Thursday, December 21, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Friday, December 15, 2006
Tuesday, December 12, 2006
Sunday, December 10, 2006
Weekends I did touristy things. I went on city tour with unknown people but it was fun! I love places with history and Istanbul has many stories to tell of the Byzantine empire and the powerful Ottoman empire. 'Melancholy' is a word heavily used in Pamuk's book on Istanbul. He says that there is a gloom set over the city ever since the fall of the Ottomon empire. In seeing the Topkapi palace and the Dolmabahce palace the power that the Ottoman Empire once had is very evident. Dolmabache is easily my favorite. You have to see the pictures to know why. I now know what living life 'kings style' truly means! Other places we saw was the famous Blue mosque and the Hagia Sophia. Hagia Sophia once used to be a church which was later converted to a mosque. It now stands as a museum with both pictures of Mary and inscriptions in Arabic. When the pope arrived people wanted to know if he would pray there. Well,he didn't. My second favorite place is the Grand Bazaar in the old city with 4000 shops selling exquisite jewellery, carpets, handicrafts and more. Shopkeepers drag you into their shops with their smart talk. Two of them knew Hindi, one of them was convinced I had studied in England. I was pretty happy with my bargaining skills and bought quite a few things but somebody slipped in a fake 20 lira note. I was caught at Pizza hut when I tired to use it. Barring that incident, I enjoyed my stay. and I still believe the people there are very nice. Food is another story and will require another post.
For two weeks, I kept my passport and tickets safely, I kept all the bills, I took proper change, I never forgot a thing, I was on time. I come home, day one I forget to take my id card to office. Day two I leave my jacket in office. Its good to be back home :)
Monday, December 04, 2006
Istanbul is truly an amazing city, mysterious and charming. The Bosphorous at all times of the day is breathtakingly beautiful. The best part of the trip was cruising the Bosphorous everyday from Europe, where our hotel was to our office in Asia and back! How cool is that? Unfortunately the battery on my camera died soon and I had no way of charging it. Have taken few pics from my phone, will post them along with a detailed account one of these days :)
Thursday, November 16, 2006
For me it has always been a city of ruins and of end-of-empire melancholy. I've spent my life either battling with this melancholy, or (like all Istanbullus) making it my own.
'Life can't be all that bad', I'd think from time to time. 'Whatever happens, I can always take a walk along the Bosphorus.'
Excerpts from Orhan Pamuk's Istanbul, Memories of a city.
This Saturday I am off to Istanbul, Turkey for two weeks on work. I hope I get to see a glimpse of the city, the people and the Bosphorus whose picture Pamuk has so beautifully painted. Will blog about it once I return!
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
ps: I love the spell checker on beta. It uses gmail's spell checker which highlights the mistakes and not the buggy popup that blogger used.
Monday, November 13, 2006
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
Wednesday, November 01, 2006
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Thursday, October 26, 2006
1. Autos, I am obsessed with the 3 wheeler.
4. Personal crap.
Hmmmm. May be I don't need that feature.
Tuesday, October 24, 2006
Friday, October 20, 2006
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Note to myself : Stop asking questions on this blog, rhetorical or otherwise.
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Monday, October 02, 2006
Sunday, October 01, 2006
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Go watch it.
Thursday, September 21, 2006
Dedicating an entire bus to women might be extreme and not economical but I am for the reservation of seats for women in buses. I have been traveling by BMTC buses for nearly 8 years now. I never ask men to leave the seat for me if they are sitting in a 'ladies only' seat. Most of the times I don't mind them sitting. And most of the times men do let women have their seats. When the first few seats are booked essentially the first half of the bus is occupied by women, Not just the seats even the standing area. This ensures that the one pervert (I know not all men are creeps, allow me to assume that there is always one pervert in every bus) is no where near you. So yes. I am damn happy seats are reserved for women in buses. If you want to make things fair, reserve the rest of the seats for men. This way everybody is happy.
Sunday, September 17, 2006
Shiva idol at Murudeshwar.
Puppies at my grandparents farm. (yeah yeah I forgot to set the date)
Behinds of jersey cows.
Banana, Areca nut and Coconut plantation.
Baby cow drinking milk.
I just like this pic :)
Saturday, September 02, 2006
Mumbai, a city where dreams come true, my first visit and my only intention was to have a good time and to shop while I could. I wasn't staying long enough for my dreams to materialize, just 4 days. Day one was eventful a shopping expedition had turned successful and the long walk at worli sea face was refreshing. Again, it was time to rest. Or so I thought. The nightmares of Kerala came haunting back, I wasn't scared this time, only disgusted. They were back and there was nothing I could do about it.
Bhatkal, a small town in Coastal Karnataka where my mother grew up in. It was where I spent all my summer holidays. A place to which I have more memories attached than any other. Visiting after a gap of four years was special, I knew I would be treated like a celebrity. For them I was the ambitious career women who was out to get the world. I let them believe that. I can never sleep in bus journeys so I rested against the uneasy seat in the bus and reminisced on the past as the bus took sharp turns in the climb up the western ghats. Not all memories were sweet and a strange feeling had begun to creep in. It wasn't nostalgia. I decided it was best that I slept and tried counting my cousins instead of sheep. It was of no use. They didn't have to wake me up this time. I was wide awake and they were there, as always unexpected and uninvited, sucking my blood like they owned it. Frigging bedbugs! I have never hated any creature as much as I have hated those creepy predators of the night. I loathe them. Die you filthy creeps, all of you die and leave me alone. I need my sleep when I travel.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
here's my shot at it.
She came, only ten years late.
She will live, but her baby won't.
Again, how much for your soul?
Victory was ours because I cheated.
So can you? If yes put it up on your blog :)
Friday, August 18, 2006
Birthdays I think, are overhyped. I mean, somebody else does all the work, and you get all the credit for doing something as ordinary breathing everyday and managing to live on year after year. Having said that I am so glad it is overhyped. This was probably the best birthday I had in a long time :D. Thank you all who called, smsd, scrapped, I love you all!!
Sunday, August 13, 2006
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Saturday, August 05, 2006
>> 1.What is your Full Name? Shradha Trump.
>> 2.Are you American or English? Trump is American, no?
>> 3.What are you listening to right now? Some song on Radio Voyager, my fav stn on world space.
>> 4.What are the last 2 digits of your phone number? They are sequential, 78, cool eh?
>> 5.What was the last thing you ate? Chocolate fantasy in some chotte restaurant near forum. I think that aggravated my cold.
>> 6.If you were a crayon what colour would you be? Ooooh this multi coloured crayon set that I bought. Its awesome. Each crayon has many colours. You start with yellow and end up getting blue red and green. I want to be that.
>> 7. How is the weather right now? Just the way I like it. Damn this nasty cold.
>> 8. Last person you talked to on the phone? This person I met today. I was making excuses as to why I was late.
>> 9. First thing you notice about the opposite sex? His smile.
>> 10. Do you like the person who sent this to you? No comments.
>> 11. How are you today? SICK!!!
>> 12. Favourite Drink? Mom's tea.
>> 13. Favorite Alcoholic drink? Vodka. God its been so long since I had anything alcoholic. Brandy cures common cold?
>> 14. Favorite Sport? Shopping a sport?
>> 15. Hair Colour? Brown. Yes the red/orange streaks have gone, thank you very much.
>> 16. Eye Colour? Brown
>> 17. Do you wear contacts? I left the lid of my contacts holder open and they dried up. This is the fourth pair, all 4 destroyed due to negligence. I am getting new shiny low maintenance disposable contacts soon. woohoo!
>> 18. Siblings? 2. Sis and me scheming to loot bro now that raksha bandhan is round the corner.
>> 20. Favourite Food? Golden fried prawns.
>> 21. Last Movie you Watched? Pirates of the Caribbean, 1 not 2. Why didn't anyone tell me about Jack Sparrow before?? He is soo yumm.
>> 22. Favourite Day of the Year? I'd like to say my birthday, but birthdays are depressing when they finally come.
>> 23. Are you too shy to ask someone one? Yes.
>> 24. Summer or winter? Summer baby!
>> 25. Hugs or Kisses? A big warm hug. I need one now :(
>> 26. Chocolate or Vanilla? Vanilla icecream with hot chocolate sauce. Off topic, but don't you think vanilla icecream with gulab jamoon is like the deadliest combination ever? Kudos to whoever invented it.
>> 27. Who is most likely to respond? pass.
>> 28. Who is least likely to respond? pass.
>> 30. What books are you reading? Prizes, Eric Segal. Supposed to be reading some technical stuff too...
>> 31. What's on your mouse pad? Who uses mouse pads these days?
>> 32. Favourite Board Game? Scrabble.
>> 33. Favourite Smell? I CANT SMELL NOW.
>> 34. Can you touch your nose with your tongue? Right now I wouldn't want to.
>> 35. Favourite Flower? Anything but roses. Roses are over hyped if you ask me.
>> 36. What's the first thing you think of when you wake up in the morning? Where did I keep my glasses?
>> 37. What`s the time? Time to end this tag. How many more questions?
>> 38. Nickname? Never had one. Though Shradz is what some people call me.
>> 39. Ever been so drunk you blacked? Nope.
>> 40. Been in a car accident? Yes. Nothing serious and I was not driving.
>> 41. Been hurt emotionally? Yes.
>> 42. Kept a secret from everyone? Yes.
>> 43. Wanted to hook up with a friend? No..umm maybe yes.
>> 44. Cried during a Movie? No. Sometimes find it funny that people actually cry watching movies.
>> 45. Had a crush on a teacher? Nope.
>> 46. Ever thought an animated character was hot? Eww, that's kind of sick.
>> 47. Had New Kids on The Block Tape? No.
>> 48. Been on stage? yeah.
Okay, I am losing my patience. I also realize I am answering everything in yes and nos. Who wants to read that??? When is this tag getting over? Okay from now on I choose questions.
>> 52. Do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? No.
>> 56. Who's the weirdest? I am normal. Really.
>> 57. Who do you go to for advice? Different people for different problems. Mosltly go to the person who will tell me what I want to hear.
>> 58. Who do you cry with? My pillow.
>> 59. Worst Feeling? Helplessness.
>> 60. Favourite Word? Bamboozled. Like the sound of it.
Phew! I am never doing tags again.
Anyone is free to pick the tag up. I don't blame you if you don't.
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
Saturday, July 15, 2006
Sunday, July 09, 2006
Did France just lose? Did Zidane really do that? I am fine but it was a major blow for my sister who has never seen any sport in her life but whose current joblessness situation had turned her into a soccer fan. She spent the entire time educating me on what offside is and telling me what a perfect gentleman Zidane is. Until of course red card happened. I think she is still in shock.
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
You were born a year ago on this very day, another one in a land of millions. I wasn't sure what I'd do with you but for someone who hardly has anything interesting to say I think I did a good job of bringing you up. Sure,I never poured my heart out here but I am glad you listened so patiently to all that I have had to rant about. I am thankful for you being non judgmental, for letting me be what I am and sometimes letting me be what I want to be. Don't be deterred by the counter that seems to have frozen or the comments that may not come, it was never meant to be that way, most posts like the last one are notes to myself. But both you and I will agree the best part of this journey, the icing on the cake, has been meeting all the people through you, people who bothered to read and cared enough to comment. I love them all, I really do. I don't know your future coz I don't know mine but I know that I will always love you, you are one those very few things in this world that I can call of my own. Happy Birthday Blog!
Thursday, June 29, 2006
Thursday, June 15, 2006
Friday, June 09, 2006
So world cup is here. I am missing my bro for the first time since he left for US. He was the one who got us excited about sporting events, he would talk endlessly before we (me and sis) would have to relent and hand him the remote. He even made us watch formula one. And at one point of time I liked racing, I liked Alonso even with my bro(and the whole world) telling me Schumi was the best. I cant sit through whole of 60 laps now.(or is it 70 laps?) Same with French open, haven't wacthed a single match. Funny, how I easily say 'I miss him', here on my blog. I cant dare saying that in open. We aren't very expressive, our family. Nobody has ever said 'I love you'. I would die in a fit of laughter if somebody said that. Surprisingly 'I hate you' is used all the time. I'd like my kids to be more eloquent and expressive, if I can be that myself. I'd like them to make 'mothers day' cards for me, may be cook breakfast for me once in a while. What kids, you ask? I am going to adopt, if I cant have kids of my own. And I am going to adopt a puppy. I hope I can be a good mommy. I'd watch them play, soccer maybe. That reminds me, now that world cup is here, who is your favorite team? I don't have a favorite, I just know I don't want Brazil to win.
Monday, June 05, 2006
Marine Drive, Worli Seaface, VT, gateway of India, Linking road, pani puri, vada paav, rain, cards, uno, shopping, pigging, Big Bazaar, Fanaa, La Patisserie, Gypsy, Breezer, Irish Cream,friends, laughter..fun!
Still reeling from the short but super fun trip!
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Sunday, May 14, 2006
Thursday, May 11, 2006
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Monday, May 01, 2006
Wednesday, April 26, 2006
Sunday, April 23, 2006
Everybody wanted one thing, their inboxes to not be cluttered yet all contributed to the cause. Made me wonder why many have this inherent need to put others down. Is that the only way they can prove their worth? Another example is the Bangalore community on Livejournal. One wrong post (on the community) and you will be torn apart. They are like vultures waiting to attack. Its almost as if they are disappointed when somebody puts up a sensible post. Why this need to pick up fights? Why cant people live and let live? Why don't we have world peace? Okay, I don't want the answer to the last one I just wanted to fit 'world peace' somewhere in this post.
If everybody who got that mail just ignored it like I did, none of our mail boxes would have been flooded. I guess not everyone is like me. I guess if there were more people like me there would be world peace.
Wednesday, April 19, 2006
Here is my list of favorites
1)Usiraguve Hasiraguve, Maurya
2)Nee Amrithadhare, Amrithadhare
3)Preethi Antha, Excuse me
4)Ba ra, Apthamitra
But my all time favorite is this song from Appu
Taliban alla alla
Bin laden alwe alla
Avan hodaddu building ge
Nan hodiddu hrudayakke
Roughly translated, I am not the Taliban, I am not Bin laden, he aimed at a buliding, I aimed at your heart, I don't want any misunderstanding.
How profound! :))
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Thursday, April 13, 2006
Monday, April 03, 2006
Talking about interviews and TV, watch Rendezvous with Simmi Girebal on MTV. Its a spoof on Simmi garewal's painfully boring and weepy show and it runs at the same time as the original. Alternate between the 2 channels and you'll die in a fit of laughter, Cyrus Sahukar as Simmi is incredible! While switching channels (No I don't normally watch her show. But I watch Oprah, you have a problem?) I happened to catch Hritik Roshan's interview with his wife Suzzanne. They are like the cutest celebrity couple. I also realized I am a lot like Hrithik. Now, now, don't get any ideas, I mean as a person I am a lot like he is and Suzzanne is so perfect for him. May be I need a husband like her. I said don't get any ideas. If she were a guy she'd be a CB 10 on my scale.
So there you go, two examples of perfect CBs. I know you cant care any lesser which is why I'll not tell you what CB stands for :p
Friday, March 31, 2006
This was really good I hope you enjoyed it. How is life in the desert? Things are going well out here. I am loving life at Tres's house and we are having a party this friday. I'm glad that war is being averted and my boys are all still safe.
I omitted 2 lines from the note because this is a family blog. It has something to do with 'nights with Allie'
I am no good at deciphering the cryptic clues but I'll say Benny, your handwriting sucks. But you can spell. If you liked this book then you read crap, like I sometimes do when I am done reading classics. And if Andy is going to like it then he isnt much of a reader as well. But the one thing I'd really want to know is, what war are you talking about?? And hey I hope the boys are doing well.
The book is James Patterson's Along came a spider. In my defence I havent read it and I have now hidden the book from my dad who has taken a new interest in reading.
The chances of Benny ever writing back to me are as slim as my mom finding me an Ethiopian llama farmer but at least I cant blame myself now for not trying, like they say "How will you ever win the lottery if you never buy a ticket". I will now wait for strange coincidences to occur.
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Sunday, March 19, 2006
But when bestest friend, major Punjabi influence in my life, depression-partner, ex-flatmate H came home last week, mom used the opportunity to team up with her and give me a 2 hour lecture on why I should get married. Sitting through it was nothing less than torture for me, though H seemed to enjoy the whole process. The gist of the lecture is something like this, apparently I have run out of time to find my partner, parents always want the best for their kids and they think the right time has arrived for me to marry and all they want from me now are inputs. Inputs as to what I want in a husband so that they can start 'shortlisting'. H at this point added "Aunty she wants to marry a CB". Before mom could realize what she had said, I shushed her. CB was a fictitious character I and another friend created one semi drunken night, who had all qualities we desired in a husband. Any guy we met was then judged on CB scale. We never met a CB 10 which probably explains why both of us are single. I am not even sure I want to marry a CB (or a Mr.Darcy) now. Anyway those are not the inputs my mom is looking for, she needs specifics. Profession, location and the kind. As much as I hate it, the good daughter that I am I will give her what she wants. Heres my list:
Profession: Llama farmer
Location : Ethiopia
Smoking/drinking :don't care
Annual Income :don't care
Family Background :don't care how many brothers or sisters he has, don't care if he stays with parents, brothers and sisters as long as the llamas stay out.
Guess what? There are no llama farmers in Ethiopia. Hehehe. Good luck mom!
Monday, March 13, 2006
Monday, March 06, 2006
Calvin: Ha! I've got a great word and it's on a "Double word score" box!
Hobbes: "ZQFMGB" isn't a word! It doesn't even have a vowel!
Calvin: "It is so a word! It's a worm found in New Guinea! Everyone knows that!
Hobbes: I'm looking it up.
Calvin: You do, and I'll look up that 12-letter word you played with all the Xs and Js!
Hobbes: What's your score for ZQFMGB?
PS:The date on that camera was not set...we really played on a sunday afternoon!
Thursday, March 02, 2006
The song I am talking about is called "One two cha cha cha" and the alien is none other than Jadoo, the friendly neighborhood alien from that ET inspired Hritik movie. He dances better than Asha if you ask me.
If you haven't seen the video, bless your stars!
Tuesday, February 21, 2006
I hate jigsaw puzzles.
Monday, February 20, 2006
That is a scary sounding word. Just like executed or strangulated. That is how I will probably feel when its 'my turn'. Luckily it wasn't my turn but a very close friend of mine got engaged recently. She will be the first in our group to get married. But that was expected considering the fact that she said she would be getting married 3 years ago. Things don't go as planned is what I say. So stop planning is also what I say.
It was like any other engagement party. My friend looked pretty. He looked dazed, smitten by her. They looked nice next to each other both nervous and excited at the same time. They exchanged rings. We clapped. People wondered why we clapped. Everyone blessed them. It was perfect. We then threatened that we would tell him about a particular someone in her life. (Particular someone wasn't invited. He will be invited to the wedding though. That's what my friend says. Let me see.)
She is both my School mate and College mate so it was like a double reunion party for me. Almost everybody thinks I have lost weight which should be a good thing but very few people meant it as a compliment. The secret, Girls, is very simple, I lived away from home and I cooked for myself. But most of the conversation revolved around whose turn it was next and why everyone's marriage was getting 'delayed'. We finally concluded that our batch was cursed. I am however very thankful to the devils or whoever it is that has cursing rights. (You might want to ease the curse a little bit though, some people are waiting to get married)
As is the norm I had to goof up. But it wasnt anything major. When I introduced a School friend S to a college friend J, I said "You two probably met at my house warming ceremony". To which J said "Err Shradha, you never invited me to your house warming ceremony". Though S found it very amusing I was turning red. Sorry J, I really cant remember why I didn't invite you. Also, the friend with whom I had fought, turned up. We acted like nothing had happened and started gossiping like we have always been doing. I like it when we don't have to confront the issue. That is how fights should be resolved. Whoever said 'talking' is the right thing to do, did not try 'ignoring'.
Though the bride was the center of attention I felt kind of special myself. Her dad introduced me to all the relatives of the groom as the bride's 'best friend'. Nobody else had that privilege. My friend, the one who got engaged (engagee??) later mentioned that her dad doesn't know who her best friends are. I ask you dear, why did you then come to me when you needed some of my (useless) advice on guys? Why did you come to me that day when you were in tears? Why did you call me every time our favorite couple were eliminated out of 'Nach Baliye'? Why did you come to me when you needed someone to snoop on your now fiance? Why did you tell me every detail of the conversation you had with him? (I know you didnt tell me every detail but then who does?).Why did you ask me if you were taking the right decision? I think I at least qualify as a good friend. I am very very happy for you. I know in spite of your fears you made the right choice. I wish you both the very best in life. I wish I could be as happy as you are right now.
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Don't close the window...write....write something...
I was at the Bryan Adams concert last week. In spite of the fact that this was the second time I was seeing him and in spite of me growing out of Bryan Adams kind of music, I had an awesome time. A big high at the concert was spotting cricketer Balaji! I was the first one to see him but I didn't trust my ancient contact lenses so when I mumbled "I think I saw Balaji" the gang I was with was quick to come up with "Yeah right, I think I saw Dravid". About ten minutes later he came right in front of me so this time I say "This is the guy I thought was Balaji", it took a while for all of us to realize that it was in fact him. He smiled and waved back at us. Such a sweet heart! If you have been reading my blog you will know that I nurse these short lived crushes on cricketers. I had one on Balaji too. When I was in college I made a collage of all my favorite people, sportsmen, actors and stuck it on my wall. It had a cut out of a very jubilant Indian cricket team. Next to Balaji are these little hearts that I drew. (I know its a very '16 year old' thing to do and I was much older than 16 when I did that, I am not very proud of it now.) He had an injury and was dropped out of the team, I soon forgot about him. Murali Karthik and Pathan also have hearts next to them. I stopped liking Murali after I realized he was married. Married to somebody who looks like an 'Aunty'. Then there are some cricketers who get their hair straightened and I lose interest. Dravid, is the only person whom I still admire, adore and respect.
I wonder why I don't follow cricket these days, I know India won today but I am not celebrating like I normally would have. Lack of good looking players? Probably!
I wish I had a camera phone, I could have taken Balaji's snap. Even otherwise there have been times when I saw something so beautiful that I regretted not having a camera with me. Like yesterday, I saw someone on the road wearing multicoloured pants...beautiful!
When I bought this phone, a Nokia 6610 (by which I mean, when my dad gifted a Nokia 6610) I was the only one who had a phone with colour screen. Now everyone has graduated to camera, mp3 player and bluetooth phones while I am still stuck with this thing. Few days ago when I was trying to clean it, the panel snapped in to two pieces. So I went to this mobile phone shop and asked for a new panel. The shop keeper showed me one in a sealed pack with Nokia logo and all. I asked him if that was original, he said it wasn't. I asked him if he had an original one. He said yes and took out another one which was in a zip lock bag. A zip lock bag and original!!!!! I still bought it because I felt it was a better quality duplicate. But I don't think it will last long, it is time to buy a new phone.
My original plan was to wait till August and let some one gift me a brand new cell phone for my birthday. But I am sure my phone will have a major breakdown before that, it is better I buy one soon. Most of my friends have Moto Razors or Sony Ericsson K700is. I want something that is better than both the phones(good camera resolution a must) but around the same price range. Any suggestions?
Friday, February 03, 2006
|Your Personality Profile|
You are dependable, popular, and observant.
Deep and thoughtful, you are prone to moodiness.
In fact, your emotions tend to influence everything you do.
You are unique, creative, and expressive.
You don't mind waving your freak flag every once and a while.
And lucky for you, most people find your weird ways charming!
Monday, January 30, 2006
On Republic Day we decided to organize a drawing competition and a quiz contest for the kids. (I came up with both ideas, thank you very much :)) The younger kids were supposed to draw the national flag and the older kids were free to draw anything they wanted. And boy, you should have seen the drawings! Flags were of all shapes, sizes and colours. Its not their fault, we hadn't clarified it was the Indian national flag that they had to draw. But the best painting was the one in which a kid had drawn a neat tricolour flag and standing next to it saluting the flag was none other than Spider-Man!!!!! I admire the ingenuity of the kid! I'd really like it if Spider-Man came to see our republic day celebrations. It would be fun wouldn't it? He could be the chief guest and could give an inspiring speech something to the effect of "With great power comes great responsibilities".Hehe!
For the quiz, I had no idea about the aptitude of these kids so I came up with simple questions like 'who is the president of India?'. I had to hide my face in shame when the children in turn asked us questions like which city is called 'Manchester of India'?(I bet you don't know that either, google and find out :p) We had to rack our brains and came up with some difficult questions. It turned out to be very interesting with a nail biting 'tie-breaker' in the end. This was followed by lots of masti, games and dance. It was the best republic day ever. The warden of the home, when we were about to leave told us that the kids hadn't had so much fun in a long time and thanked us profusely. I hadn't had so much fun in a long time! I am going to do this more often, spend more time with the kids, I don't know if I have anything to give them but there is so much to learn from them. :)
I also watched Rang de Basanti day on the same day. One word, Brilliant. I have only one qualm about the movie (it has to do with the ending) but I wont talk about it here. I'd say its a must watch. Look out for some super performances by Atul Kulkarni, Siddharth and Kunal. Aamir for a change, hasn't stolen the show. Music is awesome. Masti ki paatshaala......
Before I end this post I'd like to add that I take back everything I said in the last post. My cable wallah took off Zee Cafe. (We get Zee TV, Zee News, Zee Cinema, Zee Studio and Zee Telugu??? but no Zee cafe!) So no OC, no Friends. I hate him. He is my mortal enemy.
I am an addict after all.
Tuesday, January 24, 2006
Thats the title track of 'The OC'. Yeah I watch America's number one teen soap. I have watched few episodes now and as far as I can tell, the show doesn't have any plot or substance, it only has pretty people in pretty places who pretty much seem to party all the time. Then why do I watch it? Maybe its a phase. Or as Arun puts it, I think I am going through Quarter life crisis. I also watch it for Seth. That adorable witty nerd. (I don't have a crush on him, he is 16!!!!I maybe going through a crisis but I am not sick!)
I tried to write about the show now and I realized how cliched the story and most characters are. Its almost as if Yash Chopra, Ekta Kapoor and MTV got together to make the show.Maybe thats why I like it :) Actually its not a phase, I can watch any crap anytime as long as it comes with good packaging. :)
Heres what else I am watching these days
1)Friends- Season 10.
3)Becker (Frasier will replace becker I guess. Why cant we have both shows?)
4)Everybody loves Raymond
5)MTV and VH1.
No, I don't watch History Channel. But I watch Discovery travel and Living. Sometimes.
I used to be a TV addict. I am glad I am not one anymore. The one year I stayed away from home I learnt I could survive without the TV. I learnt how to ignore the TV when there is a TV in the room. I learnt that you don't get supreme power and authority by holding the remote control. I learnt that the cable guy is not an enemy. I learnt TV watching can be a group activity. I learnt the art of balancing 'Living a life' and 'Watching TV'.
Now let me go get hold of that remote before somebody else does.
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
I want to travel all over India.
I want to be loved more than I want to love.
I want to be able to speak my mind.
I want God to tell me that He/She really exists.
I want to be able to laugh when I want to, cry when I want to, I want to feel.
When I am 60, I want my grand kids to think I am the coolest grandma ever.
I don't want life to come to a stand still like it sometimes seems to.
I want to attend a big concert, scream, shout, sing, feel young again.
I want two Labrador pups, one black, one white.
I want my dog to not be jealous of the two pups.
I want to excel at what I do.
I don't want to do what I am doing right now for the rest of my life.
I want to be with someone with whom I can talk for hours, with whom silence doesn't seem awkward.
I want my phone to ring more often.
I don't want to have any regrets.
I want to stay selfish.
I want to go scuba diving.
I want to see a shooting star.
I want to dance in the rain.
I want to dream again.
I want to never stop learning.
I want people who I care for to know that I love them.
I want people to laugh when I tell a joke.
I don't want to lose hope.
I don't want to feel silly when I cry watching a sad movie.
I don't care if people don't understand me, I don't want them to misunderstand me.
I don't want to feel guilty about my materialistic needs.
I don't want to be satisfied, I want more.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
- I tried colouring my hair this Sunday. The kit said it will result in subtle highlights. My hair now has brown/red/golden/blonde patches. It is not subtle. Even somebody with colour blindness can make out the difference. I figured out a way to hide it and look normal but I have to keep doing that for the next 60 days. Thats depressing.
- Visited a friend and her one month old baby. She told me stories about her evil in laws and the mental torture she had to go through. She is younger than me, she shouldn't have to go through all that at this age. Surprisingly she is handling it all very well!
- My uncles family who have stayed close by for the last 5 years are moving to another area, far far away. I hope my two cousins remember me. Actually, now I just hope they recognise me.
- I still haven't patched up with that friend who I fought with. (The one I mentioned in the last post)
- Work or the lack of it.
- Tanhayee -Dil Chahta hai
- Rabba- Musafir
- Tadap Tadap-Hum Dil De chuke Sanam
But not everything is going bad. There is some good news too. A good (and talented) friend has finally taken my advice and will be putting down his insane ideas, creative outbursts, manic thoughts in his blog. Please welcome Guns, who is trying a second (or third???) attempt at blogging. The guy has an opinion on almost everything on earth and knows how to put it in words. Please visit his blog. But don't stop visiting mine.
And oh if you can find him a girlfriend that would be perfect.
There Guns, I did it. Now, when is my treat?
Friday, January 06, 2006
Radio City had a special program dedicated to him from 12 AM to 3 AM. I stayed up till 2 after which I decided listening to his songs on my iPod would be better since there would be no buffoons passing off as RJs interrupting in between. Their conversation was something like this
RJ 1 : It is so dark outside.
RJ 2 : And if we switch off the lights in the studio?
RJ 1: It will be dark inside too.
RJ 1 & RJ 2 : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHA!
Me : ????????
But they did play all my favorites, some Tamil songs and some others that I hadn't heard in a long time. It is amazing how every song reminded me of some person or some event. My mind started wandering so much that I had to put down the engrossing and page turner of a book, Dave Barry does Japan.
When they played Snegidane Snegidane, thoughts immediately went out to a friend with whom I had a fight recently. The person who helped me learn the song and explained the meaning to each and every word. The only Tamil song I know the words to. The argument seems silly now. But I have every right to be angry.
One of my colleagues danced to Chinamma Chilkamma at some event in office a year back. Funny guy, his performance was equally funny. I have lost touch with him now. But I keep hearing things about him like the fact that he is dating A, of all people. I don't know what he sees in her.
Jungle main koel bole from Taal was first introduced to me by my cousin who was then about 3 years old. I thought it was some nursery rhyme he had learnt at school. He is 9 now. He has lost his milk teeth and some of his innocence.
Aye udi udi....Vivek Oberoi, I loved his smile. Then Aishwarya happened, press conference happened. Like most of my crushes this one saw a premature death too. This song reminds of that friend again. We saw this movie together just before the semester exams. Maybe its my fault. Maybe I should apologize. But I don't want to be taken for granted.
Yeh jo des hai tera. My roommates made last minute plans to watch Swades, booked tickets for the night show and ditched me because I had to attend a dinner party with my team mates. I was furious but got to watch it the very next morning with some other people. The funny thing is, since it was night show when they watched it, the theatre owner decided to chop off the ending of the movie including this song! I was delighted that I got to see the whole movie while they didn't, they never made plans without me again.
Fanaa. I love this song. Absolutely love it. I now dedicate this song to all those who are reading this. (This is the part where you look for Fanaa mp3 and play it on your system)
Happy Birthday AR. Continue to enthrall people with your music. Thank you for everything.
Wednesday, January 04, 2006
But I still hope he is shirtless in the Ad. Preferably in the shower. (Not Bath Tub)