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Sunday, January 29, 2006

Reel to real

Scene 10, take 2
Boy walks to where girl is and as he is walking, girl notices him and face lights up with glee.

She starts running towards him, and wraps her arms around him for a hug.


That just happened today to me – the “boy” was me, and the “girl” is my baby cousin. It put a huge smile on my heart when she did that. Especially since she was playing with her friends when I turned up; the fact that for that moment I was more important than playing, which is a huge deal for a little girl.

That little one also was dying to accompany me when I was going to buy some things for the dinner – had a nice talk and walk with her to the store. Lazing on the couch with her on my lap, with her finger inter-linking with mine on her tummy (she put my arms to rest around her) just felt complete.

I miss the little rascal often – coz when she was much younger, she stayed at my grandma’s house during the week when her parents worked. So I spent a lot of time with her then. She is probably the second most important family member in my life. With my hectic schedule and her house being so far away – it gets a bit hard her often.




And so the last straw has drop this year.

The past few years I’ve been nagged and questioned by my parents and aunts and various other people about my relationship status / me getting married soon / bringing home someone. Yes, it doesn’t help that I’ve never brought “home” anyone in all my life – everyone is just even more fascinated over my personal life. But they have never affected me. I’ll just find some interesting answer, and shrug it off immediately.

This time is different, so different. My grandma has finally said it. She’s worried I’ll become an old maid. She’s worried no one wants me. And because it comes from her, it has affected me. I don’t like her worrying about me and it hurts me that I can’t bring someone so she will be happy.

You see, I’ve never brought back someone coz the whole notion of it is fairly unnerving. Having two people be under the scrutiny of family, can really freak one out – and this isn’t even during the Lunar New Year period, where the pressure is increased at least tenfold.

So for now, I’m going to feel bad that I can’t be a good granddaughter – as too me, having my grandma unhappy or worrying over me, constitutes to being a bad one. (And no, I will not bring any guy home, just to appease everyone. Lying to my grandma that way, is worse than anything else.)

 

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

I wanna break free

Question: What do you get when two women (completely stressed out from work) go to Ikea for "urgent" shopping?
Answer: An onslaught of hilarious antics with a lot of sexual references.

  1. It all starts at dinner… Counting the number on the constantly increasing visitors board, the two ponder on millions and billions—and state this utterly brilliant line “387 million sounds a lot more than 3.8 billion,” continuing with a intellectual discussion of the next in line – trillion, gazillion, as well as trying to figure out how much each is. “What’s in a gazillion? If a gigabyte is a thousand, then a gazillion is a thousand zillions,” was definitely the award winning line for the discussion. The stunned look on both the faces was more than enough to send anyone laughing till the hit the floor!
  2. Rolling around Work Ikea on two very cool looking chairs – accompanied by loud guffaws and strange stares from a lady nearby.
  3. Exclaiming very loudly in the bedroom section that “we should get that bed, its so us” with a lady, who is obviously too straight laced standing near us. If we were flowers, we might have just withered over and died because of her stare.
  4. Finding two sex props being sold at Ikea—One, a bed perfect for handcuffs or satin rope (anyone wants to buy it for me?) where she promptly declared that fact, to a couple of kids running around. Two, an add-on to the bed that would give balance during sex a whole new meaning. Perfect for interesting positions and some leverage! We were going to do a test-run, but the kids got in the way again (no wonder married couples with kids are always so tense)
  5. Yelling “woah” pretty loudly when she flips the mirror to the magnifying side and sees her “oh I can scare the dead” face .
  6. Two grown women playing with a snakey dragon with wings wrapped around her neck and a “Lamm”
  7. Reaching for some hangers and almost falling into the box—head first. Obviously the bimbo-ness reappeared when we tried to figure out how to stack the boxes… and someone couldn’t figure out how to un-stack them, after I stacked them.
  8. When trying to screw in a light bulb to see if the size is right conversation takes a sharp turn (ok, so not so sharp) to a more non-child friendly zone.

Speaker 1 - It’s not screwing right

Speaker 2 – Try screwing harder!

Being women… we obviously need to check out if the bulb works, so we trooped off testing station where I tried so hard to screw it in, cry out “It refuses to let me screw it in!” and when we finally manage to get it on, both of us scream “WOAH” and recoil from the light hitting our eyes – such bimbo-ness we exhibit.

And off we go, to try out the light bulb design on a working light… which more insaneness ensues.

Speaker 1 – OWW! It’s damn hot!

Speaker 2 – Duh, it has been on.

Speaker 1 – Oh shuddup, it is hard to screw it the other way

Speaker 2 – * major laughing fit*

Speaker 1 – Ahhhhh there we go, it’s coming out now

Speaker 2 – Quick quick, screw this one in.

After we returned the display back to its original state:

Speaker 1 – Now that was hot

Speaker 2 – …screw

Speaker 1 - * mumbles under breath* I wish I could have the hawt screw

If you are not falling off your chair, with an uncontrollable laughing fit, WHAT’S WRONG WITH YOU?

You must have left your funny bone somewhere!

Of coz, by the end of the shopping expedition, we were already on some self-induce high; we started texting a friend of ours while waiting in the seriously long taxi queue.

Us – You should have come to Ikea with us. Some girl thought we were lesbians

Him – Damn, I’m going to be dreaming of the two of you tonight

Us - Two lesbian girls getting it on

Us – From hawt discussions of hawt screams to finding a bed that works perfectly with handcuffs and a sex prop at Ikea!

Him – Damn….

Us – Two girls are better than none

* rotfl* It was an amazing night to say the least. Who wants to go shopping with two hawt crazy babes to Ikea next time?

 

Friday, January 13, 2006

Ramblings while on drugs...

Being sick has its ups and downs. I’ve kept away from everyone in the house – in fear of infecting them. So it’s been a lonesome period for me. And since when being sick was a good thing right? At least I managed to clear up some stuff that I was supposed to go ages ago, and caught up on sleep. Still have a lot to do before the New Year arrives. I haven’t even really unpacked from my weekend trip *sigh*

I finally wandered out of my room to go see the kids beyond the “hellos” and “goodnights”. As much as I’m not so fond of kids, living with these kids is a roller coaster ride – in the dark. I have no idea what is coming next and it’s sometimes interesting.

One talks way to soft and its hard to hear anything… strange when that child used to be noisy. Something just doesn’t feel right there. Another runs up to me for a hug – it feels great knowing sometimes someone actually cares.

Finally was willing to go near my goddaughter today. She’s so big and strong; I think she is ahead of her time. Her neck is strong enough, she can bring herself up halfway, can push herself up to stand if you hold her, and she can stand for pretty long too – only needs someone to hold her for balance. She’s very vocal too… damn loud when she wants to be – just babbling in her own language. Sounds like she is complaining some of the time, but mostly just seems like she wants to communicate. She gets really happy when you talk to her – whether or not she actually understands what you are saying. And when you don’t, she gets a little grumpy. According to her grandma, if you show her an angry look, she too will go all serious looking with a look that she might just cry; but if you smile and laugh, she will giggle along with you.

Her little face bursting with cheerfulness is always something to look forward too especially after a long day of work, or a period of illness