Thursday, February 26, 2004

Moi Back

Hieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ppl! Moi back......... mini break of all sorts it was for me. Anyways was caught up with so many duller aspects of my life na.......gosh! They are all partly over now and me is thoda thoda :) again!

Well first and foremost.........a biiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiig thank you to ridz who helped me change the look of my blog. He's such a sweetheart! Did all the donkey work for me.......but i selected the image haan! So ppl u shud know by now that i have a gr8 aesthetic sense...........:P. So ridz a big thank u and *Hugs*

Ok....was reading Vidz blog and this post of hers set me thinking. Coz i cud relate to her. She talks about how she likes being alone sometimes. But its kinda different with me coz i love having people around me but sometimes I have to be ALONE.......JUST ALONE! Both my parents work. I used to go creche when i was a kid but started living alone by myself since i was 12 yrs old. Initially I found it weird living alone.but then it was fun. It was ana amazing feeling for me...having the whole house for myself. I could watch howmuch ever TV i wanted, have how many chocolates for myself without amma's and appa's shoutings and lectures about what are the harms of eating chocolates and was fun! I used to read, write, watch tv and basically just have fun. But this happiness used to last for only 3-4 hrs coz after that i had to have either amma or appa in the house. (But natural) being left alon just gives me the space i need. It is very very important for me. Amma and me could be in different rooms doing our own thing, well its good that my parents also understand my need for my own space. My own company is very very precious for me and I enjoy it thoroughly. i dunno whther to call my loner and all coz its not that i dont like socialising and all.......but if it is..then so be it....I am a loner!
Somethings i simply enjoy doing when I am alone:
Do nothing, just laze around.
Read a book accompanied by steaming hot filter coffee and some chips mabbe to munch. (simply the best)
Just stand by the window and look at the world.
writing my diary
music.listen to it and also practise my carnatic songs
hmmm and the list goes on................

Talking about singing, have an interesting anedote to tell u guys. Almost all my maternal relatives are carnatic music fanatics. Many of them sing and almost all of them follow and appreciate carnatic music. We are like a set of 8 cousins in all. Whenever we all meet up its a customary thing that everybody gathers in the hall or the mottaimaadi (terrace) and all the 8 of us have to show them how much we all have learnt and how nice your voices are and blah blah.....I used to learn carnatic music right from the age of 8 but i left it soon coz of zero interest much to amma's dismay. I started again this April 2003 (a good ol' 10 yrs later). I mean all over again, right from the basics of carnatic. :D.

It was my mama's house's grihapravesham (housewarming ceremony) in June. It was again a reunion of all sorts. Again the customary practise happened. this time i was kind of happy coz i had some thing to sing for all and not look around like a dumbfool listening to all my cousins sing. Arrey even I deserve my fair bit of attention and praise :D. I tell u if u dont know carnatic music and u present in the session, its a gr8 dampener of all sorts coz the whole session wud make u feel intellectually deprived as if, if u dunno carnatic, u just dumb. heheehhehee.....Anyways back to the story. It was my turn to sing a song. i was very excited and so were my relatives......coz they hadnt heard me sing much. My younger set of cousins were all very excited because they were seniors as far as carnatic music were concerned and were way ahead as far as the lesssons were concerned. "Shobha u r our junior. yayyyy" they went on happily in glee. Ok.i start singing, my eyes closed....I sang with proper sur and taal. Everybody *wide grin* hehehehee . Me was happy-happy.

Everybody tarted giving me advice as to where i was good, where i was bad and how i can improve and blah blah. Well even my 8-yr old cousin had something to say. And i was all ears..........she came and said........Shobha u know, ur nose flares wide when u sing........hehehehhhee and started laughing out loud. and this comment was widely heard. Well no guess everybody started laughing.......and my face was worth seeing. kodak moment of all sorts....I didn't know what to say. Just to show moi is a sport, I started to grin tooo......but given a chance i wud have whacked my cousin. Gosh...children na......huh! (:P)

And thanks ppl again for all the lovely comments on the new template. Credit goes to Ridz....fully! :D

Sunday, February 15, 2004

Tuesday, February 10, 2004


Well this was a funny incident which happened today. My group was supposed to meet at T's place for project work. T is this Bawi friend I have, damn cute and a typical Bawi. Well...for uninitiated Bawis are Parsis. Well..people who might have interacted Parsis should know about their typical idiosyncrasies...I find them damn cute.

Well we are a group of 8 people working for a college project. The first to reach T's place was A(he) and K(she). T lives in a Parsi colony. (Mumbai has lot of Parsi colonies) Well after the rest of us reached T’s place, we found T and K in splits with A looking grumpy. When we asked what happened...Later we started laughing too. Hehehehehhehehehehee…well the incident in K's words:

We reached around 10 a.m. at T's place. We rang the bell and nobody answered the door for a few minutes. So we were waiting outside. As we rang the bell once more an older uncle came towards A and asked him,"Who are u? Have u come to do some surveys or something?"
A: "No Uncle, I have come to meet out friend T".
Uncle : Oh...ok…ok...I thought you were a salesman....u know na "Dikra" nowadays so many salesmen come and disturb...( and before he could say anything more T opened the door)!.....lolzzzzz

'A' stood there dumbstruck. K burst into laughter and A had this Wat da hell kinda look... (Salesman and me...kaunse angle se?...gosh!)hehehehehehhehehehheheeeeee...joke of the day!

T's sis has recently delivered a baby. Awwwwwwwwwww... The baby is so cute, just 25 days tiny, so adorable...I can go on and on. Poor thing, the baby cries all night and sleeps the entire day. T's sis retorts, he keeps crying all the time. "The thing is we don’t even understand why he is crying. And when some people ask us why he is crying I get so irritated. It's the most irritating and a dumb question. I am also a first time am I supposed to know...also....why do they except me to know the baby-lingo?" I couldn't help but agree with her.

Me wondering: Janet Jackson's (in)famous boob show was widely reported in Indian media. Indian media was so prompt in carrying the pictures too....well, the so-called censored pictures too. Major Indian web sites, popular news channels have shown the unedited footage and photographs. Well...just wondering, is this being done just coz the subject concerned is a phirang!?!?!?!?! Media censorship anybody...duhhhhhhhhhhh

Saturday, February 07, 2004

Watta day.....

Today was the last day at work and I was so excited. But I had a crappy start to my day with a fight with my mom over a really silly thing. I left my house in a huff. I reached college only to realise that i had for gotten my purse back home. Huh!!!! Then after searching my bag throughly i gathered some 70 bucks which were in all corners of my bag. I was like ok.....not bad.....can easily manage the day. But I haven't been always lucky like this. Once i hopped into the bus completely oblivious to the fact that i had no wallet with me and that day i even didn't have the extra money. Shit.....had to hop out of the bus immediately with the driver and the conductor staring at me as if something is desperately wrong with me....... hehehehehehe....yea mere top ka floor khaali hain......bilkul...kuch yaad hi nahi rehta!. Once I got into a rickshaw only to realise again that I had forgotten my wallet. After getting at the location, I found my friend who paid for me. I am synonymous with Absentmindedness!!!!

Ok....back to the story.....Then I had a yummy mayonnaise roll (yummmmmm...slurp...delicious........the particular one near my college is the best) for 20 bucks. So now i was left with only 50 bucks. Then after college got over I proceeded to work. It was a strange feeling......last day at work....... Anyways as i neared the station I saw the issue of Tehelka being sold. I couldn't stop myself and I bought both the issues......(Tehelka rocks ppl......plz check out their weekly newspaper) 20 bucks gone. Now I was left with only 30 bucks. I am in the train engrossed reading Tehelka. Suddenly someone tapped on my shoulder. I looked up only to see the ticket checker. God.......she was this huge female. Totally terrifying. She was kind of...well.....fat and on top of that........she had this Black coat over her which made her look devilish.

I was very irritated because I was amidst a very interesting article. Anyways I opened my bag to show her my railway pass and Lo and Behold.......................urs truly discovers that the railway pass has expired 2 days ago and that I have been travelling ticketless since 2 days.............(Wow First I forget my purse and then I forget that my pass had already expired. Huh!……Nut I am nut)

Gosh.......I was like OMIGOD.......ab kya karoon.........I sheepishly handed over my invalid pass to her. Then she goes like,”Aapka pass expire ho gaya hain, bahaar niklo!” (Your pass has expired. You will have to get down now) I was like , there I go……..but I dunno where!) I got down at the next station alongwith the ticket checker and a woman constable. The most amazing thing was I was the only one “caught” in the whole compartment. Huh! So irritating. Then they told me that I will have to pay 60 bucks as the fine. I was like shit! (if you have read the post attentively till now, you will realise that I only had 30 bucks with me now) I told them in a matter of fact tone that I had only 30 rupees with me and that I can’t pay 60 bucks coz I had forgotten my wallet at home. Hearing this they asked me to open my bag and began checking the contents inside. One by one they started checking………I opened my books, my other stuff and showed it to them. Then one of them said,"Ok, so you don’t have the money haan, come with us into the room” I was like room……….why room…….why not here……….Oh god…..are they gonna manhandle me….But why me….Poor me….But nevertheless I followed them meekly.

Once I went inside the room, 2 more ladies came inside; a ticket checker and a woman constable. Now there were two ticket checkers and 2 woman constables inside the room. The room was tiny and a dingy one, very poorly lit. It had a table and a chair. I was asked to check my bag once again. Again the same ritual started. I opened my bag and the contents were left exposed and they bagan pestering me, “The money will be in the bag itself. Just check” I got irritated now. Arrey, my bag, my wallet…….will I not know whether I have money or not. Why wasn’t this thing getting inside their big fat head! Huh!But I thank heavens I did not open my big mouth. She started examining the things again. It was so irritating examining all over again. I just wondered what pleasure she got seeing the things all over again. Maybe she was discovering something new each time she saw the contents. Huh! Weirdos…bigtime! The whole thing toom a few minutes……but I felt as if hours passed by……..I remembered Ashwin’s post on Einstein’s theory of relativity. (of all things I remember that……gawddddddddd)

Then she looked at me and said,” So you don’t have money on you? I will have to prosecute you”. P R O S E C U T E………..O FUCK…..Well You heard it right Shobhs…..they will prosecute now. It was now that it hit me…."Shobha u in deep deep trouble!” I started rambling……Oh.please I am so sorry………This is my first time………I mean first time I have ever been caught! I am sorry I forgot completely.” But she had this horrible look on her face, very similar to the way tigers have when they have their prey before them. All my hope for a reprieve were crushed to pieces. Suddenly she happened to have a look at my college id. She started looking at it all over again. Poori tarah se……(I was like what’s wrong with her…..i thought it was an obsession to examine things again and again) She asks me,"So you study haan?” (Again one of those stupid questions. I felt like answering her, no I do nautanki! Huh! Obviously, I am studying in that college, why else would I have an id of that college with my photograph attached on it! ) But thank heavens again I did not open my big fat mouth. I replied a meek “yes”. She again started looking at the id all over again. I had now completely given up, one crazy woman she was I thought. The she went like,” I am forgiving you now. Just give me the thirty rupees you are having. Don’t do this again” saying this she gave me a receipt. I was like……..Am I hearing what I am hearing???? Yippeeeeeeeeeeee………she did not prosecute me. wowieeeeeeee! I couldn’t believe my ears actually! Anyways I thanked her and left and she grinned……grinned for the first time!

The rest of the day was good. Looks definitely are deceptive. I thought that lady would just roast me alive….but she was a kind hearted soul. My luck…! Happy ending to the otherwise lousy day!

Friday, February 06, 2004

Women's favourite e-mail!!!! (heheheheheeeee)

Ok...people i am posting another email fwd. This was just so funny that i couldn't restrict myself to post.

A man was sick and tired of going to work every day while his wife
stayed home. He wanted her to see what he went through so he prayed:

"Dear Lord: I go to work every day and put in 8 hours while my wife merely
stays at home. I want her to know what I go through, so please allow her
body to switch with mine for a day. Amen."

God, in his infinite wisdom, granted the man's wish. The next morning,sure enough, the man awoke as a woman. He arose, cooked breakfast for his mate, awakened the kids, set out their school clothes, fed them breakfast,packed their lunches, drove them to school, came home and picked up the dry cleaning, took it to the cleaners and stopped at the bank to make a deposit, went grocery shopping, then drove home to put away the groceries,paid the bills and balanced the check book. He cleaned the cat's litter box and bathed the dog.

Then it was already 1 P.M. and he hurried to make the beds, do the laundry,
vacuum, dust, and sweep and mop the kitchen floor.

Ran to the school to pick up the kids and got into an argument with them on
the way home.

Set out milk and cookies and got the kids organized to do their homework,
then set up the ironing board and watched TV while he did the ironing.
At 4:30 he began peeling potatoes and washing vegetables for salad, breaded
the pork chops and snapped fresh beans for supper.

After supper,he cleaned the kitchen, ran the dishwasher, folded laundry,
bathed the kids, and put them to bed. At 9 P.M. he was exhausted and,
though his daily chores weren't finished, he went to bed where he was expected
to make love which he managed to get through without complaint.

The next morning, he awoke and immediately knelt by the bed and said,
"Lord, I don't know what I was thinking. I was so wrong to envy my wife's being
able to stay home all day. Please, oh please, let us trade back."
The Lord, in his infinite wisdom, replied,
"My son, I feel you have learned your lesson and I will be happy to change things back to the way they were. You'll just have to wait nine months, though. You got pregnant last night."


Sunday, February 01, 2004


Ok as per Laks' wishes me posting something funny..........

Why I Fired My Secretary... ........
Two weeks ago was my 45th birthday, and I wasn't
feeling too hot that morning anyway.
I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant
and say "Happy Birthday," and probably have a present
for me. She didn't even say "Good Morning," let alone
any "Happy Birthday,"
I thought, "Well, that's wives for you. The children
will remember." The children came in to breakfast and
didn't say a word. When I started to the office I was
feeling pretty low and despondent.
As I walked into my office, my secretary, Janet said,
"Good Morning Boss, Happy Birthday." And I felt a
little better, someone had remembered. I worked until
noon. Then, Janet knocked on my door and said, "You
know, it's such a beautiful day outside
and it's your birthday, let's go to lunch, just you
and me."
I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've
heard all day. Let's go." We went to lunch. We didn't
go where we normally go. We went out into the country
to a little private place. We had two martinis an
enjoyed lunch tremendously.
On the way back to the office, she said, "You know,
it's such a beautiful day. We don't need to go back to
the office, do we?" I said, "No, I guess not." She
said, "Let's go to my apartment." After arriving at
her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I
think I'll go into the bedroom and slip into something
more comfortable." "Sure," I excitedly replied.
She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes,
she came out carrying a big birthday cake, followed by
my wife, children, and dozens of our friends.
All were singing Happy Birthday...
And there on the couch I sat..............................................
..................................................naked. (Lolzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz)