Love is like grocery shopping...
its a matter of proximity and convenience!
Jun 15, 2009
Jun 7, 2009
Off the radar...
and where else I’ve been over the past couple of months:
#1 Hidden in my safe place – home
#2 The hospital – the ovaries are overacting again
#3 My new workplace. Yes, the voluntary unemployment has come to an end; unfortunately or fortunately
#4 Shopping on Michigan Avenue
#5 Filling up my father’s bar with a trip to the duty free shop
#6 Exploring the suburbs of Massachusetts. And Cape Cod…. beautiful!
#7 Livin’ it up in Chicago – downtown…right by the lakeshore!
#8 Caught in an unexpected, uncomplicated, warm embrace with a complicated and sometimes cold ex
#9 Hunched over the toilet bowl – throwing up after drunk nights. And to think I pride myself over never puking (only passing out) when smashed
#10 In a beamer convertible, cruisin’ down New England roads on nice, 70 degree days
# 11 An American airport. Stranded. For 15 hours.
# 12 On matrimonial sites. What? … Just seein' what’s out there :P
# 13 In a motel-room bed, alone, for 30 nights
# 14 On a harbor cruise in lovely Boston
# 15 On Facebook, liking way too many photographs, comments and status messages
And now for places I should have been:
# 1 At the gym
# 2 On his mind
# 3 Hiking
# 4 Learning how to swim
# 5 At Miami ad school (taking a course in copy writing)
#1 Hidden in my safe place – home
#2 The hospital – the ovaries are overacting again
#3 My new workplace. Yes, the voluntary unemployment has come to an end; unfortunately or fortunately
#4 Shopping on Michigan Avenue
#5 Filling up my father’s bar with a trip to the duty free shop
#6 Exploring the suburbs of Massachusetts. And Cape Cod…. beautiful!
#7 Livin’ it up in Chicago – downtown…right by the lakeshore!
#8 Caught in an unexpected, uncomplicated, warm embrace with a complicated and sometimes cold ex
#9 Hunched over the toilet bowl – throwing up after drunk nights. And to think I pride myself over never puking (only passing out) when smashed
#10 In a beamer convertible, cruisin’ down New England roads on nice, 70 degree days
# 11 An American airport. Stranded. For 15 hours.
# 12 On matrimonial sites. What? … Just seein' what’s out there :P
# 13 In a motel-room bed, alone, for 30 nights
# 14 On a harbor cruise in lovely Boston
# 15 On Facebook, liking way too many photographs, comments and status messages
And now for places I should have been:
# 1 At the gym
# 2 On his mind
# 3 Hiking
# 4 Learning how to swim
# 5 At Miami ad school (taking a course in copy writing)
Mar 23, 2009
Blessed are the beautiful
Do beautiful people get it all easy in life?
In my 24 years of a somewhat interesting existence, I have observed a few trends that transcend genders, cultures and timezones.
One of them is that really good looking people, I mean drop-dead gorgeous... somehow get it all easier/faster than the rest of us.
They seem to belong to an elevated world of unbelievable, sometimes undeserved, mindboggling beauty.... people who get noticed by bouncers outside popular clubs and can hence skip the line, those who can hail a taxi ten times faster than the rest of us, and those that everyone wants to meet or be.
Those who say that beauty can take you only so far, are they just jealous, not-so-attractive, brainy critics who are trying to justify their own existence? Becos I think beauty is one thing that can take you very far in life. You are always treated like a special creature by the world around you. You walk into a club, a wedding, a family get together or into a school classroom ... the whole world is just mesmerized. And if you happen to be this exotic creatures' friend, be prepared to be ignored royally for a while. People will be shaking hands with you when introduced, but their eyes will be talking to the "creature".
What about interviews? I thought, come on that sounds far-fetched... I am sure interviewers notice that the candidate is attractive but that cannot be a factor of choice. Research proves that beautiful "creatures" can clinch the deal in an interview based on their beauty. It is supposed to be a sub-conscious "halo-effect" that takes over an interviewer's mind. If this person is so attractive, so charming... I'm sure that they are good at their job, good at life, good at everything. If the interviewer had to choose between two candidates who are somewhat similarly qualified, you can be sure that the attractive one is in.
Hmm. What about a social life? Beautiful people have FABULOUS social lives and wait - without trying. Everyone wants to befriend them and that automatically opens doors to conversation. I think this also trickles into their love lives. Generally, the first thing that attracts a person to the opposite sex is looks and if one's got a 100/100 there, then the foundation to a relationship is laid pretty solid. The halo effect can probably apply here as well. A beautiful creature automatically catches your eye without having to try too hard, while the rest of us will be invisible, how ever hard we try.
Also there is the matter of quantity and quality, a beautiful creature will have triple the number of interested parties to choose from so that automatically increases the chances of finding a great partner. You end up choosing the best one for you out of the huge set of options in front of you. If you compare that situation to the rest of us under-privileged (if i may use that term without being prosecuted) creatures, a handful of people would actually be interested in the first look (those who supposedly look deeper lol) , out of which a few, you might create a miniscule connection with .... so you can count your options for a lifepartner on the the fingers of your hand. They say - settle for what you have and thats what most of us end up doing, maybe for the lack of confidence of finding something better suited for us?
Now my brain-spew above is just a collection of possibly prejudiced opinions but maybe some of you may identify with what I am saying. Now, the next question to debate is whether beauty is a sustained formula for success.... does the competitive advantage last?
In my 24 years of a somewhat interesting existence, I have observed a few trends that transcend genders, cultures and timezones.
One of them is that really good looking people, I mean drop-dead gorgeous... somehow get it all easier/faster than the rest of us.
They seem to belong to an elevated world of unbelievable, sometimes undeserved, mindboggling beauty.... people who get noticed by bouncers outside popular clubs and can hence skip the line, those who can hail a taxi ten times faster than the rest of us, and those that everyone wants to meet or be.
Those who say that beauty can take you only so far, are they just jealous, not-so-attractive, brainy critics who are trying to justify their own existence? Becos I think beauty is one thing that can take you very far in life. You are always treated like a special creature by the world around you. You walk into a club, a wedding, a family get together or into a school classroom ... the whole world is just mesmerized. And if you happen to be this exotic creatures' friend, be prepared to be ignored royally for a while. People will be shaking hands with you when introduced, but their eyes will be talking to the "creature".
What about interviews? I thought, come on that sounds far-fetched... I am sure interviewers notice that the candidate is attractive but that cannot be a factor of choice. Research proves that beautiful "creatures" can clinch the deal in an interview based on their beauty. It is supposed to be a sub-conscious "halo-effect" that takes over an interviewer's mind. If this person is so attractive, so charming... I'm sure that they are good at their job, good at life, good at everything. If the interviewer had to choose between two candidates who are somewhat similarly qualified, you can be sure that the attractive one is in.
Hmm. What about a social life? Beautiful people have FABULOUS social lives and wait - without trying. Everyone wants to befriend them and that automatically opens doors to conversation. I think this also trickles into their love lives. Generally, the first thing that attracts a person to the opposite sex is looks and if one's got a 100/100 there, then the foundation to a relationship is laid pretty solid. The halo effect can probably apply here as well. A beautiful creature automatically catches your eye without having to try too hard, while the rest of us will be invisible, how ever hard we try.
Also there is the matter of quantity and quality, a beautiful creature will have triple the number of interested parties to choose from so that automatically increases the chances of finding a great partner. You end up choosing the best one for you out of the huge set of options in front of you. If you compare that situation to the rest of us under-privileged (if i may use that term without being prosecuted) creatures, a handful of people would actually be interested in the first look (those who supposedly look deeper lol) , out of which a few, you might create a miniscule connection with .... so you can count your options for a lifepartner on the the fingers of your hand. They say - settle for what you have and thats what most of us end up doing, maybe for the lack of confidence of finding something better suited for us?
Now my brain-spew above is just a collection of possibly prejudiced opinions but maybe some of you may identify with what I am saying. Now, the next question to debate is whether beauty is a sustained formula for success.... does the competitive advantage last?
Feb 22, 2009
Confucious says...
Love is like a desperate call to the suicide helpline...
it saves you from your seemingly unending misery, just in time.
it saves you from your seemingly unending misery, just in time.
Feb 18, 2009
love-bytes
The last few days have just tizzyed past me. I guess love makes you lose track of time. and much more.
Miserable me decided to go away for a while (hoping she has permanently moved to Alaska) and let carefree, chilled out and oh-can-I-dare-say-it HAPPY?!!!? me bring in the year 2009.
I've recently taken up some very strange activities and characteristics which do not suit my regular personality as I know it (well, not the recent "me" atleast)
Many a time, I find myself...
smiling like a goofy fifteen year old 24X7.
dancing .... all the time.... in the shower, in the kitchen, in the lawn, in the bedroom, on the road, in a coffee shop, in a club, at a petrol bunk, in my head, in my dreams and in his arms...
laughing... at funny jokes and at not so funny jokes
staring at the clouds and the night sky
smiling at my dad's angry face when he is yelling at me for being useless all day
endlessly waiting for my phone to ring, craving to hear his voice
becoming an insomniac
blocking out my past, my negative emotions and any apprehensions or confusions that may haunt me
getting up in the morning with excitement for the coming day in my head
constantly looking out of my window for that beat-down grey ikon. 9459.
checking the hair one too many times and once I look perfect, kissing myself in the mirror. What? I am worth the lovin I say.
feeling the happy vibe even after he has left.
flaunting my beautiful ring to every single human being that happens to cross my path. Oh wait, I didn't spare the neighbour's dog either.
forgetting all the miserable moments last year
and more than anything,
looking forward to life and loving every moment of it!
Miserable me decided to go away for a while (hoping she has permanently moved to Alaska) and let carefree, chilled out and oh-can-I-dare-say-it HAPPY?!!!? me bring in the year 2009.
I've recently taken up some very strange activities and characteristics which do not suit my regular personality as I know it (well, not the recent "me" atleast)
Many a time, I find myself...
smiling like a goofy fifteen year old 24X7.
dancing .... all the time.... in the shower, in the kitchen, in the lawn, in the bedroom, on the road, in a coffee shop, in a club, at a petrol bunk, in my head, in my dreams and in his arms...
laughing... at funny jokes and at not so funny jokes
staring at the clouds and the night sky
smiling at my dad's angry face when he is yelling at me for being useless all day
endlessly waiting for my phone to ring, craving to hear his voice
becoming an insomniac
blocking out my past, my negative emotions and any apprehensions or confusions that may haunt me
getting up in the morning with excitement for the coming day in my head
constantly looking out of my window for that beat-down grey ikon. 9459.
checking the hair one too many times and once I look perfect, kissing myself in the mirror. What? I am worth the lovin I say.
feeling the happy vibe even after he has left.
flaunting my beautiful ring to every single human being that happens to cross my path. Oh wait, I didn't spare the neighbour's dog either.
forgetting all the miserable moments last year
and more than anything,
looking forward to life and loving every moment of it!
Feb 9, 2009
Since Dec 29, I have lost...
1. a job I loved.
2. a person who meant a lot
3. my ambition and dreams
4. my will power
5. my way to the gym
6. my faith in the corporate system.
7. a best friend
8. my heart
9. 2000 rupees
10. my confidence in my professional prowess
11. my 23rd year
12. my misconception that I don't have close friends
I have gained... a new perspective on life and a smile on my face (for the most part)!
2. a person who meant a lot
3. my ambition and dreams
4. my will power
5. my way to the gym
6. my faith in the corporate system.
7. a best friend
8. my heart
9. 2000 rupees
10. my confidence in my professional prowess
11. my 23rd year
12. my misconception that I don't have close friends
I have gained... a new perspective on life and a smile on my face (for the most part)!
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