2011 in review
02 Jan 2012 Leave a Comment
The WordPress.com stats helper monkeys prepared a 2011 annual report for this blog.
Here’s an excerpt:
A San Francisco cable car holds 60 people. This blog was viewed about 2,200 times in 2011. If it were a cable car, it would take about 37 trips to carry that many people.
Words of wisdom
17 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
in Blah BLAH, Married, words of wisdom
The less you see of the husband the better it is for you and the marriage.
Marriage?! … no not for me
09 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
in Blah BLAH, Married, Uncategorized
A trend i am seeing among my friend community for a while now … ‘I am too young for marriage’; ‘Its too early for me to marry’; ‘I havent found the perfect girlfriend/ boyfriend.’
It’s not true for few of my friends but a whole truck load of them falling in the age group of 25-29. This category is earning, independent, living with the parents and spending money and time on pursuits like drinking/ dancing. The wtbyf (Want to be Young Forever) category.
wtbyf , has too many options, too much dissatisfaction and too much of wanting more, wanting something better and never (never ever) loosing faith that there is something great just waiting round the corner.
I have been in close contact with wtbyf, in fact I was one of them about two years back. But now when I look from the outside on whats going on in the inside I am able to ascertain few facts that i feel are the reason for this constant discomfort with the present life and then not wanting to improve on life right now, with the given options.
A kind of freeze frame where wtbyf are unable to do anything concrete and feel helpless constantly.
So what is the root of the problem? It is Money?
Just like when you enter a coffee shop and you can choose between a Cappuccino/ Latte/ Shot/Cold Coffee and what not. Here you are wanting to get a groom/ bride (better put a life partner) and you want options and you want to dissect them to feel sure that this will last for a lifetime. and when it does not fit the picture in your head you realise you want to keep looking and so you do …you look again, with few lessons learnt and you look and again it doesnt fit that picture in your head… so you look again
In the process you turn 32 and realise that you have no options except for more 32+ like you (who realise it is too late too) or the 25-28 category who can’t give two hoots about you.
All I am saying is stop looking and stop pursuing cause how long will you?
You have got to stop now and feel the breeze that is blowing right now and catch hold of that one person who is offering you a hand for life. Take a chance, take that risk and hopefully walk together in the sunset holding hands.
(Dedicated to my friend Gauri. Advice for Gau – don’t look so hard just decide once for all and trust me it will be all right)
Next entry – Is marriage the solution? lol
Dieting makes me suicidal
04 Jan 2011 Leave a Comment
I have been on a diet for a month now.
It is the worst thing that has happened to me lately.
My romance with food is over for good and I doubt if i can ever have a piece of cake without counting the calories.
I doubt if I will ever enjoy the sheer joy of biting into a mac donalds burger with the mayo oozing out from the sides.
Or even enjoy the simple innocent joy of ice cream (chocolate/ mango/ leechee).
I will never experience the casual munching of butter coated popcorns while watching a movie, without the sack of guilt attached to it.
Or even a ‘Death by chocolate’ cake slice without killing myself first.
I dont think i can ever be proud of finishing every morsel on my plate.
The freedom to stop for chaat/ on the roadside is not there anymore.
No waffles smeared with butter and maple syrup. (no no no… sob)
No chocolate chip muffins. No hot chocolate fudges. No Toblerone bars. No cookies. No chips and dip.
Nooo
My dietician has killed the simple innocent pleasure of eating.
I dont think it will ever be the same again. Not ever.
Sheeesh
09 Jul 2010 Leave a Comment
Men and Butts.
What is it with that combination? I cant figure it out.
Incident in the morning that triggerd this thought process.
Place: Office
Time: 12ish
I was helping out a colleague and trying to guide him through a complicated database. For that I had to bend a bit on his laptop, with ofcourse my derrière at face level of the guy sitting next to the colleague.
So here i am taking him through this complicated database and for some reason i turn back and spot two of the supposedly cute men in our team checking my derrière out.
And as i catch them looking, both of them (as if in a choregraphed dance move) look to their laptops, with a grin on their face.
Leaving me confused as to ‘what was that about’?
And then hits me ‘… oh ghosh …. its butty business’
To – ‘Sheeessshhhh what is that behaviour’
And then ofcourese – ‘Not bad .. you were being checked out !’
Alllright SB … u still have it!
The times they are a changing
19 Feb 2010 Leave a Comment
in Confused, Experiences, Its a pain, Life, Married Tags: Married
I was postponing it for as long as I can remember.
Making excuses for not going ahead with it … silly incoherent excuses.
I felt so strongly against it that after a point of time people believed them in my excuses.
Though I had this nagging feeling in my head, that said – “You know better”
It troubled me to think that my life would include such a thing. Some might say it is practical and thats all that should matter.
But for me it signified something completely else.
The ‘it’ here being refered to here is the Steel Utensils Hanger, a huge one for that.
Which is supposedly very useful in the kitchen as it serves the dual purpose of having utensils being stacked neatly and their drying process after the wash.
‘That’ thing still pisses me off, I try not to look at it when I enter the kitchen, I avoid contact.
But it is there in my face with its hugeness and steel practicality.
I still don’t know why I got it hung, maybe i will get used to liking it.
But as of now, its an eye sore for me and all it reminds me of is the practicality of domestication. The various nuances that Indian women adopt to make life easier for themselves.
After I got it hung up, I felt like a “true” Indian housewife.
For the year plus that I have been married, I felt there was that something that is missing, something that truly truly makes me a wife. And the huge steel utensils hanger pretty much was it.
Stopping myself from tearing it off and throwing it down the 7th floor.
Stop … just breathe! … Its allright.
Office idiocy
29 Jan 2010 2 Comments
in Blah BLAH, Experiences, Its a pain, Life, Office, Work
More than the fact that I have to turn up to office everyday, I find the following very annoying about office:
1. When people write the email in the subject of the mail.
Some people will say it is short and crisp, I say it is a waste of an email.
2. Standing in Q to get your coffee/ print outs/ food
3. The forced 2 minute friendly conversation before you ask for a favor.
Jut get to the point people!
4. Getting multiple approvals to get a pen drive issued to you. (!!??)
5. The HR not knowing about HR issues, and diverting you to absolutely random people.
6. Friday night outs that spill over to Saturday afternoons, with no relief on Monday
7. My boss who needs to be worshiped constantly.
Emo about Chips
30 Dec 2009 Leave a Comment
in Blah BLAH, Chips, Its a pain, Life
I realised yesterday how emo I am about my packet of chips.
It was a cold cold night. Delhi winters are tough on some people. I was returning home after a 12 hour shift at work. Had started at 8:00 am and was going home around 8:30pm. It was dark.
I was contemplating between suicide and mass murder. Mass murder was gaining mileage as we approached the corner bakery. I usually visit this bakery to pick up stuff for home, its convenient and stocks most of the stuff i need.
In the bakery, while i was roaming about searching for something to fill in the emotional gap, my struggling quest to quit, my had-a-bad-day-need-a-break-feeling-awful-need-something feeling…. I spotted the Chips section.
There they were all neatly stacked on the top most rack, displayed to attract innocent eyes of people … like me, alluring me to pick them up and munch my sorrows away. So i did just that I picked Bingo, Cheese Balls and ofcourse you-can-never-go-wrong-with-them Kurkure! 
Oh lala
Ahhhh what bliss I felt! The satisfaction of knowing that while I go munch munch, my worries of the day will get carried away in these deep fried, masala flavoured, totally unhealthy but tasting awesome chips.
Armed with my munchies, there I was heading home, feeling a bit better. All I wanted was my chips and my Cosmopolitan / M&B and my bed to curl up in.
But husband had other plans…. He had plans and wanted them executed … and he tried … repeatedly… on and on.
I persisted … resisted … ignored … but couldn’t stop him and then he did the unthinkable, while I muched a few, he snatched my pack and told me to eat healthy and go eat my dinner instead, followed by a 15 min lecture on health and other issues….
All i could think was Are you fucknig kidding me!?? Do you know where I have just been from?! And F U!
And that was it … my second emo outburst at unsuspecting husband. Dont feel sorry for him though. Whatever.
A note to remember
13 Dec 2009 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: promise
2010 is my year … mine and mine only …. to work like crazy for what I want and achieve it this year.
People behaviour in office
11 Nov 2009 Leave a Comment
in Blah BLAH, Experiences, Life, Office, Work
There is something that I have figured out in my long association with submitting reports to my seniors and getting them checked.
The aim of the study is to find the best time to get your reports checked.
For my study I have divided the day into three time zones -
1. Morning – Just in, raring to go, destructive mode
2. Afternoon – Just after Lunch, laid back mode
3. Evening – Stressed, eager to complete work and leave
And I have experienced all these time zones first hand!
Submitting a report in the morning, when your manager has just come in and is raring to go, is all pumped up and is in the I will achieve everything mode, is not a very good idea. invariably he will look at your report and tear it into pieces. He will want to change everything. The concept, the idea, the formatting, content everything. Not a very good time for report submission
Submitting a report in the Afternoon, just after lunch when your manager saunters in with that content feeling of had lunch, is satisfied. His/ her body is going into relax mode, he wants to now get a nap or two on his desk. He wants to take it easy, this is when you go and show him the report. There will be hardly any changes, he will be happy with it, might even congratulate you on a job well done.
Submitting a report in the Evening, when he is hassle, people are gnawing at him for his attention. He wants to complete that report that he has been working on for a while and wants to go home. There is just too much of stuff to do and then you come it with your report and he thinks of it as a Oh-God-Not-Now thing and so he either does a quick scan with minimal changes or takes out his frustration on you by tearing it into pieces.
This has been my experience so far.
