Saturday, January 16, 2010

tweet tweet wat ??

Posted by Dpka at 10:07 PM 1 comments
Shes wonders...

What's a tweet ??
So now, Tweeting is a word or something ??
Oh.. Twitter is it ?
What is that ?
HELP* !!

*( Google might banish me from the net for not knowing what twitter is !!)

Thursday, January 14, 2010

How's life ?

Posted by Dpka at 6:42 PM 1 comments
She writes...

How's life ?
This is probably the first thing your long lost friend asks you when you meet after a long time ( by long time, i mean the time that you've exactly taken to forget the poor dude(tte) in front of you and vice versa ) .
In fact, cut the sarcasm, this is probably the first thing just about anybody asks you when they are in terrible desperation to start a conversation. So, how exactly are you supposed to answer this question without actually meaning to answer ? Because, face it.. your life is not something you can actually explain as an answer to a question with 2 words in length.
We say,
1) "Am fine, how's yours ?" - Which means, i really dont wish to discuss MY life with you and am certainly not interested in yours !
2) "Going on.. " - Which means, Its going on BAD !
3) "Ya... going on" - For those you who are thinking, whats the big "ya" going to make a difference to point 2 and 3 ? Well, the much prolongated "ya" simply means... hmm, its not too bad.. but nothing's happening.
A smaller "ya" would mean, am just trying to answer your question faster cause my life is boring anyway !!
4) "Super" - This one's tricky, The answer can be either sarcastic, more like "duh... am dying and you ask me how is life ?" Or it can actually be Super ! ( Yeah, dont be surprised.. some life stories are actually "super" !!)
5) "Bindaas" - Okay, that's the hindi slang. And this means, the dude doesnt give a damn to his life or your question!

Anyway, Apart from all the amazing gyan that am boring you with, i think "how's life?" is a question thats used quite liberally. Imagine the poems it can bring out of a person when asked at the right time, in the right tone, with the right emotion and right look !
Hmm....

Friday, January 1, 2010

So there it goes...

Posted by Dpka at 12:28 PM 3 comments
She says..

Loved you 2009, you were the best.. You made me cry, made me laugh ( note the order !) , made me love, made me live.. You rocked!
My Referral :- http://shewrites-dpka.blogspot.com/2008/12/adios-two-thousand-and-eight.html
Boy, did i live it QUEENSIZE !!

God, Be kind to us. We love you.
HAPPY NEW YEAR to one and all!!!

Okay... you gotta say "YAY" now !!!

Never mind..

Posted by Dpka at 12:08 PM 1 comments
She writes...

I've been thinking... What's the best way to explain my absence in blog world in the recent past ?? Hmm..
1) Was waiting for Jan 1st 2010, because its an auspisicous day according to the greek mythology coupled with the ching chang philosophy.
2) Recent findings from the most revered School of Social Science and psycho-neuro-bla-bla-sciences in a country far far away, have proved to the world that Human's too hibernate.
3) Work changes life.
4) Friendship is strange.
5) Ahemadabad is Heaven.
6) Love is Good.
7) Mom is a friend now.
8) Its not so bad to work in Chennai.
9) Paneer is in.
10) Its suddenly cold in Chennai.
11) Office is far away.
12) Liked Avatar.
13) 2009's birthday is/was/will be my best birthday ever.
14) I earn.
15) New house coming up.
16) My Life is on to something.
17) My e-mails are more professional now! They all start with a Hi followed by a comma - and end with Thanks and Regards. Ew!
18) My money - my mobile.
19) Gave Daddy a new 'something'. A Daughter's gift.
20) "What's the best way to explain my absence in blog world in the recent past ?? " Wasn't that the question i started to answer.. I guess i just didn't catch the cue.. i might've slightly blackened out on HOW TO BLOG !

Monday, February 23, 2009

To Rahman, With love...

Posted by Dpka at 8:19 PM 2 comments
She writes...


What does it mean to me ? I wouldnt know. But today morning, as i was watching the award ceremony, it felt strange. I think its safe to say that i might have skipped a heart beat. 
I was proud of him. I am and i've always been.
I was proud to be someone who's grown up listening to his music.  He's the only musician in India who's album i would dare to buy without waiting for the review. In fact, he's the only musician i've been a fan of since i was 5 years old, a time i did'nt know what being a fan was..

I wish i could congratulate him personally. I wish i could tell him just once, how much his music means to me. That, there have been times when all my friends seemed insufficient, when all i wanted to do was to grab the cd and just listen to his sound. I wish i could tell him how many many many times i've gone to sleep listening only to his music. His music has been my lullaby, his music has been a friend , his music has made me fall in love, his music has made me cry, his music is divine! 

I am too much of a critic to actually love someone's work SO much. But i would not dare to play a critic to his music. In fact, he's my only known frame of reference for what i know about Indian Music. 

The Oscar is just another award. It doesn't really matter anymore, does it ?   
To me, He has always been a winner.. 

Love you Rahman sir... 

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Random Thoughts....

Posted by Dpka at 3:28 PM 2 comments
She writes...

(So this is the first post of the many many posts to come in future under the title "Random thoughts". A new thing for the new year. A collection of my random thoughts. *smiles*)


I had this huge pile of documents to be filled/xeroxed/attested/printed which i need to submit on the day of my joining. So i was in my room reviewing all the copies and checking and rechecking to make sure i am done with this work once and for all, when i see this old, quandam, blemished, long sheet of paper. Of all the documents that i hold with my name on, this one seemed a tad different. 
Why, It was my Birth Certificate. An old parchment that seemed to have made a grand maiden entry into a file titled "DEEPU" before all the Admission forms,report cards, cultural certificates, mark sheets, degree certificate, passport, pan card, electoral card, license etc.. had come. 
The writing was so crooked, and the sheet almost on the verge of a turning into a half, Yet it seemed to possess a very humble meaning. Sort of a saying like "Here, she arrives" ! :-)
It actually got me wondering if it had never been made, would it have made any difference ? (Intense huh?) 

But, admist all these mixed emotions that i was going through , the one very weird thought that seemed to be constantly swimming on my head from the moment i saw the  document was "What would my death certificate look like? Would it be of any use at all ? Will someone preserve it like i did this one ? " 

Random thoughts !!! 

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Act of Shopping...

Posted by Dpka at 10:17 AM 7 comments
She writes...


Shopping isn't fun. Period. 
It took me a week and half of walking down the streets of some famous roads in Chennai, running to the places that offered a promising season sale and slogging my way up and down the elevators of some good 'ol malls to realise just THAT !!
I declare, Shopping is not everyone's cup of tea and Its certainly not a sport/hobby. 

Of course, given my luck and ability to shop successfully ( By successfully , i mean that you spend your money on buying the exact same product that was the target you started off to buy!) , I probably belong to a lesser known community of my gender who hate shopping. And this has become an issue, alright. In college, when your friends plan for a "fun" shopping trip on a sunday, you are totally cursing yourself for not being able to confess to your girls that you hate shopping. And if you do, first, there'd be this quitessential "HAhhhhhh" said in unison like its a courtroom drama and then the "look". Now, you are an outcast. Great !!

I just wonder why am not so good at shopping. Give me a million, I'll probably give it a start. 
Jokes apart, When i see some friends of mine going crazy with their pockets when it comes to shopping i can't help but feel sad for their disease. Its an Obsessive Complusive Disorder (OCD).
How else would you explain a person who has like a zillion pair of shoes to go and purchase just one more because its a famous shop? Insane, thats what i say. 

But, think of it, Shopping is a necessary evil. You need to buy stuff either this way or that. Don't even imagine delegating your shopping excercise to someone, that would just be a disaster. So you need to be out there , on the roads. And that sucks. *sighs*. You haven't started earning, Its your dad's money ( and let me make it clear, He's NOT an ATM) , you have a huge list of items to start with, plus you hate shopping. 
But i have to, and i am. Not enjoying it at all, 'cause one day i buy a pair of jeans for a good price in a well known shop and am very happy at my asserted choice and the deal only to find that the next day there's a "SALE" in a place where i know i  couldve got the same at a reduced cost. Argghhh. See, why i say shopping isn't fun. Its evil if you ask me, this act of shopping. 


PS :- Don't even get me started on "window shopping" !!


Saturday, January 16, 2010

tweet tweet wat ??

Posted by Dpka at 10:07 PM 1 comments
Shes wonders...

What's a tweet ??
So now, Tweeting is a word or something ??
Oh.. Twitter is it ?
What is that ?
HELP* !!

*( Google might banish me from the net for not knowing what twitter is !!)

Thursday, January 14, 2010

How's life ?

Posted by Dpka at 6:42 PM 1 comments
She writes...

How's life ?
This is probably the first thing your long lost friend asks you when you meet after a long time ( by long time, i mean the time that you've exactly taken to forget the poor dude(tte) in front of you and vice versa ) .
In fact, cut the sarcasm, this is probably the first thing just about anybody asks you when they are in terrible desperation to start a conversation. So, how exactly are you supposed to answer this question without actually meaning to answer ? Because, face it.. your life is not something you can actually explain as an answer to a question with 2 words in length.
We say,
1) "Am fine, how's yours ?" - Which means, i really dont wish to discuss MY life with you and am certainly not interested in yours !
2) "Going on.. " - Which means, Its going on BAD !
3) "Ya... going on" - For those you who are thinking, whats the big "ya" going to make a difference to point 2 and 3 ? Well, the much prolongated "ya" simply means... hmm, its not too bad.. but nothing's happening.
A smaller "ya" would mean, am just trying to answer your question faster cause my life is boring anyway !!
4) "Super" - This one's tricky, The answer can be either sarcastic, more like "duh... am dying and you ask me how is life ?" Or it can actually be Super ! ( Yeah, dont be surprised.. some life stories are actually "super" !!)
5) "Bindaas" - Okay, that's the hindi slang. And this means, the dude doesnt give a damn to his life or your question!

Anyway, Apart from all the amazing gyan that am boring you with, i think "how's life?" is a question thats used quite liberally. Imagine the poems it can bring out of a person when asked at the right time, in the right tone, with the right emotion and right look !
Hmm....

Friday, January 1, 2010

So there it goes...

Posted by Dpka at 12:28 PM 3 comments
She says..

Loved you 2009, you were the best.. You made me cry, made me laugh ( note the order !) , made me love, made me live.. You rocked!
My Referral :- http://shewrites-dpka.blogspot.com/2008/12/adios-two-thousand-and-eight.html
Boy, did i live it QUEENSIZE !!

God, Be kind to us. We love you.
HAPPY NEW YEAR to one and all!!!

Okay... you gotta say "YAY" now !!!

Never mind..

Posted by Dpka at 12:08 PM 1 comments
She writes...

I've been thinking... What's the best way to explain my absence in blog world in the recent past ?? Hmm..
1) Was waiting for Jan 1st 2010, because its an auspisicous day according to the greek mythology coupled with the ching chang philosophy.
2) Recent findings from the most revered School of Social Science and psycho-neuro-bla-bla-sciences in a country far far away, have proved to the world that Human's too hibernate.
3) Work changes life.
4) Friendship is strange.
5) Ahemadabad is Heaven.
6) Love is Good.
7) Mom is a friend now.
8) Its not so bad to work in Chennai.
9) Paneer is in.
10) Its suddenly cold in Chennai.
11) Office is far away.
12) Liked Avatar.
13) 2009's birthday is/was/will be my best birthday ever.
14) I earn.
15) New house coming up.
16) My Life is on to something.
17) My e-mails are more professional now! They all start with a Hi followed by a comma - and end with Thanks and Regards. Ew!
18) My money - my mobile.
19) Gave Daddy a new 'something'. A Daughter's gift.
20) "What's the best way to explain my absence in blog world in the recent past ?? " Wasn't that the question i started to answer.. I guess i just didn't catch the cue.. i might've slightly blackened out on HOW TO BLOG !

Monday, February 23, 2009

To Rahman, With love...

Posted by Dpka at 8:19 PM 2 comments
She writes...


What does it mean to me ? I wouldnt know. But today morning, as i was watching the award ceremony, it felt strange. I think its safe to say that i might have skipped a heart beat. 
I was proud of him. I am and i've always been.
I was proud to be someone who's grown up listening to his music.  He's the only musician in India who's album i would dare to buy without waiting for the review. In fact, he's the only musician i've been a fan of since i was 5 years old, a time i did'nt know what being a fan was..

I wish i could congratulate him personally. I wish i could tell him just once, how much his music means to me. That, there have been times when all my friends seemed insufficient, when all i wanted to do was to grab the cd and just listen to his sound. I wish i could tell him how many many many times i've gone to sleep listening only to his music. His music has been my lullaby, his music has been a friend , his music has made me fall in love, his music has made me cry, his music is divine! 

I am too much of a critic to actually love someone's work SO much. But i would not dare to play a critic to his music. In fact, he's my only known frame of reference for what i know about Indian Music. 

The Oscar is just another award. It doesn't really matter anymore, does it ?   
To me, He has always been a winner.. 

Love you Rahman sir... 

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Random Thoughts....

Posted by Dpka at 3:28 PM 2 comments
She writes...

(So this is the first post of the many many posts to come in future under the title "Random thoughts". A new thing for the new year. A collection of my random thoughts. *smiles*)


I had this huge pile of documents to be filled/xeroxed/attested/printed which i need to submit on the day of my joining. So i was in my room reviewing all the copies and checking and rechecking to make sure i am done with this work once and for all, when i see this old, quandam, blemished, long sheet of paper. Of all the documents that i hold with my name on, this one seemed a tad different. 
Why, It was my Birth Certificate. An old parchment that seemed to have made a grand maiden entry into a file titled "DEEPU" before all the Admission forms,report cards, cultural certificates, mark sheets, degree certificate, passport, pan card, electoral card, license etc.. had come. 
The writing was so crooked, and the sheet almost on the verge of a turning into a half, Yet it seemed to possess a very humble meaning. Sort of a saying like "Here, she arrives" ! :-)
It actually got me wondering if it had never been made, would it have made any difference ? (Intense huh?) 

But, admist all these mixed emotions that i was going through , the one very weird thought that seemed to be constantly swimming on my head from the moment i saw the  document was "What would my death certificate look like? Would it be of any use at all ? Will someone preserve it like i did this one ? " 

Random thoughts !!! 

Monday, February 2, 2009

The Act of Shopping...

Posted by Dpka at 10:17 AM 7 comments
She writes...


Shopping isn't fun. Period. 
It took me a week and half of walking down the streets of some famous roads in Chennai, running to the places that offered a promising season sale and slogging my way up and down the elevators of some good 'ol malls to realise just THAT !!
I declare, Shopping is not everyone's cup of tea and Its certainly not a sport/hobby. 

Of course, given my luck and ability to shop successfully ( By successfully , i mean that you spend your money on buying the exact same product that was the target you started off to buy!) , I probably belong to a lesser known community of my gender who hate shopping. And this has become an issue, alright. In college, when your friends plan for a "fun" shopping trip on a sunday, you are totally cursing yourself for not being able to confess to your girls that you hate shopping. And if you do, first, there'd be this quitessential "HAhhhhhh" said in unison like its a courtroom drama and then the "look". Now, you are an outcast. Great !!

I just wonder why am not so good at shopping. Give me a million, I'll probably give it a start. 
Jokes apart, When i see some friends of mine going crazy with their pockets when it comes to shopping i can't help but feel sad for their disease. Its an Obsessive Complusive Disorder (OCD).
How else would you explain a person who has like a zillion pair of shoes to go and purchase just one more because its a famous shop? Insane, thats what i say. 

But, think of it, Shopping is a necessary evil. You need to buy stuff either this way or that. Don't even imagine delegating your shopping excercise to someone, that would just be a disaster. So you need to be out there , on the roads. And that sucks. *sighs*. You haven't started earning, Its your dad's money ( and let me make it clear, He's NOT an ATM) , you have a huge list of items to start with, plus you hate shopping. 
But i have to, and i am. Not enjoying it at all, 'cause one day i buy a pair of jeans for a good price in a well known shop and am very happy at my asserted choice and the deal only to find that the next day there's a "SALE" in a place where i know i  couldve got the same at a reduced cost. Argghhh. See, why i say shopping isn't fun. Its evil if you ask me, this act of shopping. 


PS :- Don't even get me started on "window shopping" !!


 

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