Good heavens! My 400th post!

Damn.... that is a LOT!

Shah!

My 400th mark!

woot! :)


So, y-day was VERY tiring but fun also..:) Dee was with me..:) and you know what? I was randomly introduced to a person.. and we both smiled at eachother with the attitude "doesn't really matter who you are but yea now that we're introduced lets just smile and nod" kind of thing..

And later I got to know that that person is a blogger! :) and NO, I'm not saying who it was..:)

SO I paid 2000 bucks to get the saree draped, hair done and make-up only to realise it was a waste as I was drenched in sweat at the hall.

My mum wanted to see how I was going to look so she went to the salon with me. When the make-up was done the lady walked into another room to pick the hair-dryer.. so I looked at my mother and asked how it was....

She said "if you want to know how you'll look when you're embalmed, just look at the mirror.. the make-up you do on your own is MUCH better"..and she goes back into reading a magazine...

So then, the lady reduced the make-up a bit but it was still too much.. and I didn't have time to do anything about it..

Saree was draped perfectly and I did not step much on the pleats and felt quite confident..:)

Then, it was pure torture to stand and wait for the photographs.. and then to wait in line for almost 40 mins to make us walk into the hall in a proper manner and in order..

But I'm thankful for the guy who was sitting next to me. He was a good sport, fun and talkative so he didn't make me feel time passing when we had to sit for almost 3-4 hours..:)

All in all it was good.. Met friends who I didn't know were graduating as well... and it was good...

Best part - the Chief guest said she doesn't have permission to do this.. but on her count, we had to throw our motorboard/hats into the air.. and that was SO cool.. I highly doubt any parents captured that though...:(

Food - people were eating like they had never seen food before! So I stayed away without pushing others and being in line... and just had a drink..

I was sweaty, and my skin had turned oily and glowy! and it looked weird in some pics!

My feet were killing me....

And now I'm sleepy.. this is the perfect weather to be at home.. and Zzzzzzzz...

CIM grad day baybeh!

Oh yea...Took the day off..slept an extra hour... and had my fav Frosties for breaky..:)

I hate ironing..... sarees are worst! sigh! Last time my lovely bro helped iron the saree when I was going for a wedding... today must nag and whine and get mum to help..:)

and it's raining...arrrgghh!!

Grad experience is tiring.. and I don't even want to know how today is going to be.. the whole group picture.. then the countless speeches... oh boy!

Ok, me is off to run some quick errands for the mother and then need to run to the salon for nice hair-do and dressing and all ... One must look sexy when mature,educated and big shot white guy hands over certificate on stage..=D

I hope I do not step on pleats like I did last time (degree)...that was a disaster!

I hope I don't start pouring with sweat like last time... it ruins the make-up.

and I just hope it doesn't rain in the afternoon...

Ta taaaa..

Traffic lights, cop, and shoes

Y-day was another one of those work filled days at work.. and in the evening I so badly wanted to jog coz it's been such a long time since I got some exercise... other than the yoga ofcourse..

So I thought I'd take time to jog and come back to work on my way home to finish off my day's work... Somehow I got late to leave office.. so without putting my shoes on, I wore slippers and ran to the car park, started the car and drove to the ground..

2 friends were joining me and I thought I might get late.. Then on the way, had to stop at a set of traffic lights as a cop was directing all the traffic and since there was a round of traffic to be cleared before our time was up, I thought I'd use my time..:)

I pulled the handbrake, took off my slippers and first wore my ankle support. Then put my socks on and when I raised my head to look around, drivers in the cars on either side were staring at me trying to figure out what the hell I was doing.. they can't see anything clearly as it is tinted..

Then comes the hard part... the shoes.. somehow managed one at a time.. but couldn't tie the laces... and then I look up to see the traffic situation... and I can see the cop walking towards me...

My heartbeat rises...

I desperately think of an excuse...

tadaaa... I thought I would say that my contact lens fell and I was struggling..:)

But then, the cars behind me started to horn... and I realised our time was up...

I smiled at the cop..

A big nice girly smile..

And sped off..

And had a great jog! :)

Sultry voice?

Do you know how it feels to hear a 17 or 18 yr old boy say you have a sultry voice over the phone?

I do and can't explain it.

One word : weird!

There are times my brother's friends call and if I pick the call in his absence they go "oh, so you're his sister? were you abroad all this time?" o.O and then they attempt little chit chat!

And if I call the brother when he's with friends, all his friends go "Hi akkieeeeeeeee" and my brother loudly says "don't mind these retards". :D

Guys in office, when they want to do the whole prank call thing, the first person who comes to their mind is me! and I always decline.. unless it is very interesting.. but I'm not good at it coz if I know the person on the other end, I crack up laughing.

So yea... the voice part can be a very annoying thing at times.. buuuuuuttt... I kinda like the way I sound..:D

No don't go leaving me your phone numbers! :P or asking for mine.

Old age

Old people.... old age..... scares me.

When I notice old people I see these:

Walking slowly
Staring at the world
Listening intently
Taking time to grasp things
Needing love, patience, care and attention
Slow to understand
Hurting easily
Ailments and sicknesses
Prayers and religion


It scares me really... esp when I see my mum... and see her age and fall sick..

My mum's dad died a long time ago when I was schooling... I used to be a stubborn kid at times. My grandfather loved me too much. He would always look for me when I was here in SL.. tease me.. bug me... all coz he loved me.. but I only wanted to be left alone.. I was rude to him... whenever I said something rude in a stern and angry tone to him, he would only smile... I would complain against him to my mum and grandma.. and they would constantly tell him to leave me alone...

Every month when he got his pension, he would buy loads of chocolates and give me and brother our share and distribute the rest to kids in the lane... He had a tattoo on his arm and smoked a lot...

Then one day he got sick and was in hospital for a few days.. I never went to see him... but when I finally decided to go with my mum, the day I went to the hospital he died a few minutes before I reached...and when he died I didn't feel too sad...

Today I understand all what he did and meant.. he never meant any harm.. he only loved me too much.. and I wish he was around when I was able to understand these things, just to give him that hug he deserved and wanted... to do the things I used to do with him when I was really small.. like sit in the garden with him... my hand placed on his dark bald shiny head and singing songs...:) taking the dog for a walk... and reading his diary with him..

His diary has my name all over it... stating each and everything I had done... and it's only later I understood what a star I was in his life...

If only I had one chance.... to be nice to him and show him love...

But, I was good to my grandmas as I was able to understand at that age... and so, have no regrets... except the fact.. that I missed the chance to give him a good long hug of love...

I'm taking many a stroll down memory lane these days...

Preferences and other things

Had a very heavy bladder as I walked into office this morning... and when I walked into the washroom it suddenly dawned on me, that sub-consciously we tend to have toilet preferences. Usually in offices, we have sections right? So that a few people can go at once... and are you the sort of person who has a preference? For eg, in the current office, I prefer the right-hand corner one and I always see myself going there and use another only if my preference is occupied by someone else.... Have you realised that? Are you like that too?

Somehow that sounds like something RD would say, ain't it? :)


Y-day was having a bit of a rushed day and there's a guy in office who's always chewing bulath (betel) and one of the heads in office had given him a bag full of the mix that goes into it.. and I saw this bundle of dun-kola (tobacco) and asked him what it was like to chew on that alone and what the 'high' was like...

He explains that there's a small 'kick' that comes out of it and so I asked him for a piece to try... He's more of the elderly type and he suddenly widens his eyes in a dis-approving way and tells me not to even think of it.. and grabs the bit of tobacco from my hand and puts it into the bag..:)

My father and uncles used to love it... and if they were traveling with me and having it, I would sternly say 'no spitting while traveling. only when stopped, open the door or shutter and spit." Coz otherwise it creates such an ugly mess! and I've had tough times cleaning them off!

How did the family get this habit? One of my uncles was a heavy smoker.... after a long time he stopped smoking and found the joy of betel, through which he still gets the 'kick'. :) and the other brothers followed eventhough they were never into smoking.

Everytime I see what Paris Jackson had to say about her father, I just cry.... coz I so feel the little girl.... I so do....

Wondering

Sometimes I wonder what it's like to be a reader of this blog..... and not the writer....

Inner self & blogger-nymous

Inner self :

Is struggling to break free

Hates being controlled

Wants to move out and live free

is a spendthrift - VERY unhealthy

loves chocolates - esp White

is totally fed up these days..



On a different note, Went for a friend's engagement (which was like a mini wedding) last night. Was seated at the table with batchmates and engaged in different conversations...

Randomly a friend ask : "So how's the blog going?"

Me : * wide eyed and nearly chokes on piece of ribbon cake* "How did you know about it?"

friend : "Someone told me about it long ago.. haven't read it for a long time.."

Me : Hmmm.. Ok *gets back to eat the rest of ribbon cake piece*

Sigh - The world can be a much smaller place that you thought it was..and news spreads far and wide!

One Last chance

It's one of those 'I've found a perfect song' moments.. Been listening to "One Last chance' by James Morrison over and over and I'm so in love with it.. somehow it speaks to me and I'm so caught up in it... It's just awesome!! there's another song if you like to try out 'Nothing ever hurt like you' which makes me feel it again...

Thanks PR (pseudorandom) for helping me find this great talent!! :)

Below are lyrics..

In my life I don't mean much to anyone
I've lost my way can't go back anymore
Once I had everything now it's gone
Don't tell me again coz I've heard it all before

Some people say that I'm not worth it
I've made mistake but nobody's perfect
Guess I'll give it a try

I've got one last chance to get myself together
I can't lose no more time it's now or never
And I try to remember who I used to be
I've got one last chance to get myself together

Time has come for me to change again
I can't carry on like this, I will lose my friends
Don't say that you have given up on me
Just give me the time and space to heal my head

Some people say that I'm not worth it
I've made mistake but nobody's perfect
Guess I'll give it a try

I've got one last chance to get myself together
I can't lose no more time it's now or never
And I try to remember who I used to be
I've got one last chance to get myself together

I don't wanna be misunderstood
I've got to take this chance and make it into something good

Some people say that I'm not worth it
I've made mistake but nobody's perfect
Guess I'll give it a try

I've got one last chance to get myself together
I can't lose no more time it's now or never
And I try to remember who I used to be
I've got one last chance to get myself together


Video Link is here


Linked the video as the net is damn slow today!

Change

The silver moon
Pitch black sky
Sterling stars
Cold and calm breeze
Make a nice and peaceful night

Calendar dates
Running wild
Seasons change
The world moves fast
But I’m stuck, so it seems

Broken strings
The rains falls
Music plays
Coffee brews
The mix is good

I feel
Some things are
Still undiscovered
So I need to move
To feel alive

Everything’s blurred
At this moment
But when it’s right
I’ll move
And never come back

I want to leave
This world behind
Step into
New faraway soil
For a new beginning

May the blessings
Rise to many more
I need to move
Rise and shine
As that is that
The divine one needs to do.