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Mr. Coffee Hater #2

Aaj jane ki zid na karo.. yu hi pehlu me baithe raho…..

 

I hum along the very old lyrics, sitting in my balcony, sipping that hot cup of coffee, drenching in that cool, chilly after-rain air, that unseasonal rain which leaves everything all the more beautiful. I am lost; lost in that very strong cup of coffee, lost among those very soothing winds; lost in a different era of love.

 

I am lost when suddenly, out of nowhere, disconcerting my train of thoughts, This stupid Mr. Coffee Hater barges in rushing, fluttering, clapping, smiling, “Pehle muje ane to do, uske baad me jane ki zid karunga na.” I have to literally battle with my calm, with my soothing mind to come back and realize what exactly happened.

 

“You frightened me.” I scream.

“Someone’s in a mood!!” comes back the taunting respond.

“Don’t even let me begin on mood.”

“Oh ever the dramatic Moushmi.”

“Yeah? You think I do drama all the time?”

“Well, not all the time. At least not when you sing such wonderful, soulful songs for me.”

He thinks the song is for him!! Oh God!! Can he really be any more self-obsessive?

“The song wasn’t for you.” I retort.

“Of course it wasn’t.” And he tries patting my hand.

“Oh, just get lost.”

“But I just came in.” He tries with all his roughish charms.

“Yeah, but you didn’t come in when I needed you. Oh, you are just the same. It will probably do you more good if you just left!”

“I was busy.” He tries puppy faces.

“Yeah, and so I am, now!! Any plans on leaving, then?”

“Well, I am not disturbing you, am I?”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, I am not. All I can remember is you were singing or should I say trying to sing a song, whereby you were pleading with me to not go.” He smirks.

“For the 100thtime, the song wasn’t for you.”

“Let’s say, I agree that it wasn’t for me. Then may I ask, whom were you dedicating it to?” He really tries.

“No, you may not know.”

“Oh, come on! I go away for a little while and you throw all your tantrums on me. I said I am sorry.”

“No, you never said sorry!”

“I did.”

“In your head, you did!!”

“Someone’s really angry this time!.” He mumbles.

“I heard that!!

“Yeah, well if you heard that, do you hear me asking for that damned coffee?”

“Since when have you started liking coffee?”

“Oh, I still hate it. But if that is what it takes for you to calm down, lady? Then coffee it is!”

“Oh come on. I don’t want your upkaar.” I snap.

“It is not upkaar. I mean it.” He smiles that foolish smile.

I wonder. Is he right? Is he fooling me? I try to read his face, but before I can he changes the topic. “So, I hear you were really missing me?”

“I have better things to do, than miss someone who hates coffee!”

“Are we still on that?”

“Well, we will be on that until you start drinking coffee!!”

“So, is there anything new except of your coffee?” he changes the topic again.

“No.” I am still very adamant.

“How’s work?

“Good.”…………. “But come to think of it….”

“There it is. I was just wondering how have you not ‘thought’ of anything so far. HAHAHA you and your thinking.”

“If my thinking bothers you so much, then why did you come here again?”

“I heard you were missing me.” He flatters himself.

“Well, you had fake news. Be assured of that!”

“Seriously?” He rolls his eyes at me.

“Yes!!”

“Oh, in that case I must go. I just thought……”

“Ha ha! Caught you. I have told you. Thinking isn’t your responsibility. You fail miserably at it.”

“Yeah, I know. I just thought I was better at it by now.”

“There, you are doing it again. My dear, you just are pathetic at it.” I rejoice in his failure.

“Yeah? So are you.”

“In what, may I ask?”

No, you may not!!”

Uuuuuuuurrrgggggghhhhhhhhhh

“Why not?”

“Just….”

“Okay, don’t say. But are you going to ever tell me where exactly have you been for so many days?”

“No!” Comes the blatant reply.

“Really?” I stare dumbfounded.

What is wrong with you? I want to scream. But I sip my coffee instead.

“So, what brings you here, today, after so many days? I thought you just forgot me?”

“You!!”

“Oh, please don’t start that again!! Stop being cheesy!!”

“It’s not cheesy.”

“It is.”

“It’s not. And even if it is, at least it’s better than your coffee!!”

I remain silent.

“Are you going to say anything?” He chirps.

I am still silent.

“Okay, then I am leaving.” He is losing patience now.

“WAIT! You can’t go….”

“I know. I know. The coffee isn’t over yet.” He finishes for me.

“So do I get the pleasure to know your name, now?” I am all too politeness for him.

He rolls his eyes and smirks. He just knows its fake.

“You could you if you wanted to.”

“But you won’t say your name.” I almost spill my cup in screaming at him.

“You won’t ask.” He bats his wings angrily.

“I just did.”

“Okay, I will tell you today, just as soon as you finish your idiotic, extremely hot, stupid, excessively strong, unwanted and sour coffee!!!!!”

He has crossed his limits.

I fume.

He winks.

I gulp down the coffee. Enough is enough. I will know his name, today.

He winks again. He smiles mischievously. Bats his wings.

“Aisi baate kiya na karo..” And just as swiftly he flies away, above and beyond. And in another second he is too far away from me.

He is gone. The coffee cup is empty. The wind is whistling into my ears. In the background the wonderful lady, that gorgeous Farida Khannumsmiles vainly into nothingness, “Jaan jati hai jab uth k jate ho tum……..

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Until we meet again.

 

Take care!

More about this stupid, nerving, extremely irritating Coffee Hater: Mr. Coffee Hater- My New Friend!

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Mr. Coffee Hater- My New Friend!

Hey guys, I have a new friend. Well, to be honest we have met only a few days back but we seem to hit it off.

This new friend comes and visits me often these days, as often as almost everyday, precisely at the same time. We sit in my room’s balcony; have a cup of coffee and talk. And to be honest, he isn’t a big fan of coffee (disappointed) so I have coffee and we both talk. I think I might have begun to like his company a little bit. My mom says this is temporary! This is nonsense! I am definitely appalled at her for saying this but how can I express the amount of affinity I share with this new friend. This is just beyond her grasp.

So today, I am having my coffee and I was just about to send this friend on a guilt trip for not showing up on time, when suddenly from nowhere he barged into my space and landed in front of me.

“So how are you today?” he asks me.

“I think I am good.”

“Oh, you and your thinking.” He rolls his eyes at me.

What! What am I suppose to say?

“How are you, if I may ask?” I ask anyway.

“I am awesome as always!!”

Of course you are.

“And what brings you here today?” I ask adamantly.

“Precisely nothing. I just though I should stop by since I was visiting near by.”

“Oh you and your thinking!” I mimic.

“What now? Thinking is only your job or what?”

“Nah. You could try that too, but I don’t think you will master it as much as I can.”

“Fair point well made Miss Moushmi.”

“Now will you tell me what exactly are you doing here? Visiting me almost everyday, at the same time, never really doing anything?”

“Will you tell me what exactly are you doing here, same time, everyday? He counter-attacks.

“Ummmm, I think you forget, this is my house, my room, my balcony, my coffee!!!” I almost want to scream.

“So?”

Oh my God! Look at the horror that this little man throws upon me. What do you mean so? I mean I am almost expected to be in my house. I don’t have to take permission form anyone for that. And in contrast I certainly have a right to ask for his reasons of visiting. Seriously, though what does he think of himself!

 

“I am just asking what brings you here?”

“You.”

“Yeah, but you come here everyday, you sit and you fight with me and then leave. You have never told me the exact purpose of your visit. I don’t even know your name.”

“So you can ask me my name.”

“And you think you will answer that?”

“What makes you think I won’t?”

“The fact that I have repeatedly asked you your reason of visiting me, but you won’t open your filthy mouth on that.”

“Yeah but my filthy mouth will definitely want to tell you my name.”

“What’s stopping you?”
“The fact that you haven’t exactly asked.”

Uuuuurrrgggggghhhhhhhhh!!

“I will ask you just after you tell me the reason for your 6th visit in the 6th day of knowing you.”

“Are we still on that?”

“Apparently!”

“Okay, I think it’s time to go.”

“But where are you going? My coffee isn’t over yet.”

“Then drink your damn coffee and let me watch you drink it.”

“The coffee isn’t damned!! How could you…..”

“Yeah, yeah, I still don’t find any good reason in drinking that strong cup. I threw it out of my mouth the first time I tasted it.”

“Yeah I remember that, it wasn’t exactly too long ago.” I remember our first meeting where I couldn’t stop laughing at his reaction in tasting coffee for the first time. That was my first in meeting someone who had never tasted coffee!! DUH…

“So, now if you are done with your coffee, I think I should go. I have better things to do.”

“Like what? And I literally don’t remember inviting you here.”

“Well, I invited myself.”

“Then deport yourself too.”

“I will!!”

“What’s stopping you?”

“You damned coffee.”

“You’d be happy to know, the cup is empty now.”

“Seriously though, you waste a lot of time drinking that.”

“How does it bother you?”

“Fair point well made.” He retorts.

“I know.”

“Now really, I should get going.” He insists.

“Try and be stopped.”

“Yeah, yeah, I am leaving.”

I am waiting for him to leave.

“By the way you seriously are not interested in knowing my name, are you?”

“I am. But you won’t say.”

“You won’t ask. Then how can I tell you my name?” he complains!!!

Oh my god, and I still like his visits?

“Okay, then will you please tell me your name?” I ask too pleadingly, with all smiles and politeness.

“Of course.”

WHAT!!!!!

“But for now it’s time to go.” He adds. And then just as swiftly he had come, he flies away and vanishes into thin air.

 

This, this new friend of mine? Doesn’t even like getting clicked. I somehow managed to get a nice shot. I am introducing you guys to him as Mr. Coffee Hater. Be my guest; judge him all you want, I don’t care, because he is just so adamant with me. He gets into my nerves and is so, so irritating at times. And yet I like his visits? I must be losing my mind!!

 

Anyways, here he is, with his roguish charms.

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Until we meet again 😀

Take Care.

Get ‘Carried’ Away!

I don’t know whether to be proud of it or not, but I do like these women 😉

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Exactly, my point! How long is anyone suppose to wait!

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Why should one?

 

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Of course!! It’s like emotions are out of the question…

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And this one’s my favourite. If I could I’d literally marry myself and save all the trouble 😀

The Pictures

So my little expedition has some good parts too, and that I am going to show with the unprofessional photos here.

The foodie me will definitely start with the photos of the deliciousness.

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And now comes all the traditional Gujarati accessories, Of course I wouldn’t return without getting something from it.

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The beautiful lake.

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Some pictures from the zoo.

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Birds giving me all kinds of poses

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Some garba dancing to the beats of water drum

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Because it was dear cousin’r birthday: (Or we just needed a reason :-p)
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Me twirling around:

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Well, there is always certain kind of madness with us-

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And yet, I am happy that I am back, in time for Diwali.

 

 

And that’s how #4

Since the lousy day was well spent, we planned to go window shopping in the evening. But before that we had the whole day to ourselves.  And we couldn’t just let it pass, right?

So the morning started with a strong cup of coffee, some fresh ftuits and a simple sandwhich. Then we both Mr. R and I gave ourselves two hours each to complete all the important work that we could have, including replying to emails, catching up on work and anything that we could think was important which couldn’t wait till we reached home. Reaching home by the way is still not planned or to say I have no idea when I start my return journey.
As soon as we switched off the work mode, we booted our holiday mode on. Getting ready isn’t any one of us’ thing, so we changed and left in just the little amount of time needed, heading towards where you ask? We had no idea, then.
We walked randomly for about half an hour which brought us to a very classy and oriental restaurant. We knew nothing around, so why not try this out, right?
As it turned out, it was an amazing place. The food was mouth watering, “Full desi khana”. Okay so after a delicious treat we started our roam yet again. And with thay started our shopping spree.
Mr. R is the only person who bears a woman shopping. He is the most patient man I have ever known. We did less of shopping and more of sauntering around. And I cannot explain in any kind of words how much I had fun with this idiot man. And I habe to say I love him for all his stupidity, and kiddishness.
We went about the place till late evening and then finally had the best dessert in the world with the ice, colours, ice cream, nuts, chocolate and what not in it. We could have dined on it.
We were so full that we skipped the dinner and went staright to home. So you think the day ended? Oh no, of course not!
Just when we thought that we’d go off to sleep, we remembered our last night late drive. But today we ditched the drive and walked randomly in the cool fresh air. We went for a long walk in the dead of the night.
Arm in arm we roamed about for a while, sometimes even forgetting our way but finding it ultimately. And that’s how we found our way back to reality.
It was yet another fulfilling day.

Navaratri 2016; #Late post

 

It starts every year and ends too. Every year it seems that the year was special and so was this. Every single year makes me feel an inch more nostalgic and keep me waiting for the next year.

Navratri 2016 was exceptional, the fun, the joy, the drums, the dandiya just does not want to leave me or vice versa. But now that it’s all over I have to leave all of this and return to the doldrums of my regular life.

And the feeling that I get is no less than the feeling when we have to send Lord Ganesha after Ganpati.

I know I it would be too early to wait for the next year but I am just another human who does not wish to part from the Navratri and Durga pooja fun.

#Already missing!

 

 

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