Worst fear came true

I am sort of scared of the dark. Being alone in the house at night without electricity is my worst fear.

Dark room

Dark room

It came true 😦 😦 😦

Everything went silent for a while. Fear spread faster than darkness. My body just froze.* I went blank. It took a few seconds for the light to come inside the hall and for my eyes to adjust to the newcome darkness.

As my breathing returned to normal, I realized that the sound too had reduced drastically. What an irony, with no electricity, the sound reduces. My fear evaded me slowly as I looked at the moving cars outside. I looked at the beautiful and majestic powai lake in the night. Darkness didn’t affect it all. It seemed more glittering than usual. Darkness made it even prettier than before. The lights of cars chasing each other by the lake.

I still felt alone.

Just then, somebody dropped a vessel in the house above me and I realized that there is somebody staying just about 6 feet above me. I dropped a vessel too. Don’t really know why. Maybe I wanted to make a connection like the movie “The Lunchbox”, I can be so filmy sometimes!

Anyway, coming to the point, I had never thought of people other than in me in my building. We are separated by 1 foot of concrete? Is that it?

This realization makes me feel soooo foolish. There are people staying above and below me. Why do we feel alone?

I do hear them move their furniture sometimes, I hear them drop vessels, I hear them flush. I hear babies crying in some buildings sometimes. We are surrounded by people obviously! How can I or U be alone?

You know how they say that “Darr ke aage jeet hai”

It’s true πŸ™‚

I have realized that confronting or having to confront a fear can be very pleasurable. Do share your lovely experiences. πŸ™‚

PS – * The description of fear freezing my body is just a figment of my ever so wild imagination. Honestly, I was very scared and don’t know what happened.

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Ulti salvaar

What do you do when you see someone walking on the road wearing an ulti salvaar?

Ulti salvaar

Here is a picture of me wearing one because, believe it or not, I couldn’t find one on google. I am as shocked as you are. I thought google baba had everything.

Anyway, coming to the point, what will you do if you did find a young lady wear her salvaar inside out?

TO TELL

OR

NOT TO TELL

Tell ~ Would you go tell her? Do you think that it can help? Lets say she is in a shop buying something. What good is the use of enlightening her about it there or anywhere for that matter?Β  How will you be able to help her?

Moreover – Is it showing in her face? Is she the least bit conscious? Doesn’t she seem in some other world? Will you be able to handle an embarrassed female? Just why would you want to tell?

Not to tell ~ This seems like a safe bet. Let her be. Let her go home and figure it all out. Let her be embarrassed in the privacy of her home, and let her have a good laugh with her hubby and forget the whole incident.

Sadly, the shop keeper who told me, thought otherwise. 😦

I was done with my shopping and left the cool (pun intended) abode and felt the door shut behind me. Just then as I was browsing through the clips that were kept outside, she came out and told me, “Madam, ghar chale jao, aapne salvaar ulti paehni hai” (Madam, please go back home, you are wearing your salvaar inside out)

I don’t know what got into me. I just didn’t get embarrassed, I told her that I knew and am just heading home. On my way back, I tried to figure out the cause of this situation. Maybe it is the low salt, as I fast on thursdays. Maybe it was the Euphoria of getting a new haircut. Maybe …

I also tried to examine the damage on my 2 minute walk back home. Will the lady always remember me for this? Thankfully because of the print, it is not really visible. How many people will actually notice me let alone my salvaar?

So, with a slight smile on my face and an increase in pace, I tried to look at the bright side. Came home, corrected my mistake, and got on with my day.

πŸ™‚

What will I do if I see someone wear an ulta salvaar?

Smile as misery loves company, and definitely NOT TELL HER.

Do u have any embarrassing situations to share to make me feel even better?

Criticized :)

With time I learn that blessed are those who are criticized and warned,

for His blessings are with them always, in every moment and more.

Healing moonlight

I dragged my husband to powai lake for some moonlight healing along with sheera (I don’t know the proper way to make kheer) We were sitting by the lake and a group of youngsters asked us to go home from far. We ignored them.

Then a man facing my husband told my husband to leave. My husband showed him our sheera dabba and the person said – no problem, leave after eating.

As we were eating our prasad, he passed us by and said he was sorry that he disturbed us and we could eat at peace and then leave.

I was curious to know who this person was. I asked him if he was in-charge of security here. In the most humble tone possible, he told me that he is a constable and he is cautioning us because once the patrol van comes, they will annoy us for no reason. Also that there are drunkards at this time and…

My learnings –

1) The tone of your warning is more important than the warning. I am very happy to know that I stay in an area where the police is actually friendly and seems like they are there to help.

2) Somebody warning u is so nice. It makes u feel so blessed.

3) Asking questions is easy if ur hubby is around. ek aur ek gyaara ban hi jaate hai πŸ™‚

4) Talking to strangers and asking questions can lead to some very interesting revelations.

Cars are us

I was crossing the road yesterday when a fast vehicle zoomed by me. Disgusted with such drivers I gave him my angry look and quite happily saw him come to an hault before turning right at a cross road to make way for incoming traffic. Just about then, I saw a car coming at a medium pace breezily and take the same right turn without having to stop even for a second. A thought struck me just then.

Source: Cars The movie

Cars are like our life. Their bodies are made of the same basic materials. Steel rubber plastic etc.
They come from different castes like Volkswagen, Maruti, honda…different sub castes as Alto, Zen, Swift… different parents as different manufacturing plants.

source: shuttershock

Cars meet fellow cars for a very short duration. They share some part of the eternal road together before parting ways.

In this, if someone is really in a hurry and going fast, like me they too judge. This reminds me a quote I had read by George Carlin –Β  β€œHave you ever noticed that anybody driving slower than you is an idiot, and anyone going faster than you is a maniac?”

Like we have same soul but different bodies the drivers too tend to change cars. The more materialistic the driver, the more cars he changes. πŸ™‚

Difference in man and dog

Source: Internet

I was waiting for my husband to get me coffee. We were in his office canteen. The canteen is just next to the entrance of the building. I was facing the entrance and enjoying the surprise rains we are all facing in Mumbai thanks to Phalin.

Just then, I noticed that the dog who was sitting somewhere inside, came at the door and wanted to go outside. Like all of us, it didn’t want to get wet and catch cold. It looked at people with umbrellas going out as if trying to hitch a ride. No one noticed the poor dog. After 2 or 3 attempts it decided to go in the rain. I felt sorry for the dog and decided to enjoy my machine made coffee. About a minute after that, I saw a student waiting at the door. I was just thinking how lucky we humans are for we have the ability to communicate. The student saw 1 girl go. I thought that he must be shy of approaching a girl. Then there was a man who went. Then another. The student just didn’t ask anyone. How sad. In a blink of an eye, he gave up, and went out in the rain. I was feeling angry, miserable and weird at the same time. Why didn’t he communicate? why didn’t he ask for help? We are given this human birth for a very important reason – an opportunity. It is definitely a rare opportunity. Why waste it?

Kanda Bhaji

How many of you lovely people like kanda bhaji? Ummmmm Or pyaazi or kanda pakoda or onion fritters as it is deliciously called in different languages. I was eating it yesterday and questioning myself of the poor but tasty health choice I had made.

source: cravecookclick.com

What is it that I like in it? It is actually raw onion along with some spices dipped in a besan mixture. I didn’t like raw onions before marriage. My mom had lovingly told me that a lot ofΒ  changes happen after marriage but I never expected this.

Though my mouth is watering just thinking about it, I wonder why we like it? Is it the succulent onion or the khati meethi chatni that comes along?

FUN fact : Did you know that kanda bhaji is also called kekda bhaji? It is because onions take whatever shape they want during the mixture and it mostly resemble like a Kekda (crab)

The mumbai weather today is just perfect for it. πŸ˜€