Just a thought..
4/25/2009 08:36:00 PM - Posted by April - 2 comments
Do I need to be rescued? This is one unutterable question that no selfdependent single woman would ever be caught dead thinking. Let alone speaking it out loud. But the question remains. Do all single women need to be rescued? Is it the responsibility of every man to save us single women from the 'gawd awful' situations in our lives? Are we not capable enough to handle our fragile existence ourselves? We managed to have survived so far. Haven't we? Is it only that a man can save us from the wrath of the society by either being with us or a step ahead - marrying us? But yes if a woman does need to be saved she will totally let you know. If she has a broken shoe heel, she'll turn to you for your much needed help. You'll know when she needs a lift. The weather's grey. A hand on her shoulder might work just fine. She'll count on you to fix it too. Coz she believes that sometimes that smile of yours can make it all go away. But if you have to hold her, for say a lingering while longer, then don't tell me your instincts told you so. At some point of time in our lives, we all need to be rescued. And if you din't know this. Sometimes a man needs to be rescued too :)


Infected
4/20/2009 12:32:00 AM - Posted by April - 6 comments
Was at the terrace this evening, celebrating the power cut ;) I know you'll think I'm probably outta my freakin mind. But it's a treat after a long day of studying.(shrug shrug). Anyway, there's this kid atop a riksha singing errr..yelling, 'tennu le ke jana..lalala hun yara'
Two guys sharing a long face, walk their cycles, with a sack of flour on each. Apparently their moms caught hold of them to run the errand.Sympathies dude.The riksha with the singing kid crosses paths with them. And then its them you hear going, 'tennu le ke jana..nai jeena hun yara'.
Quite a favorite with the guys, this song..me thought. Couldn't help smiling :) Innit fun singing on top of your voice on the road? Hehehe. Have never done that myself but surely would love to some day :) Shiet! Electricity back. So soon..!! UGH! Back to books. (sob sob). Wish i was the kid, happily singing (read yelling) away. On second thoughts, I'm happy to be me. Never-sang-on-the-road-nor-on-the-riksha girl. Drrrrraaaging myself to my room.Climbing down the stairs, 'tennu le ke jana..' Uh huh!! There I go :-O


Khatron ke Khilaadi !!
4/08/2009 10:00:00 PM - Posted by April - 4 comments
They are fearless, fiery and raring to go. Almost nothing can stop them once they lock their targets. The kind of acrobatics they perform, has your hair standing on its end. Jumping off the edge is what they do. Living on the edge is what you learn when they're around. Their 'go getter' attitude keeps you on your toes? Thought you just had enuff, it couldn't get any better? Think twice. You might have miscalculated. I'm not even hinting at Akshay Kumar and his gang of hotties. I'm talking about firebrands. The little ones.

My three year old cousin took a chance at daredevilry yesterday. She might have considered this a pretty lame attempt to demonstrate her daring. But her plunge from a fleet of stairs made our kidneys jump to our mouths. She fell letting out a frightened cry. Without a tear rolling down from her eye, she stood up. Was too shocked to cry i guess. There was a bump on her forehead though. Her father ran to pick her up in his arms but she refused to go to him and clung to me instead. Proud moment for me..considering she chose me over her father. Pathetic me. She was plain angry with him. We didn't understand why?

Later she told us innocently, "Papa ne bachaya nahi". (Papa didn't save me from falling)
Poor Papa. He must have felt miserable. Kids imagine their fathers are superheroes who'll swoop in on them whenever they are falling. I took her outside to distract her and found myself showing her cows and dogs. Worse, she looked at me questioningly. She wasn't crying. What the heck was I doing!!

Almost two decades ago, my younger brother had shown similar traits. Guess it's in the family. Though it's a different thing I'm class apart..heh. Well he was five. Our house was under construction. Being inquisitive and finding the coast clear, he decided to carry out one of the most historic experiments of all times, in our family history i.e. His findings were as follows: When an electrical conductor, say an iron rod, dipped in a solution which is also an electrical conductor (water came handy in this case), is driven into a 'functional' electrical socket, conditions remaining ideal (experimenter without footwear or rubber gloves on), sparkling, blue stars were reported visible to the human eye.
He's an engineer now. Humor is cruel!!