my friends more often and have a good laugh at all our crankiness,
Learn to take life as it comes,
Click some wow photos,
Have a nice little spoiled pet that brightens my day and gives me unconditional love,
Get the guts to color my hair,
Spend at least an hour everyday learning new things,
Get my hands dirty with clay making lovely little pots,
Make those hand-made cards again to tell someone I love them,
Wake up and not remember what I dreamt,
Tell “I love you” more often,
Go clubbing,
Stop watching those thrillers late night, (ah! I hate em) :|
Grow younger with each birthday,
Go on a date with Ajay Devgan, (awwwww, I find him so darn handsome)
Drink down all the alcohol in the house and feel the pleasures of a hangover,
Help a needy person,
And finally BLOG more!

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“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.”

Hello,
I have had a relatively relaxed weekend after ages.. and I mean “AGES”. I spent the whole of Saturday doing weekend chores and more than that browsing all the baby naming sites that are available (and if you haven’t done this yourself you won’t know how many are out there in the jungle of the internet).. Yes, that was what I did.

Well! Someone very dear to me has had a new addition to the family and the enormous task of naming the little one has fallen on my tiny little shoulders. I had no specifications whatsoever; and you must have already realized what pressure that could be on someone!

I initially felt that the name should start with the letter “A” (Who the heck cares if the name did have a meaning) till I realized every person I know is obsessed with the letter A.. And suddenly the parents were concerned that their son would be among the first few in the line for the science practical’s (?????)

Then after a series of discussions we decided that the name could take from one of the numerous names of “Lord Ganesha” (since they both shared their birth months)… and luckily everyone agreed (I mean the parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, nephews, nieces and everybody else on planet earth). Then started the herculean task of reading through all the names Lord Ganesha has. Did you know he had 108 names?? I carefully picked 5 of them to ensure it satisfies all the conditions laid (yes, the initially unconcerned relatives were not so unconcerned anymore) - Ensure the old generation can pronounce the name, ensure the name is not too long, ensure it does not start with the initial letters or the last letters in the alphabetical order, it should sound well with the surname … and if you haven’t been in that position you cannot even guess :)

After all the pleasures of the browsing, the discussions, the re-discussions we have finally agreed on 3 of the chosen 5 (and not all mean Lord Ganesha). Now, I am patiently waiting for the parents decision and I can’t be more excited to hear it…

I am a literature fanatic, but I have to disagree with Shakespeare on this. Whats in a name? Of course everything is in a name… I went through numerous blogging sites because I could not find one that allowed me to have a name that I would have liked to have. I must mention here that I spent ample amount of time on getting just the right name (at least something that was right for me). I do agree that no matter what the name was my writing would have been just as sparse but I definitely wouldn’t want to be writing under the blog site “abc” or “zyx” (Meaningless I mean)

If I did put so much of thought and time on my blogging site why wouldn’t someone want to do it for their son or daughter. After all this little one is their bundle of joy, is going to look up to them for everything, is going to be their ray of hope and is going to accomplish everything they couldn’t in their lives. They definitely wouldnt want the world knowing him as “abc” or “zyx”

Well! Just my thoughts….

Hiya;
How does it feel to be 30?? 3 days into it and I am already dreading it… Its awful, it sucks, it makes me feel .. DAMNED !!!! atleast thats what I would like to tell people but strangely thats not the truth

Just into 30 and I am already reflecting on my past. I have suddenly recognized the philosopher in me (ahm!! ah!! hmmm!! Philosopher and Me????), well I have eventually recognized someone in me that does some thinking (ah!! Finally).

Assuming that I live upto the ripe age of 60, I am now 50% though my life. So far into life and the question arises…. What have I done? What have I achieved?

hmmm!! hmmm!! Well, I have put on a few extra pounds in the last 10 years (if that matters), I have learnt some wierd computer languages (like anyone cares), I have read some moronic fiction novels where the heroine is a super bomb and gets away with murder (anyone there who hasnt read those dumb books?), I have a bank balance thats close to null (hmmmm, thats something not many achieve …), I have made atleast 18 new year resolutions and never lived upto any of them (anyone there who has?)..

On serious thoughts.. I have super duper friends who are there whenever I need them; I have a loving husband who means the world to me; I have a wonderful family and with every passing year we only love each other more.. and finally I have ME ..

Yes ME !!!! I have gone through really tough times and life has been an emotional roller coaster ride.. but I have survived, grown stronger, become more mature and started to believe in myself much much more. Reflecting back I dont repent a single day in my life… I am terribly glad I went through all the bad times and even glader that I had the happier times.. I definitely dont have a reliable bank balance or have a lifestyle that rocks, but so what.. I know one thing and that is I AM UNIQUE and I WOULDNT TRADE IT FOR ANYTHING ELSE :) 

Love
ME

Hello All,
I have been away .. a really really long time… Wonder what I have been doing?? hhhhmmm!! Well, Feb 11th was my last post!!! I had my 4th anniversary a couple of days before that and Valentines day was just after that….what did we do?? Oh yes, how can I forget, a couple of production systems went down.. I probably worked 14 hours and hit the bed as soon as I got home … ROMANTIC at its best What better than a good nights sleep?

Anything else in the past 2 months and 8 days!!! Nothing I can think off.. no trips, no weekend fun, no new parties.. a couple of birthday and bridal showers but that’s it… Have I just been lazy?? Maybe it's just the monotony of life?? Maybe after 4 years into marriage, I am really learning to just “GET ALONG” with life??

Hold on, DARN!!! My network connection keeps breaking off while I keep moving to find a comfortable position.. I need to avoid the laptop and the desk hitting my stomach…. This still hurts…oops!!!!! How on earth can I forget it???? I had a surgery!!! Yes, and that was what I did for the past 2 months.. the first month I was shit scared about the surgery and the second month I was/am still recovering….. The rest of Feb I spent numerous hours worrying over the phone to my mom (a medical employee who is miles away in India) and browsing every possible site that gave the slightest information about this condition (that only made matters worse).. one week recovering and then numerous hours cribbing over the pain and adjusting to a new life style with pain…. not to forget the countless hours I spent crying over my husbands shoulders, clinging on to him when I needed to get up or sit down… and what was I thinking - that Romance was now dead?

On second thoughts ROMANCE really is not just about the gifts, the candle light dinners and the small token of affection that we give each other (these obviously make life and love more interesting). But ROMANCE is more about being there when we need each other… it is about the small things he did while I was unable to get up from my bed… it is about the neatly arranged dinning table that had my breakfast, my water bottles, my fruits and medications every single day he had to leave me home alone and rush it work…it is the way he assured my worried parents that I was doing just fine.. It is about the way he spent hours choosing and getting me the right DVD’s to keep me entertained.. It is about the way he sat there when I woke up after the operation slowly wiping the small dried blood stains off my hand..

It is about those 2 looks from him…. It is about the way he worriedly looked at me when I dozed off after the anesthesia…..and It is about the way he held back his tears and smiled at me when I opened my eyes in the hospital ward..

It is really those 2 moments that I will cherish
That is ROMANCE,
That is LOVE,
That is dozing away knowing that he is around me and will be around when I wake up…

I would not trade this for anything… the candle light dinners and soft toys are add on’s but if given an option - I can spend another 10 Valentines day without a single memory of what we did that day and that would not matter.

Hello,

It is 10:00 PM on a Sunday evening and the same feeling creeps in. If there is one thing that has been constant in all these years that is the feeling I affectionately call ”I Loathe Mondays” . The “I Loathe Mondays” feeling occurs weekly once, most often it starts late on a Sunday night (at around 8:00 - 9:00 PM irrespective of the time zone). However if you have some major releases, activities, tasks that are planned during the next 5 days, the feeling starts creeping in a little earlier.

It is really strange that this consistency has been maintained all these years. When I was in school irrespective of whether my home work was completed or not, exam, tests blaw blaw blaw and all the other school hate activities.. I always hated Mondays. In college ' an Opalite (that's what we called all the residents of the Opal hostel) we had more fun than study. We had more group trips, more brothers and sisters weddings to attend, more temple and bus stop case studies and in short ' absolutely more fun. But that dint seems to stop this emotion. The same way: every Sunday ' every single week.

I was 100% sure work environment will change it and now after 6 years of IT experience, 5 companies, a few trips to various continents its still the same DARN feeling.

There is one thing that's changed though NOW: I don't really understand this feeling J Technology has advanced, I work all the days and that includes Saturday and Sunday. I don't have surprises in store for Monday But old things die hard J

The "I Loathe Mondays" feeling is here to stay.

Happy Mondays!

Hello All,

Technically this is my first blog on iland. I had to use the word “technically”; specifically because blogging happens to have been one of my New Year Resolutions. For those of you are wondering why I am 27 days a bit toooooo late.. here goes my story.. well, I did start blogging not exactly on the first (Is there anyone who starts living by their resolutions on the first day???) but maybe a couple of days later. After 3 days of blogging, I realised I did not like the skins on that site and most importantly, there werent really too many people’s blogs that I could read. That put me off!!!!!! What the heck am I doing here, blogging on a site where the only blog I could read was mine. I must admit, the only best thing about that site, was that it allowed me to delete my blog and there it went…. down the recycle bin.

I then chose another site and after a couple of blogs realised it wasnt actually a blogging site. People had gone to the extent of advertising their small scale companies to looking for new dates and I obviously dint really want to read that…. 

I knew that I needed the perfect blog spot. A place where I could share my dreams whenever I want, read about other people, know them through their writings, live their dreams and have them live mine.. I wanted to meet like minded people and grow as writer and more importantly a DREAMAER…..

ILAND was the place!! So here I am …blogging for the first time (Technically!!! ).. I must admit I have read a few blogs and they are if no anything MIND BLOWING!!!

I know I can never get there, but am glad am here now..