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You know how they say your wedding day's the best day of your life? Yeah, I suspect it's only true because all the madness leading up to it finally comes to an end. It's like when bad plays get overwhelming ovations since everyone's so relieved to be going home. Like those near death moments from which people return, suddenly loving life all the more.

I'm.

Not.

Even.

Kidding.

By the time that blessed day finally rolls around, I really think I'll snatch up that umbrella and be the one telling my father-in-law that I'm going off to Kasi to be a sanyaasi. 

Soaringgggg

Please note the pun, because I deserve to be all cheesy and lame for at least 24 hours... we're engaged, we're engaged, we're engaaaaaaged :)

... I planned to be ten times more excited than this yesterday, but what can I say, it's tiring and frustrating going through pujais and rehearsed smiles and pattu, only to realize you can't even go back to the same house at the end of it all.

100 days to the wedding, thank the lord for my sanity.

To Be Young

Ok here's the thing - I've never, like, NEVER, had a boyfriend AT Valentine's time, EVER. In. My. Life. Nonetheless, every year I expect no less than 8-10 valentines, and god knows they've come to mean more than any boyfriend-given valentine can. Have I mentioned I've the most awesome friends in the world?

And so yeah, I really resent the hell out of the whole bitching-about-Valentines thing, 'cos to me Valentine's is all about the magic my friends create just from being there, no matter who else comes and goes. As for boyfriends, well paha, IMHO, they need to be awesome to their girlfriends all year long - Valentine's is just kind of a good reminder.

That said, I'm not above being all aww yay, look at all the love on Feb 14... just like I'm not above being aww, yay, look at all the joy on Dec 25th. To summarize, a conversation I had with my senior from college:

K: You're just happy all the time, evil chirpy person!

Me: Hell yeah, I'm too young to know any better :)

Type & The Kitchen

Would your directions to the airport go 'Step out of your house facing due north, get on to the main road, take the first left at XYZ building, then go straight for about 2km/20 minutes, you'll see a fork, where....' or 'I looked it up on Google Maps and I know the bus that goes to the school near it. Get on the bus, get off at the school, then ask around.' 

If you're curious, this is one of the ways to differentiate Sensing types (people who rely on their five senses) from Intuitives (people who rely primarily on the sixth sense? Lol). Being a true-blue Intuitive, I wondered how other Intuitives fare in the kitchen. Speaking for myself, most recipes make me go 'Well, duh.' 

Just name a dish, and, if I've eaten it before, I can figure out the ingredients. Because the ingredients have to be mixed in a certain order so they don't burn/stay raw, it's a small common sensical jump to figure out the steps involved. And then you cook it! Or so it seems to me anyway, and, I'm sure, most Intuitives agree.

Howeverrrr. And here's the catch. There are times when I'm midway through and suddenly remember a detail, like a spice, which should've been added earlier. I put it in and make the recipe work, but my mood's ruined, and it just doesn't feel the same. Nor can I be bothered writing it all down and then following the steps. That just isn't how my brain works. 

My solution is to reach for the phone and call my mom. She's a super versatile cook who makes anything taste divine. Her food cures me faster than medicine can. I smile for the rest of the day.  Best of all... she's an Intuitive, but one with tons of experience, who's unlikely to overlook anything.

I love those phone conversations - she patiently listens to my detailed narrative and only contributes when I ask 'Did I miss out on something obvious?' Because, really, that's the only thing an Intuitive ever needs to know. Irony fully intended.

Pfaff + Perversion = Epic Time Pass

While I love-love-love my not-so-new-anymore job, I occasionally experience a twinge of Excel withdrawal syndrome, where a part of my brain automatically translates day-to-day events into formulas or chart graphics. Plus, you know, I definitely miss talking about 'penetration rates' with a straight face.

... With due grimaces at Powerpoint for making this JPG far less pretty than the PPT version. 

Love Shove & All That Rubbish

Can you believe the lowe tag made its long-winded way back to me? Which is not to say that I invented it, but really, it's been more than a year since I answered this. Which is whyyyy it may be fun doing it now. Here goes. 

PS: I'd tag you to do it but I'm fairly sure I didn't give out this URL to more than 4 people, so whoever comes across this, all yours in direct proportion to your level of boredom.

1.  If your lover betrayed you what would your reaction be?
Gravity defying pink elephants with the moon on their backs are likely to fly by before this will ever happen. So null and void.

2. If you could have one dream come true which one would it be? 
My dreams tend to be nightmares, I prefer real life. And that's going beyond awesomely, so I'm good thanks. (My God, I'd probably ask passing genies for three wishes I can grant them).

3. Whose butt would you like to kick! 
Ehm, lesseeeee. Oooh, oh, arrogant arranged-marriage maapilais who think bride-viewing is synonymous with horse-racing. Also, people who end their questions with exclamation marks. See above.

4. What would you do with a billion dollars? 
Innnvest it? Till the exchange rate's better anyway. Bloody firangs. Can't do anything right.

5. Will you fall in love with your best friend?
Nope, who would I go to bitch to about my boyfriend then?

6. Which is more blessed: loving someone or being loved by someone?
Loving good food and being loved by good sleep. Wottey wottey.

7. How long would you wait for someone you love?
Depends. Are they in the loo? Asleep? Across seven oceans? In a coma?

8. If the person you like is secretly attached, what would you do?
Advise them to grow a pair 'cos no one deserves to be a 'secret'. That's how shrinks make money, y'all.

9. If you could root for one social cause which one would it be?
Now that the cheeseburst pizza's back, ehm... registered marriages, the abolishment of gold and pattu from Iyer functions, reverse feminism (ie: I am a woman and I will fucking sit at home all day if I want to, you go work.)

10. What takes you down the fastest?
Continual dedicated research shows that walking downwards on a moving escalator's the easiest way.

11. What do you loathe most in people? 
People. Tralala.

12. What's your fear?
Solitude. It makes me obsessive. Just come see how many times I sweep my house in a day.

13. Would you rather be single and rich or married and poor?
I'm never going to be poor, 'cos hi, I've a degree and can well work for money. I'm never going to be rich, 'cos hi, I don't really give too much of a damn about money. As for single or married... does the guy believe in reverse feminism or not?

14. What is the first thing you do when you wake up? 
Run to the beach. Yeah, I love my life too.

15. If you fall in love with two people simultaneously who would you pick? 
Me? Clearly I've issues that need to be sorted before I make a decision.

16. Would you give all in a relationship?
What else is the point? Loser question.

17. What's eating you now?
The need to pee.

18. Do you prefer being single or in a relationship?
At the moment, in this particular relationship. Otherwise being single's quite fun.