Scenes from a reunion

The reunion was more than a month ago. So blame it on friends who says they will send the pics the next day and then forget it for months. Though i am posting no pictures here. So, aham.

It was scheduled after so much planning from Aji and Yaseen. So this goes to them.

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*on entering the room*
Me: Hiyya Guys!!
Everyone: Hiyya Sree!
Someone: You lost weight!
Me: Yay me :D
Someone: Are you wearing lipstick?
Me: :-/

(This is a warning for all those tomboy college girls who return later, all girly)

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Aji: Why were you so late??

Me:I thought this was a whole day thingy!

Ambu: No its not!

Aji: Who said that? I am the organiser, i said 9.30-1!

Me:But it was 10 to 4 in facebook event!!

Aji: And who was it that created the facebook event?

Me: Me. :|

Aji: Ahha!

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Di(on phone): I forgot my footwear.
Me: Whaaat? Are you without any?
Di: I am wearing one. It’s a chappal.
Me: This is so sad. :D We'll go shopping :D :D
After some hours when Di is coming in to the hall..
ME: Guys, Di coming. Everyone look at her foot first.
Everyone Looks
*Hoots and laughs*
Di: Nice :-/

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Me: Where is fou?
Nish:She is nursing her kid.
Me:Hi fous.. Hi Adi…
Fou: :)
Me: Oh god, there's your boobs! :|
Fou: Yeah x-(

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Me:Hi seb!Is this your kid?*pointing at the 4 year old*

Seb: yeah

Me:is he the one who came to tour with us?

Back history: she was 7 months pregnant when we had the grand 10 day south India tour. And she jumped in all the rides and believe it or not, we were responsible for the safe delivery of that kid by forbidding her to enter many rides. By sheer force.

Seb: yeah. He is the one.

Kid: What tour? X-(

Kid:(after half an hour) What tour?

Me: :-S

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Me:Serena, would he like ice cream? (Her son is 1 yr old)

Serena: You can try. I haven't given him it yet.

Me:Ok, Let me.

Me:He likes it!

After five minutes

Me:Ok let me go irritate fou's kid now. bye!

Serena's son: *looking at me* MAMA!!

Serena: :O

Me: :D

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All the fun aside, it was a joyous occasion. Most of us came and those who didn't, called. And those who didn't called, does not deserve mention :P

Things i remember:

• There were loads of Kids. All cute and little. Ayshu's were exceptional, but no surprise as she and her husband look godly. i bought ice creams for many. Especially to Seb's kid who only mellowed to me after the ice cream. And of course, serena's.
• We have all gone to a millions of lunches together. In packs of varying numbers. We have shared dishes, pestered to get treats, stolen from each other's plates and received angry glares for them and a million other things that college mates do. All those times we did bicker about money a lot. This time we were all earning. We all ordered separate dishes. And not looking at prices. And then we sat around picking food, not really hungry. Seeing each other after 2 years was really fulfilling :)
• Everyone, how ever sophisticated they may be, return to their old selves in old company. I was loud, ambili was chatty, Serena still laughed a lot, Amar was pulling legs, Rahul serious as always... It was like we never left the campus. :)
• Like everyone, i too scorned the idea of getting off my tushi on a sunday morning to go to the food'n'fun, a new restaurant near college where we met. Then afterwards we were discussing to do this again in a half year or annual basis. :P
• I stayed with Di and ambu that day even though my home was only one hour away. We talked into night, me and Di, like our college days, the pillow talks with whispers and giggles and drooping eyes.

The best day indeed :)

PS: This photo is not from google. But from my college albums. It was the day after our final exams and we went on a tour to Munnar to unwind. Obviously, everyone is feeling as crazy as they look.

Kidding the kid.

Sony : Hi jaanu

Me: Hei, how are you? And how is my Jo?

Sony: He is fine.

Me:He is sleeping?

Sony: Neh. Right Here.

Me: And he doesnt mind that you call? Wow, peaceful kid, eh?

Sony: Hahaha. You have no idea.

Me: Why? You sound creepy.

Sony: When i talk to you, i am looking at him and making faces. He thinks i am talking to him.

Me: And thats why he is calm?

Sony: yeah.

Me: You are tricking him?

Sony : Er, Yes.

Me: How Mean! :|

Sony: :|

The one about blogging

I am, as usual, really obsessed with my blog. So i would advice you to skip it if you are not interested in pointless rambling.

I got promoted to 74/100 by indiblogger. You must remember my sad post when i was demoted to 57 and later i was promoted to 69, and now 74. Glee :D. So i imagine i am doing all the right stuff. And continue the support guys, you are all i have.

Having readers whom you personally dont know brings more responsibility than pride. Like you cant write about your silly out of context emotions or random fill-up tags. You can stop delivering. But you cant compromise on quality. Not too much. I dont consider my blog above average or myself an interesting person. Still, i care about you. I try my damnest to entertain you. And if i fail, umm.. dont kill me.

I once wanted to do all my title like the F*R*I*E*N*D*S's. Starting with "the one with" or "the one where". It would have been original if i started my blog in 1994. But then i was all busy being a 10 year old. Then again, i recently got a comment on a post about my titles being awesome, so i dont regret it at all. :)

I do think a lot of stuff to blog. Especially when i commute. This reminds me that i have a post on commuting coming up. Anyways, somehow i cant make myself sit and type it all out. Laziness or block, i dont know.

Some times you realize that you cant write all you want and you have to go back and delete some earlier posts because you fear for your first impressions and character assassination. I hate thinking about past. But its unavoidable.

And i am tired and sleepy. And have not much idea what i am typing out. I should stop.

Over and Out.

Missing the Kisses.

If the title sounded like anything relating me and kissing and piqued your curiosity, i do apologize. Alas, its not. But you guys will be the first to know if something happens. ;)

So, this is about SRK. I recently read somewhere that he swore he wont kiss on screen ever. Again. I remember him saying the same thing about 10 years ago and feeling all awww in my teenage-romance-idolizing bliss. But since then, i have grown up and saw life. Got over romance and went practical. This time i heard it, i went "whaaat? I can time travel?". I thought bollywood grew balls in the past few years. We watched films like Love aaj kal and Jism. And made hits for Hashmi. And last issue of filmfare featured lust in films.

Seriously, if an actor cant fake a kiss, what is he doing in the trade? And isn't it more scandalizing and embarrassing to watch people kiss on neck and below rather than a liplock? And SRK has never stayed away from necking and nuzzling, as you can see here and here. It does look much more passionate doesn't it? And i don't think SRK is all that prim and proper or old mannered to think bad shying away from kissing. Yet he says he is shy. Why? Why?

All this would mean only one thing. The man must be really bad at kissing.

Embarrassingly bad.

Now that explains a lot.

I am not saying that this explains his surprising lack of extra marital affairs in tinsel town.

You can always wonder.

[PS: This post is a result of me noticing that i haven't used my E news tag much. And i consider myself a huge hollywood and bollywood gossip grosser. I watch E! and buy filmfare for god's sake. How much more of a gossip i can be :P]

PPS: One thing i missed in Jaane tu ya jaane na was a kiss at climax. Didn't you? It felt incomplete. And i always wanted to say this some where. :P

A Class Act

When i was 12 and in my boarding school, one day the District Collector came for an annual day. He talked about his visit to the school he studied in and how proud he was when he stood before his old teachers and the new kids. I was enchanted by that. I then and there vowed to myself that one day i will go to teach in my school. And it will be awesome.

Years passed and i entered medicine after the school. Now, in my college, i understood coming back to teach is not at all novel. I have seen some of my teachers working at college and still being treated as students by those who taught them. They are laden with works cant protest for the respect and all that. And through out the years i found out that i have no aptitude for teaching. In fact i hated being in front of people who might snicker behind my back and make up names for me. Scary indeed. So i gave my dream a rest happily and went on with my cool-dudette-in-town attitude.

So, one of these days while at work, dad called me and said i have to attend a meeting in my school on saturday(7 march). I said ok, as this was my primary school before the boarding and very near my home. Then when i got home, he told me the kids are doing a camp and they need a doctor to give a class on Health and Hygiene. And he accepted on my behalf.

To be honest, i shook to my knees. I? Taking a class? I can barely stand on a stage with no one in audience. [ Confession: On a stage before a crowd is my most hated place in the entire universe. I am good at making fun of people on stage from audience though. :P]

So, i prepared a little note( to talk to 12 year olds :|) and i went there with mom. For moral support. Now, mom was a teacher in near by school and she is well known there. The problem is, this makes me well known too. And all my neighborhood kids study there. If i screw up, people are going to talk about it for ages.

So, after introduction of being an alumni, i took the stage. They were 60 kids. I said Hi. Then i just did it. I chucked my serious class plans and notes and asked them to tell me what they know on each topic. I tried to make it as interactive as possible and even cracked few jokes.

INSIGHTS INTO THE NEW AGE KIDS:

• They are wicked smart. They know everything. They know stuff even you dont know. And even if they dont know, they dont hesitate to guess.
• They are outspoken. I dont remember seeing one shy kid. They all raise hands together and if i say anyone, they all say it.
• The attention span of them are something to be desired. Its approximately 1 min 25 seconds. Then they revert and chat with someone or look out of the window. And if you arw not used to this, you feel like pulling your hair out.
• They know how to create noise pollution. And i respect my teachers for carrying on irrespective of all the rackets we made. I could barely concentrate.
• They watch TV. A lot. And relate everything to ads. For example, i was asking about washing hands often and one boy shouted 'DETTOL HAND WASH!' :|
• There are still all those "types". The one who sleeps after 15 mins. The note taker. The staring-into-board one. The one who asks pointless questions. The group of girls to giggles.

All together it was really fun for me. It was like talking to a group of kids like their elder sister and joking. Then i asked them if they had any questions. It was a scary moment. They can ask any million questions they know and i have no clue about. My perfect bubble can break any second. Then, after few question (which were rather easy. phew!) the coordinator came and rescued me. Which was followed by some hearty words of praises by him and a loud thaaannkyyyoouuuu... by the kids. How embarrassing :D. Then all my teachers came to me and reintroduced themselves. Some consulted me for ailments. And after tea i said bye and came home.

After coming home it dawned on me that it was one of my dreams i lived back there. I was proud and i was awesome. Exactly as i wanted to be. Life can really give you things you want and never expect.

So, dear life, now lets see all the other things i wished up on. And make it this awesome. :)