Me & Myself!

Giving a break to kids and romances, here, I decide to write blog solely for me and about me. So, this post is about me, me and me!!

I love reading.....anything which interests me, ranging from puzzles in 'siruvar malar', to novels, blogs, home-making. I am still crazy about Harry potter and Lord of the Rings. When nothing else is available, I pick a copy of HP and start reading randomly.

I like to do expensive shopping for self, but look at the price tag, and come back without buying it. I don't own any dresses, for which rates have been a four-digit number. Except my marriage sarees.

I don't mind buying dresses for my daughters, which easily touch the range of 2k - 3k. I don't mind spending for my kids, and most often, I end up buying more than I should have actually done. (Oops, kids agan!)

My imagination wanders to the negative extremes, when a loved one is late by more than an hour, without information.

I think I have been a good girl, good daughter, a best friend, an awesome wife, and an above-average mother.

I always feel guilty after shouting at my kids, but that has not stopped me from shouting at them again and again.

I like to cry on seeing emotional scenes in movies.

I hate back-biting.

I don't like calling up help-desks and enquire for something. I always want to leave such tasks to hubby.

I like to be a home-maker some day, and maintain my home the way I want it to be.

I am very poor in maintaining contacts, with people, whom I don't meet on a day-to-day basis.

I am very good at finding excuses.

I like to give away free-advises, but only when I am asked for!

I can be easily irritated.

Most of the times, I tend to have a guilty feeling about something or the other.

I am conscious of God, and tend to think twice, before doing something wrong, (like lying, shouting at some idiot, who tries to bang on my car, coming in the wrong route, missing rituals and customs) Not that I’m saint-incarnated, but same case as point 6 above.

I love to follow traditions and customs. I ‘love' to follow....and not that I am following all of them...

I love to put kolams, rangoli and mehendi.

I always have starting problem, be it getting up in the morning, cleaning the house, conversing with a stranger, posting a blog, whatever!

I am giving freedom to this post today, after almost two years of confinement in the drafts section.

New Year Resolutions - To-do or not-to-do

New Year Resolutions? Me? No! Definitely not! I have never resolved to do anything for any year, and this year continues to be the same! As far as I’m concerned, if I have been lazy enough not to do something for the past 365 days, I’m probably going to be the same for the next 365 days as well. So, why add to the guilt factor, by taking some resolutions, which I anyway know that I am not going to follow?

For example, if I had wanted to clean that clutter in my PC desktop, I should have done that when I changed my desktop background to my kids’ photos, and not waited until the new year. Had I cleaned my desktop, everytime the desktop background was changed, it would have looked cleaner than my house. (Not that my house looks clean all the time, but still, I needed something for the comparison!)

Had I taken a resolution to reduce my addiction to Dragon Balm, I should have taken it every single day. Or at least minimized the usage, when there was no head-ache as such. But I was only doing a social service – yes, whenever I use it, no one in the vicinity would get head-ache for ages. Moreover, why bring the company to a loss, to which I have been a major contributor so far?

Oh, but yes, there was this one resolution where I had decided that I would stop screaming at my kids for no reason, whatsoever! And implementing this has been the easiest. I follow it atleast a dozen times every day. Obviously, I have to stop screaming at some point, when my throat becomes sore, right! How much ever we scream and fight, none of us can sleep without the end-of-day hugs in bed. They know that their mom loves them, come what may, and to them I’m always the best, and to me they are the best!

So, what is the point of trying to be better at something, when I am already the best? ;-) 

Image source: Internet

This is the second post written for the January Blogathon!

Happy B’day to me!!!

Today as I’m entering my second year in the thirties, I re-collect all my previous birthdays. When in school, my birthday would almost always fall during the Christmas holidays, and so, no color dress to school, no chocolates distribution to friends and teachers. Oh, how I would envy my friends whose bdays fell on school days, and how they would show off their color dresses to friends on their b’days! Today, when my daughter demands the type of chocolates she wishes to give her friends on her b’day, I can relate with her only too well.

When in college, it was again during the semester holidays or if my luck would have it, it would be the semester exams itself. Though the chocolate distribution craze had worn out by that time, the gifts and cards were always there to be opened and cherished. Something to look forward to!

Join the corporate world, a b’day cake was cut for my birthday, as a team of course, but still that was my first cake ever. Somewhere down the line, the craze of gifts and sweets had slowly worn out, not that I’m not enjoying my life. I’m still happy and satisified with the way my life is going, but I guess that with age comes maturity and so all the childish desires slowly fade out of interest.

But today was different. Apart from the special wishes from friends and well-wishers, one of my team-member, came and gave me a chocolate! Chocolates always lift my mood, but the fact that this person thought of giving it as my b’day gift was what made it special. And then, there was another chocolate from yet another team-mate, and then, one another! Its been raining chocolates today! More than the gift, the thought that my team-members had of wanting to gift me, was what made me feel special.

Thanks to all my well-wishers! Each one of you truly made my day! 

To like or not-to-like

Six months of tight project schedule and hectic time as a family-person, has drained out nearly all the energy from me, that realization has dawned on me that I should spend more and more of 'me' time. So, here I come - back to writing! Since this writing time is supposed to be 'me' time, I start by writing a few of my favorite things and our favorite 'Murphy' in each of those:

- Watching a favorite movie in the TV undisturbed: (ie, without hubby switching channels, or the kids interupting, or no house-hold chores to be done) aaaannnndddd - the power goes off during your favorite scene!

- Shopping like crazy in pondy-bazaar, coming home with handful of carry-bags, and displaying the goodies proudly to hubby, aaannnnnndddd - one of the favorite things which I shopped was left back in the shop itself!

- Reading a physical book after a very very long time, sitting in the balcony swing, with a cup of coffee, and enjoying the book, aaaannnndddd - the book ends all of a sudden with a 'To be continued' note, and the sequel is not available for the next 6 months or so, and suddenly you feel like a kid from whom chocolate was grabbed from her hand!

- Making round, crispy, dosas for the entire family, and hubby praises my talent, aaannnndddd - the final set of dosas which I make for myself gets stuck to the pan!

- In the theatre, the kids behave extremely well without any tantrums, so much that I'm able to watch the movie in peace, aaaannnnnddd the movie sucks!

-After every fight, I turn over to the other side, staying awake and waiting for hubby to come and talk to me first, aaannnndddd I hear snoring after a few minutes!

- As rare as Halley's comet, hubby gets me a surprise dress for anniversary, aaanddddddd the size is XXL!

- Sitting down to blog on the list of my favorites, aaaanndddd suddenly the list of my favorites simply doesn't cross my mind anymore!

Passport To A Healthy Pregnancy

When they placed you in my arms you slipped into my heart
I never knew how much a person could love until i became a mommy.
Every time you say “Mommy, I love you” my heart melts.



Pregnancy - Every woman's birth right. Getting pregnant, feeling the baby, enjoying the elder's pampering, husband's unique love when you carry his child, entering labor, feeling the pain, pushing so hard, so that the baby needn't try hard, hearing the first cry, the smell of the baby, breastfeeding, the sleepless nights , the first smile, first crawl, first tooth, first walk, the innocence, the mischiefs , the tantrums, the this, the that - the joy of all these can never be explained enough in words. To realize the full meaning of these, you need to be a mother.

The moment you learn you are pregnant, your mind is filled with all sorts of questions, and the moment, you declare that you are pregnant, you can find that the whole wide universe, including Tom, Dick and Harry are ready to shower you with - not love, advises. Advise first - Love next. For the same question, you will get 100 different solutions. So, my best advise is (well, I'm also a part of this universe, right?) - don't listen to any of these. Just listen to your doctor, and your inner-self. Yes, your inner-self. Nature knows best. It will tell you what and when.

Enjoy your pregnancy time with your baby and husband. Whatever discomforts you may face during pregnancy, remember, it's for the goodness of your baby. Don't whine and enjoy even those. Do what you enjoy most, hold hands with your partner and go for evening walks, feel the little butterfly kicks. Be happy all the time. Your baby will know it. Talk to your baby. She(He) will hear it. Give gentle massages to your tummy. Your baby will love them. This is the time. Involve your partner throughout your pregnancy. This is when the actual bonding starts - not only between you and your baby, but also, between your partner and your baby, and most importantly, between you and your partner as well!

The best thing which happened to me during my pregnancy - next to darling hubby and parents, of course, was my doctor(s). Though, I didn't like her in the beginning, I was forced to consult her, owing to my in-laws previous experiences with the hospital . Whatever, complaint I gave her, she used to revert back with a natural remedy. The medications which she gave me were a bare minimum, to which I owe her a lot. I have seen many cases, where pregnant moms take lot of medication, and the result affecting the baby after delivery. Here, I share some of those tips with you readers!

(3rd month)

Me: Doc, I'm unable to eat anything, since, I have frequent vomitting.
She: Its fine, until your third month.
Me: Do, I need to take any calcium or iron tablets, since my other pregnant friends are having.?
She: Drink milk, have curd. That is calcium. Eat green leaves. That is iron.
Me: Do, I need to be on bed-rest for some time?
She: You are pregnant, not a patient, remember that.

(6th month)

Me: I'm getting back-pain
She: Do you go for walking??
Him (immdly): Not at all doc
She: Then, obviously you will have back pain
Me: Any tablets for cure?
She: Use hot water bag and go walking
Me: For cold?
She: Try hot-water steaming
Me: Fever?
She: Paracetamol
Me: (grrrrrrrrrrr)
Me: okay! Can I take saffron, to increase the complexion of the baby?
She: Oh yes, you can! But, don't take brinjal, else, your baby may become purple. Or don't eat green leaves. What if the baby turns green?

(I will never forget her sarcasm, or forgive her either!)

(9th month)

Me: From when can I take leave before delivery?
She: Why??
Me: So, that I can be on rest?
She: You can continue working until you get pain
Me: (shocked) What if get into labor, when I'm in office?
She: Then, take a bus and come here directly. (Not even an auto. A bus!)

It was all I could do, to control myself from screaming at her at every visit. The only reason, I didn't change my hospital, was that this was the only hospital I knew in Chennai, which allowed husbands inside the labor ward, and that too a mandatory factor. But, when the time came for delivery, there couldn't have been a better doctor, who made me so comfortable, so relaxed, and so effectively took care of my delivery. She was awesome, that inspite of all my not-so-good-thoughts about her, I automatically, went to her even for my second delivery - without even any second thoughts.

I dedicate this blog to my doctor - Dr. Rajasri, (EVKMC, Chennai). Thank you so much doctor, and am sorry, that I couldn't get a chance to tell you this even once, during my two pregnancy visits, that, you were AWESOME. Given a chance, I would prefer only you for even my daughters' deliveries. Here are the photos of the babies you helped me to deliver.

Naan romba busy....

Life in the past few months....has been very busy. So busy, that I didn't even find time to blog about some incidents, which I wanted to. Well, I know some eyebrows will be raised, when I said I was busy. Well, my friend, 'busy' doesn't ONLY mean, that I am busy in office. I have a husband, in-laws and two kids, who are more than enough to keep me busy even when I am in home. And obviously enough, whatever I wanted to blog about was about them, and it was them who was keeping me busy enough not to let me write a blog when I wanted to....

So, here, I am penning down those thoughts, which I wanted to blog about, once upon a time...

In a nutshell.....

- Smruthi gave the opening speech for her sports day in Nehru Stadium, for which, I had to prepare for her speech, more than her. On the D day, she absolutely refused to give the speech, and that is when me and Sri had to bribe her with white boards and markers, to make her speak successfully. And yes, she did talk very nicely. After all, kaakaikum....

- Immediately, the week after that, Swathi's school was celebrating Independence Day, and her madam kept changing her proposed costumes every day. After changing from Radha, to Barbie girl and finally deciding on a Rajasthani costume...she was supposed to appear like a rajasthani girl... The way her maa'm explained to me was "You need to dress her up like how Tabu looks in the "Sandhana thendralai..." song... and somehow, I managed to make her look like that, not exactly, but the best I can.

These school programs are more work for the parents, and if there was one thing, which I was not able to afford to my school-going kids, it is TIME. Very difficult. Inspite of that, I managed to give them my best and I was there with them when they performed. I am proud of myself for that. Hats off to me.

- Coming next, the frequent fights, between me and Sri, and the expected-but-never-came-romances. DOT.

- I finally, FINALLY managed to watch a Harry Potter movie in the theatres. History should not say that a die-hard HP fan, has not seen even a single HP movie in the theater. So, in order to make history, after desperate attempts, watched HP and the Deathly Hallows in PVR cinemas. And the most important point is, I was able to watch without hubby and kids' interruption. But, somehow, the movie did not impress me as much as the book did. I loved the books more!!! Anyways, history has been made.

- I was invited for a birthday party of a kid, by a mom, who was totally unknown to me. On attending her call, I was greeted as "Am I talking to Smruthi's mother?" That was the first time, I was addressed like that, and I liked it. She was the mother of Smruthi's classmate, another S. Seems like she always used to talk about Smruthi and few other girls, whenever she returned from school, and so this mother thought that her daughter would like it, if she invited my daughter for the party. And so, we attended her party, I had no clue of the people there, simply went for the cake-cutting , gifted the child and returned back home. When I asked Smruthi, if she enjoyed the party, weirdly enough, she replied that 'S' was not her friend, just a classmate. So, not a big deal!. This girl knows to differentiate between friends and classmates??? I was dumb-struck, as always!!!!

- Smruthi, of late has been asking me questions like, "When will I get married?", "When will you get me married?", "Who will act as the boy, when I get married?" "Only you have to dress me and comb my hair for my marriage as well" and stuff like that, to which I am totally clueless, as to what to answer and how to handle them. May be its the effect of seeing our marriage CD, during our anniversary week. What is the urgency dear! You don't know what you are asking for!

- Smruthi-Swathi fights are reaching an all time high...and there's no stopping either of them, once they get into the conflict mode. Such incidents always drain me of all the energy, and all I can think of at such times is, "when will these girls, grow up, get married and leave the house, so that I can be in peace?"

- Back to the romantic times between me and him, post the accident incident. DOT.

Signing off for now.....

My first car..

As I have complained many times here, it takes almost four hours a day for me to travel from and to office. One fine day, since I had no other reason to argue with hubby, I raised this topic. “Dude…don’t you feel bad, since your wife is spending so much time for travel everyday? Why don’t you get me a car?” – “And who will drive it?” – pat came the reply! Now, this was a challenge to my potentially unknown driving skills. I had to prove myself, atleast for the sake of winning the argument. So, I started the operation – “How to learn to drive a car in 1 week?”

Driving a car is not easy. Especially, if you have a male tutor who is an expert in driving sitting next to you, and issuing instructions, all the time. And it becomes even more difficult, if the said tutor is the darling husband! You can’t even shout back at him and quit the course in the middle, because, your prestige is at stake. It’s a pain in the neck, I tell you! “Don’t do this! Fuel consumption will be more!” “Don’t do that! Fuel consumption will be more!” The even best way to save fuel would be to switch off the engine and walk back home. I many times doubted my own ability and even thought of quitting, even though I would have obviously blamed him for his inefficiency in teaching me! But, lucky for me, the said tutor and husband motivated me enough to drive successfully, without the engine getting turned off. Self-confidence pays!

And successfully enough, I learnt to drive, and even better, I also succeeded in making him get me a new car. Yep! I am now, the proud owner of a brand new Wagon R, although by now, it is a week old. Two days into getting the car, I started to drive to office, mainly to show off to everybody, that I can drive, more than to show off that my husband bought me a new car!

First day, driving in the bypass – God knows, how nervous I was, clutching the steering so tight, that I did not release it, even to reduce the AC which was in a freezing third level. Second day, my confidence increased to the level that I was able to drive back in the highway at 9 in the night. Just for your information, in case you don’t know, lorry traffic in the highway is high at that time. Third day, since I was an expert in driving by then, I decided to take over the responsibility from husband and leave the car in the shed – all by myself, after getting proper instructions – “Do not leave the accelerator, once you have reached the elevation. ” As instructed, I raised the accelerator, to leave the car inside the shed. After a second or so, the car did not move, no matter how much I raised it, only to realize that my husband was screaming like hell, outside the car. No, I didn’t drive over him. He was safe – but the car was not. I had crashed the side door of the car in our shed gate. It got stuck with the gate. Neither could I take it front, nor could I reverse it. After hearing some extraordinarily nice words from him, I got down of the car, and retreated to my room silently, like a kid, who breaks a toy, and silently vacates the place. As I was wondering in my room, as how to make a drama and back-blame him, he luckily came and pacified me, saying that insurance claim is still possible! Good for him, he escaped from my drama. Finally, his friends came to the rescue, and with the help of all mechanical instruments possible, they released the car from the gate. Not much damage – just a big dent and all scratches in the back door. Over-confidence also pays!

I know, I am eligible for all the appreciations, from near and dear for this, but where’s the thrill, if my car doesn’t have even a single scratch?? As our tamil poet has rightly said,

“Dent-odu ottuvaaare, nalla driver aavar,
matravar ellam otta theriyaadhavar!”

This day...That age...

Yeah,he forgot. As usual! He never remembers this day. Or may be he wants to forget this day.... May be! But this time I have learned enough not to ask him about this day. Every year, like a dumb idiot, it is me who goes to him and asks if he remembers this day...but this year, I didn't. I DID NOT ASK HIM. The temptation was high, though!

Even if I had asked, I know the reply. The conversation would have gone somewhere similar to this...

He: *watching cricket / reading paper / sleeping*
Me: Darling...
He: mmm.....
Me: Daaarllingg......
He: mmmmmmmmm.....
Me: I want to ask you something...
He: mm...
Me: *silent, thinking if should really ask him, in this going-nowhere-conversation*
He: what??
Me: *surprised that he responds*
He: What?
Me: Do you know what day today is?
He: Sunday.
Me: *Irritated. What a brilliant answer! My daughter could tell that.*
He: What about it?
Me: Nothing...so shall we go out?
He: Its 6 already...why bother?
Me: Whatever!!!

Darling, if you still don't remember, just to remind you....last sunday was our "Ponnu Paartha day." - the day we first saw each other...I still remember and am very happy about this event. How about you?

Happy Ponnu Paartha day to me.... (Poor me!)

Paartha nyabagam illayo....

The institution called Marriage

Why can't I have my life the way I want it to be? Why do I need to be the one who always has to adjust to everything and everyone - right from nandu-sundu to all the olds and golds? (Even the husband - for that matter) Why can't others compromise for my sake atleast once in a while? Why does getting married means compromises only from the daughter-in-law? Why do we have to give up all our past desires and become a adjust-o-meter for other's sake? Why should I be the one who has to give-up and talk first, for his sake, for her sake, for their sake....whatever.... Who cares about 'my sake'????

Marriage is not always the bed of roses, I agree...and am experiencing this too... (for the first time in 6 years)

Wish list for 2011

Well, I thought of writing a blog for my new year resolutions for 2011. Like, for example, I will get up before Sri wakes up every day, I will not torture people by writing blogs, etc. But then thought, why waste time and energy penning down things which I know I will never follow. So, instead this blog has turned out to be what it is now….

How I wish, that I can get my hubby that Honda City, he always wished for, if not that, atleast the Benz E class, if not that, atleast the BMW, or Volkswagen, or Porsche or….or…or…

How I wish that my hubby gets me that beautiful diamond necklace, or atleast that white gold jewellery, or atleast the platinum one…or…or…or…

How I wish that Smruthi stops comparing what she wears to what I wear…(I’m getting sick of hearing ‘nee mattum churidhar pottiurkiye…enakku enga? Nee mattum jeans potturikiye…ennakku enga?’ and stuff like that. Why can’t she just wear what I make her to wear?)

How I wish that Swathi lets me to stop brushing her teeth and allow me to rinse her mouth every morning. Why can’t she understand that all the paste in the brush has already gone inside her tummy and it is now time to rinse her mouth?

How I wish that I can go on a world tour with my hubby and kids in what is called as an onsite official trip?

How I wish that my friend really believes that I DO work in my office…

How I wish that my hubby stops……………………………………

How I wish that all my wishes come true…….

How I wish……………………………….

How I wish………………..

How I wish…….

Chaand Taare Tod Laoon… Saari Duniya Par Main Chhaoon…
Bas Itna Sa Khwaab Hai… Bas Itna Sa Khwaab Hai…

Half a century

Yippeee...This is my 50th post. I never thought that I would have a hobby, which I would maintain for such a long period. What started as a timepass has almost become an obsession now.

Latest updates in my life?

New business, new job, new people, new roles...Life is going to be challenging from now on, I guess. Hope only that my work-life balance does not get disrupted.

Dear girls, if you don't get to spend enough time with me henceforth,because of the above mentioned challenges, please understand that it would be only short-termed. Definitely.Ultimately, all these efforts are only for your well-being. (That is what I say to console myself)

More updates on upcoming days.
Hope everything goes well.

Holiday....Jolly day...

11 Jun 2010 was the ideal day for me, which I have often dreamed of. I bunked office to see my daughter going first day to her school. I know, it sounds silly but still, its ok.

So, on Friday, I woke up early, prepared breakfast and lunch, and woke up Smruthi, bathed her myself, made her ready for school myself, prepared her favorite Bread toast, fed her, packed lunch for my hubby and FIL, dropped her in school myself, spoke to her teachers and picked her from school myself. Then we spent some “our time” – just the two of us. We spoke about her likes and dislikes, her wants, her happenings in her school, laughed, played, and watched her favorite playschool annual day CD. She told me that she wanted a new ‘straw’ water bottle like the one V had in her school and not her old sipper bottle. She also needed a new snacks box.

2:00 – 4:30 – ‘My time’
Smruthi slept, and it was net time for me. Blogged, chatted and browsed. Then cleaned the house, and SLEPT. An afternoon nap after such a long, looooong time. Woke up at 4:30 – both of us.

5:00 – 6:30 – ‘Shopping time’
Went to some two three shops with Smruthi, before she could select her favorite Orange color water bottle and snacks box. Bought vegetables and groceries and returned home.

6:30 – 10:00 - 'Dinner time'
Prepared my hubby’s favorite aloo paratha with bindi masala side-dish. Received him with a smile, when he returned from office and served him dinner hot-hot. Since I don’t believe in being humble, I take pride in saying that both the dishes came out very nicely. I have understood that a dish becomes tastier, not only when it is made out of the right ingredients, but when it is made out of love. And to top it all, my hubby complimented me on the dish, and that too, without me asking him how it is. Vasishtar vaayala brahma-rishi. Then we chatted, played, told bed-time stories and finally, I went to sleep with a happy smile in my face.

One-day unplanned leave to office is worth this any day.
How I wish I could spend each and every day like this with my family. Sigh! *Deep breaths*

PS: If you are wondering why Swathi is nowhere in the picture, she had gone to see her atthai payan with her paati in my SIL’s place and she returned only after the weekend

My 100 things tag

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

LAST

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….

IN THE PAST YEAR HAVE YOU

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

WHAT’S YOUR

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″

FIRSTS

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

RIGHT 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

YOUR FUTURE

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

WHICH IS BETTER WITH THE OPPOSITE SEX?

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

DO YOU BELIEVE IN

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.

LIST FOUR FAVORITE COLORS

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: chennaimoms.com
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

ANSWER TRUTHFULLY

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….

Marriage changes ur life so much

If marriges are made in heaven, where the spinster days made?

Where are all those glorious care-free days, when I came back from office, threw my hand-bag on the bed, took the remote and laid down on the sofa, channel-surfing, when my mom gave me coffee…had dinner sitting in the sofa, without even cleaning my plate and slept past 12:00 after watching movies?

Gone are the weekends when we met in a friends house for vetti chat and after getting bored of the chat, decide to go for a movie and watch any dubakur movie in Udhayam theatre (only there u will get tickets in current booking) (Now, am not even in touch with most of my friends)

Gone are the days when I have to answer only to my mom who asks “En di late-u?”….”adhuva maa….late aayiduchu” and go to my room (Not possible now being in a joint family and having two kids waiting for me)

Gone are the days when all I have to do is to ask my mom to prepare my fav dish. Now only I have to prepare myself if I want to eat anything, which I mostly DON’T do……

Gone are the days when me and my friends could easily pass comments (within earshot ) on any couple who walks in the beach holding hand in hand….(Now Im the one on whom the comment is passed)

Gone are the new year eves when I was awake till 12’o clock, watching all the TV programs and calling everyone in the new year…. (Now I utilize all the time to sleep when my daughters are sleeping)

Its very weird calling the home where I lived for 23 years as “my parent’s home” and the house which I know for only 4.5 yrs as MY home.

Why…Why…why did I get married?

I dunno if all the happy married ladies get the same thought, but I get this almost everyday when my husband changes the channel when I am watching something interesting.

I’m not complaining about my hubby, or kids , but I feel that it would be better if I get a break from my responsibilities once in a while. get so immersed in our responsibilities that we dont even take time to talk to my friends or do the things which I would like to do.

4 yrs ago, if any one of my friends had failed to attend my marriage, I would have shouted at them like anything and put a hell lot of scene to them..., no matter how valid their reason may be....

"Neeyellam oru friend-a di...thoooooooo"

but now, I am not able to attend my friends wedding, because of my family ties , because my kid was not well, because my hubby had to attend to his friend's marriage that same evening....etc...etc...etc...

I need time for myself, to meet my friends, to be my old self again, once in a while.

I miss my parents’s terribly (even after 4.5 yrs of marriage) and I never miss a chance to go there whenever I get a long weekend.

I plan to give my daughters all their wish ( or rather all I miss now) while they are staying in “their parent’s home” itself.

But all these thoughts doesn’t stop me from missing my husband if I’m staying in my parents’ home even for a single day.

And when I come back to MY home after visiting my parents, I feel like “Home…Sweet home”