FQ...

... No no.. I'm not trying or say f*** y** to someone and being "smrrrt" about it !
The acronym in the title of this post... has two expansions...


1.. Female Quotient...

Here's what bugs me about men (I know I know.. the men are probably going.. here we go again..)..
If yer a gal like me.. and don wear make up on a regular basis.. not really a shopper.. and a gal with an "appetite" to match most men yer age... they you an exception to the "rule"... Which is SO not true.. considering I know PLENTY women like me...
Not only that.. they go to the extent to saying... we're talking about GIRLS... not YOU...
So I'm being outcast coz I can't be typecast... I've been labeled as someone with a low "Female Quotient"
On the flipside..they make flip remarks about women who DO like to shop..and are dainty and sensitive and remember dates etc..

So what do they want really... they want gals like me to act like their mental stereotype image.. so that THEN they can make fun of us...
That's not jus WEIRD... that's SCREWED up...
Y'no what I'd say to them... I'd say... FQ !! and this time.. I AM being smrrrt about it...

2... Fantasy Quotient...

Now this is the other kind of FQ.. Its a fantasy quotient... Its a quotient each individual posseses that measures the degree to which they live their life in a "fantasy land"... People with a high FQ.. live on romantic novels.. Are quite emotional about the men/women they seem to fall in love with all the time..
And people with similar FQ like similar movies I've noticed....

People with low FQ however, prefer to watch the news rather than the Valentine's special marathon on HBO.. Don't get what the "big deal is" everytime the studio audience goes "awwwww.." when Rachel and Ross kiss :) (okay.. Friends is on... not my fault !!)

On the average, women have higher FQ than guys.. and on the average, men with higher FQs.. or atleast ones that can "put on" a higher FQ are considered smoooth with the layyydeees...

Too high an FQ can get troublesome, these are the guys that watch a movie and decide to slit their wrists for the gal they saw yesterday and fell in "love" with. Or think they need to "end their 19 year old life" coz their parents think they are too young to get married to the next door junkie neighbour...


I'm rambling..

bye.

Its jus you and me kiddo....

... yup.. jus you an me... no one else cares... and even if they DO.. they don really understand...

... and if you aren't with the program either... then ... well.. then its jus me kiddo...


yup.. that's the way it goes.. doesn't it !!

Had a GREAT weekend...

... My friend and I went to the theatre... we'd been wanting to do that for a while.. but somehow the plan never materialized... until yesterday...

.. Went to the Ranga Shankara.. saw a play called Double Comedy Hysteria or something like that..
A Chennai-based troupe called Evam I think.. they were pretty damn good !!

... they did a couple of Monthy-Python sketches first... complete with the Brit accent and funny expressions... and post intermission went onto a humorous adaptation of Hamlet..

.. Three guys... took a while to get the audience's pulse..but once they had it... they went for it !! They had perfect comic timing !

.. It was going pretty well... till about the intermission.. and I was tellng my friend .. how whenever I see one of these good theatre performances.. I get this urge to join some kind of theatre workshop...

.. Well post the intermission... my wish was granted... I got "picked" from the audience to play-out a scene.. I got to be Ophelia.. and I got the whole theatre experience... include the critique.. as well as thundering applause after my piece-de-la-resistance... Ophelia's full-throated scream.. that I converted into a squeak making full use of my artistic license...
They nick-named me Bob.. and picked on me for quite sometime.. sending the audience in splits... Well.. the fact that I wasn't wearing any shoes (I always take em off when Im having a good time..).. jus added to the "fun"

When the play ended.. almost everyone there was looking at me and smiling and grinning... as we walked out of the arena..

Even minus the workshop I was having a pretty great time.. but what with.. its a day I'll remember for a WHILE ! :)

Its a natural progression...

Take ONE...

... You see someone... or meet someone for a short period of time.... u think he's cute.. good looking... You like his smile... his hair...
You talk to him a little more... you think he has an attitude problem... you probably don't have anything in common with him.. You're sure nothing about you will intrigue or interest him...


Take TWO...


... Its been a week.. you find you DO have stuff in common... a LOT of stuff... And its not his attitude.. he's jus shy... and takes time opening up.... He actually seems interested in talking to you..
But y'know... he's not that good looking up-close !!


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Its funny how first impressions change... happens all the time to me...

They go RIGHT ACROSS... 180 degrees.. good to bad.. bad to good... tis all the same !

Too quick to judge she sez... too quick to judge !!

I hate em...

.. my office guys....

... I hate em hate em hate em... they are immature... sexist...

.. No.. not all of them... but a LOT of them...

:(

..I jus need to learn to SHUT UP !! Not react... not point it out when they are talking like the MORONS that they are... and DEFINITELY not argue with them...

... not not not... I don't have too long here... so WHY BOTHER !!

Today I know exactly...

... how much I matter to you....

... Or maybe how little...

... I know exactly how you feel about me... because that's exactly how much... or how little I feel about some other people "in my life".. no... not you... someone else...

.. Its this precise position... right on the edge where you have "insignificants" on one side.. and "significants" on the others...

.. I don't matter as much that you are there at my beck and call... or among those whose mood-swings you mirror... but I know you'd ask me what's wrong... if I don't tell you... eventually..

You'll there when I need your help.. and ask for it.. but you won't figure out I need it.. on your own..

.. But you never promised anything more... you never promised anything... and it would be unfair of me to take anything for granted..

.. It all came to me in a flash... it was so clear... and I don't feel bad...

Actually I always knew... but now... I won't hope for it to change....

Take care... all of you..

I can't BELIEVE I don't own an umbrella...

.. the Number of hours we used to spend buying a "good quality" umbrella.. that won't go "belly up" everytime the monsoon shows its fury..
And of course.. EVERYONE of them did.. cept for the one that Dad bought in Korea.. hmm.. I think I lost that in MD !

Not just umbrellas.. rainy shoes... Something that doesn't cut yer feet too badly or make em all shrivelled up !!
And extra band-aids to keep in the school bags.. coz Rainy shoes ALWAYS came with their share of shoe-bites !!

I remember when I was in 1st standard (YES I DO remember those days.. quite vividly).. I wanted Red Gum Boots.. yea.. I think that's what they were called..
And mom didnt' buy me those.. there was this Bata shoe shop in Sector Market.. and I used to wistfully stare at those shoes everyone time we'd walk past that place.. (which was every alternate day atleast !!).. and Mom would shake her head and say.. "Nahee bachche.. usmein paer kharaab ho jaate hein.. ".. But other kids were wearing them !! :-/

Also.. I remember once.. this was in school.. I had those dark brown Sandak sandals.. and the PT instructor (Bhagade Sir)... during assembly.. calls a girl to come forward.. she's wearing those closed black rainy shoes.. and then calls me as well.. to face the entire assembly..
I was so excited.. y'see I was the academic sort.. and not good at ANYTHING the PT instructor would approve off.. and he was always the favorite with everyone.. so to be someone HE noticed..was a thing of pride !
So.. gettin back to my short story.. he calls us up in the front..and gives a lecture on Rain wear.. and how the "uniform" code held for rain wear as well.. And then he asks the whole assembly.. "Now which kind of shoes are correct uniform code.."..
Oh.. and they weren't mine... :( So much for being Bhagade's pet !

Not that it mattered what kinda shoes we wore... coz at the first opportunity.. off they came.. GOD it used to fun walking barefoot in the rain.
My colony.. one of the cleanest, greenest place in Mumbai.. had a really good drainage system.. so it looked so beautiful durin the monsoon..and the roads and the footpaths were all squeaky clean..
Another favorite past time.. was to try and split EARTHWORMS in two..and then wait to watch them walk their own two paths... also watching those little boys from Chikkuvaadi slide on the slime in the gutters and try and catch crabs to take home and have for dinner !!

Hmm.. anyway.. its the rain outside that's getting me nostalgic... maybe I should go out for a walk.. sans the umbrella... ;)

This past month....

.. a number of uncharacteristic things happened.. to ME ...


... I fell in love with someone.. fell in love with somethings.. that I never thought I could even be remotely interested in...

... Yesterday.. my heart broke...

... Today.. I'm in a sullen mood.. trying to forget it happened... trying to get back to life..the way it was before all this happened...

A decent weekend...

.. after a long long time !!

Here's a summary report !!

--------------NONE|||||A LITTLE|||||GOOD AMOUNT|||||A LOT


BEER/BACARDI-----------------------------X

FOOTBALL-----------------------------------------------X

MOVIES-----------------------------------X

ALONE TIME-------------------------------X

HANGING OUT WID FRIENDS--------------------------------X

SMS/CHATTING---------------X

ON DA PHONE----------------X

OFFICE WORK---X

HOUSE WORK-----------------X

COOKING--------------------X

CLEANING------X

EATING OUT-----------------X

LISTENING TO MUSIC---------X

BLOGGING-------------------X

SURFING-----------------------------------------------X

Ok this graph (??!!) is somehow.. supposed to be indicative of a quantitative measure of the quality of my weekend.. (umm.. does that make it a qualitative measure really ?!)... Don really know HOW to use this data...
But mebbe I can use the same template for next weekend.. and then do a mapping-comparison and derive some meaningful statistics out of it !

hahahaha...

take care y'all !!

-me

Idiot Box Gyan...

... ( at the risk of sounding like a self-help-book-reader... )


Heard someone say something on VH1 today.. that made a lot of sense... :-/ yea VH1 !!


" We are all incharge of our own personal happiness.."
And of course you are entitled to make decisions along-the-way that take you there...

Something I totally believe in...

What this also means is that.. if I'm not "happy"... it reflects poorly on my "decision making" ability !!


Hmm... something to think about !!

Weekendz here....

... and I'm so so bored...

.. I got nothing to do... I can go to office.. and WORK..but I don wanna....

.... yup.. nothing's new !

:-/

Watchin nother movie now... My House in Umbria...

Maybe I should swap the couch and the bed... will be good for my neck !

:( I wanna go to the Mark Knopfler concert too...

Ok can't watch this movie.. needs too much concentration...

And I DON'T LOOK LIKE TULSI frm KSBKBT !! I HATE looking at those photos...

Why do they show cartoon shows late at nite... I mean do they actually think kids are up at this time.. watching cartoons ??!!

Bees buzzing... ENIGMA....

SMALLVILLE... is this an old episode or a new one ?!