I just finished a Mills & Boon. I've read three of them so far... including this one. My reaction at the end of it is always the same - I end up throwing the book as far as I can fling it and think to myself "what utter rubbish!"So sue me, I needed something light to read. Instead I ended up with harebrained garbage disguised as printed pages of a book.
In all three books the plot has been the same, the woman is always amazingly, unimaginably beautiful but for some reason is not a model or a hollywood actress but instead something impossible like a cleaner or a secretary. The main guy is ALWAYS the most handsome creature ever alive (considering the number of these books, that makes it a lot of guys hankering for the top spot!) and always over six feet tall and of course every bit of him muscled up, even his eyelids!So anyway, the woman always falls in love with the guy on first sight but hates herself for doing so pretends to hate him. The guys is always a brute who has also secretly fallen in love with the woman on first sight and is brute so that she doesn't find out.... etc etc. You get the idea.
These books are supposed to be, you know, teenage stuff.. stuff that giggly schoolgirls dream about and hence read these books and imagine themselves turning into swans from ugly ducklings and finding their knight and what not. I just think that if such kinds of girls exist someone please replace the scrambelled eggs that are substituting for brains with some real grey cells!
December 02, 2006
October 24, 2006
my mom on orkut???!!!
my mums' quite a colourful character so she ends up being the subject of most of my posts.
She wants to join orkut now, pose as some 24 year old who goes by some fictitious name or something like that. ??!!!?? wtf?
maybe this is what mid life crisis is like
I had to tell her its illegal to do something like that online. Thankfully she believes me. so far.
She wants to join orkut now, pose as some 24 year old who goes by some fictitious name or something like that. ??!!!?? wtf?
maybe this is what mid life crisis is like
I had to tell her its illegal to do something like that online. Thankfully she believes me. so far.
July 28, 2006
Naturally disastrous...
Ok I've had enough of being called a walking disaster, clumsy, having two left feet, disaster prone, accident prone, everythingbad prone but sadly enough, it is true. I hate admitting this and whenever something happens that justifies these names I always think that it will be the last time, how I'll prove everyone wrong and then laugh in their faces when they expect me to break something and I don't. It really doesn't happen that way.
I don't only break things; I lose them, leave them in places they should never have been in the first place or emit some strange energy that makes them act quite extraordinarily. I could have sold my life story to the X-Files screenwriters. Damn. Too late.
I have driven my mother insane by ruining all her nice china!That's the least of my sins actually, my worst would have to be when my passport mysteriously disappeared when I was studying in Canada. Actually no that could compete with the time I spilled beer on my brand new amazingly hi-tech and amazingly expensive laptop and effectively killed it.
Then there was this one time when I could do nothing but laugh at my own stupidity. I went to take my luggage out of the car from the trunk. So I took the keys, opened the trunk, took the keys out put them in the trunk, took my suitcase out and promptly shut the trunk with the keys in it!!! Well the rest can be left to imagination only that the spare set had to be sent from 80km away in another car.
My repertoire does include missing flights, losing books, breaking all forms of utensils, crushing my glasses to bits, washing contact lenses and goldfish down the sink drains, spewing a mouthful of water over my manager and the like.
I guess there is no hope. I give up. I will have to buy plastic utensils my whole life and stay very far from most electrical equipment.
I don't only break things; I lose them, leave them in places they should never have been in the first place or emit some strange energy that makes them act quite extraordinarily. I could have sold my life story to the X-Files screenwriters. Damn. Too late.
I have driven my mother insane by ruining all her nice china!That's the least of my sins actually, my worst would have to be when my passport mysteriously disappeared when I was studying in Canada. Actually no that could compete with the time I spilled beer on my brand new amazingly hi-tech and amazingly expensive laptop and effectively killed it.
Then there was this one time when I could do nothing but laugh at my own stupidity. I went to take my luggage out of the car from the trunk. So I took the keys, opened the trunk, took the keys out put them in the trunk, took my suitcase out and promptly shut the trunk with the keys in it!!! Well the rest can be left to imagination only that the spare set had to be sent from 80km away in another car.
My repertoire does include missing flights, losing books, breaking all forms of utensils, crushing my glasses to bits, washing contact lenses and goldfish down the sink drains, spewing a mouthful of water over my manager and the like.
I guess there is no hope. I give up. I will have to buy plastic utensils my whole life and stay very far from most electrical equipment.
March 28, 2006
streak of madness
I think madness runs in the family. I was convinced that I was the only one whose days ran into one another, nights were days, days were a myth after all and I was slowly losing it.... that is till I saw some posts by cousins in their blogs. I am fairly satisfied now. This weird cousin I have, is my biggest reassurance. ... but then the thought haunts me that he can get away with all his madness because people with Mensa IQ are supposed to be lunatics. i think he fits the definition.... by a long shot.
Thought I'd feel better looking at my sister's post.. but then I ain't the one who's salary's getting doubled. I'll have to pay people to let me work for them.
And that finance exam. .. it's not as simple as not getting the finance gene... that sadist up above ( is he/she/whatever there anyway? that can be another post.. for now I'll keep the faith) decided that i'll get the ANTI-finance gene. This is me giving my finance exam -
i see I have to do 8 out of 11 questions. not bad. choice! whoooop te do. then I actually did the mistake of reading the paper. Should have just followed a friend's philosophy and not looked at my question paper but my neighbours answer sheet.
so this is my reaction after reading the paper - oh f#$@!.
next i have to make major decisions. Not which questions I have to do, but which questions my neighbours are doing. Is PC taking an extra sheet?? phew! he is.. thank god ... he can give me his first answer sheet.bastard. he also knows just one question. good enough.. . more than what I know.
ok so i've written whatever I knew, I've copied whatever I could... now I'll sit and underline some random bits and make the paper prettier. maybe, just maybe the guy is too bored to evaluate it and will look at my nice answer sheet and give me marks.
who am i fooling. he's going to give me a D out of pity.whatever, i'm past caring. Here's my bloody paper mr. invigilator, please feel free to use it to wipe u'r ass.
Tomorrow: open book exam. Time to drink
February 23, 2006
of mums and marriages
so how freaky is it when your mum sneaks up on you with an article about "Finding Mr Right" from some inane magazine and wants to - 'discuss' - it. Those are her precise words. Discuss?? discuss what?
She wanted to know what's my criteria for marrying a guy so that she could find one for me. Hello?? .. am I missing something here? Can someone tell me what's the logic in her knowing MY preferences so that SHE can look for a guy. Someone please enlighten me.
she poses seemingly hypothetical situations to me.... something like this-
Mother: So say there is this one guy, just suppose you know, NOT that there is one, but let's just SAY there is.
Me: .. uhhh ok.. go on
Mum: and this completely non existent guy has a good job, is ok looking, has lots of money (i'm thinking here ... where did that money come from??) and ..(here she plays what she supposes to be her trump card) lives in ENGLAND! (triumphant expression on face)
Me: .. yeah ...... and?
Mum: then there's this OTHER guy .... completely hypothetical of course, who's got a good job too, is quite good looking, doesn't have that much money (me- where does it go if he has a good job? uses it as toilet paper ?) and lives in AMERICA!
Me: blank look
Mum: so now who would u chose? the one in England or in America????
Me: incredulous look.
I'm bombarded with these kind of conversation every now and then. I will either die laughing or lose my fragile sanity very soon
She wanted to know what's my criteria for marrying a guy so that she could find one for me. Hello?? .. am I missing something here? Can someone tell me what's the logic in her knowing MY preferences so that SHE can look for a guy. Someone please enlighten me.
she poses seemingly hypothetical situations to me.... something like this-
Mother: So say there is this one guy, just suppose you know, NOT that there is one, but let's just SAY there is.
Me: .. uhhh ok.. go on
Mum: and this completely non existent guy has a good job, is ok looking, has lots of money (i'm thinking here ... where did that money come from??) and ..(here she plays what she supposes to be her trump card) lives in ENGLAND! (triumphant expression on face)
Me: .. yeah ...... and?
Mum: then there's this OTHER guy .... completely hypothetical of course, who's got a good job too, is quite good looking, doesn't have that much money (me- where does it go if he has a good job? uses it as toilet paper ?) and lives in AMERICA!
Me: blank look
Mum: so now who would u chose? the one in England or in America????
Me: incredulous look.
I'm bombarded with these kind of conversation every now and then. I will either die laughing or lose my fragile sanity very soon
February 02, 2006
holy cow...
I have to say the title was inspired from rajat's link to the wikipedia article on Discordianism. Now that I've read that bit.. my brains are sufficiently gone to post something.so i'm back in meerut after my trimester. Actually that alone was enought to scramble my brains.. the article on discordianism was the icing on the cake
Nice to be back to uncivilization after living in that horrendous city. Even the cows seem familiar here.... i swear a couple of them grazing outside our house swished their tails amiably when they saw me..... or it was the effect of averaging 3 hours of sleep over the last ten days. whatever.
so there's no hydro most of the time... that's not so bad.. i can still sleep without the fan so that time doesn't go waste. I have broadband, that's not so bad either. So when I'm not sleeping, which by corollary means there is hydro, I can surf the net.mum has a phone with free sms service. that's not bad at all.. considering i somehow managed to message something like 900 messages last month. ouch. no wonder I have corns on my fingers. and a big hole in daddy's pocket not to mention.
Nice to be back to uncivilization after living in that horrendous city. Even the cows seem familiar here.... i swear a couple of them grazing outside our house swished their tails amiably when they saw me..... or it was the effect of averaging 3 hours of sleep over the last ten days. whatever.
so there's no hydro most of the time... that's not so bad.. i can still sleep without the fan so that time doesn't go waste. I have broadband, that's not so bad either. So when I'm not sleeping, which by corollary means there is hydro, I can surf the net.mum has a phone with free sms service. that's not bad at all.. considering i somehow managed to message something like 900 messages last month. ouch. no wonder I have corns on my fingers. and a big hole in daddy's pocket not to mention.
January 31, 2006
the final countdown...
final placement time for the senior batch... whoooooo... stress, tension you can cut with a knife, tantrums, politics, mental breakdowns, smiles, hugs, cheers.... you name it.. we have a the complete ingredients for a potboiler bollywood movie right here!
January 01, 2006
stolen ideas...
Ok so Rajat can sue me..I totally stole this idea from his blog post. It's called 20 rants or something like that. Anyway the basic idea is to write 20 things about yourself.. or something like that. Here's my list...
20. I am a slightly reserved person. It takes me a long time to become 'real' friends with someone, but once I am then, at least from my side ...its for keeps.
19. I'm a consumate daydreamer. I can do that for hours on end, in the middle of conversations or while writing an exam. It can be very debilitating at times!
18. I dislike following rules and posses an innate tendency to want to break them.
17. I think a good sense of humour is one of the best things to have in the world
16. In that same context...I can laugh at myself and don't mind people laughing at me as long as its not mean spirited.
15. I do not like making absolute statements especially about future plans mostly out of not wanting to think that far ahead and partly out of the fear of them turning out to be totally different. (me writing this is about the most absolute I've been about myself!)
14. I like staying up late...daytime seems pretty useless to me and I wait for exhaustion to take over to fall asleep.
13. I love taking photos and hate getting pictures of myself taken.
12. Unfulfilled ambition of mine (one of many!).. to have been a professional sportsperson.. preferably a tennis player or an olympic swimmer.
11. I am going to learn to fly a plane one of these days.
10. I do not think that all babies are the cutest creatures on earth and simper over each and every baby that crosses my path.
9. I am afflicted with the extreme forms of butter fingers, two left feet and tone deafness.
8. I can come across as deceptively sincere and solemn behind which hides a devilish but good natured character!
7. I do not believe in ghosts, spirits and the like and at the same time am irrationally scared out of my wits by them or things that go 'bump' at night.
6. I think the person who came up with instant noodles should be given a nobel prize.
5. I take most things lightly..sometimes too lightly
4. I walk, talk and eat too fast.
3. I trust people very easily except with my confidences.
2. I'm the anti-social sorts and usually wait for people to approach me for me to start knowing them.
1. If I was given three wishes.. I'd take one and ask for immortality!
20. I am a slightly reserved person. It takes me a long time to become 'real' friends with someone, but once I am then, at least from my side ...its for keeps.
19. I'm a consumate daydreamer. I can do that for hours on end, in the middle of conversations or while writing an exam. It can be very debilitating at times!
18. I dislike following rules and posses an innate tendency to want to break them.
17. I think a good sense of humour is one of the best things to have in the world
16. In that same context...I can laugh at myself and don't mind people laughing at me as long as its not mean spirited.
15. I do not like making absolute statements especially about future plans mostly out of not wanting to think that far ahead and partly out of the fear of them turning out to be totally different. (me writing this is about the most absolute I've been about myself!)
14. I like staying up late...daytime seems pretty useless to me and I wait for exhaustion to take over to fall asleep.
13. I love taking photos and hate getting pictures of myself taken.
12. Unfulfilled ambition of mine (one of many!).. to have been a professional sportsperson.. preferably a tennis player or an olympic swimmer.
11. I am going to learn to fly a plane one of these days.
10. I do not think that all babies are the cutest creatures on earth and simper over each and every baby that crosses my path.
9. I am afflicted with the extreme forms of butter fingers, two left feet and tone deafness.
8. I can come across as deceptively sincere and solemn behind which hides a devilish but good natured character!
7. I do not believe in ghosts, spirits and the like and at the same time am irrationally scared out of my wits by them or things that go 'bump' at night.
6. I think the person who came up with instant noodles should be given a nobel prize.
5. I take most things lightly..sometimes too lightly
4. I walk, talk and eat too fast.
3. I trust people very easily except with my confidences.
2. I'm the anti-social sorts and usually wait for people to approach me for me to start knowing them.
1. If I was given three wishes.. I'd take one and ask for immortality!
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