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What is your name?

Well, not only this is the first question that we learn to answer to, it is also the first step towards your identity. To begin with me – I was told by my benevolent family members that I had the most number of names written on the rubber sheet on which I had spend my initial baby months. And as I grew up, I used to boast in front of my schoolmates by counting each name on my fingers (back then counting up to 10 was considered an achievement) which would sound anything from Meenakshi Sheshadri to Manisha! Ewww! The basic criterion was that they had to begin with letter M. And when the admission time came – I was assigned the synonym for micro (Mini!). Thus began my conflict with my name. Sometimes my name was justified according to my height, and sometimes it wronged me by making people think of me as the youngest/single child of my parents. Add to it, a surname (Kumari!)L, which doesn’t even resemble my father’s name or clan, instead diminishes my super-puffed Rajputaani shaan. ...

Gorging at Southall

Oh! How I hate going to Southall here! I wish I could tell! Although people call it- Little India, I dread if most of them have seen the real India! After going for the first time, I had decided that I will never visit again. It reminded me so much of Janpath , Lajpat Nagar and Sarojini Nagar markets in New Delhi, India, minus the stray. :) Yet, the memories of having mouth-watering Indian dishes weakened my determination. Reaching Southall , we went to a temple which was within walking distance of the rail station. Unlike regular temples in India where for a rule, I never saw Durga ji with Ram and Sita ji's statues in the same room, I was taken aback when there were 6 of my fav gods ( in their own rights) , darned in their finest. In this particular moment of Godly confusion- I bowed to Radhe - Krishna - as it was my grandfather who had introduced him first from an array of pictures of Gods and Goddesses, while I was a kid. I felt happy inwardly as I had done j...

India on its own...

India has abundance of EVERYTHING and shortage of NOTHING, just that all of it is distributed unevenly. I mean look at the climate, while some parts of the country are freezing, some are wet, few normal and some dry like a desert. Some literate, most illiterate, some peace-loving and most fighting. Yet, everyone is busy with their own lives to least care on how it’s affecting their living area (not drawing room. Huh!)! I was time-wrapped at least eight months back to the lifestyle in India and began comparing it to that in the UK and felt myself fortunate that I have seen a better form of civilisation. No offence to my nativezens, but India sure needs lots of polishing and punishments to set itself on the right path. Know why? See this -

First cricket match - T20

Watching cricket was in my 'things-not-to-do' lists and I am still dumbfounded as to how did I end up watching it LIVE! I was familiar with them as people/celebrities who were basically cricketers who featured in lots of commercials, endorsing anything and everything that they could lay their hands upon. :) The stadium was full on a week-day which is quite a surprise as people here are totally professional on weekdays and go pubbing/relaxing on weekends. The mad Indian crowd screaming India-India! Jeetega bhai jeetega India jeetega ! Seeing their icons play in front was too much for many who had come from remote areas of the UK just to watch India play. And then there was the big ' Tirangaa ' hoisted near and around the stadium. Talk about ' jhandaa lehraana ' on the angrezi soil. Phew!

Weathering (sic) heights!

Whats wrong with the weather here. Just as it seemed that the temperature would be reaching +20 deg , it began to rain and then freeze. Even the weather forecasts were all wrong. It was to drizzle at 4 pm and when we went out at 5 to a local grocery store, it began pouring rain. :( sad that the 'pouring' part was not even mentioned. The weather here definitely sucks! So what do I write about....hmmmm....a blank mind is --- ugghhhhh obviously blank. Just the plain old advice that always comes for all- NEVER EVE LEAVE YOUR JOB DURING RECESSION. NOT EVEN IF YOU ARE NEARING THE RETIREMENT AND PLANNING TO TAKE AN EARLY RETIREMENT. :O My cure for such awful times - When you cannot think anything, when your mind is empty. just hog whatever is present in your fridge or start cleaning up the mess you have made around. (P.S - Mess can mean anything from room to relationship. IMs are a blessing for the latter)