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A Hot Day and a Jump Over The hedge

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It was long weekend time ... For a change we did not go visiting any place, much to the surprise of all my colleagues. Though as the weekend neared, Rajesh's murmurrs started "We are not going anywhere at all. Why don't we go for a day's trip to blah blah ... or atleast half a day trip to blah blah ... ! Log agar pooche - Long Weekend ko kya kiye - we will say summit mall shopping gaye .. Cha! kya bore ho tum ..." Despite all his rantings, the weekend turned out to be a very restful and enjoyable one - he admits that himself now. All plans for "Fanaa" (one that i had been nursing ever since I saw that poster on rediff ) got washed out due to lazy waking-ups at 10 or 11 in the morning. With a promise that if the reviews turn out to be good, we would go next week - i diverted my mind to other activities. It was a damn hot time in town this weekend. With the mercury rising upto 97 on Sunday afternoon; there was hardly an inch free space in the pool in our a

I am the luckiest !

It is kinda too personal to be writing about my husband on a blog - well! that is the way I look at (not many may feel that)! But his act of yesterday's touched me so much that I thought I would put in a small writing to say just about how lucky I am to have the bestest husband in the whole wide world. He is the most caring, calm and loving person ; next only to amma. Well, you might say, everybody would say their husband is soooo caring, loving .... then what is so special about Rajesh ... Well, he is special ... He stands every single tantrum of mine without opposing or uttering a word. If we go to BK and it is ceasar's salad today ; and garden's tomorrow only because I want - he agrees. If I want to eat out ; so be it; If I won't buy raw banana because I don't like it - there is no objection. Every evening when I come back from work, there is a special snack ready for me at home; even it has been only seconds before me that he arrived. Tea is made the way I like

Missing Home

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I miss home .. waaaahhhhh ... booo hooo..... I cried one night .... I miss amma ... her calls of "viva ... endhuru mani aaru aachu", her wonderful tea with the "vatta" biscuit(as paati calls it) ; chattering away nineteen to dozen with her while she is plaiting my hair; the well-packed lunch box she gave me daily; her telling me everyday "tiffin box eduthundiya, kannadi edunthundiya; cell eduthundiya; seri po vera onnum vendam"(did you take the tiffin box, spectacles, cell - okay go you don't need anything else)" ; calling her once a while from office to chit-chat on what she is doing/complain about how appa inevitable always calls her when she is sleeping and calls me when i am at lunch; miss hugging her and sleeping a night; laughing and making fun of her when she imitates periamma by asking "thoongiyaaaach" just before sleeping... I miss amma.... I miss appa ... his grumbling about my chatter in the mornings; dropping me off at the bu

Zoooooooooooooooooom............

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I got my temporary driving license ......... yooooooooo hoooooooooo!!!!I passed the written test and took our car for a test drive to the nearest grocery store..... Admist my tension, not able to find where the brake/accelarator is , rajesh's running commentary on how to drive, the excitement of being behind the wheel on the main road for the first time, fumbling with the indicators, fuming at rajesh's comments .... accelerating when i should brake , braking while changing lanes .... I managed to go to the store and come back home .... I Survived !!!!

Mind "Blogging"

Recently I have been looking at a lot of blogs, and to my surprise found that almost 70% of the people I know - blog. It came as a very amazing surprise to me. I found a lot of what was happening in their lives in their blogs. I got to know of the recent past of many a folks, whom I have not been in touch with for the past year or so. I was very happy to see how this small concept of blogging has made the world seem so much more "smaller". It made me sit back and think how quickly and enormously the world of communication has grown. When I left school, I had only two friends I could keep in touch with , and that too because they were close to where I stayed. We did not even have a telephone at home, so I never took down the numbers of others. And then when I got to college, I kept in touch with friends through letters. I still remember the thrill that I would feel to see a letter for me in the letter board of the hostel. Ah! those long letters from Rajani, Smitha and Sirisha

The "Lady" of the Ring

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I always wore the one gold ring I posessed on my middle finger. It was a sort of desire to different from the routine of wearing it on the third finger, and a sort of rebellious act - when my father forbade me to do so, as the middle finger was supposed to mean the snake finger and one was not supposed to wear a ring on it (guess Americans would have a totally different explanation to give! hee hee). But it changed when I landed in the US of A. During my stay here, for some reason I was wearing it on my third finger - when one day my User asked if i was married. I said - No. He said - then why are you wearing your ring on this finger? That charmed me a lot - for at this point I was madly in love (luckily married to the person now), and it gave me a romantic, sentimental, mushy-mush feeling to wear a ring on my third finger and show it off to the whole world (Back in India, there is not much significance to a ring on a finger - atleast from where I come from). So much for an intro - tod

What Should I Write?

It is little more than 2 months since I even ventured in this way. Though I would open IE almost 96 times in a day, it would be only to type the one URL that launched the (currently) world's best application (because I am involved to a teeny weeny bit in developing it). But then though I was not-even-worth-a-penny(read free-at-work), I did not feel upto blogging, only because - I did not know WHAT to write. Just almost anything I thought seemed either too stupid, or too personal to be written, or too boring , or too-whatever-else-you-can-think-of..... So, I did the thing I am best at - reading other's blog, and as usual- reading Kumari's blog enthused me .. and breathed life into my otherwise dull fingers ... I decided i would shake off the thick coat of murk and dust shroud around me, and pen down something - even if it were a meaningless ramblings... Atleast I re-started to write...