Ever wondered why…

…the only people who look good working out in a gym are the ones who don’t need to
…when you’re late for work and park in the first available spot (a mile away) – you see a vacant spot right by the building’s entrance
…your cube at office looks like a Martha Stewart showpiece but your living room always looks like the scene of a major hurricane
…you never have anywhere to go / anyone to meet when you’re having a “good hair day” (ditto for “great skin day”)
…the one day you decide to indulge in “comfort food” at the cafeteria is the day you run into everyone you know
...just when you think you have men all figured out, they bowl you over with something totally unexpected
…your manager *always* stops by your desk when you’re taking your first break of the day to browse the net (after 4 hours of non-stop work)
…the cute skirt that made you look great in the store’s trial room makes you look fat in real life
…the prettier your shoes are, the more uncomfortable they are to walk in
…the day you wear that new jacket is the day you spill mustard all over yourself
…in spite of all this, life still is a blast?!

Heads I'm lucky, tails I'm...

Hmmm...I logged in to Orkut this morning and here's what I found on my homepage :



I wonder what that means. Am I in the wrong lane? Or am I lucky?
Or is this just another attempt on my part to see "signs" in everything around me?

I feel pretty...

Reading online reviews of salons in the neighborhood (give or take 20 miles) – 1 week
Asking many people I knew (and many I didn’t) where they got their hair done – “Ok! No more coffee for you” looks from all of them
Flipping through a zillion magazines while waiting, trying to find the “perfect” look - 30 minutes and total confusion
Trying not to imagine what a wrong snip would do – chewed up nails
Looking in the mirror after she says “Ok I’m done” and liking what I see – a (huge) sigh of relief
The charge on my credit card – an arm and a leg
Making my hair look the same the next morning – painstaking (achieved with “serum” and waking up 30 minutes earlier than usual)
The “wow-my-hair-looks-so-nice-I-could-be-in-a-shampoo-commercial” feeling when I see my reflection somewhere – Priceless

I feel pretty,
Oh, so pretty,
I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity
Any girl who isn't me tonight.
("I feel pretty" - OST Westside Story)

Of Coffee...and everything under the sun...

I was recently cleaning up my cellphone - when I came across this old "note" I had saved on it a long time ago...
Suddenly I'm in my mother's kitchen again....bantering with her as we both got our coffee - mine in an oversized mug, hers in "the glass"....and then we would go back to the living room, I'd fold my legs under me and we'd be off....chatting about everything under the sun....long after the coffee was gone, we'd be sitting there....not wanting to let the moment go....reluctant to let the rest of the day come and take that away from us....and now here I am.....all those days behind me....getting all weepy and sentimental over a Starbucks coffee shot as it all comes back to me......
PS: I went back home in August - and it was almost as if the last 2 years hadn't even happened. It was as if I woke up one morning and went into her kitchen and got a cup of coffee...and time stood still...

What I did at work today

I am thinking about how nice a hug would feel right now
I said I would not be such a cry baby (just like I said I would watch my weight I guess)
I am crazy
I want to travel, learn more languages, meditate on my belly-button (big picture) fit into size 4 jeans (small picture – actually big if you look at “it” from a different angle)
I wish I were more organised
I love the sound of my husband’s voice
I cry for no reason and for everything
I hear imaginary people talk about me
I wonder what would happen if I tried to disappear? Would I succeed? Would they find me?
I regret all the times I mope and think "what if?"
I confuse myself constantly – am I or am I not? Do I or do I not? Can I or can I not?
I dance very very badly (ask Anahat)
I sing off-key,out of tune and all the time
I am not always spaced-out – there are times when I have brilliant flashes of inspiration and sometimes surprise myself even
I write better when I’m angry / hurt / sad
I need to get a new look

Maybe...

I just read my earlier post - was I being too cynical and/or judgemental - maybe I should just mind my business and not put the world under a microscope? Maybe just as I think I know what I'm doing - others do too...Maybe I should just knock on wood and be thankful I found my own happily ever after...Maybe I should just go to bed content...instead of staying up late thinking dreary thoughts...Well...maybe I just will...(at least until the next wave of "what is with this world we live in" hits anyway!!!)

Does a happily ever after even exist?

A while ago a friend and I were speaking about the state of relationships, more specifically marriages in today's world. There is a "finality" (or whatever the noun form of final is) about marriage that many people don't seem to realise before (sometimes even after) they get into it.
She was telling me about how some people thought they were better off getting un-married rather than stay with the "mistakes" they'd married...we spoke of extra-marital affairs and people leaving each other at the drop of a hat...that got me thinking - whatever happened to good old "happily ever after"? Was it only meant to be the last line of little girls' fairy tales not be applied to real life any more? Why do more and more people think they can't (or is it they don't want to?) "make it work" ? And all the people who DO stay together - is it because they're scared to not?

3 years and counting...

How time flies by - it has already been 3 years since I joined TCS...on the other hand how slowly time drags on - especially when I'm watching the clock on a dreary Tuesday afternoon waiting for a meeting to get over...
From those first days in Kerala to my current gig in California - where have the last 3 years gone? (My inner cynic's reply - innumerable cups of coffee, dirty office politics, pages and pages of documentation, the list goes on...)

:(

A really nice "testimonial" that a (very good) friend of mine wrote for me seems to have disappeared from my Orkut profile :( In a weird way that testimonial helped me feel good about myself...and now it's not there...
(sigh) Now I'm going to have to resort to my Plan B and find a bar of chocolate as an alternate source of endorphins to keep me going

I'm back....or not

Finally I'm back on Blogger...well technically I can't say I'm "back" - because I wasn't really here - I just visited a couple of times...For ease of expression, let me just stick with "I'm back"
Is it too soon? Or did I already stay away too long? Either way, now that I'm here do I even have anything to say?
Well I have all day to ponder about this...my manager is out sick...and you know what they say about "when the cat is away" :)