I want mine here in Bangalore

I've been quite happy with life in Bangalore. Life on the home front is awesome.I love my job, I have great friends from the XLRI group and from work and I am learning martial arts from a great teacher. Great life no?

I thought so too, until Toinks visited us this weekend. She came for a '2-day-no-agenda' visit. It couldn't have been better planned. We wandered around Forum Mall like idiots, window shopping for stuff, browsing through a 100 books and drooling on half of them, we went and splurged on 'fresh hand made' cosmetics. We pigged out cheesy, greasy pizzas and had butter loaded breakfasts. We watched a movie and cried through it. We ate pav-bhaji and cribbed about how it was not like anything made in Mumbai. We watched a reality show non-stop for 4 hours. We made 4 confirmed holiday plans that we could go for between April 2009 and May 2010, fully aware that even if one of those happened, it would be great.

We also did a lot of crazy stuff like trying out tester samples for a really expensive lip-balm on our hands and then not using the tissue provided by the shop assistant to wipe our hands so that we could apply that tester patch on our lips once we were out of the store (why waste good stuff was toink's argument). We fished out dead honey bees from the swimming pool. We stood in the balcony of my house and made really mean comments about each swimmer in the pool. We called each other bitch half a dozen times. We ended up wearing matching red clips in our head without realizing it. Both of us ended up wearing pink kurta and blue jeans without planning it.

Now that she's gone, life in Bangalore does feel a little empty. I miss them. I really feel sorry for people without best friends. I want mine here in Bangalore.

Catfeeder

My Dad installed a new bird feeder in the Kalyan house a week ago. Despite him changing the water and food everyday, not a single bird visited the bird feeder yet. No,not even a crow. He called Arnav to pour his heart out to him. Arnav had a couple of quick suggestions.

Suggestion 1
Ask the next door uncle to release the African parrots from his Aviary so that they'll come and eat food from the bird feeder. Dad told him this idea was kind of impractical because the chances of the next door uncle letting go of his prized possessions was really low.

Suggestion 2(because the first one was impractical)
Empty the grains from the bowl on the feeder. Fill the bowl with Milk. Call the apparatus it a Cat feeder.Dad was speechless.

I continue to be amazed with the kid.