Its still snowing - I like it. Although my Asthma seems to be getting worse...
Oh well!
Really have nothing to write about today....so here is my random rant
I hate talking to anyone in the morning. Period.
Until I have my cha (tea) - I don't want to look at anyone, don't want to acknowledge anyone and especially don't want to talk to anyone. Everyone knows this about me. Everyone.
Somehow or the other, my in-laws will always try to talk to me in the morning. Regardless of what is happening around me - what the topic is - unless you are going DIE, DO NOT TALK - SILENCE IS FUCKING GOLDEN! (yes, I love Ari Gold) Anyhoo.
I don't think the in-laws talking is deliberate - they love the morning. I clearly don't. If it were upto me I would start all work at 12 noon. But my in-laws love the morning and everything associated with it, including bright freaking halogen lights (topic for some other post). Anyways, so this morning the conversation went like this....
MIL: Do you want some juice
Me: (irritated and sleepy) No.
MIL: Do you want to make some coffee for J (In her head, I don't do enough things for J - I, however, draw the line at coffee)
Me: (Infuriated) No
MIL: Do you think it snowed at night?
Me: (in my head, how the hell should I know, I didn't sit outside all night to see if it snowed...)
(My reply) Silence.
MIL: Bye
Me: ummm.
This is how most conversations in the morning go. Yet, every freaking morning there is something new to talk about. Sometimes I just want to yell but that would break my code. The only reason I don't want to talk is that - I feel compelled to explain my every move to everyone all the time. I don't mind doing that - as usually it shuts people up. In the morning, however, I want to be the one who sets the terms. I want to face the world and everyone in it on my terms - with a warm belly and moisturized face.
I don't think I am asking all that much....do you?
Wednesday, November 29, 2006
Monday, November 27, 2006
Freaking Snowstorm
Ok so there is a freaking snowstorm in Vancouver.
And guess where am I? At Work. Yes, that's right - I braved the snow and asthma (I woke up at 6 b/c I could not breathe) for work.
Why?
Because of my Indian work ethic. Yes, as a child I was not allowed to call a sick day. My mother more than my father, although he was close, believed that regardless of your health and the weather around you - if your school is open and the bus is going to get there - you have to be on the bus. Period. No ifs and buts. Get your damn ass on the bus ASAP.
I actually remember running for my school bus with a high fever and asthma. Yes, I caught the bus, I think.
Here is the philosophy - regardless of how you feel in the morning, you get dressed and get to school or work. If you don't feel well later on - you can come home. But no, 'ooh, mommy I feel sick can I stay home'. No, no, there will be none of that.
So here I am, in my something 20s and getting to work in a blasted snowstorm. Why, because that was what I was taught. Oh, did I mention that I am the only one at work and my boss is nowhere to be found....?
This is why those kids in India and China are going to take over. The work ethic. They will bust their asses to get the work done. Rain or shine, asthma or no asthma. Amen friend!
And guess where am I? At Work. Yes, that's right - I braved the snow and asthma (I woke up at 6 b/c I could not breathe) for work.
Why?
Because of my Indian work ethic. Yes, as a child I was not allowed to call a sick day. My mother more than my father, although he was close, believed that regardless of your health and the weather around you - if your school is open and the bus is going to get there - you have to be on the bus. Period. No ifs and buts. Get your damn ass on the bus ASAP.
I actually remember running for my school bus with a high fever and asthma. Yes, I caught the bus, I think.
Here is the philosophy - regardless of how you feel in the morning, you get dressed and get to school or work. If you don't feel well later on - you can come home. But no, 'ooh, mommy I feel sick can I stay home'. No, no, there will be none of that.
So here I am, in my something 20s and getting to work in a blasted snowstorm. Why, because that was what I was taught. Oh, did I mention that I am the only one at work and my boss is nowhere to be found....?
This is why those kids in India and China are going to take over. The work ethic. They will bust their asses to get the work done. Rain or shine, asthma or no asthma. Amen friend!
Thursday, November 23, 2006
Grad
As of 1.30 pm November 22 - I am a graduate. Yes, I had my convocation yesterday and yes, I am not ashamed to say that yes, I felt just a bit better than all those mules (read: students) at UBC. Why, cause I got there and they are still stuck going to those damned classes.
Yes, I am one of those I-am-better-than-you people....
Ok, seriously, I am glad I am done - I hope I dont have to go that damned university again. EVER!
Also...
Take that world!
Yes, I am one of those I-am-better-than-you people....
Ok, seriously, I am glad I am done - I hope I dont have to go that damned university again. EVER!
Also...
Take that world!
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
New
This sort has to do with my last post. I am still humming the music mentioned there...and thinking....
Do you ever wonder how it would have been to be the first set of humans. I do - all the time. Imagine. Everything around you was new.
Yes, I want that new earth feeling. The emptiness of places. The sandy beaches that were new.
Yes, new. The places that were never walked on before...not the used feeling you get now.
As an early human - you knew that certain places were relatively new. Yes, animals and some other pro-humans had walked there...but it was still new.
Not UNTOUCHED! That's what the colonialists' wanted. No, I don't want that.
Its like....what William Cronan says in the 'The Trouble With Wilderness'. No, I am not looking for wilderness with the intent of seeing untouched places. I want new. Fresh and not used. Not polluted.
When you walk on that sand - you know its clean - it is not polluted with plastic or worse.
Anyone ever feel that?
Do you ever wonder how it would have been to be the first set of humans. I do - all the time. Imagine. Everything around you was new.
Yes, I want that new earth feeling. The emptiness of places. The sandy beaches that were new.
Yes, new. The places that were never walked on before...not the used feeling you get now.
As an early human - you knew that certain places were relatively new. Yes, animals and some other pro-humans had walked there...but it was still new.
Not UNTOUCHED! That's what the colonialists' wanted. No, I don't want that.
Its like....what William Cronan says in the 'The Trouble With Wilderness'. No, I am not looking for wilderness with the intent of seeing untouched places. I want new. Fresh and not used. Not polluted.
When you walk on that sand - you know its clean - it is not polluted with plastic or worse.
Anyone ever feel that?
Sunday, November 19, 2006
Music is life
I havent done much over the weekend - just lazing around, watched the Lions win the Grey cup and thats that.
Its been pouring buckets - like its crazy!
So the water has been undrinkable. The water was brown 2 days ago - now its milky....ummm tasty!
I have started my own business boiling water and filtering it. No one paid for all the work I did - yet they (the family) took all the bottles of clean water anyway. Umph! They were making fun of me - saying I was obsessed with clean water and so on. But they took all the water....what was that about?
Anyhoo - I am listening to 'Hommage aux Marquises' by the Gitano Family. It is this awesome piece of music that will literally change your life. It is simply beautiful. Get it and listen to it and you will know what music is.....really! It is simply the best.
Its been pouring buckets - like its crazy!
So the water has been undrinkable. The water was brown 2 days ago - now its milky....ummm tasty!
I have started my own business boiling water and filtering it. No one paid for all the work I did - yet they (the family) took all the bottles of clean water anyway. Umph! They were making fun of me - saying I was obsessed with clean water and so on. But they took all the water....what was that about?
Anyhoo - I am listening to 'Hommage aux Marquises' by the Gitano Family. It is this awesome piece of music that will literally change your life. It is simply beautiful. Get it and listen to it and you will know what music is.....really! It is simply the best.
Friday, November 17, 2006
Someone left a message on my work phone....I have no idea how to retrive the message.
There is a red light on top of the phone that is now on. Its driving me crazy. I forgot the password to access the phone and have no way to listen to the message.
It had happened once before. I just deleted the message to get the light to go away - I am tempted to do the same today.....
There is a red light on top of the phone that is now on. Its driving me crazy. I forgot the password to access the phone and have no way to listen to the message.
It had happened once before. I just deleted the message to get the light to go away - I am tempted to do the same today.....
Thursday, November 16, 2006
Tuesday, November 14, 2006
Thoughts.....
I often wonder if people think the way I do....
Do you?
About anything - life, world, colours, eyes, pencils.....I don't know....do you?
Or is it just me???
Do you ever think if people think the way you do?
Feel free to leave your comments - anything random, any thoughts that come your mind - I'll put them together and make a post out of it...if thats ok. (If anyone leaves a reply....that is!)
Anyways, I wonder if people think the same way, if we really have stuff in common but dont know it yet. Or if there is nothing in common but we want to believe that there is....
Sunday, November 12, 2006
To share...I have nothing
So I have nothing extraordinary to share....
Yesterday was Remembrance Day and I went to see the ceremony held at Victory Square.
I was awesome. There were so many veterans and so many people...all there to remember.
I never actually gave it much thought until yesterday.
I never grew up here so I really had no idea what they were remembering and why they were remembering.
But it was clear yesterday. We cannot and must not forget. Not only the World wars but all every other war....
It was nice.
However, you'd think that when they say 'Remember, and dont forget' - people would actually remember and not forget. Clearly not. We still have people fighting in Iraq and Canada has peacekeepers all over the world. Not only that, there are other countries that have soldiers deployed somewhere or the other....and to what end?
Anyways, this is my rant for the day......Dont Forget!
Yesterday was Remembrance Day and I went to see the ceremony held at Victory Square.
I was awesome. There were so many veterans and so many people...all there to remember.
I never actually gave it much thought until yesterday.
I never grew up here so I really had no idea what they were remembering and why they were remembering.
But it was clear yesterday. We cannot and must not forget. Not only the World wars but all every other war....
It was nice.
However, you'd think that when they say 'Remember, and dont forget' - people would actually remember and not forget. Clearly not. We still have people fighting in Iraq and Canada has peacekeepers all over the world. Not only that, there are other countries that have soldiers deployed somewhere or the other....and to what end?
Anyways, this is my rant for the day......Dont Forget!
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Wow - you really have to be ok w/ your body when you get offered a seat in the bus b/c the person thinks you are pregnant, when you are not, and you accept the seat smilingly.
Yes, that's what happened to me the other day.
First of all let me start by blaming Angelina Jolie. She was the one that started this whole - I am cool cause I am pregnant.... and its cool to be pregnant.
There are so many children born in the city of Vancouver -thanks to Angie. The Govt of Canada should single handedly thank her for increasing our population. No really, the govt was concerned a few years ago that our pop was not increasing fast enough...anyways - thank Jolie-Pitt team!
Here is my thinking about random people assuming that you are pregnant cause you are not rail thin....
Where do you get off judging normal women b/c they don't look emaciated and alien like.....
Now to my experience.
I am Indian - I have an Indian woman's body - yes I have curves and don't have the haunted look on my face cause really I have other things to worry about. And not eating a meal really gets in the way of making decent wage or doing my job. So, no, I don't starve myself. I have always had a belly. Even as a child.
There is nothing wrong w/ me medically - its just who I am.
This has, of course, caused me a lot of grief and pain as random people walking on the street have asked me if I was pregnant. No! and its none of your business! Is my reply.
Everytime this was assumed about me I would go home and cry and not eat. I have been offered seats in the bus b/c of my belly.
Everytime that happened I would glare at the person and snarl.
The other day was different. This woman assumed that I was carrying a child and offered me a seat. And I didn't glare or snarl....I said 'Sure, I'd love the seat'. Took it and sat down. Needless to say the bus was packed.
Now, you might think 'oh, the woman did not do anything wrong. She thought I was pregnant and offered me a seat in a packed bus'. Oh, but you see she did do something wrong there. She made an assumption about me - a complete stranger - and assumed that I am pregnant, b/c my bones weren't showing and I need a seat. That is really why I took the seat.
Not b/c I could not stand in the packed bus but b/c this woman made an assumption by looking at me!
And in my book that is a complete no-no. (One day I will write about the time I got chicken pox b/c I refused to judge a person based on what he looked like. But that is a completely different story)
My problem with the seat giving is that - why make an assumption like that? Why cant people just stick to their own business and not assume someone is pregnant b/c they are not thin? Why? Why the need to look like a model when a real normal woman has too many things to worry about and not enough money to buy her a personal trainer. And how is it anyone's business to assume something so personal about a complete stranger? How is being pregnant or not have anything to do w/ you?
And I have noticed this is always the case w/ pregnancy. People want to touch your belly or ask you personal questions about when the baby is expected or how many months or the sex of the baby...all that crap. When really if you are in the mall shopping - you really should not be asking the woman across from you about when is the child due - cause you know what - it wont make a difference in your world.
I know its all small talk - but why the personal attack?
Yes, that's what happened to me the other day.
First of all let me start by blaming Angelina Jolie. She was the one that started this whole - I am cool cause I am pregnant.... and its cool to be pregnant.
There are so many children born in the city of Vancouver -thanks to Angie. The Govt of Canada should single handedly thank her for increasing our population. No really, the govt was concerned a few years ago that our pop was not increasing fast enough...anyways - thank Jolie-Pitt team!
Here is my thinking about random people assuming that you are pregnant cause you are not rail thin....
Where do you get off judging normal women b/c they don't look emaciated and alien like.....
Now to my experience.
I am Indian - I have an Indian woman's body - yes I have curves and don't have the haunted look on my face cause really I have other things to worry about. And not eating a meal really gets in the way of making decent wage or doing my job. So, no, I don't starve myself. I have always had a belly. Even as a child.
There is nothing wrong w/ me medically - its just who I am.
This has, of course, caused me a lot of grief and pain as random people walking on the street have asked me if I was pregnant. No! and its none of your business! Is my reply.
Everytime this was assumed about me I would go home and cry and not eat. I have been offered seats in the bus b/c of my belly.
Everytime that happened I would glare at the person and snarl.
The other day was different. This woman assumed that I was carrying a child and offered me a seat. And I didn't glare or snarl....I said 'Sure, I'd love the seat'. Took it and sat down. Needless to say the bus was packed.
Now, you might think 'oh, the woman did not do anything wrong. She thought I was pregnant and offered me a seat in a packed bus'. Oh, but you see she did do something wrong there. She made an assumption about me - a complete stranger - and assumed that I am pregnant, b/c my bones weren't showing and I need a seat. That is really why I took the seat.
Not b/c I could not stand in the packed bus but b/c this woman made an assumption by looking at me!
And in my book that is a complete no-no. (One day I will write about the time I got chicken pox b/c I refused to judge a person based on what he looked like. But that is a completely different story)
My problem with the seat giving is that - why make an assumption like that? Why cant people just stick to their own business and not assume someone is pregnant b/c they are not thin? Why? Why the need to look like a model when a real normal woman has too many things to worry about and not enough money to buy her a personal trainer. And how is it anyone's business to assume something so personal about a complete stranger? How is being pregnant or not have anything to do w/ you?
And I have noticed this is always the case w/ pregnancy. People want to touch your belly or ask you personal questions about when the baby is expected or how many months or the sex of the baby...all that crap. When really if you are in the mall shopping - you really should not be asking the woman across from you about when is the child due - cause you know what - it wont make a difference in your world.
I know its all small talk - but why the personal attack?
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Dont know where to start....
Anger, frustration, joy, excitement, sadness...were all felt this weekend. I dont want to go into details but it all revolves around us moving out from J's parents' basement.
Yes, Violet - we decided it was time and we told the parents - needless to say they were pissed off. They think its b/c we want to abondon them - how can you tell they are indian parents?
Anyhoo - they were irritated and now are pissed off.
But I am still glad we are going. I, honestly, think it will be best for all involved. It will be good for J and myself, cause we can finally come home drunk and high (no, koolgurl you cant do that cause you are my sis and I wont let you get high w/ out me being there to supervise you) and not get judged.
And it will be good for the parents in question cause they will have time to do things their way. Enjoy themselves w/ out bothering that kids will be around.
Anyways, we just have to find a place.
As if its always that easy!
Anger, frustration, joy, excitement, sadness...were all felt this weekend. I dont want to go into details but it all revolves around us moving out from J's parents' basement.
Yes, Violet - we decided it was time and we told the parents - needless to say they were pissed off. They think its b/c we want to abondon them - how can you tell they are indian parents?
Anyhoo - they were irritated and now are pissed off.
But I am still glad we are going. I, honestly, think it will be best for all involved. It will be good for J and myself, cause we can finally come home drunk and high (no, koolgurl you cant do that cause you are my sis and I wont let you get high w/ out me being there to supervise you) and not get judged.
And it will be good for the parents in question cause they will have time to do things their way. Enjoy themselves w/ out bothering that kids will be around.
Anyways, we just have to find a place.
As if its always that easy!
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