My 2008 – a recap

Thinking back on 2008

 

What a year it was! 

We celebrated our last new year eve in a rented home, my younger son, my elder son’s wife and one little german shepherd.  The elder son was in Phillipines and could not be with us.  Still we had a blast which ended for me by my insisting that I was still capable of going to my room unaided, it was immaterial whether I went on my feet or my knees. 

 

January was a good month, with my younger son studying hard for his school leaving board – its later that I came to know that he was partying equally hard – which nearly made him get straight Fs.  It was also one whole year since my elder son had got married, which we celebrated without him.  His wife was very brave and did not cry or sulk.  I admire her for it.

 

February is my birthday month and it is impossible for any one to upset me.  I celebrate each and every day of February.  It is pleasant weather, the cold is receding and I am happy.  Of course I tend to overdo the “feel positive” factor by taking rash decisions like joining gyms that I never attend and starting ambitious saving plans that fold up in a couple of months – I barely have enough to make ends meet any way.  I have never learnt my lessons easily and this February was no different.  I joined a gym.  Ah well!

 

March was when my younger son had his school leaving board papers – which he came home and confided in me that he had done horribly.  I could have gone ballistic, I could have raved and ranted – but he looked so chastened that I assured him that I still loved him and he could repeat it the next year.  He grew up a lot this March – got rid of his partying friends, got his act together and started helping us with the chores.  March is also the month I started blogging.  In fact a friend guided me to this …. and stopped blogging herself!  I have got so much bloggie love in such a short time, its strange to think of a time I was not on the blogosphere.  Thank you all.

 

April, the cruelest month was actually quite kind on me this year.  I had no kid in school, so was not hit with huge fee bills and book expenses.  Phew!  My elder son came back from Philipines.  It was bitter-sweet.  He had matured so much, but he spent much more time with his bride than with his mother.  It is quite natural and all that – but for a while it was painful.  That is until I looked into my eyes in the bathroom mirror and kicked myself and said “Grow Up”.  It is a tactic that worked earlier, it works just temporarily now.  I have to keep rushing to the bathroom every now and then.  Ah well!  We got our second dog and my elder son turned 25.

 

May, my daughter in law’s birthday, done up with music, Indian food and her parents.  Very traditional, sober and nice.  A bit too sober for us flakes, so we lived it up the next day.  May is also the month we packed and shifted into our own home.  It was awesome, it was wonderful …. And it was very tiring.  May went off in a whirl of activity.  Packing, unpacking, moving, settling down etc etc.  We loved our new home, far away from the city.  It was wonderful and peaceful.  We still love our home in the outskirts of civilization.

 

June – the month of truth.  Since end of March my younger one had been bullied mercilessly by his elder sibling and his wife for screwing up his exams.  He was quaking in his shoes when the result was declared.  Guess what?  He did quite well.  The expression on his face was comical.  He insisted on checking and rechecking his result with his roll number.  We were in splits.  If this was not joy itself, I got promoted, and the powers that be gave me a brand new car.  Oh wow!  We were quite spoilt in June.

 

July is junior’s birthday month.  He completed 18 years of existence, and also got admitted into an Engineering College of his choice in a stream of his choice which is near home.  Wonderful.

 

August : a gradual settling into routine with college, office and home taking all our attention.  We settled down for a humdrum and non eventful time which led to endless bickering between junior and his sister in law.  It all reached a peak one day with him declaring that she was not his sister in law but his sister.  He also thanked heaven that he got a sister so late in his life.  She hates not getting the last word in so she retorted that “So what if I came into your life late, I’ll be here to trouble you longer!”  Amen.  Oh yes and vive la female power!

 

September beginning of the wedding and festival season in India … also brought my elder son back from Phillipines.  All my chicks at home, and me clucking like a mother hen – lovely.

 

October I got myself a brand new blog – my own domain, my own space so to say.  Total indulgence …. I’m loving it.  Its my space and I can express myself here.  This was my Diwali gift to myself.  Oh I also got my hysterectomy – not so nice, but what the hell, at my age uterus and ovaries are spare parts, and more importantly I gave menopause a miss.

 

November, I lazed around at home recovering from surgery.  Kids had to go out of town for weddings which I could not attend.  We got ourselves dog no. 3, a German Shephard who we call Baron.  He is quite a terror.  Now I have three kids at home and three dogs and 16 fishes.  It’s a full house.

 

December, back at work.  Exploring the realm of free-lance writing.  I love to write and I love getting paid for what I enjoy.  Great creative satisfaction.  The money is not much – but it is early days right now.  Let us see what develops.

 

 

I have had a wonderful 2008 – full of ups and downs.  The most significant new development is the bloggers I have come to know through their blogs and through chat windows.  Thank you all for enriching my life.

 

 

Love changes everything including names

So we have Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie = Brangelina

 

I started thinking of desi versions

Akshay and Twinkle = Akshwinkle

Saif and Kareena = Saifeena

Aamir and Kiran = Kiramir

Shahrukh and Gauri = Gaurshah

Abhishek and Aishwarya = Abharya

Sunil Shetty and Mana = Mananil

Priyanka and Harman = Priyaman

Preeti and Ness = Preetiness

Ajay Devgan and Kajol = Gun Ka Jal

 

Feel free to add to the list

Christmas at home

 

 

The tree

 

The tree

Please note the camera shy Kid#2 next to the tree 

 

Me - after some eggnog

Me - after some eggnog

But I hafta pin Kid#2 down ……………..

 

Gotcha! Dammit he moved

Gotcha! Dammit he moved

 

The pets

 

Baron confused by the flash

Baron confused by the flash

The other two

 

Jeannie bored by the humans - every day is Xmas she says

Jeannie bored by the humans - every day is Xmas she says

 

 

 

 

 

Piper

 

He wanted to eat the gift wrappings

He wanted to eat the gift wrappings

Kid#! and DIL came back from an office party already tired

The food

 

My fav tandoori chicken, yummy

My fav tandoori chicken, yummy

 

Got him finally

 

I have pics of all three of ‘em plastered and asleep on the couches ….. but cant upload since they’ll kill me.

How was your Christmas?

We are like this only

Once upon a time, somewhere in Rural India lived a family. The Head of the Family had four wives and lots and lots of children. The girls were of course a total loss so for the interest of the story, the HOF had two sons, who were called Ram and Lakhan. The rurals are not too original. I can point out a whole lot of farming families that have sons named Ram, Lakshman, Bharat and Shatrughan or variations thereof. Of course if they have more sons, the Pandava names are roped in and once in a while a dark coloured chap is named Krishna or Gopala. However, I digress.

Lakhan is no. 16 offspring and was born to the number three wife when many of his elder sisters were already married. He has spent his entire life being bullied by his elder sisters, his mothers and also his brother’s wife. He was married off to someone from his sister-in-law’s family which puffed her up a lot, much to the disgust of his sisters. Well, in a few years he had his first son. The rurals do not count the daughters any way, (he has two of them). He works as the photocopier cum dispatch clerk at my work place. He took two weeks leave for the celebrations in April. He came back very disturbed. Apparently his sisters consulted some astrologer who predicted a grim fate for his son Rameshwar (LOL, love the name – so original).

A pooja had to be performed which required a list of 57 items. I wish I had copied the list – which was very impressive. Some of the items were

Soil trodden by the left foot of an elephant
Urine of a white buffalo
Broken bangle of a freshly made widow
Soil from the courtyard of a living churail (living female ghost)
Surf from the ocean
Banyan tree root from a chauraha (four way intersection)

These I can remember because they sounded crazy and impossible. I had a bet with another colleague (Rs.500/-) that this list could not be completed. I was sure the sisters had played a prank because they wanted to make mischief for the sister-in-laws. Well, it took our Lakhan 8 months to get the list completed, and he did. He even found a living churail! This can happen only in India!

The story of the living churail is interesting. Apparently a man had lost his wife. He dearly loved her and mourned her deeply. He refused to get married again. After a few months, his family started noticing that though the man was happy, he was wasting away. His sister-in-laws kept a close watch on him. When he went to sleep in the night, they saw someone enter his room. They peeked in and saw their dead sister in law! They freaked and ran to report to their husbands. The panchayat was called and a priest was consulted. The priest said, “When the churail comes to visit her husband, her clothes have to be burnt, otherwise he will die”. The man was quite reluctant, but ultimately gave in. One night when the woman came and got into bed with him, he threw her clothes out to the waiting ladies and the pujari who promptly burnt them.

Well, as per Lakhan, he visited this village, asked for directions to the “Churail ka ghar”, went and knocked the door. He sought her permission, explaining his problem. She graciously granted the permission, stood watching as he dug some soil from her courtyard, while rocking her son in her lap.

All I can say is WOW!!! Welcome to the 21st century!

Bored

I started writing this post when I was completely lethally bored.  My kids are out of town …. the @#$&% did not ring me up even once to inform me that they had reached safely Humph!  My boss aka Mogambo is so busy, he has completely forgotten the existence of one lonely number cruncher in the corner cabin (Man! I sound as though I actually miss being given work – I really need to get myself a life!!!) 

Out of sheer desperation and boredom I googled BORED and I got a list of questions – insane ones on this site.  Thank you internet, if it wasnt for you I would have remarried and knowing my totally suicidal taste for unsuitable but charming rogues, I would have been miserable.

Am spending the rest of the afternoon trying to answer the questions – and what do you know, being paid for it          :D

My answers are in italics.  If you are bored and wondering what to do – you can try attempt them.

Are children who act in rated ‘R’ movies allowed to see them?
Ummm, I dont think so ….

Can you make a candle out of your earwax?
Ewwwwww

When French people swear do they say pardon my English?
Hahaha, The French would commit suicide first!

Aren’t the ‘good things that come to those who wait’ just the leftovers from the people that got there first?
I dont know – I never wait, simply go for the kill

If the swat team breaks down your door do they have to replace it later?
No shit – cracked termite infested door – any body?  Lets make a crank call and get it replaced

Can it be cloudy and foggy at the same time?
I dont think so – what do you say?

“Cute as a button” Is that supposed to be a compliment? Since when are buttons cute?
You know those baby blue butterfly shaped ones … or pink glittery ones??? Ahh I give up!

Can you breathe out of your nose and mouth at the same time?
What are you trying to do, make me faint?

Are marbles made of marble? 
Nah! Glass ( I think)

Why does the last piece of ice always stick to the bottom of the cup?
I dont know – some obscure rule of Physics I guess

If you pay for a vacation and your plane crashes on the way there, do you get you money back? (Granted you lived)
In the interest of fairness, one should!

Why did Yankee Doodle name the feather in his hat Macaroni?
Ummm, pass

Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, “I think I’ll squeeze these dangly things here and drink what comes out”?
Not me dammit, that was one hell of a kinky person!

Who was the first person to say, “See that chicken over there … I’m gonna eat the first thing that comes out if its butt”?
See the answer above

Isn’t Disney World just a people trap operated by a mouse?
I agree

If electricity comes from electrons, does morality come from morons?
The dharmik mafia will kill me if I answer that

Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet soup?
You tell me!!

Can you get cornered in a round room? 
I guess one gets rounded in a round room – shit I’m getting confused here

Why do we wash behind our ears? Who really looks there?
Mommy

Why don’t the hairs on your arms get split ends?
Oh wow! Kitne velley hain hum

In that song, she’ll be coming around the mountain, who is she?
Take your pick – Cameron Diaz, Penelope Cruize, Katrina Kaif …….

Wouldn’t it be smart to make the sticky stuff on envelopes taste like chocolate?
We would eat the envelopes and never post them!

Why is Joey short for Joe, when Joey has more letters?
Hahahaha

Why is it when we talk to God we are praying, but when God talks to us we are put into the loony bin?
This one is profound

Since bread is square, then why is sandwich meat round?
You know something, this has always bugged me!

Why does a round pizza come in a square box?
Yeah!!!

Why is it that when things get wet they get darker, even though water is clear??
This is one question I never thought of asking!

Isn’t it funny how the word ‘politics’ is made up of the words ‘poli’ meaning ‘many’ in Latin, and ‘tics’ as in ‘bloodsucking creatures’?
Yes Indeed

There are so many more over there – but I am not bored any more – so back to work for me!

Ciao :D

Fashion vs Winters

DIL : I want to be warm this winter

Me : (Hiding my grin – at least trying to) There are seven weddings along with various functions.

DIL : I am going to wrap myself with lots of warm clothing.

I raise my eyebrows, but say nothing.  I swear I could feel the earth tilt a bit on its axis.  My impeccably turned out DIL wrapping herself up in shawls and sweaters at weddings and other parties!!!  That would be a sight to see…

Kid#1 and Kid#2 decided to humour her and accompanied her to shop for “sensible party wear”.  Mercifully, I am deemed still weak from surgery and did not get roped in.  They were out all evening, yes, from 4 p.m. to 11 p.m. and came back with just two shopping bags

Lady Fashionista went and got herself footwear!

“I can wear it with salwar kameez.  It wont look too bad will it?  Please tell me”

She was looking so anxious.  For her comfort means unfashionable and she would die rather than be comfortable as opposed to trendy!  I quickly assured her “They are really good, and practical too.  After the wedding you can wear them with your office clothes too”

Of course I could not shut my big trap up.  I added “If you wear warm socks and then wear these shoes, the socks wont show”.  OMG the look she gave me!!! Pheww!  I think I did myself in with those words.

Kid#2 tried to distract her by showing me the other one “Look what Bhabhi got to wear on the shaadi with her saree

Yeah we will die if we look comfortable instead of classy.

 

I rest my case

You say Potato, I say Poh tah toe

Every one loves potatoes.  This is something I can say without fear of repercussion.  Aloo, spuds, potatoe, whether they come from Haldwani or any where in the world are my everlasting love.  I seriously think the major reason for my being a lapsed Jaini is that they wanted me to feel guilty about sinking my teeth into a french fry.  Forgive me my God, but I wont let any one come between me and my aloo.

Trivia facts affirm that potatoes are second in human consumption only to rice.  I am not surprised.  Can you imagine the state of this world …. the shape of this world if there were no potatoes!!!!  I dont think I could face a world without aloo, mashed, fried, made into a tikki or stuffed into paranthas and samosas.

Forgive me and grant me leave to drool a bit.

The reason for this post was the dinner I made for the family yesterday ….

Aloo meat, raita with small cubes of aloo and tomato, capsicum suffed with (you got it) aloo.  I was geared up for someone throwing a tantrum or cries of Phir se itna boring khana, but what do you know, every thing got eaten.  

Finally, I have cracked the puzzle, downloaded the codex, got enlightened.  In order to ensure that my family eats what I cook, I have to add aloo to everything.  Hmmm may be not everything, but you get the point ….

So today lunch was aloo gobhi, kadhi (with pakoras made with besan mixed with onion and boiled aloo).  I just got an sms fm DIL saying “Wonderful lunch Mom” and Kid#2′s complaint “Why did you cook so little, I am still hungry”  I gently informed him that I had cooked some gajar halwa yesterday which should be lying in the fridge.  Another thing to get out of the way heh!

Thank goodness there will be no leftovers to deal with.  Heavenly.
MARCH 14 IS POTATO CHIP DAY.  I think it should be declared Global Holiday

Daffy-nations

We are a group of online friends, we even call ourselves by a hip and happening name – Forty Plus and Rocking.  We get together and crack very insane jokes and generally cultivate and nourish our inner child  

Wonder when we lost sight of the inner child anyway.  Its a joke, all of us still retain the corny sense of humour we had as undergraduates and much to the disgust of our offsprings, we crack insane jokes and giggle like teenagers.  A friend of mine, Diana started a game called Daffy-nations,  …. Hi Diana – I loved that game     :D

Most of these words are coined by Diana, Appy, Ulhas, Arun, Ravin, Rashmi and others.  Some are mine too.  Thanks guys

Words that dont figure in any dictionary – but should


Baldage-The proportion of hair that collects in your brush, after you cross the age of 40. No hair oil or tonic in this world can cure this condition – sigh!!

Chocostasy-The delight of discovering an extra layer of chocolate, under your hot fudge sundae.  Dig in, delightedly.

Tirestats- The calculation of the ratio of calories consumed and converted to tires around the midriff, or on the butt.

Emoticonia- The act of using only emoticons to scrap/post a response to someone who wonders what you are trying to say and sends back another emoticon. Now everyone’s happily confused.

Orkicol… the new gen fevicol that makes net-addicts stick to their pc/chairs

Owlitis – a syndrome that makes net-addicts stay awake into the wee hours of the night

Windowjugglers : Experts who can juggle-chat simultaneously on 3 or more chat windows and still make sense.

Nobb-mania – the major anger that netties experience when their broadband connection fails

GlobalWarming: A deep warming caused by constant friction between the rear end of a net-addict and the chair

Ohnokeyboardanto- the act of having to clean ants coming out of your keyboard, since you took your lunch break while blogging/orkutting

Teddyhangover- those still sleeping with stuffed toys after the age of 30.

Hairotechnics- the hairstyles adopted by some men to hide fast fading glories of a full head of luxuriant hair, famous brand ambassador Himesh Reshamiyya.

Doodledoo-The art of being able to doodle and still manage to keep trackof what your boss/senior is saying.

Owleyetechnique – The art of sleeping with your eyes wide open in a boring meeting.  Proponents of this art have also mastered the technique of looking alert and interested while practising this.

Cellophrania- act of shifiting your cell phone from one ear to the other in the hope that you will be able to hear better above the loud music emanating from someone else’s cell phone.

Silencezonia-the sudden silence that falls at a workshop/meeting while you are telling your neighbour how boring the workshop is and you plan to escape during the second half.

Phonesia-Never knowing anyone’s phone numbers now, since they are all stored on your cell phone.

Txtng – Yeah the messaging lingo full of abbreviations that freaks me out.

Keypal—So what do you call a pen pal if you never use a pen to write him (or her)? Well, if you use a keyboard, this one should work.

Subcutaneosis: getting under the skin, like the sleazy fransip requests one gets on Orkut.

Net-o-factor: This is an exponential factor….every 5 minutes of your net time seems like 60 minutes to the family

Netohungry-ism: The moment you settle down to some net-surfing, the family yells’ Is there anything to eat???…I’m hungry’!

Nostalgiatis: Frequent bouts of nostalgia…especially hits after the age of forty…., Hemant Kumar songs, Carpenters, Niel Diamond and Elvis Presley induce it a lot.

Pigstayoramia: The state of teens to keep their rooms looking like pig-sties, no matter how much you clean up after them….

Instantfixation: The current trend to find instant fixes for everything…from food to fitness et al….

Wheres-my-thingamajig-mommy-stygmatism: The inability of family to find their own stuff 
(usually right in front of their face!), normally comes along with net-o-factor

Daddykinsiloveyou-ology/Mommykinsiloveyou-ology: Erupts occasionally (frequenc varies!)…when funds are required

Gizmofixation: The fear that life will cease without a cell phone/ipod/latest gizmo

Googlitremedy: The answer to all of life’s questions…..answered in a jiffy…..

Foot-in-mouthitis … a chronic failing of mine, when I blurt out the most embarassing things without thinking.

Metabolicstagnationitis: A fearsome and deadly affliction usually hits after 40. The complete cessation of metabolism, causing fat accumulation. Aggressive measures like exercise and dieting can barely keep it at bay

Multizophrenics-  various net identities created by some flirts in the hope that they get more victims

Break-o-mania - Occurs in most homes when the Mommy figure is watching her favorite soap and will attend to the needs of the other family members only during the commercial break.

Sixpackphobic – Condition of all men after watching John Abraham in Dostana/Vin Diesel/any other gorgeous hunk

Calorificspooking : When following a rigid diet, one is confronted by delicious visions of pizza slices or chunky slices of chocolate cake dancing tantalisingly in front of your mouth.  I swear I have actually smelt them while being haunted

Convenientinesic – Occurs when I happily forget my diet when confronted by a Hot Chocolate Fudge Sundae

Rakhiship : The insurmountable desire to call any person we know/dont know Bhaisahib or Behnjee, Uncleji, Auntyjee etc

Gastrosnobbism : When people will talk knowlegeably about sushi, penne, rissoto and even know how to cook these dishes, but not be able to cook a simple dal and sabzi

Fitnessmafia : Most of these people are slim, fit and live for the sweat and feel so virtuous about it, and love to poke fun about other peoples lack of fitness.

The above leads to related syndromes like

Buttsizephobia : Fairly obvious, frequently occurs when said person cant fit into his skinny-fit jeans 

Ihateumania : When confronted by a rival’s slim look after a succesful slimming programme

 

Can you suggest any?

Proof that I have way too much time on my hands

A proverb, from the Latin proverbium, also called a byword or a nayword, is a simple and concrete saying popularly known and repeated, which expresses a truth based on common sense. Source Wikipedia

While some proverbs rock, others clearly need to be discarded, and some need a fresh coat of paint.  Let me explain :

  • Hunger is the best cook …. not really.  A person who is hungry is more likely to slap some stuff on bread and wolf it down with a soda or juice….. or eat some fast food.
  • What is sauce for the goose is sauce for the gander ……. unless one of them has some kind of an allergy to the sauce.  Then we could change it to sauce for the goose is poison for the gander
  • Practise makes you perfect – now this is bullshit.  In my experience Practise makes you careless
  • A woman’s place is in the home.  Any practical man will know from experience that he will get no dinner and will probably have to sleep on the couch for a long long time if he said that to his wife.
  • Absence makes the heart go fonder – not really.  Absence makes the heart go wander.
  • Appearances are deceptive.   I dont think so – unless you are a bad judge of the human race.  First impressions are 80% bang on target.
  • Bad news travels fast.  Dudes, any news in this day and age travels fast.
  • Business before pleasure.  Why? I’d rather combine both.
  • Christmas(Diwali) comes once a year.  Sigh!!!  Tell that to my kids.  They think its every day.
  • Crime does not pay.  That is such a bigggg lie.  It does …… in crores.
  • Turn the other cheek.  To any one who believes that I will just say SUCKER!!!!
  • Early to bed, early to rise ……….. makes me tired, sleepy and out of touch with television and the world
  • Money is the root of evil.  Why?  Money is good and buys you happiness and security.  I think greed is the root of evil.  Money gets bad press.
  • Advice is cheap.  I know rich consultants, I am sure they get huge money for their advice
  • Too many cooks spoil the broth = Can be changed to – Too many clicks spoil the browser
I have read some good ones forwarded by friends or on the net.  I do not know where to give credit but am adding some of them to this blog
  • Men are from earth, so are women.  Deal with it.
  • Eat well, stay fit, die anyway
  • I was born intelligent.  Education ruined me.
  • A clear conscience usually means a bad memory
  • Artificial Intelligence is no match for human stupidity
  • Age is a very high price to pay for maturity
  • If at first you dont succeed, get new batteries
  • A penny saved is not much
  • Laugh and the whole world laughs with you, cry and you have to blow your own nose
  • When the blind lead the blind, get out of the way
  • A bird in your hand … is going to poop
  • Better late than pregnant