Mean Machine

There are some people in the world, who always manage to say the meanest possible thing to you. No matter what!

And I wonder, what happens to me, when the time comes to get even with them ? No, No, no ""Holier than thou" syndrome here! It's just that I somehow cant remember (what the mean thing they said to me in the past) or in worst cases articulate myself at the given moment. And when the moment is lost, I come up with all sorts of witty, sometimes subtle but mean repartees. Of course inside the privacy of my very own slow head!

Is there some Mean pensive, which you can keep handy ? So that as soon as, said person in question, starts chatting with you, it cross-references all its memories and churns up the precise, exact ones, so that you dont end up feeling like a loser ?

~nightflier

the art of Fun ;)

Yeah! I met the most fun people, after eons.


Here!



I loved the lil jig at the beginning! It sets the right mood. Oh and dont even get me started on the music!
And man who had ever thought that brides' maids and best men could be so hip and cool ?
No, I am not analysing the video :P
Just that I am overwhelmed by its coolness quotient ;)


And the bestest part of the video (of course according to me) starts at 3.36.
Fantasy world eh ? 


Whoever the couple is, I am glad I met them.
Some dream wedding you guys had :)


Thanks u-tube :D


~nightflier

notes to random people

Was out whole day for St. Patrick's day celebrations! Chicago river colouring, the downtown Irish parade, warm and friendly people from neighbouring states and some personal take-a-ways!


1. Never keep anyone waiting. You might be a girl who wants to look her best for an Irish event (not me yaa) on a particularly chilly and windy day. But do value others time. Not everyone is fond of becoming a kulfi!


2. Group dynamics are difficult. Its difficult to keep everyone together, in sync, on the same plane during an outing. Specially in an international community where conversing in your mother tongue (which no one else understands) can be quite awkward, discomforting, annoying and sometimes offensive. And this one applies to me too, as sometimes to soothe people from my country in case of a debate/dispute, I use Hindi. Sigh..


3. Planning without communication is as good as not planning at all. Anyways things are going to be random. Then why even bother ? So dear friend, next time you want people to follow an agenda to maximize fun, participation etc, communicate!


4. Don't judge others because they did not laugh at your jokes :P May be they are really dumb or may be you are. God knows. So lets stop trying!


5. And cross cultural sensitivity is something about which I can go on and on. Sometimes even I dont realize, any harmless comment can be taken quite literally and personally. Its advisable to keep things simple. After all being a global citizen is in itself quite tough!


Moral of the story: I can be quite a mean person when instigated ;)

Hmmm

I have always thought about this.


How difficult/easy it is to be truly, genuinely happy for someone ?


~nightflier

For moms who stitch :)

As roomies we often talk about our parents. And specially mothers and their quirks. This time me and roomie found out a real dear and common connection with our moms.


My mom loves to stitch. A lot.
And her Singer fashion maker (the one at home looks a bit different) sits on top of the gadget/machine lists she is too fond of. That might be the only one actually, if the grinder/mixer/food processor in the kitchen is not considered. Also the TV remote, control over which she would very generously never claim! I guess after me and bro not being there at home for almost 5-6 years now, has she gotten used to the notion of having the control over the remote control. Well I attribute it to her sweetness and slightly more intellectual, other pursuits like reading. And if we are talking about computers, after much poking from our end, she now writes me really sweet e-mails, and skypes with me once in a while.


Though I digressed, it was important to give an idea about her inclinations. And that is why I find it really amusing, when she gets sentimental about her sewing machine. It is like her 3rd child. Or may be the best friend ? Who has helped her produce cute bags, curtains, table cloths, pretty tops and what not. And now sadly I realize I don't have anything hand (or machine in this case)  stitched by her. I do have a scarf, but that too got torn cos of my mis-handling :-/


As for me, I know I will never be that creative on the stitching front, except for some life saving, really sloppy stitching tricks. But what I am sure is, my kids will talk about my internet presence when they grow up ;)


This one is for the moms who stitch :)


~nightflier

Spring in my step

The seasons and their connotations changed for me after coming to the US. What was summer, rains and winter became autumn, winter, spring and summer.


And I really like Spring. Not only for its jumpy name, but for the sheer positivity it brings. 
May be its the sunshine, may be the blossoms, may be the blooming trees or the fact that we celebrate colours (holi) during spring.
Or may be the transitions it brings in my life. This spring is bringing one such transition. Of relocation. 
They say not all those who wander are lost.


To one more of such innumerable wanderlust experiences!


~nightflier

Happy-ness

me : but things are so pointless in general...

friend : present is always hungry, frustu n sad 

           future is always unpredictable

           reduce pointlessness by making the past make u smile

And today (dont frame me for stating this) I somehow came across snaps of our rowing cox (our collective crush, I used to love his voice and the way he would secretly smile at our stupid mistakes) during COEP days. Lee, Ri and KT will be so jealous! At least I can hope so. Please, please, god please! To the countless B(oat)C(lub) visits to just get a glimpse of him, and later tease each other mercilessly for missing out on talking to him!

I have not smiled so much in a long time!

aah the past :)

Thank you friend!

~nightflier

P.S. The crush died when the dude got an AIR (all india rank and not the gas surrounding us! duh) 5 in GATE (graduate aptitude test in engineering). He transformed from being a mere mortal to god-level-ness!