V day post.

The news was all around. There was indeed a pink envelope in the the head masters hand..

And her wildest dreams had true..

It did hold her name and there were boys and girls all giggling at her as she walked by.She held her head down in shame for no sin committed in her name. but still the trauma had begun. Someone had sent her a valentines day card and instead of blushing in glee she was embarrassed in shame. Her friends patted her, and pacified her. Its okay they said. We will find out who sent it.. As if it was a supari in her name. As she reached the head master - He just flung the card at her face and in his baritone voice he said " don't repeat this." and walked away.

She took the card in her hands.. There were lines in Greek or Latin. She couldn't make head or tail.She was the laughing stalk of her whole class now..Love had become a bane.She quietly went back to her class.. and crushed the note that she wanted to give to him at last..

Now the laughing stock of the class that she was, she couldn't find the courage to ask him out.

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It was 4 am in the morning... And she lay awake waiting for his message.. He was very slow at typing.. But each word he said was worth a thousand smiles for her.. And thus she waited in vain.. It was blissful listening to the pouring rain.. Sleeping off in between dreaming of your man, waking up to find his message. They were mature now.. Both working and in their early twenties.. It was a call they had to take.. whether to proceed or to shy away.. And like the sms that she awaits, she waited for years for him to say, till it was of course too late..

Not only that she had a family at stake.. So did he whose thoughts were on her lines and so they did just sacrifice..

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It was a smile to kill for and she toiled hard to find one good reason to get away.. Finally the smile did its trick and she was slain..bent her head as he garlanded her in front of the sacred fire and they became man and wife like all desired.

Though there was no platinum ring, or a train that closed you in(or out) to tell her that she loved the man she had wed, she knew they were made for each other. The silent kisses and the assured smiles told her she was in the safest of hands.. She blissfully slept with her head on his chest and clutched him like a teddy bear.

This is the page the story now holds, waiting to see what next unfolds..

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Once again

Its really inspiring to know that people you know are writing for newspapers and other publishing media.. Two years back i had thoughts on those lines too which well never really materialised. I was in the hurry to get back my lost career in the corporate world and then started juggling between work and a new born baby.. Now i think that life's a little more sturdy and I'm out again looking out for some fun.

The new society complex that we are part of is really a nice one and there are quite a few ladies with whom I've really hit off well with.. Though the concept of making new friends after collage/ your first job still seems a herculean task for me until your really lucky or okay that good, it doesn't really sadden me now.I think finally im mature enugh (Yes i see an important age threshold fast approaching me ) But I still do miss my old friends and gang a lot..

And taking my son in the evenings to the garden is really something i look up to towards of the end of the day.

Though this valentines day again my valentine is not around (as on most important days) i don't feel like cribbing or sulking.. There are positive vibes around.. and i so wnat to make them stay.

I have completed my collage - the pic from where i did it is attached and looking forward to framing it.

Also looking forward to writing at least once in a while on this less trodden path called " dreamgalz nest" :) I hope i get enough motivation.. Till then.. CIAO

Hello World - we meet again

December 11 2008 is the day i publish my last post..

There is no reason why i stopped.. And no reason why today my fingers have started typing on this page again..

The last 2 years have taught me many lessons.. and i got my youngest teacher - my baby , my son - vedant.He is 1and a half years old now.

There is no scale to measure the change brought about in a human being.. But changed i surely have . For today when i happend to read my previous posts and the comments i received for them, i was kind of surprised myself.

Well that exactly was the intent of me stating to blog; with the hopes that when i read them after many years it would flood my heart with sweet old memories..

I do not know if my old readers would be here somwhere in this virtual world of friendship that we created.. But i would be very much delighted if you happen to read this and post in a quick hello to me :)

And this is "hello world" all over again for me..

Reality Bites

After a gap of about 5 months i thought of resuming my blog.. With the big miracle of creation going on inside me and the hormones running haywire, thinking straight has been a luxury..But what the hell.. i write not for entertainment, not for acknowledgment but for myself..
So to all the people who seem to conveniently ignore my DISCLAIMER, i suggest you read it all over again before giving me a piece of your thick head.. :)

So in my post on reality bites, the first and foremost bit was when we left US for good and came back to India.. Man how can a country change so much in less than 2 years.. Its been 3 months and i still keep pondering..

With the mumbai terror attacks and all and with us living in Pune, the next closest city to Mumbai, i feel literally scared to bring a baby into this world.. What safety do i assure this teeny weeny being?? I wanted a baby so i could cuddle it and play with it and what not.. (ya ya silly i know!!) But now protecting it from what not seems to be the going to be the only list on my agenda..

Anyways happy thoughts is all is supposed to be in my mind now so i thought i would lure myself into shopping.. My neighbour who just delivered her second kid seemed to be my perfect shopping guru. She was more than enthusiastic to help me and as her list poured in my head started spinning again.. So blissfully i decided to stick on tothe age old tradition of buying stuff only after the baby is born and buy only whats the most essential now.. :) So much help for my husband ha ha..

The prenatal classes i attended every Saturday for the past 2 months and where my husband dutifully took me seem to have embedded the labour and delivery scene well into my brain.. In the end i always end up looking enviously at my hubby who seems to be getting the best out of the deal. And I totally understand moms who wish to have a baby boy.. At least spare your child all that pain..

But on second thoughts having a baby girl would be so much more fun. And i think i have made so many plans that my hubby dreads he would have to spend the rest of his life in a pink house surrounded by teddy bears and chocolates and is praying hard he gets a baby boy :D

When we turned down the option to know the sex of the baby 3 times during the ultrasound in US, i never thought waiting in anticipation would be soooo difficult. So much for the sake of heeding to my husbands wishes of keeping it a big surprise.. After all it is me who keeps pondering a hundred times a day how life will be a month form now on.. But guess im happy theres just 1 more month to go.. :)

well i think if i pen down more on the reality bites i may end up giving myself one big fat bite.. So in the end retreating back into dreamgalz dream world works best for me :)

The daemon

It was way past midnight..At a girls hostel of our kind night is when life beings.. But the mid night pajama parties and musical nights were all now banned. Thanks to the change in management and replacement of our old, high pitched warden with a daemon. The daemon watched with her red sadist eyes and the moment she saw a smile or "look of love" on a 16 year old she made sure that it vanished in minutes.. She said she knew the look of love and it had done no one any good. Rumours about her broken affair and jokes about her blind, haunch backed lover were much narrated stories in our dorms. Entering into the girls hostel was now an unconquered quest for the boys. All the lovie-dovies and coochie-cooers suffered in silent tears..

Now all hopes where pinned on the sizzling six for a rescue from the current curfew..The sixer gang had all the sophisticated gadgets and amenities available at the time. In the times when even incoming calls were charged in India, all six of them had mobiles. They had the first camera phone in the whole town may be gifted by one of their super rich uncles or cousins. If anyone could afford to threaten the daemon it was them. with all the good luck and wishes from the other helpless girls, they started their strategy planning.

Day 1 was the attack of the pussy cats-there were dirty cats all over the place turning off trash bins, pooping in the mess and causing turmoil..

Day 2 was the attack of the bees when the wardens room was mysteriously filled with honeybees making her shriek and come out running in the middle of the night in her faded orange petticoat. ;)

Day 3 before dawn the sixer pack were busted and the first thing called off to the principals office. After formal warnings and threats about suspension/dismissal the sizzling six fuming all the more with anger started some serious plotting against the daemon.

Threats or warnings weren't new to them but the disappointment over their week long strategy being busted after day 2 was a serious blow. They needed a one time fool proof plan.

The whole of ga-ga land now talked about the tales of the daemon instead of the notorious sizzling six. Their reputation was now at stake. The other girls had started looking down upon them and the halo around their heads seemed to have vanished..

The girls now planned a bollywood style melodrama. Scandals were easy to spread in ga ga land. And for a change when it wouldn't be about teenagers they hoped the story would get more spiced up..

will they nail the daemon?? what are their stakes of winning without any scars? Stay tuned to bewitched...

the witch from ga-ga land

Hello anybody home?? This seems to be a deserted island.. Whatever happened to the lunatic blogger who owned this place?? Has she fled the country?? Ha ha guess she has had enough of USA!! Well I am the black witch from ga-ga land who will now take over this place.. I like anything painted red - RED the hot hot color of hell, the sweet soothing color of blood.. And in this redness we will bask - in the glory of being sinners and suck out from each other the confessions of the wicked mind..

So now beware people.. do not come here expecting to hear simple, sweet polite stories of a 20 something silly girl.. Things from now will be very very different.. The banished kingdom has been revived. Exciting new events now await you here.. Fasten your seat belts as you get ready to experience a roller coaster ride in this saga of misfortune, spite and vengeance..

Even if u encounter the 20 something girl in between, do not let the illusion mislead you. Be known you mortals -Deep down its now me - the witch from ga-ga land.. ha ha ha ha ha!!!

100

Can't believe my 100th post is coming so late.. But better late than never right? So here i go..

Been a busy month march.. with visa processing and loads of paper work.. But now i am off from work.. ha ha don't i deserve a break after just 1.5 months of hectic work?? ;)
well yes had the pay been stupendous, i would gladly call this my dream job!! But anyways 1.5 months of vacation after 1.5 months of work is amazing isn't it..
So India here i come!! After 1.5 years.. lots of 1.5 's here uh?? whats it about the half??
As heard the other night on sex & the city, according to carrie (one of the main characters) a girl sometimes need halfves.. (ya like her better half he he..) Now don't judge me by the type of sitcoms i watch, the tv here is very boring u see..
I can't express how excited i am about my vacation.. So here i am off on my big tour.. will mostly be absent form blogsville again for 1.5 months ;) unless I get the cravings to blog.. ha ha
So till then play safe u all.. And make merry!!

Love,
Diya