Kuch Tho Log Kahenge

PS: I know this would sound a little too absurd... little kyun.... bahut absurd... and also an out of the world topic for few... if you are oh so matured then please back off haan... this blog is totally intended "Not" to make any sense at all... just wrote something i felt deep down today...

Also mind you i am not a big fan of any hindi serials... infact i hardly watch tv... but this ones taken me to an another world... ;).... hence worth penning down...

Kuch tho Log Kahenge_______________________________

My very near and dear (I hope so she still believes that too) even after bearing with me for 15+ years... agrees that this serial “Kuch Tho Log Kahenge” takes me to a very different world all together… Why…. Because every character of this serial relates to every person in my life…

The unique love story of the couple… Mind ya… the age difference is 18 years.. yet the love story is so beautiful… my friend.. (Well lets keep her name hidden for security reasons ofcourse ;) ) ok …. Lets give her a blog name… pen name… I hope u understand what I am saying… ok lets call her by my favourite name…Alisha… So Alisha told me that the love is same as the one I was looking for…. Ok ok… lets rewind my life.. i mean looking for 8 years back :)… this serial exactly depicts my life… Usually a girl falls in love with someone of her age…. Someone she could relate to… but I always used to tel… no .. I would fall in love with a guy who is atleast 5-8 years elder to me…hence any guy of my age who would propose to me... it was a direct noo.... So my dear friend would show me an old man passing by who is almost all set to reach his death bed…. And say… “Go... marry him”… hahaha…

When I started watching the serial initially I just couldn’t believe how much I could relate to this damn serial… And I was like… "c’mon Rashmi… you cant have that little girl in you still alive… so much has passed… you have fallen enough in life for that dreamy girl to be still alive…you are grown up…" but then I cant really explain… what .. why…. but it just clicked my deepest chord…

Imagination of falling in love when you are in college…is so beautiful right.. no expectations… just a hope… the guy of your dreams will come… and you are so sure about that… not sure about you all…but I was very sure… there was no second thoughts to it…

And then …he came along…

The guy of my dreams… life was like a dream since the day we started talking… still remember I was back in college… Exactly like I expected…. Truly very elder to me… Oh “Not” so handsome… but really cute…. His talks would take me to a different world…. A dream world… for all my friends …. It was so sure that “I am going down that lane”…. Which is definitely “not” love… but it’s a fairy tale she is living… and they let me live it…

Co-incidentally… yesterday my friend reminded me of the third year engineering exam day… you guys will laugh what I did… First of all… during the entire study leave I was talking to this dream guy of mine… late nights especially as he was in US back then… working… and me “NOT” studying… I knew that I have always topped… so its “OK” that I give someone else a chance this time… but my friend did bear with me during those days…. back then I had a cell phone she didn’t… but I had to tell her in the morning of every little thing I spoke to “Him”…. So she would call me on my cell using her landline and I would bore her with every little detail of what he said… and what I replied… blah blah blah… till the time she would remind me… “Rashmi… Kal exam hai…. Thoda padh le “…. Lol…

But the best part was yet to come… the girl typing away this blog was “NOT” a poet of a writer back then… damn I could not rhyme anything more than… “Jack and Jill… went up the hill”…. That girl wrote a poem on the day of the exam… and the poem was for him… and guess what…. I called up my friend just 3 hours before the exam…. She picked up the phone in all tension… and asked me if I am all set for the exam… and I replied all excitedly.. “Dear… I have written a poem for the first time in my life for him…. Would u mind listening to it”…. Lol…. She reminded me yest of that incident.. and we both laughed like there is no tomorrow… and guess what…. Just 3 hrs before the exam she did listen to my poem… (Trust me the poem was pathetic…. It was forcefully rhymed… lol )…. And then she told me… “Ok.. you give it to him later… now lets go to the college and give our exam ;)

PS: But guess what... he loved the poem (Blushes !!!) ... And he wrote a poem back to me... Wow... i truly didnt know he was a poet... and i fell for him even more... ;)

Where the story went after that is indeed a fairy tale… yup it ended… had to… it was after all a dream I was living… but indeed it was followed by my real dream man who came along few years later… and…. This true (not dream) story I would rather leave it here… as it will kill the dreamy girl in me again….

Now you all know the story of how this girl became a poet ;)… lol… this little heart makes you do so many things I tell you….

Btw let me introduce you to Alisha… she’s one friend… and mind you the only friend of mine who can just look at me and say…”Chal ab bata… wat is bothering you”… gosh…. Don’t know how she does that…. One day she looked at me… and I was all disturbed…. She asked me… tell me what happned… and me as always brought out my smiley mask… and told her.. “all is well”… she again asked…”wll you tell me today or should I come later”… phew… then I had to tell her …. “Not sure its so funny but this serial is disturbing me”…. All she replied was…. “ yes because it reminds you of you….”….. the “you” you think you have buried… I kept staring at her… she said… “let it go Rashmi… Let it go… don’t cage yourself…. Its time… you let it all go”…

Phew… after that I don’t know …. I am not sure…. But I gather the guts to see this serial again… and today I love to see the girl in the serial and am “OK” to relate to that girl.. the one time me.. and I am ok to tell openly…. I haven’t changed… its still the me…

BTW a hidden secret.. in college I was a big time prankstar… I would play pranks on everyone… each one… trust me…. Infact each day I would go to college and think whats the new prank I can play today… of course life did play the most horrifying prank later… phew… no no serious topic…. Back to the topic… infact in college if I didn’t do any prank and someone is a victim they would blame me… and tell… “Rashmi ne hi kia hoga”… and I would be like…. “C’mon guys this time its not me”… After 8 years today I felt like playing a prank on a friend… of course I used Alisha for it… But the prank is going on… shhhhhhhh…. It’s a secret….

Btw heres the song in the serial I love … btw I love Monish Bhel ;)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tGWA-_gIGQc


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cFwXN_UCUl0&feature=related


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y3EtCnnOd9E&feature=related


http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=endscreen&v=c4vqK0miG28


http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=endscreen&NR=1&v=M-IB4JQeoVg


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BB7FKw2hMNg&feature=related

Love ,
Rashmi

PS: Look what this serial got me doing... write a blog at 2 AM... I was all set to sleep .. but was browsing the channel and this serial was playing at midnight... saw that... mann... couldnt stop but on my laptop and write about it.... see see what it got me and you doing... Me - write the blog.... and you - read the blog ;) ... Chalo Chalo... me off to sleep now...

@Alisha... i know tomorrow you would be the first one calling me to tell... "Bravo".... lol...


This goes to all management team of "Kuch tho log kahenge"... i beleive i have done a lot of promotion for you guys... check bhijhwaaa denaa ;)... hope you guys have my account number.... ;).... 


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In You I am Found...

In You I am Found________________________

Lord, you had said,
Ask and you shall receive,
My voice is going dead,
At least, you don’t deceive…

Lord, you had said,
I am your blessed child,
I am mislead,
At least, you don’t get wild…

Lord, you had said,
You have plans for me,
All around me have fled,
At least, you don’t flee…

Lord, you had said,
You love me a lot,
All put conditions in their love,
At least, your love aint caught…

Lord, you had said,
I should keep following you,
But none want that at all,
At least, you don’t get blue…

Lord, you had said,
You will never forsake me,
All have already done,
At least, you stand by me…

Lord, you had said,
You will always be around,
All see me as lost,
At least, in you I am found…

________________________Rashmi(11th December, 2011)

Yupiee...I am an Aunt!

Yupiee...I am an Aunt!!!

So here’s the day… Finally… Little angel is born… First child in our group… Yupieeee… I am an aunt…

Watching my little angel sleep I felt like just watching her forever… The innocence… The tension free sleep she was having… Little noise and “bang” she used to get up… But I could not dare hold her… ye ye ye… I get scared… Kids are so delicate… I was happy being the photographer as always… clicking her pics … Here’s the pics…

My friend told me… -“Rashmi seekh le… How would you handle your own kids…You getting scared to even hold my child... lol”

Btw did I tell you … My little angel’s name is – Rashi ..

PS: I always knew… “R” named people rock ;)…

_________________________Rashmi(10th December, 2011)

First Christmas Letter

Christmas Letter

After few months I mailed one of my good friend at the client end in Canada… His name is “Al”… It had been so long I have left the project and got busy with the new team here in Disney… It had been long hence dropped him an email to ask how is he doing... Talking to believers indeed makes me feel blessed… God has blessed Al’s family so beautifully… Praise the Lord…

He sent me the Christmas letter which his wife has written for everyone… its so beautiful that I thought I should share it with all of you all… Through the letter I came to know that his little daughter “Megan” has moved to Mexico from US just to serve the Orphan kids… I feel so touched when I hear news like this… its like God has planted such beautiful plans for each one… And moving out of country, away from family and friends… for being around the kids and serving them… and running a Bible study group… sounds such a self less act… and it makes me feel… what am I doing…

Below is the Christmas Letter… Hope God blesses all of you all this Christmas!!!

Kvistad Family Letter: from our home to your home...


Christmas 2011


As always, we look forward to reconnecting with you at Christmas. As we send a sampling of what has happened over the past year, we hope in return to hear your news and stories.


Most of the time, our house is pretty quiet with just the two of us – Al and I. Megan and Chris lead very independent lives and are pursuing their dreams, but we treasure those times when they come home. Megan was home for 3 weeks this summer which allowed for much fun and frolic. Chris broke his pinky finger late summer and even though he had to wear a cast for 2 months, we enjoyed his frequent trips home for Dr. appointments (and a home-cooked meal).


Al is now a member of the 50 and fabulous club. I am so glad he has joined me! In celebration, when the kids were home early July, we headed to New Buffalo, MI, and stayed at a beautiful resort with an apartment type set-up on the harbor. We sizzled in the sun, climbed the dunes, and enjoyed some fine dining. This year Al’s job took him to Toronto 20 times (this meant the house was real quiet with just 1!). The hotel staff now recognizes Al along with several of his coworkers. In April, Al finished up serving for 6 years as a Deacon at our church and continues to help with financial recording. We are excited to have a new Pastor and his young family at our church.


Mardy had a summer full of time with other people. Besides the kids’ visits home, I hosted a Women’s Bible Study, drove to Colorado with my folks and a sister for an uncle’s memorial service, and hosted my Seattle girlfriend visit for 10 days with a shared trip to Iowa. At last year’s work Christmas party, Al won a year membership to the Morton Arboretum. Since March, I have made frequent visits with Al and various friends. Each season has its own unique beauty and great photo ops while hiking. I’m not sure how Al is going to top that Christmas gift! I did join the Facebook world, but use it mostly to view the kids’ photos.


Megan has comfortably settled into her ministry at Niños de Mexico – teaching and pouring into the lives of the girls who live in the same complex and the children who live in the other homes. Even though we look forward to reading Megan’s blog updates at http://megan-ninosdemexico.blogspot.com/, skyping, or talking on the phone, Al and I decided a visit was in order. Our trip was conveniently planned so that we arrived in Mexico on her birthday. Upon arriving, we gave her a small suitcase full of gifts and cards from family and friends back home, which was eagerly received. We had a great time with Megan on her turf - seeing how she interacts with others, viewing the sights in the Mexico City area, being impressed with her Spanish speaking skills, and sharing her 1 bedroom apartment. Can’t wait to give Megan a hug and kiss at Christmas.


Chris continues to keep himself busy with school, activities, and flexible year round jobs down at school. He has traveled the country with the U of I Ultimate Frisbee Team in spring (they even went to Nationals in Colorado). This fall, he played the cymbals for the drum line with precision.


Chris moved into a 6 bedroom, 3-1/2 bath apartment with 5 of his Fiji brothers. He will graduate in May with an Agricultural and Biological Engineering degree. Chris is interested in alternative or renewable energy resources and hopes to find a related job. Any leads, ideas, or contacts are appreciated! He is a hard worker, a people person, and will be an asset to any company.


Our favorite memories continue to be those shared with family and friends – whether it’s meeting for a meal, conversing over a cup of coffee, catching up through technology, or heading off together on a wild adventure. We are thankful for each one of you, people we hold dear. May the wonder of Christmas fill your heart and home with love.


Christmas Blessings,


The Kvistads (kvistad101@sbcglobal.net)

______________________________Rashmi(10th December, 2011)

Date with Myself

Date with Myself____________________________

Yeah today was a date with myself… Don’t tag me as “Insane” so soon… I have targeted to reach another level… with let you know when I reach there

But indeed a must needed timeout… Me with me… Nothing more… no one else… No phone calls (Yeah i have dozen of my friends already yelling saying -"Rashmi tu aise bhi phone kabhi nahi uthathi hai... busy bee")… No sms… No BBM messaging… No Wats app messages… No outlook emails… No client calls… No manila team pinging… No mom nagging… No dad pampering… No bro advising… No prayer time… No God around… No friends asking me out… No gym early morning… No running around… No traffic… No travelling… No noise… No rules laid down… No talking… No listening... No shopping (Ouch!!! That hurt!!!… had a long list planned for this weekend shopping with my best friend getting married next week) ;)

Listening to songs… movies… eating … thinking… laughing… smiling… writing (My best friend my pen and my words)… Loved todays day…

Also amazing news I got is… one of my friend is gone to Goa… and I have been praying for someone to visit Goa soon or else I would have had to plan a trip just for a day… Why? … Need to search someone there… If you guys are my great fans and have been following my blog regularly… I had mentioned that one tattoo maker kid by the name Raju has met me there… and his thinking and words did touch me deep… he wants to be a sw engineer and he had a very good answer when I asked him why he wanted to be one… even I didn’t have a sane answer when someone asked me when I was dancing around that I wanted to be an engineer… a voice in me had told me back then that I can be an agent and help the kid study… But I ignored the voice…. As always…

But when the voice keeps reminding u something everyday it makes you believe that indeed God wants us to do something about the thought .. and let it not be a vain… So I have asked my friend to go find the little kid in Baga beach … and ask the localites there on the beach… God please help my friend find the kid…

Day was good today… Date didn’t mess up thanks to my infinite mood swings since yesterday… I think I have managed to act a lil sane today… so please please plase… wean me from the “Insane” tagggg ;)

Chalo yaar , you don’t expect me to spend my vacations typing away on a laptop . And before I go back , I want to ask you a thing . If you look back at all the comments I have received from you over the last almost two years I have been blogging , around ninety percent of them would make my parents feel like they have been blessed with a girl of outstanding qualities . Of course , there have been some who have explained to me in no subtle terms that I should be in cage suspended over the Pacific Ocean . But in my heart , I feel that all of you have been incredibly kind to me over all this time . So this time around , I want you to be more honest and tell me what you don’t like about me . If you feel there is something about me you don’t like , tell me . I don’t promise you that I will attempt to change myself , but I promise you I will attempt to find out where you live and stab you when you are out on your morning walk . Ok chill , seriously , tell me what you hate about me . I won’t kill you …

Ps: I Love You!!!  Please ignore the "Pink" font color... ;)

_________________________Rashmi(10th December, 2011)

Guzaarish - What a Wonderful World !!!

Guzaarish ___________________________________

:) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :)

All smiling today I am...

Watched a really beautiful movie today.... Indeed beautiful... "Guzaarish"... Speechless it got me... I had heard about this movie long back... but never thought i would love it...

One of the song that I loved is "What a beautiful World" - By Lance Armstrong...which Hrithik sings in his moms fuenral....

Heres the video... Enjoy :) ... Jst shows that one can smile even in sorrow :) ... Song is oh so peaceful...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qB6tWe0ABgo

Love between Hrithik and Ash takes us to a different world... just makes one feel... this is love... Love between 2 people who jst cant give each other anything except love... and this is what matters the most to them... and love with/without each other...

Indeed life is too short...

Forgive quickly,
Kiss slowly,
Love infinitely,
Hug each one,
Let go easily,
Set yourself free,
Free from yourself,
Stretch..
Each day...
Indeed,
Life is too short :)

____________________________Rashmi(10th December, 2011)

I Hope You Dance

I Hope You Dance…

I hope that smile on your face is never gone,
Even though life goes cold and trails are full on,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But… I hope you dance…

I hope you still ask countless questions like a child,
You let your thoughts go crazy, let your dreams go wild,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you still feel happy when you are back home,
Even though work issues haunt you when you’re alone,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you still feel small when you reach the skies,
Even though all reasons to smile simply dies,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you thank God for the breath you take,
Forget all worries, and praise Him for heavens sake,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you never lose your spirit to wonder,
You be all alive, try to live life with a hunger,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you give someone a place inside your heart,
And accept that true love can be your part,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you never fear because life didn’t treat you right,
You don’t get bitter, and win this fight,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you give God, one more chance to open a new door,
To give you laughter in turn of all the tears you wore,
And when life tries to give you another chance,
I hope …You don’t move away … But…I hope you dance…

I hope you give life another glance … I hope you dance…

_______________________Rashmi

How to say Goodbye!!!

How do I say Goodbye______________________________

Have you ever felt the pain,
After listening to a friend,
And story relates to you again,
From start to end…

It’s scary indeed,
When someone,
Unknowingly,
Opens the closed door…

The closed door – did open,
The feeling hit hard- being alone,
But how can I blame you my friend,
You were in pain, and you can’t pretend…

But it hit me hard to know,
I have changed somehow,
And like me many others wear a mask each day to flee,
From the pain which none can see…

My best friend said yesterday,
Though we change, it’s good in every way,
Now we no longer see life as “black or white” (right or wrong),
But we know.. Theres another zone called - gray, which indeed can be bright…

My friend time and again,
You did complain,
Why I don’t cry,
Why I wear a big wide – smile, that’s a lie?

To you I wanna say,
It’s not that I haven’t tried,
To cross the thin line,
To be all fine…

But today, to my surprise,
I failed the run I realize,
And from nowhere today I see these tears,
Maybe it was building up for years…

Ages ago…You asked me to forget it all,
To rise instead of fall,
To wash away the love,
Somehow…

After I feel solace to tell you,
My peace is no longer due,
As now I know, love is to let go,
So easily as the rivers flow…

Friend,
Thanks for opening the closed door,
And letting me know more,
That it’s easy to move on than hold on,
And love ain’t a battle to be won…

Friend can you help me again,
I know it’s ended long back,
I know it was for real,
Wasn’t a lie…
But then, how do I say my last - Goodbye!!!


_______________________Rashmi(10th December, 2011)

Food for Life :)

Food for Life…

Have you ever experienced a phase when your soul is lost…. Or your heart is searching for peace… a solace… when everything around seems so unright… and suddenly you listen to some hymn and you are at peace… and everything is a second seems all right … That’s how I felt today after listening to this hymn… Beautiful..

Only thing that is Food for our life… is Gods words… and in HIM only we can find peace… anything we try to reach out to in this world… nothing is as sweet as compared to His Love…

Heres the song…

PS: Thanks a lot Chrys for sharing this video…. Love you… Hugss!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oxpPIa-BskY&feature=related

All I Once Held Dear... Lyrics...

All I once held dear, built my life upon
All this world reveres, and wars to own
All I once thought gain I have counted loss
Spent and worthless now, compared to this

Knowing you, Jesus, knowing you,
There is no greater thing
You're my all, you’re the best
You're my joy, my righteousness
And I love you, Lord

Now my heart's desire is to know you more
To be found in you and known as yoursT
o possess by faith what I could not earn
All-surpassing gift of righteousness

Knowing you, Jesus, knowing you,
There is no greater thing
You're my all, you’re the best
You're my joy, my righteousness
And I love you, Lord

Oh, to know the power of your risen life
And to know You in Your sufferings
To become like you in your death, my Lord
So with you to live and never die

Knowing you, Jesus, knowing you,
There is no greater thing
You're my all, you’re the best
You're my joy, my righteousness
And I love you, Lord

______________________________Rashmi(1^st December,2011)