the little things in life

you ever started out with a bad day.. and had lots of little things making it better and better, little by little, till you fall asleep thinking its a wonderful day?? I just had one of those.. I got up with a real grumpy/happy mood..
Grumpy --> waking up at 7:30 to go for work, and a long trip to San Jose ahead
Happy --> TGIF!!
So I get up and start getting ready.. and walk to work.. and tried to call up some of my favorite ppl.. but all were sleeping or busy.. and i thought.. uugghh.. not a good beginning..
I head to work.. and i had this wonderful thing that i was supposed to saturday nite.. only to see that all the tickets were sold out.. uugghh.. don't you hate that?? especially when it was combined with a sleepover at a friends you havent seen in 6 months..
Well I go on with my work.. and start talking to other friends that I hadnt talked to in ages.. so new plans crop up for saturday nite.. and lifes looking better..
Well.. then the big meeting with the boss comes along.. one Id been dreading and looking forward to for ages.. Will my internship continue?? so we go for lunch..
Although i dont get an answer to the question, she seems very keen on keeping me on.. and talks about talking to her boss and getting back to me about it = good money + great job === GREAT DAY.. Vidya is now officially happy..
to top things off.. we had one of our "socials" in office == free food and alcohol.. and meeting LOTS of new ppl.. As I finally was done with my 10 day vegetarian ordeal.. I could pig out on the great chicken, talk to a friend I had not seen since I joined two months ago (my new jogging partner), and generally socialize.. before heading out with my carpool buddies to san jose.. to look forward to the great weekend up ahead..
So forget the horor sorry horoscope.. heheh.. and just takes things as they come..
p.s. my horoscope for today is as yet unread.. do share anything you see about it.. I am aquarian.. :)

Lifes not a circle, its sqaure

You know how everyone thinks lifes a circle and you keep going round in circles? How then, do you explain all the bumps and hits? I think lifes a sqaure, your safe in the middle, stray too much, and you might chance upon a cracked knee (the corner), or a broken nose (the flat sides).. either ways.. we all just try to stick to that middle area, and if unfortunate, you are standing on quicksand, or you cross the lines, and are no longer there...

we test the times..

Isnt it ironic how indians can get into politics no matter where they are? I myself used to carefully follow what happened in the indian govt while i lived there.. while the primary intention was forcing down those "oh so well written" editorials to score higher on my GRE, I liked to believe that it was my keen interest on changing the world that did it for me...
Fortunately or unfortunately, I land up in San Jose, and whats with trying to be a good graduate student (the not - primary reason for reading those editorials) and being a teacher who taught things that were largely intuitive (how do I save a word document), I got stuck in the middle of both worlds.. or rather out of it.. I lost all track of indian politics, and Bush and the Terminator could not keep me reading the american papers..
And then getting the new job changed it all.. I was suddenly put in a place, where the name "Sarah Palin" was suddenly the center of information, the route to talk to your boss and become the smart, young new intern with great potential in the company..
And so i did just that.. I followed the vice presidential debate, and talks by Obama (unfortunately the soccer mom remained unimpressive in any but the "Britney before the disaster" way... and now.. I am waiting so curiously for Nov 4.. the day... the Bush finally gets cut.. and when america gets to choose between a previous supermodel or the man who said that "look, past is prologue, facts matter".. hmm... i wonder which president hes referring to..

stilettos on wood..

I go to work... and we decide to go indian for lunch.. and so we go to this little andhra place.. Im dressed in my formals.. with my shoes.. I enter and before I know it.. I'm skidding on the floor..
Thankfully, Im able to regain balance using a nearby table before falling flat on my face.. and then I was thinking.. isn't it horrible when you try to make yourself up perfect and then you blotch up on the littlest thing..and you stand there.. and just feel like burying yourself.. cos the whole impression you made.. with the clothes and everything else, just got destroyed by that.. not to mention the sheer embarrassment next to my coworkers..
I felt so silly and so ungrown up that I suddenly wondered whether we could ever live by our age.. or wed always feel a little older or younger than we are..

The week undone

you know those days that are just in the middle.. where everything is so neutral that you tend to take things one way or the other, cos the dynamic equilibrium in life never lets anything stay absolutely still?? Well.. the past few days have been an on and off of the sorts.. its not been bad.. but then not particularly good either.. and then you come out with this sticky taste on your tongue.. like somethings bothering you.. but you cant get it out either.. and when you want a lot of people around you.. but then you really don't.. and everythings so confusing cos everything seems like just what you dont want.. but then you arent bothered enough to take it away..
So, in order to resolve issues.. i took it upon myself to make dal paalak.. and straighten my hair.. and go to sleep reading my great new book... and somehow.. things started to feel better.. not that I had gotten any further with resolving anything.. but I just felt like maybe the world was static for a while.. and I hadn't gotten it all wrong..

Is that the one?

Ever experienced the feeling of short term amnesia and complete hold of memory at the same time? I've maintained an infamous reputation for the capacity to remember my clothes and shoes, irrespective of how many they might be, and how old they are. My unique capacity also includes remembering the history of every piece of clothing I own. Everytime we changed houses, or I had to pack up, we went through an eloberate ritual of where the clothes came from, and how they landed in my closet. If that wasn't enough, I'd embark into a wholly philanthropic mode, where I decide which clothes would go for charity.

Ahh... but there lies the bigger problem.. if I give something away, then I'll have to erase that top with all its memories attached to it from me.. and do I then have the strength to severe that tie?? I try hitting middle ground by trying to convince friends to wear it, so that, in my mind, that outfit still stays with me, and I have the potential to remember it ever so often.

After serious considerations, I managed to get 5 pieces of clothing, ready for the red cross, and my roomie (looking at me lovingly) going "are you sure you are ready to part with them?" I put my foot down and decided to go ahead...

Final moral of the story: I got so busy relocating, that the poor clothes landed up in the garbage...
So much for philanthropy...

A piece of candy

So the other day I heard about this experiment that was conducted on kids.. don't worry.. it did not involve electricity or any body parts.. but what the scientists did do.. was offer each child a piece of candy.. they were then told to sit in the room with the candy for an hour. If they could resist eating it.. then they would get another piece, whereas if they ate the candy, they wouldn't. A follow up after 30 years showed that all those who waited for the next piece of candy were extremely successful, while those who ate it weren't. A classic example of living in the moment vs not..
Does waiting pay off?? Does a serious cost benefit analysis help in coming up with a more ideal solution? Or should we follow pop culture and take chances for everything?