I have such an incredible girl-crush on Adele. <3
After effects of seeing her in concert on Sunday.
I promised a friend I'd write a long post on the entire experience, but I'm currently getting fried at work, so that will have to wait. I'm all grown up now. I actually have priorities that come before long self-centered monologues about my "run-of-the-mill"-everyday-life! ;)...
So anyway, I'll stop now, and pick up again later..
Caesar + i
This morning I drove my bimmer to work, with loud, beating, bollywood music, through my ipod plugged into my nifty auxiliary stereo input, well above the speed limit... and I thought to myself, "this is the life,........ oh crap ! I'm a Persian-guy !!!"
woes - part 2 (survivor)
Ok that wasn't so bad. Minus the silly shoes and jeans...I had a pretty good time.
woes
Today I'm invited along to play tennis, with a bunch of athletic, well co-ordinated looking, non-desi people from the office, after work. I don't have the right shoes/ clothes on today. My hair is a greasy mess, and most importantly I have not picked up a tennis racket in 7 years.
Kill me, kill me now !
Kill me, kill me now !
the reason why I'm never going to find a husband...
(this morning on the train to work)
indian boy: how much are you paying for your apartment
me: ...$
indian boy: !!!!
me: y? how much are u paying..? i thought u lived in north park
indian boy: yes but 4 of us are sharing a one bedroom. It works out more economical, no?
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: you have a room AND a bathroom to yourself ?
me: yes
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: do you bring lunch?
me: no i go out a lot. my team likes to bond over good food
indian boy: oh i dont eat out.. its 7$..8$ each time
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: dinner also you go out ?
me: umm ya i sometimes meet other friends
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: i won't buy a car. too expensive and i don't need one. insurance, gas, repairs, who will pay?
me: oh umm ok
indian boy: u?
me: ya i'm buying one this week
indian boy: oh !!!
indian boy: honda or toyota?
me: umm neither
indian boy :(faints)
well he didnt faint..but he might as well have !
indian boy: how much are you paying for your apartment
me: ...$
indian boy: !!!!
me: y? how much are u paying..? i thought u lived in north park
indian boy: yes but 4 of us are sharing a one bedroom. It works out more economical, no?
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: you have a room AND a bathroom to yourself ?
me: yes
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: do you bring lunch?
me: no i go out a lot. my team likes to bond over good food
indian boy: oh i dont eat out.. its 7$..8$ each time
me: haha yes yes (embarrassed shrug)
indian boy: dinner also you go out ?
me: umm ya i sometimes meet other friends
indian boy: !!!
indian boy: i won't buy a car. too expensive and i don't need one. insurance, gas, repairs, who will pay?
me: oh umm ok
indian boy: u?
me: ya i'm buying one this week
indian boy: oh !!!
indian boy: honda or toyota?
me: umm neither
indian boy :(faints)
well he didnt faint..but he might as well have !
erik's
MS (over lunch of clam chowder) : I'm on a strict sea-food diet...
HH & I: you are??
MS: Yea I see food, and I eat
LOL... Canadians
HH & I: you are??
MS: Yea I see food, and I eat
LOL... Canadians
Hand
Yesterday I went to get my nails done at a salon, down the street from where I live, at 6.45pm. A 55 year old Vietnamese woman (Hahn) was the only one in the salon.
She was quick to explain that she was working late because of my appointment.
I blushed and apologized for keeping her here so late, and made a mental note to tip her generously.
We got to talking and Hanh (pronounced 'hand') started to tell me about her life as an immigrant in a foreign land, divorced and alone in a strange country, with the heavy responsibilities of a single mother of two.
A refugee from the tribe of the 'boat people', some 40 years ago, she talked about the struggles of being 'traded' in as a virgin bride, escaping Vietnam and traveling to Thailand in the dead of the night. The fears that came with landing in Thailand, the most notorious capital of pedophilia and the sex trade. Evading all of that and finally landing in the US, the land of hope, that promised equal rights to citizens and immigrants alike.
Being discriminated against and forced to bankruptcy at the first business her husband started. Being married to a drunk, and the pain of having to leave him.
Watching her grown up son throw his life away by dropping out of college, and her now promiscuous teenage daughter, who is giving up all her mother risked to bring her to this country, to join the notorious profession of aspiring models.
Then there are the everyday worries of health insurance and bills. I quote Hanh, "I have oyster when there's money at the end of the month, and on other months I eat oatmeal, every month is a struggle". "All I can do is live with the faith that I have been a good daughter to Buddha"
I wont go into explaining her story in graphic detail here, but it will suffice to say that at 8.45 pm, I hurried home, through the darkened streets, wondering why there were so many bad people in the world and if it would ever be safe.
She was quick to explain that she was working late because of my appointment.
I blushed and apologized for keeping her here so late, and made a mental note to tip her generously.
We got to talking and Hanh (pronounced 'hand') started to tell me about her life as an immigrant in a foreign land, divorced and alone in a strange country, with the heavy responsibilities of a single mother of two.
A refugee from the tribe of the 'boat people', some 40 years ago, she talked about the struggles of being 'traded' in as a virgin bride, escaping Vietnam and traveling to Thailand in the dead of the night. The fears that came with landing in Thailand, the most notorious capital of pedophilia and the sex trade. Evading all of that and finally landing in the US, the land of hope, that promised equal rights to citizens and immigrants alike.
Being discriminated against and forced to bankruptcy at the first business her husband started. Being married to a drunk, and the pain of having to leave him.
Watching her grown up son throw his life away by dropping out of college, and her now promiscuous teenage daughter, who is giving up all her mother risked to bring her to this country, to join the notorious profession of aspiring models.
Then there are the everyday worries of health insurance and bills. I quote Hanh, "I have oyster when there's money at the end of the month, and on other months I eat oatmeal, every month is a struggle". "All I can do is live with the faith that I have been a good daughter to Buddha"
I wont go into explaining her story in graphic detail here, but it will suffice to say that at 8.45 pm, I hurried home, through the darkened streets, wondering why there were so many bad people in the world and if it would ever be safe.
(umm)
(busy at work)
JH to the room: (chuckles) Hey do you know why the chicken crossed the road?room: uhh...to get to the other side
JH: the other side right? .... whats the other side ??
room: uhh..i don't know , umm hell?
JH: no dude ! death... death is the other side... I just thought of it... that chicken crossed the road to get killed...
room: wow! that's intense
JH: yeah ?
room: yeah !
(back to work)
In reply to FB status msgs about the weather...
you know, I'm much more amazed at the earths ability to sustain life for billions of years than I am mad that its been a few degrees too hot for a couple of days...
http://library.rpi.edu/
And enter my first/ last name
Second, I googled my name, and it took me to
http://www.mendeley.com/tags/network+sciences/
which is another relevant link !
I was soooo excited !!!
Added to my "daily" dictionary ...
this past week, are the following terms
Chinook sprint 2, scrum lead, sanity testing, cdet, dijit, widget, portlet, scriptlet, liferay, rally, hudson, recommendation engine, mainline build, portal-ext...
the ugly truth
One half of the world is filled with tiny little sorority girly, in petite jeans, with loud giggles, shiny hair and permanently active Facebook and IM clients.
The other half is filled with chirpy desi girls, in Disney princess themed, decorated cubicles.
To win, you have to be a man.
lunch
Aug 2009 to May 2011
Go down to the Union. Get yourself a nice Burrito/Sub/something.
Go back to your empty office.
Fire up a nice podcast.
Peace.
June 2011 to Present
Scramble around, look for a new group to go out and have lunch with.
Pile into one car.
Go to a new place everyday.
Order the wrong thing (cause the script on the menu is tooooo small for you to see clearly)
Make a lot of polite conversation.
Come back feeling full and late- to a crowded workspace, stressing about saying/doing/eating the wrong thing.
Blog about it.
Peace?
Go down to the Union. Get yourself a nice Burrito/Sub/something.
Go back to your empty office.
Fire up a nice podcast.
Peace.
June 2011 to Present
Scramble around, look for a new group to go out and have lunch with.
Pile into one car.
Go to a new place everyday.
Order the wrong thing (cause the script on the menu is tooooo small for you to see clearly)
Make a lot of polite conversation.
Come back feeling full and late- to a crowded workspace, stressing about saying/doing/eating the wrong thing.
Blog about it.
Peace?
choices
20th January: this city of that?
10th June: this house or that?
13 th June: this boy or that?20th June: This roommate or that?
22nd June: this Business Unit or that?
27th June: Authentic chinese noodle for lunch or that?
a life of passion
some people aren't afraid of uncertainty.
they give up their stable jobs, as engineers and go off into the unknown to become publicists, entrepreneurs and musicians.
Trusting their talent to keep them away from poverty.
I sometimes wonder if they have ever felt the feeling. The feeling of wanting what they cannot have. The feeling of poverty.
That's all it comes down to in the end really.
Are u afraid of being poor?
Yes. Very.
YEAH we do !
Artwork from the construction site.Dedicated to PHAT people everywhere....
Cheers my brothers and sisters !
:D
last look at the bulletin board
Fall 2009, Graduate Assistant days, What pain this picture taking used to be.
Glad I'm not going to be around to see them take it down.
Location: Level 1, Lally, RPI
Next?
My last class. Today. Done. I had no one to say that to. Sad. Wired.
Last class ever? Probably.
Night at the Opera
If you saw 'Phantom of the Opera' on Broadway in New York City and put up pics of it on Facebook, titled "Night at the Opera", you are pretty stupid...
the difference
Lately I've been bothered by the fact that 'people' do not seem to know the difference between the words "marriage" and "wedding"...
If this is you, I'm sorry ! ;)
"Please attend my marriage"....grrr !
The wedding is the ceremony. The marriage is the life the couple leads afterwards.
The cost of living
It was a little cold. A little wet. A little quiet. The Air.
But what else was left to say?
Anything is possible in human nature after all.. Love. Madness. Hope. Infinite joy.
Of the four things that are possible in human nature, Infinite Joy sounds the saddest.
... Courtesy Rahel....
pangs
10.35 am. I'm proctoring a two and a half hour midterm.
I am so hungry right now!
BC just walked out saying he cant do the quiz right now because his grandfather died on Monday. He probably just made that up.
JS has been smirking frequently. I'm relieved, given that I promised him it wasn't going to be too hard, yesterday at the office hours.
AB on the other hand seems to be struggling as usual. I have no faith in that one.
AZ is sitting with TK. Seems like they're really good friends these days.
KP is alone in the back and looks worried. Typical Indian Grad Student.
Holly Golightly: Cat! Cat! Oh, Cat... ohh...
Its my parents' 28th wedding anniversary... and they're going to Breakfast at Tiffany's, which is actually the name of a restaurant !!
Trust my mom to come up with something cheesy like that ...
love, love, LOVE it ....!
Trust my mom to come up with something cheesy like that ...
love, love, LOVE it ....!
house training a dog
I was going to write a long nasty blog post about how difficult it is to teach a certain someone how to not push me to my limit and compare it to potty training a full grown dog... but well umm no!
i'm onto you !
alright who s the wise guy who came by my office ten minutes ago n pushed a bag of skittles under my door, and in the process nearly put me in cardiac arrest ?
AT, AK, SR... i know it was one of u...
and FYI, I hate skittles...next time it better be MnM's...
hiya panda!
trying to make plans to go see AS in Texas for some girl time..fingers crossed .. i m so psyched but have to go on a diet and buy some makeup be4 ending up there.. we cant have Kung-fu Panda(me) standing next to some Gisele Bundchen type(her) as her next FB profile picture !
Feb11.2011
I really am the poster child for "women who love boys who love boys"
u kno what i m talking about !
Feb07.2011
Washington DC. The westfield marriott at 7 pm
host at the wellington's diner and pub : would you prefer a table or a seat at the bar ?
me: a table
host: how about that corner?
(...boring one hour playing with my phone, texting, and forcing dinner down...)
Washington DC. The westfield marriott at 9 pm, room number 144.
I'm back in my $ 300 a night room, with its silk drapes and Egyptian cotton sheets.
(....Yes I am showing off...)
Feb05.2011
Moments.. one of those days i hope to remember for ever... "dumb and dumber", u guys made me feel so brave...
frozen toes, karma taxis, henry to the rescue, "the hood", the Audrey Hepburn doubts, THE amazing Standard, the 2.40 show, the mugshots, mohan and the double thomas, the hot lava, and the slippery slope.
Feb04.2011
lab folks and the union, free pizza, mexican food, a wine bistro , downtown schenectady, a shady conversation, and rescuing a friend with lal duphattas...
felt like such a grown up today..
Feb3.2011
I watched 127 hours after an entire day of being alone in my room !...talk about a nasty awakening !
love love LOVE-ed it !
"You know, I've been thinking. Everything is... just comes together. It's me. I chose this. I chose all this. This rock... this rock has been waiting for me my entire life. It's entire life, ever since it was a bit of meteorite a million, billion years ago. In space. It's been waiting, to come here. Right, right here. I've been moving towards it my entire life. The minute I was born, every breath that I've taken, every action has been leading me to this crack on the out surface."
on happiness...
Clarissa Vaughn: I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn't the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.
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