Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Boy, I know you did NOT just say that..!

I've come to the conclusion that there has to be something to be said for the concept that men are from Mars and women are from Venus. How is it that when two women or even twenty women are conversing they're just all on the same page. Come on, we're practically finishing each others sentences. And I'm not even necessarily speaking of women that know each other!.. But put ONE man and ONE woman in conversation with each other, and WHAM.. chaos and confusion....!!

I'm not saying that things go wrong right from the moment they meet.. but boy, give it time..

Now I don't know who to feel more sorry for.. The woman who has just been inadvertently insulted, slighted or ignored.. or the guy who's wondering what the hell just happened!
How is it that a God who made the heaven and earth, the universe, the oceans, the birds, the bees, the animals and the humans forgot to put us on the same page! or at least grant us the intelligence to figure it out as the milleniums progress!!

We can put a man on the moon, send satellites into space, create weapons of mass destruction and travel around the world in a matter of hours, but we still go home at the end of the night saying 'Do you KNOW what that douchebag said????!!!'... How can it be this hard?!

Saturday, September 25, 2010

Style Me Up Scotty

Im lending my space to my good friend Neha Patodia who has launched a website called Styleme, for all of us who've lost our way down the endlessly twisting road of modern day fashion. so please read on everyone, and show Neha some LOVE!!..
If you like her site, please go onto facebook and 'like' it and refer it to your friends for them to like it too..

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Wednesday, September 22, 2010

BCG - The Susegad Way

For those of you who are wondering, the word 'Susegad' to Goans, means lazy. On the BCG trip to Goa, we were anything but Susegad. From the moment we arrived, we were unstoppable for 48 hours till on Sunday afternoon we all returned, fairly comatose back to our own homes and own lives.

But for those 48 hours we went completely and utterly insane!!

The deal was a 2 night-3 day stay at The Park Hyatt hotel in South Goa. Words cannot adequately describe how absolutely beautiful that place is. With lush lawns, three swimming pools, a private beach and a nice, hot, bubbly jacuzzzi, I was in holiday heaven.
One thing I can say about BCG, they really know how to do things in style!

We reached on Friday afternoon and after all the hellos had been said and the lunch had been eaten, we hit the beach, then the pool, then the oh-my-god-jacuzzi, and back to the pool. And as you lie around in the water, nursing a beer, you think life doesn't get much better than this...... then we hit the party..

Sporting my cute little cocktail dress, we scooted on to the banquet hall for some drinking and lots of dancing..when we arrived, it was like being greeted by the paparazzi, with flashbulbs going off everywhere. So there I stood, feeling sexy with a glass of champagne in my hand, thinking to myself 'yep, life can definitely always get better'..:) and boy, did we live it. We danced, and danced and drank and drank the night away.. a few tequila shots down, I was barefoot and disheveled, but who cares, I was in Goa, and having the time of my life..!
Towards the end of the night, not too many of us could walk straight, and I was definitely not one of them. By this time it was 4.00 AM and I decided I was hungry!! So the ever sweet staff of the park hyatt fixed me a plate of tomato sandwiches to get me to stop bargaining with them for a plate of food..which I was terribly grateful for.

The next day was spent in a similar fashion, starting with lunch, a snooze for me, the beach and finally the jacuzzi.. (again). The nights theme was Hawaiin night. This time round everyone paced themselves with the drinking..and lord, did we dance!

Around 3.00 AM, me and my accomplice decided to take a little midnight dip into the lagoon. So there we were, just the two of us in this beautiful, quiet pool of water, bobbing along, with a beer in hand, with nothing and no one around us, except the quiet.. It was absolutely divine.. After which, I played the shortest game of poker of my life. I bought in for a hundred bucks and five minutes later, it was gone. Need I mention I was in a slightly inebriated state :)...

Back in the room, we stayed awake a little while longer, catching up, now that it was all coming to an end.
The next morning was a delicious English breakfast, followed by hurried packing, hurried goodbyes and suddenly, we were back on the bus again, heading to the airport...

The whole experience was absolutely divine. It was my own little pocketful of sunshine.

Now am back in Bangalore, and missing my friends. But I'm not grieving whole heartedly. After all, New Years is right around the corner, and the sun shall shine once more..:)

Sunday, September 5, 2010

You're Not The Man For Me

After having been single for the past year (or more) I find myself acting like a walking matrimonial website. It is the strangest thing, and to be honest, slightly horrifying. When I go out I find myself, quite subconsciously I might add, scouting the crowd for a nice, eligible bachelor.
However, something seems to be wrong with my antenna because while I find bachelors without any hassle, the 'eligible' part still seems to be a little elusive.
I have managed to find this past year, the short, the thin, the creepy, the clingy, the obnoxious, the conceited, the two-timers, the liars, the poorly endowed, the bad-in-bed and even the downright strange.
They were not all bad, quite a few of them shared some very good times with me, but when did it get so difficult to just meet a nice guy??? Someone who, if he is charming and witty and interesting is not poorly endowed or bad in bed! Or someone who, if he is amazing in bed is not a lying, two-timing, obnoxious, conceited pig!
I'm starting to have new respect for these matrimonial and dating websites. It is just too exhausting, time consuming and expensive for a lot of people to keep going out there to meet someone. I guess these websites are like a police line up and you just gotta pick your guy..:) Well, maybe not that simple..
But I ve come to the conclusion, the only time it is easy to meet a guy is when you are in school or university, when you have all these men coming to one place every day, seeing the same people every day, and the sheer numbers indicate that something has to give. And throw some raging hormones in there and you've got something for everyone.
Me? Well, since I'm no longer in school, and university is some time away, I think I'm going to change tactics. I'm going to use reverse psychology on myself and hope that if I no longer want it, or look for it, it will hit me dead in the eye... One can always hope..:)