And more blahs!

Now when you know someone, what are the things do you remember? I am sure things that are sensational to you, something that you have never experienced or will never do it and you talk about those things to others. Do you give the right picture of that person? I think not.

Why don’t we sit back and think that what we think is ‘cool’ or ‘un-cool’ might have a totally different perspective? There might have been a reason behind the action, or may be just a thought again!

Am I getting convoluted? Well, its hard for me explain my relationship with my youngest aunt, aka Kutti to people…most of them feel that its impossible to share every damn detail with someone who is 26yrs elder to you. How can I explain my relationship with her that is usually seen as absurd, impossible?

That if I have doped once in my life becomes hot news and they easily forget my 14 yrs of singing or 8years of writing. I am sure these details are given just to add colour in my life or may be portray me as this ‘fickle-minded’, ‘reckless’ person. Fact is no one knows the truth behind me doping once (frankly, it was only a kash from that dopey cigarette!).

Now there is a lesson for me too…I too need to re-look at how I see people, dump the baggage of sensational items and understand the person as she/he is…I know its difficult and a matter of perspective. But these experiences have allowed me to introspect and I shall do the same!

BBites :)

So what makes us special?? We are like any other group of young people who love to live in our dreams and well, work a bit to make some come true. We love to party and laugh and hug and drink and make merry. But…we are different and that is because we think Beyond Borders.

Now what the hell is that? Some might ask...it simply means that we are a bunch who are extremely sensitive and feel much more when we see something wrong around us. We want to go out and help in our own little ways to change the society, which certainly begins with coming out of I, Me and Myself syndrome and break my own stereotypes and change my thought to experience the hardships of others and just 'feel' for lesser privileged...
BB as we lovingly call has changed my perspective and has given me a reason to harness my thoughts that might be seen as eccentric and not get bogged down by what others think…because they don’t see the world from my eyes that needs more love, acceptability and sensitivity towards others…and we all know that we are hell right about it :)

We make movies on what touches us, we sing and dance simply to live our life to the fullest and silently thanking the immortal for giving us such a wonderful life and friends with whom we can share just about anything…discuss issues that we usually cannot with others…how relieving it feels once its out of our system and see equal reaction from others…

We met after a long time, but there was no sense of formality…yes, we have changed and for our own good but also this change has helped us to influence a few around us and take things in our own hands. The experience gave us new friends, and made us realise that every change matters- no matter how small and insignificant it may seem.

It was great freaking out and meeting most the people…hope the spirit will continue…so that even if we lose touch, we will certainly not forget the moments we spent… :)

Rock On!!

Thamma..miss uuuu

Mithiyaaa, aamar kache aaye (Mithiya come to me) is the sound that resonates in my ears...going to Jaipur was fun as I met my Thamma (paternal grandmother) and she welcomed me with a toothless grin and a big hug...

Standing 5' feet tall, long hair, spectacles and wrinkled face, she exuded beauty. She looked like a royal queen and no less than Maharani Gayatri Devi. I waited for her to make for me paan post lunch that was a sacrosanct practice we followed.

Suddenly, when she started chatting in rampant marwari ,I wondered, is she a bong or a maru??

I will miss her terribly since I grew up with her in more ways than one...

Love you thamma...now that you have reunited with dadu after 10 long years...don't forget us. And yes, hope you enjoy your 87th Birthday in heaven with dadu and the angels but we are missing you down here...

Blasphemy!

I am sure that everyone is thoroughly irritated and infuriated about the Mumbai Terrorist Attack...I don't know for how long are we going to accept all this and treat it as a part of life...lets proactively participate...whether its signing online petitions or joining a peaceful march..its high time the government should know that we cannot be taken for granted!

Preposterous how RR Patil had the guts to say that its just a normal event...wait till he loses his Z class security...aam aadmi is not taken care of, rather they bear the brunt of the laziness and the indiffirent attitude of the govt...but is appalling is that despite of having clues on this attack, Vilasrao chose to sleep in A/C room...why the hell doesn't he resign? Finally one good thing has happened out of all this, WE have come together and torn the masks of these falticious characters and yes another thing, Shivraj Patil resigned, I could not be happier!

But when will we get results? The Delhi, Gujarat blasts have been forgotten...hopefully the govt and their arms will finally Awake and Arise....