Touched

In the course of our usual daily lives, we often don't notice or forget to recognize the little nice acts that touch us. One such thing happened to me today and it definitely needs a mention on my blog. Today is yet another day at work and nothing exciting except for the fact that it's Dec 31. I was sleepily stepping into the office cursing the monotony of it all and how I was in dire need of a change.

The scene goes somewhat like this...I enter the premises...turn left for the cafe...grab a plate and cutlery and move towards the buffet counter for breakfast. And before I could reach the food, there she was, with a bowl of lemon wedges exclusively for me. In my grumpy mood, I could hardly understand what she was doing and gave her a strange look.

Me: I asked her "What's this?"
Her: "Today we have poha for bfast. You like lemon with your poha right? So I got some wedges for you."

Wow! I was blown away. I take bfast in the same cafe 365 days of the year and even I don't remember the last time I had poha there and told her that I like lemon on it. What touched me the most is that she remembered! Out of the 1200 odd people who eat there, she remembered what I liked! Man, I don't know if I can care for a stranger so much. Hats off to her. I was touched.

By the way, she is the catering supervisor at our office cafe. Salute to your affection lady.

Tagged again!

There's so much to write and so little time. I'm addicted to blogging too. The only problem is, my mind runs faster than my hands so I usually move on to some other topic when I start writing about one. You call it a focus problem? Nah...i'm just too fast. Anyway, thanks Chote. Here are my answers to the questions:

1. The love potion you made tastes terrible. How will you drink it?

What? What kinda question is that?? I don't need love potions. There's no such thing as love. Bad girls go everywhere remember? ;D

2. You can punch a hole in an apple using a straw. How do you think that makes your milkshake feel?

Frustrated.



3. You've been entered in a shadow puppet contest. What's your best pose?

The ooh la la pose.

4. Do you believe that forks are evolved from spoons?

No. They were created as a result of the hypertension in the lungs of myochondric organisms that also had gastrobolic deformities.

5. Your people want to make a statue in your honor. What will it be made out of and what victory will it commemorate?

It'll be made out of milk and umm....what victory will it commemorate? umm...Pass

6. In the dream where you show up to school naked, why do you never go swimming?

Was too busy posing ;D

7. The children are waiting! Please tell them the story about the bald frog with the wig:

The frog had the most beautiful hair in the entire jungle. The princess kissed the frog thinking it'll turn into a prince. The princess kissed the frog and voila...it turned into Bappi Lahiri. Bappi Da thanked her for setting him free and rushed to judge one of the music competitions on TV. You will still find the devastated princess sitting there singing "Bappi bappi bappi..aaja aaja aaja..."


9. You have to dig a hole to China. Where do you start?

My nose.

I have no other friends that have not been tagged. So if you find this tag interesting, please tag yourself.

Books!

There’s a certain deliciousnesss in books. Just going through landmarkonthenet.com and I realized I’m addicted. The sight of books makes me hungry( well...for books of course). I wanna buy many more than I can ever read. The mere whiff of knowledge that comes out of a freshly opened book...the ritual of digging your nose in those mahagony pages and straining your eyes and neck to turn the last page over..ah it’s just beautiful. For now, I’m addicted to fiction…I’ve realized a change in myself. Now, I can read almost anything…well almost. I just wanna read. I’m hungry. I wanna run out of money for them. The new titles, colors of the cover pages, the golden font and sheer excitement of uncovering a trunk of words is what I'm addicted to. The end of a book brings mexed feelings, the sorrow of a world ended and the elation of picking up a new book…preferably something that I’ve never opened before. The coarse brush of the first page against the fingers, the setting of a crease on the cover page, the scribble of my name indicating my rightful possession on that piece of text and just diving into this new planet called Chapter 1…

And it snowed...

And the you feel like a flake in the snow...drifting away lonely...

Ok, I've taken to blogging lately and have been exploring a lot of interesting stuff. Tags is one of them. Jinu tagged me the other day and here it is Jinu.

Ten things you could say to people right now:

1. Stop saying 'What skills do you bring to the table'!!!!!
2. Love you :)
3. Get me outta here!!!
4. Could you just come here pls?
5. Don't act smart. You know I can figure what you're trying to do.
6. I need more love from you, friends?
7. Let's parrrrtyyyy!!
8. Stop being a girly girl!
9. Will you just for a second stop your whining, and look at it from the other person's pov?
10. Focus...focus..focus..

Nine things about yourself:

1. I can be very loving if you love me back.
2. I love meeting new people.
3. I hate people who think all the problems in the world happened to them.
4. I'm scared of people who don't have a sense of humor.
5. I'm officially the PJ queen.
6. You'll mostly find me playing the guitar these days ;)
7. I want to be an artist. How does kinetic sculptor sound?
8. I sing when I need a vent.
9. I'm so not close to being a girly girl.

Eight ways to win your heart:

1. Don't give me gifts. Just gimme your affection.
2. Speak good english.
3. I know this is vain but...wear good shoes.
4. Be honest with me. I love it.
5. Talk to me about your ambitions.
6. Make me laugh.
7. Take me to a roadside restaurant instead of a fine dining place.
8. I like you if you love travelling.

Seven things that cross your mind a lot ::

1. Ok, so what do I have to do next.
2. Guitar...guitar...guitar
3. Why can't relationships be independant and balanced?
4. My future house will have this..that...
5. Let's do something creative.
6. Why am I so confused?
7. Am I going wrong?

Six things you wish you never did

1. Not joined NIFT.
That's all. I believe that there are no accidents. Everything is planned for you. So whatever screw-ups I did. I was meant to do them. No regrets.

Five turn offs (This should have been ten instead of 5 :P)

1. Bad English
2. Thick accent
3. Uncle type shoes
4. Loud mouth
5. I'm-too-cool-for-you attitude/low self-esteem/I-have-all-the-problems-in-the-world

4 turn ons

1. Traveler
2. Ambitious
3. Ability to flirt subtly is very important (no sticky, mushy pick-up lines)
4. Respect towards me. (This doesn't mean

3 things you want to do before you die

1. Travel extensively with a friend.
2. Gift my parents a house in Goa.
3. Become a designer.

2 things someone told you, you'd never forget

1. You were meant to create history.
2. Only you have the right to sing. :) (Btw, the person who said this, was comparing me to some 4 other singers.)

1 confession

I lose interest very quickly. I'm scared.

Ok Sree, I'm no dum dum. Tagging you!

I wish alliteration was a crime

Ok, so don't go on the literal meaning of the word. Read on and you'll know what I mean. These are some of the words I'm hearing a lot these days. Ugh!!!!

1. Get the buy-in. (If repetition was really a crime, someone would've gotten a death sentence by now)
2. Innovation (My ears are fried hearing this word over n over n over n over......)
3. Restructure (In the 'voila' tone with hands moving around)
4. Idea Generation
5. What skills do you bring to the table (Heard so many times that I actually visualize a table when i hear it.)
6. Reactive vs. Proactive (Did you mean radioactive?)
7. Revenue (Who??)
8. So what changes (Ghanta!)
9. Support (No! Dont' say that. It hurts)

If any of the B-School grads reading this... Is there like a B-School vocabulary bible that you're supposed to revise and use everyday?!??

Ok, don't get offended. I have nothing against mgmt grads. I'm just a lil over-bheja-fried.

There she goes again...

If you're a good friend of mine, you would know what Jinuisms are. If you don't, then you DON'T DESERVE TO KNOW! Hehe..Just kidding.

So lemme describe it just for my readers (with an arrogant author-ish attitude)
I was just talking to J about how some guy I met at a wedding was kinda trying to get in touch with me, trying to keep up the conversation and how annoying it was etc. etc.
And here it was, another classic one from her.
J: "Koi baat nai bade, such guys are the griddles that stay by your side when you're going through a rough patch ;)." But of course, they only remain to the side and never come to the forefront.

Now that's how she is. She'll make me laugh in the weirdest of situations. For ex: when I'm whining, when I'm upset, when I'm not supposed to laugh etc. etc. And the best part is she doesn't even intend to, it just flows from her effortlessly...her Jinuisms.

It's all about how you say it.

Ok, so here's something silly that prompted me to think about how different men express their need to well...umm...take a leak. Just the other day we (me and some girls) were discussing how some expressions are such a turn off and some are a subtle way to say it. Don't judge me and please understand how jobless I can get. (which is so tough to be in a busy world like ours.)So, here's the bucket list of different expressions I've heard so far.

I've gotta:
1. Take a leak
2. Empty my bladder
3. Where's the restroom?
4. Take a piss (Ewww...)
5. Relieve myself
6. pee-pee
7. spend a penny
8. Visit John
9. wee-wee
10. make water

And here's what made me write this. A great addition to the list.

- I gotta give my signature and come. Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!

Marriage?!? Really???

This was the first thing that came to my mind when i heard about N's wedding. I mean are you serious? And what am I doing? Am I next? Is there gonna be increased pressured on me now? Am I too lost? Will I have to follow the beaten path? And here I am completely lost in life. Just the other day I was whining about having a job that's not really meant for me, being completely lost about my education, business plans etc. My career plans change faster than I change my clothes...well, not really but faster than my clothes in a week? Umm...err...whatever! Anyway, so as if the career confusion, education dilemma wasn't enough, here comes one more addition. Here I should emphasize that I'm really happy for her. Infact I'm thrilled and the naughty, always owerpowering side of my brain is already thinking of ways to tease Neha but seriously I can't stop thinking bout my own state. Ok, now here's the realization. Maybe I was going too carefree. No one to say anything to me, I was just feeling that I can go like this for the rest of my life. Little did I realize that there'll be family pressure, outside world, my BROTHER, all of them looking down at this carefree, singing-with-the-wind child, trying to mould this uncertain mass of flubber into the society requirements. Oh well, am I getting too philosophical? Yeah, that's the flavor of the month.