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Birthday: 3/4/1979
Gender: Female


Interests: Very interested in Music...any form or genre! Movement....(dance)...Love it! People...observing them....! TV..WATCHING IT! Food...always trying to keep away from it!
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Thursday, March 06, 2008

Seems like soo many things

I hate being grown up....

It makes ....

you have money issues

you fall in love

you cry because of love

it makes it hard to loose weight that used to be easy to loose

it brings you to a crossroad in life every 6 months

you feel guilty when you are not being "constructive"

you RESPONSIBLE !

Urghhhh

 

I suppose it is not all bad

Being Grown up is also good in some ways....not too many but some I guess

It allows 

you to have enough money for chocolate :) hence the weight issues....

you to  have a job that pays for stuff

you to have meaningful relationship

you to move away from your family( if you want to)hehe

you to love a boy that makes you smile

you to make choices for yourself

you to live your own life....!

,,,,mmm.....I am blah now ...in this balanced zone....some good, some bad...

I will go now....ta ta

 

 

 


Tuesday, June 12, 2007

Soo much to do ...so little time...

7.00 am ....*Znnn Znnn* ..Text Message...It said that my boss's dad passed away. My heart stopped. He was the sweetest man, whose eyes at the age of 84 still smiled when I last saw him living life. He has been in the hospital for about a month now. Some how I think people still thought he would pull through. Life....when we have it , we sometimes wish it would end...( I don't know about you but I have felt that way sometimes) and when it is threatened...all we can hope and pray for is that it doesn't end.

One just doesn't ever know ....I have heard that one has to live life like it was the last day on earth....and yes yes in theory it makes a lot of sense....but to live like that pratically is soo darn difficult. I can't help but plan out the next 5 years....ok fine next year....who am I kidding I am not a planner. But still ....I find myself thinking that I am young and nothing bad can really happen to me . And as many times as I have been reminded that life sometimes throws you curve balls ....I choose to not believe it.

The last few weeks have been quite the roller coaster ride. I have been to Kenya and back...there I saw soo much poverty and sadness but also soo much beauty..it was almost too much to handle. Sadness and difficulty did not restrain itself to only the mature and the experienced...it happened to everybody and anybody. It killed me ....and then I come back and I only hear of more death.

I cried when I was in Kenya ....I have not yet cried about Fred ( Sandy's dad). I don't know why.....

I wish I could just cry already....this weird pain in my chest is not a great feeling....

 

* Sorry about this disjointed random blog...just neeed to vent*

 


Tuesday, March 27, 2007

So, it was last year that I sat scared and apprehensive in my basement suite …wondering what this new city had in store for me .

 

Well, it had  

- a job that makes me happy to wake up to .

- a boss I love taking orders from…well, maybe because she never orders me.

- a sweet apt that I can call my own.

- a few friends that I love hanging with.

*Anthony, a great artsy metro sexual who makes me want to dig deeper within myself to find more of the good artsy stuff that makes me smile so much.

* Neesha, this sweet Indian girl that fills the void of the Indian /Arabic fun that I need.

* Prithwin – A sweet heart of an Indian boy that reminds me of how polite and protective our Indian boys can get. (He is not here right now, he is coming back in June! Wohoo!)

* and others such as Dez, Mona , Whitney, Harsha that I am only now slowly starting to know. I really need to make time to hang out with these people more.

- family friends that take care of me whenever I need them to.

- and a boy that makes me feel like a queen J

 

 


Monday, June 05, 2006

As I wait for my "Exit"

So, my last few days in Vancouver has been quite the ride! I have had ups and downs....

Everything is a blur! I really don't know what to say.

Tina was here ...which was nice! We laughed , we cried ....we ate ..we slept ..we shopped!

 NOW ....I am left alone as tina and tintu both left. Driving away from the house I wanted to cry till I died.....It was horrible!

 My bags are all packed ...my boxes are all packed .....people coming tomorrow to pick it up! ...my life is being shipped to the other side of hte country....I wish I had more time to spend with my friends here... I leave in 4 days to start a new fresh life and I can only hope that it makes me smile like the way Vancity made me feel.

I am sick ...:(....

sorry about how blah this blog is.....

 


Saturday, April 08, 2006

Currently Listening
Catching Tales
By Jamie Cullum
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Another Year ....Another Birthday!

The night before...

As I sat on my bed thinking about the fact that yet again another year has passed and although I have not done anything too important to talk about , I may be just a little closer to have the life I want...I look up and I see that a new found friend has come online just to say hi! ...it instantly puts a smile on my face.---then my mom called to wish me only before it was already my birthday for her( in Bahrian)..and then she says " Baby can I pray with you?" like as if she knew of the confusion and the sadness that was thinking of slowly creeping into my soul....The smile comes back!---soon after my cousin who is this body gaurd looking 40 year old that till date hits me everytime he sees me ..u know just to be an annoying older brother...called me from India to wish me and tell me how much he and his wife loved me ..~ the smile decides to say a little longer! Then my folks call back along from Bahrain and my sister who is in a different country all call and on a conference call decide to sing happy birthday for me ...expect for my folks decide to humor me and sing it in chipmunk voices with made up words..and just as I thought it was all over my mom continues a second verse about how she had to go through maddd pain to bring me into this world! yeah thanks mom ...that never gets old! ~ My smile turn into a giggle and then into this crazy laughter ..it was also nice to share that "our folks are mad!" moment withm y sister! ....I soon start to notice all my freinds msn names changing to " Happy Birthday Kavi"... my laughter goes back to a smile and a warm fuzzy feeling inside!-- I start getting text messages from old freinds!..~ the fuzziness continues! . Romz promplty wishes me at 11.00 thinking it was 12.00 and then makes me pretend like I did not see the message! So, ..to that I say  "What messages?". And ofcourse at Midnight- I got the right message wishing me ! ..~ fuzziness and the smiles are starting to hurt my face! ..--then a very surprising telephone call from an old old freind that lasted a long time made me have to massage my face from all the smiling ...I then find myself begin to drift off into dream land with a ..hmmm..SMILE on my face!

The day of...

NOTHING! ...hehe ...kidding ...

I was woken up by Tints saying " HAPPY BIRTHDAY Machu!"..or something like that i was too tired but i was smiling once again! ...I did my routine checking of mail to find emails and cards ...Thank you my precious freinds ! Krishna , Jibby, Darren, Andrea , Mellisa, MO, Chaitna and Anisha!

I am very blessed and the next time I forget it ...JUST HIT ME !

 

Update ..the last couple of months…

 

Time is not my friend…it rushes by without even thinking about the fact that just maybe I would want it to clam down and slow down a bit. I have been spending some quality time with the people that I will miss when I have to leave this beautiful city of Vancouver….where the mountains are friends with the sea and they love to surprise us to  wonderful “I am glad to be alive” days!

 

So…what have I been upto? …Highlights….

 

I watched “ Memoirs of a GEISHA…”…which I still don’t have any thoughts on…I was so excited about the movie but I left feeling very empty ….so I guess I did not like it too much….why is this a highlight…no freakin idea….oh yeah I remember….after the movie I walked around talking like the girl from the movie and gave people “geisha” names….that was quite funny…

Favorite moment – Romz (my Asian friend) looking and me with a confused look  saying” I don’t understand a word….their accent is too much”

 

Romie’s b’day…

 

So ….this boy is one of those most creative people I know…and I  am not! ….so finding him a gift sucks ….I finally thought of something…and then I had to make the idea a reality which was a lot of work…but it was done and he seemed to like what I gave him…PHEW!...(hope so*) …So…we ended up going to Macaroni grill….and we ate some more…we talked about the waiter coz he was cute……we got the waiter to sing Happy B’day in Italian for him…we had way too much to eat and that was evident as we rolled out of there…. Tints wore multicolored socks under her boots which she insisted on showing us on the streets of Vancouver….needless to say people were a little confused…

Favourite moment – the look on his face when he realized how much his friends love him!

 

The day after…

 

Whistler baby! ..ok want to hear something lame…yeah I live in this city known for it’s skiing and I don’t ski…but Romz won tickets to go to whistler and so we woke up early and drove up to the mountains…we were not prepared ….we had no snow clothes and so we were freezing out asses of !...ofcourse a road trip would not be without getting lost..so we did …we sang christmas songs …coz you know…it felt like christmas … we scared people with our dancing…I walked away from the experience wanting to learn to ski….maybe snow board…don’t know…romz just laughs when he hears that…

 

Favourite moment – the singing and dancing on the gondola ride back…the people going in the opposite direction a little confused and scared by us !

 

 Downtown Rendevous……

My very hot and talented friend Sam…( I put that in for you SAM).. was here from his world traveling for a bit and so I hung out with him downtown one day…it was day of starbucks … breathing in the downtown air, we walked around swapping stories from the time we have been apart…we realized how much things are going to change in the next few months… all this was done as we aimlessly walked in and out of stores ..looking longingly at things we could not afford …. and ofcourse the wonderful Asian inspired drink…Bubble Tea!…

Favorite moment – when we got back into the car… to drive back home and we listened to tunes in the car and drooled over the great adlibbing , the amazing voice control and the wicked bass lines!

 

Church excitement .. Princess time!

So, our church goes out of their way to make us women feel special…they had a day of fashion show, great preaching and many moments of inspiration and sisterhood!

They had a red carpet leading into the entrance f the church…the men of the church dressed up all “spiffy”(sp?) to serve us “Ladies” with yummy finger desserts … a jazz band playing as we entered the main event room! The place was lit with just the right lights to make us look and feel hot!….it was the perfect “Ladies night”(in the most cleanest sense!) …it had a little shopping …dessert…crying …and sisterhood!

 

March 28, 2006 – Journey through Jazz…

It started off as a lazy rainy Sunday …which meant church time…after which it was “catching up” time over a plate some yummy food at De Dutch! …so while we ate, we talked about everything and anything under the sun ..when suddenly I look at my phone to realize …shoot…we are soo late for this concert by the CBC orchestra “journey through Jazz” that we had been looking forward to forward for about a month…so we paid and ran out of their like we stole something…and so ofcourse we walk in late at the concert hall…where stiff upperlip old people stared at us as the usher showed us to our box seats ..where everyone could see us…and not just us but hear my stupid stupid heels as it clicked away as we “tried” to blend into the furniture…yeah fat chance!...and ofcourse us laughing did not help…I think I sat next to a woman who looked like she was half dead…man..i think we were the youngest there…

 

 

 

 

 

 



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