Whats with this national obsession with coloured eyes? Mine are black.

If a kid has blue or green or grey eyes people automatically say "ooohhh what a pretty baby, she's going to be so beautiful when she grows up...no?" NO.

One look at the mother and the father will tell you why.

I remember in school there was this kid who had green or grey or some such colour eyes, and the teachers would swoon and talk about how beeeaaauuuutttiiiiffffuuuuullll she is, and how she is surely going to grow up and become a complete man eater and heart breaker. Even the little boys in school would follow her around the yard and would not scowl if the teacher made them sit next to her, heck, there would even be a scuffle at times with the boys pushing and shoving each other to get to her first, or hold her hand in the 'double lines' on our way to the games field.

Even kids on TV and in ads are considered prettier or more in demand than their peers if they have coloured eyes (I checked with a friend who is in advertising). Its something like the fair baby-dark baby syndrome that grips the nation. Even in families as progressive as my own there are some old members who ask "are the baby's ears dark or fair?" as soon as we hear that there is an addition to the family. If the poor soul's ears are a shade darker, and if the baby is a girl especially, the next line usually is, "ooh, if the ears a dark the baby will grow up to be dark" and then comes a surpressed ***sigh*** If the baby is a boy, then its still sad that he is dark, but its not as big a disaster as a dark baby girl.

People I tell you...Paah!

Would I be considered "beeeaaaatttiiffffuuullll" if my eyes were hazel, like this quizz says they "should have been".

Your eyes reflect: Intellect and sensuality

What's hidden behind your eyes: Subtle manipulation

What Color Should Your Eyes Be?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatcolorshouldyoureyesbequiz/

Bangalore will soon be known as Bengaluru. Our MPs seem to think that a change of name is in order, and that we need to take Bangalore back to its roots. Come to think of it, they have done a fine job of taking Bangalore back to its roots. I must say that the current government is very culturally sound. Instead of roads they have given us mud paths, just like in the good old days. We are still unable to manage our infrastructure when it rains, and floods create pretty much the same amount of havoc that I imagine they did, centuries ago.

We have other issues to deal with here, like how all the multi national companies are threatening to close office and go elsewhere because we don’t have the infrastructure to support them, we have traffic problems serious enough to put the entire city in a day long jam, lesser medical infrastructure than is required for the current population, dis-proportionate distribution of wealth, leaving more than a third of the city's population in dire poverty, but no, the issue of most importance is that Bangalore should be re christened Bengaluru. And why? Because Bombay is now Mumbai, Madras is now Chennai and Calcutta is now Kolkatta. I don’t dare to argue with such intelligence.  

Ive been so stressed this past week, I think my hair is falling out. Or am I imagining it because I read an article on stress related hair loss? Nah...Im not imagining things. Ive been walking around like a cat thats molting, leaving my fur everywhere. I wish the hair on my arms and legs would fall from stress instead of the hair on my scalp. :) Made a gross picture in your head didnt I?

My maid has been trying to take a look at my scalp after she had a tough time trying to get all my hair off the floor last week. And sometimes when Im at work and under stress I can almost feel my scalp burn, like as if the pores on my scalp are going to yawn and let the hair fall out. Everytime i run my fingers through my hair i set a few strands loose, now Ive stopped touching them, just let them be as they are, atleast they will stay fixed for a few more minutes.

I spent my morning yelling at 3 people, one my office boy, who blatantly defies me and refuses to do half the work I give him. I agreed to pay him extra and teach him English if he handled the Tamil press here, and he turned out useless with them. Even stopped attempting to do his job. I got so mad at him today I could have hit him. Anyway, I ended up giving him the pink slip, in fact I wish I could give him the pink slip and a jail sentence.

Some people are so darned lazy, there are so many people who deserve his job more, a chance to have a career, in Chennai at least, a chance to learn English, and a decent pay packet, travel expenses paid for. And this idiot, just sat on his butt the entire time, didnt put in any kind of effort, was just happy with being a delivery boy, and cutting and pasting coverage bits on pieces of paper (half the time I was asking him to re do these since he was so untidy) and off course taking photocopies. I had to discontinue his English classes a month ago, because they were causing me mental trauma. After having explained for the hundredth time that AN preceeds vowels, and the vowels are a e i o and u, and that A preceeds consonents which are b c d f g h j k l m n p q r s t v w x y z, he would still look at me when I said "vowel" with a "whats that you said- im totally spaced out here" look on his ugly, no good, piece of shit face. Once I got so angry when he mumbled "vow..vow...vowels" with that sick look on his face, I asked him if he knew what vowels are, and off course he shook his head in denial. I actually turned the pages of his note book and showed him the number of times I had explained to him what vowels were and did a sarcastic imitation of "vow..vow...vowels" and screwed my face up at him.

The other was the individual who tracks client coverage for me. He has gone and recorded 20 minutes each of over 50 programmes when I had asked for just 2 minutes each. I stopped payment of his bills, but not before I yelled my head off at him.

The third is someone I d rather not talk about, because if I recount what happend I will get worked up again, and be tempted to pick up the phone and yell at him till he falls down dead. Apart from hair loss Ive noticed that also wear this terrible (but unfortunately permanent) expression, like as if I have just smelt something really bad.

I also got sick and tired of hearing Jacob complain about every single thing and told him off big time last night. He hung up on me and then switched off his phone. So I refused to take his calls this morning. Im glad. I dont want to be with someone who is always crying and complaining, I dont see how he imagines that quality to be attractive, if anything it only inspires feelings of violence in me, I sometimes feeli like hitting him with something when he starts moping and moaning.

Yes PAH!!!!!!!!! again.