Sighh!! The way they were going I really really thought the match was ours. I mean c'mon you make 110 in ten overs. How difficult is to make 80 in another 10?
And what is this horror that we have bought that likes to call itself Flint-off. I mean they named him right i think. Bowling off the mark, Batting way off, fielding equally off. no wonder he is called flintoff.
Eeeeeeee!! Sad joke and Sad player we have bought after paying a bomb!!
Jeeez they could have paid me much much less than 1.55 million and i swear i d have batted better!! Bah!!
So much for sending messages to my friends after 10 overs who are Delhi-ites saying
Kya karte rehte ho dilli dilli
Chennai ko dekh ke bhaag rahe ho, jaise kutte ko dekh ke billi
and going Ha ha ha ha ha for good measure.
They of course had the last laugh after 20 overs replying
Chennai Super Kings bade shaan se rakha hai naam
Bermuda bhi tumse accha khelti hai, ho gaye badnaam!!
Sighhhhh!! Naak katwa di Chennai ne!! :-|
And Harsha Bhogle WHAT THE HELL IS THE MATTER WITH YOU??
I liked you. I always thought u looked dignified, spoke sense, had a lot of cricketing knowledge despite not being a player.
Now with your new..ummm. what could i call it without hurting your feelings?
That mop of something black on your head isnt very becoming to say the least. Do us all and yourself a favor and go bald again please. Seriously it would give you much more credibility. Somehow you look so much like a clown with this new hair style i just dont feel like taking you seriously. I mean you look too much like Himesh Reshammiya for me to do anything but laugh when u come on screen.
The cost of an Aloo Parantha (or several doxen given the way S and R ate like they had last seen food when Dev Anand was actually young - i mean not proclaiming that he was young but you know ACTUALLY young. That long back) is a nice looking black color sports watch!! :(
I left it on the table and forgot to pick it up later after the aloo parantha eating binge.
So if you frequent this place called Treat in Adyar and if you see some waiter wearing a black color sports watch catch hold of his collar and say "Kutte!!! Agar Maa ka doodh peeya hai to Wordsmith ki ghadi waapas de de."
Ok!! You dont really have to go till cussing his mother. Just tell him you will go personally and spit on all tables in the hotel if he doesnt give u back the watch. and please do it!! :P
Now a moot point is "Why did i leave the watch on the table"
Oh well. Murphy strikes again. I suddenly felt an itching sensation on the part of my wrist which lies under my watch and removed it to scratch with peace. and there. I lost my nice black watch and I am sporting a lady like titan watch which I dont fancy much!! Sighh
If you like reading humor please please pick up this writer called Erma Bombeck. She is a delightful writer. Simple language, everyday humor and adorable sarcasm. I have been struggling to finish Emma and catch 22 but i finished reading Bombeck's "If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, What Am I Doing in the Pits" in about 3 hours. i devoured it, to be precise.
I would rate her after PGW, Gerald durrell, James Herriott and Roald Dahl for humor writing. And though I might sound sexist it is refreshing to read such great humor from a woman. She is the female Dave Barry or Bill Cosby!! :)
Ok!! So thats enough nonsense spewed for today. Bus beckons, I shall leave and sighhh!! I am working tomorrow so expect a glum and depressing post!! :P
Right now I am trying to read three books at a time and not doing justice to any one of them.
Catch - 22 lies open, so does a collection of short stories by Fyodor Dostoevsky and Emma by Austen (which I have more or less given up on. No classics for me Thank you. Been reading Emma for 3 months now and successfully finished 22 pages).
Dostoevsky errrr. let me say is not for light reading. I mean I begged for it from R of mine who rather graciously "gifted" the book to me (He already had it, didnt like it and gave it me and signed it "To the creature, with loathing :-|.". Thanks R. someone ever told ya you are the politest person there ever was??)
I have been trying to read it slowly and I DO like it but it is soooo slow at times that it bores me.
Catch 22 again started off well, with a lot of promising humor but again it lost pace midway and now i find myself struggling to complete the book something which I have never done before.
But somehow I have this warm and nice feeling inside that I have so many books which I can fall back and nowadays that I am home alone I am having quite a capital time reading and reading without caring a damn about the time.
I dont think anything in this world could give me more pleasure than a good book after a great dinner!!
Great dinner reminds me that after reading my last post I had both S and R asking me if I would like to have Aloo Paranthas. And before I could go "Awwwwwww, you guys are the best" they were quick to remind me that I would be the one treating them for accompanying me to eat Aloo Paranthas.
R: Yaar. Aloo Parantha khane chalegi?
Me: Huh!! How did u know I have an Aloo Parantha craving
R: I can read minds
Me: My blog!! Sheeesh! Of course. Thanks man!! I would love to eat.
R: Cool!! Chal mujhe treat de de.
Me: Sighhhh
THANKS guys!! :-\
Tomorrow is a holiday (For now let me not think of the fact that we will be compensating by working Saturday). Just the fact that tomorrow is not working is quite thrilling!! Yayyy!!
With my grandmother gone out of station for a month and me being alone every day I am having the problem of 'what-to-have-for-dinner' everyday. My cooking skills being nil, my grandmother's in my cooking skills being nil (she has actually locked the kitchen and gone so i dont try my 'culinary' skills in there), my liking for outside food being nil, and my appetite and love for food being infinite I have been wondering what to do for food and I have devised an ingenious method!! (Take a bow Wordsmith, Take a bow!! :))
For the past 3 days I have been having salads and raw vegetables!! Cool huh??
Thanks to A who told me about the time she would make salads to fill herself up I have been having one cucumber, one beetroot, one tomato and couple of lettuce leaves for dinner everyday garnished with salt, pepper lemon and this amazing salad dressing that i got called the 'Thousand Island' salad dressing. (Good stuff!!) and no!! I have been looking at myself in the mirror daily and I havent been turning into a goat because of eating all those leaves and veggies!! :P
And I must say I am loving it and feeling very good about myself because I am actually eating healthy stuff and if I am to believe the newspapers I will not get cancer, hypertension, glaucoma, trachoma, arterial blocks for another 50 years and neither will I age fast!! So yayyy!!
Mom of course is super thrilled and acting all smug and going "Hah!! When i asked you to eat these things 10 years back the faces you made would make the faces of accident victims look good and now you are being forced to eat them. Good Good. Good for health!!"
On a totally unrelated note I read this article somewhere which said people in England are fostering dogs and taking care of stray dogs because they were bored and I was like "Whaaaat?? what the hell. Save the human race first man. The dog race can save itself".
For crying out loud, There are children in Somalia and Uganda and Srilanka who die because of lack of food and proper nourishment and you want to foster and save the life of a DOG????
I mean the GDP of Uganda would be equal to the money these guys spend on buying biscuits for their dogs and preening their dogs!!
Leave a 4 month old baby on the streets and a four month old dog on the streets. Trust me the dog WILL survive and even if it doesnt i dont care. Truly I dont. I d rather kill 20 stray dogs and save the life of one child than have children elsewhere in the world die and foster dogs.
Now mind you I love dogs. Yeah they are good pets and fun to be with but frankly I d rather say I saved a human than say I saved a dog proudly.
Now you might argue that your not fostering dogs is not going to improve the situation in Uganda and Somalia and you might as well derive some pleasure while doing good.
fair enough. Do good but do some good for the human race first and THEN for the dog race!! Bah!!
You can completely disagree but this is just my opinion
Coming back to food I have this sudden craving for Aloo Parantha now. I mean proper Amma made Aloo parantha with a lot of ghee on the sides and a dollop of butter on the top and cold cold dahi and some mango pickle to go along with it!! Ahhhh!! Bliss!!
Sighhh!! I want aloo parantha RIGHT now!! Salad be damned. I am going out and eating aloo parantha today!! :P
So the other day dad calls and he is like "Yayyyy!! Our Sethji and Bhabhiji's team won" and i am like what??
and he is like "Mukesh Ambani's team won". If u havent guessed already my dad works for one of Mukesh Ambani's umpteen concerns and i was like Sheeesh, Dhoni so deserved to win!!
Lets hope CSK does better in future and how i wish they were playing here. Could have gone and watched the matches!! :)
- I wish people in office would use deodorants. I mean ok I am not asking you to douse yourself in perfume and choke and asphyxiate all living beings withing 4 feet distance but you can you know just smell pleasant. Especially since Chennai summers are so cruel and anybody who has been out in the sun for more than 10 minutes sweats like crazy and stinks worse than an Onyx van (if you have not driven past an Onyx van on your way to office in the morning lemme tell you that you are missing out on one of the best scents in life!! :P) the least they can do is use some deo and then enter the lift or go to get coffee or stand in the lunch queue.
Sighh!! They probably should have an odometer in every reception which checks the odor levels of each individual and if it is below permissible levels he/ she shouldnt be allowed to enter.
Gross you think. Well then try standing next to an Onyx van!! :-\
- I dunno if oughta feel bad when I am teased mercilessly but HONESTLY i only feel like laughing and I would rather be teased mercilessly than have people treat me in a sophisticated and nice manner. That would be so bleaaahh. Sometimes i wonder if i should feel bad coz this weekend we had a small get together - a coupla friends and as usual i was the butt of all jokes being teased mercilessly about my lack of IQ, stinking feet, loud voice, incessant chatter and inability to just keep quiet etc and I just laughed coz i seriously was not offended even one bit. And then after i went home i had two friends msg me asking me if all that teasing rankled me and if they had gone over the board and i was like "eh??" which is the most intelligent expression i can give and i was like "sheeesh. i dont even remember what you guys told me"
Maybe i should change. Maybe I should be more of a girl, Maybe I should cry when people tease me, Maybe I shouldnt talk much, maybe i should just laugh delicately and not guffaw hee haw hee haw everytime i am teased, MAYBE then i would get married and my parents would be in peace!! :P
Note to self: Maybe i should stop writing such silly posts!! :roll:
So after i wrote my last post I had a couple of people mailing me and
messaging me saying stuff like "Suicide is a crime. You always have a
choice, Take counselling" etc and I am pretty sure the only reason
they didnt call me was because they feared I would be dead already!!
:P
So yeah basically my last post was a sad morose and dull rigmarole on
this thing called my life and it kinda shocked the wits outta the few
people who read this blog.
Rest assured guys I am nowhere close to committing suicide, I have not
bought a sturdy looking rope and I am NOT looking at the fan
longingly. Neither have I bought that bottle of pills conveniently
named "Poison" in big capital letters which heroines in Hindi movies
look at longingly and more often than not consume when they realise
that they are "paalo-ing kisi aur ka paap" in their stomach, mortein
at home is ONLY being used to kill them rodents, knives and blades at
home are not lingering close to my wrist and actually I would be
surprised if the knives at home could even cut through vegetables let
alone human skin and a really thick one like mine at that.
So basically yeah back to normal after having been in a bleaaaah state
for quite some time. All thanks to A and M who gave me some good
advice mostly consisting of a lot of unparliamentary words and
clutching their heads and telling me "Woman!! decide what you want in
life" when I poured out my heart to them and saying profound things
like "This too shall pass" and sending me virtual hugs and sharing
their own experiences and asking me to just hang in there (errr..hang
as in not hang to death but hang as in you know just keep my cool) and
telling me time and again that I am special (guys!! did u really mean
it or were u just u know gassing to cheer me up?? :P or maybe u meant
special in a totally different sense!! :P Whatever)
Thanks a lot guys. I owe you one!! :)
Sometimes i feel glad that at least the closest circle of friends that
I have who know me inside out are sensible and though they will listen
patiently to how i would love to get lost in the forest and become a
cave woman and how I am going to take all my life savings and just go
to the Himalayas and become a monk they will also be the first people
to gimme a tight slap or send me a stern mail and ask me to come back
to earth and face reality and help me do so.
You dont choose your family. That just happens but yes, you DO have
the choice of choosing your friends and I am mighty glad that though I
may have screwed up a lot of times in life, done a lot of things which
i regret and hurt a lot of people and done a lot of wrong things at
least the one thing which i did right was choosing my friends.
Ok!! So this post is becoming entirely too senti for my taste. Thanks
A and M for being stupid enough to befriend me.
So yeah cry as much as u like for I am back. A little wiser but
loonier than ever. This time I am here to stay!! :)
So for a couple of days, weeks rather it has been the same old shit at home just the days being different. Suddenly i realize that i am tired. Tired of having to defend myself, tired of having to prove to people who should know me well that i am not doing any nefarious activities or "inviting" trouble, tired of having to portray an image of what i am NOT to complete strangers, tired of returning home from work daily to a house whose inmates look at me with worry/suspicion/anger/disgust/pity, basically everything except a normal and friendly smile or meaningless banter. Never before have i looked forward to meaningless banter more. I try and talk to people to whom i can say anything without being judged or talk anything without being misunderstood or talk aimlessly on mundane topics.
Maybe it helps me forget reality and go to a place of temporary comfort, maybe i am cheating myself, maybe i am running away from my troubles, maybe I am tired of people's pitiful glances, worried expressions and their "effort" to understand me. Frankly i would rather not be understood at all. That is such a heavy word. "Understand". Does everyone even understand themselves to actually go about understanding others? I dont know.
I wish I could just laugh and push my troubles to the morrow
I wish I could just sleep in peace without having to worry about who I am hurting by my actions
I wish I could just sleep daily and not cry myself to sleep daily
I wish people wouldn't take me on a guilt trip everyday, day after day...
I wish I could be 18 again and be in college where my biggest worry was the exams and most important need was food
I wish I was a teenager again when my biggest fear was public speaking and the most sleepless night was the night before my last exam before the much awaited summer holidays
I wish I had never grown up
I wish I could just wake up tommorrow to find out that the past month has only been a nightmare and things are actually the way i want them to be
I wish I was mature enough to understand relationships and marriage and understand that everyone, EVERYONE does it and most of them are pretty happy about it
I wish I wasn't so confused all the time
I wish I knew what I wanted from life and how to go about achieving it
I wish I could just fly and go to the Himalayas and spend the rest of my life trekking and leading the life of a nomad without caring two hoots about "society"
I wish I was a better daughter, sister, friend - a better human being
I wish I wasn't such a bitch and one striving for perfection to be one at that!! :-|
I wish I had fallen in love so I would know what it is like think about one person ALL the time
I wish I had fallen in love so I would NOT be going through what I am going through now
I wish people wouldn't judge me or have preconceived notions about me especially people who have known me for more than 2 decades.
I wish people wouldnt break my trust or at least give me a warning when they do so
I wish I loved to cry so I wouldnt feel bad for doing it so frequently
I wish I could get back my sense of humor which seems to have deserted me at a time when i need it most
I wish I wouldnt write such sad posts!!
Aaaaaaaah!!!
I wish I would quit wishing for things which will never happen!!
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