tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20164427715365735662024-02-21T01:45:12.920-08:00Just another blog....because we all have something to sayMrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-87459708095871748532013-01-04T04:54:00.000-08:002013-01-04T04:55:02.696-08:00This is it!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
With the world not ending, I've decided I'm going to work towards one of my passions - writing! I've endlessly been blaming circumstances, using lack of time as an excuse. But even I've realized now, that it won't work. I've gotta do what I've gotta do. So here I am making a resolute resolution that I'll be doing more writing in 2013. Short stories, random lines, poems, long paragraphs...everything! So if you're my follower, or if you stumble upon this blog by chance, you can take it as a fair warning...that I'll have a lot to say...on a regular basis.<br />
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Even my friends at work are helping me do this - with writing prompts on a regular basis. :D Feels like school again..yippeeee!<br />
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Cheers to the New Year, Cheers to writing more in the New Year! </div>
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Here's to WORDS! </div>
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Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-48574476242221132182012-10-16T09:20:00.002-07:002012-10-16T09:21:09.287-07:00Balancing Act<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's been crazy long since I wrote. No excuses! I've just been tied up in more ways than one.<br />
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I feel like I have a whole lot of responsibilities now..running a house, cooking, laundry..the works. It's crazy. And between all that I have a day job, try to read (failing miserably!), contemplating a fitness program.<br />
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So how does one do it? I don't get it! It's not like I don't have the time. But it's this feeling that if I do C, I'll have lesser time to do A and B (which have fallen into a routine now).<br />
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I'd love to hear from people who're experts at this!<br />
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Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-24983757173511112242012-07-30T02:48:00.001-07:002012-07-30T02:48:22.306-07:005<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Fifth was a quiet one at home. VJ was not well - a viral, stomach infection, dehydration..all together. So it was quiet. The in-laws were around, so it was a big help taking care of VJ.<br />
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Though number was quiet..our first engagement anniversary was fun! :D I don't have a picture of that day..but it was a great one! :)</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-90670894490659916552012-06-21T01:54:00.001-07:002012-06-21T01:54:17.116-07:004<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
On our 4th, I was in Sri Lanka with my team on an offsite. So, I guess the fourth was our first time away from each other on the seventeenth. Hehe..I love all the numbers in that sentence.<br />
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Anyway, our fourth was good on an individual level - I had a fun time in Sri Lanka. It's a beautiful place and I'm definitely going back with V soon! :)<br />
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It's been a while since Month 3 of the wedding - May 17.<br />
3 was great! We just got back from Pradeep and Nisha's wedding in Cochin. We had a blast, the wedding was beautiful and all round we were a happy bunch of people!<br />
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Marriage of peers, friends, seems to be hounding my life. There are engaged people or married people everywhere. And of course, the on-off baby carrying one too!<br />
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Hoping this 3 brings many such happy moments, good fortune and loads of luck!! :)<br />
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P.S - Cheers to our first couple picture posted publicly!</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-39731247356477197022012-04-22T10:28:00.001-07:002012-04-22T10:28:22.956-07:00The Recent Blessing<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">This post is long due. Because the last two months have been pure marital bliss for more reasons that one.<br />
With Marriage comes a lot of reluctance to let go of your life before, and the people associated with it. But when you have no reluctance to deal with, it's absolutely brilliant.<br />
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I'd say marriage is a blessing for me. Not because V can cook, and how!! (He insists he cooks during weekends, all meals..and forces me to rest!)<br />
V does everything he can to make me happy and keep me that way. He puts up with my craziness, times when I go absolutely quiet, my over-the-top happy times, and just the general me. I've always thought myself to be very low maintenance, but intrinsically, I don't think so. And V somehow manages to keep up with all of my insanity.<br />
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He's super observant and catches every mood change. He somehow knows what you're thinking, and just steals the words from your head/mouth before you say it. Sigh -- its true when they say you do find the right person eventually. I hope he understands that in all my craziness, I would do anything under the sun for him because our relationship is the 'truly, madly, deeply' kinds. The kinda ones 'forever' is made of. Because I feel this incessant need to impress him, do nice things for him, cook for him, do everything in my power to take all the badness away from our world. (Yeah, I know you're thinking love-sick puppy, etc. :P but it does get to you...remember that Enrique song - you can run you can hide but you can't escape my love. Something like that!)<br />
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Anyhoo..for all those single people out there..who're weary of taking the big leap of faith, I say, TAKE IT AND GO!! It's worth all the weariness, apprehension, tension, stress, nervousness, etc..The goodness comes to you in the smallest, most trivial ways possible -- but more importantly, in the most meaningful way ever!<br />
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Go on! Ready, steady "Leap!"</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-63332351354055106232012-04-17T03:28:00.000-07:002012-04-17T03:28:08.212-07:002<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Two months of being married today. The month that was:<br />
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2. Finding a house.<br />
2. Buying Furniture<br />
2. Setting up the house<br />
2. Making it a home<br />
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It was less hectic as compared to the first, but we were out on our own this time, doing couply things, living a domesticated life. What fun!! :)<br />
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One month went by real fast. The wedding, the several receptions after, Goa!, and back to work...this is what the first month was packed with! But it was brilliant! :)</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-21917459504804324232012-03-15T23:41:00.000-07:002012-03-15T23:41:16.580-07:00Hitched!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVgiQkrKyG6eFtwMCyhWlrSs8xRYeJ2ikAueo33gufnEZaDD-bKyqGxNAQgZDfuAlxUWOmvJhemw_7B9gB6SD0QjOODhVKWZ9riP-k4LzWg6B7YX0k46S27DO25QkUnk_0nCpd5kbF-LbT/s1600/hold.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVgiQkrKyG6eFtwMCyhWlrSs8xRYeJ2ikAueo33gufnEZaDD-bKyqGxNAQgZDfuAlxUWOmvJhemw_7B9gB6SD0QjOODhVKWZ9riP-k4LzWg6B7YX0k46S27DO25QkUnk_0nCpd5kbF-LbT/s320/hold.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
And it's done! I'm married! After all the craziness of finding a groom, planning the engagement, the lead up to the wedding, blah blah blah...we're hitched!<br />
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I'll find the time soon to post an elaborate list of events that highlighted the wedding in my eyes! (And I was super alert and observant! I wasn't tired, sleepy, all zoned out at all! I swear!) Just to warn you now itself, it was te longest wedding ever!!!<br />
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-- Anyhoo, life throws you surprises..good ones. They're even better when you don't know how they'll be when they come at you. The goodness grows on you and becomes greater every day. And in that lies all the happiness. :)</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-86846537508146807032012-01-27T08:26:00.000-08:002012-01-29T21:30:57.002-08:00For the First Time<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Finally V and I were going to spend an entire day together! He flew down all the way from Mumbai to meet me. I always feel like the insensitive female dog who doesn't emote, doesn't feel, doesn't express. Clearly he's the more romantic one. I beg to differ on an intrinsic level but I maintain the insensitive, detached, tough girl image on the outside.<br />
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</div><div>Anyway, we had a wonderful day out! We watched a movie, coffee, shots and then dinner! It was perfect! And then of course the goodbye! Goodbyes are never good and not this time either. But it was too great a day to think about the negatives, the sad things, etc. This day was about our first date in six months. Our first movie together. Our first entire day out together. Out first tight hug. Our first round of endless conversations. Our first vodka shot together.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Sigh - marriage may not be that bad at all. And love, definitely not bad at all. You can run, you can hide, but you can't escape love. It'll find you. Somewhere. Somehow. And how can you be so sure of it? How am I so sure?</div><div><br />
</div><div>A kiss on the forehead from a man other than your Dad...forever love my friends! #Enoughsaid!</div></div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-85331993410348436952012-01-08T07:13:00.000-08:002012-01-09T01:16:28.245-08:00Of Roads, Detours, Dams and Friends: Road Trip #1 - 2012<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I was in Delhi for Xmas-New Year when Navneeth gave me a call saying we had to do something together - the Euro Trip Travel Companions! I was thrilled. The trip to France and Italy in 2011 was the single-most wonderful experience ever! And to do it again with my favorite people - I was super kicked!<br />
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So we did go - Nagarjuna Sagar Dam, around 180 kms from Hyderabad. This trip was memorable on many counts - Mustang's first road trip, the holy trinity's second trip together, a lot of deep thinking, contemplation and discussion about life matters.<br />
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We started in the morning, the drive was beautiful! Endless highway road, brilliant music that Nav made sure we have in place the previous night. Ash and I put our shades on..this was going to be one helluva road trip. We let the music take over, speed was second nature, the surroundings were beautiful - everyone was at bliss. Note about the music: it was 'International Love' that ruled the weekend! Yayy!<br />
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At one point, we were mislead and took a detour of around 60kms - we didn't mind, but the roads were terrible, pothole after pothole! Anyway, we reached Nagarjuna Sagar and crashed for a couple of hours after lunch. We slept like babies. We then had our evening Chai with Onion Pakodas and French Fries. It was absolute bliss. We started talking life matters during this time..was the best time ever: Chai, Friends, and our life ahead of us.<br />
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Epipottala Falls was beautiful. It was well lit up and the sound of water gushing down rocks was brilliant. The three of us just sat there, absorbing what was around us. This is another place when we continued to talk about life, things ahead of us, the past, etc. All in all, super fun. Funny thing was this place was infested with monkeys, much like Matheran, where we once went on a team trip. I have this weird connection with monkeys. But that story I'll save for later. :)<br />
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We got back to our room after dinner. We pretty much let the evening take over as we drank, told stories, made fun of each other, imagined what life would be in a couple of months, years,. We made some confessions, revealed some secrets, understood more about what we think about each other, and generally had a fun time being with each other.<br />
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What topped the end of the trip was Navneeth acquiring his first pair of Aviators! (Yayy Navneeth!) Girls, you're about to see the coolest, snazziest, most awesome looking fella walking your way tomorrow. (Note to Navneeth: Do Not notice these girls..remember 'your' International Love!)<br />
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So it was an awesome Road Trip! My favorite people, in the comfort of Mustang Maharaj, great music, great food, wonderful talk time, picturesque water bodies - this trip was much needed, and time well spent!<br />
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As we ended the trip, we promised that we'd make this an annual affair, without breaking tradition. Every January, we do a trip somewhere, anywhere together. Just the three of us. The three musketeers, the holy trinity - L, D, L! ;)<br />
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Champs Elysees!<br />
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P.S - Bindu, we missed you loads and talked about you so much! You crazy person!! :)</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-30386651244556994732012-01-04T09:59:00.000-08:002012-01-04T09:59:14.066-08:00Hakuna MaTattoo!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">So, I've decided!! This is what my tattoo is going to look like when I get it!<br />
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AI: Get the Tattoo!! Pronto!</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-46448109737698933032012-01-04T09:37:00.000-08:002012-01-04T09:37:38.200-08:00In the Zone<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Ever felt completely blah for some reason? Where your mind is thinking random things, that you really can't understand why you're thinking them? And you end up looking like a zoned out maniac during this time. On the one hand, you know there's no reason behind feeling the way you're feeling. And on the other, you're deep in random thought (random thought that sometimes brings the depressing side in you). Anyway, while I'm feeling this way - sitting at work, whiling away time. I really don't have work, but I'm sitting here because I don't want to go to home..and I don't know why. I keep thinking unnecessary thoughts, some negative, some positive, some so neutral, they shouldn't be on my mind.<br />
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Anyhoo..random shit on a random day. I can't do much about it. Only consolation is that the day is almost over. And when the clock strikes twelve, this too shall pass.<br />
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So the next time you're thinking, "I should write this down later." Hit yourself and write it down then! Not later, cos you won't remember! And you're not growing any younger!<br />
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Kthanx!<br />
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P.S. - Note to SELF.</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-30170116879539327862011-12-27T07:51:00.000-08:002011-12-27T07:51:17.873-08:00Our Disconnected World<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://tweeterism.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/cartoon20090409.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="251" src="http://tweeterism.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/04/cartoon20090409.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
Seriously! I actually know of couples that talk to each other on various social networking sites. And they even 'like,' 'comment' on, +1, etc., their spouse's messages to them. Like seriously people!! Just talk to each other, will you!<br />
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</div><div>For starters, VJ was going to the Arabian Desert (read: Riyadh) on a project for about three months. Then, it became four months, then five, Sigh! (As I write this, he tells me he'll be back a week later than expected, which makes it Jan.)</div><div><br />
</div><div>So yes, I'm experiencing the honeymoon period - with my phone!</div><div><br />
</div><div>But all said and done, it is kinda nice, this so-called honeymoon period. The Boy and I talk almost everyday..gives us a chance to know each other better, know our strengths, weaknesses, etc. And all this over the phone. While I'm all comfortable talking to him about anything under the sun over the phone, I wonder how it'd be when I'm around him, face to face. Wonder how we'd be around each other. Would it be awkward? Weird? Sigh - so much for a honeymoon period! </div><div>&%*$#@!<br />
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And just when the chilly morning was becoming pleasant, another dear friend pinged me with a link to her blog (the viewable one ;)). It just brought a smile to my face even before I opened the link. I knew she's an exceptional writer and a great story-teller. I knew whatever she wrote would be great! And then I read her list of highlights of 2011..made me smile, made me feel sad, made me laugh, made me reminisce. I said a silent prayer for 2012 to be great, on all counts - to make the good, better. To make the bad, good. And to make the ugly, beautiful! Champs Elysees! :D<br />
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There are some things in life that happen for a reason. You don't see them coming, you don't really know if you want them to happen. But they do. And when they do, you feel good about it.<br />
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And these unexpected happenings come as a surprise and make you realize that it's the little things that make us happy. Not the big bucks, fancy cars, fine dining. The little, tiny things - the personal smile, a warm hug, a letter from a friend, a note left on your mirror, finding something you were looking for but couldn't find, and then finding it much later when you're not looking.<br />
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My Serendipity moment this week was when I realized I'm heading the right way, with the right person. Had a long chat with the Fiance. With all the nervous energy, it was comforting to feel comforted. And that I wanted to feel that way forever, made me feel lucky.<br />
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On that mushy note, here's the song that I've been listening to on repeat the last couple of days. (Courtesy: AshPash for getting me hooked to this song again)<br />
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A move in teams at work meant a move to this place from Dilli, my home. Hyderabad is a nice place, always liked it. Now, I'm about a month old in the city..and it still feels like I'm on a business trip. I miss home terribly, Gran, my sis, (Ma and Pa too as always). I miss home food, thayir saadam, filter coffee..and everything else that is home. When I wished I'd have the boarding school kinda life (cos I never did), I never knew the emo bit would come with it. I thought I was never one to get all 'I miss home, home food, people at home...etc.' But anyhoo, I'm in Hyd now. And while I write this, I'm simultaneously planning my trip back home to Delhi in a couple of weeks. But we'll let that be for now.<br />
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For me, Hyderabad means FUN! It means friends becoming family, late night movies, fancy and not-so-fancy dinners, impromptu crazy plans, night-outs, drunken nights, hungover days, loads of friends, food and fun! It's just what I need before I take the plunge. Before I misguide you into thinking I'm scared that my life will completely change after marriage..hold on. I just think its 'fair' that I get to do whatever I want, whenever I want, before I take the plunge into getting 'responsible,' 'accountable,' and 'answerable.'<br />
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Like right now..as I was typing 'answerable,' we all decided to go out for dinner. See? This is what I'm talking about!! Never a dull moment in Hyd!<br />
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Peace out!<br />
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There's my perpetual state of "fear of the unknown" that comes along with the matrimonial blah. There's a lot that needs to be done and I haven't even got started yet..but I'm not the only one with the happening life!<br />
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There's nice people at work leaving. And when you ask them where, they say: Somewhere. Anywhere. Everywhere. For now - I don't care!<br />
There's marital secrets - who goes and gets married without telling anyone?! :O<br />
There's people on crazy diets - but they're happy and I see effects of the diet ;) (Must.Draw.Inspiration)<br />
There's people going back home for a week or is it Fi days? (I wish I was them!!)<br />
There's people getting awards for great performance and contribution at work! Woohoo! (I believe in the hope of/from the East)<br />
There's people figuring relationships out and having a rough time. (Downplaying the 'rough time' for sanity sake)<br />
There's people sending Thanksgiving gifts from across the seas. (Thank God for small miracles!)<br />
There's people who've come back to work today after an exxxxxtended weekend. (Good times ahead!)<br />
There's people rehearsing dance to put up the best show ever in two weeks. (Hopefully, no forgetting steps this time)<br />
There's people going to Las Vegas and living the dream. (And vowing to DRINK!)<br />
There's people who have 30+ days of vacation, and they want to take it all now! (Pinky swear!)<br />
There's people who bring back memories..fun memories, and force you to believe that nothing has changed. (Mad Dog Rules!)<br />
There's people who make plans every night, multiple plans; pre-dinner, post-dinner, in-between-dinner ;) (I want to be in their brain for one day!)<br />
There's people who're looking for a better job and I know they'll find one. They don't think so. (Keep the faith)<br />
There's people getting bored and restless, living away from family. (I know what they feel like)<br />
There's people who're neck deep in wedding preps (while I'm comfortably numb).<br />
There's people looking to get their daughters married...and with that comes a lot of push-back, frustration and irritation..not to mention FEAR! (Been there, done that...still kinda there)<br />
There's people who relentlessly keep in touch, and make you look bad just because you're not relentless. (I was once, so I hope to change it at some point)<br />
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Anyhoo...what I'm trying to say is there's a lot of people dodging the big fat balls life throws at them. They dodge, they catch, they throw back at times. It's not about how far you throw, how well you catch, how well you dodge. In the end - you dodge, catch, throw back. That's it. Nothing else matters.<br />
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So while I'm walking a verrrry tight rope with faith in my hands, I'd think what Aamir Khan said: ALL IS WELL.. or All 'will be' well. Sooner. Or later.<br />
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</div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-38071103177657840882011-08-21T09:03:00.000-07:002011-08-21T09:03:37.010-07:00Secret Diaries Part 4 - Bands of Engagement<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Where were we last time? Oh yes, I said Yes and so did he. And then things just went haywire at home.<br />
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</div><div>"Nischayadhartham eppo vechikalam?" My Gran asked is hurriedness I've never seen before. She wanted to know when to have the engagement. Looking at the way she was functioning, one would think there was no tomorrow and everything would end that day. Ma and Paati (Grandmom in Tamil) were so occupied the whole day taking, making and contemplating phone calls. Everyone needed to be informed, arrangements had to be made, etc..basically my sister and I were given the royalest of royal ignoring! I mean they all talked about us, in front of us, but not to us! Annoying!</div><div><br />
</div><div>Anyway, after much back and forth, I came to hear the Engagement was set for July 14. Talk about a whirlwind engagement...it had been barely 48 hours since VJ and I had met and things were moving sooo fast! I decided not to thin about it too much and freak out about it. Thing was the parents wanted to seal the deal now that we agreed to go further. And VJ was going to be in the Middle East for a good 3-4 months from the end of the month. So..basically, the Parentals didn't want any room for delay.<br />
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Both VJ and I would've liked the engagement to be much later, but what were we to say..what say do we kids have anyway in a larger than life thing called wedding planning!<br />
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D-day was not too far. Before I knew it the 14th on July came. It didn't hit me until the morning of the 14th, on the way to VJ's place where the function was happening. Once I entered the house, everything became a haze...and pretty much remained a haze until everything was over. The families got a chance to meet, so that was great. Comfort factor was that VJ's family was much like mine...so there was a strange sense of familiarity. Anyway, the function went on really well..with every moment being captured on camera by a photographer. The whole function was over in about two hours, we had our breakfast that we all call tiffin, and headed back home. VJ and I were to spend a day together, we decided that would be the following day, because we were both beat!<br />
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We all headed back home, had lunch, and everyone parted ways. Paati, My Uncle and Aunt headed back to Delhi, while my Aunt and cousin headed to Chennai. And what did I do? I slept like there was no tomorrow, like I was dead, like a log! I slept so peacefully, that when I was up in the evening all well-rested, it struck me! I was engaged to be married soon! OMG! OMFG! But then it was not a 'Oh God! I'm screwed!' kinda realization. It was a pretty happy realization.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
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I'm really looking forward to living alone in a new city, with friends. Learning how to cook, how to maintain a house, how to live alone and the works. But I'm super sad about leaving my Gran and Sister behind, I'll miss home-food, Gran's piping hot filter coffee...and a lot more.<br />
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And I couldn't possibly pack up in four days! So I'll be back after training for a couple of days, pack my stuff and head off for good. Now THAT is going to be tough. Right now..I'll leave with the sense that I'll be back soon enough. </div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2016442771536573566.post-38675884596637990892011-08-08T01:29:00.000-07:002011-08-22T04:17:33.458-07:00Guess who's back at the Gaon!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">When Tina left Gurgaon for Hyderabad, we were all broken. Not only cos she was a good friend, teammate and an integral part of the team...she was one of the most entertaining people I'd known! C'mon, we wouldn't name her Suppandi for nothing right?!<br />
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</div><div>She was one fo those people who'd crack the funniest jokes by sheer curiosity. Imagine this...we'd all be talking about something, and 5 minutes later, we would've shifted to another topic..but Tina would still be at the previous topic and would continue to participate in the conversation as if we were all the previous topic...only to realize minutes later that we were talking about different things. It's happened so many times.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Say for instance, Vineet asked Tina something to the effect of "How's Hyderabad and how're you doing?" And Tina replies, "Susan is dancing..." Ankita, Vineet and I are totally stumped as Tina looks at us like WE'RE crazy and says with a smile.."yeah...Susan is dancing no?!" That's Tina for you!! :D</div><div><br />
</div><div>So you can imagine how happy we are that she's in Gurgaon for a couple of days. I planned to WFH tomorrow, but seems like I'll make it to work...I wouldn't want to miss on unadulterated, innocent entertainment! :)</div><div><br />
</div><div>Go Tinayyy!!! :D<br />
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</div><div>For a complex race such as ours, we're quite menial when it comes to the happiness quotient. And in this complex race, if you're a woman - menial just gets even more menial. Check this:</div><div><br />
</div><div>Get up to an overcast-cool breeze blowing-day, I'm happy! I smile, I'm greeting everyone, I'm just thinking happy thoughts.</div><div>A girl buys a new pair of shoes, she's happy! She walks around with a confident strut and an even more confident smile.<br />
Get to eat your favorite flavored ice-cream? Are you wearing the perfume you love today? Did you wake up to wonderfully brewed coffee and an even more wonderful breakfast?<br />
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....OK..I see that this is leading to a "only food makes you happy" post! :P Maybe it does..but I did mention shoes right? Yep..food and shoes! :)<br />
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Those are the little things that bring a 'yayyy' to my heart! :)</div></div>Mrinalinihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124790412387595678noreply@blogger.com1