Ramblings

When I started this blog I was all excited and thought 'Finally I can start writing again'  So initially I wrote more than a couple articles in a week then it reduced and at a point there was none in a month even!  Then I thought may be I was too ambitious and thought of writing at least one article per week. How difficult can it be? Not too hard but I happen to be either very buzy or a little lazy and I'm unable to  keep my promise to self.  

There are times when I get ideas or lots of stories that I could write but I stop due to the above stated two reasons  but I blame the writers block (writers block!? :P haha) I confirmed with a few other blogger friends and they (genuinely) face the writers block too :)

So I was thinking about my recent schedule and there is no time to write stories in the normal hours.  I would have to stretch and cut back on my sleep (which I so love!) to write something (which I also love).  Generally I'm inspired to write somewhere around the hours of 1-3 am (which is middle of the night) and I am suppose to wake up by 9 but have been waking up by 10/ 10.30 am.  I have come to realize I need 8 hours of sleep and my body refuses to wake up till then :P

After I wake up I just have enough time to quickly shower get dressed and run to work and its almost noon. I have all my meals in the office cafeteria since I'm living by myself and can't bother shopping for vegetable / groceries and worry about what to cook tomorrow.  I have been living on the cafe food for the last 5 years and I must say God has been kind and I have not found any weird stuff life a cockroach leg or lizard's tail - you get the idea - in my food (either that or I must have gobbled everything down without looking :P).  Then I start work in the afternoon ad finish by 10.30 / 11 in the night (I work UK hours) by the time I get home its 11.30 / 12 depending on when I left.  

Once I get home I get online check what's happened in the FB world (that's the 1st site I check).  Thanks to the news feeds feature I get all updates in my home page :P.  A few notifications, comments, tags, posts, Birthday wishes, play with the FB Aquarium fishes - there was a time I was totally addicted to this fish aquarium game and reached a high level then something went wrong with it and I i stopped gaining points.  That put me off and I finally stopped playing. Next I log in to check my mails - Yahoo, Gmail and check updates from any other sites that I have registered on.  Chat with friends, message friends, forward jokes / mails, etc. Then I log in to blogger and check the Blog Stats :P Bet everybody who writes does this :D I just like to know if someone visited my site today - there's nothing wrong in that.  So when the number of people who visited is zero for a day that's when I feel I REALLY need to post something new.  I look at the time and realise its suddenly 2 AM!! I need to sleep now and I also wish to write.. kya karne ka? I have to sleep if its a week day else I can then think about writing something new.

I have a few ideas that I really want to write about but I'm a perfectionist and can't share half  written articles.  I know a lot is happening around and I should may be just write but I can't I'm too buzy to write :P

Well seems like I managed to crib (not really :P) and explain what happens most days.  This is the result of pushing myself to write something ... anything nonsensical (because just one person visited today :P hehe) because I want to write and what do you know its just 1.15 am and I have managed to write something alright! Reading it back I remember what a friend once told me.. I have a wavering mind and I think the title Chronicles of the Wandering Mind suits just fine :D

I'm expecting some very critical comments, tell me people how bad was this article :P

Anybody Out There?

What boredom does to people!? As the world is shrinking due to so many communication mediums that we have but at the same time its also making people indulge in this virtual world soo much that they can end up alone.  There are people who are online 24X7 due to work or personal 'commitments'.  This is definately true for some teenagers now a days who spend a lot of time connecting with friends and hardly talk to family in the same house.  They spend hours playing games on Facebook, virtually poking people, commenting on statuses and what not.  We have B'day reminders popping up and with wish them in that portal and forget to wish them when we meet in person! [It happenned to me :(]

Ages ago (don't intend to make anyone sound ancient) there was the concept of pen friends and I guess somewhere it must still exist.   People would write / exchange letters - Yes, handwritten letters would be posted in the red mailbox! Then there would be the long wait for a reply.  OK I'm not that old but while I was growing up I had read about pen friends and it did not make sense to me to write a letter to a random stranger in some other part of the world. 

Anybody remember the time when Yahoo Messenger was the cool thing? Chat rooms used to have real people you could chat to. Now its just lecherous predators out there with dummy IDs I think. In those days (I think now I sound old) I did make couple of good real friends and I'm still in touch with one friend from those days :P I know of a friend who met his wife in one of those chat rooms :) Did your first e-mail IDs have weird name which you thought was cool at the time and the accounts were in either Rediff, Yahoo or Hotmail?

Coming back to virtual social networking - It is letting geographically distant people connect but may be it is pulling us away from those who are physically around us. Friends sitting next to each other ping or e-mail each other.  Wishing someone on a social site is more important that actually talking to them. When we worry about our virtual pets because we have not seen them could be a warning bell that something is seriously wrong and we need to go get a REAL life. There is however, a growing number of people who are living in the virtual world more than the real world. I had read a report about the virtual world account holders and that maximum users are from the developed nations.  It is also true that the numbers people living alone is also growing in these countries.  It said that some individuals have even made money in the virtual world using virtual money.  Virtual worlds are becoming our extended dreams worlds where anything is possible, escape realities or to just indulge in a little narcissism.  Human beings are social animals and we need to be heard, spoken to and acknowledged. I guess people speak to strangers in a hope that may be they will find someone like themselves or may be they just need to be heard sometimes.

I was randomly googling and found what this person said described exactly why I write:

I choose to write because it's perfect for me. It's an escape, a place I can go to hide. It's a friend, when I feel out casted from everyone else. It's a journal, when the only story I can tell is my own. It's a book, when I need to be somewhere else. It's control, when I feel so out of control. It's healing, when everything seems pretty messed up. And it's fun, when life is just flat-out boring."

— Alysha Speer

Things To Do Before I Die

A thought crossed my mind today - What if I had only 1 year to live.  I tried to think about all those things I had always wanted to do and if I would ever be able to get everything on my checklist.  Here are a few things...

1. Go on a wonderful holiday with my family.
2. Meet the friends I don't have time to see now, the friends who I've met just once in my life so far and those friends I made on Facebook due to various reasons :)
3. See the places I always wanted to visit (Himalayas, Venice, Mexico and Combodia :P)
4. Signup to become an eye donor.
5. Change somebody's life for the better.
6. Apologise to those I might have hurt (if it was my fault)
7. See a Panda, Penguin and a Blue Whale.
8. Taste as many ice cream flavours as possible :P

I thought I would have at least 10 things that I could share.. oh well.

That would have to be one exciting year!  Somethings I might be able to complete and some might just stay on the list.  

Its been a wonderful so far and the journey is still on.  Life however is uncertain and we might just have to bid good bye without announcements.  It is a very short act and time is actually fleeting. 

We NEED to appreciate the good things in life and forget the things you can't change. There are times when things get real bad and we might think its the end of the world... well its not.  Just remember, no matter how bad things get there is always the possibility it could have been worse (even the worst situations have the ability to get worser :P ).  If you think you've hit rock bottom well.. there's just one way out of there - Up :)

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A lot of ramblings in this post of mine... Just happened to transfer some of the mess from the head to the blog :P

Meow Menace

This morning I woke up to a loud noise outside my room.  It was my landlady and she was screaming for life.  The reason was a wild cat (non-domesticated meow) had come into the house and was attacking her domesticated cats.

So the rented place I live at is a house owned be a lady who loves animals - especially cats.  She has three cats who live a wonderful life. She cares for most animals and does what she can to help them / care for them.  Now there was this cat who would show up occasionally at her doorstep for some food and she would oblige - the kind loving lady that she is.  But cat (lets call him Jungli) wanted more than just the normal scraps of food.  Even though he lived on the streets and lived life the way he wanted to, he craved for the wonderful cat food the domesticated cats were getting. I'm sure he must have got the aroma of the nice cat food the home cats were getting and he had decided he was going to get some too.

So this is what transpired this morning - when the lady was leaving for work at about 6.30 AM Jungli found the perfect opportunity to break into the house and get all the food he could get. When she opened the door to leave Jungli saw the door of opportunity opening.  He leapt in and ran straight through the hall way and into the last bedroom.  He attacked the first cat he could get his eyes on (now I'm dramatizing this) it was as if the wild one was asking the domesticated cousin 'Tell me where the food is' and the poor cat - the name is Dhanno - was either not able to or was shit scared to say anything while it was being continuously attacked.  This is when the lady started to frantically shout and scream for help, her little baby was being attacked.  This woke us up (me and my roomie) I rushed out to see what was happening.

When I saw the scene I ran to get my long umbrella to shoo it away - Jungli had once earlier attacked the landlady and was a bad bad cat.  The umbrella was useful in separating the two cats but not for long.  This was no cat fight but more like a cat attack.  He ran out of the hallway and into the living room where Patchu was resting.  Patchu is an old cat (about 14 year old) and now Jungli was now attacking him.  I managed to separate them only for a little while - Jungli now didn't seem to care for anything.  He was on an extreme attack mode. I still kept at him with the umbrella and they were separated for a while.  Jungli ran under the chair while poor old Patchu gasped for some air.  Jungli sat under the chair looking at him with I'm-gonna-kill-you-today looks.  He was younger, stronger and wild and seemed to have an upper hand.

The main door was open and I hoped to get the cat out of the door by shoving him with the umbrella.  He would turn his face away when the umbrella hit is face but dit not budge an inch - now right at this moment the landlady saw what I was doing and from yelling for the life of her cat she started yelling at me for not hitting the cat on the face and be a little 'Humane'! Hmmmm, right this moment I imagined what would happen if I were to take an extreme step to save her cat.  I gave thought to these options:

Option 1: Get a gun and blow the damn cat's head off.  The landlady would then stop screaming about the safety of her cat.... and start shouting at me for killing an 'innocent' cat! If she continues to feed the cat that attacked her and was shouting at me for hitting it - even it was for protecting her cat she would not want to hurt Jungli!!! (grr) this was a bad idea!

Option 2: Get a box and put it on the cat so it does not go anyway. The only problem was there was no box and Jungli was under the chair. Not gonna work.

Option 3: Call BMC to take the animal away. That would take forever and may be by then one of the house cats will be killed. 

Option 4: Lure it with food, may be he was hungry.  Could work.

So option 4 it was.  The landlady got some cat food and well that worked - Jungli left Patchu alone and followed the aroma (more like killer stink for me) of the cat food.  The landlady led him out the door and left the bowl of the food outside.  Peace finally prevailed and all were safe again... But wonder for how long? 



Jungli resembles this cat! See the killer look?



The Sale

One thing that no woman can resist is a Sale!  Even we don't need anything we still go and shop :) I was out shopping last weekend - seemed like all the malls were on sale.  Weekends can be a bad time to go shopping and I mostly avoid it especially if there is a sale! You can't imagine the lines outside the trial rooms and then again more lines at the cash counter! If its this bad I just don't shop I leave all the items I picked out outside the trial room and walk out. There are soo many interesting things I can do instead of waiting just to try on those clothes.

Its interesting to observe people during a sale.  There were this mother and daughter shopping, the daughter seemed to like something the mother thought was a total waste.  I heard her say 'That looks like a night gown on you beta!' There were also three guys shopping in the ladies kurta section - one of them wanted to gift something to his girl friend and his mum.  Poor guy gets his male friends to help him, he was doomed.  They were later seen asking help from other ladies about the sizes to pick out.

There are also those supershoppers who go shop hopping during the sale.  They seem to carry bags from every shop that has a sale - makes me wonder where they put all this stuff.  Seems like they get a whole new wardrobe during the sale season. I know some ladies who can shop all day long and they just don't get tired! I have a friend who will walk into shops, does not matter if there is a sale or no sale.  She just wants to 'look around' but she will pick up something and bargain over the price till the shopkeeper had enough and at in the end just leave it and come back. Her answer to why she does that "Just like that!" She bargains for things she know she will not buy - just for the fun of it! I don't think I will EVER be able to do that, its too exhausting. 

Another thing about sales is your luck - its truly a matter of luck to find the perfect thing you wanted at the sale.  Most of the times I find that the stock at a sale is something of a leftover (there is a reason why they call it end of season sale) but sometimes if you are lucky you are able to find something really nice.  Quiet often I end up buying the fresh stock which is not on sale but its fine because I'm totally worth it :P

This sale season I felt lucky, bought some nice clothes - luckily there was no rush even (may be it was the time of day - afternoon, evenings are horrible!)  I would have to be one of those few girls who avoid shopping during the peak hours at a sale. However, this is not the end of the sale - Shopper's Stop sale is coming soon :D