Neesha an independent girl in Mumbai , Working in a reputed company ,earning 5 digits. God gifted wheatish complexion n 4-5 more kilos define her round body shape boldly.Looking for a good man for life partnership. You must be wondering why her parents r not searching ? ohh they did but not found yet. Wht she experienced is something very interesting. (Sample word fits properly she thought for her to be .So sharing some special samples ).
Sample 1 : This proposal came from one of our family friend. He was pure Hindu Punjabi. Basically from Kanpur was working in Mumbai. I saw his biodata. Fair tall and good built . But still he was interested for a meet.I crossed my fingers…let’s c. It was raining heavily. Atlast he reached at 3 o’clock with the mediator. As the mansoon noon it was ,we decided to have some BHAJEE’s . My dad and the others were busy in discussing the difference between custom etc . I was in the kitchen n was waiting for my entry.(As usual dad was engrossed in conversation that he totally forgotten abt me ).I entered in d hall uff he was really handsome (sometimes pics lie like mine pics). I introduced myself n we settled in other room. After some conversation I came to know that he wanted to settle down in Kanpur. To my horror he was having big joint family(which was not mentioned in d bio-data).I born n brought up in nuclear family.It was hard to me to settle down n such big traditional family.He was trying to convene me in every manner (that was very sweet actually),any way at some level I had almost accepted .Before leaving he told me that He will discuss with his parents soon .
After waiting for more than 15 days I rang him through d mediator. It was something different that came up in front of me. The person who was wooing me to say Yes gave some nonsense reason like ‘My mother is against Maharastrian girls, I liked u very much but still I belive my mom.’………..
Wow that was nice shot ….darling u r almost 28 n after meeting a Maharashtrian girl u explored ur mom’s view. Well it was not heart break I didn’t feel bad. But a Mother’s baby boy wasted my 1 day n other 15 days too……that was really bad.
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Sunday, January 10, 2010
Monday, October 5, 2009
Spirit of living life ..................
It was rainy morning , anyhow mumbai is serviving from mansoon mishap the Mumbaikar as usual started coming out of nest (spirited mumbai u can say!!). I was standing at station waiting for train , 26th July ('05) was over & trains are started running on time . Hmmm ohhh shoot it was 9 coach train , coming back to my senses , with a little run I managed to get on train . “Excuse me , is this ladies Coach .?” a young voice rushed to my ear , Some aunty answered “Yes Dear Get in .”Girl Replied “They have not announced for long time , and I am supposed to be waiting for 12 coach train to get in Handicap coach ,I am Blind.”
“Oh dear, then y r u traveling now days , as trains are not regular yet .”Aunty Asked Worriedly
“I am a teacher at Blind School. I have to go to school .My students must be waiting for me. Schools were already closed for few days due to heavy rains.” Replied adjusting herself
“Yes That was a horrible Day….!I hope you were not Stuck”
With a small pause she started “I was traveling in handicapped coach with some of my students. Trains were stopped for long time in between stations . It was continuously raining. I told my students let us hold each other’s hands & let’s start walking on the tracks. It was a risk walking down the tracks , with water reaching up waist height and increasing. With the help of other people we reached our destination after a long march.”
A young 22 yr blind girl ,independently leading life in a Metro city like Mumbai ,& also taking care of her young brother …She certainly have came a long way from a village to a city like Mumbai To fulfill her dream’s . At that time unemployed , unconfident (though well qualified) I was frightened of stepping out in people.But this girl shown me spirit of living life on one’s terms and condition’s
“Oh dear, then y r u traveling now days , as trains are not regular yet .”Aunty Asked Worriedly
“I am a teacher at Blind School. I have to go to school .My students must be waiting for me. Schools were already closed for few days due to heavy rains.” Replied adjusting herself
“Yes That was a horrible Day….!I hope you were not Stuck”
With a small pause she started “I was traveling in handicapped coach with some of my students. Trains were stopped for long time in between stations . It was continuously raining. I told my students let us hold each other’s hands & let’s start walking on the tracks. It was a risk walking down the tracks , with water reaching up waist height and increasing. With the help of other people we reached our destination after a long march.”
A young 22 yr blind girl ,independently leading life in a Metro city like Mumbai ,& also taking care of her young brother …She certainly have came a long way from a village to a city like Mumbai To fulfill her dream’s . At that time unemployed , unconfident (though well qualified) I was frightened of stepping out in people.But this girl shown me spirit of living life on one’s terms and condition’s
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