Will u hold my hand please?

After a very long time I got a chance to watch WE, THE PEOPLE.. A re-run, but what the heck, its Barkha Dutt n I go bonkers when I think of her communication n people management skills. The topic was more wasted than anyone could have ever imagined! Woman President.. BLEHHHH…..

The show progresses n there’s this woman in the panel who was talking just because she had a mouth. Probably the producers had asked her to talk at gun point. She’s like “Soniaji is all for a woman President, which is why she was holding hands with Pratibhaji for a pic to be flashed in the newspapers” HOW RIDICULOUS!!! What sorta comment or opinion is that!!! Imagine how it’d have looked if Sonia was picturised holding hands with Mr. Shekhawat or Dr. Kalam.. What wud have the opposition party done to her!! LOLZZ

Life in a fast lane

There are some inherent qualities in everybody that makes them the people that they are. No matter what, these qualities cannot be changed. One such pathetic trait that I have is the habit of doing everything FAST. I eat fast, walk fast, write fast & even shop real fast (my man has never complained abt this, LOL). Call me impatient, stupid or restless, but I havent been able to do anything abt it. I remember one of professors calling me TOOFAN MAIL.

During my morning walk, I saw a little girl running behind a bright yellow butterfly to catch it. N that set my mind into thinking “The harder u try, the farther it gets”. In other words, if I make up my mind to get something, I’ve unconsciously or consciously taken off my eyes from all the things that would help me get that “SOMETHING”. I’d be so outrageously consumed with the thought of getting it, that I may never be able to reach it. Confusing while being funny.

Watta week….

Another week ends. N whats new? Nothing, same old shit again n again. Screams, yells, anger n frustration piling up, some good REALISATIONS of living a lame life, back breaking work, etc. etc…

Now for some good things that happened: Have lost a few more kilos (APPLAUSE please!!),  so a few more pairs of jeans (YEIIYEEIIII!!) in the line, amazing workouts with my trainer, nice rain filled evenings. But the one that made my day, was a compliment from someone that made me blush allover (Infact my friend says I blushed, I think I just smiled). But yes, I did end up feeling special n priceless.

Conclusion: Open (as usual)

& it rained….

Long walks…. and a sucker that I am for them, the 30 minute walk from my office back home last nite was the most beautiful one in the last couple of weeks. Beautiful?? Yeahhh. The evening rains made the climate absolutely enchanting at nite.. With the rain giving a sprinkler effect, the cold breeze touching my face, playing with my hair n dupatta, I was in the most beautiful lane. Also DT’s HOLLOW YEARS on my playlist.  WOWWWW!!!! Just when I thought “WISH I HADNT BEEN ALONE”, a close friend of mine decides to gimme that much needed company, by way of sms’! I dont think I cud have asked for more… I’m gonna remember each every second of this walk for the rest of my life now coz it made me feel so pure and so much more beautiful… 

Energiser found…

Had heard abt the power of one. Like they say “One song can spark the moment, one tree can start a forest……”. Got a first hand experience of it.

All those hours spent feeling like filth, all those Sundays that were spent alone (well ofcourse my work n my cabin were there), stinker mails, abuses, insults, unanswerable questions, etc. etc. were nullified, were just erased with ONE MAIL from someone who dint have an inkling of my existence!!!! Strange but true. I dunno if u’d ever come across this blog, I’m sure u wouldnt, nonetheless… All I want u to know is that this is the best thing that has ever happened to me in my professional life.

All this while I was fuming abt people being overtly judgemental, here comes a soul who’s has the world at his feet and yet is so unassuming! Absolutely inspiring…. God bless ur heart for those amazing words!!!!

Like u’ve promised me with ur “SURE THING”, I make a promise too… Someday u’ll be proud to see my name in ur friends list!!!! N that day isnt far….

Brain Drain

What happens when u r over worked? Here’s wat: Last nite I was chatting with 4 of my friends, 2 guys n 2 gals.

Gal 1: Many dark cicles under my eyes

Guy 1: Hey!! Sup? watcha doin tom?

Gal 2: I really liked ur earrings u were wearing today

Me to Gal 1: I bought them from Vile Parle..

Me to Guy 1: I use cucumber slices. They are the best!!!!

Guy 1: What?? Game for lunch???

Gal 1: What???????

 Me to Gal2 : Lunch??? I dunno.. Lets see. I’ll sms u.

Me to Gal 1: Yeah! paid around 100 bucks, but i feel its worth it… The finishing is too good, wat say???

After few minutes of dealing with my messy brain, three of them log off…  N I ask the 4th guy : Dya think I talk a lot??? He goes HMMMMMMMM……………… 

Heart n Sex….

I’m wondering what Big Bee was thinking (may be it was the maggi he ate with… No im not taking names here) when he allowed those doctors to give us lecture on how to be stress free. After a good half an hour of gyaan on meditation, exercise, prayers, balanced diet n all one doc says “The easiest way to keep ur heart healthy is sex, laughter”. While most of them were listening to the doc with rapt attention, may be in the hope that he’ll throw some more light on sex, I was wriggling like a worm. Not because I was uncomfortable or something, but because I so wanted to ask the doc ” Sex, laughter good for heart?? Ok, what if ur partner starts laughing at u while u r doing her? To whom is it beneficial then????”

Dresscode Blues

Got a mail from some group asking us to give them our feedback abt dresscode to be implemented. Thats rite. In sometime from now all of us will start looking like bandwalas n bandwalis. While all the women unanimously voted for shirt n trousers for women, the men (all of them voted for Saree) were busy giving us gyaan abt being Bhartiya Naari. MIDDLE FINGER TO THEM!!!!! 

Three minutes later the very same bunch of pricks was talking abt the uniform of airhostesses of Kingfisher Airlines. They went on n on abt the hotties who travel in ricks wearing those mini skirts, sitting with legs crossed at abt 52 degrees angle, their butts giving proper definition to the mathematical term PARABOLA… 

U know, sometimes ur words, they hurt. Thank goodness for the fact that now we are not in touch. Otherwise, ur name flashing on my mobile screen would have broken my heart into a ZILLION pieces. Again.

Sometimes I ask myself y am I being so patient n tolerant with an opinionated bastard like u! Being a good friend n applying all the known rules in the FRIENDSHIP RULE BOOK I guess. But thats not taking me anywhere. I end up feeling like a pile of shit at the end of the day.

Words

Shivani: Sindoor pyaar ki nishani nahi hoti.

Shikha Ghosh: Marriage teaches u acting.

Shruti: Being gay or straight, thats ur preference. Ur right. But playing with someone’s emotions, THAT’S NOT UR RIGHT. & its not right.

Monty: Ab tumhara servicing ho gaya hai.

Monty: Yeh shehar jitna deta hai, usse kahin jyaada tumse le leta hai.

Shruti: Jab tak gaadi garage se baahar nahi nikalega, pata kaise chalega, green signal kab aayega?

Monty: Exactly! Take a chance baby!!!

Shruti: Tumna! Tum bhaad mein jaao!!!!

Amol: Waqt khatam ho jata hai, talaash nahi.

Rahul: Bas samajh lijiye ki yeh shehar raas nahi aaya.

Me: Mujhe is tarah ghutan me jeena raas nahi aa rahi.