Testing the post by email feature.
Don’t worry little girl…
November 29, 2010It is raining cats and dogs here in Trivandrum. Sitting here by the window with the laptop and an unfinished book with the bookmark still marking the same page for over a month and hot coffee by my side reminds me of my childhood.
That's me and my little sister.
When we were small kids, after coming from school, though steaming coffee (well it was tea then I think) would be available in the flask, both of us wouldn’t touch it till Mom get back from the bank. And on rainy days me and my sister, who by the way, is so scared of lightning (till date) would get to the exact centre of the biggest bed, pull down the mosquito net and cover ourselves in the blanket and wait for Mom to return. Though it was just an hour and a half wait, I remember that it used to feel like ages. With every lightning, she would cling on to me and with every thunder she would scream in the top of her voice. I still don’t know why we thought the centre of the bed was the safest place in the house. That LKG girl has now grown up and her brother too. But when it rains, I still remember my childhood. I wonder if she does the same. Well maybe I should ask her someday.
A Haircut disaster
November 22, 2010If anybody is planning to take a haircut at Trivandrum, please make sure that you don’t get it done by some Vinod at Fair Hair Studio, though most other guys at Fair does it perfectly!
Last time I went there I got it done by Ajith who gave me perfect well defined curls and awesome layers that made me believe curls are the best kind of hair!!
If people don’t know what to do with curls why do they take scissors to it!!? In fact I wanted to cut it all away. That’s another thing! But after the hair cut I looked at the mirror and was horrified! I didn’t know what to do! I quietly walked out of the Studio. And then I thought, why should I walk out with mouth shut?!
I called the reception and told them that I just got a haircut from there and is calling back to give feedback. “THIS IS THE MOST HORRIBLE HAIRCUT I EVER HAD!” Then what and all did I say, I don’t even know now. I was boiling with anger. I was asked to wait for 2 hours for this Sh*t! Then the owner called me. He is the most popular hair stylist in the state. He asked me if I could come back so that he can see what can be done.
I went back and now I don’t regret going back. Though the hair is void of any curls and is only 20% of the length I walked in there with, 3 hours before, I am happy. Though even my computer’s face recognition login software couldn’t recognize me and refused to let me use the laptop!!
Letter Mania
May 19, 2010For some reason, I feel like writing and receiving letters.
In my wallet, I still treasure the 5 line letter which my mother sent
along with the ATM card 5 years ago. Whenever I miss my home (and
whenever I don’t ), I take out the letter which reads thus,
തന്നെ പറയാനില്ല. എന്നത്തേയും പല്ലവി തന്നെ – അന്നന്ന് എടുക്കുന്ന
പാഠങ്ങള് അന്നന്ന് തന്നെ പഠിക്കുക.
ഇന്ന് ലക്ഷ്മണന് മാഷ് ബാങ്കില് വന്നിരുന്നു. ലോററ്റിനു തേര്ഡ്
സെമെസ്റ്റെര് എക്സാം തുടങ്ങുകയാണ്. മാഷ് പറയുകയായിരുന്നു കുട്ടികളൊക്കെ
എന്ത് വേഗമാണ് വലുതാവുന്നത്; ജിതിന് ഒക്കെ ഞൊടിയിടയില് എഞ്ചിനീയര് ആയി
ഇങ്ങ് എത്തുമെന്ന്. അതുതന്നെയാണ് ഞാനും പറയുന്നത്. നല്ലൊരു എഞ്ചിനീയര്
ആയി വരണം. പോന്നുവിനും അച്ഛനും സുഖം തന്നെ. വേറെ വിശേഷം ഒന്നുമില്ല. അമ്മ. Translation
What’s up there? Since we call almost daily, there is nothing much to
say. As usual, the same old pallavi – Study the lessons on the same
day it is taken. Today Lakshmanan Sir had come to the bank. Lorette’s
third semester exam is about to commence. He was saying, “How quickly
do these children grow up! Jithin will come back as a good engineer in
a jiffy.” That is what I wish too. Come back as a good engineer. Ponnu
and Dad are fine here. Nothing more.
Mom. Does Infosys allow sending and receiving letters by ordinary post? I
badly feel like receiving letters to the extent that I may even take a
postbox in the Mysore Post office. Anybody else out there who loves
letters and hates mails and scraps and sms?!
Here comes the rain again
April 12, 2010“It just can’t be that way…. It shouldn’t be.”
“I know”
“You know this is not the time”
“….”
“I don’t have time and patience to go through this. I told you this is not the time”
“Don’t be so angry”
“What else should I do?”
“Don’t shout. Others are watching”
“So what? You are the one who started this.”
“Please…”
"…"
"…"
“What’s that sound?”
“It’s the rain”
“Rain?”
“I think it just started to rain”
“…”
“…”
“Can we go out?”
“…”
It was such a nice feeling to be out there in the rain. To see it rain in the campus reminded me of the good old days in my home town. The place where I did my engineering was also infamous for its rains and mist. The monstrous pillars out there looked even more monstrous with a backdrop of thunder and occasional silver streaks across the sky. The place was really crowded with people who wanted to get wet and those who wanted to stop getting wet. We were all eager to run out and collect those hail stones like little children. The formal attire just looked like school uniforms again. I wanted to run out and get wet. But as I read in that blog that day, this cash and mobile phone in my pocket took away that liberty too…!
Now the rain seems to have subsided a little… But as I looked around, she was gone too…!
Or perhaps just lost in the crowd.
The vagaries of an Infoscion (A new one for that matter) !
March 30, 2010I’m waiting to get my salary tomorrow.
Not only that I am bankrupt at the moment and not only that my friends are all bankrupt, but because I have something in my mind to spend some money on. I need to buy all the Harry Potter books! Yeah the same old so-called good-for-nothing-children’s-fantasy-book on magical creatures (Oops – beings).
Whatz with this new found interest in the HP series, you might ask. (Well, you may not…err…..but just ask me)
This GEC2 always gives me the feeling of living in a magical world!! A world of spells and potions! Imagine giving out a spell to bring pictures on the walls! (Sad that the spells would be like PUT pictures!! Or SELECT DaVinci from Gallery!! Or so ) What about walking right into the wall after coming out from the elevator in GEC1 and landing right into the region under the fire exit stairs in GEC2? Don’t you think one of the pillars in Amoeba can be opened when stuck at the right spot!! Wouldn’t taking out the 5th book on the second row and 7th book in 3rd row open a secret passage leading you to the Board rooms!! Doesn’t the light reflecting off the floral patterns of the floor make strange cryptic messages on the ceiling!! Have you ever come in at odd hours and watched all the ornamental electrical wall lights in GEC2 entrance lobby burning like Medieval Greek torches casting eerie shadows!! Oh!! Not to mention about the strange Celtic patterns near the monstrous pillars at the entrance!! What are they doing in a “Software Company”? Oh yeah!! They call it “Global Education Centre”!!
Well I should read the Harry Potter Books!!
P.S: I already have all the Dan Brown Books with me!
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Test Post via posterous
January 19, 2010I heard posterous is the simplest way to post to your blogspot blog, wordpress blog, facebook and twitter all at once with just one email. And I am testing it now. Have anybody else used posterous.com?
Twinkle Twinkle Little Star…
November 10, 2009Today is a rainy day. Sitting in the veranda watching rain, sipping hot cardamom flavored black coffee reading “To whom it may concern” by Shariq Iqbal with old Malayalam classics in the ears is feeling like Heaven. Kadali Vaazha kayyilirunnu kaakkayinnu virunnu vilichu… Virunnukaara.. virunnukaara… Virunnu kaara vannatte….
Kaanana Chayayilaadu meeykkan njaanum varatteyo nintekoode…Paadilla paadilla namme nammal…paade marannonnum cheythu koodaa..
Kasthoori thailamittu mudi minukki….muthodu muthu vecha vala kilukki… kayyil muthodu muthu vecha vala kilukki… Mandaarakkulanagare kulichorungi… mangalya thattamitta puthukkappennu maaril manjaadi marukulla midukkippennu…
Aree wah!!
Kuyile thedi Kuyiline theedi.. kuthichu paayum maara…Pattu kupppayakkaara…
I closed the book… Though it has been long due to return it to Vivek, he wouldn’t need it now as the university exams is going on. FYI: The author is his friend.
Just now the song changed to Ellarum chollanu ellarum chollanu… Ellarum chollanu ellarum chollanu kallane nenjilennu… karimkallanee nenjilennu…
This song brought back school memories to me. It reminded me of a person I knew at School. She was in our senior batch. We were not really friends… But I liked her and disliked her at the same time (For that matter her entire class – You know school day class rivalries) I really liked many of them including her. Our school and we all were so proud of them. Some very trivial things seem so stuck in your brain in the place where your basic Maths multiplication tables should have been. This particular song always transports me to that hall in the ground floor of Bharathiya Vidya Bhavan, Wayanad Kendra. I don’t remember what the occasion was, but I remember Anjana Pradeep singing this song. Another song which I remember her singing is the one with the lines “…aasthana gayakanakkum nine njan…” I don’t know which song is that.
Thinking of Anjana reminds me of Keerthana Murali. I remember her with a white dress dancing to some song. I think it was from the movie Devaragam. Every person has some associated memory. Those memories are of very irrelevant occasions. I have no idea why or how do I remember them. I never had the idea that I will remember Arun Baby Chettan as on the day when he came to school with his mustache shaven for the first time. That day he was late for the school assembly. I remember seeing him in the car porch while the assembly was going on. I remember Vivekettan’s 10th birthday and remember that I thought he was too old to be attending schools. A two digit number for age was something that I couldn’t fancy for at least 3 years from then! I also remember him dancing to “Antha Arabi kadaloram” and some folk song dressed like a girl!! I remember Sandeepettan and Sharika chechi who left our school in their 2nd std or so! They were the eldest twins in our School. Recently I found him on Orkut! And he surprised me by remembering everything about me! Then there is Pia Chechi – Pia McLeod. I always thought that they couldn’t board the ship on 14th August 1947 Midnight!! Ha ha ha. And I even remember discussing this with her under the tree while waiting for Abbasettan’s Jeep to come after some exam. And I think she told me about Ouija Board or something of that sort that day. I’ll have to find her in orkut or facebook today. I hope she did not bother to board another ship!
There were so many others also. Dhyana who drew well. Nitheesh who played Dicroos in the English Drama – The Letter Box. Arun M A chettan who was as nerdy as a nerd can get to (Sorry). Niranjan – The Artist who was in Green House some year. He drew the Pookkalam that year for Onam Celebrations (And probably in other years too). Jayeshettan who once fixed a string “tail” on me once (And I walked with that all day). I remember Meerachechi in her costume of a folk dance with an Olakkuda. I remembered that when I saw her from Ernakulam last month. It was a surprise that we recognized each other on the footpath! Sudhachechi who used to have a BIG circular ear-ring, Susmitha Chechi & Anisha chechi. Jerin who imitated Mohanlal once… Abhijithettans – the tall one and the artist. Jishitha TK who was in the editorial board of our first hand-written school magazine. Reshma Chechi who once did so well in a debate Science –Boon or Bane. Ha ha. Then there is Nithya Chechi – THE Singer, who once bought me a Limca when we were going for some Bhavans Fest or CBSE School Kalotsav in my fifth Std. or so !! That was the first time I drank it!! I remember Deepika Chechi every time I hear “Shalalala”. And I remember her screaming “Curtainideda patti…” with the mic on at the end of “Christmas Carol” Drama. And ofcourse Shamz – I don’t remember what I remember about him most!!
I thought of writing about all of them. Let this confine to my seniors at school now! Will write the rest later!
