Thursday, July 1

No to Networking



Dear People from the past,

Hello.

Its nice to see you in a long time.
It is nice to see that some of you have lost a lot of weight and some of you have put on the shed weight by others.
Some of you have lost hair and some of you have visible wrinkles.

But it definitely is not nice to see you that you sent me an add request on Facebook or have started following me on Twitter.

I left you in the past, because you were not worth carrying forward to the future. Had you been worth, you had lingered on since then and you would not have to find me like this.

Facebook is nice. I have a lot of friends and I keep contact with them; but remember, they know me what I am today. So unlike you. They don't tell me how I have changed and they definitely do not ask me why have not I gotten married yet.
Neither of them never claims to have met my mother in law and not believe when I told them that I was single.

You only know me from what I used to be. It has been over 10 yrs.
I have groomed and changed in those years. So have you. Isn't that why you are being so nice and honey dipped?


As far as Twitter is concerned, it is not a chat program. Neither am I interested in chatting with you. There is really no need of commenting on every update of mine or even asking explanations about it. One thing I have carried about me since time immemorial is the habit of getting irritated on being interfered with. You do not really need to know what is happening with me and what has to be the reason behind every post, every tweet, every update.

And please stop asking me 'who is so and so person on your friend list'
I might not have met each one of the people on my friend list but one thing for sure is they are way better than you in terms of wits and spontaneity. Neither do they bother me by asking useless questions.
Also, every guy who comments on my status and I reply does not have to be my boy friend in denial or in acceptance.

Most importantly, If I know you, or as you say you know me, that does not make me your friend nor does it make you my friend for that matter.

Leave me alone.
It is undoubtedly for the best of all of us.




Monday, June 21

Indian Traffic Scenario and Women Drivers



I dint know that driving was a crime for women in Jeddah. I mean this is absolutely disgusting. They should outright kill their women and ultimately cease to exist if they don't want their women to LIVE.
Anyhow, this post is not about Jeddah or the people. This is about the Indian traffic scenario and Women Drivers.
Most of you would say women are bad drivers. I would agree. But trust me, generalising is not good.
I learnt driving a car when I was in class 10. Though, I acquired a learner's licence when I turned 16, I have driven save ever since. Touch wood. No accidents. I drive on highway too.
So you may reconsider your generalisation about women driving.

Well, actually this post isn't about me too :D if you want, you can read my anecdotes about traffic here :D
I don't know about metros, but in cities like mine, the traffic is terrific (pun intended). People have no traffic sense at all.

Talk about auto-wallas, I have read the metro people complaining about them all over the Internet.

In my city, Auto wallas think the road is a gift to them as a part of election campaign or something. They can and they do apply brakes anywhere on the road. in the middle of the road, at a turn, just anywhere without considering the other vehicles on the road. And if by any chance, they stop their auto blocking a lady's car, they give them this stare which could be equivalent 'avada kevda' if we lived in Harry Potter's world.

And these cyclists. They have a notion that they are better than some F1 racer or a VIP riding in a 'laal-batti Ambassador'. They overtake cars and try crossing the roads as if they have got a Nitrox cylinder fixed to their bicycle silencers. Imagine what happens when they get hit, that too by lady. The whole traffic shall gather in the sympathy of the cyclist only because he is 'gareeb'. And the lady shall be shouted upon and if she was driving a car, all the sympathisers plus the victim shall have their eyes fixed on her purse.
All right. Enough of defending women drivers.

Funniest scene on Indian roads is when the road is less wide and there are two cars coming from the opposite directions, both driven by ladies. Remember the childhood tale '2 foolish goats which got struck on a narrow bridge'? Yeah that is replayed every time when two women drivers cross each other on a narrow road. Hilarious.

Ever seen a woman trying to park on the roadside in between two cars? You bet you haven't laughed your lungs out. :D

On a serious note, I read somewhere. According to a survey, men hit the cars from sides rather than from from or back. That is because of their nature of taking care of past and future. And women hit their cars from front and rear rather than sides because they are used to take care of everyone and everything around them. :)



Wednesday, June 16

Tagged!



The Bald Guy from Desi Ghee and Coffee, it was real torture to think of 9 things that I wear the most. I know The sadist you would be deriving pleasure seeing me doing a Tag and Arjun too. Anyhow, bear with me and my worn out 9 things. All thanks to TBG :P
# 1. That 36 inch Khuraafati smile :D
#2 Kajal/ Kohl/ Anitmony whatever you call it ;)

# 3 That worn out atleast 5 year old Blue Denims which I am in no mood to retire at all :D

#4 That Black Ruffle band. My all time favorite :P

#5 Lot of bangles :D

#6 My yin-yang ear rings :D


#7 Maybelline Nail paints :D
#8 My purple and other pure cotton kurtas :D Beating the heat
#9 My Favorite sneakers :D Check out how dirty they are :D

Please feel free to take up if you want to do it :D




Friday, May 14

Change is the Only Constant



'People change, and forget to tell.'

(This is not a cribbing post but an enlightened one, you may carry on reading!)

Change is the only constant. Weathers change, times change, situations change. Change is the law of nature. Normal is boring. Each one of us needs a change in the course of time. Then why are PEOPLE excepted to not change? They are a portion of this Universe which is meant to change.

The world is like that as they say. One fine day, you wake up and realize that people close to you have changed. They are not as they used to be. It hurts inside. Doesn't it? Is that because of the expectations you have out of them? Probably yes.
Everyday, we meet new people. Life goes on. Some people stay, some leave. Of those, we chose the people who should stay and who should leave. There are times, when people we want to stay, leave. Also, there are times, when people we wanted to leave, stay.

It a circle. its the same for others. Some people want us to stay and some want us to leave. We choose to leave some, we stay with others.
Before you tell someone that they have changed, for one second consider. Question yourself. Are you the same for them? Haven't you changed a bit?
Every one a justification for the change they have brought in themselves. But when it comes to others, it gets in-digestible. Why do we expect others to remain the same for us if we have changed ourselves to them?
Not fair.


When people change, they grow up. They outgrow somethings and develop other things.
You may be a part of their world and may not be. Just like, you leave people behind.

I am not perfect. I hurt people. People hurt me too. But I grow up. Everyone does grow up. This could hurt initially, but we become used to it eventually.

Let people change. It is always for good.

Smile and Move On.




Saturday, April 17

Battle of Sexes? Not My Cup of Tea



Every now and then, I see people indulging in Battle of Sexes.

Arguing on Boys are better or Girls are better. Boys can do a lot of things which girls can not do like removing their shirt and urinating in public places which Girls can not.
Girls have their idea of the story that they can bring life to planet et cetra.

Who ever invented this Battle of Sexes, I say it is a very very lame idea.
Nature created Man and Woman to compliment each other, not to substitute each other. Had substitution be the motive, there had been only one of the either existing.
Not just literally, that is, to reproduce, but on the whole.


Nature has made them different, so they are meant to be different. You can not compare an elephant and a lion (see, I dint use Dog or Ass- it proves my intentions are not otherwise sarcastic), like wise you can not compare a Man and a Woman.
Men and Women are biologically, physically, mentally, psychologically different make ups. Men are made to think in a different way than Women.

I know Men who are very conscious about their looks and I know Women who are tech savvy.
I know Men who really are Dumb and I know Women who are Witty.
I know Men who love shopping and I know Women who love playing Video Games.

If you want to tag those guys or girls as losers; please navigate from this space.

Numerous things like that can be listed down here. But my whole point is 'why compare them when they are not meant to be compared?'

I believe more than being a Man or a Woman, we are Human and we should act like that. There are other things for entertainment.

P.S. My dear future husband, If you believe in Battle of Sexes, I am not going to marry you.




Saturday, March 20

Moving on



Yeah, I am back here. So? If you are thinking why this time? My answer is, well, this is my space and my will when ever I come, when ever I write.

Lol.. With the first line, I guess by now you all must have made out, The Richa is back. I guessed so. :)

There have been things in my life that transformed me into a complete different person. I did sulk and crib. Might have showed to some people and might not to many.
But the truth spoken or unspoken remains the same. Yeah, I am not an emotion-proof person. Things do affect me.

And what it was, I am glad it is over now. Full and final. I tried very hard to settle for something that wasn’t worth me. But no more. Now I know certainly what I do NOT want.

And I have moved on.

I am looking forward to a new beginning. And this time, I am sure I am not at any cost, going to settle for something sub standard.

All this while, when I was not me, I’ve discovered some aspects of myself I’ve never known before. The vulnerable me. The strength I thought I possessed was put to an endless test, and it helped me to move. As they say, life is all about moving on. After this phase, I am not just a new me, but someone totally different. And its nicer to grow up.

Now I guess I am a stronger person *sigh* also vulnerability has set in somewhere making me a near human as compared to before *evil grin*

After some 22 thousand tweets and 999 followers I finally think I’ll get back to blogging soon :)

Foremost I need to get my keyboard well. That’s because my brother made it drink water a while back now.

My keryboaerdf typers liker this whern I dfonot erfdit ther typintyping :DF

And I thought I am not going to blog anything personal. But as I said, it’s my space. :D




Monday, March 8

To all my Girl Friends :)



It's International Woman's day today. And unlike previous times when I wrote stuff about women empowerment, saving girl child and the like, this time, I have decided to dedicated this day to all my girl friends.

All those girls who matter to me, who made a difference in my life by just being there, who I could talk to in times of distress, who I could laugh with over nothing, who I could gossip with, bitch with, rant with, go out shopping with or simply chat online with.




I want to let you know that you really really mean a lot to me. Even if you are married, have kids, have a demanding job or family issues, because of which 'our time' has become limited; but all those moment which we spent together and being there counts.

Thank you. Really.

For listening to me.
For giving me those advices which I already know.
For helping me learn new recipes.
For laughing over my non-sense jokes.
For helping me get out of useless relationships.
For standing by my side.
For bitching with me, gossiping with me.
For all those parties you threw for me, all those gifts you gave me.
For loving me, even though we have points of disagreements.
For keeping my secrets.
For being honest with me.
For making me laugh with all those cranky jokes.
For being there.

And,
For Jhelo-fying me :)

I specially want to mention Divya, Harshita, Rupal and Vibhu. My Best friends for ever.
And all you Virtual friends, from Blogger and Twitter.
If you reached here from the link I gave you, it means you are significant for me..

Love you all

Mwaaaaaaaaahhhhhs :)




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