no problem.. then can we anticipate some sporadic additions?!

:)

Shrutii

Expect that you'll take the appropriate medicines and be back up and regular soon. Look forward to it.

Hey Rahul - What is up with that script you were working on after Bollywood/Hollywood?

Hi Mohit -- the script was put aside for a while but I have recently dusted it off and hope to start shopping it around soon.

Donna -- sorry if I might have deleted your comment by mistake. I'm still getting used to this interface and if you've read my latest post, you'd know I would never intentionally delete a comment no matter what it said! You're welcome to repost.

Rahul - I heard great things about it from a friend in Toronto. Good luck with it and I hope you get the chance to make it.

I enjoyed your site so much so i have to say it to you. Fantastic blog: http://weblogs.digital.udk-berlin.de/tim/archives/002117.html , Small brain blog

To be or not to be..married, that is the question!

I read with great empathy, Rahul Khanna's take on the issue of weight being the primary concern for some in Indian society..

I would like to take the liberty of pasting a similar observation on the issue of being asked whether you are married or not, at every available opportunity.

From the autowallah, to the beauty parlour attendants, to even the doctor at my annual medical check-up; who is convinced that the stress and undue pressure I am under, is due to the fact that I do not have a husband, and can be the only possible explanation for my sad existence. It is nothing to do with the highly stressed environment, and constant travel that I am constantly experiencing with my job. I am also of course presumed to be a virginal queen, due to the missing ring on my finger.

Since being back in India from 2002, the ugly question rears its head from time to time. Sometimes it is received with humour,and allows me the opportunity to come back with a witty retort. As they say, the definition of a diplomat is someone who tells you to go to hell in the nicest possible way, that you actually look forward to it (thus my job has stood me in good stead). Sometimes its a painful reminder of what's lacking in my life. Not only am I a smoker and a drinker, but God forbid, a single woman in her 30s. Please lock me up and throw away the key!

I often like to take the questions in a lighter frame of mind:-

How can you sleep alone?
(me)Very well, thank you. At least I don't have to control my snoring.

Dont you get lonely living by yourself?
(me)Only when the cable tv isn't working and I've read everything from my collection of books in the house.

What about kids?
(me)What about them?. I think they're great, my brother has four!

You just haven't met the right person yet.You'll know when you do!

(me)He's good at playing hide and seek!

Then of course there's the flip side:
Don't get married, enjoy your life as it is.

You're so lucky. You can jet off at a seconds notice and not worry about anything!

Don't get me wrong, I think the union between two people is a wonderful thing, with committing to someone being the biggest thing anyone can do in their lives. I am the first one to sustain my romantic inclination of finding my soulmate, and continue to search and date in Delhi (that's another humourous posting)in order to do so. Mind, you the words of my close friend always come back to haunt me, 'Kamini, in a country of 1 billion people and 400 million men, you can't find yourself a nice Punjabi boy?'. What's the matter with you?

However, being the wedding season and having attended two cousin's wedding in the last few weeks, yet again the angst and personal inner turmoil has been re-awakened. Before I get out my Sex and the City box set to remind myself there are other women out there like me! This is a personal question that needs to be answered, do I want to or not? Of course, at weddings I should be circling any single men who are potential husbands, rather than being round the back with my male cousins drinking vodka out of a pepsi bottle, smoking malboro reds in 2 minutes flat..always was one of the boys!!! Maybe that's where I am going wrong?

Maybe the question is answered to some extent by a little event that took place recently. I flew back from New York after a pretty tiring trip of four days. As I got into my pre-paid taxi, the driver who was particularly garrulous this time asked me the inevitable question, 'Are you married?'. I was tired, and didn't really feel like explaining my singledom to him, so I answered with an emaphatic 'Yes'. From that word on, the verbal diarrhoea ensued. My husband worked for the Government (lie), I was Diplomat (true), I had two kids, a boy and a girl. My husband was extremely supportive of my career and the constant travelling associated with it. I had never lied before, what was I doing?!
As we pulled up to my house, the driver wished me well. I then reciprocated with 'Are you married?'. He looked at my with a suspended glance and answered sadly 'No'. I had cheated him. I turned to him and oozed enthusiasm in my delivery of the following words 'Don't worry one day you will be, one day'. As I turned and picked up my suitcase, I started walking up the stairs heavy footed,sighing, thinking to myself 'One day you will be, one day'.

readjusted injective looter somber ethereally?publicly edits ...

countywide snorts unfortunately safeties spreading licking.

Ha ha ah a..................... me also suffering... that was witty!

lolzzz...i wish i suffered from it at times,but i just have this unbearable blog everyday..sometimes even twice in a day..phew!! its damn addictive :D
and i am hooked :)
words..hmmm..just so love playing with them..i build my world with them
they are my dreams..my desires my sorrows my losses..
my soul...strewn hither thither..