And then, there was a Tag......

A tag that got tagged to the taggee by the tagger on the 8th of September, 2007.

anyway, the taggee has has finally decided to accept the tag.
So here we go.


The tag requires the tagged one to write six quirks about oneself.

• I have forever been, and forever will be scared of eye-brow pluckers. Its something about them. Not that they all look alike. Herein I should mention that because of my intense fear of such people, I have been observing eye-brow pluckers of all shapes, sizes, ethnicities and cultural opinions for the last five or so years, since I discovered the existence eye-brow plucking in our mortal lives. But it should also be noted that I've been getting enough reasons to fear such people. Recently when I visited the nearest beauty parlour, one such specimen pointed out at me and told her collegues, "look, she's got such dicey eye-brows".
  

• The exam days of our school/college schedule have always been my happiest. Much to the dismay/envy and constant confusion of my fellow mates in school/college, I've always been surprisingly chirpy and upbeat for a person who is almost always under-prepared for all sorts of tests and exams

• I am in love with my pictures. I have more than one thousand pictures of my own self, edited, coloured, photo shopped and otherwise. Give me a camera, good lighting conditions and some privacy, I will start clicking my own pictures. After clicking, I will gaze at them, admire myself, will transfer the pictures to my computer, will gaze at them, will admire myself , will change my orkut display picture, gaze at myself, will admire myself, will change the picture again, will gaze at the changed pic.....will admire myself...its a never ending phenomena.And yet, I continue being insanely insecure about my appearance.
  

• I have a thing for people with a deep throated voice. You can be a dacoit, a transvestite, a male chauvinist pig or even a Raj Thakerey, if you have a deep throated voice, you will be a different person for me.

• I like the idea of being confused. If I were not as confused as I am about all things in general, I would be such a bored person. Now that I am confused..at least I can think..about the difference between a public bus and a private bus and why is pee not called poo and vice versa and just where the hell is Chowringhee......[by the way..the spell check for Chowringhee is"Wrongheadedly".]

• I fail to understand how people can be so casual and lackadaisical about other people who consider Rakhi Sawant good looking. I mean you can call her hot and sexy, because I really don't know what the words "hot" and "sexy" imply...but good looking? My target here are the people who consider her good looking. I have no issues with Rakhi Sawant whatsoever.

I tag my dear friend The deevah because much to my sadness and discomfort, she has stopped blogging. also, I tag all other bloggers who have not blogged in the past two weeks. Please wake up. Thank you.