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A Saturday in the life of a Nyscha....

• wake up at 9am when amma threatens that she wont call a 6th time
• sit at comp bleary-eyed and call the rainrider to say good morning except for the fact that he's halfway through his day
• idly surf the net till realization dawns that an exit interview is due in about an hour's time
• run around bathing,getting dressed and being fed breakfast simultaneously
• reach the destination and finish formalities in 15 minutes and grumble to self about how much money has been wasted for transport to complete something that hardly took any time
• take trip to the parlour and have east indian ladies gasp in horror at the split-ended hair
• come home and set up 'the den' to watch pirates of the caribbean-the black pearl
• take a nap afterwards, all enamoured by Captain Jack Sparrow (who needs pretty-boy Will Turner?)
• wake up and have minor warfare with 1. a beloved and 2. a complete mutthead
  
• go to the temple in the hopes of flattering that ever so wily Creator
• sprawl on the sofa back hope,switching between two mal movies on tv which have already been watched earlier
• log on, think of something to blog about and come up with this nonsense

Over and out.

Men are from mars, women are from venus.So where are Jerks from?

This post comes after a collection of especially mind-boggling collection of what i call 'aaarrgggghhhhhhhhh' moments with some of our shockingly bizarre fellow humans.

First of all, let me set the record straight.I'm NOT anti-social.I'm reticent and there's a marked difference.People-watching, therefore, has always been one of my favourite games. I'd rather observe and analyze than actually jump into the fray.Most certainly am the perfect spectator.

While people continually amaze, inspire, amuse and interest me, there are a few who completely disgust me on any given day.

For instance, the rear-wheel rider who was passing by the auto i was travelling in, in slow-moving traffic. I was on a phone-call and so was this monstrosity I speak of. He actually turned my way, waited till I happened to glance at him carelessly, and blew me what he thought must be an extra hot sizzling kiss.EWWWWWWW.If I could associate that repulsive pucker with a sound effect, it would be 'squlech'.Bleagh.

Another example is a woman I would, for propriety's sake, refer to as Countess Ridicula. Just as Dracula fed off people's blood, this one feeds off my patience and positivity, which I may add are things I'm slightly deficient in, as it is. She could find obscure things to make tragedies out of ("where's my pen?who stole it?who doesn't want me to be happy?"). Its just a goddamn pen!!!!!
She also believes that people should 'put their partners in place' by regularly being rude and picking fights with them. Also tries very very very hard to trespass what I consider extremely restricted areas of an individual's life. Someone should tell her that personal lives are meant to be just that-personal. I mean why do I owe her an answer to "who were you with that day in spencers"???

Pet peeve number three is people's prejudice with looks. I'm not referring to general preferences but extreme prejudice. "That guy is dark therefore he isn't my type". Apparently these days its not enough if people are intelligent, honest, sincere and own genuinely wonderful personalities. For inconsiderate clods like Countess Ridicula, the person has to be fair, the nose shouldn't be off centre, should wear the green shirt that tamil movie star Rajnikanth wore in some random movie, should be tall, slim, owner of minty fresh breath......blah blah blah. Countess, incidentally, happens to be the kind who looks like a lizard that crawled out of a newly exploded volcanic crater. And that is being considerate.

Does anyone ever think about the cliched line 'beauty lies in the eyes of a beholder'????and I mean REALLY think about it. If you think you're hot stuff, there might be ten others who think you look like doggie crap. If you think someone's 'a big fat stupid ugly ogre', there might be others who think otherwise. The concept of beauty is so subjective and so hopelessly stupid to use as a judging criteria when getting to know someone. All it takes is one really bad accident to make a 'pretty' woman 'ugly'. And with more and more people opting for cosmetic surgeries these days, looks like the road to beauty is two-way.

This is one of the reasons I really love the Shrek series. Shrek is a genuinely warm and sweet character who gets misunderstood because he's an ogre. I particularly love how Fiona's curse went-
By night one way, by day another-this shall be the norm
Until you find true love and love's first kiss and take love's true form.

When Fiona and Shrek finally share their first kiss, she takes on the form that he, her true love, thinks is beautiful. It doesn't matter if your colleague thinks you're short and fat. If you've got someone back home to love you and behold you as beautiful, you might just be one of the luckiest people on earth.

I sincerely request whoever is reading this post to please, for heaven's sake, not be so blind as to discriminate based on superficial factors. A lot of movie stars aren't conventional good-lookers for that matter. Mohanlal is a brillliant actor.But I doubt if he'd be a strong contender in beauty pageants. Similary SRK isn't really handsome but his personality charms the heck outta people.

The next time you feel like demeaning someone's looks, PLEASE be considerate!