Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Exaplanation... I demand one!!

I don’t know if it’s Gods secret way of punishing me or if it happens with everyone. But there are certain unpleasant things that always n invariably happen with me. Come what may!!!. I try to reason out why n how n why me n how come always me. But I fail.
Like every time am in the elevator, n as u know there is always a huge mirror facing you when you enter. so, whenever am alone I take this opportunity to stare into it (I like to believe that am very pretty) n break into a song praising my beauty (your beautiful (2)...that’s true!!) ....just then the lift stops.... n a neighbor or a coworker has to enter....probably thinking "what is wrong with this woman?" why does this always happen with me?? Why can't I have some alone time with myself in the lift?? Why don’t they stop sticking a large mirror in the lift....if they know people won’t have enough privacy to look into it?? Why can’t I sing to myself in the washroom where I can bring out my inner self praising monster without people noticing it??
Next, dilemma of my life- I always end up buying two or more of the same stuff. I have two similar phones one is old n bruised the other I never use. I have innumerable peep toe sandals in every possible color. I have 5 grey shirts n 3 black shirts (talk about depression @ work!!) I have loads of huge big bags like am some gypsy on the run (that reminds me of my 3 gypsy skirts that I never wore).The list is really long. It’s not like I don’t want to try new stuff, it’s just that for some reason I always end up buying the same thing again. Is it some kind of corporate propaganda?? Or do I get sudden memory loss when I enter the mall??
@Work: Whenever a senior colleague comes to my desk am always on facebook or youtube or googling some nonsense (in short, being unproductive) they just give me the intense look and walk away. Believe me otherwise am always busy except for the days when my boss is absent or when I choose to ignore the work. There are 99% chances that someone just drops in now while am blogging . What does one have to do to get some private/creative space out here?? Why cant they just drop in when am busy and multi-tasking like a maniac?? Lifes so unfair!!
Moving on to my cooking skills, I just love cooking. (Sanjeev Kapoor is my idol.) The first time I try something new it always turns out amazing (or that’s what my dad says). But the second time around its just plain terrible, inedible by even cats. Even if I follow the same recipe, same ingredients, same kitchen n same utensils etc… Does the universal learning curve not apply to me?? Or am I just jinxed at cooking?? I just fail to understand why.
I wish, a point comes in my life where I learn to get used to such repetitive mishaps, or may be this wicked world will cut me some slack (I am so dramatic!!)

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Adrian Tan's Speech at NTU Convocation 2008

Just read something so sensible after sucha long time.....(Thanks to Zahra B for forwarding it to me)
Happy Reading!!

Life and How to Survive it (By Adrian Tan) I must say thank you to the faculty and staff of the Wee Kim Wee School of Communication and Information for inviting me to give your convocation address. It's a wonderful honour and a privilege for me to speak here for ten minutes without fear of contradiction, defamation or retaliation. I say this as a Singaporean and more so as a husband.

My wife is a wonderful person and perfect in every way except one. She is the editor of a magazine. She corrects people for a living. She has honed her expert skills over a quarter of a century, mostly by practising at home during conversations between her and me.

On the other hand, I am a litigator. Essentially, I spend my day telling people how wrong they are. I make my living being disagreeable.

Nevertheless, there is perfect harmony in our matrimonial home. That is because when an editor and a litigator have an argument, the one who triumphs is always the wife.

And so I want to start by giving one piece of advice to the men: when you've already won her heart, you don't need to win every argument.

Marriage is considered one milestone of life. Some of you may already be married. Some of you may never be married. Some of you will be married. Some of you will enjoy the experience so much, you will be married many, many times. Good for you.

The next big milestone in your life is today: your graduation. The end of education. You're done learning.

You've probably been told the big lie that 'Learning is a lifelong process' and that therefore you will continue studying and taking masters' degrees and doctorates and professorships and so on. You know the sort of people who tell you that? Teachers. Don't you think there is some measure of conflict of interest? They are in the business of learning, after all. Where would they be without you? They need you to be repeat customers.

The good news is that they're wrong.

The bad news is that you don't need further education because your entire life is over. It is gone. That may come as a shock to some of you. You're in your teens or early twenties. People may tell you that you will live to be 70, 80, 90 years old. That is your life expectancy.

I love that term: life expectancy. We all understand the term to mean the average life span of a group of people. But I'm here to talk about a bigger idea, which is what you expect from your life.

You may be very happy to know that Singapore is currently ranked as the country with the third highest life expectancy. We are behind Andorra andJapan, and tied with San Marino. It seems quite clear why people in those countries, and ours, live so long. We share one thing in common: ourfootball teams are all hopeless. There's very little danger of any of our citizens having their pulses raised by watching us play in the World Cup.Spectators are more likely to be lulled into a gentle and restful nap.

Singaporeans have a life expectancy of 81.8 years. Singapore men live to an average of 79.21 years, while Singapore women live more than five years longer, probably to take into account the additional time they need to spend in the bathroom.

So here you are, in your twenties, thinking that you'll have another 40 years to go. Four decades in which to live long and prosper. Bad news. Read the papers. There are people dropping dead when they're 50, 40, 30 years old. Or quite possibly just after finishing their convocation.They would be very disappointed that they didn't meet their life expectancy.

I'm here to tell you this. Forget about your life expectancy. After all, it's calculated based on an average. And you never, ever want to expect being average.

Revisit those expectations. You might be looking forward to working, falling in love, marrying, raising a family. You are told that, as graduates, you should expect to find a job paying so much, where your hours are so much, where your responsibilities are so much.

That is what is expected of you. And if you live up to it, it will be an awful waste. If you expect that, you will be limiting yourself. You will be living your life according to boundaries set by average people. I have nothing against average people. But no one should aspire to be them. And you don't need years of education by the best minds in Singapore to prepare you to be average.

What you should prepare for is mess. Life's a mess. You are not entitled to expect anything from it. Life is not fair. Everything does not balance out in the end. Life happens, and you have no control over it. Good and bad things happen to you day by day, hour by hour, moment by moment. Your degree is a poor armour against fate.

Don't expect anything. Erase all life expectancies. Just live. Your life is over as of today. At this point in time, you have grown as tall as you will ever be, you are physically the fittest you will ever be in your entire life and you are probably looking the best that you will ever look. This is as good as it gets. It is all downhill from here. Or up. No one knows.

What does this mean for you? It is good that your life is over.

Since your life is over, you are free. Let me tell you the many wonderful things that you can do when you are free. The most important is this: do not work.

Work is anything that you are compelled to do. By its very nature, it is undesirable. Work kills. The Japanese have a term 'Karoshi', which means death from overwork. That's the most dramatic form of how work can kill. But it can also kill you in more subtle ways. If you work, then day by day, bit by bit, your soul is chipped away, disintegrating until there's nothing left.

A rock has been ground into sand and dust.

There's a common misconception that work is necessary. You will meet people working at miserable jobs. They tell you they are 'making a living'. No, they're not. They're dying, frittering away their fast-extinguishing lives doing things which are, at best, meaningless and, at worst, harmful.

People will tell you that work ennobles you, that work lends you a certain dignity. Work makes you free. The slogan 'Arbeit macht frei' was placed at the entrances to a number of Nazi concentration camps. Utter nonsense.

Do not waste the vast majority of your life doing something you hate so that you can spend the small remainder sliver of your life in modest comfort. You may never reach that end anyway.

Resist the temptation to get a job. Instead, play. Find something you enjoy doing. Do it. Over and over again. You will become good at it for two reasons: you like it, and you do it often. Soon, that will have value in itself.

I like arguing, and I love language. So, I became a litigator. I enjoy it and I would do it for free. If I didn't do that, I would've been in some other type of work that still involved writing fiction - probably a sports journalist.

So what should you do? You will find your own niche. I don't imagine you will need to look very hard. By this time in your life, you will have a very good idea of what you will want to do. In fact, I'll go further and say the ideal situation would be that you will not be able to stop yourself pursuing your passions. By this time you should know what your obsessions are. If you enjoy showing off your knowledge and feeling superior, you might become a teacher.

Find that pursuit that will energise you, consume you, become an obsession.Each day, you must rise with a restless enthusiasm. If you don't, you are working.

Most of you will end up in activities which involve communication. To those of you I have a second message: be wary of the truth. I'm not asking you to speak it, or write it, for there are times when it is dangerous or impossible to do those things. The truth has a great capacity to offend and injure, and you will find that the closer you are to someone, the more care you must take to disguise or even conceal the truth. Often, there is great virtue in being evasive, or equivocating. There is also great skill. Any child can blurt out the truth, without thought to the consequences. It takes great maturity to appreciate the value of silence.

In order to be wary of the truth, you must first know it. That requires great frankness to yourself. Never fool the person in the mirror. I have told you that your life is over, that you should not work, and that you should avoid telling the truth. I now say this to you: be hated.

It's not as easy as it sounds. Do you know anyone who hates you? Yet every great figure who has contributed to the human race has been hated, not just by one person, but often by a great many. That hatred is so strong it has caused those great figures to be shunned, abused, murdered and in onefamous instance, nailed to a cross.

One does not have to be evil to be hated. In fact, it's often the case that one is hated precisely because one is trying to do right by one's ownconvictions. It is far too easy to be liked, one merely has to be accommodating and hold no strong convictions. Then one will gravitate towards the centre and settle into the average. That cannot be your role.

There are a great many bad people in the world, and if you are not offending them, you must be bad yourself. Popularity is a sure sign thatyou are doing something wrong.

The other side of the coin is this: fall in love.

I didn't say 'be loved'. That requires too much compromise. If one changes one's looks, personality and values, one can be loved by anyone. Rather, I exhort you to love another human being. It may seem odd for me to tell you this. You may expect it to happen naturally, without deliberation.

That is false. Modern society is anti-love. We've taken a microscope to everyone to bring out their flaws and shortcomings. It far easier to find areason not to love someone, than otherwise. Rejection requires only one reason. Love requires complete acceptance. It is hard work - the only kindof work that I find palatable.

Loving someone has great benefits. There is admiration, learning, attraction and something which, for the want of a better word, we call happiness. In loving someone, we become inspired to better ourselves in every way. We learn the truth worthlessness of material things. We celebrate being human. Loving is good for the soul.

Loving someone is therefore very important, and it is also important to choose the right person. Despite popular culture, love doesn't happen by chance, at first sight, across a crowded dance floor. It grows slowly, sinking roots first before branching and blossoming. It is not a silly weed, but a mighty tree that weathers every storm.

You will find, that when you have someone to love, that the face is less important than the brain, and the body is less important than the heart. You will also find that it is no great tragedy if your love is not reciprocated. You are not doing it to be loved back. Its value is to inspire you.

Finally, you will find that there is no half-measure when it comes to loving someone. You either don't, or you do with every cell in your body, completely and utterly, without reservation or apology. It consumes you, and you are reborn, all the better for it.

Don't work. Avoid telling the truth. Be hated. Love someone.
You're going to have a busy life. Thank goodness there's no life expectancy.__._,_.___

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Nobody laughed

No doubts, We all hate early morning meetings. My working day begins at 7 and by 8 everyones running from one conference room to another. And today was no different. We were all gathered up for a meeting waiting for her highness (my boss) everyone had a face that said "kill me god, kill me now!!!" and suddenly I get a msg. from her that she is going to be late by fifteen minutes, unable to controll my happiness I announce it out loud almost screaming: "mtngs postponed by 15 mnts... she is stuck in traffic!!!" >noone responds.

One of the consultants goes : "ok escuse me ill be back from the wash room in the meanwhile" n i just had to say: "oh well thats great time management skills">everones staring at me and am laughing at my own joke again.

Lesson of the day:I should really learn to shutup and controll my reactions at times.
my excuse is its weekend and i am too happy to be.

Being Polite

I never understood what is being polite in the Indian context in the 23 years of my life brought up as a desi kid in Kuwait. I am really confused, because what I think is pushy or clingy is considered as being nice and polite. May be I am not kind enough or may be I just don’t care enough but believe me once I understand the difference ill try.

We have guest coming in to our house without any prior notifications at odd hours of the day, even in hotels u need prior reservations but to my house ppl just drop by. The nicest of guests call from the parking lot under the building. I just cant thank them enough for giving me the time to change from my hello kitty night suit. So they manage to enter your house, you smile say your salaams *wonder y they came * wonder when they ill go *wonder y they dint call b4 coming etc etc but don’t say it out loud its ---->>bad manners<<---- !!!

And my mom’s rule: no one leaves the house without eating if its lunch or dinner time, tea will be served at any given time with all sorts of side items. And if the guest dares to say no he/she / the group will be pinned down n emotionally black mailed to have more n more. I fail to see why, Really!!!
I ask my mom why don’t u just not bother its not like we invited them. She obviously thinks am a social stigma.

Once an “aunty” came (uninvited of course) announced that she is too tired out of visiting so many people on Eid and would like to take a nap at our house. She goes into my sisters’ room asks her to vacate it switches the room heater on..lights off...pulls the blanket to her head n wakes up after three hours. Outrageous of course more coz me n my sister had to engage in a forced conversation with her kids while burying our plans of a beachside barbeque.
Sometimes I wonder are we just too good or do we know only bizarre people??

I am not a hater or a loner who doesn’t like to socialize. I can prove to be an amazing host if I have invited you over, ill make sure your plate is never empty and you eat as much as your appetite allows and have the best time. But just don t expect me to “be polite” in the way of forcing u to have more…or allowing you to watch your favorite news channel for hours or by not stopping your kids from wiping their noses on the curtains. Period.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Bothersome Behaviours

Eva been out there and got annoyed of random people ....so much so that you want to pull him down by his/her jaw with ur 'uncut for weeks' nails and beat him/her with the edge of your heels (one of the reason why i dont wear heels so much). Anywho....so yes i get tht feeling a lot. Seriously... who are these people??? how were they raised???

1.like this Saudi dude in his merc(with all due respect to the citizens and the nationals of the country and love for the car) stops our transport to work today and beats the crap out of our driver....just coz our driver was following the speed limits in a residential area. and crazy loon was saying things like "do u no that am a sheikh"!!! WTH indeed!!!! whatever happened to anger management/traffic rules/and humanity above all....They dont even have enough rehabs in this region. In times like these i really wish there was a superman/spiderman or atleast our very own low budget shaktimaan somewhere out there... as worst comes to worst i am hardly capable of beating up my own lil sis.

2: Eva wanted to bitch slap those losers back in the homeland (not taking the particular name of the country which is India) who are just walking and then they suddenly stop to kick the harmless stray dog?? am not so much in love with dogs but still ...
and those shameless ones who take an opportunity to spit or pee the moment they see a wall on the road??So is this what happens when u live in a country which is the Largest democracy and has the second largest popullation...i guess so. I no there are bigger issues to be dealt with but then again....if it irritates me....then there should be a criminal law agains it.period.

3. Then there are those smart asses who see that their is a long queue, people are waiting for their turn....to get their work done...but this dude will ignore all tht go right in the front, manages to piss everyone off but nobody says a word to him....(god alone knows why)....u want to scream n yell but ppl think u r over reacting. the best thing to do then is, to shut up and get back to waiting.

4. picture this: you live on the fourth floor, you wanna go out, u call the elevator, no answer...1..2..3..4...5..6 minutes pass. So u decide on taking the stairs, n u see some neighbors holding the door to the lift and talking to their guests. you want to raise hell but u smile :D...they see tht ur taking the stairs, but continue yapping anyways. At times, I cant decide if I am mad at them or I admire their gutts.

5. Public Display of Affection!!! its ok to very limited extent but please dont overdo it...there are kids around and also people with weak stomaches. **pukes

I could go on further but its kind of making me angry. So hoping against hopes that these kind of people do realise that others are important as well, if not that, then atleast consider that they are not the only ones with needs. Asking for a lot... i know!!

Monday, December 14, 2009

25 Random Facts about me.

1. To start with, I am an extremely random person.
2. I laugh the most on my own jokes.
3. I am extremely nervous arnd ppl i meet for the first time
4. I love to watch fights, applies to all, verbal/physical/cold etc.
5. Keep those lil kids who cant walk n talk away from me....really!!
6. I am the loser who cries at movies. Yes thts me. Sometimes .....hysterically :S
7. As a kid, I neva played with toys coz even back then I knew wht a big waste of money that is.
8. I hate the awkward silence and the forced small talk.
9. I watch the TV for the commercial breaks.
10. 75% of my wardrobe is filled with things that I have never used or will eva use.
11. I like to keep annoyingly loud ringtones, just coz it should irritate others along with me.
12. I go to the mall almost every week but I only shop during the first weekend of every month....no hy-fy monetary/emotional reasoning there....its just like tht.
13. Just cant talk one hour before going to work and an hour after coming back...the biological work mode is as such.
14. I always carry a huge hand bag. And it will always hold a small bottle of mineral water, so many tissues, a comb, sanitizer and a novel. And ocassionally a pair of scissors/screw driver.
15. I cant be diplomatic, if am able to shut my mouth.....the expressions on my face will give it away.
16. I want to be really good if not the best at two things…violin and cooking and by god that’s hard.
17. My dream is to be a psychologist some day…and also a Martha Stewart kind of house wife.
18. If i could eva go back in time, I d really want to go back to school and undo those things tht i did to make life miserable for some girls in my class.
19. Confrontations is my thing. Also, giving people what they deserve especially if its something mean and nasty.
20. I can't sit idle and do nothing for a whole day even if i really want to.
21. I used to be an extremely angry person at a point in life....cant remember why....but i was.
22. As a kid i always got lost whereva my parents took me to....and somehow they always managed to find me (once, drowning in a fountain)
23. i think am capable of setting a world record for getting perfectly (well almost) ready for whatever/wherever in the shortest possible time on daily basis.
24. Stupid people worry me. Really.
25. I beleive in miracles. yes i do!!

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Employement or Slavery???

“Freedom has a price, as high as that of slavery, the only difference is that you pay with pleasure and a smile, even when that smile is dimmed by tears”-Zahir-Paulo Cohello.
this is what I was reading while I was at work and yes I totally feel that way. Noones forcing me to come to work and sit and do the job right for 8 hours straight its my own free will to do so but then why am I not enjoying this?? I am very well free to do absolutely nothing at home apart from flipping channels in the coziness of my home. But I choose to do something more meaningful with my life…something where I can use my education ….but then why cant I stop looking at the clock every 5 minutes waiting for it to strike 3:00??
So basically I come to work every morning coz its better than not doing anything at home but when I am here, I do all my work with lightning fast speed (even when I am not required to be that fast) within the first 3 hours and then I have 5 more hours to pretend that I am busy. And then I wonder why do I have to pretend when I have done the days work assigned to me- May be coz I don’t want the coworkers to think that am doing nothing but why should I care when I know am smarter than them- those who cant submit a tiny report given a weeks time.
Why????
Funny….are the situations life puts us into and funnier it gets when it’s a routine we follow day in and day out without knowing why????