Wednesday, March 28, 2007


Sometimes I go mad, or rather sometimes I get my sanity back. Like now when I am incessantly writing. This is the third post I started. A couple of days I had this question about : ) and about naming movies.

: )
How would you respond if anyone on your IM chat’s friends list pinged you a : ) ?
People I am great with I just kept pinging them : )’s and Rahul thought I really lost it this time around; Bj thought I became a lot more girly than he ever knew me to be and was preparing for some serious emotional chat. Aj smiled back a couple of times and then changed to :P,:D and finally contemplated suicide. Some others just said hi, then after a few more : )’s said I was in one of those days of insanity. Then the others I was not so great with, I wrote the entire question down so they don’t block me. They replied they would smile back or just think about it and say hi and if persistent ignore. Well general conclusion was Smile… It confuses people!!! (some people flicked my status message btw)

Then the next question - if you were to make a movie what would you name it? Mostly asked at work.
Rahsuna: Carrot Halwa
Azaliahs: kinley
Grluap: whatever
Htanuhgar: the last mundu
Kilam: me
Itok: Movie
Adithya: Jai Jaipal!
Rahul:Itni darlins', but no GirlFriends ;o)

The more fun when you think of it like this… “In theatres now

Best answer was Kanji’s “Phatta poster nikla chutiya”

Yet another one...

Something about my friends, insight for you to understand what I really think about you, if you are featured I know a li’l /lot about you, If not, consider yourself lucky.

In random order,

Bablu: My best friend from college, God fit my EQ also into his mind. Therefore he is
twice as sensitive as I am

Dhuti: My bestest friend in the whole wide world!!! She is too good for any guy I can imagine. Hmmm… let her get back from her cruise will seriously write her a pigeon post.

Sabs: My cricketer, bodybuilder, most good looking, friend (also a mallu). Claims made by Bj are not true ­- we are not siblings. He speaks one word yet conveys a lot. He is not a Neanderthal; I went to school with him from start to finish. He is my lucky charm for a very long time.

Dhi: The cutie with the dimple. And he really is not perverted. Speaks from his heart, although a business man.

Bj: Ummm… mad MBA, gross, perverted don’t know why I still know him after 20 years.

Sujatha: My darling bad girl!!! red wine plan still on! I don’t want to write more about her, it wouldn’t look too good.

Pappu: Know him for 20+ yrs now. He is probably the one person capable of ruining the romance in my life. (OK… the romance in my dreams!) But I can rest in peace until he gets to use a computer. Jaadu hai nasha hai – best thing ever been narrated to me by some one.

Vicky: He is getting married! I have to go witness a child marriage, at least he has been educated enough for it, done his engineering with us after all!

Gadhia: He knows too much about me, if I were Don, he should be afraid… he should be very afraid.

Chotu: He does business in diamonds. Now you know why I am friends with him, although I don’t know why he claims I am the only girl he is friends with. (Claims!?!?!)

Puttur: My Puttur always! It is sad that we can’t have those much enjoyed ‘ who wakes up late’ contests anymore… retired life still seems to show some hope!

Upma: Piche – also now a married aunty. Don’t think her hubby (Guruji) will appreciate her doing the things that we did in college. Keep your eyes closed when you step out of home.

Aunty: Delicate darling! Married, working that’s becomes her life now. She was fun before. Now we can’t pull a prank on her, don’t know if her hubby will take our side or hers.

Rahul: I didn’t know he existed in college, until he told me so in IMS. He is nice company when you want to have a ‘insanely though provoking yet getting no where’ conversations.

MK: The stud! No comments! I still think he has the best laugh I have ever heard. Don’t change it for any reason.

Champa: One of my sweethearts, has survived my temper and yet is my friend. Hmmm.. nice guy to hang out with.

And now that you have read through, you think I would have actually written what I really have in mind about you all!!!

One more from last nite

So…!!! I just wanted to use the very essence of sentence formation that is followed by most of my team members – starting a sentence with ‘So..’!

I moved to a new place on Saturday, and the past four days have been filled with fun, work, and gossip! It is Tuesday nite and I am sitting on my bed under the window/by the window or whatever the usage is. I will write about my roomies sometime later. But for now, there is this ‘Nice Guy’ staying opposite to our apartment who has been playing this one song and it kind of got stuck to my head. Yeah, you know I am going to write about it. Well I don’t blame the nice guy because the lady who sang the song is a Beautiful Lady, sung a Beautiful Song, with Beautiful Moves. Or more exotically wording it, XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX. And no I am not giving away the link to the video, it is not Shakira and most of you are too mature and experienced for the video( although some requests may be entertained. Seek And You Shall Find). Oh, and she did sing well, why else will the song be stuck to my head.

After the song faded, subdued by the whirr of air coolers, my roomie and I start chatting. Chatting… Chatting… Chatting… clock strikes 2 AM. Phew! She has a lot of patience to have heard me all the while without explaining. Or may be if I do this one more time I will have to start house hunting again, I will just have to take the risk : ) I spoke about all my friends, Vicky, Bablu, Dhi, Gadhia, Chotu, Upma, Adarshba, Aunty, Champa, MK, Puttur, Suji darling (you know Sujatha!)… I even spoke of Singhi and Dhave, you can imagine the vast expanse I covered. Now my roomie knows that I am a huge pervert, I can’t help pass comments on incidents that I think should not go un-commented, and that I can go on and on and on… Talking about all these people makes me miss them a lot. Haven’t stayed this long without meeting them. Sigh…!!! Oh, And no matter how many times the incident happens I never learn to not ask Bj if he has min to answer a question… he invariably pings back “ Yes, I will marry you.” Help!!!!!!!!!!!

Written a long time back....completed last nite

I am depressed! Come to think of it, I have more than enough reasons to be a happy person, but even more reasons to be depressed.
I wish to die in peace. I lie with in the four glass walls of society, painting a picture of happiness on the outside, pondering upon the myth if existence in a flickering candle’s light. [On reading this again later, I wonder how can anyone possibly paint the outside wall staying inside?]

I wonder why I even wrote all this in the first place. May be I was trying to put the confusion in my head in words, but it paints a sad picture. It is like this, 75% of my brain is vulnerable, 25% is fixed with basic stuff like what I learnt, my contacts and other basic ‘can’t forget’ information. Of the 75%, 70% is confused and 5% is of thoughts that wander. Sometimes the 5% takes over or the 70% is also utilised by the 5%. (Think memory allocation!) So…, the 70% that is confused because of reasons to be happy and reasons to be sad. And I am a person who does not need a particular reason for either. By the way, I have observed that, my sleepy face and my sad face look the same (well, I do have just one face!). Now everyone else is confused. This is my problem I figured. I either convince or confuse and I am reasonably good at both I have been told.

On another thought, someone I know said that my perception of male-female friendship is bad. I seem to be narrow-minded and therefore misunderstand this aspect. I need a revamp or go through an overhaul. This is the second time I have been said this and by the same person. Some thing is majorly wrong. I have mostly guy friends, and have been in male company for a great part of my life, do I not understand when people are friends? Do I need to look beyond myself and go through a course on how not to use your common understanding? I need help on this one and humbly request you to leave a comment/scrap/ping me on what you think about this issue. Would be greatly appreciated.

On yet another note, a bad girl on her way to matrimony asked me when I was planning to take the bait. As sweet as she is, she even offered to speak to my mom! Me being me, wouldn’t bother waste my time on the likes of a commitment. I shall continue dreaming about the perfect romance, but in real nothing is perfect! Zareen one day while chatting said about marriage, “ the lucky folks found someone with whom they wanna grow old with, who can understand each other… who make a beautiful ‘us’ ”.Then she said something that Rahul Bhansali has said before. People get into predictive mode at times and I am more than happy to hear good things! Although the chance of ther predictions coming true is zero or even sub zero. Anyways, why do people talk about marriage at all the wrong times. When I am least bothered, mom brings it up, and when I am interested she is not : ) (Seriously!!!). Or people bring up the topic just after you come out of the theatre after watching 300! Guess no one has heard about the concept of relativity. Am sure John Abraham and Upen Patel will be ashamed and Salman will just put in more effort!!! 300 Men showing their chiselled (no clue if it is digital or hard work) bodies, portraying 300 Spartan warriors. Could I ask for more? OK, I know I sound a tad too desperate, but they really look damn good. I never liked history and always wanted to go way back in time so I don’t need to study the subject. And if they were as they are portrayed I really don’t mind being guinea pig to a time machine experiment- I volunteer!!!

PS Koti and Vivek, thanks for the concern.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007


Tagged by Teal! Answers to most of your question… Ask and you shall get the answer... most of the time at least.

1. One thing you are very much afraid of?
My temper

2. Two incidents you can never forget in your life?
Lots of incidents qualify, picking the best two would be everytime my heart skips a beat ;) for reasons unknown to anyone else

3.Three books you would love reading again and again?
Depends on my mood!
4. Four women who are most beautiful?
4. Katrina Kaif
3. Lisa Ray
2. Julia Roberts
1. Angelina Jolie
No, has got be me seriously!

5.Five of you favorite food items?
1. Fish Fry
2. Any thing with JackFruit
3. Butter Chicken
4. Bread, butter, and jam
5. Chocolate

6.Six words you use very often oral/written?
1. Generally
2.Yeah Right!
3. Whatever!
4. lol!
5. : )

7.Seven things you like about yourself?
My sense of humour,
My attitude
My eyes
My anti philanthropist tendencies
My loyalty and love for family and friends
My versatility
Actually I like everything about me!

8. Eight film personalities who are your all time favorites?
Mohanlal, Anupam kher, PareshRawal, Rahul Bose, Jim Carrey, Robin williams, Renee Zellwegger, Julia Roberts

9.Nine movies you wont mind watching again and again?
Manichitratazhu, Mannar mathai speaking, Any flick with mohanlal!, happy feet, Parineeta, 300, jurassic park, home alone, schindlers list.

10.Ten songs you would like to listen to everyday?
When we dance, walking on the moon, message in a bottle (sting and the police),All would Envy(Chris Botti), New York nagaram (SOK), Is this love(Bob Marley), Pink Floyd!

Hopefully tagged victims will follow the trend.

Ajay Shankar
Lord RainRider
Rahul Bhansali

Saturday, March 17, 2007

good times....

ok.. Sujatha finally read "good times" and called up to say she loved it (...and she loves me even more..i figure form her speech I told u she does!) Anyways, just one correction it was red wine and not white! I am seriously gettin forgetful, or I must have had one hell of a high to have forgotten this. Oh, and it stil is our drink.. no one else is allowed to join us she says! ;) Sigh... guess its time for some blessing from lord krishna!!! (please dont mind, we are bad girls!)

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

War of the Worlds!

A very touchy topic indeed. Not something like the two worlds that I wrote about earlier. This is about the gender war. The world of the man and the world of the woman! OK… So some of you, (my gang, the gang!) would actually question my thoughts or the validity of thoughts from the female (emotional) perspective. Never have I been treated like a girl by them for them to believe that I actually think like a woman! [like!?!?!]

It is not really a debate but more of a comparison of both the worlds. I may be wrong, but who cares, it’s just some of my observations and inferences.

1> It is being widely accepted that men do gossip, and sometimes it is much more interesting than ladies gossip.
2> Women can categorise well. And if I am a specimen for a research, it can be proved that oestrogen has nothing to do with this. I guess being with girls is what the contributing factor is. Everything falls in categories. Set theory also applies [wonder why women hate math anyway!]. Men on the other hand have well defined categories. E.g. Socks, is just socks! Not ankle socks, finger socks, or stockings... Ok I admit defeat! I would rather label all of it socks myself, but definitely co-ordinate them when I wear them.
3> Men are colour blind! They have the basic 7 colours of the rainbow in mind. Women can even plot a Karnaugh map. (I still have to define mauve in the map!).
4> Women shop longer and in larger quantities. Reasons for this is when you have too many choices you definitely get muddled decisions. Besides the look, colour, pattern, texture and make etc… imagine how many permutations and combinations this gives. And men are not all that quick either. Well they do have limited choices and all that, but with limited resources if they take so long, sigh! Well basically everyone gets confused shopping! :) Another reason is that men have costlier shopping. While a woman can fix an entire ensemble in 1000rupees and man can probably get a decent shirt and tie! Even Tantra and barking dog t-shirts are difficult to choose form!
5> Humour. Most of the jokes, the ones with the entire pun (*big grin*), 90% of the women don’t understand. The rest of the lot are mostly perverts, like yours truly, and they get almost all kinds of jokes. I can’t help but mention that I had a good laugh when I saw the commercial of the girl digging into her back pack at the waiting lounge ;) Basically most of us just need a reason to laugh! And oh yes, the male junta does have a huge collection of good and bad jokes!
6> Women have some worldly pleasures (sometimes painful) that we have to indulge/sit thru for not being labelled uncouth by other women. While men may come across (they really do at times) as disgustingly dirty sometimes, they love to pamper themselves. These days our cine stars and the who’s who of pg3 are setting a trend – the qualities of the metro male! [It would be an interesting argument – if they can get away with doing girly things, so should we when we don’t do things the girly way]
7> Men do watch sitcoms and soaps. So it’s not just cricket or football but what we call ‘serials’ too. And oh yes, it happens in private. If another homosapien enters the room, then it is channel swapping. Women can be broadly classified as [read ‘broadly classified’ with special effects, I am after all female] ones with functional brains and bimbos. Simple fool proof test, specimens from the first group read the newspaper back to back and the ones from the latter define the newspaper as Hyderabad times or the metro plus. And I have not really come across more than two women who read the business world or the economist or the competition success.
8> Having fun: This has been such a difficult area for me. Not describing what the gang did for fun. Gals on the other hand, do window shopping, bird watching (which don’t mind at all), chill out over coffee and catch all the gossip (guys do this too) or just go to the spa/saloon with the entire gal gang. While with the gals at the movies, you don’t comment, or whistle and remember to sob, when anyone on screen sobs. Some guys also expect the same.
9> Men and women think completely different. If I explain it, most of the guys will come down to hyd to deal with me and moreover our society is not too very open minded, neither am I very verbose so most of it would be outright obscenity. But it takes just the right line of thought for both the worlds to please each other.
10> Well, the emotional quotient closely associated with this is also pretty complex. Well, those who fall in love can be ‘classified’ as dumb and dumber. The ones who don’t do not qualify. This applies to both the sexes. Dumb that they fall in love, no matter how much they realise it is a lot of time and money invested. Dumber are those people, who I personally know a few, still believe in the love letters soaked in blood or feel there is no life without the one you think you are in love with. There obviously can’t be a dumbest as this whole theory is baseless if not for the concept of relativity. One class determines the dumbness of the other or non-dumbness. Given that, the comparison between men and women is less relative. Both of them fall in love (saxophones playing in the background ala main hoon na style). Then the man still stays in this stage, no matter what the stage of the relationship is. The woman gets over the song and dream phase and gets more practical. 6 months after graduation from the first phase, man still stays ‘possessed’ (no matter what sun sign they are, they are romantic, blindly and foolishly in matter of the heart).the woman sees no scope for improvement and realises that she needs a ‘man’ and not ‘a love struck pet pup’, thus ends up dumping the relationship. And then goes ahead and gossips about her ex to her gal friends. While Mr. Ex goes around advocating that girls are heartless and very opportunistic. This scenario can happen even the other way around. Oh, and given the modern times, I wish I could write about the other side of the world, but I have no insight into it.

All of a sudden, due to the over exposure of homosapiens of the same gender, I seem to be loosing some of my super powers! Using categories and classifications and cleaning up a li’l, my cupboard is still a mess though! And I am as much of a pervert as I was before : ) I haven’t as yet started blackmailing people emotionally. Three months before 95% of my friends were male, now it has reversed. I hope I am alert enough to send am SOS to my space ship before it gets too late and I don’t get to enjoy the benefits of both the worlds.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

good times....

Sitting in a cab going home from a long day at work [note: long day at work, not “working my arse off” at work] with two fellow Googlers who are probably thinking why this mad woman is writing and what is she writing about! Four years of writing assignments and records in a fast moving college bus has given me enough practice to write in an office cab stuck in traffic, moving at the rate of 5kmph, makes me realise that Hyderabad is not that bad a city after all. Look at anything, lets say 30 feet above the ground level and 30 feet far from you [you are stationary for a min of 3 minutes given the traffic], what you see is something that is right out of a film set. Bright lights, a very light hazy fog, due to the pollution - a very dreamy setting. Look right in front of you – a scene from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire – the maze, Desperate souls trying to get to the other side of the road, making their way through the maze of Beelzebub automobiles of all sizes and shapes. It can also be a scene being shot for Jurassic Park [the magic of animation!]. You never know what is lurking in the behind and when something can spring up and take you for a ride.

During our final and pre-final years in college, when Sujatha was preparing for GRE and me for CAT, we used to improve our math by playing around with numbers from the number plates of vehicles. Oh, btw it is 1kmph now! So the number plates – it really improves your math – try it sometimes, and no, we were not completely jobless as you think. Here in Hyderabad, you really cant do that kind of thing, mostly because you cant see the number plates; the vehicles are too close or too far according to normal (not my!) visibility standards. Oh... and all this I wrote while travelling a very short distance, and then later when we covered the last 10 km in 10 mins I really couldn’t do much. Btw, the entire journey of 20 odd km took me an hour!

Now that I have brought Sujatha into the picture I had rather write about her – long due! For all “moments of verdant merriment” that we cherished! I didn’t know her from the first day of college; neither were we the most outgoing personalities in the bus. But some how we got to become good friends. Our friendship grew, or dramatically speaking, [I thought I could get something, but courtesy Paul], from germination to blossoming, during our bus journeys. Well like typical lovebirds [stop thinking fellas] she used to hold a seat for me next to hers in the morning and I did the same in the eve! [I really don’t know why I want to describe the process of reserving seats in this manner! Lol! Sujatha, I know you love me even more for this!!!!] Then our Post grad plans bonded us together, or cemented our relation [she may really be missing me now]. We planned to finish our masters and then go tour the world ogle at cute looking phirungs and drink white wine in New York [ I can sense your thought process now]. To realise our dreams we did our number plate math in the morning and our much ridiculed word card game while getting back home. And the FM enabled cell phone. With one earphone and two of us, you can imagine how things would have been. It was such a great time listening to the green parrot* program [*translate in Tamil]. Scandalising her with my knowledge base of adult jokes and just watching her clueless expression was worth a million dollars and another of my favourite activities. Even better was when she comes back in the eve having told the joke to her friends after understanding! Worth a zillion dollars! Oh and finally she ends up with the reputation of being the copyright owner of these jokes! And we really did our assignments and semester exam preparations in the bus. Those good old days, sigh! But neither of us went on to study further despite a not so bad performance in our exams, guess the perfect dream scores that we dreamed of never happened. But we will definitely realise our plans, no matter how long it takes. Now she plans to go far away from home, my li’l birdie that she always was, the enthusiasm that always makes me happy whenever I meet her (am also happy catching up on all the gossip that she gives me). Sigh, I just congratulate her for whatever reason I think I need to and am happy for her for maybe the same reason too. I have laughed alot as I write about her[ Sujatha, remember when u fell off the seat once in the bus and we laughed a lot!], just thinking about our time together and the ridiculous things that we have done. People around me may be getting ideas. But it is always such great joy thinking about our good times together and you don’t need kingfisher for that! Laughing does give you a high, I realise, my typing has gotten faster, spelling mistakes are more and I am writing gibberish, but its all worth it cos I have just had a lot of fun writing and letting the world know about someone I hold close to my heart. :)

By the time she reads this, and comes to this part I am sure her love for me must have taken off in geometric progression, but I still like arithmetic progression! ;)

I just had to put this one up ;)
Guys Like That You're Fun
You're the type of girl guys brag about knowing
That's because you're cool, funny, and laid back
You're smart enough to know how to be one of the guys
But flirty enough to know how to make them all want you
What Do Guys Like About You?

Your Cell Phone Etiquette is 30% Bad, 70% Good
Your cell phone manners are quite good. Not perfect, but almost. Occasionally, you do annoy people with your cell. But when you realize it, you stop.
How's Your Cell Phone Etiquette?

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