The truth about people #1

Everyone likes a dressed up ppt.

It doesn’t matter if it is full of gas.


Water to vodka.

Plain to purple.
More mindlessness.
Silly things you do.
Silly things.

Bah. Ok. So do men really notice all that jazz women do? 
I mean they don’t even know anything about makeup slash nail art slash smokey eyes slash new earings everyday slash whatever it is that women do to supposedly look nice slash appealing slash hot slash pretty. If a poll was conducted how many men would know all of this? Ofcourse since the whole metrosexual jazz has come in, maybe men know more. Or they’ve probably read Cosmo. But does it make any difference? Men! Stand up. Tell me if it makes any difference! 
Cause if it does, how many men are doing nice things to themselves to look hot slash appealing slash charming slash cute slash dashing?
Then why are all the women in the world prancing around all done up? Feel good factor? Fine, but with such a lot of effort wasted how can you feel good? (with no man doing nothing in return)
Oh one compliment and the day is made? Ok. Then how do men do without compliments?
Sure I’ll do my nails. And see if it makes any difference!

I should have kept that leaf I crushed while watching TV, before leaving Goa.

Really Randoms from nowhere.

When I thought. So I did. What I did. Now I do.And I don’t think. So I’m doing.

So I finally checked the time of my bad dreams the other day. 4 am onwards!

The problem with desserts in Bombay is that they’re not YUM yum. Like they’re edible, but not YUM. Maybe they don’t make it with love.Or eggs. I don’t know.
Its not easy to replace the phrase ‘I don’t know’ with other silly phrases like those beginning with ‘Ok Hang On’
Sometimes when I get to hear/get a glimpse of what I was, the loud (well different person), and how i’ve become the (yuck i don’t know how that happened) sobered down person – I really don’t know how to react. If someone showed me a video of me 5 years back I’d feel jealous maybe. Or hide my face and drop my jaw and say ‘shucks that was me?’
Would you shop most for the person you fight most with? I do 😛 Sometimes I think its the noisemakers who get all the attention, and the rest of us are plain idiots.
I try not to fall for too many brands (considering I know everything evil behind them) but there are some brands that have just crossed that evil barrier and made themselves utterly desirable. Argh.
Sometimes traditional food rocks. Or as long as I am unaware about the ingredients that went into whatever caused that delicious yumness.
When I go to cal, I’m going to visit the doctor. Or dentist. Maybe both.
(Why am i writing that here!)
Its 12.38 am. I sound like my mind is talking in real time.
Do other people also think in terms of status messages..
Okayy S.t.o.p. Now.

(Mis)Guide to Marathi

Kai Zhala – What is happening? (I think)

Tumi Kai Karat – What are you doing? (this sounds like bengali and gujarati mixed)
Kashas tu – How are you? (Courtesy, ex roomie, who used it to greet her dog)
Thamba  – Forgot what it means.
So I definitely don’t understand Marathi to save my life. I wouldn’t even know how to say ‘I don’t know Marathi’ in Marathi.
People say its a crude language. I agree, I guess. Not that I understand. Yikes. I have been called loud/shrill too. That’s not crude is it?
Need to save my hindi from being tarnished though. Main karegi/ bolegi/ nachegi/ maregi.
I think my next post should be in hindi. Good pure hindi.