Sunday 31 May 2015

There's something about Rain.


There's something about rain that reminds me of Bangalore. In India I always loved rains when people would take a break from the day and enjoy a cup of tea and hot pakodas just because it is raining. Papa would walk in his white kurta in muddy water and mom would yell from upstairs -'it's all dirty water, come upstairs,' to which papa would respond like a weather reporter -'poora bhar gaya, tolichowki doob jata.' (it's all filled with water, the city will drown). 


It reminds me of my favorite city in India - Bangalore, where I discovered the love of my sisters life 'Jeeju' who took care of me when I was on a bed rest every Saturday's when sis was gone for work. We sat eating the whole box of rasgullas not leaving any for sis. 

I always had the door of the room open so that I could see what everyone's doing from the vents of the gate. The city is the most clean city in India in general, at least the part of area I lived - Koramangla, so you smell the wet earth every time it rained. 

It's been raining a lot here, President Obama declared 'disaster' as death toll went to 21 in texas because of floods, I was thinking Modi is yet to express his thoughts about the heat waves and death toll in India which is more than a 1000 in just a week. 

That's it for this morning.

Friday 22 May 2015

Moms are Moms!


Re post from somewhere else. Because - you always want to go to where you originally belong. Miss Blogging.

Have been sick for more than two weeks now. Have baby sit my neighbors kid who kept playing on the laptop with hi sound. Her mom came back to get her and saw my runny nose and gave this camphor(its a thing used in Hindu ceremonies) also known for purifying air and making breathing easy. That was so sweet of her. :D I crushed this and put it on my bed near the pillow..it has a mild sent.


Moms are Good! :D

Saturday 28 March 2015

It's the Cricket World Cup.

Feels like its been decades since I wrote something. I woke up to watching the video of  thousands of Indians singing the national anthem in the Pak vs Ind world cup match at the opening. It brings you shivers listening to that, I can just imagine what a player goes through with all that pressure and people's hope lying on the team. For a moment I was too excited thinking its the cricket world cup final today, but no! India's not in it. It's time I bring down the decoration in my hall which says 'Chase for the cup begins.'

To be frank I haven't seen a lot of matches this time, but I was closely following it. I haven't been awake at nights, not watched it doesn't  mean I can't whine about India failing its litmus test. I can whine, I have equal rights as Arnab. :P

It's funny how opinions, likes/dislikes change. I was such a huge fan of AG, I use 'was' because I don't follow Times now any more nor do I follow NDTV. 8-9 years back Arnab was that big mouth who wouldn't shy asking bold questions to any neta's or celebrities. He was that guy who spotted politicians playing the blame game, now he's joined the same creed blaming the Indian team for losing the match.

Leaving AG alone coz I don't want to add up to the lot who are yelling at him right now on twitter, facebook, blogs and where not.

I don't have a lot to write as I am becoming boring day by day as one of my friend confessed when I met her after four and a half years. I really want to write but at the same time I don't want to be a depressing blogger missing her family/life back home, I like the blogs I wrote when I was in India, I was a completely different person then.

Ending this with a confused state of mind for who to support in today's finals, when discussed about it with my roommate she yelled at me for supporting Australia as they trashed India out of the world cup. I don't know a lot of players so I don't know why I should support New Zealand.