Wednesday, March 03, 2010

anniversary

S, my husband, the one I conned and married two years ago, on this day by dressing up like a doll, going around him seven times and showering flowers on him, and bowing with my hands folded. S, my lawfully wedded husband… well, he just got smarter. Initially, he thought life is going to be like the wedding day always, like a king and the wife bowing and showering flowers.

Well, my friends, time changed and so did the smses, from I love yous to “I bought tomatoes and potatoes, you get the rest on the way home” He realized that the wife just doesn’t smile but also talk, and talk nineteen to the dozen, even while asleep.

In the morning, while he expected coffee in bed, the wife has jumped out of bed with a hair that would put any religious leader to shame, and jumped into the office bus, to start her so called very important day in her very important career.

So, when Uncle Sam came calling on the pretext of some consultation, S, my lawfully wedded husband ran away for three months, leaving me in Bangalore, to paint the new house in pink and blue polka dots if I care.

Happy Anniversary hubby, missing you dearly. There are bills to be paid and the fans need cleaning.

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Tuesday, February 16, 2010

like strawberry wine

I still remember when thirty was old
My biggest fear was September when he had to go
A few cards and letters and one long distance call
we drifted away like the leaves in the fall
But year after year I come back to this place
Just to remember the taste


Of strawberry wine and seventeen
The hot July moon saw everything
My first taste of love oh bittersweet
Green on the vine
like strawberry wine

Chanced upon a bundle of cards stacked in a corner i knew i’d never look.
Peeped through one to find a birthday card from 7 yrs past.
it started singing. The battery was still fine. The song was mine.
Ah! there was a time when love was innocent.
Wanted to keep it on the pretext of sharing with grandchild (ren) someday,
but i had to live with the partner first to see it all happen.
Tore the cards and gave the battery to the neighbour.
The music, my first love, all became a child’s plaything.

The fields have grown over now
Years since they've seen a plow
There's nothing time hasn't touched
Is it really him or the loss of my innocence
I've been missing so much
Funny how those memories they last

~Song: Diane Carter, Strawberry Wine

Sunday, February 07, 2010

Gas bags all

Anne Hathaway claims that she digs into Physics books whenever she has time. She is interested in String Theory and Quarks etc. I have a feeling the lady is a gas bag who is claiming this just by following the T.V serial,'The Big Bang Theory'. ha ha ha. I love the serial too and I love Sheldon Cooper and his gang.

Coming to the SRK Vs Shiv Sena issue, bollywood is busy saying it was not me. Kajol said, "I don't have any account on twitter". Karan Johar said, "it is not Kajol". Abhishek joins in by saying,"Kajol doesn't have a twitter account" and the debate has moved from whether you support SRK or not to whether Kajol tweets or not. bah bollywood!

Since nobody is saying anything, I decided I must say something. I am going to Goa on the 11th. yes, finally!

6 of us from the office are going. So, if you think you are a twenty something PYT and you have beautiful legs, stay out of my way!!!

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