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Sheila and me

What we did for the last two days.. I managed to drop coffee on my couch. She only dropped water on herself.. She seems to be improving..
We’re so alike that Oscar said that if she was a man, I could’ve married her!

Nah!!!! hehehe

We went out for lunch yesterday to this amazing restaurant! Great decor, great buffet, great food and really reasonable prices..! I’m so glad that the two of us were together coz’ it was quite a classy restaurant and if you are going to embarass yourself its always better to have a partner in crime.. we went a little crazy over the desserts but that shouldn’t come as a surprise! and I did not drop anything! Atleast I dont remember doing something like that.. lol

We hung out at the mall after that.. and we spent most of our time at Landmark checking out Fairy tales and books that teach you colors and stuff. My favorite was a book of fairy tales by Disney. I want to go back to being a kid. They have so many fun things now to play with…

We were considering buying a board game so that we could stay up late and play but just the two of us playing sounded a little boring so we didnt go ahead with it. Its all oscar’s fault.. He refused to come play Scrabble and Scotland Yard with us!

We bought some icecream from the Gelato place and the guy gave us a lot more than he was supposed to.. and the other guy asked him why he did that and he said something like ‘when beautiful girls buy something you should give them a lot more’.. We ran away as fast as we could. Scary old uncles..

Sheila’s friend is acting in a movie and we.. actually Sheila wants to help him generate revenue for the movie. Its called MP3- Mera Pehla Pehla Pyar. Her friend plays the role of the main character’s friend. Something like that.

I was up til 4.30 am last night coz’ Somebody couldnt sleep! *grrrr*

Today, we cancelled our plans to go shopping and stayed back home to cook lunch instead. That was a disaster story from the start. I had to defrost chicken and we are both so terrible that Sheila had to call her boyfriend at work and ask him how to do it. Then, we found that we needed flour and I didnt have any. I called the store downstairs and they sent me some and I sifted it to find that there were worms in it. We should have stopped there but we decided we had to eat something and we forced ourselves to believe that the worms could not pass thru the sieve..*yuck..I am never buying flour from that place again* Our first kadai was too small for the gigantic pieces of chicken and we had to transfer the chicken with the boiling oil into a bigger and flatter pan. By the end of it, we had oil, flour, eggs etc. everywhere.. The chicken was well cooked on the outside *looked a lot like KFC* but undercooked inside. *UGH* I didnt know what to do with it.. so we ate the crust and threw away the rest.. The whole thing took an hour and a half and it was past 3.30 when we sat down to lunch.
Conclusion- I am not ready for cooking and taking care of a house. I am just going to leave that to my mom. The good tihng is we didnt burn the house down.. My mom would go nuts if she saw the house like this.. but what she doesnt know wont hurt her
I managed to clean up most of it.

Thats all we have done upto now. I sincerely hope we dont have anymore “interesting” adventures

We’re finally going to KFC as a group from Church on sunday.We’ve arranged for cars *there is  no way that i’m taking a train* and even asked around for what the Vegetarians and the fish-tarians could eat.. We’ve been planning this for months and Maju (my cell group/housechurch leader) is the most excited! We even taught her 2 year old to say KFC.. although it sounds like KF-G

We might even go to Water Kingdom on Tuesday.. but we’re not too sure about that.. coz’ most people cant get an off from work.. Sheesh.. The worst excuse I’ve heard til now is- I”‘m tanned already and spending a day at Water Kingdom would make it worse..” *roll eyes* .. I happen to think ‘Dark’ is beautiful too!

This is really important and I need your help..We want to have a theme party or something for the youth and friends that they might want to bring along. Nothing too elaborate. very casual.. with a nice theme.. that we can make happen inspite of the rains.. Which means the fancy dress thing is out. No one’s going to dress up and risk getting soaked on their way to the party. If you have any ideas or anything that you might have organised before let me know! I really need ideas and I need them soon.

Thoughts

I’ve been thinking about what it means to be holy. It goes beyond just saying the right things and being an all-round nice person. It’s more of a heart issue. You could be all clean on the outside and still be really filthy on the inside. It takes a lot of effort to keep your attitudes in check. To be truthful.
 This is something I really struggled with. I was the sort of person who could lie at the drop of a hat. I came up with the craziest lies just so that I would be accepted by people and it was only God who helped me get out of that. Today, Im at a place where even when I’m tempted to lie, I usually speak the truth and bear the conseqences…Its really difficult somettimes but I’m grateful that i’ve not been judged when I have fallen. I really am swimming in grace!
but what about those lies that we say when we dont want people to know we’ve been hurt or things like “no, that does not look bad on you.”
I’m not saying that we should be really “frank” (read: rude) and say whatever we think its right.. but what are we suposed to do????

Shannon was sharing this Sat on going back to your first love.back to the way things were . Back when your friends made fun of you for getting all ‘holy’ all of a sudden, when being in his presence meant everything. When things were a lot less complicated.. when politics in the church didnt really matter. When everything was about Christ.. Everything was for him. All you could talk about was Jesus and what he had done for you and you didnt care what people thought. I want that back. I want to go back to being a little girl.. who could trust so easily, who loved with a pure heart.. no strings attached. Back to the arms of my father… back where I belong.

Sheila is here. And right upto now, I’ve managed to drop Coffee on the couch and make peanut butter sandwiches for Sheeliya and Justin. We’re supposed to be going out for lunch to prevent the house from burning down.

I am so sleepy. I really have to start sleeping better. I slept at 4 am last night and woke up 8.30 am! Even Justin is starting to get worried now. Tonight, No TV, no Sitting online, No phone calls, No yapping with Sheila, no midnight snacks.. ONLY sleep! i love sleeping…

Mom should be back on the 7th of June… thats the day that the monsoons are supposed to hit our city! Finally! Im so tired of the heat.. Its jaan-leva! *hehehe i dont really know what that means..*

Im so tired…. zzzzzzzz

 

So, today was interesting. Went out with Oscar and Eben to the mall *again*.. Cant help it. We get bored quickly and oscar needed to buy something. I didn’t buy anything! So proud of myself! 

Today’s purpose was to get atleast one good pic of me. After many many many trials I found one..which I’ll put up later along with a video we made for the blog.

Sheila came home tonight… I met her after one whole year. And she didnt notice my braces for awhile.. maybe ppl cant see them! There is still hope for me!

I have to go find out what to do about my studying out of India thing. I’ve been trying to get out of doing anything becaue I’ve been scared of leaving home and everything I love. I dont know if I’ll be able to adjust.. I dont know if I’ll make any friends. What if people are really mean and they dont talk to me! I really dont know why im always so negative and so scared of trying anything new and different. but i have to do something. I cant sit like this any longer. Time’s running out. Dad’s getting angry.

Tomorrow, I’m going to be spending the whole day with Sheila… Wonder what we’ll do. She mentioned something about ‘chaddigiri’. lets see…

 

Sleep trouble

I am so tired. I have these really dark cirlces under my eyes… its not really my fault.. Ok it kinda is. Thursday night, I slept at 5 or 6 am. i dont remember why.. I think I was reading a detective novel.
Friday night was Maju’s bday cum sleepover.. So that meant staying up late again. mostly coz’ maju’s 10 yr old son Sheal, seemed to think I wanted to stay up and play NFS on his gameboy. KIDS! where do they get their energy? Dont say Chocolate coz’ its never worked for me. Saturday night, I was up til 1 coz’ I was having important convos on the fone. Sunday morning, Bablu woke me up at 6.30 am because he wanted to speak to Justin! So during Pastor’s message yesterday, I was really afraid I would fall asleep… which is not great coz’ I was in the second row. but i survived. I didnt fall asleep. I didnt snore. I didnt embarass myself! Go christine!

Last night, I was up til 6 am watching TV. I slept for four hours after that. and Im not feeling all that sleepy! I dont know how I do it!
 
I have to tell you this… so that you can make fun of ishan next week. Ishan’s sister is studying in vancouver, Canada. I heard about the Hillsongs United concert and I asked him if she had gone for it. You should’ve seen his face. She went for the concert and the darling sister that she is, she called him from the concert. She was having such a great time that she wanted him to be a part of it. So she held up her phone for him to hear for himself how great the concert was. he waited a whole minute and a half before finally hanging up.. I dunno.. maybe he thought he could hear something if he really concentrated… hahahhaha!!!! Ira- Thankyou for doing that. You have made me so happy!

Im going for Shrek the third and POTC-3 on Friday. First day first show. So that no one can ruin either movie for me! Im so excited!!!

Sheila’s going to be with me for a few days. Its been a whole year since I last saw her! We really have to work on keeping in touch.

Phir bhi dil hai hindustani

So often, All I do is complain about things in India.. the filth, the traffic, the corruption.. but sometimes I just have to sit back and say..
no matter what, I love this country, I could never imagine living anywhere else in the world. India is still home.  

Phir bhi dil hai hindustani I couldnt find a really good translation to the song.. If anyone can manage to find one.. that would be great! I love this song!

I cant be bothered to think of a good title

I am king by nature. trust me i was not a part of sunami or bomb blast. I am bluddy good looking when girls close their eyes.  -@nking79***lionking.

This is some guy who sent me a friend request on Orkut. Why in the world did he think I’d even bother???

So today, I was in a lousy mood coz’ no one had any time to meet me. But I just decided I had to meet someone And I picked Oscar and later Eben found that he could come too. So we hung out at Inorbit. Its been a long time since I went window shopping with guys and this time I was really nice and I did not take them to any stores that could embarass them. I even went and stood patiently while Oscar checked out laptops and some Graphic thing you can use to design stuff on *I forgot the name*..

I want a laptop now. I’ll need it sometime in life right? 

Had a good time talking. I hadnt seen them for quite some time and there was a lot that we had to talk about. but I have to come back with my mom coz’ I saw some really nice kurtis and I have to.. I mean.. it would be nice to buy a few. *I’m working on not spending too much money.*

But most of the time, I cant help it. Girls are a lot more high maintenance. Most guys think that looking pretty takes no effort. But it does.. It takes time, money and Effort! So, before you think of asking that really cute girl out, make sure you have a really well paying job or father *any one will do* and the source of your income has to be stable over a period of time. 

On the way back home, I was thinking of how driving on Bombay streets truly was an achievement. You have to think fast, make sure your car doesnt hit anyone or fall into the ditch on the other side, save fuel.. therefore drive fast *thats Oscar’s idea and in a strange way it does make sense*

The thing here is that we dont have sidewalks.. *even if we do, there are people sleeping there or selling stuff so we cant really use that* which means that there are a lot of people who are just walking on the road, crossing whenever and wherever they want to *we dont have the zebra crossing thing in the suburbs, thats only in “town”*. These people are either deaf or they think that horns are musical instruments coz’ they do not respond to them no matter how long you bajao the stupid horn. You have to stick your head out of the window and yell gaalis at them.. this is usually the only thing that gets their attention!

Sitting inside a rickshaw is really scary sometimes coz’ rikshaw drivers dont really care whether the passenger dies of a heart attack. They drive like they’re the kings of the road. There is no seatbelt, no handle bar to hold on to.. nothing. Its like being in a rollercoaster that’s lost control. Scary.

Josh has moved on. I must too. I could atleast try..

I’ll end with something that I read that really had me laughing for a long time-
                                 Save a tree -eat a beaver. 

You know you are from Mumbai (Bombay) when

1. You say “town ” and expect everyone to know that this means south of Churchgate.

2 You speak in a dialect of Hindi called ‘Bambaiya Hindi’, which only Bombayites can understand.

3. Your door has more than three locks.

4. Rs 500 worth of groceries fit in one paper bag.

5. Train timings (9.27, 10.49 etc) are really important events of life.

6. You spend more time each month traveling than you spend at home.

7. You call an 8′ x 10′ clustered room a Hall.

8. You’re paying Rs 10,000 for a 1 room flat, the size of walk-in closet and you think it’s a “steal.”

9. You have the following sets of friend: school friends, college friends, neighborhood friends, office friends and yes, train friends, a species unique only in Bombay.

10. Cabbies and bus conductors think you are from Mars if you call the roads by their Indian name, they are more familiar with Warden Road, Peddar Road, Altamount Road.

11. Stock market quotes are the only other thing besides cricket which you follow passionately.

12. The first thing that you read in the Times of India is the “Bombay Times” supplement.

13. You take fashion very seriously.

14. Hookers, beggars and the homeless are invisible.

15. You compare Bombay to New York’s Manhattan instead of any other cities of India.

16. The most frequently used part of your car is the horn.

17. You insist on calling CST as VT, and Sahar and Santacruz airports instead of Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport.

18. You consider eye contact an act of overt aggression.

19. Your idea of personal space is no one actually standing on your toes.

20. Being truly alone makes you nervous.

21. You love wading through knee deep mucky water in the monsoons, and actually call it ”romantic’.

22. Only in Bombay , you would get Chinese Dosa and Jain Chicken.

23. You always argue with Delhites that Mumbai is way better than Delhi

24. You still refer to the city as Bombay not Mumbai. (credit Opher Moses 24,25,26)

25.You love bragging about the filmstars and cricketers you’ve seen

26. Most of your freinds have underworld connections

27. Every three months you look at your street and say “Why’re the digging the road again?”

28. “Change” is Chillar, “Ditching” is a Kalti and “Trouble” is Jhol.

29. “Gheun Tak” is your life ideology.

30. You have been shoo’d away from Marine Drive at 3am by the cops because of an “Unlawful gathering of persons”

31. You actually pay for your rickshaws by the meter.

32. You actually think 30Rs for a Sada Dosa is pretty reasonable.

33. when you spent 6 hours of your day in school and another 3 hours in tuitions. 

34. if you played cricket matches against another building for 5 rupee bets.

35. if you lost tons of MRF rubber balls.

36. when u call cops kaka’ and they let u go if u show of ur marathi speaking skills

37. Amitabh Bachan’s house is a landmark.

38. You have been to Matheran or Mahabaleshwar during the summer vacations

39. You see men (not gay apparently) holding hands and walking in the street.

40. The note to coin changing machine at Churchgate station is idolized.

41. During cricket season all the roads are blocked because people in the streets are looking at television screens in display windows.

42. Automatic vending machines have a sales person sitting next to it just to help you.

43. There are more movie tickets being sold in black than at the ticket office.

44. It takes longer to get from your house to the station than from one end of Mumbai to another by train.

45. Every cab and rickshaw driver makes small talk with you

46. You see Herd of people walking at four in the morning to Siddhi Vinayak temple.

47. ‘Bun Maska’ and ‘vada pav’ is the staple diet of most collegians.

48. HORN OK PLEASE is written on every truck, tempo and heavy motor vehicle.

49. You cant drive for more than 10 mins without abusing someone

50. “townies” think they need a visa to go past worli to the suburbs

51. When u use the word “yaar” in almost every sentence u speak.

52. You call onion as “kandha” and potato as “batata”

53.You are back to work next day after the city is bombed – Truly the spirit of Bombay

54. you call the cabbies n waiters BOSS

55. you prefer Vada Pav by Jumbo king anyday on comparision with McDonalds burger

56.  u enter mocha/ barista/ Cafe Coffee Day lookin all posh but sit with one drink for 5 hrs till they politely ask u if u “need anythin else”

57. yr idea of a full body massage is wat u get while trying to get off/ board a train at dadar!!!

58. At 3am in morning you can still get wadapav or butter pav bhaji

59. When there’s no place to breathe in the trains but there’s place to play cards and sing bhajans!

60. You snigger every time somebody says “Im going to Grant road!”

61. u call the policemen “MAMU” OR “PANDU”

62. random strangers butt in wen u r discussing cricket or politics or even chicks 2 give their personal (unwanted) opinion

63. There is always one ‘pan-wala’ on the corner of street

64. You keep spare candles in the kitchen just in case there’s a power surge.

65. To you, your watchman doesn’t have a name – you just call him ‘watchman’.

66. You aren’t surprised when somebody throws a water balloon at you while you’re walking on the streets during March.

67. When every rickshaw looks like a personal disco, with neon lights, loud music and pictures of film stars.

68. seeing “Mein Kampf” being sold openly on the streets in abundance seems like a perfectly normal thing to you.

69. you have to pay international roaming fees when you use your cell phone outside of Mumbai.

70. you consider the local train “empty” when you find a spot for your two feet to stand on.

72. You’re suspicious of strangers who are actually nice to you.

Got it from some community on Facebook.. i thought it was quite true. Hats off to you if you made it to the end!

Getting better

I hate pills. I hate the taste they leave in your mouth. I hate having to remember the different times that I have to take them. I really hate them. I already missed a couple today and I really cant be bothered.

After the prayer meet, I felt a little ‘better’ so Justin and I went to Yoko’s for dinner. We only had to wait half an hour for a table! Dinner wasnt really great coz’ I couldn’e bite into anything even a little hard. I had to leave most of my fries untouched.. not the best meal I’ve had. Stupid braces.

The other night, I couldnt sleep coz’ of the braces. All night I kept thinking of why I had to wear them. My teeth werent really bad. i could’ve gotten on in life really fine without having to do this to myself. I just hope I dont have to wear them for too long. Everyone I met had to wear for 2 years or 3 years. I even met someone who wore it for 7 years!! not good news! Where is my pretty china doll face???

Moving on, Movies that I have to watch- Shrek 3.. I loved the movies before and I really hope this one’s good too. but this time I am NOT going with sam. The last time he just sat in the theatre.. he didnt laugh, he didnt even smile!! I cannot watch a movie like that!

Pirates of the Carribean 3- I love Captain Jack Sparrow!

Jhoom Barabar Jhoom- I just want to know why Amitabh B. is dressed like that with a feather in his hat. I really like it. And I want to know why Abhishek looks like a terrorist from Bihar.

But like every other plan i’ve made, this too will probably go down the drain.. I havent watched a single movie in a theatre in the last one year. it was usually because I had no time *thanks to my wonderful profs* and when I was free no one else was. I cant go watch it alone because Im not as pathetic as oscar!

I just want to end with this. This is something I’ve been thinking about.
Your walk with Christ does not depend on how many services you attend during the week, how many Christian books you read, how many songs you’ve written or how many bands you play for. It all just boils down to your relationship with Christ. Do you really know him? He knows you and he wants you to know him.
He wants to give you everything you’ve ever wanted but thought you were unworthy to receive. I know coz’ I’ve been there and I still dont I think deserve anything God has done for me. But he keeps on goving the best no matter what. No one is too good for God. No one is too bad for God. Everyone needs him. Including you and me.

-Enit

Being Sick

I dont how *halo shining brightly* but I got terribly sick on Wednesday. So sick that I finally went to the Doctor on Friday. People who know me know that I dont go to doctors unless I am sure that I’m going to die!

I couldnt sleep all of Thursday night coz’ my stomach was hurting so bad which led me to consider going to the doctor . I stayed up til all the early morning visitors had gone- the dhobi, the garbage lady etc etc. I finally hit the bed at 10 am to try and get some sleep.. and here’s when I got really mad.. someone calls me at 10.45 am. I have no idea who the person is coz’ they didnt tell me their name..[ you know, the games people play when they call you and say- guess who? Dont you know me? how could you forget me? blah blah.. oh how I hate it!!]

Anyway, the call wasnt even for me! it was for justin.. the person *still unknown* wanted to speak to him!!!! Why call me?? Why wake me up?? I yelled at Justin later even though it wasnt his fault.. *Im turning into a mallu mom*.. and tried to get more sleep. This time I switched off my cell phone… but somehow people just need to talk to me. got a couple more calls and had to drop by my cousin’s place.. So by the time I went to sleep it was 2 something in the afternoon.

The phone calls didnt end there.. I got more. I tried being polite. But i just couldnt. Im surprised my friends still talk to me! But this happens all the time and its starting to get really annoying. Either there is something wrong with my sleeping hours during the day or people just need to fins something better to do

Doctor gave me a couple of pills to take. The problem with me is I can never complete a full course of medication. I always stop within a day or two. I guess I just get bored.
Who knows? One of the mysteries of life…

Last night, I was awake again.. I couldnt sleep coz’ my stomach still hurt and the whole time I kept thinking of how much I missed my mom. I had to talk to them.. even though it was almost 2 am. I sent them a msg and they called back… they sounded so worried and Dad kept telling me to not eat anything from the streets, not eat choclate..I dont know how chocolate is connected with a stomach infection but I loved those three minutes.

And then it was over and I was alone again.All by myself on a big bed in a little room.

It just got me thinking about how I thought I could handle this..about how much I was waiting for mom to leave. I even fought with her an hour before we left for the airport. But now, I miss her so much. I want her back. Having her home means I can be sick in peace.. coz’ she’ll take care of the laundry and the dirty dishes and keeping the house clean. Even when I was dying in pain literally, I was thinking of all the clothes that had to be washed or folded or ironed, the dirty dishes in the sink, the bills that had to be paid.. I never knew it was so hard to be a mom.

Dad needs her too..

 and anyway, I have too much of an ego to ask her to come home.