The Voice In My Head…

Am off to Goa, will be back only in the New Year… Promise a full record of all delinquency when I’m back.

Until then, you guys HAVE A GREAT HOLIDAY SEASON! May the Risen Lord bless you & your families & may 2006 be full of good things!

Blessings,

Melody

Had a lovely day (at least the first part of it, was pretty exhausted by part 2)

Started off by heading to the city for some Christmas Shopping. Were three of us (& I wasn’t really shopping, just tagging along for the ride). First stopped by a jewellers to pick up an ordered chain. I’m not really a jewellery person (will don for weddings, but that’s about it).

Next dropped into Indigo Delicatessen for lunch.

Had a Fish & Chips while the others ordered Quiches and Soups. Food was great (a tad expensive, but it is Indigo) but the service really was not happenning. My friend who’d been there earlier assured me it wasn’t usually the case though.

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What can I say, it was a great party! I throughly enjoyed myself. Congrats you two

Ok firstly, let it be specified - I did not spend the evening in the SLAMMER. No siree bob.

It was bad enough having to go to the Police Station - but I def. do not want to even see a slammer.

That being said, let me explain what really transpired. It’s still kinda annoying for me to go through the whole thing again, but I know I said I would, so here goes.

Was driving home via crazy intersection (what else is new with Mumbai traffic) and had to take a right. Gave my signal & was already turning the car when

THUD (yes, heard the thud).

Turns out one Sardaji (not a joke, he really was a sardaji) has hit me.

To make things more interesting however, he comes out of car & starts yelling. “My bumper has been damaged! Pay me Rs 2500/- right now!!!”

I’m looking at this guy thinking “Is he for real?” (or perhaps using some sort of reverse psychology?) and I tell him theres no way I’m going to pay him any money, let’s just call the cops.

Now unfortunately there’s a traffic jam in a nano-second

So I suggest we move to the side. Except that the guy now becomes Super Annoying and starts accusing me of trying to flee the scene.

We finally parked off the main road & he’s all yelling & shouting. I finally lose my head.

It’s not my fault. My car’s hit too (though not as bad as his) and HE’s yelling at me???!!!

Maybe it was the viral flu that kept me quieter than I would have been otherwise. I just tell him there’s no need to shout and that we should leave this to the cops.

In the meanwhile I call up Khush who very promptly comes to my rescue.

Khush comes & tells me to sit in his car. I feel like I’m in a Godfather movie. Suddenly everything seems so wrong. I want to bash the serd on the head and tell him to stop ruining my evening, I want to go home and rest (I’ve blown away a party to sit home & relax).

BUT NO.

Next thing I know, we’re on our way to the cops.

Will not lie, was excited in a way to be at the Police Station for the first time in my life - probably would have taken tons of photos under any other circumstances (interesting pics of con people on the walls etc)

The way it turned out was that he had to give his statement & then I mine and then we get a case filed.

Except that NOW the *#^$*@#&^ dude decides to tell the cops I was on my mobile phone and that’s why I hit him!!!!!!

I’m fast wanting to find criket bat to whack him with. Instead Khush tell me to chill & that we could show him my phone records & prove that this guy is a liar.

But apparently the cops are not interested. In either of us. We file our “versions” of the story. The whole fiasco took about 2 hours. We leave.

And that was it.

Justice?

At the Police Station. For the first time in my life. Never been inside a police station before (& don’t particularly want to go again).

Anyway, will post in detail later (no suspense intended, just can’t go through whole story again now). Will be back.

(random pic of Bombay police pulled off the net)

Ed: As promised, complete details here.

So the sister finally arrived She’s here a whole month & even got herself a personal lil category on this blog!

She arrived with her soon to be fiancee Nick & his sister Jess on Friday night (boy were the doggies happy!!!)

Without even having any time to settle in had an impromptu party at Angie’s which included a great sing song session, amazing Thai food (ordered in from Thai Ban) and great desserts (not sure where they were from).

Started Saturday at Salon Simone. My sister had her hair straightened and cut while I had my hair highlighted blonde and red. Yup!!

Simone (not my sister, but the Salon owner) really did an AMAZING job and it was all anyone could do to tear me away from a mirror the entire day after that. It’s also really amazing how coloring one’s hair can make one feel so different!!

Thank you ever so much.

Was done by the evening, after which went to Linking road to buy shoes. Decided not to be partial and ended up buying shoes from almost ALL the shops on linking road. We were five of us who went and all of us came home with tons of shoes…

We hardly got home & had to rush off again, this time to Sheesha’s, which is a fabulous little restaurant on the top of Shopper’s Stop. Though I’ve been to the mall tons of times & also the Seven (the night club on the floor below), I’ve surprising never been to Sheesha’s. And I think I’ve found one of my new favorite restaurants.

The ambience is fantastic. The food is great. And the prices are reasonable (starters around INR 200, main INR 350). Had a really good time. Were too scared to try the Lhasoon Kheer (????) for dessert though! Next time maybe! lol

After Sheesha’s dropped into Zenzi.

Will digress a bit and tell you a Sheetal Malhar story. It started back in Goa when my mum and dad ran into her at a party. The poor thing had just ridden in with a friend on a bike and hence was suitably dirty & her hair messed etc. My dad took one look at her and said to my mum “Melody looks so much better than Sheetal Malhar”.

My mum, while suitably amused tried to explain to him that that was just not possible. Still my dad (oh, you got to love these guys!) insisted and still maintains the fact anytime we talk about Sheetal Malhar.

I am most flattered of course by my dad’s obvious partiality though I have never for once thought I look anything near anything as nice as she does.

Except that TODAY, after I got my hair done, I was so full of myself, I actually said to Simone (from the parlour), “Oh my dad’s Sheetal story may actually be true now”.

Immodesty comes before a fall?

Ran into Sheetal at Zenzi and reality quickly (& painfully) hit me and I realised that we shouldn’t even be in same room together.

C’est la vie? At least I’ll always have dad

After Zenzi, drove into the city to Wafflles to join the rest of the gang for desserts and more nonsense.

Came home early in the morning and talked to Simone for a long time before dying of exhaustion. Don’t think I’ll manage this pace an entire month.

Yep, like the rest of those in my suburb, am down with a Viral flu. From yesterday afternoon was in bed, unable to even move. Fever, throat pain & the full body weakness. Yeah, a bundle of joy indeed.

Spoke to the doc last night & started medication immediately, so though I got up totally wiped, am slightly better now. Still pretty weak though.

Here’s info on Virals:

(if you can’t read it, save offline & zoom in on image)

11am & am goin back to bed now. ‘night.

Spent the better part of today with Joey Tribiani. See what I mean:

(01) Got to see him work hard in his office (reading about what the actors on Page 3 were upto)

(02) Got a promise to meet up with his famous Indian movie star friend sometime the coming week (won’t say who until I actually meet him, but he’s like oooooooohhhh sooooooooo very cute!!!)

(03) Got taken out to fancy Italian restaurant. It’s called Spaghetti Kitchen and it’s in Phoenix Mills. Been there before (with Joey). Food’s pretty ok. Had a Penne Vodka while Joe ate the Ceasar salad. Average prices on the menu are around INR 350.

(04) Got yelled at when I tried to eat his food. (I went to the loo before eating to ensure he didn’t tuck into my food during the meal… didn’t work, he ate some of my food anyway)

(05) And ALSO Got to see him lounge in a “Rosita” lounge chair… yes he had trouble getting out of it.

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On an unrelated note, was reminded today of the three toys I used to play with when I was young: a lego set, a rag dolly & a train. Played with them all, but Dolly was the best.

Am rambling now, will stop! The night is young & there are still places to go to. Check in again

Had three business meetings today & one of them was near the new D’Monte Park Recreation Center, which is the new club by the side of the Bandra Gym (it was earlier the D’Monte Park / Lions Club).

I went in and had a little visit & was happily impressed by the size of the grounds, can definetely foresee having some good events there in the future. They also have an Olympic sized pool, which looks kinda small in the pic for some reason (?) & a nice kiddie one on the side, Badminton Courts & most of the other club facilities. Unfortunately though there is no Gym or Tennis Court (mum & I keep an eye out for these respectively).

This last pic was of two really cute kids I saw on the grounds (probably some worker’s kids). The little girl was really so adorable I wanted to adopt her on the spot!!! Never mind, for the time being will settle with the pic.

Soon though, am so ready for babies… forget the husband if it doesn’t happen.

55 Years and still the sexiest looking woman I know.