Saturday, December 22, 2007
My holidays are going to get over. Am feeling sooooo darn lazy.
Somebody snap me out of it :-(
But then I will get free samosas :-)
But then I won't get to sleep till 12 :-(
But then I will have a more healthy routine :-)
But then I won't get to spend much time with my family :-(
But then I get to irritate ppl outside my family :-)
But then.... but then....
Somebody snap me out of it :-(
Thursday, December 20, 2007
The movie focuses primarily on life of NRIs. How much they have to adjust to their surroundings. The loneliness and the quiet life they have to face after living a much spirited one in their homeland. Of course, all this is applicable to only those who have been born and brought up in India. The others are already used to the abundance of freedom and for them less noise and decreased interruptions are always welcome.
Being brought up here, I can identify with some of the situations depicted in the movie. I need my personal space. It can be barged upon.. but only upto a limit. In contrast, my cousins don't need that space. I don't think they even have one!! You are always welcome anytime to disturb them from whatever they are doing. They won't even show the slightest bit of irritation.
But how much freedom should a parent give to their child ? In India, there are loads of people to run behind you making sure you get back home on time, you eat your food on time, to make sure you do all the right things at the right time. Outside, that extra attention isn't there. Your parents do keep a watch. But a child being influenced by his/her surroundings, is bound to get carried away by a lifestyle completely different from theirs. This makes it more tough for NRI parents. They have to make sure they give enough freedom to their kids. But still they have to curb it so that their children won't get uncontrollable in the future.
Another thing that Desis get a little paranoid about are their names. 'Kumaran' becomes 'Kumar' , 'Srinivasan' becomes 'Srinivas'. This is only in the middle-east. In the Western countries, 'Nikhil' becomes 'Nick', 'Jasmit' becomes 'Jazz'. Anything to fit in.
We live such confused lives. We are the Non-Reliable Indians. Three cheers to us! :-)
I am thinking of changing my name too. Diana maybe ? ;)
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Monday, December 10, 2007
Person1 : Aaaaaaah!!!! You calling someone *wink wink**grin**wink*
Me: *glaring & highly irritated* yeah my dad...
Person1 : (wink and glare disappears. Instead the shocked expression takes its place. Calling parents from one's mobile phone is unheard of perhaps??) Oh! ok dear.. you carry on....
Person2 : Oooooh!!!! Messaging someone *wink wink**grin**wink*
Me : yeah my sister...
Person2 : Yeah! Yeah! Everyone tells that.... *wink wink*
Me : (cursing heavily under breath) Seriously man!!!
Person2 : haan haan.... go on... let me not disturb u....
Me : (losing control) WHY CAN'T A GIRL JUST MESSAGE HER FAMILY MEMBERS????
Person2 : oh.. so you are single ? Hmm... *grin*.. So whats your mobile number?? (puts on the most fake smile ever seen)
You can't really blame these people. I might be the only one using the mobile phone purely for the intention of contacting family members. I suck at keeping in touch with friends through the phone. Seriously speaking, am allergic to phone calls. It's hard to believe. But it's true. I prefer talking face to face. My close friends have learnt it the hard way, but they still like me ...
Friday, November 16, 2007
So what really gets me going all weak-kneed and faint-hearted ?? Yeah... you must have figured that out vaguely from the title itself. I am just a lazy bum who wants to do something to help but who doesn't know what to do! I still sometimes get this strong feeling to go out there and do something. Especially since I started earning. Am sure there are many people out there with the similar feeling. Too lazy, too tired, too busy to do what they want to do.
I don't know what it is about charity boxes that make my hand go automatically inside my purse. It started when I was young. I would nudge my dad's sleeve and point to one such box kept at a corner of a shop. The shop keeper would give a grin and my dad would reluctantly plop some coins into my hand. Oh boy! Was I happy!! It was that feeling of doing something. To give something to people who don't have enough. You really have to experience it to feel the joy. It's very special.
Didn't stop then. Continued to college where I donated my entire pocket money (more than 300 rupees)for a cause. There were people who contributed more. But it felt good nevertheless because they gave what they could and I had given everything I had. So YAY ME!!!! :D ( To all those naysayers out there... seee!!! I am not so bad after all)
So you can imagine how I felt when a friend went about advertising a site called 'freerice.com'. A site to help the poor. No, it doesn't require you to register or give money as opposed to the countless fraud sites online. It requires you to answer questions. A word quiz. For each word you get correct, you donate about 10 grains of rice to the poor!!!
The money for the grains come from the sponsors supporting this cause of eradicating world hunger. The grains are then distributed to the needy by the United Nation World Food Program (WFP). So you just have to get the words right and contribute as much as grains as possible! Hmmm... but there's a glitch. You should be a person who enjoys word games! If not, play anyway and try to increase your vocabulary ;) After all, its for a good cause.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Person 1: 'Don't marry anyone born and brought up in Gulf. They are two-timing bastards.'
Me : 'Err...'
Person 2: 'Take your time in knowing the person. There's no rush.'
Me : 'Umm...'
Person 3 (from Goa): 'In fact, Goans are nice.. you should get married to a Goan. It would be a pleasure to have u in Goa!'
Me : 'Uh uh...'
Person 4: 'Goans are nice ? Bahrainis are better. You look like Bahraini. Maafi Indian. Shahbarak ? Zaina. Fine. You know little Arabic also. Get married to Bahraini'
Person 5 (a lady): 'You should get married only to a person who will stay away from his parents. They will interfere in everything'
Person 6: 'You should get married to a person who would want you to stay with his parents. You will have more people to advise and take care of you.'
I feel cared for! *sniff*
But they ended up talking about adulteration, weirdos, loveless marriages, boredom et all so common in marriages nowadays...
Shit! Now am scared :(
All of you bachelorettes out there, join me and let us pray for a bright (and did I ever mention 'rich' in my previous posts?) future...
Saturday, October 20, 2007
There are times when I just want to kick both of them out (if it is even minutely possible) and just relaxxxx!!!!
The mind is rational. But it can go haywire too ? It can be purely selfish for the reason that it is always looking for reasons for us (the being they dwell in) to be happy. 'Don't consider feelings of others you dimwit. You have better things to do'. The mind is forever on the lookout for perfect answers. The perfect way you should behave in. Not necessarily things you believe in. In this way, you don't keep yourself happy neither others. You listen and follow just to be considered right. Not being true to yourself. So if you listen to ur mind... are you hurting others or yourself?
On the other hand, the laal badshah inside dwells in its own little world. It has a mind of its own which makes the most bizarre decisions. 'Consider feelings you dimwit. Why are you acting like a monster?'. But some of the points it makes are so strong (even though irrational), the mind gets sidelined completely. This goes on for sometime until the mind goes for a short vacation, drinks boost/horlicks and returns back on full swing! But up to that point, you are oh-so-happy... because you are doing something you believe in. Not necessarily what others believe in. It may not be perfect, but its true. So if you listen to ur heart... are you hurting others or yourself ?
If at the end of this post you are left confused.... welcome to my world! :)
Friday, September 21, 2007
- You always get sick just after you start to believe that your immune system has strengthened up.
- You never get what you really truly want, but it lands straight on your lap once you forget about it!
- Things you want at the moment (a book, a t-shirt) go missing all of a sudden! It was just there few minutes ago!!!
- People always say you are either 'too thin' or 'too fat' and never of proper weight.
- All the bad, rude, arrogant, egoistic snobs and atheists end up with all the good luck!
- Hard work and honesty never really pays off at work ? To get promoted, you have to prove yourself to be a 'chaloo' dude who can sleaze your way out of any bad situation.
- When people make fun of you, you are supposed to 'take it as a joke'.. but when you hit it straight back at them you are considered to be 'uncultured'.
- When you don't have an Inet connection, you keep thinking once you get it you will search for info regarding this and that (the wannabe geek).. but when you do get connected, you end up checking only your mail and orkut scraps...
- There are so many shampoos available to give you 'shiny' hair, 'soft' hair, 'non-frizzy' hair, 'damage proof' hair... all in different bottles. Why can't they just put it all in a single package ???? We all want shiny+soft+non-frizzy+damage proof hair!!! Or do we just have to mix it all up and dump it on our head?? (To all manufacturers of shampoos and bodywash products - Please note, we have enough confusions already!)
More random thoughts later....
Monday, September 10, 2007
Anyone who has been jobless enough to go through ALL my posts might (just might) remember how I am allergic to phone calls. I try my maximum best not to pick up any one of em as if they keep ringing JUST to irritate me.
*I will show the stupid phone... I won't pick it up!'*
This non-existing duel ends as soon as my mom gives her 'oh-so-lovely' acid glare!
The conversations that follow on-line are just as exciting :
Them: How are you?
Me: Oh good! How are you?
Them: Hows your work?
Me: (Sigh... here we go again) Oh very good...
Them: How's your sis ?
Me: She's also good..
Them : *Silence* (Running out of qns)
Me: Oh! Mom has come! Will give the phone to her!
Throws phone to mom and goes back to minding thy own business...
So today was one of those days. Was back from work and enjoying my cup of warm tea... and then it happened...
I let it ring for sometime and then realized it must be dad calling to ask what to get from grocery...!!
I puff puffed my way towards the phone and ... it stopped! I didn't know whether to feel angry (at having wasted so much energy in getting there! (shut up u gigglers)) or sad at having my dad wait so much...
So Dhanya calls dad up...
D: Heylooooo! Did u call ??
D's dad: Huh ? No?
D: No?? Somebody called ... Thought it was you!
D's dad: Wasn't me! Why would I call?
D: To ask what to get from grocery?
D's dad: Oh... hmmm... where are you? home?
D: Yeah of course!! look at the time dad... I am home! And where are you???
D's dad: I am also at home...
D: Huh ? *Gets confused... How many homes does dad have????? Is office his home now??*
D's dad: Yeah am at home!!!
D: What ??? Home???? I am at home!
D's dad: Well.. yeah... I am in the master bedroom here!!
D's dad: hahahaha (the typical daddy laughter)
D completely forgot D's dad comes home early nowadays! And D didn't bother checking the master bedroom coz its always:
Coming Home -----> D's bedroom -----> Bathroom -----> Dining Room -----> Drawing room
Dad was sleeping peacefully in his bedroom. And I woke him up asking the most ridiculous question.
It's times like these that I realize answering the stupid *tring tring* is way better than being hit on the head....
Friday, September 07, 2007
And of course, there is the 'andekha anjana' poem. The way Kajol recites it and the words in the poem are right there in the heart of many girls who just fail to express how their andekha, anjana should be.
I am letting you into a little secret here. However it turns out to be, I just want you to smile and be silent! This poem is not meant to be criticized or commented upon! Its my visualization of MY andekha anjana. Maybe years later when am actually married and am reading this again, it would end up as a good laugh for me and my husband. In the meantime, the childishness prevails...
The Unseen, The Unknown
Just with a gleam in his eyes, and a smile
He would drive all the worries away infinite miles
With a touch of the hand or a loving gesture
Make my heart go on a high flying adventure
A little childish, a little responsible
A person who would breeze out of any trouble
Sharing the times of silence in peace
Thats how we will know we are at ease
Someone who feels at home away from home
Who would value my family as his own
Suffer my immaturity with a smile
Make me understand even if it would take a while..
Will eat my head off for even the smallest of problems
Eventually calm down after all the tantrums
Then, come to me with that ever winning smile
And drive all my worries away infinite miles.....
And that's how he's going to be ! :-)
Saturday, September 01, 2007
I started writing when I was 20, and I can't believe 3 years have passed on so quickly. It feels just like yesterday when I was sitting on the college corridors surrounded by friends doing my last minute mugging up before exams, then the amounts of sheet I wasted, ink running out and borrowing the sir's pen which somehow made my back bench exam-mates giggle. They knew I had a 'thing' for the sir coz his was the only class I used to attend properly....
Life before college was Black and White. I was just happy in my own self. I didn't value friends too much. And this kind of continued into college too. Until this stranger (later on he turned out to be a very good friend) came to me and told me that I had two options in life - either to enjoy each day as it comes and gain lotsa memories in return or just stay aloof and gain nothing by it. That was the first time anyone took the time out to make me realize the importance of friendship and how wonderful it can be when you have people to share your joys and sorrows with. I owe you one Deepak! You are solely responsible for changing my whole viewpoint on life....
I made some resolutions for this bday and I hope by this time next year I would have:
- Achieved mental balance ;)
- Learned cooking and also how to accept that things cannot be always glossy and glittery
Other than that I plan to do more shopping ! Oh yes, Dhanno is not so against marriage anymore. So Inshallah she gets a good match by next December! Of course, the guy should be :
- Loving and Caring (and all the blah blah that girls dream of)
- And a lil more rich
- Oh yes, should be crazy too. I dont wanna die of boredom....
So anyone who satisfies condition number 1,2,4 or 5 are free to apply. Condition numbers 3 and6 will be judged thereafter.
Signing off ;)
Friday, August 10, 2007
Other than my never ending clash with people, my fav timepass nowadays is counting the number of days left for my parents to land in Bahrain. The supposedly two-week 'short stay' has extended to a longgg one-month vacation. So for me and my sis.. its a case of counting and recounting the number of days left for them to come. Too good I tell you....
The above handmade greeting has been kept ready by my niece for about a month now. She has got fed up of waiting for them and now has started making more cards (maybe to show them the intensity of how much she's missing them... or (a better explanation) she figured out this is the only timepass for her till her grandparents come from India with new toys). That means more work for us. She will do the designing, we do the colouring. And if her hands tire, you will end up doing the designing part too..
Hopefully (!) they will land on 15th of this month. If they don't... oh well, there's always card making we could look forward to...
Saturday, July 21, 2007
N : I will comb slowly ok ? Please lemme comb ... ok ?
D : Wokay...!
N : Thank you!! I won't pull ur hair too much ok ?? Otherwise ur brain will start paining...!!
For this, I have just one thing to say. Where's the brain ?? Am sure most of you agree ;)
Friday, July 13, 2007
Why is it so cool to act differently from what you actually are ?
I am automatically drawn to people who love to laugh, crack jokes (even if they happen to be corny!), who know how to enjoy their life.. minute by minute. They are so less complicated and could make anyone feel at ease.
This is one of the reasons why I miss Kerala so much. I miss the simplicity of the people. They are just happy the way they are. It appears a little fake over here sometimes (foreign countries in general). Then all of a sudden, you get the warmth and love... you feel refreshed and 'simply' happy!!!
Friday, June 29, 2007
I try to hide these frustrations as much as I can. But like I said, I just give up at times. It hurts when people around you are hurting... and I am hurting right now...
When times are bad
When you are sad
Coz God has a plan for you
He has a special surprise just in store for you....
Saturday, June 16, 2007
I remember my prayers used to be the same every day 'Please protect my family... please protect me also! Let me be 1st in everything!!' Always asking God for something. Of course, I never got 1st in everything, but the prayer continued..
Later on the relationship changed. I became more demanding. Wanted a lot more. But I was no longer a child and so, most of the innocence had vanished. Since I didn't get what I wanted, I used to get angry at Him. I would stop praying. There were times when I had almost touched atheism, but then the idea was so uncomfortable and made me so uneasy that I would revert back to Him, apologize for being so bad and selfish and start praying again. Dunno why, but just getting back in touch with Him would make me feel all happy again.
The love, hate relationship continued when all of a sudden, one day, I just decided to stop messing around. I would be grateful for whatever He was going to offer... whether its good or bad. I don't want to sound all philosophical and stuff but I do believe everything that happens, happens for the best. It helps make you a better person. For example, I have had loads of bad experiences with people. I would cry if people criticized me. I would get angry with God asking Him why He was making me go through all this hurt and pain. But all that has made me a stronger person. Criticizing doesn't affect me any more. I just smile and take it as it comes. Now, people are astonished on how calm and easygoing I have become...
I dunno how many of you feel the same way, but for me a little prayer works wonders. I used to love prayer time at hostel where all of us would gather together and chant. The only prayer I was familiar with (before joining hostel) was namah shivay. In hostel, people were singing more songs... and I was completely awe struck. I mean, all of them knew the songs and I didn't! I was very embarrassed... but I soon learned them all. And singing together with the rest of them was something I would look forward to every night at 7:30 P.M.
Now, I have learnt just to say thank you. That doesn't mean I don't rant anymore. I do... but never feeling bitter about what had happened. So my conversation usually goes :
Me: You know my life is screwed up right now. Nothing is going my way. Please give me the strength to pass through this phase smoothly...
I get some kind of comfort by just saying this. Knowing that He is listening to me. But just testing to see if my faith starts wavering again...
I will be rest assured that it won't... ever again...
Now my prayers always end with one thing.... 'Thank you'...
Sunday, June 10, 2007
I was kind of surprised to learn Mr.P is expecting dowry. Not shocked, coz Kerala is still not completely devoid of the dowry system. It's so sad that hardly anyone reports such matters to the higher authorities. I was threatening Mr.P that in case he got married to some girl in exchange of big fat money, I would definitely complain even if the girl didn't!! But no, Mr.P already has plans what to do with his future wife's money! He isn't expecting much... just 9 lakhs and some gold...
So we (his sisters) decided that each day we will try advising him.. make him understand how wrong it is to take money, that you should accept a girl seeing her character and not coz of her money. He has refused to budge till now. He is still dreaming about sleeping in between stacks of money...
The fun hours also include 'samosa' time. Its the time when each of us take turns to buy samosas, bondas etc. etc. and stuff ourselves before Mr.T comes. Dunno why, but no one is interested in sharing food with Mr.T either. So we eat n yap, eat n yap... and you know what.
It feels good to know someone is interested in your views, thoughts, and how u feel about stuff. I can go talking endlessly to these two people on any matter and I can be rest assured they are listening to me. There are very few people who actually do that. I have met people who go on and on about their life and forget to ask me about how my life is going. Not that I mind. I am much more of a listener than a talker. But it does feel good to blurt out once in a while. To a listening ear, of course!
I have kept a bad news to the very last... Mr.D is leaving! :-( The place is going to be extremely dull without the jolly guy who dances to Hritik Roshan's tunes and who always keeps us in splits with his never ending stock of jokes and riddles. The 58 year old (age mentioned to avoid misunderstandings!! ;)) is going to shift to the Adliya branch soon and we are all thinking of protesting that move. Will miss you Mr.D... my office and blog space is going to be uncomfortably empty without you...
Monday, May 21, 2007
The great life
Life is just great
Especially when you have money to waste.
What can leave a girl more happy
Now, before I compose any more ridiculous poems.. I am signing off. But not without a final cry of joy..
Saturday, May 19, 2007
Mr. D - I can show you a product which has two expiry dates imprinted on it.
So, he went out and got a product (a UK made chick pea soup in a can), turned it over and showed us the expiry date - 'Expiry date - 13/12/2007 for Bahrain'. This printing could be removed with a nail polish remover. The actual one was below the Bahrain expiry date and it showed 'BB Dec 2009' which is 'Best Before December 2009'. This one is the UK expiry date -the place where it was originally made. Each of us took the can and scrutinized it. Yup, there were two dates! The actual date can't be removed using a spirit or anything.
Mr. D - So you see, the product might have expired in Bahrain, but its still edible in London.
That was surprising. So, we tried to reason with Mr. D that maybe the Bahrain climate isn't suitable for a long product shelf-life. Mr. D wouldn't listen to all that and said he would rather wait for a BD. 26/- Nino Mango Juice (1 litre) product to expire so that he can drink it for free, rather than actually buying it. It just might still be drinkable some other part of the world.
Does such a Bahrain law actually exist ? If so, why ? Which leads me to another question.. how do they figure out the expiry date of a product ?
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
I wouldn't mind getting told that I look young when I am older! Not now. At the moment, I just want to look like a 22 year old. Which is quite hard with me being a shorty, thinso who doesn't wear any make up at all.
Ok.. I have decided to do something from this week onwards. Since I am in sitting position all day long at work, this stick has decided to start exercising! Now some of you might hoo haa about why I should exercise.. me being a stick and all. I did a lot of thinking about it. I want to feel healthy !! I am not feeling healthy at the moment... especially in the last few days when I found out my old pair of jeans isn't fitting me !!!! Obviously the fat is getting deposited at all the wrong places.. so exercising it's going to be. But then, if I exercise won't I get more thin ? People like me this way (when I am a lil chubby). But if I exercise then I would feel healthier and happier. Should I ? Shouldn't I ?
Confused, as usual.
Friday, May 11, 2007
Early to bed, early to rise makes you healthy, wealthy and wise. I am totally against this but since its universally accepted, there must be some truth to it. This doesn't stop me from staying awake till 4 a.m on weekends.
You end up eating your lunch on time. You are always looking for an excuse to get away from work and what better excuse than lunch time. It's the only break away from work which is totally acceptable.
You get to meet new, interesting (and uninteresting) people. More the number of homo sapiens to irritate, the happier you get.
You are succumbed to less nagging at home coz your parents figure out that you aren't so useless after all.
I want to say much more but my computer seems tired and is slowing down considerably. Which leads me to another advantage of being employed - you get to use faster computers at work.
Friday, May 04, 2007
Some might say it isn't necessary to convey what you feel - 'The love's definitely there but if you can't see it maybe your blind'. I used to feel the same way. 'Mom knows that I love her, she doesn't need me telling her 24 hours a day that I love her'. 'Mom knows that I appreciate her for what she is doing'. 'Mom knows....'. Or does she ? Maybe she thinks I am a selfish, spoilt brat who doesn't feel grateful for anything she does.
So I decided to do something extra for her this time. I have a job which offers little money. I end up saving most of them. This was a good time to spend some and the best time to surprise her. Usually, I shop with my parents so there's never a chance for a surprise. But now, I got an opportunity.
It was 30th April. My parent's wedding anniversary. I wished them as usual. Mom thought I had forgotten about it and came into my room singing 'Happy wedding anniversary tooo meee'. I think it was her way of telling me not to forget to wish my dad. I wished him too in my grumbling monotone (early rising isn't for me). Caught my bus, and was seated when this idea came out of nowhere. Why not buy roses for mom ? The place is nearby to where I work. She loves flowers !!
I went along with my friend Miss R and got a bouquet of roses. 5 dinars gone. But lets leave the money part since we are talking about feelings here...
I reached my compound, and was hoping she wasn't looking from the window. I didn't want her to see the flowers right then. Dhanya climbs stairs. Dhanya rings the bell. Mom opens door. Tadaaa. And I must tell you, the look on her face and the happiness that followed was totally priceless.... her little daughter had got her something at last. I realised I should have done this ages ago. At least a thank you for all the hard work she did at home and for putting up with all my tantrums. A thank you just to see that look on her face.
This post is for all those people who touched my life one way or the other. There are so many to list. I am a person who keeps things to myself most of the time. I show those feelings once in a while to prove I am human too. This is one such moment. I want to say thank you to all the special people in my life - amma, dad, chech, naksha, fatima, vinod, ammu kutty, ciby, deepak, rayhana, pradosh, rakhee, sumaiya, ershad, alden, godwin....... and to everyone who loves me for just the way I am. I want to tell you if I acted a little weird when you showed your appreciation, it's just that I am uncomfortable with compliments. But you can be rest assured, I did a lil dance inside. I know most of you might not even end up reading this post, but if you do.. that smile on your face would be simply worth it :)
PS : For those who are curious about what I gave my dad as wedding anniversary gift, I gave him my pay slip. That look was definitely worth it too ;)
Saturday, April 28, 2007
But yes, the brain goes missing sometimes. Especially after lunch. After mom's delicious home made grub, I have no energy left. My eyes go small and staring at the computer seems a big task. At that moment, my Tamilian co-worker with his cute accent tells me to press 'yeffi'. And I go even more blank. Now, I am a sorta person who cannot understand English if it has a little bit of accent involved - be it Arabic, American, British. Anything. I have to strain myself to understand what this guy is telling me every time he talks. Most of the time I just nod and smile without deciphering a single thing. He then repeats 'please press yeffi'
Dhanya (thinking) - 'Is he saying 'yeffa (F1) or yeffi (F5)?' (Quite stupid I know.. but I was feeling damn sleepy)
And I ask him that. He just sighed and pressed F5. Somehow I found that very funny and started laughing my heart out. Being the nice guy he is (thank God) he smiles and returns to his work.
Before you start feeling sorry for him... I am made the butt of jokes too!!! They are thinking of setting up a special mini fridge for me mainly coz I bring a lot of stuff from home. Juice, Flavoured milk, Cup Cakes, chocolates. I can't work with an empty stomach!
One smart ass has even made it a point to sing 'Chashme wali dafli bajaa' every time he enters the room. Now this character (lets call him Mr. M) makes fun of everyone. No one is spared by him... not even the Tamilian guy (lets call him Mr.T) ! Mr.M asks me everyday what I had for lunch and makes sad faces. If he thinks I am going to invite him for lunch, he's sadly mistaken. I do not like sharing my lunch. IT'S MINE! Ask for anything else, not my lunch!
Then there is this weird character Mr. D who most of my friends must be familiar with by now. He is the guy who eats expired products. Mr. D - 'You should fight fire with fire. All the thoughts are in your head. If you feel you are going to get sick, you will. And how can you say this product has expired by just looking at the date ? The packet of biscuits might still be edible, but the manufacturers just want you to buy another packet!'
Mr. D's favorite time pass is teasing me with Mr. S who is a big time flirt. Mr. S talks only to girls and according to Mr.D seems to be spending a lot of time in my department lately. He is also under trial for removing a screw from my chair...
The last two characters are Mr.P and Miss. R whose favorite time pass is commenting on how they can see smoke coming from my head whenever I am quiet (the time I am actually doing my work).
All of them tease and taunt me. But its nice in a way. Their way of showing I am now a part of their life at work.
Thursday, April 26, 2007
It would be a sin if I didn't dedicate at least one post to the only thing I am truly passionate about - music. Don't get me wrong. I can't sing to save my life. Just a mere listener. And what a listener at that! I can spend hours doing just that. Switching one CD after another, repeating songs that I like, and starting all over again. Turn the music on, and I automatically land up in my own little world. A beautiful world filled with music, love and just happiness. No unnecessary tensions, no sadness... just celebration of life!
There were times when people around me were hurting. The death of a person, an unexpected rudeness, disappointments as a result of exceeded expectations, and so much more. It was depressing. It was like being sucked out of all happiness. I only had to listen to music to calm me down and even smile a little in such trying situations.
When I was little, I couldn't understand why everyone in my family was so absorbed in music. What was so great in it ? The only type of music I used to like then were the fast, racy kind of music which you could dance to. The other kinds were of no importance. I remember I used to love the saat samundar paar number from Vishwatma. Whenever it came to TV, I used to get into action and start imitating Divya Bharati much to my mom's amusement.
Everyone in my mom's family were interested in music and excelled in singing - except yours truly! They all had a background in music. My grandmother sang carnatic music beautifully, my mom was (according to me) the world's best singer and my sister had the sweetest voice. And here I was with my croak. Mom used to comfort me with 'you sing songs from your heart'. But I still felt out of place whenever people asked 'Your mom sings, your sister sings, do you?'. I would just give them an embarrassed no. And they would look shocked which would make me blush even more (which is the reason I totally identify with Mumble in Happy Feet).
Then I decided I would take up Carnatic music for arts class in school. Well... not really. I wanted to take Home Science... but so did every other girl in school. An enraged Hindustani Music sir (who had an empty class) decided to take some of the girls away and put them in his class. Some of them he whisked away to learn Carnatic music. I was one among them. I landed up in Carnatic music class cursing everyone under the sun and blaming my own bad luck for never getting to know how to knit, stitch beautiful patterns and cook exotic dishes along with my friends. The classes were not tough mainly because I have heard my sister singing those ragas over and over again at home. I had a tough time controlling my voice. Used to go completely out of breath after taking a high note! But after enough training, I learned to control it better. Got straight A's. Still had my croaky voice. But like mom said, I just sang from my heart.
So there began my actual love for music. I realised music is much more than just foot tapping. I started listening to slow, meaningful numbers too. The first one being a Tamil number - Anjali from Duet. This time I didn't just want to listen or dance, but I wanted to sing along too. So I wrote the lyrics down and started singing much to my mom's amusement (again). She has always seen me dancing like Divya Bharati not singing some slow, romantic tune. The magic began then....
Music has the most miraculous effect on me. It can cure my headaches which even an aspirin cannot (really!), make me happy when am sad, can calm me down, make me feel hyper... in short, helps me in loving life. Its like a drug. And it has its side effects too. Like not taking food on time. If I start listening there's no stop. The only thing that makes me happy nowadays (other than buying clothes) is getting myself a music CD with all my favorite songs!!! Even though I listen to mainly Hindi songs, I enjoy almost any kind of music. Instrumental, Classical... anything! Except maybe those kinds where you cannot make out whether they are shouting, screaming, or actually singing.
It irritates me no end when people disturb me while I am listening to music. I am a hard core music addict. So next time you see me listening to music... ssshhhh!
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Today, I asked him if I could take his photograph. He looked stunned and just turned away. But.. with a smile. So taking this as a 'yes' , I went *click*. And then, he looked directly at me with those eyes and smiled! He was willing now! So I took one more pic quickly lest he changed his mind. So introducing my lil prince charming....
This sweet little fellow is so shy he refuses to sit next to me and prefers to stand with the 100 kg burden on his back. His mother and I tried cajoling him into sitting down. But he simply shook his head, looked at me and hid behind his mom. I guess the ice kind of broke when I insisted on a pic. But by then, my bus arrived and I had to leave before accomplishing my mission - to befriend the lil guy. I don't even know his name!
Sunday, April 15, 2007
- I hate myself most of the time. I am a perfectionist and I hate that too!
- I swear a lot nowadays and at everyone... from within.
- I wait for everyone to sleep so that I can watch cartoons like Bambi in peace without getting embarrassed about it. I especially love the scene where Bambi says 'burd'.
- I love baby food including cerelac. If I have a baby, the poor kid would die of starvation.
- I do not like phone calls. The whole process of hearing a voice coming from nowhere freaks me out.
- I used to dream of a DDLJ type love story in my life.
- I refresh my orkut page atleast 10 times per minute everytime I log on until I get off. (Heights of loneliness)
- I forgive but can never ever forget.
- I love being idle - alone with my thoughts. But it kills me too.
- I day dream about being a super star singer, rocking on stage with everyone dancing to my tunes.
- I sometimes think about escaping from home, renting an apartment and leading an independent life of my own.
- I have a thing for guys with specs.. dunno why.
- I love everyone who smiles at me.
- I think marriage is for people who have lived their life and have nothing better to do.
- I have plans to hire a maid after my marriage (Heights of laziness)
- I like you because you are reading this.
Friday, April 13, 2007
The queries I am asking myself now, even when I am typing this - Will I like it over there ? Will I like my job , the people ? Will I get any friends, or will I be made to suffer the companionship of boring, old people ? And much much more.
This sort of thing only used to happen before exams when I was in school. In college, it was a totally different story because there were exams every other week be it internals or externals. The fear of exams vanished then. I could write an exam as if I was just attending another story writing competition, without any tension whatsoever, write all muck, come back home and relax.
Then, there were the project presentations. The number of butterflies were at its max. My first presentation ended up totally crap. The second presentation was slightly better. The third, went ok. Fourth, I was confident. The presentations went on, and the butterflies slowly disappeared.
I got my first job so soon that the butterflies didn't get much time to trouble me. But now, a one week period was enough for them to return with a bang!! Guess they will go once I am used to the whole process of job changing. Hope they all die and never trouble me again...
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Niece : Podiiiii
Aunt : How dare you ? Podi to you too!!!
Niece : Ammaaammmaa!!!!!!!! Mema (aunt in Malayalam) shouted at me!!
Aunt : Uh-oh
Ammamma (Her grandmother. Her only saviour) enters with 'the look' . I am sure most of you are familiar with how mothers are when they get upset over something. Yes! The lecturing starts...
Ammamma : How can you be so cruel to her ? She's a lil kid. She will get depressed ! She will think you don't like her!!..... (this continues for 10 minutes)
Aunt : But mom, she said 'podi' too !
Amma (Her mother) enters, again with 'the look'.
Amma : You said 'podi' to your aunt ? You are not supposed to say that to your elders... (This continues for 10 minutes. All part of motherhood!*sigh*)
Niece (sensing things are not going her way anymore) : She pinched me too!!!!
Aunt : Huh ? Liar!!!!
Niece : No no amma... she really did!!!!
Then, she does the most unforgivable thing. She starts crying! That single thing she does makes me the most evil, wicked aunt ever alive (in the eyes of my mother)!!
But the funny thing is inspite of all the fights, she likes me best from the family. Grandma comes last even if she supports lil Naksha in everything she does. I guess, kids like people who are more their age (mentally.. at least). She even wholeheartedly agrees that I should not get married coz she feels she will never get to see me again after that.
- Running around the house
- Dancing together
- Singing loudly together especially the 'Randakka Randakka' song from Anniyan.
- Fighting with each other (yeah, it can be quite enjoyable sometimes)
- Laughing together (for no reason at all!! )
It's true... happiness does come in small packages! :)
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
The pic was taken on my first day, hence the emptiness. I used to love the place where I used to sit in Hempel mainly coz I can look at all the people entering the office (through the glass which you can see in the pic). Nice timepass when you have nothing to do! Look at people's dress sense, commenting silently (quite loudly if my Bahraini work mate is nearby). Make out who hasn't made it to office, and who did. You can get all the latest gossip circulating Hempel by sitting in my place. It was perfect ;)
Looking forward to my new place. And I hope I get a desk like this -
I am not asking for too much, am I ?
P.S - Special thanks to chechi for predicting I will land up with a good job soon. Thankooo :) I love you too!! (She has been complaining ever since I wrote I love my mommy in my blog entry -The M Word)
Monday, April 09, 2007
And then I got it from mom too! Et tu, momma ??
Juice in an Amstel beer glass! Was she trying to hint something here ? Or did she sense that I was being asked such questions at office ?
Naah.. I just think we are running out of glasses..
And you will end up in a tunnel submerged in a shark-filled lagoon :)
Bliss ! Awww... look at them. I am sure they must be having a rocking time freaking the hell out of people...
Now, why did I choose this one instead of considering other beautiful, lovely, romantic places like normal girls do ? Correct !!! Coz am abnormal! I would prefer doing something exciting. The more scarier the better even if it means sleepless nights for weeks.
The one thing I regret is not going for paragliding in Goa when there was a chance. Was too costly. About 1500 rupees! I had already spent most of my money on Goan jewellery, exotic Goan food, gifts for relatives back home. I didn't have enough money even to buy a cap to protect myself from the scorching sun. Ok, I did have the money (about 200 rupees left), but I had plans for it. I was thinking about stealing a cap from one of the guys anyway so why waste money on it ? And I did steal successfully :) Didn't even return the cap till the entire tour was over. Thanks Prasant if you are reading this!
Landed up not doing paragliding but DV will do it. She will do paragliding, scuba diving, and slide across Mayan Temple one day.... she hopes.
Friday, April 06, 2007
What's with parents and marriage ?? The only thing I am getting to hear for the past of couple of days from mom is 'Dhanya, I checked this matrimony site today!!!!! This guy is from Palakkad district... he has got very good qualifications too. Come check!!!'
She is into browsing matrimonial sites with a vengeance. My mom being in front of the comp (with her humongous reading glasses) all day long is a bit hard to digest! Now she's spending hours searching for my perfect guy... thanks to dad. He taught her how to use it! I have been very cautious all these years by not teaching mom how to browse. I mean, who the hell wants to get married ? Especially to those freaks who have weird kinda pics displayed with a 'Wait till I get you' kinda expression!! Aaargh! Now dad spoiled it all!!
I end up telling mom I am not ready yet for marriage reasoning with her that I am too immature, kiddish and too thin (Keralite guys like fat keralite girls... sad, but true) . She tries advicing me -
'Now right time... blah blah....older guys later.. blah blah.... worried... blah blah....engagement now... blah blah.. marriage a year later... blah blah....maybe earlier than a year... blah blah... coz sis and cousins free then... blah blah blah'
Lots of blah blahs. Most of it I dont end up listening! But lil words here and there are enough to understand whats she saying. Being the ultra super-duper stubborn female I am, I refuse to budge.
She then tells me 'Ok, you can tell us when you think you are ready for marriage. Till then we are not searching Ok?'. That makes Dhanya happy!! :) I then think 'oh what wonderful, understanding parents I have!!! I love my lifeeee... I love my parents.....I love (etc etc.. you get the picture)'
But then, the next day I see the same scene when I wake up. Mom sitting in front of comp with her humongous reading glasses browsing matrimonial sites. Having completely forgotten what she agreed upon the other day, she turns to me and says -
'Dhanyaaaa, check this guy... he has good qualification.. and guess what ??? He's from Palakkad district!'
***ssiiigghh*** I Love my Mommy :)
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Villain - Poda thendi (he was still trying to learn her language, hence making many mistakes..)
Princess - *silence*
Villain - You stay in a shitty place. My place is muchhh better!! Bwahahahha
Princess - *about to cry*
The princess would cry and cry.... but the villain did not stop. He loved swearing and would swear at anyone in his vicinity. He was a terror to everyone.
Villain - F*** off!
His lil servant (who made eggs and tea for him everyday) - dudeee.. let's smoke some weed instead..
Villain - OK :D
As you can see, the lil servant knew how to make the villain happy. But he was slowly getting tired of all this. He was a friend of the sweet lil princess and they both prayed very hard -
"Please God please. Please send a messenger from heaven who can teach this horrible rogue a lesson"
God was listening patiently. Then, one fine day.. he decided to send a messenger. The messenger was very small, only the size of a thumb... but very powerful. Powerful because it was the only thing God knew which could scare the villain. The messenger made its way towards the place where the villain was living. It sat near the window sill and looked inside.
The villain was on his comfy bed looking totally drunk. The messenger came closer and made itself visible. The villain was terrified! He ran all around the room, screaming for help. Ultimately, he decided to hide behind a pillow. The lil servant was very amused by all this. He knew this was the correct time to get back at this &^#*@&#. So he took a pic in his mobile (A very modern servant, this one).
Villain - What the f*** are you doing ???? Help me out here!!
Lil Servant - Ok.. cool it dude.. I will show that SOB...
The lil servant sprayed some stuff on the messenger. And it was gone. But the villain stayed in the same position for half an hour.. behind the pillow.
The servant, in the mean time, rushed to the sweet lil princess to inform what had happened.
Sweet Princess - This is it !!! I will post this pic in my blog ( A modern princess, this one) and show everyone he isnt as fearsome as he appears to be...!!
Every boy and girl saw this pic... and they giggled, chuckled, snorted. Since then, whenever the villain passed the streets, the kids said -
"Hey Villain!! The messenger is right behind you!!"
That was all that was needed to make the villain run for his life. No one was afraid of the villain anymore and they all lived happily ever after....
Oh yes, before you go! The sweet lil princess gave me the pic (showing the villain and the messenger) so that all of you can see it -
P.S : Even though the story is slightly exaggerated. Most of it is true! ;) And for those who still havent got it - the messenger is a BIGGGGG (the way he said it) bee...
Comments are enabled for this one... specially for the villain :)
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Monday, April 02, 2007
It was a normal day. Everything going on as usual. I was playing around with Photoshop again, ignoring most of the stuff mom was telling me. Everything she was saying sounded like Chinese! That usually happens whenever I am really into something. She usually ends it with an 'Ok?' to which I answer 'Yes, ma' 'Ok, ma' 'Alright'. But today she asked the unexpected - 'Dhanya, what was I telling you?'
Since I am absolutely horrible in making excuses, I gave her my sweetest smile, turned on all my charm (if there's any)... and a 'Sorry I wasn't listening. What did you tell me to do?'. She gave me the most dreadful of glares possible and repeated the things she said. And with a 'hmmph' she walked away. It so happens whenever I am immersed in something interesting, I switch off completely any sound coming from any direction! It's no use talking to me then...
Ok, so I went back to my little business... and then the stupid phone rang! I picked it up.. said 'Hello'.. and *click* the person disconnected. That was very irritating! Anyway, no probs... I went back to doing what I was doing. After few hours, the phone rang again. There was no number shown because its usually like that when someone calls from India. Batelco services are really... awesome. Anyway, I said a hello. He said 'three hellos'. And this time I disconnected! :) I mean, when he first called how dare he hang up on Dhanya ?!
The person called and called for God knows how many times. Why didn't I pick the phone up ? I kind of suspected it was someone from india trying to make me a fool. I just didn't want to give em a chance! Then my dear friend 'Godu' comes online (I am using that name coz he absolutely hates it... which makes me happy) and I blabber to him whats happening. I tell him some useless person is calling me, blah blah blah. He acts extremely concerned. Then, he tells things to our mutual friend Alden, who also comes online and advises me to pick up the phone.
'Alright, next time I am really going to pick up the phone... bloody...' (Bad language.. I know! Please excuse me)
After 10 minutes, I get a call. I pick up the phone but didn't say anything. The person on the other side also keeps mum. Then finally I get a -
'Dhonya? A Happy April Fool's Day from Alden and Godwin'. (Huge laughter)
Inspite of being irritated, I had to laugh. I had sent an orkut email earlier that day mentioning the fools in my life and had mentioned Alden and Godwin in that. So they took it upon themselves to fool me instead... and they did a pretty good job. Coming online to chat, acting pretty well and probably laughing at me when I was telling them how irritated and pissed off I was with the missed calls.
Thank you guys. Hope you had fun. (Idiots)
Will have my revenge for sure!!
Saturday, March 31, 2007
"Read it as if you wrote it and use it as a road map of life. Then write your notes and heal your life" - Bernie S.Siegel, M.D., author of Love, Medicine and Miracles.
Thats what I missed! I started reading the notes again with this viewpoint and it did turn out to be interesting.
After the read, here are some notes which I made to myself :
It's ok to be spend some time alone. I will take time to listen to myself! Most people can't suffer silence. Why ? My God of knowing is trying to tell me something. I won't block it out with all the noise.
Doing the right things mean doing the things I believe are right. Otherwise,I will remain untrue to myself and hence, can never be happy.
I do not regret anything that has happened to me. Regretting things and brooding over it can only hold me back and affect my present as well as my future. I have to move ahead and take things as it comes.
I find great happiness in giving love even to those people who least deserve it. I will give as much as I can, but I will never expect anything in return. Expectations can lead to disappointments.
Before criticizing others, I will try to understand from their point of view. No two people's thoughts are the same. I have to understand that each person has his own unique way of looking at things and I should learn to respect that.
Making notes can help you understand your own fears, dilemmas and overcome them. Your notes can act as a starting point for personal exploration or even better off - a treasury of thoughtful reminders!
Friday, March 30, 2007
I have never spend so much on a book before. Paid almost 700+ rupees last time for the half-blood prince. But I got it anyway, coz my birthday was coming up and I didn't want anything else for a present! Here I am again, waiting for July 21 2007... and I have already decided what gift I want ;)
The cover of the final book is already out. The American version is given below :
Now, I wonder why he has his hand stretched out like that. But he definitely looks better in this one as compared to the Harry Potter shown in the British children's version cover in which you can see a buck-toothed Harry! :
The adult version cover looks fantastic with the black background and the Slytherin locket.
The flip side shows the pretty J.K. Rowling (bearing a striking resemblance to Steffi Graf) who looks content on finishing her final book declaring it as her personal favorite.
For all the Harry Potter fans, it would be a bittersweet moment when the book gets released on 21st July considering there will be no further books in the series. But everyone should own a copy of this magical book rather than borrowing it from someone because it is simply priceless.
Even if you have read it, you will definitely feel like reading it later on. And the experiece would be the same.. you will feel the same excitement, horror, happiness as you did the first time. I can confidently say so because I have read each Harry Potter book atleast 3 times and now I feel like reading them all over again!!!
Only some books can totally capture you and I hope that JKR or any author brings about such books in the future too.
If you feel like getting some extra info, visit JKR's official website www.jkrowling.com in which she clears out weird rumours regarding her books. Some of them are extremely funny! Go check it out!
Sunday, March 04, 2007
First of all, sorry to my millions and trillions of fans who eagerly wait every day (maybe even every minute) for me to post a new blog entry. I was just too lazy.... hmmm.... not exactly a good enough reason but I am sure all of you will identify with it!
Flashback - 2006
A friend suggested I write about how the past year - 2006 went for me. This is for you dear friend (if you are reading this)!
2006 in total was an average year. Had my share of good things and bad. Everything I had felt with intensity before, seemed just to die down.
The good thing that happened was I landed in Bahrain to be with my mom, dad, sis, niece all together at the same time! It has been really long since we all got together. We (mom, sis and me) keep having our share of silly fights whenever we are together. But eventually, these fights help in getting us closer together.
Then the boredom started creeping in. I would go to sleep at 5 A.M and get up in the afternoon. My timings were becoming eratic. The only enjoyment I used to get were from my neighbour's place where I got to meet people more my age. This was the time I realised I should start looking for a job. I was just wasting away! I would look in the classifieds every day. And they were all looking for one thing which I didnt have - experience ! So all those ignorant people who thought getting a good job in the gulf is super easy... it is, but only if you have minimum 2 years experience.
There were times when I felt like going back to India after various unsuccessful attempts. Then, finally I got a job.. out of the blue. I am really thankful to the people for giving me an opportunity... I guess, I was really REALLY lucky!! Another lesson learnt - God is always listening to you, keep praying ! He will give you what you want if you are really honest.
Current - 2007
I am at my work place where people keep pampering me coz I am the youngest. I get a reasonable salary for a newbie. I am staying with my parents! What else can I ask for ??? Hmmm... wait wait... yeh dil does maange more ! ;)