Sunday, May 27, 2007

hrmph hrmph !!!

Well, yes when you have to go through password recovery mode to login into your own blog, you know its been a long while since u logged in cuz you have been doing what are u are best at being lazy sonofab**** !!!!

Well, not really though. Cuz I do have another blog, where I do post quite often. Anonymously I do, but I do. Double lives yet again, you ask !?!

Much has changed, in case u haven't noticed. Right, how will you !? Never did I log in now, did I !?

I lost oodles of weight [and then gained twice as much]
Mandira got married [yes, married: insert shriek]
I have not spoken to Anitha in over a year
I am no more a corporate slave
I am no more a slave to my family business.
I am FINALLY an Interior Designer.

Right. Interior Designer. Me. Design consultant, that is what I call myself, fancy !? wannabe !?! well a mix of both, shall we say !!!

I am turning 25. Soon enough. To say I am scared shitless is an understatement. Most people I know are milking money and I just changed careers. An MBA turned Interior Design Consultant. Sounds all oooh-he's-following his dreams kind, no !? Dabling with design journalism too. Inside Outside, Mint, Better homes and gardens. and a bit of styling too. Better homes and gardens.

Fun.

I like.

I like lot.

and its 3 quaters past 5 am. As tempted as I am to write, I should sleep, because the sun outside my window has begun to shine. And I promised myself, after procrastinating all through friday and saturday, I would get some work done on sunday.

But I still went out drinking
I drank more than I should have.

Vodka with Cranberry
Vodka with sprite
Vodka with coke

I did not have the shot tho, however, I did eat the triple shezwan rise [thats how rajput spells it] at 3.30 am. And I have a deeveedee to watch before I sleep. And oh, I have gotten fat enough to know be able to see my peepee when I bend.

I miss you ani. Lots. Hope you're taking good care of yourself.

here, a picture from manidra's wedding. And oh, kindly ignore the fact that my head looks larger than my body, and on my larger-than-his-body-head, my eyes look squinted.

and the world cries " Whatever happened to good old fashioned photogenic ravi !?"




p.s I also did drop food [butter chicken] on cee's uber-cool-super-expensive satya paul tie.

Wednesday, August 16, 2006

o' blogger, where art thou !?!

* jumps in *

its been a while aye :)

alwite, i have been lazy !! and in my defense, busy ... since I realised its my one year in India anniv, I thot I'd pop in for a session of a peak-a-boo. Finally succummed to the orkut community today thanks to the freako' sadque razzak and even joined some freaking agnel 1998 batch community

Yep, I am losing it, whatever lil' of it was left anyways :)

So a very happy one of my return to India anniversary to myself. And teri, if u ever fucking read this.


Bitch !


I am yet to see ma farewell snaps !!!

Laters !!!

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

the moron and I

last day in brisvegas

Mwah !

Tuesday, February 14, 2006

sigh

today exactly one year ago. I had landed in brisbane after my three months in Mumbai. What i thought would be a rather long stay in brisbane was cut short. Only if I had some sense. Only if.
Sigh. I miss brisbane. I miss my life. I miss you too anita. Biatch

Monday, February 06, 2006

like i am back.

so yes. like I have been away. not away away away. but away kind of away. U see doing the usual OMG i am 23 and I dun have a life routine. Where am i headed to and where the fucking fuck should I be headed to. the many tribulations of life a 23 yr old must face. Sigh.

So hopefully I'll be around now. Unless life demands too much of me, which it already is, I must confess. I am not going to whinge now. Cuz whinging along with blocking the constantly dripping mucus from my nose isnt an easy task. My nose hurts. Its red and itches. I need aloe vera tissues. I need to go home. For now, I need to shut up and go.

Well, like i said. I am back. Hello again !

Saturday, October 15, 2005

retrospective ...

It wasnt ever meant to be this way. No, nothing like this. He wasnt supposed to be who he is. Some link somewhere has gone missing, a vital one at that !

open windows, pale sky, laughing kids, this daunting existence. look beyond the troubles they said, look look look look, is all they said.

warped. preposterous. deranged. this is them. them whom I heart.

he hid beneath the bed. he saw them fight. he saw her scream, he saw her rebel. he saw him blow, he saw him abuse. he saw their delinquency. yet he survived, then why today? why today I ask? Maybe cuz he never hid, maybe cuz he just took it all in like a helpless observer. He shudnt have, he never should have !

That is not him, not the man in the window. He is down there, struggling. destitute of what he longs for. That is him, there. Look at him. Laugh. Laugh some more.

Excuse him, while he contemplates the ironies of this life. This life, this very unassembled life. Find, find yourself they insisted, before you get reprogammed.

look, look beyond those troubles. There is hope, there, we can see it, then why cant you ?!?

The very irony of this life. This life, this vexatious life.

Monday, September 12, 2005

I - MBA !

So my first official post from my desk @ work ! A new computer even !!! Yes my own desk with my own computer with a password even. Work and Ravi - Unblueible - un-b-lue-ible !!!! What work do i do? I work with my dad. What does my dad do ? My dad is into textiles ! What textiles you ask? Warp Knitted textiles !!! Warp Knitted textiles are different from other textiles ! how ? because something was said to me some 10,000 times in this past week. So thats why warp knitted textiles are different than woven textiles, and the latter being of great interest to me. But we speak of my work ! So what work do I do ? I work for me Dad andwhat do i do there? Well, it is mandatory all questions must cease when said, I work for my dad. If u insist on knowing. I sit at a desk, staring my monitor and try my level best to look resourceful while i secretly obsess over the ostentatious use of blue in my factory, my own factory *sigh* !!! So that is what I do.

And also this is what I do. Have stimulating conversations

Event: Day two at work
Location: Works Manager Cabin
Ambience: Annonyingly blue interiors
Characters: Works Manager, Moi and T.P

Me: staring at blue soft board, blue chair, blue mats
W.M: warp knittin is somethin somethin somethin somethin somethin !
Me: now seriously getting tormented with the flamboyant use of blue in my own factory * sigh * how cud they !!!?!
Enter Third Party (t.p)
T.P: Helloji
Me - * after putting on the world is a great place, welcome to our lil celestial spehre smile * Hello
W.M: he is to be being Mr. Vazirani's Son
T.P: giving me a very disconcerting look and then breaking into the this world is indeed a fabulous place and this blue is so groovy smile - Oh ho ho Hello Hello !
Errrr ok !
W.M: givin t.p approving look - he just gotted back from australia. he dided MBA. * yes i stopped correcting people exactly 30 seconds after I landed. MMM not MBA *
T.P: giving approving look, so he is the young prince !!
Me: uh huh ! ok then ! did he just say prince?!? tellme he ddnt say prince !!!
T.P: so the young prince * he said it again * is here to assist his dad. very nice, u guys make the fabric and he will now advance and design cars !!!!!
And we all went -chuckle chuckle !!!

So i sit here and dream of designing cars, because that is what people do after their australian MBA ...

For all those who seem very concerned about my constant cribbing about being here and doing this and not being there and doing that, clearly if I had a choice, i wouldnt crib now ! Or would I ?!? who cares ?!? I have cars to design and blue walls to stare at.

I really wish that something which i should not be speaking of, only cause I will jinx it, happens.

I am now going to go back to staring at the monitor, dipping some buscuits in chai and yes obesessing over the blue. Maybe the next time I'll tell you about manoj. He's our very quite, softspoken, articulte account manager who just needs to learn how to SHUT THE FUCK UP nd also not switch the goddamn AC off every time he thinks we have reached antartica ! Man this blue just keeps getting groovier by the minute !!!!!