So scattered... so beautiful...

Random thoughts

2009-01-05T15:49:00.001-06:00

Well, I am in the middle of work. But this tiny little thing keeps coming in my mind... and I HAVE to pen it down...

I really dint have to go through all that pain... whatever happened has happened... agreed, still... looking back at it today, I feel I made myself go through a lot more than required. Don't know if it was worth or not... I don't want to make an opinion about it NOW, when allz fine and beautiful. But yes, I really dint deserve that treatment, also I was not meant to be there!

Love is in the air

2008-10-12T17:06:00.003-05:00

"Want to fall in love again
Blame these colors
Why only with you
Though, is unknown!

Dancing in the wild and woods
Have let my heart go Boom
Hold my hand for once
And I will then, forever!"

You reading this?!

2008-06-18T02:58:00.007-05:00

It was the best conversation as always, the previous night. Not a slightest clue that the following dawn would change the whole life.... FOREVER. It was the beautiful person giving the ugliest news. How could it change so drastically..... wonder always! How could you decide to leave like that? Or were you forced to do so?! Whatever be it, it was not a pleasant thing for anyone and everyone who stood helpless seeing you go and may be for you too, who were set free.... but then, couldn't you wait until I hugged you for just one more time?!!!

Are you game for soccer?

2008-06-17T01:37:00.008-05:00

Following Euro 2008? I am not, actually. Not owning a television being the main reason. But came across a news snippet, and was dumb stuck after reading it....
"Austrian women top in topless soccer match"

Thought I read it wrong.... But gosh, no.... it WAS that!!! I went over the complete news coverage which began something like this:

"Whether it has any bearing on Monday's crunch Euro 2008 match between the two countries is debatable but Austria drew first blood on Sunday when their topless women's soccer team beat Germany 10-5."

Should I applaud the soccer sorority for their wonderful dare and bare performance? The players were hoping to be the morale boosters for their male counterparts.... Wow! Cheer leading has really come a long way, isn't it?! I am sure Mr.Mallya is following this to get a few tips ;) (Not that he requires them :P )

Desi-mela

2008-06-16T19:49:00.013-05:00

Late afternoon, open field, scorching sun, a small stall amongst a dozen more made of tarpaulin facing west, set up to raise funds for the development/renovation/extension of an already existing Sakthi Hanuman temple and beside the stall stands a beautiful silver colored brand new Lexus donated by a filthy rich devotee("getting rid of some black money" was the first thing which came to my mind, but then, I wont talk ill about anything or anyone now :P Fearing God :| ) - which will be given to the raffle winner, ticket priced at just $101 and money goes to the temple work....Phew!

Wondering what I am talking about?!! This was one of the scenes in the "Desi-mela" that was held in Frisco yesterday.... and why am I mentioning only this stall? Bcos I volunteered in the event.... Now, people who know me well will say "You.... and volunteering for a temple fund raising event? No ways".... But guys, trust me.... I did....the fact that I dint PLAN to do so explains my involvement in this activity. Lazy Sunday noon, I and my roomies decided to go to the mela since we were offered to and fro ride :) Reached there much prior to beginning of the event and thus found ourselves enrolling for the volunteering activity in greed for a free T-shirt which wasn't even that nice to look at.... a dirty yellow colored Western Union sponsored T-shirt :P And in no time some person randomly allotted work to us and put me in the 'DallasHanuman' store.... Hanuman was lucky or what :P ?! The temple is supported by Swami Sachidananda.... Hmmm.... Now, who's he? No idea. At least I don't have. Being a person who doesn't believe in Kaavi Veshadaris, it dint make much sense to me to get to know more about him.... no matter how much I read, I simply can't put this kind of people on par with the Supreme God.... Hanuman temple is nice.... but some swami associated with it, naaaa.... doesn't excite me. But still, I involved in the work and explained to many random visitors about how it is planned and all.... also had a pseudo(read, not-so-perfect) blue print of the proposed extension/development of the temple and the details giving an idea about how much it would cost to do so. $350,000 for the extension, this is one figure that I remember as of now.... and total amount which included several other details came up to around a whooping $750,000!!! I took a deep breath.... that's all I could do at the moment, dint have much time, for the people were coming to us to know more about it and give donations and also buy the raffle ticket. While doing the assigned work, I and one of my roomies - who ended up working for the same store, kept hydrating ourselves with coke and water and also munching spinach pakodas.... we were totally unprepared for this whole event, hadn't eaten properly before coming here. So we had no choice but to eat while looking after the store(pakodas were awesome though and the fresh coconut chutney which they gave along with it was simply amazing:)). Time passed by and we signed off....

It was all masty which followed later that evening, cheering small kids and adults who performed on stage and shook legs for some cool desi bollywood numbers.... and cursing a self acclaimed good singer who was screaming at the top of his voice every now and then, only adding to the noise pollution. Not to mention about his partner whose shrill voice could break anything near by her! Apparently, he was the DJ of the event (I am not a singer but hey, I also wouldn't go on stage and exhibit my karkasha dhwani (Horrible voice)) As my other roomie always says "Was he pathetic or was he pathetic?!!"

What made the evening so nice was the great Indian food that we got to eat(hog :P) Amazing it was and surprisingly not so dear on our pockets.... Helped ourselves generously with pakodas, papdi chat, masala dosa, samosa, joLa(desi butta...corn), Indian veg manchuri and fried rice... that's it :P This is what is known as eating like pigs, probably.... whoever cares about the calorie intake during such good times, right?!

It was a happy time for all of us.... but what occupied half of my mind(other half was set free to enjoy) was the the temple project.... $750,000.... nothing less. And this is being utilised to extend an existing temple!!!! If I convert this to INR, it's around Rs 3.07 Crore!!!! I am not an atheist, but then, I have never gotten the concept of spending so much of money to build a place to worship either. Every time I ask this question, does God really want us to do all this.... Especially when millions of people suffer from utter poverty?! People are dying of hunger and lack basic medical care. Many kids just dream about going to school while working as laborers.

What good will it do to us when we perform Ksheeraabhisheka, come out of the holy place and see people asking for alms where we leave our footwear?!

Utilize the same money to build shelter for the poor and needy, provide food, education and health care.... there are millions out there who will bless us thousand times more than Hanuman if we give them a day's meal.

Pls don't

2008-06-13T18:30:00.002-05:00

Don't call me or mail me
Don't scrap me or ping me
Just leave me alone
I am a depressed soul

Dil dance maare

2008-06-09T11:45:00.010-05:00

"White white face dheke dilwah beating fast sasura
Jaan se maare reeee eehhheeee
Aare
White white face dheke dilwah beating fast sasura
Jaan se maare re
Ohhhooo
White white face dheke
Aahh…
White white face dheke dilwah beating fast sasura
Jaan se maare re
Oh very… oh very…
Oh very happy in my heart
Dil dance maare re"

Initial reaction - "Holy shit, what were they even thinking while composing this...and they call it a song... Bollywood is going no where"

Then - "Hmmm.... music is catchy... a dance number.... I am sure it must be blaring in all parties and dance floors and people dancing as weirdly as these guys have in the movie"

After a while - "Lyric sucks but who cares.... wish I could come up with such a crap and make money"

Now - "This is cool and awesome in its own way"

These are my reactions for this song from Tashan.... the movie bombed in the box office but music caught everyone's attention.... including mine :P Some people, like the composers of this song, can throw any kind of shit, manage to get away with it, make money AND.... make millions of people listen to their crap... Isn't that cool?! I mean.... just listen to the lyrics.... what does it have to offer? Nothing.... Doesn't have anything to make a song a song!!!

Try this, put on your head phones/ear phones.... listen to some song by Gulzar or Javed Akthar and the likes.... and then, tune in to this one.... Amazing transition.... you will tend to get psychotic for a while.... eccentricity unexplained.... get entertained, feel recharged too and WOW... now you are tapping your leg and nodding your head for a weird desi dance number!!! Given a chance, you will get up from your desk or wherever you are sitting and try shaking your legs as well. After the momentary euphoria(yes, nothing less than that.... cos you are extremely happy hearing this song), as you get on with the day's routine, you keep humming "Dil daaance maare re" endlessly.... You just cant wait to listen to it again after going back home......in high volume :)

Tribute to Dad

2008-06-09T01:32:00.004-05:00

"Smile on my face, twinkle in my eyes,
Always I have when I look at you;
Must admit, my dear dad,
You are such a cool dude!

You held my hand and taught me walk,
Gave piggy back and brought me frock;
You played with me and got muddy,
To spend time with me, you are ever ready.

Your leaving for work would make me sad,
With all my pranks you never got mad;
Sat with me to write A-B-C,
Counted my fingers and said one-two-three.

Yummy Maggi you made as a great cook,
Fed me while I watched Jungle book;
Even today you are my super man and I, Alice in your wonderland,
And you give me all that you can as if my wish is your command.

You make me laugh from heart,
Be it with your silly jokes or that loud fart;
Many a times you put me to sleep with gentle caress,
And show me how much you care with your warm embrace.

You are the best gift from HIM ever since my birth,
I feel short of words to tell your worth;
Also my best friend philosopher and guide,
Someone in whom I can always confide.

With all my friends you simply gel,
In all age groups you fit so well;
You are the master of all arts,
I rate you top amongst all the stars.

You never cease to make me feel safe and secured,
And train me to face the world being matured;
Wonder what would become of me without you,
May be I would wander in life with no clue.

You are my hero and my man,
There is no doubt I am your fan;
What you don't know is how much I adore,
You are my God sent angel and I cant ask for more.

Dad-daughter relation is the best in world, I must say,
I know you are with me, come whatever may;
Unconditional is your love and so true,
Hey dad, give me one more hug cos I love you too! "

Wrote this to mark the celebration of Father's Day.... this is to my Dad-The Best :)

Break free

2008-06-03T11:13:00.002-05:00

"In the middle of no where,
While learning to act and dare;

Weird thoughts can make your mind wander,
On such things don't ever ponder;

Be on guard and stay alert,
It's no time for being a flirt;

Forget wasting any time,
Procrastination wont get you a dime;

Break free from the entrapment,
Know that it's subtle and not very apparent."

Now.... Let me take a break :)

Oh! Why?

2008-06-03T08:49:00.004-05:00

"Sitting up above,
Tuning me to love,
HE sent this guy,
Can I ask HIM why?!

Led care free life,
Oh my! Until I met him,
Then the cupid struck,
To get me swayed by whim.

Sweet silly thoughts,
Hovered me always,
All days I spent,
By being restless."

Gosh.... I am on a roll today.... bombarding the page with such things. Phew!

In love with you

2008-06-03T06:12:00.008-05:00

"A droplet rolled to earth,
Spreading a sweet scent,
Is it the wet soil of first shower,
Or the fragrance of you.

Felt a soft caress,
Finding myself smiling lightly,
Is it the cool breeze,
Or the gentle touch of you.

Saw beautiful hues around,
Blossoming flowers and tender leaves,
Is it a dream land,
Or am I in love with you?!"

Wow, am I in full spirits to showcase my poems today or what?!
First two lines are direct copy from someone important who hadn't completed it yet and then I attempted to do so.

Waiting

2008-06-03T06:06:00.004-05:00

"Next time when we meet,
Don't be surprised,
For I may be looking like crazy,
Doubts I've of retaining my sanity.

Next time when we meet,
Don't be surprised,
For I may be speechless,
Doubts I've of being able to converse.

Next time when we meet,
Don't be surprised,
For I may be just looking at you,
Doubts I've of being able to see anything else.

Next time when we meet,
Don't be surprised,
For I may have moist eyes laughing with you,
Doubts I've of controlling my happiness.

Next time when we meet,
Don't be surprised,
For I may be reluctant to depart,
Doubts I've of being able to live without you..."

Ummmm....
Well, this is one more of my poetic ventures.... penned down long back.

Feeling complete

2008-06-03T05:58:00.004-05:00

"Engrossed in your thoughts,
Living with a hope,
Dreams I carry.

Missing the shared moments,
Wishing you were here,
Castles I build.

Looking at the lanes walked together,
Smiling quietly from within,
Happiness I find.

Sitting at place we frequented,
Grabbing a bite,
Filled I feel.

Talking to you ever,
Fighting while playing,
Kid I become.

Seeing you beside,
Loving you endlessly,
Complete I feel.

Falling in your divine love,
Glowing from inside,
Refreshed I get.

Stretching the arms wide,
Wanting to embrace my love,
For you I long..."

Wrote this a few years back, this was my very first poem :)
No room for critics... you can leave comments though :P

Notions

2008-05-31T20:13:00.005-05:00

Love is in the air....everywhere. Courtship season is coming to an end.... time to get promoted.... to climb up the ladder of commitment and say those strong words "I do!" Shower of blessings from everyone and heart felt good wishes for happy and prosperous marital life. A season of change to remember for life time... for most of my pals back home:)

Scene is totally different for my friends here in the other part of the world.... Love is no where to be seen.... bunch of folks saying, "Yaar, kitna mushkil hein to find 'The one'.... there is a drought of nice guys/gals here in the US... if they exist, then they are already taken or married!!!" Every single person I have met here, has said this at least once.... And, let me not miss to add.... I agree to this ALWAYS.

Recently I came to know that people expected certain things from me and think that I am kinda person who must be into something from some time with 'some one' for sure and if I said anything else deviating from this fact, it was totally false. A few days back while I was chatting with a friend, she threw this question "So who is it?" and she was sure about the existence of that particular 'who' though she dint know who that who was! Learning that I have no one as such she said "I can't believe that you went to US for studies and did just that - studies!!!" Now, is that supposed to be a compliment because that gave a notion that all I did was study or was she sympathizing me because I had/have no one or did I ever give an impression that I am a gal who cant be unassociated with anyone?!!! I had not recovered from this so-called casual conversation with her about what-am-I-doing-here topic, my all-I-want-is-your-happiness aunt tossed the same question in somewhat different way "helamma parvagilla yaradu antha.... naanu oppisthini nim ammanna" (it's OK tell me who it is.... I will talk to your mom and convince her) It was not going to stop there.... couple of more friends, out of blue, met me online for chatting and shot the same question! Was it just a coincidence or did they all happen to meet up together somewhere under the sky and spoke about me???

Whatever it is... I got a reputation to maintain.... a tough one, that too :|

One month baby

2008-05-27T21:43:00.003-05:00

Gee.... it's been a month since I started blogging :D

Feels good reading and rereading my own writings. I thought I will start this as just a time pass.... but now blogging really makes me feel relaxed. Is it because I now have vent to a few thoughts that I carry or plain pleasure of having to write something on my own about some abstract thing or what ever I feel anytime?! Or is it because I can give crap shit in public and manage to get away with it too :) ?!!!

Dunno the reason, I don't even care to know :P

Bengaluru.... I am coming

2008-05-24T14:57:00.005-05:00

"New Bengaluru International Airport takes off" Wow! I am thrilled. Everybody who have had the experience to fly from the old HAL airport would agree, tiny little base, the passenger and check in lounges just a little bigger or may be as big as the Main Bus Stand lounge. Shivaji Nagar bus stand was more spacious than this (I won't insult Kempegowda Bus NildaaNa by comparing it to the airport). Was there anything else other than Cafe Coffee Day?!!! Good for nothing duty free shops.... that too only a couple of them. And if your flight got delayed, you would get hell-on-earth-i-cant-take-it-anymore experience, free of cost. Flight coming late wouldn't be as big an issue as using the rest room, you would do anything not to use the one in passenger lounge. You would pray all Gods for the in time arrival of flight, cos though you can wait, your nature call cannot. I wonder why Infosys dint think of sponsoring at least half a dozen Sulab Shauchalaya in the airport!!! How could they forget it?!

Well, the road which leads to the new airport may not be all that good as of now, but I am sure it will be. Also, the old airport route was also not that great either.... Ever tired to beat the peak hour traffic from Majestic to Airport?!!!

Oh man, I just cant wait to land in Bengaluru now.... first of all I am desperate to go home, upon that, the inaugural of new airport....What am I waiting for?!!!

Mom.... I am coming :D

Ping me please

2008-05-23T22:14:00.002-05:00

Friday night is when I get the feeling "Nobody wants me".... Because that is when I get the severe urge to connect with all my pals back home, dunno for what reason.... I mean, why only Friday?!!! I reach this stage where I start feeling that I haven't spoken to any of my friends for ages.... I will be dying to tell them what happened over the week (it doesn't matter even if have just done nothing worth talking about), want to ask who is getting engaged, whose marriage is fixed, who broke up with whom (I don't specifically ask this question, the conversation somehow leads to this also), who met whom, what are they doing in life, what are others doing in life, which Kannada movie is released, talk about good old school and college days, blah blah blah.... This is the night when I keep my status in all instant messengers as "Available".... just hoping some friend will ping me.... But nah.... no luck. They are just as lazy as anyone who wouldn't want to do anything during weekends except eat-sleep-shit-eat-sleep.... or nobody wants to spend hard earned money to come and chat with me.... everyone needs free internet connection.... and this is possible only during weekdays when they go for work. Che.... how mean.... I hate this no-work-during-weekends funda in India :P

The un-named

2008-05-22T03:09:00.005-05:00

Here it is

"How much you were missed,
I never told you;
Come in my arms,
Oh baby, I want to hold you.

Many a days,
I spent just dreaming;
Of you and me,
With love filled eyes beaming.

Lonely sleepless nights,
Now a thing of past;
You are here beside me,
I am glad at last."

I have not given any title to this yet. Wish I could dedicate this to someone :P

NimhaLLi huDgi - Bhaaga ondu

2008-05-21T07:18:00.007-05:00

Adyaake innge yochne maaDiya.... NimmaLLi uDgi (NimhaLLi huDgi) yaaru anta.... Naaneya adu... ooru keri desa buttu americake bandkooTleya naanenu ee biLi jirLe aadena.... illa, namaLLi marthena?!! eeyh sumkiru mattey.

Bo disa agittu nam janad kooTe madtaDi.... adkeya ivattu bande, pursott maDkandu....

Sakagogayte noD nangi oornake.... oorenta bantu, ee desdage ya.... nam jana yaaru kanakilla anthini.... nam desadavru sigthare, illa annakilla.... nam ooravru, nammaLLi avru.... byada.... yaradra nam kannadavru sikbarden heLmattey? tho.... ondu narpiLLeynu illa sutth-mutta.... naan modlidd ooru, phlarida, alli onderad mandi idru nodu.... bekandaga alley eschool naage sikki ondasttottu mathadthidde.... illa avre nan aTTitava baroru... kelvsati naane ohguve... ee oornago, yaaru gurtu parchaya ill noDu.... keluvsati antuva bo sankTa agytayte... esT kita bari englis naage Tass-puss annava.... illa hindi yaagee "ka re kaisa hein" antha mataDava.... nangu nam bhasheyaga aaga eega mataDana ansakilva?! yettakaDe noDdru andra hyakLu kaNsthave.... nam oornavu...uuuhooo.....yaru illa. talkeTT gobra adaga noDid chitraneya mattey mattey noDthini.... monne antuva advaana... haLLiyage ond kitanuve aa Kasinath chitra noDirlilla.... illig bandu aa moodevi chitranu noDange agivni.... yaavdu antha maDiya, "Anantana Avanthara".... hyaLLakku nachke aytayte.... yeno kivi salpa tampaatu aTTeya. Yaradra namooravr sikkudre oTtge kuthkanDu ond dina yavdadro picturre noDbodu, oTTge aNNovra cinemano illa ambrish cinemano.... hosa chitra yavdu yaav website naagu uploadey agirakilla.... CD/DVD nu sigakilla.... nangu huDki huDki sakaagogbuTTate.... oTTig kotu nakkanDu keke haakanDu matadkanDu kala kaLiyad adeTT channagirthayte alva :) Andageya, ningenadro Milana, GaaLipaTa, Mussanje Maatu chitradu CD/DVD sikre koDu, illa andre website linkna post maaDu.... maribyaDa mattey...

Nam vaTaardaage bengLooru inda bandiro ondu samsara ayte.... eege ondkita sanje nadkanD barthirbekadre aa manyaaru avra mommagLanna karkonDu aaTa aDthidru.... nam bhasyage matadthidanna keLi naane parchayanu maDkanDe.... amyake aasami pattene illa.... naanu ondu minsa maatu katenageya yenyeno kansu kanDbutte :( Yen kansu anthiya? eyy.... yeno ondina manyage karitare.... mudde-soppsaaru ooTa uNNakke antha. yella Tussu. Byasra maaDkanDre yen siktayte.... paapa, avru kelsakk hogavru, yen maaDyaru.

Nodava.... innu ond salpa dina ille irbekagayte.... aa maademalleswaran krupe inda adrushTa kulaaystada anta....

Bedtime prayer

2008-05-21T01:19:00.005-05:00

Here it goes:

"Oh Dear Lord, Here I come at the end of the day;
Bless me with loads of work and money, I pray.

Let not my mind wander far away;
From all the tasks that I must not stray.

Neat growth curve is what I want of my career;
To sweat blood I do not fear.

Keep me going with good health;
Clubbed with peace of mind and amassing great wealth.

Real estate rate in Bangalore is on soar;
Nothing beautiful comes for less than a crore.

My humble appeal is for a driving wheel;
In the form of a comfortable automobile.

Present me with a sensible and intelligent guy;
Pleasant journey of life with a companion, please don't deny.

With all my requests, I am only being futuristic;
Oh Lord, I swear I am realistic.

Amen"

Snippet

2008-05-18T03:46:00.004-05:00

Once again, I'm 'Owl-ing', which means 'Wide awake for no reason'. Reading a few lines by Gulzar... here is one of those

"Kahein Kisi Roz Youn Bhi Hota
Hamari Halet Tumhari Hoti
Jo Raat Ham Ney Guzari Mar Key
Woh Raat Tum Ney Guzari Hoti"

Don't remember if I have heard this song before or not... but the lines are making me drift...

Anyways, how does this word sound "Owl-ing"? I just coined it :P... so apt for the situation.

A boring weekend

2008-05-17T20:26:00.008-05:00

"Life of a mid twenties lass is so hep n happening", I read it somewhere. Really?!! I wonder. I AM in my mid 20s and a gal no doubt... yet no 'jhinktak' things happening in my life... I am not talking of doing something worth making it to page 3 of TOI (I know I'm not in India) but I'm independent and can go anywhere I want, do whatever I want to do... still, look at me, all I'm doing here is lie lazily on the floor with a pillow to support my back, making use of one of the addictive inventions of mankind... laptop, hitting on keyboard aimlessly (not exactly)... constantly sipping coffee/juice/water/coke though not exactly in the same order... Sometimes I wish he had never invented internet, whoever it was... it just gives way for lazy buggers like me to procrastinate more and more.

Calvin & Hobbes gave me good company for most part of the day today so far... cried and laughed aloud simultaneously while reading them, managing not to choke myself to death. Ah... that was refreshing I must say. Finished one whole book, for C&H freaks like me, I read 'C&H - Something Under The Bed is Drooling' and now feeling tempted to open yet another series. Some voice behind me... literally yelling... 'DO SOMETHING CONSTRUCTIVE, YOU LAZY GOOSE'... a spoil sport... that's the 'L'il Me' which constantly polices the way I deal with myself. But then... it's weekend you see... and they don't count unless you spend them doing something completely pointless. Is it not contradicting the statement that a young girl's life should be full of LIFE.. rocking?!

Uff.... this 'L'il Me' makes me think too much... but it's not gonna get my piece of brain... definitely not on a Saturday, so I ward her off. It's too late now, my roomies have already left for the evening stroll, some of them jog until they feel they are about to die because of breathlessness and some walk until their legs give up... Oh, it's getting dark also, nothing interesting will be happening at this time in the nearby Gandhi Park... so why even bother about dragging myself out of this place. In a few minutes they all will be back.... I have taken enough rest in the day time.... I guess I will be productive enough to work in the night... "COMPLETE THAT GOD DAMN ASP.NET STUFF YOU MORON" shouts this stupid kill-joy, the L'il Me... Arrrgggggggg X-( I spoke about being productive a bit too soon.

Her fury

2008-05-12T20:10:00.003-05:00

Cyclone earthquake tornado etc etc etc... wrath of mother nature... too much to bear by the mortal souls.

Have been reading news related to all this since so many years... happening all around the world. Dreadfully true, nothing is in our hands. Neither birth and death nor anything that happens in between these two stages of life. Still, we manage to live as though we are in full control it. Design, develop, execute and test... I wish life were that simple. Heck.

A catastrophe occurs and it will seem like life has come to a standstill or that's the end... we mourn for a day, if the effect is more, may be for a few days... and then, life goes on. Certain things we continue to remember and some we blissfully forget. It's so strange right... I mean, the way nature has made all of us... all these changes occur in a same person... if he/she is stubborn to change, nature will create situations which will impose the necessary changes.

Everything is so certainly uncertain. Having realised this, I will give my best in everything I do and will cherish all relationships I have with people around me and continue to love all. I may not be alive tomorrow to tell them that I love them a lot and hug them... Hugs and kisses to all :) :-*

Handwriting on toss

2008-05-12T06:02:00.006-05:00

This is taking me no where... absolutely no where. Taken two tablets that warn of causing severe drowsiness... result... I'm wide awake! And writing this blog. Sigh.

Coming on to talk about writing, I have realised that my handwriting off late looks like crap... thanks to the key board. Not that I had great handwriting or something before, but it was neat, legible and a presentable one. I am sure there are many people who agree with me... severe damage is caused to ones handwriting because of excessive typing... sad thing is, it has affected my Kannada handwriting in more profound way... I was writing a letter(the conventional one, with pen and paper, not email) to one of my friends back home in Kannada... writing a snail mail is fun and I have always enjoyed doing it thoroughly.... but this time, it was more of an exercise(read torture) to me... trying badly to have a grip on pen... and not to mention the awkward curves that I managed to draw (Kannada has curvaceous script)

"Dear P****, hegiddiye? Tumba dina agittu kagda bardu obrige obru... blah blah blah...." (Dear P****, how are you doing? Its been so long since we wrote to each other... blah blah blah...)

Damn, it is so easier to type than write! I felt sick about myself... Half way through the writing, I decided to switch to English... just hoping that it would be a bit easier... Naaaah, I was proved wrong again. Spelling mistakes... Oh God... I wonder how I passed my courses all the way in my primary and high school... it's so easy to just use a word processor and run the spell check. But hello, I dint have a computer or type writer before. Was making use of god gifted hands finely and was good in the spellings department as well.

May be it's time for people like me to hit the nearest book shop and buy four-line ruled books to start writing 'copy-writing' daily again.

Up all night

2008-05-11T08:54:00.004-05:00

I have acquired some deadly disease which leads to my staying up every night like an owl... I have become Insomniac! Is it due to some deficiency, the food that I eat... something that I drink... or air that I breath?!! This definitely can't be genetic... at least in my case, everyone at home is blessed with good sleep!!! Gosh... owl sleeps in the day time. I'm even worse.

My whole biological clock is getting affected and I fear I will undergo mutation... don't ask me why I'm even getting this idea. It's so horrible... I don't have any reason to be up like this... I don't work in a call center, I'm not a gurqa or something equivalent of it here in the US, I don't have a boyfriend to keep talking with all through the night, not a night gazer who would get lucky and discover an unknown planetary system in some other galaxy... AND... I don't do productive work through out the night. I just stay awake... as simple as that. Now you may ask, how pathetic can it get!

I tried many things to set right this... counted sheep... got to bed at proper time with my laptop shut down... tried exercising(brisk walking)... worked through out the day and got myself stressed out... all in vain. Even hot bath before sleeping is doing no good.

There was a time when I felt 24hrs a day is not enough for sleeping...Sigh! Sleep eludes me... :(

Dirty buggers

2008-05-09T15:49:00.005-05:00

Some people are just straight from the Jungle... when I say this... I MEAN it...

These days I am so pissed off because of a few things... untidiness of some people around me is just adding to my frustration. No... I am not one of those people with severe OCDs like the character in Krazzy4... but basic hygiene around my place is what I expect... Kitchen is NOT a "kesuru gadde"... neither an autopsy room nor a botany lab. It's a place to cook... like a civilized human being... we aren't living in cave age dammit. I don't give a damn even if people sleep in shit, but don't bring it near me. Go to your private place... have fun... I know pigs love swampland.

Harmonious chaos

2008-05-02T18:29:00.003-05:00

A tract of grassland in an upland area near Jefferson Park is haven for the 'unseasoned but wild'.

The sojourners display unity in diversity. Tolerance towards each others' culture, language, nature and also indifferences. Such a place is where ones patience is put to test, temperament is questioned, flexibility to adapt to the extreme conditions is known. There are no written rules to 'patrol' your behavior. You make them. You follow them.

I am only glad that there's an unseen harmony amidst chaos.

Bumper bahumana

2008-04-30T05:26:00.005-05:00

The update I got from my employer today has brought in some relief to me... no prizes for the correct guess if you know me personally. Kids come here for higher studies with so much of aspiration and hope that they will achieve success in things they do. Work towards a better life while still being better human beings. Stakes are very high... for many, its their parents' sweat... it has been nothing less for me too.

Slog in the school... earn your bread... if you are fortunate enough, will also get funding through out the coursework. And then you graduate... Hurray!!! Mission accomplished... well, it's too early to say that. You go on to give interviews, get placed and then comes the time to attain work authorization... it just doesn't mean stamping on a piece of paper for many... it brings along with it several things... chance to pay your credit cards dues, to pay back the rent you owe your roommates, clearing education loan you took and most importantly, peace of mind for parents back home, for now their kid is in a state to look after himself/herself... basically on the way to settlement.

How will you feel if you wake up one fine morning and see yourself gambling... no, you aren't in Vegas dah'lin. You are letting some stupid random number generator decide your career path, it's as simple as that! Oh let's not forget, you haven't bought a single 'Vijaylakshmi Dasara lottery ticket' to win the 'Bumper bahumana' till date!!! Should have bought them... Shit... S-H-I-T. Ouch... this should be just a nightmare, lets go back to sleep!!! Ha ha ha... if only you and I were just having this dreadful dream and nothing else.

Looks like the "grahagathi" were in my favour and I got lucky and won the lottery... WOW!!! But what about rest of the people who dint make it... what about their hard work... is their no value for a person's intelligence and his capability to excel...?!!!!

Frustrating.... yes, it is!

Walking down the memory lane

2008-04-29T03:09:00.005-05:00

# A bunch of kids aged between 7-9yrs are playing Memory Test. They are choosing a place to arrange all collectibles each one of them got. N and M are always late, finally they come. Then all look at them for less than a minute, quickly go out of that place and start making a list of the items in a sheet. A smart chap listed good number of items to win the prize... pen pencil, fancy eraser, Cadbury's diary milk! Entry fee for the contest... Rs.2!

# Its Wimbledon tournament time and the match is getting more and more exciting at the Hassan Bassatti Koppal Center Court. Graff vs Sales in finals. Neither of them is giving up, first set was a tie breaker, but then the talented Graff with her super powerful racket goes on to win! Takes home the Bronze Saraswati Wall Plate which decked her Veranda wall all the time, she is all smiles :) (Previous matches being Sabateni vs Graff and Sanchez Vicario Vs Sales)

# It's almost 6 in the evening, time for Sharda to come back home. D and S are eagerly waiting for their dear friend to return from the day's work, cattle grazing. D and S wondering where does she take the cattle anyway, there isn't any green field in the vicinity. Yhooo.... here she comes... with her buffaloes... they walk so gracefully... Wow! D and S run towards her, just cant wait to hop on the huge mammal and take the evening "buffalo ride"....."Hhurrrah hhurrrah... eyh eyh... hhurrr... Shardaaaaa, you should carry two bamboo sticks... see D took it today and I don't have one... che!"

# Its around 8pm, D and S are coming back home watching "Nanjundi Kalyana", D's uncle is a nice guy to take them for the show. The movie is awesome, remarks D and S agrees totally.
S: Wow... drinking must be so much fun, right?
D: Yessssss :D I never knew one could dance while drunk!
D: Che, we don't have whiskey :(
S: But we can sing song and dance like Malashri... what say?!
D and S together: Eeyyyyyyyyhhhhhh!!!
D: Wait I will bring water bottle from home...
S: I will adjust with a "loTa", I'll come soon...
S rushes out of the house singing and 'walk-dancing' with a water filled 'loTa' in the gulli towards D... "OLage seridare gunDu....hick......huDugi aguvaLu ganDu....hick"
S to D, who is now standing still with water bottle: Why the hell aren't you dancing?!
D is giving that innocent smile.... signaling S to turn back....
Ooops... it's S's mom... RUUUUUNNNNNNN...

Quarter-life Crush

2008-04-28T05:31:00.005-05:00

What's it between a mid 20s woman and mid 40s man anyway?!!! Is there a scientific explanation available anywhere which can enlighten me about the weird behavioral changes that occur in some of the young women when they bump into some mid 40s men?!!! (Yes, I am more concerned about knowing what's happening at woman's end at this point of time) Why does the stupid cupid even strike in the first place when it knows the age difference is much more than 20 yrs...?!!!

Before your mind drifts and starts thinking about some marriage wrecking idea a girl might be having and all, let me make it clear that it's got nothing do with that... no bitchy behavior here.

I used to hear and/or read from girls about their crushes on men much older than themselves many a times and would outrightly say that it was so foolish/insane, just until I came across this professor in my university during my first semester of my Masters degree...

Greek god...that's what I consider him as... :P It wasn't love... it wasn't infatuation... it wasn't even hero worship kind of thing... it was a CRUSH... a super duper major one that too... No, I did not fancy marrying him or leading my life with him or even dating him... Nowhere close to being emotional also. Whenever I saw him, my jaws would drop, would go breathless, would keep looking at him and become still... no, I wouldn't even blink my eyes... but every time involuntarily some how successfully managed to give a 'perfect classic foolish' look to him. I would keep singing through out the day with a stupid smile on my face... I was literally ga-ga over him!

I thought, after the semester my craziness would lessen, but it only got worse... to the extent that he became the topic of discussion amongst us most of the time, with me talking in favour of him or just about him every time and my much annoyed and helpless roomies questioning my mental stability every time I behaved crazy in front of them (They consider him paralytic... :P). A thought came to my mind which said "Hey, express your crush(there by explaining why I used to have that stupid look whenever I saw him) in more profound way by sending a bunch of scarlet roses after graduation"... a desire which was later curbed by the reality that I would be graduating without a job and spending hard earned money so foolishly would further question my sanity.

Now that I am out of school(also being out of his sight), I feel it was just his intelligence which drew me towards him... But then, most of the profs ARE intelligent, aren't they? Then why doesn't it happen with all...

Do I still feel crazy and stupid and behave as a mentally challenged person even today when I see him on my university web page? The answer is "OH YEAH... :D :) :P "

The proceedings of the class and the processes he talked about, would randomly get inside my brain... good enough to goof up the course work!

It's still not too late

2008-04-28T00:07:00.000-05:00

I was telling an important person in my life the other day that my life is scattered in all possible ways... and I sounded as if I was nearing the end of the world... shucks... that was pathetic... how can I even say that? It may seem to be true...but, is it going to be like this forever?!!! Nah...

It was at this time of realization that a sentence echoed and came out strong within me... 'It's still not too late...' for anything/everything in life... to make it more better more beautiful more pleasant... It also meant that it's never too late to make relationships better/work/solidify between every individual; to reconnect with people; to resume things that were left undone or we just stopped doing because it wasn't going anywhere at that point or so it seemed; or to start something new as well :)

Life is beautifully scattered...

White lies

2008-04-27T19:37:00.000-05:00

There is lot to learn from the 'interests expressed' in the matrimony sites... White lies... that's one of the things!

Person X expresses interest to person Y, after reading through the profile, without giving much importance to the "looks"... X doesn't have picture in the profile... leaving it hidden cos X doesn't want every tom dick and harry to see the pic... Y accepts and requests for photo, at the same time sends phone number also to initiate talks... wow, so soon and so nice :) and then after 3 days, Y gets to see X cos the permission is given to view the picture... then... BOOM... Y realizes that horoscopes MUST match :P as if it wasn't let known before itself, apparently the Stars and Raasi don't match ... He He He... No wonder matches are made in heaven... :)

For all those like Y... take a break... grow up!

Celebration

2008-04-27T18:11:00.001-05:00

It was my folks' wedding anniversary yesterday... hence the celebration time.

What if I am not at home, what if they aren't here, what if I can't get to see them on those special days... they are always with me... supporting me... cheering me... encouraging, guiding and loving me. So, talking over phone is also good enough at times... and I have always celebrated their D-day and feel great to have such lovely folks. So did I yesterday also... made my mom's fav 'shavige payasa' and dadz fav 'bonda', it was a treat for my roomies and myself :)

Loved ones at home were sad, cos dad wasn't present physically yesterday at home... had it been the usual case, hell would have broken loose :P with a few utensils thrown with at most cosmic rhythm in the kitchen and hot fumes coming out of the Lady's nose and ears... but this time, nothing of that sort happened...and well, it will never happen in lifetime again!

But what will not stop happening is, the celebration... for they both are always beside me, in my best and worst times...

People, celebrate every occasion that is associated with your family, don't get bogged down if they are not with you in person anymore...

First Ever....

2008-04-27T16:50:00.000-05:00

After amusing myself reading many people's blog from a long time, I decided it's time for me to start writing one... not that I am a great writer or have anything great to share with... Just that I've realized that I talk too much with myself these days...and don't keep a track of things I tell myself! Also, isn't it cool to write :)
So, here I go....