It's been 3 years today, but the memory still stays afresh. It was a year since I passed out of college and my post graduation course was about to begin. It was a lazy monsoon day. As I lay on my couch flipping channels on the idiot box we got a call that my mom's best friend of more than 40 years had lost her father.
Mom rushed to Colaba, the weather was slightly overcast but I guess it was the lull before the storm. Dad and me followed at about 2:30 pm, Rima and family joined in later. It began to rain, heavily too but since we were in the better part of the city (better since it has been a part of British construction). Amidst all the pouring uncle's last rights were completed and we headed back towards home. 2 cars- one car: dad, mom, Rima, me, second car- Rima's parents. As we headed in this lashing rain we were caught in super heavy traffic. Traffic had probably moved a cm/30mins. We decided to detour, stopped at a family friend's house at Peddar Road. Thank God for that.
Not realizing exactly what the condition was in the burbs, we made merry, ate food and inspite of constant efforts of our family friends asking us to stay over, we decided to move towards home.
What a night that was! We stayed in the car all night. We made it half way but then we got into this jam at Shivaji Park. After which we pretty much stayed there all night. It was horrible but at least we were safe and not on a flooded street, I felt so bad for dad who couldnt even sleep a wink.
Next morning at about 8:00am we reached Bandra and were stopped by the local public who told us that our car would drown if we went ahead. By this time we were really really frustrated, tired and didnt know what to do. Anyway we u-turned and somehow managed to reach mom's friend's house in Bandra. We slept and ate a little bit after which we walked home only to find no electricity but at least we survived.
The images of that night clearly feature in my mind every 26th July. The people I saw, the people that helped, the unity amongst them clearly brings out the true spirit of Bombay what we generally talk about.
The cops didnt do much that day, they were too busy running home. It was the locals, the Bombayites who got out of their houses, offered food, water, even their bathrooms to all the people who were stuck on the road. Although this was a horrible incident and I wish it would have never happened, it gave me a sense of security living in Bombay. A sense of someone will always be there to help me if I need it, a unsaid unity, I don't think I can put more words on how I felt.
This was my incident.
Friends walked for miles in knee deep water, another was stuck in a std booth and taken home by the owner, others who were at home helped bring biscuits, water to people stuck outside their houses. Others were excited to be stuck alongside Aaamir Khan and Hrithik Roshan. It was a busy two days for all of us. Cars parked like a traffic jam on the roads, trees fallen down, no phones, no computers, family outside Bombay worried about us.
But hey we are from Bombay. We were back on our feet and back with a bang.
Another reason I love Bombay and it's spirit
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
The Name's Boo..Baby Boo
I've had a rather confused past week. Work was ok, regular, nothing too exciting, no real reason to be confused, but confusion for me in a rather normal state of mind.
Anyhoo, let me come to "W". W is a very close friend from school. Well technically.. we never spoke to each other in school and didn't really talk then, we got close in college (w and my story is a whole other post of it's own so let us not steal S's thunder yet again). To cut a long story short, w has the most adorable older sister "S" who has always been like an elder sister to me as well.
S was like the cool older sister we looked upto when we were young. We were in complete awe of her. She was/is intelligent (hell, yeah!), hardworking, TALENTED, pretty.. you name it. She was a complete package with nothing missing (like defected pieces like w and me) at all. We never told her all this and I'm sure she will be pretty shocked when she reads this.
I've shared a lot of fun moments with her. She used to go out and party while w and me pretended to study only to
make her cook a midnight snack for us when she got back (even her midnight snack was exotic, imagine when she actually cooked a meal), she taught us how to party, took us to nightclubs when we weren't allowed on our own (now that I think back, it must've been so embarassing for her), hey but we were cool too ;). She sacrificed a whole new year getaway with her husband only to spend a psycho new year with W and me at the President.
A couple of years after the above, S got married to K. That wedding also has so many memories attached (I danced on the S's sangeet for the first time ever, didn't know I had 1001 more sangeets to follow). Although she didn't live in the same house anymore the happy times continued with K in tow
We aped her to the tee. Colouring our hair at Sonali like she did, trying to learn French (haha, she is a master at the language), I've even aped her at choosing a career path.
Coming back to the original point of this post, after years of persistence from all of us ( I don't know why we don't mind our own business) S is finally preggie, the best p
art being the baby's birth date could be the same as mine. I am so kicked and really wish that happens, although S & K think otherwise. It's impossible for them to deal with me, let alone 2 of my kind!
Coming back to virgo boo, last weekend, W and S's friends threw S a surprise baby shower. Having never been to one R (another friend) and me were extremely kicked about this whole event. Actively, we went shopping for a gist only to find ourselves completely lost. We had no idea as to what to do in that store. R was obsessed with diapers and potty's and we started getting the creeps. Ultimately we requested the sales attendant to help us and blindly followed her lead. R wanted to pick up something in blue but I warned her against it (S wo
uld kick her).
This Saturday was the baby shower. It was the coolest ever. S was definitely surprised. We played a lot of baby games (like there was melted chocolate on diapers and we had to smell and guess which one or who knows mommy best) and shared a lot of laughs.
Being new to all this R and Me found it difficult to win, but W flicked a few hampers for us. I, in turn cheated and made her win a hamper so we were all happy in the end.
K came in later while the yum cake was cut
All in all it was a funn showerful experience with the yummy mummy to be (I'm sure I'll score some brownie points for adding the "yummy"). It's totally unlike me, but I cannot help "awwwwing" for this one :)
Anyhoo, let me come to "W". W is a very close friend from school. Well technically.. we never spoke to each other in school and didn't really talk then, we got close in college (w and my story is a whole other post of it's own so let us not steal S's thunder yet again). To cut a long story short, w has the most adorable older sister "S" who has always been like an elder sister to me as well.
S was like the cool older sister we looked upto when we were young. We were in complete awe of her. She was/is intelligent (hell, yeah!), hardworking, TALENTED, pretty.. you name it. She was a complete package with nothing missing (like defected pieces like w and me) at all. We never told her all this and I'm sure she will be pretty shocked when she reads this.
I've shared a lot of fun moments with her. She used to go out and party while w and me pretended to study only to
make her cook a midnight snack for us when she got back (even her midnight snack was exotic, imagine when she actually cooked a meal), she taught us how to party, took us to nightclubs when we weren't allowed on our own (now that I think back, it must've been so embarassing for her), hey but we were cool too ;). She sacrificed a whole new year getaway with her husband only to spend a psycho new year with W and me at the President.A couple of years after the above, S got married to K. That wedding also has so many memories attached (I danced on the S's sangeet for the first time ever, didn't know I had 1001 more sangeets to follow). Although she didn't live in the same house anymore the happy times continued with K in tow
We aped her to the tee. Colouring our hair at Sonali like she did, trying to learn French (haha, she is a master at the language), I've even aped her at choosing a career path.
Coming back to the original point of this post, after years of persistence from all of us ( I don't know why we don't mind our own business) S is finally preggie, the best p
art being the baby's birth date could be the same as mine. I am so kicked and really wish that happens, although S & K think otherwise. It's impossible for them to deal with me, let alone 2 of my kind!Coming back to virgo boo, last weekend, W and S's friends threw S a surprise baby shower. Having never been to one R (another friend) and me were extremely kicked about this whole event. Actively, we went shopping for a gist only to find ourselves completely lost. We had no idea as to what to do in that store. R was obsessed with diapers and potty's and we started getting the creeps. Ultimately we requested the sales attendant to help us and blindly followed her lead. R wanted to pick up something in blue but I warned her against it (S wo
uld kick her).This Saturday was the baby shower. It was the coolest ever. S was definitely surprised. We played a lot of baby games (like there was melted chocolate on diapers and we had to smell and guess which one or who knows mommy best) and shared a lot of laughs.
Being new to all this R and Me found it difficult to win, but W flicked a few hampers for us. I, in turn cheated and made her win a hamper so we were all happy in the end.
K came in later while the yum cake was cut
All in all it was a funn showerful experience with the yummy mummy to be (I'm sure I'll score some brownie points for adding the "yummy"). It's totally unlike me, but I cannot help "awwwwing" for this one :)
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Dusty Days
Dusty Days go back 2-3 years. Rima (Refer to "My zero friend") and me were going through a dull ish phase. You know, the "been there, done that types". Not too much excitement. Did our own things with our own friends on weekends, just the regular stuff. Little did we know that it was the lull before the storm
My cousin (Actually he is hardly a cousin, more a brother, a friend) who was working in Delhi was posted to Bombay for a couple of months and the rollicking times began. G and me were always close but honestly I'd always been closer to his elder sister R di. Naturally when you are little (she was about 7 years older) you are always in awe of the older pretty sister, the one who dresses up, meets boys, goes to parties etc.
Anyway years passed after that phase, R di got married, went off to Canada, had babies, basically reached a phase where G and me were miles away from. That's when we got really close. I'll never forget the crazzzzzy time we had in Delhi when I visited on one of my college breaks. He was doing his MBA then.
The cold Delhi nights at Turquoise Cottage, that DJ at the Hyatt, almost killing (or killing?) that stray dog while rushing home to meet deadlines, TGIF (and the whole fight episode, yeah! his friends decided to fight with the manager until he let us go without paying the bill) Can you believe that!! and various other names that I can't even remember, even the jamming sessions on your terrace with Nikhil and gang were fabulous.
Anway so coming back, that's how our bond was formed.
Once G came to Bombay, life here changed. I have never been in a more hectic phase of my life, juggling work and play together. It was so much fun tuning myself into a whole other life.
The super nights at Zenzi when V (another cousin from Delhi with her insanely young and wild friends), the Polly obsession (I don't even go there anymore, it's not the same) and the endless nights at all the Chinese resties I have dragged you and Rima to.
G stayed close to home and drove his black car which he drove all the way from Delhi. Since his car was parked on the road for majority of the day and was washed only when it rained (thank god! it rains often in Bombay) we termed it "Dusty"
Dusty was the cutest car ever with the most adorable gear lock! haha! You've got to see it to believe it, I'd never seen a gear lock before this.
We've had innumerable dusty experiences. She was my spare car whenever G was out of town and all we listened to was "Coldplay" (they were fun then and we were young).
Be it bacardi nights at various places, dancing at friend's sangeet's he didn't know, going broke after spending money at all of the above, dusty drives, I have innumerable memories attached.
Excerpts from a Chinese resteraunt we visited
Now the hostess/waitress was a fake. She was a Northeast Indian pretending to be Chinese
As we enter
Rima- Hi we have a reservation for 9:00pm, under Rima or Pooja
Hostess- Yes! Oh Ms Poooda please come
Burst of laughter, uncontrollable tears from Rima and G. Me-Going slowly but steadily red in the face
After we were seated
Hostess- Can I get you something to drink?
G and Rima opt for Beers
Pooja- Can I please have a coke?
Hostess- One cock coming up
Burst of laughter, uncontrollable tears from Rima and G. Me- Yeah Yeah even I couldn't help but laugh
So this is a small example of one of the many insane memories we share. G and Rima have always desperately tried to hook me up with people of their choice but I don't want to get into that right now or this post will get really long. (Like it's not already)
Anyway that was the past. G soon left for Dubai and now he is married and lives there. Imagine my plight when G and Rima decide to get married 2 days apart in 2 different cities. Crazy!!!! but I managed, but I do really miss those good old days
Good old days of eating 2 galato's in one day, devil's paradise at Cafe coffee day, Mahjong, Salsa nights and all that jazz. I also used G a lot to get out of trouble when I was young. G was an amazing excuse to get out of late nights :) and he got to know he was being used much later than he was :)
Dusty is no longer a part of our lives, not even G's. She had a serious accident when she was on her way back to Delhi but I think she survived. She is with a new family right now I presume and granting them new experiences.
A glimpse into my dusty life. Amen!
My cousin (Actually he is hardly a cousin, more a brother, a friend) who was working in Delhi was posted to Bombay for a couple of months and the rollicking times began. G and me were always close but honestly I'd always been closer to his elder sister R di. Naturally when you are little (she was about 7 years older) you are always in awe of the older pretty sister, the one who dresses up, meets boys, goes to parties etc.
Anyway years passed after that phase, R di got married, went off to Canada, had babies, basically reached a phase where G and me were miles away from. That's when we got really close. I'll never forget the crazzzzzy time we had in Delhi when I visited on one of my college breaks. He was doing his MBA then.
The cold Delhi nights at Turquoise Cottage, that DJ at the Hyatt, almost killing (or killing?) that stray dog while rushing home to meet deadlines, TGIF (and the whole fight episode, yeah! his friends decided to fight with the manager until he let us go without paying the bill) Can you believe that!! and various other names that I can't even remember, even the jamming sessions on your terrace with Nikhil and gang were fabulous.
Anway so coming back, that's how our bond was formed.
Once G came to Bombay, life here changed. I have never been in a more hectic phase of my life, juggling work and play together. It was so much fun tuning myself into a whole other life.
The super nights at Zenzi when V (another cousin from Delhi with her insanely young and wild friends), the Polly obsession (I don't even go there anymore, it's not the same) and the endless nights at all the Chinese resties I have dragged you and Rima to.
G stayed close to home and drove his black car which he drove all the way from Delhi. Since his car was parked on the road for majority of the day and was washed only when it rained (thank god! it rains often in Bombay) we termed it "Dusty"
Dusty was the cutest car ever with the most adorable gear lock! haha! You've got to see it to believe it, I'd never seen a gear lock before this.
We've had innumerable dusty experiences. She was my spare car whenever G was out of town and all we listened to was "Coldplay" (they were fun then and we were young).
Be it bacardi nights at various places, dancing at friend's sangeet's he didn't know, going broke after spending money at all of the above, dusty drives, I have innumerable memories attached.
Excerpts from a Chinese resteraunt we visited
Now the hostess/waitress was a fake. She was a Northeast Indian pretending to be Chinese
As we enter
Rima- Hi we have a reservation for 9:00pm, under Rima or Pooja
Hostess- Yes! Oh Ms Poooda please come
Burst of laughter, uncontrollable tears from Rima and G. Me-Going slowly but steadily red in the face
After we were seated
Hostess- Can I get you something to drink?
G and Rima opt for Beers
Pooja- Can I please have a coke?
Hostess- One cock coming up
Burst of laughter, uncontrollable tears from Rima and G. Me- Yeah Yeah even I couldn't help but laugh
So this is a small example of one of the many insane memories we share. G and Rima have always desperately tried to hook me up with people of their choice but I don't want to get into that right now or this post will get really long. (Like it's not already)
Anyway that was the past. G soon left for Dubai and now he is married and lives there. Imagine my plight when G and Rima decide to get married 2 days apart in 2 different cities. Crazy!!!! but I managed, but I do really miss those good old days
Good old days of eating 2 galato's in one day, devil's paradise at Cafe coffee day, Mahjong, Salsa nights and all that jazz. I also used G a lot to get out of trouble when I was young. G was an amazing excuse to get out of late nights :) and he got to know he was being used much later than he was :)
Dusty is no longer a part of our lives, not even G's. She had a serious accident when she was on her way back to Delhi but I think she survived. She is with a new family right now I presume and granting them new experiences.
A glimpse into my dusty life. Amen!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
The Tag of 10
Before I deleted my previous blog, K had tagged me with the Tag of 10 which was obviously left incomplete. Now that I am back I thought of completing this one. So what is the Tag of 10? The Tag of 10 is listing 10 things people know about you, people identify with you and 10 things everyone may not know about you. Hmm..Easy! Let's go for it.
10 very known facts in my life
1) My mom is my best friend
2) Black is my favourite colour
3) I do not like bad grammar
4) I can live on Blueberry muffins, after eight mints and Chinese food (The Indian version)
5) I suck at giving directions (You're so bound to get lost if you decide to follow my lead)
6) I am not proud of this one but I cannot cook. Apparently my pasta looks like an E.T species and my maggie noodles almost choked someone
7) I am very stubborn (only when I'm right no? hmm..ok otherwise also)
8) I need to work on my Hindi (Convent education)
9) I love being with little children
10) In spite of learning films at university, I really like Shahrukh Khan (don't judge me)
10 not so known facts in my life (I guess I couldn't keep them unknown for long)
1) I have studied French for 5 years (Yeh exams and everything)
2) I am trained in Indian classical dance and music (please don't fall of the chair, I really have)
3) When I travel on work or otherwise, I secretly watch the Hollywood mushy romantic movies on the plane and sometimes I cry (eeeeeks)
4) I make the best desserts (when I get the time of course)
5) I can drive but cannot for the life of me park a car (damn! i'm liking this post lesser now)
6) I spend most of the money I earn on cool cabs. (Actually this is a given and no surprise, so I'll go for another number 6)
6a) Although I may pretend if you buy them for me, I actually cannot stand flowers and soft toys (Especially flowers)
7) I've always wanted to live in London all my life (Contrary to the popular New York belief)
8) I've been to Japanese resties, sushi bars etc but never eaten sushi (just cannot get myself to eat it..Someday for sure though)
9) A cat can frighten me to death. I can't stand them
10) I am very attracted towards men who can sing and play the guitar. (I've always wanted to learn how to play one myself)
Aah K there you go..Blurted out all my secrets :) My tag of 10!
10 very known facts in my life
1) My mom is my best friend
2) Black is my favourite colour
3) I do not like bad grammar
4) I can live on Blueberry muffins, after eight mints and Chinese food (The Indian version)
5) I suck at giving directions (You're so bound to get lost if you decide to follow my lead)
6) I am not proud of this one but I cannot cook. Apparently my pasta looks like an E.T species and my maggie noodles almost choked someone
7) I am very stubborn (only when I'm right no? hmm..ok otherwise also)
8) I need to work on my Hindi (Convent education)
9) I love being with little children
10) In spite of learning films at university, I really like Shahrukh Khan (don't judge me)
10 not so known facts in my life (I guess I couldn't keep them unknown for long)
1) I have studied French for 5 years (Yeh exams and everything)
2) I am trained in Indian classical dance and music (please don't fall of the chair, I really have)
3) When I travel on work or otherwise, I secretly watch the Hollywood mushy romantic movies on the plane and sometimes I cry (eeeeeks)
4) I make the best desserts (when I get the time of course)
5) I can drive but cannot for the life of me park a car (damn! i'm liking this post lesser now)
6) I spend most of the money I earn on cool cabs. (Actually this is a given and no surprise, so I'll go for another number 6)
6a) Although I may pretend if you buy them for me, I actually cannot stand flowers and soft toys (Especially flowers)
7) I've always wanted to live in London all my life (Contrary to the popular New York belief)
8) I've been to Japanese resties, sushi bars etc but never eaten sushi (just cannot get myself to eat it..Someday for sure though)
9) A cat can frighten me to death. I can't stand them
10) I am very attracted towards men who can sing and play the guitar. (I've always wanted to learn how to play one myself)
Aah K there you go..Blurted out all my secrets :) My tag of 10!
Monday, July 14, 2008
Interview with Self..Courtesy FaceBook
I hardly add applications on FaceBook. Poking me, biting me and trying to convert me into a vampire, werewolf pisses me off. Why would anyone ever do that? Not that I am complaining of all the application's FaceBook has to offer. I quite like "Superlatives" for example. Can you believe I have 3 votes for bumping into a pole :(.
Anyway off late I added this Interview application where I answered a few questions about self. Now I am into adding and removing applications constantly, so just in case I delete this application soon, I want the questions and my answers to stay so that I could read it and laugh sometime later in life
Here goes. Please note: the questions are in descending order of how I answered them
Anyway off late I added this Interview application where I answered a few questions about self. Now I am into adding and removing applications constantly, so just in case I delete this application soon, I want the questions and my answers to stay so that I could read it and laugh sometime later in life
Here goes. Please note: the questions are in descending order of how I answered them
Are you fed up of all these questions?
totally..and therefore I will stop
What is your favorite color?
black
left handed or right handed?
right
Why are you taking this interview?
You know..Ive asked myself this question thrice already I dont know
who do you count on when feeling down
mom
do you plan in advance
always..never works out though
What attracts you most?
intelligence, wit, personality and if he can play the guitar it\'s always a plus ;-)
Do you hold hands when you walk in public?
not with people of the same sex
Close your eyes for a moment, who pops into your head?
AD- a new born golden lab
Do you say "I love you" in the relationship?
shouldnt you?
Aliens have landed and selected you to visit their home planet. Do you go with them?
sure
Describe your perfect Sunday morning?
I wake up in the aftie on a Sunday
If you could be successful at any job in the world, what would that job be?
Prime Minister of India
If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
London, Bombay, New York
If you could be someone else for a day, who would it be?
George bush..would love to know how he thinks..if he does that is
If you have friends coming for supper what would you cook?
if they\'re friends, i wont..for their sake.they call my maggie poison
What is your favourite word?
but
What makes you cry?
oh no! everythiing..im overtly emotional
What makes you laugh?
good humour
If you could time travel to the past to correct any mistakes you feel youve made would you?
of course
Do you believe that the cup is half empty or half full?
Half empty
Are you an outdoor or an indoor person
a little bit of both
Where do you see yourself in five years?
at this rate, still answering stupid questions on facebook
Do you own any pets, and if so what do you have?
Nopes but i\'d love to own a golden lab and a pug
Who do you admire most?
myself in the mirror
When do you plan on getting married?
haha..good one
Get the number or give the number?
give
Romance or Kinky Sex?
prior followed by the latter
How do you feel?
bored, why do you think im doing this
What size shoe do you wear?
6
Water or 100% Juice?
water
Would you rather be hot or cold?
cold
Would you rather lose an arm or a leg?
neither
Opera, Musical, Concert, Play, Performance, or Other?
live music performance
Most embarrassing moment?
when it\'s me..there are dozen\'s of those
If you had to pick one car, which would it be?
the swanky bmw sports car in black
Your favorite Disney Films?
lion king
Why did the chicken cross the road?
to get on the other side duh!
Do you support Paris?
No, she\'s way too ugly
What was your last thought?
wondering who is ever going to read this
Firefox, Internet Explorer, Netscape, or other?
firefox. Matters less now though
Juice and crackers or milk and cookies?
milk and cookies
Favorite fruit?
alphanso mango
Which is worse? A bad laugh or a bad cough?
a bad laugh, cuz it stays with you forever
Are you a cat or a dog person?
doggie
Would you rather be blind or deaf?
Deaf, I;m clumsy enough anyway
Do you eat cold cereal at night?
maybe once in a while
Kill the spider or let it out?
Get someone else to kill it
Do you shower every single day?
hell yeh! twice sometimes
Boat or bus?
either
What is your favorate Pj Fabric
cotton
Where do you want to travel next?
Sydney, New York, Egypt, anywhere & everywhere
Do you read harry potter books?
never
What is your favorite place?
home
If you could have one super human power what would you choose?
i would want to be invisible and pry into everyone's life
Have you had a beer in the last week?
Yes!
Vitamin Water or Gatorade?
gatorade, the blue one
Favorite body part?
i like my hands
Flip flops or sandles?
depends on the situation. Ideally would prefer flip flops all the way
Do you like bananas?
noooo
How tall are you?
5 feet 4 inches, or so I would like to believe
Beating the Monday Blues
I woke up this morning savoring the pitter patter of raindrops on my window pane. Suddenly the first thought that popped into my head was "Crap! it's Monday! Now I could write a whole post on how I hate Monday's or I could join the whole world grumbling, unwilling to let go of their lovely Sunday but let me try chirping about the first day of the week.
Tried! Failed!
Can't do it. Hmph. Ok Let me try writing as to how I spent my weekend. Maybe that will help beat the blues.
After getting done with work on Friday the original plan was to meet colleagues at a place "Blue Frog" in Bombay (it will never be Mumbai for me). As I got home, and finished cleaning my closet (refer to Stuffy Issues) an old friend called and asked is I could join her for dinner. Since we had not met in a really long time, I decided to meet her for dinner and then move forward.
We met at this Italian place called Basilico. As we munched on our penne and garlic bread I realized how much we had to catch up on. I ranted about work pressures whereas she ranted about "potential marriage partners" she had been meeting off late.
Since we ere done with dinner early and I still had some time life she suggested we go for a quick drink. Off we went to a place called "Aurus" (I really like it) and time flew past. I did not end up going any other place as planned and we just kept talking until it was finally time to go home. I also pepped her for her "marriage meeting" the next day. Don't think her mom's going to like me much after this :)
Ok so Satuday was work for half a day (sux!!!) after which most of the day was spent shopping around a little bit (friend's sister's baby shower next week). I had no clue as to what to buy as this is the first one I will be attending, chilling at Gloria Jeans coffee (why can't we have starbucks), met a few friends in the night. Was supposed to go The Hulk but that got canned.
Sunday was family day as we took off in this lovely weather to Lonavla (a hill station, 2 hours away from Bombay) although North Indians do not find it anything like one :)
We went on this long drive, ate lunch and got home late evening. Driving on the Bombay-Pune expressway is always fun, but I was pretty exhausted by the end of it all. I missed watching a friend's golf practice but that's ok
This was my weekend in a nutshell (well not quite a nutshell but what the heck!)
This week is going to be really busy. I'm going to the movies tonight after which I think there will only be work all week. Lots of media appointments. Will be traveling to Delhi this month end. My headoffice is in Delhi and I have to keep visiting.
I like Delhi. Most of my relatives stay there. It's clean (at least cleaner than Bombay), wide roads and lots of places to see (Tourism angle).
But I could never live there. I find it extremely wierd to believe that a girl cannot use public transport at about 10:00 pm cause it's unsafe. I find the attitude of people in Delhi very superficial, very driven towards proving some point, I don't know what. Maybe I've met the exceptions
Excerpts from a recent conversation with a colleague in Delhi
We come out of a 5 star hotel and her chauffeur is waiting right in front of her with her car.
W- Ok P! It was lovely meeting you. If I wasn't going to Switzerland next week for the nth time we could've met again. Anyway I wonder where my car is
Me- (Pointing out to the car), Isn't that it?
W- Oh yeh! actually I have 3 Mercedes so it's really difficult to remember which one I came in
Me- Later! Secretly wished I never have to see her again
Ok I have just rambled up some stuff. Great way to beat the Monday Blues I say
Tried! Failed!
Can't do it. Hmph. Ok Let me try writing as to how I spent my weekend. Maybe that will help beat the blues.
After getting done with work on Friday the original plan was to meet colleagues at a place "Blue Frog" in Bombay (it will never be Mumbai for me). As I got home, and finished cleaning my closet (refer to Stuffy Issues) an old friend called and asked is I could join her for dinner. Since we had not met in a really long time, I decided to meet her for dinner and then move forward.
We met at this Italian place called Basilico. As we munched on our penne and garlic bread I realized how much we had to catch up on. I ranted about work pressures whereas she ranted about "potential marriage partners" she had been meeting off late.
Since we ere done with dinner early and I still had some time life she suggested we go for a quick drink. Off we went to a place called "Aurus" (I really like it) and time flew past. I did not end up going any other place as planned and we just kept talking until it was finally time to go home. I also pepped her for her "marriage meeting" the next day. Don't think her mom's going to like me much after this :)
Ok so Satuday was work for half a day (sux!!!) after which most of the day was spent shopping around a little bit (friend's sister's baby shower next week). I had no clue as to what to buy as this is the first one I will be attending, chilling at Gloria Jeans coffee (why can't we have starbucks), met a few friends in the night. Was supposed to go The Hulk but that got canned.
Sunday was family day as we took off in this lovely weather to Lonavla (a hill station, 2 hours away from Bombay) although North Indians do not find it anything like one :)
We went on this long drive, ate lunch and got home late evening. Driving on the Bombay-Pune expressway is always fun, but I was pretty exhausted by the end of it all. I missed watching a friend's golf practice but that's ok
This was my weekend in a nutshell (well not quite a nutshell but what the heck!)
This week is going to be really busy. I'm going to the movies tonight after which I think there will only be work all week. Lots of media appointments. Will be traveling to Delhi this month end. My headoffice is in Delhi and I have to keep visiting.
I like Delhi. Most of my relatives stay there. It's clean (at least cleaner than Bombay), wide roads and lots of places to see (Tourism angle).
But I could never live there. I find it extremely wierd to believe that a girl cannot use public transport at about 10:00 pm cause it's unsafe. I find the attitude of people in Delhi very superficial, very driven towards proving some point, I don't know what. Maybe I've met the exceptions
Excerpts from a recent conversation with a colleague in Delhi
We come out of a 5 star hotel and her chauffeur is waiting right in front of her with her car.
W- Ok P! It was lovely meeting you. If I wasn't going to Switzerland next week for the nth time we could've met again. Anyway I wonder where my car is
Me- (Pointing out to the car), Isn't that it?
W- Oh yeh! actually I have 3 Mercedes so it's really difficult to remember which one I came in
Me- Later! Secretly wished I never have to see her again
Ok I have just rambled up some stuff. Great way to beat the Monday Blues I say
School Time Capsule
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While browsing through some websites I came across the above. I heard the song after a gap of about 8-10 years and it brought back some amazing memories of the past. School Days! How I loved them and how I miss them.
I went to an all girls convent school in Bombay and it truly has been a backbone of the strong foundation that I am made up of today. I had the most amazing teachers (not all of them, but most), friends and experiences all my school life.
We had an assembly every morning before our school day began. 2 school bells rang every morning. One at 8:45am, which was my wake up alarm. I could actually hear it at home since I lived that close. The second one at 9:00 which is when everyone had to assemble on the grounds. I would reach school sharp at 9:02 am running, panting, tie in hand, having argued with mom. We had endless arguments every single morning on 2 issues
a) While combing my 2 plaits (gosh! they were compulsory and how I hated them) with black ribbons
b) Why milk is good for you
Even though I loved school, one thing I will never be able to fathom was our uniform. It had the magical ability of making even a thin girl look fat, imagine the slightly overweight ones and it was the worse colour. Chocolate brown skirt, cream blouse with a red tie. Girl Guides like myself had a blue uniform on a few days which was alright and we had a white uniform on physical training days which was quite alright too. The neighboring boy school always called us cockroaches and somehow I don't blame them. The colour of the skirt was exactly the colour of a cockroach.
Anyway moving on from ugly insects to prettier things, I have so many memories attached to school.
School brings back days of: Praying so hard that there are floods and we have a holiday (sadistic i know!), exam tension, tuition classes and fun, skirts that were supposed to be 4 fingers below the knee but which were actually 4 fingers above, knee length socks (ya right!), short nails with no nail polish, girl guide picnics, Sleeping in geography class while sitting up front, wanting to be a captain to bunk class, playing trum cards during drawing class (I sucked at drawing), hulk hogan was a favourite, mom coming for result day, going home for lunch, ravi the watchman, diamond the dog, gatepass, calendar remarks, birthday parties, farewell parties
Those were the days of simple times, simple things and even simpler people and the only problems being
a) How will I bunk tuition, escape homework or balance equations
b) and wondering which one amongst us, the headboy of the neighboring school actually liked :)
Those were the days of simple times, simple things and even simpler people and the only problems being
a) How will I bunk tuition, escape homework or balance equations
b) and wondering which one amongst us, the headboy of the neighboring school actually liked :)
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