Following up …. now really…

Tuesday, June 08, 2010 by GB

Ok, the last post was.. incomplete.

That was only the experience. No opinions and gleanings from that episode, which is what follows here.

1. Establish a scale, an overall scale that factors looks, education, money, family etc. Rate yourself on that scale. Say, on a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being Hrithik Roshan and Aishwarya Rai’s hybrid kids, say I am a 6

2. Rate every potential girl on the same scale. At most, you can go to your score + 1 but you can always go till your score – 3 (up to you)

3. Keep a track of the requests sent and received

4. Making sure your profile states what your likes and dislikes, your tastes and expectations is, in my view, useless; because there will be requests from profiles that’s gonna be exactly opposite to them, and the ones who match will never read your profile

5. Every effort invested in this ritual can be better used up at your work, school, home, game, sport etc.

My disappointing run-in with the whole matrimonial sites stems from my own personal dissatisfaction with it. I can’t say it will be applicable to everybody, ‘cos am not everybody.

My parents were quite liberal, but there was a certain understanding amongst us that we knew had to abide to. My sister was married when she was 23 and pursuing an MBA degree. It was more or less a traditional one, the match coming in from a well-wisher of the family, families meeting and the victims liking each other and so on. Rest is history.

I have always told them I not a conformist to the tradition and stuck to it. There were cool too. But when the season of marriage dawned upon me, things weren’t so easy. My mom’s insistence on horoscopes and stuff threw me off a bit. Horoscopes matching between total strangers, and not matching between otherwise compatible people is something I couldn’t live with.

In our society, when the value placed on marriage as an institution is steadily eroding, it is quite obvious that most try to cling on to their ideals in the face of adversity. But at what cost? I have known marriages which were disasters from day one, hastily arranged in the face of an imminent death of a prominent family member, that marriage of my friend to a complete psycho is one example why you cannot predict arranged marriages. Add to the fact that the girl’s parents were, lets say the brainiest of the lot, no not scientists, but advocates somewhere high up.

And few more. Yet people insist these are the proverbial ‘few bad apples’. Agreed. Hence the recent increase in hiring private detectives to do family background checks. Digging up dirt is different from digging up the past. I, for once, stand by this practice. The price involved (not monetary) in marrying off your kids after 20+years of love and attention, to a complete jerk, is too high to not do such things. But then, as a receiver of such privy information, would you consider that a uncle of the brother of the groom/bride’s father/mother once defaulted on a loan and was hence .. blah blah let you affect your decision?

Where will you draw the line?

This is only the family that deals with the marriage. The boy/girl come with their own baggage. Tastes, preferences, education, job, confidence, trust etc determine who, how whom one marries. Do they really?

I now know that having similar likes and dislikes is not necessary for a healthy relationship. Nor does it form the basis of a relationship. All I can say is to each his own. Some guys want their wifey to stay at home, and not work. If you think this is absurd, avoid those guys. They might be hypocrites but not wrong in wanting their spouse to stay back and look after the family.

Guy doesn’t want his wife to earn more than him. And he mentions it. Well, he has clearly mentioned that his ego is big enough to not settle up for such an arrangement. Any woman getting married to him knowing this shouldn’t be cribbing about it. “If she had a choice, and chose him, it’s her headache”. But yes, its difficult to know this beforehand sometimes. I was shocked to know that guys educated in the best of best universities, studying in co-ed colleges, living sometimes with girls in the same house or around, turn around and say they want a girl who has studied only till 12th, better if she was brought up traditionally, strictly no US-educated girls. I can understand why they would have such a preference but whatever happened while living such a life??

Everyone has their preference, there are girls preferring someone who can “afford” their lifestyles while they sit at home and gossip about movies, neighbors and families. Guys who had girl-friends, sometimes one a year, but want a lesser educated girl for wife, who wouldn’t even step out of the house?

Hypocrites all right, but are they wrong in their preferences?

Avoid them if you don’t like them. Isn’t it the same as to changing a channel which feeds you BS? Don’t you already avoid people whom you don’t like?

Following up ….

Monday, June 07, 2010 by GB

It’s something I hate to do. Follow up things I have done, talked about. But then, when is there is no response to the 1st one, what’s the point in following it up??

Sups suggested to not be an attention-seeking blogger. I stopped identifying myself with the term ‘blogger’. No point any more. But then, I find it hard to write and compile stuff, when I know it’s pretty much going to be ignored.

I randomly come across blogs and posts through twitter or facebook. Today was the Cleartrip fiasco involving flyyoufools and thereby leading to Chori and from there to Twilight Fairy. Before that it was JRod and to another blog which had a post on Mohd.Azharuddin’s bid to become the president of BAI.

Twilight fairy’s post on matrimonial blues was something I could relate to having been in that situation for an agonizing 3 months before I think I settled up. I want to add something more to this discussion but let me warn you beforehand that some of it might sound clichéd or repetitive.

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the ring of marriage. On one side we have the current-involved happily (??) married couples with children, theeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee PARENTS. On the other side, the young challenger(s), with (maybe) an experience of winning one or two “love” battles, ready to take over from the reigning couple champions.

Ok, BS aside.

I was shocked to see my profile on the site. No kidding. First was the shock that I have finally come to this time and age where there is my profile on a matrimonial site and not on a dating site/so-net site. 2nd, yes there were glaring blunders both spelling-wise and grammatically, unrestricted use of CAPS sprinkled with phrases like “simple”, "down-to-earth”.

After getting over the stage1 of disbelief, I had two options: 1. delete the profile, 2. make changes and live with the profile. You’d think I would have gone for one of the two. Wrong. I did both. But the first step only emboldened my mom to create another profile AND keep it a secret from me (which I uncovered ‘cos I personally oversee both my parents’ email accounts, not for eavesdropping, but for maintenance purposes, but you wouldn’t believe me, would you?). Having failed with step1, I had to live with it and to do that I had to make that profile at least correct.

My first attempt at writing ‘about me’ never came through, for that section is blank at most places. I had to enlist my friend to help me with it and she brought along newer insights to this entire business.

1. Lower the search criteria of age from 23 to 21. Ugh!
2. Write a bigger, bloated ‘about me’ that involved literally giving the readers a piece of my mind. No, really. But it never made through either. After umpteen cuts and edits, we decided to give it a more even approach, warding off regular ‘parents’ type to attract the type of girls I was allegedly looking for: independent, working, upbeat non-biotechnology types.
3. Highlighting potential ‘candidates’ and short-listing them.
4. Send ‘like’ requests to the truly ‘seemingly’ interesting types (of which I never got a response)

Then there were the very types I wanted to wholly avoid who kept popping up every now and then in my inbox and my mom’s insistence on one particular girl who had only one thing going, the horoscope and yes, she did MSc Microbiology. Ughhhh!!!

In the end, I never met anyone from there. Never got a chance to take any “express interest” to the next level. All thanks to the fact that I more or less found ‘not-the-exact-ONE’.

Looking back, surely, it was a fun experience. But something I could avoid like the most of my past.

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Journeyman

Saturday, May 15, 2010 by GB

May 11th 2010

6:32am

Lubbock, TX

I certainly wasn’t dreaming, at least something that I could remember like yesterday (yummy!!). Instead, it was as if I just got up from a bombardment of thoughts and events. Or maybe I just had a sound sleep. Either way, it was a “Holy Shit” moment. I was planning to leave for the airport by 6.45am. It was 6.32 already and I had to wake up other people too. First call went unanswered. I thought she must have been really tired. So tried again; nope, same response.

I called the next person; he answered and said he’ll come in 5-10minutes. “5-10 minutes!! I just got up” remarked to myself. I told him there was no hurry. Anyway, Lubbock airport is no “3 hours check-in prior to departure” one.

The thing that was plaguing me the most was the weight of the baggage (Random trivia: I used 4 ‘the’s in that line). So after the customary bath and grooming, first thing I did was to check them again. 52lbs. 51lbs. Made certain changes again, bringing them both to somewhere closer to 51.5lbs. Well, screw it if they object to the 2 lbs, I put the chocolates on top in case something needed to go.

7.12am

“Started for the airport”. I was too strung up to be involved in any conversation. Besides, the shoulder bag wasn’t any comfort, close to exploding on my back. I played out imagined scenarios, or “Worst case scenarios that can happen to GB” as I call them, where someone sees the humungous bag on my back and objects to it, asking me to check it in, $50??

We made it by 7.30ish. I literally ran with one baggage piece to the counter. Tried the self-service at the AA counter but to no avail. It didn’t let me and asked me to approach an agent.

Booth 1, operated by a senior guy and a female attending to an Asian couple with a baby, a humungous one checking in. No!! Not the baby, the baggage. Tip#1: Senior guys can be tough nuts some times when it comes to rules. Tip#2: Tip#1 is not a rule.

Booth 2, operated by a relatively “harmless” female agent, and she was already attending to someone before me. She was done quickly, I almost ran to her, bleating. Checked-in, all the way to end destination, yes!!! “Please put the baggage here” – referring to the dreaded scales. Bag 1, 35.. 42.. 47.. 51. Checked. Convinced that today’s my lucky day, I put forth Bag 2, same, 37, 46, 51.4lbs. Checked. Folks, I have just won the battle of checked-in baggage and the chocolates are saved!

After saying the bye-byes and adios to dear friends who came to the airport, I attempted the next hurdle: The security check-point. I was wondering if the “Checkpoint approved bag from Swiss Gear” would actually be accepted by TSA. What if they still wanted me to take out the laptop out of the sleeve? Can I return the bag to Dell saying the bag failed its purpose? Warily, I let it through the big black mouth of a machine to scan my stuff. Maybe they’ll find the secret stash of chocolates and would want me to open them up to see. Worst, they might want me to eat them all to make sure they’re not something else in disguise of chocolates. Unfortunately, they were far too serious for that kinda stuff. End result: I made it through the dreaded security check. Not that I was carrying some dangerous stuff, but still, you know… how *ucked up one can get, just like that?

Flight delayed by 30minutes. No biggie. Few calls, and a li’l breakfast, I was en route Dallas.

10.10am

DFW, Dallas

My connection starts boarding at 10.10am and takes off at 10.40am. I had 10minutes to sprint from B-something terminal to A39. I skipped the Skylink and instead went for the tried and tested method of walking. Ok, honestly, whoever came up with the idea of Walkways, or Walking elevators or whatever fanciful name they might have, deserves a Nobel in Air-transit: cut short my walking distance and time by almost 80 friggin’ percent!!! Just to make sure that I was a dumber while traveling, I asked the Agent at the boarding gate if my baggage would make it since there was no other flight from DFW to JFK and there wasn’t a lot of connection time.

She shrugged off, “if you could make it, they will do too”. What was beginning to feel warm and sunny, suddenly turned to embarrassment, did she add a subliminal “oh moron” to the sentence?? Anyway, in the flight, I was surprised that I actually picked a window seat on a 3 seater side rather than a 2 seater. Hmm… reason being my stomach’s pulled off a ‘Bangladesh beating Australia in cricket’ – upset for those who don’t follow cricket or Bangladesh or Australia. Got to my seat, and luckily, the aisle and window were occupied. For those wondering “lucky why”, the middle seat was vacant, well at least till we reached NY.

12.35am

1:35pm EST

One more hour to go. Scratch that, two more. Wait.. why did the airhostess announce it was a 2hr 35min flight then???

End of part 1.

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G.I.Joe (2009)

Monday, August 10, 2009 by GB

There are movies which seem ideal candidates for making it to the big screen. Unfortunately, some make it, some don't. You'd think I would probably slam-dunk/bash G.I.Joe, but yes-no.

As an upgrade from cartoon it succeeds. The ideal transformation from a cartoon, lacking logic, but not eye-candy, lacking any genuine acting, facial expressions, and dialogue but not the typical comical delivery of stupid one-liners and 5-second gags. It was just any kids dream come true. Except that, well, only kids and fanboys would love it.

That's not to say the movie is a failure. It would probably break all opening box-office records, become the highest grosser in a big-budget-action-scarce-movie-markets like Asia!

When cartoons are adapted for movies, you expect at least a little bit of expansion for the big screen. Like more human-like acting, proper dialogues, and a decently sketched plot which doesn't stare into your face like a pot-holed filled road. So what if its a cartoon, that didn't stop them from making it a big spectacle in terms of action and fx!!

If only they followed their faithful adaption of the cartoon/comic's aspects like the corny dialogues and action, the evil female trumping the female Joe (or Jane) in terms of sexiness and attitude!

So what we end up with is a decent (if not true) adaption of a cartoon/comic, which falls woefully short for a big screen. What pisses me off is the the probable expectation that we would excuse the makers for all the shortcomings with the eye-candy and fx in the movie.

I would give it 3.6875/10 rating.
8/10 for the fx and gadgetry
9/10 for the delta accelerator suits and the scenes
4/10 for the acting
5/10 for the casting
2/10 for the dialogues
0.5/10 for the logic
0.25/10 for the Neovipers-Rex(angle)
0.125/10 for the BARONESS/DUKE ROMANCE!!!

Hmm.. so what would be in the next adaptation?? What will Zartan do, how will Baroness ditch Duke again and go back to the Cobra?

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A Guide to Orkut Testimonials

Thursday, June 25, 2009 by GB

There is an easier way to write testimonials for your dear friends on Orkut, or for that matter no sociorking site.

If you follow the guidelines below, you can easily write for friends (and by way of Orkut Testimonial Law #1 which states, "I testimony you, you testimony me"), get testimonials from friends!!

What's more, you can appear on every friend of yours profile page, praising them to heaven!!

Here it is, the guidelines you have been waiting for!

1. Start with exclamations and deep contemplatives like, 'hmmmms, ummmms' and so on
This would cause the reader to believe that you actually thought before you wrote it, which also means, you didn't copy paste it (how would they know!!).

2. Take the name of the person, or his/her nickname which only you know, or feel is exclusive
This shows that you are actually close to the person (doesn't matter if the person in cross-hairs actually feels so or not) and hence you are well qualified to write a testimonial and is worth investing time to read it.

3. Use sentences which mean the following
* that you actually searched the entire dictionary for words to describe his/her personality (no need to mention you actually failed to find words even in www.dictionary.com)
* that in spite of ur comand ovr englsh cud put GRE verbl exm to sham, you wasn't abled to found words for your fraand
* anything else that conveys your friend is un-describable by normal human language (on last count 6,912 living languages) (excluding the remote dialects considered extinct, like Mayan etc)
* that your honest attempt of finding words describing a guy/girl (like good-natured, funny, sincere etc) are total failures just because they are nothing like that

4. Use quotations borrowed from cheap imitations.
This means 2nd hand or 3rd hand, knock-offs, dubious, self-made, misunderstood and misquoted quotes from famous people.

5. Sign off with words that sound like expletives just because they have been repeated so many times in your testimonial

Mind you, these testimonials sound 100 times more original than those stupid testimonials that your stupid friend posted for you thinking it was cool because some other stupid posted it as a testimonial to a stupid hottie in his stupid friend's list which was actually a stupid sms message made from weird characters and most of the time appeared out of shape!!

I am just waiting for the day when there will be a testimonial like this:

"X is my best friend. X is a very simple yet complex, funny but serious guy/girl. And if you don't post this testimonial to 10 of your friends, you will get no testimonials from anybody for your entire life. Y posted it 10 of his friends and he was immediately flooded with testimonials from all his 1000+ friends. Z didn't post this and he was immediately disconnected from the internet, his orkut account hacked, and all his friends deleted him from their list."

Sigh... the pressures of social-networking!

Dedication to Sandman

Tuesday, June 16, 2009 by GB

Thoughts that race through the mind,
forming ideas and impressions as they rummage through those dark hidden memories

Memories that never see the light of the day, or the tip of the tongue,
their yearning pleas to be heard and listened, go unnoticed,
among the vast amount of spillage otherwise let out.

Banished into the deepest and darkest crevices of the brain,
those poor children of a sinister mind, wait for their night…

Night comes, and when the conscious sleeps,
they take over, spewing their fermented ideas out
taking shape of visuals and sounds never seen, only felt

This is their time, their realm, this is when I sleep.

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2 in 2

Sunday, May 31, 2009 by GB

I should probably call movies as the next best thing in my life. Next to the original cheesecake from the Cheesecake factory of course.

But that would be undermining my life. Even so, I shall proudly proclaim today that movies should be entered in the Human Achievement Hall of Fame.

I saw two movies in 2 days, so there’s the title explanation. Up on friday night, followed by Night at the Museum: Battle of the Smithsonian on Saturday night.

I am not a reviewer of movies, and in spite of my many efforts, I never get it right either. So, basically, ya, here goes Up.

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The best part of the movie, I feel, was the first 5-10 minutes where the entire life of Carl (or the entire “adventure” of Ellie, you choose) is shown. Summarized in the short duration, you get a feel of the life of Carl, who, after losing his one true love, Ellie, ends up the way he is.

Very importantly it also lays down a foundation for the movie, for the very spectacle/plot of the entire movie. Would have been hard to see why an old man could do such a thing as to fill up a gazillion balloons to lift his house in order to fly off to some exotic/mysterious place!!!

Rest of the movie lives up to the Disney expectations of introducing lovable characters (Russell the lovable bumbling kid,Kevin the bird, Dug the dog) and the pitiable antagonists consisting of Alpha and Charles.

Standard fare there.

After the said initial few minutes I actually got bored of the plot until a little bit of action ensued followed by the comedy and  then a lot of “emotional” heart-tugging and finally, the happy ending!

Disney movies are so predictable!!

 

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Next movie is the Night at the Museum 2: Battle of the Smithsonian. Honestly, this movie was not on my list of “movies to watch in theatres”, may be DVD. It just doesn’t deserve the sequel.

Honestly speaking (or typing), I can understand why every fan of a movie cringes at the mere rumor of a sequel. Movies like NatM:BotS didn’t need to be made. The plot is stale, same more or less. May be a little fresh sprinklings in the way of “artifacts” brought to life, but otherwise, it’s a definite must-miss in theatre.

The characters are more less the same, and since you watched the first one, you know what to expect. I guess spending $8.75 for couple of new characters wasn’t worth it.

Now that I think about it, it seems even more ridiculous. So this is what I will do, I shall go sleep, and forget I ever saw it, more than the movie, I will regret the 8.75 x 5 that I spent for the movie.

 

But, it was a fabulous end to the day though. A perfect pot-luck, not-so-perfect hosting, and whole bunch of laughs, who cares if it was at my expense, I enjoyed it!!

 

Movies I am itching to watch during the summer:

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Next up: The movies I was itching to watch and watched.

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