Breaking In..

Theives break into houses through the front doors.. i have heard of that..
The owner breaks into the house through the back door.. i have never heard of that .. but i have dont that :P

Sunday night when i got back home after a long day spent out doing odd things, i realised that i could not let myself in..Its 11 pm in the damned night.. no electricity.. and im stuck outside my house.. alone.. with no way of getting in coz an additional latch had slipped accidentally and locked from inside and i didnt have the keys to that.

First thing that sets in is panic.. with a lot of pushing and shoving.. but no use whatsoever. I called my flatmate, only to find out that she is atleast 1 hour away from home and out of town..and thats being optimistic.

I went downstairs to call the watchman and see if he could help me out. He told me that nothing could be done till morning since there was no electricity and all he had was a rickety ladder. The image of me sleeping on the street flashes before my eyes and i started panicing even more.. So i dialed a few numbers and could not reach anyone..and all i could manage to say was F%&#!!!

I finally convinced the watchman to climb on my balcony, break the glass pane on the door, unlatch the door to my room from inside and open the front door after entering the house. I gratefully paid him some money for his efforts and sent him away..

Then i saw the sight that made me wanna pack my bags and go back home to mommy. My room was covered in glass pieces..from one end to the other.. the bed.. the carpet.. the desk.. the couch.. the shelves on the other end of the wall.. everything!!!!!!

I wanted to scream and break more glass.. and start cleaning and weep .. all at the same time..

I settled for howling like a freaking cry baby for the first 15 min standing at my door and taking in the sight.. then i started cleaning.. by the time i was done.. it was 1 am.. and i passed out wen i finally fell into bed..

I have been in a continuous bad mood ever since then.

But the face that made me really happy was the carpenter's who showed up last night to fix my door.. never have i been so happy to see anyone as i was when i saw that nice old man :D

Fortune Cookie

Good things are being said about you.... says my fortune for the day.

I dont care..
I'm just very very tired.
And sleep cant ease it.

Sainthood

Episode #1:

I was getting back home one night from work..When i got off in front of my house, a bunch of kids (not more than 8 years old) came running to me and said

"Bhookh lagi hai.. kuch de do"..

At first i thought that some person must be using the kids to make money by begging..But then the youngest kid pointed in the direction of the fruit shop opposite my house and said : "bhookh lagi hai.. khaana de do.. bread chahiye"

My heart broke looking at those kids wandering on the street asking strangers for food..I took them to the fruit shop and bought them bread and some fruits.. and walked back home wondering who takes care of them..

Episode #2:

I walk into the house, pick up the newspaper, walk out to the balcony to look at the children. Front page news:

Britney Spears shaves her head and gets new tattoos because her hair dresser refused to go along with her extreme makeover.

whats more real to you? the hungry children out on the street in real flesh and blood or a bald Britney Spears in tinsel town?

Yet.. she makes the headlines!!when the really inspiring stories are the lives of those children i was looking at on the street. The children unfortunately will remain unnoticed living their hard lives without complaining and without glory.

Ironic!

Its time to appreciate the efforts made by Mother Teresa and the others like her.She was named a Saint of the Catholic Church last night.

For many, she was a Saint the minute they met her.

A typical Bangalore Mail experience

I board the train at 11pm. The train is scheduled to depart at 11:15pm.

As soon as i stop in front of my seat.. i am struck with absolute confusion.. It looked like the cast of the Brady bunch had been let loose inside my compartment..

Mental State : Good GOD!!

I took 10 deep breaths, shoved my bag underneath the seat and went outside to chat a while longer with mom ( Meanwhile.. the driver is sitting on a bench looking completely exasperated and sleepy).

Finally, after 10 minutes of lecturing by my mom and looking at general junta.. the train shows signs of motion and i quickly duck into it ( after hugging mom and throwing a dozen air kisses at her :D)

When i come back.. Lo!! and Behold!! The question running thru my mind is
wat is this?? Noah's ark??

In a compartment that should not seat more than 6 people, i see 8 people seated ( N.B: not including me). After giving all the shameless men folk some nasty glares, i managed to get 3 of them move elsewhere.

The fun part is still starting..this huge family ( im guessing Gujju!!) has occupied the whole freaking bogie.. on top of that.. they plan to have a seista fit for royalty themselves at an unearthly 11:30 pm in the middle of a train.. Next thing i know.. there are people shouting.. babies screaming.. plates containing food being relayed across the bogie..Even the TT happily decides to join the freaking circus and gorge on the food without checking our tickets first. ASS

Mental state: Signs of a Migraine beginning to kick in

Im already sleepy and cranky..the freaking mental cases from NIMHANS have been let loose..A weird kinda man( im guessing.. a little retarded) started playing THE most deppressing hindi songs on his cellphone at midnight.

Mental State: Full fledged Migraine

I think what most Indains lack is respect for other people's personal space and time

Simple!

Woke up today morning.. all groggy and hung over!!

Highlights of 7th Jan night @ The Beach:

1. free entry for women :) yaay
2. tribal night theme
3. whacko friends
4. broke up a fight that one of the guys in our group picked up with another hammered weirdo
5. funny dancing.. he he ..
6. photographed by the indivibe.com guys (Click http://www.indivibe.com/index-3.html for Photographs)

But prize-winning part was wen i woke up in the morning and saw a message written on my hand by a friend of mine:

U r a damn sweet gal

i dunno when he wrote it... i dont remember..Its really nice when someone does something so sweet and unexpected..

Ur a really sweet guy too anup!! :D Bless you

Awesome morning!!

Blind Spot

I was at dinner with friends when something that a friend of mine voiced as a casual observation about me totally blew me away..

he said and i quote "You attach emotions to everything". All those who know me well will endorse the fact that im not an emotional person..that i will run away from anything that is even remotely emotional in nature..

but little things that i say like..this pizza tastes "funny" .. or.. the cup looks "deppressing"..or..lemon breezer is a "happy" drink..

Although you are quite aware of your actions.. there is a part in your personality that you are not aware of.. that only others see..This area is called the "Blind" area according to psychologists Joseph Luft and Harrington Ingham.They came up with the JoHari Window concept which is widely used by psychologists for personality mapping awareness.

Its really quite ironic becuse you walk around thinking that you know everything there is to know about yourself.. and then.. WHAM!!! ..someone slaps you and makes you realise that you know as little about yourself as anyone else.. that maybe others understand you better that you!
.. and you thought you knew it all!!;)

P.S: If you think you know something about me that i dont know of.. let me know..