THE wedding!

UNREAL

Aji rooth kar ab...

And i have fallen in love with this particular chhobi and no i DON'T know them personally

Gaye Tum Gaye Ho Kyun

Na Aaye Ho, Na Aaoge, Na Phone Pe Bulaoge
Na Shaam Ki Karaari Chai, Labon Se Yun Pilaoge
Na Aaye Ho, Na Aaoge, Na Din Dhale Sataoge
Na Raat Ki Nashili Baat Se Neendh Mein Jagaoge...

My life changed forever 'TOMORROW'

Koi pyar kare toh tumse kare     

Tum jaise ho waise kare

Koi tumko badal k pyar kare

Toh who pyar nahi sauda kare    

Aur saiba

Pyar mein sauda nahi

Well. Most of the die-hard srk fans would recognize and smile instantly at the lines written above 

I remember watching the movie back in my 'primary' days when love meant singing and slow dancing and getting drenched together (it still means the same though) and I was very very impressed with the way the dialogues were written and delivered and then…

I grew up… saw things…

Love came and blossomed and withered away… in many lives and then silently we called the ‘change’ within us as ‘evolution’ because we were too stuck up with the idea of falling in love with just the person the person is.

Gone are those ideas… gone are those days

“I DON’T want you to change but I would be very happy if you change”

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WHY? WHY

BLEED BLUE! :)

Match is over!
WE got the cup! jump INDIA jump! with pride and smile as wide as it can be.
Well, while everyone is talking blogging stutus-ing, (although the last thing is not making much sense) here are the two most remarkable moments (according to me) I saw yesterday.

Yuvi took my heart away... I saw and we saw and could sense the cold war, the non acceptance of the two of them but the winning moment, the magic moment washed away all the dark emotions and grey agony that persisted between them, even though just for a moment and just because one tried, but I saw them as THEM. He hugged and he cried and he took my heart away.

And there was another captain... the man with the smile who had nothing but words of praise for India. A raped, robbed and sad Sangakkara's fade smile which was overshadowed by US and OUR cup somehow did not make me feel good but...

 all said and done... we WON!
the hours of moving not even an inch, the swearing, the giving names, the sky high bp, the tension, the stimulation, the prediction, the preparation, the expectation... everything that has been common to every Indian on the 2nd of April 2011 sums up to this... we got THE cup.
Party!