Return of the Item Girl...

Hello People,

First of all, I would like to wish everyone a "Very Happy Diwali and a Prosperous New Year!"

And I am soooooooooooooo Happy....because my bosses are not in town...Yippieeee!!!!!!
They are in UK for an Exhibition...Yippieeeee!!!!!!!!
And they won't be back until next week.....YIPPPPPPPPPIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!

Ok!! I guess I am digressing but am sure most of my friends can relate to my happiness...after all, bosses are such a pain in the...well...lets talk of my post!

Now, I am sure the title has left you wondering!
And, I so truly know that half of you perverts have looked up this post to grab some...well...masala!

Sorry to disappoint you folks! But, this one is a flashback from my weird childhood...it actually came to me when I was at a party last week and I saw a kid dancing for an audience comprising of drunken uncles, gossiping aunties and some other bored-to-death-don't-know-what-I-am-doing-at-this-party idiots like ME. Poor kid!! she was half-amused, half-scared doing her thing and sheepishly glanced at her mother each time a step went wrong!

Have you ever seen some kids forced to dance by their ever-so-eager parents and relatives, to perform a number in front of people they sometimes know and sometimes don't.

"Oh come on Munna, show uncle that Hrithik Roshan step you learnt!"

"My daughter dances juuuuust like Madhuri Dixit, you know!!"

...and some other of these commonly used lines!

Now, you may wonder...what has this got to do with me...well, don't you still get it... I WAS ONE OF THOSE KIDS MADE TO DANCE AT EVERY GODDAMN PARTY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was the eternal diva to my relatives and my so-in-love-with-my-dancing-skills Mother! (Which was highly questionable.... my dancing skills, I mean!)

"Ohhh, come on Mitchu...just this once...show us that dance step from Sridevi's movie...what about that song from Kuch Kuch Hota Hai...my daughter is simply the best when it comes to Madhuri Dixit dance numbers....and so it went on!!!!

I was left flummoxed and embarrassed most often initially as I wouldn't expect people to "farmaaish" a dance but as and when I got the hang of things and my mother's behavior I was anything but a novice dancing my way to glory at any bloody party!!!

But, I wonder if its the same case today...what with rich relatives calling in Professionals to dance at parties, are the Child-Item-Girls fading away ???? I begin to wonder...

Probably, we should begin a "Lets save the Girl-Child-Item-Girl Movement!" LOL!

Lets all get together and make a difference...what do you say???

The Eternal Girl-Child-Item-Girl,
Mitch!

My Mom, My SuperHero(ine)!

I know, I know!!!

You guys want to go..."Whats new ??? Every child thinks his or her mother is a Super-Heroine!". But, I guess sometimes, its nice to express what's on one's mind.

And, this one was definitely long overdue for a woman who has had the strongest and the most lasting impression on my life and for all good reasons (well!! some bad ones too, but I could delve into them later!!).

My Mother, in all terms, literal and figurative, is my ultimate Superhero(ine) who not only fought all the ghosts and demons for me (imaginative, of course!!!) when I was a tiny tot but also inculcated good values in me that many people appreciate in today's time.

I cannot thank her enough for the times she refused to give in to my every whim and fancy which today; has taught me the very difference between Need and Want.

I cannot thank her enough for the time she sacrificed buying that Sari she most wanted to wear to her friend's wedding and instead bought me a lovely dress that I wore to the same wedding!!!!

I cannot thank her enough for the time she was up and working hard despite her ill-health because I had invited my school-friends home for my birthday party the first time!!!

I cannot thank her enough for the times she simply understands what I want to say without me saying it out aloud, understanding my problems, my fears, my apprehensions, my joys and my triumphs!!

I cannot thank her enough for the time she saves up money and stacks it for me in my hour of need.

She is, in every sense of the word, PERFECT to me.
She is like God to me...or maybe, she really is God!

I wonder if I will ever have such a lasting impression upon my children, if God ever blesses me with them!

I love you a lot 'ma!!!



Much Love and Respect,
Mitch!

This is one helluva post!

Hello People,

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Are you feeling bored, irritated, angry, amused, speechless and tired???

So am I!!!!

Didn't know what to write!!!

Look what a 10-9 job does to one's creativity!!!!

Flabbergasted,
Mitch!