You and i
Our lives entangled
unwillingly victims
Of a game called love
Friday, June 30, 2006
Thursday, June 29, 2006
back after a hiatus
Mid-week..with the i-wish-it-was-Friday hymn on my lips. My laptop gave me a scare today. There i was, still bleary eyed on a Wednesday morning, trying to start it up and all i saw was this blank screen staring back at me and this wheezing sound that actually sounded like it was gasping for air! i was like please-don’t-die-on-me. Tried turning it off, starting it again. On and off. On and off. And nothing. So i start thinking about all the stuff i have been working my ass off for which I have not taken a back-up (oh you stupid bitch)…i had visions of me staying up late, missing episodes of fear factor and Law and Order and CSI to re-do the whole thing…gasp..
So i summoned my colleagues, to give them a chance to revive my m/c and have the fortune of me being eternally (or for long as the memory of this nightmare stays with me) grateful to them. Nothing. So the last resort – call up the support group and beg them to rescue me. So I stuck this post-it that said “dying laptop” on my m/c and went off to give a design presentation using somebody’s else m/c. I rushed through the whole presentation and got them off my back. All the while I was thinking about lost data and how much could be retrieved. A guy came, took away the laptop and then came back with the good news that nothing was wrong with it!! I was like “what?”…He was able to start it at the first go and there was nothing wrong with it. My laptop hates me!! Or else it has taken after its mistress and decided to become moody. Yah allah. Do I have to go this ordeal every morning of trying to coax a moody m/c to respond to me?
We lost the softball game yesterday..20-11. oh well. i did score one run. We have another game tomorrow. I hope we do better. And we have the salsa class after the game. Pretty busy life, nah?
It must be kang time back home. i can’t even remember the last time I had kanggi kichuri and ooti. I went for the “jaidev chongba” once when i was a kid. i wonder whether they still do it today. i remember snatches of the song they used to sing for jhulon ( I can’t remember if jhulon is during or after kang)…”jhulon bu yaojari, brajabu yengjari”.
But my favourite festival is yaosang. i try to make it a point to be home during yaosang but wasn’t able to be there this year. We have this leikai club that organizes the sports and cultural meet. When i was a kid, i used to compete with my friends for the number of prizes we won for the events – 100m race, thouri chongbi (rope skipping), intelligence test (the one where they went in-out and we used to jump in and out a circle…that was fun rah), abir lakpi (yuck, the taste of abir in the mouth….), angka lamjen (arithmetic race—it was surprising how I never got a sum right in that event….but I could do it correctly afterwards!! )….Those were the days. And we had the housie every afternoon and i used to spend my nakantheng money on housie. How i used to scream myself hoarse watching the cricket and football matches (i still do it now much to the embarrassment of my mother).
Enough of nostalgia. But yes, i miss home. i do…..
So i summoned my colleagues, to give them a chance to revive my m/c and have the fortune of me being eternally (or for long as the memory of this nightmare stays with me) grateful to them. Nothing. So the last resort – call up the support group and beg them to rescue me. So I stuck this post-it that said “dying laptop” on my m/c and went off to give a design presentation using somebody’s else m/c. I rushed through the whole presentation and got them off my back. All the while I was thinking about lost data and how much could be retrieved. A guy came, took away the laptop and then came back with the good news that nothing was wrong with it!! I was like “what?”…He was able to start it at the first go and there was nothing wrong with it. My laptop hates me!! Or else it has taken after its mistress and decided to become moody. Yah allah. Do I have to go this ordeal every morning of trying to coax a moody m/c to respond to me?
We lost the softball game yesterday..20-11. oh well. i did score one run. We have another game tomorrow. I hope we do better. And we have the salsa class after the game. Pretty busy life, nah?
It must be kang time back home. i can’t even remember the last time I had kanggi kichuri and ooti. I went for the “jaidev chongba” once when i was a kid. i wonder whether they still do it today. i remember snatches of the song they used to sing for jhulon ( I can’t remember if jhulon is during or after kang)…”jhulon bu yaojari, brajabu yengjari”.
But my favourite festival is yaosang. i try to make it a point to be home during yaosang but wasn’t able to be there this year. We have this leikai club that organizes the sports and cultural meet. When i was a kid, i used to compete with my friends for the number of prizes we won for the events – 100m race, thouri chongbi (rope skipping), intelligence test (the one where they went in-out and we used to jump in and out a circle…that was fun rah), abir lakpi (yuck, the taste of abir in the mouth….), angka lamjen (arithmetic race—it was surprising how I never got a sum right in that event….but I could do it correctly afterwards!! )….Those were the days. And we had the housie every afternoon and i used to spend my nakantheng money on housie. How i used to scream myself hoarse watching the cricket and football matches (i still do it now much to the embarrassment of my mother).
Enough of nostalgia. But yes, i miss home. i do…..
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