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Online Yog Shibir

I’m usually very proud of my Mom.

And my pride multiplies significantly when she stands up for herself and voices her priorities. (Also when she watches TV shows like Roadies!)

However, I was not very sure how to react the other day when I saw her flicking the channels and coming to a halt on Aastha (that’s a TV channel, in case you don’t know).

The reason was... There was a session going on featuring Yog Rishi Ramdev Baba, India’s self-proclaimed Lord of the masses, the messiah of good health and the prophet of smart living.

No offence, but hey, this guy looks weird. His scrawny physique is by no means aesthetic, and his ample beard and hair sure make looking at him a highly unpleasant experience. If regular exercise and meditation can make you look this way... Then thanks, but no thanks.

So, this dude was explaining how one should live on a daily basis in order to be healthy. And mum, being the health freak that she is, could not resist this ready-on-a-platter info that the Babaji was br…

Kismat Ka Khel


Another occasion when I’m gona ask you to put your hands together and hail the victor!

And the hero is none other than Nauman Sait – the winner of Roadies 6.0 (just as I’d predicted). Yippeeeee!!I’m SO SO SOOOOO glad that Palak did not win.

The grand finale (which had 2 parts) had Raghu bring back Natasha and Sufi in the contest with Palak and Naumi, while the ex-Roadies chose Kiri as the most deserving chap amongst them to get a final chance to win the title. The 3 battled in a diabolic task - walking on a single, wobbly plank in the dark with flashlights dancing in their eyes – and while Sufi failed to complete the activity (poor guy), Kiri outdid Natasha, and became the final contender with Palak and Naomi.

I missed the last episode. (Sunday evenings are a bad time to show any good stuff on TV!! Please take note, folks!) But I manged to catch the repeat telecast last evening on MTV. There was a penultimate rappelling task, where Kiri was brainwashed by Raghu and Rannvijay to comp…

When Insults Had Class

After the quotes I shared on Saturday, I just HAD to share this one... It's about remarks people have made about others... And how insults can be subtle yet effective!! Take a hint ;-)

He has all the virtues I dislike and none of the vices I admire - Winston Churchill

I have never killed a man, but I have read many obituaries with great pleasure - Clarence Darrow

He has never been known to use a word that might send a reader to the dictionary - William Faulkner (about Ernest Hemingway)

I didn't attend the funeral, but I sent a nice letter saying I approved of it - Mark Twain

He has no enemies, but is intensely disliked by his friends - Oscar Wilde

I am enclosing two tickets to the first night of my new play; bring a friend. If you have one - George Bernard Shaw to Winston Churchill

... followed by Churchill's response:
Cannot possibly attend first night, will attend second, if there is one - Winston Churchill

I feel so miserable without you; it's almost like having you here - S…

Quotable Quotes

Hey leddies and jentss ;-)

I was talking to myself the other day about how there are people from all over the world taking a peek at my blog, except for those from Australia and South America. And wonder of wonders, now my Feedjit tells me that internetters from there have visited my page, too! Cheerio!!

(That effectively leaves the northern part of North America and South America, Antarctica, South Africa, and quite a bit of Europe. Come one, come all!! This is the place to be, fellas!!)

Now that the business development bit is over (!!) leme start with the topic of the day... It's short and it's sweet... So lay abck and relax!!

Remember I told you I went to Landmark the other day... But I didn’t tell you about the witty quotes and funny facts that they have on the Landmark carry bags. They’re pretty and they blue or green, and they make for a good 2 minute read!!

Here’s a few... Enjoy!

The bones of a pigeon weigh less than its feathers.
He who lends a book is an idiot. He who retur…

One + One = Eleven (??)

The wedding season is here again!

(Congrats Neeta, Vishweta, Abhijeet, Sayali, Rujuta, Gaurangi, Amruta, Rahul and all you others whose names I’ve not mentioned here for space/privacy reasons. Wish you all happy wedded lives!)

As you can read above, a lot of my batch mates – both from school and college, are tying the knot – amongst themselves, or with “sundar, shahani, layak pora and pori” (=smart, pretty and eligible young men and women) searched by their families from around the globe.

Conversations with friends (or even other folks) sooner or later land up on the topic of bachelorhood and impending matrimony. I’m wondering if this is creating any kind of stress among those that are yet single or in the market out-for-grabs. The pressure is not just on marriageable “kids” but also their parents, who are busy searching for potential brides and grooms as a primary task.

I have been ruminating on the concept of “peer pressure” over the last few weeks. How the same peer pressure that acts …

Hafta Vasool

Hey fellas...

Sometimes I wonder whether you all are really interested in reading all that I rant about... or whether you just land up here and go through the posts on my updates coz you have nothing else to do...

Whatever the reason, that’s not gona stop me from telling you all that I’ve been up to!! ;-)

The latest is I’ve visited this awesome place called Toons - Café Down Under, which like the name suggests is “under” Wonderland (I’m not talking about some fictitious Alice in Wonderland locale; there’s this complex called Wonderland in Pune Camp, and if you haven’t heard about it despite being in the city, then you know how bad your local guides were).

So, well, I’ve heard about this place numerous times before; but never went there for two reasons. One, the folks I spend my time with prefer to go someplace else, and two, the café belongs to my dad’s friend, so I didn’t quite know how safe it was for me to hang out there. I finally set food inside... and came out high and joyful...


Interesting Facts

Hey buddies!

Check out these very fascinating facts...
You may have heard/read/observed them earlier... But nevertheless, enjoy!!!

1. If you are right handed, you will tend to chew your food on your right side. If you are left handed, you will tend to chew your food on your left side.
2. If you stop getting thirsty, you need to drink more water. For when a human body is dehydrated, its thirst mechanism shuts off.
3. Chewing gum while peeling onions will keep you from crying.
4. Your tongue is germ free only if it is pink. If it is white there is a thin film of bacteria on it.
5. The Mercedes-Benz motto is 'Das Beste oder Nichts' meaning 'the best or nothing'.
6. The pupil of the eye expands as much as 45 percent when a person looks at something pleasing. (I've shared a joke with you on this note!)
7. The average person who stops smoking requires one hour less sleep a night.
8. Six-year-olds laugh an average of 300 times a day. Adults only laugh 15 to 100 times a day.
9. The r…

Wake Me Up When September Ends!

Thanks to the power cut, I don’t need to use my alarm clock.

As much as I enjoy sleeping like a log, it’s terribly aggravating when you have to wake up sweating coz the fan’s stopped working.

(Oops, just remembered what we used to say at inlingua... Pigs SWEAT, humans PERSPIRE.)

The heat has increased multifold, not just coz of the sun, but also coz of the approaching IPL. Bouncing youngsters have started betting on who will win or lose in the league. I hear Chennai is the top favorite, but I personally know nothing about the teams, except that SRK’s gang is called the Knight Riders (Kolkata) and liquor baron Vijay Mallya has a squad, too. I could probably search a wee bit if you guys wish to know... Happy to help! ;-) Hehe...

(I'm good enough to be Vodafone's brand ambassador, right? Just like Sallu-bhai gushed "dobara mat poochna" to mediapersons in his Chlormint ad.)

News at my end is that I’ve had my first ever pedicure this week. It’s a stupid process if you ask me, …

Dooba Dooba Rehta Hoon

Dooba Dooba Rehta Aankhon Mein Teri, Deewana Ban Gaya Hoon Main Chahat Mein Teri...

Ahem, hey guys!

Talking about sinking, leme tell you that I'm crazy about beaches, but I haven’t visited a water park in goodness knows how many years.

You’re wrong if you’re guessing that I’m hydro-phobic or ride-o-phobic; I’m neither. I enjoy splashing around in the water and sliding over thrilling pipes and tubes. What turns me off is the fact that there are n number of people thrashing about in the same water, doing all kinds of weird stunts and actions. Being the cleanliness freak that I am, I recoil from such prospects and plans.

(You may recall that I avoided playing Holi for analogous, if not identical reasons.)

However, this weekend I did not have much of a choice as my cousins spent the weekend with us (or rather we stayed with them in their rental apartment). It was decided that we’d go to Sentosa on the Mumbai–Pune highway (on the way to Hinjewadi) for a fun, activity-filled day.

For beginner…

I'm Thankful...

Check out this beautiful email (that you must have been forwarded at some point of time or another) which tells you exactly how wonderful all the seemingly terrible things in life are!!

Keep up the optimism :-)


Bcoz she is home with me, And not out with someone else.

Bcoz he is home with me, And not out at the bars.

Bcoz it means she is at home, Not on the streets.

Bcoz it means I'm employed.

Bcoz it means I've been surrounded by friends.

Bcoz it means I've enough to eat.

Bcoz it means I have a home.

Bcoz it means we have freedom of speech.


Yaari Dosti

What’s in your head... In your head...
Zombie, zombie, zombie...

(I’m smitten with the song Zombie by The Cranberries. Just like I was with Green Day a couple of months ago.)

Another song I’ve been gun-gunao-ing is this one...

Chhod de saari duniya kisi ke liye, ye munasib nahi aadmi ke liye,
Pyar se bhi zaroori kai kaam hai, Pyar sab kuch nahi zindagi ke liye...

The reason? Nothing... Just...

Met another long-lost friend the other day. Catching up on the past 12 years was a gigantic task, but it was simplified by the quick rapport we established. (Establish rapport – LOL. Reminds me of my Psycho experiments in coll!!)

(A certain someone has also brought to my notice that I’m using LOL a tad too often these days. Can’t help it. I find so many situations nowadays where I end up Laughing Out Loud... Touch wood!)

The friend I met had left our school after the 4th standard, and we were reunited by his girlfriend who needed my help in her educational research. (Incidentally this girl was my immedi…

Jab We Met

“There will be no white flag above my door, I’m in love, and always will be...”

She loved Dido’s White Flag.
Sucha poignant track.

She loved going on long drives, too.
Not driving, but being driven across the countryside.
The windows could be rolled up or down, but the music had to be soothing.
Listening to songs and singing along, watching the road as it meandered, thinking about nothing and yet lost in dreamy notions – calm, serene and at peace... Aah! This was life!

The car turned around the corner.
She saw a footwear stall on the road. Dainty chappals and Spartan Oshos, embellished sandals and austere flip-flops. Young buyers and sellers haggling over prices of the products in all colors and sizes.

A bike blocked her view.
She raised her face to look at the rider.
She couldn’t see his face, he was wearing a helmet.
Her eyes returned to the road.

He turned to look at her, and she looked back at the same instant.
Their eyes met. Those eyes!!

She knew those eyes.
Watery and soft.
Eyes that spoke a mi…

Feeling Hot, Hot, Hot...

Namaste readers!

The heat is increasing by the minute, and I’m hating the clammy and restless feeling it spawns. The mercury touched 40 this weekend in Pune; no wonder sweat and distress levels are rising! I’m downing glasses of cold kairi-panaa and chilled fluids to keep the heat at bay, but nonetheless, this weather is getting on my nerves... Besides, as I’ve already told you, my workspace is the sun’s favorite hangout, and as there are no curtains or AC, going to office is nothing short of torment for me. Hope you’re doing better than me.

Something very cool happened this weekend – I met my college buddy after 6 long years. It was like the Bharat-milap straight out of the Ramayana! She and me were bestest chums during junior coll, and after that, as always happens, paths parted and we went our different ways with new companions. We got reunited thanks to Facebook and planned to meet up, which finally happened on Saturday.

It was great! (Isn’t meeting old friends ALWAYS awesome?!!) We’…

Tired of Sales / Customer Care Calls???


If you're irritated with those annoying sales and customer care calls, then you've come to the right place, baby... Here are ten ways to stop those credit card sales, mobile companies, insurance calls from bugging you:

Hilarious!! Enjoy...

1. After the telemarketer finishes speaking, ask him/her to marry you. (!!!)

2. Tell the telemarketer (seductively) that you are busy, but you would love to talk about some interesting personal stuff and ask for his/her home telephone number so you can call back at night.

3. Ask them to repeat everything they say, several times. (!!!)

4. Tell them it is dinnertime, BUT ask if they would please hold. Put them on your speaker phone while you continue to eat at your leisure. Smack your food loudly and continue with your dinner conversation.

5. Tell them that all business goes through your agent, and hand the phone to your/somebody else's 5-year old child. (!!!)

6. If they start out with, "How are you today?", say "I'm so glad…

Hari Sharnam, Shree Hari Sharnam

We celebrated a Marwari festival last week – it’s called Gan-Gaur, where all the females worship Shiva-Parvati.

The women have to fast that day, and the previous night is called the “Sinjara” where the menfolk need to treat their wives and daughters to sweets and make them happy. (Possibly to bribe them into doing a good pooja the next day so they live long, happy lives!)

It’s pretty cute actually, there all these drawings made on a board – the sun, moon, 3 people (representing gods) and the like. Plus there are two pots of grass that are christened Uma and Shankar. The ladies have to pray to these by making dots (8 for married women, 16 for spinsters) on them with haldi (=turmeric), kumkum, mehendi (henna), and kajal. Then comes an amusing but tiring ritual, where the ladies form pairs and hold one finger while moving their hands continually so that the gods are sprayed with water droplets. (I and my partner have bagged the most-water-sprayed-award for as long as I can recall!)

I actual…

Slam Book

Remember high school days when Slam Books were THE talk of the entire class and every section? Who’s filling whose, and who’s writing what was such an exciting discussion! And then there was the owner’s request, “Please don’t read what anyone else has entered.” (Which we obviously ignored, and glanced through anyway.)

For those of you who have skipped this stage (poor you!), let me explain the concept.

Slam books are those cute books that have pages filled with various captions about personal details – right from name and address to friends, favorite teachers/movies, crushes and even person I hate the most, etc. (Didn’t quite like the hate bit, but as kids we weren’t too good at empathy and matters of the heart, right?)

Everybody had one; most had two, coz one wasn’t enough to incorporate their entire social circle. Besides, some got slam books every term – such was the craze! Some even filled the same book twice coz they had nothing to do, or wanted to pen in something different from th…