I just cant let go of my old template

back to using the old layout.

Interview Questions :D

A few days ago, I was telling A n P(over an e-mail) abt an interview I was supposed to conduct for the post of PPC Head. I was a bit nervous before taking the interview n this is what A said:

Re: U'll do a gr8 job.....just stick to the regular questions....u can also make it interesting by asking him:

a) if he can play the drums

b) head bang

c) into rock...even better hard rock

d) single with a 8 figure salary or knowing neone like that

hahaha I loved it. Totally loved it.

yeah, these are 4 great interview questions but for a different vacany.. :D

 

Finally a make over...woot!

Yay... I just love the brand new look of my precious blog.

What do you guys think?

I have been hunting for a layout since so long...phew! I still need to make a a few changes. I will complete that by tomorrow. K now I gotta get back to redoing this layout.

Catch ya later!

Suddenly I see...

This song is stuck in my head for what seems like a forever mode :-)

Hmmm suddenly I see...

That Kitchen is not that a bad place :D

Err I just realised that I tend to bring in the subject of cooking/kitchen in every post of mine even though my culinary skill is something I would rather not talk about. WEIRD.

K now back to the song. I just love it <3

Gosh, these kinda posts dont benefit anyone :D but still, you guys go listen to the song. This song kicks ass!

"She got the power to be

The power to give
The power to see"

Introspection: Day 2...Final Day... I have had enough :D

Ok... who was I kidding? This introspection is so damn boring...Iam too cool for this ;-)

And Iam really embarrassed about that "pushover" post. So embarrassed that I feel like covering myself in a blanket and not emerging from it ever again...lol.

I talked to P today. She is the cutest, sweetest, coolest and the bitchiest friend one could have =)) I also talked to A... these days she just cant stop smiling ;-) Talked to many more. So introspection is over and done with and the analysis is that...errr... is that...hmmmm... is that.... introspection sucks. Just have fun and be cool :-)

Introspection: Day 1

Well, as you all (meaning the 4-5 of you who are reading this) know, I am instrospecting self... you know.. my life in general and things here and there. For a few days, I wont be available on vodafone/gmail/FB/Orkut. Iam going to keep a low profile. I will of course go to work (cuz I have to!), travel alone, write to my heart's content (not limited to my sad blog), try my best to be lil more domesticated, and if I get time then may be read some books. These days Iam awfully busy and dont get any time to be alone. I dont want to get lost in a crowd. I dont want to sway from my priorities. I dont want to become someone else.

Fcuk..... that didnt make much sense, did it? :D

And today was day one of introspection.

Well, I didnt go to work today!!! I was very depressed yesterday and then in the kitchen while making cold coffee, I managed to cut my fingers using a cold coffee maker. Iam seriously an ass. My fingers still hurt. I guess Iam still depressed and sad. So today, I went and got some thick kitchen gloves cuz I dont want to burn/cut any body anatomy again. The skin on my left hand has already started peeling off cuz last week I managed to burn my left hand. This week its the fingers on the right hand. I need to buy protective gears for kitchen. Domesticity is a distant dream! But tell you what, Iam happy that Iam atleast trying and I think Iam doing a decent job. And momma, today over the phone, told me that she is proud of me... she thinks Iam making good efforts and is proud of me. Damn, I could weep :-)

I went to Vikhroli cuz I had some work at the bank. Well, in order to get those work done, I should have reached there before 1:30 P.M.but I reached at 4:30 P.M. So, dad just made quick phone calls from Kerala and here in Mumbai, the guys from that bank agreed to do it and gave me a real VIP treatment :D I even went to Can Heritage but couldnt visit Ajitha aunty and Sruthi. I still miss living there with my parents.From there I went to Dmart and did some shopping for the house.

Apart from this, I have been just thinking, analysing and blogging...well not online or on paper...everything was basically in my head :D So after a lot of thinking and contemplating, I decided to call up Amrita and tell her that Iam ok and wouldnt be available for some time. I have been screening Pooja's and Amrita's calls since yesterday. Iam yet to call Pooja. I dont think Iam ready for it now. I screened each and every call today.I answered only the calls from my family. This cant go on for long, I will have to start answering phone calls. BTW, Asmita and her friends had come home today. So its not anything like Iam hiding away or gone underground. Iam very much there and accessible :-)

At the end of the day, Iam feeling good but Iam already dreading how Pooja is going to react once I come of this recluse kinda thingy. Its not gonna make much of any difference to other friends cuz most of them visit me regularly.

It sucks to be a pushover!

Its freakin irritating....

Iam a pushover... yet at the same time, I dont have a care in the world, I do what I feel like doing. I dont try too hard to fit into the crowd but when it comes to the people I love, Iam an effin pushover.

I slowly will have to learn to speak up and say no to the people I love (if ever such situation arises).

Iam in a darn shitty mood. Iam introspecting self. Iam going on a recluse for god-knows-how-long. But the recluse does not include blogger.

What this girl wants!

1) I want to meet my parents. Now!

2) I want to meet my parents. Now!

3) I want to meet my parents. Now!

4) I want to meet my parents. Now!

5) I want to meet my parents. Now!

6) I want to meet my parents. Now!

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infinity) I want to meet my parents. Now!

Did I mention that I miss my parents like crazy and I want to meet them?

The real Re is back...wohoooooooooo

It feels so good to start blogging again! Well, I have so so so many things to write about. My life has become a roller-coaster ride. Many ups and downs, but sooooo much fun !

It brings you up slowly then shoots you like a rocket towards the ground
It twists you and it shakes you before it turns you upside down
You can't see what's around the corner
And you can't look back, so just live it up and feel the rush

Honestly speaking, it hasn't been that easy but it aint that bad either. I get little bouts of homesickness here and there but I guess that is bound to happen. Apart from that, everything is OK. I have some wonderful ppl around me and they have been treating me really well. And those who are being a pain, I dont give a damn about them...hahaha.

The best thing is that Iam getting back to being my true self. The real Rekha is back. My love for adventure, excitement, weirdness, sports and life-in-general is back. Yay! N yeah! So is my love for punk/rock/heavy metal. \m/

Thats it for now... details later.

P.S. I want my friends to start blogging as well, or should I say, start being active bloggers (many of them already have blogs) so that I dont feel like a loser blogging for self...hehehe. Common guys, I know you are reading this, n its high time to get out of your hiatus from blogging. And those who are reading my entries, leave a note ppl, show me some love :D

Ahhhh Domesticity!

Its been a week since parents shifted. I was supposed to visit kerala along with them but then I made them cancel my ticket. Since then, I have been living with my relatives and friends and will continue living with them untill one of my BFFs,Rucha, decides whether she wants to move out or not.
During this week, I have managed to surprise myself. I have become a lot more domesticated. Its official. Iam no longer the undomestic goddess. Iam on my way to become independent in every sense of the word...whoa. Its kinda miracle. Can you actually believe that these days I fix my own breakfast. I havent gotten far to cooking lunch but I will get there soon :D And moreover I do the laundry and cleaning even though there is a maid for everything. Iam an atta girl..yay! ok.... Iam not an atta girl but atleast Iam not that much a disgrace as I thought of myself to be... double yay!Now I have to convince my chef-to-be friend to give me some real cooking lessons. Hmm may be continental cuisine. At present its my cousin (younger to me by 5 years) who is giving me basic cooking lessons. At first, it was embarrassing.... err who am I kidding... Iam never embarrassed. I make a fool of myself on a daily basis and I love it...lol. Ok back to the cooking part, and today we are going to cook chinese. Btw,I even made gajar ka halwa... and it was yummy (if I may say so myself) :D.
The very first day of entering into the kitchen, I was really scared. I sent out a silent prayer to God for the safety of all the kitchen appliances. They have an ultra modern sleek kitchen here. Iam tech savvy, but when it comes to kitchen appliances, Iam really challenged. I prayed that the gas stove should be simple to use and the gas must already be turned on. You wont believe that I actually stared at it for a whole 5 minutes...lol. I mean , I had gasophobia in the past and I have burnt water,so it wont be difficult for me to burn some vessels or the entire kitchen :D. But being the atta girl that Iam (hehehe), I came out of that panic state soon and cooked without much difficulty. But then I happenned to spill water on the gas stove and because of that I couldnt turn on the stove for a while and that freaked me out. What if there is a gas leak?Nahiiiiiiiiiiiii.... of all the places, I dont want to die in a kitchen...lol.
But Iam seriously thinking of taking cooking lessons. And may be someday, I'll be able to cook a full course meal. Wow Iam transforming self to a career- oriented-independent-woman-of-substance-who-can-cook-a-mean-meal. ROFL.
Wishful thinking, eh?

Mixed emotions!

I guess this is going to be my last post from this house. Iam really excited about moving out and finally getting to be independent in every sense but there is a part of me which feels really sad. I dont really know why. Of course Iam going to miss living with my parents, but there is something else. So ten years in Can Heritage and it has been great. Iam definitely going to miss certain people from Heritage. Ahh there are so many memories. But then I believe its time to make some new memories, have some real fun and adventure. And its not as if I will never come back or I have to cut ties with my friends here. I will be attending the building functions and we are also planning a party during the month of Spetember/October. May be Ill blog about that later. I dont really have the time. I have been a little busy.

Can Heritage.... bye bye!

too-stunned-to-think-of-an-appropriate-title

Sometime in 2007, 3 IIM A graduates made headlines by turning down Rs 1 Crore job offers. Every major newspaper in the country covered their story. I remember watching (and re-watching) their interviews on Headlines Today. And guess what? I met all of them today and it was such a great experience. IIM A GRADUATES...whoaa... how cool is that! I talked to them for almost 3 hrs and Iam so happy that I got this chance. Their company is set up in Vikhroli and it is a very successful company. Iam meeting them again on this monday and Iam really excited about it. May be I should ask them some tips to crack CAT ;-) Cant wait for monday...la la laaaaaaa hehehe

Packing party!

I suck royally when it comes to packing. I cant even pack up a suitcase of clothes, let alone every stuff I own. I have been trying to pack since 2 weeks and I have managed to pack just a single box with DVDs and books. N worse, today morning, I unpacked that single packed box cuz a friend wanted to borrow some books. This is so not happening. I need to start packing up and by that I mean REALLY start packing up. So I have decided that Iam going to have a packing party. Iam going to call friends over, order takeaway food, play some loud music and pack up my things with their help. That should be fun.
I almost forgot to say this. Iam back to using my original blog template(as you can see). Make over plans have been put on hiatus (yet again!) untill I can come up with a decent xml template.

Get Set Go and Come back!

Seriously, time flies! Tickets have been booked. Parents are shifting within 3 weeks. I'll be visiting my native place with them for a week and then I'll be coming back. God, there are so many things to be settled and damn this Swine Flu threat... it couldnt come at a worse time!Mumbai has been kinda shut down for a week. So getting any important work done is almost impossible. But Iam really excited about visiting my Grandfather and sis. Chances are that other relatives will try every trick in the book to make me change my mind about staying back in Mumbai. N please send a search party for me if Iam not back in Mumbai by the first week of September... lol.

because I care!

"Intention and drive is what everyone has.
Procastination just lives in.
Some day - Ultimately everyone wants to make a change.
Is there someone to start today? Now?
To beat the drum and get it rolling ? ” - Anonymous




This is a very no-nonsense post just like the new look of my blog. I want to know if any of you would be interested in doing some volunteering work. Two of my friends are interested and we are planning to volunteer for Old age homes/Literacy camps/Eco camps/Cleanliness drives. And I already have two other friends who are diligent social activists. We are hoping to get started by mid of September. If any of you guys are interested in community service, then do let me know. Even a couple of hours in a month can make a huge difference. So, lets all pitch in and do our bit to help.


I must admit that a couple of years ago I wanted to get into community service cuz I thought that it would look good on my SOP. But then this time, I want to do it for the right reason. I want to do it because I care. I care about my country, the environment, my community, people, education and those unfortunate children who are not getting it, global warming, pollution and how it is affecting us, women in underdeveloped countries and religious extremism. Well, I also care about my family, friends, Brett Lee, my future, Man Utd winning the championship... errr so much for writing a no-nonsense entry :P

Packing up, Moving out!

I have started packing up. One box is taped and labelled and it took me effin 3 days to complete this task. It took me so long cuz I wanted to organize and pack my books first. But then, after putting two of my fave book in the box, my precious old diaries/journals caught my attention and I started wondering whether I should pack them or torch them? And then I started reading each and every diary. Phew.....there were 14 diaries in all. Had I known that destroying them would be such a pain in the ass, then I would have never mantained them. Or atleast, I would have used Desktop Diaries. It takes only 2 clicks to delete/destroy a desktop diary whereas it takes forever to destroy personal journals. Damn, I think Iam developing some kind of Diary-phobia in me. I cant stand the sight of personal diaries anymore. But I enjoyed reading them. I also came across some real embarrassing stories. I also found this letter which I had apparently written for Brett Lee when I was a love-struck kid..lol. It was more like a research and analysis report. It was 8 pages long. What the hell was I thinking then? Oh, I wasnt thinking.... I was in love with Brett Lee.... rofl. I was dumb, really dumb...hehehe. I even suggested him some better bowling actions in that silly letter. Seriously, Iam a certified dumb person. But then that letter was really funny. And thank God that I never got around to post that letter to Brett Lee. Apparently, I had written that letter after meeting him for the first time. Now, back to writing about diary-destruction business. Yeah so, after reading them, I decided to keep a few articles and decided to destroy others. I also read my entry on Scarlet Keeling's murder case and now Iam wondering whatever happenend to the case. I guess, I'll have to google it and find out.
So one box packed and many more to go. If only I knew the destination! LOL. But one thing is for sure, Iam not moving out of Bombay. More about that later. Just got back home an hour ago after throwing a surprise birthday party for one of my best friends. Iam really tired.
P.S.After a lot of marketing and PR (read bribing and threatening), my friends have finally started visiting my blog on a regular basis. T Shot is even toying with the idea of starting her own blog. So here is a shout out to all of my recent n frequent blog visitors: Vineeth, Praju, Abhie, Hetal, Rucha, Asmita, Rajesh, Bhushan and Pooja - thanks a ton guys. (Not that I had to bribe/threaten each oneof them.. just a fewof them :D)
P.P.S. Names have been changed for security reasons. And this was Bhushan's (name changed again :D ) idea.....lol

cant cook, wont cook!

Yesterday, I surprised myself! It happenened at 1 a.m. so, technically, that would be today. So at 1 a.m, I was awake and damn hungry. I went into the kitchen and thoroughly checked the kitchen cabinets and fridge for some food hoping that something would be there. But I was out of luck. I thought of waking up mom and asking her to prepare something for me but I was afraid that she would start (re)scolding me for my erratic eating habbits. I didnt have the guts to ask her to fix me something, so instead, out of fear, I woke her up and asked her to turn on the gas so that I could cook something for myself. Yeah, true, In my 21 yrs of living, I have never ever turned on/off the gas. Mom wasnt happy being woken up at 1.00 hrs and asked me why is that I cant work like the real world does. I didnt want to piss her off, so just nodded to whatever she said and then went into the kitchen and cursed my luck for having had to cook. I carefully turned on the gas the way mom had explained it to me. There was a major gasleak accident at my home when I was around 7 yrs of age and ever since that incident, I have been scared to operate the gas valve. But then I realised that turning on the gas isnt rocket science...lol. I made 3 Dosas and that too perfectly round Dosas. In the past whenever I tried making Dosas, the result was inedible. Not that I have tried too many times. Anyways, I was very thrilled by the "edible" result and then I went on to make a cup of coffee. And the best thing was that I didnt nibble while preparing food. That is what I usually do. If at all I happen to force myself to cook something, I tend to finish eating the food by nibbling away and by the time the food its ready to be presented, its half eaten. Yeah, Iam a real mess when it comes to Cooking and kitchen etiquette. The only good thing is that I like to do the dishes. I hate having a messy and unclean kitchen so even though I do not cook, I make efforts to keep the kitchen clean and yes, I love to do the dishes. And hey I almost forgot to tell you this, I even turned off the gas. Aint I really smart *wink* ? I was done eating by 1.45 a.m, After all this, I was really proud of myself that finally I cooked for myself while I was hungry (Usually when Iam hungry, I ask Mom to prepare something for me or I order takeaway) and also that I overcame my gasvalve-phobia. I decided to blog about it and leave a note to Mom in the kitchen describing about my little feat. But then as soon as I turned on my laptop, my mom came into the room and thought that I was wasting my time away on Facebook and confiscated my laptop and demanded that I go to sleep right away. Poor me, I didnt even get to tell her what I managed to do in the kitchen and I was so angry that I decided not to leave a note.
I guess thats just about it. I was just wondering what you guys must be thinking after reading this post. But trust me, I hate cooking to the core and Iam one of those people who swears by take away food. And I guess, Iam okay with that cuz I can fix a great sandwich and prepare the best cold coffee in the world :-)

SOS

My parents are about to book tickets to Kerala. I dont want to go back to that place. My mother and granny dont want me to go there either as they feel that it would ruin my chances at a glorious career. But my father doesnt want me to stay back in Mumbai. I love my parents, sister and extended family back in Kerala but I dont love the idea of shifting to Kerala. In fact, I loathe it! God, oh dear God, please dont make me shift to Kerala.

~ Dad is calling me for a small talk. Oh why do I get this feeling that this talk is going to be about my staying back in Mumbai?~

~After half an hour of discussion and debate with Dad, I think I have convinced him to let me stay back here on my own. Lets hope he doesnt change his mind otherwise I'll have to do this 'small talk' again.~

I guess, I need to stay calm and positive. Whatever happens, happens for the best, right?

The month that was!

Just when I decided that I would start blogging religiously, one of my friends totally burnt me alive on his blog. He thought it was funny, n I gave him a piece of what I thought. Then I kinda lost interest in blogging n now, here Iam, feeling bad for neglecting my blog for almost a month. But Iam sure that my blog is used to this feeling. After all, its not that I post stuff here every now n then.
Nothing much has been happenning in my life, so I really dont have much to write about. Well, I watched a few movies. I watched Angels and Demons, then I watched The Hangover and New York back to back and it was awesome. I loved The Hangover. Its such a laugh riot and my! Bradley Cooper is something else ;) New York is a decent movie and I enjoyed the second half more than the first half. Then I almost watched The Proposal...lol. What happened was that I was supposed to meet V at PVR. But then rain was pouring down and traffic was a bitch. So, I could only reach PVR exactly 2 mins before the movie started. The National Anthemn was already played and some advertisemnets were being aired. I waited outside for V for half an hour but she wasnt there. Then I got tired of waiting and went to crosswords and found this amazing book "The Undomestic Goddess"by Sophie Kinsella. I spent some time there and then came back home. So it seems that we both were waiting for each other at PVR but couldnt see each other. She wasnt carrying her mobile that day, so there was no way of contacting each other. Damn! That place is so huge that one may even get lost there. So, She waited for 1 hr and when she got bugged of waiting,she decided to watch the movie on her own even though she had already missed most of the first half. I must have been at Crosswords when she bought the ticket. It was really funny. We both were there, probably, within 1 min of distance from each other and still, couldnt find each other. And all this fuss because she wasnt carrying a phone. I really wonder how the world functioned when there were no mobile phones and internet. Scary! By the way, Iam planning to watch that movie tomorrow. Lets hope that I get to watch it tomorrow without any fuss. N oh that Book I mentioned earlier, The Undomestic Goddess, is really cool and the main character is so me. A good book for all the girls who work their ass off and have no breathing space in this crazy cunning corporate world (k... I got a bit dramatic there.. hehehe). Speaking about working women, I gave 2 interviews during last month and still dont know whether Iam selected or rejected. They are still interviewing candidates and havent zeroed in on anyone. Phew.... these people are seriously testing my patience. Iam on a resume sending marathon. I really hope that I find a decent HR job in Mumbai. Damn this stupid recession. Screw this shit! Companies are hardly hiring...argh! N if I dont find a job by Aug 15 (the ultimatum given to me by my parents has got nothing to do with Independence Day), then I will have shift to Kerala with my parents. After growing up in Mumbai, how can I shift to Kerala. Iam too much of a city girl. My friends are doing all the hard work for me and its really funny. Sagar is doing the house hunting for me and Bhushan and Pooja are doing the job hunt. My friends are soooo cool :-)
I guess thats it for now. Other than watching movies, reading books, playing scramble on facebook, enjoying weekends with my super-busy friends, and giving 2 interviews, I havent done much. Oh God, pls help me find a job and put an end to my misery.

Fit-n-fine again :)

Yesterday my Doc made it clear to my parents that I no longer need to be on complete bed rest. He says that I can start walking again but should be extremely careful not to put much strain on my legs. Thats is the best thing I have heard anyone say in a very long time. I have been limping for the past 2 months. In fact, it has been on-off limping for the past 1.5 yrs. I had kinda forgotten how it feels to walk without limping. AndI must tell you that it feels great to be able to walk without support.
So when T Shot called me up to say that she would be visiting me today, we quickly made plans to go out and have some fun. We went to NL and had a blast. Watched 17 again. The movie is quite entertaining. Later we went to crosswords located just opposite to the PVR. And I bought a copy of Lauren Weisberger's Chasing Harry Winston . Iam a huge fan of hers and I have read her other books (The Devil wears Prada and Everyone worth knowing). Iam pretty sure that this one is going to be a great read. And I totally agree with what Lauren Weisberger mentions in the book - A girl can never have enough shoes ;)
Later, we spent some time at the CCD outlet and had great fun. N yes, we did take some crazy pics and crazier videos. But I deleted those videos as the joke was on me... hahaha! I really wish she was into some MCA college in Mumbai Uni. We dont really get to see each other these days.
On our way back from the mall, we bumped into two buddies from degree college and started reminiscing about degree college. Those days were so much fun!
BTW, The movie-makers of 17 again should get their basic math right. If a 17 yr old guy gets a girl pregnant, then 20 years later how can the daughter be 17???

As I lay dying (from boredom)

Sports Injury + Pain = Surgery => Complete bed rest => Profound boredom. I cant take it anymore. Iam awfully bored. I havent done anything productive for the last 2 months and 2 months is a very very long time. Iam so bored that I just googled "Iam bored". I need help. Professional help. I need a shrink. Iam going to die from this most awful mental illness named BOREDOM.

As I lay dying,

I, Ms. wREck, a resident of Mumbai, Maharashtra, hereby make this fake Will and revoke all prior Wills and Codicils.

I leave all my precious books except for The Edge of Reasons to my sis. Iam taking 'The Edge Of Reasons' to the grave... That book is hilarious :)) Iam not ready to part with it, not even after my death...lol. My clothes are to be equally distributed amongst Pearl and Amy. They are gonna love me for this ;) I leave my imaginary sea-view apartment in South Bombay to my parents...LOL. On a serious note, what do I leave them? ohhh yes, I leave them some peace of mind :)) I expect my parents to take care of my medals and trophies. The autograph of Brett Lee is inside the book Edge of Reasons so thats going with me. The autograph of all other sportstars may be distributed amongst Ryan and AJ. Binga and Warnie will go to my niece... and Go, you better take care of Binga, he is my Jaan. The DVD of Dostaana goes to Payroll Queen so that she can ogle John Abraham's body and grin. Other DVDs will go to my sister. I leave the contact details (of all the good looking guys ) programmed to my cell phone to Payroll Queen . My laptop, mp3 player, cell phone and all other gadgets may go to anyone who wants them. My diaries are to be burnt and only Ruch may be allowed to read my diary before burning them so that after reading all the crap in it, she can laugh her ass off and call me a loser a million times. I also leave her my collection of sunnies, books on GMAT/TOEFL/IELTS and all those study abroad brochures. My Nike Shoes to no one.... I will wear them in the grave. All my accessories and make up things to my sis. I leave all my branded sports jerseys to T Shot aka Teddy Bear. My money in the bank to any elders home (that is if I havent already spent it). And if you guys need anything, then lemme know. I will go shopping and leave them to you :D

And I think I really need a shrink.

Messing around in Photoshop...phew!

Iam checking out some new templates for my blog but then the problem is that most of it doesnt support the widgets I use in my blog. Arghh its pissing me off. I must have tried like a hundred different templates. Now Iam even thinking of importing my blog to other blog platforms like wordpress or live-journal. I am currently creating accounts there so that I get to know which one is better. But apart from this widget-issue, I have nothing against blogger. It is easy-to-use and very user friendly. So may be I should have patience and just make a new layout pic using photoshop. But then I have been messing around in photoshop since yesterday and still havent comeup with anything cool. I guess, the other option is to try designing and creating a new template. By the way, I have finally realised that it is the content which matters and not the look of the blog. Haha good content by me = totally not possible..lol. Iam really tired of photoshopping and googling for templates. For the time being, I will continue using the same template but minus the layout pic. Makeover idea is going to be shelved.... thats not surprising cuz everyone knows how much I suck when it comes to "make-up" hehehe.

Make over time!

I want an extreme makeover for my blog. Though I really like my current blog layout pic, Iam kinda bored with it. I need help with some templates and layouts. May be I should ask Arun or Rucha. Iam going to take this blogging thing seriously. It would be really cool if any of my BFFs started their own blogs. Yeah, Rucha has a blog n its pretty good. But she hasnt posted anything for ages. BTW, my blog turned one on June 6th and I realised it today..hahaha.

Who is fakin' it?

The best thing about IPL2 is the fake IPL player. I read some of his posts and oh boy! he is hilarious. He has a nick name for almost everyone and I was surprised that he didnt have any for Shiikhar Dhawan and Virat Kohli. And these nicknames have become quite a hit. Here is a look at the infamous nicks.
Vinnie Dildo - Shah Rukh Khan
Big Sister - Shilpa Shetty
Babli - Preity Zinta
BubLee – Brett Lee
Kishen Kanhaiyya - Ravi Shastri
Sandy Baddy Babe - Mandira Bedi
Lord Almighty - Ganguly
Sheikh of Tweak - Shane Warne
Bevdaa - Jessie Ryder
Calypso King - Chris Gayle
Mr. Batlivala - Vijay Mallya
Prince Charles of Patiala - Yuvraj Singh
Little Monster - Sachin Tendulkar
Pedophile Priest - Gilchrist
Little John - Ishant Sharma
Kaan Moolo - Ajit Agarkar
Appam Chutiya - Sreesanth
Meera Bhai - Harbhajan Singh
Bhooka Naan - John Buchanan
My mother wouldnt be too pleased to hear about the nick he developed for Sreesanth. She is very true to her Mallu roots and though she doesnt like his attitude on the field, she is always rooting for him. I didnt quite enjoy his version of the Bunty aur Bubbly Song. I have had a huge crush on Brett Lee during my teenage years and always dreamt of marrying him one day :P . The joke on joker (Meiyang Chang) is really funny. I feel that Chang should just stick to singing and leave the hosting part to professionals. Every entry is hilarious and will have you in splits. This blog has been far more entertaining than the IPL 2 tournament so far.
It would be interesting to finally find out his real identity. But then I really dont care who the blogger is as long as he keeps us posted about the IPL inside stories ;) For those few who still havent viewed this blog.. here's the link - http://fakeiplplayer.blogspot.com/
Happy reading guys!

Kahani mein TEAR... err I mean TWIST :P

Its super fun to consider your life as a movie and I have always considered mine to be a chick flick... independent single city girl who is damn intelligent, fun to be with, someone who has a thriving career and she is very happy with her life and blah blah blah [by the way its all fictious LOL].

And then comes the kahani mein tear.. err I mean twist. In my movie, the villain is a "ligament tear" which occured 3 Mumbai marathons ago. The leading lady (aw thats me :-) ) has to quit her job, cancel her plans of moving out on her own, get a surgery done, take complete rest for atleast a month and till then worry about an uncertain future. And to add to the woes, she will have to give her PG exams while going through this trauma :(. The lady is upset and asks God "Bhagwan, why me?". [some what the truth]

Now after putting her through this testing time, Bhagwanji decides to go easy on this lady. He gives her a much much ,much better job which actually offers her some salary rather than just pretending to pay her like what they did in her previous company (Boss if you are reading this - This is just dramebaazi :P). The lady finally gets to move out to a nice little apartment (location: anywhere in between Lokhandwala-malad). She is now totaly recovered and shall have no need to worry about her leg. And when the results are out, she is totally surprised to know that she has cleared all her exams with a first class (yay!!!)
[Wishful thinking... pls God let this be true]

A Semi-Independent City life!!!!

The next two months are gonna be really hectic. My sister n family are visiting us in May to celebrate my 21st birthday and their 5 th wedding anniversary (My sister got married on my 16th bithday!), my PG exams are starting from 26 th of May, and then I'll be moving out by June first week. There are tonnes of things to be done and to add to all these, Iam going through a "I-hate-my-job" phase. Over the past few days, my parents have been asking me to get all the pending and important work done.. like geting my Passport & Voter's card ready, start sorting out the mess and junk which I have passionately been collecting since chidhood (lol) and most important of all - zero in on a house/hostel. The last one shouldnt be difficult as there are many working women's hostels and houses for rent in Mumbai city. The trouble for me would be in deciding what to keep and what to throw. I have emotional attachment to certain things.. actually hell a lot of things. But it would nt be possible to pack them all. And what about my mini library? I have some-hundreds of books and the collection is my "treasure". And also what to do with all my trophies and medals, the greeting cards, gifts.. .oh my God! It is definitely gonna be a testing time trying to decide what to keep and what not to. How the hell am I gonna let go of my old things? And will my parents throw away the things I dont pack with me? I bet they will. My mom is super-excited about finally getting my room cleaned (hehe). Living with parents is fun, secured and convenient but now its time to move out, be more responsible and face the world independently. Dad hates the thought of me living alone here. He would be the happiest if I moved back to Kerala with them. But Iam not ready for that. Its time for me to step outside my safe life, explore the world, make a career, be something and live life exactly the way I want to. It is not gonna be easy to be away from them. Though living on your own sounds very cool there are so many responsibilities when you dont have your parents with you. There will be a dozen things relying on your action. Ahh not to forget the payment of bills. Your diet could go for a toss and how the hell are you gonna balance your work, uni and your personal life. But the worst one is how terribly you are gonna miss living with the people you love the most.

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Here I am doing a 10-7 job (which is more like 10-10), studying on weekends (not really though its high time that I took my studies seriously), house/hostel hunting (read Googling and Just Dialling) and spending way more than what I earn (help needed)! I am messing it up, I know. But I hardly have the time. I take my work damn seriously. My career is the only thing I don’t kid about. And my work demands most of my time. By the weekend, I am beat and don’t feel like doing anything apart from those fun activities. But there are a lot of things to be settled on the personal front. I need to start looking out for a house ASAP. Parents are shifting to Kerala by July first week and I will be moving out by May end. I am still not clear what exactly I’m looking out for. I want to rent a house but that’s gonna burn a hole in my pockets because the area I prefer are Versova and Lokhandwala and in those areas a HK flat will cost me at least 20K per month. So a hostel seems to be the ideal solution but then in a hostel there are going to be many restrictions and I am not that good in following rules and regulations. I have a list of hostels with their address and phone numbers (thanks to Google and Just Dial). I gotta call them and then visit them. I am secretly praying that my parents don’t shift to Kerala till September end. On October 2nd, I will be completing 1 yr in my present company and the 1yr employment agreement that I signed during my joining will no longer be valid. I can then look for a job which offers better sal. I love my company and my team but the sal sucks. Being a shopoholic that I am, I hit rock bottom by month end.. And a better sal would up my chances of renting a house rather than moving into a hostel. But I don’t really think that my parents would wait till October. They are longing to go back to their native place. They have been away from their home for a very long time and unlike me they just love that place. “nammude veedu, nammude nadu” That is how they put it. At times I really wonder how they can permanently shift to Kerala. Thank god that they have stopped trying to convince me from moving there along with them. The truth is that I have a career to make and that is my top most priority. I don’t want to risk my career by moving back there. I also have my PG studies here in NM. That is another thing I don’t have time for. I have no clue how Iam gonna manage my studies along with work. Assignments have become a pain and I have had to cancel all my weekend plans so that I could type 4500 words on Indian Economy. I have not studied a word on Indian Economy after leaving school. And I don’t remember a thing I studied in school about our Economy. This course is harder than I thought of it to be. Thank God that I have a dad who knows everything and anything. That is how fathers are. They just know it all . Well that reminds me I have 1500 words left to complete one of those assignments. I better stop writing random stuff and get back to my precious 20 marks. Wish me luck!