Against my better judgement, I'm feeling a little bad.

Mood: Slightly (only very slightly) remorseful

Say it isn't so

The worst kind of person.
The apathetic kind.

About: Me

I reiterate that I don't believe in charity.
It's simple. It's the hierarchy of needs in a nutshell.
This simply doesn't fall into the purview of a need.

What  I do believe in is enabling and being enabled to do something.
It's gratification at the end of the day. The gratification of self actualization as Mr. Maslov puts it.
Throwing a strategy together, being clever, playing with and controlling a situation, it's just fun.

Being at the top of a theory certainly is.

  

About fitting into a 6

If,  'Let me fit into a 6.' is my prayer for today; I think that pretty much speaks for itself.
It either means I'm self absorbed (aren't we all?) or I'm slightly on the chubby side (again, aren't we all?). 

I've turned into an absolute bitch.


Category: As if writing it down will somehow redeem me

I can easily see myself being a workaholic.
All it takes is liking what you do. It's as easy as that.

What I didn't anticipate though were the headaches.
Easily a direct result of insufficient sleep and staring too long at the computer.

Forgetting how to have a life comes easily.
Stopping to talk to people and not reading books anymore are things I don't even notice I've missed.

I notice that I stutter sometimes when I speak. It's slightly unnerving. I've never stuttered in my life. Before this. I realise it isn't nerves. It's lack of practice. I've just stopped talking to people. Imagine that.

Wow.

Jewels from the workplace

You cannot leave without doing things half done.


Category: You don't say?

We're loyal like that.
We pointedly dislike anyone who has been unkind to our friends.
So, when I think about it, there exist people that I've never even met, that I dislike on principle.

I hope they rot in hell. That's right. All of them.

"And is this selection natural?", she asked,

I sometimes wonder how I've come to have over a 1000 friends on Facebook when I claim that I only have 5 friends and when these aren't in hearing distance (I mean around :), I calmly insist that I have none.

My conclusion is that I've lived a long time and done many things in this time and at each stop met a 100 or 200 people. And wonderful people they have been.

But as I always say, it's a process of Natural Selection and no one needs me to explain that.

All I want to do is climb.

But good people don't do bad things.

I never set out to achieve anything. And yet I did.
A sense of self.
My biggest achievement.

Can't hardly wait

I love what I'm doing.
I hate where I'm doing it and I can't wait to leave.

No one did

I was thinking about this group of people I know.
Something's wrong with them. I'm convinced of it.

Something has to be wrong when all the male specimens [and specimens are what they are], all friends, make a move on a girl irrespective of whether they are married, single, engaged, seeing someone, old, young, on drugs, possibly gay, it doesn't matter. They will try their luck. All of them. And compete with each other to boot.

It makes me wonder, is that all it boils down to?


Category: Getting lucky

I love it when things like this happen

I heard something nice today.
A story. True.
It involved a baby, an ocean crossing, a chance meeting, the start of a friendship, a meddling mother and still. 
Things fell perfectly into place.  Maybe because of the meddling mother.


I mean, what are the odds.


Category: Just like a paperback novel

Slowly, Surely, Surly. Turning.

My God, this is so gay

http://www.youtube.com/user/TaylorSwiftVEVO

I like to insist that individuals have an in built ability to make decisions.
If this is really true, why then do I need to be listened to? Why the need for the advisory board to contribute with their own logic, which in the end aligns with my own?

When it comes to making a decision, I'm always completely sure. So, an emotional reinforcement is what this must be.

Category: Must be

:)

What I say and what I think, matters. My opinion about these, the acknowledged few, matters. As it should.
And yet, it seems, I'm careless. Careless with my opinion. Careless with people.
I never imagined that this of all things is what I would end up being.


About me: Careful 

Today my family sat around and we talked about our experiences with Indian cops.
Hilarious.

:)

I'd like my life back.

Megan (Age 6): I'm allergic to rubbish.


Category: Aren't we all?

And another one. And another one.

I have the best mother.

Category: <3 br="">

She talks only to people she truly likes.

I was informed today that people who try to push people down to put themselves up are just smart.
It left a bad taste in my mouth.


Category: There's something wrong with the world

If I had eight hours to chop down a tree, I'd spend six hours sharpening my axe.
-Abraham Lincoln

Inside the Box

It's so amazing here.

Information I do believe, is money.

The pleasure in keeping my mind alive.
The pleasure in learning.

We all have our crosses to bear.
Mine has big bulging eyes.

A sudden spurt of nasty. Again.


Category: Sigh

This is so nice

Courtesy: Lauraspora

I've never wanted or needed to notice anything about anyone before and I suddenly find that I do.
It's disappointing to say the least. To watch people centre their lives around the opinion of one person.
Seriously? What's wrong with everybody.
And yet, the exceptions. And thankfully there are exceptions. They just exceed all expectations.

To the exceptions. To the exceptional.

And if you have to care about anyone's opinion at all, maybe you should care about your own, of yourself.

Category 1: Never fitting in
Category 2: Not even going to try

stalk

Just saying

If you're going to do anything. Anything at all. Make sure you're kicking ass while you're doing it.

Seeing it as you see it. Oh Wow

Category: Google Glass
Courtesy: Sunil Pai as retweeted from Michael Mahemoff

Learning their manners and being helpful

Tama (age 5): When someone says a thank you, someone has to say you're welcome.

To Maya (age 5): What's the magic word?
Maya: Abracadabra!

Megan (age 6) while watching Dora Explorer on TV: We helped them so much Maya and they didn't give us any ice cream.

In repair

An unintentional reference to something that could vaguely pass for a penis is all  it takes to get some people rolling on the floor.

We've got quite a few of those types in the office.


Category: Somebody shoot me please

I'm thinking of things lost. Of things I wish I'd never.

A note. That note on a paper on a recorded cassette which had Tracy Chapman songs on it. Both the note and the tape.
The first carabiner and the second.
Sin City - Frank Miller and Love Story - Eric Segal

An objectiveness that offends.

Jump

People jump to conclusions. All the time.
And I wonder. Should I explain?

I usually don't.

How interesting it all and everything is.

Is this real. Is this pretend.

There's a division in my mind.


Category: Alice

Sticky

tape.words.people

The Glue

Some people are the glue that holds groups together.
It's a talent to be the glue. It certainly is.

A Valentine Video - Post Secret

Somewhere in Italy

There are two kinds of people I've noticed recently. The ones that inspire people. The ones that manipulate.

The world is a circus.

I don't.
I don't lie. I don't make things up.
I won't.

Everywhere I turn. Oddballs.

At least somebody is

My Cousin. He's happy. His friends are over at his place and they're singing. At the top of their lungs.

Au secour

People help. People are helping.

Today and everyday I have to contend with the most mean spirited, negative, horrible human being I have ever encountered.

That's all.


Category: Spawn of Satan

Still

So straightforward. So naive.

I am neither

We've been informed that we need to be shameless and aggressive to do this job.

Don't air your mental framework in public.

Minorities have the liberty

I make observations. I remain apathetic.

What goes by largely unnoticed is that on an average, people are incapable of existing beyond feeding off the ideas of other people. Taking them on, parading them as their own.

Substandard is the accepted standard.

Uncouth

1) Did I plateau?
2) Do I mind?

What Circuit City Learned About Valuing Employees

http://blogs.hbr.org/cs/2012/10/what_circuit_city_learned_abou.html

Rules and policies and regulations and stipulations are innovation killers. People do their best work when they’re unencumbered. If you’re spending a lot of time accounting for the time you’re spending, that’s time you’re not innovating.

It's awesome to be studying again!

Mood: Happy

So, my diamond earrings have been found.
All I need now is my phone and love interest to come back.

Position of fingers: Crossed

The straw that broke the camel's back.

I must say

I have the nicest friends, family and colleagues.


Category 1: The luckiest
Category 2: <3>

Intolerance is wrong, wherever it comes from.
-Yamanoor Srihari

I want to tell people who are starting out, something that was said a long time ago. Keep doing it, whatever it is you're doing and you'll get good at it. Trust me. No one was born a superstar.

Category: Aristotle / Malcolm Gladwell / Me

I want to have stress free blueberry chai with my sisters.
I want to read late into the night.
I want to have an early morning walk on Kudle beach with anyone.
I want relaxed weekend breakfasts.
I want to run and climb and swim and travel.
I want to have a life outside of work again. 
 

Karna

My favourite fictional hero.

I would and I do use the names of people as my passwords.
Most usually, the names of guys that I like.
When the liking stops, they serve as reminders, that I did and that I'm capable of it and not to forget it.

I found my secret talismans. All I need to find now are my phone (or alternately get a new one- S3), my love interest and I don't really care about the diamond earrings.
Looking forward to a completely neutral 31 with neither anticipation nor apprehension :)

From one of my favourite authors

With myself

Negotiating and renegotiating.

Can't touch this.

Fabulous Yellow Roman Candles Exploding

If extraordinary is normal. Let's be normal.

A Long December

To Counting Crows and my friend.
I wish you all the luck in the world.
:)

How careful I am with others things. How careless with my own.


Category: Carelessness

Terrible Times

The following seem to have gone missing in the last month.

-My pretty diamond earrings
-My love interest
-My phone (which I love) and
-My secret talismans

I don't know if this is a combination of bad luck and carelessness or simply an encounter with thieves!
What a terrible time I've been having.

I like challenges. Challenge accepted.


Category: Having your work cut out for you

I must be tired of something.

There is no rest for the wicked.

Merry Christmas everybody.

Love,
The Grinch

Christmas

This year, I bought most of my presents in advance, even wrapped them all up myself, even though my true self had initially gotten one of my darling sisters to agree to do it for me.
I listened to annoying Preethi Sagar type Christmas carols among others.
My dress is ready and to be picked up tomorrow.
I'm determined to reach mass on time and suffer through the entire process.

I am a changed person.



Category 1: I don't do well with church
Category 2: I hate shopping when it's over an hour
Category 3: Preethi Sagar is annoying as
Category 4: I hate wrapping presents
Category 5: I love giving presents

I don't understand.

She's beautiful. And fun. And pretty cool.
You would imagine that someone like her would have the stereotype.
The happily ever after as a matter of course.

And yet, on her wedding day, she wasn't sure. She was freaking out.
I'm sure.

She settled.

We had a long, lazy breakfast. The only decent kind of breakfast to have on a Sunday morning. An intellectual conversation included. We shopped for ginger wine and did a brilliant job with our painting project while discussing Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory and taking pot shots at each other for fun.

I haven't spent this much time with my family in a long time. 

Category: Loving it.

Today I felt like we achieved something.

Category: :)

2012

The year of the jackass.

What I should be feeling

Relieved.

I feel

A little bit stupid.

What are you doing in the world??

- Megan Sitara
(Meaning to say: What in the world are you doing??)

Disgusted

I didn't judge. I'm not going to.

I like social norms except when they interfere with what I feel like doing.

I love Mother Mary, Saint Joseph, Baby Jesus and Santa Clause.

- Megan Sitara

Mountain maal