Creative low

I have hit a creative low. An official low point where there is a desperate urge to write but no topic good enuf. Loads happening in my life but when I sit in front of the laptop with blogger open in front of me I am hitting a blank. There is a certain pressure to write about something that is not trite and also something that is funny and captivates you and makes you relate to it. Phew!! what pressure on a house wife!!!!

Anyways, I want to bless my cousin another one to get married later this week. Pretty much covers the whole bunch. Hard for me to believe it but a whole generation just grew up. The images that run thru my head are of us all lining up in front of tatagaru to take our muti-vitamins. Or M standing behind tatagaru and me stuck in front of tatagaru listening to some lecture and he running around making fun of me. Or M and me sitting on top of the tank trying to identify stars. Or M and me writing a letter to M telling him to stop bullying his little sisters and dropping it in the mail!!! Not the one year that I spent in Hyd but the childhood memories stick. And we all just grew up!!!! God Bless her and the new life that she is about to embark on.

IF you wondering what the hell there are soo many M's in the family. Well our parents made some amazing freaky co-incidence decision to name us all with the letter M.

Well I saw the movie that was almost 2 years in the making.It was apparently the most expensive movie made and yadda yadda. And for three hours the Umerican Desi's left all their dignified Umerican-ness and yelled and screamed and threw paper in the air and generally had a ball. Yead the movie was Sivaji.Like my better half says " you can feel Talaivar's screen presence". I say" Yeah if he is on the screen for pretty much most of the movie you cant miss him"!!! Vivek did a great job according to me. He looks good and acted hilarious.

We are at the end of the our lease agreement so we are house hunting and someone called me Matthews. I have been called a lot of things in life but never been called Matthews!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The course I wanted to take up in summer was cancelled. CANCELLED!! Now why would they do that. I wanted to do it real bad.

Wow!!! I managed to get out a post. And I thot I was at a creative low. Nothing hilarious but definitely trite. Well maybe about the M part of our family. And Oh Oh Oh I am cooking interesting things and they are tasting nice.

God bless and Wish that wonderful cousin of mine a Happy Married Life.

Turn 2

Happy Bday "na-manasu.blogspot.com"

My blog turns 2 today...

Coffee and my tryst with it

Lingering over a cup chatting with friends. Sitting near a window staring out and contemplating over life in general. Gulping one cup down quickly before sitting down for loads of work. Sitting down with one before a long night of studying. And of course the large steaming cup to help reduce the headache. I am sure that most of us use our cup of joe for the above mentioned reasons and a whole load more.

I stumbled upon coffee when I was 19 at a kalyana mandapam where they served nothing but coffee and tea.(ie no milk!!!) and fell in love with it. The sights and smells of coffee give me a high (of the non alcholic kind). To me coffee is not an addiction.. As in, I dont need it to survive or start my day. But I do have an extremely hilarious addiction. I need coffee at weddings. Maybe it has something to do with my inception to this drink. As most are aware Telugu Weddings are at absurd times of the night and the only thing that will keep me going is coffee. 2 30 muhurtam..no problem, if i start drinking coffee by 11 by the end of 5 cups it will be 2 30. Dont look at me like that.The cups at the kalyana mandapam are usually really little. My wedding was at 10:11 in the morning. But I dint want to break the tradition (bad karma et al) . So I had my shots of coffee. 5 minutes before muhurtam with the sheet between TTG and me when he couldn't see me I had my coffee.

Back in my Wipro sojourn 16 hour days usually meant coffee at the end of 8 hours. And another one at the end of 10 hours. By which time they would shut the coffee machine. And I am not a big fan of the instant variety that the Lipton vending machine dispenses. Half of its water anyway!!! I need my black coffee with milk. More black than milk. The best coffee I have had is a a huge giant tumbler that an aunt made for me in Bangalore, when I was interning there.

I do get a lot of the caffeine thing and back when I was in India and un-married I used to get the coffee makes you darker thing. I also get the coffee can be addictive thing and the general coffee is not good for your health thing. But what the heck. I am not addicted to it. Just need it like a bit of adrenaline now and then to get me through activities. That is not wrong is it? (Gawd, I am sounding bad even to myself)

However here comes the problem, I dont make good coffee. Well, atleast I dont like my coffee(that is the coffee I make). I make great tea. However, I dont like tea!!! Recent solution that I have hit upon. TTG (though he doesnt drink it) makes a really good cup of coffee. I also discovered a StarBucks within walking distance from home (heck, I wouldnt go if it was further, I would just loose the urge for it)
I am a strong liker ( big fan) of small bistros or the friendly coffee shops where you can sit with ur cuppa and chat and eat a whole lot of cookies or biscuits. There is something about the ambience and the smell which gives me the "feel good" feeling. But till I discover that, TTG I am depending on you to tide me through the migranes or if we do attend any weddings around here.

A little mokke that I thought of.. If you dont get coffee, eat tiramisu.. haar haar haar..

Another mile stone - Big Dreams

You know when you are really little -people who went to college were big people.And you couldnt wait to go to college. And then when you come to college - married people are uncles and auntys and only friends of your parents are married. And when you graduate and start working you are sort of stuck with this awkwardness of whether to call ppl aunty and kids call u aunty.(what is the fixation with aunty!!!!!!!!!!!) Well, I have graduated so I am a big person and I am married so I am an aunty. And I am gonna turn a year older in less than a week!!!

In the last one year I have seen loads of things and grown up ages. I gave up a gothram and took up a new gothram, I got a whole new family along with my own, I moved to a new country and started a certification in management (Wait all that happened in the last 6 months) In the 6 months prior to that, I changed hair colours, I worked maniacal hours, I wrote my TOEFL and forgot my glasses at the test center, ate out of cartons (to avoid washing dishes) and worked 14 hour days. Phew isnt that a lot to be doing over a year. Gone from one extreme of the spectrum to another. I would definitely say that I have grown a lot in the last one year. I think I have done justice to the whole year and made the most of it.

In the bazaars of....

What do you sell O ye merchants ?
Richly your wares are displayed.
Turbans of crimson and silver,
Tunics of purple brocade,
Mirror with panels of amber,
Daggers with handle of jade.

What do you weigh, O ye vendors?
Saffron and lentil and rice.
What do you grind, O ye maidens?
Sandalwood, henna, and spice.
What do you call , O ye pedlars?
Chessman and ivory dice.

The poem doesnt end here but I just put it an exerpt. The first city I fell in love with. As the train was coming toward the Mouala Ali station I could not contain my excitement. Visibly more joyful I would wait for the station to come. Couldn't wait to go to Ammamma's home and drink Boost and eat Idly. Then sit with the paper and decide what movies to watch. In case you wondering what place I am talking about, its Bhagyanagaram.

Yes this place was called Bhagyanagaram some several years ago. Now its called Hyderabad. This city is important to me for several reasons. My first nursery was here. My first memories of playing with friends was here. My first movie without adults was here. My first job was here. My first attempt at serious cooking. The first time I spoke to my husband was here. My first house is/was here.

Its one of the most welcoming cities I have been to. You can get a mix of sorts in this city. From amazing theatres to the para local ones. From Salarjang Museum to Kutub Shahi Tombs. From Necklace Road to Madhapur. From Mega Star to NBK!!!!! From chaos at Punjagutta junction to the calms of Banjara and Jubilee Hills and of course Bawarchi/ Paradise Biriyani..

I am dedicating this foto blog to my favourite city Hyderabad


Qutb Shahi Tombs

Most movies were shot in the above location. Horror Movies to Historical Movies.


Buddha Statue By night

This statue was supposed to be placed in the middle of the Hussain Sagar Lake. It fell into the water and lay there for several years before some noble souls hauled it out and placed it in its true location.


Birla Mandir
Amazing view from here. First temple where my office tag was placed. Once you climb this temple you can get a view of almost the whole of Secundrabad. Right across from the Buddha Statue.


Eat Street

My favourite eating spot in Hyderabad. On the banks of the Hussain Sagar Lake. ALL FOOD is here. AND I MEAN IT.. ALL..



Cyber Towers- HiTech City
The first place set up to handle the IT boom. Increased the economy of Hyderabad by leaps and bounds.



Wipro Madhapur. My Work Place (ex)

I can go on. Give you more and more places where you can visit. The most important thing about Hyderabad is Seshu Mammayya's house.



No post abt Hyderabad can be completed without this.

Will Sivaji be a hit?

If more people focus on a particular thing and wish for it to happen real hard will it happen. The power of positive energy.

Does barter system work with God. You do this for me and I will do this for you!!!

For a person who doesnt have anything to do with a particular place can he imagine he has memories there.

Can your troubles seem magnified a decade after they occur. That is when you look back at them do they look bigger.

If a lie is repeated several times does it become the truth.

Can we re create Genesis. Can Genesis be done in a lab.

Why do we have to ask why? Would we never be satisfied with a given explanation. Why do we have to touch wet paint on a chair to accept the fact that its wet paint?

On a lighter note, Will Sivaji be a hit???? Or Dasavattaram???

As usual... Unedited!!!

Is it wrong to want something???

Is it wrong to work toward tangible benefits???

Is it wrong to think that this "I am the best at what I do" and to play up those positive aspects???

Is it wrong to tell the world that "all i want is everything"???

Anyone who expresess desire for something is censured by society in general. Its wrong to want. We should be happy with what we get. Think of the millions who dont have it. So be thankful. Well ok, I am thankful. But what if I want to work towards making my life a little better. Where is the better u ask me? Where is the level of satisfaction? A good home, good food to eat, money to take yearly holidays etc. Is that satisfaction? Or is it a meal, some shelter over my head? Or is it a chance at a better education? The answer is all of it... To some it might mean the first, to some the second and to some others the third. So when I was told to think about the starving millions, were the starving millions told that they have to be thankful for the fact that they are alive as opposed to the dying millions!!!!

Wont society be a better place if everyone worked toward their wishes. Aim for the stars. Ok so everyone isnt an astronaut!!! (haar haar haar..thought i might introduce some humor into my otherwise serious post) But aim high. Work towards that goal. Turn all the forces toward it. Focus all of the mental forces and physical forces toward it. And once its achieved then the next goal and then the next. As it was told to us as babies "God helps those who help themselves". This way I think we can have Utopia. Everyone works hard and honest(sorry forgot to stress this earlier- wont help if the robber works really hard) If you work toward something without stepping on people you are entitled to it. Enjoy it and work toward it...

Maybe this is why Ayn Rand is criticized soo much. Atlas Shrugged (I am sure now u got where the post came from!!!) talks about just this. If I work toward something and aiming high then I am entitled to its benefit. If I make a ton of money I will use it the way I choose. I dont need to make sure everyone else gets an equal share of it. Read the book if u can go through a lot of similar speeches. You will either love it or hate it( as put by my loved one). It took me over a year and a half to read it. Had to put it down several times. But I loved every bit of it. What is the worst that can happen - you will hate it. Even then you can show off sayin you read an Ayn Rand and you hated it...(its a status symbol to hate it too)

They have big words for it. Objectivism etc.. I am not really sure what it means. But I think wants and desires are the reason we are human and not otherwise. We have a duty to do. Lets fulfill it.

A slice of Kaindi

I nagged and nagged the husband to take me to visit this new restraunt in town. And he gave into my nagging and drove some 30 miles and took me there. It gave me a bit of nostalgia. It reminded me of a little dhaba that one might find on the way back home from college or some such thing.Where you are expected to sit at a "nawar mancham" ( I donno what its called in any other language) and eat. I have been to one of these places on the Pune - Mumbai highway years ago where I drank Milk out of a bathroom mug and the chappati - pan was cleaned with a broom!!!! Well to put it in one word it was LOUSY!!!! The husband and I pretty much spent the remaining portion of the day alternating in the loo and ended the night with a Gelusil each!

The service was terrible. One doesnt put a notice near the plates saying "please use a fresh plate each time" and NOT clear the used plates from the table!!!!! Another basic rule of running a restraunt- Make sure that the water glasses are filled!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And if you decide to make Mutter Paneer make sure that there is some Paneer in it. I really had to fish for it and finally got one elusive piece.

The food itself was quite innovative. You know for a South Indian Veg Cusine it served a strange variety!! It wasn't your typical "American - Indian" cusine. You know the channa , fried rice, vada, poori combo. For starters the food was arranged weirdly. You know the appetizers were near one part of the desert(Carrot Halwa) and the other part near the plates (Payasam). Half the dishes were empty and the hostess or usher (or whatever u call them - u know the person who seats u at ur table ah yea Maitre'd) person doubled in for the person who fills the dishes once they are done. And only her mind you. No one else filled any of the dishes. There was Yellow Pappu and some Aloo Palak. And beans and beet-root!! Yeah well.. And rice and fried rice that looked surprisingly like Indian- Chinese. There was some sad looking ice- berg lettuce that served the purpose of salad. And broken pieces of idly!! I mean there wasnt any round idly. You know how its when you make idly in the microwave in a bowl and just eat it like that. Well this idly was just like that. And I dint go anywhere near the sambhar and rasam. But from husband I heard we had to be told which was which. In the middle of the entire buffet was a large pan of roasted veggies with an empty bowl in the middle. Apparently this was their idea of chat. Toward the end of the meal that empty bowl was filled with gravy in which channa was found floating. Dont even get me started on the curd rice!!

My husband and I shared a water glass because the waitress dint bother to give us refills. Toward the end a frustrated me just yelled to her for some water. No one came to us with the cheque and so we thought maybe we have to go to the counter to pay( like the '60s) and that was just what we did.

The people who came in were very interesting though. A married couple next to us. A family in which the mom refused to belt the son into the high chair and therefore had to keep running behind him all over the eating place. A couple sitting at a table and making conversation with the lady at the table next to her. I dont think they came together coz they dint leave together but they were talking to each other ALL the while. And two sets of onsite PMs and their families( Onsite PMs of offshore Indian companies) and one extremely Interesting family. There were two men (one of whom my husband recognized from grad school) and a mom and dad( straight off the plane from India. You know Saree over wind - cheater and Pondy Bazaar purse) and a female with long oiled hair ( i donno how she managed it coz even after loads of shampoo I cant seem to get it off.. Long live Shiakai!!!!!) and chunky gold earrings ( they had GRT written all over them) and Jeans and a T and no jacket.... ( quite a brave girl I must say). My husband and I spent quite a part of our lunch wondering if she was a wife to one of the men or a sister. And she for some reason was eating out of her neighbor's plate!!! I swear she dint have a plate of her own...For reasons best known to her.

All in all I dont know what to say. One of the strange times when "Cogito Ergo Sum" cant find a concluding sentence. I just dont know. and to call it a slice of Kaindi.. I think would be offending Kaindi coz the food there is soooooooo yummmm..

Cable

Hey all, nothin much to report... We got cable!!! Yay!! Yay!! So now I can finally go beyond the Judging Community. For those who dont know.. I am a TV addict. I do just about everything with the TV on.. From cooking to cleaning to being on the computer!!!!!

Happy Days are here.. Wish us happy viewing..

three things that the country is obsssessed with right now.

Britney Spears

Britney Spears without hair

Britney Spears in Rehab

Another three things its obssessing about

Anna Nicole Smith

Anna Nicole Smith's baby ( God help that poor child)

Anna Nicole Smith's romances

Seriously!!!! Everywhere I go.. Gym, TV, magazines, websites.. look at this

Sometimes In Life

Lots of new things happening with life.. The primary thing being cooking on a daily basis.. I have always prided myself in being a reasonably good cook. Well turns out I can stand by that statement.. 2 months of cooking and neither my husband nor I are having any serious health problems of the food kind... (though yours truly can afford to shed some pounds) But last night was my biggest disaster in the history of cooking.. I normally am not one for wasting food.. I hate throwing food into the bin or down the sink or whatever.. But this time without any qualms, I threw the whole dish into the sink.. What was this big disaster? UPMA.. I followed the recipe as my mum told me.. but for some reason it was sooo terribly bad, maybe one of the reasons being that we ran out of salt... So techincally maybe it was not my fault.. Maybe it was the salt.. Or so I shall say and console myself!!!!!

Speechless

It keeps bothering me and therefore I keep writing about it. Y is the marriage system in India so archaic.. Heck 20 years ago the girl and guy look at each other and it still works the same way today!!!!! I still know in this day and age where marriages are decided in a matter of 15 minutes.. Are life changing decisions made this fast. Think about it...In 15 minutes a person has to decide if he/she is the best spouse. How on Earth can a person decide over coffee or Coke if that person is right for them. How about other things that actually make a marriage.

I am a product of an arranged marriage that was fixed in 15 min 28 years ago!!! I am also a part of the arranged marriage.. As in, my marriage was arranged 2 and done 2 months ago. But it wasnt fixed in 15 minutes.. People require time to get to know each other and even then not everything is known. There are things that one learns to live with after marriage.. But 15 minutes!!!!!!!! I dont even judge a person's physical appearance in 15 minutes where would I judge my husband in that period of time..

God save the world and wish u luck my wonderful frnd...

One of my serious posts- Goals

"Going to college and getting a degree are all goals. And I am working toward attaining my goals!!!!" This advertisement for a certain educational institution shocked me beyond words. Where I come from these aint goals.This is something I just did. I was amazed that people actually wanted to do something else.Heck what else can you do??

I guess this is the difference that exists between countries,continents, the east and the west, whatever which way we choose to put it. In India at age 3 a child is put in school and the child continues until he/she finishes it and then goes on to college to obtain a degree(atleast most middle,upper-middle class families work this way). After the degree he/she finds a job and settles down in life. This is life as I know it and this is how it exists. However here in Umerica going to school and finishing it is apparently a goal!!!!!!! Why is this such a glaring difference. Is there a total lack of regard for a formal education in this country. Is basic education not required to get ahead of life. A knowledge of the history of this country, basic math , chemical formula of water, sulfuric acid and organic chemistry are all this a total waste of time and money and brain space??????????????????!!!!!!!!!!!

Is it because the basic needs are provided to any person in this country that education doesnt seem that important. In India we had the mid day meal scheme, and also free and compulsory education for all children until the age of 14. Hasnt a place like this come up with schemes like this to keep children at school.I am not aware of any. Would incentives like that work here??

Rush

I want to write a book.

I want to be a business analyst.

I want to be a gud wife.

I want to curl up into a ball and sleep.

I want to eat a big bowl of ice cream

I want to eat masala dosa with chutney

I want to host a dinner party

I want to loose about 100 pounds.

I want to be worthy of someone's expectations.

I want to get through Atlas Shrugged

I want to make a movie.

I want to act in a comedy movie.

I want to dance with gay abandon.

I want to sing a song fully.

I want to eat pizza.


I started to read i post.I was like "Hmmm!! what do I write about??" And all these thoughts came through my head. So I thought that I shall put them all down..So here goes.

Peace on Earth

Valla- man!!!!

I just recently watched the movie Vallavan and it set out of a series of thots(as usual--- sometimes I wonder why most of my posts start like this)
Anyways comin back to the post..Yeah Vallavan.. Wat the hell was going on in Silambarasans mind.. Friendship,love, and revenge.. As a 22 year old girl who went to school, went for culturals , heck who went for the Le Park Culturals I can state that that sort of ridiculous revenge doesnt exist!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It might be that "I want my school to win" or "yay!! i get to miss school". And HELLO - no 15-17 yr old will have this shitty "nee ambalaia irrunda" crap. It sounds sooooo fake and silly and stupid.

Let me share a secret(with most men, grls already know it) if u really really love somebody u wont want to take revenge on them, but u wud want the best in life for them...So there goes the entire concept wrong..And the other secret is that a woman needn't be looking like a silly stupid idiot to take revenge..Her silences will give her her victory.

Coming back to the post..I feel that it brings out Simbu's insecurity.Is he scared that a woman can dominate.I am actually surprised that someone like him who actually went to school(and attended the same culturals) knows how these work..Come on..People arent that stupid..Its not just this movie but even his prev work like Manmadhan- women cheating on the guy, 2 timing etc...

Its not just this movie.. I havent watched Timmiru but from what I have seen of the trailers of it, I think Sriya Reddy has also been portrayed as this female reekin revenge on the hero for being jilted in love.Chiranjeevi over Nagma in Gharana Mogudu, A certain Hero over a certain heroine(risk of domestic violence is causing me from abstaining,but i cudnt go without mentioning it). Is the South Indian film industry setting a silly trend that most women arent going to like.. I am not sure..
Just wanted to put across a point I had in my mind abt 10 seconds after watching Vallavan..

On a tangential note there was this Hindi movie called Pyar Tune Kya Kiya(made by Ram Gopal Varma) where Urmila gets obbsessed with an already married Fardeen Khan. There is no revenge, she just wants to be with him, the movie ends with her in the assylum. The movie had great music but a huge flop.

thodarum

Alma Mater,Stand Brave,Stand True Under the Green and Gold
Mrs Simon with her "Presen-t" and "Absen-t", Mrs.Annapoorna with her Hindi,Mrs.Grace with her"Your 10th board exam Math paper will fly out of the window when its going for correction and they mite not be able to retrieve it", Ms Soans with her"when will u stop reading Sweet Valley?????????" Mrs Shahuna calling us Sack Potatos!!!

I MD,promise to do my best to do my duty to God,my country and my people and to uphold the honour of Sacred Heart School and the Lotus House(or so it goes,i think i skipped a couple of lines)

Working from the 7th std and building a network to give the above said speech at the investiture ceremony and lead the house..

Sitting with chubby baby Manisha and attempting to guide other innocent souls through Sports Day practise along with Mugs and Ketu and Jollu etc.Running 75m,100m,400m and the relays making sure the runners dont faint and ending up fainting myself!!! Praying to heavens that I march well as the first person entering the sports field.Elation when the points were pouring in, joy in getting an ALL THE BEST card from a nameless lil 6th std kid.. The final cheer when Lotus House won and running up to get the winners cup.. Dramatics where Resh decided to do a spoof on Bollywood, and of course the amazing farewell assembly where we went on abt school for abt 1.5 hrs much to everyone else's chargin..

Brench and Bauble March(read French and Bubble) with Band Master, and of course the famous VIP call,feeble attempts at running away from Juliet(yes tat was her name) who called me her Romeo(decided to grow my hair after tat)... Art exhibitions where Resh and I gave the same display for 3 yrs in a row... Failing 9th std Maths Quarterly and feeling desperately low..Miraclously passin 11th std and wondering how the hell did I manage that(yeah times change that fast)..Playing at St.Williams School and Lil Flower School for the Blind and feeling happy with ourselves..Playing for the State Games in front of Kalaignar..

Math tution with AKutty and Ashish and the other boys...Phaneendra sir and his wife and daughter whose range of bad words ended at "cud chewing animal", Physics Chandrasekar who always encouraged me to give my best and the Chemistry Chandrasekar who decided that I was upto no good at all and doubtful of passin 12th..

Mugs,Manjakka,Ketu,Resh,Jollu,Lavanya S&R,bureedi,Polly,DH,Keerthi,Mridula,DS(my sports sec,with whom I shared many a joy and sorrow), Rohini Metharam(best frnd for life),Swanu,Ro,Reeba,Ramya,Vidya(the Oliver Twist gang)Freeda, Ruveetha,Rubha,Trisha(yeah the actress chik),Akhila,Xena or Kichu,Hema,Tijitha(yes tat is her name),Sariga(yeah a name again)Lakshmi Kannan,Malathi Suresh,A Malathy,Nalina,Divya Spandana,Reema,Asha,Aushi,Neha,Bindya,Sangeetha,Kanchu,Ria,Nitya(and her mom),Johnathan,Kunal,Ghouse,Keerthi Prasad,Sunny,Shawn and the rest of the boys from Don Bosco..The amazing parties we used to have..Where I lost any inhibitions I had about dancing and where I learnt to play Truth or Dare and Spin the Bottle..

And then"Yenna da,Peter-a indhu Ponnu,Church Park nindu vanda..." and Bus No 35 and DB attempts at ragging me and flopping miserably..Physics Sirs first class abt the vernier calipers... The several attempts at BITS taking over our very own Sri Venkateswara College of Engineering and thereby it being the south's own BITS-P(Pennalur)... Peters Road-Anna Arivalaiam-Nandanam-Intermediate(!!!!!)-Saidapet-Little Mount-Guindy-Butt Road(with the famous Butt-Inn)-Poonamalee(with the matter theatre and the court side by side)-Porur-Hyundai-and then the famous SVCE,Pennalur..Did the journey almost everyday for 4 yrs and enjoyed it every single time..Neddi Sir and Porur McRennet where we used to stop for pastries jus coz a certain someone(ahem ahem) had a terrible urge to eat Japanese Pastry... The famous Bridge Course and how i missed it due to Chicken Pox(thanks annaya).. the papers for re evaluation, Banglore IV, IT- A vs IT - B fights...Gazillion trips to the canteen..Millions of Puffs, Aloo Bondas,Vadais consumed...Having to get an out pass and steering away from the Nair Kadai..My Families
Dee,Nanta,Suze,Kandameanie,Arch,ADi(yes spelled tat way),Mole,Chat,Arun(who owns Nelson Manikkam High Road) There are waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too many memories and waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too many things we did together..I dont know where to start and where to end and therefore am gonna not mention anythin...Pasha,BnB,Kaiyendi(yes we believe in equality and therefore visit road side and 5 star hotels likewise), Besi beach,Dee's house,My house sleepovers,Satyam Cinemas,Zaaras Tapas Bar,Ooty and Banglore trips tat we took together,Amethyst,Anokhi,Arun's and Sharan's beachouse...Buharis near Adis house, sitting around in the sports field and yapping away,playing in the water,pouring sand on each other,Chat falling of the horse singing Laka Laka,Chats adventure trip to Ooty(I have never in my 22 yrs of existance seen anyone so creative and so persistant)I will stop coz otherwise I will bore u out...

Vasudha,Chaitanya,Sriram,Ashmit(those 3 names still come together), Saishyam and Divya(my co office bearers)Jan,Div,Laks,MP,Sow,Chinni,Dog,Pig1 &2, Reva,Sangi, Rattle Raaj,Reddy,Abhi,RJ(the lil bro i never had and my sounding board),Janani Junior and a whole bunch of others..

love u guys lotttttttttttttts thanks for making SVCE the most memorable events in my life..

I thot I wud write abt my Wipro Tech experience but decided to spare u torture..Anyways wat is the pt I am tryin to make u wonder(!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!) well I am jus recalling my last 22 yrs...Someone was jus tellin me tat its not possible to have several best frnds..But I for one can tell u tat its verrry possible to have several best frnds and love all of them jus the same...

PS Y is the post called Thodarum u ask..Well in line with the mega serials wat has happened is just an episode in my life and I have the new episode starting in my life with MY TTG

PPS Thanks a lot for being a part of my life all of u and for helping me grow as an individual...I have tried to avoid using names wherever possible but otherwise I am sorry :((

guns grls and car chases

yes i am talkin abt don the movie Don.In case you havent watched it then please get yourself to a theatre near u asap...The movie is worth watching for of course SRK, but the surprise(or not such a surprise) packet is Boman Irani.. Man can he act..The laughing doc from MunnaBhai..the Lucky singh from Lage Raho..Dr.Bhalerao from Bluffmaster.Boman is really amazing.Likewise as DCP DSilva/Vardhan he does an amazing in fact must say mind blowing job..

As of the rest of the movie well its extremely predictable.Its replete with Guns,grls and car chases..Its also got SRK jumping out of an security aeroplane,freefalling for abt 200 ft and then fighting in mid air with a guy the parachute!!!!! Its got the legendary "Kaike paan banaras vaala" which got the likes of my dad whistling...

As of the story..well since u ask here goes..dont blame me if it takes away from ur surprise..So there are the big mafia dons(Singhania and Vardhan) and a German boss(Gawd for crying out loud)..Singhania knocks of German boss and decides to take over..Vardhan vanishes from the scene..No one has seen him for years and no one knows how he looks...Don,an arrogant,ruthless henchmen..he works for Singhania and basically is the brain behind his empire..His lover is Isha Koppikar( I dont think she has a name in the movie!!!!!).....He kills Roma(Priyanka Chopra's bro) in a fit and Roma decides to take revenge on him..Once when the Don comes to India he is chased by DCP DSilva(who is the man on the mission) and is wounded terribly..DSilva saves him without the knowledge of anyone else admits Don to the hospital and gets him treated.
Cut to Vijay(the other SRK)..He is everything Don isnt..Kind,gentle and humanitarian...DSilva asks Vijay to act as Don and work as an informer..Vijay agrees and heads to Malaysia and Priyanka is let in on the secret..Just b4 interval(after several car chases) DSilva(who by know is considered dead) turns out to be Vardhan...
The rest of the movie is abt how Vijay escapes from all the evil..

jhalak dikalaja

jhalak diklaja..ek baar aaja aaja..aaaaaja..

in case u wondering wat the hell i am talkin abt..i am talkin abt Himesh Reshammiya..Yes the cap wearin..mike carryin..nasal singing Himesh Reshammiya..

Back when I was in Hyderabad there was this channel called Hi Music.. For whatever reason the name.It was my sole companion thru many days(But anyways that is another story)And our man Himesh was their fav artist of the month for abt 5 months!!! The whole nation made fun of Himesh including me..I am now missin the music a lot!! neither does MTV or Channel V play Himesh...!!!

randomest post!!!!!

verrrrrrrrrry random post....not much to write about but a compulsive need to write...so here goes..
1)had a discussion with a certain special someone on the Ramayana..was embarrassed me beyond words...and hence picked up the first book i cud find on the topic..which happened to be Prince of Ayodya by Ashok Banker..It only served to confuse me further..It makes the Gods sound human like everyone of us...I have gone 345 pages into a 516 pg book and only a day has passed in the story..Lakshman is called Lucky and Shatrugan is called Shot!!!!!!!!!!

2)Is God a proper noun??? Why do we write it with a capital letter..

3)If there is anyone who hasnt read Alchemist by Paulo Cohelo please do asap..its a superb book..I read it when I used to work and it was such an inspiring book...Please do..Its there somewhere on ensips.com....(someone sent me the link when i was at work..dont remember it..sowie)

4)Can insults/kalai be cloaked in such a way that the person at the recievin end get confused as wat was jus told to them!! I am in-capable of this...I am blunt to the point of being rude...But I think it can be done...

5) Water proof mascara never comes off..and by tat i mean NEVER..India doesnt send eye make up remover..and hence one has to resort to using H20..and inspite of repeated washin it doesnt come off for atleast 24 hrs.... I had a cousin who used to use spit to remove it..But it disgusts me and i havent tried it..Any ideas anyone

6)The CPU is fashioned to be the brain of the computer..Can the brain multi task..Is multi threading possible..If so then what is the duration of each thread..Or does it just that mean tat i have an attention defficiency..And I am not adept at sticking to a particular thot for more than a certain period of time..My mind would come back to the thot..But its in capable of concentrating for too long on something..I used to take breaks in the middle of my exams(all my boards and semesters included) and tune my brain out to somethin else..PLEASE TELL ME THIS IS EXTREMELY NORMAL AND I AM ABSOLUTELY SANE

K this is the point where i stop thinking and going to sleep as I am deviating and startin to not make sense..

Gnite....

yeppidi irnundha naan ippudi ayiten

get up at 6:45 in the mornin..sleep walk to thee front door and then take the paper and the milk...put the milk on the stove and read the party whirl section of Deccan Chronicle.Turn on the geyser and wash the dishes from last nite's dinner..Fill in the water bottles and pick clothes for the day....sit in front of the tv and watch last nite's Seinfeld and eat Chocos and the boiled milk...Go have a bath..change clothes...put on tag and run from the house after double checkin the lock...call mom on the way to work..and then a mad rush...runnin around..orkuttin..checkin mail..callin client..fightin for credit for work done...achievin something....and finally comin home...tryin to heat up some MTR mix or if brave and its still 10 in the nite then try to cut up some veggies and cook..else eat more cereal..

AND NOW
get up at 6 30...sleep walk to drawin room and read the Hindu..Get to the dining table and eat breakfast..have bath and go to gym.come back home and eat lunch...sleep or read a book...get up and read somemore...watch tv...go out...

yeppidi irundha naan ippudi ayiten...wwaaaaaaa i miss hyd

gandhigiri or stalin

have been meanin to watch lage raho munnabhai like forever now..have tried for tickets like atleast abt 5 times now..all on weekdays and for day time shows... returned home empty handed each time..



and then there is mega star...giga tera star watever...hero worship at its best..and then each time i went tickets were available..finally decided to watch the movie..(yes i am at that jobless) and guess wat the theatre ticket counter guy said.."Ma'am please dont watch the movie even if u have nothin better to do..Not worth the torture"

and my Lord and Ladies and Gentlemen and Sweetheart(sorry cudnt resist) i rest my case

For Matrimonial Purposes

i had read this book called "FOE MATRIMONIAL PURPOSES"..its by far one of the most nicest and most true to life books i have read in recent times..hilarious..
here are some of the quotes in that book..some of them crack me up..thot i wud put them up here..not sure how many copyrights i am breakin but wat the heck..

1)The normal religious marriage was and is still arranged my the parents of the couple,after much consultation,and the study of the omens,horoscopes and auspicipus physical characteristics

2)It is highly improper for a young man or woman to take the initiative for his or her own marriage.With the spread of education nowadays the boy and grl are given a chance to see each other unlike the old days when the couple met on the day of the wedding.

3)The scriptures prohibits the sacrifise of female animals, but in the case of human beings,sacrifising females gives the greatest satisfacation..

4)The father who does not give away his daugther in marriage at the proper time is censurable.

5)Discrimination between the sexes in India begins at birth,or even before it.It starts before the child is born,in the mother's womb.None of the conventional blessings showered upon a pregnant woman mentions daughters!!!!!

6)Women must be honoured and adorned by their fathers,brothers,husbands and brothers-in-law who desire great good fortune.Where women,verily are honoured,there the gods rejoice;where,however,they are not honoured all sacred rites prove fruitless.Where the female relations live in grief-that family perishes.

7) My love,my true mate
Lost by the Fates
Found by the moon.
My love,my true mate
Come to me
Now,dont delay

This is a love spell to be repated 3 times
NOW WE KNOW Y ITS CALLED HONEY MOON..(HA HA HA)

8)A college boy,instead of adopting what the West would call an enlightened view,came to see his diploma as a sign of increased worth,enabling his parents to demand more dowry for him!!!

9)..I looked at the vast numberes of ordinary,non-psychotic women who have faced that not marrying is not the end of the world..

10)And now we come to the Big Road..the Great Road which is the backbone of all Hind..such a River of life as nowhere else exists in the world


and many more similar ones..decided to spare u..but if u do get ur hands on the book please do give it a read..awesome book
For Matrimonial Purposes by Kavitha Daswani

then and now

There comes a period in everyone's live which acts as a defining moment..Well not defining.. but a realization dawns.. and that happened last week. I did something that I had never wanted to do all my life and had been postponing for atleast 3 years.When I left Chennai on Aug 14th 2005, I knew that the next time I come back home it would be as someone else's wife or fiance atleast!!! And well it turned out that I was right(as usual!!!!)

After severe nagging from my mom I got down to cleaning my cupboard.This was my dad's cupboard and it had been passed down to me.The chocolate brown Godrej with "Kumar" written on its side..In some weird mood or childish whim I had filled the front of it with stickers..

I came down to the task of sorting out the stuff..Michelle and me making plans to kill Pitchaikannu(the guy who wrote the 12th Math Text Book), notes to Div and Janani about what to do on the weekend, scrapbooks from 6th to 10th..The history project I had done in 7th.. Old OD forms with KRL's signatures..Tickets to Titanic..Tickets of the first Saarang I went to..Tickets to the AR Rahman Concert and the Bryan Adams Concert..The project document on which the prof wrote"Best Wishes to the Best Student" all this and much much more..It all had to go...

And then came the stuff that I could not bear to throw away.. The posters I has collected over the years, greeting cards from friends over the years and certificates and medals I had gotten over the years..The letter of invitation inviting my parents for my Investiture, special passes to the sports day for my folks,friendship bands from friends...

This was essentially letting go off my childhood..Something I had refused to do..I personally believe that a person should hold onto the innocence and the childhood for as long as he/she can.. Well I just let go of mine..

But for all the kids out there.swats,mittu,rj etc..guys hold onto it for as long as u can kiddos..mmmuuuah

(*hint hint-- general can I hold onto my childhood..please pretty please)

bonding

Situation 1: Abhishek and Ashish are common friends.. One evening Abhi calls Ashish

Abhi :"Machan, hi da!! going to play cricket da at somasundaram grounds. Its Rainbow Colony Street 1 against Rainbow Colony 2"

Ashish : "Ok da,when its da??.. What is the bet da?? who is the host team da"

Abhi :" Adham yellam teriyadu da!! its on next sunday..tat is all"

Ashish : " seri da..will come off..i will bring one spare ball da"

Abhi : " Machan,one more item da.. we are short of one batsman da..u know anybody ah"

Ashish : " seri da..i will find someone"

Cut to Cricket Match

Ashish :" machan this is Rahul da.."

Abhi : "Hi da"

Rahul : "Hi da"

And tat is the end of it..They will be best of frnds for life.Bonding over cricket is all enuf to be frnds for life..Next time would be Rahul calling Abhishek about cricket match..And thus the story goes on..


Situation 2
Harini and Janani are two friends..Harini has an extra ticket to a movie.Harini called Janani and ...

H : Hi Janu..how are u??
J : I am gud di.. how are u.. hey listen i was wondering,wat was that dress that Malini was wearin..
H : I know..it was this funny blue rite..Not blue but blue
J: Ya di..Wat was she thinkin!! She was tellin me that she thot it brings out the blue in her eyes!!! Such a fakie!! Like her eyes are blue or something
H: I know!!! and hey u read that Femina Article about blue being out...

hmmmmmm well i wont bore u with the rest but..finally they hung up..

Harini calls back..
H : Hey Jans..I forgot why i called in the first place..I bought tickets for u for Fifty First Dates.. Its at 3 30 show on Saturday di..Ok?
J: Wow!! so sweet of u..yeah yeah i will come..meet u at satyam..ok rite?

Point to be noted here..Harini doesnt Janani that its a spare ticket..

At the movies..
H : This is Janani..Janani this is Malathi and Shruthi and Amruta..
J : Hi u guys..

And then no conversation.Silent movie watching..

Y is there that inherent difference of conversation..Y is it that two guys cant have a normal conversation.. LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TT this is just to avoid ur naggin love..

SAPPI MATTER

as someone i know calls it.."SAPPI MATTERS"

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SAPPI MATTER #1
KANK..sappi is an understatement..i cant believe i put myself thru 4 hrs of utter nonsense.. And NO..this isnt typical "Bharatiya Nari" talk.. Abhishek is as perfect as husbands can get..i really dont get the reason behind their(Abhi & Rani) marriage falling apart.. Karan i think needed to give us a lil more solid explanation here!!!!! Well Shah Rukh and Preity.. i get it..grouchy husband,wife more successful than the husband etc..The movie might(and i stress it) might have been bearable had it been say 1 hr lesser..Just when i thot the movie was about to end there was a song..and then i thot it was gonna end again and this time there is a weeping confrontation..AND then when i thot it was gonna end there is a marriage(God save all humanity) AND THEN FINALLY when i thot it was gonna end there is a chase on the train, but this time it was with a twist.. the heroine chases the hero..

SAPPI MATTER #2

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BOMMARILU.. one of the most nicest movie i have seen... talks abt love, and life.. it also talks about how parents in their efforts to give their children the best in everythin end up making the children miserable..it talks about learning to let go of ur baby's hand once he learns to walk.. it also talks about letting ur baby learn from his mistakes..it talks about doing anything for the person u love and most of all it talks about pursuing ur dreams.. somehow the movie struck a chord with me!!! music is also awesome..All the songs are hummable.. Actors were top notch...Even Genelia who i always thot cudnt act to save her life..

SAPPI MATTER # 3
was reading
Suze's post and got reminded about my first day at college..Also 8th Aug 2001(surprise!! surprise-- we both went to the same college and are best of frnds)and i was at the bus stop..there was this grl asking me nosy questions.. I was not in a mood to bond with anyone and this female jus wudnt shut up...i dint mind her..but apparently she thot I was a snob.. She turned out to be one of my best frnds..Nandita..Love u babe!!! and yeah like Suze said..most of the my best memories..Heck all the nicest memories till date are from college.. Miss all u guys..MY "FAMILIES"

and oh oh oh


SAPPI MATTER # 4
i am 400 pages into ATLAS SHRUGGED..i am proud of myself coz i cudnt get beyond abt 25 pages in this book..it was a personal insult to me tat I as in I cudnt get read this book..and therefore as a personal challenge i am reading this book

and yeah i know its sappa matter and not sappi matter.. but jus in case ur version is patented

New Meaning- Old Songs

if i have to live my life without you needing me..
my days wud all seem empty and my nights wud be sooo long..

please forgive me i know not wat to do.
please forgive me i cant stop loving u
dont deny me this pain i am going thru.
please forgive me. i need u all my life thru..

-- Bryan Adams

every night in my dreams i see u.. i feel u..
and that is how i know u go on..
love can touch jus one time and last for a life time..

-- OST Titanic

nothing's gonna change my love for u.
u already know by now how much i love u..

-- Glen Mediors

say a lil prayer for u.i will say a lil prayer for u.
forever and ever u steal my heart and i will love u forever and ever
never be apart from me coz tats too much of heartbreak for me.

-- OST My Best Friends Wedding

yennai kanavillai netrodu..yenge tedi pakiren katrodu
uyir odi ponadu unnodu..anbe anbe..

-- OST Kadhal Desam

tujhe dekha tho ye jaana sanam.
pyar hota hai deewana sanam..
ab yahaa se kaha jaye ham
tere bahon me mar jayen hum..

-- OST Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge

pehla pehla pyar hai.
pehli pehli baar hai.
Jaan ke bhi anjana..
Esa mera yaar hai

-- OST Hum Aapke Hain Kaun

yeto velli poyindi manasu..
illa ontari ayindi manasu..
oh chala galli.. achuki teesi..kaburu iva leva..
yemma ayindo..

-- OST Ninne Pelliadtunanu

gundelo yemundu kallalo telusutundi..
pedavulu ee maunam ne pere pilustundi.

-- OST Manmadudu

and i cud jus go on.. all these songs have just taken on a new meaning to me.. i finally understand wat it is to allow another person into your life

Being Twenty Something

They call it the "Quarter-life Crisis. It is when you stop going along with the crowd and start realising that there are many things about yourself that you didn't know and may not like.You start feeling insecure and wonder where you will be in a year or two, but then get scared because you barely know where you are now. You start realising that people are selfish and that,maybe, those friends that you thought you were so close to aren't exactly the greatest people you have ever met, and the people you have lost touch with are some of the most important ones. What you don't recognise is that they are realising that too, and aren't really cold, catty, mean or insincere, but that they are as confused as you. You look at your job... and it is not even close to what you thought you would be doing, or maybe you are looking for a job and realising that you are going to have to start at the bottom and that scares you. Your opinions have gotten stronger. You see what others are doing and find yourself judging more than usual because suddenly you realise that you have certain boundaries in your life and are constantly adding things to your list of what is acceptable and what isn't. One minute, you are insecure and then the next, secure.You laugh and cry with the greatest force of your life. You feel alone and scared and confused. Suddenly, change is the enemy and you try and cling on to the past with dear life, but soon realise that the past is drifting further and further away, and there is nothing to do but stay where you are or move forward. You get your heart broken and wonder how someone you loved could do such damage to you. Or you lie in bed and wonder why you can't meet anyone decent enough that you want to get to know better. Or maybe you love someone but love someone else too and cannot figure out why you are doing this because you know that you aren't a bad person. One night stands and random hook ups start to look cheap. Getting wasted and acting like an idiot don't seem as fun. You go through the same emotions and questions over and over, and talk with your friends about the same topics because you cannot seem to make a decision. You worry about loans, money, the future and making a life for yourself... and while winning the race would be great, right now you'd just like to be a contender! What you may not realise is that everyone reading this relates to it. We are in our best of times and our worst of times, trying as hard as we can to figure this whole thing out.
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away." It's really amazing when two strangers become the best of friends,but it is really sad when the best of friends become two strangers.


PS thanks nanta..love u babe!

my frnd killed herself!!!!

sorry for the hard hitting title.. i cant think of any other way of putting it!!!!!!!

shradda and i had known each other since we were kids..we used to do all the lil girly things like play barbie and house-house etc.. basically we were frnds coz both our dads went to the same Rotary Club...So I know her dad and mom and lil sis also...she was the vice-president of the annets club of which i was the president..she was at times cranky and also partly nutty... but in lil kids world all this hardly meant anything at all.. actually there were three of us.. bhavna and shradda and me..we are inseperable..both of them were a yr younger than me but i think that hardly made a diff..
anyways the yrs passed by and we went our different ways.. bhavana and i ended up in the same college and hence were on passing aquaintance with each other.. there was the occassional "how is shradda doing??" but that was about it all.. Our dad's met more often than us.. and each was showing off his daughther's achievements.. I am an engineer working with an MNC and shraddha was an actress!! yeah a couple of movies and a whole lot of TV serials!!!

and then out of the blue my dad calls me

dad: have u hrd abt shraddha or read abt her in the papers
me: no pa, wat happened??
dad: She hung herself in her room
me:did she die??
dad:yeah, ur mom and i went and saw her parents the next day!!!

and then nothing happened for a while..after abt 2 days it sunk in..there was this perfectly normal grl and out of the blue she kills herself.. wat caused this to happen??? wat pressure did she have??? maybe the exposure we have today leads us to have stranger and stranger thoughts??? wat sort of problems wud cause a person to hang herself from her fan leaving a note saying "Sorry Dad, i wasnt a gud daughter"
Damn rite Shradda.. u arent a gud daughter..if u really were a gud daughter as a normal 21 yr old u wud have gone to ur mom or dad with ur problems and there is nothin tat they cant solve for u!!!!!!!!!!! i am sorry that u had to resort to such a drastic step.. A coward wud do something like this.. a truely brave person wud stand up and face the world..tat is wat u shud have done..or come to one of us!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

shradda has been replaced by other actress in her serials and rumor has it that she suffered from depression.. maybe she was... u put a 18-19 yr old grl to act and expose her to the harsh world and expect to her survive it.. i guess not.. in more ways than one i am thankful for the protected environment i living in...

i am jus mad at shradda for doing wat she did.. so apologies to others who think i am being harsh or stuff..
anyways love u babe and u made my childhood a lil more memorable for me..

BEHIND EVERY SUCCESSFUL WOMAN IS HERSELF

BEHIND EVERY SUCCESSFUL WOMANIS HERSELF
Words Women Use
Fine
This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.

Five Minutes
If she is getting dressed, this is half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given 5 more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
Nothing
This is the calm before the storm. This means "something" and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with "nothing" usually end in "fine".
Go Ahead
This is a dare, not permission, DON'T DO IT!
Loud Sigh
Although not actually a word, the loud sigh is often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh" means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing".
That's Okay
This is one of the most dangerous statements that woman can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
Thanks
This is the least used of all words in the female vocabulary. If a woman is thanking you, do not question it, just say you're welcome and back out of the room slowly.

Must admit tat i dint come up with this..but thot it was hilarious..hell i am not kavya viswanathan..so i dont care wat happens!!!

happy bday

yay!!! my blog is one yr old now!!!!

tagged!!!!-- post after 2 months

k well the truth be told i was tagged a couple of months back..but till date i had no idea wat was to be done..now tat i have finally found out courtesy my frnd preethi (preethim.blogspot.com)
so created a similar one for myself

First Best Friend: Preethi,(the grl whose blog i am talking abt)
First Vehicle:Sunny
First Crush:Arjun(praying he doesnt blog!!!!!- lost touch with him)
First Movie:Qayamat Se Qayamat Tak
First Kiss:!!!!!!!!!!(My kid sis reads my blog!!!)
First Book:Enid Blyton's Amelia Jane
First Tape:Dalapathi
First Flight: Age 3 to Hyderabad all by myself

Nine Lasts

Last Alcholic Beverage:!!!!!!!!!(like i said..my lil sis reads my blog)
Last Bike Ride: With my PM back from work at 12:30 am
Last Movie: Well the last movie I saw in the theatres was Pokiri..Watched Bluffmaster last nite
on DVD
Last Explicit Used : Shit..( i have lost count today itself)
Last Book I coudnt get past the preface of: Atlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand..(Still at it)
Last Time I cried:Last weekend when I spoke to Sharan,Adi,Mathi
Last TV Character that made me laugh: The whole cast of FRIENDS

Eight Have You Evers

Dated One of Your Best Frnds: NA(Not Applicable)
Been Arrested: Nope not yet.Got caught for the above overspeeding though
Been On TV: Yep(On radio too)
Written A Poem: Yep.When I was in school
Been out of the country: Crossed the LOC at the border if tat counts
Fantasized about a Cartoon Character: Che!!! no..thank God I am not that sick

Seven Things I can Do
I can watch FRIENDS any number of times
I can walk really long distances(From NIMS to home)
I can eat cereal for breakfast,lunch,dinner and snack on it also in between
I can talk nonstop for more than 5 minutes without pausing for breath!!
I can type without looking at the keyboard!!!!!!!(This is the point where my brain stops functioning)
I can sit on the phone for hours together
I can sleep at anytime and get up at 6 30 in the morning

Six Celebrity Crushes
Abhishek Bachan
Prince William
Tom Cruise
Aravind Swamy
Shah Rukh Khan
Uday Kiran

Four Greatest Fears
Death
Snakes
Loosing my frnds
Fast Cars

Three Sacrifices I can make
Sit up all night to talk to a frnd in need
hmmm i cant think of any others k wait i got one
Give up material goods for a loved one

Two Things I'd Want to do before I die
Make a movie
Fall truly madly deeply in love

One thing I would hope for myself
Watever happens with me I shud have the perseverence to endure it and see the light at the end of the tunnel!!

Whew tat was an effort!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

these are a few of my favourite things

"when the dog bites when the bees sting i simply remember my fav things and then i dont feel sooooooooooooooooooooooo bad" and that is exactly what i decided to do

1)Cadburys Fruit and Nut
2)Munching on a Snickers bar
3)phone calls from a special someone(It always brings a smile to my face just to see the number on the caller id
4)hugs from another dear frnd(by far the best hugger in the world)
5)dosas with peanut chutney
6)my blue shorts and torn white tshirt
7)lying down on my couch in hyd and reading a book
8)walking on the waterfront in the beach
9)sitting at broken bridge and feeling like king of the world
10)midnight conversations with frnds
11)loooong drives back home from college
12)looong drives anywhere
13)leaning on nanta's shoulder and going to sleep
14)the top room in razole(the best guest bedroom in the whole world)
15)being at one with myself(hardly ever happens)
16) landing at chennai airport
17)looking at old fotographs
18)going dancing with frnds
19)Ooty
20)Calvin and Hobbes
21)ABHISHEK BACHAN
22)Watching DDLJ
k i think i am gonna bore u guys...
but trust me it really works..try making a list of ur fav things..u wud defi feel a gr8 new high!!

Cain and Abel

Cain killed Abel..and thus began sibling rivalry.. sometime last month praveen shot pramod and yesterday pramod died..in case u wondering what i am talkin abt i mean praveen mahajan shot his bro pramod mahajan!!! now there was one politician i thot was sensible and he too was shot dead...wat causes sibling rivalry..as a single child i wud not be able to give an answer to this question..however as a layman i can give an opinion!!
i strongly think and believe in the prospect of each man unto himself..yes u have siblings and yes u love them and yes u share ur joys and sorrows with them..but then u are wat u make of urself..u are responsible for urself and after a point no one and nothing can help u..and its also wrong on ur part to expect anyone else to be responsible for ur life..y shud anyone else help u?? y shud anyone else share ur burden???
this is just an observation and mite not be true..but ultimately sibling Cain got the better of Abel..Abel died.. And Praveen got the better of Pramod..Pramod died..The rights and the wrongs can be analysed later..Lives were lost..

y do we do what we do!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i was having a conversation with a frnd earlier today when the topic came about of why we picked the careers that each of us chose...he is a mechanical engineer and i am a software engineer... turns out he wanted to be a cricket player and i wanted to make movies...but look where our lives took us...

how does one make a career choice?? here in India you have to pick a career at the young age of abt 14-15( i picked mine at 14).this happens when we finish 10th std!!!! then comes the next cumbersome of an actual graduation degree...this decision i made at 16 and most ppl around 16 or 17... exactly how much wud anyone expect to know at that age??????? well this was my only chance at makin movies and i gave it up..y u ask???? well that "just wasnt the propah thing to do..i had to make a actual career!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!".. and so i picked my next best option...becoming an engineer..and from then on i made only one choice - my elective in 8th sem(age 20)... and then i landed a job at a gud MNC(age 20).

When i joined my firm i wasnt offered a choice of which platform i wanted to work on..heck i wasnt allowed to pick the city i wanted to work at!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(apparently i was too young and hence immature to make that decision-age 21) .thankfully i am on a platform which requires little or no coding...i cant code to save my life!!!!!!

the purpose of this blog is do we really have choices when it comes to careers???? are we really happy with what we are doing with our lives???? or are we jus making the best of choices we made as immature kids??????

well if the questions were put to me..i wud say ---- i am super glad i am an engineer...cant think of any other career i wud have pursued.... and there are days when i curse myself for the job that i am in..and some days when i feel i am on top of the world and this 100 billion rich MNC cant function without me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

stopping by the office on a sunday afternoon..

for the people who dint get that..i wanted to make it sound like the "stopping by the woods on a snowy evening" by robert frost...

anyways... i finally took my turn at supporting our 24*7 applications this weekend... my mom thot i was going on some sorta camping thingy..she packed me an apple and a banana and a huge 1 litre bottle of water..she offered to pack in curd rice,chips and chocolates also..i put my foot down..

so day one (18th March)

i get to office at 2 pm to see a whole bunch of ppl outside office..(walk ins are on) look at them and think...poooooooooooor souls..donno wat they in for..wanted to tell them..puhlease think twice before u accept.. anyways get to cubicle to find a whole bunch of ppl there..wow i thot it wud be empty on saturdays..so socialize with a couple of them..bitch abt the boss and then check my batch.. one job in error..had no clue wat to do and hence re-start the job..it completed successfully even b4 i cud check..well anyways wat do i have to loose..wait for the other batch to start.. then at 3 40 the link(network conn btn india and london) goes kaput!!!!! vanish..lost..i had a mini heart attack..shit had i screwed something up.???.. looked up to see that the other folks were also streching..then come the party words..."planned outage" in case u wondering what this means..it means they decided to cut the link... so wat is my poa..call the ocs(onsite co-ordinators) and tell them tat i cant check anything from here.. one guy says"have a nice weekend,go home", the other guy is all grumpy and makes it sound like my fault!!!!!!!!
sit around for a bit..get a cup of coffee..bond with co-worker (who if i met outside work wud call aunty..).she discusses her marital problems with me..heck i dont even have a boy frnd!!!(wud she listen to mine :D) then pack and decide to go home..hit the gym and call office every half an hour to find out if by any crude twist of fate the link had "come up"...no news till 7 so head back home instead..

day 2..(march 19)
8 in the morning..call on the support mobile saying that 3 jobs have failed!!!(poor guy it was around 3 in the morning for him)get to office at 12 30pm.. link is still down..(la la balle balle) its then that boredom hits me.. no one is in office..not even aunty!!!!!!!!!!!! read the "vegan lunch box" fully including archives.. read suze's blog fully including archives.. read filmfare.com.. feel guilty..google cmu.. open johnabraham.com instead..read it fully.. then decide to update my blog instead..so here it goes..

small notes for rj,abhi etc who read my blog..please comment..be nice..

when the sun sets...

what is it with it being 11:30 in the nite and one has the desperate urge to pour out heart and soul..most of my soul searching conversations have been after 11 in the nite..i have wept buckets and buckets..and likewise comforted frnds!!!!! confided secrets that wud have otherwise never have seen the lite of the day(or in this case nite!!!!!) i have had my biggest fight right then.. wat does the nite bring with it????

but lately i must confess those nitely conversations have come down to zero... is it coz i have no soul searching to do??? or is it because i have no more secrets!!!!!!!!! or is it because i am plain dead tired and have begun to dread conversations from those old frnds in case they gonna drag for more than 15 minutes... "i have to cook dinner still!!!!!!!!, has anyone hrd of relaxation!!!!, now what am i gonna do by listening to that jack shit that i dont relate to anymore!!!!!" and these were thots that passed thru my head when having those above mentioned conversations..(am tormented with guilt!!!)

everyone was talking about the movie.. frnds in other countries had watched it..ppl who normally dint go to theatres had seen the movie and then there was ME.. i was the only one who hadnt seen the movie and ppl were looking at me as if i was from another planet!!! in my defence it wasnt as if i wasnt trying..every weekend i hauled myself to the theatre and stood patiently in a serpantine queue-only to return empty handed..well in case u still wondering wat movie i am talking abt-- rang de basanti..finally this weekend after basically threatening to kill the ticket counter guy at prasads imax i got tickets...
anyways i am all patriotic and all that but i must confess that the movie dint have too much off an impression on me.. the major point that stood out was it took a woman from another country to remind us of our sense of duty to the country!!!
I am also hoping sincerely that our youth dont decide to take this as an example and set off killing all and sundry.. I am sure that this would lead to a lot of chaos and more political parties and more people stealing money..in this case i think that the movie Ayutha Eluthu(Yuva) gave a more sensible option.. Join politics and try to solve the problems from the grassroots level.

all said and done the movie had beautiful songs and also wonderful locations(one cinematogrpaher who made rural india look as beautiful as it really is) cast was ok..

random thots

its 11 am on a Sunday morning and I have been in office for the past 3 hours.. i am barely able to keep my eyes open,I havent had a bath and havent had lunch,dinner(yesterday) and breakfast today.. but then i have a desperate urge to blog..so here i am..kindly pardon any nonsensical writing..i am really sleep-deprieved..

i just realized the therapeutic effects of snake..as in the game on the phone..back when i was in college a year ago [:D] i used to play snake jus during my semester exams..say at 2 in the morning on some random nite i wud be sitting on the kitchen counter(the best place to study) with books and papers around me and I would be playing snake. it was my stress buster.. playing snake for some 20 minutes would charge me enuf to go through atleast 2 hrs of studying..then after i joined work and changed mobiles(i am still a very faithful nokia user but this phone 6630 has no games and i cant be bothered to go and add games)then i was given a mobile at work..and i sat and played my faithful stres-buster game and was so relieved..the very act of jus elongating the snake makes me feel like i am on a mission..and when i beat my own highest score i have achieved my own personal objective..

i have always wondered about how one person would become the center of ur life and all you do or wanna do revolves around him/her. that person wud sometimes be the reason one gets up in the morning.. and then something goes wrong and still that person would be the center of ur life..but this time the only reason u dont wanna get up is this person..how can one person manipulate all ur thots,feelings and emotions??

how can a person change at all?? u know i had a frnd in kindergarden..she was jus like me..two pigtails,running nose and handkerchief pinned to the pinnafore.. as we grew older she started becoming nutty(that is the only word i can use to describe her) then now at 22 she is positively mad..she knows the cops, she knows where to buy dope etc..am i the only one who stuck to my thots and ideals?? am i the only one whose attitude hasnt done a complete 180 degress flip?? does it have to do with the fact that my parents gave me a secure childhood?? was it because i had gud frnds?? wat went wrong with my poor frnd??

yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawwwwwwwwwwwwn i am still sleepy.. i think its only when i am really sleepy that serious thots like the above run in my head...

which leads me to my next thot..how much the computer has become a part of our lives.. my dude(that is my comp's nick name-i spend sooo much time around him)..i swear i am half asleep,my eyes are stinging, yet i am sitting here in an empty office..typing away as if my life depended on it..i dont even look at the keyboard now..i can jus keep looking at the screen and type away.. wow i am talented..

6 months in the software industry and..

ok its official..i am a techie now.. for the un-initiated it means a bonded-cheap laborer who works by the clock.. it also means I wear a tag and sit around sipping coffee by the gallon. when i joined this industry i used to get baffled by the use of certain terminology and felt that the entire world of software has people doing important things.Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuut 6 months into the industry i am using the same words and here is what they actually mean..

• On call/in-a-call -> means that i am on the fone with frnd,family etc and dont feel like talking to you.If i am sitting in the t-con room(that is tele-conferencing room) and having this conversation it means that i dont want the others to hear the conversation.
• team meeting-> u sit around with the rest of ur team and show off what u have supposedly worked on in the last one week.Its also a chance to kalachify ur frnd/colleague who bugs u otherwise
• on call support-> it means i will be able to help u by instructing u on the fone. It also means i will answer the fone only if i feel like :-)
• thanks in advance-> it means exactly this

  " u freaking get this job done!!!!!!!!!!!!!".

  usually at the end of the mail that begins with FYINA
• hidden resource-> means i labor and i toll and i work but i sign off all documents on someone else's name.
• billable-> basically someone whose name is put at the end of the work done by the hidden resource
• FYINA/FYI & NA-> For Your Information Needs Action means its not my work or i am not gonna do it.Please do it. usually occurs at the begining of a mail and ends with thanks in advance.
• cc to the boss/pm-> that is carbon copy to the project manager. it means that i am not gonna take any **** no more and that i am complaining against you.
• KT-> knowledge transfer.it basically means that i will give u the user-id and password along with the database for the application.then God help u..i am washing my hands of the application.Maybe i will provide you with a bunch of outdated documents.

then there are some other things which i think are exclusive to the software industry

sending mail to the guy sitting next to you. in the begining i used to wonder y the hell cudnt one jus walk up to the guy or in most cases jus turn around in that rotating chair and ask him instead..but then these days i do it too.. y take the effort???????????????????

i am doing a high priority job as in i am doing exactly what i feel like doing and hence its high priority.

users are dumb..they defi and really donno what they want..and i have to break my head trying to understand what they probably want and convince them that they want just that.

i put my monthly expenditures in an excel sheet and perform calculations on them.

having absolutely no recollection of the name of the person i am having a conversation with!!!!!! thank god for name tags.

if i am talking abt my sweetheart,my dude,my hunk,my babe etc in all likelihood i am talking abt my computer.

if a bunch of us colleagues(not frnds-never call them ur frnds!!!!!!!) get together we wud invariably end up discussing tech stuff..swear this is true...

all forwards that i recieve/send are jokes on my pm,the computer and code!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i donno y ppl think i dont have a life besides my job!!!!!!!!(the hrs that i am made to put in..i really dont have one)

my next target is to get myself on-site!!!!!!!!!!!

k now that is the end of my lunch hr and i shud get back to work now..

long road home

the other day i had this terrible headache..it felt like ppl where using sledge hammers and banging my head from the top,left and right.so i decided to leave work early and get home to bed.. so i packed off from office at 6 pm.

I caught an auto at the gate and we bargained about the fare. I finally gave up due to my poor throbbing head..our man sets off at a slow 30kmph..the world is a happy place to be living in..suddenly there is an open strech of road and the auto hits atleast 60(i swear!!!!!!!!!!!) . Now I am obbsessively scared of fast traffic,so i clung for dear life to the bar/rod in front praying for dear life(also wondering y auto's dont come with seat belts ($$$***####) then a sudden break..

I am now gonna divert from the main story and give u a piece of information..the entire city of hyderabad(or atleast all the places that i have been to) is undergoing some road widening thingy. so basically its like half road.quarter -dug up item(for the lack of a better word) and another quarter-all that is dug up from that item..Now going back to the story....

My driver decides that he has had enuf waiting in the traffic so he cuts across to the road item on the other half.. so i am basically travelling on sand,pebbles and some other items of un-describable nature.. my headache has already gone up two notches.. Then a bus also decides to get into the cycle gap of non-road place and so there is a bus next to me also stuck in the jam...

again a digression.. have u ever wondered how the auto and bus manufacturers got together and decided to build their vehicles in such a way that the exhaust from the bus wud hit the face of the person sitting in the passenger part of an auto..i mean did they all get together, have a nice conference in goa or coorg or some beach resort/hill station and decide.."ah how can we make the life of our ppl more smoke filled" i am sure a lot of hardwork and design went into this.. the direction/position of the exhaust pipe from the bus is such that if an auto is parked next to it- surely the passengers must be treated to a breath of fresh diesel smoke!!!!!!!!!!!!

k back to the story..after breathing some loads of diesel from the bus next to me and also recieving my share of stare from the ppl of the bus my auto zooms off again in a gap so small that u cant even call it cycle gap.i really donno what he hoped to achieve coz no traffic was anyway moving.. and he chose all the bumps(actually here he isnt to blame-- he was riding on non-road place) and the hammers on my head jus got heavier.. let me talk to someone i thot..maybe it will be a diversion..so i tried calling a frnd..status-all lines on this route are busy..please try again later.. so it wasnt just the road-the airwaves were also jammed..(sorry cudnt resist the mokke) after a while i felt as if i was in a video game..u know the likes of midtown maddness or need for speed or road rash types.. i started feeling like the hero that a kid is playing around with using his joystick...
finally after abt an hour and a half of maddness and a whole lot of abuse my driver hurled at passers by i reached the supermarket close to my house..suddenly remembered that i need to buy dinner so i stopped him there,got out with a reeling.throbbing head and walked into the supermarket in a daze..

am sure most ppl can relate to this..also decided that i am bored of my home-sickness blogs.if u dint understand any of this its alrite..coz i made that entire journey with a throbbing head and eyes shut most of the way

come they told me...

this morning on the way to work i drove by a school.It was decorated with stars and generally looked all christmas-y.... this reminded me of my school and how awesome christmas was at school..
A long time ago when i was in class 3(i said long time ago) we were doing the christmas play and I was Mary.I was all dressed up in blue with a long gown sorta thing with a blue veil on my head.My best frnd keerthi was joseph and she had this beard stuck on her face that made her look really scary.The entire play I avoided looking at her. And another frnd of mine Mridula was the drummer boy who sang "Come they told me..pa rapapam pam.." and another frnd Vidya was the angel right on top.
Anyways without boring you guys with those details of who was who..The thing was the frndship that we all cultivated.Each year christmas was a chance for us to make frnds with ppl we didnt know.It also was a chance for us to share our goodies with the less privelaged ones.One Christmas tradition which I really liked was playing Chris-ma/Chris-child. It was super fun figuring out wat to get ur Chris-child.Still have some of the stuff we got.This was a gud way for me to make frnds with ppl outside my circle of frnds.It also taught me to save money for the little gifts I had to buy.
The other thing was making Christmas Cards.My school set aside this day when we all of us made cards that were sent home around Christmas/New Year.The loud speakers played Christmas carols and we set about making the cards.Then again was a time for sharing the felt-tip pens,glue,glitter etc..
And finally the one thing that had a profound impact on me..This was called White Christmas where we all dropped gifts into a huge bag and these were shared with left fortunate ppl than us.This was a superb concept.

And then there is now.When the first thing that came to my mind was..Y is it on a Sunday??? I would have a holiday from work otherwise.But looking at those children in that school I smiled to myself and thought someone else is doing all those things that I did..and they cherishing it as much as I did

I must also add that I am still best frnds with keerthi(inspite of us living in diff cities) and still in touch with Mridula and Vidya..(guess everything didnt change after all!!!)

And if u wondering y this post is called come they told me.- the first thing I associate with Christmas is this carol that the little drummer boy sang on his way to see the New Born King,Son of God

things i miss doing in chennai

k this post is being written with a serious bout of homesickness..
I spent my last Sunday thinking about how much my life has changed after moving to Hyderabad and that was when I came up with this list.It essentially comprises the things I did/miss doing

1) fighting with my dad for the Hindu paper and reading the entire paper back to back.Then reading the Calvin and Hobbes strip
2)fighting with my dad for the Sunday magazine section which he would invariably leave in his bathroom before I got up as a consequence of which it would be wet(wait i dont think the sentence formation is right there- but am sure you get the drift)
3)eating crisp dosas with peanuts chutney and last nites pesarapappu/onion sambhar
4)chasing the bus!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
5)calling chaitanya,adi,sharan,arun,priya and telling them that they gonna miss the bus at nandanam.calling manju to check if i missed the bus and making it wait at nandanam.
6)saying hi to all my teachers from school.(My bus-stop is outside school)
7)looking at the new students and wondering how much better school was when I was in it.(y the hell dont they wear their badges????)
8)walking all the way to the canteen so that I can eat puff(real reason-socialize with half a dozen ppl on the way)much to divya/janani's exsasparation
9)having a desperate urge to eat dahi papdi chat/rasagollas/pasta/mirchi vada/vada at 3 in the afternoon in the middle of some boring lecture
10)playing bingo with janani
11)sitting in the verandah outside krl's room and jus whiling away time(supposedly on duty organizing something)
12)basically torturing janani with my odd comments/thoughts/opinions
13)snubbing abhinandan..(we had a mutual hatred)
14)sitting at amethyst and eating black current youghurt in their trophy cups(their cups were shaped like trophies) and talking to the gang..or kalaichifying(that is pulling each others legs) or abusing the boys.. also commenting abt some odd female who is in the gym with us
15)sittin on the beach and eating peanuts/raw mango for 200 bucks(record of sorts am sure)
16)playing running and catching on the beach and throwing sand on each other.
17)playing boys vs grls antakshari and then ending up singing all our fav songs together.
18)actually all of us singing pehla nasha!!
19)sharan's beach house(sorry da arun..liked sharan's better)
20)eating food at kayandi/buhari.
21)planning to go for a movie at 6 20 and going to Satyam for a 6 30 show
22)bugging my mom to watch telugu movies with me due to the lack of company
23)buggin shivanth for brownies and then fighting over who gets how much.
24)going out with div/jan to watch the most outrageous movies in the world.
25)going to landmark and browsing through the cds.
26)making my father take me to gangotri for dahi papdi chat and then bring it home and eat it watching full house.
27)talking for hours together on the phone-dispensing advice,getting advice,making plans,crying,gossiping.The famous conference calls!!!!
28)sleep overs at deepa's house where we raided her fridge for anything edible.
29)sleep overs at my place where we played pictionary(actually i dispensed the cards and the rest played)
30)getting the notes/xerox some 2 days before exams.
31)doing the lab exams!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
32)driving my car(ok i drive at 40 on ecr-so what)
33)sitting on top of the tank and watching the fire-works
34)sitting at move-n-pick and complaing about y they dont have chocolate ice cream and still enjoying what they have.
35)waking up in the morning and find my mom sitting on the chair next to my bed drinkin her coffee/tea
36)telling my folks some stories they absolutely un-interested in but still listened to coz i was telling them

well i guess tat pretty much sums it up..k wait one more..am sure am gonna get clobbed if i dont put that up
37)talking to nanta on the bus and generally being her one -woman-entertainment show

title

have u ever wondered if its possible to condense an entire essay/passage into a few words.as in give it a title.if the title describes the stuff in the passage then y bother to write a passage at all.mite as well use all my thot process to jus come up with a title.i am guessing the same goes with headlines.have u ever wondered y politicians "make it to the headlines". they never make it to a "3 paragraph article" or that event "made headlines." i personally think the world wud be a far more interesting place without a heading. imagine reading thru an entire article in the magazine or an entire blog and then deciding if u liked it or not.how much more of our brains wud we be using in tat case!!!!(not sure of technical details)it wud get us thinking much more atleast.
the taglines tat come with movies are a gud example of this.noticing it a lot in telugu movies these days..the one thing tat comes to my mind is "nijam-its a lie" for those who dont follow telugu nijam means truth..so the entire title is an oxy-moron in itself.the tagline caught on like a rage but the movie was one of the yrs biggest duds and one of the most boring movies i ever saw(actually i hace never gotten around to watching the whole movie) or for tat matter.."baalu-abcdefg) and if u wondering wat the alphabets represent then u watch the movie..another absolutely senseless movie..the hero lives with a bullet lodged in his stomach for 2 yrs as he wants revenge for his sweetheart' death.and wat does abcdefg stand for u ask..
a boy can do everything for grl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! grrrr..i wanted to strangle the writer/lyricist/public relations guy. not only telugu movies hindi movies too have those things which are apparently called catch phrases."daag-the fire","kabhi kushi kabhi gam-its all about loving ur parents" and so on so forth i can go on forever..

so wat i am gettin to is tat the title wud have nothing to do with the stuff its titling...so lets do away with the titling..

if there are any lapses or lack of any sequence in this blog its coz i wrote it from work where i rushed to solve some problem.I swear I started it when i was free at lunch..

happiest phase of my life

Deepthi was my best frnd in college.We did everything together.Deepthi was seeing this guy who didnt belong to the same community as her.But for that difference(which accordin to me is no difference at all) they were an ideal couple.They were made for each other(or so our circle of frnds thot)
Flash forward to the future.Deepthi and I finished college.Deepthi told her mom abt this guy and the next thing I know she is gettin engaged to a gud boy from the same community as her and the boy was chosen by her parents.The guy had apparently come down from some place in America with the sole aim of finding a bride.And after rejecting some 200 fotos,accepted to meet my frnd.(her family was flattered)And before I knew it they were engaged.All this happened within a week and my frnd Deepthi is all of 21!!!!!!!!!!

My amazement doesnt stop here.Deepthi's mom-in-law doesnt like it if she has ear-piercings so she takes of her earings.Deepthi's mom-in-law doesnt like it if she has her nose pierced too..so off with that.Deepthi's mom-in-law thinks she should cut her hair and within half an hour calls back to say that she doesnt think its a gud idea and she shud probably grow her hair.Deepthi's mom-in-law took her saree shopping and picked all the sarees that she thinks my frnd shud wear at her wedding.Ok i am sure u got it..Bottom line..Deepthi's mom-in-law.

Wat amazes me is that this grl who checked out guys with me,ate pani puti on the street with me and did all the crazy things that normal teenagers do is putting herself thru this load of crap without complaining.

I always thought tat the millions of saas-bahu serials were a cliche.And all those books which showed the huge comical family were an exaggeration.But apparently not..I have just come to realize that when an Indian grl turns 21 her family starts the famous quest for the most suited bridegroom.(their logic is u have all the fun u want but when u gettin married we pick the guy)

Deepthi spends her time shopping and at the parlor these days.She came home and gave me her wedding invitation yesterday.It was worded as follows
join me when i enter the most happiest phase in my life with the man of my dreams!!!
All that I hear from her these days are how irritatin her mom-in-law is..wonderin wat the happiest phase is..

At times like this I am really thankful that my parents let me do my own thing.I am at the moment leadin my life on my terms and am still biding my time till when the man of my dreams comes and i enter the happiest phase of my life!!!