Children

Thank God I have a son. Went to a party today and saw 10-year old girls all decked up. High heeled shoes, sexy (yes sexy) clothes. Some even had makeup on. And you could see the pressure - be prettier, be cooler. Talk like this, walk like that, accessorise correctly.

Most of the 10-year old boys looked like runts. Half chaddis, t-shirts. Some were coolly dressed, some didn't care. All were happy to run around being idiots. And right now, were paying no attention to the girls.

I don't know what to do with a girl! I can't braid her hair and put glitter. Or get latest fashion clothes and match and accessorise it. Boys wear pants. And t-shirts. And shoes. Yes his father yells at me if he's shoddily dressed, but he's around to make Kiaan look cool (and God bless, Kiaan makes cool easy today).

Thank God I have a boy.

What was that?

It was great, it was funny, it was amazing, hang on still reading... Damn it got refreshed!!! Ah, never mind.

Keratin treatment

Been unhappy with my hair for as long as I can remember :), and have tried rebonding multiple times. With thinning hair and a fat(ter) face, that was becoming a difficult thing to continue. Then went to a perm to try and live with my original hair long enough to see what it looks like. And got fed up of the perm cos the bloody thing is too puffy!!

And heard about the magical keratin treatment - it isn't chemicals and can make your hair shinier and softer!!! Finally a product that (supposedly) makes your hair better as it makes it better! And I had to try. Googled and investigated. Went back and forth as I heard of the dreaded carcinogens in the formaldehyde and the possible fear of killing myself slowly for hair!!! And took the plunge (like youth does not worrying about what could happen). It says the treated hair responds to keratin treatment better than original hair as treated hair is more porous.

And I can see softer hair.. And perm is softer. But I was promised magic, and again I feel disappointed. It's not as soft as the pictures show. Or as smooth. And once again the magic is a let down.

Am very impressed with Enrich Salon at Hypercity tho. They did accept the expectation setting on the part of their staff wasn't accurate. And have offered to make another attempt at my abused hair in a few days (I assume free of cost). And they did tell me more clearly now what I should expect.

I'll be honest, I didn't really expect magic in the deep of my mind. But my heart keeps having hope for my hair! Every time I look in the mirror I expect to see something different. And am disappointed when I don't. Let's see what magic try 2 gives me.

Almost considering just going bald and getting a wig!!!

Hurry up!

Make the title snappy or I won't read it. I'll scroll past.

Make the content flashy or I won't stay on it. I'll move on.

Make the point quick or I won't hang around. I'll ask someone else.

That's what the mobile age has done to me. I always was impatient. Now am twitchy too. If the news cannot make the point well and quickly I can't hang around and finish the story. What all am I missing?

And are people reading me, or am I not quick enough?

Happy birthday

First a fake bake cake.



Then fake blow candles - I like that there is an app for this :).







A long day and then a real cake.



And a brat who wants to watch Tom and Jerry more than cutting a cake with me.

Birthdays

You expect birthdays to be special. Well I do. 35 or not, I always expect something magical will happen on my birthday. And this job sure keeps making that impossible :). 3 birthdays in a row, I'll be spending over 14 hours doing something related to work!!

My husband did make the whole occasion special, I have the iPhone 5 :). But I'll hardly see my son, and he knows birthdays now. But between a political death and office, it won't be the same (though I am so lazy it might not have been different even otherwise :)).

But I like birthdays. However true that I am now a year older, that's one day that's still special. Like anniversaries :). And with a lovely son and a loving hubby and a wonderful dad, that's the way to grow old for sure.

And as my fb wall starts filling up, even a day filled with work isn't so daunting (yet). So have a wonderful my-birthday all!!!

Blogging from the iPhone 5

Got nothing major to say other than that :)

I wrote a poem

My sis-in-law needed a poem for her daughter on friendship. I googled a lot. And wrote this.

I pulled your hair
You smacked my head
I shot a pea
You wet my bed

I broke your pen
You stole my book
I tore your skirt
You refused to look

I said sorry
You said fine
I held your hand
You held mine

I cut my hair
To match yours
You wore my dress
I wore yours

He hurt you
I cried along
He loved you
I sang along

We met young
We lived long
This today
Is our friendship song

Sales

I don't get how some people are so good at them. I never find anything I really like on sale. I go to these places that have sales, and either end up walking out cos I am too scared of the crowd, or buying something full price. I am the person that makes sales possible - I buy the 'new, full price' stuff so others can focus on digging out the good cheap stuff.

I mean people walk in to a sale, and walk out with a wardrobe full of stuff. All I find is sweat! And frustration!!!

Everything that I do like in a sale, isn't available in my size. I used to be a small. And now I hate small people :).

And shoes. Everyone talks how awesome shoes are available on sale. When!!!??? Where!!??? All I see is stuff that is torn, chipped, broken, or I wouldn't buy to give away.

Purses are another thing. Dudes, sales mean good stuff at less prices, not crap at any price!

So I don't get sales. Not to mention I hear about them 2 days before they are about to get over which means there's nothing left anyways :).

Sunsets

I grew up assuming everyone could see sunsets every day. And when I got married and moved to a place you couldn't see sunsets, sunsets were low priority anyways.

But went to a beach today. And the sky looked phenomenal. Reminded me how awesome it came be.

iPhone 5

Everyone knows I love my phones. I was a non-techie, non-geek, money saver, penny pincher till I got the Nokia N70. Since then my phone became my personal friend in my pocket, and I have upgraded phones almost once a year, sometimes more!

And I was a die-hard Nokia fan for the ease of use and familiarity as I went from one model to another, knowing the basic features would stay stable. But that very familiarity was the downfall as far as I was concerned - a brand new phone stopped feeling new because everything was still in the same place an worked exactly the same way as before. Of course the arrival of touch killed Nokia, but I did use a HTC diamond and go back to a Nokia.

My point here? I love Apple iPhones. I am a real fan. I even used an android Samsung Galaxy, and really appreciate features like easy copy/paste and big screens and awesome cameras. But if I have a choice and the money (and thanks to my dad I do), I would use iPhone as the primary phone, and the android as a second phone.

Continuing the point? I really love iPhones. And with having dropped my iPhone 4 in water and made it unusable, and using an iPhone 3GS right now, I will buy an iPhone 5 at some point. But if what people are saying is true and Apple hasn't done much to the overall features in the phone - and my iOS6 on 3GS says it hasn't - getting a hype up about the next iPhone - 5S or 6 or whatever - is going to be damn difficult for Apple. They don't have the lead anymore, or if they do, it's very short. They need to innovate big. They set high expectations, now they have to live up to being THAT company that makes THAT phone.

And hurry up. I love iPhones. I felt very guilty when I gave up Nokia. Don't make me go through that again.

New design

Ahh, was just visiting the blog on the comp, and thought I'd try out something new... Interesting layout, will probably be annoyed in a few days if I see it on the comp too often. Hmmmmm...

My story

I think songs and poems and never get around to writing them down. Thot one today. Thot I'd write it down.

(damn forgotten the cool words and tune already)

Maybe I'm good at what I do
Maybe I can be better
Maybe that's my story

Maybe I love like no other
And I am a good mother
Maybe that's my story

Maybe I'm only ordinary
Maybe I'm extraordinary
Maybe that's my story

I may be special
I may be simple
But maybe that's my story

Massages

I don't get them. As in don't understand them. People love the relaxation and the kneading blah blah. Maybe I haven't had a good massage. But the oily ones leave me feeling icky. And the machines just hurt my bones.

Am sitting on the back massage machine now and using the foot massager. All I can think is that my shoulder blades hurt and my toes are getting squished. Where is that aaaaaaaaaah moment?

I don't get massages.

Chicken or egg

Are we confident of our work because we are good at what we do? Or are we good at what we do because we are confident?

I don't remember the dream...

But it wasn't good. And the bad feeling grows in the mind and heart. With a fight with the brat and a morose day outside, I want to sit and home and cuddle my son. I don't want to work today.

Fury

Fury was a friend for a very long time. Came as soon as something felt bad. As soon as someone hurt me. Or I felt like I was slighted. Fury lived inside me so long there was little space for love and logic.

Fury rose when I felt tired. Fury at my husband. At my son. I felt like shaking him when he wouldn't listen.

And yesterday he was a brat. Annoying. Irritating. And I did get mad at him. And was firm with him. But I didn't feel fury. Sherrin pissed me off today. And I yelled and fumed. But I didn't feel fury.

Today I felt angry and mad. But no fury.

Charity...

People who have to live on charity - what is their daily reality? Do you feel frustrated, ashamed that you are dependent on the benevolence of others for your daily life? Or gratitude that you are in an organization that is supported and is taking care of you? Or do you expect that it is someone's job to take care of you and should be doing this, possibly better?

Just wondering as I watch children from an organization sitting around to celebrate Independence Day at work. Some look surly, some quiet. Most look happy and that's good. But I cannot even begin to imagine me or even my son ever having to be in this position.

God bless.

Call me...

And I will come. But do not expect me to call. For I cannot tell the difference between offering support and intruding. So tell me that you need me and I will be there.

Dictating while sleeping

I wish I could you know. Dictate these thougts I have when I am half asleep... The deep thoughts or the philosophy. It's as if I know more... Or can grasp more. Or even understand more. If only I could remember that thought or idea I had.

So I wish I could dictate while I sleep. So I could note that thought down.

I'm not better...

I'm better off.

Coincidence...

People say there are no coincidences. Explain this.

Had to go to a friend's son's birthday party. I live in malad. This was in thane. Easy to get there, book a cab. But was concerned about going home to dad's, as I wasn't sure what time the party would get over.

Had called dad to tell him. He says, I will be in thane today for a funtion, I will pick you up. I said ok, I am at Tip Top Hall, so let's coordinate. Would you believe he also had the function at Tip Top Hall? I mean he hardly goes anywhere. I rarely meet my engineering friends. And for both to happen on the same day, at the same time, in the same building? How awesome.

And then. He reaches there around 9. Calls and tells me he's on the 3rd floor. Turns out he's literally in the next hall!!!

Now explain this non-believers!!! Thank you Ghanshyam!!

Sleeping in my son's arms

Went to sleep last night in Kiaan's arms. He put his arms around my head. I put my head on his chest. And he held me close and went to sleep. What a wonderful feeling.

Iphone na raha

Dropped my iphone in the loo. Can't imagine! Main phone is now the galaxy note. And dad lent me his iphone 3gs. But oh, woe is me. What be life without that that was the phone i loved!

What I'd love to do now...

Be able to dance a contemporary dance routine choreographed on Katy Perry's I'm wide awake.

Do you have to be selfish...

To get over someone? Do you have to care more about your own well being than the other person to be able to survive that person not being in your life anymore?

Humility vs modesty

I am not modest. But I try to be humble.

Testing nanoeast Sherrin

Wanna see if this shows up in google :)

To love..

'If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger.'

Who would I have been

If not for the people who influenced me? Parents who loved me so much that I was confident? Sisters that loved me so much that I was a child so long? Friends that loved me so much that I am selfish yet learning to be a good friend? A man who loved me so much that I can be anything I want to be. Bosses who taught me so much that I am a good employee.

I am scared yet confident. I work as hard as I want to. Sleep all I want to. Love all I want to. I try to do things, even when I could make mistakes. I make mistakes and then deal with them. I do good things.

Which of these would I not do if not for any of these people in my life?

Describing jaan

Something I told my Jijs about my husband, with the dichotomy of his engineering mind and poetic soul. 'Sherrin will take an engine apart, and then sing a song about it'.

Love you jaan.

The sheer joy!

Of being back to my iPhone! I used the android. I liked the android. I loved the screen. But there is nothing like my iPhone. It just - fits.

I love you

Me watching an ad, suddenly got an urge for paan. Asked hubby to get me one. He said he's been busy and is tired. I said don't u love me anymore. His answer? I do love u. But not so much :).

Ah well.

Which one are u?

The reader who reads the story in third person, as an outsider?
Or the reader, lost in the book, in the story, in the emotions, and the psyche of the character or the author?

I get lost - in what I read, what I watch, what I hear. And the emotions, the story, the ethos, become my reality for a short duration till life intrudes and becomes the reality again.

Memories?

Do you ever have a random thought about a person, place or thing, and then have this funny fluttery feeling that you do or should know more about that thing? Like a memory, or a yearning?

Contacts transfer from iPhone to Samsung

Ignore every other link, option, suggestion, app or blah blah there is. Use 'contacts sync for google gmail' on app store. Search for 'gmail sync', if u cannot find it any other way. Pay the 2.99 dollars. And be at peace.

4 bloody f@$&$ing days, I read every single blog, post, suggestion blah blah. The one that helped is the one that told me to use this app. Whoever you are that made this app, whoever you are that suggested this, bless you and thank you. Now I can sleep.

The new phone

God has been kind in ways I cannot even begin to be grateful about. The latest is the new phone I am blogging this from. The Samsung galaxy note, that I have been eyeing for a few days. Just cos. Love my dad.

Already posted this, this is from the new phone.

My new phone!

Have had the same phone for over a year now, and I don't care how bad that sounds, been itching for a new phone :). And been eyeing the Samsung Galaxy Note. Don't care that I love my iPhone 4, a new phone is a new phone. And the iPhone 5 is too too far away.

So been mumbling, grumbling and what not about the Samsung, trying to convince myself we don't have the money (we really don't) and that it isn't really worth it.

And then my daddy - the awesomest man there is - bought it for me!!!




Will soon blog what Kiaan used it for - the stylus everyone else is laughing at is my son's way of learning to write :). In a tree-friendly way.

But yipeeeeee! I have a BB (yeah for work), an iPhone4, and now a Note. Thanks Ghanshyam!!!

Do you have people in your life...

That make you smile? Just by smiling at you. Or running on little legs to greet you when you come home from office? Or SMSing you a funny story? Or supporting your stupid or not-so-stupid ideas? Or giving you an amazing rub-down-your-back hug? Or having gorgeous muddy brown eyes?

You should. There should be at least one person in every person's life that can make you smile no matter how shitty your day.

That's why people are on Facebook.

Simplify

Common sense, and yet we don't do it.

http://unclutterer.com/2009/03/24/ruthless-simplicity-how-to-ward-off-doing-more-and-burning-out/

Being known

Do you know what it's like to have someone know you? You piss them off, they piss you off. You scream and shout and yell and disagree and get pissed in general. But they get you. Even when they don't understand shit, why you are the way you are, and you don't get why they can't do things the way you want them to. They honestly get you. And actually want you. After all that. After everything. They want to be with you. Like you get them. Want to be with them. Want to wake up in the morning with that face.

That's being blessed.

How does a cold work?

Haven't had one in a long time, and Kiaan doesn't seem affected as much by one, more that his nose is blocked.

But I have a cough that itches to get out some phlegm before I can breathe again. And when the cold itches out, there a gnawing scratchy feeling on my face before the sneezes come. And the nose is runny and itchy. And I want to put my head in water or cream or something to make the itch go away.

And then a halls or Vicks calms the throat, opens up the nose, and for just a few minutes, the face and skin is calm.

Before the bloody thing starts again. Tell me again, why am I not taking medication?

Hair..

I have an ongoing love affair with my hair :). Am constantly trying new things to change the way I look. Can't change my face, and my hair makes me look completely different. And I've had straight hair for a long long time, as it's easy to maintain and looks elegant and neat. And I keep trying new haircuts.

But there is only so much you can do with straight hair. That too shoulder length, thin hair... So I am now a poodle.

Trying new blog writers on mobile

Highly annoying when you have to uninstall and reinstall. Or delete 3 always-there lines. Or close the app and relaunch to get an blank edit page. Seriously???