The most EPIC conversation

uttara: ok fiiiiiine
A.T. ?

Aarts: ewww

arts: he will suck me into the gap between his teeth

uttara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH

Aarts: and I will go missing for life

uttara: HAHAHHAHAAHAHA

Aarts: like a blackhole

uttara: HAAHHAHHA OMG HAHAHAHAHHAHA

Aarts: everyone will go "oh, where did Aarathi go?"
she was just there.. kissing A.T.
and now she's gone

uttara: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHA

Aarts: where could she have gone?
:O
oh no

Aarts: she's in the blackhole between his teeth
oh god.. :(
sheepish grin

uttara: :D
can i paste in my blog?

Aarts: dudde!
people know who A.T. is, you know

Onam '09

Perfection personified was this year's Onam. So much detail went into it, all done single handedly by Tina Aunty. From the flower arrangements, to the bowl of jasmine given at the entrance for all the female guests to put in their hair, to the little gold ribbons hanging all over the house. It was gorgeous. And the food !! OMG scrumptious !!

Niyu took some stunning shots of the traditional dance we did (YES, i finally agreed to it) following which a hilarious video was taken and put up on youtube (!!!??!!)

Link (hesitantly embedds) : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87R6eMpp5D0

Also, i hope someday i have the inclination and the pure aesthetic sense to put together something so special.

Hmmmmmm.

Moods Part II

sleepy.

hungry.

mundane.

excitment needed.

happy? maybe.

satisfied? no.

routine-d? a little too.

love? zilch.

Homeward bound, I wish I was

People keep asking me this one question over and over again. "So do you miss Bangalore?". I say no. Why? Because Bombay's done a helluva lot of good for me, that honestly, bangalore never really ,managed to do. I am my own person now, finally. The few things i miss terribly about bangalore are my family, my home, and my closest friends. More than anyone else, my mother. I'm down with high fever right now, which probably explains the emo content in this mail. Sigh.

Torn

Have never been so torn, so confused.

Go away.

Soon.

Slumdog Reality

Shocking, but I managed to watch the movie only last night, a few hours before the live telecast of the 81st Academy Awards a.k.a The Oscars. I was expecting a LOT, post movie reviews and friends who spent a month selling the movie to me. Last night, it struck me at 10pm. My DVD player came on, niyu, aditi, pi and parul were forced to watch it (quite happily) for the nth time !

Slumdog Millionaire stirred something inside of me, that I hadn't experienced in a VERY long time. It was a mixture of many emotions, anxiety, shock, anger, joy, all rolled into one. Forgetting little Salim's face is so SO hard right now. That face just stayed put in my head, and will stay put for a long long time. His eyes, they expressed so much. Innocence that was taken away from him too soon, fear, an emotion he had never experienced, mischief, something he was well acquainted with, and joy, something he would experience only in the end.

It's uncanny though, Rubina Ali and Mohammed Azharuddin truely are slumdog millionaires. From rags to riches. From being just another face in slum land to having their faces being splashed over every tv channel. The happiness, the relief, and more than anything else the amazement of discovering a new life, for these two kids, Slumdog Millionaire wrote their destiny.

Current mood:

1. cold

2. irritated

3. contemplative (too often)

4. confused as shite

5. but happy

bleagh.

A true Mumbaikar, or so i'de like to think

It still hasn't really struck me, that i no longer live at home, in my little shell, doing my little happy things. I'de like to think i grew up overnight, took my life into my own hands, and started afresh, but never forgetting or letting go of the memories Bangalore holds tight for me. The abode is heavenly, in every way,the friends are amazing, the roomies are gems, work is challenging to an extent, but to be honest, life just couldn't get any better. I've met such interesting people, done things i would never do, and altogether just watching the world go by, and latched on whenever necessary. The journey by train everyday keeps me so highly entertained. I literally glue my i pod earphones to my ears and proceed to concoct stories about all the women around me, in my ladies compartment. Wondering what their lives must be like, the pressures, the happiness, what they might be going home to, the obligations etc. It may sound strange but believe me, it keeps you entertained for those 60 minutes everyday. I'm so so glad I took this crucial step in my life, Utts, i can safely say, has FINALLY grown up :) and is quite successfully living the Mumbai life!!!