Coffee is not just a drink, its a way of life for me. Thus the quote in the photo. I’m not a regular drinker, though I love my coffee. And Won’t Tread it for anything not even a chocolate now. that should say, how much I started loving coffee.

Anyway the title of the post is what happened to me. The other day I was at my favorite coffee shop, and the new waiter came to take the order. I ordered my usual, the “cappuccino”. And he asked me back, “kepucheeno, right?” And that even in a tone, that would so innocently imply that I was the one who was spelling it wrong. lol. I smiled and nodded my head, why making a fuss, whats in the name anyway, right?

Anyway, apart form the above other Great but unusual Coffee Quotes :

• “Men should be like coffee, hot sweet and strong”
• “If I asked for a cup of coffee, someone would search for the double meaning.”
• “Behind every successful woman is a substantial amount of coffee”
• “Coffee should be black as Hell, strong as death, and sweet as love”
• “Coffee and love are best when they are hot”
• “A cup of coffee commits one to forty years of friendship.”
• “Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.”
• “Science may never come up with a better office communication system than the coffee break.”

New camera has done this to me!
The camera is less than 10 days old, yet it has reached frame count of 2000 already.
but well, that could also be credited to the trip to my native rajkot and porbandar for ceremonies.
Anyhow, I have acquired my flickr pro account back, and so am back to putting photos for my portfolio.

here are a few thumbnails of the pics I have recently uploaded..

25. Silver Jubilee.
What changes? A lot of things, and actually nothing.
Although I have received less birthday wishes this year, I think the forums and websites that I have registered in, has sent me enough wishes to fill up the void. take a look.

Anyway, Last night, for the first time ever, I was not really expecting a JINGBANG about midnight surprise party and cake and all. Not that it doesn’t happen and all. My younger sister Aagna, the biggest culprit in all plans, always make sure I have my birthday party at midnight every single year. I’m sure she knows how much it really means to me. I mean, there was a funny incident few years back that I just remembered, along the same lines.

Its was my birthday, and a night before, I was absolutely angry, sad and frustrated. Well, it was a usual deal, due to my temperament and nature back then. And That time, I was not in mood for cake/candle etc. So a day before I had warned my sister strictly that I do not want a cake, or candle or anything this year around! And I also made it pretty obvious how serious I was when I told her that. She promised nothing like that would happen. With a sigh of relief, I had gone to my favorite place in the house just before midnight. I actually thought I wanted to be left alone. But you gotta trust my little sister, she is a smart ass, capricon btw, so she did came upstairs, with my surprise birthday cake and candle. just that cake was not cake, and candle was not candle.

She used a 500 grams bar of vanilla icecream, used chocolate syrup to write “Happy Birthday Sis” on it, and then had a small diya along with the icecream bar. then she came to me as i was sitting on the terrace, sulking. she told me she didn’t break the rules as she didn’t bring cake or candle and then I had the most irritated yet happy smile on my face. She did know how much it meant to me.

Well, in fact last night as well, she did it. This time the partners in crime were elder sister and my brother in law.

They arranged for cake and to my surprise, also a nice small “Teddy” candle. Well, i am sure joy is happy when he reads this.

And so celebrated yet again. With my loved ones near and dear. Missed a few people who I wished to be there, but then again, such is life.

Now, don’t I look like the one about to kill, rather than cut a cake ?

This was taken in 1993. When I was 10. And I am the one hiding behind, was a terrible camera shy. But the one next to me, she is my best friend. The one who is in Australia right now. happily married.

Love you Jilu.

This is cheers to all the years. it will be 15 years now, you know.

Memories. Of old times. The times those are gone.
The times those are not there anymore.
But the times which you fondly remember.
Well, social networking, if it has done nothing else, it has at least made a world a bit smaller place.

And it’s not bad, not always.

I mean, I could never imagine being in touch with my old college friends, after I left college and lost touch. It sounded almost insane to be able to find those few people in billions of people in India. And trust me, I know they would be all scattered all over the place. And now it’d been 7 yrs. And I had almost lost hopes.

But then some days before, an old friend found me out.
And then it began. The chain of events. Of finding more friends in chain. Finding more details, calling up people, meeting people, and more or less getting back in touch. At just a click of a button.

Something that made me happy.

Now there is a lot to catch up, lot to know, lot to say, and lot to share.
Even though orkut was a medium, now I am back in touch real time.

And it couldn’t have happened otherwise.
Credit goes to this wide web.

Well, on a lighter note, now this is what I call six degrees of separation.
That every one on earth, are connected through a chain of six friends, who are on orkut.
Lol.