Thursday 21 February 2013

The true capital of India is Mangalore

The last time I asked somebody to sing for me and they did not oblige was in New Delhi.
Since then I hate the capital of India.
Delhi murdabaad !
Bombay zindabaad !

More on Delhi:
Note: Some parts of this story are confidential. So I wish you zip your lips too after reading this.

I live in Mangalore.
When I realized I was going to Delhi for a week everybody was ecstatic.

1. Being a die-hard foodie,
The most consistent hope, reassurance and image of Delhi that I was given by my friends in the South was that - 'Delhi is the land of great food. There is a dhaaba on every corner. They serve amazing paranthas, the thickness of our 7 chapatis, and lassi thick as ever. At freakishly low prizes'.

Then I went to Delhi.
I got to eat one parantha, that too of some fancy flavour in a four star restaurant with a prize tag which robbed me of quarter of my monthly stipend (or whoever foot the bill).
And every corner I turned in Delhi, there was a food stall selling MOMOS.
Chinese khaana hota toh mein Nepal nahi jaati ??!!

2. Another consistent advice I got prior to leaving was - if a car starts approaching you, run in a zigzag pattern in the opposite direction. You are their target for a kidnap + rape. So Run Baby, Run!

Then I went to Delhi.
And I am a lazy person. (There! I said it. Now it's out in the open.)
I had to walk a long distance many times with my luggage to go from my lodging to the main road or the nearest Metro station.
And I am a lazy person (again, what's with the eye rolling?)
So I used to do what I have never done before.
Put out my hand and halt random people's car.
And hitch a ride with unknown people of Delhi.
I did not get kidnaped / raped.
But I still don't feel like - Yuss, I survived.

Why do I hate that place so much? Why?

It all starts with the beginning of the story.

People in Delhi did not sing. They did not sing for me as soon as I arrived.
Hurt kiya yaar mereku.
After that everything else was a downward spiral from there.

Sunday 10 February 2013

Barren

The world is full of childless women doing or learning something different or new to spend their time and days.

Those with children are finding ways to do or learn something different to get away from their real days.

Wednesday 6 February 2013

Top 10 Reasons Why You Should Be With Someone



  1. When you are having a hot bath and suddenly realise you have left your face wash outside, you don't need to go out all dripping and drenched. Just holler, "Jejuuuuuu, face wash". Ka-ching! *Face wash appears*
  2. When its winter and you are shivering, you can borrow their sweater and yet act smug.
  3. When you PMS and get all hormonal, you have somebody to yell at (other than yourself).
  4. When they play "Jumma chumma de de" at a party, you have somebody to point at (other than your mother).
  5. Group pics and all are nice. But couple pics ki baat hi kuch aur hain ;)
  6. ahem ahem… cough cough..*clears throat* ummmm… u know...
  7. Pencil, chair, sun, tata docomo top-ups, low battery, God, towel, nail colour, underwear, side of the bed, Skype, johnson & johnson ear buds, external hard disk, Sweet pea body splash, auto, train, bus, flights and Memories, Memories and More Memories ! *breathless*
  8. You can cry to sleep. You can smile to sleep. You can laugh to sleep. Someone else puts you to sleep.
  9. So one day you can tell Papa, like Shah rukh did in K3G to Amitabh - "Socha kahan Papa, bas ho gaya".
  10. Nonsense! Life is nonsense. Love is nonsense. World is nonsense. Just.