tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-157989792024-03-14T20:29:09.543+05:30CLOUD CANVASGOT A NEW COMPASS :)meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.comBlogger29125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-26204140256781354782008-06-10T00:02:00.002+05:302008-06-10T00:12:11.273+05:30TRUE LAAUVE COMES IS U THE CALLING ..AA EXCELLENT :D<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh5p6y3uKQNVlTV7ZLYNcq8zehXCAimJGuu-wPLMVL4Onj_Xit3NukegYf9LsPZYJBCFRD4GEoAXdUtcg0Wf1mrJ2gosH_7ys-kBM6hik23uSFzO7p3V6pImDTfiuy5lEEbMFL/s1600-h/2_Love-letter.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh5p6y3uKQNVlTV7ZLYNcq8zehXCAimJGuu-wPLMVL4Onj_Xit3NukegYf9LsPZYJBCFRD4GEoAXdUtcg0Wf1mrJ2gosH_7ys-kBM6hik23uSFzO7p3V6pImDTfiuy5lEEbMFL/s200/2_Love-letter.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209952117086782594" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" class="MsoNormal">A friend of mine who happens to b a tamilian was telling the othr day tht she wsnt getting any friend requests in orkut from any great tamil guys tho she ws a member of lotta tamil-related communities.. Call it a miracle or a freak of d world wide web..she found this messge in her orkut inbox the next day( yes som ppl stil accidentally check those junk orkut msgs)</p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style=""> </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">From: xxxxx <**********></span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Date: --------------------------</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Subject: hai</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">To:--------------------------------</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> first i like to tell about myself, i like to relate only with brahmin girls i am born from brahmin family, my family is so interested in god devotion making their ways, so i didn't able to make any girl friends for me, i read your profile, i like to make a good relation ship with you till my life ends, please sent the messages for me in my mail address: , how is your life going on, i like to make more respectable and descently behaved to any one, please tell more details about yourself, take care, god grace you, thank you, i am waiting for your excellent reply, i pray for you anytime, you are the most happiest girl in the world making lot of funnable and enjoyable moments in your part of life, it will be done in your life, i pray for you anytime because i like to make a good relationship with till my life ends in the happiest part of human life, thank you, i like to tell one think because i believe you so much, and i sent you message yesterday, i like you so much and i like to make a long term relation ship with you till my life ends, it becomes truely i am not playing with you just entertainment, i am seriously liking you, so i send you a message, only one think last i tell to you, iam truely give a more dicipline and more respect to you, you also make a true relation ship with me, please i request you to make a message for me immeadietly, i am waitin g for your reply, take care baby, your's affectionaly : seenu from </span><st1:country-region style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);" st="on"><st1:place st="on">india</st1:place></st1:country-region><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"> (tamilnadu)</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);">Yes seenu..we all r very funnable and affectional people :o hmm ive seen fwds like this b4 but this one is an original :o :o :o</span><br /></p>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-31351476468158090292008-03-21T22:32:00.008+05:302009-02-07T01:30:44.781+05:30Juz 4 Horror<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Exams do bring out the creativity in many people..nd first series xam comin up this monday so i decided to blog after a long break..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Topic of discussion: well nothin in particular.. tho </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">chalus</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> n</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">jokes wud b gud to recollect.. Its hard to remem all d jokes crackd since i hang out with the founding professors of the Chalu University.. These chalus have all of us rollin on d floor or stabbin ourselves with imaginary knives whn theyre crackd.. may not seem much whn quoted later like this.. its all abt timing.. still gonna giv it a shot..startin off with one tht ws crackd by a non-founder.. it wsnt exactly an intentional </span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">chalu </span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">tho..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[J to a smoldering Unicorn who happens to be twice her height n weight]: (after hijacking the 3rd bench) its not like what u think...this is not actually the 3rd bench..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[Unicorn leans on Boxer to get somethin from the desk]</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[KP]: ayyo.. randu aana charinju!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[A]: He is like this tall :(( (pointin to some tree)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[RP]: aaha.. Atbhuthadweep! :P</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[B]:Come n draw this diagram on the board</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]:No i wont</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[B]:Draw..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]: Ask R.. she has more coverage :></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[R]: phattaaakkkkk!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[B]: :o</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[B]: staffinte vaka what all programs for onam?<br />[KP]: thappum tudiyum<br /><br />M's mob vibrates n makes big sound</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">L runs outta class to check his mob n returns puzzled</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[Sun]: ayyee sir kili aayi</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">CO class.. M sittin n dreamin n starin outta d window</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[V]: Why r u lookin outta the window?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]: Eh? wht? O ma'am oru kili parannu poyathu nokkiyathaa :|</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Early mornin.. JD's tuition class.. all of us nodding off.. one crow hops along an electric line outside</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[drowsy KP]:hmmm... kaakka odaloo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">snorts frm all direction.. JD swoops in :o</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Late evening..JD's tuition class.. all of us nodding off</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]:Ther is actually a fish called kokkola matthi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[KP]: :wht?!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[JD]:wats goin on?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[KP]: M says her favourite fish is kokkola matthi</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">JD swoops in :|</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">S's Fuzzy elective class</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[S]: A barber cuts hair 4 people in a village. But he dosnt cut for people who hav cut their own hair. So can the barber cut his own hair? If he does in which set can he be included?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]: applyin fuzzy logic......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[S]: U cannot apply fuzzy logic</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]:(aside) O Baabur vettiyillengil Akbar vettum.. phoooo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[KP]: M!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[Dol]: aaru enthu paranjaalum i will bunk.. enikkum ille vyaktitwam!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]: o 11kv line valichaano tante hair ingane aaye RP?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[RP]: oho frequency koodi slew rate kaaranam alledo tante hair ingane straight aayi kidakkunne!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[KP]: coffee hut is a hi5 place.. 5 people cn share one milk shake with no naanakkedu</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[Sun]:i'll hav a brownie</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[coffee hut guy]:we are out of brownies</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[Sun]: ayyo chettaa oru brownie polum baaki ille!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">this one i heard frm a friend</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[D]:(turns around n stares n glares at the class as usual)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[X]: dey ivarenthaa eppozhum ingane kannurutti nokkunne</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[Y]: janichu veenappol entho kandu bhayannathaa paavam</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[M]: O u dont like veg food?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">[S]: o i kinda get tensed seein vegetables.. suddenly seem to forget all their cultivation aspects :o </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">hehe thtz it for now.. got loads left.. but i guess anyone who succesfully reached this far mite already be reachin 4 imaginary knives..so taata</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-11157229191058792742008-01-27T00:54:00.002+05:302009-02-07T01:35:40.755+05:30____________________ (itza blank space)<div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" > <span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">First post for 2008 and im juz gonna blabber about stuff coz im too tired to think after suffering an onslaught of ultra shitty xams.. </span></span></div><div style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" ><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">New year nd christmas got drowned in all the wedding prep..Yup sis got married on dec 28th n it was.... What i found really weird was that, usually when the elder sis gets married aunties swarm around u gigglin nd sayin..'aa ure next'.. But in my case not even one ammachi did that.. I knew that most aunties found me a bit unsocial.. but i dint know tht they found me anti-social as well.. heehee.. allathe vere enthu parayaan!!</span></span></div><p align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" >The year is still young n i've already been theppi-kkified.. BIG TIME!! A friend (thinkin abt takin away</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> the 'r' from tht word) came over for combined study nd declared to my mother, the list of all the movies i went 4... bunkin classes last sem.. nd topped off the theppu by laughing about it n sayin 'oo wasn't what i juz did so cool!'... Dint quite expect a stab on moi spine so early in 2008..</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">The 'Big Realization' of this year(so far).. Im still scared to cross the road.. Stood at the zebra crossing near Ayurveda college absolutely petrified for a long time until one kid half my size and age crossed the road.. I ran behind her happily n as fast as i could.. :D</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">nd The theme song for the university exams that juz got over -'Aye hip hopper.. mujhe pyaar to kar le hip hopper' (Ishq Bector feat. Sunidhi Chauhan).. it really </span><strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">'helps' </strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">in improvin your concentration while writing exams... aaaaaargh!!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">One of the best things so far this year.. Finally got to watch 'Transformers'.. thanx to Shanil d Gr8 :P.. been in love with that movie ever since i'd seen the previews... n it turned out to be as great n rocking as i expected... The only new movie i watched this year is Sreenivasanz 'Kathaparayumbol'.. simple and good movie.. very good in bits n pieces...</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Guess this is it 4 d first 2008 post..... nd finally</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Wisecrack of Jan 2008:</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">(in an auto.. on d way to the zoo after the xams)</span><br /><strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">[KP]:</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> Hey Sundar.. we're goin to d zoo to see ur friends</span><br /><strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">[Me]:</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> Ahem.. KP.. WE are her friends...</span><br /><strong style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">[KP]:</strong><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"> Oh... shit! :D</span><br /></span></span></p><strong></strong>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-43598690189581590082007-12-19T01:32:00.001+05:302009-02-07T01:37:07.311+05:30STARSTRUCK !!<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Is it jus me or is anyone else too getting shocked seeing the stars most folks are hanging outside their homes for this X'mas?? If anyone has missed these wonderful beauties do not worry...u can feast ur eyes here.. I couldn't capture some of the most striking ones of this season.. yet ..well see 4 urself</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">:D</span><br /><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPDXQYaXXpxnohTCwQ4y1VmXamieMLx81BXorJhjyFafQm2xtsODaH3DNgxTeeLEXxg6wotWE-9DzLhiw60AO3vX76YQqZWr-0I5fer1CSfcic-yn1K3Q9e2nrisLy4-ZSKuHi/s1600-h/Image068A.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145399686551901554" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPDXQYaXXpxnohTCwQ4y1VmXamieMLx81BXorJhjyFafQm2xtsODaH3DNgxTeeLEXxg6wotWE-9DzLhiw60AO3vX76YQqZWr-0I5fer1CSfcic-yn1K3Q9e2nrisLy4-ZSKuHi/s200/Image068A.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKWmBT50h1rbssmbDCC6I4VQRBtNmQGo5RdiwM3DmQRiPRLo4Jotd7nY1oS7iGkLR9aGhRu3iJ5GXSQUaMpA-00DrCFIw-WKLN4T6geotHlVeR7aP_Yfo7aXIGWxPt84pcUv0s/s1600-h/Image071A.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145399978609677698" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKWmBT50h1rbssmbDCC6I4VQRBtNmQGo5RdiwM3DmQRiPRLo4Jotd7nY1oS7iGkLR9aGhRu3iJ5GXSQUaMpA-00DrCFIw-WKLN4T6geotHlVeR7aP_Yfo7aXIGWxPt84pcUv0s/s200/Image071A.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">STUNNED AT FIRST SIGHT!!</span> <span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">When i first saw these at a shop i was like' bla! who'd buy this stuff!'.. but then....<br /></span></p><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJacTNN9SLuwRB7HQ81swsNGNpocvIKUl4t7G5ySRnriDRl2khQqSDSKGaviZmceLRt4G8jjx9lXWYcEGop1yJmfKt9sywIPJkRBB1M_S5O_4ESPLG9qQ5I7ckNv-CEl36ieI/s1600-h/Image069.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145400262077519250" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipJacTNN9SLuwRB7HQ81swsNGNpocvIKUl4t7G5ySRnriDRl2khQqSDSKGaviZmceLRt4G8jjx9lXWYcEGop1yJmfKt9sywIPJkRBB1M_S5O_4ESPLG9qQ5I7ckNv-CEl36ieI/s200/Image069.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">As u cn see some of them r even refusing to fit inside the frame!!! </span></p><p align="center"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"><br /></span></p><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeEFPzy0yvfPJSDQBJ9Fm-POZRaat9ARjQ4iW0BWppWxVndW0cDJalfdTqUyT1TfUzJOrDOYQLxmbgudecZkUhZkuzRRXCn8al8LJLg_vJeQcDwjY-fpr2-AMZmv5tDfXBJwCg/s1600-h/picz+176.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145379783673451778" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeEFPzy0yvfPJSDQBJ9Fm-POZRaat9ARjQ4iW0BWppWxVndW0cDJalfdTqUyT1TfUzJOrDOYQLxmbgudecZkUhZkuzRRXCn8al8LJLg_vJeQcDwjY-fpr2-AMZmv5tDfXBJwCg/s200/picz+176.jpg" border="0" /></a> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8XBg30z-4klG_2pQNtTUr3XIln0MU0oj80Ns0pJtTlkyhzvNHdMF9N3G3wQMb_u0x-QXZx6zDD7uvXuGEcYCn1-RfRmrCT0cN8yfihlkL7rPOy63ds18aPywDN_t638yNufdD/s1600-h/picz+159.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145380264709788946" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8XBg30z-4klG_2pQNtTUr3XIln0MU0oj80Ns0pJtTlkyhzvNHdMF9N3G3wQMb_u0x-QXZx6zDD7uvXuGEcYCn1-RfRmrCT0cN8yfihlkL7rPOy63ds18aPywDN_t638yNufdD/s200/picz+159.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">TWO OF A KIND</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">( 2 LBT-ians hav hung these frilly beauties nd yea.. they're neighbours) .. well, these happen to be some of the relatively plain nd dull ones i've seen<br /></span></div><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQl80AgVltZJpFm4dOZMyDWiidpIc52GkLpjTy7n-I8JvbNUq6R7pd-ATfiryCwNjc5bdjO646e9Nqnc4LG2UVT8gaEIqLHpM0yNYb34hAEVz8SFZ1chZHLIDASnRQFZEMjnB/s1600-h/picz+161.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145377885297906898" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQl80AgVltZJpFm4dOZMyDWiidpIc52GkLpjTy7n-I8JvbNUq6R7pd-ATfiryCwNjc5bdjO646e9Nqnc4LG2UVT8gaEIqLHpM0yNYb34hAEVz8SFZ1chZHLIDASnRQFZEMjnB/s200/picz+161.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZts-Y7xVbMWMatGPr1OjuAnWayhpUzfYRTE8aRT3IctGRDAl0nM2YJ1CPso0leIrXQwDwEGnke_lYxd5zeD7FhK8FZoeT_kZNRON42Y4rmvif93VR4hWLG4V2Oyh-9RjCrJ3/s1600-h/picz+163.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145379135133390050" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZts-Y7xVbMWMatGPr1OjuAnWayhpUzfYRTE8aRT3IctGRDAl0nM2YJ1CPso0leIrXQwDwEGnke_lYxd5zeD7FhK8FZoeT_kZNRON42Y4rmvif93VR4hWLG4V2Oyh-9RjCrJ3/s200/picz+163.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7q-dXcY2emNzPvx-SpWebIGh0MyrWnFh7OHPTBAVCvWUKC6fTQD12BXlVuQU5RZ_rkbN79cpZr5YufOOiQnihV_R94J-Mi-1J5UdAUjZ15J56FUTYCYkeQCnsjll5f_RNHUt/s1600-h/picz+165.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145379495910642930" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiY7q-dXcY2emNzPvx-SpWebIGh0MyrWnFh7OHPTBAVCvWUKC6fTQD12BXlVuQU5RZ_rkbN79cpZr5YufOOiQnihV_R94J-Mi-1J5UdAUjZ15J56FUTYCYkeQCnsjll5f_RNHUt/s200/picz+165.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">VEEEEEEERY COLOURFOOOL</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">:D </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"></span><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQ6Hb-nIMiW2lMtT-MvAma3iW9F630wR55onl30GAeEDmEUBYrOcrxcgbwuDbtwW355ch__fqwxHXnS9byS5p2V9WXIY5fnZzMAmXqk6ygWnoItmneB6NkKlDXbh5sikVbtLC/s1600-h/Image090.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145397015082243426" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAQ6Hb-nIMiW2lMtT-MvAma3iW9F630wR55onl30GAeEDmEUBYrOcrxcgbwuDbtwW355ch__fqwxHXnS9byS5p2V9WXIY5fnZzMAmXqk6ygWnoItmneB6NkKlDXbh5sikVbtLC/s200/Image090.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="left"><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">I guess they all look better at night.. <em>ennu paranju samaadhanikkaam</em><br /></span></p><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Anyways... definition of beauty is different for different people.. So guess i shudn't make a big fuss over these new kinds of stars all of which seem to have sprouted somethin all over them.. Its juz a big shining orb after all.. Rest is upto our imagination..</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">BUT could anyone please explain to me why this star in the final pic is wearing a bra??!!!!</span><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu7r4X21CvE_H88I4kXIKqNbJ_PUH_rmp85VQHTyDviK6nmfctQH_2uBoFVX2-8CSV9NrSLTCG_zIVFw_gUQFVzT7FkM4ClSZXlZN5Hvv58qYt2ZSsxOzZFcUW7zDgR1PrgPCn/s1600-h/Image072.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145400682984314274" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu7r4X21CvE_H88I4kXIKqNbJ_PUH_rmp85VQHTyDviK6nmfctQH_2uBoFVX2-8CSV9NrSLTCG_zIVFw_gUQFVzT7FkM4ClSZXlZN5Hvv58qYt2ZSsxOzZFcUW7zDgR1PrgPCn/s200/Image072.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">ME</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);">RR</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);">Y </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);">CH</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">RIS</span>TM</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">AS</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"><span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);">EV</span><span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);">ER</span><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">YON</span></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);">E</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);">!!!!!</span>!!!!!<span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);">!!!!!!</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);">!!! </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">:) </span></span></em></strong></div>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-80522855597516549142007-11-03T22:01:00.000+05:302007-11-04T19:16:00.098+05:30CHRONICL-ING... NOT MY STUFF :((<span style="color:#999999;">Didn't update my blog for the past one month... nd my IV chronicles have gone down the drain.. Can't bring myself to blog about the rest of the journey.. so i'm doin my usual trick.. postin a couple of pics..a kinda collage this time..for each day of the trip nd som words on it.. This isn't a proper post..i'm doin this juz to patch up the job i had begun so enthusiastically..hmm why the heck am i explainin myself.....</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128697858756040370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXtR58fK24iJoZrhQrYyA1Nfaep-V1m6lMxCJYjL3Wj7I5rJsvqX4o-xtHIQMRgnDLUrFIpFCQbXkIeBDwu_HyN1L2XP5ODQEuYXdbUl5q4gcTHL_Zz2BqG7JjXhU0WmWjU3yM/s200/collage+iv+copy.jpg" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">DAY 3: Satellites, KFC nd becoming Attappaadiis</span></strong><br /><span style="color:#999999;">No fotos on this day coz fotography ws prohibited inside ISRO Satellite Centre(ISAC).. Had a great time witnessing the work goin into the Chandraayan Mission nd also into the launch of CARTOSAT..Learnt a whole lot on satellites.. This was also the day when most of us almost ran out of money after heavy-duty shopping in the streets of Blore..Dinner comprised of a bucket of KFC nd the best chocolate sundae I've ever had in my life.. ok now im wonderin why i dint click a snap of that sundae..</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">DAY 4: Forum, Oolaalaa Wonderla(!!) n Rain Disco</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128684269479515778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvronXKu2GHNmEvFXsyAhMlQZsGy9aGQbfUHc7sll8SRSSDQV5v4MBhi2JMPFR8zEJBbELov85B4Gau-hSsEpNCKDawmR4GTmETLtuop0XCwG-uVcg6U6_pXXR87tGzE2zjZNE/s400/day+4.bmp" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">Had a great time watchin the greenery at Forum nd an awsom time at Wonderla..Eatin cotton candy in a giant wheel tht seemed to be on top of the world ws as great as seein the sky beneath my feet nd the horizon upside down while being thrown at som random direction by a ride gone beserk..nd 24 songs in the rain disco..nananju pandaaram adangi</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> :)</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">DAY 5: Church, Dungeon, Crazy river ride, Palace , Pedali nd a Temple..</span></strong><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128658641409660498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNay4cX2heFxWh2qaz8dq2yY7rKRKP4MzJFhhF-iI6Sr-p5zoHO1Ithg5EourD6GubhG9z_mK0oAuWiYDBzVdv0QI0vbj-WliwNPfJewKBbOsQIjOwCyL0JKUM4Z2oCa7qXX_b/s400/day5.bmp" border="0" /><span style="color:#999999;">This was the day at Mysore..the day when an ultra genius formulated the theory 'For girls gettin wet is like being half-naked'..I'm not revealing any names..veruthe enthinaa..Also happens to be the day when we had the lousiest food(frm a kerala hotel<span style="color:#ffff00;"> :P</span>)..Mysore palace ws stunning..the statues of those leopards flexin their muscles nd their saberteeth all out...aaaaa.The kotta-boat ride on Kaveri ws great..the hi-point ws when the guy in the boat rotated the kotta in hi-speed when we reached the middle of the river..all i can remember abt tht moment now is Fatima's face goin round n round in front of my eyes. Chamundi temple ws draped in mist on that chilly evening..the city lights were flickerin down in the valley..looked like a lake of lights down there..hmm much more like a lava lake..Couldn't jump around much on this day coz i had a stiff neck(wonderla-hangover).. pedali ulukkiya dinam..</span> <span style="color:#999999;">nd also the day on which we wer speakin a new language with all de words startin with 'L'..loo loody lool.. las loo lish..lecetra..<br /></span><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">DAY 6: Mimicry n song, Monks, Nepalian Born-apart nd a crazy night</span></strong> </p><p><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128665899904390754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQS35j4Inak9BMinWLJ7H7faPWx_w555Eorp52ndDhSxYuBTcaTpbesBgZn6yys9gQ93kTGt6U-NtcOrCTzPjfSMdjdm77hQ7I8Lv5nuGN9U6Na1BiptWuzJTbSx29wpxXLcSc/s400/day6.bmp" border="0" /> <span style="color:#999999;">This ws my fav day ..Had the best bus-bash of the enitre journey.. Soju Sir was in full form..</span> <span style="color:#999999;">Performed mimicry of some of our dear teachers..Itz real easy imitating some of them..All u hav to do is snap ur fingers, bang ur forehead nd say 'sho!sho! enthaado ithu..ithu ingane alleyoo!!' <span style="color:#ffff00;">:D</span>.. Travelled towards Coorg. Passed through acres of golden corn fields spread far nd wide till the horizon nd reached Nyingmapa Tibetan Monastery. It was one of the most liberating experiences i've ever had in my life. Dunno how else to put it. The mediation hall with the towering yet non-imposing statues with sparrows chirpin all around.. a monk lookin out into the light streaming thru the window.. these images are gonna last forever in my mind .<br />Then at the Tibetan market RP nd Shal vaayunnokki pandaaram adangi..Finally the guy gave them a nice flying kiss when the bus pulled out of the place..We nicknamed him Nepalian Born-apart..KP drank a pepsi mycan nd started behavin like she has had vodka..Abbey falls was awsom..the walk thru the plantation kinda path whistling our lungs out.. the spray on our face.. <span style="color:#ffff00;">:</span><span style="color:#ffff00;">)</span>... That night was the craziest night of all..The craziness started with the dinner menu card which had some really weird items on it(check out the foto)..Then we had a camp fire without fire( the logs apparently got wet.. nd I went nd theri vilichi-fied the hotel guy for tht..)..Soju sir ws looking real happening in a lungi..nd At night..hehehe.. lemme jus say tht we deprived the sleep of a lot of people.. fixed fan club nd press club inaugrations, proved our tholikattiis nd laughed our guts out..nd found out that we were more daring than truthful</span><span style="color:#ffff00;"> :D</span></p><p><span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128666411005498994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGHvXoX-G6Ydx0PJTv9D9cQsV09N22Ya4MqDp_hcu2fxcU4v6_JA3gaEFdzxOqhdN7NYTsWWik6C74D-7neUVspX5M28eiVzwggGCUJ8JcMnJ7_aHgOCdwGqVAeNsYksZm6aou/s400/day62.bmp" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">DAY 7:The last day, a Greenery filled train journey nd a great night</span></strong></p><p><br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128684458458076818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlOjgS-gTDZ1gYJW00vyjpQgCg-e0xApz4Xucd0wk3Zn9kTvx6sABUJ-JqtVHnDeXZlSolxQF3eyK9f_YBUfG4NVMUX6oCipxyDRvC0lp5QYZ8hYwYdST_NvYjdJVtXkLiTli_/s400/day7.bmp" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#999999;">Set off to Mangalore after a misty mornin in Coorg..Was screamin at each other in our own, doggie-version of hindi..'saali magarmach..himmat hai to saamne aa!!'..Then it was the journey back home in the Malabar Express..had a field-day runnin abt nd oggling at very lush greenery spread over various coaches n compartments..stayed up till 4.30am with nazia jincy n all..truth or dare cum PD session</span> <span style="color:#ffff00;">:D</span><span style="color:#999999;">...Came to know several hilarious truths..Again deprived the sleep of som people by ringin them up in that ungodly hour..My sim card flew away to som place in tht frenzy..then found it.. One by one left the group as sleep started creepin in..finally wound up the session(it ws juz 3 of us remainin..me poorna nd nazia) when nazia started speakin marubhasha..</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>DAY 8: Back home</strong></span><br /><span style="color:#999999;">The train was crowded with commuters when I woke up 3 hours later.. gathered up all the bags nd waited for the train to pull into the Pettah station..Got down ther along with Reji nd Peeraparu nd waved goodye to my friends as they headed for the final station-Trivandrum Central...</span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#999999;"></span><span style="color:#ff0000;">-----------------------------------------------------------------------------</span></div><div align="left"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><br /><br /><div align="left"><span style="color:#999999;">Hey I think I did better chronicling than I expected..Nyways I can continue with my normal blogging now that the IV chronicles are over.. Mebbe I should next blog about turning 20 (finally...duh!)</span></div><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">added on later:</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">PS:- Forgot to thank peeraparu for foldin my sheet every mornin..wht wud ive done without her!! Peeraparu.. u rock!! BTW Peeru ws also the most hyper among us durin the trip..</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">nd abt one more incident I fgot to mention.. While playin Truth or Dare in the MalabarExp on the journey back home..it was Pai's turn to speak the truth..nd we asked her..who was the person she disliked the most in class..At 1st she was like..'aye theres noone i dislike'..I kept pressin her..nd finally she ws like..'yea since ure askin so much..thers one preson i ..not exactly dislike but have felt angry with or somethin..its u Megha..coz I've seen u being real rude to some person'...tang tang tang tang tang... naanam kettu ennaalaathe enthu parayaan..awkward silence until i finally said..'comeon spin the bottle again' :D.. KP ws in splits when she heard abt this next mornin nd ws like..'Pai shudve seen u when u wer in skool..she'd prolly faint seein ur ol degree of rudeness'..LOL</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-23754053358807918222007-09-27T23:55:00.001+05:302009-02-07T02:05:30.808+05:30IV CHRONICLES.. Part 2<strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">DAY 2: Touchdown at Bangalooru</span></strong><br /><strong style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"></span></strong><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">L</span><span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">anded at B’lore on Sunday the 16th. After a breakfast of Idli..dosa etc. we set out to Visvesvaraya Technological Museum. Dunno if the fact tht we wer tronix students played any factor but the Bell hall of Electronics seemed to be the most interesting section. The virtual gaming section was fun. As KP ws spiritedly playing virtual volleyball against a robot, Soju Sir appeared outta nowhere on the screen, kicked out KP from there and completed the rest of the game. All of us were laughin our asses off. Science section for children was also cool. Had a great time dancing on the piano floor. I expected the space section to be the most interesting but unfortunately(or fortunately :p) one ultra hunk materialized in front of our eyes nd the rockets, satellites nd planets blurred out of our vision..All we(me n KP..rest of the doggies wer busy gathering knowledge frm the biotech section) could see was the magnificient greenery.. truly grrr88..hoooo .. But the moving dinosaur at the museum was really lame..It was makin sounds as if it had chronic constipation</span>. </span></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Went berserk at a chaat outlet outside the museum coz many of us had not tasted even a panipuri till then. After lunch, as we were walkin on the pavement enjoying ice cream a kannada guy bumped against one of my friends.. nd this friend let out the usual reaction of our gang.. ‘PATTICHETTEH!!!!’.. nd the kannada guy became violent..we fled.<br /></span><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" ><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:georgia;" ></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114953852982559122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzFfE0xZImgrKF4waqjfXve7xc95ZYt2npmjZXNXwmfsa5XJYqXzGrPmx7Y5wfaDuPWh8v1FyHSSVuUD5daAjKuWDfniFcHZ2bXL_ByvwTHheW4sKZ4oZ9xmbFHtZOrEWwe-Sv/s400/DAY+2.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Next stop was Lal Bagh..Ws really disappointed to find tht the greenery ws all in pairs. We the Ottathadis of India!!! Hung around the place until it started raining really heavily.<br />The rain started when we wer standing on a tree nd posing for a foto. The day winded up with ISKCON temple. It was a really different experience. I’ve been to an ISKCON temple before. But this was in a much more grand scale. I found the room of my dreams there.. a BIIIIIIIG hall with long tables loaded with the tastiest food imaginable.. aaaa *drooolinnnn*.. black forest cakes.. chilli gobi.. ice cream…<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:arial;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">After reachin back at the hotel Kp Shal n me gave Peeru a b’day treat.. nd then went to snooze aftr a small pillow fight session..<br />So this is part 2 of the post..I wanted to write abt day 3 n 4 too… But not in a mood to write.. so</span> </span><strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-family:arial;" ><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">to be contd.</span><br /></span></strong>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-10666272750190887412007-09-24T22:45:00.001+05:302009-02-07T02:07:45.226+05:30IV CHRONICLES - Part 1<span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Been dreamin of the so-called Industrial Visit ever since getting into college. Cant really explain wht I’m feeling now that itz over. One week on the move, with friends... it’s the longest I’ve been away from my family n home( not countin the times whn my parents wer away frm home for weeks.. sis was ther for company then nd also not counting the times I’ve been away frm home with my parents for weeks).</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">So many experiences nd so many images.. Can’t really do justice to them by condensing them into one single post..Hmm well truth is that I don’t hav the patience to write about all of it in one go nd neither wud any of u hav the patience to sit thru it..</span><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><strong>DAY 1: The Journey Begins</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113821532099608866" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgj9Oa4ebHnAUuQeHHs-prGa62i1BmbLxlGr8ey3BaB6PZXE-S-liRkVVdo6PPxV9_Ia-lKUNqWnQHfRrR2k-1Eu_U-7yTbXYq-0u0aQElQ-aWIePNaaJjjPCeqJLHE6LOeq4Vr/s400/DAY+1.JPG" border="0" /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Thought I’d get some help with luggage since both Amma nd Achan decided to drop me off at college.. But naa, Amma insisted that I should carry all of it as practice for the upcoming journey when I’ll hafta move around the luggage frequently.. So being the little Schwarznegger that I am I staggered and panted nd huffed nd puffed nd somehow managed to dump the luggage where all the luggage ws being dumped..Then KP arrived with her backpack threatening to knock off her centre of gravity any moment..haa we the little Schwarzeneggers of India!!My parents got bored after sometime nd left after givin me handshakes which is their way of giving advice abt not getting into trouble or hitting my head on some electric post while busily drooling over some hot hunk or tumbling down escalators while doing the same..<br />The bus journey to the railway station (Kochu Veli) had the usual violent tribal dance nd dappankoothu session with all of our screws getting loose nd with Fatima losing all screws.<br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Was really disappointed to see the age group of the fellow passengers.. the chart went something like ‘Kochu Thresiya 49… Jacob Mathew 50….’ bla! Since we couldn’t alambify in the train as much as we could do in a bus..we juz limited ourselves to singin nd stuff..Soon more passengers got in nd it ws juz me singin like a possessed frog in my cracked voice..Pandit Frogshillah Rahatulla..I hd to stop when little wide eyed kids started comin to my compartment nd stared in fear nd confusion.. hoo fans!!fans!! :D</span><br />The real fun started when we started trying to switch berths with other passengers so that all of us could be in one compartment. I have never seen in my life such Choris who are hell-bent on picking up a fight. KP nd me had a real tough time convincing all of them nd the rest of our gang even had to play coolies. In the end we wer almost sure tht either those people would defenestrate us or we’d flush them down the toilet. Itz not possible to behave more decently nd humbly thn we did..yet..UGH!!All of em wer commentin tht KP nd I wud become good TTR/TTEs someday..The RAC people trying to snatch our berths ws the icing on the cake.Nyways managed to wind up the matter before midnight coz midnight was the time to wish Peeraparu Happy Birthday!!yippieeee!Her birthday always coms during tour-times..Last time we had given her a toothpaste bath when she ws dozing off in the bus :D</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> </span><strong style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">(</span><span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);">to be contd.)</span></span></strong>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-82281743391188783602007-09-04T00:20:00.002+05:302009-02-07T02:13:39.553+05:30At Da Beach<div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Midnight... last day of the Onam vacation officially over nd whatta day it was! 6 of us (unicorn, dollar$, boxer, shalpattii, kalla pattii n me-mega pattichetta) affected by chronic zoanthropy n calling ourselves 'doggies' (nd one unicorn) gathered at KPs house to write three assignments nd managed to finish off one.. first time most of us r finishin somethin off so early.. yippie to us!</span></font></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"></font></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"></font></div><div align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">After lunch we got a hunch that the date of submission of one assignment wasnt the next day(which is today..past midnight so coll gonna reopen today..hmm whtever).. So we packed our bags nd went off to the beach (after me nd RP goin to a veg shop to buy 2 palayamkodan pazhams for 2 rupees for KPs aunty..In the end the 2 bananas cost 3 rupees nd we jus stood ther n smiled..n the appooppan shopkeeper let us off...'makkalkku roadil koode kazhichondu nadakaanaano??'.. *smile grin smile*)..O nd b4 goin to the beach all of us had a really interesting conversation with someone apparently called 'Sheetal' or sheetalan rather!!!</span> </font></div><div align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><br /></font></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Beach ws great tho the moment we set our foot ther som TV anchor guy(lookin like a zombie coz he had too much make up on..or was it toothpaste coz it looked pearly white) came runnin to us askin if we could endorse his program which hd got past 100 episodes(we bear so much crap to run for so long on our channels).. we wer like.. yea right!! Over all of our deadbodies!Ini atu kandittu venom valla wicked ammachiyum veetil vilichu parayaan..'aaha molu beachil valiya tv star okke aayallo'.. n my amma will prolly think tht i made a guest appearance in the Valiyathura version of 'Baywatch' nd played a character named 'matthi vikkana annaamma'...</span><br style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"></font></div><div style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="justify"><font style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Then all of us ran to the waves nd had an awsome time splashing about..wrote nonsense on the sand.. nd raised the BP of the lifeguard(why ws he so worried abt us!!)...</span><br /></font></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106052895361586626" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvKI8LpBgWZLXqmVnHt4WU9yzISt30TJw52lWiTWCMOFKYT-fTikRXjmd7RXA9FLO8r2xXrLMCs9WDJ1a5dz7rqYJU9rciEtQBaB0uDHEyFfRNRf-Blsqd1u1XBW_PkgI3clww/s200/doggies+on+da+beach.jpg" border="0"><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106053247548904914" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJR9x2cjoNNa8AkcGI-24DxckUbyt0Jw_92KqfA5FFcLmka5o2_MFmMTBlOfogKA8eoOYdbfpWuXxgO9nHfu3HbAvx7XMcWX9sRik44aReBZ8eMq9aSC47gL2KuopvVBK9Aq8A/s200/doggies+n+da+unicorn.jpg" border="0"><font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Doggies nd Unicorn among the waves</font></p><p></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106055309133207010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpXLGUuxWZHLOCRLMRUKFHe-rU3YvAnRIZieK7b2JH69dczxFvfFXmEoU8pAUm9GnWAFxBHCbk4dcCw_9GRtjnuVDn0czqlT0CMwvlHwj-BeHrCSt4y2Y1diXDCJ6ZLV0iKJpK/s200/haa+haa.jpg" border="0"></p><br /><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" align="center"><font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">haa haa... gettin hyper excited seein som ammachi being washed off by the waves.. look at the joy on unicorn's face(2nd frm left).... hehe no.. juz laughin..no one got washed away</font></p><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106056331335423474" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZekPU2s59tY2WiqiRWit9D1tgSptNIS3HVu9hNgbgpKlAGSkQSdvP7mG9u9bzvW3qTwJOz1bF9DUz4Kv7Ya3B3PvJEgWrLhq0uHJHZvTXwKr77zL7jfweGra08btQwKbn9MHc/s200/wave+gazing.jpg" border="0"> <p align="center"><font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">wave-gazing peacefully... shantiii samadhaanam</font></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106056722177447426" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdqWQ2-qpjMQznYI51o0jQDirbSaiPYNOIxDlDaBsduqXfk8ykikILGKADtI351GeCCaw-UZIHzdPS-0iBFYNaHLTmFmZ0t6gBFCguZx1tfcgrvBYHmgVypJglGmbvTrpLCeOT/s200/sundars+wave.jpg" border="0"></p><p align="center"><font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">boxer's master stroke...surf nd the sand</font></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106057052889929250" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjF1pG_h6IbrhczO-Dljlm3vLyUODtO1D6E_iut6uPwR-SRFCU4pSbIBv42fycFBtmsdaaUzP-gy8j3E7qrUDdAYSKqa3smrlUL9xUDqcK2yLy2eieHNp8jRa3RGdnSbItAWn4q/s200/v+d+gr8.jpg" border="0"> <p style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" align="center"><font style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">v de grr8... signing off on the sands of time..waiting for the tide to erase us.. sho!! drainage literature!! :P</font></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106056898271106578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhcT2ZWVL6fOlN8JIab_A0SMdtt7AHpyFiMnjdNCccXJASr39-NPlvSi0FrJoRANWMU4e6QWJl76_I4GEDjeBXA1M5N5TXW5fIjncYqzgIYbRiJ_VQdOmXPbe0yX0GPYU_zubH/s200/mermie.jpg" border="0"><font style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">nd in the end aftr sittin on the lawn, watching the mermie nd gazin at the planes takin off frm the runway...drying off in the sun..all of us parted ways to meet again the next day.. good days ahead.. hopefully :)</font>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-66184726118871218572007-08-30T16:59:00.001+05:302009-02-07T02:04:06.573+05:30half century of queries<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">wanted to do somethin...so..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">1.Were you named after anyone? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">no..not my official name..tho i got my petname 'anu' frm my sis's best friend in kindergarten</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">2. Do you wish on stars?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">nope..luv gazin at thm tho</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">3. When did you last cry?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">been only a couple of months..cnt believe i wasted tears over somthin so stupid..cryin juz aint worth it</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">4. Do you like your handwriting? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">yea...especially when it strts lookin like ECG while snoozin n takin down lecture notes</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">5. What is your favourite meat? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">chikkkannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">6. What is the most embarrassing CD on your shelf? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">some biblical chavittu nadakam..i dunno hw it got ther</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">7. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Yups</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">8.Are you a daredevil?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Ther is a thin line between daredevilry n stupidity.. its hard balancin on tht line</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">9. How do you release anger? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">havin a problem with anger issues..cant sustain mild anger nd cant bear extreme anger.. throwin the tv remote at someone helps a lot tho</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">10. Where is your second home? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">used to be ma skool durin ol days... luvd tht place tho i usd to bunk a lot.. now im not a big fan of college..still i look fwd to goin ther nd i dont bunk tht much ..cant brand it as my 2nd home tho</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">11. Do you trust others easily? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">find it easier to trust strangers.. its weird.. i kno</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">12. What was your favourite toy as a child? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">my tricycle nd a big duck on which i usd to go on imaginary voyages :D</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">13. What class in college do you think is totally useless? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">industrial management.. othr ones are surprisingly quite nice this sem</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">14. Do you use sarcasm a lot? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">only on people who i think deserves it</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">15. Have you ever been in a mosh pit? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">ok lemme check wiki wht mosh is.. oo nice..our buses are mobile mosh pits nd the conductor guy often performs stage-dives</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">16. What do you look for in a guy/girl? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">depends on wht purpose im lookin at them </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">17. Would you bungee jump? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">yesssssss :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">18. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">nope..ive got big shoes :D</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">19. What's your favourite ice cream? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">chocolate... triple scoop drenched in choco sauce nd a lavish helping of nuts</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">20. What are your favourite colours?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">depends on the background.. nd wher theyre found.. bright red flowers- awsom.. bright red shoes on my feet- not tht good.. grey T with sap green cargoes..eww.. sap green leaves against the grey cloudcast monsoon sky.. *dreamy eyes*</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">21. What are your least favourite things? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">the list never ends.. tho this link leads to som of em</span><br /><a style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);" href="http://cloudcanvas.blogspot.com/2007/01/som-things-i-hatedislike-x.html">http://cloudcanvas.blogspot.com/2007/01/som-things-i-hatedislike-x.html</a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">22. How many people do you have a crush on right now?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i think its two..or one..im not sure..nyway not much choices out ther nowadays</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">23. Who do you miss most right now? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">do chicken salad nd hot n sour chicken soup count as persons???? :(</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">24. What are you listening to right now?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">to the voices in my head..lol</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">25. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">black</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">26. What is the weather like right now? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">cloudy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">27. Last person you talked to on the phone?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">som friend of my sis who mistook me for sis nd strted blabberin somethin </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">28. The "first" thing you notice about the opposite sex? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">again.. depends on why im lookin at them ;)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">29. Do you like the person who sent you this?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">copy pasted it frm shals blog.. shalz a dear doggie :)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">30. How are you today?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">hungry n too lazy to make instant noodles</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">31. Favourite non alcoholic drink? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">thick mango juice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">32. Favourite alcoholic drink?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">red wine available at vikas bhavan co-operative store durin X'mas... very niice.. but dos tht classify as alcoholic?? :-/.. so oru stylenu irikkatte...absolut vodka...kulukkiyathu ..not kalakkiyathu :P</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">33. Natural hair colour? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">somwher between black nd deep dark brown(when u shine a torch on it :D)</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">34. Eye colour?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">Black</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">35. Wear contacts? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">nope</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">36. Siblings? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">yup..big sis</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">37. Favourite month?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">never gave it a thought..nd dont feel like doin it now</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">38. Favourite food? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">junk food.. fast food..tasty food..ice cream food..chocolate food.. :(( im hungryyyyyy</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">39. Favourite day of the year? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">itz not my birthday anyways..tho birthdays rock</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">40. Have you ever been too shy to ask someone out? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">yess afcoz..if i'd not been shy i wudve been a 100 dates old!!!</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">41. Scary movies or happy endings?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">scary movies</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">42. Summer or winter?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">neither... monsoon</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">43. Holi or Diwali? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">holi not celebrated much around here..so diwali i guess</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">44. Do you like your name? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">yea :></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">45. What book/magazine are you reading?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">started readin 'satanic verses' nd toppil bhasi's 'olivile ormakal' simultaneoulsy.. interesting but not in a mood to read nowadyas..let xams com..thn i'll try :P</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">46. What's on your mouse pad? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">lots nd lots of junk nd crap i guess...coz mouse pad restin in peace at som dumpyard..threw it away long time ago</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">47. What did you watch on TV last night? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">i remember homer simpsons head at som point of time </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">48. Favourite Smell? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">tea dust nd rain</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">49. Have you ever regretted breaking up with someone?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">not broken up yet..but someday i will :D</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">50. Most tiresome thing you’ve ever experienced/done? </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">usually dont sit thru tiresom things.. tho these 50 q-s on a normal day may prove tiresm..but got nothin els to do..so...</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-56275364662541246792007-08-25T00:55:00.000+05:302007-08-27T22:32:39.587+05:30Kamatthi Vacha Uruli<div align="justify"><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Itz the third Onam celebration after gettin into college.. Was a great day..No casualities by tripping on the sari..itz actually pretty comfortable after u get used to it.. got good ventilation too.. wind blowing in unexpected places..lol<br />Gonna tell the story in pictures coz im not in a mood 4 words ...<br /></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102363312295892178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUISsYPsYRUCgRVGoIft1mYMx4ljPLBFxOM-npu9zMdAN2MYbyUA9nfAkV7go-yo4zQF1obSYetqIw2QdQf5gfiV1KNVX8AMsWRqngGXXp7PQKi6Daexa9N_YYCoNNRYkkRBpk/s200/deeps+n+me.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc9933;">Deeps n me preppin flowers for the athappoo..RP d grr8(not in the pic) demo-ed her vegetable cutting skills by rapidly de-stalking the marigolds usin a penknife..</span> </div><div align="center"></div><br /><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102364716750197986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsy32QWZ1p4DgYyWtSn9fdlPEwMA8nThnI69vzKZbI1qRTDGPU_gojT_BHcEAcKs3D1EHW4qI_NZa9FYEp7XlUmxeWDYsi98_azGGsGzsQQj90Vx27IdAHl-ooX-SLDz4g1PrC/s400/atthapoo.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc9933;">The atthapookkalam...lookin awsom..hard to believe tht it dint bag any prize.. i WONDER who the judges were....hmmm </span></p><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102366065369928946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim1hmYwlVi5ErotI9IBcL4Cijlju-AQRiKaZ8bRmOXcDvjzpfhrQU8jI3gFcf4-cbZRMPariX5FqzJWhcx4RrlCrwPTWaj6pyBl2DCsaGIGu9-vkn8RP8S13GLMzvkhAFPQq_h/s400/tiruvaathira.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#cc9933;">Thiruvathirakali... gorgeous n graceful ladies of S5 on de floor (bagged the first prize)</span><br /></div><div align="left"><br /><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102367259370837250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUGAwPX6tW1weIIQLgY4JBDOG1D_OvzpnONOejuwdNnwqrne16a_nAcacNLm5rJbvTvHQA20vFOJHI9IbqmkKy0GtXocqjtq7lGVgfNvrJTXnytg_tHn5_701vZ6O6I7kqKz7k/s400/sundar+n+etna.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"> <span style="color:#cc9933;">Sundar n Athira singin the thiruvaathira song...ws great with Sundar bangin the tiny symbols to the rhythm..ning ning ning</span><br /><br /></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102368754019456274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKS2y6NiMZKLf5WAEIjrHAFgcI2AtYqRP6n8GGvgBjb-9k6G54Nu-OROW_3tGUm6Oxkv-YadWDzpmOmjC46NiMUDzEC6yHs8mJAqxNp_sHlsx0lKLimpQP_T74WPlD2tcv1z-K/s400/grp+song.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color:#cc9933;">The grp song came 2nd tho it primarily had thintaka taana tantha naanaa laced with generous amount of oooo tana naanaa 4 lyrics</span></p><p align="center"></p><br /><div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102370755474216226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnodU2fQMr88SwtcbmPvanrp3L2ZR45QJx7iFdafEMn7evBEOim_OMxJVWl-5V_xvyi1m5PMHUYOPLS0Fdz26vWkSy0pIj0ZfQO9U7uVO8bKHIx_Lbx20asHsXtXfLFlaZW5Cm/s400/oonjal+trio.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc9933;">KP me n Sundar-malayali mangiis.. </span></div><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102666176209737074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-9IS7ysoTdT-I2Un4IDyjOagGqPQv-14wbZgyuz-fikQPlRcFEuZspPHlTyqNn-ORxfK5p3PeWSVNRz7Zlo8JPSJPa9n0ZoXgeTrqJ7l-QDolbIDzsKi0kepT6jZiYtHui0B8/s400/kp+n+me+on+oonjal.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;">KP is gettin hyper excited on seein the camera.. enthaa kuttiii ingane..chai chai aakhraandam :P .. nyways cool pic right..took a lot of effort to cram our butts onto the oonjal :D</span></div><p><br /> </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103425852845184386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju5ap31kbMpTuZ_z9v5QGbxk5C8qiEtB8v76wgAto72BDmGB5J_y_3qbTIQ4cScfCpEk89mciXADBEySb1g2mf-XY9uCv0CC5Wpf3T7rsr2KjfmHvkYO3-gEsS01CT0NGCcg2c/s200/kp+me+nazia.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color:#cc9933;">kp me n nazia... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.. who wudve thot!!!</span> <br /></p><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102373877915440450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqLGLUpIpSahlOJ0u6J9T_0XugIkCazVvdwdvbxB8JUDGAWENJCDtxVYi4h1pDrmcW_dQwV4vpC4mZzfIcM8wtcjTgqCtHfsEZCPxZ1XtEnyEFKd-ROoW875F90TIsLWXaCzRx/s400/wonder+why.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;">Someone came n switched the music to som lousy ol vilaapa gaanam when the pic ws being clicked..thtz why the OING!! expression on my face.. the song tht took the cake ws 'ente jeevitham oru kamatthi vacha uruli pole...'.. naaya nakkiya jeevitam..kalbukal nakkiya duniyaavu ennokke kettittund...but kamatthi vacha uruli!! simply marvellous!</span></p><br /><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><br /><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102376274507191634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhinBnQ7dgIHS5YKJcTSSLzp06Cihb7nCOhY1pcFnJt3dMfFfOFnA7LS8YxnPWqVk7bNU_jU_3HJqriloSDuowSyiqqONQOAIa3F9FpyNQ8EUnZzGGmCQRpE4G2lvsJILsZd5__/s400/we+the+ppl+of+india.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="color:#cc9933;">Sheikhs of U-AE, Little Dufaai(xcept 4 Rugma in red-CSE monkey).. waitin 4 sadya..hmm it took one ammachi on KPz way back home to make her stop sayin 'hoo glamor oru saapam aano'.. The amamchi asked her 'moleh, innu collegeil dance competition aayirunno?' :D</span><br /></p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">So these r som snippets frm my day..Loadsa othr stuff also happened .. the sadya-havent got hold of any pics of tht, KPz breakdance when she heard abt the IV news, Fatimas very lively n violent duet with Mahima on stage, Jincys reaction on hearin the song dedication, Gymnastic performances nd non-performances on the oonjal, PPz n KPz Mars launchings on the oonjal, the primary school kidz stunning n acrobatic dance performances, the uri adi...</span><span style="color:#cc9933;"><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">nd now holidays hav kickd off..</span></span><span style="color:#ff6666;"> HAPPY ONAM people.. enjoy :)</span></p>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-4501349873544423292007-08-19T16:46:00.000+05:302007-08-19T17:04:29.746+05:30Flashback<span style="color:#c0c0c0;">This post ws lyin in the drafts folder for quite sometime.. ran into som ol frnds today.. so thot i'd dust it n post coz itz been really long since ive updated my canvas...hd written it whn i ws feelin real nostalgic abt the good ol days</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Haaaaaa…I miss my school life…Never realized what a big jerk I was back then until I got into college.. hehe Priya tr. used to run outta chalk coz she was always throwin em at me nd KP nd we used pick em up up nd throw them at Ku nd Pyaaru.. This is 12th grade I’m talking abt..not KG :P.. At the PTA meeting Priya tr. told my Amma that she was planning to bring a rope to class to tie me and KP up cos we were worse than KG kids ..niiiice.<br />The amount of irreverence( say it Soman in ‘Lelam’ style… eeeRRRevvveRRRans) we had for the teachers knew no limits.. The few hours of Kola that I’ve managed not to bunk were truly hilarious.. Kola would enter the class nd half of us wud be grabbin our tummies or hands nd saying ‘Teacherrrrrr…headache..plz may I lie down’.. After sometime I wouldn’t even bother to ask.. At the sight of her I wud close my books, take off my specs (O yea I used to wear specs in 12th coz I could see multiple moons in the sky..now itz ok..just one moon up ther) nd start snoozing...Kolaz inorganic n phys chem sounded much more like kathaaprasangam.. her most famous dialogue bieng...'However ther is a biiiiig BUT!'.. nd all of us drowsy kids jumpd out of slumber lookin around 4 the BIG BUTT!!<br />KP was the one who suggested to go 4 fishing in Meenu tr.s class.. Hey what else r we supposd to do when we are told that ‘Spearmann is not Spiderman’ nd ‘Kendall is mental’ nd tht the easy way to remember maxima nd minima ws to refer to them as Maxi nd Mini!!! So we wud go imaginary fishing singin Summer of 69 lookin at the printout frm A-Z lyrics.com( heehee dint know the lyrics by-heart nd looks like I hav this obsession with takin printouts ever since I got that tukkada Canon BJC when I ws in 7th Std.).<br />With all the tuitions nd stuff I cant remember being awake in both school nd tuitions durin plus2.. Even chewin on CentreShock gum in class didn’t help much. Used to doze off even durin the first hr… Guess I’ve never been more confused than the one time in English class when Pant woke me up and asked me if I used to give whiskey to my cat!! She was referring to something in Shakespeare..<br />Takin down lecture notes ws the most hilarious part.. All my notes usd to look like ECGs nd all the crap I used to write.. Prospero the giant gardener instead of giant pardoner.. electrons movin to Kottayam…<br />All those spoofs, quizzes, epic drama, kung-fu night, gay nd ball jokes, dictionary raiding, the J’s, log tables, always being 2nd or 3rd in line (thankfully nevr 1st).. I don’t think I’ve laughed like we usd to laugh, durin those lunch breaks, since getting outta school.<br />But then it wasn’t always fun.. At some point I got mixed up with existential dilemmas nd became quite indifferent to the ppl around me.. Hmm nd the fights … aaargh.. still makes me feel miserable.. The CoconutBunch( na thtz not the official name of our gang.. I’m the only one who uses tht name) has been through a lot.. a re-run of Chronicles of Boobless Barrymore, anyone?? :o<br />SNari- U have the credit of being the only person I’ve punched in the face..dnt worry, u deservd it back then :P<br />Sree- hw did u end up among us crackpots??!!<br />Pyaaru- I wud’ve apologizd to u for hurtin ur feelings by makin fun of Potty.. but then Linkin Park?!!! WTF man!<br />Ku-amma- heehee .. i feel tht we owe each other a lot of apologies.. but u hav been a rockinn friend<br />Mukku- u’re the best!!!no disputes ther.. hey did u or I invent the game ‘Who Kicks Soumya First’ :D<br />KP- 4 more semesters to go man!!!! Mutual moral supportttttttttttttttt!! </span><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5100371130370348226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5XtSgADtD8p8rgDl4poyOGLIVks4nDvjfh-sjfnwcToBnZBCtwZLrt2peLeK3rWi4UjJPDFnDp1j9hdcr8UBIcBdZwYSv_sfBxzuK5_izKRCAouQsNQfSxt5UpvjyMRQQEskh/s200/sari.jpg" border="0" /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">Love u all...</span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"> hmm isnt tht the pink toilet in the backgnd?? lol :P</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-89325288963120773982007-06-22T13:04:00.000+05:302007-06-22T15:44:28.998+05:30Lilies n Rain<div><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">lifez good.... its rainin.... nd lilies hav bloomed out in the yard</span><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi186xA1Uw-DocIy3K9iT6Sf2PC4e-q6eonLyTLnp3QclEL39-NA9eimSv3R7I5YYuAwieGuU5gWmX_IG_Dqmf_hPdHOorX8D6DKkiiaUm6HY4UZfTFr4QWk-E6wTb-dN70yjNa/s1600-h/lilies+002a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078793035627419986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi186xA1Uw-DocIy3K9iT6Sf2PC4e-q6eonLyTLnp3QclEL39-NA9eimSv3R7I5YYuAwieGuU5gWmX_IG_Dqmf_hPdHOorX8D6DKkiiaUm6HY4UZfTFr4QWk-E6wTb-dN70yjNa/s400/lilies+002a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078796415766681970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid9nZUjp9O_V6uEDK8VJhYByfU7meuGI2U21KnlTONF3jpANJtbhL6UZMpGoZxUYfSgIzhIOZ7TTkpNMwIlj3Ey35Fqe1YkVV8aEKNIB3p6_0BhC0k0x3iUKVN74jetl5123DM/s400/lilies+003.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078794633355254114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWgdU7xkknUBEBjqH_2FxsfbiNzIENc60Vt2ldp0r0fEn8EUr7NqR-ZW8deOdMNZoFvs3V96ibgbIYi6UtIa2pbxQzoV_Rih68HE62tvlIo8u1_kn6C60c-88cRGt83VoWD2dB/s400/lilies+004a.jpg" border="0" /></div></div></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078798442991245698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5eW2OpKuDm8Ac4TddOA-1-ig3_hJn6YNiekWIcb7jnJtPHOfhEfksL-pCux5NMzhTYlXLMXm6tDflE14ZPglLOFxvkpifAnlDbx9Vm9k4OK2yH0gRN-ad5wHVLRk7srELd9DT/s400/lilies+006.jpg" border="0" />meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-44340472163678926352007-06-08T12:35:00.000+05:302007-06-08T13:06:11.064+05:30MONSOON IN THE BACKYARD<span style="color:#c0c0c0;">I had decided not to post anythin more this month coz of xams whch wud be kickin off after 4 days..but it rained in the mornin nd i ws runnin around the yard with a camera...</span><br /><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span><br /><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"><strong>Therz a peeping ant in the picture :o</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span></strong><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073590850979420450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEr24SPUcRuTiyVdsO44VfXPjiAUAxBFFl0Yw63HUnIWPbHnB0vQCoGJCT6kHPh3SN35Xahz8uSRl9MRBNx30zp1bGvcTZGX8JR5ZZ6ejpQ-3x9U0RP592TucupsHwMyXOGOvl/s320/lilies+mangoes+n+rain+029a.jpg" border="0" /> <strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">close-up of the peeping ant :D </span></strong><br /><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073593750082345282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_w8EFh1xxabUZ3PixZgM-99Y6Tv6WNWF8TqKF08MpTTRcppy0YJ1UQrpERjKt6YJ34bwxwCRVYkh8T5i4i_l1M6Yz1wTn7sq23V4a6Yikrr9fVLouqMIpxIcIaO9mnRyBdsvm/s320/lilies+mangoes+n+rain+029b.jpg" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Vaazha after the shower</span></strong><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073590004870863122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsO6qIlanHf46J0qcB-Cdu3AFFy90dREOXldBKLMSBkUn0iU285NkpEx-i39zkk6KnO05LYNYSS7NpfU9SbOfexNDltu4I1hEJ7431Ww1Xck4eAmQFp9cprR1eqYVz8pKrbGJG/s320/lilies+mangoes+n+rain+021.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Duranta/Goldspot chedi...looks best when rainwashed :P</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"></span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073588420027930882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4iqkOhZMPwpAidaHysts1Rb5DiiyC_atIWCR_YSVTPFcJZmJ4qYHK57udq_TzHpKVF16fdTurRIfEc5yY21SRR3-Ydtg8LyT_V12UttAE-QHroXyxdoV7Ex6Llw6ZYitcS35/s320/lilies+mangoes+n+rain+018.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><p><strong><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Blue sky again.....</span></strong><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073591516699351346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9GRsWWspGIbS7HQsNjmQUUnWKRixp7nF8ctDi_bmD2pONKOFLK-dxavWV1A_oFPbHGkZYhHie4VxaucmA1oRddzCAlB96TIBI5XZIYve_5oG88UzIBLw4m0etje96Sd1yqPgD/s320/lilies+mangoes+n+rain+033.jpg" border="0" /></p><br /><p></p>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-86965627319455173972007-06-01T21:07:00.000+05:302007-06-01T21:10:03.286+05:30POST-Punctured<span style="color:#c0c0c0;">Wrote this poem some weeks back when I was feelin all crappy about my life..But then the s3 results came nd put all things into perspective. What I’ve whined about in the poem seems totally irrelevant now. I think my parents think I’ve gone crazy coz I’ve been running around in glee ever since I got supple-hit. Hmm I thought they’d kick me outta the house aftr tht supershit result.. but they dint!! They are totally supportive about it. But I really suspect they’ve not even attempted to scold or advise me coz they think I’ve gone mad from the shock. Yea, I’ve been sittin nd smiling to myself a lot lately but thtz coz, after a long time I am able to get som focus nd clear-thinking into my life. So here’s Punctured ..Though I’m SO post-Punctured, jus postin it coz I wnt be posting anything else 4 this month.. exams ahead..<br /><br /><br />PUNCTURED-<br />It’s not over, the past<br />It never is.<br />Why wasn’t I told?<br />Some may have left it behind,<br />But it still hovers around<br />Making me frown, realizing<br />How stupid I can be.<br />Making me smile, coz<br />I’m not the only one.<br />Making me angry, knowing<br />There are stupider people<br />Out there, so close.<br /><br />It has been rocky and rocking<br />Outside the shell.<br />Indifference sometimes crept in<br />So did complacency.<br />Tiny angels with scrolls<br />Reflecting hopelessness<br />Flittered around<br />Bringing laughter in the times<br />Of seemingly eternal frustration.<br />Laughter seemed precious<br />Acquiring infinite importance<br />Commanding to be spread.<br /><br />The present is consumed<br />By the summer sun.<br />The future makes me wanna<br />Throw my head back<br />And scream, ‘CRAP!’<br />Lately, been feeling like<br />A punctured balloon <br />Unable to leave the ground<br />Even when thrown up to the sky<br />By loving words and hands.<br />Not sad, not mad, not drunk<br />Just a bit embarrassed…</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-10118833613300981972007-05-11T10:45:00.003+05:302009-02-07T01:59:56.037+05:30Spidey!! in kutthon ke saamne mat naach!!<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >After a hectic week of exams (which i dint write..tho i went to college to check on my friends nd give them moral support :P)..I finally got a chance to see Spidey...hmmm...I'm speechless!! Yea the FX wer cool..the fights wer nail-bitingly awsom...Venom ws lookin super sesky...the black suit once again proved the fact the underW on the inside is way mor appealing than underW on the outside... BUT why wer the villains so...whtz the right word?? touchy nd emotional?? One bad-guy actually goes on to say tht he dosnt hav money to buy rice(well not xactly) so plz forgive him nd let him go..nd Spidey bids him a tearful adieu...MaryJane ws lookin as fossilized as evr.. how ol' is she supposd to be??103?!! Nd in the end the only gud lookin guy in the movie gets killed..but not before gettin half of his beautiful face tandoorified...damn it!!! O yea Spidey breaks into an impromptu dance when he gets infected by som symbiotic creature frm outerspace..(i dint know aliens on Planet Babushka frm Kokachee galaxy knew tap dancin!!)</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-family:lucida grande;font-size:100%;" >Right now ive got nothin to do..hd com to college to get som lab rec wrk done..seems like it woudnt be ready for anothr 3 hours.. so im in the college lab now wher every important nd educational sites like orkut etc. are banned.. I can't even play Chuzzle <>on yahoo games..heehee thtz a weird game..u match 3 or more cuddly hairy creatures of the same color nd they explode..itza fantastic game to play when ure completely stressed out..all those xplodin cuddly creatures........niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiceee..</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-57371128012306865022007-04-29T02:10:00.000+05:302007-05-10T12:16:06.427+05:30ENTHERU DAY!!<span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);font-family:lucida grande;" >Was standing near the backstage telling Nazia tht I might wet my underpants any minute when KP came nd said tht she hs already wet her pants with not just no:1 but 2,3,4 nd 5!! Our movie spoof was up next.. </span><br /><span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Some 3 hours back all of us were staring at the rain pouring down heavily on the open stage nd the chairs tht wer holdin enuf water to play ‘whose-jeans-cn-absorb-most’.. They were planning to shift the all the college day programs to the seminar hall..Since we cudnt perform without a backstage (dubbing issues) we wer almost sure tht our spoof wudve to be cancelled..So we wer standin ther nd commentin on som guy’s weird hairstyle whn Prameela came nd told me tht the weird hairstyle-guy ws my orkut buddy nd he wanted to meet me..I grabbed a friend nd fled 100mph in the opposite direction to another block.. Im not xcatly the kinda person who cn go upto ppl nd say ‘yo!wassup dude’ in these kinda situations ..hehe.. Som ppl mistake this critical chammal for jaada..enikku vayya ;) </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">After the official ceremony, frnds joined me in the canteen nd as we wer tackling the rubberized chicken, the lights went off….kooooooioooooooooiiii.. howled our lungs out as if we were possessed by Himesh Reshammiya nd the stray VenugopalanPatti who stays in Palm Grove lane in Sasthamangalam. Perfect silence as the lights came bac on nd shined upon the faces of some shockd parents.. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">As we wer suckin on the Mango bar(which tastes real bad..but why complain when u get it 4 free :P) we heard som cheerin frm outside!! Thtz when we came to knw tht the programs wer goin to be held in the mainstage itself!! Completely freakd out coz som kids who wer ther for dubbing had already left thinking tht the program ws cancelld.. We had told them(like only a hundred times) not to leave coz ther ws a small chance tht the programs wud resume on the mainstage whn the rain stops.. Rockin!! </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Changed into our costumes real fast..Found som new kids 4 dubbing..did one quick round of practice.. nd went to the backstage with jelly-legs nd unsure bladders..All the folks wer laughin seeing me, Naaz and Rakhee in school uniforms..Suresh sir ws like ‘iyaalkku pattiya dress ithu tanneya’..hehe I knw school uniforms suit me best coz I’m asked atleast twice a week ‘moleh,which class r u studying in’ or ‘did u join engineering right after 6th std??'.. We wer wearing St.Thomas uniforms coz my Holy Angels’ skirt has this constant tendency to do a Marilyn Munroe at the slightest sign of a breeze..Why gift the audience with a peek of my ol’ battered HongKong tights(which thankfully dint fall off while I ws on stage) .. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">The opening scene ws an item number by Nisha(as Kareena-the sesky Kamini acc. to her, with Parvathy operatin the sound track-awsom job man!!).. Then Don(KP- lukin very much like a sleek mafia don;voice by Poorna) is kidnapped by goondas (PP nd Indu..'aliyaa..dendu lavane koodi pidi!!') of Gabbar Singh(Shally- the perfect thug;voice-Anjolie..perfect BUHAHAHA). Karan Johar(Vibha;voice:Anusha..who also dubbd 4 goondas) is also taken along.. Then the 3 gals frm Notebook(Naz, Rakhee nd me; voices:Jincy n Archana) also playin Charlie’s angelz is sent to rescue Don.. At Gabbar’s camp Don is tied up nd Karan Johar made to dance to ‘omanappuzha kadappuram’(K..K..K..Karan in K..K..Kutthon ke saamne m..m..mat naach!!)..Somewher durin the tussle PP accidentally kicked KP in the wrong place nd PP ws like ‘sorry edey’..Ppl remember the fact tht all our bladders wer in unstable condition!!<br />The 3 gals interrupt Karan Joharz dance nd a fight(me-the smallest of the lot tackling Shally-the biggest, karate style) nd a GK question round(with the ultimate Q-How many km’s frm Washington DC to Miami beach!!) follows..Finally Don is freed..Gabbar nd Don become frnds..so they plant a tree nd name it Venus(Notebook!!..yech!!!how lame can it get!)..Finally we all dance to ‘PandiMelam’-Rajamanickam style(me nd Nazia did a chicken dance right in frnt of stage)..nd sign off sayin ‘chellakkilii..sullam’(or ws it sulaan ?? I dunno).. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">After we got off the stage, with no chappals thankfully attaining enuf range to hit us, the seniors wer like ‘enthoru tolikkatti.. u ppl r our true successors!!’..nd some wer like ‘aaa murder!murder!’ nd the rest wer like ‘wht guts man!!’.. hehe Unfortunately som ppl dint understand wht the entire thing ws all abt.. hd fgotten to write an intro abt the theme..:D.. haa som ppl dosnt even knw wht a spoof is..so guess I shudnt mind..Hmm I hope atleast tht SS lecturer aliyan understood tht we wer takin at a dig at him with one dialogue he always says in class.. ‘Tell meeee!!Tell meeee!!’ snap!snap!snap! </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">The grand finale ws the fashion shw by the seniors with Shaakuntalam as the theme.. it ws awsom!!</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Finally when evrythin got over, I ws makin fun of the kids who invited their parents nd wer made to go home early..then I rang up my father to tell him to com nd pick me up..nd he ws like ‘im right here on the campus’..shit!! man.. I did all those screwloose things on stage with full confidence tht my family wudn’t be there to watch it…aaaaaaaaa.. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Nd I came to knw tht som othr kids’ parents on seein me, thot tht a real shool gal ws kidnapped to play the part!! Sho ingane poyaal to join IAFil I’ve to gain atleast 10kilos in 2 yrs!!Shud ask Adnan Sami abt it(dosnt the guy still weigh a 100kilos even after losin 100??)..hehe me in IAF..wudnt tht be somthin!!..its juz one of my several vague aims in this almost driftin life…..vroooooom vroooooommmm..<br /></span><br /></span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-62371929660593612112007-04-14T21:40:00.000+05:302007-04-15T00:57:19.439+05:30Winamp Gyan<span style="color:#999900;">Took a leaf outta<a href="http://deepreverie.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-is-tag-i-found-in-divis-blog.html"> deeps’ blog </a>who had the leaf pluckd out frm her sis's blog who in turn..bla bla bla..get the pic right<br />So me n my buddy KP enqueued all the songs in our systems onto winamp.. lukd up the questions frm deepz blog nd also charted a whole lotta other Qs as well..Activated the toggle shuffle thing nd started on our quest to find the answers to our lives entrusting our fates in the hands of winamp player..Afcoz we knew tht the quest wudnt be perfect without Beck’s Loser in the playlist.. anyways we set forth..*clickin my tongue*- to get the horse hooves BGM<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"><span style="color:#cccccc;">1.How dos the world see me??<br /></span>Me:<em><strong>Beethoven Seattle symphony</strong></em>.. wha!!! I thot Beethoven ws frm Germany..Whtz he doin in Amriikkka nd wht is he doin in my playlist!!!bad beginning!!!!!<br />KP:<em><strong>Tanhayee..eeee..eeeee</strong>..(DCH)</em> hehehe so ppl see KP as a lone ranger..hmmm<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">2.</span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">What do my frnds think about me?</span><br />Me: <em><strong>Tere Bin</strong></em> ..frm <em>bhagam bhag</em> …how sweet<br /></span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;"><em>Tere Bin ther aint no desire<br />Tere bin I cant fly hiiiihiiiihiigherrrr</em>( oye they find me eqvnt to an airplane engine!!!??)<br />KP: <em><strong>Chaiyya Chaiyya</strong></em>.. o yea we all think tht shez perpetually dancing on top of a train :D<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">3.</span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">What shud I do with my life?<br /></span>Me: <em><strong>yaatra aayi</strong></em>.. frm <em>Niram</em>..my life’s getting over b4 even kickin off properly!! uwaaahh uwaahh :((<br />KP: <em><strong>pinneyum pinneyum </strong></em>.. yes KP!! perseverance pays.. King Louis taught us dat in Moral sci class when we wer in 4th std… or was it King philips or panasonic ??<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">4.</span>How will I be remembered?<br />Me: <em><strong>Sau dard</strong>..</em> frm <em>Jaan-e-mann</em>.. we can either go by the lyrics n think tht ppl will be missin me real bad or we cn go by my interpretation tht I’ve been a pain in the ass for a lot of ppl :D<br />KP: <em><strong>Kya Kare</strong> </em>frm<em> Rangeela</em>.. hmm so ppl will be still ponderin over the things they cudnt convey to KP coz they wer afraid of being punched in the face :P<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">5.</span>Whats my signature dancing number?<br />Me: <em><strong>Tu hi Mere shab hai</strong></em>.. Hey wht am I supposd to do?? Ballet???!!!<br />KP: <em><strong>Yeh jo des</strong></em> frm <em>Swades</em>..yea xcellent dance number :P<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">6.</span> What song shall be played on my wedding?<br />Me: <em><strong>Hum ko Maloom hai</strong> </em>frm<em> Jaan-e-mann</em>.. dosnt the couple get divorced later in de movie??? Coooolll…<br />KP: <em><strong>One Night Love Affair</strong> – Bryan Adams</em> .. heeheeheee .. xcellenttttttt<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">7.</span> What song shall be played on my funeral?<br />Me: <em><strong>Rose </strong>– Titanic</em> .. Im gonna puke in my coffin or haunt my funeral planner for the rest of his life and afterlife!!!!<br />KP: <em><strong>Anbe Vaa</strong></em> – I haven’t heard the song *blushing* nd I hav no idea wht its all abt<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">8.</span> The song 4 my frnds…<br />Me: <em><strong>Maula mere..Maula mere</strong> </em>frm <em>Anwar</em>.. dos the song have any other lyrics coz I haven’t got past the Maula part yet.. hmm wish I had somthin better 4 u ppl :<br />KP: <em><strong>Neela raavilinnu ninte</strong></em>- haven’t heard this one either.. think itza gud song.. wud be more meaningful than the one I ended up with anyways..<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">9.</span> 4 my family<br />Me: <strong><em>Tu hi mere shab</em></strong>.. luuuuuuuuuuuv u folks!!! >:D<</span><br /><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">KP: <em><strong>Nila Kagirathu</strong></em></strong>.. nother gud one<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">10.</span>Song 4 my AE batch at college<br />Me:<strong><em>Yeh Kaha Aagaye humm</em></strong>.. yea I knw..we all feel the same durin certain hours in de week<br />KP: <strong><em>Aisa Jadoo</em></strong> frm <em>Khakee</em>.. yeayyy ..3 cheers 4 AE!!!<br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">11.</span>Song 4 ppl I don’t like!!<br />Me: <strong><em>Pinneyum pinneyum aaroooo</em></strong>.. yea som ppl juz wont give up on buggin u to the max..pinneyum pinneyum….<br />KP: <strong><em>Hey Khuda Hafiz</em></strong>.. frm <em>Yuva</em>.. perfect reply \m/<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">12.</span>Whatz in my head during lectures?<br />Me: <em><strong>Ek ladki ko dekha</strong> <strong>to</strong> </em>frm <em>1942 A Luv Story</em>.. I guess I ws thinking abt the people-shooting-down-thebritish part in the flick.. Samurai Hattori go back!!!<br />KP: <em><strong>Nagumooo</strong></em>-<em>Chitram</em> .. nd I used to wonder wher all the mridangam sounds were coming frm when I was snoozing in class!!<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">13.</span>Whatz my job gonna be like??<br />Me: <strong><em>Let me Sleep</em></strong> – <em>unknown artist</em> … LOLZ<br />KP:<strong><em>Thendrale Thendrale</em></strong>..frm <em>Kaadhal Desam</em>.. now what kinda job comes with constantly-blowin breeze?? :-/ ooo I knw..i knw.. sellin peanuts at the beach :P.. dnt worry KP I’ll be ther nearby waitin on tables at the ICH..<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">14.</span>Whatz dos the future hold for Soum nd Stella.. the golden couple :D??<br />Me:<strong><em>Torn</em></strong>…<em>Natalie Imbruglia</em>.. WOW I cn already imagine all the $#^$&^*&^ in tamil Soum’ll be yellin at me if she reads this…<br />KP:<strong><em>Jhoom Jhoom Jhoom Baba</em></strong> frm <em>KasamPaidaKarneWaaleKi</em>..Mithun das ol disco classic I think .. LOLLLzzzzz.. hehehe<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">15.</span>Whtz the song 4 my future mom-in-law??<br />Me<strong>:</strong><em><strong>Oops I did it again</strong>.. Britney Spears</em>.. Ok ppl enuf with ur imagination running amok!!<br />KP:<strong><em>Bhanware ki Gunjan</em></strong>….. dos that mean ‘manure 4 garden’??? :D<br /><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;">16.</span>Finally, some thoughts on myself..<br />Me:<em><strong>Its My Life-</strong>Bon Jovi</em> \m/ - \m/<br /></span><span style="color:#c0c0c0;">KP: <strong><em>Pooncholai </em></strong>– the one frm <em>Keertichakra</em>.. <strong>NOT</strong> frm <em>Sphadikam</em> :P<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#999900;">We had around 40 queries answered.. but then I dont intend make my blog as long as KANK.. So signin off.. Nyways conclusion drawn- must kick my sis for downloadin songs from Jaan-e-mann nd wher r all the YO songs when u need em??!!<br />This post is dedicated to deepz , winamp nd to yahoo messngr :)<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#663333;"></span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-82748038596895403072007-03-29T00:15:00.000+05:302007-04-06T21:42:48.829+05:30We Ran, We Lost(well, most of us) Nd In the End We Stunk like DungBombs!!<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">Whenever something hi-funda happens, I decide to blog about it and start scribbling. But mostly it ends up as yet another draft in the posts folder. But today I’m determined to blog about the sports’ day coz I’m having lab exam tomorrow and I’ve got nothing better to do :P. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">Sports day kicked off with the march past. Thankfully, Jubba Narayanan Kutty kept his speech short. Last time he(or was it the chief guest, don’t remember well) had gone on to give a speech of epic proportions on AC cabins nd relaxed lifestyles, when we, the march past kids, were standing there and melting in the scorching sun. Felt like throwing chappals at him then. The chief guest today, city police commissioner, was a sensible person. His speech hardly lasted a minute. Hoo.. </span><br /><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">Sports started with the 50m race. Reached third from last in the first round :D.. I ROCK!!!Shal was third(frm the 1st).<br />Went nd registered for long jump.. got freaked psyched nd chickened out seeing the juniors jump. Seemed like they had some magnetic field attached to their butts that repelled them off the pit for some distance.. Seriously!!!<br />KP and PP ran for the 100m. KP reached 4th . </span><br /></div><div align="justify"><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047058713476604402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi2IylYxsN63MaxZdoCpXC-Re6VcAlGck-aNpiTGJ8FzBhBb-qTOx1REN29F4ljqa6W02K-V8cc8z0URp2EoPsp7-PsqkZGPS5ajHb8D2xaifKeevbo3zzkXZSVzJ3zk-RO-SH/s320/spectators.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#66cccc;"> [li'l PT ushaz]<br /><br /></span><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">Shot put was never my item.. :D.. so why push the competition further( to the negative displacement side) :D :D.. Anyways me and kp wanted to try it out.. So we waited till the event got over ( 4 the kids nd the staff).. Then suddenly Choreesh and his best buddy appeared outta nowhere picked up the shot and walked away. We followed them until Choreesh put the shot down. I was the first one to try putting. Hehe Suresh Sir had the luck to witness to my historic lousy throw. KPz throw was way better.<br /></div></span><br /><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">Shal burst into a gloriously fast run during her lap in the obstacle race which pushed AE frm the 3rd to the 2nd spot. She was extrasupercool today :). </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">CS (Blues) apparently committed some foul nd a huge argument cum adi broke out.. </span><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047053181558727074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0bVH4Y8KHvTUL2EuZsX-HdnohgvfHNe_3qMEvAgLyKcI8u2rGpJXhgVc3pL4rDb5tWOJ-lROzDDsPdZgKQluwdSEYknCyLZjV5wni9xtYMLLohl3mQfyEpxq1vxfvQU8Fh_0Z/s320/obstacle.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#66cccc;"> [The AE obstacle race team]<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">Then it was photo session time for us and biriyani cum ice-cream session 4 the staff :(… The empty podium looked really tempting..:P</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEQDOrP-w_x4t_3gJ0fkS7S9mkPDZgLXVCoXx7VjRYW2GTMMeGdmrwLUbeJK6xAfZ5kuZGDJpTR71suSC9ZTuRi8hT-t-AIkhY-KA8f7bacZ3ewOR3upiW-EEqtl4yfLnQda79/s1600-h/pod2.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047053855868592562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEQDOrP-w_x4t_3gJ0fkS7S9mkPDZgLXVCoXx7VjRYW2GTMMeGdmrwLUbeJK6xAfZ5kuZGDJpTR71suSC9ZTuRi8hT-t-AIkhY-KA8f7bacZ3ewOR3upiW-EEqtl4yfLnQda79/s320/pod2.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047209806131110418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG4-iHSEC9ljMirwWR-PVohOqUuK41xW7yYTWygIq6jYAkrxJWKOWDWcAe_K27-HNRjx68xk8-Xxnk28Y4GaDSh5UF-JKkZSHryf4InlpYepBH2wMlUT79vlJvY7A-RzpF_bPC/s320/podium1.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc4zTPAuJZp9CgV2L_sqFRPzVSD0RJhv4nvzTAF__5vYW0uv9Zfh_UPocByCqKq_15uPwH0I-BkY3ODxj_twbfxNXgGDkKb-x3KH95lOEtPBtzMgUhMWS1ICYmgx7KcMtDFlvo/s1600-h/podium1.JPG"></a></p><span style="color:#66cccc;">[the 'fight' 4 the first place :p]<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">And also clickd som pics of the sirs so tht we cn do som voodoo on them.. no actually we had other plans .. unfortunately we dint get that perfect shot.</span><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047055629690085842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb66SMoadgpP8ulAHQFYBG4LDIwDDVuGOgiFmYZC3a_DQYdrKfLbrEOlweborYsInTWPCnjGI1Ttwnqa-RXD0uqV1nNmRbMEib6hu6Bhn5zckDWSL7Ossj1LJc2jgJIm_LAqgV/s320/sultans+of+shit.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#66cccc;">[from left- the sir who either misinterpreted or had hallucinations about the feedback our class gave him whn we wer in s1s2.. then the sir who confiscated my camera during the excursion nd refused to close the shutter/lens tho it ws drizzling.. then the last two-<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">aaaargh!!!</span></strong> ]<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;">We were hanging around the new block when they put som music. Me nd KP broke into a disco.. saw KP stop suddenly..i danced for some more time nd turned around to see what KP was grinning sheepishly at… nd ther was Soju sir( affectionately known as Soju Maaman among the kids) beaming at us.. haa Naanam kettu ennallathe enthu parayaan :”><br />Tug O’ war was the last event… The power houses of AE.. Shally, Helen nd Chechi Bandar bagged the prize 4 us.. EC wer the overall winners.. with us AE comin 2nd .. followed by CS.. IT ws nowhere to be seen.. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047057360561906146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7-3GZyH4aY5IzR1xgb9qobwHSr-rMmLX4cftvXV4Bw29d8QWI3LmOX5zYZntUQJequ8dGROV4EHFoGyxXNnuzs5D9V8qchpswHT_D7bHGhMZoLJFsrFFsC3tD3rHtzoEFBt7/s320/vadam.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#66cccc;"> [vadam vali]<br /></span><br />Tho all of us hd great fun, this sports day was nowhere near last year’s in the fun scale.. Last year there was much more participation from the staff - Sajan Sir skidding across the ground during the relay, Sprint queen Jayalekshmi Ma’am beatin the Sirs, Jayamohan Sir’s laws of mechanics failing miserably during the tug O’ war, Smithy sir flying across the ground and almost past the Central jail compound wall, the library guy’s commentary, Soju sir long jumpin( or atleast making the effort)..Last year was fun :) This time staff participation was way less..But the ones who did take part did well..<br /><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047059830168101378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhskyKkuoD2j1lSL_jUN98S5lOvUu07GtRTr-g-I1l4tpzLwKe8jw5szul12E6VJqAAyyfK2oOa437dmPBDPz9cPeLrqp8ZTykZOpVAXIt20iWPomgx152HmDeGXc5sNwHDns1d/s320/steps.JPG" border="0" /><span style="color:#66cccc;"> [DungBombs of LBS]<br /></span><br /><br />In the evening, watched the Sirs nd kids play badminton for some time.. Was almost snoozing sitting in the bus on the way home and som stupid kid was pointing at me and saying ‘heeehoo chechi urangunnooo’.. Ok kid.. discovery of the millennium!! congratz nd get lost..I need to sleep.</span><br /></span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-25303261420147060252007-03-21T20:06:00.000+05:302007-03-22T20:29:37.951+05:30LOST...<span style="color:#996633;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">The monotone drags on and on<br />Failing to penetrate our skulls<br />Grown thick with indifference.<br />The four eyes stare at the blackboard<br />Wondering and wandering<br />Over lines that mean something<br />To them, but absolutely nothing<br />To the nonchalant thick skulls.<br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#996633;">The eyes though well guarded<br />Behind black frames, dull and thick,<br />Give away the not so faint traces<br />Of expected amusement and contempt.<br />A sea of blank eyes stares back,<br />Some drowned in despair;<br />Drowsy ears distractedly listen<br />Comprehending nothing of<br />The alien sounds uttered with ease.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;"><span style="color:#996633;">The desperate mind longing for life<br />Picks up a nonexistent thread<br />From a fabric stretching under strain.<br />It brings a smile in the corner<br />Of the lips moist with drool<br />From years of indifferent slumber<br />Lost in dense oblivion,<br />As the four eyes get lost among<br />The endless convolutions of time<br />Like many others before them.</span><br /></span><p><span style="color:#cccccc;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></p><p><span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#339999;"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"><span style="color:#339999;"></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="color:#666600;"><em>- i usually don't write poetry.. but when life throws rotten things at u, therz no other option but to throw stuff back at it.</em></span></p></span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-29124341728730941732007-03-01T22:31:00.001+05:302009-02-07T01:57:58.239+05:30CHASING GANGA<strong><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">WARNING: VERY LONG POST AHEAD </span></strong><br /><strong style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /></span></strong><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Was tryin to learn Tamil some days back.. had loads of guruz- KP whoz half Tamilian..Fatima who learnt tamil by watchin Sun TV..nd on n on… KP has resigned after hearing me construct my first Tamil sentence which went something like ‘adayaatthi, perinthnilayam etthiyaachoo anaalum nee auto nippattein!!’ Itz <strong>supposed </strong>to mean ‘why aren’t u stopping the auto though we’ve reachd the bus stop!!’.. Also learnt the word ‘kandravi’ which I think means somthing like ‘country fellow’.. Anyway one day I ws screamin ‘kandravi kandravi’ at someone nd landed in front of our princi who happenz to be a Tamilian</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">:D</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">..</span><br />This post aint abt me learnin tamil..Itz abt my Varanasi-Haridwar-Rishikesh-Mussorie(nd som more places) yaatra.. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH6htFRKdgCIRohY51pVqn53GLcIslJUQDTc4roXHTV56lJHJ-XfNCXN7XHfy04Kbw1isbQf7SjUdA-iHt5alICLmd_38c9h13mxdoz_iHOqPsX1ndHj6AJY8xdE9Rp53jK7zu/s1600-h/VARANASI+003.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037238251666962402" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH6htFRKdgCIRohY51pVqn53GLcIslJUQDTc4roXHTV56lJHJ-XfNCXN7XHfy04Kbw1isbQf7SjUdA-iHt5alICLmd_38c9h13mxdoz_iHOqPsX1ndHj6AJY8xdE9Rp53jK7zu/s320/VARANASI+003.jpg" border="0" /></a>so<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQPX53QOgRxGLALQ1NmxamqjJOGQLSXRnim30JrmeYZ5HV2Y7uE7lEoL1e-umHyrqPJbeoq5_JQCqJ2jwuWMaXkmSz7_1N5zq1aWA281R8D4yeP1DWQE2_XyFBDfRyGTn_MzA-/s1600-h/VARANASI+003.jpg"></a> kickin off with it. </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Reached Delhi around noon on 15th.. Was my first plane journey(air deccan afcoz.. Nakkis own airlines<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"> :D</span>). So was all xcitd abt it. Took loads of snaps of clouds nd the land down below. Looking down at the clouds ws a mindblowing xperience nd the Western Ghats ROCK!!! India looks like a PCB from up above, so was reminded of my tronix workshop all along <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">:-B</span>..<br /></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">The train to Varanasi was around 7pm, so decided to visit the Mughal Gardens in the Rashtrapati Bhavan premises.. Dad’s wisecrack-‘Anyone in need of free massages should visit Delhi coz we’ve lost count of how many security checks we’ve been thru’ and at one place I was detained separately nd my bag made to go thru xtra security check. Ooo do I look tht dangerous?? <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">:D</span>.. Mughal Gardens lookd like som place out of a fairy tale buk.. exotic birds jumpin around, 100watts tulips, atom bomb-sized dahlias against the backdrop of the majestic residence of the Presi.. truly a mini-paradise.. and it’s open to the public 4 only one month in a year.. Perfect timing </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">:)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"></span><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><div><div><div><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">During the train journey to Varanasi some guy left his AK47 on my berth.. How tempting</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> :-P</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">.. Reachd Varanasi in the morning.. On reaching the University entrance and reading what was written on the arch above I was like ‘WOW’.. Kaashi Vishwavidyalay(or ws it vidyapeedh??).. I had forgotten the fact that Varanasi nd Kaashi were one nd the same place.. Had a tough time finding our place of accommodation since all of us wer such ‘great’ Hindi pundits nd also coz the BHU campus seemed to be as big as Trivandrum city.. Tried remainin awake the whole time on the first day of the symposium nd also scared my sis by drawing amplifier ckt (which is probably the easiest ckt ever but my sis doesn’t knw tht </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">:D</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">).. But on the second day slept with mouth wide open like I used to do in Kolaz class in school.. It ws a Botany symposium on Genomics, nd me nd my sis wer accompanyin our parents (both of em botanists)..The only thing I knw about Botany is the scientific name of tomato (</span><em style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Lycopersicon esculentum</em><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">) which I remember coz it sounds very YO!.. The food ther was grrrrrrrrrrrrrreat(it wolud take another post to describe all abt it).. hmm yummy yummy!!</span><br /></span></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><br /></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">It was Sivaraatri on the 1st day of the symposium.. Visited the new Kaashi Viswanath Temple in the BHU campus, in the evening. It looked like the typical Bollywood temple wher Nirupa Roy goes and bangs her head against pillars ‘tok!tok!’ nd shrieks ‘Bhagwaan tu paddhar hai!!!’..Early morning, on the 2nd day of the symposium, we went to the Ganga ghats, accompanied by 2 BHU</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">students- Sishir nd Rakesh.. The journey to the ghats was by cycle rickshaw( the rickshaw guy seemed to be possessed by the Malayalee private bus drivers’ ghost!!He was flying over the gutters nd the bumps with me clinging onto the seat for my dear life.. Hmm but rickshaw people ther are a underpaid lot compared to the autorickshaw aka jet airways ovr here in Thiruvananthapuram..) Ws planning to watch the sunrise but it turned out to be too cloudy.. Each minute tht passed by durin the boat yaatra on the Ganga seemed like gloriously painted canvasses (oye drainage literature alert!!!). The ghats nd the ashrams, the foreigners in search of spirituality, the naked Naga sadhu, dogs who hve masterd the art of begging, children selling lamps made out of leaves to be floated on the Ganga, the river gleaming like som all-engulfin molten metal.. It ws picture perfect. </span></span></div><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"></span><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLguRcCXWD_l1S-skVMDE8UsqUpP5HHPVkpSGCp8YIXcgyg-ztpwvb3hwHyvllHyML7a8BFXMa-G3u7Z-lpfiRg6VoJtVbvkzRtUVZZTZknvVnKU80Q6tSsiz2qWoJyM9iOCI/s1600-h/VARANASI+167.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037246755702208626" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPLguRcCXWD_l1S-skVMDE8UsqUpP5HHPVkpSGCp8YIXcgyg-ztpwvb3hwHyvllHyML7a8BFXMa-G3u7Z-lpfiRg6VoJtVbvkzRtUVZZTZknvVnKU80Q6tSsiz2qWoJyM9iOCI/s320/VARANASI+167.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037239660416235506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyszNRM_02uU4Q-PBJZlXJQ_NmEaHWuDezMR21obKb6KdUK_SBJfw90qhEuMtRbFjzXYCsEm-JZRYWc3jHmx0xddeN6qIbuB8Rkw_ZnJN4DmmsQhX8ykTIfUniBG0WjQq_zOHk/s320/VARANASI+176.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Went shopping tht evening.. Amma nd sis bought Benares sarees (frm the shop whch apparently supplies Ash Rai with Benarasi silk sarees <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">:P</span>) nd I went around with them blinking like an owl.. A certain friend of mine has this immense liking 4 north Indian guys nd later tht night during dinner I was like checkin out all the guys so tht I could text my frnd later sayin.. ‘Edey I’ve found de perfect guy 4 u’.. Hmm unfortunately not many smashin guys wer around <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">:(</span> .. tho one was ..aah never mind <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">:D<br /></span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"></span></div><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Next day the BHU guys got 4 us a hired taxi.. This time Sujeet, Rakesh nd Aasish wer accompanyin us. We went around the city nd visited som temples.. all of them with absolutely tasteless architecture except 4 one durga temple which was a bit different. The old Kaashi Viswanath temple xpreience ws almost a culture shock.. The little street leadin to the temple ws full of mud nd slush nd yea we wer all barefoot. The security ther was so tight that the temple actually looked more like an xtensive police control room.. closed ckt cameras, metal detectors, AK47s.. The funniest or rather the most ironic thing happened when I entered the place wher som pujari was sittin in front of som devi’s idol.. Many devotees wer around grabbin the deity’s feet nd offerin money parsad nd stuff..nd this pujari calld me ‘beti yahaa aao’, then he said som holy stuff, blessd me, put a garland around my neck nd then continued, ‘achcha pati milegi’!! Man!! Out of all the dreamy eyed devotees out ther how the hell did he manage to pick out an atheist with marriage not even in the top 1000000 of her priorities to give his special matrimonial blessings </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">=)) </span><br /></span><br /><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">From Kaashi it ws straight to Sarnath.. one of the places that had captured my imagination when I was doin my History proj abt The Guptan Era (in school).. While working on the proj I had com across a painting of Buddha belonging to the Sarnath school of art nd I ws extremely obsessed with it..The new temple at Sarnath hd that painting on its wall..It ws grt to see the non-pixel version. The Stupa ther was unlike any architecture style I’ve seen before..truly unique and awe-inspiring.. The museum had the Lion Capital nd the remains of the Asoka Chakra on display.. also great Buddhist nd Hindu sculptures frm tht era.. A tiny sculpture of a tree god, a gandharva like face peeping from among the leaves had a real hypnotic quality about it. Getting lost in that great historical nd cultural presence is something thtz beyond words.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">When we were buying som little mud figures of Buddha frm a lady, Achan asked if these things would break, nd the lady replied, ‘Even you will break if u fall’. That ws true Buddha style</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">!!</span> </div></div><div></div><br /><div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037262887599372418" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEFqeDAwOdCo95_xAMaQS_1_P1Fod1Jed3PORaA4XTuVeZF3naEQ3q9NXpLpzK2PZhYnpDZIUNvnN3q53sUxsPChDkvcp25DTivK1NzCwJtaBjS_OJb8EtrzekGeBPhmI1vJzw/s320/VARANASI+202.jpg" border="0" /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037241253849102354" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoV9GGPRUdrjvvB77jRxMvBkmWIwVNtXmIsfwAjURlOevnpYKQQ7hT_tfZl479OOJLY8Y2aKH8OB1HqK2hR_NSowo6i-uJZkw4HE9h5bnRSo2twNhwygsNAxGJpK7nZpQJBJ8_/s320/VARANASI+201.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">From Sarnath we went to see the Triveni Sangamam in Allahabad.. Mustard fields wer on both sides of the road all along the way.. Until then I had seen them only in the movies. On the way to the Sangamam one of my parents’ colleagues read a signboard- ‘Kripya Vaay moodh’ which to us malayalees mean Plz cover ur mouth or rathr Plz Shut Up!..It ws supposd to be ‘Bai moodh’..Ha! was really funny..heehee ‘vaay moodh’ <span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);">:))</span> ..hmm..Three rivers meeting, and one of them imaginary- beautiful piece of mythology!.. Yamuna ws bigger than Ganga there coz Ganga had been blocked upstream to conduct the Ardh Kumbh Mela..was pretty shocked to hear that. Saw the deserted arrangements that had been set up for the Mela..it ws in such a large scale..When I tried to click som snaps a bunch of local kids jumped in front of the cam nd started posing Bollywood ishtyle!! </span><br /><br /><div><br /></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037243057735366706" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgssKzj8GwDnqkgPE6vDZqlhZi14pmM5M2FDtZitEv6qtRKVwVtGcNzyizQeefE-Syr3DPGwbCUB7eBP5y96Gfv33tiLMsK2cdGTf08Cowdv44Pk7LPu6djwkDsNGMNZi6uPcw/s320/VARANASI+256.jpg" border="0" /> <span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">We had cancelled our tickets from Varanasi to Delhi (Sivaganga Xpress happens to be the slowest train on the planet nd it wudn't hav reached Delhi on time 4 my parents' colleagues to catch their plane) nd were planning to get on a train from Allahabad to Delhi. Sishir nd another guy Robin joined us in Allahabad( they hd an xam ther tht day) nd all of them came to see us off and make sure tht we got a train. First we wer planning to take the Mahabodhi Xpress.. It arrived and the entire Bihari population seemed to be inside the train so we decided to wait 4 de next one.. The next train came nd the guys tried to get seats for us in the gen compartment..People wer pourin into the train through emergency exit windows nd whatever possible means of entry. I think Sujeet somhw managed to get inside while rest of the guys wer chutney-fied by the crowd or the mob rather. So finally we decided to get into the Sleeper class nd wait 4 the TTR to come nd kick us out. Dont think we’ll evr be able to thank the BHU guys enough..On a scale of 1-10 on helpfulness nd hospitality I’m gonna giv the guys a 20( heehee I knw tht sounds cheesy) ..</span><br /></span><br /><div><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">A Malayali helpd us out with the TTR stuff..Anywayz we paid the fine coz we dint wnt to give bribe to the TTR nd the policewaalaz..Their entire act to get som money outta us ws highly entertaining.. It ws freezing cold inside the train nd I ws havin a hard time sittin nd sleeping, so aftr somtime I got hold of som newspapers nd slept on de floor of de train usin my luggage as a pillow (I take up min space while sleepin coz I cn roll up like a pangolin </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">:D</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">)..Since it ws a train tht strted frm Allahabad it ws really clean..Around 5AM som seat got vacant nd I wnt nd slept on it..Sometime later I heard som ol’ guy say to another guy who came to occupy the seat, ‘Bachchi ko soneh do’ or something like tht..Bachchi??Hmm yea Bachchi whoz gonna turn 20 this year.. Anyways I put on my most cherubic face nd slept ther for som more time.. I shud’ve drooled too to be a more credible bachchi!!! Reached Delhi by 7AM.. Parents’ colleagues got to the airport on time..nd we set off to Mussorie later tht day.. </span></span></div></div></div></div></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">The drive to Mussorie ws great.. Mustard fields lined with bare poplar trees against the setting sun nd the rising moon..surely among the top ten most beautiful sights I’ve seen. Mussorie ws also nice..not breathtakingly beautiful..but nice. Saw and touched snow for the first time in my life. But the sight of the snow covered white peaks of the Sivalik ranges in the distances was Woosh!!Swept me off my feet.. </span><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037244161541961794" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBEO4sS-50UfBL1jeQZ-xhR6L_63O4dcYIPiE1JLF6bxztzoS83xcNwM4wKKREJv1yMjYZCHamgydGia9pdEp5pPoTAbCppAKLSby2K0i64QdXmrQQSzFUm3QpHgEUqvkYVz8G/s320/VARANASI+332.jpg" border="0" /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Rishikesh ws also nice..The two suspension bridges.. Ram Jhula nd Lakshman Jhula.. beautiful places..Esp Ram Jhula..Sitting on the banks of Ganga watchin the bridge up ther against the sunset ws great.<br />Reached Haridwar late at night..So missed the chance to see Ganga pooja whch ws supposed to be the highlight of the Yaatra.. Went to the MansaDevi temple in the morning..The ropeway was cool..The sight of Ganga meandering thru the city far down below was truly a breathtaking sight.. Then went to the ghats..Brahmkund/Hari ka paudi(or ws it pardi??).. Was not planning to take a bath..But Ganga ws so ice-cold, fast flowin, CLEAN nd beautiful there that I couldn’t resist jumping in.. had a real fun time splashin abt..Then changed into a Jubba nd som sorta weird pajama style track pants cum khakees (Haridwar products).. In tht attire combined with a big red tikka I looked like a little Uma Bharti.. This trip really hd an overdose of irony..Nyways Haridwar ws a truly fun place. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCCEVDkmGI-JDtSrd4gsDHd8QeugtSoHXBmlFi71xmO-sC2fbrMwLYP7XMymGLUtehWI6bR79HSSLs1Pfd5sLRHpcp7JnxdxaK9nFF1Tf5xahPlToNjXotwZpFYgtZNqOlBOfv/s1600-h/VARANASI+531.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037245454327117906" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCCEVDkmGI-JDtSrd4gsDHd8QeugtSoHXBmlFi71xmO-sC2fbrMwLYP7XMymGLUtehWI6bR79HSSLs1Pfd5sLRHpcp7JnxdxaK9nFF1Tf5xahPlToNjXotwZpFYgtZNqOlBOfv/s320/VARANASI+531.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">It ws then back to Delhi nd back to Thiruvananthapuram on 22nd.. Sankhumukham beach nd the ocean with little sailing boats nd catamarans greeted us fom below as we were gonna touch the ground.. The pic is a bit patchy coz the Decca ppl seemed to have forgotten to wash their plane that mornin nd the windows were all dusty</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">:P</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"></span><br /><br /><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Evrything happened so fast that the drive from the airport to home through all the familiar places seemed unreal.. For the past week I had been waking up in so many different places that I had a BIG shock when I finally woke up on my bed on Friday.. Then it ws back to college nd back to the usual stuff..</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">Those eight days wer truly rocking.. Everything abt it ws great- like me accidentally jumping on to shit in a mustard field, a sanayasi looking at me nd screeching ‘Monkey!!!Monkey!!’, a broken tape tht went ‘Aaditya mai tumari paltoo kuttha hoon!!’.. nd on n on..grrreatt</span></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">:)</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">.. </span></div><br /><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"></span></div><br /><div style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);" align="justify"><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);">PS: TY Gingi for lettin me use tht ghats' pic</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);">:) </span></div>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-54435818560586389192007-02-01T21:59:00.001+05:302009-02-07T01:49:01.435+05:30On Transformers CaromBoards nd funky Nuns<span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Happy days…happy days…wooohoooo</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">T</span><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">oday ws yet another fun day.. I ws pretendin to be som sorta demented angel by drapin PeeraParu’s bright pink dupatta around me nd jumpin around in slow motion…KP seems to hav got de shock of her life seein me like dat nd tht too in som othr class…<br /><br />The communi eng ma’am went ballistic over the mass bunk by de ppl who weren’t writin the BEC improvmnt… it seems she hd skippd lunch nd rushd to our class to find it empty..yea gud 4 her..shez fat! Man! Tht lady treats us like kindergarten kids.. ‘how many of u got all correct??’..nd we r supposed to raise our hands nd she’ll say ‘gooood’.. bullcrap!! The best thing tht happened in the English classes so far ws the grand speech Fatima gave abt Theraja nd his stepup nd stepdown transformers when she ws asked to JAM abt her fav buk..nd o yea the improvmnt xam ws a waste of time nd money.. I ws sittin in de xam hall nd thinking abt hw to distribute the keychains I bought frm waynadu 4 my frnds… kp ws snoozing nd nazia ws tryin to be Michelangelo wid som jfet chara..heheh<br /><br />After lunch break all of us gathered on the newly finished courtyard nd wer runnin around like mad people.. I ws tuggin on Rehnaz bag nd jumpin around her..finally she caught my collar nd karakkified me around like a lasso..fittayi..<br /><br />After regainin my balance nazia me nd kp headed for the EC class to pokkify their carom board.. nd the EC kids wer like ‘dey AEile jnanjoolukal board pokkan varunnu.. kathakadaykkoo nd attackkk!!!’(translation: som earthworms frm AE r comin to steal our carom board..lock them in nd attackkk!!!).. nd all tht I cn remember is someone hoistin me up in midair nd puchin nd pullin..saw kp disappearin somwher among the punches.. nd nw I hve a almost broken ribcage nd KP has a broken American watch( which I think is frm som annachikkada in Nagercoil ;) )<br /><br />Had plans to strt writin the novel I ws planning to write.. no progress yet :D…itz gonna be abt my skool life nd afcoz the major part of it is gonna be abt our princi who used to be obsessed about homos gays nd lesbians..infact she gave a one hour lecture to the kids on tht subject.. KP ws too young to understand nd I had bunked skool tht day.. was sittin at home wid a fever nd watchin prem nazir scurryin like a hyper demented crab around coconut trees on doordarshan satellite channel…cant believe I missd dat xperience of a lifetime..whatta lecture it must hve been :D</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-78635556137778942562007-01-20T16:31:00.001+05:302009-02-07T01:46:10.698+05:30SOM THINGS I HATE/DISLIKE X(<span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);">6 or 7 years back when I wrote a composition on this topic in school, Abhishek Bachchan was on the very top of this list..Right nw he doesn’t even make it to the top 1500 I guess..hehehe<br />Now tht im thinkin to scribble somthin on the things I hate my mindz blank…..hmmm lemme think lemme think…<br />Mebbe makin a list will help…. So…*thinkin* …*thinkin*…*thinkin*.. yesss :)<br /><br />1.People ringin me up early in the mornin nd askin, ‘hey! Wer u sleepin???’…naa I ws dancin naked on the terrace with a pineapple on my head..DUH!!!!!<br /><br />2.Aunties comin nd askin, ‘moleh, don’t u eat anything…u r so thin!!’…when the probablity of me survivin for almost 2 decades without havin any fud is same as the probability of hippos being our immediate evolutionary ancestors… nd why arent any of these aunties worried abt themselves being really fat??? :-/<br /><br />3.This one is abt somethin ive mentioned in one of my earlier posts…ladies comin nd askin me to adjust so tht they cn be the third person on a 2 seater in a bus, when itz so obvious tht the seat cant hold one more pair of butts!!!.. Why cant they juz ask me to get up so they cn sit comfortably…hmmm :-L..this happend to me twice or thrice this week nd they wernt ol' ladies at all!!!<br /><br />4.Religious fundamentalism. I dunno hw to xplain this.. Pride is gud to an xtent but such crude nd primal obsession makes me nauseous..<br /><br />5.The fact tht ther is no balance or justice in Nature.. why do women always hav to be the ones getting pregnant?? it shud’ve been random like either the guy or the gal cn get pregnant ..tht wudve solved the population xplosion to a large extent coz hw many guyz wud be willin to go thru with tht xperience…nd mebbe they wud pay more attention to birth control then..buhahahaha!!!<br /><br />6.People blabberin on nd on nd on..actually I dnt hve a problem with tht coz im a much better listener thn a speaker.. the bad part comes when, aftr listenin to the endless ramblings, I open my mouth to say somthin nd the othr person getz up nd leaves or makes no sign of hvin noticd tht im tryin to speak nd keeps on speakin…. Heheheh G u knw right, who im talkin abt, dnt u :D<br /><br />7.Advice comin frm ppl who think tht Bharatchandran IPS is a movie-name startin with ‘F’ (faratchandran!!!) nd frm witch moled ppl who think the new gen hs no social awareness or knwledge, yet (also)think tht a leech is capable of puncturin the tyre of an SUV..<br /><br />8.Some more things I hate– aviyal nd othr goeey veg stuff like ladyfingers, butterfly hair bands, stuff wid lotsa frills, pink fluffy stuff, all ponypuff princess like stuff, buckle shoes, ink pens, Blondie’s ‘Maria’, Himesh Reshammiyaz voice, Kaviyoor Ponnamma screamin ‘nikku ponam, nikku ponam’, people faking trissur accent, mega-soaps…nd on n on n on…<br /><br />These r in no particular order…. There mebbe things tht I hate loadsa times more thn i hate any of the things ive said above… heheh im sure ther r.. right nw these r the only things tht I cn think of… nd this being a real hot drowsy aftrnoon I feel like takin a nap now….. oh yea.. I hate hot drowsy aftrnoons too nd I need not mention abt George Bush rite..</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-27580873635565364832007-01-10T18:41:00.000+05:302007-01-10T19:03:01.029+05:30Sunshine after the Rain<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif9RA9k2JbRlefrD-hsUOxtbcstnwQgQCi1XHuCerW9SU0-m3Eofnd87JpehIvCNV8NtldwUm7pI9iMnpakP4Nc-wAKZtvHYywtyloueB_RTB9XBk584ldgVVl-LheCCiUVC7p/s1600-h/sunshine+aftr+the+rain.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018393669829592658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif9RA9k2JbRlefrD-hsUOxtbcstnwQgQCi1XHuCerW9SU0-m3Eofnd87JpehIvCNV8NtldwUm7pI9iMnpakP4Nc-wAKZtvHYywtyloueB_RTB9XBk584ldgVVl-LheCCiUVC7p/s400/sunshine+aftr+the+rain.JPG" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffcc66;"><strong>Most of the times it doesn't take much to be giddy with happiness..It was one of those rainy days i luv so much..But thn the rain stopped suddenly nd the sun leapfrogged outta the clouds lightin up everythin in a muted brilliance.. The raindrops clingin onto the leaves nd flowers were shimmerin nd everything ws sparkling..I ran into my house 4 my cam nd managed to capture a fragment of the indescribable glory of sunshine aftr the rain nd evrytime i take a luk at this pic evrything seems to light up <span style="color:#ffff33;">:)</span></strong></span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-3671490725171380832007-01-09T02:54:00.000+05:302007-01-21T21:21:46.760+05:30RAINWALKER :)<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7mVYiSGA0EslJrrMco-ce2J7sqDFHNQjOsTkYoML8MDkkESbZBnVaSaTcAMe-bJRF1yDsFTg79hSNXcBsVKJkb7wH3EvwUw-u0DR7GuCmrb94vSEWhIUzs7bGtT-h4BaGmWTZ/s1600-h/raindrop.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017779162657527634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7mVYiSGA0EslJrrMco-ce2J7sqDFHNQjOsTkYoML8MDkkESbZBnVaSaTcAMe-bJRF1yDsFTg79hSNXcBsVKJkb7wH3EvwUw-u0DR7GuCmrb94vSEWhIUzs7bGtT-h4BaGmWTZ/s320/raindrop.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAvik_0Eic94arikWh0mp8CLsUDV-VXQPUpw4SSNbh58a9H_nMnJ1b7y-DcnoJ-i8FejFz-Mr1PZCN8bLDKBL8numbBeyW1gFPhf2IhA_79Zt-mLLh71scWyJzmWeP5Wn2WITm/s1600-h/sunshine+aftr+the+rain.JPG"></a><br /><br /><div><span style="color:#999999;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Though it sounds cliched, cant help sayin tht I love the rain nd most things tht com with it… lightning that lights up the hidden veins in the sky now nd then.. the rumble of thunder…the fragrance arisin when the first drops touch the parched earth.. the sap green of the trees against the cloud-cast grey sky….the cool spray the wind brings to my face when I’m sittin by the window gazing at the downpour.. the warmth of the chilly raindrops as they soak my clothes my skin and my entire existence, the sense of revival around when everything has been rain-washed…the giddy feelin i get as I walk on the reflected sky in still puddles, nd even the sunshine, after the rain, tht makes all the world glow in a diffused golden light...<br />Rain always brings back rockin memories … the raindrops bangin on the roof like machine gun rounds in agumbe….gettin lost in the mist amidst lightning nd exploding transformers in ponmudi…walkin with a yellow umbrella cap fitted onto my head in ooty…monsoon dousing the burning winds blowing in frm the palghat pass, tht hd parched nd exposed the sandy bowels of bharatapuzha…schooldays when there was a sea of open wet umbrellas in the classromm nd the voice of the teacher ws drowned by the rain, the sea crashing into the backwaters of Veli tossing confused water hyacinths to nd fro…me nd my sis lying flat on the terrace like forgotten rubber sheets foolishly laid out to dry durin the unrelenting monsoons, the sunrise hidden by an impenetrable sheet of rain tht forced a hundred humans to find shelter together in a small mandapam in kanyakumari,…nd of course the morning when four friends with juz one umbrella found themselves under the attack of raindrops on the way to school nd two wer crazy enuf to walk away frm the umbrella, into the rain… tht day juz rocked, didn’t it, KP??? :D</span> </span></div></div>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15798979.post-50929895874023677642007-01-08T00:36:00.001+05:302009-02-07T01:48:08.577+05:30bussssssssss!!!!<span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" >Travelling in a bus through the city at rush hour can enlighten, entertain and of course it can get u trampled too. Since our privatebus drivers imagine themselves to be Frank Martins (the Transporter), we even get to go on a really wild amusement park ride just at the expense of a few bones and a couple of bucks.. itz even cheaper if u’re travellin on a students ticket :D<br />The enlightening part of the bus ride comz when u offer a seat to som old lady... coz som day tht old person is gonna be u nd somone els will be offering u a place to sit..man!! !growin up is real scary stuff :o<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;" >Menacing aunties have been a perennial source of entertainment in these buses.. they’re like a mafia or moralpolice or somthin…always found in large numbers, waitin 4 people to accidentally stamp on them so they can vent all their existential angst on unsuspectin ppl. Nd som of them seem to hve a really good sense of humour…u’ll be perched at the end of a seat coz som sumo aunty is occupyin more than her share of the seat nd thn another sumo aunty wud com nd ask.. ‘moleh, plz adjust a bit. Let me also sit’.. wht the!!!!<br />Last day somethin really funny happened. A lady accidentally stepped on som galz leg. The gal must have made som face or complained coz all of a sudden the lady turned violent. She started shouting nd the gal was stupid enough to shout back. Nd thus started an epic battle. The woman started sayin ‘delightful’ things abt the gal nd her entire family ..nd the gal wasn’t far behind in the shouting match.. Som guyz in the bus started cheerin nd clappin, sayin ‘yea..letz hve a wrestling match..the person who wins gets a free ticket’.. ‘up up ammachi’…. Finally the ammachi got down from the bus nd continued shouting standin on the road nd the driver ws havin such a fun time watchin the spectacle that he wouldn’t start the bus….<br />My most embarassin moment happened durin a busride..the ticket checker got inside the bus nd ws checkin all the tickets..being a lazy person I never throw away all those tickets nd when I opened my bag to give the ticket to the checker I got the shock of my life…there were around 10 to 15 ticketz in my bag nd I had no idea whch one ws I supposed to give…so I selected a ticket in random nd gave it to the checker..he shook his head nd said tht wsnt it..so I gave him another…nd another…nd another…<br />Hehehe …tht guy said tht nxt time he wud throw me outta the bus :D…</span>meghahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10621275686519173573noreply@blogger.com3