As good as it gets... :)

 I was never a dog person nor did i wish to be one..

There is this little Pug named 'Uno', which came into my no-pet historical life. 
I have known him for a more than a month now and i must say that it has finally compelled me to change my opinion about having a pet.

 I still remember how scared i used to be of the puppy initially, which was supposed to be only a month old then. I used to leave the basin with half washed utensils in it instantly running and jumping to a higher level (bed) whenever it came running towards me. As time went by i found myself knitting a sweater for him. The good thing is that i completed knitting it on time. The ugliness of the sweater is not the problem but it is  too large for him now. My friend promised to make him wear it when it fits him properly in future. (I usually get bored halfway through the knitting project and this is therefore kind of a milestone in my life).

 I'm just glad that at least some change has finally taken its place in my life, a good one, for which i was worried that it had started to get too monotonous. Today, when Uno is 3 months and 7 days old, he has left Delhi for his new home in Arunachal pradesh with his rightful owner.

I never even imagined I'll be saying this but i will miss him. Its annoying when change happens 'cause one is helplessly forced to accept and adapt to it but when its a good one it starts to make us wonder how much things can change in just few months. It's just amazing. :)

This is Uno. Usually we have to ask him more that once to make him sit at his place.Last night as he was left alone with me he started to follow me to my bathroom.  I asked him to sit by pointing at him and he obediently listened to me at once and sat down at its place, a meter away from me. This caught my eyes. As i knew he is leaving today, it made me all emotional and senti senti then. I hope to meet him again someday when i go back to my hometown as well. So far, as for me, though he has his own wild side, he is the sweetest dog on earth. He will always remind me of the Jack Nicholson, Helen Hunt movie, 'as good as it gets'. Lots of love....!! :) 

My boring PG ghar and me

Okay, this is me trying my best to bring about a change in my writing.

I came to Delhi last year on august 25th and have been staying in various paying guest homes since then. Now I have shifted to the 4th p.g., of which whenever i mention about to my friends and family they like to make fun of me inquiring if that's my new pastime. After i had shifted my luggage that fine evening, i discovered that the Airtel network in this new place sucks as the rooms are located on the basement like as if its a refugee camp. i Share the room with 4 other girls with a provision of a single bathroom, which i have to share with 4 more girls making it 9 including me. Anyone will wonder why the hell am staying in such place if i don't like it. Well, Its the food which binds me to a place. I tried staying with my friends in their rented place  for a month or more but i ended up falling sick. As most of my friends are already aware about I've got a very sensitive stomach. Health is my priority after my family and friends and I wouldn't compromise on it .If i put it in other words actually my health and friends rank the same on my list. No offense!! That's as selfish as i can get... (smirking....) I don't want to sound greedy but food IS IMPORTANT to me... ha-ha...

As for me, most of my days starts with a hasty me grabbing my lunch box and speeding up towards the metro station. Even if i stay over at my friend's place, who lives 800 m away from my P.G., i call up the owner to pack my breakfast and lunch before i can get there and as far as my determination is concerned, i don't mind waking up early and walking all the way up to my cave just to get my food in my bag before i reach metro.

Ever since I've shifted to this new P.G. I have turned into a pessimist (my previous post clearly proves it). I am quite a talkative person by nature but I'm finding it difficult to mingle with my room mates. Probably because most of them are still in college and their topic of discussion doesn't enchant me at all.. I have only one person to talk to, a girl working in an international aviation company, and all we discuss about is our career,bathroom cleanliness, her boyfriend and my office happenings. Trust me, if there were spy cameras around, these five headlines would have been telecast as a repeat and it would have been a flop. Sometimes for a change I talk about my hair, skin and the cosmetics.That's all.

Note: There's only one plug point in my room, i have put my laptop to charge only once and i wait for my turn to charge my mobile every evening.Though last week was a milestone for i have successfully managed to finally completely knit something for someone in my life [4th attempt ever since my childhood]. Guess what, it's a mini sweater for a pet dog. I shall upload the picture soon. :)

 I am actually highly suspecting that these monotonous activity during the pass few weeks must be the reason why I have become so cranky lately. But i must also mention that with all the downs and few ups in my life since the last few months something good does happen to me once in a while like the unexpected thanksgiving dinner invite last evening , also celebrating one of my friend's gold medal achievement with lots of wine and food. There is no denying the fact that for some reason it has uplifted my mood up to some extent. Even if i rarely acknowledge stuff, i would like to thank almighty god for it and everything else i have been blessed with so far... :)
[oh, there's another reason behind my choice of the new P.G. I shall write about it if it goes well with how i thought it will help me out in future.]

COMPLAINT # 100th!!

People say,good or bad,everything passes by time.All one has to do is 'Wait'. I have been and am still waiting for this phase of my life to end. I'm tired of waiting. If u ask me what i won't have anything to say [that's not exactly true though i console myself thinking its okay being a bit dramatic now and then..^_^!!].

Too much of negative energy around is shadowing the optimism i used to have once. I believe there comes a phase in everybody's life when funny ain't funny anymore. Is this what depression feels like??
 I have been complaining about how frustrating life has become. Trust me you'll find me doing it religiously. Discussing about my problems to my friend did make me realize that there are other important things in life to worry about. Irrespective of whatever the matter was then i still find myself usually tired and confused about almost everything. Tired of worrying. Tired of my temper too an i don't have enough energy left to deal with them..(seriously).

With so many things happening around i discovered few weeks back that i've lost my ATM card (for god's sake!!). Obviously, i have asked the bank person to block my card and did reapply for a new one too. I get the news about the arrival of my new ATM card to the destined address (that's just few minutes back from now) and for a moment then the news brought a smile to my face but few seconds later as if things were not worse enough i realize that i don't remember my newly defined password to my online banking. You won't believe i had just reentered the new password this morning... what the hell...??!! and am blogging about it now. Simply Pathetic!! and the noise pollution coming from the construction works going around here isn't helping at all.. i am confident that i won't be able to recall my password anytime soon (thup thup thup...THU-PP!! c'mon yaar..its evening already And i am going insane!).

Sometimes when i look back at all my blog-posts it really does make me wonder why i never post about something else rather than my rotting complaints.. but i guess its just not happening. People will have to wait for a long time to see the Big CHANGE.. >:O

Done.. :/

Irrespective of the deed, good/bad you do, it’s astonishing how things turn out in life.

There are times when things do go wrong. People say not to take things personally but what I don’t get is how not to take things personally when things starts getting personal. I dont wanna sound paranoid but I feel like my patience is being tested all the time. Nobody likes to be judged. It gets reaaallly frustrating at times.  Dont wanna waste my blog's space  elaborating on that one.

One good thing (i think so) that i've learnt is that Writing helps me maintain my peace and i think i will keep hanging onto it for what it serves.

The Blink

On my way to the office today a thought crossed my mind. What if i die today or any-day without talking to my family and friends ? Changes happen in front of us even in the blink of an eye. All i can wish for is for the technology to develop so extensively high  that one could  continue blogging even from  the other side of the world. The way i write about the complaints i have now and then,no matter how lame they might sound to others, I would like to continue writing about them  until i finally find true PEACE for my soul in the eternal world (i hope it does exist for real)

But seriously I have been having this sudden fear of death since long. The phase of the fear comes and goes without notice.  I tend to imagine stuff that makes me more unready to leave this world.

When i was studying in a catholic school during my early schooling days i can swear that i totally believed in the existence of  God, the Heaven and the hell. Back then i had different matters to worry about. The Afterlife. We were advised to be kind and generous to all and so many things. I was so into it that i used to try very hard to follow what i was taught to believe. For instance, I used to strongly believe and try not to waste my food so that i don't have to go to hell and  come back as a 'bhatakti aatma' to eat it from the waste bin... ha ha... innocence i must say.

The thought of Death when u look at it in a scientific way its sad. From ashes to soil fertilizer... :X I cant say if its the influence of the movies showing but for sure i have always thought about it. If u ask me now I'd say I prefer the idea of the spiritual world.

I know i sound insane and silly but its just a thought. A thought which i felt was important enough to write down about. :)

In case you all are wondering about the Title I've given to this post, well... I enjoyed naming it though it doesn't make much sense..ha ha...

2012

Not that it matters to anyone but i just wanted to wish myself and my blogger friends A VERY HAPPY AND PROSPEROUS NEW YEAR 2012.... :)

just a thing: my experience and imaginary world

-  changing the metro route from new Delhi and then taking the Airport link route is awesome.. its like taking the route to Hogwarts school via the king's cross railway station platform no. 9 3/4th.. (harry potter) :D

-  staring at people with a pair of sunglasses on and sitting in a rickshaw is fun too.. the feeling of being invisible and a chance to stare back at people who usually annoyingly stares at you 4 no good reason... its like the way i have always imagined how it would have felt wearing Harry potter's invisibility cloak.. i was pretty excited though some blunder did  follow later on (of course  my friend who was accompanying me did not approve of my idea as the guy sitting next to me happened to be an Arunachali , which i did not care to notice as i was so overwhelmed with my invisibility cover on ) :)

- Also, if anybody wants to experience a space shuttle,  try sitting alone in the back seat of the moving 'dus sawari wala' share auto in the palam - bijwasan wala rugged road. Its a Torture...