to be or not to be an FCC.............

I decide to be a Female Chauvinist Chick(FCC in short..............)

dont laugh, wats funny .................... being a female , being a chauvinist or being a female chauvinist.................arent the words in sync...............

well to all those guys( especially the MCP's) reading this blog of mine....I am very much what I have mentioned above..........

let me re-emphasize..........

Its no fashion statement to call yourself the name the opposite gender hates to hear ...........................but in the end who bothers if u prefer staying like this.................

Life is so much of a maze that you are lost 8 out of 10 times. Its confuses one to such an extent that all tested fundas become stale after a few trials..........at this great momemt of discovery(when all roads are blocked and your brain has no better work other than to really think a way out)........it finds that its better to stick to your grounds.Live life by your own terms......let people call you mean or self centered but you know deep inside that your living a life of your own.........that has no interferance of any tom dick or harry.

Dont take me wrong, the old fashion still goes on where a girl is a sissy being........cajoled and coaxed by the male counterpart into any proposal or desicion...............but u can smell the change in the air.

Women when demanding euality in professional n personal life have become aware that they have to start having a say in life.No more playing emotional tantrums will win them their luck.

They have to become emotionally independent ..........its the ultimate need of the hour!

good cricket after ages!!!!!!!!

know was ecstasy is....
well have been oblivious to that feeling for quite a long time....
and assuming somthing like a cricket match to give a feeling like this would have been the last thing on my mind but m amazed........
infact life is such , it amazes u always....so was yesterday's match...........
yuvi u rock....70 runs of 30 balls......................dats awsome...............
for a change my eyes got a chance to feast on good cricket..................
good work indian team..............

well more than this , i cant brag abt the indian team...let us give them some time to digest their
victory over the invincible australia............

lets deflect from wat the talk of the town is and start the more interesting spiced up talk.............
as a girl whos a lil aware of fahion sense..............
all the time that i was not cheering india , i was thinking about the stupid costume australian team was flaunting..........australias's costume was seriously sad....was the australian team thinking on going for a dive in the deep sea along with running on the field.........huh..................sad color combination too..........

One suggestion to the not muched loved australian team........guys atleast wear somthing wearable when you come on the crease........

rest all is bearable..................!!!!!!!!!!!

Wedding Planner

Hi folks,If you are thinking that I would be starting a side business of planning your wedding,you are getting me totally wrong.................I do not intend to plan peoples' wedding nor am I doing it for myself...............I aint setting up a match-maker shop or an online portal either............I am just giving you insights from the life of a girl who has reached the (so called) marriagable age!!!!!!!!!Hey , dont close the page.......u might find something that would help you figure out that howlucky you are if you are not a girl or how trapped you are if you happen to be the one and only"FEMALE".

My girl is 24 , ohh my goodness ! cries the mother....., she wails in agony for the day her daughter got a job and moved to another city.Father--- Only if our daughter was here, could we have got her married.......our tensions would have vanished!Now that she is far far away................wonder when can we see our son-in-law,will my daughter ever marry...or will she remember to marry when shes too old to get any guy.

Dilemma surmounts.....Parents make frantic searches in portals , among relatives......for the would-be groom...even when the daughter is unaware (for that matter ...she might be least bothered.............or might be dating her colleague!!!!!!!!!)...........................parents dont care!They want a marriage....................!!!!!!!Parents we know that you love us , the kids...you want us to get settled......But hey..............................its 21st century.................Liberation..............................(is what we want.......................)Rememeber the last words of the movie "BRAVEHEART"...............Mel Gibson.........let goes his life.................... for just one thing....................."FREEDOM"Yes, FREEDOM people....freedom.................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Well dream ends here...back to reality...........parents are still searching................now with even more passion and zeal,Girl(daughter) is now freaking out........................for parents have started coaxing her to select a partner for life....................!What would she do....she is through with all this utter non-sensical attitute from her parents.........................Hmm....I give her 4 options----------

1) Run away...........far far away....................(Remember "FOREST GUMP"..............run.........lady run................ Go abroad...........................!!!!!!!!!.......get away from all these tensions!!!!!!!!! )

2) Marry your colleague!!!!!!!!!!!((((((no no....bad idea..........................go to option 1)

3) Marry your parents choice.................(They are good people who want good of you..............................maybe waiting wouldn't work as good things are taken away soon..............................)

4) Wait for the Prince charming,take all the time possible on earth..........(as with depleting female to male ratio....you might just have loads to choose from anytime in life...................!!)


Well as the donkey says in SHREK-2............."ARE WE THERE YET...........?"...............I leave the question open to all , are we there yet, when generation gap would vanish,when parents and kids will understand each other and last but not the least................when parents would let go their worrying about what society has to say when a girl is not married at 24 or beyond...................??????????

Readers please comment and help me figure out what is the best!

Theist ?????????

Work is said to be like worship, dont get me wrong as I am a devout theist.
Well here lies the pun , talk about work , loads n loads of work.......
yes those from my type of life would have guessed it, its none other than the I.T .
Industry that I am talking about.

Being theist is a misnomer here, its a love hate realtionship with work.......
You hate your work but you love the easy cash flow every month in your bank account....
so even though your work is sad, dull and disheartening...you would slog , try and become
a paragon of diligence and commitment!

Do we really want to lead a fake life like this........?
Well all of us will come up with different expalnations, some prefer monetary security
to any other thing while some are in a dilemma and are still continuing the obsolete routine.Some are determined to get their real life back .

Well the struggle goes on.....at times it feels like money is everything...
Then the question that arises is-------- does being a theist , atheist,
agonist...egotist....anything for that matter.........is worth recognising?

Hope someday I will get some answers well till then.............
I am totally lost!

BROKEN HEART-- poet in me

How wierd life turns out to be , when you have a broken heart,
When the one you love, you want to hate the most,
When the face that used to lit up your brazen life,
You are trying to unremember at any cost!

When cupid strikes it sees no reason,
When we fall in the abyss of love, there are no pains,
It only hurts when blindness is treated,
And we find ouselves bound in shakles and chains!

The heart was so naive when it was bound by a spell,
The love as we call it had made it insane,
No questions were asked, no answers were given,
For the fate as it was , was known to be barren!

If it were to be unsuccessful, love is a bed of thorns,
You tremble like a fish,you bleed like a slaughtered lamb,
It pokes you, it pinches you, its a cancer in the heart,
Oh Lord! Why love has to happen at all!

poets contribution--- THRUST

THRUST

I was sitting beside the sea,
looking at the waves soaring high,
wind touching the tip of waves ,
and making them climb the unsurmountable shores.

Yes, thats when I realised that in the tougher times ,
when life is like a tumultuous wave stuggling to find its ground,
the thrust of hope comes like a wind,
and washes you past the shore of new life.

What a wonderful realization,
you ought not let it pass by,
for this thrust is the message from Thee,
that he is there , somewhere nearby .

He adores you for you are his child, the sea ,
the waves, the shore, all he's made for you,
for you to learn the basic truth,the truth that awaits the enlighment of your soul,
the truth that conveys the greatest fact , that for every low, theres always a high!

tea addicts home run.......

well frustrated with the day long work, when i reached home , as usual i was drenched in sweat ,was looking for the switch board to switch on the fan but lethargy took over. who would switch on the fan, i better rest was my answer to myself.

hereagain i would like to thank my roomies for their undying love for me and their principles of having a proper meal . They served me dinner and were making tea for the group(our latest custom....we think tea will refresh us....reality is...well a cup of tea and we snore real well).

Suddenly we realised that the sugar box was empty . Having tea was mandatory so sugar was needed. Tea without sugar wouldn't be tea. Guess what was the time, 9.30 p.m., well half an hour left for food world(grocery shop) to shut down.

No brainstorming was required, with a intuitive sense which always moved us in sync when tea was considered, we got up from our places, took the house and the car key, locked the house and ran down towards the parking lot, to board our car.

Well the drive was a bit rough...thanks to the novice driver that i am! Somehow we made it to the grocery shop....you could see the glee on our faces.Well we didnt give up to lethargy...we won
the this battle for the spirit of tea (Maa...see ur daughter.......u would be proud for this day......).Our faces shining with the sense of victory in the star lit sky.

we ran towards the closing shutters of the shop......... ran through the crowded gateway and started fishing for the sugar bag.... Alas! we found a 5kg weight sugar bag....(by this time anything would have done).

girls at shopping , can u think then would it get over so soon...we did have our share of huge buyout...the dikki of the car was full(guess what we bought............) grocery for whole month.!!!!!!

well we drove back home contended...!Our yearned Sugar bag with us...tea would taste even better now (....add the smell of triumph to it................!)


yahoooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!! tea was made...with all ingredients intact............................

tea was awsome................ so was the evening......!!!!!

Tea addicts ( thats us) RULE!