Monday, February 11, 2013

Little moments of HAPPINESS 3

And here they are:


Finding a thirty year old photo of Ma Santoshi i used to pray to as a kid, in my parent's home.

Finding carefully  preserved  Rudraksh  beads  of a broken Rudraksh necklace,  after a decade.

The smell of sandalwood dhoop in my room.

When my phoolwala packs in petals of roses along with the regular marigold flowers.

The first positive , much awaited  review of your first ever book.

When people from the younger generation relate to your writing and extend warm wishes.

Hotel Gujjufonia (click here).

Mum sending Kaanji and gobi,  shalgam and gajar pickle.

When your neighbor stops the bike just to congratulate you on your first book.

The first wedding of the next generation in your family.

Hailstorms in winter *excitement*

Eating Pinni in winters.

A surprise  call from a friend.

A get together of ex univ mates.

A day at the book fair.

A day at the Surajkund Crafts mela.

Meeting Facebook friends for the first time.

Writing poetry.

A facial at Kaya Clinic and the exotic Kaya drink.

When the RJ hosts a show in Punjabi and uses the punch line, 'mar jaawaan gud khaa ke'

A Blogger invite at a classy Sports bar at an even classier Mall

Sunday, February 10, 2013

Punjabi Tips :)

[Courtesy Dipankar Roy on FB]



~~Punjabi Tip # 01: 
If it isn’t a Patiala peg, it isn’t a drink!

~~Punjabi Tip # 02:
When we say Cloney, we don’t mean George Clooney. It might mean Defence Cloney!

~~Punjabi Tip # 03:
A Punjabi wedding without alcohol will always have a drinks-car parked outside!


~~Punjabi Tip # 04:
If you’re Punjabi, you definitely know at least one Sweety, Sunny, Tony, Jassi or Honey!


No party is ...complete, till people start dancing & singing to ‘Oh Ho Ho Ho, Ishq tera tadpave’!


~~Punjabi Tip # 06:
Butter Chicken, Butter Naan and Butter Milk – Three course meal for a Punjabi!


~~Punjabi Tip # 07:
Tandoori Chicken, the National Bird of Punjab!


~~Punjabi Tip # 08:
‘Oye, Koyi nahi yaar’ is our reply to ‘Shit Happens’!


~~Punjabi Tip # 09:
If we use MC / BC more than 5 times in one sentence with you, we probably love you!


~~Punjabi Tip # 10:
The only people who proudly call themselves ‘Amplifiers’ and their girlfriends ‘Woofers’


!!Punjabi Tip # 11:
5 things Punjabi would have – Bullet (bike), Jutti, Ray Bans, Jeep and Woofers


~~Punjabi Tip # 12:
It doesn’t matter if you are from Andhra Pradesh, Kerala, Tamil Nadu or Bangalore; we think you’re a ‘Madarasi’


~~Punjabi Tip # 13:
You know you’re Punjabi when your nickname at home is ‘Ullu de Patthe’ or ‘Khote de Puttar’


~~Punjabi Tip # 14:
Canada & UK – Part of Punjab.


~~Punjabi Tip # 15:
P is for ‘Panj Mint’ and no matter how near or far a Punjabi is from you, he always says he’ll reach in ‘Panj Mint’!


Hotel Gujjufonia :) :) :)

[Courtesy Mahesh Murthy on FB]


After Hotel Keralafonia, it's Hotel Gujjufonia:


Hotel California - Gujju Style

On Eastern Express highway
Navratan tel in my hair
Warm smell of theplas
Rising up thru the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My had grew havvy, aney sight grew dim
It was Hetal ben I was right!

There she stood on the highway
I heard the ringtone bale
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Phalguni Pathak, not Adele
Then she lit up a metch stick and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thote I heard them say...

Welcome to the nite of disco dandiya
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Planty of food at disco dandiya
Nine nights of year, you can find it here

Her mind is gathiya-twisted, she got the healthy thighs
She got a lot of pratty pratty boys, that she calls bhais
How they do garba in cot yard, switt summer swate
Some go arararara, and some forgate

So I called Baku fui's husband, please bring my chaas
He said we havent had that glass since we have nirjal upwaas
End steel those voices are colin froam far hawey!
Wake you up in the middle of ratrau
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to night of disco dandiya
Such a lovely base
Underneath your drase

They shakin it up at disco dandiya
What a nice surprise, bring Rames, Sures bhais!

Mirrors on the ghagra choli
Pink odhni that is supakk nice
Aney she jau we are al just dancer here, wearing zari work on Levi's
And then at Ghatkopar Samaaj hole,
They gaythered for the pheest
They eat it all with gusto
And go back to buffet for repeat!

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the loo
I had to wait back
Ror people to finish before
Relax said Bakul maasa
We are programmed to receive
You can eat as much as you want
But you cannot just sheet

Saturday, February 9, 2013

You will love this

[Thank you Mathangi Kumar.  This made me smile so much that am sharing it as a post.]




Here are some humorous statements made by airline flight crews...

"As we prepare for takeoff, please make sure your tray tables and seat backs are fully upright in their most uncomfortable position."

"There may be 50 ways to leave your lover, but there are only 4 ways out of this airplane..."

"Your seat cushions can be used for floatation, and in the event of an emergency water landing, please take them with our compliments."

"We do feature a smoking section on this flight; if you must smoke, contact a member of the flight crew and we will escort you to the wing of the airplane."

"Smoking in the lavatories is prohibited. Any person caught smoking in the lavatories will be asked to leave the plane immediately."

"Good morning. As we leave Dallas, it's warm, the sun is shining, and the birds are singing. We are going to Charlotte, where it's dark, windy and raining. Why in the world y'all wanna go there I really don't know."

Pilot - "Folks, we have reached our cruising altitude now, so I am going to switch the seat belt sign off. Feel free to move about as you wish, but please stay inside the plane till we land... it's a bit cold outside, and if you walk on the wings it affects the flight pattern."

Pilot - "Folks, if you were with us last week, we never got around to mentioning that it was National Procrastination day. If you get a chance this week, please try to celebrate it. If you can't get to it, then maybe try to do it at the weekend, but no big rush. Have a nice day."

And, after landing: "Thank you for flying Delta Business Express. We hope you enjoyed giving us the business as much as we enjoyed taking you for a ride."

As we waited just off the runway for another airliner to cross in front of us, some of the passengers were beginning to retrieve luggage from the overhead bins. The head steward announced on the intercom, "This aircraft is equipped with a video surveillance system that monitors the cabin during taxiing. Any passengers not remaining in their seats until the aircraft comes to a full and complete stop at the gate will be strip-searched asthey leave the aircraft.

As the plane landed and was coming to a stop at Washington National, a lone voice comes over the loudspeaker: "Whoa, big fella...WHOA..!"

"Should the cabin lose pressure, oxygen masks will drop from the overhead area. Please place the bag over your own mouth and nose before assisting children or adults acting like children."

"As you exit the plane, please make sure to gather all of your belongings. Anything left behind will be distributed evenly among the flight attendants. Please do not leave children or spouses."

And from the pilot during his welcome message: "We are pleased to have some of the best flight attendants in the industry... Unfortunately none of them are on this flight!"

This Valentine Day, love LIFE



[This post is  dedicated to my daughters]

Dear Anjouri and Surbhi,

Having a Blogger Mum comes with side effects.  Too many sermons :).  But i promise to control my maternal instincts and not bore you.  But this Valentine day i decided to dedicate a post to both of you.

This Valentine Day instead of talking about red hearts, cute teddies and deep red , long stemmed roses, i shall share with  you a few life truths. These are by no means the ultimate.  As each one of us experiences life in our own way.  You owe  it to yourself to make your own decisions and experience  life your own way.  But a little gyaan from your Mum would not hurt for sure.

 Let today mark the ending of one episode of your life, with a BEGINNING of a new one.  Embrace CHANGE . Be open, but be SMART too.  I dont have to tell you to be kind and compassionate because  that you already are.  You just have to be TRUE to yourself.

Never live in DENIAL.

Never ignore that little voice inside you.  Your INTUITION   Your basic instinct   Your first untossed reaction to an event or a person.  Because it is 99.99% TRUE.  TRUST your thought process before it gets diluted by  DOUBT or your soft nature.

 By doing so,  you CUT   short the HAPPINESS  you are due.  The happiness you deserve.   Life is too SHORT  to drag bullshit.  Bullshit deserves to be treated with exactly  that : BULLSHIT, and  a NO NONSENSE  attitude.

Remember in Life, BALANCE is very important.

Balance between Joy and Sorrow.  For every life will surely have a mix of the two.

Balance between careful planning and spontaneity.  Sometimes it is all about going with the GUT feeling.

Balance between Expenditure and Saving.

There will be times when people will be unkind.  They will hurt you.  Your faith will be shaken. But only for a while.  Life will bounce back.  And you will surely SMILE again.

Believe in karma.  Do good.  Oscar Wilde said, " To love oneself is the beginning of a life long romance".

Further, Lucille Ball said, 'You really have to love YOURSELF to get anything done in this world". I might add, that you also need to  BELIEVE in yourself.

Remember, the GREATEST gift we humans have been given is the promise of a NEW day,  to start afresh, with new vigor, new strength and with LESSONS learnt along the way.

On a BAD  day, it is important to hold on. Hang on there.  When the problem has been gnawing at  you whole day long, it is  the easiest thing in the world to snap, retaliate  against your better judgement.  You just need to allow yourself to be hurt and angry.  The trick is  to  sleep over the issue and  see things in new perspective the NEXT MORNING.  There is something SACRED   about early MORNINGS.  A brand new day with immense possibilities.  You can choose to be positive or negative.  Obviously  choose POSITIVE.  

CHERISH you close ones who stand by you in thick and thin
.
 Marcel Proust said, "Let us be grateful to people who make us HAPPY. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls BLOSSOM".

Now a little bit about dreams and expectations.  We  all have dreams .  And many come true. Some don't.   What happens when life does not serve you what you desire. It passes by  your most intense dream? Shock. Disillusionment  Sadness. And could be worse. It is here we need to have shockers to bear the agony out.  FAITH in the Almighty.  Just be kind to yourself and say,  " It did not work out.  Never mind.  I am not going to make this disappointment the be all and the end all of my life.  I will get past this.  This too shall pass."

So, PRAYERS will get  you from  DISAPPOINTMENT  to ACCEPTANCE.

Lastly,

HUMOR is the spice of life. A great STRESS buster.


And some Gender Equality :)


For Anjouri and me this Valentine will be special  For we will be celebrating Valentine Day mid air. A  midst the clouds . God's domain.  When i booked the air tickets two months ago , it did not register that it would be Valentine. But what the heck. Its gonna be fun.  Will miss you Surbhi.  But there will be many more happy occasions. So dont fret.

 So this Valentine day  love LIFE! Happy Valentine Day!

Friday, February 8, 2013

Glory


The Crimson dawn
The saturated sky
The morning glow
Glory to God

The gentle breeze
The chirping birds
The blazing sunshine
Glory to god

The abundant cumulus
The floating stratus
The azure sky
Glory to God

The lofty peaks
The silver glow
Majestic aloofness
Glory to God

The towering trees
The dense forests
The flitting butterfly
Glory to God

The brilliant Hibiscus
the fragrant frangipani
The enthralling rose
Glory to God

The seamless oceans
The singing waterfall
The gurgling stream
Glory to God

The morning Raga
The transient flame
The intoxicating sandalwood
Glory to God

Soul


Unsure and hesitant
Betrayed and bandied
The Soul lived on

Embittered and misled
A target of jealousy
The Soul lived on

Beaten and broken
Never giving up
The Soul lived on

Shoved  into darkness
Stalked by demons
The Soul lived on

Cornered and caught
Defiled and ill treated
The Soul lived on

Lit up like a full moon night
The soul lived on
The triumphant Soul


Memories



Little did i know
It would be so
Transcending distance
creating memories

Your witty one liner
Would sweep my heart
Your rakish gaze
Would brandish my soul

Your sweet arrogance
Disarming style
Would light up
A million lights

Unknowingly
In that time
Sifting through maze
We created memories

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

BARFANI BABA To Amarnath, Happily


BARFANI BABA, To Amarnath, Happily is out.

Ok. That is an understatement.  Correction.  Understatement of the year. Ok, Ok, Understatement of my adult life.  Like Parineeti Chopra who screamed and said, " Too much Punjabi blood in my veins", i was tempted to scream , but better sense prevailed :)

I just picked up fresh copies of  BARFANI BABA  from my publisher.  Since this is my first baby, understandably there were a hew hiccups.   But i am happy.  And yes content.  My job is done.  Now it is for the readers to give  their feedback.

Interestingly as i was waiting at the road opposite Gate 2 of Pragati Maidan, i bumped into a friend   A friend who lives all the way in Dubai but is on vacation here.  I met Meenu Mehrota, just as she was going to the Book Fair.  And i handed over the loose copy i had with me to her happily.  Oh yes, i signed it too!

 Meenu this little memory will always be special for me , as you are the FIRST person  i shared the book with.  Even before my family. I am sure you will be my lucky charm.

I am just back from my neighborly get together of my  friends.  Friends whom i have know for two decades. And it was a happy occasion gifting them signed copies.

The first pic i wanted to put up on FB was one of my parents   This is a first time , so i indeed seek their blessings.  And i feel fortunate that they are with me to share my happiness.

Now for the ground work.

There will be a formal launch, in  the near future.  I shall inform you all.  Watch out in the next  few days.

You can buy this book from the BOOK FAIR  if you happen to visit it any time till 10th Feb.

The Vitasta stall is in Hall No 5.  Stall No 249 - 250.

The Book can be ordered Online By 9th February from FLIPKART and INFIBEAM for a start.  Ill put up the link on FB soon.

So, thats about it all.  Go read it. Would love your feedback.  And if the Travelogue inspires you to make the arduous journey to Amarnath this Summer,  ill be mighty happy.

Just a passing shot.  Be gentle. Be  kind.  It is my first attempt and entry into the Writers league. :))

Pregnant




One sultry morning
I felt the kick
A tiny sensation
But ever so quick

And things changed
Grudges waned
Out came delight
Perky and bright

I did a little jig
Like a dangling twig
Joy knew no bounds 
For you were around

The wait seemed too long
Like a never ending song
But i felt you
All along

I dreamnt of dozen faces
With quickening paces
My mind charged
A fluttering bird at large

Now we were in unison
The born and the unborn
Singing a countdown
For a new dawn.

Locked

The first look
The grace
The tuning
Locked in time

The smile
The gaze
The gesture
Locked in time

The rush of warmth
The joy
The duet
Locked in time

The throbbing moments
The realization
The deep breath
Locked in time

The hesitant walk
The dancing heart
The tentative steps
Locked in time

The unsure move
The coming home
The bliss
Locked in time

The tingling sensation
The unexpected touch
The wanting
Locked in time

The gay abandon
The deepening ecstasy
The dream fulfilled
Locked in time

Stolen from beyond
Defied from all
The wonder
Locked in time

Tuesday, February 5, 2013

The SILENCE





At first she waited
For the expected response
Unknowing the wait
That was her fate.

And then  she waited
A while longer
Restless creeping in
Like mild hunger

Waiting now seemed destined
A knife through her heart
But the esesnce of wait
Lingered devoid of hate

At last the deafening Silence
No longer made her fret
The restlessness  gently quit
For the Silence had bloomed in her heart