Letter to Daddy

Hi papa. I’m sitting next to the window at the dining table in my house far far away from you and ma. Eating a brown bread sandwich for breakfast. I’m having something called breakfast after ages. Don’t remember the last time I ate a hearty one. As I eat and look out of the window, I can’t help but whimper a bit. I miss you. I remember the time you used to run after me right from my bed up to the bus stop to make me eat breakfast while I used to be rushing for school. How I used to HATE it! Now...How I wish you’d run after me like that now to feed me food.

Hmmm…………..

The element of risk

I love these things. Random...It's a sudden rush of excitement and then...just then..I have to do it! That is how I got my eyebrow piercing and this time...my new haircut! I had long tresses and now..you can count the hair on my head.Surprisingly, contradictory to what I had thought, I feel great!

Just a smile...

Just came accross this amazing illustration today. What a irony. If only we could pay to have a permanent smile on our face, even in the face of adversity or in front of people we don't like.

Marriage!?!?!

Laptop open FAST! I need to write. Need to express. Need to squeeze that second of emotion that I felt onto this LCD screen. I just talked to her. She’s getting married. My friend. MY friend. She’s getting married. My peer! I mean at this stage I can’t even think of getting married and she says she wants to get married. She wants to get done with it and start her new life. Man! Am I missing something? Am I missing an important stage in life? Will it be too late when I start feeling something like this? Or am I already feeling it but somehow covering it..suppressing it , hushing it under my ambitions?

Is it the word I’m scared of ? Am I looking at marriage like that giant roller coaster you see at amusement parks and you know that’s gonna cause a lot of trouble to your bowels. You know it’s going to be fun at the end but just going towards it makes you shit bricks. Anyway, I’m digressing. The main point here is…it feels like I’m losing her. One of my very close friends, one of the gang of friends that I used to swear by. As I was talking to her, I had just started enjoying the fact that I was getting back in touch and that she was still the same I met at college (I needed that feeling), she tells me she’ll have to disconnect. Her fiancé is calling. She needs to talk to him.

Where are the days when we would do anything and everything together? Where are the days when we would yell back at our parents because they used to stop us from talking to the same friend again on phone after we had spent the entire day together? Now, as people get married, friends become social circle, little acts of friendship become sweet memories, unmarried friends will be looked down upon because ‘they don’t know what married life is like.’

Anyway, I’ve seen that earlier, and I’ve seen people like me feel the same way about their friends getting married. It feels miserable. Or I’m just getting too emotional here. Maybe that’s how really reluctant people get married too. They see their friends get married and there comes a stage when they feel too lonely. Ok people, don’t laugh. It’s just the ‘OMG- my-friend’s-getting-married’ nervousness.

Wisdom hurts!

Dayum it does! Whoever said we needed a wisdom tooth? It doesn't come out till you've lived half your life and whenever it grows, it throws tantrums. I'm exasperated...distressed...maybe I need a dog bone coz sometimes it hurts and other times it itches. I'm not even able to think straight. So you bloody wisdom tooth, I've got two words for you and they are 'Grow up!'

What if companies honestly advertised what they were trying to sell?

At the cost of plagiarism...take a look! :D (Due credit to the person who created these. I didn't!)

New blog...

Ok, the blog fever's catching on with me. I've created a new blog called 'Managerial Mumbo Jumbo.' It's all about my experiences as a newbie manager. I'm learning so many new things everyday, and I gotta write it all down. Read and feel free to share your thoughts too!

Hyderabad Woes

Yeah, that's right. I'm sick of it now. I wonder how I stayed in that city for three years. No offence here to anyone, it's just personal opinion. But seriously I've seen the safety levels dip to abysmal lows in the past three years that I was in Hyderabad. I was back in Hyderabad last weekend and I realized why I hated it so much. Some reasons:

- The stares: Trust me, those wretched eyes of a lot of men on the roads in Hyd go straight from your face to your chest. (It feels sick!)

- The verbal abuses: It's strange how they take to verbal abuse as a form of eve teasing. I remember going home late one night when a gang of guys started calling me a bitch and laughed out loud after that. (Wonder how they found it funny.)

- Anything can happen: This time it was a limit! I'm sitting in an auto thinking I'm safe when a group of guys pass by. I get to hear the usual comments (darling, sexy...etc. etc.and it's not flattering!) and one of them actually musters up the courage to extend his hand into the auto and reach out for my face! I was shocked.

- Spit on the pants: Most people disagree with me but I've faced this three times! All the time while walking on Banjara Hills Road no. 1, near City Center. Some random biker would come and spit pan on our pants! At first, I thought it was an accident but it's too much of a coincidence to face it three times. I tried to find out the reason for this from some Hyderabadi locals. Apparently, there is some telugu B-grade movie in which the villain does this act. And some fuckers think it's cool to do it in reality!

- Crazy following: I used to ride a scooty when I was there. Lately, it had become difficult to go out on the scooty after eight. Random guys in cars would follow you until your house!

Some of you would find these extreme opinions but I'm outraged! It's becoming increasingly difficult to stay in Hyderabad especially if you're a north Indian. The city would be far from becoming an IT hub if this continued.

Thanks for the love!

Never got a chance to thank my followers and the ones who read my posts carefully and comment. Thank you guys! And Mania! Thought I'd send you a message or a comment but couldn't find a way to get to your blog. Nevertheless, thanks for the follow :)

Turning 24...

Ok people, I've turned 24. Which means i'm one step closer to the quarter life crisis. Didn't get time to write this on my birthday but like it's the in-thing, i was thinking about the 24 years that passed. I still remember the proud and ecstatic me when I had turned 4. I would promptly tell my age with my name when people asked me for...well..just my name. :) What an achievement it was to get one more year added to your age. It was like a lakh added to your salary. Umm..ok, that's an overestimation. So without wasting much time, here are 24 things that I find funny about myself.

1. My fat. :|
2. The fact that I go blank when I see a lot of numbers.
3. Ok, finally making it public. I'm scared of people in the finance sector (Because they seem to know a lot of Math.)
4. The name 'Obama' makes me think of an overfried 'aaloo tikki' (patty for the ones who don't know hindi)
5. The way I assure people that I know something when I don't know shit about it.
6. The way I run on the treadmill. (Lips pursed tight, no exhalation)
7. The way my face get twitched when I sing (Looks quite like 'ooooooooooohhhhHuzoooorrr'...Himesh Reshamiya)
8. As a two year old I used to threaten people (old and young alike) that I'll claw them with my nails.
9. I called one of my neighbors a witch on her face. (She used to be very generous with make up on her face, so I couldn't help but tell her the truth) Hehe
10. The way I got drunk and fell on the dance floor three times in Firangi Paani one day :D
11. Phew!! That's it for now. Will keep updating it as soon as I recall more things.

Ciao!