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16 Aug

No, there is no excuse for neglecting the blog for 10 whole days. But then, I did it, did I not?

Life has been extremely occupying! In 3 days, I’ll complete a month at work. Tomorrow, I’ll be introduced to my team/home for the next year and a half, and will commence working “US Day Shifts” or hopefully, “Europe Day Shifts”. My only concern remains that I get to snatch some time to meet/date, but well… one will have to find a workaround.

Today, I caught a play in the afternoon, a one-man show (except that he was a woman). Amazing performance, amazing capacity (to act on stage for 75 minutes, non-stop!) I’d gone for the play with A, who I shall henceforth call Nimit. After the play, I invited him to my home for the first time, we made coffee, conversation and just about the time we had removed each others’ trousers, the sister came banging on the door. Gahhh!

Thankfully she hasn’t asked what we were doing in the locked room thus far, or why it took a bit of time to open it. My carefree approach to being discovered disappeared the moment she was in front of me. Gahh! What I did get, from the episode, was a snap of us making out 🙂 Now I have a memory!

Anyway, tons has been happening at work. I was mixing brilliantly, I was entertaining, the HR called me aside to lecture me on being respectful and not going too far in pulling peoples’ legs in jest, I discovered that both the HR lady and the Director of the team I’m going to be working on (both of whom had interviewed me for like 20 mins) seem to remember my name (:-) ). On Friday night, 9 of us from work went to a shadyish club, so I had my first (straight) night-out in Bangalore! 7 of them came back home with me, 4 (the guys) left at 4 a.m. and the three girls left the next morning. FUN! I’ve hosted more people this weekend than I’ve done all my life in Bangalore!

Anyhow, that’s sufficient round-up on those lines.

Tomorrow, I draw closer to discovering my self-worth, possibly in this company. I need all the luck!

Does it get better than this?

6 Aug

These have to be among the best two-and-a-half weeks of my life! I got my first paycheck two days back, and the amount was larger than what I’d been receiving each month for my 5 months of internship, even though it was less than two-weeks salary! I have a comfortable cab pick me up in the morning and drop me home. I don’t recall the insides of a public bus, even though I probably boarded one last week. I have fun company for my meals, and good food (that I don’t have to go hunting for everyday.)
There are always people to joke around with, and talk to. I get to take coffee-breaks WITH other people, play some TableTennis or Foosball during. I have a pretty nice gym I don’t have to pay for, so that’s a lot of money saved. Basically, there’s a LOT of money saved! And the dress-code is casual, so there’s a LOT of scope for flaunting fashion (even if I don’t have any fashion sense :-S )

Oh, and I just got a new phone 🙂 A budget E-series (63) I like to call it.

To top it all off, a small victory for gay Americans today! (Why do I care at all about gay americans? I don’t really… I care about all gay people, regardless of nationality.)

I don’t know how long this optimism will last, but subsequent to this post, my guess is, not very long. Then again, maybe my time has finally come?

Biting the bullet

25 Jun

So I finally solution to all my problems pertaining to the heat…

The solution is… to tolerate it!

Okay, not so much. Today, the weather gods had mercy on us. It rained in some part of the world, and the mercury lowered. What better opportunity to jump in the car, park at the metro and chug away slowly slowly to CP, right?

But then, it was soooo worth it! Did you know that this neat joint at Khan market offers Happy Hours till 9-10? And so how could I resist ordering an LIIT and consuming 2? Result:

Me: Hi Ma…. yep, am at Khan…. Errr, mom… might’ve had too much to drink. In the worst scenario, will need you to drive down with dad, and take me back… Or I could have <Hag 3> drive me back, and she’ll stay over.

Don’t think mom liked either of the options. But I went back, managed to drive home and nearly parked the car without having to drive back-and-forth to position myself. Would’ve done it in one neat move had mom not been ‘balcony-driving’, i.e. calling out instructions from the balcony!

Also, as I was pulling out of the metro station parking, the guard happily informed me that “India won the match!” Knowing that gay marriage would be legal here before India cleared the FIFA qualifiers, I take there’s some cricket tournament or something going on? For the guard though, I smiled and said “That’s great!” Ha, he doesn’t know he was yelping down the wrong alley!

Mild Elation

4 Nov

So I was doing my best to study (finishing my Agatha Christie novel) for my Lab. Exam scheduled for tomorrow morning, when Mom came online and began calling me on skype.

“Did you check your email?” she asked.

“Ya… why?”

“There’s an offer letter from XYZ…”

“Oh.. really? I was going to tell you about it. They called this afternoon and asked me for suitable dates and all…”

I opened my email unenthusiastically, expecting an offer for an internship with no (or negligible) stipend, somewhere in Greater Noida…

“Dear Unsung,

…. pleased to offer you a position as Intern….. internship shall be for a period of 6 months …. you will be paid a stipend of Rs. 12,500 per month…”

Agreed 12.5k isn’t all the money in the world, but it’s definitely on the higher side of what most people are paid! And that I’ve been given the offer without as much as a telephonic interview (which I should feel guilty about, but don’t) seems to reiterate how amazing this opportunity is!

The downside is that I’ll be working in Bangalore. Which means I’ll probably have to live with the annoying, homophobic and belligerent sister.

Then again, I’ll be working in a company! And being paid a neat amount!

Yay, yay, yay!!!

Thought I’d post about this today, because I probably won’t think too much of it in a day or two, anyway :S

When fate co-operates on an important day…

15 Oct

Yep, final year Photo-shoots are quite important, they are!

I surprised myself by not making too much of a fuss. I had borrowed hair-gel to use on my hair, but did not.
I only used a face pack, had the smallest work out in the world, took a shower and got dressed… All in one hour!

The wardrobe was quite experimental. Black French Connec. shirt that I’d bought for my folks’ anniv., grey trousers to go with them (Thanks for the fabulous combo again, Rakesh!), borrowed leather shoes, a bright pink tie and the violet contacts! The trousers were damn tight, so my back is giving me a fair amount of pain at the moment. The shirt was very fitting as well, as a result of which I’d skipped breakfast and had the lightest lunch. Meals makes one bloat for a good hour or two!

Yes, I’m tempted to post snaps. Maybe I will post it in some form, once I get my hands on them.

My hair thankfully cooperated. As of now, I’ve not seen a single snap in which they look unpleasant or scanty! Thank you, thank you, thank you!

So how was the response? As I said, the attire was experimental. Most refrained from commenting too vehemently on how contrasting they found the pink tie, with the shirt. Not in a positive sense.
Many others gave positive reviews. Hag Designate No. 3 said I looked very, very sexy! I don’t disagree 😀

Having reviewed some snaps, I see that there’s nothing to regret. I looked damn good, period! I surprised myself, really! I had no idea how much of a difference uniquely coloured eyes can make to one’s face…

As for the evening, I suppose I was drinking for some 3 hours, and I drank so much that it kept me going for another 4! Everyone was drunk like mad, dancing like there was no tomorrow, clicking away with cameras, singing, screaming, hollering.
I was dancing like mad with people I hardly speak to otherwise, and vice-versa. Alika refused to grind with me, I cannot imagine why. We’ve done it countless times before. I suppose she was intimidated by the surroundings (drunkards drunkards everywhere, not a sober soul). I was picked up three times by one fellow (who, again, I hardly speak to ever). I picked him up once and almost broke my back.
Another friend was damn drunk and nearly passed out. I sat there in the poshest club here, feeding him Pasta with my own hands!

I danced with about a million people. Everyone was happy, everyone was merry… The cameras were co-operating and I was looking hot.

It was a good day, folks!

Tired, and Happy To Be

13 Oct

The last few days have been slightly hectic. Yesterday, I had to give a lecture in class (which I volunteered for, hoping to be remunerated with free marks in internal assessment, which didn’t seem to happen) for which I devoted several hours to study, over the weekend.

The lecture, which I assumed would span three quarters of an hour, couldn’t be squeezed even into one hour, and my classmates were damn pissed. Apart from being confused, that is, since I was practically speeding through the subject. The teacher didn’t offer the smallest compliment when I was done, even though I covered it in more detail than he would’ve, had he taught it himself.

Today, I had to take yet another class, which I thought would take 20 minutes but instead spanned 45. For this lecture, though, I’d hardly prepared. Thankfully, the teacher was even worse off than I was, and I was able to faff a decent bit and get away with it. She summarised by saying that I had done “very well” and handed me full marks in my next tutorial (god bless her soul).

Finally, the ordeal ended with an event that my club was organising. Standard Group Discussions, actually, except that I conceptualised the topics in a rather innovative way. The response was rather good, and the feedback on our (my) effort was damn encouraging! I also felt in control and seemed to rattle off sufficient feedback and advice to the contestants. I don’t mean to boast (but I cannot help it) but the judge, a faculty member trained in that regard, seemed impressed and asked me to offer my feedback to every contestant after he had given his. Yay!

Tomorrow, I have my final year photo-shoot. The University, it seems, is prepared to bid us goodbye. For this momentous occasion, I’m wearing pretty much the same ensemble I wore for my folks’ anniversary do, last winter, with the addition of a pink tie and a clip-on earing. My hair is unmanageable nowdays, and will remain so tomorrow as well, I suppose. Tragic! I’m going to give my violet-coloured contacts another go. If they prove to be far too uncomfortable, I’ll have to settle, of course, for my sister’s (now mine) dark brown ones. Either way, the eyes must look interesting!

To culminate the eventful week, I’m heading off to Goa this weekend. The company is bordering experimental. Planning is in advanced stages, and everything is booked. So while all of you sit down to write your sentimental and melancholic posts on Diwali with family, I’ll hopefully be dancing at Tito’s!

More later, Ciao!

I’m an Uncle again!

6 Jul

Imagine getting to know in a flash of a second that you’ve become an uncle…

So it turns out that my cousin brother, and sister-in-law, just adopted a baby girl! They hadn’t mentioned a THING to any of the family, before they held the little angel in their hands (earlier this morning)! I’ve not seen her yet, I just got to know moments ago, and I cannot express in words how elated I am!!

I’ve got SOO many nephews from my other cousins, but only one neice! But NOT ANY MORE!! 😀 😀

I mentioned in a comment in D’s blog that how it broke my heart that one of my sister-in-law’s who is a complete angel, cannot give her love and upbringing to a little one.

It’s not true anymore 😀

This one is going to be very, very special… For once, I’m old enough to hold her in my hands without being reminded by the “adults” that I shouldn’t “drop the baby”. Hold her like my own little one…
I’m going to go and cry a bit now :’)

Who Your Daddy!

10 Jun

Remember the exams, that I appeared for a few weeks ago? And how I fell violently ill and had to write 3 out of 5 papers with a scorching temperature?



Guess Who Did



Yep, thaaaaaaaaaat’s Me!!
Alika called in the morning to ask for my Roll No.

Me: Shit! They’re out?
Her : Yes, they are!
Me: Damn! Damn! Damn!
Her: Arre baba, don’t worry! 

She also had an idea of how poorly my papers had been written…

She didn’t have to call me back with my result, though. I logged on to find Hagatha online, in the know. She thought I knew my result, so went ahead with congratulating me. Initially, I didn’t believe her. She sensed it, and confirmed my registration number with me, which as it turned out, she had noted correctly. Following that, I verified my results online, and found reason to gasp-in-shock and subsequently, celebrate!
Hagatha, the poor thing didn’t do very well, so I’ve been spending all morning talking to make her feel better. As a rule, I try to keep communication minimum between us duing the summer because, well, it’s some time away from “us”, as we spend ALL our free time together in college. But I felt really bad for her, even as she was feeling delighted for me.

After a bit of talk, I think she felt better. I’m gonna keep talking to her through the day, and occasionally over the next few days. What I’m also going to do is meet up with Alika and the gang, and Paaaaarrrtttttttttyyyyyyyy!!!!

Oh, and Tanuja’s coming to town at the end of the month! Yay! Finally, there’s reason to cheer 😀


Yes, you can congratulate me now 🙂

I can hear the Ocean calling…

24 Apr

Remember the really awesome trip I took earlier this month? To a most sacred place, ethereal and serene?

I’m going again! Tonight! In a matter of Hours!

For which I’ll be missing Alika’s birthday party tomorrow night. Once I’ve told her about that later tonight, she might just kill me, but I hope to escape with a few scratches at the most.


In other news, I scored full marks in a paper earlier this week, after a gap of almost 2 years. Then another teacher, who totally likes me, gave me an extra half a mark in my paper (“So that’s 14.5 plus 1… Ahh, 16”) and a paper on which I was given the impression that I’d scored a horrendous 10.5 (on 20) turned out to have a totalling error. The actual score was 15! And it was one of my worst papers!

Good times, good times!

Beautiful Day

31 Mar

Indeed, I had a most delightful one. So delightful that I’m beginning to fear the week ahead… as if nature is going to balance out the awesomeness of this evening during the days to come.

So during dinner at the mess with Pankaj, I got a phone call from a senior, say Simran, who asked me to join her for dinner. Reluctant to ditch, I told her that though I’d eaten, I’d accompany her for hers.
When I met her exiting her hostel, she brought my 3rd hag-designate, say Saanya, along and I was delighted for, the more the merrier. Hagatha was missing from scene, of course. She and I are on temporary hiatus. It’s doing me wonders; I hope it’ll do the same for her.

Today, the planetary movements were such and celestial positions were completely in my favour. While walking to dinner, I kept happening to encounter people I know, and had a bit of chit chat to exchange. My company started getting irritated for a while, and walked on, leaving me behind, such that I had to run after them, apologising. Just like old times.

There was lots of fun-abuse. I used the words “slut”, “whore” etc. etc. in jest, and nearly every reference had the receipients of those abuses laughing, along with embarrassing gestures aimed at humiliating them more, for the other’s benefit.

I wish I could’ve recorded the entire 3 odd hours. For once, I didn’t want to come back to my room and resign myself to my crummy laptop. For once, I was enjoying being outside with real people, in a world devoid of sexuality. (Except for this instance whereby this guy came and sat nearby. He was wearing a very sexy Versace T-shirt that was extremely fitting. I felt like peeling it off him.


And running away with it.

It was a very sexy T-shirt, even if  it was fake.
I really really need to get myself a Versace. 


And later, after I made a really loud joke at a friend’s expense, he turned around and grinned at me. I noticed it, but didn’t look back or react, because I don’t really know him. Ten seconds later, I again glanced at him, and he was still looking at me and smiling. With lust in his eyes, and on his lips. I wanted to tell any one of my friends but I’m out to neither. I still whispered to one, “That Versace guy is totally hitting on me. <Pretend disgust>Let’s go from here please.</Pretend Disgust>” but she didn’t hear clearly.)

So where was I? Yes, no sexuality business. Just plain old chatter, gossip, jokes and folks.

But the best part was that I was completely in my element.

“What the hell is she doing with him? I had no idea they were friends!”


“Wait a sec, that girl just mentioned in front of me that she’s going for dinner with ABC. What’s she doing with DEF?”


“I don’t believe people queued up to watch XYZ’s play! It’s always so sub-standard” *Realises XYZ is sitting on the table behind ours..* “Oh fuck, Shit! Thank god he didn’t hear!”
XYZ:What didn’t I hear, Unsung?
“Umm… nothing at all :P” 

Later that evening, both my friends were randomly commenting on how they hadn’t dated at all in their 3 and 4 years in college respectively, and wanted to be hitched with some guy for at least 2 months. That was my queue. I started stopping any random guy I vaguely knew and asking him if he was free for 2 months. That I could offer him a free sex-partner for 2 months, pointing to either friends, and that they might even pay.
They’d laugh, embarassed, each time I stopped someone, and poked me heard or something of the sort. Finally, when we were leaving, I came across one of my friends, extremely drunk. I popped the question to him, and he said “Yeah dude! Totally up for it, I’m soo drunk”. I went running to my friends, who’d walked ahead, screaming “I found one, I found one.” Then I turned back to him, pointed to them both and asked him to pick one.

Yes, I got hit a lot this evening. And both of them are heavy and strong. But they laughed. A lot. And I laughed. A Lot. And every jibe I made at them, one after another, they took in their stride. And laughed. A lot. And I laughed. A lot.

I completely felt in my element today. And there was no booze involved.


Later tonight, it was a friend’s birthday. As these usually are celebrated in boys hostels, he was drenched, beaten etc. I landed a pretty hard one on his back. It was well received with a pretty loud “Ohhhhhh!”
Okay, that’s not me in my element. But it still makes me happy 🙂