The Week it was...!!

Another week has passed in the city and now as the date of flying back home is approaching, I am getting those dreams where you either couldn't make it to the airport in time or when you crash, though nothing happens to anyone, or maybe you don't know what happened to all of you because you woke up before that part..!! but whatever the case is, these are just anxious dreams I am getting.

The week it was.
It was a great week. Marked with crazy fun. We had a cultural program and I danced on the stage for the first time. Yes, no matter how much blabbering I do, I am not exactly "On the Stage" person, so it was naive of me. The dance was fine, we weren't really well co-ordinated beacuse
1. ours was a big group.
2. we didn't get to practice much with the entire group

So we weren't really selected for the finals as we weren't really co-ordinated group and I was a little more cautious as the end of the lower was slipping underneath my foot. [:-(]
But still we had a real good time. We all enjoyed the dancing together part. the practicing part, the impromptu bhangra we would break into. It was all fun and no worries at all.

I later joined the classes for the "Art of Living". It was an awesome first day. I was the chirpiest of the entire group. We were told a few rules in the beginning of the course and I thought I could abide by them just to discover the very next day that I broke few too many.

Later in the week, the very next day after the first "Art of Living" class, we had the finals and we got back on the stage, not for the dance obviously but in the saree special fashion show. I got a call the previous night to come with a saree. I told them neither I have one, nor I know how to wear one. But the girl on the other side of the phone, my team mate was positive and I agreed.

Getting dressed was a little funny, i think my walk was fine but since I didn't have anything of my size, I knid of ended up looking plain Jane and a little funny. But it was fine I guess. You need to make a little fool of yourself once in a while to feel imperfect and capable of improvement.

The rules I broke.
well, we were supposed to come to each and every class, not drink carbonated drinks and do the Pranayams taught to us. It was a great experience in the class and I could easily see myself completing the course as I am not really an addict of carbonated drinks and I thought I can attend all the classes easily. But with this Fashion show coming unannounced and I stupidly committing to look stupid, ditched the class for the show. [:-(]
But we all are faced with choices and we all make some decisions that we might regret and so did I. I decided to stick to my words and do the show than running away to my classes.

The Punishment.
I'll have to repeat  the course as I have failed o keep promises to myself though I kept the promises I made to people. I need to feel more responsible for self than the world around. Probbly I would be completing the course soon. I also missed the opportunity of going out to the Ashram with my friends who might be enjoying the serene environment as I write this piece. To rub salt to wounds, the weather is awesome today.

The Way I Enjoyed.
well all this regret doesn't mean I didn't have fun at all. I went shopping with a friend who is going away to the States for quite sometime. I am not really hoping to see him for atleast another year now.
We went around Bangalore driving in his car without exactly knowing our way around the city and pretty much reached MG Road without much help and taking turn on pure Instincts. I have realised one thing, I do listen to my gut feeling way too often..!! [:P]
But it seems to set me on the right path. Guess, no one's complaining.

Some Pictures Defining the Week It was!!

The Sizzling Infectors.. :P

Striking a Pose.. :D

The Shoes we got..!!

The Jacket I got.. :P

[Photo taken from the US POLO ASSN site..]

Another weekend in the City..!!

It is Sunday morning and I am still in the Saturday morning mode, the morning after a sleepless Friday night. I think Katy Perry has got the runaway hit by singing about the Friday night frenzy and chaos because everyone could relate to it. Though I don’t smell like a mini-bar on any Friday... [: P]

Finally talking about this week and the weekend, I had fun watching Rockstar. It’s a movie where Ranbir is the crowd puller not for his looks but for his acting. I think he could emote well and I could really feel a connect he had with the audiences. But the best moment was when people whistled like crazy when the trailer of Don 2 was played..!! Oh man it was just awesome being there... People really like Don and Shahrukh Khan looks like the real mean thing and man, he is sexy... [;-)]

I have the list of movies I want to see know... all lined up one after the other. I want to see dirty picture, Don 2 and Agneepath..!! All the three look awesome from the promos... I wanted to see Rockstar ever since the first theatrical was released. I thought it would be an awesome and sentimental movie provided Ranbir emotes well... and he did do justice to the movie. He played the character to the kilt..!!

The songs added soul to the movie. The pain is something anyone who has loved and lost can connect to. It makes you numb and you also give your lost love a thought. It makes you wonder if you can love like Jordan? It makes you wonder if men are really capable of love like as portrayed by him... I wonder if we humans really can experience such strong emotions in this age of short time love which hardly lasts a few months.

It also conveys a really funny message too. My friend saw the movie on Friday and I was going on Saturday, so I asked for his reviews, though I had the tickets, but I just hoped to know what to expect. He said it made him loose faith in the institution of marriage. The girl keeps fucking around with her guy friend, though not he can’t be termed fuck-buddy, but she doesn’t love him as such but just likes getting in between the sheets with him. She wants to be with her husband with occasional sex with the famous Rockstar. The husband and the Rockstar are guys used by this woman Heer. To help her save face, she is shown ill, as if being ill gives you the license to screw your marriage and sleep with some other guy.

Well this was the hilarious and funny thing, but I guess human emotions are strange and we really can’t understand them all... But I still feel she could have told the husband about not being happy in the marriage and then get a divorce and then sleep with whomever she wanted to sleep with. Then you wouldn’t have needed “Oh the poor sick girl” thing to justify her infidelity and sleeping around.

Overall Ranbir’s acting was the only plus in the movie with a crippled script and a fake girl trying to believe she is a  star with her pout..!!

Struggles of a dislocated Delhite..!!

Ever since moving into Bangalore, all I hit are road blocks, all I get are newer challenges. First it was finding a place to stay, followed by the struggle to find a flat to move into to finding the right companion to share the apartment with..!! If all this wasn’t enough, I had to get all the connections like gas, Internet and cable and list seems like growing with each passing day!!

I found a companion, a rather cool companion in Peony. We soon found a flat to stay in as well. She had a gas connection already in her name. I guess all these things that came free with her were the real things that made me happier ever since I moved into the flat..!! [:P] okkk.. I guess it was a little mean and selfish, but it was really the cherry on the cake... [;)]

We restored the cable connection people staying before us had. So it seemed going would get easier now. But the only connection that was to be set up from scratch, internet, really turned out to be the real painful experience in our lives.

We tried to restore the Airtel Internet connection she had. We felt just giving the reinstallation charges for the new address would end our plight. I have noticed one thing here; Customer care sucks in Airtel... I even feel tempted to generalise it for Bangalore as a whole though... [: P]

The connection was somehow restored after thousands of calls, threatening to drop bomb at their office by peony and the almost forceful detention of the workers coming to reinstall connection at the new address we have now.

 I wonder if we could have been arrested that night for detaining those workers. Had they logged a complaint with the local police, we might have ended in jail. We might have escaped the fate as Peo has an influential uncle. But still the thought amuses me, in jail for harassing and detaining the Airtel field workers..!! Wowwww this feels like some real psycho perverts or crazy women harassing 2 men in those lands where women feel vulnerable all the time. We could have been reorganised for our act of defiance by some NGO or women’s organisation for making women feel real powerful. All this is still hypothetical as nothing went like the way it shaped in my head..!! [:P]

The internet connection was however not stable and the laptops would disconnect from the net way too often. After many unsuccessful attempts to get someone from Airtel to resolve the issue, we decided to end our association with Airtel. Though I still wonder if no one showing any interest in coming over to have a look at the real cause of the problem we faced had anything to do with the incident of Peo forcibly holding the workers to complete all tasks before they call it EOD. Probably no one wanted to be detained in our house... [:?]

We then took internet connection from a local company named Hathway. It was a 5 MBPS unlimited plan but nothing about this plan was so called unlimited... How? Well simply because we had limits. [Have already written over this, though in a very different tone] Again after numerous unattended calls to their customer care centre, I wrote a mail to the customer support to get some explanation around the 128kbps speed we had to deal with though we took a 5Mbps plan [some real shit policy at work]. The customer care executive just knew one line, no matter what you asked him, he just retorted “company policy”... I wonder if he would say “company policy” even if we asked him the reason for being such a dumb ass...

Anyways, we were back to where we started from, no internet connection despite trying our level best to get a plan that suits our needs. I miss Delhi for the competitive nature of any service. I loved the “Customer is God” and “too good to believe” offers that were the notion of life in Delhi. But Bangalore makes “Gods feel like Beggars”..!! Here God has to take up whatever is being thrown to him… Oh! Delhi made you feel so powerful and even the middle class felt a little more valued there... I am so much more in love with Delhi now..!!

Well like a lost puppy who just got the scent of his master, we went running back to Airtel. The old connection that was disconnected was restored after a “Fuck you” and “you people don’t care” by my famous Peo. While restoring the connection we came to know the reason for the problems we were facing with Airtel in our first innings. The modem was faulty. I wish if someone came and checked it then when we were raising tickets for it, we might have saved going through the Hathway pain..!!! [L]

Anyways, what’s done is done.. We still have some concerns which are yet to be addressed. Our plan is still in the test phase and I wonder if this plan can serve us best. The previous plan she had isn’t available anymore and we are still left with wondering about the unlimited plans with thousands of limits.. These lies, these marketing strategies, I am tired of them all.. All I need is a good internet speed and a reasonable download spectrum..!!