Yup it swings both ways. Can rock your world in all senses. Good bad ugly… any which way.
Ironically it is also one topic on which I have conducted quite a few trainings and yet when it comes to the practical implementation I find myself trying not to take the bait.
Why this peculiar post name?
Well thats how this post was saved in my drafts for a very long time and I am feeling too lazy to change it to anything else now.
The post earlier had a list of movies I had seen in theatre ever since i moved to mumbai. But I guess it got too much for me to update. The list is pretty long now…
I dont think I have watched as many movies in my life as I have in the last one and a half years. Well thats what your mode of entertainment really boils down to every weekend when you live in a city where you have no family but a handful of friends.
Life has been busy in Mumbai. And before you jump the gun… let me clarify that this is not just another ranting session about mumbai…its actually much more.
I have been here for a few months short of two years now and I havent really had a day where I feel at peace in this city. While I do agree there are a few things that I LOVE about this place (dont be too quick to smile) but it loses on the balance handsdown to the things I HATE about mumbai.
Let me put those things here for your to understand where I am coming from…
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Yes… you heard me right. Shiney Ahuja is back in B-town.
And in case you are wondering how the hell do I know, well well, did I forget to mention earlier that he stays in my complex?
Well ….ok now I just did !
Saw him last night strolling in the compound along with his wife… couple looked quite lovey dovey.. have no comments to offer on the case though…
One shall only wait and watch !
Its that time of the year again…post diwali depression setting in.
What intrigues me though is the sheer fact that inspite me so looking forward to this trip… it didnt quite match up to its expectations.
But what did definately … was the ever so awesome delhi food.
There is no denying that Delhi belly is far far superior and tasty than Amchi Mumbai…
I so miss this food in Bombay (boo Raj Thakeray!!)… and ofcourse the family too !
Well I guess it does…. atleast mine did.
But what I wasnt able to come with terms with was .. how can a lifetime validity expire?
But as the executive at the counter tells me that there is a **conditions apply** to that.
Now thats news to me !
…or should I say what can I do?
My boss just told me today that she is quitting in a months time.
Its a loss, both personal as well as professional. I think I will just leave it at that.
Boondein jo maathe ko choom hothon se gir gayi
ek lamhe mein bachpan ki yaadein taaza kar gayi
Its been raining non-stop for more than 12 hrs now and today after a long time I got drenched on will !
I cant remember when was the last time i enjoyed getting wet in rain…. the faintest memory I have would be of the time 15 years back. When the house was not reconstructed… when grand ma was still alive… when the mango tree had not been cut.
That memory became fresh today… vinnie, me and mom… standing in the verandah, getting drenched in rain…with my grandma watching 
Actually today a lot of them came back afresh…
The days when we wouldnt have school assembly as it would be raining. Playing basketball during rains… the so called “gola” shoes getting all wet…with water inside them… but it didnt matter. And today it hurts to get your catwalk sandals ruined.
Dad getting samosas and jalebies…. Mom making pakodas and coffee…ummmmm
That sound of the broken viper, splash of the bus, water logging on corners, struggle of the cycle rider, sale of the tea stall, cricket match of the colony kids, drops of water running down my hair, and someone to give me company on this walk while I struggle to manage the flood of memories.
Felt good to revive the old kid in me… after a long time !
yahan sab ko khushi poori nahi milti
kishton mein gaadi hai zindagi ki chalti…
And hopefully this absence would have made a difference.
I think I am finally ready to start writing again on a regular basis.
Starting this week, I shall write atleast one post a week before I compel myself to write a post a day for 21 straight days. I dont think I am ready for that one…. so lets just go with one small step at a time.
Lets see how I fair…
A poet, wannabe singer and an excellent friend to all of us, ‘Varshita Mahajan’ will always be remembered for several firsts to her credit during her eventful 26(??) years. Her sentimental mood, bizarre persona and ability to woo men at will had earned her the sobriquet “Varshi”. Varshita died at the age of 26(??) in a freak accident when she suffered a massive heart-attack seeing that there were no more men in the world left to woo, survived by her wonderful memories and silky hair. Her jaded gobbledygook poetry will remain in our memories forever.
Let her soul allow GOD to live in peace. Amen
~Courtesy Shubhank~