aCroSs tHe pOnD ... it'S fRozeN

It's not even Monday yet, and I feel exhausted. Things don't look much different from across the pond. Except for the folks cycling away happily in snow. Are you ppl kidding me ? On the west side of the pond, ppl can barely drive for heaven's sake. No not even for their own mum's sake can they drive in snow. And kids ! Mind you kids are cycling away.

Snow covers the wast flatlands.

The canals are cute. And I catch glimpses of the amsterdam as I breeze right through in a train. My phone is stolen. So now I have to open my laptop to know the time. When did my phone replace everything else I own in my life ? Why is my phone now more needed than my own brain ?

Atleast I'm on the right train. After the kind ticketmaster gives me a ticket, and prints out the route,all in dutch mind you. thank you my good man. And I really can't understand him , I think he said platform 3, but turns out it was 2. and turns out he thought my Thursday was Tuesday and gave me the return ticket for the wrong day. My good man ! Please don't torture me today.

I ask these nice ppl for confirmation that I'm finally standing on the right platform. I was counting on my google translate and google maps. Both of which I don't have right now.

And they tell me to get on the next train with them. Well I did.

After a couple of stops I'm a little uneasy. My plan says I need to get off at 8:40. its 8:39 and I'm not at the right station. I'm fidgeting now.. Ready to panic any minute. Any minute now.

Luckily a conductor stops by. Aaah ! My good man, you can help me.

"hi, so is my stop [ I show him ] the next stop?"

"nope, your on the wrong train"

"wat?!?!"

"yes your on the wrong train. This train doesn’t go to that stop."

"but …but.."

"you should check the time", he insists while his finger stabs my paper and he admonishes me with a.. with an admonishing look.. [ ok little lame ]

"but I did, this train came at the time printed on my plan !"

"oh the train was late", he shrugs

"but… but…"

 Aah! But you want to go to eindhoven. That is still possible. Get off in amsterdam central and take this train."

"The 8:46 ?"

"yes, you have 5 minutes to make it to platform 4b, maybe that train is late too….wait a minute this is not for today"

"yes pls check for today"

"ok you have a train at 9:08, you got plenty of time. "

"ok is there a name on the trains?"

He looks at me to see if I'm being sarcastic, I'm not ! I'm dead serious. How the fuck do you tell where the train is going? All the announcements are in dutch !

"you just ask somebody before you get on."

ok , my stop is here. I gotta go now. Nice friendly ppl in amsterdam.

I'm happy to see that there at least a few non-dutch folk waiting to go to eindhoven. they look about as perplexed as i do. infact i notice a couple of dutch speaking natives looking perplexed. let me just follow the black guy.. i mean african american who seems to be heading to eindhoven too... wait a minute. what if he's following me ??

Thanks to yesterday's fiasco, I have no idea how I'll get to my hotel when I get off in eindhoven. I have a vague idea of seeing the map 2 days ago. Someone said the hotel was just 2 blocks away. Luckily its only -4C and my face only feels like a few hundred needles are poking it.

I guess I'll be fine. I have the whole day to reach my hotel. Just a wee bit hungry that's all. But thanks to my unplanned route across amsterdam city, I did get a glimpse of the canals. The tiny dutch houses. Couple of windmills. Lot of barge like structures stuck in the frozen water. Cobbled stone roads,  which looked too narrow to let a standard car through ..

Looks like an awesome place to visit in summer. 

hOW cAn iT noT Be?

Cop uncle your not much help. Neither are you phone ppl, all u call service ppl. At&t is the worst. Most difficult to get hold of. I mean seriously, is that what they call customer service ? They treat their customers like shit. After being kept on hold for what seemed like forever [ more like 10 min ] I was speaking to a cheery lady who's tone didn't skip a beat when I mentioned I was robbed. ROBBED goddamn it. I'm not inviting you to high noon tea. Sure she said she was sorry that it happened to me , but she wasn't really. Well no need to take out your anger on her QoD.

Take a deep breath. Focus your anger on the assholes who threw a rock at ur car and broke the window and stole the phone.

So I explain to her what happened and what I need.

"I understand, Do you want to suspend the service ? ", she asks in that sickeningly sweet voice.

I'm confused," is there some other choice ?"

"well you could leave the service active, or suspend it "

"how would leaving the device active help ?"

LADY it doesn’t help me at all. Infact those morons might be making calls to mongolia for all I know.

Well seems like there has been no activity on the phone since yesterday afternoon. Maybe they're still hungover and haven't recovered yet.

Cops weren't too helpful either. He says the best case scenario is that it might be lying in some dump. My poor phone ! And no hope of ever recovering it.

Good lord. This is the best day ever. 

i tRuSteD thE uniVErSe aNd iT sLLaPpEd mE riGHt baCk

so i admit it. i did... no make that DO walk around staring at some infinite point in space. with my head far far away.and hardly any attention paid to my surroundings. trusting in the innate goodness of the ppl around me and the universe to take care of one of it's own.

well that taught me. taught me good.

today i walked to my car. it was parked right in front of my appt. i walked there barefoot to get my phone.

as usual i had forgotten my phone in the car. so ive forgotten other things before.

ive forgotten my wallet in the office. my phone in the car, my wallet in the car, my gps in the car in wide view, my passport in an auto.. my keys in the door and slept the night away inside... the list is endless it seems. this is just another time i've forgotten just another thing. and i'm going to get it. K is beyond frustrated. he's beyond mad. he's just resigned to me ever learning to be careful.

so i walk to the car. and as i move towards the passenger seat, i notice some glass on the ground.

that's funny. did i park my car around all that glass. it cant be good for my tires. and then my eyes move up towards the key lock to unlock the door.

they widen in shock and i stiffen. I suck in my breadth sharply. the window is broken. my car doesnt look right. it looks somewhat naked.

but everything is still there. why is the window broken ?? Is that how my car is normally ? No. my brain is frantically trying to comprehend. But I don't. comprehend that is.

All the papers. It looks exactly the same. Why is there an ugly rock on the seat ? And where the fuck is my phone ??

Now it hits me. my heart sinks to soles of my shoes.

I am totally fucked.

Yes I know I have finally broken my golden rule of not swearing in public. well screw it.  

If ever I deserved my title, it is now. If ever you had doubt that I didn't deserve the title of the Queen of Disaster, well let your doubts be cleared. For here is final proof that no matter how much I lament that my life is routine and boring now, mayhem is always by my side.

fLaShBaCK sERiEs oNe

I am shocked. Aghast is more like it.

my heartrate slowly returns to normal… as I'm sitting on this flight, I'm forced to wonder, "if this happens on Monday morning, how's the rest of the week going to be?"

Imagine my consternation, when I'm all ready and kind of packed and about to leave home to catch my 8AM shuttle to Santa Clara.

Imagine me casually looking at emails on my phone and seeing a no-show penalty for my actual 6AM flight.

I read the email with a growing sense of horror, with about a thousand, no lets be realistic about 4 voices in my head clamoring for my attention. The words no-show, fees, department, manager all floating over the screen , and my dazed eyes trying to understand how this could happen.

Sh&% s&^% sh&^!!

I am so screwed. So I race to the airport, explain my goofup to the lady.

Luckily since I showed up, they'll waive the no show fee against my dept. well phew dat.

She eyes me with a semi-steely glint and tells me I can wait for someone to not show up on the next flight if I want. If I don't get on that 8AM flight, then I'll just have to cancel for the day.

So now I'm sitting in the seat, hoping someone has a bad day and can't make it. sucks man!

She tells me the checkin closes at 7:45 and till then she doesn’t know.

It's 7:05 now.

So there I sit chewing my nails, metaphorically.

7:15

7:26

7:35

Ppl keep entering and I'm wincing with every person who walks in through the door for a boarding pass.

7:48 and I walk up to the desk.

"any seat left?"

She looks around, calls for a lady and someone walks in through the door. My heart drops to the bottom of my shoes and I think, "ok better let my manager know I won't make it.  But wait… the lady looks slightly bored. Not at all like someon trying to desperately make it on time before checkin closes.

So she looks at me, and says well. "looks like you made it"

PHEW

Now I'm sitting in the flight. My heartrate's trying to get back to normal. Sipping my da^& tea.

Btw I finished all 7 seasons of the star trek TnG. Am I a trekkie? Not yet. I just thought it was amusing. Hey! They used tablets back then !! Mebe that's where jobs got his ideas from.

pOinT B? whAt aBoUt C?

i was fwded this

TED talks - spoken poetry


it's pretty good. did i connect... hmm not really. is there something wrong with me for not finding her an amazing inspiration and awe inspiring? or am i already too cynical... hmm. or perhaps my depth peaked in my teenage years and now i'm just a shallow workaholic who can't think beyond my petty insignificant life.

shrug.. do i care.

i remember a time when i was tortured by my own purpose, and days and nights spent wondering what i was born for. i think i came to think conclusion that i was born for nothing. i was just born. and i will just die. and its just my id that craves for a meaning because i cant handle the reality that i'm just a random spark in a random universe who just exists for a random amount of time. can YOU handle that thought? it's pretty tough going through life thinking that, right ? no?
have you tried it? really? i wonder at ur capacity to speak the truth to urself. there IS NO purpose. the best you can do is probably have a few laughs, help some folks around, well atleast help urself if nothing else. create a few ripples if needed and then try to die without troubling others too much. [ no i don't need you to change my old person diaper, i can do it myself ]

but then look at that video. listen to it. did you really feel it. connect to her? she's just .... pop poetry. like justin bieber. all wide eyed and wondering. and who's to say that's not poetry. sure it could be i guess. but my experiences have not been all wide eyed and doe eyed and wondering. i feel a little more wonder when i read that poem. about the hour in a grain of sand and flower something.. u know the one.

read the comments and i think lot of ppl felt that way. they didnt connect. felt it was a bit too sappy. too heavy on the feel-good and high on the cheesy sentiments.

it's an interesting way to share ur ideas sure. but... old eyes. lady you don't know how old eyes look. old eyes are not filled with wonder. point B? why? is her daughter called point A ? i don't get it.


now


she writes poetry.
she speaks to me. well if not her words, her voice does.



most of what she writes are variations of unrequited love poems. so i can't say i really feel it. wait, am i allowed to say that. K is going to mad.... :/ ooops i'm in the doghouse aren't I.
but i did feel it once. maybe. [ not that i'd easily admit it anyways ]. man though she has a voice.

note to self: adelle, set fire to rain

LeT mE giVe yoU sOme feeDBaCk

Amex is being awesome. they are asking me for feedback. feedback ! for my experience booking travel with them.

oh wonderful ! i can give them feedback. sure i have ten minutes in a day to do this.

rate your experience with us - horrible
please explain the reason for your rating - somewhere in between horrible and reaching a painful end being gored to death by a raging bull. moreover this survey also produces sharp needle like pains in my right eye.
would you like to recommend someone for an awesome experience - no
why not - refer above
were you satisfied with your ease of booking - no terribly poor
please explain the reason - the search tool is horrible. it cannot find fares listed on actual airline websites , infact it couldn't find a mole on a monkey's butt. the travel counsellor is marginally better for multi -city reservations but the sharp pain in my eye comes back every time i have to call them. it takes so long to tell my credit card number multiple times, i could grow wings and fly to my destination.
please tell us how we can improve your experience -  replace amex with kayak.com, change the company to sell shoes, replace the people with monkeys randomly babbling, any number of things would be an improvement.
would you recommend us to your friend - not unless i hated them and wanted them to experience the sweet sweet agony of sharp pains in the right eye.
whats the likelihood of you coming back - very because my company is too stupid to hire someone else. or no one else enjoys gouging ppl in the eye as much as you, so your the only one there to torture me.
can we give them ur name so they can directly contact you about your experience - sure what the heck. maybe they have ice for my eye. one can hope can't they ?
thanks for your feedbcak - no thank YOU! you survey monkey bot. you make me feel like i'm loved...

sTaRT sHoVELliNg

how kind of my office. they are lending us shovels to shovel our a$$ no i mean our cars out of the parking lot when it snows. aaaaw they care about us.
well now.. you know if you really loved me , you'd build a parking structure.... but that would contribute to global warming.. aaaah now i'm conflicted. do i want to spend all winter shovelling or walk into a nice warmed up car care.

now why the heck is the lady next to me talking about clergy and sexual orientation ? for the last half hour !!
OMG lady some of us are trying to blog.. errr work. but noooo go right ahead. talk about the employment policies of the clergy and their potential discrimination against ppl with variety of sexual orientation.
hey i don't know.. just telling you what i heard, man. its a strange strange world out there.

oh wait now she's talking about boy scout america. and the church. and orientation ?? wait i have to hear more about this.. this might actually be news worthy.. brb

***
so we just had our bonus announced. it's pretty good. yes i can take a vacation if i want to. yes i can go to bora bora for a week. but another lady who sits next to me.. let's call her lady P [ man ever since i moved, i have just too many ppl ] sitting next to me ] , she couldnt stop complaining about the bonus. apparently she has 6 patents accepted and 13-14 patents pending. well wooho. so she did a lot of good work in the first five years of her career. but come to last year, and really lady, half the time you were on a break taking ur kids to school. why you complaining about the bonus.
that reminds me of lady R, and lady A all complainers about the how much they work and how little they get out of it. wait how come they're all ladies. why are there no pigs A-Z ? oops i mean lord A-Zs ? i don't hear any of the guys complaining so much. yes i know a couple of guys.. one complains that he doesnt have enough work and the other complains that his manager is a kadoos. but its not the whining kind of complaint. generally they contend themselves with calling someone an idiot and then turning their attention to the next football game.
i must observe this phenomenon some more.

***
i can now go 6 miles. yes i huff and puff quite a lot. but its a considerable feat, considering.. you know.. what i was before. i shall call it pre-2010 and post-2010. i need some fancy names for the eras. 

nOt aS tiREd aS i ThoUGht i'D BE

well... FINALLY. we can breathe a sigh of relief. while Anand has been very generous in his praise, albeit he does sound as biased as an I employee.. still , like they said, we just want to get a seat at the table.

if you don't know what i'm blabbering about. never mind. follow the CES. follow the I. follow the little rectangle box in my boss's pockets. well enough of that.

so we finally reached a kind of milestone today. but what from here? what do you do, when your pinged by someone introducing himself as your replacement :D go find another job !

****
yesterday , i did 5 miles. for the first time since a long long time. about a month after i restarted running. it was Awesome ! with a capital A !
so yes i hadn't had a good lunch and i started feeling a little dizzy a the 2 mile mark. but hey, my a$$ doesn't tell me what to do. and so i gritted my teeth and continued. d@#$ it to hell and back i was supposed to do 4 miles and do it i will. around 3.0 mile mark, my knee starts giving a bit of twinge. not really severe pain, but a twinge nonetheless. so i slow down and broodingly consider the options. d@#$ it , no options. so i pause for a few seconds and stretch and startup. around the 4.0 mile mark i feel great. one more mile to go. now my legs are more fluid. i got some more energy from somewhere and my movements are smoother. knee no longer hurts.
yaay 5 mile. walk/jog/run whatevery you want to call it.

soon i'll be doing the 10k without having to grimace so much.

and mebe.. just mebe one day i'll run the marathon !

not bad huh, for a dumpy couch potato. i have to say muscle memory is a marvelous evolutionary trick we developed. where would we be without it ??

****
do you follow the debates? ur lucky if you don't. then you won't routinely feel like gouging your eyes out. what the heck is wrong with those fools ? and the folks who vote for them ? i'm kind of OK with RP. but the rest? are complete idiotic mormons, no i mean morons.
especially the cowboy losers who go on and on about obamacare and some stupid A values. yeah sure , if being stupid, stubborn and always looking for a fight is an A value, then sure.. you guys all totally exemplify it.
but like K said, remember this is the country that voted for Bush .. twice.

tHe sPeLliNG oF inComPEteNt

it is a given. if i have to go to the blood sucking , semi retarted, vampire/zombie... i mean dentist, then you can expect me to be raging mad bull after i get back. with steam out of my ears and the red face.

especially the dentist like the one i had been today.

she not only made a hole in my perfectly good crown when there was absolutely no evidence any necessity of doing so, but then she had the audacity to defend her useless decisions by talking about the possibility of future infections. HELLO you incompetent retard..... infections are ALWAYS possible with my teeth, does that mean you have to go do a drilling dance on teeth that are not giving me any trouble ? and then stop halfway saying they are calcified and i now have to go to a endo ... endo... endo -idiot  ???

and that too when YOUR own colleague who was the unfortunate idiot to actually do the drilling, when he says that there is no reason for me to go ahead with it ??
so i take a step back. if the two dentists in the same office cannot agree that a procedure , expensive and painful to boot is needed, then why the eff.. should i believe either of you ?

oh and i come back for a filling. i mean its a bleeding filling. how bad can it be... i suppose they teach that in the first year of dental college... but nope. my hopes  were too high and too false on the value of american dental colleges.
so you do the adjustment, and then you ask me , me who has half a numb face to tell you if the adjustment is ok??
uhhh ?? what?

and then i have to come back in a couple of days to get it fixed if i feel the adjustment is off???

grrrr..

no wonder my face is all steaming now and i'm mad as heck.

and you do all this while watching some idiotic day time show about 8000 dollar hair and the importance of the perfect hairdo. should i be worried that you are cratering my teeth ?
come back? HA! are you mad? insane? cuckoo?? BY GOD i should be running in the opposite direction screaming and waving my arms about madly. BLOODY H***. BY GOD i should sue you.

you .. you... dentist! [ whats a better insult ? i can't think of one ]

man , i am steaming. i need to punch a few holes into the wall. brb

dELetE LiSt, eMPty miNd

you know that taskbar on the side ? that one.. the google chat bar on the side of your gmail.. the one that shows random ppl you have ever emailed once in ur life like 4.6 light years ago. it's like google trying to make you more social and friendly. all that pressure.... aaaaaahrgh

so i started removing them. never show, block, block, never show, never show, never show..

pretty soon i have a completely empty chat list. looks like i can finally feel peaceful at last.

it was like all this pressure to talk to these random kindergarden and high school ppl i barely remember. 

mY dRyeR iS hUNgRy - qUiCk pAsS tHe SaLt

so i had 3 socks. there they sat woeful and sad on my dresser. there were 3 and they were each missing their soulmate pair. you know the perfect match, made for them by the factory angel machines or child labourers.

so i got this costco bunch of socks and i dont know what i was thinking, but they were a dozen of them. in different shades of brown. yup , i thought.. easy peasy. i can manage this.

6 months later i have these 3 socks and i can't find their pair. each is a slightly different shade of brown and if i hold them close to each other , even an idiot can tell they don't match.

the other day i found another 3 tucked away in a bag. i was excited. this is it ! here are the matching 3 socks for those 3 socks. jolly good. now i can wear them. i took them from my sun room to the bed room. and lo and behold !

now i have 6 socks.
that are missing their soulmate pair , sad and woeful on my dresser.

there they sit. waiting for me to find their pairs and bring it back to them. waiting and just waiting. its not going to happen, because the big bad dryer ate their soulmates up.
since i don't know what to do.. i have fashioned a nice ... not necklace.. but a string of socks to tie around K's waist when he's cold.
i hope he appreciates the trouble i've gone through.. 

mmMMmmmMmm bREakFasT..

what do you do, when you are absentminded enough to add raw toor daal into your oatmeal breakfast ???

WHAT was i THINKING ???

painstakingly fish out each grain of toor daal ofcourse and then go ahead and eat the oatmeal.

hey...this isn't so bad.. crunch.. OOwww. well actually it's giving a pretty good ... crunch... nutty.... crunch.... flavour....

well i'm done with THAT.. somethign was off though... oh right! i forgot the sugar!

i'm really full now....oooowww my tummy kind of hurts...

cOnTaCts nEeEdeD. cALL N

it's fascinating. going through some of the ppl on my FB list.

yes yes it's friday and i have nothing better to do. so there are all these ppl.. and for the life of me i can't remember them.

hmm... you. the funny looking guy who's making monkey faces at the camera. the camera sure doesn't love you, but i swear i remember you. are u my highschool .. scratch that. i went to an all girls high school... maybe college ..bud..classmate??

wierd. but ur name is sooooo familliar. i need to ask my friend. she's the walking memory banks who holds the keys to my past. i've pretty much forgotten everything else except her name and email id. actually i've forgotten her email id also. thankfully gmail does the job well enough. 

FoRgEttiNg oLd poTs

i am appalled.

here i am. taking a very small 3 .. ok maybe 4 year break from socializing and what do you know? i find that most of them were all around me for the last 2 years.
for all i know we could have missed each other walking on the same street many times.


ack!

i am appalled. aghast i say.

hey. you know where i am. i haven't moved in 4 years. ok i have moved. maybe 2 times. but you could email me if you were coming to join me on this forsaken continent !!

ok ok, granted ur busy with your "wedding" and you now have no time to talk to your college buddy of 6.. ok 8 years ago. but .. hufff... i did inform everyone i was getting married.

wait. i think she did mention to me, she was getting married. did i Forget???

uh oh. i wonder how many more of those i have forgotten.

UH.. OH. i need to check on gmail. darn i wish it had better search.

quick ! what time is it in india, i need to call some college buddies. oh no shoot too late. quick what time is it in europe? how about new zealand??? anyone awake anywhere in the world. i have 3 minutes before my next meeting.

iNtELLigEnT tRoLLinG

if i was smart. you know what i would do.

i would script something on FB that would troll through my contacts every day and leave a happy b'day message.
it doesnt have to be a special message. just a "hey! happy b'day. have a great year.. blah blah"

done. then i dont have any mortal enemies. and the burden is on THEM to reply back to me nicely for remembering their b'day.

if i was smart, i would turn my entire FB over to a troll. i might have a better social life too.

stupid M rejected my upgrade to an iphone 4S. baaka.

yes i am learning japanese now, since i'm on the 198th episode of na-ru-to.
ha! baaka M.

rOaD tRiP mEmoRieS

this is what happens if you don't listen to your mechanic and get your alignment fixed before a 3000 mile road trip. K! you failed me !! YOU are the auto genius in the family.. that's why i married you!! pfffft

yOuR uPdAte cAMe a LiTtLE tOo eARLy

this is great. just great.
you ask me to come. nay infact you literally plague me with needy emails to come help you.

i finally make tickets to fly across the country. book my hotel, book my rental car, book my cab. book the heck out of my itinery. and then what happens?
then you call me 6 hours before my flight, and tell me you fixed the issue. so you don't need me to come after all.

this is great. just great.

oNLinE gAmEs

facebook is wonderful. if nothing else, fb is filled with my 16 year old cousin and her classmates. and like a gazillion pics of her with couple of other ppl , looking cute [ what? i did say they're looking cute .. that's about as nice as i can be ]

what is wrong with 16 year old girls. was i as giddy back then ? god i hope not.
ok, so i log in once a while, when i'm completely bored. and just want to find that one person i feel like sending a message. i mean it IS an online glorified address book, isn't it? but lo ! what do i find?
3 pages of pics of my cousins and all of them with comments such as
"sooooper cute"
"looking cool"

which is OK. i can scroll down. it's ok, i don't have carpal tunnel syndrome at all.

but then i find, pics of children. 5 YEAR old children on my status updates. good lord , i have peers who have 5 year old children ? who are then decked up like mini-creepy brides for their 5th b'day ?
and i have to look at those pics ??

sigh. ofcourse then i give up and start playing angry birds.

i wonder how many honest ppl spend time on farmville. the other day , my cab driver spent a good 20 minutes talking about how great farmville was. so, we don't have the time or the back bone to actually farm anything. not even plant a cactus. and yet we are perfectly happy , staying online harvesting fruit or raising virtual sheep. isn't it great?
is there already a game for hunter-gatherers? i mean its kind of biased against the agri folks isn't it? maybe a game for hunting down animals and driving them to extinction. how about discovering new continents and giving all the natives hep B ?
that's a good game? "here, i now name this continent Ninjaland and now you all can die of syphilis"

gOoD LuCK FriEnD

so i have a friend in the office. is it politically incorrect to mention that she's from the land up north at home and she's getting married in true style to someone from who's a lot less north from home ?
ok i'll be slightly less obscure.. she's chinese , he's marathi. specific enough for you?

i think it's awesome. Ofcourse. i especially envy their indo-chinese wedding which is apparently meeting up at an office, signing a few papers and then driving home. she's apparenlty planning to wear jeans.
sigh... hello.. Jealous !
no fuss , no muss. i mean if i could just sign some paper online and send an email.. how awesome would that be?

like clicking an "I accept" button at the end of a 42 page contract with Apple or Google.

cool huh. i wonder how cool would weddings be, if all we had to do was click a button or some kind of a digital signature... man i am way ahead of my times.

so.....So.....CoLd

it's been a while since i felt this numbing in the nether regions of my digits. jeez, when will this winter end [ ok so it's been about 2 days since it started ]. did i mention that i hate icy winters. did i mention that i hated my time in pitts.

while i spend all my time getting over the weather and watching naruto.. [ yes my new and already fast fading obsession ]

it's friggin cold out here. never a fan of the north-eastern weather, now i'm steadily regretting my long drawn draggin my feet decision to move to the noreast.
can we move to california? or bangalore?
how about next week ??

i can hear my manager quickly getting bugged with me. he just completed my transfer request form after a month of him dragging HIS feet. hope i atleast get a raise out of it.

on the other side of the globe, ppl have kindly informed that i am giving birth in 2.. nay 3 months. THANKS for the headsup aunties !! i never even KNEW.... imagine my shock if you hadn't taken it upon your kind selves to inform me and it had just ... just happend??

what a blessing aunties are.. aren't they ? the happy gossiping penguins !! aaAARgh.

what DO you say, when ppl tell you that. hellooooo i know maybe i put on a few pounds.. but i'm not THAT fat. hmmmmph darn these cookies.