Trust - is it a diminishing quality?

"In God we trust" read that on a church display in Bandra, a few weeks ago
We seem to trust the unseen God, but we don't seem to trust human beings anymore,
the watchman, the grocer, the sweeper or even the cleaner mopping our building floor.
Sometimes we don't trust our reflection in the glass or our own shadow!

Sadly, we don't trust our close loved ones, something I find extremely preposterous and odd
we rather spell out our secrets to strangers on social networking sites or visit diverse places of worship and pray to different Gods.

Wives are suspicious of their husbands and vice versa,
the poor man is struggling to finish his pile of work, but the wife suspects he's having a "Lafda"
The Husband assumes the wife is having an affair, when she comes home late,
it's very sad that the foundation of marriage i.e. Trust, is no longer a part of their fate.

Trust seems to have turned to dust or vanished into thin air
Everyone seems to be overweighed by worries or matters of despair.
But all relationships old or new are based on trust,
And if relationships are to be created in future, than trust my friends, is indeed a must!

Cocktail the hindi movie- a 'Floptale'

My dear Homi Dikra, suu karech?
Your badly mixed 'Cocktail' left me with a horrible hangover and a throbing headache.
Seriously, what were you thinking when you made this movie,
with Saif, Deepika and newcomer Diana Penty.

It was supposed to be a movie of three best friends,
but at the start of it, I was very anxiously waiting for the end!
Saif's character Gautam, as a cool dude and as God's gift to women,
was distasteful and made him look like he was the fairer race's yeoman.
Deepika as the freespirited Veronica, drunk and available for all and sundry,
where suddenly out of the blue she decides to turn into a 'seedhi saadhi bharatiya nari'
Thanks to the influence of the lovely Dimple Kapadia, portrayed as Saif's mum,
such a waste of talent brought no 'kushi' and more 'gham'.
Diana Penty as the shy, sacrificial, Miss Goody Two shoes, Meera,
with her sweetness, all the saints and sadhus would get diabetes or an excessive bout of diarrhoea!

But what surprised me most was the three and four star ratings given generously by the newspaper reporters,
maybe the movie was reviewed by them in their dullest drunken stupor

Homi dikra, after watching your first movie 'Being Cyrus', I had very high expectations
but sadly after 'Cocktail', I felt spending a small sum of rupees hundred on the ticket, was a big dissipation.
Homi dikra, we bawas and bawis are known for our humour and wit,
sadly, you proved to be a 'Tadan buddhu' in our intelliegent community and turned out to be filmmaking nitwit.

Though I spent two hours forty minutes watching your sensless hindi flick,
the most enjoyable part of your 'Floptale' was Globus' hot caramel popcorn and the company of two great chicks!!

Mumbai ki sawaari

My 'Mumbai ki Sawaari' created indelible memories,
What earlier seemed mundane, now seemed an interesting novelty.
Memories of dad feeding a fattened crow brun maska, was a lot of fun,
and sometimes the lucky crow got desi ghee fried eggs or jam smeared buns.
Lunch at a friend's house made me relive my school days
Where we five gals chatted over finger licking choley bhatures.
We all felt time had stood still with our incessant chatter and laughter,
The distance of me being 2000 kms  away, didn't really matter.
Enjoyed watching the crappiest movie 'Cocktail' with two of my favourite girlfriends,
Where we laughed and criticized the movie and filmmaker from beginning to end.
Followed by chinese at Sahibaan and coffee at Andoras
We talked and talked and talked and didn't count the passing hours.
Caught up with my old HSBC gang of girls,
and gorged on the yummiest vada pavs and Puran polis on that side of Amchi world.
What was also pleasurable was time spent with both the Daji and Rangel families,
where my toddler was spoilt rotten by the grandpas and grannies.
On this trip, the cutest lil guy stole my heart away
this nine month old's smiles and laughter made my trip,an extra special holiday.
His grumbling at his mommy for the Kung pao potatoes and mongolian pot rice,
made me realise he's going to be a foodie, like his parents alright!
It was a wonderful Tuesday afternoon spent with the kids and two school buddies,
where everything was so straight and simple and needed no formalities.
Lunch with the brother at Jaihind, was indeed an unforgettable one
where we ran over a kilometer in the pouring rain 
and relished the steamed stuffed pomfrets, tawa prawns, surmais and our own sibling fun.
All good things came to an end and so did this memorable holiday,
But better things were in store, my hearth and heart, Nigel,waiting for me faraway.
I guess he didn't miss me as much as the home cooked food,
Eating different types of eggs and sausage pavs for dinner don't always taste that good!

Troublesome Telemarketers!!!!

Tring tring goes the telephone,
Oh no its those telemarketers, why can't they leave me alone.
They call at such unearthly hours,
Trying to sell me insurance, bank loans or credit cards.
Innumerable Calls for memberships to international holidays
"not interested, no no no " is all I want to say!
I don't want to be rude but its pretty irritating,
To hear the phone ring, when we are in slumber land,sleeping.

I'm really tired of the incessant calls from ICICI, SBI, HDFC, HSBC,
How many credit cards or loans does a person really need!

Life Insurance, car insurance calls from kotak, reliance and Birla,
How many times do I need to insure myself or my car!
I'm not a JLO who wants to insure her bumpy behind,
Or Mariah Carey who wants to insure her throat that gives out a shrill whine.

The funniest part is when I'm referred to as Mister instead of Madam,
now I know that I don't have a baritone of a man but I surely sound like a woman.

It is indeed sad that these tele sales executives are given inhuman targets,
But along with sales training they must be taught some phone etiquette.
Cause' there is a certain time when your product needs to be sold,
definitely not in the afternoon where people enjoy their noon nap or to the bedridden and old.
So banks, insurance companies, clubs, instill in your sales people some common sense,
Or phone companies please incorporate the " Do not Disturb" facility efficiently instead!