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Smelly and more..

2014-04-08T12:14:00.002+05:30

Life introduces you to a lot of people and at many times tests your skills on people management in different ways.. And given the way life treats me, I happen to gel with some of these unique set of people who stand out as individuals.. One of them is a special person I would really want to dedicate this post to.. (Here on I will refer him to Mr. FR)

If I have to describe FR, he is nothing less then enormous. He is nearly 5 feet 11inches tall, with a belly that can easily host a plate. His favorite thing to do is talk.. he can bore people to hell by repeatedly telling stories of things which are irrelevant to the person he is conversing with. He can start random chats with people, be it on the bus, rail or then a flight. If he generally doesn’t find anyone to talk to, you can see him blabbering to himself. His second obsession is with digging his nose (if that made you feel gross.. wait till I tell you more..). He loves food.. He can actually be a kid when he sees food, jumping around to get his favorite dish.. He is intelligent but very very lazy. I wont be surprised if he allows a fly to sit on his nose, just so he need no raise his hand to blow it away.. yeah I know I am exaggerating a little.. but you got what kind of a being I am talking about, right..

I happened to meet FR in a meeting once and was blown off by his high intellect.. Given that I love people with brains, I was sure to be catching FR soon.. Luckily for me I got to do a small project with him after a lot of struggle.. And this was the start of realization.. He was intelligent but very disorganized.. if that was not enough he was filthy.. he dug his nose and many times offered the same hand to greet people.. He dug his ears right when the meeting is on, with pencils and pens on the desk.. and worse he farted in meeting while presenting stuff.. So if you tried to avoid the site of him digging this nose, ear or then scratching his leg and arm pits.. you couldn’t miss the smell that he left quite often.. Though we felt like telling him many times it was his position and intelligence that kept us all from speaking up..

I dedicated this post to him coz its his birthday today.. Though I would wish him all the success in life, I wish somehow he realizes how uncomfortable he makes people working with him.

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Life is the way we see it..

2014-02-11T15:04:00.000+05:30

Recently my life has been on the go.. have been so caught up with things that i barely realised people existed around me..

Today while i was waiting (the consequence of relying on someone..) to be picked up.. it suddenly struck me that its been ages since i looked around.. enjoyed the cold rainy breeze around me.. time suddenly felt still..

The kids swinging on the tree, vehicles passing by, those water puddles which tempted me to dip my feet in.. the wind carrying the smell of wadapav from a tapri near by.. and the light drizzle that wet my clothes just made me realize life is beautiful and how much have i been missing..

Love struck!!

2013-11-06T13:59:00.000+05:30

I don't pretend to know what love is for everyone, but for me it is getting irritated with everything that the guy does and still wanting to be with him more than any other person..

Love is telling the guy everything in this world, including things that I could be ashamed off and knowing that it would be our little secret for the rest of our lives..

Love is watching a movie cuddled on the sofa, but still getting goose bumps every-time he pecks you on the cheek.

Zzzzzzzz

2012-08-15T11:27:00.000+05:30

Just realized I suffer from this condition(not that I am complaining)

Tsssk!!

2011-02-02T17:23:00.001+05:30

Indian media and journalism always amazed me to the core.. Every time I felt a news clipping to be the most ridiculous one, they outbeat it with a totally new nuisance.. but yes it isn’t just the Indian media, its media in general.. Today while just surfing through channels I was surprised to see all the news channels showcasing a guy who was just out from jail after imprisonment for some scam.. and what was shocking that they actually kept covering him – where he went, what he did, what he ate, how he sat and … all ur imaginative mind could think for nearly the whole day..

Ya I know you must be wondering why on earth was I even seeing it, I actually liked the way they went around with hidden cameras to capture all the nonsense.. think its fools like me who makes sure the media earns on these crappy things

Tea'holic!!

2011-01-12T17:07:00.002+05:30

Its my third cup of tea today.. I'm generally a coffe'holic all times of day but today feels right and nice to have my cup of tea.

There are times when I have these cravings for tea.. like when I am all tucked in a blanket on a cold evening engrossed in reading a book.. or when its drizzling while I sit on the chair in the garden while the breeze brings along little droplets of water to my face..

Today is just another time.. it’s a lazy Saturday morning and its been snowing and I have been for hours by my window seeing the white flakes settle on every corner of the road.. the world looks like a piece of cake and I could eat it..

The little me time

2010-12-16T15:42:00.000+05:30

Just when you think that things can’t get worse than this- you are proved wrong!

Yet another meeting cancelled.. but that’s not whats frustrating.. the fact that I traveled all the way for this meeting and now have 2 whole weeks of just anticipation, that’s what sucks.. What is just perfect is the summer chill and the clear sky.. A stroll on the street with some stops for satisfying my taste buds is what I am looking for now..

That little me time should cheer me up!!

Its love and laughter.. and happiness ever after..

2009-12-20T14:43:00.001+05:30

Marriages always bring in jitters.. be it planning for the wedding, or then thinking about how would life be later.. nothing seems to be pleasing the mind.. but that’s my current state of mind..

The entire family seems to be enjoying the whole process of endless shopping, planning and replanning the schedule of events, throwing in the most vaguest of ideas on the décor and having their minds go creative on the food..

Weddings do bring up the entire spirit of togetherness.. and for me – I am just enjoying seeing everyone hustle around and taking in as much as I can of my last few days at “my home”..

Feeling silly..

2009-11-06T14:24:00.000+05:30

Have you ever planned a special surprise for a loved ones birthday.. tried hard to ensure that everything was set right for that perfect moment and then one small mistake and every plan just failed.. and yet after all the chaos and failures, had the most memorable and perfect day..

Yes, like I always say, that’s its to do with me in specific.. I had this birthday planned for HD.. He stays in Mumbai and so I thought would give him a grand surprise.. The event plan started off by ensuring that I reached there in time for dinner a night prior to his b’day, we would meet over dinner, which I would eventually prolong till 12:00. I had set up the dinner at a restaurant which offers gazal night and had ensured that the guys would wait till 12:00 for a birthday song and a special dedication from my side..

Ofcourse a birthday without embarrassment wouldn’t suit my style, so I ensured to send across a big bouquet of flowers, along with a gift and a really mushy letter to reach HD’s residence early morning. (Note: HD stays with a few friends in an apartment, who had no clue of our relation.. the idea was to give them a reason to pull HD’s legs..).

So far all was set, HD didn’t get any hints from my side and was least expecting anything.. Unfortunately the extra smart me put up an out off message on outlook and left for Mumbai.. And as they say destiny has its way, HD (who never till date sent me mails on my official id) sent a stupid forward.. And there went the first surprise in drain.. I still remember him texting me “that out of office messages generally give away whereabouts of people.. text on reaching Mumbai..” stupid outlook..

Naah it didn’t end there.. HD was late for dinner and the guys singing gazals totally messed up the timing.. so the first person to wish HD was my mom.. :( and if you think this was bad.. the gift didn’t reach him till noon and the only person to collect it at the apartment was HD, who apparently was late as we were leaving for pune and didn’t open the gift until late evening..

Yaah!! Exactly what I feel now since everything is over - “how silly”.. but that one hug from HD saying thanks for making it so special covered up for all the embarrassment.. It couldn’t have ended better.. :D

%^$%$#%@#$%@$!!

2009-09-07T16:15:00.001+05:30

Beep.. beep.. beep.. is what I want to tell everyone who’ve been visiting me since morning and asking the same question over and over again.. I mean I know I generally am late to office (ok ok i admit, always late..) but cant there just be a great day when I feel all energetic to get early to office.. whats the big deal..

So guys I know its strange but yes I did rather appreciate if you acknowledge my early presence rather than get amused over it.. me just a little too excited over a new assignment currently :)

High on Life!!

2009-08-31T15:18:00.007+05:30

Ganpati Bappa Morya!!

2009-08-26T18:32:00.003+05:30

Crowded streets, decorated tents, large queues in front of sweet stores and chants of Ganpati Bappa Morya from every corner of the road is what you witness in the city these days. And only for this period no body seems to be annoyed with people pilling up in front of these tents to watch the massive decorations and say their prayers..

These 10 days of Ganesh Utsav (to celebrate the birth of god ganesha) bring in a different spirit to the entire city. Everything looks colourful specially with the lights in the evening, totally calm with every single person having lots of time to glance at the idols and chat away with glory. The sound of the aarti (prayers) chanted in the calmness of the night make the feeling of connection with god even stronger. Me aint very much a spiritual person but somehow love this festival. We too get an idol of ganesha every year home and its fun to decorate the place, help in preparing the different sweets served as the Prasad and then just watch the entire idol light in the darkness from far.. Ahhh.. amazing feeling..

Here are some pictures of the decorations done at my home.. :)

Ramblings..

2009-07-29T11:08:00.000+05:30

*Rains and loads of it.. splashing waters, colorful raincoats, long drives and amazing amounts of chai.. awww everything feels divine.. All I need is a holiday..
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*It was time for old friends and cheap wine last Friday. Gossips, giggles and dance, we were actually asked to leave as the restaurant was shutting down (Grrrr).. Some amazing people and some awesome time of togetherness..
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*Its when you actually weigh yourself that all you hear is diet and weight loss everywhere.. I have been planning to go to the gym for the last 2 weeks, but all in vain.. I seriously need a very strong motivation to get up early.. :(
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*Sometimes I wonder why people behave so stupid. If you ask some unknown person for a favor why is it that he always gives you some weird looks.. Do I do the same?? (who cares.. as for now I consider all those who do this as totally impolite..)
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*These days there is a lot of things going on in my mind.. and I am kind of just going a little overboard with it.. doubt my sanity at times ;).. its crazy to be your own worst critic!
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*Its been loads of shopping, meeting people and lots lots of driving.. I am somehow tired of everything for no apparent reason! Need some space and a few hugs.. Ha! Expectations again.. :)
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Phew!! Much better..

Glad!!

2009-07-15T16:09:00.005+05:30

I am back to my regular chirpiness.. it feels great.. and the weather is just adding that extra joy.. listening to Alanis Morissette's Ironic..

Feelings!!

2009-07-10T10:25:00.011+05:30

They seem so complicated,

these little matters of the heart..

the moment you think you've figured them out,

you realise you are back to the start..

PS: Had to put this on the blog..

2009-07-07T10:16:00.003+05:30

Life’s just not fair!!

2009-07-03T17:38:00.001+05:30

Life is certainly not fair.. What you want, you never get and what you don’t want always happens.. I know the whole philosophy of everything happens for the best and all that shit crap.. but right at this moment, thats the least i care about..

I desperately want something, and why the hell is it not happening.. I mean its not like I want to turn a millionaire overnight or something.. Just something which could have happened without fuss and without hurting anybody.. I really want to know God's modus operandi.. Does he actually wait for me to wish for things so that he could do just the opposite?

Happy Birthday Bloggie!!

2009-06-22T15:49:00.003+05:30

You know what? This week, my blog is ONE YEAR OLD! Happy Birthday Blog!

I must say this has been an interesting year. Travel, mood swings, frustrations and absence all in one go but never bored.. So, we are one year old and I’m sitting here (no cake, and no candles) realizing that I haven’t covered even one measly percent of all those topics I always wanted to write about. Which means you have to see me blog a little more and bear with all the nonsense I pour out.. Which hopefully, you will have as much fun reading as I will have writing.

First rains!!

2009-06-22T13:10:00.000+05:30

Smell of the wet soil...
a long drive cuddling on the back seat..
Pakoraz with hot chai...
Rimjhim gire sawan on the radio in the background...
Sneezing at night and smiling peacefully by the window watching the rain drops trickle on the glass…

Hmmm.. love is already in the air..

The Travails of being tall…

2009-05-25T11:40:00.013+05:30

Have you ever secretly envied the lady on your side for being that extra bit tall?? Or then tried for days hanging on a bar to increase that one extra inch?? Here are some reasons for you to feel privileged and the next time you see someone taller than you just give a smile to yourself, there are some more troubled souls other than you :)

The Travails of being tall… (truly from the heart)

1. You are always privileged to clean the ceiling fans of your house.. :-s hmmm! Imagine doing that on an early Sunday morning!

2. You are tagged the “official ladder” of your house - Anything above your Mom's height, and you are called to fetch it. (never understood why on earth is it put up so high..)

3. All the Airplane economy seats are for people below 6 feet in height. Imagine sitting for 8 hours in a flight with your knees hitting the seat before you :-s.. Buses & trains - least said the better.

4. Your reflexes work on every arch that you come across, making other people around you give you a cunning smile.. (what the hell.. it’s the fear of getting hurt that makes us bend.. people will never understand)

5. Clothes: you spend hours changing in and out of clothes - if the waist matches, the height doesn’t and if you take one for your height, you can easily accommodate one more person into it.. (should I mention shoes => all the ones I like are with heels.. thanks to the designers.. I could never buy one)

6. Watching a movie in a theatre is more of an exercise that fun, with the person on the back seat always asking you to lower your head..

7. I think we need to even watch our weight much much more than others.. a little too much makes us look masculine and a little too less makes us look skeletons.. :-S

If you think this is it.. lets talk of vehicles, or then the low ceilings in changing rooms, or then looking for a life partner.. I could go on and on..

Feelings :)

2009-05-25T10:24:00.000+05:30

Just what i needed

2009-04-25T12:00:00.001+05:30

After a days work.. this was a total bliss.. Have no clue how many hours we spent just watch the sun change colours and reduce size :)

Holi day!!

2009-03-11T02:45:00.003+05:30

Being in India, always made me take things for granted.. Specially the festivals.. Holi is one of them.. (for those who aint acquainted with this festival.. it is also known as the Festival of Colours, and is a popular Hindu spring festival observed everywhere across India).. I always hated colors and never understood how getting soaked in mud and high on sweets and thandai (bhang), ever could be fun..

But not until today do I really miss this festival.. seeing people drenched in colors and rolled in mud on an early morning, the hitting of water balloons at friends and acquaintances who prefer watching from their closed windows, the roar of laughter, dance and loud music from every corner of the street.. the special ‘Rang Barse’ song repeated over and over again and the typical govinda dance to accompany it, the smell of sweets cooking, and of course the not to forget public holiday.. oops I miss them all..

Water always brings out the best in me.. but somehow the fact of playing holi or then enjoying the downpour of colors never appealed to me. However I have always secretly admired how people just come together to celebrate this one festival.. Missing the view from my window and the frequent distant screams ‘Holi Hai’..

No wonder India is known for its life and colors..

"Paris in unmuted notes"

2009-01-31T01:02:00.008+05:30

I had seen loads of photos, heard the stories, imagined myself on top of the Eiffel tower and most frequently in the arms of someone as the sun goes down over the river Seine.

I was told you either hate or love Paris. I loved it from the very moment we stepped out of the railway station.. Everything looked beautiful and totally divine.. I loved the parks, the old buildings, the run-down quarters, the French, whom I thought were extremely helpful (...maybe it helps being a foreigner), and most of all the feeling of everything being larger-than-life. The churches, the cathedrals, the ministries, the museums and the monuments…not to mention the boat ride!

Three days in Paris is enough to scratch the surface, and that is what we set out to do. The first destination took us to Ile de Cité, one of the two islands in the river. This island hosts the world famous Notre Dame, which is a beautiful church both inside and out. It is, of course, most famous for its gargoyles up in the towers, which you can que up to see. We didn’t..

There is just something about the solitude you find in churches. Especially in Paris where it usually is dark inside but. On a clear day the windows in St.Chapelle work like a caleidoscope, reflecting light in different colours.

I could go on about the churches and the sights, but the only thing I really have to mention is the walk to the Eiffel. It was dusk and the scene was magical. I remember walking around the corner to see the tower in front of me. My breath caught in my throat. Who knew it was so beautiful? Just as the sun set the sparkling lights on the tower turned on. There was an audible gasp from everyone enjoying the night on the Champ Du Mars. The most romantic and wonderful moment I have ever had. Talk about a Zen moment.. Just pure magic..

There is much more to say about Paris. I haven’t touched upon shopping, nightlife, Montmartre with its landmark Sacre Coeur, Pigalle with its landmark Moulin Rouge, nor Champs Elysée nor… Books have been written about Paris, and although I probably could waffle for hours I won’t. Go to Paris, and fall in love with the city…or a Frenchman. If you go for three days or less, have a plan. If you have a plan, don’t follow it, go with your heart, walk until your feet demand hospital care. And let Paris embrace you, if there is no man round for the job. It’s not quite the same, but it worked for me. :)

Life as I see it..

2009-01-10T19:41:00.000+05:30

Today has been a rare free day for me; a day when there is no office, no meetings, no appointments nor any pending work that I was guiltily telling myself to do.

From the regular busy me, today I suddenly had choice. Do I sleep some more, do I watch a movie, do I go out to the city and shop, do I read (yawnnn). Finally I decided to lie in bed to read and sleep alternately. This whole process of thinking, evaluating and deciding took less than a minute. A marathon nap-wake-read-nap-wake-read-nap-wake-read day followed. Hmmm... there is something to be said for going through one of Matthew’s Simmons reports on peaking oil sleepily..

I finally got up at five after a total of 14 hours in bed. Must say, I felt totally fresh. Went to the kitchen to make a fresh cup of tea, it was around -10 degrees outside & slightly drizzling. Standing by the window seeing cars move by for nearly an hour, I feel rejuvenated enough to go do something else.