Thursday, September 21, 2006

Coffee sir?

It was Saturday evening, I was returning from school with three of my friends. We had no special plans for the Saturday night, we decided to have dinner at this coffee shop cum restaurant on 100 ft road. It's a nice cozy place with lot of sofas and bean bag and even swings for sitting. There you can relax, sip cup of coffee and have nice talk with friends without being bothered by other people's high pitch boastings or the when-the-hell-will-you-leave-others-are-waiting look on waiters face (that we generally get in any Bangalore restaurant on Saturday or Sunday evenings). "Coffee, Culture, Cuisine" is their punch line. In short I love the ambiance very much.

As were chatting or should I say gossiping as usual, S suggested why we don't play "truth or dare" for a change. It was instantaneously agreed upon. She found a small pen for rotating. Everybody chose to play safe and chose go for truth. There were usual boring questions like memorable moment, embarrassing moment and first crush stuff. S chose dare. There was a topiwala guy sitting stylishly in bean bag outside. I asked her to go and ask his name ( I thought he might be hunk). She hesitated a bit but went on and asked his name. It was fun watching her go and look of surprise on the guys face. Now everyone was supposed to chose dare. The topiwala being our target. We were sitting exactly diagonally to him. H suggested she will give him a flying kiss. And guess what she actually went till the door blew some kisses in air... in our direction, the guy being behind outside the glass wall :-). (Not to mention the guy turned out to be just another stylo dumbo) The restaurant people were watching us curiously. R's dare was to dance to the tune of music played. She actually stood up in front of us and danced to Michael J's "Dangerous" tunes. We were object of attention around. Now it was my turn. I am asked to act as one of the guys there and wait on one table.
Ummm ... I hesitated a lot. Kya karu, kaise karu... mera change karo naa ... But S was very particular on me doing that. So I marched upto the guy behind counter and asked if I can serve once. He instantaneously agreed and said he will call me. He asked me to collect bill from a couple sitting outside. The guy was surprised to see a gal restaurantl, the restaurent has guys that too wearing black Ts and caps. Me was wearing some colorful top... my heart beat racing unnecessarily. Me acted very decent, standing polietly, supressing laughter. I got the money from him and came in. Guess what, the rest people gave a big round of applause and I was specially asked to come again. It was real freaking fun.

You never know you might find me serving coffee in some Bangalore coffee shop.
Coffee anyone???

Wanted

Today morning I found a poster stuck in my cubical ...

Wanted written in big letters under my company photo id photocopy
:)))))))))

Another team member added "Reward: 10 cases solved by her"

I am gonna leave it around like that ....

Beware people... I m wanted personality !!!

Thursday, September 07, 2006

Requirement Spec - 1

Like any Indian family having girl of my age, my family is searching for a “suitable” (haaaah!!!) groom for me...ekdam jor shor se(cause I haven’t found anyone of my choice yet). Obviously my opinion is asked (akhir shaadi to meri hi honi hai … :D ). Hmmm... that is pretty important haa. I had written long time back about my dreams for soulmate. But that’s on very emotional terms. So I have decided to be more practical and make list of things about what kinda guy I want (read as ‘I would be able to live with’ :P ).
Well, I will be ok if he smokes, drinks, watches news and sport channel all the time and never lets me watch any movie or soap channel (I don’t watch them very much anyways :)) or even has flirted with 100 girls before meeting me (Yeah... seriously!!!) but there are few things I am very serious about

• I don’t want extravagant wedding. If possible we should have register marriage with family and close friends
• He MUST love his country. I don’t like guys who dream of US of A all the time. I would hate to settle down anywhere else than India
• Should be open to adopt at least one child.
• Should be ok to take a walk and not insist on taking vehicle or auto everywhere. Isn’t it romantic to walk in moonlight !!!
• Should love sea and take me to beach at least once in year. (Also, I would love I settle down in Goa or Konkan. A pond side/riverside house is also OK :D)
• Switch off electric appliances when not required. Leaving fans and tube lights switched on and wandering off the room is serious no no. ( Don’t you know we are suffering from too much shortage of electricity )
• TURN OFF vehicle at signals. (Global warming people !!!)
• My house MUST have huge windows and lots of fresh air and natural light. I don’t like to switch on lights or fans during daytime.
• No wasting food. Must finish whatever is served in the plate
• Help me in the Kitchen.
• Not crib about my love for cloths :D
• Must read books. If he writes and that too poems … wow… I just looove it
• Don’t preach me religion. I will do whatever is required as per family customs but no imposing of beliefs.
• It’s ok if I cry while watching a senti movie or reading book or listening to senti song.
• Rainwalk!!! (even riding bike in rain :))
• Leaving tap water open all the time when you are shaving or brushing, not closing tap properly is serious turn off :)
• Don’t expect me to sit around in house every weekend.
• Must be good listener
• I tend to loose my temper very quickly. But then I calm down faster… All I need is li'le bit of patience (M equally patient :) )
• I do fight and argue a lot … but they should end right there, no hard feelings
• Would love if he can shake a leg with music tunes :)
• Goood sense of humor !!!
• Most important … LOVE me as I am !!! :) :)


Ummm… there might be more things I would like to see here but can’t recall them right now. Will write requirement spec part2 some other time :) :)

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Came across one interesting quote

A woman needs a man like a fish needs a bicycle. Irina Dunn, 1970 *wink wink*