Truth or Dare!!

I love caricatures and I feel they depict the 'real funny side' of you..atleast thats what caricaturist claim...

When I had been to Italy I tried my hand out at gettin myself caricatured!!!..I was so excited and since I paid a hefty 20 euros, I righteoulsy expected it to be quite like me!!

When I have too much expectations about a stuff, it always end in a great mishap and so did this!!!......after a gruelling 10 min 'statue pose',least i expected was to see the pic and not to have the slightest inkling that it was me....

adding fuel to the fire, the caricaturist next to him was charging only 10 euros for the same job...grrrrrrrrr!!!

If I take this home, I have to undergo the ignominy of explaining it to everyone that its 'me'...I am thinking of framing it labeled with my name....to avoid anyone speculating coz someone with great creativity might say it looks like step sister of cindrella!!

well its ok ..coz once before when i went to windsor castle(official residence of queen elizabeth II) I dressed like a princess and took a pic and gave my mom.....she proudly giggled that I had a aristrocratic look..so two sides of same coin!!!

'Objects in the mirror are very different from what you want them to appear'...

Whoz the Owner?

Commercial I recently enjoyed on T.V :

When We buy a car,

we buy the obligation to choose the best to make us proud,

we buy the quest to fit the best of accesssories,

we buy the neccessity to feed it with petrol whatever the price is,

we buy the compulsion to clean it regularly,

we buy the fondness to travel more miles than required,

we buy the impulse to compare it with other's car

So, Who's Incharge in this relationship??

Food for Thought!!

When you are single and 4500 miles from home, parents, friends and relatives you really need a a big hook to pull you away from monster of boredom, esp during weekends.

Atleast I needed:)

After three trips around europe and not missing a tourist attraction in UK ,I was not able to save my soul cribbing from solitude. Oh! Did I forget to tell that I had already tried the regular experiments of being glued to T.V , watching movies on internet ,trying out receipes of disaster.

Suprsingly One day couple of weeks bfr Christmas, when I was busy scanning through the best christmas offers for electronic and clothing items on the High street, I was handed out a leaflet of mass prayer in a catholic church in town center.

I went to chruch the next day out of curiosity to know what happens in a mass to and also to make my sunday morning more meaningful.

First time in this sleepy small town, mostly consisting of senior citizens I could see people in some decent numbers. Otherwise my usual site would be broad roads with trees and greenary everywhere, just one or two humans walking their dogs.

Now being a regular chruch goer,I have got a different perception of life, seeing world as my extended family and praying for someone whom I havent met .I have made some real good freinds too, just that they are 40 or 45 years elder to me:):)...well its a diffrent kinda experience and I seem to enjoy it.

After a year here, when I told my friends that I might be leaving this place for good ,everyone felt bad and One was quick to give me some grandmotherly advice.

She told me that the only one thing which will come along with me wherever I go is 'Whatever I grow inside myself' .

She was more quicker to ask ' what I grow in me'??I was smart enough to evade answering telling 'that seems to be a million dollar question' to me ,but the truth is I didnt know the answer.

Then she told me 'whatever it is, never grow bitterness or sorrow'.

I felt that sometimes its the most easiet questions that we dont know the answer for!!

Atleast I wish these words keep ringing in my mind forever!!!