No other Space

Since the year’s string of awards have started bombarding television, newspapers and our minds in general..I decided to harrass people I know by putting them in categories of my own (whether they like it or not) and ensuring that when I look back at 2008 (which I probably won’t) I have a few laughs and some memories of people who I just might forget after 10 years. (Soppy best. Sniff) Psst. I repeat..some people. Some are exceptions. So here goes..

Really Random Awards

Social Network of the Year: (Recurring for decades now)

Move on goes to My grandmother.

Considering she has a bigger social circle in Pune, than I still have. Probably.

Singh is King Award:

To my roomies.

For being the ‘Punjab Power- lighting up your life’ animal rights activists, neon lit cotton candy, multiple personality disordered foodies, alarm clock oversleepers, fabulous with the flush, mood maidens, sleep loving punjus

Hypocrite of the Year Award

Tough Call I’d say. We could give it to the entire Symbi group. Or to some women I know. I don’t know who’s better at fooling.

Consolation Prize:

To the Pune auto rickshaw drivers. For being slightly better than Bangalore rick drivers.

Non-Planned Award:

Bangalore public transport system. There seems to be no direct bus to any place

Goosebumps Award:

Jointly awarded to the ceiling fans in my room, as well as the Girls Hostel solar water heater.

Gunda Award:

Undisputable winner. My 10 year old cousin Rohit. For fighting with me every single day and yet managing to bunk school to drop me when I left from Bangalore. Naah but I love such Gunda boys 🙂

Boys don’t cry Award:

To my 12 year old brother, for saying that he is not a sentimental emotional guy.

Listening Club Awards:

Praps, geebs and mehnaaz. And I obviously don’t need to explain 🙂

‘The Next Year will belong to’ Award:

A.R. Rahman. For slumdog, for dilli 6 for everything else that’s in the pipeline

The Best Bargain Destination:

Blossoms, Bangalore

Most Missed Indulgence Award:

Lemon Tarts, KJ

Repeats Music Awards:

He who will read this and repeat this, especially when not required.

Gleaming Eyes Awards:

My book shelf

Whodunnit Award:

To the Symbi Mess, for brilliantly causing a lot of stomach issues

Drool food Discoveries:

Picaddily Square, Kolkata

Ice n Spice, Bangalore

Annoyance awards:

The maids in the girls hostel

Actually..I could go on and on..but if there were a Worry awards..I’d probably give it to myself.

Psst: couldn’t access spaces. wonder if I’ll ever be able to blog anywhere else. Emosanal attachment??



Creamy, simmering, whipped, stirred, spread. Topped with olives. Jalapenos. Oregano. Chilly Flakes.
Cooked to imperfection.

Blah attempts

I daydream. Of watching clouds move. Of sitting on vast endless greens. Of touching spirits that would vanish. Of softly touching a prickly thorn. Of not knowing the next chapter. Of singing in my sleep. Of sighting yellow bees. Of my mom’s comforting words. Of unknown roads and curves. Of a million pictures captured. Of not caring. Of splashing sea water on my face. Of flying away, out of my mindspace.