42 Quirks

…is probably one of the best shows on Indian satellite TV at the moment. If you haven’t caught it yet, catch it on BBC Entertainment, weekdays at 10PM.

The premise is this: You are a millionaire and your ‘mission’ is to find someone/some cause to ‘help’. To do this, you must first live anonymously in a community far removed from your home. You start with zero money, you earn your own living through the week, you meet people, make friends and acquaint yourselves with their lives. At the end of the week, you give away thousands of pounds of your own money to people who you think need/deserve it.

EVERYTHING in that description is contrary to popular understanding of the social mores. And yet, it produces a whole plethora of emotions you didn’t know you were capable of.

Watch it at least once. Seriously.

I am convinced that all Hindu weddings are a massive exercise in classical Pavlovian conditioning.

Any utterance of the words “Shubh,” “Mangal,” and “Saavdhaan” in any order will automatically cause the akshataa in your hand to be flung in the general direction of the stage/podium where the ceremony is happening.

Sirs and Madams of the world,  we’ve been royally trolled.

O_o

Why do all good ideas come to you the moment your head hits the pillow?

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At least 80 percent of chats in the world would end flawlessly, if we all chose to accept a “:-)” as the counterpart of “Hello?!”

So, who’s with me?

Eyes closed, arms spread wide,
I wait & watch the ocean’s tide.
I feel the air nudge my toes,
Miles beneath me, the water flows…
Silent & still, the ocean awaits;
My arrival at its watery gates.

Knees cocked, arms to the side,
I slowly lean towards the tide.
The vast expanse of ocean blue,
Presents itself, an enchanting view.
Will it be glory? Will it be a wraith?
I wonder & take the leap of faith…

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I will be quitting my job at Radio Mirchi at the end of this month. In other words, yours truly will no longer be “RJ Shrikant” anymore.

:)

11 deaths. 50+ injured. A city traumatised.

Yes, the blast was a cowardly act.
Yes, it only spilled innocent blood.
Yes, the perpetrators were inhuman.
Yes, they *could* have been interecepted.
Yes, there are a zillion ways things could have been different.

But they aren’t. So live with it.
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No, this isn’t me selling film tickets in black. This is me getting hitched.

Yes. You read it right – hitched.

United.
Wedded.
Espoused.
Matrimony.
Saying I Do.
Tying the knot.
Led to the Altar.

Yes.

Here’s the wedding invite:

Yes, her name’s Gauri. She’s my sweetheart from college days. She currently teaches Psychology to Grad students studying the SNDT curriculum. She’s commented on my posts often – as “Simple Thoughts,” “Maitrai” & herself…

Yes, a crazy RJ like me needs a ‘psycho’ professor like her. Ha ha. :P

No, our parents didn’t object. (Okay, they did object a little, but thankfully, they came around soon enough.)

We’re getting wedded on the 22nd of Jan (yes, that’s two days from now) in a simple court-signing style without any ceremony. We’re hosting a dinner to celebrate the momentous occasion.

This is where it’s happening:
Suryoday Hall, Sai-Section, Ambernath (E)

For the Techies:
Google Maps link: http://bit.ly/MyWaterloo
GPS co-ordinates:
Long: 73 deg 10.922 min E
Lat: 19 deg 12.3874 min N

If you are in the vicinity, do drop by. I’d love it if you could be there.

:)