My Three Worst Traits !!!!

Well, this topic isn't a difficult one for me as I can easily reel of three traits that I am not proud of. Unfortunately, I do lend myself to being more negative than positive about myself #MustTryHarder!

My worst trait has to be my perfectionism. I find it incredibly hard not to be overly critical with myself in a lot of things I do. Over the years, this trait has held me back from trying new things. For example, learning to drive, going to dance classes and turning down good job opportunities due to my lack of self confidence. As I have got older I have got more self-confident.(that's one good thing !!! yay !!! )

I won't go on to tell you all about the OCD issues I have, including making sure all the labels are facing the right way and checking I've locked the door, numerous times.Someone once told me to give myself a break and not to be so hard on myself. She said, 'You would never think those awful thoughts about another person, so don't think them about yourself.' This is a piece of advice I've never forgotten.

I am so not a morning person! I cannot start my day without coffee. I need it to help me get  rid me of my morning drowsiness! I am grumpy and everyone who meets me in the morning  has now got used to my groan as they says good morning to me!

My snooze button is my friend; I must hit it five times before I manage to squint out of my eyes! Then I have to try and remember what day of the week we are on! Not good am I?

But what can I say? I am so in love with my duvet. I believe there should be duvet days built into the week!

 I have a terrible addiction to Haribo Starmix sweets. I never get sick of them! I get excited when I pull a sweet out of the bag, wondering which one it will it be.

Will it be the cola bottle, the egg or the jelly teddy?

I know that they are bad for me, what rubbish goes into them and I know I need to cut down. I put it down to the sugar rush!

Do we share any traits??!?!?!? well , if we do then do not forget to comment below and let me know !!

The Great Indian Traveller

      INDIANS ARE GOOD AT A LOT OF THINGS . TRAVELLING IS NOT ONE OF THEM .

        Indians are going places.The problem with this is that it means Indians are going places.And as someone who travels often,I've noticed that we are not very good goers. Watching an Indian travel is like watching Ashish Nehra bowl,you can’t help but feel like you’re watching an art being practised at its lowest, least inspired form.

      Travel is the Indian person's Waterloo. Travel brings out the worst in us . It also brings out every suitcase we and everyone we know, own.The only difference between an Indian luggage trolley and a truck carrying food on the highway, is that the truck probably has less food in it . And also the guy with the trolley gets drunk only after he begins his journey . If , as an Indian traveller , you have not made the person behind the check-in counter cry at the sight of your luggage , you're doing it wrong . My favorite part is the Indian traveller's reaction at being told they aren't allowed that much luggage on ."What ?! How can you say that ?! What do you mean I can't check my sofa in ?"

      That Indians don't understand the concept of "travelling light" , is bad enough on it's own , but there's an even more dangerous corollary to that. They also don't understand the term " something small ". If an Indian relative ever says to you " Hey , I hear you're travelling , can you take something small for my cousin ? "  , cancel your trip . Because "something small" is usually the size of a well furnished flat and may in fact be an actual well-furnished flat.

Things only get more entertaining when it’s finally time to board. Considering we pretty much invented math, our skills desert us the second boarding is announced. If the airline is boarding rows 16 to 34, the first person in line will be the guy from row 51. And when he is told it’s not his turn, he’ll put on his best wounded “But you said row 16, and my row has a “1” in it, so surely that’s close enough” face. I think Indians are secretly afraid that the entire airline industry is a giant practical joke, and if they don’t run to the head of the line, they think that they may have to standing ofr the whole journey on the plane or that the plane will leave without them.

 Fighting your way into the plane can be a nerve-shattering experience, so it’s a good thing international flights serve alcohol. The average Indian man needs a drink or seven to enjoy his flight. He also needs for all seven drinks to be “strong-waala”, and served before take-off. This is because he cannot afford to waste any time after take-off, as he has a busy schedule of walking around the plane TALKING REALLY LOUDLY TO EVERYONE to adhere to. You haven’t lived unless you’ve been on a flight with a drunk Indian man imploring the flight attendant for a fourteenth refill. He will insist he is not drunk, which is not true of course, because sober people don’t talk to carpets.

 The only thing more entertaining than travelling out of India is the journey back to India. After we’ve gone abroad (usually, I’ve noticed, for the sole purpose of meeting other Indian people), it is upon our return that us Indians prove that we have nerves of steel and more cool than 007.
If you don’t believe me, then you have clearly never seen an Indian man with six DVD players, a 54 inch TV and nine laptops walk through the Green Channel like he’s carrying just one handbag. It’s okay though, because if he’s asked what all of those things are, he can always say they’re just “something small” for a cousin.

 how the airport officials see it 

how the Indians see it

Rediscovering Friendship ........

If You ask me what “LOVE” is? I’ll tell you that love is the most wonderful relationship that anyone can have. it's the best and most beautiful relationship in the world which cannot be seen or even touched, but it can only be felt with the heart.

Love is not a God as the fine philosophers of Greece once suggested. Love is something far more powerful and universal, for not all people believe in gods, yet all people believe in the existence of love. love is a condition of the human body that cannot be denied. True love is obstinate; in the way that music pours into the ears of an audience, love pouring into the heart of a man cannot be stopped, denied, or set off course. Love is a natural instinct. Love can also be defined as

 Pyar dosti hai ... agar woh meri sab se achchi dost nahin ban sakti to main us se pyaar kar hi nahi sakta......kyunki dosti k bina toh pyar hota hi nahin ... simple, pyar dosti hai (Love is friendship, if she can’t be my good friend then I cannot fall in love with her , because love cannot happen without friendship ... simple, love is friendship) 

- Famous Dialogue from Kuch Kuch Hota Hai (  yes ! yes! I am a SRK fan)


My recent trip to Singapore helped me  helped me rediscover love .... it helped me rediscover friendship .........  pure - unadulterated Friendship ..... a bond that we have all shared with someone in our life......

My cousin introduced me to her friend, Nicole  in Singapore. When  i went to pay a casual visit to Nicole's place i was taken aback to see a wonderful bond of love and friendship. A Bond between her son, Niel and their pet, a french bulldog,Nacho.

Things

 Things that are free:
(I had to think a lot about things that were actually , really , truly free .... )
1) A vast portion of the internet, including Facebook, Twitter, blogs, THIS blog (yay !!!!! )

 2) Nice walks.

3) 5 pm music time.

4) Smells.

5) The joy of a good parking spot.

6) The joy of holding hands with someone whose hands aren't sweaty or pulling you along.

7) The joy of seeing a friend after a long time.

8)  The joy of having nothing to do on a Sunday.

9) Happiness.

10) Sadness is also free, but expensive in the long run.

 Things that give me the heebie jeebies:

1)  Using 'loose' when you mean 'lose'.

2) Dirty dishes.

Things i bought  this week :

1) This pair of shoes

2) This bag from ... (I can't remember the name of the shop .. but the bag is awesome isn't it ???!?!  )

 Things I could eat pretty much all the time:

ICE CREAMS !!!!!
but then if they don't taste the same in real life as they do in my head, it's always disappointing.

 ( Tempting isn't it ???? : D )

 Things that don't necessarily make me a BAD person but err on the side of Very Human:
1) Making faces in my head when couples I don't like have lovey-dovey pictures on Facebook.

2)  Similarly, making faces at baby photos belonging to new parents I don't like.

3) Critics giving bad reviews to my favorite authors.. ( especially Ravinder Singh - author of I Too Had A Love Story )

 Things I do to compensate on whatever Bad Karma the previous one might get me:

 I also constantly resist the urge to say 'Fuck you' to people who send me dumb and stupid messages on Facebook .( I honestly don't know how they find me ?)  Does this count by the way ?