URNER - URvashi's corNER

" Ohkk .. So When you get down, just go to ur right hand side straight & u'll find a shop ' Girnar ' It is very big..I'll be just waiting opposite it." " Arey woh McDonalds wala road hai naa .. usme hi aage jaake turn legi to wahan pe shop hai ... Kisi ko bhi puch naa , you will find it." " Arey get down before the flyover starts & take the service road straight.. Then take your first right & you'll reach the office..." Left, right, straight, curves, turns & what not..?? Uff this big city & so many directions..... I just was lost in this whole scene that I frequently called this city - "Thane" a Bhool bhulaiya . Every time my dad or friends instructed me about finding any location in this place, I would seriously avoid going there alone.. I would accompany someone or try to get my work done somewhere else.... But.. but ..but... Three months ago, I was posted at THANE branch of my bank ...

"Hiee.. How are you..?? Hope you remember me..??" "Yeah..Of course...I do... I mean how can I forg...???" "Why can't you..??? "Just look at the number of times you have visited me in the past two months..." "So what dear..?? I have been busy all this while.. You know it right...??" "Yeah..Your priorities have changed..." "No.. It's not about priorities.. You are still on my priority list ... It's just that sometime I can't spend as much time with you & so..." "There you go explaining....I don't want to hear them.. Stop them please.. I'm happy the way I am... You can be happy with what you like." "You know that you are very important to me... How can you think of me like that...??" "Then what should I think..?? Remember in the beginning we spent so much of time together & now you have no time only.. So what else should I think...??" "Hmm.. I understand wh...

HER DIARY 2nd December,2006 Ohh God, What A day.....!!!??!!! I was happy that at last I saw him today.. As the time was nearing, I was wondering if he would come or not but he just came in in the last minute..He was looking so cute in that red shirt..Aha, suits him perfectly well... Bu what after he came?? He was talking to everyone around except me... Or Was I feeling so..?? He never notices me & how come I notice him every time he even passes by...?? I think he should understand that I like him when I look at him..? When will he understand.. ? And what if someone else notices it before he does..?? He is really stupid I know... It would take ages for him to understand.. Maybe I should tell that to him.... Tell..?? But when he asks me something why do I seem to forget all the words..?? I just end up blabbering something or the other and in a minute he is gone asking that to someone else.. Why can't I talk properly to him when he asks me?? Why can't he wait & talk to me ...

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 16 ; the sixteenth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . "Yeah pink colour suits you. Buy that saree..." Mom finalised for me. "I had liked that one only from the beginning. ?I'll buy that one only..." & I turned to the shopkeeper. "Bhaiya yeh pack kar dena...." "Haan madam, this colour is perfect for you. Diwali ke din aap khub chamkengi..!!" "Arey, it's not for Diwali.. It is for my reception after Diwali..." "Ohhh... Shopping for marriage.... So Madam, buy more... This would be your last Diwali at home..??!!!" the shopkeeper questioned. I nodded but the enthusiasm of shopping vanished. Every time I try to come out of that mood , something or other pops up to remind me of my last days...... I begin to feel low on hearing the word "Last...

It is said that India is a country with "Unity In Diversity" and it is indeed so true.. The country is so vast and the people living here are so different from each other. Right from their looks to the way they live, eat, walk, talk & behave, everything is so different.. If you have visited at least four states in the country, you would have surely experienced the difference amongst people. But with the metro culture rising at various cities, you are likely to come across different people belonging to different cities of India. The question that arise now is, "HOW TO IDENTIFY DIFFERENT CITIZENS OF INDIA??? " So presenting You with some quick tips that would help you to know the people around you..!!! Scenario 1 Two guys are fighting and a third guy comes along, sees them and walks on. That's MUMBAI..!!! Scenario 2 Two guys are fighting. Both of them take time out and call their friends on their mobiles. Now 50 guys are fighting. You are definitely in PUNJAB...

You all have come across the phrase "What's in a name..??" What does it mean to you..?? For me, my NAME means everything... It something so closely attached to me, so much a part of me that I don't even need to be conscious while saying my name.. And I am sure, it would be the same with everyone. We are all very possessive about our name. Even hearing someone calling out our name sounds so sweet at times, no matter how common the name may be and when we meet someone with the same name as ours, we immediately feel a sense of bonding with that person. We suddenly identify the same kind of problems with our names,the mistakes people make, the jokes played cracked and the most important...... the way they call you out..... It dint matter to me if someone called me by a different name or rather say different versions of my name... I don't have a problem when people call me with different names but then I don't like people who are not so familiar to me, calling...

"NEVER ask a QUESTION that you DON'T need to know the ANSWER to...!!! " P.S. : Just thought of writing down some effective one-liners that I come across...!!! Found this in Jeffrey Archer's "A Prisoner of Birth". Have a nice week ahead....TC :)