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cindy (Chhaya)

Dear friends,

I am about to start a community for ibibo bloggers on blogspot. Its going to be a community built by all of us, but to start it, i need to have a proper blue-print.

kindly leave your comments here so that i can design it in the proper way.

this is the initial skeleton of the anchor page (the whole community will start from this point, each member will be adding his/her own blog just like a branch to a tree) -

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Please spread the word.

Feel free to suggest … all kinds of suggestions are welcome. If the responce is right then the community will be up by this weekend.

Love

Cindy

Hey guys…

thinking about making a comeback…

should i?

Love

- Cindy

I had decided to post something light today… or may be a poem. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t suppress the anger I felt after the Saturday bombings. I have witnessed more terror attacks and such human insanities than I ever bargained for. The usual rhetoric of our politicians goes on and the Media is trying to sensationalize each and everything, never bothering about the human sentiments.

I still see a man jumping from the WTC engulfed in fire after the 9/11 attacks. I never knew him, but I cant wipe that image out of my mind even after all these years. But I am so sure that he or his family never hurt anyone in Iraq or in Afghanistan or any other part of the world. My city Mumbai still has sleepless nights after the 11^th July attacks. Same with cities like Jaipur, Varanasi, Ahemdabad, B’lore, Hyderabad … and so many more.

India has never invaded another country in more than 10,000 years. How do you define “peace loving” if this is not it? We have been mauled by so many nations and tribes, but we always had a big heart and in the end, they became Indians…. we never became Brits or Afgans or Greeks ..

Why can’t we show the same big heart as our nation has?

A bomb knows no religion, death knows no boundaries. My stomach turned when I saw that young woman being carried away to an ambulance, her blood dripping like water… she was almost my sister’s age. How do these monsters of death sleep at night? A small child who lost her father in the attacks had never hurt anyone. But now in a country like ours, her prospects of having a chance of a decent life are almost over.  And I m sure she didn’t even know the meaning of religion and terror and national boundaries.

Now she does.

I never write about these topics, but I have been hurting too bad. I have seen death from very close quarters… trust me, all she wants is a chance… must we go and assists her?

Cindy

hey friends,

i know u guys are angry… i vanished again, didnt i?

well, life has been too hectic and i m totally at loss , looking at the nuuuuuuuu look ibibo..

but i have slowed down now, and my mind has started working again (not that it helps with my typo beemari)

i will start blogging regularly from Monday.

dont hate me…

love u all

Cindy

The lack of rain during this monsoon has affected my mind, so this is the result of my madness . Some picture puzzles that i have created.

 Each one represents a popular blogger here, can you guess who he/she is?

How to solve it –

 For example in this pic puzzle – the answer will be “ibibo”, see, its so easy.

So make those wild guesses. Whoever makes the most number of correct guesses will be awarded the “Crazy brain of ibibo” title

U can make as many guesses as you wish, just make sure you don’t edit your comments, as usual, it will get mixed with others.

Hope u all have fun

Love

Cindy

PS: no blurbs please, i don’t check them.

Do let me know if you guys are interested in creating your own puzzles. That way we can have a great creative contest.

This incident happened when I was in 5^th grade (now please don’t ask me if I m still as smart as the 5^th grader!!! – cz if u ask me that question, u gotta pay me the way SRK does – tee hee)……………………………………………………….

My last post was a bit morbid, but I loved to read the reasons you all have for writing. I may go back to that topic again. If only we had a discussion forum on ibibo. Sigh!!  Anyways, I think its time for something lighter. How about something – “Magical”??

Let me go back to my school days.

This incident happened when I was in 5^th grade (now please don’t ask me if I m still as smart as the 5^th grader!!! – cz if u ask me that question, u gotta pay me the way SRK does – tee hee).  There was this beautiful lawn in front of our school building with such beautiful flowerbeds. Anyways, its not about the flowerbeds….hmmmmmmmmm

There was this student in 7^th grade. Very popular. Yeah yea, spectacular and bachelor and all those Pappu things. Blah blah.. and no, I never had a crush on him. well – if u knew the story, u wud call me mean for using the word – “crush”..

 Ok, ok – I will get on with it.

So this guy – lets call him Pappu only for the heck of it. (my apologies for all those guys with this rather common n cute nickname)

One fine day, he was standing n the 1^st floor balcony. He was talking to someone who was downstairs, near the flowerbed. I dunno what happened but Pappu Bhaiyya (ha ha ha ) lost his balance and fell down from the balcony- thud on the ground.

He got up, smiled (oh yeahhh, had a killer smile) and walked away. Every one was talking about his “toughness” for the next few months.

The next school year, he did the same thing again. This time he fell on his face… yes, from the same spot n the first floor balcony (may be it was a dare.. hmmm) … and again - no harm done!!!

Now he was nicknamed – Magic Bhaiyya. We chhotu bachchas were in awe of him. he was some sort of an avatar ;)  Did I tell u he used to play in the school hockey team? Well, he did.

And then this day came when he scored a last minute goal during an inter-school tournament. The whole team did that thing that the football players do – they all jumped on him ( I guess it’s the only time boys n men ahem ahem – get so “cozy” – eeeeeeuuu).

And when the dust settled – Magic Bhaiyya had lost two front teeth.

We were cruel enough to notice the irony that he survived two 9-10 feet falls, but lost his teeth in such un-heroic manner!

Hmmm, not so funny! Oh, you should have been there!!

Cz after that,Magic Pappu bhaiyya just coudnt smile S*la.

Love

Cindy 

PS

ignore the typos, will ya ;) 

Why do you write what you write?

Ahhhh, I know, it’s not fair to pick up a topic like this when I m officially making my comeback to ibibo. And this time, I m here to stay.

I can sense the silence that prevails in ibibo these days. But then, silence was always one of my favourite things. I can hear my own heartbeat when I m surrounded by nothing but the velvety silence.

It cleans, it sooths and it allows only those whispers that are meant for me. No white noise.

So, why do I write? I write to ease the pain, release the wound up feelings and to breathe again. Sometimes I stay awake in the night, trying to find out shapes and familiar faces in the shadows made by the solitary street light. And then these thoughts start dancing to the slow tune of the shallow breaths that i have to manage to stay alive.

Sometimes there is this weight on my heart that pushes me down, as if to my grave.

What do I do? I get up, pull out my beloved notebook from the top drawer of my desk and a pen and then I write, write till it all comes out. Pouring, drowning, caressing the battered soul.

In the end, I am left with a poem, a story or something like this.

Sometimes sleep comes easy after this, sometimes the pain of making mistakes with open eyes haunts till the wee hours.

So, why do YOU write? Tell me your story ….

Love

Cindy

PS: yes, I m back and not going anywhere now.

Hey guys,

Sorry for doing the vanishing act again. Actually my sis is back home for the holidays. I have to give her all my time, hence tough to be regular on ibibo.

But dont worry, i will keep visiting u all.. just dont forget to tell me everytime you post.

Leave a word here… i will check ur post as soon as i can…

Dont blurb. I m not checking them these days..

will be back soon… sooner…

Take care…

Dont forget to enjoy the rains!!

Love always

Cindy

My fellow crazy ibiboians…

The result of the Crazy invention is out!!!

Thank you all, so so much for humoring me again. this time I was facing so many problems with ibibo that I cudnt even login and tell everyone about it. still, you guys came, read the entries and rated.

Let me apologize to Himali and Pradeep.. I could not add their entry due to the same problem

So here is the result –

There is no doubt that Arnie and Inky are the indisputable winners. No one is anywhere near that rating, so I am declaring them as the Winner and the runner up..

Clap clap!!

Rest of the ranks are not so clear.. so I m putting up a poll with next 10 to select the number 3 to number 10..  so please, feel free to vote on the poll.

I know,a few people will object on me exempting Arnie and Inky.. but I think seeing the rating they got, they deserve it.. Bring on the brick-bats.. I m ready.

Hmmm, so here goes my own invention. Its nothing in front of what you all invented.. but I must make  a fool of myself after making u all work so hard

Crap Catcher

It’s a small device with a rectangular base and a dish on its top. The dish is where the crap is collected. Hmmm, not THAT crap – filthy minds.. yuckkkk.. u guys already have such a device built in your homes.. at least I hope so ;).. u know what..

Testing -1

I placed it near my laptop and tried logging in ibibo. Remember, I was not able to do it for last 10 days.. I key-in the username n password – and there comes the “men n women working” screen…

Bam!! The screen is sucked by the crap catcher.. n I get to see a clean café page.!! Hmmm, not bad eh!!

When I tried to edit my comments, it didn’t get mixed up with other’s… Pure Gold!!

So, will u buy it if I put it in mass production?

Testing – 2

I went to Arnie’s blog to read what all the fuss was about, the guy was getting 9+ ratings.. hmmm, was quite good eh.. and then I looked at his avatar… and screamed…

Apparently my crap –catcher took the layers and layers of Fair & Lovely as crap and was sucking his skin off the screen… I took the device away, and my elder one was saved from - “loosing his face”

Testing – 3

After the fiasco at Arnie’s, I was so scared that I logged off ibibo and went to watch the TV.. hmmmm flipping the channels, I cudnt find anything.. every channel was turned into Blue screens..

And then I saw it.. the crap catcher’s dish was brimming with moving images.. it had sucked all the programs off the TV – I wasn’t surprised… Hmmmm Crap catcher after all

Testing – 4

I logged in ibibo again. to calculate the rating… but as soon as I went to my blog, my posts started vanishing..

Actually the crap catcher was deleting all the posts where I had held contest.. there was a message displayed on its panel saying –

“well, u made people work so hard and didn’t do anything urself.. if this isn’t crap then what is?”

I swear I even saw it winking at me!!!!!

Help!!!!!!

Love,

Cindy