Jab we WHAT!?!?!

make up your mind!!!
...ahh .. the linguistic musings..

For those who do not understand hindi:
Jab We Met (the name of the movie) is suppose to mean "When we met"
however, when the exact letters are written in Hindi "Met" is phonetically translated as "Mate",
so the implied title "When we met" translates to "When we Mate"..
..so yea...

President(s)?

Yesterday NPR (National Public Radio) featured a debate between the presidential candidates that took place in Iowa. Many important topics were discussed and the candidates tried their best to clearly state their position on various issues such as immigration, economy, war, foreign policy, etc. They also addressed questions such as "Can we please remove options for choosing other languages and messages like ' Para espanol oprima dos' from all the government services calls, since we are an English speaking nation, why should we be asked what language we speak." Yes, that was actually a question asked by some voter living in some small town ..hopefully.. who needs a history lesson desperately... obviously the candidates agreed that we are a diverse nation with many nationalities residing here therefore, government services calls will be provided in many languages that are popular here besides english. During the whole debate, there were moments when the candidates pointed fingers at one another, but in general there were times when they all seemed to bring solutions to the table that would work if they could create a best possible hybrid out of all that was proposed. I thought what about having more than one person as a president? What about having a group? I mean when a group will work together shouldn't it be less likely that they will make a mistake, as a group they should be able to give various perspectives and really inspect solutions proposed by others to see where the defects may be ? That's another thing instead of talking about what each candidate deems to be a solution, why don't they talk about how the solutions proposed by the others will or will not work, and what can be done to improve it. Afterall, don't we all want to see some of the major issues figured out and how can one person come up with solutions to all ?

Amazing...

Try not to watch this video more than one time. Once the song gets stuck in your head, it's extremely difficult to tune out this great music.

To Boss,

 
At present, I do not have the balls to tell you how exactly I feel about you. The closest thing that I will do for now, is pour out my frustrations via this blog in order to still maintain my sanity, so here goes...

Stop saying, "wow it's a pleasant surprise to see you hear so early" everytime I show up before 9.

Stop saying, "are you sure you can get this done?" If I tell you I'll get something done, I'll get something done.

Stop saying "got a hot date tonight?" everytime I plan on leaving early.

Stop saying, "wow i'm surprised you 'actually' took care of this..." sarcastically everytime I finish up a task.

Stop saying, "got plans this weekend as usual?" Yes boss, I will always have plans over the weekends and will do my BEST not to log into work to check e-mails like you do.

Stop looking at me like I am some kind of an idiot. Only selective people, handpicked by me have the authority to do so.

I like taking long lunches. And no, I do not like having lunch with the team, frankly because I think our team is pretty boring. I don't mind putting up with them at work, but I like having lunch as ME time.

Best Regards,
If only I can say all this to you in reality.

Another level of insane

As many of you have noticed, when it comes to our cricket team losing matches, my sanity is compromised at all levels, for a quick overview of what happened last time ... do read this

Even though it's been a few weeks since Marion Jones admitted to doping, it took me some time to sketch up my initial thoughts about her situation and our cricket team..

wait !! there's MORE

Ranbir Kapoor drops the towel

http://www.glamsham.com/movies/scoops/07/oct/29_shahrukh_khan_ranbir_kapoor_saawariya_heyy_babyy_100705.asp

Gone are the days when women shedding clothes for camera used to make news. Today, even men are not far behind, especially in 2007 when first the trio of Akshay Kumar, Fardeen Khan and Riteish Deshmukh did it for HEYY BABYY, followed by Shahrukh Khan in OM SHANTI OM and of course Salman Khan in each of his films.

Now add Ranbir Kapoor to the list who has featured topless in the song 'Jab Se Tere Nain' with just a towel wrapped around his waist. While his boyish charm is at full display in the song as he gets all mooney-eyed for the love of his life, Sonam, there are some naughty antics at display too which should have the women folk swooning.

This is not all as a shot in the song requires him to carelessly fall on the ground with his towel dropping on one side of the body, hence exposing a bountiful of the leggy Kapoor.


;) ;) ;)

This one takes the cake

Last night Seepa and Dhubhra were involved in our usual IM convo...
this was the result


details here :

Seepa took amusement in watching old bollywood madhuri dance videos... not to mention Seepa is super excited about Madhuri's re-entry into bollywood... much details can be found in our conversation listed below.


(22:37:31) seepa: whts up?
(22:37:36) dhubhra: hello
(22:37:57) seepa: how was training?
(22:38:44) dhubhra: boring
(22:39:01) seepa: not surprised...
(22:39:14) dhubhra: yea it's sharepoint
(22:39:26) dhubhra: and I dealt with the uncooked eggplants
(22:39:34) dhubhra: what up
(22:39:39) dhubhra: howz it going with you?
(22:39:52) seepa: usual
(22:40:04) seepa: you should blog about the eggplants
(22:52:32) dhubhra: anyyyyyyyhow
(22:52:42) dhubhra: isn't this bizarre
(22:52:43) dhubhra: http://www.sepiamutiny.com/sepia/archives/004808.html#comments
(22:52:46) dhubhra: monkey attack!
(22:52:54) dhubhra: killed the mayor of delhi
(22:53:18) seepa: whoa
(22:53:29) dhubhra: yea
(22:56:31) seepa: dude the fires are just freaky
(22:56:33) seepa: down in san diego
(23:15:42) dhubhra: u there?
(23:15:47) seepa: yea
(23:15:55) seepa: madhuri dixit is coming in a new movie
(23:16:04) dhubhra: what?
(23:16:06) dhubhra: what are you saying
(23:16:19) dhubhra: she's got like 2 sons now? can you believe that
(23:16:25) seepa: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zj1iGoolWEk
(23:16:29) seepa: check that video out
(23:16:33) dhubhra: maar daala
(23:16:35) seepa: i've seen it like 10 times already
(23:16:37) dhubhra: hoooooooooooooo
(23:16:37) seepa: she's sooooo good
(23:16:40) dhubhra: maar daala
(23:16:43) dhubhra: ho ho ho
(23:16:45) dhubhra: maar dalaaaaaaaaaaa
(23:16:49) dhubhra: haaaaaaaaaan
(23:16:52) dhubhra: maar daalaaaa
(23:16:56) seepa: :))
(23:17:35) dhubhra: watching video @-)
(23:17:47) seepa: doesn't she look good
(23:18:07) dhubhra: wait
(23:18:09) dhubhra: lemme see her
(23:18:12) dhubhra: wow
(23:18:15) dhubhra: pretty cool
(23:18:21) dhubhra: glad to see an actress in bollywood
(23:18:26) dhubhra: dancing around
(23:18:40) dhubhra: even after she is a mom
(23:18:51) dhubhra: cuz they usually don't do that ... and that used to piss me off
(23:19:00) dhubhra: why can't they shake it after they marry!!!
(23:19:07) dhubhra: sure
(23:19:43) seepa: just watch the last video i sent to you
(23:19:46) seepa: very wunderfulllll
(23:19:55) dhubhra: oh
(23:20:01) dhubhra: HECK YES ... I remember that from like
(23:20:04) dhubhra: back in the day
(23:20:13) dhubhra: she was blind in that one
(23:20:16) seepa: whoa
(23:20:22) seepa: i dont remember this movie at all
(23:20:26) seepa: never heard this song
(23:20:29) dhubhra: one after another
(23:20:47) dhubhra: i used to think she said "mai kuvari hoo"
(23:20:51) dhubhra: "oo o oo ooo "
(23:20:57) seepa: she doesn't look bling
(23:21:02) seepa: *blind
(23:21:02) seepa: =))
(23:21:02) seepa: kuvarai
(23:21:05) dhubhra: or wait ... wait ...
(23:21:12) dhubhra: that wouldn't make sense
(23:21:17) dhubhra: no I thought it as the same
(23:21:23) dhubhra: lol
(23:22:11) seepa: this is the ULTImate song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kk-66Y3cT9c
(23:23:24) dhubhra: all the related videos in that last video you sent
(23:23:29) dhubhra: are like ... porno
(23:23:37) dhubhra: lol
(23:23:53) dhubhra: dang dhakh dhakh was such a famous song
(23:23:58) seepa: hhaa.. seriously
(23:24:00) dhubhra: no. 1 on philips top 10
(23:24:02) dhubhra: always
(23:24:05) seepa: she was scandalous yo
(23:24:17) dhubhra: i knoooowwww
(23:24:17) dhubhra: dang
(23:25:47) seepa: this one: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBJBepDOAFQ
(23:26:25) seepa: these songs are so ridiculous
(23:26:27) dhubhra: LOLz
(23:26:49) dhubhra: let's see who can find madhubala's pyar kiya to darna kya
(23:26:51) dhubhra: go!!
(23:26:58) dhubhra: LOL
(23:26:59) dhubhra: wait a minute
(23:27:06) dhubhra: he said "mohabbat ka bicchu "
(23:27:11) dhubhra: lolz
(23:27:12) seepa: another one for your viewing pleasure: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3YEa_KU0Yo
(23:27:21) dhubhra: "aisa dunk marta hai"
(23:27:23) dhubhra: dunk due
(23:27:25) dhubhra: *dunk
(23:27:27) dhubhra: LOL
(23:27:31) dhubhra: like a basketball dunk
(23:27:34) seepa: wait... who's saying all this?
(23:27:36) dhubhra: we could make a remix
(23:27:44) dhubhra: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBJBepDOAFQ
(23:27:49) dhubhra: listen to the dunk talk
(23:27:52) dhubhra: in the beginning
(23:29:41) seepa: she's a good dancer though
(23:29:43) dhubhra: did u hear it???
(23:29:48) seepa: yes yes
(23:29:50) dhubhra: mohabbat ka bichchu
(23:29:51) seepa: its not too clear
(23:29:55) dhubhra: aisa dunk marta hai
(23:29:58) dhubhra: i say we mix it
(23:30:03) dhubhra: dunk .. dunk dunk
(23:30:09) dhubhra: and then we show a slam dunk
(23:31:13) seepa: =))
(23:31:23) dhubhra: and we repeat it like a thousand times
(23:31:25) dhubhra: dunk dunk dunk
(23:31:28) seepa: she can't speak english all that well yo: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T_oC1D9N-Qc
(23:32:12) dhubhra: saw that one
(23:32:45) dhubhra: karan johar is a ...
(23:32:47) dhubhra: Omg
(23:32:52) dhubhra: i so don't wanna say the word
(23:32:55) seepa: yes yes
(23:32:57) seepa: the g work
(23:32:58) seepa: *word
(23:33:01) dhubhra: GAY
(23:33:02) dhubhra: SUPER GAY
(23:33:09) dhubhra: i wish there was a crown
(23:33:14) dhubhra: I could place it on his head
(23:33:51) dhubhra: dunk dunk dunk dunk
(23:34:02) seepa: like the ball hitting his head?
(23:34:06) dhubhra: lol
(23:34:11) dhubhra: and going into the basket
(23:35:15) seepa: OMG! : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jjFc_U0UKbU&NR=1
(23:35:18) seepa: =))
(23:35:45) dhubhra: my laptop will crash if I see too many videos
(23:35:51) dhubhra: :(
(23:35:53) dhubhra: it's old
(23:35:56) seepa: oh
(23:36:00) dhubhra: srk and karan johar should go out
(23:36:08) dhubhra: and they should have a relationship
(23:36:22) dhubhra: that way srk will get the publicity of his life
(23:37:13) dhubhra: alright i need to get crowns made for karan johar and srk
(23:37:41) seepa: cuz they're queens?
(23:37:53) dhubhra: they are maha queens
(23:38:31) seepa: last one for the day: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4knjC9WdbE
(23:38:40) dhubhra: i think queen elizabeth ... would be like "well... would you be so kind as to STOP your nonsense"
(23:39:06) seepa: hahaha
(23:39:08) dhubhra: wow
(23:39:14) dhubhra: you are going nutz on madhuri
(23:39:26) dhubhra: what do you want? do you have one of those outbursts to sing and dance
(23:39:27) dhubhra: all this?
(23:39:43) seepa: i do have an urge to be like her
(23:40:08) dhubhra: lol
(23:40:17) dhubhra: you might just start dancing
(23:40:22) dhubhra: all the way to my place or something
(23:40:33) dhubhra: with that "chane ke khet" step
(23:40:34) dhubhra: lol
(23:41:01) dhubhra: on that video listen to the 1:47
(23:41:06) seepa: argh
(23:41:08) dhubhra: i want you to sing that particular thing
(23:41:08) seepa: just closed it
(23:41:13) dhubhra: when you are on your way
(23:41:19) dhubhra: please listen to that segment
(23:41:27) seepa: send that link to me again
(23:41:34) seepa: dont feel like scrolling up the window to get the link
(23:41:37) dhubhra: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l4knjC9WdbE 1.46
(23:41:40) dhubhra: to be exact
(23:41:42) dhubhra: 1:46
(23:41:50) dhubhra: please sing that when you are on your way
(23:42:12) seepa: tu tu tu tuuuu
(23:42:17) dhubhra: LOL
(23:42:19) dhubhra: LOL

.. But eventually we encountered the mother of them all as you can see from the title
There was silence after this ..

A-Choo

My coworker should have written the following post, but she looked at me all weird when I requested for her to do so. Hence, I'll just write it on her behalf...

My coworker's friend wanted to go get a haircut. Coworker's friend (CF) went to a barbershop, got his hair washed and right when barber was about to start cutting CF's hair, barber sneezed really loud, phlegmy and snottily once into the air and once into his hands. Instead of washing hands, barber simply wipes hands on shirt and starts to cut CF's hair.

CF disgusted, but still wanting to be polite and not wanting to put barber on the spot says, "umm... can you wash hands and rewash my hair?".
Barber looks at him all funny, and goes, "why?"
CF says, "Just because... I'm very paranoid about my hair being clean.. ahem ahem.."

After the hair is washed, and cut, CF get's ready to pay the bill and sees that barber charged twice for washing the hair.
CF enraged goes, "Barber, I don't want to pay twice. I asked you to wash my hair again because you sneezed into the open around me, and then you sneezed into your hands and didn't wash your hands!"
Barber had the nerve to say, "but my hands were still clean even after i sneezed into them..."

ewww ewww ewww

[ACTOR P.O.V XI ] Things I struggle with

I've taken up a lighting job. Basically it is running lights during a theatre show. The lights have been designed by the lighting designer and I click on buttons to go from cue to cue on the day of shows. I struggle with patience. In life, I sometimes make decisions in haste, later I wish I had waited to understand the situation better. This job has been therapeutic it has helped with the struggle. In simple words it is nothing more than clicking the keys to go to the next cue, monotonous, however, that's just the action. Everyday is different, you must watch the actors, keep your eyes open, you have to listen to every word. When the moment is right at that right pause, right at the sound of a scream or perhaps a stumble, a door slam or a gunshot you must go to cue. It's magic when it works and a horrible mistake when it fails. A mistake, that may cost the actor(s), the moment or even the show and all it takes is a hasty decision.

So I sit with the script in my hands, show after show, following the actors, line after line or may be not with that very precision, because rarely things are that perfect. I must look ahead, I must prepare for what's coming all the while knowing there is a chance it may be different from the night before. A line spoken last night may not be uttered at all tonight. Anything is possible. I must learn from every mistake, and must keep alert with my eyes fixated on either the script or the stage that's opposite the light booth emitting a light blue shade in the dark theatre.

With each cue, I take a deep breath, I click the key and hope for magic. I struggle with patience. This job is therapeutic. I guess all I have to do with every decision I make is wait for the right moment, learn from the mistakes made in the past, take a deep breath, do what must be done and hope for magic, hope for the best.

Vegetarians and STEAK!

So what were two Hindu vegetarians doing at a Steak House during their lunch hour?

Bolo Bolo...

Nothing! We would've been thinking out of our ASSES if we did end up going to a steak house... Hare Ram Ram! What did end up happening was as follows:

Dhubhra and I went to an all-shaakahari (vegetarian) Gujurati dhaba (fast-food place). We went to go get the napkins, plastic utensils and such. Now, the napkins were all turned upside down, and when we turned them over, instead of the shaakahari restaurant's name imprinted on the napkin, El Rancho SteakHouse (see image above) was seen.

Obviously, we couldn't hold back our laughter, and instantly clicked a pic of the napkin. And as part of a lame prank/joke, we show this pic to people we know and cheesily state, "Look Look... Both of us went to a steak house for lunch."

End of story... It's the weekend... I'm outta here.!

I see the funnies

Came across this internship notice on craigslist... from a magazine that writes about pregnancy (don't sue us.. :D )...

"please email a résumé and a cover letter to the address above and include Pregnancy internship in the title of the email. In your letter, please describe why you are interested in this internship and why you’re the right fit for our team."

Seen any funnies lately? :P

Let it not be unnoticed

I remember it was in a history class in high school that we were having a discussion about how we often overlook the importance or impact of events in the present. I don't remember the specifics, the history teacher had picked a day in the 20th century when a significant event had taken place, some government had been overthrown, however on the same day some country on the opposite side of the globe had tested a weapon or something...The former event was covered on a large scale and the latter, equally important or may be even more, went unnoticed at the moment these were occuring. I remembered this because of what happened in the last few days.

The Iranian leader spoke at an Ivy League college and on the other side of the world people protested the military over taking their government and oh yea! hal03 came out. Now for those of you who think that the last one mentioned can hardly be compared with the former two... you need to go check out the stats on how many brains are wired to that game as we speak... yes people this is the world you live in ... where at the same time all these unrelated events could be occurring....

Monks in Burma urged citizens to engage in a non-violent protest against the Burmese military, these monks besides their non violent stance are being attacked by the military and killed. It is difficult to get information out of Burma because military is cracking down on the journalists and fabricating figures of casuality to the outside world. I just heard a coverage on NPR over the radio that talked about how monks were actually being killed and arrested. It is a difficult time for the country, what I don't understand is what other countries are doing to help. Unfortunately, it seems India is not supporting the right side, what amazed me and my co-blogger friend was ... isn't India the country where Buddhism originated? Does anyone else know about what other countries are doing about this situation in Burma? Do let us know.

Going back to the Iranian leader, I do not support hatred or extremists, however I do support open dialogue. I think it makes sense to have leaders everywhere talk to people in different countries. That way we will know what they say, when they say it and to some degree be able to judge their character for ourself. That way we won't have CNN telling us what is important and what is not. Many people did not like him coming over here and talking, these are the people who confuse listening to the other side talk with supporting the other side. You are not supporting the opponent when you listen to them, you are only making yourself knowledgeable about who your opponent is.

their basic argument : "Oh, he's gonna come over here and spew hate"
my question: "do you think if we choose to not hear this from him, the hate will simply disappear ?"

Dialogue is important, communication is important and it is most important for leaders. No matter how much we all wish that this guy was not a leader the fact is that he is a leader, he is a leader of a country, a country next to the country where the young men and women of this country are fighting. Why in the world would you NOT want to know what this guy has to say ?

So, these two things happened in the last two days, but I'm sure a lot more happened that I didn't even hear of, a lot more happened that changed some lives somewhere out there, which we probably don't see now. Years from now these two events will be discussed and may be something else along with them something that we have conveniently overlooked..... Let us know if you felt something important went unnoticed.

...

@Reshma

don't you love the way we publicize your blog :P

@Homies

you know we coo! right ? right ?

Dhamaal vs. Dhokha

Saw two movies in the past few days that deserve some reflecting upon.


First is the so called funny flick Dhamaal. The movie turned out to be nothing but a mix of scenes from Road Trip/Johnny English/Mr.Bean The Movie/Mad Mad World/Rat Race. Sure, some of the toilet humor can definitely receive a chuckle or two, but overall, it's a blatant, blatant, blatant copy of some of the English Comedy movieS that I've seen a pathetic number of times. Most of the while, you're just comparing the desi scenes to the original ones. But hey, I was always a fan of slapstick comedy, so I didn't mind the silly and crude jokes. But the frame by frame duplicating of scenes from the originals were kind of annoying.

But the movie Dhokha on the other hand... (I think Dhokha means betrayal.) Anyway, GOOD movie. It is at the opposite end of the spectrum of genre in comparison to Dhamaal. Basic plot is about a Muslim police officer who is a resident of Mumbai. He's basically looked down upon and is segregated in the department after the Mumbai bomb blasts happen. And later, he gets notice that his wife (who is also Muslim) was a suicide bomber and was behind the blasts. The movie pretty much flows into her husband desperately trying to prove her innocence, and trying to break racial barriers. There are some scenes that definitely are powerful and not meant for all sorts of audiences. I had to fast forward through some of those scenes, since my heart just could not handle what was shown.

So in an industry that has put forth great creative movies this year such as Chak De, Ek Chalis ki Last Local, Awarapan, Life in a Metro, and now Dhokha..., I think that we should slowly move away from making silly duplicates of English/International movies.

That's all folks!

Hey y'all ... people from all these other countries...

Sup, y0 c'est moi! Since I've added this thingy to the blog (above the sudoku puzzle on the right hand sidebar) that let's us see which countries our readers are reading this blog from...(that sentence structure is wack... ) and every other day i see some new country blinking... it's crazy... and pretty cool....so I wanna know who y'all are, and what y'all upto at India, U.K., Canada, UAE, South Korea, Costa Rica, Pakistan and Germany....so go ahead... say hi! and do so definitely before this thingy's trial version runs out :( available only till Sept 25 :(

OOh new game!!

D and I came up with an awesome new game... and this is all thanks to Miss Teen South Carolina.. try it out it's loads of fun...

Here's what you do, you ask a sensible question that a paegent judge would ask and you have to answer it like Miss Teen South Carolina... so here it goes..

D : what do you think about the troops being taken out of iraq
Moi : I personally believe that troops to south africa and other places and such as ... the IRaq should not want... the us americans and should help the us americans and such as yea ...that's my belief
D: what do you think of the tsunami that occured in indonesia this morning?
Moi: i believe the us americans should ... help the indians and such as
D: umm.. what are your thoughts on the 17 candidates that are running for the presidential election?
Moi: i think there should be more dates for the election cuz the us americans need help with their president such as ... the bush who should get a date as well such as ...

I think I did pretty well... give it a try...ask me another one... or ... give your very own miss teen south carolinaish answer..

This post was inspired by ... must-see and original

An outing with Bossjee

Boss and I decided to have lunch with a candidate that I just hired before the candidate joined our company. The candidate suggested that we go to an Indian Restaurant close to his current work.

Boss and I sit in my car and I'm driving. Touch Me... The song in Dhoom Two is playing in the background. Boss and I are intensely discussing work issues and then right at the very moment when both of us get silent...

The song on the car stereo goes "Touch me, don't touch me, come touch me, don't touch me... COME TOUCH ME SONIYAAAA!" Thanks Alisha.

Awkward... I want to turn off the radio but feel that if I DO turn it off now, Boss may think that I AM feeling awkward. Also, what if he never heard this song before and is enjoying it. Me changing the song would disrupt his enjoyment... Don't want to upset the boss.

Amidst my thoughts, Boss bursts out saying, "Did you know Bipasha Basu and John Abraham broke up?"

"What?! No Way!" Thankful that the awkwardness ended with discussion of mindless Bolly gossip. And OMG... Bipasha and John did break up.. Is it because she smooched with that other foreign soccer dude?

In other news..., Dhubhra just pointed out to me that conversations about Britney Spears's recent VMA performance are taking place at her work right now.. ho-hum. Britney, stop with the whatever it is that you do, which is considered as 'music' by some. You've made enough money for you, your kids, and several others to live comfortably. So take care of your two boys.

Wow.. just ... Wow

Read This First

My reactions in the order of their occurence:

1. What?
2. Did another one of his buddies (Attorney General) resign or got fired?

3. Oh no... one of the democrats in congress must have asked a tough question ... um ... i don't know like ... what's the strategy for Iraq?

4. Wait a minute... you don't gotta cry if the Britishers are dropping out from war!

There there... hush now.. it's ok .. hardly a year left .. no need to fake it... we get it.. we're screwed ... now how about you wipe off your tears (I'm sure some of those idiots who voted for you, are already wasting their sympathies on you and before you know it... those poll ratings will show it ) and go cook up some other "justifications" for why we are where we are ... yea you go and do that.

For some reason... the following picture seemed appropriate for this entry... don't know why... just kinda ... you know ... made sense... what do you think?

Mr or Miss Clean

So I was talking to a friend the other day. She seemed a bit down since she just broke up with her boyfriend. Conversation went something like so:

Me: How are you feeling?
Her: Ok I guess.
Me: Yea.. Break ups suck...
Her: Yea.. I shouldn't have wasted time on him
Me: Happens..
Her: Well.. at least I'm still clean..

Clean.. Hmm.. Nothing sexually 'drastic' happened between the two of them, and so she thinks of it as clean.

The word bothered me since this is an outlook a lot of Indian girls or girls in general have. If I have not done a certain things, I am clean... Are girls supposed to take pride if they are? What about those that do take 'drastic measures' and 'taint' themselves? Is 'tainted' the word to use to describe these type of girls now?

What are the mens's perspectives? Are girls looked at as clean or dirty depending on their past actions? What is the line between being clean and being dirty? Is this even a fair question to ask in the first place? I think not.. But obviously, my fellow friend and many others do seem to give a lot of unsignificant importance to staying a certain way.

Bhaarat Mahan

Hey...I had some rather "Lovely" incidents during that transition from USA to India. Firstly, at the Barber's at New Park Mall. That lady was rather chatty..and seemed to think that I was an encyclopedia on India. (Heck! I've seen more of the US than India) :P
Then came the million dollar question: How much does a haircut cost in India?

Erk..my answer almost killed her. Rs. 20..so that's 40 cents! She looked like she was going to faint!

Then yeah, when I got back, a rickshaw waala who rides me from school to home quite frequently inquired where I'd been all these months..when I told him I was in the US, he wanted to know how much the "kiraaya" is for a rikshaw in the US. :/ erk erk erk erk

And uff!! Another one tells me...."Apna desh hi accha hai Udit ji, jo bhi keh lo. Wahan pata hai, ladke-ladke shaadi karte hain".

oho! erk. yes yes.

Apna Bhaarat Mahan. :P

Rehman Rocks

So the following conversation took place a while ago between a friend and moi... enjoyee..

S: guess what


Me: quoi?


S: i was listening to some old rehman songs in my friends car
movies like hindustani
jeans

Me: did you listen to patti rap?

S: oh my god

Me: patti rap
patti rap

S: i so much feel like commitiing suicide on listening to the lyrics
i like all teh songs in tamil since i wont understand it
in hindi translation... hey bhagwan..

Me: tum ho gnaani
tum ho gnaani
mirzapur keyyyyy... tum ho gnaani

S: telephone dhoon main hasney walee

Me: melbourne mein machalne waali
zakir hussain tabla tu hai kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

S: who the f--k laughs like a cellphone ringtone?
angers me
some seriously uneducated scrwed up SOB (pardon my french) wrote this shiz and so much wanted to get inside the radio and squeeze that person's neck

Me: oh come on! they're good songs.. classics bhai
showroom mein
saajan tumhe kuch bhi chune na dungi

S: ur kidding right
tell me ur kidding

Me: omg! all the lyrics are coming back to me
patti rap!

S: and the typical sp bala wannabees singing these pathetic lyrics

Me: heyyy! SPB rocks..
50 KG tajmal meraa he
choona bhatti jhopad patti ragdam patti patti rap

S: you are a maestro
logging off now..

Me: k.. last words before you logging off..
latka laga diya humne
jhatka laga diya tumne... TADA...

Following the aim convo I went onto to musicindiaonline and listened to all such infamous Rehman songs. Hai re hai re hai rabba...

Ode to Marriage...yet again...

(First, some background)
My 7 and a 1/2 year old cousin Pooja (pyaar se usko 'pooj' bulaati hoon) and I had the following convo recently...

Me: Pooj... Ask your parents to send you to California. We can go bike riding, I can take you guys to SF, we can go to the park...
Pooj: Yea... I'll ask them... But we're going to be going to India soon...
Me: Oh really... When are you guys planning on going?
Pooj: Oh umm.. really soon...
Me: Cool.. But when?
Pooj: Umm... for your marriage...
Me: AHAHHHAHAH...
Pooj: heehee..
Me: HAHHAHAHAHHAHHAHAHHA.. Pooja... can you PLEASE tell your parents that I'm not planning on getting married anytime soon.. and to hold off on going to India... HAHAHHHHAHHAHAHA

So I went through a couple of emotions after this conversation:
Anger: that my family had the nerve to think that I was getting married "really soon"... umm excuse me.. but where's the ladka?
Amused: that the 7-year old is looking forward to going to India for my (laughter) wedding..
Moody: here we go again.. I thought I escaped the whole marriage topic for a while.. It's like a tick.. that never leaves...

Baby Deliveries on TV

I love baby deliveries on TV.. now as a result of the jetlag or my own inability to not sleep at the right time I somehow have started watching episodes of LOST online. I'm at the episode where the pregnant lady is about to have the baby and everything is going crazy... and I just realized that I truly enjoy watching baby deliveries on fictitious tv shows. I also would like to know where they get the actual babies from, the ones that are born... I remember the time Jane Seymour had a baby on TV, that was the "Medicine Woman" show and her husband had to deliver the baby in the middle of a desert or a field I think..I mean she was a doctor but dude she can't deliver her own baby.. no matter how good a doctor she is... she had to walk him through it... that's like cheating.. but oh well... Then there was Apocalypto, the movie where the lady had a baby while she was drowning... I mean it practically popped out... not kidding..and lo and behold I actually found the video on youTube, the last part is kinda disturbing.. so yea.. I still have to watch who delivers the baby in LOST, there are two guys and one lady with the pregnant lady, I wonder who it'll be...um so yea..that's about it... feel free to comment on any baby deliveries that have caught your attention on TV.

Snap... Crack... Ouch...

Remember that previous company I used to work for about four months ago... Yea... the one that I was so eager to get out of..., it's being infested with "rats/mice". Yup... Who knew that a Fortune 500 company in the heart of the Silicon Valley would be a home for species other than humans...

Rach, my super cool best ex-coworker, mentioned to me last week that they saw "mice/rats" around work. She mentioned to me that the "mice/rats" were not as big as rats but not as small and cute as mice.... So anyway, she out traps... And... da da da dum... a "mice/rat" gets trapped... Don't get freaked out... but the pic is a bit gruesome... I actually had to cringe and turn away from my computer after I saw the pic...

Below are the reactions that I got so far after several people saw the pic:
"EWWW! That is pretty yucky!"
"Heh Heh Heh" evil laughter
"That's funny... though not for the rat ;)"
"Thanks for ruining my appetite..." (angry faced coworker)
"Rats??? no f#cking way!!!... like, animal rats"
"ew ew ew"

80s Obsession

OMG! There's going to be another 80s partee this weekend yo! Excitement...

They played absolutely NO Paula Abdul the last 80s party I went to... What the fuck? Oh and didn't play A-Ha either... I mean come on!

BTW... for those of you who were not aware..., Dhubhra is currently in India at the moment... :(( Dhubhra... I miss our lunch hour rambles... I am forced to having lunch with my co-workers or bringing lunch from home! Bringing lunch from home isn't half as bad.. Mummy's been packing it all nice for me. Yesterday, she packed chutney, rice, and dal in a way where the three of them didn't get all mixed up and mushed...

BUT, Dhubhra is bringing back some Chocolate Eclairs and Perk Candy Bars pour moi... And did anyone ever notice that Cadbury there tastes like a million times better than the Cadbury here in the US...? I remember the Dairy Milk commercials that used to air in India.. They were so warm and emotional and happy...

Well, will keep everyone posted on what goes on at the 80s party... (touched for the very first time... like a vi-i-i-irgin...)

Training and Eggplants

Bossjee wanted to put me through some training to build skills and blah. So I was really excited to go to training yesterday morning. Training is good due to the fact that everything is "company paid" and you get a free lunch... Turned out that the class was just a repetition of shit that I already know.

But... I did not lose spirit! Until lunch came along that is... The instructor allowed a mere 40 minute lunch. Bitch! She went off saying, "you guys don't need a whole hour of lunch do you? do you??" ugh!

I was super hungry and to add to that the only thing that was available for vegetarians was this nasty eggplant curry. See picture below. There are only specific ways to cook an eggplant and the thing that was served for lunch, was NOT the way to cook it.

At least they had some pretty awesome cookies. They were super warm and soft. So that kept me content.

Spiritual Fruits vs. Religious Nuts

Okay, so I guess I should do the whole "blah-blah-blah it's been a while since I blah-blah-blah on this blog"... But screw it. Here. Tell me what you think of the following. July 12th, first time in history of the U.S., a Hindu (which is why I'd think you guys would be interested) delivered a morning invocation in Senate. A couple of Christian fanatics
rudely interrupted him and started talking sh!t. Well, let the link speak for itself... Here:

http://thinkprogress.org/2007/07/12/christian-right-disrupts-first-hindu-prayer-in-the-senate/

Random AIM convo

S: i ate 2 rochers

me: bitch

me: where are mine?!

S: eheheheh

me: aaaahhhhh

me: now i'm craving them! x-(

me: don't EVER do that to me

S: dude i have urz..ill eat em too

S: ehehhe

S: sorry

me: aaaaaaaargh!

S: just wanted to let u know

me: thanks

me: torture!

me: agony!

S: omg woman chill ill get u some

me: our vending machines are crap here

S: hahaha

me: who needs pretzels

S: serious dude

S: vending machines with rochers

S: divineeee

me: omg! i would move into it

S: hhahah

No makeup, No TV, No cellphones, No toilet bowls...

... for two nights and three days... and I survived... on top of it all, I survived without complaints or whines.

A bunch of us went camping in the most desolate yet beautiful area ever. See pic... aah.. beeeyouteefull isn't it?

Getting to our camping area was an ordeal. For someone that has never been backpacking or camping, I had absolutely no idea on what to expect. I was given the following advice, "Pack light." "Light" can have absolutely no meaning for someone that has a purse that weighs half her size. But somehow, I tried to cram in two nights and three days worth of clothing, food, and bare essentials into a single.. I repeat... single backpack. Yes yes... take a moment to be proud of me.

Back to getting to the camping area... We had to take a trail... The trail was about a 2.5-3 mile hike into this forest. See picture of a part of the trail.. Don't you LOVE the greenery? oohs and aahs everywhere...

So anyway, the group tried to leave as early as possible from civilization so that we would not have to hike the trail in the night time and avoid being attacked by bears... But fact of life readers... When you have a group more of than two... ok, more than three individuals..., it is near to impossible to have things happen according to plans... Throw a brown person into the group, and it IS impossible to have things go as planned. Hence, we ended up hiking the trail in the night time. And no.. No bears were sighted. Thank god! (But on the way back from camping, my friend thought he heard a rattle snake... Rattle snakes are only existent in the desert silly...) Each of us had mini headlights taped to our heads, which made us look like miners. Awesomeness at its best!

By the time we got to the camping site, it was around 10PM I think. Oh did I mention that I did not carry a watch during the trip. It was bliss! First thing I told my friends when we reached there was, "sniff sniff... I am soaking in the fact that I won't have to wake up to my cell phone alarm tomorrow"... aaahhhh blissssss...

The rest of the time was spent at the lake, hiking, drinking, more drinking, yapping, applying excessive sunscreen (yes yes, even I, the 'brown' one applied sunscreen), cooking, getting attacked by flies, shoveling a hole in the ground so that we can do our business, flick crawling ants from the tent... ooh, here's a pic of the tent...

Camping has told me taught me to appreciate the little things in life. Like..., combing your hair. How living in the wild without a comb can make your hair feel like plastic. And the comfort of bottled water. I had to pump water into bottles from the lake. It was a great task, but Dasani all the way baby! And the stars.... I have never seen so many fucking stars in my life. I could even see the hazy Milky Way spread across the sky. I was reminded of every song that had the something to do with stars while I watched them. You can be my lucky star...

oooh, which reminds me... I went to an 80s party a couple of weekends ago, which deserves another post... starlight... starbright!

Kumari

It was one of those moments when I give up clicking through all the stations on the radio, when I have already heard the CD in the player enough times and my only resort is the NPR channel, which believe it or not has saved me from listening to a lot of senseless music and brought me stories I couldn't have come across if I spent a whole week at a bookstore. This particular story caught me with awe. This is the story of Kumaris. The NPR segment talked about the Nepalese living child Goddess who was visiting America to attend film festivals featuring a short film made on her lifestyle as a Kumari and many others like her. Kumaris are believed to be Goddess living in the body of a girl child who has all 32 signs determined by the Nepalese tradition. Kumaris as young as the age of 6 are taken to the "Kumari Ghar", with the will of their family where they will spend another 5 - 6 years being worshipped. I giggled as I heard the part where the Kumari visits an American elementary school and is faced with remarks such as "wow, i never met a goddess before", the kids watch her make up and stature in awe as she reciprocates the same, they are foreign to her, a Kumari's life is spent in isolation where she is worshiped by priests, her own parents (that I think is super cool) and many others who want her blessings to prosper. Her feet must not touch the ground, she must not be injured, one of the students asks the lady accompanying Kumari, "will she always remain a Goddess?" the answer is no, the Goddess shall leave this young girl at the age of 12, a gentle way of presenting the answer that hides within it the idea that once the girl reaches puberty she will no longer be inhabited with Goddess. This is when my budding excitement for this interesting ritual dies.

It's not odd to hear things like.. oh you shouldn't go to the temple when you are going through THAT time, back in the day one of my friends told me about her mother's explanation that when you go through THAT time you are dirty and you shouldn't visit God when you are dirty, it's disrespectful.

Back to Kumari, so what exactly happens when you have spent about 6 years being treated like a Goddess and suddenly one day your bodily change causes you to be sent back to your home, with your family who don't know you anymore, you are expected to carry on a normal life, your childhood has passed while you have hardly had a normal one, you have never been to school but you must now catch up, it gets better, once a Kumari you may never be married as you can be a danger to the life of the guy married to you.... great isn't it..and what do the family members have to say to all this..ofcourse they are privileged to have their daughter be a Kumari. They must follow the societal rule, which takes higher precedence than law in such communities.

Now what would be the case if it was a child boy God ? Would he forever be a God since he doesn't become impure? Would he be prohibited to marry? I bet there would be line of families waiting to have their daughters blessed by the God. Here's an interesting video about an ex-Kumari and her struggle to adjust back to normal life click here to watch it , some do not buy into this cultural ritual and call upon the human rights violation since it is never a choice left to the child to be part of this ritual read here

What thinkst thou?

The next Sanjaya Malakar???

Um first of all WTF?

Personally i think its an act. Who says "I am perrfaarming on the Ballywood movie like eh dancing .... i can vin yif yeveryone loww my dence" ?

For the two people reading this who haven't seen it ... Here's the original.

My bump my bump my bump... Check it out...

Last night..., I bumped my head into a wall. Yes yes... It was a total Coyote/Road Runner replicated moment. I was trying to get away from some..."thing" and I rammed my head into a wall. And yes. It hurt like shit and I was almost teary eyed. So the rest of my evening was spent putting ice on the bump that formed on my forehead. Oh the agony of random things sprouting out of your face! argh...

About an hour or so later mummy and daddy came home. Mummy laughed hysterically at my klutziness while daddy looked at my bump thinking "what else is new..." Mummy applied Iodex (yes yes... that Indian Miracle Cure product that seems to solve almost any bodily pain) onto the bump.

Today, the bump is still existent. It is flatter and less redder than what it was yesterday. I have named it Bumpee. Everytime I cringe my forehead the bump hurts. But other than that, we seem to get along ok. Coworkers looked at me weird though... Tra la la...

Some UTube Stuff worth sharing

BanHammer falls on Hitler



Now some geeky stuff



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miss pronoun C A shuns

Have you ever found yourself engrossed in communication so intensely that often your words get mixed up .. no I'm not talking about how the accent that I think I might not have becomes suddenly apparent in a conversation....
I am talking about the time when the accent you can't possibly have becomes apparent in a conversation... how can this be.. here's an example of what happened at lunch today:

Note: S and D are indian.. which is different very different from Japanese.. they cannot possibly have a japanese accent.. but looks like D can...

(in the middle of a political conversation..)

S: Yea I wonder what these new presidential candidates have to propose about all these issues.
D: I dont' know dude.. I guess we won't know until next years erection.
S: The what?
D: I meant election !!! election !!!
S: Wow...you just sounded like you had a japanese accent... next presidentiar erection..
D: lolz
S: something is wrong with that sentence, reminds me of monica lewinsky, afterall, she is responsible for one of those.. you know presidentiar erections.
D: Gives a whole new meaning to those phrases commonly used during erections.. "Bush is only a few votes behind in Iowa and inches away from winning the erection"
S: Yea.. we should stop.

Your votes:

Booing Miss USA was justified

Miss Universe wheeeeeeeeeeeee

So Miss Universe was on last night. Did you watch? Did you? Did you? No???? Why? Cause you think it’s lame and derogatory to women? Or because its against your culture? You’re freakin insane! It is one of THE most entertaining shows ever!!!

I thrive on the clichéd speeches and the fake heart holding and the pretend confusion [read - stalling for time] while the translator is translating. I’ve watched these pageants since I was a kid; even before Rai and Sen won. It's also a fabulous way to discover new countries you never knew existed. Turks & Caicos – Really?

Also if you're lucky you might get to see someone trip. You wait with baited breath. It’s impossible you think, for all the 77 of them to make it across that super shiny floor in those high high heels and humongous dresses. Last night however was like winning the lottery. Miss USA didn’t just trip, she landed on her ass. It was the most hilarious thing I’ve ever seen. The crowd laughed and then booed when she was put through to the next round [sympathy vote? or maybe it was because every effing judge was an actor from some American TV show].

In the end Japan won the crown and i thought she completely deserved to win mostly becauase of her amazing ability to walk the way she did [Also because she was completely nuts.. but in a good way. She giggled and made strange faces but not like in a fake pageanty way] She did this amazing dance/walk thing during the swimsuit round while everyone else including Miss India walked like Zombies. [Seriously Pooja Gupta moved like a Zombie the whole time and then she suddenly turned around with this seductive look. It was absoulutely hilarious. It reminded me of the Zoolander look.] I’ll forgive her though since she was so pretty. And pretty people deserve another chance…you know like Paris Hilton. Free Paris Hilton! Free Paris Hilton!

Ooh also this year the National Costume round was wayyyyyyyyy more over the top than it normally is. It was like a Drag Show with wings and flowers and trees and rainbows. Remember this guy from America’s Got Talent? I swear I spotted him in the middle. And then again at the end.

Miss India unfortunately didn’t make it to the final 5 and we very sadly missed out on her public speaking skills. No, not because she speaks wonderfully and would have taken the crown but because she talks like a 12 year old. The final 5 didn’t disappoint though inspite of the fact that no one mentioned Princess Diana or Mother Theresa. Also what was with the Donald Trump booing? Not that I minded or anything but he owns the bloody thing!

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especiallyinblogsandothersimilarsocialwebsites
whenitcomestopeopledescribingtheirlifestylesprofileshabitsandothersuchongoings...
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stopthistrendplease
itisnoteasyontheeye

thankyouverymuch

Halo 3 Madness

So like everyday, I got to work at 11 AM (yeah pretty late for coming to work but oh well) and my first hour, hour and a half is dedicated for reading the news from my "Personalized Google" homepage. The blogs include /. (nerdy way to say slashdot), 360 Fanboy, Engadget and betanews.com. Moving forward. The first blog title I notice on my homepage "Halo 3 pre-orders top 4 million?" and I was like "whoa! already?". The game comes out in November and I have been waiting for it since November 2004 (the moment I finished Halo 2). The numbers are ridiculously crazy but I have little room to doubt it, since the hype about Halo 3 is just enormously crazy. In December last year Bungie, (creators of Halo), aired a 60 second commercial for Halo 3, during Monday night footbal. Not surprisingly, I left work early that day (at 5.30) just so I could watch the commercial in all its HD glory (I wasn't the only one so crazy about it). It was just one time commerical that will never be aired on national tv ever again. And just after the commercial was aired, my first reaction was "That's it?" and then I went online and swarmed by IMs people bitching about how short the commercial was, which is pretty ironic considering Bungie probably paid like a few million dollars to air that commercial. But the point is that almost everyone I know, who owns a Xbox, has been waiting for this game to come out for ages. The day after the commercial was aired, Joystiq, another popular blog, had a video breakdown/analysis of that 1 minute commercial that ran for SEVENTEEN minutes. Yes, a frame-by-frame breakdown. Every single detail, from a comet to the bubble shield to the master Brute was ripped apart and analyzed and assumptions were made on what the story would be like. Seeing that kind of craze about a game is just incredible. If the numbers are real, then we are talking about almost about 300 million dollar sale on the first day the game comes out, beating even the best of the best Hollywood movie. But then you can find a party pooper in every good thing and in the above mentioned post, the party pooper is Kiggle. Read the post and read the comment number 13. And also read the reaction to his comment. The reaction is even more funny (just shows how loyal people are towards the Halo franchise, that they don't want to listen to anyone bitch about this game). Even though his speculations sound reasonable, I have my own reasons, mainly the hype I just talked about, to believe that the numbers are most likely real. And last but not the least, I didn't want to be left behind from this party so I pre-ordered my collector's edition from costco.com after lunch.

If any of you reading the blog wants to join the Halo 3 party when it comes out or want to be part of the Halo 3 beta, let me know. You can join the beta party starting May 16th for three weeks. And if anyone owns a 360 and playing Rainbow Six: Vegas or Crackdown currently, then send me a friend invite on Xbox Live @ the gamertag "sp4rt4n029" and I'll teach ya how to kick some puny ass in those game ;)

Until my next post, take care!!

Tagged

Ok... so we've been tagged by Pri, for which we feel truly honored... We really do! So here are random factos about Seepa and Dhubhra...

1. Why the names Seepa and Dhubhra you ask... Our original names are in 'fact' Deepa and Shubhra... and we just decided to switch the first letters in our names. What fun!

2. Dhubhra and I also like to combine words and we often utter malapropisms. The other day, instead of saying Downtown Mountain View, Dhubhra said "Mounttown Downtainview"... bwaahahaaahahhahaahhah! man! That always cracks me up. Examples of combining words can be (Hotmail + Yahoo = Hohoo) for instance.

3. The way Dhubhra and I met for the first time is an epic story and deserves an entire post for itself. But to shorten the version, apples (the fruit) brought us together and that sacred fruit has kept us binded as friends.

4. Dhubhra and I were roommates on campus. One random day, she wanted to start her own business. (That's great I thought. Earn money for the BOTH of us.) Then I learnt that she wanted to iron other people's clothes. What were the prices you charged Dhubhra? $1 for pants, $0.50 for shirts, and no ironing of personals. Obviously the business did not last too long since I refused to take part in it. Actually, I not only refused to take part in it, I made sure the business was not successful. (conniving laughter)

5. Dhubhra and I were classmates in high school, classmates in college, roommates in college, coworkers after college. Guess one of us always manages to 'tag' along with the other.

6. Last year, Shubhra and I fell off the sky together. Don't be alarmed. We went sky diving and it was one of the most awesomest experiences ever!

7. Shubhra and I always end up wearing the same colored clothing without any prior coordination. And I mean, we don't just match the usual colors such as Black or Grey and stuff. We wear random colors such as dark purple, sky blue and so forth.

So there you go people. Our seven random facts. We will be tagging The Brown Savage and Purple Haze now. Hey... Purple and Brown... are you two EVER going to blog again? sheez!

Its BOUT time!!!

Did you hear? oh yea...i've been telling people bout this for a long time now, and its finally happening. Not only it'll help India's economy, but it'll also provide entertainment (<--wrong spelling, haha) for people in India.
I should tell you what i am talking bout now, huh?
I am talking bout a theme park based on BOLLYWOOD! yes i said it. Similar to Universal Studios...i'll stop talking so u can read the posted
article courtesy of YAHOO!

ENJOY!

Feeling Sheepish?? But... why doesn't it bark??

A fellow blogger came across the following article to which we applaud him for... (applause! taaliyan!)

To sum up the article, it simbly states that a company in the UK sold off some poor sheep disguised as poodles to the rich and famous in Japan. Apparently a top actress in Japan, Maiko Kawakami, bought a pseudo-poodle for oh some hundred pounds or so, paraded it around Japan, but then got the news that the newly bought pet was in fact a mere old sheep. Maiko, will you continue to keep the sheep as a pet? Inspite of the fact that your sheepoodle does not bark or eat doggie food?

Oh the horror! What have companies stooped down to? Or is it just a brilliant strategy? (smiling smugly and tapping my fingers like Mr. Burns - think Simpsons readers) Using the Japanese's lack of knowledge on dogs became a successful venture for the sheep selling company since over a 1000 sheep were sold.

Now, I've been to the highlands and farmlands in some parts of the UK and truly, you do see more sheep than humans. Oh my lord! (Shocked face) ...

Are the sheep finally taking over? Is this a companywide scheme to get rid of the conquering mindset of... dun dun dun... the SHEEP? And what a perfect little way to get rid of those horrid animals by selling them to the other countries?

All I'm saying is, Beware of the sheep and counting them in your sleep... :-S

A totally (_?_) post

We all know those cute little computer symbols called "emoticons," where:
:) means a smile and
>:( is a frown. etc.

Well, how about some "ASSICONS?"
Here goes:

(_!_) a regular ass

(__!__) a fat ass

(!) a tight ass

(_*_) a sore ass

{_!_} a swishy ass

(_o_) an ass that's been around

(_x_) kiss my ass

(_X_) leave my ass alone

(_zzz_) a tired ass

(_E=mc2_) a smart ass

(_$_) Money coming out of his ass

(_?_) Dumb Ass


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Kundali doesn't match

Interesting events seem to be happening pretty frequently this year for moi and Dhubhra, but the following incident by far takes the cake.

Before I start stating the story readers, here's some background. Last year, without my knowing, my parents started scoping out for eligible men in order to get me married. I decided to put it to a stop by telling them to not look for ladke. I thought I had made my point, but then, the following happened.

Last Saturday my mummyjee and pappajee were waiting eagerly for me to get home. See, my parents are usually eager for me to get home for only the following reasons: to clean my room, stuff me with food, or to talk about my matrimonial status.

I go to their bedroom and my mom then says,

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"Sit down. We need to talk to you."
"Mom, I think I know where this is going", says I.
"Just listen to me please." says mommy.
"I guess..." sighed I.
"Well, this is what happened. See your aunt was at this one temple (In India) and she ran into a couple. Three of them started talking and the couple started talking about how they need to get their son married... Your aunt being your aunt started asking more questions about the huduga (boy)."
"Mom... get to the point" says I almost losing my patience, while wondering what might be playing on TV.
"Well, the huduga's mom stated that there was this one girl that they were really interested and everything. But the girl's family ended up not showing any interest. The girl's astrological signs would've been a perfect match for their son."
"LOUD SIGH," sighed I.
"Deepa, pay attention! Then your aunt asked for details on that girl..."
"What girl?"
"That girl that they were interested in. And lo and behold... the couple was talking about you. They knew your name and your astrological sign" says my mom in a shocking yet suspenseful manner. "
"Great" says I.
"Apparently the couple was really interested in looking into our family further. Listen, I would like to look into this more too. The guy's in Boston Deepa."
"Fine... Look into it.. Do whatever. Can I go now?" says I.
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On Monday, I relate this story to Dhubhra during lunch and Dhubhra goes,

"Your mom should look into it. This is a SIGN. Can we ask for a bigger sign?!"
I continued eating my ravioli not paying too much attention.
"I'm calling your mother. You should meet this guy." yelps Dhubhra.
"Well, I guess it can be taken as a sign. I mean, of all the temples in india, my aunt just HAD to run into that one couple and they just HAPPENED to be the dude's parents that MY parents are interested in too."
"Exactly..." nodded Dhubhra.

So Dhubhra calls my mom, beaming with happiness that this was a cosmic/supernatural way of telling us that the guy in Boston was meant for moi. The conversation with my mom and Dhubhra went something like so...

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Dhubhra: "Hi Aunty."
Aunty: "Hi Shubhra."
Dhubhra: "Aunty... isn't it amazing how Deepa's aunt ran into that one family at the temple?"
Aunty: "Huh? Kya (what)?"
Dhubhra: "Aunty... that one family that's interested in Deepa and want to get to know her more..."
Aunty: "Ohhhh....... that! That Deepa tells EVERYTHING to you! But, that guy is not going to work."
Dhubhra: "Uh, why?"
Aunty: "The kundali doesn't match."
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Shubhra's hopes and dreams were then shattered, which inspired her to compose the following song. The video for the song will be made soon readers.


KUNDALI DOESN'T MATCH
Why why why
tell me why you get ma hopes high, why
mommy you said you knew best
got me thinkin about you
I thought you had the right signs
mommy said you was gonna be mine
you was cute, you were hot
I started to believe you was a good catch
and then mommy said KUNDALI DOESN'T MATCH
--- rap beats ---
kundali doesn't match y0 kundali doesn't match
you could've been a good catch
but oh well.. kundali doesn't match
now I be alone in ma room cryin, lock myself up, turned the latch
but what for when... kundali doesn't match
i swear if you found another, don't blame me if your love I snatch
yes I would do that..
but not anymore now that... kundali doesn't match
I thought we could make it, I thought my heart and yours would attach
but I can't believe this... now that kundali doesn't match
--at this point.. the rap beats are playing but the rapper is talking to the camera--
hey y0.. look.. I know they be tellin us over and over again
and I know y'all think that this be a mismatch
but I think we can work it out
I think we need a rematch
(we have a look at the guy and then the rapper has an epiphany)
nah it's cool... shoot! thank GOD! KUNDALI DOESN'T MATCH
peace out y0!


- Deepa and Dhubhra

Yet another mind blowing conversation...

...Another important conversation took place on IM while at work a couple of days ago... enjoy.

me: i'm done with my boba drink.... well, almost done... only 6 boba pearls left...

me: 4 left

Dhubhra: geez

Dhubhra: still drinking it?

me: 1 left...

Dhubhra: I would've been done by the time you dropped me off

Dhubhra: sigh

me: all gone... :((

Burning Crusade

Haven't posted in awhile (sorry, Shubhra)... the user interface isn't very user-friendly, imo. I couldn't figure out how to post a new topic from the main page -_-.

Anyways, does anyone play WoW/Burning Crusade? For those that don't, I can provide free 10-day trial accounts :). However, it will involve a lot of time to download (a few days)/install (about half an hour or so). I'm planning on picking it up again after I graduate (sometime in June) and creating a new character from scratch. That will make it nearly a year w/out WoW for me since I quit last year :O. It's too addicting! I would post some screenshots, but unfortunately, the ones I took in the past kind of suck.

Dedication

To the Virginia Technical University members

We deeply regret the loss and pain that all of you have experienced.

We graduated from a university not so long ago. And as recent grads, we always look back on our campus lives and think of many significant moments that made us appreciate our college life.

Events such as getting to our dorm room for the first time, making friends, listening to our professors scare us about how we are now in the real world, graduations and so forth have shaped our lives. College was a place where time, thought, opportunity, freedom were limitless. Universities are temples where we are actually truly allowed to and given an opportunity to seize the day.

There are a lot of things to be learnt from this recent experience. Inspite of the huge loss, we still hope that students from V.Tech and other college goers around the world can make the most of their years in their respective universities. We wish you all the best in these difficult times.

Best,
Us.

Did we and Are we learning from all of this?

The tragedy at Virginia Tech has left us dumbfounded and many of us are hardly able to comprehend the events that lead to this calamity. Once again I am led to be cynical, thanks to the media... 3:40 pm I get an alert from MSN messenger (not my choice of messenger, sadly that's what people at work use :( ) and as I click on the link I see in front of me, (I will not provide the link first of all, I can assume many of you already saw the article), well what can you say?? They got their coverage they got the documents sent to them by the killer discussing his issues and his videos and pictures about how effed up his mind is. Of course! let's run a front cover story on the mofo that just killed 32 people, and leave a little link somewhere in the 2 page article about the profiles of the people who died. Two pages so we can all see the mofo posing with guns and know what his issues were, and not a paragraph on the front cover about who these innocent victims were. I guess I am wrong in thinking it's a little more important to focus on how the ones who are wounded are doing or what those people who got shot were all about... but no
let's celebrate the shooter, the darker story. What will we learn from it? How will it make things better? Should people now be wary of loners? of Asians? How can you say that someone who wants recognition after being in a similar state of mind as this killer will not pull off something like this to get it? This made me read that article written by Marilyn Manson, and before you criticize me for mentioning his name here, you might want to give this a read Better than reading about the killer So here's a chance let's talk about the ones who have passed, and about what we can do to help.

-Shubhra

Losing my virginity

No, this is not that kind of post, thank you.

I was feeling pleasantly flattered when I saw the message here asking me to blog for the guys here. I also remembered the groucho marx quote and smiled smugly to myself - after all this was the first time i had got an invite from someone i didn't know to blog for them.

This is it, i thought, the book deals, the lecture tours, the movies and the awards will follow. Lets not forget the royalties! heaps and heaps of royalties. even the illegitimate children of my dog can afford to take it easy and live a life of luxury. Aaah, life will be so sweet.

So then I asked the powers that be 'why me', which is when my conspiracy mindset kicked in.

There is some evil afoot here, a childhood wasted on Robert Ludlums (among many others things) teaches you certains things. You develop an instinct for smelling out conspiracies. Of course, sometimes you have to hit your head on one before you notice it, but what the heck we are not infallible.

And once i discover this evil conspiracy, masterminded by a monstrous megalomaniac, and defeat the powers of darkness - i will become a hero.

And then i will write a book.

And from there will follow the book deals, the lecture tours, the movies and the awards. And lets not forget the royalties! heaps and heaps of royalties. even the illegitimate grand children of my driver's dog can afford to take it easy and live a life of luxury. And life will be sweet again.

So bear with me as I hang around here and figure what's going on. We will talk about the last mile problem between mars and venus next

ps: Feel free to leave some clues in the comments if you know anything about this conspiracy(Enid Blyton and the Five Find Outers have taught me that clues are very important!)

Nothing Surprises Me Anymore

So when it comes to that time of the month... Yes, to menfolk that are reading this post... This post is about periods... Go ahead... I'll give you a couple of seconds to Log off. Or Turn off the system. Or Close the window. Cringe and Turn away in disgust. We understand... ~sigh~

See, a lot of women are just as disgusted when it comes to period. We usually have an inkling on when it's going to happen. We dread going to the restroom and making sure the period is here or not. We get signs such as cramps, back aches, lack of taste, severe mood swings, surprisingly increased strength. And to make things weirder, Always added this line to their maxi pads: Have a Happy Period.. And the wordings are written in a dreamy font that it takes you to a peaceful place... like a beach perhaps, or a shoe store. NOT!



Picture this... You're in a cramped restroom. Maybe the one at work, or at a movie theatre.. wherever. And you're trying to make the most of your space to remove the pad and attach it on. While unwrapping it... you hear the tear noise and what do you see? A thin film of paper wishing you a Happy Period!... ~longer sigh~

Do they even know what they're wishing to? When they say a Have a Happy Period, they are saying Have a Happy yelling at the world, hating the opposite sex, feeling pain down there, running to restroom due to increased water! Thanks for the regards Always! Gosh... is the maxi pad industry being ruled by men too? See, I'm not angry at Always's Marketing for trying. But I leave it to this: Is there ever such a thing as a HAPPY period?

See, this would FO SHO make me more happier. Instead of i-TV, apple should totally endorse the i-pad! Listen to your faves while on your period... tra lala... Don't you LOVE MadTV?

WTF is this?

**Please view the following trailer before reading this post**

Lo and behold… Here comes an exciting movie where a small town girl hits it big when a fashion guru thinks she has that exotic look. Girl innocently agrees to wear skimpy clothes and model around. Girl then falls in love with a guy who does not wish to take her for granted. Wow! Originality at its best… NOT!

Shubhra pointed me to the following trailer last night. All I have to say is: WTF is this about? Americanizing Shelley? What’s next? Indianizing Jennifer into Janaki? (Shubhra’s words.. not mine). Or Indian Born Ignorant Desi comes to a foreign country looking for opportunity, gets dissaPOOPointed? WTF?

Now, we have just HAD it with stereotypes। Upon watching the trailer, you will notice a few things। First the accent। FAKE! And not to mention annoying। Then come the stereotypes of the parents. Super traditional mummyjee and pappajee worrying about the aging of their daughter's youth. Moving on, there’s stereotypes about Indians living in America (ahem... what BCD again?). This is all just from the trailer people. Pukable!

Seems like Punjab is now located on top of the Himalayas.

"I'll go play with the goats." Who says that? Not to mention the pink fluorescent turban... I mean, that has not existed since Amitabh Bachan's comeback in Namak Halaal, which was not that fluorescent.

Oh, and note to everyone: girls do wear skirts in India. Just ask the sabzi wali (k! may be not her..) that comes by our house everyday to sell vegetables

. And what is so acceptable about Shelley when she is 'americanized'. Is this the trendy new word for assimilation?

All in all, if a movie is made (comedy, drama, thriller, whatever) in a direction where progress in society is a possibility, then we can welcome it with open arms. Fortunately, such movies have been made mind you. But we see movies such as this, that embrace typical stereotypes, and that makes us wonder, how far are we from a world where every race is defined entirely based on a particular trait:
Girls dress only traditionally in India and they need to be married before a certain age.
All homes in India have goats. We milk them and we play with them.
All Indians conform to corporate world by joining Information Technology..., or else they are doctors.

By looking at the trailer we obviously can't make out if shelley will turn back to Shalini. We are hoping (crossing our fingers and toes) that Shelley/Shalini will actually have the brains to realize that hollywoodizing yourself might not make the world into perfection. So there you have it, another attempt of throwing shit on the ceiling and seeing what sticks.
What the trailer did to our moods:

Ski Trip Log

What happened?	Why, When or where did it happen?
Dinner at La Victoria's	Cuz we were craving it
DWEM (Dead-White-European-Male)	game we played on the way to Reno, altercations that followed were DWEF (Dead-White-European-Female), DWAM/F (Dead-White-African/Asian-Male/Female)
Bubbles and Foam	Game that Deepa invented
Ultimate Dance Party '97	We broke it down in the car y0
Machiavelli	JJ's answer to any question asked for any game we played, he was not interested in our games, on our arrival to hotel, JJ finds "The Prince" book written by Machiavelli, strangely the name he had been chanting all along during the trip, coincidence ??? I know not.
Poker	Deepa was into it
A1 losing $20	He wanted to try out roulette
Texas hold 'em, we won $2	We weren't playing for money
Went to bed at 4am	Poker cont'd
Shubhra laughing hysterically	Texas and JJ were sharing the bed
Fresh Prince	Nothing else was on TV, it's always good to see Carlton dance.
Drove to Northstar	to Ski
Guy at the rental gave Deepa weird looks	his exact words were "did you bring anything at all??? (frustrated look)"Deepa had to rent everything including ski pants
Guy with boils around his ears	He was waiting in the rental line
Shubhra questioned R on everything Norway	Never met anyone from Norway
Chatty lawyers	They were discussing a case sitting opposite us on the lift on the way to Gondola
Ski Lessons	We needed them
B was sent off	He was too good for the lessons
Big fat burrito	is what we had for lunch, took us forever to find a place to sit
Random guy	As we got off the lift, some random dude asked Deepa if she could take his pics from our camera
Deepa's ski stolen and returned appropriately	someone took em and returned them to the rental
Couldn't walk down the stairs	Ski boots were really really tight
Whose shoes are these?!!	screamed the lady at the rental as she held up Shubhra's shoes, cuz they didn't have a tag, everyone at the rental knew what Shubhra's shoes looked like
Watched MIB	back in the hotel room
Deepa's eyes are red, glasses didn't help	Deepa wakes Shubhra up and forces her to look at her red eye while Shubhra struggles to catch some sleep
Deepa does yoga	Deepa ensists she must be in good shape before she leaves for the casino
Deepa and Shubhra complain about the bathroom	It was dirty
Sushi	took forever to get it, we were super hungry
Kids' area in the casino	who wants to lose money at Blackjack when we can easily win the stuffed toys at the kids' area
Whack-A-Mole	Shubhra is undefeated against other kids and their parents as she wins two teddy bears back-to-back only to exchange them with one big orange lion that shall be given to Texas
Other wacking games	Shubhra plays other games where she can whack stuff as she realizes she can win those easily
Anxiety Attack	Deepa suffers an anxiety attack as she finds herself surrounded with kids that have bucket full of tickets, waiting in the line to claim gifts, Deepa removes herself from the line, as she cannot handle the madness, Shubhra takes over
Dave notices Shubhra got an outdated gift	A figurine with a graduation hat and a message saying "Congratulations, class of 2000", he sighs at Shubhra's incompetence
JJ's present	Deepa and Shubhra give JJ a teddy bear they won (both JJ and teddy bear had a yellow tee-shirt on.. awwww.), it's cute therefore JJ does not want it, after repeated attempts he accepts the gift, the next morning the teddy bear is found in bed next to JJ
El Dorado	the casino Deepa and Shubhra walk into unnoticingly, not knowning all casinos are connected, they spot JJ and Texas, who ignore them since they are busy looking for a blackjack table
MAD TV	back in the hotel room, everyone enjoys a funny episode of MadTv, portraying something to the effect of the the dark side of i products, screeching Heidi Klum, the ferocious Yao Ming and a very distorted sketch of Condi Rice
Russell's on TV	Shubhra declares Russell's on TV, which surprisingly appeals to everyone so much that they get up and walk over to our room wondering if Russell is infact on TV only to find that it's Russell CROWE on TV.
Guys have left	The guys leave in the morning while Deepa and Shubhra are still getting there stuff together, only to discover A1 has left his ski suit in the room
Boomtown	it takes us 1.5 hours to get our food there
Hangman	D involves us in a game of Hangman, which is altered to various degrees (hangman with skii's on)
Shubhra loses Tic-Tac-Toe	it actually happened, don't know how
Deepa drinks Truckee river water	we stopped at the river to enjoy the scenery
Macarena	Deepa dances to macarena in the passenger's seat, while we are stuck in traffic, this disturbs the people in other cars around us
Stinkin' truck	everytime we stop in the dreadful traffic this one truck with the most unbearable stench passes by us....ugh, we speculate if it carries dead people
Guy walking on the freeway	apparently that one guy held up traffic for 2 hours
Sealand	A1, Deepa and Shubhra have discussions of philosophical nature during our trip back, the most fascinating is the one about Sealand.
Ferero Rochers	We finished 2 boxes of that candy during our trip
Lamborghini	there is one driving right next to us on our way back to Fremont, Deepa and I can't stop looking at it, and suddenly right when we least expect, it zooms past us with the craziest speed.

*Sigh* it was a fun trip