Epiphany

All my friends are pretty much alpha one types. EVEN you VARSHA, even you!!!!

Bagpipes And Cheap Ciggies

Ah youth!
Many moons ago, I had a horror of a landlady. The stay was made tolerable by the many great people I met and who eventually became very good friends. However awful my day might have been, sitting on the window ledge, smoking, looking at the vast expanse of greens and talking with friends made it better.

Feet In Heaven

It is no secret that I love shoes. However, when I am at home, I wear only... Dr. Scholl's because they are so goddamn comfy, that I just have to post about it. I've just got my new home slippers and my feet are in feet heaven today.

Taken By Surprise

I hate people. Most people. I really do. I don't want anyone crowding around me. I don't expect people to love me or to be warm to me simply because I don't love most people and am not warm to most people. I'm not proud of being an asshole. My asocial behaviour stems from many factors - unconventional, somewhat eccentric parents, the boring predictableness of most people, not being able to small talk and being very, very self-obssessed. So, I am taken by surprise when I encounter warmth. I met someone who I've met many times, but who by no stretch of imagination do I consider a friend, so I was taken by surprise at the air kissing. I really need help with my social skills!!!

Why IMHO, Calcutta Is India's Boringest City

1. In every city which has transformed itself into a bustling new interesting metropolis, it is thanks to the younger (20s-40s) population of that city. Calcutta has a very interesting demographic - there are very few young, energetic people left. Most young, energetic, bright people have left the city for fairer shores because of (i) uber-controlling parents (ii) dearth of good jobs that would attract youngsters (iii) conservative and stifling social life (iv) lack of encouragement to entrepreneurial skills - wherein you either need to be a party person (now, we all know that is indeed true, non?) or marwari and/or a part of the old boys or girls network (v) general mistrust of outsiders.
2. Every city which has thrived in India consists mostly of outsiders who have infused energy, a new way of thinking and vigour to the existing city, not to mention talent. In Calcutta, there have been no outsiders for the last 20 years.
3. Fun and frivolity not given enough importance.
4. No pride for the city in the minds of most people in Calcutta. This in my opinion is because when they travel they find places far superior to their own, their children thrive outside Calcutta and they see more prosperity outside Calcutta. On the other hand you have the shouting brigade, somewhat like mamata, who scream about the love of the city and then promptly proceed to fuck it up royally be encouraging bandhs (strikes), being generally lazy and unmotivated and supporting all the wrong causes. It is time people realised - More money = Better Living.
5. Really nasty and mean-minded Local Governement who in my opinion (and this is why despite so many positives India will continue to be sucky - BECAUSE we elect ALL THE FUCKING WRONG PEOPLE!!!!) have been solely responsible for the low morale. No thinkers, no planners, no strategists in the local Government, only pseudo intellectuals.

I have tried my best to be social. I have done the club thing, but I really, really do not want to hang out with people who are my parents age. I am very, very sick of being continually asked "please ask your husband to vote", whining that I have no husband (thank heavens!) who can vote because women have no voting rights, not finding young professional women (my age) to hang out with (all my girl friends have left calcutta in the last 4 years and I don't blame them at all), being generally cold-shouldered or patronized by most couples, lied to by younger men about their marital status (ummm.... dude, I dont want to jump your bones, I am just talking with you...) for mystifying reasons. In contrast, when I am elsewhere, my life rocks.

Anyway, these are my personal opinions and I'm not trying to point fingers, just that I wish I wouldn't feel so horrible in Calcutta. I used to think I was manic depressive, horrible and asocial. So, while I am in Calcutta, my ikariam scores rock, because it is better to wage online battles than real ones, because no matter how hard I try, in Calcutta, I'm just playing a losing game.

The Sad Realisation That I No Longer Belong to the "Youth" Brigade

1. Not wanting to party after 11pm. Actually, after 11 pm I would rather sleep in my bed (bestest bed in the world) or play ikariam or watch Euro 2008, and whoever thinks saying fussball is pretentious - fussball! FUSSBALL! FUSSBALL!
2. I no longer want to wear trendy clothes. I'm very happy being comfortable.
3. I feel really bone-tired at the end of a day.
4. My feet have minute crows feet kind of patterning on the toes. I have made up my mind to put my alpha-hydroxy creams on my feet too.
5. I am just not interested in anyone younger than 25. This does not hold for my nephews and nieces. I am VERY interested in their lives.
6. I don't feel like jumping the bones of every random "my type" of guy.
7. I have suddenly lost ALL interest in candy. I find this very surprising.
8. I don't feel like slapping random people hard because I feel they shouldn't exist on this planet. Yes, I know how it makes me sound, but I am sure we all occasionally bump into such annoying types. Atleast I do.
9. Finally learning to keep my big fat mouth shut when it remains to be shut and not retorting, "Yeah, you and which army?"
10. Not getting as mad at minor annoyances as I used to get.

Loud Ladies, My Next Best Friend and Clutter

I hated the book SATC, liked the TV Series (I think the story-narration-trend was started by SATC, and now EVERY soap opera has it) and went to watch the movie hoping for the best. I'm never buying a Louis Vuitton again. That's how much I got pissed off at the products plugging. So not done! But, but, I bet the cost of the movie was met by that. Some people have all the luck. My movie watching experience was spoilt by the LOUD woman sitting behind me who went on giving a running commentary on HER movie watching experience. After intermission, I couldn't take it and I shushed her effectively. WHY do people go to the movies to talk?

I love good Art. Readers (WTF is everybody, err... my only 2 readers, ie) of this blog also know I am deeply opinionated. I am opinionated about Art too. Too opinionated. I feel really angry at the crap people are peddling as quality art. Anyway, today after ages, my next best friend called me up out of the blue and now I find myself with 8 paintings. I have made a major purchase after almost 6 months. Yes, thats how long it took me to find art I wanted to buy.

I have put stationery dividers in all my drawers. Now, my clutter is also well-organized. This is something that makes me wildly elated.

I Have 3 Cities (Almost), How Many Do You Have?

I have been hooked to Ikariam and work.