Dhanno

Today was a weird-ish day.

Recently my mood has been off a lot more than normal.

I know why....

Im watching too much TV, I'm working and doing a lil knitting. Haven't made eggs in a while but I need to, at least one for the egg exchange and also to check in on the dyes.

We had been parking Dhanno in the guest spot ever since we got Isabelle home. She and Sophie are priority, and hence need to be parked within our nice garage. That leaves no space for Dhanno. So she's been in a guest spot for at least a month.

This afternoon when I got back from picking up pizza, I realized that she wasn't there anymore. She'd got towed :) Shiv thought she could've either been stolen or towed.

I'd been complaining to Shiv for quite some time to get him to adjust both the bikes and get dhanno to go back in the garage with them both.

Obviously, that hadn't happened yet, and hence the 4am abduction, as I was told later on further investigation. :(

I called the complex parking people, and asked for the number of the towing company.

After two very long and automated calls, I did not manage to get to talk to a person. It was 3:30pm. I called the community parking guy again to see if he could help more. He gave me the extension to use to talk to a person.

At 3:46pm I finally got to talk to a person :) and to my surprise and dismay I had to pick her up on the same day, and within the next hour-ish- till 5pm. Picking it up the next day meant $85 more.

I decided to leave right away, though I had a big release coming up and so much work to do. Who else was there? The day was only getting worse and with motivation low and this disappointment, I decided to fix this- the one thing I could fix right away. I couldn't drive there obviously, how would I drive 2 cars back?

The Uber guy who picked me up was nice. This had happened to him too, and I told him I was in a hurry so he drove extra fast too :) esp with the peak hour traffic.

I got there with 45 minutes to spare. sat a while, then paid, signed stuff and left with her :)

Her steering was locked, something I'm not very good at fixing. But I surprisingly did, and fast :D

I fruitlessly called Gurdeep to see if I could kill time with her. Cos I was 35 minutes of traffic away from home, instead of the normal 21.

I decided to kill time at a Starbucks. Turned out there was also a Fed Ex there- got some work done- printing, typing etc.

Next I went to the Starbucks, chilled, read me some NY Times, tried to act all cool and smart :P

There was an Asian market close by, I decided to just explore. Im so glad I did :) found an insane number of quail eggs! $1.59 for 10 :D so I bought 5 sets haha!

and a dozen jumbo chickens for my Pysanky class in 2.5 weeks.

The sun had set by the time I got out. When I decided to drive home, I saw that Dhanno needed gas. There was a Shell nearby, that did it. I spent a good amount of time carefully washing each window and getting the water off. It felt good. I think it felt like I was pampering her. I had missed her too much :(

It was 6:53pm by then, so I decided to go for it, I'd get to use Carpool by the time I got to 87. It worked out as I'd imagined.

I love Dhanno, it's been too long since I drove her :) and she is beautiful and amazing.

I got home and looked for a spot around the block. I parked on Furlong, a little away from our entrance. 'No Parking 9am-12pm on Mondays' and a sectional 'No Parking 2am-5am Any Day'.

I walked back home with my printouts, the cumpleaños card I bought Sarah, the stack of eggs, the towing payment receipt and my purse.

I did a good job parallel parking.

I'm gonna go back at 1:59am to check that she's still there.

Sights and sounds

          Studying at the library can be so rewarding and SO disgusting. 

          So, I have my last final ... EVER this Thursday and I can't wait to get done. Plus my parents are gonna be here for my graduation, so I'm all the more excited and even lesser in the mood to study! I just need one excuse to not study! :P

          I just got one and its horrid. I'm sitting in the common silent reading room which is shared by a whole bunch of students at a time and there's this guy right opposite me so is SO unbelievably good at distracting me... why?

          Cos he's gloriously digging his nose! No offense, but I thought this was an Indian way of doing things, but apparently not.

           I started with just a glance. I just happened to look at the guy and I saw his left index finger disappearing somewhere between his lips and eye... his nostril! fantastic :)

           It went on for a couple of seconds and I though t it would stop but apparently not. What started as one small search became a violent and 'deep' seeking adventure. He thrust his finger deeper and deeper inside, just plain gross! I thought it would be a little while but it went on and on as he plunged his finger more and more inside. Either his finger was small or.... urgh!

           And then it stopped :) Ah! Felt good.. but he wasn't done yet!

           Next step, tasting!! You read it right! in went the finger straight to his mouth, seriously? in the library??? in front of a pretty girl! (yes, me!)

            I thought he would be satisfied, but to my shock and disappointment nop! It was time for the other nostril now urgh * more puke * Same procedure, I wish to not rewrite the details of the grossness of his evil act again! Poor me, I HAD no choice :(

            Finally when he was done, I felt relieved. But alas, the universe and its inhabitants can surprise you in a million more ways than you could possibly fathom!

           He started alternating from one nostril to another and then his mouth, eew! I am out of any other synonyms to eew and ugh :(

           And then came furious typing! Like all this nose digging was part of a mysterious thinking process that climaxed with an insanely furious and noisy typing and clicking phase! And within minutes, as soon as he had come, he shut the laptop screen and disappeared!

           Me, on the other hand, I was still there, his pleasant memories haunting me from his empty chair and desk.

* THE END *

This is so me!!!

Taken from Jim's journal by Jim from www.gocomics.com :)

my boys

its funny living with boys. though i technically dont really live with them, i am here most of my time. i sleep here at nights and have fun here. drink, eat with them, laugh, cry, shout and throw tantrums! wait that is life :) so okay, i do kinda lie here. i go home to shower n occasionally cook for myself. it is because of them that i eat most of my meals on time :)i miss my family and my home but these guys are awesome! i think they are more selfless than my girl friends, they are honest and dont mind me being noisy and loud or rude with them :) my rudeness is accepted here and not looked on as wrong. i can one sorry and get things back to normal, without grudges :) i love them!

one very very funny thing is their cooking style/technique :P so avinash has all his mothers recipe written word for word and step for step even including things like:

" add only a few drops of water after step 3. then one spoon chill powder and taste. if this is not okay. add water accordingly (mom added 1 cup). LOL quite literally ALL the steps like I said."

and if i give instructions to a new recipe, no matter how clearly i have been and told them everything repeatedly, they will still do what they want. case in point, todays mushroom sabzi. the recipe had just basic salt and pepper and no other spices or masalas. maybe a lil chill powder but thats all. these guys have to get all Indian and ratta baaz and add all the masalas like cinnamon, cardamom, tej patta, kadi potta, lavang etc. lol and to top it all they added double of all the masalas! the whole thing was a house of fire hahaha so to neutralize it they added sugar!! HAHA boys :)

so in all its awesome fun living with them :) and i really like it here. it makes me feel at home :) no restrictions, no awkwardness, no policies and no post its in the fridge :) i like my home :) my second home, after Bombay :)

Love

Love.

i think its the most used word. over used, more like.
the most misused word too.
love-
abused yet easily available.
over rated yet satisfying.
confusing yet to be revelled in.
overlooked yet seeked.
underestimated yet yearned for.
taken-for-granted yet appreciated.

and yet no matter what we do we all want it, even if we deny it or run away from it, it always is there and keeps up with us, always.

Life can get complicated by just this ONE tiny word. or infact it may not even actually BE complicated but may appear so.love is delusional. As tiny as it may seem it is omnipresent and means different things to different people.


I thought it would always make me happy but there have been times where I've been sad and miserable sometimes too. Today, though is a different story and i am happy *touchwood* =) very happy infact :) I 'underestimated' it, I underestimated me and my love.

at this same time there is another who is so highly 'confused' she doesnt know wats going on. She talks to everyone about it and takes opinions but refuses to listen to her heart.

then another. he doesnt want to listen to his heart. we can hear it more loudly than he can but yet he will 'overloook' it all.overlook her.

say hello to the next. she knows wat she wants in life and wat she doesn't. she has everythin set but in her mind. but on the outside it's all a big hotch potch. she has love, infact she has surplus of it. now, doesn't know wat to do? she's 'revelling' in it and yet 'yearning' for more or something different. An out on all of this!

and then one of the most commonest- she is 'seeking' for love. looked but didn't find, not looking anymore but is still waiting.and when it came.. no no no. she 'overlooks' or DOESN'T LOOK :)
but i guess this happens to most of us, right? so its fine.. or is it?

then what about unrequitted love? how long should i wait? hmmm... its been a while now, let's move on? he doesn't know wat to do, but he still loves.

then come these-talk.flirt.love.'abuse'. throw. next.talk.flirt.love.'abuse'.throw.next.
and so it continues. wat does love mean to these? does it even mean anyhtin? does it even exist for them? do they even know of anything even CALLED love???

but watever.
to each his own.
jus hurts to see such a beautiful emotion moulded in so many ways, sometimes confused for another, sometimes mixed with another and sometimes lost altogether.

we each hope that one day we do find our loves, some of us do some don't and these are the ones who just haven't tried. tried to look around, tried to reach out or even jus tried :)
i hope we all learn to love our loves one day.

two thousand and eight

. exams finally end on the 8th of Jan . we go for our AMAZING Goa trip . Salomi turns twenmty . i organise an amazing Rose Day . Dom n me become Rose King & Queen . i continue to drift . Dom & me also become Prom King & Queen . my 2 best friends start getting "friendly" . Dom &b me celebrate our first anniversary . i screw up someones life . Dom & me talk . we work it out & are still together . someone breaks up . my best friend is sad, pissed off and confused . Des & me begin to drift apart . Sag turns twenty . everyone's bitching about 'her' & her 'smile' . Vinu turns twenty, but we don't celebrate . she has exams . my exams come again . Meike & me become better friends . i introduce her to Candies . exams end . Rafael Nadal wins his first ever Wimbeldon Lawn Tennis tournment beating five time champ & Salomi's fav- Roger Federe . Dom & me are great . Shibu's back from Frnce . Meike goes back home to Germany . college begins again . Dom & me are still great thogh he's not in college anymore . Nadal becomes World #1 & Fed-ex is World #2 . there's big time inflation-11% . Dom gets a job at ITC . a stray dog bites me... again . salomi, kush & me go with aak's family to Kard to surprise her for her Birthday . we make her a soft toy . i get a fringe . Mosaic's here . not so big a deal . i become Head of Finance . Anhita & floru are Head of PR . des is Mktg co-ord . Shalu is creative head . Elita is... herself . Mallu & i become "sweethearts" . Results come out . i'm first in Class with an aggregate of 76% . Dom is with me . but Florence isn't . she gets a drop . so do Reuben, bruno, kaustubh, anson, eisha, Einstein, shweta i & pratik . Mosaic is fun . Des & i patch up . Dom & i start fighting again & decide on taking a break . i go to pune . i talk to someone . Opium and me become buddies . dom & me break up . it's my twentieth birthday and it sucks . i get a tattoo . salomi accompanies me for it . aak comes homw for diwali . Salomi, Aak & me meet . Adora's become big & so is Su . we see Fashion . there's the world's worst ever financila crisis . saloni turns twenty . we celebrate . Dom turns twenty-two . we don't celebrat . nadine turns twent . we celebrate . barrack obama becomes the first ever black/African American to be eleceted as President of the United States of America . Adi n me create a record of meeting more than thrice a month . i join driving class . the Taj is attacked . the worst & biggest ever terror attacked witnessed by us . we are unprepared . people dying, people crying . ia m crying . i still try to cope with being alone . Vilasrao deshmukh is not CM . Shivraj patil resigns . P. Chidambaram is the new Home minister . RR patil resigns . salomi si abum but we're best friends always . we're 'in love' . poo & me talk things over . so do my 'best friend' and me . exams are back . im still crying. Ashok Chavan of Nanded, Latur is the new MH CM . naaryan rane is pissed . meghana heble gets engagaed . her fiance looks like federe tho pa doesnt agree . Priya akku's wedding gets postponed ans hence my bangalore trip . Chaggan Bhujbal's the new Dep CM . India blames Pak . chief of Al-Quieda foun din PoK by Pak armies . im over dom . i learn a new phrase-"Ultra Fucking Cool" (UFC) . tried for scholarship at MAAC . result sucked albeit surprisingly . nikhil n rads turn TWENTY-ONE . my stoooooooooopid college distributes the wronmg paper hence we solve TCS instead of AT . i go to roshnis place n have beer n vodka n whisky . fundo mix . i give my drieivn teat on a Santro which refuses to start . riding test on Kinetic is AWESOME . getting my license on the 2nd of Jan '09 . going to celebrate new year's at sag's n saloni's with salmi,slaoni,sag,kushal,anshu,devleena,yash,tanvi & maybe uttara .its neets pacchi n prakash mam's 25th Wedding Anniversary . we're gonna celebrate . see you next year . i love you all .

Love Autopsy

this poem is a SPECIAL dedication to a certain "bitch". tho im positive she won't ever read my blog, which i really wish she would do.but watever.


it's over, it's finished
it felt like a dream
we're two separate souls now
who were once a team

everyone looked
& everyone spoke
as they saw our love
when slowly it broke

they called me names
& gossiped about us
i didin't wince even once
when they all made such a big fuss

my life was shattered
& my heart broke
but for everyone watching
it was just a joke

something to talk about
another topic to 'investigate' & probe
while i was lying lonely here
losing all hope

this was like my love's autopsy
where everythign was cut up
to look deeper inside
& find out the fuck up

so my tears didn't matter
or the hurt i went through
the scars all over our love
noone had a clue

each one did contribute
to add to the trash
they could've left it as it was
but no, they had to make the itch a rash

and now as i slowly heal
they don't stop it at that
they wanna know who i'm with now
so they can start another chat

is it always necessary
to be the half of a one?
when being alone & enjoying this phase
i have just begun!

i'm still in love, i do agree
but it still is him
but being in love doesnt mean being together
& if YOU think so then your chances of finding "HIM" ar ereally slim.


every once in a while, when someone breaks up, you gossip and enjoy it. throwing mud on the people.
it's fun for you but it's serious for me. it's my LIFE... so honestly, i think that SOME PEOPLE desperately need to mind their own fucked up businesses n jus cos you arent gettin screwed enough don't screw others lives.