Showing posts from September, 2010

Honey Bird

This snap was taken at a time when I didn't knew blogging nor did I knew some day it would be on the blog. It was a snap taken almost 8-9 years back at my best friend Saumya's home. It was her tweety bird, well I used to call it Honey bird then. 
Honey bird made it to the Blog in 2010 without any specific story to it.  I had uploaded it then to make Saumya happy because I knew how much she missed this yellow fur ball. Today I was breezing through the blogs past post and found this yellow chick which made me miss my best friend :( sniff sniff.
Sweet memories like this help bring smile back on your face even after you receive a mail from your boss asking for End Of Day aka EOD Status Sheet at 11 in the night, yup you guessed it right, just finished answering that mail, grrrr. 
None the less, I am smiling so no loss at all thanks to Saumya, Honey bird, my knack for clicking with my cellphone and of course my boss :)

Color Color vch Color do u Want!!???


Tipsy Toe

An art, a ritual, a celebration, a reason to do nothing for an over night and a way to get the men pampering you, right gals?

Gavrann Thali


disney ball


Govinda re Gopala


Ek Tha Raja Ek Thi Rani

Ek Tha Raja Ek Thi Rani, shuru hui un dono ki prem kahani. Jana pada Raja ko durdarash,ab kese badhe aage yeh kahani,kya karegi Rani?

Simple she will get herself registered on all the cheap VOIP sites, get the best call rates on her cell, procure high speed internet and what else yes of course get all the messengers downloaded on her computer just to be in touch with her love. The Raja will do the same as well none the less.

There was a time when I loved the movie , Mene Pyaar Kiya and especially the song, Kabutar ja Ja, Pehle Pyaar ki Pehli Chithi sajan ko de aa. (Giggles, tickling giggles). But now when I see the song i am like Thank god now i Can tweet the guy over Twitter and say i love you instead of going for a pigeon hunt.

Yes we belong to an age where the social networking sites were responsible for shattering the purity of love. Every other day my mom would read out one awful incident from the daily newspaper indicating association of these social networks.

Yet on the othe…