Saturday, July 23, 2016

10 to 1 of Me!

You know what I've just realised? I've turned into a chor narcissist!
Chor (thief) because I am busy chorofying blog topics from every blog I visit and narcissist because I've been choosing topics that require me to write about my favourite topic, ME!:)))

As long as I am blogging everyday, as all is fair in love, war and blogging!

Here goes my post for today, this tag is now doing the rounds of multiple blogs.



TEN HOW’S!
How did you get one of your scars? 
I have a scar on the left side of my lower lip, which I am told was courtesy a 2 and half year old me (sometime in the 13th BC) insisting on carrying a glass of water on a tray, tripping on a slipper while doing so and cutting her lip open on a piece of the the broken glass.
The lip needed stitches but no one in my family allowed it and the doctor left it to heal naturally. So it is now a scar. Which still throbs and hurts when I am somewhere extremely cold. Sacchi.

How did you celebrate your last birthday?
You know, I hate birthdays, they get me very self conscious and all. Just throw cake and pressies at me from a distance and leave me alone, now that would be my ideal birthday celebration!
Last one (June 6, every year) was spent answering wishes that came through phone calls and all forms of social media after which we braved pouring rain, and a horrendous traffic jam because of it, to reach a surprise location chosen for dinner by The Husband. 

How are you feeling at this moment?
Nice-ish, after cleaning the house to within an inch of it's life and a long, hot shower later.

How did your night go last? 
I slept like the dead.

How did you do in high school? 
Average. I hated studying.

How did you get the shirt you are wearing?
Not wearing a shirt.

How often do you see your best friends?  
I last saw one my best friends 18 years ago. Met another one a year ago. Met Mom and Dad, who are my bestest friends, 4 months ago.

How much money did you spend last month? 
Not much. I'm learning to be careful with money.

How old do you want to be when you get married? 
I wanted to be 26 when I got married, but wasn't.

How old will you be at your next birthday?
A lovely set of even numbers.

9 WHAT’S!
Your mother’s name? 
Shakti. Yes I tease her by addressing her as, 'Shakti Kapoor'.

What did you do last weekend? 
Read, watched TV, lazed. 

What is the most important part of your life? 
I'm not sure how to answer this really, but I really enjoy my space, writing and Tarot Reading.

What would you rather be doing? 
I'd rather be writing a book, but the muse isn't being kind.

What did you last cry over? 
I saw this Google advert recently, about a father-son and Sholay. That teared me up a bit.

What always makes you feel better when you’re upset? 
Chocolate. Venting. Killing the person, who got me upset, in my imagination. Brutually.

What’s the most important thing you look for in a significant other? 
Post marriage I just try to live down the shocks and surprises, both pleasant and not so pleasant!

What did you have for breakfast? 
I have Oats at least 6 days a week. Surprise, today was Oats day!:)

8 YOU’S!
Have you ever liked someone who had a girlfriend/boyfriend? 
Yes, many. Salman Khan. Benicio Del Torro. Ben Affleck. Vin Diesel. 

Have you ever had your heart broken? 
Yes. Romantically and otherwise (friends, family, bloody relatives etc)

Have you ever been out of the country?
Yes.

Have you ever done something outrageously dumb? 
Last week I was busy whatsapping and lifted a plate covering water that was boiling on the gas. Really hot plate=burnt finger and thumb=too much pain=lecture from Husband and Mom about how i am 'always on the phone'

Have you ever been back-stabbed by a friend? 
My stab wounds have hardened to form an armour that now protects me * that was good, wasn't it? smug look on face* 

Have you ever had sex on the beach? 
Yes. Now let your imagination run wild! Lol!

Have you ever read an entire book in a day? 
I usually do.

7 WHO’S!
Who was the last person you saw? 
The garbage collector.

Who was the last person you texted? 
My Sister

Who was the last person you hung out with? 
The Husband

Who was the last person to call you? 
The Husband

Who did you last hug? 
The Husband

Who is the last person who texted you? 
An  offer that said I have won a few hundred million dollars and asking for my bank account details so those caring souls could deposit it in my account.

Who is the last person you said, “I Love You” to? 
I say it to myself, everyday.

6 WHERE’S!
Where do your best friends live? 
London, Pune, Bombay.

Where did you last go? 
Ranthambore and Jaipur.

Where did you last hang out?
MTR, Lalbagh. Good coffee and Dosas were had.

Where did you go to school? 
St Teresas Convent High School, Bombay.

Where is your favorite place to be?  
Anywhere with a book.

Where did you sleep last night? 
On the left side of the bed, on MY left side too. Just being specific:)

5 DO’S!
Do you think anyone likes you? 
People either love me or fear me. There is no in-between ;-D 

Do you ever wish you were someone else?
Never. Ever.

Do you know the muffin man? 
No. I only know 'Muffin Top'. Mine.

Does the future scare you? 
No.

Do your parents know about your blog?
My parents are tech-challenged :)

4 WHY’S!
Why are you best friends with your best friend? 
We compliment each others craziness

Why did you get into blogging? 
Way back in 2007, when I first started blogging, I thought it was 'just cool' to do so.

Why did your parents give you the name you have? 
According to my horoscope. The other choices were Meenakshi and Minal. 

Why are you doing this survey? 
I need to blog everyday. And I love talking about myself.

3 IFS!
If you could have one super power what could it be? 
I would choose to remain healthy and mobile all my life.

If you could go back in one time and change one thing, would you? 
Not at all. All that I am today is a sum total of what has happened to me so far.

If you were stranded on a deserted island and could bring one thing, what would you bring? 
Hopefully patience and common sense. So I could make a raft or something and get the hell outta there!


2 WOULD YOU EVER?
Would you ever get back together if one of your ex’s ever asked you? 
No ex or ex's to ask me.

Would you ever shave your head to save someone you love? 
In a heartbeat!

1 LAST QUESTION!
Are you happy with your life right now? 
I am grateful for it, and all that it brings, and takes away.


This post is part of the Half Marathon Blogging Challenge with BlogChatter

Day 8

Friday, July 22, 2016

I'm Still Weird Because


Another day! Another post!

This one inspired by Nabanitas post that had me chuckling.

I am optimistic this isn't the last of, 'how weird I am revelations' and i have a feeling i shall be topping the list. Frequently.
Here goes!


I have borderline OCD, which means I am always tempted to straighten frames hung askew, or even a wee bit off, smoothen bed sheets or tablecloths, align furniture and footwear…you get the picture right? And all this in other peoples homes, hotel rooms and restaurants. And I have done it too.

I don’t drive. I have lost hope I ever will.

I hate anyone sitting on my bed once I’ve made it.

I bitch and moan to Mum about my siblings and the moment she agrees with something against them, a fire-breathing dragon has nothing on me! Mum has wisely learnt to just listen. Because she is not weird.

When I hang my clothes out to dry they have to be in ascending order, with the corners meeting.

I still ask people their star signs, and judge them accordingly in my mind.

I dislike drinking water from a glass, I have to swig it from the bottle to quench my thirst.

I could eat ice cream for breakfast, lunch, dinner and in between too. Add cookies to that and I am in heaven. Except Chocolate ice cream.

Papaya is my most favorite fruit.

When I am angry I turn even more polite and soft spoken. The angrier I am the more soft spoken I get. If my whisper is illegible, you should be running. Fast.

I dislike people asking to use my hairbrush, towels etc. If I am forced to share, I never use them again.

When I am really pissed with The Husband I use endearments to address him. Through gritted teeth.

I abhor people mispronouncing or abbreviating my name.

I have no idea how, but I have this habit of getting locked up in bathrooms.

I still gawk when a see a woman smoking.

I hate eating alone. I have sometimes skipped a meal because I was all by myself.

I love watching movies alone.

I enjoy people watching, and sometimes get so engrossed in doing so I may come across as a crazy stalker.


I file away quirks I see in people, and they turn up as a character in some story.


This post is part of the Half Marathon Blogging Challenge with BlogChatter


Day 7












Thursday, July 21, 2016

10 things I do when The Husband is out of town!

       

On a blog hopping spree I came across Geetikas fun postreading through which I found many           similarities, and the topic for my next post!:)

      10 things I do when The Husband is out of town!

            1) Vegetate. Completely and shamelessly.
As calm as a meditating monk or as indolent as a sloth, take your pick as long as you get the picture!:)

2) Don’t clean the house and mess it up further!
The house looks very unlike mine usually does. What never fails to surprise me is that even my borderline-OCD self approves! 

3) No TV. At all.
Ah!  The peace! 

4) No talking 
…as only whatsapp and twitter and fb, the whole day! Joy!

5) Sleep early. Or late. Or not at all…
      …if there is an interesting book begging to be read!

6) No menu planning!
      If there is anything I hate more than I hate cooking, it has to be wondering what to cook! 
      Just thinking about ‘What to make for breakfast/lunch/dinner' kills me!

7)Window shop and wander about
      …or go watch a film, alone!

8) Eat cereal for dinner
      …and a PBJ sandwich for lunch!

      9) Enjoy the silence...
      ...of an empty house. Till it starts freaking me out, at least!

10) Miss him!
      It's all fun for a maximum of 3 days, after which I want my Husband back!


This post is part of the Half Marathon Blogging Challenge with BlogChatter

Day 6




Wednesday, July 20, 2016

A to Z: All that you wanted to know, but were afraid to ask :)

Tags are awesome! They act as the perfect fillers when you want to write, but have no idea what to write. 
So when I saw this tag on follow blogger, Shalini's page I knew I had to do it!:) 
Do take it on if you wish to, it's so much fun!:)


The A-Z of me!

A. Age :  ...is just a number!

B. Biggest fear : ...is that all of them will come true!

C. Current time : ...is the right time!

D. Drink you last had : ...vampire blood! Gotcha! Just a boring cup of tea.

E. Every day starts with : ...checking Whatsapp/fb/Twitter :)

F. Favourite Song : ...the title song from the film, 'Kal Ho Na Ho'

G. Ghosts – Are they real? : ...I wouldn't know, I find people scarier!

H. Hometown : Bombay!

I. In love with : Myself!

J. Jealous of : ...nothing and no one!

K. Killed someone : ...not yet!:) Psstttttt....wish to though!


L. Last time you cried : ...why must you know EVERYTHING?

M. Middle Name : ...supercalifragilistic!

N. Number of siblings : 2


O. One wish : ...why this austerity? They usually come in a trio, right?:)

P. Person you last called : ...The Husband.

Q. Question you’re always asked : ...is, 'Are you a Bengali/Malayalee?' (No one believes I am a Punjabi)

R. Reason to smile : ...because I have a damn good one!

S. Sounds that annoy you : ...certain people breathing (wicked! wicked!;))))

T. Time you woke up : 6 am

U. Underwear colour : All you need to know is that I wear mine on the inside, unlike Superman!

W. Worst habit : ...borderline OCD

V. Vacation Destination : Big list. Need 
sponsors. 

X. X-rays you last had : What's next? Blood reports?

Y. Your Favourite Food : Pizza, anytime. Pasta, every time.

Z. Zodiac Sign : Gemini


This post is part of the Half Marathon Blogging Challenge with BlogChatter

Day 5


Tuesday, July 19, 2016

Book Review - Dying To Be Me by Anita Moorjani




Each of us has grown up listening to, believing in and following certain ideologies which have been passed onto us from our parents, our religions, our cultures and later got firmly entrenched into our being from our experiences. More often than not we’ve followed these without questioning them or continued following them even after not getting satisfactory answers when questioned.
The concept of heaven and hell and karma has been dominant in almost every religion and culture and most people fear it which leads them to believe it, thus making fear and anxiety the triggers that lead us to make most decisions, whether we are convinced of them or not.

Cancer ate through author Anita Moorjani’s body till she slipped into a coma. After which she experienced a sense of being that was beautiful, and where she was given a choice to come back to the living world, or not.
She chose to come back and share with the world a story that may seem amazing and unbelievable.
After her Near Death Experience (NDE) Moorjani was completely cured, astounding doctors who were working on her and delighting her family who were glad to have her back.

‘Dying To Be Me’, was recommended to me by a friend. As I read through, I initially scoffed at Moorjanis experience, but as I continued reading, patiently and keeping all judgement aside, I realized that I found the answers to a lot of questions that had been unanswered for a few years now.
I would like to admit, this book seemed very emotionally overwhelming in places, so much so that I needed to keep it aside for a bit, compose myself and resume reading it. 

The question this book made me ask myself was, if we’ve believed, and continued believing ideologies fed to us without any proof of their claims, why not believe someone who has proof of coming back to life and healing herself? 
It helps that Moorjani uses a neutral narrative, not putting down any religion or perspective and/or propping up her own instead and only shares her experience, her insights and the results of the changes she made in her life post her NDE, all which seem practical and achievable. The simple writing makes it an easy read, and reading it felt like I was listening to a friend.


Each of us who reads this book would experience it differently.  There is one thing I would say though, if you don't/didn’t connect to it, it probably is not yet your time to, and quoting a well known line also used in the book, ‘The master will appear when the student is ready.’


This post is part of the Half Marathon Blogging Challenge with BlogChatter 
Day 4