This is what i am watching right now. Stand up comedians competing for a huge amount of money. Some of them are really funny - i kinda like their sense of humour.
sample this:
"My boss asked me if i was gay. Gay? i don't even like licking stamps!"
i like Laughter Challenge too - the one where that bigmouth Sidhu keeps laughing his turbaned head off( i just can't stand him, just can't). But the big difference is that the comedians or wanne comedians back home make fun of others. The comics over here mostly make fun of themselves - most of the jokes are on themselves. The comics back home concentrate more on himesh and his nasal talent, on mallika's wardrobe or lack of it, on rakhi sawant..you get the drift.
And there are so many female comics- they didn't have even one in the last two seasons of Laughter Challenge. i did get to watch two this season - there was one who did a take off on manorama - the vamp of yesteryears - and some other actresses. But nothing too funny. Does it say something about our sense of humour? Maybe we are a repressed lot when it somes to humour. ummm...
i adore people with a wicked sense of humour - naughty, sarcastic, dry....That is my kind of humour.
Have been invited to M-da's place for dinner tomorrow. And i didn't have the heart to decline because he said it is just a few of us he has invited. And on friday, the whole team is going for dinner. ummm..so much for my desire to be a recluse...
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
the 100th time....
Last night dinner was fun - the kind i can bring myself to attend. We had fun backbiting and talking about everything under the sun. The food was good - after the frozen dinners i have been forcing on myself, home-cooked food was like heaven. Tangra mach, pabda mach, aloo dam...yum. And to top the cake, p-da's wife told me i still look so thin and good looking - couldn't figure out whether i was supposed to get fat and lose my looks! ummmm...
This is the 100th post....Is that an occasion to celebrate? hah, you betcha....Why do i blog? i think , like all other things i do in life, it is for myself. Maybe it is to keep my thoughts intact for posterity. Unabashedly, i love reading my posts! Talk about conceit. But then, i have always been conceited and snobbish! And i would not have myself any other way.
thought of the day:
Nothing dries sooner than tears - Latin Proverb
This is the 100th post....Is that an occasion to celebrate? hah, you betcha....Why do i blog? i think , like all other things i do in life, it is for myself. Maybe it is to keep my thoughts intact for posterity. Unabashedly, i love reading my posts! Talk about conceit. But then, i have always been conceited and snobbish! And i would not have myself any other way.
thought of the day:
Nothing dries sooner than tears - Latin Proverb
Sunday, July 22, 2007
but why???
i am definitely going crazy. i don't know why i am picking up fights with him. Is it the distance between us? Is it guilt that i am not there by his side? i don't know...But i find myself empty of words when i call him up. i don't know what to say. And he - i don't blame him - loses his cool. What is wrong with me?
The day started off pretty well. Caught up with an old friend on the net. Finished a book. i drifted off to sleep in the evening and woke up and danced! i practised my salsa steps in front of the mirror and was pleasantly surprised to learn that i have not forgotten the moves. Then the marathon phone calls - my sister and i yapping about everything under the sun. Then my parents. And then his family. And when it came to him, i clammed up.
Why? Why? i have always been the talkative one in this relationship. He is the silent brooding type. And all of a sudden, i just don't feel like telling him anything. This is scary. And when he needs me the most, i seem to be receding into my shell. i am evil.
i don't know. i think it is guilt. That i am not there with him now. And to assuage my guilt, what do i do? Of course, i make it harder for him by refusing to talk. Where do you still get malicious being like me anymore? If i had any sense, i would try to make it easier for him by being my normal self. But no, i have to complicate everything. i have to make him lose his cool. i am sorry, honey. But sorry is such a convenient word, isn't it? i know the pain you are going through...and i wish to be your pillar of support...i just don't seem to know how to go about it...
i hope i will be a better person...but that seems like a long way off...
The day started off pretty well. Caught up with an old friend on the net. Finished a book. i drifted off to sleep in the evening and woke up and danced! i practised my salsa steps in front of the mirror and was pleasantly surprised to learn that i have not forgotten the moves. Then the marathon phone calls - my sister and i yapping about everything under the sun. Then my parents. And then his family. And when it came to him, i clammed up.
Why? Why? i have always been the talkative one in this relationship. He is the silent brooding type. And all of a sudden, i just don't feel like telling him anything. This is scary. And when he needs me the most, i seem to be receding into my shell. i am evil.
i don't know. i think it is guilt. That i am not there with him now. And to assuage my guilt, what do i do? Of course, i make it harder for him by refusing to talk. Where do you still get malicious being like me anymore? If i had any sense, i would try to make it easier for him by being my normal self. But no, i have to complicate everything. i have to make him lose his cool. i am sorry, honey. But sorry is such a convenient word, isn't it? i know the pain you are going through...and i wish to be your pillar of support...i just don't seem to know how to go about it...
i hope i will be a better person...but that seems like a long way off...
Saturday, July 21, 2007
sleepy head

late in the morning - still in the middle of a dream. Something woke me up and i glanced at the clock - and literally jumped out of the bed. i'd overslept!!
It seems like i never seem to get enough of sleep...i can sleep and sleep. And then, sleep some more. i think it has to be the dreams - i mean, even if i nap for 30 minutes, i dream. It is like i live in two worlds. And my dreams seem so real - when i wake up, sometimes it is with much reluctance. Yesterday, i dreamed i was reading a book - and i can even remember some lines from the book - as i was waiting for him to come to me. Aren't dreams supposed to be a reflection of your mental and emotional state? i only wish i can go on dreaming - and remembering them after i wake up.
i turned down tomorrow's invitation. Was feeling a bit guilty as only a selected few were invited. But then, i think i have had enough of small talk. In two weeks, i have declined two dos. Words will spread around that i am acting hoity-toity and hopefully, no one will invite me anymore. Such bliss. i want to be unpopular - beats me why. Maybe when i get there, i might want to be popular. Sometimes, i think i go out of my way to be mean, esp to people who like me. It is like i try to test their patience, try to see just how mean i have to be to lose their affection. Weird. i am such a weird character. Will never be able to figure myself out.
S wrote to tell me his efficiency has gone down as i am not there anymore to fight with him. Maybe they should hike my salary just for increasing project productivity. What a thought.
S -god, all the people in my life seems to have names starting with S - has gone to LA with his parents. i have never been to LA - and have no interest in going there either. Maybe because everyone wants to go there. i am an extreme case of inverted snob.
One book a day - that is my motto now. i have finished about 12 books so far! Making up for all the time when i stayed away from books. i might die of a book overdose - maybe they will find me in bed, covered in books, with a delighted expression on my face!
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
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