Archive for February, 2012

After a spurt of ridiculous posts, I went absconding again! (Almost seems like a behavioral pattern , huh?). I mean, I drop by on WordPress, furiously publish posts everyday and one fine day, I do the disappearing act. I’m away for ages….no replying to messages, no pending drafts, nothing!! And each time I come back, I feel guilty. I shouldn’t…because this blog is first and foremost for me than anyone else. But then, for all those people who do drop by and read and sometimes comment, I’m answerable. I need to let them know why there are no new posts when they take the time to come by my blog!

And here’s my answer.

I’m going blind.

No, please dont panic. I’m not going blind as in “doctor sahab, mujhe kuchh dikhayi nahin de raha”, but blind as in ,” Doctor sahab, mujhe aankhen khuli rakhne mein takleef ho rahi hai”.

So, remember me gloating a few posts back about how MUCH I’m enjoying my on-bench period?? Remember me giggling away happily that I spend the entire day catching up on blogs and other internet articles? Remember how happy I was?

Well, no more 😦

For my dear folks, I suffer from the bane of (a majority of) IT Professionals. Dry-Eyes.


Which means, my tear-ducts no longer carry any fluids. My tear-film (that thin little coating over the eyes) is non-existent and chopping a bunch of onions elicits no tears 😦 .

Can my eyes be any more dry?? (almost sound like Chandler there, right? 😀 ) .

Apparently not. But, and this is a very significant ‘but’, if not treated on time, the lens of my eyes will dry up and eventually make me blind as a ding-bat! Imagine if someone threw a fistful of sawdust in your eyes…how would that feel?? Well, I feel like that 24X7 😦

The doctor prescribes, “no driving, no sitting in front of the computer or television for more than half an hour at a time, drink plenty of water and get plenty of sleep”.

HAH!! (or LOL!! Whatever!!)

This is the proverbial ‘laat’ on the stomach of a ‘gareeb’. The doctor not only suggested that I give up my job and my bike, she almost suggested that I alter my entire lifestyle! Okay, I can drink a couple or more glasses of water, but what was that line about sleep?? The BF more than readily asked me to quit my job and stay home. “To rest”, in his words. I, on the other hand insisted that he buy me a new house with a bedroom where I could get my much missing sleep back. “Here”, he said tossing me a keybunch. “Wow!! that was quick”, I muttered only to realize he’d handed over my bike keys to me. Thats my ever-practical boy. Do ya wonder why I love him so much 😐 ??

On an aside, I refuse to stay at home because I know that if I am, then I’ll be glued to the laptop while the kids are snoozing and that cannot be a good thing. So I report to work, squirt a few drops of the eye-lubricants in them eyes and stare at my monitor impassively. Win -win all.

The only casualty of this current blurring of my eye-sight is that I canot blog as much as I’d like to. I cannot read and comment on other’s blogs. Even as I type this, I’m using up half the little jar of eye-drops 😦

And oh, since every cloud has a silver lining, here’s mine – my eye-sight’s safe. I mean, my ‘vision’ is perfect. No number for reading yet. But I do have to wear those anti-glare spectacles that I’ve ordered last week, all the time. Its going to be a bummer, but OM opines that it might just suit me 😉 .


So long then people. I’ll drop by later. I cant keep away for long, but for my preserving my eye-sight, I’ll just have to. What say?



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This is kind of silly, but I couldn’t help notice the amount of ‘coverage’ given to the Dutt-Patel brouhaha, mostly because one party of this fiasco was guilty of err..umm….not enough coverage and too much cleavage 😀 .Though, frankly, in my opinion, the other party is usually just as guilty 😐 (okay….kidding 🙂 . Some people actually like them cleavages on men!! LOL!!. Okay fine…I’ll drop the topic now 😀 )

From all the news reports, this is what I gathered :-

She came dressed for a party in her ‘signature‘ style.

She is his wife’s best friend.

He thinks of her as his sister.

He rebukes her for her inappropriate dressing sense.

He tries to cover her up.

She retaliated by yelling that he touched her indecently.


Double Whew!!

In happier times....

Now, anyone following HighHeelConfidential or any other gossip columns on the net would know by now that Ms.Patel likes to wear her Sari in a certain manner. Its a style which is very ‘Chameli’ than chic, but then if she likes it that way, who are we to question?! After seeing her for ages dressed in the same manner, her style didn’t rub in as much as before. It was almost like a resigned acceptance of her bad taste (no, no, I’m not being judgemental, just frank 😛 ). I wish I could find that link on Yahoo (or was it MSN?) where there was picture of her, in the same style of Sari, running a hand through her hair (Warning : NSFW). For some unknown reason, that particular snap had the caption, “yeh dhai kilo ka haath” !! I remember it vividly because me and the BF guffawed over it for ages. And then, he started using the same tag line for me, after which it wasn’t funny anymore 😐 . But I digress.

So coming back to the said lady.She was the one to first post snaps of the Dutt’s twins on twitter. She was the one who threw a baby shower before the delivery. She was the one who gushed about “my best friend Manyata”. She was the one who starred opposite Mr.Dutt in “Chatur Singh ** ” just recently. After all the bonhomie, I think Mr. Dutt, like any typical Indian male, would consider Ms.Patel as a close family friend, if not a relative. And if such a friend notices parts of you peeking out where they aren’t supposed to , would you blame him? In fact, the BF had the nasty habit of pointing out such inappropriateness in the dressing styles of BFS or BFC (blame it on his conservative background), though they were a million times more decent. But then, the BF thought he had a right because they were his best friends too and if BFS or BFC minded it, they would immediately reprimand him for the same. All was well within seconds.

Then what went wrong between Mr.Dutt and Ms.Patel ?

Well, in my opinion, however protective he felt towards Ameesha, Mr.Dutt crossed a boundary when he ‘publicly’ tried to correct her outfit. It wasn’t the act itself that was indecent. It was the infringing on her rights as an adult that was unacceptable. For one, how she plans to dress is no one’s prerogative other than herself. Secondly, he did his duty by approaching her and sharing his sentiments about her outfit. He should have left it at that. Going forward to ‘correct’ her attire was a blatant act of infringing on her personal space, and no one, NO ONE should be allowed to do that without one’s permission!! Secondly, isn’t it an hypocritical act on Mr.Dutts part when he accepts her attire in his movie which would be viewed by thousands and objects to the same attire in a private party where only a few hundreds would ogle?!

Though I despise Ms.Patel to the core, I can’t help but feel the shoe-bite when I step into her shoes.

Your opinions, people??

Note : Images sourced from Google images.

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A thorough weekend update post is due and I promise I’ll post it as soon as I get my head off the keyboard.
I’m sleepy as hell (Thanks Lui/Shobs for keeping me awake wayyyy past my bed-time!) and there is a slight possibility of me getting a number for my eyes *shudder*!!
Though I’ve been avoiding it for ages, I’ve realized recently that
a) I’ve been squinting a lot lately and
b) looking at my monitor for more than a couple of minutes, makes me lose focus. The screen looks blurred and I have to do a blink-blink to refocus!

So yes, the eyes have it bad! I guess assuming that gajar ka halwa is just as good for the eyes as raw carrots, doesn’t really hold. Drat it 😐 !! After my failing dentures, this! What else is in store for this middle ages granny, I wonder 😦 !

Anyhow, the icing on the cake is that I got my license. You know what that means?? It means, I GOT MY EFFING LICENSE TO DRIVE AN EFFING FOUR-WHEELER. WHEEEEE!!! 😀
(Now if only someone lends me their car, I’d be most obliged!)

For the record, the BF refuses to sit in the same car as me if I’m driving. Yeah yeah….its this guy’s constant love and support that has brought me so far in life. Thanks BF. Love ya too…like those sores you get on your toes every month. Yeah…exactlylike that!!

And ohh…after Shobs recovered from the throat infection, it was Lui’s turn..and guess what? She lived up to her reputation of being a bratty, irritable kid. Makes me rue that just last week I wrote a post singing her praises. Aah..silly me! One would’ve thought that three years with the twins would have taught me something about them…but naah!! I fail miserably yet again!

Anyhow, I have an appointment with BFS and BFG shortly and out to meet them. Maybe some quality time with good buddies will make me forget the failing eyesight, the sore knees and the wobbly teeth. Hope you all have fun too.

Cheers for the coming week 🙂

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Short Spurts

(Small snippets of stuff happening around me – and my take on it )

1) I’m work-less. Not job-less, mind you, since I’m still drawing a salary, but work-less, since I still haven’t got a project in hand.

Am I actively looking for one ? No.

Am I talking with different project leads about the openings ? No.

Am I following up on the interviews I’ve already given? No.

Then what exactly am I doing here??

Frankly, I have no clue 😐 . I’m as blank as a new bank account! I have no idea what to do, which isn’t exactly the same as what I want to do! I know what I want, but it isn’t available here. And to hunt it somewhere else would mean taking efforts into getting out of my comfort zone. Which, eventually, I’ll just have to do, but not right now.

What I am doing right now, is reading. Catching up on all those blogs I missed reading at the client side. Reading up recipes, news, opinions. Reading fiction, facts and gossip. Reading books, papers and comics. I’ll probably end up with a number for my eyes, but what the heck!! I’m work-less and I’m using this time to do what I love doing the most 😀 !

(Totally unprofessional of me, I know….but what to do…the heart must do what the heart sometimes wants to do, right?!)

2) The location given to me at work is a temporary one. Once I get a project (correction, IF I get a project), I’ll be moving to the new location. Till then, my desk remains bare…something I’m unused to 😦 . Every time I look up, I miss my money-plant, those jars of candies and my various colourful mugs. I can get them here, but the effort of moving everything to the new location would be just too much for me 😦 . I’d rather get the new stuff to the final destination 🙂 . And oh, my lockers are empty too…no more packets of biscuits or kurkure reside with me anymore…not that anyone is missing them (since mostly of my friends are so vastly distributed around the office that meeting up requires setting a meeting request 😦 )

3) I read a few novels recently. Samit Basu’s “Turbulence“, which is science fiction meets bollywood meets everything Indian 😀 . I could barely put it down till it got over and even then , I revisited a few pages just for the witty writing style. Do read it when you get the chance. It is sure to bring a smile on  your face 🙂 .

I also read the first part of the Clifton Chronicles, Only Time Will Tell by Jeffery Archer. Archer’s style is unmistakable, which is both comforting as well as annoying. Annoying because one can actually predict the direction of the narration. But I did like the book over all and I’m looking forward to the next edition which will possibly release this year.

4) Lui and Shobs had ‘Fruit-day’ today at school. Lui is the Pineapple and Shobby is the Orange. Their teachers had given them 2 lines of dialogues each to memorize. Lui learnt hers quick enough, but Shobby refused to oblige. Every time I asked him his dialogue, he would either change the topic or say something else entirely. We tried cajoling him, then bribing, then threatening, but no use! My son simply refuses to mug a line and repeat it verbatim 😦 Apparently, “My name is Orange, I am orange in colour” is too tough for him to remember! Yesterday, I helped the kids make a headgear of leaves of their respective fruits. We used chart-paper, glue, scissors and a stapler of which, the kids were allowed to handle only the sticking part. The head gear ready, I tried a final rehearsal. Lui was pretty kicked about her leafy topi and was all smiles as she spoke her lines. Shobs was tongue-tied! I didn’t scold him this time…just waited till he felt comfortable enough to speak the lines himself.

Now I’m not sure if he really had the stage fright gripping at him, because early this morning, all of a sudden, he started throwing up. He wasn’t feverish, his tummy was fine and yet he couldn’t retain his milk. By 8:30 AM, he was fine, so I gave him a bath and started dressing him up. Thats when he threw up once more and became lethargic. This had me worried…because he was perfectly fine the previous day! “Mumma, mai school nahin jaoonga”, he said feebly. I looked at his new orange shirt and the headgear of leaves he had prepared last evening. With a sigh, I realized I could not send him to school in such a state. So I dressed up Lui in a yellow shirt, dark-brown pants and her green topi . The teacher had asked us to send them dressed in the colour of their fruits…thats the best I could do 🙂 . I dropped Lui in her school van and left for work. Shobs was handed over to the MIL who is on leave today. When I called her up an hour back, she said that Shobs was doing just fine. He was playing around the house !!

Now this has me worried! I know that Shobs wasn’t faking it when he threw up…but it is not a good sign if he is terrified of a ‘performance’ to the extent of being nauseous. He has always been shy in nature but this is a new development that needs addressing.

Any suggestions people??

5) Found this link in today’s Freshly pressed : http://viewsfromthecouch.com/2012/02/12/you-didnt-thank-me-for-punching-you-in-the-fac/

People who have little children, DO read it. For parents of boys and girls alike. We need a better society for our kids and it means correcting the wrongs of today. And better start as soon as possible!


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Neela Nakhoon

Kindly excuse the bad bad title.
I just voted today and the ink mark is a vivid stain on my left forefinger. Its not actually blue per se,more violet-black, but then , ‘Baingani nakhoon’ didn’t sound at all appealing 😦

And oh, proud as I am on doing this, I guess I cannot complain now when the guys I voted for come into power 😐

God help our country! Ameen 🙂

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The Grumpy BF!

So I’m reading this big Agatha Christie book now that is actaully a compilation of four of her novels. Am done with the first two, am on the third now. So rivetting are the plots and the subsequent deductions that it is very hard (really hard) for me to put the book down. Needless to say, I carry it with me at all times(irrespective of its bulk) and pull it out whenever I get a few minutes to myself.
After a week of this behavior, I think the BF has finally started losing patience. He’s not much of a book lover himself (who am I kidding here! He’ll willingly forgo a bet than sit through even a comic 😦 ), and he can’t understand my obsession with reading.
So this morning,before leaving for work, as I sipped tea and flipped pages of the aforementioned novel, he burst out :-
“I feel as though you’ve got a new boyfriend! I feel left out 😦 “

Uh – Oh!

So NOT done, I tell you…

A wife must never make her husband feel that way. Feelings of insecurity and loneliness must NEVER be allowed to breed. So like the loving and dutiful wife that I am, I said, “Exactly how I feel when you have that damn blackberry stuck to your ear 😀 “, and I went back to reading my book.

Aaah!! The priceless look on his face, I tell you 🙂 . It makes this marriage totally worth it 😀

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It’s a bl**dy awful day , that’s what!
It’s the second week of Feb and the sun’s burning right through the roof! I have no idea what to do with the bundles of blankets lying around the house, hopeful of being used one day. I’m sure that the day I will put them away, the sun would go behind a cloud and we’ll have a cold wave sweeping across the city. The kids would shiver under their bed sheets and the BF would gruffly enquire as to why his wife was insanely eager to put away those blankets when we were ‘technically’ still in the winter season.
Anyhow, what I wanted to say was that today I had to visit the regional passport office to submit the updated birth certificate of my son. The BF warned that there is a mad rush at the passport office and it is always wise to reach there early. So I woke up earlier than usual, did my regular chores , got the twins ready for school and handed them over to their father (to wait for the school van) and reached the passport office at sharp 09:40. To my utter horror, the place was crowded with around 200 people already in queues and more coming in by the minute. The worst part? The office wasn’t open yet….the regular timing was 10:30 AM. *GROAN*. So I stood there in the heat and the dust (yes, loads of it, because the parking area right outside the passport office was nothing more than the flattened left-over remnants of the existing hill-side. There were boulders, stones and dust galore. As luck would have it, the queues stretched right out to the parking area. So every time a vehicle came in or drove out, we were all covered with a thick layer of dust. And oh, did I mention that I was wearing white today? Well, it aint white no more  . When I finally did get to enter the building, we were made to wait in a queue. After about 25 minutes, I went in and submitted the letter that I had received. The lady official asked me what the problem was and I told her that my son’s application was rejected due to discrepancy in my name and I’ve got new documents for submission. She brusquely snatched the letter, ignored the documents and asked me to wait outside the cabin.
The ‘outside’ was crawling with people, with barely an inch to spare. After a long wait, I finally got a chair to sit. So I pulled out the latest Agatha Christie from my bag and started reading. Must have read more than 50 pages before it finally clicked that I’d been sitting for a rather long time with no updates on what I was supposed to do next. So I quickly asked one of the peons and he said that the names will be called out shortly. So I went back to my book (Thank God I had the sense to get it along!) . After another 20 or so pages, my turn finally came. I stepped in gingerly and went up to the lady official. She was definitely in a foul mood! At one point I almost lost my temper and told her that my son’s twin sister got her passport around 3 months back! And both the forms were submitted together. When exactly did the official realize that my name on the application form was ‘wrong’ compared to the one on the birth certificate, I have no clue. But after submitting documents again and again, the BF went the whole hog and had my name officially changed to carry his surname (Now this is one thing I NEVER wanted to do, but I never had a hint that these people would make such an hue and cry over it. For the sake of my son’s passport, I had to take this drastic measure  ) . I was armed with these new documents when I went in. After a lot of haggling and explaining from my side and a lot of grumbling and snootiness from her side, she finally grabbed the Xerox copies and told me I could leave. So drained was I from the experience that I forgot to ask her if the application was accepted or rejected. Later on, when I spoke to the BF about it, I realized that the lady was insinuating a little about palm-greasing and being rather ignorant about the tastes of government officials, I was rather slow to get the drift 
Anyhow, the form is submitted, I’m back in office and the ticker runs while we wait patiently for the passport.
I was supposed to get my driving license by yesterday. It still hasn’t come. Now I’m worried 
The campaigning for the civic polls is getting on my nerves. The bike rallys, the auto rallys, the followers bearing banners and flags, the children hollering slogans…..it so ticks me off! I have half a mind to cross out all these revolting parties from my options…but then, I wouldn’t have anyone left to vote for  . Thankfully, it should get over in a day or two. Also, it helps that we aren’t in the South or UP, where poll campaigning is a blatantly aggressive exercise with little or no regard to general public comfort. Pune, I love these little mercies you bestow on us 
Happy Valentine’s, to Ye who Believe.
For the rest, glad to be a part of a club that’s in love forever 

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