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"Nothing is original , everything is sauced from something else. There is always a reference point." Said Emraan Hashmi , an actor , notorious for his obscene movies . But hey , if you get to pick a good thing , the source may be from anywhere. If you had topographical ly located diamonds , you get to know there's a dump yard on the surface ,you get the crane in no time , clean , dig , get your diamonds.sa e is the case , search for the positive , trash the negative aspects.
So , back to the title , I sauced it from a mommy of some toddlers who put her frustration on her blog about how disorganised her life is after childbirth. I've added my spices to it to make it "an edible saucy spiced up recipe". That is the basic idea of the blog derived from a good English woman's blog.
Most of the time my life is a " beautiful mess." Despite my best efforts, it is crazy, chaotic and absolutely unorganized. Attending parties since my late teenage has turned just way too stressful, and I try to present myself perfectly neat , it was a bit easier in the initial stages of my college . Currently, at this stage in life is impossible and overwhelming because my books ganged up on me, and my life and time are no longer my own. I sit think over it ,a week in advance ( party ) . I virtually scan my cupboard , imagine my self wearing a particular dress .
There are certain parameters to be kept in mind before you wear a dress like your current figure , your complexion , the tan , the skin break outs , pimples , dark circle , hairfall etc. If you are a girl there is yet another thing haunting you! Repeating dresses, you can't wear the same dress to different parties hosted by the same host or which has the same guest list.
It's not like I don't like going to parties . I find people being really sweet to me specially that young age <where I heard my grandpa say " jawani mein toh bhais bhi achi lagti hai">, my professional course and what not . Okay, not sounding mean , they are sweet, and fun to hang out with. But let me give it to you straight. If I have to get ready to please your eyes for hours before i come over… I can’t be a party animal. I just can’t.
People say its quick , a matter of time to look good if you have got the art . I keep a see saw like agreement to this , sometimes agree totally with them , sometimes retort strongly.
If you want to meet me , I'd love to . But i won’t pretend that I have it all . Eye candy nature , the intelligence , the art , the attitude . Then I ain't the hands on person.I believe real, authentic relationships are more important than an organised apparel.Someday those clothes will be organized , but they can't be so all the time. There will be many other priorities on call . If my apparel prevents me from meeting you up , then you befriended with my clothing and not me in personal. I better wrap that dress and send it to your place by courier service.
So, if you can push aside the piles of clothes that need to be folded, sit down with me among my chaos, with a hot cup of coffee. Then things can be great and real rather than fake and baseless.
On the flip side, if you are running helter-skelter like a mad woman before the meeting ,then stop doing that! You don't really have to do it. I don't prefer looks over warmth . In process of making the innumerable facades, the women today make, there is loss of originality , they are either very sarcastic , out of place or totally plastic.You don’t have to try to impress me, I know you are a good wife, a great mom, and an amazing housekeeper. Besides the messy hair on your face make me feel at home.
The problem is every time we go to visit people they dress up and so we only see other peoples homes when they are dressed , clean and tidy – which makes us feel like we are the messy ones and we need to dress up to see the visitors and receive them as well .
Enjoy and let enjoy!
