Monday, December 19, 2005

the urge to crash

sometimes when i drive, i look at the other cars, and i have this uncontrollable urge to crash into those cars - to smash them up and see what happens. to hear that sound - the tearing and twisting of metal - that impact - that jolt you get in your heart. just ram my monster truck into as many cars as i can - until my car can go no more...Those days, i get into the office and open up the newspapers and read about the poor dead crash victims, and feel better that i didn't act on that impulse...it's not that i have a deathwish, you understand. i love my life. i love who i am. where i am. how many people can say that? not many, i can tell you. i don't want to die. not yet anyway. am having too much fun.its just that i think that in another life, i might have been a demolition derby driver. i would have been an excellent one. or a stunt man. woman. that would be great. instead i'm just a woman who loves to drive and the thrill of adrenalin pumping in my veins...i'm married. i have a daughter. she's adorable. he's wonderful. everyone loves me. i'm nice. i have lots of friends. work with my husband. my staff love me. i'm a lawyer and i do some interesting work.i have no secrets. ok, i have a few, but i've shared them with so many people, they probably don't count anymore...certainly nothing i can send to Postsecret....except perhaps for the abovementioned urge to crash...

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

december pinks

did i tell you that life has been good lately? it has you know. am feeling on top of the world. i love december. what a month...feel like i'm on holiday. wish i could go on holiday, but scared my husband off with tales of the tsunami... sokay...i don't really mind. as i said, it feels like i'm on holiday anyway.

difficult to believe that last year at this time, we were both horribly sick from dengue fever. he nearly died you know. picture this, we are both warded for dengue, he is in intensive care, does not recall my name or his mother's name or house address or anything else relevant, just as i am digesting this, the doctor wanders into my room and tells me to pray, as they've done all they can for my husband... god! will not forget that day and the ensuing days thereafter...

needless to say he survived, so don't worry.

anyway despite all that, i still love december.

there's a new chambering student coming in tomorrow, and she's 55 years old!!! i have till now been very strict about our recruitment policy - you were not aware i had one did you? well the only criteria i have enforced in recruiting people is that they should not be older than me...

Gah!!! so politically incorrect you say? how could you, you say...

true to a certain extent, but look at the facts please -

i am a nut. i will freely confess to this. also all my current staff, despite being younger than me, bully me or in some way get their way around me (not in a bad way, but in some sort of way, you know...) don't get me wrong. i'm in control. when i get pissed, they get scared.

it's just that i very rarely get pissed. so they get scared of me maybe 3 times a year. perhaps 4. otherwise, they are just standing here strangling me or poking me or generally getting me to do things for them.... which i don't mind. i love them, and you only get as maneouvered as you allow it right?

but imagine if they were older than me!!! i would probably get squished or managed or patronised at the least.

so this new chambie is years older than me, and i am sitting here wondering, hmmm, how did i get myself into this...

also the rest of the office is looking at me, and asking, shri, how did you agree to this...

very interesting. she's coming tomorrow. we are all very concerned. obviously i cannot address this in my office blog, as she may someday have access to it...you may have noticed that whilst this blog is linked to the office blog, the office blog is not linked to here...

so will keep you posted...

Tuesday, December 13, 2005


Alysha and Gitanjali (with half of alysha's barbie doll cake in the background), and sham's hand attempting to remove alysha's tiara...

I, the comforter

i don't know whether i've mentioned this before, but i have this hideous talent, call it a knack if you will, or something else - can't really say what the right word is...probably have to invent one...

people just come to me and pour their troubles out...

no, no, no...wait first. you have to hear the whole thing first before you can make up your mind, no?

when i say people, please understand that this is not restricted to people i know...sometimes, i don't know them at all, sometimes i do (obviously), but occassionally its' people i've just met, or people i know who don't keep in touch with me at all, who end up in trouble and then come looking for me... strange huh? i think so too.

when i say pour their troubles out, i mean literally crying, weeping sobbing etc, donno know why... and to be more exact, why me?

i once got on a bus (have i told you this one already? cannot remember. am total nincompoop when it comes to remembering things obviously) abd bought a ticket from the conductor (i know, i know, this is what you are supposed to do...), and then....

the conductor sat down next to me and started telling me how two months ago he got married to this girl, who ran away from him last month, and then this month, she and her boyfriend were killed in a motorbike accident...

how bizarre is that? so bizarre ok. no words for it, and how often does it happen to you ? (not the get married, running away story la, but the total stranger coming and telling you this story thing..) it happens to me all the time ... no kidding.

and then if a disaster strikes any of my loved ones, i'm the one they tell first. maybe it's b'cos i'm a cheerful personality. sham says it's b'cos i listen well... i don't know... i'm just the comforter

anyway the latest one to lean on me was sg (probably its best that i keep his name confidential) who called me yesterday crying because he had been given some terrible news... how?

felt really bad for him, but couldn't do much except to tell him to come over...poor thing.

perhaps it's because i'm this rabidly insanely cheerful person. you feel like giving me bad news to wipe off that grin on my face... who knows...

Thursday, December 08, 2005


just popped over to sham's blog and realised, the photos from alysha's party are up... they look so good. have stolen one of the four of us (sham alysha, gitanjali and me) to post here. it was a great party, and gitanjali had a blast. they face painting lady painted a butterfly on gitanjali's face, and for two whole days, she refused to believe that it had been washed off.... shall show her this photo to remind her of it. am so glad blogger lets us post photos now. so fun!!!

Wednesday, December 07, 2005

poor ole me

am so ill. poor baby me... have to go to the doc, will go to the doc, shall be going v. shortly i'm sure...

tried to take the morning off, but G was at me, telling me to get uppp! lettt'ss gooo!!! so got dressed, sent her to my mom's and came into office for some peace and quiet.

she had food poisoning yesterday (horrors!!) - am bad mother apparently for feeding my daughter store bought chicken (my mom, the ever omnipresent one could tell that it was because i had fed her the claypot chicken rice i had cooked, without checking to see if the chicken came with some kind of health dept. clearance (subnote: i tried to explain avian flu to her, but she just went off muttering about feeding street (!!) chicken to babes (!!!)) - what to do?

luckily my pediatrician is an angel - children can get food poisoning simply because they touch something, then eat it... see, i knew it, am only slightly bad mother.... can still be redeemed (at least for a massage chair under bonusslink no?)

i went partying on friday nite!!! YAY! for me!!! YAY! HURRAH!! had such fun. danced and danced and danced. also somehow french kissed ajeet (who's a girl!!!) - sadly it wasn't good for either one of us because it was such a rush job. i donno what happened. she just wanted to kiss me i guess. nowadays i am quite hot you know. did i tell you i went and streaked my hair? am slightly blonde now, and baby, it looks like they have more fun...

also have new glasses. makes me look like the model in a spectacles ad (slightly). v. cool.

so like that lah.