My Ramblings...

Night Stop

2007-03-02T21:29:00.000+05:30

My first night stop and I was (naturally) petrified. Sigh! But there was no going round about it so just had to deal and get on with life. What made it worse? There was this colleague of mine who felt I had an attitude problem as I was not humored by his jokes in one of our flights. He said so to a pal of mine and the news reached me…four days with this person…oh great but what the heck you have to work and you wont get ur best pals on all your flights.

I had a nice time (surprisingly), went out shopping and sight seeing and this person who felt I had an attitude problem, doesn’t think so anymore. Now he calls me a “baccha” meaning “kid”, I guess we kinda broke the ice and got along (but I don’t like being called a kid, especially by him).

When flying back from Dubai (that’s where I had been to) a passenger asked me why I was flying for this particular airline…he felt I had “potential” and should opt for a better airline. While I did defend the honour of my airline, I did agree (secretly) with his opinion about the image of my airline. He told me to shift ASAP coz he felt I was being wasted here. Oh well…this profession is just a passing phase…let’s see what the future holds in store for me.

I managed to bonk my head in the aircraft while working in the galley. I was sporting a swollen forehead and not to mention the pain. They have started giving us international flights and now it’s going to be really hectic.

Introduction please!!

2007-02-15T20:47:00.000+05:30

Oh just go jump in a well and stay there why don’t you!!!! Wish I could say that and get away with it. Since we are relatively new; wait scratch that they call us babies out here, one has to introduce oneself morning, noon and night. Good Evening Sir/Ma’am I am XYZ. It does not matter you see them at the crew lounge, staircase, transport section even in the medical dept for crying out loud.The worst is when after done introducing yourself, they ask your whole bio data and by the time you are done repeating it to like five different people you just feel taking a print out and hanging it around your neck.

The most irritating question being: “Do you have a boy friend??” (since when did that fit into "tell me something abt yourself??") Ya, well I have loads can’t really count them on my fingers you know!! Dumb nutcases!! If you say no, they go like you don’t? How come?? Jeez!!! And if you say yes, they want to know all about him. Like I am telling you!!

But this whole introduce yourself is really getting on my nerves, its almost like I have mugged it all up now and it comes out real quick all readymade answers. I feel like a parrot sometimes…saying the same thing over n over n over.

I am off for two days…yay!!! Finally some sleep will come my way. :D

Nice n Quiet

2007-02-02T22:17:00.000+05:30

Its cold and you are wondering why you are awake when the whole world is asleep…you walk up those steps and you see more people; you push your shoulders back and enter the room preparing yourself mentally and physically . Soon you are on your way out. You are on the move again, running all the procedures in your head. You reach your ‘work station’…soon they come and you smile as you help them out, answer their queries…because that’s your job and you really don’t mind.

Soon you are on your way to another destination. People are eating and you are hurrying around making sure no one gets missed out and they are getting 100% of the service.

It’s over, finally. The cabin lights dim.
All is quiet they are all asleep. Sigh…the bliss of a midnight flight.

The things you learn abt life...

2007-01-11T17:55:00.000+05:30

Whats with old men anyway?? They just don’t know what to do with their lives now do they? So option one harass the young girl. What is option number two? Make sure u give her a lecherous grin. Option three actually get the point across that you don’t give ur undivided attention to any girl (oh bull!!Big favour you are doing me !).

While you are busy telling him something important he is busy telling how beautiful ur eyes are and how dreamy they look. Dreamy? Blink blink!! What crap? Dreamy would not be the right word when u report for work at four in the morning. Hello!!! Then u get back to what u were saying but no he is not going to let it go is he?? Like a dog with a bone he persists on telling you what he thinks ur eyes remind him of…yeah can someone call up and tell his wife please! Cant do that, when you are 39,000ft above ground. Sigh. Then you make him like 13 glasses of tea coz he thinks u make wonderful tea. And you cannot say no coz ur a junior and all u can do is smile; fend of his questions without being rude.

But sometimes it gets worse than this. Sentences pop out with double meanings and you make sure you take the innocent option …act as if u don’t understand because you really don’t want to think abt what he really means and then they laugh…saying she is a smart one she understands but she is not willing to respond. Very diplomatic...but she will learn soon, so they say. How I wish I could push them or see them toppling down the stairs and splat!

Then he thinks he has the bloody right to call u sweetheart! Say what? Old coot! Ignore ignore it’s gonna get over in another hours time…keep chanting this in your head. Paste a polite smile and just walk away; you won’t see him for a long time to come (at least till the next time u have to work with him or them). But the other things make up for this… so you learn to move on and let this go because they are not worth your thoughts.

Long Time

2006-12-12T20:04:00.000+05:30

I think it goes without saying that I did the disappearing act from the blog world for God knows how many days. A lot of blah blah happened during these months- tied up with training, moving from one place to the other. And, trying to understand my job which keeps getting complicated every day. At this rate might as well dump everything and get married!

I guess I am too chicken for that so I will stick to my job like glue...and this is just me rambling coz right now I am completely petrified about my work.

Should I?

2006-09-19T14:43:00.000+05:30

There comes a time in your life…okay maybe not in every ones life but at least in a few others and mine…you feel the need to write. No I am not talking about blogging. It’s just that when life dishes out so much at you that you really don’t know the colour of your skin anymore (coz you are covered with all that muck) a need arises. The need being to pen down those thoughts that crowd into your head in the middle of the night. Who am I kidding? Well they revolve around in my head like 24/7. Its only when its quiet and late that those thoughts seem louder than usual.

So one day while I was on the phone with my pal…I think I am going to start writing about all of this. It just came out; it wasn’t like I had thought about it or anything. But when I voiced it aloud it seemed to make sense somehow. And to my surprise instead of saying I have gone cuckoo my friend said maybe I should start writing. Now that she had seconded this notion of mine it seemed to frighten me. Now I am no great writer…scratch that, I am not a writer. So after much blah blah we decided that I would start writing and as and when I finished a page I would send it to her for review. It sounded fine to me. After all how difficult can a page be?

Very difficult, I can tell you that. So you want to write but then these notions that are swimming in your head once put on screen, they actually make u want to press the delete key as much as possible.

You type in something…then you go…jeez I can’t write that. No, no delete start over. Then you write something and go…I sound melodramatic. Then the next line and the next and so on. Each meets its fate with the delete key. Now I know why we cant voice our thoughts…it even scared the daylights out of me.

Then it came to me one sentence after another. I went on till I finished three chapters. Well I have numbered them as three chapters and I am still working on the fourth one. I did show it to my pal and she liked them. Now we all know how supportive a friend can be and she is a brick. But the best part is that even she started writing.
Now the point of this entire monologue was a discussion I had with her. Should I put up those chapters or should I not. Hmmm.

P.s. and Wendy a brick is nice.

It's going to be okay

2006-08-30T14:34:00.000+05:30

It is creeping in slowly and steadily.
Try to stop…to stop thinking.

There is so much of noise, so many people around
I forget for a while and it fades away.

But when it’s silent and no ones around
I can feel it creeping back.

Its cold fingers stretching towards…
Day after day…night after night.

Tears fall freely without cause...some say.

It’s going to be okay…will it ever?

Hello...

2006-07-15T13:45:00.000+05:30

I haven’t quit the blogger world. I just wanted to take a break from everything…well I should have at least mentioned that I was going to take a long long break in my last post… anyways lets leave it at that.

Hello everybody… I think I really missed this place. I haven’t go married, engaged or anything of that sort. I was going to move to B'lore but in the end decided against it. Mom and dad were not too happy about me going there and that was that. What I have been doing is traveling… visiting my grandpa and hazaar relatives who saw me when I was probably in my first year of college. Also, had a blast when I was staying with my sister and bro in law. Oh by the way I saw Ash and Abhishek B together in Chennai. Quite a coincidence actually, we had gone to watch a late night movie and they were sitting a few rows behind us.

I got my driving license! I am so happy! Not happy about what I look like in the license card… yikes would be the right word. And I have been driving quite a bit. Yesterday dad let me drive for almost two hours. We had gone to visit my grandpa and while driving back dad decided to let me drive… it was fun and a little scary. Just for the record I hate trucks, lorries and all their cousins.

Have a nice weekend people!

Life at home...

2006-05-03T22:30:00.000+05:30

I am at home happy as can be. I will be home for a month, take a nice long vacation and then new job and blah blah. Now for the hot hot news! A proposal had come and they - the guy and his parents - were coming home. That’s right, I went screaming out of the room (in my head) but I just smiled at my parents, let’s not scare them now shall we. Later I wailed to a few pals… they thought it was funny. It’s always funny when it happens to the other guy. Ha ha ha whatever!

So he came home, and no saree or salwar kameez! Plain jeans and shirt would do since wearing a Tee was a definite no no by mommy. There I was, sitting, smiling doing the grown up routine (vee would know what I am talking about here). Then it happened; we were to chat alone. Bleh bleh! So we did yap for like…two hours. No, this is not where you say “soul mates” and “ting”. After the first ten minutes… I was bored. I mean he was really nice and sweet but not the kinda guy I would wanna marry! Then why stretch the convo for two hours you ask? I thought dad would come and rescue me. Turns out that dad thought we were getting along just fine! Communication gap I tell you.

Finally, they left. I was confident I had scared him off… but guess what??? They called and said ‘yes’. They liked me. Panic attack!

After a huge fight and lots of crying my parents decided to say no. Turns out they were not very sure about the boy in the first place and I did all that drama for nothing. Like sitting on top of the hill and crying (coz I didn’t want mom to see me cry). Then my parents thought I had run away. Dad came back from work. Thank God I had my cell with me…I was pouring my heart out to AFJ. Then dad called all concerned saying he was just gonna inform the cops, and I climbed down and went home, and mommy was unhappy because I had left like that...kinda scared her and stuff. Finally they told me that they were not happy with the boy. Phew!

I am going for driving classes these days and it’s been great fun so far. Long time no see people… hope everything is going fine with the rest of you. Bye for now.

It does come true...

2006-04-20T15:22:00.000+05:30

I haven’t been blogging for a while now and I think it's going to less frequent from now. Getting better from a sudden bout of sickness and today got some real good news. I just couldn’t believe my ears…I am still in shock. I mean here is the thing that I was waiting for soooo long and I finally got it! Thank you God, I know you have been listening to my prayers. :)

And of course my pals (and the P.G.G.H) who believed in me more than I did. And thanks to AFJ for coming with me and holding my hand. You guys I just can't express how happy I am! Dreams and wishes do come true, all you need to do is have faith. Well I won’t be blogging that often but will drop in once in a while. I really can't say where and what I am talking about here but I just wanted to share my happiness.

Take care all of you and have loadsa loadsa fun and chin up to all those people who are low…there is hope after all.

Creepy Stuff!

2006-04-10T11:12:00.000+05:30

So here I was reading Calvin and Hobbes late in the night… happy and content under my mosquito net. Now once I get into the net I hate crawling out…and my roommate knows that!

Suddenly she jumps out of her bed and scrambles to mine. She is making these funny sounds all the while looking at her side of the mosquito net. First thought…she had a bad dream...but she wasn't sleeping. Second thought…jezz I am sure it’s some big ugly bug…but when I turned to see what it was, ta da…it was this tiny little lizard…outside her mosquito net!

Sigh… I told her fine I will go and shoo it away. She didn’t want me to get out of the mosquito net…something about the lizard coming in…yes that’s right…you are this big fly and the lizard is waiting to gobble you up!! I crawled out of the net and shooed it away. Had to tuck my net all over again and finally settled down to read.

Ten minutes go by…the lizard pays a visit and this time Ms. smarty pants rips open my net jumps on my bed, literally pushing me out and letting all those blood sucking jets inside…thanks buddy! Shooed it away again…and while I was lecturing her about the difference between yelling for a creepy roach and a harmless lizard…someone knocks on the door. Now it’s like one something in the morning and the sudden knock made her scream…she screamed and I screamed. Yes, very dumb I know!

It was Prey…she had heard my roomie scream and when she came down to check on us… we both screamed and she kinda got worried. Thank god ‘she’ didn’t scream or the warden would have come running. She had a nice laugh at our expense…

It’s nice to have a roommate who can’t stand lizards. So when it comes to lizards I help her out and when it comes to bugs she comes to my rescue. Don’t know what we would do if a spider comes visiting though… the last time we saw big spider both of us climbed on the table and yelled the place down.

GUILTY!

2006-04-06T13:09:00.000+05:30

AFJ tagged me and I completely forgot about posting this. It’s when I was reading Rita’s blog that I remembered. AFJ: real sorry about this and I do feel guilty for taking so long.

Here it is, all my guilt and some…

Culinary Guilt: Not much of a fuss pot about food. I tend to munch between meals and then I am way too full to eat lunch or dinner. I have odd times when it comes to being hungry. I can cook as long as I have a good cook book to guide me and I should be in the mood to cook also. Give me an oven any day. Cannot slave over the stove….
I don’t have breakfast. When mommy was here she used to make me drink a glass of milk in the morning but since I moved into hostel, I skip breakfast. Can’t stomach food in the mornings…the most important meal of the day and I skip it.

Literary Guilt: sigh …I do read real mush soemtimes…even predictable mills and boon. I know…I know!

Audiovisual Guilt: I actually sit and watch serials like “Woh rehene wali mehlon ki”…I crib about the serial but I still end up watching it. I do not feel guilt for watching cartoon network or animax!

Musical Guilt: Well I am a south indian but do I like tamil songs?…ummm no. I just don’t get them. I don’t get the words half the time…probably because my tamil is kinda sad to begin with. This what happens when you drag your kid from one city to the other…postings and postings…(dad: I wouldn’t change a thing about it, loved it :D)Well out of a 100 songs I would probably like 2 or three songs, that too cos of the tune. I rather stick to hindi and english anyday.

Celebrity Guilt: Celeb guilt?? I just don’t do the “shriek shriek” when I see a star; I just don’t get it. While my friends would go ‘ohhh’ and ‘ahhh’, I will be like ya he is nice…that’s it. Weird I tell you…

And some:

Shopping Guilt: This is never ending, trust me on this. I can shop and shop and still think I havent shopped enough.

Clothes guilt: I have enough and more clothes stacked but I still wail…” I have nothing to wear”! Mom has given up on me about this.

Is there more? Oh yes!

Don’t go to the Church Guilt: I read the bible every day and night and pray too. I go to the church only when someone tags along. I never go alone to the church…I just don’t.

That’s it…that’s all the guilt I have or can stomach!

And the five bakhras are:
Naveen
Ashish
Sangeeta
Rebel_on_loose

Vee
Sorry you guys but my hands are tied. You have to do the first five categories. If you want to do it you can...your choice.

The rest of you can go scot free. :D

Keeping it Short

2006-04-04T15:20:00.000+05:30

I was going to write about all that I did this weekend but since half of it is about food…I will shush up. Don’t want to get beaten by people who are longing for good khana. But here is a quick recap...

Saturday: Went out for dinner with bro-in-law to Peshawari…. yummy (Note: I have not mentioned what I had there!)
Sunday: Daddy came to see me…went out for lunch to the club, went shopping for mommy…came back played badminton in the hostel…went out for dinner with dad, again. :) (Note: I have not mentioned what I had for lunch or dinner).

The badminton game was good, though we were clowning around. Now it’s back to work all over again…sigh. But I am waiting to get back to hostel and play ‘badi’ with the others.

Almost forgot, went out for shopping, felt quite guilty about it but could not resist buying. Besides, got my sisters full support on the shopping spree. :D

Compromise?

2006-03-31T17:56:00.000+05:30

Should you? Should I? My mother says I am very stubborn and once I latch onto something I won't change my mind unless I want to. No one decides for me.

Why is it that a lot of people tell me that marriage is about- love, care and compromises? Yes it’s about love, trust, honesty, and blah blah but does the compromise thing work on both sides? I hate that word.
Will the guy compromise if I want something? Shouldn’t he? It’s a give and take policy, right? So what if I want a room of my room? A room- which has my own bed, my books, my stuffed toys and all the little things that matter to me? My very own haven in a house that is labeled “us”…is it wrong? A retreat... a place where it’s all about me…its not like I am pushing him out, its just that I need my space at times.

You listen to your music, you decorate it the way you want it and make it a part of who you are. I don’t think its wrong. Living with someone can at times make you forget about yourself. Sometimes you need time off, just to be yourself, unwind and relax. Putting the “I” before the “us”…it’s not wrong is it? Sometimes? I am sure the guy would like to have his space, in fact who doesn’t. We all like to have our own retreat, a place that belongs to you and something that shares all your secrets, dreams and fears.

Why does compromise sound so much like letting go of who you are and being what the other wants you to be?

I will shush up now… happy weekend people. :)

Sometimes...

2006-03-30T11:02:00.000+05:30

I don’t get it. It's supposed to be a holiday today and I don’t have one. We didn’t even get an off for Holi... how weird is that? Nor did we get an off for Pongal. Not like I celebrate half of them festivals but I would like a holiday as much as the other guy who is probably dreaming of sun kissed beaches and snoring to his heart's content… (Well I don’t like people who snore, unless of course you have a cold and cant really help but snore) what I am actually trying to say is that I want a part of the dreamless sleep too! Stupid, stupid place!

How would you describe nice? What is nice or let’s say whom can you call nice? If you are concerned about people around you, does that make you nice or does that make a real nosy person? If you are trying to make people smile and forget their problems, does that make you nice or does that mean you are taking over the person's fight? Does it make you nice if you are trying to help someone who does not want to be helped at all? Or are you forcing your will on them?

Can you sit around people who keep sulking day in and day out? Everyday you have to face that gloom and everyday you try to find out what has gone wrong… I think they like being in that bubble that they have created. They actually want to be sad and... and there is nothing you can do about it. So you leave them to their fate because you don’t really want to help anymore and you are tired of listening to all the lies and woes.

The day you decide you need to walk away… you actually feel light inside… as if a heavy burden has been laid off.

Things That Happen...

2006-03-28T15:26:00.000+05:30

Things that happen to you right before the big day.

1. You are tensed and you keep pestering your buddy every five minutes.
2. You keep pestering your dad every hour.
3. Then you whine to your mother and your sister. Basically to everyone you know, sigh.
4. No appetite and your head starts to pound then your shoulders start to ache.
5. Next your jaws ache coz they are clenched too tight.
6. You get back to hostel and cos they are renovating half of it the plumbing is not working. You are at the point when you are gonna scream like a banshee when they come and tell you the water is coming after all,they forgot to put on the motor.(oh gawd!)

On the big day…

7. The next day you feel much better since you knocked off around nine the previous night.
8. Well things start looking up and then the iron box goes poof in front of your eyes.
9. Panic! What am I going to wear???

10. Hostel mate comes with a plan. Get the iron from another roomie's locker. She has the keys.
11. Then… sorry wrong keys. Mummy!!
12. You wake up this lazy lump that has a holiday. Pile all that you want (or think) to wear in her hands and march her off to some ironing guy.
13. She has no idea where to find him but has strict orders not to come back till she gets the job done.
14. Panic attack number 2. Where is she?
15. You start getting ready even though your clothes are somewhere out there in the city.
Finally she brings them neatly ironed. What an angel!
16. You are ready phew! Finally. You change your bag cos you want something that goes well with your outfit.
17. As you are reaching the place, you realize … yikes I left my wallet in the other bag. Stupid, stupid!
18. You explain to the auto man who starts laughing…ya right funny guy!
19. Your friend comes to your rescue. Thank god!
20. All goes well and you are happy as can be. :)

Do You Wonder Sometimes?

2006-03-24T15:16:00.000+05:30

A day, a moment... a keepsake.

A night, a wish... a dream.

A smile... a glance and tears.

Conscience...

the guilt and the sorrow,

burnt to the ground.

The ready smile

The joy

The laughter…

Somewhat jaded and muted.

It’s changing

But the shadow remains

For how long I wonder…

It’s Not Wrong Then Why?!

2006-03-22T17:45:00.000+05:30

Is it wrong for two people to talk to each other? Let me rephrase that. Is it wrong for two people of the opposite sex to converse, in office?

Well you do tend to talk to most of your colleagues. At some point, you are put together as a team to work on a new project. You can’t play the mute and refuse to converse with that person even though given a chance you would run a mile away. But you do choose whom you really like to crack jokes with and just plain discuss anything under the sun. In my case there are only two fellas who I really talk to. But I guess the rest of the jantha don’t like it or God knows what. One of the guys, who I talk to, gets picked upon or let’s just say they make fun of him. He isn’t bothered by it and laughs it off. (At least some ppl have sense!)

So I don’t vibe well with some of them. There are some I can’t stand and a few who cant utter a word in front of me. There are handful that I genuinely smile at and exchange pleasantries because they are nice but otherwise it’s just these guys. Well the girls are a different matter coz there are only two left from a mahila mandal of five. Sigh a strong fun filled clan of five. (Now it’s a strong fun filled clan of two I guess.) It used to be Rita, Sow Sow, Vee, AFJ and me… now its just AFJ and moi. Okay I am rambling away back to what I was saying…

It is quite juvenile actually for these guys to behave in such a manner. Is such the case at most work places? I hope not. So what is wrong if you hit it off with one guy but not with the rest? I mean it’s not like you don’t try to talk to the rest, it’s just that 3/4th of what you say sails right over their heads… what is a girl to do?

Then are these clowns downstairs, wish they would just topple off their chairs one of these days! They think it’s their duty to analyse what you are wearing for the day. I mean if I need a fashion consultant I will get one; you do not have to look at me every day!! That makes me so mad!!

I guess the best thing to do is ignore them. But sometimes I feel like throttling those idiots with their ties!

Woes...

2006-03-21T11:42:00.000+05:30

A life without complications is a life without long hair. The summer is here; trust me when I say having long locks during this season is a definite death warrant. There can be other drawbacks as well. When you wake up all you can see is a black curtain- reason your hair is in your face or more like all over your face. Your roommate screams. Why? cos when you get up she really cant see your face; you end up looking like that character in Ring (I even scared myself when I looked into the mirror).

People keep yanking on it like some old-fashioned bell pull or something – I mean hello it hurts you fiend!! When you have others around you who do not have long locks, they constantly want to keep doing new things to your hair. Goodwill apart but will you stop pulling my hair when you guys are discussing about what you gonna do next? You humor them you and end up with a headache. You have to oil it wash it and it takes like hours to dry. My roomie goes mad when she has to oil my hair. Poor thing keeps going on and on about how much time it takes.

As it grows it starts to get heavier and heavier and sometimes I feel like shaving it all off! Ahh the blisss…. but I really cant do that…I do love my hair.But I have finally decided- I will go for a haircut. I cant take this pain anymore! But since the haircut will be my sister’s treat (don’t you just love being the younger one in the family?) I will be going to the stylist next month have to wait till sis gets back. I will probably be a little sad about cutting my hair since I was the one who really wanted to grow it long…but the heat is getting to me and I got my mother's permission to go ahead and cut it. So waiting till the next month… I wonder what she will do to my hair… hmmm.

A weekend that actually felt like one...

2006-03-13T15:25:00.000+05:30

Saturday morning. I wake up and lean out to look at the balcony…knowing that the sun would be up, nice and hot…
Surprise surprise… it was cloudy.

I quickly got out of bed and opened the balcony doors to let in the cool breeze. It was pleasant…I went back to bed but I couldn’t sleep, didn’t want to, the day was beautiful…didn’t want to waste it. So I went upstairs with the picture of an empty beach and waves in my head.

Well all of them were up, three were leaving for college (ha ha ha). So that left five of us. One was sleeping in my room, there was no point waking her up cos she was up till three in the morning. Finally, four (Nandy, Prey, Shoozy and me) of us were ready to go.

Since Prey and I had to go to the Plaza for some work, we decided to pick up Nandy on the way back. Shoozy tagged along with us.

As soon as we walked out it started drizzling. Ohh goody! We finished our work and as we were heading back, Nandy called… there was a small riot going on in front of the LIC building…and since she was looking for a story to cover…she decided to cover this one. So while she was covering the story, we were getting hungry.

As usual, did not have breakfast when we got out of hostel. We headed down to this lil place down the road and since we were missing the hot dosas in hostel we decided to eat hot crispy dosas. Someone please remind me that dosas at home and outside have a big difference… size! I was blinking at it! I did try to finish it… but couldn’t…

By then Nandy joined us and we headed down to the beach. It started pouring heavily when we got there...walking around with umbrellas. Yes, yes, very smart walking around with umbrellas on the beach. Then something happened…the stupid sun came out!

Oh great…as in blazing hot that makes you go ow ow! Well we did have our umbrellas. We went ahead and sat down on a bench to talk. Sat there for an hour and decided to head back to hostel to sleep. I couldn’t sleep, was too busy making sense out of my room. I am still trying to make sense out of it. My roomie is coming back from home today, hope she has better luck.

Sunday was perfect, a nice lazy lunch with one of my friends...well we did argue about the place but my friend finally gave in...yay! And the rest of the day was spent in the hostel, reading. :) Very very lazy and I am going home this Wednesday...yippee!

I Love It!

2006-03-10T18:11:00.000+05:30

I am in loveeeeeeeeeee!

No! No! Not with a guy jezzz… :P

I am in love with the music of Dirty Dancing: Havana Nights. I was watching it last night with the rest of the gang. Well the part one is in a different class by itself but this wasn’t that bad. And Patrick Swayze was in it too!

A funny thing happened in between the movie, just as the couple are getting comfortable on screen the warden walks in…pin drop silence…she was more embarrassed than us…and she left in a hurry.
I have been humming some of the music at work…its quite addictive and I really want to learn to dance like that. :D

Well the weekend is here so I am going back to hostel and to all the chaos that is going to erupt tonight. Friday nights are usually like that here. Have a nice weekend you guys!

"I never really knew that you could dance like this...She make a man wanna speak spanish...Como se llama? Bonita. Mi casa, su casa."- Wyclef Jean feat. Claudette Ortiz .

Days Gone By...

2006-03-07T18:08:00.000+05:30

Work.
Attended my convocation YAY!
Worked a bit more.

Slept a little.
Midnight birthday party!
Well basically the whole week was filled with work. Learnt the lesson of Ctrl+S as I had mentioned earlier.
Started getting up early like six in the morning… mom was quite amazed, am quite lazy and grumpy in the mornings.
Dada’s birthday. I love you papa! The best daddy in the whole universe!
Worked more and more.
Yelled at some people. Plotted the demise of someone like a wicked old witch, rubbing my hands with glee.
Killed a roach, well I didn’t, got my roomie to do it. I went screaming out of the room. Advice: Never keep your balcony door open.
Made someone do some work for a change. Hah! (Serves him right! This is what happens when you don’t do any work bozo!)
Ticked off someone on the road, felt mighty good about it. Don’t know how they figure out that they are Romeos from paradise. Bleh!
Made someone go green with envy as I was eating home cooked food! La la la la!
Worked a little more.
Went to the bookshop. Bought books. :D
Busy painting our hands and making palm prints on paper. That too, in the conference room, it was fun.
Worked more.

Tied sari for a roomie, kept twisting the sari. Finally got it right the third time... was awake by then coz the sand man had left me for good!
Went for Narnia with pals.
Went out shopping.
Literally dumped coke over a fella…wish it had fallen all over him.
Nothings aplenty and I ended up taking snaps and getting it converted into the charcoal drawing thing. I was brainwashed for half hour for that. And the doggie look, man not fair!
Crossed mount road with nothings aplenty laughing and scaring me by saying “hey it’s turning green”! *Blink blink* *shudder* (I hate crossing roads)
Worked a bit more.
Bonked someone on the head for calling me scrawny.
Ate pizza!
Looks like will be getting a breather from work for a while. God pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
And yes I missed this place.

Piling High!

2006-03-02T08:53:00.000+05:30

It’s a never-ending process! Work…work…work…. Sigh! I have so much to write but have no time to do so. :(

Also, now I have learnt the art of ctrl-S, it’s not everyday that you make the brilliant mistake of closing a file (working on it for over an hour) without saving it! Yes I did it... Not fair!!!Work calls…whoever said growing up was fun didn’t know this aspect of it, really!

(p.s. And I am waiting to strangle 'the' person for this sudden overload!)

So Many Words in Me Blog!!

2006-02-22T11:46:00.000+05:30

For all those who want to try this out...go here!

Sensibilities!

2006-02-20T15:28:00.000+05:30

Everything you say, everything you do… you are trying not to offend someone’s sensibilities! Why? Why can’t I say what I have to say and be done with it? Why do I have to hesitate, mull over my actions and then go forward? Isn’t that rude? Am I not speaking in the general sense…I mean I am not pinpointing anybody am I? Then why do I get a rise from someone who is not even in my hit list? Hmmm?

It’s all about someone’s sensibilities! It’s also about my sensibilities; do I want to say what I want to say? Can I say it? What will they think? Here I was planning to write something “101 suggestions whaaaaat?” based on a article the gang and I came across, in a cosmo issue -“101 *** Tips -Mattress Moves So Good He'll Forget His Name...but Remember Yours Forever”. But then I mulled over it and decided against it. Not everyone will appreciate the humour behind the post since it is after all a sensitive topic for many.

So I did a round about and took on sensibilities. Isn’t that’s what holds most of us back from saying what we really want to say?

Arguing 24/7...

2006-02-17T15:45:00.000+05:30

So here I was talking with an old pal… known him for like hmmm lets see five years now. And we catch up once in a blue moon. Well according to him he takes the initiative, I say different. He says I am lazy…I agree with him on that. Our conversations always end up with- counting the number of times who messages first, number of replies, who calls first and etc. Well yes, a little childish like that.

According to the boy I make “hazar” excuses when he calls me to come out. Which is not true! I mean he is a real sweetheart but he has bad timing; he calls me exactly when I have already made plans. Now I cant ditch my other friends also. So then I am stuck with deciding what to do.

Anyways, we were talking about how I react to PC from men and how he reacts with women he does not know. So fine I am not all that interested in going for coffee with someone I don’t know (ya ya so get to know him by going for coffee…duhhh). But if I am genuinely not interested then it’s a NO. Well he was like that’s your problem “you say no to every guy. You assume that he is boring and won’t be interesting.” Helloooo? What about the guy then “under what assumption did he think that I will be interesting or even good company for coffee?” huhuh, tell tell? So the guy assumes that I am good company whereas I assume he wont be that great to yap with and I will probably end up giving bright vacant smiles and cursing myself throughout the whole ordeal. Well everyone does make assumptions and I am not the only one. 'Phhbbrr' to you mr.M :P !

Considering the fact that I come across as a snob – courtesy nothings aplenty (she thought so at first). I am arrogant- courtesy him- M, (in the beginning, yes.) I am rude beyond belief- courtesy another pal (when the grumpy mood strikes me). Hey but I am not that bad! Sigh!

Then he went on about when we meet, I am always making fun and I “cackle” with glee when he is my target. Makes me sound like a witch! So I was like, fine from now I will bat my eyelashes, hover close and look into your eyes and say, “M… you have come, I am soo happy now. My joy knows no bounds.” Maybe even let down a teardrop or two. He said “very funny you clown”, told me to join theatre he did!

Besides he was glad that I am more tomboyish since both of us are clowns (I beg to differ!) hmmfff. Then he starts laughing. I was like what is so funny…I cant imagine you acting really feminine…
*Blink blink*
I was struck dumb! He was still laughing!
“I so am” was my immediate response, the loling started again…he was like you wouldn’t even know where to start. Monster!!!!! He was like its okay, I accept you with all your flaws, friends and all that… say what? Hmmpff!

Well then we drifted off to other topics with the usual ‘I argue you argue and no we will not come to any conclusion’ scenario. I finally hit the bed by three and now I am really sweepyy but I have to sit here and do the pretty and smile.

V-Day all the Pink and the Red...bleh

2006-02-15T11:05:00.000+05:30

So I did not post anything on Valentines Day, big deal! I didn’t post anything because I didn’t have anything to write about. I mean other than getting irritated with all those hearts in every other shop…I did go out and buy a bunch of these huge red Gerberas for my friends. Unfortunately the shopkeeper thought I am out to buy stuff for my guy, kept insisting that I should buy a bunch of roses instead. I told him no, I didn’t want roses and besides I had to give these flowers to ten different people and I wanted it to look different. He was shocked. I said umm... for my friends umm... girls. He calmed down after that. But you should have seen the look on his face. Hee hee.

We (hostel ppl) flopped the idea of dinner; the warden was busy making something special (cant hurt her feeling you know). AFJ, nothing aplenty and I went for ice cream at Freez Zone. Yummy but half way through I was struggling to finish it. :D

Valentines day was the same old thing only some of the “lets meet up” plans have been shifted to the weekend. Weekday, in time, have to get back early, at work…blah blah. If only they would make the in time in hostel 11 or something. Wishful thinking I know. Ohh I got a few gifts from those lil monkeys in hostel. Quite a surprise! Thank you guys.

We also did have messages floating around that said “ to all those who are single…. Happy Independence Day” Amen to that! :D

Lazy! And I Like It!

2006-02-13T14:06:00.000+05:30

The weekend has gone and here I am, staring at yet another long week. This weekend was nice and lazy. I spent the whole of Saturday in the hostel. Pure bliss! I didn’t do anything else except load the washing machine and sit with a book. I had a fellow hostel mate for company. We just spent the day reading, sleeping and eating chocolates. I was quite happy about the “I have nothing to do” agenda on my list. So I was content with my Saturday and was looking forward to spend my Sunday along the same vein. It was not to happen.

So here I was sleeping in my dreamland of who knows where, when my lovely roomie bangs open the bathroom door. Oh great! I just turned over and went off to my sweet land of do nothing dreams. When I hear this stupid phone ringing in my ear. It was the alarm. Sheesh! Switched it off and I pull the sheet over my head. Happy and cocooned in my mosquito net when my roomie puts on the light! Argghhh!

At home if someone disturbs my sweet slumber (my sis usually) I tend to throw things, anything I can get my hands on. Of course I don’t do that to mom and dad but I do yell at the top of my lungs “I am on holiday I deserve my rest”. But snowy nahh he does not disturb me a bit, if he tries to wakes me I pat him off to sleep.

So where was I before I took the detour... ahh yes, the roomie switching the lights on. When she did see my grumpy face she quickly switched it off calling me a lazy bum. Ya well, I am not the only one who sleeps till eleven or was that twelve? Anyway, right when I was going to sleep the phone rings…oh man someone sure wanted me to kill them. It was nothings aplenty. Since I am all bark and no bite (usually) I picked the call and chucked the idea of sleepy sleep.

She had called to decide on a birthday gift for a pal, so I went out for shopping. After shopping came back to hostel to sleep. Only to realize I had to go for a play around seven in the evening. So went and got ready and three of us headed down to the auditorium. Sat down to watch one of the most agaonising plays of all times. I would not lay blame on the play but on the director and the actors. After an hour I could not take it anymore and we walked out. Went off to see the lifestyle sale, horrible stuff and men were more horrible there. There were more interested at ogling than buying. When will they ever learn?

While getting back we stopped at the petrol bunk. While we were waiting, we see these two clowns on a bike doing the “ I am staring at you, what you gonna do look”. So I stared rite back and looked them both up and down. They had already started squirming by then…and once we started laughing at those fools, they took off real fast. That’s all it takes. *Evil grin*

Life! It has its moments…

2006-02-10T15:55:00.000+05:30

Over the week…

Went for Harry Potter again, a friend had not seen the movie. I had a nice juicy burger (not to mention the calories within) at galloping gooseberry. Saturday was quite hectic, shopping with a pal, the movie, and library and of course playing around in the hostel at night.

I finally did see RDB and I was really disappointed. I guess you need to read what nothings aplenty had to say about it. I really liked the character of ‘sukhi’. My phone bill has come and I am proud to say it did not cross the thousand mark. Wait till dad hears this, he will be so proud of me. I am quite surprised actually coz the bill is quite low, I aint complaining. Never look a gift horse in the mouth and all that.

I went shopping and I spent a huge amount in Fab India. Well couldn’t help it. The shop was in the way. Had gone to book tickets for RDB in the morning and while I was walking back, I saw the shop. It was inevitable *shakes head*. It was calling to me you see. Well my hostel mate did give me this “here we go again” look when I dragged her into the shop. But she made me buy the stuff; I wasn’t even planning to buy. I ended up buying this beautiful skirt that my lovely hostel mates call “the banjara skirt” and a neat top to go with it. I wasn’t even planning on buying the top, honestly but it just happened. Now I am wondering how dad is going to take it when he sees my account details. *Sigh*

Maybe snowy will rip the statement before dada gets it…or maybe not. Ok next month no shopping. I will be a good girl and stop this shopping spree I am on. God please help me! Pretty please! I need suggestions to buy a real neat gift for a friend of mine. I have been slightly mean and rude to him. So please suggest something nice…ummm but I am lil low on the …ahem …right now so I would really be grateful if you keep in mind the… ahem you know…when you suggest something. :P

This week has been the longest most torturous week ever! I never want to see this kind of week ever again! Lately got into this thing of bugging or simply put, driving people up the wall. Some people actually think I have a nasty temper and I loose my cool real quick! Awww, nahh I don’t really and all the yelling is just plain fun. ;)

Anyways the weekend is here (finally)!

I aint saying the T** word anymore

2006-02-08T14:48:00.000+05:30

Yes, I was ta**ed again! By AFJ, so here is my list of four fours. Sorry was being the big time lazy and the grumpy bear sorts.

Four jobs I have had:
Content writer for Nightingale (part time)
Worked in a PR firm (do internships count?)
Snowy’s assistant in crime (full time job, folks)
Now my current job (ahh phooeyy!)

Four movies I could watch over and over:
Lion King
Ice Age
Pretty Woman
Lord of the Rings (all)

Four places I've lived:
Delhi
Tezpur
Pune
Lucknow

Four TV shows I love to watch:
8 Simple Rules... for Dating My Teenage Daughter
Friends (of course)
Oprah (ya ya I know)
Will and Grace

Four places I've been to on vacation:
Port Blair
Thailand
Nainithal
Singapore

Four of my favorite foods:
Ice cream (its got milk in it too)
Rajmah chawal
Bhindi (made by mommy)
Aloo paratha (Oldie Goldie eat ya heart out!)

Four places I'd rather be right now:
At home
In bed
On the swing with snowy
Library

Four sites I visit daily:
Google
Yahoo!
Blogger
Getty Images

Four bloggers I am tagging:
Don’t have a death wish. Any of you interested consider yourself tagged.

Smarty Pants- Me!

2006-02-03T17:20:00.000+05:30

Yes me, the smart ass that I am. I just don’t know how I end up doing …
First I go and bonk my forehead on the low ceiling. Well it wasn’t low actually. Its low only if you jump. And guess what I did? Ah yes, I jumped! And then *ouch* *ouch* and *eeeoouucchhh*

And guess who was there to see me act stupid? Ms. nothings aplenty, of course. While I was groaning in pain holding my head, she was trying hard to muffle her laughter. Sniff sniff, my feeling were really hurt. She did rub my head though!Later I got a bump on my head, goodie!

That was yesterday. Today I was in the “lets irritate ppl” mood. So here I was bugging the hell outta AFJ and nothings aplenty. Thankfully they didn’t slam the phone on me. *Phew!* :P

Lunchtime we are yapping, when, smarties that I am whack myself on the forehead. Same spot, oh yes! Why should I not whack myself on the same spot! Yes stupid like that. Kinda forgot I was sporting the bump on the forehead!

Then as we were leaving, I turn to whack nothings aplenty for something and I whack my hand against the door instead! Yes, I know!

Oh well the weekend is on its way, hoping that I will not do anything stupid! Not like I am planning to but you know things happen. Oh life cruel life!

All of you have a nice weekend. Me gonna sleep (hopefully) and eat and be happy.
Oh forgot, me going to see Rang De …

Have fun you guys!

No One but Me…

2006-02-02T12:08:00.000+05:30

I heard some one
I turned for a glimpse,
I was wrong. No one was there.
On this long winding road I was alone,
I liked it that way.

The leaves were falling

falling till they nestled together,
Content in paving my path.
I heard that noise again.
Who could it be?
I turned to see, but I was alone.

And yet…
I realized then,
It was me…

My shadow rustling the dead leaves.

Love? Or Sparkles?

2006-01-31T15:04:00.000+05:30

Complications. Unnecessary complications!

And that’s all I have got to say about it!! Well since I cant keep my mouth shut I will go ahead and deny my earlier statement. I have loadsa things to say about it! Can’t help it. It just gets to me when I see people in love. So fine you are happy and all that. Why do you have to keep using that coochie coo lingo? Yuck!

Ya, ya, I know I will probably change my tune when I get my man but for now I will scream, rave and rant all I want. Yes I have double standards so there! :P I have about given up getting the right guy in my life or ever falling for one. Why do we use the term falling? I wonder now…Anyways yes, like I was saying, I have given up on that. So here I was wondering, what my engagement ring would look like and my wedding band. And yes, I have been thinking about the wedding gown as well. I am a girl after all. *Sheepish grin*

Now mom keeps telling me I should not be materialistic and all that. But sorry no can do, I just have to have a pretty solitaire. Since I can’t fall in love with the guy I can at least fall in love with the solitaire. Now I do not want a flashy obscenely huge stone. My hands are to small to carry off something like that. And besides don’t have that kinda taste. Probably a solitaire surrounded by small diamonds. Nothing gaudy it should be just right. Something that makes me think- yes, maybe this whole marriage thing is worth it. *Wicked grin*

I sure do sound like a conniving, greedy woman but hey I have dreams too. Since I cant get prince charming or a knight in shinning armour I am settling for the guy next door and a sparkle on my finger. *Halo over the head do not miss that! *

Actually I still have little bit of hope left somewhere; maybe I will meet my knight in shinning armour. Hope it’s all that we have left. *How profound is that? * Dear lord, if you are seeing me type this out please help me! All that I am looking for is a nice guy who will love my whole family and me and give me that one sparkle on my finger.

Actually two sparkles, one for my eyes too. :D

All Good Things…

2006-01-29T01:14:00.000+05:30

My trip has come to an end and tomorrow I go back to the same old routine. No more lazing about in bed watching TV and playing with snowy. Wont be troubling dad or mom or go screaming from one room to the other. Lol. Ya I know its sounds crazy, but when you have a dog at home that chases you all around? Its fun! *Sigh*…

I really don’t want to go back. Wish I could stay at home forever but like dad says, I will probably start snapping everyone’s head off after a while! So back to my second home, filled with laughter, problems, mischief, complaints and tears. That’s hostel life for you.

In the hostel there is a rule we all follow- anyone who gets to go home has to come back with goodies!
My bag is filled with more food than clothes. I always pack light, that way I don’t have to carry an extra bag for all the food. I just hate overloading when I am traveling rather have one bag and be done with it.

Have you ever realized that we kinda accumulate all kind of junk while we are living somewhere else? My room is filled with it. I would probably have to leave half of it behind at my aunt’s place when I leave the hostel. Kinda sad actually, leaving the hostel I mean.

God! I sound horrible! Eeeeeeeeeeee!!

Ok bring in the good mood no sad thoughts no no no!
I am still looking around for the good mood to strike me. I see snowy sleeping, his paws are moving; probably some doggie dream where he is chasing cats all over the place. Could be crows, other dogs or the newspaper guy. Hmmm…
Lucky guy, gets to run around come back all dirty and has the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. With eyes like those you really cant be strict with him. Yes, I have spoilt him rotten. The whole family did.

That reminds me, a friend of mine actually “barked” a greeting to my dog today. *Wicked grin*
I just forgot to tell her that she was on the speakerphone. ROTFL! * (Mom was quite amused, don’t worry she thought it was cute)*

Demons and Clowns

2006-01-24T14:42:00.000+05:30

A hostel mate of mine went for ‘Exorcism of Emily Rose’. Earlier I had decided to accompany her but I kinda chickened out. I kept telling myself it was for my own good coz I would be the one having sleepless nights with my imagination soaring high.

Mom was quite glad that I did not go for the movie. Otherwise I would keep telling her "I am scared". There was a time when I was so scared that I refused to enter the room if it was dark. And I panic when the lights go off; I guess I am scared of darkness itself.

Anyways where was I… oh yes, the movie. My pal enjoyed the movie; and supposedly demons move about three in the morning. She found that quite funny cos I wake up around three almost every night. Yeah, like I needed to hear that. These guys ended up cracking up cos according to them maybe the demons and I had something in common. *Eye roll*

“It takes one devil to recognize the other”,
“Maybe they came to pay homage to the queen of devils” ...
Yes, that’s right, and I call these guys my second family.

Last night someone scratched on my door, yes scratched. I knew they were playing a prank (as usual). My roomie went to see who was at the door. Since no one was at the door, she went ahead inside the living room. These two clowns were hiding behind the sofa and rolling with laughter. Apparently they could not help laughing thinking how scared I would be. Yes, imagination and all that, I have comedians for hostel mates. Finally they went upstairs with a big bowl of custard, nourishment for their playacting.

What Kind of Seducer are You?

2006-01-20T16:57:00.000+05:30

Your Seduction Style: Fantasy Lover

You know that ideal love that each of us dreams of from childhood? That's you!
Not because you posess all of the ideal characteristics, but because you are a savvy shape shifter.
You have the uncanny ability to detect someone's particular fantasy... and make it you.

You inspire each person to be an idealist and passionate, and you make each moment memorable
Even a simple coffee date with you can be the most romantic moment of someone's life
By giving your date exactly what he or she desires, you quickly become the ideal lover.

Your abilities to make dreams come true is so strong, that you are often the love of many people's lives.
Your ex's (and even people you have simply met or been friends with) long to be yours.
No doubt you are the one others have dreamed of... your biggest challenge is finding *your* dream lover.

What Kind of Seducer Are You?

Tagged yet again!

2006-01-20T10:52:00.000+05:30

The lovely AFJ, tagged me and here I am once again.

The rules as stated-

(1) write a 100-to-200-word entry using the following words: I, me, blow job, grapes, random, power, loneliness, water, robot and blue;

(2) use these words once and only once; and of course

(3) the entry should make sense.

Here is my piece and it came upto 197 words (that was close *phew*). Read on...

There was a power cut and a candle burnt bright in its loneliness. Eight girls and a bowl of grapes. Suddenly…the room was filled with howls of laughter. “You didn’t know about that?”… “ Then when X was reading that forward aloud, what did you think it was?”…Again the room hushes even the blue walls seemed to lean in to know the answer, all eyes turned to that little thing holding her doll “thought he was talking about some straw thing…” and the room was filled with laughter, amazed expressions, tears of mirth and one sole confused expression. Someone needed a crash course, badly! “ Ok she needs help”…*Wicked grins all around*. “All rite lets gross her out!”

“uhhh…guys on second thoughts I really don’t want to know what a blow job is.”

"Of course you don’t, no one wants to, but you need to know”… “ummm ok.”

"Who wants to go first?" “Me first”… random speculations were thrown into the explanation and the confused expression was turning into alarm. A hand reached out for a quick gulp of water that refused to go down her throat. The Intel robot winked in the candlelight, sharing our glee.

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That's about it, I am not tagging anyone cos I really want my weekend to go well. ;)

If anyone is interested to do this tag please go ahead and do so. See ya!

Names :)

2006-01-19T00:03:00.000+05:30

Its something I worked on a while back and I really liked what I came up with so I am putting them up. :P
Each image represents a person I know and it also is the first letter of their names.

Weird Weekend!

2006-01-16T12:37:00.000+05:30

I am not going to do it anymore no sirrie! Uh uh not me, no way.
Not going to wait for weekends anymore! What’s the point? Earlier I used to jump for joy coz the weekend would mean- laze about in bed, the absolute bliss scenario. Something went wrong with that scenario at least for my roomie and moi. I thought I would be out cold on Friday nite, no such luck kept getting up at all odd hours and finally gave up around seven in the morning. Weird part? Every time I would wake up my roomie would be up too.

Went out for a movie “Family”- you want to waste those three hours of your life? This is the best way to do so. Finally after roaming around came back around eight in the evening. So here I was nice and tired so I decided take a hot shower and hit the bed. Hah! But the sand man went for a holiday in my case…

I was actually giving wake up calls for all those people who wanted get up early or keep some appointments during the weekend. I was doing the work of an alarm clock on Saturday and Sunday. Ring… ring “wake up you …” wake up this, wake up that…shesshh! (Well I really didn’t mind, so…)

Sunday was quite eventful, met up with friends, went out to have ice cream but was not in the mood to eat it. I usually fight over ice creams with this pal of mine but this time around he was actually surprised that we were not fighting about who ate more. Since my last shopping trip was such a failure I was not looking forward to shopping but guess what? Was out shopping for two hours and got some real neat stuff. Finally my feet started crying and I decided to end the shopping spree early.

Saddest part was when I woke up today I was ‘actually’ sleepy but I had to get up for work. Not fair! How come when I want to sleep and I have time to do so, I don’t get sleep? And when I have to get up early I stick to my pillow like glue?

Weird weekend, everything went “ulta- pulta”!

Tagged!

2006-01-16T10:16:00.000+05:30

I've been tagged by Rita and since I have to pass it on; the rules as such...

1. The tagged victim has to come up with 8 different points of their perfect lover.
2. Need to mention the sex of the target.
3. Tag 8 victims to join this game & leave a comment on their comments saying they’ve been tagged.

4. If tagged the 2nd time, there’s no need to post again.

Target: Male

This is a tough one, but what the heck one can dream rite? :P

The eight points -

1. should be loving (not in a claustrophobic way)

2. Should have loads and loads of trust (no trust, no relationship, no lover)

3. believes in helping around the house

4. has to have a mind of his own (not a puppet)

5. takes good care of me (without letting me realise it)

6. should not take sole decisions

7. believes in giving space when needed

8. should love animals and not terrorise me with insects.

That’s about it. Hmmm…

Since the rule of the game is to catch hold of other victims, here is the list:

arzOOOn,
ashish,
shikha,
sangeeta,
ajay,
rebel_on_loose,
sudarshan and
kannan.

Sorry guys but my hands are tied. Enjoy!! :D

The Dating Game

2006-01-13T15:37:00.000+05:30

What does it mean when a kid of 20 years thinks of taking you out on Saturday nite to make you meet eligible men? (Mummy!! I am just 23 why do I have face such situations at this age? Wahhhh!)

According to the kid I am avoiding the other side of the species. The whaaaaat? Of course not! I mean so I am not having any romantic liaison (sounds maha shady), so what? Not the end of the world. And I never like the first meeting with the guy coz I always end up saying something that sounds like I am making fun of him. Its not intentional it just comes out and then I am bonking myself on the head in my mind.

And then comes the time the guy is trying to flirt; well I am sure he is doing a wonderful job but it never works with me…I cut him off at every attempt and ultimately the guy and I end up being real good pals. I think the guys usually get to a point where they think I am a lost cause. Or they treat me like a little kid; I am okay with that as long as I don’t have to put up with some flirty guy. * Eye roll*

I remember I danced with this guy thinking he was my best pals cousin coz we all had come in a gang. He let me believe he was and I was happy cos as long as it was my pals cousin I was okay. Its only when we were leaving, he came and told me that he was not my pals cousin but the cousins friend. He looked so sheepish and he was really nice and sorry about it…I forgave him.

Well there are some really sweet fellas out there but when my friend (kid) came and told me that she has just the man for me I burst out laughing. I think I would rather let it happen than meet something like that head on. * Shudder*

Why?

2006-01-13T14:21:00.000+05:30

There are times when you sit and talk the night away with a friend. But all of a sudden you do not want to listen to what they have to say. You make excuses for not picking up the phone and when you talk you really have nothing to contribute to the conversation. The same person who used to make you laugh now makes you frown. You try to tell them you need space but they try to push you in a corner asking why why why? They want to know everything and anything that’s in your head. You might be busy doing some work and they would want to know what you are doing. You be patient and explain it to them, …“but why are you doing that?” …“Can’t she do it herself?”…

You wonder whatever happened to that easy friendship and days of listening to music and talking about nothing and everything. Why is there a void now? Why do they have to question you when they never used to? Why don’t they try to respect your space like you respect theirs? And when you explain everything, they still come back and ask… “Tell me what’s wrong?” Arghhhh!

Phone Conversations and such…

2006-01-12T13:30:00.000+05:30

If I am not in a mood to talk to some people I try to avoid the convo by hook or by crook. I feel no shame or guilt except for what I put my dog through.

X: hey hows ya?

Me: I am good, how are you? (Bark bark)

X: ur dog?

Me: Yep

X: so like I was saying…blah blah.

Me: will u put a lid on it?

X: what?

Me: Uhh what?
X: u told me to shut up.

Me: I did? Gee no that was to my doggie.
X: oh (bark bark) think I will call you up later.

Me: ya sure.

Thanks snowy you saved me there and sorry for bugging you with that newspaper. (Wicked grin)

I do that sometimes- when I don’t want to talk to someone and really want to avoid the person, I use my knight in shining armour to block the conversation. But some times he does not bark when I want him to. He just looks at me in this weird way when I try to bug him and he just flounces outta the room. (If a dog could flounce that is.)

Or the second ruse always works

X: hey you

Me: hey would love to chat but gotta take snowy for a walk. See ya.

(Snowy all jumpy cos he heard the word walk.) I put the phone down and we go out only till the garden. He looks at me and throws out all his doggy dirty words at me. One word I can surely understand “cheater”.

X: done with your dog?

Me: yeah! (think think think)
Me: oh my god! My dog just ran away with my shoe…snow snow you give that right back. Ok gtg byeee.

Sigh! Snowy gives me this weird look. I look back ya well you do it most of the times.

Anyone within hearing distance looks in. …uhh was just avoiding a phone call. No biggie. Its all okay.

Ya I am like that sometimes.

Weekend Bliss

2006-01-06T15:59:00.000+05:30

The weekend is here, finally. The first weekend after New Years Eve! Its gonna be one hectic weekend and I am not complaining. Earlier this week I felt as if it really wasn’t January that it was just an extension of December. Well I am still getting used to the fact it’s 2006 and not 2005. Been a little grumpy of late but suddenly I am nice and happy. I am not questioning the mood swing and I sure hope it lasts. Then again if anyone can make me happy it’s me myself, and fate cant really decide my happiness quota so…(cheeky grin.)

Went for an amazing lunch yet again at Don Pepe. Somehow didn’t finish my main course, but I did vigorously nod my head for a chocolate rum mousse cake. (Another cheeky grin.) Well I have mood swings about sweet stuff too, one day I will be consuming chocolates like I have never seen them in my life and the next I wont even eat a piece. It’s like that. Jeez no wonder I am 50% weird!

Well I am gonna go shopping this weekend, hoping and praying that I get something really nice. Exactly when you want to shop you don’t find anything nice and when you find something fab-licious you are dead broke or you did not get your card and you don’t have the rite amount of hard cash in hand.

We are going to the station today to see off a hostel mate. ‘It’s kinda weird’- our in-time is 7 pm on weekdays. But when it comes to dropping someone to the station in the night, it is okay to go out on our own. If it’s safe for us to go to the station alone around nine thirty in the night, why can’t they keep the in time at nine in the night or maybe at ten? *Sigh*

Anyways I am gonna have a nice time getting up late and doing loads of shopping (cross fingers). All you people have a nice weekend.

All Smiles!

2006-01-04T14:49:00.000+05:30

I am happy today, I am jumping and I don’t even have a reason why. Could it be that since it is Wednesday and there are just two more days to go before the weekend? I just don’t know why but I just am. Last two days I was being really grumpy and dull and all of a sudden voila I am smiling. I am still wondering why. There is this voice in my head “trouble is brewing”.

Haven’t you noticed when you are very happy something goes wrong? So I am a little apprehensive about the fact that I am “all smiles” today. I am feeling jumpy can’t sit at my desk for long, before I got hopping and skipping to the next bay to Sow and Vee’s place or go hopping to Moush’s place.

Well I really do not wanna dwell deeper into this boost of happiness so I am gonna enjoy it while it lasts. It would probably last till I get my phone bill.

Chaat Shop

2006-01-03T10:38:00.000+05:30

Yesterday was fun time; ok more like hiccup time for me. I love eating chaat and some of us from hostel went to the chaat shop. There are only two places in Chennai that I would go to eat chaat- Gangotree and Ajnabee. So far these are the two best chaat shops I have come across and the others that I have gone to suck big time!

Since I didn’t want to end up having hiccups, I ordered an orange slush to go with my chaat. In fact I told the man “mirchi kum” for my chaat. Turns out he put less “mirchi” for everyone else and forgot about mine. Needless to say I ended up with the hiccups. We then ordered gulab jamun and kachori’s and took it back to hostel.

Since we were six in number and we were getting late (hostel in time), we decided to take one auto. Too funny, managing orange slush and making sure nobody squashes the packets. I actually managed not to pour orange slush all over the place. *Phew* And we reached right on time!

New Year and all the Hulla!

2005-12-30T14:12:00.000+05:30

Today is 30.12.05, one more day to go and *boom*… it’s 2006 people!
Like every other year I promise myself…this year I would do this…do that and blah blah. And like every other year it all goes kaput! This year I aim to stick to my resolutions like glue and carry them out. That’s my resolution “stick to your resolutions”.

Every year it’s the same old thing…its New Year’s Eve “yippee yahoo” by the time you reach the middle of the month “oh god when is this year gonna end”. Then comes the end of the year and so the cycle continues.

It’s like “yay (new years eve)…hmmm(where am I going with this?)…ohhhh(work)…yay(birthday)…sigh….oh!(Surprises)…Yay(partytime)…growl(rubbed the wrong way)…” and so on!

That what the whole year sounds like. Go to work get back, go to work get back. Arhgggg I am going mad! I am going to revamp the whole of next year, like I am going to revamp my room and my wardrobe! From now its going to be ‘me first’, the others will fit in somewhere. Who am I kidding?

The warden is going home so we are warden-less (goodie), she is a nice lady but it feels good when you have the whole hostel to yourself. Funny part is I am responsible for the rest of the hooligans in the hostel.

Warden: I am leaving today, you will take care of them wont you?

Me: (ha ha ha…say what?) of course ma’am no problem at all.
Warden: well the captain and I felt since you are the oldest among the girls and really responsible…

Me: hmmm ok * smile* (the bakhra label is flashing on my forehead; and woah! old? I am just 23 for god’s sake! Besides there are two other monkeys in the hostel the same age as moi)

The other inmates of the hostel were all agog at the word responsible uttered in the same sentence with my name…that was before they burst out laughing. Considering the fact that these girls bully me day in and day out it did not surprise me a bit. I have names that range from “fragile frame, chipmunk, mommy, kitten-girl…”.
But I love these guys; they are like family and spending the New Year’s Eve with them will be absolute fun!

Have a nice time all you people and have a fabulous New Year!

Liquer Chocolates and Sow Sow

2005-12-29T00:17:00.000+05:30

Dear darling Sow Sow is not in today. Kindhearted soul that I am, got her and Moush some Christmas goodies. *Wicked grin*

Since I got a box of liquer chocolates from my sis (my favourite) I thought I would get them for those two. A dentist somewhere is probably torturing Sow Sow; the reason she is not in. She will be here around noon, now should she be eating chocolates right after being at the dentists’? Hmm nahh she probably wouldn’t be able to taste anything anyway. Besides she was being her usual goofy self yesterday but blamed it on the cake (coz the dry fruits are soaked in rum). Kept saying it was the rum.

So I have decided to give her share to Moush, after all we don’t want Sow Sow under the influence of spirits now do we? Full of concern that’s me. :D

Identity

2005-12-28T15:42:00.000+05:30

What’s in a name right? Its like an I.D. card. Havent you heard " Hey that is Mikes sister", "isnt that Sowmyas mommy?". You are recongnised, hated, loved, ignored...by your name. Its like a symbol or something. A name brings back memories, faces, places, loved ones, happy times, sad times...anything and everything.

Well here I was sitting and doing nothing when all of a sudden I wanted to know what my name meant. I did have a vague idea about it, but wanted to get it right. So went to google and searched and searched and found out that my name has a Greek origin to it. How cool is that? It also has an Italian and English mix.

I wonder what mom was thinking when she named me. Well actually my mom gave me one and my grandpa gave me one; names I mean. You have names like “ Sarah Anna Jacob” here you have two names Sarah and Anna. The same way I have two names. Mom actually gave me one name but oh no my grandpa just had to add on one more to the list. But it feels nice when your name sounds unique and glamorous.

But its not that nice when your name gets you into all kinds of trouble with your seniors. It’s not nice when you end up somewhere down in the roll call. Well I used to hate my name in school and teachers never ever got my name right and some people still don’t.

I just hate it when people pronounce my name all wrong. Then you have to correct them. Then they will get into this conversation about the history behind my name.*Yeah like I had a choice here buddy*.

All in all I like the way my name sounds. (Big grin) *I know I have lost it. *

Hogwarts House Sorting Quiz

2005-12-28T10:48:00.000+05:30

I took the test and I turned out to be a Gryffindor.

My in-depth results are:
Gryffindor - 13
Ravenclaw - 12
Hufflepuff - 9
Slytherin - 9

To all those interested in the quiz, go here.

I am Going Home Tomorrow!

2005-12-22T11:52:00.000+05:30

Finally! The last time I went home was…oh yes in October. And I miss home; the food, my comp, my swing, my dog and of course my parents. I just love driving mom mad when she is cooking. Right when she is busy I will go through the cupboards, involve her in some stupid conversation, keep “tasting” what she is cooking and of course offer to help. You should see her face by then. Lol! She knows I enjoy doing all this, so she tends to act as if I am not bothering her but ultimately I am shooed out. This is when I remind her –“if I don’t learn how to cook how will you get me married?” (Cheeky grin)

Poor mom! Then of course after that I will keep calling up dad in his office to find out what he is doing and when he is coming back; probably three to four times. He does not loose his cool though, he rarely does.

Then there is snowy of course my all time favourite companion, best buddy etc. Time flies when you have snowy around. The best times are when he goes for his bath; it’s a tug of war then. Then of course I have my evening walks and my books. Then when dad gets back home, we all have a nice long chat.

Since it is Christmas I am going to get goodies, and I am sure to get mullah. Hmmm. Then of course I will get goodies from big sis too. Oh I just love this season. Mom has not put up the Christmas tree yet; she is waiting till I get there. Its gonna be absolute fun. And of course I am going to see the snap of the guy that mom has got. Hmmm. I wonder what excuses I am going to come up with. Anyways all you people out there, Merry Christmas!

Back to the Book Shop

2005-12-21T10:25:00.000+05:30

Went to the book shop yet again. I got two books (yay!).One was a gift from ms. nothings aplenty and the other was a gift to myself from moi. :D The one ms. nothings aplenty gifted me was ' The Good House' by Tananarive Due and I got this book called 'The Last Vampire' by Whitley Strieber. Since I am going home for Christmas I will have loads and loads of books to read. Absolute bliss.

ABOUT THE BOOKS-

The Last Vampire

She lives. Miriam Blaylock's insatiable hunger has never ceased. Her incomparable beauty has made her a legend among the Keepers. Her many lovers have come and gone, crumbling into ash and nothingness. She knows the secrets of civilization, and the mysteries of life. In the hollow soul of her mother she has witnessed the agony of undeath.

For centuries she has gained the wisdom of God and the wit of the Devil. For centuries she has traveled the world undetected. For centuries she has felt safe.Until now.

For Miriam Blaylock, immortality is a thing of the past.

He watches.

Vampires. Interpol agent Paul Ward knows of them: he has battled and cleansed continents of their exquisite poison. He orchestrated the extermination of an ancient lair in Bangkok, obtained their sacred Book of Names, and knows where they hide and when they feast. He knows their weaknesses. And what's more, he knows his own...it's Miriam Blaylock. Elusive and toxic, she has escaped his complex network of hunters for years. Seductive and cunning, she has become his obsession.

And now each has set a trap for the other. Now, predator is about to become prey. Killer to become lover. Good and evil will become inexorably entwined. The endgame begins for the last vampire.

The Good House

A chilling story set in a small town in the Pacific Northwest. The house Angela Toussaint's late grandmother owned is so beloved that townspeople in Sacajawea, Washington, call it the Good House. But is it?
Angela hoped her grandmother's famous "healing magic" could save her failing marriage while she and her family lived in the old house the summer of 2001. Instead, an unexpected tragedy ripped Angela's family apart.
Now, two years later, Angela is moving past her grief and taking control of her life as a talent agent in Los Angeles, and she is finally ready to revisit the rural house she loved so much as a child. Back in Sacajawea, Angela realizes she hasn't been the only one to suffer a shocking loss. Since she left, there have been more senseless tragedies, and Angela wonders if they are related somehow. Could the events be linked to a terrifying entity Angela's grandmother battled in 1929? Did her teenage son, Corey, reawaken something that should have been left sleeping?
With the help of Myles Fisher, her high school boyfriend, and clues from beyond the grave, Angela races to solve a deadly puzzle that has followed her family for generations. She must summon her own hidden gifts to face the timeless adversary stalking her in her grandmother's house — and in the Washington woods.

Docs and Me

2005-12-20T12:13:00.000+05:30

Show me an injection and I feel all boneless inside. Hospitals scare the hell outta me. I was born premature and my family is quite amazed about how that lil thing has grown up so much. When I was little I used to end up in the hospital almost every week. I used to hate those trips to the hospitals because then I would be stuffed with medicines. Yuckie!

Mom used to fool me into getting injections; otherwise I would have gone kicking and screaming. In fact once I ran out of the doctors room. A nurse would always be ready to grab hold me. I have never liked hospitals, I am all for taking others there. But when it comes to going to the doc because I am not well or hurt good god no!

I can’t even see my dog getting an injection, as soon as he gets an injection I go hug him and give him a biscuit. Considering what I go through for an injection I can only imagine his plight. About two years back I had to get a shot and dad took me to the clinic. With dad you cannot make any excuses. So I sat, grabbed dads’ hand and hid my face in his arm and felt the needle in my arm. The nurse kept cooing “its almost done… don’t worry… that’s all…” Yeah rite she is not the one with the needle in her arm.

Ms. nothings aplenty took me to the doc to check if everything was okay, since I had hurt my hip. I gave her a tough time. Poor woman. But the best part was that I am fine and I really didn’t have to go through any torture in the hospital. And considering the proposals that are coming my way are mostly docs, I am still convincing mom that docs and me…it just wouldn’t work.

Slip and Eeeouchhh!

2005-12-19T11:27:00.000+05:30

I had plans of going for Christmas shopping sometime around Sunday evening. It was still raining and putting off the shopping trip was of no use considering it has been raining since Saturday. I was in my room with two of my hostel mates; we were talking and making up a list of what to get and stuff- the usual. I went to the balcony to check on the rain and I dribbled some water on the floor that was in my hand.

I went back in and continued with the conversation. Since I wanted to get my towel from the balcony I went out again- only to slip, fall and land on my hip. Eeeooouccchhhh! My hostel mates heard my “owww” “eeeoooww” and came out. Thankfully they didn’t come running or they would have slipped too.

I got up to wash my hands and went to sit on the bed only to bang my knee first. (Yep! That’s me!)Finally got ready went out for shopping and came back. I couldn’t sleep on my side since it was hurting too much and now its swollen. I checked it; nothing seems to be broken though.

When I told my friends about this, the responses were-

"Considering its you I am not surprised…"

"Why am I not surprised…"

"How do you do all this?"

"You are such a little brittle thing…" (uhh...What?)

Haven’t told mom and dad yet, they are gonna freak out. Last week got into a small accident and I have a large green bruise on my foot. Someone up there is trying to tell me something and for the life of me I just can’t figure out what. *Sigh*

Under the Stars

2005-12-17T13:05:00.000+05:30

Since it was Friday night most of the girls were awake. But alas, I would be getting ready for office while they would be in their dreamland. *Sigh*

While I was trying to sleep I got a message form one of the girls to come up and so I went up thinking someone must have fallen sick or something. I went upstairs and it was empty; I heard voices coming from the balcony. The balcony is huge, its above the portico and you can sit there and gaze at the stars all night. They had spread sheets on the balcony and were lying down with pillows and extra sheets. As soon as they saw me they were like “hey see what we did”. Well since I wasn’t getting any sleep I went and joined them. We just sat there talking about this and that; looking at the moon and the stars. Then my roomie came up and joined us.

We were all trying to decide who is the most arrogant in our gang, when it comes to meeting someone the first time (someone as in mostly a guy). I remember when ms. nothings aplenty met me for the first time; she thought I was big time snob. My good friend Mr. B thought I was quite arrogant when he met me. When I told this to my hostel mates they burst out laughing. They simply could not picture me like that since I do not act like a 23 year old at least around them. From there (I don’t know how) the conversation went on to marriage and babies.

My roomie had a big doubt about how kids are born, the whole biology thing. After trying to explain things to her for a long time we gave up; we gave her a book instead that explained the whole thing. Then she had this question about what if the kid is born before you plan to have one (Oh gawd and she isn’t even married yet). I told her 'you decide'.

You want the kid keep it or if you feel you and your spouse cannot handle the pressure of a kid both financially and otherwise then better not bring a kid into the world. Why bring a kid into the world and teach the kid to compromise on a lot of stuff from the word go. It’s just not fair. That’s besides the point I don’t like kids.

She wanted to know what if I get married and the guy wants to have a kid; since I am not in the mind frame of having a kid I told her the option of adopting one is always there. It depends; tomorrow I might change my mind and want to have a kid of my own. But right now I don’t think I would want a kid, I don’t even like them. I am like that I am afraid. I have never understood how people can go “awww” over baby snaps. Well I go “awww” over doggie snaps. I guess I am little weird like that.

Well we tried to fill my roomies head with as much info as possible but she still looked confused. After that we got too tired trying to explain things over and over between her “yuck” and “che che”. Then all of us just sat and looked at the full moon for a long while. Finally around twelve something we headed off to bed.

All that Effort for Nought!

2005-12-16T10:55:00.000+05:30

Remember that post on “Will You Please Smile ”? Well, it turned out to be a flop show because all those snaps were out of focus. They look fine on the camera screen but when we saw them on the comp…I burst out laughing. Well my poor pal felt really bad about it but I guess it is written in the stars that I have to end up in the studio. I had a talk with mom about the dead line dad had set; she said it was okay if I sent the snaps later on.

Dad and mom were laughing when I told them how the pictures had turned out. So this Sunday is going to be studio day. I went to the studio, met with the photographer and told him I would need very normal snaps- no posing dreamy eyed stuff. He was quite surprised he said “but madam it is for alliance…” I said, “ yes I know, but this is different”. H gave me this weird expression and told me to come around on Sunday. He is the same tortured soul who had to take my passport snaps. Hee hee. Poor man, he had his work cut out for him to make me smile and not frown.Well today is Friday and Saturday is also a working day for us this month. *Sigh*

The Greek Goddess of All Things

2005-12-16T09:54:00.000+05:30

I took the quiz 'Which Greek Goddess are You?’and this who I am. I ran a search about Athena in google and this what I found.

Name: Athena

Parents: Zeus, Metis

Goddess of: Wisdom, War, Weaving, Skill

Symbol: Owl

Roman Name: Minerva

Also Known As: Bright-eyed, Athene, Pallas Athena, Caesia, Hoplosima

Patroness of: Athens

Notes: Although wise, Athena was also fiercely jealous and could hold a grudge for as long as it took to repay those who had offended her. Athena was also a warlike goddess whose cunning allowed her to win any battle, even one against Ares.

Origin of Athena:When Zeus's first wife, Metis, became pregnant, an oracle prophesied that the son of Metis would overthrow Zeus just as Zeus had overthrown his father. In fear, Zeus challenged his wife to a contest of magic. Whoever could turn into a smaller animal won. Metis turned herself into a fly, and Zeus swallowed her. Soon after, he had a terrible headache. It felt like someone was in his head stabbing at all the soft spots in his brain. He called for Hephaestus to help him. The god of the forge lay Zeus's head down on his anvil and broke the skull with a hammer. Out of Zeus's head sprung Athena, dressed for battle and armed with a spear.

Cool huh?!
For more info you can go here.

Taken by Surprise

2005-12-14T14:55:00.000+05:30

Wow! That was definitely a surprise and a wonderful one at that. AFJ and AquaM, went to Aries book store while ms. nothings aplenty and I went to grab some chocolate and get some photos scanned. Our paths met, we exchanged information, shared the chocolate and went on our seperate ways.

When I got back, I handed over the chocolate to Rita (had saved some for her), as she just loves chocolates. Now I was nice and settled and reading something, when- Surprise I see this hand and a book in my face. It was AquaM- "This is for you." I was zapped and then AFJ came over and handed me this book too.

You guys, thank you sooo much. That was a real treat. You are some of best, genuine people I have come across (all of you). Really shhwweeet. And this is not maska stuff!

Okay before I get into too much of sentimental ga ga go go I will stop. Thank you, you guys. And here I was thinking of surprising you with your Christmas gifts.

Will You Please Smile?

2005-12-14T10:39:00.000+05:30

I am not the kind of person who will stand still or sit quietly for a long time. So, yesterday my hostel mate had her work cut out for her, as she had to take my snaps (yes, snaps). I have never liked this idea of going to the studio because when you smile it looks very, very plastic. Well at least mine does, more like "what the hell am I doing smiling like that? The photographer must think I am loony or something”. Secondly I realised I am not the easiest person to work with when it comes to taking photographs.

So here we were trying to take some decent photos, which somehow wasn’t happening since I was fidgeting, shifting, frowning and of course the plastic smile. It just doesn’t happen, she said, "smile", I smiled and she was like "will you please smile? You look as if it’s someone’s funeral". Okay so it wasn’t that original a smile but I couldn’t smile just like that. So I smiled and frowned and well we spent like an hour over the whole thing and we managed to take one decent snap. Much to the amusement of my other hostel mates; who were rolling with laughter throughout the whole process. Naturally there were tips given out 'stand like this'...'no don’t frown'...'maybe you should sit’...'you sure we have enough lighting'...'nahh its too bright, take it again'. And so it went on. Thankfully the camera gave away and the batteries had to be recharged. I finally got time to eat some food.

Well most of us heaved a sigh of relief when the batteries gave away and we had taken one good snap (yay!). As it was quite late, we decided enough was enough. (My face was hurting with all that smiling, anyway). But since I have hand over a couple more snaps to my parents; today is going to be a repeat performance. And dad wants me to mail them EOD, no excuses since I seem to have dragged the whole process long enough. *Sigh*

Cynicism?

2005-12-12T13:40:00.000+05:30

Have you come across people who do not see anything nice in any situation? If you find something to be happy about they soon tell you that you are living in a bubble. You try to make the best out of a situation and they tell you it’s a lost cause. You try to help someone they tell you that you wont be helped in return.

It makes them happy to be in a frame of mind where everything is dark and pessimism rules. They live in a land of no hope and joy. If you see them smile it actually makes you wonder if its genuine happiness or because they have seen something to add on to their long list of “I told you so”.

You are genuinely nice to them they think its pretence. You get angry with them they are not surprised and they welcome the anger as their just reward. They blame the world for their misery and lack of hope. I wonder when they will realise that no one makes one miserable unless you let them. Under all that cynicism hides a troubled, broken and vulnerable spirit.

Fanoos Went Foos :(

2005-12-12T09:40:00.000+05:30

Of all the stupid things this storm could do was - do nothing at all. I was very excited about the fact there was to be a heavy downpour. I was actually following the news like an earnest puppy. I was even looking at satellite images and was going ohh ahh over them. But did anything happen? Nope, It’s bright and sunny! (Groowwlll!)

Well I am not exactly having a very chirpy morning since; I went to sleep around 1:30 and woke up at five to tie a sari for a hostel mate (she was going to pick up some important delegates along with two others from the airport). Crawled into bed by six but when I desperately want to sleep, nothing happens. Oh yes, it rained in the night but the weather was not so magnanimous about raining in the morning.

Well, I should actually thank my lucky stars nothing really happened, just for my selfish reasons I cannot sacrifice the well being of others. (The hell I can't. Hmmphh)

Brighter Day

2005-12-09T13:30:00.000+05:30

Not been feeling too well since Tuesday evening. A little bit of cold and bit of fever. And of course I was feeling very sorry for myself since my mommy was not talking to me since last Saturday. It was more like hello…two sentences and ...bang…that’s mom banging the phone down on me. No prizes for guessing why. So along with feeling sick, there was the self-pity and when you feel sorry for yourself your eyes turn into waterfalls. So then I became more sick, all dejected, depressed and morose till mom realized that I am not well. Oh the joy of listening all the love and affection in her voice (and the guilt). She loves me my mom and I love her too.

I realize she is only looking out for my good but then again it’s my life. So mom and I made a pact ‘no emotional blackmail and I get to decide ultimately’. It’s a relief to get it out of your system and now I am hardly bothered about what’s gonna happen next. The reason being- I have got the best set of parents in the whole wide world and they love me as much as I love them.

I am feeling much better, I guess when your heart is light even sickness cannot hold you down for long. :)

Sari and Riding Side Saddle

2005-12-08T14:22:00.000+05:30

I completely forgot about this, well it kinda slipped my mind. On Monday we had gone to attend a wedding. And since it was a wedding I decided to go in a sari and since I don’t want to be the only one in a sari I asked ms. nothings aplenty wear a sari. AFJ was also wearing a sari and so I was quite happy for the company. Don’t ask me why, but I don’t like wearing sari if it has to be only me. So ms. nothings aplenty and I went to my hostel to change, now comes the funny part. How to get on a bike wearing a sari- side saddle? Well, I gave her a tough time and finally got on the bike issuing a promise that we don’t stop anywhere in between. Trying to manage your sari while riding …ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it’s a nightmare and also hold on to your balance.

We didn’t know we were in for a bumpy ride I mean really "bumpy". The ride was filled with sound effects from the both of us. Then of course when we were coming back from the marriage hall, we kinda got lost and we found our way out (talk about being lucky). We were of course coated with grime from all over Chennai. My skin felt light after a bath, as if a huge weight had been lifted off (seriously).

The marriage was okay; I wonder how people can take the smoke. I had started sneezing after a point. It was a relief to get out of the sari, finally. Wearing a sari and riding side saddle... its really scary!

Lunch at that Mexican Place

2005-12-06T15:06:00.000+05:30

I was out for lunch with ms. nothings aplenty. We had gone to a Mexican place to eat. A favourite place, for the both of us. We are real poor eaters, but we love this place so we just had to go. I was thinking about this restaurant since morning, well I was basically drooling in my thoughts. I ran the idea by ms. nothings aplenty and she agreed. So I reached there and we ordered our favourite- Mexican chicken fry. Its amazing, you get taste of honey ,chilies and its crunchy. Yummmm!

She ordered a veg.priyazo for main course and I ordered for chicken tacos. Ohh, we had a wonderful time. I had a even better time controlling my food! Hee hee. But it was fun and we had a nice time. For dessert we ordered a chocolate rum mousse and split it. We kept trying to get the flavour of rum in every bite. It was yummy! And now both of us are totally full and feeling slightly sick. : )

But it was worth it. We usually try to make a once a month trip to this Mexican joint. Dont think I will be having dinner tonight.

Noises in the Night

2005-12-06T10:10:00.000+05:30

Since it was pouring on Friday, most of us decided to turn in early. And so here I was sleeping peacefully when I heard this scream. I thought I was probably dreaming this at first, and then I turned to see if my roommate was awake. She was, and was clutching her sheet up to her mouth. She was staring at me and wasn’t even blinking, god that gave me the creeps. The scream came again louder this time, rite outside my balcony. My roommate jumped out of the bed and came on mine. I asked her ‘did you hear that? Should we go out and check?’ I was given this horrified look with a vehement No! It was a man who was screaming; don’t think both of us were too keen to find out.
The screams kept coming and they sounded horrible, filled with pain. Since we didn’t want to go out in the balcony, we decided to get out of the room and go to the others. We got out and saw that the lights were on in the drawing room and everyone was up.

Around midnight, while two of my hostel mates were sitting out in the balcony (upstairs); they saw a man jump the gate and he had a huge log of wood in his hand. He started running towards the hostel keeping near the bushes. That’s when the girls alerted the watchman, who went after him. The watchman caught the guy but was beating him right outside my balcony. That’s what I had woken to. The screams were still going on and well most of us had our ears covered. Suddenly it stopped, we went towards the main door and looked out, the watchman came up and said that the guy had slipped away and was hiding in the shed.

Since the sheds are more like abandoned buildings behind the hostel, it was not safe to venture out in them. We decided to call up the ncc mess that was right next to out hostel. Two bhaiyas came over. Ten minutes there was no sign of that man, so the watchman decided to go out of the gate and look. While these two bhaiyas were keeping watch. Suddenly this man emerged and the bhaiyas went after him. They caught him and started questioning him. He looked horrible and scary. He was acting as if he didn’t know where he was or who he was. The warden decided that he was probably pretending to be mad. Since it was raining and calling the MP in the middle of the night would take a long time; we decided to call the cops.

The cops came, they checked the grounds and then took the guy away. Phew! We then called up the OIC and informed him about the whole affair. It was over, finally.

It was still pouring and with the special effects of thunder and lightning. Nobody wanted to go to sleep after that so we all sat together in the drawing room. Finally around three we all went to bed. I was having a very restless sleep, since I could not get the horrible incident outta my head. Suddenly my roommate screamed. (We sleep with the lights on). She got up looked at the balcony and said "that man". Well since she sleeps near the balcony side I thought there was another man out there. Then she turns to me and said “you woke me up” and promptly went off to sleep. I was sitting with my mouth open. Yikes, she scared the hell out of me. The next morning, she did not have any recollection of the whole incident, except a sheepish grin. Needless to say I was awake throughout the night staring into the balcony.

Advice -from the Temporarily Insane

2005-12-02T16:30:00.000+05:30

Hmmm.
Only a few days back I was laughing at my roomies plight, who had to take snaps in sari and salwar. She went grumbling and came back grumbling. Never thought my OWN parents would turn traitors.

I wonder what happened to that pact dad made with me? ”You wont marry some jerk and leave me will you? You can get married by 28.” I was quite happy to say yes. (I love my dad and my mom and would not leave them for the world. Oh yes I love my dog and my sister too. )

This was when my sister was getting married. My dad actually told her (my sis) that if she has changed her mind he would take her away from the church. No problem. This was at the entrance of the church; they were waiting for their cue to go in. Sweet dad na?

Then came the time when I asked dad if it was okay if I liked someone. Dad was like “of course, I will just break that guys knee caps, it’s not your fault.”
My dad is the best!

Now comes the time of showing snaps. You don’t like the guy, so you say you don’t like the guy. You do not under any circumstances point out his weird physical attributes or the lack of them. Maybe you don’t like the profession he is pursuing, or he is too old blah blah. Then of course you state that you are a little young and need to be more mature to handle marriage. You don’t want to rush into anything and make a mistake and make your parents cry. All this helps.

Always talk in a calm voice do not raise it. The next best thing is scaring the boy, if it extends to meeting the guy. It’s easy. Study him, analyze him, if he likes the bimbo type, dress up in drab clothes, be serious, and don’t laugh at any of his jokes. Be arrogant, ooze out attitude as ‘in your face’. Be very career minded and if you already are, good!

Do not make compromises from the beginning. It’s your life. You cannot start a new chapter with a compromise.
Well if you like the guy and don’t mind getting hitched, that’s a different issue.

Well the weekend is here and it’s back to raining cats and dogs! All you guys have a nice weekend!

A Conversation

2005-12-02T10:01:00.000+05:30

What does it mean when your mom calls you up all sweet and nice and asks you-

“do you have a nice snap? Can you mail it to me?”(Exactly!!)

Well no mom I don’t. You have a box full of photos; use them.
Well I am talking about your most recent snap.
Well I do have those trip snaps…
No! I meant you alone as in the snap.
Mom what you playing at? (Like I don’t know.) *Eye roll*
Ummm well you see (all happy) your aunts and I met up with a friend of mine. We had a get together.
That’s nice. So how is everybody…?
Ya ya they are fine. The thing is there is this boy; well your aunts and I agreed he is really nice…
For who? Your friend? Lol
Stop being funny! You know what I am saying. You are talking like your sister.
Mom sisters are alike.
I know she has spoilt you and so have we...
Maa…
Fine fine… well I think you should take a look at him.
Ok will talk to dada about it first, did you tell dada about this? Hmmm?
Of course I did.
Lets see what dada has to say about this.
For everything it is dada for you.
Yep mommy. Well you are also equally precious ma.
(Disgruntled) Well your dad is telling you to keep your mind open and if you want to say no its ok no reasons asked. Happy?

Happy? No. Satisfied? Maybe.Will a passport snap do ma?
No! This is not an interview.
Well it kinda is mom.
This girl!Just send a nice snap? Sari?
No mom!
Ok ok. You will send the snap?
Hmmm
That’s not an answer.
Ya. Ok fine will send you something.
Not something, a snap!
MAAA!
Ok fine take care love you bye.
Bye mom, love you too. *sigh*

Sheeeesssshhhhhhhh!

Forever

2005-11-30T14:20:00.000+05:30

If I could look upon every falling star,

I would wish

that tomorrow would never come, and

today will remain here forever.

And I

forever sheltered in the knowledge

that the unknown tomorrow...

would never be mine.

Wolves

2005-11-30T10:58:00.000+05:30

I have always loved the way wolves look. I mean there is something about them that catches the eye. The first time I heard a wolf howl was when dad was posted in Assam, and it used to be really loud. It wasn't one but a whole bunch of them (could have been a bunch of feral dogs too). We kids got used to it after a point. We used to actually sit out in the balcony and listen to them.
If in the distance you could see a cloud of dust you know for sure they are out. I have seen some small ones but never seen a huge wolf. Why do I love wolves? No idea, I guess they remind of huge dogs and since I have is half terrier and a mountain dog mix, he is ferocious but a real darling. So thought I would share some pics of these wonderful animals.

Curls

2005-11-29T11:03:00.000+05:30

Well I think that straight hair is plain gorgeous. I mean you style it the way you like it and if you get a haircut…IT SHOWS!

In a family where everyone seems to have beautiful silky straight hair I am the odd one out. I have curls that take a lot of time to be tamed. Everyday I brush my hair till I can make any sense out of it. When they are brushed our or combed out whatever they look fine. Its only when I wash them they get into that curly effect. Grrrrrrrr!

Ma calls them the lion’s mane. I mean come on; God could have blessed me with straight hair too right? But no, that didn’t happen. Why? Coz my mother wanted one of her kids to have curly hair. She loves curly hair; well she shouldn’t have cursed me with it. I keep having these useless arguments with mom about it. Like mom cant I like straighten it puhleeez, its difficult to manage them, can I cut it short then… the list is endless. The option of straightening it is outta the window because she doesn’t want me to spoil the texture nor does she want two look alike sisters. I though mom was being funny my sis and I look the same?

Well the truth was revealed to me, when I got my hair straightened (it goes back to curls once you wash it, sigh). I loved it! I could actually see my hairstyle and it was dead straight. Since it was for my sister’s birthday, we were all bunking at her place. My bro in law stepped into the house, he thought I was my sis then when I started laughing he was dumbstruck. (He was like ‘oh my God you look so like your sis’. Then… ‘What the hell did you do to your curls? They were lovely!’) My sis loved my hair but a change once in a while is good. Needless to say by the time the party got over a lot of people mistook me for my sis.

Most of the people I know like curly hair (because they have straight hair). I am still out to convince mom that straight hair looks better on me but to no avail. If I ever have a child I would never wish for it to have curly hair.Its not I like I hate them, infact I know they look good but still straight hair looks better. : (
Sigh!

Question

2005-11-28T11:33:00.000+05:30

The question is why? Fine we have asked it a million times before and we seem to be asking it over and over again even though we have the answers. Why do I have to back down? Why can't they change? Why do I need to understand? Why do I have to walk away? So many answers so many reasons. But still I have the question… why?

There have been incidents when men(not all) pass comments or try to bump into you or worse. And of course they hang around in big groups so that if they do something you wont know whom to yell at. The saddest part is the security in such places, are they blind? I mean so much is happening around you and they act as if they are part of the pillars they are standing next too.

I don’t see why men have to make women feel degraded. Most of the women I know don’t blame themselves for what happens but then again a minute before you are happy and smiling and the next minute the smile is not on your face anymore. It can just plain ruin your whole happy mood.

The best thing you learn to do is embarrass these men. Corner them in front of people, giving them a piece of your mind. It used to work before. But nowadays yell at them, embarrass them, it just adds on more fuel to the fire I guess. Some of these men actually take it as a come on signal. From which angle I have no idea. The crowd never reacts, so it is pointless to even look at them for assistance.

Why can’t these men just live in their zone and not trouble us? Women don’t go around bumping, passing comments and drooling over men do they?
Even though I seem to have those answers...I still want to know why?

Saturday and Sunday- Weekend

2005-11-25T16:02:00.000+05:30

The weekend is on its way. Yay! The weekend is on its way. Yay!

Ok before you throw something at me I will stop repeating that.

Well the weather is quite pitiful outside, but trying to be cheerful about it. Since the semester exams are over for everyone (in the hostel) we have decided to party on Saturday night. More like a celebration sort of a thing. Exams are over, December is here- Christmas and last but not the least its Saturday.

Hoping to watch a movie this weekend if I get the tickets.

I am hoping my weekend turns out to be good. The rest of you have a blast. Laze around, dance the night away; do anything- just have fun.

My Sun Sign

2005-11-25T09:12:00.000+05:30

I have always been fascinated by what I read in horoscopes. No matter how many times I have read about my sun sign in Linda Goodman’s book, I still wanna read it over and over again. I don’t know if others are interested in reading about their sun signs or not. It’s kinda funny when your friends think that all that is written about your sign is true. I say not so, I am definitely not all of that. (Well maybe a lil bit).
But then again what you are isn’t foretold by the stars is it?

Like I said I love reading about my zodiac so I am putting down a few things about my sign which I got hold of online. And I have added a few of my inputs as well. (Yes I know its long.)
(This is not from Goodman’s book)

1. Making an impression is Job One for Leos, and when you consider their personal magnetism, you see the job is quite easy.
ME: personal magnetism? Is that what it means when I seem to attract only trouble??

2. Leos are an ambitious lot, and their strength of purpose allows them to accomplish a great deal. The fact that these folks are also creative makes their endeavors fun for them and everyone else. It's quite common to see a Leo on stage or in Hollywood, since these folks never shy away from the limelight.
ME: ‘I am fun’? Hmm maybe. ‘Creative’? To a certain extent yes. ‘Never shy away from the limelight’… What are you crazy?

3. They are also supremely talented and have a flair for the dramatic.
ME: ‘dramatic’? Oh so true!

4. It's the Lion that symbolizes Leos, and the king (or queen) of the jungle is a most appropriate mascot, since these folks consider themselves the rulers of their universe (and the Zodiac at that). Like Lions, Leos tend to be dignified and strong, and it is this sense of their power, which allows them to get things done.
ME: ‘rulers of the universe’? Not a bad idea at all! *Evil grin*

5. Lions are indeed opinionated and set in their ways.
Me: ahem, well everyone is like that. * Halo over the head*

6. Leo is ruled by the Sun, the center of the universe and the fuel for our being. In much the same way, Leos consider themselves indispensable and the center of the universe, and those who would tell them otherwise had better look out!
ME: I am not saying anything.

7. Lions are outgoing, self-assured and have a tremendous zest for life.
ME: give me more.

8. The Lion's enthusiasm is boundless, and along with that comes generosity of spirit and the determination to succeed. That focus may be construed as vanity and even bossiness at times, but Lions would say 'No way!' and continue along their regal path. Regardless of appearance, those born under this Sign can be counted on for their loyalty and sense of honor. They are also decisive, intensely proud and wonderfully romantic.
ME: hmmm …

9. Those born under this Sign are fearless and strong, which may be why Lions plunge in headfirst and let the chips fall where they may. Thankfully, Leos are dignified enough not to commit too many pratfalls. It's the Lion's unswerving courage that wins so many folks over.
ME: will a cheesy grin do?

10. While some would take to calling Lions status-conscious, these folks are truly warmhearted and want everyone to be happy. Hey, it's their kingdom, and happy campers make for a perfect peace.
ME: I am all for that!

11. Yes, the pleasure principle is paramount to the Lion, and along those lines, Leos are great at spending money. Lions can't fathom an uncomfortable throne.
ME: that reminds me I have to bug dada for money. Its crazy living alone you know.

12. The great strengths of the Leo-born are their creativity, idealism and leadership. Lions don't lack for ambition, either, so they're likely to accomplish a lot -- and have fun while they're at it. Their warmth and loyalty ensures that others will enjoy the ride as well.
ME: la de da de da

13. When the lights are low, the essential Lion comes to the fore, since this beast is 90% fun and 100% romantic. The Leo lover is devoted, creative and almost too hot to handle! Since Leo rules the heart and back, however, overzealous Lions may have to take a deep breath and slow down a bit. You can bet that the Lion's home will be swaddled in royal purple and gold.
ME: really???

14. Generous and warmhearted, creative and enthusiastic, broad- minded and expansive, faithful and loving
ME: don’t you just love the sound of that? I do.

15. On the dark side....Pompous and patronizing, bossy and interfering, dogmatic and intolerant
ME: Nahh not really. Word of advice- anything you read take it with a pinch of salt. In this case a sack load would do.

LIKES
Speculative ventures, lavish living, pageantry and grandeur, children and drama
DISLIKES
Doing things safely, ordinary-day to day living, small minded people, penny pinching and mean spiritedness

My Blogging Personality

2005-11-24T14:39:00.000+05:30

Your Blogging Type Is Thoughtful and Considerate

You're a well liked, though underrated, blogger.You have a heart of gold, and are likely to blog for a cause.You're a peaceful blogger - no drama for you!A good listener and friend, you tend to leave thoughtful comments for others.

What's" Your Blogging Personality?

The Socks Story!

2005-11-24T13:28:00.000+05:30

I was reading a post on socks, which inspired me to write about them. I went shoe shopping the day before and got a great pair of sneakers (thanks Dad!). So naturally I wanted to get some socks to go with them. New shoes new socks that kind of funda works with me.

I remember the socks I wore when I was a kid. Lace edged ones that my mother would lovingly buy. Some would be dressed up with bows; some with small roses or even the colours would be different.

Then of course we had the boring white ones for school. The length kept diminishing (of course) by the time we reached class twelve. So wearing ankle length socks became the fad. No matter how cold it will be ankle length would work just fine for us girls. :)
Oh, we did have dark green socks for our winter uniforms in Delhi. It kinda complimented the uniform even though it was a yucky dark green.

The best thing about buying socks nowadays is that it comes in different colours and designs. You have striped ones, ten different colours in one pair; designs like ponies, hearts, butterflies and what not.

So I bought two pairs -one in deep purple and white with hearts and the other in deep magenta with green and white stripes…shocking, I know but I couldn’t resist them.

Wearing plain whites or even blacks & blues is sooo boring. The different colours actually remind you of a candy shop. Well they actually perk up my mood.

I don’t think they would look nice on men- the colourful ones I mean. :P

Your Ideal Marriage Proposal Is?

2005-11-24T13:08:00.000+05:30

And this is what I got!

Your Ideal Marriage Proposal Is

You asking him when you're ready (after turning him down many times!)

What's" Your Ideal Marriage Proposal?

Pair of Heels

2005-11-23T10:36:00.000+05:30

I remember when I got my hands on my first pair of stiletto heels and I was jumping with the excitement to try them on. Mom was quite skeptical about them.

Mom: you are going to fall flat on your face with those. Besides heels are not good for your back.
Me: mom let me just try them on and I won’t wear them for long.

I was buying them for my sisters wedding. Naturally mom didn’t believe me, considering that I will be tottering in them throughout the day. As usual my sis came to my rescue and let me buy them. Yippee.

Now came the part of balancing and walking with grace. Its different when you are in the shop you are fine then, coz you are too happy to notice anything. But thinking about wearing them for the whole evening? Hmmm even I had doubts about that.

But surprise surprise, I wore them throughout and took them off only around 5 in the morning. I walked, hopped, ran and even danced in them. Since then I have been hooked on to heels. So far I have three blacks, one beige & one bronze.

This December I am going to add on one more to my collection. I also have a collection of ‘sensible’ footwear, but wearing these heels makes you feel something else. : )

(P.S. It actually does not hurt, once you get used to it)

No Office for Me... Guess why?

2005-11-21T21:58:00.000+05:30

Coz I am not well that's why. So fine, I did not have to face monday blues like my other pals had to, but sitting at home and doing nothing... that is the pits. I mean if I see my bed once more I think I am going to be sick. Well, can't help but go to bed coz I have nothin else to do...oh the circle of life. (Dont ask me how I came to the conclusion of circle of life coz I am still pondering about that myself).

Today I found out that I have low B.P. This brought out a fresh batch of scoldings and shaking of the head by my lovely parents. Hey like I know why I have it. Naturally my lovely sister will join the club and yell at me too. Yes you guessed it right- I am in the mood of 'feeling sorry for myself', self pity and whatever.

No office tomorrow also- parents orders. Hmmm so what am I gonna do tomorrow?? Oh nothing...probably crawl the four corners of my bed, round and round and round.

So the point I would like to stress is that I HAVE NO OFFICE TOMORROW! :P

The movie and blah blah

2005-11-20T20:54:00.000+05:30

The movie was good, it was amazing...all you people out there puuuhhhhlllleeeezzzz go see the movie. Even though I had my cold and sore throat, I was quite happy and excited to go for the Potter movie. The rest of the day was spent with the washing machine ofcourse...sigh. But who cares, I was still in the magic world of Hogwarts. The dragon scene was fabulous and I am not going to say anymore cos If I start I wont stop (hee hee).

I think Stanislav Ianevski (Viktor Krum) was really cute. Some of my pals liked Cedric and some like me liked Krum...oh well each to his/her own. Even though he did not have much to say in the movie (a line or two or three), he surely did a good job. As in playing the part of Viktor Krum to the T. And yes, that is Viktor Krum!

My parents have come visiting, so quite happy right now. Still sick though, but mom and dad are here so not really bothered by that. Gotta get off now, dad is sending me stinkers since I am not in bed resting. Tomorrow is another day...sigh......(sunday is almost over). : (

If I had my way mon-fri would be the weekend and sat and sun would be working days.... oh man would't that be fun. Oh well, it never hurts to dream about it.

Grey Clouds

2005-11-18T14:00:00.000+05:30

This does not seem to be a beginning of a great weekend. I have a nasty cold and a headache and something tells me there is more to come. I just hope that if (God please no) I am going to fall sick, it should happen after the movie. Not today, tonight or tomorrow morning if the sick bug has to hit me let it be after 11 tomorrow not a second before.

As it is my oh so lovely friend piggy wiggy is hoping that I miss the beginning of the movie, since she can’t come as she has got better from a viral bug that bit her.

I am going to be optimistic I wont fall sick coz I am strong and I will watch the movie beginning till end without missing a second. (I wonder why I am still feeling so glum after declaring that….)

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire

2005-11-18T10:14:00.000+05:30

I am going for the movie ...finally!!

Unfortunately we could only get our hands on the tickets for the morning show- 8:00 a.m. It was actually difficult to get tickets that early in the morning considering all the other shows were houseful.

My friend had to make a mad dash for them, but came back and said he didn’t get them. I was very disappointed, then he starts laughing and says 'don’t worry I have them’ ohhh I could have strangled him but he did get me those tickets so didn’t do him any physical injury. ; )

YAY! I am going for the movie....

( Don't know how all of us are going to get up in the morning though considering we are all a lazy bunch especially on saturday morning.... guess tomorrow the hostel will be buzzing will alarm clocks.)

The Cockroach Episode

2005-11-17T14:38:00.000+05:30

I for one cannot stand bugs and roaches are my worst nightmare come alive. All my friends know I am simply petrified when it comes to these bugs. I can handle lizards, mice, and rats anything not this creepy brown antenna showing bug. *Shudder*.

Let it be of any size, you will see me running out screaming or jumping on the bed till some one kills it. I cant look at a dead roach; always get the feeling it will be alive. Worst are the ones that fly. This is actually too funny but that time it was way to scary.

We had finished dinner and all of us were in the dining room talking about haunted places and stuff when a flying roach came in, I was the first one to see it so I ran out screaming. The rest of them thought I had seen some ghost and followed screaming. Complete mayhem; the warden came running she thought some one had got hurt. Finally when they asked me what I had seen I told them it was a flying roach I got thumped with pillows.

This happened yesterday. Yesterday was oil massage for the hair, so my roomie and I were sitting with oil in our hair. Finally around eleven in the night I went for my bath. I was in the process of rinsing out the suds outta my hair when I see this huge roach sitting on one of the doors (two doors for the shower) it’s antenna going up and down.

I dragged my clothes on, suds and all went out screaming (as usual) got my roomie to kill and get it outta my sight. Finally I got to finish my bath. But kept looking all over the place for some brown antenna-twitching monster throughout.

My Friend Mr. B

2005-11-16T15:48:00.000+05:30

My friend Mr.B thinks I am emotionless and heartless (guess means the same thing).
Reason: Cos I am not ga ga goo goo over relationships or have girlie ideas about marriage.
Don’t understand him… if some woman goes ga ga over those things he has that disgusted look and says ‘GIRLS’.

But when I take a practical approach to things he thinks I am draining myself out of emotions and not being ‘normal’.

This makes me feel like saying ‘MEN’. Hmmph!

Says I am taking a very mechanical approach about marriage and life itself (eye roll).
The last time I looked at my life I didn’t seem the least bit mechanical to me…

He is harmless my friend Mr. B. Guess he is looking out for my happiness. Swweeet na? Pointless but still sweet.

Guess he is going to kick me for this post.

Wedding Bells and Sightseeing

2005-11-16T10:04:00.000+05:30

Went out for lunch with my college pals yesterday. It was a long time since we had met and it was nice catching up. One of my friends is getting married, so it was also a round up for distributing invitations etc. Plans to go for the wedding and blah blah. This naturally triggered the talk about the rest of us. Naturally the one who is getting married is all very happy and excited.

But somehow she got this stuck in her head that the rest of us need to get hitched too. She wanted to spread the happiness or so she wanted us to believe. Scary!!

She has plans of introducing her fiancé’s friends to us.... the ideas this woman gets. After much threatening that if she played cupid none of us would show up, she finally quit harassing us about marriage.

Then she went on and on about how her fiancé is like this and that (eye roll). Couldn’t help grinning though, she was positively glowing with happiness.

The wedding is in Dec and we are all dying to go. At least this way I will get to see Kerala. Sightseeing with old friends and a wedding…nice. :)

What Famous Leader are You?

2005-11-16T10:00:00.000+05:30

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Hee hee! :P

Logic??

2005-11-14T14:38:00.000+05:30

Can someone make me understand this logic a colleague of mine spouted? Lets call him X.

X: Hey how was your weekend?
ME: it was good.
X: so did you go out with your boy friend?

ME: ya of course I did (eye roll)
X: where did u go?

ME: Ya we went out for a very nice lunch (sarcasm)

ME: and how did u come to the conclusion I have one?

X: you are modern

ME: uhh…what??

X: ya you are modern and so you have a boy friend
Me: so? What are you pre historic?

X: hmmm
ME: how will you describe yourself?
X: broad minded
ME: then what am I? Because I seem modern to you as you put it I must be having a guy?
X: ok fine you are traditional and have a boyfriend. (Grins)
ME: (shook head)

And I am still wondering why I had that conversation in the first place.

'What Classic Movie Are You'? This is Me

2005-11-14T11:00:00.001+05:30

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Guess it comes with being an army brat ; )

My Weekend- one of those days

2005-11-14T11:00:00.000+05:30

It was Saturday and I was meeting my friends for lunch.But before going out for lunch my friend wanted to go out to the tailors. So we made a trip to the tailors, spent about thirty minutes there. Then she wanted to go to the bank, so we did. We finished that work. Then, (yes there is more) she wanted to go pick up her tickets from a friend of ours, so we went there had a nice chat and got the tickets.

It was already 1:30 by then and we had to go for lunch so we finally reached the restaurant. After lunch, I had a nice huge 3-scoop vanilla with hot fudge and roasted cashew sundae. Hee hee.I indulged myself, after the whole week I deserved the treat. I made my pal split it with me though (will feel guilty if I had the whole thing).

While we were waiting for the bill, my friend noticed this guy sitting on the other side looking at us. So naturally I glanced at him to give him this dirty look, but he didn’t seem that affected by it (sheesh, whatever happened to ‘I was caught staring embarrassed look’?).

Hmmm, so fine that didn’t work, so we ignored him. My lovely friend who just loves to make things obvious (exactly when I am trying to ignore it) " ...I think he is looking at you". Ahhh jeeez. He went on staring and no matter how many times I caught him staring he didn’t seem affected by it. Stone-faced moron.

I didn’t know the guy, so now I was a lil edgy and I really wanted to leave as quickly as possible. But my other friend lets call him B, didn’t seem to take the hint that I was in a hurry to leave. Me miss paranoid. As we were leaving Psycho boy takes out his camera phone and starts playing with it. Angles it here angles it there. Felt like bonking his head with something.But, just cos he took out his phone did not mean he was taking pictures right?Nevertheless I left in a hurry. Phew!

The day didn’t end there.
In the evening I went out for shopping with two of my hostel mates (piggy and Cynthia who is called bubby now). I really made them walk up and down the mall. After a point they refused to lemme go into any store. I guess they were tired considering we left hostel around three something and came back around eight. Shop till you drop that’s what I always say.

Well in the night Piggy wanted to put henna on her head, all of us were awake so sat and mixed the henna. After three hours applied it on her head around midnight. Poor piggy had to sit up the whole night to wash off the henna.Sunday was truly lazy. Got up late, read a book, lazed around and finally ended it with an evening walk. Now back to Monday.

Friday is here!!!

2005-11-11T16:24:00.000+05:30

It just hit me that today is friday and it's already four something in the evening. Finally! The weekend is around the corner. I am very happy. Two more hours to go and I will go back to hostel.

The hostel is going to be a mad house tonight, since the weekend is here. I am sure most of us are going to sit up late and yap or play cards or even play dark room. I don’t think any of us have outgrown our childhood in the hostel (big grin).

Tomorrow is Saturday and I will sleeeeep and sleeeep. Then meet friends, go out for lunch and oh yes go shopping. I am so going for shopping.
All you people out there have a nice weekend. : )

Strangers-a-calling

2005-11-11T10:40:00.000+05:30

They are sure to get on your nerves if they keep calling up again and again and again. And it just does not seem to penetrate their stupid skull that you are not interested in talking to them. The next line will be 'oh then lets get to know each other and then we wont be strangers (eye roll). I don’t think you are speaking Latin when you say not interested please don’t call up again.

But sometimes no matter how rude you are they just don’t get the message. Those calls tend to freak you out after a point, you don’t pick them up thinking, ignore it; it will go away (the ostrich policy).

This happened like a week back or so.... I got a message some person asking how am I doing and he knew my name to boot. First thought was that it was one of friends playing a prank, but when this person called I didn’t recognise the voice. (Could be friend’s friend rite?).
I asked him his name; he refused to say it, so I disconnected the call.

He kept calling after a point I would pick up the call and cut it. He gave up calling but the messages didn’t stop. By then I had checked with all my pals, they didn’t know who it was. Now I was really angry. This person just didn’t know the meaning of no. Kept crapping about heard a lot about you and blah. Duhh!

Since he didn’t seem to be getting the message I had to tell one of my friends to call and warn this guy off. My friend did that and I got a message from the jackass saying that he really didn’t want to disturb and trouble me and blah blah.

Disturb????? Now he gets the idea, after some guy told him to buzz off?

If you get the message that some one does not want to talk to you I think you should respect that. I don’t think anyone would like some nameless calling up and telling them I know all about you, heard a lot about you and can we be friends? Psycho comes to mind.

Why call up some one and freak them out? If you are that desperate to have friends go out and socialize.

Seven Things

2005-11-09T14:24:00.000+05:30

I have been tagged by Accidental Fame Junkie , so here is my list of the Sevens.

Seven things that I plan to do:

1. Make loadsa cash
2. Take care of mom and dad
3. Go for evening walks
4. Open my very own fashion store
5. To stop watching horror flicks
6. Try to be less cynical
7. Control my temper

Seven things that I can do:

1. Stay awake all night
2. Stay silent when I have to
3. Real mean to people who upset my friends
4. Bake
5. Be very irritating when I want to be
6. Watch cartoon network 24/7
7. Get paranoid about small things

Seven things I can’t do:

1. Can’t say no to stuffed toys
2. Can’t sleep alone
3. Be mean to animals and birds (mice qualify too)
4. Teach my dog that he is my pet and not the other way around
5. Be brave about big bugs…eeeeeeee!
6. Say no to people who need help with something
7. I can’t play cupid for nuts

Seven things I say most often:

1. What the *%&#?
2. Oh mannnn!
3. Nahin re…
4. Kya baat?
5. What s***!
6. No way!
7. Really??!!

Seven people I want to tag:

I could'nt tag anyone sice the ones I wanted to tag have already been there and done it. : (

Why the Double Standards?

2005-11-09T09:25:00.000+05:30

I would like to know why we have double standards when it comes to men and women.
Picture this-a couple in love, have very good relationship and are very happy together. The man tends to look at pretty women and even commence in harmless flirting; but he is still loyal to his ladylove and loves no other. His reason being boys will be boys it's human nature to admire all the good things in life. Women should understand that and blah blah. And harmless flirting never hurt anybody. Right?

But if the ladylove does the same thing, macho man is all hurt and insecure. Why? According to macho man ladylove can look but should not flirt. Again I ask myself why the double standards??

I guess it’s different from individual to individual. Maybe there are men out there who do not feel insecure about their ladylove flirting. If you are true in your relationship you have no reason to be jealous or insecure.

Not Fair :(

2005-11-08T11:37:00.000+05:30

This is just not fair!! How can it happen? It's nice and cloudy again, the same thing happened yesterday. Big gray clouds but no rain. But it rained quite heavily in the night. I mean why couldn’t it rain like that in the morning? At least I could have slept in.

I had to get up today also, it's back to being cloudy again, wahhhh. I am sure it will be the same thing today; really cloudy and not a drop of water. Then it will pour like cats and dogs all through the night and come morning everything will be dry. Something tells me the sun is going to come out tomorrow...sigh, it’s just not fair. It’s not a big thing that I am asking, a few more hours of sleep is all that I ask and so far not a rain drop in sight!

A Little Bit of Sense Please!

2005-11-07T17:10:00.000+05:30

My friends and I were walking on the pavement; the roads were filled with rainwater. When suddenly a car zoomed by splashing everyone on the pavement with dirty water. It was horrible, cold dirty water is not something anyone would ask for even on a hot summer day. I mean how hard is it for some people to understand that when there are water clogged roads and people are walking, the best thing to do is to drive slow? I hope that mans car conks off!!!

The Case of the Floating Slipper

2005-11-07T15:11:00.000+05:30

No this is not an Agatha Christie mystery book.
Yesterday was Sunday, my friends and I had to go out shopping. So we got ready made sure we were nice and warm, armed with umbrellas we set out.
Since it was raining we thought it would be best to wear cut-offs and slippers. We finished our shopping and came out of the mall and walked down the pavement to the zebra crossing. Now the road had ankle deep water, we got into the water (no other way to cross) only to realise my chappali was floating away. Cynthia (hostel mate) and I both tried to retrieve it, it almsot went under a standing auto (the water was flowing quite fast) but I caught it. Cynithia actaully went to the other side of the auto to get it. We finally crossed the road without any hassle. Phewww!

It was funny though seeing my little chappali float away like that. We all had a nice laugh.

Thursday Night!

2005-11-07T11:00:00.000+05:30

Sleepy weekend. Three days of good sleep and lot of rain. But good sleep on Thursay night was not meant to be.

Well on Thursday since I was a lil scared I told Chotu (Priya) to sleep in my room, she said ok and told me to leave my door open said she would come down after sometime. So I was happy reading and after a while went off to dreamland.

Problem 1- locked the door by mistake which lead to problem 2- chotu could not enter.
I was out cold by ten and Suji (piggy) messaged me around ten thirty. The message read- ' what are you doing? Any sign of the woman in grudge?’

Chotu and Piggy were upstairs and were waiting for me to come up and yell. Since I did not reply nor did I go upstairs, they came down to check. They knocked on the door but I was fast asleep. They were quite disappointed since their prank failed to get the necessary response.

As usual I got up around three something to check if everything was okay. Saw that I had got messages and read Piggys message. I wasn’t sleepy anymore picked up my book to read but the message kept playing in my head. Then I saw that the curtains were moving, I freaked out completely. Opened my door, ran up the stairs and went to Piggys room; started banging on the door. In my panic I didn’t realise that the room was open (hee hee) Suji and Priya were up, I told them "guys I am not going down there, I am scared". And when I told them it was because of the message they burst out laughing. Suji was quite sorry but she kept laughing and I was like' what is wrong with you? who told u to send me that message!! Grudge of all things you pig'.

Priya came with me to collect my pillows and sheet and we came up. I put the table lamp on, even with those two in the room I was a lil scared. In the morning I felt really stupid. Suji was amazed; they all know I am scared of our hostel staircase; it looks real creepy in the night. But I braved it and came upstairs that too around three something when it’s really dark and quiet. Naturally as soon as the others came to hostel Chotu and Priya told them all about it. Needless to say they found it really funny. Hmmphh!

And for the rest of the weekend Priya (Chotu) slept in my room.

A Long Weekend

2005-11-04T17:00:00.000+05:30

They are the best things that can happen to anybody. Think about it... three days of no office! I already have a huge smile on my face. No getting up early, you don’t need to iron your clothes and haggle with those auto walas for three whole days. You don’t need to make a mad dash for office, no skipping breakfast to be on time. Peaceful!

Since it's going to be a long weekend, I have already listed out what I will be doing on all the three days. Sleep, go for walks, read and of course go out with my hostel mates.We are all planning to go for a movie. And this Saturday we are getting Biryani from Shirin's grandma since its Eid on Friday. She makes amazing Biryani and she is happy when she knows we eat a lot. So most of us are clearly anticipating Saturday.

Well, here is me wishing- Mru, Accidental Fame Junkie, Rita, AquaM and Nothings aplenty a happy long weekend. Have fun you guys!!

Birthday Gifts

2005-11-04T14:11:00.000+05:30

I am sure everyone agrees with me when I say it’s difficult to pick up gifts. No matter how close you are to that person, you just don’t know what to pick. You know their likes and dislikes but when you are out there to purchase a gift...oh boy, it's mind-boggling.
I just can't make up my mind sometimes; I will finally get down to three or four choices and that’s when it gets difficult.

Perfect example was when I went shopping for Rita's birthday gift. I knew I was buying her a kurta; I spent an hour looking at the Kurtas and couldn't make up my mind for nuts. Finally, I got down to selecting it and THANK GOD she liked it!Now it’s Vee’s birthday on Monday and I know what to get her but I know I will be spending a long time shopping. Why can't it be made easier?

Solution: Best is to take the birthday baby along with you and get them what they like, right then and there. Problem solved! I know it kills the surprise, but they are gonna see it anyways. Birthday gifts = hours of pondering and shopping!

But sometimes when you get them the right gift its nice to see the smile bloom on their faces. Makes you feel all happy inside!

Sleep

2005-11-03T22:10:00.000+05:30

I keep telling myself, not to watch horror flicks, but I keep going back for more. I like watching them (whatever one can watch through the small gap between their fingers) and I usually open my eyes at the wrong time and see the scary parts.

My roommate has gone to Delhi and I have to sleep alone. Right when I am trying to sleep, my stupid brain recalls all the scary scenes that it can remember and I keep looking around the room incase something is out there to pounce on me. I sleep with the lights on, no way will I switch off the lights. But I get up like four or five times in the night, check if everything is okay and go back to sleep.

Trust me when I say that by the time it's time to get up and I am dead tired and really sleepy. Waiting for my roomie to come back soon, so that I can sleep peacefully. I actually keep two Bibles next to me; feel much safer that way. It's become a routine for me now, getting up in the night checking the time and checking the room.

Since tomorrow is a holiday, I can sleep for a longer time and not get up around 7:30 in the morning. I wish I could keep Snowy with me, when he is around I sleep like a log. Actually both of us sleep like logs. :) My roommate is coming back by 14th, and that's like far far away. But I am holding on till then; I have the lights to keep away the darkness.

Just hoping the current does not go off (gulp).

These Auto Walas

2005-11-03T16:49:00.000+05:30

Since it rained in Chennai, the auto drivers are having a ball. They have been doubling up their prices and actually take it as an insult if you quote the right price. If you haggle with them rest assured they would complain through out the journey or drop you before your stop. It’s maddening!

Some of them try to have a P.C with you and no matter what (glares, stone faced, look like the lorry ran over you) they still keep looking at you through their rear view mirror. It gets really scary when they take you through lanes saying it’s a short cut but it ends up being longer. When things like this happen I make sure I call up some one who can reach me at any given time tell them where I am, by reading the address on the shop boards. I have learnt not to show that I don’t know the area that he is taking me into, or that I am getting scared when they are rash driving.
Traveling in an auto in Chennai is not that easy, especially late evening.