Eight o' clock already and no sign of maid... where the hell is she.. DING DONG..! AHA! must be her..
OHHO! it is the 7 year old of my neighbour.. " aunty , draupdi will not come today"
Shucks.. what the hell.. i just pray that the food maid arrives... so much to do..
Wait who's crying.
" ohh baby what is it .. why you always cry when u wake up.. my baby..."
"Let me change your diaper..."
Yuck.. forgot the milk boiling on gas... RUN !!... sorry a little late... milk is already all over the kitchen counter.. Brilliant some more work added to already endless list..
DING DONG! .. THANK GOD... it's Aarti.. at least i won't have to deal with lunch...
bring bring.... Now who is it calling on my cell..
" hi aunty.. oh yes! why not .. no i think i can manange.. yes yes i will no problem.."
What i don't understand is why people have to keep Pooja's on a week day already so much on my plate and now this pooja to attend in evening... do i need to wear sari or a decent suit would do..
WHAT THE HELL... " betu what is it in your hand.. i don't believe it ."
i thought i had only taken 5 minutes on that call.. never knew five minutes were enough for pippi to spill an entire jaar of sugar on floor.. WHY WHY WHY??? will have to mop the floor again.. tuch tuch..
bring bring..COMING yaar...now who is it.. yaa hi Smita.. yes yes.. i know.. okay i will forward that mail to you... give me an hour.. yes.. okay..
OH ... pippi is still in the bath tub.. God.. why the phone had to ring..
Now my baby is clean clean and will wear wah wah clothes.. aha.. NO.. don't open the powder tin.. NO .. pippi don't do that.. come here mamma got duddu bottle for you..
Thank God he slept... finally i get to have bath... what time is it... God it is 10:30 already.. gotta rush..
HONK HONK... mom can you hold him.. i am late already..Bye... yes he has eaten ... and has slept an hour almost.. see you in evening..
Sooo much chaos in office.. bring bring.. yes smita i have sent you the mail... okay i will also courier that.. okay..
bring bring... yes.. speaking.. no i do not need any loan and no thanks you.. bam... these marketing calls i tell you.. oh.. where am i yes this trim looks okay to me.. just check the stock for it....
Thank god most of the to do list is over..
Shit! what time is it?? already 6... i have to rush to Aunty's pooja... yuck! why do i have to...
Should I change first or change pippi first.. okay let me change him first.. My baby ready now..
Is the red one politically correct or the black suit would do...
Oh No! baby why you have to play with the water bottle... look at you i will have to change you again.. What yaar... it is so chaotic.....
Ready.... finally... ohh let me keep a diaper and bottle in baby bag...
Can't find the black slip on's .. Okay who cares...
I will anyway have to leave slippers outside for pooja.. any one wud do..:)
hiii aunty... namaste uncle... yes i am good.. oh yaa he is growing big... almost 2 years now.. yes.. thank you uncle ...
hello bhabhi... i am good... how r you.. yes he is growing up fast...
Only if some1 asks my heart.. grin grin :) why people have to be so artificial..
NO Bhabhi... I still go to office.. yes i do that... but there was no point leaving ... finally my store is doing very well..
who the hell is she to suggest i should have left my work.. IRRITATING..!!
No I leave him with my mother in the day till 6 or so.
OH YES..! DEFINATELY... I have it all very easy.. after all i hardly have anything to do... and what role do i have in his brought up..
WHY not.. he is being effortlessly brought up by MOM..
just when did you bring up your own kids.. living in a joint set up with no job .. only no one notices that even your children were fed and changed by their granny's too.. WAH.. so much for being a MULTI TASKING WOMAN...
SIGH!! What a day...
Friday, September 10, 2010
Saturday, July 31, 2010
WHY I LOVE FACEBOOK
WHY I LOVE FACEBOOK
Recently I read an interesting account as to why some1 left face book.. On the other hand I think I am hooked to it .. Here is why....
They say time is a great leveler.. Oh yes it is but so is face book.. The girl who was over smart in class and you secretly detested is now on your friend list.. And you love to read that she is a homemaker while you can boss over 50 people.. Yippee..
OH ! Yes also in the case of ex’s.. You can secretly laugh and feel good that you were far better..:) How mean! I know.. Now don’t grin.. We all do that.
It is a great stress buster.. It’s great to read a status update by an ex- colleague that he is also having a bad day at work .. So you aren’t the only one.. :)
And suddenly you are at peace with your weighty issues.. The girl in your class who shared size XS with you in hostel also wears size L now..:)) See didn’t i say blame it on age, children and that slice of cheese cake.. It’s a universal issue....
Face book makes you scientific in approach. Let me explain.. You wonder (with jealousy of course) how Z has managed to stay as young ( read thin) as she was.. And you remember that her mother is thin too.. Blame it on her genes.. It’s all in the chromosome.
It connects.. As the logo says.. Suddenly you are aware that the guy you barely remember from past job is having a great holiday in Maldives.. And of all people why they have to post pictures of them having fun while you are slogging at your desk..
It’s a great place to gossip.. Oh yes! you can discuss the changed relationship status of someone you had gone to college with.. "Psst.. Wasn’t she seeing that one in college.." Women and gossip I tell you :)..
It also makes you very Tolerant..
Tolerant to gyaani’s on net who want to share the unwanted gyaan straight out of books..
Tolerant to the picture obsessed ones’ who would post just about anything and in truck loads.. read 300- 400 pictures of a wedding they attended.
Tolerant to the showy kinds who would post party pictures next to an item( read semi clad lovely woman with great hair) they themselves don’t know..
Tolerant to the perennially bored one’s and their sheep’s, ducks and melons..
Tolerant to the always wow one’s who would comment “ soooo cute!” even on the badly clicked picture of someone they remotely know..
Tolerant to a thousand cause request’s without even knowing how your joining that group can help the cause..
Thank god mere paas face book hai....but as Appy would say.. mere paas Kaam hai..
Recently I read an interesting account as to why some1 left face book.. On the other hand I think I am hooked to it .. Here is why....
They say time is a great leveler.. Oh yes it is but so is face book.. The girl who was over smart in class and you secretly detested is now on your friend list.. And you love to read that she is a homemaker while you can boss over 50 people.. Yippee..
OH ! Yes also in the case of ex’s.. You can secretly laugh and feel good that you were far better..:) How mean! I know.. Now don’t grin.. We all do that.
It is a great stress buster.. It’s great to read a status update by an ex- colleague that he is also having a bad day at work .. So you aren’t the only one.. :)
And suddenly you are at peace with your weighty issues.. The girl in your class who shared size XS with you in hostel also wears size L now..:)) See didn’t i say blame it on age, children and that slice of cheese cake.. It’s a universal issue....
Face book makes you scientific in approach. Let me explain.. You wonder (with jealousy of course) how Z has managed to stay as young ( read thin) as she was.. And you remember that her mother is thin too.. Blame it on her genes.. It’s all in the chromosome.
It connects.. As the logo says.. Suddenly you are aware that the guy you barely remember from past job is having a great holiday in Maldives.. And of all people why they have to post pictures of them having fun while you are slogging at your desk..
It’s a great place to gossip.. Oh yes! you can discuss the changed relationship status of someone you had gone to college with.. "Psst.. Wasn’t she seeing that one in college.." Women and gossip I tell you :)..
It also makes you very Tolerant..
Tolerant to gyaani’s on net who want to share the unwanted gyaan straight out of books..
Tolerant to the picture obsessed ones’ who would post just about anything and in truck loads.. read 300- 400 pictures of a wedding they attended.
Tolerant to the showy kinds who would post party pictures next to an item( read semi clad lovely woman with great hair) they themselves don’t know..
Tolerant to the perennially bored one’s and their sheep’s, ducks and melons..
Tolerant to the always wow one’s who would comment “ soooo cute!” even on the badly clicked picture of someone they remotely know..
Tolerant to a thousand cause request’s without even knowing how your joining that group can help the cause..
Thank god mere paas face book hai....but as Appy would say.. mere paas Kaam hai..
Saturday, July 17, 2010
being humourous
I meant to write something humourous.
Though the line between humour and absurdity is often too thin, almost blurred. Surendra sharma says" hansi to bekaar ki baatan pe hi aave hai". Meaning u can only laugh at the absurd and not humour. He is a noted funny man from the era before the shows like comedy circus redefined humour into absurdity. So let’s name it BCC, i.e. before comedy circus.
And all this while I thought only circus was meant to be fun and funny. These TV shows have made the fine art of comedy itself into a circus. See a Siddhu roaring on one and Shekhar Ji rolling on another. And I get confused whom to laugh at the presenter or the judge.
On second thoughts they at least claim to be a funny show. Other shows claiming to be news hours show far more comic visuals than the entire comedy circus's put together. The India TV reporter was busy showing the rooms and the mandap a day after dhoni's wedding. It almost looked like coverage post a bomb explosion. "Dekhiye exclusive visuals uss mandap ki jahaan dhoni ne shaadi ki thi".. Now now poor man I know TRP's must be the topmost priority on your boss's to promote list. But doing this for a job absurd. Err humourous
At a friend R's house the latest reality show is watched with rapt attention. And some of them could get absurdity certification. In fact I told her the other day how a lot of foreign movies/shows are given viewership rating. Suitable to be viewed by adults or children below so-so age etc. What if we gave such tags to Indian serials and shows.. What would they be?
comedy circus.. blah blah.. various comedy shows - hilarious, seat belts suggested (not for you.. the judges silly.)
uttaran/balika vadhu.... blah blah ( almost all prime time soaps) - hysterical, big handkerchiefs’ recommended. Either to wipe tears shed in buckets or tie your forehead in case of a head ache..
Big Boss.. Adult content , may include obscenity, abuse, immorality and drama, sure shot fame to ageing stars with no work . suitable for people with too much time to see who woke when and picked up a fight with whom.
Dance and music reality shows.. bearable , may show humiliation, infighting and faux nail-biting drama in announcements and bitching. Suitable for gossip and drama lovers’.
And last but not the least.
India TV... if there was an Oscar for bad bad bad work that should go to it.. What it needs is not a disclaimer but a WARNING.. in RED COLOR.. View only if you are insane, sloshed, looking for kicks out of their stupid naag nagin stories or worse have an IQ lower than 50. Every story is a breaking news.. Sure shot way to break your nerves.
Though the line between humour and absurdity is often too thin, almost blurred. Surendra sharma says" hansi to bekaar ki baatan pe hi aave hai". Meaning u can only laugh at the absurd and not humour. He is a noted funny man from the era before the shows like comedy circus redefined humour into absurdity. So let’s name it BCC, i.e. before comedy circus.
And all this while I thought only circus was meant to be fun and funny. These TV shows have made the fine art of comedy itself into a circus. See a Siddhu roaring on one and Shekhar Ji rolling on another. And I get confused whom to laugh at the presenter or the judge.
On second thoughts they at least claim to be a funny show. Other shows claiming to be news hours show far more comic visuals than the entire comedy circus's put together. The India TV reporter was busy showing the rooms and the mandap a day after dhoni's wedding. It almost looked like coverage post a bomb explosion. "Dekhiye exclusive visuals uss mandap ki jahaan dhoni ne shaadi ki thi".. Now now poor man I know TRP's must be the topmost priority on your boss's to promote list. But doing this for a job absurd. Err humourous
At a friend R's house the latest reality show is watched with rapt attention. And some of them could get absurdity certification. In fact I told her the other day how a lot of foreign movies/shows are given viewership rating. Suitable to be viewed by adults or children below so-so age etc. What if we gave such tags to Indian serials and shows.. What would they be?
comedy circus.. blah blah.. various comedy shows - hilarious, seat belts suggested (not for you.. the judges silly.)
uttaran/balika vadhu.... blah blah ( almost all prime time soaps) - hysterical, big handkerchiefs’ recommended. Either to wipe tears shed in buckets or tie your forehead in case of a head ache..
Big Boss.. Adult content , may include obscenity, abuse, immorality and drama, sure shot fame to ageing stars with no work . suitable for people with too much time to see who woke when and picked up a fight with whom.
Dance and music reality shows.. bearable , may show humiliation, infighting and faux nail-biting drama in announcements and bitching. Suitable for gossip and drama lovers’.
And last but not the least.
India TV... if there was an Oscar for bad bad bad work that should go to it.. What it needs is not a disclaimer but a WARNING.. in RED COLOR.. View only if you are insane, sloshed, looking for kicks out of their stupid naag nagin stories or worse have an IQ lower than 50. Every story is a breaking news.. Sure shot way to break your nerves.
Monday, March 22, 2010
Numbersome Women
Who says women are not meant for numbers. i think they are one's with best knack for numbers
Not so long ago (mentioning numbers is a dicey thing to do for women especially when time frame is in question) in school days all that everyone was bothered about was numbers. Competitors (and mine was an all girl's one) would tear apart each other for 1 or 2 number in examination. On the other side boys would not openly fight for that small a digit. Of course these days they discuss numbers in terms of what is the number of face book friends someone has.
In college the question still remained around numbers with how many guys who had dated or currently dating. The expressions of coarse differed ranging between mockery to envy. That was though some years back and now they still talk about numbers only in terms of calorie intake and inches off or on the waist. Numbers again!!. Some I meet are brilliant in numbers when it comes to counting BMI which is the new equivalent to pythogorous theorm. I am sure with an endless excess to guys through the social NET working the number of guys dated is no longer a great achievement.
When you are unmarried it is a question of how many proposals you had or how many you rejected. Numbers are flaunted and admired. In case the numbers in your age are above the accepted value the questions are still around numbers. “When do YOU plan to settle. Give us a time frame or number?"
Women are also very good at guessing numbers of someones boyfriend or husband's bank balance. “Look at her ring must worth be a lakh. Read “she has bagged a fat goose"
When one is married the questions are still around numbers. How many years have you been married or the number of years you wish to spend before the number of children question arrives? Once you have 1 child the question is again with numbers" when is the number 2 expected?"
And once you are past all the questionable numbers the mother of all questions
“you don't look **!"
Not so long ago (mentioning numbers is a dicey thing to do for women especially when time frame is in question) in school days all that everyone was bothered about was numbers. Competitors (and mine was an all girl's one) would tear apart each other for 1 or 2 number in examination. On the other side boys would not openly fight for that small a digit. Of course these days they discuss numbers in terms of what is the number of face book friends someone has.
In college the question still remained around numbers with how many guys who had dated or currently dating. The expressions of coarse differed ranging between mockery to envy. That was though some years back and now they still talk about numbers only in terms of calorie intake and inches off or on the waist. Numbers again!!. Some I meet are brilliant in numbers when it comes to counting BMI which is the new equivalent to pythogorous theorm. I am sure with an endless excess to guys through the social NET working the number of guys dated is no longer a great achievement.
When you are unmarried it is a question of how many proposals you had or how many you rejected. Numbers are flaunted and admired. In case the numbers in your age are above the accepted value the questions are still around numbers. “When do YOU plan to settle. Give us a time frame or number?"
Women are also very good at guessing numbers of someones boyfriend or husband's bank balance. “Look at her ring must worth be a lakh. Read “she has bagged a fat goose"
When one is married the questions are still around numbers. How many years have you been married or the number of years you wish to spend before the number of children question arrives? Once you have 1 child the question is again with numbers" when is the number 2 expected?"
And once you are past all the questionable numbers the mother of all questions
“you don't look **!"
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