God Bless! :)
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
Friday, April 20, 2007
So Long, Dears!
What a heart-break this is! I've been in love with her for so long now...for over 10 years! She's the one girl who hasn't turned me off even once! There is no parallel to her beauty...she's beauty's epitome. She's now the wife of Abhishek Bachchan(their wedding was on April 20th). Am glad she postponed her wedding for so long...i'd have had a bigger heartbreak had it been a few years back! I wish her all the very best in life and that Small B better take good care of her! Please continue to entertain, Aishu! Love You! :* ;)
What a performer. If there's one player who can match Sachin's every single shot, it's this genius. A total class act. In my opinion, the best left-handed batsman cricket has ever seen!(let's face it- i haven't seen much of G Pollock, Gower and Sobers to say this and yet i wont be off by much!). One of the elite few including Viv Richards, Sachin and Ponting who could play any form of cricket without the slightest problem. He announced his retirement from international cricket yesterday(April 19th), after their game against Bangladesh. He will play his last international game, his 299th ODI, against England on Saturday. Am hoping to see a brilliant century from him, a West-Indian victory and a memorable send-off for this black beauty from West Indies! Brian Charles Lara- you will be badly missed. Goodluck!Wednesday, April 11, 2007
Give up?
Sometimes, you got to lose something in order to find something...
...but most times, there is no equivalent to being perseverant and hopeful.
Let's hope that the branch breaks off completely and the man survives...and more importantly, let's hope that he realizes that giving up is the easiest thing to do.
...but most times, there is no equivalent to being perseverant and hopeful.Let's hope that the branch breaks off completely and the man survives...and more importantly, let's hope that he realizes that giving up is the easiest thing to do.
Sunday, March 25, 2007
Life is tough...
I moved into a new apartment recently with a guy...well, man...who sent his wife and kid back to India, just before i moved in, so that his kid can join a school there, because education was costly in the United States. The kid is four years old. I did not quite know how to react when, a couple of nights ago, he started talking about all the hardships he was facing in life, about the tough decision of whether to stay here or go back, etc.. All i could think of was about the millions below the poverty line, struggling for their next day's meal. He earns in dollars and i guess that's saying enough for a corporate Indian in USA, more often than not.
I just hope that I won't live to see a day when i'd acknowledge the seriousness of what he was talking about...
I just hope that I won't live to see a day when i'd acknowledge the seriousness of what he was talking about...
Monday, February 26, 2007
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
A short story-8
Dedicated to all the lovers in this world...happy Valentine's day.
Valentine's Day
------------------------
Priya was looking out through the window in her office room on the 40th floor of a New York skyscraper. The pitch black sky was in stark contrast to the snow that was coming down steadily. Not too bad, she thought. She had always loved snow. She could never forget her first experience with snow.
It had only been her third month in the United States then. She was sitting in the library, preparing for her midterm test. "Probability and Random Processes" was boring to put it mildly, she thought. She had been thinking about the probability involved in an arranged marriage ever since her cousin got divorced a couple of years back. "Not very exciting at all", she muttered. If she were to marry somebody, it had to be a guy she was in love with. She just had to find out who the lucky guy was.
She accidentally looked out through the window. It was raining. A second look got her all excited. It was snowing! She forgot all about her midterm examination and rushed out through the doors. Snow in october? One of her seniors had mentioned, "Not before Christmas". So much for predictability!
There was a steady flurry. The concrete platform outside the library looked like it had a coating of ice. She took a couple of steps on the sleet and immediately lost balance and fell down, resting on her hands awkwardly, spraining her wrist. She was lying flat on the floor facing the sky, taking down all the snow falling down and crying aloud in pain.
A few seconds later, she heard a voice.
"Are you alright?"
"No. I am not alright. Do i look alright?", she was trying her best to keep her voice from breaking down.
She looked in the direction from which the voice came. A handsome guy was standing there, sporting a sympathetic look. He took her to the university hospital in his car and dropped her back at her place. Not many words were exchanged because she was in pain and the painkillers made her feel drowsy. She thanked him for his patience and kindness.
She learnt the next day that his name was Rahul. She learnt the next week that he was two years elder to her. She learnt the next month that he too was a big fan of Archer. She learnt the next year that he was in love with her. It took her 6 hours before she said she loved him too. After all, he was extremely lovable and very predictable...nothing random about him. Starting that year, Gandhi Jayanthi became doubly special to her...
Priya was done for the day at work. Tomorrow will be her last. She closed her office door and headed towards the elevator. The board on her office door read "Priya Rahul, Research Analyst, Probability Modeling". She got into the elevator and selected P2, where she had her Mercedes parked. Rahul had gifted it to her last year, on the occasion of her fortieth birthday.
The year after Rahul had proposed his love for her, she graduated and joined a startup company in upstate New York. He got his doctorate degree in Geology 6 months later and started working in New York too. After initial apprehensions, their respective parents were convinced about their love for each other. They got married in Chennai, a week after he completed one year at work. She was really happy with life. They decided to go back to India for good after their fifth anniversary.
Priya got out of the elevator and walked upto her car and got into it. It was a 20 minute drive to the hotel in which she stayed now. Her memories went back to that day...the day she would never forget for life.
"Happy Anniversary, Priya", Rahul kissed her on her cheek.
"Thanks Rahul. Happy Anniversary", she kissed him back.
"Five years", he smiled.
"Yes. It's been a lovely journey", she said.
They now had a two year old son, Sunil.
"So, did you think about when we should go back?"
"Go back where?"
"To India"
"Oh...Rahul, what do we not have here? We have our lovely family, our own house, nice careers, luxurious and peaceful life. Do you think we can afford to have all this in India?"
"What do you mean? Ofcourse, we can", he sounded weak.
"No Rahul. You have to think about it. I do not want to go back to India. This is our country. We should apply for citizenship. We can visit India every other year ofcourse"
"But we agreed"
"Oh, come on Rahul. People change. Decisions change"
"But you hate change. You like things to be straightforward and predictable"
"Well, i used to..."
"Priya. Our parents are back in India. It is neither feasible for us to bring our ageing parents here nor would they like to come here and live their last days in an alien land. Atleast you have brothers. Am a single kid. Do you love me more or do you love this country more?", he knew he was not making sense.
"Rahul. Don't be a kid. Your cousins live in India. Your parents should be fine. You can visit every year, maybe"
Rahul could not believe what he was hearing. It wasn't the Priya he knew. He had never felt the need to discuss the issue prior to this day because he did not have the slightest doubt that she'd fail to live up to their decision. He left the room without speaking another word.
She parked the car in the allotted spot and got into her hotel room. It had stopped snowing. She called Divya to confirm if she'd pick the car up the following night. She did not remember what the offered price was. She did not care. Their house was sold last week.
It was February 14th in India. She was waiting for Sunil to call. He had turned thirteen the previous week. Time was flying by really fast, she thought. Her little kid was now a teenager. Her mobile rang.
"Hello Amma"
"Hi Sunil. How are you?"
"Am doing great. Chennai is very nice. Very hot compared to New York though. But I love granma and granpa. They take very good care of me. Oh, i almost forgot...happy Anniversary ma"
She did not realize that she was crying. Sixteen years had passed since that day in Chennai when she had exchanged numerous marriage vows with Rahul, the meanings of which she wasn't aware of. But there was one vow she knew she had made, but failed to keep up...well, almost. She was late by eleven years...but that's ok.
"Thanks da kannaa. Give the phone to your dad"
"It's a very mild heart attack Priya. He's not been his own lately, ever since his dad underwent a major surgery last year. He has also put on so much weight. He needs special care. Give him what he wants. Anything to keep him happy", said Manoj, their family doctor.
It had been a month since that terrible day.
"Hello...Priya"
"Hello Idiot. Happy in India? Don't you dare give me any more heart attacks"
"Happy Anniversary Priya. I love you"
"I love you too...and so much more than this stupid country"
"I know"
"I'll see you on monday"
"Looking forward to that. Happy Valentine's day"
"Happy Valentine's day", she hung the phone.
She had never been more happier in life and still found it hard to stop the tears flowing liberally out of her eyes. She looked out through the window. It was beginning to snow again...
Valentine's Day
------------------------
Priya was looking out through the window in her office room on the 40th floor of a New York skyscraper. The pitch black sky was in stark contrast to the snow that was coming down steadily. Not too bad, she thought. She had always loved snow. She could never forget her first experience with snow.
It had only been her third month in the United States then. She was sitting in the library, preparing for her midterm test. "Probability and Random Processes" was boring to put it mildly, she thought. She had been thinking about the probability involved in an arranged marriage ever since her cousin got divorced a couple of years back. "Not very exciting at all", she muttered. If she were to marry somebody, it had to be a guy she was in love with. She just had to find out who the lucky guy was.
She accidentally looked out through the window. It was raining. A second look got her all excited. It was snowing! She forgot all about her midterm examination and rushed out through the doors. Snow in october? One of her seniors had mentioned, "Not before Christmas". So much for predictability!
There was a steady flurry. The concrete platform outside the library looked like it had a coating of ice. She took a couple of steps on the sleet and immediately lost balance and fell down, resting on her hands awkwardly, spraining her wrist. She was lying flat on the floor facing the sky, taking down all the snow falling down and crying aloud in pain.
A few seconds later, she heard a voice.
"Are you alright?"
"No. I am not alright. Do i look alright?", she was trying her best to keep her voice from breaking down.
She looked in the direction from which the voice came. A handsome guy was standing there, sporting a sympathetic look. He took her to the university hospital in his car and dropped her back at her place. Not many words were exchanged because she was in pain and the painkillers made her feel drowsy. She thanked him for his patience and kindness.
She learnt the next day that his name was Rahul. She learnt the next week that he was two years elder to her. She learnt the next month that he too was a big fan of Archer. She learnt the next year that he was in love with her. It took her 6 hours before she said she loved him too. After all, he was extremely lovable and very predictable...nothing random about him. Starting that year, Gandhi Jayanthi became doubly special to her...
Priya was done for the day at work. Tomorrow will be her last. She closed her office door and headed towards the elevator. The board on her office door read "Priya Rahul, Research Analyst, Probability Modeling". She got into the elevator and selected P2, where she had her Mercedes parked. Rahul had gifted it to her last year, on the occasion of her fortieth birthday.
The year after Rahul had proposed his love for her, she graduated and joined a startup company in upstate New York. He got his doctorate degree in Geology 6 months later and started working in New York too. After initial apprehensions, their respective parents were convinced about their love for each other. They got married in Chennai, a week after he completed one year at work. She was really happy with life. They decided to go back to India for good after their fifth anniversary.
Priya got out of the elevator and walked upto her car and got into it. It was a 20 minute drive to the hotel in which she stayed now. Her memories went back to that day...the day she would never forget for life.
"Happy Anniversary, Priya", Rahul kissed her on her cheek.
"Thanks Rahul. Happy Anniversary", she kissed him back.
"Five years", he smiled.
"Yes. It's been a lovely journey", she said.
They now had a two year old son, Sunil.
"So, did you think about when we should go back?"
"Go back where?"
"To India"
"Oh...Rahul, what do we not have here? We have our lovely family, our own house, nice careers, luxurious and peaceful life. Do you think we can afford to have all this in India?"
"What do you mean? Ofcourse, we can", he sounded weak.
"No Rahul. You have to think about it. I do not want to go back to India. This is our country. We should apply for citizenship. We can visit India every other year ofcourse"
"But we agreed"
"Oh, come on Rahul. People change. Decisions change"
"But you hate change. You like things to be straightforward and predictable"
"Well, i used to..."
"Priya. Our parents are back in India. It is neither feasible for us to bring our ageing parents here nor would they like to come here and live their last days in an alien land. Atleast you have brothers. Am a single kid. Do you love me more or do you love this country more?", he knew he was not making sense.
"Rahul. Don't be a kid. Your cousins live in India. Your parents should be fine. You can visit every year, maybe"
Rahul could not believe what he was hearing. It wasn't the Priya he knew. He had never felt the need to discuss the issue prior to this day because he did not have the slightest doubt that she'd fail to live up to their decision. He left the room without speaking another word.
She parked the car in the allotted spot and got into her hotel room. It had stopped snowing. She called Divya to confirm if she'd pick the car up the following night. She did not remember what the offered price was. She did not care. Their house was sold last week.
It was February 14th in India. She was waiting for Sunil to call. He had turned thirteen the previous week. Time was flying by really fast, she thought. Her little kid was now a teenager. Her mobile rang.
"Hello Amma"
"Hi Sunil. How are you?"
"Am doing great. Chennai is very nice. Very hot compared to New York though. But I love granma and granpa. They take very good care of me. Oh, i almost forgot...happy Anniversary ma"
She did not realize that she was crying. Sixteen years had passed since that day in Chennai when she had exchanged numerous marriage vows with Rahul, the meanings of which she wasn't aware of. But there was one vow she knew she had made, but failed to keep up...well, almost. She was late by eleven years...but that's ok.
"Thanks da kannaa. Give the phone to your dad"
"It's a very mild heart attack Priya. He's not been his own lately, ever since his dad underwent a major surgery last year. He has also put on so much weight. He needs special care. Give him what he wants. Anything to keep him happy", said Manoj, their family doctor.
It had been a month since that terrible day.
"Hello...Priya"
"Hello Idiot. Happy in India? Don't you dare give me any more heart attacks"
"Happy Anniversary Priya. I love you"
"I love you too...and so much more than this stupid country"
"I know"
"I'll see you on monday"
"Looking forward to that. Happy Valentine's day"
"Happy Valentine's day", she hung the phone.
She had never been more happier in life and still found it hard to stop the tears flowing liberally out of her eyes. She looked out through the window. It was beginning to snow again...
Wednesday, February 07, 2007
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Saturday, January 27, 2007
Back to Tagging
I have seen a lot of people take a dig at "Tags" whenever they get a chance. Whatever they say, i always get the feeling that deep down they acknowledge that the concept is really cool. I certainly think so. What better than stereotyping when you run out of ideas ;)
So here I am, answering 50 questions about myself. Tagged by Sri. This is a really long post.
1. Were you named after anyone?
Lord Ram and my paternal grandfather.
2. Do you wish on stars?
Yes.
3. When did you last cry?
In someone else's presence? 5 years back.
When alone? some time last December, when i watched Mahanadhi for the humpteenth time.
4. Do you like your handwriting?
It used to be a lot better. Not wielding the pen a lot doesn't help. My sister's handwriting is far better though.
5. What is your favourite meat?
Haven't consumed meat at all.
6. What is your most embarrassing CD on your shelf?
Don’t really have anything like that.
7. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you?
Very much.
8.Are you a daredevil?
Don't think so.
9. How do you release anger?
I procrastinate and it goes off...every single time.
10. Where is your second home?
United States of America.
11. Do you trust others easily?
I show that I trust, even if I don't initially. But most times I really do.
12. What was your favourite toy as a child?
I can remember a few...but can't really call any of them a favorite.
13. What class in school/college do you think is totally useless?
None, in retrospect.
14. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
I wish I had the talent! :P
15. Have you ever been in a mosh pit?
No.
16.What do you look for in a guy/gal?
Honesty, Simplicity and Compassion.
17. Would you bungee jump?
Not in a million years. But things change...people change...
18. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
Every single time.
19.what's your favourite ice cream?
Strawberry Cheesecake at ColdStone.
20. What are your favourite colors?
Depends on what the color is on.
21. What are your least favourite things?
Probability and by extension, arranged marriage.
22. How many people do you have a crush on right now?
One.
23. Who do you miss most right now?
My parents and sister...my home.
24. What are you listening to right now?
The slight buzz coming from the computer adjacent to the one am typing this on.
25. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
Orange.
26. What is the weather like right now?
Very pleasant outside- slightly cold inside cos of the AC.
27. Last person you talked to on the phone?
A friend of mine, here in San Diego.
28. The "first" thing you notice about the opposite sex?
Things confirming that it's indeed the opposite sex :P
29. Do you like the person who sent you this?
How can anyone say anything but yes to this question? i think i just did :P
30. How are you today?
Good, so far.
31. Favourite non alcoholic drink?
Sweet Lassi.
32. Favourite alcoholic drink?
Piña Colada - i like this name the best :P
33. Natural hair colour?
Black.
34. Eye colour?
Black.
35. Wear contacts?
I used to- not these days.
36. Siblings?
Younger Sister.
37. Favourite month?
Maargazhi.
38.Favourite food?
Chipotle Fajita Burrito.
39. Favourite day of the year?
Jan 1st.
40. Have you ever been too shy to ask someone out?
I have never asked anyone out.
41. Scary movies or happy endings?
Both.
42. Summer or winter?
Summer.
43. Holi or Diwali?
Diwali.
44. Do you like your name?
I do.
45. What book/magazine are you reading?
Bharathiyaar vasana thirattu.
46. What's on your mouse pad?
No mouse pad on this computer.
47. What did you watch on TV last night?
Serena vs Sharapova-Australian Open Finals, Memento-the movie and India vs West Indies-Chennai ODI
48. Favourite Smell?
Axe Voodoo ;)
49. Have you ever regretted breaking up with someone?
Not Applicable.
50. Most tiresome thing you’ve ever experienced/done?
Trying to walk the ten metres distance from my bed to the bathroom...the first three days after the knee surgery i underwent in 2005. I can't thank my then roommate enough, ever.
I tag:
Ramya
SivaM
So here I am, answering 50 questions about myself. Tagged by Sri. This is a really long post.
1. Were you named after anyone?
Lord Ram and my paternal grandfather.
2. Do you wish on stars?
Yes.
3. When did you last cry?
In someone else's presence? 5 years back.
When alone? some time last December, when i watched Mahanadhi for the humpteenth time.
4. Do you like your handwriting?
It used to be a lot better. Not wielding the pen a lot doesn't help. My sister's handwriting is far better though.
5. What is your favourite meat?
Haven't consumed meat at all.
6. What is your most embarrassing CD on your shelf?
Don’t really have anything like that.
7. If you were another person, would YOU be friends with you?
Very much.
8.Are you a daredevil?
Don't think so.
9. How do you release anger?
I procrastinate and it goes off...every single time.
10. Where is your second home?
United States of America.
11. Do you trust others easily?
I show that I trust, even if I don't initially. But most times I really do.
12. What was your favourite toy as a child?
I can remember a few...but can't really call any of them a favorite.
13. What class in school/college do you think is totally useless?
None, in retrospect.
14. Do you use sarcasm a lot?
I wish I had the talent! :P
15. Have you ever been in a mosh pit?
No.
16.What do you look for in a guy/gal?
Honesty, Simplicity and Compassion.
17. Would you bungee jump?
Not in a million years. But things change...people change...
18. Do you untie your shoes when you take them off?
Every single time.
19.what's your favourite ice cream?
Strawberry Cheesecake at ColdStone.
20. What are your favourite colors?
Depends on what the color is on.
21. What are your least favourite things?
Probability and by extension, arranged marriage.
22. How many people do you have a crush on right now?
One.
23. Who do you miss most right now?
My parents and sister...my home.
24. What are you listening to right now?
The slight buzz coming from the computer adjacent to the one am typing this on.
25. If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
Orange.
26. What is the weather like right now?
Very pleasant outside- slightly cold inside cos of the AC.
27. Last person you talked to on the phone?
A friend of mine, here in San Diego.
28. The "first" thing you notice about the opposite sex?
Things confirming that it's indeed the opposite sex :P
29. Do you like the person who sent you this?
How can anyone say anything but yes to this question? i think i just did :P
30. How are you today?
Good, so far.
31. Favourite non alcoholic drink?
Sweet Lassi.
32. Favourite alcoholic drink?
Piña Colada - i like this name the best :P
33. Natural hair colour?
Black.
34. Eye colour?
Black.
35. Wear contacts?
I used to- not these days.
36. Siblings?
Younger Sister.
37. Favourite month?
Maargazhi.
38.Favourite food?
Chipotle Fajita Burrito.
39. Favourite day of the year?
Jan 1st.
40. Have you ever been too shy to ask someone out?
I have never asked anyone out.
41. Scary movies or happy endings?
Both.
42. Summer or winter?
Summer.
43. Holi or Diwali?
Diwali.
44. Do you like your name?
I do.
45. What book/magazine are you reading?
Bharathiyaar vasana thirattu.
46. What's on your mouse pad?
No mouse pad on this computer.
47. What did you watch on TV last night?
Serena vs Sharapova-Australian Open Finals, Memento-the movie and India vs West Indies-Chennai ODI
48. Favourite Smell?
Axe Voodoo ;)
49. Have you ever regretted breaking up with someone?
Not Applicable.
50. Most tiresome thing you’ve ever experienced/done?
Trying to walk the ten metres distance from my bed to the bathroom...the first three days after the knee surgery i underwent in 2005. I can't thank my then roommate enough, ever.
I tag:
Ramya
SivaM
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Wednesday, January 10, 2007
Nenju PoRukkudhilayae...
Got a mail from a friend today. It was a video file. There were these two girls, supposedly working for Infosys who were fighting with each other. Not just a verbal fight...but also a physical one. What was it over? What'd merit such hitting and pulling each others hair out and worst of all kicking each other so badly, in public. That too, corporate girls? I still cannot believe what I saw.
nalladhoar veeNai seydhae- adhai
nalangeda puzhudhiyil eRivadhuNdoa?...
samaikkindRa karamingu sariththiram padaippadhai boomi paarkka vaeNdum
dhooraththu dhaesaththil baaradha peNmayin paadu kaetkka vaeNdum
peNgal koottam paeigal endRu paadal sonna siththargaLum
eendRa thaayum peNmayendRu eNNidaadha piththargaLae
veedu aaLum peNmayingu naadu aaLum kaalam vaeNdum...
...manadhil uRudhi vaeNdum...
nalladhoar veeNai seydhae- adhai
nalangeda puzhudhiyil eRivadhuNdoa?...
samaikkindRa karamingu sariththiram padaippadhai boomi paarkka vaeNdum
dhooraththu dhaesaththil baaradha peNmayin paadu kaetkka vaeNdum
peNgal koottam paeigal endRu paadal sonna siththargaLum
eendRa thaayum peNmayendRu eNNidaadha piththargaLae
veedu aaLum peNmayingu naadu aaLum kaalam vaeNdum...
...manadhil uRudhi vaeNdum...
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