Archive for February 26th, 2010

……….. I just hate all the fuss around them!!!

I have simple tastes in life. That means, I don’t like the  zillion rituals carried out for engagements, weddings, naming ceremonies, etc.

I hated it all when I was subjected to it (though , parents were kind enough to tone it down for me) and I hate it even more when I have to attend other people’s functions. I hate dressing up in glittery clothes, piling on loads of jewels. I wore all that for my wedding (for parent’s sake) and now I have to wear it all for in-law’s sake. The BF has similar tastes like me and abhors the ‘decked-up’ look. When he’s around, I dress up simply, but smartly.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t with me yesterday when I had to go for one such event. One of the BF’s cousin’s was getting engaged. Also, her elder sister’s baby was being named that very evening. It was a two-in-one kind of a setting.

I dressed up in a shimmery outfit (at the behest of GMIL), and then busied myself regretting the decision  the whole evening. The glitter stuff was not kind on the twin’s skin when I was carying them and they were mighty uncomfortable. Also, in that large crowd, they got intimidated initially and refused to go to anyone else. So though both were clinging on to me, they started crying as soon as I lifted them in my arms. Luckily, the FIL and BIL took turns looking after one of them while I struggled with the other.

The crowd was loud and boisterous, the boy’s side behaving like the bosses of the world. I think each one of the woman from the guy’s side was on the dias . Even the videographer was exasperated when the only thing he was able to shoot were the large glittery rear-ends. We expected the entire stage to collapse at any time.

I can only hope that the couple are fine and have not asphyxiated from the lack of air. And yeah, I didn’t get a chance to meet them. Neither did most of the people from the girl’s side!! Once the formalities were over, the girl was whisked off to sit among her in-laws, never to be available for the rest of the evening. I did have a glimpse of her and she looked radiant. Well, at least she was happy 🙂 .  Me and the in-laws are not very happy with the match, but then, its her parent’s decision, not our’s.

The BIL was busy ferrying people to and fro from places. Fetching people to the venue, dropping them back. He should have charged for the services, I joked. He was too tired to crack a smile!

I left the venue at 10 pm, giving the excuse that RS had done her big job and needs to be changed. I did have the packet of wet tissues and a change of diapers, yet, I requested the MIL that I’d go home and change her. Poor thing, she was as tired as I was but she had to stay there till all the guests were done. After all, it was her neice’s function.

All this while, the twins were at the worst behavior ever. They refused to listen, they ran helter-skelter, almost made people trip and fall around them, picked stuff from the floor and put it in their mouths, refused to have their dinner, refused their milk, grabbed at other people’s food, ogled at women, kissed any randon kid within sight and kept me on my toes throughout.

I was more tired out in one evening than I ever was before.

The next time around, I think I’ll just dig in my toes and insist on staying back home with the kids.

Save myself the trauma!!

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Read two news items yesterday :-

1) For AIADMK men, Jaya is a goddess (Do check out  the image accompanying the text)

2) Qatar confers nationality on MF Husain,….

Makes me wonder….who is the real culprit here??

The people who give “Goddess” status to a person best known for siphoning crores of public money (in the name of gifts) ?

Or those who oppose a man for a painting , which depicted a goddess with no clothes? (Obviously, ALL our gods and goddesses were dressed modestly. ALWAYS!!! Khajuraho doesn’t exist. The Kamasutra doesn’t exist. I wonder where the old man got the idea that his version should be naked. The HORRORS!!)

In a way, we deserve to be stuck with people like Jayalalitha and also deserve to lose people like MF Husain.

One brings disgrace to our country, the other, laurels.

Best to discard the one who’s getting us a good name.

I have nothing to say in defense of MF Hussain. His pleas that his painting was un-named when sold and was called “Bharatmata” by the buyer fell on deaf ears. Who will listen to it now??

It’s best that he stays away. As far away from here as possible.

As for Jayalalitha, let her rule. She’s a Goddess after all. A fully clothed one, at that.

Isn’t that the vital keypoint to the whole issue??

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Why I envy Men

I got this in today’s mail and couldn’t help but agree with it!!

I do so hate guys for these very reasons :-


Your last name stays put.

The garage is all yours.

Wedding plans take care of themselves.

Chocolate is just another snack.

You can be President.

You can never be pregnant.

You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park.

You can wear NO shirt to a water park.

Car mechanics tell you the truth.

The world is your urinal..

You never have to drive to another service station restroom because this one is just too icky.

You don’t have to stop and think of which way to turn a nut on a bolt.

Same work, more pay.

Wrinkles add character.

Wedding dress $5000. Tux rental-$200.

People never stare at your chest when you’re talking to them.

New shoes don’t cut, blister, or mangle your feet.

One mood all the time.

Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.

You know stuff about tanks.

A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.

You can open all your own jars.

You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.

If someone forgets to invite you, he or she can still be your friend.

Your underwear is $8.95 for a three-pack.

You almost never have strap problems in public.

You are unable to see wrinkles in your clothes.

Everything on your face stays its original colour..

The same hairstyle lasts for years, maybe decades.

You only have to shave your face and neck.

You can play with toys all your life.

One wallet and one pair of shoes ? one colour for all seasons.

You can wear shorts no matter how your legs look.

You can ‘do’ your nails with a pocket knife.

You have freedom of choice concerning growing a mustache.


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