The Green valley….

9 of us…all girls…the place for an ideal getaway was Panchgani…


I have had some of my best memories there..and the best stories too!


 


The chilling winter of 2009 and the greener pastures were outstanding for a jump in the valley. We booked our set of flyers and were all into sumos trailing across the wonderful mountains amongst wild flowers. Our jump-suits with our jumpers were our set of drivers too. This is that one moment I had been waiting for to check off from my to-do list. We got off at several places to check the wind and it was never visible as per the riders of the giant sky waves. The girls were howling mad on who would dare the go first as we managed to finally find a windy spot. And I without doubts was the one to willing give my life in the hands of a stranger.


 
The huge curtain was opened. It looked like it covered most of green land. A rider was busy strapping himself to the seat of the joy-ride, while I was preparing for my safety gears. The feel of the huge cloth waving happily against the winds and making a howling sound already took my excitement sky-high. And even before I could realize it, I was running the length of the mountain with my rider in full swing to jump off the mountain. He yelled out to me ‘Quick sit down’ and I was in the joy-ride seat, miles above the earth, in a valley with tall trees towering high, its tips almost touching my feet. I could see the village real tiny, kids running in the fields and pointing out amazingly at the gliders. I was in mid-drift when I heard a soft moan pass my glider’s mouth who was enthusiastically speaking about his past experiences at diving out of a mountain. Excitement was too high, but I managed to grasp his pause in story-telling to realize I wasn’t feeling the air through my face sweeping by. And all he said was ‘ Don’t panic, we need to do an emergency landing as we wont be able to get back to where we took off, the wind has stopped flowing and you are too heavy for me to maneuver back’. Well I definitely hadn’t panicked but really wild as the half-my-weight glider was blaming me for not landing safely. Well it wasn’t much use arguing in mid-air, least he might just drop me off the belt saying ‘goodbye’. And as we started to glide down towards the huge fields, the village kids ran across its length chasing us. Well they weren’t the only ones chasing our glider as I almost kicked a pack of dogs who were howling madly behind us all through the narrowing valley.


 
With a soft thud I landed in paddy fields with the huge curtain following us covering most of the field possible. I looked at the sky and the 7 minute ride, felt like I made an exit out of space and life. I can only envy the birds and bees for the most exquisite gift of their life, the ability to fly.




After landing I almost had a 100 kids and dogs around me, giggling, talking, barking and explaining how risky it gets for gliders and how they manage to rescue a few off the trees all blood-stained. After seeing my horror-struck face they managed to cool me off by telling me they were all ‘firangs’ trying stunts on their own. I then asked my glider ‘So how do we get back?’ And he said “We have landed kilometers away, would have to take an ST through the village to reach back in approx 2 hours”. This time my face never left the horror struck expression.




But what an experience it was!! Reaching the house where all the 8 girls were awaiting my return with ‘garam pohas and garam chai’ after my dare-devil adventure, I managed to fill them up with my story of the flight chased by dogs, to the ride across the Wai village with loads of white-caps who seemed like members of the panchayat in the bus, awed by little school children, the cattle and goats grazing in meadow, of the ladies carrying pots towards the well on the kachha roads…Oh!! India is just the same as mentioned in books hundreds of years ago…every little detail as I sat in the window of that bumpy ST, remembering my flight and hoping the seats of the ST were made of cotton!!!!!!

…Mana….Paragliding at Panchgani (its a must)


 

Movements unnoticed!!

A snake moved along the ground,

To human ears it made no sound,

It intended to hurt the baby doll,

That rocked in cradle yards apart,

It hissed out low but was shadowed,

By a swift move flying high above,

The eagle eyes saw it there,

And now the ground, it is bare,

The baby continued to rock,

Till mommy came and put a sock!!

–Mana


 

A sad story…

People are made to be Loved n Things are made to be used. The confusion in the World is, Coz people are being used and Things are being Loved.

I must have forwarded this SMS to everyone, coz I really liked the deep meaning in it.

Anyways here's my new blog.

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He sat there all day. I have been with him since I was 1 year old and adored him a lot. I have walked the roads, holding his hands and he had comforted me when the nites were too long.

And now it was a sad feeling when he wouldn't be sitting there. 20+ years and I had always seen him at the same place with his big round eyes, staring into me. I hadn't really held his hand in a long time or walked around with him. I understood that he was kind of ignored but I knew he was always around.

Just a day ago he was fine and then my dad said, “Loads of dirt settled here, I guess he needs a bath”. And he was put straight into the washing machine. It's not like the first time he had taken a bath there but this time it seemed different. For starters the washing machine was new. Secondly, he had turned extremely old and then the fur coat couldn't take it any further. By the time the machine was done with its work, he was ripped apart with all his cotton soaked into the water. His eyes had popped out too and the nose was intact but seemed like a running nose.

My dad had bought him for my 1st birthday from another country. He had the best brown coat with amazing round eyes and a smart nose. He was as huge as a real one, atleast I felt that way when I was a year old. And he was my constant companion when I went out with my parents or when I slept in my room. As the years passed by, he was placed as the best show-piece on the table top in my room. And now, he was the foremost thing to be thrown away. Ofcourse, I'll miss him..My Big Brown Teddy.

- Mana


 

The Plane the Arrow the Ring!!

Story 1: - Jan 2009

I fly like Paper Get high like Plane!!! ' The singer and entertainer of our group.

She had been smiling, talking and fighting all at the same time either over the phone or the chat window. 2 yrs of a long-distance relationship is really long. And even after 2 yrs there's no sign of the boy coming back.

The plane is finally about to land after 2 yrs and that too with a proposal at hand.

15 days flat 15 days and everything including the wedding month is decided.

My friend sufficed the longest long-distance relationship possible and made it work.

 

Story 2: - Feb 2009

Cupid strikes 4 ' The last and the most romantic member of our group.

She had been smiling, talking and working all with the same person for over months now, on sms, phone and otherwise. 8 months, in just friendship and teasing is really a long time. And even after 8 months there's no sign of the boy asking.

The month itself has Love written all over it and Cupid finds the perfect time to Strike. The boys finally asks, and that too a marriage proposal at hand.

My friend fruited what we call, the sweetness of the word WAIT for the BEST.

 

Story 3: - March 2009

The lord of the rings!! ' The In-Control perfectionist (Aamir Khan's fan).

She had been smiling, talking and traveling all at the same time for one person in another town. 2 years of separation from the family for the love of her life is definitely something I can never sacrifice, but she did. And even after 2 year's there is no sign of the boy coming down to Mumbai.

He finally did travel and this time with a ring in his hand. Engagement on the cards and new clothes for all of us!!

My friend , the first one in the group to get hit by the arrow was on her way to become the "Lord of the ring".

 

The year has just begun………….

 

———Mana 


 

Finding Billu Barber!!

Not really here to give details on the film. I didn't like the promos, so I might not watch it either, unless the review is really good.

Coming back to the subject….

It was last Saturday and me and my sis both had a hair-wash. The reason being we wanted a hair-cut badly, but the only probs was our barber and in a better language, our hair-stylist had quit the only parlor we attended without a notice and without any contact details.

We had prolonged our hair-cut for too long and we could not find the perfect replacement for our stylist. My sis and I both cursed our stylist for not informing us before leaving. We were so sad, that we must have told atleast a 100 people that we lost our stylist and needed recommendation of a new one. One of those hundred happened to tell us, that she had seen my stylist at a certain junction 5 kms away from my prior parlor.

What did she mean by that?

Could he have joined a new parlor in that area?

So last Saturday in the hope of finding him, the 2 of us (me and my sis) left the house and tried to search for every parlor in that vicinity. We walked a few miles and searched the rest sitiing in an auto, but in vain. We turned back and were on our way back home, when we saw a very small, but newly opened parlor(from its look) hidden amongst 2 shops. We took a U-turn and were back on the same route. We got off and asked for Billu well and triumph it was!!! He came right out. We were so excited seeing him that we actually narrated the whole incident to him and he couldn't imagine us, taking so much of a pain just for him. The happiness was mutual.

We had our haircuts and we left the parlor with his contact details (we did not want to make the same mistake twice). Well I personally think we would have found absolutely anybody or even God that day.

- Mana…………………..


 

The big Fat Gujju Wedding!!

Sitting in my living room, watching a movie on my big screen, my sweet little sister enters wearing a good wedding dress.

She asked - “How was dinner ? ”
I replied - okay

I asked the same to her to which she replied all the possible things she’s had today. Right from North Indian, continental, Mexican, pizza & more.

Where? - At a wedding reception of Gujju friend's brother.

I asked - So how was the couple looking?
And I saw a her eyes popping out, her jaw dropping down & an answer that nobody would want to hear - “I forgot to see them” !!!

Wow, welcome to the Big Fat Gujju Wedding.

A season for wedding is on. All the grooms & brides are all set to make “The Commitment” of their life. But the only question to ask is, why do they look so damn nervous?
Reason found was - marriage is considered to be so big & grand, that everything needs to be perfect. It is now status symbol these days. Some are busy with the group dance preparation, some with honeymoon planning, some are busy finding common grounds on the menu !!

So much happening, with so many options available & so many point of views (read family members & relatives) for every little thing that is to be decided. And there starts piling of difference of opinion. “Each one has his own, and no one agrees with others”.
So where does this end? This ends when you successfully vow in front of 1000 people that this is the trophy wife I got & spend your half year's salary on the honeymoon which lasts for couple of days. And it finally ends when all your relatives are gone back to their respective homes!!

May be some years down the line we’ll look at ourselves and get more nervous thinking how much time / effort / money / tension had gone into my marriage. And may be this is the reason why there are very few divorces in India Who wants to go through the grinding pain again ??

Anyway, lets talk about today, its about marriages these days, they are often turned into a Yash Raj production movie (with same or almost same cost of production too).

So much happening & so much preparation required.
Book the venue
collect the wedding clothes
upgrade house infra to support 100 guests
distribute wedding cards
arrange for wedding car
fix the menu
prepare for sangeet, DJ party
follow up with decorator, dj, mahraj
book the hotel for 1st nite
book for honeymoon

Well…did I forget anything?

Nopes…everything is in place

Wow…my first night, its ~ The opening ceremony ~

Shit….where’s the fu*cking condom !!!!!!!!!

Word of caution: Do not visit the home of your newly wed friend / relative. Because

You will (I mean compulsorily) have to watch all the shaadi ki movies & shaadi ke snaps. And, while you are interested in the sole pic of yours in the complete album, you will be served all the sweets & mithai’s that has piled up in the kitchen.

 

——The wedding season is on and this is the exact discussion with a friend:

Courtsey RS—————————————————————–


 

Awakening

Anger, Frustration and a lot of helplessness!! There is this feeling of being robbed, stripped, used and thrown away by a dozen people who aren't citizens of this country. These people freely walk into our motherland with huge bags of ammunitions uninterrupted, unremitted and with a license to kill innocent lives.

26th November, was no less than a huge devastating experience of emotions, lives and a threat to the civilians saying, “we did it again, what can you do to stop us?”

Why do we let them ask this question over and over again without any answers? We let them walk over our body, blood and soul. The problem is we see, cry and forget. But enough is enough!! This time we won't forget. When they bombarded us previously, we never knew their faces. We never knew what they looked like. We never knew the cruelty of their minds. We know now. We know those men in black, with a cynic face, red eyes and the desire to kill. We have blamed the politicians and ran rallies. I am in for all of those. I was amongst the ones to hold hoardings cursing them all. But would that be enough. It's I and you who never vote and then curse and question the legacy. Use it!! We have the power to bring in the right system, please use it!! Do some search, demand for young leaders, throw out the non-efficient ones. People who have some upper hand and power try and make use of it for the better.

The most important rule, 'DO NOT PANIC'. I know it's easier said than done, but try not to panic. I have read innumerable articles of how brave our forces were. They are trained for it. And so are these murderers trained not to fear death. Everyone reading this agrees to the point that 'Death is uncertain'. When a commoner dies, his death is grieved upon, most; by only his close ones, but depending on his situation his death is grieved upon by others too. God forbidden if you are ever in the face of a situation where death is certain, 'DON'T JUST DIE' FIGHT AND DIE!! We could term this as another war of independence, the independence to live in peace. But just getting killed by a handful of people in fear would only increase the count of deaths. STAND UP AND DIE WITH A FIGHT. A hotel of over thousands of people if united could have easily jumped over 10 people irrespective of the fact that they had machine guns. Even if a 100 people could kill 2 of them, it would have saved the other 150 from dying. Again like I said, it's easier to imagine than do, but all I am saying is TRY. We have seen this once. We know how much of destruction they can do. If we are waiting for the system to change, it might take ages. You are the system, the new age, the GEN-NEXT!!

Read the papers, read the good deeds, do not forget the lives lost, do not think it can never be you, do not wait till your near ones go through this so that you can take action, do not forget the sorrows, grieves and losses of innocent lives. Spread awareness through any means possible. Be alert, cautions and brave. This episode has got the patriotism in people alive, just hold onto it and never let it die. Who knows, maybe if we unite to take an action, we could possibly make the difference. Believe in it and do not give them a chance to say “We would do it again, and you won't be able to stop us!!”

Mana


 

Ganapati Bappa Morya..pudhchya varshi lavkar ya!!

Ganapati happens to be my favorite God and his festival my favorite too without any doubts. But as I stood on the Shivaji park beach, I realized how much of these visarjans was ruining the water bodies. It was a pity to watch the dead fish on the shores and the mass amount of POP in the sands. It was time to do a bit of change and create environment friendly idols. But who would take those steps. Who would consider such decisions? Law cannot be enforced over religious beliefs and we know what it can lead to, if tried.

 

As I was amidst these thoughts seeing the muddy waves and thinking if ever India would see the clear blue waters, my friends honked the car as we were on our way to watch some of the best Ganapati idols around the area.

The 1st idol was the famous GSB mandal Ganapati and oh boy! What an idol it is! Its loaded with gold and some of the best master piece carvings that I had seen. Its been as beautiful as it has been every year. And as we completed our rounds of the other idols, one sitting on a huge peacock, the other on the earth, the third loaded with flowers and the fourth standing amongst the fountains, I just realized the spirit of the festival. The sentiments over the huge idols, their creation and their maintenance. The cries when they are submerged and non-festive mood when they are gone. The feeling of HIS ALMIGHTY around you and the sweet smell in the air around. It all made sense but the question still remains what about Mother Nature? Can we do anything about it? Its upto us to keep the spirit of this amazing festival going and making sure it damages less of nature.

 

Happy Ananth Chaturdashi to all - Mana!!


 

Somebody is remembering u…

Your eyes would become moist while laughing..

Your words would be lost while talking..

There is nothing to get scared about…

Somebody is remembering you, that’s all!!

U see so many faces on the roads while walking…

They would look alike after you start watching…

You would see just one person all around…

The world would have only 2 souls & nobody around

There is nothing to feel Lost about…

Somebody is remembering you, that’s all!!

U would feel the mobile is ringing, even before it rings…

And u would feel like reading the older messages to the brink…

The feeling gets sadder when the day is about to end..

And the breathe will become heavy with every step you take…

There is nothing to feel feared about…

Somebody is remembering you, that’s all!!

You might get a killing Hiccup while eating..

And ur mom would say how often do you keep getting….

Hiding your face, Wiping tears and drinking some water,

And checking your voice before you reply to your mother….

“There is nothing to worry about…

Somebody is remembering ME, that’s all!! “

-Mana


 

Happy Women’s Day!!

The owners of Venus…
Are back again….
On their very own…
Special Day…

They are daughters and princess…
And mothers and mistress…
They are Amazing Creatures…
Moulded with Dazzling features…

They are an object of Mystery…
Having a place in History…
They are the heavenly treasure…
And epitome of human pleasure…

They are simply delicious…
Beware they can be serious…
Especially when they are suspicious…
And turn Mrs. Vicious…

Without them no more noises on bus…
Without them no one to make the fuss…
Without them who will teach the owners of Mars…
Not to misbehave and not race cars…

Without them would this earth survive…
Imagine how many would deprive…

Yes they are here…
Owners of Venus…
And the shining stars of your life…
Happy Women’s day to all the men who have them in your life!!!

-Mana