She was running late for work. If she would not leave the house in another 8 minutes, she would be unable to walk to her stop to be able to reach in 7 minutes exactly.
As she applied the moisturizer she did a quick calculation- if she would just dump her jewelry in her bag and skip the perfume application, she would save 2 minutes and another 2 minutes if she just clipped her hair up without combing and another half a minute if she skipped the lipstick. She could do that in the ladies’ room in the office.
The jewelry will not take time. It will take equal time if it gets dumped into her handbag. She quickly wore the basic jewelry and well, just a light coat of lipstick will not take much time and just a few strokes of the hair brush and there we are done and time would be saved as the clip is being secured into place while the shoe is being taken out of the rack with the big and second toe of the right foot and slipped on. She rushed out of the door grabbing an apple, ran out of the apartment gates and hailed one of the waiting autos to drop her to her stop. Hardly 10 bucks…to make up for the time lost while getting ready
The Scorpios
Monday, October 30, 2006
Friday, October 27, 2006
Other Than Normal Types of Eaters
1. Frog/ Conveyor Belt type- Sticks the tongue out, places the food on it and pulls the tongue back
2. Shovel type- Places the food with the spoon on the tongue, turns in the spoon at the same time pulls the tongue inside in such a way that the spoon hits the teeth and makes a clinging sound.
3. Cricketer- makes the food into balls and throws it into the mouth. Surprisingly, never misses the throw
4. Serial Killer- eats each item in the plate one by one. Will not proceed to the next without finishing one item
5. Mass-a-Chews-ates- will mix everything en masse’ and eat. Noodles, pulao, paneer, peas..etc – does not believe in course by course eating
6. Embarrassment of the Buffet- will pile the plate with everything available – does not believe in seconds as is afraid that the food may get over or does not want to stand in the queue again
7. Angrez ka Nana (pretends to be English gentleman)- will not use the hands but only spoon/ knife/ fork to eat- even the finger food
8. Apna Haath Jagannath (Literally means own hands are god- basically meaning self-dependant)- will use only hands no cutlery
9. Fist Filler- will fill up the fist with the food press them together hard, make it into a ball and then eat- may be feels that the food will fall off on it’s way to the mouth so secures it by tightening I into a single piece
10. Diligent Student- completes the course- will not go for seconds without finish the entire food on the plate. And then will serve the entire spread again such that on may think that the person is on the first helping
11. Lick them clean- one will never know that the plate has been used- it will be licked clean like new
12. Debris of Construction- the plate will look like a construction site- so many leftovers haphazardly placed on the plate
13. Organising committee- waste arranged neatly on the plate
14. Orchestra Member- Makes lot of noise with the cutlery
15. Lick, Slurp, Gobble- Makes a lot of slurping sounds wile eating
16. Knead, Collect & Eat- cannot lift the food with the fingers, uses the whole hand to make a kneading like motion, thereby lifting a large quantity of the food – especially if it’s a combination of gravy and solid food.
17. Slide and Pick- Uses the edge of the hand, - the end near the little finger- to push the food to the corner of the plate and pick it up
18. Finger in the pie- not well versed with the spoon/ fork- will sometimes push food on the spoon with the help of the left index finger
19. Drip Drip Drip- the gravy will drip from the hands toward the wrist and will be licked clean in one quick swirling motion of the tongue
20. Unknown Stranger- the pile of food will be so high that only when the person is half way through and the pile of food has come down, his/her identity will be revealed to the fellow eaters
21. Early to bed but Late to rise- 1st to start and last to finish- either very slow or eats too much
22. Fast & Furious- will eat in top speed – even if is the last one to start, will be the first one to finish
23. Gobbler- Does not believe in chewing
2. Shovel type- Places the food with the spoon on the tongue, turns in the spoon at the same time pulls the tongue inside in such a way that the spoon hits the teeth and makes a clinging sound.
3. Cricketer- makes the food into balls and throws it into the mouth. Surprisingly, never misses the throw
4. Serial Killer- eats each item in the plate one by one. Will not proceed to the next without finishing one item
5. Mass-a-Chews-ates- will mix everything en masse’ and eat. Noodles, pulao, paneer, peas..etc – does not believe in course by course eating
6. Embarrassment of the Buffet- will pile the plate with everything available – does not believe in seconds as is afraid that the food may get over or does not want to stand in the queue again
7. Angrez ka Nana (pretends to be English gentleman)- will not use the hands but only spoon/ knife/ fork to eat- even the finger food
8. Apna Haath Jagannath (Literally means own hands are god- basically meaning self-dependant)- will use only hands no cutlery
9. Fist Filler- will fill up the fist with the food press them together hard, make it into a ball and then eat- may be feels that the food will fall off on it’s way to the mouth so secures it by tightening I into a single piece
10. Diligent Student- completes the course- will not go for seconds without finish the entire food on the plate. And then will serve the entire spread again such that on may think that the person is on the first helping
11. Lick them clean- one will never know that the plate has been used- it will be licked clean like new
12. Debris of Construction- the plate will look like a construction site- so many leftovers haphazardly placed on the plate
13. Organising committee- waste arranged neatly on the plate
14. Orchestra Member- Makes lot of noise with the cutlery
15. Lick, Slurp, Gobble- Makes a lot of slurping sounds wile eating
16. Knead, Collect & Eat- cannot lift the food with the fingers, uses the whole hand to make a kneading like motion, thereby lifting a large quantity of the food – especially if it’s a combination of gravy and solid food.
17. Slide and Pick- Uses the edge of the hand, - the end near the little finger- to push the food to the corner of the plate and pick it up
18. Finger in the pie- not well versed with the spoon/ fork- will sometimes push food on the spoon with the help of the left index finger
19. Drip Drip Drip- the gravy will drip from the hands toward the wrist and will be licked clean in one quick swirling motion of the tongue
20. Unknown Stranger- the pile of food will be so high that only when the person is half way through and the pile of food has come down, his/her identity will be revealed to the fellow eaters
21. Early to bed but Late to rise- 1st to start and last to finish- either very slow or eats too much
22. Fast & Furious- will eat in top speed – even if is the last one to start, will be the first one to finish
23. Gobbler- Does not believe in chewing
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
How Safe Are We On The Roads
The other day I was driving home from work. It was raining and already dark. As I was inching at the signal, my car moved a little backward as the road was sloping so. There was a sumo behind me and imagine the audacity of the driver. He came and opened my door and started cursing at me... even though my car had not hit his.I didn't want to get into a fight and so I simply shut my door & locked it. Meanwhile a guy on a bike positioned himself right in front of my headlight and started talking something which I suspect was really rude. And I always thought this never happened in Chennai.
Another day, a one-eyed rickshaw puller saw me taking the turn and purposely crossed my path giving a seemingly evil smile - the best he could muster- just to irk me I guess.
A friend of mine was driving with the window rolled down. She had overtaken this man and at the next signal he snatched her keys from the open window and ran into a nearby apartment.
Moral of the story- for your own safety, drive with the A/C on and lock all doors. Don't get into ego trips on the road - don't bother about racing with the morons on the road- they have nothing to lose but you have your sanity, life and precious time. Don't ever swear - throw a stone in the muck and you get muck on yourself
Another day, a one-eyed rickshaw puller saw me taking the turn and purposely crossed my path giving a seemingly evil smile - the best he could muster- just to irk me I guess.
A friend of mine was driving with the window rolled down. She had overtaken this man and at the next signal he snatched her keys from the open window and ran into a nearby apartment.
Moral of the story- for your own safety, drive with the A/C on and lock all doors. Don't get into ego trips on the road - don't bother about racing with the morons on the road- they have nothing to lose but you have your sanity, life and precious time. Don't ever swear - throw a stone in the muck and you get muck on yourself
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Only in Bihar
Terminiology typical to Bihar which outsiders find confusing
When someone says he has gone for Marketing they mean he has gone for Shopping
Baadaam means peanut and not Almond as they shorten the word chiniaa baadaam to baadaam
Underwear is a euphamised Bra
Meat means mutton or goat's flesh
When someone says "there is no Light" they mean there is no power supply
This one is not even corrected in school- Copy- which means notebook
Pronunciation goof ups
The r is not silent in Iron
Is-too means Stew
Any Additions to the list? Probably someone can do a similar one for their home town!
NB- I am a proud Bihari!
When someone says he has gone for Marketing they mean he has gone for Shopping
Baadaam means peanut and not Almond as they shorten the word chiniaa baadaam to baadaam
Underwear is a euphamised Bra
Meat means mutton or goat's flesh
When someone says "there is no Light" they mean there is no power supply
This one is not even corrected in school- Copy- which means notebook
Pronunciation goof ups
The r is not silent in Iron
Is-too means Stew
Any Additions to the list? Probably someone can do a similar one for their home town!
NB- I am a proud Bihari!
Thursday, October 19, 2006
The Final Countdown
The last day of my 1st job.
I am going to miss the place I have spent a quarter of my lifetime. I am going to miss getting up in the morning and rushing to be on time at the bus stop. I am going to miss calling P and telling her beforehand that I am on the way so that they don’t leave me and go. I am going to miss even fighting with the driver if he comes early and does not wait. I am going to miss taking the familiar, scenic route to office situated like in the middle of nowhere. I am going to miss the fun, laughter, gossiping and bitching at the workplace. I will miss having the same mailbox, id & password for the last so many years. I am going to miss my colleagues old and new. I will miss being a fossil or a veteran whichever way you want to call it and being known well among colleagues. I am going to miss my 17 inch LCD monitor, miss the computer that I have gotten so used to and the new mouse that I pestered IS into giving me. I will miss the never ending conferences and project meetings too. I will miss the nitpicking of the canteen food. I am going to miss the broken key I used to open the desk drawer with & the chair that I have adjusted so well to suit my contour and my liking. I am going to miss my cubicle and it’s paraphernalia. I am going to miss smelling fragrances good and bad. Hell, I am even going to miss the security who salutes if I happen to come in my car & hardly looks my way if I come in public transport. All in all I will miss the familiarity of my workplace.
Till I join my new place, I have to depend on Hubby’s laptop and that too during the god-forsaken hours that he comes back home. So I may become a little antisocial due to lack of time, not lack of interest. I will try to post as regularly as possible but please do not ditch my blog. Please, please, please visit my blog for updates and keep the comments flowing in.
I am going to miss the place I have spent a quarter of my lifetime. I am going to miss getting up in the morning and rushing to be on time at the bus stop. I am going to miss calling P and telling her beforehand that I am on the way so that they don’t leave me and go. I am going to miss even fighting with the driver if he comes early and does not wait. I am going to miss taking the familiar, scenic route to office situated like in the middle of nowhere. I am going to miss the fun, laughter, gossiping and bitching at the workplace. I will miss having the same mailbox, id & password for the last so many years. I am going to miss my colleagues old and new. I will miss being a fossil or a veteran whichever way you want to call it and being known well among colleagues. I am going to miss my 17 inch LCD monitor, miss the computer that I have gotten so used to and the new mouse that I pestered IS into giving me. I will miss the never ending conferences and project meetings too. I will miss the nitpicking of the canteen food. I am going to miss the broken key I used to open the desk drawer with & the chair that I have adjusted so well to suit my contour and my liking. I am going to miss my cubicle and it’s paraphernalia. I am going to miss smelling fragrances good and bad. Hell, I am even going to miss the security who salutes if I happen to come in my car & hardly looks my way if I come in public transport. All in all I will miss the familiarity of my workplace.
Till I join my new place, I have to depend on Hubby’s laptop and that too during the god-forsaken hours that he comes back home. So I may become a little antisocial due to lack of time, not lack of interest. I will try to post as regularly as possible but please do not ditch my blog. Please, please, please visit my blog for updates and keep the comments flowing in.
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
Babies- Their Royal Highnesses
The adorable babies in their innocence can unknowingly make one feel elated or insecure in different situations.
• Elation is when they fight for my lap when I come back home and insecurity is when they don’t look at me when hubby comes back
• Insecurity is when they refused to recognize hubby when he came back home after a long tour
• Elation is when they hug me (spontaneously) when they want a feed and insecurity is when they slip out of my lap on other occasions
• Insecurity is when a friend’s daughter asked her mom “who is this uncle” (referring her father who was abroad for sometime)
• Ojas smiled at the ex –maid and bawled at the current maid at the same time
• They gave my Mom suspicious looks when they saw her after 5 months. They keep looking askance at her while playing and don’t’ smile at all. (My mom took care of them the 1st 6 months and she used to be their favourite during that time)
• They forget my brother every weekend. Ojas howls when he sees him.
• My Dad spent the nights walking them to sleep when they were a month old. They are giving him the cold shoulder treatment
• Insecurity was during the 1st 6 months when they used to scream everytime they saw my In-laws and now there is elation when they treat them with angry “words” if they are late or don’t turn up for a day
• Ojas screamed at my neighbor when she tried to pick up Tejas
• My nephew never used to come to me even though I used to show him the car keys. Since he had never seen me drive, he thought I was cheating him
• Ojas was trying to crawl to my room when he woke up in the middle of the night and found that he was sleeping with My Mom- inspite of sleeping a good part of the 1st 6 months with my Mom
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
His & Hers - Quirks of Nature
Ideas picked up from personal experience and my interaction with other couples
His
He throws the wet towel on the bed instead of putting it up on the clothes line
Leaves the newspaper lying around in unimaginable places after reading
Stuffs the socks inside the shoes for days and gives for washing when they reach the yuck stage
Banana peel/ chocolate wrapper will be proudly seated on the sofa
Leaves soap wrapper on the bathroom shelf
An empty glass will almost always be found under the sofa
He will say I‘ll be back in 15 minutes and will take almost 2 hours to be back
Will never pick up the clothes from clothes line
Will expect her to keep the home spic & span. He will do the major cleaning once in a blue moon and expect to receive the benefit of the good deed in the form of praises and no major work given till the next blue moon when he decides that the cleaning has to be done.
Hers
She refuses to order a soft drink in the restaurant, even tries to dissuade him from ordering one- but happily take a larger than fair share from the soft drink that he orders
Makes long telephone calls to her Mom & other relatives but blames him if the bills are huge –tells him that it is all because of the continuous browsing he did.
Somehow blames him for everything- unpaid/ overdue bills, missed couriers, even maid not turning up
Asks him to drop her to work, for shopping etc even if she knows how to drive- gives the cold treatment if he refuses to drop her.
She fights with him if he watches TV but keeps a tight schedule of TV viewing herself
Will always complain that he does not take her out
Always asks why do you love me or do you love me or how much do you love me.
Will compare present behaviour with pre-marriage behaviour- holding hands, romancing, giving flowers
Will expect him to clean the loo
Unanswered Questions
Who fills the water bottles and keeps inside the fridge?
Who makes the bed?
Who keeps the groceries inside when both have taken the trouble to shop for them?
Who remembers the due date for bills?
Who supervises the plumber, carpenter, mechanic and gardener?
Who reads the documents of investments?
Who negotiates or rather bargains during purchases?
Who does the planning & organizing of functions/ parties?
His
He throws the wet towel on the bed instead of putting it up on the clothes line
Leaves the newspaper lying around in unimaginable places after reading
Stuffs the socks inside the shoes for days and gives for washing when they reach the yuck stage
Banana peel/ chocolate wrapper will be proudly seated on the sofa
Leaves soap wrapper on the bathroom shelf
An empty glass will almost always be found under the sofa
He will say I‘ll be back in 15 minutes and will take almost 2 hours to be back
Will never pick up the clothes from clothes line
Will expect her to keep the home spic & span. He will do the major cleaning once in a blue moon and expect to receive the benefit of the good deed in the form of praises and no major work given till the next blue moon when he decides that the cleaning has to be done.
Hers
She refuses to order a soft drink in the restaurant, even tries to dissuade him from ordering one- but happily take a larger than fair share from the soft drink that he orders
Makes long telephone calls to her Mom & other relatives but blames him if the bills are huge –tells him that it is all because of the continuous browsing he did.
Somehow blames him for everything- unpaid/ overdue bills, missed couriers, even maid not turning up
Asks him to drop her to work, for shopping etc even if she knows how to drive- gives the cold treatment if he refuses to drop her.
She fights with him if he watches TV but keeps a tight schedule of TV viewing herself
Will always complain that he does not take her out
Always asks why do you love me or do you love me or how much do you love me.
Will compare present behaviour with pre-marriage behaviour- holding hands, romancing, giving flowers
Will expect him to clean the loo
Unanswered Questions
Who fills the water bottles and keeps inside the fridge?
Who makes the bed?
Who keeps the groceries inside when both have taken the trouble to shop for them?
Who remembers the due date for bills?
Who supervises the plumber, carpenter, mechanic and gardener?
Who reads the documents of investments?
Who negotiates or rather bargains during purchases?
Who does the planning & organizing of functions/ parties?
Monday, October 16, 2006
Dizzy* Heights- Version 2
Continuing with my previous post of Heights
Height of Dodge- When I want Ojas to give me whatever he has in his hand, I say “Thank you”. He immediately gives it to me & before I can take possession of it, he takes it back & runs away.
Height of Starting Early- Ojas sings aa aa aa in the tune of bheege honth tere song of the movie Murder …well - almost
Height of Unsportsmanship spirit- I play hide & seek with Ojas & Tejas. If they cannot find me, they cry
Height of Piousness- Both join hubby when he does the puja
Height of Teasing- I tell Tejas not to lick the floor; he looks at me & then licks it again.
Height of Studiousness- both fighting for the single Alphabets book they possess.
Height of Similarity- Both will take a pair of socks and play with it- “banging” them together
Height of Persistance- Ojas is playing with a dangerous toy, I snatch it & give him another. He takes it & throws it away and does that until I give the dangerous one to him.
Height of Challenge- Tejas stands up holding me/ chair, leaves his hands and smiles to himself till he is able to hold himself up.
Height of Playfulness- Tejas thinks Ojas is playing with him when he crawls fast. Seeing him do that, Tejas grins, shakes his head, crawls rapidly & tries to hide in my lap
Height of Daredevilry- Ojas used to be scared of the food processor. Now, he goes to the kitchen in his walker and stares at the food processor straight “into the eye” when it is running.
Height of Technocrat- Tejas has removed the “Fn” key of my sister’s laptop
Height of Buttering- Tejas will look sweetly at my sister or hubby when they switch on their laptop
Height of Sixth Sense- Ojas will say Ta Ta when he sees someone wearing their sandals or picking the handbag.
Height of Engrossment- They gobble up the entire food while watching ads on TV or some song
Height of Cultural Activity- They favour certain songs and rush to the TV whenever those songs are playing. Ojas will dance (arms moving balle balle) and tejas will have a foolish smile on his face.
Height of Cleanliness- During meals, Tejas will wipe his mouth over my dress.
Height of Grooming- Both will wipe each other's face with their nappy pads.
Height of Participation- Both will have their own glasses in the Juice shop
Height of Arrogance- The look on their face when they are standing at the steering wheel
* The term dizzy heights is borrowed from Hip Hop grand Mom (mentioned on the comments in my heights post)
Tagged
I have been Tagged by Has to Be Me
I have to list out as per the questions in her 2nd post . So here goes.
3 Smells I love:
1. Perfumes 2. Sunshine (Believe me it smells) 3. Any Food
3 Smells I hate:
1. Dustbin odour 2. outside Aavin milk factory 3. drainage smell
3 Jobs that I have had in my life:
1. Student 2. Fragrance Selecting & Marketing 3. Wife & Mom
3 Movies that I could watch over and over:
1. Jaane bhi do yaaron 2. while you were sleeping 3. Munna bhaai MBBS (with the english translation – I speak hindi but I like the way it has been translated on the DVD)
3 Fond memories:
1. When I got my first job
2. When I got a letter from Rajiv Gandhi when I was a kid
3. My pregnancy
3 Jobs I would love to have:
1. Writing for a Magazine 2. Mystery Shopper 3. Librarian- so that I can read all books
3 Things I like to do:
1. Read and munch on snacks 2 shop – actual or window 3 Net surfing
3 Of my favorite foods:
1. Salted snacks- Lays Chips/ Haldiram aaloo bhujia/ Peanuts 2. Sweets- gulabjaamun/ cakes 3 Non veg
3 Places I would like to be right now:
1. Switzerland 2. London 3. Paris
3 Things that make me cry:
1. Fight 2. Losing an argument 3. Disappointment
I tag art navy, usha, apu, vinay.
I have to list out as per the questions in her 2nd post . So here goes.
3 Smells I love:
1. Perfumes 2. Sunshine (Believe me it smells) 3. Any Food
3 Smells I hate:
1. Dustbin odour 2. outside Aavin milk factory 3. drainage smell
3 Jobs that I have had in my life:
1. Student 2. Fragrance Selecting & Marketing 3. Wife & Mom
3 Movies that I could watch over and over:
1. Jaane bhi do yaaron 2. while you were sleeping 3. Munna bhaai MBBS (with the english translation – I speak hindi but I like the way it has been translated on the DVD)
3 Fond memories:
1. When I got my first job
2. When I got a letter from Rajiv Gandhi when I was a kid
3. My pregnancy
3 Jobs I would love to have:
1. Writing for a Magazine 2. Mystery Shopper 3. Librarian- so that I can read all books
3 Things I like to do:
1. Read and munch on snacks 2 shop – actual or window 3 Net surfing
3 Of my favorite foods:
1. Salted snacks- Lays Chips/ Haldiram aaloo bhujia/ Peanuts 2. Sweets- gulabjaamun/ cakes 3 Non veg
3 Places I would like to be right now:
1. Switzerland 2. London 3. Paris
3 Things that make me cry:
1. Fight 2. Losing an argument 3. Disappointment
I tag art navy, usha, apu, vinay.
Friday, October 13, 2006
Notice Period
Things change rapidly the moment one puts in the papers. No matter how long one has served the company. A few changes I have experienced this week are-
1. The extra chair in my cubicle has been borrowed & never returned, within a few minutes of my resigning
2. The beverage served has reduced by a quarter!!
3. Mailbox is empty
4. I can browse the net/ blog as much as possible without feeling guilty
5. I can take leave or come late or levae early without feeling guilty
6. I hardly get phone calls
7. Suddenly people have become overtly friendly and are bitching about the company/ people or discussing secrets
8. Suddenly some friendly people have started ignoring me- I am not asked for creative inputs at all
9. I need not participate in projects as info is sensitive around me
10. I can make long phone calls on my cell without feeling guilty
11. People are asking me how to apply for a job in that particular place where I am joining
12. People are discussing their salary details with me even though I do not want to hear it.
13. I have become detached to everything that is happening & look at things with neutral eyes
When I think of the way things have changed within minutes of my resigning, I feel that the mandatory notice period should be waived off in special cases where the employee can no longer contribute. Especially in my case when I have a team who is intimately involved in the projects so I need not do any particular handover or close projects. Food for thought!!
1. The extra chair in my cubicle has been borrowed & never returned, within a few minutes of my resigning
2. The beverage served has reduced by a quarter!!
3. Mailbox is empty
4. I can browse the net/ blog as much as possible without feeling guilty
5. I can take leave or come late or levae early without feeling guilty
6. I hardly get phone calls
7. Suddenly people have become overtly friendly and are bitching about the company/ people or discussing secrets
8. Suddenly some friendly people have started ignoring me- I am not asked for creative inputs at all
9. I need not participate in projects as info is sensitive around me
10. I can make long phone calls on my cell without feeling guilty
11. People are asking me how to apply for a job in that particular place where I am joining
12. People are discussing their salary details with me even though I do not want to hear it.
13. I have become detached to everything that is happening & look at things with neutral eyes
When I think of the way things have changed within minutes of my resigning, I feel that the mandatory notice period should be waived off in special cases where the employee can no longer contribute. Especially in my case when I have a team who is intimately involved in the projects so I need not do any particular handover or close projects. Food for thought!!
Notice Period
Things change rapidly the moment one puts in the papers. No matter how long one has served the company. A few changes I have experienced this week are-
1. The extra chair in my cubicle has been borrowed & never returned, within a few minutes of my resigning
2. The beverage served has reduced by a quarter!!
3. Mailbox is empty
4. I can browse the net/ blog as much as possible without feeling guilty
5. I can take leave or come late or levae early without feeling guilty
6. I hardly get phone calls
7. Suddenly people have become overtly friendly and are bitching about the company/ people or discussing secrets
8. Suddenly some friendly people have started ignoring me- I am not asked for creative inputs at all
9. I need not participate in projects as info is sensitive around me
10. I can make long phone calls on my cell without feeling guilty
11. People are asking me how to apply for a job in that particular place where I am joining
12. People are discussing their salary details with me even though I do not want to hear it.
13. I have become detached to everything that is happening & look at things with neutral eyes
When I think of the way things have changed within minutes of my resigning, I feel that the mandatory notice period should be waived off in special cases where the employee can no longer contribute. Especially in my case when I have a team who is intimately involved in the projects so I need not do any particular handover or close projects. Food for thought!!
1. The extra chair in my cubicle has been borrowed & never returned, within a few minutes of my resigning
2. The beverage served has reduced by a quarter!!
3. Mailbox is empty
4. I can browse the net/ blog as much as possible without feeling guilty
5. I can take leave or come late or levae early without feeling guilty
6. I hardly get phone calls
7. Suddenly people have become overtly friendly and are bitching about the company/ people or discussing secrets
8. Suddenly some friendly people have started ignoring me- I am not asked for creative inputs at all
9. I need not participate in projects as info is sensitive around me
10. I can make long phone calls on my cell without feeling guilty
11. People are asking me how to apply for a job in that particular place where I am joining
12. People are discussing their salary details with me even though I do not want to hear it.
13. I have become detached to everything that is happening & look at things with neutral eyes
When I think of the way things have changed within minutes of my resigning, I feel that the mandatory notice period should be waived off in special cases where the employee can no longer contribute. Especially in my case when I have a team who is intimately involved in the projects so I need not do any particular handover or close projects. Food for thought!!
Wednesday, October 11, 2006
Experiences during Pregnancy
Apart from the usual, there are a few things I experienced with the twin gestation
1. Heart Beat- Doc heard the 1st heart beat on my right side and automatically searched the left side for the 2nd. She couldn’t find it. After a few tries, she discovered that the 2nd one was on the right too. Meaning both had their heads in the same direction- so friendly
2. 1st trimester scan- twin 1 was sitting and twin 2 was lying down. Twin 1 was boxing twin 2’s bum & Twin 2 was kicking twin 1’s nose- “in”fighting
3. Each kick by one twin had an answering kick by the 2nd twin
4. There were times when I couldn’t sleep during the advanced stage- both used to invariably have their heads towards the top and I could hardly breath forget about lying down. No amount of “hitting” them would make them budge. Sometimes this used to happen when I was having my food and I could not eat until they moved downwards
5. When both their heads used to move to one side in the last trimester, I could not turn to that side until one of them deigned to move to the other part.
6. If one was kicking and the 2nd was not, the 1st one used to continue kicking until the 2nd one woke up and started answering the kicks.
7. Doc said that C-section is the best way to do because one can never ensure that both will be normal deliveries so better not to take a chance
8. Twins tend not to stay inside after the 37th week. There is no space to grow further. The doc suggested an auspicious date & time according to the charts for delivery. My little monsters did not agree to that, is another story- they were 4 days earlier than the good date & 18 days earlier than the calendar date.
9. No allowed physical activity – even walking- since I was working, the exercise was considered to be more than enough. So I told all those who asked me to walk to go take a walk themselves & leave me to my devices.
10. While I was happily doing all the fun things like shopping, going to restaurants (had been to kabab court 2 days before the delivery) a friend of mine who is also carrying twins is strictly on bed rest due to complications
11. Walking became difficult from 5th month onwards and I was looking as if I will deliver anytime.
12. I gained 25 kgs
1. Heart Beat- Doc heard the 1st heart beat on my right side and automatically searched the left side for the 2nd. She couldn’t find it. After a few tries, she discovered that the 2nd one was on the right too. Meaning both had their heads in the same direction- so friendly
2. 1st trimester scan- twin 1 was sitting and twin 2 was lying down. Twin 1 was boxing twin 2’s bum & Twin 2 was kicking twin 1’s nose- “in”fighting
3. Each kick by one twin had an answering kick by the 2nd twin
4. There were times when I couldn’t sleep during the advanced stage- both used to invariably have their heads towards the top and I could hardly breath forget about lying down. No amount of “hitting” them would make them budge. Sometimes this used to happen when I was having my food and I could not eat until they moved downwards
5. When both their heads used to move to one side in the last trimester, I could not turn to that side until one of them deigned to move to the other part.
6. If one was kicking and the 2nd was not, the 1st one used to continue kicking until the 2nd one woke up and started answering the kicks.
7. Doc said that C-section is the best way to do because one can never ensure that both will be normal deliveries so better not to take a chance
8. Twins tend not to stay inside after the 37th week. There is no space to grow further. The doc suggested an auspicious date & time according to the charts for delivery. My little monsters did not agree to that, is another story- they were 4 days earlier than the good date & 18 days earlier than the calendar date.
9. No allowed physical activity – even walking- since I was working, the exercise was considered to be more than enough. So I told all those who asked me to walk to go take a walk themselves & leave me to my devices.
10. While I was happily doing all the fun things like shopping, going to restaurants (had been to kabab court 2 days before the delivery) a friend of mine who is also carrying twins is strictly on bed rest due to complications
11. Walking became difficult from 5th month onwards and I was looking as if I will deliver anytime.
12. I gained 25 kgs
Tuesday, October 10, 2006
Yuck Yuck! Nose Diggers Ahoy!
STATUTORY WARNING- Ok guys, here is a yucky post. Read only if you can stomach it & promise you won’t think I am an ick person…
I have done intensive research on the fine art of nose digging. People dig their nose as if they were doing normal things like sneezing or coughing. With all due respect to views otherwise, this really yucks me. I remember reading somewhere that nose picking is quite therapeutic and de-stressing. Anyways, my observations-
1. The Hidden Agenda- holds the newspaper with one hand, hides his face completely behind it and digs with the other hand
2. The Sculptor- digs out the boogies, rolls it between the finger and thumb to create various shapes
3. The Sportsman- Makes the boogie into balls and rolls it around
4. The Public Display Artist- Can pick the nose in an open forum, in front of anybody
5. The Pick Flick- Picks the nose & flicks the boogie away in any direction
6. The Daring- does not follow the adage- People who live in glass houses should not throw boogies- sits in his all glass cabin and digs away to glory
7. Twist & Turn- Twists the nose while digging
8. The Rapist- digs real deep, vigorously
9. Hide & Seek- Rolls away the boogie & then picks it up again to re-roll if there is none left in the nose. Will be annoyed if he cannot find it
10. Disguiser- will be picking the nose when alone but if someone walks into the room, he will pretend he was just scratching his nose or rubbing his face- well the secret is out if the boogie happens to get stuck onto his face. Eeeow!
11. Regional Manager- The finger/ hand is always in that region of face where the nose belongs- and you will never realize how swiftly the finger will dig in and come out.
12. Shop till you Drop- they will dig and drop it in you cubicle at times- I have many times followed the descent of the boogie when the offender is leaning at my cubicle wall and talking.
13. Side business- They dig and then fold their hands and drop it down daintily- just today a lady co-traveler in my office van did it- I changed my seat immediately-Well early morning you can’t have boogies falling on your dress- absolutely unacceptable!!
14. Leisure Hobby- will not do it in public but once he is back home he will do it relaxingly much to the disgust of the family members
15, My favourite- The altruistic- these are the mothers/ fathers who willingly clean up the unwilling noses of their babies- I am one of those!! And can feel the relief my babies must feel after the clearing!! (BTW, I have seen an infant nose cleaner in Lifestyle stores. Works on suction principle- Has anyone tried it? Please give a product review.)
I have done intensive research on the fine art of nose digging. People dig their nose as if they were doing normal things like sneezing or coughing. With all due respect to views otherwise, this really yucks me. I remember reading somewhere that nose picking is quite therapeutic and de-stressing. Anyways, my observations-
1. The Hidden Agenda- holds the newspaper with one hand, hides his face completely behind it and digs with the other hand
2. The Sculptor- digs out the boogies, rolls it between the finger and thumb to create various shapes
3. The Sportsman- Makes the boogie into balls and rolls it around
4. The Public Display Artist- Can pick the nose in an open forum, in front of anybody
5. The Pick Flick- Picks the nose & flicks the boogie away in any direction
6. The Daring- does not follow the adage- People who live in glass houses should not throw boogies- sits in his all glass cabin and digs away to glory
7. Twist & Turn- Twists the nose while digging
8. The Rapist- digs real deep, vigorously
9. Hide & Seek- Rolls away the boogie & then picks it up again to re-roll if there is none left in the nose. Will be annoyed if he cannot find it
10. Disguiser- will be picking the nose when alone but if someone walks into the room, he will pretend he was just scratching his nose or rubbing his face- well the secret is out if the boogie happens to get stuck onto his face. Eeeow!
11. Regional Manager- The finger/ hand is always in that region of face where the nose belongs- and you will never realize how swiftly the finger will dig in and come out.
12. Shop till you Drop- they will dig and drop it in you cubicle at times- I have many times followed the descent of the boogie when the offender is leaning at my cubicle wall and talking.
13. Side business- They dig and then fold their hands and drop it down daintily- just today a lady co-traveler in my office van did it- I changed my seat immediately-Well early morning you can’t have boogies falling on your dress- absolutely unacceptable!!
14. Leisure Hobby- will not do it in public but once he is back home he will do it relaxingly much to the disgust of the family members
15, My favourite- The altruistic- these are the mothers/ fathers who willingly clean up the unwilling noses of their babies- I am one of those!! And can feel the relief my babies must feel after the clearing!! (BTW, I have seen an infant nose cleaner in Lifestyle stores. Works on suction principle- Has anyone tried it? Please give a product review.)
Monday, October 09, 2006
End of a Chapter
How does one feel when one is in the process of ending a relationship?
Or when one is courting outside the current relationship?
How does one go about searching for the right one during the illicit courtship?
The clandestine meetings that happen to size up the other party. How one goes about fixing the right place and time so that either party is not caught off-guard.
And if the courtship does not end in a new relationship, how do they back out and ensure that the secret is not out? Is either party at ease after that?
And once a deal is final, how does one go and inform the home turf that the relationship is off?
What happens just before one is actually going to end it all? What are the thoughts the few days before? How should I say it? Shall I leave a letter? Whom shall I say first?
Once the deed is done isn’t there a strange empty feeling? Or a feeling of elation of breaking free? Being in a no-man’s land with no responsibility or accountability until the day one begins the new relationship?
How does one go about packing up the belongings? What should be taken, what should be thrown away and what should be handed over? Should one leave instructions behind? How does the current “partner” carry on without the one who is ending it up? Does one feel a responsibility towards it?
Yes folks, I have ended a 7.5 year long relationship this morning. I always thought it was easy to end it all and used to advice my friends who were unhappy, to go for a change. But when I am the one who is taking the plunge, I have realized that the decision is not so easy. You have to think the pros and cons of ending a chapter of your life. Will the new relationship be better than or even as good as the current one?
On my part, I have invested more than 7 years- that is a little less than a quarter of my lifetime and the 2nd longest institution I have been attached to – the first being my school where I spent 12 years.
This morning I have resigned from my 1st job. During the courtship phase I have experienced a gamut of emotions ranging from the high one gets after a dare-devilry to the guilt of not being true to the current relationship. And since I am moving within the industry, the stakes of courtship have been high. What if things had not materialized and I were “caught” before that? Or”caught” after that too?
I do not know whether I have taken the right decision. I am going by the oft repeated adage- everything happens for the best. So touch wood.
Or when one is courting outside the current relationship?
How does one go about searching for the right one during the illicit courtship?
The clandestine meetings that happen to size up the other party. How one goes about fixing the right place and time so that either party is not caught off-guard.
And if the courtship does not end in a new relationship, how do they back out and ensure that the secret is not out? Is either party at ease after that?
And once a deal is final, how does one go and inform the home turf that the relationship is off?
What happens just before one is actually going to end it all? What are the thoughts the few days before? How should I say it? Shall I leave a letter? Whom shall I say first?
Once the deed is done isn’t there a strange empty feeling? Or a feeling of elation of breaking free? Being in a no-man’s land with no responsibility or accountability until the day one begins the new relationship?
How does one go about packing up the belongings? What should be taken, what should be thrown away and what should be handed over? Should one leave instructions behind? How does the current “partner” carry on without the one who is ending it up? Does one feel a responsibility towards it?
Yes folks, I have ended a 7.5 year long relationship this morning. I always thought it was easy to end it all and used to advice my friends who were unhappy, to go for a change. But when I am the one who is taking the plunge, I have realized that the decision is not so easy. You have to think the pros and cons of ending a chapter of your life. Will the new relationship be better than or even as good as the current one?
On my part, I have invested more than 7 years- that is a little less than a quarter of my lifetime and the 2nd longest institution I have been attached to – the first being my school where I spent 12 years.
This morning I have resigned from my 1st job. During the courtship phase I have experienced a gamut of emotions ranging from the high one gets after a dare-devilry to the guilt of not being true to the current relationship. And since I am moving within the industry, the stakes of courtship have been high. What if things had not materialized and I were “caught” before that? Or”caught” after that too?
I do not know whether I have taken the right decision. I am going by the oft repeated adage- everything happens for the best. So touch wood.
Friday, October 06, 2006
Festivals
Festivals give us a break from routine life along with the accompanying holiday, (Come to think of it, since every month we have some festival or the other to look forward to, the breaks are too often!)
Especially true when we are kids or not married. Once women get married, it’s a lot of hard work- they become accountable for making the entire thing work. They conceive the entire celebrations down to the last detail, starting from “spring” cleaning, making/ buying goodies and keeping them in a safe place so that the kids or the “big” kid in the house do not finish them up before the d-day arrives. And then there is planning for new clothes, decorations, pooja, inviting guests & deciding whom to visit and when. Of course the man of the house or the older kids are the one who do the errands but in true managerial fashion, “Home Ministry” takes the all important role of planning, organizing & financial control.
And the praises that are showered- the woman of the house basks in the glory with the modest- oh, it was nothing. So kudos to every woman who manages the whole show.
When I got down thinking why exactly we welcome festivals, these are a few thoughts apart from the “break from routine” that came to my mind-
1. Upholding & Cultivating Values, Traditions, Culture
2. Outlet to the creative streak & special skills- sweet making, decorations
3. Joy of giving- time for gifts
4. Shopoholics’ delight- you can never have enough of new clothes and what best excuse than the festival
5. Time to reach out- family & friends get together
6. Dress up for the occasion
7. The light feeling that comes after making the house sparkling clean and trash free
8. For old time’s sake & for future reference- especially once kids come into the picture, we want to make the day extra special for them. Memories that they would carry forward in their life and the hope that they will carry on the tradition that was passed on to us
9. Have something consistently to look forward to- like gamble on diwali, drink bhaang/ thandayi on Holi, play Dandiya during Navratri.
10. Use the occasion to do Social Work/ Charity and feel good about it.
Dhanteras day (also check)
4. Attempt to make sweets for Diwali (with Mom & MIL doing most of the things)
5. Ganesh Laxmi Puja on Diwali evening- will set up a small gharaunda- mini house made of cardboard & do the Ganesh- Laxmi puja on it.
6. Visit the diwali night
7. Celebration- We plan to celebrate Diwali in our apartment complex with Laxmi puja, Bhai dooj – Will fall 2 days after Diwali. Hope my brother will be there that day for the bhai dooj pooja.
9. Check out with the nearby orphanage on what I could do for them- sponsor a meal or give cash or any other durable that they need.
What else can I do? Suggestions would be welcome.
Especially true when we are kids or not married. Once women get married, it’s a lot of hard work- they become accountable for making the entire thing work. They conceive the entire celebrations down to the last detail, starting from “spring” cleaning, making/ buying goodies and keeping them in a safe place so that the kids or the “big” kid in the house do not finish them up before the d-day arrives. And then there is planning for new clothes, decorations, pooja, inviting guests & deciding whom to visit and when. Of course the man of the house or the older kids are the one who do the errands but in true managerial fashion, “Home Ministry” takes the all important role of planning, organizing & financial control.
And the praises that are showered- the woman of the house basks in the glory with the modest- oh, it was nothing. So kudos to every woman who manages the whole show.
When I got down thinking why exactly we welcome festivals, these are a few thoughts apart from the “break from routine” that came to my mind-
1. Upholding & Cultivating Values, Traditions, Culture
2. Outlet to the creative streak & special skills- sweet making, decorations
3. Joy of giving- time for gifts
4. Shopoholics’ delight- you can never have enough of new clothes and what best excuse than the festival
5. Time to reach out- family & friends get together
6. Dress up for the occasion
7. The light feeling that comes after making the house sparkling clean and trash free
8. For old time’s sake & for future reference- especially once kids come into the picture, we want to make the day extra special for them. Memories that they would carry forward in their life and the hope that they will carry on the tradition that was passed on to us
9. Have something consistently to look forward to- like gamble on diwali, drink bhaang/ thandayi on Holi, play Dandiya during Navratri.
10. Use the occasion to do Social Work/ Charity and feel good about it.
Dhanteras day (also check)
4. Attempt to make sweets for Diwali (with Mom & MIL doing most of the things)
5. Ganesh Laxmi Puja on Diwali evening- will set up a small gharaunda- mini house made of cardboard & do the Ganesh- Laxmi puja on it.
6. Visit the diwali night
7. Celebration- We plan to celebrate Diwali in our apartment complex with Laxmi puja, Bhai dooj – Will fall 2 days after Diwali. Hope my brother will be there that day for the bhai dooj pooja.
9. Check out with the nearby orphanage on what I could do for them- sponsor a meal or give cash or any other durable that they need.
What else can I do? Suggestions would be welcome.
Thursday, October 05, 2006
Equipped
From the word go, we have surrounded ourselves with stuff that would make our lives easy with the little monsters around.
Feeding Bottles- by the dozen. The pediatrician told us strictly not to use the feeding bottles. Till date we hide the feeding bottle before entering his room. Well, who wants to get a lecture from him on the demerits of it anyway? I just prop it and they drink by themselves. Spoon feeding milk is a little time consuming and messy since they will decide to turn the head away the moment I bring the spoon to their mouth. Sterilizing routine is tedious and chances of infection high if not cleaned properly. Should replace as often as possible and not reuse the left over milk
Kangaroo Bags- Useful during our lame attempts to shop. But gives back pain. The bag tends to hang and strains the neck / shoulders/ back. Sometimes my little monsters feel hot and tied down. They have already outgrown it. It also blocks the view- once I had Tejas in the kangaroo bag and missed a step and fell down - plonk.
Single Pram- as old as me. Everytime I decide to take them out, one of them falls asleep and I have to take only the one awake for a stroll. Single pram is more handy & easy to maneuver. I also take it with me to malls as the pram which they give is sometimes dirty with puke, food or what not. Also useful to put them to sleep.
Double pram- extremely useful when I have to take both of them out together, going to the beach or restaurant. But quite unwieldy.
Bouncers- extensively used- for sitting, making them sleep, feeding them (they can’t fidget and move around), rocking. The blue one can be used till they are about 1.5 years old. The chairs have music, calming vibrations, removable toys, lights to entertain the little ones. Keep a watchful eye as they tend to bend over to pick up stuff they have dropped and then can’t raise themselves back again sometimes.
High Chair- as old as me- has a chair cum potty- despite advices on the contrary, I started training them on the potty since they were 3 months as they were already on top feed and so were quite regularized. I expect it was more comfortable and well – satisfying, for them to sit & do relaxingly. Strap well though.
Small Potty- for travel time.
Walkers- This one was gifted to them and I was quite against using it. But tried one day just for the heck of it & found that it gave them freedom to move around, kept them busy and they stopped crying when we move away from their line of vision. They have become experts in negotiating curves and adjusting speed & one of them volunteers to go reverse gear if both get stuck in a corner- better road sense than we elders? But, be careful, it may trip. Make them wear shoes so that they don't dirty or hurt their feet.
Pending Purchases-
Bathtub- but I have no space to keep it, so I have decided to skip it as they will soon not need it.
Car seat- but once strapped that space can't be used by anyone else. The high chair that I have can be strapped to the car seat incidentally.
Feeding Bottles- by the dozen. The pediatrician told us strictly not to use the feeding bottles. Till date we hide the feeding bottle before entering his room. Well, who wants to get a lecture from him on the demerits of it anyway? I just prop it and they drink by themselves. Spoon feeding milk is a little time consuming and messy since they will decide to turn the head away the moment I bring the spoon to their mouth. Sterilizing routine is tedious and chances of infection high if not cleaned properly. Should replace as often as possible and not reuse the left over milk
Kangaroo Bags- Useful during our lame attempts to shop. But gives back pain. The bag tends to hang and strains the neck / shoulders/ back. Sometimes my little monsters feel hot and tied down. They have already outgrown it. It also blocks the view- once I had Tejas in the kangaroo bag and missed a step and fell down - plonk.
Single Pram- as old as me. Everytime I decide to take them out, one of them falls asleep and I have to take only the one awake for a stroll. Single pram is more handy & easy to maneuver. I also take it with me to malls as the pram which they give is sometimes dirty with puke, food or what not. Also useful to put them to sleep.
Double pram- extremely useful when I have to take both of them out together, going to the beach or restaurant. But quite unwieldy.
Bouncers- extensively used- for sitting, making them sleep, feeding them (they can’t fidget and move around), rocking. The blue one can be used till they are about 1.5 years old. The chairs have music, calming vibrations, removable toys, lights to entertain the little ones. Keep a watchful eye as they tend to bend over to pick up stuff they have dropped and then can’t raise themselves back again sometimes.
High Chair- as old as me- has a chair cum potty- despite advices on the contrary, I started training them on the potty since they were 3 months as they were already on top feed and so were quite regularized. I expect it was more comfortable and well – satisfying, for them to sit & do relaxingly. Strap well though.Small Potty- for travel time.
Walkers- This one was gifted to them and I was quite against using it. But tried one day just for the heck of it & found that it gave them freedom to move around, kept them busy and they stopped crying when we move away from their line of vision. They have become experts in negotiating curves and adjusting speed & one of them volunteers to go reverse gear if both get stuck in a corner- better road sense than we elders? But, be careful, it may trip. Make them wear shoes so that they don't dirty or hurt their feet.
Pending Purchases-
Bathtub- but I have no space to keep it, so I have decided to skip it as they will soon not need it.
Car seat- but once strapped that space can't be used by anyone else. The high chair that I have can be strapped to the car seat incidentally.
Wednesday, October 04, 2006
Heights
Height of cruelty- Tejas hitting his toy butterfly with his toy doggie
Height of reward- I strike a conversation with Ojas when he wakes up in the morning. He picks up his bottle and hands it to me in reward.
Height of challenge- Ojas surpasses himself in his achievements. He holds his feeding bottle cap between his toes, the next level is the feeding bottle, followed by his pillow, his bolster & finally my pillow. The ultimate goal is to be able to hold one end between his toes & the other in his mouth.
Height of vigilance- Tejas periodically removing the Velcro of Ojas’ nappy (to check if he has soiled it?)
Height of dieting- Ojas touches the roti to his foot before putting in his mouth until he is done with it.
Height of desperation- If we give the bottle to one baby who is hungry, the other automatically wants the bottle too.
Height of competition- Who gets into my lap first when I come back from office.
Height of comparison- Ojas comparing his foot with Daddy’s. What next?
Height of rivalry- Tejas crawls and climbs over Ojas who is taking his feed and cries until he gets it. Sometimes even snatches the bottle from Ojas’ mouth.
Height of anger- you take them out of the door & then come back into the house & the reaction you get post that.
Height of table manners- I gave Tejas a piece of bread & he grabbed at my plate & wouldn’t eat his bread until I gave him a plate of his own.
Height of fitness- Ojas doing push ups when trying to crawl & doing Adho mukha shvaanaasana when trying to stand up
Height of choice- the toy they select from their toy basket would be the lid of a box or a clothes clip that would have accidentally found its way into their basket
Height of choosiness- among his toy mobile phone, a normal cell phone & a flip model cell phone, Tejas selects the flip model every time and hates it if it is not flipped open before handing it over to him
Height of dadagiri- both shout at MIL aaayyyy if she arrives late in the morning
Height of frustration- Ojas trying to scratch his bum over his diaper
Height of provocation- Tejas snatches the remote from Ojas' hands, "runs" away in his walker, returns to Ojas, dangles the remote in front of him & runs away again.
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Tagged- weirdly
Rules of the tag- as I gathered from my trysts to other blogs
What is a tag- a tag is a set of questions, about self or books or movies or a wishlist. A tag can reach a blogger through another blogger. A blogger can even initiate a tag, forming a unique set of questions.
Doing the tag- the process
Name the person who has tagged you.
Do the tag in a similar way as the person who tagged you- in this case, I have to mention 9 weird things about myself.
Tag atleast 6 people
Inform the people you have tagged by posting a comment on their blog and also mention on the tag post.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Thanks Hip Hop Grandmom for tagging me- My first. I have to list out 9 weird things about myself.
The good thing about tags is that it sets you thinking, almost introspective. So here is my list
I think a lot, and when I get excited I think aloud- sometimes my brother has caught me pacing the floor and talking to myself. Sometimes, I go into my own dream world in the middle of a meeting and have been caught a few times off-guard. Post a good thinking session, I like to trace back & check from where I began & what thought led to the next
I am bad at remembering names. I am forever asking my husband the names of his close friends’ wives- can’t goof up on such things. Sometimes I mismatch names & faces. Extremely embarrassing. But contradictorily I have a very good photographic memory. I can recall a scene that took place years ago even indicating who was sitting where.
I am a compulsive sanitation freak. I wash hands quite often, wipe the kitchen counter even if a drop of water falls and clean the bathroom floor if there is a single dirty footprint.
I can recognize a song through the tune but can't sing it.
I cannot argue to prove my point. I find it extremely bothersome. Later on I will hate myself for giving in and not coming up with a smart retort to shut the other person off.
I don’t know how to do make-up. Lipstick is my mainstay.
I can cook an elaborate dinner for a guest but can’t do simple snacks. I do not know how to make pakoras.
I am normally very energetic - I like to do everything on my own and cannot bring myself to ask someone for even a glass of water. But I suffer from bouts of laziness during which I will postpone every simple task.
When I am reading a book or closely watching a tele-serial, I almost live with the characters.
I tag- the kid, the madmomma, @, rebel, sush, control freak, hastobeme, keshi, cardamom- more than the quota of 6 but I have tried to include a variety of personalities as per the image I have in my mind of the blogger and therefore would like to know their other side through the tag.
What is a tag- a tag is a set of questions, about self or books or movies or a wishlist. A tag can reach a blogger through another blogger. A blogger can even initiate a tag, forming a unique set of questions.
Doing the tag- the process
Name the person who has tagged you.
Do the tag in a similar way as the person who tagged you- in this case, I have to mention 9 weird things about myself.
Tag atleast 6 people
Inform the people you have tagged by posting a comment on their blog and also mention on the tag post.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Thanks Hip Hop Grandmom for tagging me- My first. I have to list out 9 weird things about myself.
The good thing about tags is that it sets you thinking, almost introspective. So here is my list
I think a lot, and when I get excited I think aloud- sometimes my brother has caught me pacing the floor and talking to myself. Sometimes, I go into my own dream world in the middle of a meeting and have been caught a few times off-guard. Post a good thinking session, I like to trace back & check from where I began & what thought led to the next
I am bad at remembering names. I am forever asking my husband the names of his close friends’ wives- can’t goof up on such things. Sometimes I mismatch names & faces. Extremely embarrassing. But contradictorily I have a very good photographic memory. I can recall a scene that took place years ago even indicating who was sitting where.
I am a compulsive sanitation freak. I wash hands quite often, wipe the kitchen counter even if a drop of water falls and clean the bathroom floor if there is a single dirty footprint.
I can recognize a song through the tune but can't sing it.
I cannot argue to prove my point. I find it extremely bothersome. Later on I will hate myself for giving in and not coming up with a smart retort to shut the other person off.
I don’t know how to do make-up. Lipstick is my mainstay.
I can cook an elaborate dinner for a guest but can’t do simple snacks. I do not know how to make pakoras.
I am normally very energetic - I like to do everything on my own and cannot bring myself to ask someone for even a glass of water. But I suffer from bouts of laziness during which I will postpone every simple task.
When I am reading a book or closely watching a tele-serial, I almost live with the characters.
I tag- the kid, the madmomma, @, rebel, sush, control freak, hastobeme, keshi, cardamom- more than the quota of 6 but I have tried to include a variety of personalities as per the image I have in my mind of the blogger and therefore would like to know their other side through the tag.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)