tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66192537017913078432011-07-08T06:25:14.240-07:00Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619253701791307843.post-54381926019086143102010-09-08T01:51:00.000-07:002010-09-08T02:05:20.105-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jZD1DNnRomU/TIdRk0kjrBI/AAAAAAAABwc/_7PLIIgRd00/s1600/23.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514465961767578642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jZD1DNnRomU/TIdRk0kjrBI/AAAAAAAABwc/_7PLIIgRd00/s320/23.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Its been almost two years since i posted something on my blog... Its not that i had nothing to write .. its just sooo many things happening at the same time :) </div><br /><div>The best news is my sister got married this May.... Yeee.... and as a wedding gift i wrote a tiny little poem for her in Marathi ... i will post the same .. It was great travelling back to india and surprising them by arriving 15 days before expected... the look on thier faces was priceless..(and for everything else there is dad's mastercard..hehehe) Ok enough of Chitchat here is the poem i was talking about... Dedicated to 'D'. She is a sweetheart.. everything i could ask for in a sister and a lot more... so here it goes ..</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Mazhi bahuli </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Aai ni aanli mala ek bahuli </div><br /><div>Jevha hote mi phakt char</div><br /><div>Hasayachi khelayachi Sarkhi zhopayachi </div><br /><div>Pan radayachi nahi phar… </div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Navacha mahiti navhate mhanun </div><br /><div>Mhanayache tila bahin</div><br /><div>Shaletun ghari yaychi ghai</div><br /><div>Vate kadhi ekda tila mandivar ghein...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ladke khelne hote mazhe </div><br /><div>Sarkha tila japayacha naad</div><br /><div>Mhanunach sagalya junya photo madhe</div><br /><div>Dharun thevala aahe ticha haath ...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Bolu lagali mazhyi bahuli </div><br /><div>Mhanate mala tai</div><br /><div>Lahanach hote mi pan</div><br /><div>Agdi maan war karun ti mazhya kade pahi...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Emothinal aahe mi phar</div><br /><div>Tasi aahech thodi radki</div><br /><div>Ya warunach zhapte mala</div><br /><div>Bahuli mazhi ladki ...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Evali shi mazhi bahuli </div><br /><div>Aata zhali aahe mothi </div><br /><div>Gammat watate sangata </div><br /><div>Aata yete mi phakt tichya khandyashi...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Vida hoile kadhi </div><br /><div>Asa vicharahi aala nahi </div><br /><div>Itakya patkan mothi whayachi </div><br /><div>Nahitarkelich nasty ghai ...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Jaiel udya dusarya ghari</div><br /><div>Geli 20-25 warsh watat kami</div><br /><div>Uga wyartha bhadanya rusanyat </div><br /><div>Kahi anmol skasn waya ghalavale aamhi ...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>A****** tula deti aahe</div><br /><div>Bahuli mazhi ladaki</div><br /><div>Aamha sarvancha tumhala ashirwaad</div><br /><div>Raha hasat kheleat sukhi ...</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6619253701791307843-5438192601908614310?l=justrandomthoughts-giri.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619253701791307843.post-35198660106552195602008-09-07T22:06:00.000-07:002008-09-07T22:10:22.706-07:00I have heard people say “Friends are family u choose”<br /> When I came to Australia I left this choosen family behind… and now I miss my family and friends a lot!<br /> Its not that I don’t know people here … I know a few people met them here and there.. But I wonder are they my frds??? Or just acquaintances??? Am I capable or for that matter is anyone capable of making frds once they grow up.. Don’t we just put new people we meet in a different compartment called “people I know” what does it take to change an acquaintance into a frd??? Is just spending time together enough or does it require something more… do friendships just happen or are they need to be worked upon.. all the frds I have till date are my childhood frds… friends I did not make on purpose they just happened… there has to be a common wavelength to share … something that needs to click … liking the same music, same movies and same food is not enough… liking to spend time together is important …. Sharing the same views is important… feeling the same thing abt something is important and if I want some one to be my friend then that some one should also want to be my friend… Someone to call up without reason some one to share some gossip… someone with whom I don’t need to be too formal …. Y does making friends look so difficult…<br /> Does having a big friends list on websites like Orkut Facebook and Myspace mean that I am a better friend… or it just means I know many people… how many people on ur friends list will u actually call just becoz u were missing them… or just becoz u wanted to talk to someone… how many of them will not only know ur birthday becoz of the regular prompts by these networking websites but also know ur wedding anniversary becoz they were there…or they do care about remembering it...<br /> Some say quantity of friends doesn’t matter only quality does…. But are we being too tight forming the quality parameters and judging that we finally forget how to make friends… Can’t we accept people as friends at the face value without passing judgments and without quality parameters… without expecting anything in return… just for the fact that at times we can be lonely and so can the other person… Just becoz we have realized how much friends are important ….<br /><br />Will u be my friend – not just a person I know ????????<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6619253701791307843-3519866010655219560?l=justrandomthoughts-giri.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619253701791307843.post-60376174064813075122007-12-18T19:10:00.001-08:002007-12-18T19:10:59.444-08:00I had never met some one like him before<br />Its his voice as pure as gold<br />his thoughts, his laughter<br />his every word that's what made my world…<br /><br />Though we were miles apart<br />Our hearts were bound to meet<br />Destiny had its own plans<br />N now as one these two hearts beat..<br /><br />He said he will be my dream,<br />A very big promise given<br />He said he will hold my hand<br />And make my life heaven…<br /><br />Days turn to months<br />And months then turn to years<br />Him I wanna hold on to<br />Even when life changes the gears….<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6619253701791307843-6037617406481307512?l=justrandomthoughts-giri.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619253701791307843.post-533517363311280592007-12-11T15:13:00.000-08:002007-12-11T15:21:00.810-08:00Vel kasa jat kalat nahi... i still havent got over the the hangover from the wedding and its already 1 year... tomm is my first marriage anniversary !!!<br /><br />I have just written something for my hubby on this occasion<br /><br />I fell in love with a friend<br />It was not love at first sight<br />But the day I said yes<br />I knew I have done it right<br /> <br />Its just the way he looks at me,<br />He says it all with his eyes<br />Makes me feel like I m his princess,<br />And he is my handsome knight…<br /><br /> Under the star lit skies<br />We walked along the beach<br />We sat together holding hands<br />And the stars were within our reach <br /><br />I still have the first gift<br />The little cutie teddy bear<br />It's the most beautiful thing <br />And it speaks of his love n care…<br /><br />Cant ever live without him,<br />Even one day or night<br />Till I take my last breath<br />I want him by my side…<br /><br /><br />hope he likes it !!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6619253701791307843-53351736331128059?l=justrandomthoughts-giri.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619253701791307843.post-148504129123738012007-12-09T14:04:00.000-08:002007-12-09T16:03:01.689-08:00Days turn into months<br />And the time flys by,<br />Just like the trees from a train window,<br />or the clouds floating against the clear blue sky...<br /><br />I have been far,<br />and thats been a while ,<br />but i wish i could be there,<br />Just to see u smile...<br /><br />I may be miles away,<br />But my heart is still there,<br />U know i miss u,<br />And i will always care....<br /><br />Soon it will be autumn,<br />And the leaves will turn gold,<br />I'll still think of spring ,<br />And memories rare and old....<br /><br />At times i feel,<br />That you r so near,<br />Just need to walk two steps,<br />And can hug u for real....<br /><br />But its my life journey,<br />A long way to go,<br />U have guided me well,<br />I want u to know...<br /><br />Dont worry i am happy,<br />but a little lonely,<br />its not that i m sad,<br />Just a little crazy...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6619253701791307843-14850412912373801?l=justrandomthoughts-giri.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6619253701791307843.post-77580262348130750122007-12-05T15:21:00.000-08:002007-12-05T16:17:50.904-08:00Its just gotta be one of those days... when no matter what u do... ur thoughts take u back to all the things u left behind.. all the people u bided farewell too...<br /><br />One fine morning i thought of moving to Australia... Was that so easy... just pack ur bag and catch a flight.. Nope,it wasnt... not for me atleast.. and not for my mom as well...butshe never ruled out my idea nor did i hear her discourage me..She knew its a step forward.. someday i will be having my own house.. i will be on my own.. i have got mixed feelings.. the pain of leaving a loving family behind and the joy of taking ur first step on ur own... its just like a baby bird.. trying to fly on its own for the first time.. flying towards the inviting blue sky its gonna conquer one day... leaving the nest where he was born.. where he was protected from all the big bad world... The mother knows the first flight is gonna be painful and is also not gonna be very smooth... but unless she encourages the little one.. he wont dare to try.. she knows its gonna hurt her when the baby leaves.. but the little one must learn to fight its own battle... todaywe (me and my husband) are here for last 3 months.. my husband made the big decision look easy... But trust me ...Life is gr8 here.. i love australia and the people here.. i love the country , my work place the life style..<br />Tomm i m gonna move into my own house... i have a gr8 support system here in australia.. they r my close family... for last 3 months i have been living with them.. my uncle and aunt... they welcomed me with open arms and open hearts...supported me in all my decisions...<br /><br />Tomm i will be on my own.. i m all geared up.. facing the sun...ready to take off... take off for my first flight in the BIG BLUE SKY !!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6619253701791307843-7758026234813075012?l=justrandomthoughts-giri.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Girihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12543343288046608684noreply@blogger.com0