Just chatting...

It took a timely comment from Lemonade to remind me that I had a pending article left... the one on my laptop. Of course, if I wrote on that alone, it'd be a tremendously short post so I figured I'd just relax and post "one without the works" this time around.. a.k.a. just talk instead of aiming for stressing a point in a blogpost.

Well, first things first, Here she is for the first time on an international blogsite... my Dell. She's cute, fast and extremely sleek. The Dell service guy who came to 'tune her up' was pleasantly surprised at how fast she was handling Vista.. he wasn't used to a 2 GB RAM laptop.. wimp. Though I must say, I regret not having ordered the bluetooth cordless mouse and the 250 gb hard drive ( I was saving cash to invest in mutual funds, God help me, I've grown old !!! ). Anyway, for all you disbelievers, see, even I'm environment friendly, hell, my damn laptop is green !!! And SPRING GREEN does look good on a laptop... here are pics.. and yes, that is Riya Sen adorning my wall. She's pocket size, she's Bong and by God, she's Aquarian.. I swear, it's true love. Now, if only I could get my photos through to her, we could have our "happily ever after".

P.S. The first guy/ gal/ it who comments on my bedsheets will have a thousand termites infesting his/ her/ it's "no-sunshine receiving" areas.

Anyway, the first movie I saw in it was SAW IV.. You guys by now know I don't go by conventions and popular opinions. Well, let me add to that list. It is my humble belief that given a war of movie villians, Jigsaw ( from SAW ) would have popular 'villian of the century' Hannibal Lecter pissing in his snuggies ( you did know he wore snuggies, didn't you, Clarice ? ) while wearing a pink 40 D bra. I mean, by God, is there anyone even half as well planned as that old geezer. After Part 3, I was sure that the SAW series was over.. and he still managed to spook me with SAW 4.. kudos to that director for the tremendous way he linked it all back up. I swear, the guy's almost half as good as I am. ( and that's a big compliment coming from me, eh ? ) Screw gore, screw tacky sets... if you want a mind spook, sit and watch the SAW series back to back. Trust me, if you're even half like me, you'll be praying there were a few more like him.. then the world would really be a much better place with people being too scared to try anything nasty.. beware, if God don't getcha, Jigsaw will. And that lovely background tune whenever a twist is revealed..wow.

Did you know there was a football tournament in my university campus last week ? Big deal, you say. It was actually. Well, if Shah Rukh Khan came running down after the Filmfare awards just for this, it has to be. To add flavour to the tournament matches, there was a charity match.. where the footballers were Salman Khan, Ranbir Kapoor, Govinda, Sohail Khan, Ashish Chaudhary, Kunal Khenu & Shreyas Talpade. Apparently, Ranbir was the star on the field with four goals, while ( as usual ) Salman won the honours off the field, mingling with the mentally handicapped. Where was I in all this ? I was where I always am at such times.. 300 metres and 3 floors above the soccer ground, in an operation theatre, straining with my ears to the wall to hear atleast some part of the commentary ( Would it be a crime to atleast have glass panes in an operation theatre !!?! A little light, a little warmth, a little glimpse of Katrina... ) Sigh... anyway, yesterday ( 8.3.8 - Happy Women's day, Y'all ) was the finals and the chief guests were Nana Patekar and John Abraham from the filmi world, a couple of chief justices, the CEO of Everton ( wow, that's medium-huge ).. anyway, while I'm sure the news channels will give you glimpses of their appearances, there are a few tidbits I'd like to add personally. You see, it struck me as odd first that noone else saw what I did.. or rather heard what I did.. you see, as the chief guests were being felicitated, the background tune for all of them was the same - the entry tune of the villian ( Darth Vader ) of Star Wars. What were they trying to imply ?

Personal life ? Well, I (re)learnt what I already knew about myself.. that I will never learn. There I am, jumping to protect what I imagine/see as a young pure flower and turns out... well.. let's see.. that not only doesn't the flower need any protecting, but infact, it ain't no flower but is a full grown mango tree. I keep thinking I've reinvented myself, but in the end, it's always the same Achilles heel.. I keep thinking I need to protect whoever calls me a friend. I end up going out of my way, sleepless nights, outlandish ideas and outrageous uncalled-for expressions of emotions, all for what ? The belief that what goes around will come around. Well, the only thing that's come around after all these years is the fat from all that post depressive gulab jamun eating ( when in Pune, do as the Puneites... ) When will I learn that every girl I meet doesn't need my protection and that there really are a few out there who are surviving without my care and show of affection ?!

Like lil' Nicole Ritchie, for instance. There she is, a new mom ( well, duh !! Of course, she's not married. What kinda dumb question was that ? ) and she had this lovely quote I picked up in my morning online mobile news.. Apparently, she's upset, because post delivery, she's developed breasts and now has to wear a bra !! She claims that earlier she could wear see through shirts and walk around and not feel uncomfortable as she had 'tiny tots'. But now that she's 'grown', it's annoying and she can't wear see through shirts anymore. Pray why this sudden discomfort ? Pray why this sudden modesty ? Pray why am I still surprised at her antics ? Oh yeah, and to add cream to this comedy cake, Paris, her ex best friend is now dating "Nicole's present boyfriend's twin brother" apparently. I mean, seriously, I have to ask - Are their antics made up, like the fights on WWe ? And don't celebs get STDs or is that just a word used by parents to keep Indian girls from being "promiscuous" ? Just wondering...

Blogs. Well, I came across The Compulsive Confessor again after a long period. To call her a compulsive confessor is an understatement, as she leaves little to the imagination. Extremely fun reading, she's been on a news channel discussion panel regarding the role of blogs recently. Impressive ? Well, not as impressive as her blog counter which is presently running at 6 lakh plus ( wheeeeze !! Gasp !! Where's my inhaler ? ). The amazing thing is, I believe her. Boy, still, that's a staggering number, huh ?

That's it for now. Gotta go. My laptop's calling. She has a few umm.. dynamic anatomically appropriate motion picture sequences to reveal to me.