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All the posts are filed under certain headers. Please check the following links for the continuity and reference or relevance..
Introduction
As I Am - My 1st Blog Post//Preface- Biopic Log
My Life Instances - Biography
Coffee Table Stories - Light Humor//Sarcasm//Day-to-day caricature
I, Me, Myself - Philosophy//Retrospection
Men and their Mannerisms - Humor//Sarcasm
On a Lighter Note - Fun//Humor//Sarcasm//Thoughts
Be My Guest - My Home Pics
*** Poetry/Dreams/Art- Work ***
My Previous Blog is now merged in my Biopic Log- here. Incase you experience any difficulty in navigation, please do notify of the same in the comment form of that post.
Epilogue - Celebrations//Epic//Thoughts
Erroneous Newspaper Reports - Inconsistency in Newspaper Reporting
Law and Dis- orders of the Society - The Obsolete Judiciary System
Medicinal Facts - Science//Research//Facts
Tag Archives: Cheating
Turning away to look beyond
I am sitting from where I still see someone dropping me home one late evening. The moment and several more preceding that became perfect reminders to who I am. Yearlong period of yearning and wishing had met fulfillment in that one … Continue reading
Ticking off the wish list
I wished three things in the beginning of this year. They were and in the order: Turning my present continuous into past participle Seeing my father Practicing Yoga more often I tick marked the first one off the list in … Continue reading
Left out..
Just finished watching “Bol” Wish I could put up the same question as the lead actress, the narrator herself does in the movie, to my dad.. Ironically, he is still alive and I’m no better than dead. Why killing is … Continue reading
Reading it the correct way!
Behind every successful man, there’s a women.. slogging her a*se off! I know most of you may not have heard about this version. I am almost as certain of the fact that you know this ugly truth for sure; just … Continue reading
Spelling my Liberation
It couldn’t have been any better! There’s so much to share about today. I hope that I remember all of it till I write it down here. I am walking through a newer dimension of discovering my ownself every day. … Continue reading
Brewing Inquietude- II
No sooner Shelly had left, the arena had come alive. All 4 of us were sat in the Living Room, when I had once again suggested hiring a maid for atleast sweeping and swabbing; I was curtly quieted. Inturn, Lady P … Continue reading
Tale of 2 brothers
Disclaimer: Please proceed reading this post at your own risk. The contents of this post maybe distasteful and invoke depression. This post about what happened in 1998; also connects me to my present day. I have restrained my choice of … Continue reading
My Life, while working in Hotel Siddharth
The time I have spent working with Siddharth Hotel wasn’t all that bad either. I have made some good memories too. ~*~*~ Once I had made 15 sales in a month. Thats when I had taken home a salary of … Continue reading
My First Job, of friends and foes- II
While I was settling down into my new Life, Blotch was as if getting sucked out of my days- automatically. He would keep telling me that he would soon find out where I worked. And so..? Create nuisance there too- … Continue reading
My First Job, of friends and foes- I
I had found my Life back. Atleast the realization that I could, had very well set my mind up. Ruby had managed to made me live my Life again. Those few days that I had spent with her, she had spent … Continue reading
Magic- Myth busted
There’s this website – http://www.petrix.com/.. Wait, don’t jump now. You’ll only make a fool of yourself. Read the following- before you check it out- you’ll love the experience.. 😉 I had stumbled upon one such, years back. A couple of … Continue reading
Relation with my Relatives
I still spent my weekends at masi’s place often. Once it so happened that during my stay, Runa had come over with Pradeep (her husband). She had as if completely ignored my greeting her. She had reacted as if I … Continue reading
Gotten Rid Of
This post onwards, “mom” would only be mentioned as a part of my memory. I had lost her forever. With her leaving me; I had as if grown up in fortnight. Quite Literally. The power to “judge” was bestowed upon … Continue reading
Those were the best days of my Life
My mom had as if gone dumbstruck by what I had done. I had felt her changing completely. She had never wanted to know where I was when I was gone for the 2nd time. That was so unlikely of … Continue reading
Sleeping Beauty
The one thing I have developed to do more often and heavily now is Sleeping.. So what? Isn’t that supposed to be a part of Daily Routine? Yes and No. Yes, as in obviously; No, because things were very very different … Continue reading
Being Left Alone
My school- time in LIS is still a blur. Not that I don’t recall the events, but they are best forgotten. Excepting a few incidents and friends- all of which are already mentioned about- I don’t wish to think of … Continue reading
My Writing; Women and Pigeons..
Previous- My Writing and Pigeons My Writing and Women About the Pigeons; here’s the Part- II. I had been for sometime scattering dal seeds for the Pigeons. That was when I was in another of my dreadful phases. Like an unexpected miracle, my life … Continue reading
My Writing and Women
Hindustan Times as it was then, had invited readers to write for a centre spread for Woman’s Day (perhaps) theme being “why I am proud to be a Woman”, in not more than a few lines. I was so excited … Continue reading
Change- over..
Of my school, residence, locality, friends.. wait, were there any? When in 6th, our school was to perform in National School for Scouts and Guides on 12th August- only a day after my birthday. In 7th standard; that happened to … Continue reading
Void Blossoming on Me
8th June, 1988- Wedneday. Evening: Dad had already carried his violin and his few other belongings with him, a few days back. The Green and Yellow double- sided bedsheet, a small knife and his clothes. He had called me and enquired … Continue reading
Child welfare- My A*se
I have been wanting to file a PIL- Public Interest Litigation against Bigamy for sometime now. Please refer my earlier post on Judicial Discrimination about Bigamy Humor within the Law: Bigamy is “non-cognizable”, “bailable” and “compoundable” (and yet, an) offence. In simpler words: No one else … Continue reading
Vacuum growing in Me..
Doorbell rang, Dad had been missing for weeks now; Masi and Mesho had appeared instead. I was sent out of the house just then. I had kept standing with Mona at the Park for 4 hours. I could as if understand … Continue reading
My Happy Days were over
My giggling, chirping days were soon over. They were halted quite abruptly. I had as if grown up suddenly. I could read and understand things. Minutely. I had started to brood. I would often sit and ponder upon mom’s falling … Continue reading
Shaping of my Mind- II
Previous- Shaping up my Mind- I B-4/F-2 Mom had felt uncomfortable staying at the 3rd floor. It hurt her. She felt unfit even after 5 years of her cesarean operation. We had shifted to a 1st floor in the next … Continue reading
Shaping up my Mind- I
Previous- Scars of Early Mishaps- II B-3/T-1 Our Weston B/W TV was bought in 1982; The Godrej refrigerator too. Sumeet Mixer was also bought. I had only reached home when mom had made the Engineer give the Instructions again; she had … Continue reading
Shaping up my Mind- III
Previous- Shaping up my Mind- II Mom often called in my friends around- Nimphiya, Deepu and Sonia for evening parties. Bread- rolls, Stuffed savories and other sweets that she made at home used to be the menu of the evening. … Continue reading
Was that an.. Affair?
30th April- 2006 The last day of my having set foot in Convergys, when I had gone to seek the last of the signatures, (FNF), just as I was about to walkout of the card swiping area at 0 level; … Continue reading
Amputated finally- Homeless Again!!
Previous- Fresh stabs on my bleeding wounds I had grown severely tired of constantly being criticized over every possible thing. My eating of cream biscuits or Maggi or even rice; all of those were looked down upon. Anytime I had bought … Continue reading
Fresh stabs on my bleeding wounds
Previous- Brewing Inquietude I had planned to go over to Ruby’s place for my Birthday celebrations; since, I had not wanted any show- down like my 1st Anniversary. Week- off had coincided with my birthday. Incidentally, we had gone out for … Continue reading
Mismatched Mannerisms of my Marital Abode
Previous- Life after My Marriage It’s without any pun that I have addressed her as Lady P; even though, all she had ever talked about was Periods and Pregnancy. We were invited for lunch, after our wedding, at Pink Town Houses- … Continue reading
Brewing Inquietude- I
Previous- My open wounds At work; I had earned a decent incentive. I had spent my salary buying gifts for everyone at home. Crockery, Grocery and a few suit lengths for aunty P, alongwith a wrist watch for uncle and a … Continue reading
My open wounds
Previous- My 1st Marriage Anniversary We were to board the bus to Jammu from Connaught Hotel at CP. We may have boarded an auto; don’t remember any of that travel. My mind was too occupied. Reaching the Hotel; boarding the … Continue reading
My 1st Wedding Anniversary
Previous- Next 6 months of my Marriage During the 1st year of my marriage, I had tried being- as much “good” as I could. I had celebrated uncle’s birthday in August, Aunty P’s birthday in November, their anniversary in May and … Continue reading
Next 6 months of my Marriage
Previous- Mismatched Mannerisms of my Marital Abode After resigning from Hutch, I utilized my spare time in making handi- crafts. I was branded as Kiddish. One such day when I was upstairs; I heard a knock on my door. Aunty P … Continue reading
Apply for Job @ your own Risk
Read below an article as was published in The Times of India- 21st June, 2010. No information could be googled out related to this article in TOI or otherwise. This instance is not a new one; only the registration of … Continue reading
Life after My Marriage
Previous- My Wedding Day I was somewhat upset. There was this ritual in their family of celebrating the daughter-in-laws’s first cooking venture at her in-laws. They had skipped that. Reasons- I had already taken an initiative to cook since P aunty … Continue reading
My Wedding Day
Previous- Wedding Planner Hemant and his mom- dad had comeover to talk to Ruby’s family, a few weeks before the D-day. They had so wanted to speak with my “elders” to arrange my Wedding. His mother had worn a sulking look … Continue reading
Wedding Planner
Previous: My Pre- Bridal Makeover Two days were all that I had to myself in Rohini, before I would burn my fate while whirling around that holy- fire!! Sarita didi had come over to spend some time with her maternal … Continue reading
My Pre- Bridal Makeover
Previous- My Ganshu Darling I stayed at a rented accommodation on 2nd floor in Malviya Nagar, E- Block then. I owned the whole of the floor. They were one of the very nice Landlords’ that I have come across. Ajay … Continue reading
End of My Affair
This one’s the 1st of the series of My Wedding Part II It had now been 3 years of our affair; or relationship that it actually was. I had completely given up on him. I had stopped seeing him, as … Continue reading
Searching for my Dad in the Haystack
Previous- A Gift for Dad; I Love.. ……………………………………………… I have been paused; but not for long – The 2 Notice Envelopes that I had sent to DAD have comeback with some scribbling in Punjabi. I am yet to catch hold … Continue reading
RTI- Divulging IIIrd Party Information
Read below the two articles as published in Hindustan Times about Right to Information Act- RTI. I had been denied the copy of my Father’s Service Book; he was employed with National Textiles Corporation and has been absconding since last … Continue reading
A Gift for “My Dad”; I love
I feel so sorry that “my” Dad missed out on an opportunity of claiming mom’s Peerless Amount of Rs.4.96 lacs. Continue reading
An Ode of Respect for Dad..
The feelings emotions that I harbored for him for close to 3 decades, is now due for a major spill over. For all the words that became dumb and all great respect that I could not bestow upon him because of his being absconding, and that he still is; I owe him this, it is due to him— Continue reading
Giving Back at the Atrocities- An Initiation
To be able to trace my Dad’s whereabouts after he had abandoned me & mom in 1989 was nothing short of a miracle. I had practically lost my sleep & appetite over & just been focusing on finding his whereabouts. They say Thoughts do create vibrations in the Universe to achieve the Level of your Energies. Keeping up my faith was all I could. Continue reading
Scars of early Mishaps- II
I would often wonder when this whole episode would last till. A classmate who sat behind my seat tried to scare me for a small piece of chocolate. Mom had advised me against carrying that darn piece of bar to school. “If you don’t share the chocolate with me, I would ride my bike on you when I grow up..!”, he said. “Well, you need to grow up 1st”, said I and soiled my teeth brown with the cocoa bar while he watched me empty the 5star wrapper. Continue reading
Scars of the early Mishaps- I
Once all three of us were walking by the lane. My mom wore a Dark Magenta Silk Saree with Huge Black motifs, I was on my dad’s lap. Oh I loved it. This was my pre- school days. I happen to crave for an ice- cream & my dad bought a raspberry candy. Continue reading
Why is Identity declared with Father’s Name?
Why is it mandatory to write Father’s Name; isn’t woman also a natural parent? Are we even aware of the SC ruling; Supreme Court has already declared that Mother is a Natural Guardian. Continue reading
"Either..; or.."
Just what is Love? Is it either how you felt then, or how you feel now.. Or may be not.. Continue reading
My Dad isn’t the only one to have abandoned his child
My Father isn’t the only one to have abandoned me. Its more than prevalent all across our country. I wish I could advocate them and get the cruelty committed against them brought out in Public and the offender taken to task.. Continue reading
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