Wednesday, March 23, 2005

I HATE CRICKET!

Yes i do.Im an Indian n i hate cricket.Taboo!!loads of 'oh my god'!s.N Asha is probably goin to hate me.But i cant help it.Im writing this blog right now becoz my perfectly good sunday tv afternoon was completly ruined by the damn match.Test match.I think they r the most useless things on earth!5 days of taking run ups,hitting the ball,no boundries,no wickets (atleast for a loooooong time),no drama, nuthin.For 5 days.Worse,my brother LOVES cricket.Which basically means that on the day of the match,my mom wears earplugs n takes her headache medicine,so v can fight over the tv all v want.But i just dont get it!i mean, what exactly do u c in a cricket match? Its ridiculous.Nuthin ever happens.Also i dont understand what the hell is a LBW.N im tellin u,no1 does.Every1 claims they do,but no1 really does.
N whats wid the damn commentry.Whats wid that phsyco Sidhu.I have a theory thats its the media,not the game itself,responsible for its popularity.I mean y else wud u require a cleavage showin,always smiling bimbo to publicise the world cup?N plus the stupid commercials after every over!god.Watching cricket is almost painful.The only cricket match i remember enjoying was the 1 in banglore where kumble n srinath batted superbly n won the match,thats it.
I love watching football though.Thanks to Bhanda n Samir,who taught me how to appreciate a good football game.These guys dont think much of cricket but they worship Man U.Football is awesome.First of all it finishes in like 40 mins.Plus i think its so much more cooler than cricket.Tennis is great to watch except it is not as exciting as football.I also had a shot at playin it for the college team,my mom almost fainted.But im not a very sports person i guess.I jst think ppl shud think beyond cricket.No hard feelings all u cricket worshippers.

Saturday, March 19, 2005

sorry

Hey all my blog fans.Have not been able to write nethin for the past few days.Hate to write all those boring blogs bout what i did the whole day.So ill spare u the pain.It seems im suffering from a bloggers block.Dont kno what to write about.Although had the smoked chicken sandwich at barista n YUM although never ever have the strawberry smoothie there .Will write soon,i promise.*hugz*

Tuesday, March 15, 2005

The prince charming syndrome

Hey all u faithful bloggers!Thanks for chekin out my blogs regularly.N thanks for all the good reviews.Some of u told me u wanted to strangle me for makin ull read shit but most of ull liked it.So thanks.Now this new topic is based on a discussion i was havin wid a frnd the other day.So its about the prince charming syndrome (PCS).Who is this prince charming?He's the guy that every girl(n some guys) dream of.He's...well charming.He's hansome,tall,dark,funny,witty...blah blah.Research proves that most women start thinkin bout this Mr Right(prince charming sounds too outdated) since the age of 13! Which means they keep waiting for the right guy to come along practically all their lives.Shocking?I think not.I mean look at everything around us.Since pre-school our brains are fed wid cinderella n snow white stories.V grow up reading mills n boons,watch movies like 'uv got mail' n 'pretty woman'.So we shud not be blamed for pcs now shud v?
Which brings us to the most imp ques:Does Mr Right exist?I will not lie to u coz u guys r my frnds.He most certainly does not.Sorry guys.Atleast not for 99.9% of the world.The rest of the 0.01% r movie stars n models.N half the time they find out their Mr Right is gay.So i think its about time v stop thinkin that sum1 perfect is goin to come along n sweep us of our feet.
That brings us to the next imp ques:'Who do we end up with?'
I had seen a movie once ,a line in it went sumthin like this 'Most women keep waiting for Mr Right to come along wen Mr Right-here-Right-now is waiting in the corner bar!'.True?
Introducing Mr Right-here-Right-now.Usually a frnd uv known for a while or ne other guy who has a thing for u.What attracts u to him?Well he likes u, n thats flattering.So then shud u go in for this one?No,not at all.Coz its for all the wrong reasons,n u kno better than that.
So then who?Everybody, i wud like u to meet Mr Feel Right.He's the guy ur not sure u wanna end up wid.Probably sum1 u totally dint expect to end up wid.Or he may come really close to being Mr Right.Bottom line:U cant really describe this guy.He just....feels right.The fact that u r attracted to him for reasons u cant really figure out,drives u crazy.But thats the fun part.He doesnt need to sweep u off ur feet.Uv already fallen head over heels for him.Hes the kinda guy u can have an actual conversation wid.U dont have to try too hard to be with him.U dont have to dress up around him.He doesnt get u flowers,he doesnt have to.U actually miss him wen hes not around.Thats Mr Feel Right for u.Take him or leave him.Although i wud say take him.
So all my women frnds reading this blog,ull r beautiful brilliant women.Dont just blow off Mr Feel Right n wait for Mr right.Coz mostly it will not happen.For all of u who want more info n relationship guidance contact me.For all those who dont...ur loss.Mhuuuuhhhaaaa...

Sunday, March 13, 2005

The most beautiful girl in the world

Yesterday my life was touched by some1 really special.Some1 i cant get outta my head.My life will never be the same again.Her name was Shalini.It means beautiful in sanskrit.A 12 yr old girl.She came to me house yest wid her parents.Wen she entered my house i cud not take my eyes off her.Then i realised i was being rude.So i tried to act as normal as possible.This girl was suffering frm dwarfism.A condition that forces her to b as tall as a 6 year old.Shes a dwarf born to normal parents just because her mothers gynec gave her an overdose of calcium wen she was pregnant.
Is she bitter?Not at all.She is in the 6th grade.Usually comes in the top 3 in her class.Never stops smiling.Infact she has the prettiest smile i have ever seen.She will not give up.She is fighting.Fighting against this condition.15 days in a month she goes to Bombay for therapy.The doctors are tryin to stretch her legs.They plan to make a gap betn her joints n fill it with metal.After the therapy is over she will b about 4'8'' or so.Im never goin to crib bout bein short again.
' How much does it hurt?' i asked her fellin stupid bout the ques afterwards.'Very much she said.But i dont take pain killers'.Later her mother told me that she stays up the entire night coz of he pain but doesnt take painkillers coz it makes her drowsy in school.
Today morning there was an unexpected calm in my head.Suddenly everything is right.That girl's courage has influenced in a way i cannot explain.Suddenly i kno sumthin good is goin to happen.She will always b in my prayers.Shalini,the most beautiful girl in the world.

Saturday, March 12, 2005

India the land of fairness creams

I still havnt recovered frm the shock i was in wen i saw a fairness cream ad on tv.It went sumthin like this: A mother goes in a photo shop to clik her daughter's photo n the guy on the counter asks her 'shadi ke liye hai? 2 shades lighter kar doon?'.I was disgusted beyond imagination.
After all these talks about womens liberation,womens rights,feminism,india shining n all the possible bull s***,v r left wid ads like these that r not only demeaning to women but our country as well .India is a lovely country.A land under the sun.Im proud of my wheatish complexion.I think Indian women look beautiful the way they are.But our fascination wid the fair skin just proves that v have a long way to go before we become proud of who v r.Ppl buy these creams.I dont understand why.Want to kno the irony?One of the fairness cream companies sponsors womens day.A day that celebrates women,wether black or white or brown.
Marketing is evil.I realized this wen i saw an ad of a baby oil which is meant to make the baby fairer.I have nuthin more to say.All i can do is hope that our country wakes up to accept who v r.Wen women are appreciated just the way they r.Wen matimonials in pprs(i hope they r stopped too) stop sayin 'Wanted educated fair girl for nice boy'!Wake up my beloved country.Stop before our children suffer frm an inferiority complex.I wish these fairness cream ads stop soon.I wish fairness creams stop.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

Being 21 sucks...

1.Because all of a sudden things like career,future,relationships,marriage etc start clogging ur head.
2.Because ur mom never fails to give u a lecture on the importance of marriage.
3.Because wen u tell ur frnds u went out wid a cute guy the 1st ques is : 'what does he do?'.
4.Because ur mom insists u learn to make round chapatis.
5.Because ppl ask u ques like 'what do u plan to do after engg'.
6.Because if ur ans to this ques is 'Dunno...maybe get married and have loads of kids ' then they dont get the joke.
7.Because suddenly wearing ur fav mini skirt becomes a big deal.
8.Because wen u meet ur school frnds after a very long time,they ask u 'So..wassup wid ur love life?' n u answer 'nuthin' they look at u like ur an alien wearing a bikni!
9.Because wen u tell them u like being single,they laugh out loud.
10.Because wen u go shopping wid ur cousin for her kids u suddenly find urself thinking 'if it was my daughter i wud have bought this'.
11.Because u suddenly start reading the health coloumn in the newspaper.
12.Because u actually think of following the diet mentioned in it.
13.Because the frnd u loved shopping wid suddenly starts goin to the salwar kammeez section of the store.
14.Because it scares the living daylights out of u wen u actually find urself falling for sum1.
15.Because u start feelin stupid about celebrating ur bday
16.Because u find urself actually reading femina n cosmopolitan.
17.Because u find out theres no such thing as a real world.
18.Because u find that ur suffering from a quarter life crisis.
Being 21 sucks......

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Wonderful Wednesday

Wednesday is my fav day of the week.Not Sunday,not sat but wed.The thing is that my dad has a holiday on Thurs.Hence wed is his weekend.I always remember as a kid waiting for wed to come.I wud hardly c my dad due to his hectic schedule but wed was diff.My dad is always in a great mood coz he gets to do his fav thing i.e. drink his scotch which hes allowed to do only once a week due to health reasons.N he puts on his fav western classical music like mozart,beethoven etc.
My dad is the sweetest person wen hes drinking.U can ask him for anything n chances are that ull get it.
Q:'Dad can i get a little extra pocket money this season'
A:'Sure how much do u need'
Q:'Dad can i buy those amazing shoes which ill rarely wear?'
A:'Ok sure as long as u be nice to ur brother the whole week'
Q:'Dad can u multiply my pocket money by 10 so i can move out n pay for my rent n phone bill?'
A:'What r u high or sumthin?'
Ok that was askin for too much.
But most of the stuff gets done.
N the food is great too.Maybe some fried fish wid my dads famous egg n lettuce salad n bread rolls.Today was a perfect wednesday as always.No matter where i go or what i do i will never forget the wed evenings that v have had for years.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

i have a problem

I have a major problem.I love food.I love everything about it.I love every cuisine there is.I love the blandness of maharashtrian food,love the spiceness of tamil home cooked meals,the exuberence of punjabi 'desi ghee' stuff,the feel of melted pizza cheese in my mouth,the distinct flavor of basil in french food..i love it all.
I have always maintained that there are 3 types of ppl in the world:1.ppl who go to a sushi place n gulp the damn thing down coz its fasionable(85%) 2.ppl who dont care(14%).3.Ppl who gulp it down coz its food n hence there can be nuthin wrong wid it(1%).
I belong to the 3rd category.What helps is that i have frnds who love food too.So life is great.
My fav shows on tv r cookery shows coz i love to c great food being made.I will not rem who won best supp actress at the oscars this time but i know what dessert they served at the post oscar party. Wen v r sitting for a boring lec v tend to day dream.My frnds think bout their boyfrnds,a movie they just watched or sumthin like that.I on the other hand think bout the perfect doughnut wid chocolate frosting that i just had last evening.
So then whats the problem u ask?The problem is that as much as i like my food,i love to fit into the jeans that i bought 3 yrs ago.Coz i love them too.N the rate wid which my food obsession keeps increasing so does my waist size...sob. N every other day me n my frnd sam make a promise to ourselves that v r NOT goin to binge.The next day v r at barista havin the heavenly chocolate chip muffin n coffee.Talk bout irony.
So frm now on im goin to accept who i am.Im a foodie.N if this obsession will make me 80kgs by the time im 35,so be it.Amen.
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