Kamatthi Vacha Uruli

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
Gonna tell the story in pictures coz im not in a mood 4 words ...

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..

The atthapookkalam...lookin awsom..hard to believe tht it dint bag any prize.. i WONDER who the judges were....hmmm

Thiruvathirakali... gorgeous n graceful ladies of S5 on de floor (bagged the first prize)

Sundar n Athira singin the thiruvaathira song...ws great with Sundar bangin the tiny symbols to the rhythm..ning ning ning

The grp song came 2nd tho it primarily had thintaka taana tantha naanaa laced with generous amount of oooo tana naanaa 4 lyrics

KP me n Sundar-malayali mangiis..

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

kp me n nazia... hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.. who wudve thot!!!

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!

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

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...nd now holidays hav kickd off.. HAPPY ONAM people.. enjoy :)

Flashback

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



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.
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!!
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.).
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..
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…
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.
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
SNari- U have the credit of being the only person I’ve punched in the face..dnt worry, u deservd it back then :P
Sree- hw did u end up among us crackpots??!!
Pyaaru- I wud’ve apologizd to u for hurtin ur feelings by makin fun of Potty.. but then Linkin Park?!!! WTF man!
Ku-amma- heehee .. i feel tht we owe each other a lot of apologies.. but u hav been a rockinn friend
Mukku- u’re the best!!!no disputes ther.. hey did u or I invent the game ‘Who Kicks Soumya First’ :D
KP- 4 more semesters to go man!!!! Mutual moral supportttttttttttttttt!!



Love u all... hmm isnt tht the pink toilet in the backgnd?? lol :P

Lilies n Rain

lifez good.... its rainin.... nd lilies hav bloomed out in the yard

MONSOON IN THE BACKYARD

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...

Therz a peeping ant in the picture :o


close-up of the peeping ant :D

Vaazha after the shower



Duranta/Goldspot chedi...looks best when rainwashed :P

Blue sky again.....

POST-Punctured

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..


PUNCTURED-
It’s not over, the past
It never is.
Why wasn’t I told?
Some may have left it behind,
But it still hovers around
Making me frown, realizing
How stupid I can be.
Making me smile, coz
I’m not the only one.
Making me angry, knowing
There are stupider people
Out there, so close.

It has been rocky and rocking
Outside the shell.
Indifference sometimes crept in
So did complacency.
Tiny angels with scrolls
Reflecting hopelessness
Flittered around
Bringing laughter in the times
Of seemingly eternal frustration.
Laughter seemed precious
Acquiring infinite importance
Commanding to be spread.

The present is consumed
By the summer sun.
The future makes me wanna
Throw my head back
And scream, ‘CRAP!’
Lately, been feeling like
A punctured balloon
Unable to leave the ground
Even when thrown up to the sky
By loving words and hands.
Not sad, not mad, not drunk
Just a bit embarrassed…