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I like christmas. I especially like it this year because it falls on a tuesday, and eid fell on the previous friday. So IF I had bunlked the right days (saturday and monday) I would have had a 5 day break. Well even if I dint take a 5 day break its still very nice. Everybody else seems to be on a break and everybody seems happier and this work one day break one day is quite fine.

I also like christmas because all TV shows and movies turn warm, fuzzy, pretty and white. (white only in the TV of course. I would be v shocked indeed if there was ever a white christmas in Bangalore) and then there are sales sales sales! (even if i never do buy anything having spent all my time staring at the sales signs in my daily traffic jams) and everything is in red and white. (and apparently this red and white is not attributable to coca cola as the convincing urban legend suggests). I like the carols though there are no carollers near where i live, but there is the radio.

How much fun would christmas or any festival really be for me without the enthusiastic retailers. I realise that I was never a big fan of the festivals or the holidays when i was younger, when hoardings and season sales had not acquired the frenzied pitch they have today. Festivals or holidays meant wearing silk purplish pink monstrosities and visiting aunts and uncles and have cheeks pulled. But now everything is different. There are ads, posters, hoardings, offers, jingles, TV specials. The carrollers and happy faced celebrators are all a button push away.

I can go home to a christmas-tree less christmas-light less christmas-party-plan less house and still be part bo the festivities. They will not let me not be. The hoardings, the radio, the store windows and the santa caps being sold at traffic junctions will serve to cheer and jeer.

WORK DAY

Click clack comp goes
Head aches body pains
Acts with their schedules
Excel sheets and values

Paperwork, shoddy desk
Phone rings, mails ping
Voices on the telephone
Bulbs flicker, fans drone

Tick tock minutes go
Inching along speeding along
Meetings begin meetings end
Bills made bills sent

End of day, go away
Freedom calls
Will be back another day

(read this with the tune of we dint start the fire running in your head. Of course dont try fit the words to the tune or anything)

The Beginning

Why i am blogging-

1. i work in front of a computer and have a cubicle, so blogging is easily disguiseable as work. So i can look productive though not actually be productive (why would i want to do that? -I dont now yet. will figure it out)

2. I started writing on this blog because M added me as author. It was fun. But im running out of bombay stories. So here is chronicalling the life of mem inside and outside of bombay,( outside bombay where she sadly has to spend a large-ish part of her life)

3. I also have this strong urge to maintain a compulsive commentary. I have a need to share what is going on every minute of my life. Which can be very painful for listeners when nothing much is going on, and im still going "so i get into this auto, and im in a traffic jam....still.....still in the jam....yup still there" So anyway this way i can work off my constant commentary urge to the internet universe and not really care if its wincing in pain or boredom as well as giving my friends regular updates.

and thus the blog is born.