October 31st, 2003 |
by Anita |
published in
Personal
On the excitement front, little sister (who’s a chef) got herself a job in the UK and is flying out tomorrow. So it’s goodbye to window shopping, travelling and watching movies together. We’ve raided most of the shopping malls in town trying to adequately prepare her for the England winter. She’s going to be in […]
October 31st, 2003 |
by Anita |
published in
Personal
Nidhi reminded me today that I haven’t been updating. So I thought I’d do a quick detour via the cybercafe on the way home. The phone connection will take longer, so I guess I will have to contend with making Sify Iway a little richer till then. Life’s been a whirlwind. We finally moved out of […]
October 14th, 2003 |
by Anita |
published in
Personal
I am trying to get a grip on my things as I organise my packing. I look around and suddenly the thought strikes me. I am a collector. A rabid collector. There is nothing I don’t collect. Bills. Statements. Books. Cassettes. Restaurant order slips. Doctor’s prescriptions. Ball point pens. Brochures and those little flyers about […]
October 14th, 2003 |
by Anita |
published in
Films
Things are moving. Finally. We should be shifting house by next Tuesday. Found a decent place nearby. I’ve been enquiring about cable internet connections and I haven’t found anyone who provides connections in the Borivili west area. I’ve tried Hathway, Dishnet DSL, In2Cable but none of them provide connections here. I was rather surprised. Given […]
October 10th, 2003 |
by Anita |
published in
Blogs
I was reading Bijoy’s personal account of the first ever flash mob in Mumbai: “Flash mobs, a social phenomenon first reported from New York in May, are sweeping the world through email and the Internet, especially via blogs. Flash mobs are sudden and seemingly unplanned gatherings of large groups of people that converge in public […]
October 10th, 2003 |
by Anita |
published in
Personal
While I am quite open to change (in fact, I welcome it), I am quite averse to the ‘waiting’ period. The phase where the changeover is taking place and you simply have to ‘wait’ for things to happen. And you want things to move faster. But they just don’t. And you want to scream out. […]