Lovin' my new boots!

I usually don't post on clothes and shoes. But, guess I will start on that as this blog is about doing life and wearing beautiful clothes and lovely shoes are part of doing life for me.

My new boots..just looooooove it! Its very comfortable and doesn't have very high heels just the way I like it. I got it on Monday..it's a gift. Even better.

They are leather with patches of suede in it.

Dubai, I Love You! : Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Dazed and Confused

PAST
11.30AM, Dubai

Bastakiya Area, Burdubai

So, how was the dinner? - Noor
Elena- It was o.k
Noor- And how's the crazy frog? Have he turned into a prince yet?
Elena- Oh, com'on Noor, it was just a dinner!
Noor- Yeah, the 4th one in the last 10 days and I'm ofcourse not counting the other outings!
Elena just smiles.
So, what are you going to do ?- Noor
Elena- Nothing
Noor- Thats sad, you know, cause he is hot.
Elena- O.K enough.Lets talk about you and Sagar. Looks like he's got feelings for you.
Noor- Maybe but you know me its got to be an Egyptian.
Elena- Oh com'on, what happened to the "Dubai, the united colors of Benetton" thingy???

PRESENT

3PM, Dubai Media City

Elena- Ivanayyyy, are the faces ready?
Ivan- Not yet, give me some time
Elena- They might want us to add some other stuff too.Customers never have time man you know that..
Ivan- And you remember that never allow the customer to design.
Elena- RightO! I just want to get over with the storyboard don't want the story to continue like a never ending soap opera.
Ivan- Speaking of soap operas, when's your leading man landing?
Elena- Havn't checked yet.
Ivan- So, you trying to get serious with him?
Elena- Why on earth you people keep asking me the same question again and again!!!
Ivan- BE-CAUSE!
Elena- O.K I will answer your question. I will get serious when I meet Captain Jack Sparrow.
Ivan (smiling)- You know thats asking too much
Elena (laughing)- Not much, O.K I could do with Dr House also!

Glenn- Hey Boss, can we talk?
Elena- Yeah, Sure; and you finish the faces

PAST
1.30AM, Greens

The sharp sound of the intercom startles Elena. She gets up from the maze of tender documents ad answers the intercom- Who is it?
Shawn- Your friendly neighbourhood stalker
Elena- Shawn? What are you doing here at this time of the night?
Shawn- Nothing, I was just...I don't know, just kinda wanted to see you.
Elena- O.K, come up

Shawn- Hey
Elena- oh my God, Shawn, what happened?
Shawn- You should have seen the other guy, American Douchebag
Elena- What was the fight all about?
Shawn- Nothing
Elena- Nothing? Why do you guys have to do it everytime? Let me see it..eww, let me clean it up for you.
Shawn- No,Its o.k
Elena- Bloody nose, swollen eyelids, yeah its o.k actually its quite sexy.
Shawn- You want to clean it?
Elena- yes
Shawn- O.k I will let you clean it if you let me kiss you.

Elena doesn't know what to do with this guy. Both start to laugh. They are interrupted by the ringing phone.

Elena- Hello?....Fridu, slow down please, ...what happened?.....o.k I will be there in 15, just hang on o.k? I will be there
Shawn- What happened?
Elena- Its my friend Frida. I need to meet her now.
Shawn- Its pretty late, let me drive you.
Elena- O.K

PRESENT
3.20PM, Dubai Media City

So what is it?- Elena
Glenn- Boss, can i borrow some money?
Elena- Sure, however I need to know why?
Glenn- The other day I was at the bus stop, this Indian guy was bothering one girl, she is a Filipina, I couldnot stand it, you know that right
Elena- Mmmhmm
Glenn- So, I punched him, he fell down. there was this policeman, he took him to the hospital but took my Pataka card. He said he will not arrest me cause he had seen what had happened earlier. But I need to pay the medical bills. So, I need the money around 300 would be fine.
Elena- O.K, here it is and remember next time, just make sure police is not around and yes give a kick from my side as well, will ya? Both smile.

PAST
3.30AM Sana Fashions, Al Karama

Frida- So tell me E, what do I do?
Elena- You do life! Is there any other plan girl? I'm sorry, its just that I don't understand why do you have to make anyone your life? They can be part of your lives but they are not your life!
Frida- Its easy for you to say that..guys always fall for you look at Shawn..

Elena- You don't know that do you......I had a nervous break down once and since then I have realised, there should be nothing in this world, I mean nothing..that you cannot live without.

Frida- How can you be so always cut to the point?
Elena- That's called mutation
and they both break out in laughter.

Elena- Seriously, Fridu,Look, you will find your way out of this ..I cannot tell you how, everyone's road is different.If he has already decided to marry according to his mother's wishes, then you should stop seeing him. Cause you will keep going around with him and he will still go ahead and marry according to his mom. You know these mother's boys belong to only one kind of woman and that's their mother.So, let him go to his mother, you go ahead with your life. Don't be bitter, as long as it was, it was beautiful. You don't cry when your ice-cream box finishes at midnight..there's always some ice-cream parlour open if you so really want or you can wait till the morning when you can shop for all the ice-cream in the world.

Frida- E you really have some timing...and you keep complaining that your friend Robbie is painful.. I think its a tie!
Elena- So you o.k now?
Frida- I don't know I'm confused.
Elena- Give yourself time, what comes naturally, will go naturally. ...It was around 3 months right? So, I give you 2 months..you will be fine
Frida- EEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

Fireflies: Summer of 87-My Monkey Days

My mom tells me that I was one of those kids who didn't crawl and straightaway walked. And it showed when I was growing up.

I was superactive as a kid one who couldn't stay in one place or one thing for too long. I was into every kind of extra-curricular activities, including but not limited to sports, music, drama, art, not to mention the fist-fights, the tree-rooftop climbs or the uncanny ability to take apart the pieces and put back together every tricycle or four wheels(not the big ones-the kiddie ones) I got as gifts.

I was not exactly a complete nightmare for my parents though.. because no matter how much hard time I gave them with my extra-currics, I definitely made up in my grades in acads. I was what you say a straight A+ student. I was one of those kids who would play all day in the mud but as soon as the lights came up in the house, clean up and sit to do the homework.
Basically, I would oscillate between being responsibly irresponsible and irresponsibly responsible several times in a day.

Lets get to the topic of discussion- My monkey days
Climbing trees was one of my all time favourite passtime. I used to spend majority of my afternoon on one of the trees or under the trees in our orchard. Ah! such carefree days
( Got it in the web, that lill girl is Sooooo Me!)

Our orchard and the kitchen garden was like a huge farmland courtesy my mom. She could easily be crowned one of the best horticulturist around. In Dubai, we get good quality fruits but I have to pay for them. Back in the day, when I was young, buying fruits was an alien concept in our house. If I couldnot pluck it from the trees I wouldnot call it a fruit, be it custard apple, mango, guava, banana, lychee, all kinds of berries, dates, plums, papaya, pinapple. You name it we had it in our backyard. My favourite were "Kalo Jaam" (in the west they call it the Black Plum or Java Plum I guess)

I liked them cause they had great combination of taste- sweet, sour and astringent all put together and also, because they would temporarily make my tongue color purple!

Another fruit I always liked was guava. We had four guava trees and one of them had grown so big , it almost reached the window of my parents bedroom in the first floor of our three storied house.

One afternoon, I climbed onto this tree and after a quick scan set my eyes on a pair of guavas that were perfect for a late afternoon snack.They were almost at the edges of a thin branch. I couldnot stand on the branch without breaking it.If you had climbed a guava tree you would know what I'm talking about.So, I decided to stretch myself to the edge, while standing on a stronger branch. But,as I was finding it difficlut to reach out and pull the pair, I decided to use both my hands to pull them ( I know, I know what you are going to say..man I was so caught up in the act!)
As the fruits came off the branch, THUDD!!!

For a few moments, I went blank. Then I heard my mom's voice" What in Devil's name were you thinking???"
I looked upwards- I could see my mom's worried-angry face on the window.
Then I looked around. I had fallen on my back, the body on the field(so there were no injuries), but left side of my head had hit the edge of the concrete pathway around our house. And yes, the guavas were in my hands.

A few stitches and a few days later I was again ready to monkey around the trees.

I did get myself many gashes before and after this incident. But that fall left a dent on the left corner of the back of my head and hair never really grew on that area.

My mom thinks my idiosyncrasies increased after that incident.

I must add that my mom's usually right about everything she says.....