Life As I Know It

My friend is going to present a rendition of Elton John’s – Your song to his girl friend. According to him E.J knew the easiest way to impress a girl and this ought to do it. Apparently he is low on cash and hence making his audience bleed is his best option. This song is supposed to be one of the most romantic songs ever. O_o But pay attention to the lyrics, the guy doesn’t know the color of the girl’s eyes. I’d say that is pretty tragic. My friend is going to change “if they’re green or are they blue” to “Are they brown or eh dark brown?” Why do I end up having to listen to such pakutish conversation? So I put all my sufferings on the blog and spread the suffering. :) Also a few Sundays back the Narcissist and I went to Gomatgiri. While climbing up the steps to the temple he was happily singing the “Alabama Song” I’d say that borders on blasphemy. I stared at the guy and he responded with ‘Ooooo moon of Alabama we now must say goodbye, we lost our good old mama…” This while heading

The last time I saw my Great Grandmother was on 3.07.1999. Exactly a week later she passed away. The last time I saw Mukta Ajji was on 12. 10.2003. Exactly a week later she passed away. I saw Jojo last Sunday and today she is gone. I knew my Ajjamma was old, Mukta ajji was 101 but even after knowing that their age is catching up with them, it in no way comforted me when I knew that I wouldn’t be seeing them again. Because these two ladies were the nicest people I knew. I could talk to them, tell them all my secrets. I knew they loved me and I enjoyed many liberties with them. They also happen to be the only 2 adults who have never scolded me EVER. =) Hari never came to meet either Ajjamma or Mukta Ajji. He told me that he wanted to preserve a picture of them when they were well and fine and not frail and bed ridden. But every time I look back I see Ma and my Ajjamma sitting together and me diving in between them to get some attention and to tell Ajjamma that I love h

The Black thumb has cast its shadow over the peaceful existence of my computer again. But no this time it wasn’t a virus attack. Instead my computer just keeps booting and I have to reset the configuration every time I switch it on. I decided to restore the system by creating a restore point – that didn’t work. Then I decided to manually tinker with the configuration which was decently helpful. Now while I was cursing my thumb and the computer I couldn’t help but wonder why I am so attached to this machine. Granted that it helps me keep in touch with my friends, I get a lot of work done sitting in one place. The whole concept of everything being a click away is also not lost on me. But I like interacting with people when I “see” them. The whole chatting with people creates a block when I finally meet these friends of mine face to face. It is not just me even they feel the need to break the ice. The whole idea of actually talking to person face to face is soon becoming a faded memory

Diwali is definitely one of my favorite festivals. This is purely because of the amount of joy it involves and the fact that ma makes some of the yummiest food EVER! For us as a rule Gowri Puja is supposed to be the most awaited festival. But nothing can beat rows of diyas, fire crackers [As long as they certify that it does not involve child labour], the sweets, the food, and the aromas and of course the people. Yes, this is that time of the year when I am at my forgiving best :P I love the fact that at least once a year I can overlook many things :D It is hard not to be cheerful. The bonus is that Fenny is not scared of the loud fire crackers. She just sits beside me and looks out and sees the fireworks. When there is a loud blast I tell Fenny “That is god farting.” Just like I tell her, “That is god peeing.” when it is raining. She probably thinks the sky is god and wouldn’t understand what “sky” is. She probably wonders why the sky never poops. =) H A P P Y

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Today I saw a bird come right at my window. Unfortunately the window was closed. I was just about to open the window to find the hurt bird but before I opened it, the bird came crashing into the window again. This time I opened the window immediately. The bird came back flew right in, looked startled and then flew out. For some reason it reminded me of the rat . I can’t recall why I did not continue posting on the same lines. Then later in the day a bee sat on my finger but did not sting me. Wise bee. I can’t find my wallet. I have had this wallet for over a decade now. I love it and can’t replace it. I learnt a new concept called “One Degree of separation”[Definitely not an experiment.]. Apparently us lawyers form a close knit community where everyone knows everyone. That is why it is not good to be opinionated especially about politics and ahem a certain old man that this country supposedly loves. That lawyer people take offense very easily. So I should probably delete some of my pos

Obama got the peace prize? He did! He indeed did. He most certainly did. Am I surprised? Nah… If they could give Kissinger one... P.S: I feel I deserve one too.