Thank God IPL is over. It seemed less about cricket and more about Lalit Modi instructing the camera to focus towards him. Every five minutes and his monkey-face would appear where he would be pretending to talk to some bigshot. Talk about narcissism! Anyway, even though I saw all the matches (on the background while reading Mansfield Park) I did not find them interesting at all. I think I spent more time listening to my mom and masi gossip about people than take care about who will reach the semis and etc...
Anyways, it is over now, and tennis is back. My Nadal is back! Wearing (ugh!) bright pink tee and blinding yellow head and wristband. I mean, seriously. What happened to earthy tones and sleeveless tees so that i can ogle at his muscles and...sigh!!! give me a minute to daydream!
I still remember the night when he was playing against Federer in the epic Wimbledon final. One of the moments that are stuck with you for the rest of your life. I had bribed my roommate with momos to cheer for Nadal, which she did with full enthusiasm. Poor girl, she stayed up till 4 in the morning with me till he won.
Please Rafa.. don't ruin the fantasies for me. Colours like green and black look so good on you. Please leave baby pink to someone who could actually carry it off!
You know you love me! (XOXO)
PS: Yeah that was me doing a Gossip Girl!
Monday, May 25, 2009
Friday, May 8, 2009
This is how you remind me!!
The title has nothing to do with what I'm planning to write. This is just an amazing song by none other than 'Nickelback'. If you don't enjoy a bit heavy music, just read the lyrics... trust me, it'll be worth it.
So, I'm writing about the current big happening of my life. My mom is going to Pune, with her mom. Unfortunately, grandma's operation is due. So ma's going to be with her for some time now. 'Some' can be defined as anything from a week to... well, i dunno.
That leaves me with all the chores of the house. And I'm as competent in it as Bella is in forgetting Edward (sorry, I had to use it!). And that includes COOKING!!! For anyone who is reading this and doesn't know me, NIKI DOESN'T COOK!!! The best thing that I can do when I get inside the kitchen is try not to spill... or burn... or throw... or break anything.
But I'm not left with any choice. So today I was up at 5 o' clock in the morning getting a crash course on... well, almost everything. These are the following things that I've learnt to make.
So, all that are reading this blog, please pray that Dad and me do not end up with serious damages, and that mom returns early. (Of course, for that grandma has to get well fast, which is our initial prayer)
And I'm just hoping that God is making a note of this, and counts on my effort rather than the execution. You better!!!
So, I'm writing about the current big happening of my life. My mom is going to Pune, with her mom. Unfortunately, grandma's operation is due. So ma's going to be with her for some time now. 'Some' can be defined as anything from a week to... well, i dunno.
That leaves me with all the chores of the house. And I'm as competent in it as Bella is in forgetting Edward (sorry, I had to use it!). And that includes COOKING!!! For anyone who is reading this and doesn't know me, NIKI DOESN'T COOK!!! The best thing that I can do when I get inside the kitchen is try not to spill... or burn... or throw... or break anything.
But I'm not left with any choice. So today I was up at 5 o' clock in the morning getting a crash course on... well, almost everything. These are the following things that I've learnt to make.
- Daal
- Aloo ki sabzi
- Shimla mirch AUR aloo ki sabzi
- Pohe
- Dahi (again, NIKI DOESN'T COOK!!)
So, all that are reading this blog, please pray that Dad and me do not end up with serious damages, and that mom returns early. (Of course, for that grandma has to get well fast, which is our initial prayer)
And I'm just hoping that God is making a note of this, and counts on my effort rather than the execution. You better!!!
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