There are some things money can't buy. For everything else, there's MasterCard.
There are some things people will never know about me. For everything else, befriend me n read my blog.
Lame statement, yeah!
I wouldn't want to create a quiz on facebook- "how well do you know Mitali?", because if someone knew me 100percent, they shouldn't be my friends anymore...i believe friendship and love are about forever getting to know the other person. How boring would it be if we all knew what data was stored in whichever memory location of all our folks- like robots?
Call me an 'enigma', if i have to glorify myself as an actress in the movies. There are some things about me that some people will never have thought of. Secrets, that have been guarded, and its fun to discover those secrets [after having survived on this planet for 19 years and a bit more]...because I didn't them know myself...here's Five Facts.
1. I love Harbhajan Singh. This is what I see him as- I personally think he is one wickedly awesome person, who never underestimates himself,,,a thing which i often do.I often undervalue my capabilities.Then I don't perform that well.
There are many things that I have done.Ahem ahem, I wasn't following Nike's Just Do it, but these things happened and I had been in the right place when they did. For example, I have been a person who scored 91 per cent in the High School Certificate Exam, and 157 in the Entrance test for engineering. Had I not given up studying in the last week, I would have certainly scored more than 175 and entered the doors of a college of engineering for a B.Tech/B.E.... Fate came along and asked me- Do you want to B.E. or not to B.E. Maybe I said I don't want to B.E.
Fate took me to Pune, Symbiosis, into a Design school, on my merit. Later on fate changed her mind, thought Perth sounded better for me than Pune. So, fate transferred me from Pune to Perth, down under. And it is because of this fate that I haven't eaten a proper Ratnagiri Haapoos Mango for about two years. But fate did not want me to be unhappy. So fate made me buy tinned mango pulp, Made in India and imported by Australia. And fate did not want me to miss Pune, so fate made Perth look familiar, like Pune.
As fate has made Harbhajan Singh my favourite cricketer personality, I can't do anything about it, if anyone says "you really like him!!??" Yes I do love him. Love him for what he is. Unlucky me, cos he has a girlfriend-Priya Reddy.
And as fate will have it, she's unlucky too because it was reported that Harbhajan will marry a Punjaban Sohni Kudee only.
2. If a surname denotes the ancestors and ancestral home, my surname should have been Mavlange.I hail from an ancient village called Mavlange, in Ratnagiri district, Maharashtra. I am a part of the Mavlange=Mavlangkar dynasty and proudly so, worship Nrusinha, or Narsimha- the half-lion half-man avatar of Lord Vishnu. That means I have lion-blood running in my veins. Lion connotes courage and greatness. Something that I should treasure, and therefore I am a part of the biological cat-family.
Funnily enough, a couple of my school-teachers used to call me their Little Lion because I had a t-shirt with an illustrated lion on it, which I wore at sports.
And interestingly, cats follow me a lot. Everywhere I go. It's true. They do stare at me. As if they know me and want me to be a part of their crowd. Once they know me, they approach me fearlessly and want to be cuddled by me. I love cats. I can talk to them, like friends. They do flirt with me too. The male ones try to show off to me. And the female furry ones want to sit on my lap and sleep. Unfortunately I am neither gay, nor lesbian and not a cat.
When I did have cats, I would have cat- hairs on all my clothes. It was annoying, but I couldn't shoo them off just because they didn't use Pantene or Sunsilk for hairfall-control. That would be really unkind and so Not Me.
When I did my first ever paid part time job in Perth, I used to work in the filling of what was commonly called "the cat-food aisle" in the supermarket.
3.I have been on nationally broadcasted Television. Once. Just once. Yaah I have..
Yeah yeah yeah!!! It was one of the most exciting things of my life.
Well, not really.
IN fact, it was extremely boring. Very tiring.
Toooo long and I never felt hungry as I did during a shoot for eight hours to air a show of a meagre 21 minutes. And I realised that being tall may not be the best thing to be looking cute, on Indian Television. IN fact, it sux to be tall on Indian telly shows. That's when I decided, if I were going to be tall, it would be put to use only as a model. OR if I wanted to Act, I would do theatre, and not television or films.
Sometimes it sux to Be Tall in real life. People of a certain country called India, do stare at me, my face, then at my feet, just to check whether I am wearing high heels. And when they see that I am not wearing extra heels, they look at my face again in awe. I smile at them sweetly and they do feel awkward. But I don't blame them, that's okay, I've really gotten used to it. Being on top of the world is great, well most of the times.
Back home in India, I used to get 'noticed' at a lot of weddings. I had some really sick weird relatives, [i still hate them] who used to scold me for being tall and then worrying about my suitors, and future husband and kids. As if that was the only thing to worry about in someone else's wedding. Then there was this group of folks who teased and made jokes about me Being Tall. That's acceptable, but I wish they were more creative and didn't make the same jokes in every wedding-atleast I wouldn't have got bored.
The third bunch of people who were taller than or as tall as me wouldn't care. Some peeps ask me how Tall I Am - and when I tell them my true height, they start arguing with me that, "It's not true, you can't be that much!" Some make me convert my height into the metric system- how much in metres? in centimetres?. [Well I am not at all good at arithmetic although I'm Indian]. And then they tell me their own height. their boyfriend's height. their ex- boyfriend's height. his current girlfriend's height.... I start wishing I was invisible.
4. One of my favourite activities is getting my hands dirty. I don't care what they go into.
Mud- one of my childhood loves was mud and soil from my garden. I so miss the chikni matee- mud from the Krishna River.
clay- synthetic clay from play-doh was used more by me than my little brother when we were young.
chocolate- I used to buy a lot of chocolate last year. I would pirate it into my room, and keep it in my bed-side drawer, and have it at night, if I couldn't sleep.
not anymore because the boys of the house stole all my chocolate when we moved house.
honey- my breakfast cereal is never over without honey on bananas over milk.
cake-batter- peer reviews say I often make good cakes. But do they know i have a selfish reason- getting my hands into the batter and licking them?
nuts- playing with my hands into a bulk of nuts of any kind- including dry fruits makes me feel dreamy, romantic, poetic which is equivalent to having an orgasm, in my case.
paint- I am not an artist, or painter, but I have used paints for a long time.I love colour on my hands, that stays on, even after washing.
glue- I must have been a record holder for upturning the glue bottle and dropping glue all over the place. After all these years I have discovered that its actually fun.
Anything that's dead,
NOT insects- well live insects don't love me and I hate them, so it's logical for me to consider them untouchables.
NOT earthworms- these people wriggling on my bed, one morning when I wake up- that's one of my worst feared nightmares
NOT crabs, fish- sorry but hunting/fishing makes me emotional and I don't eat crabs.
NOT dissected animals- I never did it, and one reason i never went to study Medicine/Anatomy, the virtual world is a better place for me, i think.
NOT meat or certain censored vegetables, NAh- don't really like touching this stuff, so don't like to cook meat that much. Pulses and beans/peas are okay with me.
5. I don't want to be a Consumer, who buys the Brands. I wouldn't wear a brand, say, A , and look good, just by itself. Because then I'd want people to tell me I look good, and that brand A is good. And if they didn't, I would have to buy another brand B, which may or may not look good. And if it does, I would start buying all their products, and if anything was not really good, I would have to switch over to another brand C, which would emotionally be unsatisfying for me, becos someone told me I looked good in B,,,, but C is actually better, and then I'd shell out some more money to buy every big brand A-Z in the world...which would then get to my head, and I'd feel lost if these brands disappeared from my life one day....
If they still kept growing, because of my down-to-earth attitude, I'd feel bad for the small scale industries which produce great stuff : [I mean, look at their cheap prices]...and go buy them, and then I'd want to have every'thing' in this world, which would mean following the so-called American way of life- use people and love things, but I am myself, I don't live life the other way round like the Americans do. And so, I conclude, from the above self-analysis and research: I am a brand, I don't need anything else. It's MiKiDe if it really does need to have a name.
If I essentially have to be a hypocrite, then I'd say...Ah I wish I was a top model, who could wear all the brands without necessarily buying them, and then get paid for wearing them. Financial Gain, Yeah that would be fun. Conclusion: If you love brands, be a model.
But hey there's more and my philosophy of life is to Kiss- as we all know to keep it simple, stupid. Logic has always made a difference to me, and to my happiness, since I have been an ex-student of Computer Science In the end what really matters is that this is who I love to be.
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