Humming for now, humming since forever.

This is all I have been humming all day, trying to cope up with the real speed of the track. In case you haven't heard it before, this is RHCP - Can't stop. 

The world I love 
The tears I drop 
To be part of 
The wave can't stop 
Ever wonder if it's all for you 
The world I love 
The trains I hop 
To be part of 
The wave can't stop 
Come and tell me when it's time to 

Sweetheart is bleeding in the snowcone 

So smart she's leading me to ozone 
Music the great communicator 
Use two sticks to make it in the nature 
I'll get you into penetration 
The gender of a generation 
The birth of every other nation 
Worth your weight the gold of meditation 
This chapter's going to be a close one 
Smoke rings I know your going to blow one 
All on a spaceship persevering 
Use my hands for everything but steering 
Can't stop the spirits when they need you 
Mop tops are happy when they feed you 
J. Butterfly is in the treetop 
Birds that blow the meaning into bebop 

Kick start the golden generator 

Sweet talk but don't intimidate her 
Can't stop the gods from engineering 
Feel no need for any interfering 
Your image in the dictionary 
This life is more than ordinary 
Can I get 2 maybe even 3 of these 
Come from space 
To teach you of the pliedes 
Can't stop the spirits when they need you 
This life is more than just a read thru 

I think this post is going to be a long one.. a really long one. (or maybe not.) So many things just happen at the flick of a finger! I had a long frustrating day at work last night and my welcome break met me right after. He is my only guy friend who says all those sweet things to me (Oh don't think is hitting on me!) and he is the one who comes to see me at my beck and call. He is the one who does not say how sick I look at the end of the day and proudly parades with me around the town with my ruffled hair and smudged kohl. He doesn't complain when I wear mad t-shirts and does not ask me to chuck my ugly laptop bag. He drives me home no matter how drunk, lets me ride his bike and lets me sing loud in the middle of a crowded street with my ugly voice. He shares ice-candy with me and tells me he knows that I wax. 

So anyway, now the world knows of the one nice friend I have here in this quaint little town! We went for a drink and decided to try the favorite drinks of rockers! We ended up guzzling "Screw Drivers" and the "Screw Drivers" screwed us! We were mighty drunk and 10 Kms away from home! I drove his bike and sang songs full pitch! He dropped me home, I had some yum dinner and went up to my room trying to crash. And then I get a call from the Randomer. Randomer was drunk and so was I. We spoke for about 3 hrs and he told me things that fuckin shook me. Shook me so bad that I could not sleep all night. While I went on and on about how I want to be a paint-scrapper, he listened to me with never-seen-before patience. He not once made fun of me and kept saying hmm. hmm. hmm. He even promised getting me a freakin spatula to help me scrape off the paint! Now that is what I call sweet as a pie. :)

After I was done and convinced I can be a paint-scrapper he decided to speak. And when he spoke, I heard. I heard with all the amazement and shock. He narrated first hand experiences about life. I saw him beyond being narcissus and a probable AIDS victim with his 23 girl friends history. I saw him beyond being a Mech Engg and beyond a stupid-but-dateable-city-lad. I saw the him who thanks God for all that he has. I saw him beyond being a great singer. And that is when I thought I should probably re-consider being a paint-scrapper. 

But wait, I could not consider that. I could still not convince myself being the big CEO with a dream car that I can't drive and rear kids who would probably be rich and spoilt brats and will curse their mother for being career oriented and for not giving them enough love and attention (all this in a car I would have bought for them!) I do not want to be a CEO because after I have become one, I will want to be a bigger, better CEO. 

I don't want to be the pseudo, hep, new-age Indian girl who is a CEO, drinks socially, smokes compulsively, hits men below their belt in board meetings with her power packed presentations. I don't want to be an ideal daughter, jet-setter, hi-flier with fancy apartment in downtown New York City. I don't want invitation passes to Yanni concerts. I don't want to wear that Black Gucci crisp suit and carry the latest Tommy Bag and go to Hawaii for a rushed vacation. 

I'd rather scrape paint off walls, wear plastic flip-flops, earn Rs 20 a day, eat for Rs. 5, save the rest 15 and make myself a mud house with my savings after 15 years. I just want to be a paint-scrapper in a village where the local doctor and the collector bring me books to read from the nearest town. Yes, that is what I want to be Randomer. Let me know when you have reached to the top of the Maslow's hierarchy theory. I wish you could gather the courage to be a clown. 

There is some more on my bucket list: 

First things first - dance on table top at a restaurant, with none other than Sree! I want to be a highway truck driver. I want to have a fleet of camels. I want to sell flowers by the street, I want to repair punctured tyres and weld windows. I want to paint walls and be a porter. 

Bucket list growing by the day and the day to kick the bucket is nearing! Guess I need to get to work! 

chuck me the guitar and I'll sing you a song...Let's dance like we used to, and you can giggle as I get the steps all wrong.

Yes, it's me getting all girl-like and melting... I read this beautiful poem and it's up here now! 

Follow the link: 

http://www.quizilla.com/poems/7937325/hey-cheer-up-girl

Lessons learnt at work

I am finally learning those nuances of running a business. I am glad I have landed up on a job that will teach me how to run my shop when I eventually have one! These are some management mantras I have learnt and I think it is a good idea to share it with the world. 

1. Winning is really the most loved, admired, valued and exciting in human life. Winning and

success are the two most coveted words in all battles of life, including business.

2.  The battle for number one is always between equals.

3. Diagnosis is the first step in any effort to create a winning organization. The mind–body framework is a

practical tool for energizing such a diagnosis. A strong ‘mind’, characterized by
a high level of collective ambition, requires a clear sense of purpose and a high
level of motivation. A strong ‘body’ provides the anatomy and physiology to
enable the organization to achieve what the mind wills”.

4. A firm in an ongoing competition needs both sustainable and temporal advantage. It needs the luxury of ‘to win without fighting’ to secure the strengths and stability of its leadership position.

5. Focused action requires compatibility of minds of the members of the team; particularly, under conditions of stress of a fierce competition or battle. Since the time is invariably too short to make a move or respond, high degree of cooperation among team members is necessary. The minds of Krishna and Arjuna were most compatible as they listened to each other willingly and attentively. It is the teams that win and not the individuals, howsoever bright .

What does 'It's complicated' mean??

That thing on facebook about relationship status? It's complicated. It has taken love and complications to a whole new level. With Orkut, you atleast knew if the other person is single or not (assuming they aren't blatantly lying!) But Facebook has complicated love matters even further by introducing 'It's complicated.' It could mean any of these:

 1. I am in a relationship which is a mess. I might break up any time soon. So watch out for this space. (coupled with my mood swing indicators it should give you a fair idea.)

 2. I have been dating this guy/girl for a while now. We even kissed the other day but that is it. We do not meet everyday. Sometimes he/she gets drunk and says these really sweet things but I am not too sure... 

 3. I really like this person and he/she seems to reciprocate too. But he/she is already seeing someone and they have a rocky relationship. So I am probably his/her rebound material. Gimme some time I ll figure it out and let you know. 

 4. He/She said we are done with this relationship. But we are still discussing. I think I like him/her but if he/she does not want it, I will explore my options... 

 5. I am hinting to that other guy/girl that I am available or soon will be. Anyway you are not in the pipeline, so dont worry about what 'It's complicated' means. 

 And the last one that Ashwini just told me - 

 'It's complicated' means it is a Yes for you and No for him/her or vice-versa! 

 So all you people with 'It's complicated' on your Facebook, tell me why do you say it is complicated and help the world uncover relationship statuses of some people!! 

I also want to..

play UNO with my girlies at Lonavla!! If you are a girl and do not have an all-girl gang, you should probably retrospect and find out what terribly went wrong! We went to Lonavla a few months ago - probably at the worst season to go to that place. It is a hill station and instead of doing one of those hill-station vacations, we sat at a Cafe Coffee Day outlet, playing UNO!! yeah, the UNO craze begin that day and I am spreading it around like conjunctivitis. I think of my days with them and I can see Gujju ben brushing her hair, mallu babe shouting at someone, olive smiling and figuring out sensibilities in the insensible and Mayu either going mad herself or driving one of us mad with her questions... I miss my girls and I can trade anything in the world for a game of UNO with them at a CCD. 

I want to do this and want it now!!!

You know what I really want? Like real bad??

Dump in my bag - a pair of shorts, t-shirts, slip ons, sunscreen, sun glasses and some travellers' cheques with my passport. Check in at an airport for a long distance flight, sit with my book at the check-in lounge and read a hillarious book and laugh my heart out. Then board the flight and read and drink and read and drink and crash. Get off the plane, stay in a shack and go by the beach and read again. Read till my eyes pop out, then go grab a drink and listen to some loud country music and walk out with a heavy head. Go back to my shack and crash and wake up the next morning and again sit by the beach and read again. Read till my eyes pop out, then go grab a drink and listen to some loud country music... 

One of these things first...

Ok so this song serves for my bucket list :) If you have not heard this before, let me know and I shall send it across, it is one song you cant miss!

I could have been a sailor, could have been a cook
A real life lover, could have been a book.
I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.
I could be
Here and now
I would be, I should be
But how?
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.

I could have been your pillar, could have been your door
I could have stayed beside you, could have stayed for more.
Could have been your statue, could have been your friend,
A whole long lifetime could have been the end.
I could be yours so true
I would be, I should be through and through
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been 
One of these things first.

I could have been a whistle, could have been a flute
A real life giver, could have been a boot.
I could have been a signpost, could have been a clock
As simple as a kettle, steady as a rock.
I could be even here
I would be, I should be so near
I could have been
One of these things first
I could have been
One of these things first.