My Delhi Metro Muses

I do not think I want 80 work hour weeks, but a 20-something hours week plus 2 more similar days have made life quite a drone. And therefore...

1. Firstly, yes, it is called a train.

2. I don’t know why DMRC is trying to cut costs by not keeping the air conditioners at stations on this season. Aren’t they making enough thanks to the millions who use the trains everyday?

3. The woman who thinks she has an ass small enough to fit in a space where a woman half her size was sitting earlier is quite funny.

4. The embarrassment that the same woman goes through when her ass doesn’t fit is even more fun to witness. :P

5. The people pushing their way through to that half a seat are the evils that I would like to wish away.

6. The woman who boarded the train over an hour ago, had a nice sleep, and is now getting ‘ready’ for work is entertaining. Eye makeup, hair brush, et al – everything is there in the bag.

7. Woman who fails to understand the concept of personal space. If a train is crowded, she will not keep her bag under the seat. She will make sure she is carrying a big bag or multiple bags. And then irritate all others around her.

8. The category of women who carry bags which are bigger in width than in length do not seem to have discovered yet in life that their bag pokes the life out of the person standing behind them.

9. The ones who are too short to hold on to the handles above – them, I sympathise with. I didn’t say I like them crowding the space around the doors!

10. This one’s more of a unisex phenomenon – people not realizing that their earphones are behaving like Dolby Digital speakers, not earphones. Of course, nobody around them can figure the song that they are listening to – it’s just an endless cacophony of annoying beats.

11. Poor women who try to entertain their infant/kid in hazaar ways over 30 minutes.

12. Oh, the men who have the nerve to voice opinions like, “women have the 1st coach of the train reserved and thus should not enter the other coaches”!

13. The men who gape at you endlessly – because you are travelling in their coach. Or maybe just because they are m*&^%$fu^&*ng bastards!

Browsing Through Tabs

Having lots of tabs open on your browser can never be bad. Whether it is in an attempt to figure something like which ITR form to fill for your tax returns, or for travel, it's all for your own good. I, of course, am going to elucidate on the travel-related tabbed browsing.

If you are a regular here, you would know of all the travelogues which begin with a mention of scores of tabs, about various travel destinations/info about a select destination, open on my browser. In that context, this coming August seems to be way too exciting to be true. I think it will be exhausting if it really shapes up as per all tentative and confirmed plans, but that's no reason for me to not get excited. I know at least one of the trips will happen for sure since my tickets are already booked. It better not be a bummer. For the others I am keeping my fingers crossed and hoping that at least one materializes. Actually, I am hoping only one of those does because I am not sitting on a heap of Rupee notes and I need to space out such expenses. Pff.

Wondering where? I will tell you all about it in detail only when I am done doing what I want to. As of now, it should suffice to say that I can view lakes, hills, forests, AND snow on my tabs. Wohooo!! Shhhhhh!

Zindagi Na Milegi Dobara

I watched the movie last night. Did not tweet about it because I had a lot more than 140 characters in my mind. I did not write about it here earlier because the watch took priority. :) And now I am late for my beloved sleep. As I type, I am contemplating whether or not to elaborate already. 

...so I give in to the temptation.

I watch a lot of movies, but felt this one needs to be registered somewhere. It had the romance that I mentioned a post ago. I could feel it through the characters and the narrative. It was simple - the minimalism in expression was touching. It wasn't groundbreaking cinema, but worth a watch for some good editing, cinematography, and bloody hot men! I thought the movie would be a treat because it has Abhay Deol. But Hrithik Roshan playing a real person (unlike the Dhooms, Krrishs and Akbars) was appealing too. And I did not know that my favourite Naseeruddin Shah was playing a part too. On a different note, it was good to see Deepti Naval in the movie. 

It has suddenly started raining outside. :)

Saat Mahine Baad

I was in 4th standard when Mom lent her HMT to me. It was a secret we both kept from Dad because he thought I was too young to be given a watch to wear to school. Moreover, those days, kids that age did not really get a wrist watch of their own. I was one of the first in my class too. From then, 1995, till beginning of 2011, there never was a day when I stepped out without a watch on my wrist. I graduated from that first watch to some others to the one that I inherited from my brother in, I think, 2004. He has too many watches, he didn’t like that one too much, and so I decided to take it from him. What I did not know while taking it from him was that I would get surprisingly sentimental about it. I started thinking of it as a part of my brother being with me through all good and bad times. After a point, I needed it with me on all important days.

Pune had me and my watch go through some tough times. And by the time I got back to Delhi, we both had scars that we had a hard time dealing with. It was ugly, to say the least.

When 2011 began, I decided I could not wear this watch any longer. It was in very bad shape. But as I gave it rest, I could not bring myself to buy a new one. I did visualise something that I would like, but I did not find anything like that the one time I took myself shopping. And there went month after month of a bare wrist!

I finally figured that it would be best if I got this one repaired. It took a month of overhauling, and it is back with me today. It is black, but still makes me very happy. The timing is even more significant because as of today, we both feel resurrected.

There Is Nothing To Talk About

The smile has become smaller

The eyes have become quieter

The laughter is discretionary

The hands stay in place

White has come a lot closer to the heart

Tears never have company

The old playlist doesn't feel the same anymore

More and more decisions are need-based

I am at a stage where I think about people, not miss them. I don't need anyone except the people who are already there in my life. This thought is probably making me miss out on some good things in life, but the balance that it brings with it cannot be matched. There are only one or two people out there who would understand what this means to me, and I think they themselves now fall in the category mentioned in the first line of this paragraph. Ha. Such is life, they say.

I do miss romance in my life though. This weekend I happened to observe a few things around me which reminded me that it wasn't there. I own my popsicles. But the way I am shunning out people, they ought to be. Ha. Such is life, they say. 

I guess I will go back to enjoying the romance in my new job tomorrow morning. It makes me keep the battery charged. 

Not So Public Affairs

The uneventful nature of life these days has made this blog rather lifeless. There is work, there are some movies, and there are some uneventful social meetings. I hardly switch my laptop on these days, and I am more disciplined at work too. The past two weeks have been spent in unbelievable exhaustion and a suspect new mofo disease.

A lot of energy is also spent in an attempt to lose some serious weight. I know I do it every now and then, but I have never been as fat as I am today, I have never worried about it like I do now, and I have never even wanted to lose weight this bad!

These days I spend time criticising and appreciating various brands on Twitter.

What is of note is the entry of new gods in my life. Some people have the ability to make you feel small, but in a rather good way. I am hoping to learn some serious lessons from them.

And hopefully I will have something more entertaining for you to read over the weekend.