Ever been in a situation when you have so many thoughts in your head that you think it may explode??? Problem is that they are all so random and persistent that it’s difficult to focus on just one!
So I figure the best way to decide may be to write about it and ask what people who would they like to hear about.
So I have to write to ask what must I write about?? Relations, health, gossip (hmmm), world news, online marketing tips and tricks.........cant decide!! Help people!!
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
Top 10 Love quotes
1. Love doesn't make the world go round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile. - Franklin P. Jones
2. At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet. – Plato
3. Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired. - Robert Frost
4. If you have it [Love], you don't need to have anything else, and if you don't have it, it doesn't matter much what else you have. -Sir James M. Barrie
5. Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence. - Henry Louis Mencken
6. Love is a friendship set to music. -E. Joseph Cossman
7. True love comes quietly, without banners or flashing lights. If you hear bells, get your ears checked. -Erich Segal
8. Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination. –Voltaire
9. They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love. -William Shakespeare
10. Like the measles, love is most dangerous when it comes late in life. -Lord Byron
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Binding or freeing.....
"Love is not a protective cage but the gift of wings that allows another to fly free."-Source Unknown
How true is this statement?! Now before I start please note I am thinking practical every day life here and not looking at a romantic love story! How freeing is love? When you love you want to spend the rest of your life with that person, you want to get married, have a life, perhaps some children, blah blah the whole white-picket-fenced-house picture; but in living all your dreams I just see the person being more tied down to each other. I don’t say it’s a bad thing but its human nature to start being so dependent on the next person ....for everything or almost all of it. Just this morning I was trying to explain why I refuse to use an alarm clock because I know that my husband uses his and will be there to wake me up in time!! I’m not a primitive, I used an alarm clock...once upon a time but ever since I got married I don’t think I used one…or felt the NEED to use it. And what’s funny is that you don’t have to be married to experience this. It could be couples who live in together or maybe just dating....you depend on the other person for maybe bringing you your coffee, or helping with the groceries, or driving around so you can pop in at the atm machine, or take your car for a wash because you don’t have the time, or cook for you, help with the laundry, help you decide while shopping what looks good on you, what color should your nails be and the list can go on forever. I think its inevitable because you don’t intentionally want to be dependent but because you know the person is always there for you, you can ask and slowly it just becomes a habit and in other cases the persons approval or opinion about you is very important. So do statements like 'love is freeing' hold any truth in the real life?
How true is this statement?! Now before I start please note I am thinking practical every day life here and not looking at a romantic love story! How freeing is love? When you love you want to spend the rest of your life with that person, you want to get married, have a life, perhaps some children, blah blah the whole white-picket-fenced-house picture; but in living all your dreams I just see the person being more tied down to each other. I don’t say it’s a bad thing but its human nature to start being so dependent on the next person ....for everything or almost all of it. Just this morning I was trying to explain why I refuse to use an alarm clock because I know that my husband uses his and will be there to wake me up in time!! I’m not a primitive, I used an alarm clock...once upon a time but ever since I got married I don’t think I used one…or felt the NEED to use it. And what’s funny is that you don’t have to be married to experience this. It could be couples who live in together or maybe just dating....you depend on the other person for maybe bringing you your coffee, or helping with the groceries, or driving around so you can pop in at the atm machine, or take your car for a wash because you don’t have the time, or cook for you, help with the laundry, help you decide while shopping what looks good on you, what color should your nails be and the list can go on forever. I think its inevitable because you don’t intentionally want to be dependent but because you know the person is always there for you, you can ask and slowly it just becomes a habit and in other cases the persons approval or opinion about you is very important. So do statements like 'love is freeing' hold any truth in the real life?
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Bar hopping or bed hopping??
One fine warm night in Dubai 2 of my friends and myself decide to go for dinner and dancing. The plan which took over a year to execute was well worth the wait and definitely fun. Even in my high state of mind from amazing Italian food, ear-blasting house music and a frenzy of cocktails i could not help but notice all the eager looking men and women in the room. Observations: men scanning the room like hawks, looking too eager and obviously going slow on the drinks to sustain the ability to walk out of the disc and perhaps if lucky supporting an overtly drunk lady in their arms. The women...scantily dressed, excessive makeup, shoes with heels that threatened their each step and drinking like the world ends tomorrow....hoping to meet their knight in shining armor.....or maybe not???I couldn’t help but wonder that people who would stay in that room would be there for the single reason of being hooked up/getting laid/free sex or whatever you may call it.......its all about sex isn’t it?! What else can it be? Some people go for the music but those wouldn’t get pissed drunk, some go to get drunk but with the safety net of a friend(in my case 2) or a safe male companion but what about the rest of them?! Am I being too judgmental here or is it really a sad thing to do or a sad situation to be in?? Is it being too desperate and is that the last resort?? Or am I being really critical just because i do not have the same worries of having to find someone or be held or just have some sex now and again??
Monday, August 4, 2008
PokeyMan!!
Dubai - The ever growing cosmopolitan city! The city is always buzzing with excitement, tall buildings, latest fashions and cars……where is the time to stop? The place to breath? The population of this city grows everyday and to me it feels like all of them come to work in my office building!!!
The elevators are always crowded and every elevator ride will have, to be modest - at least one pokeyman! You wonder who I talk about? I talk about those weird men/women who manage to come in and slide right to the back of the elevator at first but love to reach ahead later. They would not like being nudged about by the other riders but do not mind pushing them aside as they make their way out!
The most annoying one I met was this afternoon! On my way up to the office, this pokeyman stands right behind me [of course at the end of the elevator] and conveniently forgets to push his floor button as he walks in. So when he remembers he extends his arm with his big pokey finger sticking out by my side - nudging me with his shoulder in the process – still proceeds and nearly pokes a lady in the ear but instead his hand brushes against her face and makes the poor soul jump – which he ignores and stretches further ahead to press the damn floor button!
The most obvious thing to do would be to just shout out from behind if someone could get the button for him!! But our pokeyman does not think of it! When bestowed with angry looks from myself and the other lady, he laughs back in return!! Yes, not even an apology for pushing, brushing or scaring!
As if that’s what we needed! Why is it so difficult to say ‘excuse me’ or ‘can you press the button for me’! Which side of the brain tells them ‘Go on stretch till you pull a muscle but don’t you dare request someone to do it for you!’
The other kinds are over courteous! The kind who see the elevator approaching their floor and start saying ‘excuse me… excuse me!!’ AND THE ELEVATOR HASN’T EVEN STOPPED MOVING YET!! Where do they expect the other people to excuse them and go to!? Over each other?!
We are packed in like sardines but yet they choose to flutter around nudging with their shoulders, poking with their bags yet completely oblivious to all of it! Where do these pokeymen come from?? Do they all undergo a kind of training on ‘how to annoy your co-riders in an elevator’!?!
If you’re a pokeyman and reading this…please stop being it!
The elevators are always crowded and every elevator ride will have, to be modest - at least one pokeyman! You wonder who I talk about? I talk about those weird men/women who manage to come in and slide right to the back of the elevator at first but love to reach ahead later. They would not like being nudged about by the other riders but do not mind pushing them aside as they make their way out!
The most annoying one I met was this afternoon! On my way up to the office, this pokeyman stands right behind me [of course at the end of the elevator] and conveniently forgets to push his floor button as he walks in. So when he remembers he extends his arm with his big pokey finger sticking out by my side - nudging me with his shoulder in the process – still proceeds and nearly pokes a lady in the ear but instead his hand brushes against her face and makes the poor soul jump – which he ignores and stretches further ahead to press the damn floor button!
The most obvious thing to do would be to just shout out from behind if someone could get the button for him!! But our pokeyman does not think of it! When bestowed with angry looks from myself and the other lady, he laughs back in return!! Yes, not even an apology for pushing, brushing or scaring!
As if that’s what we needed! Why is it so difficult to say ‘excuse me’ or ‘can you press the button for me’! Which side of the brain tells them ‘Go on stretch till you pull a muscle but don’t you dare request someone to do it for you!’
The other kinds are over courteous! The kind who see the elevator approaching their floor and start saying ‘excuse me… excuse me!!’ AND THE ELEVATOR HASN’T EVEN STOPPED MOVING YET!! Where do they expect the other people to excuse them and go to!? Over each other?!
We are packed in like sardines but yet they choose to flutter around nudging with their shoulders, poking with their bags yet completely oblivious to all of it! Where do these pokeymen come from?? Do they all undergo a kind of training on ‘how to annoy your co-riders in an elevator’!?!
If you’re a pokeyman and reading this…please stop being it!
Monday, June 23, 2008
Land Of Dubai
The poor come here to make some money. The rich come here to make more money!
The wonderful land of Dubai – the tax free land that has been a shopper’s paradise and every business man’s dream, has been going through some very rapid changes in the last few years.
I was born and brought up in Dubai and the place that has been home for me since…forever, now seems like a stranger. The buildings are taller, the roads are congested and people are more aggressive and unkind then ever before. I miss old Dubai!
With toll gates haunting your drive everyday and the ominous taxation in Dubai, where are we heading to? Demolishing buildings everywhere to pump the property boom, increasing rents, being penalised for giving a ride to your colleague, increasing prices of fuel, and inflation that can be seen even in your groceries, what kind of people do they really want staying In Dubai?
Dubai is long known as the City of Gold and the biggest contributors are expatriates who have devoted their lifetime staying in this place. It saddens me that there are families who have been here for decades at a stretch, but today the same are in a dilemma where they can no longer afford to live even a modest lifestyle in Dubai….let alone a lavish one!
Everything is possible in this glitzy land but at a price! It is great to see Dubai – which I consider as ‘home’, as developed as it is and I can be pleased to say that it has come from a barren desert to become a booming city. But at what cost? The people who have helped ‘make’ this country what it is today; have no rights to even secure a decent living here. The people who sweep the roads and groom the beautiful flowers you see everywhere in Dubai are the same people who are living in the most horrible conditions. They are the people who eat a meal - worth the same as your tip to the valet man and are content with it. Yet they are the ones who are the first to be thrown out.
Expatriates are looked down to and Emaratisation is promoted. It’s great! It is their country and they should be ahead of us and I mean it when I say it. But I wonder when all the low wage earners, bachelors and expatriates are thrown out, who will keep the Dubai roads, malls and garbage trucks clean? Who will polish and shine our very glitzy Dubai to look its best?
Dubai Sheikh Zayed Road - 1991
Dubai Sheikh Zayed Road - 2005
More Reading On:
Urban Dubai - BBC
The wonderful land of Dubai – the tax free land that has been a shopper’s paradise and every business man’s dream, has been going through some very rapid changes in the last few years.
I was born and brought up in Dubai and the place that has been home for me since…forever, now seems like a stranger. The buildings are taller, the roads are congested and people are more aggressive and unkind then ever before. I miss old Dubai!
With toll gates haunting your drive everyday and the ominous taxation in Dubai, where are we heading to? Demolishing buildings everywhere to pump the property boom, increasing rents, being penalised for giving a ride to your colleague, increasing prices of fuel, and inflation that can be seen even in your groceries, what kind of people do they really want staying In Dubai?
Dubai is long known as the City of Gold and the biggest contributors are expatriates who have devoted their lifetime staying in this place. It saddens me that there are families who have been here for decades at a stretch, but today the same are in a dilemma where they can no longer afford to live even a modest lifestyle in Dubai….let alone a lavish one!
Everything is possible in this glitzy land but at a price! It is great to see Dubai – which I consider as ‘home’, as developed as it is and I can be pleased to say that it has come from a barren desert to become a booming city. But at what cost? The people who have helped ‘make’ this country what it is today; have no rights to even secure a decent living here. The people who sweep the roads and groom the beautiful flowers you see everywhere in Dubai are the same people who are living in the most horrible conditions. They are the people who eat a meal - worth the same as your tip to the valet man and are content with it. Yet they are the ones who are the first to be thrown out.
Expatriates are looked down to and Emaratisation is promoted. It’s great! It is their country and they should be ahead of us and I mean it when I say it. But I wonder when all the low wage earners, bachelors and expatriates are thrown out, who will keep the Dubai roads, malls and garbage trucks clean? Who will polish and shine our very glitzy Dubai to look its best?
Dubai Sheikh Zayed Road - 1991
Dubai Sheikh Zayed Road - 2005
More Reading On:
Urban Dubai - BBC
Sunday, June 22, 2008
Snail Mail…Lost in Web space?
Best ads –‘If you really want to touch someone, send them a letter’ An advert by Australia Post inspired this ‘post’ [pun intended] on snail mail….Does anyone still call it snail mail or does it have some appalling tag to it to make it sound like a disease?Define snail mail – Blast from the past? A mode of communication used by….the dinosaurs?
The last time I received a snail mail [that’s what I called it and am sticking to it!!] was when I was in the 7th grade from a friend who had moved back home.
The joy of knowing that an envelope with rather big, childish handwriting in dads hand was addressed to me was exhilarating! And month after month I would wait for yet another one to come with replies to the million questions I wrote back to her!
Electronic mails are convenient no doubt, but how can it ever be the same? I can get flowers in an E-card but you can’t compare it to freshly sprayed perfume that I could get on a paper card. In time of grief or happiness, E-mails are fast and convenient but only a paper card would hold stains of tears to show you the deepness of true feelings. And moreover I don’t have to worry about my paper card expiring or getting deleted if my inbox went over storage limit!
I think I would vote for snail mail to an Email – they just cannot be the same! Is it just me or are there many of you who nodded in agreement when you read this?
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Daughter today Mum tomorrow?
Mother - verb look after kindly and protectively, sometimes excessively so. [As per the Oxford Dictionary]
That’s what mothers do best. Look after, protect and love unconditionally. Yet what is with the daughter – mother relation? They can’t live with each other and certainly can’t live without each other. The constant bickering and arguments that seemed so important a few years back just make me wonder how it would be if those fights had never happened.
How would it be if we had spent a lot more time sharing and laughing and shopping? How would we have turned out to be? How would our relation have turned out to be? Would it be any different than what it is? Or would we have been the same? Its not that I don’t have a good relation with my mum but I just seem to understand all that she did for me only after I don’t live with her!
It’s the small things about a person that you miss the most. My top few about not being at ‘moms’ would be:--
*Fresh fruit! It was so easy to come home and pick up a bowl of fruit cut and kept cold by mom and just gulp it down….but of course I would refuse to eat even that because it didn’t seem important to keep down the phone to eat fruit! Now I realize how long it takes to cut open a pomegranate when I do it myself!
*Putting away folded laundry done by mom, in the cupboard. I still put my folded laundry in the cupboard – after I have separated [whites, colors, blacks and hand wash], washed, put out to dry, got it back in from drying and folded them.
*Mom’s food!! I still don’t like all the dishes she cooks…but I certainly miss my favorite ones…..a lot!
*Changing bed covers……why cant we plastic coat our mattresses and pillows?? Its crazy how it needs changing every week and adds’s on to the separating, washing, drying and folding process!
*Meals for office? I think in all the places I have worked for, I have always had THE most elaborate snacks packed from home - planned out for from morning tea to drive back home!
*Morning cold coffee. She knew just when to get the milk out so it’s the right temperature when I drink it before rushing out for work. I now get up half an hour early to take the snacks and make the milk!
*The best was the late night gossip sessions with mum……we could laugh, cry, abuse and b**c* about people and know its fine to do so because it’s not going out anywhere from our tummies!
So I wonder does it always have to be that way. Do we have to realize our mum’s value after the time is gone? What are we so busy with to have not noticed so much in such little time? What can be more important than having to take mom to her most boring hangout supermarket even thought she just wants to look and not buy? Or take her for a ride once a way with her friend? Or help around the house more than what we did?
Can I go back about a decade back when my sister and I could still be at moms place and do all that we didn’t? Can we have the relation we now have with her…just a little while back? Can we just be her little girls once again……we don’t promise not being naughty but we do promise on more fun and understanding!
Love my Mum....think its time to go meet her :)
That’s what mothers do best. Look after, protect and love unconditionally. Yet what is with the daughter – mother relation? They can’t live with each other and certainly can’t live without each other. The constant bickering and arguments that seemed so important a few years back just make me wonder how it would be if those fights had never happened.
How would it be if we had spent a lot more time sharing and laughing and shopping? How would we have turned out to be? How would our relation have turned out to be? Would it be any different than what it is? Or would we have been the same? Its not that I don’t have a good relation with my mum but I just seem to understand all that she did for me only after I don’t live with her!
It’s the small things about a person that you miss the most. My top few about not being at ‘moms’ would be:--
*Fresh fruit! It was so easy to come home and pick up a bowl of fruit cut and kept cold by mom and just gulp it down….but of course I would refuse to eat even that because it didn’t seem important to keep down the phone to eat fruit! Now I realize how long it takes to cut open a pomegranate when I do it myself!
*Putting away folded laundry done by mom, in the cupboard. I still put my folded laundry in the cupboard – after I have separated [whites, colors, blacks and hand wash], washed, put out to dry, got it back in from drying and folded them.
*Mom’s food!! I still don’t like all the dishes she cooks…but I certainly miss my favorite ones…..a lot!
*Changing bed covers……why cant we plastic coat our mattresses and pillows?? Its crazy how it needs changing every week and adds’s on to the separating, washing, drying and folding process!
*Meals for office? I think in all the places I have worked for, I have always had THE most elaborate snacks packed from home - planned out for from morning tea to drive back home!
*Morning cold coffee. She knew just when to get the milk out so it’s the right temperature when I drink it before rushing out for work. I now get up half an hour early to take the snacks and make the milk!
*The best was the late night gossip sessions with mum……we could laugh, cry, abuse and b**c* about people and know its fine to do so because it’s not going out anywhere from our tummies!
So I wonder does it always have to be that way. Do we have to realize our mum’s value after the time is gone? What are we so busy with to have not noticed so much in such little time? What can be more important than having to take mom to her most boring hangout supermarket even thought she just wants to look and not buy? Or take her for a ride once a way with her friend? Or help around the house more than what we did?
Can I go back about a decade back when my sister and I could still be at moms place and do all that we didn’t? Can we have the relation we now have with her…just a little while back? Can we just be her little girls once again……we don’t promise not being naughty but we do promise on more fun and understanding!
Love my Mum....think its time to go meet her :)
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Are women that complicated or our Men too lazy to bother!!
Yes women are complicated but i think men have us women all sorted out there! [Please read the comment by Baiju to my previous post 'wedding or dating']I think in most cases and out of my experience - with the number of male friends I have had in my life and spoken to, they all know what women want! They all know how women think and all that they expect from them.The problem I feel is for men to put into action what they already know! Is it very difficult to express your feelings once in a way without having being probed by us? Men know that for women out of 4 weeks in a month, 3 weeks we are hormonally challenged! Yet is it too much to ask for you to be a bit understanding and not fight back when we act like a total pain in the bottom? Is it difficult to just hold us and tell us that it’s ok and just kiss us and the fight will be gone in a second…I can guarantee you that!Is it too much to remember an anniversary or things about how our relation started off? Is it difficult to understand eye contact when in a crowd or to get us gifts for NO reason at all? I am sure that men are not that insensitive or ignorant as they seem to have been portrayed or spoken about…..it’s just about doing the right thing at the right moment.I agree it can be tiring but trust me ill tell you something that can help any relation…which is, that women love to talk and if your willing to listen she will tell you exactly what you can do to stop all the bickering and her nagging….all you got to do is remember….what to do and when…! That’s your keyword – Remember!
Monday, June 2, 2008
Wedding or Dating?
Every girl has the much awaited dream of having the perfect dress at the perfect wedding with the perfect guy....but are weddings just over rated in a girl's head?
I wonder where the tradition began of when a girl would have to leave her home and come and live in with her husband and his family. Not only do you feel like an uprooted tree but the emotional baggage that a wedding brings along is not a piece of cake! But to be fair in most relationships it is usually the girl who is more eager to get married, where as the male species have been trying to escape us women from having to 'pop' the question for eternity. So in most cases it us women who want to get married and have a family and all the moments followed by it yet we complain of how cumbersome it is to move out and leave our family and accept a group of strangers who now become 'my family'. Dosent dating just sound a lot more fun? But dating is just not good enough either is it....we want more because we want to feel loved and belonged and want to come home to a waiting husband and a family and special moments that only can be shared with a husband.....because a boy friend just wouldnt understand...
Arent we women just complicated ...
I wonder where the tradition began of when a girl would have to leave her home and come and live in with her husband and his family. Not only do you feel like an uprooted tree but the emotional baggage that a wedding brings along is not a piece of cake! But to be fair in most relationships it is usually the girl who is more eager to get married, where as the male species have been trying to escape us women from having to 'pop' the question for eternity. So in most cases it us women who want to get married and have a family and all the moments followed by it yet we complain of how cumbersome it is to move out and leave our family and accept a group of strangers who now become 'my family'. Dosent dating just sound a lot more fun? But dating is just not good enough either is it....we want more because we want to feel loved and belonged and want to come home to a waiting husband and a family and special moments that only can be shared with a husband.....because a boy friend just wouldnt understand...
Arent we women just complicated ...
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