This is one of those posts which are published only because I think the previous post has enjoyed more than enough glory. Close to four weeks in this case. In this time too many thoughts died before maturing. I wanted to write about our nation’s current state too, but I am just not in that opinion-sharing mode right now. Other thoughts have been way too personal to make it here. So what follows is just another rumble-ramble of words.
# My skin has still not completely recovered from May’s sunburns. I don’t know what is the matter with it.
# My knee has not recovered from the unregistered injury from I-don’t-know-when either. More tests next week.
# God might not have given me a job yet, but He did give me a painless root canal procedure. I am thankful.
# I got a new, hot-looking hairdo but the bloody humidity is killing it.
# I was hoping Netherlands would win.
# Some people do way too bastardly things all the time.
# My brother let me drive his sedan the other night.
# Retail therapy does have temporary positive effects.
# I watched A-Team and wondered yet again why the standard of these flicks has gone down so much.
# I tried Jiggs Kalra’s Legends of India at CP. The ambience sucked and the food was ordinary. Worst was that they had closed down their first floor and expected customers to climb two floors of ill-designed stairs for a ‘luxurious’ dining experience.
# Met Ranjan after about three months which felt like much longer.
# I also watched Tere Bin Laden and I must say it is a rather nicely done project. Enjoyed it thoroughly!
# Someone who called me ‘backbone-less’ a few months ago sent me a friend request on FB. Whatever is this fixation with raising the number from 851 to 852!
# On the job front, I think I have seen it all in the context of wanting a certain kind of a job. From no openings to unsolicited career advice to openings that got closed the day I approached a company to processes on hold for over two months to a near-promise which suddenly became ‘position on hold’, I have really seen it all.
It so fuckin’ sucks to be patient and hopeful. Today, it feels nothing different from being patient and hopeful about relationships with assholic men. I just hope things don’t end up being like those relationships.
# My body piercings have come down from nine to six.
# My laptop is ageing too much too soon.
A distance MSc. from London School of Economics costs close to INR 3.5 lakh. I think this is the end of the world.