Waiting for ma virus slayer........

Its now a habit to run around with a running nose.I think the cold virus loves me like hell,comes back every one month.The kind of torture I'm going through just to keep ma head up is so much.The only thing that can help me with the stupid cold is antibiotics but, ya i hate it.I have ma friends advising me on various remedies.Ya these things may work out but,who is gonna do all these things.Not me!!!.The cold has brought along with him some of his old friends this time fever,throat pain.I'm gonna spoil their party.Don't under estimate me iv got a fighter within me .Cold ya no cold one thing i hate about the whole process is having to stay on the bed.Someone please save me from the cold .Where is the virus slayer?.Can't you see you princess trapped in the dungeons of cold?Save me..............ooh!!!prince(antibodies)save me!!!!!!!!

Larger Love

Travelling everyday by the boat,I'm in larger love with the sea.I can't stop comparing myself with her.
She is so placid at times
so am i
And so disturbed at other
so am i
She is crystal clear
so am i with ma ambitions
so turbulent at others
so am i with ma emotions
She is vast
so is ma heart
She follows
so am i with good leaders
She reacts creating ripples
so am i to changes
She refuses to be still
so am i
She lets everything float by
so am i with ma attitude
She moves up and down creating high n low tides
so am i with ma life
well here ends the similarities.She is all that's not me and i am all that's not her.

Dad and the kitchen Hob..............

She was meant to help out ma mom but, dad fell in love with her. There goes the tag line for the latest romantic chart buster, one of a kind modern day love story. Dad’s never good at fixing things, the fact he refuses to accept. Well for the past one week all dad kept raving about was “HER” .Her style ,her sheen, her beauty .Well , all of us were so bitten that we wanted to meet her. We knew dad was in “LOVE”. Well you had to see mama’s pale white face. Its funny for” SHE” was at receiving end of mom’s anger. What all can a little jealousy do right?
Tatada…..She arrived today .Gotta accept the fact that she is a beauty. Black body with glass cover and golden lids .Brand new BENC kitchen hob. From the point she arrived dad was sitting next to her with the manual in his hand .As far as I remember dad had never sat next to me for so long even during ma exams. Dad was going on speaking to himself and ya off course HER. Want to know what happened after 4 hours?
Dad couldn’t fix her ,for she was far too complicated for him. Not ready to accept defeat before a lady, he went on cursing the manual .Finally dad gave up and I could hear him mumbling.
“Ladies……..what strange creatures”
Wait until ma mom hears that.

A princess finds her unicorn

Four years is too short of a time to forget someone who was apart of your life for more than 13 years.The joy of getting back something that i lost is still hovering around me.When i was informed that ma best friend for so many years have landed in town i didn't think twice...........all that came to ma head at that point was her face and the faded group pic that we took in 5th..........i could see from distance her anxious face ,as always.She has changed a lot but,she recognised me at once though i have changed a lot myself,these four years,her smile was the proof.FOr about 30 minutes we couldn't speak.When we did start, there were no holding back.These four years what kept her alive in ma memory is her occasional phone calls.When we parted ways today, i could the see her expression the same one she had on the day she left the school.I'm never being understood and felt supported as she did.People always commented on our odd pairing,as we were like opposite poles finding solace in each other.I have never felt that i have lost a friend for she was always there with me and will be.

Reason to live on

Your life becomes worthwhile when you start living for someone else.I know that i have a meaning in ma life,which is defined by living for ma parents and brother.Whenever i feel life is unfair ,the thing that helps me to spring back to life is ma parents.The love within helps me to be a better human being.Everyday i wake up hoping to see ma parent's face and i feel lucky enough to be under their arms.Sometimes i feel quite lost,loosing all ma will to live on but,the fear of missing the ones i love, ones i hold so dear pulls me back.To be honest, ma life is bonded and i don't want anything that will disturb the balance within.I know that I'm living for the right reasons and for the right people.Its a long road ahead and i may find yet another reason to live on.......

Elusive Love

I really liked the quote from Nobel prize winning poet, sir Rabindhranath Tagore’s work.
A poet falls deeply in love with an average looking girl. The girl fears that being so ordinary; he may have to repent after his marriage with her .She tells the poet that he should get married to another girl, a friend of hers, who is also deeply in love with him. In his way, she will continue to be his elusive dream.” An unfulfilled dream is the spring of poetic imagination”.
Does one afford to be so sacrificing when it comes to love? I’m not so sure. What if I am average looking? .The only thing that matters is ma heart. The maximum that can happen is that the other person may reject me but, it won’t be end of life right?. At least I will be happy that I got rejected after letting the person know about ma feelings and if he still rejects that’s his lose not mine. And he doesn’t deserve ma love. The real love is beyond appearances and boundaries but, most of us are so conscious that we refuse to come out and accept the unacceptable. Our life is dictated by various factors and looks is one of them .I have had heated debates on this particular topic many times. Ma idea and concept of beauty is something different from others not, all agree to ma point that all of us are different so, are our choices. Most important, its not outer beauty that matters but, the light within.

Truth lies

There were many instances where i knew that my decisions were not right but,neither did i have the courage to change the decision nor, did i have the courage to explain my actions.In the long process of wrong judgements iv lost so much.

Today it proved yet again that I'm so bad with things.Invited to ma classmate's sisters wedding,i failed to show up while all ma buddies did.The reason-"DRESS CODE".All of us were asked to wear Saree-the traditional kerala attire.Well as a matter of fact, i don't know how to wear one and depended heavily on ma mother.I expected her to help me out.As it turned out ,mom had to leave early to the hospital, leaving with no other option other than to try wearing Saree ma self.With no previous experience(i have worn Saree 3 times till now but,that's all thanks to ma mother and friends).Well i struggled with the Saree one hour .While i tucked in one end the other end came off.It was a mess.After all that confusion dad got pretty angry "why can't you learn how to wear a Saree?".Good question but,the sticky part is"who will help me to learn?".

But, i could have gone to the wedding wearing something else Na?.How can i?.While everyone will look their best i don't wanna end up looking like a dwarf in wrong clothes.My ego was not ready to give in at that point of time.I feel so down.....not for the fact that i couldn't' go but,because of my wrong decision some of ma close pals wont turn up either.I'm piling up big chunks of lies one over other.The reason i gave for not turning up was a "lie".I know i did a bad thing but,can't help it.I have been planning for this day for the past 2 weeks and it turned out this way.I really am angry with ma self ............really............really...............

Let the celebrations begin

Celebrations are short lived.The moments of victory is to be celebrated for you can't always expect a second chance.I think i missed the whole celebration today when ma house SPARTANS lifted the overall sports trophy.It was an effort from the part of many to take the team to victory.None of ma classmates including me deserve to be mentioned in the thank you speech as our role in the victory is almost Nil.Well no one wants to put their heart and soul out but, everyone would like to taste the wine of success.For the people who work without hoping for the rewards are left out.That is something that i despise and don't approve of.Everyone, especially deserving candidates should not be left out .As far as i see, there won't be a fair chance of happening so.

Six yards

For students like me the only thing that brings us back to the roots is the Saree that we occasionally wear during any special ceremony.The Saree culture is declining,owing to the minuses that it have accumulated over ages.

1.Discomfort-it extremely difficult to walk wearing a Saree.The biggest nightmare is that of stepping over your Saree .The whole thing can come off.

2.Time-it takes almost an hour for amateur like me to wear a Saree of my own.

3Exposure-If you are a first timer then make sure you wear the Saree properly for its vulnerable to exposure.

All these fact makes the Saree ,not gal's best friend but, a nuisance.Guy's may not agree with me but,one thing for sure ....Saree makes a woman dashing and elegant.The six yards wonder is here to stay for long years to come.

Super Mom

The only thing i hate about mom getting sick is that, the entire show of running the household chores will fall upon the tender shoulders of the second lady in the house.That's ME!!!!.That one day,i thank god for making ma mom a supermom.The way she juggles between family,friends and job can give even the authors of time management books a run for their money.At 43, she runs all over the house to keep our things in place.To live by each of our(Dad,Me and Bro)'s choice is extremely difficult.With our each new demands she manages to deliver .Even after a these household chores she works around 6 hours a day in the hospital.No wonder why i call her supermom.I may never grow up into a successful wife,mother or daughter like her but,i always try not to let her down.

To build a team.............

Responsibilities are something that i don't mind taking.But ,most of the time they start dictating ma life to a point where i start wearing out.I always find ma self trapped in ethical questions where i have to choose between ma friends and ma own self.Arts in the college is surely turning out into a messy affair.It all began with helping out the official representative,it later turned out into a full time job with me handling the literary section.Ma parents feel that as I'm not the one to be doing the round the clock job searching for the candidates,informing them and stuff .But,how can i go to ma friend and say"hey i can't help you out". Its just not possible.What hurts me most is the fact that the person for whom i am doing this is taking a nap from her responsibilities.Even ma close friends feel its time to stand up and say"enough".I can easily break ma self away but, i can't turn out on people who trust me with the job.Its a team work and its not only about me but, all of the team.I'm pretty sure that as long as no one comes forward to help the people who are sacrificing their sleeps over arts ,the entire team is gonna suffer.Its not the loss of an individual but, an entire team.Its a tough choice to decide whats right but, i have to do it for ma team.

19+1=20!!!!!

Everyone seemed to remember ma birthday but, not ma parents who actually forgot what day it was.Well, if you ask me it felt quite bad but,i think i can get over this.The day went like any other day without much events.As this was the starting day of the sixth semester the class was kind of empty.I was enjoying a ride back home and some little bit of shopping in the evening.Treat??????that was something everyone was bothered about.As two of ma best pals went missing i had to postpone it to date, much to the frustration of others.Three of us friends went into a restaurant only to end up paying individual bills and a smirk on their face.The funny part is, some of ma old pals rang me up without even knowing the day's significance.Well ma parents don't know till now that their daughter is officially 20 today.Someone please remind them. Yet another day and its just me but,I'm one year older.

SAlsA plEAse

I know that i am a bad dancer and ma bro just keeps on reminding me the fact that ma feet's are meant for walking not,dancing.When i saw Antonio Bendares staring movie in HBO today morning i had this urge to dance.From the time the movie got over i wanted to dance and that too SALSA!!!!!!!!!!.As salsa is a pair dance i wanted someone to pair with.Knowing ma experience in dancing all ma family members just refused,finally ma bro agreed and we started to dance to the tune of Enamorado De Ti. Well,I was going on spinning.Finally ma grandma made me stop ma spinning spree when she thought i would fall of somewhere.If that wasn't humiliating enough ma bro openly declared how bad i was as a dancer.For those who don't know about salsa's history here's some tiny bit of information.

The history of "Salsa" dance is peppered with hearsay and contradiction. Although few would disagree that the music and dance forms originate largely in Cuban Son, most agree that Salsa as we know it today is a North American interpretation of the older forms. New York's Latino community had a vibrant musical and dancing scene throughout the '50s but found limited success with the 'Anglo' mainstream. In the 1970s, adoption of the term "Salsa" reduced the linguistic and cultural barriers to mainstream adoption of Latin music and dance.
The modernization of the Mambo in the 1950s was influential in shaping what would become salsa. There is debate as to whether the dance we call Salsa today originated in Cuba or Puerto Rico. Cuba's influence in North America was diminished after Castro's revolution and the ensuing trade embargo. New York's Latino community was largely Puerto-Rican. Salsa is one of the main dances in both Cuba and Puerto Rico and is known world-wide.

These are some famous SAlsa tunes that you can dance
1
Me Tiene Loco (She's Driving Me Crazy) - Puerto Rican Power.This song is great to dance to and the lyrics are perfect because he's talking about how totally in love he is with his woman who's driving him nuts, and all he does is think about her... her beauty, "whenever she looks at me, she ties me up in knots".

2
Enamorado De Ti (I'm in Love with You) - Fuerza JuvenilHe's expressing how much he's in love with her. A really sappy love song -- "Both of us are going to grow old until the end of our lives".
3
Amor Lunatico (Crazy Love) - Giro"Oh my god, you're so beautiful, I saw a flower and I thought about you...It's the truth, what can I do... I can only think about you..." need we say more...
4
He Tratado (I Tried)- Victor Manuelle.He's trying to forget about her through another girlfriend, but he can't forget about how much he loves her, and she's already with another man.... "I'm happy that you're happy, but your happiness hurts me -- how can you forget about what we have?"
5
Una y Mil Veces (A Thousand and One Times) - Jerry Rivera"A thousand and one times, I''ll love you, a thousand and one times, I'll sing to you. This song will reach you wherever you are.

6
Una Aventura (One Adventure) - Grupo Niche"Life is sweet and with you on ma side its sweeter
6
Pena de Amor (The Pain of Love) - Puerto Rican Power.This song is about a guy-friend who tells the woman that she's got to learn how to forget about her ex-boyfriend; OR it's her boyfriend who's reminding her to get over her old boyfriend.
7
Bombon de Azucar (Lollipop with Sugar) - Charlie CruzA totally happy love song -- "He couldn't believe how his life has changed now that she is part of his life".
8
Mi Reina (My Queen) - Manole Another really happy and fun song to dance to. He treats her like a queen -- "she's the one I love, she's one I adore..."

Loving him more........

Sometimes we speak the unthinkable,without considering the mental state of the listener,Only to realise later that the damage is already done.One feels bad,curse oneself,give million sorries but, words don't die out easily.

Few days before ,after seeing ma room in a mess dad started shouting at me.I was so irritated at that point that i shouted back"Just leave me alone".After ma outburst dad with his Waverly sound spoke"I don't have any peace at office,construction place.I come back tired and just look at the support i get from ma family".The next day both of us forgot about the incident.

Yesterday i went with dad to the construction site and i really appreciate him for keeping his nerves even during the most adverse situation.If i would have been in in his position ,by this time i would have gone mad.We got the required stuffs after searching through the city for about 4 hours.He went back to office at 1:00pm after 24 back to back duty.I don't know thinking back i think i did the wrong thing, shouting at dad.The sense of self realisation struck me hard that he is doing so much,sacrificing his comforts just for the family.

Its for me to realise that and behave accordingly.I am trying hard not to hurt him in any ways.Its like loving him more after that incident.

"LOVE YOU DAD"

What do u want 2 teach me today?

I’m not that good with small children. Yesterday ma neighbor came in with a request I couldn’t refuse. She wanted me to look after her one and a half year old son Achu .Considering the fact that ma interaction with ma neighbors is confined to one sentence in a week ,I’m quite a stranger to Achu. Whenever he sees me, he gives me a cute smile and hides behind his mother. Armed with ball in one hand and a toy car in other he wanted to play football first. May be his ignorance due to the fact that I’m a girl who doesn’t even know how to kick a ball properly he refuse to give me the ball initially but, slowly we were plying catch-catch. After running behind the ball for 30 minutes he was done with football and wanted to play with his little tricycle. I was so tired running after him that ,I sat on the bench to catch some fresh air .Achu came running and offered a ride on his tricycle back home. Considering the size of that thing I refused. In between I had to give him water, actually make him drink, solve his fights with the elder kids. What made the whole experience a memorable one is the lessons he taught me

~Whole lots of patience
~Multitasking
~Most importantly to enjoy whatever
When his mother came to pick him up he made me promise that I will be back in the grounds today.

Just 4 the sake of a dream

Certain dreams are worth dying for while certain others are worth living for. Last day when I went to see the architect he put in ”You know your parents want the house to be constructed just as given in the elevation. They are not ready for any compromises” well. I said ”They have put their entire life savings, efforts and most important their dreams into building this new house. They just don’t want any alteration in their dream. Me and ma bro may be ready to take risks but ,dad and mom’s experience had made them wise .At this age they want to play it safe.
Its just that this particular dream is something that ma parents have natured for along time. Tough it is the second house in construction ,but their enthusiasm and spirit never die cold. It let me into a thinking process. Why such fuss about a dream?
This is what ma brother had to say ”For any idea to come into existence first it has to be dreamt of .Only dreams can later transform into action .Without dreams and hopes ,this world would have been long before become non-existent .Dreams are a source of inspiration”
May be he is true after all. May be I should
“DREAM BIG”

Watch out..........

Just watch out the amazing performance of the vadhyamellam .This video was taken during the temple festival.

Sunday

Not ma day actually.The lazy Sunday,when all one wishes for is a hot cup of tea and whole lot of relaxation.To ma own surprise got up so late that i had to rush through the stuff mom had asked me to do.When i went in to study, found that i was missing some of the papers.When i went in the kitchen to make some tea i realised that i was short of milk.Afternoon i jumped into correct the leaky tap and i was drenched in water.And then the usual clash with mom.Today was not ma day.

???

I’m moving away from everything that I once loved, everything that I believed about friendship .I see ma self as stranger trapped in ma own story .Never did I attend any of the messages or attend the calls from ma friends today. The desire to move away from strings attached is gripping me harder .I just want ma space and I'm not ready to compromise. I’m sick of acting as if am cool with people's view .Its just not fair to put so much pressure on me to behave in a way everyone wants .May be I won’t be popular after ma new decision .Who cares? .Why should I care for those who don’t care about me? These are some of the messages I received today.

AFS: What do you mean to me? From today I won’t expect anything from you.

NIV: Some relations are beyond words. You were one such me and still you are? What about you? Hah?

And there goes some more………..
Am just irritated the way things are going for me right now .Let it be the way it is. I’m ready to take the whole responsibility.

Temple festival........

These are some pics taken during our temple fest.......pretty colourful .........The best part ...elephants........i just love them ..........

For all wrong reasons.........

I am not a hard core cricket enthusiast .I never watch the game at a stretch, even when ma country is playing. But, as a patriot I can’t seem to ignore the events that took place in the Sydney test .What exactly went wrong? Who should be blamed for team India’s 122 run’s loss?
1. Umpires Mark Benson and Steve Bucknor?
2 .Australian team itself?
Ricky Ponting and his men pulled up all the dirty tricks up their sleeves to get team India down. These are some of the events of the test match that will go down the history books for all the wrong reasons.

DAY1: Though Andrew Symonds (30) edged Ishanth Sharma to Dhoni, Bucknor remained unmoved .Symonds went on to score 162.
DAY4: Mike Hussey clearly edged RP Singh to Dhoni but, umpire favored the Aussies.
DAY5: Bucknor gave Rahul Dravid caught behind of Symonds despite the ball missing the bat.
Benson checked with the captain himself before giving Ganguly caught behind, though catch appeared to have come of the ground.
Bhajji falsely accused by Ponting n co for racial remarks.
Their attitude and behavior were not that of world champions but, that of third rate tacticians’ .At least gully cricket is played with much better sports man spirit than yesterday’s game.
Umpiring isn’t an easy job. To make mistake is human but continuous mistake in such crucial game is so uncalled of. Okay leave it why wasn’t the third umpire consulted whenever a case odd doubt was put in. Instead listen to the irony, whom does the umpire listen to? The biggest cheater Ponting. MR. Bucknor….even experience can cheat. You ought to go home and play with your grandchildren.
Millions of people in India are outraged not because our country lost but for the fact that we went down for all wrong reasons.

We are behind you team India
“Chakde India”

Thinner ME!!!!!!

The only thing that ma relatives keep raving about for the past few weeks is " thinner me!!!".I paste a surprised look on ma face and say"really?".Not as if don't know the reason.All no thanks to ma diet regime, hardly i have 3 meals per day as i used to.Its always no appetite that's playing a spoilsport.The only time i have ma food is at 6:pm.Ma parents keep on wondering"how do yo manage to stay alive?".I donno...........I am not doing this to reduce ma waist line or in the hope of getting skinny like a supermodel.Its just that ma body refuses to have food or sometimes I'm just too lazy to get up from the couch and go into the kitchen to have ma food.I think i can link this sudden disinterest in food with the holidays where all i get to do is to stay at home.I need to change ma eating habits before i land up in hospital.

New year resolutions

New Year resolution for me is a self made promise that may be broken at the mid year. This time I didn’t want the history to repeat so, I took time before coming up with two things that need urgent attention .Finally, here is ma new year resolution.

1. NO MORE ADVICES
The world is wise and matured enough to choose its own destiny. Doesn’t need any of ma advises or yelling at to make it more worse for people to live in .Its an attitude that can get on peoples nerves and I desperately need to mend ma ways.

2. NO FORCED RELATIONS
Okay this is much easier. This year no ringing up old pals and saying ”hay or bye”
.As I have mentioned earlier in ma entries, for maintaining any relation an effort ought to be there from both sides. Otherwise its just one man attempt to make things worse .If a relation is meant to doom let it be. There will be no effort from ma part to maintain any

There goes ma new year resolutions…….Hoping for a great year ahead.

The year that was.............

The year ahead..........2008..........lots of challenges,lots of patience,lots of surprises........that's what is awaiting me.........if i look back to the bygone year....it was full of mixed emotions............some good stuff and some bad..............the best part of 2007????????ma new pals..............they make up ma life now.............I'm looking forward for a year full of joy and happiness............