Monthly Archives: December 2010

Didi, my life is over*

So the last weekend, the Tall one and I were heading over in swiffy reddy (our little red swift) to watch this highly intellectual movie called “Break Ke Baad” – when i found out that “Didi my life is over”….Ok so lets rewind a few minutes.

The nut is all dressed up – (Yes both eyeliner and lipstick are in place + mascara added for the full effect) and decides that it’s time to look at herself. So she moves the rear view mirror away from the driver (Tall one) to admire her so wonderfully put eyeliner – no caterpillar legs patterns and all. The Tall one protests and is ignored. Come on – looking at me is definitely a better use of the rear view mirror than looking at traffic.

Anyway as she admires her artwork – she sees….A GREY HAIR. There in my widow’s peak sitting prettily was my first grey hair.

She looked in astonishment – the words ringing in her head – “my life is over”. She shows it to the Tall One who starts laughing. He is mighty thrilled that she finally has grey hair.

Nut: “You meanie…how can u laugh so – i am now old and i dont even have a baby. You are not even feeling sad for me”
Tall one: “Hahahahahahaa – you expect me to feel sad when i got my first grey hair at 15???”

The Nut feels tears pricking her eyes as she sees her youth zoom past her. She can envisage herself creating a tag called “old age”. Soon there are tears – tears of deep sorrow from the Nut and tears of laughter from the Tall One.

You see, you hafta to understand – for the Nut, her jet black hair is the one sigh of her youth. The body resembles a 52 year old, the deep wisdom and maturity on her face doesn’t let her pass off as a teeny bopper either…So it was all about the hair and that was gone!!!

Anyway the big big tears totally ruined the beautiful non caterpillar eyeliner and the mascara made the Nut look like something from the exorcist.

With the husband being uncooperative about sympathy and all, the janani was called upon –
Nut sobbing: “Maaammmaaaa you know i got my first grey hair…i am now old”
Mama realizing that this was genuine sorrow: “No baby one grey hair is not old”
Do i sense a brave attempt at attempting to stop a laugh there 😦
Mama:“Where is the hair baby?”
Nut: “My widow’s peak. See i told you i should have shaved off the widow’s peak. then this would have never happened”
Mama“No baby that’s really lucky to get a grey hair on the widow’s peak”
Yes mom i may cry for so called life changing silly reasons but i am not 10 to believe that
Nut sensing that there is no real sympathy there hangs up.
However as a parting short a sms was sent to the Mater – You are now older coz you have an old baby

The rest of the drive was spent analyzing THE HAIR – a curious one indeed, black at the roots, grey in between and Black at the end…Huh???

The hair was tied in various modes to check what hides the grey hair.

Then it was decided that the grey hair was actually quite distinguished and added to the wisdom of the nut and should be elegantly displayed. So the hair was re-tied in various modes.

All this was with frequent interruptions from the Tall one who kept trying to hijack the rear view mirror…! i tell u he was at his most uncooperative…what with the laughing and hijacking and all.

So anyway for the next 2-3 days the eyeliner putting talents were not admired – it was all about the hair. The hair in sunlight, dark light, medium light – all the lights…and somewhere the nut starting feeling some affection for this little weirdo….the feeling of wisdom kept growing

Come Wednesday – a good 5 days after the incident. The Nut decided to put a facemask and was washing it away and noticed some hair had facemask on it and needed a good scrub

and that’s when it struck her….

The wisdom from the grey hair disappeared, the distinguished elegant look given a break for some years to come

and the Nut remembered a stray hair which had come in the way while she was bleaching her face!!!

yes folks that explains the black root and the black end and the grey in between.

Sigh and that’s what was up with me the whole of last weekend. Do you really blame me for not blogging. I mean i had like one strand of her to keep analyzing.

*Refers to the garnier ad when the girl notices her first grey and goes running to her sister saying – “Didi my life is over” until her wise sister recommends garnier colour something. So there!

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Hey you,

It’s me – the person who probably knows you the best.

You will be 30 soon-yes, it’s more than a year away but a little advance planning has never hurt. It’s also the end of the year when you receive your annual assessment.

You started off the year well – you lost weight, had a healthy glow, the two of you made your home look so pretty. everything was organized. This looked like the year of growing up – didn’t it?

But life is never going to keep it that easy is it? There has to be the But

There came the change at the work place and the words “work life balance” seemed as mythical as the gardens of Babylon. Exercise was screwed up, the kilos piled on, you were exhausted, the organized life took a toss. and it’s all back to square one. The good work done “for you” was wiped off!

But i am so proud of how hard you worked this year – especially in the second half and it has been tough. I was there with you when u shed tears in the bathroom at being denied 12 days leave instead of 10 days! I was there when you were expected to work despite being unwell and there when you were given all the useless gyaan by so-called wise people. I was there when he called up every 15 mins to follow-up on your work.

But boy am i proud of how well you handled him, am i proud of how hard you have worked this year…But babe u need to take a decision and you know it.

So before you turn 30 – yes, it is more than a year away…but then again a little advance planning has never hurt anyone

  • Take a decision on your work – think about your priorities – maybe this role is fantastic but is it worth all that it demands. Take a decision and bear the consequences, don’t be miserable no more
  • Get a little more organized at home. Go grocery shopping else you will order in. Make your home pretty and for chriss sakes…put the goddamn paintings up
  • Exercise – at least some everyday – stop making excuses…at least 15 mins..you owe it to the girl who wants to wear those really cool clothes which are available only in smaller sizes
  • Take the steps at work…some part of your body will thank you
  • Swim – You love it so why not?
  • You are growing old – and yes your skin is well-behaved but stop taking it for granted. Be regular with removing makeup and moisturizing..and yes wear sun screen…ooh ooh is brushing your teeth at night asking for too much
  • Call the grannies more often. You know how happy they sound when you call. and while you are at do call the MIL more often. She is family
  • Eat fruits as a habit, not an obligation. Vege’s will do you good too and do you think you can say goodbye to aerated drinks – pesticides, sugar etc.
  • Pre-pay your home loan
  • Dress up once in a while – it wont kill you
  • Read more
  • Sleep more
  • Blog more and keep it true to you
  • Watch less TV, STOP playing Facebook games and Facebook snooping…in short I am telling you to get a life
  • Laugh and live it up. Be the positive person you are!
  • So here you are – bringing in your last year in the twenties and i am rooting for you girl!

    Love Me

    p.s. This is my fifty post – and i thought i should dedicate it to Me!!! Thank you guys for making blogging such a fun experience for me

    p.p.s In case you were wondering – i was in Sri Lanka and didn’t want my fifty post to be – Bye am off to Sri Lanka.