Friday, November 30, 2007

Reception galatta - what a bulb!!



U know whatz the worst thing abt wedding receptions??? Standing at the entrance and inviting people with the traditional rose water sprinkling... giving rose flower, sugar candies n stuff like that..... Well if its ur immediate family wedding, u would be more than glad to invite the guests..... But in the case of not sooooo familiar family receptions, it feels kinda awkward to be doing that job.....for the simple reason that u dont know most of the invitees...... n u jus have to put up an artificial plastic smile n say "vango maami" "welcome sir...err uncle" or a 'hi' to an suspiciously staring 5 year old....... Now coming to the matter.....i.e. why am writing this blog is because of a major bulb that i got in one of our family friend's reception... I was asked to do the inviting job at the reception... The reception happened at one of the city's famous lawn restaurants (though the reception was not in the lawn)...... As luck would have it, a lot of receptions were happening that day at the different halls located across the floors of the restaurant... Ours...i mean the friend's reception was in the ground floor... I floor there was another... When the aunty (groom's mom) asked if i ll stand at the reception counter, i was about to give some excuse when, my parents stepped in and said..... 'absolutely no problem... what does she have to do?? Jus stand there, look at people n invite them.... anyway she keeps 'paraaku partthufying'.... no problem..' So, with a disgruntled look, i took up position behind that table... People started coming in.... Not knowing whether to say a 'namasthey' with hands folded or a 'hi' with a wave of hand, i started on a wrong note... I wished 'hi' to an old paati n namaskaram to an heppy hep woman... Phew.... starting trouble..................
Then......it happened...
An elderly couple walked in... This time, trying not to make a fool of myself, I welcomed them with a smile and a 'namaskaram'. Something about them struck me... they didnt look like our kinda people.... the way the paati had tied her saree....... But nevertheless, they could be a friend of the groom's or bride's parents..how am I supposed to know??... The thought jus vanished immediately... They looked sceptical initially, but the paati smiled at me reassuringly n took the flower n candies....n I generously sprinkled rose water too....... The couple entered the hall..................out of sight-out of mind.... I totally forgot about them... The other invitees kept pouring in n i was busy with my sprinkling business. After some time, the elderly couple came back..but they looked out of sorts...... I could see my aunty and mom coming quite a few steps behind them... That paati came near me again n told 'nanga indha recepsion ku varala papa.... nanga Murugesan (name changed!!!) recepsionku vando... adhu onnavudhu maadinu sonnanga... nee kooptiya....vandhutom'....... I was dumbstruck.... what a bulb!!! As they crossed me and walked towards the stairs, I heard the thatha tell that paati 'anga poi ennatha saapudardhu? Ingayae saaptomay!!!' Dont ask me how they managed to eat the dinner without seeing the new couple!!!! (am clueless!!!)
Meanwhile, aunty n mom had reached the table.. The aunty was like 'Priya -- U invite all those who come here... those who have come for our reception... not everybody coming to this restaurant' she also added 'n they have eaten our food also!!!!!' My mom n dad (who had joined my mom by then) were controlling their laughter.. But lo... my mom gave way n burst out laughing at what i had done.. I was totally confused!!!! How am i supposed to know that these r (and not) the people who have come to attend this reception????? If they walk up to me, I would welcome them... what rubbish!!! Anyways, i thought 'serves the aunty rite' ......made me stand for 3 odd hours... good!! Heart of heart, i was feeling guilty also..............for the old couple for having pulled them into the wrong reception...Dear Bloggies!!!! please....... in future, if u r in a situation where u have to stand in the reception committee in a multi-hall restaurant, make sure there is a banner mentioning the names of the bride n groom...


Dont bulb adicchify like me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Bulbye!!!!!!

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

The return of the Legend!



Wow!!! It was a dream-come-true for many devoted Sampras fans like me..... A clash between Sampras (once the conquerer of the tennis world) and Roger Federer (the current champ)!!!!!!!!!!! U ask any Sampras fan to describe his play, they cannot... for no word can befit the quality of Pete's volley or serves or aces or whatever strike he plays.... Hez jus amazing......extraordinary...... brilliant..... I mean....jus superb!!!!!!!!! His return between the legs is the Master piece........ He broke my teeny-weeny heart when he called it quits and walked out moist eyed......... How I wished i could meet him and convince him to play for some more time.... Jus watching him play his natural game would fill a million hearts with immense happiness.... Not many can forget his victory in one of the grand slam finals (which he said was a tribute to his late coach) where he jus broke out after scoring the winning point!!!! My heart was choked... i could feel my lungs squeezing.... Oh boy, such a cool headed gentleman could get so emotional........thats Pete for u...

Getting back to the match, Sampras, who had stayed away from tennis for nearly 5 years looked amazingly comfortable in the court..... Beating Roger (the invincible!!!!!) in straight sets...... he made Roger look like a Junior champ.... Wow!! Am a great fan of Roger too.... Roger himself was jus awed... Am sure he would slept that night with a smile on his face... .a contended smile for the reason that he got the rarest opportunity to play against Pete....... to be on the same tuft of grass as Pete....... Roger was genuine enough to accept Pete's Mastery......that speaks volumes about his character............ appreciate a good game.. Am sure he would have taken loads of leaves out of that match..... Nadal.........u better be careful!!!!!! Roger is here to rock!!! But............... lo.........SAMPRAS IS THE BEST n ALL TIME GREATEST PLAYER!!!!!

Three cheers to Sampras!!! hip hip HURRAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Tring Tring....................




Kamala (name changed!!!) was eager to attend the call......... Everybody had their turns to pick up the receiver when the phone went tring......tring.......(of course when the operator was not around)...... Today, she was more than excited..... Almost like a gift from the Almighty, it happened!!!!! The phone rang.... Kamala almost instantaneously leaped from her seat to make it to the phone before it got cut.... She murmured something into the receiver, put it down and looked around....... the call was not for her..... with her eyes twinkling as brightly as ever, she dashed to the main door... She stopped near the door, turned and asked her colleague something. But before she could reply, kamala was off..... She managed to bug another colleague outside, who seemed to be happily talking to someone else on his personal fone.... He gestured that he too didnt know n continued with his conversation... Our heroine Kamala- an enthu pattani, could not tolerate this... Determined to help the person waiting over the fone, she decided to bug the Chief himself... In her excitement, she was hysterical..... The chief was in the middle of a serious conversation over his fone. Kamala, with the determination of a soldier, marched straight towards him.. Taking giant steps (almost running), she was about to say 'Excuse me Sir' n lo!!!!!!!! she slipped n swayed to her right side n ended up saying 'excuse me saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar' ... The chief, amidst his serious talk, suddenly seeing his employee swaying before him was stunned beyond words...

Chief (terrified!!!): R u ok? what happened??


Kamala, trying to hide her embarrassment, giggle and excitement, blurted out 'Sir, there is a call for u'


Chief: oh, whos it?


Kamala (totally lost) err sir, well soembody wants ur fax no........ Somaaaaaa something reddy... (name changed!!!)


Chief: Somaaaaa what? I dont know anyone by that name!!!!!!


Kamala (feeling miserable n apologetic): Sir, it was some Reddy...... I dont know............. I couldnt hear properly....


Chief: Ah!! its ok...I ll attend the call..n so the chief cut his mobile fone conversation n walked to attend the call...................


Kamala, feeling highly embarrassed, came back to her seat n told her colleague about the incident.. n Gosh!!!!!! her friend burst out laughing....... imagining kamala doing that 'Saaaaaaaaaaaar' dance made her laugh her head off.... Kamala suddenly felt relieved and she too burst out laughing..... Phew!!!! wiping the tears of laughter, Kamala n her colleague got back to work...

The phone didnt ring another time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, November 16, 2007

Oye!!! what a Cakey day that was!!!!!!!!



One of my best days...................my candid confession........ I never thought that WE------- my cute lit'le buggy Bree 'n' I could ever do this!!!!! OMG!!!!! V ourselves couldnt believe it!!!! It all started with Bree...... She had promised to buy me a piece of cake lonnnnnnnngggggggg time back.... But as usual she had her own reasons (at times genuine, at times cranky) to avoid it...... Later, came a situation where v both decided to party along with our dear Kudumba isthiri!! ;) ...But that turned out to be even more worse...... It hasnt materialized as yet......BUT...... wait..........the whole point for writing this blog is this.............................



Bree n I had a bet (on one of the most Unpredictable changes in our city, which always lets our weather forecasters down!! –RAIN…… N rain God decided to have some mercy on me….. He made a guest appearance on earth……enough to declare me ‘victorious’ in our bet!!! ) ..... So Bree had to buy me a cake again... This time, not willing to be fooled, i kept bugging Breeeee (for a change!!!!)...... It happened on a Monday!!! Bugged with work, Bree n I could no longer hold to our seats..... Bree wanted to go for a walk...........I suddenly remembered the cake matter...... n Lo...... to our own surprise.......v were on the Mission Impossible......... With our limited financial resources, v managed to crash into a bakery (v sincerely asked for permission from our Boss)...... Before our eyes lay the most exotic cakes.... Jus like any eager four-and-a-half, v excitedly read the labels of all the cakes. Ramanuja would have been proud of us that day for, once, both of us got our calculations right!!!!!!! v quickly decided on the CAKES.... It was a piece of Choco mud 'n' one of Black forest......

The choco mud was a real beauty....Made of dark chocolate with grated chocolate as the topping...... Wow!!!!!!! We relished every wee bit of it.... with hmmmms..... and yum yum yum........ The bakery guy would have wondered if v had come straight out of the mental hospital...... for it was a scene worth it..... Two hungry souls trying their level best to take smallest pieces of the cake..... Before v could realize, the choco mud had disappeared... Then v took the black forest to task!!! The blackforest was picture perfect!!!!! Rich chocolate with creamy icing n a lovely red cherry sitting right on top!!! Lucky I......for Breee does not like cherries.... So i had the icing cherry. Breee n I were beaming ear to ear....... What a feeling that was...... Blackforest on the table.....n ur best friend beside........ what a day...... We paid our due respects to blackforest n let its soul (50-50 of course!!!) rest in piece (oops peace!!) in our kutty tummies

Feeling elated, v got ready to leave the bakery (of course after paying the bill :( !!!!!!). But Breee...... who till then, i thought was a incurable R...... also turned out to be an incurable cake eater...... V still had some bucks left with us..... Greed crept in silently.... Of course... both of us were equally hesitant to ask each other if the other needed another of something... But the smile on both our faces said it all....... V made a roundabout turn n walked back to the cake counter..... This time it was a choco Mousse.... Dont ask how v got the pronunciation right..... V jus managed to point to the delicious cup n asked for it..... OMG!!!! another choco base.... The bakery man gave us a weird look (to hell with him...whats his problem when v pay for what v eat????? I dont understand now nor did i then....).. We settled on the same table with our new sweetie.... We started eating excitedly....but lo, our tummies couldn keep pace with our appetite.... With hardly 2 spoons down the pipe, v were full!!!!!!!!!!! Not in a mood to give up on the tasty, creamy, mouth-watering, dripping, yummmmmmmy........ mousse , v did a bit of shaking, standing n rocking to accommodate some more.... Finally, v managed to empty the cup to the last bit..... Gosh...... v couldn get up!!!!!!!!! With much of deliberation, v crawled n crawled and came out of the bakery... Thank God v were bankrupt.. Or else God knows what else v would have tried!!!!!!! Walking was never so difficult for both of us who actually love walking...rather gallivanting.... Every step seemed like a mile......... Its another revelation that we reached office.....Everyone in office looked suspiciously at us for v had told that v were going out to have TENDER COCONUT WATER!!!!!!!!!! Could tender coconut water have such an effect on two kucchi souls??????? Nobody questioned though.... Our guilty conscience stopped us from telling the truth..... But the jumbo combo of 3 cakes had its effects almost instantaneously... Bree n I were in a state of hangover!!!!!!! Our speech was incoherent.... thoughts jumbled!!!!! we kept vaguely mumbling about mud and forest and mouse..... Nobody understood the context....but v managed to cook up a story for that....

Phew!!!!!!!!!!!! But what a day that was!!!!!!!! It was almost like a fulfillment of a lifetime ambition……Hey Breee!!!!!! Can never forget that day!!!! Hope there are many more days like this to come (touchwood!!!!!!!!!!!) N my dear kudumba isthiri…….. v have not left u out… this was a different treat… .Bree still owes us that blackforest treat…………. Bree, don’t forget!!!!!!!!

Un theeno cakes ki kasam!!!!!!

Monday, November 12, 2007

Marriage........................



SHE says.....................

For every girl, marriage is an memorable event filled with mixed emotions.......... A new World to step into........but at the same time.............. leaving behind the most comfortable, caring and nostalgic memories-filled World!!. Every girl is sent with loads of 'goodies' which r to become her possessions.... But what about those cherished invaluable real souvenirs treasured for ages????????...........like


* the first cartoon picture which got her a star from the art teacher

* the first pencil box..... though unrecognizable, it would still bring a smile onto the face

* the half-chewed Natraj pencil

* the ol' little teddy bear.... with one ear missing

* the half used crayons

* the first birthday gift

* Greeting cards sent by friends for years
* the dear old BSA SLR cycle.......
* the collection of teddy bears.........of different sizes......

* that Physics, chemistry, Biology record (painstakingly copied??? n written at times, OMG!!!! those wonderful pictures of dissected flowers, frogs, cockroaches!!!!!)....... which had successfully fought its way with the PG medical books to remain in one corner of the shelf

* the table rose plant which had been tended to for so long.......

* the friendly vegetable vendor who had been there right from when the girl had been a toddler...calling her 'papa' till date... Wil there be someone in the new neighborhood to call her 'papa' any longer???

* the mango tree companion.........the kutti kaka.......... can somebody give him the new address???

* that one odd earing which a dear friend had given as a token of love n remembrance..

* the 6th Std maths answer sheet which has a 100/100 score with a V. good scribbled next to it by the favorite maths teacher

* the first pen-pencil ever bought

* the still good hero pen

* the first pillayar (vaguely resembling him though!!!)made out of clay.................


..........Can the girl carry these 'n' other rugged possessions along with her?? wil it be valued n appreciated??Other than her parents, can anyone else realize its worth?????

and above all.............................. leaving the family behind.................... as the d-day approaches, its sadness more than the excitement......


HE says..................

OMG!!! For guys, with marriage comes a free add-on!!!!!!! Responsibility..... The guy is probably expected to be more responsible for his seemingly docile wife than for himself..... How on earth could a funky, care-free, tomboy become Mr. Responsible overnite??????? Too much of an expectation...... forced to make enough room in his jam-packed masculine closet for her things.... guess devoting the space in his entire heart for her is easier than vacating a quarter of the closet!!!!!! Some of his dreamgirlz' posters might have to be unceremoniously removed.......to give her that feeling of a goody goody boy....... will she be able to adjust with his parents n siblings??? he will have to be the perfect neutral pointer in this very delicate balance...... Wil she understand me??? -----Fingers crossed!!!!


He 'n' She together say.........

Wow!!!!!!! here v go!!!! A beautiful Dawn, a wonderful beginning!!!!!!!!!!!!! Better-half!!!Loads of promises n surprises!!!!!!! unparalleled love n affection..... to last a lifetime!!...to fill in the countless days to come...................................... A relationship garnered with trust, understanding, small compromises, a few spicy fights, baseless misunderstandings (of course those that do not last for more than a few minutes!!!!!!!!!!!) and above all.........the feeling of Belonging!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Now that's life!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Thursday, October 25, 2007

When friendz fight!!!!!!



Am sure every single soul on this earth who has one genuine friend would have experienced what it is like when the dear person is not in touch.... It creates unfathomable, unexplainable and unbearable pain which would make u feel that dying is better... or u could jus melt urself away rather than face it..... jus disappear..... One small misplaced word, misplaced emotion can play havoc.... Its true that u could jus start talking to an perfect stranger n become thick friends..... such things happen very rarely..... Friendship is like a sapling which needs constant attention and care to hold to its ground firmly....its based on this stability that the small plant grows into a tree and bestows bountiful joy......

When friends fight, the entire world comes crumbling down.... small things and incidences which had resulted in a laughter riot earlier seems irritating and mundane...... Betrayal, disappointment, anger, frustration, aloofness, depression, irritability...... the feeling is a mixture of all these.....and above all, its the pain..... the heart aches incessantly...the only wishful feeling is 'how i wish it had not happened!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!' ............We tend to think 'Oh God, y with me????'

Its a person's ego that prevents him/her from talking out the misunderstanding..... The smallest misunderstanding, if left unattended to, can cost a lifetime unhappiness (because u can never forget a genuine friend no matter how bad he/she had been to u) whenever a thought about that (ex) friend crosses ur mind..... Of course, there are some who talk at the friend's back..... I dont include them here.... they jus simply dont deserve...
Its been well said that ' A person can cope-up with the death of a close friend (the fond memories are enough to keep one going), but not with the death of friendship'. It creates a lacuna in the heart which no one else can fill.....

A moment of stupidity could destroy a friendship, but jus imagine the world of happiness it would bring if u could sort it out??? At times a third person may be needed to tighten those loosened nuts...... So never let go a chance of being a screwdriver....it could make a world of difference to someone... Its only that i dont have a screwdriver....

So people, think twice...... Learn to shed ur egos a bit... n never hesitate to give ur friend a second chance....... Maybe that could be your only chance.......i did it n am happy i did..... Yes, the hard feelings cannot be cured completely, at least they could be tended to with ur friend's regained love and affection
Dont let betrayal be the reason for remembering ur friend!!!!!!

Friendz forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Friday, October 19, 2007

If we were in a different world!!!!!



We all are always scared of ghosts!!! isn't it??? Well well, i should confess i was even scared to write this blog for the fear that I might hurt their sentiments... (if they really do exist!!!) Of course its another thing that some might feel that when u (dont want to mention who!!) n me can exist, they can also (they r better than us...) 'n' its for that someone that i have decided to write this blog. Dont ask me if i believe in them.... I JUS BELIEVE IN GOD, NOTHING ELSE.....
Keeping aside the fear factor (effect of those bloodchilling, creepy n frightening movies...)...... jus imagine the advantages of being a ghost ('good', 'humble' n 'sweet' ghost i mean....)
1. Can watch ur favorite star's most awaited movie....first day first show... no tickets required... u could jus sit in one corner or keep flying above the audience..
2. Watch a cricket match standing right next to the umpire or wicket keeper... (Oh wow!!!)
3. Sit on the beach sand well past midnight
4. Travel in buses, flight or train (if u r bored of flying or just disappearing from one place n appearing in another) free of cost (wel wel, as humans, some have done that in buses...U dont have to be a ghost to do that!!!)
5. Fly off to places of ur choice.. (Australia, Antarctica....my favorites)
6. Climb mount Everest (u can fly of course...)
7. Sit in a chocolate factory for days (esp Chocolate Almond) n hog as much as u want..... (one technical question arising here would be 'how can a ghost touch, feel n eat something??' right?? Well i jus told u na 'good', 'humble' n 'sweet' ghost... So its possible!!!!!
8. In India-Aus match, help the Indians by distracting the Aussies... (not fair i know.... but my patriotism is superior to gamesmanship!!!!)
9. Walk in the middle of Mount road at 9.30 am
10. Jump along with the descending water in Niagara falls
11. Explore Bermuda triangle
12. Walk in the middle of Ocean
13. Dive into Great barrier reef
14. Jump into a volcano
15. Walk through Amazon forests
16. Sleep in a Lion's cave..................
Hey, the list is growing long!!! OMG!! Hey me feelin' scary again... wil stop here.... My human conscience is stopping me........
Biology classifies my friend n I under 'Homo sapiens' (though if u ask some of our teachers, they would feel otherwise!!!) !!!!
Happy to be a human being!!!!......always......
Ganapathy Bappa Mourya!!!! (Hez always there to save me..)

Monday, October 15, 2007

My cute li'tlle buggy Bree...oops.... Sree!!!!




Wel, am writing this bug sorry blog out of shear compulsion for my dear buggy friend Sree wants to comment desperately...Shez been bugging me from yesterday evening to write a buggy blog....she does not understand that writing a blog can at times be bugging...esp when a bug is behind bugging to write a buggy blog...So my dear Bree...sorry again, Sree...i dedicate this bug...oops...blog (Am getting confused between bug n blog??? because of Bree) to u..Hope u had a wonderful bloight (night) yesterday...I do hope my yesterday's prayers were answered.... (U REMEMBER???- a silly buggy bug biting u on ur big nose n bugging u!!!!) Let ur day today be filled with buggy incidences..Have a Wonderful Buggy day!!!!!!!Jokes apart, herez one cutie bug whom i would always luv to have around...
Blurray!!!! am sure i have succeeded in bugging my buggy Bree....... ooooopssss...this is ridiculous... Sree with this buggy blog... Bree (I give up!!!) herez the buggy blog open for ur blomments (OMG comments!!!!)


Bleers!!!!

Sunday, October 14, 2007

My trip to heaven!!

Saturday (13 Oct 2007) wil be one of the most memorable days in my life!!! A trip to my own place.......my heaven... the name of the place is Sreemushnam...Till that day, Sreemushnam had jus been a part of my name....... was told it was once owned by my great grandfather...so the name would run down the generations... Sreemushnam is a kutti village close to Chidambaram.. A huge temple right in the heart of Sreemushnam!!!!!. The temple is considered as one of the 8 'Swayamvruksha sthalams'.. We were told by the temple priest that offering our prayers at this temple was equivalent to offering prayers at all the 108 Divya Desams.. A person gets the 'Punya' of having visited all the 108 shrines....a shortcut to Moksha i should say!! I felt totally at home there...everything seemed so familiar..so dear...the affection was almost instantaneous.. I jus stood there admiring the beauty of the place.. The fact that my great grandparents had been in and around that place for their lifetime churned out mixed emotions. I felt happy (for having visited their home), sad (that i could never ever be with them), proud.... the emotion is just unexplainable..No money or wealth can bring back that feeling... How i wished i could freeze that moment n stay there forever.... but lo, here i am, blogging...:). Well, am happy i at least got an opportunity to be there.. This experience is sufficient to last a life-long...enough life force to drive me around...
I feel very proud & privileged to have been born in this great family... This visit would forever remain etched in my memory........
My sincere pranams to my ancestors

Thursday, October 11, 2007

An Emotional Friday




Hurray, the weekend is round the corner!!! Everyone waits for those 2 wonderful days!!! As a result, Friday is a day everybody looks forward to... But this Friday is different!!! Its my mentor's last working day at office..... An silent thinker; clear-minded, authoritative (she deserves to be!!!) but a friendly person.... I started my research career as a member of her glorious team..... my God!! what fun we had!! we were a bunch of 7 researchers in her team....only if we had 2 more, i could say navagrahams!! in the sense, we all were strikingly different... we gelled well as a team! meeting our targets ahead of schedule.....we had loads of fun... our weekend started by Thursday afternoon for we were through for the week by then... Chamu, my mentor (THE TL actually) never complained... I fondly call her Guruji.... for she was a guruji for us in many sorts..... we have had our moments of laughter, heated arguments, meetings (the way she would refer to us 'enn eniya makkalay'!!!).... those were the wonderful days!!! i would give up anything professionally to be back in her team... It was her confidence in my abilities which made me a TL in less than 3 months... I owe it to her in a way!!! Shez always been there to clear my silliest of doubts...


Am sure to miss u Guruji...


U balanced things well........ the best thing is u shared our bit too!!!! U r leaving behind shoes which no one else can fill........ hey too senti senti na... well on the cranky side, many people cannot have the same shoe size na!!!! ;) jokes apart, everything what am telling is right from the bottom right corner (!!!) of my heart!!! I have heard ki thats where our emotions are stored!![I have left out my debate here.. when brain is the organ responsible for our thoughts, how can we feel sad or happy or emotional from our heart???] My friends sree n bhavi, "dont grit ur teeth after reading this"!! I have eaten their brain (rather heart) enough fighting over this matter!!!

Hey Guruji, sure to miss u............... I wish u loads of happiness n pleasant surprises in the wonderful life u are about to start.....
MISS U ALWAYS!!!

PS: Hey chamu, after all these, at least now will u get me homemade avial?? I'll surely be there for ur wedding!! I'll land in the Mandapam when the previous kalyana party is still there!!!

Eagerly awaiting avial!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Monday, October 8, 2007

Popcorn's day out!!!!!!!!!


Well well, my friend dhu dhu wanted me to write a story or an incident in my life.. So suddenly remembered my popcorn making adventurous, ambitious project.... :) This happened when i was in 12th Std. My friend came to me beaming on a Monday morning.... Being a curious pot, I asked her right away... Almost expecting my question, she blurted out that she had made popcorn at home (successfully) the previous day (Sunday of course)... I was surprised... till then i didnt know that even a lay person could make popcorn.....at home!!!! without that revolving drum... (sorry...i donno the name of the equipment...) if u r not aware.... jus check out at Sathyam....... I asked her the procedure n decided to try it out at home the same day.... The day seemed to be unusually long... couldn't hide my excitement.... After reaching home, i took money n dashed to the nearest store to buy corn.. After succeeding in buying one, i returned home elated... After much of begging, my mom suspiciously agreed to lend me her neat n tidy kitchen to try out my project.... My mom kept asking if i knew the procedure... Well i quickly ran my friend's conversation in my mind... I wanted to tell my mom [am not sure...] but out came the reply... (To my surprise!!!) Yes ma... So i took the kadai, added salt, turmeric, chilli powder as my friend had told... n finally the corn.. (hey copyrights reserved for my recipe... no plagiarism!!!!..). i kept tossing n tossing....nothing happened...then finally it happened!!!! One corn jus burst open...n there!!!! I could see the familiar popcorn.... i was overjoyed!!!! jus wanted to call my mom n show her my masterpiece!!! She was in the pooja room (very pious she is!... was probably praying that her kitchen should be safe n sound at the end of my gatecrash!!!!) But OMG, before i could open my mouth to call my mom, something hit me on my face!!.......n then right on my head!!!!!.. I was too stunned to call my mom, witnessing what was happening before my eyes..... All the corns in the kadai were popping n flying in all directions... some of them managed to target me...I couldnt comprehend what was happening..I thought something was wrong, jus turned-off the gas n ran out to my mom... My mom saw my terrorized face n was alarmed!!! But something brought a naughty smile on her face.. She rushed to the kitchen.... n lo.....the entire kitchen was filled with popcorn.. Popcorn on the kitchen table, over the water pail, floor, window, sink...cooker....everywhere....except in the kadai where it was prepared!!!!!!.....What a scene it was!! My mom's kitchen had become 'Me the great's playground'... Was preparing myself for my mom's words....but she started laughing.... I was confused.... She slowly picked up a popcorn from my head....Well i should say the popped corn was very loyal... it had stood firm there (clinging) inspite of my PT Usha sprint to call my mom!!!! My mom couldnt help laughing.... I felt bad initially, but thought it wise to laugh with her... I wiped the tears of joy n picked up the popcorns.. Was happy that even i had succeeded!!! The next day, I told my friend; after making her promise 'n' number of times that she wouldnt tell anybody nor would she burst out laughing........ n finally when i did tell her, my my!!!!!! i should say the popcorns burst a bit gently.... She roared with laughter.... Finally, when she was in a speakable stage, she said ( of course in between her laughter riot) that i had forgotten something major!!!!! ---------To close the kadai after adding the corns!!!!!! Gosh, what a mistake that was!!!!! Well, till today, i have never made popcorn at home... However, whenever, i pick up popcorn during the interval at theatres, i remember that great day and a smile crosses my mind!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wednesday, October 3, 2007

What starving is like!

Well, as usual , towards the end of the day at office, i was hungry... my hunger pangs were aggravated by the thought that my friend Sree would be having samosas on her way home...... Was desperate to dash home n gobble whatever came my way....within my reach.. As i entered my sweet home.... i announced (as usual) that am hungry... my bhabi gave me a sympathetic look (unusual).....my mom too..... terror struck me to even think that there is possibly nothing readymade for me to eat... My mom said i could have dinner in another 10 mins....but after visualizing my friend happily devouring the samosas, i couldnt settle down for rice.... oh no!!! V had run out of chocolates stock...(well well i should confess that with 'ME THE GREAT' around, my mom could never succeed in stocking up chocolates..) :) Not even biscuits.... Oh how i love biscuits.... My affection for biscuits shot up astronomically yesterday.... Finally, i solemnly had the normal biscuit (dont wanna reveal the brand... dont want to be sued by the company!!!!!) which i had stocked to feed the mango tree baby kaka which visits me everyday.. I felt guilty though for having eaten its share.. :(

My orkut astro had said "luck is on your way". Was wondering if that luck had taken the wrong route again... Being an staunch Orkuter, my luck finally did click.. On the way bac from my regular temple visit, i bought butter biscuits which i happily hogged after reaching home.. My bro got chocolates (US) which his colleague had gifted.. My day was done!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Orkut ki jai ho!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My sensible friend!!

Enough of cricket... Thanks to my 2 friends... openers... oops!!!!!!! Eye-openers...
From now on, its gonna be Chak de for Hockey n then Cricket!!!!! Have taken a vow to understand the game of hockey... enough of long-on, long-off, cover-drive, short mid-wicket, leg-side.. (for time being of course.. ) Anyone knows the

length of the hockey stick?
No of players in the playing eleven.... oooooooops playing team?
Basic rules?
Time alloted?

Somebody enlighten me!!!!!
Wil be bak with a bang!!!!!! ho ho!!!!!

Tuesday, October 2, 2007

Ind-Aussie

Oh not again...... Aussie thrashing us in our own backyard............. Somebody should teach Sreeshant manners.... Aussies r aggressive verbally.. but they prove it with their bats also... V...phew... jus otta vai........ But Dhoni & co. r here to rock.... Me hoping n praying fervently for India to bounce back... OMG!!!!!! Lage rahe India

Monday, September 24, 2007

India Nay finally Chak diya!!!


Hey Presto!!! Wat a match!!!!!!full of Ifs & BUTs.................. finger-biting, nerve wracking, heart-squeezing, brain-cracking (if one had one!), blood-freezing, lung-draining!!!!................. My goodness.... This match would have made even Mother Earth stop for a while n watch with anxious eyes!! It had everything........ fear, suprise, tension, anxiety, agony, desperation, frustration, hope, despair, longing, hopelessness, expectation.........n finally.................. RELIEF!!!!!!!! Infinite dollar happiness...........

Oh Dear India... Finally Chak Diya......

Chak De India

wow!! Ind-Pak finals...........20-20 WC!! Unbelievable.... Jus Hoping i dont bite off my fingers......... like my dear friend Sree.................. Young team with a matured heart!! Lady Luck will decide it today!!! Who wil hold the cup?? Whose cup is it anyway????????????