29 September 2006

Soulmates' Offsite

Soul-ers' Offsite at the Celebrity Club yesterday. However, spotted not a single celebrity.Was tired. Was supposed to leave office at 4. Left at 6 because of extra work. Akshay's. Not mine. Drive was too long. Too much traffic. Lost all my enthusiasm on the way to the club. Akshay tried cheering Tina and me up by taking a picture of us getting windblown and dirty and gritty and messy...
Found this guy giving me a thumbs down on my back! Gggrrr.. as if day wasn't bad enough! (had to highlight the picture in order to protect the guy's identity!) But I did have fun..All in all, it was okay. Had some fun. Ate till I couldn't move..
Anyway, meet my team-And these are the few of us soon-to-be Ex-Soulmates-Delhiites cutting our Miss-You cake :-) Sweet isn't it? The sentiment and the gesture, not the cake! And I'm not even moving until next year. Kind of funny, cutting the cake and everything and all those goodbye speeches and then having to see each other again everyday for the next few months.The cake!No one's ever given me a miss-you cake before..

28 September 2006

My Favorite Pics of the Week

I've chosen two of my own this time. I like these pictures cos' they are happy pictures. Life finally has regained some semblance to normalcy. The Thing which had been dragging my spirits down and shackled me down for the past 7 weeks has finally been lifted from me. Yay! I'm a free woman once again!

22 September 2006

Politikically Excuzed!

I have absolutely no interest in politics or people who dabble in it. But the news abounds with interesting things. Even the normally 'I-care-a-damn-ers' are yapping about it, including me.
President Chavez is the new hero around here. Everyone's raving about his 'Sulfur-ous' speech at the United Nations yesterday. Everyone wants to read Noam Chomsky's book.
"'This is another abuse and another abuse of power on the part of the devil,'" Chavez said. 'It smells of sulfur here, but God is with us and I embrace you all.' www.smh.com hehe. Did anyone check for cloven hoof marks on the carpet?
"Many diplomats in the vaulted chamber laughed and clapped." - Hah! So it's not only us poor third-world citizens who're tickled by the President's speech.
"I accuse the American Government of protecting terrorists and of having a completely cynical discourse." - When will the finger-pointing ever end? Who's got WMD, who's harboring terrorists, who's got an illicit, sexual relationship with bodyguard, chauffeur, intern, whoever. Who blames them? I'd like to have a hot, movie-star-hero-type bodyguard and then have a secret, sinful relationship with him myself :D
"The US ambassador to the UN, John Bolton, said: 'We're not going to address that sort of comic-strip approach to international affairs.'" Kind of funny, that coming from the same people who told President Musharraf "Be prepared to be bombed. Be prepared to go back to the Stone Age." That all sounds equally comical to me. Talk about diplomacy! (Of course, President Musharraf could've been lying about Armitage. If he was, what a lie to be brewed up by a president of a country! And if he was telling the truth, what a thing to say for the Assistant Secretary of State of the greatest nation in the world!)

I turned down this movie-dinner invitation last Sunday because when I saw the 'guest list,' I saw that majority of them were 'big' people - executive types, managers, directors et al. And I told my friend I want to avoid these kind of get-togethers as much as I can because it's too stressful continously trying to say the right things, trying to be clever and witty, trying to mask the uninterested, kind of dumb girl inside, and wracking your brains trying to come up with the right answers and the right words to use. And I end up being miserable by the end of it all.
Now I'm starting to wonder why I let these things bother me...if heads of states and presidents can talk this way, it should be excusable for an obscure, common, unknown citizen like me to spout nonsense 24-7. I can go wherever, with whoever, say whatever. And not worry about my limited vocabulary. My lack of manners. My often-tasteless choice of word or language. And rejoice in my anonymity. And revel in my stupidity.

19 September 2006

Gigolo anyone?

Been getting a lot of messages from this one guy on MySpace. I just thought maybe I'd help him out with the advertising part since he sounds like he's really desperate for clients and I'm in advertising already anyway :D.
It's kind of funny how they do these things, what did gigolos do before MySpace and other online communities? Porn's never been legal in India so they couldn't have advertised themselves so blatantly on the yellow pages could they? Just wonderin'. Copy pasted here is the guy's "resume" -

my name is ----- i m a gigolo in delhi
if u r intrested in me send me a message
I am a high class mature male massuer with hygiene and good atheletic body with strong hands..offering special quality body massage to mature ladies in delhi other state also. You will be delighted with my massage, feel relaxed and rejuvenated. I offer various types of body massage taking care of your special needs and satisfy you very deep inside with my gentle strokes. You get whatever you want with no restrictions at all.i do licking a lot and watever u can think of rest leave all ur fantacies 2 me
I provide services at your place - home or hotel. Your spouse or partner can be present if required.
I have a small number of ladies who use my services regularly and are fully satisfied. Due to confidentiality I cannot give any references but I can make a trial offer that you cannot refuse. For the first trial, I will let you decide the payment and accept what ever you decide to pay (nothing if you so decide). I know I will satisfy you. I have learnt it through practice.
Try me and you will be delighted.
Best wishes,
waitin for ur reply

The guy writes horribly, lousy spelling, no proper punctuation, nothing. That's so not sexy.
However, he seems terribly eager to please. And he sounds pretty confident. I'll say that much for him.
So, anyone interested?

18 September 2006

Soldier's Last Letter

Time for another song. My current most-listened song is in Italian. However, it won't do much good sharing it since no one I know understands Italian, well..almost no one. The singer pisses Akshay off, he's says he's sick of his loud Soprano voice. I think he's great though, he's cute plus he's got such a marvelous voice he moves my insides!:D
I was listening to this song by Ernest Tubb this morning, I've always found it very touching. And it's very conveniently in English so I thought I'd share.

Soldier's Last Letter

When the postman delivered a letter
It filled her dear heart full of joy
But she didn't know till she read the inside
It was the last one from her darling boy.

'Dear Mom,' was the way that it started
'I miss you so much,' it went on
'Mom, I didn't know that I loved you so
But I'll prove it when this war is won.

I'm writing this down in a trench, Mom
Don't scold if it isn't so neat
You know as you did, when I was a kid
And I'd come home with mud on my feet.

The captain just gave us our orders
And Mom, we will carry them through
I'll finish this letter the first chance I get
But now I'll just say I love you.'

Then the mother's old hands began to tremble
And she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed for there was no name
And she knew that her darling had died.

That night as she knelt by her bedside
She prayed 'Lord above, hear my plea!
And protect all the sons that are fighting tonight
And dear God keep America free'

Recorded by Ernest Tubb
Written by Sgt. Henry Stewart and Ernest Tubb

13 September 2006

Messy Moon

My Mess
Woke up the other day with an unusual feeling of clarity, the first thing that stuck me was this awful, terrible mess on my table. I'm usually tidy. But these past few weeks have been so hectic I haven't even really noticed this monstrous mess silently piling up inside my own room!
Kind of heart-warming when you look at it in a glass-is-half-full way. It's like this big melting pot where everything comes together, every article has a place and is welcome. Books, purses, earrings, pens, water bottles, coke cans, packets of cigarette, lotions and creams and oils, matchboxes, combs, deos, sunscreen - all coming together as one big family! :-)

La Luna de Hyderabad Took this picture on my way to somewhere some nights back. The moon was so brilliant even the brash city light couldn't outshine it like it usually does.

Ga-ga over Bana

MMMMmmmmmm... MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmm....MMMMmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!!
What can I say? The guy's just too hot!

07 September 2006

It’s a skippidity-do-da-day!

Shine on me sunshine!
Walk with me world!
I'm the happiest girl in the whole of Hindustan!

Reasons - a promotion and a raise :-)

That's me and Sush, Soul Team dinner at Serengeti a couple of nights back. I was feeling so low then people kept asking me what was wrong, you look 'totally spaced out' they said. Hmmm...I think I looked pretty normal but I felt like a real party-pooper. I was angry because in spite of some serious dieting I'd been actually putting on weight! Anyway..I give a damn now. The funny thing is my clothes are actually getting too big for me which must mean I am losing weight but I just look fatter everyday! Gross!
But a promo and a raise certainly makes you love yourself better despite not being as thin as you'd like to be :-)