Thursday, August 18, 2005

End of the road

Sorry peoples, aka my audience of 3, Ive tried recovering this blog, but you know what? I'm smothered in work and everything else and I really cannot do due justice to this blog as during my Dubai days. I'm taking a looooooooooooong vacation from this blog, and chances are I won't be returning!

Hope you all have a good life, and enjoy ...well, LIFE!!!

Cheers!

Friday, August 12, 2005

Oxymorons

To the plain man who is dictionary-challenged, oxymorons are basically words that are a contradiction in itself, e.g. "motor sports" , "reality tv" etc.

An oxymoron is NOT: a big oafish-oxish guy who is a moron.

Observe.

My phone's been in wireless hell for the past couple of days (actually when is it not?!), but now it's finally been fixed.

So I got a slew of sms messages that finally came through, one especially from a hottie friend who has been dying to get a hold of me.

Hot friend's message 1 : "hey cutie, I called you a couple of times today, but couldn't get a hold of you. I'll try again tomorrow."

Hot friend's message 2 : "hey babes, phone fixed yet? Are you at work today? Cuz I can call you anytime now."

Me: "hey you, yeah, phone's working, take a break and call me!"

Hot friend's reply back: "great, I can't call you now, I'll call you inthe afternoon."


LOL. If he wasn't so damn hot, I would've blocked him, but I guess you can't have it all!

Tuesday, August 09, 2005

Jerry-McGuire-righteous-moment

It's been a long time since I got into the Bollywood scene... actually, after I left Dubai, Bollywood's been dead out of the window for me. So today I went to a site to see what was going on in there, and lo and behold, here are some of the titles, courtesy of India Daily's latest:

The order that you see here is exactly as copied and pasted from India Daily. The only 3 posts i didn't post were those of Tara Reid behaving like a slut in parties, Paris & Britney in India, and John and Bips kissing rumours. Other than that, everyhting is sex-related.

I dunno what to say, except holy fuck.

I've lost all respect (well, not that I had much to begin with) for these filmy guys and the tabloids, but I think what I'm more disappointed is, well, none of this would be possible if sex didn't sell. Sex sells, yeah. But more than the tabloids, its the women who are making sure their sex sells.

But whats really unfortunate is, most of these Bollywood sluts are so keen to go topless and bare all, all for what? Yeah, ok, money, and they are the subject of every desi guy's wet dreams, yes.

But.

When the time comes, when the party is over, when they realize that selling their bodies just don't do it anymore (ie when their boobs will sag and no amount of make up can hide those crows' feet and huge thighs and bulging tyres), they will realize that nobody will want them anymore. This will be even more obvious when they are past 30, of marriageable age, have no steady boyfriends because they have dumped their boyfriends in favour of the limelight (or because their significant others couldn't handle their fame), and their ovaries will cry out that they want babies and the women will realize too late that there will be no one around them because typical desi men are double standard - yes, they love oogling at you and would love to make out with you, but then you aren't the type pf person that they would be taking home to their moms in the first place!

These women who are supposed to represent the Indian women to the outside world, because they have so much exposure to the outside world, are doing such a good job at showing what a bunch of slappers and sluts they are. Meanwhile, we have a white Hollywood film star like Angelina Jolie who is the epitome of beauty and sex with her pouty lips and cat-eyes, but who travels the third nations giving huge exposure to the poverty and inequalities that exist there, all for a pindly UNICEF salary, adopting kids from the same countries, and who uses that media exposure to espouse humanitarian issues for a generation of people who belong to third world nations and who are too horny to focus on any important issues because they are too busy taking their tops off!!

Oh how the tides have turned.

Whatever happened to the gold old days when Paendoos with oily coconut hair would run around trees chasing Lakshmi in cheesy frilly frocks, a dishum here and a dishum there and family problems solved! As cheesy and pathetic as they were, at least everyone had morals back then!!!

Yes, land of Kama Sutra should get jiggy with being comfortable with the idea of sex. BUT, sex is different than slut factor. Heck, Bollywood should just be renamed Pornywood. Open-in-your-face-porn. I don't blame the guys for this, of course. Sure, the men directors want all this, and the audience want this, but ultimately, who has the upper control? The slutty women in Bollywood. Theyre the worst for giving in.

Yes its sad that foreigners from other countries are all the rage these days, and if the girls from India won't expose, then the other girls will do just fine. But I guess the B girls had forgotten how thats what set us apart from them - I'm sure theyre all fine and dandy, but we have a different set of social values and traditions, thats all!

I'm sorry if I sound all prudish, but you know what? It's kinda sad knowing that this is what some people would do for a little attention and this is what winning beauty pageants lead to these days.

Open letter to all the people of the WORLD that can't drive

Stay off the roads!!!!

MORONS!!!

Tuesday, August 02, 2005

The Air Crash thing...

Tous les passagers du vol AF 358 sont sains et saufs.

Whew, otherwise the media would've had a field day. Plus the dying would suck royally.

Monday, August 01, 2005

I'm back bitches!!!

I've sort of lost all the personal links I've had (and no, I really can't be bothered remembering each and every one). I also don't know who reads my blogs these days, so I don't want to look like an ass by including links to bloggers who are trying their best to forget me (hahaha!).

I don't really give a toot as to who links me to their blogs, but if you would like to be included in Desi Nashaa version 3.0 blog, give me a shout and I'll squeeze you in somewhere.

(see, I'm making an effort, I'm not so bad, I'm just a little lazy so help me out!)

Monday, July 25, 2005

Eat eat eat

Is it wrong to start a health regimen on a weekday by totally pigging out the weekend before?

And by pigging out, I mean:

-having chocolate for breeakfast (ewwwwwwwww) at 8 am
-having lunch at 10am (meat meat meat)
-having post lunch dessert at noon (gajar ki halwa)
-having second lunch at 2pm (fish, salad, mutton)
-having post second lunch at 4 (chappatis)
-having dinner at 8 (salad salad salad + pineapples + cashews)
-having tea at 11 pm
-having tandoori at midnight

Hmm. No, I cant possibly be preggers, males don't interest me these days.

No, I'm not getting fat either, in fact I've lost a ton of weight (watch out Lindsay Lohan!) and now I can count my ribs

Wednesday, June 01, 2005

3 things

So I've been tagged by Lone Rangers here to do this little survey/interview thingymajic (i dunno what you call these things, ok?!) where I answer questions about myself... and of course this should be fun because it's all about me me ME ME ME!!!!!!!!!! And I'm so much fun and so high on myself, how could I resist, right?!

So here we go:

Three screen names that you have had: Desi Nashaa, summerlicious, celestine_prophecy

Three things you like about your self: My navel (hahahaha, stop drooling AMR!), my zeal for life, my ability to make people squirm in their seats

Three things you don't like about your self: My tendency to go all bi-polar, my tendency to get bored easily, my sense of spontaneity (which lands me in shit *most* of the time)

Three parts of your heritage: Desi, Desi, Desi.

Three things that scare you: Slimy things, death, not finding the right purse to match my shoes.

Three of your everyday essentials: Moisturizer, chocolate, water

Three things you are wearing right now: tee, capris, Echo by Davidoff

Three of your favorite songs: I Will Love you (Fisher), Where I Want To Be (Lifehouse), Kabhi Kabhi Mere Dil Mein (Kabhi Kabhi)

Three new things you want to try in the next 12 months: White water rafting, stroganoff, figure out how to wear a sari

Three things I want in a relationship: Comfort, understanding, stupid-love feeling (that doesn't include jumping on sofas like Tom Cruise)

Two truths and a lie: I hate cheese, I can't stand stupid people, I have two cats (not in that order)

Three things you can't do without: Shoes, momzilla, friends

Three places you want to go on vacation: Seychelles, Argentina, Spain

Three things you just can't do: Take shit from people, eat peanut-butter, watch someone filing their nails

Three kids names: I don't have kids. I have me, my cat, and my alter-ego

Three things you want to do before you die: Learn how to work the TV with the DVD and the satellite, meet Clinton, walk on a tight-rope

Three Celeb crushes: George Clooney, Lenny Kravitz, Rob Thomas

Three people you want to know these things about: I'll stop this insanity right now... no one! hahahaha, sorry Lone, am I not a smart litle devil?!