The Tangy Taste of Mango

I had been to the Indian Store in Nashville and on seeing those green fat beings sitting on the vegetable aisle, I grabbed one quickly and placed it in my shopping cart[The green fat beings i refer to are Mango]Already i was thinking of the numerous possibilities. Should i cut them into narrow strips and sprinkle salt and chilli powder over them and reminiscence the breeze through my hair on marina beach. Or should i cut them into tiny cubes and add spurted mustard seeds, chilli and hing powder and salt to make the timeless "quick mango pickle" . Better yet i remembered my favourite online cooking instructor " VAH CHEF" and his video of mango rice and the outcome was totally YUMMY to look at.



Back home the mango retired to the refrigerator for a couple of days and i took it out to make Mango Rice.Both my Roommate "D" and I were excited about eating something to do with Mango for dinner. It took us about half hour finish it and we tasted it found it to be too tangy and need of chilli. So D had the honour of adding more fried red chillies to it and I , of adding salt. All was well. And we had a great dinner. Promptly, I logged into you tube and commented on the Video about how wonderful his recipe was and also the important tweaks required to reach optimum taste.

They say happiness is best experienced when it is shared, So I decided to take some for my colleagues at Office. So just before Lunch hour, i opened my box of delicious Mango rice and passed it around to two of my team mates revealing them that it was mango rice made as per my fav chef's directions. But alas, they didn't think it had anything to do with Mango. How dare they mock my cooking!! My argument was their Taste buds were dead. So next we went to my assistant manager to make him guess what rice it and to my dismay he didn't guess it either. SO on it went from person to person and i got answers like, lemon rice, tamarind rice, coconut rice (WHATTTTTTTTT !!!) and "different rice" [yes i did hear that comment too]. But once I revealed thee truth , I was consoled with twinkling eyes that it did taste like Mango rice.. [Boo hoooo :( all Liars!!!]

So my conclusion: Indian's in USA have forgotten the taste of Mango Rice. Really...You got to try out his recipe to know that I speak the truth..

You can check out his site here. Link to the Mango recipe is here , you get to see my comment also in the you tube page.

The train leaves the station

Hey all...I want to be back with a BANG...unfortunately..i am no Aamir or Sachin OR Britney to have that kind of enthusiasm attached to me getting back on to the Stage of Blogosphere..

So many things have happened in the last 2.5 months that i left my joint here. Things i could have written about, but lots of my buddies have alrady written about them. But hey, I want to tell my thoughts too..So a recap of events thats i wanted to write about but i missed..



1. Mumbai attacked by Terrorists ---> I would have used abusive language at those sorry-not-fit-to-live-on-this-planet people. Unfortunately I dont use those words and I know its not a single voice that can make a difference. I am glad seeing that the Indian government seemed to be taking "some" steps against them and for the first time we are on an Offensive. JUSTICE NEEDS TO BE SERVED ..I pray that it happens fast and this incident too doesnt become "another terrorist act that occured". But it must be the "last terrorist attack on indian soil".

2.NEW YEAR 2009 ---> My long long time wish that i must be out of my home on New Years Eve with friends got fulfilled for the first time. Usually I am out with my parents and just once we had a get-together at my home. Oh Yeah and last year , i slept through the break of new year.

So behind all the hype that i had created in my mind about New Year's Eve on how i would celebrate with friends...well to be frank, it was like any other outing. But what the hell..something new for 2009 for me. CHeers!! and of course...WISH U ALL A VERY VERY BRIGHT NEW YEAR 2009 !

PS: i hate talking about resolutions, so please please lets not even get to it.

3. FRAUD BY RAMALINGA RAJU ---> Oops. that really hurt. I work for Satyam and its a big big personal blow for me and my resume. Though this was the work of the Top management, which fooled its employees,clients, government etc etc etc...It made me tainted (In the famous words of Infosys' Narayana Murthy). I started my career with Satyam and it has been good, if not great to me till the last month. Now i am torn between loyalty towards the institution that i belong to, and anger at those that brought it to shame. Just to clear the air, as of now my project is going on fine. Probably there were lots of good people in my team who have god's blessings. So i hope it continues till the company stabilises. Else I would be out of job and would need to take up Blogging FULL TIME. aha...now i think you will all have me in your prayers, to save yourself from my Blogs at least.

4. OBAMA - FROM NO ONE TO NO. 1 ---> I hated this guy for defeating Hillary Clinton. I had never heard him talk before that. But the first time I heard him deliver a speech, I just loved him. He is the best example of the power of speech. To work your way up is not something that happens by chance. You got to put together a great team,delive inspiring speeches and get the people to like you and believe that you are their hope. He has created a lot of expectations and I hope as the President of USA his pulls his country out of recession and which will also help the economics the world over.

BTW did i mention, he has such an adorable family. I love Michelle Obama. I have joined the citizens of USA on their romance with the Obamas.

5. Im am an eggetarian...yaaayyy ---> Yes my dear friends, its about a month since i have started eating egg. I remember the last time i had egg was when i was in my 5 th standard. My mom had gone out of station and my dad made omelet for breakfast. I ate it reluctantly and puked in school and got my dad to come and pick me up from school. I bid a happy farewell to egg. Now its become part of my diet. Though it was the desire to have a healthy non-baked breakfast that lead me to egg. Now i enjoy the Sunny-side-up version of it also. I am looking forward to a healthier me.

6. THATS IT...STOP !!

And the train slows down..

Hello All..I am logging into my blog after 2 weeks. Not only does it seem like an infinite time but also like the whole world has gone 10 steps and I am left behind. Had many comments to moderate and favorite blogs to catch up on. The blame on my absence goes to my personal project 'M' that I took up recently. No no...'M' doesn't stand for marriage and its not in my dictionary for as far as I can see. So its nothing interesting to write about 'M' here, so let me skip the details. I am giving up on Blogging time to concentrate on 'M'. So my brain apologises to my 'blogger -me' for not giving it the attention it wants...

And now its homework time folks!! In the blogosphere ,its synonymous for 'TAGS'. This week is going to be a sneak peak into who I am through the tags that I received from , Blue diamond (I am proud to share my name with her), Rakesh(he writes one of the most addictive blog) and RS (a sweet person i met here)

I am normal

The next assignment is from Rakesh , a fun blog which humbles my writing skills..

The requirement is for me to write 6 eccentric characters of mine. I really am a very normal person and took me a while to think up of anything different about me, so here goes my normal abnormal self

1. Personal Picassa

I love looking at photos. I can browse through thousands of snaps shot of my friends and family and of course myself for hours together. I treasure the memories that sweep me when I see them. So I make it a point to collect every photo possible and store it up in my hard disk for referring every now and then. So all my friends on Orkut and Facebook, beware I am 'looking' at your pics periodically whether you update them or not.

2. Sleep only when sleepy

I cant hit the bed just because it is 12 in the night or 2 in the morning. I only go to bed when I cant help myself to do anything else. I think sleeping is a waste of time when I can concentrate on blogging, working, You tubing, movies,mags etc etc. Once my eyes start closing involuntarily , then its my cue to prepare to sleep. So if they close at 7 pm, then its my bed time.

3. Accident freak

I also worry that the people who matter to me or I will have a accident while travelling. So when my parents or friends tell me that they are going from A to B..(could even be to the nearest grocery store from home) I secretly pray for their safety , that no accident happens.

4. Hot Food and Clean Hands

I only eat food that is hot. If it isn't, then I will eat as little as possible. Of course I can't avoid eating altogether. And yeah I need to wash my hand every now and then. Water is its elixir and my hands needs to constantly be in contact with water, else it will wilt. Or so it thinks.

5. Life without YouTube

I would be desperate, helpless and hopeless without YOU TUBE. Its the place I live in. I watch all possible shows, music videos, news , celebrity gossips, sitcoms, comedy tracks, talk shows on it. But if You tube dies, I think I may actually have more time on hand

6. Eye make up

Wearing Eye make up is my favourite part of getting dressed up. Not that I have breathtaking eyes, but wearing a base cream, followed by kajal, liquid eyeliner, eye shadow, mascara and final swoosh with eyelash curler is my makeup antic. I mentioned I like this routine, but did i say i wear it ?? I have the equipment and the riff raffs to do it but No time and patience to apply it. Any models willing to take the risk with me??

So I completed it, now the victims of this tag are :

RS
Blue Diamond
Amazwi

Past,Present and Future

This is Blue Diamond's tag. I would have loved to write on these topics as a blog post, but considering the tempo of my blog, I had decided to keep it out. But now with the excuse of doing it for the sake of a Tag, here goes:

The tag rules:Two questions in each category answer them and then tag your friends from the blog-o-sphere. (Simple enough right?)Leave a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged and you are all set.

Yesterday :

Your oldest memories :

Running to my friend's house next street
Thinking my brother's feet were the cutest thing in the whole world when he was born.( Now its a size 10 feet and nowhere even near to the word decent, let alone cute)
Buying matching hairband, shoes, earring and everything to go with my dress for every diwali till I was 13.
Practising for dance to be performed on cultural day and always ending up as the 'boy' (thanks to my height or rather to the short girls in my school)
After school volleyball, march past practise and every other game when there was not a care about complexion..
Buying 'Goli-soda' and 50 paise butter biscuits from the shops opposite school
Planning with my best friend Shruthi on how to ask permission at home to watch a movie at a movie hall
My Hand full of Friendship bands on friendship day
When I was promoted from riding a BSA champ to a Lady bird to a Sunny then on to a Scooty and finally car...
Long conversations after school ends in the Cycle stand
Trying to play the ooja board and getting caught..(damn shit!!)
Fighting for the Television remote with my brother (not quiet old, as it will happen sometime now also, when I go back home)
My trip to Dubai and the life shaking experience I had in Gorfakhan trying to climb up a cliff.
Learning Bharathanatyam and then leaving class...(which i should never have)
Running from Physics and Chemistry tuition to Math tuition..
Sighting and teasing boys while at school(no more details here ...hehe)
Prank Calls to strangers and friends
when my best friend left to Australia to study and our tear filled goodbyes..
library trips
Farewell day at school which was the saddest day of my life...I left behind 14 years of my life and moved on to face a different world..

What were you doing ten years ago?

Ten years ago at this time I was having this silly fight with a friend called Neha. I don't even remember now why we had fought. She was an extremely sweet girl and I wish I could get back in touch with her.
And I was also wondering when the chicken pox marks on my face would go away and wondering if I would look good again..
On the other hand, I had this crazy boy cut and looking totally cool(at least I though so)
Devising on how to convince my parents to send me to a boarding school for doing my 11th and 12th , so that i could live the Malory towers life...BTW it didn't happen.

Today:
Your first thought in the morning
It is a Sunday and the thoughts that came in my mind when my eyes opened were as follows , in no particular order :
'SHIT !! ITS 9 30'. Shall i call Thamizh or Shruthi once my coffee is ready. Crap i didnt prepare filter coffee overnight. shall i have oats?? but oats is so boring to eat on weekend. or maybe hot chocolate. But its not so healthy.
so i ended up drinking tea and called thamizh . She didn't pick up and i called Shruthi. It was 1.30 by the time i dropped the phone..Phew..Half a day over..DAMMIT

If you build a time capsule what would it contain?
It would have my hard drive which has photos of everything and everybody and also all my photo albums from childhood, trip photos and school and college. Gifts and cards from family and friends. Slam books...

Tomorrow:
This year…
I would have woken up to yet another monday and thinking on reasons why i choose the software industry and what I can do to get out of it.
Probably the next year also I would think the same

What do you see yourself doing 14 years from now?
Nothing has gone as per plan.
10 years back I thought I would be a brilliant business entrepreneur , flight hopping, coming on business magazine covers and making life changing decisions. Look at me now, writing meaningless crap on blogs. The most tough decision I made yesterday was to whether buy a black scarf or with patterns or without. So I don't even what to think 2 years from now, let alone 14 years!


I saw that most of the bloggers had completed this tag topic. So i tag my friends who I guess will enjoy writing on this topic:

Sanjana...
Chriz (This is a busy busy blogger,lets see if he responds)
Crystal

On the quest to find my alter ego

This RS' Tag. She wants me to find my Disney incarnation by taking the quiz at http://quizfarm.com/quizzes/new/TheMilkMan007/which-disney-character-is-your-alter-ego/

So I came up as the Beast!! Of the famed 'Beauty and the Beast' . And to think that I would have preferred to be Beauty in the fairy tale....Considering that it is a character and not a appearence quiz, I accept the results as fair based on my answers to it..

I think the following people need to get in touch with their alter ego and their silly side and they must do this exercise...So I tag
Rekha
Priti

But to all, do let me know through a comment on who did you turn out to be. Its a small 2 minute quiz, try it out.

They had a whale of a time

When my friend forwarded me a mail, I did not believe my eyes. Rather I choose not to believe it and considered it a hoax. The mail had some gory pictures of whales being slaughtered by men. When I say gory, they were horrific, believe me. I could substantiate it with posting the pictures in the blog, but I dont want to(another choice! ) This was a mail seeking condemnation against killing of whales in Denmark. But the accusation on a single country was too compelling with strong words used in the mail. So I had my favourite companion to dig on it, google.

I was in for a shock. So will you be. If the pictures I saw in the forward were gruesome, it was a rhyme book compared to the big novel in store. The killing of the ‘Pilot whale’ is a tradition in the Faroe Island. This island is a autonomous province of Denmark. Every year the slaughter of the Pilot whales is an annual event and about 950 of them are killed. The biggest sigh of relief for the whales is that due to ‘regulation’ the Faeroe’s use a Blunt gaff instead of an usual gaff when pulling the whale to the shore. (A gaff is a pole like device used for lifting the fish by stabbing it)

There have been many regulations on the ‘weapons’ used to kills these innocent animals on grounds of ‘cruelty’ towards them. But what about the actual cruelty on them committed by killing. Should that not be addressed rather than show kindness in the means of commuting the murder.

And a trivia : The sea turns ‘RED’ the day the whaling event takes place. It is truly the outcome of a battle which caused a ‘SEA OF BLOOD’.

But when a cow and pig can be killed for its meat, why not the Pilot whale? The Pilot whale at least lives a good life before it is killed for its meat. While the cow or pig is confined in facilities and fed solely for the sake of its meat. This is not my argument. This what the Faroese people say.
What do you say?

Being a vegetarian, my opinion is very biased. So I would like to hear what you think on it.Comment with your name or anonymously as you wish. And you are welcome to respond to comments posted by others in my blog also.

Link to a video on this hunting. If you are up to it, please click here

I am tagged - Quotes I like

Hey I have been tagged by Sanju (aka Harini). And this post is due to her friendly command. DO check out this seasoned blogger. Click here.
While collecting the quotes for this post, I went skimmed thorough portions of the books. It lead me to enjoy the feel of these books all over again.
I know this will not be a popular post among most of the readers, but do go through the quotes, maybe you will be able to connect with it.


To Kill a Mocking Bird by Harper Lee.

"I’d rather you shot at tin cans in the back yard, but I know you’ll go after birds. Shoot all the blue jays you want, if you can hit ‘em, but remember it’s a sin to kill a mockingbird.... Mockingbirds don’t do one thing but make music for us to enjoy. They don’t eat up people’s gardens, don’t nest in corn cribs, they don’t do one thing but sing their hearts out for us. "

"Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing."

Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert Heinlein

"Thou art God," Mike repeated serenely. "That which groks. Anne is God. I am God. The happy grass are God, Jill groks in beauty always. Jill is God. All shaping and making and creating together — ." He croaked something in Martian and smiled.

"Thou art God"


Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

There are few people whom I really love, and still fewer of whom I think well. The more I see of the world, the more am I dissatisfied with it; and every day confirms my belief of the inconsistency of all human characters, and of the little dependence that can be placed on the appearance of merit or sense."


Fountain Head by Ayn Rand

"Independence is the only gauge of human virtue and value. What a man is and makes of himself; not what he has or hasn't done for others. There is no substitute for personal dignity. There is no standard of personal dignity except independence."


Catcher in the Rye by JD Salinger

The trouble with girls is, if they like a boy, no matter how big a bastard he is, they'll say he has an inferiority complex, and if they don't like him, no matter how nice a guy he is, or how big an inferiority complex he has, they'll say he's conceited. Even smart girls do it.


What I mean is, lots of time you don't know what interests you most till you start talking about something that doesn't interest you most. I mean you can't help it sometimes. What I think is, you're supposed to leave somebody alone if he's at least being interesting and he's getting all excited about something. I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It's nice.

Many, many men have been just as troubled morally and spiritually as you are right now. Happily, some of them kept records of their troubles. You'll learn from them — if you want to. Just as someday, if you have something to offer, someone will learn something from you. It's a beautiful reciprocal arrangement. And it isn't education. It's history. It's poetry.

Introspect the suicidal

Hey all..now i am back with a nice , reformatted and faster laptop!
So i am hoping my posts and thoughts can match the speed of the laptop...Well since I use Windows..probably i will beat it in about a week. But considering my past record I just hope I dont lose desperately.

An interesting piece of news that I came across. The officials governing the golden gate bridge in San Fransisco are intending to place a suicide net under the bridge. Yes my buddies you heard me right. Its a SUICIDE NET. Apparently the average number of suicides from Golden gate bridge is 20/year. Nearly 2 people a month!! Did you know every sucide affects atleast 6 persons personally. Usually suicides are associated with a lot of drama either in "the method of getting it done" or "location of implementation".

I guess the people who didn't make history while alive wanted to be a part of it at death. OK i know its a mean thing to say. But suicide is not something i endorse, I dont think anyone does. OK lets take one step behind...I said "I guess the people who didn't make history while alive wanted to be a part of it at death" I don't think any of us here have really been part of any greatness. At least most of the blogging community...Else why would we be on cyber space shouting our hearts out and clamouring for attention !! Its embarrassing, but its the truth..accept it people.

Taking another step back, as it appears that i have moved in the other direction, again.Coming to suicide. I don't want to do a big analysis on it. There are millions of webpages which can give us that information , from experts rather than me. But having spoken personally to a couple of people who were 'suicidal'.. I can tell one thing. They have such low levels of confidence in themselves and those around that you would move from the state of feeling sorry for them to being angry at them that they are unable to pick themselves up...even with the help and support of people around them.

There is so much to live for...I don't say 'there is so much to achieve'. Achievement is relative. If i drive my car alone for 20 miles that is a big achievement for me while it is everyday routine for another. So lets just try to bring a smile in the face of the person next to us and this will bring one in ours. As the smiles multiply , the happiness grows around you and there is nothing to feel sorry about..Let alone to even remotely think of suicide.

This line was added when i went through what i had written in the post. It just doesn't stick to one topic..Digresses from the actual intent of the post and doesn't really make a lot of sense. Just like me. Thanks for sticking till the end of this way-too-long post.

An empty well

Yes that is how I feel...like an 'EMPTY WELL'.
Its been 3 weeks since i posted and I am not able to write about anything. I am counting every day that is passing by without me feeling inspired to write on something.
Well you may see from my blog that I may not be writing about "Serious stuff " per se. But i did feel like writing every post here. And I am not feeling-the-feel.

I am reading like mad and watching news till my eye balls pop out looking for a lead.Nothing has turned up and I am in serious trouble. Trouble is i am suffering from low motivation and diminished self respect.

I am no Shakespeare to look for inspiration in Love. I am not even sure if that is true.

Help me!! Somebody...Anybody!

The Rapper In me

When i listen to the radio or watch TV, i see these black guys who talk/sing so fast in rhythm with music...
I cant even talk one sentence fast and hence I used to totally dig into the Hip hop /rap music. But then have we not all heard that the Human mind is the most powerful and it can achieve any thing . Well how lame was i to believe that load of shit.
So i decided i want to try to rap. Well if eminem could get famous for being a white rapper. How about a Female Brown one...Isn't sexism the new racism??
To make it short on the results, It was disaster. I could not even get the words to sync with the music (in spite of having both the lyrics and song right in front of me), so i dont even have to add any thing about my singing (recitation ??!!). Did i tell you all, i cant sing for nuts... Which makes me think why did i even try to do it...



Hence 'THE RAPPER IN ME DIES'


The song i tried is American Boy, which i just adore. Estelle's part was a cake walk.But Kayne West's....Hmm..Hey i know its not a tough one for you, it was for me though...If you can - try rapping it.

Politics the novel way to crap

I was watching the Republican National convention last week...You may be wondering why an Indian who doesn't even have the right to vote, let alone even have a remote say in the country i am in now and i am termed as an 'alien' (wataaanaeme) has to put through speech after speech by old and boring people. Well yeah, i dont mind listening when people talk especially politicians.
Its just like movies...they talk all their talk from a script written by a bunch of smart people... I do live here now and the country has been good to me . So I am very much intrested in knowing what to expect, as it is going to affect the world, whether it is acknowledged or not. America isnt the World Leader for nothing. And of course i watched it for Sarah Palin. Mind you, i am a female(which obviously makes me not male and not watching her for the fact that she is a babe). I was very intrested in finding out what made McCain choose her as his VP over the other party veterans....The fact that she is a female , a crowd puller, governor and a republican was the only answer i got.

Coming back to the topic of the Blog, now that i have explained the back ground...
Hey i am happy to say POlitics sucks everywhere... :D :D :D
When i heard Palin trash Obama...I was like 'You go girl!!' Back home in India, i used to feel our Indian Politicians were most manipulative and appear to do anything to gain votes and secure office. Well what can i say....Its the same here (Its tragic but Im all glee )

Of coure corruption is not at the same magnitude as in India, there is more passion and ambition to serve the nation in USA. But Power Hungry Politicians...They are universal.

POLITICS SUCKS.....CHEERS ALL!!!

My Poll sucks

I got like 65 hits this week and only 6 out of 65 responded to the Poll i hosted.
I know it is totally embarrassing to get like a less than 10% response...So i was doing a bit of a self-analysis...as in the ways of the 'YOGI' ...and i think one or many of the following is the cause for the poll having less to no interest..

4. People don't like Polls any more
3. People don't want to participate in them
2. No one really cares about a expedition to the moon
1. Basically, the poll was BORING...with a big big B..

Oh yeah and i think the winner is hands down to '1' ...well thats why i numbered it so.
But come to think of it, maybe its because the 65 hits i saw were merely passing winds and not a 'stop and stare' case...Man...

I have placed the Poll there below as a post..so that all of you can see its lameness... ! (maybe i just want to be reminded of it)

This was my Poll

hey all..

for those who missed my 'wonderful' Poll...it goes like this :
(I am not very sure why i am doing this to myself)

If given a chance to live in Moon with your best friend for 3 years, with no contact with the earth except in case of dire emergencies, with your colleagues in the Earth station, WOULD YOU? Yeah and by the way, you would be the first person to do it.

a. Moon...Here i come with my buddy
b.Oh Moon you look lovely from Earth. I dont want to ever change that
c.I would like to visit Moon, only as a visitor but I can not be without human connections and I dont care for my name in history...

Well just for the records, the maximum votes were for C. 4 votes...that is something to say..

Franny and Zooey by JD Salinger

This is my second book of Salinger's after Catcher in the Rye. I heard that readers either love it or hate it. Well at the end of the review, i guess you will know which side i am in. I must be very frank here, i could not relate to the characters and was very bored with the conversations. It seemed like one of the principle character Franny was having adolescent problems and her older brother Zooey is helping her out to figure out her identity. But these 'bright' kids had a weird upbringing. They were exposed to varied religious principles at a very young age by their other two much older brothers. The entire book consists of sequences ..one between Franny and her boyfriend( introducing Franny and her confusions), Zooey reading elder brother buddy's addressed to him ( giving background of Zooey and Franny), Zooey and Mother, Zooey and Franny. Lot of long conversations here and there which can sometimes lead to a 'so what' 'yeah what else' feeling...Usually when i read a book, i feel good about it if it makes me think about the subjects or the plot or even the place in which it is based...But then i was just glad this book was over...

Now for few words i learnt from the book :

Panetela :

Spanish root. a long slender cigar

From the book : He had been smoking them since he was sixteen, and regularly, as many as a dozen a day-expensive panatelas, for the most part-since he was eighteen.

Incestuous:

Improperly intimate or interconnected
Example : "Press-politics relations are notoriously incestuous"
From the book : There in almost incestuously close juxtaposition, seven scrapbooks of newspaper and magazine clippings had been bracketed, at the bindings, directly into the plaster.

Vaudevillian:
A person who does theatrical performance of the nature of a variety show by profession.

Inveterate:
Latin root. in a habitual and longstanding manner
From the book: The children's father, a former international vaudevillian and no doubt, an inveterate and wistful admirer of the wall decor at Sardi's theatrical restaurant.

Happy days are here again

Hey all...

Just wanted to share a song which i am humming all the time..

Wanted to pass the 'MIND WORM' to the good folks who are visiting my page..

(which obviously makes those who are not coming here as bad. Without question... )

love you Google

Guys its been my darling babe striking different poses on the Google homepage for the past two days... Its like Google telling me 'its going to be alright'...
I believe its a sign that i can move on from my 'PIGGY DREAM' ..thats why I LOVE you GOOGLE..

A Piggy Dream

I am a vegetarian...and very strict about it. If you don't consider the Hard boiled egg i had a month back. I had it because i wanted to start having more variety for breakfast. I am not a cereal person and i am slightly allergic to yeast. Hence no bread variants for me. So which leave me with Fruits for breakfast.Can get monotonous.While i am trying to get some thing into my tummy in about 10 minutes in the morning.

Anyway, i had a weird dream.Probably inspired by a story narrated by my friend couple of weeks ago. A bunch of friends and me are having a get together and we order for Pizza. The guy delivers a Pepperoni Pizza. Those pork pieces looks just like tomatoes and i say, why waste it . And what i do is, pick out those pork pieces out and throw them away and eat the pizza. I feel totally gross. Right Now.Not in my dream. There i was happily munching it away.

I cant believe that i had a pizza with pork in it, while i am advocating the rights of pigs. I have a Netflix DVD of Babe in my bag right now. The cute piggy movie which i fell in love with back in prehistoric times...kept coming back to my mind and i bought it from Netflix. I was preaching about the quality of the movie, its Oscar nominations and the unusual farmer who connects with Babe to every person i met. And now i ate a pepperoni pizza....Even if it was just a dream...I believe in dreams and i am guilty of eating meat, and pork out of every other possibilities...Boo Hoo... :(

Meet the MANAGER

Hey all....I am back after a short hiatus..If a week even qualifies for a 'hiatus' . Well at least i missed blogging and seemed like i have been out of touch with the virtual life. There were three reasons i didn't write up:

a. Work
b. More Work
c. Some more work

Ok now back to Topic :

By the way why such a name 'MEET THE MANAGER' . I am pretty sure no one is even remotely interested in meeting my manager, everyone has such a person who seems to know only to breathe down your neck and also getting paid for it. Well this is in line with the movies with the titles of 'MEET THE BROWNS', 'MEET THE FAULKERS' and 'MEET THE PARENTS' . Hey and just to add i love the last two movies, most hilarious. But I am deviating from my topic...
Something is wrong and I cant really stick to it...
Guess it may be because i lost focus... I am closing this post. Guess i can as well not write anything, than write crap.

So you may ask why did i post this useless account. Well its my page, and i do what i want...

Bonne Nuit..

Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen

I just finished reading Pride and Prejudice yesterday and i am still awestruck with the way Austen has shown how a person's feelings can be changed with reason and time. This is the predecessor for all the romantic movies we see now. Imitation is the best form of flattery and Austen has been flattered everyday because of this book. One can see the same story in Soaps, movies, run of the 'mill' romantic books ( if you know what i am talking about).
Every one knows the story of the Rich man and the poor-talented- intelligent girl. Please turn away from this book if this is not a theme you can stand. But read the book if you are open to the joys of seeing characters grow and fall in writing.
Her central characters Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy have beautifully drawn out personalities and Austen builds their character as the story moves on. The novel initially takes off at Elizabeth's household and if one has not read the reviews of the book before picking it up, one can never guess that the theme is the love blossoming between Elizabeth and Mr. Darcy till we move ahead many sections. I do not find Austen very descriptive over the surroundings of the characters or the places they move on to. But there are no two characters who are alike and that is the strong point of the novel. I judge it to be a novel which may find partiality among women compared to men.
Overall a good book to curl up to with a open mind to read a story that has been told a million times , but this will be its most original form.

Woman falls to death in NY hospital

I was shocked when i saw this news...and felt compelled to write about this ..
A mentally ill woman had gone to a emergency medical treatment ward in a Hospital in New York....she dies..
You may wonder what is news here...sometimes people do not survive in critical cases...but hear me out....
She dies waiting for treatment..
In the waiting room...
She was seen falling from her chair by other patients..
There are 3 hospital nurses who pass by without giving much thought to her...A security guard in the waiting room completely ignores her...
Best about all this is the entire episode is recorded in the surveillance camera...
We come to know all this because of the video...if not for the video the whole incident may have been covered up ..

Was she ignored just because she is mentally challenged? Was it because the employees of the hospital were not trained to be compassionate to a fellow human being?

Is life not worth anything?

What has humanity gone to ....

But then if you had passed that waiting room would you have bothered to check on her?

CNN website reports on this: http://www.cnn.com/2008/US/07/01/hospital.death.ap/

Choices we make

I made a choice to be alone...To be away from things and people that hurt me. They don't hurt me coz they want to..its just that they are made the way they are . I am made the way i am...and its like a road and tyre relationship. Road is where the tire moves on. The road offers support for the tire, yet the tire slowly wears out the road. The road wears out the tire....but yet whats the use of the road without cars and bikes to move on it...if there is no tire there are no roads...Road is there to support tire....what use of a tire if not to move on and keep rotating...
That's how we have people in our life...we need each other...its the reason we live...to mean something to other person...But its the same person who is going to hurt you...then get hurt...but remember its just that its the person's nature...and not intention to hurt.
You cant stay away from them...
But then sometimes choices needs to be made to decide how much hurt to take on...yes the meaning of existence is beaten...but if you can stretch the existence itself by avoiding something...then why not...

First Blog

I am a very private person..i don't show out most of my emotions. even to my best friends..but I'm very sensitive..i cry out for a broken heart in a movie...
So why did i want to Blog..
I wanted a medium to vent it all out..to tell somebody out there...what i feel...
But i don't want the somebody to know me..just i want that person to know about me and pass silly comments....or worthy opinions...
Even if there is no somebody....i will assume there is somebody...and the somebody would be me...being judgemental of the girl who is typing her mind out here.....is she correct or wrong...or cant she be put into any of these boundaries..