Calling oneself a hypocrite and not doing anything about it does not count as honesty.

Driving a Car

As a female Homo Sapien I wonder if I have a license to kill

Anyway, I am capable of it, so you better do a drill

I drive my way to work

but more of it is required on the way

I suck with gears 1 through 5 and ya of course the reverse

I fear the pedestrians and trucks alike

the former are like toddlers and the latter like bullies and brats

the heavy traffic areas are like a stampede without a rime or reason

on the redlights the frustrated souls have mercy to spare none

consider yourself lucky if you make it alive without damaging your eardrum

Its like Murphy's law all the time

and for me guerilla warfare, ya, that is how I would put it

even a nonexistent wall appears when you least expect it

may be the whole universe is conspiring to transform me into the Hulk

but according to Occam's Razor my only super power , for now, is to sulk

P.S. The blog entry may be a desperate attempt to not lose its readers, the sudden two fold increase in the number of readers in the previous week may have led to the same.But the quality of the entries would be taken care of henceforth.

P.P.S. The content has been inspired by an entry in my friend N's blog but I take the complete responsibility of the rhyme scheme.

Stop being 'pretentious' only if the 'real you' does not suck!

The Other Day

A little background:

We are a group of 6 friends. One of us left our college after the first year to follow her dreams. Let us call her S. Another important member of the tale and our group is Y.

So..

Our friend S had come to our college to meet us. After a few hours, she said her Ex had offered her a ride back. Y declared “We are meeting him”.

A few minutes and a few ‘dog’ jokes later we were on our way to the ‘hang out place’.. Lets call it HOP. So, we reached HOP. She went up to some point in order to escort him to HOP because ,supposedly, he could not locate it. Lame! Considering he lives within 1 Km radius of HOP.

He walked in with her.

I had nothing particularly against this guy, but I saw it as a perfect opportunity for me to conduct an experiment.

· All the people about to be around him hated him at some level.

· He was in a company which could eat him alive even if he raised his volume.

· I had no association with him whatsoever and did not have to see his face again.

· It was a kind of a challenge considering he would try to look like a stud (for obvious reasons).

· I always thought I was of the Caucasian race. But, I am not. He was.

· He said he wanted to smoke hukkah as soon as he entered.

· I wanted to see whether or not I could behave in a manner I generally don’t. I wanted to see if I could act snobbish.

She introduced him to us and the verdict was out, I could not act snobbish. I was all arms and legs. It was time for Plan B : Don’t look stupid.

He went out for a few minutes, perhaps catching up with his hukkah when S confided in us that he was getting into drugs and thus she needed to go with him and talk to him during that period. I told her it was neither her choice nor her responsibility.

When she was about to leave everybody insisted she stayed in the hostel for the night. To which I said to her “you are an adult and you have to make your own choices” and gave her ‘the look’.

To which he said “that was.. that was uncalled for” smiling all the while.

I know what I said was a little eccentric but if I had not taken up the pressure of being a snob and had not made myself nervous in the process.. I could have shot back with a

“Smile as much as you can dear because you won’t be able to do that when you would be coughing blood out of your lungs.”

Or a

“Why don’t you get your hukka so that we don’t have to encrypt our conversation and can talk in ‘a called for’ manner. Don’t mess with me.”

Or a

“You do realise we outnumber you, right?”

Or even a simple honest

“It is not. You will learn. In due time. ”

But.. I did not. I did not respond. Thankfully everybody was still busy convincing S to stay and I was out of focus.

But he did not get to be the snob either, thanks to Y. At one point of time.. she said “stop bothering her more” and at another “can’t even say that it was nice to meet you ” Snap!

So finally I realised that

1. I am biologically programmed not be a snob (while(Somisetty && World) { Somisetty != snob;})

2. Even when a guy (most of them) does not want a girl in his life he would still ensure that he features in the girl’s priority list.

3. And also that we had left our friend alone with a drug-addict ex on a bike.

My Fav Movies

English

Shawshank Redemption-good movie..watch without expectations(contemplate afterwards and google(used as a verb here))..whatever happens..DO NOT GOOGLE BEFORE WATCHING THE MOVIE.

The Silence of The Lambs-I am totally in love with(read am intrigued by) Hannibal or , as I like to call him, the protagonist.

Matrix-we take so many things for granted and everything that happens around us can have so many different explanations also Eternal Sunshine of a spotless mind for the same reason (MATRIX provides a good model).

Goodwill Hunting-Matt Damon is gooood..

Forrest Gump-Wondering why this features in my favs? Well..BAZINGA !! It infact, does not..It is highly Overrated.

Notting hill-good dialogues, and don't you just love the way, they(the britishers) speak ?

If Only- because of the above mentioned reason.

Hindi

There is no particular reason why you like a Hindi film

Clubbed according to genre:

Ajnabi, Race

Hera Pheri, Andaz Apna Apna, Chori Chori

Don, Sholay

Mujhse Shaadi Karogi, Yeh Hai Jalwa, Badshah

Khosla ka ghosla- Haiya hu

"My" Brother Sandeep

When I was young, I used to think that celebrating Raksha Bandhan was redundant practice. It was obvious that a brother has to take care of his sister.

I remember this incident, way back, when we were kids, I used to follow my brother around everywhere. One day he had plans to play cricket with his friends and he had warned me beforehand that if I wanted to leave in the middle of the match I would have to go back alone. But, because I was stubborn so I “had to” accompany him anyway. After a while, as expected, I got bored. He said, “go on your own!”. I was heartbroken and again, because I was stubborn I “had to” leave. I reached my place and before entering my house I looked back, and there he was, a few feet away, stealthily getting down the stairs J

Now I know why I thought so.

Everybody in school knew him as S.Sandeep and now people know him by all these different names..Sandeep,Sandy, Shetty, Somisetty, Marketing(which is funny now because he has chosen finance). When I tell people he is my brother..People go.."really?!" “siblings!?”..and I choose to believe that it is not due to the stark contrast in our IQs. There are many School- toppers-cum-geniuses around but what sets him apart is the fact that he is charismatic and yet gives utmost priority to his family and friends.

Thanks for being the best Brother a person can have, and also the warmest, wittiest, brilliantest and Awesomest person in the whole whole World!!

May you always be Happy

Happy Birthday :-)