Tuk Tuk Tuk Karti Chalti Meethi Thaari Zindagi

Yes Guys…. I know….I missed the deadline for updating my year end blog…. Silent stares I am getting from K remind me of Kejriwal talking about Mr. Jung in his press conferences and S is aptly playing the role of Mr. Sisodia in tow J . S & K combination is lethal everywhere and I can vouch for it

Or Maybe Sethi Sahib wanted to write on year start in 2017 rather than year end this year or maybe it was the writer’s block with record posting of 2 additional posts on 2016 …

Whatever it may be in my head …but here I am, sitting in front of my computer trying to pen down some thoughts while missing the New Year entertainment program of confused Yadav’s from hinterland of UP trying to expel each other in an infinite for loop …. BTW it was my favorite coding loop in school that helped students to hang the computer and let it crash.. J

About 2016… it had its own share of memories… if it’s not for K , I would not have been able to  enjoy my endless hours spent on news, books, social media channels, Reality shows and work at office …..I know Sethi Sahib gets into weird mode sometimes but it’s only because K let me be it… Thank you K

S & V welcome sabse chote sethi sahib...The Sexy Sam...and by god ki grace keh raha hoon …..he has stolen my heart with his smile.. V,S…Good going as mom and dad ( secret ..you are much better than me J)

Our rocky Sultan continues to bump me off from his ably acquired Gyan every day from every inch of this universe….. He is learning his daav pench in lifes akhara really well and I do hope he turns out to be the best  pehlwaan, haryane ki shaan , mahra sultan ….. in every dangal life throws at him.

About Mom, Dad ..they are the backbones of Sethi sahib’s house.. We are what we are is because of everything they do for us every day … I find really hard to pen down something about them here…But I guess they know what I want to express…

Other highlights from the year  …I somehow found myself in brazil for a month… Cool place ….Par brazil ke bhaiyoon..please thodi angrezi ya Punjabi seekh lo… I am telling you .. next time you do that .. Copacabana beach will only play honey singh , daljit, dr zeus forever …

November December was happening, while Modi ji made me remember to stand in banks queue again, Donald trump reaffirmed my faith in collective cluelessness. … R, we spent another year talking laughing cribbing.. .. I hope you find your right babe and right boss this year..And my Office had zinkiness written all over it … and sometimes it’s only the crazy zinkiness that helps you survive a tough year smiling ….

And from 2017.... my biggest, hope, pray wish is good health for everyone … I really pray for everyone’s good health and less visits to doctor this year…

In the end just wanted to say to everyone, who still manages to read my blog.. A big jhappi wala Thank You….

Once again , Signing off this yearly report card, by Salman bhai’s words ( My fav song this year )

Re tuk tuk tuk tuk karti chalti
Meethi thari zindagi
Re bole, re bole dhola dhol dhadak dhin
Dhadak dhin, dhadak dhin

Happy New Year 2017 !!

That night, those eyes, that endless drive...

Winter breeze, near frozen night
That Black leather seat, you fit in just right
You fasten your belt, I race my car
Such warmth I felt…
That night, those eyes, that endless drive

My silly joke, you laugh out hard
Your try to hold, I don’t want that all
It’s the best sound, I ever heard
Musical it was ….
That night, those eyes, that endless drive

You move your hands, it touches my side
Your dark curls, they dance my right
I see those lips, as you sneak outside
Time moved slow….
That night, those eyes, that endless drive

You change the station; it played one 90’s song
Not your playlist, but you hum along
Your words, my silence, that perfume you smell
Imprinted in me forever…
That night, those eyes, that endless drive

 

 

Tea and Toast !

The Day's been tough,
I have battled it hard,
I wrap up my desk, myself & pocket my card
I rush for that moment, I love the most
You, Your warm cup of tea and that crispy toast...

My drive back home,
Your smile sit just next to me
I feel that breeze, my breath & your goofy pic
I rush for that moment, I love the most
You, Your warm cup of tea and that crispy toast...

Remember that night, starry , rainy and windy sight.
When the soft music played
I stop by that terrace café, pick up that chocolate cake
I rush for that moment, I love the most
You, Your warm cup of tea and that crispy toast...