Little things that annoy me.

I don't know how many of you have noticed but a lot times these things happen; like when you are talking to someone and the moment you tell them that you are really, really unwell, all of a sudden they start talking about how sick they feel...like hello, I just asked you how you were feeling and you said you feel great, so its my turn, you had your chances...so how come all of a sudden you fell sick, huh?

When you see something beautiful, I don't know about you guys but things like sunsets, trees, flowers good food gets me really excited, and then I would say something like this, "Wow! look at that sunset, isn't that beautiful?" and the person would reply something like, "I have seen better". I didn't ask you if you if you have seen anything better, I am telling you that this right now is beautiful.

Then there are these people who know everything, like am talking about lets say; how corrupt Indian policemen are and they would say something like, "I know what you are saying", ...how can you possibly know what I am saying, you have never been to India, never met any Indian policemen...all you have are  good-looking, serious about their jobs policemen here in Australia.

And then sometimes, when you meet someone, and they ask you, "So, where are you from?" and I would be like, "India" and they would say," Oh really, my Aunts, friend lives in India". Now I don't know what to say to here, I mean, I don't know who your aunt is, i certainly have not met her friend, if you are asking me where I from, I probably don't know who you are, its not like I am going to meet her anyway, so what is the point of all this, I know, I know politeness, ice breaker, blah! blah! blah!

Then of-course, there are those people, who would ask you all the gossips and then pretend they don't care, why ask, if you don't care?

What about our movies huh? they fool us in so many ways, we pay money to watch them and all they are doing is fooling us, like the other day I was watching Blood diamond, and Leonardo dicaprio is shot, he is dying (sorry if I have spoilt the movie for someone who hasn't watched it) but he doesn't die till his dialogues finishes or he has done the right thing, I mean, really? or how the heros would go all the way to save the world, only one guy to save the entire world, hardly seems fair, are the rest of us so dumb? or how women in movies are always the cause for trouble and seem so useless that the we get the heros in trouble and the hero will still love the girl, I mean seriously, sometimes I think if I were that hero I would be like, "I could have just died thanks to you B*&%H!!!!! get away from me".

And the women, the most thin women, size 2 or 4 complain about how fat they have become, I mean if you are fat then we are giants, is that what we should conclude?

Anyway, I am just mean, I guess I over analyse things, but ya I do get a bit annoyed sometimes over these issues, what things annoy you guys?

PS: sometimes I just feel stupid writing these blogs, coz I feel like I am talking to myself no one else care to read them anyway, except for my dad, hi dad :)

Things I have worried about.

When I was little girl there were a lot of things that I worried about, like; my father would lose his job and we would be homeless, that my parents would not love me anymore and then I would be homeless. I worried that one day I will wake up and everyone would be gone, that when we left for a holiday, they would forget about me, or that I would get lost and they will never find me. I worried, that my sister would turn into a ghost while I am sleeping and eat me, that when I grow up no one would want to play with barbies again, that when I swallow an orange seed a tree would grow out of me. I worried that one of my parents will fall sick and never get better, that one day I will see a ghost and I would not know what to do, that no matter how hard I tried I will never be good at maths, that everyone will grow up and I will still remain a little girl.

When I grew up a bit, I worried that I will never be able to catch a ball, that all my friends would become something while I still stayed back in my class trying to pass 10th grade, that my friends judge me for my marks, that my skirt's length would be too short, that my skirts length would be too long, that I will never be able to spell, that all my other friends will know what they are going to become. That all my friend know Michael Jackson's songs and I don't know the lyrics, that my father would find out that I bunked a couple of classes, that one day my grandparents would be too frustrated to live with us and thus resolve to leaving, that I will never be able to learn how to operate a computer. That they will find out that my favourite movie was in fact The Lion King and that I still watched Tom and jerry. I worried that I will become too fat, or I will remain to thin, that no one would find me attractive.

Now a days, I worry; that one day all the immigration will be closed and I will not be able to see my father again, that someday I will be too old to travel and thus will never be able to go back to India again, I worry that my husband will find someone more attractive and will leave me, I worry that someday he will get posted and will leave me, I worry that he will judge me because I don't know what pole vault was, I worry that I will never have any true friends in melbourne, that I would still be alive when the world would be coming to an end, that the world would run out of petrol or water, that we will never be able to figure out what to do about global warming, that I will become one those old grumpy ladies who takes ages to cross the red light while others wait, that I one day I will drive too slow and their would be a big queue of cars behind me, that my teeth would fall out earlier than I anticipated, that I still don't know what I want to do with life, that I will never stop worrying and thus will never be happy.

Our Daily choices.

Today, I went to the supermarket to buy myself a new shampoo, as DOVE like it promised would make my hair lustrous and healthier failed in it duties and instead made my hair fall more than grow. Fed up as I was, I decided, I needed a new shampoo. I don't have a car, so, obviously I had to walk all the way to Safeway, which is about a kilo-meter from my place... in the blistering cold I walked. Fighting the Antarctic winds, I finally made it. Now, I was standing in front of aisle nine or was it ten ( I can't remember) staring at the rows of shampoos, Frutis, Dove, Herbal Essence, Tony and guy, Tress me, Sunsilk, Loreal...Shampoo for frizzy hair, for volume control, for dry and brittle hair, for hair loss, for dull and lifeless hair...hell I have all these things, now I have to choose between, if I want my hair to look shiny or if I want volume, if I want no hair loss or dandruff control...What do I do?

You can imagine my plight here, I stared and stared as if staring would make choosing a shampoo easier but it was far from that, I stood there for exactly twenty minutes before deciding that maybe I should buy some groceries and in the mean time I will decide what I need. So, I bought tomatoes which was easy, the cheapest ones would do, tomatoes are just tomatoes they will taste just the same once cooked, I bought chicken which was simple again, bread, eggs, lettuce etc...etc lets not get into details, after about half an hour later I was in front of aisle 9 or 10 again, staring. BLANK. I sat down, these are tough decisions, maybe I should buy Tony and Guy products but its a little expensive, or I can go for Shea butter that should do my hair good, nahhhh...it smells bad, how about Panteen...nope. I hoped from one shampoo bottle to the another, maybe I should buy Ice cream, I really want some ice cream, I left aisle 9 or 10 and bought ice cream, I think I need chocolates too, hummm....some lindt, mars bars, M&M, Dairy milk...I think I should buy some chips too...there you go I bought some chips too. It was already quite late now, so maybe I should queue up before the line gets any bigger.

I reached home after three hours...need I even say...without any shampoo...maybe I will go tomorrow.

The girl I can't be.

I envy the girls around me who are always so perfect,  the girls who can wear white without spilling anything on it, I also envy them because they always remember birthdays, they have flawless handwriting,  read voraciously, always have something interesting to say, never swear, have the knowledge about everything, look pretty and clean, cook, clean, never talk behind anyones back and are always liked by everyone. How do these girls do it? What makes them so different from me...I wonder.

I on the other hand, I can't remember anyones birthdays, I don't think I have a single white shirt that looks white from every angle, I spill more than I eat, sometimes I stay hungary just because I am too lazy to cook, I swear as if I am using the word 'THE' in a sentence. If I don't like someone I will tell the whole world about it, I read only if someone tells me its a good book otherwise I don't scroll through the whole library to   find the perfect book. I don't work out for more than a month, I don't like salads and would rather order a big Mac meal than starve myself because I love food. I discard all the receipt and regret later, I am very bad with table manners, I never finish any task I undertake. These are just a fragment of flaws I have, the list is very long and it can go on and on but I don't want to bore you guys anymore.

Wait what was the point behind writing all this...oh yes...girls please give me some tips on how you do it. Here are a few questions I have for those perfect girls.
How can you girls have everything you need in the bag? I always end up forgetting exactly what I need.
How do you remember to wish everyone? I know most of you put a reminder but how do you remember to do that?
How come you girls always look so pretty?
How can you wear heals and not take them off after five minutes or in my case two?
How come your hair are always at place and your nails so perfect?
Please! please! please! let out your secret because for once I would like to be that perfect girl.

Cushions.

Last sunday or was it saturday, I don't know my memory is failing me sorry, my husband and I went shopping. It was beautiful morning, sun was shining, birds chirping, wind blowing in my hair. Now, we were just looking around to buy nothing basically but as we walked aisle to aisle, holding hands...smiling, whispering those sweet nothing (who am I kidding...that never happens) my eyes fell on these beautiful cushions. I left my husband's hand and ran towards them (in slow motion...very movie like) it was love at first sight after all. I stared at them, picked one up, hugged it, caressed it gently as if it were a child. My husband followed me scratching his head, picked one up, put it against the back of his head (probably even imagined laying his head on it) and kept it back. Then all the following happened (the unspeakable):

Me: "oh my god! these are so beautiful, they will match perfectly with our couch"

My husband: "hmm..." 

Me: "So can we buy em"

My husband: "Nope"

Me: "but why...you just said that these are beautiful"

My husband: "but they are not comfortable...besides, we already have cushions"

Me: "You mean those ugly cushions I bought five years back from the reject store, which have pillow covers on them?"

My husband: "hey you bought them...and like you got bored of them, you will get bored of these too"

Me: "no...I won't...I love these"

My husband: "LOVE...YOU GIRLS LOVE EVERYTHING....CLOTHES, SHOES, FOOD, TREES....SHOPS...EVERYTHING...IS THERE ANYTHING YOU DON'T LOVE"

Me: "So are we buying the cushions"

My husband: "Nope, cushions are useless, they are never comfortable, frankly I would rather use a pillow than a cushion, you can't sleep on it, you can't sit with a cushion...honestly tell me how many people do you see who actually use cushions while sitting? they always put either on their lap, like you, or beside them..."

Me: "You know everyones house looks so pretty, ours looks like a barack for army personals...although am sure even they are better than our house"

My husband: "other people are stupid and not practical. And you think that by adding these cushions our house would look beautiful..."

Me: " Yes...well not completely, we would also need a few table lamps, a coffee table, a few side tables and some artefacts plus oh a new carpet..."

My husband: "whats wrong with the carpet we already have...personally I don't see why we need a carpet either, it comes in your way while walking, gets dirty if you walk on it and then you have to clean it which we could have avoided by not buying it at the first place"

Me: "So now you have a problem with carpets as well...and we are not buying the cushions are we?"

My husband: "yes I have a problem with carpets and we are definitely NOT buying these cushions"

Me: "you don't love me anymore..."

My husband: "What? which love are we talking about now? your love for shoes kind of love? or love love or love as in what...what is love anyway?...BLAH! BLAH! BLAH!"

So, we did not buy the cushions.