Monday, November 30, 2009

Gate crashing a state dinner


So the Salahis' gate-crashed Obama’s State dinner?! Big deal!

Our politicians and celebrities back home have been gate-crashing not only private parties (How do you think Vivek Oberoi feeds himself ?) but numerous other social events without anyone raising an eyebrow and the MNS are not just gate-crashing but also crashing tables and chairs and human heads among other things.

It was the Salahis' impudent bid for fame so let’s give it to them. After all, it’s not really their fault that the security had loopholes and they managed to grab their chance of a lifetime. In fact, I think the ones most surprised must be the Salahis' themselves. I am sure they never dreamt they’d make it to the tent on the South Lawn of the White House, leave aside the president himself.

Well, they got their fame (or notoriety), their dollars (if they get the six-figure they are quoting for their first network television interview) or prosecution (if the secret service or senators decide to press charges).

We are unsure what happens to the Salahis' next, but some of the things that are bound to happen are:

-This incident having inspired many small time gate-crashers to think ‘big’ will result in a sudden surge of gate-crashes from a regional level to international level
-Ram Gopal Verma will want to visit the tent on the South Lawn of the White House to see if he can use it for his next movie.
-Osama Bin Laden will contemplate doing away with his beard and coloring his hair blond to try sneaking into the White House
-The morale of the Indian Police will be lifted (who said they are better than us! Amriki-hindi bhai bhai!)
-Obama will write another book called simply ‘The audacity’

So in a way this was an interesting experience for many.

The only person feeling sore about the whole thing is Manmohan Singh; His thunder was once again stolen by a ‘foreigner’!

Copyright (C) Neha Shinde 2009

Monday, November 23, 2009

Missing Mobiles

I lost my mobile phone. Again!
For those who know me well, I am sure it’s a kind of relief. Now you know I haven’t changed over the years. In fact, when I conveyed this to a few of my good friends, I got messages and mails congratulating me on my latest loss.

One of them went into throes of joy and mentioned how he made money by betting on me losing my phone this year. Yet another suggested that I tie up with a mobile company for a regular supply of mobile phones.

For those of you who have randomly stumbled upon this blog and are wondering what the fuss is all about - I have a knack of losing mobile phones.

Not a year has passed without me losing a phone either through my own carelessness of the vile nature of some specimens of humans I have encountered.

Till date I have lost 6 phones. Here are the statistics….

2 were stolen from my hostel/flat ,I left 2 in the autos, 1 was unwillingly contributed to the city of Chennai when I left it in a hotel lobby and 1 was audaciously snatched from me while I was on the phone on my way home.

6 phones, 6 stories and 6 different reactions. From crying heartbrokenly the first time I lost it to nonchalantly making my way to the nearest Nokia showroom after realizing my loss... I have come a long way.

There was a time when I nearly lost my phone but it was a false alarm! I was on my yearly Christmas trip to Pune last year and on the last day of my stay, went to get some ‘bhakarwadis’ for my friends back in Bangalore. When I reached home I realized my phone was missing, my brother knowing my mobile history promptly went and bought me another phone. As I was checking-in my luggage at the Pune airport, the airline official requested me to remove my phone from my bag. That’s when I realized that cunning little instrument was neatly snuggling under a kurta !

But, through it all I have been very brand loyal. Nokia, Nokia & Nokia all the way! Not once did I think of switching to Sony or Motorola. I could actually feature as Nokia’s most patronizing customer! And I am most willing to accept a token of appreciation in the form of their latest model, which I will in due course of time dutifully lose.

Anyways, that my mobile story. For more updates, watch out this space a year later!
Copyright (c) 2009 Neha Shinde

Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Shifting houses and a discovery

I recently shifted places, moved from my PG accommodation to a shared flat.

I came to Bangalore with a huge suitcase, 3 bags and a guitar.

Today I have 1 huge suitcase, 12 bags and a guitar!

And this guitar is not the one that accompanied me on a Saturday afternoon on SpiceJet couple of years ago. It and it's immediate successor met with sad demises in my old residence.

But we are deviating; the focus here is on the 12 bags!

I am still trying to figure out how my luggage multiplied so quickly !

And I end up with one word – Shopping!

Weekend shopping sprees, impulsive shopping, shopping when I am bored, shopping when I go out to assist friends in shopping, Shopping when I feel like it, Shopping when I don’t feel like it…

Now, I am on a clothes donating spree, mercilessly fishing stuff out of those 12 bags and making mental allocations.

But some things are hard to let go of...

Like my old party clothes which I have accumulated thanks to my MBA theme parties and the thousand other parties I was a part of owing to the enterprise called ‘socializing’. I know I may not wear them again but they are so attractive and cost me a pretty penny, I just don’t want to give them to any random person. As a result, I am still on the outlook of someone who will appreciate them.

Then there are the thousand books I have picked up over the few years in Bangalore. Management books, biographies, gospel literature, novels, interesting magazines …all of them find their way to my table. And I hate giving away books!

I also have little things that have some sentimental value attached to it...Like the name tag of the first international conference I gave a presentation in Bangalore, the palm leaf cross I made on Palm Sunday, a beautiful wooden keychain a friend made and gifted me, A embroidered handkerchief my sister made for me.
Some many such things , no wonder my luggage looks like a combination of Barnes & Nobles and Walmart.

I am looking forward to the day when I shall be back to 3 bags.

Till that day arrives, I think I visit Lifestyle to lighten the spirit …
Copyright (c) 2009 Neha Shinde