Its summer time here, and I will be having lots of fun in the sun!
Now that school's done,(whoa...wait a minute,the above said rhyme)
I have my Masters, and no job (yet) but a loving hubby and a sister who'll visit...it all screams FUN!

My new neighbour's a desi(Punjabi) and hoping she doesn't get to read this blog, I wish I get a cuppa chole the next time she makes some, for that matter, any yummy dish Punjabi's make would be well appreciated.
And in exchange, I'll promptly share some upma/idlis (yeah Balu cough away, but I will soon make idlis at home). So, now it gives me a total of 3 Indians living very close and yeah, time for chai parties :-)

Well, I did invite the new one home for tea today and there is not a drop of milk at home...I just finished the last drop for my morning coffee and now hate to get dressed to go the the grocer to buy some.
The only way to skip away from this engagement is to go to school to finish my last assignment! ha ha but have to get ready for that too...so here's my evil plan, I'll take the old neighbour to the new one's house, and with that, I don't have to really get ready and get my afternoon tea too :-)

This really happens in my head, I really am this mean and sometimes wonder if anyone else thinks anything as mean as this?

What is it with the train of thoughts, the way one stupid thing leads to about 30 minutes of rubbish in my head?
I see someone wearing SUNGLASSES and I go from
'Oh I need to buy new ones' to 'Maybe I buy it online' to 'Amazon is pretty good' to 'Oh the name Amazon comes from the biggest river Amazon, no wonder' to 'God you took so long to figure it out?' to 'am I that dumb?' to 'Should take an IQ test' to 'What if others see and realize your dumbness?' to 'he he I said dumbness, reminds me of Highness' to ' Your Highness, how do you do?' to (in an English accent)' I am fine, thank you Mademoiselle' to 'Oooooooh I should learn French' to ....I guess you get an idea
This is just a glimpse...
I later waste a whole lot of time trying to figure out what I was thinking about in the first place!!!!!!!!!!

This behaviour of mine is tolerable as long as I am traveling or sitting in a boooooooooring class or watching a game with B but, Heaven forbid it happens again,
it strikes even during exammmmsss....oh yes it does!

I remember, songs from 'Rangeela' were running in my head during my board exams(10th) or a single (don't remember what) sentence kept repeating in many other exams.

When I try to meditate (hoping to get better concentration) I try to blank out my thoughts but my head keeps yelling 'blank, blank, blank, blank, blank'

I have finally given up trying to change, I take this quirk of mine as something cute and live with it, it has to be common,
I hope the comments read, 'Oh don't worry I do it all the time with me'

PS: I hate the fact that my dramatization of words by adding extra m's for the word 'Exam' is considered a spelling error pffft!

Books that scream 'Blah'

Reading fiction is an amazing stress reliever. It is important for me to know for a fact that the author I read has taken enough or a lot of his/her precious time to create a masterpiece that is worthy of being read by thousands or millions of readers.
Come to think of it, a novel takes anytime between 4 hours to say 2 weeks to finish. That is a lot of time when you consider all the people reading!

So, my point now is how, simply How on earth can someone like James Patterson come up with so many novels, in a single year ?? This very thought deters me from reading any of his books.
I usually like to own the book I read and hence, the monetary value has to mean something.
I'd never pay good money to buy an author's work when he/she has taken no consideration for the quality of writing or more importantly, the reader's precious time.

I mean no offense to his ardent fans (if any) and these views are rightfully mine to publish.

I was on a class tour to CA last week and got to befriend quite a few nice people, who thankfully will be my classmates. As you know, to become a good friend, you need to get a little personal, talk about family, origins and as for us desis, have to answer a few curious questions too...you know the drill!

Anyway, during one such dinner talk, I was asked how I met Bala. For a moment, I was tempted to lie like many I have seen do;

'Oh, we met at a party' or 'It was love at first sight at a friend's wedding' etc...

Instead, I braved the consequences and the need to explain something unexplainable and said....we had an 'Arranged marriage'

Suddenly.....
'Boom,pow, stars, eyebrows, Oh's, wow's and many other hard to perceive expressions'

I decided to cool the scene, bring down the air and said it was more like a dating service that paired us ( hard to say that B's dad was a colleague of my dad's brother or we found him on 'The Hindu' where unsuspecting B's parents put his name up....lol)

It was only when I said that we spoke for 6 months, met personally, decided patiently & carefully agreed upon each other
that they realized the arrangement wasn't all that 'Arranged' after all!

I swear I heard heaves of relief when I answered 'yes' to their final question
"So you could have said 'NO'"

I went on to make my stand clear by proclaiming 'I did say 'NO' to a couple of guys I so called dated for a couple of months' and vice versa....

Man was I uncomfortable the whole time!
But then, I at least feel true to the beautiful bond I share with B and more importantly, don't have to worry about stories that do not match!

My haunted tales!

Very so often, out water closet decides to flush by itself.
Sometimes its the minute I open the locks and get inside and sometimes its midnight, waking a very disturbed me up!
We already have a noisy water heater that clangs its way routinely anyway but now its as if the W.closet is a new addition and the heater wants to hit on the WC, they sometimes clang and flush together!
Not that I believe in ghosts (shit scared of horror movies which I watch very religiously)but there is fun in talking about a hypothetically haunted bathroom!!!

While in hostel, we architecture students who were always spread over a large table/drawing board had trouble finding our eraser that just a few seconds back was in plain sight.
After a minimum of 10 minutes search for that, maybe after borrowing our neighbour's eraser, we would come back to find that dammed eraser right under our noses!
This happened primarily to erasers and sometimes to other stationary. We did come up with a theory that we had invisible ghosts/pixies (hopefully friendly) lurking around that loved teasing us and hid our stuff momentarily!
Oh those tales, wise old tales...but come to think of it, I am not ready for any other explanation that can solve the little mystery of escaping erasers :-)

And the best part about the search was that it gave relief from work, gave me an excuse to run to Peelu's room which was conveniently and intentionally right beside mine, have a little gossip, suddenly remember I was there for a reason, run back to mine, find my eraser and run back to return hers!!!!!
lol....miss those frivolous days :-)

Happy New Year

Welcome 2010 with a wide smile, loads of good wishes and the aspiration for a world filled with love, peace & harmony.

Life like paper,
Life like paper
All of life, all on paper.
Sings a song; its black or white
Black was blue
And white is true.

Black oh black,
If you were true,
Where would burn the spirit of my fire?
Lost in rules, lost forever
Would be the saga, none so right.

Then came white, like the vast blue sky
Brings to life all my dreams.
Like a bursting tree
Shall soon I be.




Happy 3rd Anniversary dear :-)

Comment people

I love the fact that the readership to my blog has increased :-) but....I'd love to see comments...so people, plzzz get candid and tell me what you think of what you read!

It makes me want to write more crap!