Chat on Sametime with the Pure-veg-ex-roomie

PVER - You know that song? Ooncha Lamba kad? From Welcome?

Me - Yes, what about it?

PVER - Well, I find it very funny

Me - Funny? I kinda like it, very typical punjabi song

PVER - No, no, I mean the lyrics

Me - What's funny in the lyrics?

PVER - He calls Katrina manly

Me - Huh? No he doesn't!

PVER - Yes yes, he does, he says ooncha lamba kad, blah blah, and the he calls her mardani - manly

Me (after recapitulating the first few lines in my head)- Aiyyyo, mad you are, he says marda nai, main avai tere utte marda nai, which means, I haven't flipped for you for no reason.

PVER - Podi, he doesn't say 'nai' and all, it is 'ni', mardaaaaaani.

Me - No ya, the sentence wont make sense in Punjabi, if it was Mardani

PVER - No no, that doesn't matter, you listen properly, and it makes full sense,  what is ooncha lamba kad? tall nuh? See, so he says that and then says mardani, which means tall manly girl, I am telling you, listen to it again, I am right.

Me - *Surrender*

Ok, once again, I missed out on updates for more than a month! Phew!

A lot’s been happening lately. We found a new house. In fact, I think it was the same weekend when I had updated this space last. But I didn’t bother to update this improvement, as this remains a crib-log J. Then, we shifted into the new place on the 1^st of April. And have very much settled in there! The lack of any kind of chairs in the previous house has been put right, and two extremely comfortable beanbags now adorn our living room. So much for laziness, laziness, and more laziness!

Updates: No we couldn’t move into the Oh-so-pretty house we had checked out the week, I wrote my last blog entry. And more importantly, purely on the assumption that we would infact have moved out by now, our replacements in our present place of residence have arrived. Bag and baggage.

Immediate repercussions: One of them would rather shift into a single room, the reason being she’s too tired, exhausted, and would rather shift into a single room immediately, so that she can relax (or wotever!!!!), and so, my entire weekend is spent clearing out one of the cupboards, for pure-veg-flatmate to move in. And now, my extremely pretty, airy, bright, and spacious room, has been converted into a railway platform miniature.

Plan of action: To find another house ASAP. Wanted, a two BHK, somewhere in Begumpet which is equi-distant from both our offices; not too far from the main road, or else it would be difficult to catch the shuttle to work everyday; and with cupboards / shelves please. But apparently, such places don’t exist.

Current situation: Status quo. After two days of following the broker chap, to the sidiest of localities, the dingiest of apartments, and the stinkiest of roads, we still don’t have a place to move into L.

Other than this, life has been busy, yet good. I mean, you would obviously be expected to stretch and complete all the pending work, if you are just back from an awesome 9 day vacation at home, wouldn’t you? So, no complaints there.

Also, very much looking forward to the visit to Jim Corbet national Park in Uttaranchal, the weekend after next. Yup! The campus recruits offsite is finally happening!

That’s about it I guess, and think its actually not so bad. Except for probably the house hunt. But I have found out this totally effective method of drowning my sorrows, frustrations, etc. Paani – poori. I seem to be consuming enormous amounts of those whenever I get a chance. So much so, I think I am going to write a post about this wonderful piece of culinary art. Some other time though. Probably, when I have a place to live in peacefully again. *Sigh*

Quite some time till I posted my oh-so-personal comments about the movies I watched on Weekends. And somehow, I haven’t visited the video library again. And all my weekends (actually just 3 if them) have been extra busy.

Weekend 1 was spent at Habib’s. Finally, finally, I mustered enough guts to get my hair straightened. And well, the results haven’t been very bad. I have actually managed to get rid of the curls, and frizz, which at K, reminded people of ‘Monica at Barbados’, or a nest, or most creatively, ‘water gushing out of a broken pipe’. And they are supposed to stay that way for 6-8 months, post which I need to decide if I am actually interested in burning a hole in my pocket again L. And I wasn’t allowed to tie up my hair for the next two days, and that is something, which is impossible, so stayed at home, watching loads of TV. (And yeah BTW, *Phbbbt* to people who met me after this and didn’t notice it)

Weekend 2 was probably the most pre-planned weekend ever. The trip to K finally happened. And it was very much worth it. The campus, the view from the campus, the SSG fete, and the party, all brought back amazing memories. Everything actually went on as planned, right from the train journey to Bangalore, the sleeper ride to K, the stay at the hostel, and even the Sumo ride back from K, which actually turned out to be ‘more-than-expected’ comfortable!

 Weekend 3, which was the last weekend, was spent checking out the new house, we might be shifting into (Long story: Pure-veg flat-mate thinks, non-veg flat-mate not sticking to her promise of not bringing non-veg stuff home, and especially, not using any of the common plates and spoons. Non-veg flat-mate feels, that Pure-veg flat-mate is being too unfair, as she does that only when boy-friend is in town, which is like every alternate weekend, so finally, I am moving out with Pure veg flat-mate, as the latter has another friend who will move in to give her company, and I don’t have any more strength to convince either of them. Long story over.) Then, the rest of the time was spent checking out the awesome clearance sales at all the major malls in the city J and watching ‘Rang De Basanti’ buying tickets in black, at 4 times their original cost. No complaints. It was worth it. (Justification being, if I could watch Bunty Babli with tickets in black, RDB is completely acceptable!)

 So, those were the updates from life in general. Client is on a visit to Mexico, so no meetings, no presentations, and no calls. Life simply rocks J!