Pyaar Impossible = If the girl believes you are the programmer, she's your's to keep!

I Just watched "Pyaar impossible" - any genius can figure that!

Hey, if you are reading this, you are a genius!!

Wait, let me read it again....... Now, I too am a genius!!!


5 things about this movie experience of mine,
that I want to remember.........


1. It's a no story line movie that has "Atlas Shrugged" philosophy worked in:
"If the brain guy wont create, the marketting guy cant sell".


2. It's a no story line movie that has "The frog Prince" philosophy worked in:
"The hero is called froggy four eyes by the lead girl's daughter,
& the lead girl later claims, that the hero makes her feel like a princess".


3. It's a no story line movie that has "Disney romantic movie" philosophy worked in:
"When story line needs romance,
lead girl & lead guy, feature in typical disney melody song: '
Pyaar Impossible theme song',
where the male & female voice try to drown each other.
Reference: Disney movie Aladdin".


4. It's a no story line movie that has "Inspire the youth" philosophy worked in:
"You paint such a nice concept of:
* work (flexible timings are always available),
* work place (notice what the gals wear to work!),
&
*Work ethics
(your boss trusts you soooooo much that you can just walk onto the stage,
& say the truth, bcoz you're trust worthy?!).
So all young people immediately want to become
dedicated, ethical professionals, the perks are just too good!
I repeat: "The perks are just too good!"


5. It's a no story line movie that has "all possible" storylines in it!
I really enjpyed the movie!


Note: If any genius other than me is reading this,
no decision regarding the movie may be based on above statements!

Mail a manager, mail a friend!

What does one do, when one wants to mail a dear friend,
& so doesn't want to work on a task,
whose results need to be submitted to a manager?

Simple, one tells oneself, the applied rule is:
"I mail a manager, I mail a friend!"

(My space, my opinion:
All managers are nice, tasks are a different topic,
this is Gita at work, condemn the action......
you get the pint!**)


**Hey that was supposed to be point,but I decided not to correct the typo! Philosophy makes more sense when you get the pint, right?

The Soul of Patna - 3

Trying to recollect it all, before it gets loss in the maze of expeience that's life......

So after Golghar, we were tired & willing to rest,
but our dear friend took us on a short journey that inspired the title of this post....

We crossed the Ganges, okay lets get specific here,
we crossed the clean Ganges on a boat,
a boat with oars & a motor that sent more smoke into the air
than a 1970's truck while starting up;
& made enough sound to drown out any shriek of fear, that Imay have been indulging in.

& once we crossed over, there was nothing but sand, & then some more sand...
A little length away, some vultures & dogs,
the cool air of the river,
& looking across the river, I saw for the first time the dream that Patna was.
A settlement developing by the riverside, in a straight line!
Beautiful buildings, for across the distance you can only see the outlines & forms,
the concept & not the grime.
& I promise these words popped into my mind:
"Today, I have seen the soul of Patna"!

& it is with all this heavy stuff, going on in my mind,
that I came up with this brilliant compliment to my friend:
"It was yummy!"
But if only I could have recorded the tone...
"It was emosional attyachar" ;-0

The soul of Patna - 2

Who ever says, I dont finish things with the same energy that I begin them, sure knows me!
But who ever says, I dont finish things just because my energy level has gone down, doesn't know me at all!!

Last Thursday I was in Patna visiting relatives, living a different life.
This Thursday, I'm back to my own life.....

One reason why I totally chilled out at Patna, was because, I did not have to do any work, take any responsibilty, not even feed little A, what are elder cousins for?

So I could sit back & take the city in, as I felt it to be.
I'm going to remember the beautiful things I did..

Sat in twilight, in elder sister in law's balcony,
on the swing, surrounded by the plants & flowers that the B-I-L nurtures,
watched the night sky, vision being obscured by coconut trees,
with Little A, who not at all tuning into the poetic mind frame of the mom, kept tumbling off..
(Life is an anti-climax)!

Sat next afternoon in the same swing,
& slowly being warmed by the winter sunlight,
dozed off like a contented & sleepy me...
Only to be awakened by the husband, who really does not like to see me at ease!
Disturbs his tranquility I guess :-)
We were also getting late for another invitation.

Climbed the Golghar, an ill maintained monument, with some 200 steps,
I did not count, & I wont check google... I'm recording memories, not facts.
The Golghar had broken railings, & could do with some paint & polishing up....
& when I reached the top, I saw spread out, lot of greenery, some fine buildings,
& the horizon greener than ever, & a strange grey that artists cant capture.
I think the Golghar is the spirit of Patna, passable exterior, & something beautiful inside,
like some one had seen a dream & framed Patna, & thrown it onto the real world,
where it survived, & if one really went all the way......
one found that dream again!

I think I'll write more in next diary session.

The soul of Patna 1...

I grew up in a Bengali based household where if you did not make your bed well, or clean your shoes properly, or did any ungainly thing, you were called "Bihari bhoot"...

Bihar being synonymous for all things that untidy, unruly folks do...

The big twist in the tale came, when I married a "Bihari Bhoot"!! a citizen of Bihar.... brought up in Bihar, & still tied to his roots in Bihar!

Many a tear were shed, before families met..(I'm sure on either side, after all I was the over-smart Bangali lass, jharoing engliss....)!

And then my family paid the husband's family the greatest tribute on actual meeting: "Aap log bilkul bihari nehin hain. bahut aachhe hain.."
(I wonder what they must have felt, but it was a genuin compliment...).

All this happened a long time ago... 3.5 yrs approximately..
& this winter, Dec 09, I went to patna for my holidays...
I already mentioned that my husband is tied to his roots!

And I discovered a wonderful city.
And being the outspoken bong girl, I complimented my husband:
"Wow, Patna to bilkul Bihar's image jaisa nehin hain... bahut accha hain"
Who said I was not tied to my traditions??
I will write about the city in following diary sessions, to remeber later how the Bengali girl in me came to be the Bihari woman in me!

Little A grows witty...

Date: Jan 5th 2010.
Little girl's age: 2 yrs, 11 months.

The father puts his head on little girl's shoulders cuddling her...
Little girl: Nehin
Father: kyon?
Little girl: Main kya pillow hoon?

Talk about speaking up for yourself!!

Happy New Year... 2010!

Dear Blog,

Wishing you a happy new year!

For you are wonderful, & there are so many thoughts just waiting to be penned down,
pinned down for me to visit in the later years...

Hope this bond that has just begun, continues to grow strong & lovely...

& let the writings begin! :-)