Will I be known as the girl with "some weird hair cut"?
:(
Thank god that messed up look is sort of "in" otherwise I would have never managed to keep my hair the commercial-types smooth, silky and bouncy. I got this hair cut (I have once like in 2-3 months, don't ask me why) a few weeks back, and now a part of the length has grown and somehow I feel its making my hair look weird. Very weird. Like there is a bounce on one side, and a little curve at the bottom making it overall look like 'I have just got out of bed' look and also "I do not have a comb, why do you care?"
Irrational fears.
I have tons of them. And now, after gaining wisdom from my experience on this planet, I have come to the conclusion that fears are nothing but born out of those ulta sulta ideas of your mind, and also from the way you perceive the world, and the most relevant one, your past experiences.
- I have a fear of falling. I dream about them. Day in and day out. Websites tell me that "falling is an indication of insecurities, instabilities, and anxieties. You are feeling overwhelmed and out of control in some situation in your waking life" Seriously?People who know me, and me too, would vouch for the fact that this is not possible! Insecure, unstable, and anxious...umm..that's not exactly me. Also, read this..."According to Freudian theory, dreams of falling indicate that you are contemplating giving in to a sexual urge or impulse. You are lacking indiscretion." Ahem!! Now now, that *might* be true, but hellow, the number of times I get these dreams, I wonder if that can be possibly true...
- I have a fear of wearing high heeled shoes. The world isn't flat, so shouldn't be my shoes! But alas, I have a fear of tipsy-turvying over those heels. Even platforms are a rare commodity on my shoe rack. I do not run and walk so slow while on platforms, that people with me invariably ask, are your shoes hurting? Oh well...what would they know? I do not like wearing complete flats either...so I am always, always, in the lookout for good shoes. Like if I find my size (Size: 4!!! Yes!! I have Asian feet), I do not think twice before buying them.
- I have a fear of having bad breath at the right time. Haha! Yes, I do have this fear. I wonder from where this stems from. But I know an incident, wherein a guy was rejected by a girl cos his mouth stinked to the core. Not of tobacco, or paan, or anything edible, but you know the general BAD dental stale!! This story had a lasting impression on my mind. So, I am always prepared. Like what if I have to speak something with my boss in low whispers, such that am like just an inch away from him, I do not want bad breath, right. You will always find gum and mouth fresheners in my purse. I use mouthwashes too often. I plan on visiting my dentist often, but end up doing that irregularly since I hate seeing him and his reminders for getting my cavities filled up!!
-I have a fear of forgetting things while I leave my home. After closing the door behind me, I check all my pockets, my purse for house keys, lens case, mobile, mobile charger, wallet...for like 22 times! I know this sounds weird, but I am really not sure why do I do it. Other than a few incidents of forgetting my wallet at work, I do not remember being lousy about keeping important things at work, and yet, I have this fear? or OCD? What is it?
- I have a fear of meeting with a bad accident when I turn 65-70, and surviving it. Oh this is because my life line says so. You know it's like running pretty long, and then it breaks somewhere near the end, and still continues. I just wonder whether I will be the only one surviving the major plane crash (yes, I believe it will be my trip to Prague and I get stuck!), or will my family members be surviving too?
- I have a fear of losing my hearing somewhere around 60. Hmm...it's already like bad. I do not wear earphones. I have given up on my love of music. And doctors say it requires some hi-fi surgery. I do not want that right now. So, but I hope it doesn't worsen.
So I live with these. What are yours? Its okay, we all survive them and live through. It is just our weirdness that makes us awesome na. And at times hot too! :-)
I have a thought. A thought that is whizzing around spherically, laterally, perpendicularly around my head since the past few weeks. There may have been a series of events that would have given birth to that very thought, the impression that this thought leaves behind is not very hooray-istic.
Remember when you read the last time how this and that event changed the whole being of that somebody, how this event made you sit back and ponder on things, you got certain things straight, you got all the wrong doings out, how you straightened the creases in your life on realizing that it is always crumbled around, and the likes. When was the last time you would have heard it? Yesterday, or higher chances are today.
I somehow have realised or have been thinking that this does not apply to me. I do not ever pull my socks, get focussed to do that certain thing, set a target for things-to-do, I am not a go-getter.
All these years and while I have been fooling myself (or may be right now, my thoughts are fooling me), that I am a go-getter. I get and achieve things that I wish or demand to have.
Materialistically yes, I do that. Financially, yes, I do that.
But I do not recollect that one moment that would have sent the whole principle book in my life, home.
That one moment wherein I would have cribbed in front of the mirror and set myself a target, and later on went ahead and achieved that.
I would have started a few diets, never reached till the end of it.
I let things go. I may be short tempered, but there is a certain laid back attitude to me.
Most of my managers have told me that I quit easily. Or rather, if I see a path that may look difficult or has not been untreaded, I let it be. I might be bloody good in walking and running on paths laid down for me, paths that assure me success, paths that seems bright and hopeful to me, but otherwise I let the other paths be.
Why do I do that? Why do I feel this?
I do like to the end of the day for projects I have started with enthusiasm, I have been known to have 1000 ideas of nothing, I do do think out of the box, but then this feeling of not working towards a particular something makes me feel a bit shallow within.
Like there is a way, there is a will somewhere, but somehow they do not work in sync.
Whenever I read about this nobody who became somebody in life, and how THAT ONE MOMENT made him/her realize what she wants to do, what he/she wishes to have, what he/she is looking forward to, I just feel empty.
I want that ONE MOMENT.
No rather, I would wish to act on that ONE moment.
Laid back, cool, lazy? What is it that is forbidding me?
A friend recently said the goal was "Car" at 25...fulfilled a year later.
Another one said, "Marry at 27" fulfilled 6 months later.
Yet another not-so-friend said, "See 10 states/2+ countries" till 25....fulfilled, much more than the aim.
I sit and ponder, what was mine?
Good education, good degree, good job, tons of money, car?
Where was the goal? What was the line? Or the thin line between goal and achievements has been so blur that I never saw it?
Heck!
Ok, so I have written down a few things I should have achieved by 30 (now, I can't do for 25 :( )
And let's hope that that goal setting (howmuch ever materialistic or monetary it seems) helps me in ways more than one.
That one person in your life, whom you meet whenever and wherever and you can laugh your heart out. Forget your sorrows and stress. And probably not even think about them at the tiniest little corner of your mind. With whom you can be crazy, careless, demanding and giving, and talk non-stop. No matter the time of day, month or year, the mode of communication, the awesomeness exist everywhere. You (or in my case I) do not think about what will happen when this will end, or when we shall depart or our ways will no longer be the same. You are just recklessly, carelessly enjoying the time.
Yes, I do have such a friend. :)
And more often than not, that friend is not your boyfriend!
Whenever I think of the poor days that I have had, I feel...??
Poor days?
Not entering Sephora cos I knew that I would not be able to buy those products while being a student.
When taking a cab was never an option, no matter the miles that I had to walk in the snow!
Yes, I have been through some of these days. And they make me realize how happy and rich (if I may say) I am now. Compared to those days, yes I am rich.
But then, each of us, have had their share of poor days.
I remember travelling in buses as a kid was such a regular affair for us. And in some tenth standard I specifically remember meeting a guy who said he has not yet travelled in buses. That time it hit me, oh may be he is rich. Material wise I never compared the number of toys I had and how much my neighbour did, but later when it dawned on me, I realized oh may be she can afford all that and much more. My first hand held game was a simple tennis one shaped like a robot, what a prized possession it was to me. By the time I got my first one, I remember my friends in the building had got their 2 or 3rd. But that never made me unhappy. We never felt bad or incomplete if we did not have all the things someone else did. I had never travelled in the AC compartment of an outstation train till I was like 14. I used to observe if a person carried the shopping bag of a branded store!
These days actually do not make me cry, they make me feel proud of my humble beginnings. Belonging to a middle class family has its own perks. I really would wanna instill all of these humbleness that I have in the next generation. I do not know how kids today may react if they would not get a toy they want or if their parents are riding a car they do not like (believe me, all kids today recognise brand of cars within a second!), but if I were to teach these kids one thing that would be how to be satisfied and happy all the time.
It is like you can live with a million rupees a day but you can also live and be happy with a 1000. Today, I may be spending w/o noticing my credit card bill, and the likes, but somewhere I know, I can live even without all these expenditures. I travel in buses as easily as I travel in an SX4. So, yes, I do crib that the AC in my room doesn't give me a full blast like the office one, I crib that train travelling is too hot and messy, and I crib that seats in a theatre are not too comfortable and not worth the money I paid, but even with these cribbings there is no string attached, wherein I yell, ye toh hona hi chahiye!! No, boss, nothing chahiye types here!
Yes, one would wanna spoil their kids with all things material and all latest stuff, but along with that tell them, teach them of how you came up in your life, if you are those not born with a silver spoon kinds. And how good it is to be humble and well grouded.
How many, no really, how many of you females out here have got this...
"I want a male version of you"
from your BFFs or FFs...
???
I have got quite a many of those...
And unfortunately, the ratio of getting this line from the female sex is not equally proportionate with the male sex.
So many things to do...so little time...
So, I wanna blog often and update the dear page regularly...but I ain't doing that.
Too much chaotic work days, a very very busy personal life, people coming in with long over due notices, people moving out with the blink of an eye!
I have been away for a while now, missed putting my points in perspective.
I celebrated my birthday in style, missed ranting about things that I missed out on and displaying the array of gifts I received.
Too much happening professionally; not the right time or place to rant about it.
Too little happening with too much of force personally; planning to rant about it soon :)
The sibling is here :) With her around I can't even imagine how life moves on without her around!!
I have been attending hour and day long talking sessions...(read: conferences); they amuse me for a few hours and then I get back to a blank state. But I love the few hours that it keeps me at the edge of my seat :) I can't even wait for the speaker to tell "Questions?!" I simply jump with joy :) I have always have had so many...though I do end up blushing and making a fool by asking some cheesey ones.
I ended my association with the library that I had joined :( Yes, I do not HAVE TIME to read. :( Only good thing is, this shall give me time to pick up the unread books lying at home. Cos technically, I can't keep self away from books for long. However, on an altogether different note, these books might be academic ones with some new developments :D
That's it for now.
I have been tweeting regularly now, and I just wonder why did I keep self away from there for so long. It is engaging. And fun. I missed it.
In spite of dad benig involved in the stock market, I was always the clueless one when it came to stocks and trading. Sibling had her degree in finance, so they both gelled well when it came to finance talk.
All that mattered to me, when it came to money, was I have enough and the belief that I shall always have. So when I realized the funda of tax saving from my dad last year, I was enthralled by the idea. I started investing in funds and bonds and stuff. All this while, he is the one who has been investing for me in stocks. Now, I decided I wanna do it OMO!
So, I already have a demat account (I still do not know some finer nuances of the terminology though) and I logged in..made sense of the site within a couple of hours...irked the customer service reps with my silly doubts (they were good, blimey!) and finally, I started investing (really, that's a wrong term) in stocks.
I assigned a limit to the moolah I wanna spend in this trial and error phase. Well, I read the tips and tricks from the website and banks and ofcourse share brokers, and started buying stocks. Knowing that the healthcare and pharma sectors are doing well, a large chunk of my portfolio belongs to that sector.
So, I buy XYZ pharma...the CEO resigns the other day, and the share price swivels to the bottom. Dad says he knew about the move, had I asked him, he could have stopped me! So...umm..I stand at a loss..
Then, I bought this "STRONG RECOMMENDATION" from the demat account expert who writes on the bank's site. He predicted that I should hold on the stock for atleast 3 months..and my stock would reach a target price, which would give me a profit of minimum 20%. So, I bought the stock. I cannot predict the reason why, but since the day I have bought them, its been over 5 months now, the price is just going down and down! So, yes, loss!!
Then, (oh, i do not quit easily, do I?), the sibling had bought some 3000 shares of some IT company since she had received a "strong recommendation" (I am telling you they have a way with using "strong") on my behalf. These shares today stand at a loss of Rs. 6000, and the current market value is 0.3 paise. I keep them on "Sell" list everyday at a limit price, hoping the rate would go up by a paise or two...but they are just not getting outta of my portfolio. I know its a loss anyhow, but damn it, least gimme a better loss. Dad says they will get delisted very soon...so I should act, before making the loss as 100%!
Oh, so I invested in some IPO...I got some nice share of stock. Dad convinced me the price of such stocks tend to rise the day they go on market. And, oh yes, they have just hit air pockets!!
My portfolio reads all RED, except for the GOLD that I bought (oh, I do make some smart moves!). But this indeed is not a good start.
I am not too keen to label this "investmenting" in stock as a good thing. I believe invest is a dicey term to be used since one really needs to wait for a long time (in my case more than 6 months can also lead to no good profits!).
I can play poker, bet on horses, get involved in some black money trading, oh forex transfers, and lot more is there that I can do to get some quick buck (of course, its all dependent on my fortune though), but this thing has somehow caught my attention. I like making sense out of the senseless jargons that these experts use. They way they label things as "STRONG" buy, sell, or hold on..it really gives a life to the dead thing. I wonder how much more fun it would have been had the stocks not become paperless. I remember some lockers at home were filled with these papers, and I always asked dad why keep them in lockers. And he used to be like, oh you do not know their worth!
Chances are, I still do not. But may be this is what they call, getting addicted to the thing. Believe me, sensex is full of sense, and it gives me a sense of maturity that yeah am really thinking about the future!
At this phase of my life, while talking to strangers or some people whom I might have to befriend, it is not that difficult to pick up conversations. I mean, come on, having travelled so much, having met with people you would like to believe do not even belong to this world, keeping in touch with some snobbish friends because they were good to you once upon a time, and people with different cultures and traditions, you gotta talk to everybody at length. I for one, would get bored to be with somebody, by any stroke of luck that may be, wherein the other person doesn't talk. (Though my office colleagues might think am lying).
And indeed, if you have nothing else to talk, weather comes to rescue. So the question above; I am finding myself at the asking end of this open-ended question too often these days. Yes, so mostly people tell me they do not read. And I respond with, oh, I love reading! I read all types: fiction/non-fiction, all genre! Yes, i do like well read people. But then, what if s/he turns out to be those "well read" people whom I think I am not.
How?
Well, for starters, I read this post while going through IdeaSmithy's blog.
Interesting read, definitely.
So the question that pops up in my head is "Am I really into reading?" (may be its lingering around for long)
For starters, the school that I went to did not boast of a good big library. Well, my sibling did catch up on reading much before I did, but then I somehow do not remember being engrossed to any books other than Enid Blyton's as a kid. Slowly, the sibling moved to classics and talked about how wonderful the Queen's language is. I did not follow the passion, but when the conversation turned to books, I could participate. I would divulge into details. Then, the sibling started talking about how movies are been made out of books, and how she wishes to see this one and that one. So, I tried to follow up on the books before catching up the movie. And slowly, steadily, my "Read" shelf started increasing. I remember gifting the sibling a copy of Shakespeare's work on some 14th birthday. And I never have read that book, till date.
Yes, I am not a big Shakespeare fan. Give me some book that may hook me in other ways. I can follow and quote a few such classic quotes here and there, but nothing more. So, I have not ever read Hemingway or Cummings. (gasp?) There are a few of these classic authors who does grab my attention, but then my memory fails me time and again to remember some details unlike say any of the Stieg Larsson novels.
I have read most of the Agatha Christie novels. I had started some nice sci-fi books while in my first year college. I simply absolutely love Tintin and Archies. I love Enid Blyton, who was later replaced by Jeffrey Archer, PG Wodehouse, Robin Cook, Jane Austen, Erich Segal, Erle Stanley Gardner, Sidney Sheldon, and the likes. I also liked reading and even still would do, Tinkle, Champak, Chacha Chaudhroy. I flinch with the name of Nora Roberts or some of the Daniel Steel. AT times, even Indian authors fascinate me, though not all. I regularly update my shelves on goodreads and religiously review each book I read, more or less.
But now, I am just feeling that may be all this does not count as reading. I get hooked to Harukami and Pamuk the minute I start their books. I cherished reading Persepolis & Maus (the only graphic novels that I have). But may be, the real reader is someone who reads a lot. And understands classic, loves classic.
Greek mythology, Shakespearean stuff, you give them anything. They can remember the characters vividly. I cannot. If I were to be taken to an Opera for a date, or be at some book reading discussing "Classic English Literature" I would so miserably fail to gather the nuances of the show.
The sibling also feels the same. When she read "Snow", she said you woudn't like it. When she read "Kafka on the shore" she nodded her head the same way. When she read "Memoirs of Geisha" I was told the same. But surprisingly, all three of them fall in my "Like you very very much" shelf.
What if I were to met a well-read guy, who likes reading fiction too! (Well-read might just mean, read and liked stuff which I generally do not like or gather. The ones that are kinda a "MUST HAVE" on a book lover's shelf!) Will I find self questioning once again? Or the list of my "Read" and "To read" good?
For all that I may care, I am happy and suffice to know and understand the language. I still remember the joy of reading "Kafka on the shore" or "To kill a mockingbird" Such is the language. It evokes an emotion out of me, which I fail to describe in words (irony?). I love the feeling.
And to think about this, well, professionally, I have made a career in something that I love the most...Science and English :) So there, I am doing what I am liking, and I do not care (yes, yes..umm..i think, yes) whether I am "well-read" or not!
I never thought about all this, until I read that post, and I realized I have read, but may be I am not a girl who reads. May be, I am not girl who would wanna buy a book before buying clothes. May be, I would never exchange my wardrobe space for books.
But may be, I will be the girl smelling the pages of a yellow book. May be, I am the girl who is reading books at a coffee shop, in a crowded Mumbai local, and in the auto if light permits. May be, I am the girl who might name my kids weird, may be, just may be, the nick names I keep for people I love are characters etched in my mind via some literary help. (PS: Jessie Kovats, Richard Kane, Lisbeth, Mitch Mcdeere, and Nandini)
Saturday, June 25, 2011
The Great Indian Novel.
Digital Fortress.
To Kill a Mockingbird.
Love in the times of cholera.
Yes, believe me. I am reading all the four of them. I mean, I am actually reading all of them, got bookmarks in b/w all of them, and no I didn't stop reading them cos they bored me, I just cant wait to start another book at times. Hence, end up starting many simultaneously :) And no, I do not forget the plot, characters or theme of any of them. I pick up a book and gel with it in a few seconds :)
This is the third time in this very little (do not ask me, how many) sojourn of life that I have seriously contemplated writing a book!
Funny as it may sound, I have always known how I am going to write the dedication of this particular book, how I am gonna thank everyone in the notes, and how the prologue would/might be. Ofcourse, the "About the author" section is well framed in my mind, but it is open to changes depending on what stage of my life I would be.
Imagine, if I were to write, She is a workaholic, and loves what she does...my boss would fall in love with me.
On these thoughts, I believe, I should write this damn book soon. Definitely before the next appraisal :D
So, yes, I am done writing about 3 pages.
*spoiler alert!
And I have titled it "******"
ha ha ...wait till it gets published :) I bet, you are gonna enjoy reading this one, if it ever sees the light of the day!
* I have been busy, with work, with bonuses, with happiness, with lingering sadness, and trying to maintain what I have recently read in the "The Secret" * I am not even posting posts in my mind. In other words, it would mean my mind is never that idle that I am thinking of incidents around me, I am not in any analytical mode. I am just being there. In the present. * I am really scared of people with multiple-personality disorder (No, don't google, its not a known term) But I maintain, that they do accept the fact that they suffer from it. They just can't be "one" with everyone. They need definitions of "me" Its weird. I better stay away. But sometimes, just sometimes, I wish I could switch off things as easily as they do! * The Tiger has roared once again in Mumbai. What seems to be a good movie, might attract some extra crowd due to the recent happenings in Mumbai. Its really ironic that at this very time, I am reading Maximum City! I read those lines, those things about riots, about political parties, and it seems to me as if the whole book was like written yesterday. Funny part is, many of the leaders mentioned in the book, have so changed their political parties by now ! Such is the state...the city, my mumbai! * Many of my friends are getting married. No, nothing new. Its real fun when I catch up with my friends in USA after a long gap and get to know who's going around with whom and who's getting married, engaged and all the gupshups!! Some real weird beans are spilled about the bean town I knew! My best friend getting married, really really makes me feel old :( A tad too old at times! I wonder why... * Marriages, bring people (read friends) either come closer or move them apart. My sibling's friend is getting married at around the same time as my best friends. I am suffering from the latter problem, my sis is cherishing a newly found proximity! * Many a times I am trying to be happy. Trying not to read in between lines. Trying not to fuss over things, as small as a spilled cup of coffee on my shirt before a meeting. It takes a lot of effort to maintain that "dignity"! Trying to be a cheerful self after work. Amidst work. Amidst the social group you belong to. Amidst the elderly gents and aunts whom you see at the end of the week, just cos you have to see them. Amidst the plight of travelling in buses in Mumbai. Amidst the sweat and farty odours that the roads emit. Amidst a nosy boss and selfish colleagues. Amidst the things that you lack and things that you can/will never have. Amidst the vaccum that you feel within. Amidst missing 'mom' pangs! Ailing self, long bills, wrong relations, wrong attitudes, and the list would just go on... And then suddenly, one day, one moment, one incident. The lid blows off. The pressure that was created within, was sadly well insulated. It was there. It hadn't evaporated. And then I realize, how easy it is to just loose. Not to take control of anything in your life. Just flow with your anger and emotions. It doesn't take long to do it. You do not even have to try too hard. It just happens. And yet, you love to tread on the difficult path. A path that would take efforts. In the end, you see yourself and the surrounding happy. And betcha, there's nothing beating that!!
I am going to start a club for people having their new resoultion as "Thank god each day for giving me this wonderful life, appreciate life more, appreciate the good around me.." and such others. I have seen and heard so many of these categories in the past few days, that I would feel redundancy seeping in if I were to say the same about me.
Last year I had made no resolutions. This year, I would just wanna jot down a few things that I feel I need. Mostly not resoultions, but I need to bring them in my life for the ever required change.
- I wish to be more attentive for things happening around me. How I observe a thing and remember that tiny little detail for so long, well in other words I would just wanna observe more.
- I need to let go. Let go off my past. As I read it somewhere, let go off past before it screws your present. I have so many grudges within, so much of baggage I am carrying around that I would be nothing but bogged down with the load.
- I have to come to terms with my life. The way it is. Destiny did lead me some places sometime, but from then on, it's me and only me who has shaped it like this. The road may be curvy, but that's the way I have designed it. I have to enjoy the ride, for its the journey that matters not the destination. (Stolen from "Peaceful Warrior" --oh what a movie!!)
- Continue with the weight reduction program. I am there. So very there. The scale smiles at me whenever I look at it. Love that feeling and that look. I love Wii Fit :) And ofcourse, the pleasure of wearing all those clothes lying in my wardrobe for those "would wear someday" phase. It's here people. So here :)
- Experiment with different hair styles.
- Get a tattoo. (I so wanna make it a mission accomplished thing!)
- Rejuvenate my faith in god.
All these and lot more comes in my mind when I think about things I need to do. Just to, you know, make my life better. The Me as a better I. Betterness is always needed. Its essential.
And lastly, I am gonna reduce using these social networking sites (fb/orkut), as least as possible. I do not like the feelings that surge within at times after logging in. I do not.
I wish to blog more. Blog better.
And I wish to wish for a year, better than the last year.
Last one was completed sitting alone - at my last house in boston! It was winter time and there I was planning some ways to make it special.
This one comes subtly. Did not even realize it , till now...
:) I am suffering from Weekenditis today. And will be lazy enough to post too much.
"S" and I have parted ways, amicably. PARTED WAYS - Def: We will not expect a thing outta each other, and suppress a thousand feelings and a thousand questions - if it means we can avoid those tears and fights!! Its getting way too much !! Just a little more than toooooo much. There is no end at sight. And each time the hour long discussions about how to reduce fights and blah, has brought us to a nought. Enough of all this, I say. And the only option left is , SUPPRESSION.
So what's keeping me busy these days?? Bday after-effects!!
(That's the cake I had cut in office)
It had been a heelluva bday !!! Which was some weeks ago, and am still peeling off the effects. Had this awesome picnic for 2 days right after my birthday. And also this cake cutting thingie that continued till tuesday, 4 days after bday :)
Gifts, which are synonmous to birthdays, includes a FOSSIL :) white one :) Am soo in love with it ....
But the moment/breath/heart stealer is definitely the white suave sexy gaming console, that is lying there .... at home :)
YES I AM THE PROUD OWNER OF A NINTENDO WII !!!!!!!!!
My wish list is just getting shorter by the day, and I can't be more happy about it !!! WII WII WII !! Here I come....
1) F.R.I.E.N.D.S
2) Grey's Anatomy
3) X-files
4) Imtihaan
5) Zabaan Sambhalke
6) Full house
7) Heroes
8) LOST
8 Favorite Places to Eat:
1) Home
2) Pf Chang's (nothing beats this)
3) Uburger (Boy, calories and loads full of it!)
4) Mike's pastry (TiraMISuuu.....ummm.....)
5) Chipotle (aah, the mexican giants !!)
6) Tian, mumbai (chinese/japanese , only place whre i like sushi's)
7) Chaats at juhu/parle/khau gali (outside kalaniketan....yumm!)
8) BHOP ( Good ol' american pittzaa!, how i miss the cheese slices and coke!)
8 Things That Happened Yesterday:
1) Realized that "S" is always right - almost!
2) Talked on the phone for few hours less than usual...mm...u don't want to know how many!
3) Got one more project ( MY ass's already on fire !! )
4) Missed meeting a cousin :(
5) Got the nick name "cuddly" at work
6) Realized that I am actually getting used to something!
7) Made plans to meet S&A today!! :)
8) Yet again ate choclates and cake , the same day :(
8 Things I Look Forward To:
1) Meet S&A today. (Please, hope it goes well...already am a bit off and the enthusiasm is wearing off...)
2) Weeekend :)
3) My birthday ..yes yes, its coming ....
4) Personal things/issues moving forward...
5) See this week's India's got talent and see whether the guys I voted for moved ahead
6) Learn driving...all over again
7) Finish "Persepolis" ...god ..gimme time ,will you??
8) Talking to S and V
8 Things I Love About Winter: ( That would be all boston-based winter)
1) First snow
2) I love wearing gloves :) and those socks :)
3) The warm feeling u get when u are cuddled under the comforter :)
4) Increased frequency of hot choclates and caffeine!
5) I like the way some people turn red and pink in snow :)
6) Snow fights :) Love them....
7) Going out, in your PJ's all high ...ntohing making sense , except that ur ass's cold :D
8) Mumbai winter, well it's better than the rest of the months ... so it's cool !
8 Things on my Wish List:
1) A Priscilla please :)
2) A new watch (which is an all-time demand)
3) One-week cruise somewhere in europe
4) This telescope please !
5) A never-ending gift voucher from NY&C
6) Buying "that" ring from Tiffany :)
7) Perfumes...loads/all of them :)
8) Home-theater system..a huge home ...may be something like this
8 Things I’m Passionate About:
1) Talking over the phone/ or just yapping in general
2) Music + Lyrics !!
3) Watching movies.....Love IT!
4) Multi-tasking...love the rush of things
5) Love watching a variety of sports ...
6) Off late, shopping :)
7) Playing games (egames)
8) Laughing my heart out....
8 Words or Phrases I Use Often:
1) Fuck
2) Like you know....
3) I do not like you ..
4) Oh/holy crap!
5) hehe
6) okies
7) Freak man!
8) But newyz.... :)
8 Things I Have Learned From My Past:
1) In the end, destiny takes over..
2) Cherish each and every conversation with ur loved ones, u may never know which one is the last...
3) Let go off things .... they are not worth holding onto...
4) Love people ..as much as they love you...
5) Do NOT be an emotional fool....(tough 1)
6) Learnt that lessons of wisdom are actually good !!
7) Love that someone truly- make the most of your one life...
7) At the end, nothing (else) matters...
8 Places I Would Love to Go or See or Visit:
1) Alps mountain
2) Kanyakumari
3) Ladakh
4) Hawaii
5) Holland
6) Egypt
7) Greece
8) London
8 Things I Currently Need or Want:
1) Need to finish this tag in 1 go...been ages since I wrote a post in 1 go and i dont like that!
2) Not freak out with work load.
3) Hope "S" is happy with A !!
4) Height !!!!!!!!
5) A shawl to protect from the damn AC draft
6) Pamper my feet please ... someone...
7) Hope my thoughts/feelings become clearer by the day...this phase is confujing !!!
8) A new office bag, which I might as well buy today :)
I wonder why I get verbal diarrhea in front of a new crowd and then suffer the consequences--worse than bed rest!
Its been almost 2 months since I am working at this new workplace of mine and yesterday, I did it again. Those lunch conversations we have, office colleagues, has a wide spectrum. Most often than not, we have heated conversations leading to a sudden lull since some or the other person is hurt by some strong views/reviews.
Now, I do not understand, why do you participate in such conversations if you are not going to respect people's view on certain things!!? You gotta accept things if people are hearing yours...or even accepting yours! No, this does not make my mistake seem smaller, but this is just a point i always wonder about !
I have this wonderfully gross habit of using harsh words like 'hate' in my conversation. Now, not always do I mean it. Come to think about it, there are a very few things I would hate ..more subtle and better is always ' do not like', 'dislike' ~~ but HATE !! It brings out a series of emotions of sorts...least for people around me, it does!
In the second week itself, I had committed the mistake for the first time. The girl in question was like, she does not wish to discuss this anymore. Though, the remaining us continued the conversation I realized I have hurt her strong views about something, by using the word 'HATE' I did apologize to her and made a note of not doing it again!!!
But darn..i did it again yesterday. Yesterday, the person in question buzzed me and requested not to talk such things about her 'daily strong beliefs' with adjectives like 'HATE'
Errr....now I was like....feeling bad and remorseful and at the same time, wondering whether there is a treatment for this disease that I suffer. I did go to her and sorted it out, the issue is at peace...but then, why did I do it again !!!!???
Its fine to have views and put them forward. But I need to learn to be subtle, to be more acceptable and may be see the kind of crowd in front of whom am talking! Phew!! Thank god am not a politician, would have landed in jail by now for my 'HATE' speeches!
Second mistake. Need to improve. Keep my strong views to myself. Need not be so explicit. Need to be 'choosy' while using harsh words. Lesson learnt. And should NOT be repeated.
