the little window

there is window a bit far from my cubicle

when i stand there, i can see outside

(and my boss can see me standing there and not working)

not much to look at though.. more offices, lawns and ant like people

but i like standing there and staring at the muddy grey sky

its like i want to stare it out and make it rain

please prey that i win

Todays Mood

Like a happy pig gloriously wallowing in mud. In a pink world.

Spontaneous Joke of the Day 2

"A Big Bang created the universe "

:P :P

Who says AstroPhysicists dont have a sense of humour..

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Rejected a job application from a guy who used to be a jerk in our college.

Felt good :)

Inferences

Trouble comes running after you when you run away from it.

And hence, being the intelligent-I-think-therefore-I-am kind of human being, I always keep looking for more trouble.

Somehow it is not working out that well..

:)

Spontaneous Joke of the Day

butt kicker = kick butter

(I apologise for any serious brain damage occured because of this post)

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Most poeple rely on alarm clocks to get up in the mornings. I dont. (Actually, I cant :D )
I usually rely on the morning sunlight to wake me up (as a downside of which i can NEVER get up before 7 : )
Anyways, so its the morning light flitering through the curtains which wakes me up. And as a result on cloudy days, i am always late. Which I dont mind since I like cloudy days and hence wake up late but happy.

Today morning, i thought I woke up to a particularly happy cloudy morning.
And drew the curtains to find sjhgdjsg.

There was so much dust in the air that it had hid the Sun completely.... !!

I hate dust.

updates

I have managed to not write blog posts for a pretty long time now.. Being lazy of course..

So its time for updates (not that there are many).. I took a long vacation after a long long time.

Spent time with family

and

spent time being happy..

Yeah.. that kinf of sums it up.. Will post pictures soon.. to help with the summing up :P

I guess I hav mentioned somewhere about the beautiful gulmohar and amaltaas trees around our house. In fact they have lifted the beauty quotient of the whole city with trees laden with vibrant red and yellow flowers (not very unlike Japan and the cherry blossoms)

(Now since I am very lazy to click pictures myself, I am putting these pictures from the web.)

Music and lyrics

Husband and I are obsessed with singing. We sing a lot. And we are loud.. I know that for a fact because once my neighbour said - "You guys arent visible most of the times. But I know you are home when we hear you." (Yes, that is scary on a lot of levels.. )

Anyways, so the point is, we sing. And not well. (Sorry Ksh.. that's the truth.. But whatever you sing is music to my ears :D)

And we are very innovative. No song ever comes out without a bit of remixing. The lyrics change, tone and tempo change, and sometimes the language too..

It might be slightly unsettling (When Ksh rewrites all the lyrics) and cacophonous (my morning voice) to others, but it is mighty relaxing for us. A happyfying experience.

That is what music is for.. right ?? :)

This is not here

Television is evil. A sweet kind of evil.

Just when I decided to go all health-foodie, the TV starts showing shows like Food Paradise.. Which consists of people eating all sorts of mind bogglingly great food articles..

I got converted into a guilt ridden but haapy and content miss Eats-a-lot from the pathetic leaf munching health-foodie that i was (for a couple of hours at least)..

And I dont see a way out.. I am not even sure I want to :)

Fact

Among the things i dont like, income tax features on the number one position.

Of rodents and their anatomy

Language they say, is a tool for communicating your thoughts, feelings, facts and office memos.

And I love the intricacies of languages and the beautiful works of literature. But at times I am stumped.

Like this one - "I/You/My neighbour/The dog dont/doesnt give a rat's ass. "

Why would anyone care for exchanging rats' asses?

or any other creature's ??

:)

I visited Calcutta (I cant say Kolkata.. m sorry. But Calcutta stays Calcutta on my blog) after almost 10 years.. And the one thing i realized is that age corrupts..

In the Calcutta I remember from the trips I had in childhood, I remember beautiful colorful buses with fancy wooden windows, and this time I saw dilapidated boxes running amok on roads..
I remember elegant old world buildings with down to earth people, and I all I saw now was old buildings, with rusted broken windows.

and the crowd.. ohh the crowd.. everywhere...

Anyways, its not all bad.. Calcutta does hold a charm for me.. And I have been to no other city that can come close to it. Its the people of Calcutta. The awareness that is there.. nowhere else..

nowhere else have I seen a barber shop called - Newton Hair Saloon

nowhere else have I heard Beethoven blaring loudly at the chauraaha as a publicity thingie of a political party

nowhere else have i seen not one, but two processions, within one hour..
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Being IPL season, its inevitable that IPL rules everybody. But strangely I didnt find many KKR fans in Kolkata. I asked my driver why he prefered Mumbai Indians to KKR and he kind of evaded the question by mumblings something about mumbai..

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As always, I had to meet a whole lot of people there. And the more I meet people, I discover new things about myself.

Another one of those lame a** late night posts

But this one is better.. because I am listening to this new song by Shakira from She Wolf - gypsy.. Its awesome.. I love it so much that this post is going to be dedicated to Shakira.. And women. yes to women.. my people..

Met a very very very dear old friend today. All by chance. And I have been happy and cheerful since then. :D

Even on another one of those lame a** late work nights..

:)

:(

some %#^%@*&$^ stole my wallet yesterday.
With some cash, all my cards, ID and Driving License
And my lucky coin
and a hand written note :(

Damn you pickpocket.

Why birds are equivalent to nuclear weapons

I might have mentioned somewhere that I have started gardening. And from gardening what I mean is trying not to kill the few plants that i have in my living room balcony.

It actually began during winters. Given my love for live things with chlorophyll and the absurd number of balconies in our home K and I decided to buy some flowering plants.
On arriving at the nursery, Ksh says I started raving like a hungry kid in a cheese house (plz note i didnt say chocolate. At present there is a chocolate excess in our house. My freezer is crammed with choclates and there is more). We finally decided on some pretty looking plants totally laden with flowers.
On bringing them home, super enthusiastic that I was, I took charge of maintaining them. With regular watering and careful weeding, they all died pretty fast. Not all of them though, a couple of them decided to dry up partially and turn into ..well semi dried plants. It might hav been the monstrous delhi winters or the sheer amount of water that they were flooded with everyday, we'd never know..

Anyways, spring came. And I decided to restrict myself with hardy ever green plants and seeds this time. Another few trips to the nursery got us some nice super tough (touchwood) plants and three different variety of seeds.
After elaborate preparations the seeds were sown (the hardy plants were(are) fine on their own) and checked upon twice everyday. Now, I kind of forgot which pot had which seed and after a couple of days i had four varieties of seedlings when there were only three kinds of seeds. nevermind.. I cared for every one of them like .. well like plants. One of them is weed, though i cant tell which.
So, thats the story so far. till a couple of days ago that is.

I noticed today, that pigeons have eaten/messed up two pots.

And now I hate those messy birds. For ever.
If I could, i would prefer they eat something else, like bird food.


[update: the reason I am posting this post at 11:30 at night is because i have a lot of office work. Which roughly translates into wasting a lot of time on the internet while ignoring work, staying up late and turning up for work next morning looking like a zombie]
[update 2: Its 1:30 a.m and i am actually getting mad with being super tired and not sleepy(because of all the caffiene(how do you spell caffiene??)) at the same time.]

unwinding :)

Finally I got a day off..

So I am taking the day at my own pace..

A lazy lazy cup of tea.. reading stupid celebrity stuff in the newspaper.. I guess i have stated somewhere that i love the way sunlight filters in my living room.. i am totally nuts about natural lighting at home.. it really makes me happy.

Anyways, so i decided to try my hands on something i hadnt made in a long long time - Bhari bhindi.. and they turned out to be okay..

Had a terrific weekend. As a result of which by the end of the weekend, i.e. sunday night I was incredibly happy and incredibly tired.. could barely keep my eyes open.

Anyways, the tiredness did not wear off in my sleep and I arrived at work looking like a penguin lost in Amazon. (not in literal sense though. In reality, I look more like a sleep deprived human being. Which I am)


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When I was about three or four, I used to have two pony tails. And I drew pictures of people with no stomach.