Looking into a mirror and cooking..

I took a lot of time between the end of last year and the better few days of this new year to do something that I had'nt done before - Look at myself in the mirror. I never look at myself in the mirror. Yep. It's somewhat related to my MPD, but not all the way.

Anyhow, this period has been pretty reserved for me. I have been pretty reserved. I have been keeping myself away from general population. Only doing the unavoidable confrontations and meetings with people. Close friends had been lost communication with. Shwetabh is one of em. He's gonna beat the freggin crap out of me when I land up at his place this weekend. I'm sure he'll agree. But certainly, as I always do, I do have an explanation for this behavior of mine. In simple words, I have been stuck up. Stuck up beyond my own comprehension. Stuck up on stuff that is beyond my control. And stuck up for a period beyond explanation. I have been stuck up.

There. I said it.

Now that I do feel a lot bit lighter, let me also tell you that I am NO LONGER stuck up. I have gotten over it. I can say that looking at my self in the mirror. I have gotten all the way over it.

Now for the funny part of life.

I have started cooking. I enjoy it. Yes, I enjoy cooking. If any one of you females reading this is destined to be my future wife, you should be feeling swell by now. Yes I love cooking. And i DO cook well. Currently that is self proclaimed, but soon I shall find some guinea pigs.
BUT I only cook on weekends.
WHY? Because you cant possibly have the energy to cook after a hard day at work.

HENCE, this goes out to all those working(more) AND non working moms out there.. and ESPECIALLY to my mom, who for all these years, has been taking my tantrums at the dinner table:

IM SORRY. :( AND MY HEARTIEST RESPECT FOR YOU.

Everyone should cook. Even if you suck at it and decide never to do that again, you'll realize the awesomeness of the working moms who do that every night. :)

NoO2 out.

I am NOT a poetic kindda guy, but this poetic verse is too good ...

आप से तुम, तुम से तू हो गए
जू कुर्बत बढती गयी, वोह बेतकल्लुफ से हो गए
था नकाब पलकों का, और हया का चिलमन
बेनाशीन आहिस्ता आहिस्ता बेपर्दा हो गए

30 minutes nahin to free !!!

So today's the dry day of the country, although there is a vodka bottle which has been lingering on for no reason in my refrigerator for the last 6 months. It has been there on the really dry days when the bisleri supply in my home runs dry, no soda in the fridge or juice for that matter. I donno why it is there, I think I should ask paruthi to finish it off :).

Please pardon my digression but that cute smiroff bottle makes me high (just thinking about it has the desired effect, so I don't need to drink it :D). Anyhow, the point is that in the evening me and paruthi got hunger pangs and we started contemplating a pizza. We called pizza hut and damn they said that they had closed the  delievery services for the day. Our hands roaming like zombies, of course not so aimlessly, landed on a pamphlet of Dominos. So we ordered in a meidum pizza with a garlic bread serving and a "Diet" coke (on my request of course, paruthi is a sweet freak, doesn't want to let go of sweet even in the soda). I came back from a bath expecting a pizza and started cursing the dominos people for not delievering the pizza. I know why you are smiling now. We were also singing 

"ta nana nana re , oee pizza aaye free, ... 30 mintues nahin to free". 

And just then the delievery guy rings the bell. Paruthi rushes to the door (heck, he should have been strolling slowly to the door to reach to the door in the maximum possible time).  He is so innocent, doesn't understand the ways of the world.

I was sitting on the sofa, with my heart beating out of my chest. Franctic prayers rising to the almighty. Could this be the D day. The day when the "F" word gains new meaning for us.

Paruthi - "Kya bhaiyya, 30 min se zyada ho gaye hain."

Delivery boy - "ok sir, you get them for FREEEE"

wait, that is not the funny part ....

Paruthi - "Bhaiyya coke to laaye nahin aap"

(I know, he is such a greedy gold digger. He wasn't satisfied with what he had. )

We enjoyed our Free Pizza with a movie. And yes I can say that the Dominos people do respect their motto of timely delivery.

God Bless Dominos and the crappy roads in Hyderabad (or should I stay small islands of land in puddles of water) which made it all possible :)

P.S. - Jimmy - you should have extended you ealry noon visit to my place till the night :)

It's mine! All mine!

An entry. In no way does this mean that I di'nt really have any kinda really amazing event in the last few weeks. Just that work has been a bit over my knees.

Okay, so the point is I have to give a few updates. (to whom, i dont know) But here they are:

Work has been killing me. Stabbing me really. With blunt knives. Painful. Yes. But not fatal.

Second update is that I bought my first ORIGINAL music from my own earned money!

YES!


And its no other than Michael Buble, Call me irresponsible. (No, its the name of the album, I'm not inviting you to call me anything). Beautiful songs! His voice is so made for the 60s . (Plus I sound like him.. or so I've been told by the ladies) Ah! That was music.

And yes, it does feel good to hold that cd cover in your hands and say, "THIS.... is MINE."

Actually, to tell you the truth I plan to keep it in good shape till it turns vintage and then sell it off for a fortune.

Yes, I know I have a very solid and practical long term planning. You shouldn't even be saying that. It makes it sound not obvious.

Okay, back to work.

And here we go..

An eyeopener not much different that the eye openers i have so very often when shwetabh and me are engaged in inexplicable discussions on life, its seemingly inexplicable purpose etc.,(and other subtleties nobody seems to really care about) late nights before we hit the sack during my weekend nightovers at his apartment, I havn't quite yet understood the reason for my deviousness in the first place. 

.[ If you are philosophical in any weird way, read on, else jump to 4.]

1. It's amazing though what a few photos can do to you. 

2. A photo taken in a moment of spontaniety with a finger half covering the flash or even a one taken with the subjects having the most ridiculously fake exhibition of teeth that can't possibly be passed off as  a smile, is something more than just a photo. 

3. It is a capture of a moment so exact in its being and representation, that a single look at it reminds you of the chain of incidents that surround that one captured moment. 

4. I have always wanted to have a cooperative blog. It's so much fun to read something on your own blog that you hav'nt written. :) Yet, you're so much a part of it. :P And walah!, shwetabh

made an offer that I hence could'nt possibly refuse.

It's an awesome realization to have when youre 23, that youre really young and you wanna and can do so much more with your life. I still dont consider it very young, but yeah, as i anticipate much more ahead, I see a future to this blog!

THIS, is our blog of writing down stuff we won't really forget if we never wrote it down, instead, it's an added something to look at and smile when we're 46 :)

PS: I had his number,It's just that.. that.. I just changed my phone recently and hav'nt transferred the numbers lately. No! Seriously! Why are you smiling? It's true!

Blogging in retrospection ...

I guess I need to give a reason to the weird name of this blog. The idea just cliqued (yeah cliqued :D)  5 minutes back with me looking at jimmy's status message in a chat client and wondering if he has been drinking lately. His status message read "mumbai: just realised that he has nothing to look at and remember the 23 years of his life. So many precious moments lost into irreversible oblivion. PS: He shall have his revenge." Inquisitive as a dog looking at car for the first time ( I think for dogs it is always the same curosity), I started running towards him and poked him with few question in a rather "Ice Cube" fashion ... (I donno why jimmy's name in my gtalk appears to be mumbai :D) Shwetabh: wassup homie Mumbai: oyi :) Shwetabh: why so philosphical today ? Mumbai: haha yar.. :( i just realised Shwetabh: what happened MF Mumbai: i never clicked al ot of photograps Shwetabh: abbe teri to ... Mumbai: have no reminiscenece of so much time of my life Shwetabh: mujhe laga pata nahin kya ho gaya meri bhi photo kam le hain logon ne :) chinta mat kar Mumbai: isiliye ab videos banaataa hoon jahaan bhi jata hoon haha Shwetabh: I always feel that it is always better to realize to enjoy the moment than capturing it Mumbai: yeah thats true Shwetabh: but people always end up doing it the other way round Mumbai: hmm.. makes me realize if i truely enjoyed so much time :( Shwetabh: the best moments of your life are the ones which are left uncaptured and the not so good ones that get recorded, since you are not busy enjoying that time of course there are times like "CVR 111" when you enjoy and record too :D Mumbai: hahah wow hmm that is so true! :D Shwetabh: I can give so much philosophical shit dude Mumbai: i have started writing down funny things that happen everyday Shwetabh: I didn't know it :D Mumbai: hahaha Shwetabh: yeah writing is good, recalling is even better do you want to write a combined blog about daily things that get noticed I have been looking to spin off with someone Mumbai: yes! Shwetabh: chal theek hai, I will create a space and invite you to it :) Mumbai: yup Shwetabh: and I will put down this chat in it too :) as the starting point :D Mumbai: haha Shwetabh: I called you in the day man, why did you not pick up ?? Sent at 12:14 AM on Sunday Mumbai: oh shit 000887 yeah Shwetabh: yep Mumbai: man dunno how i dont have your niumber in the cell so that was your number Mumbai: i was wondering sounds so familiar!! was watching dont mess wiuth the zohan and love guru ill get you the movies tomorrow Shwetabh: http://isawthatd00d.blogspot.com Mumbai: ooh our blog? Shwetabh: yep just created one added you as a co author accept if you want to join in Mumbai: yup doing Shwetabh: :) Sent at 12:23 AM on Sunday The weird bit that I realized now is that jimmy and I have been in the same city for 6 months now and he did not have my phone number, stupid  *$%^$%^*$#@#$ Anyway, the whole point is that we are going to jot down moments here which we think are worth looking back at so that we are not so repentent when we are 46 :) P.S. - please do not ask me about the CVR-111 bit. If I tell you about it, I will have to kill you. I am serious.