My best friend’s wedding!

It’s the best friend’s wedding. It’s something she andIi had been waiting and discussing for the longest time. But call it irony or what, its happening at a time when i am at my busiest. S hardly gives me any time to read or write, let alone plan or attend a wedding.

It would have been so much fun to organise a bachelorette for her, but being in different cities and being held up makes matters worse. I am missing out on all the fun and shaadi shopping , and she, on my awesome company 😉

But babes, I want to tell you something. You know I am not good at saying out these things out loud. So here it is.

I am so so happy for you. Finally THE wedding is happening. With your man. And I know how much you have struggled to reach this space and time. Personal and professional tribulations of the highest order. I know for a fact that anyone else in your shoes would have lost it by this time. But you strode on. You know you are the strongest and I don’t need to tell you that. You deserve all this happiness and much more. And I mean it from the bottom of my heart.

I just wish I could have been there for you, with you, being a part of this happiness journey. But nonetheless, my wishes are always with you as you start this journey of a lifetime. Loads of love. See you soon. And trust me, you will make the prettiest bride ever. Your man is indeed very lucky to have you 🙂

PS : I know I could have sent her a personal email. But my bestie loves a little drama. So here is a straight-from-the-heart message for her.

Of heartbreaks and Mango!

And so, what if I was gifted a pepper spray by H on V-day? S (my bestie from college) made up for it by gifting me an absolutely gorgeous dress from Mango. And that’s the reason God made friends. They never fail to take you out of the dumps…don’t they? Thank you S for the awesome gift. And yeah, I will keep my promise. When you are here in Delhi, we are both going to wear our dresses, get clicked crazy and the photos will land on the blog. Pinky promise! 😉

On a totally unrelated note, a very close friend went through a break up recently. Until now, I thought that break ups were ugly and traumatizing and a trip to the hell. Only this time, I realized, they are even worse. Not necessarily in that order though.

Having never gone through that feeling (God forbid!), I can only take an estimated guess at how that must feel like. I just remember, how once, H left for a team event for 2 days, and I shed copious tears of bereavement. So there. I can only guess.

How hard it must be for a person to let go of another, who you have loved with all your heart, pinned all your hopes on him/her, probably even woven dreams of a happily ever after? You’d wonder when did it all come crumbling down? You never even noticed when things started going downhill.. It must be worse thinking about it in your head again and again and not getting any answers. Even if there were any clear answers, there would still be the hapless questions of why it all happened? Why didn’t he/she understand enough? Why didn’t they do what was right, instead make everything worse for both?

And then there’s the whole “news” about your break up that spreads like wildfire, and you actually have to tell everyone that, however, unfortunate that might be, it’s true. Heart breaking stuff. Every single time. And then the old memorabilia to deal with. The gifts, the roses kept in old books, your favorite songs, your favorite restaurant, your favorite hang out place.

Then the chicken-egg question of all times – to be friends with your ex or not?. And that depends on how the break up went. Most of them, I am sure, are ugly. I mean, really ugly where you would want to ground the other person on a bed of shit and pound them until…well…let me leave it at that! 😛

I am sure that to get yourself out of a heartbreak is an immense task. Almost a miracle. It changes a person. When you move on, I am sure it’s not at all easy.There must be a whole lot of data backup in your mind, you’d wish would just crash without any recovery possible. Since that doesn’t happen, you hide the pain, put on a smile and move forward. Until one day, you find a person who fits in just perfectly in your life, like the last piece in a jigsaw puzzle completes the picture. And that day you realize that it all happened for a reason. The heart break, the pain, the anger, the remorse. Those were God’s ways of turning you in the right direction, to the right person.

This post is dedicated to her who is doing all this and much more. Still rocking it where it matters. Still twisting life by its’ horns. Still retaining the zeal and passion for love.
This post is also dedicated all those who have ever gone through a break up and triumphed over it. To all those who have moved on in life and connected the dots backwards. To all those who have never had to go through a breakup, and are thankful for it. 

And you thought I was dead already?

I haven’t updated the blog in 20 days. To me, it seems like forever. I haven’t done this ever since I started to write here and experienced a different world altogether. But off late, things hadn’t been too promising. There was too much happening on the personal front, professional front, social front, you know? I was so caught in this mayhem of office, personal life, social commitmnets, having to pacify everyone around me. And so that left me almost breathless.

There were a lot of incidents happened that made me think, made my hands itch to write. But the mind was so overworked that I couldn’t get a single coherent thought make way to the blog without a million others bombarding my poor brain. Things took a turn for the worse when I accidentally deleted one of my stories that I had written for a contest. It was a grand idea and I had sat up late at night to finish it before it lost its charm. But! It was not to be, and ever since I haven’t been able to (metaphorically) pick the pen!

Readers have been kind enough to visit the blog regularly and some of them even professed to having missed me. Yay!! Some even came up with ideas just in case I was suffering from writer’s block! Actually it was just the opposite of that! Anyhow, I loved the compliments and affection and was longing to feel that exhilarating feeling I feel every time I unburden myself with abstract thought taking the shape of beautiful words and connecting me to a wide range of people who love me, and love to hate me!

And all this while I was gone,

-I watched a couple of movies, including the recently released barfi. Loved it completely.
-Read a couple of good books. (one of those long pending in to-be-read books list)
-Got a few surprises from H. Including new books and a very cute bag! :-))
-Fought with an old friend and that made me think a lot about people and how they could possibly outgrow each other even after a long 10 years of togetherness!
-Met my chaddi buddy N, after the longest time that we have known to be apart. We had an amazing time  like always, catching up on our lives and generally having fun!

Had some blooper moments too.
-Like I washed my awesome Sony cyber shot camera in the washing machine and no points for guessing, it’s broken and can be fixed for an amount equal to its original cost. And so, (no points for guessing again) we have decided to buy a new camera.
-I also dropped my phone a couple of times. And one of those times, lost my 4GB memory card. And with it, all my data, photos and most importantly my song list that I had so painstakingly created 🙁

H has been a real sweetheart after recovering from his illness and acted so cool after I “washed” the camera. He even jokingly remarked that now the pictures would be so much cleaner! Ha! Now you know why I married him! 😛

And it feels like I have lived the excitement of a whole life within the last 20 days while nobody could guess from the outside, that so much action could be happening in my life on the inside. But now I think that I am back for good and doing what I do best – blabber!

And oh yes, my twin M has completed her Ph.D. And is now officially a doctor. And are we immensely proud!!

Stay blessed until the next time!

Har ek friend zaroori hota hai…But….

Yeah….har ek friend zaroori hota hai…..aur different bi..!!!! There are acquaintances, friends, good friends and best friends (BF). Everyone has all the above described varieties of friends. But tell me…..can you differentiate between two best friends too? I mean, going by the superlative degree of the verb being used here (best), there is supposed to be only one….but all of us do have more than one best friend..don’t we? So, can you choose between them, the better of the best friends, IF you had to?

Even after persistent whines and complaints from S (BF1) that she indeed was better than N (BF2) and that I should acknowledge and say the same, I couldn’t. Till now. I found the idea of classifying friends as good, better, best seemed horrendous to me. Almost like casteism. So down market!

But then on days like these, when my mood-o-meter tracks a sine curve, making me maddeningly happy and depressingly sad at the drop of a hat, I do demand a “Show Up” from BFs. And the one who does, is definitely my BFF (Best Friend Forever :-P)

N and S are as different as chalk and cheese. While N is a little like me, S is a classic case of “Opposites attract”. So while sometimes I enjoy my “I -too-love-this” times with N, at other times, I just tear a page out of S’s life to learn from her awesome attitude. And while “N” just loves the way I write and almost religiously follows my blog, S is a complete cynic who makes sure to ignore my blog as much as she can and reads it only when I shamelessly fling it in her face or make my way to her inbox. So far, S has only commented once on my blog, and no prizes for guessing, the post was about her! So you see….I have the best of both worlds. Ha ! The adulations and cynicism…..
But the problem arises when these two BFs don’t get along well. That’s the sticky wicket that I gotta face. But then, no pain no gain, remember? 😉

N, unfortunately, is out of India right now. So, S has the sole responsibility of humoring me and snatching me out of the clutches of gloom that I am covered in right now. I miss N sorely and I am sure this will make S see red. But kya karein…Dil to baccha hai ji…….
S, I am so waiting for you to call……….and trust me, I didn’t intend the post to sound like an SOS call. 😉

And my lovley blogdosts, I miss you all too…but this is the only way I know of reaching out to you. I hope you guys miss me too (that’s just wishful thinking !!).
Sayonara until the next post !

Old friends are like wine…..

Had an almost hour long chat with an old buddy yesterday. Felt really really good. Old friends are like old wine. The older they are, the better they taste (no pun intended) 😛
Have wanted to write a post on my ‘true-blue’ Leo girl since long. Today is the D-Day I guess.
We have been friends since the first day of college. Didn’t really realize when we turned into ‘best friends’. We are poles apart in most of our ways, be it thinking, nature, behavior or studies. I was a typical first bencher teachers’ pet, she was one of the mischievous lot. I would do my assignments at home, and hers in the college bus. I was always a one-man woman, she had crushes that changed every week. I guess it was these eccentricities that drew us closer. For no reason do they say, “Opposites attract”.
The only similarity that we shared was that we both were rebels. Yeahh..!!! The typical boring me was also a fighter. We both fought for our ‘rights’ and soon became each others’ “crib buddies”. LOL. We cribbed about anything and everything and the other one always ‘understood’. We shared our deep dark secrets and books and clothes and what not.
And yeahh, that does not mean it was all hunky dory between us. Can never forget those squabbles. The Leo is typically demanding and moody and soo egotistic (she s going to fight with me, yet again, after reading this). She just couldn’t stand me ignoring her or giving any other a teeny weenie bit more importance than her. If she had her way, she would claw me off..!!!
But yes, there’s one incident that I am gonna cherish forever. For my Big Day, she cut short her US trip by a day, reached India jet lagged, but yet arrived at the venue looking like a BOMB.
Ain’t she looking HOT?
Love you S for this..!!! Always…. <3
It’s been 8 years since we first met. And the relationship dynamics still remain the same. Even though I am married and she is going to be (in another year or so), she hasn’t mellowed down one bit. We both still love, hate, fight and are jealous of each other and know it..!!!!! :-))
She praises me and takes a dig at me at the same time. She just loves to be soo mean with me. But I guess I am one of those privileged people, with whom she can be what she is……..*****!!!!! (babess….that’s offline between us).
 THE most endearing quality about her, is her incredible zest for life. If life was a bull, she would pull it by it’s horns and twist it her way. She has been through some major ups and downs in life. But her ‘down-and-out’ phase doesn’t last longer than 2-3 days. The legend is back on its feet again, very much alive and kicking and spitting blood, ready to take on the world.
S…I love you for what you are. You are beautiful to me and all others, who know you inside out. Forgive me if I have ever let you down. And thanks for ALWAYS being there. Happy Friendships’ Day ****** ;-))))