DIALOGUES .!

i don't get it.. when those script writers pen down dialogues for movies,,,they must be going thru a lota pain to fill up a lot of moments...
but sometimes they end up with hillarious effects...
frank's and my favorite dialogue where we always without fail crack up or we always remember it as a referece to whenever we hear it again...

when in 'PARINEETA' saif thinks vidhya balan is married off to sanjay and is venting his anger out on the piano and sanjay comes and explains that he married the younger sister and not vidhya.... saif, after a moment of silence , asks,' ye maine kya kiya, ... ab mein kya karu'
i swear, you have to see the moment to understand why even the serious scene cracks us up....
after abusing sanjay and vidhya and showing temper,,, he asks sanjay what he should do next ...!!!

Move The Goddamn Cheek In Slow Motion

even though i have already dedicated a post on how kids never sieze to amuse me... here's another one..
2008 decembr,we were in orrisa for my cousin anusha di's wedding, lot of our relatives from the village had come.. one of my other cousin's daughter came upto Neil(my then 7 months old baby) and started stroking his cheeks softly with a finger..
she continued doing it till the time i started finding it a little amusing..coz she had a puzzled expression on her face..so i asked her what was it?


and she says,'why doesn't his cheeks move up and down like the baby in TV??'
we all started laughing and i said trying to explain that that baby's cheeks move like that because of slow motion,,not thinking that my explaination was another question for the six year old in front of me....
she started stroking his cheeks again,so i looked at her questioningly and she asks,' how do move the cheek in slow motion??'

NUTS!!?!

last sunday Father gave this sermon at the church that i thought was quite cool...


two kids buy a can of nuts and decide to divide it into two ,so that each of them get equal amount of nuts..
they sit inside a cemetry which was on the way so that they don't have to share it anyone else..
they opened the can and one of them started putting one nut each in front of them saying,'this one is for you and this one is for me'..
while they were at it, another buy passing the cemetry heard them and was horrified..he thought it is GOD AND THE DEVIL, who are sharing souls....and runs for his life......
on his way,he crashes into an old man and the man asks him whats the hurry,,,
the boy tells him that in the cemetry GOD n DEVIL are deviding souls..the old man waves the story off and tells the boy to buzz off..the boy asks him to come with him..

when they reach the cemetry, the boys were still sharing the contents of the can when two nuts roll away near the fence..one boy tells other, 'don't worry bout the two, when we are done with these, we will go pick those two nuts near the fence'...

the old man and the boy at the fence exchange looks of horror and run for their lives...
it is said that the old man reached much before the boy...!!!!

LEGALLY PREGNANT...

lot of my friends and school mates didnt know bout my marriage..and i had left ahmedabad after my marriage so never got a chance to really impose it either...

i came back home for my delivery of my baby and one day while i was looking for books at crossword,i met an old friend, Vikram from school and he tapped at my back and i turned and he had a look of shock on his face, and he goes, ' god , kaise?your mummy papa know bout this..!!!!'

WHEN YOU ARE NOT MEANT TO DANCE!!!

two days before new year we were suposed to go for a dance party where the roadies DJ vikrant was playing the music at some farm..

we had already planned the whole thing and bang!!... a havoc was created in the apartments i live by some slum dwealers residing opposite to our place...

cars were broken ...stones and a complete rampage.....

so i decided not to go....

fank came home and we called off the plan ,when mom pestered us to go... after a lot of convincing, at around 12:30, when our friends were already at the farm, we decided to go ..dance..

as we came down dressed and sat in the car we discovered that the petrol was lining around empty..

so we went to a nearby petrol pump to find it closed...

we calledor friends and said we have no fuel and are unable to come...they told us bout a pump off city on the way to the farm which remains open...

so we drove some 8 kms off city to find the other petrol pump closed too..

we remembered about this pump on the highway around 3 kms away which generally is open..

again to our fate,,even that was closeddown...

as we took the signal,,,that we arent meant to dance and started driving back home ,frank remembered this one more pump off highway 2kms away and to our luck it was open....



so after the car was fueled up,,we started off for the farm..ignoring the signs that said we should go home ...

we reached the farm with difficulty...as it was far..dark and away from the city....





after reaching the place we found the place flocked with stags ..only 4-5 couples dancing around...

and worse.. the music was sad.....



so it was one of those dissappointing days when you fight all the signs of staying home to only realise that signs have a meaning....:)

FROM MISS TO MRS.

my relationship with francis has been the easiest of ones to deal with...

the casuality of us being married was that we never realised "being married"...

i still use my maiden name and am not used to being addressed as Frank's wife..

a year ago,one of my friends was moving out of her apartment to some other city and i was there to help out..

an agent along with a guy came in to check out the apartment so that it can be given on rent again...

the guy looked familiar but i couldnt recall who it was.. he too looked at me like he was recollecting where he had met me...

and suddenly as he was about to go out, he turned and asked,'oh! aren't you Mrs. D'cunha?'

'no', i said and my friend looked at me cofused,,and nugded me and it struck me..' yes yes oh Mrs D'cunha, yes thats me'...

he left with a questioned confused look on his face...

i wonder what a lunatic the guy must be taking me for or he must be sure frank and i dont get along ..!!!

either ways... Mrs D'cunha signs off untill the next post...:P

PIMPLE !!!!!!!!!!PANIC..........

invariably....everytime...i have to go meet someone i havent met for a long time...

or have to go for a party or worse... a wedding....

there it is

a large red pimple............!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and not on the rim of my hairline..where i could hide it with tact but right there,out in open, for everyone to see...on my nose,,,, or in the middle of my cheeks...or between the eye brows...!!!!!

it doesnt just look bad.. i hate the sound of it.. as if the name occured to the person who named it that only after feeling the disgust of the thing..! the 'm' between the p's and the 'l' is like the curtain raiser of something horrible...!!!!!



otherwise, when am home or grocery shopping or at a bookstore....ALONE...
I flaunt quite a clear skin...



but my pimples have something agaisnt me...

they wait for the right moment to pop out and stay there till am in confinement again,

and no one's watching...

SELF PROCLAIMED BEAUTY

okay.. one thing i wanna make clear before scribbling my toughts down... i still find staring a funnily wierd thing bout guys....

BUT

yesterday..as i was getting dressed to go pick frank from the bus stop, i picked up this top i had bought long long backa nd never had the courage to wear it ... its a white soft cotton flowing top, which is tight at the top and flows from beneath the chest,just wear the belly starts... and it has little pink flowers on it...
usually you would 'never' find me in such a top..coz i find them really girlish(owing to my over confident body language) these kind of clothes are exactly what i avoid all the time but ....
i was feeling beautiful and when you have that high of feeling good by self..you think you did get away with anything...

we decided to stop at a joint for narial pani before going home....and as i walked out of the car to buy the narial pani for us ............................................i dont know how to explain the feeling..................... but with my hair held high with a pin and my curls falling over my shoulder and with the white top flowing...i could feel the stares all around... even though am dealing with post natal fats..i felt so pretty!!!

and hey to feel pretty is the best feeling after having a high of dancing crazy all over the floor after you are a bottle of rum high between two...!!! which in turn is equal to having an orgasm....
:P

so my day ended with a great positive feeling...:D

FLOOR ON FIRE

we were going for our new year celebration,,,

we had an arguement in the car about something(the thing with marriage is you don't remember what you fought about, luckily i never really do.............................remember)

our arguements are very simple....i have to end it with proving myself right or else...the thing never ends....

we reached the place...

music was awesome..blaring through our eardrums...

i had decided that i was going to be angry...



and just then Frank reached out for my waist and pulled me close....

that did it...

i had won the arguement ,,

and we jived..our feet in sync...

our heartbeats,,the same rate...

never losing eye contact...

never losing the touch....

pulling and letting go...

our palms sweaty but the grip tight.,

and his broad shoulders swinging from this side to that...

and lord..! does he look sexy or what ..

if only, you know what feeling the music and following the heartbeat means...

my hair,which was done up neatly when i had arrived was now in wild curls..hanging down my shoulder...

and just as the music was about to finish, he did the last stint of pulling me all the way to his arms and curling his arm around my waist and doing the close dance bit..

our feet still hadn't lost sync... and he drew me right into his arms,my hands around his neck, in just about time the music ended..!

and we unlocked as we heard clapping sounds and found ourselves in the middle on onlookers...



thats where i always, invariably, fall in love again..and again..!





and even though i had won the arguement...he ended up proving himself right there...and i didn't debate further....! :D

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!

MAY ALL YOUR YEAR AHEAD BE HAPPY AND JOYFUL AND FILLED WITH LOVE, LAUGHTER AND A LOT OF SUCCESS..

MAY GOD BLESS US ALL!!!

CHEERS AND SMILE MORE..!