Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Some Bizzare thoughts

This weekend I had been to Indian Culture Association. But Sad I could hardly meet any Indians there? As an Indian all were aliens to me. There were Tamilians, Andhraites, Gujju, bongs, punjabis, odisians, kannadigas, mallu's, Upities, biharis. I later donned the Kannadiga (Karnatakian) Tag I met many friends. And as mumbaite more and more friends. Later as a Telugu (as my hubby is andhraite) feeling was homely. Without knowing much of a telugu I got to have a great authenticated Andhra food. Yummy it was.


I am just wondering about my son. Where he stands? We either speak Kannada or Telugu or marati at home yet as main reason is I don’t want my son to carry the south Indian accent in his English or Hindi. I don’t mind him talking my Language in English accent when he grows up. Mockery at home is fine not at other places.


Now I feel I need to teach him some tradition else he will feel Panipuri, Samosa, burger, Pizza, Pasta are our traditional dishes :D. Before I teach him I need to take some crash course on my culture. I meant authenticated culture. Even my folks too don’t follow much. We live according to convenience.

Sunday, August 22, 2010

Grrrrrrrrrr.....................................

Now a days I am in a fix. I just cant understand some people. Grrrr..... When I call them the call goes in missed list & no courtesy to call back immediately & after week they call me & say "hey whats up. No news from ur side long time.Is everything Ok. Hmm bad no time for friends?"




Now I have mastered my diplomatic style I say "Yepp buddy just tied up with some stuffs, u were just behind my mind. Just about to call u & what a coincidence you called me with a girlie giggle"



But inside my mind " Bloody hell, Dont I have a better job"



I have plenty of friends in Orkut, facebook, yahoo messenger. But when I am in real in mess & need some friends or shoulder I just dont feel connected to these people.



My fingers just dial a friend who is not in my facebook, orkut or gtalk. And sometimes I feel I am so mean I remember such friends only when I am in mess.