the three mistakes of my life

Halt,take a deep breath, and stop being stupid!!
If the title gives you silly ideas like this is some kinda confession from a drama-queen (a title my bestie thinks suits me)
its not.
It's Chetan Bhagat's latest book!!
The way Chatan Bhagat came up with this name also has a story to it!
His first two novels, though liked by readers, had a little negative critical acclaim, they said his books were a mistake, so he came up with this one titled, "the three mistakes of my life" as he said in an interview with "brunch magazine" (i m not responsible for the credibility of this story)

well, if you go ahead and read this book, I won't say its a mistake, the book is really a good read!
It has everything in it, politics, religion, cricket,a natural calamity, love,business,and of course it revolves around youth!
Three guys from Gujarat decide to start a business (that's one state where you actually get respected a lot more if you are into a business)
so its about this cricket accessories shop they start, and the happy and bad times they face, the impact religious and political happenings have on them...and, well ,read it yourself, its that good!
The best part that I liked from the book was a statement that meant something like this,
"god gives talent to the poor so that they get rich!"
which simply means that you can get rich, if
a) you think you are poor (or broke) ceteris paribus you got talent
b)you got talent, ceteris paribus you know how and where you want to use it
Suits someone like me, who comes up with freaky ideas to make money, though i can't think of places to spend it (we are not talking miser here!)
All in all, a good book to go with, but don't expect it to actually be changing your life!
especially if you read Rhonda Bryon, Cecelia Ahern and the likes, you may find him a bore,
but his writing skills are great!!
Bang on, precise, crisp (I still dont figure out how do you call a writing "crisp", this input is from my friend!), but I can sum it up like this, "no-nonsense"
and i love it!
if you got around 100 bucks, and need somthing quid pro quo, go for this one,
A two thumbs up from me!

shifting homes... not really excited..

Well, the title should give a fair idea what this is all about!

I am moving into a new house, and I am so so not excited about it!!

Actually, every time I have told this to someone who may change circumstances (read:mum) all I am being told is that my apprehension is baseless...

I am sick of acting outrageously surprised about it because I am "frustrated" about it!!

Is it remotely fair? You tell me?

One morning they wake me up with an extra sweet and potentially-diabetic "good-morning", then I get tea in my favourite mug, without asking for it (or usually my mornings

begin with a long lecture on acidity)

Then just as I am about to pinch myself to check that this is not a dream, you just look at me and say,

"How would you like to move into a new place?"

i feel (maybe not in the same order, though)

surprised

aghast

betrayed

not interested

angry

rebellious

frustrated

will I have my own room? (finally?!)

may I just go back to sleep?

So...

THAT is how I feel about the whole-moving homes thingy!

But they say every cloud has a silver lining

Umm let me actually start with identifying the forsaken cloud!!

The new house is well.. ummm NEW,

its not my old house, that's not the place all good things have happened to me!!

its just not it!

We are just shifting from Kalyan east to west nothing else! (does that remotely rhyme?)

We have absolutely no neighbours (is it a blessing in disguise?)

Its just too far away from the station

I'd be spending most of my pocket money on the rickshaws, omg!! the area is so so new that there are not enough rickshaws in there!!

there is no Internet in there!!

not even a land line!!!!

no cable connection! (am i shifting into a survival camps or the likes?)

everything about the house is complicated, including those stupid taps, and those idiotic bulbs!!

eeugghh!

but the silver lining is...

I finally have my own room, which is going to be done in pistachio color, my cupboard is going to have russet doors!

The best est part, my room has french windows!

even better, all the rooms have french windows!!

Well, and there is more to it, our new dining table has red chairs, and they brighten up the dull dining area, the pull out sofa set is in another cool shade!

and then mum has agreed to put up good portraits all over the passage that the house..

well ahem...

correction "my" new house has!

so acceptance seeps in, though gradually!

hopefully it prevails and stabilises......

Acquaintances

"Acquaintance" a mess to have one!!

this is the one thin line (or a heavy word) that separates friends & strangers!

these are the people who you wish you could ignore, but can't do that, because your doing that may upset them, and unlike friends, you can't expect them to understand, and unlike strangers, you can't have an I-care-a-fart attitude towards them!!

Such people are really difficult to handle, especially if you are a no-nonsense kind of girl like I am!

If I can't stand person,I really can't stand them, and if I find a person OK, well then, it's just OK!

But acquaintances!!

ow!!

Best est examples are people like your mum n dad's colleagues, or worse..

their kids!

an ache to be with..

Every time i come face to face with them, all i remember is my mum telling me how prodigal these kids are and what an embarrassment I am!!
yeah, i get clumsy at times, but my "manners" are never far from me!!
another example is that of heavily-interfering "neighbours"

like, well, this uncle(why cant we just call them by their surname? like Mr.*whteva"), I met yesterday,

he looks at me and says, "Anaya going to college does not imply you need to become a beauty pageant contestant, trying to go slim, it should be like there should be pits as you walk, and people should say things like 'Anaya walked this road'!! eat something, you need to be healthy "

I just said a "yes" and walked off, but what I really wanted to say was, "like you care! duh!"

A simple explanation to this attitude of mine is that I my stomach was screaming with hunger as I had just returned from classes and despite that, my mommy dearest sent me to a *very important* errand of hers!!

and then, its my weight I am losing, not yours!!

And there are so many better ways of making people talk about you, and making pits on the road is not exactly my claim to fame,

and in case if you haven't noticed, Indian roads have enough pits in them...

well, of the so many things I want out of my life, this category tops the list!
so congrats!

please be sure to collect your price money of a final wave and get out!

in fact...

on reconsideration...

GET A LIFE!!

"p.s. i love you"

Well,
I can't over this novel (i say this after every good novel I read, but this time, I mean it!)
It is titled "P.S. I LOVE YOU" by Cecelia Ahern, and is a very sweet, non-frivolous novel to be going through!!
Frankly speaking, I am much more inclined to reading Enid Blyton, J.K Rowling, Sidney Sheldon, Jeffery Archer, Khalid Hosseni and the likes, and I have mastered the art of running away from the (in)famous -*just in my case* M&B series..
But this book changed my perspective, and romantic always means all-things-sweet-pretty-mushy-cozy seems so so passe!!


Before you go ahead and find out about the book, do stop by for a movement and ponder over this question..
"What do you do when you know you are going to die, leaving behind your love in a mess?..."
This book as about two childhood sweet hearts, Holly and Gerry, who have everything perfect!
A happiness about having found a soul mate at such an early age, a sweet pleasure of growing up with your loved one, getting married at the right time and knowing that it is the best damn thing that you wished would happen to you, and a sense of superiority in knowing the fact it IS the best thing that HAS happened!
but then, things take a turn for the worse..
Gerry realises, at a very late stage, that he has brain tumor, and despite all efforts, he succumbs to death, leaving a devastated, destroyed Holly behind.
Slowly however, Holly begins to realise that she has to move on, though not move over Gerry.
she is much helped by her warm,comforting family, a great pack of friends and most importantly, by Gerry, through his letters...
letters that he has written to her for during his last times, letters that tell her how important it is to keep on living, letters that above all, thank her for the unconditional love she had for him.
each letter is well thought over, and comes in at the right time..
helping Holly through thick and thin.
Slowly, Holly takes the long road to recovery.. when finally at the end of the series of those 10 letters, Gerry tells her to move on..
find new love!
the fact that a dying husband, so much in love with his wife; tells her to move on in his most final movements left me speechless!
ow !!
i was so so moved.
really,
and as Holly rightly discovered,

"Sometimes, it's about living life, one letter at a time".....

well...

is is not strange?
how some people come in your life,
and quickly go,
some stay awhile,
and leave footprints on our heart,
and we are, never the same.....

philosophical as I may sound, I seriously feel the thought is very true.
every day we all move on, go to new places (well, maybe not everyday) but we do meet new people, or rather, a "newer" side of the same people we know,
almost everyday!
everyone who we meet may not really matter to us, like some correspnodences we keep just because we really really though unwantingly have to!
but then, there are the others, who's one smile, or just one simple gesture of a wave, reminds us of sunshine on a dark and desperate day....!!
i juz wanna say thank you to all such people who's exsistance on this earth is pricelessly precious!!