Friday, September 25, 2009

Meri marzi...

Ever since G's marriage topic came up, ppl have been asking C (yes yes, C - no typo... u see, G and C are best buddies and close family friends... more like twins :) ) - some nudged her subtly - "ponne, ini nee than baaki"; "nee G oda friend thane? unaku eppo?"; bolder ones adviced "intha vayasula pannikama 30 vayasulaya pannika pore?"; the nosey ones - aka 'nalam virumbis' - went a step further "enna ma, yaarayavathu love panraiya??"
C's crime? - she is 26 (ofc she cant help aging every year), successful (read as well educated and employed, good looking, abundantly talented, very idealisticon, on her road to fame...), single (happily so :))! Now you know!

Me thinks, she – in her heart of hearts, has a notion that she would lose her independence after marriage… or may be she hasnt felt any need for a man in her life!

If you ask me (Thats the problem - nobody asks ME! :P ), whats wrong if she wants to stay single and independent…she might think marriage is a curtailment, of sorts and married women might think she is missing out on something big in life… The grass is always greener the other side ('this side', in this case)… As long as she is happy, what more can one possibly ask…

This question has always ravaged my 'not-so-informed' mind – why does the conscious decision of staying single (hey dont let imagination run wild - C hasn’t decided on anything; she is the Que sera sera gal :) these are just my
deep-ramblings) prompt so many arguments and judgments??? Coming to think of it - does marriage matter much these days? Only in close knit societies like ours, which attach a pedestal-high importance to marriages and family, would a personal choice of this stature find many naysayers and critics.

But why oh why, should people - women, in particular - not stay single? They hardly have to make major compromises, in terms of career, actions, thought processes, sartorial statements, lifestyle, parents and siblings, finances; you can live life by your own terms… All the world’s your family… You can adopt lovable, adorable kids (though one might not be radical enough to become a biological parent, out of wedlock)!

And, on the contrary, what do these single people choose to compromise? The soothing company of a loving, non-judgmental, impartial, logical and feel-good confidante, play mate and companion (am not accounting for those unlucky married ones, who do not find even a single such characteristic in their life partner)… darling biological kids (lets discount the few who are not so blessed with this God’s own gift!!!)… an extended set of family, that’s ready to do anything for you (we shall again discount in laws who set the daughters-in-law aflame)... more importantly, solid company during their second childhood!!!
I cant unequivocally say family and matrimony are NOT hindrances to non-domestic success. They, of course, come with a lot more responsibility – a woman, for instance, has to take care of two families (her parents’ and her in laws, in addition to her immediate family!) And juggling a task as demanding as this, with careers/other creative pursuits, that are equally if not more demanding, is certainly a tight rope walk!!! Am sure there are scores of women who have done it – Ranjana Kumar, Margaret Alva, Sushma Swaraj, Indra Nooyi, Chanda Kocchar, P.T.Usha, Sharmila Tagore (Sudha Murthy gave up, by her own choice, what could have easily been a flourishing career, for the sake of family; so did Jaya Bachhan)… and there are quite a few who have done it the other way too – JJ, Padma Subramaniam, Rekha, Sushmita Sen (so far)…

Am I being shortsighted, when, from the bottom of my heart, I say, people can be happy – with or without their spouse (I cant and I don’t want to be… thats a different perspective)… after all, you cant miss what you haven’t had/known!!! Dint sanyasis and sadhus find peace and salvation without even a mere thought of matrimonial and domestic bliss?
I dont think am mature or enlightened enough to analyse and bisect the meaning, purpose, goal or objective of marriage... but what i do believe in is happiness! என் சிற்றறிவுக்கு எட்டிய வரை, all that matters at the end of the day, is what appeals to ones own heart – and shall most likely remain to appeal forever!!!
After all, doesnt happiness lies within oneself!!! If you knew of the Bushman tribe, you wouldn’t dispute it!!!

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Nalam nalam ariya aaval...

One of the most noteworthy incidents in my life was (wait, am not gonna touch upon poignant, life altering, touching, or even shocking incidents such as my wedding or the glow of pride on my parents' faces at the Delhi Awards Ceremony or my first sight of my niece or the death of a young class teacher or the emotionally packed night repartees wid Deeps) when I, well, snubbed a lady of my neighborhood!!! :) wow... what a cheap thrill... wat a sense of victory adn accomplishment - trust me, even the Gold Medal or the All India First dint feel so good :)...

Thank the intruding and annoying habits of the previous generation (not the madisaar clad madi maamis, but sari draped, cell phone wielding aunties)...
Their dogma in life is that the first wedding anniversary should always be celebrated by the couple with a two-month old kid(my math is impeccable!) - preferably a son... ! Their antenna (read as math) gets worked up all the more if they live in an agrahaaram like mine and get to see such a 'chamathu (maatu)ponnu' like me...
(yuck, i hate the label, but i guess i have earned it unwittingly and now, unwillingly :( )

My fault? I defied traditional 'wisdom' and convention - celebrated my second wedding anniversary alone (not even wid my better half, let alone an infant ;))
Now this lady - we will call her Madam Nalam virumbi - a self appointed moral policewoman, whom i have hardly spoken to once before (well, she has spoken to me on a number of occasions - "emma skirt podara??? decent a chudithar poda koodathu?"... "en ma ipdi kovilla fast a suthare? ponnu madiri medhuva nada" !@#$%!@#...) runs into me at the temple... (with her, i rein in my ready-to-burst-at-its-seams smile)
Namma Nalam virumbi asks me, indignantly - "enna, pullai killai pethukara ennam illaya"!!!

Horror of horrors - something my own mother wouldnt dare ask me - my own athais and maamis wouldnt reproach me... this woman has the GUTS, the self-importance and noseyness to confront me!

Meenu, mustering all her wit (limited stock), rudeness, indifference, arrogance adn local tamil, retorted - "oh, pombalai thaniya pulla pethuka mudiyuma...purushan oor la illama"! கப்பு சிப்பு... அந்த பக்கம் sound e காணோம்...
On second thoughts, i guess I did sound crude ,vulgar and may be even promiscous, but the expression on Nalam virumbi's face - price less :) !!!

Friday, September 18, 2009

A head full of brain..er...mane

Hair - a very intriguing phenomenon and Murphy's close relative:

When I wanted to grow it long - it grew one inch in six months;
And now when I want to keep it styled and 'step'ped - it grows one unruly inch in less than one month!

Monday, September 14, 2009

Nostalgia


Remembered a beautiful song my 7th std. teacher had taught us...
Pls put aside theological sentiment and merely bask in the essence!!!

If I were a butterfly,I'd thank You Lord for giving me wings.
If I were a robin in a tree,I'd thank You Lord that I could sing.
If I were a fish in the sea,I'd wiggle my tail and I'd giggle with glee,
But I just thank You Father for making me, me.

For you gave me a heart and you gave me a smile,
You gave me Jesus and you made me your child,
And I just thank you Father for making me, me.

If I were an elephantI'd thank you Lord, by raising my trunk.
If I were a kangaroo,You know I'd hop right up to you.
If I were an octopus,I'd thank you Lord for my fine looks.
But I just thank you Father for making me, me.

If I were a wiggly worm,I'd thank you Lord that I could squirm.
If I were a fuzzy, wuzzy bear,I'd thank you Lord for my fuzzy, wuzzy hair.
If I were a crocodile,I'd thank you Lord for my great smile.
But I just thank you Lord for making me, me.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

And the answer is...

http://www.iqtest.com/prep.html?test=final

Because I have a constant fear of becoming mentally inactive (chaar saal se tho bus Ctrl C Ctrl V karthi aa rahi hoon ;)) and of letting my hare-brain rust away to glory, one fine day I took this IQ Test (Google threw this up first – Tickle seems to have closed down).

What followed was thirteen minutes of suspense and mental anguish (what if my IQ had drastically lowered, after more than 50 golden months of idleness???)

Phew… 121…read as
(http://iq-test.learninginfo.org/iq04.htm) Superior to 90% of the population (he he, let me please bask in my moment under the sun; we are merely discussing statistics you see… not actual accomplishments :))

And yeah, pretty much in the same percentile as to what it was four years ago (discovery courtesy – Tickle score mail stored in a near extinct, wiped-from-the-face-of-earth(internet) mail id –
checkout_aparna@yahoo.co.in)

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Work is when somebody makes u do it!

Have some work am in no mood to do

Deadline in an hour or two!

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Intezaar... ho rahi... mere 'aapu' ki

Do you know how irritating it could be to wait for someone! - Am sure you do!

But do you know how embarassing it could be to make someone wait???
Especially if the 'someone' panel reads like a Who-is-who in the context of an organisation! Something like, say, the Group Operations Director, Group Head and another Group Head, Group Lead (to be read in a top-down approach in hierarchy) and alongside the CLIENT!!!
Well, now I know!
Why did they have to be 'humble' enough to visit me?! Why couldnt they simply have asked me to pay them a visit! How and why does nature beckon me at such inopportune moments?
EEEKSSSS! Why me oh why me???

I went a deep crimson-RED! The client must have mistaken my embarassment for a Red Indian complexion!

Monday, September 7, 2009

Ganpati Bappa Morya - II

Cash donations at the Lalbaugcha Raja - Rs 3.57 CRORE and counting, with an auction of Gold and silver donations still pending!!! (kya ji... kisine kuch recession ke baare mein kaha??)
http://epaper.timesofindia.com/Daily/skins/TOINEW/navigator.asp?Daily=TOIM&showST=true&login=default&pub=TOI&AW=1252303695968

Monday - Aug 24 - was a sight... the 14 km journey from office to home took exactly 2.5 hours - 6.45 pm to 9.15!!! Why? See, the funda is that 1.5 days after Chaturthi, the golu-molu-cho-chweet-Elephant God has to reach his destination - the sea :) (its alright if other golu-molu-cho- chweet ppl like me, sitting in comfy buses go home a tad later than usual) he proceeded in all forms - dancing Ganesha, Shiv-like Ganesha, Murlidhari Ganesha - adn in all modes - Wagon Rs, Sumos, Matadors... followed and 'prologue'ed by a retinue of band-baaja, aam/affluent janta-turned-dancers!
1.5/3/5/7/12th day 'visarjan', Traffic diversions, blaring loudspeakers... voila... this city should be renamed Ganpatiya! (how come the think tank never thinks of asking ME for advice?)!
I heard even Diwali doesnt come anywhere close to this electrifying celebration!
Anyway, am glad was a part of and a witness to the festivity!

Ganpati bappa morya!!!
Mangala moorti morya!!!

p.s: MY pics in the pipeline (due to technical flaws, the pipe is still being laid - typical Indi fashion ;))

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

I came, I saw, I was conquered!

Cadbury Dairy Milk - खुश है ज़माना आज पहली तारीख है
Nestle Munch- खाओ बिना तारीख देखे