Abeer Might Temporarily Be Unavailable...

Because I am busy catching up with Life. Dyou know that Ive had like about 20-30 dates with Life already?

Apart from that, I'm busy being romanced by the sun and wind of Bombay, who wish not that i leave. they're like two jealous lovers fighting over me, can you believe it?* me! the sun caresses my skin and the wind wipes his mark away, bringing forth instead his gentle gestures. sometimes if ive been with the sun for too long, he gets angry, then smushes my hair as an act of revenge. it leaves me all huffy puffy, having to de-stress my overly-stressed hair.

* i bet you think the overexposure to the sun and an overdose of vitamin D have rendered me senseless, but trust me, it's all in the flow.

Mama O Mama!

. so today morning mama came up to me to wake me up, but i was already up and out of my bed. seeing her i slipped back in bed to cuddle with her. she obliged and we snuggled for a good 5 minutes. i was about to go back to sleep because im a sucker for snuggles like that, until my mama cracked this hilarious joke.

so basically, the Yusufs know of a couple who recently got married in an arranged fashion. the boy was sourced for the girl by her mother from an area in bombay, called Chinchpokli. now the boy is alright, quite handsome and a gentleman-ly fellow. the girl, who we have known personally for many years, isnt quite the same. lets just say that when we got the news of her engagement to a boy (we hadnt known at that point that it was an arranged affair or that he was as dapper as we found him to be) i exclaimed to mama that if she can get engaged, there IS hope for me in life after all. anyway.

back to the future. while cuddling i told mama i dont want to leave india. and mama's like, me too. and then she goes, koi mil gaya? (did you find someone?) and im like whaaa. i proceeded to tell her, no, koi nahin mila ( i didnt find anyone ), the person i was looking for never seems to come by. all the people i DONT want to find turn up though. and mama goes, 'dont worry, we'll look for the perfect person together. we'll look in Chinchpolki'. the basic meaning was that we'll look for a guy who's even better than you.

. i wonder if ive blogged about the 'thukriyaa' incident. i dont think i have, so i shall tell you now. so one day i was on the phone with someone, and while talking to them, i mistakenly said thukriyaa, instead of shukriyaa. unfortunately for me, mama heard it. and since then, there's been no end to my humiliation. i told a. kapadia about this and embarrassing it is and how mama wont let go, and how mama and i point out each other's mistakes and make a hue and cry about it. now a. kapadia and i went colaba shopping and she obviously knows about this. so we were at this restaurant eating the best cheese with fries EVER and i made a pronunciation mistake- i called first class, flirst class, to which ayesha responded, 'that was a flirst class joke abeer, im going to tell your mama that'. the two of us dissolved into a fit of giggles and couldnt stop for quite some time, which made us look extremely weird with our other present company im sure. anyway, when we finally stopped, i told ayesha that THAT was a good joke, to which she responded, 'thukriyaa thukriyaa'. her cheeks started hurting as a result and i teared in laughter.

. i havent teared with laughter in 3 months!i did so on my last day at work, all thanks to Lakhutia, who was cracking the most bizzare and unfunny jokes. its just that sometimes you just feel insane and decide you want to also join along in the fun. and tear yourself to laughter.

Abeer Appropriates

. I just got an email from the Graduations website (ps. im graduating on the 9th of March) giving us information about our photos and flowers for the big day.

. It never occurred to me that we would need to take professional photographs on the day until i saw the mailer. And now, all of a sudden i dont want to graduate. i dont want to have a fugly photo of myself to remember by my graduation. i just know it'll look fugly and aiyoh i dont want it lah. i dont want to graduate now.

. there was also an attachment in the mail about flowers. apparently you're meant to pre-book a bouquet for YOURSELF on Graduation. im really sorry, but isnt that kind of sad? arent other people meant to be bring bouquets and teddy bears and good wishes for you instead of you BUYING yourself a bouquet?

. i am already nerve-racked.

An Anne Frank In The 21st Century

I wish most to write ferociously when I have the least amount of time to devote to it. 

My imagination works overtime at exactly the same point when it ought to be devoted to honing other resources.

The One With My Aston On National TV

Abeer Appropriates

. this week has been full of surprises and awesome advances! i couldnt have asked for a better week.

. so first things first. this whole week everyone's been, Aww Abeer dont leave. Then they're like, Who's gonna give us our daily dose of crazy once you leave? Or some variation of that. this one colleague of mine was like, 'Abeer, we're really going to miss you. Really. No one is going to entertain us now, and we wont have anyone to laugh at '.

. Shruti got me an autorickshaw mug as a going away present and Friday afternoon i was treated to a lovely lunch by Ms Menezes and Ms Maddur. the Focus team may have the worst job, but they're definitely the most warm and awesome bunch of people. i specially liked how Sumiit had an issue with the flowers i took to work for SvatsUp and Danny. save Danny, Svati and Sumiit are both interns in the Focus department and two very lovely people. Sumiit's also an actor yknow. Anyway, so he was all upset about not having his name written on the note id written for the other 2 and was all merajuk about it. tough luck. 

. i brought my parents to work. i showed them the entire place, and how news is made, how things go on air, what goes in and whatnot. unfortunately i couldnt introduce them to all the people i work with, but Shruti was there, and gushed quite abit about me. which meant that after coming back home, Amma was telling alot of people that you know, her boss was complimenting her so much and was saying so many nice things about her. while in the newsroom, i showed my parents the works right? so there was also a library i showed them. i explained what happens in the library, what the purpose is and whatnot. mama goes right in, talks to the library dude, comes back out and says, yknow, i had to tell them that i too, am a qualified librarian. just incase they need to hire mother media for some reason.

. my writing style is very obvious. when the show went on air this week, my parents were watching it. when i came back home, they told me they knew i'd written the captions because it was very obvious that only i would use the word 'desi' in a caption. caption in question was 'truly desi ankit says pool is cricket on a table'. 

. i got accepted into honours with a scholarship.

. i shot my first PTC, which got approved. this sentence wont make much sense until i show you what a PTC is. 

. i sent my sari for stitching!

. i went to kala ghoda at the start of the week and bought an autorickshaw bag + made a tiny little pot all by myself.

. i met rajdeep sardesai and was introduced to him. i even have 2 pictures with him. 

. i have heard, over this past week, many a time that i write well and that i have the capacity of writing funny scripts. its such a joy to hear that people actually like what i write.

. so MANY people have complimented the PTC i did, its overwhelming. all lovely lovely comments that i shant forget anytime soon! thank you!

. i went through the pain of threading for absolutely no reason at all. blergh.

. monday is my last day at work. i have been asked to write a script for the following week's episode. this means i woulda worked on 7 episodes. 

. i am graduating on the 9th of march, but am still without a dress!

Breaking News!

I, Abeer Yusuf, have been accepted into Honours.

That is all.

Social Experiment

Dear Reader,

Kindly say something extremely mean/rude to me. 

 

Now kindly scroll down.

Thank you in advance.

Yes. To you, you and you!

Dear Egyptians

Aap ko aap ke President ka resignation bohot Mubarak ho.

HAW HAW.

Love,

A.

PS. Don't you just love revolutions?

PPS. What an awesome V-Day present non?

People At Work

. Ankit V has an excellent chef in his mom, which is precisely the reason why his tiffins are always the best to raid. He also happens to be one half of a twin pair.

Special Talent: Coming up with the most kookiest and coolest names for people and things. For eg. chaiwallah for anyone who's a noob.

. Suresh V's mind is probably known to you better as Wikipedia. His knowledge in matters A to Z and back to H is inexhaustible. He also has a reading light in his car. It is also not horribly uncool when he says 'Its 4.30, yo', considering he and I have like a 20-year age gap.

Special Talent: Greatness. To me, the true sign of greatness is when you get respect not by commanding it, but by earning it. I saw it completely by chance when a new journalist was addressing him as Suresh Sir, but he insisted on being called Suresh.

. Ashwin R would win Survivor hands down if he decides to take part. Reason? Just last night, I saw him produce a makeshift spoon using a greeting card. OYEAH. And this with him being a vegetarian. He also has very beautiful eyes. He also owns Rajni pants.

Special Talent: A mind that is a minefield of hyperactivity and where crazy creative juice is a bottomless feature.

. Satya G is the person I report to. I suggest that she leave her job at CNBC and make a fortune opening an organisation company, because she's insanely good at that. She also gives pep talks and is a very encouraging boss. She recently moved into a house that has, quote unquote, "4 balconies".

Special Talent: Will give you a party if you do a task right and well. Ive already chalked up 5 parties.

. Shruti R claims she doesnt like children, but she'd make a kickass mother. She's looked out for me just about the 200 million times Ive messed up at work. She also gave me an autorickshaw mug as a going away present. She will one day own a cat and eats her lunch waaaay too fast.

Special Talent: Gurgling Laughter and the way she crinkles her nose when she finds something remotely funny. Also, kickass in-built coconut water-moisturised skin, which shows off fantastically when she bares her skin. When I told her this, she told me I was deprived of action. 

Save Ankit V, the entire TT team is from the South of India. I feel like 1/3rd of me fits in somehow.

Immigration Forms

Name in Full: I. Bags

Place of Residence: Abeer's Undereye

Date of Arrival: Circa 2000
Reason for Visit: Stress, Problems, Lack of Sleep

Estimated Date of Departure: Infinity

Estimated Duration of Stay: Perpetuality

Name of Best Friend: Concealer

Place of Residence: Abeer's Make Up Pouch

Date of Arrival: Every 6 Months
Reason for Visit: To Help Best Friend

Estimated Date of Arrival: Prior To A Date

Estimated Date of Departure: Morning After D.O.A.




. on a compeltely un-related note, someone from Lanka just visited us from a place called Mount Lavania. I dont even know if this is an actual mount, but OMYGOD it excites me so terribly much thinking that someone is reading MY blog FROM a MOUNTAIN!

Mama O Mama!

Dear Readers,

This is to bring to your attention that Mama Yusuf is to no longer be referred to as Mama Yusuf, or her own actual name. She now goes by the moniker, Media Ki Maa, which is of course, wordplay on her part to sound like Media Ka Baap (which incidentally would be Papa Yusuf). She has decided upon this nickname because one of her children is completing an internship at a media organisation. Alternatively, she doesnt mind being addressed as Mother Media, which is again, a very witty take on Mother India. She has self-named (for the lack of a better term) herself in both cases.

Please bear this in mind in case you are to visit the Yusufs in the coming future,

A Yusuf.

Good Morning World.

And I'm back with the old songs!

This one's new and quite awesome. Very throaty feel and all.

And to end with Mr. Dev Anand. 

Gaate raho everybody!

Why You Have To Love Indian Minds

This song has been created for cinemas. 

In India, as I discovered last year, when you go to cinemas, each screening starts with the National Anthem in the beginning, followed by all your trailers and whatnot.

This song has been created by BIG Cinemas.

It moved me.

Good Afternoon World.

You must listen to this song to feel happy!

I think this movie is going to be stellar. More so because I'm such a Madhavan fan. 

Hawwwji.

Why You Have To Love Indian Minds

if this doesnt scream creativity to you, i dont know what will. 

The One Where I Write My First Product Review Script

i also wrote alot of the captions you see when Ankit and Suresh are talking. 

my story was the iBall Aasaan phone!