Monday, April 26, 2010

Money.
It makes the world go around apparently. Forgive me for being naive, but i thought love made the world go round.
Anyway i hate the fact that Mumbai isnt winning the finals because they are fixed. Because obviously people would rather have money. Which is something i dont get. Apparently its all about something much "bigger" than a game, or a trophy, or a deserving person. Its about money.
My dad told me a week ago that Chennai would win, because the kind of money that has been put on Mumbai is insane and the underworld cant afford to lose that so obviously Mumbai would lose. Up until about ten minutes ago i was still debating with him, challenging him, and rooting for Mumbai. Now I've given up and I'm just disgusted. It's a little too late to be growing up i know, but i hate the fact that this world revolves around money. And it only does so because we make it revolve around money.
Now, i'm not denying that money is great and all of that.  I just have two points. Money is the root of most evil, and money should never come into somethings- relationships and things of merit.
Mumbai deserves to win. They've been fantastic this year. And i hate the fact that they would have won if they were the underdogs, because then the big people would all go home happy with a lot of money.
And no, i'm saying this as a disheartened supporter. If Chennai wins the final due to their brilliance i'll be happy for them. But Chennai is only winning the final because of Mumbai. So i do believe its fixed. Because i dont see why Sachin would get out so stupidly. I dont see why the MI team would drop three catches with such great stupidity that you'd think they were the bottom team and not the table toppers. I dont see why Saurabh Tiwary would hit a ball straight to a fielder at mid-wicket. I dont see why they havent sent Keiron Pollard out till now.
So yeah, i'd have no issues if Chennai won on their own strength, because if you don't realise, i would be a lot happier too to see the world not revolving around money. It would be a show of excellent sportsmanship from the Chennai side. And i would be able to go to bed peacefully.
So much for being happy.

Tuesday, April 20, 2010

Time really flies. My baby niece is three yers old today, which is so shocking because it was barely yesterday when she was crawling all over the place and now she wants to do gymnastics. :)
The fact that time flies annoys me. It constantly reminds me how we only have this moment, how tomorrow like today will fly away. Its not so nice to realise that i'm turning nineteen. Soon.
What is ironic though is the number of hours i waste attempting to put my pointless thoughts into words, as i continue my efforts to come up with something, that is a five on ten. And yes, this means that i'm officially back to working on TUCS.
I know it's all about seizing the moment and capturing now, and everything. I know how its now or never. I know how we are supposed to live in today because who knows what will happen tomorrow. I know all of that. I also know that if we spend too much time wondering, before we know it our lives will be over.
But sometimes, just sometimes, some things are just worth waiting for, and somethings are just meant to be, only in the future, however bleak and uncertain and out of our grasp it may be. Sometimes.

Friday, April 16, 2010

'Hey there beautiful'!!! ;)
I'm hoping that this might just cheer you up a little and maybe we'll be done with the "happyfuckingnote" and the "insert swear word" bit.
So parents can get a little crazy at times. Who knows that better than us?! And considering how we're dealing with everything we're dealing with, you think they'd spare us sometimes.
But of course life doesn't work that way.
We have annoying days, irritating days, weird days, moody days and just days.
So hang in there and maybe things will get better. Also if you dont meet me before leaving i'll hate you for the rest of eternity. Which probably wasnt the greatest thing to say to make you feel better i know but...
Technically though we really cant do anything about our parents. The only thing we can do is just make sure that we are better parents to our kids.
On second thoughts, considering what we're like i can only imagine what our kids will be like so i see how that is going to be a problem too!
But well, what i want to say is that we'll always have each other if that's any consolation. :)

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

I was extremely tempted to write that improper planning and non availability of power only further leads to increasing costs when compared to price trends which plunges the economy into an abyss of losses which would further detoriate the situation of recession. Then I realised that this was an Economics paper for St. Francis College for Women and not an exhaustive report on the country’s economic situation that was going to be read by the likes of Kapil Sibal and Omar Abdullah, both of them being politicians I admire.

My paper went really well, because the Ricardian theory of rent came and I love that answer. It took me almost an hour and 8 A3 sides to finish that 20 mark answer so I really think that that theory is special. Invigilating us today was a certain aJeeb Ma’am who apparently hates anyone and everyone with a vengeance. Francis that way is a pretty weird place to be in. Considering how I’m a pretty weird person and how I find Francis pretty weird I think both the pretty weirds nullify each other making Francis a normal place to be in which I find hard to believe. =]

As I’m walking down the steps to yoga class, I’m thinking about what a shopaholic said- ‘Born Indian, Buy Indian, Do Indian’ which if you must know was in reference to her maid wanting to do ‘pocha’ with a mop, instead of the traditional bucket and cloth method. While I wasn’t exactly thinking about pocha styles, I was thinking about how we love to criticize our country. OMG India doesn’t have this, it doesn’t know how to do that, and we’ll never be able to get this etc etc. In about 4 years from now, the majority of the Indian population will be the working population i.e the age group of 16-65. That I believe is our time to shine, only if we all haven’t fled to the West before the shine time arrives.

I can’t get the song ‘Papa Kehte Hain’ out of my head. It keeps popping up at all odd times. I think this is obviously because of Karan and Vishal and the time I spend thinking about Shall Run, but the thing is that they are already famous, with the Shall Run empire. So technically the song doesn’t apply to them no?

I believe in Fate a lot. Which is obvious considering how my blog is titled Fate. I was brought up believing in Fate and hard work both, but I do like to blame Fate once in a while for the things that happen in my large extended family. I’m seriously thinking of scrapping ‘The Unnamed Corporate Story’ and working on a family pot-boiler which has everything from poisoning to police stations and parental conflicts and honeymoon couples, card rooms, construction and cars.

Also considering how my parents and I have taken almost all our major decisions through chits, I’m surprised that they didn’t name me using chits. And now when I suggest chits, all I get is two dirty looks. I can't help it. I really do miss picking chits. The motivation speech that my mom was giving to me in GVK One really resembled a Hindi movie pot-boiler, complete with stuff about the enjoying the future by working hard now. There came a point where I did actually ask her to stop because there were people looking for the cameras since they thought we were the lead actors. =]

There is one leading English newspaper daily that claims that Sania-Shoaib are already married, while the largest circulated English daily in South India claims that the marriage might be put off. Why does everybody report differently? It only confuses me when all I want to do is drink coffee and read about what is happening all around me. Also I'm dying to watch IPL but I don't think that I'm very lucky for KKR although my dad is. He, being he, refuses to watch their matches, ensuring that they lose.

There is some kind of happiness in eating your own parathas. I’ve never been happier eating Chicken 65 and paratha as I was today, simply because I made it. Ditto with the brownies. Now all I need to do is to learn how to make the chicken as well., so that we don’t have to keep calling the Ex Stone Valley Canteen Cook – Antaryami, (I swear that is his name) every time I’m starving which is pretty much all the time considering all the swimming that’s been happening.

I finally found the perfect twist for ‘The Unnamed Corporate Story’ because when I discussed what I had in mind, my dad said it was perfectly possible, which removed all the doubts from my mind. This also means that I won’t have to ‘iron out the details’ of a love puppy as Miss I-have-copyright-on-lovechild suggested which honestly is a huge relief, because it means I can get back to writing finally. Love puppies aren’t exactly as motivating as corporate troubles. This doesn’t mean that I’m going to be mailing it to the two people who want to know what happens anytime soon because I want to be a little sadistic.

Oh and then there is also the small problem that writing such a big problem requires a lot of research and patience, neither of which I like. Considering how long I had to wait to get, discuss, and finalize the idea, and the execution hasn’t even started, I think it’s only fair that you guys have to wait for some time to read it.