Dreams !

I like changes in my life … I don’t wont my life tp play same CD all the time ! But one thing I notice about the blog title whenever I open my blog is the quote by Mr.Abdul Kalam … which I like the most, that I have not changed it for a long time… ( Once I think I clicked on edit .. n I was searching for some better quote .. but naa .. first time Google was of no help to me !! ) And I love that quote .. and till my dreams n I m there .. it wont change ….

Dreaming … I love to dream .. n I m sure evry1 does …

Wiki says Dreams are a succession of images, sounds or emotions that pass through the mind during sleep.


Whatever … I believe in Mr. Kalam’s quote fully .. Dreams are meant to give your thoughts some charge …. Give your actions a speed … Some people don’t believe in dreams , they say they never come true.. they are like mirage , illusions which are false .. n when they don’t come true.. you will stop believing in them . I don’t say that my all dreams come true … my those dreams where I have fallen from heights a 100 times , if had come true … (would I have been writing this ..? :D ).


“Dreams are like stars...you may never touch them, but if you follow them they will lead you to your destiny.”

Dreams are not the only ones which hit you at night in sleep .. but dreams are those which you see when you are not sleeping & they don’t allow you to sleep till they come true. This are the dreams only which make you clean the dust settled on brain … which make you realize that you can do something which you have not done in your entire life … which make you work harder then you had worked for board exams … which make you think of all possibilities required to achieve the dream , which you may not have thought while playing chess also

There are people who dream … and they just dream ! No !!

Dreams should be chased … like never before … chase in a way so that the dream should chase you back … chase it so that U & DREAM should be in DEADLOCK till your dream jumps into your present !!

Dreams are your secret admirers .. they cant harm you .. they will just get the best out of you ..

I don’t have much experience with life … But I don’t know …. there is something about this dreams .. which make me feel I m special … different .. and if they don’t make you feel special .. see that you do it !

The question is whether my dreams will remain with me forever … like they are part of me … ? [I wud luv that ;) ]

माझा winter cool :P:P

whats wrong with da rains ... ? cmon do we have to remind GOD that its WINTER !!
I wrote this poem today morning .. On the way to panjim near the fields u ppl must have seen these small light pink flowers ... i was thinking what she must be telling GOD ... wanna knw ?? check out

माझा winter cool :P:P

झोपले होते मस्त गुलाबी ड्रेस घालून ..

काय मिळालं तुला देवा पावसाचा माझ्यावर वर्षाव करून ??

ह्या पावसाने आपला डाव साधला

मला भिजलेली बघून डोळ्यात पाणी काढून हसला !!

माझं प्रेम आहे रे winterवर

फिदा आहे मी त्याच्या अदावर

पाऊस मेला इतका का जळतोय

आम्हाला मिळण्यापासून रोखून ठेवतोय .. :(

किती वेळ पडत राहणार आहेस दुष्टा

तुझे पण दिवस संपतील

winter माझा एकदम cool आहे :P

कड्याक्याच्या थंडीच्या रात्री येतील!!

The farewell Doms gave me .... she did plan it ... yes .. into a flop .. LOL

[Note : Let me tell u guys I had thought of writing this the same day doms(domnica) gave me terrible farewell... but I forgot n I met her recently in bus .. n she reminded me about it all over again (making fun of me ? ... I am telling entire world what u did!! :P)]


Oh yes... my farewell ... flashback .... one month back .. date is not important !
So I was working in NIO ...and it was time to leave since my tenure had got over .. n we(friends) decided to go out for lunch ..

Although it was my farewell ... I  was deciding upon places. I suggested some places in Miramaar , one nice restaurant with sea view at Donapaula itself , but that was closed in rainy season so we dropped that idea.

Now Doms came up with idea of a restaurant "GOAN DELICACY" in Donapaula..(Let me tell you people never go to have food here !! ). She told me her friends have been there ... food is good ! And as long the food is good I am happy ..!

So we started from NIO to go to this hotel at around 1. This restaurant is situated on the sea side but you need to hunt for the place. You need to walk a distance till your legs stop coordinating with your body ! ;) Then we reached a place which had a view more of a house and less of a restaurant but anyways ... I liked the sea view .... and yes there are many things which I dint like !!

We saw the menu ... n ordered soup .. chicken 65 , kalamari , fried rice , roti and chicken xacuti .. ! And I was really hungry after walking the distance and was waiting for food.

Arrived the soup ... which was horrible ... (later described by dipti as soup of sm bird's wings which had flue !! :D )... I dint know this was the start of nightmare ...

Then not only the starters arrived ... but rice and main course also .. (Think the waiter wanted to tell .. just eat n get lost ! p.s. I hate the waiter .. wanna kill him )

I controlled myself ..n just glanced over the dishes ... I had not seen a horrible chicken 65 .. chicken fried with tadka of mustard seeds n dry red chillies on top ! [ Goan delicacy changed the recipe .. poor chicken 65 .. ] Wanted to slap him 65 times !!

Next was the rice ... I dunno for how many days that fried rice was there in their kitchen. I knew the taste of it before tasting. I could make out it was undercooked !!

Chicken Xacuti ... ! Please .. this is Goan specialty my dear Goan delicacy .. you should have  not disappointed me in this case at least .. I think even  I will make it better if  I try ! Yes !
And rotis were made by chef's grandfather and preserved for years ... to drive away the customers ... !

What the hell !! I and my other two friends were frowning at the waiter as well as Doms ... Yes .. I am sure Doms had planned something with the waiter to make this farewell lunch a terrible thing ! The waiter came and I couldnt resist telling him "Excuse me , How old is this fried rice ?" Damn ... This waiter instead of feeling guilty , started smiling which then turned into a sarcastic smile. I could make out he was thinking "Finally got rid of the Fried Rice ! Ha Ha !!"
We somehow ate two tablespoons of each dish and just started to got out. I wanted to get out of there.

The main Waiter came with the bill n we all told him frankly "The food was terrible man !! " And guess what .. he had this look on his face "Terrible food ? In my restaurant !! impossible ... Have you  people tasted fried rice anytime ?" Good that he dint dare to open his mouth in front of me !!

We started walking the distance again ... And let me tell you people ..we dint bother who was watching us .. all of us burst out laughing .. at how terrible a lunch can be .. we were laughing like mad .. maybe we trying to get rid of frustration ...

And Doms i will not forgive you and the waiter !! :P:P

JUST LIKE THAT ....

Well before u start reading and wonder what this is about… whatever I am gonna write now is actually abt nothing… nothing special… so JUST LIKE THAT (don’t blame me for writing .. my frnds have  spoiled my weekend successfully .. Sunday is gonna be working day .. so I cant help being like this )

 Spoiled weekend are one of the worst things that hv started happening in ma life recently…  came home today … had food .. was hungry bt dint like it … playing songs now … that makes me feel better … n ya it did .. n wanted to finish reading eclipse …. So aaj raat eclipse ke naam

But I have seen the movie eclipse so I don’t have that exciting feelin inside me… that’s y I m slow this time… n I can see Thousand Splendid Suns by Khaled Hosseini in my cupboard…. I don’t know whats about this book that I don’t mind reading it again .. now also same thought is running in my mind… I have read this book 4 times … n every time i read  it makes me realize … we complain a lot about our simple life which we find complicated , bad , unhappy etc etc … but u read this n u will find what WORST is .. n how lucky u r … being an Indian … being an independent ..  whats like living with parents .. whats like having many friends … whats like having food of your choice .. marrying person whom you love ..  whats the difference between a girl n India and a girl in Kabul…  k u ppl may find it sad…

 But what I believe is … think better , things will be good .. hope for the best .. never loose hope.. never stop trying … believe in someone … don’t loose faith in that belief

There are some things I wanna do …

I want to go for picnic in open jeep … I want to go to Malvan n taste malvani fish n mutton… I want to get rid of my fear of height… I want kitten in my flat … I want to paint my room myself… I want to have copy of every novel I read n show off :D  … I want to see if chandani chawk is really exciting … I want to see India_pak border .. . Ok mom is calling me

Well I think after reading this .. jo bache kuche  7 followers hai mere blog ke who bhi chod denge mhuje :D sorry guys

Bhau Mama

Just two days back i heard the sound of airplane and the first thought which entered in my memory was of "BHAUMAMA".......

Bhaumama was my grandmother's elder brother. ( He was my father's mama actually but i used to call him by same name . ) His full name is Purushottam Keshav Shenvi Kakodkar. He was a Member of Parliament in both the Lok Sabha and Rajya Sabha. You can read more => Purushottam Kakodkar The link between airplane and him is because of the fact that was imprinted on my mind when i was kid by my granny 'MAEE'. When MAEE had mentioned to me , just once , that Bhaumama travels in airplane , i had fixed it in my mind that in every airplane that goes , there must be Bhaumama inside . ( how foolish i was ! ) Every time the airplane went i used go running out of the house yelling 'Bhaumama .. Bhaumama...'.

Bhaumama .. though he was there in my life for a very short time ... i remember him very very clearly. The first thing that comes to my mind is his white khadi clothes and the peculiar fragrance that he used carry on his khadi clothes . He used to always wear khadi long sleeves shirt and pant , black boots , thick black color framed spectacles ( he was the same every time and i cannot imagine him in any other outfit ) . Whenever he used to come in our house , he used get his ambassador car which was another attraction for me.

He used to enter house with wide smile , I always in front to greet him , then MAEE ( he used to call her by name KALYAN ) and then Baba & others. Every time he came home , i remember him getting chocolates(foreign :) ) and story books . He was one person who spoke a lot about education from his heart and was one of those people who have goddess 'sarswati's varadhast' ( though that time i used to not understand what he used to say ).

He has directly or indirectly influence on my personality , my command on language( esp Devanagari ). He was the one to encourage me to learn Sanskrit when i was in 2nd standard . I remember very clearly ... Once when we had visited his flat in Panjim , very small flat with hall which was more like his office having office table , a sofa in front , gallery on one side facing the road and exactly opposite kitchen ( used to have every time the 'vah taj tea' used to call it dip dip ). He had one photo frame of 'OM' on one wall and Gandhiji and Indira Gandhi on other walls. He had made me read the first sloka in sanskrit



I had read it for the first time with his help and second time without his help. That very moment he had given Baba many small slokaas which he had , and told me to learn them along with their meaning . And the slokaas were learned by one method in 3 steps : 'PATH' , 'TONDPATH' and 'MUKHODGAT'. No fumbling for words ..

I did it very fast and he was impressed and he gave more slokaas to recite. Then he told me to learn 'aadhyay'(lessons) from 'bhagwat geeta' .. aadhyay 13th , 15th and the longest 18th . I had learned them all and participated in many competitions. I remember because of this competitions in which i took part , i had got rid of stage fear.

You will find much to read about him in books because he was a freedom fighter . But what i have written here are my childhood memories of Bhaumama. I consider myself very lucky to have him in my life.

RAINS :

So finally the rains have replaced the heat n they have taken control f entire state. The word "RAIN" itself gives nice , cool n chill out feeling na ..?



RAINS -> water...
RAINS -> its all green
RAINS -> refreshing smell of mud
RAINS -> masti
RAINS -> getting drenched
RAINS -> having garam garam bhajii...
RAINS -> carrying unwanted wet umbrella
RAINS -> try ur best not to open ur own umbrella n get into ur frnds umbrella ( frnds r very imp. :-D )
RAINS -> Traffic jam
RAINS -> You dont get LIFT easily ;-)
RAINS -> people in bus stare at u as if you r the only one who got wet
RAINS -> At least one umbrella is lost
RAINS -> Buy new umbrella , rainy shoes , rain coat
RAINS -> trying out ice cream also.. (try out)
RAINS -> Sleep like a cat with your fav. blanket ...hmmm i am feeling sleepy now

So... what rains mean to u people ? ;-)

On Father's Day

Didn't know what to give dad n was not interested in giving same old gifts like shirt piece , watch , shoes n all that. Gave this and he liked it a lot! There are some spelling mistakes bcz I am not good in marathi writing. See if you people like it.

BABA

सगळ्यांसाठी जो dad आणि pappa आहे
तो माझ्यासाठी माझा बाबा आहे
लहानपणी माझे वडील आणि
आत्ता म्हाझा best friend आहे
असा म्हाझा बाबा आहे

college मधल्या मुलांसाठी तापट सर आहे
माझ्यासाठी मायेचा झरा आहे
यश आहे तेव्हा प्रोत्साहन हा देत आहे
दुखाच्यावेळी पाठीवर हाथ फिरवणारा पहिला हाच आहे
असा म्हाझा बाबा आहे

आईने केलेल्या पक्वन्नामध्ये खोड काढणारा आहे
आणि मी केलेल्या trial पदार्थांवर ताव मारणारा आहे
म्हाझ्यासाठी म्हाझा favourite शिक्षक आहे
तर त्यांच्या शिक्षकांचा उत्तम विद्यार्थी आहे
असा म्हाझा बाबा आहे

म्हाझ्या स्वप्नांना शक्ती देणारा आहे
म्हाझ्यात देवाची आस्था जागवणारा हाच आहे
सरस्वतीची आराधना करणारा आहे
५८व्या वर्षी PHD करण्याचं धाडस धाखवणारा असा तोच आहे
असा म्हाझा बाबा आहे

आज म्हणे father's day
मला काय दयावं तेच कळत नाही आहे
मला जे वाटलं तेच लिहीलं आहे
असाच म्हाझा बाबा आहे

by Namrata