went for shopping at 1 cam back by 7... it was bhai me lil bro.. and his frds... was damn tired wen returned home.. got some stuff for my husband too.. but i m sure.. by the time i ll meet him.. i ll make his t shirts all dirty and old... i just simply adore over sized t shirts...

soon after i m came back.. i headed for sahaj yoga centre... and reached thr by 7 30... it was a great experience... Ma talked about why one should meditate and wats maha maya... i was so damn tired.. but den i just cant afford to miss out from going thr.. but once i reached all my tiredness vanished.. moreover so many ppl sitting around u.. meditating collectively gives a sense of calmness.. the prayers and bhajans give a soothing effect... i also bought couple of CDs that comprised ma's lectures and bhajans.. since i had no clue which one to buy.. i asked the gal thr to give any lecture CD of her choice.. she was looking at me wid a very weird expression.. she gave me like three CDs.. den someone from behind prompted me to ask bout Guru Puja CD... and i asked for that too.. and few more.. in total i bought 10... so good na.. a minute ago i had no CD and widin a minute i had a library... n i just love this thg bout me.. wat certainly keeps my mom puzzled... wen in doubt i just go ahead and buy even if one of the thgs isnt tht good compared to other... rather thn not buying at all.. one should always listen to his or heart.. no matter the volume of the heart is high or low... :-).. and no matter it makes a hole in dad's pocket.. and no matter once u get that thg home, u dont even look at it... :-)

coz of my dis habit my husband is really clueless.. he goes like... bigaad rakha hai beti ko... ser chadha rakha hai...aur ye piece mujhe pakda diya...

FOOL! thats me..

scene 1

reached class early yesterday... so i asked the mam at the reception... "mam..andar koi aur hai??" she said "haan ashish".. i gave such a puzzled look... i said "mam! ashish.. who??"

and she just started laughing... and still i was puzzled....

and den i realised...

Ashish is my cousin who studies wid me.. since he is kinda elder to me .so i call him bhai.. name ashish completely skipped from ma mind.. but still... maine hadd hi kar di... i m sure wo mam soch rahe honge ye ladki pagal ho gayi hai...

scene 2.. another class...

i couldnt find the seat wid my frd... so i sat wid some xyz guy... so in between the class wen sir was dictating and few wrds werent that cLear.. so i asked that guy "kya kaha sir ne??" but he didnt respond... again thr was soemthg that i cudnt get.. and again i asked "sir kya bol rahe hain??" but that guy.. he didnt give any response... but as per my "Dheet" habit.. i asked him somethg again... finally he said.... "saary!! i dont know hindi"....

main to hass hasske neeche girne wali thi.. but i recollected myself...

GOD!! abhilasha.. sab kuchh happening teri life mein hi hoga kya...

day before coz of the jam ..i reached home at 12.. generaly i reach home by 9 30... thk god i dont have a hyper active family... "kya hua.. kahan reh gyi.. kab aayegi. calling 100 times type.."

they r very chilled out.. thk u GOD>.. kash bhagwan ji meri doosri family bhi aisi hi de dete... wid dem its like... mobile launching is celeberated in home.. wonder how were they living widout it....

no. of time i have to call... for example while coming to delhi...

call 1.. after reaching the airport

call 2.. after taking the boarding pass

call 3.. after security check.

call 4.. wen the announcement is made..

call 5.. entering the aircraft

call 6.. wen its all set to take off..

call 7.. after it lands

call 8.. after reachign the luggage belt

call 9.. after takign the stuff

call 10.. after i find someone who is suppose to pick me up

call 11.. after reachign home...

n now one should know why telecom is prospering..

n trust me i hate to use cell fone... such GPS thg on me.. makes me hate it more.. i plannign to get somethg like dis fit in my body..

and wid my family...as in my parents...

they r pretty chilled out... beta.. kahin bhi jao... aao... reach home by 11.. if getting late.. make a call.. that to coz.. whether u ll have a dinner here.. or outside...

cool na!!!

journey and much more..

friday evening scheduled at 4:50 pm delayed by almost two hours.. it was den 6:30

was just thinking how ll i spend my time..i bought a filmfare.. that i didnt read.. i ordered for a frappe and chocolate brownie.. but since me not a chocolate person.. i bought and i thought i ll eat it... but i didnt eat.. the guy who came for the clean up.. was astonished wen i said 'le jao..' he said mam aapne kuchh khaya hi nhi... i said nahi khana, le jao... he diligently did his wrk.. but guess more them him the gentleman sittign on the next table was surprised...

gentleman-mam u didnt eat chocolate brownie..

me-i didnt like it much...not a chocolate person

G-how come mam.. all the gals like it..

me-sorry .. i m not following the norm.. but i dont like it..

G-is ur flight delayed.. whr r u going.??

me-ya it is. me goign to ahmedabad

G- who stays thr??

me-i stay thr..

G-mam u dont look like a gujarati..,

me-coz i m not...

G-den why??

me-i have shifted...

G-mam why dont u shop??

me-i dont like shopping much

G-how come mam.. every gal likes it...

me-sorry again.. for not following the norm...

G-love marriage or an arrange one??

me-both

G-mine was a love arrange...she was from my school....

and it went on and on.. he was just too inquisitive...i had a good time pass.. but his questionaire was driving me mad... why on the planet earth jut coz i m gal.. i have to eat a chocolate.. and i have to go for shopping .. i jus didnt understd..

while coming back...

monday morning... 10 am

again my life is stuck wid either mangoes.. or mango pulp..

dad in law wrapped his love and affection in the form of mango pulp cans.. either i have to bring mangoes every time i go to delhi.. or i have to get the pulp...

at the security...jut like the last time..they kept my bag inside... and i asked..wat is it... wat cans r thr... again i replied the same way.. mango pulp.. u want.. u want to check.. u can tke it if u want...the security guy said.. no i dont want to,,, u can carry on...

trust me i m not into dis.. but i really wanted to say... "do u know who m i.. n who r u talking to.." but den its ok... they r doing it for our security reasons.. but yar ek do baar chalta hai.. not always..

n i m back... i m liking it.. but i m not liking it t the same time...career and love both r important... its just bout two more months.. just trying to stick to my priorities...God! be wid me...

hmmm..so i have been tagged.. n dis one i never thought about...

i dont like ladies hand bags..i find them too eeeuuuuu..... i carrry them only wen i m travelling back and forth to delhi... i m too much of a nike adidas person... so lets see...

now for coaching...

me carrying an adidas side bag (2 of my frds have already asked me for it,,i have told them..lemme be bored of it.. den take it..)

1.hair brush

2.water

3.regi

4.so many sheets of xerox material

5.comb also.

6.loads of pens.. (like 20,i have a major fetish)

7. car keys

8.small towel.

9.clutchers

10. a mini shoe tied to the zipper of the bag..

PS: i can never keep my bags closed.. wonder how many thgs i have missed out on which mite have fallen from my bag..

welcome back..

im back to gujarat... and i have brought rains wid me..

and above all i have made my room into a room... since husband suffers from OCD bout cleanliness he turned my room into such a prim and proper.. and here i came. thrown away my bag.. luggage bag.. magazine...he he he.. and he was like.. "baksho devi ji, room would start crying"

before i come here..i have all kind of issues.. i dont like dis.. i dont like that.... but once i m here.. i like it all... i love the place.. i love my house.. and above all i love my husband... but yes.. before coming here... i turn into a complaint box...but guess my life is much sorted here...

kept an alarm for 7.. but woke up at 6 30... got into the usual chores.. n i turned so different...

1. giving keys and pani to driver..

2. instructing maid..

3. insturucting maali bhai..

anyways.. mornign started wid a cup pf tea.. it was already laid before i woke up.. chit chatted wid ma n dad in law.. told them a funny incidents bout a gal in the coaching... someone came upto me and told me.. "u know that gal is a big shot one,she comes wid a big chauffer driven red light car" and i dont know wat prompted me and i behaved like a kid and i went like.. "have u ever noticed how i come for the class, and do u know.. i m a big shot's daughter.. and who my dad in law is" i said all this n i was like.. "wat the hell..abhilasha.. how kiddish can u get" to all dis ma in law went like to her son... dekh teri biwi padhti wadhti nahi hai wahan.. bas wahan gappe maarne jati hai...

i was like.. ma ..ek to im telling u..

dad in law was like... haan beta get ur frds home.. show them around... i was like.. ya sure.. pehle hi show off karke kam kiddish behave kiya hai.. ki ghar bhi le aaun...

guess!! diliiiwalas r just too good at the flaunting part...he he he....

going back

i m going back to gujarat.. after a month in delhi.. it seems i was on a yr long vacation...didnt get to meet my mom.. she being occupied wid her stuff.. but i m a grown up daughter.. i understd.. how mom must be feeling that she cudnt meet me... missing mom terribly...

mom called up up yesterday and was like "beta! i m sorry i cudnt make it.. everyone is saying.. wat kinda mom u r.. ur daughter is thr.. and u are not going to meet her" i told mom "mom dont listen to anyone,i have no issues..i m a part of u..just walking outside ur body"..

everytime i go back to my ''sasural' i get terrible goosebumps.. it seems as if i m going thr for the first time.. i hve almost forgotten which thg is lying whr.. i wonder do i still know how to make a cup of tea.. m i ready to wake up by 7 again... and be alert all the time.. all set to take up my doorkeepers duty... Gosh! its pissing me off...

a check list

1.hair dryer- check

2.sandals- check

3. shampoos and conditioners - check

4.tickets- check

5. gifts- check

6. cell charger- check

7.myself- CHECK

wat is it about love.. saying it ten times in a day?? may be??

ever tried to force someone to love u.. ever tried to love someone forcibly..

ever tried to do a love drenched gesture without a drop of love in it....

sitting back and making one understd.. that look...u have to love.. its thr.. if its thr... does love come wid the 'entitled' relationships...or relationships come out of love...

u love someone coz' of the named relationships u share...or is it vice versa.. is it like u share a relationship coz' u love...

its instant..is it..

or conceived on the minds and then executed...

ready wid a check list??

check

check

check

////enter...

operation terminated....