Many Hindu families consider Astrology a big part of our culture. My family and I also believe in it very much. So kind of like reading the Horoscopes. The United States goes my the Sun signs and in India, they go by the Moon signs.
So I am an Aquarius here, and a Virgo there. But over there, the readings are very different. Keep this in mind as you read on.
Along with reading horoscopes, we also do palm reading. I've learned the art of hand reading and am pretty much an amature at it, but it's an art that you have to really study. Part of the hand reading is destiny reading. The lines on our hands change over time, meaning our destinies are also changing with it, based on the decisions we choose to make. Well, with the palm readings and the astrological calculations we do, our Hindu priests are able to determine the "good times" and "bad times" in our lives. They can also predict a time frame of marriage, having children, and approximate age of death.
When you reach the marriage potential status, some people take this a little further. My family and I dont go this far, but some of my potential suitors do.
There's a thing called matching Kundalis. You take the date, time, location of your birth and match it to your prospective match. There are up to 36 things that can match, making you extremely compatible. I've heard I matched 34 things with Hotlanta. We all know how that ended. And I think the lowest one I've gotten is a 7 with someone. Dodged a bullet there-whew. lol. The priests that match these Kundalis can also tell you more detailed stuff (mostly nonsense in my book) about the two people. It's all usually bad stuff.
For instance, they might think the girl's stars are misaligned and unbalanced thereby making her first marriage end in divorce. To avoid this catastrophe, she must first marry a plant and then the guy.
Seriously?..... seriously......
This has been done. Aishwariya Rai is the Angelina Jolie of Bollywood. She was Miss World in like 1997 or something and she married the up & coming Brad Pitt of Bollywood. But not before she married a tree first. -_-
I'm a skeptic when it comes to this. My mom has had my horoscope read by a lot of people since I was little bc I'm a magnet for bad luck- no joke. I've had black magic curses put on me when I've gone to India, etc. I'm relieved she doesnt wanna match my kundali with anyone bc they might they tell her to marry me to a dog first. Seriously......
There's a guy who wants to marry me right now that is looking into matching our Kundalis today. He wants to make sure we match first before they ask my parents for my hand in marriage. :D :D :D im laughing up a storm right now. Umm...I'd like to be asked too you know. Every girl has a dream about a proposal. I'd like to not save it just for my dreams.
Anyways, yesterday was our Diwali. It's a huge holiday we celebrate with lighting lights, candles, do fireworks, etc. to celebrate life and the story of Ramayana; how good overcame evil. Today is our New Year. It's said that what you do on the day of New Years will resonate for the rest of the coming year. So last year, I was on a plane traveling. I've traveled a lot this year. Today, I've cleaned, cooked, worked on a project, and planned a trip. So, maybe I have a year of near domestication ahead??? We will see! Happy New Year everyone! (Saal Mubarak).
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Britain, I salute you!
So there's something about British guys that attracts me to them. It's not the accent, because not all of them have one. It's something.
The third Birtish guy I dated was an absolute sweetheart. Brought me flowers & candy on the first date, and an entire Godiva Cheesecake from the Cheesecake factory all the way from SF, where he was driving down from on the second date. He even bought Patriots tickets for the third date bc he knew I was a huge fan. I really liked the guy...but just as a friend. I didnt feel any chemistry with him to want more. Isnt that sad? I'm just sad. I had a complete gentleman in front of me and I was rejecting him. Happy to say though, he did find himself a deserving girl and has been married for almost a year now. He and I did stay in touch as good friends. Small world got smaller when his neice and my younger brother started flirting about 2 years ago. Little brother hates how I always end up knowing the girls he tries to date.
So, after that, there were a few more Brits I met and was charmed with. Hotlanta being one of them. There is one more that has been in the background and he usually pops in and out throughout the years.
We will call him "H" bc its too early in the morning for me to come up with a clever nickname.
H actually is in England right now. He and I were introduced by hoards of family friends when they all found out he was coming to the States for a vacation. So he and I have been corresponding for about 3 years now. We've been trying to get to know each other better for this long time and being in different countries and time zones dont help. So, we continue to try. Maybe one day it'll be concluded whether we should agressively pursue this or say goodbye. Side note: he's super cute in a total dorky way! Have I mentioned I'm attracted to nerdy looking guys who wear glasses, are about avg build, and make corny jokes? This guy loves to rag on Americans and their S'mores, making me his perfect target. I dont mind, I love hearing the British accent.
Turns out he and my old roomie are close friends. She's getting hitched in about 2 months to my really good guy friend this year. H was going to come for the wedding and stay a little longer for some "travel" but his boss won't give him the time off. I was so bummed when he told me. Oh well, maybe in April I'll get to see him?
The third Birtish guy I dated was an absolute sweetheart. Brought me flowers & candy on the first date, and an entire Godiva Cheesecake from the Cheesecake factory all the way from SF, where he was driving down from on the second date. He even bought Patriots tickets for the third date bc he knew I was a huge fan. I really liked the guy...but just as a friend. I didnt feel any chemistry with him to want more. Isnt that sad? I'm just sad. I had a complete gentleman in front of me and I was rejecting him. Happy to say though, he did find himself a deserving girl and has been married for almost a year now. He and I did stay in touch as good friends. Small world got smaller when his neice and my younger brother started flirting about 2 years ago. Little brother hates how I always end up knowing the girls he tries to date.
So, after that, there were a few more Brits I met and was charmed with. Hotlanta being one of them. There is one more that has been in the background and he usually pops in and out throughout the years.
We will call him "H" bc its too early in the morning for me to come up with a clever nickname.
H actually is in England right now. He and I were introduced by hoards of family friends when they all found out he was coming to the States for a vacation. So he and I have been corresponding for about 3 years now. We've been trying to get to know each other better for this long time and being in different countries and time zones dont help. So, we continue to try. Maybe one day it'll be concluded whether we should agressively pursue this or say goodbye. Side note: he's super cute in a total dorky way! Have I mentioned I'm attracted to nerdy looking guys who wear glasses, are about avg build, and make corny jokes? This guy loves to rag on Americans and their S'mores, making me his perfect target. I dont mind, I love hearing the British accent.
Turns out he and my old roomie are close friends. She's getting hitched in about 2 months to my really good guy friend this year. H was going to come for the wedding and stay a little longer for some "travel" but his boss won't give him the time off. I was so bummed when he told me. Oh well, maybe in April I'll get to see him?
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Walking into Disaster
On a bright sunny day, I was getting ready to catch my flight out of Dallas to come back home. Since I had a rental car, I was going to drive myself back to the airport from my parents' house. My mom had another idea in mind. She told me she was on her way to a family baby shower that same day in Dallas so we could follow each other on the drive into the city, but she wanted to make a pit stop at a "friend's place." I should've been clued off as to shenanigans going on. Well, we stopped at the house and as soon as I walk in, there he is sitting and waiting for me. *awkward*
Some friends of mine from Dallas had come to visit my parents when I wasnt home. They had a guest in tow. He saw pictures of me in the house and I assume was taken with me. He had told his parents that he wanted a setup to meet me. Well, word got around that I was coming home for our holiday. Some lady had called my mom and they arranged a meeting for the day I was going to come back to Cali. So the guy knew we were meeting this day but the only one out of the loop was me. I walked right into disaster. To top it off, my mom didn't know what guy it was. She said the lady told her he saw my pictures at my house but it never occurred to her it was the same weird one that came with my friends. That day that they visited, my dad had his professional camera out to clean. This guy thought he'd come over and help put it away or clean it or something, and he broke my dad's camera. My dad was pissed. When my mom saw the guy as we walked in, she whispered to me, "that's the guy that broke your camera. None of us like him, so don't like him either."
Can you feel my eyes getting wide?
The guy came alone to his aunt's place, but his cousins were there checking me out and giggling in the kitchen. His aunt and uncle were obviously in unfamiliar territory. The guy just sat there gawking at me while I was trying to avoid eye contact. My mom, aunt, and little cousin were with me and they just sat there looking at my face to see if I was attracted to the guy... ya, as if anyone can read my face that easily.
Well, we ended up "going on a drive," and he drove us 15 miles out to a Starbucks. Wow, right? Well we walk in and sit down to have a chat. I dont remember anything this guy said beyond P90X. He was so hardcore about it. I told him I didnt do it but he seemed to want to recruit me or something. P90X this, P90X that. He is the P90X Guy.
Needless to say I rejected him. This was one year ago. I'm going back home for the festivities in a few more days and I'm praying another repeat of last year isn't in stow for me again this year.
This past May, I saw him again at my friend's wedding. He kept staring and smiling at me. I figured out who his mum was within 20 mins of reaching the wedding venue. She kept staring at me too. My mum in the meantime was busy trying to get me to meet 3 guys. One of whom turned out to be the P90X Guy's little brother!!! Heck no! One of the other guys I met that day turned out to have a girlfriend that his mom didnt know about already.
My world is very small and it keeps getting smaller. My dad swears he hates that guy for breaking his camera.
Some friends of mine from Dallas had come to visit my parents when I wasnt home. They had a guest in tow. He saw pictures of me in the house and I assume was taken with me. He had told his parents that he wanted a setup to meet me. Well, word got around that I was coming home for our holiday. Some lady had called my mom and they arranged a meeting for the day I was going to come back to Cali. So the guy knew we were meeting this day but the only one out of the loop was me. I walked right into disaster. To top it off, my mom didn't know what guy it was. She said the lady told her he saw my pictures at my house but it never occurred to her it was the same weird one that came with my friends. That day that they visited, my dad had his professional camera out to clean. This guy thought he'd come over and help put it away or clean it or something, and he broke my dad's camera. My dad was pissed. When my mom saw the guy as we walked in, she whispered to me, "that's the guy that broke your camera. None of us like him, so don't like him either."
Can you feel my eyes getting wide?
The guy came alone to his aunt's place, but his cousins were there checking me out and giggling in the kitchen. His aunt and uncle were obviously in unfamiliar territory. The guy just sat there gawking at me while I was trying to avoid eye contact. My mom, aunt, and little cousin were with me and they just sat there looking at my face to see if I was attracted to the guy... ya, as if anyone can read my face that easily.
Well, we ended up "going on a drive," and he drove us 15 miles out to a Starbucks. Wow, right? Well we walk in and sit down to have a chat. I dont remember anything this guy said beyond P90X. He was so hardcore about it. I told him I didnt do it but he seemed to want to recruit me or something. P90X this, P90X that. He is the P90X Guy.
Needless to say I rejected him. This was one year ago. I'm going back home for the festivities in a few more days and I'm praying another repeat of last year isn't in stow for me again this year.
This past May, I saw him again at my friend's wedding. He kept staring and smiling at me. I figured out who his mum was within 20 mins of reaching the wedding venue. She kept staring at me too. My mum in the meantime was busy trying to get me to meet 3 guys. One of whom turned out to be the P90X Guy's little brother!!! Heck no! One of the other guys I met that day turned out to have a girlfriend that his mom didnt know about already.
My world is very small and it keeps getting smaller. My dad swears he hates that guy for breaking his camera.
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