I *heart* Bombay (and well..Boston)

I'm urban..in the way other people are mountain-people or tunafish junkies. I love city life...something about dreary concrete blocks and grumpy people totally gets my juices flowing. Ergo, this will be a blog about me, my two favourite cities (Bombay and Boston), my addiction to Vietnamese coffee and my views on Gregorian chant and it's efficacy in curing some types of tympannic membrane rupture. Enjoy!

Friday, February 03, 2006

10 things about err..nothing really...

1. I had one of the funnest birthdays yesterday. Finally realized I have an awesome group of people to hang out with here in Bombay. No more whining about loneliness..I mean; when you have friends who will wear silly hats (Christmas leftovers from Cheap Jack?) and cheer you on as you flirt outrageously with a painfully cute German PR guy (In my case, the flirting involved insulting his mother tongue and then having him sing Happy Birthday to me in Portuguese..), who's alone?

2. Chinese food never fills me up. I can eat till I'm bursting and yet come back home and raid the fridge. It's gotten so bad, I have to warn my mum to stck the fridge for after dinner when I do out. Damn you ajinomoto and brominated vegetable oil!

3. One can't have enough books. After having bought about 12 books from the Strand Book sale (read about my previous Strand-ing here), I managed to buy 5 more this afternoon from Crosswords. Has anyone else realized what a rip-off Crosswords is? Expensive books, bad choice and NO non-fiction!! So now I have 15 books to read (I'm so happy!). 15? Well, I've already read 2 of the ones I bought at Strand (both highly recommended: Last Spring - The Lives and Times of the Great Mughals and Hitler and Stalin - Parallel Lives)

4. The Kalaghoda festival begins tommorrow. Something very exciting is going to be announced on this blog then. Keep your eyes peeled. (*retching as I get a viual of peeled eyes*)

5. Someone told me today that I don't look 30 one bit. Well, thank God for that..seeing as I'm only 29. And post-spa session tommorow, I'm going for the barely-legal (for all you porno afficianados out there) look.

6. Am very anxious. Hair cut tommorrow at Nalini and Yasmin's. The last time I went there I got a fantastic cut while ogling the scrumptious hair stylist colouring some pot-bellied Sindhi businessman's 3 hairs (a la Homer Simpson). This time I want the same..but I just found out the person who cut my hair the last time doesn't work there anymore. Gasp! The one great hair cut in years and I lose my stylist. A. suggests I wear a hat till I locate her. I'm wary of doing that for 2 reasons. I don't own a hat and secondly, what if she's working some salon in Goregaon? Dare I be seen in such a place? (I'm so shallow I'm about 0.5 inches deep. No jokes please.)

7. It's time to retire the Ipod. I spotted the Shivsagar delivery boy with the tell-tale white ear phones as he (as usual) nearly ran me over on his bhaiyya bicycle. I know Bandra folk tip well, but honestly! Enough for the dude to buy an Ipod? (Am reassured by the fact it's probably a Chinese rip off but still! Strangers won't know!)

8. The weather is absolutely dreadful In Bombay right now. Half the junta here feel cold and need the fan off (*points finger at Amma and about half my workplace*) while the other half need the temperature to be close to freezing point cause it's so hot. Why can't we have one of those extreme climates we keep hearing about? When it's cold, it's very cold, and when it's hot, it's very hot? No issues then no?

9. I made out like a bandit this birthday! My sister gave me what seems to be the contents of her pension fund, N. bought me a gargantuan bouquet of flowers (for the record people, I LOVE lilies..Calla lilies if you can find them here), P. got me bookstore vouchers, Meenu - a very appropriate card and an awesome dinner organized, Grandma gave me the usual 501 Rs. (I could use her L&T shares though).

I need more birthdays..suddenly I don't mind getting old.

10. Vacation planning is on in full swing. Now that I realized I'll never be able to afford a place here in Bombay, I guess I'll be one of those DINKs (without the D though..does that make me a SINK?). Lots of money, no responsibilites, no future plans living it up in Ladakh, Turkey and Serbia (My three destination choices so far.. Ladakh cause it's so beautiful, turkey cause I love Tarkan and Serbia cause I got a bunch of friends who've promised to share Belgrade's charms with me).

Current Music:
Everytime you go away (you take a piece of me with you)

If this was one of those Hindi movie titles taken from songs, I'd love to watch EYGAYTAPOMWY...


  • At 5:53 AM, Blogger roswitha said…

    does that make me a SINK?

    I don't know, but that made me laugh like a drain.

  • At 1:40 PM, Blogger Vijayeta said…

    Sounding awesomely positive and happy, i see... :D
    Good! Is this the Teutonic after effect?

  • At 1:48 PM, Blogger Id it is said…

    Tarkan is also one of my favorites. Turkey's the place to go! More for the money and great food.

  • At 5:53 PM, Blogger Ameet said…

    This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.

  • At 12:45 AM, Blogger F-cubed said…


    I always thought the gay equivalent of DINK was TWINK.

    As far as holidays are concerned I can most certainly vouch for Ladakh. Amazingly wonderful. It's the holiday equivalent of Rand de... You go in with great expectations and then suddenly get blown away with the real stuff.


    Make sure if you go there that you keep atleast two days aside to do the white water rafting.

  • At 7:52 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    All you do is fart!


Post a Comment

<< Home