Bye Bye

I guess thats it. Enough. Thanks to all.

The thought of marriage scares me to DEATH

You can't blame me after reading this. What a bubbly girl she used to be !!!!!!!!!

hii...

yes, i've joined back...

we did some small scale shopping for the house...i think i told u abt the almirah..we also bought a mixie n hubby was finally able to "locate" the gas supplier's shop...so, now i have a gas connection...i am yet to take a number...hope to go to their office today...

man, its very very hard setting up a home...i have till now not been able to find a bai, though officially three of them have agreed to work at my place...they never turn up....n hubby is not too helpful with the house work..so, i end up doing the cooking, cleaning, washing, jhaddoo,pocha, everything myself...n to top it, i have to catch the office bus at 7.15 am..got up at 5.30 today, fixed up the breakfast, got ready n came to office..n here also, the induction is going on in full swing n i have been given my first assignment already...24 hrs r not enough for me....

enuff of my prarabdham...u tell me..whats up...

plz give me some time to settle down..n then i will be in touch..right now, i am simply too screwed up for anything....

take care...

Going back in time

Thanks to BVN for tagging me to write about the things I like and hate about childhood.

I Love ..

1) School

The 3 day youth festival, where I so enthusiastically danced, did my first ever dramas, won every extempore speech, story writing and quiz competitions. I was, literally, the all in all of my school during those times.

My years as a school leader when I used to read out the pledge and was the pet of every other teacher.

Summer vacations and the train journey to my mother's place. Me and bro used to fight for the window seat which invariably used to go to him as he was louder in his screams.

School opening - the new uniforms, new bag, new books, new umbrella and the new little ME.

2) The paddy fields

We used to have this swimming and fishing trips in the creek during summer vacations

In the period between the last harvest and owing for the new season, there used to be lots and lots of mussels in the fields. All of us kids used to go with big buckets and pick them up. Boil them to take out of the shell and make the tastiest non-veg dish I have ever had in my life.

3) The Girls Junta

We never liked those pompous guys much. Found almost all of their pass time as sheer stupid. We had our own sports. (If you can call them sports). I can't name them in English. To be frank, I have even forgotten the Malayalam names. But I can still play them all.

The cold wars between the Girls Junta and the stupid Boys Junta. We all used to mend up for Hide & Seek. ;))

4) My protective kid brother

Our schools used to be in the same compound. His was a boys school and mine was girls, both Govt schools. When he was a junior, he always had some seniors asking him about his Chechi. He used to loath them.

When the first ever guy proposed me - I was hardly 10 yr old and didn't even know about the I love you thing - brother used to hit the guy with his bicycle.

Once I got my first ever love letter - which I accepted 'cos it was sent thru a girl - and brother used to almost stalk the guy to call him names and humiliated him in all the kiddo ways imaginable.

5) The festivals

Vishu more than Onam. Yes, for the kineettam. We were the only kids in my mothers family at that time (and now there is almost a dozen). Used to get a huge some ( something like a hundred or two) during that.

Christmas - every year we used to put the star, get the cake and celebrate like any other of our festivals.

6) The Boys school in the same compound

For all the strikes they did for international reason and the holidays they forced the Head Mistress to declare. You guys used to be our Heroes ;)))))

I hate..

The cow dung - Geeee. Almost all our neighbors had cattle in their cows. And the one right next to us had a shed facing our house. PPPPPuuuuuuuuKkkkkkkkkkkkkee

Milk - all the cows go to hell

Caning at school - it was not the pain but the humiliation

Playing with my Bro - he used to threaten me that he would wake up Achan who was sleeping after a night shift or that he would jump into the well and force me to play with him. And play waht ?? - Indo Pak war of all the thing and I always had to be Pak and get defeated.

The preference Bro used to get as he was the younger one.

An uncle who used to stay with us - for reasons I don't want to mention (no child molestation if that’s what you are thinking). I still can't like him, but I try to be polite atleast. I have never hated anyone in my life, but him. I still do. Unless and until I get enlightened and become a Buddha, I can't suppress my hatred.

O God, keep me innocent; make others great!
Author: Caroline Matilda

???!!!!!!!

I am yet to come to terms with it. Someone I thought I have lost, I have beleived will never understand me, will never accept me without a radical change in me, finally came looking for ME, the real me.

Four days back, I was prepared to take the final blow. Yet things happened just the opposite way. I don't know.. let me take some time and try to figure out.









I would whole heartedly part with all the diamonds
If only you could give me back the moment you gave them to me !!!

paradise is ...

When the Day of Judgment dawns and the great conquerors and lawyers and statesmen come to receive their rewards --
their crowns, their laurels, their names carved indelibly upon imperishable marble –
the Almighty will turn to Peter and will say,
not without a certain envy when he sees us coming with our books under our arms,
"Look, these need no reward. We have nothing to give them here. They have loved reading."

~ Virginia Woolf ~

If there is a paradise, that has to be a big library, with all the books of this world. Those who enter it will be eternally hungry, for nothing but to read more and more. And I wish, I be a life time member there and sit there and read and read and read, leaving this mad world outside. Sigh..........

There is no place on earth that keeps me happier and at peace than a book store and the first loyalty card I owned was that of CrossWord. And I piously spend a portion of my earnings there that one day I aspire to be their most privileged customer.

There was a time I used to buy ten books at a time from the roadside vendor. Off late, I have decided to buy only from good bookstore. 'cos a truck load of them may be the only saving I would be leaving behind when I leave. So I have to buy good quality ones, internally and externally.

It is a habit originated from home, which I consider is the greatest gift I have been given.

There are people who don't share my passion, those who wonder "why?" and those who think I am pompous to talk about books. But the fact is that I am addicted to them, all the time.

I wish the Hindu philosophy of births and rebirths are true; one life is not enough even to go through the best of books. Even if I die, may Virginia Woolf be true about me, and I be given a place in heaven (or hell) where I am left alone with countless of books.

She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain.
~ Louisa May Alcott ~

the path you take

There are hundreds of paths up the mountain,
all leading in the same direction,
so it doesn't matter which path you take.
The only one wasting time is
the one who runs around and around the mountain,
telling everyone that his or her path is wrong.

~Hindu teaching