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Thursday, March 20, 2008
So the Bangalore chapter finally comes to an end. I honestly thought it would end a LOT earlier. But better late than never. And I'm off to Bombay (okay Mumbai, but Bombay sounds so much cooler)!!! Of course needless to say I'm shit scared.
I don't know the city at all and the weather is crap. And the rains! For anyone who knows me even remotely they know I hate the rains. So Bombay is gonna be one huge watery nightmare. Plus I will be paying a walloping 13k for a place which has a bedroom the size of my palm!!! But I am so so so so excited.
Ever since high school I have wanted to live in Bombay. Going to college was ruled out because of crap crap marks. Then going for a Master's degree was out because I wanted to be in the same city as the then boyfriend. An internship in Bombay went down the drain when I fell horribly ill. A job offer fell through when the company started acting super pricey! So you can imagine how long I've been playing this ridiculous cat and mouse game with Bombay. But its finally happening.
Eight months of Reuters and I've realised that I write better than I report. Maybe I'm not really cut out to be a reporter. So I'm headed off to production. UTV is launching a new business news channel and I'm gonna be an assistant producer. And if the job is really what I have heard and imagined it to be, then I have a feeling I'm bloody right for it!
And there are so many perks to this job it's amazing. Firstly I will get paid more. Of course in Bombay I will need that much and more to survive but it's a really good hike. Some of my closest friends are in Bombay which makes it worth the while. And the boyfriend is a mere 3 hour drive away. Plus there is an insanely cute guy I'm sorta eying in Bombay. Of course that is unfair to the boyfriend but we all know my wicked streak is alive and kicking, so let's see where that takes me.
That's the update on me for the time being.
Watch this space for more. :)
Current mood:  energetic
Friday, December 7, 2007
2:59AM
I recently asked a friend if it was possible to be in love with three people at the same time. His reply was "Gosh! I hope not!". So that's the problem. I'm in love with three guys.
Okay I'm exaggerating a wee bit. I'm not in LOVE with them. I just like all three of them a whole lot and considering one of them is "the boyfriend", he will not be thrilled about this mess. But it's quite a delightful mess.
Boy #1: Perfect gentleman and has a hot hot body... but has no feelings for me whatsoever
Boy #2: Him I'm getting slightly unsure about coz he is so bloody screwed in the head most of them...
Boy #3: Also known as the boyfriend. Kind sweet but just not smart enough. But I spent 11 days living with the boy and I really cant complain. He cooks, cleans and also gives me some good lovin'...
While brain and heart says stick with boyfriend... we must not forget my strong kinship with Cruella De Vil and hence being consistently nice to the boyfriend for over more than a few months is now falling to pieces. Time to be wicked again! If he just wasn't so loving and if only he didn't trust me with such sincerity this might even have been fun. But will spiting him really provide the nasty touch I'm craving for? Or should I just nasty up the lovin' and leave his heart alone!
Any advice?
Oh and sorry about the long gap... Every time I tried to write food would distract me...
Much love...
Toodles
Current mood: bouncy
Thursday, July 5, 2007
12:31AM
How do you know when you have a boyfriend? I mean what exactly entails "being in a relationship"? Is he your boyfriend if you're having sex? Or are you having sex because he's your boyfriend?
And the feelings... well I'm not entirely sure if they are a side-effect of the sex or have they developed a life of their own irrespective of all the nasty nasty.
Hence the confusion... And does the fact that he's been in love with you for the longest time make it easier to hope and presume that maybe it's not just sex... That you're not just being a mean bitch who likes the sex too much so she just plays along with the whole relationship thing...
But what if he's the one? If he is then why all these complicated questions in your head... Why dont you know for sure?
I have a feeling this kinda situation might lead to a serious case of dementia!!
I feel sorry for the friend who's going through this shit. She's such a lovely girl! ;)
Current mood:  confused
Sunday, July 1, 2007
1:18AM
I'm back after my 3-month long hiatus and there is a reason I'm back. I finally have a job, not just an unpaid internship! And it's with one of the best news agencies in the world. Which also means that I'm back in Bangalore for at least another year. Dunno if I'm looking forward to it, but we'll just see what my second stint in Bangalore does to me.
Also my folks have let me live on my own. Which is a very very big deal for them. I am after all the baby of the family and I an known to be very wicked in the past. But this decision to let me live on my own has definitely paved the way for better things to come. I'm hoping it means they trust me more... though sometimes I'm not sure if I'm worthy of the trust.. but what the hell!
And I have found a house to do this living-alone thing. It's costing me a bomb and I'm not entirely sure why I'm okay with that but it is a great house. The house hunting spree I went on was draining to say the least. Superbly fantastic rents for tiny holes in the wall and tiny apartments at the bottom of the stairs... I'm not a dog giving birth to puppies darling! I deserve better than your shitty little hell-holes! And when I did find a great place my parents vetoed it because it had a terrace next to it. There go all my plans of love-making under the star-lit sky.. But anyway... the place I finalised is pretty and near Crossword which makes me very very happy. Ah books!
So I will be nesting for a while. Buying curtains and cushions and equipping my kitchen and getting a fridge and stuffing it with goodies and wine. My dream is on its way to coming true. Living alone, having boyfriend over, having friends over... fun fun fun!
So maybe this time Bangalore wont be so bad after all. No depressing blue room, no hoping to get back with darling ex, and lots and lots of work.
Which reminds me, my work will involve reporting US share markets. I seriously never thought this is what I would end up doing. I'm not someone who understood a whole lot about business. But my training is over and I can't say I didn't enjoy it. It was fascinating to say the least.
Also Commits is over. Last exam day was rather fateful with me getting horribly drunk and crying in the loo of TGIF and bonding with random hot women who all have boy-issues. Finally threw away the ring. Got rid of the bad juju. End of that era!
And finally got back in touch with my one love from college. For once he is single and I can't believe I actually still feel the same way about him that I did 5 years ago. But no unnecessary expectations... gotta be mature and strong!
Anyway that's all about me...
How you doing?
Current mood:  busy
Friday, March 16, 2007
so... we are a bunch of useless idiots... as outofink very wisely said, none of us write about current affairs or anything even remotely important to anyone but a bunch of low lifes like us...
no no don't worry... im not gonna turn over a new leaf and get myself a conscience and write about the plight of the world... but taking a cue from kuttu mata i will tell u about this rather delicious dream i had...
for starters, me having slightly erotic dreams is not out of the usual... everyone knows that... but the thing is in this one particular dream i was kinda canoodling with a friend of mine... and a pretty good friend at that who i didn't for once think i'd have a hot dream about! and he was good! wow he was good... i mean i dont ACTUALLY know if he is good or not but then again my mind never wandered there before... but you.. good friend who might be reading this... you were good!
but thats not the weird part of the whole situation. it actually gets quite scandalous after this... i was actually sleeping, all nice and cosy in the arms of another friend, who has... well... been very "nice" to me of late... and he would not be very happy if he knew i was having these fantastical dreams about another guy...
quite the Susie McSlutty that tunster insists on calling me.... ain't i!
so my darlings... now decipher this!
Current mood:  amused
Monday, February 12, 2007
so navin tagged me... and i may be the only person who actually plays along but what the hell...
Three things that scare me:
· All animals, especially dogs – I don’t know how I acquired this phobia but its true. All animals scare the shit out of me. And dogs include puppies.. if its canine im scared of it irrespective of size.
· Crossing the road – Anyone who has ever crossed a road with me will bear evidence to the fact that I CANNOT cross roads… and if I have to do it alone I keep mumbling “I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die, I’m gonna die”
· Losing my way – This usually doesn’t happen because I’m very good with directions. But when I do get lost I start having massive panic attacks
Three people who make me laugh:
· Shreya Sharma – My pups always has me in splits, whether it be about exams or boys or food or how fat she has become
· Navin Mangalat – I finally met the real-life Chandler!
· Sanjay – This in certain situations tops the list. Not everyone understands his humour, but my stomach hurts once he gets me started
Three things I love:
· Meat! Actually anything non vegetarian…
· Sleeping: There is no greater pleasure than slumber
· Goa! Love it, love it, love it!!!
Three things I hate:
· Inefficiency: I’m an efficiency freak, if you cant work at my pace you need to retire!
· People who wear too much makeup: It’s okay if you’re not spectacularly pretty, but that amount of makeup just makes you look uglier
· Kids. Any kind. I’m not picky – Most of them will cause me pain, in one way or another. It’s only a matter of time. (This has been directly copied from Navin coz well I hate them just as much!)
Three things I don’t understand:
· Vegetarians: How are you people still alive and happy?
· Why some people love action movies? Do you not get a splitting headache?
· How absolutely daft people end up with fabulous job?
Three things on my desk: (At work)
· A jazzy Dell computer
· Lots of paper and pencils: Pencils, mind you, not pens, I LOVE pencils… and I love holding them in my left hand for some reason.
· Food: Yes there is always some kinda food in a newsroom… news, apparently, makes you very hungry all the time
Three things I am doing right now:
· Chatting with a guy whose name is Abde… vague isn’t it?
· Trying to block out the screams from the Grammy footage that is being cut in the next computer
· Hoping to God that the Mumbai job is for real!
Three things I want to do before I die:
· Go for a world tour: This is of course presuming that I’m also a millionaire
· Be in a relationship that has lasted: Oh hush! It can happen if I try hard enough!
· Be really famous! I know im materialistic… deal with it!
Three things I can do:
· Laze around for hours on end… as long as I’ve had a bath!
· Read book after book after a book without stopping… And Navin and Kunal… it IS better than TV!
· Pretend that you’re a really interesting person to talk to…. Trust me on this… most of them time I really don’t care what the fuck you’re yakking about!
Three things you should listen to:
· With or without you: It’s my song “grin grin”
· The Cranberries and Dido: Wow!
· Yourself: Yeah I get that it’s corny… but it is really important
Three things you should never listen to:
· Death Metal: Oh my God!!!!!
· Teachers who make you give too many presentations
· People who ramble… you’ll just waste a ton of time!
Three things I’d like to learn:
· Any foreign language: Especially French or Spanish
· To play a musical instrument reallllly well!
· How not to choose the most expensive thing on the menu.
Three favourite foods:
· Seafood: Any kind of seafood! I love it all.
· Steaks: Medium well done and no bar-b-q sauce or cheese sauce please!
· Biryani… or just rice a meat curry! Slurp!
Three beverages I drink regularly:
· Coke: Yes Navin is having a very detrimental effect on my drinking habits
· Cold Coffee or Iced tea… I’m not too big into hot beverages
· Long Island Iced Tea: Okay I don’t drink it regularly, but when I’m drinking that’s what I drink!
Three TV shows/books I watched/read as a kid:
· Enid Blyton: All the way!
· The Jungle Book: At one point I used to love the Hindi version with the “chaddi” song
· Anything that came from the Walt Disney stable (though they were animated films, not TV shows)
Three people I would like to tag:
· Sanjay
· StonetheStone
· I don’t read that many blogs… so I don’t know any more L
Current mood: cheerful
Friday, February 9, 2007
6:31PM
so u all know im in delhi.. and so obviously im living in a PG with a variety of annoying northie people. this present situation is sucky as it is... but it gets suckier... i read a friend's blog and she kinda mentions another place i was living in and it kinda brought back some memories..
it really hasn't been that long since i moved out of bangalore but already i miss certain things about it... Stagthedog for one! and funnily enough i miss my depressing blue hostel room. it was a kind of room that u would feel very gloomy in if u weren't in good company... but that room that i shared with my darling kuttu has been the venue of so much in the past year and a half... for starters krusty was baptised in that room... long sessions of bitching and men bashing going on till the wee hours of the morning... eating parupa podi and rice... the pedicure sessions... the drinking parties... nights of staying up and studying for the exams and wanting to copyright "K for Kunt"... making khichdi and maggi and what not! the radio never went off in that room and while the music played along we fought, laughed, cried, made up and lived an era that i dont think any of us will ever forget... kuttu, tuns, ash and me... whatever happened later on between all of us... the times we spent there will never be rememebered with anything other than happiness...
but thats not the only home i had... i had 2 other homes in Bangy... one was stagthedog's house (yes i know he features a lot in this blog, but come on that guy is my world... this kinda thing happens when someone is that dear to you)... the other house was sulk boy and outofink's house. their apartment(?) was on top of a slaughter house and the staircase was bloody narrow and steep and always dark. the place itself was painted a dirty pink and green and the toilet had no flush (yes apparently that apartment was a part of the dark ages). but in a lot of ways the dirty pink flat was also home. its true that i dint spend as much time there as kuttu did... but nevertheless... the walls of the pink bedroom were adorned with a poster of a hot naked woman and keeping her company were music greats from every generation... from elvis to the beatles to b.b. king to madonna to U2 and robbie williams they were all there... up on that disgusting pink wall... and all that pinkness was witness to so many sulk sessions and monopply sessions... that was where i first threw up when i fell ill (hehehe)... there was grabbing and pummelling and tickling and snoring and oh so much more... there was michael buble singing "fever" through the night... there were panic attacks in the middle of the night coz well as usual we hadn't studied for the exam...
yes they were very good times!
and now god knows when i'll experience something like that again.... for now i have my jatty pg... and i can only pray to god that this experience is even one-tenth as fun as bangy was!
Sigh!
Monday, February 5, 2007
oh by the way im back in delhi! which means its back to paratha-sharatha and gaudy clothes and outrageous auto fares. the sad part is that i love the city.
no im not daft and im not contracdicting myself. i really do love the city... amazing historical heritage and the food at roadside dhabas is stunning ( almost as good as cal)... but the people! oh my god the people! never have i met a bunch of people as astoundingly stupid as i have in delhi. my workplace is full of bongs and mallus...which is a very good thing... but it has just a sprinkling of the "delhi-ites" which makes me sincerely thank god i dont belong to this part of the world. it just leaves me so amazed that a whole city full of people consider themselves above most of the country inspite of having a collective IQ of 3!
they cant tell the difference between telugus and tamils and according to them the south is just one big state... they make a huge hue and cry about people who cant speak hindi when they themselves cant speak anything besides hindi...they take pride in their lousy kitty parties and their loud mindless music... aarrgghhh!!! its just cruel that these people live in such a stunning city. and all this "raunak" that they seem so happy with is at best plain crass!
hmmmmmmpppppphhhhhhhhhhhhhh..
but i still love the city!
i loved volver. it was just bloody beautiful. missed the first 4 minutes of the film but never mind that!
never have a i seen a film more about women than volver. well its true that i've watched almodovar's "all about mother" and that was also about women.... but this movie just blows u away because it is in its very essence about women and its made by a man. its really good to know that some men that still delve into the realms of the unknown and dig out such pristine truth.
a dead woman returns to pay her dues to her daughter and other people she has inadvertently wronged and in the process the curtain is lifted from the many secrets that u think are non existent in the quiet and charming neighbourhoods of spain. there is murder, betrayal, secrets, and the general air of "men-are-bloody-bastards' and all beautifully garbed in a flavour of womanhood..
Sigh!!!
Current mood:  calm
Friday, December 29, 2006
this is the last time i ever think of buying gifts for guys. i have so had it with their "...but i dont need this"... and "what'll i do with that" and "...i dont know what its used for"...
i realise men and women are very different in their outlooks but seriously how confused can u be about what u want. fine i get you dont want anything pink and pretty and u would prefer some macho and studly... and i get that u dont want to crowd ur room with too many items... but u must need something... anything!!!!
and for christ's sake its a gift... just take your pick... smile and say thank you! how hard is that really!
anyway im just pissed off.... so no more virtual venting!
Current mood:  cranky
Sunday, December 10, 2006
11:47PM
i watched being cyrus 2 nights ago
i had heard a lot of mixed reviews about... its deep, its disturbing, its pretentious crap... well actually its not any of it... its just very bollywood! yah i know what ure saying... an english language film without any songs is hardly what one would call bollywood.... but it is very very bollywood! the new wannabe bollywood that is... the bollywood that is desperately trying to be "different" and "experimental"...
dont get me wrong... im not saying the movie is bad... it's decent... u can watch it once... what im also saying is that its got all the ingredients of a new-age bollywood film with a crossover hangover... the inevitable bad language... the forced and unnecessary nudity... the sexual "frankness"... the devious mind games... actually makes u a little sick how they're so predictable even with all their "difference"... the dysfunctional Parsi family that Saif Ali Khan chooses to screw over is full of cliches... the pothead, the slut with a mid-life crisis, the dying old man with no food or love... blah blah blah...
actually its really not that bad... but another one of these might make me sick to the stomach!
Current mood:  blah
Saturday, December 9, 2006
9:54PM
i was gonna post something totally fun today... but i lost a friend of mine in a road accident... we weren't terribly close and we didn't really talk that much... but now there will be a gap in my memories... not a huge gap... but a gap... now there will be a missing link in the college group...
i dunno if im sad... i dont think i am... but i am disturbed... i know life is vulnerable... still im stunned everytime it practices that irritating control over us... leaves u a little disoriented... u think could have been me... or worse.. someone very close to me... i totally hate the feeling helplessness when it come to things like this!
Current mood:  numb
Wednesday, December 6, 2006
so the ray in the heading actually refers to satyajit ray... yes, he is my ray of hope when im sitting at home with absolutely nothing to do..
now ray, as we all know, is an ace filmmaker... but personally, and this is just personal opinion mind you, i think he's a better story-teller... most of what he has written deals with the supernatural and with magic... but it's when u actually get into the meat of the story do u realise that it's really not about the supernatural... its about the human psyche and the tricks we play with our mind and the desperate attempts to control what we know beyond doubt is not ours to control... im confusing u, right??
well it isn't really confusing... after all the supernatural is an extension of our psyche whether we admit to it or not... and these stories are just a portrayal of the twists and turns the mind takes...
the first time i read his collection of short stories.. i was quite young... and at that time it just seemed like a collection of ghost stories with sufficient doses of haunted houses and curses from holy men and after lives... but as the mind matures, it sees the gentle mockery in the stories... mocking how cock-sure we are of ourselves and mocking how we presume to know and understand the other world...
but the truth is we don't and we shouldn't try to... and that is more than evident from ray' stories... dont invade the space of the dead... or u might end up joining them.. creepy thought isn't it...
so i would reccomend both collections to u...
20 short stories and
Indigo stories
both written by Ray and translated from Bengali by Gopa Majumdar...
definitely worth a dekko!
Current mood: chipper
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
so... i've had it with my present cell phone... the screen is scratched and dirty... the keypad is worn out... and the back flap is loose and keeps falling off... so i want a new cell phone...
so technically this will be my 4th phone and now i want a real good upgrade.. someting fun and fancy.. with radio and camera and a mp3 player... so i zeroed in on this phone...
the W300i... it has the cam the fm and the mp3 player.. but the cam is a VGA which makes me think again about my decision... whats the point of having a cam phone if the pictures are crappy... but this fits my budget perfectly... so anyway for the time being im not giving it too much thought..
what i am thinking about though is how much time people spend on the phone nowadays... calls, messages and sometimes just playing silly games...
the last time i checked india had a serious population problem... so how is it possible that the urban Indian youth is finding it so difficult to make a few human friends instead of being superbly pally with their cell phones... and i agree that cell phones have become a necessity in the modern day, but does that justify a life-and-death relationship with the dam thing..
yah i know what all of u are thinking... the cell phone is a device to keep in touch with other people!!! i get that... i really do... but when there are people right in front of u and u ignore them and are busy on your cell phone.... that is not called being in touch... thats called being rude and possibly even slightly offensive..
so welcome to the generation that takes the cell phone with them to the loo, messages frantically during class, checks their phone every 3 minutes for missed calls and messages and plays cell phone games when they arent doing any of the above... makes u wonder what u did with all your time when there were no cell phones!!!
yah we all need help!
Current mood: irritated
Monday, November 27, 2006
here's the thing..
im bossy and im tough and and efficiency is my magic word. i can be a pain and a bitch all the same time when i have to deal with inefficiency. but what very few people know is that im also an incorrigible romantic. u dint see that in me, did u?? well maybe u did, because i also am very transparent. but most people i know will not associate me with romance..
but i am a romantic.. i like watching the rain and i can watch the ocean for hours together... and i love pink... and i love holding hands.. and i love candles and old photographs.... and i love the smell of old books... and i love brightly tiled kitchens and i like the smell of good food... and i love chatting with my parents
no im not mushy... i can mush when im really in the mood but im not mushy... even though on a general basis i hate all people... i do also believe that there is some good in everyone.. so does that make me vague and slightly idiotic... possibly! and i cant say i dont like that.. after all i am a romantic.... u still dont believe me, do u?
that's probably coz the word true meaning of 'romantic' has been adulterated beyond belief... romanticism is now associated with couples going lovey-dovey and getting cosy in dark dirty corners... the true essence of romanticism is dying.. the essence of finding beauty in the starkness of life... and the essence of experiencing solitude and companionship within oneself... and the essence of finding joy in the trivial things in life... and enjoying the simple pleasures of life... i sound old, dont i? well maybe i am getting old... but that also comes hand in hand with me figuring out what i really enjoy doing..unlike most of my generation i dont like loud music...i dont like head banging and i dont like partying every weekend... i'd much rather hang out with friends... have a long and delicious dinner... watch an old movie... read a book or better still do nothing at all... call me old fashioned but i dont like running around like a mad hatter and i dont like the twisted way people live their lives nowadays...
i may be going senile or i may just sound like someone who's trying to be different because apparently thats the only way to be "cool" these days...
all im actually doing is having fun!
Current mood: happy
Saturday, November 25, 2006
well for starters... i almost threw a fit when i couldnt find a single book store or magazine vendor in noida.. for someone who breathes books and is ridiculed for prefering books to television, this was a terrible jolt... but life got better and i found galgotias book store where i lay my hands on khaled hosseini's the kite runner. now the strange thing is that this book is there in my college library and in spite of being a book freak i never got my hands on it these past few months... but here, in noida, once i got started i couldnt stop..
from the start the story plunges into an afghanistan that most people of my age group will not recognise... peaceful streets, lively markets with kabab vendors and naan shops and the annual kite flying competition... not the bomb-infested, poverty-stricken afghanistan that i am aware of..
and enveloped in this world of peace are two boys with a kinship tying them together.. but the book is also about responsibilities... responsibilties of love and family and humanity most of all yourself. im not a profound person, i usually dont get the underlying message and i never get metaphors and allegories... but u cant help but get what hosseini is saying through his book... as afghanistan changes over night and goes through a complete overhaul the characters go through similar upheavals in their minds and lives... they walk away from fights of honour, they try to shirk responsibility and they all experience the pain of being alive...
and then there is r.k. narayan's the painter of signs...though it's written is narayan's simplistic style, it's really not that simple. u can't always define someone within a set of parameters and u cant always expect someone to live by ur definition of them.. it isnt wrong to have expectations.. but life is fragile and our expectations might never take shape... and the painter of signs is a testimony to great expectations that never see the light of day...
Current mood: mellow
Thursday, November 23, 2006
yes i know it's been a year..and yes i know i should do this more often... but seriously speaking this past year has been too bloody depressing.. and the last thing i really wanna do is mope in virtual reality... but boy did the year have some nasty surprises...
i loved and lost
met some seriously weird people with equally weird fantasies
lost friends
lost my mind more than once
commented on other's blogs
and realised im a ton more sensible than my older sister..
end of the day i realised that maybe i dont like bangalore as much as i thought i would.. it gives me a false sense of security... i dont have control over my life here...and i live hoping for things to happen that i know for a fact wont happen... oh and people here are just not efficient enough for me... cal was more my pace... i know what ure saying... cal? really? the laziest place in the world is more efficient than bangalore?? well honestly yes! cal has a richer sense of culture and not as many people living in la la land... however dramatic cal people might be, they are (unconsciously, mind you)imbibed with a sense of reality that they dont let go off for a few thrills in life... and sue me... but cal's music scene is a ton better than the wannabe bangalore bands... though i must say... lounge piranha in bangalore is fucking awesome!! oh and their drummer is decidedly cute...
but im straying from the point... the point is... well i definitely had a point...
oh yes... the point is i took some bad decisions in my life.... im not a romantic person and i made the mistake of being madly, suicidally in love with someone... and make no mistake i was loved back.. but hopeless case that i am, it obviously went nowhere... but he wasnt the mistake... the mistake was the hopless suicidal love.... should have had more sense and left it at friendship..
second bad decision.. choosing commits... fuck was that a bad decision or was that a bad decision... i made some very interesting people here but i also met an irrational, slightly power-hungry dean, a seriously anal ex-journalist and badly-dressed professor who was for the longest time obsessed with my laptop. together (and i dont include the interesting people i met) they made my life hell. like actual hell with the devil chappie doing a little fire dance and his fallen angels following suit... for the past year all i hear is ranting and raving and nothing is good enough and everything i do is a mistake and i dont have people skills and how with my kind of attitude i'll never make it in the media industry... well balls to all of u buggers... i made it this far didn't i! i get work done dont i! i work endlessly and make sure everything is as perfect as i can possibly make it, dont i! well then balls to u... i did my best and if thats not good enough in bangalore then maybe bangalore is not up to my standards..... bah!
see i told u... all this in virtual reality is not good.... so im gonna take a break and continue after... well after i dont know what... but after....
and im here... im back... and i will write... u might get serious hate-everyone vibes from this but then again... u hate all these people too... u just dont know it yet!
oh and by the way... this is dedicated to my darling roomie shubhs...she stayed with me for over a year... bore with all my hissy fits.. let me wear her ear rings... bitched about me when she was on a "i-wanna-be-a-bitch" fit.... and now we're closer than ever again! so here's to u kuttu
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
i always knew women could get ridiculously bitchy when it comes to matters of the heart but really i think its really getting too much now. is basic humanity lost to these people who are willing to pull each others hair out at the drop of a hat.
it takes nothing...absolutely nothing to get some of these women going..an inflated ego, fierce competition, a bid to their fifteen minutes of fame.....anything! absolutely anything!! its quite ridiculous actually..it is difficult to believe that two full blown adults with all their faculties in order could behave like a couple of puppies fighing over the most trivial and petty of issues.. and trust me the adorable factor of the fighting puppies is very noticeably missing from them
im also a woman..and yes i do bitch (there is absolutely no denying that) but i know where my limits are, as an adult i know when exactly im crossing over from banter into the absurd.....and frankly speaking i expect other women to have that much sense as well....and im NOT asking for too much!
Current mood: cranky
Monday, July 11, 2005
i cannot even begin to say how much i love bangalore...my hostelmates, the places et al...all out of the world and the weather has never ever been so perfect..but sad to say that the lecherous men that i thought were only in the north are very much here as well...
what happened to the women-friendly south that i always campaigned for. and seriously i thought i had left all the catcalls and scumbags back in calcutta but apparently not! sleazy comments, men gaping at my chest...yes its all there!!! ok i admit maybe not as much as back in cal but its there....alive but i hope not thriving.
in a survey done recently hyderabad showed up as the most woman friendly city...strangely enough bangalore did not feature on the list of cities surveyed..but im gonna give it a 6 out of 10. men dont make u feel like ure a tart just coz ur clothes are the teensiest bit transparent but they are definitely not the indifferent people i had hoped for who couldnt care a fuck as to what i wear and do.
and there i end my abuse column!!
until next time....
Current mood: contemplative Current music: but i do love you - leann rimes
Thursday, May 12, 2005
living in the lap of luxury is really something else and something that i think i can get very very used to.....tho really i shouldnt but trust me all u gotta do is spend a couple of days where i am now and u will know how the VVIPs of the world really live. i am just an employee's sister at the hotel here in singapore but MY GOD!!! they treat u like they would treat julia roberts. it like all of a sudden ur ur every wish has become their command. its like alladin's lamp...only better...coz here they anticipate ur every need before u could think of it urself
im not gonna divulge any juicy details about the delux life im living right now coz...well im selfish and i dont want u to experience it even if it wud be just virtual.....but try it if u can...it is the BEST!!!! and i can go on living like this forever.
Current mood: ecstatic
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