It Rained Today

and I got wet getting off the auto. I caught one random Chinese girl and made her share her umbrella with me. She was quite sweet about it.

I'm soon going to be off the contract and on the payroll, Boss said so today.

Today threatened to be one of those days where I would keep looking at the clock and hoping that the drudgery and depression would tick-tock away quickly. I guess I wished hard enough and by the time half the day was done, the miserable-ness had receded to the background. It'll appear a little later, but it rained today. Life is always good after the rains.

Life After

breakups is not that bad, provided you get lotsa hugs and mush from the people that grow you up and love you forever, even if they don't say it ever.

Fairytale Endings Are Lies

That's what I came across while blogsurfing the other day. I don't quite agree though. Sometimes it's harder to find those happy endings, but this need not mean that they don't exist; it's just that there are more witches, curses, and Rumplestiltskins to encounter before that happily-ever-after decides to show up.

The boyfriend and I broke up two hours ago, and I am upset and can't sleep, which explains this 3 a.m. blogpost.

Random Tag From Dreamy

Life ten years ago:
Ten years ago I was 13. And I never went through any of the great upheavals that adolescence was supposed to bring. Was in school then, and a sincere member of the choir. One of the pets of the music teacher, Mr. Rodericks, whom Smita (my bestie) and I thought the world of. Some teachers make school special; Mr. Rodericks was like that. Ten years ago I had no idea that the Spice Girls song '2 becomes 1' was not a song you sang for assembly in a very Protestant missionary school. Ten years ago I thought Nick Carter was super cute (not anymore). Those days I knew the words to all the Backstreet Boys, Boyzone, and Westlife songs (not anymore). I didn't like N'Sync then, and I'm not crazy about Justin Timberlake now. Ten years ago, my sister was 3. Now she's 13. I feel rather old sometimes.

Life five years ago:
Five years ago I was in a girl's college and hating every moment of it. I don't hate it as much now. Those woman-filled, screechy-voiced convent college years have donned a rosy haze -- not all good, but not that bad either. Back then I had a boyfriend that I now would not want to end up with. Back then, I did not have love handles, though I still had a double chin. Five years ago I had a favourite red t-shirt that I wore every second day. Ma threw it away the moment I went to Mumbai meri jaan. Five years ago I had a whole jingbang of guy friends. Now I just have a few. But these ones are forever. Or so I think...

Life tomorrow:
(In no particular order): It's work as usual. 15 minutes for breakfast. Two auto rides (20 minutes each). 30 minutes of walking. 8 hours of staring at the computer. 1 hour for lunch. 1 hour for dinner and American Idol (Yeah, I watch. Regularly :P). 15 minutes of wishing there were more hours in the day. 5 minutes of wondering whether the boyfriend will call. 50 minutes in the bathroom. 30 seconds bugging the dogs. 5 minutes petting Ebony the cat. 20 minutes of phoning random friends. 8 hours of sleep. 45 minutes reading. 30 minutes online outside of work. 5 minutes wishing I could chat on Gtalk while at work. 1 minute for bragging. And 3 minutes for creating and letting fly the worst PJs in the world. The remaining time is spent grumbling about life, the world, and how tired I feel despite les noveaux choissures (just a fancy (and perhaps wrong) way of saying: the new shoes).

Five locations I would love to run away to:
1. The Mumbai local train (Thane-CST) during off-peak hours. (Not really a place. But i adore that close-to-one-hour journey.)
2. Venice. But I've been told that it smells of fish and dampness. Florence is supposedly a better option.
3. The year 2000. The best year I've had by a mile and a half.
4. My bathroom in Mumbai. And shut the door. And pretend the world doesn't exist.
5. The window in my room. Except that I don't need to run there. It's barely two steps away from the comp.

Five bad habits I have:
1. Procrastination. There's always tomorrow. And tomorrow. And still more tomorrows.
2. My refusal to excercise. I'm getting flabby. And not doing much about it.
3. Breaking split ends. I just can't make myself stop.
4. A tendency towards workaholism. :(
5. I think too much. Just can't help myself. It's an addiction.

Five things I will never wear:
1. Too much makeup.
2. All the gold jewellery my neighbourhood owns at one go.
3. Torn pajamas to New Market like the super-low-budget firangs do.
4. Leggings. Sadly, I'm too old for them.
5. The harem pants that I recently bought :(

Five biggest joys at this moment:
1. I finally got my Entry Permit for work. Now I no longer have to walk around with the blue visitor's card around my neck. Now I have this yellow card that opens doors whenever I swipe it. It's like magic. And it's yellow :)
2. The weather. The cool, not-yet-summer breeze blows in through my window every night, and I feel super-happy.
3. My new 'The Gods of Rock' CD. Rs.99 for 60 songs. (I like buying music, even in this day and age of rampant online piracy.)
4. Have discovered 'The Doors'. Better late than never. I feel so cool.
5. I feel like I am ready to re-start that half-finished best-selling novel of mine. Writer's block? Goodbye and God speed!

Something to achieve by next year:
Finish and publish that Godforsaken bestseller!!

Something that impacted me last year:
Almost leaving my first job. Not leaving. Becoming a sort-of freelancer. Then feeling exploited. And quitting for good. When I nearly quit it was late January '07. By the time I finally quit, it was December '07. That's called taking your own sweet time.

What will I miss about 2007:
The rush of falling into a new relationship. Life seems all candy floss then.

Five things I want to do before I die:
1. Win a major literature prize.
2. Buy a guitar.
3. Learn to play the guitar.
4. Backpack across Europe.
5. Win a Kentucky-Fried-Hot-n-Crispy-Chicken Eating Contest.

:D

I'm listening to Deep Purple. I feel so cool :D

Is everyone on a sabbatical from blogging?

Sunday Gibberish

I've eaten too much mutton today. Excuse any typos -- my hands are turning into hooves.

Did not play Holi this year. :( The only patch of colour this weekend came from my supercute pet llama (ref.: previous post).

Absolutely love Hershey's chocolates!

Have done a lot of reading this weekend. Finally finished 'The Kite Runner' - loved it. Re-read 'The Little Prince'. Literally rushed through all 260-odd pages of 'The Calcutta Chromosome'. The last is one cool book!

My supersmart boyfriend allegedly climbed up trees and fell asleep on their branches. He claims that this is pure 'legend', and may not be entirely true. But how cool is that!!!

(Errm.. I seem to be overdoing the exclaimation marks in this post.)

Oh oh oh!!!! I bought a digi-cam from Chomu Kunda. It's nearly new and I got the 8500-worth cam for 5500! Am quite kicked and treating it like it's a butterfly or something.

My Pet Llama

adopt your own virtual pet!

I think she's super-cute. And what's more? She's a sprinter. Wins every race in llamaland!

Weary Me

Wanted to finish off the long-pending tag with this post, but too tired to go reminiscing about years gone by. Plus, I read too much over the weekend (didn't step outta the house due to overpowering weariness), and now I'm stuck with an eye infection-irritation. Sigh. This office life is going to take some getting used to. And there is talk of there being a 6-day week now. Sob! Haven't chatted in ages though I'm blinking on Gtalk everyday. Bought harem pants which look odd when I wear them.

But apart from all these downers, life ain't half bad. Have saved money this month. Read lots. And the breeze coming through my window is loverly!

100th Post

This one has been a long time coming. I would have blogged the very day after my last post, but my dashboard said:

"Gum, Guitars and Gargoyles
99 Posts, last published on Feb 28, 2008"

This brought on a nerve attack. Well, not really, but I suddenly felt that Post No. 100 must be made of earth-shattering stuff. And I could think of nothing even remotely even ant-eardrum-shattering to blog about. Sigh, too much pressure always robs us great thinkers of our creativity. Just like processed milk loses tons of Vitamin A. (I've been reading the newspapers a lot of late.. Can't help showing off some recently-learned trivia :D)

I think, at this point, a tribute to the great Moolah Bizness is due. He pushed me to blog at a time when I lived with an ancient box that believed it was a computer and still wrote in my "Dear Diary". I followed the great man's instructions, and with his blessings, have a 100-post-old blog now. (Trivia time: if you happen to have chicken pox, Moolah has a sure-fire remedy. Read it here.)

What more?

I'm very very tired today. Have been feeling like this since Wednesday last. I don't think I can do this Am'a-goin'-to-office thing for too long. 3 years maximum! Have been forgetting birthdays like crazy. Like I kept telling Coffeestain that his b'day was around the corner, and when D-day arrived, I conveniently forgot. Such a doofus I am! Happy Birthday belated Coffee! And Happy Birthday unbelated Moolah!

Over the last two weeks I've gone back to being a peasant, and have filled my insides with vodka (White Mischief), champagne (dunno-what), vodka (Smirnoff Green Apple), and whisky (Signature?)! Am a sure-fire boozaholic now! I drank these over two evenings, two at a time, but the whisky really got to me. What followed was nothing too exciting: just a giggling fit and some highly-sentimental messages to the bf (who got scared).

While I was thinking about what to blog about on this milestone post, Ma and Shutapa suggested that I blog about them, because I haven't talked about either of them at length yet. I think I should also post about the best friend once. Everybody else who matters seems to have had a mention or two by now.

I still have a long-pending tag from Dreamy to get through with. Will start on that ASAP. Have been away from gumguitarsandgargoyles for too long now, especially by my standards!