To a new life!
Posted by: CM on: October 15, 2009
Came across a brand new love ballad on radio ( ahh.. my love for Atif crooning out of my car stereos (to me) just grows) .. and thats not just the only reason i ve been humming to myself.
It’s the thought of something new , thats just around the corner.
well.. like i was telling one my friends the only thing i do consistently is perhaps .. change my life!
for a long while i used to live under the impression that the changes ‘happen’ to me. And some how when i said that , in so many words, i realised. i think i like change and in some strange way , i yearn for it , crave for it and go around and make it happen myself.
I wouldnt want to believe that i get bored very easily and those around me would faint at the slightest mention of the idea that deep deep down , under the facade of a very sensible , seemingly level headed calm and colected person that i appear as – there is a very very restless spirit .
so here we go again. another change. another starting afresh. a brand new space to work and new set of people. one more chance to reinvent myself. almost like some one with a Multiple personality disorder ( ahhh.. thats harsh , but slightly true) i look forward to be this new person .
here’s to a new life!
Tanhai Mein Fursat
Posted by: CM on: August 26, 2009
There is a strange sense of quiet around me.
Used to wonder if its the proverbial silence before the storm. I practically killed a couple of months hanging around partly pissed off , partly pleased. fluctuating between a state of utter and complete boredom and that of enjoying the kind of worklessness i ve never ever known before .
From feeling absolutely useless through the month , to feeling as lucky as a jackpot winner as i checked my salary account by the end of the month. From getting back to blogging the way i enjoy it to taking as many chuttis as i wish to for travel or festivals or just like thats . Planning a zillion things i think i want to do , and not really doing anything other than cooking like a pro for my dearest hubby feeling like the ever loving housewife by the evening.
The last few months of nothing-ness were packed with a lot of stuff i wouldnt have been able to manage if i was doing something , anything , everything i expect myself to do as a high flying executive.
I used to live each day like it was my last day of life in slow motion. Waiting in a painful anticipation that Very soon I know the life in fast forward would start off.
Sometimes , Songs come to you when you are in a particular state of mind and they whirl around in your head till you break down each word to perfectly make sense of things around you.
Shayad isliye , Tanhai mein fursat di hai .
Have you ever ….?
Posted by: CM on: August 26, 2009
I think I ve been on a self proclaimed exile from people in general. Sure , they are so many of them around all the time – keen on living it up in public gaze , but some how more than , people – its thoughts that have always been more worthy of any investments as far as my time and energy is concerned.
perhaps , its all a sign of growing up .. like there was actually any scope of being any more ‘grown’ up than some one with an emotional age of 80!
but , some things i’ve been observing in people lately. And been thinking about some things in pure fascniation of how they demonstrate simple facts like “how – people – work” almost magically . or driving me nuts in pure irrationality of it all .
Have you ever attended the ladies Loo sessions ?
Have you ever been to a ladies loo and seen a group of girls plonked on the wash basin area discussing anything and everything under the sun. Who ever wondered where these crazy office rumours starts off , well take a sneak peek at one of these ‘guppa sessions’ and you ll know. everything that’s supposed to be ‘confidential’ goes ‘off the record’ in the safe confines of the ladies loo!
Have you ever walked in and out of a loo as you walk when you talk ?
Worse , and now that am married i can safely comment about this being a habit with not just women but men as well . Obviously we are so so hardpressed for time and be it a chat with some one we ve been planning to catch up with for a while now , or generally a discussion about the latest meeting we hopped out of . Phone stuck to our ear , blabbering away to glory – we walk in and out of loos , using our time well as we relieve ourselves!EeW!
I am suprised how no one ever cuts off the chat in the middle of the narrative of kareena’s latest getaway with saif – hey what was that flushing sound all about!!I sincerely hope , i dont have to accompany some one right into the loo . I can wait till you get out of it . However earth shattering the matter be! really !
Have you ever expressed yourself on Facebook?
And thank goodness for Face book. Now we can tell the whole world exactly what we think , eat , plan , do and not do all the time. I think the most entertaining way to start your day now is to simple glance through the FB status messages of friends and friends of friends. yeah right.. I am that ‘workless’ but then who isnt? There are people who would land from the plane and update the world , wade through the traffic and inform the whole tribe of net – friends , who would miss some one and let every one know , would be up till 3 AM and change their status message at wee hours of the morning to document the fact. One of my friends is celebrating his birthday today . His friends surprised him at 12 in night with a cake. Sweet. His status at 3 AM in the night thanked all these spl people , plus his album was updated with their happy snaps capturing the general glee. ahh.. heart – warming indeed.
Have you ever hogged the entire changing room and felt quite ‘at home’ ?
This one ’s absolutely my fav. Mummy , aunty , sis , chachi .. the whole tribe of generations and generations of females – with atleast half the clothes from XS to XXL , off the the hangers of the entire floor – taking the phrase ‘trial room’ to the next level. Have you ever been through this ever? Waited , As the mute spectator , waiting in line for one of the rooms to get free before you turn too old and too fat to wear the cocktail dress in your hand watching helplessly . Or heard , as you struggled into the – oh -so – pretty top that should rather be on display than on you , how what’s too tight or too lose , or too long or too short or should rather be in sunshine yellow or tomato red . suggestions being exchanged all over the place , thrown from one changing room to another .
Have you ever seen any of this , or much better ? :D
What a Weekend!
Posted by: CM on: August 17, 2009
Three days , Some crazy train ticket shockers , Non stop travelling , The land of lakes , Fog floating on water , Cloud enveloping hills , The most breathtaking views , Chilly air on our face as we walk while we talk , Random Word Antaksharis ,Last minute planning and then change in plans , Royal ditching by the cabbies , Rains splashing up our windscreens , The most amazing piping hot street food , Nainital – Bhimtal- Naukuchiatal – Ranikhet- Ramgarh – Mukteshwar – Kathgodam . Phew! What a trip!
How much is too much?
Posted by: CM on: August 13, 2009
How much really is too much? What’s the definition of “over doing ” some thing. One would ofcourse have a benchmark for things that can be put on a scale of one to ten – say MRPs of stuff on retail shelves / Quotients ranging from IQs to EQs , perhaps how much your colleague irritated you over coffee when he showed you every damn pic of the place he went to on his recent most trip (while you mentally yawned!)or worse told you how much he’s spending per month on what he buys/wants to buy/wants to go to for a trip etc etc. You know these are things that can be quantified. But i would never understand what one means – over ho gaya ! ( its too much!)
So That was my first thought when i heard “The Girl on the radio” – GM , declare to the world – Do you feel , The media hype around the issue of homo’s is getting too much?
Okay let me clarify something here , am not too much of a ” I believe in everything they say on the TV/ in the papers ” person. I am not a supporter of media – rights and responsibility either. I do believe that they have a lot of power, and then more often than not like most things in life we get for free , its misused . But that doesnt take away the fact that thanks to the way information is now more easily available to all – packaged as sensational or entertaining or plain good old news sometimes .
So here’s what I feel . I dont feel , the hype has been too much. we ve just started to explore this territory in media and to already label it as getting too talked about makes us less open to the issue than we think we are.
I read the story about gay tourism on an uprise myself with a sense of amusement. Ofcourse i dont know how i would react if i come across a gay couple getting cozy at some place i go to , when i am holidaying. but then the idea that people are coming out in the open and living it up and there are people “helping them” do so , is quite heartwarming.
That said, i do feel the depiction of some of the angles to homosexuality by some papers was a little of a put down. i read some people saying how during the queer march some journos were encouraging gay couples to kiss for the sake of a good photo op . i found that as upsetting as i would find a good social cause being used for a commercial purpose . but then thats how world is . and the fact that some reporting werent in the right spirit and were only to get more sensationalism than views in the news , doesnt do away with the effort that a lot of people in media are making in the direction of the cause.
so we are back to the question. how much is too much. no , i think its just the tip of the ice berg. we should start reporting about people who ve so far been social outcasts . and do that in more ways than just write abt the section 377.
its important that we talk about how they are people just like us . their interests , passions , life in general. how they ve seen the ups and downs in life because of certain choices that they have made. coz we need to let our children ( who need to conditioned to accept this reality) and the parents ( who have been conditioned to not accept this reality ) read all those papers and see the news .
This am sure is more pressing than debating about sach ka samna . coz is nt this all about sach ka samna?
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