Wednesday, March 31, 2010


Last year I had to go to S’gpore officially for a 10 day training and my daughter was less than 2 years. My hubby decided to join me since I was in my 6th month of my second pregnancy. Since I was given only 3 days notice, I couldn’t arrange for a passport for Smruthi. We thought 10 days was a long time and were not sure if she would manage without us, especially me. So, we decided to drop her off at my parent’s place where she had my sister’s kids for her company. (She usually forgets me when she is with them)

In the airport, I was all tears to leave my baby for 10 whole days, but this little angel was more interested in the bhoondi packet which my mother had rather than saying Bye to me. I was telling her that I will not be there for 10 days and she had to be a good kid with her paati, all she said was “U go fast, I have to eat my bhoondi”. What a loving child!!

And now, for the past ten days or so, whenever she sees an aeroplane, she says

“Amma….adho paaru aeroplane….neeyum appavum enna vittutu poneengale….andha aeroplane…”

(Pls note that the stress was more on the “enna vittutu poniye” part than the aeroplane)

I tell you, this girl exists solely to make me feel guilty…

Monday, March 29, 2010

Confessions of a IT professional....

BE – ECE – 2004 Pass out. Fresher.

8 months of severe job-hunting in the IT field. Finally, joined for apprenticeship in Bharat Electronics. Returned from the induction programme. Another interview call from yet another IT company. Last hope. If I get this job, it would be great. Else, 1 yr of apprenticeship with Rs 1800 pm stifend .
Took up the interview. “We’ll get back to you later”. (English-la enakku pudikaadha 6 vaarthai) I told them that I had another offer with me and I had only one day time to join the other company. (Didn’t tell them it was non-IT though) Reached home with the assurance that I would know the result by next day. Sitting near the phone next day – eagerly waiting for the call. Finally the call came. Didn’t want to sound very desperate. So picked up the phone in the second ring only.

“Yaaru ma pesardhu? Kicha ponna? Ennama kondhe sowkiyama?”
“Adacha…..amma unakku yaaro phone” (seekiram pesittu vai)

Finally the HR called. “Can you come for the next round of interview by 4:30 in our Tidel Park office?” I see the time, it was 3:30. I analysed the possibility. Oops, I had to take bath also. I told him I will be there by 5. My father took me to Tidel Park. Tidel Park – the then BIG DREAM of all freshers. Took up my second round also and was told to wait in the reception. I was gathering all the will power left to hear the same “We’ll get back to you later” and join the apprenticeship the next day. The HR again called me inside. (Y can’t he say tht dialogue in the reception itself?)

“Good job! You came up so confidently (Yeah?) Here is ur offer letter. Pls read and sign both the copies”

BOOM! I got a heart attack. I was not at all prepared for this. Though I was most eager to get a job, the prospect of getting an offer letter so unexpectedly was more than I could take. I was literally blabbering and went to the reception to show the offer letter to my waiting father. His reaction was priceless.

First Day in my first job: I wear my new dress (the autograph dress in white salwar and maroon dupatta) and was waiting in the reception. While I was waiting I watch everyone entering the office using swipe cards. Will they give such a card to new joinees also? Or should I expect someone to open the door for me everytime I need to move from one section to another? No, logically speaking, they must be giving one card to the new joinees also. So, I will also get one, I think. Oh My GOD! If they give me one, what would I do? I don’t know how to use it. Wouldn’t I look stupid if I ask them how to use this? What if they de-grade me based on my stupid question? No, I shouldn’t ask this to anyone. So, I watch everyone to understand the working of these cards. Should I show the front side of the card to the detector or the back side? How will I know which one is front and which one is back? Should I show the ID card first or should I show the white color card first? Oh God, what am I going to do? First day itself so many problems. But I understood one point. Whenever the light in the detector turns green, the people were able to open the door.

As I was pondering over these, my TL came and took me inside. (Again, I watched how he was swiping his card) He made me sit in a place and asked me if I’m comfortable with that place. “Very much” I told him. (If I had known any better, I would have told him No at that time itself. It was placed in the highway. Everyone who was moving from anywhere to anywhere had to cross my place only and so, everyone can see what I’m doing or what I’m browsing.)

The admin people came to my desk and fixed my computer. I don’t know what I was thinking, but I was expecting someone else also to share my computer. ( I was never used to one-to-one computers. Courtesy – college labs) And when the support guy told me that he has fixed my system and gave me the user name and password, I was literally blinking at him. And then I had one phone with zero dialing all for myself. I was not even given time to adjust to these when the admin called my desk number. I was not sure if the call was for me. After looking around so many times and since there was no one else to pick up the phone, I picked it up and said “hello”, “Hi, this is ur ext number. The bank people have come to open ur account”. Me? Having an extension number? Tht too with zero dialing? Aiyoo, ennala thaanga mudiyaliye….

After finishing the bank formalities, the bank guy gave me one pouch saying “This is ur new account kit madam. It contains ur cheque book, debit card and…” bla bla bla… After the cheque book and debit card, I didn’t hear anything. It was all too good to be true. Pudhu vela….pudhu account…pudhu debit card-u…kalakara gayathri…..tht too all in one day was more than I could digest.

Now after serving 5 + years in the same field, all these old memories brings back a smile to my lips and I cant’ stop thinking about myself “Naa ivlo appaviya irundhirukenaa??” (Ok, ok, I can hear you guys saying “nee ivlo periya alpama-nu”, but still that’s the way I am and I love myself for what I am)

Friday, March 26, 2010

Happy Ponnu Paatha Day!!!

Congratulations sweetheart….it was on this day five years before that we first met…I am so lucky to get you as my wife…..Here’s ur gift…..

Naan kaanbadhu enna kanava…illa nanava…..I pinch myself and OUCH…..kanavu dhan….

My dream is disturbed and I wake up to find my darling still sound asleep. Some choice words come to my thought, but I refrain myself from saying them to him, since this is supposed to be a special day. Having known him for five years, I don’t expect anything and I continue my routine. (For those of you who continue reading thinking that there IS some surprise gift for me…..pls don’t. There is absolutely nothing at all and that is the reason why this blog is written in the first place)

Every year for the past five years, I try to control myself from asking him “You know what day today is?”, but No, I simply can’t. I never learn – do I? The moment I ask this question, only the moment I ask this question, he remembers. (Thank God, he remembers atleast then…) He has a readymade excuse– “I was just checking whether u remember” – as if he remembered. He knows to hell that I will not forget even the teeny meeny things which we spoke before marriage – let alone these dates.

Y are guys like this?? I don’t understand. I simply don’t understand. It beats me how my husband loves to get surprises from me, but it just doesn’t strike him to give me one is something beyond my understanding. And then there is the very fact that I TELL him that I too love suprises every time I give him his gift. Poor me!

There are times when I get most irritated and I feel like not giving him any gift – (leave out surprises), but always in the last minute, I go and buy something for him. Why? Simple. I love him. To hell with this love. I can’t even maintain my resolution. But, even he loves me. Then why? It was all so romantic when the first time he answered “I myself am a big gift for you, then y another gift?”, but every year…same dialogue – man! Give me a break. I NEED A SURPRISE. There! I’ve said it aloud. At least change the dialogue and say something romantic.

How did I – who live for surprises land up with someone like this from the opposite pole? Opposite poles attract – they say, and of course we are attracted to each other…but darling, don’t u think it would be even more attractive if there are some surprises?

PS: Dear….surprise or no surprise…gifts or no gifts…I will always love u…and I am very very glad that this day happened in my life five years ago….Happy ponnu paatha day!

PPS: But I will still never say no to a belated gift either…so plan something fast so that I can post my next blog. Love u always.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010


How can men blame women for watching mega-serials when they can eat cricket, drink cricket and sleep cricket? No, I am not against cricket. Even I watch cricket – or rather I used to watch cricket (before my marriage that is) and I like the thrill and excitement, but there could be no one who can watch this game like my husband. (Dear, this is NOT a compliment)

He becomes totally deaf and dumb while watching cricket or reading cricket news. Even I become deaf and dumb when it comes to Harry Potter or Sidney Sheldon, but even when I am deaf and dumb, I can realize if my daughter is curling around my legs wanting me to carry her.

My daughter has the habit of watching rhymes cd while she is eating. I find this comfortable since I can feed her in one place. But nowadays, thanks to IPL, he expects my daughter to finish her dinner either before he comes home or have her dinner without the cd. But u know, like father – like daughter. She is competing with him. She refuses to change to the TV mode even after her dinner is over.

The other day I was discussing something very important to him, while he is channel-surfing, and nodding his head…At one point, he gave a huge exclamation – Ooooooohhhhhh!!. I was like…edhukku ippadi oru reaction and I turn towards the TV….the team has missed a catch. Who am I talking to? The walls?

Last weekend, I needed a break. Since my elder daughter was staying a relative’s house with my in-laws, I decided to ask him out for dinner. I didn’t want to cook since it was only the two of us. We went to the restaurant and he lovingly gives me a seat saying that it will be comfortable for me to feed Swathi, and seated himself opposite to me. It took me only 2 minutes to realize that he was not seated opposite to me, but he was seated opposite to the TV set in the restaurant DAMN this cricket.

U can totally trust my husband to take care of the house and go out while he is watching cricket. Even if a thief enters the house through the front door, robs the entire house and leaves the house after saying “Bye” to him, he will not bother to say a return Bye.

I agree….a guy needs some entertainment after his long and tiring office hours…but shouldn’t there be some limit? Sigh!

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Red Rose...

Each year he sent her roses,
and the note would always say,
I love you even more this year,
than last year on this day.
My love for you will always grow,
with every passing year."

She knew this was the last time
that the roses would appear.
She thought, he ordered roses
in advance before this day.
Her loving husband did not know,
that he would pass away.

He always liked to do things early,
way before the time.
Then, if he got too busy,
everything would work out fine.

She trimmed the stems and
placed them in a very special vase.
Then, sat the vase beside
the portrait of his smiling face.

She would sit for hours,
In her husband's favorite chair.
While staring at his picture,
and the roses sitting there.

A year went by, and it was
to live without her mate.
With loneliness and solitude,
that had become her fate.

Then, the very hour,
The doorbell rang, and there
were roses sitting by her door.

She brought the roses in,
and then just looked at them in shock.
Then, went to get the telephone,
to call the florist shop.

The owner answered, and she asked him,
if he would explain, Why would someone would
do this to her, causing her such pain?

"I know your husband passed away,
more than a year ago,"
The owner said,
"I knew you'd call, and you would want to know.
The flowers you received today,
were paid for in advance.
Your husband always planned ahead,
he left nothing to chance.
There is a standing order,
that I have on file down here,
And he has paid, well in advance,
you'll get them every year.

There also is another thing,
that I think you should know,
He wrote a special little card...he did this years ago.
Then, should ever I find out that he's no longer here, that's the card that should be sent to you
the following year."

She thanked him and hung up the phone, her tears now flowing hard.
Her fingers shaking,
as she slowly reached to get the card.

Inside the card, she saw that he had written her a note.
Then, as she stared in total silence,
this is what he wrote...

"Hello my love, I know it's been a year
since I've been gone.
I hope it hasn't been too hard for you to overcome.
I know it must be lonely,
and the pain is very real.

Or if it was the other way,
I know how I would feel.
The love we shared made everything
so beautiful in life.
I loved you more than words can say,
you were the perfect wife.
You were my friend and lover,
you fulfilled my every need.
I know it's only been a year,
but please try not to grieve.

I want you to be happy,
even when you shed your tears.
That is why the roses will be sent to you for years.
When you get these roses,
think of all the happiness that we had together,
and how both of us were blessed.
I have always loved you and
I know I always will.
But, my love, you must go on,
you have some living still.

Please...try to find happiness,
while living out your days.
I know it is not easy,
but I hope you find some ways.

The roses will come every year,
and they will only stop,
When your door's not answered,
when the florist stops to knock.
He will come five times that day,
in case you have gone out.
But after his last visit,
he will know without a doubt!
To take the roses to the place,
where I've instructed him
and place the roses where we are,
together once again.

Sometimes in life, you find a special friend;
Someone who changes your life
just by being part of it.
Someone who makes you laugh
until you can't stop;
Someone who makes you believe
that there really is good in the world.
Someone who convinces you
that there really is an unlocked door
just waiting for you to open it.

This is Forever Friendship.
This is the sacred RED ROSE.

Friday, March 19, 2010

My Kids Diary

I’ve heard many people say that you should not compare your kids, especially siblings. But I find myself doing that very often. I am not analyzing which is good or bad, but just comparing. You just cannot stop doing that between your kids – especially when both are of the same sex – that too girls. So ketkave venam. Whoever said – sisters will be similar, here are the similarities between my daughters

First kid – She turned over at the end of the fifth month
Second kid – She turned over at the beginning of her fourth month itself.

First – She started walking without support 2 days before her first birthday
Second – She can stand without support now in her 10th month

First – She developed two bunny teeth before her first birthday
Second – She has 2 lower teeth and 4 teeth are sprouting in her upper jaw now

First – She grasped everything very fast
Second – She grasps everything – if not very fast, atleast fast

First – She got accustomed in my parent’s home by 10 months
Second – She is still not comfortable with my parents.

First – Amma ponnu
Second – Appa ponnu

First – Her hair is silky
Second – Her hair is rough

First – She started getting angry for certain things only after her 2nd birthday
Second – She gets angry for everything now itself

First – She started breaking my head after her 2nd birthday
Second – She has started breaking my head before her 1st birthday


First – She wants ONLY the things which her sister has
Second - She wants ONLY the things which her sister has

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Another tag - Pregnancies

Copied this tag from one of my other favourite blogs….and modified it of course….

First - Yes. I was waiting….
Second – No…


Was eagerly watching the preg stick to change its color.
Was eagerly watching the preg stick not to change its color…



I knew when it happened
Home pregnancy test

My mother
My mother-in-law.

05 Mar 2007
11 May 2009

Very much
Thankfully not that bad.

All of my mother’s dishes
Sweets…mostly Mothi chur ladoo

My car sickness
Nothing actually



9 kilos.
10 kilos.



39 hours 45 minutes.
8 hours.

Call Taxi driver



Yes. Epidural – Bless the guy who found it…
Of course yes - Epidural.

2.720 kg
3.10 kg

1 week before due date – 27 Feb 2007 – 8:44 PM
1 week before due date – 05 May 2009 – 10: 54 AM

Happy….I always wanted a girl
Very happy – Two little beauties – Girls rock!!

Welcome dear – u sure made ur arrival a big event
Thank God u r healthy ( I always had a fear for pre-mature delivery for the 2nd kid)



3 years 2 weeks 4 days
10 months 1 week 6 days

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

My 100 things tag

I am posting this blog inspired from a friend....


1. Last beverage: Tea
2. Last phone call: My hubby
3. Last text message: Aircel – Astrology for the day….
4. Last song you listened to: “kaathadi pola nenju koothadudhe….kannadi bomma bomma aaa aadudhe…” – by smruthi
5. Last time you cried: Don’t remember
6. Dated someone twice? Haven’t got the chance
7. Been cheated on? Yes, I guess
8. Kissed someone & regretted it? No
9. Lost someone special? My school friend
10. Been depressed? Post pregnancy blues
11. Been drunk and thrown up? Not yet… ;-)
12. Kissed a stranger? No!
13. Lost glasses/contacts? Some 10 days back…I dunno how my specs fell down while driving….and I found it on the roadside on my way back home… and received appreciations from my hubby – “Only u can do it”
14. Had sex on first date? No
15. Broken someone’s heart? My hubby’s…I suppose…by marrying him
16. Had your own heart broken? Yes…when I knew shahrukh was already married
17. Been arrested? Hope i am….in my hubby’s heart
18. Turned someone down? Many in my list.
19. Cried when someone died? For my grand fathers
20. Liked a friend that is a girl? I like all my friends who are girls….no…not in tht way….


21. Made new friends? Some…
22. Fallen out of love? Nope
23. Laughed until you cried? Many times
24. Met someone who changed you? My second kid…
25. Found out who your true friends were? Found them long before past year
26. Found out someone was talking about you? I guessed


27. Name: kg3
28. Nicknames: Bujima
29. Relationship status: Married
30. Zodiac sign: Capricorn
31. Male or female or transgendered: Female!
32. Elementary: Prince Mat. High. Sec. School - Chennai
33. School: Prince Mat. High. Sec. School - Chennai
34. Colleges: Sri Sai Ram Engineering College
35. Hair color: Black brown
36. Long or short: Long.
37. Height: 5′3″


38. First surgery: Appendicitis
39. First piercing: I don’t remember
40. First best friend: jayshree
41. First sport you loved: Running race
42. First pet: None
43. First vacation: My college tour
44. First concert: During school, when I did a katcheri in Guruvayoor temple – nanganallur….i don’t even remember the keerthanai now


45. Eating: Nothing
46. Drinking: Water
47. I’m about to: Post this blog
48. Listening to: My colleagues’ technical discussion
49. Waiting for: A good job offer


50. Want kids? Some more?? No pls…
51. Want to get married? Once is enough….
52. Careers in mind? To be a good homemaker some day


53. Lips or eyes: Eyes!!
54. Hugs or kisses: Hugs!!
55. Shorter or taller: Heights don’t matter
56. Older or younger: Neither age matters
57. Romantic or spontaneous: Romantic!!
58. Nice stomach or nice arms: Even they don’t matter.
59. Sensitive or loud: Sensitive.
60. Hook-up or relationship: Depends on whether it is Shahrukh or not.
61. Trouble maker or hesitant: Hesitant!! 1 trouble maker in a family is enough


62. Yourself: I think yes
63. Miracles: how I would love one.
64. Love at first sight: No
65. Heaven: Yes.
66. Santa Claus: NO
67. Kiss on the first date: No
68. Angels: Same answer as for 63.


69. Maroon
70. Black
71. White
72. Bloo Pink
73. Have you kissed anyone on your friends list? No!
74. How many people on your friends list do you know in real life? I don’t understand
75. How many kids do you want to have? 2 is more than enough
76. Do you have any pets? Enga amma aadu…valatha….koli valatha…aanaaaa………………...
77. Do you want to change your name? No.
78. What did you do for your last birthday? Working in office
79. What time did you wake up today? 7:00
80. What were you doing at midnight last night? Sleeping
81. Name something you CANNOT wait for? That cozy hug from him
82. Last time you saw your father? Yesterday
83. What is one thing you wish you could change about your life? Nothing, I guess
84. Most visited webpage:
85. Do you have a crush on someone? - What’s the point? They are already married
86. Ever been in love? Yes!!
87. Piercings? 2 ears and 1 nose
88. Tattoos? No way
89. Righty or lefty: Righty
90. On Internet since: 2004.
91. Video game: No
92. When left alone: cleaning, sleeping, reading


93. Is there one person you want to be with right now? How about shahrukh?
94. Had more than one boyfriend/girlfriend at one time? I am not that indecent to have both the boyfriends in the same place at the same time…how much it would hurt them
95. Wanted to kill some one ever? My hubby……with my love
96. Among you blog mates, who would you like to kiss? No one.
97. Committed a blunder and regretted later? He he he …. Many times
98. Wanted to steal you friend’s boyfriend / girlfriend? Thank God…I did not
99. Wanted to run away from your loved ones in anger, because they didn’t listen? Like about 1000 times everyday ….Courtesy – my daughters….
100. Posting this as 100 Truths? Pass. Next question pls….

Friday, March 12, 2010

Paatu padavaaa????

The other day…I was singing…

“kannuku oru vannakili…kaadhuku oru gaana kuyil…
Nenjukoru vanji kodi nee dhan amma…..”

Immediately…out of nowhere..smruthi comes into the picture and…

“Amma…enna padara….”
“Raasathi unna….paatu”
“Illa….cinema paatu”
“padaatha ma….pls ma….”
“enakku thala valikudhu….”
“enakku bore adikudhu…adhan naan padaren…unakku enna?”
“appo naan rhymes padaren…nee kelu…aana nee padatha…enakku thala valikudhu….”

Now…can’t a woman even sing her favourite song in peace????

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Gift for a friend....

I had a college friend or rather I have a friend whom I met in college. My name and his name started with the same alphabet and so as per the attendance rolls, I was forced to work with him during all my workshops. Practicals, ED classes, etc. We shared our work…for ex, I used to complete his workshop records and he used to complete my ED drawings. That is how we mainly became friends.

During the class hours, only I took notes, when this friend and his back bench friends used to have a gala time. My notes were used by him during our semesters – meaning they were either copied down for him by his sister or were photo-copied. (Thanks to the 30 p Xerox) Even during the term tests, it was I who used to prepare "bits" for him, while I slogged for mugging up my theories. (Writing will help u to remember them…..he said….but chinnatha eludhu…I cannot carry notes in the exam hall…only bits…) Idhellam rumba tooooooooo much da….i said, but still I have never said no to any of his atrocities.

There was always a munch or kit-kat waiting after the fights….no matter who started the fight and ended it….the munch or kit-kat would always be sponsored by me only. But still, there were some very rare occasions, where suddenly I received a perk from him for no reason.

Then our college days were over..he got settled in a good job, I got married, my husband and him became good friends, he settled in UK…all that is fine. But the reason for this blog is......

Suddenly one fine day he calls me and says he is going to do FURTHER STUDIES….that too…..GLOBAL MBA…. I was like…. :-s
Though I wished him…congratulated him and all tht bla bla bla…. I couldn’t help telling him….”Now you will understand my value da…..lets c who writes u notes in s’gpore”

Since we were supposed to be very good friends, I decided to get him something as a token of appreciation for his agni paritchai of continuing studies again. But we couldn’t meet before he left and so I decided to keep the so called gift for myself. (I really bought this gift for him only…and not for me…not for me….not for me….)

Now, since he got a 4-day holiday and he needed a break very badly (poor guy….padikara kaalathula olunga padichirundha….ippa kashtam theriyaadhu-la…) he came to India last weekend. As a dutiful friend, I called him on Saturday (thought he claims to have made the call first) and we planned to meet. But as another dutiful friend, he failed to come and left back without even bothering to call me before leaving. will not be my fault if the gift still remains with me…right? And since I’m not at all angry with you my dear friend, I promise you that you will never ever receive that gift from me…..

The only way to console me is may be you can think of sending me one bag of assorted chocolates…exclusively for me and another bag for my daughters….and another one for my hubby since he too loves them….wht abt it buddy?

PS: I wouldn’t say no to the s'gpore airline tickets which u said u would sponsor for my family either!!!!

Friday, March 5, 2010

History repeats itself....

For all the adi odhai and sandais which swathi got from her akka….the time has come for her to give back. So now it’s the reverse phase….It is Swathi doing all the adi….odhai and sandais and Smruthi crying now….sorry…not crying…only screaming…(only I can make her cry u c.)

Swathi plays silently with whatever she is interested which is mostly plates…spoons…paper..etc….but the moment her sister enters the scene carrying something….. be it her school bag….or toys…or rubber band…or clip….or even her dress….this little female wants ONLY that and nothing else….huh!! And wants to grab it from her…aana ava summa irupaala…..iva thangai-na ava akaa illaya???? So she doesn’t give hers. Immediately starts all the screaming….beating…pushing…and obviously crying…..but even now…it is only Swathi who is crying and not Smruthi…So akka still has the superiority in that area. The point to be noted here is that Swathi cries only if I or anybody else is looking at her….else she carries on her with her screaming.

If Smruthi is not around…she wants the things which we are holding… and she expresses her wants by ofcourse screaming…Today when I was taking the karandi to cook (yes ladies….i cook…when my cook is on leave)…she wants that karandi….screams… husband takes his watch and purse before leaving for office…screams.….i go to the bathroom with ---------…again screams….endi unakku vevasthaye illaya???

Yesterday Smruthi returned from a marriage reception with her paati carrying a bag full of pop-corn…The moment I open the door…she gets excited and narrates her full evening episode to me and the pop-corn bag lay forgotten for 5 mins….only 5 mins….after the narration…she turns to her bag to show me the pop-corn….but there was no need for it. All the pop-corn already lay on the floor. Courtesy – Swathi…..That’s all. BAM!!! Before I could stop her..Swathi lay with her back on the floor and yelling. Since I’m used to all this by now…I take Swathi and console her…and guess what happened…this little kid went and PINCHED Smruthi…that too deliberately….I couldn’t believe my eyes…she is only 10 months old….ONLY 10 MONTHS and she has learned to attack back….

All this time I was advising Smruthi not to beat her sister….and now I don’t have an answer when she asks me…”Ippo ava mattum enna killalaama????” Guess from now on..the adi…odhai and sandais…will be from both sides and more frequent…

And consequently all my residual patience will soon be gone with the wind….Amen!!!!!!