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...)