In love with...my nails..!!

The last message

“We agreed we would never be together….

             You reasoned we could not be together….

But love for me is not like the weather

That keeps changing but a bond that is joined forever…..

I love you so I will let you go…

Not because I want to but because you do…..

But one day when you start missing me, please don’t blame me…

Because I didn’t leave you….

You wanted me to let you go…!!!!!"

Wind beneath my wings!

He was the only one for whom I have true feelings….

He was the only one who loved me leaving aside other beings…

I was like a butterfly…

Who flew all day long, happy, contented and strong...

I don't know if I ever cared about other things

But he was the wind beneath my wings….!!

P.S- Thoughts of a girl whose love left her.

Why I write...

• Because I have a bad memory and someday I'm sure I'm gonna have Alzheimer's...
• Because the voices in my head can't wait to come out. They itch more than the dandruff in the scalp...
• Because I love to see my name on every thing that I own....
• Because I love attention and if I don't get it, this is the only way....
• Because I imagine faces, figures in the clouds, cracks of walls...Since I don't draw, this is my way to express...
• Because I love exclamation marks!!!! They express me so well and this is the only way I can show my love for them...
• Because Durjoy Datta and Chetan Bhagat and a lot others do too....
• Because when I wrote a farewell email, I got a lot of appreciation from people which is when I realised I could write....
• Because those little things, those little moments of life should be brought to life...
• Because I love those colorful pens and how they look awesome on paper...
• Because I can't express my feelings better in any other way....

But just because I write I can't claim to be a good writer. I just write because I like it. Whether you like it or not, TUMHARI MARZEE!!!! :)

The One You Cannot Have

No, no no.! I'm not in melancholy while I'm writing this, I'm just in a "Damn it" mood.

Yesterday, I found myself walking down to Sapna Book House in Indiranagar after work. A great book idea had come to my mind and I thought I should pen it down before I lost the thought. And I am a "Nakhrey-waali" writer. Before I write down anything, I need a colorful notebook. God! I'm so obsessed with colors. So, I thought I would get a brand new, colorful notebook and then start writing... :) The next moment I was in the book store. 

I thought I would just pick up a notebook quickly and get going. But a pack of colorful pens grabbed my attention. I grab it. I feel so nice. Then I go through a lot of notebooks and a MTV notebook took my heart away. I grab it too. I should get going, I thought to myself but wait, should I go upstairs and check out some books? No. Because whenever I see the whole lot of books stacked up there I get demotivated to write. There are so many books waiting to catch the attention of readers that I think no one would ever read my book. That is if I manage to write one. I close one eye because I don't want to get influenced by seeing a lot of books. I find a huge guy staring at me. Check out the books, you moron. I feel like telling him.

"The One You Cannot Have"- By Preeti Shenoy. This book caught my attention. The title of the book related to some part in me. So I pick the book up and go through the last page. I kind of liked it. Without thinking much I buy it. I pay the bill and rush off from the store. I take an auto, sit back and ponder.

I'm happy with myself. I feel proud. Wah, what an idea for a book. I'm gonna write an awesome book. I should start writing it as soon as I reach home. I gather some thoughts while on the journey inside the auto. I can't wait to reach home. It took me almost half an hour to reach. By that time I had gathered enough thoughts, that's what I thought..:)

I reach home. Immediately I tear off the seal from the copy, opened the pen packet, grab a pink pen and started writing. I didn't even care to change my clothes. After an hour I managed to write just about 2 pages and my think tank was almost empty. I stopped.

I changed my clothes. I started cooking. I watch some TV. I have my dinner and then I thought I will just read the book that I bought before sleeping. Till then I had forgotten all about the book that I had bought.

I open it and start reading. After reading a page I suddenly flipped through all the pages quickly and Damn it! The book that I was going to write (or what I have already wrote, just that the book only had 2 pages) almost had the same idea. Damn, Damn, Damn. I kept repeating it to myself.

I sleep off having lost the zeal to read the book or write my own book. Morning I wake up, think over it and then decide "I'm gonna write the book anyway"...But if one day I complete it and it happens to get published, please don't say that I was influenced by Preeti Shenoy's book. I'll be hurt.

I read more pages of the book this morning and realised that the basic idea is same like mine but my characters are going to be different. Because book is not about ideas but you you bring the characters into life. I'm feeling a bit motivated already... :) :) :) Feeling good.

P.S : I shall give a review of the Preeti Shenoy's book after I'm done reading it.

From Yellow to Pink!!!

"While I'm writing this, my favorite color just switched places.. From Yellow to PINK...Yes, I just landed in Bangkok and I'm just amazed by the PINK taxis they have here.. There are other colors too.. Orange, Green and Blue.. but I liked Pink the best...This city is sooo colorful and I'm already loving it.. I seem to connect to it very well me being a colorful person myself....

I wait for a Pink taxi but none were vacant, I decided to settle with an Orange one which is not bad either... I get to my own Orange taxi and can't stop being happy just by seeing the Pink taxis that pass by me...And proceed towards my hotel in Siam square..."

Below is the picture of the pink taxi that I managed to click from inside my taxi...

These were the exact words that I wanted to write as soon as I landed in Bangkok but I just couldn't manage to do it. Was not carrying my laptop and blogging from the phone would be tedious so I decided to write it down as soon as I'm back to Bangalore. And so I did...

My driver explained to me that the colors of the taxis represented different companies that run taxi services. The company that runs the Pink taxis being the most abundant one followed by orange and green.. I loved the concept...Very different to what we have here in India, taxis and autos represented by Yellow which is the only one reason I sometimes hate yellow.. :)

Okay, apart from just the colors, there are other things about Thailand that I would love to share...Just keep checking my blogs for more.. :)

Sexy Daal

Yes, that's the name of the yummy-licious Dal that I make...One of my close friend after tasting my Dal named it so... And every time he says that, my short nose just gets longer by an inch... :)

Don't really remember when I first started making it but nevertheless, I can bet the taste is unbeatable.. I'm okay to take challenges whoever says that they can make a better Daal than me.. :P

I'm not selfish when it comes to sharing so I would definitely give out the recipe.. No claps for this..!!!

What makes the Dal that I make "sexy" is the correct proportion of every ingredient. If you follow the steps below, you can definitely make your Dal sexy too... that's my promise...So, here I go...

• First take a handful of "Masoor Dal" (my favorite, I hardly eat any other kind of Dal) in a pressure cooker and wash it 2-3 times. After draining the water, add of a cup fresh water (or more depending on the thickness that you want).
• Cut onions, green chillies and tomatoes and add them to the Dal and the water. Add salt, turmeric powder and a little bit of Garam Masala.
• Add 2 tea spoons of cooking oil (mustard or sunflower oil) and close the lid of the pressure cooker.
• Let it cook till the pressure cooker "whistles" 3 times.
• Take it off the gas stove and put aside

Frying:

• Crush fresh garlic cloves (after peeling off the skin) by using a pestle. A sufficient amount of garlic is needed for "the sexy taste"...
• Chop onions, green chillies keep aside with the crushed garlic cloves. Chop tomatoes also and keep aside.
• Heat oil in a pan and add mustard seeds when the oil is hot. After the mustard seeds splutter add zeera (cumin seeds) and kaala zeera.
• Add the chopped onions, chillies and crushed garlic to the oil.
• Fry till golden brown and then add sliced tomatoes and cook for some more time.
• After the tomatoes have cooked add some more garam masala or any other masala you would like to add.
• Pour the boiled Dal into this fried mixture.
• Cook for 10 minutes and add freshly chopped coriander leaves and serve hot with white rice.

P.S- The main ingredients that make the Dal yummy is garlic and coriander leaves. You can never go wrong if you follow the above steps... :) So, try it and let me know how your Dal turned out.. and...was it SEXY???

The Lazy me ..!!

When I first started writing this blog, I swore to myself that I would update it regularly....I promised myself I would write at least twice a week... Alas..!!!

I haven't been able to update it even once a week... I don't think I would have enough to read when I grow old (which is my sole intention of writing this blog, to read it when I grow old, I will at least have something to laugh about)... So, here's another PINKY PROMISE... I promise I would update it as much as I can....if I am not LAZY...

Yes, the reason I haven't updated my blog recently is because I have become very very LAZY... I have fallen in love with SLEEP...!!! 9 hours of sleep is just not enough for me...I end up snoozing my alarm clock too many times... I'm sure if my alarm had life in it, it would have committed suicide a couple of times by now...!!

Not only that, these days I just run short of words.. I think of writing something and while I'm still writing, I forget what I wanted to write.... Grrr.. and my posts end up as "Drafts" waiting to be completed and published...Sob sob!! at this rate I would never become a successful Blogger... :( unless some MAGIC happens...

P.S- While I'm writing this I've already yawned a couple of times..but no, no..I'm not sleeping so soon.. It's only 1 o'clock.. I shall write at least another post before I doze off...!!!

I want to shout out loud

Dedicated to all the people who like poking into my life... and make my life miserable.. and I already mentioned at the welcome page of my blog that I will assault all the people I hate, right HERE...

Here I go...
 

• Just because I write stuff that is already written by someone else doesn't mean that I'm not creative or I copy.... It's a coincidence that whatever I am feeling is written by someone else.... Among the millions and millions of people in this world, can no 2 people have the same thought? And the same words?? This goes for the people who say that my writing is copied.. or my FB status updates are copied from somewhere....!!!

•  Just because, I am quiet doesn't mean I am wrong and you can assume whatever you want to, about me... If you have a problem with me, TELL ME..not anyone else...!!!

• Just because I wear skimpy and revealing clothes doesn't mean my Character is bad and I am the Easy Going types... My clothes may be short, but I am definitely not SHORT of Morality... So, don't judge me by the CLOTHES I wear...!!!

• Just because I'm SINGLE doesn't mean no one wants to be with me.. It could be that I like it that way.. and also doesn't mean that I date any Tom, Dick and Harry....So, don't try to flirt with me seeing my FB relationship status...!!!

•  Just because I'm not yet married at the age of 27 doesn't mean that no one wants to get married to me... It could just mean that I M NOT READY yet..!!!

• Just because I am sweet to you doesn't mean I like you... It could just be that I M LIKE THAT WITH EVERYONE.. you don't have to give special credits to me for that... and you definitely don't have to fall in love with me for that..!!!

• Just because I take time to understand things doesn't mean I'm DUMB... I'm also INTELLIGENT sometimes.. this goes out to all my dear friends.. I know you guys love me and I do too.. :) No hate for you guys, just LOVE..!!

• Just because I keep laughing all the time doesn't mean I am always HAPPY.. I can also feel sad sometimes.. :) After all, I am also a Human. and no one's life is perfect...

• Just because I have most MALE friends doesn't mean that I am Character less.. It can just mean that I get along better with them.. at least they are good SECRET KEEPERS...and wouldn't bitch about you at the back..!!

And just because I don't show it, doesn't mean that I don't LOVE you.. It just means that I want you to UNDERSTAND even before I show it...!!!

P.S.. Looks like my Hate Blog has ended in a Love Blog.. Anyone Complaining??

Devil in plastic

Come Monday morning and enters the devil..... Am I the only one who thinks so? Isn't everyone annoyed by the devil? Yes, I'm talking about the Devil in Plastic... the Alarm Clock..!!! 

Well, don't go by the literal meaning because these days your alarm is not in plastic but  most probably it's your mobile phone that acts as your alarm.... 

The disadvantage of your phone acting as an alarm is that when you are in deep sleep and it rings, you can not throw it.. if you happen to throw it and if you possess a costly phone then you are certainly at a loss...!!

I certainly love my phone acting as an alarm though.. I can keep on snoozing and sleeping... that 5-10 minutes of sleep after you press the snooze button is the world's greatest bliss....Sometimes if I have to get up at 9am, I put an alarm for 8:00am and put the snooze time of 10 minutes and let the alarm interrupt my sleep every 10 minutes... :) Crazy that I am... :) But I absolutely love the interrupted sleep... !!

So, here's to all the people who love snoozing and sleeping.. .Happy SNOOZING...!!!

P.S- It's 1:00 am on a Monday morning and so, I have to now go and grab a sleep so that I can snooze and sleep and finally wake up at 9:00am..Good night...

Irritating beyond belief

Burrrp..in front of me and just thank God that I don't have a gun..otherwise, I could shoot you dead...!!!

I hate when people burp in public.. Yucckkk... why can't they just burp quietly or just cover their mouth..?? Do they have to let the whole world know that they are burping? 

Correct me if I'm wrong but it's mostly the guys that burp shamelessly in the public. No offense.. Burping is very common and there's nothing wrong with it. Even we girls burp, but never in front of everyone. I think we are better behaved in this case.. :)

But I did come across a lady team mate who burped away to glory...Eeeewwwk..!!!

I once had gone out with a group of friends for dinner and there was this one guy whom I was meeting for the first time and who kept burping at least a dozen times...I couldn't eat a nibble...!!

My request to all the guys.. Please don't burp in front of others, especially the girls... even if some girl likes you they would keep away if you burp in front of them...So next time you feel like burping, just cover your mouth and burp quietly so that no one hears it....If it's too bad and you accidentally burp, then a "excuse me or a "sorry" could help if not worse.... :)

So, Happy noBurrrping..!!!!

House arrest

"North East people's Exodus from Bangalore"..... is what was flashed in the news for the whole of last week...People from all over the NE were seen fleeing from Bangalore...reason..? Apparently, some Muslims threatened people from NE to leave Bangalore....If not, they would be attacked after Ramzan...

And the result of this... ???

Confusion, fear, anxiety......and my HOUSE ARREST....

Since I hailed from the North Eastern state of Tripura, I was advised by my friends, colleagues and parents not to leave the house for at least 2 to 3 days after Eid...What?? Impossible?? I despise being at home and that too, for 2-3 days? I will go mad...

But my manager had called me and my team mate and asked us to "work from home" for as long as a week keeping the current situation in mind...Wow, that is nice but not being able to go out was objectionable... Though working from home can be fun (as I mentioned in my previous post), it can get very boring if you are not able to go out....this was same as a HOUSE ARREST...grrrr...

At just the end of 2 days, I gave up and returned to work the 3rd day...

I'm glad it was over...I'm glad the situation has improved and the rumors have sufficed....I know not much about what was the real cause of this situation but all I want to ask is -Are Indians so lame as to be influenced by caste, creed and place of birth? And it's your country. You can chose where to live and not run away when someone chases you.... You should be able to stand upright and say "This is my country and it's my right to live wherever I want to...."

The weird things that I like

The WEIRDO that I am, I like weird things...Since I was a kid, I've liked things which others don't.. done things I was asked NOT to do...and NOT done things that I was ASKED to...that's ME...!!!

I love the smell of PETROL and I'm sure I'm not the only one but it's WEIRD....!!! Every time I'm in a petrol station I ask the guys there to put a drop of it on my finger while they are filling the petrol in the bikes (cars excluded) so that I can smell it... I have stopped doing it these days, don't want to embarrass my friends...

I love the smell of new books... I remember when I was in school and every time the new books were distributed, I would smell the books of almost everyone in the class.....This is one of the reasons I MISS SCHOOL more...

I love the smell of KEROSENE....when we grew up in the village and used the Kerosene Lanterns, I liked smelling the fumes coming out of it... :) I don't know why mum applied kerosene whenever we had sprains. I once sprained my hands and mum had applied kerosene on it. I placed my hand near my nose and had a good sleep...

I love the smell of the smoke coming out from an auto rickshaw during the earlier days. Nowadays they use LPG for running autos and I therefore, haven't smelled that "old auto-rickshaw smoke days" for long...I used to run behind the autos as a child to smell the smoke......

I love the smell of PAINT....if there is anything that's being painted, you will find me standing there and smelling it...!!!

I love the smell of a MARKER pen. Every time I have to use it while I'm in office especially the Glass board markers, I end up being INTOXICATED each time...

I love the smell of a NAIL POLISH.. every time I apply it, I smell my nails...!!!

So, what am I smelling today....??? Nail Polish..It's weekend and it's time to change my Nail Colour.... :)

When I hate my sister

I love my sister... but not more than she does...unless she begs to differ... :P

We grew up together and then an fortunate (or unfortunate) thing happened...  we grew up to have similar vital stats.. and that's why the melancholy....

 We share everything under the sun (apart from underwears and tooth brush)..and have common clothes and shoes..and most other things...I initially enjoyed it as we could buy many different things and share.. That way we could have variety in our dressing...

The first real problem arose when she joined the company where I worked which meant we couldn't share all the clothes...then we had to get ourselves different sets of clothes... clothes started to beg for space in our  wardrobe....

Then again, she changed her job and the sharing of clothes started all over again....but now, things have changed... she doesn't shop much these days and wears my clothes way too often....Grrrrr.....she's saving up money she reasons... What about me huh? I shop, you wear and you save...HUH.... 

Every other day when I've shopped for some new clothes, she calls me up and asks "sis, can I wear your new dress, I've got a party to attend".....First I shout at her and at the end of it I just give away....but if you ask me, I really don't want to...especially when I myself haven't worn it and had been saving it up for some special occasion myself.....I HATE HER WHEN SHE WEARS MY NEW CLOTHES....and she even gets pictures clicked and puts it up on Facebook...but what to do, sister after all..can't say much.....and after all that you know what she says?? "sis, you spend too much money on shopping and you never save"...

And by the way, she is my younger sister I'm talking about.....

The last time, I was saving up a watch which my boyfriend had got me from UK..I thought I would wear it for some special occasion and without asking me she wears it to office....Imagine my fury when I saw it on her hand when I met her in the office wash room.... I stood there and cried....really....!!! I hadn't wore it ever since.... I told her "Keep it"...

Last week I had bought a green off shoulder top and again, she calls me while I was at work asking if she could wear it as she was going to Kolkata....Could I say no??? No....

And most recent one, today. She calls me up and says that she wants my yellow bag.. Remember? It's the same one I had posted a picture of in one of my previous posts... I had saved that up for some occasion again....and I myself haven't carried it.... :(  Did I say no??? No...

But sis, I know you would never read this but all I want to say is "I HATE YOU WHEN YOU WEAR MY NEW CLOTHES (and many other things) WHICH I MYSELF HAVEN'T WORN....."

When I told this to one of my friends, he laughs and says "wear it before she gets to wear it.....then you won't have anything to complain about"...yeah, yeah.. wished it was that simple....

P.S:  But I wish my sister reads this so that she gets to know how I feel.

It happened to me

I had recently gone to the Passport office to apply for my passport. My slot was booked for 9:45 in the morning. My sister had told me that I don't have to carry my photographs as they would be clicking my picture there and then.

I obviously wanted a good picture of mine in the passport so I got up early in the morning, washed my hair and set it to look perfect. I also made sure I wore some makeup on my face so that my picture comes out nice. 

My friend was dropping me on his bike and I had covered my hair with a scarf so that it doesn't tangle and spoil my perfectly done hair. I have a big, round face so I always keep my hair open. Tied hair or hair laid back would make my face look even bigger so I made sure I kept half of my face always covered with hair.

I reach the passport office and get to the counter where they would take my picture. And guess what, while clicking the picture, the photographer asks me to put my hair behind the ears as both the ears need to be visible. What the heck...!!!! I asked him why I should do that and he merely says "that's a rule. both ears need to be visible"...Now what kind of a rule is that..?? What can you make out of a person by looking at the ears... Crap...!! 

To make matters worse and to make my picture worse, the person clicks my picture when I was not even ready and was still bearing that angry look on my face. Couldn't he just tell me to pose before he clicked?? I could have given the "million dollar smile".... :P

Damn, damn, damn... Now my picture looks like of a criminal, the same kind where it says "most wanted". A big face with an angry look... !!! Eeeewwww.....

Why can't they hire professional photographers I say....!!! Where we should be allowed to take the at least 3-4 pictures and the best one chosen to be in the passport... :P 

Is anyone listening????

I'm not even so eager to get my passport now.... :(

Work from home: Yes or no??

While I'm writing this, I'm working from home... :) This is one good thing about working from home. I can do other things in between... I can chat with friends, be on Facebook and I can love what I love doing.. Blogging.. :P... I wouldn't have been able to do it had I been in office, working...

But is working from home always fun and convenient or the age-old tradition of working in an office more productive? Let's analyse both the sides of the coin... Work from home or work from office.. ??

Let me first give you the plus points of working from home... and the opinions expressed are clearly of my own.. :-

• I can choose my own work station. Example, I can work while being on my bean bag, my bed, my TV room, my balcony.. The options are unlimited... you can come up with your own creative work station.. :P

P.S: It applies only when you have a Wi-fi connection.. :P

•  You can choose your own work timings. Well, this won't apply to people who have a deadline to meet and depends on your work profile. For me, I can work anytime I choose to but I only have to complete it before 9pm IST which isn't rocket science.

• I can take as many breaks and anytime I want to. I can take small unlimited breaks and small naps of course, in between... :)

• I can watch TV while working, listen to loud music and work. Yes, I can concentrate better while listening to loud music.

•  I can save up on the commuting hours. I need at least 2 hours to get ready before my cab picks me up. So, I save up at least 3 hours bearing in mind that I get picked 1 hour before my shift starts... :) 

• I don't have to take bath when I'm working from home because I won't be going out anywhere.... :) No no, it's not that I don't like taking bath or I like being unhygienic but I can take bath after completing my work and if I chose to go out with friends for a coffee... Then I freshen up ... :P 

• I can go out with friends for sometime if I get too bored working.. :P 

So, as of now this is all I can think of about the benefits of working from home. Now let's talk about the not-so-good things about working from home:

• You tend to get lazy and might end up not working at all or not being able to complete your work.

•  If most of your best friends are in office, you will miss on going out for breaks with them.

•  Your principle of "you should not bring work home"  will be lost. If you are married, your spouse would not appreciate if you work from home.. :P

I would like to conclude here saying that you should work from home only once in a while. Otherwise, you will end up being lazy....Too much of convenience at your side can be harmful... :)
 

The butterfly in me

I have always been fascinated by butterflies...It's most apparent by the name of my blog itself.. For those who don't know, titlee means butterfly. Butterflies, according to me are the most beautiful creatures....They definitely seem like angels carrying a bit of a rainbow in them....always gleaming in shades of orange, green, blue, almost every colour....Captivating beauty... and as you all know, I love colours...!!!

Sadly, since I've been in Bangalore I've never had the luck of seeing any....blame it on my busy life (if I may say) or just say that I've been to lazy to spend enough time with nature...or maybe just because there's no much of nature left in Bangalore anymore...whatever is the reason, it's been long since I've seen a butterfly.... Sometimes I feel like throwing butter out of the window and see it fly... Poor joke..I know... :)

I'd read somewhere about a Butterfly Park in Banerghetta National Park....I think I should have that next on my "to visit" list...Hope to put that up on my next post....

I'm at least lucky that when I was a kid (I grew up in a small village in Tripura) I grew up amidst the nature, lots of free time to observe nature, play and fiddle with its creatures... We loved running behind the colourful butterflies in hope of catching one. Sometimes when we did manage to catch it, we would free it after some time. After all, it had to get back to the nature...

I have a little bit of butterfly in me...I'm colorful, always active, always on the move....and try to keep the world around me beaming with life... :)

I think that's why I sometimes get "butterflies" in my stomach when I'm too excited... !!!!!! 

My message to people who are reading this is .."Be a butterfly, spread your wings and take whatever life brings...be true to yourself and be unique...feel the beauty inside you and you will find the joy that you seek.."
 

Honey, can I have your password?

The answer to this question should be "NO".... 

I was just reading an article about youngsters signalling their devotion to their bf/gf by sharing passwords....be it Gmail, Facebook, Twitter or other accounts...Some reason it by saying "it's a sign of trust"... really?? If sharing passwords mean trust then what a Lame Lame world...!!!

Think about this, you and you bf/gf are sharing passwords with each other, say a Facebook account password. For some reason, you guys break up and consider it was a break up which involved heated arguments which turned out to be really bitter....Before you even realise anything, your bf/gf could login to your account and post something which can be shameful and disgraceful. Can be any intimate pictures, messages, anything....By the time you could change your password, the harm would have been done...

One more example of how sharing a password can hamper your relationship....Imagine, there is this random person who sends you a friend request and you accept it seeing that you had one or more "mutual friends". I'm sure you don't think too much before you accept a friend request. What harm could it cause me? is what you'd think.... So, without thinking much, you accept it. And then this random person sends you a dirty message on your inbox or say, posts it on your wall. Your bf/gf happens to login to your account and sees the message... Do you think he/she will consider you innocent, even if you are?? 99% of you would say "No"....

Some time back, almost 6 months ago (maybe more) I had read a true-life incident that had happened in Bangalore. A newly married lady on her marriage night receives a text message on her phone saying "I enjoyed having *** with you" from a random number. The groom happened to read it and he filed for a divorce the very next day even after the lady begged her innocence. 

When the number from where the message sent was traced by the Police, it came to light that the guy who sent the message was a Psycho who kept forwarding such messages to random numbers... and the poor lady had to pay the price....

My take on this is- when you are in love, you don't need to share your passwords to prove that you trust each other but rather proved through your actions and the care you have for each other... If you share your passwords it only means that you are insecure and so, there is no point of being in such a relationship....

So honey, please don't ask me for my password and don't give me yours... I trust you and I love you....is what you should be telling each other... :)

Bangalore autowalas - Auto ki saawari..

 

Bangalore autowalas can also be called as Autow-allah's... They literally behave as if they are God... You have to beg them to go to the places you want to go... and they treat you like they are doing a favor and as if you are traveling for free....they will always demand extra fare..etc etc.. every day you have a new "autowala" story to tell....

I guess I'm not the only one who is saying this... 

I can cite lots of instances to prove my point. Only 2 or 3 times out of 10 has been my auto rides been pleasant. I've been in Bangalore for almost 8 years now and things were better those times when I first arrived here. The autowalas were kind, never demanded extra fare and wouldn't refuse to take you to places...

With changing times and Bangalore growing so fast, the attitude of the autowalas have turned out to be arrogant, they demand extra fare to go to places which are not even a kilometer away and the most shocking thing is they refuse to go to certain places. I mean isn't it their job that they have to go to places where a passenger wants to go to and not where they want to go?? I once had to reach M.G Road urgently at a certain time and none of the auto's wanted to go there. Their argument was that they won't get passengers from there. Boss, I'm talking about M.G Road here. If you don't get passengers there, where will you?? I was getting very late and was so frustrated that at last I told to one auto guy "Sir, take me to wherever you are going to, I shall get down at a place which will be nearer to my destination and I would find another auto".........

Not to forget that during rains, these auto drivers will charge you a bomb.... 

And today, I (along with 2 other friends) had yet another encounter with an autowala. We had to take an auto from the Forum Value Mall to Vydehi Hospital Road which would hardly be 2-3kms. We were getting late and there were more than a dozen autos in the auto stand. None of them agreed to move unless we paid them 100rs which was way too much. Going by the meter rate, it wouldn't cost more than 30rs...All of them demanded the same fare. I was impressed by their unity though...Huh..!! My foot...

We then decided to take another auto which was a bit farther from the auto stand and he too demanded the same fare. I got annoyed and shouted at him and he shouted back at me too..My friends had joined the fight by then...Then when the argument looked a little heated up, we fled from the place before it got worse....

I have also seen many autowalas sleeping in their auto the whole day and when asked if they would take us to the places we want, they demand extra fare and wouldn't budge unless you agree to their rates. If you decide not to take the auto, they would be least bothered and return to their sleeping schedule again.... Never looks like driving an auto is earning bread for them...They prefer sleeping over earning...!!!

Words fall short in describing the annoyance and havoc that the Bangalore Autowalas are causing these days....A system should be in place where the auto drivers are not given the choice of whether they should take passengers to places. The passengers should just be able to sit inside and then tell the driver where they want to go and the driver has no option but to agree. I think in Mumbai this rule applies to the taxis that ply around. The drivers should also be punished if they demand excess fare. I know for a fact that this rule exists but is just not followed.

It's time we join hands to make the auto-ride experience in Bangalore a pleasant one...or else, I think next time you have to take an auto, you'd rather say "allah ke naam pe leja baba"... ..!!!

My nail polish heap

Bright and Colorful defines me best... That's what even my nail polish collection screams out loud... I despise dull and nude colors....that's just not me... I love changing my nail color at least once a week, there's no limit to maximum...

I take the pleasure of showing you my latest nail polish collection....I had a even bigger collection but recently threw away some old ones..  Have a look...

Just came across this on Facebook... "I'm just a crayon in the box....I may not be your favorite color but 1 day you're going to need me to finish your masterpiece..."