its friday.. wheeee

Well I just felt like shouting that..

The mind per say is a funny tool.. when one least expects it, there are some ping pong which plays up BANG comes up the impulses..

So well I acted on it and I am happy.. he he.. I love listening to my impulses..

The serious part encouraged me to try Ayurveda so went and enrolled myself for a treatment..

Methinks that its always good to take care of oneself.. and since I have not tried Ayurveda.. well lets do it.. and I did it..

And now I have some weird tasting medicines to take in the morning and the doc has promised me of some deep rooted recovery.. or whatever.

Now I am not a fan of medicines specially of the Allopathy nature.. but yes.. natural remedies always is good. .

The doc was good and the treatment sounds encouraging..

It did burn a hole in the already holed pocket.. ( lets not ponder there)

But health is wealth so here I am.. the paper kind comes  and goes..

Grocery Shopping has now become complicated.

I think I have not reached that mindset where I do a detailed research on what I buy.. Nope I buy by instinct and of course the date on the packet.

Now when I go browse the rice, lentil, grains, pulses and beans, section , I am flummoxed by the local variety, the organic variety and the normal variety.. WAHHHHH !!

Now this purchase which used to take me seconds..  now takes me couple of valuable minutes.. Why why why… I am like what do I take.. organic – well that seems to be the fad.. and healthy as well and expensive.. – local – hmm could be good.. – normal – whats the diff.. I usually take that..

Now you can see me with my tiny hands on my chin… pondering upon this rack with the concentration of deliberating over a critical life and death decision..

I caught myself at it and could not help berate myself for being so fussy.. Gosh !! and POP I go and choose an organic packet of Black Channa and normal Dal and another local Dal..

Well !!! ,  me says to myself,  that should do it !! I have the best of all the three.

Result : When I come home..

• local – is ok..
• Normal is normal..
• Organic is interesting – the channas look good but inside its full of insects which has eaten it hollow..

Well there goes my choices.. I will stick to the NORMAL.. for now..

I think this organic concept has not been understood well or the product was bad.. whatever.. !!! OR my vision is also going bonkers. The packet looked just fine when I picked it up..

Anyway..Now I am back to seconds.. in shopping..

Medians on the road are made for a purpose..

Bikers of the generic kind.. the commuter variety and not the passionate variety… Why do you think your 100- 150 cc bike can go over a well placed median just to avoid riding normally and taking a U turn..

We are all doing that.. Heck my baby can cross the median well but we have rules and its logical why they have been put there..

But no.. we have bikers who painfully cross the medians sweating, gyrating and then BANG the bike does not start.. and I go SCREEEEEECCCHHHHH to save from plowing onto him..

It is madness and I felt like getting out of the car and giving him a punch on his face.. for giving me such a heart attack.. GRRRRRR

Next time I will blow my already loud horn and give him a piece of the heart stop that I get..

And they say that women drivers are a menace..

I think we women can teach them men something.. buhahahah !!!

So all well you have  a good weekend..

I am doing some movies, friends, dentist.. and all that blah…  he he