From the monthly archives: June 2006
Thanks to everyone who had a part to do with graduation, I had an awesome time, and I’m so excited about moving on in my life. Graduation itself was nice, luckily it didn’t rain, because the meterologists had said that it would thunder all throughout, but we decided that we were ok with a bit of rain, and held graduation outside.
The speeches were really nice, especially the one by our class president, who started his off as a mastercard commerical. Cap and gown: $30. Book fines: $82. Brand new school to graduate from: $295 million. Being the last class in the nation to graduate: Priceless. It made everyone smile, because it’s true, we were the last class to officially start our summer.
After graduation, when the graduates went to go get their diplomas, the guidance counsler handed me a piece of paper telling me to go to the main office, because she didn’t have my diploma. So I hiked across the school, to the front entrance, and the main office, to get a big envelope, which said that i graduated with academic honors, from the President.
Because of this, I didn’t know that everyone was looking for me, and waiting for me to come up the stairs so that I could take a picture. Luckily, I ran into Jijaji in the cafeteria, and was able to find everyone else. We took quite a few pictures, which will be up soon, and then headed back home. We then celebrated a bit, cut an ice cream cake, which was delicious (thanks mom), and I headed off to PGP, or our Post Graduation Party.
There, I had a lot of fun, I played some air hockey, got a caricature done, drove in Germany, and China as well, played pinball, got two tattoos, watched a few magic tricks, had a guy read my aura (he told me I would get married to a guy I met in my sophmore year of college, and open a meditation/yoga/healing center with him), won a pink purse, and a BIG duffel bag, and just had a really nice night with my graduating class. I actually ended up getting home at about 5 in the morning, so as I was going to sleep, the sun was rising. It was a really nice night, and a wonderful ending for a big part of my life, and a great way to greet the rest of my future.
We just wanted to say Happy 14th Birthday, and since you’re at camp, we hope you have a great day there, ’cause we think you’re a cool kid. 
With Love,
Dipti, Mom, & Dad
Hello all Medavoers,
I recently had to go to the Indian Consulate office in NY to renew my passport and also apply for 10 year visa to India for Parth. I did not wish to send my passport by the USPS mail so I decided to take the trip down to the city myself. The area around the consulate office is quiet and beautiful. I thought I was early when I reached the consulate office but guess what I was 65th in line for the passport and 60th in line for the visa application. (there were many more to come after me). One sad part about the consulate office is that there are hundreds of people applying everyday but there are just 2 small rooms to accomadate all of them with 90% of the people standing.
However I must say that the staff of the consulate office were one of the most courteous and helpful (inspite of the total number of people applying and the confusion with so many elderly people who were there alone, not being able to understand most of the paperwork). The security person directed people properly, never shouting. The people behind the desk accepting applications were sure to check everything (this reminded me of the indian people working in our dollar stores–they are so fast in the christmas season in taking customers as compared to the non-Indians who take things at their own pace) They however were also helpful in providing information on how to make the application better–for example she made sure that I entered priti’s name in the passport so that now i do not have to carry my marriage certificate at all times. I did not have 25 cents to make a copy of the marriage certificate, and she took it out from her desk and gave it to me. Overall they were always smiling (a contrasting experience when i went to get my green card at the hartford office when i first came to this country)
The most annoying thing was when I went to collect the passport and visa back in the evening. I collected my passport very easily and the lady even remembered me when i went to get my passport. however on the visa side the line was not moving. I stepped forward to find out and there was an Indian American (naturalized american citizen) who was holding the line. For some reason his visa was not ready yet, so the lady at the window was telling him to wait for a few minutes. she said that she would call his name when the visa would be ready. he wanted the receipt back with him. however the lady said that there were a few number of people whose visas were not ready and the receipts had their names on it so as soon as they came she would call for them. The receipts would help her identify them fast. However this gentleman for some reason was not ready to leave without the receipt. later i overheard him saying, i dont trust them, what if they loose my receipt.
This to me was so shocking, the country where you have been raised and have lived more years than being in this country–you dont trust those people.
Anyways above all the day was tiring, but rewarding as i was happy to see how India can be so productive and the best. The amount of work could be handled only by these people.
Jai Hind
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To our dearest children:
Aanke lagna divas ji khub khub vadhai. Happy Marriage Anniversary!
Lots Of Love From:
Mummy, Papa, Ritu
Aj aye Aashadhi Beej munje mani Kachchhi bhavareke nave varas jyu jiji jiji Vadhayu. Let us remember our Kachchhi qualities on this day. Khakhat, khant and Khamir. Paras will you explain the deep meaning of these priceless words? Let me write a two liner for my beloved Kachchh.
Kheri ,beri ane bavari, Hakada kandha ane bya kakh
Halo bhavar Kachchhde halo, jit Madu sava lakh.
Kachchhdo khele khalakme, ji mahasagar mein machchh
Jit jit hakado kachchhi vase ut diyadi kachchh.
Congratulations on your high school graduation! Wishing you much success in the future. May all your dreams and aspirations come true!
We Love You!
Good Luck and Best Wishes -
Priti, Jijaji & Parth
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Hello all,
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