Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Smalltown Round Up- 09

The curtains are coming down for another year.
Hmm.. 2009.
To be honest, i rather hated the whole 2009. Its more dark patches than the sunny ones.
And the sunny rays are the friends i made in this year. :)
They make life happen.

January was when rudra was dumped.
Hours spent on bitching her.
(sorry kd).
Building friendship.
Birthday-not so awesome. Missed college buddies more than anything in life.
Discontinued post grad entrance.
Worst decision in my life.

February was friendship.
(Am telling u, people can fall in friendship.
I have.
One more valentines day.
I watched TV with a vengeance.
Waste of a month in life.

March was more waste.
Ate my memory stick.
Major fights.
Major makeups too.

April feels hazy.
Like a pot-free wasted zone.
Sony gave birth to Jo. :)
Our four's first baby.

May is blank.
I was supposed to study.
But i didn't.

June i had that godforsaken exam.
Had an awesome time at Di's place.
2 days with her and H.
Old times.
FB addiction.
Started on twitter.
Life was imperfectly perfect.

July was busy.
New Job.
Twitter addiction.
Meeting all those cool people..
And life was getting so much better..

August was cute.
I was getting ahead in blog.
Farmville. :P
Pallavi and Chetan and Nabeel and Adi.

September is Onam.
Meeting Jo.
Love was seeing a kid for first time and knowing that you will love him forever.
Because you love his mother.
Life is stable.
Durga Puja.

October started with determination.
Got over Twitter.
And fickle online friends.
Met Di. More Chubby.
Loved her more. If its possible.
H is engaged.
And Love. It was. :)

November was sick.
Fever and Yellow.
Stayed home.
End of Temporary madness.
Beginning of strong fransheep.

December is happy.
Healthy and working.
New possibilities.
Lots of friends.
Still lonely at times.
The awesome awards.
Christmas cake.
Happiness :)

Bitter sweet year.
And towards the end its been sweet.
I am thankful to all of you for making the sweet memories.
Harsh ones too.
And for being there.

Now, 2010.
Hmm.. I will write about that in coming year :P
And i got a hitch that it is going to be LEGEN....
wait for it..............

Friday, December 25, 2009

Merry Christmas!!

It was FANTABULATIC this year :D (see i discovered a new word for it!)
And all credit goes to aQQui. He was getting restless without much fab food at hotels, so he got out of his tush, cooked an awesome meal which had Fish vattichathu, Beef varutharachathu, and Chicken aQQui style.(We could not kill more animals :|) The first two would sound awesome to you if you were raised in mallu land or tasted usual mallu food.
And I made an awesome cake! As i promised! Yeah, i left the baking tray in oven in mom and aQQui's charge and went to work, but their taste in baking is kinda mediocre and they waited 30 minutes more for the cake to gain the colour of usual plum cake which was totally unnecessary and turned a bit dry, but still awesome :D ! Speaking of plum cakes, you know, in Kerala plum cake does not have plums at all. Its just dry fruits soaked in rum(Yeah baby!). This made a lot of confusion when i was searching for a recipe online. And finally i got really pissed off and did a collaboration work :P And no complaints so far!
And today, i had work(Damn it, hospitals do work on holidays x-( ) so mom packed me lunch and all, but around noon i felt like i am going crazy and on a stoke of brilliance, i left work, returned home, almost ran for a while, then when i got home, the lunch was ready and mom was dialing me to say about it and me and mom announced i am a Christmas miracle :D. i know, crazy :D. So we had a good lunch and i went back to work.
[Me: This is what i call a rich lunch.
Dad: This is what i call a poor me. :P]

Now i am super tired from all these commuting, and super sleepy, but i cant leave you guys without a big wish na? So, Amigos, A Very Merry Christmas to you all, an extra special one for Sony and to Jo, who is celebrating his first Christmas.
So, see you all soon, till then, as Tiny Tim said, God Bless Us Everyone!!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Smalltown Girl's Annual Award Giveaway- 09

Prologue: I decided to do this annually. So i am doing it. This year its going to be usual ones seen in Google search, from next year i will try to be more genuine and the awards will be personalized. Yeah Baby , personalized :D! And this is for those whom i knew this entire year through blogs and who gave me immense support and comradeship and awesome reading material throughout 2009. So anyone who feels missed out, tell me. I will apologize, i will beg for u to forgive and i will feature you in the head liner of my blog. May be not the last one :P.

So here it goes.........

1.Rudra Mishra- Rudra, apart from being one of the closest friend of mine, is one of the first person i knew who blogs. He always makes it a point to read my posts, comment to me personally mostly(not cool dude!) and says my blog is great :D. He initiated some of my posts which were just recollections of mine he forced me to pen.He is also a published bengali poet though i cant understand his poems i know that they are awesome. So being the closest friend and the support he has shown me gets him a....
2. Disha Pandey-DQ and I met in one of our insomniac hours. And we commented back to back in one of my post. Her blog is beautiful, like her. Baahar se naughty, Andar se good. She is crazy, emotes a lot and writes all these into her blog :D. Later we became friends through FB. she joined college and stopped blogging and i believe my pestering can revive her :P So here is to a...
3. Aditya Sanyal- Adi is net junkie and his blog dates back to the invasion of Genghis Khan. Kidding, but still you got the point na? The guy used to blog in 2004. (WTF was i doing in 2004? :|) And till today he blogs in regular intervals. I mean, i hope i remember i have a blog in 2014. Amen. So checkout his posts because his humor is quirky and he replies to you. Always. Give it up for one awesome blog :)

4.Rajlakshmi- Just writes awesome, her short stories are good and they won prices!! And she was always there with comments and support for me. I am yet to know her personally, and we are working on her blog template. I think. So this goes out for an elegant blog.
5. Nikita- Nikita was my blogger buddy since the beginning of my blog i think. She has been a bubbly funny girl, who has a cute style statement and in one year she is this career oriented, studying in Leuven, in lovel, still stylish and still comments in my blog :) . Yo stylish blogger!
6. Arun Chembilath- Aka chembu, is my brother's classmate and he is one of the most different guys i have met in my life. Different in a good sense, in thoughts. He is a good listener and a good follower. He has immense talent in writing and still, he is the laziest person ever. So i believe this is a kick in right direction :P
So thats it for now!! Thanks to all these guys and all the best for everything you people are into. And thanks again. And signing off! Ciao! Everyone have an awesome Christmas! Me going to bake that plum cake now. Something tells me its a disaster waiting to happen. All about it later, bye!!

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Award Shaward

I was always curious about blogger awards. I used to see those in random blogs and think about those. Mainly i thought why i never got any :P. They are cute, they show you appreciate and care, and they are absolutely free. :D
So i, your very own smalltown_girl, who never got any award, decided that i will give away blogger awards for people whom i appreciate. Every year. People whom i came to know through blog and whom i appreciate as bloggers. And this wont be given to awesome bloggers who doesn't know i exist. They don't need my award na? So, literally, t
his is for my Blog buddies!! Yay!
I thought December is the time for that, as an year is ending and we count our blessings then. And as it is the giveaway season and all. :)

So wait for it...* drum roll*...

"Smalltown_Girl's Annual Award Giveaway!!!"

Mmm, you think Christmas Eve is a good day to declare? OK, thats it. See you then.
A tradition begins :)
Its going to be LEGENDARY!!!

Monday, December 14, 2009

Birthday Babes

Today is the birthday of 2 awesome blossom girls in my life. My one and only best friend Di, and Mom's. (actually Mom's is on Dec 8th, but according to mallu calender birthday falls on 14th. Its complicated.)

So, they both got my gifts prior to the day, both complained a bit, both liked it.. yeah i do love them, even though there are days when i wonder why. :)

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Picture Perfect! (One can always hope na :P)

My brother aQQui has recently taken to photography. Well, he was always into it, and Mama, who is inhumanly besotted with him(yeah, poor me!) recently gifted him with an SLR cam. Now a days he might forget one of his kidney at home, but never leaves for anywhere without the cam and the puma bag which holds it.
In our family, i inherited all the artistically challenged genes from dad. So i have no idea about the angle or the exposure, but i am generously endowed in the curiosity department. So sometimes, on a whim, i pick up the camera(along with it a thousand instructions on how not to destroy it and occasional shouts like 'careful!' and 'watch where
you are going!') and go around the house. Then i hide whatever i took, so that aQQui wont see it and start making fun of me.(Well, as i do admit i am a loser in photography, he doesn't try so much.)
So, methinks, I, your friendly neighborhood smalltown_girl, will occasionally expose you to the horrors of my other life as a lazy and lame shutterbug. :D
Cheer up na.. I said OCCASIONALLY!! And trust me, i am not into it. :)

so here goes the first 3.. Go easy on me!

And the next would be our dog, Rocky, as he gazes at me with love and a little bit of apprehension.

I will see you wonderful people soon.. till then, enjoy the season, smile a lot and god bless!!

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Rudra, Chetan Bhagat and a Parcel full of Love~ :)

The parcel came yesterday evening. It was not a surprise or anything. I had pestered him to death to send it to me. Still i was so happy when the courier people called me. Then on the way from work i collected it and smiled throughout my journey home. I couldn't wait and i opened it during the walk from the bus stop to my home(2 mins), even though i knew exactly what it had.

The book and the DVD.
The book i got him to send me with methods ranging from begging to threatening serious body harm. (True story)
The DVD, which had films of The Heath Ledger, our favorite actor.
And then the cover, where he had written my address in good handwriting. (It is good, don't argue!). I was seeing his writing for the first time other than in YM doodles. :)
And also, as he put it, loads and loads of love. :)

And he signed it Nemo. :)
What more would Dory want?

PS: I am still smiling
PPS: I am going to love this book even if this turns out to be the biggest bore since huge vegetarian dinosaurs.

Oh, Did i mentioned that Rudra Mishra is awe-quite a bit-some?
And if i talked once more about this, he is going fly down here and throttle me to silence.
Still :)

PS3- My 2 states review is here. Check out.

Sunday, December 06, 2009

Anthropology in Twitter- Gossiping.

Being in twitter is like being part any living community. Like a college. Or a colony. There are geeks, jocks, damsels, friendly ones, girls whom everyone likes, goodfornothings, observers, psychos, funny ones, weirdos.. just about everyone. So like every community, there are stories, gossips, random meetings, fallout's, crushes, love, hitting on girls, and guys, avoiding, friendships, new and old, sisterhood and brotherhoods, ogling, stalking... Just like any community.
I always thought twitter gossips were about celeb-tweeps . Well, i didn't knew any better. So Indian twitters mostly have gangs and cults which are interconnected. So you are friends with many, who knows other people, who knows someone else... well, no explaining needed. Exactly like how the story of Mr.Mishra's son and Mr.Yadav's daughter spotted in ice cream shop spreads.
I don't know how much of an apt candidate i am. I tweet less than normal, my twitter friendships are very less, but those i have are strong and not easily swayed. They keep me in the loop.

So, my experiments in gossips in twitter-

Me(in IM)- This ma***ne guy in twitter is spamming my pages!
AS- Mine too.
Me-Why is he spamming the timeline!! :O And with absolutely pointless stuff!
AS- Yup. True.
Me- I am unfollowing him. U do too
AS- na. I want to observe him. He tweets so much and revealing so less. I am curious.
Me- Besto with that. I am done with him.
*after some days*
Me-Whats with that psycho you were following? Any clues?
AS- Today i asked him what he is up to. Didn't went well.
Me-I saw. thats why i asked.

Me- So you and i follow only @SK mutually.
RK- Yeah.
Me- You know @SZ?
RK- I know, but i dont follow him.
Me- @PL? She is my best pal.
RK- Na. i used to, not now.
RK-No, not good tweets!
Me-Dont say that! I am very close to him!!
RK-OK, You know @M from chennai?
Me- Na. Tell me. Should i know?

Example 3
Me- Whats with @*** and @* ??
FK- They are dating.
Me-Oooh! in twitter? thats so cute!
FK- Yeah.. we get to read all the PDA!!

Example 4-
GH- @SZ and @SD have known each other for long. I think they are going to meet in person
Me- Ah,happy endings!
*2 months later*
Me to @SZ- What happened to you and @SD?
SZ- It wasnt working out. We broke up.
Me- What happened?

Example 5
Me- These negative gossips are turning my head!
PL- Dont mind it babes.
Me- But so much is going on.. whom to believe.
PL- Stay cool love :)

Sounds familiar? Yup, the same stuff Auntyjee's talk over tea party. We talk it with a coffee and a computer. And we say "ewww" to gossips. :P
Add your own gossips if you want to. Or mail them to me!

PS-The conversations are real. Though the names have been changed to protect privacy. And my life. :P

Thursday, December 03, 2009


This is what is written on the incognito window of google chrome.

You've gone incognito.
Pages you view in this window won't appear in your browser history or search history,
and they won't leave other traces, like cookies, on your computer after you close the incognito window. Any files you
download or bookmarks you create will be preserved, however.
Going incognito doesn't affect the behavior of other people, servers, or software.
Be wary of:
  • Websites that collect or share information about you
  • Internet service providers or employers that track the pages you visit
  • Malicious software that tracks your keystrokes in exchange for free smileys
  • Surveillance by secret agents
  • People standing behind you
The last one simply cracked me up =))

Disclaimer-This does not in any case goes on to prove that i use incognito window for terrorist activities. Or any other activities. I am just observant, thats all :) This also does not mean i hate chrome. Infact i only use chrome. And to point out, its not because of the incognito.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

~*~December Mist~*~

December is here. Its my second favorite month of the year. January only beats it because of having the privilege of being my birthday month. Still December is so divine naa. Why?

In Kerala December-January is the winter. And as much as i love my place, i miss the cold and the dew and to be very silly, the snow flakes. The winter temperature here is around 20-22 'C, so no hope of anything remotely winter-y. Still its cold and somehow serene. And romantic. I feel winters are the most romantic season. People go on and on about spring and autumn, but i am in love with winter. And monsoon. But lets go with winter now, as December is here.

In my childhood days Dad got a transfer to a hill station. First we all were very sad as he had to stay away from us, and i was already at boarding and this left mom alone with Aqui. Then during the Christmas vacation, as we all were free and Dad wasn't, we went to stay with him. And those days are more alive in my mind than the last Christmas. It was foggy, and there was slight snowing, cold beyond bearable, i slept under a heap of blankets hugging mom, and there were sweaters and heaters and campfires and books and card games by campfires... It was like i slept and lived in a dream. I used to go walking in the morning(and i never walk usually) to feel the mist and the chill on my face, the dewdrops on my hands, the uncertainty of not knowing what lies before 3 steps and the sudden happiness when someone i know just mysteriously steps out in front of me through snow.. it was my best holiday ever. And i love December for it.

Speaking of holidays, December holidays are a favorite of mine. Though onam is awesome and all, i love Christmas too. Even though mom is religious, we were brought up to accept and celebrate Christmas. And it was a break of 10 days from my god-awful boarding school and it was in my favorite season and there are cakes!! I absolutely love cakes :D ! I can write a blog post about cakes.. Hmmm.. pieces of heaven i call them :) So every Christmas, there are so many many of them. We buy a lot, we gift a lot, we get a lot, we eat a lot... and i gain a lot (of weight). :P This years Christmas is going to be extra special as i am making the cake! And remove that frown from your face guys, i bake awesome cakes :) And i will post a pic for you all!!

Then there are the cards. Ah.. I really miss Christmas card craze!! Is it me or the cards are like totally out now?? During my college days, i used to make a list on December first week-(I am not an orderly person, so a list is like my ultimate devotion) -of people i want to send card to, of people i have to, of people i should, and i used to spend all my pocket money on those. Then i would get an unexpected card from someone and i would go "damn,what will i do for money now" and grudgingly shop for them.. And there were these cute little cards our girl gang used to distribute amongst us. They were so small and so cute, with little cute messages.. i miss those girls and the cute cards. I have a huge box of cards i received during college time and many many of those are Christmas-new year ones :) This is one thing i don't like about the virtual world creeping upon us. Even with songs and animation and all, e-cards don't make me feel anything. Its not personal. It doesn't have little PS and a funny comment. It doesn't have scrawled price tag. And it doesn't have that feeling of your heart jumping when you open it. [And is it again me or did card prices like shot up in recent years? Now a days i walk in to a hallmark shop and freeze seeing the prices.] Send me card!! Its like angels in little covers!

Then December holds the birthday of the two important girls in my life. Mom and Di. So this month really breaks my bank. But i love dispensing joy, so, i don't really care. Those two evil, devilish and incomparably awesome girls gets the best. I don't really care.

The point is... through life's rushes and races, stop a moment to look at the world around you and me. And appreciate little gifts of life. Sometimes you will be amazed by the kindness nature shows us.

Adopting two lines from Lenka's The show..

It’s a joke nobody knows
They've got a ticket to that show..

Monday, November 30, 2009



(Me searching Internet for "ideas for blogging" and "blog memes" are a good indication na.)

SO drop in any ideas i might use. :)

Sunday, November 22, 2009


I am this brave, i-don't-give-a-shit-about-what-the-world-thinks kinda girl (or i pretend to be so most of the time) but i do have more insecurities than I would like to admit. Especially when it concerns stuff i love. And the stuff i did with great care. And I am talking about my blog.
*Taking off the brave mask*
I have already written somewhere that I really really wanted to have a blog and i love this one like crazy and am very proud and emotionally attached to it than what is considered normal :P All people who have communicated with me should know it, blog related sentence is included in the first 10. And my friends are bored of my random shouts "why you people never read my blog is beyond me" or "this is SO going in my blog"(Barney Stinson, acknowledged) or " You know what i wrote about you in my blog, read it! HA!". Yup, i am obsessed about my blog.

So this brings to the insecurity part. I was 75th in the indiblogger rank list and suddenly it dropped to 57. May be the new bloggers around the block are all awesome, i thought. And later google PRchecker showed my PR had dropped too. (Here i don't want to remember this embarrassing fact that i once thought PR of 1 was the best and 10 was the worst, you know, like a countdown).
So this cant be good naa. I mean, either i am writing crap or i am writing bullshit. there is simply no other option. Am i that bad and should i go on are questions that do plague me. I do love this blog and i do thank all you people who reads through my * apparently* not so good literature. Thanks guys! Hugs!! I really appreciate it!

PS- Emo me is really depressing, rudeboy will swear on that. So, i-dont-give-a-shit mask back on and who cares about google? and indiblogger ranks. Am awesome. :P

Tuesday, November 17, 2009

The temporary madness called Love.

"Oh you are getting married."

"Well, not now, but eventually. They just found the girl. There are millions of stuff now na?"

"Oh. Good. Very good. Good for you. Awesome. Good. Really. Bye"

She disconnected the phone to the spluttering sounds He was making.

Well, that was unexpected, she thought. Not entirely, they always knew this. That what they had would never work out. There were just too many hurdles to jump.

It was just sex. Always. Good sex, mind you. Mind blowing. She tried to concentrate on that. The cuddling and the I-love-yous were all part of sex. The knowing smiles, the inside jokes, the silly fights, the bigger and easier make ups, it was all sex. Yes. It was.

She felt like hearing songs. Sad ones. They were more enjoyable. Thats why. Not because they make her sad. Not at all. Soft music is good for ears.

They were never friends in the true sense of the word. They both had different circles. Rather strong ones too. He had far too many female friends, she thought. She hated every single one of them. And told him so too. It was another joke. The acting jealous joke. She was acting. Yes. She was.

She drank another sip from the tea cup. The flavor was not registering with her. He never drank tea or coffee or any beverages. It was always juices when they went out. She always found it rather boyish. And that somehow made her smile now.

How it all began? They were both very busy, very career minded, living life to the fullest individuals. When they met, they both knew they liked each other and they were lonely and love-deprived. They knew they had immense potential together, they could bridge the emptiness that was was in their hearts and nothing serious or long term will never come off it. two states, to cultures, too families that will never meet and mingle. It was just oil and water.
So it was all an act from beginning. The flirting, the in-love talks, the hugs that lingered, prolonged handshakes.. Then on a mutual whim they decided that they were going to be lovers. In every sense. Without love or commitment. Anyone can get out anytime. Without hard feelings. And something like that.
It was awesome. The IMs in office hours and long phone calls to midnight, later parties and rented hotel rooms. It was simply awesome. There were no friction as they brushed conflicts aside. This was not forever. They were drinking on the ecstasy of love and togetherness. Since years she felt like a complete person. And that brought out the smiles. Wicked ones. Random ones. The one when she was collecting water from the cooler. The one when she saw his childhood photo. The one when she was dreaming while in an office meeting. She was happy.

Ah this wont do. Drat it. Sunday too. No work to get lost in. She let out a string of curses and wondered why she never thought of a mini bar at home.

The phone buzzed with new message. It was him.
"Are you ok?" it said. This made her smile. He was forever caring.

"Yeah. I am ok. :)"
She pushed the send button and then the tears started.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

The Seven Deadly Sins. I am going to enjoy my trip to Hell.

I always knew there were 7 sins and greed, lust, pride etc are some of them, but I never spared it much brain space. Today, I was sooo bored,(Blame on friends who go on camping trips to dangerous places in stormy season[i wont even cry if you die, i will simply say "i told you so"] and others who have a life offline)I had to blog something and nothing is happening to me in the damn sickbed(or deathbed because boredom will soon kill me).
So, I looked up the 7 sins. My, oh my, i am doomed. You see, i always thought that i am basically a good person. I am not perfect. I can be rather annoying, selfish, irritating, cunning, lying to save my ass, plotting when the situation demands it (jeez i don't need the list, do i?), but in my heart, I never wished anyone ill luck (well, only those who deserves it. :| ). And you know, I always had this feeling that I am OK, i am even good, i help strangers, i tend sick animals, i love the silly world for crying out loud. How bad i can be? And i was happy with my goodness. Until i saw the list. :|

THE LIST OF SEVEN SINS! or cardinal sins or capital vices, whatever!

1.Pride is excessive belief in one's own abilities, that interferes with the individual's recognition of the grace of God. It has been called the sin from which all others arise. Pride is also known as Vanity.
Now, why people say "Don't you have a little pride miss?" I am not vane, but I do feel happy when my judgments turn out to be right. Now, god is not going to come down and take the blunt when it goes wrong na? So why reserve him the credits?

2.Envy is the desire for others' traits, status, abilities, or situation.
This I am proud to say i don't have. Except when it is harmless. Not serious. For Fun. Wishful thinking you know? Damn it! :|

3.Gluttony is an inordinate desire to consume more than that which one requires.
Guilty as charged. No comments. Except that its not fair!! Well, someone should have made a list of what one requires. :|

4.Lust is an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body.
How was the mankind to procreate without this? We cant all wait for St. Gabriel to descend and Holy Spirit to get us pregnant na? What would all the guys do then? Go out of business? :D (Me thinks that story is freaking scary. I used to think as a kid what i would do if Gabriel came to me. I cant say i want to wait till i am a bit older na? This is holy business we are talking! Childhood me was a freak if u ask me!)
Coming back to context- Guilty. ;)

5.Anger is manifested in the individual who spurns love and opts instead for fury. It is also known as Wrath.
I get angry easily. My adrenaline bottle's cap is loose. On merest provocation, like not coming on time(please forget i am always late. Ah, we'll come to sloth later) or a seriously wicked villain in a movie triggers it. I will be grinding my tooth to powder faster than u can say aha! Small consolation- i come down faster! Note the point your Honour!

6.Greed is the desire for material wealth or gain, ignoring the realm of the spiritual. It is also called Avarice or Covetousness.
All nice names. You know what would be nicer? If someone would buy us nice dress and gadgets for free. If Sony Ericsson started giving out stuff. And food too, all free. Greed or whatever they mean by the term is only practical in a socialistic utopia and we all know how USSR was a huge success! So, i am guilty but i don't feel so, and God is so unfair in this!! He can conjure stuff na? :-O

7.Sloth is the avoidance of physical or spiritual work.
Famous last words. Chuck it! :P

PS-Posting this on children's day is not bad form eh? Posting this on World Diabetes Day sounded cool. The overindulgence and all that you know. :P

PS2- So what you say about me doing the 10 commandments?? No na? I guessed so :P

Monday, November 09, 2009

The Fever Patch (Graphic Data included, so faint hearts, skip this)

For all my life, since childhood, i had been ridiculously healthy.
When other children cried about sick leaves, i prayed for one, to no avail. When my brother who was a very sick boy took month after month away from the boarding, i was mighty jealous of him(He is rather healthy and muscle-y now days. As much as i love him, the world is not fair guys!sigh!). So my point is I was the healthy child. The one who never went down, the one for whom they never had to wake up at midnight for, the one who never got admitted in a hospital(except for eating too much bournvita one day :|). The perfect baby. Later the perfect one went on to be hmm, lets say rather on the heavy side. So what, i was still healthy. And through college too i was praying to get sick even though i bunked class to my heart's content there. Still healthy as a horse. Lets say i was too much confident.

So, 2 weeks ago, after a long trip and all, i went to work. On coming back, i slept for 2 hours and when i woke up, viola, fever!! I cant say i was depressed. I slept on it, took the next day off for fun(it was saturday and i don't like the fact that i work on saturdays) and by saturday evening things started to slip off my control. I might be lazy, but i loved my job and wanted no holidays these days as it would reflect badly on me and my paycheck. So i didn't wanted this fever.
For someone who wanted to lie down with a blankie and get pampered a lot throughout her teen life, i was not enjoying it when served in the silver platter. More like the damn fever was not letting me. The thing that annoyed me most would be the appetite. For a fatso with a decent appetite whatever happened, the fever killed it. I was weary of food and one day, for flavour, i made maggi noodles, as soup(Don't scold me please), nd its absolutely accurate in saying that i wont be eating maggi for a long long long time, may be never. Maggi did one thing though. It started the vomiting. From then, whatever goes in, comes out the same way. Thus i got pretty tired and dizzy and got more pampered. By this time my uncle(who is a doc too) got concerned as he see H1N1 etc daily and wanted me to undergo checkups and all. In a week, a severely malnourished, but bored and happy-to-go-to-work-finally me went out to my hospital. I was double happy. Finally the virus had managed to reduce my weight which i hadn't succeeded with :) And let me tell you, after all these troubles, if the virus hadn't managed that, i would have hunt every single one of them and roasted them in hell fire. Well, i was happy.

Now let me tell you the ill-effects of working in a hospital as a young doc.
1. you don't have many patients, so you have loads of free time.
2. As seniors wont be friends to you, you start befriending the young people in lab and x-rays, which is very close to my room in case of my hospital.
3. The lab tests are free.

All these factors culminate in what happened next.
One fine afternoon, a very bored me went to Lab and asked them to do a s.bilirubin after observing the obvious :| . I was looking very energetic and good, they scoffed at my request at first. But boss is boss[;)] so they took a criminal amount of blood from my veins and after a million calls in every 3 seconds(i love intercoms :D) they finally told me the value. Damn! Jaundice this time. :| Though they appreciated my thinking prowess and energy, they fact remained that i was sick again. When i called home with this news, all hell broke loose. Hell here is a literal translation of Mom. Mom just freaked out.
And so, guys,(if anyone is still reading this :P) the smalltown_girl is in sickbed now. And jaundice makes fever look like a picnic. Because now i am alright and has no symptoms externally, am literally tied down to bed, given absolute shit items as food when i am quite famished and craves nice food. Oh and am not allowed to move and all :| DAMN!
And what next? No God.. No! I think i was never meant to be the sick one. I just don't have the mettle for it. And all these years god was right. I am too weak to be sick!

PS: Totally unrelated fact- Rocky is sick too, a thorn in his paw it seems. Getting better faster than me :)

Thursday, October 29, 2009

And that almost summarizes it! Almost.

:) I Love this image.

PS: if anyone has any copyright issues with this, say so. I will remove it. Please don't sue me.. Can't you see the innocence in my eyes? :D

Saturday, October 24, 2009

Smalltown Life Update!

I felt like blogging and have no idea what i want to write and what i am going to.
Phew! That is a first! :P
I have this test and interview on Tuesday, for which am not prepared for. Jesus, tell me one place in the world where there is no MCQs to haunt me! I am going to settle there. And mind you, that better not be Pakistan or Palestine or Iraq! Lets settle for a no-bomb, no-MCQ area. :D
And the most unfair stuff is that the 10th class exam is going to be optional from next year! WTF! Already its grading system and now no exam too?? Why it was not so some 10 years ago(OMG I feel so ooold :( ) Then it was like "You better score well missy, or you are going to get an awful lot from your parents and your teachers and you wont get a plus two seat and you wont have any friends and you wont be anything in life and you will shame the whole family and before all that why cant you just suicide" I envy the kids now :((

In the past month i have learned how fickle online relationships are. You hold on to your mirage of friendship and you wont even admit to yourself that its all gone and what you have is a rather pissed off mood and heavy heart. Not so pretty except in films.
So advice folks.. that too free :D - Do not get into anything with anyone whom you cant hurt physically when you are angry. Violence doesn't solve problems, but relieves a lot of undue stress.


H got engaged. She was the last of my single best pals. But as i reckoned in this post about my best friends, we are going to be fine. So huge congrats goes to the guy for bagging the best chick on the block. She is awesome and I pray she stays awesome too.


I have been in facebook for a long time now. Since June 2008 to be precise. Trying out all the applications and all.. Its fun. I once heard orkut is like a family meet but FB is like a pub. Totally true! Sad thing is all my real life friends, well, most of them, are still in orkut. :(
Me and Aqui were SO in to farmville, my parents got worried. We were like putting alarm to wake up and harvest and discussing the crops and animals over dinner. Now, me along with him quit the game after getting to some 28th level. Goes on to prove everything after a while is lame.
AM keeping in touch with my girl side with the Yoville, which is too girl-y for Rudra and Aqui. But bright dresses and very short cut off jean is oh-so-impossible for the smalltown me is rather cute and not to mention sexy. Now you can guess that my avatar looks like a ____. Right o!
Speaking FB, FB keeps me in touch with all my twitter friends!! Like Chetan and Shamz and Nabeel and Aneesh... Not to mention Adi too.


I am bored of twitter! Whomever thought twitter is a serious competition to FB has no idea how boring twitter can be in a long run. I have a rather low boredom-threshold, so i am telling this now. Anyways i got Adi and Pallavi and Chetan from there and for that a huge thank you goes for whom ever is concerned. Am thinking of stopping the social networking there and going back to my mini blogging days.


Love feels good.
Which does not goes on to say I am in love.
Lets say I have feeling it will be.

Adios, amigos! For now!!
See you soon!!

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Random Facts About Me Which Most Likely Would Bore You To Death -2

After the previous Random facts about me, i think its time for a new one, amazing that i know i am!
So, here goes..

  • I am super clumsy. Torn dresses, ink smudges, random cuts, fall on face.. ask me.. i have done it all.
  • I dont believe in lotteries or draws on anything that tests my luck. I am not lucky. If i was phoebe, i would say numbers are against me :P
  • I believe in ghosts. And i am scared of scary films. I really believe there is a video of THE RING circulating and if ever i see a spoof copy of it, am going to make a replica and smash the TV.
  • I sometimes read books just because i want to say i have read it. And i have loved many of those, like God of small things and Kane and abel. Same goes for movies.
  • Song can make me go nuts over them. Hearing one continuously for hours, hearing emo ones when am sad and get more emo... is all normal for me.
  • Rudra says i am a wanna be bong. I am not arguing.
  • When i am really happy or excited, i talk an awful lot. like blurting out stuff to strangers etc. I would prefer myself locked up then. :P
  • I suck at mathematics. Big time. There was this class test in 9th, trigonometry i think, in which i scored 0 and decided that i am dropping the subject as soon as i can, and i did. :D
  • I am afraid of heights. Its not like any phobia, i am just afraid. :P
  • I dont like reality shows unless they make something. Like food or clothes :P
  • I can not share silence to save my life. With strangers this gets me very fidgety.
  • When i was a child i used to think that i could sing, which caused a lot of situations which are grossly embarrassing when i look back :| The funny thing is Di cant sing at all and says she likes when i sing. It is only for her that i swallow my shame and sing out loud. :)
  • I fall in love with heroes in my books. Except Robert Langdon may be, but he is not so much interesting, is he?
  • I am a very physical person. I love to hug my beloved ones for no reason :)
  • I dont have a favorite colour. This annoys the hell out of me when i do facebook quiz-s.
  • On a stage, before an audience is my living hell. There is no other place i hate more. For proof, i have not been upstage in the whole of my college life, 6 years. Even for the send off when i really wanted to say something. And read this along with the fact that my friends used to say i had ADHD. Am weird :|
  • I do swear. More than i should. Am safer because my parents' mother tongue is not English.
  • Avoiding me really bugs me.
  • My favorite place in whole of world was room no. 212 in my hostel, small room, white washed walls with posters of Ganguly and Nadal, messy with a capital m and Di as my roomie.
  • If i grow old alone, it would be with 5 dogs. i would never be a cat lady.
  • In all my scary dreams i see snakes. They are like the animals that creeps the shit of out me the most.
  • I always wanted to live in Russia or Germany or Kolkata. It was for the love of Dostoevsky, World war and Ganguly respectively.
  • My childhood dream was to be a doctor, which i did and is very displeased with the childhood me. Not creative at all. I dont hate the job, but i think i should be in creative industry.
  • I eat a lot when i am depressed and happy. Depression hands me straight over to chocolates :P
  • I can not like someone with whom i cant have a normal conversation. I would say the best way to woo me is to be world wise and to know how to impress me with it :P
i believe i have not repeated anything, but as this is RFAM-2, it will be less interesting. So check out the first one! (yay, self-pimping!)

Take care fellas!! Love you all, especially those who comments :D

Monday, October 12, 2009

I was rummaging mom's closet when i found some very nice looking blankets tucked away in a rather obscure manner. I pulled them out and they were simply aww!!
Then, very conveniently mom came in.(She guards her closet like a lioness. I think there is family jewels or something i don't know of :P)

So i asked her where is this new blankets from.
Mom- "They are they for some two or three years"
Me- "Then why are we not using them?"
Mom- "Ah.. I brought them for a specific purpose"
Me- "And that would be...?"
Mom- "Hmm.. They are for receiving my first grandchild."


Mom looked at me pointedly.
Did i mentioned that i am her eldest and only daughter?

Oh indeed.

Thursday, October 01, 2009

Hooray! J in J!

my J in J campaign starts today. From Oct 1- Dec 31

What it is and how it is etc is a secret as of now.
It will all be posted on January first week.
Let it be a success. Fingers Crossed!

Pray for me, awesome friends of mine and fellow bloggers!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Gal Pals- Forever and always!

So, these days i am more immersed in my work(going and coming back, reading medical texts..), net life(twitter,farmville, facebook etc) and family(cooking, being there, fighting..). Believe me i was So not like this during my college days. I was this carefree girl who lived and breathed fun and friendship.
So, leaving my net-family-work schedule, this sunday i went to visit Sony and Jo. Four months ago i wrote about Sony giving birth to a boy and making me a Masi. So that is Joel, whom we all call Jo.
Sunday we(me and H) planned this 4 hour journey to see them. I packed and left my home at 6 and wen to the place i had to meet H. I knew i would have to wait for H. [H is the only person who comes in later than I,every single time. This is usually drives me crazy and amuses others as they wait for me and H. :D] So, H came in late, and i was SO happy seeing her, i didn't even made a face. So after a round of hugs, we departed for Sony's place and talked a lot on the way, which was SO like our old days. I thought this was because me and H are still single and not much changed. We got there and Sony was waiting for us with Jo in hand. I was rather afraid to find out that Sony would be so mature and changed. Nay, god loves me. Sony is as boring as ever :D and is as funny as i remember. Only Di was missing. We made a lot of fun over H, like we always do(she is a vegan and does accidental stupidity, which we all think is because she is vegan), had great food, talked like we always do, teased me a lot, remembered old blunders... it was like our cramped hostel room during internship,but not so cramped..

And we met Jo..
Joe is such a delightful child at 4 months. Sony says he wasn't so till very recently and i can attest to her calls mentioning sleep deprivation. Anyways, we all carried him around, he laughed for us, made happy noises and thankfully, didn't pooped on me or H. As he grows up, i promise i am going to be there for him, for fun and for serious stuff.

After lunch we both returned and on way back made fun of this girl who gave us some troubles sitting in bus (Buhahaha.. I and H are evil sisters!)..

It was like good old days.. Made me realise that my friends from those old days are still my best friends. I lost the casual ones. Gained some fake and real ones. But the strong ones are still them. My gal pals who knew the old me and continue to love the new me. I don't have to describe myself to them as i don't surprise them in the base levels.
Soon Sony is moving to Bangalore. And Di is off to Mumbai in few years. God only knows where Me and H would end up.
Am I afraid?
Even though seven seas and eleven mountains comes between us, we would still have this.
Our Flawless friendship.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

Today early morning mom went to the astrologer or jyothish. I am skipping the part where i wonder who in the name of god would do that.
So the guy, after a good game the stuff he carries around(again.. why god?) said that for the past 2 and 1/2years Shani was with me. Yes, Shani, the archangel of doom, the paragon of evil and the demolisher of goodness, the same Shani was with me the past 2 and half years.(And to think i cried so much for my loneliness :P) SO from tomorrow onwards its going to be Guru aka Mars who is with me.(BTW, have we found life there yet?) who is going decide if i will fall down in the ditch or not.
So i just survived the aforementioned Shani, (or about to, as who knows what will happen in next 4 hours :O when i am sleeping or watching TV :P) so i thought of listing stuff that happened in that 2 and half years. Good and Bad. And see how Shani was to me.

Shani Era- March 8,2007 - September8,2009

EVIL STUFF- As they always precede the good ones.
*jhan jhan jaang*(evil music of old hindi movies)
  1. Many of my friends go married this time. But cant blame Shani for that.. We are all grown up gals and it is expected. SO there were best friends amonst them. Many changed characters..Many lost contacts..Many became moms.. Sill every departure was as sad as cutting off a finger. Oh and did i mentioned that i am single. Which is rather awesome at times but attract a lot of attention in a small town.
  2. I have swayed through four jobs in a period of 1 and half years. None too good. Latest one is not bad, but a bit light on paycheck.
  3. I wrote the MD entrance twice and failed. It was Shani. :O I can understand it now. (Mom.. See!!) Lets just say the fact that i didn't studied anything doesn't count. :D
  4. END of my college and internship days. End to happiness of that sort, movies and trips with Di, Laughing fits with Sony and evil plannings with H. End of the happiest era of my life.
  1. I got my Laptop in this period. Without which i wouldn't be the same person today.
  2. I started my blog in 2008 august. That would be the awesomest stuff i have ever did in my entire life. And no one can describe how bloody proud i am about my baby.
  3. I became an Internet addict. From occasional scraps at orkut, i grew up to be a blogger, twitter maniac, facebook fan, YM'er and a general netizen. With not much dimension in life, but seriously happy :)
  4. I met many many awesome people. And Rudra too. My best buddy. The best person anyone can find in net. Or outside it. (i am not giving out his IM. I don't share ^_^)And i know in my heart that i will remember him at least once everyday for the rest of my life on earth( i dont know about Mars aka Guru though. :P) [So scene change- Rush ahead 50 years. Smalltown_naani is watching TV, rather squinting, when she reads the news "Arsenal Won the Premiere League" and she exclaims, "Somewhere in the world Rudra is wetting his pants with happiness!" Thats our friendship :) ]
  5. I read TONS of books in the last 2 years. And 95% of them are trash. But they gave me words and wisdom(which is, Historical romance heroes are good with riding horses and shooing at dawn and making love 6 times a night. :O Scary, But true, apparently.)
  6. I got styled up a lot. Before Shani, i was this girl who wore un-ironed shapeless sacs and grew long hair.( i don't iron sill, unless its a national emergency). And according to Di, my best friend, i have developed some shopping sense and looks better. Now i know how to wear a Sari and still stay on my fee, how to do make up on me and others and how to look less embarrassed about it.
  7. I got a job which being a less paying one, is still near home and has practically no work and a not so intimidating boss.
  8. Even though i departed from all my pals after college and we are busy with our own lives, they all are with me on a quick call, which we do often. Its great to have loving friends and without Di, Sony, H etc i would really find earth a bloody lousy place and shift to Mars :P
So, Seriously, 4 Evil Stuff Vs 8 Good Ones? NO contest at all. May be its my attitude towards life. May be astrology is all bullshit. But is always nice to see your life from a different perspective.

So How was my Shani dasha??

Sunday, September 06, 2009

Onam 09- in a very orderless post.

Onam is a family affair to every mallu. But for us its a nuclear family affair. Me, mom, dad, bro Aqui and Rocky. We all stay home, wear new clothes, make funny floral designs (pookkalam), Cook and eat in our style, watch TV and play cards.
Every year i would be away for most of onam's 12 days(its 12 guys!! not 10!!). Even last year i was at work. This year, as my new job is near home and has holidays, i was home (yay!) and i think all those years i was at hostel, were more fun. The anticipation and all.

Mom's hand had an injury just prior to onam, so unlike every year, our roles were reverse this year. I cooked and she make pookkalam. So we understood two things
1. Our pokkalam will suck despite who made them.
2.I cook better than mom. And i am faster. And organised too. And this is not being said because its my blog. Mom will agree. Still i am bloody proud of myself. :D *applause*
On the last day of onam, Aqui made biriyani, which went to prove that he is a better cook than me. :| :| and :|

About TV, the BIG TV we got last onam is running well. But the remote is not. Confession time- I dropped it in water. Accidentally. I swear. And no one in family knows.. they will tear me apart!! So shhh...

Its sad to see onam being branded as a hindu fest. Its SO not! Its a Kerala fest which celebrate the harvest, the richness, the food, family time and a very awesome king who lived godknowswhen.

Onam online was fun! And its so happy seeing all the mallu guys and gals interacting online and having a fest of our own.

So, Happy Onam :)
PS: i know tons of excellent pictures online. But why this? I made it. *shameless laugh*

Tuesday, September 01, 2009

Dus ka Dum- tag post

My twitter buddy Shamz911 tagged me too (among millions :P)
Still, it sounds fun!
SO.. I have to find stuff related to 1 to 10 in my life. Hmm!

  • 1 Love. Frankly, honestly and Sadly.
  • 2 Best friends. Di n RB. Di my closest thing and RB is closest too, apparently!
  • 3 Mobile phones so far. Alkatel(god know what model), Nokia6600 and Sony Ericsson K750i(which i bought with my internship savings :D). Yeah am lame!
  • 4 Jobs in 1 and half years. Not bad huh?
  • 5 Dogs in my life till today. Rocky(GSD current one), Dingu (Pomeranian cross, was really loved), Chelsea (dachshund , stupidest dog ever, died in an even stupider accident), Tommy(GSD, whom we sold ASAP as we couldn't manage him) and Chief (whom i don't remember as i was 2 then)
  • 6 Years Me and Di were room mates together. 6 most amazing years in my life. My Happiest too.
  • 7 th was my class when i had the first crush on a guy(or any person). Fellow class mate, buck tooth, brilliant student. Girls used to tease me is all i remember about him.
  • 8 AM Is the time i wake up every day. I am not a morning person!
  • 9 Sounds gay to me. Don't know why! And i support homosexuality.
  • 10 Was my age when i embarked on the rather horrifying journey to womanhood.

Tagging... The DQ, Nikki and Chembz And anyone who would like to do it..

Monday, August 24, 2009

My Twitterverse

The first i saw twitter, was in eM's blog. I thought what the hell and moved on. The next time it was in CNN IBN on a show about bloggers. This happened in august 2008, around the time i was giving serious thoughts into blogging. So i thought, this can be used for mini blogging, for small topics, quotes etc. Yet it took me another 6 months to start a twitter account. Then i promptly forgot about it. So when did i got interested in it? I followed the fake @ShahRukhKhan whom i didn't knew was fake, and he followed me back. And me, the "twitter-virgin" thought Oh-Sweet-Mother-Of-God-SRK-Is-Following-Me-I-am-Gonna-Die!! Actually i think that was on of my first tweets. (I said twitter-virgin, so you cant sue me)
So i continued, with lame tweets and following some lamest of the celebs, like @ddlovato @taylorswif13 @colesprouseofficial etc etc (Admitting all these takes a lot of courage, so i am actually not expecting that smirk on your face). And i never followed @mileycyrus, @kimkardashian @britneyspears @parishilton(though i did @perezhilton for a while) so, i was not THAT lame u see..(I unfollowed all of them you know,except TaylorSwift, i love her).
That all was before twitter hit me. HARD.
So after one month anniversary of my twitter, @MTVindia joined twitter. (I joined before the frikking MTVindia, and i consider that well ahead.) So after that, i started seeing all the social networking that is going on in twitter. Methinks, WhatTheEff! Twitter is mini blogging, and i am not going to chat to strangers there!! Never!! I have an account in every social networks for that! (My Twitter buddy who is reading will be smiling now. Don't do!I will tell @pallaviade ..)
So where was I? Ah.. my denial phase. So i restricted myself to minimum personal interactions, and did perfect mini blogging. Then my best buddy joins as @i_bleak (who deleted that account and resurfaced as @i_nemo and @rudramishra later. Thus i started talking to him, and another fab girl, @cookie_crumbles and blogger buddy @fishdoodls occasionally. Still, minimum talks, major silence. Then @madguy000 happened. (that was before twitter got banned in his office, now i tweet more than him)
After that, its all a blur.. I met some awesome people, @pallaviade @sizzler_chetan @KirtiB @shamz911 @softykid....Huge list, to which i will get later.
Somehow we, the awesome twitter people formed the #DDgang aka DESI DILWALE.. I don't know the member count or every single person in it. It is an ever increasing gang of desi people from all parts of country, who tweets together or #twugs each other. How can i describe it? Its total madness!!

So i some of my closest #DDgang members:

@pallaviade- We started slow i think. Rather unknowingly we became friends. And today i think am closest to her. We write long letters to each other and refrains from any other contacts than in mail and twitter. She would be the BOSS in DDgang. Masakali is hr name, which doesn't get wasted on her. Kickass dudette!

@sizzler_chetan- My twitter brother. Rather, i am his #twister. He is very sweet and innocent. Our Happy Dent. Cant stay away from twitter. And rather well-versed in web for a dental student(wasn't that funny?)

@softykid- My every day is incomplete with a fight from nabeel. Absolutely infuriating, irritating, leg pulling guy from TN who doesn't know tamil. Calls me fak doc, makes fun of chetan and don't have any respect for her Holiness ie me. Still i wont exchange him for a 1000 followers.

@shamz911- Fellow mallu, tweeting from qatar. as we both are from around same place, gets each other very well and have mallu conversations in gang, which brought him to gang i think.

@kp1200-Kanishka is a constant presence. He refrains from fights i think Dignified Thakur that he is.. He is the most successful guy in DDgang i think, but really modest and simple. Long live Thakur!

@KiriB- Kirti aka sunshine is one who lives up to the nickname. Everyone's laadli, she is super sweet and is the first person in the gang i talked to.

Hmm.. i think that's about it. Still there are countless members like @manushee (who is architect by profession n is totally cool) @_AtikiN (who is very bubbly n lively) @AanchalM (eclairs, which is rather @softykid's favourite sweet) @ashkd and @smilinggal (who needs a room, seriously)

The list goes on...
So does the fun..

Friday, August 21, 2009


1. What time did you get up this morning?
8.30. Later than usual. Tired these days :(

2. How do you like your steak?
Er.. well done.

3. What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
This will depress me. I think that was eons ago. Happy Days i think. Telugu movie.

4. What is your favorite TV show?
CSI NY. Makes me resent my life a lot. But so do Scrubs, even though i have patients and all. My colleagues and I am not as sexy as Zack Braff, which is saying a lot.

5. If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?
Anywhere but my home. Probably my hostel with the same friends and all. Or Bangalore, attractive place. :-P

6. What did you have for breakfast?
Maggi Noodles. he only happy reason i had o get off bed.

7. What is your favourite cuisine?
Chinese!! And north indian. Even though i say all these, South Indian is kick ass!!

8. What foods do you dislike?
Nothing really :D

9. Favourite Place to Eat?
Company and food matters, places doesn't.

11. What kind of vehicle do you drive?
Nothing. I suck at driving.

12. What are your favourite clothes?
Desi. Casual. Free.

13. Where would you visit if you had the chance?
Europe. I love that place as a whole. Especially UK.

14. Cup 1/2 empty or 1/2 full?
Depends on my mood. There are times when cup is over flowing and when cup is too dry :P

15. Where would you want to retire? no thinking of that now, i just started working. On second thought, France!

16. Favorite time of day?
Late nights.Anything goes fine for me then.. RB, Books, Music, TV, listening to rain, blogging...

17. Where were you born?
In a medical college the day the PM was visiting the city.

18. What is your favorite sport to watch?
Cricket, 20-20, knightridrs, so is F1, football when arsenal n Manc playing or in world cups, Tennis.. Even my brother playing counter strike. FYI, anyone know why people watch golf??

19. Who do you think will not tag you back?
No idea.

20. Person you expect to tag you back first?
I will just spread my raashi stuff and answer that. WTF!!

21. Who are you most curious about their responses to this?
Hmm. Yeah!

22. Bird watcher?
What bird are we talking? Girls?? Yeah :D

23. Are you a morning person or a night person?

24. Do you have any pets?
Rocky, my GS Dog.

25. Any new and exciting news you’d like to share?
I admitted my first In Patient. Its a huge responsibility and all. So, excited!

26. What did you want to be when you were little?
Doctor. Damn!! I will be the only one who became what she wanted to be and hating it SO much!

27. What is your best childhood memory?
Playing with Firoz and Anita, my childhood buddies, whom i don't have a clue on now!

28. Are you a cat or dog person?
Dog & dog only. I hate cats with a vengeance!

29. Are you married?
No. And i do pray i wont be in near future.

30. Always wear your seat belt?
Yes. Almost always.

31. Been in a car accident?
Nay. My brother drives awesome!!

32. Any pet peeves?
Grammar mistakes, for starters.

33. Favourite Pizza Toppings?
Cheese. What else?

34. Favourite Flower?
Jasmine :) ( i hate the perfume. YIKES!!)

35. Favourite ice cream?
Butter Scotch and chocolate!

36. Favourite fast food restaurant?
Anything will do.

37. How many times did you fail your driver’s test?
Never. That's the sad part. I still cant drive.

38. From whom did you get your last email?
Pallavi, if i don't count the twitter and facebook ones.

39. Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?
I don't have one. JEEZ i am smallown. Don't rub it on.

40. Do anything spontaneous lately?
Almost all the things i do are spontaneous. Like picking fights :P

41. Happy with your job?
Not 100%. But i reckon, i will never be.

42. Broccoli?

43. What was your favorite vacation?
Onam vacations. Too special. Family time.

44. Last person you went out to dinner with?
My family.

45. What are you listening to right now?
Thoda thoda pyar (Love aaj kal)

46. What is your favorite color?
Sunny colours. Orange.(to See, not to wear)

47. How many tattoos do you have?
Sadly, NONE.

48. How many are you tagging for this quiz?
No many as all have been tagged already and i am the last one to do this.

49. In What time did you finish this quiz?
3days. Good enough?

50. Coffee Drinker?
Yeah. Nothing beats coffee.

tagging Pallavi(back) and Rudra. All the rest (Chetan, nabeel, shamz etc) have done this i think. Oh and Chembz DQ and Nikita too!! My blogger buddies.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

I aM Def Bad..

Today i registered myself at IMDB. I love the site, but i totally don't believe in the ratings as i have loved some they have condemned and i hated some in their all time top rated flicks.

So the weird stuff is that, when i clicked on the link to complete the registration, the word confirmation they showed was,

*sex drive*

(select from * to * and see)

This can only be rivaled by blogger, who, for commenting in my own blog, once asked me to type DUFFER, which lead me to undo that option all together.

Monday, August 17, 2009

First of all, i have promised myself that i wont do another tagging. Hmm, but this is different i think. :| Pallavi just tagged me. So i might do one more. :P who cares??

1. I've come to realize that my boobs...
...are not going to look like Angelina Jolie's.

2. I've come to realize that my job... something which will never be 100% satisfying.

3. I've come to realize that when I'm driving...
...the cows will fly. that is, if i ever drive.

4. I've come to realize that I need....
...more self esteem. and freedom.

5. I've come to realize that I have lost...
...the days when i didn't gave a care about anything.

6. I've come to realize that I hate it when...
...i feel that certain people think i am not normal.

8. I've come to realize that money...
...matters. more than i ever liked.

9. I've come to realize that certain people...
...will never see sense. Or will pretend not to.

10. I've come to realize that I’ll always....
...have people to laugh with and things to smile about.

11. I've come to realize that my siblings... (only one is there) rather medieval even with all the branded cloths and sexy accessories.

12. I've come to realize that my mom...
...need me as much as i need her and wouldn't admit it.

13. I've come to realize that my cell phone... something i wouldn't be able to live without. Seriously.

14. I've come to realize that when I woke up this morning...
...i was thinking of what to cook and it was scary to think of my life after marriage, if there is one.

15. I've come to realize that last night before I went to sleep…
...that i don't have not many secrets from Rudra.

16. I've come to realize that right now I am thinking....
...that i should get ready now to get to work on time.

17. I've come to realize that my dad....
... is not as careless and selfish as i though he was. but close enough.

18. I've come to realize that when I get on Facebook...
...i like barn buddy. Even though its SO lame.

19. I've come to realize that today...
...i am happy :) .

20. I've come to realize that tonight... like every the alternate Mondays. Chat chat chat.

21. I've come to realize that tomorrow... another lame day.

22. I've come to realize that I really want to...
...get a hickey!

23. I've come to realize that the person who is most likely to repost this is...
...not Rudra :|

24. I've come to realize that life...
...puts you in sad situations and its your duty to find stuff to amuse yourself.

25. I've come to realize that this weekend...
...will be as usual, me, family, Rudra, blog and my DDgang.

26. I've come to realize that the best music to listen to when I am upset... rap, makes me wonder what they are saying.

27. I've come to realize that my friends...
...change often, except for Di, and i would never lack them.

28. I've come to realize that this year...
...started badly bad for me, and continue to be so.

29. I've come to realize that my ex...
...really loved me. It was me, who wronged him.

30. I've come to realize maybe I should... ignorant, narrow-minded and selfish.

31. I've come to realize I love....
...the wrong crowd. always.

32. I've come to realize that my past...
...will never change. some parts were was beautiful, some shameful, which i will never forget.

33. I've come to realize that parties...
...are not for me.

34. I've come to realize that I'm totally terrified...
...when i think of the lonely road ahead.

35. I've come to realize that my family...
...does all these irritating stuff because they love me in their own weird way.

36. I've come to realize that my life...
...has not yet begun.

Tagging Pallavi, and not Chetan, as he doesnt have boobs. :D

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Wierdly Her's

A mutual friend's wedding.

"I love weddings" She says.

"I hate weddings" He says.

"Suits you"

" Ha! You don't mean that!"

"Why wouldn't i mean that?"

"Because, if weddings doesn't suit me, what will happen to you?"

" How is it connected to me? I will have my dream wedding anyhow"

"Oye, we are getting married, right?"


"What now?"

"Was that your proposal?"

"Well, Yeah!"


"What Hmm..?"

"Yes I will marry you"

"Good for you"

"Good for YOU"


"Why are you sulking now?"

"I still hate weddings."

"But I love weddings!!"

(This event never happened and it will never happen. Sadly. This is my way of saying goodbye to Him. Now i have to find a way to let Her go too.)

Sunday, August 09, 2009

Springwalk (part 2)

continued from Springwalk Part1

In the months that followed, his late nights lengthened to wee hours of morning when he would lie back on his bed, with a smile, remembering her latest take on corrupt politicians stand against globalisation or the girly talks about hair care products and funky electronic items. He couldn't help himself from spiralling into her wonder world, she was funny zesty and vivacious. She didn't see him for the lab-rat he was. She saw him for his wit and sarcasm, and his knowledge in and out of net sphere and his takes on movies and daily life. They fought multiple time. She didn't liked him downloading movies from pirate sites. She called him thief and he hated it. She convinced him to buy records thus making eBay his homepage and a huge dent in his pocket. But she was happy, and that was a lot to him. She believed in global village. Everyone should be friends, she said. She endorsed branded clothing. She changed him externally and internally. A lot. To a point when even the people in real world started noticing him for his cool attitude and style statements. He didn't became the jock, but it was still better than the speck of dust he previously was. She won every arguments, but he didn't resented it. She was right every single time.
Once his room mate, who only talked to him when his gang was out or his mobile phone was quiet, asked him whether he was in love with springheels. He laughed at that. Yes, he loved her, more that he could comprehend. Like his unborn twin, his conscience, like grandma's hugs, evening breeze, like the gurgling voice in a baby's laugh, like midnight rains.. She was beautiful. He felt it in his bones even though he had no idea whether her eyes were brown or her skin was fair. She was his best friend. His life.


On the 18th of July, as usual, he talked to her for 5 hours, from 11pm to 4am, and said good night reluctantly and looked at his cold bed while shutting down his computer.


In another part of the city, the night watchman yawned outside the Ideas.Inc server building, where springheels resided, like millions of other bots, designed for the specific purposes to cater the growing demand for marketing tactics.

The End

Writer's (that is me :D ) Notes- This came to my mind one day while @i_nemo complained about random bots in twitter. After first part, i had serious thoughts of making it a regular love story, as i was too much in love with springheels myself. But i think this is better. I might be lame, but this is a serious attempt at being lame. Please leave comments :)

Wednesday, August 05, 2009

Emotional Atyachaar.

Recent past was rather silly.

and messy.

You know, sometimes we wish we were in total control of our emotions.

Sometimes it just beats you.

You cry at silly songs.
You stare at random pictures.
You imagine dire circumstances.
You make yourself tragic, even Shakespeare looks rather delightful.

Drama Queen I were.
Emotional wreckage.

Nice question.
Perhaps i would skip this one.

I should never have forgotten who i was and where i am supposed to be.
What i can and what i cant.
My walls and my limits.

I am a prisoner of birth.
Unchangeable circumstances.
Unforgettable limitations.
Unsaid promises.

I must not leap, for i am in harness.
Not even in dreams.

Well, now?

Let Go.

. . . . . . . . . . .

Yes. All Done.
Locked the little weird black box.
Tied the key to the largest stone i could muster.
Threw it in the deepest of all wells in the world.

I am Free.

If i say so myself so many times, I might start believing it.

No worries.
I will be alright.
No one ever died of broken hearts, they say.

Saturday, August 01, 2009

War, Love And Sisterhood.

The year was 1987. I was 4 then. I remember sitting in a long corridor with dad, wondering why i am sitting here and why am not with mom. But i was not much of a talker and i had something to eat, so i didn't complained. Then someone came out and gave dad this wiggling bundle. I looked in it and saw this very ugly and small thing, which had hair all over it and i hated it immediately. Later someone described it as my kid brother, whom i should look after. And i hated it more. Even though i was not much of a possessive person towards mom or dad, i hate responsibilities. And being nice to it and to wait on someone was huge at 4.
Mom tried to remind me that it was me, who prayed for someone to play with. Yeah right, that's what gives you brothers. And to think i used to believe that once. Jesus Christ!!
Well, this new person, later proved to be good, as i could blame my misadventures on him. Once i found this paper bag in kitchen counter and out of sheer curiosity put a finger through it. Sugar started oozing through it and it looked so nice. Later when mom came out of bath and asked me who spilled the sugar, i pointed at the 2 year old Aqui, who didn't even knew why mom looked thunderous. And he got an earful from mom. Like that he got the blunt many times when i escaped.
But the bad thing was, he genuinely liked me. And followed me around when i went to play, which really irritated me. I used to dump him when i went out. Only good thing was, i liked baby food, and i had access to it with him at home. Also Aqui was always sick and mom gave him full attention, which i didn't mind as i was in my own world all the time.
I remember singing with him, trying to get him to sleep, and being very proud when i did it, making paper planes and boats, and putting it in rainy pudles, playing in the house with him, and cricket with others... many many memories.
Then i also remember him destroying my dolls, beheading them mostly, and once i gave him my 1st doll which could open and close eyes and with in 10 minutes, one of its eye became dysfunctional.
There were many many quarrels. With physical injuries. I never thought both of us would reach adulthood with all limbs and body parts intact. Mom was usually in the middle of our spars. Every single time i remember the words "he is small, so you should give in" yelled at me, which i hated. Mom also reminded me every day that he is like my kid and i being the big sister should look after him and take care of him if she is not there. Ah the novelty!
Imagine one person who can ask a 100 questions about one thing (eg-pen or plate) in 2 minutes. That was aqui's skill. As mom used to work, the questions were directed at me, which drove me to nuts and violence. Then there were the electronic stuff which he broke. For which dad punished him often.
But all in all it was not so bad.
Then when we grew up, he followed me to every single schools i went to. I don't know who embarrassed whom more. But frankly we both didn't liked it. We each had our own problems to deal with, and in effect were not there for each other. I really wish i was there to support him through his difficult times. I will never repent it enough in this life time.
And somewhere along, he grew up to be this amazing gentleman, who is cool, sophisticated, funny, caring and million other attributes which i recognise every day.
He still can be a royal pain in the arse at times, rather stubborn, inconsiderate, full of attitude and even hateful. But that is what little brothers are for, right?
and one quote very true about Aqui- After a girl is grown, her little brothers - now her protectors - seem like big brothers. ~Astrid Alauda.
Yet, Thank you God, for i giving me this amazing person and letting me keep him.