Birthday entry

4/9/2011

Kuwait.

I turned 34 today and a year more and I will have lived half of my life.Very strange to have had 34 birthdays upto now.I still remember my 17 birthday,like it was yesterday. I celebrated at my hostel with my room mates.

How was my birthday,you ask?

Well,I was wished by many of my friends on facebook and it did make me feel very happy within.EVen though some might say,friends who are only online are not real friends,I dont think thats completely true.SOmeone has taken the time to wish you,means they think of you somewhere in their mind ,even if its for a single moment.

Some of my family wished me and that truly made my day.To be greeted by my own,makes you feel important and wanted,a feeling everyone wants,no matter what.

My husband brought me flowers and sweets and it literally lighted some fire crackers within my heart.My brother and sister inlaw ,made a point to come and wish me and it truly touched my heart.My sister wished me and bought me presents 2 days ago and that made me happy and I havent stopped smiling since then.

I would like to thank God for being my eternal guide.He has blessed me in so many ways,that thanking everyday isnt all enough.I pray to God,that he binds my family together,gives us peace of mind,prosperity and happiness.May we be happy with what we have and not ruin our life wanting that extra more all the time.For everything he has given us,Thank you God.Forgive our sins and help us be good human beings,to be helpful,to be kind,to be generous,respectful of everyone and hings we have in our life.


Since the past one year,I have grown older,I have stopped giving tutions,I literally fell gravely ill and came out of it in one piece and more appreciative for this gift of life.I had a vacation and met my Inlaws and family and friends.I spent good time with friends,cooked a little more,entertained a little more,loved a little more.I clicked a lot of pictures and made many memories.I still am head over heels in love with my husband,Mehmood 9+ years later.My sister introduced the newest member to our family,my nephew Nathan.My brother got married and introduced us to another important member of my family,Joyce.I had good times and bad and enjoyed both of them with my heart and soul.I made people smile,made people happy and in return was blessed by all.

Today I listened to many many songs -Tamil,english and hindi.Danced a little in my apartment,decorated my hair with flowers and danced in front of the mirror.I was hugged and kissed and embraced and it all felt right and joyous.

I had a good time so far.Al Hamdullilah and thank you God for everything.

Crazy Ramblings !

Its been a while since I came online,No while writing this blog,I actually havent been online either.It will be a couple of days before I do so.

Eid al Fitr has come to an end and I have had the busiest weeks ever.Entertaining friends all the way through.Am exhausted,was hoping to catch up on some sleep but then after another phone call,we had to wake up and be ready for friend to come over.And by the time,we bid Ta-tas and Bye byes,the day had come to an end.

Its been defintely a week since I visited facebook and checked any of my emails.Makes me realise how dependent Im on this internet.Im clearly addicted.A bad sign of a jobless person,a sign of ample free time or a sign of having some sort of company no matter what time -day or night.

There are so many blogs to read and so many things to pass judgement and comment on and I am just not able to.Waiting to hook up to some DSL connection but just havent found the time.

So Im sorry if anyone is wondering,why doesnt she read them or why havent we heard from her.I have been so darn busy entertaining guests literally the entire week with no break.Tired,exhausted,cooked a lot,washed a lot and finally done with it all.

One of the most wonderful visits have been one from my sister.A surprise viist on her own with my one and only nephew.I couldnt get enough of him and I kissed him and hugged him like there was no tomorrow.To see your own brother or sister's kids,wow ! Its such a wonderful feeling.To have them love you back,is such a breath taking feeling.Its like nourishment to your soul,to receive such worthiness,such love.


Isnt it,there can be nothing better than the drug of being loved.It can cure you of illness,it can make you feel free and attached all at the same time.................

And the sweets.The tradition of giving sweets in all forms during these occassions.What can I say? Its been showering chocolates,cakes and doughnuts.My gosh...I think i can poop and pee sugar for the coming fortnight.Its like I can feel whipped cream and jellies and nuts and OMG......Its super pumping my heart.I think its a good thing to do,when you visit someone for the first time,its better to bring some bounty.I mean like cakes or sweets.Never go empty handed to meet someone or when you have been invited for the first time or when like eid ka chand,you visit a freind or relative,once in a while.My parents used to do it and now my husband and I do so.If not sweets,take dome deli items..like puffs or o'douvres( not sure of the spelling).

I think Im gonna be sick..I feel some whipped cream brimming on the top layer of my tummy.That means I had a little too much.Day before,I was puking my heart out coz some BBQ meat n chicken didnt get along too well with my tummy.I have a tough tummy but my medications for my various bimariyaas,compromises the steel layer within.

Just watched the "Falak pe" song from "TAshan".How skinny does this woman get? Size zero.Is that even a legal dress size? ...it seems unappealing to me...how do the guys feel? My hubby didnt find her appealing ...if you wondered ask your hubby ! I think A little chubby woman is far more sexy.Jalebi bai......jalebi bai.....

Back to listening to songs again...The whole of ramadan ,I tried to refrain from listening to them as less as I can.But now Im lovin' it.It makes me feel joyous and I go footloose.Music is like a drug...why go on hashish or whatever the name is,when you can close your eyes and forget every God damn thing that is out there to ruin your peace of mind.It calms me when my mind is uneasy,when Im sad,when Im happy.I miss dancing,not that I have completely quit..but ye dil,KAmbakht jaldi thaka deta hai.I love when someone gives me company.Why is there an age to do everything? Common dialogue - " Ye koi umar hai? ","kya tum abhi bachi ho ye karne ke liye?" or like my brother puts it," Stop dancing like an ass at every tune that hits your elephant ears".

"Aane wale pal ek sapna hai" from Phir teri kahani yaad ayi.You should listen to this song.It one of my romantic favourites.It a beautiful song.Whn I listen to this song,I go back to this place.Im 20 yrs old again,Im walking along panambur beach in mangalore just half an hour before sun begins to sunset.Im in a black dress,have long hair,have anklets and with a boyfriend.You would imagine Im reminiscing some past memory,Im not.HAd a boycut,had no boyfriend and had been to the beach with my girlfriends in the peak afternoon sun for a swim, after bunking chem classes, and had not heard this song back then.But this daydream sets in everytime I listen to this song.I dont think the movie has this sequence either.Some songs when I listen,I imagine myself in the monsoon in a garden.Im a romantic,yes...A nutcase,totally...A daydreamer,always.

Reminds me of this english flick I once saw long time back.There is a new technology introduced that a person can go into alternate reality ,to get away from the day's trouble.A fantasy vacation in your own mind.It was a flop but I loved the idea.

A silly attempt of a poem

Like the cactus in the desert

So am I in this world,

In the confusion of this day to day life

I stand ,steadfast and rooted to my ground.

The storms may come,

the sands may cloud you                      

but with what I have

I deal this moment of time,

holding on to what i've got

but never stopping to look after myself,

I may chip off...

I may break a branch or two,

I may be cut down

or I may not be self-sufficient

But never will I stop living,

Im here for a purpose,

For someone or just be on my own,

nonetheless Im here

and I shall make every moment count!



We are born into this world for a reason and not because it just had to happen.One must never give up on one's purpose of existence.If you arent bound to anyone and are on your own,doesnt mean life has given up on you.You could be that single person,you could be that divorcee,you could be an orphan or you could be married,single mom or anything.Even in the sea of people around you,one can feel as hopeless and without aim.We dont realise that a single good deed we do unto others,maybe paying it forward in ways most wonderful.A simple smile or a touch or pat or words of love,can make someone's day most pleasant,even we can never imagine it.Some of us do,and some just dont want to spare that little time.Help that old person on the street,give to that poor person if you can spare,give a small chocolate to the child working at the hotel or shop,etc. Life is not meant to be easy and smooth coz if it were,we all would have been bored and tired of it.We are to live with challenges,we are to live through drastic changes,you could be a teacher,you could be a cook,you could be a waiter ,you could be anything.....you are making it better for someone else.

Heart of a House !

I recently came across this saying on a cooking channel and it goes like this : "The Kitchen is the heart of the house".Many would wonder if the bedroom was the deal breaker but it isnt.

There in the kitchen is the woman who has slogged her major part of the day whipping up food,a way,I think personally, to anyone's heart.A handful of my memories are of the wonderful food I have had at people's home and my own.My mom made the most amazing chicken stew and the thought of her dish,still makes me drool.The chicken was cooked just right and stew was just light and amazing,with the hint of acidic tomato and fresh coriander.The spices were right,the flavours were right on and the chicken fell apart in your hand and mouth.

Coming to think of it,there in the kitchen lies this woman,who may or may not be a housewife,but nonetheless,still enters it with great enthusiasm and will, to whip something for her loved ones.She knows she will be feeding her babies and husband.She knows they all are waiting on the edge of their seat,hoping to chow something thats tasty and that which will bring them great comfort and satisfaction.

My dad,always wanted one vegetarian and one non vegetarian dish for dinner always.He always insisted that the whole family sat down to eat and had a good time.It was usually a time where taddle tales like my brother and sister,had something to taddle about and get all of us in trouble.It was time when some main problems were discussed,the day spent was discussed,where homework to be done was discussed,when results and grades were discussed,where how tiring the entire day had been was discussed and what were the highlights of the next days to come were discussed.

My husband is an excellent cook ,but to win his heart and tummy ,I always try to be better than him.I love the fact that he wont eat out coz he will come home,so tired ,exhausted and when I serve him his meals,and only when he loves it,he will smile and feel better and satisfied.I know he feels happy knowing back home ,someone is waiting,to feed him and love him.Isnt that what home is all about?

My mom was a damn good cook and not only us,I remember,guests always praising her food and that was like petrol to her,coz then onwards, she kept going and going,whilst entertaining guests.I was so fascinated by her coz at any weekend party,she prepared around 6 different dishes.It was not something she complained about,it was her passion.I would think,"Yes,I want to be like he".I want people to rather look forward to dining at my house.People made an excuse to come over and we kids,just loved it.We loved being loved by our guests and showered by choclates boxes.But mostly it was eating my mom's potato minced mutton cutlets.AAAAAAAAAAhhh!

SO when I think of it,in the kitchen lies this woman,who isnt looking for praises or any applaud.There in the kitchen is this woman,who cooks for her family with all the love she can.Its just not the way to a man's heart,food is the way into anyone's heart,be it old and young.