Thursday, April 30, 2009

I am proud being born a Girl..


My recent visit to Red Cross split my heart into pieces.. That just inspired me to scribble a few lines.. Warning: I am a "no-poet" guys!!


I am a girl...

The first ray breaking the dawn,

The smiling dew drop in the morning,

The fragrance of the flowers,

The dim moonlight at nights....


Weaving dreams in colours of rainbows,

An artist's inspiration,

Direction to a lost soul,

A daughter, a sister,

A friend, a wife,

A soothing mother....


The heights of Kalpana and Sunita,

The velocity of PT Usha,

The strategies of Indira,

The struggles of Medha,

The strengths of Arundhati and Jhumpa...


Dad's Senorita,

Mom's angel,

Abandoned in a dust bin,

Scratched by strays,

Synonym for devotion,

Craving for affection...


Please save the girl child from foeticide and being abandoned.


P.S. Originally posted a while ago at my blog.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

-DARE TO BE PROVOCATIVE-

Putting on sexy lingerie boosts your body image and bolsters how beautiful you are. Even the most conservative girls may admit to feeling more sensual wearing silk instead of flannel to bed. Yes to an extent the whole dish dosh is about stirring in men the eroticism that surpasses all other reasons but the real element is feminine confidence that outshines superficial comparisons and makes a woman believe in her unique and enticing internal and external beauty.


Men indeed are drawn by the erotic glow of sexuality but the confidence too, thus, looking good for our man in the bedroom is an integral part of the whole romance glam. What I personally feel about lingerie is that, it makes me feel incredibly sexy, incredibly wanted and just so loved. They will say I am mad, but I say 'I am crazy about me'. I do go out of my way to buy me satin sheets and I sleep alone on it. I don't have to show my femininity off all the time!


The feel of smooth satin and sexy lace against my skin makes me tingle with pleasure. I can imagine how out of his mind my partner will be if he sees me so confident carrying it off.


A sexy piece of lingerie does marvel for a woman's confidence, as well as impress her man. I can see me clad in a black suit, really professional on the outside and beneath the layers clad in ultra sexy lingerie making me all so feminine with the right balance of professionalism, and when I get home to a man waiting like a lion to be served in his den, ooh boy my mind is on a roll…


Girls, there is nothing worse than buying lingerie which is totally unfit for your body type. Bits squishing out from here and there, baggy, too tight or too loose is just not the key to confidence booster or highlighted body image.


Garters are just for tall women. They accentuate the impression that the long legs run up to the armpits. It is a sexy lingerie staple but not all women should go there.


A voluptuous, big-busted girl needs a corset support to bring out her cleavage in a very naughty yet noticeable manner. Corsets were designed to minimize the waist and flatten the stomach but also giving the body the right proportions.


A sexy little negligee, suits more voluptuous women and hides a mass of sins. A baby doll teddy will easily hide a big tummy or butt, and you can feel at ease knowing you still look beautiful showing off other assets. Strictly for married women who are tired of giving birth after birth. No single girls should get naughty now.


Sexy boy shorts add curves to an athletic figure and accentuate a great butt. They are explicitly for nice bottoms, as they draw all the attention there due to their horizontal lines and broad cut. Strictly for athletically slim girls.


I can never do without a robe, because the feel of satin blows my mind off. It adds mystery too to what lies beneath the surface.


Girls do keep in mind:

* Nothing should cling to parts you prefer were hidden, such as a big belly or thighs. Loose and flowing fabric enhances curves but doesn’t stick and should be picked for better femininity and confidence.

* Always enhance and draw attention to the best assets, be it her breasts, bottom, legs, tummy or shoulders. But decide on which is it. If you are too confused ask but don’t predict.

* Dark colors are slimming, while light colors draw attention to potential bulges. Kapeesh?

* If you are short you can gain length by having slits in the sides of gowns and negligees. Truly that adds to so much drama.


Colorize

Be sure that you own the basic colors; white, red and black. Blondes look great in pastel colors, but brunettes need stronger colors to set the flame on, like emeralds and sapphires. Redheads are set off by green, blue and earthy tones.


Texturize

I prefer lace or satin any day. There is a range to choose from when buying lingerie, such as lace, satin, silk, cotton, polyvinyl chloride (PVC), leather, lycra, and velvet. Lace, satin and silk are considered “safe purchases” because they are very feminine, not too wild or over-the-top and feel beautiful on the skin. Cotton is a tad boring, though there are some lovely pieces available in this fabric. Cotton is what women buy for themselves to wear every day, and I still don’t, so to buy it for something special is a little against the point. Don’t go near Cotton Please.

PVC is daring, though it can be difficult to find it in the right size, as it’s not a very flexible material and can produce bags and sags in all the wrong places. Lycra is very tight and bulges can be a bit too obvious, so beware. Velvet is also very nice on the skin and can be very sexy, making it also a reasonably safe choice. Lastly, when deciding on the lingerie’s fabric, always touch it before buying it; if you like it, only buy it then.


As a woman, you know how fabulous you feel on a good hair day. If you have wonderful pieces of lingerie don’t you think you will really be happier? Does the tight and ill fitting piece not get to you and your flesh? Do you not want to be comfortable?

Please own a sheer sexy nightwear, even if it is a pajama suit, every night could be a version of a good hair day then. It definitely gives you a better night's sleep. It is tried and tested.

Brands to Look Out For:

Sweet Nothings Lingerie

Tanga

3 Wishes

Her Room

Chic Mystique

La Perla

Fig Leaves

Bare Necessities

Victoria's Secret

La Senza

Sunday, April 26, 2009

And God Pleased...

“Is everything o.k.?” Marya questioned the doctor as he approached.

“Everything could have been just perfect if the timing was rite Mrs. Salman….” His voice trailed off as he spoke.

“You see your husband was admitted here an hour after the accident and that seems to be creating a problem.”

The doctor didn’t look all that happy to narrate what he was. “Too much of blood has been drained and there is no saying as to what will happen when he wakes up. He hasn’t opened his eyes since we got him here, so all you can do is pray and plead that he wakes up soon.”

He turned to walk away when Sonia pulled at his hand. “Doctor! Doctor! Where is my Papa’s room, where is he?” The doctor asked Marya if it was her child and she nodded with tearful eyes, stroking her hair.

“Mommy you wait here I will get Ally.” For a four year old she was smart. “Ok honey but make sure you are careful.”

“Yes mommy I will!” She turned to face the doctor. “So doctor, what are the options before us?”

“Well the best one is that he needs to be given blood, but B positive, we’ve run out of stock… so!...”

“My blood Group is B positive.” “But Mrs. Salman you just had your delivery a month ago, how do you ….” “Doctor I said I will give him blood, whether or not like it or medical science approves it. He needs it more than I do rite now. My body is amply making it for me, a bottle or two won’t kill me.”

“Well that is the part; there is no saying what complications it will cause for you. I don’t care; I don’t even want to care about it. He's the father to my kids and without him we don’t have a life, so please, don’t make it difficult for me or my kids.”

Sonia came along with her Granny and the stroller. “What does the Doctor say Marya,” “Mummy, he just says that he wont take my blood that is all.” “What do you mean he won't take your blood, does Salman need blood?” She was a bit startled “Yes he does!... Marya tried keeping her cool “And the hospital is out of B positive supplies. I want to but he says I just had a child so it wouldn't be safe.”

She turned away not ready to face what her mother-in-law would say “He is rite, you are weak rite now. And there is no way that I would want you to give yourself in for my son.” “Mummy….” Marya turned to have eye contact with her, “your son happens to be my husband, the man I love, the man I’ve loved for ever. Asking God for him hasn’t been easy. It has been a tough road and after so much of ups and downs, you expect me to give it all in so easily? No mummy! That is what I can't do; I can't abandon a soul I asked for from God, please! Tell the doctor to take my blood, please.”

Marya was in tears, desperately crying her heart out before her mother-in-law. Mummy stroked Marya’s head and said, “My son is lucky, very lucky, he didn’t deserve you, but … Doctor please, listen to her, get everything ready for it.” Marya smiled and hugged her mom. “Thank you, thank you.” she turned to Sonia, “Now Sonia you be a good girl and take care of Ally, see that Grandma doesn’t have to go through too much troubles taking care of him, assist her wherever and whenever she needs to be assisted ok”.

Sonia blankly looked at her mom, “But mommy where are you going, you need to be here and take care of Ally, it's his feeding time, changing time, I can't manage without you, you are his mom, not me.” “Sonia Honey, I am going to get your daddy, ok. You want him back don’t you?” Sonia was pale-faced, “Yes mommy I do. I do.” She ran into her mom’s arms and sobbed hard, “I want both of you back. Please mummy I want both of you.” “Sonia, stay with grandma and pray ok.” Marya smiled and turned to walk into the theatre, take care and she blew a flying kiss to her kids. Stopped to just have an eyeful of Ally, still an infant yet, staring at his mom with concern.

She was laid right next to Salman’s bed; she starred at the lifeless body that lay there, so calm and so quiet, without any pains. Tears rolled down her eyes, just to think of that she wouldn’t make it somehow. She knew she was weak, yet she knew she couldn't lose it on Salman, he could well support everything, better than her, and he was the best.

The bottle collected from her was transmitted into Salman’s body, after which, he slowly started regaining; breathing through his mouth, movement, the doctor noticed the difference. After a bottle, Marya herself became weak, her B.P. was dropping fast, yet it was her instructions that the doctor had to take as much blood as was required, and not less. So the doctor was bound to listen. At the end of the second bottle, Marya was totally unconscious; iron was released in her blood stream. She tried to keep up, but fell asleep.

When she woke up, she felt as though she was floating in air, she couldn't believe what the sensation was about. She turned to look around, in order to get things to register in her head and as soon as she made eye-contact with Salman, everything came back to her. “Salman” she managed to whisper and trying to get up, but in vain, she was too weak even to raise her head. “It's okay Marya, stay down, don’t get up,” he himself sat up, now too strong and alright to move. “How long has it been?” “Ten hours.”

“You mean I have been dead for 10 hours.” “I need to rush, Ally needs to be fed.” “Marya, no! I’ll tell the nurse to get him ok.” She smiled, ok. Salman rang the calling bell and the nurse rushed for assistance. “Yes sir! Could you get our son from the waiting area?” “Yes I know he is there, has been crying wild.” Marya was all of a sudden too concerned, but just managed to point to Salman that she wanted him. Salman ordered the nurse away. She hurried back and lay Ally on Marya’s side. The nurse assisted Marya in having the baby fed, and then left the three. Salman smiled and yet was sad. “Marya you are sick aren’t you?” she smiled, “No! why would I be. There is no point of getting sick.” Her mouth was too dry, she reached for the glass, but Salman, helped her with that too.

He picked Ally up and started talking to him, “you know what your mommy is the best, she does so much, so much that it's hard for even you to repay my little one.” Marya could do nothing more than pass a smile, and then instantly fell into a deep slumber once again.

The next time she was awaken by Ally’s sobbing. “Finally you wake up; it's been 15 hours now,” she felt alive, “Yes! Yes! Give him to me,” she sat up instantly, took him from Salman and fed him. “My Baby!” She smiled. Salman pecked on her forehead. His mom walked in, and stood there staring at the family, which was really a family by all means. “I wish I could just have u all for the rest of my life” she exclaimed, “you all make me so proud.” Salman and Marya looked at each other and smiled. In their hearts they knew that no matter how much they quarreled and groaned and moaned, they loved each other all the more. Salman’s mom sat beside Marya and pecked on her forehead. “I am proud of you! you make me proud day after day, when you prove to be much more of a daughter than an in-law.”

Friday, April 24, 2009

Lost in Transit..

"Sagar, there is some problem with this report. I dont know what, but this doesnt seem to all right. Come over and take a look."

Ruhi still looks cute when she scratches her head trying to analyse something. Thought Sagar.

He stood up and moved across the desk towards her while she still was focusing on the laptop screen. He bent down close to her face, removed her spectacles "Enough for today. You look so confused and stressed. Relax. Wanna dance?" He asked her.

"Dance? now?" she looked at him in surprise. He took her hand and played their favourite song on her laptop which she had a shortcut of on her desktop.

I could stay awake just to hear you breathing
Watch you smile while you are sleeping
While you're far away and dreaming
I could spend my life in this sweet surrender
I could stay lost in this moment forever
Where every moment spent with you is a moment I treasure

Don't want to close my eyes
I don't want to fall asleep
Cause I'd miss you babe
And I don't want to miss a thing
Cause even when I dream of you
The sweetest dream will never do
I'd still miss you babe
And I don't want to miss a thing

He pulled her close and whispered into her ear "Marry me".

She freed herself from his grip, and fell on the chair staring at nothingness.

"What happened? Did I say something wrong?" he was not expecting such a reaction.

"I do not want to get into a relationship of sympathy." She replied curtly.

"Come on Ruhi. This is not sympathy. I am so used to you that I can't even imagine myself without you around." He was comforting her.

"I do not want to get into a relationship of convenience either."

"What are you saying Ruhi? You know we are in love since times immemorial."

"I still love Varun."

"I am not asking you to forget him. I know he always will be a part of your memories. But life doesn't stop. You have to move on."

"I can't move away from Varun's memories."

"But he is no more there and I want you to be a part of my life forever."

"Sagar, give a second thought to what you just said. You have been talking about yourself. You are used to me. You can't imagine your life without me. You want me to be a part of your life. It is all about you. Where am I in it? This is the difference in Varun and You. He taught me that love is giving without expecting. He was there to hold my hand when I was all alone. That unfortunate accident snatched him away. But I still feel him around myself. I see him when I look at Sameeksha."

"I will take care of Sameeksha as Varun would have. You know I love her, and she too is fond of me."

"But you can never be Varun, you can never be her father."

"Ruhi... We grew up together. And we have loved each other since we understood this emotion. I know I was at fault when I went away for my degree. That is when you met Varun. But now, things are back to square one. Varun was a blow of refreshing air who passed away. And I love you. Still. I do not see what has changed."

"Changed? Nothing will ever change. I could not ever return him the selfless love he adorned me with. I can't return him what he gave me in those 2 years even if I loved him my whole life. I say no to your proposal Sagar. I opt out. The way you opted out of me when you went away. Do you know why Sameeksha is so fond of you? It is biological. She is not Varun's Biological daughter." Ruhi snapped.

She could see Sagar floating into nothingness.

She collected her bag and marched out of the office she and Sagar shared, closing the door behind her..



Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Men Oh Men

Men are like Laxatives ... They are meant to de-strain and yet lead to paralysis and irritable mood syndrome.

Men are like Bananas ... The more they are exposed to heat, the faster they stale.

Men are like Weather ... You can predict the rains cuz you see clouds in the morning but it could be deception.

Men are like Blenders ... You can buy them to ease you but in the end you have to put more manual effort.

Men are like Chocolate Bars ... Yummy, tempting, filling and just enough to smack your lips.

Men are like Commercials ... They make bigger claims than they can keep.

Men are like Department Stores ... You'll find everything about them in place with a price tag.

Men are like Government Bonds ... They never hit the spot.

Men are like Mascara ... They look sexy and hot but after a while they smudge the cloth.

Men are like Popcorn ... They keep you best company on the back seat of a theatre.

Men are like Snowstorms ... They will come short but will take you to a whole new level of thought.

Men are like Lava Lamps ... They make a woman ooze but prolonged exposure could give a rotten tan.

Men are like Parking Spots ... You have to keep an eye out for the best ones.

Men are like Ziploc Bags ... They are good with secrets but only in vaccum.

Men are like Shoes ... The perfect size is always out of stock.

Men are like Rubber bands ... They will stretch far out to pose an attitude but an undesired response of a woman could spring them back on all fours.

Men are like Tires ... They are reliable and will last a very long ride.

Men are like Subways ... You have to pick the ingredients to make them taste better.

Men are like Computers ... The upgrade is always slacky, be sure to keep a backup.

Men are like Lawn Mowers ... If you can run them, well and good or else they'll graze you off.

Men are like Stars ... Keep shooting at them and they will not shed a spark.

Men are like Maps ... The road to their heart is via the stomach but where is the heart and the stomach?

Men are like Bras ... The naughty ones are too see through and the naive ones are such a turn off.