Voyage

Break!

2011-04-20T18:10:00.004+05:30

So where has this page of my life gone. Have I forgotten about it…NO! Then where, where did I wander off to, only to come back in search of my escape.

Yes, escape…from this mundane, moronic, manic everyday life (read routine). Ya, I don’t think its life anymore when you merely exist to meet ends at work and home. Trampled upon by stresses of urban life, I am dead tired of shouting out for a break. (Plizz to note – which I haven’t taken in the last 2 years). Phew!

All that revolves in my mind, day in day out is - when will I take a break and escape from this madness. Now you ask – what’s stopping me? Right? Responsibilities baby, responsibilities…of being a good daughter, wife, daughter-in-law, professional etc. etc. Blah Blah!

But I am sick of running around fulfilling other people’s needs and sacrificing what, I actually wanna do. I want to rest, sleep, relax, stop and smell the flowers, listen to birds chirping or even music, not think about work or the next chore at home and above all want to be pampered. Don’t I deserve it after all this chaos. But more than that I need a maid! (Is god reading?) Coz if I get that, most of these problems will vanish.

OK can’t write about my problems anymore…makes me sick! Ciao

Emotionless

2010-08-12T14:59:00.002+05:30

There comes a time in life when you feel tired of running after things, when you feel that you have done everything you could to achieve what you wanted, whether you got it or not doesn't bother you. Suddenly life becomes a blank slate. A passionless phase, where there is no vigour to achieve anything anymore. Every day becomes a mundane task. Nothing excites you, nothing makes you happy.

And you look back at your life as if this was your dying phase and see that it wasn't remarkable anyway. Materialistic things don't matter anymore...you only look back to see who you were...were you a good daughter/son, a good sister/brother, a good friend, a good wife/husband or a good mother/father? Yet you find no substantial answer for these questions. And your life becomes a question itself. What was so great about it anyway? Was it worthy of anything? In dismay you wander in thoughts for answers. You weren't good enough for anyone anyway.

You hold on to god for salvation...your only hope! You wish to die to end the agony of these haunting questions. You become emotionless...nothing seems to affect you. A void surrounds you...you become immune to the offerings of life and emotions.

Like a broken dead leaf fallen from the tree...with no colour, no life and nothing to hold on to...you wait to be trampled upon or rot till your existence is culminated.

I respect

2010-05-05T18:27:00.002+05:30

Have you ever come across people in your life, who touch your heart in a special way that you form a very heart-melting admirable opinion of respect about them?

I recently came across someone like the above in my office. He’s a coy, sweet, 45 something gentleman who runs around to do our administrative chores. A soft spoken man, who does not know much about technology or emails and neither can he speak a word of English, Naveen bhaiya (as we all address him) has spent a good 10 years in this office. As he walks down towards the office from the bus stop every morning, he holds a petite thaila which has his lunchbox. He enters the office and wishes us with his gapped tooth smile as he slowly passes by each desk to check for our attendance.

Last Friday his smile had extended to fill his dusky complexioned cheeks with more colour as he announced that he was getting his first entire weekend off in his 10 years of dedicated service. And we all burst into celebrated cries of congratulations for him. A reserved man, he comes down and sheepishly asks us for our daily bills and couriers every evening.

I don’t know why, but my heart goes out to him, full with respect. I get a very heart-warming feeling for this man whenever I see him. His dedication to this office and how he bears with the unorganised environment and yet always has that gappy-tooth smile, is exemplary.

I feel resentful when the owner of the company humiliates him in front of everyone, because of his slow paced and old time approach. Not understanding where this man comes from, how can he know what standards are involved in dealing with top notch designers and luxury retail brands. But I guess both have worked with each other for so long that they have formed that love and hate relationship of can’t and yet have to work together.

But still I feel sorry and sad for this man when I see him standing submissively bearing all the scolding. I can’t bear it and my eyes fill up with tears. I so wish I could do something for him and it makes me angry that I can’t. I pray to god, to bless this man with all the happiness and hope that his smile stays forever!

Memories

2010-04-22T18:02:00.004+05:30

As I waited for the last minute confirmation from my travel agent, I hurriedly pack my suitcase trying to shove in everything possible that I needed for my trip. My toiletries, the hair dryer, my boots and my coats all go in. Yeah! I was traveling to a cold country.

Getting out of the house, I juggle between thoughts like whether I have packed everything I needed or will I miss my flight. Thankfully, I manage to make it to the plane. I put my luggage into the overhead hold and strap myself to the seat. And then everything goes black, the next thing I see is that I have already reached my destination.

Getting out of the airport I see pearly white roadsides. The tyres of the cab make a slush-slush sound against the last night’s snow on the road and I behold the skyscraping horizon of Manhattan. Yes – I am in New York. The much awaited or should I say the never imagined or dreamt trip, has come true.

Our first day in NY and everything looked amazing. I remember the last time I saw snow was when I was 3 years old at the Rohtang Pass in Manali. But who really remembers that, it’s just a memory from the photographs. So technically I was seeing snow for the first time since I came to my senses. We make our way to the Central Park. The landscaped panorama is breathtaking, reminds you of a snapshot out of a Christmas card. Snowy trees with a hint of green grass and semi frozen lake looked overwhelming. Excited as we were, the first thing that came to our mind was snow fighting, we started making snowballs and hitting each other. Ah! The feeling when the flakes smash against your face. Too hard to describe in words…

…and then the alarm went off! Sigh! It was time to get up and go to work!

Humble request

2010-04-14T13:52:00.002+05:30

I have a request for all the those sexy, sleek, elegant, luxury sedan and limo owners of the city.

PUSH THE PEDAL AND MOVE YOUR ASS!

I mean what's the point in spending so much of money and owning a car with great horsepower when you are not going to use it. There is a speedometer in there that goes up to 180 km/hr (or more), please make use of it. I am not suggesting to push it to the limit but please move beyond the pace of a tortoise. The fast lane has been given that name for a specific reason. Please don't drag at the speed of 40 km/hr on it. Even the traffic regulations allow you to move at 50 km/hr.

And to all those who have given these lovely automotive artworks in the hands of the drivers, please your car won't scratch if it moves beyond 40 km/hr on an empty road. And why drivers, I mean don't you wanna feel the wheels yourself when you own such amazing beauties. I would rather drive it, if I ever owned one. The look on the poor driver's face seems as if he's been held at gunpoint to drive the car and the moment he goes beyond 40, he will be shot.

Then there are those drivers who think that just because they drive a luxury car, they own the road. No indicator and they will turn towards you as if you were invisible. And when you give that glare, there faces would turn red and you will be able to read clearly 'F you, don't you see the size of my car, buddy...let it off or should I start telling you my dad's contacts' Blah!

But please give your cars the respect they deserve. At least drive faster when the roads are empty. Or small car drivers (like me) will feel disgusted and at the same time super great when they overtake you and shrug you off saying 'kya fayda aisi gaadi ka, humari sahi bhaagti hai'

Back in business

2010-03-31T12:53:00.003+05:30

After much resistance I just could not help the temptation of posting that I have landed myself a decent J.O.B. Why resistance? Off late I have been quite superstitious about blowing my own trumpet. But whatever.

My current state of mind - CALM...not excited...OK, slightly fearful of what the future holds for me.

I think its natural to feel this way after being out of work for 10 months.

Area of work - A small but decent PR agency dealing in high end luxury clients

Perks - Very close to home, ummmm....decent pay package (ok not so great, but its fine), the segment I always wanted to work in, a great deal to learn and set my basics right.

Worries - Devil Wear's Prada type work environment, fearful of insane bosses (don't know yet)...especially after the previous ordeal.

I don't know how to react right now, coz its not the dream job, yet it could turn out to be one. Everything is very hazy...I dunno what to expect. Too many hesitations, interpretations and apprehensions. Probably the toughest decision of my life (so far).

Praying!

Retail therapy is toxic

2010-03-22T15:41:00.007+05:30

I had an amazing time shopping with friends over the weekend. The best part was that it not planned. I am sure all of you must have had this feeling that when you go shopping with a plan, you never seem to find the right stuff. So I went with an intention to just have fun and ended up having even more fun. Below are the beautiful things I picked up during this impromptu shopping spree.

First were these lovely printed PJs. PJs are everyones best friend, they are comfy and you somehow never feel tired of wearing them. So I decided to get myself brightly coloured ones this time. Hoping to match them with lovely kurti's for a day out as well.

Then was this lovely long dress cum top. I just loved the print, couldn't shake it off. Well it wasn't a requirement, but it looked simply great. Planning to wear it with black tights or just like that with a belt. Drool!

The best buy of the day was these gorgeously bright harem pants. I have been looking for one for a really long time. And I got exactly what I wanted.

The impulse buy was this lovely, classy top. Don't you just love the neckline. The best part about this one is that I can wear it casually during the day yet carry it off with great shoes for a gala evening.

OK now I wanna go out.

What unemployment does to you

2010-03-18T13:10:00.002+05:30

So the answer was a diplomatic NO! Apparently they were not convinced coz I gave 3 right answers out of 5. Whatever! Its not so easy to keep getting this. But I have always believed that those who toil, stumble and rise are much better than those who get it easy in life.

Somewhere I have started getting this weird thought in my head, maybe my previous devil of a boss is still trying to create obstacles for me. She's quite capable of being that insane in her head. I don't know, I still get a bad feeling about this.

I hope no one has to go through this phase in their lives ever. As rejections come your way, depression mounts and you get lost in the entangled thoughts about your capabilities. Initially you are fine, but as time passes you start thinking whether you are worth anything or not. Gradually you reach a stage where you start getting scared of interviews even. As more time passes you feel like a total loser, who has no skills what so ever and you start looking back at your career thinking that whatever you did was all wrong. Perhaps you've made the wrong choices and that's why you are here. With no one ready to hire you, you go deeper into depression and only think negative things about yourself.

Anyway...all I have to do is keep trying and maybe one day the fruit will fall in my lap or rather I'll reach for it.

Trance - music of my life

2010-03-12T13:18:00.005+05:30

Listening to AVB episode 333, I love that episode of his, or maybe because that was my introduction with his music. He's the best trance DJ in the world, not that I know them all. But yeah a few. The other day someone asked me, what kind of music do you listen to and I said trance and the guy made such a face as if I was an alien. Yeah I listen to trance, what's wrong with that? I don't understand why most people have a perception of it being dope music. There is a reason why its called trance...it takes you to world of your imagination, where you can be anything YOU want to be. Yes it is that toxic. I know a lot of people don't like it, but I have never made faces on others' choice of music.

I think I had a liking for this music since I was a kid, just that I didn't have a name for this genre. Or maybe wasn't exposed to it. Listening to ambient music would rejuvenate me. Music by Ian Ritchie for Globe Trekker attracted me since the show went on air a decade ago and was called Lonely Planet. I remember increasing the volume of the TV every time the show started with its theme song, well it still is the best piece of music and gives me goose bumps every time I listen to it.

Tiesto, Paul Van Dyk, Robbie Rivera are just some of the maestros of this beautiful genre of music. Then of course there is this guy Dimi El, his music is sooooo awesome. And we have our very own Karunesh...beautiful stuff. Listening to all of them makes me so happy. Kudos to these lovely musicians for giving me the music of my life.

Barfed it out

2010-03-11T14:45:00.003+05:30

Ok I am very antsy right now. Will I get, will I not? Will I get it, will I not? Phew! Its like a nail-biting match. With a zillion anticipations in my head, and a constant urge to talk to someone and pour it all out, I am compelled to write another post the same day. Never happened before.

A blog can be a very good friend. Seriously, I think its a true friend...it takes all the shit, its a great listener, you can curse on it whenever you feel like, it gives you relief from the mental trauma the whole world causes and yet it never throws a fit or gives you attitude for not listening. Brilliant!!

So the dilemma is whether this job is coming my way or not, in fact its more about why didn't I do well today. Maybe I did? I still don't know. But you know the feeling you get after not writing an exam very well, its just that. They'll let me know by tomorrow. I know I was good yesterday, but today was was a bit of a downer. Suddenly this job has become very important to me. Till yesterday I had a blank expression about it. Facing defeat so many times, I hardly had any expectations. But after the interview, things changed. Suddenly things started to look bright. They said they liked me (yes they did). So expectations went up too. And since nothing has been looking so bright, this small ray of light has become my only hope. Am I just thinking too much or blowing my own trumpet? Things can be quite jinxed with me at times. *Touch wood*

Playing farmville...its quite addictive. I still remember mocking at Pompie for playing it, and now I am more addicted than she is. Well facebook has become boring too. I joined twitter yesterday...its ummmm OK. Following Chetan Bhagat...cool na. Might follow SRK too, but then I am not interested in where he's going or which conference is he attending. Whatever!

Praying

2010-03-11T12:13:00.003+05:30

Had an interview yesterday, went quite well. If I get this job, I will be getting what I want. Was able to impress the CEO and the Branch Head. They called me for another round with the department head today. Now that went OK OK. I think I wasn't that great in the second part. But I want this job so badly. More so if I don't get this, its going to put a big question mark on my capability. Its been a year since I am out of a job. And I can't take sitting at home accepting rejections anymore.

Please god help me get through this one. I need a breakthrough. Please, please help me.

Damn you backache

2010-03-09T12:30:00.002+05:30

I am in pain...the excruciating wild, can't-stand-up-or-sit-pain in my back has made me almost handicap. It was getting better, until yesterday when I drove back home. Thanks to the recently built mount everest sized speed breakers in our colony, the poor car still jumps in the air for micro nano seconds even though its at controlled 5 km/hr speed. And voila! a chill went down my spine (read literally not metaphorically) and hence the worst backache of my life.

Just when I was thinking of hitting the gym again, this had to happen. F you, speed breaker conceptualizing pigs!

So now I can't bend forward, I need help to get up from my bed. Sitting is ok, but not for long. I am not happy with the doctor I am seeing, he says I have weak bones - HAH! what do they know. How can it be, when my calcium levels are normal. Besides weak bones don't happen overnight (as in my case). If I had weak bones, I would have not been able to go to the gym for more than 2 days, yet I went for a month and a half. I would have achy bones all over my body.

Its just a simple case of a stiff back. Have you ever experienced the nerves in your feet overlapping and the pain caused by it, when you can't move your foot? Well its just that. I need the pehelwaan kind of twisting, turning and bone popping solution to this. These docs sitting in palatial hospitals only know how to mint money for a small problem. Sue them!

The Outburst

2010-03-04T13:35:00.002+05:30

So what do you think, is it OK to vent up ur anger against crude behaviour, wily antics, injustice and discrimination, which has suppressed you for many years?

I finally had an outburst of this sort on someone, and to tell you it helped me cleanse my soul. Though some part of me told me that it was wrong to be so harsh, yet there was another side that said it was necessary. Some people need to be told things in their language to make them understand the agony they cause to others. It was high time to let it out. Somehow it brought out the woman in me that got suppressed in time. And after a very long time, I wasn't scared. I wasn't scared to be my true self. Yes...this is me...ACCEPT IT! I won't take shit from anyone.

The other day I was watching Legally Blonde and at one point the professor tells Elle Woods - 'If you are going to let one a****** ruin your life, then I don't think you are that girl I knew you were.' It suddenly sent signals on the highest frequency to my brain and more so to my heart, that what the hell is the matter with me? Where has my inner strength gone? I thinks its time for a revamp. I am a fighter not a quitter. And I will fight it out to rediscover myself again.

A few curses

2010-03-03T12:03:00.003+05:30

As I get deeper into the depression of not getting a decent job, I realised that I have actually got so used to being at home that when I think of starting work again I get thoughts of getting up early in the morning, stress and tension driving. Phew...well that ain't a good feeling I say. I don't want to get used to this lame life...with Internet being my only excitement.

Yesterday I logged off early in the day and just couldn't find anything else to do. So I logged in again. Life is quite a bitch...at least mine is. But then I think of the things I got to do all this time and I think over again...it isn't that bad either. Yet we all have grudges against life most of the time.

So...my day to day life is nothing but a virtual world that I stay in more than half the day (Yeah...I need to get a life...I know), fighting the stupid backache I have developed over the last one week. Dunno how? It was there one morning and refuses to leave my body. I can't go to the gym because of it...so I curse my life even more. And why in the world we feel more hungry when we are at home? And above all, I curse the consultants who call once in a while show you nice dreams of getting you a job and then vanish like they were never there. I have never believed in consultants anyway. For the last 6 years, I have got jobs applying directly to companies. Consultants are good for nothing blood sucking vampires.

Another feeling is that I have started getting bored too easily, like I am bored of writing this post now. So ciao!

Misunderstood!

2010-02-03T20:30:00.004+05:30

Urrgh why do people have to be so unreasonable all the time...I mean why...why...why! Is it me or is someone being really opinionated.

A smallest of gesture is perceived in a totally opposite manner, just because people have an opinion about something that they refuse to understand the real motive behind it. I am so fed up with all this. The things I want to do with my heart excite me no more, because they are perceived in a totally different manner, that it breaks my heart. I never intend to hurt anyone, or show anybody small...I do these things because I love doing them for the people I love. But I don't feel like doing them anymore. It works like tit for tat (OK bad example) that when you keep doing things for someone not expecting anything in return, but the person doesn't even acknowledge it, you are bound to get disappointed. Don't you? I don't want anything in return, for me happiness of the person is more important than anything. But when people perceive it as an act of kindness or pity...or showing myself as a superior, its better that I just don't do anything!

Not a good feeling

2010-02-01T12:21:00.003+05:30

Well my sister couldn't make it to mom's b'day. But she's making it for dad's, which is tomorrow. Yayieeee. I don't know why am I not as excited about this as I was a day or 2 before. I think it was that argument I had with mom.

Well she was lecturing me about why I left my previous job, without one in hand and that I shouldn't have done so...so and I got really pissed, coz the circumstances in which I left it were certainly not permitting me to work there for another hour, forget waiting for a job. She went on and on about the fact that I should accept jobs which pay me half than what I used to get, not understanding the consequences of the same in today's world. So I got really mad and snapped at her (which I shouldn't have), but it made me so mad. My self confidence, which was already like a cracked mirror, shattered into pieces. Every time I start feeling good about myself, someone has to say something that I just lose it again. And it hurts even more when people so close to you do that.

Every time I hear people telling me how I should have handled my previous job, I get so mad...I know what I was going through. Its easy for people to say things. I let go of something that I liked doing, because some stupid bitch wanted to show the world that she's the boss. I know how it feels to have let go of something you truly loved doing. On top of that being without a job for more than 8 months. I went through the pain of being literally abused and humiliated by someone...an attack on my dignity and yet I have to hear things. I still fantasise about how I will one day answer back that bitch in the same demeanour - that will be the day of my payback!

Excitement is in the air

2010-01-28T15:32:00.004+05:30

Hey I finally found a new design for my blog, though I loved the previous one. But I wanted a summery one from such a long time. I love summers, firstly because its an open weather...I love sunny days - they make you cheerful; then one does not have to be confined to the blanket the whole time; you can wear all the sexy clothes and don't have to look like Santa; and of course waxing off your hair is much easier. Winters on the other hand are dull and this time the winter has been such a bitch. But its been warm for the last few days and I am loving it.

My cousin is getting married in 2 weeks, and this time the wedding is even more spl, because its at my ancestral home. I love family weddings, they are so much fun. Almost all my cousins are going to be there. I so wish Nids can make it for the wedding...more so if she can make it in the next 2 days and surprise mom for her b'day. Wow that's gonna be so cool. Please god give her, her passport and visa.

I have been gyming for the last 3 weeks. Doesn't look like I have lost much weight, but it makes me feel good. I hope I lose some for the wedding, so that I can fit into my wedding lehenga! Its like a piece of jewellery for me. I am goin to wear the second time since my wedding.

Well I gotta go to the gym now. Please pray my sister makes it to India within a day or two. Ciao!

Its been 5 years!!

2010-01-22T14:12:00.003+05:30

Wow, how time flies...seems like it was yesterday we got married and suddenly its 5 years. We celebrated our 5th wedding anniversary yesterday...with a twist.

G was to leave for a official visit to Mumbai by a 5 pm train last eve...and god knows how much shit I gave him for leaving me on the day of our anniversary. But there was no choice. So we just went for a nice lunch at Big Chill Cafe, though with a frown on our faces that we were not going to see each other for the rest of the eve.

Well, I dropped him off at the station and we gave each other a nice kiss, with everyone staring as if it was a crime. As I was about to push off, G came running back and said wait the train is 6 hours late. So I decided to stick around for a few hours and make most of this available time...thanks to the Delhi fog. As time passed, his colleagues decided to get wasted at a bar, instead of waiting in the cold. We moved to Moets for drinks and sheesha and spent nearly 3 hours of the lovely evening. When G inquired further about the status of the train, he got to know it was further delayed by an hour. I was so happy to hear that. We all moved to our place for more drinks, dinner and a game of cards. And G finally left home at 11 pm for the station and I thanked god for the lovely 7 hours I got to spend with him.

Though not a perfect romantic anniversary, but quite eventful...and the best part was that we were together. Which matters to me the most.

Thank you god...I more strongly believe that there is always a good waiting to be discovered in any situation.

Death after re-birth

2010-01-19T12:59:00.002+05:30

Thanks Dips for reminding me about this place! Well yeah I did forget abt it...in fact there was a lot going on...No! I haven't ended up in a job and definitely No! I am not pregnant. Hate that word these days! Arghhhhh! Can't a woman live her life.

And for those wondering about the title of this post...I am having a downfall of my inner confidence...yeah that happens when u work for 6 years and suddenly stay at home for more than 6 months without a job. More so, when u receive rejection from a few places. A few months ago I had a passion inside me that I could do a lot with myself...today I don't have it. Its dead...I don't have an ambition, I just know that I have to find a job and work. But I am not sure where is the place where I will find my satisfaction. As days pass, the more I feel that 'I don't have it in me anymore'

There was a time when I had a focus as to what I wanted to do with my life and now everything is so scattered. I don't know, but I have always believed that, whatever happens...happens for good. Maybe there is good waiting to be discovered!

Re-birth

2009-11-12T13:03:00.005+05:30

Wow! I think I had almost forgotten this space existed. Phew! Its been really long. I have been terribly busy with a load of things. First Pri's arrival after a year, then cousin's wedding and then Pri's departure...Yeah these few things occupied almost 2 months of my life. Gawd a lot has happened between my last post and this one.

But I am back. And not only am I back here...I am also back to the sane and normal person I was before my ordeal with my last organisation and the bitch of a boss I had there. Over the last few years I have started believing firmly in the fact that whatever happens, happens for good or for a reason. This small period, while I was away from blogger...attending weddings and meeting innumerable people, giving more and more interviews...I re-realised my worth. I gained that confidence I had lost being with that idiotic insecure ex-boss of mine. As days passed and I met more and more people outside of my cocoon, I felt that I still have it in me to charm them. And what made me realise that was the zillion compliments I received for my communication and presentable skills. (Not that I am boasting about myself, but its true.) As days passed and more of these came my way, I felt that I don't have to be demoralised anymore, there is a big world outside of my little cocoon that I have to explore. I just have to carve out my own opportunity. Also if I hadn't left my job, I wouldn't have been able to cherish my dream vacation and spend the most blissful time with the people that matter to me.

God has great and weird ways of expressing his desires in the form of our destiny. Now when I look back at my life...all I can do is smile, which in itself is a great achievement!

Inner voice

2009-09-25T14:23:00.003+05:30

Well it hasn't been that bad sitting at home and also looking for a job. Had some decent offers comin my way. Went for a few interviews too. Got through one as well...from a small PR agency...but I wasn't really up for it. Working for an agency is an ordeal. Anyway...I did go ahead with all the interviews and moolah discussions with them, but at the end dropped it. WHY? Just so because I wanna work for a better company, besides I had my inner voice telling (read compelling) me not to go ahead with it...as if something wasn't right. It was like if I ever worked there, it would just be for money, and not because my heart was in the job. So I dropped it. Did a lot of thinking of course...wasn't an impulse. I dunno but my inner voice always guides me for the better. The moment that offer came my way, I felt burdened with the thought of joining them. Am not saying it was a bad company. But it wasn't the 'one'. Anyway I am still on the lookout and hoping that I do get the offer where I can devote my heart and mind both.

@#$%^&*

2009-08-25T13:15:00.002+05:30

Ok so I have been damn pissed with Sonam Kapoor's latest remark on Delhi girls. As reported by HT City she said that - "Delhi girls are forever obsessed with getting the right man, right family and right wedding clothes for their marriage"

I don't understand these brainless bollywood beauties, who stay in a bubble their entire life, who don't have to go out and struggle for their life and career and get everything on the platter just because your big daddy is SOMEONE in the film industry. Fed with silver spoons their entire life, and staying in their 'Mumbai is perfect' world, I don't think she even knows what Delhi girls are all about. At least we don't have to try too hard to portray that we are cool, chilled out and have brains!

Sorry readers but if all of you think the same way, because that's the way its shown in movies, then I really pity you.

Lucky @ Madame Tussauds

2009-08-13T13:11:00.002+05:30

Well it so seems that, I might be back on the IST but my mind still flutters away to the memories of GMT. This is about the day we went to Madame Tussauds. As we (me, Pri and G) got into the line which, took us to the ticket counter after an hour, we were apprehensive about spending 25 GBP on each ticket...a total of 75 GBP. Wow! How much could we shop or eat in that money. But still, we did not want to come back home and repent for the rest of our life that we went all the way to London and came back without seeing Madame Tussauds.

After deciding to spend that indecent amount on a museum tour of wax dummies, we started counting the cash we would be left with after this. Since this was our second last day in London we were almost out of foreign currency. As we counted the Pounds and Pennies, Pri got a tap on her shoulder. A Scottish woman smiled at her and gave her a chit of paper - "Here you can take this." Blank from the the boggled accent we took the paper and asked her what it was about. "Its 3 for 2." Now what the hell does that mean? Still confused from the answer, we read the printing on the paper. The first line said - This TESCO coupon entitles you to a single free entry at any of the following attractions - The London Dungeon, London Eye, Madame Tussauds, Aquarium, British Museum...WHAAAAT...did it say Madame Tussauds???? We read the line again and again to reassure ourselves. We looked back at her and mumbled - So its...??? "Yeah you can go 3 for 2." It turned out that what she meant was that 3 of us could go in at the price of 2 tickets. DUH!

Our smiles broadened to the point where, everyone resembled Julia Roberts and we uttered a BIG Thank You to the nice lady. We don't know why she did that act of generosity. Excited from the discount we kept thanking her till we bought our tickets and smiled every time we bumped into her. God bless her...she became a part of our unforgettable trip and will always be remembered when we talk about it!

The trip of a lifetime

2009-08-03T16:07:00.002+05:30

Hey people...I am BACK!!! Its been a month since I posted anything. But, worry not coz I have loads to pour out.

Its difficult to describe the last month in one post here. As for me...it has been the ultimate dream fulfilment. The dream of visiting UK has been nurturing inside me since I was a kid. Seeing my dad's pictures...I always knew that one day I will visit the place. I know for some of you this might sound stupid...that how can some one's ultimate dream be to visit a country and that too UK...but mine was - and its fulfilled!!!!!!!

On my first day in London, the moment I stepped outside the tube station at Tower Hill and glanced upon the London Bridge in front of my eyes, my first reaction was a huge sigh of contentment. Seeing the beauty of its architecture so far only on TV and now seeing it standing before my eyes was overwhelming. In this one month...I have lived every moment of my dream, captured each and every aspect of the visual bliss this country had to offer. The flashy life of London, the serenity of Stirling and the medieval beauty of Edinburgh. No wonder all the hype about UK is so true.

Deep down in my heart...I have a a feeling of contentment and utter happiness that I can't describe. As if every part of me is saying that THIS WAS IT! You know when u get that goooooood feeling of achievement...its like that. A feeling of completeness. Its more like...when you plan that there are a few things in your life that you wanna do before you die and you achieve one. Well I am gonna go on n on about this, until u get bored so catch ya later!

Scotland dreams

2009-07-07T00:41:00.009+05:30

Hey pals...this is my first post from Scotland. Yeah! I am finally living my dream. And to tell the truth this place is like any one's dream. A typical Yash Chopra movie place. HAHAHA!

I am finally with my sister in Stirling. But you know its weird...though I met her after 10 month...yet it didn't feel as if we were away from each other for so long. It was like we were meeting after a regular 2-3 day interval. But its so much fun,we've gone dining, drinking, gambling and shopping together after such a long interval that it felt therapeutic.

I also have been travelling alone through UK, which made me a bit nervous initially, but later on I discovered that it was so much fun. After all this is what I always wanted to do...travel alone. But I really miss G. Life seems so incomplete without him now. But the good part is that he'll be here in 10 days. I am so excited to see him and show him the places I have already visited.

And for you guys here are a few pics...ENJOY!

London Calling

2009-06-22T16:41:00.003+05:30

I finally got my visa a few days ago...WOW! how much I jumped. After all I am meeting my sis after almost a year.

Its a weird feeling you know. Knowing G can't come to UK for another month (damn pissed at his office audit and the stupid visa delay) I am feeling sad about leaving him. I know he can't stay alone. He's been trying to cover up his emotions but I can always make out how sad he is from the inside. This trip was planned as a vacation for both of us, but now he can't come until next month. Its this feeling that makes me not wanna go. But at the same time I want to. ARGH...stupid brain playing games with my emotions. What fun does it get?

But I am happy to be just away. This is a much needed break after two years and the stupid office fiasco. So guys...I guess my next post will be from the UK.

Ciao!

Seeking reasons

2009-06-12T13:06:00.004+05:30

So I finished reading The Alchemist. Truly speaking...it went over my head. I think the gist of the story was similar to the quote I beleive in - A man travels the world in search of what he needs and returns home to find it.

The whole, desert, lead, gold, omens (OK omens I got), philosopher's stone was like as if I was trying to take a catch in the cricket match and the ball instead of falling in my hands, fell on my head and bounced to the ground. Ok in simpler words - I was trying to understand what it means, but couldn't. Sorry Coelho fans...but that's my take on the book.

Off late I have this big dilemma inside me. With all that has happened with the job front, I seem to have lost my self confidence and zest for everything. Nothing seems to excite me anymore. I am existing and not living my life. G says that its a passing phase and there is definitely something good for me in future. Coelho says that everything happens for some reason and one should always look for omens. Why am I losing my self confidence...what could be the reason for that? What kind of omen is this that I went through all the crap, thoughts of which are still haunting and daunting me. More so, I have started to fear that only bad things happen to me, which is making me an ultimate pessimistic person. Or am I just being a foolish self of being drawn into such superstitions? There is a plethora of weird questions like these inside me, seeking answers from the world.

Waaaaaiiitttttinggg

2009-06-10T13:22:00.003+05:30

How long is it going to take? Its been 12 calendar days and 9 working days. I have a ticket for day after and I still don't have the visa....AAARRRRGGGHHH. Well! I also have a ticket for 16th though. But still, there is no sign of hope. Gaurav's passport is also arriving by tomorrow. But mine is still stuck up at the high commission. Gawd...the waiting is killing me. I had the perfect pan to leave on Friday and be in Stirling by Sunday. Gosh! If I have to leave day after I shud have my visa in hand by tomorrow. Which is seemingly impossible now.

I am :-( :-(

Dreams...can come true

2009-06-03T15:49:00.003+05:30

I am reading The Alchemist these days...okayish book. I am only half way thru though. As I was reading, there was this line that touched me. It says - "When you really want something, the entire universe conspires in helping you achieve it." Yeah I know its a pretty old line and in fact...one of the Bollywood movies also used it...Agar kuch dil se maango toh poori kaaynaat use tumse milane mein...whatever! I think it was Om Shanti Om...gawd I hated that movie.

Anyway, so I was reading it and then it struck me, that I am out of my job because god wants me to go meet my sister. Coz if I was still in it, I would have never been able to take a long break to go and see her. And I have been wanting to go see her from the moment we left her at the airport last year. WOW! Don't you think its awesome.

All I hope and pray is that I get my visa on time. Or more so that I do get it. I have been itching to go to London since I was a kid. I remember my dad telling me stories about it and how I used to be awed by them. Since then I have been dreaming of going there one day. And today I am just about one step away from it.

I really like the conspiracy theory of the universe. Just pray I get my visa *fingers crossed*

The Big Decision

2009-05-26T12:10:00.003+05:30

Dear Frenz...its been crazy few weeks of my life, the result of which is that I have resigned from my current job. The reason being, a direct attack on my dignity and character by my HOD. It had come down to a level where I had to take this unwanted step in my career and resign from a job that I truly loved.

A month after I joined this place I could see that I was capable of moving ahead under the guidance of my new HOD . Who turned out to be a an unapproachable, rude, eccentric and impolite bitch. She had traits that were so not PR friendly. More so the woman was insanely insecured of me.

She disapproved of anything and everything I did, be it writing a brief or the way I spoke to the media and even my cordial relationship with other members of the staff. She would reply my emails with words like 'loser'. She would even find faults in the way I carried and conducted myself. She would accuse me of things I didn’t do. Like she would assume that I go and talk about her to other colleagues and interrogate me about it. She started keeping a watchful eye on my every move as if I was plotting against her and trying to pull her down the corporate ladder to place myself at the top, which in fact has never been the case. She would question my presence in the office even 15 minutes beyond 6 PM. Her insecurity made her assume that I was trying to prove to the management that I work harder than her. However, when I tried to explain the matters to her, she just wouldn't listen. She accused me of being inefficient and unproductive that I couldn't finish my work within the working hours. My talking to senior people was her worst nightmare. On one such occasion she repeatedly questioned why the VP PR was working with me after office hours, what were we talking about, or did she open any drawers, did she say anything about her or had I deliberately called her to the office?

More comments like 'It will take me a minute to ruin your reputation in the industry' and 'I don’t know but it seems like you are not a woman of loose character' started coming from her.

Even more like 'It doesn’t seem that you have learnt anything from your media line, there are so many flaws with your work' or 'A tenth grade pass out can do a better job than you.'

Yeah! that bitch had become so insecure of me that she was making my life a daily hell. From passing lewd comments like 'I will pull your pants down' to suspecting me of meeting the GM outside the hotel premises...AAARRRRGGHH! She had said it all and done it all till I could not swallow it anymore. So I retaliated and asked her to SHUT UP!! But things did not end there, the matters went to senior management where HR got involved. I told them each and everything about her code of conduct as she behaved similarly with clients, vendors and other colleagues, to which the everyone was a witness. However, the bitch claimed that I was lying as she could not bear the criticism and tried to prove me inefficient, which was so childish on her part as about a month ago, she herself had given me an above average appraisal.

The HR and GM supported me and tried talking it out with her, but to no avail. She was adamant as ever. But I refused to work with a person who cannot respect others. She accused me of losing a valuable CD, which she was the custodian of and demanded that I pay the price for it. However, it was later found that she herself had given the CD to another colleague. I finally took the decision to resign, as my self respect was at stake. I would rather sit at home than being treated like shit. I resigned, but that wasn't all for her. She commanded me to clean her room and her drawers, which was total humiliation. So that was it, I refused to work anymore with her and gave a very strong written statement to HR against her. I finally left the organisation with my head held high last week.

This is only an abridged version of what happened with me in the last 8 months. There is plenty more to it. But I guess you've got the gist of it.

Bossy Affair

2009-05-14T12:09:00.005+05:30

A big HELLO all!

I know its been ages since I wrote my last post. Reason being, I have been so hassled with my BOSS that my life has become topsy turvy. I have gone through very eventful past few weeks, details of which will be declared later. But for a synopsis of what is bothering me I think you all should read this article - Getting Boss-ed Around? by Pratibha Garg, guess she read my mind.

Not only that, before you actually read it, I would like to mention that my boss is not one of these, she is a combo offer of everything mentioned in the article.

Ciao!

Wilting away

2009-04-29T10:02:00.003+05:30

Its natural that if tender plants don't get enough space, air and water, they wilt away. Isn't the same applicable to humans too. This is a phase of my life that I call 'wilting away'. A free spirited person, I have been feeling very uncomfortable at my workplace lately. There is not enough space to think, to decide and to work. A firm believer of Charles Darwin's theory of 'survival of the fittest', I have come to a conclusion that if the same continues I won't be able to survive here for a long time. Symptoms of this have started sprouting with my health going down the drain, my emotional upheavals and my persona being affected. Totally demotivated and demoralised, I have started withdrawing from the outside world, which is so not me.

Perturbed by this continuous rampage of my dignity, I took a step that I should have taken a long time ago and went and spoke to higher authorities about it. Thankfully, I was heard and understood. I have observed that people who climb the ladder step by step are better bosses than those who take short cuts. I was given the confidence that I needed and told that no one has the authority to rule my life.

But still, I don't feel that I am the same free spirited person that I was. I think I don't have it in me anymore - the zest to combat all obstacles and emerge as a winner. That die hard girl inside me is losing her self confidence. Why am I writing all this, because I want to let it out of my system.

Aaaaaaaaaahhhh...feeling much better.

Height of insecurity

2009-04-16T13:10:00.003+05:30

Can people be so naive, that they get influenced by anyone and everyone? I am talking about 30-year-olds carrying at least 10 years of experience. Can such people be so insecured about their job that they wanna introspect every move of their junior colleagues? Even who they talk to and what they talk about, both inside and outside office. I have such an example in my life. An absolute insecured person, that even if someone comments about my attire, that person has a problem and gives me flak for it. Now, how childish is that? Forget people praising my work...that would just blow of the roof.

I don't understand why people become so self centric in life, that they have issues with anyone and everyone around them, who gets praised or even is more popular amongst the office. Does that happen as you climb the ladder or is it because the person just sees himself and wants to be acclaimed for everything? This character in my office is jealous of everyone who has a cordial relationship with the big boss (I am not referring to flattery here...just plain simple cordial relationship), and gets more jealous when someone gets recognition for their work and is rewarded well. And can you believe it...even when some one's dressing sense is admired. I mean you're 30 years old for god's sake...at least act your age.

This person gets influenced with anything, even if someone spreads a rumour about a certain someone, this person believes it and takes offence. Carrying unnecessary stress and giving the same is this person's hobby. Snooty remarks and snobbish behaviour is this person's forte.

Even though he/she is a senior colleague, do you think its wise to swallow the absurd attitude or wiser to give it back once in a while?

Chidambaram - Shoed Away!

2009-04-08T13:51:00.004+05:30

My friend commented - The Pen is not mightier than the sword...the Shoe is!

Truly, the shoe attack on Chidambaram left me in splits of laughter as I saw it repeat over and over on the evening news. I must say I am a fan of Jarnail Singh now. What audacity! I am sure a lot of people may not agree with me, but I think I like the guy's guts. After all, the politicians of our country should be returned with similar gestures, with which they treat the common man.

So Jarnail Singh was taken into custody but left free after a few questions. What more could you ask for, but some politicians wanted a fair trial. One of them insisted that it is the duty of Delhi Police to take action against such crimes, even if the mighty Home Minister has let the man go. As a duty, the police should and must take the man into custody and reward him with punishment for such a heinous crime. Now is he talking about the same police who's duty is also to punish a driver who kills a man under his bus? Or the same police who lets lose a man who has raped/ killed a minor? Who reminds them of their duties then? Shouldn't the question of a policeman's duty be raised at these incidents. Just because Chidambaram is the Home Minister, action has to be take as it is an attack on the country. Shouldn't the police perform their duties by arresting politicians who back such crimes? Isn't that an attack on our country?

What a shame to even make such hypocrite statements, that too coming from our politicians.

Miss India Show-down

2009-04-06T11:07:00.007+05:30

Hey Friends

I dunno how many of you have visited my blog recently and seen this new template. Well I quite liked it...its funky. However, its not *really* me. I mean, I love to shop, but am not a shopaholic. I just gave into the temptation of changing my blog's look.

Saw Miss India last night. Found it so poorly hosted by Malaika Arora Khan and R. Madhavan. Fumbling here and there, they cracked weird 'not-required' jokes, there was no enthu in the whole presentation. Its annoying the way Malaika speaks, pouting at every word, trying to highlight her cheek bones...bleh! A shameful presentation, the show was full of faux pas. Especially, when they announced Miss India World, even before the girl could react and they could highlight her crowning glory, R. Madhavan announced the final winner of the Miss India Universe title. Poor girl could not even experience her thunder, and it was stolen from her within nano seconds. To add to this, the previously crowned ladies of 2008 mixed up the sashes and crowns and poor Madhavan had to re-announce the winners to clear the confusion. The ladies then exchanged the sashes to honour the girls. Kangana Ranaut's performance was a pitiful enactment of what was Madhuri Dixit's forte. Her expressionless face killed the essence of each song, she performed on.

I don't think people watch it with the same awe as they used to. I remember, Miss India used to be this grand event, which the whole country used to talk about. But not anymore. Everyone knows that its a gateway to Bollywood for the girls now. No one applauded when the sub-contest titles were announced during the pageant, it was clear that even the girls knew what was coming beforehand.

Pathetic!

Spending time together

2009-03-27T11:00:00.004+05:30

After much argument over not spending much time together, me and G decided to go out for dinner 'just the two of us' (in quotes because we did this after a really long time).

It was great - my favourite place for pasta - Big Chill...yum yum! A nice evening spent together and as we were enjoying our drive back home, we halted for gas. And guess what?? We discovered - a flat tyre!!!! :-D. Even better, being at the service station, there was no one to help us change the damn thing. So both of us got out and decided to do it ourselves. I fixed the jack...ya ya I know how to do it. While G got to the nuts and bolts. So in the middle of the night, there we were...fixing a flat tyre...spending time together!

:-)

Blogger Woes

2009-03-23T14:08:00.004+05:30

I have been wanting to change my blogger template and came across some really nice ones. But the sad part is that if I upload them, they say that my blog archives and profile will be deleted...now how can I allow that? Isn't it lame! But I really wanna change from dark colours to some bright ones. Have downloaded some really cool templates and I face the same problem with each of them. Somebody help!

Had an amazing weekend after a reallllyyyyyy long time. Went to a friend's place on Saturday. Drank a lot and laughed a lot! It was great fun. My life has been really dead, so this was a refreshing breather. And I wanna incorporate the same to my blog. Put some life into it. Have some bright summery colours. I have been using the dark colour template for too long. Well maybe I'll find a solution. Or you guys could refer some sites to download free templates.

A part of the weird drunk discussions at my friend's place - M & M Wrapper also sounds like Eminem Rapper...JLT! :-P

Just!

2009-03-18T12:46:00.004+05:30

OK so one post so far in March. Lousy month. But lovely weather...at least I feel its nice. Funny though...talking about weather huh! I once read somewhere that if it wasn't for weather, half of the world's conversations wouldn't begin...or sumthing like that.

I got a new phone for myself...Sony Ericsson w595...in midnight blue...i jus loooouuuuuuved the colour. I also got myself new pumps from Charles N Keith. Yeah a lil bit of retail therapy always helps to motivate you. I know its recession everywhere, but I have decided to enjoy till the time my job is safe. Touchwood! The other day I called up a friend after so long, the conversation began with 'hows the job, safe na?' Another cousin called after a long time and again the conversation began with 'So hows life, job safe I hope?' I thought to myself...what has the world come to? My friend has been giving interviews constantly and she's met the same candidates at three of them. That's bizarre! Both me and G have been out of jobs earlier, so we know how harsh can it be.

I like the new voting campaign by TOI. I think its a great way of educating people to be aggressive about their votes and the leaders they choose. 'Socha nahi toh socho abhiiiiiii'

Anyway gotta go!

Demotivated

2009-03-10T11:03:00.005+05:30

Can constant demotivation lead to adverse effects on a person's mind that his strengths turn into his weaknesses?

I feel something similar happening to me. As a writer and editor in my previous organisations, I have always been passionate about writing clearly and creatively. But off late I have observed that I have become careless about it. I go blank when it comes to producing ideas, its more like something clouds my thinking and and I don't feel motivated anymore, which is reflecting in my day-to-day job. And I hate it. Something that I could boast of, was now something that I am ashamed of.

The cause of demotivation, well give it a simple guess! B-O-S-S!!!

A manic person in her personal life, she passes on virus to me. Never happy with anything, wanting to drive a single man army and taking credit for everything is her forte. So when I see that everything I do to the best of my efforts is negated all the time...I don't care about it. I don't put my passion into it. But I want to overcome this. Because writing is something that I cherish and I don't want it become a hassle. Please help!

Mission Maid

2009-02-24T10:46:00.003+05:30

The maid hunt is on again. Thanks to the domestic help I had, who ran away last Saturday...obviously unannounced (eloped with a boyfriend of course...thanks to cheap mobile phones). These people have no loyalty towards the family who employs them. No matter what you do, how much you digest their tantrums, yet they are never faithful.

Anyways, I started my maid hunt from maid agencies, that have sprung up in the city, only to discover the horrifying stories people have to tell about them. I was shocked to hear the commissions involved and the scams that are running unnoticed.

I posted my request for a full-time housemaid on a portal and got a call within a day. A pleasant, English speaking gentleman responded to my query and asked for my family whereabouts, where I stayed and what category of maid did I want. Yes, there are categories, namely - untrained, semi-trained and fully-trained. Obviously their salaries vary according to the categories they belong to. As we talked, I enquired whether this would be a commission based assistance. The reply was affirmative, I further enquired about the specs of the commission...believe me, the answer almost punched a hole in my heart (read pocket). A flattering Rs. 10,000 was the commission of the agency + 2000 for an untrained maid, 3000 for a semi-trained and 4500+ for a fully-trained maid. Plus, the gentleman said that his representative will come over to our house to have a look and will then suggest the kind of maid we want. I was like EXCUSE ME! Should I be looking at the agency's whereabouts or should they be?

Not only that, after reading about these agencies over the net, I discovered that thousands of people have posted grievances against them. These agencies take the commission from a client, deploy a maid who works at the client's house for 2-3 months, then runs away only to be deployed at another house with fresh commission. And when you trace these agencies they either shift their office or refuse to take your calls. Minting 10k per maid every 2-3 months is not a bad deal at all. This is nothing, in some cases, agencies take commission money and never respond back or deploy a maid. And if you ask them that the agency is registered or if a police verification of the maid is done, they flatly refuse to help you and ask you to leave.

I have finally decided not to approach any agency and only ask for a referral maid from relatives, friends and neighbours. At least I will save my pocket and my sanity.

I SALUTE this man

2009-02-10T19:58:00.004+05:30

I saw this show a couple of days back...and couldn't stop tears rolling down from my eyes. I just had to post this here...cheers to the spirit of this man.

Gibberish

2009-02-09T10:38:00.006+05:30

You often ask me, why am I behaving this way. You often say why have been so irritated lately. Yet when I confront you with the reason, you cannot figure it out.

How long can I wait and how much! Days pass by, weeks and even months...I keep waiting...keep waiting...and waiting. Just tell me if this is it! Coz I can't keep waiting in hope of nothing.

You say I don't understand...But till when???? Every day, every week there is a commotion and will always be, the perfect day will never arrive. So does it mean that there is nothing to look forward to?

But you know what...I can't keep waiting anymore...I just can't.

Jaipur Weekend

2009-01-27T16:32:00.003+05:30

Hellos, my frenz! It feels gud that people missed me here...(thanks Ramesh)

So, I had this lovely loooong weekend break to Jaipur with close friends. It was great. We went sight seeing, shopping, drinking, chatting...a leisure trip after 2 years almost. I love such trips, where you don't have to worry about getting into the kitchen, plan the week's grocery, make your bed, run errands. It was bliss! We slept at our own sweet time, drank till late (psssssttt! drank on our way to Jaipur...and back...winkies), ate whatever we wanted, lazed around...etc etc.

But it was the drive back that was a killer. It took us 9 hours to reach Delhi, where usually it takes 4-5 hours. Gawd it was nerve wrecking, butt aching drive. But whatever said and done, we had a great time. After all I took a trip after such a long time.

There is this magical thing about palaces and forts that attracts me towards them. We went to the Amer Fort, although most of my friends were not interested and said...let's go, they are all the same. But I was busy clickin pics of the architectural extravagance. Will put them up soon. The place I really wanna see is Jaisalmer...I wanna see its palaces and forts and the desert...wow!

Well something to cherish till I take my next trip!

Corporate Butchery

2009-01-20T10:57:00.003+05:30

Its a weird world, this corporate. Everyone is eager to slaughter the other for brownie points. I just don't get it...at the end you are working for the same company. But working here, it feels that people are actually working for themselves. Then what's the point of having these team building sessions.

When I was not exposed to the "Corporate" I always wondered, how people sustain in an environment like this. Today, I see it myself and it reminds me of Darwin's theory of evolution - "Survival of the fittest" and "Struggle for existence." It also reminds me of Madhur Bhandarkar's movie Corporate, where juniors are given as bait for protection and praise.

On one hand there are lectures on 'we are a team' and on the other hand there is monopoly and back biting. There is a constant fear, in every mail you write and who you mark it to; in the company you keep; and the least expected - which colleague you spend time with, outside office.

Maybe I am too naive to digest it...coz this is my first job with the C-world. And this is just the beginning.

Crib...Crib

2009-01-16T12:00:00.002+05:30

I haven't been up for writing lately! Dunno why, but it feels like that zing factor is missing from my life. I open this page often but just end up staring at it, write a few words...delete it, then write a few words...get bored and sign out.

Life's got very usual these days. People keep asking me 'so wassup' and I have the same old lame reply...'the usual', there is nothing exciting in my life (read personal life), or maybe that's just my mindset. Its the same routine "get up-get ready-drive-work-drive-eat-sleep". I am sick of it. Friends are too busy, or I don't have enough time to spare. G says we need a vacation...oh yeah we do. But there is no time for that also. I mean not the correct time to take a holiday...why? Work!

I don't have time to meet my parents, I don't have time to look after myself, I keep cribbing all the time...which is what I am doing right now! My life is SAD! I need some excitement, any kinds will do! Gosh what a cribber...is that a word anyway?

Insane traffic

2009-01-09T09:49:00.003+05:30

Gawd I am so pissed at the traffic situation in Delhi. The other day it took me 2 hours to reach home from work,which usually takes abt 40 minutes. I was so mad. It was just because of a stupid signal not working. I just don't understand...if this is the situation today, what will it be like 5 years later. Then the government complains of road rage. But do they understand what triggers it. I could clearly see it, after being stuck in traffic for 2 hours, most of the motorists, drove the way they wanted because it had gone beyond their patience levels. Imagine if someone had to get to the airport or to the hospital. And the same was applicable to me too. At one point I was just driving, not caring about what was happening around. I just wanted to get home.

What pissed me even more was that our "By you, For you" traffic policemen had set up barricades in the middle of the road, which I assume was to check vehicles, but all they were doing was sipping hot tea and chit chatting while others were flaring at the traffic. Morons!

JLT - Jus Like That

2009-01-03T15:38:00.003+05:30

I dunno why have opened a new post page and what I wanna write, but I am jus letting my thoughts take the impression here. So its 2009...whatever! New Year's Eve sucked big time. I was with my family but it was incomplete without Pompie...missed her sooooo much. And I know how much mom n dad missed her. I cud see it on their faces. I too was dull the whole time. It didn't feel like the new year eve spirit of the past years.

Off late we have stopped partying. The sad part is that all my cousins and friends with whom I enjoy partying are out of the country. I hate this. Whenever me and G think of going out...there is no one whose company is gud enough to enjoy with. Dipsy is mad...doesn't meet at all...I love partying with her. I know if she's reading this, she'd probably kick my ass. I miss the fun we had in Dubai last year...I wanna experience that level of madness and drinking till wee hours of the morning. Great days!

I wanna go to UK real bad. I wanna be with Pompie...I know she's really looking forward to me coming there. And I fear that I don't disappoint her. This is something we had wanted to do together ever since she left. I hope I get those 2 weeks off and I cud just forget about work and be with her. Miss u baby!

Well that's abt it! Ciao!

Special moments

2008-12-17T14:23:00.005+05:30

Its strange that after so many years of matrimony, you start taking your spouse for granted. I think it happens with everyone. But off late I have been thinking of my very special moments with G. And they aren't very occasion specific, they are random memorable moments from our day-to-day lives.

Of how we hug and kiss so many times in a day
Of how we can't sleep if we do not hug each other in bed;
how we miss each other and get emotional;
playing scrabble together;
going for chaat or coffee in the evenings;
teasing him about how hot he looks and watching him go red;
teasing him when he looks at other women and watching him blush;
how he raises his eyebrows when I am dressed to kill;
saying 'I love you' and meaning it;
asking him to fetch me everything, while I sit in bed and how he gives me that smirk look;
he fishing out for innumerable kisses by pretending to be 1-year-old, knowing that I can't resist it;
his puppy face look.
his saying 'please don't go to work today' every morning
his wicked face when he requests to have pizza for dinner

There are so many more moments like these that I cherish and thank G for giving them to me.

We always forget the small things that make us happy while seeking bigger happiness in life. But its small things like these that make all the difference...of true happiness!

Me...and my disorders!

2008-12-13T10:15:00.006+05:30

Off late I have become such a shopaholic...I have been shopping every time I go to the mall, small things but yeah still shopping. I was never like this. Although, G still says that I am not a shopaholic, but I have a gut feeling that I am.

I suddenly want so many things...a trip to UK next year, is my first priority; more shoes; more make-up; I want the best clothes for work...and the list goes on. And every time I shop, I have this guilt feeling for days. But I just don't seem to stop...I think its a disorder or something.

And I have another disorder...I have fear of public speaking, the other day, my hands and feet went cold and my face started twitching while I was addressing my colleagues, now I understand why they call it 'having cold feet'. I hated it! And I don't even know when did I develop this. And I was shivering after that for a very long time. The thing is that in my profession this is not allowed! I felt so ashamed, but I have to overcome it anyway.

Brats of politics

2008-12-06T10:48:00.004+05:30

Its sad to know that I live in a country where the safety of common man is ignored, but that every tom, dick and harry associated with Govt. of India is given prime importance. Yes, and with that I truly mean Tom, Dick and Harrys who are nothing but a mere distant contact of some bloody politician.

I was shocked to see this sick display of power yesterday that I felt ashamed of the leaders of this country. Me and G were going shopping and suddenly we were stopped by 3 policemen at a crossing. It so happened that traffic from all four sides was stopped by about 25-30 policemen and many PCR vans were shooting across the roads to ensure that no one barged in. Obviously we assumed that some damn politician must have come to the nearby mall and therefore the security. Ya, security of one person, at the risk of million others.

Anyways, it so happened that it wasn't a politician, but some kids of a politician in a beacon car for whom the luxury of clearing the roads was provided. I mean what the hell. They must be kids of some MP or whatever shit, but just for them a million people were held back at peak office hours...ridiculous. Also, why do they get the luxury of clear roads when the common man is struggling to get home at every second. They should also experience what is it to get stuck in an hour long jam. They should also feel how exhausting is it to wait in the long queue of cars. What makes them so special anyway to get away with all this. What have they done for us, that we have to wait for their motorcades to proceed without any hurdles. Its a shame that where thousands of children are homeless and do not even have bare necessities, the kids of politicians have luxuries that they don't even deserve.

Absolutely ridiculous!

Too hard to describe in words

2008-12-01T10:24:00.005+05:30

Off late, I have been wanting to write so much, but every time I opened this page and started typing, somehow my heart wasn't coming out with the perfect words.

The incidents in Mumbai are too overwhelming to describe into the right words. Its really sad to hear and view the horrific stories that emerge from the hatred amongst races. I don't understand what do people get out of this. Do they (terrorists) actually think that brutal attacks can change the mindset of a billion people in this country. Destroying heritage properties and killing people will never make people bend down under their commands.

As a member of the hospitality industry, I know how much it shocked us. But what are our dear politicians doing, why do they have to be so diplomatic, why can't they just gun down the damn idiots who did this. I think the NSG shud put all politicians who gave appaling remarks in one room and blast it. The govt shud take drastic steps against these politicians and show the country and its people that there is someone to handle it wisely. They owe it to us, after all the tax that goes into their security.

Gosh! I am out of words already. This incident is beyond words to describe. God bless Mumbai!

Random blah blah

2008-11-22T13:29:00.000+05:30

After a long quest for a nice template I finally got the one I liked. Phew!

So, I have been in this irritated phase for the last 2-3 days. I think I need a break from the overdose of socialising. And it gets worse. I have 2 weddings to attend next weekend, one being of a close friend, for whom I am organising a party. Gosh! its tough being so popular (modesty at its best).

I exploring the big, bad, mean world of office politics these days. Although, it used to happen in my previous organisation as well, but not as much as it is here. I actually went on to google and typed office politics and found that there is a website called officepolitics.com. Wow! People have posted their experiences and do's and don'ts what not! I think if one really studies it, it can be taught as a subject and be included in the college syllabus. The thing is that I cannot play politics at all, it isn't my cup of tea. But as everyone says, its important to understand the concept. Weird world man!

I am so hungover right now, went to an office party last night and drank so much! Got up with a spinning head and wobbly walk. But it was awesome...G met all my new colleagues for the first time...they are so much fun to be with. A very warm and down to earth bunch of people. *touch wood*

Change is required

2008-11-17T10:16:00.000+05:30

I hate when my clothes don't fit me anymore. I think its the most annoying thing to happen to any woman. I am sick of putting on weight and then losing it for stupid reasons and then putting it on back again. Thanks to 8 months of sitting at home, doing nothing phase...I have piled on quite some. And the worst part is that people keep reassuring me that I actually look better now. Yeah those who have seen me during my underweight days.

But now its time. There are too many close weddings coming next year and I wanna look gud. So I am starting it from now. I am going to start eating less, workooouuuuuutttttt...mmmm...dunno if I will get time for that. My regime ended with the start of new job. But will try!

Got a new haircut last week. Damn that guy is a magician. Loved it so much! Saw 'Fashion' yesterday...quite engrossing it was. I liked it. Realistic movies...much better cinema than fantasy tales.

Meeting old friends

2008-11-11T16:46:00.000+05:30

Went to a school friend's wedding yesterday, met all ol pals. It was so much fun. We were teasing each other about old flames, habits and pulling each other's legs on how dumb we were back then. Gawd how much we laughed! It was too gud. We also remembered the bus route numbers we used to go in. hehehehe!

I met another schoolmate there, not a friend but just an acquaintance from school. Now married, we discovered that we stay at a distance of 2 minutes from each other. We may have never spoken to each other in school but last eve, after meeting her and her husband...I felt that somewhere they had left a lasting impression on me...in a gud way. A very simple and reserved, yet fun loving couple. It seemed that they were not very well off, financially, coz when they asked us for a ride back home, they coyly shied in mentioning that they could not bring their car for certain reasons. We agreed to drop them back. On the way we talked about each other's lives and lifestyles, how simple they were and how humble in their mannerisms.

Reaching their place, we looked at their simple 'home' (quoted because that word has an entirely different meaning from the word house). And suddenly a blessing came out from my heart...a blessing which comes out from my heart whenever I see someone who's aura touches my feelings. And I kept thinking, there might be people loaded with cash, but may not have the dignified mannerisms, that these people did. Its not important to see how loaded the person is with cash, its important to see how pure is their soul. I just met them for a few hours and that's the impression they left on me. And I couldn't resist myself from writing this post, to highlight this small incident that touched my life.

They were just so sweet. We exchanged phone numbers and promised to stay in touch from now on. May god bless them!

And it got better...

2008-11-07T12:04:00.000+05:30

This in continuation to my birthday post...

The day got better and better...my colleagues gave me and the other colleague with whom I share my budday, a surprise cake party. And a sweet lil gift from all of em...a nice top and earrings. Loved it!

Mom n dad came in the eve and we had a nice chatty session along with cake cutting and pakoras and then there was dinner at a nice place...it was perfect, actually Nids should have been there to make it perfect, but she called and we had a nice long chat. She sent crystal swans as gift and a lil yellow flower exclusively from her...cho chweet!

So overall after a stupid start, it was a nice and bright heppy budday for me!

Love u all

I am a year older today

2008-11-05T14:50:00.000+05:30

Another year gone and another one started...26...sounds really old eh! Some people say..."what u kids are fretting about, 26 is very young!" But it really doesn't matter, coz I believe that age is a mindset. If you think you are old...you behave the same way. Technically speaking, I am just 19 at heart. Still have a zest for life and many other things that I wanna accomplish in this year and many more to come.

Why am I sounding so bored on my birthday!!! But that's the way I always sound on my birthday, I don't like celebrating them, more so for a reason that I don't like the all the attention, it makes me uncomfortable.

Its been a nice day so far...not a pretty gud start to it though. First I burnt my hand with the iron, then some idiot banged his car into mine, just when I left for work this morning. Thankfully it wasn't much damage. But then it became better. I received a gift from a dear colleague, wishes from everyone at work and the gud part is that I share my birthday with a close colleague too. So there were samosas and chocolates for goodies. And of course G sent me my favourite blue orchids, which was quite surprising. Although he sends flowers to my workplace every year, but this time I wasn't expecting them at all.

And yeah now its time to disclose the gift. G gave me a nice elegant, bag from Da Milano...I needed one for work so bad, will put a picture of it very soon. I kept telling him that he's spoiling me by giving such expensive gifts...coz then I will start expecting things in a certain way. But he as he always is, said "I don't care, I wanted to give you something nice and now you have it!"

Looking forward to a nice evening with G and my folks. I so wish that Nids was here as well. Miss u baby!

Lovey Dovey Stuff

2008-11-03T12:44:00.000+05:30

I have this amazing song going on n on in my head, from Rock On! - 'Yeh tumhari meri baatein...hamesha yu hi chalti rahein'. Its so beautiful! I usually don't like romantic songs that much. But a handful are quite gud.

I am in this weirdly sad romantic type of mood. Romantic because, G and me had a really nice time watching this romantic movie yesterday called "Message in a Bottle". It was a perfect Sunday afternoon with both of us in bed, relaxed and watching this random movie, which soon took our interest. But I dunno why am I sad...maybe because he so weirdly sweet or because there isn't enough time to spend together. But it was a nice evening yesterday, we went to the mall, he bought me my birthday present. But I am not gonna disclose it yet! We had a drink together at home and treated ourselves to a pizza for dinner. I love such evenings, when its just the two of us together, without having to do household errands or running to meet relatives.

I dreamt of a beach vacation that I wanna have, just the two of us on a secluded beach or a yatch with turquoise blue water splashing on our faces, a candlelight dinner by the sea, with the sound of waves calming the atmosphere and we sipping on to exotic cocktails. Thats my ultimate dream vacation. Sigh! I hope we have one soon.

Gosh I am so dreamy right now, can't even work. Love u baby and missing you so much! mmmwaahh!

Jai Maharashtra

2008-10-31T09:55:00.000+05:30

A forwarded message that I found worth sharing -

We all should support Raj Thackeray and take his initiative ahead by doing more...

1. We should teach our kids that if he is second in class, don't study harder.. just beat up the student coming first and throw him out of the school
2. Parliament should have only Delhiites as it is located in Delhi
3. Prime-minister, president and all other leaders should only be from Delhi
4. No Hindi movie should be made in Bombay . Only Marathi.
5. At every state border, buses, trains, flights should be stopped and staff changed to local men
6. All Maharashtrians working abroad or in other states should be sent back as they are SNATCHING employment from Locals
7. Lord Shiv, Ganesha and Parvati should not be worshiped in our state as they belong to north ( Himalayas )
8. Visits to Taj Mahal should be restricted to people from UP only
9. Relief for farmers in Maharashtra should not come from centre because that is the money collected as Tax from whole of India , so why should it be given to someone in Maharashtra ?
10. Let's support Kashmiri Militants because they are right in killing and injuring innocent people for the benefit of their state and community..
11. Let's throw all MNCs out of Maharashtra , why should they earn from us? We will open our own Maharashtra Microsoft, MH Pepsi and MH Marutis of the world
12. Let's stop using cell phones, emails, TV, foreign Movies and dramas. James Bond should speak Marathi
13. We should be ready to die hungry or buy food at 10 times higher price but should not accept imports from other states
14. We should not allow any industry to be setup in Maharashtra because all machinery comes from outside
15. We should STOP using local trains... Trains are not manufactured by Marathi manoos and Railway Minister is a Bihari
16. Ensure that all our children are born, grow, live and die without ever stepping out of Maharashtra , then they will become true Marathi's

P.S. with no offence to any one living in Mahrashtra

Childhood memories

2008-10-16T10:18:00.000+05:30

So I finally finished reading The Kite Runner...gawd how long I took. Well I am a slow reader, can't help it. I can't really finish a book in like 3 days. Firstly, I don't have the time, secondly I quickly get bored of reading continuously. But I like reading.

Anyways, the book touched my heart and I am sure it did of all those who read it. Most of all it reminded me of the most amazing childhood I have had. It took me to those wonderful and eventful days when we were kids. Flashes of happy memories reminded me of the wonderful games we played.

The lane in front of our house, did not have as many cars that time. It was more of a playground, which was reflected from the red brick markings of hopscotch or drawings of wickets on the wall. The lane that gave birth to fond memories of how eagerly we waited for the clock to strike 5.30 pm and how sad we were when it was time to go home. How exhilarated we were when the lights went out and we could come out of our houses again to play hide n seek in the dark (am talking of days before the inverters came in and ruined our happiness). Pooling in 10 rupees to buy a badminton net and shuttle cocks, and have tournaments for days. Riding our bikes and travelling beyond the distances permitted. Striking a sixer and looking for the lost ball in the trees. Climbing walls to get to the other side to pluck berries and eat them. Running after the empty rickshaws that carries goods, and hopping on to them to get to the other end of the lane. Cheating the kulfi wala, who used to give a free kulfi if we punched the colour we chose. Pleading the chuski wala to add more sharbat every time the ice lolly went bland.

Hosting plays on festivals of Janamashtami & Christmas to making our own Ravana on Dussehra. Bursting crackers in earthen pots on Diwali to collecting the left over masala of the firecrackers and burning it next day. I still remember, if the front porch of one's house had the maximum firecracker debris, that person seemed to have burnt maximum crackers.

I miss all that...the lane, the friends, the berry trees...the nostalgic moments of a wonderful childhood.

Get a taste of your city CM

2008-10-14T10:03:00.000+05:30

Read an amazing article on Sunday. "Watch those Bushisms, Mrs. Dikshit!" By Vinita Nangia.

Unbelievably well written. She wrote my heart out and that of all the working women, who feel our CM, Madame Sheila Dikshit needs to experience a bus ride or for that matter, even walk down alleys in the dark to understand the nonsense she utters. Take this -

" After Soumya Viswanathan was shot dead in the wee hours as she drove back from her Headlines Today office, Dikshit went on record to say she was being rather “adventurous” by driving herself back home alone at that hour of the night in a city “not considered safe”!"

WTF!!!! How could she say all these absurd things, being a woman herself? Would she say that if it was her own daughter / niece in place of Soumya? Isn't it her responsibility to provide us with a safe city rather than just condemning the plight of the sufferer.

Does she even know what it takes to drive 20 km back home every evening? Does she understand what ordeal women go through, when guys on the bike follow you all the way home? Does she realise the turmoil of a woman, whose car breaks down in the middle of the road, and all that men do is make dirty remarks instead of helping her? The hesitation a woman has, to take help from strange men. All a woman can do is call home and wait inside the locked car with lechers peering inside the window. And she thinks its an "adventure" for us!!! HA...HA...HA!!

Has she ever experienced any of these things, before making such lewd comments? NO SHE HASN'T!!! Not everyone like her have the luxury of security guards by their side madame. She should try moving into the busy city without them, only then will she realise the mayhem outside.

I know its bad to even say this to another woman, but the CM's statements provoke me enough to say that - I hope she gets to know what it takes to live in her so-called "unsafe city".

Feelin Blue

2008-09-29T15:15:00.000+05:30

Something has been bothering me, I was sad, very very sad...you know when you are sad deep down inside...that kind of sad. But all day, I just couldn't figure out, what was it that made me feel like this. I was at mom's over the weekend, went there after my Jaipur off site. Pretty tired and sick after the trip. But it wasn't my health, nor my tiredness. It was something else. Something that was urging me to cry, but yet at the same time I couldn't figure out WHAT and WHY?

There was a lull, a void that needed to be filled...but with what? Contemplating all day long, I burst into tears as soon as I reached home. And an image appeared in front of my eyes. It was reality...yes there was a void, which could only be filled by someone who is gone so far off. A silence awaited the laughter of someone who is close to all of us. How the clean bedroom demanded some one's mess. An empty door peg waited for some one's clothes. A shoe waited for the warmth of some one's feet. Two souls wanted to caress and cuddle their child. I could see the sadness masked with controlled laughter and smiles on their faces. A sister desperate to talk to someone. Yes, this was reality...there was a long waiting period before emotions could formulate into actions. I couldn't fill this void.

We miss you baby...but don't feel sad, we love you that's why we feel this way and we all believe in one thing...you are gonna make u very very proud. mmuuuaaahhh!

Writing what's on my mind

2008-09-17T16:00:00.000+05:30

I am bothered about the fact that no one has commented on my posts for a very long time. Not that I am fishing for compliments or attention but, ya its a little pissing off. Okay I am being childish...whatever. But seriously, is my blog viewable or not, coz it went blank a few weeks ago, or have all the readers vanished?

I don't like the new Facebook. Its annoying, everything is into your face. Earlier one was much subtle and refined. It reminds of the Maggi introducing the yucky tasting noodles years ago, and when they saw their business going down, they re introduced the older version. Dummies, why spend so much money on crap products when you know they are not going to work, I mean didn't they taste the damn thing before launching it. I remember all kids shifted to Top Ramen that time, yeah I was a kid back then. Coming back to Facebook...you can only delete if you point on the link and the stupid edit icon appears on the right side, which is so faint that you don't even realise that something happened. Okay I am not asking for an elephant on the screen, but still. Then all your applications are in another box, now who has the time to go to another box and look at your applications.

Every morning I feel like a donkey carrying so many things in my hand while going to work. I have a handbag, a laptop, a blackberry + personal phone, then a bottle of water, an apple, a coffee mug, some chips and chocolate etc etc. Why??? Coz our office pantry doesn't exist (so far). Now while carrying all this, if you suddenly get an urge to pee, How many things will you have to get rid off to accomplish it. Phew. And over and above that once the hotel starts, I will be wearing a saree...and I can only pity myself if I have to come to work with a thousand things wearing a saree.

Talking about wearing a saree to work, its another ordeal, coz I am not used to wearing one, forget getting up at 7 in the morning and trying to wear one in 15 minutes. And why couldn't these people mention these details before joining, I have already spent a fortune on executive shirts and closed shoes, which too are not acceptable with a saree.

!@#@#$%#$&^%*&*

My sister - my best friend

2008-09-16T10:56:00.000+05:30

My dearest sister has gone to UK for a year...for higher studies. A year!!! That's a really long time. It was hard to accept that she won't be there, the next time I'll go home to my parents. She won't be there to make the most lovely cup of tea, a ritual that was entitled to her , although we all bullied her as a 'chaiwali' all this time. I am gonna miss her...A LOT!

Little did I knew that the last day we spent together as a family, will be over so soon. But I thank my understanding boss for granting me that one day to spend with her. It was hard for me to control my emotions at the airport, when I went to see her off, I tried so much to mask my tears with a smile, but nothing could stop them.

I know she's gone to make a better career, but the void of her absence will always be there. The trips to the shopping mall will be incomplete without her...I'll miss the way we both would shop and try out everything we liked and then come back home and try out everything again. I'll miss sharing each and every part of our lives like best friends, being there for each other, fighting and then reconciling. From buying nail polish to getting a haircut together.

I'll miss the long gossip sessions we had on the phone everyday. Telling each other, all the day's events. I'll miss pulling and patting her cheeks. Kidding with her about her "no importance" in the family...;-). Telling her something in her ear and then telling it again in the other, as she can't hear from one ear...LOL! And yeah playing computer games together, did that a lot in the last 8 months.

I wanna thank god for giving me these 8 months, which I exclusively spent with her. Guess it was a way of telling me that enjoy this time, it won't come back.

Miss you Pompie...I know you can do it and you WILL make us proud.

Delhi Vs Non-Delhi

2008-09-08T11:41:00.000+05:30

I don't like the forever Delhi Vs Mumbai war. Its annoying. Every city is special in its own way, then why show one down in front of the other. As a Delhiite, I love my city and I am sure every Mumbaikar loves their city too. But what's the constant, letting down of Delhi all about. (yeah this post comes from a Delhi resident's point of view). I don't understand, why every non Delhiite hates the city?

I am so sick of hearing the following statements -

Delhi doesn't have a nightlife! - Who says????? Ask every Delhiite who gets smashed every Friday and Saturday night - at a nightclub / pub / bar etc...yeah we have a plethora of those...where have you been? I am well aware of Mumbai's nightlife and truly love it, but that doesn't put Delhi far behind in this league.

In Delhi, you need to be in a circle to socialise - What crap is that! People who socialise, don't need circles...they create circles! Be it any city in this world. I don't understand people who think that one needs to be a part of a circle to party in Delhi, there are thousands of places where you can shake your booty even if you are alone or just a couple. If you haven't been to any...maybe you don't know the city then, so please stop commenting.

Delhi people are snobbish / crass - Don't you find that category everywhere in the world...look around your city dear! Sheila Dixit should be thrown out of Delhi and made to stay in a remote village, for making that statement as a Delhi resident herself.

Delhi people show off - Who the hell with new money doesn't? I have seen people showing off A LOT in almost every city in India. People who just got it - flaunt it...why blame Delhi then?

Delhi is not safe for women - Do you think Mumbai, Kokata or any other city is? I have received the most obnoxious behaviour from men in Mumbai (no offence to this particular city, but I did). Can you imagine an ass came up to me at Chowpaty and asked "Is there a steamer facility to go into the sea." What the F was that about and then he wanted to start a conversation about where I was from, checkin me out with his horny eyes from top to bottom...moron! More so, try boarding a local train in Mumbai or walking down the inner streets in Kolkata to Chennai's rowdy Tibet Market, then tell me what's safer?

Delhi people go berserk when the see film stars - C'mon now who doesn't? Its normal for Mumbaikars to be around film stars coz you share the same city. Just like we don't bother about politicians eating at the same restaurant, coz we share the same city with them.

Delhi doesn't have a proper public transport system - Do you walk the roads with your eyes closed? Where is the scarcity, with an auto at every nook and corner, DTC buses (AC and non AC) blue lines, Delhi Metro, taxis, rickshaws blah blah.

Personally I don't have a grudge against any of the above mentioned cities. But every time a finger is raised on Delhi, I would like to ask people from other cities if their own territory is answerable to the condemnation we receive.

Back to work

2008-09-03T15:15:00.000+05:30

So here I am at my not so furnished workplace, writing my first post after joining. Hmmm...I feel good! Its nice (so far) ya ya my pessimistic conscience always reminds me that days are not going to be perfect forever. But I am hoping for the best. Ok not so furnished because the hotel is still under construction.

But...but...I have my own office...a laptop and a blackberry phone...taaadddaaaa...(Faffer...I know, I know). I know its not a big deal but it is for me. I have never had all these things in my career life ever. To tell the truth I was happy when I received them but also nervous as I wasn't used to them. But anyways. And I am also aware that these may sound as luxuries initially, but are are nuisance later.

I did my first assignment yesterday, writing an ad brief for our advertising agency. Boy I was nervous...I was so anxious as to what will my boss say, but he appreciated it and guess wat? It got approved as well, without any changes. I was so relieved.

Pompie got her new laptop too, its nicer than mine. Uuuuuuuurrrrrgggghhhh, why does she have to go so far, who will I disclose my day-to-day life to now. I am already missing her. Coz I'll hardly see her now. But I am so happy for her, more than anyone else. I know she'll make us proud. Arite I gotta get back to work now. Catch ya later.

I am happy, nervous & sad...weird!

2008-08-31T19:34:00.000+05:30

After much contemplation, I decided to revert back to my old template as it was too tempting. Also the birdie one was a bit boring.

Anyways, a lot has happened in the past week and a lot MORE will happen in the coming ones. First, I join work tomorrow...and am too nail biting nervous. Well anyone would be if you get back to working routine after 8 months. Phew!

Second, Pompie is going to Scotland for further studies...for a whole year. Although I did know about it for the last few months but it actually hit all of us when she got the visa last Friday. Emotional moment(s) followed...more are yet to come. Gawd I am gonna miss her like crazy, especially after I spent these crazy non working 8 months with her most of the time. And now that I start work I won't be able to meet her much. But I am sooooooooooo happieeee for her. She deserves the very best. And I now if she's reading this she'd probably be crying, so I am not gonna write more.

OK what's new is that I went to the most talked about Ambi mall in Gurgaon today...sorry to say but its not even close to the lavishness of Select City Walk in Saket. Fine it has all the brands under its roof, but crowd was shit. Citywalk rules baby!!! I did more shopping yesterday...hated myself for it, but it was important stuff for work so had to.

Arite enuf for now...ciao...wish me luck for work!

Rocking weekend

2008-08-25T13:43:00.001+05:30

That was a great weekend. A lot of exciting stuff happened. But what complimented a good weekend was the week before it. G was in Mumbai for 3 days and I was home alone. Pomps (my sis) came home to spend the days with me. We started out by shopping...as usual, she bought new shoes and tit bits. And I bought a new book - Three Mistakes of my Life by Chetan Bhagat. I just love the way he writes. Haven't heard anything great about the book, but I wanted to read it. We then went for lunch to mocha. Yummmmm...I just love their Crepes with Potato Laktes. Vegetarian but awesome. Saw Bachna ae Haseeno...bad movie. We also had wine with soaked apple. (cut apple into small pieces and put them in wine, let the wine absorb the apple's juices for some time and then drink it, its really great...try it)

We also went for gol gappes and aloo chaat one evening...yum yum...(To all those who read my exercising posts...I am still doing it, so chill). And then just a random thought came to us...lets buy breezers...we've never had a "shishter drinking night" before. So we bought a couple of breezers and ordered a Margarita pizza and saw The Pursuit of Happyness. What an amazing movie. Mind blowing...makes you think a lot...I guess we all should adopt the never say die attitude.

The best was Saturday when G came back and we went for Singh is King with mom n dad. We finally took mom n dad to Buzz, our fav night out place. It was like a dream come true. I always wanted them to come along some day, but they always denied it. But that night we just forced them to come along. And it was perfect. It was one of the most rocking night's with DJ Sumit Sethi and DJ Rishi together. I couldn't have asked for more. They loved it. Mom danced too. WOW!!! That was the most blissful moment of my life. mmmwwwwaahhhh!

Oh! I almost forgot. G got me a lot of good stuff from Mumbai. First a halter waistcoat...I have been longing to have one, and 2 tops...wow! It felt so good that he even thought abt buying stuff for me while he was on a business trip.

And now the best part. I took G to a shop called Species in MGF, Saket (amazing shop) wanted to show him a dress, I liked. He asked me to try it on and so I did. I love doing this in shops...trying shoes and bags and clothes even when you don't wanna or can't buy it. It feels gud for those 5 minutes. Well the dress fitted perfectly. And G bought it for me, in spite of me sayin no, although, how much I wanted it from inside. But I hate when I spend money for stuff that I don't NEED (yeah need...not want). But he bought it. He said he liked it on me. :-). But this is the first time I felt sad after shopping, coz I really didn't need it.

But it was all over when I tried it at home once again and ramped in it with matching shoes and earrings. I love doing this too. After I shop, I always come back and put the stuff on...it feels so bloody goooooood!!! Hehehehe! I am happy child now...YAY!!!!

Cat Vs Peacock

2008-08-21T18:00:00.000+05:30

Confused with the title??? So was I.

Ok take this...how confusing is it to figure out the signs outside public loo doors...stupid question right? Well not exactly. I recently came across some weird signs, that made me think twice before I entered the loo, at a coffee shop in the city.

One door was marked with a painting of a peacock and the other with a cat. So I stood there wondering!!! (our brains are hardwired not to THINK in such situations). Now the peacock is the male, that I understood. But the cat, was it a female or a male, I had no clue.

Now with a peacock, if you put a peahen, there won't be much of a difference to notice...but at least with a cat, they could put a dog, coz men are dogs??? (exceptions are always there) no offence though. I mean seriously, what were they thinking...trying to take a general knowledge test when nature aunty is calling...duffers!!!

Anyways...after much thinking I decided to walk out of the coffee place and drive 5 miles back home where no door labels awaited me, to relieve myself. Phew!

Template Trauma

2008-08-18T16:52:00.000+05:30

Finding a new template is exhausting, especially when you are not looking for one. I was happy with my sweet and simple butterfly template, when everything went wrong with it. The top banner and the graphics went missing, which added grandeur to the whole look. I tried downloading the template all over again, but it gave an error when I tried.

Frustrated with the whole ordeal, I decided to shift to another template. But there are no good templates around, so I zeroed on this cute lil birdie thing. All I wanted was a 3 column template that would be simple yet unique. But no, choosy me could not find the perfect thing. One was quite close to perfect, but asked me to delete my profile and archives (are you out of your mind) Why would I, or rather anybody do that. So exhausted with the whole trauma of losing my prior one, I decided to at least have this one till I find the perfect one.

The hunt is on...

Its finally happening

2008-08-06T16:05:00.001+05:30

So at last...I am joining work on the 1st of September. Yeah got a mail from the employer today. Felt relieved at last. But you know what, more than being excited, I am feeling nervous. Well for a simple reason that its been so bloody long, that I have been home. How will I adjust to going to work daily and all that routine? Its been 8 months since I left my last job. WOW! And now suddenly I will be going to work every damn day, for 6 days a week. Phew! I hate working on Saturdays, hated it at my last job too. I hope they work out alternate Saturday working or at least a half day Saturday working.

See this is what happens, when you don't have work, you crib about it. And now when you start working, you crib again. Human nature...strange nature!

Yet, still I have an entire month left to enjoy my freedom. During which I want to meet some friends, relatives and maybe go for a weekend outing. And of course spend maximum time with my sister, as she's going outta town to study. Coz for the next 6-7 months. I'll be hooked to my office desk.

I wish I would have...

2008-08-04T17:50:00.000+05:30

Many times we get into situations, where our heart wants to do certain things and take some chances in life...but our brains refrain us from doing it. And later on, we think "what could have happened if we would have taken that chance?" Would our lives be any different? But its too late. We've missed the only chance we had, to achieve that one thing we so badly wanted. We are left wondering at this thought, to which there is no answer. Does life give us a second chance? Rarely right!

No wonder people say that one should never miss the opportunity of attempting something. The only harm done, would be that it may not be your cup of tea, but at least you tried. Be it a job you always wanted to do, or hobby you wanted to take or even confessing love to someone. Do not let go off the chance. Coz life isn't fair all the time. Neither is it very generous.

I missed a chance at something that would have changed my life. And I feel bad that why didn't I take it. Especially, coz I know that it would have worked out. But that time I didn't know this. Today, I feel that I should have attempted...at least. The worst thing that could have happened was that I would have failed. So what, at least my conscience would have been clear.

I smile when I look back down the memory lane. I wish I could turn back time.

I EXERCISED!!!!!

2008-07-25T16:19:00.001+05:30

Hey! I finally managed to pick up my lazy bum and exercised this morning. It was sweaty, achy and included a lot of breaks, but it was goooooooood!! Atleast I didn't feel guilty while I had my lunch today. The session lasted for half n hour and included some freestyle dance as a warm up followed by push ups, stomach crunches, and...(ok I don't know the names of all forms of exercises) something that was like the "uthak baithak" which pahalwaans do in their red chuddies in most hindi movies...hehehe! Well, I did it in my PJ's...jus to clear your flight of imagination.

I have cramped thighs and calves, but I don't care! And I have to keep the tempo alive, coz with the weekend coming up, laziness is going to supersede all the enthusiasm built up today. But NO, I will make sure it doesn't. Yeah baby, yeah!!! I'll fight the damn laziness. Wooooo Hooooo! I sound very 'Phoebe' like right now...the episode when Monica's gets drunk on her 30th birthday and Phoebe tries to cover her slurry speech, with a WOOOOO HOOOO! :-) Just like that!

I need to exercise

2008-07-23T16:50:00.000+05:30

I have to exercise...I have to exercise...I have to exercise...I think I'll just keep saying it and never really do it. Lazy me, cannot really pick up the bum and work out. But you know I did start a few weeks ago and continued for a couple of days and it really felt good. But I just can't persuade myself anymore. Over and above that, I am eating all the time. And I have started feeling guilty about it also. Yeah the 'used-to-be slim' me, is now into the category of 'putting-on-weight-kinds'. I feel terrible when I look at the flab on my tummy and the double chinned face. But I really don't do much about it. Coz most of the people around me say that I look fine. Much better than the 'underweight' frame I carried for for 22 years.

What do these people know? When it comes to wearing well fitted clothes I feel ashamed. I have been longing to wear this awesome knee length dress I have in my closet, but I have to reduce to fit into it. I can't wear the sexy body hugging tops I have, coz I feel I am too out of shape. Yet people around me keep convincing me that I am not. Ok...I know that I am not fat, but I am not thin either. I am...lets say a medium framed person, with a BMI within the normal range. I know that's not fat. But STILL!!!

Well the thing is that I know by working out even a bit everyday at home, will bring me back to normal. As I haven't really crossed that not possible line. Going out to a gym is a waste of money n time, as far as my thinking goes. I have seen so many people join a gym and later discontinuing coz of the insane traffic and the time taken to reach there or merely out of laziness. So ok enough cribbing about this, I will jet start my regime at home, tomorrow itself. No matter what!!! And maybe this post will keep reminding me of continuing it.

I love the rains

2008-07-14T13:17:00.000+05:30

God I so love the rain!!! It makes me go !!AAAHHH!! and fills my stomach with butterflies of romance. Hee hee. This morning, I was woken up with the sound of rain falling outside my bedroom window. And it felt soooo good.

The best part about rain is just watching it fall on the ground and fill the air with the fragrance of the wet mud. Snifffff!!!! AAAHHHH! And I love watching the rain from my parents' house. Coz the view from there is just so WOW! There is a lush green patch in front of their house, where I used to spend hours watching the horizon. I so badly miss it when it rains. I am a posting pic of the view below. This is my favourite spot to read a book or listen to music, or even sip a cup of coffee!!!

At my current home, there is a small balcony that overlooks the street inside the appt. complex and faces gulmohar trees. I love that spot too, especially when the wind blows and tinkles through the wind chimes I've have hung there. I just love that intoxicating sound. And to savour the mood even more, I light incense sticks, or simmer liquid pot pourri which makes the home environment so relaxing, that I get the feeling of a spa.

Dark clouds outside and the warm gleam of the table lamp inside, the tinkles of the wind chimes and the fragrance of the incense sticks...its a perfect combination for my kind of relaxation at home.

Dude...where are my shoes?

2008-07-08T14:37:00.000+05:30

I have lost a pair silver sandals? They have just vanished from my closet, like just GONE!!!! And I don't even know where. I have searched the whole house, but they are GONE!!! GONE!! GONE!!

Ya ya I am paranoid...about shoes...ooooooooohhhh yeah!!! I am a total shoe-a-holic. I have to, have to peep into a shoe shop when I cross one. And maybe...ok always, try a few pairs for the contentment of my shoe loving soul. And it gets better, I have a small cupboard full of em (never counted them actually...should do it), there is a shoe for every occasion (ok not every, but I always need the one that's not there) and I keep them with utmost care, every pair in a separate shoe bag (especially the expensive party/formal wear ones). Not to forget the ample रस्ता माल stuff that I have as well.

And here on the other hand, I have lost a pair, a pair that was a part of my wedding collection, which I might have worn 3-4 times in the last 3.5 years. I mean a person who is so passionate about something, loses it...WOAH!! I am shattered. The best part is that I don't even remember where could they possibly go. I never keep them anywhere else, apart from my small shoe closet where even G cannot intrude...ok I am not that paranoid...its basically because there isn't any space for his shoes. :-P

Well nothing can be done about it anyway, so I guess I'll just have to forget it. But oh no! I only have another silver stilettos, which too are broken...guess its time to invest in new ones. ;-)

Mea Culpa

2008-07-07T16:08:00.000+05:30

I shouldn't have behaved the way I did! I feel so guilty now...and ashamed. I over reacted and threw a fit. How childish could I be? I am not like this. It was just that I couldn't handle that something that I am so passionate about, was lost, in spite of the perfect care that I take.

Had this weird feeling of guilt and repentance last nite. I am so sorry, especially to the people whom I have hurt. Being an organised person, it was unlikely of me to lose my things. And I got so emotional about it that I forgot what was important at that moment.

Sorry guys! Really sorry, hope u'll forgive me!

Luxury experience

2008-07-02T17:47:00.000+05:30

Yeah that's what my new job and my first ever professional trip to Mumbai was all about. A luxury hotel - my new workplace starting August.

With all the jitters of meeting new and experienced people from the hotel industry, I went to Mumbai thinking what will others think about me. But to tell you the truth and seriously I am not bragging, I scored a high! And I was so proud of myself. I was bonding, both professionally and personally with all team members. Thanks to my boss, who made this easier for all of us. It was like a dream come true. The professionalism with which we were welcomed into the team, it felt so good. After so many years of dreaming about a professional, corporate job with an organised structure, I finally experienced it. And it was such a delight.

Not to forget the luxury stay that we all had over the weekend. Right from being welcomed to checking into the lavish rooms and the dinners and lunches that followed with never ending meetings. It was simply great!

But the best part was that I was able to stand up for myself in spite of no experience in the service industry. I had sworn before leaving that no matter what, I will not consider myself any less than the other experienced people on board. With this self confidence, I faced all their questions and answered them with vigour. And there it was I had won every one's heart.

Say HELLO to the world...here I come!

Looonnng Tiiimmme

2008-07-02T17:35:00.000+05:30

Hi guys...hows u? Its been so bloody long since I wrote here. phew! Thanks to my moronish desktop that conked off...I was outta touch for like ages.

Anyways I have got a new swanky desktop with a wide flat screen monitor and the stuff (not showing off) but I am more happy to be connected again. Gosh my fingers are just going on n on n on the keyboard, I have to get out all the 'भडास' accumulated over these few days.

Its so weird, a few years ago, everyone managed without a cell phone and a computer and today...if you have any one of these items outta your life for even a day, you feel incomplete. Well at least I do so. Seriously, earlier no one asked you to give a missed call if you were reaching a destination...but today if you don't give a missed call within the desired time...its a havoc. Technology...veknology you see! सबको बिगाड़ दिया है! Ha ha this is so funny...!!!

Well its good to be back!!!

Inspirational

2008-06-12T17:29:00.000+05:30

I finished reading this book called 'Many Lives, Many Masters' by Dr. Brian Weiss, 2 weeks ago. It was the most boring book I have ever read in my life. Its about life after death and how hour body dies but the soul doesn't. Anyways the only reason I finished it was that I bought it. But you know as the saying goes that books never harmed anyone and there is always something to learn from them. Well this one did teach me or I shud say inspired me in a way.

"We come from one life, and, if the lessons are completed, we move on to another dimension, another life. We must understand fully. If we do not, we are not allowed to pass on...we must repeat because we do not learn. We must experience from all sides. We must know the side of wanting, but also to forgive."

"We have debts that must be paid. If we have not paid out these debts, then we must take them into another life...in order that they may be worked through. You progress by paying your debts."

"We all have...a dominant trait. This might be greed or lust, whatever it is, you must overcome this. If you don't then you have to carry that trait in your next life and the burden will become greater. With each life you go through and did not fulfill these debts, the next one will be harder."

Pretty decent stuff I say! Arite enuf philosophy...gotta go...ciao!

Dubai Surprise

2008-06-10T14:25:00.000+05:30

Heya people!

Did ya miss me? I was on a vacation to Dubai, ya ya yet again! It was a BIG surprise for everyone. We didn't inform anyone and just landed at their doorstep...it was great to see every one's reactions.

Gosh I am so sleepy right now. The Dubai-Jaipur-Delhi flight is such a pain, took 6 hours for a 2 hour 50 min journey and the crowd was yuk, never flying Air India Express again. In fact I have hardly slept for the last 10 days. It was just nights of fun, drinking, dancing and gossip. Talking abt drunk nights, which Dubai is famous for, this time my total high was -

1 Sex on the beach shot
2 Sambuca shots
1 ThegaBomb (a shot in a glass of red bull - you are supposed to gulp down the whole thing)
3 Raspberry Vodkas with Sprite

Result - I puked on the way back home

But it was GREAT!!!!!

How can a mother not cry?

2008-05-25T14:10:00.000+05:30

I have recently started following the double murder case that has gripped the nation for the last 8 days. Yes...Aarushi Talwar, the poor soul who had to give away her life, to unmask her butcher parents. Sad...very sad. I wasn't into it when it all began, but now I am totally glued to the every update this case has to offer.

How can a father do this to a child who was born to him after 11 years? Above all, how cud her own mother be silent for all this time? Weird! As I saw her mother's statement on the TV, I saw no remorse or sadness for her only daughter's blood. All she did was defend her husband.

Ok, even so if at one point we agree that the parents weren't involved, how could they sleep soundly through the night, when so much happened in the next room? Were they deaf or under drugs? How come the door was locked from outside and where are Aarushi's and the servant's mobiles? Somewhere I don't believe a word that woman said on TV. How can a mother's voice not crack while talking about her dead daughter? How can she not breakdown into tears when she says this on her daughter's 15th birthday?

She seems to be hiding the true facts. But who will unmask the killer? The father will get bail very soon, the media will run after the truth for a month or so and then everyone will forget about it! (Look at the Nithari case, What happened to that?)

Poor kid who lost her life has already been degraded as being 'in a relationship' with her servant (pathetic). This clearly states the orthodox society we live in. If a child confides in domestic help, they label it as "objectionable", but what her father does, is totally ignored. Hypocrites! Is it a sin to be born a girl child? Please let her rest in peace, she is dead and gone, why degrade her dignity even more.

Now the case being utterly confusing with Nupur Talwar, stating everything as "baseless", the truth seems to be far from uncovered. I hope she is saying the truth, otherwise, a lot of cildren's faith will be shaken forever. But if the parents are the culprit, they should be tied to a pole, in the middle of the road and all kids should be allowed to throw stones at them till they let out their last breath.

Another Update

2008-05-25T13:51:00.000+05:30

Well! The Mumbai Trip got potponed till next month and I am still here. Yeah all that hyperventilation finally came to an ubrupt stop after I saw the mail of posponement.

Finally concluded that there wasn't anything to be stressed abt in the first place.

Over n Out

Update

2008-05-15T16:49:00.000+05:30

I am hyperventilated these days, get sleepless nights, anxiety and the works. WHY??? Well I have to leave for Mumbai next weekend for a corporate meeting, pertaining to my new job. And the main reason is that I have never been to any of these before in my 5 years of work exp.

I have to be formally dressed and be professional. And the reason for hyperventilation is that I have never been associated with a professional working environment in my life. So I don't even have the slightest of idea, what this thing is goin to be.

It just sounds gud at the moment. You know, an all expenses paid trip to Mumbai, with a stay in a luxury 5 star hotel...but inside of me I know how tensed I am about all this. I mean what will they expect me to do. I am so new to this field is, I am a novice here...GOSH...(more sweat breaking)....But I know I can do this. In fact I always dreamt of something like this. So lets see.

Am over at mommie's these days. Enjoying it...full on. Time flies here, back home it was dull...waiting all day for G to come, with nothing to do. IRRITATING!!

Me n G are goin for a vacation...FINALLY...after a year and a half (trumpets and drum roll please). Well not exactly a vacation, more like a family thingie, but its ok, at least we are goin somewhere. Although I was recently there a few months ago and am bored of it, but chalta hai, anything that makes him happy. He needs this break more than I do, I have been on a break since December (not a very nice one though).

Enough update - Ciao

Khuda Kay Liye

2008-05-06T14:42:00.001+05:30

Saw this movie last night...seriously it left me tongue tied! There is so much I wanna say about this flick, but its better left unsaid.

Watch it!

Joke of the Year - BRT

2008-04-25T12:19:00.000+05:30

This is what the sign board at the BRT (Baap of Ruckus and Traffic jams) says :

The newspapers, Delhizens and even the cops have been firing the BRT since it came into action a week ago. But I guess our Delhi Govt. is deaf, blind and crippled to have not pondered over the fact that this system of organising...*read - disrupting* traffic is a HUGE FAILURE!!!!

Or should we say that our government is weighed down by the 60 crore rupees spent on this moronish project. Even an uneducated person could figure out, that it was a failure when the stupid IIT professors started scratching their brainless heads to make that platform in the middle of the road. Gawd alone knows what was that for, anyway. Five days since its trial, the BRT is still trying to improve or rather prove to people that it makes sense!!!

A paper remarked: Five days into the BRT trial run and hopes of it being a success in the "81st country" are fast receding.

With Delhi citizens protesting against the killer corridor, which did no gud when under construction and now, why is the government still hoping? Or are they just defending their mistake or the moolah?

Why do people act like this?

2008-04-21T16:29:00.000+05:30

Over the last weekend, I met some really weird people. You know the one's who put on the pretentious act of being "classy" when they are actually not. I just can't understand what are they trying to portray anyway? Just because we are not as rich as them, they think we were born in some JJ colony of some remote place and have no idea about "being classy". Balls! And rich, my foot! Just because they have "baap ka (naya naya) paisa", they think they can be in possession of oodles of attitude and have the right to treat everyone like shit.

Well! These 2 young ladies...mmm no lady is too high a word for them, so lets call them bratty bitches (BB) flew down from Bangalore for a wedding and requested to be taken around to see the night life of "Saddi Dilli". So like very humble people we took them to our favourite place Buzz in Saket, which plays EVERYTHING from trance, house, retro, bollywood etc etc. Following is the chronology of events of that night and my comments in the red.

Well it so happened that they found the place and the crowd to be utterly low class. "Oh my gawd this crowd is so bad, where does the good crowd in Delhi go?" Ahem! Why don't you get a look at yourselves before making a comment like that! Velvet "rasta maal" platform boots in summer with shiny local denim capri pants, which my 10 year old cousin wears...definitely a "classy"choice I must say!!! Not to forget the Golden chappals with a huge bow.

They were full of complaints for bollywood music because "In Bangalore we just have one Hindi song in the entire night, in fact no one even talks in Hindi over there." Oh my gawd, what a shame, we Dilliwallahs are so proud to speak our desi bhasha and shake our booty in it too.

So when the DJ stopped playing and called it a night, the whole place started singing "Pyaar humein kis mod pe le aaya" from Satte pe Satta. The BB went into a strange fit of giggles and hid their faces as if it was against their dignity to be among a crowd like that. Welcome to Delhi dahlings...we are loud and we are open about it...and WE DON'T CARE when we enjoy. Guess your class distinction only works down south!

They also complained that the place had no separate dance floor and is was too cramped. Helloooo! it's Saturday Night madame, what do you expect an entire floor to yourselves??

"You know - we met Shah Rukh Khan and Saif Ali Khan at our relatives place." Oh do I have to SCREAM at this point?

"And we also met the Dalai Lama." So should I touch your feet, as we trivial mortals did not have that privilege in our lives! WTF!

I have been in the media industry for 5 years babe, these people pass under our noses and we don't even bother lifting up our eyes to look at them. If I start counting how many celebrities I have met, you'll fall asleep!

After 6 drinks one of the BB wanted some more and being humble we asked if she was fine, coz she was pretty high. "Ya ya I have even driven after 9 drinks, be it 800, Accent, Honda or Esteem." Did I ask you about your garage sale?

And of course there was "Delhi Sucks!" and "Bangalore has this and that" Well you asked for a Delhi night life and we gave you exactly that. I am sure you won't compare Bangalore night life to Las Vegas, then why Delhi. Why can't you gel into the place that you are present at? Why act so pricey?

P.S. This post was not intended towards people living in Bangalore or anywhere in South India. I have visited the place 4 times and believe me I wouldn't have if I didn't like it. I guess some people just can't get over themselves! Its all the game of "naya paisa"

Some pics I took

2008-04-15T17:54:00.001+05:30

Life isn't complicated...we just make it complicated

2008-04-10T13:36:00.001+05:30

I was watching this really sweet movie called "Bitter Suite", where 2 families who hate each other end up sharing an apartment on their respective vacations, just because of a booking goof up! But in the end they actually have loads of fun and learn so much from each other. As I saw them having fun, I missed my last vacation in Bangkok. It was the most perfect vacation I have had in 3 years. I missed it even more because we haven't gone for a vacation together in a year. Just because our lives have been f***ed up so bad. But then a thought just passed by - Isn't life just so beautiful? I mean what do we want from life after all? Peace of mind...after a hard day's work! Love and togetherness in relationships. And sweet memories to look back on.

Dealing with all the household commotion and sorting domestic help issues, I thought that my life sucks, everything is wrong with our lives from the past one year. First G was out of job and we had a tough time for 6 months and now I am out of job. (well not exactly as I have an offer, just that I have to join much later) Everything in life is upside down due to external unwanted interferences. But then...I paused and pondered over the situation and asked myself - Is it really that bad?

On second thoughts, things WERE worse, and they are so much better now. G has a terrific job (touch wood), where he's happy, there is no stress involved. He comes home early and we spend quality time with each other. I have a job with a big brand, that might soar up my career to greater heights. We cook together and have a great time at the end of the day. He supports me. We are TOGETHER in everything we do. And that's what I always wanted. A good career and a good peaceful, loving life.

Yesterday he called to say that he has picked up chandelier earrings for me, he told me he'll get them home and I can choose which one I wanted. To tell the truth, it wasn't the gift but his thought about getting me something that I liked, made me smile the whole day. I never bought the earrings anyway, but I was so happy and content. I love him when he calls me at least twice a day. Just to think how much he misses me, that he feels the need to pick up the phone and dial my number, made me smile.

I sincerely believe in the saying - "all that happens, happens for good". We were destined to go through this to understand what's right for us. And I know that this time will be recorded as a sweet memory in our lives, to cherish when we look back. Touch wood.

...just because she's married

2008-04-02T13:20:00.000+05:30

All through life, a daughter is brought up with one belief...that one day she has to leave this house and go and live her life in another one. She is nurtured to perform the role of a dutiful wife and mother, which is her ultimate destiny for being born as the weaker gender. (Sorry ain't it...but that's the way the Indian system works...SAD!). Her parents do more than they can to bring their little angel up. But the day she crosses the line to get to the other end, she becomes some one's wife...she is no more a daughter.

All her life she has only taken from her parents. Right from birth, to schooling, to higher studies, to marriage and till date she has only seen her parents giving and giving. But now its time...its time that they get all comforts of life, which they sacrificed. She wants them to experience wonderful things and give them all that she couldn't when she was not married. But unfortunately, in spite of her husband's support, her every act of love becomes a debt on her parents...just because she's married.

Yes, that's the way the Indian system works. Parents can't even eat or drink water from their daughter's house...why? - Its a debt on them. They cannot accept any material things from her, because they'll have to repay her back, after all her and her husband's money is a debt on them. I hate this system, where the parents are forced to believe that daughter's affection is a burden on them. She wants to celebrate every occasion with them. She brings gifts imagining how they would enlighten their parents' face coz they wanted it so much, only to see that they become a burden on them, whose weight will suppress their souls. She can't invite them home or take them to restaurants, she can't buy gifts, or celebrate with them coz ITS A DEBT, which they have to repay.

WHY??? Why is the daughter alienated from everything. Can't she love her parents? Can't she express it to them? Will a daughter always remain a burden on her parents? Won't she ever be able to give her parents good things in life? Does being married take away the right to make your parents happy? Then why do parents feel so small when she spends on them? Why such a complex? Why this formality? I blame this system and I loathe it for creating this disparity between a daughter and her parents. Why is the daughter forced to gulp down the sour pill of emotions and let this paradox system prevail? Is it a crime to be born as the girl child and even a worse crime to be married?

And may I ask, what good does this hypocrite system do to her? She is never accepted by her in-laws, coz she's an outsider; yet she is alienated from her parents because she's some one's wife now. Her in-laws never accept her gestures, no matter how much she tries; and her parents can't...just because she's married.

Why is a daughter left in this 'no man's land' where she has to struggle forever in making everyone happy? Why can't she be the daughter that she always was? Or is marriage a gamble where SHE loses her rights over her parents and puts them in deep debt to pay for it?

I am my Daddy's Daughter

2008-03-20T13:12:00.000+05:30

I have been writing here for the past one year now, and I just realised that, I have written about G, Mom and Pomps, but no where in this blog have I mentioned my dad. My dad, He is my hero.

Sometimes I just wonder how different my life would have been if he had not been the father that he is to me. I don't even want to imagine a life without him. I need him in every important decision of my life. In fact there have been moments when only his consent could help me move forward in life. And it still is the same, no matter that I am married and independent, but I still need his support for everything.

I wanna thank my dad for -

giving me the life that I have today and teaching my how LIVE it king size
making me realise my dreams
teaching me to be fair in all aspects of life
making me the ambitious person that I am
showing me the world (have always looked forward to your travelling plans)
making me understand the value of hard earned money
saying that "I am proud of you" when I got my first job
having faith in my decisions
giving me all those things I wanted as a kid and even now
your unconditional love
taking pride in telling people about my success
and especially - for being there all the time

I miss you dad...every moment of the day. How I still cry when I remember your heavy voice on the phone asking me to come back, the day after I got married. And how your eyes ask me to stay back, every time I come for a short visit.

You'll always be my hero, someone who I would always look up to in life. And I promise, that I will always be the 'Daddy's Girl' that I have been. Love you loads. Hugs.

New look for a new JOB!

2008-03-17T15:09:00.000+05:30

After much research and quest for a good template I chose a black theme again, which I was very against coz it doesn't feel summery. But I was determined to change it this time coz I was tired of trying different things which either didn't work or required a great deal of effort...(pssst, also because I forgot to save the older template while I was switching between some preferred one's. hehehe!). But I like it! And I have tried my level best to make it look hip and cool...jus like me! It is an epitome of my like and dislikes and things I want...as usual!

But the greatest news is - I HAVE A NEW JOB!!!! Yeah yeah...I have one finally. After much waiting...I finally have a really good offer from one of the best hotel brands in the country. And you know what my designation is - Asst. Manager - PR & Events...ain't that HOTTTT! I love it...more so because it is going to pay damn good money. And I am already dreaming about shopping my a** off at Select City Walk. I am in "LOOOUVE" with that place. Its a shopper's paradise...and a pocket driller too. But I love it. The entire feel of the place makes you go....WOAH!

But that's going to happen much later, as the joining date on the job is in "JUNE"....poof...the bulbs of my dreams went off. But whatever, I am going to earn a lot more than that shit TV thing and there is going to be a more organised evnvironment. So its worth it!

"That's all" - the way Meryll Streep says it in "Devil Wears Prada". Outstanding performance...reminded me so much of my previous boss...(up yours you SL**)

Appreciating myself

2008-03-10T13:48:00.000+05:30

Sometimes I just wonder, am I a really good writer? Why can't I write like other people? I mean most of the blogs that I read are so wonderfully drafted. Mine just sounds like shit. I know what G is thinking - "Why can't you appreciate yourself woman...ever?"

Yeah but he's is right. I really can't appreciate myself at anything. If I cook, I always think it could be better. When I write, I feel I just post crap from my life. When I look back at my professional life, I always feel, it could have been so much better (when I know that it has been far far better than my other counterparts). Hmmmm...but you know what the irony is, that I feel this way even when I am a perfectionist. I have always aimed for the best things in life and achieved them as well. I know that I always put in best of my efforts, but I still feel crap! G always says - "Love yourself first" But isn't that being selfish?

But why can't I be selfish? Is it bad to be selfish for your happiness? G says - "You can make other's happy, only if you are happy" And I don't think he's wrong! Do you?

There are so many things that I am happy about -

1. My parents - they are the best I could ever ask for

2. Pompie - for being more than a sister - she's my best friend

3. G - he's the best husband...ever. I know a lot of my friends are jealous coz I have got the best ;-)

4. Life - It couldn't have been better

5. Good looks - I know I have em ;-)

6. I dance very well *nose up* :-D

7. I have "I could kick anyone's a**" attitude

8. A good career...so far!

So Why shouldn't I appreciate myself...I am the best! ;-)

And if you think I am boasting too much about myself...Go to Hell! I don't care a crocodile's a**! (from Javed Jaffery in Salaam Namaste...saw it yesterday...good flick)

I missed it

2008-03-05T13:14:00.000+05:30

Sometimes your dreams knock on your doors, but you are too deaf to hear. My dreams were just outside, but I missed them by a few days. The dream to do my Masters in Media Management from an international university. I was so close to getting it, if only I had received the information much earlier.

It feels awful when you are so close to getting it, but can't. Damn it this was an amazing opportunity. A full fledged scholarship, everything was free - the tuition fee, airfare and allowance and it was Scotland of all the places...DAMN!!! I was totally eligible for this, only thing that I couldn't give the IELTS exam before the 28th, and the last application date was 14th.

I feel sad...really sad! But I thank pompie to enlighten me on this. Shit...I jeopardised her coming with me too...I hate myself! Feel bad for her!

Sniff :'-(

The SILENT death

2008-02-26T12:40:00.000+05:30

Ever wondered what our lives would be without talking? Imagine a life where you have no one to relate your feelings to, no one to reciprocate and no one to share your thoughts with. A life which is a silent downfall of wishes, dreams, thoughts and memories.

How would you feel? With everything locked up inside raging to run wild into the outside world and pierce into that listening ear, which could understand and share. Isn't that a basic requirement of life after all?

You need someone to 'listen' to your ideas, your dreams your thoughts...basically your life. You need to share, to communicate, to just let it out. But where is that listening ear? And what if you never find it? You maybe surrounded by millions of people, but still be lonely. Life without communicating is a constant battle to combat that loneliness.

What if you die in search of that 'someone'? Who would know what you had locked up inside? What you wanted? What you did? And above all...who were you anyway? You maybe a good speaker, a good daughter, a good mother, a good son, a great achiever, but who knew? The whole life you strive for someone who would know you and understand you. But here you lie in your silent death...lonely...yet again!

Shameless

2008-02-25T12:28:00.000+05:30

I really don't have anything to write about but my fingers are just going on...n...on...n...on...but isn't that the best way to write anyway? Just pen down your feelings...whatever crap they may be. Ya you know when you get an urge to just write, write n write, not knowing where it might head to, I am feeling exactly that way right now. Ok... can't think of anything to write next???

Ok...so why am I feeling this way? - Coz I am frustrated and ya that's when I get an urge to write...when I am frustrated.

And what are you frustrated with anyway? - Mmmmm!!! better not said! Well...A lot of things and a lot of people whose names are not even worth posting!

But you can describe them to vent it out can't you? - Mmmmm...ok but I really don't wanna divulge much as this is a public blog anyway, although a lot of people don't even know about it, but still...this is my space!

Ok so what do you feel about the people who take all the undue advantage of your life without really considering that they are screwing it? They just demand and demand and turn your life upside down and make you bend so much, just because they are ease and want things their way.

Got it? That's the kinda people I am talking. And they make me sick. Not only they have made my life miserable but also have ruined the sanity and sanctity of things that are close to me. They have no guilt, no shame and no consideration or concern for other's people's time, property and feelings. All they want is a comfortable life! Shameless...yes that's the word to describe them...and Thankless too!

Justin Bartha

2008-02-18T11:09:00.000+05:30

Ok so those of you wondering who Justin Bartha is...he's Riley Poole of 'National Treasure 1 & 2' and Brian from 'Gigli'. And for those of you who haven't seen Gigli - Please just see it for this guy.

And why am I writing about him? Well he seems to have taken my heart away with his performance in Gigli. I just can't get over with his amazing act of a mentally challenged innocent guy who is kidnapped for whatever reasons. The movie was senseless, but I saw it just for Justin. His innocence, his love for rap music and his dream of going to 'Baywatch' - which he thinks is a real place, just made me love him even more. And how he experiences nirvana when he sees the beach and bikini clad women at the end of the movie, would just melt your heart away. And to prove the greatness of his performance, well I am writing this post after 4 days of watcing the movie. I was so moved. He may not be that famous an actor but he's really good and too cute. Just look at him...

Awww...I love him! I maybe sounding like a school girl having a crush on him but his performance was too overwhelming!

Lovely Valentine Eve

2008-02-15T14:27:00.000+05:30

So what's the deal with V-Day anyway? I mean 1 day out of 365...ok 366 days this year, to celebrate your love? I think love should be celebrated everyday. And yesterday was just a bahana to stay out and be together other than stay in and be together.

It began with G's surprise of red roses in the morning...I loooooove it when he does that! Then we spent the entire day planning a romantic dinner at some fancy place in town. Alas! most places were either booked or TOO EXPENSIVE! And we did not want to celebrate our love by being extravagant! We just wanted to be together and have fun! So! we did just that ;-)

A nice round of drinks at Buzz...ya ya yet again...we love that place, following a dinner at Pandara. So we did the 'usual' but had loads of fun. It was an ideal evening of togetherness and that's what we wanted. Met some very interesting people - a couple in their late 50's hip hopping to the music and cheering the crowd. They were so freshly in love even after so many years of being together...afterall that's what love is all about - Making every moment of your life - Magical!

I am back...I am back

2008-02-11T12:29:00.001+05:30

Finally back in Delhi...long break this was. 18 days. Never been away from G for so long. How his face lit up when he saw me come out of the airport...loved that expression. Missed him so much especially at the wild drunken nights. But it was great! Needed a break so bad.

Now back to the grind of finding a job and going for it. Gosh I have got so used to this "not going to work" state that it will be difficult to get back to it. But I will manage. Need to earn some decent money now.

Lets hope for the best. Rest Later!

Dubai drunk nights synopsis

2008-02-11T12:13:00.000+05:30

Had pretty wild nigts in Dubbbbbaaaaiiii here it goes -

(I am sure you'll figure out what state I was into)

1st night out - See post "Dubai...in highest of spirits" = Blurred memories of how I danced what I did and said.

2nd night out - 2 vodkas, 2 kamakaze shots, 2 sex on the beach shots = Felt really goooooood!

3rd night out - one wild shot (mixture of god knows what) and can't even remember how many drinks I had...maybe 7 = passed out at friends place and don't know how I reached home.

Next morning - Headache and a terrible hangover and a flight to catch in the eve.

But it was worth it!!!!!!!!

Dubai...in highest of spirits

2008-01-27T03:32:00.000+05:30

What a night that was...5 Bacardis with Coke and 2 Sex on the Beach shots. I was totally crashed...woke up with a hangover. I have never drunk that much in my life before.

But it wasn't just the alcohol that was intoxicating; the surroundings of the bluish purple lit Burj Al Arab in the backdrop with sea wave shaped Jumeira Beach Hotel on one side, an open bar bang in the middle of the sea, freezing winds, the club music (Audiotonic...ROX!!!), Saurabh, Tanya, Vibe and his the friends and "no G" (missed him so much) was a perfect cocktail for the "been highest ever" night of my life. I was totally zonked. All I know is that I was swaying to not only the music but to the things that people were saying to me as well.

We partied till 5:30 AM, gosh! That's a record! Left the club at 3:30 AM and went to Saurabh and Tanya's place with Vibe's friends. I cant believe how much we danced on old and new Hindi songs. Can't remember a thing. Will put a video soon. But I am missing G...a lot, a lot, a LOT!!!! So wish that he was here. :-(