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Thursday, July 27, 2006


ek tag

I said... i cannot drive, but I can!!

I want to... study

I wish... I wasn’t so fickle minded

I miss... having someone in my life

I hear... they don’t make them like that anymore

I wonder... mmmmmm

I regret... being queer

I am... immodest but down to earth

I dance... only when I am sloshed

I sing... under my breath, all the time

I cry... a lot, these days

I am not always... right and I detest admitting it, sadly

I write... cheques, and so hate it

I confuse... achievements with happiness

I need... to be told I am good, all the time

I should try... but not too hard

I finish... with a clean slate

I get turned on by . . . achievers, self-made people

I seek . . . simplicity

I won’t . . . cook ever again

I shouldn’t . . . buy a new phone

I confess . . . I love item numbers

I claim . . . to have been there, seen it all, but I soooo haven’t

currently playing in my head: karte hai hum pyaar mr.india se
currently on my player: namak isk ka and beedi

Tuesday, July 25, 2006


shut window in pondi...

Monday, July 24, 2006


monsoon blues

Carrie: Later that day I got to thinking about relationships. There are those that open you up to something new and exotic, those that are old and familiar, those that bring up lots of questions, those that bring you somewhere unexpected, those that bring you far from where you started, and those that bring you back. But the most exciting, challenging and significant relationship of all is the one you have with yourself. And if you find someone to love the you you love, well, that's just fabulous.

Saturday, July 22, 2006


anorther Rue in pondi

Tuesday, July 18, 2006


my pondicherry album

Friday, July 14, 2006


my work life

Thursday, July 06, 2006


Does the world need Superman?

While my city is washed off all its sin, I sit in the comfort of my house, sipping hot coffee and watching films, eating away like there was no tomorrow. So when I ventured out to watch Superman, I realized it rained last night. Since i couldn’t get to Bandra (my friends do not come to ‘this’ part of the city, you see) and had to turn back from water-logged juhu, I decided to make the most of the evening. Found my way to a theatre close-by. Went to Landmark to kill time before the show and landed up buying books, even though I shouldn’t hv. Alas.

It was like the weather. Damp. Ofcourse the romantic in me loved it for its Fantastic moments. But other than that, I think it was a downer. It missed everything one expects fro a super-hero flick. I think spiderman wins hands-down in this regard. The self-conscious Brandon Routh looks awesome as Superman, but that’s about it. No one is particularly inspiring. However, an over-the-top kitty and her eccentric role is funny, albeit tiny. So, does the world need Superman Returns? I think not.

Katha Collage 2
Motley’s collage of stories was a sheer treat. Premchand’s Shatranj ke Khiladi and Bade Bhaisaab were potrayed fabulously by the Motley cast. I am strange, I have always drawn parallels between Orwell and Premchand.The third katha has Naseer himself. Immanudin (Naseer’s son) was a sheer treat in the first katha. A controlled performance is how I could best describe it. Great comic timing and fantastic body language. After the longest time, I saw an authentic Hindi play (not just the language but also the sensibility). Was ashamed that my hindi is so rusty. I really need to work on it. I used to be very good at it school. Sigh. And I wonder why no one these days wants to learn hindi. Why this mad mania to learn firang languages? I mean, its perfectly fine, but not one person wants to perfect his/ her hindi? Strange.

Mumbai ka haal behaal
Why are Indian news channels so bad? So lame, lazy, crude and disinterested? And so many of them! We could so do with one good news channel. I think NDTV was rather nice, in the good old days when it has begun.

I think italy should win the world cup. I was very happy to see germany lose 2-0 to italy. Wish the matches were at a better time though. Even an hour earlier would have helped. I think I want to watch the next few matches on a big screen with a large pitcher of beer and eye candy.

While we are at ‘eye-candy’, I couldn’t help but notice… theres just more of it all around in the rains, na? It cant be my imagination, it just cant. I was waiting for a friend at the local bakery yesterday. While it poured, I stood out side with my old umbrella (you don’t get umbrellas in Bombay anymore, Benetton says they will get them in August, ok?) and looked at this stranger under the awning of the bakery. Eye contact. Prolonged eye contact. The usual ‘checkin-out’ business. Ever so slight hint of a smile. I turned away. Turned back to look. Eye cntact again. I rolled my eyes. Looked away. Looked again. And so on. There was something immensely nice about this innocent encounter. Made me happy. The stranger stubbed the cigarette and walked away. I wish I smoked. Asking for a light is such a corny but simple ice-breaking line, na? I think smoking is good, it is. So while I decided to walk away too, we kept turning around over and over again to see if the other was looking too. It was too sweet, if you know what I mean. But then after a point I had to stop, I got almost run over by a wretched bus. Bitch. Hmpf.

Am going to be pro-active and date. Am dying to go out there and date. Its been a while. A good date, some intelligent conversation (sometimes I can, you know) and some good place to just sit and talk, talk, talk. The subtle possibility of it turning more meaningful.

Gyaan for the Day

Maria: You call this a relationship?

Samantha: Well, it's tedious and the sex is dwindling, so from what I've heard, YES!

Monday, July 03, 2006



Stanford: Before I tell you, you have to promise not to judge.

Carrie: Do I judge?

Stanford: We all judge. That's our hobby. Some people do arts and crafts; we judge.

Saturday, July 01, 2006


As much as you can

Even if you cannot shape your life as you want it,
at least try this
as much as you can; do not debase it
in excessive contact with the world,
in the excessive movements and talk.

Do not debase it by taking it,
dragging it often and exposing it
to the daily folly
of relationships and associations,
until it becomes burdensome as an alien life.

-Constantine P. Cavafy (1913)


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