no .i din go clubbing

its 12:47 am , January one , of 2011 .

i bet its going to take me at least a week to write 2011 correctly , instead of 2010 in the date column .
just for one simple reason that 2010 had been great for me.
for starters i got to know a lot of people .
people who talk and make sense.
people who want to create a difference in this world ,
people who have created a difference in this world ,seriously !
people who inspire ,
people who irritate ,plastics and people who are made in china (if you know what i mean).



what have I done REMARKABLY in the year 2010 ?
nothing that would change this world ,
nothing new i can claim that i am excellent in .
honestly i had been very inactive .



so what am i going to do about it ?
well i made a plan ,
i wrote a list ,a long list of things that i want to do and achieve in this new year
and by every month , i am going to make sure that i get a tick mark next to everything in that list .
one by one .
this process is going to be honest , and with sheer dedication just for one simple reason that the world has no time for losers.


i of course am not going to disclose what my list contains ,
take it from me ,it doesn have anything like
" i should put on some meat"
"i should become a mommy"
"and then i should get married " and horse shit.

but
its genuine ,
its attainable ,
it requires some sacrifice ,
it requires absolute dedication ,
it requires effort,
it requires strength ,
it requires knowledge.

and this year ,
i AM going to make a difference, if not to the whole wide world , at least to my world .
i am .
i will.
i bet.





2011 !
you better be nice to me , else i am going to make you be so .

amma's signature sambhar

i am typing this furiously cuz my mom is looking at me through the corner of her eyes ,
and i want her to know that i am actually doing something productive now. (!)

every mom and daughter will have this thing ...
or at least we do .

i don have a sibling , and she becomes my sibling sometimes -
sister , more like a younger sister who 'd pester me for everything and take all my cosmetics and spoil my lovely shoes* ..



we argue .
a lot ,
for almost everything ,
and it ends up like this ...
she'l rush into the kitchen and start frying something
( i am assuming she imagines what ever she is frying to be me / my dad sometimes when they have a fight )
and i 'l throw whatever is in my hand and sit in front of the comp and start typing something ,
its during these times that i actually find the time , 'find the time ?' , yeah , to do something like an incomplete record ,
an incomplete accounts notebook with over ten question marks in red ink on one page ,
(common , i arrive at the balance sheet straight without calculating anything else in the problem and , even the balance sheet ( copied from my beshtie ) goes ridiculously wrong ! )
a company law project that should be submitted the next day morning at eight sharp etc .

now lets come to the point ...
why is she so mad at me ?

because i refused to tell her what exactly i do on Facebook for hours together everyday ,
and she was bloody curios to know .
i did try on my part to explain what it was ,
refer : Google's social networking sites literal meaning cuz thats exactly what i told her .
but she is MY mom .
she wanted to sit next to me when i go on Facebook .
i refused .
obviously, i do not want her to see who i am " married to " and who my children are "
yet she dint give up .
she kept walking inside my room pretending like she had some work , just to have a sneak peak into my Facebook world .
hilarious it was !
so i made her sit next to me and explained how the whole site works ,
how the whole world is connected through it ,
how to waste time on it . literally !,
how to access games ,
how to block friends ,
and all how to's related to the same .

she did not get as curious as i tot she would get regarding my relationship status or who my children were ,
but she got curious about something .
guess what ?

fishville !

she had always wanted a fish tank , but she dropped the idea of having one cuz someone told her that the entire house begins to stink if the tank is not cleaned properly , and we iyyengars aren supposed to have fishes and other so called - considered- to - be - "impure" animals.
rubbish ! i know!

when she saw this fishville thing , she got sooper excited .
so everyday after i am done with my regular facebook routine , she 'd play fishville through my account ,
believe me or not , in two weeks , she had over two fifty fishes in three differnt tanks .


now i had logged into facebook ,
i was busy checking some random profile .
okay , not some random profile ,
the profile of the guy who my younger sister ( cousin) was dating ,
i had to see if he was worthy enough , oh! common , she is MY family ,
she was online too
and we were busy discussing about him also his "i am a super cool guy pictures" .
that is exactly when amma wanted to play fishville cuz it was time she sells her fishes and cleans her tank or her fishes 'l die .
she cant use the laptop cuz she needs an account to access facebook/fishville.
and i denied to give the comp/use my account .
i told you .
i was busy stalking .
i tried convincing her that i was "busy "doing some "important" work and i'd let her use the comp when i am done ,
we argued,
she got pissed ,
and i immediately logged out of facebook ,
she couldn do anything about it ,
hence the frying's of India happening in the kitchen now .


its time i go and apologize to her
after all its amma
plus i am able to smell her delicious sambhar =D
trust me , its DELICIOUS .
dinner time .







PS :amma is not like any younger sister .
never uses any of my cosmetics neither does she spoils my shoes .
in fact she never uses cosmetics at all and
she is the beautiful-lest woman i ve ever known slash seen or even heard .

but you got the picture there right?
2.almost every post of mine has a PS , o.O!
3. and i am hoping that amma actually thought that i was doing something productive till now on the comp else i am screwed .

okay .
bye .

hey ! maha .. right ?

five hours of freedom at college .
bunking.
shopping at Chennai's biggest mall.
bumping into my 4th grade classmate, who was apparently my best friend then .
having lunch together and yapping a lot ,
college ,
politics,
boyfriends,
breakups,
achievements , (!)
cricket,
ups and downs ,
AIDS awareness, (!)
commenting on random people,
daring to pull a guy's ponytail ,(who was also wearing aviators INSIDE the mall . STYLE! )
wanting to buy sooo many things and making a list of them as drafts in our phones,
comparing our current tastes , likes and dislikes,
zuckerburg-ing AND successfully finding two of our 4th grade batch mates ,
(one lives right next to my place and the other at Sydney)
goodbye gifts and hugs ,
ride in the rain,
back home ,
blogging .


moral (s):
1)bunking is best part of college life.
2)i always bump into someone when i go to any mall .
3)shopping is too much fun .
4)i can recognize people even after 9 years , no actually she did.
5)facebook is a part of our lives now.
6) perfect girls day out is when you don't plan it but just let it happen .

boomerAng

6:45am.
"boom boom robot da robot da "- alarm alert. wake up call.

you : " seriously ? that's your alarm tone?"
me : yeah . rajnikanth fan \m/




it was not a typical Friday morning .
it was pouring outside ,
and i just simply refused to get up.
i looked at my ceiling and the glow in the dark stickers were smiling back at me ,
i had no mood for college that day .

yet , i got up , and got ready .
why?
because listening to your favorite track in the lowest volume and riding is an ultimate bliss,
especially when it rains .

have you ever tried that ?
early morning rides?


empty roads ,
no over takings ,
no signals,
lovely music ,
cool breeze ,
the precious silver liquid drenching your body ,
making you feel absolutely beautiful,
automatically a smile will pop up on your face .
i love that feeling !
if you haven't tried that yet , you sooo should .
trust me . its just LOVELY.

where was i ?
yeah ,so i got ready ,
took my bike and went on the road .


anything beautiful always has its own drawback .
rain ?
puddles of water ,
irritation i tell you !


i was happily riding ,not noticing an auto beside me ,
i went wrrooooommmm ,
splashing water on the auto & the auto driver ,
the passengers were safe , they had put that curtain .
their luck!
the auto guy started chasing me ,
he was yelling in local Tamil ,
it was hilarious ,
i was able to listen to his
" yei ponnu !arivilla? ipudi thanniya vaari adikiriye ,
mula irukka?
yei nillu , yei nillu....!"
in spite of beyonce and shakira singing together for me in my ears.

translation : "hey girl, don't you have any sense?
you should be insane to splash water like this .
hey stop , hey stooooooopppppp....."

but i just flew.
i was laughing over this ,the whole day .

now , 15 mins back ,
my mom wanted me to buy some groceries ,
iPod on ,
my lovely black oshos on ,
happy feet happy walk,
and i had gone to Spencer's daily ,
when i was coming back ,
one auto from no where, suddenly came in full speed and just splashed an entire puddle of water on me .
believe me or not, i was completely drenched ,
head to toe .


this might be a petty thing but i realized something,
life is like Charles Babbage's calculations .
it calculates your intentions and actions ,
so meticulously and accurately ,
and returns everything back to you with simple interest , compound interest and ever possible interest without any mercy.

e*O

all of us have it .
you , the person sitting next to you , everyone .
no exception !
sometimes in life,
in spite of the fact that you clearly know that you are wrong ,
you just cant put yourself down and accept the reality in front of others ,
including your closest ones , including your parents.
you argue.
pointlessly.
aggressively .
continuously.



this can spoil anything
and you know that it will.
its a war between your heart and your mind..



you will never understand the velocity of words
you will wanna break all the bonds
you will wanna hit yourself hard and the other person*
you will wanna do all rubbish BUT justify yourself
you will blame the world but never yourself for anything
your mind will run in all different directions...

have a glass of water and give yourself 5 minutes.
you will cry!

its the heart that always wins at the end,
and your mind 'd be too tired to think of anything sane .


that is when you will need love
that is when you will need care
that is when you will need a HUG.


its 1:00 am and i don't have any idea as to why i wrote this now.
may be i am insane .


oh !then ,

this is when i need love
this is when i need care
this is when i need a HUG
and this is when i need YOU .







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* - mainly the other person . lets be honest .

to you

there are very few people in this world who you can actually count upon .
no matter what .
no matter when .
no matter whether you are right or wrong ,
you just know that you have them on your side .

they never suspect you ,
they never get tired of you ,
they never want to get rid of you ,
they never say no to you ,
they walk beside you ,
they never nag you ,
they cry along with you ,
they never let you do anything alone,,
they never push you to do something ,
they 'l never find any fault in you ,
they 'd be your pole star.

to them you are just perfect .
or way beyond perfect .
all they care about is you .
very genuinely !

to all those people in my life ,
to be very specific - 9 of you ,
my life is incomplete without you .
and thank you for being there for me ALWAYS =).

i have no idea why i wrote this now ,
and am too sleepy to write anything more .

many more posts coming up .
on you , for you .
and its going to be legend .... wait for it !

now how should i react ?

how do you react when someone sings "happie boithday" to you ?
blink?
stare?
smile like a child ,that looks at something bright for the first time?
or sing along?



it was her birthday and we were schooling then.
we "were" a gang of six.
seniors included.
she "was" the shortest ,
stupidest ,
majorly emotional ,
over reacting ,
always sneezing,
hygiene conscious,
lazy to clean ,
avil addicted,
partially insane,
BUT one really caring & lovable Leo.

we wanted to surprise her , and all of us planned to cook for her , go to her place before she could reach there and surprise her.
(she was a Bessie resident and she used to travel by school transport which almost went to every part of Chennai and then dropped her)

now that the plan was made , and everyone were okay with it , someone had to call her sister , who was almost always home , i mean she was doing her CA :P
let her know about the whole thing that was planned ,
get their parents permission, permission? yeah , we were a bunch of hooligans , they lived in a quarters , things had to be set etc etc . so:)

ahem . i took up the responsibility ,
called her land line , thinking and hoping that her sister would pick up but, guess who did?
the person for whom the whole plan was made, picked up .
i dint know Wat to talk because, like i said, i was hoping for someone else to pick up .so just blabbered something and kept the phone .
after my trial , another "friend" of mine tried calling her land line ,
what happened to me .. happened to him ;P
my "friend" who was an engineering student told her that he wanted to talk to her sister to clarify something regarding doing C.A ;P haaaha!
watte watte!

finally all talks were done and we decided to execute the plan on august 14th*



two "friends" cooked, no actually, one guy cooked, one guy helped ,
kadai panner ,
jeera rice,
paranthas were made!
cakes were bought to confirm the presence of the one who was a part of our gang then but wasn't in town that day ,
party poppers were in ,
gifts were ready ,
the birthday girl and i were in the same class , gang etc , so i had to finish school , take an auto and go to her place before her ,
bloody these auto people in Chennai , i tell you , if you don't know the city or to bargain you'll spend your fortune only on auto's ,
one guy asked me 300 from mylapore to Bessie .
WTH!
but yea , finally i took another auto ,the guy asked for 70/- but dropped me for fifty!
yay my bargaining talents.
i did reach there by time ,
everything was ready.


we were sitting in her hall with the cake all set ,
having the usual gaagaa conversations ,
pulling each others leg in which i was damaged the most sadly that day ,
waiting with party poppers in the hand,
teasing and commenting and all fun elements ,
a while later we heard foot steps , someone climbing the stairs, it was her

she came in , BOOM DAMMMMMMMMMMAL , went all the poppers .
hahaha! like i told you in the beginning , she dint know how to react like many others . i am included too.

funny part , she went to the dining hall and splashed water several times on her face to checked if ,all that was happening around her were for real and was trying to calm herself! :D
it "was" truly a surprise with "abundant love" and she couldn't take it all at once :D

then the cake cuttings , followed by the "eating ceremony"
trust me , sometimes guys can do things genuinely well.
the food was ammmaaazing!
even her parents and sister loved it !
just that i was a poor eater then , i couldn't eat much .

later we went to her terrace ,all fun elements repeated .
it was a great day as a whole .

yea , about the gifts part of it ,
we gave her a couple of cosmetics ,
perfumes and
as mentioned earlier , she was short .
to help her with that , something else was "gifted" along.
she opened it .....
what was it??

A TINY BOX OF COMPLAN!

you should have seen her face!







*august 14 was reminded by one of my closesst friend , i suck at remembering dates &
the reason behind names not being mentioned in this post shall remain under cover for now .

kalos orisate !

heylooo world =D

here i come ,
finally ,
having my own blog ,
a place where i can write anything i want ,
a place where i can write about anyone i want ,
praise them ,
mock them ,
criticize them ,
love them ,
pay a tribute to them ,
tell them they suck ,
tell anything ,
like literally ,

and i bet i am going to love doing this .

well its definitely not just about others , i certainly will share my personal memories and adventures and those minutes that i think actually made my day or vice versa , the things i learnt , and things i should , things that i love and do not , things ... things like that !yes. you get the point !

but at the same time (ahem , adjusts throat) i solemnly swear , that everything you get to read in this blog will absolutely and solely be the truth without exaggeration .

so stay tuned .
lots more coming up.
feel free to leave comments .
and have a great day =D

love ,
maha !



PS : in case you are wondering what my title is about , it means welcome in Greek .