"Upto U"!

That is one sentence I HATE. Simply hate. Hate - [hayt]- Something you detest or well, hate. I am very indecisive by nature. So when I am confused about something like "Should I eat first and then drink or should I drink first and then eat?" or more important ones like "Which shoes to wear? The cherry red ones with ultra high heels or the cherry red ones with ultra low heels or the maroonish red ones?" I usually ask some people, a.k.a. my friends (apparently) and the answer they give is "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing" Hellow! If I was to know what am I supposed to do in life I wouldn't have asked an answer to these earth-shatteringly-world-and-my-life-are-coming-to-an-end questions! Most of my friends (apparently) usually have this "choose the right answer" thing going on when I ask them something. The options are as follows:

1) What?
2) Upto u!
3) Seriously?

Now knowing how indecisive I am (please read above) how the hell am I supposed to tick the right one?! Now if you ask me something reeeally important like "Should I have a cheese pizza or pepperoni and cheese pizza?" or "Where should we eat Chinese? From that place which serves excellent chicken fried rice or that place which serves event awesomer chicken fried rice?" and I was to say "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing", wouldn't I be in your hit list? Of course I will be. Hence, help your friends (apparently) make this world a happier place.


Now I am in the mood for making "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing" an illegal sentence. 'Course there are gonna be clauses to that. You CANNOT say "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing" to the President when he has to make decisions, right? You CANNOT say "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing" when a serial killer is staring at you right in the face. You CANNOT say "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing" to your plumber. And you CANNOT say "Upto u! Whatever you are comfortable doing" if your friend asks for suggestions on her hair colour and the likes! So it HAS to be made illegal. But it can be legal whenever your annoying boss asks you something equally annoying, or to that bitch who set to make your life miserable no matter what you say or if the guy/ girl you love are deciding which movie to go for. So there ARE obviously gonna be clauses before all of you die of shock and it will be all my fault.



So you think I should go for an appeal!


No wait! Do NOT answer. I know what some sadists like you would like to say.

Time for class!

Nope, not back in school. I wish I was though. After working I realize how much I would luurve to go back and study. Aanywaaaay. I had a very learning weekend. I fell down the stairs and have a few broken parts but no, before you ask, I didn't hit my head nor did the stairs break. Everything is fine and dandy! I saw "He is just not that into you" and the "The Ugly Truth". Why you may ask? Fuck knows why! Please pardon me while I go and wipe my tears.

Ok. Deep breaths. Life really and truly sucks. If, what they say in those movies is true then it is a miracle that I haven't jumped from my building's terrace and am still sane.

3 day vacay.....

..... if you can call it that. Yes, I was out of town for THREE days. Yes, I was NOT in Bombay for THREE days. Yes, I was in Goa for THREE days! (Hah! you losers!) Sorry, got a bit carried away there. I had a blast most definitely. Though the trip was a leetle too short for any "r" of rejuvenation to take place but what the hell? Anything miles away from your work place can instantly put you in a MUCH better mood, eh? I stayed with my BFF (sigh! I wish that was like a BF). Awesome apartment I should say! It was a 120 degrees there. So put on sunblock and away we go................. She rides the bike pretty well considering that she breaks like a kilo meter before a speed breaker or a bump. I shopped a lil. Ate A LOT. Actually, went a lil insane eating sea food. Can't get enough of that! Now I am back to work. I was so upset coming back that I almost cried a little. No jokes! And here I was thinking I had more dignity than THAT! Today was my day back at work Left the office sharp at 1800 hrs to catch "New Moon". What. A. Movie! That lady has THE 2 most perfect men in the world fighting over her. They have one flaw each tho. One is a vampire (a vegetarian one at that. Which means he does NOT eat humans, duh) and the other is a werewolf. But who the hell cares about a tiny thing like that when they are ready to literally tear themselves apart for her. Ooooooh! Makes me feel like such a loser. I mean are men blind?????????? I have a question to the men in the blog world. What does it take to make you like a girl?????? Is the body? Does she have to be skinny? Does she have to love football and be a lil more like "a guy"? Does she have to be overly sensitive and in need of some support? What? What? I am tearing my hair out everyday here trying to make sense of all this.

Ok I am tired thinking about all this. Let me go and get like a hundred thousand winks while you guys answer me. What say you?

I just realized that I have again digressed from the topic here. When you have a flitting mind like mine.....

Where is that damn chocolate when I need it!

What I feel!

Don't you "yawn" at me or this title! Yeah lots of things going on right now. You know like a turmoil of emotions and shit. So, drunk (not EXACTLY drunk) after beer? Check. In my fuzzy socks? Check. Alone? Check. Counting the hours left for me to sleep? Check. A body of boiling blood? Check. Yeah you read THAT right. No, I am NOT having a sick psychotic-oh-my-God-I've-finally -gone-over-to-the-dark-side-'cuz-of-work experiment. I am talking about moi. After beer a few of us went for coffee and I am sure you know how the conversation jumps from one topic to another without any random connection. So the topic finally rested on 26/11. I literally have absolutely no words to describe what I am feeling at the moment. I am sure you will understand. I do NOT understand the objective behind killings. If you justify it by saying "Religion" I swear to God I will take my highest and my sharpest heel WITHOUT a freakin' heel cap and beat you to death. This answer is EXTREMELY laughable. Though I am not in a mood to laugh, I will do so anyway.

10 mins later.......

Laughter IS the best medicine! Oh where were we? Yes, on that laughable reason. I do NOT understand the logic of some people from the SAME effing industry being so callous. i do NOT understand that lone terrorist being held for trial. Take the bloody answers and castrate him. Without anesthesia. I do NOT understand losing people because of some retards. I do NOT understand kids being orphaned. I do NOT understand people losing their entire families. No I do not. I cannot. No matter how hard I try I cannot for the life of me answer these doubts. Can you? If you can then I will be forever in your debt.

(Note from the author: Not in the same lines as my previous posts but couldn't help it.)

Ratatouille

I wanted to write the title as "Life" but if I would have, it would have sounded philosophical and the 1 or 2 readers who DO read my blog wouldn't have visited my page. Whoever has seen Ratatouille would know what I am talking about. Those who haven't well here's a tiny, version for you. This movie revolves around a rat named Remy who loves to cook and has the eyes and nose for the most delicious ingredients and recipes. By turn of fate, he lands in Paris and in one of the most famous Michelin starred restaurants there. Now the chef who used to own the restaurant dies because one food critic gives him bad reviews and he loses one Michelin star and hence 'cuz of shock has a heart attack. Remy has always admired him and knows his (the chef's that is) book "Anyone can cook" in and out. The whole story revolves around Remy and how he helps the new garbage boy in the restaurant to cook who is actually the secret son and the heir to the restaurant. The critic hears of this and wants to come back for another visit and is surprised with the food and even more surprised to learn about Remy. He now believes that anyone CAN cook which roughly translates that no one on this planet is a useless lump (as my mother fondly calls me. Useless lump that is, NOT a rat. Thinks I am not intelligent enough to be one.)


There is a book I relate to life as well, and that is (drum roll please)"Murphy's Law". Yeah you read that right! I mean I agree with him when he says "Smile tomorrow could be worse" I even agree with him when he says "when a body is immersed in water, the phone rings". I completely, honest-to-God agree with him when he says "Mother Nature is a bitch".


NB: I have absolutely NOTHING against Mother Nature. Hey, but being a woman, anyone CAN be a bitch.

oh well

Yeah its been almost 2 months since I last showed my awesome presence here. But I got shifted to Bombay and being the Shoe Addict I am I bought TWO NEW PAIRS OF SHOES! Yup, u read that right! TWO NEW PAIRS. One was bought because it would have haunted me if I would not have also it was a compensation for a sorry date I had to go through with, and the other one was for work but who the hell cares, eh?! The higher the heel, the better it is. Someone very famously said, "No pain, No gain!" Right back atchya, you flat-loving-ballerinas-sporting women!

Also what has kept me busy is a couple of MORE (I think I should add) embarrassing disasters and a strong notion for a career change. Well the latter was not MY brain wave, t'was my family's. So we were in this car like a happy family and my sister told me, "I don't think you should do an MBA." I was silent before I could muster up an intelligent response like "why?" she gave a very encouraging response, "cuz I can't picture you doing it" My response was just a stare. She continued, "Also, I cant picture you in a corporate world 'cuz you WILL BE thrown out in a couple of days" I was like, "oookkkaaaay" Surprisingly mom also sided with her. She is like we have an idea for you. I gave a very disgruntled what. They said, "Fashion Journalism!" THAT I must say surprised me. It was a thought which has slowly been formulating in my mind and now I am just confused as to how do I go about it. I would love to pursue it. Hell, my life revolves around Vogue and of course writing as you see this blog growing every 3 months or so. It is like it is a crime if some woman worth her shoes is caught wearing a an out of date shoe or something. Yeah I am self obsessed. Right now I am pms-ing so I totally allowed to say what I want, if you dont want to suffer a painful death, you hear me?

I hate mood swings!

Buh-bye email

Nah not from the blog world but from where I work. I got transferred to another hotel of the same chain and so I wrote this below goodbye email. Everyone ESPECIALLY the GM found it funny. Tell me what you think of it (read: good opinions only. Bad 'uns can write their own good bye email to me!) -

"Hi guys!

Finally an e-mail wherein I do not have to be very formal. This email might sound a bit cliched but let me start anyway. As you all know (hopefully) that I am getting transferred to "Hotel Name" (you actually think I will give out the name on a public blog? Ever heard of stalkers?) and today is my last day. Well, actually its my “clearance day”.

First of I would like to apologize to anyone to whom I might have been rude to (which is hopefully never) and for my mistakes (which unfortunately are quite a bit).

Second, I would like to thank each and everyone of you for all the support, fun, jokes, parties and of course work which everyone has given me. This has been my first work place ever and to be honest I was not sure when I first joined here. As everyone knows I cribbed and whined and cried on some days but whaddya know? I got attached! It is a bit difficult for me to leave this office and all the friends I have made here. I have learnt a lot here in terms of work and in terms of, well, not work. I do not know what impact I have made here but whatever it is I hope it is good. If not, at least everyone will still talk about me (sigh!)

As you all must have already guessed I have never been very good at this “Archies Gallery” stuff and I would really love to write about everyone here individually but it is going to take time and I have to run to HR. I swear before I leave I will definitely do so.

As they say now a days, “after you accept the Facebook Friends request then you become friends” or something like that. What I am trying to say is you can reach me on Facebook / Orkut / Gtalk / Gmail through meghag20@gmail.com or Skype. You can find my Skype id below in my signature for your kind perusal!!!!! The same has been highlighted in red. (Yeah yeah I realized my signature for the Skype Id is not there. Get the hint!)

Really going to miss this place (sniff!) (I swear on my shoes and back!)

Take care guys!"

Well? Whaddya think?