Daddy and His Baby

It is said that a girl is closer to her father than to her mother. 

For a daughter, a mother is an epitome of discipline, whereas, a father is like her partner in crime! 

There is special bond that a girl shares with her father; after all, he is the first man in her life. And, she is always a little princess to him. 

From infant to toddler to pre-teen to teen, a father sees the apple of his eye grow up from a little baby to a pretty woman.
From a little girl in pony tails to an elegant lady in a saree

But what happens when the time to search for her groom arrives. Dads start having the feeling of losing their gorgeous little princess overnight to some stranger who may or may not keep his angel happy. 

The mere thought of giving away his daughter to a person who he barely knows or has probably just met, starts giving him restless nights.  

From the start of seeing the groom, to the marriage preparations to the main ceremony. I am sure father's might be going through different emotions.

The excitement in his daughters eyes while shopping, the smile when she is talking to her fiance, the sad face when she doesn't get the exact shade of what she wants.
It makes him very happy as well as sad, to think that the time for her to leave him is coming nearer.

  

On the day of her marriage, all the memories from her childhood to now, even those forgotten memories flash through his life, like a photo album. 

During the Kanyadaan, father goes through a wave of emotion in this biggest moment of his and his daughter's life. That moment when its time for him to finally accept that there is going to be another man who will love her and protect her.

Silently, he wishes that this man loves, cares and protects his daughter more than daddy can does. 

When his daughter steps out of  her parents house as "Miss" to become a "Mrs" she leaves a gazillion memories in that house.

With tears in her eyes, when she turns back, she sees a man standing in the corner with sad red eyes, trying hard not to cry.
When she comes and hugs him, he doesn't see the bride, the grown up woman but he sees the little girl who used to hug him. He sees his little baby.

And a single tear rolls out from his eyes.

He is the father of the bride

Daddy's are always the daughter's first hero -Google Quote
A son is a son till he finds a wife, but a daughter is a daughter all her life-Google Quote

She Waits

This post is written for Five Sentence Fiction (FSF) - Waiting as the theme

Every time she sees the mail van, she runs to the door.

There is a hope in her eyes for one letter from him.

To see that hope shatter, can break even the toughest hearts.

She looks up, and prays for his safety where ever he is right now.

She is his mother, who waits everyday for her Army Captain son to return.

Image Courtesy: Google Images

20 Girl Thing's

This is a typically Girl-Thing. Like, we girl do a lot of things. But sometimes I wonder if am I the only one or every girl does these weird things at least once sometime..

Here is a basic list that I could come up with

#1 Getting up in the morning and thinking an excuse to take an off, but dress up and leave for work anyways

#2 When hair falls in the shower and when I don't want the drains to get clogged, I swirl it and stick it to the bathroom walls and then throw it later

#3 Stick bindis on the inside of my dressing shelf

#4 Adjust bra straps when we think no one is looking

#5 When someone gives us a stare the first thing we look is our cleavage, then say to our self "Its not too deep, is it?..Naah it isn't"

#6 Trying a super cute shirt in the dressing room, realizing its too small and you are half stuck into it and panic that the shirt might rip off somewhere

#7 Open your mouth really wide while putting on kohl, or eyeliner

#8 Swirled 360degrees in front of the mirror and admired self

#9 Street shopped stuff, then try them at home and regret buying some stuff

#10 Have clothes in your closet that have been worn just once for a few hours

#11 Have clothes in your closet that are just there as long as you remember and you have no heart to throw them

#12 Removed the bra through the sleeves of a tshirt or dress

#13 The first thing that you do after reaching home is, fling your bag, next item that goes off is the pants, and then feel relaxed

#14 Measure to see if our hair can cover our breast

#15 Feel sense of freedom, after taking off the bra at the end of the day

#16 Check if the nipples are jutting out of the tshirt, and if they are curse it and try to hide them somehow

#17 Give a head-to-toe check of other girls and compare their outfit, shoes, bags, accessories with self.

#18 Sucked tummy in and imagine how a washboard tummy would look like

#19 Wear a super cute dress but change it because a small paunch shows up from the side view

#20 Wear long sleeve shirts to cover the hair on your hands, only because you are too lazy to wax them off

Picture Courtesy: From an old post of the same blog

Traffic Jam Honking -HORN STOP PLEASE

Picture this:

Traffic Jam *beep bonk paaaa peeee poooo beep beep beeeeepppppp*

Does it sound normal to you? then, my friend you are in India

Bloody inconsiderate people, you know you are in a traffic, or a red signal, honking like a mad person is not magically going to make way for you.
Neither can go drive on the heads of other cars and go ahead, then why can't you just stand there patiently instead of pressing that horn so hard than it goes right in and comes our of your bonnet..Like seriously, I don't understand..What is the hurry?

Its not that you have a dying patient or a pregnant woman in labor in you car..then why that crazy honking.

Do you realize how annoying you sound?

Using that horn during an emergency is valid
Using that horn to notify that you are in full speed in a junction is valid.
Using the horn to warn some idiot crossing is valid.
Using the horn to make the person driving in front of you realize that the road in front of him is empty and he is blocking you is valid.

But, honking for no reason....Dudes..and some Ladies, get a life....get some etiquette's..else stop driving...you don't deserve a vehicle


Image Courtesy: Google Images/Traffic Congestion in Mumbai

Peeaceful

I have this thing, a phobia or what I don't know what it is called
I cannot pee in unclean toilets outside my house, like petrol pumps, shops, hotels etc.

Recently, I had gone with my family to this new city and we left at 4am in the morning.
After, that I hadn't had a leak for more 18 hours straight (Yes many reading this will go TchTching that it isn't good for health, I know it but cant help it)
On our way back, it was supposed to be a 5 hour drive.

I so badly wanted to relieve myself that literally I was looking like one of those cartoons that bite their lower lip and have tears of desperation in their eyes and is jumping from one foot to the other.

By God's grace, we found a decent hotel, and I ran to the "Washroom" to see a long line of women waiting.
I was ready to go on my knees and plead to those women to break the queue or me. I explained my situation and the nice ladies allowed me

Trust me, peeing after holding it for so long and that too when you are on the verge of having a bladder blast is true bliss.

#TrueHappiness #Blessing ..lol

Image Courtesy: Google Images

Mumbai Local Bytes

Almost 80% of people who travel in Mumbai local might have been through a few mishaps. That is kinda pretty normals and acceptable considering the crowd during peak hours.

I am those core niche people with whom silly mishaps keep happening in regular basis.
One in a week
One in two weeks
Frequency depends on Lord Shiva's mood, whenever he is bored he plays a trick with me.

Now I thought of listing down His tricks on me,

#1
Leaving 3 trains because they are too crowded, messing your hair in that process and forcibly getting into the 4th train, pushing, panting, screaming, and getting out of the train as if a building collapsed on me

#2
Standing in the crowded train looking like a combination of Statue of Liberty and Leaning tower of Pisa

#3
Getting elbow punched on the gut, on your face, nail marks on hands (no i didn't get into a brawl, too much crowd and women were "adjusting" them selves")

#4
Handles of my handbag ripped, wires of my earphone ripped, that rubber round thing on the earphone lost a gazillion times

#5
Kurta torn

#5.1 One aunty couldn't get into the train, so instead of holding the handle she held the collar of my kurta and pulled it.......
#5.2 Protruding nails on train got stuck somewhere and made a cigar burn size hole in one of my t shirts

#6
Learning so many new cuss words
Survivial instincts at its peak

And the ultimate, Epic mishap

#7
Slept in train
Reached Virar
Reached Ulhasnagar
Reached Thane
Reached Dahanu Road, returned reached Bandra (full 2 hours of sleep)




This is it, Trained Life of DeeDee

Happy Birthday Lord

This post is written for FSF-Five Sentence Fiction topic Innocence

Mary's 5 year old son Barney was curiously looking at the beautifully decorated Christmas tree.
The aroma of the freshly baked cake and tasty delicacies filled the whole house.
Barney to his Mom Mary "Why do we celebrate Christmas?"
Mary "It Jesus Christ's Birthday, just like you celebrate your birthday every year"
Barney still curious "How old is Jesus Christ?"

Holi After Effects

Define Bhaang - Bhang (Hindi: भाँग) is a preparation from the leaves and flowers (buds) of the female cannabis plant, consumed as a beverage in the Indian subcontinent. - Courtesy Wikipedia

Yes, It was Holi yesterday (17th March 2014) and I love Bhaang.
I eat bhaang, I drink thandaai  and I feel all screwed up the next morning


18th March 2014, 9.45am
Place: Work

Oh fuck, my head, its blasting
I look like a zombie. I feel like a zombie. My brain is dead. Im making no sense.
My limbs are falling off.
Im in a trance state. I have no idea how I got into the train and reached work. Auto-pilot mode.

My hair looks as if I just stuck my finger in a plug point.
My eyes is droopy and so is my head.

I might just fall flat on my face anywhere and sleep.

Om Namah Shivay

God, Im so Bhaang-over, Help me through the day
and I wissssss.......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz *falls flat on the desk*

Picture Courtesy: Google Images

Lucky and Alive

One day.
One Semi fatal accident in the middle of nowhere
Saved by some strangers in a bloody semi-concious state.
Feeling dizzy, opening the eyes and overhearing Mom saying "My baby is alive. Thank God, My baby is alive"
For once, I feel like I touched heaven and came back.

This post was written for the Five Sentence Fiction - Lucky for Lille McFerrin

When do you plan to get married?

The inspiration for this post came from this article i read on http://bbc.in/1jQkrJ9

I thought I was the only one who was going through "old enough to have babies but still aren't married thing"

There are so many others our there going through this syndrome, not just in India, in China too.

"Ideal" age for a girl to marry is till 25, post 25 she is "old"...Like seriously? Are you fucking kidding me?

Every time a younger girl gets married and we get that glossy invitation at home.
My Dad has this "Why-not-my-daughter" look and Mom being Mom makes her concerns more audible "Look, kids younger to you are getting married"

Mom and Dad check the matrimonial websites and books, "See that, they are  searching for a bride for a 25 year old boy"
"Dee, You have to marry soon, else no one will give a second look at you"

Well, I look younger to my age, Yes I really do!
And, I don't get just 2nd look, I get the 3rd, the 4th, the 5th.....looks, So that concern is eliminated


I very regularly keep getting these comments like

"What are your plans for marriage?" (None of your business)
"Ahh, Next is you" (Thanks, for letting me know that Crystal Ball)
"Shadi ka khana kab khila rahi hai?" (Itna khayega phaat jayega fuggge)
"She got a husband, you will get one soon too, don't worry" (Who's worrying?)
"You have to lower your expectations" (Do you even know what are my expectations?)
"You have to adjust a bit" (Oh yeah, I can see how adjusting you would be for your daughter)


Every girl, has a checklist in her head for her mate. I have a set of decent expectations too.
No I don't want a hot, drop dead gorgeous hunk who drives his Daddy's Merc coz I know I ain't no sexy hot diva.
My expectations are just decent...like perfect in my head

When my parents started the search for me I was about 22-23 then for me only and only looks mattered "Broad shoulders, Nice eyes, Nice mane...nothing else really mattered..neither the family background, nor his job, nor his finances nothing" 

Then "Looks took the back burner, that doesn't mean I was looking for a tad ugly guy, but priorities changed for sure"

I get lines like "Why don't you find a guy for yourself?"
Well, to start with..
I'm lazy to find a guy
I don't know how love feels like
I don't trust my choices
I want my parents to to do the dirty work of finding themselves a Son-in-law

Its not just the elders who poke you with questions, Its even people from your own age or younger pinging or asking you on Whatsapp
"So, hows the groom searching going?"
(Stop looking for gossip)
"Have you got anyone yet?"
(If I did, I wouldn't be tagged Single)
"You should go to weddings and check men out"
(Sorry, I'm too busy checking out the food counter)
"Buddhi ho gayi tu, shadi karle jaldi" (BC....)


I have everything I want in life, a loving supportive family, lots of admirers, enough moolah for shopping and vacations.

Now at 29, I don't feel old.
Yes, I feel matured. I know am ready to marry. I know what I want from life.
But, I want a man who is of my choice. I don't want to marry out to pressure of "others are getting married"
I'm not desperate to get hitched.
I know my wait will be totally worth it

POINTS TO BE NOTED

People who are trying hard to hitch me up. Give up. Like seriously, Give up. If I want I can hitch myself up, but I don't want to

People who ask me about my wedding plans. Ask only If you are planning to share the wedding and shopping expenses. Else, Refrain.

People giving marriage advises. According to you, I should be having a baby now huh! That means I am mature enough to handle my life, Right? SO let it be, If I ever wanted an advise, I would ask. So, Thank you and No Thank you

People who ask me my marriage plans, You have no idea how brutally I'm murdering you in my head. If you don't want to be murdered in real then save your self by STFU. Thank you

30 is the new 20, Fuck the biological clock. Science is advanced enough to help women have babies late too with minimal complications. So, that clause is also eliminated.
Now, I got just one sane reason to marry, and that reason happens to be whenever I want to...

Phew!!! Was I venting out or what and I still am not done yet......  
To be continued to next time I get start feeling like venting... :D

The Seduced Forbidden Fruit

She knocks his door and stands seductively as he opens the door for her.
Clad in a transparent low waist saree, flaunting that wet look hair-do, that slim chain over her slender waist, well koeled eyes and glossed lips and that low back, deep cut blouse made a perfect picture and enough to give him an instant hardness in his pants

Lying on the plush couch, talking in soft tones in a dim lit room. The soft music is in the air.

All he sees is her shiny glossed lips when she talks,
How would it feel on his lip?
How would it feel to probe my tongue tasting her?
How would the lips feel after the gloss is off?

Her long, well painted nails, trailing the front of his shirt, he felt his heart thumping so hard that the her finger might just burst it out of his chest.
He wanted to feel the long slender fingers pressed up on his chest, when he is above her
How would her moans sound when he kisses her, holds her by her waist and pulls her to him?

The saree, moves just enough to get a good view of the perfect molds of her body,
How would they feel in the curve of my palms, What color would it be, Dark brown? Pink? Light brown?
How would they feel when his tongue moves over it?
How would it feel to roll it in between his thumb and the index finger?
The thoughts were driving him crazy

How would it feel to dive deep inside her?
How would her warmth feel on him?

He wanted to feel her legs around him, intertwined and head thrown back in passion.
He wanted her then and there.

But, he couldnt have her
No he would never have her
For she is his Forbidden Fruit,
She is his wife's bitch best friend

The Ganpati Dance

Everyone has their own choice of music and dance moves.

Some like classics, rock, trance, metal, Legendary Kishore da and Rafiji
Some like mosh pits, head banging, Gangam style, Dabang style, Harlem Shake style moves everyone has a unique step.
I like them too.
Actually my choice of music is mood dependent.
Im more of a Bollywood music fan, a Hindi, off late a few Punjabi music fan.

But, deep down in me, I love like totally dig the rickshawala songs
Totally dhinchak, feet tapping, known as Ghati music....but I love it

I love sleazy item numbers too and my choice of such music have been evident from the time I was a kid . then I didn't know the meaning of a few songs but still used to scream them out loud much to the embarrassment of my parents.

My top favorite songs then were
"choli ke piche kya hai"
"sarkhaye liyo khatiya jaada lagey"
"sexy sexy sexy muje log bole" (My mom used to say...dont say sexy..its a bad word)
"Dhak dhak karne laga" (with the booty shake moves)
"Rukmani Rukmani shadi k baad kya kya hua"

No, I didn't have any freakin clue what any of it meant all I knew was Madhuri dances well and her bangles were lovely "KuK Kuk Kuk Kuk" sounded super cool
oh oh oh oh in Rukumani sounded awesome.

Every time I had a pillow fight I used to sing this "Sarkaye liyo khatiya.."
Even now, during chilly winters under the blanket I mumble this song.

I just totally love Ganpati dance.
Whenever wherever I hear the beats my shoulders start the jiggle.
I almost moved standing in one place at work too when I heard the music. If I weren't at work and if I it wasn't for the "good girl" image at work. I would have do started doing the "dhatara dhatara" moves right there.
I have to confess, I did rush off to the ladies washroom and danced for 2 minutes straight.
I have even gatecrashed baraats (wedding processions) playing this music danced and gone back to walking towards my destination.
I don't mind breaking into a Ganpati dance or a Nagin dance or a "Bhagra" in a high-end pub's dance floor. It gives me an immense adrenaline rush.

How can anyone forget the Nagin dance, snake shape hands over you heads and gyrate like a drunk snake is silly but so much fun
After dancing, I'm the most happiest self.

My all time favorite tracks are
"One two ka four, Anil Kapoor's Dhina Dhiin Dha"
"Dhagala Lagli"
"babuji zara dheere chali bijli khadi"
"dhagala lagli"
"aa re pritam pyaare"
"Nakka Mukka (Tamil Nakul version)"
"Aa Ante (Telegu Song")
"Baghtoy Rickshawala (Marathi song)"
"Patti Rap - Humse hai Muqabla"
"Urvashi Urvashi"


There are more but I can just remember these

To sound cool, I do have a few Trance, Metal, Soft rock that I hardly listen to.

But, to pep up my mood..I need my dose of "dhatara dhatara dhatara" on regular basis.

That is me the total "desi girl" :D


Image Courtesy: Google Images

With Love from Dad

THIS POST WAS INSPIRED BY MY APPA

Dear Little Daughter,

You have grown so fast.
I still remember you wrapped in a soft sheet, all pink, like a little angel in my hands.
I knew I loved you from that moment on and I sweared to myself that I will protect you forever.

You had me wrapped around your finger then on.

Appa with his little girl ages back

Your crooked smile means the world to me.
You are all grown, but still you shall always be my little baby.

I cant ever forget, your first words, your first step.
The times when you held my finger with your tiny hands while crossing the road, that touchy words "Appa, I will keep you safe  on a crowded street, hold my hand"
The times when I used to dress you up for school.

I remember our petty fights too. Many times I have been so very angry with you.
But, still when you cry, the tears are enough to melt my heart again for my little baby.

Even the thought of your accident and the pain you went through kills me inside.

Some day, a boy will come along asking me for your hand. I wouldn't say "yes" till im sure he can keep the apple of my eye happy.
I want a man for you who would love you more than I do.

Little Baby of mine. All I wanted to say is "I love you"

From,
Appa