Have you ever wondered how the changing moral codes have made us over reactive to innocent situations? This incident happened at my workplace where a lot of youngsters and elderly people work. At most times they all get along well. Sometimes there is a clash of ideas and opinions.
One of the youngsters had a worn a new pant and the zipper got stuck while he was trying to pull it up. After struggling for half an hour he could neither pull it up nor pull his pants down. So, he thought of taking some help and called upon his good friend to do so. His friend squeezed into the small closet - like loo and after close inspection determined that the only way to get the zipper up would be to hold it between his teeth and pull (I know, some of u are already rolling with laughter)
As this fellow got down on his knees to do the same (pardon the pun), the inevitable happened, the door opened (Murphy's Law never fails ' seems they had forgotten to lock the door) and an elderly gentleman stood there with a horrified look on his face, shaking his head. Anyway he shut the door and walked away mumbling disapprovingly about the unholy liaisons that youngsters seem to form nowadays.
The news spread like wildfire and the poor guys involved had to face a lot of embarrassment and good natured ribbing. Thank God everybody saw the humor in the situation and took it with a pinch of salt. Everyone had a good laugh. To top it all, the boys act happy and gay whenever they come across the said gentleman evoking strange, disdainful looks and a comment on morality from him.
Posted in Blogs.
By warm sunshine
– October 15, 2006
I lie here, grounded - unable to do what I knew best,
My broken wings prevent me from taking flight.
I lie here, hurting, bleeding , in pain
I lie here, unable to put back the scattered jigsaw picture pieces in place,
My broken wings prevent me from doing so.
As my broken wings take their time to mend.
I lie here, waiting, hoping, recuperating
Soon they will heal, the scars will fade
In time I will soar again, leaving all the pain behind
And when my wings are broken no more
I will put back the pieces, complete the picture
Spread my unbroken wings and do what I know best ' fly.
Posted in Poetry.
By warm sunshine
– October 9, 2006
Change they say is the only constant in life. Then why is it that we find it so hard to adapt to it or accept it? It is so hard to explain as you move on in life and evolve along the path that you have changed and are happy with the person you are turning into when people around you don't wish to see the positive energy the new attitude/outlook brings to you.
All they want is to hold on to the memory/image of the person you were. They try their best to convince you that the "old you" was a much better persona. Maybe it's just the habit we all have of wanting to hold onto to the familiar, the well known, the discomfort of trying to unlearn and start all over again, fear of discovering something you would rather not.
All of us want the comfortable and known factors in our lives to maintain status quo without realizing that maybe a slight or radical change is needed to keep the boat from sinking or WD should I say, to keep the ship sailing
Anyway I wrote this because off late a lot of people have been telling me I have changed. All I want to say to them is, yes, I have changed for the better and Iam happier than ever before (No, it has nothing to do with any man, woman or animal, especially cows).I just feel more at peace and don't feel the need to be an over the edge Type A personality driven by the philosophy of "dog eat dog" and "win the rat rate". I am happier watching from the sidelines, laughing at the funny things in life, watching the sun rise and set, dreaming about having a child someday, learning to play the violin, thinking about my long term dream of visiting Venice and being serenaded by a violin playing, gondola plying guy (yuss, a guy it has to be with a big straw hat, no moustache, no beard n if he resembles George Clooney then maybe I will him kiss under the moonlight and come back for a ride again!).
Call me what you may but Iam comfortable with me and I guess that's all that matters. Change is good for all of us and we should encourage each other to realize our potential, evolve as an individual and reach higher levels of self consciousness
Posted in Philosophy.
By warm sunshine
– October 4, 2006
Here’s a little get to know me fun game…be a sport and please keep it going.
Here’s what you need to do…cut and paste this entire blog (yep…no copyright!) and answer the questions and paste it on your page…at the end name the person you want to tag and leave a message for the person with your link on his/her guestbook page…The next tag you replace the previous person’s answer with your own and tag someone else and follow the same process again…don’t break this…check out what others have to say…AMENDMENT 1…YOU CAN TAG AS MANY FRIENDS…AS U WANT
here goes…
1. How tall are you barefoot?
ha! I prefer to think I am tall! Size doesn't really matter 
2. Have you ever smoked before?
Yup always fuming at em darn cows!
3. Do you own a gun?
now that I think of the people who tagged me hmm high time I owned one..
4. If you had a mental disorder, what would it be?
Iam a lunatic already, couldn't get worse
5. How many letters are in your crush’s name?
blush..blush..blush..mujhe sharam aati hai..main unka naam apni zubaan par nahi la sakti ek hindustaani naari se aapne yeh sawwal kaise kar liya??
6. 'What’s your favorite silly song?
A guy is a guy wherever he may be..
7. What do you prefer to drink in the morning?
Tea n water
8. What was the first thing you thought of when you woke up?
aww.. subah ho gayi mammoo
9. What is your secret weapon to lure in the opposite sex?
now u don't expect me to give out all my secrets do u?
10. Do you own a knife?
guess my tongue is sharp enough to qualify as one!
11. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment.
(at work)
- WD,Voraji,Nis may God bless u n d devil kiss u for tagging me.
- Gawd I have so much to read up n Iam sitting n typing this stuff!
- Who’s left to tag??Iam already late on this I hope someone is left!!getting panicky now!!!
12. Name the last things you have bought today.
end of month..no money..no buying.
13. Name five drinks you regularly drink.
Water, tea, coffee, juice, hic m too drunk to remember d rest!
14. What time did you wake up today?
awww still trying to open my eyes..
15. What song do you want played at your funeral?
Hey play whatever u guyz like..i wont be alive to hear it anyway!
16. What song did you last hear?
Fanaa
17. Favorite place to be?
beachside
18. Least favorite place to be?
traffic jam
19. Do you own slippers?
giggle giggle giggle hum eent ka jawaab slipper se detey hain ..toh kaise re baba hamare paas slipper rahenga??
20. Where do you think you’ll be in 10 yrs?
Hopefully not playing some tag game!!
21. Do you burn or tan?
hehehe! Voraji,WD,Nis..which do u prefer???I can do both very well..choice is urs..kaisey marna chahegey..bolo bolo burn kiya jaye ya tan kiya jaye bolo aapke saath kya salook kiya jaiye?
22. Yellow and blue?
yellow yellow..dirty fellows..ppl who tagged me!
Blue blue..Nis's pink skirt flew!
23. What songs do you sing in the shower?
Sheesh guys I have been warned not to sing unless I want my right to have a shower revoked!
24. What did you fear was going to get you at night as a child?
an unknown,faceless man..yeah started dreaming about men from a very young age!hehehehe
25. What’s in your pockets right now?
no pocket so nothing
26. Last thing that made you laugh?
my brother telling me about his ice skating adventure! oh yeah for a change he FELL..yipeeee!
27.'Best bed sheets you had as a child?
Tom n Jerry sheets
28. Worst injury you’ve ever had?
now ,now don't remind me of those cows!
29. Do you wish on stars
Always have n will d heart refuses to give up.
30. What were you doing 1 AM last night??
On the phone, saying goodnight to a loved one.
Ok… all have been tagged by now i guess..anyway Vishal,Amit agarwal ur turn now!
Posted in Blogs.
By warm sunshine
– September 20, 2006
One thing Iam known for is falling (No Nis not from anybody's grace,Deeps ..don't laugh!) If its not some cow, bull, xyz making me take a tumble, then I somehow manage to do so on my own!
And Iam not talking about falling as in falling in love, falling for something etc etc..
The Good Lord knows, even though I try to be extra careful n watch my step most of the time, I somehow end up tripping, slipping, tumbling or FALLING if someone has to fall it has to be me, no two ways about that!
The most recent fall being a few weeks back, when I was on my way to Goa. We stopped at a petrol bunk in a small place called Yellapur, to fill gas and answer nature's call. Since it had been raining continuously, there was slush everywhere and me being me, specially changed into my Nike ACG(all condition gear) to walk thru the muck towards the loo.I walked with the utmost care possible, watching each step, lifting one foot, placing it on firm ground, getting a grip and only then lifting the other foot off the ground. I had made it to the door and the joy and relief of having made it without slipping to the much needed bladder relief centre was short lived. As I took the last step my ankle twisted (can u believe it God is really cruel!)and it was twist,slip,stretch,thump
All I could see was my friend, the petrol bunk guys and some cows around (darn em..it must have something to do with em!) trying hard to pretend(that's in bold n underlined n in capitals if u please!) that they were NOT laughing at me.(Ha!they thought I was dumb enough to believe they were all laughing at something amusing that seemed to have happened out of the blue just before I fell!)
The bunk guys disappeared and took a long time to provide us with their "service with a smile" (they were busy hiding inside and laughing!).
I still haven't heard the last of it from my fellow traveler and it has become a favorite "anecdote to be narrated without fail" at all kinds of gatherings.
And the cows, less said the better. I was grateful that they were least involved in the whole affair. Though I am positive I saw them laughing too!
Nike: ACG is all Bulls##t! Doesn't help, doesn't work remind me to sue those guys!
Posted in Blogs.
By warm sunshine
– September 8, 2006
Continuing with my mishaps with cows and family (don't know what is it between 'em n me.Always, with absolutely no exception to the rule, I seem to be at the receiving end)
After I had stopped and yes, I mean stopped doing anything at all to upset a cow, I was viciously attacked by the brother of a cow! I mean how much can a person try and hide/avoid/run/sneak around these creatures in a country like ours where its their birthright to be wherever they wish to be!
A few years back I was walking down the street, lost in my thoughts about a case I was handling. I didn't even notice the cows with their families around. All I knew was a weird sensation of my feet being lifted off the ground, whizzing past the shop signboards, landing with a thump face down on the road. I lay there helplessly, writhing in pain, unable to move and watched as the bull charged at me again. Thank God someone had sense to shoo the creature away and pull me out of harm's way.
I struggled to my feet, somehow made it home n then collapsed as I entered home. For two days I was laid up in bed with fever and severe body ache with suspected vertebral fracture and the tension n thoughts of "its all over" haunting me as I drifted in and out of my sedative n pain killer induced sleep.
Thank God for small mercies, I escaped without any permanent damage to my vertebrae. The fact that I couldn't sit on my derri're for a long time without pain shooting through my body was more welcome than the thought of being paralyzed for life.
Anyway have come a long way since then and still believe that Mad Cow Disease has more to it than meets the eye or in my case, my butt!
Any cows n family out there listening to me, a big moooooo to u guys I'll survive!
Posted in Blogs.
By warm sunshine
– August 27, 2006
As a child I was known to be a one of a kind. Always upto some mischief yet fiercely protective about people I loved (even pulled a girls hair who was twice my size just cause she said she would hit my elder brother n got a bald patch back!)
Anyway this is a story when I went out to explore my surroundings as a toddler who was still learning to stand up and walk (forget running, an art I was yet to know existed)
Yours truly had been specifically warned/told/requested not to venture out on my own and generally not allowed to do so on my own. But then a brat who did not believe (oh there were quite a few things I refused to believe just because I was asked to even as a toddler with half a brain!)And accept stuff without having a chance to know why, was just not me.
There was this calf that had become famous for head butting a la Zizou whoever got into its way. Now dear moi wouldn't accept something like that just because someone else said so, would I? So as soon as I got the chance, one evening I set out with baby steps shaking my diapered bottom. There came the calf with flared nostrils and me the lil matador with wobbly steps walking right towards the calf as all watched in horror.
Thank god the calf had stubby, undeveloped horns and I was too ignorant to understand the implications of what could happen if things went wrong. The calf did what it was known for and poor me went flying with diaper et al and landed in an open drain (thank god a dry one).Howling like how babies do, suitably dissed, with a butt and tummy that hurt for weeks, I was afraid of cows, their family, friends and anything living/non living that remotely resembled one for a long time. Well a very long time indeed! 
Posted in Personal.
By warm sunshine
– August 11, 2006
After you walked out,
I cried today.
For all the broken promises
For all the shattered dreams
For all my unborn children
For my family and yes, yours too
For all the pain you put me through
For all the hurt I put up with
For all the faith I had in you
For all the trust broken by you
For all that was said
For all that was left unsaid
For all our memories
For all our possibilities
For all the love you couldn't handle
For all the tenderness you couldn't feel
I cried for you
I cried for me
And I cried for us
Most of all,I cried for what you lost
Least of all,I cried because you left.
Yes, I cried today for the last time over you.
Posted in Poetry.
By warm sunshine
– July 31, 2006
I asked God, "why Lord why?
So much pain, sorrow, destruction and hurt in the world you created.
You, who are all powerful and ever-loving,
How can you watch while your children cry?
How can you let the unjust multiply?
How can you sit back while evil thrives?"
Said God," Child, I made you in my image.
You are as powerful as me
You can be as loving as me
You can change things as easily as me.
All you need to do is look within yourself
Find your potential and strength
Stand up for what you believe in
Let no problem seem greater than your strength
You don't need me to pave the way
You are the way!"
Posted in Poetry.
By warm sunshine
– July 27, 2006
Let bygones be bygones
Let life take you where you belong
Let everything turn out beautiful,perfect and just the way u always desired it to be
That's what you said when you bid goodbye .
A goodbye that was forever
A goodbye that meant never again
Didn't you know, if it was meant to be the way I always desired it to be
Life would keep me beside you,cos that's where I belong
The only way everything could be beautiful and perfect in my life
Would be if we didn't have to say goodbye.
Posted in Poetry.
By warm sunshine
– July 12, 2006
