Thursday, June 25, 2009

2007 - 2009

  • Yeah, yeah another new year
  • Oh yayyy IBS :D
  • Oh crap, waitlistd
  • Yay...Singapore
  • Oh gosh bloody beautiful
  • Spend spend spend
  • Shit, bloody weekends
  • Yayy Sunday evening...sleep time....
  • Good morning Monday evening
  • Oh god, PDAs suck
  • Oh god, Chinese food rocks
  • Oh man, rebonding
  • Oh god, assignments
  • Case studies????What on earth are they?
  • Oh crap living in a PG sucks
  • Oh yayy Indiyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa trip
  • Oh yay, biryani
  • Oh yay, pani puri
  • Oh yay, road side noodles
  • Oh shit, stomach upset
  • Oh shit, flight back
  • Oh shit, I miss India
  • Oh shit, I hate the silence
  • Oh yyayy Sale
  • Yayy I love Singapore again
  • Oh crap, exams
  • Oh shit my roomie snores
  • God, am never ever going to share my room again
  • Oh yayy an open book exam:D:D:D:D:D:D:D, the one who thought of this concept is GOD
  • Oh crap, I cant find the answers anywhere in this book
  • Oh crap, why don't hard copies have a CTRL F. F F F F F F
  • Oh god age differences
  • Oh god regional differences
  • Oh I miss Engineering days
  • Oh yayyy India Trip :d
  • Oh yayy SQ rox :D
  • Oh god, do not make this flight end
  • Oh god, let the same steward be on the return flight
  • Oh crap, No stewards at all??????????
  • Oh shit exams
  • What on earth is 'Relative Grading?'
  • Oh God, the uncles and the aunties:-<
  • Oh F, i swear a lot. GOTTO STOP. F F F F F
  • Oh shit, results
  • Oh yayy evenings at esplanade
  • Oh yayyy Pastamania, fried mars, hagen daaz
  • Oh I miss Indian food
  • My dear East Coast babe, am coming home for FOOD
  • Oh my friend's boy friend sucks...why do I end up having dinner with them?
  • Oh yayy movies
  • Oh yayy I have an employed friend now. So, I know whom to waste my phone bill on :D
  • Oh crap, select electives?
  • Oh yayy India Trip :D
  • Chi, Tiger Sucks
  • Oh yeah a new crush
  • Oh crap, back again
  • God, Marketing assignments rock only that I need to replace the ctrl C and V keys
  • Oh shit, inflation in India
  • Oh shit Recession
  • Oh crap 1SGD = 35 INR???????(the last I checked it was 25INR)
  • Oh crap, rents are sky rocketing
  • Oh god, living in a non ac triple sharing room:(
  • Oh crap, things are so expensive
  • Oh god, 4 tomatoes = 1 dollar implies 4 tomatoes = 35 re implies1 tomato = 8smthnINR:-0
  • Yayy India
  • Crap, back
  • What the hell has Fixed Income Securities do with me choosing finance elective?
  • Oh, why the hell did the chennai girl take HR?
  • Excel modeling???? The guy taught all the wrong stuff. Isnt he supposed to talk about john abraham or those A&F models?????? Those guys excelled at modeling
  • Oh god, Singapore's falling short of nice Indian men :(
  • Oh bus, please go slow, so that I do not have to sit next to him/her
  • Oh shit it's him/her, where's the nearest exit???????????????????????
  • Oh man, am putting on weight
  • Oh shit, why are Chinese men so short?
  • Listen babe, got to rant
  • Crap, a live project??? Does that mean no Ctrl C and V?
  • Options and Futures...Isnt this supposed to be a counselling class?
  • Commercial Banking:-o??????????????
  • Oh god, when did I pile so many books?
  • Shit, it rains 25hrs a day in this country
  • Oh god, am running short of reasons not to go that party
  • Oh yayy end of Finance
  • Bloody job search
  • Why the hell is every one interested in post - MBA life?
  • Oh shit HR
  • Selection Recruitment Training and Development - EH??????????????????????????
  • Oh shit its 25th June 2009 and only 2 more days for the course to finish????
  • Oh do I :( or :)?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

It's very difficult to be in a love - hate relationship

Monday, May 18, 2009

y are men so complicated?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Loo and Behold

Since, am currently weighing my options of going to India for good against staying in Singapore for few more months,me and my friend were discussing the advantages of one country over the other.
For starters, we started on this very interesting topic : Loo
Defined: a closed space to fulfil your very natural biological reaction.
The perspective at which these two countries look at the loo is quite different. Like they say good manner starts from the family,I guess Loo manners also start from the family.
In India,The child is asked to go to the loo quietly without asking for any kind of permission.
Generally parents are quite keen about the movements of the kids and thus ask the kid where she/he is going and if they find out its loo, the child is asked to just shut up and go.
I wonder why our government considers going to the Loo, such a taboo.
Cause every time you need to leave the house, you have to make sure that you empty your bladder. Its a house thingly only. Do it in your house only you know.
And men enjoy a different kind of freedom in loo manners.
They twist the definition of loo a little and remove the two terms: closed space.
They are not quite that bad. They do not make it open, they remove three walls of a closed space.Here, sometimes government takes initiative and sends a guy to paint “do not p*** here” on the wall. That guy needs to be paid the highest compensation in Indian history for the daredevil job.Due to continuous flow on the wall, the word Not disappears after a while, which stimultes an urge when read.
Now,now, even if you find a loo somewhere :
1. there are inbuilt inhibitions in the heart which keep sending stimulus to the brain like: a little more time, you are going home
2. there are no tissue papers. cut the cost of a tissue paper, employ a watch man /watch woman who wants to know wether you are going to p***/s*** inside those four walls (as if she is conducting a survey of indian p***/s*** habits and their timings) and charges a little more than usual to the former biological reaction and a little exhorbitant for the latter.Now you might wonder, how on earth the watch man/woman gets to know what happens inside the four walls. He/She keeps a note of time and takes no inhibitions in asking if you were really P***/S*** ing inside. Now, now, now p***/s*** ing is NOT for free my dear. The tax you pay is not counted for your p*** and s***
3. Ofcourse, the stink. The watch man/woman outside is someone sitting there and making free money. They are not supposed to clean the loo. Upon asked, you might be asked to cleanit yourself in return. There are no exhaust fans. There is this circular hole on the upper portion of the wall which leaves you wondering, if the whole itself functions as a circulator of air(inner to out and out to inner) That ways you can spot or rather smell a public loo from distance
4. There are no flushes. If you strongly believe in the phrase"the one who came last made the loo dirty" you will end up cleaning a lot of people's biological waste
5. There is not a single mirror any where. It's probably lying on the walls of the watch man's/watch woman's home.
6. There is no hand dryer. You are supposed to rub your hands on the side of your thighs. Hell yea...thats why you are wearing clothes.
7. There is no light. The exhaust hole radiates a beam of light. What do you need light for????? Finish you work and be happy
8. Loo is the place for people to be creative. They bring out the best of erotic fiction. DO NOT GO TO THE PUBLIC LOO IF YOU HAVE CHILDREN WITH YOU, else you might just have to end up giving a lecture on the laws of nature or end up creating a creative sci -fi
AND FINALLY....if you encounter any of the above seven, you are one lucky soul cause the watchman/woman usually lock the loo and misplace the key on Day 1 of their work or the inaugral of the loo (whichever is the earliest)and are snoring at their home

Saturday, January 24, 2009

Friday, January 16, 2009

one more phase of life

i feel so heavy, so depressed, so out of place
i am angry and lonely
i am stranded alone on an island
none to talk to, none to call, none to see
days are filled with nothing but dark and stinky shadows of loneliness
dreams keep me going
but now i really wonder: How long?
Patience levels are breaking
Tolerance levels are declining
Can I keep going? or is this the end of me?

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

talking about languages

contrary to my previous post..i've been very pissed with the current country of my residence for quite some time, but nevertheless......... due to the habit of sleepin early in the morning and getting up late in the noon (no no....please...this is a prettttttty normal cycle of a post graduate student living abroad where orkut and facebook updates run in his or her blood) i was introduced to the world of singapore cinema ( more about it later ) and a few thoughts mingled in my mind.
The four national languages of singapore are chinese, malay, tamil and english. Yea, even i thought that there SHOULD be a Singaporish, but am not a PR or a Citizen to make an amendment and even sitting down and formulating a new language would be tough for the government. But still mr.president i still think u should go ahead and formulate a new language. cause there are instructions and rules all over the country. even wikipedia when searched for singapore shows you a danger board in four languages. every announcemnt is made in four languges.imagine the amount of cost cutting if there is a common language. but yea.. for people to understand it should be a mix of english and chinese and malay and tamil. but if its a mix of all those, a chinese cant understand malay, a malay cant understand tamil and hence all the permutations and combinations.
forget that.
chinese is of many differet dialects and one kind of chinese dialect guy cant understand the other chinese guy's dialect.
even the ads go:
a common room for sharing
chinese female preffered
traditional chinese speaking preffered
modern chinese speaking dont apply.
exactly,for us foriegners all of them look and sound the same and these guys think all indians look alike and all indians are south indians. one of my frnz (a north indian)was even asked if she was a south indian and since she did not want to be seggregated on a direction basis replied she was an indian and is questioned back as to why her nationality is an indian.
helooo singapore...there are hell lot of varied languages in india may be thats why indian govt was thinking logically for once and thus we have a common national language or imagine a sign board like


in india.
by the time you figure out where your languge is you may no longer exist to read it:P