Jaane Tu (about the review) ...Ya Jaane na ??
Just watched Aamir's latest production 'Jaane Tu..Ya Jaane na', more popularly known as just 'Jaane tu..'.
The theater was jam packed with mostly the college going crowd (all thanks to the timely release, where students are just done with their exams!).
Imran Khan's cute innocent look and smile happens to do the magic, especially with the female audience! He surely has proven his potential and acting capabilities. Genelia looks charming as ever. Definitely, a great launching platform for the new star in making!
But still, i would rate the movie 6 on 10.
.. Now, That's because of the weak storyline which has nothing 'extra ordinary' to offer. It disappoints especially those who enter the theater with a lot of expectations! The first half is boring and dragging. The second half catches up a little with some action and drama; this will surely keep you awake!! The movie fails to make it to the top spot because of it's much 'expected' twists in the story. But even then, the fresh faces are refreshing to watch!
What i Liked -
The 2 'catchy' songs and the 'New' Khan
What i Disliked!
1. The Lyrics
2. The jokes, most of which were not even close to being funny
Will i watch it again ?!
Hmmm.. All Depends on the company i have the next time!! *wink* ;)
Is it worth Watching ?
.. If u have got absolutely nothing to do in the weekend and have no hopes from the movie, movie maker or whosoever.. Go watch it.
It's a decent bollywood flick.
ALL THE BEST!
The ink on my finger!
I used the right i have been gifted with - 'The Right to vote' ! :)
Like any other first time voter, i too had my apprehensions about the procedure of voting. I had questions like -
- How to vote?
- What's the procedure?
- Which button to press!?
I felt like a child. It made me feel as if i was standing in a queue for an exam or a viva voce..!
But at the end, except for the looooooong beep from voting machine which made me feel a little scared, rest all turned out to be simple and fine.
(Now, that was because i had pressed and held the button too long)
:D

.. the ink on my finger fades away but i wanted to put here for rememberance.
Love.
ps.
Have u voted?
Write to me if u need some coaching classes on that.
It's absolutely FREE !! :D
What to gift ??
sweat for the small stuff. Be it a for a guy or girl, I never find it easy to come up with the best Gift !
Plus, I feel one has to be carefully choosing 'gifts'. I feel classify them broadly into two different categories - Personal and General.
Personal -
For the dear ones... people whom you can gift just anything! Gifting 'Perfumes/Deo/Shirts/T-Shirts' to your colleagues can be risky, as it gives them a chance to draw unnecessary conclusions! ;-)
4 May is approaching and I struggle to find the 'Ideal' gift for my dear friend. I seek my other 'Resourceful' friend and ask him for his suggestions. Our Conversation -
Me - Do you guys like the idea of flowers?
He - Naaaaaaah!! We don’t!!
We generally like stuff which is "Useful”!
Me - yeah, I understand... even I don’t understand why guys think girls always like Teddy's. receiving 3 'Teddy's' on a single birthday can make one really crazy!
So what else can u suggest?
He - Shaving kit
Me - Okay... what else?
How about Perfume/Deo?
He - Yeah... Deos are the best!
Me - o k .. He might like it then..
He - Pen
He - Comb
Me - :|
How will I know the kind of 'Comb' he likes/wants!!
He - Does he play any instrument?
Me - Naah! He is not that talented!! :P
@ My Friend whoz birthday is approaching - Don't kill me for this, I just meant you don't play instruments!!)
Me - Nail Polish?? ;D
He - :
Me - Don't you guys have such fantasies like applying some weird color on your nails, ever?? :D
He - NO !!
Back to square one !!
I ended up getting few more ideas like-
- Books
- Clothes
- Accessories - sounds good!
- Bottle of champagne ( No idea if he has tried that before! )
- T Shirts
But when it comes to gifting people abroad, sending gifts online is i guess the best. If you have run out time/cash, you can definitely look for some e-cards.
Now that's what I finally settled for :
( but, I do intend to pay back with interest next time :) )
Ps.
.. Happy Birthday Dear!! :D
This post is especially for to you :)
Lots of love
The Ladies Loo
:)
Hi! Does anyone still come here? Don't know about you but at last I am here after a very long time.
Q: So what kept me away?
1. Work?
2. WORK!
3. All of the Above
Naah! It’s Simple... it's the fourth option - My laziness! :D
Anyway, Bad that I am back. Because that means more silly stuff from my end.
If it's about life, I am sure my dear readers will come back with Long POSTS in my comment box (Right?!) :)
Or
If it's about jokes... Well... I am not worried them 'cuz nobosy understands them usually other than me. (Now FYI - that was another joke)
Getting back to business - "The Ladies Loo"
.. It's the book which brings me here (which I found had a more interesting title than the content!). "The Men's Guide to the Women's Bathroom" - Interesting? The book will definitely interest guys more as the author writes about the things what we, ladies generally do in the Women's loo. I mean the "other" things than the usual business.
Like -
1. Gossip about the latest flicks. How bad they are or at least for what and why we like hero(s) more than heroine(s).
2. About cosmetics, Clothes, Jewellery...
3. About Guys :) Yes, I accept we do!
4. Attend Calls. I mean especially the important 'Phone' calls!!
5. Crib about anything like the AC, Food, Boss. Now, this place is safe ONLY if one doesn't have a Lady Boss! :)
... Blah Blah.
Whatever it is, I am sure the Girl's Loo is definitely a more relaxing one than the Guy's!
Q: What makes me say that?
1. You will never find any author coming up with book titled "The Women's Guide to the Men's Bathroom"! :
2. Personal experience - ALL Thanks to the Misleading Toilet Signs, I happened to visit this place once.
3. All of the Above?
Ans - Option 3.
Luckily, 'this' place was empty. I call it 'Lucky' because finding something there could had been definitely more embarrassing!!
Confessions of a Confused mind
Am I selfish?!
Or
Is it that the world around me has turned selfish?!
.. Sometimes such questions trouble me, make me think and leave me in a confused state of mind with unanswered questions. Even if I choose to answer them, it will end me up nowhere. If I conclude with 'I’m selfish’, it shows I’m a pessimist. but if a choose the second option, 'Considering' that others are selfish... I’ll be left with no other awful thing to do! It will be like following the 'offense is the best defense' policy !
Recently, I happened to call a friend of mine.
Call 1 -
She: I'm fine, good ! So...
Me: you should tell me... howz life and et al?!
She: Ya, great... what else? Tell me up?
(Basically, she meant what’s
ME: Nothing much... Just called to say 'Hi'!
...
..Though this call went on for sometime, I hated the way it started. Is it that nowadays people don’t call each other without a purpose? Can’t a friend just call to find out how the other is doing?
Clearly & thankfully, the answer to such questions is 'NO.'
But it just hurts to be at the receiving end!
Call 2-
She: Hey, how are you?
Me: I'm fine. How about you?
She: fine, when did you come?
ME: Yesterday morning...
She: okay... so, tell me...
Me: Ah, Nothing... just thought of saying a Hi.
...
:|
Not Again!
Now, I don’t know if it’s me who is fussing over it too much!!
Don’t know if it’s completely right to ask always the caller immediately the 'purpose' of the call. To me, it’s just an odd feeling, which people gift unknowingly.
Or
May be, I should just start Accepting things rather than Expecting!
Love.
The Deep Contrast
.. I was 'busy' checking my not so very important mails, when a guy approached me from behind and wished "Hello Maam!!". It took me a second to realize that he was one of my ex-colleagues, who had recently quit the company. He had come with an invitation card. It was his wedding card.
First, He invited me courteously for his wedding. Then the next thing what he said, made me ponder. Even before I could ask what the girl did, from where she was, he said "you know the girl"!
I started wondering who this person could be... but before I could flex my brains, he said he was tying the knot with Ratna (name changed).
Without taking more than a second he answered ".. She is widow".
That single sentence was enough to tell me about their story. The story of Ratna, her kid and the new person in her life.
To me it was commendable cuz not everyone is Arun Nayar or Liz Hurley. These people are not from the High Society. But from the class, to which to the common man belongs to… the Middle class.
Recently, my friend was talking about her cousin who had been diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, after an year of married life. The Girl's Parents didn’t want their son-in-law to carry 'the burden' as they thought they were newly married and he had a long way to go in his life ! Finally, it was left to the guy to make a decision about his life.
He decided and decided to say quits.
The fairy tale ended with a Divorce.
Considering and keeping in mind the Indian society, the culture, I’ll am sure the woman would have stood by her man. At least, thats what happens most commonly in most of the cases, specifically the middle class.
I am not blaming the society or the guy for what he did… Cuz 'to judge' who is right, who should have done what and what not, will be the easiest thing to do.. I’ll just leave it here depicting the Deep contrast in our society...
If you see closely and happen to see an unlucky divorcee on one side, you'll definitely end up seeing a 'Lucky' widow on the other.. !
(Paradox?!)
Best Wishes.
Lyrics Kum ??
Not Glass
Not Stole
Cold air is also against us
Mother in law
Its so chilly take somebody's guilt go and take fire from neighbours stove
Lit up the ciggi from liver oh lover
There is lot of fire in the liver
Daan Doong Dudung Daan Doong Dudung......
Do not take out smoke from the lips dont take out the smoke from the lips
The world is very crooked
Lit up the ciggi from the liver oh lover
There is lot of fire in the liver
Its so chilly take somebody's guilt go and take fire from neighbours stove
Take fire from neighbours stove
Not Glass
Not Stole
Cold air is also against us
Mother in law
Its so chilly take somebody's guilt go and take fire from neighbours stove
Take fire from neighbours stove
Yeah Yeah
Not Crime
Not Chaos
Without sin died ..
… Wondering if I started poetry.. ?? :o
Relax! I haven’t.
Let me assure you, even if that happens one day, it will not be as disastorous as this one.
Getting back to the vacuous lines .. If it’s not poetry, then what is it?!
Any idea ?!
NO ??
(For the benefit of doubt I’ll imagine you have no clue ! :P)
… it’s a Song, rather few lines from a song.
Surprised ?!
Well, Don’t be !! Cuz this is how the songs are written nowadays!
It’s the exact translation of one of the Hindi songs in English.. “Beedi jalayi le”.. ( If you listen to Hindi music you will be familiar with this song).
If we concentrate on the songs that are written nowadays, I feel just anyone can become a lyricist overnight. If incase one day, my boss kicks me out of my current job, I’ll definitely try this option! Cuz’ the only thing that plays a key role in making a song HIT, is the usage of the correct “foreground process”. By “foreground process”, I mean here the right portion of “Latkaas n Zhatkaas”, the right girl and the proper beats.
Gone are the days when a Lyricist used to spend hours together to come up with a beautiful song… but now it’s a way simpler… Be Arabic, French or anything.. All that matters “the crazy Janta” is the “Beats” (n music) and NOT the lyrics. There used to be one time when Heroines draped in colourful sarees / body hugging salwars, with their appealing buns at the zenith used to jump around the trees and bushes n sing “meaningful” songs.. with their Heroes, who used to be clad in multi-coloured shirts n tight pants!
But now, it’s different.
Times have changed and so have the ways to evince the feelings …For example, earlier if a heroine wanted to profess her love, she would take her own sweet time to blush and sing sensuously –
“Chura liya hai tumne jo Dilko..; nazar nahin churaana sanam.. ”
But NOW, it’s Direct! :D
Today’s modern “Naari” chooses to jump around here n there and sing –
“Crazy kiya re..” !!
*Tanan_tanan*
“Crazy kiya re..” !!
Or If I optimistically start looking at the changes the lyricists have brought in, I find that women are being portrayed as Daring & Dashing.
Earlier, to seduce a hero, the heroine would shyly sing –
“ Nahi nahi, abhi nahi thoda karo intezaar..”
.. and make the poor guy wait.
Btw, did the poor guy have any other choice other than waiting ??
Anyway, But NOW –
She has changed and no more a coy. She uses a direct and a faster approach by singing -
“Touch me… don’t touch…oh touch me soniya!”
… Even though she initially confuses the hero but at the end “Asks for what She wants” !!
:D
Hope this healthy trend continues without fading Lyricism, Cuz’ for music lovers like me, only good Lyrics can quench the thirst.
Will the Crazy girls woo the crazy audience with some non-crazy “lyrics” next time ?!
... I guess to answer this, we will have to sit back and watch!
:)
A Girl named She
It was a pleasant night, when She was walking on the road. She was happy; she had all the reasons to be. She was in her own world; walking briskly towards her destination. Everything seemed to be perfect, moving smoothly according to her plan of action.
She wore a smile.
All of sudden, something happened, something which made her day seem like a roller-coaster ride, something which instantaneously wiped her smile off her face, something which she had not planned or expected, something which others called as an unfortunate ‘incident/accident’, something which shook her so completely n firmly that it made her cry. She cried not cuz’ the incident had hurt her but all cuz’ she didn’t have a gun that night…
That night, a ******* had zoomed next to her in his bike, spitting on her purposely and vanishing into the dark.
The question here is -
"what could she have done without a Gun or a Super-bike?! "
What She did, was what she could. She decided not telling her loved ones about it cuz’ she knew it would hurt them more. Keeping in mind, that the almighty had not blessed her with the facility to “undo” any operation in her life… she washed, simply washed her face completely, thoroughly. She listened to those who tried consoling her, who wanted to comfort her; but deep within, she continued thinking about the burning scar, the unknown lunatic had given…
She wished and only wished for a gun that night.
Question Hour
The word politics is derived from the word "poly" meaning many and "ticks" meaning blood sucking parasites ~ Dave Barry
Funny, isn’t it?!
:D
(Ok, the ones who found the quote funny, please proceed further and for those who did not, proceed any which way! :P )
* Does Karunanidhi wear night vision goggles?? If yes, is an all green world more interesting ?!
* Is Women's Reservation Bill = Men's Insecurity feeling??
* When will Laloo Prasad Yadav become the Prime Minister of our Country?! I'm looking forward to that day.
* How will Priyanka Gandhi look with long hair style?
* Will Atal Bihari Vajpayee ever say...
“Yeh … * silence * acchi baat hai ” ?? Eh?
...Just Curious :)
* Will Aish dive into politics after marriage n kids??
Cuz’ according to the theory of relativity now a days:
Beauty Pageant --> Acting --> Politics
*
What say ?
* When will the fans in Lok Sabha start rotating faster?! Will they be ever be replaced/repaired??
Thanks!
For reading my political rambling patiently :)
I am Getting Married
Actually, I am Not.
But this is what my friend said when he called up. It was quite unexpected ; Hez just 22 . For convenience, I'll call him K.
* My mobile starts Singing errrr... Ringing *
Me : Hello ...
K : Hi !!! How are you ?! :D
Me : Hieeeeeee !! * with those extra 'e's *
I'm fine, How about u? :D
How come u dialed this number ?!
Any Good news ?! Getting Married ?!? ;P :D
K : Hey, actually Yes ! :)
Me : HUH ?! WHAT ?! Are u kidding , U serious ? :o
K : YES , i am getting married *this time firmly*
*awkward silence*
:l
Me : ahhmmm, errrr... Is it ?!
*Puzzled,confused*
Are u sure ?! :-? (I know that was kinda weird to ask !!)
K : Yes !! Really... I'm serious
Me: Cool re, Congrats !! :)
K : Thanks !! :)
Me : So...what does the girl do ?? working ?
K : Yeah, shez working , Software engineer... Same age.
Me : Wow!! Thats even better ! ;)
*then the free 'gyan'(knowledge); Knowledge Transfer!!*
It's really good that u've decided to get married (so) early in life ;
Especially with someone of the same age group ... I'm so happy for you..
Hearty Congratulations ! :D
K: Thank you so much ... :D
K : U tell me, When are U getting married ?? :D *teasingly*
Me : ME ??! :o
No Way!!
...Not now, not atleast for the next 4-5 years...
When i get married, i am sure u'll come with your kids ( n wife ofcourse) !! :P
K: *laughs* adap paavee (U naughty in Tamil ?!) :D :D
ME: hahaha !! ;P
K : ok fine, when will u be coming to bang ?!
I wanna personally meet and invite u , will come to ur place and give the invitation card..
Me : Oh sure, I will be coming this weekend.
K : Fine..
Hey!! Atleast let me tell you the date ; I want U to surely make it to the wedding ... :)
Me: Obviously dear!! I will . NO doubt about that...
when is it ?! :)
*Suspense,Excitement; I wait with my mouth open; he happens to be my one of my best pals*
K : First April
*silence*
: l
*straight face*
Me : U fool!! U Idiot !! How dare U !?
I 'll kill you, wait until i catch u the next time !!
:-/
...By Then K was almost rolling on the floor...(no prizes for guessing y! :P )
He laughed :D
I Laughed :D
WE laughed :D
ps.
I would like to thank ALL the smileys, who made this post look so colourful :)
...without them, Life would be so difficult !
*sigh*
The Land of Coconuts
When it comes to traveling, even my ‘lazy’ base forgets that it is lazy.:D
Duration: 3 days, 2 nights
Places Covered: Cochin & Munnar
Budget: It’s Free, yes FREE !! (If ur Dad happens to be ur ATM)
…We chose the bus as our mode of transport. After traveling for around eleven hours, what I first saw in Cochin was the rising sun. Crimson red reflection on the waters of Periyar(Aluva); big hoardings, advertising gold and sarees; churches filled with Sunday masses; serene atmosphere; was the first impression of this lovely place. Finally, I had made it to Kerala, one place that I always wanted to visit…
*YAWN* :O
I’ll bag the Pulitzer or Noble if I don’t stop (ok, now at least let me live in delusion for sometime )!! I want to give my “Uncut Diamonds” a chance!!
*wink*
:D
What I Just Loved about Kerala:
- The People
- Boats (Kettuvallam (Houseboat), Speed boat)
- The Pristine Nature
- Banana chips
- Coconut trees
- The Tapered roof
- Vaikom - the House boat & circling 26 Islands; Where the Guide pointed to one of the islands n said confidently “…on that island, 4 families stay…”. We nodded like good school students. I mean even if he had told us that one the elephants on that island gave birth to a donkey by mistake, we had no other go; but to nod (with no option to cross check).
- Munnar - Hilly Terrain, the Tea gardens (I wanted to roll on them; I still want to; Hope i will one day)
- Mattupetty Lake & the Speed Boat
- Cherai Beach
- Synagogue n the Dutch Museum
It has a * Phoren Effect *
The streets give the “not in India” effect. More foreigners, less Indians
- Jeera Water (water which has been boiled with some Jeera(cumin seeds) in it)
- Vegetables are costlier than fishes.
- MG Road is deserted on Sundays and almost ALL shops are closed
What I can’t forget about Kerala:
- The Waiter, he banged the coffee cups on our table. I guess he was unhappy cuz we wanted coffee ONLY.
- The Guide, who enlightened us with the knowledge like - “this is the Tulsi Plant”!!
- Masala Dosas, which I struggled to finish cuz’ I didn’t quite like the taste of coconut oil.
- The Battle which I fought with the Battalion of Mosquitoes.
Sadly, They Won :( - But Hey!! I did manage to take “My khoon ka badlaa”(Revenge for my Blood?!) by massacring 4 Mosquitoes in the bathroom the next day.
:D
What one should NOT forget when going to Kerala:
Purpose of writing this post:
Fighting Boredom in Office. Blogging is better than reading JSP.
Love :)
No. 17
"Once is an accident, twice is coincidence, and three times is enemy action."
I'm not here to write about Auric Goldfinger; neither the flick nor the novel. It’s about the coincidences or the accidents I have had with the number 17 (Can't say if it's time for some enemy action !).
According to Numerology, 8(1+7) stands for "Involution and Evolution, for cycles of ebb and flow, infinity, rhythm, advancement, strength and confidence". Don't know whether to believe it or to infer anything form it.
I have had a long "association" with this number 17. Actually, never had a choice. The number has stuck to me. As far as I remember, it started from my school days. My roll number was 17 in my Higher secondary classes. My Engg. Roll turned out to be something ending with 17 Again... (6 years, same roll number).
Finished Engg. joined a company. Again here, suprisingly enough, the Bay I was allotted (in my office) is 17 . If I look back, 17th of Feb. of some year (not sure) , was the day when I felt the sky had fallen on me. I remember, crying a river that day.
Don't know about the future, what else is in store for me(of course something linked/related to 17)? Will I have 17 people in my life (Hopefully not)!? Will I get married on the 17th day of some month?! Will I change 17 companies ? Don't know... Let me stop my wild mind from going wild about 17 cuz' may be it’s just my imagination , speculation. I wasn't born on 17th ( just missed it by one day)... may be I should just wait...wait for the beautiful coincidences to occur with 17.
*Will analyze later (and amend this post accordingly) *
I think I have used too many 17s in this post. Just for the perfect ending, let me make the count perfect.
Including the heading, this post contains 17 17s!
*wink* ;)
Keep smiling :)
B'day
"Thanks"! :D
( I Should have counted the number of times I used this 6 letter word today, I guess we all do).
My first B'day away from Home; wasn't bad at all. My friends, Family, Acquaintances made it special. Never felt I was away from home...
Moti, My official TP ( time pass ), Crime Partner, @$££m, Pallu, KS, KMR, Sandeep(an), A(Jay), Aks, AK - 47, Money, Champak( who calls me "brother"), Devil( alias 6'2 , for the obvious reason taht he is 6'2), Pooooo, Funny, Mahesh, Praveen, Sumalatha(chutki), Lata, Senti, GoPal, Paul(wesley, oh plutonian!), Sunny1, Sunny2, Lingy Chandra, Vasanthi, Mallika, Satish, Satish(da), Honal(who?!), Shankar, Silly Sanal, Durga, Dinesh, Syed, Archana, ABV, Khich-Khich, Lydia, Abrar(I share my B'day with this guy) , Guru, Deepak, Deepa, Sushmita, Sushil, Veena, Tatha, Nithya, Raktimo Mitro Princo(sona), Alter Ego, Krishhh, Raghul(yeah not Rahul)...
* Few of the names which i can recollect *
Made my day. Most of them called up( Now, i have an idea how it feels to work @ a call center), few of them made it sure they were physically present to apply the Birthday face pack (the cake). But i was spared. ( Great escape!) ;)
p.s.
It's an incomplete list. I had written it long time back, had abandoned it. Thought of not posting it. But , here it goes.
Blog shows the post to be posted on 16th, Correction it was on 17th.
:)
The River of Thoughts
- Courtesy : Border Roads Organization
I use the company bus to commute every (working) day to office ( whose driver is known for his rash driving "skills”!) . Thought it would be just another day, but something within said no. All of a sudden, the bus stopped. My curiosity made me get up (oh lazy Me!!) & check what had gone wrong. Unfortunately, the bus had hit a motorist...
Within seconds, the mood n the moral of the passengers had changed. There was an awkward silence.
Damn !!
"What a Way to Start the Day"!!
Most of us are blessed with something called the "photographic memory"(Thanks AC!). The brain tends to capture the special moments - Happy, sad, rare... as if the brain maintains a separate "folder" for storing the memoirs in form of pictures.
What I saw; is still fresh in my mind-the injured, lying unconscious and being helped by a passer-by, who struggled to lift him. The pedestrians near by, literally rushed to attend the injured. Within minutes, he was taken to the hospital. I couldn't stop myself from thinking about his family; the keys roles he had been playing (presuming) father, brother, son, husband, friend?! When I told my friend about the unpleasant incident, he was quick enough in saying- "At least He was lucky enough to be taken to a hospital"!
How True?!
I can recollect so many such incidents where the victims weren't that lucky. When people around didn’t care, didn't bother. Even on a busy railway platform, where a guy lay unattended in his own pool of blood for a long time, after being "hit" by a local train (in Mumbai) . Loot, eve teasing, person being stabbed to death in broad daylight, or even Raped. Don't know about the people who commit such crimes. Wonder how one gets sleep after committing such horrendous crimes! Is it that they are born without the vital organs, kardia? Or is it that they don't have the words like "guilt", "shame", "pity","love", "compassion", "kindness" embedded in their dictionaries?!
God !!
Let me share here an incident, where I saw this man in his 50’s, lying on the road after he had suffered an epileptic attack. I remember his helplessness. The time when the body is not in sync with the mind. He was shivering, struggling, almost begging for help. All he wanted were strong-arms which could hold him firmly, some tool to which he could cling on. Vehicles passed by, people didn’t care. They saw, ignored and moved on. May be, they were all getting "late". That day, I felt ashamed of calling myself a native of 'that' place. I wanted to scream; wanted to ask them, if they had ever heard of words like "humanity", "unconditional love", "sympathy"... I stopped my vehicle, took out the tool from the deck and ran to give it to the person who had come to assist the old man.
...At least, one had come forward to help!
God Bless the Rest.
ps.
My Driver drove like Hell & I am here.
I digressed.
The Log
/* A log - writing it when I’m jobless( @ work) & unsure about my night's trip to Bangalore (Yes! will call it by the same name - till my last breath) */
Uncertainty, is a part of life (huh! hope I’ll learn to cope with it one day!) Now, why the hell am I blogging about it ?! Cuz' I 'm being selfish here, killing time. "Official" pack off time here is 5:45. "Unofficially", the CEO will never mind - even if it goes on for 24 hours.
3:55 p.m: Got nearly 2 hours to kill. I am desperate, one tends to miss their loved ones more when they are not around...*BEEP* luckily, my mobile buzzes. It’s a friend (or an acquaintance?) - asking me to join for a cup of coffee. I get intoxicated on coffee n chocolate. I really need it @ this point of time... So Coffee Time!
4:30: still not sure. Oops! My PL and his friend just passed by. Hope he didn’t see me blogging...
We are supposed to work when @ work. My lazy (crook) teammate had "advised" me once - "Even if u are not working, ACT as if u are!!" WOW (what an advice)! Anyway, time to check some (junk) mails.
4:50: AH!! The doubt, uncertainty still remains. I decide on bugging my friend TP, with some messages. Nowadays; mobiles have become a necessity, days are gone when it used to be a luxury.
5:05: It's noisy here; I can hear the buses coming from the parking area to the entrance, which reminds me of the Doppler effect (7th class?). People in my bay are excited - cuz' the weekend is here. Hope even I will leave my cubicle today with the same excitement, same feeling.
* Fingers Crossed *
5:25: while I am typing this crap, my "neighbour"(adjacent cubicle), joins me ... I discover something - SMILE on her face... :)
At last, NowI know ... I AM going home...!
Cya :D
What Guys should NEVER wear ! ;)
/* The post is dedicated to all men who consider themselves "Metrosexual" (blend of metropolitan + heterosexual) * /
Oops, I can’t stop myself from using /* */ for comments!
Looking good is really good - it depicts ones personality .But, (there comes the but!) as men join the race to “look good”, few of them mess up as they dress up. I am NOT here to highlight what one should wear, but what one should NEVER wear! ;)
- The “Flowery” shirts: or call it Floral shirts! Who (the hell) said it looks good n trendy?! (That person needs some serious counseling :P) It's just good for the "Go-Goa" mood!
- Oh “Pinky”! : So what, if Saif Ali Khan flaunts his pink shirt ("Salaam Namaste", refer Bollywood)?? A man getting facials, manicures, and pedicures done is "Okay" BUT wearing pink?! Trust me dear ones, it suits guys more in reel life than in real life.
- Body hugging shirt: Let it adorn the body with curves ! If u don’t have one, try something else.
- Jhataang” Colours: AHH! One needs glasses to protect their eyes from the glare that’s caused by these “Jhataang” (flashy) wears. People who wear such colours (Fluorescent and its combinations) should be FINED!! Seriously!:D
- Red/Yellow Pants: I think here, I need some counseling. Why only red/yellow, when u have a wide range colours available?!
Take Care!
Here I Go!!
Disclaimer: This nut (or should I call myself a blogger officially?!) is not to be blamed if you find the following blog to be a shear waste of time and effort.
Blog ?!
It sounded Greek n Latin for the very first time. One of my sweetest friends ever (my "Confession Box") introduced me to this new world. The only place where i guess, people love to read and write ( I am sure most of them hated it when were required to do so in their Alma mater!) ;)
Don’t blame me, if u don’t find anything useful here ;)
Anyway, getting back to the whole blog story: Once the account was created, the obvious question which cropped up in my "little head" was -
"what should I write about?!"
trust me, I am still thinking!
Hopefully, I’ll come up with some crap soon :D
Hmmm, not to disappoint the readers (who have come this far to read my maiden blog!), I’ll say- many things in our day to day life goes unheard, not coz' people don’t have time for others but for the simple reason that people are preoccupied with their own "stuff".
... Here I go - to express the unsaid! :)
Take Care !





