21 December 2008

Another one bites the dust!

I laugh and sulk at the same time, this is ridiculous I taunt myself a dear friend has found love why cant I for once not be selfish and be glad about it. I am glad, very much so. She had been crazy in love with this guy admiring every single bit about him and narrating it out during our calls to the point that I without having ever met him knew more about him than maybe his sister!

I sulk knowing now she will be so absorbed in the glory of the new found love, that she will have to charge her mobile battery 3 times a day, that she will hang up our call gushing like a teenager saying "he's calling..". I long to tell her that this feeling will pass like everything else, it for all I wish is not temporary and it against all odds will work out for her. I've listed out at least a few lines giving excuses of my reasons to sulk but not actually hitting the nail in the head, so here we go. I sulk and there is an element of sadness in this joy I share for her because she left me alone! Alone! in this jungle, the Land of Single hood not that I'm scared, I've been leading the pack haven't I?

Growing up, I mean really growing up from College, to a steady job in a cosmopolitan city, to travelling to London to making a life here I have never once looked back and wished to stay back in a place I was. I admit like everyone else I would have wished to go back and set things right, but I wouldn't go back and be there because I have had some real tough times. I have loved and lost and at times lost before I even realised I loved! don't ask! its a post in itself :) At every stage in life high school, college and work I have always had this few friends who shared or rather understood my beliefs, my so called rules and my outlook to life. I wont say I'm unique and different from everyone else but very few agreed or saw things the way I did, again its my beliefs so some understood, some disagreed but some preached! Now when someone talks about their own ideologies they don't need your approval or your advise but some people never learnt and would preach about what I was seeing wrong and why my outlook to everything had a dark tinge to it.

Coming back to the whole point of LoVe and how the perception changes as you climb the stairway to the old home maybe :), I had few simple rules, never to marry a guy whom u have never met with the intention of trying him out. In simple words the concept of "Arranged" marriage is just plain BS to me! Again not offending anyone here who might have gone for it, my parents had and they have a very good marriage. Also never to marry before I hit the 26 mark. Looking at the future from when I was 21 fresh out of college and working in one of the most respected IT firms the night was still young! I was living life to the fullest surrounded by people I like and at times breaking a few hearts and getting my heart broken a couple of times. How did things change from that to this? Where these 3 girls who "get" me, started panicking about being single and went out on a hunt. Seriously!! they would meet any new guy with a watchful eye like comparing the person against a mental check list they had. Good looking "check", Good sense of Humour "check".I mean come on, why is that suddenly the moment you cross 24 you look at yourself as if you are like a wilting flower/plant or something, better get them before your face falls off or your brain stops working!

I don't see any reason behind peoples rush to work things out, if you want to find love and get married, don't go shopping for love with a list in your head. And among those 3 girls two of them went through this kind of panic attack and settled for either a guy their parents chose or some guy who chose them where in the girl never loved him but grew to love him! This left out the 2 of us me and for sake of easiness let call her VN. VN and I used to talk a lot to each other couple of hours over weekends and a few minutes everyday. I missed my life in India and London left me with few new friends not people who had me as a friend because they liked me rather people who didn't have a choice to pick friends so stuck with me. VN and I were the only ones sticking to our ideas of committing a little later in life and enjoying the single life and the usual stuff you say you do when u don't have a bf/gf/fiance/spouse to make out or fight with :) I relied on her the days I felt my parents actually despise me because they were encouraging me to register on some matrimonial sites just in case its too late by the time I am 26 or 27 that I get only... *gasp* the left overs!! arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! don't get me started but such days of mental torture was coped by calling VN up ranting out to her about anything and everything some name calling and signing off with a good laugh.

Now VN the mature, independent single girl who "gets" me and sharing the same outlook to life is *tadaaa drum roll* is in lurrrvvvv and getting married! yeah! yohooooooooo my friend is getting married, Wait wait! did I tell you to whom?? No? well to the same guy I mentioned in the beginning of this post! Wait the best part... she tells me "Its so nice to see dad and ma so happy, and he is soo cute!" after all that she went through I think she deserved the beshhht! :)

Here's to you babe... and u guys make a cute couple!

15 December 2008

Smell



is a sense without which every emotion feels incomplete...


A few days back I got back from work at 9pm only to realise at my doorstep that I am locked out! It was pouring like an annoying hand shower which just continuously drips water and the temperature was well below 0 degrees. It was a surprise that I didn't breakdown and weep, after making a few calls and arranging to stay over at a friend's place for a couple of days I headed off to Tesco(a nearby retail store) where I had to get stuff I needed for the next 2 days including formal tops and a trouser for work, soap, towels, toothbrush to even a comb. I picked up a citrus shower gel which boldly claimed it was Lemon and something*(cant quite remember it) flavoured. Another thing you might want to know about me is my weakness for anything that has a tangy smell! I say stuff coz I love anything orange flavoured from cakes, juice to even a face mask :D

Where was I? yeah the Citrus and Tea tree flavoured shower gel, I kept it back thinking it must be just another citrus product as the zillion other u get in London none of which sadly has even a faint citric smell, but the price on it compared to the others just made me pick it, and guess what??? I loved it. It had a very strong citric smell and the something* part of it was weird but not bad. Today out of curiosity and to solve the mystery behind why this shower gel was soo damn special and why I couldn't get enough of it, I read the label and viola! two little words explained it "FOR MEN". Sigh! that explains it why I had even the urge to wash my sheets and pillow cases using the shower gel so I could sleep into the smell... it is meant for guys!! for men! damn!

Mystery solved and then it dawned on me, why is the world soo cruel... some smell so alluring so powerful, zesty, tangy and makes me go all weak in the knees is meant for men?oh the cruelty! so twisted is the logic behind the marketing strategy of perfume and perfume toiletries. if its something that will make u sigh immediately stick a label on it and say its meant for the opposite sex! so effing unfair, I want to have a shower gel, a shampoo that I want to smell all the time meant for ME!! to be used by me, for obvious reasons, I am not gonna smell a guy 24 hours a day am I, but I am stuck with myself so I might as well be soaked in a smell that makes me happy!

Ahem on the other hand, feet or side of the neck if you prefer. Are guys a bunch of sissies and girls the rugged breed? ahh! now don't get offended please you alpha males out there. I ask this outrageous question only because of the above mentioned twisted logic. A sweet smelling girl for whom you guys would have the hots for is usually soaked in a very flowery perfume, so YOU GUYS like the smell of sweet flowers and strawberries and the likes, while you guys add on the minty, tangy and citrus masculine smell which we long for! hmm now that's something to think about :)

16 October 2008

The Crazier Sibling!

I receive 6 calls from my bro one after the other when I am in a meeting. I panic because he is never this insistent and would wait for me to call back. Cursing everyone in the room killing time, I rush out mumbling my apologies. I had him on speed dial, so I hit 5 and wait...

Ring....Ringg.....Ringg....
Arghhh (answer goddamit!)

Me: Hello Hello
LB : hmmm Hello
Me: How are you? Is everything ok? Why did you call? You called 6 times relentlessly? What is it? You ok?
LB: errrr... where are you?
Me: HUH?!!! wtf! I am in London, but whats with you? Are you ALRIGHT? (I scream!)
LB: Give me your address
Me: ARE U OK? reply to that and why you called? whyyyyy?
LB: I want to search where you work on Google Maps
Me: HUH? (*blinking furiously* wondering if i heard it right)
Me: What why?
LB: I wanted to see you on Google Maps, just in case you were out of your building.. you know... out for a walk!
Me: arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!! $%"&"%£!^$&"¬%$!$£"423 (list of expletives) *click*

Phone rings and its him again

LB: hihihihih i got you ther for a sec, didnt I? *laughing uncontrollably *
Me: arghhh... Get lost (*grinning like a fool*) *click*

Sigh! I miss the crazy bugger!

10 October 2008

Timsheets!

My manager popped over to my desk to check my timesheet report for the past 2 years, gaping all those numbers I couldnt help but mouth "What an absolute effing waste of the precious time in my life!"

Not sure I where I want to be or what would be the ideal job, where I wouldnt cringe at the thought of going to work. But to be honest I have no complaints... and that is till I figure out what it would be, that I would love to work on...

07 October 2008

Homesick!

  • Smell of ma's biryani
  • Sound of loud thunder during crazy Mangalore monsoon
  • Kori rotti
  • Neer dosa with fish curry
  • Smell after the first rain
  • Walking home from college soaking wet with an umbrella which just acts as a feel good factor and does nothing to keep you dry
  • My crazy pup(5 yrs old actually) which cant stop rubbing its head onto the floor if any perfume/deodorant/talcum powder is used
  • Ma's huge collection of diya's, Ganesh statues and loads of irrelevant figurines all displayed and crammed into the living room solely for the viewing pleasure of our guests
  • My loony friends, those guys would never leave home once they got it in
  • The new year ritual at my place where all the "guys" used to meet up at Panambur beach, and I had to go there and lead them home, 2004 new yr had 12 bikes outside my house
  • Making chicken tikka on the roof with ma and bro again 2004 record was 25 chickens’ tikkofied and playing bingo, with ma winning all of our money! She made up for the loss by asking my bro to get 2 crates of beer for the guys since they were behaving so well! And what do I have to do deserve that drink?
  • Dad's yearly visit and he gifting me the most terrible perfumes ever, which used to give me a blinding headache! But I hugged him anyway :)
  • Riding to the secluded private beach to sit on the rocks and watch the sun go down ever so often and always alone
  • The eat outs at namma kudla
  • Fried ice cream from Hao Ming :( (Dear God! I’m gonna weep now )
  • Impulsive trips on bikes with the guys to Bekal Fort, and out usual adda-Pilikula!
  • Sanna(Yeast risen Idli's) and dukre maas(Pork curry), a speciality typically made on occasion at any Christian household in Mangalore
  • Neo and our late nit yahoo chats
  • Elections celebrations at my college
  • College Strikes :)
  • Organising Inter College Events, managing to win once in a while in such event to feel proud about my college :)
  • Spending a few hours in the small church close to my place alone with no one there just to absorb the silence
  • Smell on blowing out a matchstick
  • Daff and the late night talks when she stays over at my place
  • Gaming! I miss playing CS on the network with guys... Omg! I miss it soo much, it was soo amusing to kick their ass and listen to them swearing
  • Finding out about bro's list of gf's from sources and later hint and tease when mom's around :)
  • Liquid Lounge or LL to us Mangloreans, favourite hang out

03 October 2008

Drone-On

*SPOILER ALERT*

If you plan to watch the movie, do not read any further because I will be commenting on the most amusing incident/scenes in the movie. Brace yourself

Movie begins with some weird looking gora boys vandalising a shop(well i missed the first few mins, I'm sure i missed out on a lot!) our small B comes in at the nick of time to listen to the tiny gora spout some gibberish which I later was told were threats in HINDI! wow.. what are the odds, hindi speaking gora's in the middle of some EU country or Russia for all you know.

Now the crisis, its kind of like a Cinderella story, poor small B lives with some guy and his mom who both dislike him are in the movie for like 2 minutes, so he is this loner who talks to a blue petal which follows him and gifts him a kada(bracelet).

Enter the clown aka Kay Kay, one of the most amazing actor turned to a circus clown in my opinion. He is the evil magician Riz Raizada who is after the elixir of life and to let us know that he creates a clone and the kills the clone which is covered in some goo stuff and also lets us know that he thinks his enemy Drona is still alive somewhere.

I know Mr.Goldie has spent a lot on the graphics, but "Ghustaaki Maaf" what were you thinking? Its ten years since movies like Matrix have come out and this is the quality of a special effect movie bollywood can come up with?

Coming back to where i was yeah, blah blah now small B works in a bakery and the guy he works with looks exactly like a BAKER, like the ones we see on the bread covers or Pillsbury for crying out loud and in comes a gori nun and yet again insists on speaking in hindi to our boy who replies back in English. Sweet. More irrelevant stuff happens and he ends up at the golden seat at the show of the great magician none other than Riz Raizada who immediately recognises him and send his gunda's to get small B. A chase is shown and then out hero is struck by a dart surrounded by around ten of the yellow pullover doned gundas. In enters another dash of bright yellow and steps out our heroine/side kick/baabuji ki beti(dont ask! you'll know soon). Now considering that its the current time and our hero is dressed in casual jean and a jumper, it is just soo magical to see the lady look like a witch but showing a good amount of cleavage and a weird weapon and manages to save our hero.

Hero wakes up to Oop Cha, wat is the deal with this song? Wtf!!! magical lady/sidekick/babhuji ki beti is in skimpy clothes dancing with a bunch of very well toned black doodes! way to go girl, but what is your point again?

This is just the beginning but I guess I'll leave it at that :)

All i can say is that the graphics is absolutely spell binding for a bollywood movie. Just a change in cast getting Kay Kay off and a better implementation of grpahics used would have made the movie much more convincing.

Ciao for now

29 August 2008

Miss you Pa...

Sitting here in this plush modern office of a prestigious bank, I long for a life which was much simpler, much easier and filled with a lot of happiness. I am definitely not sad, but neither am I happy maybe content but that's about it. I miss home, miss my mom's open laugh, her cheerful face flashes in front of me leaving me longing to go back home. Dads constant little demands, his advices his presence and the person he was, his rare show of affection, his impatience... I miss all of it. I miss the sense of belonging, the feeling that there is always someone to help you out.

He lost a lot of himself, and we as a family lost the essence of this man who was very unreasonable at times, had to get his own way but always thought twice about us and placed our wishes and whims before his. The person he was, his strength, his faith in God, his trust in people he loved, his optimism his zest for life and all the good things in life had all been shattered. After fighting cancer for over 2 years, what is left of him is a frail person who has this bouts of depression. He talks about giving up on life, a person who never had anything easy in his life is fighting this vicious monster. But I glad to see that he hasn't lost his faith or the strength he always had, he still take care of himself and my mom when she feel ill. I have always admired your strength dad, thought never have been able to say it loud mainly because I'm shy of such gestures and we just are not that kind of family. I think with cancer you have turned a new leaf and thought it can kill the essence off anyone I think you stood the test and gave us hopes during the dreary times. I regret not being with you and mom all the way but I truly admire you and love you for doing all the things you did, I miss you terribly. I miss fighting with you I miss your attempt in controlling us, sometimes being a stubborn person and not accepting that we are grown up adults now.

Take care dad... Just one of those days when I wish I was near you to make you laugh or gang up on mom with you just to see you laugh and make mom furious :)

Love
Me

04 February 2008

Distance...

My insides hurt, the pain is excruciating; I don't know if I can take it anymore
I feel hollow as if my whole being was sucked out and all that's left is a lifeless body
I retch and heave hoping to turn my insdes out, praying it relieves me of my curse
I hurt…
He leaves…