Woh pehli baar...jab hum mile...
haathon mein haath..jab hum chale...
Ho gaya yeh dil deewaaana…
Hotha hai pyaar kya? Kisne jaana??????????
Monday, November 15, 2010
Thursday, November 11, 2010
The Countdown has started….
You never know what you missed until you experience it. (Old)
And you never know how you would be suffering, until you experience it. (New)
For so many days, I have wanted to go onsite and was waiting for one such opportunity. Now that I have got one and I am here in UK, I don’t want it. Hope my manager does not hear this statement. No, its not because of the work, just that I have started to get home-sick. Yes, within two days of staying away from my family. And to think that I have to manage for another 5.5 weeks, God save me.
Since it has already been established many times that I am a sentimental idiot, why, why, why did I think that I can manage without my family for 6 weeks? And why Sri, Why did u let me come here?? Why didn’t you stop me from going? It should have been like he got back his bachelorhood without his wife around for so many days. It must have been too good to resist, and that’s why he said OK. I know it was all my choice and I am using the ‘Blame him for everything’ strategy again, but that’s OK. After all, being his wife, I do have that liberty, don’t I? And I don’t even want to come near the kids section. They are being wonderfully nice and managing beautifully without me. How I wish that I had such maturity. My MIL was right in saying “Ur daughters will behave well. See to that, you don’t come back crying, half-way through your trip.” It seems like her words might come true any day.
All I have been thinking ever since landing here is “What made me think that I have the will power to stay away from my family for so long?” I agree that six weeks seemed like a short duration when I was in India. But now, oh God, time is just not at all passing. Every night, when going to sleep, I just count the days passed, and not even a single week has passed since I came here. Its again like my courtship days, when we were doing the countdown for the marriage day. Dear, the countdown has started again.
38 days to go…..
(Oh God, please help me)
And you never know how you would be suffering, until you experience it. (New)
For so many days, I have wanted to go onsite and was waiting for one such opportunity. Now that I have got one and I am here in UK, I don’t want it. Hope my manager does not hear this statement. No, its not because of the work, just that I have started to get home-sick. Yes, within two days of staying away from my family. And to think that I have to manage for another 5.5 weeks, God save me.
Since it has already been established many times that I am a sentimental idiot, why, why, why did I think that I can manage without my family for 6 weeks? And why Sri, Why did u let me come here?? Why didn’t you stop me from going? It should have been like he got back his bachelorhood without his wife around for so many days. It must have been too good to resist, and that’s why he said OK. I know it was all my choice and I am using the ‘Blame him for everything’ strategy again, but that’s OK. After all, being his wife, I do have that liberty, don’t I? And I don’t even want to come near the kids section. They are being wonderfully nice and managing beautifully without me. How I wish that I had such maturity. My MIL was right in saying “Ur daughters will behave well. See to that, you don’t come back crying, half-way through your trip.” It seems like her words might come true any day.
All I have been thinking ever since landing here is “What made me think that I have the will power to stay away from my family for so long?” I agree that six weeks seemed like a short duration when I was in India. But now, oh God, time is just not at all passing. Every night, when going to sleep, I just count the days passed, and not even a single week has passed since I came here. Its again like my courtship days, when we were doing the countdown for the marriage day. Dear, the countdown has started again.
38 days to go…..
(Oh God, please help me)
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Letter to hubby...
Since it is now confirmed that I am moving out of the country officially for the next 45 days or so, I would like to tell you a few things to keep in mind.
1. Please, please spend some time with our girls. Whether it is Smruthi who wants to show you her homework or it is Swathi who wants you to pick her up, please listen to them. The TV and the newspaper can wait. Our daughters are more important than all the news in the world. I am leaving it up to you to make sure that they don’t feel bad when I am out of town.
2. Unlike Smruthi, Swathi likes to brush her teeth when she gets up in the morning. The moment she wakes up, she would point to the bathroom. Take her there and she will let you know where her paste and brush is. Remember, she will NOT let you rinse her mouth until she sees her brush is loaded with the paste. So, first put the paste in her brush and only then, she will let you rinse her mouth. Don’t let this habit die because you get up late, or because it is late for Smruthi, or whatever the reason is.
3. As to Smruthi, well, nothing can be predicted about her. Leave her in her own way, and she will be alright.
4. Control your temper in the household. Remember, I will not be around to say Sri, Sri….. everytime your temper starts rising.
5. Hope you don’t do the “En pondaatti ooorrruukkkuu poitaaaaaaaaa” act in the Airport. If I ever come to know that you have done it, remember your fate is in my hands. I will be back to Chennai in a few days, so its just a matter of time.
More updates will follow as and when I remember. For now, all I can say is “U will definitely be missed.”
1. Please, please spend some time with our girls. Whether it is Smruthi who wants to show you her homework or it is Swathi who wants you to pick her up, please listen to them. The TV and the newspaper can wait. Our daughters are more important than all the news in the world. I am leaving it up to you to make sure that they don’t feel bad when I am out of town.
2. Unlike Smruthi, Swathi likes to brush her teeth when she gets up in the morning. The moment she wakes up, she would point to the bathroom. Take her there and she will let you know where her paste and brush is. Remember, she will NOT let you rinse her mouth until she sees her brush is loaded with the paste. So, first put the paste in her brush and only then, she will let you rinse her mouth. Don’t let this habit die because you get up late, or because it is late for Smruthi, or whatever the reason is.
3. As to Smruthi, well, nothing can be predicted about her. Leave her in her own way, and she will be alright.
4. Control your temper in the household. Remember, I will not be around to say Sri, Sri….. everytime your temper starts rising.
5. Hope you don’t do the “En pondaatti ooorrruukkkuu poitaaaaaaaaa” act in the Airport. If I ever come to know that you have done it, remember your fate is in my hands. I will be back to Chennai in a few days, so its just a matter of time.
More updates will follow as and when I remember. For now, all I can say is “U will definitely be missed.”
Saturday, October 23, 2010
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.
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.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Happy Friendship Day...
I know Friendship day falls in August and not in October. But it was in October, exactly this day 10 years before that we first entered our college.
Miss u dear college, Miss u dear labs and workshops, Miss u dear HOD and professors, Miss u seniors and juniors, and miss u dear friends...
This blog is a special dedication to all my college friends and especially to you PG.
10 years of friendship. Not bad huh!!!
Miss u dear college, Miss u dear labs and workshops, Miss u dear HOD and professors, Miss u seniors and juniors, and miss u dear friends...
This blog is a special dedication to all my college friends and especially to you PG.
10 years of friendship. Not bad huh!!!
Friday, October 8, 2010
Circle and Semi-circle
During another random conversation with Smruthi yesterday.
Me: Darling, why don’t you take ur old school bag to school tomorrow, since this one is very heavy for you?
She: Ma! Tomorrow is Friday. Ma’m will give me homework tomorrow. That will not fit into the old bag.
(And gives a ‘don’t-you-know-even-this’ look at me)
Me: Oh! Ok. So, what is going to be your home-work for colouring tomorrow? Any idea?
She: I think it is a semi-circle, coz, we colored that yesterday in school.
Me: **going bonkers** SEMI-CIRCLE?? What does that mean??
She: You put a ‘round’ in a paper. That is a Circle. Erase half of it. Then it becomes a semi-circle.
Me: (speechless)
I don’t think I understood the difference between a circle and semi-circle until I learned Trigonometry in X std. And my darling is teaching me the difference, in her kinder garden. Kids of today!!!!!!!
Tomorrow is ‘Report Card’ day in her school, combined with a PT meeting, and I hope that I will hear all praises about my daughter. (They better do that for the money we have paid them.)
…..To be continued by another post (based on the results)
Me: Darling, why don’t you take ur old school bag to school tomorrow, since this one is very heavy for you?
She: Ma! Tomorrow is Friday. Ma’m will give me homework tomorrow. That will not fit into the old bag.
(And gives a ‘don’t-you-know-even-this’ look at me)
Me: Oh! Ok. So, what is going to be your home-work for colouring tomorrow? Any idea?
She: I think it is a semi-circle, coz, we colored that yesterday in school.
Me: **going bonkers** SEMI-CIRCLE?? What does that mean??
She: You put a ‘round’ in a paper. That is a Circle. Erase half of it. Then it becomes a semi-circle.
Me: (speechless)
I don’t think I understood the difference between a circle and semi-circle until I learned Trigonometry in X std. And my darling is teaching me the difference, in her kinder garden. Kids of today!!!!!!!
Tomorrow is ‘Report Card’ day in her school, combined with a PT meeting, and I hope that I will hear all praises about my daughter. (They better do that for the money we have paid them.)
…..To be continued by another post (based on the results)
Thursday, October 7, 2010
Kann vizhithu soppanam kanden…
For one of my team-mate, marriage has been arranged and fixed. Like how mine was before 5 years. And he has got a nice 5 months time before marriage. Like how we had. And needless to say, he is constantly on the phone, like how we were. So, here I go, back to my flashbacks, day dreaming about those lovely, ever-green days and torturing hubby everyday (for the past one week) talking to him about those days. Till date, he is patient enough to listen to me and say ‘mmm’ and ‘yes’ at all the appropriate places. (Dunno, how long this patience will last though!!!!!)
Soon after the official match-fixing was made, I mean the ‘pen paarkum padalam’, I still remember how I was waiting for my supposed-to-be-fiance to ask me out for a date. The expected phone call from him never came. How much dumber can a man get? Does he expect me, the girl to call him first and ask him out for a date? What if my whole idea backfires and they think me cheap? So, I waited, hoping that some day he would call me, at least once before marriage. And all in vain for one week. Finally, when I lost my patience and was about to call him, he luckily called me and saved me from embarrassment. Unable to control myself, I, like a stupid idiot, asked him why it took him ONE WEEK to call his fiancée. And the answer I got??? “I fell sick the day I saw you.” What a romantic beginning!!!!!!!!
But, that was just the beginning, and there was no stopping us after that. Not a single day went without each other talking over the phone till the battery went dead. Not a single weekend was wasted. Not a single movie released in town went unseen. Not a single restaurant was left. And not a single sundal-boy was missed in the beach. The special ringtone for that special call, the sweet nothings, the wait for Gud morning and Gud nite SMSs, the continuing sms even after the gud nite sms, the shopping sprees, the wait to see each other, the countdown for marriage, each and every minute was enjoyed and looked forward to. Even the teasing from friends and relatives seemed enjoyable. No matter how much enjoyable and romantic the marriage life is, nothing can ever replace this golden period. Even after 50 years of a happy married life, the memory of these courtship days is what will keep the marriage young and fresh, throughout life.
Love…brings a smile in our face when we wake up in the morning, a reason to get up, (inspite of only a few hours of sleep). Love makes life worth living for. Love makes life more beautiful.
Fall in love. Live Life King Size.
Soon after the official match-fixing was made, I mean the ‘pen paarkum padalam’, I still remember how I was waiting for my supposed-to-be-fiance to ask me out for a date. The expected phone call from him never came. How much dumber can a man get? Does he expect me, the girl to call him first and ask him out for a date? What if my whole idea backfires and they think me cheap? So, I waited, hoping that some day he would call me, at least once before marriage. And all in vain for one week. Finally, when I lost my patience and was about to call him, he luckily called me and saved me from embarrassment. Unable to control myself, I, like a stupid idiot, asked him why it took him ONE WEEK to call his fiancée. And the answer I got??? “I fell sick the day I saw you.” What a romantic beginning!!!!!!!!
But, that was just the beginning, and there was no stopping us after that. Not a single day went without each other talking over the phone till the battery went dead. Not a single weekend was wasted. Not a single movie released in town went unseen. Not a single restaurant was left. And not a single sundal-boy was missed in the beach. The special ringtone for that special call, the sweet nothings, the wait for Gud morning and Gud nite SMSs, the continuing sms even after the gud nite sms, the shopping sprees, the wait to see each other, the countdown for marriage, each and every minute was enjoyed and looked forward to. Even the teasing from friends and relatives seemed enjoyable. No matter how much enjoyable and romantic the marriage life is, nothing can ever replace this golden period. Even after 50 years of a happy married life, the memory of these courtship days is what will keep the marriage young and fresh, throughout life.
Love…brings a smile in our face when we wake up in the morning, a reason to get up, (inspite of only a few hours of sleep). Love makes life worth living for. Love makes life more beautiful.
Fall in love. Live Life King Size.
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