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P.S: I got married.



Why do people (rather, these amit123 types) not know the difference between the usage of ‘will’ and ‘would’?

Things you should not do at work…

# 238765 – take random quizzes that have NO relation to what you really are.

Burning Question

I know this girl from my engineering college days who got married immediately after her engineering, moved to the US, promptly got pregnant last year and just had a baby. That’s fine, her choice, her life. I am not questioning any of her decisions.

My real question is, why on earth do you think putting up pictures of you in the labor ward, having JUST given birth to the baby is something the rest of us would enjoy?! I, for one, am repulsed by the very thought. And of course there is absolutely NOTHING tasteful about the picture. It is vivid in its gory details. No, there isn’t a screaming naked woman, but there IS what appears to be either a doctor or a nurse, covered in blood. Did she expect that we would all be so consumed in looking at the baby (you all know my opinion of new borns) that we wouldn’t notice anything else in the picture? Does she think it is a pretty sight?

No, I do not think it is pretty. In fact, I am completely grossed out by it. I now have no desire to see either her or her baby. Ever. So please, my dear friends, if you are planning on doing this again, which I have a sneaking suspicion that many people I have the misfortune of knowing will definitely do, pause to think before putting up something like this in the future. It is my humble request on behalf of humanity. Do not put us through this horrifying experience again.

Assorted Mashup

Alright. It’s been a while. And I’m bored. And I miss all the porn.

What’s been happening? A bunch of things, one of which was this conversation with her royal cattiness.

Reshma: i dared to watch a promo video of love aaj kal today
i don’t think i’ll dare to see the movie
they look like bhai behen
me:    i read “i dared to watch a porno video of love aaj kal today”

Explains why I was itching to get back to blogging, according to her anyway.

Work, of course, goes on. The less said about it the better.

Murphy strikes again. This last weekend I decided that my car was very dirty and needed a wash. So I took it to the car wash, spent 10 bucks on a “premium” wash package. And guess what happens? It rains all week! And not any rains, but thundershowers. Torrential too. Gah.

I’ve decided to make it official. I’m actually engaged. Yeah, I went to India and had a whole ceremony and blah blah blah. I tell you, not the tiniest thing has changed. I’m not treated any special, I do not feel shy when people ask me about ‘the groom‘. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. And no, we don’t have a date for the wedding yet, so do NOT bug me. No, I’m not PMSing, this is my natural sunny disposition. Go figure.

Funnily enough, a lot of people who I thought would be happy for me and would congratulate me did not even send me a customary email. Not even a wall post on FB. I wonder what’s up.

Rakhi Ka Swayamvar is THE BEST SHOW ON THE PLANET. And it’s been playing with my fillings. Sorry, emotions. Boohoo!!

Well, that’s about all I have the patience for. See you soon amigos!!

What’s the happy-hap?

Yeah I know. I should have at least explained my absence to my readers (regular and porn 😉 ). But every time I thought about writing, all I could do was whine and rant about my frustrations at work, which is what has kept me this busy doing 60 hour work weeks. But since I plan to disappear more often and for longer, I figured I’d at least pop in and give you a proper ‘We’ll be right back!’ so that you don’t spend all your time racking your brains trying to solve the amazing whodunit that is my vanishing act.

So, what have I been upto? Let’s see.

  • Work, as I mentioned earlier, is more about dealing with incompetence than about actual productive task-finishing.
  • Awaiting my mother’s arrival, which is actually still a good 6 weeks away. Can’t believe time is passing by this slowly. 😦
  • I have started learning how to knit and I can proudly say that I’m getting started on my very first creation, which is going to be a scarf. I think.


  • I have tried to make fresh fruits and vegetables a part of my daily diet. So far I’m managing to eat baby carrots, red radishes and cucumbers about 3 times a week, which is a marked improvement from daily doses of garden burgers.
  • Anyone know the schedule for this year’s Cleveland Thyagarajar Utsavam? Is U Srinivas playing? Will you take me with you if you’re going? Pretty please?
  • I have started listening to the Suprabhatam, which fits perfectly into my 20 minute drive to work every day. Amazingly enough, I find myself swearing a lot less at reckless and inconsiderate drivers, my concentration has improved drastically, and I don’t arrive at work stressed and angry from the traffic as I used to. So say what you want but I think listening to MS Subbulaksmi chanting the Lord’s name has proven its usefulness beyond my expectations.
  • That brings me to my biggest mental turmoil yet. I watched Richard Dawkins’ series on religion and religious intolerance. Please watch, it’s called The Root of All Evil. It puts into word every single rational thought you have ever had about religion and creationism and how bogus it actually is. And yet I go to the temple. Why? Does that make me a hypocrite? If you ask me right now to tell you if I believe in God, I have no answer for you. My mind is torn between the rational and the unknown. I go to the temple to pray for something because there have been times when I have tried absolutely everything in my power, I have done nothing wrong and yet things have gone horribly wrong. And to prevent that from happening in the future, I am trying to keep the faith that if there is something that is indeed beyond my control, this Entity that I am praying to will favor me. I do not know. I cannot rationalize. I just take peace in the fact that my faith, my belief does not need me to murder other individuals. That I would never imagine hurting another person, physically or emotionally because of my faith. I suppose that should suffice for now. Until I find the answer I seek.
  • Which, BTW is not 42. It’s actually 45 as we discovered on our trip to Lake Erie.


Ok, peepz. Thassit for now. I will have more apologetic posts (and emails if I like you) in the (I don’t want to say near) future because, let’s face it, when have we ever learned from our mistakes? Muah!

My Relationship with Murphy

We have a love-hate relationship. He loves me. I hate him. But his love is so powerful and all-consuming, that I succumb to his advances. All the time.

  • The most common way he expresses his love to most people. Make it rain when I don’t have an umbrella/jacket. But he has a special love for me right? So he will make it snow, just when I decide to wear my expensive wollen coat. All the while convincing weather.com to forecast sunny weather.
  • The second I wear sunglasses, the sky goes overcast. Obviously, the converse has to be true. The second I remove my sunglasses, the sun shines down bright on the world again.
  • If you ever see me standing in a queue for anything, please be sure to NOT stand in that queue. My friends will vouch for this, I’m the official queue-slow-down-er. If there are two queues, they would make me stand in one and go stand in the other, because that queue, by virtue of not having me, would move faster. Even if the person at the counter is a doddering old man with crippling arthritis.
  • When I switch lanes so I can go faster, the lane I switch into automatically clogs up and comes to a standstill. Even if it’s the fast lane and cars in it were zipping by a second ago.
  • Every single examination I have ever taken has seen me sick. And not just cough-cold sick, but fever, sinus, the whole nine yards. And no, it wasn’t stress-related. 😀
  • Any tap I stick my hand under has to malfunction. So here I am, with soapy hands trying to get the damn tap to work and, of course the restroom has to be full so all the other taps are in use.

Of course, I can go on and on. But I don’t want to, lest he thinks I like being showered with his love and decides to crank it up!

What’s your relationship with him like?