Is it Good or Bad?

There are many moments in our lives which make us wonder how you should feel; happy, sad, ecstatic, bad, happy, confused?  

It's not as if i didn't notice them before but it comes more on face now that we have lil Bun in our lives.

Some 2-3 months back lil Bun suddenly started loving vacuuming. I don't remember if i already wrote it but he used to be not bothered by vacuum cleaners as a baby, then there came a phase when he started getting scared and at times angry on vacuum clear. We tried to soothe him by showing him it was okay and letting him touch it. We showed him how it works and nothing to be scared of, yeah only to face his addiction towards it. 
Now every evening he bangs doors of store room so that he can have vacuum cleaner. He starts cleaning, and when he is tired he wants us to clean. Now it's a good thing... right? to have a clean house? But wait did i tell you that you are not suppose to switch it off even when he moves on mopping from vacuuming. Also you are not allowed to stop vacuuming while he supervises you. Now repeat this 5 times a day. You got the picture.

This video was taken in his initial days, in the morning, still in his pyjamas,  now he is even better trained. Ohh god i need to make a latest video for memory.

I don't know from where he got this OCD, but now that's our boy ! We were so amazed when we saw him picking up any wrapper or piece of junk from the floor and heading straight to garbage bin. We were so proud. But soon he realized how proud we were so decided to out do himself by throwing away anything on the floor; things simply he didn't want that moment or things he thought suits more in dustbin ! You see?

Then there was one other day, which has nothing to do with Lil Bun (or may be he has) but i was just out of my gym, in my gym cloths and with a bag pack when two young handsome boys approaches me for some marketing. And they start with if i live alone or with my parents? What? Do i look like a, don't know what ! But may be i still look young (my optimism speaking). haha
On the serious note i blame that on difficulty in judging age of people from foreign origine, that makes more sense. 

There are so many such moments that come and go, adding spices in our lives. Now look at lots of my friends, and you (yes you) who read me ... follow my blog, or my recipes, or my paintings but i never come to know about it. Then suddenly one day one of you make my day dropping a line on how much you like what i do. That obviously makes my day. All you secret admirers (if any left there hidden) listening there?

You see.... life is full of those moment, you do not know whether it's good or bad, it's a complement or insult in disguise, to be happy or to be sad. So what do we do? Well, we pick up the brighter side, chose to smile, feel happy and make our day brighter, that's what we do.

Now tell me about your confusingly happy moment and make my day even more brighter, full of smiles ! :-)

Why?

We are surrounded by lots of "Why's ", at times we ignore it, at times we reason it out but then there comes a time when we just give up against why's. 

And then comes a cold death, Slowly and gradually those given up why's take us in grip and strip us down; bombing us with the dilemmas, confusion and head-banging moments.

Ok, i exaggerated. But you do agree that from time to time we do get some "why's" which surprises us and have no answers, right?!

Some time back we visited some of our friends in a  nice small gathering; we played a game where you are suppose to talk good things about your partners, offcourse it was a game and main purpose was to have fun and yet thought provoking it was ! 

It is amazing how granted we take our partners ! And it is amazing how words-bound we feel when we are not prepared for a question and we have to hit it on the spot. 

It made me think if it is really that we do not know or is it because of not being able to make up our mind on what can be shared, at what extend?

I have seen lots of people and even at times have been on a receiving end while sharing some things, sometimes on the name of not to look  like a show-off and at times on the name of not to put your good-will subject to evil-eyes and blessings of jealous souls. 

Do you think there is anything like jinx?

Can that be real, can anyone jinx something good?

Can anyone jinx your happiness?

There are so many things we don't know; we are not sure about and yet when we are not able to reason it out we just let it be and accept it as it is.

You got a beautiful baby; why putting so many pics online, not all are good people you see?

You made a luxury vacation? Why broadcasting on social media, not all are good people you see?

You bought a new house? You got a new high-profile job? Much deserving promotion? Got the latest hi-tech phone? A super sexy luxury car? A wonderful date? Visit to a posh restaurant? Won a lottery? No need to show off, not all are good people you see?

What is definition of good and not good people?

"Good" who feels happy for you and "Not good" who doesn't feel happy for you, is it?

Or just because someone can feel jealous, he is not good? But isn't jealousy a normal feeling, like happiness or sadness ? Is there anyone who never felt jealous of anyone for even once, for even a bit. Difference is some overcome that feeling and can talk their mind through it and some gets over possessed with the feeling and cannot overcome it that easily.

A strained relationship, whether to blame on involved individuals on how they handle it or on people who felt jealous or wished bad things for them seeing them happy together in past?

Isn't up and down part and parcel of life; of any relationship; why do we need reasons to blame it on? Why can't we just accept the fact and move on?

Why do you have to run away from being responsible, are we not strong enough to handle consequences of our own actions that we need reasons to blame it on someone else, something else?

Is it because we live under a social pressure to look perfect all the time?

Was it same if you had a fight with your friend in the school? Did you hide it from all? Then why do you have to hide it when you have a fight with your adult friend or your partner? When we don't judge our kids by the problems with their friends, why are we judged when we have problems with someone? Because we are all grown up and are supposed to handle our emotions in a better way? !

But is it even possible to suppress your emotions on the name of being in control of? Why can't we live in a moment, why can't we be like kids? Why can't we laugh forever on a silliest thing and why do we need reasons to be happy !  

Is it bad to be a kid, or have an innocence of a kid? No, right?

Then we are on the same page.

See, i told you so many Why's? There is no end but it is in our hands to make some why's work in our favour.

Why to wait then, why don't we get together and laugh till our stomach hurts? No reason, right?

So let's leave why's behind, let's just do it.

See you around, yes you. Thanks for being around.

Place I would really want to visit. - Day 8

I would like to, but don't know when will it be possible considering cold, lil Bun, holiday schedule, budget everything combined.

Biggest Regret of my life - Day 5

Only if you turned back your life, what will you change ?

There might be all, there might be none.

If i change back my life, how will i be sure, you will be still in my life?

So basically, i love my life and i do not have any big regrets. Small mistakes ofcourse, but i wouldn't have learnt and grown without them.

When i try hard, there is one thing i can remember though during my teenage years.

That was my board exam year, i wasn't worried about my results. Because i always thought i wanted to be an engineer and i knew i will score enough to be one.

So i hardly studied. When my classmates stayed awake whole night studying, i would happily go and sleep early in my over-confidence.

My dad might have thought he has such a brilliant kids, like all parents think. And looking at my past records he thought i will score enough to become a doctor. I kept saying him that i see the life you lead, odd  hours...any time emergency calls so i am not going to be one. He laughed it out and thought might be me joking. 

Year passed and when my result came, sure enough i scored enough to be an engineer. But i broke my dad's heart. 

Only thing he told me that day was, it was ok if you didn't want to be a doctor...i wouldn't have forced you but i am shocked to see you didn't try harder thinking you might be. (And i feel ashamed accepting, he was right ! ) If you had scored for it, then it would have been your choice that you could get in anything you wanted and then you selected something you always wanted to do. Now it is you have limited choices open. 

And that moment i knew, the mistake i made.

I broke his heart and his trust, someone who trusted me and still does as much as no one in this world ever did or does.

So my biggest regret of my life is i didn't work harder, i didn't try harder.

In the years that followed, i have never forgotten those words. That was the biggest lesson of my life, try and then if you do not wish to go ahead with what is in front of you..... you will always have a choice to make. If you do not try, there will be no cross-roads to select from, no choices to make.

My religion, my faith. - Day 2

Now this is a tricky subject, more because i am confused how religious i am ! 

I do have faith, yes on lots of things actually. And that might have to do more with people than religion.

I really like to follow some of the traditional rituals that i grew up with and the happiness which those traditions and some associate festivities bring. Happy faces around, lots of catching up, dressing up, good food, what more do we need for a perfect day? I love celebrations.

I think there has been strong reasons behind some traditions, and religious believes... but over the time some meanings evaporated and only stubbornness to follow them mindlessly remains. And then nothing stands right, religion and faith are gone. what remains is a herd. A herd of mindless faces. 

One of the things i believe is, it is faith that has kept this society going...faith in mankind, faith in humanity, faith in tomorrow, faith in each other and even faith in own self. 

If you deduct an element of faith from our lives i think this society will collapse... depressed and with no future to look fwd to. Life wouldn't be worth living. Faith stands as a strong base pushing up the optimism, making today and everyday worth living, worth fighting for. 

So yes may be i am religious, for my religion is faith. 

Faith in you and me, and a better tomorrow around us full of strikingly happy faces. 

Come, join me in the celebrations. We don't need reasons, for life is a reason.

Can Dreams be Real ? Part # 3

Life is really expecting the unexpected. And full of Déjà vu moments.

Remember how i wrote about, "Can dreams be real?  Part # 1, Part #2 ".

I came face-to-face with similar dilemma recently.

Last week i had a dream, about a friend that she is expecting. Strangely this is the second time that i dreamed about her, first time was last year when it wasn't true and still i couldn't shrug off strong feeling of a need to talk to her even when we were scheduled to meet in two days, during the weekend. I felt even stranger because i have never dreamed about any of my other friends in a similar fashion. (My friend at work whom i mentioned in "Can dreams be real", she even asked me a few times if i had similar dreams about her as she had for me, and it was sad to deny every time !)

So you see it was unusually unusual situation for me. When i couldn't control my curiosity any longer and didn't see her online, i ended up texting her and when reply didn't come immediately, suddenly i was as sure as one ever could be that it is true. So second text sent "is it true?”

A bit heated reply came on the line of why couples who've turned parents take it up as their sole responsibility to get everyone to join their club.... a few more texts exchanged and left me feeling uneasy, even a bit guilty...more so because i consciously try never to ask anyone such question and more never to interfere in anyone's life. Their lives, their decisions. So i felt a bit of miserable seeing what i just did!

I also felt uncomfortable thinking we were meeting in two days and i hurt us, not a very nice situation when you were looking forward to catch up with good old friend.

Anyway 2 days passed and we stood at their door. I see her and first thing i think is she can totally be pregnant.

I kept mum not to hurt her feelings again. But i can't take my eyes off her; sure her belly looks different from under that top she is wearing, that cannot be just fat and even her breasts look full.

A feeling of embarrassed rushed to my mind that i couldn't stop noticing things. I again felt the urge to tell her but then i looked at mobile in my hand, remembered our last exchange and kept mum.

Now i know very well that how much this dear friend of mine loves drinks, especially when with friends and for the first time i see her opting for a cola while people around her were having Mojitos. We waited her to join us for cheers and she ran to toilet! Even when we shouted areeeee, wait... first come do cheers then go. But she didn't stop.

When she came back and joined us with her drink, i couldn't control any longer and i had to say it - Why are you drinking cola? 

And she went all on how she had a heavy lunch which is giving her troubles and she feels constipated and needs some relief.

I didn't believe it, but was there a point to keep asking same question again and again? You cannot force it on people, right?

So we talked about things in general and waited for our other friends to arrive and join us.

When our other friends arrived and we were standing in balcony talking, i see them. Both of them, couple, making eye contacts and talking in signs. Next moment they were gone, inside. Again what can you do than to ignore? So i decided to ignore. Again.

Next they appeared was with changed cloths. And before the guy finishes we have news to share, i was hugging her congratulating!

I felt funny that i was so confident that i congratulated even without them mentioning and without listening what were the good news while others were still struggling to find out what was it and what was written on their t-shirts!!!

What if i was wrong? 

That will be dying with an embarrassment.

But well, i didn't die. I am still alive.

It was only after almost 5-10 mins that everyone were done hugging everyone congratulating and the news was settled in minds that i noticed what their changed T-shirts read, "Mum to-be" and "Pa to-be" !

Pheeeew!!

Congratulations my dear friends. Wish you a very Happy and Healthy pregnancy ahead and lovely parenthood in time to come.

God Bless.

P.S. I have intentionally kept away the identity/ names of my friends.

As much as we are excited for them, i cannot steal their happy moments to convey the news to the world. And they will as and when they are ready.

Promise to time of my Life.

What if i meet my life, like in real...as a living person whom i can see, touch and talk with. How he or she would be? As charming as me or a total surprise proving me wrong?

Ohh don't get confused, i know life is within me and life is what i am. But since i finished reading "The Time of my Life” by Cecelia Ahern a few days back it has been going on in my mind. What if?!?!

Now when you pick a chick-lit and it gives you this self-interrogation effect, it is something, isn't it?

I always thought that i read chick-lits for some mind-less fun, some head over the heels hopeless romance. But now this one as much as it was fun reading it still gave me enough to ponder upon.

What if "life" was really a person, and what if he/ she (your life*) comes to your door knocking to help you, to show you a direction when you start becoming a hope-less case without knowing about it. I am hooked to think endless (born defect), and now i have one more topic.

* Main character of this book "Lucy" was surprised to see her life was a "male" and i do not know what mine could be, so no taking chances here.

All life wants from us is to be happy, not for others but for ourselves. And many a times we don't even realize it - the impact we have on our lives, funny it sounds i know.

Even when we think we are doing everything right, have a job, have pets, have friends, have family and we are busy all the times and still it can be that we are unfair to life.

One cannot be fair to life without being fair to oneself.

It comes naturally to love and care around us, and at times it goes ignoring a few things you love for the people you love. It doesn't sound or feel too bad, but what if to your life it is unfair.

Let me make it a bit easy for you to get me, the book i am going on about is about Lucy Silchester. She receives an appointment card, an invitation to meet her life. She keeps ignoring it busying herself with work, helping friends, her cat (which she is not suppose to keep), family (she has problems with), car (which keeps giving up on her) and all the surrounding drama. So you got a gist but then comes a stage when she cannot miss this appointment anymore.

When she meets her life, she hates him at the first glance.... (Yes her life is a male, told you) what with badly dressed - soggy, grumpy, bad breathed little man.  She immediately feels the impulse to shut off on him, and tries to ignore him once again. But her life keeps up and decides to give her another chance and makes her see things that she could not. Over the course we see Lucy's life changed a lot throughout the story and that's because of Lucy, and how she treats her life and live it. But at the same time her life remained constant through out the story. He wanted what was best for her, and for her to be happy, not just from the outside what world could see but from within resulting her in overall a good person. 

That made me think, i was lucky enough to live my life the way i want... study whatever i wanted, fell in love and married love of my life who shared with me similar dreams and ambitions. Everything was perfect, we have been lucky to travel to places the way we dreamed, and live a life that we wanted. And now we have a beautiful piece of our hearts, living with us, amazing us everyday in a new way.

Now in all this, if my ambitions take a back-seat momentarily, will that be being unfair to my life?

If i do not have time for things I used to do or love or for my friends at times, will that be being unfair to my life?

If i let go of a few of my hobbies for time being to give more time to people i love, will that be being unfair to my life?

And in my laziness if i let go of my favorite meal so that we can have something we all love, will that be being unfair to my life?

When we do things with our own will, because at the time we think that is a right thing to do and that is the call of time, without anyone pointing us or asking from us, can we be still unfair to our lives?

So there i am, confused.

And one thing that makes me sure is to be grateful and promise to be always fair, to my life.

Dear Life, Thanks you for everything, thank you for choosing me and thank you for being with me.

I won't let you regret to have me to live forever with. I promise to do my best to be fair to you. 

Mumbling me.

There are some days when you just look outside window, see some long lying dried yellow-brown leaves flying in a gust of wind and your mind just goes up, up and up.

You wonder what you are doing with your life, what you really want to do with your life. You sip some warm green tea from your mug and see the rays of sun severing through tree branches.

A dog walking on a street and a person trying to make up to him chained with the dog.

Birds are chirping, playing, flying.

And you sit there with that pen in your hand.

Don't know how long it had been.

You don't need to know.

Mystery Land

Sometimes it is not a topic you want to write about, it is just a strong feeling from within that you want to write, you want to share...no matter what.

And whenever i write, I am not trying to write something amazing or something different, i am just trying to freeze this moment, so that i can re-live it here in my words whenever i wish.

It is annoying when people try to judge you from what you write and sometimes all they do is sneaking trying to keep count of your life, but same time trying not to acknowledge it.

Then one day there comes a remark, ohhh ya THAT, right?  Read on your blog. But you never leave your foot-print or thoughts for me to ponder upon!

They come, they read, they ponder upon it and leave.

And sometimes you hear on your back, Ohh what's so great about her writing!

Anyone can write such things.

I know.

I agree.

I am what i feel.

I am what i write.

I write what i feel.

I might not be an excellent writer but i want to remember how these wonderful moments of my life made me feel. So there.

Anyway on a side note, on this side of planet, it is a nice pleasant day today. Days are getting longer, today was a bright sunny morning, still cold but good day.

We visited one of our friends this weekend, and they have a daughter almost same age as lil Bun. It is really interesting to see how they try to interact. It is also amazing that gender specific behaviors and interests they display from such an early age. A way before they might know difference of  girl and boy.

These babies are so cute, at times behaves like little devils and yet cute!

On person front, I have been going through mixed emotions lately, mainly my hormones i guess.

When i see lil Bun i feel extremely happy, when i put him to bed and bid a good night, i feel my heart crying. I do not know why!

May be 'coz i already miss him!

Or may be i just feel sad that i have to stay away from him for so much of time! But that is life.

So tell me about you, how have you been?

√ / X ?

It has been an internal fight lately... i want to write but what's on my mind, what i want to write about, what i should be writing, what i should be sharing or not sharing remains a question to me.

It is a difficult phase when all you are going through or experiencing are things debatable on sharing front.

Today i was just surfing and started reading a few blogs. Beautifully shared lives and growing up.

And then i wondered why am i not writing enough?

Why did i start writing in the first place? Not for people to read, not for people to judge me, not to brag about things, not for people to know me better, not to make people jealous, not to get popular but solely to create memories and to be able to look back and re-live those words laid down over here.

What if someone says... look at her, she cannot think about anything but her baby!

What if people think i have turned my blog in to a craft blog or a whining blog or mamma blog or a baby blog!

Does it really matter?

If it worried me that much, "consequences of sharing", then i better be penning down thoughts secretly in a personal diary! 

Do i write for people to read or do i write for myself? I got to decide.

Will it be fair to me if i stop writing just because someone wouldn't want to read what i am writing about?

If not to anyone, i should be fair with myself.

When i feel that i want to catch this phase of my life, i want to wrap feelings and emotions i experience for the first time (or second time or again and again) wrap into words and put in safe for me to explore five years, ten years, fifteen years down the line.

I may remember today, i may not remember today... today might be a significant day making a life altering event of my life or it might be just another day which i wont remember after a few years but these feelings i put in words will stay, will live.

I want to share so many things and at the same time dilemma pops in whether it is appropriate to share some things. 

I want to say aloud how you made me feel, i want to share how lucky i am to have you, i want to tell you how my life change because of you. 

I want to shout from the rooftop each and every development on our little bunny front, each new mischief he did and each new milestone he passed but sometimes i am not sure if i should!

With Ashu, it was easy to ask if he was comfortable on what i share but with Lil Bun, i am not sure. I tried asking him, but whatever i ask him all he gave me is an adoring, heart melting smile with twinkles in his eyes! 

Ohh how much i love my little guy.

I don't know what individual he will end up like, he might not like his mum didn't maintain his anonymity. Or may be he will love reading what / how it used to be!

Anyway as you might have already noticed from my previous post that i decided to write, to share. At the same time in my tries to balance things out a bit my little one has become what he is to us "Our Little Bunny" (or lil Bun as i call him some times). 

When he grows up he will create his own identity and totally uptp him what he wants to be!

Can Dreams be real? ( Part # 1)

It was month of September. I had been quite busy with a project at work past few months, doing overtime almost everyday. But it was about to get over as project Go-live date was approaching just in 2 weeks.

In laws had just gone back to India from a 10 weeks visit, it was just last 2 days or so i was not doing over-time and still i felt exhausted and tired. I thought it might be a break-down. My body has reached a point and cannot do anymore, this is what exhaustion is.

I was thinking this, sitting at my desk in the morning and a colleague came to me smiling. Let's call her Suz. She comes and tells me i had you in my dream yesterday.

Aaah, now that was a surprise.

So.... what was it about?

I had a dream that you are pregnant !

huh?

Yes, we were sitting here at my desk, you came there and were sitting in a chair next to me and then told me that you are pregnant. I was so happy, we hugged and i was telling you that i am so happy for you.

hehe that's funny :)

Is it true, are you?

No, i am not.

Ya it is weird that i had such a dream, else before this i never had a dream about you.

hmm ya, strange.

So we laughed a bit and got back to work.

In the evening, i was felling tired and could not take it anymore. So i informed in the office that i am leaving a bit early today.

Suz looked at me from behind her desktop and commented:

May be you are pregnant ! That's a sign. You feel tired when you are.

I laughed and left for home. While driving back home, i kept thinking whether it is possible.

I was late only by 2 days and that was normal considering all the stress at work. Whenever too stressed and exhausted i had been late even a week before. So there was nothing new in that.

But somehow i couldn't shrug the thoughts off.

I kept thinking if it was possible possible, to clear my mind i decided to take home pregnancy test.

I took the home pregnancy test as soon as i reached home and guess what?

It came Negative !!

So may be that was just a dream, and not all dreams are real !!

21st September 2011

Sunrise, Sunset, and Life Forever…

When it's pouring outside and i look at that misty glass, trying to figure out what lies beyond, i often go to that Zen moment, where nothing matters and still everything matters.

I stare at the open space, i stare at the sky and then i stare at the computer screen with my finger automatically clicking to open facebook.

I see an update from one of those happy teenagers with "Friends Forever" and i wonder when did i stopped uploading them, why doesn't it feel relevant anymore, why does it feel funny at times now?

May be as i grew up to know we are still friends and we know it is not because we promised to remain "Friends Forever"!

We have one life and it can be as simple as a line drawn on the black board and still it ends up feeling complicated like a painting by toddler, you think it means something but when asked he will only surprise you with what it is supposed to mean!

You think you are in peace with yourself, with your life but often you think that way is not enough for that to last.

One life... and still why should it take us so long to figure it out, to figure ourselves, and sometimes even that does not happen..

And yes relationships.... that make life so interesting.

They make you feel loved, they make you feel drowned, they make you feel useless, they make you feel hated, they make you feel pampered and they can even make you feel like living forever or may be never!

Why do we loose friends?

Why do we fall in love?

Why do we fight with the ones we love?

Why do people break our hearts?

Why relations which don’t matter makes us cry?

Why do we have to pretend at times?

Why do we feel the need to run away some times?

Why do some plans never see the sunlight?

And why do the unplanned take the flight?

May be that's what the LIFE is all about.

Sometimes i am so clueless, and sometimes i know exactly what i want. Sometimes i am so powerless, and sometimes i just go and get what i want.

Sometimes i can see life from outside, just like i am watching a movie. So detached and still attached.

Sometimes i feel i should just live and not think too much... but then would i be machine and not human?

So then i just walk, walk, walk... let the breeze hit my face, listen to my favorite songs, I can't think of anything, and still it feels good living that moment, setting my heart free, not caring what others may feel when they look at you and I can actually feel my heart beating....

May be it's a part and parcel of being a human to be over analytical, or may be it's just a girl thing. Or may be it's just me thing !

Sometimes i think may be i can just turn to Sweets, chocolates..... And may be that was the right answer to all the questions.

And then i feel what ever be the reason for this spring in the summer.... we should just go with the flow... enjoy the rain, enjoy the few sun rays here & there and look at the beautiful changing sky ... one moment flooded with warm sun rays, next race of clouds and magical dance of colors when sun makes love with the clouds!

Life is beautiful.

And Life is complex.

But Life must go one, and it goes on.

Is killing a solution?

When something on my mind I got to get it out. I am too upset, too shocked to think about anything else right now.

Why do people kill someone really? What do they get by doing so? Is it worth it?

One might have lots of grudges against some one, one might be too angry to feel like killing someone, but aren't all those momentary things, can one really feel satisfaction of taking revenge by killing someone?

I guess those weak moments brings those sudden rush of killing someone or killing own self, but what after that moment is passed?

I just came to know about how a surgeon was stabbed to death in his own residence at the place I grew up. No I don't know him, but do we have to know someone to feel so?

I saw his pics just a few days back when my dad shared a few pics of places they visited during their training stay in other state.

It is more shocking to me as he lived at doctors' quarter where I grew up. We lived there till I was 16, for me that was the safest place on the earth.

Doctors are considered the most reputed people there, then hearing such news surely breaks all the faith we hold. Why would someone do that?

I don't know the intention of such deed, and how it's justified in eyes of one who did it or even that who did it!

But I know killing someone is never a solution for anything. No one deserves to die that way.

I am still in shock. May his soul rest in peace.

News Link :

http://goo.gl/g6le

We,a tiny part of this universe ...

I came through this video and loved it. Hope you will like it too!

I have seen similar to this earlier also, but every time i see something like this, it makes me think / feel, how tiny part we form of the universe... and when we are such a tiny part, there must be somewhere , some form of other life existing, if it could happen on earth, there might be much more favourable planets too for life and as life there could be the whole different definition of life existing, something we have never seen, something we have never imagined, something beyond our thinking.

Whether it will be ever possible to discover the whole of the universe that exists... if it will be then how considering the time it takes to travel to even other galaxy with average human life and then there isn't just one of it to explore.

It's just like there is no end of where you are going and where you want to go. Pretty amazing ! Or shall i say mind boggling.

P.S. Ohh all this just didn't rush to my mind as i watched the video i had first thought like his back in school, attending my science class while learning about universe, galaxies, black holes and what not ! This video just triggered it again to make a post ! :)

Courtsey : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=17jymDn0W6U&feature=player_embedded

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Back home we always called it car !
And at times to be more sophisticated even "four-wheeler" but now after moving to Europe it is called "Auto" …
Of course we would not try calling it back home else in stead of a "four-wheeler" we would be riding in a "Three- wheeler" !!
Yes, our own "auto-rickshaws"we call them "auto’s" with love and in style! ;o) hehe

Picture:
On the left - World-wide Auto;
On the right - Our version of Auto - Indian Auto !

So while we are talking about Auto's, there is something on my mind these days... Let me start from starting ! After moving here when we bought car here, we used to live in an apartment and we had underground parking. But then a few months later we moved to our own house where we have a private parking space in front of our house. Just a few days and we saw there was a big long scratch on side of car... :o(

Our hearts cried of course, but what can we do right? So we just wondered about what can be the reason; did we park in a wrong way? But that is not possible considering that we parked in front of our house in our parking area, then what?

Again a few days passed and one of our neighbors saw that scratch on our car and commented "ohhh, you got a scratch on car too. I have got same on my car and I know who do that, there are some mischievous teenagers, they do that."

And we nodded, may be... whatever... we don’t know!!

A few days back we were driving back home, Ashu has been to client site whole day and then suddenly he tells me "Do you know what? Today I was at client's place. His car, ohh sorry auto, has got the same scratch as on our car. He saw it and commented that most of the French cars have it as there are some people here who just hate anything French especially French cars and does that, and he had same brand of car as we have"

Now this made me wondering... Is this possible? First of all can this be true? And if that is at some level, does that stop people buying those automobiles !?!?

Picture Courtsey : Internet / google

Kids world

Since this weekend I have been thinking about kids a lot....

no no nooooo not about planning one ... come on.... not that soon...

but but but.... about how they change everything when around ... you know what i mean ??? just recall that party you have been lately, a normal get-together to catch up with others, and there were these kids present and how they turned the party and everyone revolving just around them !! remember now? yeah yeah that one ...exactly.

ohh man, can you imagine... we so called grown ups... die for that central attention and still some never get that in life time ( yeah but may be they got when they were kids, but what does that mean now...huh??? ) And this little ones, who cannot pronounce a word correctly, cannot walk without falling down every other minute, do not know what they are talking about, they walk in and just like that they become the celebrity guest and take the central stage before you know and steals whole show just like that.

They don't even have to try or do anything.... it happens just like that ..!!

Man... they simply rule ... They make you talk what they want you to, They make you play what they want you to, They can insult you and still you smile and say oooou such a cutie pie, naughty baby... and Whatever they do you just love them ;)

Imagine what will it be to live where it is same for even us...we can speak anything, no matter what we speak it will only bring laughter, no one will feel humiliated by us. Whatever we do it will only make us look more sweet, cute and smart ;)

Ohh God, please make us all kids again !!

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