Aimless Yammer

It's been a longish while since this blog saw anything even remotely resembling a post.As always I have the convenient excuse of "work" to provide when the truth is that I ended up focusing on the mundane-ness of everyday life too much and reached the conclusion that I'm not doing anything worth writing about.

Life has been quite active to say the least.Apart from working in shifts and playing my insignificant part in the endless soap opera of corporate life, I've been doing some financial planning, some relationship building, photography experimenting, mega loitering.....just being the restless person I've become.

My alma mater finally decided to organize our convocation. The invite found its way into my mail box (snail mail) last week.Accompanying the invite was an A4 size paper with do's and dont's printed on both sides.It started with the details like reporting time etc and ran into mind-boggling details like dress code, discipline (no clapping/cheering when students receive their degrees!), blah this blah that.By the time I was done reading, I thought my face would split wide open because of the grin the familiar instructions evoked.Added to that our faculty advisor also sent word through a classmate that we are expected to maintain complete "DISCIPLINE" (don't miss the capitalized emphasis).That consequently became the reason for quite an amusing discussion on an online community.The particular lady in question has this unforgettable way of pretending to be exasperated with her students and saying "Don't give trouble to me,girls!!!".I wonder if we'll ever stop being her "girls". She sure did get quite emotional on our last day in college.

So did all of us, the "girls".There was a lot of howling.Some couldn't imagine working/studying in a new place and the others were anxious as hell because of delay in finalising plans for the future.Looking back now,I think we've all done quite well for ourselves (me excluded) and its a little hard to believe that its been a year already.Was quite pleased to have A remark recently that I haven't changed at all.But thinking about it, I can see how we've all changed in little ways already.

The past year has seen us all trying to gain a foothold on the rocky terrains of adulthood (pardon the cliched usage).In the process, some of us have grown apart.Time certainly tests relationships.Only the strong ones with rock solid foundation and unfailing perseverance survive.That definitely is not easy to find and those who have some of that are pretty darn lucky.

The convocation should be a good time to catch up on news and gossip.A quick recap on fun times in the endless drudgery of being grown-up.After the convocation, we'll all go back to "the big bad world outside" again.Some more of us will lose touch, some will get married, raise families, construct illustrious careers...all of us will learn life's lessons.Only the memories of the three years and the parting tears that came after them will remain unchanged.

Pigeon Invasion

The scene of the crime.Location:Beside the television

The perpetrator: Mrs Susie George

Amma's proud collection :)

Mr & Mrs. George the Goofball

Wedding pic of Georgie and Susie :D

Notice how "shy came for Susie" :P

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Blog update long overdue.Don't know what it is but just haven't gotten around to doing so.I notice that this space has become like a personal diary of sorts.Nothing along the lines of Bridget Jones though.Finally got my hands on a copy of the second part (The edge of reason).Was worth a read.Entertaining if nothing else.Kinda like those comedy shows on TV which you defintely wouldn't rate as great but you watch it because it makes you laugh anyway.

I'd made a lotta plans for this week since I'm off from work.However, all of them are down the drain along with the rainwater that been collecting from the incessent downpour.Bleagh.This confines me to home and gives my mum an excellent excuse to begin my "cooking lessons".

I'm bored bored bored bored bored.

If I could I'd just pack a backpack, some roadmaps, pile some music into my mp3 player, pick up a digicam, and go on a road trip.Not particularly in need of company.Just by myself.Just travel, explore, take my own time and not follow any hurried schedule.Connect with people who I know I'll never meet again.Read.Not keep in touch with anybody.Not answer any frantic calls demanding to know where I am and what I'm doing.Not be obligated to be at anyone's beck and call.Just coexist with the surroundings and absorb all that I see, hear, smell, touch and experience.Take a break from the noise in my head.All the insignificant worries that clamor over each other like a trough full of worms.I'd try and spend time with kids.They heal as much as they entertain.I wouldn't care how I looked.Wouldn't bother changing into contact lenses everyday, wouldn't line my eyes, wouldn't put on earrings.Just t-shirts, khakis, shoes,watch.Oh and deo (all important).Not care about what anyone thinks or says.Talk when I feel like, withdraw when I feel like.Just do what my gut tells me on a daily basis.Just be.

I see red.

It's a minute past midnight and here I am, sitting infront of my PC because one emotion floods my brain,not allowing me to sleep.That emotion,ladies and gentlemen,is anger.Pure,absolute,unaldulterated anger.

Here's a question.How much shit can a normal individual take in a day?I assume that our Creator endowed us all with the same shit-taking capacities.But how much crap is an individual willing to take?Therein lies the difference,my friends.

This world,I have effectively concluded,is filled up in most part by people who will do anything to get their way,to rub off some of their bad vibes on others,or just proudly display their absolute lack of a long-dead thing called courtesy.They will step on your toes,muck your face in the mud, drown you in a marsh,whatever.As long they go to sleep satisfied every night.

Now when one is a child,one mostly learns to "seek the goodness in everyone",which,by the way,is a complete load of nonsense.When one actually steps into the world and is on one's own,all the extremes of mean,crude,opportunistic,psychotic behaviour can be observed.

But what do people who don't even know each other get out of being downright rude?Please justify to me why a woman should be asked to delay her phone conversation with her fiance by the driver of her cab just because she requested for the volume of the cab radio to be reduced twice?Impertinence?Yes sir!You betcha!And please note that the woman in question had used the words "please" in her request, which had to be repeated only because it the volume was increased to ear-splitting levels again.

Oh and there is also this whole battalion of chauvinists who think its their right to look at and speak to women condescendingly,contempt and irritation punctuating every word they speak.

To say nothing of petty politics people employ to get to the top:"Oh did I trample you into the mud on my way up?So sorry but you know I think the colour of dirt really suits you.Cheer up,you'll get used to it."

People using me for their personal hidden agendas,taking me for granted,treating me like nothing,telling me what to do,bullying me.........I've just had it!!!!!!!!!

The journey to being an adult just chiefly comprises of learning to be as ruthless as the world around you.Period.And I think the last trace of my foolish naive attitude just flew out of the window.

Something I've always wanted to be told :-)

You Are 24% Girly

You are a pretty hardcore tomboy, and a very free spirit. Gender roles be dammed, you like to do things your way.

How Girly Are You?