RIVALS DURING THE DAY SIBLINGS BY NIGHT!

"DONT U DARE!" i shreiked as the last cookie of hide and seek was left and as usual my sis was eyeing on it.

"its mine di....u ate half the packet .....and then u say u want to lose weight" she commented

OH GOD....MY WEIGHT ...I HAD FORGOTTEN ABOUT IT { yes i am gonna crib about my weight till i deseve that song....47 weight kudi da :P...which i am cent percent sure is not gonna happen

" whatever.....that cookie is mine...stay away" i acted like a big sister which was oh not so obvious

" and u think ill let it go...huh....u r so damn wrong"she said

"what are u ...crazy?....its just a cookie....which is MINE MINE MINE..." i babbled

" IDGAF" she snapped

"wat the hell are u saying....speak human...damn it" i was on the verge of losing my temper

" oh di u r so budhu....its I DONT GIVE AWAY FOOD" she snorted{ OMG i dont blv dis...did she really expected me to understand it}

AS IF!....okay not to brag but she is seven years younger to me and i expect her to act that way ....what way?...of politely giving away the cookie to me and then hugging me back {ohkay fine we can leave the hug.its quite girlie..eww}....but what an amazing fact....ITS QUITE OPPOSITE 

"what noise are u girls making....what are u fighting about now" mumma cropped into the scene from nowhere

"mom , kittu is not giving me my last cookie" i complained

"why shud i? is ur name written on it"she said sarcastically

OKAY SO NOW MY SMALL SISTER WAS BEING SARCASTIC AT ME....LIKE REALLY....GHOR KALYUG

" okay u girls,.....stop being so silly ...divide it into half...ok?..u are my little princesses...right?" my mum tried to sort the chocochip fight between us

THE PRINCESS TRICKS ALWAYS WORKS FOR ME...HAHAAA

" ok mom" i said like a small princess wud say

'to hell with it...i hate princesses...i hate pink...wats wrong with u di...are u an alien or something" she retorted back as soon as mum turned her back around {ok fine agreed my rooms pink...the bedcovers are baby pink...my study decor is pink ....but its cute not like her black doraemon cupboard which sometimes scares me at night when i get up to drink water and see doraemons red eyes shining....so ghostly...i tell u ;O}

"cut the crap and divide it into half" i was getting impatient now...

CREAK the sound of the cookie being broken

"the right parts mine and the left ones is urs" she ordered

i knew where this was going  ...she had unequally divided my hide and seek :(

i never seem to get this "MY THING " rule...its something like daltons law of atomics...even being wrong we still read it:P so heres the rule

1 if i like it its mine

2 if i am holding it, its mine

3 if its mine...it cant be urs anyways!

4 if i looked at it first its mine

5 if u put it down,it automatically becomes mine

6 OVERALL EVERYTHINGS MINE......U R OUT OF THE PICTURE

"fine! its urs ...eat  it fatty" i walked away

few minutes later i hear a knock on my door....."what is it....i am not talking to u ....go away"

kittu opened the door and entered with a bowl of cookies filled

i tried pretending { GOSHHH its so hard to ignore it......"

" sorry di....come lets eat it together..."

"oeeeee.....really? thanku" i gushed at this sweet gesture { so yeah i underestimated the power of a common man....i mean my lil sis...i still cant stop smiling"}

mom was watching all this from a distance.,.." my sweet baby princesses ....see sharing makes it so much fun...no?" she gushed

AND I GUESS IT WAS TOO EARLY TO PRAISE TWO  CATS

"hey di...."

" yes...?"

" u r holding a cookie that has more choco chips ....thats mine" kittu chipped

"no....urs has more ...look ..." i tried pacifying her

"so give me urs"

" u r pathetic! " i shook my head in disbelief

"U BOTH ARE IMPOSSIBLE"mum said......AND THE  FIGHTING CONTINUES......

so friends, this raksha bandhan ....trust me.....gift hide and seeks to ur siblings.../.heheee

i am sure we are not the only ones who fight like crazy....and to prove my point am gonna tell another incident about my friend shivi and her nosy brother who is getting taller and taller....

so she took her bro to shopping to select a rakhi .....while browsing shivi teased him that shell tie a noddy on his wrist :P....to further annoy her....he declared that instead of taking 1000 rs from their dad , he would give shivu 25 rs every month on installment basis

god it feels so good to know that i am not alone.....another friend of mine...spee thats we call her....has a small sister who loves to evesdrop our conversation whenever we speak on the phone....we actually didnt know about it till the lil girl started to make weird noises on the phone

YAYYYY HENCE IT PROVES I AM NOT AN ALIEN AND ALL SIBLINGS ARE BORN WEIRD .....heheeeeee

i know that brothers and sisters can be really annoying but life without them is no fun.....its like the cartoon world without tom and jerry...

so my advise to all the siblings out there is KEEP ANNOYING AND SMILING  at ur bros n sis's 

it makes the world a better place .....of course not excluding the hide and seeks:P

HAPPY RAKSHA BANDHAN TO ALL MY FAMILY , FRIENDS AND READERS....MAY U ALL ALWAYS SHARE A GREAT BOND WITH UR SIBLINGS FOREVER....KEEP SMILING:)

and just so u know...i am gonna tie a doraemon on my brothers wrist....HAHAHAAAA

WHY SHOULD BABAS HAVE ALL THE FUN?

As i ...was scrolling down on the screen of my lappy....i hounded upon an article written by the former bollystar -twinkle khanna or now betterly known as mrs funnybones.

the newsfeed was on the recent scam on the beauty queen ...oops sorry the spiritual guru who applies chunk of choona with a hue of dark red lipstick and is a dream desire for every man who is lucky enough to make her dance { yeah fine...i guess i should probably stop doing this....dont wanna get arrested for it:p }

so as i went down to feed my comment , i came across a terribly conservative man who was at his hypocritical best.

quoting him  "twinkle khanna , can u please count the number of films u have done? cant u stick being a respectable housewife who has just to dress up while the nanny takes care of the kids? dont challenge our beliefs whn ur mind is idle"WOAHH such an ardent follower....indeed ...y not? after all she has such hot moves !

BLOODY HELL! look at the audacity this man has forloned......may heavens bless him with chunks of radhemaa dances ...heheee

even in this 21st century where our phones are getting thinner and faster and our minds FATTER AND STUPID ....this guy has proved that there are still households who dont respect the brains which are accidently gifted to us by self proclaimed gods like radhe maa 

"POPAT" thats the word i wud use to describe such dainty people who lure normal homo sapiens just to earn their bread and butter even if it means leaving no supper for their so called "sangat"

not that i am against the beliefs people hold or the faiths they have.....its simply COMMON SENSE which is lacking especially in india.

i mean ...to be honest i didnt know what exactly the case was ....to find out...i searched the net and was astonished to find huge similarity between radhe maa and lady gaga....{dude even lady gaga looks so decent n sober in front of her}

though m really happy for mr asaram.....he'll be getting a beautiful company in jail....or mr nirmal babaji who had an INVISIBLE teesri ankh that opened only wen samosas were served with green chutney ....it will now be opened to c radhe maa dancing

hey...just realized that karan johar alraedy knew about the make up lady's harkatein....thats the reason he invented the song "radha on the dance floor ....radha likes to party...radha likes to move that sexy body"...{ P.S .....shit! i m even fatter than radhe maa....good lord i really need to stop eating those kulcha rolls....bt damn it i cant do that....isnt there an easy way out to shed some kilos?....:p}

okay not deviating on my weight issues again....i zoomed the picture in which she was wearing a red bedsheet....oh wait ....that was her sari!....carrying a trishul....{ oh my my....me n my sister always buy hanumanjis gadha n trishul on every dushera .....does dat mean we are her distant cousins...NOOOO ...we need to stop buying the trishuls!!}

i personally dont mean to defame these godgurus....though its quite evident that i really respect the guy who claims to cure tuberculosis by eating paneeer chilla with red ketchup.....doctors? u listening ...i think u should throw ur degrees n scalpels n pick up knives and spices and learn to make the  paneer chilla! by the way...can they help me in losing my weight and not leaving my chola kulchas too ..:p

this time i m not gonna end with keep smiling....its gotta be large...KEEP LAUGHING :)

BOYS CAN CRY TOO.....

He was a normal boy
like every one else
tied the shoelaces himself.

he too had feelings like everyone
bt kept it to himself as it would bring
nothing but mockery

he too worked hard
prayed to lord
bt he could not show that he was scared
as it would bring nothing but cold sneers

he too was rejected
dumped,kicked
bt he did not shed even a single tear
the pressure was forced on him only to bear

he couldnt tell his grief to his parents
as he feared troubling them as he was a boy
not to the society coz they thought it was all a coy
not to his wife as he had to be more stronger
bt now pain became unbearable any longer


he cried in front of the mirror in the school as a child
"ladke rote nhi"
and hearing it he would again fake that smile
there were moments where he wanted a mothers hug during his growing up days
bt society had imbibed some other ways
"dont be a mummas boy" they would say


now after years that boy became a father
seeing his little kid cry
he made him even more stronger
so that people cudnt make fun of him any longer
he taught him to love to cry and told him that it was okay to be shy
he made the child to respect each person as a gem
who once lost wont be replaced.


"dont hide your feelings....itll do no good"
being a boy doesnt mean u have to always be bad
i am proud that you are my son, lad EARN THE RESPECT U DESERVE






so, this poem is dedicated to all the boys and gentleman who somewhere sometime feel so helpless and clueless....that they have no idea whom to talk to as some impositions have been restricted upon them
we all keep talking about girls crying , being sad,victimised and boys being the evil creatures
and on the other hand we talk about gender equality.
is it us again being a hypocrite and a diplomat at the same time?
have you ever wondered why is it always the guys who are arrested for wrong doings?
its because they have supressed their feelings for so long and when it comes out it takes the heinous forms of murders rapes bullying ragging and what not!
"ladke khana nhi banate" a friend of mine recently said.....dude grow up,the best chef in the world are males
lets face it people....guys too are somebodys son, brother,father,husband
they too have a heart
please give them the right to live , to breathe , to cry and TO SMILE

hats off to my father, my chachus, my mamus, my brothers, my friends who all have helped me through adversity......its our turn now

LETS BRING ABOUT AN EQUAL CHANGE
KEEP SMILING:)

THE LOVE OF A DEAD BUG

i was reading one of the blog posts updated by preety shenoy and found the incident to be the most hilarious one ever!!!!

so as her son returned from school ....he began telling her the happenings of the day...

"mom u noe wat...a boy in the bus passed a chit to a girl today"

"oh really?"she  smiled coyly.....{ i mean why do mothers pretend to not know something when they are already pHDs in the field}

"so son wat did you see?"

"nothing just "from rakesh to riya" he replied

"and.......then wat happened?"

"nothing riya screamed "awwwwwwww"

"so something was special inside?" she enquired

"oh yeah ...very special ....i had been trying to catch it for months"

"catch it?!"

"yeah......its very unique mom ....rakesh wrapped up a dead rare bug in the paper"

so....yes ....i cudnt help myself from laughing at it....i mean the little kid had the audacity to express his love through a dead bug:P