Life’s…. like that!

I cannot believe I did that. Sorry, blog. Please know that you are not forgotten.

Did you guys know that I’m a big fan of beading? I make my own bracelets – of late I’ve started making my own earrings too. It’s incredibly fun and keeps your fingers nimble. Let me know what you think!

Here’s the very first one I beaded:

A few of my newer ones:

Some of the ones with earrings:

Two posts. From two very special people. I’m going to let the posts speak for themselves.

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This one is from Rayshma:

if i were to describe G and my fr’ship in one word.. that word would be strange.

it’s strange how we got to know each other. it took alice’s blog for me to discover her existence. then, we realized that we’d lived in the same town for years, but met saat samundar paar.

i’m usually VERY reserved when it comes to personal space. that never seemed to matter with her. she whizzed right past defenses. strange, again.

it’s strange that we exchanged gtalk id’s just a few weeks after we became regulars on each others’ blogs. stranger still, that we chatted for hours daily after that.

it’s strange that she flew down all the way to texas for my bday. stranger still that vin took leave *something neither of us are usually in favor of* to go drop her back to the airport.

it’s strange that she felt like family even though we were meeting for the first time.

it’s strange that if i ever had a younger sister, i’d hope she’d have been exactly like galadriel. a younger, taller, leaner, meaner version of me!

it’s strange how she is an awesome mix of wit and silliness, sarcasm & kindness… maturity & complete madness! strange how she is SO much like my closest pals, and yet, she’s her own unique self!

it’s strange how though she’s younger… i’ve never felt the age gap. okay… maybe that has to do with my IQ levels… but well, i’m writing this… so I can say that it’s coz SHE is wiser than her years!

it’s strange that despite all that closeness, we’ve spoken on the phone 3 or 4 times in over two years.

and it’s totally strange that i should do a post on her blog to wish her a fantastic bday and a great year ahead. esp when i have nothing to write about on mine.
but well, life is stranger than fiction.
and she sure is stranger than her blog-name!
but, life’s like that!

hope you have a wonderful bday. do have an extra slice of cake for me!
love you loads, gurl! MUAH!

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This one is from Dewey:

She likes Ravi Verma’s paintings. That was what cinched it for me. Because until then I had (of course) heard about her incessantly from Her Madness and while it roused my curiosity, it took Ravi Verma to make me pipe up and speak to her.

I had intended to write a funny post and entertain her, make it a nice li’l giftie seeing as how it is her birthday and all but I find that a funny post is rather beyond me. It could be that I am an unfunny person but I guess when it really comes down to it, people who you care about can only inspire posts that are true to your feelings to them. So this is me saying I care about you and I want the best for you, all your life.

And so we sing Happy Birthday while Koi Shaque blares in the background, all the while dressed in outrageous 80s bollywood inspired outfits and toast you with Sambhar!

All for the girl who, on reflection, could only be compared to one thing: a Ravi Verma painting

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Thanks girls! Truly made my birthday so so so special. MUAH!!!!

Alright, you can yell at me later for the lack of posting, but first, see what I’ve cooked up!

So, we know that maydem is turning the grand old age of.. yeah, you guessed it.. three zero!! So, since I cannot make up for last year’s awesome birthday present, this year, I have decided to write a post for her.

And NO, I’m NOT writing paeans of her glory (she already has a high enough opinion of herself) but this time, along with Dewey I have decided that we will make her get off her cute little hiney and do a little scavenger hunting (she NEVER googles, just conveniently asks me her questions, making me look, of course, important and knowledgeable so there are definite perks to being her google filter, but still…)

So, my dear darling chammiya, pliss to be answering me this one koshan: “What is the common thing in the following 5 sub sections of this post?” But make sure you have been to Dewey’s blog first, because otherwise everything is washte!

Section A.

“I hope you know CPR, ’cause you take my breath away.”
“Can I borrow a quarter? I want to call my mom and tell her I just met the girl of my dreams.”
“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put U and I together.”
“You’re like a dictionary … you add meaning to my life.”
“Do you have a bandaid? I scraped my knee when I fell for you.”

Section B.

- Gruyère
- Appenzeller
- Bleu des Causses
- Tomme des Pyrénées
- Époisses de Bourgogne

Section C:

IMDB – tt0391229

Section D & E:

So, Catty, when you have finished your homework, email me and Dewey with the answer! There is something vairy speyshul waiting for you!!

And, yeah, before I forget.. Wish you the most wonderful and happiest birthday ever. Love you, gurl. Muah.

Yeah I know. I should have at least explained my absence to my readers (regular and porn ). But every time I thought about writing, all I could do was whine and rant about my frustrations at work, which is what has kept me this busy doing 60 hour work weeks. But since I plan to disappear more often and for longer, I figured I’d at least pop in and give you a proper ‘We’ll be right back!’ so that you don’t spend all your time racking your brains trying to solve the amazing whodunit that is my vanishing act.

So, what have I been upto? Let’s see.

• Work, as I mentioned earlier, is more about dealing with incompetence than about actual productive task-finishing.
• Awaiting my mother’s arrival, which is actually still a good 6 weeks away. Can’t believe time is passing by this slowly.
• I have started learning how to knit and I can proudly say that I’m getting started on my very first creation, which is going to be a scarf. I think.

• I have tried to make fresh fruits and vegetables a part of my daily diet. So far I’m managing to eat baby carrots, red radishes and cucumbers about 3 times a week, which is a marked improvement from daily doses of garden burgers.
• Anyone know the schedule for this year’s Cleveland Thyagarajar Utsavam? Is U Srinivas playing? Will you take me with you if you’re going? Pretty please?
• I have started listening to the Suprabhatam, which fits perfectly into my 20 minute drive to work every day. Amazingly enough, I find myself swearing a lot less at reckless and inconsiderate drivers, my concentration has improved drastically, and I don’t arrive at work stressed and angry from the traffic as I used to. So say what you want but I think listening to MS Subbulaksmi chanting the Lord’s name has proven its usefulness beyond my expectations.
• That brings me to my biggest mental turmoil yet. I watched Richard Dawkins’ series on religion and religious intolerance. Please watch, it’s called The Root of All Evil. It puts into word every single rational thought you have ever had about religion and creationism and how bogus it actually is. And yet I go to the temple. Why? Does that make me a hypocrite? If you ask me right now to tell you if I believe in God, I have no answer for you. My mind is torn between the rational and the unknown. I go to the temple to pray for something because there have been times when I have tried absolutely everything in my power, I have done nothing wrong and yet things have gone horribly wrong. And to prevent that from happening in the future, I am trying to keep the faith that if there is something that is indeed beyond my control, this Entity that I am praying to will favor me. I do not know. I cannot rationalize. I just take peace in the fact that my faith, my belief does not need me to murder other individuals. That I would never imagine hurting another person, physically or emotionally because of my faith. I suppose that should suffice for now. Until I find the answer I seek.
• Which, BTW is not 42. It’s actually 45 as we discovered on our trip to Lake Erie.

Ok, peepz. Thassit for now. I will have more apologetic posts (and emails if I like you) in the (I don’t want to say near) future because, let’s face it, when have we ever learned from our mistakes? Muah!

What can I say? Looks like SEV’s usage of certain.. ahem.. adjectives stands justified after all. Hmph.

P.S. For the uninitiated, these are my blog statistics and the key phrases people used to search which led them to my blog. The highlighted phrase ‘galadriel porn’ is one of them. Okay? Okay.