Random Rants

I am back. So what if it is with a set of random rants. But I am. Hopefully, things would become less random after this post and we would start seeing some semblance of non randomness on this blog. Pardon me but I am reading Hitchhikers guide to the Galaxy right now and the effects.. err side effects of that are visible. So, back to the rants –

1. I am running massively behind on my movies. I haven’t seen Slumdog Millionaire, Luck by chance and Dev.D yet. Heck, who am I kidding. I haven’t even seen Oye Lucky, Lucky oye as well. Yes, you heard it right. On the other hand, I have seen Rab ne bana di Jodi, Ghajini and Chandni Chowk to China and I am not proud of it. I still cant believe Ghajini is the biggest grosser of all times. The world went once (fools like me), twice and sometimes even thrice (all macho boys of Model Town) to see a forgetful ass with an 8 pack. What is the world coming to?

2. While on movies, can’t wait to watch Delhi – 6. I am sure, Abhishek will redeem himself and prove that there is some truth to genetics. ROPM after Rang de and ARR after a gazillion and one movies are already gods and don’t need to prove anything. Do have huge expectations from Sonam. Genetics again! Another crib, if I may. It should have been called Dilli-6 instead of Delhi-6. I think the effect would have been more.

3. Settling in Delhi has been not as easy as it seemed. Staying with family after living your own way for 3 years takes a bit of getting used to. Especially, the crazy house parties that we hosted. Am sure, my well used bar set and the bottles with leftovers are taking a well deserved break. Well, rest on guys. Dilli abhi door hai! I still miss Bombay sometimes – the energy of the city, the independence of life, our apartment, lazy weekends, impromptu plans, chai break and more with pals at my old office. That said, Delhi has its upsides. Quality of life is great. Driving 25 kms does not take 250 mins like Mumbai. I am not paying the GDP of Zimbabwe as my monthly rent and I do have a lot of friends here. If only we had the sea side here.

4. I wish I could sing like Shankar Mahadevan, write like Amit and play cricket like Sachin. Unfortunately, I sing like Sachin, write like Shankar and play like Amit. While we are on wishes – I wish I could fly, become invisible and cook well. Ok ok, the first two I wanted when I was five and the last one is what my wife wants. I ain’t going beyond tea and omelettes.

5. I think civility has shifted lock stock and barrel from Delhi to a more civil city. Don’t ask me where. People in Delhi cut lanes while driving, queues while queuing and cake while cutting (Sorry, couldn’t resist that). People drive on high beam, come late for meetings and sometimes don’t even turn up (and donot apologise)

6. There is this tag of “25 things about me” doing the rounds on facebook. Its bizarre but I am actually enjoying reading that note about people I barely know

7. There are about 8 unfinished blog drafts on my blogger homepage. Somehow, I start writing them with a lot of zest and midway get completely off it and leave them unfinished. I don’t have the heart to delete them, so they just sit there mocking me.

8. I have a lot of random stuff to say

9. I really want to start exercising but I am just not able to build them into my daily schedule.

10. I am lousy when it come to getting up early in the morning. I don’t like it.

11. I seem to have hit a writers block. I used to write poems (well, I am being a little generous to myself by calling them poems. They are more like Hum and Tum’s experiences, life put said out in rhyme). Haven’t done one in a while.

12. Everytime I say that I will do this – circumstances turn such that I do that and that and even that but never this. Exhibit A, B and C on this blog itself. Everytime I have ended a blog by saying that I will follow up with something – I somehow never do.

13. I am obsessed with lists and writing stuff down

14. I wish I was more confident than I am. Was discussing with Tum and she feels that I am. It does not matter if I don’t feel it from inside. As long as I appear so, it is fine. She says that the person I was referring to as super confident might also feel the same about himself. I kinda agreed with her

15. Somehow, Tum always makes sense. I should listen to her more

Thats it.