Sunday, November 14, 2010

The baby in the Metro coach

The other day I was travelling by the Metro train in one of their brand new ladies coaches (Aren’t we lucky we have dedicated coaches for our gender?). It was around 10.30 in the morning and the coach wasn’t much crowded. Since there were no vacant seats, I was standing. There was this baby girl, around one and a half years of age busy playing and strolling around the coach. Her mother, who was sitting was having a hard time in making the baby sit on her lap. She was a hyperactive kid and wouldn’t listen to her mother. This kid had a milk bottle in her hand and was running around the coach as she would do in her own home. Meanwhile, all the ladies in the coach were having a nice time watching the baby’s antics. Since she was a little kid who had probably just learnt how to walk, she tended to lose balance whenever the train stopped or moved and there wasn’t a single lady who hadn’t held her to prevent her from falling. She had become the star of the coach! I, on my part, was just watching the whole thing and didn’t try to hold her even once coz I knew the other girls standing next to me would anyway do it. May be the reason behind my apparent lack of interest was the fact that I was not in a good mood that day, so I simply avoided the baby though I did smile at few of her actions.
If you are one of those who has no idea how the metro coach looks from inside, this is how it looks:
 Suddenly the baby went towards one side and started touching and tried to explore some random technical black component on the side of the coach. An aunty who was delighted with this act of hers, commented to her mother, “Badi hokar technician banegi” (She’ll grow up to be a technician). I almost wanted to tell that aunty to spare her from the adult world ideologies of what’s right for the kid. For Chrissake, she’s just a toddler. Why can’t these people keep their unsolicited suggestions to themselves and just let the kids do their own thing? Will they never learn? ‘N’ number of movies have been made on the subject, but they’ll never stop imposing their views, even if the kid has just barely learnt how to talk. 
In the meantime, I got a seat right opposite her mother and was watching the whole thing. All this while, the baby had failed to notice me. Then it happened! The baby looked at me and then at my hands. She looked intently for about 15 seconds and then came running towards me. It then occurred to me that she had taken a fancy for my phone, which is nothing but a poor Nokia 6300. Though it looks just about fine, the phone is so battered that I’ve to keep it’s body tied with a rubber band to avoid the parts from falling off (Yeah, I’ve never found out the time to repair the damn thing!). Mind you, dear readers, there were much better hi-tech cell phones in the hands of better looking girls inside that coach, but this little girl, who till this time was happy in her own world, playing, running around, shaking that milk bottle in her hand, laughing and making the women in the coach laugh along with her had to get enamored by my tattered phone! She tried to take the phone from me, obviously expecting that I’ll give it happily to her. But deep inside my mind, I was wondering what made the little thing fall for my phone. Was it the green colored rubber band tied around it? Every other woman’s eyes were on me. The coach was silent. The girl who was the star till now made the spotlight turn to me. My mind raced in those few seconds: should I give it to her or not was the question. Moreover, I had to get down at the next station. With little time left with me and the baby on the verge of crying seeing my not-so-favorable response, I was in a fix! I finally decided not to give it in her hands but let her touch the thing. But can that satisfy a baby? No. A baby likes to possess the thing that catches her fancy. They love to take it in their own hands, touch it, smell it, taste it, twist it and after getting the hang of it, throw it. That’s their psychology.
And here she was surprised by my attitude (obviously, she was used to adults giving in to her demands), she tried to snatch it from me once, twice, thrice, but the only thing I let her do was touch the phone. I was conscious of the many eyes on me and was confused whether I was doing the right thing. How was I to know that out of all the ladies present there, she’ll come and make me the center of attraction?
Then she did what kids her age are best at- she started crying. Infact, she howled and went up to her mother making a complaining face. I was embarrassed. I never wanted her to cry and had tried my best (in that limited time) to do what was best, for me and her! Almost by reverse reaction, I gave the phone in her hands but women around said she may drop it off, so her mother gave it back to me. I hid it under my bag and tried to show her that it vanished into thin air (You got to behave like a kid with kids!) But as if mocking me she cried even more loudly. I was feeling bad for inadvertently being made the reason behind her crying. Inane it may sound, but wasn’t the kid happy all this while till she laid her eyes on the stupid phone?  I looked around to see the ladies’ reaction: some smiled, some empathized, some let out a sigh, and some sat expressionless. 
Her mother was consoling the kid by telling her that the phone actually did vanish and that it no longer existed in my hands. I on my part was showing her my empty hands, hoping this would silence the kid. It then occurred to me that the train had halted at my station. In the melee, I had completely forgotten that this was the station I had to get down at. Before the doors could close, I rushed out picking up my bag and the phone, almost running in daze with questions looming in my head-
Was the mother thinking that her cheerful kid had to cry coz of some random stranger? What was so special about the phone that caught her attention when there were better looking and colorful phones around in girls’ hands? Did the green rubber band make it look so special in her eyes? Did I do the right thing? Should I have given the phone to her to play? But I had to alight at the next station! What were the other ladies thinking? Why would anyone think anything? However funny it may sound, out of all the ladies present in the coach, wasn't I made the scapegoat, and that too by a baby?
Then realization dawned:
1. People don’t think about you, as much as you think they do. Most of the time, they are busy and concerned only with themselves.
2.      You are not that important to others (read: people who don’t know you/strangers/random people you travel with on public transport).
3.      Kids are like that: they’ll cry at the drop of a hat. You don’t have to feel sorry for yourself if they cried in your presence coz of you. They just need a reason sometimes. That isn’t a deciding factor whether you’ll be good or miserable with them when the situation arises.
4.      The adults will never stop forcing career decisions on kids, no matter what their age is. They may even forecast it the moment they are born.
5.      You tend to over-estimate yourself sometimes and imagine others noticing and judging you. In reality, it doesn’t happen.
And the last one:
6.      You have to be really jobless to write such a long post on a trivial incident like this and jot down lessons learned from it.
Incidentally, it also happens to be the Children's Day today. Ah! Only kids can get their way around anything.

Thursday, October 7, 2010

Have you been taken over by Twitter?

After months, here comes a quickie post, without much deliberation gone into it. It's about a phenomenon which has caught people faffing over and around it like crazy- TWITTER. If you are on Twitter, you'll probably agree with what you are about to read . If you are not on it, what have you been waiting for all this while? Go and make an account you idiots!

Of late it seems, as if the world of 140 characters has taken over my ability to write long paragraphs, or for that matter write a decent enough blogpost here.
Sad, it may be, for my life is being chronicled several times a day within the set parameters of 140 characters and looks like it has taken over my rare long posts.  Not just me, but a lot of 'tweetaholics' out there will agree to their new found skill of paraphrasing everything under the sun in nothing more than 140 characters. Most of the time, adjusting and re-adjusting your words to make sure they fit in that prescribed limit. Sometime during 2009, a so-and-so movie star joined Twitter and the others followed suit. Suddenly they started creating waves and Twitter became a rage overnight. That's how it began for me-one fine day, I too started following a couple of actors (by now everyone knows they are on it for their 'much needed' publicity, so they go around faking a what-you-call a 'peek into their lives') and went on to become following all and sundry!

And thus, the world is at your feet. You dispense 'gyaan', give self-made one-liners, proclaim to be the ultimate guru of things, make grand statements, boast about yourself in a subtle way (inspite of being aware that people may be rolling their eyes at you), try to act intelligent (which you may not be otherwise ;)), do anything to grab eyeballs or put in Twitter lingo- get followers! In return, get people to sit up and take notice of you and if you happen to be lucky, get admired for  your so called 'witty' self.

When a person starts following you, he agrees to the fact that he is ready to tolerate your nonsense(call it whatever!), crudely put- 'jhelofying' you. But hey! Isn't that cool? Of course, it is. I mean, which person will do that literally in real life, the very act of following (unless, he happens to be a stalker, mesmerized by you!!). Infact, no one in their right minds will go around saying 'Follow Me', unless he happens to be a over zealous tourist guide :D

Some people out there have also come out with a theory that a person's psychological behaviour can be understood by his tweets. BullS**T, I say! The person may just be tweeting for the heck of it, without any rhyme or reason. He may also be trying to portray himself as something he's not. Perhaps he just wants  to join the league. Sometimes, it is just plain old FUN !

Now comes, the world of twitter handles (usernames, to you twitter ignorants!)
You get the weirdest and the whackiest of them served to you on a platter here. Pick anyone that catches your fancy and boo! follow them. :D
If you were, by any chance, living in an alien world all this while, allow me the chance to educate you a bit to shake off that slumber you were in: Right from the corporate honcho to the mechanic to the girl/boy/bai next door(albeit the last one may be in disguise!) are tweeting like mad these days.

A Twitter Survival Tip: Since product uniqueness is the key to success in the market these days, if you are sophisticated enough, you may package yourself as a i-know-it-all maid and capture the hearts of the 'aam aadmi' looking for their daily dose of humour, by sounding like a damsel in distress. Fuel their imagination, give them spicy nuggets of conspiracy-inducing news and just faff oops.. tweet away to glory!! The more masaledar your tweets are, the more will the 'tweeple' talk about you. Provoke them in any way you want. Also make sure you get featured in the weekly 'Follow Friday' hashtags. Some whackos out there have made sure that even dead people tweet!! (Don't you shudder! :P) So you still have a Michael Jackson and a Gandhi tweeting and making people jump off their seats. Ha! even movie characters like Gabbar Singh can be found here! With their multiple fake profiles and huge number of followers, they assure that they still remain in people's minds, so what if they are long gone!! Make sure you are also among them, just to be in sync with the sweet chaos around and laugh your heads off.

People have been frantically tweeting about their activities 24X7, from the web, from fancy gadgets, from phones and what not! Imagine a person in the middle of a corporate-ish meeting going "My boss sucks. He doesn't value my views." on his iPhone and the next moment going "Just got fired. Yay!". He probably feels on-top-of-the-world which in reality happens to be a deep-in-shit situation as he's getting congratulatory tweets from his followers across the world. So you see, it's a vicious circle of addiction. You maybe jobless, sitting at home doing nothing, but if you can dish out pearls of wisdom on twitter, you are one happy soul. You become contended just being that(a maniacal tweeter!), since you have a fan following who make it a point to religiously massage your egos and lift your dampening spirits. What a beautiful world, indeed!

Moral of the story: If you find yourself in this crazy loop of tweeting frenzy, you may have realized that life has become, more or less, all about losing yourself in the 'timeline'. Just enjoy the attention till it lasts. And remember, that timeline of yours is just a reminder of how many people you dare follow, which you may be otherwise embarrassed of even talking to in real life. Inflated egos cease to exist here. All are 'friends', atleast in the virtual world!

P.S- You may also follow the person behind the post at, only if you love nonsense being rolled out at timely intervals.

P.P.S- The aim behind this post is not to gather followers and please do not read between the lines! ;D Adios!

Thursday, July 15, 2010


This blog seems to be dead! Ugh!
High time I wrote something. It’s nothing to do with proving my writing skills (or the utter lack of it!! :D) to the world outside, but just to give solace to myself that I can still manage to jot down something of my own.

Oh! BTW there are ‘n’ number of posts still lying in my drafts folder which never saw the light of the day. Each time I thought of posting them, they either needed editing or I was just being plain lazy to publish them. Now, beat that! Excuses done, now let’s get down to business.

Okay, I am presently in a very grumpy and cranky mood. Oh! Did I just use two synonyms together? All right, consider it as grumpy X 2= f*****g irritated.

A lot of things have happened in the past few months.
I passed out of B-school, got placed in that oh-so-famous group of a company, went to Mumbai for induction, had the most awesome time of my life there, fell in love with that place and tada! have a job but guess what? the usual- I am stuck in a bland job (Did I say anything new? No.) Happens to the best of us. That’s how I’ll console myself. Meh!


*Digresses* *rattles on from here*

What happened to all the men, oh dear lord?

They seem to be chickening out of situations, have suddenly become so coy and demure (yes, that’s exactly what they are becoming!!!!). Why can’t they leave all that to the ladies? After all, it’s they who are supposed to be shy and all that. Right?

They have stopped taking initiatives in key situations, can’t seem to be getting evident hints (forget subtle hints :/). I have a serious doubt here. Are they just being plain stupid or acting as if they are not understanding things? You are not dumbheads. Are you?

Infact, poor guys don't know how boring they have become nowadays. Learn something from your contemporaries people. With this I am not asking you to be chivalrous or anything. We can handle ourselves, and you know that. Just let your inner demons out!! Surprised? Go, figure.
The worst part is when they put on a fake demeanor of being super busy and all that, when they are not. Don't make an ass out of yourself. Whom are you fooling?

Are the norms being reversed, the clich├ęs being questioned?
Are the gender roles being swapped?
Women are increasingly becoming straightforward. They are not shying away from taking the first step. They won’t wait any longer, they don't need to!!

It’s a duvidhajanak situation- a serious concern which needs to be addressed. We can’t let the men move into a shell and then wait to be serenaded in a grand old school type of way. They have lost all that qualities somewhere during the evolution process. Hmph!

Come out guys, out of that cocoon and that protective shield which you have crafted around yourself. Look at what you have made out of yourself. If you have problems being normal, lay your hands on some book which teaches you the basics of men traits (hah, if there is a thing like that). Read, memorize and implement your roles and how you are supposed to be.*chuckles* Ok, that's just an idea. I guess you are smart enough to prevent and stop any further damage to your species ;)
And most importantly, stop acting like morons coz you are not. Why fake it out? Re-evaluate yourself. Hope you know what I mean.

Stop being wimps. Just be what you are supposed to be (and used to be once)- MEN!!!

Friday, February 12, 2010

Tag time- 40 random questions answered

I have been tagged by Shikha

And this tag requires me to answer 40 random questions about me. So here it goes:-

1. What is your current obsession?

On grounds of sounding narcissistic, I am (and have always been) obsessed with me! Can't help it :|

And I clearly don't think it's a personality disorder coz narcissism is something which one is born with and has no control over (profound thought!! *winks*)

2. What are you wearing today?

I am in my pj's, tee and a pullover..decent enough home wear :D

3. What's for dinner?

Ah! Food!! Staying away from home has made me realize the importance of previously taken for granted & overlooked mom ke haath ka swadisht khana. Therefore most of the times I am famished and have to settle in for whatever the maid out here cooks.

4. What’s the last thing you bought?

Maggi double pack and 2 Kit Kats (whenever I go out buying something for myself, I make it a point to never return without a bar of chocolate in my pocket :D)

5. What are you listening to right now?

The moment I heard Gwen Stefani crooning "Rich Girl", I fell in love with the track, as a result of which it's just all over the place, from the phone to the lappy & now my ringtone.The lyrics fairly describe the emotions/aspirations running through my mind these days !!

6. What do you think about the person who tagged you?

The very fact that she belongs to the IIM automatically makes me worship her!! Apart from that, Shikha is an amazing person and I absolutely adore the way she writes and puts her views & thoughts across. I would love to meet her one day :)

7. If you could have a house totally paid for, fully furnished anywhere in the world, where would you like it to be?

Whoa! That's something! It would be Paris for sure.

8. What are your must-have pieces for summer?

Lots of whites in my wardrobe, sunscreen, deos.

9. If you could go anywhere in the world for the next hour, where would you go?

Umm.. anywhere where the sea, sun and sand coincide.. I am in dire need for a break and I desperately want to be away from this hustle-bustle. Give me some peace and quiet man!

10. Which language do you want to learn?

I got to learn a bit of German some years ago and picked it up so well in no time. Now I want to do an extensive German language course asap. Then comes French. Oh! French classes start from tomorrow in college :)

11. What’s your favourite quote?

"This too shall pass", "Well behaved girls seldom make history".

12. Who do you want to meet right now?

Since the V-Day is approaching and I don't have a 'someone special', I would love to meet someone interesting rightaway. I guess it's okay to shed one's feminist ideologies during times like these and behave in sync with the mush around !! :D

13. What is your favourite colour?

Black rules but maroon comes a close second.

14. Give us 3 styling tips that work for you.

I am just not a 'style' person, for I get hell lazy and just don't do anything close to the word 'style' or getting dressed up. These 3 things work for me( they are oh-so-normal things!!):-

Eyeliner(not on the eyelids but below the lower lashes!), filed nails and a lip balm.

15. What is your dream job?

I used to have a diverse range of options earlier, a part of the description can be found here

The latest wish doing the rounds in my brain is the one wherein I see myself becoming the writer of a book one day!!(Holy jeez!)

Therefore, as of now I would be more than happy to settle in for a job (read: corporate world thingy) which pays me great and would not become a pain in the a** in the long run.( I know it's felony to think on those lines considering the fact that lecturers try hard all the time to nail thoughts like "Be prepared to slog hard in the beginning of your career and don't expect sky high salaries now n blah blah " into our brains, but who cares!

16. What's your favorite magazine?

People. They get most of the hidden things out of the closet and it's true all the time and they have amazing pictures- who doesn't love gossip, glamor n filmstars combined?? ( If you don't, please go n get a life!)

p.s.- If any of the lecturer or future job recruiter is reading this, Sorry, but 2 yrs down the line and I still don't have the patience to go through all those biz mags. They are just not my cup of tea and I have no qualms in admitting the fact- I simply don't get it nor do I have a great interest in them.

17. If you had $100 now, what would you spend it on?

Oh! that's not much :P But I'll buy books and denims.

18. What do you consider a fashion faux pas?

I have seen girls in my college doing the most outrageous things ever, something I have no idea where they picked it from!! Peacock green nail paint on hands with stark navy blue nail paint on toenails, sometimes combined with 2 entirely different shades on each fingers. And ofcourse you can never file this stupid stuff under nail art!! Such hideous things :|

19. Who according to you is the most over-rated style icon?

Aishwarya Rai.There may be a zillion fans out there, but she is clearly over-rated, not only in terms of style, but everything!

20. What kind of haircut do you prefer?

I don't know the names of most of the haircuts around, and I also don't go in for regular haircuts, coz I have never been happy with the kind of hair I have- it's just so unmanageable & messy(meh!) so I never really care what kind of hairstyle I have at any given point of time. It's always tied up in a pony.

21. What are you going to do after this?

Will transfer the movies in my lappy to DVDs. The disks are full and I need to give the poor thing some breathing space. Ha!

22. What are your favorite movies?

I just love rom-coms and have a collection of them. Basically any movie which has Hugh Grant in it- Notting Hill, Bridget Jones Diary ..and the list continues

23. What inspires you?
Inspirational real stories, any moving and thoughtful clip.

24. What do your friends call you most commonly?
I have always hated the fact that my name cannot be shortened into a nickname. Everyone calls me Shruti.

25. Would you prefer coffee or tea?
Though I love coffee, I normally prefer tea, and I am actually sipping on a huge cup of tea while I do this tag :D

26. What do you do when you are feeling low or terribly depressed?
I shut myself out completely, sometimes vent out to mom but nothing works as crying- It's the ultimate stressbuster, a few tears down and I end up feeling absolutely fine!

27. What makes you go wild?
Wild, as in what sense? *wonders*.

28. Which other blogs do you love visiting?
All my favorie blogs have been blogrolled here.

29. Favorite Dessert/Sweet?
I have a sweet-tooth so it would be unfair on my part to pick one ;)
But still I'll do that- Gulab jamun and Gajar ka Halwa taste heavenly.

30. How many tabs are turned on in ur browser right now?

31. Favorite Season?
Spring. Absolutely adore this time when you are out of all the heavy woolens and scorching summer is yet to set in. The weather is just so perfect :)

32. If I come to your house now, what would u cook for me?
I can't cook to save my life!! The only fare I can dish out for you would be Maggi and tea.

33. What is the right way to avoid people who purposefully hurt you?
Give them a piece of my mind and then cut off all contacts. I am very stubborn in this regard and once a person has gained entry into my hate list, I'll neither forget nor forgive. I am no saint to forgive a person who hurts me.

34. What are you afraid of the most?

Creepy crawly creatures! Rats, lizards and all the similar things.

35. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?

Oh! Why am I looking so disheveled and dilapidated? :D

36. What brings a smile on your face instantly?

Anything which makes me feel good at that moment- a genuine compliment, a nice day at work, chocolates, being given a surprise which turns out to be something I had longed for….

37. A word that you say a lot?

I have this habit of saying “Ahan” quite a lot just to make the other person aware that I am listening to him, “Oh my God” follows closely.

38. When was the last time you did something nice?

And I feel this question has put me in 'ponder' mode!! Why can’t I recollect ?? Darn!

39. What would you do if you were made President of India for one day?

One day is seriously not a big deal! But, if the govt. can give me a guarantee that they would seriously implement my rule, then I would want death sentence for rapists being immediately implemented. I have always felt that men in this part of the world can easily get away after committing the most heinous of all crime against women only because law in this regard is very weak.

40. Do you Know who Master SHIFU is?

I have no grave idea.

And now I tag Artz Amith Nidhi Mridu Ste Amit Chandrika Abhinav Dhanya Peter Sandeep