.......And Life Goes On

I am writing after such a long time that I didn’t even remember my blogspot address ..and landed up typing psychic correctly.

Time has really been flying since July and if I look back at all the sequence of events, it seems just like yesterday.
I’m so involved my activities that I actually have no time to think and CRIB about the fact that I am actually leading a dorks life.
Since July I haven’t even taken one Saturday off

My current situation is somewhat like this
a) My office is under the sealing threat.
b) We were asked to pack up overnight and I have like 100 files and 10, 000 samples. Obviously I could walk out with all so I just packed my correct files in 2 cartons
c) All teams if the office were sent to different destinations and the terminology was “ people are co-located to factories”
d) I am sitting in a factory right now. I have a small room which is full of files (they could be like 2 years old but whose gonna segregate and clean !?!), right opposite my room is the production floor so the workers can see me and I can see them (God bless !), so I demanded for curtains. U gotta hear what I got…cheap orange and white w/ lurex stripes sheer fabric suspended on a drawstring which is hammered on top of the door (VERY CLASSY !!)
The room has a carpet , which is torn and creased…and I am still looking for place to put my 2 cartons which I carried with me .
e) I went to the factory owner’s cabin to talk about how horrible my place is and came out of his room without a word…HIS ROOM WAS AS BAD AS MY ROOM !! Icing on the cake was that his room has had those jhin-jhack lights around the shelf !!

The only good part about this whole co-location thing is that I am independent and have no boss around me. I reach this place at 10:30 am Vs 8:30 am
I leave this place at 4:00 pm Vs 5:30 pm
I haven’t heard the sound of the alarm since a week now
I eat lavish breakfast and look at the newspaper (I still can “read” the newspaper)
I get time to change my bags and carry a matching bag everyday (there was a time in my life when I would go to office empty handed, my jeans pocket managed to accommodate some money and a cell phone….REASON: I am wearing pink clothes today and my black bag is not matching ! I rather leave the bag at home as I am running late)

Dunno how to end this once…just all I know is that my if actually a BITCH right now
I NEED A HOLIDAY…WHERE I CAN JUST RELAX AND NO SHOPPING !!
Shopping is stressful (My current state of mind thinks so…don’t hold me for it)

Title Gayi Drive Pe

U really don’t need to know a person to know his class, stature, education. Some things are just judged with face value and choices…
Just the way I am judging people in their cars

I would like to categorize them as follows:
# 1
Salaa mei to sahaab ban gaya
These are the people who will be in Honda Citys or Lancers. Wearing Guess sunglasses.
Their car will have a cool stereo system. Catch them talking on the phone while driving..coz breaking the law is ufffff sooooo coooooool
But however on the red light, they will never be on the phone.
The decibel level of their music..namely Saturday Night, Cotton Eye Joe, It’s my life increases.
The guy’s neck starts dancing to the music which is 12 years old and soo passé.Not coz hes enjoying it…its just coz its ENGLISH music.
Kya kare…good taste koi bazaar mei thodi na milta hai . Bhaisaab ki galti nahi hai !

# 2
Dekho Dekho mei kitana Ghati Hoon
These are the people who will be in Indicas, Omnis or Maruti 800s.
Their car will have a darkest tinted glasses. The rear view mirror will have a CD dangling.
The back of the car will have a big sticker which reads something like Gujjar Boy” or “Jat Munda”
The music will be so loud that even the neighboring countries like Nepal and Bangladesh will turn back to take a look at this dude.
The choice of music normally ranges from Altaf Raja or Baba Sehgal to Himesh Reshamiya.
These drivers drive so rashly and love to speed up the car when they r heading towards a puddle.
Their hair is oiled (I dun think they use gel) with their hair pulled back “Guchi” sunglasses are sitting on their eyes 24/7.
Catch them teasing girls walking while they slow down .. “ Eh suveety…want lift ?”
Aaise logon ka koi ijaaj nahi hai

#3
Bade Log, Bade Batein
These are the people who will be driving the Mercs and the BMs
They will be wearing Prada sunglasses, Hugo Boss suits and a Rolex watch.. Uh so neat n propah !
They will be fine drivers and on red lights, CATCH THEM DIGGING THEIR NOSE.
Just one advise for these people “ghar mei swimming pool bana liya…magar kheloge aap wahi gao ke bucchon ki tarah patther wali game”
(For those who cannot understand this one, please don’t even try to, coz I can explain it)

# 4
Old is not Gold
These are the people who will be driving their old Padmini Fiats.
The uncleji will be wearing a safari suit or kurta payjama. The glasses with be thick black frames and their posture will be leaning towards the stearing and their neck will be like an ostrich !
The car speed will be ard 5- 10 kms/ hr and god help u if u’re stuck behind them. U’ll want to leave your car and run home.. thinking u would reach faster.
Uncleji yeh gadi bech ke, kuch aur paise dal kei , ek cycle le lo…bhala hoga

For all these ghastly people on the road … On your mark, get set, go away!

Dharti Pe Bhoj !!

Some Gyani gave me the secret to lose weight, I'd like to share it with all of u if u promise not to pass it on further :
a) Give up good food
b) Exercise
Wow, I could give up my one of my 47 jackets to know this secret and I’m passing it on to u all free mei !!….yeh ehsaan samgajh lena

I just remembered a black and white movie’s dialogue “ zindagi mei kuch pane ke liye kadi mehnat aur lagan chahiye”
Arrey, market mei milti hai kya lagan aur mehnat ? Should I go to a supermarket and say “Bhaiyaji 3 kilo mehnat and 4 kilo lagan pack ker do ....magar thoda discount dena..bulk mei khareed rahe hoon “

So considering I have no mehnat and lagan with me, I am set on a mission to lose weight.
So while I am binging on my cheese burger, pizza with extra cheese and diet coke, I am thinking of losing 5 kgs
My fat friends tell me I look fine but I know that say just so they don’t look any fatter in front of me ..(God bless these green-eyed girls )
So I decided to go on a no cereal diet (bright ideas come with cheese in your stomach ..mark my words) ..so no rice, roti, bread. I thought that this would be easy as I could eat tikkas, stir fried veggies, salads, cheese platter etc
After 10 days, the weighing scale did not show any difference but my jeans were not tight any longer , they were comfortable…so I was happy and had to treat myself.
So that night it was Penne, garlic bread and brownie with icecream ..lovely !!
Next morning those jeans were still comfortable so lunch was mysore plain dosa and dahi vada. ..my jeans were still ok
Obvoisly now its time to send those jeans for washing !!
3 days later, those jeans were tighter…TIGHTER THAN BEFORE ..
So to lose the weight which I had put on, I decided to go on a no cereal diet again …suddenly I realize that chocolate is not cereal, so why not indulge!
5 days later, huh..same story..NO WEIGHT LOSS !!

What does a person like me who is fat, has no mehnat and lagan do to lose weight.
a) I run backwards when I see a gym.
b) I am on a good food diet all the time.
c) I always have diet coke (calorie conscious me )
d) I get high on good food (I get into my true element with good food..its strange but true). So de-stressing means gorging
e) I like venture into any new restaurant in the city .
f) I pray to god every night “Oh god, thank you for this lovely day and the good food. Please bless me so that any food which is calorie’s galore does not react on me and does not form fat lipids.
Please make me the thin without giving up food and without exercise.
Amen …Oh and also world peace”
After my prayer, god has has put a penalty on all things we enjoy in life. Either we suffer we suffer in soul or we get fat.


I have a great diet. You're allowed to eat anything you want, but you must eat it with fat people.

One Pin Down ..Part 2

Totally agree with the Al Couple’s comment that I was wliting and not writing..BLAME IT ON THE SITUATION..and it’s kinda sinking in now

Besides all the rumble- tumble, some things in life don’t change…like Al Giggly’s luv for food…
She calls me at 8:45 in the morning with good news and says “ can u pls get r dinner reservation done ?” sure I can but I thought ppl loose their appetite in such situations ..maybe I was wrong :P


So anyway, I met Al Dude and Al Giggly yesterday evening and came to the foll conclusion
a) Al Giggly is now Al Smiley
b) Al Dude is very comfortable with giggles around so we all can be ourselves

One Pin Down !!!

Everyone who knows me knows of that fact that my life is about food, family, friends.
Friends’ r the most interesting of 'em all (I am actually contemplating between friends and food)
We r a gang of 6 giggly girls (we were baptized by Zee)
We all are convent educated 26 year old single girls…ooops I mean un-married girls and we r so proud of our status coz we truly believe in united we stand, divided we fall.
For some reason, this is very comforting for our parents as well !!!
And honestly, we gave them that comfort as we say….Look at all of us Mom....we all r single, so u need not worry. Its not that the good boys r drowned in the nearby sewage, its just that u r not working hard enough to find ‘em .
My dad surely has a logical answer to that one “Agar class mei koi baccha fail hota hai, tab woh sabse pehle apne papa ko bolta hai, dekho chunnu aur munnu bhi fail hue hai “


So now coming back to united we stand and divided we fall theory , some dude came from the middle east and tried his hands at bowling, and there it was ….ONE PIN DOWN !!!!!!!!!!!.
The news broke today morning…. I was overwhelmed. ..I didn’t know how to react !! I had a million questions in mind mind playing karate with each other and I didn’t know which one to ask first.
So the safest was, “ Where are u? “ The answer I got was ‘Qutab Minar’
I had nothing to say after that..!!!!
‘Al Dude’ was sweet enough to pacify me that he’s a nice guy and will never go bowling again J..hahaha
‘Al Dude’ was kinda scared that now he has to bear with me his entire life and ‘Al Giggly’ did not do any talking !!


I dunno what more to white in this state of mind…so I’m gonna end this one abruptly
And will contiue this one after I meet up with ‘Al Dude’ and ‘Al Giggly’ today ……………………………..

Bag it all !!

Ok…so the shopaholic side of me is writing this blog ( dun call me a bimbo after reading this blog)

I suffer from a split personality and this personality is split into various parts.
I dunno if I know all of ‘em but to name a few
Mad
Hungary
Reserved
Shopaholic
Pensive

My boss at work thinks that she is the final authority to fashion !! (huh..shes livin in world of illusion). Well her clothes are nice but they are not branded. She thinks spending on a brand is a waste as one cannot see the labels !!
She mentioned that someone recently gifted her a LV monogram bag and its too precious for her to use. ( Well can she afford one from her own money ?)
So the topics of bags started.

I the past 2 weeks I hv been to the Dior store twice and thrice to the LV store.
I am aware that the price u pay for the merchandise is actually the price of the brand value, not the price of the raw materials or the manufacturing cost of the bag

For all of u, who can discuss bags for over an hour (just as a passion!) will know that the LV monogram bags are actually coated canvas bags and only the handle is made of real leather.
These canvas bags range from Rs 29,000 – 90,000
On the other hand, the real leather bags start from Rs50,000 and upwards

So I told her that patent leather is really in and Fendi is doing some nice patent leather belts.
She says, “ Well, spending on a belt is a waste , at least when u buy a bag u know it’s a leather bag “
Me, “The LV monogram bags r not leather, they canvas”
She, “ Canvas is cloth, I know what canvas feels like”
Me, “ Its coated canvas “
She , “ How can a bag be so expensive and not be leather, u have wrong information”
Me, “ No, I am right, u can call LV to find out”
She, “ I don’t need to call, I know, maybe u shud call, u need to get ur facts right”
I was actually cursing her under my breath !!
Me , “ I know, the leather bags are much more expensive that the canvas bags. Infact the denim bags r higher than the monogram bags and denim is cloth “
She, “ Well the monogram bag is leather”
I just walked away !!!
THIS IS THE PRICE I PAY FOR KNOWING THE CORRECT INFO.
I KNOW MY STUFF, YET SHE THOUGHT I WAS DUMB !!CAN I HAVE A GUN PLEASE…………………..

So, what r ur hobbies ?

I find it really funny when people ask me, “So what r ur hobbies ?”
I just act dumb and pretend that I did not understand a single word, thinking that they would move on to the next question.
Hell..it never works out !!
So these typical inquisitive people then decide to elaborate and ask as follows:

OPTION # 1
, “So u like reading ?” Me… “NO”
For people who know me, I have never touched books after school and I hate entering a bookshop. A book shop always has a typical smell of paper/books which gives me a headache and there is no medicine to cure it.

OPTION # 2
After a big NO for reading next question is , “Are you into sports ?”. Me.. “NO”
Wrong question again !! I have never even tried to hold a bat or throw a ball in a basket.
Yes there is a sport which I was inclined towards and i.e. Shooting.
Given my temper I decided to keep my aspirations to myself or India would be Australia with reference to population.

OPTION # 3
Ok…so no reading and no sports..so its gotta be Music. “Do u play any instrument, like a piano , guitar, tabla , sitar ? “ Me.. “No”
The thing is that I believe in team work. One instrument alone cannot help make good music.
So…mei sirf logon ka BAND bajati hoon .

OPTION # 4
Ok..so after 3 NO’s this lovely interview panel is dying to hear a YES. So they ask me a question where the answer of any girl my age would be YES
“Do u like dancing ?” Me.. “NO”
Well the truth is that I don’t like to dance and whenever I have, I have been forced into it.

So I make the people who asked me all these questions realize that I am quite useless and good for nothing.

I don’t know why these people have never asked me if I cook or if I like cooking.
They would get a decent answer to that one or they could also ask me if I can paint…..so that I could have a chance to talk about something . (Ok so this does not mean that I paint but I used to and now I have no time)

Well the true answer to my hobby is that I LOVE SHOPPING and I take this hobby very passionately !!
I wonder how people would react if I actually mention my true hobby to them. Firstly, they gotta believe that shopping too can be a hobby.
Secondly, if someone has only 1 hobby, it does not mean that he or she is mentally or athletically challenged.


As per the dictionary the meaning of hobby is “an activity or interest pursued for pleasure or relaxation and not as a main occupation”
Therefore it is proved that SHOPPING is a hobby !!

CHEERS TO ALL SHOPAHOLICS !!

I was a South Indian in my past life !!

Everytime we make a plan to eat out, I automatically suggest Sagar.
The Mysore Plain dosa served there is to die for !!
So the reactions I get are as follows:
a) go take a dip in coconut oil
b) oh god...no no..lets cancel the plan
c) U just had dosa a month back !(thanks to u mean B******, I had my favourite dosa a month back...I deserve to eat it everyday)
d) Tere dimaag mei sambhar ghus gaya hai
So invariably we always land up NOT going to Sagar and land up eating Italian, Chinese or Conti.

I know I am going to be killed for writing my 1st blog about my love for dosas...but sorry, this is a page where I get the express myself on and I hope my friends read it and realise that they should consider Sagar as an option for a nice dinner....yaar kabhi to maan jaya karo !!!