Vamp vs Sati Savitri ;)

I know its so horribly late in the night....my body is too exhausted...and my bed beckoning me pretty seductively but i cant stop wondering thanks to my Ekta-Inspired young sis who was watching some saas bahu serial before i stomped off and removed the plug and my TV went zzzzzz...
yeah so i was wondering about The Vamp & The Sati Savitri.... those who are not mythological-ly inclined let me tell you that Savitri is supposedly the great woman who followed (pestered?) the God of Death Yama to resurrect (rollback?) her dead husband....she crossed valleys full of acid, volcanos, rivers full of what nots (dont remember exactly what it was - Lava or Fireballs), she answered all of Yama's trick questions and then much impressed Yama (or bored and wanting good riddance?)  revived her husband and then Sati Savitri and her obscured husband lived happily ever after (where the husband wondered a lot of times as to why she brought him back only if she had to make him do all the chores at home and that he was rather good as dead tsk tsk tsk)
God! i always get so carried away in sub-texts..!!!
so i was wondering why all heroines (cheap cheap..lets call them female protagonist) are saintly... not only in their behavior & manners (Freud must be turning in his grave everytime one of these mahan nariyaan let go of her cheating husband scotfree and welcomes his illegitimate son (always the son!) warmly in the household) but they also dress appropriately. Their Sarees never flashy or full of bling.. Their make up is present in sickness or health but always subtle... a nice bindi, some cool bangles and their face always shine with an aura that can put a flood light to shame... They utter every damn word with respect and never even once have i seen a Sati Savitri Protogonist actually using swear words.. They wont even curse loudly. They always love their husband even if he is Prem Chopra reincarnated...They teach their (sickningly sweet) children every ounce of culture that they can digest...They weep silently without telling anyone (or smudging their kajal & mascara)... They always hurridely try and wipe their faces when someone checks on them while crying....They can cook so very cool without any help from the maid servent and then then stand before their Pati Parmeshwar and serve him with such a homely expression that husband would melt like the butter on the hot paratha.. They never fall ill...they never get itchy at the most difficult places... they never hog like a pig...they never are worried about inflation...(nor are their husbands... i mean having extra marital affair in recession is too much..) and most importantly whenever they appear (glide??) on the screen, a soft tune plays in the background or even a Bhajan or Kirtan... when their (Good For Nothing Else) husbands play romance romance (once every 540 episodes), they blush like a teenager...giggle like teenager...Music at this point of time cant be of a Bhajan or Kirtan (for god's sake) so they play some (stolen) melody or cheaper option is that they play single flute or chimes...

On the contrary, when vamps enter, suddenly all drums, plates, turn tables and what not musical instruments come to life all at once..so they get a grand musical (however horrible) entry... their sarees are always flashy... these ladies are even brand consicous... i am sure they wake their husband dead early in the morning so that they can start drawing bindi on her forehead... so that by the time its time to come out for the breakfast, they are done with the unique design and rainbow colors and bling..
if they are married (which they almost all the time are!) their huband is always a doormat with expressions so sluggish that even a slug would die of shame.
One best thing about them is that they talk to themselves in public... they can gloat, plan, conspire to kill, smirk all in public without a single man calling in ambulance from the nearest Mental Asylum.... their dirty plans are never heard by anyone...they can very well go and stand next to the mike while muttering but they are safe...
They wear earrings that can double up for bangles... they are always stick thin...They are always twirling their index finger in already curly hair to keep it that way.... their mom in law (and other relatives) are already dead....(or they are atleast planning for it)... they never have to cross the path to kitchen... neither are they expected to serve their husband...their entire life revolves around the Sati Savitri Proto and how to kill her/defeat her/out-maneuver her etc etc...

but frankly speaking i love Vamps... they are quite close to how most of the people feel inside for most of their lives... if only could one khun was maf or people would call you sexy like Dr. House on FOX when he speaks his no-holds-barred mind..*sigh*

Vamps are in... they are smart...atleast they do something other than crying and fasting for their husband's long life...


Tata,
Himali

PS: Now Now this does not mean i AM a Vamp... but i would hateeeeeee to be the Sati Savitri described as above...

On The Way....

Today i am sporting a new hair cut... paid a bomb and it all looks the same.. :(

Today all my facial skin tissues are cursing me for all the scrubbing, pinching, massaging, pulling that i subjected them to in a beauty parlour.. :(

Today i checked for my clearance thinking miracles do exists, by that atleast some people in Patni must have worked worth the penny they are getting paid for but no suck luck... out of 21, i see only 5 clearances actually done. Rest are all pending and that means i can not take a day off to calm my fraying nerves before i get onto the plane :(

Today i checked all my lists, texts, sub lists, sub texts, shopping list and realized that the allowed baggage limit is inversely proportional to the rate with which i have shopped.

Today i checked all my Invoices, Bills Paid, credit card bills, Remittance advices from bank ATMs etc and realized i have almost blown up my entire 'Performance Bonus' which wasnt much to begin with :(

Today my throat is jammed and everytime i open my mouth either to speak or to eat, it pains me some more..i cant complain.. i have gulped down too many chilled bottles of Slice and have been yelling at top of my voice in my office..it had to happen..

Today i went to Big Bazaar tad too early and had to eat breakfast at McD which wasnt too good for my taste...i dont fancy eating Paneer or Chicken at the start of the day... couldnt 'hang out' outside cause of Sun and mall was closed! no wonder India loses so much business every damn day.. (They actually have a small pep talk at the beginning of the day for all their sales staff over their paging system at Big Bazaar....management actually wished Happy Selling to all its counter staff... kinda cool... Patni should implement it too... Happy Client Fooling.. wow that would be fun...)

Today i went in for a rather late lunch and hotel offered us 'only snacks' so at 3.30 PM, i ate Pizza - 7 Jewels (i asked them to minus one Jewel - Mushrooms...not quite fond of them) and Vegetable pakoda etc etc instead of proper lunch...

so many bad things to happen or rather such an average day today... *yawn*

BUT

When i went to the shoe section in Big Bazaar, i saw a Buy One Get One Free offer and i hurrayed in my mind and even jumped. My budget allowed me only one but i was going to get another free free free for the same cost.. yieppe... so i saw these handsome ballet shoes in copper brown color with the customery bow on the top of the lining...loved them so bought them and then got a simple pair of shoe for the flight absolutely free... there isnt even trace of heel to them... being a stilettoes fan i hate to admit this but these flats are so comfortable..

Just some time back i was sitting in McD wondering what to order...and i got this awesome coffee to redeem the Paneer on the menu. It relaxed my aching throat so much... had another refill and drank...
my throat felt so bloody good... also repriminded my Hypochondriac mind that it cant be 'a tumor of the wind pipe pressing onto my throat' such complex disease would not pay heed to steaming coffee..hurray..i am healthy for the moment...

Dad loved the Hashbrown MacD sold so got him one more..
saw to my heart's content my dad throwing caushion to wind about diabetis and digging into Hashbrown thats nothing but Aloo-Mash fried deep golden brown...
Got him one more... afterall i wont be seeing him eating like this for a very very long time now... :(
My early arrival got me these precious little moments with my dad that i would miss very sourly...

and then i met Mahi and Priti... they came up all the way from Puna to see me off.... they started their bickering the moment they set their feet on Bombay grounds but i love this couple...
they were fighting but their arms were linked together... quite adorable in a very non sickeningly sweet way...
They wanted to go to Siddhivinayak temple so i got one more chance... somehow got the darshan without much shoves and punches... felt so good..

Joined us few hours later were Deepti and Pankaj...
Deepti had given up on her important appointment with her Internetwala...
and Pankaj had given up on joining one of his relative's pre wedding customs..
God! i felt so good... but we are not so formal around each other so that i could say thanks...
hope they understood that i felt indebted for their visit and their well wishes for my career, my life and my onsite...
I love these friends of mine who with such simple and thoughful gesture made me felt so good that i dont have words to describe how overwhelmed i still am...
i may not have friends who would sing praises for me...but they surely would miss me when i am away..

Thank you guys!!! These moments today, i will cherish forever... and whenever i come back, we shall again have such good times together... and this time we would follow the schedule and go for actual lunch... :)

TaTa
Himali

To set the record 'Straight' ;)

As the title suggests this is just to set the record straight.
i do NOT judge people based on who they sleep with. I am NOT homophoebic. I have NO objection with a man liking another man or a woman liking another woman 'That Way'. which way? who cares!! as long as the involved parties are ok with it, noone has any business of questioning them including me.

What i was trying to state today in much heated (and later laughed about) debate is that i do not see myself loving another woman 'That Way'. I prefer men...err man..Ok..alright. To make it even more specific lets say that i like men with enterprising and industrious mind. Someone who has sharp wit & terrific sense of humor to match mine and who is not 'baccha' types or too easily available. so by the virtue of relativity i can assume that i made my orientation pretty 'Straight' ;)

but but but.. thats my life and my decision. what i do not see suitable for  me, i can not hold it against everyone. ( I call Chetan Bhagat Trash...but i dont forbid my friends from buying Three Mistakes of My Life.. yes. I try to influence them not to.. :-P..but i never stop them..) So coming back to the current topic, if a friend of mine prefers a partner of same gender, I wouldnt force them to come out clean (who is clean these days by the way? Date rapes, pre marital sex, extra marital sex, open marriages, one night stands, fuck buddies, friendship with benefits...list can go on some more..) but at the same time i wouldnt be ashamed to call him/her my friend if they decide to break the closet.

If such a couple is committed in their relationship, offering each other support thats much needed given the way society treats them... they are much much better than those i see in malls..roaming around with two different partners (of opposite and prefered by society gender) at two different times.

so those who felt i was on defensive mode during the debate today, this is a public declaration of me being nonjudgemental about anyone's sexual preference in their lives as long as they are dignified about it...

Hope this helps a few people drop some serious (and baseless) charges against me ;)

Tata,
Himali

PS: I know i am going off the track with this one but cant help sharing...
saw a young, newly married Punjabi couple hoarding a tiny changing room in Shopper's Stop with one garment in hand which wont take 10 minutes to be worn and appraised of ( should i make it 5 since appraisee had an extra pair of hands to help and appraiser just by the side? ;))
As with the levels of hormones that must be making them less and less inhibitating, they did not even bother to hide their grand (and urgent if i can guess) entry and giggling exit!!!!!
By the way they generated so much of curiousity and elbow poking, jealousy, once-upon-a-time sighs (amongst the men), giggling (amongst the personal buyers), creases on heads (mine and lot others who were waiting for the room to get vacant (and clean most prolly!!!), i feel India is still far too behind to accept sex with all its normalcy. So those who dont want to come out of their closet because of their so called abnormalities are well justified....

PPS: One sentence for such horny couples.....please for the sake of humanity GET A ROOM!!!! and not the changing room!