Friday, October 21, 2005


I have been tagged!

This is the fifth line of my twenty-third post!

i want to have a conversation with some one who is capable of responding with something other than "lol"!

Monday, June 06, 2005

ok... one more... this one was pretty interesting to take actually

The True You

You want your girlfriend or boyfriend to be more relaxed, calm, and composed.
With respect to money, you spend as little as possible.
You think good luck depends on maintaining good relationships with others.
The hidden side of your personality tends to be satisfied to care for things with a minimal amount of effort.
You are tend to think about others' feelings a lot, perhaps because you are so eager to be liked.
When it comes to finding a romantic partner, you base your search on information from your friends.

Monday, May 23, 2005

Why is there so much hoopla over indra nooyi and her speech at columbia??
The first time i read about her analogy of the US to the middle finger, i thought it was kinda funny ...
and then i realise the whole blogsphere is up in arms against her for insulting the country that gave her "self-actualization" calling her a parasite and what not..
so i finally read the entire speech and as far as i am concerned, there is absolutely nothing objectionable about it... believe me she paid the Americans a compliment by not saying more...

but then i also belive that whatever opinion the rest of the world has about the US is largely created by the media. you really can't blame the rest of the world from picturising the average american as a fat, lazy snob, who believes he can control the world. however my limited experience of americans is that they can be extremely polite and professionsl - if and only if they choose to be ....

and thats exactly what indra was talking about! the Americans , unlike Africa or Asia have a choice... they can either be a helpful Big brother or a pain-in-the-ass big bully...

given the reactions to her speech all i can say is that they just cose the latter!

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

am on a script reading spree

havent blogged in a while coz i've spent most of my time chatting and playing games - and ofcourse reading other blogs... have been too lazy to write anything... though there's so much i've wanted to blog about. last few days i've been downloading scripts of films i love and those i've always wanted to see ... planning to build a collection...

what follows is the first scene of High Fidelity - my favorite film to see on a thursday morning (all those convent educated people from cal will know what a thursday morning means - a holiday in the middle of the week and ur parents aren't home!)... why this today? well, saw serendipity last night and remembered how much i love John cusack...

hope you enjoy this




Not a minisystem, not a matching set, but coveted audiophile
clutter of McIntosh and Nakamichi, each component from a
different era, bought piece by piece in various nanoseconds
of being flush.

ROB (V.O.)
What came first? The music or the
misery? People worry about kids
playing with guns and watching
violent videos, we're scared that
some sort of culture of violence is
taking them over...


Big thin LPs. Fields of them. We move across them, slowly...
they seem to come to rest in an end of a few books... but
then the CD's start, and go on, faster and faster, forever
then the singles, then the tapes...

But nobody worries about kids
listening to thousands -- literally
thousands -- of songs about broken
hearts and rejection and pain and
misery and loss.

It seems the records, tapes, and CD's will never end until...
we come to ROB -- always a hair out of place, a face that
grows on you. He sits in an oversized beanbag chair and
addresses us, the wall of music behind him.

Did I listen to pop music because I
was miserable, or was I miserable
because I listened to pop music?

Friday, April 29, 2005

now i have finished all the quizzes on blogthings - this site conquere d -> next please!

In 1982 (the year I was born)

Ronald Reagan is president of the US

The space shuttle Columbia completes its first operational flight

Actor John Belushi is found dead of a drug overdose in a West Hollywood hotel

Automobile manufacturer John Delorean is arrested and charged with possession of 59 pounds of cocaine

The first artificial heart is implanted in American Barney Clark

The Cable News Network, or CNN, is launched

750,000 people rally against nuclear weapons in New York City's Central Park

Time Magazine's Man of the Year was for the first time given to a non-human, a computer

The first computer virus, written by Rich Skrenta, escapes into the wild

Kirsten Dunst and Elisha Cuthbert are born

St. Louis Cardinals win the World Series

San Francisco 49ers win Superbowl XVI

New York Islanders win the Stanley Cup

E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial is the top grossing film

Ozzy Osbourne bites the head off of a live bat thrown at him during a performance, later hospitalized with rabies

"I Love Rock 'N Roll" by Joan Jett & The Blackhearts spends the most time at the top of the US charts

Cheers, Family Ties, Silver Spoons, and Fame premiere

What Happened the Year You Were Born?

More cool things for your blog at

this one i really like!

Your Seduction Style: The Dandy

You're a non-traditionalist, not limited by gender roles or expectations.
Your sexuality is more fluid than that - and you defy labels or categories.
It's hard to pin you down, and that's what's fascinating about you.
You have the psychology of both a male and a female, and you can relate to anyone.

Thursday, April 28, 2005

on another quiz taking spree!

this is what my dominant inner being is

The Magus. The real world bores you as you know
that there is more that can be seen in the
metaphysical world. You dance through dreams,
Consider the cosmos and see eight sides to
every four sided object.

What is the Dominant Inner being within You?
brought to you by Quizilla

what am i?? the eternal question

You are exactly what your name implies. You see what other people miss.You are the intellectual of the personality types as well as the Philosopher. You possess a cool and rational nature and take things in your stride.You are concerned with the 'big picture' as well, and always know what's goin on.You know people better than they know themselves and it makes them nervous sometimes. You know exactly what people don't want to know about them, but fortunately you are a pacifist and don't (usually) use it against them. But take care not to get too detached through the lens of that powerful microscope of yours. You can be a little cool towards people
and you sometimes need to remember that you have a heart as well as a brain.

The ULTIMATE personality test
brought to you by Quizilla

well, they said it!

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Man or Woman

For every one who always knew - now there is proof ....

Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female

You are both sensitive and savvy

Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed

But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

Wednesday, April 20, 2005

Bavra mann.....

bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna ..

bavrese mann ki dekho bavri hain baatein
bavrisi dhadkane hain bavri hain saanse
bavrisi karwanto se nindiya kyon bhaage
bavrese nain chahe bawre zarokhon se bavre naazaroon ko takna

bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna

bavrese is jahan mein bawra ek saath ho
is saayani bheed mein bass haathon mein tera haath ho
bavrisi dhun ho koi bavra ek raag ho
bavrese pair chahe bawre tarano ke bavrese bol pe thirkana
bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna

bavrasa ho andhera bavri ho khamoshiyaan
thartharati lav ho matthamm bavri madhoshiyaan
bavra ek gunghata hole hole dinn batayein bavrese mukhadese
bavra mann dekhne chala ek sapna

from Hazaaron Khwaishein Aisi

Tuesday, April 19, 2005

one-song wonders

Note that this is different from One -Hit wonders...

was flipping channels when i saw the Spice girls song - "If u wanna be my lover"!!! my my ! what a hit that was!! and so crappy as well...
the next song on air was Aqua with "Tarzan and Jane" ( i am jane and i like to ride an elephant!!! what lyrics!!)

anyways the songs brought back a lot of memories when we were actually hooked on to these bands - yes i used to listen to boy bands - everyone went through that phase - c'mon admit it!! ( and i actually still like MLTR)

but u know what - each of these otherwise crappy bands has one really nice song...or so the theory goes

for example - Aqua has "Turn back Time" Ost of Sliding doors and the SPice Girls have "Viva forever" ....
am right now on a quest to find more such examples - just that i can' remember to many bands!

any suggestions??


A recent report in a weekly illustrated the well known fact as to how and why young professionals nowadays who earn a lot more than their parents ever did are still unable to make ends meet (or just manage to do it somehow...). inflation and expensive lifestyles were the primary reasons cited.

why am i talking about this?? well i wanted to watch "Hazaaron Khwaishey Aisi" , Sudhir Mishra's third hindi film (after Calcutta Mail and Chameli), starring KK menon, Chitrangadha singh and the third guy whose name i forget (its Shiny something...). Supposed to be really good and the trailers are really good... so been wanting to see it for quite a while. obviously in the chandramukhi and mumbai express euphoria, i don't think it released in chennai (where i was this weekend). and in bangalore its playing only at PVR , that too in Cinema europa AND there are no morning shows!!!!! which means i have to fish out 130 rupees to watch the film!!! how horrendous is that ???? my parents i am sure spent their early days on the job watching "rajnigandha" and other amol palekar movies for 5 rupees!!!!

made me think of those lovely days when we would go to Nandan and watch good films for just 10 rupees! yes even as late as 2003 i made a whole trip from home(bansdroni) to nandan (thats approx 9.5 Km), saw a movie (Chocolat i think it was), ate singadhas (samosas for the unitiated), drank tea and came back home - and the whole trip was made in less than Rs 30/-! then i went into this "oh! how i wish i was in cal!" frame of mind....

So i did what i usually do when i miss cal... opened the online edition of The Telegraph...
went to the metro page and checked out if "hazaaron..." was on at Nandan so as to vindicate my agony... and guess what i found out - its on at the two INOXes and at 89Cinemas only! not even at priya, menoka, basusree or mahua!! he he he....

so bascially i would have been in the same pathetic situation....
the agonies of modernisation!

guess will have to rent a cd! Piracy zindabad!

Monday, April 11, 2005

The Goat's Leap

Saturday morning we set off for Mekedatu (Kannada for Goat’s leap), which is about 100 Km from Bangalore. We included Aditi and Vasuta (my flatmates), Ishita, Adhyaas, Vivek and Inder (Vasuta’s PS mates from Intel) and Shaili (Inder’s wife).
The morning drive was pretty uneventful with the usual round of jokes and songs happening. We had breakfast at Kanakapura – normal udipi fare – but great coffee… we also found a Nandini Milk Parlor and drank lotsa buttermilk. Since we knew there wouldn’t be much food available in Mekedatu we decided to buy some bananas and apples for lunch.

An hour later we were at Mekedatu where we realized we’d have to wade through a section of the river to reach the other bank, from where a Bus (which apparently stays on that bank only) would take us up to the gorge – about 4 Km uphill…
The bus journey was bumpy to say the least and I decided to stand coz sitting was just far too injurious to my back. When we reached the gorge we ran down a series of steps and then had to climb up this rock to have our first view of the Gorge. There is an overhanging ledge of rock higher up from where the other bank is just 5m apart and supposedly a Goat could leap across it (hence the nomenclature)– now I think the gap is wider because of erosion and all. Anyways, the view was spectacular and the river was LOUD, as it converged to form a narrow speeding stream at the gorge and a series of waterfalls after it. There were also these regions where the water actually had a layer of foam on top of it – white water – I saw what it means finally…

Now the rock we were standing on was separated form the ledge by another level of rock that was about six and a half feet high. Adhyaas who apparently had some previous rock climbing experience went up on to this next level and he insisted that some one else accompany him. So he first pulled Vasuta up and then I followed. This rock was really steep and slippery and there were no foot-holds to climb up by. We were just pulled up by Adhyaas and simultaneously pushed up by Inder and Vivek. Now Adhyaas decided he could find his way down to the river, and decided to climb down. He asked Vasuta and me to wait for him and left his mobile phone and wallet on the rock we were on. After a while we noticed that Inder had taken off his T-shirt and was doing some kind of a funny dance with it… and in a while we noticed that everyone was running away – shouting just one word – “madhu makhi !”

That’s when we realized that the reason for all the activity was that a swarm of Honeybees had attacked us for no fault of ours. God knows who disturbed them but we bore the brunt. As everyone else had runaway, relatively unharmed, the bees decided to attack Vasuta and me. Now as I explained before, the rock that we were on was too high for us to get off and if we tried to jump we would just end up fracturing ourselves. Moreover there were more than 20-30 bees hovering around each of us and we had received quite a few stings. Just then this stranger, who was on the bus with us, let’s call him KISA (knight in shining armor, of course) came and pulled us both down. Vasuta who was in a lesser state of shock ran up the stairs ads fast as she could. I had meanwhile exhausted my energy in screaming at the top of my lungs, hoping that the bees would go away!!!! At this point of time I got stung not once, but twice on my right eyelid and I just couldn’t see anymore. KISA shouted to me and said I should try getting myself wet as that would dissuade the bees… so I ran the other way towards the water to get myself wet. I dunno if the bees kept way coz of it, but it did make me feel a lot better. Mean while I also managed to pull out quite a few stings, a useful first aid tip that I had learnt at BITS.

By now Vasuta had reached the bus and somehow Adhyaas had also found some other path to it – though he got stung as well…So that meant I was the only one not on the bus.
Meanwhile the bees had followed Vasuta and Adhyaas into the bus and the others in the bus were getting more paranoid; especially the parents of a small baby, who had started crying, coz of all the excitement. They urged the bus driver to start the bus and I was still at the bottom of a flight of steps that had seemed so simple to get down from, but now felt like an insurmountable barrier. I had just climbed about 10% of the steps when I heard the bus engine revving up, I screamed for the bus to stop but the sound of the engine kept getting softer. I kept dragging my tired feet up the steps and when I reached the top I saw the bus had already gone around half a Km. meanwhile the bees still hadn’t left me alone. I decided that there was no way I could chase it and maybe here in Mekedatu is where fate had writ that I was to do alone and bee-stung – well I didn’t think that exactly – It was more like “God if this is the kind of death you had in store for me, well its kind of petty…” – no life flashing before your eyes and all happened…

Suddenly I heard the bus screech and I got up to see people peeping out of the window , ushering me to run. “Wait… I am too tired… can’t run” I screamed. And slowly but surely I half-ran, half - limped to the now stationary bus. When I reached the bus I had to be literally hoisted in as the driver took off almost instantaneously not even waiting for me to get my feet in….

In the bus I saw Aditi almost reduced to tears to explain how hard she had tried to make the bus stay. I just smiled and said I knew. Then we began the entire process of pulling out the stings. I looked around for my KISA and said a soft “thank you”. He was back with his girlfriend who was moaning about how a bee had stung her finger, and he was playing this ever so considerate puppy love! Lost all respect for him right then!!!

Adhyaas in his quest to get to the bus had left behind his wallet and mobile. So he got off half way and joined another group that was trekking to the top hoping to recover his lost possessions. We reached the bottom of the trail and I just sat there for a while regaining my cool, sipping a Pepsi (they took 10 bucks for a freaking 200 ml bottle – can u believe that??!!!). We waded back to the Qualis and then hunted for some “chuna”. Inder and Shaili had gotten along a medical kit and I managed to find some Cetrizine in it. My previous experiences with allergies made me recognize the tablet right away and I took one of it. Adhyaas meanwhile had managed to recover his stuff by paying some guy who agreed to retrieve the goods for Rs 200/-.

We hung around there for a while and everyone except Aditi and me went off to spend some time in the water. We just stayed back and enjoyed some fresh air.

After a couple of hours we left the place and were on our way to Bangalore. We decided to stop at a dhaaba midway for some tea – but this dhaaba – being in Karnataka – didn’t serve tea! Plus it was about to start raining and this was an open air place – so we decided to get to Bangalore asap. So we came back, ate Biryani at la-zeez in Koramangala. Oh ya1 Adhyaas puked on the way and attributed it to consuming an apple that he had “washed” in the muddy stream. Anyways post grub we went to the doc, who prescribed dif medicines to Adhyaas, Vasuta and me – so that she could charge us all separate consultancy fees!

Anyways by now I had a slight fever – owing to the allergy. Got back home and slept. On Sunday morning my eye was so swollen I couldn’t even open it for five mins… but a day’s dose of medicines has made me fit enough to be here in office sitting and typing this. Eye is still a bit swollen, so is my lip - I have to go to a wedding on Wednesday! Hoping I’ll look more presentable by then!!!

That’s the story folks.

Friday, April 08, 2005

Friendly Inspiration

this post is inspired by sagnik who gave me the idea of putting in excerpts from conversations

Met an ex-flame online yesterday, quite by accident...

He: bolo
Me: aise hi
He: whats up?
Me: the weather in bangalore is fantastic
He: its really hot here
Me: ganguly is gonna lose his captainship
He: captaincy
Me: ah! u still correct my grammar
Me: the bus journey from srinagar took off peacefully
He: ???
Me: the weather, cricket and politics - the 3 non-controversial things we can talk about. So now that we've done that... bye
He: ok. bye.

Comments Please!!!

Thursday, April 07, 2005

Everytime it Rains

one of my fav songs to listen to when it rains.... wish this july i could be getting wet in Cal - just one more time...

Everytime it Rains - Ace of base

I see dark clouds out my window
I know the storm is coming any minute
And the thunder just confirms my fears
And I know the tears are in there
I’ll be crying unable to stop
Look here comes the very first drop

’cause every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you... I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains... I get wet

Darling I am still in love with you
As time passes by it just intensifies
I know I’ll never be with you again
I’ll never find another with that kindness in his eyes
I’ll be trying unable to stop
Look here comes the very first drop

’cause every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you... I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains... I get wet

On sunny days I’m all right
I walk in the light
And I try not to think about
The love I live without

But every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you... I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains... I get wet
’cause every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you... I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains... I get wet
’cause every time it rains
I fall to pieces
So many memories the rain releases
I feel you... I taste you
I cannot forget
Every time it rains... I get wet

Its a beautiful day...

A beautiful day in Bangalore city... the weather is at its best. It rained last night and there was a slight hint of a drizzle when I stood in the balcony brushing my teeth this morning...oooooooh! There’s a nip in the breeze and all I wanna do know is go for a picnic lunch...
actually the weather's been nice the last few days but I’ve been too caught up in work to notice... finished making the presentation I had to and so am free to blog the whole day - in total and absolute peace.

Lotsa stuff that I wanna write about, but here is the most urgent post – coz if I delay, it might no longer be relevant.

THE BUS: Primary debate - is it worth it? Are we making guinea pigs out of those passengers just so our politicians can prove a point? Should we have a soft border with Pakistan???

There are forums all over the place campaigning for indo-pak "brotherhood" (if your country is your motherland, shouldn't it be "sisterhood”? - just yet another feminist thought) - yet others are out there screaming at the top of their lungs that the pakis are entirely untrustworthy...
My stand on this issue is totally moderate. I just want peace - whichever way...
No friendship, no enmity - u mind ur business, let us mind ours...just keep it at that. I know that’s slightly difficult - as Rajdeep Sardesai put it - for two nations that are "separated at birth"... but that's what will make things better.

As far as the ' k ' word goes, I had the privilege of being acquainted with this wonderful young lady whose father is an MLA with the NC. The sentiment in the valley is simple – they just want normal lives and proper development that they deserve. They will be with whoever can promise them that. The bus therefore is an important step in that direction. It will help Kashmiris meet their families in POK and work towards the unification of Kashmir.

Now, I am no political expert … but here’s how I see the situation. Here’s a breakup of how the bus service is going to help the different parties involved.

1. The Indian Government (and the Mehbooba Mufti Government): If the bus goes off smoothly and the service continues, they can become champions of peace in the valley. If the militants cause any trouble, the Kashmiri people will believe that the terrorists are only creating hurdles in the peace process and ruining their chances for a normal life. This will just lead to a growth of negative sentiment against the militants. Hence the Indian side will triumph as long as they just put the bus on the road!
2. The Pakistani Government: The softening of the LOC will be a boon for Musharraf and his cronies. They will be hoping that stronger bonds between the Indian side of Kashmir and the POK will help in ruling out the present status quo of a divided Kashmir. This will help in their making claims on all of Kashmir.

Either ways , what it means is that Kashmir will in the end be a stronger state – and that’s what making Omar Abdullah smile these days (he has such a cute smile, na? – sorry had to let some amount of frivolousness creep through for the more juvenile readers of this blog).

The only people who are cribbing are the militants – coz it just might mean they won’t have anything to do for a while… that’s why they are making all this noise.

Frankly to me it doesn’t matter whether Kashmir is an independent state, or a part of either India or Pakistan. I think any solution to the controversy is perfectly acceptable as long as at the end of the day the people of Kashmir can live normal lives, without fear and have a healthy and prosperous future.

Monday, April 04, 2005

ok i did it

been wanting to do this for quite some time - finally yday i took the plunge...

got my hair streaked - red ... well burgundy actually..

First the Good parts

1. The entire procedure took less than an hour
2. I managed to wriggle out a Student discount and got a free haircut thrown in
3. I DO NOT look like an item girl wannabe
4. Its been streaked such that i can comb my hair to conceal the red... thats for when i go to see my grandmom!
5. i didnt have to pre-lighten (thats the technical term for bleaching) so when the color wears off i wont have ugly light strands but just my ol' hair back again.
6. I got taken out to Taika y'day and splurged upon (although it was an overdue treat and didnt have anything to do with the hair per se... ) - i think i got my ROI
7. this could motivate me to start caring about the way i look every day - and i just might buy some make up to go with the hair!
8. now i have an excuse to keep looking in the mirror (just realised my mirror fetish deserves a post of its own)

Now the dampeners

1.It looks so natural that i have to actually tell people before they notice it
2. I have to use this really expensive shampoo to wash my hair for the next six months
3. there is a chance my hair may start falling - bad news for my already receding hairline
4.u really cant make out its colored if u are at a distance of eight feet or more - am wondering if it'll get captured on camera - havent tried taking a snap ye - will do so once i finish the whole makeover - the clothes , the make up - u know the whole jazz!

so for everyone who's curious watch this space for the photographic evidence

p.s: at one point in the process i had all these tiny pieces of aluminium foil sticking on my head and strands of hair in between - i looked like something out of a C grade alien flick - wish i'd had a cam to capture the moment.

also available on demand - How does ur hair attain a new hue? 40 facts u didnt know...

Monday, March 28, 2005

19 days!

Well its 19 days since i last update dmy blog... have been busy - yes.. but thats just an alibi...
been wanting to sit down and write about lotsa things , but somehow it just hasnt happened...

here's a brief summary of stuff i've wanted to blog about (now i'm just putting in abstracts) in the last 19 days...

1. We were doing some focus group studies last month - we did them in mumbai, pune and bangalore. In Mumbai respondents were given free dinner, in Bangalore they were given free transport. Tells u a lot about the cities me felt.

2. I wish more people in India would learn to speak Hindi - i hate having to use English to communicate with my countrymen!!! ( why hindi? coz i feel its most widespread and actually pretty simple- plus everyone - no matter how pseudo they might pretend to be - watches hindi films..)

3. I wouldnt survive in a Govt office. can't understand how ppl can be so disinterested in their work and still keep doing it for 20 years!

4. the difference between a well made film and a good film often lies in the way a story is "seen" by the camera - not just picturesquely but also in aheart felt manner.

5. Relationships don't always need to last. Its better to let them die than rekindle a fire thats burnt out.

6. Mondays are unlucky for me . i have so many terrible stories to tell. but shall whine some other time.

7.havent been able to stick to my new year resolutions at all - must do an indepth quarterly review of my efforts (or lack of them)

8. books, more books, still more books... i wish i could buy them all..
about the books i bought and once i wished i could (can someone lend me Stephen Fry??)

9. Photography - something that i know i can be really good at - need to buy a camera .. and soon... - attended a photog workshop - brilliant experience! But should i buy that or the ipod first? either way - wheres the money...

10. cigarettes are addictive - i now know from experience.

each abstract is getting shorter - so i guess i need to stop... still something's better than nothing.

Wednesday, March 09, 2005

pet peeves

top five things to crib about

1. i have a terrible head-ache - lack of sleep
2. bangalore traffic
3. have no work to do - as in i have work to do but it isnt enuf to occupy my time
4. i have no money!
5. its raining and the match hasnt started yet

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Searching for the right words...

still have a hangover from last night.. it wasnt the alcohol(of which there was hardly any- coz after the concert i was already on a high)-but the music thats haunting my soul. whatever i say will be redundant and whatever has been said somehow doesnt convey what i felt. pure unadulterated magic-no frills attached. Knopfler is the man!

Monday, March 07, 2005

just wondering..

was listening to a song form pardes and it struck me that subash ghai's movies after that , namely "taal", "yaadein" and "kisna" were all big flops - point to be noted they didnt have a heroine whose name began with M...
so maybe there just is a case for superstition here...

thinking of heroines whose name begins with M that subash ghai cud use to break his jinx - i cam eup with just one killer - Mallika Sherawat. There Mr Ghai - go find ur karma!


whats with internet abbreviations? "netspeak" has taken on an absolutely horrific turn with all the chat lingo - my vocabulary is pretty restricted mind you ... but np ("no problem"- to those who didn't know that one). i want to have a conversation with some one who is capable of responding with something other than "lol"!

Me: Sushmita sen stole the show on koffee with karan
Cj(cyberjunkie): lol
Me: was really sick last night
Me: Pc did a good job on the budget
Cj: lol
Me: u know u are a real jerk
Cj: lol !!!!!!

and since when did sticking out ur tongue become fashionable - its the most -used smiley nowadays i find!

Cj: i think you are really cool :P. are u single :P. would u like to go to see a movie :P.

Me: Well i would - but is sticking out your tongue some new kind of kinky turn -on???
coz frankly from where i come from - thats downright rude!

i could go on but work beckons.. so brb with more. if u can add on to this you are welcome to.. np!

looking out...

i was pleasantly surprised that some one put up a link to my blog and called me "The Introspective Chitra". Re-reading my recent posts i realised that i had indeed been dwelling too much on the inside. so here's looking out..

i am essentially a non-political person - but this hilarious article about "democracy" had me rotfl - if u have no idea what that was supposed to mean . np - next post follows. :)

Monday, February 21, 2005

My Best Friend - new poem

On lonely days and lonely nights
A voice keeps me company,
It tells me of wrongs and of rights
And keeps away melancholy.

We talk of dreams still untold,
And of those weathered by time;
Of those filled with moments gold,
And those that weren't worth a dime.

We recall the busy chatter
That we heard on a city street,
The lights, the cars, and the clatter
of high-heeled shoes on busy feet.

We talk of people that we know,
And those we've just heard of;
We talk of their mirth and their woe
Idle gossip we never get tired of.

Sometimes we rejoice in the stars,
Or indulge in academic thought;
We both love sunsets and fast cars,
And the sweet smell the summer rain brought.

But at times the voice is critical,
So i try to escape its wrath;
Running away for me is typical,
Taking time off the beaten path.

My best friend and worst enemy;
Constant companion, faithful guide;
They all combine in the same entity,
For from My Conscience there's nothing i hide.

Tuesday, February 15, 2005

about black

the only movie reviews i have ever written have been in school. hence this shall be a new experience.

i finally saw Black on Sunday, a week after the rest of the world. which meant that i had already heard every sort of view about it- form the "it's the best film ever made" (arjun) to "omg, painful!" (my sis). the general opinion was that it was a "decent flick". i had really high expecttaions when i went to see the movie, coz i really admire sanjay leela bhansali... "khamoshi" and "devdas" were great and "hum dil de chuke sanam" is one of my alltime fav hindi films. and now there is black.

what can i write about this moving piece of drama that hasn't been said already. true, there is no entertainment value and that most people who watched it said they didnt know what to feel after it... there in lies the beauty of the movie. it numbs your understanding by showing you something you have never imagined leave alone seen. why a university degree as the sole mission in a girl's life?whats the big deal in it anyways?? a lot of people have found the idea ridiculous and criticised the director for not having come up with something more, how do i say this, "substantial"?! but then again that's the whole point.. something as simple as a BA degree is a herculean task for michelle the protagonist - i guess thats why the politically correct term to use for people like her is "challenged". its a challenge to do the most obvious things in the world. to be devoid of your most basic senses can make life seem so , well, Black.

cinematically bhansali excels as usual with great camera positioning (loved on particular shot of the white hospital bench), very aesthetic color sense (a big departure from the riotous colors in his previous films; showing that he has made an effort to give this film its own identity), an outstanding background score (one of the best original instrumental soundtracks in recent hindi cinema) and a very real script. the setting like all his previous films is larger than life, but that is just to lend the film a "clean" look - the period touch helped too. but by keeping his basic script and dialogues simple he lends a great deal of credibility to the whole film; making it believable and disturbing at the same time. and remember, this film is a quickie by Bhansali standards.

the performances are outstanding and not being a great fan of the Big B, i must admit that he surprised me with his portrayal, especially in the second half where he had almost nothing to say. Rani mukherjee proves yet again that she is the Numero Uno actress in bollywood today - i mean does kareena have even a single good performance to even count? rani's innocence just shines through lending an aura to her character like no one else could have.i also thought the woman who played the mother (very familiar face- cant remember how i know her) did a good job. Dhritiman Chatterjee was underused - but no great loss.

Some things about the film to watch out for: the (un)use of color as compared to bhansali's other movies, the contrast with khamoshi (where every dialogue was screamed out and the gestures were too loud - brings out the difference in the disabilities beautifully - i really wanna see that film again so i can compare),the "fire" element in Khamoshi vs "water" here (interestingly if u look closely hddcs had a "wind" element and devdas had "earth") the li'l girl who is brilliant as the young michelle, the scene where rani "sings", the interview scene, rani's look as a 40 -yr old, the slow introduction of amitabh's alzheimer (though if ppl have no clue abt the disease they will miss the subtleties), tje symbolism of the walking stick... i cud go on for ever.

u might like it, hate it - but do watch it - coz movies like this are made few and far between...

Monday, February 14, 2005


everyone who knows me admits that i am a very emotionally confused person. my moods swing like a rollercoaster and my relationships read like a soap opera script! and no, i am not proud of it... i'd love to have a simple life too; but fate works according to greater whims.

being "involved" with quite a few people with varying degrees of commitment (from crush to confidante to lover and more) at different points in my life i think i am quite an authority on relationships in general. i have often debated as to what the most important word in a relationship is. love, faith, trust, honesty, passion are all obvious answers, but of late a word that has stuck in my head is "equity".

The root cause of strife in most reationships, romantic or otherwise, is the fact that there is an unequal amount of love, faith, passion etc. for any relationship to be truly harmonious it is necessary that there be balance. "Equity" is a word one of my favorite poets Vikram Seth used... "if there be equity, you'd dream of me"

love requires one to understand how the other feels and the only way to do so is to feel the same way. whenever this mutuality is lost, there is hurt, anger and suffering. words like compromise, compulsion, possesive, claustrophobia, lack of space, inattentiveness, et al crop up. the fundamental issue is simple - "i don't feel the way you do".

equity is what we all are ultimately trying to achieve in our relationship - but like most ideals it is seldom found.

p.s: i started writing this a week back, but i thought today was a good day to put it up. happy valentine's day. may th force be with you.

Thursday, February 10, 2005

"multiple personality disorders"

this happened right after the hell link - do i have the right to be depressed or what ...
ladies and gentlemen! beware! i am a bad person!someone get me a couch...

Disorder | Rating
Paranoid: Moderate
Schizoid: Moderate
Schizotypal: High
Antisocial: Moderate
Borderline: Very High
Histrionic: High
Narcissistic: High
Avoidant: Moderate
Dependent: Very High
Obsessive-Compulsive: High

URL of the test:

i am a sinner ??!!!

Found this on Samit's Blog - No way in hell is this true!!!!!!! If i am on Level 7 - where are you??

The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Seventh Level of Hell!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
Purgatory (Repenting Believers)Moderate
Level 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)Moderate
Level 2 (Lustful)High
Level 3 (Gluttonous)High
Level 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)Moderate
Level 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)Moderate
Level 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)Very Low
Level 7 (Violent)Very High
Level 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)High
Level 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Low

Take the Dante's" Inferno Test - I did!!

Monday, February 07, 2005

couldnt leave poetry out for too long

At Evening

Let me now sleep, let me not think, let me
Not ache with inconsistent tenderness.
It was untenable delight; we are free--
Separate, equal--and if loverless,
Love consumes time which is more dear than love,
More unreplicable. With everything
Thus posited, the choice was clear enough
And daylight ratified our reckoning.

Now only movement marks the birds from the pines;
Now it's dark; the blinded stars appear;
I am alone, you cannot read these lines
Who are with me when no one else is here,
Who are with me and cannot hear my voice
And take my hand and abrogate the choice.

Vikram Seth

Friday, January 28, 2005

The "K" factor

ok i admit it... i am addicted. it's a difficult disclosure to make, especially when you know your peers belong to the faction that despises the one thing that is your ultimate source of entertainment on television. but who cares about them anyways?

so here goes - i am a K - serial addict. every evening form 8:30 till 11:30 i am glued to Star Plus (Sony too when Kkusum was in its hey day - but no more) watching the (melo)drama unfold on screen. from cheating husbands to plotting mom-in-laws and pious wives, every character is a stereotype, every plot is yet another cliche. but the ingenuity with which Balaji telefilms packs old wine into new bottles is simply outstanding. there have been so many also - rans in the last few years, but neither old stalwarts like nirja guleri (used to freak out on Chandrakanta as a kid), nor new comers like Aruna Irani (des mein nikla hoga chand is yuck!!!!!) could ever cut it. the only other series to capture attention was perhaps Sanjeevani, where the producers realised the audience was more interested in the love triangle rather than medical theme!

One point thats easy to note is how Ekta Kapoor rationalises on the budget of these serials by re-using the same sets. hence they have the same 2-3 temples, same cars (note the numbers), court room scenes co-incide usually and so on.

yes, there are all those icons that u keep hearing about on tv. Demi-gods created by one young woman, who understood that the hand that rocks the cradle, rules the remote control. fact is that most of the time we watch it- fully realising how crappy it is - just so we can criticize it! (Did u see her bindi?? its a totally different color from her saree! she looks so fat in those pants, she should stick to Indian clothes; but then she wudn't live up to her image as the "modern woman"......)

my favorite soap opera- difficult to pick, it varies with the season. but if i had to name my all time fav soap then it wud have to be a non-indian one. its been almost 8 years that i have been watching the Bold and the Beautiful and believe me, i am still hooked on to it. (bring on the adultery!)

p.s : Did you know that soap operas are called so coz originally they were sponsored by soap companies???

Thursday, January 27, 2005

My ideal Job

of late a lot of people have asked me what kind of a job i would like. and since it seemed like a logical continuance to the last post here goes:

i have a few basic requirements out of a job i take up

1. free net
2. free food
3. free transport

these 3 things would take care of my so called "minimum requirements" or as Hertzberg put it - dissatisfiers - (their presence does not give me any great joy, but their absence would lead to dissatisfaction!)

apart from this what i'd really like to do is something that isn't stereotypical or repetitive. where i would face a new challenge each day and would need to constantly keep learning new things.

i wouldn't mind travelling as long as it was restricted to cities and outdoor activity is kept to a minimum.

i'd like flexible working hours.. coz somedays i feel like working all the time and one some i just wanna chill out. ideal scenario - hectic project completion with a 100 -hr continuous last leg- no sleep, no rest, very li'l food lotsa coffee. and then take off on a weekend to a quite beach or hill station with light music, a good book and no interruptions.

but who will give me such a job?? someone i hope...

Tuesday, January 25, 2005

Things I learned about myself

I went to Hosur (not once but twice) in the last week – on work. The trip wasn’t too exciting and there’s not much to talk about it. However it did reveal some things about me that I wasn’t fully aware of before.

I like traveling by road – if I didn’t I couldn’t have survived all those? Haryana Roadways rides from Pilani to Delhi and back. I don’t mind any sort of road, even if it’s a dirt track and I manage to achieve some sort of delight even from the bumpiest ride. I don’t mind traffic and like I have said before – enjoy being stuck at a signal. Highways rock! But obviously… nothing like whizzing at 100 kmph on a 4-lane highway with great music playing in the car. The National Highway Project is one thing the NDA government that I will forever be grateful for.

I hate small towns. Any place short of a city is somewhere I can’t spend more than a day in. the supposed calm and serenity that most people dig, is absolutely nerve-wracking from my point of view. I find it quaint, the houses, the people, their lifestyle… it’s amusing to an extent, but I can’t ever imagine living there. It’s too claustrophobic. In a city you can mingle or mind your own business – do as you please. Small towns force you to adhere to their customs and their way of life. Cities give you far more flexibility – I guess that’s a contentious point, but I’ll stick to my stand.

I am not a people person. It’s a trifle surprising, given that most people who know me will say I am pretty talkative and have a lot of friends. However I cannot, and will not go out of my way to make myself liked by strangers who have no significant relevance in my life. Also I find it uncomfortable to speak to people that I cannot relate to – as in someone like a 55-year old housewife who believes the best thing on the internet are matrimonial columns where she can find a guy for her daughter – not my cup of tea!

Maybe I’m a snob – perhaps a stuck up bitch who thinks no end of herself. Can’t help it – that’s who I am! 22 years of my life, that’s who I’ve been… can’t go changing it now can I??

Monday, January 10, 2005

Bull Ride!

went out with my sis and bro-in-law to nanadi hills on saturdya. it was a pretty eventful drive...
the road was ok for the most bit but at places it cjhanged into complete dirt track!

also they were these farmers in multiple places who had strewn hay all across the road, so that it would get threshed when the cars would go over it! free fo rthem, but hurtful to the cars! we got tons of hay stuck to the wheels, not to mention the hay dust all over the engine! there were also these vineyards on the way with little girls selling grapes on the road to the passing traffic. the view from nandi hills was spectacular! calm and serene, like most hill spots. people always say that u are either a hillstation person or a sea-side person.. i cant decide which one i am coz i guess i enjoy both... but now i guess i am partial to the hills.

the drive back was a night mare to say the least- we tried to escape peak traffic in the city by taking a little known route that i figured from the map!! so much for a great idea! we got trapped in 2 miserable traffic jams, the second one though completely overshadowed the first!

this was at the byapanhalli road rail crossing. its a narrow road with far more traffic than it can handle, which included everthing from trucks to govt buses to cycles! also it lies on one of the main rail routes which means that there is a train coming every 15 min. there are 2 roads that intersect there, one parallel to the rail line and the other perpendicular to it. and all four directions were completely jammed!evry time traffic moved, there was a blockage between the tracks which just resulted in everyone honking! and soon it would be time for another train to arrive and then people wud just move back or move forward just to get off the tracks - leading to more chaos! i have no idea how long we were stuck there (about 40 minutes methinks), but we were sure glad to get out!

the funny thing was that there was no signal and no traffic policeman to help out the situation. if they had some monitoring then they could have stopped more traffic from entering the road till they cleared the existing jam. now coming from cal, i am very used to chaotic traffic jams where everyone just wants to squeeze through without bothering about anyone else, but beieve me this beat all of those situations hands down!!!

there are some good things that came out of it also. for instance i actually love traffic jams. they teach u patience like nothing else can. the one thing i remember each time i get stuck in one is to look out at all the people who are sharing my woe at that very moment. all of us have private worries, but when we all share a tragedy, all our sorrows divide in some way. traffic jams remind me that however down and out i maybe, i am not alone - just a thought.

Friday, January 07, 2005

the lexus and the olive tree

thats the title of the book i am reading presently!

its written by Thomas L. Friedman, the foreign affairs correspondent of the NY Times.
its about globalisation and how its important to understand the way this new system (that replaced the cold war) functions and how we need to understand the big picture in order to make intelligent investments in this changing world.
seems interesting, but its pretty heavy reading. really hope its worth the effort !

Bean City

been tryiong to geta post on for the last three days.. somehow i seem to be churning out completely disinteresting chatter...

back in bangalore - this time for 5 and a half months!

HP labs seems like a nice place - the work is interesting - atleast good enuf to hold my ever wavering attention...

but sadly havent had much to do in the last two days and thats bugging me to hell and back... its frustrating to say the least. and somehow havent been able to concentrate on anything else coz of that...

this post is supposed to be on bangalore so here goes some of the things i dont like about bangalore:
  • its too small - the roads are too narrow and traffic is a night mare!
  • public transport is a pain
  • there's a fake affluence that everyone here seeks to portray
  • agreed its cosmopolitan, but its way too plastic

things i like are obvious

  • the pubs
  • the people
  • the food

it's a nice place to spend some time in - but i don't think i'd enjoy living here for a long time.

Sunday, January 02, 2005

more coffee?

went to barista in nungambakkam today.. very sad place.. in fact most coffee places nowadays have completely lost their charm. though i must admit the marketing guys come up with new ideas all the time.

on offer today were the "new" flavors of coffee with an essence of alcohol- just glamorising the usual irish/jamaican brews. needless to say they tasted awful!

reminded me of my fav coffee place - the one and only Cafetiere on Ray street in calcutta.
if u've never been there - u must check it out - its difficult to ifnd, easy to miss - but believe me so are most treasures in this world. ask any hard core south calcuttan and they'll show u...

the ambience is perfect - very small and private - and the coffe - abso mindblowing..the brownies are always fresh , and the music is good - not run of the mill. going there is sort of a pilgrimage...

but beware its closed on mondays!(i mention this coz several times ive reached there and realised its a monday and felt very foolish!)

trust me all ur ccds, baristas, caffeines etc dont even compare.

coffee needs conversation to build the mood - and a place like this provides the perfect mix!

memories of times left far behind

was forced by my mom to help her do some spring cleaning (december is pretty much spring in chennai).

had to decide which of my old clothes i was going to give away for they had created quite a huge pile in the house...

as i was sortng out the clothes i kept thinking of the times i had worn them.. i still have this skirt i bought way back in class 2!~ and surprise, surprise i still fit into it!!!(it has an elastic- thats why.. plus i was a chubby child )

like every new year i was once again stuck in a web of nostalgia.. about school and calcutta...

but one must move on - thats what life's about .. and i have the world left to see.. cant do that in old clothes!!!

Saturday, January 01, 2005

its a new year

its a new year and probably for the last few days i am gonna be financially dependent on my parents!!!
its a huge burden off my shoulders, coz my folks i know have always goe out of the way to make sure i have all i want - even at times when they really cudnt afford it and could have said no.
things haven't ever been perfectly fine between us and in the last few years have only gotten worse, though i don't ever discuss it - even with my closest friends.
but i am not an ungrateful child like they suppose me to be and they shall soon find out...

just a li'l girl who wants to follow her dreams...

read a book by paulo coelho called "By the River Piedra i Sat down and wept".

my take away line: "dreams mean work"

thats my motto from now till whenever i get what i am looking for