Monday, December 28, 2009

What is it worth?

He was sitting across the table, when I mentioned something about Aloo Paratha. He immediately got a piece of paper from his wallet, and wrote something on it, and passed it over to me. The paper read:

Dal Bati
Kachori sandwich
Mahesh Lunch Home/Ghazali
Some-godforsaken Dhaba
Aloo Paratha

I read it, and got tempted.
I started making my own list. And both of us started rattling names of food we have been longing to eat, small places that we have been meaning to go.... Akshay, who was just listening to this discussion, got frust and said, Guys!! Stop it.

We kept our wishlists back, and continued doing whatever we were doing. I looked at him one more time, and saw this puzzled look on his face too.

What are we doing here? Why are we here?

The small things that give me joy, are back home.
The people who mean the world to me, are back home.
Then what is it that keeps me away from home?
When I find my answers, I'll head back home!

India calling....

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Dil Maange More!!

I want to have a Pet.
I want to own a Mercedes.
I want to experience Free-Fall.
I want to run a marathon (atleast a half Marathon).
I want to gamble in Vegas.
I want to learn to play a musical instrument.
I want to climb up the mountains to Tirupati.
I want to drive on the streets of New Delhi, in a white car with the flashing Red Light.
I want to be on TV.
I want to send my parents to Europe.
I want to weigh under 110 lbs.
I want to spend a starry night at the beach.
I want to make a difference in someone's life.
I want to be loved truly, madly, deeply.
I want to holiday in Hawaii.
I want to spend a day with Swapna, doing nothing.
I want atleast two people to be proud of me.
I want to cook like my mom.
I want to live like the TV sitcom F.R.I.E.N.D.S.
I want to drive Cross-Country (US).

I want to never be able to say, BEEN THERE DONE THAT.
I want this list to never end.

Friday, July 3, 2009

It was just another of those lazy Saturday mornings in New York. After a long Friday night, we got up early to catch the 2 pm Broadway show. It was a rather unusual silent morning. We hadn't spoken much since morning and were just in our own worlds.
We got in the subway station and like always I gave him my phone and wallet to hold on. The train came, we got in. The Speaker went 'Stand clear of the closing doors please.' I turned around to ask where do we get off. He wasn't there. I turned the other way, No trace. I couldn't believe this. He was out of sight. I freaked out. I can't express what I went through. It was the thought of losing someone. I didn't care that I didn't have a phone or a purse. I didn't care if I didn't know where the train was going, or where was I supposed to get off. I didn't know what to do, and before I knew I blanked out. Next thing I remember was a guy looking from the next car in the train, and giving me a reassuring smile. And with that smile I gained consciousness. Next station, he got into my car, and I was breathing again!

Side Note:The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Wishing Well

This one is for you Chints, for telling me I should write.

If you look at any water fountain/pond/stagnant water body of any kind in US, I'll bet there will atleast $20 at the floor of the pond. I was passing by the Temple Lobby in Ceasar's place. His herculean statue stood there, and a few minions stood there posing for pictures. Right below was some water flowing by. We did some estimates and calculated, and figured, there were coins approximately worth $200 at the floor, enough for us to gamble all night. There were approx, 2000 coins out there. 2000 people who crossed that skywalk wished for something that day. I wondered at their folly, at their lil superstitions. I walked away.

Just some 20 steps ahead, I saw another fountain and lots more coins. I couldn't help it. I succumbed to temptation. I put my hand in the bag, and got a quarter. I wished for something, kissed the coin and swung it over. He saw me do that, gave a smile, and threw another coin. We started walking away. I slowed down, put my hand in the bag again, grabbed all the coins, my fist could get. (I had just won lots in the slot machine an hour ago.) I made sure he wasn't looking, and threw them in the water. He heard the crackle of the coins, and turned back, asked what I wished for. "Hot Chocolate with whipped cream", I exclaimed. We went to Dunkin' and had the best Hot chocolate ever! What if I actually told him what I really wished for?

PS: This is purely Fictional.

Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Touch and See!

I don't believe you. I don't believe what I see. I'm not going to believe what I hear. I need to touch and see!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

I did it!

The best way to overcome your fears is to face them. What better way to learn?
I'm more happy to get through the dreaded HR interviews, than the offer.

The curve just got better :)

Friday, February 13, 2009

Happy Valentine's Day!

Its better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved at all!!

Cliched-- I know!