Main Aur mere Roommates....

This Poem is dedicated to Our dirty House, My roommate, Mr. Mosquito and his Families, and the all the heap of stuffs over which I am sitting while writing this blog...

Main Aur mera roommate
Aksar Yeh Baatain Kiya Karte Hain

Ghar saaf hota to aisa hota

Hum saaf rehte to kaisa hota...

Main kitchen saaf karta,tum bathrooom dhote
Main hall saaf karta, tum balcony dekhte

Log is baat pe hairaan hote

Aur us baat pe haste

Yeh hara bhara sink hai

Aur bartanon ki jang chidi hui hai

Yeh color full kitchen hai

Ya masaalon se holi kheli hai

Hai farsh ki hai nayi design

Ya yeh dhuli hui hai doodh aur beer se,

Yeh airfreshner ka naya flavour hai,
Ya fir dardnaak badboo aati dustbin se..

Yeh sochta hun main kab se gum sum,

Ke machhar nahi hai, kaheen nahi hai,

Magar mera dil hai ke keh raha hai

Machhar yaheen hai, yaheen kaheen hai !

Toand (Pot-Belly) ki hai ye haalat, meri bhi hai, uski bhi..

Exercise karne ka decide to karte, par roj subah uthne ka nahi hai dum

Guitar bhi sikhna hai, Books bhi padhni hai,

Karne ko bohut kuch hai magar kab kare hum..

Dil kahta hai koi ek aakar room mein bikhra saamaan jama de.

Ye Carpet jo jeene ko joonzh raha hai, fikwa de!

Safai se rehne ke fayde, hamein bhi jata de

Hum Safai mein rahe sakte hain, logon ko bata de!

Main aur mere roommates

Aksar Yehi Baatain Kiya Karte Hain !

Keh Denge....

I wrote this after a usual talk with a friend at Shambhu's cafe. I laughed first after writing & reading this, but then realized it could hurt someone too... Whats your take?

Pehli baar mili,
To socha chall, keh denge...

Thodi batein hui to samjha,
Jaldbaazi thik nahi, aye dil sambhal, keh denge...

Woh to pass ho gayi, apni ATKT lag gayi,
Hum peeche hi sahi, tu aage nikal, baad mein, keh denge...

Haantho main haanth daale ghume bahut,
Acche se mil jaayen agar do pal, to, keh denge...

Ussne card de ke invite kiyaa hai apni shaadi pe,
Aur dil keh raha hai, aaj to shaadi ka mahol hai, kal, keh denge...

Truth Behind The Origin of Valentine's Day

In spite of what you have been told by everyone, the truth is that Valentine's Day originated many years ago, in India, and to top it all, in Gujarat!!

During those days, Gujju men, continually mistreated and disrespected their wives (Gujjuaini). One fine day, it happened to be the 14th day of February, one brave Gujjuaini, having had enough "torture" by her husband, finally chose to rebel by beating him up with a belan (rolling pin).

Yes....the same belan which she used daily, to make chapattis for him.... only this time, instead of the dough, it was the husband who was flattened.

This was a momentous occasion for all Gujarati women and a revolt soon spread, like wild fire, with thousands of housewives beating up their husbands with the belan. There was an outburst of moaning "chapatti-ed" husbands all over Anand and Amdavad. The Gujju men-folk quickly learnt their lesson and started to behave more respectfully with their Gujjuaini wives.

Thereafter, on 14th February, every year, the womenfolk of Gujarat would beat up their husbands, to commemorate that eventful day. The wives having the satisfaction of beating up their husbands with the belan and the men having the supreme joy of submitting to the will of the women they loved. Soon the Gujju men realized that in order to avoid this ordeal they need to present gifts to their wives....they brought flowers and sweetmeats. Hence the tradition began.

As Gujarat fell under the influence of Western culture, 14th February became the 'Belan time' day.

Through the wide Desi networks of Gujjus, the ritual soon spread to Britain and many other Western countries, specifically, the catch words 'Belan time!'

Of course in their foreign tongues, it was first anglicized to 'Belantine', then to 'Velantine' and then to 'Valentine'.

And thereafter, 14th of February, came to be known as Valentine's Day!

So....if you see a Gujju with a black eye and a Gujjuiani with a V(B)ELAN in her hand, then you know....its V(B)ALENTINE'S DAY!!!

Happy BELAN TIME Day!!!

PS : Thanks to KP and Mr. Sudhir.
Note: No offense intended for any community or anyone.

I believe....

Some beautiful lines taken from a wonderful song :

I believe the sun should never set upon an argument
I believe we place our happiness in other people's hands
I believe that junk food tastes so good because it's bad for you
I believe your parents did the best job they knew how to do
I believe that beauty magazines promote low self esteem
I believe I'm loved when I'm completely by myself alone
I believe that trust is more important than monogamy
I believe your most attractive features are your heart and soul
I believe that family is worth more than money or gold
I believe the struggle for financial freedom is unfair
I believe the only ones who disagree are millionaires
I believe forgiveness is the key to your unhappiness
I believe in love surviving death into eternity
I believe in Karma what you give is what you get returned
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
I believe the grass is no more greener on the other side
I believe you don't know what you've got until you say goodbye

Taken from 'Affirmation' by Savage Garden !