His Intelligence Personified

Hi .... hi ... meet him..this is ____.. he has a MBA degree in General Management from the University of Denver, Colorado, a Master of Science degree in Computer Science from George Mason University, Fairfax, Virginia, and a Bachelor of Engineering degree in Computer Science and Engineering from the University of Mysore, India. And also has a Juris doctorate degree. He speaks more than 5 languages and is currently learning the third font of Japanese.. loves to play golf and has traveled around the world and is settled in US.. Meet her ... she can drive. And I sink into my seat. I have never been nervous when it comes to meetings coz I usually know what people wanna hear. But this was different. There was no common level in between to strike up a conversation, no common ground except for the fact that he is a maharashtrian.

I have heard so much about him but truth be told he didn't know anything about me .. but there was nothing to know. And the MOM is as follows:-
One: free time is not sleeping time and watching TV time. Its reading, learning, writing, exploring.
Two: love a sport or something that is physical.
Three: No carbs , no sugar, and exercise
Four: Japanese think too much and try to put themselves in others shoes first ..they do everything to the extreme.. even porn
Five: Activate your taste buds
Six: Travel as much as you can coz the airline company is soon gonna start caring about losing money
Seven: Whatever people say, Art Of Living course works.
Eight: The french serve good food.
Nine: Indian roads can have huge stones placed right in middle of the road so watch while you drive
Ten: If the food taste good, chances are its unhealthy

And a nice chit chat conversation with him, my boss and his wife. He mentioned about a book. A book that made him cry and later we went to a store near by and he insisted to buy me that book. I was excited at the same time it was weird to take something from someone you've met for the first time. But he didn't seem new at all. I told him if he wanted to buy me that book, he has to sign it. And he did.
I know you're wondering which book it was and I wont be selfish to keep the name to myself. Its called A Fine Balance by Rohinton Mistry. I met a person who was kind, who didnt make me feel like this big owing to his background. He made me wanna become somebody. All in all a great day

A lil smarter than yesterday
Me

Curiosity killed my cat

shhh no one is suppose to know ... please dont discuss this with anyone and there it goes round and round until the person herself is confronted of her own secret .... being asked.. I heard something, is it true? Why are people so incapable of keeping a secret. Agreed you cant keep it to yourself coz your stomach aches .. and you told your best friend who also has a boyfriend..who she apparently cant hide anything from, even at the cost of your 'secret'. So only two of them know whew! But the boyfriend has a best friend who is also friends with the only girl who is NOT suppose to know. So, what did you learn children? Nothing .. Dont go home ... she is right now waiting at your doorstep and dont mistake what's in her hand for a garland.
Every single person on this revolving planet has a secret... tina bina ..reena meena seema.. rinky chinky ..everyone. The funny thing about this concept is ... while people are busy trying to hide something ... they dont mind poking their noses in someone elses life. Why else would you think people would be remotely interested in watching 'The Moment Of Truth' or if I can rightly say the moment you're stripped down.. When I watched this series with awe and disgust .. I thought to myself would any indian ...any sane indian do something like this for money. Indians are so controversial, diplomatic, introvert and so used to doing things behind the scenes that no one would ever volunteer for such an obnoxious serial. And bang there we have 'sach ka samna'. God bless their souls coz money is a waste if you lose your peeps. And whoever said money is everything needs to do a reality check.
Circling back to the point where we started this vicious circle ..Gossip is heaven .... I gossip .. didn't come across anyone who doesn't. But is there anything such as healthy gossip ... or harmless secret. .. you're putting yourself off da hook if you think so. The truth remains we want to know .. we love to know ... we are bothered .. we are curious human beings .. and this is exactly what killed my cat.

Put a ring on it

Talking about our boys II men.. not a boy not yet a man. lol... its funny how we girls can discuss boys endlessly while they are busy in some parallel universe talking about cars or cricket for that matter. News flash: Girl and girl and girl makes a helluva conversation about boys. Eaves dropping into a slumber party: you'll often hear this.. he is not ready yet..he says he needs time to think it over...he needs to first stand on his feet ..he loves me like crazy but he cant go against his parents...yada yada yada. yap yap yap. And we girls lose sleep over it. Though I don't think anyone should go against their parents but come on... take a step back and look at all this.
This is what we think of all this ...I cant expect him to be ready .. we are of the same age you know..and girls mature faster (atleast we girls think so)..if he needs time, I say he'll come around .. he needs to be independent ..aww how mature.. he loves me * 10(exaggeration) .. he is a homely boy. Ya rite ...homely my foot..and my favourite .. "I dont know" ... can we talk about this later.

So what factor decides if he is just that into you?

However cliche this would sound ...if you love them set them free if they come back kick them and keep them.

Happy

I am a happy person... I don't have to now build a world around me to make it seem happy. I change things .. I control my mind .. I love myself ... and I feel good ... not exactly the way I look right now .. coz it needs a lotta work plus I am 2 kilos overweight... Things don't need to fall in place anymore ... though few things already have. I am a happy person, I smile.. and the hazy glass just gets clearer and clearer. The happy bug has bit me really hard.

So I made a list of Happy thoughts (Happiness quotient set at equal level for all):-

1). Doggy .... a big , huge, furry dog ... who is absolutely out of hand.

2). Dancing ... shaking every inch of my body and sleeping with body parts aching.. reminding me I still have them intact.

3). Loving ...

4). Blogging... even though I have crappy things to write about

5). Friends ... my close peeps ... who know me, get me and love me

6). My green room ... the memories I have with it ..

7). Madhuri... I get goose bumps or rather every tinkly feeling ..when I watch her.

8). Animals .. all of them except snakes,lizards,bats and insects.

9). That pair of jeans ... that fits me amazingly

10). Talking to my parents and my brother... who are very far right now

11). My nephew ahaan

12). Greenery ... a path with trees on either side ..leading to a fountain ... birds and people

13). Mornings .. I'm a morning person

14). Saturdays... holiday the next day too.

15). Pictures of me ... cant help it .I was deprived of them from childhood.

16). Garfield

Woah .. not done with the list yet ... will probably list it out in my head ...

Have a happy day... its not unrealistic .. you really can be happy for a whole day and days to come ... its all about how you want it to be..

Signed,

Merry me

Nothing I do can make it right

Shit happens... they love you and then they hate you ... strictly in this order. So what changes in this period...you loved them and then you left them.. thats what changes. You deserve it .. you're aware of it and you very well know if you wanna stay friends then you're just rubbing it in. So STOP. If you cant deal with people hating you .. stop making them. Why the hell am I talking like its some random third person .. its ME. My urge to make people like me and keep everyone happy backfired. ... BIG time. So currently just shutting up and minding my own business.~~~tralalalala~~~ -> nice ..who me ? rubbish.

Da Dark cloud just passes by..

I know I know it was a month ago ... some random Sunday, when I was feeling low and depressed and I blogged about the non-happenings of my life. But since I was away ... I was off doing things .. feeling things ... loving things ...and hating them.

I wanted to write a blog about how I moved into this magnificent three bedroom house and how I love the huge hall and the huge balcony and my cool room ..all of it for not a penny extra. It was a freaking steal .. I really feel bad for the owner. He is this maharashtrian guy from pune ... I tell you ..we maharashtrians are service class people. We just cant think business.

Then I thought of writing about how my previous owner was totally unfair to us and was acting like a total bitch..so a whole week was spent ..taking legal advice from lawyers. Did you know that a 50 rupees stamp paper holds no good. Actually none of the stamp papers hold any good .. since the 40000 worth of transaction is gonna take 4 years to settle anyway. And trust me lawyers don't come cheap. Finally I handled this situation... boy ..if I'd let my roommate talk to the landlady all you could hear is $!@#$*&%..and you wish you had a hearing problem.

Weird things have been happening around me. Some I don't understand ... some I understand but I'm acting dumb and some are just there... right in my face..jolting me back to reality. So.. how hard do you need to be pinched to make you SEE. ... hard, really really hard. Lets just say there is this dark cloud that got me wet .. totally drenched ... and then the next minute there was not a single drop of water .. huh.. no analogies .. this actually happened. :) You don't know if you should be happy that the dark cloud has passed by ..or felt foolish that you didn't wait for the rain to stop. Coming to bigger crisis in my life ..

So .. then thought of writing about stuff that I thought would never happen to me. It didn't... but it happened to her. A very emotional period I say .. one of things that made me realise that the world around me is not perfect. The happy faces you see everyday have so much history ... You would never know ..and be glad you don't. I wish I knew how she felt .. things she thought .. things she wanted to say but she didn't. I have never been so broken as I was that day.

I thought of blogging about losing a dear friend .. but trust me its not worth it. I would have thought it was but I'm just too angry and confused right now. I just don't get it .. but I know I am not wrong .. I'm just possessive. :) Well ... then I thought I would at least write an useless entry just for the heck of it .. but I can proudly say "You see.. I'm on call.. I don't have much time". I am loving it .. the responsibility .. the expectations.. the time lines ..basically da work.

Today I tripped .. missed a step and hit badly.. dropped the God's prasad on the floor. It was all down .. was it a sign that things I asked for ..aren't gonna happen .. or was it like a punishment for my sins.. or may be a reminder to wake up and smell the heat ... the world is no more a safe place and I don't think it ever was... it's just waiting to rip you off.

p.s. loving the weather here .... havent switched ON the fan since three days. Well, I really wish I had something to blog about.

Not so happening,

me

Manic Sunday

Its happens each time ... every time I think I want to just chill out and sit at home on a Sunday... the evening just takes all the fun outta me. I get grumpy and emotional and I don't know ... Brainsick. People get the Monday blues ... but trust me I am more than happy to be at work on Mondays. Well not nowadays ..coz I don't have much to do. But still nothing can beat da manic Sunday. I don't even know why people hate Monday mornings ... its the Sunday evenings that are more distressing.

I scanned through my phonebook ... and thought of all the possible friends I could call and share my gloominess with .. I called her .. she sleeps at 10 and she switches off her phone even on her own birthday so chances are .. she doesn't care.. then I called him .. he was out. He hates it when I call her before him, coz it clearly gives away the hierarchy .. and trust me this whole non-availability.. happens every Sunday. Its like everyone knows how to handle this dreadful day except me.

Oh look what time it is ... its time to catch some Z's.. ha finally .. It'd be dawn tomorrow and I'll probably be blogging about 'Monday Blues'. in case I don't .. then I made it through.

p.s. I shall leave you to savour a song from Annie - a musical. It's beautiful.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yop62wQH498&feature=related

Tomorrow

When I'm stuck with a day
That's gray,
And lonely,
I just stick out my chin
And grin,
And say,
Oh

The sun'll come out
Tomorrow
So ya gotta hang on
'Til tomorrow
Come what may

Tomorrow
Tomorrow
I love ya
Tomorrow

You're only
A day away

Is Skater Boy really the Hero..

He was a skater boy, she said see ya later boy
he wasn't good enough for her
now he's a super star
slammin on his guitar
does your pretty face see what he's worth?

For some twisted reason I relate to this song. Its about this guy fallen head over heels for this bonnie lass and she being this self obsessed bitch thinks he is a loser... And years later .. he makes it big and she is the one in the crowd..looking at him ..up there.. thinking to herself ... if only.....! It somehow reminds me of all the guys I have jilted and scorned .. I know they may be over it by now... busy making something of themselves and I wish them luck.. Now I dont want to sound like a 'Diva' but I seriously wish I knew another way to make peace with them. But I guess there is no sweeter way .. now is there?

The thing that I believe .. makes me wiser now is that ..you can love who you want .... however the person may be .. you love them for them. Any rockstar would just not do it... so stick to him...stand by him .. coz he makes you happy.. the guys who you dumped or dumped you ... there is a reason they are not a part of your life. Dont be afraid to love .. if not him there will be another ... but still .. give it your all!

p.s. there is always an option. ... (though this is not the moral of the story.)

Conclusion: I don't blame the cold hearted bitch....how could she foresee.. that the lousy skater boy would in future ..be so successful!!! Now wouldnt she be stupid enough to marry a loser whom she doesnt love ... She might as well marry the boring software engineer .. who she loves so deeply..be knocked up and sit at home watching the rockstar on tv and say .. "we used to go out!"

Here to stay

Well ... this inactivity in my blog nearly convinced me that it is one of those times that people discontinue to write their blogs due to lack of time.. or any unintentional circumstances that crop up.. or may be they are just over the fact that they need to even maintain anything like this to record the happenings of their lives. But I'm going nowhere ... 

   

Its MY Day ... however narcissistic I sound.

    You're right ...My blog is not gonna write itself so here I am ..taking time out of my so called busy but happening life to write about an event which supposedly made me a lil wiser. I turned 23 a week ago.. how should I put it .. a year away from being excused of my juvenile behaviour ..or a year closer to be all calm and composed.. talk only when required yada yada yada. I  detest it. I swear both my maushi's called on my birthday and the first thing they asked was ...how old are you ... we have to start looking for you now. Dude .. I am only 23  .. I mean I remember being 16 and looking up to the 20 something year olds and thinking .. man when will get there. Here I am now .. alive and kicking but not too happy about the number 23. I feel like my body is getting old and my mind is still not ready to accept that I can actually get married and have kids by now. God .. goose pimples goose pimples .... stopping right now. 

    Besides the state of my marriageability .. I also had a lotta fun that day. My birthday doesn't start at 12.00 midnight ..for me it starts at 8 p.m. the previous day when I am all excited about the big day .. and as tradition I clean my hall and my room coz it still reminds me of the time when I was warned about 20 friends coming home to wish me and my room being a total mess. The dress ..accessories .. plans .its all done in advance.. as time approaches midnight ..my hearts starts beating faster ..as though the love of my life is gonna come knocking at my door or instead a puppy is gonna be waiting at my door step with a little bow tied to its head .. all in all I'm just too excited. Things just need to be perfect.

    Though I am not a very gift person (huh liar..) but I totally enjoy the surprise ones. Either they get me what I asked for .which saves me the trouble of spending on something I really need.. or its a good surprise gift. One thing about me is I would love if someone wrote me a poem .. or made a card .. you know like dedicate hours just to make me something special. It doesn't take pricy gifts to make me happy .. but I am not denying the fact that I still would gladly accept bling blings..

    So .. it was night and calls calls calls .. from people who wouldn't even stay awake for their own birthday .. from people who matched American timings just to call me .. and from people who I thought went underground and dug their way up just to say they care.. You have no clue how much pressure that puts on me . to remember their birthdays. I hate it when I don't make efforts to be in touch with people and I hate it more when I aint doing anything about it either. 

    The day was spent exactly how I wanted it to be. I wore my dress .. showed it off and got all the attention I needed ..not too much .not too less. Hell the party went on for days .. went pubbing.. driving .. and feels like my life is just picking up. God knows how many times I'll use that phrase.. coz every time I feel I'm enjoying too much .. I tell my self to shut up and sit at home.

    But still ... Happy Birthday to me.. a year older but not hitting maturity. Lets just say ... I'm not quite there yet.