Yet another comeback

So there's no point in me making a big hullabaloo about my comeback. Yes/No? If you said yes, then sorry, that's the wrong answer. If Hollywood, Bollywood, Tollywood, & not to forget - Kollywood (Am I forgetting any other wood?) celebrities are allowed multiple comebacks, then why not me I ask. Fair enough you say. Okay let's cut the crap. This is my yet-another-lame-attempt at keeping my blog alive. Lets see how long this one lasts. Hopefully longer than the last one. And obviously, a comeback has to be accompanied with a totally new look (you know how celebrities say " I have reinvented myself with this movie"), so I obviously had to reinvent myself with this blog and hence the new look. Hope you like it. 'Cos I do. It has one of my favorite things. Books! Lots of them. In all honesty, we haven't done much reading in the past year. Except for Eat Pray Love. Which we totally loved. If you haven't read it yet and if you are of the female race, do yourself a favor and read it. No, watching the movie is not good enough. And yes, we did watch a lot of movies this year. So much so that we can call this year - the year of the movies. And talking of Eat Pray Love - The movie. Not only did we watch it, we watched it in true eat pray love style: by promptly eating some spaghetti and gelato as soon as it got over - Totally Julia Roberts style. She looks kinda old in the movie. But we love her. Still. Bali looks heavenly. (Note to self - Gotta visit Bali.) Talking of Bali, S is in Jakarta for a couple of days. The currency there is really funny. 100 USD = 8,00,000 Rupiah (approx). So S has pocketful of 50,000 Rupiah notes. And he had dinner worth 75,000 Rupiah. It amuses the hell outta S. I really shouldn't be blogging now. I could have gone to the gym. But I chose to blog. Because I am passionate about blogging...oh well, or lazy about sweating it out at the gym(**Guilty**). Enough rambling for today. More to come. Soon.

Craving for good food!

Random musings:

-Lately, I have been craving for good indian food and maggi. Somehow, this term I have not been cooking as much as I did in the other terms. I wonder why. Maybe because I don't feel like spending so much time in the kitchen just cooking for myself. Or sometimes I feel its such a waste of time. Anyway, so yeah I am craving for good food.

-I am looking forward to meeting P next month...a much-awaited and much-needed reunion after 3 years! I am so excited and I am sure P feels the same way too.

-Oh by the way, I am almost done with my Masters. Precisely, I will be done with my exams on December 7th. Yay! Last 2 assignments and last 2 exams. I don't think I want to go back to school ever again. Or atleast, so far, no such plans!

Anyways, I better get back to work now. It's a nice rainy day and all I want to do is curl up in my bed with a book, and a bowl of popcorn, or maybe watch a movie...sigh...I am back to dreaming about food. Somebody please send me some maggi!!!

The one in which I blog for the sake of blogging

Have blog. Will post.

P.S This was posted on popular demand only!

I heart google!

I am sure we all have our 'I love google' moments. I had mine today...again! So lets back up a little bit and let me give you a quick brief about what happened last Sunday. I had put some rice to cook in IPR's pressure cooker. You know the prestige/hawkins kind? These pressure cookers are a blessing. Everything cooks so quickly in them! So on that day I had put the usual quantity of water in the rice and expected that it will cook within the usual twenty minutes. But within ten minutes I smelt something burning. And you can imagine a hungry woman's dismay and frustration when she sees her dinner stuck to the bottom of the cooker. The rice had turned as black as one of IPR's cats and It was an ugly sight. So I scraped out the rice or what was remaining of it and let the cooker soak for a bit. Then I began the difficult task of scrubbing and cleaning. And I kid you not, but the cooker was charred and there were even outlines of rice grains on it. And I kid you not again when I say that I scrubbed it for half an hour straight. But nope, the charred cooker was stubborn. By then, I was getting really worried. So what will I tell IPR?! After all, pressure cooker is a prized possession of almost every Indian in US. Pressure cookers are insanely expensive to buy in this country so every Indian will guard their pressure cooker as they would any treasured possession. So then I did what I usually do when I don't know what to do. I googled how to clean burnt pots and pans! I found a remedy recommended by quite a few people. Here it is:

"Fill the burnt vessel with an inch of water, add 1 tbsp of dishwashing liquid, 2 tbsps of baking soda and 2 tbsps of vinegar. Bring to boil on the stove. Then set it aside for an hour or so. Then use a steel scrub to scrub it."

I wasn't too confident but it's not like I had other options. So it was worth a try. I felt like I was back in my chemistry lab, mixing up all sorts of chemicals. I used to really enjoy doing that. I distinctly remember the distinctive smell of the chemistry lab in school, my teacher explaining the experiment of the day, the rotten egg smell of Hydrogen Sulphide, pH test, titration experiments, yadda yadda! I remember my excitement when I was assigned my 12th grade chemistry project. It was analysis of soft drinks and I thought it was the coolest of the lot because I got to buy all varieties of soft drinks from the canteen and do all sorts of experiments with them. Its a different issue that I don't remember any of it now.

Anyway, so back to the problem at hand. I didn't have any of the ingredients for this home experiment so I went out and bought all of it, including the dish washing liquid and the steel scrub. I came home and proceeded to do exactly as mentioned above. And voila! it worked! Ok, I had to repeat the procedure three times. So you can imagine how stubborn the problem was. But it worked like a charm. And I know you guys won't believe me if I don't give you a proof. So here's a picture after the third round of experimentation.



I wish I had taken a before-the-experiment picture so that you could have appreciated this better. But I didn't! Sigh...

Anyway, so now I have a remedy to pass on to my kids and grandkids and so do you. You're welcome! For now, I will sign off in 'Powerpuff girls' style...so once again the day was saved by Google! Anybody remember powerpuff girls? Blossom? Bubbles? Buttercup? Anyone?

P.S It is essential to use the steel scrub. The other scrubs didn't do the trick.

Spot the difference!

As a kid, I would wait eagerly for the newspaper man on Sundays so that I could grab the Sunday magazine before anyone else did. Of course, my sister found that habit extremely annoying. I still do this when I am home. And my sister still finds it very annoying! Anyway, the Sunday magazine featured a couple of pages of cartoons, word puzzles and along with that a puzzle that I loved - 'Spot the difference'. For the uninitiated, this basically required you to spot six differences between two images that were seemingly identical. It was always easy to find three or four of these and sometimes five, but I would almost always struggle with the last one. My mom also loved it and after we were both done, we would compare to see if we got all of them right. As years have gone by, we have graduated from 'Spot the difference' to 'Sudoku'. But last week I was reminded of it again.



This picture was clicked on my way back from work last week. You might need to maximize it so that you can have a closer look. Now compare it with the one below:



Now go ahead and spot the difference! :)

A quick update

Hello everybody! Sorry about the brief blogging pause. Don't you worry, this time I am determined to keep my blog alive. So here's a quick update on the last few days:

1. I did not get to see the July 4th fireworks.
2. I finally decided to put to use the TV in my room. Only to find that something's wrong with my cable connection. So until and unless IPR fixes it, I will have to postpone TV watching until I am in India.
3. A lot of time has been spent on online window shopping - browsing through store websites and making mental notes of gifts to pick up for family and friends.
4. I am officially addicted to "How I met your mother". So far I had watched the episodes only once. Now I am re-watching and re-re-watching them. I wonder why I still laugh at the same jokes again and again. But I love 'em and they make me laugh. So that's all that matters. Doesn't it?
5. I have been going off to bed at odd times without really having the intention to fall asleep. And then I talk nonsense in my sleep when S calls. I bet he finds my sleep talk extremely cute. (Official blog announcement: S shall henceforth be called 'The Boy' on this blog)
6. IPR taught me how to make sambhar. So far I had never managed to make it just right. You know what I mean. IPR says tadka/tempering is essential as it adds the flavor.
7. Funny incident happened with one of IPR's cats. A separate blogpost shall be dedicated to the cats soon.
8. Roommate visited NYC and I happily played guide to the only touristy place I have been to in NYC - Times Square. Yes dear readers, I went there again! I still can't seem to figure out why people are in awe of this place. It's just a bunch of fancy hoardings and hordes of people (most of them looking upwards, gaping and clicking random pictures. Ofcourse, I did the same minus the gaping). See pictures below.







Have you noticed that everybody who visits Times Square always takes a picture in front of the Yahoo and Nasdaq hoardings and of course The Hard Rock Cafe?

9. Mental note was made that one must act all touristy in one of the next couple of weekends and take the tourist bus (you know one of those double decker ones where you can sit on the top) and marvel at the city's sights and smells.
10. Solemn resolution was also made to stop refreshing orkut/FB/gmail tabs every 2.67 minutes. Ummm...ok gmail is allowed.

P.S Those of you who know me from my workplace in Kolkata will know why one of the pictures was clicked. Any guesses? :)

Hush-hush

When I finally decided to end my blogging hiatus, I was torn between two choices. Should I keep my blog private so that no one knows it's me or should I make it public so that everyone knows it’s mine? There are advantages and disadvantages of both. The obvious advantage of guarding your blog like it’s top secret is that you can truly speak your mind without fear of being “found out” or being judged by acquaintances. (Friends of course don’t judge you.) But the disadvantage is that your blog will probably not be well read. Most bloggers take great pleasure in having their blogs read and keep a close watch on their stat counter. I definitely belong to this category (Yes, I celebrate with a drink every weekend if the counter shows a satisfying number. And the drink is of course my usual. Any guesses?).

We all say that we like to speak our mind on our blogs. But when we make it public, we filter some content in order to maintain decorum. Especially because the blog could be read by one's colleagues, boss, teachers, annoying neighbors and cousins! So certain posts just stay as drafts on a blogger’s dashboard And at such times, I wish Blogspot/Blogger would introduce privacy levels for each post (Google developers, are you listening?!). Wordpress does have that flexibility I hear. But I am terribly attached to Blogger for some reason and refuse to move to Wordpress, Tumblr, etc. I wonder why I get attached to such things. Is it the change syndrome again?!

So I wrestled with these choices and ultimately gave in to the benefits of making it public. Comments maketh a blogger happy and the pain of not being well read outweighs the benefits of a private blog. So dear readers, please take this as a gentle hint. (Very subtle, no?) And one of these days, I will go ahead and create a secret blog which will record the secret life and work of M. I will let you all know when I do that so that you can let yourselves loose and look for it everywhere on blogosphere!

Oh by the way, my favorite drink is orange juice/watermelon juice! I bet none of you would have guessed that. And it's not even a secret!

This and that

So today I had decided to enroll myself in a gym for the time that I am here in NY. Of course this was after much coaxing and cajoling by S. Poor thing spent an hour over the phone trying to explain to me the benefits of staying fit. And of course this is not the first time he has done that. Ani & Swati di, sounds familiar right?;)

So yeah, he finally managed to drive home the necessity and I had truly decided to do the good deed today and prepared myself to be praised by him when we talk tonight. I even took a printout of the google map directions to the gym from work. But as luck would have it, I stepped out of the office only to find that it’s unusually dark and windy and cloudy and by the time I walked ten steps, it began to drizzle. So instead of taking the subway to the gym, I took the bus back home. And rain it did! In fact, there was lightning and thunder to add to the dramatic effect! Its almost like the forces of nature joined hands to ensure that I do not go the gym today. Now tell me what can I do about that? I had even planned on taking my gym gear with me today. So anyway, in my defense, I honestly had the best of intentions!

Apart from that, I am back to my mint-addiction. I wonder whats the connection between me going to work and getting addicted to mints. And that was my gtalk status message today. Needless to say people had a lot to say about it. But where has the creativity disappeared? Four out of five people who commented on it had the same thing to say: "Do you know the side effects of excessive consumption of mints?" (Impotence...duh! And this would invariably be followed by an annoying giggling fit!) The fifth person who commented was a friend from school who thankfully had something different to say! And she said if someone mentioned impotence, I should say: "I do not plan to procreate" or if they meant mental impotency then I should say "I am smart enough already". Ha!

Oh and you know what? On my way to work today, I saw this super creative flower display outside a restaurant window. See picture below:




Isn't it a creative way to use old shoes? I am mighty impressed!

Oh and I saw a white limousine yesterday. Now I don't find it terribly exciting but I remember someone saying to me that there are no white limousines. So this is just to prove my point , ha!




And then a friend went on to make fun of Kolkata chaats. I can tolerate a lot of things but not this. Hmph! I take it very personally. Kolkata chaats are the best. Period.

P.S The red eye is still there.

Everyday stuff

Now playing: Hai Junoon from New York

Yay! My blog has new clothes. I am thrilled to bits. I wasted nearly a couple of hours (not just mine, but also my friends') yesterday, trying out new skins and finally reverted to the usual one. Nothing seemed to fit my taste. Either it was too dull or too colorful or didn't have as many columns as I would like. This is not the first time I have wasted precious time doing this. Then it struck me. It's the 'change' symptom. I can't seem to stand any change on my blog too. That got me quite worried. Am I really that rigid? But finally today, I took the big step. A new look for my blog. And am glad I did. Otherwise this blog looked just like my old one. It defied the purpose of having a new blog. So that's the story behind my blog's new clothes! (By the way, do you like it? Also, if any of you know someone who designs custom blog templates for free, then please let me know!Note that the keyword here is free)

Other than that, my right eye is red for some odd reason. No I don't have conjunctivitis/Madras eye/Jai (Pronounced: Joy) Bangla. I guess it’s just due to over excessive exposure to the computer (Read: 24x7 minus the time I sleep).

And today I finally got the 4:57 bus back home! I know you won't appreciate my excitement behind this. But for the last few days, I have been noticing that this bus never turns up! In fact, I got drenched in the rain on Friday just waiting for the bus to come. So now you can imagine why I was cursing myself for having forgotten that when I stepped out of office today at 4:45. And as I stepped out, I realized that it's getting cloudy as well. I definitely did not need a re-run of Friday evening. And thank God that it wasn't! The bus got in right on-time and it didn't rain either. So all's well! And on this happy note, I am going to give my eyes some rest and take a short nap!

P.S I just realized that the title of this post is not apt. It's not like my blog has new clothes every day, no?!

Yamma Yamma!

*Edited at gunpoint
**Published with the permission of all parties involved

You know what makes me feel good? A fun conversation with Hema (Yamma Yamma!). My roommate and best friend from undergrad! Talking to her is like writing in my journal and this post is just a glimpse of our crazy times together :)

Read on...*GIBBERISH ALERT*!

[[8:27:30 PM] manasvi: hema..when she told u
[8:27:33 PM] manasvi: u should have said:
[8:27:42 PM] manasvi: yeh sunne ke pehle mere kaaan phatt kyun nahin gaye
[8:27:47 PM] hema: hahahahahahahaha
[8:27:55 PM] hema: drama queen you are manas
[8:27:58 PM] manasvi: and 3 times u should palat ke look
[8:28:21 PM] hema: 3 times turning n looking
[8:28:25 PM] manasvi: hahahha
[8:28:34 PM] manasvi: actually i have watched too many K serials
[8:28:39 PM] manasvi: i was addicted to them
[8:28:41 PM] manasvi: hate to admit it
[8:28:44 PM] hema: yeah i can see the effect
[8:28:55 PM] manasvi: yeah
[8:29:13 PM] manasvi: silly woman
[8:29:17 PM] manasvi: tum bhi dekho na
[8:29:21 PM] manasvi: silly woman
[8:29:27 PM] manasvi: maine jisey abhi abhi dekha hai
[8:29:32 PM] manasvi: kaun hai woh anjani
[8:29:47 PM] manasvi: usey jitna dekhoon utna sochoon
[8:30:10 PM] hema: silly woman is the name of a K serial????? :O
[8:30:17 PM] manasvi: no hema..it can't be
[8:30:22 PM] hema: hahaha
[8:30:25 PM] manasvi: It would have to be KKilly woman
[8:30:26 PM] manasvi: :D
[8:30:35 PM] hema: it should be villy woman
[8:30:36 PM] hema: hahahaha
[8:30:37 PM] manasvi: K-silly woman maybe
[8:30:46 PM] hema: oh lilke thatttttttttttttt
[8:30:49 PM] manasvi: yes
[8:30:49 PM] manasvi: :D
[8:30:51 PM] hema: ahh!!
[8:30:54 PM] manasvi: silly billy
[8:30:57 PM] hema: i see what ur saying
[8:31:02 PM] manasvi: tubelight
[8:31:10 PM] hema: hehe
[8:31:30 PM] hema: hey listen to black eyes peas my humps please
[8:31:39 PM] manasvi: oh your fav song no?
[8:31:42 PM] hema: yeah
[8:31:43 PM] manasvi: u keep talking abt it
[8:31:48 PM] manasvi: okie will listen
[8:31:51 PM] hema: havent you heard it?
[8:32:00 PM] hema: i met a girl down at the disco
[8:32:00 PM] manasvi: by the way, this conversation of ours is going to the blog
[8:32:13 PM] manasvi: part of it
[8:32:15 PM] hema: she said hey-hey-hey-hey lets go
[8:32:23 PM] hema: what??
[8:32:26 PM] hema: means?
[8:32:31 PM] manasvi: i thought u were saying u really met a woman at a disco
[8:32:33 PM] hema: you will blog abt k serials?
[8:32:40 PM] hema: hahahaah
[8:32:43 PM] manasvi: i am saying ke i am pasting part of this convo on my blog
[8:32:45 PM] manasvi: cos its funny
[8:32:49 PM] hema: noooooooooooooooooooooooooo
[8:32:52 PM] hema: you cant
[8:32:54 PM] hema: which part???
[8:33:04 PM] manasvi: i want to share my happiness with the world..for having a nutty friend like u
[8:33:12 PM] hema: privacy violations
[8:33:17 PM] hema: i could sue you for millions
[8:33:29 PM] hema: ;)
[8:33:31 PM] manasvi: u have blank check already
[8:33:38 PM] manasvi: why go through lawyer n all
[8:33:42 PM] manasvi: extra jhanjhat
[8:33:47 PM] hema: no i will get the court to seize your assets
[8:33:48 PM] manasvi: he ll take off most of it
[8:34:06 PM] hema: declare your assets to me manasvi
[8:34:06 PM] manasvi: hema...hema..when will u learn
[8:34:19 PM] hema: is duniya ke tarike
[8:34:28 PM] manasvi: ke u should pick on someone your own size
[8:34:34 PM] hema: hahahahahaah
[8:34:36 PM] hema: shut up
[8:34:39 PM] manasvi: rofl
[8:34:51 PM] hema: those days are gone when you used to threaten me with size
[8:35:02 PM] hema: ab main badi ho gayi hoon
[8:35:12 PM] manasvi: hema..u haven't grown an inch since then..if anything, u have "shrunk"
[8:35:13 PM] hema: (rofl)
[8:35:19 PM] hema: rubbish woman
[8:35:22 PM] hema: rubbish
[8:35:24 PM] manasvi: and I have grown in width and depth
[8:35:31 PM] hema: depth it seems
[8:35:34 PM] manasvi: so the equation is more disbalanced now
[8:35:39 PM] hema: no
[8:35:40 PM] manasvi: cos i realized am 3D
[8:35:48 PM] manasvi: so i need to have width and depth
[8:35:50 PM] hema: rotfl
[8:35:58 PM] hema: you are 3 D
[8:36:06 PM] hema: you just realized
[8:36:20 PM] manasvi: yeah.. I mean I never gave it much thought before this
[8:36:31 PM] manasvi: but it just dawned upon me
[8:36:51 PM] hema: why dont you blog abt being 3 D
[8:37:13 PM] manasvi: ummm, maybe I should
[8:37:27 PM] manasvi: my readership will increase due to the profound width and depth of my thoughts
[8:37:41 PM] hema: hogu
[8:37:47 PM] hema: enuf manas
[8:37:53 PM] hema: enuf is enuf i say
[8:38:04 PM] manasvi: sigh hema
[8:38:11 PM] manasvi: I never thought this day would come
[8:38:14 PM] manasvi: when you would say this to me
[8:38:47 PM] hema: iyyo manasvita :((
[8:38:59 PM] manasvi: yes hemavathi
[8:39:26 PM] manasvi: this badrinath no... some names he has given us!
[8:39:35 PM] manasvi: and very dilligently we use it also
[8:39:50 PM] hema: heheheheh
[8:41:08 PM] manasvi: Years ago, I had decided I would sue my parents for my name one day..
[8:41:10 PM] hema: crazy you are
[8:41:45 PM] hema: sue ur parentss?? ur so dumb..ur gonna get what is theirs anyway
[8:41:47 PM] hema: stupid
[8:41:53 PM] hema: hahahahahah
[8:42:00 PM] manasvi: true that. didn't think of it then!
[8:42:07 PM] hema: sue ur paretns
[8:42:11 PM] hema: my god
[8:42:14 PM] hema: shiva shiva
[8:42:15 PM] manasvi: like meet your parents
[8:42:20 PM] manasvi: we can make a movie.
[8:42:20 PM] hema: what has this world come to
[8:42:40 PM] hema: ok! im up for it!
[8:42:44 PM] hema: i'll be the heroine
[8:42:50 PM] manasvi: you wanted a break no?
[8:42:55 PM] hema: you can be the heroine's mother
[8:43:04 PM] manasvi: ja jee le apni zindagi
[8:43:09 PM] hema: hahahahahaa
[8:43:16 PM] hema: pah! fullto filmi
[8:43:21 PM] hema: too much
[8:43:23 PM] manasvi: bade pardey pe I will give you break
[8:43:29 PM] manasvi: and woh bhi hollywood mein
[8:43:44 PM] hema: meri to life ban gayi
[8:44:19 PM] manasvi: correct. then 30 years later - Main hemamalini banna chahti hoon.
[8:44:30 PM] hema: yes yes
[8:44:38 PM] hema: i will become sooper star over night
[8:44:40 PM] manasvi: correction. Main hemamalini murali banna chahti hoon
[8:44:52 PM] manasvi: otherwise ppl will get confused with other hemamalini
[8:45:04 PM] hema: kharrectt
[8:45:16 PM] manasvi: yes hema...you can practice your oscar speech now itself
[8:46:29 PM] manasvi: waise, you know what... when I was a kid, I would practice my acceptance speeches in the bathroom...no wonder I would take ages
[8:46:55 PM] manasvi: and I would imagine being on simi garewal's show - Rendezvous...
[8:47:16 PM] hema: yes honey i remember
[8:47:24 PM] hema: hahahahaaha
[8:47:34 PM] hema: you know you were sort of following the secret
[8:47:45 PM] hema: you were living a dream
[8:47:50 PM] hema: without knowing
[8:47:55 PM] hema: had you continued
[8:48:20 PM] hema: you could have become some major action heroine :))
[8:48:25 PM] manasvi: hahahaa
[8:48:25 PM] hema: (rofl)
[8:48:31 PM] hema: no no
[8:48:35 PM] hema: i meant some great person
[8:48:42 PM] hema: nobel laureate
[8:48:45 PM] hema: its not too late
[8:50:22 PM] hema: im alone at home
[8:50:24 PM] hema: alone alone
[8:50:27 PM] manasvi: Home alone
[8:50:28 PM] hema: akele hum
[8:50:29 PM] manasvi: hmmm
[8:50:31 PM] hema: akele tum manas
[8:50:43 PM] manasvi: jo hum tum sang hai toh phir kya gham
[8:50:54 PM] manasvi: manasvi ko hema se pyaar ho gaya
[8:51:14 PM] manasvi: pehli nazar mein pehle pyaar ho gaya
[8:51:25 PM] hema: pehli nazar main nothing happened though
[8:51:29 PM] hema: hmph!!!
[8:51:34 PM] hema: cold looks you gave remmeber?
[8:51:39 PM] manasvi: lots happened no? remember that bus ka look?
[8:51:45 PM] manasvi: that was hidden louu hema
[8:51:46 PM] hema: yeah true
[8:51:51 PM] manasvi: till today u never understood
[8:51:53 PM] hema: dil jiagr dono ghayal hue
[8:52:04 PM] hema: haha
[8:52:10 PM] manasvi: teere nazar dil ke paar ho gayaaaaaaa
[8:52:17 PM] hema: so true manas
[8:52:29 PM] hema: this should be offically our song what say?
[8:52:37 PM] manasvi: yep
[8:52:39 PM] hema: manasvi to hema se pyaar ho gaya
[8:52:50 PM] manasvi: if someone reads this, they will officially declare us gay
[8:52:52 PM] hema: pehli nazar main pehle pyaar ho gaya
[8:52:56 PM] hema: yeah man
[8:53:01 PM] hema: totally
[8:53:17 PM] manasvi: I think this should go to the blog too
[8:53:29 PM] hema: go to the blog?
[8:53:32 PM] manasvi: lets come out in the open
[8:53:37 PM] manasvi: lets declare to the world
[8:53:42 PM] manasvi: our true feelings for each other
[8:53:50 PM] manasvi: which have remained in the closet for years
[8:53:56 PM] manasvi: and are gathering dust
[8:54:16 PM] manasvi: lets seize the moment!
[8:54:18 PM] manasvi: carpe diem!
[8:56:13 PM] manasvi: I love you hema
[8:56:18 PM] hema: omg!
[8:56:20 PM] manasvi: (heart)
[8:56:26 PM] hema: this is what i was afraid of manasvi
[8:56:29 PM] manasvi: (inlove)
[8:56:44 PM] manasvi: I am afraid hema
[8:56:48 PM] manasvi: i have said it
[8:57:02 PM] hema: aur ek lafz mat kaho
[8:57:14 PM] manasvi: the words are out of my mouth and now i cant take them back
[8:57:27 PM] hema: manasvi
[8:57:35 PM] hema: let me apply for jobs woman
[8:58:59 PM] manasvi: okie..
[8:59:09 PM] manasvi: tumhari khushi mein hi meri khushi hai

P.S Utter gibberish no? Don't tell me I didn't warn you! :P

Addicted.

Ok, so it's confession time. I am addicted. I should have told you all before but I couldn't muster the courage to do so. Sigh...

(Mom, Dad, N and S - Relax! I am not a drug addict, nor do I drink or smoke, ok? Ok.) I am just addicted to my laptop. I wake up in the morning and before I even jump out of bed, with one eye open, I check if anyone has buzzed me or if I have new mails. My family and a few friends don't seem to quite understand my attachment (they call it obsession!) to this inanimate object. But how can we coin it inanimate?! It's through the laptop (duh! and ofcourse the internet!) that I get to see everybody I love, watch them smile, take part in the diwali puja, and show them my room or anything I want to! It's my window to the world I miss and love the most. It connects me to anyone and everyone who matters to me. I wonder if I could have survived in US had I come years ago when technology wasn't so advanced and people spoke to their loved ones back home only on birthdays, anniversaries, festivals and other special occasions. So instead of cribbing that I am away on a faraway, strange land, I am going to count my blessings!

Dear God, thank you for the laptop, high speed internet and cell phone that connects me to everyone I yearn to be with! :)

Sunday

Good morning world!

You must be wondering what's wrong with this woman to be up at an unearthly hour on a Sunday (its 6:45 AM as I write this, and I woke up at 5:00 AM). A couple of friends are driving up to visit me and I am going to play the host, tour guide, et al. So here I am just waiting for them to arrive!

Anyway, so one of my friends had this as his status message on Facebook and I quite liked it, so I thought of sharing it with you all:

Doing something useful on a Sunday is an insult to the calendrical institution it upholds. The other days would make fun of it...and call it names (Mondays can be a real bitch sometimes..hah) ..be human..be kind...waste the day away..give it the respect it deserves...I'm doing my bit right now... :)

So guys, give Sunday it's due respect! Enjoy the long weekend !!

P.S I have never been too fond of Sundays. Mostly because it makes me feel sad that the weekend is over and that I have to go to work/school tomorrow. Does that mean I won't hate it anymore if I am not working/studying? Time will tell baby!