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Foodie!

Its true that we associate a memory of a place to the food we have tasted there, be it ages ago!

I was born in Kuwait and I lived there till the age of 10. So I dont remember much but whatever faint lil food memories (call it aftertaste) I hav clung onto all thru the years, here they are-

  • Shawarma/dajaj/filafel in that order!(There was an old outlet of Sultan Centre which had a playout area where the kids cud play while the parents ordered, some good old memories! I found the below pic of that park from the internet with great difficulty)

  • Kitco (personal favourite- Funny faces)

  • KDD (personal favourite- Banana milk)

  • Hardees and BurgerKing anyday over KFC and MacD !(esp Hamour sandwich)

  • Zattar (oregano) and Irani khubz

  • Aero chocolates (those tiny melting air bubbles inside 😊)

  • Pringles(a very rare thing as mom never allowed it much)

I know these are small things but not so small to me as they hold big,huge, wonderful and yummy memories to me!!

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Life as we know it!

My last post was on the 15th of June…so here I am 3 months later! Quite a long break for a blogger and an even longer break for me on a personal front coz there is soooo much happening! I remember some time back, I used to complain that nothing at all is happening in my monotonous life and all of a sudden so much seems to be happening and that too so quickly!! 

Yes so………wait for it..…………… ‘I am getting married in 23 days!!’

And yes, I am myself as genuinely surprised as you wud be while reading that! And secondly……………….wait for it again…………..

New girl is moving back to her old city!!!’ Its almost as if I am coming to a full circle with this blog…which I started when I(New girl) moved from my old city to my new city !
Now you know why I named this post ‘Life as we know it’….coz tats exactly wat life is- unpredictable, surprising, intriguing and shell shocking! 

I personally dont know most of you…but that doesn’t matter, does it? Would it be too much to ask you to keep this New girl in your prayers?!

Love and more love…always!

Just…

​​Abhi na jao chod kar…ke dil abhi bhara nahin….

Abhi abhi toh aaye ho, abhi abhi toh…

Abhi abhi toh aaye ho bahar banke chhaye ho,

Hawa zara mahek toh le,

Nazar zara bahek toh le,

Ye shaam dhal toh le zara….

Ye shaam dhal toh le zara,

Ye dil sambhal toh le zara,

Main thodi der jee toh loon,

Nashe ke ghuunt pi toh loon….

Nashe ke ghuunt pi toh loon,

Abhi toh kuch kaha nahin,

Abhi toh kuch suna nahin….

Abhi na jao chod kar…ke dil abhi bhara nahin….

The Non pluviophile

I bet 80% of you already dislike me after reading this title!

But stay a while and read it through, will you?……….please?!

So yes I kind of dislike the rains……no, I didnt say ‘hate’, I said ‘dislike’, but not ‘hate’ coz thats too harsh…..for example…I ‘hate’ terrorism and I ‘dislike’ the rain. So theres a huge difference.

Now that thats clear, coming back……I think I have never really been a big fan of it…even from childhood. I often get told ‘How are you even a mallu (keralite/malayalee) if you dont like the rains?!’ I understand…but maybe all the upbringing in the North has made me like this. I actually love the summers…the sunlight,the brightness,the shine,the light…as opposed to the wet and dark. And I recently googled out that there is a term for such ppl too..Heliophiles😊😊! I know it sounds a lil lame…but yes it does exist.

But hey I do know there are millions who love the monsoons….esp in those places that see very less rainfall in a year…and ofcourse the farmers who actually worship rain…not to forget those affected by drought and heatstrokes.

Surely you may have said in your mind to me the famous proverb ‘you dont know the value of your eyes unless you become blind’! But no its not that and my sincere respect to the raingods for their grace on usπŸ™. I really do mean it.

My post should actually get over here because I dont have a lot more to say on the rains…but then I dont think I am done. There is just one more thing I want to share with you…which are actually nothing but some life lessons I have learnt as a result of all this –

1.Not everybody is the same-You may be from the same region and speak the same language, but your preferences could be completely different from another’s. So dont judge! To each their own 😊

2.Your hard phase is temporary-Summer is followed by Monsoon which is again followed by Summer….Your sad/hard/difficult phase will come and go.Nothing is permanent…not your life and certainly not your situation!Change is the only thing constant in this world😊

3.A part of someone you dont like should not prejudice you to dislike the whole person– I may not like the rains but I am a beach lover (obvious from my earlier posts), but both revolve around the same element- water. You may meet a lot of ppl in life whom you disagree with on certain stuff, but then again dont assume things based on some topics or discussions! 

4.There are a lot of things we dont know about others and their situations, so respect and try to understand one another. I may have no idea what the farmers and their families go through with even a single day delay of the monsoons.The growing number of farmer suicides should hurt you,me and everybody. Lets not be irresponsible and indifferent towards those in pain and difficulty.

5.You may be thinking that this post actually has nothing to do much with the rains and that brings me to the last life lesson I have learnt –Dont judge a book by its cover and dont judge people by how they look or seem to appear.

Love n luck!😊😊

Faith

Just..

#MaanaKeHumYaarNahin

Turning 29!

I think I have officially reached the ‘writer’s block’ of my life. Sort of clueless with what’s happening and kind of still just going on with the flow. I happened to turn 29 a few days back n tat has just added to my misery. A clueless 29 yr old woman I hav turned into! πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜ŠπŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

For what its worth, belated happy birthday to me!How fast time flies…The other day I was chatting with my bestie when we got around discussing the past. A lot seemed to have happened in other ppl’s lives during the past 5-6 yrs, each of which maybe even those concerned ppl may not remember but my bestie and I do! Reason being ‘the  subject matter ppl’ having all moved on in life with higher studies abroad or marriage n kids etc etc. Thats when I realised that I probably remember everything about everybody else in the past yrs because I havent progressed in my life. I continue to dwell in the past. A past where nobody exists but I. A past that sort of now has become the only driving force in my life due to good n intact memories. I wish to tell myself tonight ‘Hang in there’!😊

514 days!!

No!! Tats NOT a name of any new upcoming movie!

So ya basically i started this blog to track my life changes since i moved to the new city for my new job (which made me new girl!Duh!!)…and sumwhere down the line this blog sought off forgot this sole purpose and became about everything else πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚ No!! I m not complaining…i love sharing my senseless poems, pics, quotes,my views etc etc here but the truth is i have completed 514 days today in this new city and in my new job!!!Yay!!…(i think its tym to change my blogname to ‘oldgirlinoldcity’ πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚) And No!! I didnt manually calculate that…yup, there is an app for everything these days! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

But hey…which also makes this blog of mine 514 days old!! πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

My journey here so far has been full of ups and downs…and frankly speaking there is a lot of Kochi i haven’t yet seen…! I will definitely try to travel more within the city…mostly these days its just work on weekdays and i go home on weekends (native place).Life is just going on..on and on…😊

Once again a big shout out to my loyal followers here (esp those that have followed me from the very start!)…Thank u n love all the interactions!…😘 Like this dialog i heared in the movie Kabhi Alvida Na Kehna- 

Ajnabiyon ki baat sunn leni chahiye … kabhi kabhi ajnabi apno se zyada jaante hain!

Being a girl in India!

A girl cannot be in her office floor alone on a weekend, a girl cannot be traveling in bus at night with a male friend, a girl cannot hang out with male friends in the park, a girl cannot wear jeans, a girl cannot go to church safely, a girl cannot travel in a train compartment all by her own, a girl cannot be returning home after work in a car alone at night…

What the fuck CAN a girl do in this country?!