Yeah, whatever

Havent been coming to the blog world for quite some time now. So I would like to apologize to the couple of people who MIGHT have missed my blog. I have not been keeping well for a couple of weeks now. Ya know, high fever, body aching it feels it is gonna shatter in 10000000 pieces, then the cold, sore throat and the works. Been fun actually (see the sarcasm dripping, people!)

And I have been shifting apartments. I never realized how much stuff I have. It is so messy.

Also, I have been extremely upset. My two closest people are leaving the city. My sister is graduating and leaving this city next Sunday and my closest friend from college (we have been roomies for the past 4 yrs) is getting transferred to some god forsaken place and she is leaving tomorrow morning. So basically I have been trying hard not to cry like a baby. I can see the days of me eating a tubful of chocolate icecream ALONE coming closer. It will be worse than Valentines Day. Oh god!

So I have been in this "yeah, whatever" mood for quite sometime and I have come to 2 conclusions:

1) This city does NOT suit me, so I NEED to get transferred.
2) I HAVE to get transferred.

Ooh I had a meeting with my Area Director Sales and Marketing and he said I will get transferred in July hopefully, so I am in the process of putting up a calender of 16 weeks on my cupboard and strike out one one day. How exciting is my life!???

Tap Tap Tap! = Shoes and a touch phone

I went to Bombay last week. It has been the most fruitful trip EVER from the time I have shifted out of that city. So I went shopping. I wanted "they-r-in-your-face-and-also-hurts-your-eyes-so-much-they-make-u-wanna-go-blind" coloured shoes. Ya know, the kinds which shine in the sun and are the first things you spot in the midst of a Bombay crowd? So I went from shop to shop to shop on Sunday and did not find ONE single vibrant coloured shoe which fit my feet. Yeah I have big feet which is a boon cuz no one can then borrow my shoes. Ha! But anyway, I went to this one shop wherein to console myself I bought my first ever pair of flats with my own money, babay! (Note: I am not a big flats person). But they r too cool, but as I have to embarrass myself EVERYWHERE, while paying I managed to drop whatever was kept on the counter and when I turned to leave after hurried apologies and "no problems ma'am" and the payment, before I took any step I tripped on the carpet in full view of the already present customers and the ones coming in. So while my friends were busy laughing, I had already made myself scarce from there. I surprisingly managed to remain +ve even after not finding shoes of my liking and ended up with a pair of orange shoes and red shoes.

I needed a business phone or at least a phone through which I could send business cards and stuff. 'cuz the one I had was a 2nd hand one from my YOUNGER brother (isn't it supposed to be the other way round?) which was probably a decade old and this is being said without any exaggeration and/ or hint of sarcasm. To make a call by pressing the green button twice took me 10 mins. So I whined and complained about it as much as I could and ended up with an HTC or probably it was a way of asking me to kindly keep my trap shut. So its this PDA thingy and its with this stylus thingy which means I have to touch the screen and all to make calls and send msgs and information. Its so BLOODY cool!

Yeah so I have been tapping away. (That is with the shoes and the phone. Hence, the title.)

"Don't drink and come near me"

I should probably hang a billboard with this message and go to each and every party where I know guys are bound to get drunk. Let me explain and tell you how the cycle works and you will have to trust me as I manage to attract drunk losers in herds like there's no tomorrow.

Ok you go to a party wherein the crowd:
Scenario 1: sucks
Scenario 2: is good

If its scenario 1, then no need to worry every1 will get attracted to you be it a guy or a gurl.

If its scenario 2, which, FYI, invariably happens to me, the party will be something like this. There will be these extra hot girls (god knows from where they come) and these 'nothing' guys. No need to mention about the good guys as they will already be making out with someone hot. So when you enter the party, they will look at you and start rating you in their heads. Guys and girls alike. Guys will not know what rating to give, and the girls on the other hand will have a smug look looking at an inferior species. These guys will try their luck, will give their best effort with these hot women; And as everyone knows, women like to play a leetle hard to get. The hot ones will be playing harder to get, these guys will be buying them drinks or whatever it is they do to turn up their charm (I dont know 'cuz I have never experienced). Guys keep on drinking, women keep on ignoring, people like me keep on looking wistfully. So these women go home with some other guys, these guys come over to people like me 'cuz they are so drunk they think people like me are fucking HOT and why did they NOT notice us before! But people like me who are so depressed, do not drink that much to see what those guys are seeing and then try to push them away and wonder what will happen to their lives.

So there are 3 morals to the story:

• Look Good
• Drink like a fish
• Kill all the good looking women

hmmmmmmmmmmmm

Yup you guessed it right! I AM humming to this song in Slumdog Millionaire: 'Latika Theme'. I loved the movie. I actually fell in love with Dev Patel but I think the credit should go to everyone who was involved directly/ indirectly in making of this movie. I am a big book buff, so I will definitely read the book and get back with the review. Now back to the movie.

It is no wonder that it has done so well everywhere in the world and that we Indians were eagerly awaiting the premiere what with our buddies telling us the story after seeing the pirated version. The songs, the music, the direction, the acting, screenplay, diaogues were simply brilliant! I couldn't spot one tiny, minuscule flaw in the movie.

What I simply, totally fail to understand is, what the hell is wrong with everybody? If you didn't like the movie that much 'cuz you thought it was a leetle depressing its definitely understandable. NOT when you say its an insult to Indians or we are being projected as beggars or an underdeveloped third world nation crap. I am sorry but whatever was shown in the movie was shown as a matter-of-fact "I was born in the slums and this is how my life was". There are slums, so there ARE slums! No one can do anything about, yes unless and until the stupid wannabe critics are ready to do something. It was a simple story, told very simply in a matter-of-fact-and-its-the-truth-what-the-hell-will-you-do-about-it.

Final verdict: Get yur arse right there to the movie theatre and see the harsh truth and fall in love with everyone.
oh yes! and also start believin in your destiny. I am taking time to believe in mine though 'cuz its so weird, its unbelievable!

Work! Work! Work!

I am at work! So this is going to be a very short blog! The thing is I do not want to get caught. 'Cuz if I am then before my Mgt Training gets over, I will be thrown out.

Yeah my comp is not free so cannot check my official mails. Hence, this gives me and excuse to waste time. I am sure all of you reading this have no work either on a Saturday morning.

ok i gotta go now! will be coming up with something soon!

Addendum: Shoes (noun)- Comfort Stuff

Yup, some changes to the below post.

The 11th point (for Advantages of shoes over clothes) goes for stilletos AS WELL AS the male species.

Reasons why shoes are better than men/ boy friends:

1. Though both of them give you pain and agony, shoes do NOT do it on purpose.

2. Shoes have no say in the relationship you share with them.

3. Shoes are ALWAYS at your feet (like they have choice).

4. Shoes always taste the dust AT your feet.

5. Shoes look up to you.

6. Shoes have no choice BUT to do as you please. (Best part is you don't even need to say it)

7. No matter how you feel shoes will always support you and understand your pain.

8. Shoes are NOT immature.

9. Shoes do NOT get jealous when you fall in love with other shoes.

10. Shoes accompany you for shopping without complaining. (Hey, they are part of your shopping anyway)

Do I need to give more reasons to everybody now as to WHY do I love the things to be worn in the feet? That's it! I am switching careers!

In a few years, actually.

Shoes (noun)- Comfort Stuff

Yes, this is the question I frequently (read: ALWAYS) ask whenever I go to buy any sort of clothing to cover my extra large surface area. I might as well shop in the Junior section. Whats the difference anyway nowdays? What is the world of clothing coming to? I am sorry but the free sized clothes just, well, plain suck! and I refuse, simply REFUSE to shop in those stores which advertise for bigger clothes. I am not THAT big nor am I small. Where the hell does that leave me? And people FYI, a person like me. Does. Not. Lose. Weight. In. One. Night. So I find solace in shoes. Ah! That word just makes my heart skip a beat. When you finally see a perfect pair of shoes you just know in there (in your gut) that this is it. This is the one. You feel clammy. Heart beats faster. You lose your appetite. Then when you come home and try them on you do not feel like removing them and letting the whole world know about your new found love by shouting from the rooftops and posting pictures of you with them, ALL OVER! You DO realize I am talking about shoes/ stilletos. And I was describing MY feeling. I do happen to have a back problem in which I am forbidden to wear anything more than one inch. I burst into tears on hearing that. I mean, people are just mean. They are my love. If I ask them to give up something they love for sometime they will throw a godforsaken fit. But I composed myself. My shoes are gonna feel lonely, but finding shoes for me is a challenge on its own. You see, my shoes size is bigger than most people, but when I find them I feel all of the above.

Advantages of shoes over clothes:

1. After a certain age you will never outgrow them, no matter what.
2. Even if you grow width wise, your shoes will support you.
3. They are instant "pick-me-up's" (if you know what I mean, hyuk hyuk!).
4. They look good.
5. The free sized ones are not hideous.
6. You do not feel embarrassed shopping for bigger size.
7. They make your (read: my) large sized shapeless clothes look really hot and sexy.
8. They make your legs look AWESOME. You yourself cannot take your eyes away from them!
9. They give you height.
10. You can use them as weapon against those godforsaken-we-have-no-work-but-to- irritate-you eve teasers and lechers.
11. Really hot ones cause envy in the female species.

Sometimes looking good takes precedence over style. Well, for me its most of the time. I have shoes which make my feet feel as if they are on fire after an hour of wearing them. What do I do? I wear the rest of the evening. I run in my stilletos (when I am drunk obviously). I jump in them. I dance in them. I can marry them if that was allowed and legal! Oh God!

Ok I gotta go and put on some shoes as I am just stepping out. Thats my favourite part of dressing up, by the way!