Nurses strike: White Revolution 2.0
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*pic courtesy- doolnews*
John (not original name) is not used to raising slogans. He prefers to give
words of comfort to patients. But in the last one wee...
Once remained inside a cocoon When i was a larva they fed me with a spoon Then became the pupa,the fun filled teenage But they never closed me in a golden cage
Remaining facet,being a butterfly Scared,Nervous,Yet ready to fly Time to transpire,outta the comfort zone Now its time to make it on your own
Staring at a turning point Scaring if it'd disappoint Trying keenly to observe Whats hidden behind that curve
All those who went ahead left some footprints Here i am coming,following their hints Got a day left,to stay in this warm nest To scribble trash and waste more time Realizing its not about words that rhyme:D
My first Birthday-my aunt gave me this doll of Indira Gandhi . Amma had made sadya(traditional kerala feast) for a few people and Achan invited his whole office to home without any notice. Though I dont remember how they managed. Our house owner lived downstairs and whenever I used to switch on some light unnecessarily Amma used to scold me saying I am wasting Govt's current and the uncle downstairs better not see it. So I lived with the impression that the uncle downstairs is Government. Apparently I was a very well-behaved(read lazy) child. I would stay wherever they kept me unlike my sister and cousins.
What were you doing ten years ago?
I was in 7th std. Classes were shuffled at the beginning of 7th std for the first time. So i was lonely at first. Then I met M (whom i mentioned here ) . Those were the good old days when I was mad about the man who retired out of International cricket today. I just realised I still am.
Today
Spending my last few days at home before I join my job. Having bittersweet feelings about leaving this place. Have to finish a lotta formalities,not to mention start packing before I go..which is keeping me busy fortunately, not giving much time to think about how I am gonna miss my dear ones there.
Tomorrow
Got to go to the hospital to take some medical tests which the company wants me to undergo. Should also visit JD,an old teacher of mine.
What do you see yourself doing 14 years from now?
Happily married. Well settled.Beeing at a job which I love and which allows flexible hours letting me spend a lotta time with my family,living at a place which isnt far away from my parents. And they say I am not ambitious.
If you build a time capsule what would it contain?
Memories of college life,Photographs regarding the same, Memories of the good old days at home fighting with sister for a piece of chocolate or the last spoon of ice cream..memories of the times when she was so-wanna-hug-you-right-now kinda innocent and cute. So many memories ragarding incidents which may appear just another normal day thing to others,but is very special to my heart. Also those blogposts which are dear to me,which I think are deserved to be read.
10 more days left for me in my hometown... and no, surprisingly I'ven't started getting all emotional yet. If you ask me what I am feeling right now..I am feeling a lot like Monica. Remember the episode where Rachel has to move out and Monica is angry that Rachel isn't sad about moving out. I am feeling the exact same thing, I've been living with these people for 22 years and now I am gonna leave and they dont seem to even care that I'd be gone..Hmmpff. ITS THE END OF AN ERA for crying out loud. Everyone is busy in their own world. Amma cant take one day leave for me. Sis is too busy with her exams. Dad seems to be busy planning some trip to Mumbai. Amooma(Grandma) is the only one who seems to care. But she always cared. Every other grandchild of hers claims that shes been partial towards me always..and I agree. So shes all worried that I wont be eating properly there and stuff..sweet of her. Others..hmpff..theyd know once i leave..theyd miss me so much ..mere ek chalak ke liye thadpeega..hmmpff..well who am i kidding..They may not even realise that im gone..sighh. Yesterday Rajiv was telling me.. the first week after you are gone they'd call u daily...after that..if you call them they start asking why did u call?:(( This probably would be my last post from my hometown...Hope this wouldnt be my last post ever! Though I am having a bad feeling about it..For once the company has blocked blogspot there.. Then if you dont blog for a long while you would start feeling lazy to blog and feel at a loss of topics to blog about. This is my 40th post i guess..outta which more than 15 were posted when i was jobless here during the last couple of months. That itself shows that once you start blogging you can go on and on..and once you feel outta touch..you wont feel like posting at all. I promise myself that i wont let it happen..that I wont stop blogging at any cost..even if its after a short interval..not that my readers are gonna be heartbroken hearing me leave either(you dont care too..hmpff:(( ). I wonder if i have any readers at all:D..apart from those innocent souls who accidently land on this page coz google took them here while searching for something which isnt even remotely connected to the contents of the page. If anyone is there >:D< you for going through my crazy posts...I'll be gone for a while.. Don't miss me too much,k???? Bidding adieu your's not so joblessly
Here lemme babble a little about whats going on with my life(like I dont do that enough:D). I've got my call letter for my job and will be joining it soon. I had assumed my next post would be a sentimental one, crying my eyes out about leaving everything behind. Guess i would save the melodrama for the next post:D. Talking about myself, today was a rare non boring day outta my always boring life. I went out shopping today with friend1(ofcourse shopping alone is damn boring). We went to buy clothes,bags,footwear...ok not boring my "macho" readers by going into the details of that. We went to eat and friend1 calls this other friend(who i am not familiar with) to join us for lunch. Heres a situation which i am not very comfortable with.Yeah, I am not the perfect talker while meeting someone for the first time and most of my friends have told me their first impression isnt the right(lets not talk about the best:D)impression of my actual character. So i was feeling very awkward at first. But then i remembered how i had met this other friend(friend2), through this same mutual friend1. At first i had this same problem with friend2 as well. I even remember he had bowed to me after our first meeting(coz he never saw another "talkative" creature like me before). The strange thing about me is I can talk quite well to people over the net. Thus i started mingling much more with him through net..through the daily conferences we used to have with mutual friends..and then we began to meet more often..and now hes one among my close circle of friends..he is the first commentor in most of my posts. So thinking about him i started feeling more at ease with this friends friend having lunch with me.By the time we were leaving i felt quite ok. After all we never know how we are going to be gifted with another precious friend who is going to be there with us through our happiness and hardships. So here is a toast(or rather a post) to all my friends and especially to my friends whom i got through other friends and for friends who introduced me to such new friends. Love you all>:D<
P.S: To friend 2 mentioned in this post-You just missed an awesome treat by friend1 because you were too busy to join us:P
* Exchanging xmas and newyear cards with classmates every year.
* Collecting erasers which smells good and rulers which has this sparkling effect ,some even had fluid inside.
* Throwing classmates notebook outside through the window and then going out to fetch it forced by the teacher.
* Getting scratched on the face by this friend (whos a doctor now),while threatening to complaint to the teacher about something she did.
* Going to the neighbours homewhen they play cassettes in their VCR.
* Exchanging cassettes with neighbours after proudly owning a VCR.
* Having catfights with sister to attend the phone and eventually freaking out the caller with multiple hellos and squeals from the fight.
* Dialling 161 to make a fool outta others or sometimes just to hear the phone ring.
* Waiting eagerly every sunday night for superhit muqabla,every friday night for the chitrageetham and the hindi movie,wednesday nights for chitrahaar and sunday evenings for the weekend movie. If you have a cable you watch tv on your time,if not you schedule yourself according to their time.
* Bringing 1 rupee from home and treasuring it to buy sip up from the so called canteen
* Running out hearing the sounds of aeroplane.
* Waiting for Balarama every week to know how mayaavi fooled kutoosan and dakini this time and to read about the detectives jampanum thumpanum which was introduced quite later(wonder if they are still there)
* Going to listen to a segment either from Mahabharath or Ramayan everyday before sleep (even after hearing the whole epic a hundred times), from the grandfather whos now no more.
Was reading Li'l Archie. Reminded me of my good old innocent days. Not that i remember much of it. Though this incident came to mind. Li'l Kartoos first entrance exam. It so happened that Li'l Kartoos was studying in XYZ school for L.K.G and U.K.G,which was nearer to home. But the school had only upto 7th std. So Li'l Kartoos's parents decided to change her school for 1st Std. As shown in movies these days, the cruel parents made poor Li'l Kartoos write a competitive exam at the age of 5. Bigger Kartoos still dont understand how Li'l Kartoos passed it. So day before her exam Li'l Kartoos's mother made her mug up details of our country and its culture and "Father of the Nation" and first Prime Minister and so much more, when she hardly knew to write ABCD and 123. Her mother gave her tips to write the same answer on the question paper so that mummy could check the answers later. So Li'l Kartoos wrote the exam,came back and gave her mother question paper proudly. 1. What is your name? Li'l Kartoos. Amma said so far so good. Seeing the next question her face turned pale. 2. What is your father's name? Mahathma Gandhi!!!
This is also another session of self tagged :D.You may ask if i dont have any other job. The answer is NO. Wandering through different blogs,finding out different tags and implementing them on my own blog, thats how jobless i am these days. If you know of any other job vacanacy which PAYS please let me know.
Here are the rules of this tag.
1. Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr Search. 2. Using only the first page of results, and pick one image. 3. Copy and paste each of the URLs for the images into Big Huge Lab’s Mosaic Maker to create a mosaic of the picture answers.
The questions:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food? right now?
3. What high school did you go to?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. What is your favorite drink?
7. What is your dream vacation?
8. What is your favorite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10. What do you love most in life?
11. What is one word that describes you?
12. What is your user name? Heres my tile:
I bet you cant find out my answers seeing the tile.
Now its fun time. I get to tag people. So i tag you.
Once you have read this theres no turning back. You have to do the tag. Or you are gonna have 20 years of badluck. Zelenia Zombie tried to ignore this message and she was raped by a mad bull on the road. So do this tag in 15 minutes and have your crush fall in love with you in 15 minutes
Do this tag in 25 minutes and have your crush fall in love with you in 25 minutes.
Now you have some idea how bored i am. Good. I am guessing you are as jobless as i am or even more. Otherwise you wouldnt have reached this line,would you? Anyways good to know that I have company. Stopping now before i write more crazy stuff. Bye Byeeeeeeee.
P.S : I know I am yet to do the tag given by praveen, kya karoo forbidden fruit tastes more:D
I fell in love with this guy when i was 11. You can frown and roll your eyes all the way you want,but it was his looks that attracted me at first. I wanted to put a photo showing him at that age with those looks,but i couldnt find the right photo. Ofcourse i had thousands of his pictures at those times which i had treasured. But then i thought i had grown up and that hes just old news.So i dint take them when i shifted house. When i first saw him i just liked his features and his surname(dont ask me y,i was 11). An year later I met M. M was crazy about sourav and she probably still is. Our crushes grew into craziness in each others presence. We talked about him and only him during our breaktime and even during classtime. Once i stole a page of a magazine from my tuition class which contained a photo of him which I then thought was the best photo that could ever be taken of anybody in the world(i was 11). M called his home like a 1000 times and finally got to talk to Dona. I called his home twice(i was 11*embarrassed). The first time they said something in bengali which i dint understand. The next time i specifically mentioned that i am from kerala and they told me she isnt home. I dint call again and thought they just lied to me. But the next day i saw a photo in paper of sourav and family in a foreign country and i was happy. But my craziness couldnt match up with M's. She would collect arrowroot biscuit wrappers just because they were made in Kolkata. It was our dream to visit Kolkata. We both were shattered when the Nagma controversy occured. She cried. I didnt. I trusted him. We both danced with joy when Sana was born. We used to make a list and consider names for the baby when Dona was expecting. Those where the days of madness and childishness. Years passed. We joined different colleges and became all matured. The craziness disappeared. I started even laughing at those How to make maggi waala ganguly jokes. But felt bad when he was thrown out of the team. Still my life dint revolve around him anymore. Today he announced his retirement. I know he deserved a much better retirement, without being thrown out of the team this many times,without controversies and allegations of a forced retirement. The comebacks he has made was even beyond the expectations of even his most optimistic fan. My heart aches at the thought that i wontbe watching him again in the field, that he would never be making another comeback,that i would be hardly seeing him and hearing his news. I just hope he scores well in his last match and waves goodbye with dignity. Wishing him good luck with all my heart on his last match>:D<. P.S: I know 4 outta 5 people who reads this is gonna be Ganguly haters>:P,I dont care:P I love him anyway:P
I was watching swades in star one on Gandhi Jayanti. Pal Pal hai bhari (the song with sita and ravan) was playing on tv. My parents happened to see it.
Amma: Actually Ravan is quite decent than other villains Achan: Yeah,better than Ram Everyone looked at him as if he said the unspeakable. Understanding that he owes an explanation he continued
"Even after knowing Sita for that long, knowing the virtues of her,he accepted her only after agnishudhi, whereas Ravan treated her with respect in Ashokavani."
I thought maybe he had a point. I am not saying Ravana is better than Ram.I'm sure there must be reasons in the epics for each event.I've always loved the Maryadapurushotham Ram. But it seemed interesting that maybe even Gods when born as humans werent perfect. Or even the cruelest of the devils have a brighter side:-) yours joblessly
Saw a movie after a long while with friends. Some aspects that i liked about the movie.
Priyamani-When we were entering the theatre none of us liked her much. By the time the movie was over,everyone agreed that she did a fabulous job.
This dialogue of Prithviraj(who plays a director) when the superstar gives him a date out of the blue. He says he doesnt believe in getting a superstars date somehow and then create a story accordingly. I guess if all directors believed in this principle many of the waste films couldve been avoided.
The effect created by the fact that its a real story. Some stories make you laugh and you forget about them the next instant( like OSO), some make you cry and are made only to make people cry(like akashadoothu), some make you think(like swades). This one generated a strange feeling in me. Maria was crying next to me, I so badly wanted to cry,but I couldn't. I felt a sharp sting,but tears wouldnt come out. It took several minutes to break the silence after the movie was over.No,Im not being overdramatic.This is what I felt,doesnt mean you would feel the same. People differ drastically and you may fall asleep during the film.
The way in which Love was portrayed in the movie. It was different. None of the stereotyped teenage romance and living together 24*7*365 as soulmates. It showed that Love could be as intense even if you are miles apart,living different lives,pretending not caring,being egotistic. I dunno to describe it. See it to feel it.
The short life spanned character of Praveena whose dialogues are just the opposite of what you expect from a typical movie character under such circumstances.
I loved this scene where Priyamani wants and expects to see her love in her deathbed. She,being a cancer patient undergoing chemotherapy isnot looking at her best. In this scene you see her wearing a pottu(bindya) unusual to her character.When she knows that hes not gonna turn up she slowly removes it. I dunno if others even noticed it, but my heart just went out to her seeing that scene.
It depicts the hardships underwent by others so well that it makes people like me who panics on a hiccup feel ashamed
The fact that a movie with such a humble casting could create such an effect that the viewer has been thinking about it for the past 8 hours.
P.S-I thought i maybe hyping it,but maria just told me shes been thinking about it as well. So its for sure that there's something about it that touches your heart.
Its been a week since I've been honored with this "Brilliant Weblog 2008" by crusader. I've been given this award(Nope,Not because of my influence in the jury:-P) along with the words "A blog which changes moods according to the writer's mood swings. She is the blog and the blog is she. Should I say more?" Very frankly even i couldn't define my blog this perfectly,yet so simply. Now do i need to say more about his writing skills??? About the award,here are the rules: * When you receive the prize you must write a post showing it, together with the name of who has given it to you, and link them back * Choose a minimum of 7 blogs (or even more) that you find brilliant in their content or design * Show their names and links and leave them a comment informing they were prized with ‘Brilliant Weblog Award' * Show a picture of those who awarded you and those you give the prize (optional). * And pass it on!
As I told before this was given by praveen, one of the people who inspired me to start my small blog and has been there since,encouraging me. Thanks to you. Its now that Ive realized that I've very few blogger friends. This doesnt mean I dont read blogs. I go from blog to blog reading random posts,not keeping track of where I go. And i never commented on those blogs unless it was a friend. By the time i read the post and wanna tell the blogger that i loved it, there would be so many comments that i wonder if the blogger has assistants to manage the comments section. All that i wanted to say would be already said and i wont feel like being just another one among the thousands(I know I know me and my stupid complexes). Fine, not boring you with another "about me,me and me again"post. Its time to announce the winners.
Rockus- I know you've already been granted with this award,but it doesn't hurt to win it again,right:D Freebird- Another blogger whose blogs are her views and nothing more. Its some time since you last updated. Crusader-For all his bold posts. I dint know he writes so well in malayalam until he started his malayam blog. Its a pity i cant follow it now. Spectator speaks- Its only recently that i started visiting your blog and i liked the posts i read:-) The Enigma unveiled- This is another blog that i started visiting recently and i loved his story 'Never say Goodbye'. Sayesha's- This is a blog i visit often and admire.I soo envy her writing skills:D The Dream World- As the crusader told,i only wish you would blog more often:-)
So thats it. Ive listed 7 blogs i love and there are many others as well. Just mentioned the ones that came to my mind first. So congrats everyone, keep passing the award:-)
"When we love, we always strive to become better than we are. When we strive to become better than we are, everything around us becomes better too."
"There is only one thing that makes a dream impossible to achieve: the fear of failure."
"The world's greatest lie: At a certain point in our lives we lose control of what's happening to us and our lives become controlled by fate."
"It's the possibility of having a dream come true that makes life interesting."
"Before a dream is realized, the Soul of the World tests everything that was learned along the way. It does this not because it is evil, but so that we can, in addition to realizing our dreams, master the lessons we’ve learned as we’ve moved toward that dream. That’s the point at which, as we say in the language of the desert, one ‘dies of thirst just when the palm trees have appeared on the horizon."
"Every search begins with beginner’s luck. And every search ends with the victor’s being severely tested."
"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. "
"Everyone seems to have a clear idea of how other people should lead their lives, but none about his or her own."
"No matter what he does, every person on earth plays a central role in the history of the world. And normally he doesn't know it."
"Making a decision was only the beginning of things. When someone makes a decision, he is really diving into a strong current that will carry him to places he had never dreamed of when he first made the decision."
"One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving."
"People need not fear the unknown if they are capable of achieving what they need and want. We are afraid of losing what we have, whether it's our life or our possessions and property. But this fear evaporates when we understand that our life stories and the history of the world were written by the same Hand."
"Because I don't live in either my past or my future. I'm interested only in the present. If you can concentrate always on the present, you'll be a happy man"
"When a person really desires something, all the universe conspires in helping you to acheive it." [You haven't read the book and still this line rings a bell??]
I didn’t know the spelling of realization until Word showed a red line under realisation.
Its always better to type in Word first before posting in Blogger.
Blogger is stupid. This is my first blog entry ever, but Blogger shows it as my third entry.
F.R.I.E.N.D.S isn’t the only good sitcom in the world. Then it’d be like saying there is only one flavor ofice cream. I just grabbed a spoon :D
Even thoughI am very nervous about anything and everything and worry unnecessarily about senseless stuff, I am more bold than I think when it comes to the real stuff. I realized that after my surgery.
If you try to make everyone in the world happy you would end up sad. So do what you think is right.
When you have a season (1 or 2 especially) of Prison Break in your hard disk, you cant just stop after an episode and go sleep. If you gotta stop it should be in the middle of an episode.
I never take advices seriously until something happenand once it happen I start the act of whining..Why GOD?Why?? Why r u doing this to me :((???? (like Joey)
If I start having a hiccup I start to google about all the diseases that it might be a symptom of , their treatments, the chances that those diseases can recur etc (reminds me of a chapter we had in school.. The Man Who was a Hospital)
Most of my blog entries are either whiny or emotional or tags.. My friends term my entries as “depressing” and have been asking me to be more positive.
9 things I’m glad about:
My family
My friends
My college(I can see my friends rolling their eyes:D).Even though it was a very strict and school like place with uniforms, it witnessed some of the biggest changes in me and gifted me with some ofthe most important people in my life.
The fact that I dint stop blogging like some people I know. Inspite of the fact that there aren’t any great innovative posts or posts that deals with the socio economic situations of today(not that such blogs are not good just that I’ve no clue to write about them) to boast about, I am happy that I dint quit. Atleast it would be fun for me to read it when I’m 70. When I started even I dint expect me to continueblogging evenafter 2 -3 years.
It feels good to know that someone read your blog.
I’m glad I got a job. It seems like it wasn’t that big a deal now. Until the day before I got the job I thought it was impossible.
Even though I complaint about silly stuff, I know that there are lots of people who suffers much more. So I’m glad about everything I have.
During my +2 years I thought I would never study ever again.. Im glad it dint become true.
Now I’m glad that I had 8 things to be glad about:D
8 things I badly wanna do:
Blog more often
Read more blogs,books.
Become perfectly healthy.
Shop without a very limited budget :D
Visit many places with family or friends.
See season 4 of prison break
Take better care of myself(but too lazy to)
Wake up earlier.
7 things I often tell myself
Be less bothered about what others think(not coz I don’t care coz I care too much).
Be less selfish.
Be less lazy.
Be less sensitive.
Be optimistic.
Don’t always do stuff on an impulse. Think before you act.
Don’t say yes when you wanna say no.
6 people I wanna thank
There would be more than 6 people. So lets just say family, friends and some teachers too.
5 things I believe in
God
Myself
Love.
Science
Murphy’s Laws:D
4 people I tag
I tag anyone who feels like doing a tag.
3 Confessions.
When I was in 1st std, I threw my benchmates book out through the window because she wouldn’t move. I have once thrown a key at my amma because she didn’t give me a packet of chocolates my uncle brought when I was in UKG. It hit her nose and bled. Sometimes I wonder if that’s why I have been having many problems with my nose. I am guilty that I dint put one tenth the effort my parents did for my studies in my +2. They had a hard time, yet they did everything for me and I let them down. Its ok, all’s well that ends well.
2 Promises.
Its better not to promise than do it and later break it. After all we are just human.
1 That's exclusively yours. can write anything.
I was not tagged by anyone, saw this tag on rockus page, felt like doing it and its DONE.
Yesterday, I was having this conversation about friends with Ken. Then I realized that I’ve always had someone really close as a friend. Have you had a friend so close that you thought everyday that it was the closest you can get and realize later that you were wrong? Friends like chandler and joey?*8->* Like Michael and Sucre??? Nah, much more than that . Someone who thought exactly the same stuff as you did, and even when you are among a crowd you can read the other’s mind just through eye contact? I hade one.
We knew each other for long, but the beautiful journey of friendship bestowed upon us 8 years ago. She was very talkative and some credit goes to her for changing my quiet nature. BSNL’s business flourished in the year 2001-2002 until our moms locked the phones, or at least mine did..and I was provided with a 100 rupee BSNL card for each month. And they say I don’t talk much! The sleepovers were fun, I still remember our first one.. What was a combined study session in our parents view was a session of watching horror movies in actual!
We would talk for hours and hours,actually she would talk for hours and hours about stuff from this new sitcom she is watching to Brad Pitt’s and Ian Thorpe’s looks. If it wasn’t for her blabbermouth and constant persuasion I would’ve never watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S(she literally dragged me to make me watch it) and it would’ve been one of the biggest losses of my life:D. I still remember our conversation.
She: You should see it.. (someone’s someone)was saying it’s really good. Me*thinking how to get out of this one*: What is it about? She: Its about 6 people who are friends…3 guys and 3 gals. I just watched another episode yesterday, u know Me: Oh She: Well out of them one guy and one gal are siblings..One of the other guys is in love with the sister of this guy.. Me*sleeping with my eyes open*:Oh She: …and the brother guy loves her sisters friend.. Me: Brother likes sisters friend..sister likes brothers friend…sounds like just another soap to me*yawning*..I don’t think I wanna see this.. You saw yesterday’s match? She: You see 1 episode.. you’d like it..So where were we…Yeah…So the sister thinks the brother is trying to steal her thunder and she becomes ang.. Me: steal her what??? She: Thunder Me: Like Thumbs up?? She: That was taste the thunder..It’s a usage there.. And Chandler proposed to Monica, the sister.. Me: Chandelier?? She: Its something like that I dunno if its pronounced with a Cha or Sha. Me:He proposed?? So they are not teenagers? She: Err..more like in their 30s Me:*straight face* She: Edo..They don’t look 30.Just watch this 1 episode with me. Me: No She: $%&^**&# Thus after much dragging and fighting for remote I watched my first episode of friends and I think it was the one where Rachel teaches Joey to sail. Me: I don’t understand this chandelier guys talking much..He speaks too fast u know. She: I know. But the rest of them are ok.. Etathi(her sis) teases me that I don’t understand the show and I just laugh when there’s laughter in the background.. I’m gonna show her..Hmmppf!
Thus our enslavement to F.r.i.e.n.d.s started together too. Apart from friends, she broadened my interests in books as well..ie she made me quit Nancy Drews and Hardy Boys:D. I have this problem where if I liked something I’d stick only to that one and wont move on. You’d understand when I say the only sitcom I saw in 8 years was friends.. kept seeing it over and over and over again,but never tried another one.
We joined the same school after 10th . I took Bio just because she wanted to write medicine entrance. We attended very few classes in +2..but whenever we went to school,we made sure the other one was coming as well.
I still remember it was one of those days that our maid told grandma that 2 gals near her house eloped together and that’s when my Granny started playing Kanta Bhen :D:D:D. We both were ROFL hearing her remarks like “If it was a guy we could have married her off to him.. What will we do about this friendship?”
Among other things she was the one who persuaded me to start blogging as well. A common blog was the first idea..but somehow that didn’t work out.
For various reasons over time we slowly drifted apart. We are still good friends, we still keep in touch..But I guess both of us would agree that the peak time of our friendship was during our school days. I’ve found really good friends during my college life but it was through her that the term best friend posed a new meaning for the first time in my life.For that reason however much we fought with each other or find new friends I’m sure we’d have a special place in each others heart.
P.S:- When I started I wanted to write about many of my friends in this post, but seeing the length of my post decided to write the rest later. So you out there, stop sulking;))
Also if YOU read this atrakangu ponganda :-P. Wait till I write a post about all the trouble you have caused me and how our Math miss thought your company is spoiling me:P
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
- For some reason I wanted to remove the content of this post, but didnt want to lose the comments section, hence removing the content and keeping the post-
I came online 10 minutes ago and found many buzzes from my friends. But most of them are currently offline. Not everyone has nocturnal habits like me. Finally i manage to make Rajiv talk to me for like 2 minutes from his busy schedule of watching probably some science fiction movie.
Rajiv Nair: joining date vannu
Rajiv Nair: august 28th
Rajiv Nair: chennai
me: accenture?
Rajiv Nair: yeah
me: coool
Rajiv Nair: everybody same date and time
Rajiv Nair: i mean date and place
me: :D
Rajiv Nair: watching movie
Rajiv Nair: brb
Thats it.He said it like he get calls from accenture every night. Im still in shock. Yeah yeah I know it shouldnt be shocking news when people get call letters from accenture after they get placed in accenture [:P]. But it first of all reminds me that we all have very few days together. On the last day of our college when everyone was splashing buckets of water at each other and writing goodbye notes i was kinda yawning,staying outta all the fun for reasons i still dunno of. I guess what kept me emotionless was this senior's words about those last days..that each day you say goodbye,hug and go and the next day they meet somehow again,be it at someones home, or college or at amb or movies or somewhere and that the last day doesnt mean anything. But now I realize its goodbye..or in Anand's words..CS04 spreading its wings :D. Speaking of him i had a hard time when he left, because he was the one whom i talked the most to in the net. And the problem of having one such friend is that you dont give others the same attention and time..and once that one person leaves theres a big void in your life..you hope that you have the busiest of the days..I had gone through similar phase when aswathi had left for an year after +2..I have sat infronta the pc looking at other people in my list online..reluctant to go talk to them..make the first move.. since i havent talked to them online much earlier...wondering what would go through the other person's head..and finally dropping the idea coz of the lack of courage. Still there were people who cared..who understood and i am grateful to them. Whenever I stayed home feeling lazy or coz of the lack of transportation or coz of the rain they insisted that i come..and i went,feeling happy that someone cares about you..thankyou guys>:D<..I've quite drifted apart from what i intended to write.
Anyway..about half a dozen people leaving soon..all close ones..Im gonna miss all of them.. maria's slow and steady planning and confusions until the last moment[Shes still discussing with me if or not to join accenture:D]..Radhi's beauty tips :D[watch out chennai..this is one trendy girl;)]..prithi's winking nature;))..Id never forget the time we had together during the constructive imaginative sessions of m companion:D.. I know I shouldnt be talking like its THE end..but you have to admit its not gonna be the same[One thing id be relieved of would be rj's pj's:D].
I realise that the day wouldnt be far for me(with some hope)..having bittersweet feelings thinking about it..thrilled about being on my own...sad about leaving behind homely comforts..never lived apart from my family. I wanted to write something else when i started, still wanna write more..but my laziness is overpowering my creativity [B-)] !(ahem)
Warning: The blogger aint in her perfect mood and read only if you are prepared for a lotta whining.
Another birthday passed by. I just realised thatits more than 2 years since I started to blogbecause I’ve written about my birthday of 2006 in it. So after 2 years of baby steps my blog has finally reached its 25th post ( #:-S). About this birthday…well it was the most uneventful one since I got into college, if notthe most boring ever. Talking about earlier birthdays…my 19th birthday..the first one during the so called engineering course.. eventhough it was after 1 year of college life together very few people knew me then. So there weren’t any classmates ..a couple of friends came..we cut cake..it was soo sweet that my folks had to take me to the hospital at midnight. 20th birthday was good..a few people came to my home..one of them baked me a cake..I still remember it as a sweet gesture while he doesas a way he saved much money.We had a great time.. and a candlelight birthday as the whole area surrounding my home dint have electricity for a couple of days…21st birthday…Many came…I wouldn’t call it the best party of cs04 or anything.. but was good..22nd birthday...harthal..wonderful birthday..eventhough I had removed reminders many people called…thank you guys. .it was like a drop of rain in the desert of boredom…ok no more metaphors.
Life is soo damn boring…I’d rather have 5 hours of continuous lecture on microprocessors by koko in the backbench than this.
I have so many things which I can do and utilize my free time. I can cook…and I hate the fact that always something or the other from the recipe would be missing in my kitchen. I can read.. I hate that I would feel saturated after reading sometime.. I can go out …I hate the rain which brings knee height muddy water in my lane.. I also hate lotsa other things.. I hate the pollen grains and all those tiny useless dust particles which cause allergy in my nose. I hate the stupid Indian postal service which wont deliver a courier in time. I hate the fact that my house is so far away from my friends’s. I hate the fact that my only friend whos near by has to leave in a week. I hate the fact that I dunno what to write next. I hate hypocrites. I hate the fact that I am selfish. I hate the fact that I just sit and whine and do nothing about anything. i hate Eve for eating the forbidden fruit. I hate the fact that I know I am gonna regret wasting my possibly last long vacation later and is still doing nothing. And I just found out anger is one letter short of danger and I am going crazy here..lalalaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
I've always thought its kinda lame that you put "only" forwards or lyrics of the songs you like in your blog. But lately that's what i do here. Not because ive changed my mind, but because i have been too lazy to write something and when i saw something interesting which i liked, used them as a means of not letting my blog die off...that even though i am lazy to type something i wanted to keep in touch with my bloggy. After this blah blah confession if you are thinking that the boredom and free time gave birth to a creative blogger inside me, i am sorry honey...sighh. I am here to post just another "lame" post. But I've decided to start blogging again anew. But again why do something today which you can postpone until tomorrow :D
These are some funny quotes that i found and i thought its quite true:D(just finished my college life)
1.When reviewing your notes before an exam, the most important will be illegible. 2. The more studying you did for the exam, the less sure you are as to which answer they want. 3. 80% of the final exam will be based on the one lecture you missed and the one chapter you dint read 4. Every instructor assumes that you have nothing else to do except study for that instructor's course. Corollary: The night before the History mid-term, your biology instructor will assign 200 pages on planaria. 5. There's a lot of knowledge in universities: the freshmen bring a little in; the seniors don't take much away, so knowledge sort of accumulates 6. A College professor: someone who talks in other people's sleep 7. Economists report that a college education adds many thousands of dollars to a man's lifetime income—which he then spends sending his son to college 8. Sometimes I think war is God's way of teaching us geography. 9. Doing nothing is very hard to do...you never know when you're finished. 10.Copy from one, it's plagiarism; copy from many, it's research.
And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives Where we're gonna be when we turn 25 I keep thinking times will never change Keep on thinking things will always be the same But when we leave this year we won't be coming back No more hanging out cause we're on a different track And if you got something that you need to say You better say it right now cause you don't have another day Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down These memories are playing like a film without sound And I keep thinking of the night in June I Didn't know much of love, but it came too soon And There was me and you, and then it got real blue Stay at home talkin' on the telephone and We would get so excited, we'd get so scared Laughing at our selves thinking life's not fair And this is how it feels
As we go on, we remember All the times we had together And as our lives change, from whatever We will still be, friends forever
So if we get the big jobs and we make the big money When we look back now, will that joke still be funny? Will we still remember everything we learned in school? Still be trying to break every single rule Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man? Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan? I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye Keep on thinking it's a time to fly And this is how it feels
As we go on, we remember All the times we had together And as our lives change, from whatever We will still be, friends forever
Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now? Can we survive it out there? Can we make it somehow? I guess I thought that this would never end And suddenly it's like we're women and men Will the past be a shadow that will follow us round? Will these memories fade when I leave this town I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye Keep on thinking it's a time to fly
I was watching the final day of India Australia second test and I am losing the respect I had for the game. Infact I haven’t written a blog in this much rage. Australia is the no 1 team in the world and nones questioning that . When they have the capability of winning a game fair and square, they should play a decent game and prove that they deserve to be the rulers of the game. It’s not only about the winning always, you have to set examples for the future generations..about great batting bowling and fielding, but also about the fairness of the game . Its evident that they have been and they are the best in the play and also the sledging. As Gavaskar said its them who came with the principle that what happens in the field stays in the field. But apparently now it stays in the field only when they give it. Complaining about Harbhajan when theres not even a witness after what they do on the field(rolling my eyes..maybe ponting is in search of ways to keep bhaji outta the coming games so that he wont get out in the first ball itself).But its actually upto them. Everyone has their own definition of professionalism. What drives me crazy is the umpiring of this game. Yesterday Kumble lost a hatrick just because of bad umpiring . If they aren’t sure why the hell cant they go for the third umpires decision? Today Dravid was given out caught behind when his bat wasn’t even visible on the screen . Dravid walked back in utter shock. The worst was the way Sourav’s wicket was lost. Clarke was the one lucky man to take this magical “catch”. The ball was grounded before it was in his hands and he rolled with the ball and the ball definitely touched the ground while his rolling celebrations as well(which was clearly visible on replays). Sourav is not convinced and he asks the umpire and this clever umpire asks Ponting if the catch was taken and Ponting says yes and India lost another batsman in a crucial stage. So now when the umpire has his doubts he doesn’t consult a third umpire or the umpire at the other end, but asks the opposing team captain? If the players were to decide themselves why the hell should there be an umpire??? To hold the bowlers cap while hes bowling? To tie the shoelace of the batsman? If its coz it’s the gentleman’s game that the umpire asking players , then I wonder why he hadn’t asked Dravid if he had nicked the ball before it was caught . Is the traffic one way in this road? Is India playing a 13 member team? Or maybe I am not bothered when the wrong decision is in favor of India that I don’t even realize it. Atleast im sure that dint happen in this match. Anyway lemme get back to the &%$@ game. P.S: No net now, ill post this later Match over. On their 16th consecutive test win a BIG BOO to Australia. Id rather have India lose the match than win it this way even if it’s a world cup final. Around 7 questionable decisions happened in this game and if there had been a fair umpiring the outcome might have been different .At the end of the day what really matters is who won..everyone will forget the mistakes the umpires made in a week and Aussies 16th consecutive win would be a golden page in cricket history. Life is so not fair!!!
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I fell in love with this guy when i was 11. You can frown and roll your eyes all the way you want,but it was his looks that attracted me at first. I wanted to put a photo showing him at that age with those looks,but i couldnt find the right photo. Ofcourse i had thousands of his pictures at those times which i had treasured. But then i thought i had grown up and that hes just old news.So i dint take them when i shifted house.
