And this is how I shooed my love away...

Sometimes you get the one for you. And you spend some happy moments with the one.

And then, kick that one out of your life.

I did the same. This is how I shooed my love away.....

I saw you in the shop, a seductive smile on your face,

You lured me, your charm was mystical on me,

There were many after you, but I won the race,

When we went out, only you, people would see.

Happy for us, with you, I always felt great,

I tried not to be attached to you,

Knowing that every single day, could be our last date,

I loved you like no one else could, yes, it's true.

You started looking shabby and old, there were wrinkles,

I dumped you, on my mom's orders, finally,

I missed your laughing eyes, which twinkled,

My favourite pair of shoes, I saw in the dustbin, smiling sadly.

P.s- Don't kill me for this :-D

Wrote this poem in class when I was staring at my Osho's (a type of shoe-for all ignorant mortals) and wondering when it's time will be up....And I was obsessed with the song Emosonal Atyachaar, hence the melodrama was a little too much, I guess :-D

Also, this is the second time I uploaded a picture along with my post!!!! Yay!! :-D

How I learnt to talk on and on and on and Why I am what I am today.....

A first year girl asked me the other day, "Madhuri Ma'm (sarcasm dripped all over), were you as crazy as you are now, right from before??"
This is the answer to her question....

I had only one best friend right from 1st standard till 9th standard. I loved her and didn't want anyone else in my life. I found other girls fake and idiotic. I never found anyone else of my frequency and could never find anyone else with whom I gelled. I talked to only 2-3 other girls with whom I gelled decently. I remained shy, reserved and kept to myself. I was never caught talking in class and many people didn't even recognize my voice since I hardly talked.

But then, this girl N, shifted to my class in 8th standard. On the 1st day of 9th standard, incidentally, she sat near my bench. We started talking and hell, she was damn witty and
funny. She blabbered on and I used to put in my one liner comments here and there. She often asked me why I never talked much. She was the first one who told me I have a good
sense of humour, and I think I showed my poems to her first. She encouraged me hell lot.

All these 9 years in school, I had never talked to anyone on and on, except for my best friend and another girl. It was difficult to come out of my shell so quickly.N helped me a lot. She introduced me to her other friends. I knew 2 girls in that group and I was new to 2 other girls. Soon, we sat together during recess hours. They were (are) crazy, quirky, mad, bad, and I really loved it. It's not that I left my best friend. In 10th standard, I changed my division and so did N and my other new found friends. So, my best friend and I couldn't hang out much since we were in different divisions, different tuitions etc.

10th ended, I hadn't changed much. I never talked that much.

11-12th came. N moved to South Africa and our group was separated, everyone was scattered. We kept in touch through calls and mails. I grew closer to my school friends now.They taught me to talk. They taught me to do whatever I pleased. They taught me to be optimistic, mad, and not give a damn to anyone. They taught me to enjoy each and every moment of the present because it will never come back, and to be 24*7 obsessed with Harry Potter and hot cricketers. Also, they taught me the essence of PJ's in our lives. :-)

College started. I was now talkative and mixed around well. I wasn't afraid to throw my one liner jokes at any random Tom, Harry or anyone's dick :P

It's all thanks to N,for introducing me to J,R,NN,AR.
Thanks to my best friend, H, for sticking to me till today. This is the 15th year of our friendship, I realize....

N is coming back from South Africa, to India permanently next week. I met my other group friends today and I have never felt this happy before. Life seems perfect today even if I have exams on your head,fights in college,get rude reactions when I make MJ's (Madhuri Jokes),horrible mess food and no Rahul Dravid with me.

Some more Dad Jokes, on demand...

(Those who are new to Dad jokes, please read the label of Dad jokes and then continue reading this post)
My blogger readers have LOLed and ROLFed at my Dad jokes and merely managed a tiny smile at my jokes. No, my ego is not hurt, I am not pissed, I am not jealous. I shall keep cracking poorer than the poorest joke (anyway, its recession-heehee) till I reach his esteemed level.

Here it goes....
(Some names and situations have been changed to prevent my ass from getting kicked by my parents and then the same poor ass getting kicked by other people concerned)

1) A guy called Vikram used to work with my Dad. Another guy used to work with Vikram and they had to report to my Dad. One day, that other guy hadn't come and Vikram turned up alone.
Dad: "Oye Vikram! Betaal kahan hai??"
Lol :-P

2)A guy called Kamalpreet Puri was my cousin's friend. Whenever I met him during my summer holidays in Mumbai,he used to piss me off like anything. I used to crib to my parents everytime when we talked on the phone about him.
The night before I was supposed to come back to Ahmedabad, my mom called me and asked me if I wanted something special for dinner when I came back. Before I could answer, she giggled and Dad roared in the background.
Dad had said, "She will want anything to eat except Puri."
Hahahahaha. Right!! :-P

3)Mom had got a sticker that said "OM" at some religious function she attended. Since Peter Andre's poster already adorned my room door, but naturally, she had to put it on her bedroom door.
Dad came from work that night, and peered at the door.
He nodded wisely and said, "Now that your Mom has put OM sticker, our home will become (H)OM(E) SWEET (H)OM(E)" :-P

Now for one of my jokes. I didn't make up this one. The ones which I make up, are too...*ahem*...to put it on my blog. Shhh. Shhh. My mom reads my blog. Shhh. Angel face smiley.

Q. How do you ask the rose to go to the moon?

A. Gulab ja-mun.
:-)

An important P.S- Thank you for all the support and concern you all showed for me after my previous horrifyingly post full of sentimental shit.That post should not have happened and then again, I'm glad it happened. Yes, I will become more responsible and serious about my career and future and will not be such an emotional fool.
But Mads shall never lose her madness :-)

It's 2009. Naah, it's not at all fine.

Every New Year has been the same for me. Nothing unusual at all. But this time, the beginning of 2009 itself, has brought me a zillion questions. For which I have to find an answer.

Why is it that when you get really close to a person, it’s only then you realize you shouldn’t be close to them and remain detached for your own good? But then, it’s too late to go back. And you think everything happening is wrong, when it actually feels right when you do it.

Resolution: Be less emotional and don’t think too much.

When will I ever make up my mind about what I want to do in life? I’m studying law, in my 6th semester, and I’ve got only 4 semesters more and then I’m blessed with a B.A.L.L.B degree(That is, if I don’t flunk. This semester is scaring me. Company Law, Transfer of Property, Family Law. Damn, I’m already getting goosebumps.) I have to study well and get a good G.P.A this semester otherwise I’m screwed. Also, I have to make up my mind whether I should pursue law or journalism or anything else.

Resolution: Will decide my career by June 2009 and will study well and not waste time over unnecessary things and people.

Why have I wasted 19 years in screwing my own life and despite knowing it, not doing anything about it? My parents slog their ass off just for my sister’s and my future. My sister is giving it back by getting good results and hell; she’s also working part time now. My immaturity and carefree attitude resulted in more pain for my parents and sister.

Resolution: Will grow up and become serious and not take things lightly.

That doesn’t mean I will stop having fun. :-P I guess I should maintain a balance between the two. 2.5 years left before my college ends and I am not going to waste a minute of them.
Also, will stop abusing. Okay, rather, cut down on the abuses. Will continue cheering for Team India and praying for Rahul Dravid. Will pray Deepika and Ranbir don’t get married.

On a serious note, I know resolutions are meant to be broken, but I have to stick to them, if I need to mend my ways especially when I’m going to turn 20. Which means I’m a big, big girl now.
P.S- This was so unlike a usual Mads post, but had to speak my mind. :-P

Fourth taggieee- end of the year khushiii :-D

I'm tagged by Alien i.e. Rohit. Seems weird calling him Alien :-(http://azurezone.blogspot.com) [Yes, I still don't know how to do that thingy where you write the name and click on it and it's a link to that person's blog. Oye. Peter. Teach me :-(( ]

1. What does your user name mean?
Mads: It means me and it suits me =)

2. Elaborate on your user photo.
Taken at a restaurant in Ahmedabad. I am wearing a pink t-shirt and holding a pink glass \:d/ Pink rocks !

3. How many comments do you have?
On ? :-

4. What's your current relationship status?
heehee married on facebook and orkut for the heck of it :-D But single rocks che \:D/

5. What exactly are you wearing right now?
black pant, white t-shirt (borrowed from my sister's wardrobe. Blush) and grey sweater \:D/

6. What is your current problem?
I have to go back to college on 2nd Jan. Today is 31st Dec night and I'm here doing a tag. Awesome way to welcome 2009. Har har :-

7. What do you love the most?
TAGS :-D Pink :-D Family :-D Friends :-D Cricket :-D Music :-D Smileys :-D :-D \:D/ PJs :D

8. What makes you most happy?
When I'm with the people I love to be with :-D

9. Are you musically inclined?
I'll be happy to think yes... :-P

10. What would you do if you woke up one morning and found out you were on cocaine?
I'll cry and cry and cry to my best friend in college. Since I can't tell my sis because she will kill me with a lecture instead of helping me :D My college friend will also kill me, though. I'm confused :- I will think about it, over cocaine.. :-P

11. If you could go back in time and change something, what would it be?
Become emotionally stronger. That is, to have no emotions at all \:D/

12. If you MUST be an animal for ONE day, what would you be?
PIG. I don't know. I really love pigs. They are sooo cute...

13. Ever had a near-death experience?
Had couple of falls while driving. But I will survive \:D/ :-P

14. Name an obvious quality you have
Being jobless always? Ummm. Funny and spontaneous I guess.

15. What's the name of the song that's stuck in your head right now?
Singin' Hey ya!! Say S for Sonia \:D/ Lol...

16. Are you happy today?
Yeah!! Waiting for 2009, chatting with my sister, pretending I don't have to go back to college day after tomorrow :-D

17. Who will cut and paste this first?
Dunno :-(( Nidhi, maybe? Peter won't, for sure. He hates tags. :-(( Stupid guy. Trinaa might do it soon. :D

18. Name someone with the same birthday as you
Umar Gul and Ambedkar \:D/

19. Do you have a secret crush on someone?
Yeah. Ranbir doesn't know I like him :-P Even Dravid doesn't know I like him :-(

20. Do you have a garbage disposal in your kitchen sink?
Yeah. I'm at home \:D/

21. Have you ever been in a fight?
Yes. No elaborations since mommy darling reads bloggy darling.

22. Have you ever sung in front of a large audience?
:"> Sang a rhyme once in school along with a group of kids. Miss Molly had a dolly who was sick sick sick... So she phoned to the doctor to be quick quick quick. With actions :-P =)) I still remember it :-D

23. What's the first thing you notice about the OPPOSITE sex?
Height, smile, and then sense of humour

24. What's your biggest mistake?
\:D/ Too many to count :-P

25. Say something totally random about you.
Ooooh. I cry very easily :-D

26. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity?
Yeah :">

27. Are you comfortable with your height?
Way too comfortable !! :-P

28. What is the most romantic thing someone has ever done for you?
Nothing. Gah. Boys, I tell you. :-((

29. What are your favourite smells?
Love the smell of coffee, my shampoo :P

30. What's something that really annoys you?
When people sulk and crib :- And force me into not being happy!!!!!! :-O

31. What's something you really like?
Being with family, friends, all the time :-)

32. Do you give random hugs and kisses?
Yeah a lot of hugs :D And flying kisses to Dravid, Ranbir all the time

33. What's the latest you have ever stayed up?
Not slept for more than 24 hours once, I think.

34. Have you ever been rushed to the emergency room?
:O Don't scare me. NOOOOOOOOOOO :-D

I tag everyone in my blogroll and everyone else who reads this post and comments :-P
Happy 2009!! May 2009 bring more tags for me :-D

My Date with a Future Indian Cricket Team Star- Part II

I sighed inwardly and continued gazing outside the window. The plane took off. 15 mins passed by and the guy continued whispering with the sardar. Finally,he stopped talking. I turned and saw that he had fallen asleep! :-(( Mummy...I was getting restless (P.S-I'm always restless.Arien,you see) He suddenly got up and our eyes met for some seconds. Taking advantage of the situation, I asked him whether he was from some cricket team.And that's how...we started talking...
Mr.Right-Yeah,I'm from the Punjab U-19 team which played against Gujarat yesterday in the finals...
Me,cutting him off,excitedly- Ooh, yesterday was the finals...which Gujarat won? (I thank my eyes for hurriedly seeing the grinning pic of the victorious Gujarat team on front page of Times of India,that day)
Trust me to be so insensitive.
Mr.Right giving me a hurt look, then giving a sad smile-Yeah..The Vinoo Mankad Trophy Cup..We lost to Gujarat.
Me,realizing I have to be sensitive- Oh okay...
He asked me what I was doing and why I was going to Delhi. (Supreme Court!!Law!!! Badiya ji...:-O :-D were his reactions)
Both of us took turns in, "Enough about me, let's talk about you."I won the battle as I forced him to talk about the match,cricket in general and himself,in general.
"You like Rahul Dravid??"he exclaimed."That slow coach, that something something" he kept blabbering.He adored Yuvraj Singh,it seemed. Duh. Punjab partiality !!!
Coming back to the match. it turned out they had only 210 or something like that to chase in 50 overs and they messed it up really badly by playing overconfidently. "You should have played smartly like Dravid instead of playing loose shots like Yuvraj" I remarked in a dry tone. "Yeah...I'll keep that in mind the next time I play",he said smiling yet another wow
smile.
The God dammed pilot announced that we were going to land in Delhi half an hour before time.Dammit.Lost precious 30 mins.Please please let the plane get hijacked....
Mr.Right asked me if I was from Gujarat. I said, I'm from Chennai and Mumbai and living in Gujarat. Sir laughed and said, "Maharashtra didn't even reach the semis." "So what?" I countered. "You lost to Gujarat".I taunted. I wanted to stick out my tongue too,lol. Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Now, I promise you,we won't ever lose to Gujarat again. Just
watch out next season." So sweet,lol. He told me the itinerary of the next season then.
5 mins to land. There was an awkward pause between us. A cutie ahead was talking to Mr.Right so I pretended to be interested in looking outside the window again.Suddenly,
Mr.Right says,"Madhuri.."
Me,eyebrows shooting up-"What?"
Mr.Right-"Can I have your number?"
Now.Why was he Mr.Right?He was 6'2 or more than that,fair,athletic build,obviously a sports freak,a wow smile,educated(in the process, at least), spoke decent English, talked to me despite his coach's glares, and ignored his team mates who were catcalling and trying their level
best to get us to stop talking (Boys,I tell you. When will they grow up...)
But still. I said no.My stupid ethics and morals and principles and whatever came in the way. I wonder what would have happened if I had given my number....He asked me again thrice. Despite my nasty "Noooo"s, he was still sweet and nice to me.We had landed and I was struggling with my purse and laptop's weight on my shoulders.His team mates shamelessly gave me a huge grin.Stupid boys.He towered behind me and we didn't say a word, even when we got into the bus. Finally, when we were getting down, he opened his mouth to talk to me. His team mates crowded behind me pretending they aren't around.(I mean!!! What the heck!!!) The coach was giving Mr.Right the dirtiest look ever.Mr.Right simply told me it was nice meeting me and wished me all the best. Awww. I wished him back and told him to kick Gujarat's ass the next
time.
And that was the last time he smiled that wow smile at me.
I look at the progress of the Punjab team now, in the Ranji Trophy Super League.They haven't reached the quarter finals,it seems.Lost to Mumbai :-P
P.s- I have not written his real name, for reasons unknown to even me.... :-P
P.P.S- To all those curious souls who are shocked at my mom reading my blog: Yes, she already knows about this incident and it was she who suggested this incident as a blog post and
the title of this post :-D
P.P.P.S- He is truly Mr. Right :-((( Till I meet the next one,that is... :-P
P.P.P.P.S-I know this post is way too long. I already edited it about a zillion times. That's why I was delayed in posting this up. Inconvenience for all you curious souls is regretted :-P
P.P.P.P.P.S- I took his autograph,when we just landed. He was sooo happy :-) He asked me not to forget him ever :-P Trust me dude, I won't...

My Date with a Future Indian Cricket Team Star- Part I

Flights are the last place where you would think you would meet the man of your dreams. At least I never thought I would meet a candidate for my Mr.Right position. I usually meet middle aged, sex hungry looking men and women who yell in a shrieking tone 24*7 whenever I travel
by train or plane. All of us check the list of co-passengers while travelling by train and see the age and sex section specially, don't we?

I was going to Delhi for my internship.This was my 2nd journey by flight when I was travelling a-l-o-n-e. Alone meant:
1)No parents watchful eyes on your every move. Even if you wanted to go to the loo, our parents would give us dark looks as if we were going to have sex in the loo.
2)Freedom to eat whatever we want, that is even the most horrible looking food,freedom to stare at whoever we want.Freedom in general.

The disadvantage was that I couldn't use the loo whenever I wanted since I had my luggage to take care of.After controlling for an hour, I had to ask a helper in the airport to keep a watch over my luggage for a minute.That @Q$!@%$% smirked slyly when I came back.Gah.

I noticed a group of boys sitting with what looked like 15-20 cricket kits near the check-in counter.I ignored them since I noticed through the corner of my eye that my mom was still eyeing me through the glass doors.After check-in,and after getting my boarding pass I noticed all of them clambering into my bus (!!!) Whoopie!I tried all my tricks of watching through the corner of eye to see where they were from. It all failed.

Finally,I was seated.2 seats empty next to me.Lalala.Ek ke saath ek free,it seemed.2 sardars from that team came next to me.Grump.I have nothing against sardars but they were just okay looking.I turned back and caught one guy's eyes.And later caught many guy's eyes.

This looked too desperate.I turned back and pretended to be very interested in looking outside the window at a guy who was talking on a walkie talkie. I heard some shifting next to me. Ooooh. The sardar next to me had got up and the guy who's eyes had met mine the first time, sat down in his place. I looked away from him and continued looking outside,barely concealing my huge grin. I turned to wear my seatbelt.I couldn't find it :- I told the guy next to me in an icy tone that it was my seatbelt he was wearing. He gave me a W-T-F-is-wrong-with-you look and stuck his hand in between our seats and brought out my seatbelt. Errr.I tried to grin but was unsuccessful. Sir himself wasn't too pleased. He looked away and kept whispering with the other sardar.

So far so really bad. What happens next? Did we start talking? Watch this space for more...
P.S.- This is a true-life incident.I kid you not.