Topsy turvy, straight & curvy, roundabout, in & out

"Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

- The White Queen (from Through the Looking Glass)

Seriously a concept you need to live by in Madras. And I thought moving back home would be a breeze. I sometimes wonder if I'll ever get used to the place!

So I started a blog. And other than a carefully selected few, who know pretty much everything about my life anyway, neglected to mention that I have a blog to everyone else. Not for any particular reason and not because I dont want people to read what I've written (lets face it, public forum! how deluded would I have to be if I thought that!) but because I just wasnt ready for all the judgement that goes along with the whole thing at a time when I'm still trying to adjust into my new life.

And then yesterday a friend of mine (not one of the chosen few obviously) calls "You have a blog!?!?" And me (completely caught by surprise) "Wha...???Whaaaaaaaaa...??????????? How???? When????? Why???????" Boring conversation follows where I keep asking him how he found out and he for some reason thought it would be amusing to not tell me until I whined so much that I guess it wasnt that entertaining any more and he told me that my friends roommates boyfriend who is his friend had told him about it.

At this point, I lost interest in the whole thing but thinking about it later I realised that this is the way this city funtions. There is just no freakin' way you can keep even one thing quiet. Even if I go into my house, into my room, lock the door, shut all the windows, draw the curtains and then sneeze, my neighbour will probably come up to me the next day and ask me how my cold is!

Another small point of concern - had I just wasted about 20 minutes of my time begging someone to tell me how they found out about my blog!?!?! What on earth has happened to me!?!? Do I not have a life anymore???????

Conclusions formed: 1) Everyone knows everything about everyone
2) You can make a huge drama out of any situation

Madras - you've got to love it and hate it!

Interludes

You know how you sometimes crave for something familiar, almost forgotten but still hidden somewhere in obscure corners of your mind...more so when your away from home which, agreed, I'm not at the moment...but for me I guess being away is the familiar part...being back home takes some serious getting used to...but just things like eating mama's chocolate cake(she never bakes anymore!)...or the smell of that first coffee of the day...or the feel of your oldest pair of jeans...022 numbers on my cell phone...being called whines...gossiping with old friends...fighting with my dad...P.G. Wodehouse...

Yesterday, for me, was familiar...K's in town (for almost a week yayy!!)...and though I've never got to spend time with him in Madras, spending time with him was exactly like spending time with him anywhere else...I think my relationship with him is the one thing that I'm really proud of...not too many people can say that they have a great relationship with their ex boyfriends...in fact not too many people can say that they have a relationship at all with their ex boyfriends...but when I think of K, I just have to smile...

And yesterday was perfect...a long drive down ECR...blue skies...sitting on the beach and drinking (had some serious Goa reminiscing!)...just being ourselves...completing each other's sentences...knowing exactly what he was thinking and about to say...it was the most fun that I'd had in a really long time...simply because I dont have to try even a little with him...I can just be myself and screw the rest...

Thank God for these little interludes in my life!

In batches of three

This is something that I stole from a friend's blog...and I dont know how many of you know this but I do everything in three's or multiples of three...to the extent that even the volume on my system will have to be a multiple of 3...so anyway I thought its fun...and it makes you think a bit...and sometimes, not always, thats nice...

THREE NAMES YOU GO BY:
Smits
Mallu
Whines/Whiney/Whinsey

THREE SCREEN NAMES YOU HAVE HAD:
sa
Smits
That’s it I think

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
My Hair
My nose
My “thoppeh”

THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU DON'T LIKE ABOUT YOURSELF:
My Legs
My Arms
My Smile

THREE THINGS THAT SCARE YOU:
Dying
Cockroaches
Losing a friendship

THREE OF YOUR EVERYDAY ESSENTIALS:
Deo
Earrings
My bracelet

THREE THINGS YOU ARE WEARING RIGHT NOW:
Deo
Earrings
My bracelet

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE BANDS OR MUSICAL ARTISTS (currently speaking):
Alanis Morissette
Tracy Chapman
Rolling Stones

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS (currently speaking):
Brown Eyed Girl
Talking about a revolution
Cornflake girl

THREE THINGS YOU WANT IN A RELATIONSHIP
Humor
Understanding and if not that at least tolerance
Commitment

TWO TRUTHS AND A LIE (in no particular order):
I wish I lived in Goa
I’m so glad I got Taika
I love my job

THREE OF YOUR FAVORITE HOBBIES:
Reading
Singing in the car really loudly
Playing with my dog

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO REALLY BADLY RIGHT NOW:
Figure out whether to move to Bangalore or not
Get my glasses fixed
Sleep

THREE CAREERS YOU'RE CONSIDERING:
Investment banker
Travel journalist
Housewife

THREE PLACES YOU WANT TO GO ON VACATION:
Spain
Greece
Morocco

THREE KID'S NAMES YOU DON'T LIKE:
Senthil
Lalitha
Meenakshi Sundaram

THREE THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFORE YOU DIE:
Travel the world
Fall in love again (seems unlikely at the moment)
Start an animal orphanage

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A BOY:
I can drink like a fish
I run away from potentially bad situations
I use “unladylike” language all the time

THREE WAYS THAT YOU ARE STEREOTYPICALLY A CHICK:
Chocolate helps any situation
I love romantic comedies
I can take hours to get ready