tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-57114462011-09-26T06:56:05.928-07:00I have to start somewhere don't I?? Urmeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556986941493480854noreply@blogger.comBlogger1001100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711446.post-1163207033583154182006-11-10T16:41:00.000-08:002006-11-10T17:03:53.600-08:00

I won't even bother pretending to be sorry for not having posted in a loooooong time. In fact since before one had heard of terms like "macaca". So first the meta-stuff. This is a brief post about some good eats, a new blogger on the block and anything else I remember before I sign out.First up, Champa Garden - its a Vietnamese-Lao-Thai place run by a sweet Vietnamese guy and his Thai

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Only a bunch of chowfiends could order eight dishes for six people at a place with big portions, eat it all and then step out to do a gelato taste test immediately afterwards. So it was that I spent yesterday evening at Great China, Gelato Milano and Gelateria Naia. Favorites of the night - the Ants Climbing a Tree (yes, really), the lemon at Milano and the 99% chocolate at Naia. Yum.Today was a

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Arnab, the Greatbong himself tagged me for the Silly Picture meme. I had a hard time finding a silly picture of mine or at least one I would want anybody to see! Anyway here goes...That was from the usual Universal Studio trip that every Desi in Southern California always makes.Regular blogging (with words) will resume soon hopefully - the lovely Lali and a mischievous fairy have suitably shamed

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There is no way I could describe my vacation in a blog post so I shall let some pictures do the work instead!Blogmeet in Calcutta.Bayon Temple in Cambodia.Ta Prohm Temple in Cambodia (aka the Tomb Raider one). Its being restored by ASI.Banteay Srei Temple in Cambodia - it looks for all the world like the Bankura / Bishnupur "pora mati" temples but tis made of sandstone and exquisitely

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Sigh. I got them. Highlights I mean. Except the highlights seem to have taken over my head and I look like Sulata Chowdhury. To those who cannot relate to that particular example - I will say Pran. In Zanjeer. I am off to finish packing now. I have too much stuff for my hardcase 28" but too little to justify taking my dinky little carryon stroller thingy. Point to ponder: If I went about barefeet

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In my mind, I am already on vacation. The effect this has had on my work is not something I'd like my managers to be aware of. And they are not. Yet.My stupid bank apparently cancelled my debit/ATM card, along with lotsa others', as a safety precaution and promised to send me a replacement card "soon". On calling and cribbing they (that particular person will be getting her very own voodoo effigy

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I finished this evening going through the contents of the huge recycling bins next to the mailboxes in my building. My car keys and remote were obviously at the very bottom of the pile of papers - mostly junk mail people throw away. Sigh. Don't ask me how they got there - I spent the day thinking they were irretrievably lost. Oh well.

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Miscellaneous learnings from a Friday night:1. You have to be careful who (or what) you look at in a dark (think pitch-black) cavernous bar with a name that sounds seedy, even though you are the only other woman in a bar on Castro Street!2. Gay men cruise, straight people eyefuck*.3. There is a reason women wear skimpy clothing to clubs with overcrowded dance floors and good music - its bloody

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Your hidden talent is lyingYou are able to lie to anyone and get away with it. Sometimes you even do it for fun. You are specifically skilled at acting and bluffing during poker. And you know that to be a good liar you should give lots of details, to be a great one you give no details at all.Take this quiz at QuizGalaxy.com

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I have to blog about my encounters with cabbies in the US. No, please take your mind out of the gutter, an encounter meaning just that - a 30-40 minute cab ride usually to or from airports in Chicago or New York.The thing is - I love to chat with cabbies, find out where they are from (its never anywhere as prosaic as Iowa) and lately I have taken to asking them where they go to eat authentic food

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I am off to Sin City this weekend, albeit with Ma, which would tend to repress any partying instincts I may have. But I don't. Or at least I wouldn't report it if I did. So...The weather Gods had better not think that I am going to praise the sunny skies and the desultory, with-their-hearts-not-in-it kind of rain and all around happier weather, just so They could zap me with a flash flood or two

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Boredom, ennui and so on and so forth. Essentially life feels grey, like the unending cloud-filled grey that the bay area sky is these days. Blah.Exciting news - well none. I have been actively avoiding human contact or any kind of social activity and taking perverse delight in my "victimhood". No more though: have taken matters into my own hands (actually Cece's hands but thats nit-picking) and

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See the Blank Noise Project blogathon and please participate.I have travelled enough crowded buses and trains in Calcutta and other cities that I know to say "Shoja hoye daran" [Stand straight!] in a particularly tough tone to a stranger invading my space, ironically in very polite words. I know not to make eye contact with that smirking man in the auto next to mine. I have also learnt that its a

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So I was tagged a long long time ago. So I exaggerate, a little. Anyway, the point of this tag is to come up with eight features of the person you'd want as a lover - hmm - not boyfriend/girlfriend, not husband/wife, not significant other, but lover. Given the audience of this blog (waves at dada, boudi, chhotkaka and little tenpi from next door), I will pretend that the tag was about er

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Unlike other better-known bloggers, I have not been suffering from bloggers' block. Rather, procrastination and laziness are more likely reasons for the absence of any posts since my last one.It must seem to all that I treat food as muse. Freudians will snark that such overt fascination for food may very likely be a substitute for other er passions. Be that as may be, I should have been

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I am now convinced that Superbowl Sunday is the best day to go anywhere. Traffic's easy and the crowds are busy glued to the idiot box. Ma and I went to Point Reyes last Sunday and it was a gorgeous sunny day with no crowds. Absolutely amazing! We saw the Elephant Seals and walked part of the way to the lighthouse. Very nice beaches and next time one will pack food and make it a picnic!! We'd

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Apparently I have learned to say sorry. Quickly and honestly. It makes life simpler.This morning, in the nine minutes between hitting the snooze button and the alarm ringing again, I dreamt of losing baggage (literally and maybe metaphorically?) and going to look for it. Some 'baggage' tried to insinuate itself back into my life (in my dreams though, which makes me laugh at the various levels at

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Why why why?You Are French FoodSnobby yet ubiquitous.People act like they understand you more than they actually do.What Kind of Food Are You?

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No more weekend update posts. I mean they all seem to merge into this one giant orgy of food, movies and driving in my head, I wonder how they make the readers feel. That is of course assuming I have any. Food, jazz concert, driving, visiting, Millions, being visited, coffee, more driving. That seems to cover this last one pretty much.Recent conversation between unnamed person 1 (UP1) and unnamed

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Friday evening: Dinner at L's place. L is old friend from college / B-School. Her hubby Ro was also with us at Joka. They recently had a baby girl who was one of the prettiest newborns I have ever seen (I like babies but seriously don't you think that usually babies get cuter only as they grow a face after about a month or so - first couple of weeks, not so much - na?). Food - yum, the company

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Aeons ago, Thalassa_Mikra had tagged me with the 10 favorite foods tag. I have been my usual indolent self and procrastinated. Truly though, it is a horrendously difficult task to list ten 'items of food', or is it ten 'kinds of food' that are my favorites. I'm wary of leaving out so much of what I love to eat. Instead I will be very very specific and list only things I do eat regularly - either

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That's kind of how I feel, really. You know, when all the lights go on and a grumpy sleepy parent stares you down for getting home late. Or at least thats how the movies pretend it is.Apropos of my life right now, I have a parent unit on hand. My mother and I are close but not that close, so the thought of my spending four months in a smallish 1BR apartment with her sends my brother into

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Seven things that I plan on doing (its interesting that much of it involves travel):1. Go see Angkor Wat and more of South East Asia. 2. Eat my way through Thailand!!3. Visit Kerala and spend some lazy days in the backwaters.4. Read Joyce - I have been stuck around page 35 of Ulysses for the last 10 years.5. Cook and eat healthy.6. Work out regularly. 7. Earn enough to pay for all of the above!

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Must write a post with Swati's tag of seven...

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Yes, I know I have been very very bad! I have neglected my poor blog and its three readers most shamefully and I need to make amends. So here goes with a suitably chatty (yes, no?) post...As usual, I have been working hard (ahem! I have to say this or Dada will tell Ma and then I will have to ignore all those furious text messages from home). Last weekend though was rather nice. I went out Friday

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The time of the year when I miss all the mishti and the homemade radhaballavi and narkol chhapa. Sigh. Maybe next year :)

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Yes, yes, if you have been following the Desi blogosphere at all you have heard of Mr Ponytail himself. He who counts his chickens before they hatch and so on! You can read the whole story here and here.My take on this though is a little different. I feel really sorry for the students at IIPM, especially the current ones. Is there a single firm thats going to hire them now? Multinationals are

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So dear Vish has tagged me and pestered me to post. Well and so I shall!The 5th line from my 23rd post is There is not even the pretence of a public transportation system, or at least not in the westside where I was planning to live. Hmm not very exciting or earth-shattering... It does remind me though that I drive a lot better these days (cross my fingers) and I don't really have to drive except

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Inertia is one of those things that, as I keep mentioning, drives me (nuts - and others too). Which is why I write three posts some week and then none for a while...I have also been busy. Work - yes I work too you know and a jolly sight more regularly than back in grad school. To paraphrase, that keeps me busy and my mind off the devil's work. Not that I am sure what the devil's work is, but now

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My current obsession is this little piece of code that helps me waste time.

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Apocalypse, Kaliyug - the end of the world holds endless fascination for us puny humans. Is this a little hint of what it looks like? A small portent of forces stronger than our tenuous mastery of the world around us. Also see this. Even the 'Wot me worry' guy cuts short his vacation. Time to worry?See this (IE only, no firefox) for more videos. New Orleans, the river, the bridge - so beautiful

Urmeahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07556986941493480854noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5711446.post-1125425288140225252005-08-30T11:06:00.000-07:002005-08-30T11:08:08.146-07:00

I realise that a lot of you are unconvinced about the amazing Flying Spaghetti Monster creation story that is spreading the world but look at these and tell me you will not eventually be converted. Muahahah...

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this blog received one of its higher hit-counts today! Quite quite strange considering that I have not posted anything new in a day. In other news, I got a haircut (after about 4 months) and got brand new highlights. Woo hoo! No snarky remarks please!

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You are sexy, powerful, and bold.You're full of passion and energy...Sometimes this passion has a dark side.You feel most alive when you're seducing someone.You never fail to get someone's attention.Quick minded, you're also quick to lose your temper!The World's Shortest Personality TestYou Are 20% WeirdNot enough to scare other people...But sometimes you scare yourself.How Weird Are You?Well,

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Why on earth would my local Trader Joe's not have any of the following:1. Green Chillies - even any form of hot peppers? I thought yuppies liked spicy, huh?2. Cilantro - just a sign saying "We are sold out", ouch.3. Cauliflowers????And where can I find cheap flowers like from Farmers' Markets in LA? Just some nice bright daisies would do :(

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Your Inner European is French!Smart and sophisticated.You have the best of everything - at least, *you* think so.Who's Your Inner European?

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I don't know if I have any frequent readers, but if there are any I am sure you would like to know about my religious affiliations. Even if you don't - I must tell you anyway that I have converted and Atkins be damned...In a very heartfelt way, I truly believe now that this earth and the universe was created by a Giant Flying Spaghetti Monster, henceforth GFSM, SBUH ["Sauce be upon Him" duh]. You

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I really really want to do this. I probably won't but that is another issue...

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I can't help it. Thats how life seems to have moved over the last couple of weeks. Work is fine, good even. More importantly it seems to be much easier finding my feet here than it ever was in LA. I even had that very American of outings with a bunch of people from work. We went to watch a baseball game. Well we also apparently went to queue up for 'dollar dogs' which are just smallish hot dogs

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Moved. Kitchen / home theatre / some clothes unpacked. Otherwise taped up boxes dot the landscape of my apartment like detritus from a shipwreck. I love mixing metaphors so don't bother trying to make too much sense of the previous sentence.In other news apparently a classmate from grad school named his cat after me. Sigh.

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My landlord and landlady came visiting this morning to say good bye before I move. They are the sweetest old couple. Apparently he went to USC and she to UCLA and come the annual big game, they do not talk to each other for the day. She grew up in the house that occupied the plot where the 9 apartment building I live in is located. He grew up seven blocks over and they met at the public library

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"Why do we journey, mutteringlike rumors among the stars?Is a dimension lost?Is it love?"&copy Maya Angelou 1990

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I finally got to visit the Getty Museum. It was beautiful. The perfect place to go to with a packed lunch and sit and write or read or work surrounded by a garden designed by an abstract artist.Or I could go see Van Gogh's Irises or one of the thousands of other pieces of art that the museum has. It is no MoMA or the Met or even the Art Institute in Chicago but it is so well designed that it is

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People in this country move at the drop of a hat. They put things in storage (a bigger business than Hollywood apparently) and go off to China or Upper Volta (no, I don't know if its now called something else and I am too lazy to look it up) or Arizona. With e-bills and online banking, you could be anywhere really. I have never actually moved before, not an honest to goodness move. When I first

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A seven day hiatus. But so many changes. Apparently I am moving 275 miles north in less than a month. Craigslist and Metrorent are my friends now. More importantly, a close friend usually takes a train from one of the London metro stations that got bombed. He decided to go in late today. Such are the little things that determine fate. He and his wife are both fine. Much love to them and all of

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Go help a poor PhD student finish his dissertation... Fill up the survey if you are a blogger.

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There are words that I like to roll my tongue over, like serendipity and mordant and pusillanimous in English or telakucho and ajgubi and buri dihing and srotoshwini and aschorjyo in Bangla. Their meanings are submerged within their sounds and the physical act of speaking them.There are words that hold a great deal of meaning to me because they refer to or remind me of places, people or things

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So I read about this guy who was in Biz school with me. I suddenly feel underwhelmed by anything I have ever done.I watched four movies over the weekend including Crash, which was an honest try but some of the twists were too predictable. Oddly I left wondering what Sandra Bullock had had done to her nose.In other news I have been word-tagged by Swati. I will get back to that soon. The moment I

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Hmm...

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I am a little late on this one - Ani and Swati were the taggers - but here goes.Total Number of Books I Own: Hmm I am too lazy to count but there are books numbering somewhere in the six to seven hundred range (about 13 shelves of about 50 books each) that are here with me. These are mostly in English but there are fifty odd Bangla books too. I have a couple of hundred more books back home that

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I was going to write a serious post about labor unions, 28 years of communist rule in West Bengal and pragmatism in politics that was sparked off by this article (its in Bengali so I apologize to those unfortunate souls who don't read it). However my lunch buddies at work wanted to go get a cup of coffee/sundry sweet stuff from the Starbucks downstairs. As usual when faced with a choice between

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Hiya all, I have been having fun and staying busy and not updating my blog! Sorry (not!).My uncle was in town and we drove up to Monterey Bay and then drove back down the PCH 1 - which is surely one of the most beautiful drives anywhere. We had cliffs to one side and the Pacific Ocean on the other. I have to say, it wowed my cynical heart...We stopped at the Hearst Castle in San Simeon on the way

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So here we are (or to be precise I am), another weekend looming ahead. 'Looming' is too strong a word, it is more like the weekend is grinning shamelessly at me and daring me to have fun and clean up the house and remember to run all the errands that need to be run and make all the phone calls that I have been procrastinating over.Don't get me wrong, calling up friends and family is not really a

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The weekend was rather interesting if busy. I did a bit of theater duty and some moving chairs and tables and cases of soda / beer / wine duty for the Indian Film Festival in LA. I did get to see a couple of excellent documentaries too. Asian Vibes Bombay was about the Bombay music scene. It delved into the remix craze, DJs, 'jhankaar beats' on Bombay autos as well as a crazy French singer who

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I have been wondering what to write about - the Indian Film Festival that I am volunteering for this weekend, or that my best friend's significant other is moving to my town for an unforeseen amount of time on a project or that the political theater in this country is fascinating?Nah, I will be lazy and just not write anything.

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Thalassa and I went to see a documentary on the life of Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan (that link opens with music so be careful) at the Skirball Center.What a disappointment! How can you make a bad documentary on a person who was so wellknown for his art yet so unknown in most other ways? Well, you throw in a lot of needless 'exotic' subcontinent shots without explaining their contextual relevance (if

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Not to get too philosophical on a lovely sunny day - but where is home? When I think of 'home' it is not my current residence - however much I fill it up with all the paraphernalia that is me and mine - that I think of. It is not where I have spent most of the last decade of my life - a small town many miles away - even though it is filled with friends.Funnily enough, even the house I grew up in

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I am at work but I plan to leave around 4:30 PM (in about 30 minutes) and get two and a half or more hours of sunshine - maybe on the beach or near the Santa Monica Promenade!!I was at work until pretty late last night - however the result was that I got a lot of stuff cleared and as of this moment have nothing to do!!! Given that I am working with an East Coast office and they have all gone off

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I am apparently on a minor dark/graphic novel based movie trip. I watched Blade and Sin City back to back and I have a DVD of Dark City lying around unwatched as yet in my living room. I enjoyed watching both the movies although Sin City was if anything 'cooler' than Blade. It is pretty amazing as an adaptation of a graphic novel to the cinematic form - every so often there are frames in the

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So I got home on Friday and found a notice on my door from Fedex, advising me of a package that they had left for me next door. I duly went and rang Delores' doorbell. She is a sweet lady, who was quite happy to see me, and showed me the 'package' to pick up.Now keep in mind that I was expecting a plant stand from Target, something like a smallish table with a round top, so imagine my surprise

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I stopped in front of my friend's wall where he had hung his various degrees. One of them looked more wordy than others and I peered in to take a closer look. It was a few very well-written paragraphs of what looked like an oath or an obligation.My friend* explained that he had graduated as an Engineer in Canada and had participated in a ceremony to honor a commitment to a standard of conduct for

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© 2005 Gayle Kritayakirana

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© 2005 Gayle Kritayakirana

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© 2005 Gayle Kritayakirana

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© 2005 Gayle Kritayakirana

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I am kind-hearted and hospitable, cheerful and well-liked. Don't believe me? Well, I have it on the best authority - my fortune cookie from dinner!!Anyway, in honor of my chicken in hot garlic sauce dinner, I watched a brand new DVD that I have been wanting to watch for a week, a Miyazaki movie called Porco Rosso. It is about a strong, silent, rather grumpy hero who flies seaplanes. He also just

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The best part about making friends who are not from the same school, college, social circle or workplace is that they in turn lead you to experiences that would otherwise have been entirely unknown. I recently met a fellow blogger, who is Bengali like me but is from Delhi and has followed a very different career path than I have. She goes to Grad School here and her boyfriend is Greek. Last

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Anek kaaj, phaNki mere du line'er blog likhchhi. One has suddenly found one's groove. One has met up with oooold friends in the Bay area and eaten like a pig last weekend. One is meeting more friends for a dinner tomorrow and is probably driving to some place that has National Park tagged to its name, this weekend. One is happy and busy. Hence - no posts!By the way I have three brand new DVDs

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I have been spreading my wings lately, as far as driving goes. I drove to Monterey Park for Dim Sum again and then to Pasadena, a couple of trips to Hollywood and so on. I think this might be a good time, to write about the first time I drove in Beverly Hills.Well there I was, just my second day driving (the second car from my first post about driving) in LA. I was trying to get to Century City,

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I don't know whether to call the story that you can read if you follow this link, a cosmic coincidence or serendipity - but go ahead please read. There is no overt politics in the story if that would bother you. It made my cynicism go away for a few seconds...

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I think one of the things that really binds India together, is music. Or more specifically, Bollywood music. There are various people, in my life at least, with whom the only conversations we have, where we talk at the same pitch, are about music. This post is about just one song, Aaj kal paon zameen par, from the movie Ghar. It is a beautiful song that formed a part of the soundtrack in my head

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Brownies too!

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Just pretending! Over the week since I last blogged, I have:- Worked.- Had copious quantities of decent to good food in various restaurants.- Watched Kill Bill vols. 1 and 2, the extended edition of ROTK (including all the extras!!) and Anatomy of a Murder.- Had just half a glass of a very nice wine - all because I was driving. Gosh darn it!!- Watched the Oscars with three very nice people.

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A few posts back I had someone (obviously anonymous) asking me to get a life in the comments. Now this is a touchy issue, but it seems to me the more of a life one has - the less one blogs. Or at least this is very true for me. Lately I find that sometimes I have multiple (more than one is still multiple, right?) options for spending evenings and not all of them by myself. And wonder of wonders,

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I sent a check (through e-billpay at my bank) for $16.90 to my almost-former University to pay off a library fine, so I can get my degree (finally!). Can you believe that it came back? Why on earth would they send back a check??!!! Would you send it back if you got a check in the mail? Would I? Not on your life. Unless... unless it was accompanied by one of those sneaky letters that say that you

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First, I would like to thank the DMV in Illinois for giving me a driving license, a sort of permission to scare the bejesus out of scores of fellow-drivers and other passersby.Secondly, I would like to thank various friends and one driving school instructor who taught me to drive. Their names are being withheld to protect the innocent. Last but not the least, I would also like to thank the DMV in

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I lived in Chicago for six years before moving to LA. Chicago was easy in the sense one had the El or the Metra to take one everywhere that one wanted to go. At a pinch there were friends with cars. LA however, is very different. There is not even the pretence of a public transportation system, or at least not in the westside where I was planning to live. Santa Monica has its Big Blue bus service

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So I met another blogger for lunch yesterday. I will let her describe the momentous meeting herself. It was great fun meeting somebody new and interesting, interested in food and with a lot of the same cultural and social backgrounds that make it easy to converse. We spoke the same language (and I do not mean Bengali or English) and that made it very easy.In the process of writing the above

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Just to give a bit of a background for this post, I am from Calcutta, that erstwhile (and current) hotbed of unionism and frequent strikes and hartals. Right now on the other hand I am in my 23rd floor office in Los Angeles right next to Beverly Hills High School. Of all places on the planet I would have expected this to be the furthest from my hometown's quirks.Now comes the cool part, all

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A Very Long Engagement turned out to be very similar to Amelie in mood with the addition of a World War I track. The war sequences were absolutely unromanticised and almost cartoonish in their details. The contrasting vision was that of the beautiful French seaside village where the chief characters come from. Visual wittiness and quirky characters make the movie very entertaining. On the other

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Does it make sense to put a 'to do' list on my blog? Hell, why not? So here goes: 1. Call up the tax lady suggested to me by my friendly office accountant. I HATE doing my taxes and this year will be a particularly painful one with multiple states and residency status and what not. Ugh. 2. Set up an appointment for the 6 month check-up for my car. Now I am the kind of person who does not go to

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And, so I succumb to what seems to be every other blogger's solution to bloggerly sloth, take a quiz at quizilla. Here is my take on going to hell. The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Second Level of Hell!Here is how you matched up against all the levels:LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)LowLevel 2 (Lustful)Very HighLevel 3 (

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Well I am off to see A Very Long Engagement starring Audrey Tautou and more interestingly to me, directed by Jean-Pierre Jeunet. His Amelie is definitely better known but it is his dark apocalyptic comedy Delicatessen that I enjoyed more. One of his favorite actors is Dominique Pinon who appears in all his movies and is excellent as the "outsider" who gets dragged to the heart of the movie -

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The pizza is now where it belongs, in the trash.

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I have a very distinguished pile of unread books adorning my bedside. Jonathan Strange & Mr Norrell by Susannah York is so very much a book that I should want to read it is scary. However I seem to have read the first 30 pages and am hoping for an extended convalescence or something so I can really bite into that one. Given that work has not been especially busy lately, I do wish I could read at

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Coming soon, all the gory details of boring California life. Six unread books and half a pizza on the dining table. Uff.

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Being single and having all of two friends in town is a rather sad situation. Hence the dining alone. So there I was last evening, disgusted with life. The above mentioned two were respectively down with a feverish cold and out on a flight to the east coast. The intrepid eater-out that I am, I decided to treat myself to a "nice" dinner all by myself. The restaurant is a place called Amuse cafe

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Ok, I would love to create a blogroll of the blogs I read everyday. Some of these are political, like The Daily Kos and Atrios. I also read quite a few blogs which belong to friends or friends of friends and so on, Ani and his blogroll for example. Then there are some Desi and/or litblogger types, like Amardeep Singh, Bookslut, Caferati, Jabberwock and Hurree Babu. So how do I do that? It should

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I have just managed to type up half a post and then delete it in an extremely moronic way. Grrrr.

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As was so elegantly pointed out by a friend - this blog has been a bit undercover lately. Hopefully I will be changing that soon.

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In the last week or so I have been on a gourmand's diet of blogs, especially political ones. I believe myself to be fairly left-wing, liberal, moderate and tolerant of people who are of different races, religions, sexualities etc etc. I had occasion to test for my unconscious biases at the Tolerance.org website. The convoluted route I took to find my way there is not important, but what I found

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I admit it - I was googling my name on the web, but who knew I'd find something so cool!!! I found this little bit about my name - Urmi - by Sri Chinmoy and it just made my day I think !!

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Last Friday I saw another one of Miyazaki's films Laputa: The Castle in the Sky - its interesting how much they grow on one. Of all his movies I had seen Princess Mononoke the first and found it a bit too opaque for my liking. It took me time to figure out that the world of Miyazaki's movies are like none other in their complexity and beauty. Pirates who chase you turn out to be good friends and

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Ok I read Rantblog.com with increasing amounts of respect and irritation. Surely he can't say all this. Oh yes he can and thank God for it! I specially love the bit about the Osbournes and the so-called Irish-Americans. Its mean enough and sharp enough and close enough to the truth to be hilarious.

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My friend Gati has decided to jump into blogging as a perfect way to pretend to do something useful while avoiding work as usual. He owns what he calls Another of those cookery blogs. However I think he invests way too much feeling into talking about food to think of it as just another thing to tick off on his "to do" list! On the same optimistic note let me try to restart my moribund efforts at

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Today was the wedding of my classmate Alexey and Angie. I have been sharing an office with Alexey for the last five years, and the last year and a bit that he has been dating Angie is the happiest I have ever seen him! I attended with Gayle, another classmate, roomie and all around great friend, and her boyfriend Peter. The wedding took place at St Demetrius (sp?) Greek Orthodox Church in N.

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Pragmatic Indian politician and former central minister of Commerce and law at various times, P Chidambaram writes in the Indian Express about alliance making and trade negotiations. He talks about agricultural support / subsidies in the US and the EU. An obvious yet difficult to change fact is that the Western countries' subsidies and high tariffs in agriculture makes for very poor economic

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If you are a Bengali away from home - missing the 16 volume Rabindra Rachanaboli and the ubiquitious Geetobitan, hope is at hand. Rabindrasangeet.org is a searchable database of Tagore's song lyrics. I remember hearing old 8-track tapes of Rabindrasangeet recorded from old 78s and LPs and from the radio. In my hands were meticulously organised index files, typed and handwritten on thin airmail

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Well here goes, my first blog ever! Really! All I am trying to do here are: 1. Avoiding any semblance of 'real work' like working on the data work for my thesis, 2. Attempting to see my name on the web in the public domain, even if not exactly as shiny and starry as I always imagined it ought to be... hmm. I just swore to myself that I would not get sucked into the quicksand of chatting in the

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