Monthly Archive for February, 2008

Its not my turn

Published on February 19, 2008 in Musings. 2 Comments Tags: , .

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My typical lunch break includes a short drive to the nearby food stalls along with three other colleagues who are also my good friends and lunch-mates. Recently, we made a pact that one person can foot the bill and this cycle is to be repeated for the rest of the members of the group. While it sounded ideal in the beginning, (I thought getting three free lunches was a pretty good idea) we soon realized that this practice does not bode well for the universal financial slump at the fag end of the month.

Also, I have noticed that we’ve started eating at cheap, unclean dhabas more frequently in an effort from certain parties to save money; while maintaining all the time that this place has the best food indeed… :D So it was that one of my friend in the group has finally suggested making a table and entering names in a periodic manner because too many people have started saying Its not my turn today! (I myself recall saying these words too many times to count by now) We are still wondering how to solve this particular problem…

Roadies 5.0, Journey 2 – Strip SMS!

Published on February 18, 2008 in MTV Roadies. 1 Comment

Yeah – Strip SMS!!! The guys sure did a good job trying not to appear overtly embarrassed appearing in their undies on national television. Eww. I couldnt help feeling sorry watching the girls try to answer the quiz questions in SMS. I myself cannot text in any phone other than Nokia, so my due sympathies were with the ladies. The contest itself was hilarious. I watched it again the next day just in case I missed out something while I was busy laughing way too much.

Anmol: God, the smug look on her face when she answered most of the quiz correctly was unbearable. That she couldnt climb the Rope Malkhamb even by one feet in the air negated her high & mighty attitude in my opinion.

Snehashish: This guy is funny! I’m beginning to like him. I didnt use to before. Heck, I didnt even know his name properly before. Now I wouldnt want him to be voted out anytime soon.

Sonel & Ashutosh: Whats with this pair? Are they an item? What? I was disappointed that the last telecast of her proposing him was just a dare game. I’m not going to believe anything else they show in the highlights next time onwards.

Shambhavi & Nihal: I just have one observation for Ms Pretty Little Thing. Whoever has a thing for her gets voted out pronto. If Nihal doesnt get voted out next, I’ll eat my words.

Prabhjot should learn to mask her feelings a bit – her facial features were working overtime when Shambhavi was hugging Vibhor goodbye. Ayaz is a little too stubborn for his own good (he should have at least begged for 5 immunity votes), Ankita’s shoulders shake too much when shes laughing her guts out & Vikrant’s got new pics uploaded in his Orkut profile; I’m seriously considering sending him a friend request.

As for wondering how Vibhor looks clean-shaven, I guess we’ll never know.

P.S. While we all know just how hands-on the Roadies crew are as they show in Behind The Scenes, I was really looking forward to Raghu demonstrating the Strip SMS game to begin with. Shame he didnt go through with it.

Roadies 5.0 – Journey 1, First Impressions

Published on February 12, 2008 in MTV Roadies. 10 Comments

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I waited anxiously for last Saturday 7 pm which flagged the MTV Hero Honda Roadies 5.0 journey at Goa. Since I’ve never seen a banana boat forget actually ride one, I think the contestants did a good job keeping it all together. Except for the part when they fell head first into the water. Ouch. I noticed my favourite roadie, Ashutosh was the first one to climb back and pulled the others back on the boat.

I did not like it even one bit when the pretty little Shambhavi remarked something like this about him: “He dances pretty much like an Indian. Phail phail ke nachta hain.” I wonder if she thinks charming Raghu was all she had to do to become a roadie. Now thats someone I wouldnt be sorry to see the back of…

Speaking of the devil, Raghu shows up and suddenly two roadies are voted out in the very first episode instead of one! Major shocker. Its actually fun to watch all these kids plan & plot and back stab each other. My impression of the final 11 roadies are as such:

Vikrant: Its irritating how he keeps saying – Backstabbing is the essence of this game – Although I must say, he looks very good in pics of his Orkut profile.

Ashutosh: “Chabi khuli toh jai ram ji ki, woh bhi waise hi hai, hum bhi waise hi hai” God, this guy is priceless. I hope he wins!

Anmol: Betrayed Simran. Will be rightfully paid back in the same coin someday – I hope so. (Heard news of Ankita (Simran) coming back. Very word impossible says I’m possible, hope she makes it back into the show)

Ankita: She should please stop grimacing while speaking. My eyes are getting strained just watching her. Anyhow, I like her spunk.

Snehashish: Schemer, no doubt. I think his favourite word is – mastermind. Is he one? We’ll have to wait & watch.

Nihal: I like this guy. He’s a dark horse allright. Good luck!

Shambhavi: Does she owe her presence in Roadies 5.0 merely because of Raghu’s gullibility? Another wait & watch case.

Prabhjot: I keep remembering her defiant – “What Bani style?” in response to Raghu’s accusation in the stress interview. She looks tough.

Ayaz: Cute guy. Captain of the losing blue team. Couldnt drink a hot cuppa espresso for his team. Walked out of his stress interview in the end because of a misunderstanding. Cute guy. He needs to Step Up, the Apprentice-style.

Vibhor: I wonder how he looks clean-shaven. Thats the one thing on my mind since I first saw him. Looks like a decent guy btw.

Sonel: I hope her proposal to Ashutosh was accepted! Her exact words were – Agar main teri girlfriend ban jau, toh tujhe kaisa lagega? I’m dying to know his response. Saturday 7 pm is one long, awaited day.

Wine, women & song

Published on February 11, 2008 in Favourite posts, Gender blender and In the drink. 7 Comments Tags: , .

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A typical wedding reception where I live includes a lot of drinking. The host actually gauges the level of a guest having a good time by the quantity of alcohol consumed by that person. And of course, there are plenty of people indulging in rambunctious laughing/talking/dancing. Naturally, the music is loud and there’s a great big, nicely decorated bar in the corner.

I dont have any problem with the above things. If people dont really care whether they have to crawl their way back home on all four limbs, that is their personal choice. What I dont like is the automatic classification of wine & women. The song, as I said before is loud and usually a racy, dance number.

The first thing people will ask me is if I’d like to drink some wine. Sometimes I’m asked for a second choice of red or white wine but thats usually the limitation for the drink offered to a woman. The rest of the guys get their whiskey, rum and what not.

I dont even like wine. That I will drink it anyway is another story.

As I looked around for other women, in the hope of spotting someone who didnt have a wine glass in her hand, I finally saw a grandma getting her glass filled with a big fat, patiala peg. After which the host diligently placed the entire bottle of brandy by her glass.

Either I will have to summon enough courage to widen the range of drink at the very beginning the next time onwards. Or I shall have to wait till I grow old till I am accepted to be a legitimate non-wine person, I think.

Way back into love

Published on February 11, 2008 in Moo-vies. 0 Comments

Viva la exam

Published on February 6, 2008 in No good. 8 Comments

Possibly, the worst part of taking a practical exam is the rudimentary viva attached with it. I myself recall a really, supremely nasty character whose every syllable dripped with sarcasm and reduced the student sitting on the other side of the table to tears. Till date, I dont why he always did this – but that chap lived to sneer at us students whenever we couldnt answer properly. Such was life back then in the tyrant’s lab exams.

Back to the present: I myself took viva for a lab exam today. And it was only after the whole thing got over, I was horrified to realize I pretty much made some kids go through the same torture I myself underwent 10 years back. These were my lines:

  • You dont know? So what is it that you do know!?!
  • (Loads of staring all the time)
  • Say you dont know and stop wasting my time.
  • Are you sure? (repeated three times)
  • See you in the next supplementary exam.

God!

Secrets revealed

Published on February 5, 2008 in I me & myself. 4 Comments

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While I was reading this awesomely funny book called ‘Can you keep a secret’ by Sophie Kinsella, I began to mentally make a list of all the *small* secrets that I’ve guarded righteously through these years. I mean, what the heck – the moral of the story was – not to be downright mortified by having your secrets leaked out AND to give a damn if and when it finally does. Here goes nothing:

  1. I hate housekeeping. I havent picked up a broom in ages. Yet my hardworking maid doesnt get any credit when people say how neat my place is. 
  2. I like it when I lose my temper. I vent out all my pent up rage against that person and it feels goood.
  3. I have to answer my phone when it rings. Even when I am asleep, I stumble around in the dark to pick up the damn phone. As for the term ‘switching off the phone’, I’ve never heard of it.
  4. I hate shoe shopping. I’ve had enough salesmen look at my feet, ruminate for a moment and then announce that they have only the next smaller size at the moment. Very sorry indeed.
  5. I do not like growing old. I’m quite envious when I see young people strutting their stuff.
  6. I’m afraid of the dark. I’m mentally afraid of being spooked by a ghost.
  7. Most of the lines I use are from F.R.I.E.N.D.S. I guess it doesnt help that I still watch the show everyday.
  8. I’ve stopped walking my dog. I just cant wake up in the cold, winter morning. Will summer be any different? The dog will have to wait and see.
  9. I could not watch Casablanca. No matter what people say about classic movie & all that jazz. Even though I especially went and bought an original copy just cause I had heard so many rave reviews about it. Money straight down the black & white drain.
  10. I havent shaped my eyebrows in years. People dont even notice it and I can do without the extra pain, I’m sure.
  11. Lastly, I dont really divulge all my *other* secrets on a public blog with my own name. For that, I am planning to start another blog with a fake name and then spill my guts. Till then, this will have to do.

My favourite Roadie

Published on February 4, 2008 in MTV Roadies. 3 Comments

As I spent the greater part of Sunday afternoon watching reruns of MTV Hero Honda Roadies auditions, I decided that I liked Ashutosh the best out of all the 13 final roadies. Why? Let me count the ways.

  • He acted like a perfect monkey when told to do so. Along with the sound effects. You cant get any more spontaneous than that.
  • He speaks with that adorable Saharanpur accent. I mean, I’ve heard only old people talk like that. That too only in the movies. This guy has the cutest dimples and looks like a hottie but the moment he starts speaking, you do a double take… at least I did.
  • He was rejected in the Chandigarh, Calcutta and Delhi auditions yet he tried again in Jaipur and finally made it. Reminds me of that spider in some king’s story – in a cave, wasnt it?
  • He cried after he was selected. On TV. Sighhhh…
  • He touched his ears in the ‘tauba tauba’ way when asked if he ever had ‘relations’ with any girl.
  • When asked if he had ‘relations’ with a guy otherwise, his answer to the judges left them asking him to just reply with a yes or a no. Hows that for paying back in their own coin! Excuse me for not being able to repeat all those obnoxious, abusive lingo they beeped out on national television.
  • During his entire interview, he did most of the talking while the judges were left listening as if in a trance. Quite a turn around from the usual nasty, demeaning, super abusive stress interviews in which the judges usually go around kicking the interviewee’s butt left right and centre.

I cant wait to get to know this guy more in the Roadies 5.0 where the game goes international, as they have been saying for the 1000th time now. In the meantime, I begin to hope and pray that he doesnt get voted out – at least not right away.

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