Tag Archives: Weekends

Randomness – Friendship etc etc

So the weekend that was deserves a mention – you decide whether it needs to be read or not. I just want to document this for me.

A very happy 3 days – a perfect end to the year and a perfect start to it too.

Friendly Friday – 30th Dec

We informed the evil boss that we were off from work at 2:30 and he just had to deal with it.

My BFF from my graduation P was in town – down from London. I don’t remember when i last met her – 2 years ago maybe. Both of us are “pathetic phone keeping in touchers” so we barely talk. But somehow when we meet, it’s like we are the same nut/p combination from college, no awkward silences, no u don’t call me, no why didn’t u meet me last time. I think this is just a lovely free free friendship we have!

Later that evening,we were to have a reunion of our MBA friends – i have to admit, i was not too keen calling them boring and all and i was mentioning that to a friend of mine who is also an MBA types and she mentioned how her batchmates were always trying to outdo one another with their job titles, square foot of flats etc.

And i realized nope these guys were not that like that.

i was just being stupid. Somewhere i have a lot of affection for most of my batchmates – i may not want to meet them on a daily basis but they were such an important part of my life for 2 years and will always have a piece of my heart

And boy am i glad i went – we had a blast. The guys got so “nicely high” (me i was the designate driver) -we talked of college crushes, pulled each others legs and it felt so good! I was made to tell the tale of a very non-existent “romantic” story of the Tall one and me!!

We meet again as a larger crowd sometime this month and i will look forward to it

And that was my Friday

SAturday – 31st Dec – While the world planned its party ways and clothes – we went to Khandala in our new car (oops did i just let that slip in) for lunch! Lunch done – we drove right back. Did i say “we”. Sorry the tall one drove back while i slept like there was no tomorrow.

We welcomed New years as grown ups do – ummm ok loosers do – watching Big Boss! A quick hug at 12 and our eyes were back on the TV.

But there was something nice to this – no drunkenness, no struggling for space, no searching for one another in a crowd. here we were just the 2 of us – pizza, garlic bread, and beer to add to the party!

Sunday – 1st Jan – Spoke to all and sundry in the family and then headed for some fantastic seafood! oooh, ooh and the highlight of my life i found a fish shop that delivers fresh fish home. Soo exciting!!! Sherlock Holmes and a hot coffee made my evening!

I can’t really remember what i did on Sunday evening but i am guessing the amnesia is because it must have been fairly dull!

When i read this post, i wonder what made this weekend feel so good – it was like most other weekends, yet it was not. 2012 you look promising don’t ya!

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Growing up

You know you are growing up or rather growing old:

1) When u recognize the books a girl appearing for her 11th standard exams is cramming for and with a start realize you studied from that book 13 years ago!

2) You see your first offer letter and realize that it is 7 years old

3)You realize that there are sooo many people younger to you in office.

4) You realize your MBA batchmates are attending “sport’s day” in their kids school

5) You are no longer asked why/when you aint having a baby because people assume there are some “issues”

6) Your paunch is assumed to be a “baby bump” – maybe that’s when you know you are growing fat

7) When a fellow “Why should i have a baby before 30” club member deserts the group. You know who you are!!! u deserter…..hmmmph. Same for you Oh office colleague

8 ) Your conversations with your buddies are no longer around “partying” and clothes and u begin to “mention” things u cooked,

9) When you enter the most happening disc in town and the average age goes up

You know somethings never change when:

When Friday evening approaches and u feel the same ok similar excitement as the last day before the holidays

Thursday evening seems like the night before your last exam when u just can’t get down to studying.

Have a great weekend people!

When i thought 10 was better than 9

So yesterday the clumsy oaf in me subconsciously wondered why do we need 10 fingers or 10 toes. In my quest to satisfy my curiosity, i bumped against a wooden standee and cut the fourth toe on my left leg. and Not in one but multiple directions. I have to tell u looking down at my foot and having flesh stare back at you may not be worth the curiosity

So the husband arrived with all the requisite drama around where, why, what??? and carted me off to the hospital and this is where the post goes into bullet points

The fun parts

1. Got the most brilliant wheel chair ride from the Emergency room to the X-ray room. Was so fun…am thinking of availing the ride when i go back to get the stitches checked
2. Anaesthesia makes the world go around and accounts for a chirpy nut
3. 8 stitches is apparently a big deal…Ahh u non war veterans…this is kid’s play for me and results in lots of sympathy
4.The Tall one’s unending service
5. And of course the Day off work…Ha! I can now devote myself to Cityville…
6. oooh and i have something to blog about

The Blah’s
1. The tall one has to travel tonight and i got go tomm to visit the doc…phew the logistics of being langda tyagi
2. Me pretty feet are now gonna be scared for life…Boooo Hoooo
3. Bathing is going to be a b****
4. I think i am forgetting something — Ahh the pain when the painkillers and anaesthesia wears off

The Why’s
1. Wonder why i got the TT shot on the posterior where as the Tall One got his in the arm…I thought bum shots were for kids…am i being told something?
2. Why can’t i wear shoes?
3. Why does this have to happen when i start enjoying the gym?
4. Why does Anaesthesia wear off?
5. Why is everyone scolding me? I can’t help it?

ok…so finally in conclusion…i would like to inform you that the Yay’s may be many…but i recommend sticking on too all of your ten toes and fingers

And yes i am medicated…

ooh and in other ways to torture myself this weekend…i watched yamla pagla deewana….Oh yes my dearies that’s what u call an “exciting weekend”…!!

And i leave u with these thoughts – be careful for what you wish for

Hurricane baby turns 1

Dear Baby Hurricane,

I still remember the day ur dad announced to us – that they were going to have a baby. i remember feeling a little like – “why god why” -(Joey from friends style). Gone were the impromptu weekend plans, the late night tabboo and teen patti sessions, dinner parties, the going away on a holiday…Sigh! i remember not wanting one of us to grow up.

But i can proudly say we have done all of the above mentioned things even with u around…except the impromptu weekend plans…which we never made anyway…u know with ur dad around – impromptu plans are thrown out of the window.

And i think all this is a testimony to what a wonderful baby you are. You never once wimpered on the long drive to panchgani, you never once cried or slept thru our boistorous tabboo, jenga and teen patti sessions, you slept thru your first movie in the movie hall as a three month old, you let ur mommy and daddy go out for dinner, you endured the smoke and noise in goa…

And yesterday sigh u turned One!

I can’t believe it’s been a year – a year since an excited Tall one and an excited Mema (Me – In malayalam – mema means father/mother’s younger sister) came to meet you. Yesterday as your “Happy Burrday” cake was being cut, i felt my eyes go wet! i dont know why…they just did.

Of course the mood changed when i heard this really cute song and saw u dancing in that nut’s daddy’s handsalbeit with a frowny face.

I sometimes wonder why i we adore u…is it just coz u are such a munchkin or is it coz ur dad & mom are the bestest couple friends we have. or is because we have watched u grow in ur mommy’s tummy and then watched u grow from a ugly little bean like thing to the round little golgappa.

Maybe cause we watched u grow in fascination despite while these 2 beer guzzling, tabboo and teen patti playing adults grapplled with this whole parenting business. We watched ur mom play with you like u were a toy…right from annoying you with booties…yes we will spank her. We watched ur dad proudly talk about his “son”. We watched them evolve into “real” adults.

Somewhere in a small way, u changed us too..I can’t help but smile when u show me those six little teeth…including the four which bit me real hard. Thinking of you take ur first steps makes me feel proud.

Baby boy – u may not “technically” be family but u hold a special place in our hearts..and we both love it when u recognize us more than your grandparents (Ha!) and jump into our hands. Yes, we are pathetic like that and all.

May the world let u remain the happy little baby…may ur cute little frown remain and if u are really really lucky…may u stop looking like ur father and look a little bit more like ur beautiful mom.

God bless mah little hurricane,

Lots of love
Mema
(p.s. when u grow up u will realize i am better than the TAll one and jump more into my hands…hmmmph why him more than me – of course we keep score)

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Now i know u guys well and No this is not an indicator that i am ready for a baby…my next post shall proove that..!!!!

My take on everything

There is a total dearth of exciting things happening around me – a surprisingly cooperative Tall one, a seemingly sane Cheeni, the same work cribs, no wordless pics, no political or social affairs i feel strongly about- Damn i have nothing to blog about!

So in an attempt to prevent my blog was disappearing off the face of this earth – i have decided to review all the things i did/saw this weekend.

To start off with

Indian Ocean concert – They played at hard rock on friday evening. While some head banged, sang along, woo hoo ed and clicked snaps… there was one girl (u who dont agree and say woman – click on the cross on the top right) who didn’t get it…yes they have a couple of memorable songs – Kandisa and Ruk Jao Bande which she did sing along to…(i say the melody she creates) but most of the time she was engrossed in how the teeny-boppers of the world acted oh so cool with their oversized bags, low jeans, strappy dresses. A little bit of “Excuse me”, instead of rudely pushing someone might not drastically affect your cool quotient..me thinks.To add to all her agonies, her pwetty-pwetty red high heeled shoes were just the wrong accessory for a concert which required her to stand from 9 to 1…Sob…my feet still hurt and no i will not buy an Indian ocean CD! and yes i will lecture teeny boppers on manners…and the embarrassed Tall one and Cheeni can continue to pretend not to know me…

Onto the movie reviews

Aisha – Please dont ostracize me but i enjoyed it. I love a chick flick and i quite enjoyed it. The story line seems to be pretty much copied inspired from Clueless. i dont get why no reviewer sees this similarity and continues to say it’s based on Emma. Hello -makeover of new girl in town, hooking her up with guy interested in you while she is actually likes someone else, she then falling for the guy u like but dont know that u like…Hello Hello?? Clueless!! While i dont think there is much to rave about the acting…what acting…they needed to be pretty much be themselves..i have to add Abhay Deol is drool worthy and does quite a good job of playing the meanie boy..Sonam well she looks like she needs some food! (I dont like thin people! – grapes are not green and all)

Once upon a time in Mumbai – i read reviews comparing it to Satya. No Way Ho-Se/Jo-se?? ( i have always wanted to say this…just dont know how to spell it). Maybe it’s coz i saw the late night show and couldn’t appreciate the “art”.OUTIM is nice (for lack of a better word)…and while it is set in the 1970/80’s – something about the mannerisms of the cast – i can’t pin point just doesnt seem to reflect that period. P.s. Kangana was too thin for an actress of that time…just saying that’s all!

Comedy Store in Mumbai – Now this i totally recommend. In my books, it’s the latest hip thing to do.The comedy store at lower parel has stand up comedy acts (pretty much on the lines of those seen in Seinfield) and is definitely worth a visit if not for anything but at least for novelty value. Sit in the front row at your own risk!

Oh and finally a restaurant review – Kangna in Westin (goregaon E) – I will say this for all the restaurants (Kangna/Seasonal taste) in Westin, if not for the view and the ambience they would be empty. The food is average and non memorable. The view overlooking arrey colony is a delight during the day time – lush green and in the night the highway is a pretty picture…lights and all!

and before u think i get more than 48 hours for a weekend…i visited the comedy store the week before last

and none of the comedians were too thin! I like that place

Oh and just to add mention i bought 5 pairs of shoes at the lifestyle sale – and that too for just 2,500 – Sighhh…i love sales!

Panchgani, Parenting and Posing!

One of the things i love about Mumbai is the number of weekend getaways that are just a couple of hours away – while most of them don’t boast of too many things to do – it is always fun to get away from the mad mad city and chill out with good friends or maybe just your spouse.

So the last weekend – four of us couples decided to go to Panchgani. Our friends R & A are 5 months old parents with the most adorable baby – Baby R…and it was very interesting to watch them do this whole parenting thing. They are the first of our friends (who we generally hang out with) to do this baby business and it is funny to see the beer loving, fun-loving, and “us” kind of people do this whole responsibility thing. A who i knew as a lazy lump, who spoke eloquently and decisively on all financial matters coochie coo a little baby!!! R who was always ready to kick butt in Teen pati/Taboo – give up on a game to catch up on some much-needed sleep or be with baby R!!!!…umm funny

But i must say i am so proud of the way R is handling things. She has a maid who come along on the trip (another first for us!) and i am so proud of the fact that R is such a hands on mom. The maid is literally a carrier of baby bags, the person who holds the dhakkan of the bottle while the milk is prepared, the person who wants dal chawal while we eat strawberries and fantastic pizzas…and yes the person who was with the baby for the half hour R decided to play with us while the baby slept. I love the fact that she is not dependent on the maid and she is the baby’s mommy full-time. Of course things will change when she gets back to work but i am confident she will work it out.

However i see the stress in R – the generally calm R gets irritated fairly quickly and has been taking it out on A – A has received quite a few earfuls in public view (Shudder shudder wonder what happens behind closed doors?) and i am so proud of A for the fact that he never once reacted or said anything back. In fact he goes out of the way to be nice to R, help her, offer to buy her flowers to get back into good books. (p.s. big step for the kanjus boy). Love i tell u is not easy…

It is scary though coz i know i have the potential to react the way R does to situations (Maybe not in public view but react still). I dont want to be ‘tana maroing’ the Tall one and he being nice. I want us both to not feel the stress but enjoy the baby, enjoy parenthood…But then again i dont have one of those small things…so i guess idealism is easy!

Btw for the record i think R & A are doing a fab job and baby R is such a coochie moochie soochie coo that i might just eat him up before he gets more adorable. It is so touching the way a baby laughs when u just look at them or say anything from “coochie coo” to “Kya ho raha hai” to the baby – how can u ignore such a doll..we spent most of the trip talking nonsense to baby R just to see his toothless smile. And what a baby sirji! he cried for 5 mins in the 2 day trip, never does susu on u, happily comes to all (including me!!!), smells divine, and has toes that will comfortably fit into my mouth to be chewed off.

So other than judging parenting skills – we did the usual – boat ride at night, teen patti where yours truly well and truly lost, slept in, visited table top, saw the pandavas foot marks (For the record – they had really tiny feet), ate, drank, debated endless “plans for the day” which we never did anyway, went in search of the last strawberries of the season and took countless posing snaps! Oh yeah – we walked past Arbaaz Khan, some of us posed with Vinod Khanna and we made search parties who would spot Salman Khan. The tall one spotted his arm getting into the car and i saw his car drive off! Yes we shared our residence with the movie crew of Salman’s new movie with Shatrugan Sinha’s daughter. (p.s. no we aint rolling in money, salman had heard that i would be there and downgraded himself to stay near me)

All in all – a good relaxing fun trip!

btw a tip to all who visit Panchgani – Buy the strawberry jam from hotel ravine…it is divine with real strawberry pieces! and while u are at it get me one too. And do visit Panchgani soon coz My stock is depleting at a very fast rate