Curry Nightmare

Top 10 memories of 2011...and the return of random goals in 2012

2011-12-31T16:40:00.000-08:00

2011 awesomeness...
10. Entered the Berkelely Bizplan with a competition (dear college friend) and getting to the semi-finals.
9. Launched 3rd annual Raas for a Cause, the best thus far.
8. Took my cousins to the movies.
7. Continued to feel blessed by the friends in my world and the way they showed up for me.
6. Learned just enough Brazilian Portuguese to cause trouble.
5. Visited xhe amazing beaches of Salvador and Morro San Paulo.
4. Met new friends in Brazil.
3. Worked with charming Brazilian orphans.
2. Sold my place in Freakmont.
1. Moved into the city. Finally.

Random goals in 2012...
1. Draw more!
2. Find a weekly volunteering opp in the city with underprivelaged kids.
3. Salsa twice a month.
(and do 2 pull ups!)
4. R4C NYC??
5...

Oi! Obrigada Brazil, prazer.

2011-11-06T14:57:00.000-08:00

In typical currynightmare fashion, here is my semi-annual post :) It's been quite a busy year, from entering Berkeley Business Plan competition (and getting into the semi-finals), having another successful Raas for a Cause SF (third year, thanks to amazing friends and family support!), and finally making the move from Fremont to SF (who knew?).

But I digress, this post is about one of the most amazing trips I've had thus far (and that says a lot, I've been extremely lucky in my life to have traveled many amazing places). Here goes the book, enjoy!

Salvador Brazil - October-November 2011

My first trip to Brazil was to Salvador, in the north eastern region of Bahia. Salvador has a rich, deep history rooted in African culture. From the influences within the amazing cuisine all the way to a rich city preservation, Salvador does not hide from the truth. Rather, the Bahians, embrace it.

Pelourinho ("Peh-lo-rinyo") is one of its most charming tourist cities, but the meaning of the word - the pole where the slaves were hung and beaten - clearly demonstrates the lack of fear and the abundance of courage in a society. At first this name/meaning disturbed me greatly. But then of course, why do what we normally do in history and cover the crap up. Let's recognize that evil took place, and let's celebrate the beauty that emerged, finally. With that in mind, the name is not so scary any more.

Condoble - or voodoo, is an African religion, and you'll see it practiced and preserved in Bahia. To see it celebrated, visit Cachoeira, about a 2 hour car ride from Graca. See a true African city, full of colorful bungalows and a vast African market. Plus, certain days, you can catch a Condoble ceremony. I was lucky enough, with 2 of my CCS friends, to meet a matriarch of the church, who let us into her 'church' house. She had to ask the Orixas (spirits) permission first. Everyone has an Orixa, but you have to speak with a person who has access to the spirits to tell you who your Orixa is (I asked the matriarch, she said she didn't have that access. Oh well).

Capoeira ("Cah-po-whey-rah") - not to be confused with caprinas :) - is one of the coolest things I've ever seen. It's basically a martial arts form. You can see performers in the main plaza on Tuesday nights or see an amazing performance at the Ballet Folklore.

Rakhi's Tips:
Learn some Portuguese. If you know Spanish, this will be helpful. But, first things first, you have to master the accent which is quite tricky. I must thank Carlos from the Portuguese Brazil School/Translation Services. Carlos, most folks thought I was fluent! It was crazy! I was able to do quite well, and felt really proud that my friends trusted me to help them. I nailed the accent, now I just need to practice more :)

Try Bobo, Moqueca, Acaraje and Caperinas. Check out the Ballet Folklore. And make sure you see the amazing drummers and rehearsals. Fantastic. Tuesday nights are the big music nights.

When booking hotels around Salvador, things are not as close as they seem. From Graca to Pelourinho, 20ish Rs. From there to Rio Velmelho, up to 50ish Rs.

Bring an umbrella. :)

MOMA is okay. The historical museums are much more interesting.

No tips for the tour to Cachoeira as I would not recommend the tour we had.

Go to Morro Sao Paulo!! It is a 2 hour catamaran ride out of Salvador. Do a bit of research before hand and book your hotel when you get there or by phone. Call the hotels directly, don't use an agency. The information you find on the internet is sufficient.

There are no cars on this island! Buggys (dudes with wheelbarrows, will help you transport your stuff. Negotiate the price with them. I was able to get to second beach with $15ish Rs.) And you just walk everywhere, it's fantastic!
If you get motion sickness, bring meds. You will need them on the catamaran. On the way back, don't drink or eat 2 hours before, especially if you have a weak stomach. If you don't have a weak stomach, this can still be rough.
$45 Rs One way. You can buy a ticket day of, but pay attention to the hours. Each tour company is different.
There are tons of just amazing beach tours that last all day. Wear your bathing suit all day long - this is a town of beach villages and no one cares how they look in a bathing suit. Men, your chance to wear those speedos! You can book these through agencies - about $50 Rs each and all day long. Completely worth it. And if they talk about a 'hike' take it. It is not difficult, our guide did the tour barefoot, and we saw a preserved beach. It was unbelievably beautiful.
Shopping - you can basically buy some cool jewelry and a ton of random swimwear on the main beach islands. There is no shopping on the tours. If you need clothes, buy them before you go on this trip. There are tons of restaurants, a pharmacy, etc, so you're good there.

Volunteering
Through an organized program called Cross Cultural Solutions, a group of about 10 of us volunteered in the local community. The volunteers were from all over the US and of all sorts of amazing backgrounds - from a literary agent from New York to a Doctor from Ohio mixed in with those of us with typical day jobs to those who are still trying to figure it all out. Each group had a different placement - 2 friends and I volunteered at a local orphanage.

We worked from 8ish to noonish. Our meals were included in the package, however we of course ventured out in the evenings for dinner. Lulu, Vinny, Ivan took great care of us :)

We can't post pictures of the beautiful children, due to obvious reasons. But this orphanage was said to one of the best in Salvador, which was sad to me. Many kids cramped in a room with chances to play outside when the weather allowed them to. Their spirits never let up - they were normal kids. They wanted love, attention, and needed some good old-fashioned learnin'. Of course I had to bring my favorite game - Connect Four! Although, I never got anyone to properly learn it, the game turned out to be a hit somehow. The little ones migrated to me the most and in some strange way, gave me more than I believe I ever gave them. Although I understand that orphanages are everywhere, once you are face to face with a group of orphans, there is a part of you that dies knowing that people could discard such beautiful human beings without thought or worry. We will never know what their true stories are, but being with them for 1 week at least opened our eyes. I still remember all of their names and faces.

The staff here was amazing too. You could see how much the children viewed each other and the staff as their true family.

Thank you to CCS for the opportunity.

and lastly..
I feel like I could write for hours and still not capture everything.

One thing I will not forget, is the hospitality of the people. I met strangers ready to help me - and I know, everyone says that. I met a great woman on my flight up, who gave me all sorts of great information, helped me with my broken Portuguese, and then made sure I got to the right terminal. On a trip to Morro San Paulo - I went on a very non-English tour, and got adopted by 2 couples, who made sure that I was always having fun, helping me understand what was going on, and kept including me in their plans. I got offered a ride to the airport! And to bring it back full circle, I helped a Portuguese lady from Rio to SF since she didn't speak any English - and her son and fiance, gave me a ride home in SF!

The new friends from 'Home Base' - you guys were awesome and it was a pleasure to meet you. I wish you all the best and am so touched to now be friends with you. Thank you for your support during the rough times and for your laughter and stories about your amazing lives. Each of you have a great story. Thanks for sharing it with me. You will always have a friend in San Francisco, love you!

And to close out, I am in love with Brazil. Special thanks to Leslie for kick starting the trip. This trip was a perfect blend of service and culture. It was also easy to figure stuff out on your own as I branched off the last few days. I hope in the future that I will combine a trip with Argentina and Brazil and hopefully visit the orphans again.

Thank you for reading :) Until 2012, my loyal currynigtmare followers :)

*For more details on the orphanage experience, please contact me directly, would love to chat about it, but did not feel comfortable going into details in a public forum.

Girls are like trees...

2011-08-19T13:02:00.000-07:00

With the increase in age of the single population, it is unfortunate that females tend to be down on themselves because they are single, perpetuating the thought process that something is 'wrong' with them. Societal pressures, bad experiences, and cultural norms don't help the situation. But single girls (and guys) you are both awesome, so rise above it dammit. And forgive yourselves when you make mistakes or get emotional...you're only human and you ain't perfect. Most importantly, you're not attractive if you show up in the world desperate or with low self esteem.

Inspired by this note sent around by my (male) co-worker today - he plans to save it for his daughter (who is currently only 6 years old):

Girls are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The boys don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree.

Note: And a shout out to my wonderful guy/girl friends who took the risk, climbed to the top of the tree, continue to work hard at their relationships and are reaping the benefits.

New York 2011 - The Summary

2011-07-06T18:30:00.000-07:00

One of the most wonderful trips ever. And I've been on a lot of fabulous trips...

Day 1: Fabulous catch up session, walk to Eataly, wine, pasta...

Day 2: Alexander McQueen exhibit at the Met, a hot dog on the steps, walk through central park (got my 10K steps!) and then off to see Robin Williams in 'Bengal Tiger at the Baghdad Zoo' - after a fabulous slice of pizza; late night drink at Mandarin @ Columbus Square

Day 3: Brunch at Freeman's, buzzed by 11am, walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, Pizza at Grimaldi's (after a 2 hour wait), Sleep No More (interactive Macbeth performance), and a dirty martini at a Speakeasy; Late night channa masala roll at Kati Roll

Day 4: Burgers @ the Shake Shack, economic stimulus (shopping in SOHO). Little Cupcake Bake Shop, & dinner at Delicatessen (the goodbyes start...); and 30 Rock

Day 5: More economic stimulus, wine, and food. Balthazar's, Chutney, and Wine 30. And fireworks from the rooftop of The Madison Belvedere. More sad goodbyes...

Day 6: Going home :(

A Coffee Shop Story: Mountain View vs. Fremont

2011-03-24T15:18:00.000-07:00

Eavesdropping (not on purpose) @ a Coffee Shop in Mountain View -

The 2 guys sitting next to me are talking about a business idea. Conversation topics included:

One guy went to the same high school as Mark Zuckerberg - Phillips Exeter Academy in New Hampshire. They talked about the issues regarding kids who go to boarding school.
They hate people from Harvard. Because Harvard churns out douches. (I kind of agree). And these schools have to make up sports that smart people can actually be good at, but the sports that no one cares about - like “crew.” LOL
Passionate conversation about how Yahoo has failed as a business. They should focus more on value add content, which they have, instead of search. Apparently, Yahoo properties such as Yahoo sports, gets more traffic than ESPN.com. And ESPN, actually syndicates some Yahoo content.
Back to the business idea, which sounded like a music sharing site – I couldn’t figure out what differentiated it from a Pandora model.

Eavesdropping (not on purpose) @ a Coffee Shop in Fremont -

The 2 Couples sitting near me. Both couples were Indian. I think one of the couples was on a ‘match.com’ date.

Couple 1 was talking about the issues in our culture related to marriage and how their parents approve of certain types of partners. (I zoned them out pretty quickly).
Couple 2 – the guy kept asking questions like ‘what is the craziest thing you’ve ever been through’ and the girl kept struggling to answer his questions. It was painful.

Epiphany: I need to get the He!! out of Fremont – STAT.

Argentina - 2010

2010-11-28T20:00:00.000-08:00

Con Permiso

I just recently embarked upon amazing journey to a far away land – Argentina.

For those of you who plan to go someday, or simply want to read about the world through my eyes, I am finally inspired to blog about it. Enjoy!

I’m hungry.

Argentina was never on my radar as a place to visit. Plus, the year was so busy committed helping others’ projects, trying to prove myself at a new job, and desperately trying to stay balanced with workouts/yoga/volunteering.

But I got inspired and the timing just worked out.

My friend and I arrived in Buenos Aires, starving, after a long travel day. We stayed at the Hotel Republica Wellness & Spa - Buenos Aires, right in the heart of city center. It was a peaceful place – where the birds chirped in the middle of the night and woke you up in the morning. (By peaceful I mean loud and by birds I mean sirens and honking horns). I recommend renting an apartment in Palermo – it is cheaper and nicer. Just read reviews, search creatively online, make phone calls/emails, and book accordingly. Hotels.com is not a good source.

We arrived on a census day – where the entire city was closed. We didn’t believe our hotel clerk when he said that – so we ventured off into the city, passing the historic obelisk and making our way to the river. Sushi restaurants everywhere, tons of pizza and pasta (Argentina’s culture has a Italian influence), and sandwich shops. Everything was closed. Good learning – the city is shutdown for the census. But it opens back up at 8.

We ended up eating at our hotel, deeply unsatisfied. However, we made up for it at dinner, finding a cute small restaurant with live accordion music.

I loved the area around Recoletta – there is a famous cemetery there that is a major tourist attraction. Evita is buried there. It’s beautiful and creepy. Affluence is apparent, sort of wasteful, but interesting. It may be more interesting if you know more about the local history or other figures buried there. Plus with my beliefs in reincarnation, and my lack of love for cemeteries in general didn’t help. I was pretty creeped out. Don’t expect to request a tomb there unless you’re rich, famous, amazing, and probably Argentinean.

However, I enjoyed the outside – the people, the market, and the art shops. There is also a wonderful modern art museum near by, with a pleasant collection of a little bit of everything. From Picassos, to Renior, to Jackson Polluck – and of course local artists inspired by the greats. The main exhibit was from a local artist who I thought was a freak. Can’t remember his name. I’ll update if I do.

Buenos Aires – eh – it was alright. I think I may have been allergic to it at times.
Weather was nice, the people were friendly, the food was great if you loved steak.

Stop looking at my Calafates

Next stop, El Calafate, about a 4 hour plane ride south to the Patagonian region. We stayed an awesome B&B - Hosteria Meulen with a view of the lake. You can take a bus I believe, but we took a plane through Aerolíneas Argentinas. If you plan to travel to other regions of Argentina – book flights ahead of time through this airline, or book a bus. It is never guaranteed that you’ll have a seat if you plan last minute. You can buy blocks of trips (similar to that of a Eurrail pass but for flights).

A smaller town, ahhh…now I was on vaca. I arrived and was provided with a shot – some rum mixed with El Calafate berry juice. The staff said ‘my pleasure’ with every thank you. And Negrita, the hotel’s dog, wanted to shake your hand as you drank your tea on the outdoor patio. About a 10 minute cab right into town – don’t walk into town. I almost got eaten by dogs that way. They were not as nice as Negrita. And, I swear, they were real!

We went on a beautiful evening horseback ride one evening. I miss my horse, Surgas (not to be confused with’con gas.’) But the highlight of this trip was a 10 hour day, dedicated to hiking on Perrito Moreno – a glacier. Book through Hielo y Aventura (through your hotel or you can go straight their agency, just ask your hotel to give you directions) – and make sure you book ‘Big Ice.’ You have to pack your own lunch and bring an empty water bottle – you can fill your bottle with glacier water! Your crampon equipment is included, so dress in layers, it’s an intermediate hike. It is a must see, you can’t leave Calafate without doing this…

Soy un Professional!

Now a short flight to Ushuaia. It’s cold and beautiful – the snowcapped Andes are your backdrop. You can take a boat to see a view of Antartica – again – easy to get tours, travel agencies everywhere. I went on a boat ride while the rest of the crew went on a hike. It was one of my favorite days – I met locals, hung out with school kids, and saw a 360 view of the Andes. Plus, I wowed some 11 year olds with my skills in tic-tac-toe. Because, I am a professional of course.

Stay in a cabin here. And the town is pretty small, you can walk to local attractions – as long as you can read the map. And make sure you hook yourself up with some king crab.

Love is in the Air
Back to Buenos Aires – ahh and a very crappy hotel. But this time, I got to buy some art and see live Tango dancers in the street. I was sad to leave, but ready to come home and have some chicken tikka masala. But here are something that I will remember:

- It cost $140 to get in the country upon arrival, they accept credit cards and this is good for 10 years.
- The ‘elle’ or double ‘l’ is pronounced like a ‘ch’ sound. So ‘ella’ would be ‘echa.’ And DON’T use the word ‘coger’ in Argentina. Just don’t.
- Love is everywhere, and it is so beautiful. People are so open with their affection, no matter what age. And it is tasteful and sweet. I did find myself wondering what people were saying in between kisses – there was so much chatter. Are they whispering sweet nothings? Are they talking about running errands? What could they possibly be saying so blissfully, in between giggles and kisses?
- Don’t forget to bring that empty bottle of water for the glacier hike. One you go glacier water, it’s hard to go back. Make sure you’re in shape, otherwise skip the 6 hour hike.
- Don’t tip the cab drivers, check all of your change. Tip in restaurants at 10% if it’s not included. And make sure you ask for the check, it’s Euro style, relaxed dining.
- If you want to bring back wine, check in 2 bags (assuming you are buying wine from the airport and you have a connection somewhere in the US. If you don’t buy wine from the airport, put it in your checked bag.) Make sure that one of your bags has space for the wine, then put the wine in that bag when you arrive at your connection. You will do this at customs. Also, they do not sell San Juan wine at the airport – I recommend buying some before you get there.
- If you like spicy food, bring your own masala ;)
- Talk to the locals, they know the best restaurants and places to go. Don’t be shy.
- I plan to go back someday to go wine tasting in Mendoza, see the waterfalls in Bariloche, maybe hike another glacier, and take a day trip to Uruguay (from Buenos Aires).
- When booking flights with the regional airline, your baggage rules apply from your original trip. So no need to really pack light. Also, don't book trips too close together - the airline makes a lot of mistakes and has random delays. It sucks, but allow yourself 1 day for the travel and start your touring the next day.
- For more specific questions and names of restaurants, etc, contact me directly. I could write about this trip for hours...

Having fun in 2010

2010-01-26T08:13:00.000-08:00

Every year I have at least 3243 things that I want to try but don’t have the time/money/skills to do so. (Will someone please figure out how to add at least 3 hours in a day just so I can catch up on sleep?)

In an effort to satisfy my cravings for these unconventional resolutions, I’ve started to prioritize by year. Last year, I finally launched Raas for a Cause, a culmination of many years of idea generation related to dandiyas and ‘saving the world.’

This year, I created 3 resolutions for myself: vacation in Tokyo, learn a bit of piano, and do 1 pull up. (Yes, 1. I need to ensure that my goals are realistic and attainable.)

I’m on my way to the pull up goal, have some ideas on how to learn the piano, and need to postpone Japan to next year.

What will my third goal be? Well, it my spare time, I continue to volunteer and tutor homeless kids once a week. In one session last year, I spent the entire time teaching a girl how to ‘round’ numbers. She never got it and I was disappointed in myself for not being able to teach her. Seeing the failure in my face, the cute girl even consoled me, ‘It’s okay. I don’t even get it when my teacher explains it.’ Wow.

Back to tutoring this new year, the same little girl, who I am surprised still remembers me and that situation, told me ‘I still don’t get rounding.’ Well, Audrey, this is your year!

Resolutions for 2010

1. Do 1 pull up
2. Learn a bit of piano
3. Teach Audrey how to round numbers

Stay tuned…

Death. Peace. Inspiration.

2009-11-10T14:41:00.000-08:00

My grandmother passed away today.

When I found out, I cried so much that I couldn’t breathe. Any thought, any mention, any sweet condolence that was offered to me, made me cry even more.

I observed myself while I cried. It wasn’t the cry of heartbreak from a man who hurt me, or that of excruciating physical pain. It was raw, unthinking, clean crying. I had never experienced this type of cry before. I wondered how long it will last. There was no anger or desire to stop. Just observation of something, maybe letting go.

My grandmother was strong, smart, and stubborn. She could knead dough as well as women half her age, remember the name of your mother’s cousin’s daughter’s son – and which village he was from, and tell you over and over again, that she could do it. She could do it. Anything.

I was lucky enough to spend 10 days with her in October while she was sick. I was bedside with her days at a time, then we brought her home on Diwali, thinking everything would be fine. I could only imagine her own heart break and resentment when, in those last years and months and days, she could not do it. She could not walk, or swallow, or breathe. Her heart continued to love, lecture, and pray, but her flesh was done. Her heart was outliving her flesh. Believe me she was angry, and she tried to fight. And she would get so sad. I would hear and see her depression as I watched her with her walker during physical therapy. Her poor, deep eyes told her entire story.

She almost ate my turkey sandwich, even when she knew it was meat. Shakti. She said, if I don’t eat, “Shakti ni thai,” I won’t get strong. And after a life of being religious vegetarian, she was down to have a bite of my turkey sandwich. In hindsight, what did she have to lose, she was dying anyway. I never gave it to her, I knew her, she wouldn’t have liked it anyway. C’mon, it had no ‘havad’ or ‘flavor.’ She proceeded to finish the rest of her own vegetarian meal.

Ba, as we referred to her, taught me to see the good things about being Indian, the power and importance of prayer, to be there for people, to cook, and to take care of myself. Thanks to her, my rotis are round and they are light and fluffy.

There is death.

There is peace with death.

Today, I was inspired to share because of death.

May god (or your version of the higher power) bless you today.

In memory of Ba, Tuesday, November 10^th, 2009

You non contributing ZERO!

2009-03-11T16:34:00.000-07:00

I get it, times are tough. But is life really that bad? Are you sure?

Check this out for some perspective: Everything's amazing, nobody's happy

I love Japan

2009-01-07T21:44:00.000-08:00

[I plan to update the grammar and punctuation on this post later. Japanese keyboard...]

On my way to Bali, I was supposed to have a very long layover in Taipei. However, after landing in Tokyo, the Taipei leg was cancelled.

I have now fallen in love with yet another wonderful country.

I have eaten 4 meals for free, stayed at the Raddison for free, got a free drink from the bartender at the hotel bar, had dinner with a father daughter duo who initally seemed hickish but turned out to be amazingly cultured and intelligent, met the actual owner of the hotel...

That was all yesterday/last night.

Today, after eating my free breakfast, I decided to take the train to Tokyo. With no plans, I just walked around. Tokyo is so clean - and there are no trash cans anywhere! I guess if you don:t create waste, you dont need to dispose of it. The people are overly friendly and so beautiful.　Everyone is well groomed with the latest trendy hair cuts and funky fashions.

I had some issues getting the correct train back to the airport and be-friended 3 local girls on the train. This story needs to be told in person. Trigger words - money, change, present, cell phone translator, and language barrier. These girls spent 30 minutes with me to make sure I did not miss my flight...

And today, I don:t know how this happened - I have an economy ticket but somehow got priority check-in and a ticket to the Satura lounge, where yes, I had another fantastic meal - for free!!!!! They make some amazing beef dishes here - sorry Ganesh.

On my way to Bali soon, but plan to visit Japan in the near future. I will add pictures soon - so much to say and no little time.

Yay

2008-12-03T14:35:00.000-08:00

for cupcakes! SD - thanks for hooking that up :) You all have to try 'Sprinkles' in Sunnyvale, California.

"Revolving door, I don't remember the fourth person...I'm glad I'm not your 'fourth person,' 'x' the middle square..." How do you come with this $hit?

Understood that none of you get that quote but I needed documentation to capture hours of tear jerking laughter from last night. And yes, you had to be there.

"He's gonna leave...."

2008-11-27T21:50:00.001-08:00

Busted! Oh my, does anyone else want to adopt this kid?

Seriously? The Sequel

2008-11-13T00:06:00.000-08:00

It’s one thing when people you go out of their way to demonstrate random acts of kindness. But when random strangers take on this movement, I’m starting to think that maybe God isn’t so mean sometimes. Sometimes.

Situation 1: I had plans to have dinner in the city (SF for the non-Cali locals) and had to parallel park my car on the left side of a downhill road. I did a decent job but felt self conscience and decided to re-park. Well, I rear ended the parked car in front of me – and the driver was still in it. What did he do? While I was painstakingly thinking about the hassle this would cause me, he gets out of the car, checks is car, then my car. Then he proceeds to say ‘don’t worry about it. I just got this car yesterday, no big deal,’ as if he was an old friend. Granted the car was no BMW, but he could have made my evening and future few weeks full of intolerable paperwork and insurance conversations. Wow. I proceeded to dinner dumbfounded.

Situation 2: I just left a concert at the HP Pavillion in downtown San Jose and had parked my car on a side street. In order to get to my car, there was this pedestrian parkway by a popular restaurant. Well, it’s late at night, I’m trying to get to my car, and the parkway is closed. I decide to walk to the next restaurant to see if they have an exit on the other side of the building. I walk into the Fireside Grill, looked like more of a bar and the bartender says that their exit is only for emergencies. Without stuttering, she asked if I needed someone to walk me to my car. Intantly, she tells the bouncer and he walks me to my car! I never even bought a drink from the place, I was merely looking for a safe way to get to my car. So, if you’re even in San Jose, please have a drink at the Fireside Grill.

Sometimes, it's about the little things.

So many opinions, so little time...

2008-08-29T16:33:00.001-07:00

Seriously?

2008-08-29T11:51:00.000-07:00

It wasn’t enough that during my first week of work at this new job, my coworker brought me coffee every morning. Or that one of them pretended to visit the men's room during a dinner, but instead snuck out to go to a convenient store to buy headache medicine for me, because I briefly mentioned that I had a minor headache that evening.

Today, however, was the icing on the cake.

I must have seemed pretty busy or frustrated yesterday (you know, more high strung than I normally am), and my coworker asked if there was anything she could do to help me clear up the tasks on my plate. (This is pretty normal with my team. Even if they don’t know how to help, they’ll still ask.) So, I responded to her, thanks so much but I’m good. And jokingly, I said I wanted cake. That was yesterday afternoon.

This morning, she brought me a an entire chocolate cake. Delicious, decadent, moist, chocolate cake.

Then, she had an answering service call me to wish me a good Friday and a fun weekend! I got the message twice from what sounded like a women in an Indian call center. (The fact that she pronounced my name perfectly, kind of gave it away.)

She wouldn’t let me hug her in front of coworkers, but I snuck one in anyway. I mean who does that???

I heart my team. With a big RED HEART NS.

New York

2008-08-20T17:06:00.000-07:00

Thanks to the fantastic employers I have chosen in the past 8 years, I have had the unbelievable opportunity to visit 11 countries in my lifetime so far (Belgium, Germany, India, Canada, Sweden, France, Spain, Italy, England, Finland, Denmark) and countless amazing US cities.

However, one iconic city was yet to be conquered by this nightmare of curry - New York.

Consider it now, conquered.

I visited many symbolic burrows and did everything that I wanted to do – except shop. (Shopping will require a dedicated trip.)

The List:

The Met
Broadway Play – Spring Awakening (I highly recommend it)
Times Square
Ground Zero
Sex and the City Tour
Bryant Park
New York Public Library

The Random Stuff:

I connected with an old co-worker who took me to her apartment building – The Atlas building, home of Project Runway designers! I actually went to the rooftop with her and took in the magnificent panoramic view of Manhattan.
I met a girl who is an intern for Donald Trump.
I instantly recognized the Sex and the City movie scenes filmed within the New York Public Library.
There was someone famous at the Waldorf…but we have no idea who. The streets were closed off and cops were everywhere – following a stretch black limo.
I had no problems getting around on the icky subway.
I had a slice of Pizza – every day.

The Coolest Memory:

On my first day, I was on my own for the entire day. I figured I would go to the Met – hit an Art museum and get used to the subway system – no problem.

Taking the 6 train from the lower east side, I got off on 86^th street. My bearings were a bit off and I met someone who was in the same position. He looked very young and of course I was aloof. I got over it and we decided to find the museum together. My walking partner (no, I don’t even know his name), let’s call him ‘Bob,’ turned out to be a very interesting person. He also was hanging out in ‘the city’ for the day and that ‘art was his life.’

The walk was short but on the way, we stopped at a street vendor. Bob bought 3 funky looking necklaces, each with large pendants that looked like medieval masks. He asked me which one I liked best. He then said, ‘I would like you to have it so you can always remember this day in New York.’

I didn’t feel right taking it, but I was dumbfounded by this random act of kindness and sentiment.

And they say New Yorkers are rude?

After entering the museum, I lost Bob and never saw him again. But I didn’t need a necklace to remember the day.

In conclusion, I left New York thinking, thank god I never came here at an earlier point in my life. I truly believe that if I visited Manhattan as a naïve, broke 23 year old, I would have picked up my belongings, moved there, stayed broke, and fallen in love with the city. Now, I plan to enjoy the city at least once a year until I no longer have the means to do so. Probably just to shop.

This guy gets me...

2008-03-18T15:38:00.000-07:00

Oh man, there are many times where I felt that I had a blog worthy topic but just was not near a computer - until now.

For those of you who know me, I mean really know me - one of my absolute biggest pet peeves is people that chew with their mouth open, eat like horses, slurp their drinks etc. (I've tried it, the food does not taste any different.)

And lately, I seem to be constantly surrounded by those people. I mean constantly! Obviously, unless they are my family or friends, I can't really say something to the culprit. I just have to deal with it.

This guy gets me: Click Here to see his blog.

There is nothing I can do and I won't speak up because I understand that it is petty. My only message can be - if I'm acting grumpy around you for no apparent reason, and you're eating - try closing your mouth and see if my mood instantly changes. ;)

Reflecting at 30…

2007-12-13T10:06:00.000-08:00

I am 30. 30! I feel that every year I add another year to my age and lose 2 years to my face. One day, I will get my legal ID confiscated because the bouncer won’t believe that I am the age it states on my license.

The surprises…

I thought that by this age, I would be married with 3 kids.

I have become more able to stick up for myself, even though people have no problems making one feel like crap if they speak their mind.
I had no idea that I would have come this far in my career.
Honestly, 30 doesn’t feel like anything. I didn’t wake up with any sort of epiphany about the meaning of life, why the sky is blue, or a million regrets.
I am not as nice as I used to be.
I can’t believe how many friends I actually have. I mean real, not fake, people that would do anything for me FRIENDS. We don’t have to talk every day of the week to stay in touch, but we always come back to the same relationship when we see each other.
I’ve been to 11 countries!!
I actually moved away from the familiar, to live in a foreign land (Wisconsin) for over 2 years – new job, no friends, no family – and came back to California with more friends and crazier experiences.
I still volunteer once a week.

The mistakes…
· I’ve learned so much about relationships – friends and boyfriends. Enough to avoid mistakes and stand up for myself.
· Let others’ make their own mistakes. People have blinders on, so it’s not worth it to beat them down. Now, I just say my peace – once. After that, it’s up to them. (And funny thing, I’ve always – yes always – been right.)
· Not trusting my own instincts. They’re always right too.
· Can’t change personalities. Either work with them if there is a reason to, or just avoid them if they bring you down.

· I should have exercised more.

The regrets…

None.

I still heart the Web

2007-12-12T09:57:00.000-08:00

Elf yourself is BACK! and you can now add more people - Elf Yourself

Trick out your Mouse at TrickedOutMouse.com - random but pretty fun. You can win $200 worth of stuff.

Elevator fear realized

2007-11-20T12:43:00.000-08:00

I’ve always been afraid of steep drops. As a kid, the scariest ride for me at Great America was ‘the Edge,’ a straight drop at hundreds of feet. (I still went on it though.)

But today was quite different. I was in an elevator going to the 6th floor and it suddenly dropped a floor as it hit the 5th floor, then proceeded back up to the 6th floor. My other elevator mate, who was a coworker, proceeded to grab the walls as I just stared in astonishment at the illuminating floor number lights. Needless to say, we ran out to safety as soon as the doors opened on the 6th floor.

If everything happens for a reason, here’s my take: Someone up there is trying to tell us to stop bitching, because life is short.

Now that I think about, it was kind of fun. Kidding. But the image of my coworker grabbing the walls will forever be etched in my mind – she was hilarious.

Alas, we were never a the point to test the theory of 'jumping when you hit the bottom.' Although, who knows if we would have remembered at the time - each of us thought of later, AFTER we were out of the elevator.

I will...

2007-11-19T17:55:00.000-08:00

be 30 in 21 days.

And there it is...

2007-11-01T19:30:00.001-07:00

My FIRST property bill...

Damn I'm old.

Get this

2007-10-24T15:04:00.000-07:00

I’ve been a bit crabby and inefficient lately and this is not due to my monthly visitor, thanks. And I’ve been getting these sporadic, painful headaches. (I do get migraines, but it has been a while and these headaches aren’t as bad as a migraine.)

More than ever, I’ve been doing things right for so long now – yoga at least twice a week, drinking tons of water, exercising, eating very healthy, getting a decent night’s sleep…so what’s the deal?

First, I just thought it was the influx of ‘stupid people’ in my life. You know the whole, ‘your environment’ affects your mood type of thing. Or maybe I’m just stressed from work or some crap like that.

Well, I had a doctor’s appointment and get this - It’s caffeine withdrawal!

But now that I think about it, I stopped drinking Starbucks a few weeks ago. I had no reason or desire to stop. It wasn’t a conscience decision. I just stopped. And if you know me, you KNOW that I am never at work without a Grande Chai (with a straw of course, because it stops tooth decay, my dentist says so…) Anyone else gone through this? It’s weird.

Anyway, apparently the only way to ‘get better’ is to drink a little caffeine or take a Tylenol.

Have to go – need some coffee to calm my headache.

Why...

2007-10-18T17:33:00.000-07:00

do people pick their nose when they are driving? Newsflash...we can SEE you...
is Jenna Bush more articulate then her dad?
do people really care about Britney Spears so much? I just don't get it. Let the girl live her life. Seriously, can't the girl go to Target or shave her head in peace?
do manufacturers develop fast consumer cars when there is always a speed limit?
do people not understand that the word 'pimp' is now a synonym for making something 'sick, phat, or tight?' To 'pimp' something is to embellish it.
do people look at me funny when I make fun of Indians (dots not feathers)?

Thin is in....

2007-10-01T16:33:00.000-07:00

Okay, hopefully this post doesn't make it on the list of PR announcements internally (like my post for the pink mouse). In case it does, I'll keep this post moderately positive. I have been quite MIA on my blog and antisocial for the past few months because I've been helping to launch these crazy new products at Kensington.

Honestly, they're pretty damn slick. And, I own a home now and need a bonus so dammit go buy some. (Preferrably from Amazon.com.)

The coolest product, I think, is this orange and/or black mouse that's wired and wireless. Seriously, it's wired and wireless. You open it up and it has a retractable cord (with a mini-usb plug). The USB receiver is stored under the mouse. You plug the cord in to the USB receiver. Check out the mouse demo. The other one that is cool is the desktop set. Here's the d esktop demo for that one.

Also, we just launched this line of 'SlimBlade' mice. (Don't get me started on the name.) But the colors of these mice are classy. And well, that's all that matters, right? Oh and they work too. There's a mobile trackball mouse, mice that double as presenters, etc. But I like the 'Ice Blue' one because the color reminds me of a BMW that I will never have. Anyway, check out the microsite.

I promise, the products are pretty unique. No, I can't get you a freakin discount - buy it from Amazon you cheapo.

O’d to Schu

2007-07-17T22:39:00.000-07:00

Roses are red,
Violets are blue.
This is a poem,
Titled ‘O’d to Schu.’

Schu was my third boss,
Where I now work.
If you messed with him,
He could be a big jerk.

But inside he’s a big softy.
Always trying to be cool.
Hanging around my cube,
Saying ‘Word,’ like a fool.

Shcu treated me very well.
To him, the Web world was new.
But whatever I needed of him,
He would diligently do.

His time has now come.
10 years to the day.
Where he must move on.
What can I say?

We’ll always stay in touch.
Thanks for the laughs.
And we will always share,
Memories of god damn PAFs.

I am the bionic woman!

2007-07-15T09:42:00.000-07:00

My friend accidentally closed the car door on my left hand. Entirely closed, shut and locked! After an after hour being in complete and utter shock and icing my hand numb, I was back at my desk typing my next, mundane email. I was able to make a fist, open and close my hand, no problem. I was moving my hand like nothing ever happened.

I always knew that my heart was made of stone, but my body too? That rocks.

Actually, I was just glad I didn’t have to deal with the R$#Q%#Q hospital or the insurance company. I would’ve dealt with the pain to avoid the wasteful health care system.

Quiz - Answer

2007-07-01T23:00:00.000-07:00

Nicole Richie ...

Ergonomic Feminine Products

2007-06-21T16:24:00.000-07:00

Once again, there is evidence that a male executive approved the messaging decision for a product targeted toward females – the maxi-pad.

It wasn’t humiliating enough to see a commercial with a tagline 'A Happy Period,’ with women frolicking, another maxi-pad commercial boasted the feature of ‘ergonomic fit.’ Don’t get me started.

However, my roommate, had the quote of the day when I told her these stories in exasperation. She said, “What does that mean? Do vaginas get carpal tunnel? What a bunch of idiots. ”

Quiz - Who is my celebrity look a like?

2007-06-19T17:29:00.001-07:00

No joke - in the last month, I have had 4 different people (mostly people that have met me for the first time) state, immedietely, that I look like a certain celebrity.

Besides the people who know..., can any of you guess who this may be?

I'll post the answer once I see some comments ;) Personally, I don't see the resemblance...

Crazy Awesome Web sites

2007-06-06T21:31:00.000-07:00

www.comcastic.com - amazing flash production
www.mappyhour.com - google map mashup - find a happy hour anywhere on the map!

I am officially a California homeowner.

2007-05-08T18:23:00.000-07:00

And broke. Broke as heyell. The home buying process is a bunch of crap man. I wish there was ONE place for us to go to get EVERYTHING. But NOOO. You have to search until your face is blue and then MAYBE you understand 15% of the information. So, if you're clueless like me, you should stay tuned for my next post. It will detail everything that I learned. And I encourage people to comment if you've had a certain experience about something. The only way to learn is we share our experiences. And if you don't need to know this stuff, just wait another month for another random post.

My sister's future child

2007-04-17T16:49:00.001-07:00

I know, I suck. I never update this thing. Random posts:

2007-04-17T10:11:00.000-07:00

“My parents anniversary is this next week. Wow, 37 years of hating each other,” - SS (my ‘husband’)
I’m in escrow! And because of it, I am once again reminded that I am an adult. Stay tuned for a LONG post that details everything that I have learned. There is no Web site out there that has everything in one place.
My little brother’s in Korea – reached there safely a few weekends ago.
Finally got a cool project approved at work. Not good enough to get me on Leno…yet.
CIOs are cool. ;)
I’m not related to Sanjaya. It’s not my fault that the call centers have shut down to vote for him. Sanjaya, man, every ABCD is a martyr of your success.
I still love Google. A lot. Sergey, please marry me. (Larry, I like you more like a brother.)

Jaded, bo-baded

2007-03-13T22:34:00.000-07:00

Okay, well maybe I went a little crazy on my post about the phrase “knowledge is power.” I admit, I like being a geek. Don’t get it twisted, I’m still irritated that we don’t utilize the tools that are available to us. BUT after my last stats class at Stanford today, I learned that even scientists are not apt to use the tools that are available to them. Now, that’s just crazy talk, but apparently true. My professor is actually trying to question the use of the 'scientific method' at Stanford.

How can we expect marketers to apply basic statistcs when the best of the best don't utilize it?

I learned so much in this class that I don’t think that I will believe data presented in any publication. I can just see myself reading Wired (one of my favorite magazines) and thinking, "That data can’t be true. They didn’t use a randomized controlled sample."

Move over Sergey, I think I now have a crush on Professor Walker. Hopefully he never finds my blog...

Another group of 'did you know' posts?

2007-03-12T22:51:00.000-07:00

Did you know that sometimes they don't change the gas station signs until later in the day? I was driving down south and I turned into a gas station with a sign that said that regular unleaded was $3.20. But, the price on the gas pump was $3.32. And this happened throughout my drive from Gilroy to Huntington beach. Interesting, eh?
I don't know who comes up with the names for our military missions. You know like - 'Dessert Storm' etc. There is a military mission to deport illegal aliens (mostly those that maybe criminals, etc.) and it's called 'Mission Return to Sender.' LOL. I'm NOT making this up. I heard it on NPR.

Does the phrase “knowledge is power” really hold true?

2007-02-27T22:37:00.000-08:00

Maybe I’m just jaded because I picked a profession with no real absolute. But why do we not utilize the paradigms that are already out there? Why don’t we use t-tests? Or find p-values? Mathematicians spent a shit load of time with their ghetto slide rules figuring this crap out. In this day and age, we have the most robust tools available (beyond Excel) and we just don’t use them in business. Maybe marketers wouldn’t get such a bad rep if we just applied a number that was beyond a percentage once in a while. And, maybe, it would actually be kind of fun because it would be stimulating.

I guess pharma, manufacturing, and research industries may be different. My vent my not apply to the disciplines that depend on data from clinical trials or productivity management.

Every time I’m learning something new, I don’t know whether to be excited that I learned it, or frustrated that I’m not using the knowledge for good. So, the knowledge just sits there, waiting for me, at the LEAST, to find another geek who will find appreciation in just talking about it.

Maybe I should have been an engineer…

Save the world, one pink mouse at a time!

2007-02-01T12:31:00.000-08:00

Most of you know that I'm a big charity buff. So check this out - Kensington just launched an awesome new wireless mouse today. It's a pink version of their best, high quality mouse. And, they will also be donating money to the American Heart Association’s 'Go Red For Women' movement. (I know, pink mouse, red cause...) Click on the image to learn more and find out where to buy one. I have one and it looks pretty slick with my pink nano and raspberry red Vaio. I look like a walking valentine's day card (barf). But I digress, the mouse is small enough to take with you so you don't have to keep using the annoying touchpad on your laptop. Anyway, save the world, one pink mouse at a time!

Jerk! Secret Spell! A note about SF Parking Rules.

2007-01-29T15:08:00.000-08:00

First of all, to the jerk who called in to get my car towed because it was blocking a millimeter of his/her driveway, I bestow upon you a secret spell. You will live the next 10 years as a celibate, bitter freak. Yeah, that's right, I hope that you don't have sex for the next 10 years you jerk!

Secondly, if any of you get your car towed in the city and pay to get it out of the lot, do not throw away the follow up letters you receive from the Department of Parking and Traffic. Turns out that when you pick up your car, you're only paying to GET your car. You then get a TICKET in the mail.

What a jerk off.

CES 2007

2007-01-14T15:30:00.000-08:00

Unforgettable Quotes

“It stretches from 3 to 6 inches” –RH
“Why don’t you ask him how big his database is” –TR
“To the left, to the left…” –TR
“I hate stupid people, too!” –RH
“Don’t be a pussy” –HS

Memories that deserve an 'honorable mention'

It was so cold during the sales meeting that certain peeps had to wear gloves – indoors.
Everyone in the Amazon meeting should win an Oscar for keeping a straight face as a certain someone leaned against the end table and knocked over the lamp and the CES awards while the president was talking.

Memories that should remain in Vegas

Attempting to exit any hotel.
Being handed questionable material on the street.
Hangovers.

Happy New Year, 'Forgetting/Remembering 2006'

2007-01-14T09:51:00.000-08:00

Pulling a John Kerry with my grad school decision..'I'm going, I'm not going, I'm taking the GMat, I'm not taking the GMat
Are you married yet? Are you married yet? When are you getting married? I bought a sari for your wedding but it's out of style now. $#*&(^(%
Miami Vaca - enough said. If you want to hear the entire story, block out 30 minutes for a conference call.
Fitting into my skinny jeans...code for...
Grew a business 542542% (Etail...beats retail in growth!!)
Continuing to wear 453 hats at work, but still managing to eat lunch everyday. Not too shabby. That will soon change...the eating lunch part I mean.
Met some of the coolest people on earth...you know who you are. If you don't, than you're not one of them. Just playin.
Continuing to meet some of the dumbest and wierdest people on this earth. Didn't they allocate a planet for those people yet?
Boys, boys, all sorts of boys...it was the year of mr. 'right nows'; note to Aunty G...you'll never get to wear that sari
Lived with a roommate and survived, and became good friends.
No regrets being back in California (sorry Jason, you'll have to find another online marketer for your company)
My little bro in the army...the only Indian kid. Crazy. But am so proud of him! One of the smartest people I know.

Girlfriend by surrender…

2006-12-18T17:51:00.000-08:00

Man, I was talking to a friend today about her relationship. In general, it’s fun to talk with her about her specific situation because of the cultural differences between her and her man. Her man, foreign born, is very modern and has lived in the US for about 5 years. But he has been conditioned by his culture so every now and then, thoughts from his upbringing transform into clinginess and overanalyzes. She, on the other hand, has grown up in the United States and is incredibly modern with modern values. He wanted a commitment and she wanted to date. (She can be a dude sometimes…it’s great because I can relate to that).

They had a fight over the weekend because one of their friends referred to him as her boyfriend, but then quickly muffled and said friend…ugh…boyfriend…well, friend. This pissed him off, so they got into a fight.

The result? My friend decided to be his girlfriend to avoid the crap.

She surrendered!!!!

Now if they get married (sorry girl, but have to go there) and their kids eventually ask how they got together, I foresee another fight. Because the story won't be a romantic tale how they kissed in the rain and they just ‘knew’ that they didn't want to be with anyone else….no not at all.

Because she will way… ‘Well, I surrendered.’

It's my barday!

2006-12-09T12:21:00.000-08:00

;) that's all I got. If you want details...you'll have to ask.

Partay starts at9:30....

Cingular's Cheats Consumers - Watch out

2006-11-25T14:19:00.000-08:00

If you have become part of this massive text page generation, watch out for extra charges from Cingular. Check your bills meticulously because they have upgraded plans, WITHOUT LETTING THEIR CONSUMERS KNOW. The plans are the same price and you get more, BUT you have to call to get this upgraded.

My situation - I had the 'media basics bundle' that included 200 text pages. I was looking at the site, and they changed/upgraded the bundle to 400 text pages, etc, but it's the same name. Your services aren't grandfathered in and they won't credit you.

The only good thing is that when you do upgrade, they won't make you exend your rate plan for another 10 years.

No Starbucks for three days!!!

2006-11-08T14:35:00.000-08:00

Okay - I've saved $9.25. I am a little bitchy, but I can't tell if that's just normal me or non-starbucks me. ;)

I don't know why I'm killing the starbucks, but I'm rolling with this. I'll keep y'all posted on how much I save. Because, yes, you care.

11/10/06: Still no starbucks, have saved $16.25

2006-11-05T21:16:00.000-08:00

Show Stopper

It’s Personal!

2006-10-11T16:28:00.000-07:00

I have started tutoring kids again on a weekly basis for the Emergency Housing Consortium. (by the way, if you would like to donate anything – computers, peripherals, books, etc, I know it would be greatly appreciated). EHC is a Santa Clara County organization for homeless families that are trying to get back on their feet.

If you know me at all, you know that I absolutely LOVE kids, probably because I’m a big kid myself. Man, have times changed. When I tutored about 4 years ago, the kids did not have internet access in the computer center. Well, now they do. And they have to be very closely monitored. Here is a brief excerpt of my conversation with a little girl who was using the internet to check her email:

Rakhi: Really, who are you emailing?

Little Girl: My friends!

Rakhi: What do you talk about? Wait…do you talk about boys????

Little Girl (with a goofy smile on her face): That’s PERSONAL!!!!

Rakhi (trying very hard not to laugh): Oh really?? So, is he cute? Do you have a boyfriend?

Little Girl (turning pretty red): I told you, that’s PERSONAL!!

[Another tutor yells that it’s time to clean up]

I look at the little girl’s email while another tutor tells her that she needs to shut her computer down. He then proceeds to ask her if she knows how to shut down a computer.

Little Girl (With a ‘matter of fact’ attitude): Well of course I do! After all, I’m 8!

Can I put this on my resume?

2006-09-17T18:04:00.000-07:00

Recently, I attended a company sponsored event - a tailgate and Stanford/Navy football game. In true Indian girl style, I offered to bring something - my homemade salsa. And sure, I've received a marriage proposal or two from people who have enjoyed my cooking (mostly from women), but never a compliment from a CEO. The CEO of Kensington complimented me on my salsa! So, can I put this on my resume?

If not, I have great leverage at work when I'm in a tough situation. I can imagine myself in a meeting, receiving push back for a project or task...at that point, I would merely exclaim, "Well the CEO likes my salsa. So you better get my $hit done!"

Okay, maybe not. But I still thought it was cool.

My Brother just Called

2006-07-24T15:42:00.000-07:00

I am so excited right now! Can't contain myself. For those of you who may not know, my brother left for bootcamp a few months ago and we all miss him! But he just called me!!! He's doing incredibly well. He sounds in high spirits. The army is keeping him fit and he's making good friends with the guys in his platoon. He says that it's pretty crazy but it's manageable. After he graduates from bootcamp in August, he's going to go into 6 month advance training to learn how to fly helicopters!!

Thanks for everyon'e support during this crazy time. My little bro's all grown up!

GMAT Bootcamp

2006-07-16T13:08:00.000-07:00

Okay world, I'm not antisocial - I just forgot how to add and multiply. So, in an effort to conquer the stupid world of standardized testing, I will be studying non-stop (or close to non-stop) for this stupid, stupid test. Blog entries, phone calls, and celebrity appearances may be even more scarce than usual. Worse of all, and this is the most heartbreaking part, I may not be parading the bars at night...well not as often as usual. Kids, the streets will be safer.

Please pray to the powers that be that I come out of this test alive. And of course, even if I don't hit my target score, my head will be filled with useless facts that I will never, ever, use in marketing again. (2 is the only even prime number people!!! If you actually use this specific piece of information at your current job, please comment. Thanks.)

What are you still doing? Start praying dammit!

This past week's horoscope

2006-07-01T21:07:00.000-07:00

It was a tough work week for me, and I will stick to my personal 'Netiquette' by not discussing the details on my blog. When I read my weekly horoscope, I couldn't believe how right on and inspiring it was. Sometimes, as emotional humans, we just need some validation. No matter where it comes from...

Here it is:

It's no one's fault. Your energies are just mismatched. You proceed through the world with a certain personality, a distinct style, and the clash you experience on Monday and Tuesday is just a minor -- and perhaps fleeting -- incompatibility with someone. Under other circumstances, you might even take to this person. Wednesday and Thursday are incredible days -- luck, travel and cheerfulness are all in the stars. Friday returns you to the same sort of struggles that defined the beginning of the week. People! Do your best and smile a lot to get through it. By Sunday, you're smiling because you mean it.

Paris Hilton has an album!!!!

2006-06-22T10:11:00.000-07:00

Whenever I have a day of tedious tasks ahead of me, I always login to launch.com and put on my big a$$ noise cancelling headphones to concentrate. Yes, I have ADD, must do 8 things at a time. Probably the main reason I can't sit and take a 4 hour test like the GMAT.

But I digress...

Can you believe it? Paris Hilton has an album! Or maybe just a single, not sure. Either way, her voice is not too bad, but what's with everyone becoming a singer? The song is called: Stars are blind.

And before I forget, launch.com is free so you have to listen to their commercials unless you subscribe to their service. But their commercials are freakin hilarious. I have to get back to my 85,262,609 tedious. Login just to listen to their commercials. I promise it's worth it.

Family

2006-06-20T13:20:00.000-07:00

I’m not going to sugar coat my life by saying it’s easy being Indian. But, I have some of the coolest aunts, uncles, and cousins. My aunts will party with us, my cousins will throw down in a heartbeat if someone's messing with you, and my parents will always ask if we need money. (I make my own money now, dad, remember?)

I was at my cousin’s wedding in LA this weekend and just seeing everyone in one place made me realize how lucky I was. This group especially has been so behind my career choices, have always gone out of their way to include me in events and always made sure that I was taken care of. I feel very sorry for the boy that will have to compete with these cousins. More than that, each one of them is intelligent, open minded, and down to earth. Kirk, Bud (and Harsh), Vinnie, Anita and anyone I may have missed (can’t forget the Masis – you know who you are)….you all rock. Thanks for existing. And mom and dad, you guys rock too. You are all my guardian angels.

To the next generation of Bhabees – welcome to the family. These boys will take good care of ya’ll. (Had to add some Texas accent in there).

Sorry!

2006-06-12T16:45:00.001-07:00

I swear, there are a million situations that take place on a monthly basis where I think to myself, ‘I should blog this.’ Just never happens. So here is the novel like update on my life.

Having a roommate: This has turned out to be an absolute blast. I didn’t think that I would be having as much fun. My roommate and I are complete girly girls and have proceeded to contribute to the bay area retail business in a crazy way. In addition, she loves my cooking. I think that she’s just not that picky. Our joke is that we’re married, she’s the husband. At least I made my parents proud by marrying a doctor.

Marriage: Still not married. But love dating! My mom wants me to ‘pick someone’ by the end of the year. Yeah, because it’s that easy mom. (see, I can talk about my mom, because my mom still doesn’t know how to check her own email so I know she won’t read my blog.) But, my parents should be happy about the added benefits of working at Kensington. I now have a new network of matchmakers/big brothers/sisters. Mom and Dad, Atlanta and the OC are covered.

Relationships: Can long distance relationships really work? I don’t think so anymore. I used be a hopeless romantic, but lately, I’ve just been hopelessly indifferent. Everything is just so much work. I don’t want to change guys or have them change me. I don’t want to think about moving somewhere. I like where I live and I really enjoy my job. Indian boys are all the same though. But, they’re making that same generalization about me too – that Indian girls are the same of course. And guys that like me, I don’t like them back in the same way and vice versa.

Reconnecting: This is still going on. I absolutely love it. Not only am I meeting old friends again, I’m meeting their new friends and developing an incredible network of people.

My brother: I have not talked about this with many people, but my brother left for the army not too long ago. I’m proud of him and the person that he has become. And, I’m proud that he has found a way to combine all of his passions in life by joining the army. I have never seen him so happy or so at peace with life. I still don’t like thinking about him being anywhere near danger, but I’m just being selfish. I know this. It’s not about me. For once.

Funny noises: Do you make funny noises? Well I met someone that does. And he makes them A LOT. The funny thing is that he never even knew that he was making them. Frankly, I don’t know how you could not know. I think I gave this dude a complex. Rightfully so. Noises are weird man. Drives me nuts.

Grad School: Don’t even know what to say here. I’m taking the GMAT again and Kaplan again. If I don’t hit the scores that I need for my target schools, it’s officially not meant to be. I’ll just stick fooling people that I have an MBA by reading and networking and kicking butt at work. And then, I’ll get on the Apprentice.

Birds: I hate them. We have so many by our apartment and I only got 5 freakin hours of sleep because the stupid birds were loudly chirping at 3am. I mean really, what the hell are they doing? And more importantly, get a room! I mean is this something you can complain to your apartment manager about? I bet all the residence in my entire complex had less sleep than normal last night. And most of you who know me, you know that I can sleep through anything. Stupid birds. Hate them. My roommate suggested putting pesticides on the balcony.

Until next year. No really, I'll write more often. Promise.

You so steezy...

2006-04-02T10:54:00.000-07:00

If you really want to be a cool kid around the block in Tahoe (or any snowboard resort), use this word...'steezy.' After extensive research (consulting the local girl at the snow shop and the snowboard instructor)...the word comes from the two words 'stupid' and 'easy.'

And then there was 1…

2006-03-20T17:37:00.000-08:00

My apartment is empty again…Friday, the last of the three Wisconsites left to go home. Four of them total, stayed with me for a week and after a while, it just felt normal. Normal, in California. We started to become more like brothers and sisters. Fun was had and quirks came out. Unfortunately, I did have to work the whole week, but I was very proud of how self sufficient they were. They went wine tasting, hung out on the beach, and toured the sites of San Francisco. I took them to local spots – San Jose’s version of cheers (O'Flaherty's), my office, SCU, local restaurants, and of course the resident San Francisco Gender Illusionist bar, Asia SF. I think it’s been a long time since any of us have ever danced that much!

Each visitor is now to either visit again in June or move to the bay area or both. I can’t take much credit for that though. Sure I gave them a free place to stay. But even after the horrible weather they experienced (horrible for California standards…), it was the charm of San Francisco they fell in love with. And, it was awesome to see the bay through their eyes. I know why I moved away, it was a good, important, personal reason, but they reminded me of the things that I always took for granted. And, I think that many Californians can take this area for granted – getting lost in the high cost of living and well, work to pay for the high cost of living.

In memorandum…

-Paul’s morning greeting to me (while he’s half asleep and I’m leaving for work bright and early in the morning…)… “Make lots of money!!”
-Ryan’s fascination for palm trees. And, whoa… “I’m a minority here”
-Benko’s fascination for everything. And ultimately the realization of why I was so miserable in Wisconsin.
-Luc’s need to wake up early and write a short story. And his observation that ‘everything looks like a movie set around here.’
-Northern California…is not LA, thank goodness…otherwise I don’t think their view of California would have been so positive.
-Real Mexican food…and well, real Mexicans…and Indians, and Asians, etc…
-Each helped the retail economy by buying clothes they couldn’t afford.
-Union square at Hotel Diva… “view or quiet? the room with the view, please.” Yeah, if by view you mean a small window looking over the stairwell, then yeah, view.

The blog update

2006-02-26T17:55:00.000-08:00

I must be the only eCommerce manager on earth without a computer, hence the lack of posts on currynightmare.com. Don’t fret, I just pre-ordered my raspberry red Sony Vaio! In the meantime, below are three new posts to keep you, well, posted. Sorry, stupid joke.

Tribute to bosses

2006-02-26T17:54:00.000-08:00

I have been very lucky in my career to have the best bosses ever. Each one has been smart, compassionate, and well, funny. Of course I’m not mentioning your names, but here are my fondest memories of the past and present…

Boss #1:
The one who gave the ambitious intern a chance. He ran through the halls trying to figure who did the European report, only to find it was the 21 year old college student with no European experience. Wondering why my real boss didn’t care, this new one took me under his wing. I went with him to three different companies. He was/is my liberal big brother/dad. My real dad wants me to get married; my liberal one wants me to get my MBA. Fondest moment: when his wife had a baby, he called me to tell me that “I had a little sister.”

Boss #2:
Two birds with one stone, the first woman and Vice President that I reported to. She convinced me, somehow, to move to Wisconsin for this crazy global Web job. That in itself is a testament to her ability to be convincing; the one who taught me, indirectly, that 'opportunity' really means 'fix our mess.' She is also one of the most brilliant people that I know. And, a true friend. She hated being introduced as my boss. Fondest moment: too many to choose from, but the best, was when she set me up with someone that worked for her little sister. I still think that they were both devising a plan to make us stay in Wisconsin. Nice try ladies!

Boss #3 (my current boss):
Now it must be surprising that I’m already writing about my current boss. It’s been all of 5 months that I’ve been working for him. The great thing about this guy is that he uses words like ‘skuttlebutt’ and really thinks I’m incredibly smart and cool. Boy do I have him fooled! No, but seriously now. He has this incredible ability to deliver negative messages without anyone thinking he’s an a$$hole. Don’t know how he does it. In fact, I think people like him more after he’s done it. Fondest moment: When I verbally accepted my job offer, he told me that “I made his day.”

Best Valentine’s ever

2006-02-26T17:53:00.000-08:00

I was on cloud 9 this year for Valentine ’s Day. I received two sets of flowers…one at work, one at home and I actually got asked out on a date! Three different boys! No more details on a public blog… ;)

Guys are wierd/marriage

2006-02-26T17:51:00.000-08:00

I’m probably taking a major risk by approaching this topic here, but I’m sure that most of my Indian (independent) girls will probably agree with me anyway. All you married people are so lucky that you weren’t born in our generation. We’re like this weird dichotomous generation mixed with ‘I want to marry my mom’ boys and a mix of super traditional or completely independent girls. I have a ton of guy friends and just listening to them about their dating woes can be exhausting. They can find the perfect girl and they will dump her for someone hotter. They can find the girl that’s into sports, but then she’s not pretty enough. The sweet, innocent girl is never outgoing enough. And my favorite, the girl that turns psycho after they meet them. Oh wait, and the other favorite, the guy that goes around dating girls of all races through college and high school, breaks their hearts because ‘their parents will only accept a nice Indian girl.’ And I thought I was picky.

I don’t seem to fit any of those molds, because I consider myself a walking paradox. At this stage in my life, there is a reason that I let them come to me. Because the moment you make the first move, you’re too forward and you’re in love with them. Or the moment you ask something like ‘where is this going,’ (in a reasonable time frame, not after 2 dates), the guy starts bolting for the nearest bar. Or I’m too independent for some of them which means I may wear the pants. Or I’m too Indian for some of them because I can speak the language and can cook the food. And the other thing about guys, you can’t assume anything anymore. Because the moment you think they’re being nice and you are just ready to maybe be happy and get excited, something will happen.

Marriage – my least favorite question is ‘are you looking?’ Really what the hell does that mean? Of course I’m looking. I’ve been looking since I was 5, had my wedding planned since I was 6, and picked my children’s names (Dev/Devon, Seetha, Rani) when I was 7 (okay maybe more like 19 but you get my point). It’s amazing that our Indian community doesn’t understand suicide, depression and well, single people when they’re the ones that influence it. Indian people have this particular skill of making you feel like crap because you’re not married. And, they brainwash people around them (their kids, siblings, etc) to think that way too. Marriage monopolizes all conversation topics. Number 2 on the list is probably cooking. I actually had my own cousin tell me that I made the biggest mistake of my life by moving to Wisconsin for my career because it hindered me from meeting an Indian guy to marry. I mean, wow. When I have kids and teach them about the world that I got to see, he’ll be busy raising more closed minded kids.

I know that you may conclude that I’m quite bitter after reading this. Quite the contrary, I’m just very self aware. And I may have not always had the best luck, but I’ve always pulled through, without any real moral support. And I love guys. Love them all...they have the power to make me feel like I'm on top of the world...especially the dorky white guys ;)

Inventions

2006-02-03T19:03:00.000-08:00

In between meetings, my co-worker and I began a witty banter related to ''the next best thing"
-the hovering car-credits to one with initial SV...; and the pen that writes in different fonts with a laser...now that I think about it, didn't Palm already invent that?
-mine - the universal iPod concept - as compact media storage library that you will be able to use to display formats on multiple systems...and accessories companies will go crazy! And it will come in different colors and it will play a million songs...and ....and...and...

Venting...

2006-02-03T18:59:00.000-08:00

Seriously, I have way too much time on my hands? Ironic since it takes me over a month between posts sometimes to write something...(responding to a comment from my last blog)...on top of that, I have to run to the business center every now and then since I don't own my computer. but yeah, I have way too much time on my hands. So much that I type so fast that I don't spell correctly sometimes...and what does that say for you if you're sitting hear reading this post? ...ahh feel better now...off to my anger management class now.

Happy New Year!

2006-01-30T17:17:00.000-08:00

Memories from India:

1. Street signs that motivate safe driving:
"speed thrills but kills"
"drink and drive is not alive"
"better late than never"

2. "Just chillll...just chilll" (ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh)

3. Visiting people for the sake of visiting people. We arrive, they ask us if we want water, we say no because we're not sure if it's bottled, they say it's 'bisleri' (a brand of bottled water) we still say 'no' (not no 'thank you;, but just 'no'), then we all stare at each other in silence. Then 2 minutes later we leave. WHY DID WE EVEN GO THERE???

4. Brats. Brats. Brats. India has to be the brat capital of the world. Where do they get their damn lungs?

5. Toilets. Really, can't even talk about it. So gross.

6. Electricty still went out every night....got so boring after the weddings and new years parties were over. I finished 4 books and got everyone in the village hooked on Sudoku.

7. Bumped into more people from California in Mumbai and Valsad then I ever expected.

8. Juhu Beach - new years...best pick up lines:
"your eyes could save the entire world"
"your features are so exuberant"
what?

9. I almost met a pilot from california (as a possible romantic interest). But in the time it took me to build my courage to meet him and then tell my dad about it (oh, about 10 hours) he was engaged.

10. I had fresh chai and great food EVERYDAY!

11. My mendhi turned out black...meaning...I'm meeting a man this year! (because ALL Indian superstitions are true, right?)

12. more coming up....

Greetings, from Mumbai

2005-12-31T01:50:00.001-08:00

I'm sitting here in the business center of the immaculate Marine Plaze Hotel in Mumbai, India. I left my dad's village of Matwad yesterday so I could experience the new years nightlife in this Indian modern city. Mumbai is fascinating - complete with its own neighborhoods like any city (New York, SF, etc.) and the people are a mix of traditional and modern. I'm staying in the Marina area which is on the coast of the Arabian Sea. The weather has been magnificent and I'm looking forward to spending the evening partying in the posh circles of Mumbai. My real hope is that I bump into a Bollywood star.

I have been taking notes almost everyday so this blog entry is merely a message to say Happy New Year!

I'll leave you with this - it's been a tough year around the world but count your blessings for what you have today. I have been staying in a village for the past 10 days where the water still isn't pure, hot water for a bath is a luxury, the electricity goes out every afternoon, yet the people are full of love, life, and pride.

See you next year - I miss you all!

How immature am I?

2005-12-15T14:25:00.000-08:00

Words that make me laugh:
-poo
-gyration
-male end, female end, backflow preventer (fiskars products)

It's been a while....

2005-11-25T13:00:00.000-08:00

I know, I know, I have become lazy with my blog entries. Life has just become so busy, but I've still had my 'I'm going to blog about this' moments. So, here they are:

1) Business dinners: First of all, let me start by saying...I love my job. I was at a business dinner with colleagues and of course, I was the youngest one at the table. No boyfriend, no family, no kids. The best part of the night was hearing about everyone else's kids and their potty training experiences. The quote of the evening: "Poo - poo goes in the potty."

2) Going to India: For the first time ever...I will be partying in Bombay! My brother and I will be spending new years at bars in Bombay. Can't wait.

3) Accents: Still not a fan.

4) Marriage: Some people in our lovely Indian community were trying to hook my brother up with a girl that I consider my little sister. Gross.

5) Getting Old: I've been spending more and more time with my grandparents. And, it finally hit me that they're not going to be around for much longer. This may be the depressing part of this post, but I have to blog about it. As a tribute to my grandfather, I actually sat at the dinner table with him and endured him chewing with his mouth open for a half an hour. (My BIGGEST pet peeve.)

6) Starbucks: Open on Thanksgiving until 5pm! Great for me, sucks for their employees. Couldn't believe it. And, they're open on Christmas too.

7) GMAT: Don't ask.

8) Turning 28 soon: Glad I'm not married, wish I was married. Depends on when you ask me.

9) Snow: Don't miss it. It has been in the 70s all week. Winter skips California.

10) Black Friday: scary!

Fun stuff

2005-11-04T15:07:00.000-08:00

My couch arrives next week. I have not owned a couch for 2 and a half years!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

god i'm hungover.

Ugh!

2005-10-29T22:04:00.000-07:00

People need to:

-stop saying 'you know what I mean? you know what I mean?'
-repeating, REPEATING, REPEATING!!!
-get laid.
-stop freaking out!!! Life really isn't that hard
-get over stupid things
-talking your ear off about absolutely nothing!
-at least PRETEND like they're listening
-be reliable.
-bitching (venting is okay. bitching ALL THE TIME is annoying).
-say what they mean and mean what they say

whew. all better now. ;)

Jason, this one's for you

2005-10-27T15:09:00.000-07:00

Usually, I refrain from posting about day at work, or anything related to my career for that matter, for very obvious reasons. Today is an exception.

I had a meeting with my developer today, nothing majorly important, just needed to run a few things by him. Well, my boss sits in the cube behind me and typically here all of my conversations. Except of course, when he's wearing Kensington's Noise Canceling Headphones. ha!

Anyway, the developer and I are getting into a friendly debate about pop windows - everyone who knows me, knows my view already. And out of nowhere, my boss stops us and says, he has the answer.

Ajax.

Although this had nothing to do with what we were talking about, I was impressed that he knew what it was.

Miss Congeniality

2005-10-21T13:27:00.000-07:00

I’ve been back in California here for almost 2 weeks now and my girl Benko has been telling me to read her tribute to me on her blog. In my typical passive-aggressive demeanor, I’ve been avoiding it because I don’t want to get sad and miss her more than I already do. And, funny, Benko, I didn’t want to cry. (After reading your post, this was ironic.)

Benko, seriously, you’re amazing. You even made Wisconsin fun, without even making out with me. (And that time we woke up in a compromised situation doesn’t count.) It didn’t matter where we were, who we were with, somehow, we just had a blast. Smoke breaks, work lunches (but you said, but you said I could have the breadsticks…). Plus you introduced me to the coolest people who also just took me in. But that’s just the kind of person you are, Miss Congeniality.

So, as a tribute to you, I am adding to your list of memories:

1. Rakhi asks “Benko, can you pick me up?” Benko replies, tired and hungover on a Sunday morning, “Ughhhh sure..okay, where are you?” Rakhi – “I don’t know”
2. Listening to the endless conversation about poop between you and Jason on the way back to work from lunch. Seriously, how can one girl ‘idemnify’ one minute and talk about poop the next? You are truly 'a lady and a scholar.'
3. In Paris:
-Paris train station: ‘Ta ta na TA NA!!!’
-Can you hook us up with free Alcohol? Ugh…Rakhi…why is he going in the back room. I hope he didn’t think we wanted…
-“let’s hitchhike”
-Okay, put your face like this, okay now squat, now look over there and put your hand under your chin. That's a great picture!!
4. in Brussels
-Do you like the “Puff Dadeee?”
-Benko leaves the bar to go to the bathroom – Rakhi asks the bartender – so do you have a girlfriend. He says, yes, but she lives in Greece. Rakhi says – that doesn’t count, so what do you think of my friend?
5. Benko – stick this candle in my ear so it clears up my head.
6. Kiss me on the cheek!
7. Bob!!!!!! Get off of me.
8. Poopty Poopty Pants; Shworteen teen; Bang Bang Bang (AAAAAAAHHHH)
9. Let's go the Willage and talk about the privacy policy.
10. And for the grand finale, this is a tribute to your absolute wit and your ability to take normal every day words and make me crack the f%$@^%$ up.

10a. Mountain Dew

10b. SHREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, don't crash into the shree, watch out for the shree

10c. Dhruv, like I dhruv to the store?

10d. Can I have a benchod latte, with a shot of tari garn

10e. And my favorite - Chicken Tikka Masala Babies

10f. I have gas. In class.

10g. "Aaaasss...Aaaaas..."

10h. I'm going to keep adding more as I think of them.

So, MOVE TO SUNNYVALE!! Forget Marquette – check out SCU: http://www.scu.edu/law/, then, we’ll play a real game of kiss and diss at Molly Maggees and get 'sy drunkel.'

Benko-ben, I’m so glad I met you.

Lunch for a quarter

2005-10-21T12:41:00.000-07:00

Everything in our vending machine is a quarter!!! and...soda, fancy drinks (orange juice, etc.) are FREE! And there is free coffee mate (3 flavors) in the fridge for ANYONE, so your coffee doesn't taste like sandpaper.

woo hoo!

"Dude"

2005-10-20T08:23:00.000-07:00

Since I broke my daily blogging streak, I had to post something quickly. This is short, but good.

Our internal number to helpdesk, is “dude.”

Lawrence Expressway meets Bollywood

2005-10-16T17:44:00.000-07:00

I am in heaven - for the third day in a row, I have had idli sambar (rice cakes in a lentil sauce) and pav bajee (Indain sloppy joe)!!! THIRD DAY IN A ROW! All at different places.

Today though, was the most memorable. I saw an Indian grocery store near me and thought I would stroll in. I was expecting a small, mom/pop store - yeah, not so much. This store was like your local Safeway! Full on grocery section, labeled aisles, 4...yes 4 checkout stands with computers, and are you ready? I don't think you are. 2 FLAT SCREEN TVS playing Bollywood movies (in the video rental section of course.) And, to top it off, a little restaurant inside with all my Indian 'cart' favorites.

Everyday, I'm discovering something new that makes me just glad I live here again.

Tomorrow's my first day at my new job...

Like old times...

2005-10-16T02:41:00.000-07:00

I love hanging out with my sister because we get into crazy situations....

god...IDIOT..................

Confessions of a short, stubborn, control freak.

2005-10-14T14:20:00.000-07:00

Being the impatient control freak that I am, I wanted to paint my apartment within 2 days before I started my new job. Makes sense, right? Well, instead of asking for help with any aspect of this paint job, I did everything myself, with no prior knowledge on the basics of painting. This resulted in four annoying trips to Home Depot, wasted purchases, and countless tension regarding almost falling off the the step stool ladder thing. Oh, and let's not forget the random spots of chocolote brown on the cieling.

I'm still proud that I'm independent and I like to get things done.

I just wish I was taller sometimes. Like yesterday, when I was painting.

I need a man to do this shit.

Sunnyvale Wins

2005-10-13T14:22:00.000-07:00

I'm going to just give up on keeping score - Sunnyvale Wins.

Here are a few reasons why:
In and out burger - 5 minutes away
3 Indian restaurants - on my street alone
Hot guy working at Home Depot
Another sunny day, clear skies
Non-stop good music on the radio
My cousin working in the I-tunes department at Apple (just had lunch with her)
My Dad offering to pay for my furniture
My girl friends
My grandma's cooking
Passing by Oracle, Ebay, Sun, Lockheed, Apple, Yahoo, Google, etc.
Molly Magee's and Palo Alto - a cheap cab ride away
Endless memories coming back to me by just passing by places I used to go - parks, restaurants, etc.

Madison: 2 and Sunnyvale: 0

2005-10-11T16:16:00.000-07:00

My new apartment is a major dissapointment. Props to Madison on its property design. Even though their civil engineers may not have gone to Santa Clara, they could probably teach the people here a thing or two. Don't get me wrong, it is a nice place, but not worth what I am paying for it.

Apartment Dwelling +1 Madison; I loved the tracklighting, the walk in closet space, and the massive bathroom

Apartment surroundings +1 Madison; being near Target and the grocery store, definately a plus

Madison, Wisconsin - Buh Bye

2005-10-09T16:31:00.000-07:00

Today is my last day in Madison - the end of an era.

Last night was my going away party and surprisingly, I'm not too hung over. I can't believe the number of people that showed up last night. A blend of the new and old Fiskars crew, some very cool German folks, and who could forget the many boys from the past. Thanks to everyone who came out. It meant so much to me. I love you guys and wish I could bring you back to California with me.

Benko, I'm going to miss your Pad, but not your cats. Mays, Thanks for the symbolic butterflies, Luc - Thanks for the Martinis, Tim - thanks for the laughs, Webteam - thanks for just being there, Gays - thanks for just being the crazy mo-fos that you are, Kiersten - Don't let Noah forget his Masi - Schwake, thanks for representing the Port-O-Party, Greta, we'll always have Helsinki.

It was such a magnificent fall day today so I decided to drive to downtown and walk down the famous State Street one last time as a resident of Wisconsin. As I drove down John Nolen, I took in my favorite view of this aesthetically magnificent downtown. Looking over Lake Monona, I could see the Roman arch shaped windows of Frank Lloyd Wright's famous Monona Terrace. The lake looked calm deep blue reflecting off the clear sky. Finally, I could see the Capitol Dome without it being surrounded by cranes.

I found rockstar parking on Gillman, and walked toward State Street. State street was alive with street musicians, students, and probably a tourist or two. I thought, what a great place this must be for college students.

As I walked down this microcosm of Madison, I couldn't help but think of all the good times I have had here...

Three's Company (Yes, I was Jack...) - we had many lemon drops at State Street Brats, Johnny O's and Bullfeathers. Remembering Wando's conjured up memories of me yelling at the bouncer for not letting the 'Gays' in. Boy, I will get my butt kicked one day if I don't keep my mouth shut.

I walked pass Paul's club - where the only boyfriend I had here would come with me and his friends. I learned how to snowboard while taking a trip to Utah with them although I don't think I ever made 'Varsity.' However, there were many great memories from that time.

Passing by the stench of stale beer and I knew - I was near what Benko likes to call 'The Pube.' Somehow, you always had a good time there because Rufus would hook you up.

After those nights, it was inevitable to get something greasy to eat. Whether it was Pauli and me at Taco Bell or the entire crew at Casa. And somehow, I always bumped into Jeramiah!

As I passed the Walgreen's on Lake and State, I had to walk in and buy a disposable camera to capture one last still picture of the capitol building peaking through the endless brown and orange trees.

Who could forget the crazy Badger tailgates? My fondest memory was waking up to a cleaning bell in the Frank Lloyd Wright mansion.

But I digress. I have to mention and will probably never forget the Dry Bean, Cherry Pie, Quaker Steak and Lube, and Kitt's Korner. Shout out to the West Side!

I may have talked a lot of smack about this town, but it is now and will always be a part of me. I've grown thicker skin and I think, just maybe, that Madison benefited from having a loud little Indian girl to shake things up.

Madison Wisconsin will stick in my memory databank like an old boyfriend or a sentimental old t-shirt that I could never throw away or a best friend that I loved and hated at the same time. Times were good and bad, sometimes extremely good or equally bad. But everyone should do this once in their life if they can. Test yourself, take a risk, push boundaries, try something that you have never tried before and get out of your comfort zone.

Madison, Wisconsin - as much as I love(d) to bitch about you, when I leave here, I promise - I got your back. And thanks for hooking me up with Chicago.

5 more days....

2005-10-05T07:28:00.000-07:00

The $@%$#@ movers for my car didn't show up...UGH!

Break up with him!!!!!!!!!

2005-10-05T07:21:00.000-07:00

All my girls know that I am pretty harsh when it comes to 'break up' advice - especially when a man is messing with a good friend of mine. I was elated when I watched the Today show this morning. The author of 'He's Just Not Into You' was a guest along with his wife. They both pretty much validated everything that I have said repeatedly. I should've written the book first. Here's a brief synopsis -

Cut him off completely for 60 days: No phone calls, Get a ‘break up buddy’ (someone to call when you feel like calling him), absolutely NO DRUNK DIALS, Keep yourself busy
You can’t really be friends with a bad break up: "Not taking resume for new friends, I have enough. I’ll file it away for later if I’m interested"
Why, WHY, WHY did he break up with me? He’s just not into you – so who cares? It’s the never ending question so just move on. If you over think it, you're lame.
Will a cheating guy ever change? NO.

Now that I'm so good at breaking up - maybe I should work on finding a man...

7 More Days!

2005-10-03T12:34:00.000-07:00

Okay, I understand that I will sound like a valley girl on this post but, man, I'm totally freakin out. I'm sick of packing, annoyed with random unreliable people, and well, I think I need anger management. Just playin.

Whew. I feel better now.

How does a person so little own so much crap?!?!?

11 more days...

2005-09-28T20:55:00.000-07:00

until I leave Wisconsin

holy crap - and it still hasn't hit me yet. To be honest, my emotions are mixed. Yeah the winters sucked, working with elves was not fun, and whole football thing, not for me. On the other hand, I've been to Paris more than times I can count, mastered Chicago, and put a footprint or two in a 350 year old company. (This International VP emailed me today, with this great praise about how much I contributed to the company; I didn't even think he knew my name.) Not too shabby I guess for a 27 year old.

Not to mention my crazy ass, metro friends - benkoben, the 'gays,' and the each of my unique coworkers are going to be missed. You freaks better come visit me! I luw you guys man.

I'm freaked to go home and deal with the family obligations but stoked to move into my new apartment.

If any Califronians are reading this, you may get a little offended but at least I warned you. Living in the midwest and traveling to random small towns in Europe has definately changed my perspective. Californians, in my experience, are just too 'busy' to go for a walk or visit someone who is 20 minutes away. Public transportation is just not an option. I hope I don't fall into that trap again. After living in Wisconsin 2 and half hours away from Chicago - I still visited that city more often than I ever did San Francisco in the 25 years I lived in the North Bay. And the quality of life is very different in Wisconsin. My neighbor baked me brownies when I had a bad day! Shoot, if your neighbor in Cali makes you brownies, they're probably of the 'special' nature.

And seriously, what the hell is up with that stupid law that if there is a one in 8 gazillion chance that you get cancer from an ingredient in your product, you have to put it on packaging...man, Cali can be wack. Thank gooodness I won't have to worry about that at my next job.

Later

Bugs are falling!

2005-09-20T06:53:00.000-07:00

Not in the mood for this today…it’s my second to last week here at Fiskars…I arrive to work…it felt like someone threw something at my head…turns out it was a f%$@^$@# CENTIPEDE!

Why do these STUPID things happen? I ran, screamed, and these two gracious co-workers, Mike and Joel came to my rescue. Still traumatized …

Can’t we just take all insect species and put them on their own planet or island or something?

Outsourcing IT

2005-07-11T21:07:00.000-07:00

When in doubt, restart!. (Watch it all the way through. I promise, it's worth the time.) Click Here.

"Maru Loi"

2005-07-11T20:45:00.000-07:00

If Karmacy ever makes puts out a CD - we should all run out and buy it. Until then, pass this video on to any Indian (ABCD, FOB or otherwise) who struggles with being Indian - or anyone who is interested in just a glimpse of what it's like.

Karmacy Video

"Maru Loi" means 'my blood'

2 Years in Wisconsin. My thoughts on...

2005-07-09T13:10:00.000-07:00

The people: Meeting honest, open, and loyal friends took quite some time. I can finally say that I am happy with my socal circle (excluding my lack of a love live) because the people that I hang out with are a perfect blend of intelligence and, well, goofiness. It took a while to get here, and there were numerous, roller coaster relationships that made me really wonder if I could trust anyone again.

My job, the reason I moved here: As with the friendships, this has been another roller coaster experience. The travel opportunities have been phenomenal and have balanced out the fact that 'I live in freakin Wisconsin.' Tumultuous as my job may be (on a daily basis), I have truly been lucky to gain the global network of people. The lesson here - there are more opportunities in a company that is struggling. This job has pushed my patience, thrown me in a sea of interesting personalities, and poured business challenges beyond my wildest...nightmares/dreams. When all is said and done, I don't know many 27 year olds that have had such intelligent and cool bosses, been all over Europe, and have had the opportunity to move into management and manage some very brilliant people. (Brilliant is an understatement.) It has been hard, emotional, and there were some days where I just didn't think I could make it through the day. (Wait, that was yesterday...just playin.) No regrets. If it weren't for this job - I would never have found my one true love - Chicago.

Places I've been this year: Brussels, Helsinki, Paris, LA, San Jose, Santa Cruz, Chicago

Places I will revisit this year: India, Toronto, Syracuse, San Jose, Chicago

Places I have yet to visit, but hope to this year or next year: Manhatten, Sydney

Love life: I still struggle with this and have yet to be in a long term, healthy relationship. People in Madison are just different from me and I just don't see myself meeting the man of my dreams here. All 'construction worker, dots not rodents' jokes aside, I have concluded that it is population that is against me here. If you look at your dating pool as a market sizing excercise, if I'm lucky, I may meet .5 men of my dreams in a midwestern city with a population of 250,000.

Being Indian: One great thing about being Indian in Madison - there are no Indians here. Hear me out - I have become so in tune with the positive things about my culture and have met a circle of people who are genuinely interested in it. It is an awesome feeling to be Indian and not have to worry about daily marriage pressures, the negative judgements made constantly of being unmarried and independent, and actually being revered for having a culture. This has helped me embrace my culture instead of resenting it.

Not living in California: I miss the staples - my mom and grandma's home cooking, my brother's ability to fix anything, my dad's wierd jokes, my incredible wonderful amazing friends, my beautiful sister, In and Out Burger, baja fresh, Macy's, Togos, Round table, Safeway, Vally Fair and Oakridge, Waterford Place, dance clubs, hot people, being in the hub of innovation, Latin people, the weather...I could go on forever. But, I'm not ready to end my journey yet.

What's next: I don't know, but I'm sure it will be another crazy roller coaster. I wouldn't have it any other way.

Nepalese food in Finland

2005-06-08T00:59:00.000-07:00

I had the most amazging Indian food last night - in Helsinki! The chai was as good as my mom's chai and the dish I ordered was dal-bhat! DAL-BHAT! A traditional Gujrati dish! The waiter was fluent in Nepalese, English, and Finnish. Wierd but cool. He gave me the chai 'on the house' and said that my name was 'a very sweet name.' Indians are so taking over the world.

(btw, it is so awesome how the sun doesn't go down until 11pm here. I could walk outside all day)

"Aunty G's for Life!!"

2004-11-26T18:36:00.000-08:00

Now, I feel that as currynightmare.com continues to be the Web portal of the wonderful world of Rakhi, the Curry Nightmare personified, I will continue to add links to Web sites related to my random interests.

Now this site, is da bomb - http://www.badmash.org/ comic strips, short films, and more. Creative, witty, and just down right hilarious - I suggest watching 'Aunty Gs,' 'The Singhsons,' and my personal favorite - 'Who wants some Dishoom?' (The latter adds Indian witt to a typical election themed video parody. )

"Dots not Rodents"

2004-11-22T13:46:00.000-08:00

Oh my goodness - this entire post is dedicated to Ryan Hanky (really hope I spelled your last name right...). He is the mastermind that came up with the name Curry Nightmare, and I have been long over due in providing him with the credit he deserves. Thanks mr. monomony!

Today, at lunch, he just brightened my mundane day. I was talking to a friend on the phone last night, a true Wisconsite in all senses of the word. Hunter, fisher, construction worker, pronounces Minnesota like Minesoooota, and he thought...are you ready for this? He thought all Indians had a mole on their forehead!!!!!!!!! (As in, our bhindis were actually part of our body!!) And as I tell Ryan this story, he ever so wittingly exclaims, "tell him it's dots not rodents." Funniest thing I've ever heard in the longest time.

"...oh!!! that's what corriander is!"

2004-11-19T18:19:00.000-08:00

For my domesticated guju girls... who don't know how to translate our guju spices in English....
check this out: http://www.rangat.com/foodcorner/glossaryl.asp

Military Blogs - The real story in Iraq

2004-11-19T16:04:00.000-08:00

I was watching the world news today and they shed light on a Web site that I think everyone should visit - whether you are into politics or not, whether you believe in the War or not -

http://www.optruth.org/main.cfm

Operation Truth compiles actual diary entries from troops in Iraq - in their own words. The posts include, but are not limited to, letters to loved ones, graphic details of what takes place in Iraq, and how they're dealing with it.

With the clutter of media reporting regarding this stupid war, this site's only agena is to publish the truth. Somehow, it's easier to believe stories that you hear from a soldiers words, as opposed to Tom Brokaw. (Not a knock on Tom Brokaw specifically, rather the mass media in general)

Annoying people...

2004-11-19T15:59:00.000-08:00

What do you do when people are just simply annoying, yet are persistently wanting to hang out with you? Let me explain - annoying in the sense that they didn't do anything wrong, but their pure existance makes you want to put a pillow over your head and scream and you have to do everything in your power not to pop them one. Maybe they chew with their mouth open, or they tell jokes that just aren't funny, or worst yet they think they're the best thing since sliced bread...when they're just NOT. And...what if you've tried to 'ignore' them, but they just don't get it? What do you do???

Paris Chronicals - by Curry Princess

2004-10-09T14:30:00.000-07:00

- taxicab drivers care more about American Politics than Americans do
- generally speaking, everyone here hopes Kerry will win the election
- I spoke in front of a French audience for the first time, accepted a bronze award for our Web site, felt like I won an emmy...really...we were video taped, and thanked people on a mic...
- save your metro tickets, even AFTER you're on the metro. I almost got eaten by a metro door because I threw mine away and tried to go through before the door closed. Unfortunately, I'm not as quick as I used to be
- the metro system is so efficient! When visiting paris, I think everyone should use the metro.
- also, bring an umbrella. you never know when it's going to rain.
- bring sugar, (only kidding, but be ready to ask for it) they call American coffee 'black water' here. French expresso tastes like sandpaper.
- be prepared to have long meals...people actually enjoy their meals here...appetizers, dessert and coffee, the whole deal.
- contrary to popular belief, my experience (fourth time now) is that the French are extremely friendly and accomodating. More so than American are to foreighners.
- The French (unlike some Wisconsinites) could tell immedietely that I'm Indian
- Paris is a very diverse city - there are people from the Nordic regions, India, Asia...everywhere...
- Desserts are to die for!!!!
- Everyone is beautiful...girls are naturally beautiful, they don't even wear make up half the time, and they're skinny and tall...the guys...oh my goodness...

Toll free - not so toll free in France

2004-10-09T04:12:00.000-07:00

I tried to dial an 800 number and got the most confusing message ...finally decided to look it up on the net..
In case you ever try to dial an 800 number in France, here is the proper convention:
- instead of 800, dial 00 1 880
- instead of 877, dial 00 1 882
- instead of 888, dial 00 1 881

800 numbers are only toll free in US and Canada.

Do you believe in magic?

2004-10-08T13:16:00.000-07:00

Well, I do! Let me explain. I'm in Paris right now (on business), yes, my fourth time (I know, poor me.) So, really, I've done it all...been to all the sites , etc. I was dreading going out to dinner ... BY MYSELF...felt like such a loser...I found a small diner, took a Fortune magazine and Wa-la! (as the French would say) I was fine...AND there were two guys next to me doing magic tricks. NO JOKE!!! They were making cards dissappear and appear, and lighting their wallets on fire! One of the guys was on his way to a magician conference! I asked if I could go, and he said no. Then I asked if he could show my how to make the card dissappear...he asked me, 'can you keep a secret?'...I replied 'YES!!!' SO EXCITED that he was going to teach me...and then he retorted 'good, so can I!!' Smart A$$ Well, they entertained me some more (as I continued to beg and plead for them to show me how to make the cards dissappear and made some Harry Potter references) and they were off. They did teach me one trick...if you're lucky I'll show you...but they also gave me something to do tomorrow...I'm going to find this magic shop in Paris and learn some magic!

Join my link exchange program!

2004-10-01T11:38:00.000-07:00

Link to me and I'll link to you and we'll be one happy linking family...

check out my favorite sites:
http://www.esprit.com/us/home/
www.karolczak.com
www.benkoschmenko.org
http://ironandpony.blogspot.com/

Joke of the day

2004-10-01T11:31:00.000-07:00

Yo mama so ugly, when she was in labor the doctor asked which end!
got a 'yo mama' joke better than that?

Wisconsin Top 10

2004-09-30T14:07:00.000-07:00

Welcome to the curry nightmare. Indian girl gone Wisconsite tells all about her adventures in cowtown. Post your comments!

10. Every guy I meet is either works construction, plows snow, or is missing teeth. I get impressed if a gentleman is able to articulate his feelings with words that have multiple syllables.

9. At my company holiday shindig, I wore an Indian outfit, and was asked (no joke) if I was Chinese.

8. The day I lose my underground, heated parking spot (because I live in a studio, we don’t get parking spots so I was paying for mine until the apartment was occupied)…it snows 5 inches and I have to scrape my car in the morning.

8a. While I’m scraping my car, the wind is blowing about 10 mph and blows snow in my face.8b. Of course, I refuse the let the winter get to me…so I decide to never dress ‘Wisconsite.’ While I’m scraping snow with wind blowing in my face, my cute pin striped pants are wet to my ankles.

7. The extent of all recreational activities leads to drinking, drinking, and yes, more drinking.

6. Additional excuses to drink include ice fishing, hunting bambi, and watching the Badgers or Packers.

5. At company parties, we have chili cook-offs. BYOB stands for bring your own “brat.”

4. My car wouldn’t start this morning because it was -9 over night and the battery froze.

3. The place to be on Thursday nights is ‘The Dry Bean” – a cowboy karaoke bar

2. When there is construction around here, none of the detours make sense. So, people get out of their vehicles, remove the ‘road closed’ signs, and simply drive through the construction.

2a. No roads are intuitive here. County roads are named after letters of the alphabet. “Take M east to P west.” When they run out of letters, they double them up.

1. Hummas are considered exotic cuisine here.