Today's paper had a front page article about KK sympathising with the LTTEs, but why now?
When this dint bother him in the past, why bother now? is it cause elections are at your doorstep?
Which is worse a man without a religion or a man without a country?
Its the man without ethics!
p.s. and thanks to our new-age politics, even the best masterminds are getting it wrong
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Dazed Glaze
Have u experienced the glazed look?
I met my friend and her mom yday evening for a movie, and there it was, in her mom's eyes!
I wanted to scream at her,"Why didnt you listen to me? look what you did to her", but all that came out was a muffled, "What have you been doing all day?"
She said, "Shopping, i took her to commercial street!".
I wanted to take her by the shoulder and shake her so hard, it would chase the freaking soul out of her, how can you take your mom shopping and expect her to be normal.
I remember taking my mom shopping, all my mom said was, "NO...NO...No...NO jiji", for two freaking days my head kept buzzing with "NOs!"
Its difficult to figure out, what moms actually mean when they say, "I want to have a good time in Bangalore, *pause* now that you are earning", i take her shopping, she freaks out, take her to restaurants, she complains, take her bowling, she wants to watch. All she wants is to do buy groceries and organise-stock my pathetic kitchen!
:) Thank God for moms.... Imagine a world full of the evil younger-sister! Iam damn sure they are the reason for the global recession.
I met my friend and her mom yday evening for a movie, and there it was, in her mom's eyes!
I wanted to scream at her,"Why didnt you listen to me? look what you did to her", but all that came out was a muffled, "What have you been doing all day?"
She said, "Shopping, i took her to commercial street!".
I wanted to take her by the shoulder and shake her so hard, it would chase the freaking soul out of her, how can you take your mom shopping and expect her to be normal.
I remember taking my mom shopping, all my mom said was, "NO...NO...No...NO jiji", for two freaking days my head kept buzzing with "NOs!"
Its difficult to figure out, what moms actually mean when they say, "I want to have a good time in Bangalore, *pause* now that you are earning", i take her shopping, she freaks out, take her to restaurants, she complains, take her bowling, she wants to watch. All she wants is to do buy groceries and organise-stock my pathetic kitchen!
:) Thank God for moms.... Imagine a world full of the evil younger-sister! Iam damn sure they are the reason for the global recession.
shop-it-do-it-do
It feels like heaven when you find what you want! and the easiest place to find it, is behind those shopping windows. Iam not a shopaholic, but when i see something, that makes the picture in my head complete, i indulge without a second thought.
There were and still are days, i walk around crowded streets, gazing at the confusion of colors hung out on the shopping windows... well thats what you thought, but i hate crowded streets. I prefer shopping on a weekday, then be part of the rude melee.
The Thumb rule for shopping in Bangalore is,
1. Pick a weekday to go shopping.
2. No sale, no gain.
3. When you really want something, dont wait for the sale, you will never find it.
4. Branded merchandise is a better deal! because of the durability factor.
The first time i went to the "Central Happiness sale", i felt like the little princess let loose in a candy store. Close on its heel followed the Shoppers Stop sale, then the Lifestyle sale, i had shopped enough to last me a year. All the party dresses i would need, all the jeans and tshirts! little did i realise, 6months down the lane, i will be bombarded with the same offers, and it will continue for the rest of my freaking life!
When you buy party clothes, you are expected to hit the road! all i was hit by was a stable relationship plus a geek minus the party. Life ended up being a casual affair in mcdie and dominoes.
The Second time around the sale circuit, i decided to be smarter and ended up wid a stack of kurtas, you know wat they say about kurtas, it doesnt end with the 600tag, there is the mix-n-match vicious circle, that can render them completely useless.
The clothes were stacking up in my closet, while i was living in jeans and tshirt, spending hours in the weekend putting the "unusables" in order. So eventually, i dumped most of the "unusables" on my sister, who was initially flabbergasted by the sisterly love, then caught up with the game ,those clothes were never meant to be for her. So my closet was empty, while my sister's closet at home was overflowing with should-be-useful-in-college-clothes!
Over the past 3-years, going thru the Central-LifeStyle-ShoppersStop sale, can slacken the weirdest of the shoppies. For instance i saw a tshirt similar to the one i bought 2years back, on sale in ShopperStop, its the same sale-stock repeated over and over and over again! And after a while sale turns out to a dour-gimmick, the off-sale gems look like a blessing, and do grab them before they vanish. Its better to own one of those gems rather then a whole closet full of sale junk!
Well, the amount of shopping and shipping to sister has hit quite a low ebb following the recession. I do spend 2seconds thinking before i make the plunge. And I definitely think thrice before going on my shopping breaks during office hours. Those are the real culprits, bored out of your freaking mind in office, the moment you enter the shop, you get your ticket to make life interesting!
In conclusion, the only rule of thumb for shopping is the wallet! iam not overdue on any of my credit card, but neither do i have any saving, living for the moment, till it would last!
There were and still are days, i walk around crowded streets, gazing at the confusion of colors hung out on the shopping windows... well thats what you thought, but i hate crowded streets. I prefer shopping on a weekday, then be part of the rude melee.
The Thumb rule for shopping in Bangalore is,
1. Pick a weekday to go shopping.
2. No sale, no gain.
3. When you really want something, dont wait for the sale, you will never find it.
4. Branded merchandise is a better deal! because of the durability factor.
The first time i went to the "Central Happiness sale", i felt like the little princess let loose in a candy store. Close on its heel followed the Shoppers Stop sale, then the Lifestyle sale, i had shopped enough to last me a year. All the party dresses i would need, all the jeans and tshirts! little did i realise, 6months down the lane, i will be bombarded with the same offers, and it will continue for the rest of my freaking life!
When you buy party clothes, you are expected to hit the road! all i was hit by was a stable relationship plus a geek minus the party. Life ended up being a casual affair in mcdie and dominoes.
The Second time around the sale circuit, i decided to be smarter and ended up wid a stack of kurtas, you know wat they say about kurtas, it doesnt end with the 600tag, there is the mix-n-match vicious circle, that can render them completely useless.
The clothes were stacking up in my closet, while i was living in jeans and tshirt, spending hours in the weekend putting the "unusables" in order. So eventually, i dumped most of the "unusables" on my sister, who was initially flabbergasted by the sisterly love, then caught up with the game ,those clothes were never meant to be for her. So my closet was empty, while my sister's closet at home was overflowing with should-be-useful-in-college-clothes!
Over the past 3-years, going thru the Central-LifeStyle-ShoppersStop sale, can slacken the weirdest of the shoppies. For instance i saw a tshirt similar to the one i bought 2years back, on sale in ShopperStop, its the same sale-stock repeated over and over and over again! And after a while sale turns out to a dour-gimmick, the off-sale gems look like a blessing, and do grab them before they vanish. Its better to own one of those gems rather then a whole closet full of sale junk!
Well, the amount of shopping and shipping to sister has hit quite a low ebb following the recession. I do spend 2seconds thinking before i make the plunge. And I definitely think thrice before going on my shopping breaks during office hours. Those are the real culprits, bored out of your freaking mind in office, the moment you enter the shop, you get your ticket to make life interesting!
In conclusion, the only rule of thumb for shopping is the wallet! iam not overdue on any of my credit card, but neither do i have any saving, living for the moment, till it would last!
So you end up in Bangalore!
You found your dream job in the city to be, atleast thats what you thought, until you went house-hunting.
When i first moved into bangalore, i took one good look at those hell-holes called PGs, and decided either its going to be an independent house/apartment, or iam packing up my things and getting back home. The shear magnitude of the manipulation these PG-owners do is stupefying. And imagine all those BE-MBA working in Infosys-Wipro-and-Whatnot, spending every minute at home confined to a 100sq feet space.
For example, I saw this PG in Koramangala, the owner's family shared the same kitchen with the PG, the hall was divided into 4rooms with wooden partition, barely enough space for a cot, the bags are to be shoveled under the cot i presume. The entire floor which is meant to accommodate a family of mabbe 6, was converted to a PG of 20. And to top it up, the "family" meant, the husband, wife and kids, imagine some weirdo strolling in his macho-shorts around your space. Shessh! And the bathrooms for 20 was 2, yes you heard me right, just 2 bathrooms! This hell-hole charges 3000bucks/month inclusive of food. And the food, though i wasnt enterprising enough to taste it, heard that it goes hand-in-hand with the decor!
Now, why would such a place exist?
Mostly cause of the proximity to the place of work, I would rather live in a hell-hole next to my office rather than spend all my waking hours waiting in Bangalore traffic.
But, is that reason enough?
i saw a PG in BTM, where the car garage is converted into 4rooms. The place was dirty, damp and definitely cramped. And the girls staying there were shelling out minimum 3-4k for that dump. By the way 3-4k is GOOD money, on the highway from bangalore to chennai, u can have "3dosas and 4vadas" for 10rupees, its still the same country!
Are these brilliant young working women, fodder for these house-owners?
In their desperation to find a place to live and save money, they end up in these PGs, first one week is shear desperation, then they get used to it, make friends, every month begins with plans to find little better place to stay. But they never move out, its usually a transfer or marriage that gets them moving.
And the unlucky few, who cannot stand the nightmare, end up dancing to a very different ugly tune, its called the DEPOSIT! this is how it works, you pay these PG-guys 5months rent as a security deposit, its like donating money to the mafioso, you will never get it back!!! you might die on them, but forget the deposit!
Is there no escape?
Bangalore, isnt all PGs. I have had stayed in three places in here, an independent-house and 2independent-apartments, everytime the next place better then the the previous one. It isnt very expensive either, within 5k, i could manage the rent, food and transport. Lucky enuf never to get into the PG rut.
So what?
I havent heard of a good PG either in Chennai or Bangalore, they are always manipulative and crappy. And the girls keep flooding these places year after year. Shouldnt there be some sort of association to filter out the good from the ugly, so that these PG owners dont go unchallenged! We have the Internet? write about your PG-woos, so that others wouldnt fall in the same pattern.
By the way house-brokers, arent humans :). And 3-4k is quite a lot of money!!!
I keep listening to so many PG woes, owners misbehaving with the girls, money squeezed out of them for every loose screw.... why dont you do something about it? atleast get out of there asap!
When i first moved into bangalore, i took one good look at those hell-holes called PGs, and decided either its going to be an independent house/apartment, or iam packing up my things and getting back home. The shear magnitude of the manipulation these PG-owners do is stupefying. And imagine all those BE-MBA working in Infosys-Wipro-and-Whatnot, spending every minute at home confined to a 100sq feet space.
For example, I saw this PG in Koramangala, the owner's family shared the same kitchen with the PG, the hall was divided into 4rooms with wooden partition, barely enough space for a cot, the bags are to be shoveled under the cot i presume. The entire floor which is meant to accommodate a family of mabbe 6, was converted to a PG of 20. And to top it up, the "family" meant, the husband, wife and kids, imagine some weirdo strolling in his macho-shorts around your space. Shessh! And the bathrooms for 20 was 2, yes you heard me right, just 2 bathrooms! This hell-hole charges 3000bucks/month inclusive of food. And the food, though i wasnt enterprising enough to taste it, heard that it goes hand-in-hand with the decor!
Now, why would such a place exist?
Mostly cause of the proximity to the place of work, I would rather live in a hell-hole next to my office rather than spend all my waking hours waiting in Bangalore traffic.
But, is that reason enough?
i saw a PG in BTM, where the car garage is converted into 4rooms. The place was dirty, damp and definitely cramped. And the girls staying there were shelling out minimum 3-4k for that dump. By the way 3-4k is GOOD money, on the highway from bangalore to chennai, u can have "3dosas and 4vadas" for 10rupees, its still the same country!
Are these brilliant young working women, fodder for these house-owners?
In their desperation to find a place to live and save money, they end up in these PGs, first one week is shear desperation, then they get used to it, make friends, every month begins with plans to find little better place to stay. But they never move out, its usually a transfer or marriage that gets them moving.
And the unlucky few, who cannot stand the nightmare, end up dancing to a very different ugly tune, its called the DEPOSIT! this is how it works, you pay these PG-guys 5months rent as a security deposit, its like donating money to the mafioso, you will never get it back!!! you might die on them, but forget the deposit!
Is there no escape?
Bangalore, isnt all PGs. I have had stayed in three places in here, an independent-house and 2independent-apartments, everytime the next place better then the the previous one. It isnt very expensive either, within 5k, i could manage the rent, food and transport. Lucky enuf never to get into the PG rut.
I havent heard of a good PG either in Chennai or Bangalore, they are always manipulative and crappy. And the girls keep flooding these places year after year. Shouldnt there be some sort of association to filter out the good from the ugly, so that these PG owners dont go unchallenged! We have the Internet? write about your PG-woos, so that others wouldnt fall in the same pattern.
By the way house-brokers, arent humans :). And 3-4k is quite a lot of money!!!
I keep listening to so many PG woes, owners misbehaving with the girls, money squeezed out of them for every loose screw.... why dont you do something about it? atleast get out of there asap!
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