Moments Yesterday....Memories today

Nostalgiaaaa....the only word to describe today’s evening. Ever since we returned from USA, it was the first time that ALL EIGHT of us were together....Me, Andy, Shiva, Rohit, Vedita, Bhavarth, Snehal and Kartik (Ranjit being a wonderful and enjoyable add-on).

The occasion was a get-together at Kartik’s place as promised by kaku (his mom) in US itself that once we are back, she is gonna treat us for the fact that “Eight people stayed under one roof for 3months without any fights”. So finally almost after 4 months our plan worked out and we decided for a dinner at Kartik’s place.

Every single sentence that we spoke today had a relevance with some or the other incident witnessed by us in Wisconsin. Be it...S Shah’s rice cooker and her daughter, Vaste tailor, Mc Shake, Vedu coming late for dinner, Bhavarth’s b’day celebration, our lovely night walks, Chelasani sir, Walmart, Indian association meet in Wisconsin, Nikiiii (Andy’s group mate), our classes, professors, colleagues and presentations and most importantly all patent sentences by Bijap001.....Kasahiii, Changlay changlay,Y O G U R T, Jamtay ka & many more....and then there was an endless burst of laughter. Every single moment still seemed so lively and we enjoyed it the same way as it was.

This evening truly took all of us back to US...to Wisconsin...to UWP...and of course to our very own apartments...2-I & 2-H

But the fact is....these are all moments of yesterday and today we are way ahead of it.....replacing it with the term...M E M O R I E S

M sure that all of them will agree with me that something which we badly wanted today was......

A TIME TURNER....

Coffee is surely 'My Cup of Tea'

'ANYTIME'......is how I would respond for a coffee. Well...dats only for the CUP of coffee and surely not OVER  a cup of coffee.
Coffee and I have so many awesome memories....some are sweet while some are bitter, some were so thoughtful while most of dem dint need a reason as such, some were all alone in my own world while many were beautiful moments spent with wonderful friends and cousins.
I am a true coffee lover but undeniably NOT A COFFEE ADDICT.
Coffee is one of my very close buddy who always gave me a peace of mind whnevr I needed one, someone who was always a part of my giggles and happy times, someone who was always by my side whenevr I wanted to shed tears alone and ofcourse my stressbuster.
Writing this blog with a cup of coffee in my hand and I am actually wondering over something which I never realised till date that coffee has been an integral part of my life. While sipping a cup of coffee...I have made so many important decisions, tried finding an answer to most of the puzzles in my life, ate up so many books, studied late nite for my exams, enjoyed the beautiful rains, tried being attentive even for the most boring lecture in the universe and what not.
I would say that coffee helps me to do stupid things faster with more energy and it does not cause insomnia but instead sleep is a symptom of caffeine deprivation. And so midlife coffee drinking will prevent later life dementia.

I love all varieties of coffee but IRISH COFFEE is my most favourite amongst all and thats because it provides all four essential food groups in one single glass....Alcohol, Caffeine, Sugar and Fat. Hehe. I believe I am even good at making one.








PS: Behind every successful woman is a substantial amount of coffee.

My SUPERSTAR truly became a STAR

16th September 2011...one of the most unfogettable days of my life. Thats when I came to know....what it means to be overwhelmed and speechless in a true sense. I couldnt stop my tears.....
And the reason behind all this....My Superstar...My Bro...Bhushan Pradhan. I call him Bhayya. He is working in the marathi film industry. Currently he was nominated for the zee marathi awards in te category of 'Best Actor' and 'Best Jodi' for his serial Pinjara. And he won both these awards.....
I still remember the day I cald up bhayya and we spoke about his nomination. At that time he told me dat he is surely expecting to win one of the 2 awards (Best Jodi) but the biggest one is Best Actor and he was quite skeptical about it because those nominated with him were really senior and experienced people from the industry.
Now comes the day of 16th September 2011. As usual I messaged bhayya before the event. He shopped for the evnt in a real short time. And finally he was there at the venue. Bhayya and Sanskruti (his co-star from Pinjara) had a mesmerising dance performance on a few romantic songs. Just after dat they were announced as the winners in the 'Best Jodi' category...wow.
What an awesum feeling it was....to see my bro going up on the stage and receive the award. But as I said before...this award was quite an expected one.
But the Best moment was yet to come...and ofcourse 'The Unexpected'.
Nominations for the 'Best Actor' category. There were few people from the audience who were cheering for 'Veer' (Bhayya's character in Pinjara) but the best part was....my bro was cheering for some one else....Yes...and finally his name was announced. He simply went blank...speechless...surprised...and what not. All he could do was...close his eyes for a few minutes and finally accept the fact that...I am the Star of the day...I have won the award....Yes its me.
He got up from his seat, hugged two of his best friends and his role model from the industry and it was only after a few minutes that he finally ran to take his award. I still remember the way bhayya was heading towards the stage....his smart walk in his black blazer and wearing that winning smile on his face.
The main reason behind this blog is the promise which I have made to myself and bhayya that we want these memories to live forever. We should be able to cherish these moments even if we read this blog after a few years.
So I would like to mention the most special part here. A few lines which bhayya said holding the trophy in his hand -

"Me magashi (during best jodi award) mhanalo ki aaj mala Pinjara chya shoot cha pahila divas athavtoy pan atta hya kshani mala kontahi divas athvat nahiye pan aaj cha haa divas matra mala ayushyabhar athvel"

Thats my bro...My Superstar...The Star of the day....!!!!
No words can ever express how I felt at that point of time. Speechless....couldnt stop my tears.....a damn proof of how proud and overwhelmed I was.
Luv you bro...you have always been the best brother in the world. Someone I can so proudly look upto and say..........
"HE IS MY SUPERSTAR".

Cousins = Other name of LIFEEE!!!!

As I have mentioned in the title itself.....this blog is dedicated to all my sweethearts....my wonderful COUSINS.  Today I was just watching one of our very old video wherein all of us had a super duper great time at Sheesha-KP. It was some 4-5 years back when we went there. Unfortunately I cant pendown all the crazy stuff which we did there. But I would surely wanna write bout our crazy gang of cousins as this blog is meant for them.

We are total 'EIGHT' of us. But thats excluding the add-ons...all the jijus and bhabhis and ofcourse our little master (our luvly nephew...Ariv). I am the 7th one, youngest in the whole gang so I am all pampered by my elder siblings. and I totally luv dat. Be it my dadu (Kaustubh Daa)....who always made it  a point to take me for a movie (no matter how silly the movie is) and a budget-no-bar shopping whnevr he cums down from B'lore, Mayu di who is always ready to make some new dish for her little sister, My didaaaa (Rasika di) who takes a fraction of second to rewind herself 8 years back to fit into our wavelength, my luvly celeb bro...my bhayyu (Bhushan bhayya)....who always pretends to wear the crown of a 'Strict Elder Brother' but ultimately became my 'Secret Box' and my closest buddy, Nehu di...my sweet chocky, a shopping spree who is a perfect example of a well-versed blend of an elder sister and a best pal, Rohu...my sweetheart bro who always makes me feel on top of the world with his luvly hug and non-veg messages and ultimately my chhotu (Manasi) who is the only one younger to me and so she gives me all the privileges of being an elder sister...right from questioning her or cross checking her, taking her our to all new places, buying new stuff for her and such endless things.

Whenevr we are together...we hav oodles of fun and we care a damn about the rest of the world. We dont need any reason to celebrate. Our get-togethers are full of PJ's, gossips, unending laughter, boozing, vomiting all the secrets and what not. When it comes to doing crazy stuff......you name it and we have already done it....hehehe. Thats the way we all are and are always gonna be....The best of all.

 This blog is only to let u guys know that how much you all mean to me and how proud I am to say that for me

COUSINS = OTHER NAME OF LIFE....luv you guys.

PS:This blog is always gonna remind me of our 'Unforgettable Nite at Sheesha'.

Its been a month today...

Its 26th August 2011 today...just one month ago we returned back to India from our wonderful US trip. So I just felt like writing a blog about those very last moments which we spent there....

It was the night of July 23rd and this night was definitely not a normal one. It was our last night in US, in Wisconsin, in UWP and ofcourse in our lovely apartment...2-I and 2-H. I still remember that we had a pizza for dinner (I had a packet of maggi). Post dinner...Our dear friend Jordania came down to meet us. During our stay of 3 months...we spent a wonderful time with her. She is a n awesum human-being. We had a long chatting session with her. Myself and Andy were busy weighing our bags while Snehal was still in mid of her packing session, Vedita still had to buy a cabin bag for herself and Rohit & Shivani were as usual busy with their never-ending jokes and a game of UNO. To add up to it dey went for their routined nite-walk. By the time they returned...I had gone off to sleep.

The morning of 24th July 2011.....evryone was set on their toes. Loads of stuff lying here and there. We had to hand over our apartment in the same condition as we got it 3 months ago. In our case....it was totally opposite....paper bags lying here and there, dustbin all scattered, kitchen was full of stains and what not. But we had no option but to clear it up. Apart from that we also had to do our individual last moment packing ;-)

I still remember that even on the last day we had some stupid argument...hehe. It as a part of our daily routine though so we dint carry forward it. Suresh sir came to pick us at sharp 11 am and we decided to load in maximum luggage in his car. Surprising but even at this point of time...SHOPPING was still on our list (That was the integral part of US ofcourse). We prepared curd-rice for lunch but didnt get anytime to eat it beacuse of the last moment rush. We were so busy loading the luggage that it was only when I sat in the car...I realised that m not ever gonna cum back to my apartment again. I was instantly choked when I had this thought. No words could explain what I was feeling at that point of time.

We had our stop-overs at walmart and outlet mall for the very last time and now we were on our way to Airport. Sir had put some funny hindi songs over which we had a healthy laughing exercise. Finally we arrived at the airport and just when we were standing outside, me and Shiva realised tht it was the same place where sir had come to pick us on the very first day. It was freezing cold when we landed in US and we were waiting at the same point. I just told Shiva that "still can't believe it that its time to go back''......And I still remember her face at that time. Both of us had tears in our eyes which didnt roll down as we thought gulping them was the only thing we could do at that point.

After our check-in sessions and security check we were all set to leave. But Suresh sir went somewhere at that time and I still remember that how badly we all wanted to have just one glimpse of him then. We had got a thank-you card for him which we wanted to hand over. Finally we saw him and Vedita just gave it to him in all that rush of security check. We couldnt even say a proper good-bye to him. It was only after the whole security check was done that we gave him a call and spoke to him and felt a little better.

Bidding a goodbye to O'hier airport and the land of US....we were finally on our way to India. To meet our families, friends and all our dear ones who were eagerly waiting for us.

Even today every small thing takes me down the memory lane of our US trip. Right from boiling milk, cutting veggies, watching movies, chatting sessions, playing UNO...me and Roooo still keep messaging each other saying that...

"MISSING WISCONSIN"......!!!!!

To my Superhero...My DAD

It was Fathers Day yesterday and this is the first time in life that I was away from my dad on this very special day. Wanted to dedicate this blog to the one and only Superhero of my life....My dadda....just to let you know that how much I missed you and you mean the most to me in this whole world.
My dad...He never told me how to live life, all he did was lived his own life with his principles and let me watch him do so. And this made him my biggest inspiration.
My dad has served the Indian Air Force for 20 long years so he has always been a fitness freak and I am highly inspired by this quality of his. He always says that health comes before anything else in this world. He is a man with few principles of his own which he follows irrespective of anything else.
Coming to my relationship with my dad....I am very proud to be my Papa's Princess....I call him baba and he is my best buddy. Baba knows all my secrets and is always there to give an ear even to my silliest topics. If my mom tells me something 1000 times, I hardly bother to hear it but if the same thing comes from my dad....I instantly start thinking over it. Baba has always been by my side but he made it a point to make me an independent human being. Whether it be going and spending my whole day in getting my domicile certificate or making a career choice...he has always left it to me.
I happened to come across some beautiful marathi lines which I felt are appropriate to describe my dad so I am writing them here....
"Ayushyachya Uun-Paavsat, baba tuch dilas aasra,
swataha jhel les kashta pan majha chehra thevlas hasra,
fedu mhanla tari fedta yenar nahi, baba tujhe upkar,
tujhya mulech hou shakli majhi sarva swapne sakaar.
Bagh baba tula me ashya sukhat thevin,
saare jag tujha heva karel ashya anandat thevin."

Thats just how I can describe my dad.....Dad, you are someone to look upto no matter how tall I grow.
Luv you baba and I am truly missing you a lot....Mwwaaahhh

From USA.....

What an awesome feeling it is....a cup of coffee, plate full of doritos, cloudy weather and me with my laptop. Here I am...finally writing a blog after ages, sitting in the lawn just in front of our university apartment....Oh yes...I am in USA. It is no less than a dream come true in a real sense. Who doesnt wanna go abroad....all of us do and moreover when dis opportunity knocks your door through your college...it is altogether a very special feel.

I really couldnt believe it when I got to know about it from my college. Though it came up throgh college but from our sides we had to put in quite a big amount which I really dint think was that easy for my parents to put up at this time. So I decided not to tell Aai-baba about it at all. But then they have always been my best buddies and I made up my mind that its my duty to convey it to them. My dad was not in town at that time so I decided to gave him a call. Baba simply asked me one thing on phone...."Do you wanna go to USA?" On my part, I tried convincing him that theres a big difference between what I want and what we can afford in reality...to which my dad instantly repeated his question...."Do you wanna go there?"......He knew my answer and that was my FIRST STEP towards my Dream Journey....

And today its been more than a month since I am here in US...making it one of the best and most memorable time of my life.

Even today it all feels like a dream and I still cannot believe that m actually here...all thanx to my Aai-Baba for being so supportive and encouraging at each and every step and turning my dream into a reality. Thanks to my attya-kaka for being there at every point and for being the best mentors...Thanks didi-jiju for being the best solution to all my stupid problems....Thanks bhayya for simply being there whenever I turned back and thanks to all my lovely buddies for being so wonderful.

I wanna dedicate this blog to all those precious people who are a part of my memorable journey and who helped me to make my dream come true.