When was the last time you set your feet somewhere and you are literally blown back by this strong wind of memories, pictures,that-happened-theres and you feel like just closing your eyes and wish someone would give you a free trip to the past !
And that is where I found myself a day ago, when I set my feet at SM Street ( ‘mittayi theruvu’). The Sweet Meat street. The shopping hub of Kozhikode city. The place where you are sure you’ll FIND something , even if it’s the most impossible thing to find in the rest of the world.
I wouldn’t claim to be the biggest fan of SM street during my graduation years. I used to inevitably return with my special ‘Kozhikkodan’ headaches everytime I spent more than an hour there. A headache I almost yearn for now. About the headache. As much as I blame it on the crowd or the sun, I know from within ( and always knew it ), that this headache was mostly my shopping-o-phobia playing with my weaker nerve. Those inevitable trips for the onam-saree-jewellery stitching and shopping. The farewell saree shopping.The last minute run for the Farewell-costumes and props. The shopping-for –the sake-of shopping trips. The birthday shopping for my best friend’s boy friend ( Trust me . I’ve never hated the stuff guys wear more).The lens shopping ( after the eye-infection and visit to Vasan’s eye care). The Ragam dance-group shopping( I’LL NEVER forgive you dance devils for making me do that picking-up-from-the-tailor’s job).The one-hour-before-the-movie shopping. Trust me. There was always a reason to visit SM Street.
As I stood there, in the midst of the bustling crowd, I was thankful for those memories. There was a time when I honestly thought none of it would come to an end. That May 2009 would never happen. And yet it happened. May 2009 did come. The batch of 2005-2009 did graduate. The proud graduates did make their way into life outside NITC. Yet , there is that invisible thread that holds us together still doing its job of holding us together. The thread which makes sure that whenever an NITCian meets another NITCian , there is never an awkward pause or a what-do-i-say-next dilemma.
Somethings should be just left unsaid. And the rest that was to follow shall remain that way. Unsaid:)
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
'You might just as well say,' added the March Hare, 'that "I like what I get" is the same thing as "I get what I like"!'
The times I love to be with myself.With the incessant drizzling. A hot cup of tea. And lots and lots of time for myself( without feeling guilty ). I probably should be one satisfied person. The choices I've made doesnt seem to be so bad. Atleast,as of now, they seem pretty logical and earthly.
Transition time! After a ripe 11 months of 'professional' life, I'm gearing up for another 'college' life. And for the past 2 weeks I've seldom slept without waking up in the middle of the night with nightmares about new people, the new city, the new life.AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaahhh!! (oops..thats the real me)
Did I make the right choice. For a person who cant decide on what to eat for lunch, I guess I've done a pretty neat job this time. And as much as I want to write more, at the moment, I'm confused about whether I've to go back to my lazing around looking out or continue with this.mm...Maybe later:):)
Cya folks! Guess I'm beginning to like what I get:)
Transition time! After a ripe 11 months of 'professional' life, I'm gearing up for another 'college' life. And for the past 2 weeks I've seldom slept without waking up in the middle of the night with nightmares about new people, the new city, the new life.AAAAAAaaaaaaaaaahhh!! (oops..thats the real me)
Did I make the right choice. For a person who cant decide on what to eat for lunch, I guess I've done a pretty neat job this time. And as much as I want to write more, at the moment, I'm confused about whether I've to go back to my lazing around looking out or continue with this.mm...Maybe later:):)
Cya folks! Guess I'm beginning to like what I get:)
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
Sugar plum
You're my Honeybunch, Sugarplum
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
spikum-spukum-spum,the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to YOU
BECAUSE
YOU ARE SO DEAAARRRR ..( this is the point were my kid sister(8 year old ) gives me that neck-breaking hug).
We have our routines. Me and my li'l sister!
-->The chicken dance with the bum-HI5s!
-->The I'm-HOME routine where she comes running from one end of the room( Totally movie style and booyyyy Can she run) and Jumps onto me( standing at the other end of the room) and Kisses me right on the lips( Yeah. I'd hate it if she ever grew up and stopped doing that )
-->THe LOVE talks. For her, love is what oru cherukkanum pennum( one guy and a girl) has for each other and they kiss and get married.She simply cannot accept it when I tell her I 'love' my brother and that I 'love' her..And she simply says "ayyyee...CHE!( which is like EUUUU )'
My adorable li'l sister . This one is for you:)
Pumpy-umpy-umpkin, You're my Sweetie Pie
You're my Cuppycake, Gumdrop
spikum-spukum-spum,the Apple of my Eye
And I love you so and I want you to know
That I'll always be right here
And I love to sing sweet songs to YOU
BECAUSE
YOU ARE SO DEAAARRRR ..( this is the point were my kid sister(8 year old ) gives me that neck-breaking hug).
We have our routines. Me and my li'l sister!
-->The chicken dance with the bum-HI5s!
-->The I'm-HOME routine where she comes running from one end of the room( Totally movie style and booyyyy Can she run) and Jumps onto me( standing at the other end of the room) and Kisses me right on the lips( Yeah. I'd hate it if she ever grew up and stopped doing that )
-->THe LOVE talks. For her, love is what oru cherukkanum pennum( one guy and a girl) has for each other and they kiss and get married.She simply cannot accept it when I tell her I 'love' my brother and that I 'love' her..And she simply says "ayyyee...CHE!( which is like EUUUU )'
My adorable li'l sister . This one is for you:)
I Do!
Aha!!! For all those who were misled to thinking that I’m going to get hitched..
I have no intention of being ‘TIED UP’ BY THE KNOT anytime in the near future.
This blog is about another WHINE reason of mine. About why I agree with anyone and everyone during an argument. Trust me I DO! After an initial resistance of probably 2 minutes, I give in.
Now when I come to think about it. There could be many reasons I react to an ARG situation this way.
P.NO.1: Me
P.NO.2: The argue-mate!
Reason no.1:
I don’t really enjoy being with people who are not happy. And people tend to be happy when they see their point has been agreed to.
P.No.2’s point taken-->P.No.2 smiling -->P.No.1( ME ) smiling
Reason no.2:
I don’t have an opinion of my own. I have so less experience in life, so little knowledge about what happens around me, that I really don’t have anything to argue back with.
Somebody, please tell Reason no.2 is not right. ( I’m the one whining here. Remember )
Reason no.3:
I don’t like people opposing my ideas. I prefer pouting and sulking about it , rather than being beaten to death with the P.NO.2’s argument.
Reason no.4:
I don’t enjoy voicing my thoughts. WHICH IS NOT TRUE.
Reason no.5:
I don’t know
Reason no.6:
Ok…I don’t argue with myself as well!so Chapter closed.
Now, I have to come up with a conclusion for this eh! Ok. Here goes.
I don’t argue. Hence I become friends with a large variety of people.When I say variety, I mean people who cannot stand the sight of each other tend to be friends with me …Which is OK. As long as they stay at different poles of the world and I’m at the equator and I can go and meet them individually without having one see the other!
So why don’t I argue. I DON’T KNOW!
Do I want to argue?? NOOO
Am I happy the way I am?? I DON’T KNOW!
Is there some particular person whom I wanna be like ??? MAYBEE..BUT NOT JUST ONE. I NEED A MIX OF MANY PEOPLE.
Do I know Myself??
DO I HAVE TO ANSWER ALL THESE QUESTIONS!
And There!! Lies my solution!
I just don’t like being asked questions. I like the way things are at the moment. I have no questions. And even if I have , they are ones which would make people uneasy.Which is not something which would help me in LOVING myself!
So I keep my mouth SHUT:)
Let the ones who want to Argue ARGUE away..!
And do I agree with you?
I DO!!
I have no intention of being ‘TIED UP’ BY THE KNOT anytime in the near future.
This blog is about another WHINE reason of mine. About why I agree with anyone and everyone during an argument. Trust me I DO! After an initial resistance of probably 2 minutes, I give in.
Now when I come to think about it. There could be many reasons I react to an ARG situation this way.
P.NO.1: Me
P.NO.2: The argue-mate!
Reason no.1:
I don’t really enjoy being with people who are not happy. And people tend to be happy when they see their point has been agreed to.
P.No.2’s point taken-->P.No.2 smiling -->P.No.1( ME ) smiling
Reason no.2:
I don’t have an opinion of my own. I have so less experience in life, so little knowledge about what happens around me, that I really don’t have anything to argue back with.
Somebody, please tell Reason no.2 is not right. ( I’m the one whining here. Remember )
Reason no.3:
I don’t like people opposing my ideas. I prefer pouting and sulking about it , rather than being beaten to death with the P.NO.2’s argument.
Reason no.4:
I don’t enjoy voicing my thoughts. WHICH IS NOT TRUE.
Reason no.5:
I don’t know
Reason no.6:
Ok…I don’t argue with myself as well!so Chapter closed.
Now, I have to come up with a conclusion for this eh! Ok. Here goes.
I don’t argue. Hence I become friends with a large variety of people.When I say variety, I mean people who cannot stand the sight of each other tend to be friends with me …Which is OK. As long as they stay at different poles of the world and I’m at the equator and I can go and meet them individually without having one see the other!
So why don’t I argue. I DON’T KNOW!
Do I want to argue?? NOOO
Am I happy the way I am?? I DON’T KNOW!
Is there some particular person whom I wanna be like ??? MAYBEE..BUT NOT JUST ONE. I NEED A MIX OF MANY PEOPLE.
Do I know Myself??
DO I HAVE TO ANSWER ALL THESE QUESTIONS!
And There!! Lies my solution!
I just don’t like being asked questions. I like the way things are at the moment. I have no questions. And even if I have , they are ones which would make people uneasy.Which is not something which would help me in LOVING myself!
So I keep my mouth SHUT:)
Let the ones who want to Argue ARGUE away..!
And do I agree with you?
I DO!!
Thursday, February 10, 2011
A 2011 version of me
WHEN I --> WHINE
Let me start with an apology
1.To the bloggers all over the world.
2. To all those people who actually might expect to make some sense out of all that I tend to scribble here and would inadvertently be disappointed( The stumblers ).
APOLOGIES
1.Dear bloggers,
I honestly admire your amazing work at letting the world know your perspective of everything that is happening around you. I’m not sure my blog would help in any way to that effort. I would rather call this ramblings of a chaotic mind which is not in any way productive or helpful to anyone in this world except for all those people who are at present my ‘whining victims’. A Thousand Apologies ( The Mind your Language style )
2.Dear ‘Stumblers’
I wouldn’t go as far as to accusing the Internet ( read ‘google’ ) for the misfortune that has befell you, which is STUMBLING upon this blog. Again A THOUSAND APOLOGIES.
Let me start with an apology
1.To the bloggers all over the world.
2. To all those people who actually might expect to make some sense out of all that I tend to scribble here and would inadvertently be disappointed( The stumblers ).
APOLOGIES
1.Dear bloggers,
I honestly admire your amazing work at letting the world know your perspective of everything that is happening around you. I’m not sure my blog would help in any way to that effort. I would rather call this ramblings of a chaotic mind which is not in any way productive or helpful to anyone in this world except for all those people who are at present my ‘whining victims’. A Thousand Apologies ( The Mind your Language style )
2.Dear ‘Stumblers’
I wouldn’t go as far as to accusing the Internet ( read ‘google’ ) for the misfortune that has befell you, which is STUMBLING upon this blog. Again A THOUSAND APOLOGIES.
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