Committed by ELIZABETH GILBERT

OK, SO IF YOU EVER, BY ANY RIGHT TIMING, IMPULSIVE TIMING, FAIRY TALE TIMING  decide to get married and you have exactly five hour before you walk down the aisle,

Skip the bridal make up and read this one! Please oh please. Not only is this a self-discovery memoir this time, it’s a ‘am I ready questionnaire’ for you!  Elizabeth and Felipe decide never to get married, but swear eternal fidelity to each other. Everything runs smoothly, until the homeland security intervenes! Watching the love of her life chucked out of the country, they both decide to tie the knot! Is our very own ‘eat, pray, love’ queen ready for this roller coaster? She goes back into time, exploring the meaning of marriage for different yet esoteric civilization!  How feminist moment came into existence?

Drilling her family history, talking to different women all over, what exactly marriage mean to them? Its an insight to a different world!

Elizabeth is one hell of a writer who would explain you downright assumptions and concepts of philosophy, and guess what you aren’t even bored! 

There’s a line in committed, Felipe confesses to her, “I always believed the real place of women is in the kitchen, sitting peacefully, with a glass of wine, watching her husband cook!”

Damn it! I don’t care if he is 17years senior to her! The couple is exactly what I ‘ll call trying to create a fairy tale, completely aware of risks, yet with great spirit!

here we go ladies!

The reason behind this post is the late night discussion I had with my friend, why on earth we stay so fix on notion that women are suppose to get married? In the last few days I had the following clashes that made me sick:-

1.     I am a ‘girl’ , I need to learn how to cook!

2.    Boys can get by, we girls are versatile!

3.    You need to be religious!

Oh man! Hello which century? Can’t really understand how quick others are to lay down the moral and social obligations for women! The divorce rate in new York is 50% ,

Yeah, you’ll say they are Americans!  Then understand this, its 40% in Mumbai…

How about this? Shocked?

Here I would like to explain before any conclusion strikes, I am not a vehement supporter of divorce, I do believe marriages are sacred! But what I really find disgusting, its how the brutal conservatives blame the women,

If a marriage breaks and officially because the wife was focused on her career, what is so bloody wrong about it? What is wrong about not being born superhuman? Manage home and kids, manage office indeed!

Wow….hold it right there, if all the male fraternity expects  their wife will be a full fledged home maker, while making a top notch professional, lets come back to reality,

She NEEDS YOUR COOPERATION AS MUCH AS YOU DO!

If you are too ashamed to wash the dishes, a blot on your manhood,  I am really sorry to burst the bubble, but a lot of women have began with the process.(of filing the divorce ofcrs!)

They have started questioning,

“why can’t he do that?”

“why is it always me taking leaves from work?”

And trust me these are not really those questions you want to hear answers of!

Women in this country have began cross questioning, many like my friend give a damn, for her marriage is not a social obligation, it would be a decision, based on the very fact if she is ready to spend the rest of her life with the guy she choose to love.

a glass of wine to end the misery!

How could a day suck so much? Ok, lets start from the start! What would you reply to a person with 'I told you so ' lines? This is the phrase just needed to drive me up the wall! But what would you clearly say to a person, who in the first place never said anything, comes up  with 'I told you so' line after it’s a mess. I swear to god I wanted to slap him right then, but authority is  the real bitch! 

From the past week, I slept hardly, lost all my appetite, even I don't know on which corner my friends reside….when I wake up I am blurting out my presentation! Everything was just fine even when the presentation was over, I stood in front of audience comprising of IIM students, our group being youngest of all! We pulled it off, atleast we weren't bad or for that matter on a pathetic scale! Here comes my class coordinator trudging, with that wicked gloating camouflaged by sympathy…'I told you to maintain connectivity of slides'

Hello? When did you?

My group mate slowing pinched my hand, totally aware I was about to snap 'f#$% off!' why shouldn’t i? even the IIM guys had enough decency to understand we were juniors, much inexperienced, nervously excited juniors! Why can't people mind their own business? Don't they ever take off those grim surfaced judging spectacles? If I had a glass of wine today, I would have rested my frustrations there!

Parents and teenagers!

Parents are very prone to accept the prevailing parenting ideologies, usually that does make sense, Right? Given the circumstances humans have always adapted from cultures.

Why I choose to write this ? Recently a friend of mine commented she practically has a 100% transparent relationship with her parents. This not only left me befuddled , it marked the course of my further research,

Can such a crystal clear relationship with parents is possible? Specially when we talk about our Indian society, where dichotomy (what parents know and what is for real) always raises its bar , when it comes to teenage- parents relationship.

Hereby I am talking about  very simple, middle class Indian families!  Not the fairy tallish 'janne tu ya janne naa' types where parents are such an epitome of understanding that you wanna trade place with Genelia! ( this only being a secondary reason if you are a die hard Imran fan!)

What my problem is, Are we teens ready to share our every problem with our parents?

Are our parents ready to hear out our every problem without being highly prejudiced and judgmental?

I had a friend who was quite honest about her relationship with her boyfriend, from an early start….her parents not only supported the newly smitten high school lovers; facilitated their weekly dates at home…(quite an American picturesque ) after they broke up, girl was escorted by her mother, all the waivers were deposited back into the age old bank of 'right parenting!'  it was an unmitigated disaster, informing your parents who on earth she was dating…unfair it may sound but what was her mother thinking? A tenth grader will marry the first guy she was infatuated with? Aren't we all aware how short lived this thing is?

Most arguments whether related to talking to that 'guy' your parents think of as suspicious,  a bit stretched outing  with friend, overspending (which I do think parents have complete right to control!), major career decisions (which should be your final decision…),  never seem to loosen up! Its like a cowboys v/s alien war!

We live in a country where 'dating' does not exist for teenagers, partially exist for early twenties  and by the time you are stable enough to dive into really knowing someone for life, you are already in cue of choosing girls from a bundle of snaps or showing yourself to the probable in-laws! (sparing the matrimonial sites or newspapers!)

What I am stressing is if you are a teen, in a relationship or for life's sake just dating! Can you really make your parents your eternal confidant?  I know  lots n lots of teenagers in bliss with their clandestine relationship, their parents are in dark, (obviously! That’s the only reason they are still breathing or facebooking!)  but as for this generation I don't see any spirit of disclosure any sooner! Keep hiding, keep dating n yeah keep loving until the point you are caught, broken up or worse married to someone else! (bloody caste n religion matters...)

bend it like Beckham ji :)

beautiful lyrics + music...

Recently i was in my so called over dramatic state completely losing it, got few scoldings, messed up here and there....and when it was time to face the audience i wanted to be invisible, but fortunately i pulled it off with dignity.... these are just five songs i love like hell, i am not rating them, all are wonderful and 'feel good factor!'  

what your soul sings by Massive Attack

Don't be afraid

Open your mouth and say

Say what your soul sings to you

Your mind can never change

Unless you ask it to

Lovingly re-arrange

The thoughts that make you blue

The things that bring you down

Only do harm to you

And so make your choice joy

The joy belongs to you

And when you do

You'll find the one you love is you

You'll find you

Love you

Don't be ashamed no

To open your heart and pray

Say what your soul sings to you

So no longer pretend

That you can't feel it near

That tickle on your hand

That tingle in your ear

Oh ask it anything

Because it loves you dear

It's your most precious king

If only you could hear

And when you do

You'll find the one you need is you

You'll find you

Love you

Somewhere Over The Rainbow

Somewhere over the rainbow

Way up high

There's a land that I heard of

Once in a lullaby

Somewhere over the rainbow

Skies are blue

And the dreams that you dare to dream

Really do come true

Some day I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where troubles melt like lemondrops

Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly

Birds fly over the rainbow

Why then, oh why can't I?

Some day I'll wish upon a star

And wake up where the clouds are far behind me

Where troubles melt like lemondrops

Away above the chimney tops

That's where you'll find me

Somewhere over the rainbow

Bluebirds fly

If birds fly over the rainbow

Why then, oh why can't I?

If happy little bluebirds fly

Beyond the rainbow

Why, then oh why, can't I?

JASON MRAZ  REMEDY

I saw fireworks from the freeway

And behind closed eyes I cannot make them go away

'Cause you were born on the fourth of july, freedom ring

Now something on the surface it stings

I said something on the surface

Well it kind of makes me nervous

Who says that you deserve this

And what kind of god would serve this?

We will cure this dirty old disease

If you've got the poison I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience.

This is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that it's serious.

This is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend

The rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends

When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.

I heard two men talking on the radio

In a cross fire kind of reality show

Uncovering the ways to plan the next big attack

They were counting down the ways to stab

The brother in the be right back after this

The unavoidable kiss, where the minty fresh

Death breath is sure to outlast this catastrophy

Dance with me, because if you've got the poison,

I've got the remedy

The remedy is the experience.

This is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that it's serious.

This is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend

The rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends

When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

 I won't worry my life away.

 I won't worry my life away.

 When I fall in love I take my time

There's no need to hurry when I'm making up my mind

You can turn off the sun but I'm still gonna shine and I'll tell you why

Because The remedy is the experience.

This is a dangerous liaison

I say the comedy is that it's serious.

This is a strange enough new play on words

I say the tragedy is how you're gonna spend

The rest of your nights with the light on

So shine the light on all of your friends

When it all amounts to nothing in the end.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't worry my life away.

I won't and I won't and I won't

Remember The Dream

by James Ingram

You have a choice

Your heart will know

You gotta look back sometime

To know where to go

You have a voice

Long as you live

It's never too small

Whatever you got to give

When your life is low (hold on)

And you want to let go (be strong - hold on)

Remember the dream we had

When there was nothing else

Remember the light that shines

And find it in yourself

Remember the dream is yours

So let it guide your way

And keep it alive with you each day

Don't ever say

You just don't care

the chances you take

Will take you as far as you dare

Don't be afraid

Hold your head high

There's strength in your soul

You never know till you try

When your life is low (hold on)

And you want to let go (be strong -- hold on)

You're not alone .. somebody cares

(Hold on ...be strong)

When you're walkin' the road

With those who been there

(You're not alone)

Remember the dream is yours

So let it guide your way

And keep it alive with you each day.

Whitney houston

Lost touch with my soul

I had no where to turn

I had no where to go

Lost sight of my dream,

Thought it would be the end of me

I thought I’d never make it through

I had no hope to hold on to,

I thought I would break

I didn’t know my own strength

And I crashed down, and I tumbled

But I did not crumble

I got through all the pain

I didn’t know my own strength

Survived my darkest hour

My faith kept me alive

I picked myself back up

Hold my head up high

I was not built to break

I didn’t know my own strength

Found hope in my heart,

I found the light to life

My way out of the dark

Found all that I need

Here inside of me

I thought I’d never find my way

I thought I’d never lift that weight

I thought I would break

I didn’t know my own strength

And I crashed down, and I tumbled

But I did not crumble

I got through all the pain

I didn’t know my own strength

Survived my darkest hour

My faith kept me alive

I picked myself back up

Hold my head up high

I was not built to break

I didn’t know my own strength

There were so many times I

Wondered how I’d get through the night I

Thought took all I could take

I didn’t know my own strength

And I crashed down, and I tumbled

But I did not crumble

I got through all the pain

I didn’t know my own strength

Survived my darkest hour

My faith kept me alive

I picked myself back up

Hold my head up high

I was not built to break

I didn’t know my own strength

inner voice!

Dear diary/blog,

I have learned this weekend one great lesson. no matter how much things pinch and no matter how much a person is irritated by you, if person wants to stay, surely will! At any and every cost! They say if you truly love someone you don't wanna change them, but from where I see if you love someone you change them for better… how much you drive your friends crazy, one true apology works wonders! Life isn't linear, it’s a curve and a very complicated equation that I really can't solve….yet I do believe at some point in life I might be able to extract few solutions…as for love, the one you love, they are simply the last people you want to hurt… they are the last you want to see with that sad look, they are the last you wanna have serious fight with! They are the first you wanna hold onto, they are the first you want to stand by….yeah I am in mushy mood I guess, but a certain gesture really touched my heart and something unexpected I concluded out of it…the people you love will care n fight with you as long as you live:) so keep loving n keep fighting…thats how the cycle goes…

Chao….

Your mushy owner,

An enthralling poet...

1. He didn’t give a shit how his poems were slaughtered by critics, who thought that they knew everything about life and literature….
2. He kept writing, contemplating and made the most of his otherwise short life!
3. He built real relationships , connections and friendships!
4. If he wasn’t very appreciative of someone's work, he didn’t subterfuge praise! (p. b Shelly loved his works, but Keats never reciprocated the appreciation, unless he felt it!)
5.  He wrote because he truly loved gracing paper with his mighty pen! (he died thinking himself a great failure. Even in his waning health he was most productive!)
Some of his quotes...
1. I am certain of nothing but the holiness of the heart's affections, and the truth of imagination. 
2. Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter: therefore, ye soft pipes, play on !
3. Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know
4. But I being poor, have only my dreams. I lay them at your feet...Tread softly; for you tread on my dreams.
5. I have good reason to be content, 
for thank God I can read and 
perhaps understand Shakespeare to his depths.
I wonder what Keats did that was new? He wrote even when people castigated his work. He made life, love and poetry his religion…in England where you gott to be a noble laureate to be ever considered close to a writer, at that point of time without a proper education he turned into poet…he worshipped nature through his poetry!  

its show time!

Thank goodness its September and most shows are back or will be in a week to follow!
Here are five shows I absolutely can't wait for (yet I'll have to!)

5. Fringe! :- ok it’s  way over the top science fiction American TV show, but the last twist completely lured me into wanting for more! Ever wondered what if someone completely disappeared from your life leaving not even traces into your memory? What kind of different person you would be then? Peter bishop(male protagonist) is no more existent… I wanna see what kind of Olivia (female protagonist) would be then? Then there are millions of inexplicable phenomenon occurring!  

4. The vampire diaries :- well I am very bored with vampires, but this roots back to old golden days when Stephanie Meyer didn’t spoil the interest we had in vampire fantasies…
   To be honest its way better then twilight! Its on somehow the same new moon curve, Stephan gone,  Elena has Damon's shoulder to lean onto! I hope they play it better then our twilight trio!

3. How I met your mother :- this lost marginally to my second on the list, it’s the only comedy show I watch…the only fact I do is coz they are not trying to recreate friends magic…(no one can!) I just wanna know who on earth ends up marrying ted!

2. Bones:- there are million reasons I love this one! You just need to watch it to love it….Brenan is great, booth is awesome.,..now they are going have a baby together! Oh gosh…. there are so many crimes to solve, plus with gravedigger dead, its time for another dirty villain to pop up! 

1. Castle:- apple of my eye! The last twist, Beckett gets shot and our very own castle drops up 'I love you' . will they ever talk about it? Yes, the mystery of Beckett's mother's death, will it be solved ever? I love tension between the leads, the love and not so in love! The witty comments of castle… may be I have an intense emotional attachment to this one.

(Note:- nikita is just a season old, I don't wanna judge it right away, I love big bang theory but I am not a very regular viewer, other series that I really look forward to  in one of my 'couch potato days' is DEXTER! Heard lots of nice stuff about it…..that's all for now, do tell me what kind of sitcoms you love!)

inspiration for the soul!

• According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way that a bee should be able to fly. It's wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway. Because bees don't care what humans think is impossible.

quote 'bee movie!

I am not really sure if this story holds the truth or not, somehow its very special…. So here it is,

According to the story, two "country hicks" came to Harvard and wanted to talk with the president.  A haughty secretary resisted the couple and made them wait for hours.  In exasperation, she finally asked the president to see the visitors, which he did if for no other reason to get rid of them.  The couple told him their son had attended Harvard for a year and he had loved it, but had been killed in an accident and they wanted to build a memorial to him.  The president discouraged them, saying they couldn't erect a memorial to every student who had died.  The couple said they were thinking of donating for an entire building in their son's honor.  The president discouraged them and mentioned how much all of the buildings at Harvard were worth.  The lady commented to her husband that if that was all it took to build a university, they ought to construct their own.  So...Mr. and Mrs. Leland Stanford went to Palo Alto, California and built a school in honor of their son...a memorial to a student that Harvard no longer cared about.

That's how Stanford university was built!

where have i kept thee?

Where have I kept thee?

Is it in secret corner of my heart?

Too deep to depart?

Is it in dusky rusted files I buried?

Tell me where you are?

I kept you safe I remember,

Where was the place again?

Are you feeling lost?

Its been a while I thought of you,

Its been ages I cried the way I use to do,

Still I clutch on last shreds of remembrance hard,

A part of me resided inside you…

The last few alphabets I drew,

At the back of the landmark you stood,

Crossing you arm to the chest,

A snapshot that could never cease the moment,

I haven't lost thee,

Thee was too motionless to keep,

I conceive a memory,

Fresh, live and self sustainable

i want something to worry about:(

Everything is exceptionally great and peaceful nowadays…its like in three years I feel I am really breathing! Metaphorically ofcrs!

Being the constant worrier I am, I feel like my writing has stagnated to a point! Damn it! It was so easy to write when I was sad, when something was pricking…but now as my problems are waning…I seriously have no idea what should I write, what should I worry about? Kinda creepy I know, seems like I need to really learn the art of happy living and progressing! As for my writing, it’s  craftsmanship, you gott to struggle at every stage, with every notion, every word! Still I would be really really thankful if anyone suggests something, what should I do to improve myself, advices welcomed…till then thanku guys for being there… chao for now:)

  

inanimate love!

That's  a  love  song  from  a  violin  to  a  electric  guitar!  (courtesy  to  Sarah  k  that  I  thought  in  the direction...)

They say I am being mawkish,

Closing my eyes to the obvious!

Coming close to you would rip my heart from shock,

Too blind to see you are too rough for me!

They say you are a real charmer,

You are rock,

I am melody!

But I could feel from inside we are alike!

You need my soft strings,

I need your strength,

Every time we catch the same rhythm, I feel I am on fire,

So honey guitar, you need to know you are my only desire!

Gesprach

This  post  is  strictly  a  diary  page  and  I  don't  mean  to  demean  anything!

Dear  diary/ blog  or  whatever  inanimate  object  I  am  talking  to,

I  had  a  real  good  week  except  the  part  where  I  gorged  on  chocolates  like  a  vampire  does  for  blood!  And  the  weekends  of course   where  I  had  no  idea  what  to  do,  so  I  ended  up  doing  the  same  thing,  reading  writing,  watching  movies  and  bla  bla  bla!

Movies  were  too  corny  and  mushy,  except  the  iron  man  1  which  made  feel  like  an  idiot!  The  part  where  Gwyneth  says  Latin  is  a  dead  language  I  felt  like  I  would  cry...  Sombre  it  up,  you'll  say  I  know!  I  am  practically  working  on  template  designing  since  last  three  days, right  from  downloading  the  adobe  Photoshop  feature  to  working  on  it  and  the  irritating  html  coding  part,  felt  all  Greek  to  me!  I  know  previous  template  was  best  I  could  have  managed,  but  then  you  really  can't  compare  your  first  work  with  someone's  legend(don't  wait  for  it!) ary  work…I  hate  my  German  teacher  at  times,  yet  the  language  is  so  annoyingly  beautiful!  Not  first  on  my  list  though!  I  am  done  with  cooking  for  this  season,  no  try-outs  for  sure!  My  hand  is  all  healed,  (thank goodness!) 

Our  family  tradition  of  watching  kbc  every  night  is  going  great,  my  scores  are  way  better  then  dad,  while  mom  always  win  with  those  mythological  questions…apple  CEO resigned,  bad  news,  oh  wait  its  not  my  economic  journal…guess  I  have  nothing  much  to  blabber,  can't  believe  I  can  comprise  my  week's  entire  happening  in  a  silly  one  paragraph!  I  promise  you  I'll  have  lots  of  stuff  to  share  next  time  or  hell  I'll  make  it  up :) God  save  me,  chao  for  now...  

Your  insane  owner!