Yuuuuuummmmmmm

Yummy is all I can say to this! I am enjoying a no-work day at office so just ended up compiling this!! After all, you need food to drive your brain!

Edited later: Sorry! I need to take out these pics becuase its taking a lot of space on the blog. Incase you want to see them, you can do so here. Nothing interesting but just pictures of lots and lots and lots of cakes, my guilty passion and obsession.

How to survive a surgery ( so what if its minor )

How to survive an eye operation!

Don't know if I am doing justice by calling it an operation or a surgery. It was just a 15 minute thing.

Now, to know what a chalazion is, click on this link. Unlike what the website says, I did not opt for the homeopathy treatment and went in for the surgical removal. Owww! Yes, it did hurt once the anesthesia wore off. But it was worth the pain. I am sure none of us want to carry a lump on the eye for the entire life.

Now, it hurts when the injection pricks your eyelid. And you can feel the pressure of the doctor's hand and the strange instruments he is planning to use to turn the eyelid inside out and take out the granuloma. Well, I don't know what granuloma is but that's the term the doctor used.

In 15 minutes, I was looking like a 1/4th mummy( as in the Egyptian Mummy). And then you realize what pain is..Once the anesthesia wears off, it hurts and hurts so much that only a combiflam can ease out those cells.

After that, sleep blissful sleep. When you wake up, you see your eye is not the eye you used to have. Its a huge speedbreaker on the road of your face.

And the same agony will be repeated next week too.

What the hell!

For more information on PCOS: For women

Am I on my way to become a feminist?Eeeks!It gives me jitters just to think about this. I am happy being the kind of person I am.

Why does a BPO life affect our lives in a negative manner? This is a question I have often asked myself and failed to get a reasonable answer. Is it because the human body is really not equipped to handle the change which a night shift brings along? Certainly does not seem so in my case.

The past couple of months have easily wreaked havoc on my system, blessing me with eye infections, PCOS and a recent break up as well. Hmm! That's life as they say.

You cannot always live it happy! But what the hell? Am I so weak that I cant handle a ding in an otherwise normal life?

I can and I will live through this!

PGG is closing

Seems a normal day in life is just as impossible as rains here. (Okay! Finally its raining but we had to wait pretty long for it)

PaGalGirL is closing down and for reasons more obvious than one. Maybe it was the lack of contribution on the part of members or something more. But we need to take the vision to greater extents. It could be the accumulation of a lot of factors.

For now all the members need to think about taking PGG to the next level. A group on yahoo has been created and the code has been added to the template. It is also available on the blog so incase any of the visitors want to join please do. Girls only!!

We endeavour to launch a women only community. It wont necessarily be "by" women but it will definitely be "for" women. We need ideas this time and we want all members to contribute. A tree is made up by all its branches and in order to keep the tree alive, the branches need to coordinate.
A small community can make big with its members only. We wish to thrive on the feedback we receive from everyone!

Rock on gals!!!!

Dedicated to my girlie gang!

For the uninitiated, my girlie gang is at PaGalGirL. How I came to know of it is a story in itself which I would not get into today though!

I am 600 posts old at PGG!Hmm. Quite surprised by the number considering that I rarely post on Daddy Forum.But my girlie gang is special to me. I have found amazing people there. PaGalGirL is all about women - our lives, our joys, our sorrows, our grievings and every emotion a woman goes through. So, its evident that my posts will be large in number. A woman of substance, of style, of composure, an entrepreneur, a home-maker, a friend, a lover, a woman with her share of gossips, bitch fights, nagging and cribbing- thats a complete woman! Of course the definitions vary from person to person. This is my definition.

Sowmya (our PGG momma) has been largely responsible for keeping the place up and running and making it inviting for lost souls like me! We are currently working on inviting more women to PGG so that it rocks even more. I forgot to mention that membership to PGG is by invitation and limited to "women only". So, anyone reading this post, please suggest ideas by using the comment tab.

Overview of the PGG sections: Ideas to grow the place, Foodie's joint, Raver's Club, Single's Club, Health Sciences, Relationships, Career Talk, Agony Aunt, Fashion Trends.

And of course my girlie gang: Divi, FD, Ivy, NoopS, Deepti, Sunila, Sree, Namrata, Priya, GTB, Palz, Varuna, Meenaxi! Love all of them!! Seems like a lifetime bond developing!!

Well, thats what girlie gangs are all about!!

PGG rocks!!

My attempt at poetry

A LOVE SO LOST:

Have u opened your eyes
To a love that is blind?
Have u felt the hurt?
When love goes far from near?
Have u felt it stab your heart?
When love is lost forever?
Forever...coming back only in your dreams
Haunting you with sweat drenched screams
Your entire flesh so wet
Tasting like the salt of your tears
When you wrap your arms around
The empty space and the hurt within
Do u dream of the time
Of what u thought when you were two?
Close your eyes and fall back
To a timeless journey of your lost love
Love is like specs of dust
Like the sand falling through your hands
Lighting up the whole world
With a little warmth of the sun
Sleepless nights for a love you lost
Wakeful days it will cost
That is a price for love
Not too much is what you would say
Cos love is passion, love is desire
Love is emotion, love is life
Love is renaissance, love is sweet poison
Love is a revelation, love is sacred

Amazing pictures!

Source: Webshots

For Sasha

At one point in our lives, we realize that there are some instances which change its course forever. There are miracles, there are phenomenons and there are pets. There was Sasha.

India is one country where animals are loathed upon. Till date I haven’t been able to understand why. Animals have are more understanding and affectionate than most humans are. I have yet to encounter a human being who can love me as much as Sasha did. Sometimes I wonder why there love is so selfless. And here I don’t talk about dogs alone, I talk about all kinds of animals.

Sasha was a blessing in disguise for us. She came to us when she was a few days old, a white albino Dalmatian. Why is it that I call her white Dalmatian? Because she never got the black spots they have. She had a pink nose with a black dot in the center, her cutest and most lovable feature.

She was always on the go. Alive and kicking as they call it. We called her out princess! Princess Sasha. She was one picky dog, she never had her food without papaya. Most people wondered why we fed fruits to her when they fed their dogs with milk and chapattis. My answer was why not? Doesn’t she have a right to decide what she wants to have? Most of my friends considered me cynical to be possessive for a dog but she was much more than that, she was my life.

I still remember the sweltering days of July, when we didn’t have papaya at home and she refused to east her lunch. My mother went out in the heat and got it for her. We could not see her hungry. God! How she made us worry, but at the end it was worth it to see her full and sleeping on my bed unaware of everything happening around.

Sometimes I wonder why God made her like that. I can’t remember a day she kept well. She had a tumor at the top of her head which no vet was able to diagnose. That part of head never had fur. People used to ask us why we had kept such a dog and needless to say, they always had to face the wrath of my tongue.

When she was a few months old, she fell sick with a viral infection. The doctor told us she will not survive and we told the doctor that we will make her live. And we did, we fed her glucose again and again. The fifth day of her infection, she was comatose and we were crying. I could not lose her and she had to live. The next morning, she had the biscuit my dad used to keep on her bed everyday. She had not left us. She had made it. God had protected her.

In the next monsoons, her tumor became full of blood. The vet removed the blood and said there is nothing to worry, she will become okay. She stayed with us for 4 years and every monsoon the tumor filled with blood which the vet used to remove. I don’t understand why he never told us that it was a tumor. He was never able to diagnose it.

Then dawned the worst morning of my life. I was sleeping and was unaware of it till evening. Dad had taken her out for a morning walk when a car ran over her. The driver was sleeping on the wheel.

We took her to the doctor, she was paralyzed from the waist down. I looked at her and she didn’t wag her tail because that part of her body was dead. We took her to various doctors. The last vet said she will become okay but it will take time. Everyday, we used to hope she would get up and running but she did not. She stopped eating and would just drag herself to her water bowl and drink endless amounts of water. I could see she was scared.

Then came December 12, 2005. I was home and I was helping dad to clean up her bed. We had to change her bed three times a day because she used to urinated and excrete on it. We never had a problem doing it, because you would do it for your child too. She was very pale that day and was urinating endlessly. It did not stop. Mom and Dad took her to the doctor and brought back a dead body.

I could not believe it. She could not die, she could not leave us. Death is something which happens and we cannot control it, but it is so difficult to accept. Sasha went and left us only with memories.

Sometimes, it feels so empty but then, for the 4 years she was with us she filled our lives with happiness. I don’t have the courage to keep another pet because I can’t go through the pain again. My love for animals will always be there and I will always volunteer to any animal welfare organization but there cannot be another Sasha.

Colors of India

Is there a better color than red to describe love and the feeling of love?

India is one country where love has had a very colorful history, past and present. It is something that has always existed under the watchful eyes of the community do-gooders. It seems that these kinds of people do not have any other work to do. They feel that they are the eternal good Samaritans and have to shoulder the responsibility to set the youngsters on the right track.

Sometimes I feel if we were not born with any rights? Why do we need to consult a thousand people before I get married? Why is it difficult for people to accept that we are grown individuals and we have the ability to entrust our lives with someone?

India is one country which is full of mystic and charm. However, there are a lot of undercover things which do everything to try one's patience.

Everyone is wondering why the talk of reservations has not hit blogtown. I think they must be there but maybe obsolete.

It’s easy to wonder why Indians wake up when the storm has hit and is raging havoc. I salute the doctors who have retaliated on this in an amazing manner. Kudos to them!

And now let’s talk about these damned reservations. I can only say that I am appalled. It’s shameful enough to claim that we will live in a democracy. A democracy where our views, our opinions do not matter.

So much happened: endless strikes, demonstrations, lathi charges...But then what?? The Government just wants to ensure its vote bank and wants it to stay in place.

Who is elected? It does not matter to the rich; they have enough monetary resources to fund their every need. It matters to the poor? No. I don’t think so. They just constitute the largest vote bank for politicians. What about the middle class? Somehow, I feel that we comprise the most neglected lot. Why? Because we don’t care to vote.

I am sure most of u might have read/seen Mr. Arjun Singh's interview on Devil's Advocate. Now, Mr. Thapar is by far the most enigmatic journalists.

And Mr. Arjun Singh! He did not have any answers except blaming it on the parliament or the jurisdiction of the parliament. And Mr. Singh, I thought that you were educated.

Next thing in line, Da Vinci Code. Every religion has its stories, some of them are good, some of them are bad, and some of them are hidden. Dan Brown clearly mentions his work as fiction but why did Indians receive it in this manner? I fail to understand. Why can’t we accept things and move on? It is only a book, so what if it stabs the religion? Can we not face that?

I don't know where this country is headed. Why can't we focus on issues which are more pertinent? Do something about improving education, do something about poverty, and do something about sexual harassment.

In India, you just need to know a cop to get away with murder, rape, felony, homicide…just about anything.

Talk about the big-wigs. Rahul Mahajan snorted cocaine in a Rs. 500 note. It is a substantial amount for me but of course, he has money to work for him and the middle class like us needs to work for money. But at least at the end of the day, we are satisfied with our lives.

CAT de sapne...

Prioritizing CAT preparation..this sums up most of the global gyaan that I get from people all across.

Why does everyone who has been there, done that, think that it is easy. What about a newbie like me. How do I go about it. Its so difficult managing it with a job I hate and this damn PCOS.

God! What do I do to quit. What? What? What? My manager is just not letting me. Seems like I need to get really sick now. That's the only way I can break this monotonous job. How I wish you were here Ajay, I could just ask you and know what do I need to do!

Okay, coming back to the topic, prioritizing things is so difficult. I just hope I was not this confused mess of things.

What do I need to work on, when will I work on them, when and how? God! I need a break and a major one.

More posts later once I figure out my priorities.