My Anecdotal Archives

(Un)Happy Feet

2008-12-16T10:20:00.004Z

One of the several ways in which I am weird is that I have abnormally tiny hands and feet. Yes, those of you who know me in person would at this point be itching to remind me that I'm generally tiny all over, but let's just focus on my extremities for the sake of this post, shall we? Thank you.So I was saying, I have tiny hands and feet. Now my hands generally do not need to be clad in anything,

Of photos and tribulations

2008-09-01T16:17:00.010+01:00

My earliest ‘passport-sized’ picture was around age 4, when my parents and new teachers needed to ensure that if someone found a very podgy toddler roaming around on the streets, they knew where to return it to. I have very vague memories of the experience, but the one thing I remember distinctly is that it was a most unpleasant one – for everyone concerned. I remember things like squirming a lot

Notes from a forest - 3 (and more pictures)

2008-08-26T14:06:00.017+01:00

We woke up to a wet, dewey forest on Day 3. It had rained overnight and everything was glistening with dew. The forest had just turned a deeper shade of green. Hoping for a brighter day, we set out on the bikes again, but having strained our muscles and bones with all the uphill bike riding (dragging) the day before, we were running a bit low on stamina, albeit not on enthusiasm. So we decided to

Notes from a forest - 2

2008-08-23T22:51:00.007+01:00

My confidence with cycling grew every minute today. Explored the forest on our bikes all morning, up and down hilly paths, the 'down' of which was great fun, but the 'up' made us utter swear words that came despite the sheer lack of breath in our lungs. Poor unfit city sods. Yes, that's us. By the middle of the day, every muscle in my body was aching and I collapsed into the most fulfilling

Notes from a forest - 1

2008-08-23T09:09:00.006+01:00

Am in this cottagey studio apartment in the middle of a sprawling forest reserve some 100 miles NW of London. We're surrounded on all sides by tall, really tall fir and pine trees on rolling hills littered with ponds and lakes. Have so far encountered noisy ducks, unafraid quails, jumping fish, flighty furry rabbits and a large grey squirrel with a big bushy tail that's scurrying round our little

London

2008-08-13T13:50:00.009+01:00

It's one of those typically mixed weather days that you only find in London - when you don't know what you'll see when you look outside the window 4 minutes from now. It started being a sunny day, then became dark, then it poured, then it suddenly became bright and sunny again, then it poured some more...you get the drift. And it's only 2PM yet.And it's also crazily windy out there, something one

In case you wanted to know...

2008-08-13T13:48:00.002+01:00

Fact 1. I have faaar too many distractions in my life.Fact 2. And I actively hunt for more.

Because it never happens to us...or does it?

2008-07-28T12:46:00.005+01:00

On Friday afternoon, as I browsed BBC along with my lunch sandwich in my cushy office in London, I read about the blasts in Bangalore. Immediately tried to log on to the NDTV website – hoping for more information - as I forgot my lunch for a few minutes, mind racing back to the scores of people - relatives, friends, acquaintances - I know in Bangalore. The NDTV site was down. Logged into the

I'm back for good.

2008-07-26T10:31:00.003+01:00

Nine months away from the blog. One wedding. Beautiful to some, disappointing to some, bloody exasperating for the bride and groom. One new job in a new country. Some disappointment, a few challenges, some success and life goes on. A bit of travel. Not enough travel. (Never enough travel).One new house. Lots of home shopping. A bunch of parties. Family visits. New house not so big. Not so nice

me, myself...and my wife

2007-09-20T16:08:00.001+01:00

Orkut tells me:Today's fortune: You and your wife will be happy in your life together.Ohkiiie, I'll tell my wife that.Tee hee.Don't give me that look - I love randomness.

Food, festivals and more food

2007-09-10T09:41:00.001+01:00

Since I put up the last post with much fanfare, I have been too busy trying to keep my appetite in check to blog. You see, I have been sporadically, moderately ill for the last month and a half, and once the required minimum threshold of 45 days (before I finally drag myself to see the doctor) was crossed, I did. (Excuses and Explanations: I was busy dealing with a madly hectic trip to India

Hello world!

2007-09-06T15:17:00.002+01:00

I'm back!New and improved (nimbu ke saath!). All done with my ridiculous self-imposed tryst with farcical academics, all fresh and shiny with glee, all mentally banged-up with stress resulting from a crazy crazy life.I'm moving onto new things in life very soon and so shall my blog. Some of my old posts have been deleted (yet again) and if you care to check back regularly, you'll find this blog

They don't call me...

2007-07-01T21:16:00.001+01:00

... a kitty magnet for nothing!Say hello to that fat ginger thing with the cute Shrek face - she's Goldy :)

Sucker!

2007-05-23T12:17:00.001+01:00

The latest ginger kitty that I talked about in this post is called Goldy :). I recently bought some cat food for her because she often seemed hungry when she visited me, and sure enough, she would always polish off whatever I gave her, and always ask for more! I had begun to wonder if her owners feed her at all...she seems perpetually hungry, even though she is fat. Thanks to the cat food, she

2007-05-10T21:53:00.001+01:00

I have always had a special relationship with cats. The first one came into my life at the age of about 3. As far as my memory serves me - I was walking down the Karol Bagh market with my mother when we came across this black and white 'big' (I was 3 and less than 3 feet high!) cat who meowed at us and rubbed against my mother's saree. Ma picked her up and we got her home in a rickshaw. I

Delirious Delight

2007-03-27T12:31:00.001+01:00

...occurred when I discovered this poem by the great Ogden Nash today - to me, the greatest poet who ever lived on this earth. What delighted me doubly and triply was that it is a poem about one of my favourite authors and one of my favourite fictional characters. :)PG Wodehouse and Ogden Nash fans, here's to make your day:PG Wooster, Just as he Useter