Doors and a messy bed

At long last, i have roused myself from my perpetual state of faineancy and have started painting the doors. So the door to my room has a coy Japanese maid (to contrast with the inhabitant inside), the main door has a picture of red flowers blooming on black branches. My sister’s room has 2 doors – one with a little mermaid on one side and flowers on the other side. i have yet to decide the design for the other one – am thinking of Cinderella on one side. i have yet to give the finishing touch. If i might say so myself, the paintings have turned out good. i might post pictures if i am in the mood to share.

Ok, books – I have gotten into this nasty habit of starting a book, leaving it halfway and then starting on another…right now, I am in the middle of three books – Catch 22 and god help me, i cannot remember the titles of the other two. The end result is that my bed is piling up with books and the odds and ends that somehow seem to be attracted to my bed. i even have my digital camera under my pillow, my passport, an album of photos. i think I am the messiest person around. My siblings are all goddesses of cleanliness. Maybe my only saving grace is that when i decide to go on a cleaning spree, which is rare, i manage to do a good job.

Old friends and lunch

Squeezed some time off for a delightful lunch with a former colleague and two of my “current” colleagues. Life has been so bloody busy lately that i cannot even take time to pluck my thoughts and preserve them for posterity. So my poor thoughts ripen and fall without me taking no note of them. Sigh. Anyway, we went to this new place (at least new to me cause i have never been there before) and we had a swell time. We were laughing so hard that the other diners were staring at us.

The training is over (thank god) but the workload has multiplied. i have to oversee the deliverables – nag kids to buck up and work, review answers, code etc etc. On top of that, we had our half yearly appraisal and we had to sit down with the juniors and grade them. But, strangely, i have not yet blown my top. Oh yes, sometimes i am sarcastic, especially when dealing with kids who repeat the same mistake again and again. Maybe the root of the problem is that the juniors think that they can get away with murder just because it is such a cool project. You know, where everyone is on friendly terms – more like a college atmosphere. But you have to draw the line somewhere. There is a time for work and a time for play. And i am drumming that into their heads. i have realized that i am a hard task mistress. The kids are kinda scared of me (imagine, they are like double my size!) because i have a sharp tongue and a sharper mind (couldn’t resist that!).

no time to indulge myself

Life has been a bit hectic lately. To upgrade our skill-set (oh yeah), we have been playing students. For a change, it is nice to be on the other side of the fence. We have been having a heck of a time getting bored and firing questions. So many things to share and so less time. Hoping that life would grant me a respite so i could harvest my thoughts.

sultry days are here....

Not a rejuvenating weekend. Summer has descended and with it, the withering, sultry heat. Spent Saturday shopping for an AC. Since i am of the opinion that the umbrella should be used only when it rains, i spent almost half the day walking around in the hot sun. Of course, i do know of UV, how harmful it is for your skin and all that but still, i adamantly refuse to use an umbrella unless it is pouring. i should get a prize for being the most well-informed idiot! Anyway, as befits every stupid action, i had to contend with a head splitting headache as my just reward. So Saturday saw me clutching my head and trying to enjoy a comedy show. Didn’t work so i plopped down on the bed and drifted away to dreamland (i should write about my dreams someday– such vivid and over-the-top dreams. Freud would have loved interpreting my dreams!)

Anyway, i bought a LG AC and, what with the installation charge and all, i am poorer by many thousands. The AC is for my sister because she cannot stand the heat. i, on the other hand, am “cold-blooded”. i sleep with a blanket even now!

i got my eyes checked and, to my utter disbelief, i was told that my power has decreased. i was like “how is that possible?” Well, here i was thinking i was going blind! i am wearing the new contact lens and everything seems to be fine. Sometimes, life does manage to spring a surprise on me!

american idol...

i watch this show just for Simon Cowell. i love his acerbic comments and his brutal honesty.My sister says it must be because he is so like me. i love the way he says "Forgive me for having an opinion" whenever he gets booed by the audience.

While on the topic, it is disheartening to see the better singers getting booted off. i mean, you still have that Indian guy Sanjaya Malakar among the top ten! i don't have anything against him.He is cute (but he should do something about his curls) but he is nowhere as good as the other contestants. Simon is right when he says it is torture to hear him sing. i wonder why he does not get voted off. Maybe it is again that indian-community-getting-together thingy, you know all Indians there voting for him. Just like what happened with Debojit (remember Sa ReGa Ma?). Honestly, he didn't deserve to win.