=D

for people like me and my mummy, who have studied in Christian schools, Christmas is a very exciting festival. we don't do anything out of ordinary, but we do listen to Christmas carols and other Christmas songs through the day.
it is very close to something like Diwali minus all the show.

for someone like my papa, who has not studied in a Christian  school, he does not understand this behavior of ours at all.

on a different note altogether, my last year's 25 Dec post still holds good today. looks like i have and will stay the same forever. though i think this year i really want to believe in Santa Claus.

more on that later.

Merry Christmas ppl!!

tel maalish!!

[scene: bad, BAD headache, mom giving me an oil massage. ]

bhavika : [speaking out of nowhere]

mummna, you know how i'll select the guy i want to marry?

mom: how?

bhavika: i'll ask him if he can give me an oil massage. if he says yes, i'll marry him. 

"gazab ka hai din socho zara...."

the chatterbox broke into a song today and at the same point in time me, Asha (the maid) and MOM in three different places in the house started singing the song....the clouds outside are promising a beautiful drizzle....

"....ye deewanapan dekho zara"

random conversations: the dazzler on the street!

long since i last posted a conversation.

all right this happened this morning. me, bhupi and mum  in the car.

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background: my mom has an innate knack of describing things.

(effect lost in translation) 

she saw a girl on her scooty at the traffic signal. 

she looked at her and then turned around and said.

mom: [makes a face] look at the girl on the scooty.

         gawd she has a chain in her back pocket with three stars dangling, they are shining!!(under the sun)

        

   (and as you look at it how very scientific...stars under the sun...shining due to the light reflected...hmmm ohk back to the convo)

bhupi and me look at the girl.

moi: whoa a dazzling bum!!

laughter!!! (me and mum)
silence...

bhupi:[looking at us] he ru(a)m!!!!!(pathetic attempt to make it rhyme)

 i see stars under the sun,

a babe on move...

i see long walls with doors,

i see cheese on the moon.

blah!! who said i have to make sense =|

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here and there

night. silent. dark.
the target set...eyes fixed on the bleak light at a distance.
the bleak lights on doorways to a wonderland,the land of an eternal light...
the land of endless possibilities...the land where desires are fulfilled...
dreams are turning into reality. the moment of redemption is near. the breaths are fast. steps slow but more surer....reach for the handle....

aaaaa mooosssaaaa
hush
 
ENOUGH OFF TO BED RIGHT NOW

the dragon lady wakes up denying the only pleasure a 5 year old and a 7 year old recognize...the ice-cream

ab batao...tummy ki sune k mummy ki

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P.S.1: i just love that line in that irritating ad =P
P.S.2: complete fiction...bleak lights on the refrigerator btw.
P.S.3: don't mind the pretty-less-thought-given-and-complete-lack-of-mindfulness or the stupidity of the post i am too scared of another writers block.
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joblessness kills.not you but the people around.
my mother (who is a workaholic house-wife ) asked me to find  a job for myself after my second nap just before lunch...laze just never found its rightful place under the sun.

i thought i had lost you.

[around 12:30 pm...thursday afternoon in the office. 4 missed calls and 2 messages later bhavika looks at the phone...an impending call from mumma]

mumma:[hysterically shouts] where were you beta. i called so many times. why are you so careless.

bhavika: I'm fine mumma, was at another desk, wasn't online through the day, didn't check my phone.

mumma: [cries on the phone] i spilled milk this morning... i thought you were lost. i thought i had lost you...