That'll be a 34 B for me

College days were fun we were a gang of six - three guys, three gals. Unfortunately for me, the two guys left Bangalore. Nirav is pursuing his masters in the US and Siddhu working in Chennai. That leaves me and the three girls- Mim, Shash and Antara.

Now that its just us, I have the unfortunate honour of being their unpaid chauffeur (they affectionately call me Raju when I am driving them around). When we hang out, I'm sure there are guys going - "Oh! what a lucky guy. He is hanging out with three pretty chics". Well not!!!! They are great fun and we laugh a lot I must admit... but when the conversation drifts into intricate discussions of the beautiful kaatha work on their sarees, the amazing jewellery they bought or other girly problems. I just have to go looking for my .22 caliber pistol but alas, where are things when you really need them. Surrounded by so much girl talk I sometimes wonder if I'll wake up with boobs one day and worry about getting my legs done.

I do not get why women love shopping so much. They are just crazy about it. I mean when they enter a sale or a shop... its like they are in a trance. They can just block the rest of the world as if nothing really matters. Its like Neo in the last scene of Matrix... when he starts seeing everything as characters rolling down the screen and only he can make sense of it. I mean come on, how can looking at the same thing in different shades and patterns be interesting. Oh please... I need some help here. For me, women shopping is like guys watching TV. We know we want to be there but once we get there we don't know what we want. Thats why we go channel surfing and women go pattern/shades surfing.


Oh man!! I got my iPod nano yesterday. Man is she beautful or what !!! You cannot possibly comprehend the tininess of the thing till you've seen it. The sound quality is brilliant. And click wheel ... baby... baby.. drool.. drool... I'm loving it!!!