Morning Raaga

I feel lost, helpless, poor, disappointed and tortured. It happens every morning and I can do nothing about it. Being a smart one capable of facing any challenge, I sulk in this matter. The more I think about it, the more it worries me. I wonder how other women handle this situation for I always struggle. Before you kill me for fuming you out in curiosity, let me introduce you to the culprit, my wardrobe! Why so much of drama you ask? It deserves more than these adjectives as it involves horror, heart break, misery and a thrilling climax when I think “What will I wear today?” So many outfits yet nothing to wear. I pick a few, run a round of elimination, test & try the chosen ones and halfheartedly select one that suits my mood. Sometimes I give up in this process and ask Rag to help. And when he comes in, choosing task is a cake walk. Read more to know how:

Rag: Wear what ever you feel like..why sulk so much?

Me : (making a sad puppy face)  I don’t like anything in this whole wardrobe

Rag : Wear your favorite red kurta.

Me : Its Sunday, I cant wear anything bright!! (Yeah its my own policy)

Rag : How about your grey Max top & black jeans?

Me : No jeans also on Sunday (crib more)

Rag : Fine, go for this pink salwar,it suits you well (With hopeful eyes)

Me : But I wore this last week, I cant repeat

Rag : Oh,as if some one is keeping note. I am wearing this shirt 3^rd time this month.

Me :Yes,I myself keep the note..and no one bothers to see what a man is wearing !!

Rag : I am fed up. Do as you wish.

Me : You never help me, you don’t love me anymore. (emotional blackmail helps!!)

Rag : How is that related? You are being choosy and pointing me?

Me : You will be late to office if you don’t help me now. (threatening definitely helps)

Rag : Last one,wear this white kurta black legging..thats it.

Me : (Happy face) Yaaay,I love you soo much ..

And I go ahead to iron the clothes and he feels relived for escaping the further torture, only until he hears me screaming again “Rag but the Kurta is in laundry bin” I leave it to your imagination of what happens next. Hope you understand why I am late to office every morning and why I feel wanted, of more clothes that is :))

A Jerk..

...is what I got from a lady jerk ! I have come across many idiots in life so far but she is a master piece. Once upon a time classmate,whom I was delighted to meet after almost 14 years on Facebook, is just another unwanted person in my friends list now. Reason??? Below conversation says it all. I call her JJ to keep her identity anonymous and words in brackets are my unrevealed reactions during our chat :

JJ   : hi ashwini how r u?

Me : Hii :) Im gud...hw about u? ( I was really gald seeing her online)

JJ   : Am also dng gud by God's grace

        where r u

Me : nice to knw :)

        in AbuDhabi

JJ   : u r working?(I think this girl has become talkative,unlike before)

Me : yeah

JJ    : ok,kids? (What? Did you just ask that? Are we so close yet??)

Me  : not yet :) (I faked a smile,I carry my politeness)

JJ    : how long u have been married? ( I wonder,am I attending an interview? )

Me  : 5 yrs now (why did I even answer her?)

JJ    : ok,family planning?

Me  : yeah (What the hell,why do u sound so aunty-ish?)

JJ    : ok, but u have put on so much weight, u luk completely different (Ohh really? News to me!)

Me  : yea..signs of happy married life!

JJ    : oh is it?? i never knew, what else, what does ur hubby do? (Yet another shot..I am convinced,she is not any where near to the girl I knew)

Me : he is a s/w engg. so u r working? (Can I not interrogate like you do?? )

JJ    : yes,

         me n hubby r dng family ministry

         working for families

         counseling, taking seminars based on families

         to build healthy families

Me  : great !(There she is,a professional gone worse,who can not distinguish between friends and

         patients)

JJ    : tat's y asked in my counseling course i never learnt about putting on so much weight b'cos of happy      married life (I never knew weight reveals ones mental status!!)

Me  : thn i wil b first example of putting on weight due to peace of mind ! (A virtual slap,if you can understand dear lady)

JJ    : u r very optimistic,gud (This is Limit of shamelessness!!)

Me  : saying truth is nt optimistic... (Thats it,im drawing an end)

JJ    : ok ok

        agreed

        then what else

        now whats the time there??

The conversation was winded off here as I found her not worthy enough to spare my time. I felt like a happy bubble burst with needle. What could have been a new beginning of friendship saga ended as a pathetic moment. Flow of life does not halt with with such incidents,but ofcourse gets a jerk. I prefer to stop writing here as I feel lost....

Chamki Tales...

To the one who knows me better than myself,

one who cracks poor jokes to make me laugh,

one who supports me like a sister does,

one who points out my flaws that no one can,

one,who is my best friend so far,

to you Chamki,is dedicated this post :)

Dear readers,introducing the most influencing person in my life, Chamki, a smart mallu girl whom I met just 3 years ago. I own the pleasure of re-naming her as Chamki,which is alias of her real name but is more apt than the real itself. If you can imagine a tall,slim,talkative,smart,funny yet wise girl, that is Chamki. Innocent by looks but dangerous with ideas! You will be cheated for sure when you meet her first time as she disproves all my above stated quality of hers. But take my words dearies,I say no lie!

Seeing her first time at office,I assumed her as a fresher,unmarried,clam and not so interesting girl. Couple of days with her and I was proven wrong! Sharing common interests,common lifestyle and yes,common wavelength of thoughts,we bonded well enough to make others envy our friendship. Soon to be mom of two,this silly girl has unknowingly become part of my life. In a way,she is one of the reason why I blog! Being a regular reader of this place,her worst fear is seeing a post written about her! Since I live at a safe distance from her,I dare to write this post!!

Having shared some millions of giggles,girly talks,useless gossips and some serious matter,I have tried here to list a few that I term as classics!!

1. Only Chamki has the rights to wear blue formal shirt with black Indian long skirt that has pretty embroidery works. Don't be amused for she makes her own fashion statement!
2. Only Chamki can think of deep frying the Rasgullas,reason for which is still unknown. May the soul of Rasgulla discoverer rest in peace !
3. Only Chamki can afford wearing sweaters during roaring AbuDhabi summers.
4. Only Chamki can cook Sambar Tsunami... weird is the name? So are this girls recipies !
5. Shout aloud Maggie,Kitchdi & Panpasad candies and you will soon see Chamki around.
6. Bribe her with pani puris and she is all heart to help you in office tasks. Easy to be satisfied,is not she?
7. No one but only she can coin the names like Hasumathi & cukkooo!!
8. She owns the record of arguing with delivery guys of all her favorite restaurants and then stop ordering from that place.
9. Even Sonia Ghandi may fail passing her orders in Govt but this girl can make all the office boys shiver with her words.
10. Best one saved for last : Only Chamki can be mis understood as girl working in supermarket helping customers find items they are looking for !! Belive me guys,this girl has went out of her way to help a man at cop to find the ice cream of his choice !! Chamki,horlics evade? :) :)

Hundreds of more such insanity can be jotted but let me keep them spared for the future posts. I had to write this dedicated post as a return gift to her for throwing a surpise party on my B'day and making it worth memorable. I cant pay her anything but my love through this post. May we share lot more happiness and moments of joy together.

People,please check personally if I am alive,for I fear to be killed by this girl after putting up this post !!

Mirror, mirror on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?

Its been long time since I wrote anything here. What a month that has gone by. Loads of surprises, festivals, shopping,short vacation and yeah,hectic work to meet horrible deadlines. Amongst all these chaos,I missed you,my dear blog! Now that I got another reader to this blog,I feel responsible to update :)

Back to the title of this post. Since my sister's wedding is nearing, I decided to add glow to my gorgeous looks (I know,I AM,no raised eyebrows plz) and that landed me in a beauty parlor. While waiting for my turn to be treated,I gazed around to see the professionals working out on the customers with excellent knack & sole mission :Make her beautiful! Scissors and brushes,wall size mirrors and racks of cosmetics,wall pictures of actresses and eye catching accessories,all took me to a dreamland where everyone looked like angels and fairies. While ogling at them in awe,I overheard this conversation between a local lady (LL) and the parlor girl(PG).

PG : Ma'm,your eyes are very beautiful

LL : (In her fake accent& smile) Thenks.

PG : Yes Ma'm,your long eye lashes and the eye shadow makes it more beautiful.

LL : Yeah,just trim the eyebrows please.

PG : Ma'm,if you change your hair color your face will look even more brighter!

LL : Aah..really? Then I will go for it.

PG : Sure ma'm. Also try our new facial,you will love your skin glow !

LL : You think so? Let me see later.

PG :Ma'm we have a package,you can get a free manicure session if you opt hair coloring and facial !!

LL : What?? Ok,lets do it !!!

And thus the PG was successful in selling her skills to the rich and dumb LL. Me,the silent observer was laughing to myself realizing the trick of PG. After making her business from previous customer, PG turned to me with a smile. I asked for shaping the eye brows and was left open mouth when she said “Ma'm,you eyes are very beautiful “ !!!

Eager to know what followed next? No guys,I did not fall for her trap and walked out laughing after getting my job done. Smart na? :) And I pay all the credits to my magic mirror which always says I am beautiful :)