Because I Have Fallen From The Heavens…

Been busy with my dad lately, who hasn’t been feeling too well, so I haven’t been able to blog about many of the incidents that happened to me recently…so I have to play catchup!!!

I’ve also been packing the pounds and have been neglecting my Wii Fitt… I find that my blog is nicer to me…because after I went back to my Wii Fitt after not working out for 2 weeks, I received the following welcome message from my Wii Fitt….

Wii Fitt: So how’ve you been lately…How’s that belly feeling? Soft and full of fat right? Well that’s what happenes when you don’t work out for 15 days!!!

I have now returned to working otu everyother day on it again!!!

Karma…. I think I mentioned this before…I am a HUGE believer of Karma. I think what goes around really does come around.

The Snobby Gora Aunty

I was recently thinking about a few personal experiences… it was all triggered by finding a very old friend of mine from middle school. I lived in Connecticut for a long time when I was young. CT is a predominantly white state, or it was when I was there. Apparently a lot of South Asians from NY have recently moved there so it’s different now. But when I lived there, in my middle school I was one of 2-3 South Asian kids in my class of 400, and maybe a total of 5 in my school of 1200. I was constantly asked about the dots, the curry smells, thank god 9/11 didn’t happen back then, I can only imagine what I would’ve faced. Anyways, so I found my friend Mary. She was my best friend of 5 years. She loved me to death, she really did. She was one of the sweetest girls. Lived in the picket fenced white house, had a dog, a typical white mom and dad. But I have these awful memories of her mom. Her mom was very polite to me. But whenever she would drop off Mary to my house, or drop me home, she would make comments to Mary such as, “I hate dropping you off here, it’s such a bad neighborhood”, “Look, there’s a bar down the street, how can people raise kids here, what kind of values will the kids get?” She would make these comments while I would sit in the backseat, almost as if I wasn’t there. I never said anything, I thought I did live in such a bad neighborhood, and was embarrassed. Honestly, now that I think about it, we didn’t live in a shady neighborhood, there is hardly any shady neighborhoods in CT, it was just the downtown part of CT, and we lived in a rented Townhouse, while they lived in those pure suburban white neighborhoods with green lawns and apple trees. I just remembered her comments when I noticed where Mary is now in her life and where I am. Mary did not go to university, is now living her boyfriend who is Hispanic, doesn’t work, and pregnant. I’m not bragging or anything, but I couldn’t help but remember her mom’s constant comments about how my parents could raise me in such a bad neighborhood. And about her assumption on what values I was getting. I just now wonder what a grown woman got out of making a 10 year old kid feel embarrassed about her parents? And I wonder how she feels now about the values she has given her own daughter.

The Shallow Aunty

When I first got married, an aunty saw me, and the only comment she could say about me was that I was fat. As a new bride, its hardly the thing you want to hear. Recently I saw her son’s bride, and I found it ironic how his son’s bride has a good 200 pounds on me.

The Proud Aunty

There was this one aunty who was really proud of her sons. One was already very successful in school, and she was equally proud of her other sons were in high school. At every party she would make it a point to ask which university everyone’s son was going to attend or attending, and ask what program. Then proceed to brag about her sons. All through my university, she would ask me if I am still in Computer Science. But I don’t think she cared much about what I did, unless I guess if I went after one of her sons but alas she didn’t have the chance to say no to me, I was already taken But I would always watch her give advice to other aunties on how to raise gems like her sons. Then I went awol for a while and when I returned to society, I hear news of how one of her sons dropped out of high school, got into drugs and everything else. They tried to lie their way through it by saying he is attending university part time only to have the son tell others how he dropped out, is getting his GED. Nowadays the aunty hardly talks about her sons anymore when I see her.

The Loving Aunty

I know an aunty who was sweet, loving and did everything from her heart. Her oldest son got involved with drugs early on in his life. Dropped out of school, didn’t work, spent years just doing nothing. Even though she was always deeply sad, I never saw her bitter to others, or jealous, or try to hurt others. That same son, at the end of his 20’s went back to university, got his undergrad, got his masters, and is now working and recently got married to an amazing wife.

So what is the point of these little short stories?

That Karma(your actions) does matter. If you go through life purposely hurting others, it will come back to you. Maybe not in your life, but it might happen to your children. If you know someone has a weak point, don’t rub it in their face. Don’t purposely brag to others about what you have when you already know they don’t have it. I believe it’s different to talk about the things you have, and it’s very different to brag about the things you have. And people, especially Aunty’s, have a habit of bragging. I’m not perfect, but I try to reduce bad karma in my life as much as possible. Maybe that’s why I don’t fight with people, because I am human, and I think many things in my head that are arrogant, and mean, but I don’t act on them. The minute you act on a hurtful thought, you contaminate the air around you, and one day it will suffocate you.  And the same goes for good karma, if you make others feel good, one day the air around you will lift you up and take you where you want to go.  That’s just my 2 cents….

For anyone who knows me, they know that I have always supported Bollywood. There was a time when I had 200+ pictures from Stardust magazine stapled and taped to my walk in closet, when I had 3000+ pictures of Salman saved in a binder, and was paying hundreds to go see Stars on stage. And that’s because the old Bollywood ROCKED. Starting from Late 80’s to about Early 2000 years, Bollywood was amazing. Great movies, great songs, great acting…and then something happened…and lately it all has started to annoy me. I’ll just create a list of what I’m sick of…

I am sick of…

- Everywhere the Bacchan’s go, (with Amitabh, Ash and Abhishek) there has to be some big commotion about the Bacchan’s being there. I’m sorry but Ash might be the most famous face from Bollywood, but as an actress she really has had very few hits, and the same with Abhishek. And it annoys me… she is not such a great actress… and he is not some bigshot actor… want to watch real acting? Go back to the 90’s and watch Kajol at her peak, watch Karisma in Fiza, Tabu in most of her movies… That’s acting! As for Abhishek, he’s very average to me, he lacks his fathers charisma, and is not even close talentwise to his father and mother, so honestly the attention they get, is getting annoying.

- Shahrukh Khan trying to act “Cool” in his movies even after being mid-40’s. The cool young roles does NOT suit him. I honestly feel he looks like the FOBs we make fun of in Canada. Its also not attractive seeing him acting  with 21 year olds, theres no chemistry, he looks like their uncle and it kills the movie for me. What is so wrong of me to want to see him in some mature roles? But nooo…even in movies where he is supposed to be different like RNBDJ, halfway through he has to act like a teenager. Do you see George Clooney go and play a college students role nowadays? NO. Is Tom Cruise playing the same character he did in Top gun…NO. Is Will Smith still doing the same level stuff as he did in Fresh Prince…NO! But Srk is hell bent on trying to look young and its ridiculous. I actually stopped looking forward to his movies now.

- The (lack of) Clothes factor. Bollywood actresses nowadays can’t seem to tell the difference between sexy and slutty. Some of the actresses wear the sluttiest clothes nowadays that a hooker on church street would be ashamed to wear. Its like, kissing is a big deal in the cinema, but looking like a prostitute the whole way through is acceptable. If you don’t believe me, watch the movie Kidnap.

- The same faces ALL the time… theres only so much of Ash, Kareena, Srk and Saif I can stand…. It’s the same people ALL the time. Bollywood is monopolized by a few stars on top and new talents are hardly ever brought in unless they’re related to another star. I know connections are huge and all, but sometimes they should have open casting calls, maybe they’ll discover a hidden gem. I am sick of undeserving stars getting roles because of their famous family. Most of the people I know can’t stand Katrina (she can’t ACT! And know wearing short skirts and bra-tops is not considered acting) but she gets 50 times more roles than someone like Vidya Balan, who is well liked and very talented, but alas, has no Salman Khan to bully producers to give her roles.

- I am sick of the same people getting awards. 90% of the winners in the recent shows… its never the one who deserves it..it is always, srk, rani, preity,kareena, ash, abhishek, amitabh, srk, rani, preity,kareena, ash, abhishek, amitabh, srk, hrithik, kareena, ash, abhishek, amitabh…once in a while we will see a kajol, and Hrithik pops in time to time too…but you will never see Konkona sen beating out Ash for a trophy even though she deserves it more…

Everything is just so predictable and dissappointing nowadays. I wish I would get more movies like Life in a metro, Gangster, Rang de Basanti, Dil chahta hai…something that makes me say..wow that was different… Bollywood used to do that, even though the endings were often happy and cheesy, there was an effort to have some newness…like Dilwale Dulhania, HAHK, Andaaz apna apna etc. but nowadays its all garbage except for one or 2 jewels a year….

I know I haven’t posted in a long time but I’m moody that way…. Sometimes I’ll want to write 3 posts a day and other times I’ll go weeks without wanting to write anything…. So basically I’ve been busy with work, school, training, acquiring the flu from hell (flu shots don’t work apparently!) and somehow managed to fit a trip to NY in between all that.

So let’s catch up….

School – I have decided to go back to university part-time… why? Because I’m a nerd… I love school…always have and probably always will…I like to learn and I know I can probably learn the stuff I’m learning now from a book at the library, but unless there’s an exam coming up, I always find life getting in the way… and I make excuses on why I shouldn’t go to the library and read about the Industrial Revolution… so I enrolled into Uni again… because after a course is finished I always feel like I actually learned something.

Training – I’ve been doing all these worthless Microsoft Trainings that my company is paying for, but hey…they give free bagels and I’m addicted to bagels….

Flu from hell – I contracted the worst flu in my life, skipped 3 days of work, suffered for 2 weeks and am still coughing in the 3rd week. Lesson learned – Flu shots are worthless except for watching my husband squirm when he gets one.

Trip To NY – I love NY… all those people who call it dirty and filled with mean people…well you suck Every time I see a different part of NY and I think to myself what a great place it is. There’s always something to do, something to see and something good to eat. I also love my cousins there…technically they are my husbands cousins, but I love them probably more than my own because they are that amazing…. I also managed to increase my purse collection with a cute Gucci and a Coach (I shop once a year for bags and thats when I go to NY so sue me!)

I also had a super bowl party with all my comp sci friends…yes we watch football too…. Actually not me…I was busy chatting with a pretty girl named Isheeta, who was much more interesting than a bunch of men in tights… (it would be a different story if Tom Brady was playing though!)

Finally…I have decided my New Years Resolution is to become a Bitch…or at least try to be one… What does that mean?

It means….

- Swearing more (See I used the word Bitch already, so I’m already doing it, now if I can start using to the F word fluently rather than replacing it with Frig – Freakin – Fudge)

- Not taking crap from people

 - if you treat me badly, that means Sayonara from my side – Not doing for people who don’t do it for me… You will get from me what you give me… I will no longer keep giving to people who are so happy taking but don’t have the heart to give anything….

- Actually start telling off people… I have a habit of keeping it all in, it’s about time I start letting it out!

So that’s it for me for now…and hopefully I should be writing more in the near future