With love...

Why r you growing up so fast? Plzz don't!! Yes, my little cute-pie has grown up, now engaged & all set to get married. Sonai u are one of those best gifts that Mr. God gave me. 


You've given me the most memorable childhood. Those were the days, when u used to be the teacher & i used to b ur student, u the doctor & me ur patient. Those little fights & then again playing 'ghar-ghar' in the courtyard. I still remember how we used to dance together in those body frocks, Bubun dada & Bo masi irritating us in between & then u shouting & crying on them. You remember those gajras we used to make sitting in the lawn. We used to clip them in our hair & flaunt like anything ;). God knows how many pani puris we ate together, countless!! You were the cutest toy for me calling my name 'Umpi' (actually Rumpi) & shouting for help seeing 'pota' (Poka- insect). Ya she was totli then, couldn't spell 'r' & 'k' hahahhaaaa.... 


We shared so many things since childhood, right from our wardrobe till bathroom(lol). Above all, the most memorable Chirimiri trip, how can i forget on that. That was the best summer vacation of my life with u. Can't forget those playful evenings in Bona Ma's garden, those jumps & splashes in the water tank. Hahaha... we used to mess up everything in the house & then behave like we don't know anything. The haww!! expressions that we used to give while Bona Ma scolding us. You remember we broke Bona Ma's cot while jumping & dancing on it heheheee.... mischievous we were ;)


You not only gave me a memorable childhood but we also shared our beautiful teen-age.We could & can stand hours long in front of the mirror posing & doing make-up. I still remember you hammering the comb in my head while braiding my hair & screaming, "Rumpi soja dara" while draping my saree. I still crack on remembering those endless late night chit-chat in the bed, sharing our teen-age love-stories (read infatuation). We shared so much warmth blushing over the guys we had crush on, giggling together. Lying Ma & Bo masi & roaming all over Bilaspur on your 'Dhanno' for our 'nain-sukh', though it was all in-vain :p 


Nagpur was another memorable chapter of our lives. You moving to Nagpur with me was such a rejoicing time. Showing you Nagpur & nagpurians on my Zing, getting drenched in the rain, VNIT ka bhutta with extra butter & chuttney, shopping at Burdi, Shankarnagar ki pani-puri, sitting for hours & gossiping at the Telankhedi lake & so on... all these were of so much fun we had together. Must not forget the inter-college dance competition, where u were paired with Chetan (lol). U guys were replicating Gulliver & Lilliput hahahhaa..... 


And then I got married, but it didn't end up there.You were there holding my other hand tightly with all the love ensuring me to be confident & not nervous in my new life.While stepping into my new family & holding your hand some how I could hear you saying in your heart, "don't worry baby, I am there with u." It was you standing beside me while i was all surrounded by my new family. You've always been my weakness but suddenly that day, that moment u turned out to be my strength & that's when I realized that you've grown up. Grown up, beyond I could have imagined. Your departure left me crying all that day, but I was happier than ever thinking of my little one taking up her responsibilities towards her job & her own life. 


Today it's difficult for me to sink in the truth that u r soon going to get married. So many memories, still racing fresh in my mind. Now is the time I realized that am gonna miss u badly. Though we don't stay together, but there is a sting attached to our hearts which will keep pulling one or the other every time we miss each other. We fought so many times but again patched up our relation. So, what are sisters meant for? Sonai, u are & have always been more than a friend & more than a sister to me. I wish we'll be enjoying & cherishing every moment of our life forever & ever.... 


With love,
Umpi :*

Love u...

Few thoughts on Womanism

A woman is just not a tag, it has so many sub-titles to it. Like a woman is a mother, daughter, sister, wife, friend & so on... & with every title she has different relations & responsibilities which defines her. But the question is how these definitions are being judged? On what parameter does the responsibilities are being set? Why a woman has been told what to do & what not to do? Just because our society have been working  this way since god knows when!


Today we see so many proud women in our country & all over the globe defining their own name. But there are so many women in mass still fighting for their rights & searching for their name.


This recent incident of Guwahati is just an example of again how women being in 2012 still fighting for its rights & looking for its space in this so called modern society. A 17yr. old girl was molested, abused & stripped in the public by 20men & the society was sleeping. An area which is in the heart of the city, where in there is a Police station on one side & the Assam secretariat on the other side. For my wonder how & from where do people get so much of guts to do such a disgusting act. Who gave them the right?? Being a woman, I am shit scared of this incident, while the victim here is just an 11std. student. A teen age girl who has just started living her life. Of course this isn't the first incident.


How do the society defines the term 'woman'? Is it that women are meant to be kept at home like show pieces? Or she is just the solution to a man's pleasure? Or she is a machine who produce babies? Who decides the right & wrong for a woman? Why does a girl leaves her own house after marriage? Whats the need of changing her surname? Why can't we keep our own name? So many questions... 


I being a woman feels every individual has his/her rights to put up his/her own thoughts. Every one has the right to live their life their own way. 


It happens when a girl get married, she has to adapt with her new family. She goes to a new family, new culture, new everything. But that doesn't mean she have to change her thoughts or her views in every step. How can one adjust with her thoughts & views? U've all the rights to put up ur thoughts & views. Often I see people saying, "now that u r married u'll have to walk according to ur in-laws" & my question is, "even if they r wrong also?" Well my point is to be what u are & never ever give up in putting up ur thoughts at least. A changed view is a changed YOU.


So many names be it mother, daughter, sister, friend or any which way, after all she is a woman. A lot of people can't take women's freedom or their way to independence. But why not? People have to understand this thing that a women is not restricted to just her home. She has all the rights to explore & enjoy this world. She is the one who brought us to this world, then how can some one just restrict her till the kitchen?


I wonder when will people start understanding women & start treating them as human.
Woman is a beautiful creation of god. Don't spoil it, more over don't customize her.

When I dream about us, I feel so happy.

But as soon as I wake up, this real world scare me.

I don't like this real world, coz this cruel world will never let me love u.

Be with me forever in my dream land, we'll love each other forever & ever....

Lets run away from everyone & we'll make our own world.

A world filled with love, love & only love.

Just U & me.... :)

Unspoken Dreams

Dreams are the best stories of any ones life... Isn't it? Like fairy tales they leave impressions on our mind. We spin dream threads every day & night..... But some dreams are left unspoken :(( But still we don't stop dreaming.

Dream dream & dream.....& one day they have to be yours. Never stop dreaming, at least I can't. Let your dreams fly up...

Some dreams are left unspoken... Let them... They will come true....

Some dreams are left unspoken... Ssshhh.......

One sad experience!!

Few days back, I was walking down the lanes of Andheri to catch a rickshaw to my office. It's really a struggle to get a rick from there to my office. Finally after a real fight with the stinking heat of Mumbai, I got a rick. "Bhaiya Goregon west chalna", said I. The rick was quite a junk boss & the chauffeur, oh my lord was damn slow. "Bhaiya zara tez chalao" said I.

I needed to swipe some cash, so I asked him to pause at ATM. I went & come, I saw the rick driver was crying with 1 hand on his head. I was like kind of questioning myself "whats wrong?", "What happened?" & I sat back in the rick. He started his motor & we started heading towards my office. Curious I asked him " Kya ho gaya bhaiya?" He started crying again & I was like was that the wrong time or wrong question to ask... Then slowly he replied that his daughter is not well, she is almost in the mouth of heaven. His family is in Allahabad, UP & he was all alone here helpless. He was running out of money.

I got all emotional & i ended up asking him to take money from me ( I know, i know i was being emotional fool that time, but guys check out the whole story first). I was trying to be generous, but what the crap.... that auto wala turned out to be another Amitabh Bachhan of Khuddar film. He said a Big NO NO to me & my mouth remained open like Awww....

Well here my office was. While getting off from the rick said he, " main bas ap se dukh bant raha tha, paiso ke liye kahani nahi suna raha tha.Aaj kal ki duniya mein kaun kis ka hota hai, bura mat mann na madam ji, paiso ke liye suna na hota kahani to pehle hi bol diya hota. Gareeb hu, Bhikari nahi."

I was shocked, happy, sad.... mixed feeling...seeing that this kind of people still alive. Nice it was...

Well what to say..... A nice yet sad experience!!

A new beginning

Well!! A new beginning...

14th April, 5:45am i stepped down d train, hot humid platform full of ppl & told myself " Welcome,to the city of dreams: MUMBAI". I shifted to Mumbai & its treating me as if am all new to this place, which am not. I've stayed in Mumbai for 2 mnths. which was in all a gud experience tht time. But suddenly this time Mumbai has became strange for me. Donn knw whts wrong. But the best part is tht i've joined my job, which i was waiting since long. A all ne start of my life.

15th April, 10:00 am, sitting in my new office; VJ Media Works waiting for my boss to come, a new feeling was taking birth in my heart. U c the feeling of responsibility, the feel of a grown-up kind. Hush!! finally my boss arrived hah.... Well first day of office was little boring reading all the issues of our magazine, but then slowly & gradually they started giving me work. Its so amazing. Taking the flavor of being employed & work. Now am making my own database of clients, calling them, mailing them, following them, asking them for interviews & so on..... In all am super busy with work.... & m loving it...praaa pup....paaaa.... yuhuuu...

In all a new start....

A new beginning.... :)

what is it??

What is it??

A new feeling is growing, a feeling which is scaring me time to time. i always wanted to be in Pune, but now i don't feel like being Pune. i want to get out of here. this place is scaring me. one by one all my friends will leave Pune & me all alone.

I want to start of a all new fresh life, with a job & my friends beside me.

What is it?? This strange feeling.....