My weird new friend

Lets call her "yellow "

Two Tones

Two tones of me... though I am not alone

From what seem to be dark

My better half emerges

Two tones of me... picture perfect isn't it!

Visual verses compiled by my husband :)

Tommy Leanne Dsouza

From moleskin art

RIP baby!

Swishing her tail in heaven

Today my cat, my baby went away to cat kitty heaven. Tommy Leanne as she was so fondly called, was more than just a cat to me or us. She was family and will always be.


Here’s to Tommy Leanne D’souza

Missing you
I cannot remember when the last time was
I went home and you were not there
Meowing, vying for my love
Till I gave you all

I know you lived more than a full life
But I still wish you enjoyed more
But I now know you are free

Thank you Tommy for:
Listening to all my heartbreak stories
Silently understanding things that no one else did
Being my best friend, always sticking by my side
Never complaining
Having them ready-to-heal licks
Letting me rub your belly
Letting the little ones - Luanne, faith, Nathan pull your ears and tail
Always finding an excuse to rub yourself against me
Being my flower-cat at my wedding
Accepting Bonnie into the family
All the happy memories


Love you baby! Rest in peace.

There was a girl...

I couldn’t ever fathom how anyone could walk so fast on any day
“Who was this weird girl?” was all I could say
Would she ever be my friend one day?
Puff. Duh! No ways!

Wrong I was to the very core
This weird girl I saw that day
Soon came to be my best girl friend till today

The shee baba’s
The jango-bango’s
The monishagiri’s
Are just some of the things
I learned from her along the way

Thoughts as pure as an angel
While people might want to debate that
I for sure know that
There isn’t a single bone in that pretty lady
That’s ready to throw a stone!

A very few times in life comes a friend
Who knows what you think
And how far you will go
There’s no pretense
There’s only laughter, a smile and memories to hold

Do I consider myself lucky?
Do I consider myself blessed?
One thing is for sure
Is that life wouldn’t have got to where it was
without that “Go Jo… Go Jo”

Y2K9

How does one say goodbye to a year?
Wait till midnight and as the clock strikes 12 scream Happy New Year?!
I find it weird yet still that’s the way it’s done.

Anyway the end of this year
I for one dint sit on the steps to my house
Looking up at the stars and wondering
When will I have that someone special
To hold on to and do all the crazy new year stuff
That people normally do

I for one was having a blast
With my wall-e, bonn-e
A small house party
Some booze
Good home-cooked food
Music from the 80s
More booze
Brought in the new year

Yeah!
Cheers!
It’s the New Year.
A year when I am to be married
And that much closer to being
with the one I love
Exchange of kisses
Hugs
More drinks
Dancing
And hurray let’s roll….

the saturday

vashi. train. pankaz home. meenu. oil painting. punjabi food. panner. hot hot rotis. jeera rice. beans. salad. yummy. talking. gilmore girls. pepsi. sandy. ankur. pankaz. meenu. bonnie.me. channel surfing. swing. cold. walk. 360 tour vashi. dogs. stamp. puppies. scared. 180 tour only. task. thank god. tv. talking. channel surfing. shallow hal. yawn. tea. pankaz makes. munchies. more yawns. sleep. sleep. dark. ummm. sleep. phone. awake. breakfast. memories. wonderful

Not Your Typical Girl!

by Tan

She’d hook herself up to a ketchup IV
And drown in a deep pink sea
She’s the girl that chases helpless kittens
On a shocking pink Harley

She’s drafted a self-help suicide book
And tattooed her ex-husband’s chest
And when it comes to slaying little pet pigs
She toots her mommy as being the best

She hides from some CS stalker freaks
And is an adoptive mother to some
She speeds away on Monday nights
To keep her date with the NUN

She can name every single Aristocat
In her sleep or a drunken state
She has a penchant for doing Wall-E’s voice
For the drama it always creates

You better accept the food she offers
And her unborn children as well
Don’t you dare rearrange the shit on her comp
Or there’s going to be a whole lot of hell

She won’t touch anything green on her plate
And hates Sunsilk, Bournvita and Twirl
She’s a woman of wonder, a lady unrivalled…
She’s not your typical girl!



sniff... sniff...
thanks tan
that was simply awesome

who all of you who don't know who the hell tan is.
well she's this psycho-but-i-am-perfectly-normal girl who drives me crazy and provides much needed entertain with her everyday acts to the entire copy team.
other than that she is a brilliant writer and an even better friend.
oh did i tell you that this is the same chick i traveled around europe with :)

this kid...

i never thought of myself, that i would be capable of being someone's mentor.
i know i gave this kid a hard time.
but more importantly i know he worked even harder to prove himself.
i know there were times i was flabbergasted at what he wrote.
i wanted to pull my hair out!
unbelievable! ridiculous! yet super funny.
what he wrote became a copy team fun for reads.
but BUT when he put his mind to something there was something... nice!

now i know i can be intimidating
but i am me
this kid used to stand by my cubicle, overlooking yet always scared to step into the copy cubicle.
but then again we managed to connect.
i will never forget the one sms he sent me.
over-laden with emotion, i am his mentor & all,
and trust me i could have burst into tears.

then a few days later
he left!
dint i tell you he was there with us for just a month.
an intern he was.
the toughest we ever saw.

joooohneeeh yanada poooh
this is what he used to say to me... argh! kids!!!

anyway today like always he shares with me some really wonderful news.
winners of colisieum!
best script : 21 gun shot salute - karan shetty (orig script)

yup that's him... karan aka stud burger!

when so called "best friends" act smart :(

It is a Tuesday like no other. A) because bad things happened to good people (that is me) & more importantly because I had to provide my “best friend” aka Rockstar with reasons and instances why I am truly hurt!
And to top it off he even barfed! HOW RUDE!

So over gtalk this is what happened.
And it gets ugly…
and in brackets and italic my comments :(

Here begins from A-Z

Me:
A) no party on ur promotion
B) no panda

Rockstar: god u
no TV

Me:
C) no plasma tv
D) u don't even want to meet us
E) u don't even want to meet us on friendship day

Rockstar: i dint
realise it was friendship day ok

F) u don't even reply to chats
G) u don't even try to reply to chats
H) u pretend to NOT be at ur seat

Rockstar: my god
u have lost it
go get a life

(see the steady stream of insults?? … I still pursue, broken spirit and all…)

Me:
I) u don't read my blog
J) u never comment on my blog
K) u ignore my chat messages
L) u always do
M) N then u call me ur best friend
N) U never have time for me
O) u don’t even remember my blogs name

Rockstar: listen just visit a doc before u get home

(see the attitude?!)

Me:
P) u mock me

Rockstar: feelingbluengreenyellow

Me:
Q) then you google stuff and mock me, if mockin me in the first instance wasn’t enough

Rockstar: listen chill
i need to lave fr coll

Me:
R) u tell me to chill
S) then u say you have to go
T) u lie to me

Rockstar: bye bye bye
BYE

(see the caps used, he is screaming, screaming at me!)

Me:
U) u cut my conversations
V) mock me repeatedly

Rockstar: bye

Me:
W) never do wot i ask you, unlike vice versa

Rockstar: man

Me:
X) dont even read wot i say
Y) log off & cut me off
Z) push me to killin myself
GOOD BYE CRUEL WORLD

He’s gone… POOF! See I told you, nobody cares. Not even my so called best friend.

the happening...

saturday. bored. washing. cleaning. crap. paint. nails. sleep. alarm. sleep. message. sleep. message. phone. dress. stockings. chappals. salon. hostel. room. sleep. out. pizzeria. friends. pizza. icetea. nariman point. hostel. friends. bandra. homes. movie. the dark knight. boring. super boring. cupcake. interesting. pinching. card exchange. late. back. ride. home. food. friends. banter. goodnight. dark. sleep. fun. dreams. reality. moonlight. nala. simba. dream. forest. peaks. eyes. blanket. fuzzy. tickly. smiley. crazy. silence. heavy. sleep. dreams. grip. night. morning. alarm. wink. gone.
did it happen?
was it just a dream...

how it unfolded...

So what did I do?

Well for starters you wouldn’t want to know. And secondly I wouldn’t tell you

My birthday this year, I celebrated rather quietly. I don’t know why, but I just wanted it to be that way

So I did what I would do on any normal Saturday

Got up at 12 I think in the afternoon

And checked my mobile

And holy shit there were like a 1000 messages and missed calls

So I returned a few calls and let the rest be

Cause by then my Mama & Papa were calling me

I miss being home on my birthday

This was the fourth year I was away

May be next year the whole family will be together and you could sing me Happy Birthday

I had fun, my way

Washed half a bucket of clothes

Ate absolutely horrendous lunch

Put on a face pack, caught a wink

Before it was time to go

Well it was painful dressing up

I tried being me and even bent a nail

Ouch!

But there I was, as always indecisive

Shoes or sandals

Something so simple, yet I couldn’t decide till the rain played

Then you came

And my day got started

The dinner and the place, but that hardly mattered

The gifts will stay, yes they made by day

But it’s what followed that had me grinning in a crazy way

There were friends, extended family, they say

I am no one to complain

I love my birthday

And you in a very special way

I couldn't believe the day was so perfect

I thought something was going to go wrong

But I think I had my share of bargains

So God had blessed me now in a very special special way

I am not the one to pray

So trust me when I say this

Thank you Lord, for everything I had on my birthday

Thank you for my parents

Thank you for my brother

Thank you for my cat

Thank you for my cupcake

Thank you for my friends

Thank you for my extended family

Thank you for everything

For life, for love

And helping me bring a smile to each one’s face

25! The year that was…

I remember how it started
How could I forget
I hated it
And I could not believe it
That something like that could happen to me

But now when I look back and see
I see you and see a whole different me
The experiences changed me
It put life more in perspective
And realize that life is all about me

You won’t realize how much there is out there
All you got to do is venture there
Care not what others tell you
Just trust your heart
Give it all that you’ve got
And make sure you send me a postcard when you reach there

Then came a day I just woke up
And decided I’ve had enough
Living my life according to others
Is what I’ve done all my life
Now it’s my turn and you got to listen

So I packed my bag
And decided I had to go
Go to Europe
See the world
And know what’s in store

Rewinding a little more
I even adopted a child
A grown up kid in my office if no other
A costly affair
But he’s just a little baby as far as I know

There were rock concerts too
And trips with friends
Best friends getting married
Babies being born
Yellow cars, pink watches,
Meeting new people and so much more

And then came the day I had to tell
Something to someone
Who could well be the person
I could call mine

Ever yours…
Ever mine…
Ever thine…
Something so special
That makes me feel so happy and divine

25
A year that brought the best in me
Challenges I thought not possible
But were meant to be
So now I know
No matter what they tell me
I simply have to believe
Because belief helped me find ME!

Wot a freaky day it was…

For the record I am sloshed!
Even so I can write and in all my senses I state that the below words are true to the best of my knowledge.

So the day begins…
8.55 am. Cussing for forced to being rudely awoken up by the alarm, a good 40 mins later than usual!
Then do my rituals and go to pick up my travel insurance papers.
Ok so there I am and I am NOT going to take off my shoes this time. Bloody hell after I spent a good 5 mins double-knotting my converse I don’t think unknotting them is worth the effort.
So after picking my papers, begins the debate…

10:05 am. Bus or train. Bus or train. Bus or train. Train? Train? Yup train wins. So I decide to walk to the station (I could lose some weight & save Rs. 13 too). Today being the first of April and the beginning of the next financial year I decide its high time I save up something & do so by saving up on the little things.

10:45 am. I am so late for work and out of money. So I go to the ATM to collect some cash. Sigh, my balance does not look good, it has never!

Then it’s the usual… boring mundane work… client servicing guys breathing down your neck… deadlines to be met… unrealistic commitments, etc etc.

12:50 pm. My book is here! Thank god. I was stuck in a brain dead brainstorming session. But am glad, my ‘Europe on a shoestring budget’ from the Lonely Planet is finally in my hands.

1:15 pm. Even better news. Moni is here!!! (for all those who don’t know Moni, she’s my best girlfriend, and she got married recently, so am really glad she is back even if it is for a few days)

Day continues… boring… b… o… r… i… n… g!

7:00 pm. Yatin calls. Yeap am so ready to meet ya. Only waiting for this boy.

7:35 pm. China something. Ok fine! I forgot the name. Nothing new!! Anyways we meet up. Yatin, me and the boy who cannot be named. :)
And this evening turned out to be the best thing that I could have ever asked for. Why you ask me?
Cos here I two really important people in my life ganging up on me. I am not complaining mind you. I had fun. Well they did get me to confess a lot of things. But I meant every word of it.
Its scary you know. And they knew it. I know.
They could see right through me.
But for the second time in my life, I laid what I had to right in front of the people that mattered and I hope they knew it too.

9:40 pm. I am having a panic attack. Where’s the bill? Where is it damnit! I just got some 40 mins to get back before the gates close.

9:48 pm. Sigh! The bill is cleared. Thanks a ton again Yatin! I owe you man… I really owe you. Not for picking the bill but for being there for me. For giving me your blessings, and for simply kicking my ass. (you are one of the privileged few who have this honour)

9:51 pm. Am in a cab after saying bye to Yatin. “Am really happy for you!” (touch wood… so am I)
Also after saying bye to the boy who cannot be named I am off home or to the prison I live in 

10:19 pm. I walk in the prison gates. And rudely they close the gates after me.

10:45 pm. Sleeping on my bed… staring at the ceiling, wondering if I am really stoned?! Suddenly I feel this need to blog. Out comes my laptop and the words flow…

11:20 pm. Bath break, for some insane reason I decide to have a steaming hot bath in the summer. I am still wondering why?

11:40 pm. Out of bath and back blogging.

11:56 pm. Done! Now I know what I had to say got said. I am happy today :)