Saturday, April 28, 2007

Life At Work

At my new work place, everyone seemed to have got the first sight impression that I am a very intelligent girl who wouldn't need any training. That proved to be their first mistake. Yeah, you can explain things as brief as possible. The more brief you are, the more irritating I get. Asking 'Why? What? Where? How?' I can drive anybody nuts. It will continue in that manner until I am completely satisfied.

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

The Sound Track Of My Life

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

Little Prince Charming

Do you believe in love at first sight ? I never used to. But now I do! He's a fair guy with an awesome smile who waits for the bus every morning along with me. The guy is charming in his own sweet way but he's incredibly shy. He refuses to look me in the eye. And I just keep staring and staring just to attract his attention. The more I look, the more he turns away from me. But sometimes he does throw a glance, and when I catch him doing that... he responds with a shy smile.

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!

Well, I will be seeing him again tomorrow and the days that follow. Watch out lil one! Dhannu is out to trouble you ;)

Sunday, April 15, 2007

Confession Time

  • 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

Butterflies in my stomach...

Try as much as I can, I just cannot ignore the sickening feeling which is going on inside me. The butterflies are at it again. And they are playing a nasty game. I am going to get into my new job tomorrow. There are a lot of questions in my mind. Even though, I do not get any answers I repeatedly keep asking them which makes the butterflies flutter even more!

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

The Little Aunt

My sweet little niece is in grade 1 now and I do not even feel like an aunt. I do not even act like one! Two kids together.. you can imagine how it is. The usual understanding, pampering aunt is sadly missing here.

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)!!
The lil tyke lies so much about me pinching her, that I started doing it whenever she goes over the top. But in the end, we always kiss and make up.

Niece : Mema , you are my best friend. You are like my sister. I love you memaaa
Aunt : Awww... Cho chweet *pinches naksha's cheek*
Niece : Ouch! That hurt... Ammaaaaaamaaaaa , mema hurt me!!!
Aunt: Uh-Oh
And the love-hate relationship continues....

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.

We enjoy doing a lot of things together which include -
  1. Running around the house
  2. Dancing together
  3. Singing loudly together especially the 'Randakka Randakka' song from Anniyan.
  4. Fighting with each other (yeah, it can be quite enjoyable sometimes)
  5. Laughing together (for no reason at all!! )
It's really weird how can you can feel extremely happy by doing such small and simple things. We have completely forgotten how it is to be carefree, to just chill or relax. And it takes a small child to bring it all back to you.

It's true... happiness does come in small packages! :)

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Changing Luck

This week has been very good so far. I attended two job interviews and got selected from both of them! After weeks of waiting for the right job, I ended up with one in a moderately good organization. Will be joining my new job from Saturday onwards. I hope I like it over there....

So its good bye to my old desk (rather big for me )...

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

Am I old enough to drink ?

No, I don't drink alcohol. I don't even drink beer. I get the most astonished looks when I tell people that. Some guys at office even tried advising me 'You are 22. It's ok to drink you know'. Well, I don't want to drink. I don't feel its necessary to drink just coz you are old enough to do so.

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..

The Dreamer

When I am jobless, I usually end up searching for places which I would like to visit (maybe in my next janam). Since I am jobless most of the time, I have landed up with lotsa places!!! Yay me...!! And the prize goes to :-
Bahamas - Only to visit the Mayan Temple water slides! Just slide across the temple from a height of 60 feet -

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

The 'M' Word

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

Along came a spider ? Hmmm.. not really!

In a place, not so far away lived a villain. He was a sadist moron who found great pleasure in torturing the sweet little princess who lived nearby. He would try to provoke her with his evil words. But being the sweet, innocent little girl she is, she kept quiet. He even tried abusing her in her mother tongue -

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

Why ???

One day, you think a person is good.

Next day, you come to know the person isn't as good as you thought.

I mean, why cant we form that opinion on day one itself ???? Why are people so tough to understand....?

Simple Bare Necessities

I heard it the first time many years back, and I was hooked. I heard it a few days back, and I am hooked again... I just love this songggg!! Can't stop humming it nowadays. A song from Jungle Book which is still one of my fav..

Bare Necessities

Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
Old Mother Nature's recipes
That brings the bare necessities of life

Wherever I wander, wherever I roam
I couldn't be fonder of my big home
The bees are buzzin' in the tree
To make some honey just for me

When you look under the rocks and plants
And take a glance at the fancy ants
Then maybe try a few
The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!

Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That's why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life

Now when you pick a pawpaw
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don't pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don't need to use the claw
When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw
Have I given you a clue ?

The bare necessities of life will come to you
They'll come to you!

So just try and relax, yeah cool it
Fall apart in my backyard'
Cause let me tell you something little britches
If you act like that bee acts, uh uh
You're working too hard

And don't spend your time lookin' around
For something you want that can't be found
When you find out you can live without it
And go along not thinkin' about it
I'll tell you something true
The bare necessities of life will come to you

Even if its a song from a cartoon, it makes so much of sense..

I especially love the last stanza :) Way to go balooooo!!!!

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!!