I am not a kitchen appliance.. Awesome Ads by Havells

So for some reason my laptop is refusing to let me embed You tube videos on the same post as text... still.. if you have seen the prev post, you know exactly what i'm talking about..
Havell's has come out with this awesome series of ads regarding various household appliances, with the underlying theme that your wife/partner/mother is NOT an appliance, and everyone in the family can make their own damned coffee/juice/chutneys.. and men can iron their own shirts.. i really adored the "istree- stree" and "I'm his wife, he thinks i'm a kitchen appliance" punchlines..

but my favorite BY FAR is the arranged marriage ad where the guy's mother is going on about how her poor son is deprived of decent coffee at home living alone in a foreign country.. and the girl hands him a coffee maker instead..
seriously.. why the the hallmark of a 'good wife' a "cook-maid-waiter- in one'?? why is a girl in this arranged marriage market judged on her ability to handle the kitchen and want to have children? can anyone ask if the guy can handle half the cooking/cleaning/random chores like a partner should?

this is the age of technology.. make your own damned coffee

kya hai na auntiji... I am not a kitchen appliance.

the creep

i have
no words
not even when I dig deep into my conscience and try to write because its what I DO, my reason for being, why i''m in the profession I am in..
there's a blankness creeping up at the oddest of times.. a detachment from wherever I am..
I have always written emotionally, the best stories i ever write are ones that come from some unknown place within me and i type and write and even I don't consciously know what i'm doing till its all out on paper or screen and it just IS perfect.  rarely ever edit anything i write, except for a spell check..
and with this creeping blankness comes the fact that i haven't written anything at all in so long that my blog looks like a songs/quotes page and my diary has been hidden so long that i'm in danger of forgetting just where it is... 

have you ever felt connected mentally to someone without liking them in the slightest?

Blest be the tie that binds
our hearts in kindred something- or- other.
said Tommy Dukes. "I'd like to know what the tie is... the tie that binds us just now is mental friction on one another. And, apart from that, there's damned little tie between us. We bust apart, and say spiteful things about one another, like all other damned intellectuals in the world. Damned everybodies, as far as that goes, for they all do it. Else we bust apart, and cover up the spiteful things we feel against one another by saying false sugaries. it's a curious thing that mental life seems to flourish with its roots in spite, ineffable and fathomless spite.....

no, there is something wrong with the mental life, radically.



- DH Lawrence, Lady Chatterley's Lover. 

Jalal ad din Mohammad Rumi...

sometimes the words that others have said long ago resonate in your soul so well that you don't need to think anymore...



The breezes at dawn have secrets to tell you
Don't go back to sleep!
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep!
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill where the two worlds touch,
The door is round and open
Don't go back to sleep!”


“You try to be faithful
And sometimes you're cruel.
You are mine. Then, you leave.
Without you, I can't cope.

And when you take the lead,
I become your footstep.
Your absence leaves a void.
Without you, I can't cope.

You have disturbed my sleep,
You have wrecked my image.
You have set me apart.
Without you, I can't cope.”

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I'll meet you there.

When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”


The minute I heard my first love story,
I started looking for you, not knowing
how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.”


“When I am with you, we stay up all night.
When you're not here, I can't go to sleep.
Praise God for those two insomnias!
And the difference between them.”

“I want to see you.

Know your voice.

Recognize you when you
first come 'round the corner.

Sense your scent when I come
into a room you've just left.

Know the lift of your heel,
the glide of your foot.

Become familiar with the way
you purse your lips
then let them part,
just the slightest bit,
when I lean in to your space
and kiss you.

I want to know the joy
of how you whisper
"more”

“Do not leave me,
hide in my heart like a secret,
wind around my head like a turban.
"I come and go as I please,"
you say, "swift as a heartbeat."
You can tease me as much as you like
but never leave me.”

“Beyond our ideas of right-doing and wrong-doing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase ‘each other’
doesn’t make sense any more.”

cutesy perfect romance movies ruin your life

i've been listening to songs from the 90s for the past hour or so... songs and movies i've grown up watching and adoring... and realised that it s not just my addiction to M&B romances that's ruined me for real life.. its also the stuff that both bollywood and hollywood romances fed me all my life..

for instance, the song i've been playing on loop the last 15 odd mins is Woh Pehli Baar from Pyar mein kabhi Kabhi.

the movie came out in 1999, the year I turned 11. and I guess Dino Morea has to be counted is one of the earliest crushes i can remember having.. and heaven knows i wanted, and to an extent still want someone who can serenade me with the dramatic flair Sid displays...

weirdly enough... i do remember that i wanted someone like Sanjay Suri's 'Bugs' rather than Dino's character Sid, coz Bugs was just an all round nicer guy.. atleast this movie showed the girl walking away from the hero when he was being an ass... though she returned pretty easily when the best friend begged her to..

aaannnyyyy way... i shall refrain from taking a sword to shred this movie up or analysing it all.. coz the moment you start thinking about what this movie portrays, one tends to forget why it was cute in the first place....

and damn it.. the dimples and that HOT body the man had...

Dino Morea now just looks washed up..