Will miss you!

All of a sudden I hear that there was a countdown. NV was to be leaving the country. To be exact, three days to go. She has been bugging me for a testimonial. So heres to you babe!

I know how u secretively loved reading Mills and Boon when we were like in the viith or may be vith. Who were you trying to fool? But babe you barely hit puberty then, did you understand anything at all? Anyway, anything to escape the history textbook and your moms mini tutorial which was close to murder. Oh yeah I need to thank you for recommending all those Patu/dance/veena teachers that made every single after school hour a little less than miserable for me and my sister. But its wonderful how you had the talent with all of the above and I just miserably failed at it. Not to forget how I practiced braying for two years and was still trying to figure notes like "sa ma ga ma re ma pa da" half asleep, while you were having mini concerts all over the city.

Jokes left apart! This chick once taken seriously is a very sensible individual. Strong to the point were "mature" would be an underestimated word to describe her. She can pass for being naive and thats where you are wrong. She has a strong head up her shoulder and a stronger mind set. She can tackle the craziest situation with grace (ever wonder how she put up with me? This is how.).

Babe, will miss you! But Good luck with everything. You know you have my blessings. ;)

Hey there delilah!

- Its five thirty in the morning, I have "Hey there Delila" on repeat and sort waiting for the sun to raise. Its the perfect love song for the moment.

- Anyway was reading up on Milton Friedman's "Capitalism and freedom" today. And even as an economist he understood the double standards of the terms "good" and "bad". Well he is not exactly the best economist in town, but his views on how liberalism brings about these double standards were interesting.
So whose judging, I have been asking that for a while now. But no one seems to be having an answer.

- Harry Porter was on my to be read list but right now I am stuck at page 377 of the forth book. Sort was obliged to read on Capitalism and freedom.

- A certain weakness of mine is killing me. Good luck in trying to figure out what that is. DB, babe I am seriously working on it.

- I admit I am 23. I like it 23 now. 24 soon. Still young you know.

- The fancy liquid that I always talk about, is not all that fancy anymore, they are just plain dead expensive.

- You do not have the right to judge me. If you do, your judgment can your own personal thought.

- I feel grown up all of a sudden.

- I love wearing business suits. I have no idea why. I love wearing them even when its a hundred degrees out here.

- I am totally lost in translation. I am also lost between the east and west. Not that I am stuck in Africa.

- I am five feet two.5 inches TALL.

- I will make history.

- I have realized how important my right to vote is. But 7 years have passed since I could execute this right. And how am I wasting it? simply by not voting.

- Ma's birthday is coming up.

- NV is leaving.

- Will miss her.

- A lot.

Hypocrites! I only but detest them!

I detest (for lack of another word and my objections in using the word hate) hypocrites. What a superficial world are we all stuck up in? A world where you are faced with two-faced individuals who think they can hold their head up high not knowing what exactly they are. They try to portray simplicity only to their own notions. Individuals who have double standard definitions for good or bad, when the finger is pointed out at them. They indirectly hint you on what a miserable person you are, why? So that they could run away from their truly existing misery. I seriously wonder! Oh yeah, they have no hinge in admitting they are cunning too. In my context being cunning is not exactly a good thing.

All I have to say to these THINGS is “grow up, get a damn life and a mirror to see what you are”.

While I was just bumming around!

Its Strange to admit, but for the first Friday in what I would consider months I am sitting home having nothing to do. It’s the end of summer, well two days to go, and it was just craziness personified. Did nothing that was remotely productive. Traveled like there was no tomorrow. There was not a day where I was just bumming around (till today ofcourse).

The only intellectually political conversation I had with any of my friends was about how Atlanta, GA wants to make shaggy pants and exposure of bra straps illegal. Now after this petition is made the law, who the hec is going to be visiting the casinos out there if ones going to be fined or sent to jail for wearing extra loose pants. All I can say is that the lawmakers are running out of idea out there and what a fancy way to catch up with the head lines.

Anyway political talk put aside, can’t wait for this semester. Its is my last semester before I graduate. Another life style that’s coming to an end! Things will be definitely different after this. No more being 21 as I always state I am. A deep plunge with extra responsibilities and no more bumming around. CPA, a fancy job, Corporate world, my own business card, an actual job title that makes sense, Business suits, business travel, fancy 8:00a.m. telephone conference calls with the other side of the world!!! Oooh can’t wait.

Since I was bumming around, did not know why I started this blog and its strange how I ended it to!!!

LA!!!!

Did I mention that I was going to be in LA this past weekend. I was super excited! And I am even more excited to be going back there in about five weeks. Hanging out with Arty Ma is just a whole different story. Random events taking place, was at its peek. Nice fancy liquids were never declined when offered. There had to be shopping when ones in LA. Hate the movie Transformers, don’t ask me why. Loved taking the extra effort in looking cute. HELLO, I AM IN LA!!!!

All this was dandy and nice. But the little scribble that I wanted to get in this blog is not even worth mentioning. I shall just use the word “Jackass” and move on with my blog.

BJ (Funny initials I know.. but mind you he has a Harvard degree) is getting married soon, my reason to be in LA yet again, can’t wait can’t wait. It a Sunday reception, but who cares I have an ID that says I am above 21 (Just turned 21 last year, remember!).

But it is good to be back in Chicago. Poker and some crazy arse company till two in the morning is fun fun fun!

Marvin Gaye!

Totally loving this song at the moment. I do not know who I would dedicate this song to at the moment. But its just such a happy song and Marvin Gaye!! quite a contributer to the R&B world.


Listen, baby
Ain't no mountain high
Ain't no vally low
Ain't no river wide enough, baby

If you need me, call me
No matter where you are
No matter how far
Just call my name
I'll be there in a hurry
You don't have to worry

'Cause baby,
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

Remember the day
I set you free
I told you
You could always count on me
From that day on I made a vow
I'll be there when you want me
Some way,some how

'Cause baby,
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you

No wind, no rain

My love is alive
Way down in my heart
Although we are miles apart
If you ever need a helping hand
I'll be there on the double
As fast as I can

Don't you know that
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough
To keep me from getting to you
Don't you know that
There ain't no mountain high enough
Ain't no valley low enough
Ain't no river wide enough

A little more than two weeks has passed by since I wrote in here. What’s going on? Well I kinda broke my back trying to move into my new apartment. A Big THANK YOU to every one who helped me, Broker you too. Shanky, VJ I don’t think I would have done it without you guys.

I should say that I am loving this whole me having my own room concept. I did not get rid of my bunked bed. I love that thing! Its fun having SJ to share this room for now. It might be strange when she is gone. I might have many days where I would just have to come back to an empty room. Just hope I do not get to the point where I am talking to walls.

But this last weekend was soo much fun! Beach, Movies, dinner outs. It was fun! No fancy liquids!

Want to scribble somethings in here. But lets see over time if its worth a scribble. Will keep you dated.

I love it when my room mates come up to me and wish me good night every single day. They are my family away from home after all. I live with them, sleep with this (as funny as it sounds) cook with them and the whole nine yards. I come home and VN never forgets to ask "How was you day?". Kinda reminds me of the days back in school where Ma used to ask me how my day went, and I force my tired arse to tell her how it was.

Now I really cherish all that .. for when its taken away you know its the real worth.


Will miss these guys. VN is getting married so she does not want to live with me any more. Apparently she found a room mate that she wants to marry. SJ, well I thought she would go, but no she wants to be sharing my new bed room that supposed to be all for myself. Babe you better be paying rent. So much for the excitement of me finding my own bedroom.

Oh I forgot to talk about this!

Breakfast with Mr. Jeff Bilek Partner, E&Y
Metropolitan Club, Sears tower.

It was one the most awesome breakfast meeting I have ever had. I mean, talk about a Partner from the Big four canceling his next appointment to continue with the conversation that we were having. We spoke about every single topic that was of any relevant sense under the sun. We hit it off. I love the stature of the accounting field because of high profile people just like him. Can't wait for my day when I give out business cards that has my name with my job title as Partner.

So keep me acquainted!

Today! I am just happy. Been saying this for a while now. Chicago has the formula for me to make such a statement on a very regular basis.

I love my dad. No one cares or will ever care for me more than he does. I have his blood running in my system after all.

Was a bum all weekend. I did shake it a little on Friday night without the fancy liquids with a lot of C₂H₆O. It was MR's Birthday. The guy is.. let me think of one word to describe him...maniacal! That’s it. The night ended at 3 in the morning. But I get a VM from him at 5 in the morning cussing the hell outa me on why I called it a night that "early".

Need to go groceries shopping. So Tada!

FS .. married et all!

Its not like your best friends are getting married everyday. So when such an occasion arises, its truly a lot of joy.

Now FS got married. Got to admit that I did get really sentimental about it. A tear here a there. I mean.. he is my really good friend for like years now.

My biggest fear: He would change. I know that he is not longer going to be my buddy and all .. for gods sake he has a wife to show all his attention on. But I am truly going to be jealous.

AHHHH!!!! well it was really nice to see him happy on his big day. For a change he actually brushed his teeth as they looked whiter than they normally were.

Will miss the guy! (kinda already do)

Can't really call him anymore at two in the morning to yell at him for not calling me the entire day. Nor dwell my emotions to him over the phone. He was a good listener... now that I recollect all the crap I'd tell him.. he was a darn good listener.

Hey feroz.. too bad you kept your wedding dry. But here is a toast to your new beginning!!!

*CHEERS*

Current Events

Summer is here!!! Finally! There is no quantitative term that can explain how excited I am about this season. No school, three day weekends and lots of traveling.

NV graduated earlier this summer, could not be any more pleased to be with her on her big day.

Went to India for about two weeks. I think that trip has been the best vacation that I have had till date. My return travel was a whole different story. But can’t complain.

This last weekend was quite interesting. I was in three different states on the same day. I have never done that before. Met up with KS after about seven years. It was fun! A lot of fun I should say. We cooked a meal together. It was quite successful. He took me to a fine coffee show called Starbucks. He lives in some absurd town in Ohio. So could not complain about the hang out areas that he thought of taking me. But I should say that the company was quite good.

The next day made it to the Grand Prix. Now I knew zilch about this sport. KS took all the time to kinda “educate” me on the subject. Quite a sport I should say. You need some serious balls to be driving those things at that speed. Apart from the fact that I almost got def, I thoroughly enjoyed the event. A little more exciting than the current world cricket.

FS if getting married. Its sort of really exciting. Will be there in Dallas, TX to see him tie the knot (In his case, say Kabool).

A friend of mine was suggesting me making a career switch. He asked me to forget about Accounting and start of a column like the chick from Sex in the City. What a splendid idea right. Thinking about it, why not?

So on that note went and bought my self the Cosmopolitan. Had to sort of brush up on those columns for my career switch. I mean Sarah Jessica Parker did not have any columns as such in there but she is boosting off her new perfume “Lovely”. Smells pretty decent I should say. And what an inspiration!

Tomorrow’s Head line: Accountant Turns Women’s Columnist!


Alright!!!

Divya Ramesh Venkateshwaralu!! Happy Birthday yo!

Its technically the 2nd of May in India already, and I just could not resist till the clock striking twelve in Chi-town to post this.

So here goes.. Happy Birthday my Darling. This chick sipped on the fancy liquid that I was talking about even before I ever laid my hands on some. That puts her one step ahead of me.

So here is what she is at 21:

• she has got the best booty that I have seen (back off with all your arguments and comments on that)
• She has become a good interior designer… how do I know that.. she got my dad broke with trying to decorate his house.
• She can dance like there is no tomorrow. Just hike up the music with Varia from Puthupetai and she’s got it moving.
• Her sense of Humor… now lets not talk about that .. Next point
• She cannot lie for nuts.. cause when she does she gulps down empty air into her system.. a good pointer to all those who want to catch her red handed.
• She has learnt to drive a car like a grandma, sitting two inches away from the steering wheel. Quite an improvement from driving a cycle and bumping into the arse of a buffalo.
• Still enjoys sucking her thump (sorry babe.. had to make this public today)

What ever said and done.. love this babe a little too much.. Happy Birthday babe!

XOXO

Late at night

A gush of emotions just ran into me. Its been a while since I visited my own blog. I am still glued to the blogging world though. Just been secretively sneaking into people’s blogs without even leaving any comments. That’s how much my laziness has haunted me.

There is so much to catch up on! Since it’s only been a “somewhat short” period right!!!

Its strange how the most hated things can me missed. I miss, and for the first time I genuinely claim, Oklahoma. Ironically I happened to wear an Oklahoma T too today. No matter what, that place was four years of my life. Long enough to have called it home. But I am FREEKIN glad that I am out of there. I miss my bed rooms that I spent hours decorating. I miss RSR. I miss pretending to study at IHOP at two in the morning. I miss singing out loud to Ludacris while driving lost on the dirt roads of the okie state. I miss driving to Dallas on a Sunday to have South Indian meals. I miss my 4 a.m. conversations with my roommate on how stupid we were. I still miss conversations with her (RSR, I hope u getting the point).

Anyway, so much for the Oklahoma craziness. Two minutes and I am over missing that place.

I shall be going to India in three weeks. What’s taking me there? Dad asked me to come over.. THAT’S IT! The whole idea of me going home has not sunk in as of yet. My main worry is that the two weeks that I am there would be over even before it started.

Its DR’s birthday tomorrow. Happy birthday babe! Shall give you some hugs and kisses when I see you in person.

This semester has been hideously crazy. The verb “Studying” is out of dictionary. No weekend has gone without sipping on fancy liquids that contain a lot of C₂H₆O.

The New York trip was CRAZY! I ended up having about three shoe bites by the end of the trip. I consider that MAJOR injury. I still have one person stalking me on the phone after that trip ;).

NV was around in Chicago for ten days. Now we know how to have fun! Babe..miss you! But see you in two weeks. And yeah! she is graduating so a big hearty congratulations. Hold on.. Pass your damn finals first.

This semester is ending. About ten days to go. Its strange how time flies and its even more strange how every one quotes the above and me repeating it all over again. Any regrets? NON what so ever.

Chatting with a certain someone now a days has brought me extra joy.

I got my hair cut in a new style two months back. And I am damn bored of it already.

Will be attending a wedding within the family after about seven years. HOW EXCITING!!

I love Orkut. Apart from the people stalking me, its crazy how I find friends who I have not kept in touch since I was six. And yeah.. it doesn’t cost a thing ;).

KK.. I finally updated this blog for you. Here is four months of my life superbly paraphrased.

P.S. excuse my title for this blog. Its 2 a.m. and I am out of those fancy liquids with a lot of C₂H₆O.

Its been a while since I have posted anything in here. Been wanting to, but time is of the essence you see.

It has been a pretty good month and a half I should say. I turned 21. I took a month vacation to India. 2007. Second semester at Grad school.

So the craziness reinvents itself all over again.

falalala

• I got back my sudoku addiction
• I love my VAIO
• Bon Jovi is Hip and also Hop
• Midnight is actually around 5:00 a.m. for me
• Green Tea sucks
• I have lost my tweety obsession
• I hate .. yeah HATE my accounting text book
• I have not gone shopping in a week now
• I am goin to be home in two weeks and I have actually started packing
• Dad said he was sending me a birthday gift (can't wait to see what its going to be)
• Mom decided to disown me and has not called in three days
• My sister just got busted by me (ask her why?)
• I miss my 12 year old boy friend
  
• I am turing 21 in less than 12 hour (You damn well know that I am turning 21!!)
• I can't wait for my phone to go off all day tomorrow
• I am turning 21 remember
• December 1st, 198*
• Layla
• FS, HA, SS, DV, NS, DP, IA, NV, DR, MS, SC, PH, YL, MM, MR, VN, KR, AJ, RT --> miss you guys like there is no tomorrow
• Staying up late at night makes me feel like the world is all to myself
• I NEED a hair cut
• I read that a boy in Delhi was eaten by pigs, how sad is that
• six sigma
• The marginal utility of me going to school is diminishing by the day
• Its been four months since I read a book for pleasure (save the reactions)
• Did I mention that I need a hair cut.. I do.. i do
• My mom has dimples, I wonder why she never passed them down to me
• Ring the Alarm
  
• I think I like the color red a little more than the others
• Spoke to FS after what I call ages (more like 2 days)
• Bon Jovi
• Mariah Carey sucks (I own her CDs though, don't ask why)
• And so does J Lo or what ever she wants to call her self
• Money maker
• ॐ ऩम शीवाय ®

Now you know how much I suffer from Attention-deficit disorder

No one can ever boldly say "Life is so damn simple, that I cannot get enough of it". And if they do say it, they probably changing their mind in about 2 or lets just give it 3 seconds.

The First week of December!

Depression has struck me. AGAIN! My birthday is around the corner and I am turning 21 for the third time. An age that I will cherish for the rest of my life. But what has been worrying me is the number of times I am going to be celebrating my 21st birthday. I have managed to invite every being who would have the slightest intent to show up to my non existing party just so I can be merry.

I am not going to be home for the sixth year in a row on my birthday but I have sort off gotten immune to that fact. But I know daddy would call me thrice and so will mom. Will probably get the coolest greeting card from my sister along with extra cute jewelry. A million phone calls from everyone back home. What better could I ask. For this, I do not mind having yet another 21st birthday.

NV decided to ditch me and not come. FS is making absurd promises to show up. SA has actually got his ticket to get to chi-town. Can't wait can't wait.

November!

A little after starting a database that I am supposed to design for one of my accounting classes, I was getting bored of all the regular sites (a few listed bellow) that I have been visiting.

www.puma.com
www.macys.com
www.wsj.com
www.businessweek.com
www.orkut.com
www.facebook.com
www.friendster.com
www.hi5.com
www.oldnavy.com
www.gap.com
www.watchstation.com
www.overstock.com
www.youtube.com

I then paid a little visit to my own blog page, and decided that it needs major updating.

November (wont that be such a pretty name for a baby girl), a month where I always find my self so close to filing for bankruptcy. I manage to spend all the existing moneys in the my bank account without the slightest feeling of being guilty. Totally running out of space to host all my new fancy commodities. Black Friday was not the only excuse, I had the two day Saturday-Sunday holiday the week before that and the Saturday-Sunday holiday before that too. I am not running negative in cash as of yet and I am damn proud of that. Being an accountant kinda helps I guess.

Thanks Giving was a blast. Spent it with 12 other kids (yeah, I am still a kid). Met Miss Rajan, who I shared my aptartment with for two years. We caught up with loads of stories. Seeing her after year and a half and man I miss her, her sense of being sarcastic at the right moment, our 2:00 a.m. chit chats after which we would hit the bed at about sun rise, our study trips to IHOP only to have a three course meal, our classes together where we were busy taking pictures of the professor with our fancy cell phones only to get caught, our attendance at the accounting club meetings where we silently sat at the back so we had easy access to the cookies and punch served, our late night study sessions where we studied for about 10 minutes to be exact and spent the rest of the night either talking or trying grab out second or third dinner.

Reny I know you miss my alarm going off on you. Tell me you do. Miss you babe! And yeah she told me that I was going to be one of her brides maids at her wedding. Damn previliged I am feeling now ;)!! Go find a groom will ya.



Babe! this ones to us!!

Please tell your Lovers and Friends,
That Usher, Jon, and Luda had to do it again



XOXO love

"What goes around comes around" sounds like bullshit

Is life a game that we play not knowing what comes next? or worse a predesigned program by the destined supreme being? In either case, many claim it to be unfair. Karma is a term every one falls back on to explain everything that happens, be it good or be it bad, be it right or be it wrong. But who sets the standards and draws the line between these terms.

To me good or bad and right or wrong are man made concepts that have a double standard definition in any dictionary. Why blame it on karma, when you made a decision on executing your actions. Its just makes like so much easier, doesn't it?

"I am laughing too much today, and becuase of that I am definitely going to cry sometime soon" What is this? every negative is offsetted by an equal positive. Please!!! Do not tell me that life is some universal physics equation. The last thing I want is some equation tagged on to the way my life operates or how I want my life to operate.

Just because the explanation is justifiable does not make the action justified, so go live life like you do and stop raising that damn pointing fingure!

the prankster

Aj, a complete prankster messaged me on orkut stating that he would be in Chicago in a couple of days. A slight gush of excitement sinked in within me. I do not get high-school friends visit me that often. Actually, I never get visits from them at all.

So here I am kinda expecting him to call me so we could meet up and all. But no, I do not get any calls and have like absolutely no trace of him at all. I message him back on orkut asking him on where the hec he was. At this point I have a slight feeling that this guy is messing around. But I had my reasons to believe otherwise. So, I get on orkut and get random scraps from him telling me where he was, where it would be convenient to meet and all that stuff. But, I do not get a bloody call from him. So my doubts widen and then I figure that he had a home phone number that I could call on orkut. The perfect way to kinda figure if this guy was really bullshitting. I call the number once. No one picks up. I wait ten minutes, and call the number for the second time. This time somebody actually picks up. I ask for AJ, and I get a reponse that kinda sounded like I called the wrong number. I check the number at this point and yeah!!! I did dial the right number.

So I ask again if Aj was there, and then the guys was like "you reached the mental hospital" I could not stop cracking up at myself. I actually wasted TWO whole ISD calls in calling a mental hospital to figure where this guy was. Its not even april first and i am busted already. What can i say.. AJ!! your the man.

A Midnight story

It is way past mid night, 2:30 a.m. to be exact. I am consuming all the caffeine in the world to keep me awake so I can memorize 100 pages of theoretical crap and then fetch time to complete a 10 page paper that’s due in about 8 hours.

Benefits: totally enjoying the last minutes getting my work done experience, enjoying the silence of the city and having no living being that is not nocturnal disturbing me.

Disadvantages: Just consumed 900 calories of mountain dew just so the caffeine can keep me awake and then experiencing the pleasant guilty feeling I was talking about.

Well this blog is just an excuse to get away from all the above interesting college work that I have to work on.

An Emotional Attack

To this day I claim (and will continue to) high school to be the best days of my life. I conquered some of the best friendships and have stolen some of the best memories from there. And the results of that, life time depression of not having to get more of it. A very legitimate complaint and to explain why, has gotten me to the point of being emotionally involved.

It’s been five years since I shared the same classroom with these guys and the sad note is that I never will. But the relationships have only deepened, thickened and well cherished. I owe them big. Big enough to the extent that this life would not be enough to replace all that support and the simple action of just being there.

We have songs that bring memories, we have phrases that make us crack up for no reason, we have nick names that have random association with the individual, we have food items that remind us of so much love and my all time favorite is KKHH with Kiddo. I miss doing that everyday and extracting the grease off his nose (slightly disgusting, I know, but worth it).

Vyasama, who is getting married and all. There is so much to learn from her. She has the most steady head on her shoulder. Baby, who is also getting married. The purest in heart, and what live entertainment she can bring. Chappi a.k.a. Haramiz, I just owe this guy a lot. Ladhoo beta, one day your basket would be empty without any laddoos for sure. Aj, you made me call a mental hospital and no more comments on you. Baali, my inspiration to not be a lazy bumm. This guy passed his CA when he was 21. Who does that? Kiddo, please tell me you miss KKHH. Very soon I would be wearing clothes designed by you!! How exciting!! Jabroni, I was scared to talk to this one at first, but love his sarcasm level. Ranka a.k.a. Grandpa a total aloof and my R&B buddy. Malu, she has a baby, can’t believe that my baby has a baby for herself. Lulla, the Canadian, this guy can crack you up. Paming, a perfectionist.

This was my world for the last two years of my high school and they will always continue to be a big part.

I think I just wrote testimonials for all these guys here. I am getting better at time management, ain't I?

a reason to waste ten minutes of my life

Weekends are times that I wait for like five days a week, and when they arrive I am staring at e-mails from my professors that look something like this...

Accounting 465 Govt. and Nonprofit Accounting Fall 2006

Nonprofit Case Analysis

(40 points credit)

On September 6, 2004, the New York Times published an article entitled “Thousands Missing in Revenue Records of Culinary Charity.” The culinary charity in question was the James Beard Foundation (http://www.jamesbeard.org).

Required: Please read the article carefully and answer the following questions. You may refer to the Foundation’s website for additional information, including the Foundation’s financial statements for recent years. Suggested number of double-spaced pages for each question is indicated in parentheses. Please indicate the source of information (e.g. paragraph 5 of NYT article; Note 1 of the JB Foundation FY 2004 financial statements).

1. What general management problems existed at the Foundation? (1 page)
2. What financial management problems existed at the Foundation? (1 page)
3. Accounting issues (3-5 pages):
1. What accounting recognition, measurement and reporting issues were raised or implied in the New York Times article?
2. How would you propose to handle the issues identified in “a” above?
3. How did the Foundation handle those issues?

Due date: September 26, 2006 in class

And then, I wish the weekend never came. I miss out on all the sleep that I have to catch up. Have second thoughts on whether or not I can make it to a movie or get drunk. I even hesitate calling back all those people who gave me a million missed calls over the week just because I am scared I would loose out 20 minutes which could have been spent on starting at these e-mails and trying to figure out what to write. Its not only about what to write. Its like a life time reading marathon just to get my facts right to make one sentence sound more fancy.

Damn!! I think I just wasted ten minutes on this blog.

Randomness

While sitting kind of stranded in Phoenix, on my way back from LA, with my Accounting text book and my super cute laptop, I decided to blog having like absolutely no idea on what to write about. So to make this more random, I am going to brag about distinct randomness.

- I always wonder why my hand writing keeps changing from page to page. I think my mood has to do a lot with the way I write

- I love wearing flip-flops

- Watches are something I own by the dozen

- When I am hungry I apply flavored lip balm in amounts equal to one serving of strawberry cheese cake

- Sleep is something that no body can deprive me off

- I think I am addicted to Orkut, a succession from friendster to hi5 to face book and now ORKUT

- I love to google people, who does not… I google myself. And yeah!! I do show up. Semi famous you know

- I currently share a bunked bed with my room mate and totally love it.

- I am tweety OBSESSED!!

- When I graduate the first thing I am going to buy myself is a VW bug.. green with beige interiors and a sunflower

- I always wonder how people fall out of love

- Mid night snacks give me such a pleasant guilty feeling

- I think I like the color Blue and orange and red and pink.. but right now its green cause I have a whole bunch of clothes in that color. I need to make up my mind though. Feel like Julia Roberts in Runaway bride

- I love watching gay men.. and the straight guys too. But the gay ones are more fascinating.

- Bribe me alcohol.. and shame on you

Fab 5 from 1010 Go to IHOP

I did have a very interesting Saturday evening. Like every weekend, rise and shine was a moment that took place only after noon. And guess who my alarm was, my bunked bed mate who sleeps on the lower level. Anyway the whole purpose of the alarm was to get to IHOP for breakfast. Yeah breakfast after noon!! So we get all prepped up (which is like a two hour process taking into consideration that there were five girls and only two bathrooms) and head out with directions off the internet.

We wait for the college campus bus which, by the way, shows up only once an hour and then wait to catch the Chicago Transit Authority a.k.a. CTA bus to take us to IHOP. It is two in the afternoon at this moment, and I have been made to starve to death till we get to IHOP. I had no idea that IHOP was a whole 45-minute drive. Who travels this far on a Saturday morning, barely awake to grab food? We did, and fun it was. I think I spoke a little less than two completely sentences the whole time. Cause all my brain could do was to try to recollect what the DAMN IHOP menu had for their lunch specials.

Forty five minutes passed.. And then another five .. and then yet another five and we finally get there. I am starved. My brain has been deprived of food. And the waiter makes us wait for a table. Now this is torture!! Waiting is something I hate, but there was this real cute gay guy that completely distracted me off this toucher. Did I mention that he was cute? boy oh boy was he!! After staring at him we finally get our table and food was served. Biscuits with gravy.. sausages.. eggs and bacon. The perfect meal for an instant heart attack. But I ate them all. After what was a less than a 30 minute lunch, I could barely get up with all the food in my system. I truly felt bad for my heart and all the parts of my body that would have been effected. But eh, got my food!!

And yeah like every weekly schedule shopping has to be on the list. Like to spend all of daddy's money, and I am getting damn good at it.

An Episode Impromptu

I am in the land of easy opportunities, and so I decided to take complete advantage of that and henceforth was looking into getting a second part time job. A complete random move by me just for the extra buck. Anyway, my slight desperation got to the point where any job was just about all right. So I apply to every opening on campus (including the one where you have to shred paper for like ten hours a week and they pay $722/month.. now that’s what I call a well paid job!!).

My application and resume was actually reviewed and was done by random departments on campus. That is quite an improvement from last week, where a very convenient e-mail was sent. Quoting the e-mail "We appreciate you applying for this position, but we cannot look into your application because we have 300 applicants in our system". What the ****?? Then why the hec is the posting still on the damn website? Anyway, I get this e-mail for an interview. A very random e-mail just stating the place, time (which was wrong), no indication on what the position was going to be and if I was interested I had to show up. And then I get another e-mail with the correct date and time. And when I showed up for the interview the damn guy did not have me on his agenda. Now!!! This guy manages like a million computers on campus and he cannot keep track of his appointments?

It was an interview total impromptu. I barely introduce myself and the first thing he is asks me is "what are your computer skills?” Now a more appropriate question here would have been "do you have any computer skills?” Anyway I manage to kind of put my brain together and eagerly answered "yes! I took care of computers when I was doing my undergrad". Totally sounded like a nurse or something there. Who takes CARE of computers? Apparently I did. Anyway the whole episode was a completely chick flick finale. I had no idea what I was talking about and I managed to use every computer technical term that I knew. Naming a few: downloading, installing, and yeah CARING. Anyway by the end of the interview the guy was like your interesting and I think I might hire you. Yeah!!! I know!!! I reacted the same way too. My eyes did pop out. But we will know on Wednesday.

A WHATEVER post

This friday night did not turn out as planned. Nice dinner with room mates.. check. A good movie.. semi check. To compensate for the bad movie, I had to escape to a nightclub where I was yawning by 1:00 a.m. A major tragedy that I should not be complaining about.

Its funny how I actually had a fun night and made it sound so traumatic by just using a few negative words. It is a habit of mine that I am trying to eradicate. And how is the progress? Read the previous paragraph again.

Seriously, our perspectives on anything has to do with the words we use. "Oh! I had a wonderful day" (even if you did not) sounds so much better than "My day was OKAAYYYYY". It is such a hard attitude to put up. And when you meet people with such a trait, it is really refreshing. You actually want to talk to this person and such company is more than just entertaining.

Anyway, a lot of this negative attitude of mine has to be blamed on my sarcasms. Like I always say, sarcasms runs in the blood. So for now, it is just genetic and yes!! my genes are to be blamed.

I think I have a major ADD problem. Cause right now I want to talk about food. And since that would be so out of topic and above all embarrassing, I will take a leave and catch up later.

A comeback!!!

It has been months (which actually feels like decades) since I bothered visiting my blog. What made me come back??? GOD ONLY KNOWS.

But the point is, I am back.

Listening to Jay Z "can I get a ***" at the moment. Love it!!! First rap song I actually could rap. Took me like a whole day to figure out the lyrics. Let me remind you that there was no www.lyrics.com that I knew of during the 20th century.

I was in India for a little less than four months. I called it My Little Vacation and sure it was. Four months of friends! Four months of being with family! Four months of catching up for all the years that I missed out on! Four months of DAMN GOOD FOOD! Four months of unlimited love! And I could not have asked for anything better. Sure will miss all that till eternity.

I am back in the Americas, and the million dollar question that crosses my mind like a hundred times a day is "Why am I here?". The land of opportunities (easy opportunities) right!!! Since I am here already, no cribbing about leaving home yet another time. But I got to say, I am in love with CHICAGO!!!! Its beautiful.. Its merry.. Its adventurous.. and its filled with DESIES.. Yeah! Including me. I guess all the alcohol I consumed so far is a good bribe to make me like this place. Maybe not!

It’s Friday night, and it sure has been quite a week. I got my self employed. Yippeee!!! More money ;-) A fancy job that is titled as “Accounting Research Assistant”. Survived two forty minute interviews. Went shopping once.. no twice actually. Ofcourse, shopping has to be on every weekly agenda. Went out for dinner with my room mates to a real fancy place. Got to tell you that they did serve some real good martinis in there. My roommate is cooking at the moment. And it sure is smelling good.

A nice dinner with my room mates and a good movie would be a perfect way to end this week.

The Dawn of my '05 Christmas list

Christmas is just around the corner (more like a month and half away) and what better time to start on my Christmas list. First, it was the dilemma of having to either jot down 20 or 10 items on the list. The hard-core dilemma was then sorted out by choosing simplicity in a very Gandhian way in terms of a number. So here it is!! 10 items and my Christmas is made.

Since the day I moved to California, Fashion TV (not the Indian versios) was the only channel that Adelphia seemed to have offered (apart from the occasional peeks into lifetime) in the 3010 household. Has anyone observed this channel more than I have? If you have gay men are such a wonderful creation of God. And so Number 10 on the Christmas list; a gay guy who could pass to be my “bestest” (if that’s a word) friend. Here are my reasons why.

(Much thought has been put into my list and choosing a gay guy for number 10 definitely has its reason.)


- You could get to actually use the word “Whateverrrrrrr” a zillion times in just one conversation and still not sound blond cause there is someone else to take over the blondness (my gay bestest friend offcourse)

- Take long trips to the beach singing out loud to the Bill Medley and Jennifer Warnes duet on the 205

- Go shopping all day long and then truly state that the most fabulous thing we bought together were pink and purple striped slacks that fit just right.

- Spend Friday night on the couch after renting Legally blond II (which I have wanted to watch for the longest period of time) and then end the night by concluding that it was the cutest movie ever.

- One guy who would totally agree that the VW Bug is the cutest car ever in man’s creation (but should keep in mind that being gay is no excuse to drive one)

- A guy with whom I could talk to all day on how adorably sexy Will Smith is and then actually get a response from him in conformity

- One with whole I could argue on why Victorian houses are much prettier than 19th century Concord houses and actually know what I am talking about.

- A guy who would actually understand why the hec I was croaking like a frog when a TD & H guy just passed by

- And finally, to live in the fantasy of every episode of Will & Grace since season two.


So, Number 10 on my list a perfectly Gay “Bestest” guy friend and merry Christmas to me.


The other 9 items require separate posts. So till them all you wonderful acquaintances of mine, work on The Number 10.

Yet Another Diwali

It’s sad and still hard to complain about my fifth Diwali away from home. Got to work today and all I could think about were the good old times with my family and my superbly annoying cousins. No thought was given to getting a new attire (a good old tradition, more like a reason to buy clothes), keeping in mind that the more dreadful task was to actually find clothes to wear in my very simple unorganized closet. So after taking a bypass from that long gone tradition I decided to put on some semi new clothes and my all times favorite denim jacket and show up at work like it was just another day (but isn’t it?).

So here I am in front of my computer at work typing away at my lunch break and all this while thinking about fireworks, the sight of it and the sound of it. The times when I would get up to my terrace just glace the skies and no July 4th mega show event nor the scheduled 9 "o" clock fireworks at disney can ever replace that sight.

And now getting to main business, FOOD!!! Boy oh boy did my family work hard in the kitchen just to put up plenty of food that was more than delicious. Yes!!! One would have been guaranteed a heart burn after the meal, but it was definitely worth it. Gulob jamum, Perugu vadda, badam kheer, you name .. they made it.

So for all you people out there with your families on this day, rejoice it!!! And without a doubt I am jealous.

Happy Diwali!!!

The Weekend Nightmare

The weekend has almost ended, three and a half hours to go and I still cannot get enough of it. During these few rare days of the week one gets all the privileges of sleeping for 12 or more hours continuously without some 21st century gadget waking you up at some hour before sunrise. The only few days where you could walk around without taking a shower the whole day and not being bothered if your deodorant is still working. One also has the rare occasion of having a breakfast (not of a breakfast bar or cold cereal) on the table and not while trying to speed to work on a over populated highway. Those are days where you could just lay on the couch all day in front of a semi famous branded non LCD TV watching Lifetime and not feel guilty that you are not at the gym instead. Yup!!! All this and even more.

Tomorrow I would have to dreadfully drag myself out of my bed at some very drastic early hour just so I could miss the miserable opportuning of wasting two hours sitting in a car listening to Kiss F.M or some early morning radio station more pitiful and trying to beet the O.C. traffic. The more tragic part is when your done with your shower and you are still staring like a zombie at your closest to realize that your laundry is not done or even worse you have no clothes to wear. Those are the instances when you really miss the over blessed moments of being in India where everything is readily done and on time by some very loyal assistants.

So, you dig out your closest to find some old grey Raymond tailored slacks (Made in India by the way) and a non matching yellow shirt and then Voila!!! You just qualified for an Ambush Makeover. But who cares!!! its a Monday morning; you barely have clothes in your closet, your barely awake, your brains barely working and you barely make it to work at 8:00 a.m. (and tragically not p.m.)

Yeah!! Works cool and all that, but billing and keeping an account of all the numbers for some 8 odd hours a day leads me to envy these three and half hours that I have left. So yes!! My Weekend Nightmare begins; Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday ....

Music for the Hour: Black Eyes Peas

My Firday Nigth Live

It’s going be midnight in about one minute and what the hell am I doing in front of a computer? Am Listening to Gayathri Mantra Remix, that's right!! the remix of a mantra and at the same time chatting with a XYZ engaged male friend of mine who has the typical 21st century mentality that marriage is the dead end of life. How more anti cultural can my life get? But apart from all these 21st century commotions I basically started this blog so I could improve my AWA score by .5 and what a difference that could make, Harvard or Yale RIGHT!!. My options at this point of my life is more like non of the above, as I just conveniently decided to postpone my GMAT exam for the first time on terms that I was too nervous. (What an excuse and my acquaintances actually fell for it)

So it’s a Friday night in a semi new place with semi new friends and a semi new family around and what did I do? Forfeited my 6 “o” clock Friday night nap to watch half a movie on Lifetime (don’t ask me which one) and then gradually realized the boringness of the channel and switched of the tube just to take a call from my Dad (so there went my 7 “0” clock Friday night nap). The conversation was all fine till the point where the typical Indian fatherly lectures pored out and it soon turned out to be more of a one sided conversation where the only words that came out of my mouth was “Yes Daddy”. Damn!!! I sounded innocent as a baby. So yeah after a point in time I politely hanged up on him, telling him that I needed to go fetch food for my system (another 21st century trait, “cutting off your elders”)

After the lifetime entertainment and the little phone conversation I decided to take the rescue of the computer only to find out that the internet was not working. Adelphia and their all in one 49.99/month plans, I get Lifetime and “High Speed” Internet that never works. So I bug the hell out of my cousin and get the internet to work at some rate slower than dial up. What a rescue, now I have more than necessary access to the world and music. So this is the latest gig I picked up today “Vikram and Ludakrishna” . Do they make me proud or ashamed of being an Indian, I do not know but they are sure hella funny.

Ultimately!!! This was my Friday night live here at CAlIFORNIA.

Movie of the week: Dirty Dancing

Music for the hour: Bob Marley, Reggae