Sunday, November 30, 2008

A sad state of affairs...

What's happening to India ? Anyone who has stayed glued to the idiot box must be feeling the same kind of helplessness and depression that I am feeling right now. Ignorance is bliss sometimes. What can we say or do to bring peace to the families of those people who have lost their lives in the most unfair way possible ?

Mumbaikars have always been praised for their spirit every time something horrible of this sort happens. But by the looks of it, everyone is angry now. And why shouldn't they ? The moment they have recovered from one massacre, they plunge right into another one. Raj Thackeray is surprisingly quiet through all this. He must have noticed that the people who tried to save lives weren't all from Mumbai. How can we be safe when politicians in India themselves do not ensure safety to its citizens ? It's even more shocking when someone like the Dy CM of Maharashtra says something like 'In major cities, such small things happen'. Small things ?!

The terrorists involved were all under 30. The only one captured is 21. He speaks fluent English, sporting a Versace tee and cargo pants... seems like any other college going student except that he's carrying an AK56 rifle. It's so sad that even youngsters are getting dragged into all this. He now says he doesn't want to die and is giving away all the info to the officials. Then why did he get himself into such a dangerous situation in the first place? Didn't he fear for his life before he got into all this ? Was he forced against his own will ? Sad...

Here's what he did at the CST station...

Will any type of punishment compensate for all the lives lost ?

Saturday, November 22, 2008

Why do we do this ?

Was bored out of my wits. I don't usually turn to YouTube for entertainment. Was going through some random videos and landed up with this one. It's an ad for Trueroots which is a calling service provided by Tata. I simply loved the ad because its so true. Indians will be able to identify with what's being depicted.

We (as Indians) have so many mannerisms that are unique and oh-so-adorable. We fight for the most irrelevant things. We nod and shake our heads for a 'yes' or a 'no'. This 'yes' and 'no' technique has earned many a fans from around the globe. Foreigners have gone to great lengths to describe in their blogs how to interpret these shakes and nods so as to make it easier for their readers who plan to tour India and who has to take services from a local taxi driver. One of these blog entires has even mentioned the angles in which a head turns for a 'yes', 'no' and a 'maybe'. Weird but true.

We even have the habit of putting 'uncle' and 'aunty' after every name of an elderly person. 'Seema Aunty', 'Yash uncle'. Am guessing we are the only people who do that!

Anyway, enough of my banter. Enjoy the video!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Things like these make my day!

> It feels great to be compared to someone so famous as... Donald duck. Why why why ? But according to G, I am not the only one who looks like this famous character. So does Prachi Desai and Dia Mirza. I feel blessed :)

> Trust Sumi to come up with new plans. Madam sees every movie at home whereas me, moi, myself likes to go for every boring Hindi movie in theatre. But this time she does want to go to a movie hall... to watch one that so appeals to me. It is a love story between a girl and a vampire. Good looking vampire at that. Aah, finally a dreamy love story in which you can comprehend why the heroine spends sleepless nights in her chamber. She is thinking about love bites, you see ;)

> I hate all this shopping for India. Anything that reminds me of going back is dealt with a frown. And of course, change of topics.

Ma - "You like this torch we got today? Will be useful when there are power cuts in Kerala"

Me - "Whats for lunch?"

Ma - "You like this fan ? It works on batteries as well so when there are power cuts in Kerala, you can still use this"

Me - "Whats for dinner?"

Ma - "You like all these shiny paper plates and cups ? We got it so that we can serve food in them in kerala for prospective grooms and in-laws"

Me - "Ayyyooooo... it is so cold here. Weather changing no, ma?"

A highly frustrated mom walks away.

As you can see... change of topics. ;)

Sunday, November 09, 2008


It always feels terrible to get out of one's comfort zone. But as everyone knows, you can't achieve anything unless you get out of it. Change of phases always bring me a great discomfort. Eventually, I do end up liking them.

When I was in school, I was damn sure I will never like college. First of all, I had to go to Kerala and talk to my classmates in Malayalam. It's not that I don't know the language, but if you use some high funda words I will look as if I was just given a time bomb. I would never get to interact with small, cute 6-7 year olds like in school, who were just so carefree, enthusiastic and in love with life. I would never get to eat chicken mayo sandwich from ISB canteen. And on top of that, I had to wear a sad looking churidhar (my uniform) which didn't suit me at all.

If I sound like an arrogant NRI know-it-all, well... yes, that was me in the beginning. That lasted until I came to know... the others knew much more than me :P I slowly started liking the place. I started liking the milkshakes (only thing worth having from college canteen). By the end of my fourth year, I was completely in love with it.

After my fourth year, I was damn sure I wouldn't like going to work. Too much responsibilities. Too much headache. And you can't sleep during work hours. When I started to work... it didn't turn out so bad. The money earning part I just loveeeee :D The financial independence is just awesome.

Now its almost time for my next transition and I feel the same discomfort. Maybe all this uneasiness is for the good, as proved in the past. Though I think this transition phase is a lil harder than the other ones I went through because there is a lot more pressure, a lot more of disappointments.. and you are just looking desperately for that lil iota of hope and happiness.

Sometimes, I just wish I could go back to my childhood days and start things all over again...

But then...this is what life is all about.

Friday, November 07, 2008

East or West... Mallus are the pests ?? :-(

I hate it when people crib about Keralites in our local Bahrain newspapers. They just go on and on about how Keralites are selfish, self centred and how they think Kerala is a country by itself. I remember one of the letters said 'If you ask a Keralite where they are from, they will say they are from Kerala.. and not India'.

I mean, honestly, even if we do... the same goes for people from other states too. I am sure Raj Thackeray agrees. At the moment, if anybody were to ask that 'Indian (?)' where he is from.. I am sure he will say he's from Mumbai and that Mumbai should be separated from rest of the states in India. Yea, I think so too. It should be located far far away from India and the other states. Not that I have anything against Mumbai. But our dear Mr. Raj Thackeray would then be at peace since not every lay person from other states can get into Mumbai. It will just be Mumbai and the Mumbaikars. Blah! Dunno how many of you have seen Sarkar Raj. But this guy seems totally influenced by it. He's the goonda of the nation. A goonda who seems to have many followers. Shame on him! Not because he doesn't consider himself as an Indian, but because he didn't leave even leave Amitabh Bachchan alone. He seems to have forgotten that all his ideas came from Bachchan's character in a movie. Raj, you should be worshipping this man instead. You should put a large portrait of his and do pooja everyday. You should be thanking him for being your mentor.

Phew! Looks like I got carried away when I started typing 'Raj Thackeray'. Let's get back to Keralites, shall we ? We are the butt of everyone's jokes. Not just Keralites. Sardars obviously top. Followed closely by Keralites & Tamilians. Apart from the jokes, its so sad that many Indians dunno even how to spell Kerala properly. Its usually 'Karela', 'Kerela', 'Kerla'. Sighhhhh!

Coming back to the complaints in the local newspaper about Lola kuttys and the Lola kuttans of India, I got so pissed off that I sent a big letter (as a very good patriot.. yes yes, thank you very much) to stop all the cribbing about us. And why it takes only a cricket match or Olympics to realize we are all Indians ?

Recently, I was on my way back home from work. I was talking to this guy in my transport who is a North Indian. He asked me why I didn't speak Hindi. I told him I have no problem understanding anything in Hindi and that am actually a bigggg fan of Hindi movies, but the only problem is I never had the confidence to speak in Hindi because I always got the gender wrong. My God! Everything in Hindi has a gender. From rivers, to trees... to even tables. And I don't like getting genders wrong :P Who am I to change the gender of things ? That's why I don't converse in Hindi. He then asked me where I was from. I told him I am from Kerala.


Then the guy turns to this other guy 'See, this is the problem with Mallus. They never say they are from India'!!

Nightmares in letters converted to reality... *sighhhh*

Monday, November 03, 2008

You know you are getting old (Part 2)

When lil tykes walk up to you and call u 'aunty' without any second thoughts. And I feel like telling them in 'Hum Paanch' style.. 'aunty math kaho naaaaaa....!!!'

Maybe am gaining weight, maybe its my specs, maybe I walk in aunty style... what's this ? Or maybe all 24 year olds need to be called that by 3 year olds....


-End of part 2-

P.S - Sumi, I will write longer posts soon. Not feeling patient enough to write long ones.

Sunday, October 26, 2008

You know you are getting old (Part 1)

When you start thinking that the movies made nowadays are silly and nothing compared to how they were made in the yesteryears. Ex: Andaz apna apna, Hum hain rahi pyar ke. Such simple and innocent films.

Now we have Priyanka Chopra dancing to 'Desi girl' in a sari that seems to hide nothing. Somebody please teach her how to wear a sari. Or, somebody please give her a copy of 'Aaina'. Let her learn a thing or two from Juhi Chawla and how exactly to look like a 'desi girl' in a sari (draped properly, of course). These kids nowadays... Che che che...

Am getting old :-(

(End of part 1)

Saturday, October 18, 2008

Beauty treatments... the bizarre way!

The things we women do to take care of ourselves. Grooming is very essential, of course, but if you are bored of the conventional techniques you can always discover new ones. Check some of them out:

Carp cleaning away the crap

I clearly remember, during my childhood days, how I used to dip my feet inside the pond at my mom's place. These small tiny fishes used to flock around my feet giving a really ticklish feeling. I thought they would eat up my whole leg, so never kept my feet beneath the water for too long. Apparently, they are only eating away the dead cells.

A salon in the US called Yvonne is now using this technique for it clients. Yes, as a form of pedicure! The fish being used is tiny and toothless called the Doctor Fish. Since they are toothless, they can't bite off the live skin (thank God) and instead feed on the dead cells instead.

Now I know what to do when I reach Kerala. Set up a salon near the pond! Interested, anyone ? ;)

Venom on my skin ?

Snakes. Venoms. The words itself induce a shiver down my spine. And to put snake venom on the skin ? E-W-W. But its true. It has some anti-aging properties which leaves the skin smooth and wrinkle free. Its there in some creams (Ultra Lux 9 products) which are used even by celebrities. For more details, please contact Gwyneth Paltrow.

Slimy Face Creams

Slime from snails.

Used in face creams.

Good for acne, scars and stretch marks.

Will not be explaining this further. Disgusted already.

And the last but definitely not the least gross-est, presenting to you...

Placental Cream

Human placenta, people! Even sheep's. The most controversial one coz of the human factor involved. Also, the most effective one (as pledged by those who use it) for its hydrating, sun protecting, cell renewal properties. To see the best of its type, visit

If by the end of all this you feel like puking, please go ahead. I will not stop you. Hope you find out many more ways to accentuate your beauty!

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Observations on a humid 'Dandiya' night

The only thing I feel like doing now is cutting off my nose. The mere mentioning of someone getting sick seems to be enough for my immune system to lose its power. At the moment am very very angry with this system of mine. I wish it was right here in front of me so that I can yell and throw stuff at it. But then again, if such a thing was to happen it would yell right back at me complaining about my lack of exercise, eating too much junk food etc etc..

Prior to me getting sick, the weekend was a very eventful one. I was feeling a lil feverish and was dead scared I might end up falling sick on the day ILA (Indian Ladies Association) decided to organise the Dandiya nite. Thankfully, my immune system was compassionate enough to let me enjoy for a day or more before it decided to nail me down. I got to meet my good friend there after a very long time. I must say I make a very awful dance partner and had hit her fingers once or twice. I couldn't exactly make out what she was feeling that time but her expression went like 'I would have kicked you, but since we are meeting after a long time I will just smile instead'. Thanks gal ;) (You know who you are)

The good part is I got to see different kinds of people there. The kind who came only to be with their 'special' partners. The kind who came just for dandiya. The kind who only did the Bhangra (weird but true). The kind who kept jumping up and down for no reason. And those who came just to stare at these other kinds. These last kind of people are very amusing. Really. They will do one fancy dance step and then look around to see if any attractive person around happened to catch their splendid move. If not... try try again until you succeed.

And then there were the parents who were perched on a podium way above the dancing floor. Looking with keen eyes and following the movements of their sons and daughters. God bless those youngsters who were caught doing things they werent supposed to do.

In case you are wondering what kind I belong to. I belong to the observing kind. Quite a curious, lil cat, I am! Hmm... or I might even qualify as a curious George. Upto you :-)

Sunday, October 05, 2008

Eat, Pray, Love....

The holidays were great to say the least. The only thing I had to concentrate on (since my mom is back) is eating, sleeping and some more eating and sleeping. I must have put on atleast one kilo from all the biriyanis, KFCs and pizzas. But then again... who cares about weight gain? I feel so happy and healthy! Touchwood...

We also went out quite a bit this time around. Almost every day... which is saying quite a lot since my parents are not the outdoorsy types. But sadly all good things have to come to an end :*( My holidays are over and getting back to work isn't exactly something to cheer about. Oh well..

If you are into reading nowadays (I am for the past few days) I would suggest 'Eat, Pray, Love' by Elizabeth Gilbert. I just started reading and am loving every page of it. I remember I had posted 'The Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde within' some time ago (too lazy to search for it and add the link here). Its all about the conflict of the mind and the red pump inside. I am restraining from using the word 'heart' again because that word somehow only triggers off only one thing 'Oh! Dhanya is in love. Talking about hearts and all'. And seriously, I do get that a lot. Maybe its the age I am in or maybe its cos people think I like to be mysterious about such stuff. But believe me, I would be the first one to cry from the rooftops if something so magical was supposed to happen. Anyhow, getting back to the topic. Yes, so I am going to just refer to 'it' as the red pump.

So she explains how her mind is saying something and the pump is pumping out different signals. The confusion arises. Haven't we all been there ? The confusing state of self. Now, when it gets too desperate you end up turning to God and the voice within always answers. The voice. That topic deserves a different post altogether. For Elizabeth Gilbert, the voice offered her comfort, love, and understanding. A 'I love you no matter what you do or say' message. The stuff you want to hear from your near and dear ones. And she would just calm down hearing it. I totally identified with that.

I feel strongly (like her) that God is within you. Close to your heart. The inner voice is God. Whenever I am depressed, I just ask Him a frenzy of desperate questions and He always gets me to calm down somehow. Sometimes its just a 'Go to sleep, Dhanya'. And that sometimes is the best thing to do. 'Go to sleep and we will think about it tomorrow when your head isn't so heavily cluttered'. In the morning, it always does get better. The matters which hurt me yesterday, always feels kinda silly in the morning and I might not even think about it after that.

I guess the book just intensified the spirituality within me. So just had to share my thoughts with you guys.

God bless! ;-)

Saturday, October 04, 2008

And yet again...

Most of you must be aware of the very recent US vice presidential debate. Even if you aren't, am not going tread into anything deep. It was a rather uneventful affair. Palin trying hard to be safe after some harshly criticized answers she gave to interviews regarding the financial crisis. Biden not saying anything directly to Palin, and instead focusing on McCain's policies. I am not going to bore you any further about this. Since it was really a dull affair, this is what one of the Indian readers had to say - DON on Oct 03, 2008 03:09 PM

No enjoyment....they should have talked in UP Assembly...Biden kursi uthakar Palin per Phenkta, aur Palin mike uthakar uska sir phodti. Ise kehten hai debate!!!

I second that!! :-)

Monday, September 29, 2008

Cartoons, anyone ?

If you are a fan of political humour, then Vikram Nandwani's cartoons are the one for you! Even if you aren't, am sure you will love them. They don't appear tacky (somehow all Indian cartoons tend to) and the content is hilarious. Enjoy!

Here's my personal favorite :

Friday, September 26, 2008

Movies, masti... and NDTV!

I watch TV for a reason. Only for one reason. For pure feel good entertainment. I don't want to cry while am watching it. I detest most of the soaps they air on TV for this reason. They seem stuck with the typical Ekta Kapoor saas-bahu serials even if the mentor seems to have moved ahead with better plots herself.

Nor am I much of a fan of comedy shows - comedy circus, the great Indian laughter challenge... whatever. One time I sat down to see them (after many recommendations) the result was well... confusing. I just remember staring at the screen (maybe with few question marks hovering around my head) while sidhu just laughed on and on.. and on. I don't get the jokes in Hindi with their double meanings or maybe there wasn't any double meaning at all. Dhanya, being the big high funda tubelight that she is, finds it much better to switch to more understandable topics than wreck her brains over something that she will never ever be able to get the gist of.

Am totally in awe of people who stare at the stock updates on TV with full anticipation because I don't understand the a-b-c of it. I gather its all about buying and selling of stocks in accordance to decrease and increase of market prices. But whats with all those points they show on TV? Numbers always used to scare me... oh well. If anyone has the patience to explain all that to me, please feel welcome to do so. And when you are emailing me, please do NOT go greedy with details. Thank you.

So what exactly do I enjoy on television ? Apart from apna Indian movies, there are other actual real life entertainment to look out for too..

For example

- Zardari flirting with 'gorgeous' and 'huggable' Palin. Now, why would he do that ? Does he see his Benazir Bhutto in her ? Doesn't he know that she's married ? Or does he feel... kuch bhi chalega now that he's single... and obviously ready to mingle ?

-Lindsay Lohan admitting shes going out with Samantha Ronson and blasting her father off in her online blog. Wah wah! So, apparently she went out with dozens of guys before realising shes a lesbian. As if life wasn't confusing enough....

-The Big Bang experiment! If they are trying to recreate something that made the universe, are we in for some big trouble or what ?

As you can see, news can be very very interesting. Who needs soaps when there's NDTV 24x7 ?

Talking about NDTV... I simply love it! I watch it more than other channels nowadays. I am a hugggeee fan of Prannoy Roy. Not cos hes the founder of NDTV. But because he's the only guy I have seen who looks soooo damn good with a beard :-) But sadly he doesn't appear much. We have Miss (yeah, she's still a miss) Burkha Dutt who keeps talking non-stop and doesn't give anyone else an iota of chance (check out the debates). But that doesn't hide the fact that shes so knowledgeable about things. We have a Swati Maheshwari who looks very similar to Soha Ali Khan. And we have a lot more others whose names I don't remember but all of whom have an incredible fashion sense, fantastic hair styles, and a personality to boot ;)

Style with substance... what more can you ask for ?

Go NDTV!!!!

P.S - Am not working for NDTV.

Friday, September 12, 2008

The Spirit of Onam.. and Ramadan.

Happy Onam!

Onam has interloped with Ramadan this time around… which thankfully has reduced the consumption of alcohol (somewhat) amidst the Hindu community in Bahrain. I know some of the guys right now are just hoping against hope that they were living somewhere out of the Gulf just for this month. But of course, there are some others who were prepared for this and have stocked away enough vellam that would ensure them sailing smooth for this entire month.

In Kerala, the sale is expected to reach a whopping 200 crore during this 10 day festival. Some of the workers are going to spent more on liquor than on food. I still haven’t figured out what men find in these tasteless fluids. Ok, I have tasted it all. Just a sip.. to see what the fuss is all about*. And they are good for just that – a sip. So I am just assuming the only reason for people to get so enthu about alcohol is coz apparently it gives them a ‘high’.

I can’t believe I started with wishing you all a happy Onam and ended up talking about alcohol. Aah, the spirit of Onam ;) Lets get to the good things… the feast, the pookalams, the happiness… which can be experienced only if you are in India. So I won’t be getting too much into that. I will not be having any Onam sadhya for lunch this time around coz my mom is in India and being Ramadan season we can’t order any sadhyas from outside either. So please please please eat your scrumptious lunch keeping me in mind….!!!!

What I did get to have is Bahraini food at Diplomat hotel yesterday. It was an Ifthar party. My first! Family friends invited us. We (me & dad) took this as an excuse for not cooking and headed out without any hesitation. It was an all you can eat buffet costing 11 BD per person (approx. 1300 rupees.) A lil too much. But who cares ? We weren’t paying for it :P The food was oohhhhkay. Nothing great. Bahraini food tends to be either too sour or too sweet. The grilled chicken was too rubbery which couldn’t be cut apart even with a sharp knife. My friend saw me struggling with it and then whispered to me ‘Don’t even try cutting that. I already did, and gave up.’

The biriyani was nice though, so was the falafel and samosas (samboosas as they call it). A slice of black forest cake along with Rose sherbet filled up the last tiny space left in my stomach.

So now its back to noodles, sandwiches, hotel food in case the experiments in the kitchen turn out to be disastrous. *Sigh*


*To my future childen : Your mommy wasn’t a drunkard. I bet she is now.. looking after your irritating, heartless, ‘no time for me’ father. Everyone used to talk to me about their husbands in that way, so am assuming your father is the same. But do tell him, I like him anyway…

Sunday, August 31, 2008

The Birthday Eve

I had the best ever!

Grreeattt surprise gifts from family, a great party and loads and loads of love totally made my day!

I don't feel too bad turning a year older cos of that ;) Yay!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

The funniest email I have ever got...

dear gal,

hey....i am raj working as an executive in a reputed bank in might be wondering what is the purpose of this anonymous mail....but trust me it's not any bad have captured my attention when i saw you once from car near a traffic signal....i presume it was your dad who was with you....and you might be wondering how i got your mail address.....i heard your dad calling your name and i searched for your name and bahrain in orkut and fetched the address....hence there is no hiding details and messing things up from my part.....i have told you frankly about how i went about in tracking your mail.

now let me put things straight....i find you very hot and interesting...and i really wish to know you more and if possible look for a straight relationship. I am unmarried male of 26 yrs 5'10' athletic body quite fair and reasonable looks....i am a post graduate by qualification.....i have never been a girls man and mind you i am no skirt chaser either...a clean virgin till don't take me for a damn flirt disturbing you....

i found you very hot and cute and hence i just got an interest in knowing you more and if everything works out i don't mind a log term relation...

and if you find this mail very disturbing and not a wee bit interested in chatting openly with me(thru messenger or so) you can reply straight stating that leave me alone....i won't disturb you any further.....thats a word....and don't worry i wont ask for mobile numbers and addresses unless you like me.....i just want tell you what i feel about you when i get an opportunity to chat.......thats it.....

don't leave this mail ignored please......respond with a yes or no as you wish......
looking forward to chat with you dear gal....

love and regards

I have got many emails from strangers before asking for a friendship request. But this one takes the cake. I have to tell you I am very impressed with the spelling of this guy. He got it all right! No spelling mistakes... and he hasn't used any abbreviations! Thank God! Usually the requests go something like this 'hi.. mke frnship wit me.. i m very gud guy'. *sigh*

I did reply saying I found his email very funny. I wonder why he didn't respond to that :P

Shucks... and I was looking forward to a funnier explanation....

The Mission W

I might get a warning letter soon from my work place for taking too much leave. After being the eternal good girl at school and college (well.. not so much at college), I am really looking forward for this one.

Watch this space.

If you want to embarrass me in front of public please do refer to this as 'The Mission W'.

Make things easier for me, will ya ??

Saturday, August 16, 2008

Yay! 100!

This is my 100th post. Yippeeee doodle dooo :D

Blogging since 2005. Was reading some of em right now and couldnt believe how immature I was reacting to some situations. Wouldn't like to mention which posts just in case you go back and read em again. Am quite embarrassed about them but I choose not to delete em off.

The whole purpose of this blog was to record stuff and do what I did just today - reminiscing and understanding how gullible and silly one can be. I can't say am not gullible or immature anymore.. but I think am a tad better. Maybe whatever I am writing now will be considered as childish later on (by myself). But right now, I just think am very funny ...

This way I kind of know how I am changing... how my views change, how my passion in life changes.. how everything is constantly changing and you are not even aware of it yourself. I can pinpoint certain things in my 2005 posts and say 'Oh my god.. I don't feel like that anymore'.

So am glad am still blogging and am glad I have those few good friends who are glad am blogging too.. who encourage me to do it.

My own little world is changing. I dunno what it has in store of me. God knows what all this blog must have recorded ten years from now. Lets wait and see...

Monday, August 11, 2008

Generation Next

My 6 year old niece keeps pestering me to put on F.R.I.E.N.D.S.

Whatever happened to cartoons ?

Ask her who the characters are and she rattles them off as if she has been seeing them her whole life! Her favorite ones are Chandler and Phoebe. The enthusiastic little girl chirps to her mommy :

Star : Rachel stands naked in her building and Ross sees her!
Star's Ma : What ? (looks at me)
Me : (Looks somewhere else)
Star : And Ross comes to the building. He starts removing his clothes.
Star's Ma : What ? (Looks at me again)
Me : No he does not ! He just removes his shoes!
Star : He removes his coat too (grinning)

When will I be the responsible aunt ?

Wednesday, August 06, 2008

Anita & Me

I dunno anyone called Anita. Lets get that straight first. Once in a while I like to enjoy those offbeat films ('arty' films for some). I got so fed up with the regular diet of song n dance movies that I just had to see something meaningful AND interesting. I don't seem to enjoy all the sweet candy floss movies anymore. MY GOD! WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH ME ?

For example : Jaane Tu.. Ya Jaane Na. Almost everyone and anyone enjoyed the movie. I saw it in India itself. With my cousins. I begged one of em to transfer the movie into a pen drive from his college lab computer. I sat down and I was able to predict what was gonna happen during the first few scenes itself i.e, Aditi getting depressed over an animal dying..

Me : Am damn sure, its an animal.. a dog..
Cousin 1 : Hmm... are you sure it isn't a monkey ? (sarcastically)
Me : Or it might be a cat...

Then they reveal the huge portrait of the cat.. and I go 'Aha!!!' at my cousin who stares disgustingly at the screen. So it was more a case of predicting things correctly which was more enjoyable for me than watching the movie. I loved Prateik Babbar's performance though. Even the wife talking to her dead husband's portrait is kind of lifted from the TV series 'Hum Paanch' though in that the roles were reversed - the husband talked to his dead wife.

I didn't like the movie. I was sad I was the only one until Sumaiya voiced the same about the movie. So yay! ;)Soul sistas...

Back to 'Anita & Me'. Its an adaptation of Meera Syal's book. Meera Syal herself appears in the movie as Meena's (the main protagonist) mom's best friend. Its a simple story. Meena is living in Britain and can't seem to understand why her life has to function the way it does. She wants to have fun. She doesn't believe in her roots. She can't understand why she has soooo many relatives who when they come home keep pinching her cheeks till they bleed. She can't speak her mother tongue fluently at all and she's made fun of by her so-called relatives cos of that. She can't understand why she can't have fish fingers and chips for lunch instead of the heavy oil filled dishes her mom lovingly serves her.

In midst of all this commotion, an English girl captures her attention. She tries really hard to befriend her and she succeeds! She sees Anita's (the British girl) way of living.. and slowly but surely, she starts recognising and respecting her own roots.

The only irritating part I found was the British accent. The tone with which Chandeep Uppal (Meena) talks is really really flat. But the film is interesting. I never felt bored even for a moment.

Think am entering into a phase where I am appreciating a different genre of movies. I still go for those lovey dovey type movies thinking I might actually like em but its been a really long time. I think the last one I liked was uh... hmmm...

DDLJ!!!!!!!!!! :-O (seriously, it took me that much time to think..)

So till the time the next DDLJ comes out, its 'prediction' time folks!

Tuesday, August 05, 2008

How I love a good sense of humour :)

Was reading about NASA discovering water in Mars and then read one of the reader's comments. I just HAD to share this with you ppl...

What is so great about it?


Anand Krish
on Aug 05, 2008 12:06 AM

Let NASA find water in Chennai then I will accept they are great.


Saturday, August 02, 2008

Those ugly days

I had the good fortune to view some of my yesteryears childhood videos. Oh my god! They were taken during what one may call 'the ugly phase'. I had the BIGGEST of glasses. My teeth protruded. I looked like a skeleton. I was there... sitting in one corner looking bored and disinterested. Wanted to kick myself and say 'Get up from ur seat and go play with others!'.

I looked and acted entirely innocent, depending on my elder sis for the smallest of things. I am sure all of you had one of those days in the past where you absolutely abhored the way you looked. Except maybe those useless people who looked great from day one. Now I know (and hope) that I don't look anything like how I did in my childhood days. I am of medium structure now, my glasses are still there but not that big and since I have gained weight my teeth doesnt look like they are gonna pop out anymore. So just to reassure myself I ask my mom :

Me : Don't I look better than THAT now ? (pointing to myself in the video)
Ma : No.. you look the same...
Me : AH! :(

Then I turn to my dad :

Me : Don't I ? Don't I ? (desperate for a 'yes')
Pa : Of course you look entirely different... you look nicer...
Me : Ah! :D

I used to be the ugly duckling of the house. I had rude relatives who used to tell me that and who would tell ma 'Hopefully.. she will look better as years go on... remember how cute she looked when she was a baby? So its there in her somewhere'. Damn you ppl! I show them the middle finger right here in this blog where they can't see me :P

Maybe its cos of all those 'being ugly' days that I find it difficult to accept compliments now. Its just a case of 'awww.. they are just being nice'. But I appreciate them nonetheless :D

I love me now! I didnt love me then which was a problem. I tried hard to please everyone. Now am a lil selfish which is perfect for living in this big bad world.

Remember no one can make u feel inferior without your consent (which by the way happens to be my wallpaper quote at the moment). Cheers! :)

Saturday, July 26, 2008


How I wish my body wasn't so sensitive to climate changes...


Friday, July 18, 2008


My India trip went phenomenally well except for the nagging. My mom behaved more like a stepmom around her sisters.

In Bahrain
Me : Ma, I am hungry. Feed me.
Ma : Shyooo, paavam. Let me go get something for you.

In India
Me : Ma, I am hungry. Feed me.
Ma : You spoilt girl! When will you ever learn I can't be there for you always?? Food is there in kitchen. Take it from there.

She then gets back to her fav topic of match making with her siblings. I am already the bad gurl in their eyes considering my long list of demands in comparison to my cousin who is willing to marry a guy who sports a thick moustache, who is 30+ ,who is a complete stranger (that's scary). I had to come to terms with the 'complete stranger' part. But now I am ok with it. No offence to anyone who is reading this blog who happens to have a big moochi but its a no-no for me. Maybe its cos of growing up and studying in a foreign country where most of the guys don't have one. I dunno. So there you are. I am the bad girl who gets weird looks from all around when I refuse a guy.

You can imagine my relief when I got back to Bah from India. I don't have to explain why I didn't like a guy to around 20 people. And those glares... phew! It was a very stressful month for me. I needed a vacation from my vacation!

It wasn't all that bad. I had a blast with cousins who thankfully had other things to talk about. We went to Chavakkad beach and even though one is not advised to step into the water, we had a good time nevertheless enjoying the cool breeze and the sunset. After that we went straight for a movie - Dasavatharam. The movie sucked. The theatre sucked. But we had a nice time commenting.

I went for another movie this time tagged along by mom. We ended up giggling like a bunch of teenagers by the end of the movie cos one of the actors resembled a relative. We ended up picturising him in the movie instead which led to the never ending giggles. Crazy, I know!

I really miss pree. I never got much time with her before cos of her studies but this time she was free. We had long chats about almost anything and everything. It felt nice to share stuff with someone who is in the same phase of life as you are.

I wish I was in a place which had a combination of : The easy life of bahrain + the constant chitter chatter of my cousins + my family. That would have been fun.

*Sigh*... NRI problems...

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Indian musings

I miss pree

I miss poocha

I miss my nachu machu pachu

I miss pappoochi

I miss the long endless chats with cousins till 1 am

I miss fighting with my sis ;)

I miss jumping up and down in the rain and getting scolded for it


I don't happen to miss anything else...

In peace at the moment.


Friday, May 30, 2008

Story ghar ghar ki

Oh! How I love 'Radhaa Ki Betiyaan Kuch kar dikhayengi' !! (I hope I got the number of A's right in the name).

Especially the episode when the younger sister goes to college, gets ragged, starts crying about how shitty her life is and then goes crying to the second eldest sis who just refuses to cry. After which, they both go to the eldest one and the eldest one starts crying! (oh my God! NoooOooooOoo!). As if that wasn't enough they all go to the mother who is just WAITING to cry and once they break the news she is so relieved that she can start crying too.. Yay!!

They start crying, guess who joins in...

Yes, me... the one and only... yours truly...

I have reasons!!!!!

1. They have a perfectly natural screwed up face when they are crying. I can identify with that!
2. Its not a saas-bahu serial with that funny background tune which sounds the same in all of em.
3. There's no third reason. Except that am an emotional fool...

RKBKKD (name is too long) did what no Hindi movie was able to do. It made me cwy! And yeah by the end of it I was stuck with a 'Oh no... not me too!!' feeling.

Yeh ek aurat hi samaj sakti hai.. ek dil ki kamzori..


PS: I am a big fan of RKBKKD especially Mona Vasu :D Choo cute. When she says 'kyuuuuuun mamaaaaaaaa'... her facial expressions are quite similar to :-o (for kyun) and :-D (for mamaaaa)

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

What's happening ?

Once Mike entered my life, I have been really busy. I am not going to play around on who Mike is. HE (don't you dare call him an 'it')is my new Sony Vaio lappy toppy. Didn't get a better name cos of some reasons which I don't want to disclose here but which some of my friends are aware of ;)

I have been admiring the GUI which my Vista had to offer. It's performance is nothing compared to XP I heard but who cares when it looks this good :D Mike's dark, broad n handsome by the way ;) ala Mills n Boons hero.. (skip the tall part)

I am damn protective abt my Mike for now. So in case you are planning to pick him up or examine him you might get a strong disapproving look from me. Call me an obssessed lover if you want to ;)

Other than my lappy toppy something else also has got my attention. The Aarushi case. Yeah I know dozens of kids, adults are getting killed every day maybe in the same manner but this one just stood out. Maybe cos they showed extra footage of how she used to be close to her family and their video clippings. Its sad how a 14 year old had to die so suddenly in such a brutal manner especially when she had such a zest for life.

It does look as if the Noida police got it all wrong. In this case, I am thinking from the heart (don't I always?). Aarushi was born to them after a long time so how can a father kill his one n only daughter and that too by slitting the throat!! Maybe such people do exist but its hard to believe. That too a well educated man who is said to be one of the most famous dentists in Noida. We can see how deep the Noida police is into the case from the way they got the name of the victim wrong during the press conference. 'Shruti' it seems. Bah!

Going to my personal front, my own little world does not exactly feel like heaven right now. But hopefully things will improve. I got some time to read yesterday. Feeling very hesitant to finish Paulo Coelho's book cos its that good. I read only one story per day and they are very inspirational.

It so happens that what I read yesterday was the most suitable for me at this point of life. He mentioned how when things go bad we just lose passion for everything we do. Everything is just half-hearted. But inspite of all that, pray even if you feel like the words don't make sense anymore. Just keep praying. Cos the angels who take messages are just far away or lost sometimes and can't hear us for the moment. But when they are with us, they should hear our prayers. We shouldn't have stopped praying then. And that they will surely help if they hear us. I know some of you might consider this childish, but you have to admit it does make you feel nice. I definitely did and said my small little prayer then and there...

For those idiots who still smoke, please note 31 May is No-tobacco day! Stay away from them as far as possible. Do yourself and the people around you SOME good :P

Tuesday, May 20, 2008


Someone dedicated this pic to me and made my day....

Now I dunno whether he meant my face looks yellow or jaundice affected... but I like to think otherwise :-)

Thanks 'A' in case you are reading this...

Friday, April 25, 2008


Lets be frank. I just love Christian weddings! Yes, more than traditional Hindu ones. The beautiful white flowing gowns are the main culprits. What can be more romantic than saying 'I do' to THE special person in your life looking like an absolute angel (even if you aren't one) ;)

I love to flip over bridal mags which showcase numerous gowns. I just ogle at them with a repeated 'Wow!' every time I turn a page. Miss R just insisted I rent a gown after my Hindu wedding and have a Christian wedding too... just for the heck of it! Hmmm....

And you know what's even more romantic ? Having a big fat white wedding in a beach. The most amazing event taking place in the most romantic-est (pardon my English) place ever for me!!!!! White gown, white sand, nature by your side giving you its special blessings.... WOW !!

A white gown
A white dream
Purity of love
From seam to seam

I am dreaming now
Of a white wedding
With the Sun and sand
As the major setting

It's all a dream
Never to come true
Where I stand on the beach
Wistfully saying 'I do'

Friday, April 11, 2008

Politics at work

Something I thought I would never get into. Am not interested in fights... so imagine my own surprise when I got into one. That too at work. You try to be as good as possible.. but then some people just don't allow you to remain so!

There's a major difference in delegation and dumping. Think twice before helping anyone in their work at office. They might just dump you with the entire responsibility the next time. Crap!

Have stopped worrying abt what other ppl think of me at work. The good thing is I have learnt to say 'No'!!

That doesn't mean I am a bad person OK ??? I can still see the faint circular glow around my head.. ;)

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

I dreamt of yesterday....

And I happen to miss all of it!

  • Going to my paternal grandparents house in my shorts (I can't believe I wore shorts then! Much to the amazement of my orthodox neighbours) and listening to my grandmom's story recitals from panchatantra, Ramayana (remember that chech?). That place is now sold and grandmom is somewhere far far away in her own peaceful world...

  • Eating Keema and Chicken sandwiches from the school canteen with Pue. They used to make yummy sandwiches!!

  • The Carnatic music class at school! A bunch of crazy people, music and masti. What more can you ask for?

  • Going for picnics, tours with family and friends. We used to have one every other month coz we had more younger and enthusiastic parents then ;)

And lots, lots more. The point is we were so carefree then! As you grow up you have never ending problems, increased responsibilities. You just forget to be free again. Isn't it sad ? When we were young,we couldn't wait till we were grown up. You just didn't want to be that 'little kid'. But when you are grown up.. you have a different story to tell.

I want to go back and experience so many of the same things again. At the same time, I want to change some of them (especially of my school days) . Live the life the way I should have. The only thing I have now is my present. I hope I can imprint even better memories into my life now so that later on I am not left with the same feeling of missing out on something. I don't want to look back on my life with regrets. I don't want to say 'Oh shit! I should have done that!' later on.

Most of all, just live your life and follow your dreams. That way you will never have any regrets!

Friday, February 29, 2008

Distorted History.. Who cares ?

I got to watch the overtly expensive 'Jodhaa Akbar' with my sis recently. Wasn't expecting much because I am not much of a fan of epic films. To tell you the truth I went just to see what the fuss is all about. The film is getting banned in a lot of places in India. The reason is as simple as this - nothing to fight about, so why not create a ruckus on the name of Akbar's wife ?

Who cares really if Akbar's wife was called Jodhabai or Putlibai ? We are there to watch an entertainer for heaven's sake! Not to learn history. As if all those boring history classes during school days weren't enough. I thoroughly enjoyed the sets depicted, the jewellery sponsored by Tanishq even though the storyline was a drag. The sets were just fabulous! The beautifully ornated ceilings, the riot of colours, the silky vibrant drapes... everything! But no, we have to concentrate on the wife's name. Right!

So what were these political parties doing before the release of the film ? Why didn't they protest when the film was being so heavily advertised on TV ? And that too.. when the film's name is 'Jodhaa Akbar'. What did they think ? That Jodhaa will change her name midway through the film to a name which is more acceptable to them ?

Getting back to the movie, the only thing that kept me glued to the big screen was the set. My bro-in-law unfortunately didn't take interest in all the bling and dozed off. Why did they name the movie 'Jodhaa Akbar' ?! I mean.. Akbar had 34 wives! And none of them must have been mentioned as his special one in History coz then there wouldn't have been this much confusion over a name. So how can they use such a metaphor anyway? 'Ek chotti si love story' would have been better ;) Don't you think ?

Oh by the way.. I did expect the film to show his 34 wives :( But I guess then the entire love story would have been baseless. I guess some films just don't meet your expectations....

Sunday, January 27, 2008


I will try hard not to oversleep and be late for work again.

I will really really try!


Sunday, January 20, 2008

And The Award Goes To...

Almost a month since I blogged ? So without further ado let me wish all of you a very very VERY VERY happy new year 2008! I know it is kind of late.. but better late than never right? A rather poor excuse.. but hum to aise hai bhaiyya!!! ;)

With lots of award functions being held.. I thought why not have my own? I sincerely apologize for the lack of publicity. But you know me.. the quiet girl with bad marketing skills! Ready for it? Ok people, here goes...

The Best Friend of The Year Award - Swapna RK
My sister! Yay! She has been more of a friend, less of a sister the past year. I don't think I have ever got a friend who has listened, understood and loved me more than her! Three cheers to her!!

The Funniest Person of the Year Award - Nakshatra RK
My niece! How can a six year old take away with this honour? Trust me. She's one of the funniest people I have ever met. She can sense whenever her aunt is angry and can crack such cute jokes, show such silly faces that all you are left with is a smiling face!

The 'Best in Keeping in Contact' friends of the year Award - Sumaiya and Ershad
Whenever I go missing, they are there to enquire! They don't seem to mind that I am a lazy bum who simply sucks at keeping in contact with people. I love you both!

The Best Bro of The year Award - Pradosh
I am glad I have a bro at work who suffers all my tantrums, my tempers but who still ends up giving me sound advice at the end of the day (which I don't end up following). He covers up for all the mischief I do at work and sometimes even encourages it ;).

The Wacky Friend of the year Award - Nasmin
The amount of bullshit we talked through the phone makes her the most eligible for this particular award. I can't believe I actually ended up talking so much nonsense. But I enjoyed every moment of the crazy, nutty chats we had.

The Most Wanted friend of the year Award - Anu Susan
Most wanted simply coz she has gone missing! Isn't she always ? A carefree, absolutely hilarious human being who can eat my head too at the same time ;)

The Lazy Bum of the year Award - Neo Coelho
Stop spending time on WoW and start doing something constructive... you moron! ( don't worry people, I am not this rude to everyone)

The Helping friend of the year Award - Ciby k.
From collecting my college documents to going all the way to ensure I got them at his own expense makes him the right person for this one!

and last but definitely not the least...

The Crackpot of the year Award - ME!!!
Writing ridiculous blogs, making even more ridiculous decisions and continuing to be genuinely ridiculous ;) Who deserves the award more than me ? The last year has been very inconsistent for me and I have made many rash decisions (some of you reading this right now might know). But this crackpot has always found a funny side to everything and stayed happy. So yay me!!

There are many more awards that I would have loved to give. But I am not sure whether the recipients would have taken it in the right spirit ;)So those people whose names have been skipped here can come and ask me directly which award they are most suited for.

Winding up, I wish all of you a very happy year ahead filled with lots of wonderful surprises. And even if they aren't wonderful, be rest assured that all bad things do come to an end! So keep smiling :-)Love you lots...