And then suddenly...

Following is an interesting chat session between me and a friend today morning. I have edited this a bit so that it conveys the meaning to someone reading it.. Now before anyone reads the following, you must know the background to it, just to get the larger picture. So here goes.

Vyom, a fellow blogger, fellow Dilli-ite and a nice crazy friend, is nowadays... lemme say... trapped in Rajkot, Gujarat (I had earlier for some reason mentioned Ahd. Sorry... My bad.). I don’t think it’s his job that’s troubling him, but the fact that he’s mostly been in cities like Delhi or Mumbai to tolerate the quietness of a ‘peaceful’ (now that’s also a debatable adjective) city like Rajkot. Adding to it that I don’t doubt even a bit on his capability and perseverance to live a happy and happening life wherever he goes, being a jolly-headed person that he is, I dedicate this post to him and my Dilli.

Vyom thought that I told him I would be in Ahmedabad (and that IS Ahmedabad and not Rajkot) this week for a presentation to a person of an important political stature. I am obviously not there as the ppt got postponed for the coming week. But all this is just for your gyan... the gist of the matter is that we discussed the world in a few minutes and came to a rather strategic conclusion at the end of this conversation. My comments wherever mentioned are emboldened for your reference... :)

So on this Friday morning, I suddenly get a gtalk ping from this friend of mine…

Vyom: hip hop mamma laid spic n span
i met her one summer when it all began
summer girls are the kind i like
i'll steal your honey, like i stole your bike
Sent at 10:13 AM on Friday

Crab: is everything ok?
:)
Now that’s what you call a 'good' morning eh?
Or is it the fact that its a 'Friday' morning
:)
Sent at 10:17 AM on Friday

Vyom: sales waalon ka Friday nahin hota
:(

Crab: nahi consultants ka

Vyom: :'(

Crab: hamara toh Saturday aur Sunday bhi nahi hota

Vyom: hmmm
sad life

Crab: life?
is there a life here?
its just SAD
:)
but anyway.. have to squeeze in 'Wanted' and 'Whats Your Rashi' this weekend somehow
its been ages since a movie has happened to me
what abt you?
any new gujju movie?

Vyom: can i call you KAMINEEE?
see that’s called being polite

Crab: hehehe

Vyom: i saw ‘Dil Bole Hadippa’

Crab: hadippa! yeh hui na baat!!
hows it?

Vyom (Not paying any attention to an extremely important question which could have ascertained the worth of a humungously 'pathbreaking' movie): and arent you supposed to be MODIfying your ppt???

Crab: hmph! No

Vyom: kyun?
MODI ne goli de di?

Crab: had two late nights in a row before the ppt yesterday
the boss hasnt called me since morning, so im having fun in life doing nothing
….
Oh are you talking about the ahd ppt… that ppt got postponed to the coming week
:D
this is another ppt im talking about

Vyom: so you got a free trip to ahd
and now you'll be back again for another ppt

Crab: no
i dint come to ahd at all
im still in mumbai

Vyom: idiot
2 days back we talked
you said you were in ahd… hai na?

Crab: i DID NOT
i said i may be coming on Friday
miscommunication i guess

Vyom: ohhho
yeah yeah
miss communication

Crab: so i dont have to travel for now and that makes me happy :)
because i am too dead to travel

Vyom: too dead to travel
skeleton unravel

Crab: do they charge for dead bodies on the plane by the way?

Vyom: i dont know
i think they pay them
half of the hostesses are almost dead

(Just to caveat, we mean no offence to any air hostess reading this as we have storng reasons to believe you would belong to the other undead half... i mean... duh, obviously...)

Crab: LoLs
yeah i guess then its cheaper to travel when you are dead
:D

Vyom: should be

Crab: yeah… how would you know
you are not dead!

Vyom: i have never been dead

Crab: really?
thats interesting!

Vyom: but i live in a dead city

Crab: hahaha
and i live in a city that never dies.. and believe me that’s also very very irritating

Vyom: okay i think now is the time for us to solemnly stand
and take a deep breath
and scream at the top of our voice, DILLI ROCKS!!!

Crab: YES YES!!!!
anytime!

Vyom: he he

Banter or whatever.. i laughed like crazy and it made my day... :) or should i say that it made my Friday... :) That's why it's here. Thanks Vyom.

The Curious Case Of...

Whats the right time to hit the panic button? Someone has been falling ill more than the number months in the year. Half of her salary has been going into sponsoring the education of the chemists of Mumbai. That apart, stress and fatigue have obviously been contributing to two very famous lifestyle disorders - hairfall and weight gain. As one of my colleagues puts it, we'll all grow into big, fat, hairless chickens in a few years. Believe me, if we were contesting for the Receding Hairline contest, there would be one very strong contendor for the prize.

As actress Lisa Ray puts it, there something terribly irritating in the way your body starts acting like your stepsister. Throwing tantrums, acting stubborn and stiff, unrelenting, dissatisfied, not responding the to expensive pills and tonics you pop and spoon into yourself. No, I'm not cribbing, Crabby. I do not need nor do i want to attract sympathy from anyone. Im just annoyed and vexed at what i have done to my body unknowingly in my attempts to aim for the zenith of this competetive world.

So okay i am one of those who feels sorry for myself when im not well. Thats because there would be no meaning in feeling sorry once you're screaming for life on a system wheezing oxygen through pipes stuck into your throat. Its better i take out time to hug myself and say, look baby, its ok, its not that bad. You do not deserve this. Do something to feel better. Come on get up and smile. I love you.

But theres no time no matter how early i get up and how late i sleep. People may blah about time management. Bah. Dont even start that chapter. Im talking about prioritization. Health or work. Spending time with your family or reading up on something important. How easy it is to be preachy. Different people are under different circumstances yar. And then to top it with a cherry comes bad health. Hello, meet me, im Ms. Malady.

Iv cracked jokes about this a zillion times here. But seriously, its crossing its line lately. And i had to write about it. On a serious note. Not for people to read. But simply to tell myself that look, this issue is official now. Its documented and archived into one of the most special places - My Blog.

Annoyed. Annoyed. Annoyed...

Ashen

It's Harvest Time Folks!

Its Onam today. My first Onam away from Ma and Bhai. And my first Onam with NSG. And my third Onam spent in office instead of being home with my people. Dint know whether to be sad or happy. Ichose the easier way. To be Crabby as usual. Heh.

Here's wishing everyone who celebrates the spirit of Onam...

Love to all...
Ashen