Durga's Random Thoughts.

As usual, A, B, E, J and M had ganged up at ABE's house. J, M for a visit. [ Edit :A, B, E are cousins of J and M. J being yours truly. A and B are guys and E and M, my type. :) You will start liking us soon I guess. :) ] E : I broke my tooth. B : Again?!! E : :( B : The old one or this time another? E : Old. But the hole got bigger! B : Show show! E : Eee.. B : Wow! Now I would not need a football net. I could just play into your mouth! E : Enough ok? J : Does it hurt? E : No man. It is a tooth. Teeth dont hurt! J : How sad! :P E : You guys just keep irritating me. I am gonna sleep. We all wait for M1 to sleep. We get into the room. Switch on A's lappy. Put muZic at top volume and dance. Ah! you should see us all dancing. E :  OMG! What is this hullabaloo? Cant a human sleep around here with peace? A : [singing along] I can be your hero babe! :D E : Shut up! And get out of my room! J : Wont. B : You go out of the room. E : This is ...

People give you gifts. They say its just Indians. But I have no first hand experience. So cant really say now. Yeah. The kinds of gifts! Clocks. And glasses. And clocks. And crockery. And clocks again. When you have a function at home, by the time you finish it off, you could as well start a crockery showroom. Or a clock shop. What will one do with so many clocks? You have only so many rooms at home. And since you are already living in there, you have clocks where you really need them. So why clocks? And the same reason, you wont need much crockery either. So what we do is, re-gift it. And it rotates hands and rotate and once in a while ends up in the hands of the one who first gifted it. But what! Indians will be Indians! And, he re-gifts it. If you ask me, people should ask what the other wants before gifting them something. We imbibe other cultures. Then why not this practice? Or are we supposed to take in only those that are controversial?

How would it be if there was a fool proof test for love and then there were life long commitment pills and then an unbreakable vow? Would that be horribly pathetic or awesomely beautiful?

If you check the Maggi Noodles cover, it is written "No Added MSG". And NOT "No MSG Added". Cool play with words to hide stuffs. Btw, for those who do not know, MSG or Mono-Sodium Glutamate is otherwise known as Chinese salt, that has a peculiar taste if added and is addictive. If taken in excess, it is harmful to your nerves. Any idea why people LOVE Maggi? ;) Post Script : And yes, check out all your LAYS packets. :) You guys are in for another surprise. :)

Why Sachin is a gentleman...                            ---                            ---                            ---                            ---                            ---                       ...

So, back to the age old question. 'What came first? Chicken or egg?' I ask back "Which egg? Which chicken? The mother of egg number 1? Or the egg of chicken number 1? The egg in the chicken? Or the chicken in the egg?" I found my kind of an answer too. :) "What does it matter which came first? As long as you have egg in your egg noodles and chicken in the chicken noodles?" PS- I am a vegetarian advocate. My answer is simply just an answer. :P

Why do muZic bring back memories? Especially emotional memories? No I dont pride myself in being emotional. In fact I detest it. If it was not necessary that men be emotional to earn a living, why? I remember why I left my love. Hehe.. Nothing worth a Bollywood movie. Just a very practical thing. Most call it by different names. Mine is the plainest reason and the truth. I was practical. I left her. Some call it ditching, dumping.. Wateva. I just did it. At least, I am outright frank. My love loved that trait in me. God knows how many times it might have hurt her. The last time I did it was the 'leaving'. I told her I needed to concentrate on my career. Yup that was exactly my reason. No hiding. I had too much stress on my professional side. Could not give much to my personal life. She tried hanging on. Oh for a looooooong time. God knew why then. It is different now. :) Know where life lead us both? Owing to a lot of professional pressure, I never really had time to follow up...

If you have any comments to add on the new template, please do it here.. I was told it is a bit difficult to stare at. :) Hence the poll. Would a darker shade of yellow be wokey?

I dont think reservation from panchayat level is going to do much in uplifting women. It would make a lot of pawns for men to play with though. Better let ladies with guts come over. Than making silent dandies shadow puppets.

As I walked along the ways of life, I found out something. There are three types of women in this world. Lookers, Hookers and Bookers. Lookers are the ones that constantly take care of how they look. A mirror and a vanity bag [fully loaded god-knows-what-all] are their constant companions. Sometimes, you would have to dig an inch into their make up to find their real skin color. Their make up looks natural. But aint. But yeah, some real good lookers fall into this category. Though they dont realize and hence this painting business. The Hookers are people who THINK they look sexy and hot and attractive and yada yada. They dont need mirrors, though they have one, hidden somewhere on them. These people use dark [supposedly sexy] color lipsticks. They would keep changing boy friends along with the color of their dresses. And they are very economical in dressing. A meter of clothe would suffice for a dress. They walk around in a supposedly seductive way. Now, the Bookers. These kind are lea...

I came alone. Then he came along. We sang along, Of love alone. The safety net, we built around, torn and worn and borne a wound. To leave it now, was our safest bet. And we left it where, it was barely let. I stood back. Looking into the horizon, Watching as the dust settled. His horse, a tiny speck. Him, indiscernible, yet pounding away. When the grass is taller than me, When the sky is bluer than now, I hope he will return. I hope he will remember. I hope he will remember..

Imagine where I am from!!! :D :D A newwwww monitor!! Nah, dont roll your eyes like that! It is a big thing. Reasons... 1. I bought it with 'legally' my money. 2. With a monitor so dumb, that I had to increase font size to +4, my eyes were taking a toll. 3. The adrenaline rush when you get something new. 4. Been four months the old monitor decided it would skew[screw? :? ] the whole screen up. I just realized that a spider I thought was black, was actually BROWN!!!! :-o 5. People were shadows of black till today. A hue and cry of black. Tell me, wasn't I right in being excited?? Leaving for a week.. Gonna have a gala time with cousins at Bangaluru. :D Ok, I have a side business. 2-3 exams.. :P Wish me luck.. :) CYS. Love, DN

Once, I was in the insti office drinking some water from the can kept there, when one of those gals I never made even a monosyllabic conversation with, while at our old college came upto me and we hit up a conversation. Slowly we realized, we both detested that college with equal fervor. Within an hour we were whining about why we never tried being friends before. We bitched about the college all we wanted, together. That is when I realized, it is not a common friend or interest that succeeds in making people thick friends in lesser time. It is a common enemy or a dislike that does.