Marriage pic (Exclusive)

Let me have the honour of introducing ma hubby Mr.V to this blogosphere...Ma blogger friends have asked me to post snaps of ma shaadi..i will be p0sting the link too later..Picture abhi bhi baaki hei mere dost!!!!!!!!!!!!!!:):):P

oye hoye....

oye hooy...
its long since i wrote or even visited ma blog...hmmm..so many reasons to say..literally disappeared from dis blogosphere it seems..na..i am back with a bang..to start with ok yes..got a job..yeyayayay...yupp recently i got a job..so liberated from the boredom of sitting alone at home..well so many things to write and say..abhi tho suruvaat hei bhidoooo...

Back ;)

Helloooo!! Am back..! that too after a long span of 4 months!!yippeee:).. And let me tell you all that the inevitable happened !! I got married :);)!!.yesssss... Finally on August 29th 2010 I stepped (rather slipped ) into the world of marriage with the ever green dialogue "ek chutki sindoor ka kimat tum kya jaano ramessss baaaabu??!!!"

SPORTS GYAAN...

Football fever is here at ma place also…Posters, flexeboards, slogans of the different teams in the World Cup Football at each and every corner of the streets... There are two flex boards at ma bus stop raised by two fans associations here...One is for Argentina and the other is for Brazil...The Argentinean supporter slogan goes like this “Players of Argentina are like the brave tigers who is lead by the lion Maradona and We know that this team is gonna win”… On the opposite side is the Brazilian supporter flex which goes like “Here are the yellow soldiers, Brazilians; best with their legs and hands and therefore the “lion and the baby goats” can rest in the forest...” I giggled as I studied both the flexes…: P: P: P

Be it cricket or football I don’t have any idea about sports, though I was a very good athlete during ma school days…Of course I know how the umpire shows the hand gestures for out, four and six in cricket…There was an incident that happened when I was in ma college...All ma friends are crazy about sports especially Cricket…So once there is an ODI or any other test matches going on, all I could hear in ma class is about cricket, runs and scores…And of course I didn’t know a word about this game..Like someone said ‘Cricket for me its like eleven players running after a ball’...One fine afternoon we were coming to class after our lunch...Obviously ma friends were talking about cricket...How Dhoni got duck...How another guy got ‘out’ and blabla…I was getting annoyed and irritated...All I know is some Bollywood-Hollywood scoops…So I thought of something that I could say related to cricket so that I could outshine them...Suddenly WHAT AN IDEA SIR JI???I thought of the Bollywood Khabar I saw the previous night and I spat out …”Did u guys know????? …Robin Singh the Cricketer is dating Deepika Padukone now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”……

Ma friends who were so busy chit chatting over cricket heard me, turned to me and asked “Deepika dating who?????”…I felt like I was floating in the air as I outwitted them with ma Cricket Gyaan…I smiled for a second and reassured ma answer “You know this guy; Robin Singh…the young Cricketer...Kinda playboy man!!...He has dated Kim Sharma before... You know…Now He is after our Deeps”…
The moment I stopped there was a laughter session by ma friends…They were hurting themselves with their laughter I felt...I was puzzled…They announced ma cricket gyaan to the whole class the next moment and I stood before them as if I was stripped off ma skin…

The next day morning the moment I entered the class one of ma classmates shouted “heyya do anyone know who is dating Deepika Padukone now???” And the rest of the class shouted “NOOOOOOOO”…And this guy shouted “The young cricketer ROBIN SINGH” and I was wondering where to hide myself from the class mates …: P: P: P


Now this is the ultimate one...There used to be inter college football match held in our college...So once the opposing teams were our college and a near by college…Our college were about to lose the game when at last our captain made a goal and the whole team was celebrating it by embracing and clapping..Our Director Academic who is in his sixties, was in the car returning from his office that he saw the boys cheering up...He was so happy that he got out of the car, ran to them and embraced the boys one by one and congratulated them and as the boys were turning by,our Director Academic asked the captain “By the way boy; HOW MANY RUNS DID YOU TAKE?”..The captain ran away with his whole strength thinking @*/$*&^$@! $!!!!

KIYA ,CHESS AND FOOTBALL...

Ma cousin from Chennai had come here to Kerala for the International Chess Competition…He was practicing the chess alone at home one fine afternoon...All of a sudden kiya (ma kitten) went to him and started moving chess icons with his hands and legs…The most interesting fact was that after some time kiya changed chess into football and till the game was over the ‘king’ was his favorite icon…

PARDESI TWIST ....

One fine afternoon...I was feeling sleepy...All of a sudden ma mom declared that I should join her to her friend’s house...GRRRRRRRRR…NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO…I said...But after a lot of persuasions and threats I went with her...The host is ma amma’s friend whose son is back home after being abroad for sometime...He is ma childhood buddy...But after 2nd standard we departed as his father got transfer to Calicut and later this child hood bandha moved abroad for his MBA..

We entered the house as the aunt came greeting us...we sat in the sofa that the usual comment came “Chechi...Sangita has grown up...Years passed just like that Na?”...I sat there smiling as ma eyes ran over the photos and trophies kept in the show case...Amma and aunty got busy in the conversation..So I got up to see the photos kept there...As I was reading one of the trophies there came the aunt’s voice...”U know titu (her son) got that for football match...” I said “ok good “...As ma eyes moved on to the next, there came again “Titu got it for the debate in twelfth”... ”ok...Nice aunty”...I replied...I knew if I dared to go for the next trophies I would have to be in the the “prize distribution name calling scenes” again and again...So I came back to ma seat...Still I could hear again and again “Tittu did that, Tittu did this...”HMMM...I was so bored that I asked “Amma can we move?”..

Aunty came with a sweet smile “Sangita has come home after long...And am seeing ma friend (my amma) after a long time..We have a lot to talk...And you haven’t met tittu Na? Wait he will be back...Went to his friend...”...”ok “ I sighed…I was thinking what to think….There was an aquarium near to me...so I went and gazed at the golden fish in it..

There came our hero “tittu”…A fair lean guy, hmmm 5 9” I guess, donning a goatie and spiked hair appeared…He saw me, smiled and went to his room upstairs...Aunty came calling “Tittu… Come down fast...Sangita and aunty have come after long time...” “Wait moms...Am changing...” Came the reply...TADAA... Pardesi baabu was rolling up his sleeves while he was coming down…He rushed to the divan kept in the drawing hall and asked me “Sangita right? It’s been years since I met u...Right? ”… I thought to myself ”yeh right ka baccha GRRRRRR”... I said “yes “... He went to the kitchen, had a chit chat there and came back with pappads in his hand...He came to me and gave me one...I was about to say “No thanks I usually don’t have oily foods”...But thinking about this “right ka baccha” I received it...Aunty and amma came “Monu do u remember sangita...??Whom you used to call “sangeee”?? ”and both of them laughed...The right ka baccha laughed and nodded; so I gave a fake smile…”Sangee is bored...Show her our house “…“its ok auntie...”

“Come on, I will show you around “He invited ...I went to rooms one by one...He talked to me about he culture both Indian and American, food, education, football match, restaurants and blabla..The guy is smart I thought…He showed me his room...I could say it was so neatly and orderly arranged and his comment on his room was like “You know it’s a boy’s room… So don’t expect neatness and arrangement like you girls“...I thought “Abhe right k Bache...If you enter ma room you would think you have entered a forest “...We sat in the sofa and he asked me “Why are you quiet? Ask me something Sangita, I remember you as a chatter box...Well you are so silent now...You are an IT ian now and IT guys do speak a lot I guess …Is this some sort of a starting problem? “... “Well umm so you have grown up… ummm... You have a moustache and goatie now “...He giggled and said “uhh yes ...Well you have also...You have turned into o a beautiful swan “… I thought “what does it mean? That I was an ugly duckling? Anyways “...I giggled...

We joined aunty and amma in the drawing hall …They were talking about everything under the sun I guess. The topic then was old age homes ... Aunt was telling “You know Pushpa (ma amma), the old age homes where today’s children dump their parents? Weird places where there are no facilities or proper food...I know I read an article about this”...Ma amma and I were listening to it while the tittu’s comment came all of a sudden “Don’t worry mamma, when I go to get you guys admitted therein old age homes, I will damn make sure that it’s facilities are of five stars’ “… WHACK!!!!!!!!!….

I and amma couldn’t stop laughing …While the aunt sat there sweating profusely…..Pardesi baabu was stretching his legs then….

PASSION AND THREE IDIOTS ..

Saw three idiots yesterday...Yes after a long time after it was released…I have the habit of downloading movies and keeping it in the folders for long...Never have a glimpse of it then…After several months I watch the movie..What is the use or thrill in that?? Don’t know...

I laughed a lot watching the Chatur’s speech...Laughed to an extent that ma amma came to ma room and said “you have gone mad”…And about the moral the movie gives...Weise I don’t know how far it is practicable “To strive for excellence and not mere success”...I had a talk with ma friend one fine day and we discussed about life, profession and the dreams he had for his job..That time I had just resigned from ma previous job and he asked me what next...To be frank I was so speechless that I said “I don’t know...”…Then he asked me to watch three idiots ...But after watching the movie nothing has changed in me...Is it a bad news or good one I don’t know...I have always tried to learn something new in ma life everyday even though the gyaan is from a different arena from what I studied …I remember yet another person who asked me to watch three idiots..The person could be termed as a damn fool in his life as he has a measure for everything...A yardstick for measuring everyone...Even human beings and their feelings…and the most funniest thing is that he advised me to follow excellence...Heeeeee...thinking of the words “Human beings are just so different; they always advise you to seek help from them when we need; and when we ask them for help they end up showering us with advices”..Well that dumb*** is off ma life now...Thank god...

So back to three idiots...How can be it applied to ma life? What am I passionate about ?Am passionate about everything and nothing in the world...By profession am an electrical engineer who landed up in the land of coding, software engineering...But what do I wish to become at the end of the day??...I still don’t know...I don’t like electrical or information field...Its not I don’t like it...I lack the passion, the enthusiasm that I ought to have for those fields...Feeling strange...Yeah It’s strange...I discussed this with ma amma...She got confused and declared “what do you want to do in your life then? To live in today’s world man and wife should earn well “...I said “But amma, earning is not ma passion”
Dad responded all of a sudden “What about being a House wife? Do u wish to be one?”
Mom said “Very good option…I have been in that profession for the past 33 years...And that too without salary”
I replied “Stop it guys...You won’t understand “

I went to ma bros...I told him the entire story so far...He got mad and he shouted “you don’t wish to be in Electrical and IT, though you could do well in both fields ...Hmm...Better you join a call centre”
Heee……under employment I know...But still hmmm...

One night I thought about all the passions I had from childhood...
1. In 6th standard I wanted to be an archaeologist...Then that wish got buried I don’t know how…
2. In 8 Th standard I wanted to be a beautician, still I didn’t make up ma mind…
3. In 10 Th I decided I need to be a fashion designer, but that design didn’t get appreciation …
4. In 12th wanted to be a singer, but ma song never released …
5. At engineering first year wanted to be a doctor; But why? Still I don’t know...
6. In 2nd year wanted to be an astronaut…
7. In 3rd year wanted to be air hostess…
8. In 4 Th year wanted to be an IFS officer…

By the time I dreamt off all these I was given the bachelor’s degree with first class, how come? Don’t know...What is ma passion bhagwaan? Pls help...I prayed lot that night...I knew I was not aimless and that I am talented...

Next day morning I received enlightment...MBA, HR MANAGER...a friend of mine suggested:”why don’t you do MBA...HR manager??”WOW...even I thought about the same…he he...Yippee…I got ma passion…I told about ma passion to ma brother...
He told me “MBA? HR? It’s not creative...you should opt something related to what you studied”
Tadaaaaaaaa...Just see how water falls on ma dreams every time…it took me 23 years to find out what ma passion is and now this...GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR…

I talked to ma friend that evening...She told me “MBA? HR? R you mad? Try something like IT...SYSTEMS...Do u wish to be a house wife? Is that why you r opting HR? No man you shouldn’t opt for that”…GRRRRRRRRRRRRRR again…

That day I decided NO I would be an HR by profession and will try for IFS for sure...I wont lend ma ears to anyone from now...Its ma life...It’s now or never...

QUESTIONS..

Can you take me to a matrix world where I can see everything in three dimension?
Will you ask me again to walk over the burning coal saying that it won’t hurt if you have faith?
Will it hurt if your lips are sewed together with the thread of your life?
Will your heart beat even if its taken out from your body with ma hand?
Are you saying something now, or am I hallucinating?
Why are your eyes bleeding, have they drained out of tears?
What are you yelling at? Are you trying to say something?
Can’t u keep quite for god sake as I tell you,
“YOU DUMB DEAF AND BLIND!!!!! “

SNORING AND TALAAQ ...

As ma cousins had come from Chennai for the International Chess Tournament ma room was occupied by them…so I shifted to ma parent’s room as a refugee... The heat is unbearable here that I decided to sleep on the floor…Heat was keeping me off from sleeping…I felt like am put in an oven and made to bake...I stared upon the ceiling where trees and plants made scary images with their shadows as they moved with the breeze outside..I was feeling sleepy after sometime...Suddenly I heard “gurrrrrrrrrr gurrrrrrrr gurrrrrr”... I got up and looked around...The owner of the strange sound was ma acchan...

”accha …”I cried out..
acchan woke up and asked “what ?”
“You are snoring...I can’t sleep”
“Who? I? I am not snoring. You might have heard some other noise”

Telling that ma acchan again went to sleep...I closed ma eyes and now ma whole concentration was to find out where the noise came from...I lost ma sleep...I had ma ears sharpened …Walah..There came the “gurrr gurr”again...I woke up without making noise and switched on the lights...TADAAAAAAA...There was ma acchan sleeping, the proud owner of “gurrr”...I knew ma acchan won’t believe again, so I took his mobile and captured a snoring video and shouted “acchaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa”..Dad woke up rubbing his eyes...

“What?”
“You are snoring again”
“Who? Me? No ways”
“I have the proof “
“What proof?”
“Just see this “

I handed him the mobile and he saw the video and he was going like “aaaaaaaaaah hmmmmmm huhhhhhhh”..Just then ma amma woke up and asked “what the hell is going on? Don’t you wish to sleep? Putting on lights at 1 am?? Sleep now”
I said “acchan is snoring; I couldn’t sleep “
Ma mom asked me “What if your husband snores every night when you sleep? What will you do? Wake up and ask him to stop it now and then????”
I answered “It’s as simple as that “
Dad asked “As simple as what? What would you tell him?”
Without a second thought I shouted “talaaq talaaq talaaq (divorce divorce divorce)...As simple as that “
Ma dad started laughing and told me “Nonsense kahikiiii...Go to sleep...I won’t snore”…..

SUMMER ,ME AND MANGOES...

Its damn hot here...Its like the sun rises in Kerala and doesn’t like to set...Unbearable heat, sweating, perspiration, body odour, thirst, dry hands, body, hair and legs...You name it we have it here..I have taken a new diversion...I am eating a lot these days...Just to put on weight...Ma mom remarked that I look like an 18 year old as I have become so lean and tired...So ma main hobby is eating...No distinct menu or favorites..Can eat anything as far as it is edible...So I can be compared to a goat that chews 24*7...Well I don’t eat posters and banana peels like goats he he...

Its mango season in Kerala and as we have more than 5 types of mango trees in ma home with both riped and unripe mangoes, they could be ma breakfast, lunch and dinner...I like raw mangoes sprinkled with salt and red chilly powder...Yummy!!!!!!!!!!! I have water for sailing seven ships in ma mouth now...Just love the combination...As I start eating mangoes, I keep on eating that ma dad warned me “mangoes are also having a lot of heat content…This is summer…If you don’t control it you would end up sitting in the pilgrimage centre” (hope you all got the meaning : P: P

WILL THERE BE A DAY?

I had  steamed green gram mixed with jaggery and grated coconut for breakfast this morning.What have I become?Health conscious?naa..I don't think so..A miser?No I guess..Apart from ma thoughts am now having tummy ache..Ouch!!!!!!The green gram has given me gastritis I guess :(:(..Gulped arishtam now..Feel like I am thinking so much these days..the topics do vary from micro organisms to global warming..Are these cramps their after effects?I know our mind and body is interrelated...Got on ma nerves yesterday all over again after a long time..So had a very bad headache..:(:(..Went to sleep after a long time..Went to bed but didn't sleep..kept staring at the ceiling thinking of the void mind..
Will there be day  when I wake up to the hollowness and emptiness of ma mind?
Will there be a day where I wake up just to find out that I no more exists?
Will there be a day where I realize that humans no more survive in this world?
Will there be a day when I can say "I am living ma life to its fullest"?
Will there be a day when  I can have the world of true love,sincerity and honesty???

A LIL RELIEF..

At-last kasab is found guilty..Thank god..I had thought that he would  find some kind of loop hole and would escape..But am grateful to the Indian courts and law who found him guilty..I read 86 charges were against him..Saw news regarding his case where he has requested the court to give him mutton biriyani, basmati rice,Quran..GRRRRRRRRRR....And he has acted very well saying that he is innocent..And today when the hearing was going on,he had stood like nothing great has happened!!
                        It was during ma first job that the Mumbai terror attacks happened..As ma cousins were there in Mumbai, ma whole family was shaken..And we were frantically contacting them just to make sure that they were safe..I still remember the hours I spent in front of the TV with ma eyes filled not just thinking about ma cousins but about my  brothers and sisters of India and other countries who lost their lives and our brave soldiers and jawans like MAJOR SANDEEP UNNIKRISHNAN,HEMANT KARKARE,VIJAY SALASKAR and many more who sacrificed their lives for the nation..We went to Mumbai in December and I asked ma dad to take me 2 the VT station..Saw all the cabins where people hid from the terrorists,I closed ma eyes and felt the innocent  kids,men and women running for their lives,their cries,pains..The fear of death in their eyes..The fear of losing their dear ones..I could feel it all and ma blood boiled thinking of all the terrorists ruining my India..I read they didn't spare anything that moved..Even dogs in TAJ HOTEL were shot to death..!!!!! I wish  I had AK 47 with me to shoot down all the nasty flies and eradicate terrorism from ma nation..I might sound kiddish..But these are the words from ma heart..
                    So many things have changed I realise after the 26/11 attacks ..All muslim brothers are considered as terrorits or portaryed as terrorists and many families have been humiliated based on this..When can I get ma India free from the  venomous cancer of terrorism that spreads to all  parts of ma nation???When will our India be saved??

CRY AGAIN..:(:(

Feeling not so well today..but not  moody..no physical pain,no mental worries ..Just a feeling that I am not feeling well..Thought about the day I cried the last time..hmmm...I have seen always mothers asking their baby boys not to cry right from the time when they are young and telling "boys won't cry..You ought to be a man and men don't cry.."Strange!!!But gals yell out "Mummyyyyyyyyyyyy..."Even I was like that when I was young :):):)..Men  hear this advice every time they feel like bursting out and keep all their worries and tensions inside and one day their heart fails to overcome the pressure of their mind thus heart arrest and stroke results and they leave the world making others cry..I am not saying this is the case of every man..But such cases do occur....I have decided I would advise ma sons (arrey probability heinaa!) to cry aloud..Its also a guy thing.. I have cried at all unnecessary things so far..Ma tear glands won't work at the right time..But now I laugh thinking about the times I have cried..:):):)
        I used to cry aloud long ago..As time passed by,I learnt to keep everything in ma mind and  to control ma tears,built flood sheds and it often transformed to a phase where I had silent thoughts and even if I burst out it results in wetting ma pillow with ma tears..Now a days am used to reports like a 19 year old boy has died of heart arrest ,29 year old,15 year old..hmm..huh...But  women having cardiac arrests is less when compared to men..So what's the difference here?Every time I think of that I feel scared of having a heart attack..I should cry aloud..Throw out all ma emotions,crib,curse,feelings...:):):P..Join me..Lets cry out....

ATTESTATION...

It was a lazy day(as usual)..I heard the usual alarm that alarms without giving any key previous night or whose volume i can't reduce,which I cant snooze..If you are in the same condition as mine ,don't think too hard..The alarm is no one other than ma AMMA..everyday I wake up with her "anu enikkkkkkkkkkuuuuu(anu wake..up)..."..And the most unfortunate case is that I get dreams only in the early morning..I would be smiling or crying in the dream..And suddenly ma amma's call would kick me out of ma dream when I get up, feeling that ma heart is thumping at an alarming rate...Devangelic once asked me"at what time do u wake up in the morning?"..I said "It depends "..Devangelic again asked "depends upon what?"..I said "It depends upon me":):):)..
                I had to attest ma certificates for an interview...I woke up,got ready and headed to the gusseted officer...It was a hospital and I had to get attestation from the doctor there...The moment I entered the gate,I could get the nasty smell of medicines and phenol...I sat in the chair there,arranged ma certificates in order and went into the building..I could sense the odour ,the hospital odour or smell nearing ma nose..There was a young lady who raised her brows to me as if asking "What the hell do u want ?"..I was the most humblest creature on the earth at that moment and I spoke out in  a feeble voice "Got to attest..Is the doctor in ?"..She gave me a weird look and said "Go in and ask if she can do it ?"..What the hell?Did I ask her to give me her MBBS?God !!!!!I went in ...
            Not again..The smell of phenol pierced ma nose deep down to ma pharynx and throat..I looked around..There were posters for TB and leprosy  patients stating out the symptoms and various levels of treatments..I read every line carefully and checked if I had any of those symptoms...NAA..I am free..Thank God...
                I had ma eyes off the posters  that I saw 3 pair of eyes staring at me..it was of 2 women and 1 man..The women were pregnant and the man was one of the women's hubby..I thought..Might be they have come for checkups..And then I understood the meaning of the stare they gave me...NO NO..neither am pregnant nor am here to abort..NAA..I took out ma certificates and put it on the bench on which I was sitting so that they could read that...The couple went inside first..And then the other woman..
                      I saw the immunization room and  was so curious to see what was going on inside..As I got up and marched forward  i saw the woman coming out..So it was ma chance..I went in ..It was a lady doctor..I examined the lady..She wore a nose ring and it suited her face..I wished to have her stethoscope around ma neck so that i could hear ma heart beat..She looked at me and asked "what?"..Ma same words"Wanted to attest"and I took out ma certificates and she gave ma fiery stare and asked "This much?"..I sheepishly smiled and answered "yes.."
           I saw the least interesting woman in this world then..She was signing it just for the sake of doing it and meanwhile to escape from her looks I looked everywhere else in the room..Saw  charts of  reproduction, immunization,diet charts,diabetic analysis charts and many more. There were piles of files on her table about which I felt nice.Ma mom always used to shout at  me for the cleanliness of ma room..Any one could get nails,paper pins,camera,books ,papers,paper planes and ma Amma says that she would catch a snake from ma room 1 day if this condition persists..he he..:):)
                             "OH NOOOOOOOOOOO"...I startled to see why the lady doctor is yelling..God damn!She had signed on ma original mark-list of ma sixth semester..I didn't know what to do then CRY or LAUGH??..She was asking me "What to do now?It was a bundle of mark-lists..No other doctor would agree to such an attestation..I had told everyone just to give me the marklists needed..No originals..You see what happened!!!!!!!!"..GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR....She was getting on ma nerves..Not only did she signed on ma originals and above that  she was blaming me and giving justifications for that...If ma heart had a loud speaker,she would have had a heart attack listening to whatever i had in ma heart then...*/%&*@#-**//

 She finished her job and I said "thanks a lot"and I came out,got the seal and I walked out..Completing the posts with a few embarrassing medical exams mails i got now..

1. A man comes into the ER and yells . . .

'My wife’s going to have her baby in the cab.' 
I grabbed my stuff, rushed out to the cab, lifted the lady's
dress and began to take off her underwear.       
Suddenly I noticed that there were several cabs - - -
and I was in the wrong one. 

Submitted by Dr. Mark MacDonald,
San Francisco

 

2... At the beginning of my shift 
I placed a stethoscope on an elderly 
and slightly deaf female patient's anterior chest wall. 

'Big breaths,'. . .  I instructed.
'Yes, they used to be,'. . . replied the patient.

Submitted by Dr. Richard Byrnes,
Seattle , WA

3. One day I had to be the bearer of bad
news when I told a wife that her husband had
died of a massive myocardial infarct.

Not more than five minutes later, I heard her
reporting to the rest of the family that he had
died of a 'massive internal fart.'

Submitted by Dr. Susan Steinberg

and this one is ultimate...

Baby's First Doctor Visit 

 I hope it will give you a smile!

A woman and a baby were in the doctor's examining room, waiting for the doctor to come in for the baby's first exam.

The doctor arrived, and examined the baby, checked his weight, and being a little concerned, asked if the baby was breast-fed or bottle-fed. 'Breast-fed, ' she replied...

'Well, strip down to your waist,' the doctor ordered.

 She did. He pinched her breasts , pressed, kneaded, and rubbed both  for a while in a very professional and detailed examination.

 Motioning to her to get dressed, the doctor said, 'No wonder this baby is underweight. You don't have any milk.'

‘I know,’ she said, ‘I'm his Grandma, but I'm glad I came.......’

CONCERNED!!!!!!!!!!!!

I attended ma classmate's wedding a few days back..It was fun ..To be with our friends after a while,to meet classmates and see ma classmate as a bride ..The bride- groom were  so cute as they were very short..The guy could be 5 2" and the bride could be 4 11".. Running commentaries were  made on the cute couple..We really enjoyed the wedding..I was trying to have a snap of the couple as the photographers blocked ma view..Meanwhile a comment came from behind from ma friend like " Huh i feel like i have seen a child marriage"..We all laughed and we went for the photo sessions and the sadya after that..                                                   As soon as we finished our lunch,we felt terrible in the hot sun that too after a heavy lunch..We came out for some fresh air...The bride's sister and her friends were having fun too.Meanwhile a friend of hers came to her and asked " Lathika(name changed) Wat's ur friend's name?Is she in orkut ?"...We turned around to see the guy of 6th standard asking this...Mean while lathika replied.."Why don't you ask her directly?She is here na?"..And there were the romantic hero's friends' making noises..Meanwhile we had a glance at her friend..She was so shy that her face reddened,her hands making knots in  the chunni of her friend..HA HA..We felt so funny ..We laughed ..Meanwhile ma friend felt frustratingly sad ..
she:yaar in which class are they?
     i: I guess in 6 th standard..
she:6 th standard?And they started asking out for gals.?
     i: ha ha..why ?Even lkg and prekg students have girl friends these days...
she: How old am I ?
     i:   24!Why?what happened ?
she: Huh well...After seeing these ,I feel like I am 42!!!!!!!

WHO LET THE DOGS OUT??kiya spcl!!!!!!!!!!!!

These are the different faces that ma KIYA made when he was disturbed by, who else? Me from his sleep!!!!!!!!..check out...

Below he is giving me looks like WHO LET THE DOGS OUT ?????

 

I felt that KIYA had a blurred vision as he woke up..so i gave ma spects to himm..:):)

Ma KIYA  went for his nap again...
These cats!!!! They sleep for 18 hours a day,I suggest they should take some rest!!!!!!!!!:):):)

:P:P

Tadaaaaaaaaa am back...Feeling so romantic today..So is listening to the tracks "jaanemann" and "jao naa" from Radio and Whats ur Rashee resp..Thank god!!Himesh Reshamiyya has sung the song with his throat atlast...:P:P..Good number!!!Am back after so many days..So much to share..I can feel the posts and topics reaching up ma throat struggling to come out :):)...What have I been doing these days ?busy?bad mood?naa..I was..aah..I dont know...Well I went through a series of dialogues from "A Stranger in the Mirror" like.....

'Hey, Lou, ain't you ashamed of yourself ?You're turning into a bum.Why dont you go out and get urslf a job?"
'I  got a job.'
'What kind of job?'
'Looking for a work.'
'You call that a job?'
'Certainly.It keeps me busy all day,I got regular hours,and I'm home in time for dinner every night'

:) :) :) :P :P :P

MARRIAGE TALKS...

Marriage Marriage everywhere.!!!!!You wake up in the morning just to hear that some one is going to get married or engaged..Guys are marrying at 25-26 and gals at 28-29..I loved this twist though..Every Tom Dick and Harry is getting married these days and I see them out with their marriage invitations..Ma family is so excited about my marriage that these type of news thrills them like anything..God..And the frustrations also..I was searching for SUNIL SHETTY'S  wall papers one fine afternoon and ma amma's cousin had come to see our family after a marriage..And the they talked about me and she came to ma room..She saw the the wall paper i was watching and asked me"is this guy from Kerala Matrimony?the guy is nice. I think you should marry him.." HAHAHA..I laughed like hell then...Even she wants me to pray like  "heyy bhagwan! mera number kabb aayega?''..
           I remember a guy who had a 'oh so great' crush on me right from my  7th standard.He appeared more like a gangster to me rather  than a guy in 12th standard.He was more of a female Casanova.. and I did really hate such guys...So he was always in ma hate list inspite of his deep love..Ma frens who were die hard fans of his as he ride bikes so well and in style, kept updating me about his day to day activities..It would be obviously like one girl proposed to him,he rejected,girl two cut her nerve for him ,girl three  ran away from home for him and many more..After ma 12th I got rescued from his romantic 'net' as gals flocked for him..During ma college days whenever I see him while I wait 4 ma college bus he would exhibit his show off and biker talents just like a clown in a circus...By the time I finished college I heard that he was in deep love with a gal.I prayed for him.At last he is saved I thought..PEACE!!!!!!!But no!He was again after gals or gals were after him,i don't have any idea..As soon as ma college finished, I heard ma mom telling me "u know dat guy  ran away with a gal and got married yesterday"OH THANK GOD!!!!PEACE AGAIN..At last he is settled.How long would he run after gals like this ???
                 After i came back home from Mysore,i heard about him again..Now he has become a dad!WOW..dat was a great news...I thought about all  ma school days and laughed...Okies..Now to the present scenario...
         There is a friend of mine who is elder 2me..So whenever  marriage talks arises in our chit chat sessions, she was the one who used to say  "I will get married first cos am d big sis here "...And the most interesting case is that except her, all other gals started getting married and I laugh at her for this often..and I tease her like "See small gals are getting married..and just see where u are,still single and ready to mingle"..to which she replies "U knw what?Marriage is decided by fate or destiny"..when I hear her say that I feel like am listening to a sanyasini and ma quick reply would be "oh shut up yaar"
      
I called ma friend now and she screamed through the phone
she: "heyy did u know that gita(name changed) is getting married ?"
me:OMG GITA!!!!! dat AMUL BABY of our class??She is getting married ??to whom ?
she:a guy of course..saw his snap..he s ok..and he deserves a much better gal than her..he s sort a handsome..
me:hahahaha!!!!!!nice thought..see even she is getting married and what abt u jaanemann ?still waiting for your dream boy ?"
she:if the guy likes me I won't like him,if both I and the guy like each other the horoscopes doesn't match..yaar am getting mad..i don't want to get married"
me: "yaar listen don't worry ...finally.i think .ummm..huh.. i think marriage is decided by fate or destiny "........
she:what the hell??U 2 BRUTUS????
i laughed as she kept asking me questions over and over again...

PROCRASTINATION ..

Procrastination..the word that I have loved all ma life and the one hated by my Amma..I used to procrastinate everything right from my school days and the same funda goes on and now it has reached to ma blogging also..There were many bright and top notch classmates of mine whom I have seen completing homeworks and assignments by the end of the day itself..I used to pity on them and  advise them in ma mind like "CMON MAN GET  A LIFE!!!!!! THIS IS NOT THE END OF THE WORLD!!!!!!"..This is ma list here..

1.I had decided that i would learn FRENCH online (NO NO not dat you meant naughty mind ; its FRENCH LANGUAGE)..
2.I had decided that i would finish reading "A Stranger in The Mirror " and "Memories of Midnight"
3.I had decided that i would do yoga or workout.

None of the three has transformed into action yet ...Hopes are still awake i guess ..

GOOGLY WOOGLY WOOSH... : ) : )

When do a person  realize that he/she is very beautiful/handsome??When they have a nice haircut?When they get a facial done?When they dress up?when they feel happy?When they have good food and drinks?When they hang out?I think my case is very different..I feel so beautiful when i wake up  every time; be it morning or noon or night..The moment i wake up and see me in mirror i feel so happy,so beautiful..Its like all the  bad things have been washed away from me ..I feel like a beautiful and gentle soul......I feel like a lamb :) :)...I kiss in the virtual image of mine in the mirror and I say to myself  "heyy gorgeous you are the most beautiful woman in this world, I  LOV UUUUUUU" and I give loads of mwahmwahs in my image (many a times my dad and mom have seen this and they might have thought that I have turned into a lesbo :P :P ) and then I pull ma bubbly cheeks,make faces and say "googly woogly woosh " :)  :)  :)

CONFUSIONIST...

When i was young i was more often exposed to this "Honesty is the Best Policy".Now as i have grown up i hear the same saying with a twist."Dishonesty is the Second Best Policy"
"Straight trees are cut first always "
So there is nothing wrong in being dishonest for a while...
Which to follow??
CONFUSION AGAIN!!!!!!!!

MARCHING TO MAY..

I think April is marching  fast or  is my life moving in slow pace??I can think of only April 1st when i turn back and tadaa its April 19th..great great...

The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.....

UNNAMED

I am back..Rains have started here and ma laziness too..I was a busy bee he he..If u could hear the "bey bey" and "cokarakokooooooooooooo"s now all of a sudden , its from no where else,its from ma tummy..cos am back from ma colleague's Bro's wedding party..:P :P...i dwelled into the non veg section..so i guess i could sleep hearing to these bey beys and cokarakoko's 2nit.. :) :) :)

" THE REAL MEASURE OF LOVE IS NOT WHEN TWO PEOPLE LOVE EACH OTHER, ITS WHEN ONE IGNORES & THE OTHER CONTINUES LOVING WITH A SILENCE TILL THE END"

 

COURTESY: Devangelic

REACTIONS FROM THE HEART...

I had written a post 'losing someone' on April 11th 2010 on how I did hurt a person and how it affected me..Some days later I received a response from a gud hearted person and I would like to share it here ...

Hey dear... Want to tell u something... don feel bad o mistake me k... just that try 2 speak to that Mr. X f your post losing some1 in your blog... Never give up easily dear... don’t let people depart so easily… I don know whose fault dear and if u have hurt d person m sure u wouldn’t have done anything intentionally. I don know what happened... so in case I hurt u thru this mail m really sorry dear...

I m telling u this because yesterday I was thinking f ma past and present w.r.to ma friends and relations.... And I don wan u 2 b in my present position anytime dear…

If u feel bad or get hurt den am extremely very sorry dear...

And no negative thoughts dear... I know it hurts 4 d time being and such thots r common. Still try not to have such thoughts dear… else u might land up in my position. Which I don wan dear.

M sorry.. Tellin u dis as a frnd , well wisher.. Bura mat manio behna.. Agar bura laga hai toh maaf kardio.. apna khyal rakhio.. bye dear.. tk kre.. loads f gd wishes 2 u.. hv a gr8 day

HAPPY NOTE:THAT PERSON WHOM I CAUSED PAIN IS WITH ME NOW AND WILL BE FOREVER..THANKS FOR THE PRAYERS AND WISHES..AM SO HAPPY :) :) :) :)

PERSONA...

As a Keralite 'veshti mundu'(dhoti) has been my weakness since childhood..It brings some sort of charisma or charm to the person wearing it...A true malayali touch i could say..

Mr.Amitabh Bacchan was in the news recently as he was supposed to be  the  "Brand Ambassador of Kerala Tourism" and later was rejected..Political issues played a major role in this and I read that He was truly disappointed in such a shame and disgrace he received from Kerala..As a Keralite and as an individual I felt ashamed for such an act.Some stupids do everything in the name of politics..Kerals is known as "GODS OWN COUNTRY" and how the hell its suits with their behavior towards such a great personality?DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!

Today I happened to read one of Mr.Amitabh's posts.I was truly amazed as i saw Mr.Amitabh in 'mundu'..and his thoughts on 'mundu' made me laugh for a while..

"The ‘dhoti’ in all its pristine glamour, tied up around the waist by shear will power and some dexterous use of the stomach muscle, else it slips down and opens up !! It is just a piece of cloth, no buttons, no belts, no clips nothing. Simple elegant convenient and with its own characteristic charm and above all - air conditioned at all times !! The fall of the main design as a strip down the front to be positioned on the right hip and just around the right knee. Rules of culture.."

LOSING SOMEONE...

I don't have any idea why I am a loser in maintaining relationships..I am very good in starting one but I fail to maintain it..I cant find the answers for that.Really feeling angry at myself..Don't know why my tears are laughing at me now..May be even they are used to it..Why i am like this?Why i am born just to make people hurt?Why?I cant see my dear ones hurt cos of me..But today i hurt someone so bad..So bad..huh..hmm..

I always try to take a relation forward in every way i can..But something or the other comes in and duh it fails..I hurt them directly or indirectly..And i lose them..Either they leave me or they are forced to do so in some way cos of me..And i lost a very good person in ma life today forever..A very good human being..I lost a good friend..A great companion..And it hurts a lot...I feel like am lost..Am again a dumba** in my life..But why??

Every time i try not to hurt a person, in the end it results in just hurting that person and the end of the relationship and nothing else....

Praying that you find all happiness and success in your life.. Forgive me if you can...These lines from HURT are for you..

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt ...
.

SOME SLEEP...

Tadaa..Am again sleepless..Lik a stupid(as always) am now staring at ma blog..am thinking about ma beliefs now(at this point of time i wonder why)...

Am i pessimestically optimistic?
               or

Am i optimistically pessimistic?


God knows..pls i need some sleep..

HAPPY FEET...

 

I found these beautiful snaps in ma friend's collection from her recent trip to Kukke Subramanya...Indeed happy feet...

 But I love your feet

only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me. 

                                     Pablo Neruda
       

KUCCH NAI...

When ever ma dad's friends ask him 4 a drink like "what will you have?'' ... i have heard him saying "nothing,kuch nahi"...Recently i understood kucch nahi has got a different meaning to it..

BLOGS I FOLLOW...

There arent many blogs that i explored ..First one was Mr.Balachandran V's 'My Travels My Life'...I never tried to see his profile though I read his posts ...Yesterday i read his blog..and i was surprised to see his photo..At first I thought it was HULK HOGAN as i saw his moustache and his face..Then i maximized his profile photo and realised that it was not ma hulk hogan ..(sorry sir it was out of ma so called foolishness ..please no offense on this )

DIL THO BACCHA HEI JI...

 Another sunday..i woke up at 8.45 ..I could hear mom an dad shouting ma name.."Anu get up its 7.30,its 8.00,its 8.30.."..I slept very late yesterday..Eventhough i wanted to wake up ma eyes refused to..I felt something heavy is placed over ma eyes..

                                           I got up and wondered what to do..went to kitchen..told mom "amma i didn't feel like sleeping yesterday night..slept only after 2 "....i brushed..By d time i settled in front of ma PC ma family was ready for breakfast ..I was not feeling hungry..So dey had breakfast.....I put on ma sajdaa and dil tho bachha hei ji.......................Now listening to it..i love d lines....

Dil to bachcha hai ji
Dil to bachcha hai ji
Thoda kaccha hai ji
Haan dil to baccha hai ji

By d time i listened to these lines came my mom's comment.."Who said you are a baccha???You are 23..Do some household work..Tomorrow you are gonna get married,go to someone else's house and have to work there.."(i have heard this dialogue at least 456 times in ma life so far  )........Oh am i ?U had tol me dat i was only 22..Oh..Ma 23 is running..Run 23 Run....

                       "dil tho baccha hei ji

                          Dil to bachcha hai ji
                         Thoda kaccha hai ji
                         Haan dil to baccha hai ji"..............

THOUGHTS FOR LIFE..

Recently i got a friend...A very good friend i could say...We discuss about all our favourites..The most favourite of  ours is the funda of life...I was so fond of the funda he is following.Wish to share it here .

More or else like to be alone & with less social activities to get involved too..with few bunch of good friends, I share all my good & bad times in my life.....

It may be dat, I am praising myself...But d fact is d person who meet me once, never forgets me in his entire life.....

Coz my secret in life...I am always there, when my friends needed me the most...i.e in their bad times.....

Neither I am an apostle, nor a smug....

But truly a simple, humble guy, who believes Do good to everyone without expecting much.........

coz."Some fragrances always cling to d hands of those who distribute roses"

In short Secret of Happiness is

" Forget your own Sadness by creating a little happiness for others coz when ur good 2 others, ur best to urself..."

         Godbless dear... Really loved your thoughts...

AJEEB DUNIYA...

These days i go to bed vey early though i dont feel sleepy..Dad has been very careful about ma eye that he wants me to be in bed by 10..As usual i didnt feel sleepy even tonight and here i am infront of ma pc writing every thing that ma stupid brain is telling...

        As i was trying to sleep i thought of ma colleague whose mail i got recently which gave me a real shock..I know that he faces problems in his personal as well as professional life..He always used to tell me that he is laughing just because he wanted to make people believe that he is happy,but actually he is not...I used to get angry at his weird so called thoughts that i always used to ask him "why do you live 4 d sake of others?at the end of the day its ur life..Live it to the fullest"

          Day before yesterday i received a mail from him saying "u know i have such and such problems ...I am leaving you .. I know you have the guts to face this world ,but i dont have ..Hope you understand me.I dont expect reply for this..Goodbye..."

            GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.....I got angry..What did i do?Next day i see that he has removed me from his friends list...I replied to him like "Whatever decision you have taken stand by it..I have no regrets ..gud life"..

Ajeeb duniya hei...110 % Ajeeb....Bohat Confusion Hei....

L.O.V.E.....

I used to hear about the cancellation of marriages due to many reasons these days..Even i can say i am a victim of that though ma engagement was not fixed..Sania Mirza could be quoted as an example..I admire her boldness and guts where she declared she doesn't want to get married to Mohd Zohrab Mirza..To be frank i am so fed up of these news related to marriages...
                                              I was checking ma mails today that one of mails drew ma attention..At first i thought it would be 4 fun..Then as i opened that mail i knew how important that mail was to me..  A 26-year-old Chinese man Zhuang Huagui has married his dead girlfriend Hu Zhao, 21, The couple originally planned to get married on February 4, but on January 28, one week before their wedding, the girl was stabbed to death by two break-in thieves. With all the pain, lost and love, the man still decided to marry his dead girlfriend.....(Ma heart stopped for a minute or so then i regained ma breathe...This happened in this century??I can't believe...)

Their wedding ceremony was held at a funeral parlor in Zhangzhou, Fujian, China, and family from both sides witnessed their wedding. The bride was dressed with beautiful wedding gown and lying in a crystal coffin.

      The groom gave wedding ring to   his dead wife..........










Zhuang Huagui held his wife’s
wedding photo in front of the funeral parlor to welcome the guests for coming to the wedding.

                                   How can anyone forget this man???

There are certain phases in our life where silence speaks more than words...
In this century where marriages are broken due to small misunderstandings and girl/boy friends are changed like clothes.....i am speechless...

STRUCK...

Ma heart feels pain today a lot...I knowingly or unknowingly hurt someone..let me name that person Mr.I...Am really sorry dear i didn't mean to hurt you in anyway ..And i don't know what to say..SORRY..

TEEN PATTI ..

 Yesterday saw TEEN PATTI..I had exam when it was released in our multiplex there in Mysore...But i had decided that i should watch the movie..Don't know why ,maybe i was so impressed by Mr.BACCHAN'S acting in the trailer i saw,the urge to watch this movie was rising in me...Finally yesterday was the day..i saw the movie and i must say i was completely disappointed..
                                  Mr.Bacchan's acting was superb as usual..But all other actors i really felt crying about the way movie was taking me...All the new actors amused me..Didnt know whether they were crying or laughing..R.Madhavan's acting was average as his role was not well defined..I had read in newspaper that Teen Patti was inspired from '21'..Ma expectations from the film grew like never before and alas!!!!!!! I was lost..
                                 Ben Kingsley has a decent role in the film being a magician turned into a mathematician and Mr.Bacchan a maths professor Prof.Venkat Subramaniam (don't know how the director thought of casting Mr.Bacchan as a South Indian ..Only God knows)...Madhavan being a Bengali professor Shantanu and other 4 new actors Shraddha Kapoor, Siddharth Kher, Dhruv Ganesh, Vaibhav Talwar as students(they are doing everything in the film except studies...)
                           The story is very simple...Amitabh Bacchan was always ridiculed and all the papers he submitted on research was rejected by his college authorities and he was considered to be a mad professor..he found a theory on probability one day and he wanted to experiment it on reality..so he asked Madhavan to get him 3 other students..They start experimenting the theory in (teen patti) a local gambling centre disguised and they get trapped in this game...The greed for money increases in everyone except Bacchan and  he starts getting calls from a black mailer asking for a share in every game they play..Meanwhile another student joins them ..And he takes them to a royal casino where they start earning in crores at the same time each of them lose their individuality and Amitabh keep  on saying that its just an experiment and life is not a bloody game..and then 1 guy backstabbs them joins the black mailer and finally he suicides..then Madhavan also confesses that he was also involved in the black mailing gang as he needed more money..Amitabh resigns from the college and is invited by Ben Kingsley and he is given the prestigious ISSAC NEWTON AWARD for the year for the research he did..Amitabh says that though he is grateful for being honored with this award he is ashamed for the suicide of his student and gives back the award..But CAMBRIDGE university didn't receive back the award and gives it back to him..and finally Madhavan and other actors come and say that they had stolen the paper on which Amitabh did research on and had sent it to Ben Kingsley and

                        tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa................ THE END...
                          WAH WAH what a story???????????????????


            ma situation after seeing the movie was like this song in this film.......

thoda thoda sawaab hai, thoda thoda gunaah hai............
fitrat yeh teri na khuli kitaab hai
teri neeyat kharaab hai !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jaane kya jaane kya hai kahaani yeh toh bata
kis pe najar hai kisaki fikar hai, yeh toh bata
haan fitrat yeh teri na khuli kitaab hai
teri neeyat kharaab hai, kharaab hai, kharaab hai....

                  

FROZEN

Hearing to Madonna's Frozen there are a lot of things i could think of..I have never been a fan or even a regular listener of her .But don't know why some tracks of her really affected me..May be the lyrics are haunting me.

You only see what your eyes want to see
How can life be what you want it to be????
You're frozen
When your heart's not open!!!!!!!!!!

You're so consumed with how much you get
You waste your time with hate and regret
You're broken!
When your heart's not open!!!!!!!!!!!

  if I could melt your heart
  we'd never be apart
  give yourself to me
  you hold the key

Now there's no point in placing the blame
And you should know I suffer the same
If I lose you
My heart will be broken

Love is a bird, she needs to fly
Let all the hurt inside of you die
You're frozen
When your heart's not open


If I could melt your heart !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

MEOW. MEOW..

We had a dog in our house named Bruto..As the name indicates it was brutal and its end was also brutal..He was a BLACK ITALIAN BREED...i dont remember its face now though i remeber the pranks it did with the ball and bat ..one day it hung itself in the chain in its neck and bruto is no more in our life..

                   Mom decided that we wont have any dogs as we cant bear the pain of losing it..So no pets 4 a while..after a few days a very beautiful cat came ..black and white..very snowy kind of cat..Mom named it "CHINNU"...Chinnu gave birth to 2 kittens one of which was disappeared(dont know how )..The other one grew in our house..it always cried "pee paa"..so i named it "paappi"...paappi like bruto was blacky...with green eyes...

 

paappi was our darling..he used to catch sparrows and squirrels kill them and used to play with them..i hated paappi 4 only that..after i left to mysore whenever i used to call home i used to ask about paappi..one day mom called me and said that paappi was missing..it never returned back to us..dont know what happened..i miss u paappi...u have been ma best fighter friend...bhaabhi said that it might have gone 4 brahmacharyam..(like cat sanyasi)...

                    happy news..chinnu again gave birth to two lovely kittens..as am jobless thse days i play with them..i have named them MIYA and KIYA as these are the only sounds they produce..they sleep 18 hours a day ...