my flat :)

What happens when four girls from different backgrounds come together…..different habits, cultures.. well, in my case it’s a blast.. im talking about my flat.. our shared flat monika, shweta, priyanka and I..

Beginning from morning when we are together.. the masti begins.. as I have mentioned before, we have to wake up Monika at times using different tactics.. the simplest and the most time saving one is to tickle her.. then we all pester her for tea..

Shweta and me would make bhaji roti.. with Monika pitching in.. bhaji making time is to share the “night talk”.. no we are not into stuff which th e reader may be thinking of.. its time to share whoz bf said what!! Whoz parents think what about the BF.. and the blah followed by advices and male bashing… a healthy bitching session brings in a calm.. at least in me….. all the kachra is out and done with!!!

Breakfast time.. “I DON’T FEEL LIKE GOING TO OFFICE” this is our pet feeling/dialogue repeated each and everyday during tea… this obviously leads to another session of harmless bitching…. of the office in general, and then the co workers slowly moving up to the bosses(no offences meant). Another session which brings in a feeling of calm within all of us.. Then suddenly we look at our watched “ CRAP ITS 8…” rush to office begins! After all we have to come back home

Evening time… Is MESSY.. invariably everyday, something or the other gets finished… yesterday it was salt.. our “maushi” reminds us.. but we always forget till the time it actually finishes.. human mentality.. or should I say our house mentality.. its fun though.. Our maushi wonders how we survive at times..!!! shez a life saver …after we come from office.. all the basics are taken care off by her…

Dinner time involves Monika and Shweta discussing about serials, or we discuss some news item or the other.. these useless discussions are relaxing after the so called useful ones….

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Each day is new.. even though on the surface they all may appear to be the same.. for instance, yesterday, there was no need to make lunch.. but I had to 2day.. L The tea was warm yesterday coz things were on time, unlike today..
For instance yesterday I was bugging anyone and everyone coming in my way to read and comment on my blog, but today Srishti asked me if I had written anything so that she cud read. Well, I took as she liking my blogs (rather than TP). There is nothing like an ego boost right in the morning that also from office.. really.. please do post in your comments on that…

On a different note……Mez going home tomorrow… Diwali time…haven’t bought much for dad and bro…. money constraints.. then willingness constraints. To many constraints to buy anything for them now.. also, I know there would be no consequences.. so why bother.. J Men can be very accommodating at times unlike women (that’s a neutral, unbiased remark)..
Like today in the bus, a guy offered me his seat even though he was standing before me... I wonder if it was humanity( I was not tired at all) , or if he was trying to impress me ( I wonder why he’ll do that..) or may be was being gallant… whatever it was .. I GOT A SEAT.. .. so it was easy for me to listen to FM…and day dream..that’s a very good time pass in the bus.. sitting at one seat.. one can think about the a thousand things.. the mind would just wander, cook up possibilities…what if this and what if that.. till the stop comes, one has to push others to get by…. Get down..cross the road.. and here we are AGAIN.. OFFICE TIME.. and again.. read the paper.. blah blah.. talk to your colleagues.. blah blah…wait for lunch..blah blah……..BLAH

just another day

So…here comes another day.. I get up… and the first though which comes to my head.. …so what wud be dere in fridge which can be cookd for lunch.. drowsily I get up nd go 2 d kitchen. opened d firdige.. and lo!!!!! Im not wearing my specs... (very intelligent)

Go bak 2 my room , wear dem , cum bak…
thankfully, my roommates didn’t have dinner… so there is no need to cook.. ONE HURDLE CROSSED…
Hurdle 2- who’ll make the tea…hmmmm…MONIKA.. so there I go pestering her to make tea.. shez awesome at it.. the world’s (my world) best tea maker… ensuring that…
Next place to go to is the bathroom…I have to brush n shit n bathe within half an hour to catch the world (my world) renowned BEST bus….

Now.. one has to be apt at knowing the psychology of the drivers too… And im extremely bad at it. I run to catch “my” bus (there were other fools like me) and there we go…running…the marathon race.. lets see whoz the first one… run run run…
One the other side we have our DRIVER…..applyin the brakes for a second…. nd d moment we are near , he accelerates!!! There.. it goes… we all lose!!! That…..DOG!

Another wait…..wait….wait….. dere comes another bus.. we all won the race this time. I get a seat .. ah..what luxury!!
And im in office on time  yeppie …

NEWSpaper time…
So along with the newspaper is a supplement declaring Mr.Raj T as a lion!!! A lion out of cage ..something on those lines…very interesting….
Lion lives in a jungle. So it implies that Mumbai is jungle!!(No offence meant.. I love Mumbai). But common, logically this is what the implication is … the media should be more careful in typing out such stuff.. I mean.. Human mind can interpret things in different ways.. isn’t it!

Next job to be done ….. computer is switched on… .open the gmail(no mails as usual).. start working… work..more work….. snatch sometime for a blog(which none reads anyway)….
Ever wondered what the world would be like without a computer. Forget the world… my office...that wud be another blog…
Ah!! Wait for lunch time…….

marriage

Marriage is a social, religious,spiritual, or legal union of individuals(http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marriage)

It would not be wrong to say also that it is compulsory institution for men and women alike. Though it surely does have different connotation for the different sexes. Who knows for what joy was this institution made, and why? Some feminists state so that property could be passed on to the person of the same lineage? And this of course is connected to having one husband and so on.

How is it that no one has thought about the impact it has on individuals. The kind of pressure one goes through if one is not married? Women are conditioned to think that it is what their existence is for “so fall in love with some1 whom u can marry”. Otherwise what’s the point? Men are to earn because they are the bread winners!!

Why the hell!!!
Why have we made it so central to our lives.. Why can’t humans “just let it be”. I mean shouldn’t it be a choice. But the society does not permit it. If you are not married, its sure shot sign of u being “defected in some way or the other”. And we accept what others tell us. If tomorrow a neighbor comes and passes a comment, it almost becomes a life and death issue. It is US who give the credibility to ones who speak.

I have come across people who say that marriage is important so that you have someone to fall back on when ur old? So doe sit mean that if the NGOs/Govt open old age homes, marriages would stop? Some call it legalised sex. Which again makes me wonder that of prostitution is legalized what would it be like?
Some say for companionship. Then what are friends for? Some say to be with the one whom we love. So, that can be done anyway.
Somehow the bottom lines is that we all want to get married … for reasons unknown.. ..and we want others to do the same for reasons unknown…. Brody we live for reasons unknown