My Musical

Tagged by Vatsa - so here's presenting my life as a musical! This has got to be one of THE hardest tags ever and I already know that I will want to change my mind about the songs the second I hit publish. Yet in the spirit of things... here goes.

Rules of the tag: Various situations are given. You have to come up with a song ( or a couple) that aptly describe those situations in YOUR life.

Opening credits: Its' my life- Bon Jovi

Waking up: Beautiful Sunday -Daniel Boone

Average day: Main Zindagi ka saath nibhaata chala gaya - Hum Dono

First date: Tere mere sapne - Guide/ Fire - Babyface and Des'ree

Falling in love: Can’t help falling in love - Elvis Presley / Have I told you lately- Rod Stewart

Love Scene: Hungry Eyes - Dirty Dancing/ Father figure - George Micheal

Fight Scene: Woman in Love - Barbara Streisand

Breaking up: Must have been love - Roxette/ Nigahen Mastana - from the movie Paying guest

Getting back together: Nothing's gonna change my love for you - Bryan Adams

Secret love: Abhi na jao chhod kar - Hum Dono/ When you say nothing at all - Ronan Keating

Life’s ok: Wouldn't it be nice - Beach boys

Mental Breakdown: Sounds of Silence - Simon and Garfunkel/ Boulevard of Broken Dreams - Green Day and Achint!

Driving: (Right now) Tokyo drift - Teriyaki boys, la gasolina - Daddy Yankee

Learning a lesson: Big Yellow Taxi - Joni Mitchell/ Achint

Flashback: Yesterday - The Beatles/ Fernando - Abba

Partying: Hips don't lie -Shakira/ Indi pop/dance numbers

Happy Dance: Summer of 69 - Bryan Adams/ Time of my life - Dirty Dancing

Regretting: Din Dhal Jaaye - Guide/ Hum bekhudi mein tum ko - Kaala Paani

Long night alone: Tadap tadap - Hum dil de chuke sanam/ I'll be there for you - The Rembrandts

Death Scene: (on G's suggestion) Hotel California - The Eagles

Closing Credits: Bitter sweet symphony - The verve (sorry Vatsa but it has to be this one for me too!)

In turn, I tag the following people:
Megz, Ashanka, Amruta and Achint

All the things she said....

all the things she said
running through my head
running through my head

My head is a right potpourri of thoughts! I wanted to write about a conversation with my sister yesterday where we established that Canberra hardens you physically, mentally and emotionally and the scars remain etched on your being forever. I also wanted to talk about the caste system and its relevance in modern day Indian society. But the demands of daily k are calling and I will have to go and model a shoddy waveguide on an even shoddier computer simulation tool.
Woe is me.
On a brighter note, as Canberra hits sub zero temperatures, I'm off to reasonably warmer Sydney to see my dad who is visiting for the weekend! :-) Can't hardly wait.

Of this, that and the other

So it was another average day and since my eyelids started drooping shortly before tea time I decided to hit the gym a good 3 hours before the customary 6 pm. As I walked toward the changing rooms this rather good looking guy walking behind me caught up with me and I gave him the once over (approvingly) in my head as my eyes moved from head to toe I saw that he not only had a good looking face and a well cut body but he had .... well cut, waxed legs! Now I don't know if this is a common occurrence but the gym is usually filled with well toned guys and none of them, till date, has strutted about flaunting waxed legs! That was a complete and total what-the moment for me.
Incidentally, can someone please pass a law against shorts so short that they don't cover anything and I'm sure it is already a law that one must wear something inside the shorts too! I'm going to the gym to work out and feel those calories burning. As you stretch, I do not want to be accorded with a view that will make me squirm and generally feel disgusted for, possibly, the rest of the evening!
Now before you start thinking that all I do is look up people's clothes and at people's legs ... please don't think it.
Other than all that it is Friday again and I can't believe how the week has flown! Seriously people there has got to be a better explanation for how time flies. Hope you all have a good weekend and .. err.. a happy new year?

To Ma

It was Mother's Day yesterday and when I wished mine last night she first paused for a moment and said 'About time!'. There you have it folks - presenting to you - my mother!
Strength is the first word that comes to my mind when I think of my mother. To me she is the epitome of strength - mental, physical and emotional. I have been told that I have grown to become a lot like her and this has, time and again, resulted in many a conflict between us. She believes in fierce loyalty and brutal honesty. She is nothing if not real and sincere and while there are several things I wish she had done differently - like looked after herself a little more and us a little less - I realise that she was just being a mother.
I believe that we are all evolved versions of our parents (for better or for worse, time will tell) and even though there are marked differences between the way my mother and I think - every time I do anything her voice rings in my ears.
She might not believe it but my home is clean (to her standards!) and my dishes are done and my life is organised - thanks to her. She has taught my sister and I the finer things in life like simple living and high thinking, music, dance and appreciation for art and fine language. She has taught us etiquette and the importance of manners. She has taught us to hold our head high and never fear if we are right. And all this she has taught by example.
I know that over the years I have caused her much elation and some disappointment and I'm sure that the years to follow will be no different. So without much further ado I would just like to wish her a very Happy Mother's Day and tell her that I really have been craving her presence (and food!).

I absolutely *heart* these! To my utter disappointment, couple of weeks back in Sydney at the Dymocks Stationary store (which, might I add, is a haven on earth!) that you get these city specific. I wanted to kick myself for not picking them up before travelling last year. Guess I will have to do it all over again armed with Moleskins.
Sigh!

Its Friday evening and whilst most people are thinking TGIF - I'm pretty meh about it. I am looking forward to sleeping on the newly acquired bed. Needless to say it has done wonders for my aching back and shoulder. I'm also looking forward to cake - which I will get in about five minutes - right after I hit 'publish' and head to the tea room :-D.

My orkut fortune for today reads: You are talented in many ways. I know this and so it hurts even more to know that these many talents are being wasted.
Of late my writing talent has given me the slip by fading into oblivion. I have been racking my brains to come up with something as simple as chapter titles for the PhD thesis and this still eludes me. A fervent prayer to the Gods of writing - rain your blessings on me.

God, grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
the courage to change the things I can;
and the wisdom to know the difference.

This is my thought for the day. It is called, very aptly, the Serenity Prayer. As I tried to recall the exact words of the prayer, I was struck by how many of us want change, need change and yet are too busy or scared to be the change we want to see.

Latest on the block is that I've reopened my blog to all and sundry out there.... I would like to believe that this is the reason not many people were reading and even less of you were writing comments!! Come on people!! :-D
The reasons for making this blog private still exist however, I'm trying not to let those reasons rule my blogging life!
Thanks to everyone for putting up with logging in etc...
Will try not to let it happen again! Enjoy!