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Friendship.

The relation that knows fairly no boundaries. 

The girl inside the house is a well protected, well behaved, indulged, loved, baby of the family.

The girl outside lives a hard life. Her parents work at nearby construction site, she plays there with her brother. She is always covered in cement powder and wears shabby cloths. 

They both are from different worlds, like we all were, when we get to a college or school or work place.

It started with shy smiles, showing off their toys and then stepping over the shyness and talking..... {TBH, sounds a bit adult, but it was totally childish and cute}

It was beautiful to watch  across the road from my work place. 

It was like watching a flower bloom or the sun rises. 

[ Reading this with my last post would make me sound kinda crazy with a dual personality to boost. But i was really angry at the bestie, Di, but i love her now and forever and dedicate this post for her. If it was us, i would be the girl outside and she would love me with all the judgement and prejudice.]

Friend-cheating And Other Vices

Can you cheat on a friend? If not, what is this guilt i am feeling that i shouldn't at any case feel?

So, i went out today. It was a beautiful Sunday, clear sky and and rather cold weather. I had made plans with Barbara (you remember Barbara, right? The dog lady), accompanying her on her shopping trip, which was incidentally to Bhima Gold and Precious stones. [I admit it. I love gold. I love the shine, the intrinsic artwork and the beauty of it. I love how it makes one pretty. And i love how confident the yellow metal makes you. Fuck it, i love how it is actually a status symbol some despises, but secretly craves. There, one of my vices.]

So, we went to Bhima, then to another handicraft store, which had good but seriously overpriced products. Lets face it. Barbara is a foreigner. But she is from Brazil, which is not much richer than India. And she came to study here, not shop and enjoy the sights. And Indians are waiting with sharpened scalpels to cut off from any non-Indian that actually wants to shop here. It made me little angry and a lot ashamed. And then i had a fight with the shop guy. [That is another vice. I hate when people push on low quality things and demand four times the original price and act like i am too stupid to understand the goodness of it. Fuck you. And i hate more when someone try to cheat my friends.] Barbara had to interfere. Hmmph. I am still pissed.

Then we went to Hot Chocolate. The hot chocolate was delicious, but it was like dropping 1kg wet cement in my stomach. That heavy. And then she bought me a chocolate brownie. [This is the third vice. I can never, to save my life, say NO to chocolate. Even if i am full of stuff, i will still have space for a little more chocolate.]

The thing was, we both enjoyed the trip immensely. It was nice, walking around, commenting on guys and assorted things you see on the street (seriously our taste in men makes us opposites. I like foreign boys and we came across two, who, in my opinion were too pretty and most probably gay and i literally blushed, whereas she pointed a very ordinary next-door-joe at the coffee shop and said he was so hot and i was like, what is wrong with your eyes, woman?], and bad mouthing this mutual friend, and this was the most fun i had in a long long long time out with anyone. The last time i had this much fun was may be when i went out with Di on one of our Calicut movie trips.

So after it was all over, i kinda felt sad that i enjoyed these thing which I and Di shared, with someone else. Di goes out a lot now, with her hubby, in TVM and in Mumbai, but its not the same because he is not her best friend, i am and it is not the same. I missed the old carefree me who would wander around with her. Yeah. This makes no sense. I know.

Di is Di no one is ever going to replace her in my life. Though i honestly wish that Barbara would stay here, (bring her cat, whose name is Tofu and her boyfriend, who is this tattooed up Biker looking nice guy), and i am absolutely sure that if they ever meet, Di and Barbara would love each other at first chat, as their common things begin at their imperfect but cute English.

Ah, may be in a parallel universe.

Belated Birthday Bag

One of the past few days i got this from Di....

My very belated birthday gift.

But its all good. She waited till she went to the mighty Mumbai to visit her hubby to buy me the present. After bitching how pricey the Mumbai shops are. Hmmph.

After i got the gift and immensely liked it, i called her.

Me: Got the gift. Awful bag!

Di: I too thought so. Well, its a done deal.

Me: :O What is with you? I loved it. I was kidding! The bag is so me!

Di: Thats what i thought too.. Its not the awesomest bag, but it is so you.

Me: Thanks. But what is with the card?

Di: What?

Me: Some cutey-cutey thing? I thought you only sent me funny or emo cards.

Di: Oh yeah, last year when i sent that awesome birthday card na, i bought 2 more to save another visit. But ya know, i do these birthday-gift-card thingy only with you.

Me: Gee, thanks.

Di: So, guess whats coming?

Me: I know, the third card. Next year. :-/

Di: Exactly. Its rather economic you think?

Me: Grrrr!!!

Economic, my ass. She doesn't know whats coming her way! You remember the MFPA cards? Guess who is getting them for the next, oh i don't know, 10 birthdays!

Ahha! Gotcha!

Ohkay. Calm down. Deep breaths.

Thanks Di. Awesome bag. I take it everywhere now. And I love you.

And don't kill me now. *cute smile*

Jigsaw Of My Life

I was finding myself a bit 'J' recently. Yes, the big J. Jealous.

Lets see how it all began.

Ray, who is the husband of Di, who is my best friend, got transferred to Mumbai. Promotion+transfer. (He won't forgive me if i don't mention that.)

So, he is moving. She can't move since she is doing post grad in Kerala. [thus i am saving all my freak outs of my-best-friend-is-moving-to-std-code-so-she-wont-call-me-all-the-time for laterz]

So what she is gonna do? She is moving to a hostel.

That made me worried. And later jealous. Why?

See, last time she had a room mate, that was me. And i was her best friend.

And who knows what kind of girls are in hostels these days! they will be all so helpful and kind and god-knows-what! And they will steal my friend from right under my nose! Not right under, as i am not there, Still!!

I knew this was happening when she joined the post grad. But i gave the ultimatum that 1)she cant sit with same person for 2 consecutive periods. 2) she cant go to lunch with with the same person for 2 days, unless its in a group. 3)she will call me every two days and talk. Ray was on-board with this in the case if any one of these people being guys. All turned out great when all her classmates turned out boring 'girly' hippies who couldn't get along with anyone. Ha! I was laughing my silent but expressive 'buhahaha' while sounding oh-so-comforting when ever she was on call with me bitching about them.

Right when i was starting to relax, she moves to the college hostel! And got a room mate!

And she was busy for a while adjusting to her new schedule and all, so there was fewer calls, but there were some.

And i was getting a teeny meeny J on her new roomie.

But i should have had a bit of faith on my socially awkward, emotionally closed off best friend.

Yesterday, i got this sms at night.

My room mate failed and she is desp.

Always on phone and in bed.

you know i am bad at handling this.

what to do? :(

I vowed to be with her in sickness, shopping and roommate issues, so i replied;

You are good at not caring na?

Do that.

May be she needs space.

Remember when you needed space

when we were roomies and i always barged in?

And who are you

and what have you done with my beautiful but cruel best friend? :O

At this point i was starting to worry that this is going a bit too touchy-feely for my liking.

But I shouldn't have worried. She is, after all, one in a million.

She replied;

I am not caring!

my problem is that,

should i make attempts

to make her feel that i care?

Classic!Di.

All worries begone, (she is crazy! But my crazy best friend!) i decided to help out. I was, in fact, out PR manager.

*thinking*

Just ask her if she needs anything occasionally.

If she is telling you something, listen.

Or pretend to, while thinking how awesome your last roomie was.

And dont gloat, laugh too much

or talk loudly in that god-awful voice of yours.

You'll do fine.

Why am i worried? She is my jigsaw. I have my jagged ends and she

has hers. And thank god, they fit together perfectly.

The Last Wedding

So, H got married on Monday.

Last of my girlfriend to do so.

You know what this means. I am the last single one and my mom is on my back. :|

Tragedies aside..it was a beautiful wedding.. well, what all we saw.

Let me start from the beginning.

Since i decided that i would go to her wedding at last...Oh, i did forgot to mention that we were estranged for a while. Have i?

So,Let me start from the very beginning..

After college, we, me and H were the only ones who had the chance to work together. We came really close during this time. Even past her space issues and my nomadic lifestyle. Then she forgot to call and tell me about something i really should not have heard from someone else. Even though that someone was our mutual best friend. I, as usual, was pissed of. (Some say that i take myself too seriously when no one else does. Not true.) And thus started the longest period on non-communication between us since we were 19. The usual me who faced people who irked her, decided that i am done with being the confronting one and shut all my roads that lead to H.

Then came her wedding date, which was fixed while we were talking. I knew she would call me to tell about venue and all, so i dodged her calls. SO many times. My parents got concerned and even agreed to go to H's wedding on my behalf.

One day, while writing this post, it dawned on me that its easy to give away an 8 year old friendship and at this point, i would have to wait till i am 35 to reach that spot with someone else..IF that someone was anything remotely like H. And someone wise once told me that all the best friends you make in your life would be before you turn 20 and unless the clock turns around, i wont be making new ones. So, i swallowed my pride, took her call and after some hot words, some hurt ones, some soothing and loving ones, it was like that period never existed for us! Yay! Really. Girlfriends are the best! :)

So, to my eternal delight, Sony and my Soul-sis Di was also coming to the wedding. (Thank god i was going :P) I went out and bought a super awesome sari which would burn everyone with envy(I wish :P) and set off from my home the time she specified to reach the wedding hall in time.

Now, I would have killed H if it was not her wedding and 2000 people were not in attendance. Keeping her time meant not only i was late, but i was shamefully late. As i rushed in to the hall with Sony and her son Jo, thankfully we caught the most important part of the ceremony. Thank you Travel-God for that!

Di, who was coming from 220+ kilometers, was too late and only made it around lunch. And oh boy, what a lunch :D.

After photos and bye-bye, we(me and Di) went to Trichur and roamed aimlessly eating ice creams and french fries(not together.) Then i packed her off to her hubby and got home to a long bath and comfy bed :)

She is going to be mind-blowingly happy. I just know it. And no one deserves it better than this adorable, goody two shoes, sneaky bitch best friend of mine. Here is to you!

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.

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. :)

So, a BIG SHOUT OUT!!

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! :)

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..

Don't ask me why i do this. i just love talking about myself. :|


FAVORITES
Food : Anything chicken. Bro's cooking. and sweets. chocolates, snacks........... BIG list
Pub/Disc/Restaurant : Whom i am with is more important. and smalltowns don't have pubs that encourage girls :|
Candy : ,Cadbury Dairy Milk, Hersheys, Poppins, Nestle... this would most likely be a brand list :|
Number : 8 and 4
Color : Suiting mood. dress-white, screen savers, dp etc-pink, pictures-black and white, scenery- green, food-yellow(mostly)
Animal : Dog!!!! ROCKY is my love.
Drink : er..juices only.Mirinda Tropicana and mountain dew. and pepsi diet.
Body Part on Opposite sex : I can b nice here. should i? no! so, ass. (Brett Lee rocks!)
Perfume : Hugo boss. smells so awesome.
TV Show : here comes the list. CSI NY, Disney channel, MTV India, friends, Roswell, scrubs.
Music Album : AH.. nice question. Do i need to do this today?
Movie : NO NO!! unlistable. Numero uno is Godfather1.
Actor/Actress : Orlando, James franco, Johny Depp and HEATH LEDGER. Actress... er.. Megan Fox? ;)


This or That
Pepsi or Coke : Coke. no, Pepsi... :S
McDonalds or Burger King : :|
Chocolate or Vanilla- Idiotic question. I am CHOCOHOLIC!!
Hot Chocolate or Coffee : Hot chocolate. But there are times when only coffee would understand you.
Kiss or Hug : Who are we talking about?
Dog or Cat : Dog dog and dog. Shoots cat!
Rap or Punk : Where is country?
Summer or Winter : Winter.
Scary Movies or Funny Movies : Funny ones. Esp romantic comedies.
Love or Money : Love. (When we say no money, we are not talking paupers right?)


YOUR...
Bedtime : Varies from 12 to 3. Sometimes even 5.
Most Missed Memory : When all my college friends went to a seminar trip and i skipped it, they ended up touring a waterfall and a film.
Best physical feature : Er... Brain?
First Thought Waking Up : Where is the mobile? Did i crushed it?
Ambition : Be happy in whatever situations life puts me in.
Best Friends : Di. Forever and always.
Weakness : Laziness, inability to keep quiet. inability to hate people who deserves it. getting emotional easily.
Fears : Loneliness, Criticism (it is never constructive for me) and some insects.
Longest relationship : is coming soon :)


HAVE YOU...
Cheated Your Partner : No
Ever been beaten up : Not exactly.
Ever beaten someone up : No.
(PS:me and Di used to end up in some bloody fights. Injuries were mutual :|)
Ever Shoplifted : Yes. When i was too young and thought it was fun. Then got a lecture from mom :)
Ever Skinny Dipped : seriously? No!
Ever Kissed Opposite sex : :|
Been Dumped Lately : No.


IN A GUY/GIRL
Favorite Eye Color : Can we have blue? else, its brown.
Favorite Hair Color : Hmm, black will do.
Short or Long : Jeez, short. Is Long hair IN in boys?
Height : Taller than me.
Style : Cool, Relaxed, funny and Branded.
Looks or Personality : Personality. We are talking NORMAL people right?
Hot or Cute Hot & cute: cute.
Muscular or Really Skinny : Muscles wont hurt!!


RANDOMS
What country do you want to Visit : Europe as a whole.
How do you want to Die : Painlessly.
Been to the Mall Lately : No.
Get along with your Parents : Most of the time. Er... :-S
Health Freak : NO NO NO!!! i don't deserve to live in that aspect.
Do you think you are Attractive : Who am i gonna kid here?
Believe in Yourself : Yes, more than often.
Want to go to College : Finished it. Going back? HELL YEAH!!
Do you Smoke : No.
Do you Drink : NO.(Jeez am i boring or what!)
Shower Daily : Yes.
Been in Love : Yes. And it sucks. Singleton ROCKS!!
Do you Sing : Yes. No one likes it except Di. ^_^
Want to get Married : Not Sure!!
Do you want Children : Not now. But yes.
Age you wanna lose your Virginity : Weird question. Not answering.
Hate anyone : Nay, may be John Buchanan. X-(

Love Story Part 3 (final part)

Part 2

Year 2006. 1 month since the last post's incident.

Place: A boys get together. @Ray's hometown.

The common friend mentions Di's inquiry to Ray. Who went all calm and asked "Oh really? Di? Huh! Ok! You have her number. I will call her if i find time." All this in the most indifferent tone he could muster being a very enthusiastic guy. All the while a very triumphant animal roared in chest awake from a long sleep. Collecting the number in a very nonchalant way, Ray walked away from the cafe with a smile.

A week later

In vet boys hostel-Ray's Room

Contemplating the decision to call Di. Calling. Cut the phone before it rings. Repeats. And finally goes to sleep.

3 days later

Di's room

Di n STG studying(Di studying and STG browsing on phone).

Suddenly Di's old 3310 went off and on answering, a very macho voice said hello and asked her if she remember an old friend. Very confused but that much sure Di answered in an unbelieving tone "Ray?". After 10 minutes, when the call is over, she looks at the very anxious looking STG, and says aloud "Yes!"

Thus began a string of conversations.

High school crushes who never talked in their time together, catching up on each other, their characters, which have changed and so unrecognisable, but still lovely and somehow understandable and lovable.

Two worlds which were different in every little thing, but despite all that colliding together and emerging as a whole new beautiful world.

Two people who loved each other so much their time together and apart, falling in love, again anew and even though they are the same, this time the love is more mature, more stable and more spicy.

Our favorite kind. ;)

End of story.

Later

Ray proposed 23 days after the call. It took some very tactful sms and one half drunk man seriously in love.

With a very happy parents, they were wed after 2 and a half years later.

Love Story- Part 2

Before you begin- Part 1

Year 2006

Place- Di's college hostel.

Di hadnt seen Ray for 5 years now. Di was doing medicine and from her family contacts, she knew Ray was studying for Vet and is gonna be out of college soon. Di had moved on. New place, new life, new friends. Tons crushes and college stories later, she had no regrets in love life. None concerning Ray or the the things that didnt happen with him. Somewhere a

long, she spilled her first love's story to her best friend, who, along with others used to tease her about it. And that was all there left of Ray. An old memory which still brought a smile to her lips.

This day Sony had an exciting news to tell. Her Brother was engaged and her sis-in-law-to-be was studying in Vet College. Sony, who wanted to do Private investigation on this poor soul who was going to get the chaabi of her home, discussed this with Di's best friend, Small Town Girl(STG) and deviced a plan. Find out it en route Ray. Sony had the clearest of aims, where as STG was evil. STG, who believed in fairytales and magic, decided to play Fairy Godmother and along with Sony pestered poor Di for two days after which she relented. She called a commom friend to ask for Rays number but the call went unanswered.. Multiple times.

Its safe to say that STG was more diappointed than Di and Sony. Di once more pushed away thoughts of Ray with regret (or relief!).

Life was never going to change.

Or is it?

Part 3

Love Story..Part 1 ( If This Doesn't make you go awww! nothing Will.)

True Story. All characters are living and wont die anytime soon.

HERO- we call him RAY(or RAY MACHO as he says.) He is funny, cute and very romantic.

HEROINE- Di. Obscure, cute and practical (Can be Macho. :P)

Time- 1998.

Period- after 10th class for Ray and Di

Di was overconfident that she would win the prize for the highest mark grosser in their local karayoga(something related to nairs in kerala). (she was a geek!). With expectations flying high, Di reaches the office, to be surprised to know that someone beat her to it. And that too a very cute boy who at first sight evokes curiosity in her mind.

Enter the hero, Ray, who see the girl who came close second. Not Bad, he thinks. Both politely waits for the cash prize while passing secret glances [;)]

As it turns out, they were neighbours and their parents were pretty good friends. The thing was Di moved to the place recently and they both studied in boys and girls schools which prevented any meeting.

Ray remembers that when Di left the office, he was looking out and wondering if he would see her again.

Later in same year.

Place- TKMM college, Haripad. Reception

Di along with mom, goes out to get admission for +2, or pre-degree. While walking in, see Ray coming out (Dil goes WOW! but stays as calm as a mountain). Stops to chat with Ray and Dad. Who asks something like "where are you joining for tuition?".(Way to start a conversation with your lady love!!) Parts ways again.

By kismet they join the same college, and the same tuition even.

TWO years.. same college.. same class.. same tuition.. cycling through same roads daily.. exchanging notes.. dubious staring at each other in class.. obvious flirting.. not so obvious sexual frustration.. academic phone calls.. oh-so-knowing glances from friends.. parents' teasing.. jealousy at each other's opposite sex friends.. hiding all these from the world.. even from self..

And after all these and much more, and to the wonder of friends and families of both parties, they go different ways, without saying a word to each other, to different colleges, away from home. Away from life they knew. And away from each other.

All the while burying in deepest corners of their heart, a love that they both knew would never come true.

Part deux

Chor Machaye Shor!

The other day i was telling this hostel story to RB, and in his insistence am blogging  it. So if u found this boring, its his fault and if u found this funny.. its all ME!

Our hostel is quite a big one, hosting around 130 girls in 3 floors. (Its doesn't sound that big huh? well it has a badminton court in the middle.. ) So the  Christmas holidays of 2006, our batch, being the only batch with exams in near future was alone in hostel. Many from our batch were also at home, so the total was around 20. My room mate through college, Di, woke up at 2, and opened the door to go to bathroom which was at the end of corridor. So when she stepped into the corridor she she saw this figure running fast and hiding behind a column.. She who possess immaculate sense even in the midst of sleep, got back and bolted the room. Then i was forced to wake up. When i came to sense, she told me about the person in corridor. I the COWARD FATSO, told her to go to sleep and never to open that door again. She decided to call our neighbour, having seen my support. Rest in bullet points.

• Di decided to call Jassy, and in the midst of calling her i reminded Di of the free Hutch sim card we had. Di changed sim after staring at me like am an alien and called Jassy. I thought i would be praised for my rational thinking in dire circumstances. But till now, people laugh about that. Why, i would never know. :|
• Jassy and Di went out spotted the thief who ran then.. We woke up all girls, watchman(who was grumbling) and called the men's hostel.
• Boys came faster than wind, having their Christmas wish came true, to see the inside of  ladies hostel and the girls in their night dresses :P . So the search began.
• Before the boys came, we girls did our own search during which everyone took one fire wood for protection. Fez, for extra protection i think, took a HUGE wood, which somewhere along, fell on her leg and had to be bandaged for a week. :D
• Boys searched every room. Either they were searched by thief or locked from outside. Finally they found a room which was locked from inside. It was our dear friend Sishu's room. Boys were sure that the thief was inside. With Sishu. So they started banging it. After 10 minuted of heavy banging and calling out, a very sleepy and disgruntled Sishu came out and voiced out 'what boys were doing in the hostel'. I think sishu's hair which will put Kankana Ranaut's hair from Gangster to shame scared the boys off and they went to search outside hostel.
• While outside, everyone banged into one another and told the story on how close they were to catching the thief. Boys and their egos!!
• Our friend Naz's phone was the only item which went missing, which she left in her room en route to bathrooms. We were more thankful that her izzat was safe as she was roaming in revealing clothes ;) . And some of us were wondering HOW this guy found a phone in Naz's room as her room was the messiest room in the whole hostel and that just surpasses mine.
• Sony and Srut being the coward-est asses in hostel stayed in their room throughout it.
• I was thanking god that my room mate spotted this guy, as, if she went out, he would have entered our room, where i would be sleeping. Unlike other rooms, where the room mates were in home during the grand theft, in ours, he would have a person ie ME! :O
• Thus the day was all together the funniest Christmas story ever, even for Naz, whose phone wasn't that good anyways. We all remember the thief very fondly.
  

I am Missing college and hostel. All people involved are heavily missed and remembered.. :) where ever you all are stay safe...

And the Oscar goes to...

So, the much awaited academy awards is over. Happy with the results? Almost. Slept at 1.30 dutifully to wake up early, almost slept through it, thanks to RB, who saved the day and woke me up! 

1. Heath Ledger winning the Best supporting actor was the Most Brilliant Moment in the whole day. Brought tears to my eyes.

2.Hugh Jackman was AWESOME!! Who knew the broodingly sexy wolverine could dance and joke around and still OOZE charm.

3.Everyone looked so stunning. Can't name a few best. Everyone was awesome.. As my fashion sense is not the best and i have skipped the red carpet, i need to check 'best and worst dressed' lists..

4.Indian music reaching global stage is what i like the best about 'slumdog'. The performance by AR was awesome but not the best. The Wall-E song was not even heard :D

5.Sean Penn deserved the award for Milk. I was So relieved.

6.I wanted milk to win Best Film. How ever passionate the Slumdog story is, its nothing better than a bollywood romance albeit technical perfection. I would say Hollywood people are just not used to 'our kinda' romance ;) [Di was saying that if they liked slumdog for the passionate love, Quayamat se quayamat tak would have swept oscars without doubt. She is mad.]

7.Best speeches came from Dustin Lance Black, Rezul Pookutty and Kate Winslet. (my opinion) About Rezul's speech- Ah.. how many people would go up there and thank their teachers?? only Indians can do that!

8.What ever it is, India was in centre stage, eventhough i was a british movie, for which, Danny Boyle should be thanked.

9. Rehman pretty much fucked up his speech. What can we say, he communicates better with music. And about his 1st joke of being excited and nervous as he was at his wedding, he was saying that in LA in front of people who get married at the drop of a hat and divorce even before having the wedding dinner. Bad Placement. :| How ever his speech went, you can not be more proud of him. I still think Roja, Bombay and even Delhi 6 was better than Jai Ho! O saya should have won it!

11. What a bunch of idiots our media people are? They realises Gulzar won an award hours later. Sadly even Gulzar was late in knowing that i think.

12.Oscar with RB was awesome. And later Oscar review with Di was the best. I am so glad I've friends who are intelligent, politically incorrect and has good taste.

Some Thoughts On LOVE...

Valentines Day is a day designed to torment me. Period. Well, not just me, also the other single souls wandering on the face of planet. At least i am calm (may be a bit depressed) about singleton on one more valentine's day. Look at all these "Hate-Sena" people in big towns. They don't have anyone to love(or anyone loving them, for that matter), they have passed the stage depression and have started aggression. Poor Things. Someone please love those sad lost souls. :|

What ever my state of affairs is, i want love for everyone. And i am really happy that nearly all of my friends found success in love, including A. 

Some insights on love. With real life examples.

1. Love is not about gifts or dinner dates or even valentine's day. If it was, Di and Ray would be the most UNROMANCING couple of the century. I don't think they even remembers each other's birthday. But they are the most LOVING couple ever. The ones that make us believe in love.

2.Love is also about the gifts and flowers and valentine's day. Sony was in the most boring romance ever amongst my friends. I don't think they even held hands before marriage, not even once, even though they were a couple for about 2 years before the wedding. Now they are the ones shares gifts and all and its so sweet.

3. Love can be found after marriage. Srut wouldn't have had a love life to save her life. She is cute, very sweet but never had the bollocks to Date. She would have had a heart attack if any boy came up and asked her out. So it was an arranged marriage. To this serious, hot tempered, possessive, and hot guy, who I and Sony hated at first. But i would say that is one good solid marriage now, with a lot of love and a very much changed-for-the-better Srut. 

4.Unresponsive love destroys friendships. RB had this wonderful friendship with this girl who later rejected him because of her old issues. RB is the saddest ever.

5.Sometimes you give so much stress on friendship in relations and there is not much space left for love.

6. Love destroys the faith to love again sometimes. And we would never know whom to blame.

7.Sometimes people destroy themselves in love. Take up idiotic habits. Quite like Devdas. For love. For the Loss of love. And its the hardest to watch. 

8.Sometimes people live under a roof for 28 years and sire 3 children and never understand each other. How it is possible is a mystery. Dad still cant get Mom's jokes and Mom will never get Dad's behaviour.

9.Love never happens as 'Gratitude' or 'Pity'. They are two different emotions. Very strong. But in quite another plane.

10.Love exists in all relations. Including the one with your doggie.

 

I love every one of the aforementioned people. Fiercely. 

And i love being single. Its not a complete lie.

So, LOVE FOR ALL!!

CHEERS!!

2 Birthdays

See I have 2 birthdays a year. Its a mallu thing(i don't know if other parts of India follow it or not.) So one of these is my Roman calender Birthday, which is on January 25(Its the best month of an year, as i told earlier). the other one is in mallu zodiac calender..which, this year was in Feb 6.

The two birthdays had very little in comparison.

the first- January 25th

The day, as it appears in orkut, is well known as my birthday among friends. I spent the wee hours in morning, from 11 to almost 3, with RudeBoy in Yahoo.. He wished me endlessly. (throughout the day..) Sony, srut,anu...everyone wished.. there was a cake, a pretty good lunch, everyone at home even though my brother forgot the present in his hostel. times with RB, orkut friends all wishing....even though i was not enthusiastic about turning 26(yeah, over the hill..am an OLD spinster now :( . if it was upto me, i would freeze my age at 23 or 24 permanently.).

the second one- February 6th

This, as it is related with mallu zodiacs, demand temple visits, no non-veg whole day and generally to be the good girl. So the day started with mom dragging me to temple at the break of dawn and with my luck, the temple was crowded..big time. i had to stand in a line for about 4 hours to get darshan. without food.. after which mom n me decides to have food.. Now, the only thing jeopardising it would be the most unlikeliest case of we forgetting the money at home. And what you think? Yes!! I had to fast for the day, which mom says, is good omen. Not for me! Food is my Good omen!! Thus the day saw me mad, sad, distraught, tired and hungry.

The only similarity was that, my best friend forgot to wish me both of these days.. No worries we are like that.. I called her to get my birthday kisses on both days. She would remind me that i too forgot hers.. Sheesh.. We are SOME friends :D

Return of my jeDi!

Life is amazing.

When you think everything is finished, life stars anew..

When you give up hope and plans to turn away from a door, you hear the key turning again..

Di is trying hard to keep me in her life. I dunno how she does that in the midst of all the visits and relatives crushing her. 

And i have to confess i am totally bowled over by my Jeeju, Ray. He is terrific, yet i was always doubtful that as he is a possessive person, he might have problems with me.. No he doesnt.. Now its like gaining a new friend.. he is totally adorable..and funny

You must be wondering why i am so sensitive and crazy over a friend. Until and unless i am totally in love with her. I have to confess that if i ever, EVER consider going the other way..(here i proclaim that i am as straight as a ruler).. it will be for Di only. ( again, she too is very very straight). :p

so this is something which i hope will describe what Di is to me:

Di forever be the most wonderful person I knew. She would be the only person I loved so madly and passionately and without any reservations and conditions, till now. I loved her the same when she was smiling at me or angry and mad and spitting fire n totally scary ( oh.. she can be!). I love her for the feeling of security, the companionship, the urge to love someone she generated in me. For the pride of knowing that am above the rest because I have a best friend who will be there for me no matter what happens.  For Loving me the times wen I went completely off the hook and gone mad,like  wen I cried so much at midnight for the fathom death of Ron Weasly as told by some crazy fellow before the release of &th book, she sleepily hugged me and asked me whats wrong and comforted me even though she hated anything related to harry potter. Or for those times during nights when she was just an extension of hand away, for the days  when I used to come to class after OP and rushed to go near her. For knowing me as a mad, childish and insufferable person and accepting and loving me anyways. For the glint in her eyes which showed her love and amusement, the smile which made me realise I would have her what ever happens and the jabs in my chest when ever she tried to prove things by pinpointing it (she talks like that with everyone close to her, but to ray, she admits that she can only reach his abdomen).the trips and the food joints and the poultry we killed jointly(we were chicken addicts), the movies, calicut crown, the ice creams, pop corns,  KANK and arguments.. For changing my views in topics even without me realising it, like kuch kuch hota hai(how i hate that movie now!).. The times I told her my secrets and she told hers.. 

she fascinated me with the ways she can be serious and silly, childish and motherly, cute and smart.. 

And there was always a myrid of emotions i felt for her..

 The motherly me wanting to secure her when ever we went out ,hug her and comfort her spontaneously... the sisterly me sharing my secrets, others gossips and giggling all the time... the best friend me going out with her for food n movies and shopping,talking outside class and running to canteen for quick bites... The lover in me, hugging her without a reason and finding her cute even when she had one of those nose-itching-eyes-watering-oh-poor-me- fevers... the daughterly me who would curl near and fall asleep when she is studying and who would cry and run to her even for a small cut in hand...

there were so many moments of my life, i shared with Di and they would never have been the same without her, and my life also, wouldn't have been same without her.

So i think what i have for her is undying friendship, total adoration, and love.

Song which currently goes well with my state of mind..

"Here With Me"
dido.

I didn't hear you leave
I wonder how am I still here
And I don't want to move a thing 
It might change my memory

[Chorus:]
Oh I am what I am 
I'll do what I want 
But I can't hide
I won't go 
I won't sleep 
I can't breathe 
Until you're resting here with me
I won't leave 
I can't hide 
I cannot be 
Until you're resting here with me

I don't want to call my friends 
They might wake me from this dream
And I can't leave this bed
Risk forgetting all that's been

Oh I am what I am 
I'll do what I want 
But I can't hide
I won't go 
I won't sleep 
I can't breathe 
Until you're resting here with me
I won't leave 
I can't hide 
I cannot be 
Until you're resting here with me

CLIPS FROM  A WEDDING-

The sight of Di as i entered her home on the eve of her wedding. As usual, the big smile on her face, that i see when ever we meet after a long duration,..

Sharing a bed with Di, probably the last time, and she holding my hands as we both drifted off to sleep...

Going to temple on early morning of the wedding, leaving a sleepy H behind, walking and talking with Di, me and her, alone, without any hurries, like older days, when life was less complicated and more lively...

Fighting with Di's Aunt and a Shadow of a beautician to make her look good.. H was very strong and fiesty...

Di, during the wedding broadly smiling at Ray (her man) all shy and coy..And the whole reception laughing with her.

Watching her being taken away by her new relatives and feeling like shite..

Di rushing to me from a photo shoot and hugging me as we were saying goodlucks and goodbyes..

And as i was crying silently up on our journey back home, her call to see if i was alright..

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

God, i miss her like hell.. yet, its life.. i hope we will remain as we used to be.. best friends, soul sisters....
and life will be good, for her, and me..

My Will. ( you never know when it is too late to say something!)

No, i am not in my death bed. Actually i am at the peak of my health (from where only downfall is possible. That too HUGE, consider the ways i treat myself.) So, if by chance, i get to die young, preferably painlessly and with a status quo disease making everyone sad(i am such a drama queen, i live for it), i want leave a will behind.

so, here it goes..

1. I want a cremation, not burial. I hate to think about it even, yes, i am afraid of lying lonely under 6 foot of dark soil with worms eating me away and only rats for company. Ugh! it sounds so disgusting huh? Now, anyone asking for a burial anymore?

2.I want all my worthless things destroyed. That's the things no one wants and no one wont use, ever. Give out what ever anyone wants, but dont keep anything home. I dont want anyone (by which i mean Mom) getting sad seeing things which remind her of me.

3.I want Di to have my laptop. If only my Bro is ok with it, which i hope he will be. Its not that i love Di more, but Di would never get herself a laptop if not this. Also she knows Mr.Q (my laptop) like i do, and love him and take care of him. [Bro is the worlds most careles person.] Mr.Q is a very forgetful (not enough RAM) person, but very able, clean and hardworking. And he knows all my secrets, Same as Di. And then there is the 'wonderful' times we both spent with Mr.Q, which was amazing, and i want her to remember me. 

4.My phone should go to H. There is no sentimental reasons attached. As Bro recently bought a fancy mobile, he wont need my year old phone. And H's phone is like the BAAP of all things mobile. Abacus. Antique. ( so, dear H, call the motorola company and tell them about your phone. If someone is there who survives the coronary, the thing you call mobile will be featured in their museum and you will be given a seat in the advisory board.)

Actually there is a story behind H's phone. She, in our college days had a boyfriend. Later, when her parents found out, they threw a tantrum and asked her to forget everything (some religion or something. parents can be such babies!!) They stopped being lovers and started the best-friend thing and its amazingly working. (He is a very nice guy and a very good friend, and they suit so well, so, these days i am urging H to proceed with it and forget all the shite associated with home, but she loves her parents too much.) So, back to the mobile, when H was thinking of buying a mobile, He got a new one and was thinking how he will get rid of this junk, so he gave it to her [she is gonna kill me! :) ] So she couldn't tell her parents where she bought it from, so she told home that 'I' sold it to her. How that must have hurt my ego? I EVER owning that Match box! I am still licking my wounds in private! So she wont get a new one, and I, who 'gave' her the 1st mobile will give her the next too.

5.All my jewellery, should go to my Bro.. Except the antique looking pendent, its to Mom, as she was lusting after it for so long now.So, the rest goes to Bro, and no, he isnt transsexual, i want him to sell it and go for a tour. A grand tour. Or give it to his girlfriend. And do not forget to get it back if you ever break up. ;)

6.All my accessories should go to.. hmm.. H, i think. Di would never use it, Sony too. And no one has cute daughters or those that i like.

7.My novel collection is for Di. And she should read it! [ guess she wont miss me much after this!] The texts and other study books are for my current boss, with an instruction that he should read it and try to learn something before bossing me and H around (ok, this was a joke, but the rest isnt).

8.Please do not delete my ORKUT account and blog. i would want to know if internet is available in hell. ( You wouldnt think i will get into the other place right? Even if i get an invite from gabriel, I would wanna be with you all. That's more fun na?) And everyone, Keep in touch. Via Social Networks.

9. This is a special message to Di. Send A an email. And tell him I always loved him. And ask him never to hate me.

10. Buy Rocky a chocolate on every January 25th. He will not miss me more than the chocolates i get him.

So, i think thats it. And if i forgot something, i will edit it in later. 

I Hereby Solemnly Swear That Everything Written Above Is Correct And Should Be Taken Care Of.

bye all.. 

Girlfriends and the ways to lose 'em

How is it possible for people to change their nature so randomly after marriage? I am talking about girls. I dunno if boys are the same way or not, its just that i don't have boyfriends (boy-less, friend-more) who are married. I being the unmarried one who have seen a LOT of friends getting married, and been the bridesmaid to a lot (literally, maid.), i know what i am talking about. 

Those girls, brilliant, smart, strong willed, self sufficient, cool, funny... there are so many definitions which fit each one of them, who got married and changed so much so fast.. i was mesmerised at first. Now a days i expect it. 

There was our stubborn little Sishu, who never listened to anyone and got sad mad and happy with the littlest provocations, is now a mother, and has to cater to a husband who is so demanding, even she, a very fast and functional girl, cant satisfy.[ I, now a days don't call Sishu at all. All i need is the fond thoughts of a silly friend who came running to me and Di for some chatting and to vent her absurd thoughts. I am happy with the old sishu.]

Then there was Nisha, who was so fond me and Di, it drove us crazy, who sit with us for 1 whole year, who scared us to death my proclaiming she wants to share a room with us, for whom i transformed to a bridal beautician for a night, is not even sending me occasional SMS. I earlier thought it would be good riddance, but, no, it hurts in some degrees.

Then there is F, with whom we[me n Di] were SO attached, with whom we had meals 3 times a day, who changed rooms to be near us, who asked for my advise on anything and everything, is not even invited to Di's wedding.

There is Fiza, who was a strong female, who never listened to boys, she started wearing purdah after marriage as her husband liked it.

Sony, who used to make fun of every married girls who used to skip college functions or works failed to turn up at our convocation. CONVOCATION!!! yet i would say she is the least changed of them all.

And Sruthi, who used to missed call me 3 times a day even also i hated missed calls and never called her back, not anymore!! none!!

there are girls who are less changed and more changed. but the change is inevitable. 

Am more afraid these days as Di is getting married in two weeks and i am terrified.

i can live without the rest, but i don't know about her.

i feel like joey in the last season of friends. Life is changing, yet i dont want it to. and its unchangable.