tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-354927542024-03-13T09:36:44.707+05:30ToTaLLy TaBoO...Sometimes I wonder whether the world is being run by smart people who are putting us on or by imbeciles who really mean it- Mark Twaincoffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.comBlogger139125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-50812944696464120982014-05-08T08:43:00.002+05:302014-05-08T08:51:30.815+05:30What a friend means
You know how sometimes you maybe friends, and I mean really great friends with someone for a really long time and I mean really long, say 7 odd years? And how you became friends in the first place thanks to your blog and hers? But you never get a chance to meet until recently when your friend comes by to town and you have her over for a sleepover and man you realise how and why you've been coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-4089267924774886672014-02-26T00:19:00.000+05:302014-02-26T03:16:16.785+05:30Shaadi ka Laddoo...
So in the two odd years since I last blogged about cabbages, kings and other odd things, a lot has happened in my life. Well firstly I completed my masters in the field of obstetrics and gynaecology, following which I got married to the love of my life and someone my regular readers maybe familiar with.Six months into wedded life and my first job stint at a corporate, where by the waycoffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-57942310590586084912014-02-07T08:58:00.001+05:302014-02-07T09:00:30.757+05:30Turning Thirty...
So I turned 30 years old today...at this very moment I'm reveling in the gloriousness of just being with my husband and family (that's right, i got hitched, and to the very same very old love of my life :) ).
The clock turned 12:00AM on the 7th of a chilly February night as my parents in law and I waited at the hospital seeing to an ailing relative. Now you all know how much I love spending coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com1Noida, Uttar Pradesh, India28.5355161 77.39102649999995328.312282099999997 77.068302999999958 28.7587501 77.713749999999948tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-20580555252126399792012-07-12T23:38:00.000+05:302012-07-12T23:38:01.105+05:30Loving one's body<!--[if gte mso 9]> Normal 0 false false false EN-US X-NONE X-NONE <![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]>coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-24220197220039875362010-09-19T19:36:00.000+05:302010-09-19T19:36:40.874+05:30Stuff I truly believe with all my heart and soulThere a few things I am a strongly believe in. As often as possible I do them, and I'll keep doing them consciously till they become a way of life :-)
... I believe ... :
- We must be kind....regardless of whether we recieve it back or not
-We must be polite...regardless of whether the person we're talking to is or not
-We must help others...regardless of whether they help us back or not
-We coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-2058683417789944212010-07-05T11:16:00.005+05:302010-07-05T12:02:02.827+05:30You know you're secretly thinking of marriage when... Dedicated to my better half, and anyone else of marriageable age :-) [Female point of view here].- you surf the net looking for wedding pictures, any one's wedding pictures.- you scan married people thoroughly looking for signs of happiness.- you're bf/fiancee looks cuter everyday.- you scour the www for wedding photographers.- you secretly save up unusual wedding card designs.- you find coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-43629347066830497802010-06-19T18:34:00.004+05:302010-06-27T11:27:29.948+05:30Why do people hate hospitals?To me it has been home for along time. It's always been a place of wonder... See, I don't understand why people hate hospitals... majority of the sick people who go there recover. I always thought that was fantastic. When did that stop being a good and wondrous thing ? So we have to run around to get tests done and fees paid and everything seems so far apart... [you don't know what far is unless coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-10734388327138369542010-04-16T15:23:00.005+05:302010-04-16T15:52:28.277+05:30Can it Ever Be too Late?What do people mean when they say... hurry up before it's too late?Too late for what?And I don't mean a movie or dinner date.Haven't you ever wondered, can it ever be too late?"She's ageing, she should get married fast before it's too late!"But isn't it better for her to get set, get ready, get prepared in whichever way she feels needed and then marry as opposed to just jump into a marriage with coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-83170238193929393882010-03-09T11:39:00.006+05:302010-03-10T20:31:53.928+05:30For Men.I'm utterly sick of the whole Women's day hullaballoo...all those lines about them having to undertake multiple roles, leading stressful lives, yadayadayada.No one seems to make such a fuss over men. Instead they're cursed to the ends of the earth. It's a rare person or woman that stands up for them.Seriously thought, Men don't have it that easy. Imagine their lives. From the time they're kids, coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-51682854227138953802009-12-31T12:08:00.004+05:302009-12-31T12:26:37.971+05:30What Did you Do this YeAr ?It's the morning of the Last Day Of The Year [as it shall henceforth be known] and I'm wondering where the year 2009 went?I'm trying to recollect what I did, what I achieved, and try as I may my mind is a blank.What did you do this year?How did You make a difference?Did you make a difference?I think that is the scariest part...Are you the same person you were last year?Or did you evolve, perhaps coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-46329676446085318352009-10-24T05:37:00.004+05:302009-10-24T07:44:05.692+05:30What DO women want?Disclaimer : Feminists needn't take this post too seriously.Saw What women want[Mel Gibson, Helen Hunt] for the upteenth. I just let movies play in the background sometimes, just so it feels like I'm not alone at home.So anyway, I wondered...What do women want really? So naturally compiled a list!Not all of you may want this stuff but some of it, sometimes...I'm sure!- A home, just ours.- coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com35tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-86175924389498268822009-10-16T17:06:00.003+05:302009-10-16T18:40:45.576+05:30HaPpY DiWaLi!Dedicated to my Mother , Father and Sister. All my childhood friends, to childhoods, to being with one's family... to sweets and savouries equally~~~!!!!There is a nip in the air...almost the same as last year...but my smile's not as wide as then because this year I'm missing my family a great deal...my mom, dad n sis. My own. The lights are fewer, there are fewer people in the market, even coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com46tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-6366923691390488102009-09-21T17:43:00.003+05:302009-09-21T17:50:44.355+05:30Ghor or not, I like this kalyug!The other day I walked out of a satsang meeting. Ok I wouldn't have gone there in the first place if I didn't like what the Founder said on TV. An educated lady she spoke with ease, confidence and most importantly, logic and common sense.But she wasn't there at that meeting was she now? No...there was literally a line of old biddies sitting on chairs and lecturing."Is this just kalyug [new age] coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com22tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-41373449251480224462009-09-17T15:56:00.003+05:302009-09-17T16:57:23.065+05:30Good hands Bad feet!!Dedicated to Nikhil and Sapna didi, who try to catch me when I fall. We never permit patient attendants to enter the closed doors of the OT [operating theatre]mini OT [for minor procedures and such] ... mostly because it is a privilege and they will undoubtedly freak out and doctors don't like being watched while they do their work, its a cause for anxiety see?However pioneer that I am, I broke coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-14108590652129357012009-09-10T01:38:00.004+05:302009-09-10T01:59:40.045+05:30Uski RukhsatiUski Rukhsati.PROLOGUE : "Still no movements from the baby?", I asked the would be mother at 8 months of gestation. "No, and the doctor before you said the heartbeat is getting slow also...whats going to happen? Am I going to have surgery?", asked the 27yr old primi [first time pregnancy] anxiously.We shall call her Zarin."Let me see, but don't get scared, don't worry till we have to because coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-42107664259289081562009-09-06T04:01:00.001+05:302009-09-06T04:09:25.584+05:30September Tapes.September Tapes.Theres a crazy fire in their eyes. Them with the Aks and other assorted weapons. They're baby faced, trying to disguise their age under thick stubble. But they don't need to. The madness in their eyes says it all. It seems clear there is no reasoning with these people. They're following dictates blindly. Eyes shut, mind shut even tighter. Happy to oblige if it means they appear coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-73603684729200831872009-08-11T11:44:00.004+05:302009-08-11T13:11:17.974+05:30Oh, yeah...no it's er...ok. [aka, when did we become blase about saving lives?]So last night the Almighty saved a life via me. This woman came with poisoning, almost comatose. So I inserted a Ryle's tube, pumped her stomach, flushed the gastric contents. Then started and iv, flushed her system, gave her injections to make her pee, gave her the antidote and sat by her bedside all night. When she arrived I rushed into action and didn't cough even once in the 2-3 hours it tookcoffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-65435473032592280642009-08-01T18:15:00.004+05:302009-08-04T18:39:36.103+05:30Turn me into pink mist.NOTE : Pink mist is basically how the bomb squad refers to you when you blow up. There are many other definitions as well, as per google. The reason I wrote on this phrase is because it isn't often that we come across a beautiful word for something gory and ugly. I am not suicidal or depressed or anything of the sort!!Turn me into pink mist dear God,and make me forget.The horrors I've seenand coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-29961767471505081362009-07-27T23:11:00.004+05:302009-07-28T00:08:16.784+05:30Do you Believe in heaven?"Do you believe in heaven honey?""Sure...Not sure what it is exactly though...""What's your idea of heaven?""Hmm...I think it's where we are at peace after we die you know? A place of justice, joy and rest after all this toil on earth. What about you sweety? I know You wouldn't ask unless your non stop working mind already had an answer ready...""Silly man. Silly but smart. Yeah...I've been coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com26tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-69260048247242845242009-07-16T23:21:00.005+05:302009-07-16T23:40:02.914+05:30Does a Picture really speak?They say a picture speaks a thousand words. I don't know about all that, but I would like to find out :o) These here are two pictures of me. [DUH]. Give me 5 words to describe them/it, the person you see in it. Read the other's words and don't repeat. Be original, after all, man has more than one facet and a woman more than a hundred [Ok, so I made that up.]. You're all writers, bloggers...Use coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com25tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-73224017209499625262009-07-13T10:44:00.004+05:302009-07-13T13:55:21.472+05:30The road not taken indeed.This post is in fact a reply to Solilo's post here."I shall be telling this with a sighSomewhere ages and ages hence:Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—I took the one less traveled by,And that has made all the difference.”-Robert Frost, The road not taken.I took the road less travelled by in my life. In fact I'm currently on its rocky path... It's not easy... I didn't know it would be this hard,coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-27400941259106200062009-07-12T10:21:00.005+05:302009-07-12T19:26:22.885+05:30Breakfast in five!So my better half came home on his way back from work. So I made him breakfast in five mins... as part of a series of Quick 'n Easy recipes on my blog, I'm here to provide this too.Scrambled Eggs on Toast : Ingredients : 5 eggsSalt to tastePepper to tasteButterCream- 2 tablespoonsSkim Milk - 1/4th cupMethod : Use a non stick pan.heat pan firstadd small amounts of butter.let butter fizz and coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-74804254810740936652009-07-09T19:19:00.002+05:302009-07-09T19:56:07.773+05:30The Women who give the good ones a bad name.There are these women I know. And then there are these simple men.These women I know entice these men. Ensure them that they cannot be the same, even whole, without them. They talk sensuously and sexily. They throw in numerous innuendoes, fling around the three most sacred words in the history of humankind... I love you.To some guys, these three words make their world swivel and spin and turn allcoffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com99tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-5517642948573801952009-07-02T12:32:00.004+05:302009-07-02T14:27:05.529+05:30Mirror mirror on the wall...who's the scariest of them all?I forced myself to face my worst fear today. Yes thats me, horrified! Let me explain.Until nearly 7years ago, I was fairly good looking [read : Hot!] and smart and polished and basically I put effort into my looks and physique. I used to preen in front of the mirror and scope myself in everything that reflected light and myself. I was the epitome of vanity. You would've been too if you had guys coffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35492754.post-66811647782171241202009-06-24T03:37:00.004+05:302009-06-24T05:12:54.415+05:30For the Children Of alchoholics.Of late, there have been around me, increasing stories of alchoholics and their marriages to ordinary, naive, stupid, smitten women who don't have an ounce of common sense. Maybe their brains cease to function and that is why they cannot see beyond these smooth talking people.My better half pointed out to me, that generally I'm a tolerant, polite, nice person who tries her hardest to see and showcoffeeismypoisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05421534537554930676noreply@blogger.com35