When you start using pens, pencils seem better!

Haven’t you all noticed that when you now pick up the pencil of a young cousin and scribble something, the writing being produced is beautifully legible??

When you taste the new chocolates in the market, don’t you miss the taste of Nestle chocolate that you can no longer find on the stands?

Haven’t you felt that being a pillion was so much more comfortable that being the rider 24 * 7 and straining your back?

(Clicked while on our way to Bodhgaya)

Yes, we all have felt these pangs from within sometime or the else. Basically, as they say that “grass on the other side is always greener” and “you understand the value of things only with time”, you do realize the goodness of things and people when you’ve moved ahead, and gone so far that there isn’t even any scope to look back.

The games I played on Windows 95, or the togetherness of travelling as a family on our Kinetic or even the way I used to be so regular and neat during the school days seems to have gone with the wind. A few days back I became so nostalgic while covering the books of my cousins, that I’ve promised to myself that if I don’t have any job, I’m surely going to cover children’s books for free..(He He).

Dilemma all the way.... Experience Vs. experimentation

Why is it that only when you have all the knowledge that you don’t need to make any major decisions and when you are raw and just so much of clay still, do you have to take great decisions like that of your career, your life etc etc....Experience or experimentation is the essence of life is still unknown to me... I do feel at times that when we were small, it used to such a happy moment to see your friend wearing something new or distinctive, anyhow these days when you find extremely prim, proper and polished individuals, you’re rather jealous of either them flaunting their what we call “so-called attitude”!

I guess it runs in every generation to cling on to their ways or beliefs. You never like the past or the future ones and there arises the “Gen Gap”!

You move on and things change...

Anyhow, guess things happen for the best only! The later games made my reflexes go berserk in seconds, the new ways of commuting and meeting people after months is also bliss and so has the irregularity in my life become adorable. There was a time when I was totally independent ( with regards to no dependence on cellphone, computer, personal vehicle, money.........to infinity), but today I’m crutched with the inevitable things which I doubt even any strong willed person could do away with....You better be a Saint to refrain from all these....

The Balancing Act!

I guess I’m writing this post as all the good times of life are flashing as I am just about to step out of my teens and become a more grown, a supposedly matured ( I’m still a kid guys) and understanding individual.

Hope He endows me with the strength to actually pick up the best from the past and give the best to the future by being the best in the present!

Keep Thinking...Give me answers if you can...!!!

Bhaage re mann kahin....Pehli Baarish!

Hello all......It’s been ages that I’ve jotted down something and I’m so sorry for the uncalled for break in my writing routine....The writer in me was sleeping for some reason and it was hard to find the driving force that propelled me to write .....I’m back though to trouble you with my troubled thoughts and not so troubled life’s trivia...

This is just a small incident that happened when I was on my building’s terrace – the place I love the most at this given moment. It faces an open land with only trees and no construction and I’ve this place where I sit for hours....on the steps that lead to the engineered (new word in my lexicon..) portion of the water tank. This throne faces the jittering cityscape and you actually feel like you’re ruling the city.

I generally sit there with a bottle of chilled water, a few papers and coloured pens, my iPod and my cell. All this to create the mood and prove to myself that I’ve a philosopher streak in me as I always think way too much than necessary...As I started listening to those fixed 7-8 songs out of the thousands on my iPod, I wondered about the movie I’d just seen a few minutes before...The Illusionist(I loved it!). It was about illusions and illusions and more illusions...Anyhow, coming to my story – as it would happen in Hindi movies.......it was around 6.00pm and there came a windy storm and it started raining cats and dogs! Wow.....it was the “Pehli Baarish”....when your heart is expected to go Hmmmmmmmmm...................

The wind current was so strong that I felt like I should go dancing with my arms wide open. It was the perfect scene – heavy rains, kids playing footy in ‘keechad’(wet earth) and me alone there. Anyway, I had to get back home..Mom calling out and all that...You know it people!

Anyhow, I made some popcorn and sat by the windowsill to enjoy the beautiful scene....Let just my pictures speak this time....I love rains!

That's the view from my room!

My Balcony!

Crowd collecting!

Garden Beauty...!

Gosh...I wrote this shit..Ha Ha...Happiness Mantra

Staying happy is the key mantra to decipher the biggest mystery called “LIFE”!

It doesn’t take much!

A kilogram of smile, a fresh emotion and the will to stay happy can be called the pillars of sustenance in this nerve wrecking and the so called ‘busy world’ of ours. Jimmy doesn’t have time to hug his mother, nor does Nina know how to greet her elders. This super fast world has not left an iota of space for mediocrity and you’ve got to prove your wits in any arena you step. Put the word ‘value’ in front of a teen and pat will come the answer – “You talking about the face value or the monetary value?” This is exactly where we all stand. Somewhere in the run to make our pockets heavy and own the Mercedes, we’ve forgotten to smile, to joke, to laugh and to enjoy the small joys of life.

Wish the meaning and true essence of happiness could be explained in the books and the people could understand the importance of staying alive at one’s heart. The world seems to be overloaded with drudgery, sadness and melancholy that seem to prevail incessantly in all walks of one’s life. Adjustments have become a thing of the past and it’s all about forcing your way through everything, to get success by hook or crook as they say it. Who has the time to look back once at his family and children while leaving for work, who has the time to call on someone just to share a little gossip or more so, who has the time to look at a stranger and give him a pleasing smile.

The world has grown to be everything about “I, Me and Myself!” All want to outperform their capacity to carve out a niche for themselves in this highly competitive and ruthless world.

What to do?

Happiness can be derived from the smallest things of life. It can be the contentment of solving a problem or the emotion of helping someone, making a great card for your dad or gifting yourself your favorite perfume. Self awareness can also expedite the complete process to a great extent. If one has the discretionary ability to judge what’s right and what’s wrong for oneself, one would never have to frown.

“Wishing for more is excellent, but craving for the same is equivalent to a sin. “....

Radz-The Philosopher

Being in your self decided boundaries is a must if you wish to stay happy. Always try choosing a career that involves your interest. Aptitude should be given a backseat at this time as interest can breed aptitude, but the vice versa is not quite true. Try involving yourself in activities that make you smile. It could anything from exercising at the gym, spending time with apartment children, drawing, surfing the net or talking to your best pal. Take out certain time of the day to read through your favorite book or put up your best make-up. Meet up regularly with your friends or spend a night under the stars with your loved ones. Experiment with as many things possible as it will open newer doors and it’ll undoubtedly help you explore the inner instincts of creativity.

Just shut your mind and heart to the false that is prevalent in the world and create a world of your own that is practical and in which you always remain smiling. Do not postpone tasks and hence, this doing will help you recover from any problem much faster. Never sleep with a doubt in your mind and always plan out things and try working the plan out.

Happiness is the world and this world is yours! Keep Smiling!

MY KINDA GUY...

As they say that the world is round, I again come back to talking about love, life and MY MAN! The other day I was just scanning all the old photographs and saw my dad all fresh and with the “all-set” attitude. (For Pappa -My fetish for army men doesn’t seem to die anyway!)

Now generally, all my close friends know what I want my guy to be like! To tell the rest, let me acquaint you with ‘MY KINDA GUY’! It’s going to be slightly confusing, but I hope I can get it all across rightly...I would hate to go ‘Guy Hunting’ and would really adore if he just happens to me...

First and foremost, he should be a man who’s sensitive at times to understand I’m a woman and who’s man enough to tell me at times that, “Look woman, you’re a woman!

This fellow needs to be one who can stand by me even after all the moody tantrums I tend to throw every now and (‘nautanki’ company as I’m called) then make up for all those crocodile tears of mine. See all the adjustment s**t I wouldn’t like to quote because I would love to have a guy who likes to fight and come to a consensus. I don’t believe too much in the ‘funda’ of ‘CHANGE’ also. You should really live together to understand how different someone can be and how you can survive with that totally different being! The fellow should be adventurous at heart and should be up to something or the else at every second...! I like cunning and witty people who can give it back in all the glory compensating for what you gave them in the first place....

Okay my mom’s grinning behind....She knows her daughter has just lost it...

I don’t like pretentious people. Someone down to earth and straightforward is sure to make me go weak in my knees. The man in my life should be a mess when it comes to children. I feel that any man should just know what the “INDIAN SOCIETY” expects him to know and nothing more. The fellow should be one who just wishes to go for long rides at any time of the day and should be anti-PDA....ha ha...This is a major pre-requisite!

Rest, I don’t think I’m asking for more......I want someone nice....someone with whom I would feel at home ......God bless me and my fantasies!

The Butterflies of Life...

I’d actually started scripting a book on this topic, but then somewhere 20 pages down, I realised that I should just write a blogpost and close the talk forever and ever! ....

Part – 1

Are good people butterflies or am I one?

Bright sun overhead, gentle breeze caressing my face, swaying trees, chirping birds, open grasslands with small water bodies, some mountains with schism like deep valleys, slight drizzle and a bright rainbow – That’s the Garden of my Life!

Oh! Guess I forgot one thing – BUTTERFLIES!

These butterflies are the most important part of my garden. Some are bright and colourful and light up my face when they come close...Others are in shades of white and black and hang around me like moronic miniatures. So subtly, all the butterflies move around in my life’s garden and add maximum possible shades and hues to it!

My garden has a crore butterflies and I’m the only alive person in there!

There is no concept of time that binds me with its fetters and chains down my complete schedule. All my time(I don’t know what to call it-maybe LIFE) is spent observing and interacting with these butterflies. They’ve mattered to me more than anything else in my life. My Ma & Pa are two permanent colourful fixtures of my garden!

Others are friends, relatives, acquaintances and rest of the world! There are some magnificent butterflies whose wings are painted with perfect finesse. They enter your life as angels – I mean angel butterflies! They have a prominent halo stuck on their head and their constant positive vibe radiation affirms you with all the surety you’ve ever expected....

They enter your life with a promise to stick on till the end, and as life goes on, they start changing their colours...Oh God.!

To be continued ...

The best I could ever feel...

This girl was such a whiff of happiness in my life....a very beautiful chapter that seems to be lost in wilderness....! I still adore her dearly.....

This beautiful hand-made card of this then 17 yr old had me in tears...It was a card meant for August 3, 2008(Friendship's Day)....Trust me..I've met gems through the course of my life! The glitter used in this card, still lights up my life with all the shimmer!
Next page...Next world...
Pg 4. - The most beautiful she could make.....those not so straight lines I assume are deliberate efforts from her side to tell me that she loves me the most innocent way possible!

If I could even pay back an iota of what happiness she's lent me with this card, I would be the first one to extend my hand....I read it every day and feel so beautiful....We've not spoken like before since Sept 2008 and I miss her from the bottom of my heart....God bless you for being so special!

My treasured follower

The blog that was once quiet and calm
Suddenly came to the fore with its ultimate charm
I had a follower to make my day
A sarcastic taunt directed the way...

Slow and steady, the realizations dawned
I knew for sure it was an ultra special bond
Someone unknown was stalking my blog
I knew ahead lay more of a slog...

Witty taunts, downright comments were ruling the roost
This 183 centimeters fellow from Bangalore acted to be a real boost
He was keen to read every word of mine
Without being paid a single penny for sparing his time...

Men are these inert species who aren’t expected to react
But this man by chance knew the trick and the tact
He spoke of beauty through math’s and art
Delighted me, even after him being an engineer at heart...

He’s one heck of a techno geek
And without any doubt a total star trek freak
He writes once in a blue moon
His comments in the day keep me thinking till noon...

As if to comment on the blogs of this LEO....
God had sent this one and only NEO!

Sorry Neo for such a poor piece of literature but I wanted to pen down something like poetry for YOU.....Take Care....hope I’ve left smiles behind..!!!

It's a SHE...

God once dropped a big box on Earth and I found it....I opened it....Whatever inside is a secret no more!

It’s been little over eighteen years that I’ve been breathing the now polluted air and the evil society has crippled my thoughts to a quite an extent. Anyway, it’s also shown mercy in the best way it could and here I am writing about it! Mesmerized by this packaging, I tried to open the gift God had dropped for me when I was a ‘chinna thambi’(Small soldier)! To my surprise, it was something like me....someone like me....! Slightly bigger in size(then...She's "hot" now), this mademoiselle was a fair one, with bluish grey eyes and a face and body that spelt certain amount of conviction and poise. Oh...I didn’t tell you when was this right? She knows me since I was 1 day old and I know her exactly from the time she was 1 year 7 months and 29 days old if I’ve got my Math’s right! Ha ha...

The story moves on! As Hindi movies show one real fact, we grew up feeding on each other’s support and friendship! We were not there to sit beside each other when we shed tears or maybe we didn’t share a laugh in person, but some kind of force always kept us bound to each other. A call from her end and my day was made and being Army brats, we could not do much but learn the ‘Art of Separation’! I cannot remember fighting with this female ever! It was quite a picture perfect, rather Bollywood perfect friendship that never saw any downs throughout its course!

I don’t believe in the concept of best friends and but obviously, she wasn’t a friend! She was much beyond that! Someone I knew who was always there for me even when I was wrong, when I was right, when I was in doubt, when I was sad, when I was bad, when I was happy – basically when I was experiencing life! Cells multiplied and we became young and smart women! (If I may have the pleasure of calling ourselves this...LOLZ!) We never saw each other’s face staying in the same city for months and as tables would turn, we had a tiny bump awaiting that hindered our smooth sailing(Lolz...how on earth can a tiny bump be an impediment for the sail boat?...ha ha!)Anyway! The situation was the culprit! As she was a God-sent angel, he’d given us the power to be in telepathic conversation with each other! Many would like to call it “space”, but we just gave each other our share of time to ponder, reconcile and get back! It was a miraculous beginning for the both of us. Stronger than ever before...Just imagine...! The bond that we share (then and even now) doesn’t have a definition in the dictionary...It’s just been in our hearts! You’d know if you’ve a gift like her....!

My Wish: For girls, may you find her in a friend, and for guys, may you find a woman like her.....!

I’m blessed to have known a being like her....She’s not close to perfection, perfection is close to her....You know I love you....(with due respect to my straight orientation...LOLZ)


Love you lady......!

P.S.- Take into serious consideration my MS Paint prowess....Hahahahaha!

What life holds..Thy do not know...

All I can hear is the song Alvida from movie Dasvidaniya and feel quite shattered for whatever reasons today…..Just wish to put across my thoughts with the help of this song…..Just stay around somewhere…A humble request if I can make to whoever reads it…

Para 1:

Jag Soona Soona Thehra Thehra Sa

Radz: {{Paused into oblivion! I don’t like any life around me which I loved, I don’t feel like being myself, just unchain me..Sinking}}

Mera Sapna Apna Gehra Gehra Sa

Radz: {{Dreams always don’t find destiny. They’re still beautiful in their own way. They teach you the art of dreaming for the coming times}}

Jag Soona Soona Thehra Thehra Sa,

Mera Sapna Apna Gehra Gehra Sa * 2

Para 2:
Saare Shahher Ki Jagmag Ke Bhitar Hai Andhera..

Radz: {{The cityscape seems to be staring at you with blinking lights just to make you aware that you have no light of your own and you aren’t able to see yourself in the mirror only because the other light in your life is quite missing.}}

Har Muskaan Ke Peeche Chhupa Hua Gam Ka Chehra

Radz:{{This is quite true for me I suppose! Behind the smile that I flash by default, many tears endure their way down my cheeks. At times, it is so uncontrollable, that I do not even know that I am crying till someone else tells me!}}

Yahi Hai Sach To Har Pal Ko Jeelu Main Jee Bhar Ke

Radz:{{Even after all that happens, you accept and make the most out of what is remaining. The reality of moment is so unacceptable that you go into a cocoon as if you’re never going to return}}

Aur Has Has Ke Ye Keh Du Dukho Ke Patthar Se..

Radz:{{Bidding adieu to something that has gone is always a better option and to brave something grave with smiles is so much the Radz spirit}}

Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...

Para 3:

Koi Waqt Ke Aage Haara Haara Sa..

Radz:{{I like to run against time, but finally it declares its victory! You don’t know what to do and what not to do and time hurts and then time itself heals......You weirdo time}}

Koi Pyaar Mein Phirta Maara Maara Sa..

Radz:{{This is too clichéd to explain…my emotions are slightly beyond commenting on this one}}

Para 4:

Dil Ke Rishto Mein Kyun Dard Hamesha Milta Hai

Radz:{{This is so true, exceptions being my Ma and Pa! Declaring my weakness would not be considered to be a good trait of a self-proclaimed writer, but yes I do involve heart more than my mind in any kind of emotional dealing! It’s quite sad!}}

Aur Kyun Kaaton Par Hi Phool Sukho Ka Khilta Hai

Radz:{{The thorn bed of life is the place where you are bound to meet the most genuine hearts in this world. There is always bliss where you expect it to be the least. The most untouched corner of your life comes alive and tells you that you’re treasured…}}

Yahi Hai Sach To Main Is Sach Ko Hi Apnaaungaa..

Radz:{{ Once an optimist, always an optimist}}

Mar Bhi Jaaungaa To Main Pyaar Amar Kar Jaaungaa..

Radz: {{Cannot really comment on this, but yes I do believe if love and life live in coalition, there cannot be a better state of living}}

Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...Alvida...

Para 6:

Zindagi Naa Mil Ajnabi Banke

Zindagi Naa Mil Ajnabi Banke

Bandagi Shaamil Har Duaa Ban Ke

Bandagi Shaamil Har Duaa Ban Ke

Radz:{{It’s better to expect the unexpected as Roadies puts it across! The next two lines don’t apply to me…Follow this....}}

No Alvida for me……Kyunki picture abhi baaki hai mere dost…! Ha ha….Fine…I know I am filmy!

Variety is the spice of life...

Let me just get you a closer look at my girlie things......girlie things of a tomboy you can say!

1. Oil I do not use! You know how moms’ are so excited to give you a head massage? Just for the racks here!

2. Fragrances:

If you are a signature fragrance lover and do not like to pamper your moodiness with various tastes, skip this pointer!

Scents: Adidas (White)[Handy in Purse], Kenneth Cole[My favourite], Archies Galz[Casual Mood]!
{LaCoste pour femme [Dating Essentials] unfortunately is missing at the moment! I so got over....Ha ha}
Deo demons: Adidas(Pink)[Not my kinds...], Adidas(Pure Energy-Unisex)[Love it], Nike Woman(eXtreme & Fission)[You sure can make a statement with these], Charlie(Urban Energy)[7/10], Playboy Woman(Pink)[The name's so much of a turn on-Ha ha], Esprit Collection Woman[Weird presence], Azzaro Chrome[hot favourite sometimes]...

The cheap duplicate of Tommy Girl serves as my handkerchief perfume most of the times....(For all reading - Do not gift unknown fragrances and even if you do, please keep it original for His sake!)

3. Cosmetics:

Like to play with colored eye pencils.... (Chambor rocks)...Kohl Pencil by Lakme and Lip Glosses by Street Wear and Revlon! Nail polishes are few as I just know how to use a nail-cutter to trim my nails short (Lol!)! Daily moisturizers are Lakme(Strawberry creme) and Garnier. Have some nice eye-shadow sets if someone is ready to teach me the application.....Ha ha....I'm so not a dainty darling and I so hate beauty parlours and beauty therapies!

4. Junk Jewellery:

The humongous (If I may call it!) collection of my junk jewellery must've exceeded around 250 earrings that range from Rs.20 - Rs. 650. I do not know how to keep them organized but I love to collect. Some latest additions are of tribal jewellery and bracelets that I've just started wearing practically for no rhyme or reason. Since the time I've become a trainer, I like to DECORATE myself with additional trinkets. Anyhow, rings and earrings were my favourite and will always be the ones closest to my heart!

5. Silver Jewellery

Something I die for! I've many sterling silver rings with stones, some toe rings, anklets, earrings, stone studded bracelets & silver neck pieces. Gift me silver, and I so get a kick out of it! I told Mamma if she could fill my bridal trousseau with just silver jewellery and nothing else..... (You know what she said....Don't you...SHUT UP RADHU!)

6. Latest diamond addition!

My dad gifted me a diamond ring on January 1st, 2009. Something that will remain dear to me throughout my life! One of the cutest gifts I've got from 'Him'(My dadda) of all!

I DO NOT use powder! Hate it for some reason. If I've got to use for some darn reason, it's always Johnson's Baby Powder! Rose water is something nice when you need to sooth your eyes after writing such weird blogs at 12midnight. Some clutcher clips and head bands are saviours!

Rest in the left corner is a finger puppet, I and one of my closest friends'(Atula) made in 7th Grade, my glittery signature and cute smiley stickers! Next up there would be my photos!

Even after all that cluttering up, I still find a 1 day frail, wrinkled, skinny baby the most beautiful being in the world sans any fake coloring, with decorations like a button nose, tiny hands(literally 1/7th of mine] and a body that fits perfectly in one cuddle.....Muah me...!

Train Journeys last year!

I’ve loved travelling by trains from the core of my heart. I love the way they let you fight with others to place your luggage, the way the reading light extension bangs against your head each time you move, the way you’ve to climb Mount Everest to reach the upper berth, the way some loudmouths talk, the way the washrooms stink, the way the blankets are in awful condition, the way the stale food makes way to your tummy….whoops….Have I sounded sarcastic….???

In a serious vein though, the train journey fun is incomparable. You play cards on the small square table, you keep munching whatever you see, you need not switch off your cells, you can read till dawn, parents are generally in a great mood while travelling and most of all, there’s so much life packed in such a small space…..perfect example of “PEACEFUL?” co-existence!

Journey Begins…

No.1 – Pune – Patna

Ha ha ha….The eventful train journey began with bang. The people(Husband and wife) sitting next to us were the “Know-it-all” kinds. Their guru ‘gyan’ started from work, armed forces, pay scales, recession, stock market to marriages, relations, flirting, education, family planning to etc etc etc! With one word uttered by their young one(4 years old probably), the mother would scream saying, “Aye, kitna baat karti hai?”(Aye, How much do you talk?). I pitied the plight of that bacchu(kid)! I’d have been a juvenile jail had my Ma done that…ha ha(Just Joking Ma)! Each word they spoke was clichéd and but obviously, no one tried to see things beyond the obvious…For once, Radz maintained “PIN-DROP SILENCE”.

No.2 – Patna -Delhi

This one was even better. One mother with two little darling daughters! Haughty in head, this female was trying to be a little too self-reliant. The younger kid was seriously down with cold and cough and that was the background music throughout the journey. The train was running three hours behind schedule, owing to a broken fishplate on one of the tracks! This lady had to catch a connecting flight to Shrinagar and her forecast said that she’s going to miss it….Hell! This female spoke the whole night to her husband and others in Delhi to co-ordinate things assuming that she’s already missed the flight. Whole night - “phone ring, jabbering, coughing”…and more, and more of it! I know I sound drastically evil with this one, but it was maddening! Sympathizing with her would be easy, but only first hand experience would tell you what it was like! She was repeating the same darn thing a million times on the phone! God knows how much balance and battery that phone had? Ha ha! Ms. J that I am!

No.3 – Delhi-Patna

This one was the best! THE BEST! A newly-wed couple! I assume as she was wearing the typical Punjabi ‘chudaa’(Traditional Bangles newly weds need to wear). Flashing fluorescent yellow saree with sequin work was the lady’s drape. This time dad and mom were sitting on one side with me occupying the opposite window seat. This couple had to get cozy on the berth where Ma & Pa were sitting. Ha ha ha! (It sure didn’t remind them of their Honeymoon!) That equals to 2 + 2 = 4 people sitting on one berth! Rajdhaani was fun as there is some edible time pass coming your way every moment! The train honeymoon started. This couple was out of the way bold for an “ANTI-PDA(Public Display of Affection) person like me. All the mushy exchanges, lovey-dovey expressions, “Can I touch you there”…(Michael Bolton if I’m not wrong) types was the scene. Mamma and Pappa were just laughing it off sharing some intellectual jokes of their sorts and I just sat imagining so much! You know what right? Ha ha. You see the same all around, but ya, you can take your eyes off limiting yourself from certain distracting visuals…ha ha! But here, it was just so impossible! Idiots! Limit of showing that desperation is at its pinnacle and that overflowing love will just pour out if you don’t cuddle up and do all that they were doing. I would’ve puked! Isn’t there anything royal about being romantic? Ha ha…Rest is upto you people to imagine now….The only respite for me was that these two slept on different berths….LMAO….otherwise you know what! - “Ding Dong….(I love Hum Tum!)

No.4 – Patna – Pune

These days I realized that people don’t like to mingle with each other in trains. I’m this person who always seeks some kind of cultural exchanges but the droopy response is just too disheartening. There was this one family in the compartment - (Wife, 2 daughters and mother-in-law). The daughters were spoilt brats and blabbered in their squeaky and shrill tones non-stop! God pardon me for mocking at things but I’m too helpless! The mother-in-law was suffering from Diabetes so do you get it guys? She made the whole compartment her “OFFICIAL FART ZONE”! Now you know how it was!………Smelly!

Trust me, she’d make the perfect farting DJ in this world…no more on this one…….laughs laughs laughs!