Feel at home
Posted On Friday 5 February 2010 at at 12:29 AM by SneoThis "feel at home" feeling is a very weird one. For starters, I never feel at home. Not in my 3 homes: grany's, friend's or parents's home. Maybe having 3 choices for a home makes it more difficult on the little grey cell that I call my brain. The little grey cell (lgc) feels it needs a single home or no home.
"lgc" doesn't feel having no home and being on the road is a bad thing because it has seen high levels of inner peace when on the move. And when asked to be in a single place for a month or so, "lgc" probably get confused and doesn't know what to do. Then "lgc" starts crying and comes up with reasons like loneliness, work overload, PMS, bad food, etc etc. All because we are not "feeling at home" in the house that houses the worldly belongings. Maybe like "Letta in China", I should just take off to work for the wellness of others but the "lgc" reminds me of petty materialistic things in the wish list. And we need to work to afford them. SO we quietly go back to work everyday and religiously wait for the weekend. Juggling 3 homes on a weekend indeed make my weak end. "lgc" is confused..
10 things of the narcissist
Posted On Sunday 24 January 2010 at at 11:50 PM by SneoJust when I thought of the dark tunnel..
Posted On Monday 18 January 2010 at at 11:38 PM by Sneo.. that had no light at the end, I kind of spotted a few fire flies spreading some light in the dark, dull tunnel that I am passing through. Oh yes, we are still talking of my quarter life crisis. Last week, I worked just like the week before that and the week before that. On Sunday evening, I finished the previous week's backlog and thought of a fine relaxation for the next few hours before Monday blues chase me and Sunday evening blues hit me. Today, the Monday kinda sucked for a start as always, and I suddenly took some interest in life.
Well, you keep thinking of Quarter Life crisis and before you know you might have even passes mid-life crisis and are in retirement crisis! Better late than never, says me..
I pulled out the 3 day old spinach and made a decent pasta out of it.
I started reading my friend Anjuli's book "Letta in China".
I painted my nails and am still admiring them.
I am thinking of 10 things about me for the next post.
I am loving it....
Turned 3
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This upmarket shopping thing
Posted On at at 10:21 PM by Sneo.. has driven me crazy over the weekend. So, after the fancy lunch at Khansama, I decided 'no more going to upmarket places in down-market clothes' and went shopping over the weekend. Guess what? The first shop on MG road that I stopped by was upmarket and had a sale as well. So problem solved? No way! You must be kidding me! I tried and tried and tried and got tired of my up and down journey to the trial rooms. Out of boredom and frustration of not finding that perfect piece, I generally billed a few items, which I now realize are not really usable in the upmarket mall. Anyway, that was also because it was closing time for the shop.
I went there again on Sunday. There was no top that looked smart on me and no trouser of my waist size. And all the money that I was mentally prepared to spend quietly went right back into my savings account, not that it got out because I was carrying a debit card. And Sunday, magically transformed into a miserable day because of this reason. I am sure the intelligent reader may say "if you got miserable because you couldn't spend the money, give it to me". I will just say No, Thanks!
By the way, talk of upmarket and Bengaluru's upmarket street MG road flashes into my mind. And now that I just came from there, I tell you, it is no longer upmarket and flashy, just another street full of construction work and most shops unoccupied or renovating. The metro construction has stolen Bengaluru of its best road and glamour. There are a few cafes that make some business and a few silk saree stores and super markets trying to sell. Most of the big brands who want a showroom in prime location have either shifted to UB city or closed/renovating. This is the weekend scene with paise-walas flaunting some cash in the pricey eatouts. The only happening people on weekdays are those who work in offices nearby and want a quick lunch buffet.
And I remember a decade back when MG road was the prime hangout of all wannabe college kids, including your's truly. All we could afford was the upmarket coffee shops (I was a wannabe upmarket even back then!) and a walk on MG road and window shopping in the happening cloth stores.
My upmarket idea seems to have faded off with the teen days. Sad thing eh!

