It's been so long...

It's been so long, since I wrote

now it's time I write a note

to myself and to those who care

who've always been there

for me when I was down

and thought prudent to drown

But No! I didn't do this crime

Cuz all I wanted to do was shine

and love those who cared 'bout me

live life to the fullest of glee

:D my first try at a poem longer than 4 lines....hehehe :D

Morning Mystery - Part 2

My brother dropped me at the Cocoaplex and I saw Mike and Mona there sitting in the almost empty food court. Mike and Mona were two of my best friends from high school.

I went and greeted them. Mona jumped at me, tightly hugged me and started sobbing. I wasn't sure what to do or even say. She was crying as if she never cried before. I just looked at Mike and even he looked as puzzled as me.

I told her to get a hold of herself, "Mona, it's okay sweetie! What happened? What's going on!" I was starting to get worried. She gently let go of me. I could see her eyeliner being washed away from her tears which was rolling down her cheeks.

I wiped her tears off her face and told her to sit down. She sat beside me, while Mike was sitting on the opposite side of the table.

She couldn't stop sobbing. Watching her shed tears was no less than watching a suspense movie for me!

Worried, I asked her again, "Mona, what's wrong?!"

"He broke up with me..." she put her hands on her face to cover them.

Mike exasperatedly slammed the table, got up and turned around to stand in anger away from Mona.

"Awww. But why did he break up with you?" I asked trying to hide my anger as much as I could.

"He said he.....loved.....someone else" she couldn't stop sobbing.

"WHAT?!!!!" I tried to sound as socked as I could. That bastard loving someone else didn't come to me as a surprise at all. Some of my friends from college know the true him. I had warned Mona 2 years ago, but...

"Yea....some girl in his college. they've been going out for 6 months now..." she wiped the tears off her face and looked angry.

"So basically, he was cheating on you!" I angrily exclaimed!

Mike turned around and shouted, "WE TOLD YOU NOT TO GO OUT WITH THAT SON OF A BITCH ! BUT NO, YOU HAD TO SHOW YOUR BARBIE BLONDNESS AND GO OUT WITH KEN!!!!!"

She started sobbing again.

"Mike, it's alright. Please don't swear!" I got up and tried to calm him down.

"Why is she so f*cking dumb!" he rhetorically asked looking at her. I could see the love and care in his eyes he had for her. A true friend, he was!

Mike, the cool and quiet guy who for reason never had a girl friend. No, he wasn't gay. He played offense on the High School soccer team. He also plays offense in his University's Junior Varsity soccer team. The guys looks damn cute and handsome. Almost all the girls were head-over-heels for this guy. Who wouldn't be? Not only was he good looking, he was the best player in the Soccer team and was one of the most intelligent person I've ever met in my life. What was peculiar to me was that he never liked hanging out with the so called 'popular' kids.

He preferred hanging out with me ever since he moved from Minneapolis in 10th grade. Mona and I had been friends since 9th grade. Both Mona and I were newbies, so what better way to make friends than with the newbies!

In English class during 10th grade, Mona, Mike and I were in the same group for a group project......and that's how it all began!

He didn't really like Mona in the beginning I guess because she was a bit full of herself at times. Plus she had a crush on him in the beginning. But I guess that crush eventually died as we moved on in 11th grade. (I won't lie, I did think he was damn cute, but I never developed feelings for him, we always discussed about studies and our common interests such as watching the discovery channel, the universe, etc (except sports!)....barely any fluff stuff)

All 3 of us at least had 2 classes together the following 2 years. Then parted ways for different universities/colleges. Mike, of course, got in UPenn not because of his soccer abilities, but because his SAT was one of the highest in the school. We all get together in the summer whenever we can. And today is one of those days.

"Mike, it's alright! She's a novice...." I said looking at her. Mike looked at me and raised his eyebrow at the word novice. "You know what I mean!" I quickly replied.

"Mona, it's okay. He was a bastard anyways," I can't believe I just swore, "There are thousands of guys out there! A guy who cheats on you is neither worthy of your love nor your tears!" I continued to talk and simultaneously loosing my cool had to shout, "WIPE UR DAMN TEARS AND STOP WHINING ABOUT THAT ASSHOLE!!" I thought I sounded like a hypocrite.

The 'meant to be' story

"Can we please talk?" Mr X asked Miss Z over the phone

"Buddy, we are talking. Now say whatever you have to say before I hang up the phone...I'll give you 5 minutes....I've got to call someone....quick, your time starts now!" She hurried him.

"I just wanted to say why are you doing this? Don't you love me?"

"For the last time, I DON'T LOVE YOU AND I NEVER LOVED YOU BEFORE...It was just an infatuation perhaps...." she trailed off.

"Infatuation?" disheartened Mr X couldn't think of anything else to say as it seemed like someone had stabbed a knife in his chest and pierced his heart.

"Look, I dont know how I can make this any simpler for you: I DON'T LOVE YOU! Why don't you understand this? Please leave me alone." She sounded cold enough to freeze water into ice.

"Why are you so cold towards me?" He asked softly

"Listen, I dont want you calling me because I get my phone checked by...by someone and he doesn't like seeing your name in my phone anywhere. So, please don't ever try to call, text message or even email me again."

"But...I love you!...and we made so many promises together...have you forgotten everything about us...I dont see where I went wrong...did I do something or say something...please forgive me.." his voice seemed shaken enough to sense, even through a telephonic conversation, that he was about to burst into tears.

"Listen," Miss Z started to get agitated, "It's not your fault. I just find him better. And by better, I mean in every attribute, be it looks, intelligence, cleverness, high-class family, and everything a girl can ask for. He can provide me not only love BUT fulfill every need of mine. Love is not the only thing that matters in the world anymore. There's much more to life than just love."

"I can provide you with everything you want. You just have to give me some time. We're only in our 2nd year of college. Just wait for 2 more years until I get a good job. I can earn a lot of money, and I can talk to my parents about you and we can get settled - "

Before he could say anything, she cut him off, "WHOA WHOA, WHOA!!!! Dude, 1st thing you must understand is that I will never ever be with you again because I never loved you. And I don't care whether you will get a job and good money. And anyways, his family is already rich. Within a year he graduates, he would earn WAY MORE MONEY THAN YOU CAN EVER IMAGINE IN YOUR LIFE!...."

"So all you care about is money!" He spoke to himself rather than to her, "FINE!" and he hung up the phone!

He never called her, emailed her or text messaged her again. Although they went to the same college, he never looked at her once again in his life.

10 YEARS LATER

Miss Z, now Mrs Z, married to her husband - her long time boyfriend, for whom she had ditched Mr X years ago - lives in their 3 bedroom luxurious apartment.

One fine day, she goes to the farmer's market to buy groceries and sees a woman her age (we'll call her Ms Y picking out tomatoes). She too goes there and starts picking out tomatoes. They have a friendly conversation and Mrz Z invites Ms Y to her house for a cup of coffee. Ms Y agrees and after shopping, they both go to Mrs Z's apartment. Both sit down and talk about vegetables and how expensive each and every food item has become (typical womanly topic for conversation i suppose....)

After some times, the TV is turned on, and they both see a man being interviewed on television. Mrs Z's face went pale. It was Mr X. The business tycoon of ABC Ltd.

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The interviewer: So far, we have asked you professional questions, if you don't mind, I would like to ask a few questions about your personal life and get to know about you as much as we can since you rarely make any public appearances.

Mr X: (smiles and nods)

The interviewer: "Behind every successful man, there is a woman." What are your thoughts on this?

Mr X: In my case 3 women! (laughs)

The interviewer: 3? My God! Please do explain, I'm sure our viewers are eager to find out.

Mr X: My mother, who always told me to do the right thing and try to be the best I can, without trying to overshadow or being a horse in a race.

Then a woman, girl at that time, who made me realize that love was not ample to win a girl's heart over, it's money that plays the big role. 'If you have money, then you definitely will have the honey!"

But all that wrong perception I had got from her changed when I met my wife. She is the one who completely changed my life around for the betterment. After meeting her, I once again realized that money isn't everything, of course it is needed for one's survival in the world, but more than that, you need love. Love that cannot be bought by money.

The Interviewer: So how did you and your wife meet?

Mr X: I met her when I was coming back from a meeting. ABC Ltd. had recently started and I was still travelling in economy class as I was miser and wanted to save every penny I could. (smirks)

When we talked, I found out that she had given her first class seat to an elderly woman who had some leg problems. When I asked her why did she do such a thing, she said it was alright. She loved helping others and it gave her immense pleasure and happiness to see someone else smile. I was really confused at that point whether she was a woman, or an angel in disguise.

(The interviewer looks at him in awe and Mr X went on...)

The one line that she said to me on that trip which completely made me shocked was: "Nothing is ever greater in the world than love. One thing that money can't buy is love....so, if you find love from anywhere, anytime and anyone, grab it. And if you can give love to anyone, anywhere, and anytime give as much as you can!" She had smiled and I was in love!

(Both the interviewer and Mr x smiled and after a pause, Mr x spoke....again...)

And you know what the funny thing is? She's a consultant. (he laughs) When I got to know her more, I found out she loved cooking...(his cheeks went cherry-red)

The interviewer: Has that changed?

Mr X: (smiles) No. She still cooks food. She buys groceries herself, cooks food for everyone

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Ms Y suddenly got up with her eyes popped out and said, "speaking of groceries and cooking food, I should go home and start cooking dinner. My husband should be coming back from work anytime soon and he likes eating food cooked only by me."

Mrs Z smiled and bid farewell to Mrs Y, who then sprinted out of the apartment.

Mrs Z sat down again to gaze at the interview of Mr X, whom she had ditched. Today, he is successful, more successful than her husband. The interview continued...

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The interviewer: So, we have knows so much about this wonderful lady in your life, may we know her name?

Mr. X: Certainly. Her name is Ms Y. (smiles with a gleam in his eyes)

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Mrs Z was shocked to hear that name...she just kept gazing at the TV screen.....the same lady who was in the farmer's market...buying tomatoes....who came to have a simple cup of coffee with her....was the wife of a rich and successful man Mrs Z had ditched for money years ago. Where is he now and where is she now...He has a bungalow, ample servants....and yet this lady comes to the farmers' market to buy vegetables and cooks food herself, rater than servants cooking food.....

Thinking all this Mrs Z sighed and all of a sudden her husband came in and looking at Mr X he exclaimed "Hey, that's my boss!" with a smile on his face like a child.

Fate!....

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BLOGGER'S LAST REMARKS/ P.S.

• I wrote this in July...just never had the chance to complete it...so finished it off today
• Home food is too tasty .....Neha's getting fatter day by day...
• Please do leave comments. Thanks :)
• PEACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

When I should be studying...

Yea, that's right. I should be studying right now since I have a final exam in like 4 hours!....Funny, I didn't even start reading any chapters yet...ha ha ha....Oh Economics, why must thou f*ck everyone up?

Well, thanks a lot Economics! Anyways, I was reading a book for my Ethics in Finance course, and I enjoyed reading it (no, im not being sarcastic). It wasn't a course book with dry dry dryyyyyyyyy material. This was just like a nonfictional informative funny-humorous take on the credit crunch/credit crisis that took place during 2007-2008. So why am I telling you this? Well, since I was talking about economics, the author mentions that economic theories only work in theory, not good for any practical sense anyways (how true!). And so are the formulas derived by the 'Quants' (as he puts it for Mathematicians) for econ. Basically, he's saying -in my own interpretation - Economics is simply bullshit!....well, that's what i'd like to say to finance too, and everything else in life. This can be another topic which can be discussed separately.

Anywhoooo....and the biggest sham of all formulas in econ I believe is the money supply formula.

This is how it works: Suppose you're the bank and I'm a consumer. I give you $100 as a deposit. Now, that money is ur liability to me (This is why you see debit and credit differently in your bank statement)...Anyways, now you as the bank want to make money off of that $100 that you just got from me (of course u wanna make $$$, right?)....so you keep $10 to yourself ('fractional reserve banking' its called.....i call it SHIT!)) and lend the $90 to someone else. Now, that person will go to some other bank, say Bank2 and deposit $90 there. Bank 2 keeps $10 and loans the $80 to someone else. So money has been created....ooo...aaaa...MAGIC!!!....100+90+80 = 270. (of that 270, 170 was created by the Banks)....Amazing eh? Just from that $100, banks have created 270 dollars..... AND IT CONTINUES....And this, ladies and gentlemen, how money is created. Amazing eh? (now im being sarcastic) TOTAL SHAM I SAY!....Money is not 'created'...it's just borrowed, loaned and used and borrowed used and loaned and so forth...The only time, I believe, when money is 'created' is when the govt prints money. Of course, that's not feasible all the times, since printing too much money leads to inflation....and yea...Economics is fun, i tell ya!!!...Actually, it can be pretty interesting, but at times, it's all the same freakin thing, SUPPLY AND DEMAND....SUPPLY AND DEMAND...SUPPLY AND DEMAND!!!!!....with an equilibrium, of course.....only if life had a balancing equilibrium.....**SIGH**

Back to studies, I suppose. Hello Economics. Oooo...it's my last exam for the semester :D hoooraaayyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!.......

Yipppeee... :D :D :D I can finally sleep properly after my exam...given that these neighbors of mine stay quiet and not chuckle loudly!!!....Even I chuckle inside my head sometimes hearing one of the girl chuckle sooooooooooooo loudly in high pitch voice.... haaa haaaaa haaaaaaahhh!!! (laugh like this in a high pitch loudly....it'll sound hilarious :P)...lol....or as Iku Miku says: lolwa :D hehehe :)

I get to go home soon!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D :D :D :D :D Joy to my world, the day will come, let me reach home soooon.....joy to my world (joy to the world....i'm so in the Christmas spirit now! :D)

Oh here are some pictures I took of Downtown Toronto :D (with the shitty camera of my shitty cell phone....)...'Tis the jolly time of Christmas :D ....Dear Santa....(errrr....maybe in the next post).... :P lolwa :D

The most recent one I took in the morning...they added some reindeer and nutcrackers.....looks much better in the night tho... :-/

P.S. I just realized I made so many mistakes.....aghhh...i cant keep my eyes opened.....maybe I should just go and read for my final exam.....[Note: reading is different than reading and comprehending]....let me visually demonstrate what I mean:

Randomness - again

Wow, it's been a looooooooooong time since I wrote a blog post. I guess I was too lazy to write anymore...lol...

Since I can't come up with any topic, here are some random thoughts: (read it at ur own leisure time)

Currently listening to maine dil sey kaha dhoonhd laana khushi from an obsolete movie called Rog(which I have not seen) starring the talented Mr Irrfan Khan!....oh shit!....wait...the song is over! darn! now playing in my windows media player is Lucky boy...jaane kaun banega mera lucky boy!...from Bachna Ae Haseeno. Nonsense movie!!!!!!

Oh, in case you wanna listen to these songs, lemme go find them on youtube....no...i dont wanna. Go find it yourself....yea that's right, move some of those darn muscles. Wait!!!! not right now....wait until you finish reading my blogpost :D oh and dont forget to leave a comment....hehehe :D

Anyways,

So Commonwealth games going on New Delhi... Kewl! Don't care! :) I have better things to do....dont ask what!

Oh now, my song is chand mera dil. :D It's one of my absolute all time favs :D hehehe... :D

Shit! I should be studying :O :O :O

ugh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....

Adios Amigos :D

WHAT?????? Did I just waste your time by making you read my good-4-nothing blogpost? :-/

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED! :D lol....jk....I'll try to continue the story of Riya 'Morning Mystery'. In the meanwhile, you can read that blogpost. It's quite interesting....hopefully :)

You can read it here: http://neham18.blogspot.com/2009/08/morning-mystery.html

Enjoy :)

Peace!!!!

oh and PLEASE DO LEAVE COMMENTS! THANKS! :)

Dear God...I'm stressed

Dear God,

I dont want to talk to you. I'm very angry at you, it's only because of my frustration and stress that I have been experiencing lately. I know it's not your fault, but you could help me out, you know. It's not like I ask you for things every single day. I rarely ask you for anything. :(

I just want you to sort this problem out ASAP!!!!!!! (hopefully by Thursday evening)

How can you let me be stressed over this little situation? I am crying over this little thing....how in the world is this possible? How can you let me suffer like this??? Do you know how it feels like to be stressed out and be frustrated and all those anxious feelings you get when you experience this sort of thing? But then again, how would you know what's it like to be stressed out :( You live a stress-free life up there in your heavenly abode...nothing to worry about...letting the world run on its own....But making Neha suffer over this little thing, you just enjoy doing that, dont you?

Okay, okay, I'm Sorry! :(

I know I say and do silly and stupid things sometimes due to which you angry at me, but that's no reason for you to punish me like this. I dont want to be stressed out and cry over this little sproblem :(

It's just not me....this is not me. I dont cry over little things like this that stress me out....

Please, please, please, God, if you can hear my tiny little plead then PLEASE HELP ME!

I beg you, on my knees (upset and crying) with my hands folded together, to solve this problem and let me be free of this stress and frustration and worry and anxiety (etc.) that is currently residing in me.....PLEASE!!! :( :( :(

I would gratefully be thankful to you, as always, and more, if this problem gets solved ASAP!...

Waiting to see a miracle happen from your side. Please show me that there are such things as miracles that exist. Please don't let me down. :(

Rest is fine. Hope things are well with you (ideally, it should be, right?....unless there's some problem. You can always share your problems with me, you know. I'm always here for you! Just like how you are always here for me! :) And I know you will be here for me to listen to my current problem and help me solve it ASAP! :) )

Sincerely, truly and lovingly yours,

Neha Misra

p.s. Sorry for any grammatical and/or spelling errors.

Shopping and Marriage...

Meri pyaari maate, aap mujhe kyun sataate? Yes, she does bug me; she does nag me. I love it :)

Anyways, Who doesn’t?!?! We all love our respective mother, but there are certain things you’d wish she wouldn’t do or say. I love whatever mom says or does, but there are certain things I seriously wish she’d stop doing and talking about it. They are the following:

• Taking me for apparel shopping
• Marriage

1^st : Apparel Shopping

Every time I’m back in USA, my mom always nags me for apparel shopping. If there’s one thing that I detest in life, it's cloth shopping. Tell me to go grocery shopping with you; I would happily love to go, but cloths shopping no way!!!! Time killer! It’s a total time killer!

Let me try to exemplify:

You go in the store, search for shirts, find one that you like (limited by price tag) try it on…..oh darn, it doesn’t fit you…you look fat in it….something or the other!....somehow it just looked good on the hanger on display…so never mind…Let’s put this back on the rack = waste of time!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is worse when you have wasted so much time picking out quite a few shirts after shuffling through gazillion shirts and then try them on one by one, only to find out after trying that it was a wasteeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!! WTF!!!! Why would I waste my time like that?

Okay, maybe it’s just me! Perhaps cloths don't like me that much?!...IDK!!!! Whatever!!!!

Oh, now the shoes. I can never find anything that I like. If I do like something, again I’m restricted by the price tag (I myself make that a restriction to refrain myself from spending too much money on buying expensive stuff that I could otherwise save....YES, I'M A MISER!!!! lol...)
It’s not that dad wouldn't pay for a shoe that I'd like to buy, which might be a bit overpriced, it’s just that I don’t wanna waste money on some crappy cloth or shoe/sandal that I wouldn't feel comfortable wearing. I too wanted to buy winter boots, but haven’t bought it cuz I didn't find one that I could buy, not cuz of the price (that's a secondary excuse), but mainly due to the reason that some were crappy, or too fancy looking, and worse of all….most had HEELS!!!! Gosh!! I always wonder how people walk in them, esp in those pencil tip heels. It always amuses me to see girls walk in them, and that too in snow….simply astounding!!!!!!

Mom was very disappointed in me that I didn’t find any snow boots this winter…again! My third consecutive year without any snow boots. Yey!!!!! Just one more year…just one more year!!!!!! Lol…

That’s my disliking of shopping!!!! Well, it’s not like I totally detest it. I mean, I have to do apparel shopping. It’s one of the basic survival necessities of life. So I only do it when mom nags me to, otherwise, when in Toronto, Neha only does grocery shopping! :) And this is one shopping that I love doing! :D hehehehe…

2^nd: Marriage

Here’s what I have noticed about any parent worrying about: marriage of their growing up children (of course when they reach that marriageable age, esp that of a girl…)

I, being a girl, (surprise, surprise!!! lol...) should not be worrying about marriage at this age, but my mom does…A LOT!)

Here’s what mom says: “Padh lo beta padh lo…kyunki ab tumhaara chehra dekh kar toh koi tumse shaadi karne waala hai nahi, isliye acche se padho…khoob mann laga ke padho!"

…I love it how she motivates me to study now.
Before it used to be just 'study beta study’…now it’s ‘study otherwise no one will marry you.’

(This whole conversation sounded funnier and much better when I had this conversation with my mom in Bhojpuri...)

Here’s another incident that happened when I was at home in India this June:

One of my buas (one of dad’s younger sisters), who resides in Mumbai, was telling me about a guy who lives in Mumbai, he’s in the Navy, his sir name is Pandey and blah blah blah….Who cares!!!! Does it look like I want to get married at this age? C’mon!!

Here’s what I told her:

1^st of all, I don’t want to marry.

2^nd: I’m only in my 3^rd year of Undergraduate studies.

3^rd of all, I don’t want to marry a Pandey. Why should I marry a Pandey, Shukla, Dwivedi or Tiwari? Find me a ‘Misra'...I don’t want to change my last name! Do you know how much of a hassle it is for a girl after her sir name changes? Every document will need to be reissued…oh, on top of that, time and waste of money!!!!! So it’s better to marry someone with the same sir name so that the hassle could be kept at minimal, if not be totally obliterated.

This whole conversation, of course, was in Bhojpuri…Pure Eastern UPian Bhojpuri. She could not help but pull my cheeks and do the 'cootchie-cootchie-koo'!!! Oh my cheeks!!! :D lol :)

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BLOGGER'S LAST REMARKS/ P.S.

• HAPPY NAVRATRI! :)
• Just to clearify something form the previous post: No one ever taught me how to dream well. I always knew how to dream, and that too, well!!!!...It's just people were too busy being contemptuous towards me to notice the potential of my imagination!!!!
• On a happier note, I talked to my janau 2day! :) She finally went to sleep after both of us got scolded...I got scolded on phone, of course :P lol...miss ya a lot...and luv ya dheeer saara :) Say hi to Mr. 'Eddie the Teddie' from me :)
• Exams, group projects, and essays are never ending!!!!!!
• Mid-term on Wednesday; need to read 7 chapters in 3 days! FUN FUN FUN!!!!!!
• Consulting Management project = killer!!!!!!!!!!....This better pay off in the future...else!!!! GRRRR!!!!!
• FOCUS NEHA, FOCUS!!!!!!!! ACCIO BRAINPOWER!!!!!!! (in desperate need for this to study for my mid-term)
• Please excuse errors in this post as it was written in haste since I need to study study study....else no one will marry me! :( Oh the agony :P
• PLEASE DO LEAVE COMMENTS! :) THANKS! :)
• PEACE OUT!!!!!!!