as it was to be cotinued

I should caution all new followers that things get pretty heavy around here.

I write my pride here quite enough to show-off. I reckon it takes peace around to write and not the search engines as the layout too matters not trying to make it colloquial & flashy.

I have been bit busy all this while with my Mishtey (new cell), thanking people, receiving blessings, love & affection, however, insomniac to remain absent from food, web & workouts. Possessive Maloy (my iPod), on the other hand is furious, since I’ve been making space for Mishtey, preparing customized cell accessories, and getting along with all its applications. So much so that Maloy even got hanged. Gotcha find ways to fix it.
To conclude, my iPod is not working and it is getting me mad. At the same time, my cell is a bit more loaded to handle.


What so ever as promised I am writing as it was to be continued to let know how the actual day went…Mum has given me 2 Carron Churidar that was kept hidden in the cupboard, to which she justifies that a mod gal must get a traditional touch. They usually as always are excluded from all the whole world shopping I do.
My Best friend has given me a set of books ________
to which it was justified that she’ll be doing a lil good to a gal whose been patronized while dealing with an unusual personality lately and suddenly coming down to developing a vision of renunciation at Himalayas to take Sanyaas. Well, to this I say, more than the books it is her Pep talks that will give those extra kinks.
Moreover, how can I forget to mention about the huge bouquet that I got early at 6.45 a.m from Mr/s. Anonymous. I have been trying to crack my brains to figure out who exactly it could be. Whom did I miss out?
Hit me back if you are reading this.

While in my workstation, people have been visiting my desk to wish me Happy Birthday Piyali…so instantly as I replied to the Forum mail that ‘let ODC be not the barrier to come to my desk to have jellies’.
As if they wouldn’t have come without my mail!!! I just dropped 3 official mails, that’s all I did in the middle of this. Next day had to pace high up.
My colleagues gave me a self-designed greeting card with my picture on it, and I just find it so hard to describe in my blog the art involved in it. In addition, my two best couple gave me a series of gift one after the other…all poping out from their pockets one by one, Gosh! that was so bashful. One of them was a huge earrings that coincidentally matched with my B’day dress, so I had been wearing that for entire day. Many people whom I did not even know buzzed me on internal communication system to wish me (except the real dear one!!!). I replied them in gesture though. I collected 4 big chocolates in all. Thanks you all lads and lassies. With all this, no wonder why I was able to send only 3 official mails the entire day.

Later, came the time to actual party to have Italian coffee with Whiskey. However, did not go high with it at ALL. Do not be silly to be in OMG expression coz it was just a Gelato ice cream. My friends choose Ferraro Rocher, and the others I do not remember.

Following came the time when I saw Mishtey and had a strong desire to get it. She is totally, absolutely and completely cool.
Ahh! ‘Cool’ is not the adjective to describe her, she is more than that…Hope I go along far way well with her. Later, received calls one by one from all my special people, once I activated it, coping to protect her from the dusht rains. Hanged around a bit. Reached home quite late but not tired, just felt wired for which I was not sleepy until the entire celebration thoughts right from Friday night stopped resonating.
For the matter of fact, with all this b’day hype, I have been still missing some of my special people. I guess I am repeating this twice, which explains its intensity…
Hope they are there with me and include their activities while I write the next blog.

Another step up to senescence

Here comes the Monsoon & with it comes the opportunity to celebrate the wet air in conjunction with my Birthday. There’s always a fine connection that I find between them & so I really do not celebrate this single day, it is the entire Monsoon air in the bliss.

With a glass of hot chocolate on the balcony or in a long sunroof drive on the highway or just linger in the muddy Mayanagri roads. These are how I toast those hazy, lazy days of summer. Monsoon also do calls me to Chowpatty.

While my time in School, 14 June would fall on the school re-opening day. I use to be so bashful to dress up my B’day dress with my fav red shiny gum boats (courtesy Monsoon), Carrying new bag & compass box, would distribute chocolates in class & Special notes with some roses to my fav teachers. Later in the evening, my aunts would hurriedly wait to squash my cheeks to wish me (that would turn me painfully red). Along with building friends would cut cake (they are still in the loop) & the next day would go quarreling with my elder brother & sis for snatching away MY VERY OWN gifts & opening them up without my permission.

While my time in College, thread changed but the Monsoon always interfered in a good way though, lectures would get cancel (courtesy Monsoon again) giving the golden opportunity to bunk the lectures to be @ Chowpatty & throw party that was never marked incomplete until we had Gola’s. Moreover, some would dedicate a guitar chords. The other year even cut cake made out of Marie biscuits & @ times we tried some scary foods.
Later few years, B’day just went purely celebrating at home not doing anything flashy but just missed my special people who flew off for higher education/job & some got married & the others just remained absent.
Now that I have stepped one step higher, here I am at this juncture I may find it so not happening in saying, "Thank you for wishing me happy b'day"...I rather flex to smile...Darn to label me snobbish! This is the day I will not count on the calories & later next day may use the strata to fast to compensate or run some extra miles. Nor my busy-wizy aunties do get to squash my cheeks and make it painful also I do miss the brother-sis quarrel while opening up the gift. However, their gestures are warranted a heartfelt thank-you telephone call by me.
My college best friend, called me a day before to wish me from Bangalore and we had a lengthy conversation about life in general – mainly how it twists and turns; never going how we had planned back in our 11th standard to travel around the world. Yes, we both dreamed of Air-hostess. But the situ now is that that she’s married & a mother-to-be & I have just stepped up in the corporate world.
Will just wait to see how is it going to be this Birthday. Alternatively, might do some instant planning.

Happy Birthday to all the June babies…and everyone else too!
I said June babies and not Gemini coz I don’t show any trends of Gemini. As per my birth day-n-time I am a Leo. Dun no whether these really one should consider. Perhaps I hate to be Gemini. But how I really am (with my personal belief) is all that it would take to be a believer in spirituality and materialism both in the same breath as it helps me understand my life & deal a lot in life & keep going. I’m sure as hell do not expect an outpouring of sympathy or congratulations because to me this is what drives me.

I am still going to be posting the rest of the day today (I have a work meeting so I am going to take a half-day off instead of today) so stay tuned for some great day projects after this! Xo, grace
PS: It is that I have been celebrating it right from Friday night itself since my billion dollar-making friends are not available on Monday…My-o-My I am elated.
Dad gave me a bracelet & he will sponsor to buy a cell. I have to be lil extra careful with this new one & treat it like a baby (as I did to my Journals back in College) especially while in high temper not to throw it off …& I am bit skeptical as to what is kept hidden in my Mum’s cupboard for me…tOOtally curious.