As always, Holi brought a riot of colors not just to our lives but more importantly to our bathrooms as well. Because by the time we finished having our baths today the loos were a complete mess, as you can very well imagine. Even the soaps have become unusable. Hahaha!!! Jokes apart, on a more serious note(?) Holi, though slightly different for us from last time, was great fun nonetheless. I say different because after having moved to our new house it was no longer possible to go to our parent’s places because they are rather too far now. Instead, we got together with all our friends and had a blast. All of us assembled in a swimming pool and as you can guess most of us got wet

Posted on March 1st, 2010 under AUTHOR'S DIARY. Tags: beer, blast, enjoy, Holi, party. Comments: 1

Getting into a house is an experience in itself. As soon you enter the new house you feel you are intruding into someone else’s domain, as there are still some tell tale signs of the previous occupant. Everything about the house is new and unknown and you look at everything very critically, the first few minutes. Once you move to the bedroom or the kitchen, the two most important parts of any household, your mind automatically starts visualizing where you are going to place what. And as your future bedroom or kitchen virtually appears before you, you start connecting with the house. The condition of the house is another factor which helps in connecting with it. If its neat, the connection is instant, but if on the other hand the house has been left in a shabby condition by the previous occupant, you really take time in envisioning the house as your future abode. I have been quite lucky so far to get clean houses. But then I always make it a point to leave behind a neat and clean house, whenever we shift. So I guess if we do good, somewhere in some form it comes back to you. Having seen the house and deciding to shift in was a very easy job. The real action follows after that….?????? In shifting from one house to another, one does get uprooted for a couple of days, hence the urgency to settle down into the new one.

Posted on February 28th, 2010 under AUTHOR'S DIARY. Tags: b'day, help, house, job, party, shifting, warm. Comments: 3

We would be rather naive if among the numerous confabulations which reverberate in our monotonous regimen we chose not to coagulate our symptomatic priorities in our subconscious existence so as to mitigate any conflicting preponderances which may permeate to vitiate our environment.

Posted on February 15th, 2010 under AUTHOR'S DIARY, Feelings. Tags: bed time, constructive, creativity, food, innovate, message, moral, stories, traffic. Comments: 10

Now with Aleena being almost 17-odd months old things are a little manageable and everything was going well. We had just got over umpteen parties we attended or had thrown for our friends for Christmas and to welcome the new year. I was just sitting back asking myself when would I get over this feeling of tiredness and sleepless nights when Manish casually asked me if I wanted some change in my life. And I swear, being a fauzi kid, change is something I grew up with. What with change of places, houses, schools, friends, people in general and what not all. Though change is something I thrive on but it is always accompanied by butterflies in my stomach, not for anything else but in anticipation for the unknown. The very idea of something new gives me hope for something good. So, I was game when Manish suggested we move into a bigger house, now that both the girls needed space and I could also do with a separate study. I was actually very happy at the idea of having a study of my own where I could work undisturbed and Mansie and Aleena will not flick my stationary, my table will be untouched and I would find things where I left them.

Posted on February 11th, 2010 under AUTHOR'S DIARY. Tags: feelings, moving, neighbors, packing, shift. Comments: 9

Gatecrashing is an art or rather a scientific art. Scientific because there are rules for gatecrashing like in science and it’s an art because there is definitely a human element to it which one needs to perfect. Oh yes, I would know. I’ve done it a couple of times. A piece of cake actually if you go by the rules. I know I have this image of a very simple housewife and a blogger but I’ve had my bit of fun in life. And that’s what it was, pure fun.

Posted on November 30th, 2009 under AUTHOR'S DIARY, Feelings, India calling, Track the world. Tags: dinner, gatecrash, Michaele, party, salahi, state, Tariq, wedding. Comments: 9

After bidding goodbye to Manish and having had my breakfast I’m all ready to deal with Aleena. As I look at the house, my heart sinks. Every nook and corner is strewn with toys, wet towels, shoes, slippers, newspapers, books and worn clothes. Lord!! Help me. How does my family manage to mess up the whole house so effortlessly? Doesn’t this chaos bother them as much as it bother me? I guess not or else it wouldn’t have been there in the first place. By now it’s an everyday affair and yet I fail to accept it as normal. I keep hoping that one day my family will realize and understand the words “There’s a specific place for everything and everything should only be in that place”. After all you have to have faith in your Lord. Amen!!

Posted on November 9th, 2009 under AUTHOR'S DIARY, Feelings. Tags: chaos, Family, girls, kids, newspaper, peace, ride, toys. Comments: None

Manish is now in a hurry. He picks up his cup of tea and today’s newspaper and heads for the loo. That’s his favorite place for reading the news. I guess we all find our little corners where we can get our moments of peace. Talking about peace in the loo, Aleena keeps banging on his door from time to time to ensure he’s there. So much for peace!!

Posted on October 30th, 2009 under AUTHOR'S DIARY, Feelings. Tags: breakfast, coffee, newspaper, Office, peace, Randy Orton, time, WWF. Comments: 1

While Aleena’s milk is warming and the tea is brewing I manage a few stretches in the kitchen to ready myself for the demanding day that lies ahead of me. I take Aleena’s milk and whisper in Manish’s ear to go out silently to the kitchen and have his tea. He sneaks out trying not to make noise but generally fails as his dragging of slippers is enough to wake up Aleena.

Posted on October 29th, 2009 under AUTHOR'S DIARY. Tags: breakfast, bus, milk, morning, Office, school, sleep, tea, uniform. Comments: 1

I believe the Delhi govt undertook an initiative to urge people not to burst crackers which create a hell of a lot of noise but quite obviously nobody cared about it. Delhiites burst crackers like they do on every Diwali. It’s high time Shiela Dixit realized one basic fact. We are Indians. We will not stop burning crackers unless it is made unlawful. We do not understand decent words like ‘urging’ or ‘request’.

Posted on October 18th, 2009 under AUTHOR'S DIARY, India calling. Tags: celebrate, cracker, Diwali, festival, fire, joy, noise, pollution. Comments: 5