One of those days...

So, it was not just a bad coffee day but a whole bad day! One of those days where even if you walk, you risk falling. 

My day started off with me staying home because my throat wasn't doing good from yesterday and I needed a break, I stayed home planning number of things including that 'make ginger garlic paste' reminder still blinking on my phone. I will do it, I got myself to a point where I took the ginger and put it outside the fridge, so that it gets my attention that I have to do it. I created that reminder after throwing the garlic which mom pealed and left in the fridge when she was here and it was rotten. Do you know how much pain is pealing garlic cloves? Now, I don't know if I will make a ginger paste, but I will do anything before it rots too.

I usually get coffee from the market below my apartment building when I work from home, lately the coffee there's been bad, its not good if I get it after 10, so I went at 9:30 and got a cup for myself but it smelled like there was a fancy sanitizer or a soup and I quickly threw it out thinking about the long nails of  the lady who usually makes coffee, though I complemented her nails once. My imaginations are crazy at times, what if the lady used a sanitizer and touched the inside of the coffee thermos? or what if she didn't rinse the can properly? Anyways, I threw the coffee out and I went in the elevator again to get coffee from starbucks across the street after husband insisting, coz he knows what happens if I don't get coffee - I vine all day. So, I went in the lift and I realized a strong smell and I knew this smell, it was the same which was in the coffee, so it was probably the cleaning spray smell which was so strong that it even got into my coffee when I was coming upstairs in the elevator,  coz I usually take the cup from home and it doesn't have a lid. So, I cracked the smelly coffee case. I don't know if it was possible, but I think it is, coz it was the same smell in my coffee. I then went to starbucks taking my work phone too, thinking I will sit in starbucks for sometime and log on to skype from work phone, but when do I ever have charging in my phone? and the coffee sucked, every sip of it. I hate starbucks, specially the one by my house, coz they always don't have one or the other thing, this time they didn't have sugar and by the time the lady got me sugar my coffee went cold and everyone knows that I like my food and coffee at boiling point.

Not just these two coffee events, I went to the lobby of my apartment where they usually have coffee(not the greatest coffee), but their machine was down and they had a new lavazza coffee brewing machine but they were waiting for installation. So, all my encounters to get a good cup of coffee failed miserably.

By the time I finished having the bad cup of coffees, I had other cravings, it was almost lunch time and I was craving schezwan food, I usually get craving of having spicy food when I am sick. I will admit that one good thing that happened today was that I got a good mapo tofu for lunch. But, when I went to the restaurant to pick the food, I almost fell because the floor was wet and the waitress mopped the floor and didn't put a sign. 

Now comes the main event why I started this blog, today was the first day of volunteering after the kids returned school this year for the Syrian community Network I volunteer at, I was excited and looking forward to it, I was gonna meet the kids after 4 months. I got ready and took a train because it was more convenient to avoid parking on the street.

There are two train stations near my house, a red line station and the green line, the green line is close to my house and during office hours even the red line comes to the station, so I went to the green line station and waited for the train, my phone showed the train will arrive in 10 minutes, I waited for ten minutes and got into the train that came on the station, half way through I realized the stations on my google maps weren't the same as the ones the train was stopping at. I asked the guy beside me - 'Is this red line?' he told 'No, its green.' I got down at the next stop and tried to figure out where I was, I realized I went west instead of North. 

Me - in the library, before starting to blog

I once took a bus and went southbound just looking at the number on the bus, but I had to go north, after that incident I knew which way is north and which way is south, simple directions - they existed even back home and I took the bus everyday, for 6 years and how did I become dumb all together? not knowing what is south, what is north? I blame technology. It made things easy, but it also made human beings brains to stop thinking like - If you want to go North and if you sit in anything going towards North, you cant just sit in it, it can also go west, that's what happened to me today, not only did I sit in a wrong train but also just sat in it for 15 minutes thinking this is a train going North bound it will only go North, not thinking it can also go west. Sorry, if this is too much E/W//N/S, but there was a lesson to learn, to be focused and to pay attention. I felt so bad thinking I cant commute in train without husband? I  drive everyday, but to the same place and use GPS if I am going to a new place and it changes things so much when you are walking and trying to use bus/train. 

I gave up and didn't think of taking a train again to go to the volunteering spot because it was too late. I thought 'be easy on yourself..' and sat in the library of my apartment because the library was cooler than my apartment and I needed a change in set up for the day.

That's all venting for the day. I know too many unnecessary details were shared and the hatred for starbucks was out loud .. After all the events of my day, do you think it was just me trying to find faults in the day or its me doing things wrongly :/

Hi, from the new City!

Alright! I have been thinking of writing (just wrote writing as righting, who does that??hahah) but kept postponing. 

The best timing to write is when you steal time from something else and you are lost and in mood to write. When I say lost I mean, you don't know what to do next. Isn't that the best? Not having to do anything next and not knowing what to do next? Your mind runs at the speed of an ant. That mode is perfect, the ant mode when you are 3/4th awake and still trying to not be a sleep head and trying to ready yourself for the worldly things. Ant mode is the best cos it challenges you to do things like work from home and sit in a cafe and sip coffee for hours and sometimes can also make you write, like me right now. But the coffee slowly kicks in and you think what you should write about.

There's a lot to write about, I just finished one month in Chicago and one month of living with husband. It's really a challenge with everything new, new city, new job and an extra person to live with... Living alone for so many years, it will take me time for my brain to consider an additional person around me while doing things. Right now I think, I do things at my own pace, operate without planning and sharing what I am going to do next or what I am going to cook. Those are few things I need to improve, think about another human being living with me aka husband. Haha. Will get there soon, I hope. 

Anyhow, to share the new friends, acquaintances status - I made zero new friends and attended zero events, with so many events happening in the city, because it's summer..I was always occupied with something stupid where my mind wanted to do something and I was doing something else.

Acquaintances, I am yet to make familiarize with people around me, like neighbors, maintenance, leasing office guys (these are the important people, because they're the ones having power when you need things done). Because, everyone is into their own routine, it's difficult to barge in and introduce yourself, for a person like me- it's a task. I was pissed when I got the meeting invite at work just the morning of the day I was supposed to introduce myself to the giants at noon. I didn't even get ready that day, I don't think I even showered that day, cos the previous day was Eid and I was still trying to come out of the food coma, I didn't want to be at work that day and planned to leave by half day and then in the morning I got a meeting invite for a meeting where new hires introduce themselves to the leadership. It was a disaster, we were told to introduce ourselves, mention our favorite color and hobbies. Mehhh!! I am yet to figure out both of those. I don't think I can, it's useless, what will you do knowing your favorite color? Some colors which you find in India don't even exist here. So, no point! 

I am new to the city, but I have toured it enough with the family and friends families that I can be the primary tour guide for someone. This past weekend, one of my friend from Michigan was here with her mom. I was kind of sick, but I didn't want to say 'No' to be the tourist guide. So, I said yes and started my day at 11 in the morning, only to come back at 10 in night, husband smartly bailed out and attended a fun stand up comedy show at which his friend was performing, I wanted to attend too..but...

So, this time Sears Tower broke the record, it took us 4.5 hrs to go to the top. When we were buying the tickets the estimated time for regular admission showed 2.5 hrs and city pass- which is a quick way to get around was 15-20 minutes. We thought, they just want us to buy the city pass that's why they show numbers like 2.5 hrs and 15 minutes. We didn't know when 2.5 hrs turned into 4.5 hrs..we were so dead we just sat in the line, without caring what people around us thought and just crawled some of the distance. Did you ever feel like ' why do I exist?' That's what I felt..I am sure the aunty who was visiting felt the same ( my friends mom, who's visiting U.S). I was scared that I will pass out and I don't have health insurance. I am yet to transfer that from old work to new work place, will do that today. So, yes...I was feeling like i will pass out and I was thinking I wish I do pass out, at least I will get out of this madness. It's been two days past that trauma and I still feel my eyes sunken and skin dry coz of all the walking in sun whole day. (Picture on the left for you to see what I am talking about, I don't look much different in general, but little better) I promise, I promise I will never do that kind of toursisting again. I was counting that everyone in the family has seen Sears tower, so I don't have to ever go back there again, coz this was my fifth time, then I remembered..sister and my nieces would come next year and I might have to go do the Sears tower Darshan again next year. I will do it wisely next time. 

Reminds me about my old post where I was complaining about being a tour guide in Hyderabad..

Here's the link if you want to read about me complaining more..

https://nameera-nameera.blogspot.com/2009/05/be-gregarious-or-be-waitori-choose.html

Post above is from 2009, feels like a different me, also laughing at my writing style then. 

I chose to express it, totally!

Ok! Everyone knows this but can I take a moment and rant about it. Just because it's my moment and I chose to write about it. Just to vent it out?

No, it's not about politics. It's not about a fight or an argument. It's about a woman and her rush of extreme emotion of thoughts in her time of period.

On a normal day when I see my brother eat, I don't cry. I just feel he's born to eat, khaata peeta bacha hai..that's it. But this weekend, we were all together, me, my sister, brother and his gf and my husband. Desi family unions, you know all we do is eat. I ate too..to an extent and everyone did. But seeing my brother eat, I got very emotional. Because he's dating a white girl, and everytime brother hogs on indian food, I feel had he dated an Indian girl he could ear biryani any day and khichdi, khurma any meal. Ssh hope no one from the family reads this blog, specially the brother. 

Now, I don't know if I have this problem seeing my brother eat - I cry is a normal sister brother scenario or if it's just because some harmones are up and down and hitting wrong notes, making my heart go in wrong directions and creating some salty water flood in my eyes just because I am on a period. 

Why do women have to go through all this? Was the physical discomfort not enough that we have to go through mental torture too? 

One more thing I noticed is, I have a good connection with God, Almighty Allah, and when we are not allowed to pray in this time, I totally feel lost, unable to rely on someone that is the creator sitting up miles high sitting above 7 layers of sky watching us. It's so unfair to be not able to connect with him. They should have thought about some alternative, that hey if you are on your period, you cannot pray but you can still do bla bla bla. 

Now, if this hormonal imbalance thing is mixed with Monday blues, it makes a much worse combination. Double the worries, double the mountain of stress you carry on your shoulder and double the amount of time it takes one to fall sleep. Ugh!! 

I did share it with my sister and husband about how I felt. But..you can only complain so much and cry so much. Imagine, crying because 'brother can't eat indian food coz he's seeing someone who's not indian.' Sounds funny, but any tiny thing you would totally ignore on a normal day becomes as big problem as an issue which needs to be handled by UNO when a woman is on her period. 

I wish there was a way to handle it, other than over eating and blaming bloating when you cannot fit in your regular jeans. 

Hmm..that's all I had to rant. Hope mom/ brother doesn't come across this blog or they would kill me for disclosing personal issues in public. 

Getting basics right.

This might be a short post, I don't know. Hmm..I've been going to malls to pick a shoe which I can wear in this season, when I say this season-its spring but its snowing flaking and still chilly, no I am not going to complain about the climate, I am just an expat so I don't even think I have the right. Before it started snowing I got suede boots not realizing the ice and snow would make sh*t of the boots and my legs too. I wore them couple of times when it didn't snow, they still look worn out the snow aftermath did its job. I managed wearing the leather boots my father got me when I was in ninth standard, I never got a chance to wear them in India. When I came here I wore them for job fairs and interviews and gave them a top shelf corner space - prayed them, now they're dead the snow ate them. :(  The things which my parents get me are very special, I feel so bad to even throw the plastic bags/boxes they send me sweets, namkeen, achar in from India. I remember when my sister got her first job she got my sister the Harry Potter series and brown sandals for me, I still remember them, they had bow in front. We kept our shoes in a shelf under the stair case, I guarded them in the same box they came in, once in a while I would wear them in house and walk around, one day when I opened the box I found the white mouldy fungus thing on the shoes and the leather was ruined, the rain water some how entered into the box and my shoes were gone, the first thing my sis gave with her first salary went in vain, I didn't even wear them once :( Now my younger sister tells she'll get boots for me, when I asked what did you get for me, you are earning now.

Today my friends at work were talking about the skirts and different clothes they wear in summer/fall and I was thinking about my boring clothes and my sisters dialogues in background, more or less I would  just buy a capri and not wear socks with shoes haha!

Coming back to the shoes, last week I got shoes from dsw, the same store whose website I browse at nights when I don't fall sleep. After spending an hour, I got gray suede heals, on a sunday morning I was their first customer, I trashed the requirements again, I wanted something to protect me from snow/cold.

In the evening I wore them and I see they're coming out of my feet when I walk fast. I cleaned them right away and put them back in the box and returned them the next day. It doesn't happen often that I return something which was on sale or clearance but this time I had to..

The plus point of being in India or any tropical place- you don't have to buy different shoes, clothes  for every season. You are not bound to that pain of packing unpacking from the suitcase when the season changes or blame my cupboard size -I don't have a big cupboard/storage. I don't have that many things to do cos I just put on a sweater on the top which I'd wear in spring, summer or fall, but the people who live hear they have a complete different set of clothes, they enjoy buying different clothes for different seasons I guess..at least summer clothes. Haha!I am remembering how mom use to take excuses to buy different sarees every season, before rainy season she'd go for rainy season saree shopping and in summer for cotton sarees and that pain of taking those sarees to dry clean and put on startch.  I think pain is everywhere from buying summer/woolen clothes to buying rainy/summer sarees..I didn't know I would pacify myself on this argument when I was starting my blog. That's what writing is for..at least for me, I can yell, talk, cry or calm myself.

By the way, I went to the mall today and got a leopard print sandals for summer, they were on sale in Payless. Hopefully I won't return them, they were cheap for that price, I am sure mom will like them if I don't ;)

Lights off! Owl.

I was going to get tea for myself my roommate said-'you won't sleep Nameera,' Lets see, I replied.

I started drinking tea when I was in standard seven, since then the day I skip it my head blasts, the hang of it has become less since the time I came here to the US, but then if I drink the same thing anytime after 5 in the evening, I am gone, I don't get sleep for hours in the night.

I don't know how many of you don't get sleep the night before you go to work after vacation or on Sundays, I don't. :( And its been like this always-in school, college every time.

There was a period when I started wat tching all real horror stories on Television and I wouldn't sleep for hours, even if I slept my sleep'd be very disturbing. Shows like Gumrah, its about teenage crimes, and there was one more show where a newly married psycho  guy killed his wife and stored her body in the refrigerator for 15 years, the shows name is 'SHAITAAN' means devil and the advertisements of this show use to just pop up in the middle of no where when i used to watch Bigg Boss.

Funny part is the weird searches I make when I don't fall sleep;

DSW Shoes

Does earthworms spoil the indoor plants

How to chose a right foundation 

What color eye shadow suits dark complexion 

I thought I am not falling sleep because there's very less activity for my body and started going to Gym in the evenings, I also tried drinking warm chocolate milk just before going to bed, its been kind of  legacy in our family in women specially to eat sweet before sleeping, my grand mom use to eat Paan and my mom always had sweet tooth.

Now! after a month I started editing this blog, I don't remember what I wanted to write more about sleeping late at night, before I just go and click that discard button on the top, I'll let u read this and may be I can ask you readers, not that I have many - How do you get a good sleep if something like this happens to you or how do you cut time other than trying to install new apps on your phone or do weird google searches or tilt your blinds of the window to see how many more lights around you in the apartment's turned ON. 

tHE hOsh potch Blog!

Many times heard sis saying/writing 'Shit happens' but never used it...
But today ughhhhh!!I wanna yell 'Shit happens!!!!!!!!!!!!'

Work whole day like a dog, attend class at 5 till 7...you see a  friend  after the class, who can give you a ride to your home...you are all elated coz you don't have to walk one mile home and plan to get chicken from a friends place and cook at your place and then eat..!
Now! you are at your friends doorstep...stupid friend with you's got no keys..and the other roomies are also not at home. You calm down and console your heart to manage with ghaans phoos today, chicken tomorrow.
You are in front of your apartment and you see no lights on...and that's when...when you recall...last time when you forgot your keys you sat in your balcony and wrote a blog! it's time now..time to post..
time to post the forgotten draft....

I don't even know if there's any relation/similarity between me sitting and typing down what all went wrong today and the draft lying in blogger bag past one week. It  shouldn't take you much to transit from frustrated Nameera who forgot the keys to Nameera sitting in cool breeze on public libraries terrace.

Blink!! and you are here...

Blink!!!

'I used to get up in the morning, go for jogging, have flakes in cool milk and then go and sit in the library...'

The last time i had a chat with her, where i was giving her lame excuses for being very busy (not finding time for myself)..she shooted the above lines. Alas! I am here.. sitting in the terrace of  Public Library and cutting time..Libraries are meant to read.. aren't they..that too silently...that too you don't even get a reason to get your glance off your books sight no  going and opening the fridge or moving the lids to check if you can lick something  secretly. If I give this reason to sis for not going to library..then she'll probably say 'You have coffee shop there..'
Ugh!She has all the possible reason to oppose me.
Stop!Stop! It's not that I don't like Libraries or I don't like my sister nagging me all the time...
I am thankful to the library....Library in the college and the public library here, for I get some peace and freedom from the regular telugu/tamil/kannad chap chap chat chat! ten people speaking in all different languages at the same time.. and about sissy nagging..If I am good at anything or atleast mediocre then it's all her grace...More than myself if someone's kept all time eye on me, then it's her, each time trying push me to various things only to discover my personal interest...Books/clothes/hair/studies ..nah! :P In the end after all her yelling, she'd pick a dress, do my hair...something different which she use to think I'd like.

I like  it or not...and I say 'It's Ok' :D
Digressing badly.

Blink!!
Frustrated Nameera's back!
Sorry readers...nothing much to type.
At that point of time on terrace the only thing in my mind was that I am sitting here coz of my sister...trying to develop that keeda of reading books...which I think I've lost big time now..since the time I've come here.
**** end of the blog****

P.S relation/similarity  in me writing a blog at both the different times, different spot about different things...both are written at the same place-'LIBRARY'
 
Coming next post: How I am wasting/ cutting time here and how that can be set right...why do I ponder on that, one stop center 'Sis'. Ask her!! :P

Naya desh and the savings account.

It's been more than a month since I  set foot in this country.
A month gone by and it still feels it was yesterday I landed.
With a wide scope of all the things I observed,Tissue Paper Country is the best term i can use for the country.

The rustic hyderabadi initially find it too difficult to say hi and smile at every stranger passing by. The country's all about Hi!Howdy! In other words hollow and plasticity...lacking emotions...two days and I learned their amenities too." Hi!How are you?" to strangers and "sorry" if you touch them accidentally. Courtesy++!

The first two days, the only thing I blabbered on phone to everyone was 'Kya mummy tissue paper'.
I wonder if USA is actually so concerned about the 'Go Green, Go paperless' concept... then why not Go green, Go without tissue to the loo.? Ah!I seriously don't have any problem using tissues, but spending 16$ on the kitchen rolls, and something similar on the toilet rolls too...bwah!

Water!!!!God! If you look for water, you'll get things better than water BUT nothing less than 1.5$. In this corner they save water... :P I carry a bottle everyday ;)

Now that I am all talking about money, I'll pen down  how I save it or how I stop it getting it out of my account...
*Fill the coffee mug full, infact till the milk overflows the cup.. every time I buy a coffee...no!no I am not buying coffee every day, rarely. One thing I remember when I say coffee, Monika(my roomie) adds all the flavors to the coffee whenever we buy one, Poor chick ends up giving it to someone else before she reaches half  the mug, no, that someone else isn't me..ok! ;P

*Take all the coffee flavor sachets, mayonees/sauce all the packets whatever for free near the coffee table.
Free stuff...never leave it...that's the policy till now.
(My stupid sister cried the last time I told her about the free mayonees ..don't cry Hums the mayoness isn't worth your tears, it's only worth the stupid bread I eat in the morning)

*Free chocolates-I never liked chocolates till now, I remember papa eating all of them at night, coz I use to say 'no,not now' every time and keep them in the freezer. Few stores here at the billing  desk have free chocolates in colorful wrappers and every time i go there I make sure I have one in my mouth before the starting of  purchase and two in my pocket at the time of billing. Initially it looked weird, but now...I go and take them proudly.
Ahem!Ahem...when  this blog was lying somewhere in the drafts, infact yesterday, when i gave a visit  to the same shop...the  man at the counter  said-'those chocklates aren't for free...'  I kept arguing that i take them for free in the evening, that's when the owner of shop's present...the fella at the desk informed that those chocklates are of 30 cents and imagine i've been to the shop 20 times plus...  :P

*Soft board Pins-I take one/two of different color each day I go to the university from the notice board. Trying to make a collection out of it :P

*The hand sanitizer-They're hand sanitizers on the walls and I don't use it for my hands but I take it and put it on someone's face who's around...that's fun. I used it on my hands couple of days, I didn't find it good..so I stopped. Ah! That doesn't matter, I am using it is what matters ;)

*Free samples at Fieldhouse desk- Field house is where we spend time after the class...waste time actually. Sports, Gym and all.. so, here at the check in desk every week they're free samples of shampoo/conditioner, perfume kept...even if guys forget taking it  I take one for them each day till the samples get over. sadly, didn't get any girly stuff  there till now.

For now digest this...
khadoos H1ites  will come up as  soon as i encounter any stupid Indians trying to act  smart or blah blah..when  my blood'd boil and when I can write all Beeep beep stuff :P

All love and Care,
Nameera.

So much in a day!!

I've been waiting for something to happen..so that I can post it here...Everyone here knows that I write only when something jaw dropping, gloomy or blissful happens, coz like Sis and like other good blogger friends I don't know how to pen on and on and prove a point neither  I am a poet, painter nor  a cook :P

Coming to the point..I was waiting for something to happen, but something like this?Oh no!spare me please!

It's called 'Verilog' a programming language...which we hardly knew. last exam and I wanted to give my best, atleast not  a backlog..not once did it happen that it's my last exam and I didn't write it well...this way results tension always came along with the end of  exams..and so did it this time too..

I never faced such a paper, 8 questions, you know 1.5!!

Invigilator showed mercy and the exam hall turned all noisy..pouring water on my efforts to put something into the paper and atleast score a pass mark.

3 hours passed somehow and came the long waited end!

Forgetting the paper we enjoyed ourselves, for we'd not meet again, like this together anytime from now.

They tore papers, hugged and few of them cried-from the other batch the computer sciences chicks, we electros are strong, with a thousand watt of power in our friendship, which'd never end with the college.

The first person to call and congratulate was potter sis-Hums(whom I thought was mum,with so much noise around),then Orkut bhai Annu and then I called my sissy and then the last was Jeetu..

I took my cam to capture the last moments...we took loads of photos and as it was late  to go party somewhere, few of us went to a near by place and  celebrated it with cool drinks and pastries...!how can a naughty mind not use the cream?I applied all the cream on a friends face..someone on the tables said-'hey take a picture..'

Pastries were over,now it was time for pani puri!few of them unjoined...only three of us left.

Don't know for what reason I opened my bag..and to my horror my cam was missing!No!!

I kept whining,'it's gone...it's gone!what'll I tell mom now?'

Except how to find it, numerous ideas rushed into my mind..

-Someone snatched my bag and ran away...thank God I am safe!

-I forgot the camera  in the morning..I kept it on sofa..it's not here?the bai must have taken it :P

-Create a scene-fake drama in which the thief unscrew the windows grill and scatter all the things in room and also disconnect the L.C.D, but Oh no! I came while the thief was trying to take the L.C.D away, he kept it on the washing machine outside and ran away with what all he got from the room = camera from the L.C.D cupboard :P

-Forget about the camera..When it's absence is discovered-' what do I know?I didn't see it!'

learnt this from Jeeju, he gave me this tip when I broke one of my sissy's vase in B'lore :P

Other two friends of mine ran their minds on how can we get it back and I kept whining..

Keshu encouraged, 'Don't worry you'll get it back, and if it had to go..then we can't help it even I lost a cell..' Butool(B) said,'that was just a cell, this is a camera!!'

Bad exam, and a lost camera aggrevated the gloom...

Dialled to friends who'd help me accessing the bus driver uncles  number in which we came..Coz I vividly remembered keeping it in my bag after seeing the photos in the bus, and with all my senses present there was no thief around who'd have flipped it...

The only way to see the camera back was either in any of my friends bag or in the bus.

Both had zero probability coz no one took my cam, then I recollected-they wanted  a picture,when I was playing with the pastries cream..called all of them who were present there...but luck doesn't come calling every time.

Dialled the class rep and took the contacts of people who could give us the drivers uncles number..after few dials got the  number and he told us that the bus is kept in a garage and he didn't see any cam, coz he was the one who closed all the windows of the bus and parked it there.

I disconnected the phone, both of my friends were reluctant to get back home or see it tomorrow morning..

We dialled him again and I didn't talk this time B spoke and took the address of the garage, it was near a road which leads to airport..not much far though..

He said, 'you can't go there alone, its all dark and you also have dogs there.' hearing this all the horrified scenes came into my mind..a man following us with  a knife in his hand, a dog running after us etc;

The man agreed to come and we decided to go there..the moment we took an auto Mom called asking where I was, I lied that we are at Gandipet(water park near our college)and waiting for the buses.

I disconnected the call  to avoid her questions..

Potter sis called again and again shouting-'you know what's happening here in the city?'

two unknown men gunned down two policemen, and the city was on alert.

I again lied 'I have no battery in my cell..I'll call you soon.'

Reached the place..I was sure I wouldn't get it back..I had thoughts that the driver uncle must have taken it and only to prove his innocence tomorrow when we'd blame him of the missing camera from the bus he's coming so far for our rescue.

The auto fella said-21!I said' why 21?take 5*3=15!won't give 21..'he argued argued, I took out two tens and gave him..saying I don't have one rupee..he again started 'merko ek rupaiyya milta,tum woh bhi nahi dete?'

gave him a rupee..a rupee sounded so big then..with a camera of thousands gone a rupee would obviously sound big.

We walked to some distance, the driver uncle called again..I was sure now..he took it!he's acting helpful, only to save himself.

He was standing there with a torch in his hand..it was all dark, with few dogs around..not resembling the garage I imagined :P

I stepped into the bus first and then stopped..asked my other friends to go first.

We sat in the last third row..B saw it and screamed..It was lying there in the corner.

I jumped!jumped and kissed both of them...

I felt sorry about what all I thought of the man who helped us.

I don't know what'd have happened that night if I'd not have got it.

Thanks to both the sweet hearts and Driver uncle.

I am A +ve (read positive)!!

Frustration,stress at its peak..life's been all of Sorrys these days....
Through this blog of mine I'd like to apologize all of them..who I've been rude to....


Ok...Chalta hai...just a gossip..
Me:Mummy,friend X's brother has bought an i phone lately and she says-'Bhaiyya ka phone use karte karte Mujhe touch screen ki adaat ho gayee..'
Huh!
Fifteen days later:
Mum buys Nokia 5800-touch screen(No I didn't insist her to buy that..I told her to buy any 5-6K one..)

(Me sitting on the sofa watching TV with Mum..)
My younger sis:Mummy,using your phone,I got accustomed to touch screen.
***drops jaws*****

Ok..Ok...Chalta hai...atleast when it comes to Dhoni...or yuvraj or Srishant...or..or...
Bro preparing for his exam and me disturbing him with my IPL chat...
Me:Chennai Superkings lost again...Dhoni chala gaya hoga facebook per update dene...
Bro laughs with no comments.(Pat would have come the reply if it was Srishant or Yuvi)
Me:Before he used to say only facebook facebook..now Twitter,Orkut every social networking sites tune he's singing...if he'd have concentrated on the game,they'd have won.saw AIRCELS new add?
Bro:Poor man,he's just advertising for that...doesn't mean he's always on facebook/Orkut.

Ok...Ok..Chalta hai...you are in a bad mood...
Bro:What are you texting since so long..?
Checks my sms and says-'smsing or mailing?What are you texting..?'

Me:Keshu's coming tomorrow after a month....I have a surprise planned for her and I asked this friend of mine to help me and she says-'you tell everything at the last moment'.
I scolded her badly and so is the Sms about.(with a wide smile and  a feeling of acheivement).

Bro:What's great in that?It looks bad...when you scold friends..as if showing attitude...lowering them,pretending-you work,care more than them....

The way bro said..I didn't really mean making my friends feel something like that...
Some times you don't see what others feel...Option A or Option B you want to vent out all the frustration, you need a punching bag..and you start...And it's always been the same with me..Everytime.

I felt ashamed and proud at the same time for the way my younger brother looks at life...

So.. from now on...nahi chalega!nahi chalega...!

I remember last year on my birthday,mid night..I recieved the most unexpected calls...and it was then I wrote in a novel which I was reading-'All are good...I am the only one who thinks negatively about everyone...from now on I take an oath 'I'll abandon pecimissm and sadism...'

Ah..ah that was a birthday...so I am given other chance no?

Its The results time!!!!

15th Feb..
Two of my friends Paper presentation tomorrow..and I thought I shouldn't go sleep at home like a jerk!So..we went to our friends place and started work..Aunty who always urged us to eat!eat wasn't there at home unfortunately...
We started work..the date of PPT was given months ago but you see students 'born to be lazy attitude..'

We were rushing things and suddenly comes the phone of 'we fought last week we aren't much talking now' friend,I was surprised..why did she call..we haven't been talking much those days.This is the same friend who gives my result every time..It's been 4 years and not once did I see my result with my own eyes.I thought she always gave good results, so tell-a-result job was hers!always!

She said,'Results are Out!'
I always got my results when I am at home.I started wondering..What!Now?I am at someone else's place..I don't want everyone to hear a bad news.

Every time she gave me the results directly,this time she says 'I passed,server's slow..I'll let you know yours..'
University's official site hangs server at times like this..
We tried,tried from our place..I already told the two of them that..leave my results,I am unauthorized to do that.The lucky pigeon would give the good news..u see :P

We stopped working and I sat praying loudly to God..saying-'please God!please..'in my most annoying tones.Other friend played snakes on her phone and another was glued to the screen waiting for the site to display results.

Meanwhile,messages poured in-see my result too!What about my result..I too irritated my friend messaging,calling her every 1 minute 55 seconds.And she always sent a busy tone.

Phone rings!Tring!Tring!
(Not tring tring,my favorite,lucky(I believe) Harry potter tone,which I didn't change past one year)
She tells the same thing again..site's not working properly..I'll let you know.

I kept crying-'Mujhe last year me fail ni hona..main kya face dikhaongi apna agar kuch hoga toh..' and all..I shoot all emotional blackmail dialogues at times like this..coz I feel God's got Power to change things..Here they say-'A leaf wont move without Allah's wish'
so..You see ..I always try to patao God at the last moment.

Phone rings!
Pigeon says-'You Cleared them all..pass!'
I drank the glass of water which I kept aside saying, 'I wont drink it untill I hear my results..' :P

Then I again asked,if I really cleared all of them,Every time its the same fear..it's been three years,but our lecturers so much scared us saying,'Expect the Unexpected from JNTU!'
And ya..ya..they said it true.
The pigeon said 'You scored 75%'
This one's the highest %le I scored ever till now!I donno..I didn't feel that great..Coz there's much to be achieved,still...other than numbers on my memo sheet.

Ahem!Ahem!Other two friends of mine also cleared all their subjects.

I reached home about ten..and slept!It wasn't like any other results day.All so not happening.

Yesterday..I bunked my classes,you see friends PPT.
I came across one of my lecturer whose class I bunked,I ran out of her sight..
I got to hear from someone that the same lecturer was inquiring about me.My face changed color.

Today...
Another lecturer in the class,during attendance..
She started the roll call..my roll no.. Roll no 28!
I answered present..she raise her eyebrows and and said-'Heard you topped in EMI..'
I:I donno...mam I didn't see my marks yet.
She Shook her head in despair 'What men!You donno..'
The back benchers after me muttered-'yesterday mam was asking about her...she wanted to accolade her..'

This was the same lecturer from whose sight I ran yesterday,bunking the class.

I was shocked..EMI was the one in which I thought I'd flunk.And I remember I cursed JK coz he wished me luck before this exam and it went bad..and since then Whenever JK wishes me luck..I say,'Ho gaya satyanash..tu kyun bola best of luck..' :P


I felt great...!!great...marvellous!I felt a bit more like zero after a long time..long long time..

Thanks!thanks ..thanks Mam for letting everyone know that I topped.Though I wonder what she might have gossiped!She never concentrates in the class..how she might have topped?She never writes with a pen,how did she top?Or She never took my notes how she topped? ;P

Cutting?Passing?Wasting time!!

Everything’s been so boring these days...nothing much happening..so is the blog today.Past few weeks have just been like play,stop!play stop!Like running the same cassette over and over again..you can take it as cd if you want..(i know it wasn’t that funny).

It’s raining fasts in AP these days, thanks to Sonia gandhi that i didn’t mention Telangana here..The separate Telangana moment, nothing but the change in headlines of news papers, deaths of a few innocent people..publicity to the evil drama king KCR, his son and lime light for few of the long slept MLA’s..nothing else!Ah...Nothing else?nothing else?? Pour a tumbler of water on your face lazy!!ya....this laziness is the aftermath of what i’ve gone through all these days..what happened?oh..what didn’t happen!!

It’s been a long long longgggggg time I went out for shopping...The tickets we booked for Paa’s show, the show got cancelled..EXAM POSTPONED !!twice thrice,everyday!!and its on 2^nd of jan now, means don’t celebrate!You have to study,drop all your plans till 2^nd!! why does this happen to me only? :(

So..I was telling what lazy me’s been upto.. running..running in the morning and then doing some exercise not lying on the yoga mat and sleeping ..ah..I donno what cloud of sadness has been over me it was day before yesterday that i was working out and suddenly this song played on my dvd kal ho naa ho...and I never listen to sad numbers coz i start crying if I do so..but donno..I felt like crying,crying this time..so I didn’t change it, cried cried for what? For I had nothing to do?For I had enough time to cry? : P Arey....!!I cried coz SRK was dying.... :D hmm..i cried coz i was bored! :D hmm..ok ok!i cried coz its good if you cry sometimes..simply for no reason!And then I try to figure out why my lacrimal glands started shedding fluid, then the first and only vision I get is of my sis, I donno if it comes to put a stop on my tears or it’s coz I miss her..ah..no!i don’t miss her..We talk almost daily!may be she comes to put a stop on them...coz ders no such grief for which I ‘d shed tears! thanks to God..Hmm..and on the next number I danced danced :D Then hot hot tea!!thanks to God,i don’t have to do all on my own..and then mast breakfast! then Ma Pa rushes to office putting us under house arrest saying..their’s fuss in the city beta,don’t go outside it isn’t safe!Even after everything's clear,all fine!huhh!Till then I eat my sis and my other online pals heads...Social networking sites were never my cup of tea,since hue left I rarely use orkut and I never liked facebook,dont know for what reason,may be coz I don't get a chance to spy there or may be coz of its boring format!!boredom led me to use facebook too or should I say playing on facebook...the Farmville!what boring game it is!And i wonder, how people play it ..so big big farms..God!My sis and my bro’s too addicted to it now a days.poor people under house arrest we resorted to farming :P

Thanks to HBO and star movies it lessened my grief...I saw the stupidest movies I ever imagined I’d see- Tinker bell,Wanted,Dev D :P,Tum mile,All the best.The only ones I liked were Twilight(I didn’t read the book,so it wasn’t bad for me),The ugly truth and I wanted to see Ni-shabd- from-many-days-its-buffering-now! :D what else can a useless person do??God!!This all scares me of becoming a jobless and of becoming a house wife! :P How do they pass time??

Ah..another thing i’ve been doing..this again brings me to the sad sad mood..I couldn’t finish P.S i love you,since 2 months..!!ah..i read it daily on bed, and not more than a page am asleep..that too deeply!!That sad and boring it is,finally I got rid off the book, how?I saw the movie!!ting!ting!!hahhaha!And now,i’ve started reading Morning Noon and night by Sidney ,the events in this book takes place so quickly that I feel i should return to P.S.i Love you again.. :P .My taste in books too has changed I guess,or I don’t even know what to read? Haaaaah!

Donno why Sis too started writing all sad sad blogs like a sad puppy and one of my favorite blogger Amith,he stopped blogging..it was all sad sad...That’s it!that’s how it went..all these days..

Ah!Nishabd is almost buffered,I’ll watch it before the power woooosss..ok!

For the sake of.....

Comments on last blog are enough...It's been so long i blogged..and everyone around are bored seeing the same blog on my page(including me)..so a new one!like every time i have nothing to describe,give views on a particular thing.so..this one's gonna be random like my sister does,ranting on and on..on all things she come across whole day :D
Exams!Exams!Exams!They got postponed so many times that if i'd have made an entry on every time it got PP'd my number'd have reached 40+ from 33..no!they started from 16th only...16th to 20 was hectic!very hectic one exam after another..it was like padho!ya maro! and then..5 holidays for next exam another 5(now)for next and..more 13 for the last one!JNTU zindabad!They changed the schedule for CAT aspirants.so..this delay would fetch no good to geniuses like me.
Hmm...I always thought,why's mum like this-gardening,cooking cooking,feeding us every time the same way like we wouldn't get anything to eat afterwards..,Sis joined the same category..Mom always nagged-don't know what she'll do away from home(though it's a different story today that when I praise sis,she says 'I always knew-my sincere beta!") :P..Sis joined the same category.

• Took jeejs to some nursery for buying plants.
• started Knitting.
• She starts cooking quick after she comes from office(I refused to agree,my bro told me so ,when he went at Sis's place to Gurgao!)
• She's fond of money plants.(Mum must have told dhan ayega!)
  
• She've suddenly started liking Govt servants.(here she became wiser i think)

• Feeds hubby like hubby didn't eat since donno how long(Jeeju,nothing towards you ok!)

I've observed only this things..
And..and..and..i already told you that this post'd hold all random things..
Hmm...The scooty(kinetic flyte) sissy sent me,I am unable to drive that!!grrr!!I always said my friends"Huh!Nameera,wont learn driving a scooty or anything,ok?directly four wheeler!"And I also tried learning a car ..then I thought,If i'd start driving on roads,fear of riding a four wheeler would go and then i can learn four wheeler easily.But now! :(
I bought red chappals too,to match it!My tagheuer red frame to matches it.(Yes!I took the frame into my hands and saw the spelling of -tag-heuer!)The same frame is worn by SRK you know...when i told the same thing to Pa,he scolded why do you have to compare yourself with a man dancing on roads!(hawww!!SRK look what papa said).
Spelling mistakes remind me...I forgot the spelling of-receiver,absorption,center and at times while writing I was confused if to use their or there during the paper!I felt so shamefull seeing small Darsheel(taare zameen par fame kid)doing an add of spell a bee! :(
I don't have anything more now...!!
This post was only to save my record of posting things every month,not for all you desperate readers like I said at the top of my blog! :P

Biggest Loser jeetega!!

Ask who's the biggest looser of the day..
I'll tell you...
Loser part 1:
A month ago:
Me,Mum and Potter sis at passport office to renew our passports.
Mums and hums done,mine the old man rejected coz I made a mistake in writing my address in the Online registration form and I had no xerox of my board:(
But for what he reject my form was for the address.
****I was upset,mum cheered me by buying a dress..(hey she doesn't buy me dresses every day..this is the same one,the time time we were going out of station(the village one))*****


Last week:
filled my online form and I had a doubt about my surname... :P(I don't know my surname How awful!!)
I asked Pa and he gave me a wrong surname!He gave me wrong surname??First name as Surname and Surname as first... :( And this I realized after sticking the photos on the forms and after tagging them.


This week:
I filled the form again and pasted the photographs!Yes all done,me's at the passport office..5th is the current number being processed mine is 23!...My number comes...I go...
She marked under my fathers name with a red pen"No initials allowed.."
(as far as i know initials are Mr,Mrs,Ms...but no!for this lady Mohammed can't be written as Mohd...I thought Mohd was universal and accepted,i hardly remember writing it fully)
I showed the lady all the proofs i.e birth,address and here comes educational qualifications..I took my b.tech originals and xerox too..and my board of intermediate too..she asks me my tenth certificate.why tenth?as far as I know tenth certificate was needed for D.O.B and for that I took a custodian certificate from my present college stating me's born on so and so date!
She said "Madam,you go and do a research on this,unless and until you have tenth certificate ..."
I should go and do a research on this eh?
I started shouting"the last time i came he sent me coz of the address and now you say..."


Dialled Ma.. and cried.."Mummy,I couldn't do it..ma..I am a looser!ek passport ni bana payee main...."Mum consoled then rang Jeetu and cried with the same pitch of Mummy....he said "Mummy kya karegi..?"huhh!!I called expecting some pity!!

Story doesn't end here!!!
Loser part 2:
Every time I mess up I go shop,window shopping! :P
But this time I had to exchange something...it was stamped "No Exchange!"(In caps with no exclamation ..heehee).I thought ah...they'll do it ,no big deal..no they didn't do it!no exchange!

Loser part 3:
I was also rejected coz I had no tenth Memo's xerox,I first thought I'll take it tomorrow but from somewhere came kabir's athma in me"Kal kare so aaj kar aaj kare so ab!"
I thought lets go and take it from the colleges office(they took our all the memo originals while admitting in to an engg college,so that students like me don't run away in the mid!)College is located some where in the outskirts and colleges office is some where in city.
I went into the office "06-10 batch,I need a xerox of my board certificate.."
The man in the office"who told you that you'll get your certificates here?They are there in college!"

Mummmmy :( :(
Who am I supposed to ring now?


Loser part 4:
I didn't know the way so,I took an auto...asked him "lakdi ka pool?..".he nodded.
I sat wondering..when will he take a turn?when will he..?
he asked me"lakdi ka pool's gone na,where do you have to get down?"
I shouted "I was waiting for you to take a turn..."
he said"there's-no- U- turn - madam!"

I walked all the way... :(
I didn't understand,when there was a place to use common sense,why did I take a detoured way!!

So at least you people pity na??
At last....
I heard" biggest loser jeetega..,"who said this?my sister must be knowing this.. :D

Disaster!!!grrrr!!!

College re-opened!Project work..this that..
I so soon get bored of things!
2 days left for Project report submission,and me was hungry to watch a movie.
My sis took my phone and started dialing to imax(Imax is this hi-fi types multiplex,I always think why to waste so much on a movie..and give a low budget options to people who accompany me,but they throw a big No! at me and my budget plans miserably fail every time) .i kept her asking.."hey it's recorded message eh?hey am I being charged?toll free hain kya?"
She nodded.I started shouting,"why did you dial..?if it's not free..you always waste my balance..grrrr!!"
She backfired!!"Kanjoos!Are you doing a favor watching a movie?why do you want it to be toll free?"

(Hmm..i had nothing to say!!(But it's ought to be toll free ...no?so many people do that,book tickets on phone,so is it not supposed to be a toll free...?toll free case arises when one's in emergency...so..we were in one na..? :P..at least I was)

After much persuasion,Mom and the migraine potter sis agreed to come.
I thought we can get the tickets anywhere in abids(these are those low budget theaters!) :P
We roamed..roamed...for the tickets,i had no idea where the picture'd be screened but it'd be screened !i was that optimistic!the auto meter showed 119 and still no tickets no movie!coming half way through to some theater,Mum said"I won't watch a movie in this 1980's theater!auto imax lekar chalo!"
and my sister,she took a chance and said"and you are going to pay for the auto and the tickets!ok?"
Poor moi had nothing to say..i squealed... :(

We finally went to Imax,I thought ok! i have The proposal and ice age to choose here,woww!!
As i gave the options to that ticket wala(ah..what is he known?.. :P)he said:"house full!house full!"

Mum and sis frowned at me like anything..
Mum said "lets go home back..."
Suddenly from somewhere came a girl"You want shortcut tickets?"
What was shortcut?ah..it was ShortKut!!(the movie name was shortKut with a K)
I nodded NO!
Mom said"ok lets go for it.."
We don't know the star cast and go for a movie eh?I didn't even see the promos..
Mom said"It's house full na..it must be good only..we came this far..we'll see come,Time pass!"
Ok!!

star cast:arshad warsi,amrita rao(in a package that showed how!how poor the production unit was)and akshaye khanna!
EEKS!!!!!!!!!!!!How can i take these cheepoos names here on my blogger?they pakaoed me for threee hours!
what was the story!!!uhhhhhhhh!!blunder,made out of boredom kinda script,I didn't understand if it was a serious flick or comedy,if it was supposed to be a comedy then why did the jokes fell so flat?

it was disaster!!
And i had to flow my money on tickets of this pakao movie eh? mummmy!!!!!


Lesson learnt:
never go to a multiplex without booking a ticket!
specially:never go with your mom n sis with out booking the tickets..that too on a weekend!

There can be no short-cut for buying tickets!!Never do that...

Time to get paid for being a waitor! :P

Ah...cousin xyz is here and...
I've been invited to return the favor of their once home-coming stay!
That might sound bitter,weird...and also confusing!
And I don't know to what extent is my theory true...

Well..would discover that and post another one if it's false(which I feel isn't!and will not be!)

And rather blabbering here on that...I would love write-how elated my maate was...is in fact..about the visit...

She took us to sec'bad in the false pretext of shoping for buying a dress(for a 1.5 yr old kiddo) and T.P material which she'd give to people around in the trip,for which we'd start today-27th june 9:45..narsapur express..

Determination is the factor which surely a shopper needs,is what I realised...
Yesterday:
We searched half a dozen stores from general bazar to Ginni n Johny..I always thought-smaller the size lesser the cost!
How stupid are the theories I build!huhh!
Ask him for a fancy dress,he says"650!"
What??? :O

Not for any thing would I let ma buy that,..huhh!

Then,was this "we can give a hand bag to xyz's dotty no?"

Then,"painting Kit for..."
:D

And I have stopped all this "Unhonees"..by my chalaaak tactics!
And took her to shoppers stop and made her buy me a dress instead!!
That's Me!! ;)

Stopp!!I am not selfish!
She already bought dresses,sarees,don't know how many dozens of bangles from char minar!
And I am sure she's going to shed money there too..so...I took a chance..and played clever..good na?

Today:
Mom bought all the things which I didn't want her to!
grr!! :P
Poured water on all my attempts....Let go!I got a dress ;)

For now,I am quite excited,coz I'll be traveling in train after ah....I think 6 long years..
Wuppie!!!!!!!!
quite excited!!
Would attempt getting into the running train like Kareena in Jab we met! :D
Lets see..
Will try trains food too.. :P
The sad part is I can't feast my eyes with the darkness outside the train at night coz we are going in a/c :(
And yeah t.p in train and rest of the trip I've got "the best laid plans" by Sidney,God father and eragon..
I promise I'll complete atleast one of these two..eragon's definitely not for me ...
khee khee

Mom bribed us by promising us beaches and a look at submarine on the trip for our presence..

My chance now...
VIP treatment eh?
the aur dalo aur dalo..(overloading of plate)?
Ok @ Vip treatment but aur dalo...no ways!I've promised myself that I won't let my hard work of past one month go in vain..

beaches,submarine,meadows...coconut trees,prawns(yummmmm..)
I am coming...

I think I should rush now....Or else I 'll really have to catch the running train..like bebo.. :P
I'd have...but,I am not used to trains so...
Astalavista... :)

Love you!!Blogger! :P
readers too...

I donno!

It would sound dramatic,if i start with ..."Main aisi kyun hoon..main aisi kyun hoon..."
but I really mean it...

It's gotta do with decision making..

I wonder,what I'd do if there was no one to take a decision..
thanks Ma pa..;)

caution:
If you've got any work,you can please switch it on to the other side..
I am trying to figure out things I know ;)

I donno-series one:

1:What do you think this dress would suit me?
--I donno..take it if you like it..U are the one who's gonna wear it na..
(I've never choose a single dress for myself till now..though I am 20!I want Ma or humz to be always beside me...I come empty hands when ever I went alone to shop!)

2:What should I prepare for the dinner?
--check what's there in fridge no..
***No comments**

3:Hey!you coming to college tomorrow eh?
--I donno lets see..if i get up early..
(I remember,the number of times I ditched my friends by turning up to the college,saying I wouldn't!)
**sorry for that,all you!**


Ah...there's a sense of positivity..
I can't remember anything more..which I believed I didn't knew.. :O

The blog Is getting contradictory eh?
or I gave up under estimating Myself?

ah..I donno..
^^^was this supposed to take a point number 4? :D

stop those ah..huhh's!I cautioned you,didn't I?

The weirdest and funniest(sounds to me though shameful) was:
In a chat:
Me:How are you?
Sis:I am good,how are you?You still don't know..no?

Be gregarious or be a waitor! i choose....

Yeah..how can I forget blogging on my cousins visit...?I promised that I'd do a -"xyz cousins,hai!hai!" here..
Not that I don't like them,it's only that they came late..ah..long story..it's only that they came when I didn't want them?;P ah..coz they didn't come when i needed them..neither did I go..so what? huhh!

what i wanna say is-if they didn't need me then..since 20 big years..then why do they want me now?Oh ok..you expect me to cry..rant on this..??forget it..
***khee khee***

The night of my last exam..my mom came elated saying-"..oh they are coming..do you know who all are coming?"
My face changed the color and I asked-"some ones coming..??who all are coming?"
My alien cousin was coming to get coached on how to crack IELTS...and along with her came my aunt..and another aunt and cousins(not alien ones).. :P
And what this all meant was..work!work and work!
I uttered a - "Oh no....!" what? I am not a complete recluse..but Am I supposed to serve the guest,work work..on my first holiday..??After all the hard work..exhaustion of a two week and a half...No!!

And all the cleaning and dusting embarked,at the night itself,in fact the moment she informed us that they'd be arriving,she gave a bunch of instructions..do this..do that..Poor moi!write exams and come do labor! huhh!

I don't know why mom goes a complete crazy,when some ones to come home...Cook cook..cook..
as if they never ate.. And are hungry..since donno..how long decades.. :P
And seeing Ma Pa joins her too..duhh!but I never did..and would neither do..I believe in feed the poor and hungry..rather over stuffing the mighty.

I watched and watched as Ma kept passing me the trays..I am not kanjoosh!!this all was not necessary..right?they would survive with out a sweet dish,every time they sit on the dinning table..? No? :P

And then started the Hyderabad dekho..program..
They said "lets go to the Golconda fort.."
Mom obviously nodded and I intervened "Mom humz aint home yet..you ppl go!!enjoy!!have fun.."(humz=my potter sis)
enjoy!have fun..means I am declaring that ..i don't wanna come.Mum took me aside and said "they don't come regularly..ok?You don't have to act smart..get ready quickly.."
Poor moi..couldn't do any thing..I had to go..
And..I kinda enjoyed it..climbing all the stairs..haww!I burnt few calories at least ;)
What all it was -snaps!snaps! and snaps..

I really get annoyed when I am interrupted,every moment-go get this....pass this..to her..serve her..aur dalo..aur dalo..at the dinning table than eating peacefully,so I preferred being a waiter and did a full time waiter job,as long as they were at my place..

U must be thinking..how anti-social element I am..yes..I am..!I have been like this..since I was born..what can i do?I was born like this..duhh!Not my mistake..

I remember this,funny thing..we went to a fruit juice center,and every one ordered their favorites,me and a few of them ordered mosambi..it was yakkk!!eeks!!(look I don't even have words to describe its yakkiness! :P)I was sweating..and my throat going all dry.. I drank it..zip..zip..all I wanted was some thing to clear my throat and mom and the others were planning to return it..and ask for a new one,in place of that..poor hawker!!they did..and they drank..!huhh!

And after a few days,they went off..and happy ending...what else..and yaa...I lost my money in housie and also lost at cards...looser!

And..look did I do a hai hai here??nahhhh.....no?