What would RTH do?

That is the question.

If I were in a highschool yearbook, they would vote me most likely to die of a lynch mob. That does not prevent me from opening my mouth and serving a warm hearty cup of STFU to people who deserve it. My dark scathing humor will leave no matter of existence untouched. My innocence will touch your soul.

Welcome to a warped world turned inside out and upside down. All sorts of discretion advised.

Monday, January 2, 2012

Thirty........going on thirteen

Gosh! It is hard to believe. I'm officially thirty years old. This is it, the big three-oh. The end of the road, the top of the peak. They say it all goes downhill from here. I feel great though. I don't look thirty, I don't feel fifty. In fact I feel like I'm still a silly little teenager. Perhaps not even thirteen at times, but just three years old. Looking back, perhaps half a life has gone by, maybe more, maybe less, but it has been a good life so far.

There have been ups and downs, but in the long run, I think it really evens out. I pretty much had an awesome childhood and received a lot of adulation as I was the only female granddaughter for a long time. Lost my way as I hit puberty, becoming a moody reclusive totally emo pubescent kid. Bounced right back to have the most incredible teenage ever. Those were the best days of my life. I played field hockey, participated in other activities, made a ton of friends and overall had a blast. Of course the education department slacked a bit, but overall it was a great experience.

Then I moved to the states and kind of lost myself in the crowd. I didn't know what I wanted to do with life. I was torn, devastated and utterly depressed about leaving behind everything I knew. I was confused about how to start life all over again as an adult. I slacked off, lost my way, and struggled through quite a few bitter years.

That is all in the past now. I don't know why thirty is such a big deal or why people feel thirty is old. I'm thirty years young and in a great place in my life. I didn't get to fulfill a lot of idealistic dreams, but I have absolutely no regrets. I'm doing my MBA in an excellent program in a good university, and I'm keeping up good grades. I'm enjoying my job and being dreamy trying to take a crack at my dream career in the foreign services. In six days I go to Brazil and fulfill my thirst for traveling one opportunity at a time.

Here's looking forward to the next thirty years and tackling the wearing life throws at us. Thirty is not scary like people make it to be, nor will 40, 50, 60 or even hundred. Although I want to die by 70. But no matter how old, I'll always be hot like my idol Betty White


Sunday, January 1, 2012

2011 A Year that was

Ah 2011, a year that once was, now a blimp in the fabric of the past. The speed at which time flies never ceases to amaze. I can hardly believe that a whole another year has flown by and it is 2012 already. It seems like just yesterday I awoke on a groggy morning to a new year that was 2001. Yeah, every New Year, it seems like a whole decade has flown by.

2011 has been an incredible roller coaster ride. The year did not begin well at all. On January 9th, 2011 a crazed gunner opened fire in Arizona killing nine year old Christina Taylor Green and put Representative Gabrielle Giffords in a comma. We had not recovered from that traumatic shock when Governor Scott Walker of Wisconsin set out on his agenda to destroy the working and middle class of our state. He meticulously slaughtered and butchered the rights of working people, the very foundation and backbone of democratic systems. Then in March crippling earthquakes ripped through Japan killing thousands of people and putting the Fukushima nuclear plant in severe danger.

It was not all that bad though. For 2011 will turn out to be the face of hope and faith in adversity as well. The Arab spring of 2011 will be firmly entrenched in our memories as well as the pages of history for generations to come as people in Egypt, Libya Syria and other parts of the Arab world rose in unison against their oppressive regimes. Solidarity has to be the word of the year as the flames of inspiration from the Arab spring ignited passions across the globe. Wisconsin was the first bring people together in solidarity to stand against Governor Scott Walker and his war on the middle class. Through the course of the year the middle class around the world would join in unison against the economic imperialism of the wealthiest. First with the Occupy Wall Street movement, then with the global Occupy movement that resonates with the working class across the world. In tandem our friends in India carried on their own battle against corruption. Anna Hazare vulcanized the Indian people together to stand in solidarity against corruption in politics. After years of ignorance and apathy, he had awakened the Indian people to take a stand for something.

In more joyous front the Indian Cricket team finally won the World Cup after years of painful wait. Although it might sound frivolous to some, watching MS Dhoni tonk an easy but massive six to seal the deal with the winning run has to be the highlight of the year. World cup was such sweet victory that it served as soothing balm to the tragedies that befell cricket India later. Then there was the wedding of our lives, Prince William married Kate Middleton. As billions of people tuned into watch the ceremony, it was the love and romanticism that brought a sense of calmness and contentment amidst the chaos of the world. To contrast the elegant and distinguished British Royal wedding Kim Kardashian followed with her own campy and kitschy media circus wedding to make us giggle and laugh at what the American celebrity wedding is all about.

Oh and to subtly understate 2011's elephant in the room - Obama got Osama. Yes bitches. Obama got Osama.

On a personal front the year was quite an ordinary one. The year began with a terrible movie that was Tees Mar Khan and ended with the ordinary but funny I Love You Man. In retrospect I should have ended with the high note of Don 2, but I Love You Man is huge upgrade from Tees Mar Khan. I watched only 73 movies in 2011. I hope to be able to hit at least a hundred in 2012. In reading I started with the intriguing Dracula and ended in the midst of New Dictionary of Cultural Literacy. All in all I completed only 27 books in 2011, my new goal is 35 at least for 2012. I hope to amp it up to fifty sometime in the future.

While I've been good with writing and keeping my blog more up to date. I have thoroughly ignored my Harry Potter blog. One resolution is to try to commit more time to it in 2012.I retired from being a moderator on India-Forums, hoping to spend less time there and focus more on school. I've kept up very well with school, but seem to still spend way too much time there instead of focusing on more important interests like reading. Hopefully, my new goals will keep me on track.

I will be starting 2012 on a big step on the professional front. I'm currently studying to take the Foreign Services Officer test. I should get my invite to schedule the test this month and take it in February. Hopefully beginning a whole new journey that ends with me finally landing my dream career.


Other notable mentions missed due to lack of time: Steve Jobs, Amy Winehouse, The Riot Kiss, London Riots and more.