nonsense is fun

The past few days have been three worlds, that i live in.. one my work world, the other the house where i pretend i live and the actual world where i do live in......

the first world takes me everywhere, this one takes me to understanding industries, hotels and industries to plunging into the deeper recesses of the backward areas of bangalore. Where the things that i have had the luxury to take for granted for the longest time of my life are questioned..

funds for college, being able to say no to marriage, being entitled to education, speaking a language all of it... remember when i was on my first trek a long time back, must have been 15 years ago and I was walking admist hill villages and small shacks, where girls with ribbons in their hair were gawking at the city kids, walking as a sport and i remembered thinking...

The only difference between her life and mine, is the sheer chance of where we happened to be born, and that one thing has made everything change.............always made me wonder are your thoughts ours from the start of things or only a reflection of the people we have around us..

nature or nuturer... both make us who we are.. thats y cultural exchanges become such interesting activities to be a part of.. wonder how this post got so serious.. yikes help...

things i dont understand

A random lists of things that never seem to make any sense for me

• Lift man- that old about to topple over and die man that has been employed for the sole purpose of floor number. Everyone can press the floors numbers and am sure that disabled people also have some way of doing so. 
• Cinema usherer-  They check the ticket at the entrance to the complex and then again at the hall, then the need to recheck if I am indeed me, at the time of sitting on my seat makes no sense. The torch guy, who would when i was a kid at least walk me to my seat was a different story.
• Tongue piercings- First of all OUCH!!!! and y in the world would u want something metallic all the time. How do you kiss or eat or do anything?
• Coasters- I get it... dont pounce on me. get the value it brings, the ring marks, the table wax getting all mushy but really can we stop it there please
• Men with pocket combs, with comb peeking out
• Gym preening- staring at your tummy after each set.
• Buying large belts and then looping the belt twice over
• Beards that hang off the chin, osama does not set fashion trends
• Polka dots- SPECIALLY polka dotted sardar turbans
• Miniature dogs- Chuwabas
• Eating like a lady, with the fork and knife, for each round.
• Scratching your balls and hand holding
• Goldy Don- ello I am from Dubai, see I flash gold on my finger, wrist and all over
• Shirts not tucked in 
• Louis Vitton luggage collection
• Golf
• Diet Beer
• Sugarfree chocolate
• sport shoes with formal pants
• sunglasses in the night, perched on hair
• flossing
• matching shoes with handbags, hairband, wrist band and nail paint. Filing nails. hate filing nails
• Taboo on entering temples, if a girl has her period
• virginity
• Suicides and War. Unselfishness of soldiers. Heroic and something I never ever could do
• Size zero
• Plastic surgery for nose, ears and silicon
• RSS and shivsena and orthodox
• Malai and toast. Butter and Jam. White butter
• Plain milk
• Filmstars performing at weddings
• Mosquitoes
• Awards. What is the big deal about getting an award
• Aspiration to own a BENZ
• Forced marriages. Caste restrictions
• Milky tea
• Rabri
• Bengalis dress sense