This week has been strenuous. I'm just done with a whitepaper that I had to submit to the client, and phew. 20 pages written in 2 days was no small feat... My brain feels pulverized and the brain liquid is pouring out of my ears... Okay, enuf of depressing stuff.

What is my point right now anyway, I mean, what do I want to say? I am at my work desk, typing aimlessly into the screen. Drinking warm black tea (warm because it is out of office hours already and the office boys don't bother keeping the water hot once office hours are over) which I've made too black for comfort, because I forgot to remove the tea bag out of the hot water after 10 seconds.

Oh yes. I've realized what the point I wanted to make was... I was just talking to a colleague of mine, asking him what he was going to do over the weekend. His answer was:

Today, I'll be washing clothes till about 2.00 in the night. I asked him why don't you do it tomorrow or the day after since today is Friday and tomorrow is the weekend... His answer is: "I have no idea what I'll be doing over the weekend. I make my plans on the spur of the moment, so I need to finish my washing beforehand".

Okay, that makes sense... But to wash clothes till 2.00 in the night - you know soak, beat, scrub, get your hands dirty in soapy water when its cold all around you,... eeek. That doesn't sound the least bit appealing to me. He says : "No problem. I'll be listening to Worldspace satellite radio, so I won't get bored".

Um. I still can't digest it but its your life, its your wish, and those are your clothes. He then says, tomorrow, I will clean my house (omigod. Are we talking to a clean freak here... I ponder), eat good food in the afternoon and probably go for a movie in the evening. I ask: "Alone?". He says: "Yes".

"I was born alone and like watching movies alone too. I don't have to worry about talking to anyone, and can watch the movie in peace and quiet". (For yours truly who hasn't seen a single movie in a theatre alone, this seems totally wierd.)

Next pearls of wisdom from the fella: In the evening, I will go to Cox Town, have food in one of my fav restaurants, and then start walking at 7.00 to my home. I ask him: "When will you reach your home then?". He says: "In about 2 hours. My home is in Malleshwaram."

#$Q%$#%#. I'm floored completely. Now I understand the guy and what he's been saying.... No, its not that I think he's crazy. Actually he's pretty sane - I understand now. He's a singleton. That's what he is.

And he enjoys single life. He has these elaborate plans of spending the weekend alone and actually looks like he enjoys it. I, on the other hand, after hearing him, feel miserable and scared. I mean, I cannot conceive of such a lonely life without anyone to talk to, or go out for a movie with, or go to a restaurant with. As the recognition of him dawns on me, I feel like I need to go out and hug a friend/family member of mine, just for being with me and filling my life with this sense of security...

People are so important.. the people that are there with you, but the ones that you just take for granted cos you're so engrossed in you and your lifestyle that you forget how these people contribute to you and your life. Happy life actually....

So today is to all those people who're there around me, to talk to , and to go around with. To call me up and enquire how I'm doing. To tell me to come visit them on the weekends, or to come and visit me. I love you all :D

Can you believe that I spent almost an entire weekend on bed? I had to take leave from office on Friday and spend a lousy time in bed cos I couldn't lift my head that was burning at 103 degrees the whole of Thursday night till Saturday morning!

The only solace I had is that I got to watch some nice movies huddled in bed, and succeeded in losing some of my miseries in them... You know,... movies are a wonderful world if you've got no friend or foe to turn to :)

I watched

1) What a Girl Wants: A very mushy mushy movie, totally built on the "live happily ever after" theory. There's this girl brought up by her young and very pretty mother in USA. She yearns for a father she's never seen, but of whom she has a photo and knows his identity... She wistfully looks at father-daughter dances in weddings and finally at the all important age of 17, goes on a trip to London to find her dad. He happens to be a very big politician on the road to being the British Prime Minister. The rest of the story deals with how she brings about changes in her dads life, and finally gets her mum and dad together, while finding a boyfriend for herself too... How perfect can things get 8). The movie ends with her mum and dad dancing under the stars together while next to them, she dances with her English boyfriend. The story isn't morose as I've made it out to be; it really had some nice points - would do for romantic and mushy hearted people like me :) just waiting for a Cinderella story to come her way...

2) Erin Brockovich: The exact opposite of the first one. Hard hitting and ironic at times, Julia Roberts is a darling in this one. Need I say more... I just love the last part where her employer gives her a check of 2 million dollars and she doesn't know that she's getting that much, instead she yells at him like crazy thinking that he's paying her less. Once she sees the amount, he smirks and asks her "Do models know how to apologize? I think not". What a cute man!

3) Minnale: Tamil movie - Madhavan, Reema Sen. The story, I can't digest. I think it is really disgusting to cheat a woman into love... its clear that Reema has no instant chemistry with Maddy when she meets him, and he talks her into love saying he's her fiancee. The poor woman believes it and when the real fiancee turns up, she realizes that she's spent way too much time with Maddy (5 days) and can't get him out of her system. Because of which she chooses him. Now I think the man's a sneaky creep to do that to a woman he loves... Nope. I don't agree with the story. But I can forgive Maddy because he has such a cute smile, and Reema because she makes the song Vaseegara one of the most sensual songs I've seen... just with her moves around the pole. Diya Mirza who was in the Hindi remake couldn't come a mile near.

4) Nuvvostanante Nenoddantaana - I have been waiting to see this one for so long, and I stumbled onto it in a cable channel. I won't say anything about the story since it looks like its taken from 2-3 ones with some resemblances to Maine Pyar Kiya's premise. But the movie belongs to Siddharth. and to some extent Trisha (just so that you don't say I'm partial). The man is this fireball... he has absolute quintals of energy and his face is a treat to watch :) He just has to smile to light the screen up... and I'm sure I haven't  had such a huge crush on a film actor in my entire life! This guy is dynamite and all I want to do is see him in more and more good movies... he's a wonder in himself. I'm not saying more, lest I drool all over this blog :D

NVNO had the lasting impression on me. Couldn't get the guy's face or actions out of my mind till Monday... and that's saying something :) If you don't like Siddharth as much as I do, then watch the movie for Prabhu Deva's directorial capers... the movie has a lot of Charlie Chaplinesque comedy ... there's this scene where Sid has cows wearing lipstick and dangling bells, and payal on their feet :D... and then the dances are wonderful. You can always bet on Prabhu to come out with unique dance steps with each movie of his... he is one guy whose choreography I never get tired of watching. And Trisha is the sweet simple girl with a heart of gold, and the occasional madness.

One scene that I love is the way the lovers blow at each from the balconies to their partners who are somewhere far away, and the partners react as if a huge gale is blowing against them. Cute really... in this age of speed dating, and changing partners faster than changing clothes, its refreshing to see love like this...

I'm liking tblog's new look and feel. Its made me interested enuf to actually go and edit my profile. What more, I've even added an avatar for myself, and put one of my pictures up for that. Want to know about the origin of my picture.

I got myself a digicam, and then was for some time all engrossed in taking cool pics at home and outside and editing it via Adobe Photoshop. My avatar is one of the results. I took a timed picture of myself on an evening after coming back from work. The picture sort of brought out the pensive side of my nature. So then I did some editing, added a yellow glow to my outline, removed the background (which included the grayed and old walls of my house) and then freso-fied the outcome. And presto. I get something I liked. The avatar is half of me. The actual picture also encompasses the wholebody minus torso part of me, but I decided that I didn't want that for my avatar...

Pensive and lonely me... quite interesting eh?