ma!

I wonder what it is that mothers do to develop such patience towards their kids 'n family. They go out of their way to do little things for kids. Always complimenting them on their attempts, encouraging them when they fail, and supporting them in their decisions.

I am not nearly as patient, understanding, or loving as my mum. I am not nearly as humble, talented, or sophisticated as my grandmother. Even her soft & wrinkled hands seem to have a character. Mothers...they give so much & expect so little. It is unreal how easy it is to make them happy. They always amaze me.

goo

Every day as I come in to work, I can't help but stare at this yellow gooey thing that's growing on the doors of the underground parking lot. It's almost like melted cheddar cheese with green fungus growing on it, just so sparingly. It's there. It doesn't move. I know if I look too closely I might puke...but for some reason, I still make sure that I casually glance at it every day and confirm it's existence. Some things are just too grotesque to be ignored.

weekend work

Yes, I worked on a Sunday. Have done it at every job 'n found it equally replusive each time. Anyway, managed to save a few hours from the day 'n went shopping :P I've been eyeing this t-shirt @ Mexx for weeks...promised myself i'd buy it as soon as it goes on sale. Today was my lucky day!! OK, so my mom told me once that I look good in yellow. Naturally, my colour of choice for the t-shirt was yellow. It's still over-priced but whatever. One compliment will make up for that ;)

This has been an extremely productive day for a Sunday. Usually, I'll just bum around 'n 'relax'...prepping myself for going to work the next day. But not today....I worked 'n then continued to fix my computers. Actually, I'm still backing up all the data 'n reminding myself that it was the tortoise who won the race!

death

Recently I lost someone whom I loved very much and whose love made me feel blessed. It's difficult to recover from such a loss & I don't think one can fully get accustomed to it either. This is my closest encounter with death & its is one of those things that you never truly understand until you go through it.

I remember when I could run to him & share my accomplishments and see the twinkle in his eyes as listened to my stories. The sheer joy & ecstatic look from him give me the confidence. He was not the type to preach, rather he'd value every decision you make and always supported you in your choices. I miss him....'n think about him every day.

It is one of those mysteries that leaves you helpless & vulnerable. It is a reminder that the people around you, the ones you love & the ones who meant the most to you will also leave you one day. Meanwhile, you can do little things to show them how much they mean to you because nothing lasts forever.

damn computer...it ate everything!

i hate computers. Without any input from me & in an adscititious manner, it's my job at home to revive those computers who have given up on themselves. The truth is that I stare at enough pixels all day that I really don't need to do any more of that unless it's abosolutely crucial. So it is today, TWO years overdue that I've started the long process of copying over old data (all we care about, really, are those precious mp3's). Suffice to say this whole take a few days.

So I've subscribed to MW's word-of-the-day. Neat little thing. I was thinking I'll use the word in my blog every day...brilliant idea, isn't it!! That's me, allright =) It took me 10 minutes to figure out how to use 'adscititious' as if i've always known what it means!

Allright, it's too funny to miss....i was @ amazon.com 'n what did i find? did you know that there is a 'Periodic Table of Sex'! lol....hope it's glow-in-the-dark!

meri parchai...my shadow

Yaadon ki dhund me teri parchai si lagti hai, Sannate mein gunjhti koi shehnai si lagti hai,

Tum kareeb ho to apnapan hai, Varna seene mein sanse bhi parai si lagtin hai.

(English translation to follow...)

the virgin entry

the title of this entry is inspired by last night's drunken comment by the guy who ordered a virgin coca-cola! I suppose there's a first for everything!

So, it was fun 'n jokes last night as we bid farewell to another fellow comrade as he ventures out to nibble on the greener pastures. It's always great when people leave. First & foremost, there's a farewell party. Then, there's the rejuvenated hope that there's something better out there. What about all the office gossip that you get to catch up on! How, no matter how old the men, the lower half of their anatomy still rules over the upper one.

Every time I get updated on this one pimp always likes to surround himself with younger chicks. It never ceases to amaze me how true it is that in the corporate world, it's not what you know but who. Some nitwit will be lauded by their superior just because he/she has a soft (or, hard...if you wish) spot for the nincompoop, who should not even be allowed to think. I mean, you'd think that a good leader would leave their fetishes at home.

(she chants the OM mantra to calm herself)

OK, so back to last night....it was just nice to be in company of those obsessive compulsive booze-chugging AA-members. There was a sense of relaxation amid the sourapple martinis, shots of who-knows-what, excessive beer-spilling, me-being-the-foosball-goddess, and some genius' idea to play 'hoops for boobs' where ice cubes were being aimed for shirts 'n blouses of anyone on the table.

The sobered-up drive home across the seemingly-serene toll highway was a time to smile at the moments just gone by.