Main talli ho gayi...

Hahaha... Listening to this song makes me feel so happy about the liberation that has occurred into our household.
From the days when women who drink were termed as whores/cheap to the days when women can liberally sing that they are talli... wah wah!

So finally someone felt that there is a dire need for a song like this in today's world, and decided to bestow us, women folk with the honour of making this song, and getting it sung by none other than Hard Kaur(I love this name totally.. Who would've thought that Hardeep Kaur would become Hard Kaur and go on to sing great songs like this! :))
And thanks a ton to the efforts of the never-tired-from-copying Annu Malik too... (Wonder if this song is copied too.. Waise.. I dont care if the music is copied.. I love the lyrics totally!)

Patiala peg lagake... wow.. so someone finally finally finally thought that women can take such big pegs, and dance like jhallis too... I love the way the lyricist thought and sympathized with us women, who have been neglected the pleasure of discussing our drunken escapades for ages..
And the dance... it soo totally is like someone who is actually drunk..

Now when I sing that song, I feel liberated.. I feel that my drinking has gained acceptance.. I feel I can now conquer the world by singing that song..

And now I can sing at the top of my voice - Main talli ho gayi.. without inviting frowns from the family, and also making friends smile! :)
I can now tell the antics I did in the drunken fervor.. and how funny they all were...
I can tell haq se that I never had a hangover and that I get sober in less than half an hour, howmuchever drunk I am.


So I think I can now document what all I did when I was drunk -

And now, I proclaim/announce how I felt when I have been the most drunk (I think!) - I was two Long Island Ice Tea's down, which is not much even for me, but since I wanted to be drunk, I had not tasted the drink, but literally gulped it down.
And then, this friend of mine, who has no idea that I drink, has to enter the pub. And I can see two of her in front of me. I rub my eyes, and I see her upside down. And then I run and hug her, and almost choke telling how long its been since I've seen her.
And then go on dancing like I've not sensed her presence at all! And then get okay in less than 15 mins and give her a diplomatic smile(She and I were never great friends, you see!)

Oh yes.. even if I am piss-dead-drunk, I will not leave my Monica-like-nature, and still insist on folding all the clothes on the bed, and washing my feet before getting onto the bed!

Then one day, I get drunk at home, eat the khichdi I cooked, and say the same lines over and over again for 15 full minutes. And guess what were the lines - No, I am not drunk!
The husband shot the whole episode, and my.. what a laugh we had over it!

There was this time when we were drinking in the lawn of the cottage we had booked in a resort.. and I suddenly got up and started running around the cottage... just keep running round and round, till I complete some even number of rounds around the house! (I never count odd, you see.. even if I am drunk!:))
And that doesnt end there.. I find that there was a small rockish thing there, with a tree adjacent to it.. and I climb the rock, sit on top of it, and insist that folks take my photograph! And then try to hang to the branch of the tree... which eventually I couldnt, because the branch was weak and I was pretty-hefty! :)

Oh well.. I can never forget this incident too.. I was down almost 11 assorted drinks, and what do I do the minute I come home?
Cook.. cook like a maniac, and cook so much that the whole mohalla could be fed for an entire week.
We had to eat this food for a full week, because I refused to throw it away!

And how can I forget the day I was 3 Long Islands down, but had to get sober in a jiffy because the husband was down 4 Long Islands, which he had apparently gulped! And then we proceed to have a full blown fight in front of a fighting couple in the parking lot of a reputed pub, this fight didnt end even after we ended up slapping each other! (The reason of the fight is so trivial that I shall be doomed if any of my friends ever know this!)
Oh.. this is unforgettable, because the husband promised the next day that he wouldnt ever drink hard liquor, and stick to his beers..

And the most recent episode being me and a friend openly marveling and ogling at all the Mercs, BMWs and Audis in the parking lot of Poison!
The tip of the iceberg was when I spotted a Porsche... Apparently words cannot describe how funny that whole incident was, best being my act on spotting that grey colored Porsche!! (Friends tell me this, and I also remember how I behaved when I spotted it.. C'mon.. not everyday do we get to see a Porsche :P)

I am sure there are few more of these.. which I have decided to document, thanks to my new-found liberation..
But I am sure I never tried to hump poles.. !!! :)

PS: Well.. Talli also reminds of something else.. something special, which was shared by a few girls, including me... Sigh!

Boom..

I was just thinking... I have not been any more happier in recent times, and all because of this thing that I want to call my son, and know fully well that I cant.
Well, he is my foster son - a dog, and I love him so much that my heart cringes in pain everytime I think of the time I will have to let him go to his real Mom, who apparently loves him much more than I do. So I dont even stand a chance there.
And this guy knows exactly how to play yo-yo with our feelings. One instant he makes us feel that we should never ever have dogs, because when they leave you, you will be left pining forever.
Another instant, we think there could be nothing better in our lives than to get a little fur ball and care for him and see him grow. Who wouldnt want an investment which would give returns for the rest of the life!

And then, this guy knows how to exactly irk me off, and also make me say 'Aww...' One perfect mindreader that he is, he is giving me a great ego massage by following me all over the house, yet listening and obeying my orders.
One instant he behaves like a grown up, another instant he reminds me that he is still a baby, who is lonely and has a volcano of energy inside him waiting to erupt everyday!

Thinking about it makes me all smiley, the thought of what an animal can do to your emotions and how this one especially awoke the maternal feelings in me that I thought I never had!
So, I am a woman after all! :)
*Sigh*

PS: The title is the name by which I call this baby... his real name is little longer than those four letters, and much much better!
I would've posted photos of this guy, had it not been for the fact that he is not my own! :(