Diwali Bonanza

My wants start taking a stubborn form if I delay the process of fulfilling them by too long a time period.
I had been wanting to get a nose ring for a couple of months now. Made a small attempt in Pune also, but somehow it is very expensive there. So along with all the eatables, this was high on the to-do list for home. Today I had some time on me, so I thought I'll get this done with. Before that I had to go fight with people at Airtel, which I did, and quite badly. So there was greater motivation to go and make myself happy. Mansi refused to come along after the embarrassment she had to go through at the Airtel store thanks to me.
I saw the crrrazy Diwali traffic beginning to build up at 5:30 pm, found no auto from South Extension to GK 1, but still carried on. Reaching was still ok, I somehow managed, but I walked back most part of my return journey. No autorickshaw and no cycle rickshaw. Then no bus at the first bus stop on the route. At least 3 kilometres. ONLY for my nose ring. But it's feeling so cool!! :D :D

I also finished my design assignments. FINALLY. And if I may say so, my poster is looking HOT! :P

Family socialising tomorrow. Probability of something interesting happening is high. There might be an update here. :D

It's the update season

The girls gave me a super duper hot pair of silver earrings. Parul gave three pairs too. Mansi bought me other stuff. My family took me out for dinner today. Cousins coming over tomorrow. I am being pampered like crazy. What is ironic is that I have not felt as 'alone' in a long long time as I did in the last two days. I don't know what is really happening to my mind.

Anyway, first check out the silver. Hot or what?!

Golf class hangover or managing a bad hair day? Digesting strange women-y gossip or pretending he didn't hear it?
Acting plain wannabe or actually pointing at the new earrings?
Go figure! :-)

Art in the blood, baby! Or water. Whatever. (Not mine. That's Priya at work!)

I have also been doing things that I never thought I'd do. Or rather, that I'd have to do. And then there are some that I did a second time. Felt just as sick as the first time. But it was due.

Another news update is that I won a photography contest. My first ever - supported by DFC on Flickr. Loadsa thanks to the people who voted for my photograph.



The new near-disastrous hairstyle has started looking much much better. It's 'cool and sassy' now. :D :P

Visited a fancy hotel today - Intercontinental at Nehru Place. These places cause too much of a discomfort for some reason.

And now about tonight's dinner. We went to The Great Kebab Factory at Punjabi Bagh. I have things to write about the restaurant AND the location. Firstly, I liked the different style of serving they had. Made me realise that I was tired of the same old stuff. And I never knew that a buffet could come to your table too. They serve you with starters, one by one, and keep serving till the time you tell them that you are ready for the main course. You get to taste all that there is on the menu. And then similarly the food is served. That is followed by dessert. You have options all along, and you can choose to try it all too. What I really appreciate is the fact that it is hard to be efficient with this kind of service. And they were very efficient. The food was good too.

And Punjabi Bagh! Do you remember that party scene in Sarfarosh (Aamir Khan one) where Sonali Bendre's brother talks to someone about Delhi and mentions Punjabi Bagh? I really hope you do. That tone in which he says it can't be missed. So, this is the real Delhi-Punj locality. The Punjus that are talked about all the time live here. The ones that wear bling and talk bling and drive bling and basically LIVE bling. The restaurant obviously had most such people there. And it was almost full. There was more than one family of 10 and more. I felt like a pseudo Punjabi between them. One man entered the restaurant doing a balle balle yelling to someone who was waiting for him that he finally wasn't late on this occasion. He did a balle balle ! With lots of loud OYEs ! All of it was just too amusing. And I wondered why people call ME loud. The lone south Indian family there looked like aliens. Seriously. :-)
By the way, I do belong to a loud Punjabi family, but we are neither bling nor go balle balle in public. More blended maybe. :D

On a more serious note, I would really like Butterfly to update her blog soon. Too much of a coincidence wrt name, age and location happened in the news. I know it wasn't her, but would still like to see her presence.

Oh, my point&shoot is still on the job. 50 more to go before it reaches 5K. Now I am sure the milestone will be reached. :-)

It's good to see double digits as this month's total posts. Happened after quite a bit, innit?

Will be back with more updates very soon. Till then, tada! :-)

The Seven Sisters

This is a story of a family that has seven girls and ‘plans’ to have more. No boys because they’re not as cute.

Two cute little twins were born in 1992. At 15, they’re experimental, fun, and adaptive.

Two more twins were born into the same family in July 2002. But they’re completely different from the older ones. One is looking up and the other is looking west. They don’t believe in socialising. Stuck-up asses, always happy with the one or two friends that they have. In permanent state of war with the rest of the world.

Then a very healthy and beautiful baby girl was born on May 6th, 2006. My love is divided between this one and the first two. She’s just as much fun but a little sensitive. She’s the most colourful of them all.

And another set of twins saw light of day on March 8th, 2007. They’re so tiny and cute! One is a cry baby while the other is happy and chilled out. I like the latter type more. If only I could fix a silencer in the first one’s throat!

Yeah, they’re all mine. Not humans but piercings in my ears and nose. I’m getting to wear more and more silver. Yay!!! :D