Rendezvous with the Autowala

When I was new in Bangalore I had not explored much of bus routes. On my 7th day here I had an interview and I got into an auto on my way back. Being super chatty I started a little chit chat with the autowala. I asked him how much did he earn driving his auto, was it enough and how was it going. He said it was going okay but he had bought auto on loan and he had not paid installment of 4K since two months and so he was planning to get married! I was surprised.. I said what does installment have to do with marriage? The answer was not at all surprising. He said if I get married my in-laws would pay for a grand marriage and all the installments and life would be so easy... I was shocked but I could not convince him that his thinking wasn't right.

I still do not understand why do we need to spend so much money in marriages. Din't they say "Marriages are made in heaven" :-/??? A big fat Indian wedding can be your dream but then doing it even if you can't afford it or if it burdens your parents is an insult to the relation made in heaven..

Even though I have convinced everyone I know that I want to have a court marriage still people around me have hope that my thoughts would change. Mother wants to see me in red saree, people say you get married only once and so should be grand!! Well why?? I have no idea :)

Do we really need such grand weddings? What are you views??  

The hit and run

Today is a happy day. I have almost managed to make a place myself at mDhil :) Read the JD its like a dream job!!

But happiness can be over-shadowed many times. While I was finding my way to the bus-stop,  I suddenly felt a blow on my back.  When I turned back I saw a middle aged man running and I knew it was him. I have pretty fast reflexes, trust me. I ran behind him. ( I am quite a runner ) Seeing me running behind him a couple of guys on bikes stopped. I had got a hold of him and had penetrated my nails into his head. (Nails, my weapon). By this time crowd gathered and people hit him a lot. I have no idea why did he do what he did. Though people were talking in Kannada I understood that he wasn't a mad guy living on road. He was dressed okay and I didn't even see him anywhere.

This is the second time I am sharing something like this and you might feel that only I go through such things..But well I know many women who go through the same without saying a word.

I have no idea how safe we are in this society. Everyday when we leave our house their is hope that we will come back safely and there is faith which keeps us going.. But sometimes I wonder how safe m I?  ..*pondering*

My hand is swollen because I have hit him a lot.. But it doesn't matter because I did...
But I wonder:
1.Why did he do that?
2.why me?
I will never know:)

Well before anyone comes to dressing I just wanna say I wear all kind of clothes but today I was wearing the Kurti from this photo ..

All I want to say is fight, fight till you are alive..If you don't fight you are already dead inside ..


Still there is #hope and #faith so Cheers to beautiful life !!

Please share your opinions!

Yes, thats me:)