A Vampire, Zombie or a Werewolf?

Who would I rather be a vampire, zombie or a werewolf? I thought about it long and hard. 

Vampires are sexy, rich, they dress well and they kill their victims cleanly. A small bite on the victims' tender necks is enough. There is an air of mystery around a vampire. They can transform themselves into a bat and fly. They can move at lightening fast speeds and have very sharp senses. The only negative point is that traditionally they are nocturnal beings. I am a morning person so staying awake in the night will take some getting used to.  If I have the opportunity to be young forever, look beautiful and be rich, why would I ever miss that?

Recently, I started watching zombie movies. My first zombie movie is Warm Bodies. In this movie, a zombie falls in love with a human and goes through the process of un-zombificaiton, he becomes human. I always disliked zombies. They wear tattered clothes, move at the pace of a snail and have zero table manners. They kill their victims in the most horrible and messy way and they do not wash-up, which leaves blood stains on their clothes and their face. They are devoid of emotions, devoid of feelings, they live like machines that chomp on humans. What is point of such an existence? I will definitely not be a zombie.

We know from the Twilight series that werewolves look hot as humans (do you remember Taylor Lautner?). My only concern is that every time a person transforms into a werewolf, he/she would need a new pair of clothes. Being a female, there would not be dearth of clothes, but it will be an expensive business in the long run. I would have to do a ton of shopping on every full moon. As a woman, I am more used to getting attention for my good looks, but a werewolf is all hairy and scary. After transforming into werewolf I will be more worried about the hair all over my body. Who would have the courage to wax a werewolf? So this option is ruled out as well.

I would rather be a vampire. Who would you rather be?

(all pictures from google images)

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I had a breakfast takeaway from McDonalds today. I loved this cute and creative takeaway designed for a single coffee cup. Good job McD!

The Safari - Part 2

Mama bear and baby bear went on a safari and saw humans. They completed the couch potato safari and the rich safari. As the bus entered the poor safari, they smelled something foul, the smell of rotten food and rotten flesh. There was filth all around. They saw a couple and a boy seated on the bare earth. The father wore tattered black colored trousers and they could see his ribs though the stretchable skin. The baby had matted hair, a bulging stomach and his legs were twisted. The woman was digging the ground with a stick. She wore a green colored saree that barely covered her body. 

Baby bear asked the mama bear, ‘Who are these?’

The mama bear replied, ‘They are the poor’

Baby bear asked, ‘What about the story you wanted to tell me in the poor safari?’

Mama bear replied, ‘Many decades ago, humans ruled the world. As the years passed, they lost their moral values and became greedy and selfish. The gap between the rich and the poor grew wider. The poor got angry that they could not afford the basic necessities like food, clothing and education. They saw the rich splurging on food, clothes and drinks and they grew bitter inside. They attacked the rich. The attacks grew into a war. In the war most of the humans were killed except for a few, whom we see in these enclosures all over the world. The governments are to be blamed for the increasing gap between the rich and poor. There were policies to provide education and food for the poor, and a better lifestyle but the politicians did not let the money go to the poor and pocketed all the money. The politicians supported the war in the initial stages for their selfish motives; little did they know how harmful it was to support the war.’

Baby bear asked, ‘Who are politicians?’

Mama bear replied, ‘We will see them next’.

The bus moved into the politician safari. As soon as they crossed the black colored gate, a portly man in white clothes came and prostrated before the bus and did not let it move.

Baby bear asked the mama bear, ‘What happened?’

Mama bear replied, ‘The politician wants money.’

‘Money?’

‘Yes, unless and until we give him money he will not allow the bus to go farther.’

After a few minutes, a few other humans in white shirts and trousers made a line alongside the bus on either side and shouted, ‘Safari down down’.

 

The animals were amused at this new development. The crane, who was the driver, asked the animals to give the packets of leaves to the politicians. These packets of leaves were given to the animals along with the ticket. The animals did as they were told. The politicians allowed them to move. 

Baby bear looked at the mama bear and said, ‘Why the leaves?’

‘Leaves are money for the politicians. The zoo keepers understood the hoarding...collecting nature of the politicians and they made them believe that leaves are the new currency.’

As the baby bear looked around, he saw white colored shapes sleeping on beds of leaves, greedily looking at the piles of leaves and a few of them were on top of the trees plucking the leaves.

Baby bear thought to himself, ‘Now I understand why the trees in this safari have a lot less leaves than the others’

The safari ended with the tamasha by the politicians.

Mama bear and baby bear went home. As soon as they went home, baby bear turned on the TV and dipped his hands in a bowl filled with honey and licked.

Mama bear scolded the baby bear, ‘Don’t be a couch potato. Turn off the TV and do your homework’

Baby bear reluctantly turned off the TV and walked towards his room.

Image from http://libraryfortheartist.blogspot.in/2012/01/mama-bear-card.html

The Safari - Part 1

Mama bear and baby bear went on a Safari at Bannerghatta National Park. They rode in a green colored bus with meshed windows. The bus was filled with swans, ducks, bears, dogs, hyenas, lions and tigers. Everybody was excited to go on the Safari.  All of them wore their best attires and the bus looked colourful. Mama bear wore a pink colored frock and the baby bear wore black half-pants and a yellow shirt. They sat in the first row. The crane, which was in the driver’s seat, wore navy blue trousers and shirt and a black cap. The crane stepped on the accelerator and off they went on the safari. 

They passed through the black gates and entered the couch potato safari. The place was covered with glass rooms. In these rooms, they saw several couch potatoes seated on a sofa, watching flat screen TV’s. There was a bowl full of chips beside them. The couch potatoes were too busy even to notice the bus full of animals. They kept on munching the chips and intently watched the TV.

Baby bear asked the mama bear, ‘Mama, what is this human?’

Mama bear replied, ‘It is a couch potato’

‘Couch potato?’

‘Yes. They just sit and watch TV all day and do not go outside. They eat unhealthy food. They are heavy because they did not exercise. The zoo keepers had to put up with a lot of struggle to get them to this place. They carried them along with their sofa in huge cranes and moved them here’

‘Oh! I don’t like the couch potato’, said the baby bear.

After the couch potato safari, they entered the rich safari.

As they entered, they heard loud music. Baby bear covered his ears, the music was too loud for his sensitive ears. They passed though a huge room with disco balls hung on the ceiling. Humans wore glittering dresses that sparkled in the sunlight and they were drinking some transparent liquid in tall glasses. They were laughing, talking and snacking on plates filled with meat and vegetables. 

Baby bear asked the mama bear, ‘Who are these?’

Mama bear replied, ‘They are the rich. They feast all day and night. They drink, they dance and they party.'

Baby bear asked, 'Where do they get money from if they party all day?' 

Mama bear replied, 'They got the wealth from their ancestors, not a single penny is their hard earned money. They waste their wealth’ 

Baby bear said, ‘I like them’

Mama bear replied, ‘They are the ones who caused the war which wiped out all the humans, except for a few, whom you see now. We preserved the humans in the same state that we found them in, in their natural habitats'

‘How did the war happen?’

Mama bear looked at the safari brochure and told the baby bear, ‘I will tell you that story when we are in the poor safari’

Image from google images

To be continued...

Mashup of tastes

Fruits taste a particular way and we are used to that. We know how a banana tastes like, sweet, a little bit sticky and very soft. We also know how it looks like, yellow in color. What if a banana takes like a strawberry and looks red in color and a pineapple tastes like a grape and also has the color of black grapes ?

Philips has done a three month research on making hybrid fruits. They came up with a kiwi that tastes like tangerine, a banana that smells like strawberry and a pineapple that looks and tastes like a grape. To answer your question, 'No Philips is not getting into fruit selling business, they are marketing their new blender, Walita'.

Watch people eat these hybrid fruits and see how surprised they are.

Memories forever

In life we meet a few people who leave a lasting impression on us. We cherish the times that we spent with them and when they are not there, we relive those memories from time to time.

One of my uncles was my personal favorite. My earliest memory of him was when I was about 1^st or 2^nd standard. On the day of his visit to our home, I used to wake up early, get dressed and help mom with her chores and be ready to hear his footsteps approaching our door.

When he came, he held me close to him and said, ‘Oh! S--- is up so early and she has done so much work.’

 

His appreciation brought a huge smile on my face. His compliments were very genuine and I loved to do anything that he told me to do. He had a way with people which made ever body love him. 

I remember one such compliment given by my uncle, when I was doing my Bachelor’s. I used to stay in the hostel for namesake and I always used to shuttle between my hostel and my uncle’s place when the classes were not going on. 

One particular day that I was at my uncle’s place, I was cooking a sweet dish made with lentil and jaggery. I was standing in front of the shiny steel stove which had two burners. On one of them was the vessel, which consisted of yellow lentils and jaggery, with just enough water to cook the lentils. After the mixture was partially cooked, I added cardamom. As the cardamom disappeared into the dish, the aroma of cardamom filled the room. The stove was placed in front of a wall which had a big enough window through which I could see my uncle sitting on the bed. He wore a white lungi and a baniyan. His hands were placed beside his hip. His head was bowed down, he leaned slightly forward and his hands clutched the rim of the bed as though the intensity of his thoughts transferred to his hands. The smell of cardamom filled the kitchen and wafted into the other room in which my uncle was there. 

He raised his head and looked at me through the window and saw that I was cooking something. He asked, ‘What are you cooking?’

I replied, ‘Sweet dish made with lentils and jaggery.’

He complimented, ‘Sweet dishes made by a sweet lady.’

I smiled and immediately blushed. That was the one of the best compliments that anybody has ever given me. It was also the last compliment that I received from him.

I replied, ‘Thank you.’

I looked at him, his hands still held on to the bed. Even the aroma of my sweet dish was not successful in completely bringing him into this world from his world of thoughts.