Tuesday, January 25, 2011

How I met your mother!!

Seriously!! I have to write about this. I am only on the second season so i hope this does not pulls off a lost but as of now it is gripping. I totally love it. What i especially like about the show is how much Ted loves Robin. I love the way he looks at her. But then it turns out that Robin is not the mother met because he goes on to say that "that's how i met your aunt Robin" to his kids. So now there is a bit of suspense as to who the mother is. Now this is a bit irritating because then you cannot read much about the show on the net. But i am not sure if the show is over now and if whether it has been revealed. But scrolling down the pages, i discovered that Ted and Robin will eventually break up and Robin will also be with Barney for some time. Barney?? Eiuuuuu!!! Anyhow, as of now it holds the top slot of my attention so right now ... rocking!!

Monday, January 24, 2011

How almost single doctor met your mother (ahaa!!)

Yes .. I am back with the old blog theme. No i have not run out of blog themes. I have them aplenty. But this one is really good and it is called "Woman-talk". Speaking of women, I read this book about a woman by a woman. Indian author. I picked up the book by mistake because i thought this was the same lady who had written "the zoya factor". But they are 2 different woman. That one was Anujha Chauhan and this one is Adavita kala. So now i knew that this one was the not the chick lit i wanted to read, i had my reservation. But then after blink i was dying to read a story. A proper fiction. So i said what the hell and went ahead anyway! First things first. Did i like the book? hmm .... kind of. Which is not a certain no for an answer becuase i did laugh at a few points. It was actually a typical chick lit with its own highs and lows. The hight point was definitely the humor and the fact that the author had quite rightly captured how desperately the world want singletons to "couple up" even if they themselves wanted something else. Good! Here is the low point .. the way each and every line of the book shouted "I am american!!" Yes! There was nothing indian about the book except for the the fact that the protagonist wore saare to work everyday. over jeans ..so there you go! The food, lifestyle, dresses described (except the occasional saris (rohit bal))everything was about america although there is no direct mention. Not that i am complaining, i am just pointing out an obvious fact. Anybody who reads the book would realize that. Also a take on the (almost non existent) love story between Karan and Aisha. Okay.Thank God for no mills and boon angle here. But atleast, i could have done with some elaborate love story. Where does it start and how easily does it comes to a conclusion ...not happening really. Ok now dont give me the what would you have written look, I am not an author!!
Now i am reading Doctors by Erich Segal. There are a lot of reasons why i am reading it. First in the pretext of getting another book to read, now that i was coming closer to finishing almost single (thats the chick lit i was talking about) i brought six suspects by vikas swaroop (the Q&A author) only to realize that this would be my second indian author in a quick succession and although this author was classy, I thought Segal was classier. And i had to read doctors. I mean Segal ends up wrting beautifully. The class, love story and Oliver's story are printed proofs. Two lines. One from class "And so they ended up being lovers, friends, parents to each other" and second -- the closing line of Oliver's story. "Sometimes , he wonders how life would be if she was alive. Then he realizes ..he would have been alive too" Now thats called beautifully poetic. Lines which stay with you. Forever.
Another thing to talk about is "how I met your mother" A fun series. I love the story line, the characters and the suspense they are building over who the mother is. Its not crazily funny like friends but it has its own highlights and i am loving it.
So till then, Keep rocking and i haven't witten this even once in my blog since the new year "Let ther be lots of love in this world."

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Hic! Hic! Hurray!!!

Sunday morning in office is so not cool. It is cool because there are not many people bothering you but it is still so painful to come to office on a sunday. I wish, once i am in target, things change and i get a normal life. I also wish that once in target, i get an onsite chance ASAP. You know what is real cool about joining a product based company? The fact that i will be in the company and work for the same company. Like when i Satyam i worked for IBM and when I came to IBM, I started working for Bharti. But when I will be in Target, I will work for Target! This way, my philosphy, " company is as good as the project" will merge. Because the company and project would be same. Ok Fine you get the idea. I want to keep myself up and hence i am ranting and writing. Basically why and what i came here to write is this. I came across a picture which had a homeless man holding up a placard saying "Why Lie .. I want a beer" and the first thought in my mind was ... this is a "homeless" man. He probably owns just one pair of clothes, not sure if he manages even a single square of meal and basically has no money. In this grim situation he says "Why Lie .. I want a beer" !! I mean what is it about alcohol and beer anyway? I have tasted alcohol and it does not taste good. Period! you never eat a dish which tastes disgusting then why oh why is the world crazy after alcohol? Is it the head rush? Maybe it is the head rush.
Now let me tell you something about head rushes! It is so not a feeling you can love. No! trust me! It feels like there is an earthquake inside your head. Now when i had a head rush, it was a very mild form and i could understand what was i speaking and what were others speaking. But the mild form felt like Santa claus's south pole workshop on the day of Christmas eve! like little elves running around here and there and shouting and there is clamour all around and all you want is some peace and you get none. Now i would not want such a hotch potch inside my head. Ever! So why are people still crazy for alcohol? Maybe I would never understand that.
But to all those people who drink, someone once told me "Drinking should always be in class and control quantity" I think that should be the mantra.
I remember we had an office party and boys as always went crazy after the "free" alcohol. (Alcohol is enough to make them mad and then the word free attached with it makes them go berserk!) 2 of my colleagues were so heavily drunk that my manager was later heard saying that he was ashamed to have such people in his team. A check over class and quantity comes in handy for situation like these. and then there is this other guy i know. I have asked him many times but he never tells me his secret. He can hold his drink so good, that you actually doubt if he is drunk at all. But he is crazy. He only has alcohol pictures on his fb. Still he has a class which atleast does not qualify him under the category of manager embarrassing colleagues.
I'll come back for more..writing. Till then ...hic!hic! hurray!!! :)

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

How Rude!

Sometimes I am so rude to people. and you know whats the worst part ? I hate it when people are rude to me. I hardly give them a second chance then. Sometimes I hate everyone around me. No matter how close or not I am with a person. Infact, I become defensive when nervous or scared. Right now, I truly from the bottom of my heart HATE my office. I hate everyone. I hate every piece of "job" I am supposed to do. I am basically a happy person and I am rude only when something really unpleasant happens. Even then, if it is something really subtle, I dont let it show. And when I dont let it show, nobody comes to know how i feel inside. Like yesterday, I was extremely angry and sad. Thank God for the "me" time i get in the afternoon. It helps me cool down and relax. Sometimes, i really wish from the bottom of my heart that i could give a piece of my mind to all the people who piss me off! I wish i could just tell them to "shut the fuck up assholes!" Basically, I am never rude to a person "just like that" You should have done something extremely extremely annoying to have have come under my wrath. So if i am wrong in being rude to you, You are not completely innocent either.
So the question is , Do I want to change this? Should I stop being rude? I rather be quite than say anything to hurt people. Thats what i generally am when I am clearly mahaupset or like now, when i just dont want to talk.
All i want right now is a chance. A chance to kick all assholes' butts!!!

Friday, January 14, 2011

Zindagi roz humari class leti hai ....

Zindagi roz class leti hai ....
kitna dekha doosro ki aankho se
kitna jaana kitabo ke panno se
socho, kitna seekha humne zindagi se
aur kitna, khud se

zindagi par apni pakad banayi
kabhi kabhi muh ki bhi khayi
sapno ke baadal phugaye
aur fight maar kar upar aaye

tedhi ungli se kaafi kaam chalaya
par sachi mehnat se bhi rang khilaya
raaste jitne uunche neeche the
unhe kuch bhi karke seedhe banaya

kabhi darr ke peeche nahi hate
apne focus se kabhi nahi bate
choti moti khushiyon ko ungloyon se sajaya
doston ke liye haath badhaya

har bandhan ko apnaya
zindagi roz humari class leti hai
nursery se school fir college aur ab yahan ...
socho
kitna dekha doosro ki aankho se
kitna jaana kitabo ke panno se
kya kya haasil kiya jugaad karke
socho, kitna seekha humne zindagi se
aur kitna, khud se

Sunday, January 9, 2011

The first in 2011

Dear dear blog,
I am sorry to have abandoned you in the new year. and i know that the last blog was really tacky. But i cant even write "i dont know what i was thinking" for it. Because i know .... i know what i was exactly thinking at the moment i came up with that cheesy stuff. To give you a hint, the phrase "dhokebaaz pal" struck in my mind and i found it very gulzaar-ish. So i decided to do wat gulzar would do with the same phrase ... write a poem. Well, i will try my best to not do such posts in the future. And why didnt i come to you earlier? Well! i just didnt feel inspired enough. I didnt feel like ranting the way i do now and still i dont have a specific topic to talk about in my first blog of 2011. But i know i will pull it off ... like i always do. And u know what dear dear blog? you may get a name change. I have been doing a lot of thinking and if i am successful in convincing myself, i may give u a name change. cool that is right? And what did i do in the new year? chilled out basically! Anticipating 2011 ...anticipating bangalore .. some times when i deeply think about everything that has happened in the past days , i feel i should not have done it. But then, i was so fed up of this job, that i had to do it. Yes it is my choice and i will make sure that it becomes the correct choice. Everything is going to be correct this time!
Then i watched movies. I watched "one missed call" which deservers no mention at all except for the fact that i was watching it while the world was entering from 2010 to 2011. Then i watched golmaal 3. It was a typical slapstick comedy but i did find some parts funny and kept laughing throughout the movie because i was watching it with thakur who can laugh on almost all silly scenes. I saw no one killed jessica last night and he is just not that into you today. I liked NOKJ and i really liked HJNTIY. It is a typical typical my kind of movie. Those typical chick flicks i literally swear by! The way people find each other and fall in love. Oh! I loved the movie. and it had 2 very beautiful lines that stuck. "You are my exception.( One can understand the significance of this line only when one has watched the movie" and "Some times happy ending is just moving on" So true right??? I also liked how Ben Affleck proposes Jennifer Aniston in the movie.
Oh and by the way, how can I forget to mention that i had the loveliest of sundays today. We had tea while shivering in the delhi cold and then went to this not so cool looking place to eat something and had the most amazing poori sabzi, idli and coffee! Then the chick flick which i loved, crossed levels in klueless and had everything served to me in bed. Thank You God!! You have blessed me and Thank You for that!
Dear dear blog, I'll keep ranting in you and i will keep you posted.