Friday, 16 November 2012

Teenattention!!!

Parents need to understand a thing that their children shall do what they want!with or without their concern!So why not allow them to do with your permission! at least you will be aware what they're doing.. Don't compare and insult your children, they possess their own individuality. Rather help him finding his X factor and support him to develop and excel in that!! 


..but it DOES NOT mean, that permission to be taken for granted by the teens NO! respect what your parents decide!yelling upon them won't solve the problem and will make the situation worst..Dear budding adults,you need to understand, THEY ARE YOUR PARENTS, NOT YOUR KIDS!SO! stop considering yourself to be a big daddy/mommy..!harmony in family are the steps taken by both the parties!family is to love, don't make it a jail to suffocate the souls!

stay happy!

Wednesday, 14 November 2012

" I Got a Friend In Six Thousand "

“I Got a Friend In 6K only”







10/11/12
Saturday,
6:52 PM
Outside Wenger’s,
Connaught Place,
New Delhi.

It is quite strange and unscrupulous as well. A conservative, Middle Class girl like me, spending whole day followed by night in a hotel room with a male escort… Without the expected intimacy..!!

I am Veda, Twenty Six years single girl; born and grown up in Lucknow. I work with a software developing company in Gurgaon. I stay alone in a working women’s hostel in CP. I had an off today. Lucky me! I’m fascinated by this place. Almost after two weeks, I am able to take out time from my busy and hectic office schedule.
Today is the day for mutton patty. I’m a hardcore non-vegetarian.

It was either Delhi or Bangalore I dreamt about. After completing my Masters in Computer Application from University of Lucknow, I got a job here, in NCR.

Just like every other immigrants, I also felt alienated. No friends, no relatives, no lover and no crush. Although I loved the place but Delhi is nothing without friends. I’m not a loner. I do not crib about not having a group of ‘halla machaoing’ friends but yes some like minded colleagues and a few Non-veggie meal companions.

Anyways, coming back to the mutton patty.

My taste of the month or say it is something that invigorates me to have a life in Delhi, Connaught Place.

I always flummox myself with these circles. For a lot time I took the inner gallery as “Inner Circle” and the Main road as “Outer Circle”.
C.P is confusing. All an alien can do is to roam round-and-round in gallery, from one block to another.
“Okay... Wenger’s is in A block.. Umm... And I’m standing in front of the Jain Books... So... Right or left... Aggrrh...
“Excuse me... Where’s Wenger’s?” I asked someone.
“There! Cross the road.” Replied the young Gentleman with a backpack.
I thanked him with smile and aviated like a hen to my earthworm. (Yuck! I can’t be that Non-vegan!)

And here is my heaven. It was Warm, smelling delicious and mouth watering. A smel, which actually stupefies you. You forget the clique in the patisserie.

“Damn! It’s Just 11:40 am and only one Patty left!!!”
As I planned to attack it after the struggle to reach at the cash counter in the ‘gangs of chatorpur’ paying the ransom to rescue the patty, I saw a hand moving towards it behind the glasses and a slow motion scene rolled in my mind with a background voice of “Nooo…”

A Contrabass Violin looking ‘Mallu’ female had the fortune!
I hate that lady. Yes, I do. That was my patty. And that tuneless Double bassed lady took it.
‘I will fight for it.’ I made up my mind.
“Bhaiya.. mera order tha..” I said making a puppy face- a bad ass puppy!
The man stood speechless for a while. The lady escaped silently smelling the mess and I kept standing with anger coated question in my eyes.