Kids eat the most crazily named food!

Reading Crafty’s post Born to be fed gave me a sense of assurance, that I was not alone. (No, not the midnight hogging part (although I do that now sometimes ) , the part where she uses a crazy name for a food item). And so I decided to come out of my shell. I decided to reveal to the world that Gulab Jamuns were(sometimes still are) Lapchakumaanu to me. That’s right. Lapchakumaanu. Don’t ask me why. I am still wondering…

Anyway, Crafty made me remember it and I was so excited that I wrote “I want a Lapchakumaanu” everywhere. Facebook, twitter, gtalk etc. and the reactions I got were howlarious!!

Just a few minutes ago, I chatted with my friend Animesh. What followed was, that me and Crafty are in splits right now (yes I shared it with her over gtalk)

*pasting the chat while gripping a tummy aching with laughter*

Animesh: what is that u want??? shit!! am not able to even say it properly

me: hahaha!

A: is it a comic character

me: nope

guess again

A: or some south indian or japanes manga character??

me: another try

A: yaar.. usually animax par character ke naam aise hi rehte hain. i cant think of anything else

me: shall i tell now?

A: whts it.. now only u can tell

me: I used to call a Gulab Jamun by this name, when i was a kiddo

A: ha!ha!ha!ha!… lolllzzzzzz

u used to speak which lingo..

me: I …      m           … stilll wondering

A: and u know wht neha am damn sure saying gulab jamun is definitely easier than this

me: i swear! i hv no idea why i did this

n its true!!

read this

http://craftyshines.wordpress.com/2009/07/06/born-to-be-fed/

A: ha!ha!ha!ha!ha!

u r simply great…

me: this post gave me the assurance that i m not d only one

A: juz a min.. am goin thru it

ha!ha!ha!

waise i too have my part of story

i had a habit of putting “ji” after everything

me: share share!

A: so i used to say alooji

bhindiji

me: omg!!!!!!!!

hahaha!

A: everything used to end with ji

and best part not limited to food..

in bengali.. insect is called “poka”

me: this is good stuff! going on my blog!!!!!!!!!!

A: i used to say “Pokaji” to cockroach

me: i cant stop laughing!!!!!!!!!

A:

me: blogging abt it NOW!!

A:

he!he!he!

me: can i name u?

A: no probs…

me: hehehe

u will b famous!

A: i dont do tht now..

and later on i realized the inspiration and source was i used to call my nana and nani.. as nanaji and naniji..

so i generalized the respect for everything

me: lol

every kid calls nana nani as ji

but not food!

A: he!he!he!

but still u score over me..

me: no u do!!!

A: saying “ji” is definitely easier than wht ever u called a gulab jamun

tell me one thing..

me: yes?

A: are u able to say tht word clearly now??

me: hehehe

yes

A: cool..

me: i invented that word!!

A: yaa… i am sure of tht

even google says 0 results

me: hahaha!

A: waise.. u’ve given me gud idea..

shud actually try nd get things from my elders as to what all harkat i used to do

me: heheh

pls do

btw do u blog?

A: naah.. havent tried yet..

me: ok then tell me abt it i’ll write a post

HAHAHA!! I mean, what kind of a crazy kid calls food as jee??

You people tell me? Who scored over who? I say definitely him!

*chuckling away*

बाहें पकड़ के रोक लेते तुझे

बाहें पकड़ के रोक लेते तुझे,

अगर ज़ोर हमारा चलता.

ज़िंदगी तुम्हारे नाम क्यों करते,

अगर प्यार इतना ना होता…

© Neha Kapoor
“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ~ Oscar Wilde.
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Mirror mirror on the wall

Mirror mirror on the wall,

No I’m not anymore a goofball!

I’m grown up and I’m pretty,

Oh but you already know that, I see!

Mirror mirror on the wall,

I could stare at you till nightfall.

I picture my eyebrow,

To be Moscva in Moscow.

Mirror mirror on the wall,

I understand I enthrall.

The mortals, who at me glance,

Gosh they must be in a trance!

© Neha Kapoor
“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ~ Oscar Wilde.
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Someday

Someday, one day,

There will come a day,

When my soul won’t feel empty anymore.

When I will turn out to be just like before.

I miss the girl, who could smile,

Even when the world was vile.

Maybe she let go of her essence,

Because situations were a hindrance.

But now she knows better,

And someday, one day,

There will come a day,

When she will smile again, from her soul.

© Neha Kapoor
“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” ~ Oscar Wilde.
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Did you have to go?

A week ago, Michael Jackson passed away.

It was 5 a.m. The train was about to reach Delhi in an hour or so. I was tweeting via my mobile when I saw the tweet. “MJ no more”. I was taken aback, but dismissed it as just another rumor amongst the spate of rumors that haunted his life. But then soon enough twitter was deluged with the news of his demise. I was stunned. My heart broke. It was the end of an era.

I have been listening to his songs all week. I was always his fan. The plastic surgeries, the controversies never bothered me. I was in love with his music, his dance, his smile. Speaking of his smile, I feel he had one of the most genuine and sweet smiles ever. See:

MJ smiles. Collage by me Click for a larger view (Note:All images have been googled for)

(Update: This collage took me a long time to make. Not because it was tough making it, but because it was tough finding smiling pics of MJ on the internet. I had to take screen shots from some of his videos. It just goes to show that maybe the internet/media does not want to show him smiling )

Could not bring myself to write about him for a whole week. Enough has been written already. The blogosphere was brimming with MJ moments after the announcement of his demise. The media is going crazy writing about his ways of life, his eccentricities, his children, speculations about whether he’s the father, the number of pills in his stomach. Yes, agreed, that celebrities’ lives are bound to be open to public and media scrutiny. It is natural that their lives will be written about. But why only the controversial stuff? Do they write about the person that he was? Do they mention he was kind and funny and human? I would just like to share a few videos with you all. Watch and smile

Everyone is quirky. Everyone has their eccentricities. Some have them more than others. But that does not mean they are not human. That does not mean we should rip apart their lives with controversies and allegations all the time. Once in a while, appreciate what good they have done. Appreciate the person inside. Sadly, it indeed is true then. A hundred good deeds and the world forgets. One misdeed and the world remembers. Always.

I wish the world was a kinder place, where good held more importance than bad.

RIP Michael Jackson.