Ajab Prem Ki Gazab Kahani

This is a strange love story. A couple reunited after 70 long years. This is the real life story of Ethel Doby and Bill  Thompson who first met in 1934 through mutual friends. They became quite close that year and spent lots of time together. 

Ethel remembered that Bill was a bit slow and disappeared for some time suddenly after spending so much time together. When he came back after some time and asked her to marry him, Ethel was already going out with someone else. Then Ethel and Bill never talked again for 70 years.

They lost all contact and in a few years they both met their spouses. They had reasonably successful married lives with a few children. Today they both have grandchildren and a few great grand children as well. They spent these years working and spending time with their families.

Ethel's husband died in 1964 though and since then she never re-married again. It was in 2004, that Bill missed Ethel once again after his wife passed away. He started wondering if she was alive. He started searching for her and somebody knew where Ethel lived. So, Bill called Ethel up in 2006 and asked if he could meet her up for an hour.

They met and talked but not for an hour. Since then they have been together as great friends and companions. They are both 94 years old now but they love each other's company. They say they often talk like they are very young. They dated again after all these years. Ethel was very nervous because she had not dated anyone in the last 40 years after her husband's death.

Well, I totally think this is one strange love story (Ajab Prem Ki Gazab Kahani) completely. I thought they got separated cause of some war but when I read the story it was purely their own decision. They met, they fell in love, the guy disappeared, the girl met someone else, when he came back to marry her she was not ready and then they lived happy lives. And then after 70 years they met again because there was something between them. The connection was always there. I guess it true that one does get back to his or her first love then. Anyhow, it also opens the door of hope for many who wish to re unite with their loved ones soon.

Life without Facebook

I think I am getting bored today without facebook. I didn't socialize much. It was more about farming and mafia wars and taking a few quizzes, reading some articles or cheking out albums.

But now what, I came today and I know my crops would have withered lol. I am all supporting the cause for the ban but it kinda affects my daily routine. Thus since yesterday, most people at work are fighting, bitching and cursing more than the days when we had facebook. I do kinda miss a few chat friends there too.

I am thinking of leaving everything and going for a grand trip.

Oh wow somebody who is getting bored like me just sent me a nudge at msn :P

Mafia

Last week a colleague of mine told me this very interesting story. It was quite weird. I don't know what were we discussing then, perhaps talking about the movie Traffic Signal and the beggars. That they have a mafia of their own. And this mafia is very strong and works in specific, designated locations.

Anyway, then she told us this story. A friend of a friend got married to a decent, well off family living in Defence. But as she went to her new home, she was left all alone the entire day. She was told everybody in the family worked. So, for 4-5 days she just remained silent in the quiet home. But the one morning she woke up and saw the entire family got up at 5 am or something and were getting ready in shabby clothes. And then the family told her that they were beggars and that this was their family business!!! And she should join them too.

She ran away and filed for divorce. But imagine that...

Games & Dreams

Now I know I have really been too busy in the virtual world since a few weeks. I don't know I am kind of enjoying the various facebook applications I am using these days. Earlier on I used very few applications something like fluff pets or green patch and sweet willy. But now, I am tired of those and am enjoying the new games.

But my friends say, it's not good spending so much time on the net. It's so not real :) And I tell them that of course it's not real. They just find it weird - the various faces of me. The dark Mafia and Pirates side; the peaceful farmer; the artistic fish owner and last night I started playing this other game Yo Ville. Am very new there so figuring out stuff. I do enjoy them till I'll get bored of them, which I will later on.

A thought came in my mind though that probably people who are very lonely, slowly and gradually get engrossed on the internet. I know a lot of people who say they prefer playing games in the virtual world rather than socializing in real life. I give a heck what people think as long as I am having a good time.

Anyway, I kind of miss my media buyers from the old office a lot. We were a great team. I was really attached to all of them. Recently two of them were ill. I did get a chance to talk to one of them but the one who is a bit old as well - his phone was off. I got to know he was hospitalized. Last night, I had such a weird flasher :P I saw suddenly the facebook status of a planner saying something bad happened to this buyer. I got so worried. I called him today and was glad to talk to him. But the weird dream was strange...shows how much facebook is conquering the brain. (My Brain :P)

And just this morning, I had another weird one. I can't even remember exactly. An old school friend, a car, my old house and 4 white cats/kittens. And then I told her don't worry I know a place where you can keep these cats.

I found another person yesterday who wants to make a rehab shelter for animals. I wish some of us can join hands and end up really making a shelter one day.

Killing Time

I have a very strong feeling this year I am gonna have so much trouble fasting. I am almost dead now. The clock is just not ticking it seems. I am looking at the needles and they are not moving. They are actually not.

At work everybody was so dull too. In my lil breaks I just went upstairs and I saw dead people everywhere. There was just no energy no where. People were actually waiting for 4 o' clock. But, as I said time was so ridiculously stagnant it was torturing. Every moment was a killer. I do feel 9 am -4 pm is a weird timing though.

Oh my god, I just saw Altaf Hussain's pic on one of the channels right now. This was the last thing I wanted to see. His speeches are so funny in a unique style. What a story teller. I remember I actually recorded one of his speeches from my cell phone...it sounded so funny. Way too dramatic to be true. But the funny part is that it actually happens and his followers love it.

I don't really make many videos myself. But there was this particular teacher at SZABIST - Shafi Azam. He was very interesting...not the typical sort of teachers you come across. Really intellectual person who focused more on grooming the brain rather than just teaching the course books. I made his video :P he looked funny too so engrossed and lost. I was really shocked when my friend Mustafa called me up and told me Shafi Azam passed away. He was a good person. And then later I was checking my yahoo inbox, which I hardly check in 3 months or even more and I actually saw his emails. It's sad.

It's a freaky feeling that I get time and again...one day I will be gone but my facebook, orkut and all the other profiles will remain.

And suddenly I hear Altaf Bhai again...he is talking ... it's sounds as if he is crying. So unpleasant I swear.

I am just killing time right now so am gonna write whatever thought comes to my mind...

I was lucky enough that Sarosh sahab received my call today and we finally updated each other about our lives. I thought of calling someone else as well but then I didn't...Recently I decided that I shouldn't run after people and keep calling them because they are not the only busy people in the whole world. I do get angry but then I do give them a call again thinking what the hell. It's just that when people really care it just shows...little things make a difference.

Nadzy and I were talking that how inspired we were with that old movie Lamhe. Actually, I love that movie and it's songs. I can watch it anyday anytime. I really believed in one of the messages the movie gave since 1992-3 that if you love someone just let the person know...the most the person would do is say NO but at least you would have no regrets in your life. I actually don't. But I don't know if I would tell someone again ... but since I'm unpredictable I can't really say myself.

I enjoyed playing Mafia Wars and I planned to go to Cuba and I have :) But now the charm is kinda over. This Ramzan I will play many games. Last year, I remember playing cricket and tennis online. We were all tense because of the way things were at work - client agency thing and the pitch to follow all that. So, it was kind of strange. That was quite a sucky time...there were times when I felt so insulted from both ends :P And somethings nobody can really understand because the real feeling is quite different.

I can smell pakoras :) I can see the promo of Bold & the Beautiful and I always wonder it's such a shitty show - everyone has slept with everyone in it. It has so lingered on. I don't even feel like watching it.

I must just stop writing now...should just watch tv till iftari.

Profound Addiction

They say excess of anything is bad. It is…I don’t have any doubt about it. In fact, it has been my history. I always get addicted to the wrong kind of things, & then I move on :P Usually the reason for moving on is…I get bored. But while the addiction lasts, it is sure fun.

When I said things…that included almost everything, to be precise. I just don’t feel like saying things aloud for a change.

As of now, I’m mafia addicted. I’m obsessed with this application to the degree which is unhealthy, but nevertheless it’s fun.

Although momentary pleasure doesn’t mean much to me but for the heck of fun, I asked myself these questions: How many times have I been addicted? Can I truly call myself an addict? Is genuine addiction fun or escapism?

The answers didn’t surprise me one bit, but unfortunately I can’t say to myself: Get addicted now!

Scribble Some More…

I don’t why I am so used to making a “Things To Do” list. And as each thing gets done I cut it out. When it’s all done the pleasure is just so over whelming. This week I happily cut out a few such chores that were pending for so long, all for various reasons and none had anything to do with laziness. But there are still a few things left on the agenda and I just hope they are done by the year end.

I am happy now Nadzy will not complain about her slow PC as she has been doing for many months now after getting the new system. But I am shocked how she managed to do so well on those facebook applications with the screwed up PC :P I see the child in her every day as I see her excitement when she shows the casino she got in the Mafia Wars; the way she keeps her garden; the fairies and those bears and pet society etc. Her passion and love for little things is sweet.

Ammi can’t hear too well but she dare not want to use the hearing aid (Kaan Ka Aaalaa – as we tease her). She hates it. So, she gets angry when she doesn’t get what we are saying. When she watches those irritating news channels or listens to the radio on full volume in the kitchen, even if I’m locked inside my room I get to hear it all. She loves watching news channels. Even if we are watching something she will say “kabhi news bhi laga dia karo”. Her love for news is on similar lines as she once loved watching Star Plus dramas many years ago. From 8pm-10pm she watched her series of favorite soaps – Kasuti Zindagi Ki, Kahani Ghar Ghar Ki, Kyun Kay Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi and then there was something else too. And then the next day she watched the repeat as well :)

Anyway, I never understood why people who smoke are disliked and if a female is the one smoking that seems like the ultimate sin and the looks everyone gives them is more than weird. And the ones to give the look the most are those who themselves are the first to do all the screwing and fucking around (obviously not in the open) but come on who do they fool because everyone is aware of whatever is happening, even if people don’t say it out loud.

It’s strange but true in more than one way, that people are kind of stuck up. Probably, the majority just doesn’t want to accept people the way they are. As long as you conform and do stuff the way everyone else is doing all’s good. I know a lot of people who smoke and drink and who are genuinely good humans. Much better than those who don’t indulge in any such fun but have the meanest and ugliest of hearts and who don’t think twice before hurting somebody else. I feel just because a few people do things that you do not do, one shouldn’t consider them bad.

I knew a girl who was slightly cracked in the head and who was very mean to everyone who cared about her and used to be super sweet with those who gave her attitude. She used to always say I hate every man who smokes and drinks. And women who smoked – she thought they were sluts. I guess, if she would have known I smoke too when I get all down and depressed she would say the same about me. But, I know I wouldn’t have bothered much. Somethings I just do for myself.

There are times when I get really, really angry. It’s rare but it does happen. The time comes and I can get unpredictable. It’s just that when the point of realization occurs and I get the feeling that I just have to put the foot down, then it has to be done. And thank god I have never regretted any of those decisions.

Sometime ago, I was getting this strange suffocating feeling which I couldn’t take no more. There were too many reasons and a lot of shit had piled up. So, I did what I did. I really don’t care what people who mean nothing to me think and am glad it’s all done. Am not angry at anything anymore. But when I look back over those years, I see how people who portray to be such gentle creatures use you and throw you when the work’s done. I too went through that phase and never realized when it was happening. And there was an ugly phase. Then there was silence. Now it’s all better. So as it’s said, it’s all COOL! (meaning nothing).

Now, I get to hear the same people are following the same route and getting all close to the right people to get things done their way once again after screwing them hard. Times change and circumstances change and those who screw you once can do that again. But I hope nobody is blind enough to be fooled once again by the same shit. It would be utterly sad.