Thursday, May 29, 2008

True lies :)

Dear friends,

I wanna share with you a thing ,which i doesn't know anything about.
On feb 31th morning ,when the moon was shining bright
Two deadmen were fighting with each other.
They stood back to back facing each other.
Suddenly they took their swords and shot each other.
I knew you won't believe me ,ask the blind man .
He too saw it.


Kwaater adicha epect varutha :D aapy weekend.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

Sindhanai sei manamay ;)

Window seat pudika vegama vanthu oaramaa iruntha tablea kercheif poatu edam pudikarar Mr. X...Paakarathuku Africavasi mathiri irunthalum table etiquettesla nammaal Aangileyan.

Gils: "Ena Mr.X madila thuni poatukitu thaan sapduveengala"
" silly kostin u the asking..u no know why i put thundu on my madi while eating?"
Gils: "Echuseme..ippo enna bashaila pesineenga?"
"English u the no?..oh poor man..i tamil tell..sindhikaama irukanumtu thaan man thundu poatukitu iruken"
Gils: "Neenga sindhikarathu kedaiathunu thaan olgathukay theriyumay...sindhikalaina thaan thunda poatukanum..athuvum thalaila..neenga en thodaila poatukitu irukeenga...moolai enna muttilaya iruku"
"enna man solra..puriara mathiri enikumay pesa matia"
Gils: "purianumna sinthikanum.."
Silenta oru look vitar mr.X
Gils: :"saapdarachay enna sinthanai...sinthama sapdunga...sinthikara velaya saaptaprum pathukalam"
"pasi podichi.."

Mr.X inimay lunch sapdaratha niruthidalaamanu theevira sinthanaila irukaratha kelvi :D

Tuesday, May 27, 2008

SMILE - For a cause


Let me take the pleasure of introducing..namba fellow blogger (yet-to-be-listed-in-our-union) pugazh Nandoo (surukkama anathakrishnan nithyanandan...'a' kum 'n' kum nadula erumbu oorara mathiri ungaluku intha per therinja athku nan porupila)..

I always suspected that many of our gud samaritan blog makkal silenta neria matter senjukitu..velila solama is one such person in "hiding" all these days..SMILE nu oru NGO (govt registerd) naalu varushama nadathikitu varar.

Atha pathi neria information namma kuda share pannika virupapadarar..ipothaiku oru test blogsite for that org matum than iruku..further details awaited from Nandu.

I just took this oppertunity to give an intro for nandoo to share his thoughts and info abt SMILE to us watch out for this space folks :) more to follow

Thursday, May 22, 2008

King of poets

Intha post romba simple..naan ezthuratathuku onumay ila..just chk the link given below.. - Interesting Snippets

pakkam pakkama pesirukanga. All about my alltime fav. poet kannadasan. Ivar paatu pudikama oruthar iruka mudiyuma? Naama panna puniyam ivar namma oorula tamizh naatula piranthathu..athuvay avar senja pavam. USlayo Europelayo ivar poranthiruntha...irukara ella major awards for literature ivar kaaladila kedanthirukum. This mans life is something which is worth a look. He has done everything..those which should be and also those which shouldnt be. He has experimented with everything in his life. Ivaroda life storya padicha romba intrestinga Sidney sheldon novel mathiri irukum.
Enaku therinju sanga kaala padalgalai ivara vida easya simpla makkaluku puriara mathiri eduthu solirukarthu yarumay kedayathu. Thiruvilayadal thodangi ivar lyrics ezhuthina neria paatu saami paatunu neanchu..ithelam en kovila pada maatengaranganu schooldaysla naan kuzhambiyathundu. Ivaroda yesu kaviyam padicha atha ezthuthinathu oru devout krishna baktharnu yarum namba matanga...rhyminga karuthaiyum maathama..romba azhaga ezthuripar. Schoola manapaada paguthila ilatiyum romba virumbi padicha poemna athu yesu kaaviam than..Poi sollakudathunu solra mathiri oru section varum..

Ethanai thaan undu naaku
Thinam en intha vedhanai poaku

These two lines my personal fav.
Ivar ezthirukara thousands of songsa pathilam review podrathuna oru post porathu..apo apo lyricsoda postaren..

Monday, May 19, 2008


This is one serial i cant live without. Thania oru theevila vitu..enalam eduthutu polamnu list poda sonna FRIENDS DVD all ten seasons kandipa irukum.. LOVE them simply. Erkanavay oru episodela introlam poatutathala..intha thaba directa kathaikullara going.

Episode one padikka..inga clickunga Click

"EMERGENCY!!MAKE WAY..MAKE WAY...Man dying..." shouts Joey as he rushes into Monica's apartment.

"Whoa..what happened...who's dying?..." enquires Phobe muttering under her breath.." broken nail claims a victim again.."
[ Phoebe has a strong belief that whenever her nail breaks by itself someone will die]
"me" replies Joey..
"i am dying from thirst..."
After rummaging through the fridge.."hey mon..where are the beers...i dont find any in here.."
"Its ur turn to fill itup dude..remember ur promise after u guzzled up our months stock over a yankees game.." came a tart reply with a killer look from Monica.
Joey looks at Chandler for support.
"Sorry joe..its a bull run even in stock market..bad day for bears"
"why go there for should go to supermarket.."
Chandler nods his head sagely...
"hey..i am thirsty..dont you have anything to drink..."
"if you care for coke u can check the freezer.."
"Ouch...its so cold...heyyy..its frozen...why did you keep it in freezer..."
"that means you can have your coke and eat it too..."smirks chandler.
"Chandler...when you were a kid.. you ever hurt your head or did your mom had an accident during child birth" enquired phoebe..
"No pheebs...why are you asking?"
phoebe turns to Rachel and "didnt i told you..he is a natural jerk..."
Chandler buries his face in newspaper...

Ross enters the room with a green leaf sticking over his ear..( Ross had recently converted into a veggie which didnt go well with Joey..)
"Hey Ross..i think you used the wrong opening for eating that stuff.."
"HA HA..good one Joey.(swats away that leaf)...i am not falling for lot..any guess on what i've under this cover..anyone..Mon..Rach..Joe..take a guess..."
"Let me guess..." begins Chandler..which Ross totally ignores..
"Phoebes...any comments"
"Hey Ross..this is not are ignoring my this what i get for bearing with your shenanigans as my roomie in college"
"Look chandler..i've had enough of your wisecracks ok.."
"ok..ok..i will restrict myself to my expert opinion if you are not game for good humour.."
"ok..look..." with a theaterical gesture..Ross unviels a picture.."PRESENTING the latest masterpiece by you-know-who"
"Wow drew your painting and gave our feedback at the bottom also..saving us the trouble is it?" says Chandler..which was followed by a weird "what-the-heck-that-means" look by Ross.
"Well..i meant the ENCRYPTION at the've marked your own painting as gross"
Monica and Rachel try to stifle their laughter in vain...
"hey chandler..thats his initials man..G Ross..for Ross Geller..not gross" begins joey and then get what he meant in the end...
" i get it...nice one chandler..if i were you i wont stand so close to Ross"
"I am going to sue you..for passing on such a filthy comment over a great piece of work"
"oh. if i am a torn cloth..."
A mild scuffle follows...chandler pants and mutters..."yeah..need to get the hole on my face sewed tight.."
"and they say..a stitch in time saves nine.." says joey..

"Hey joey...thats a nice shoe you are wearing..when you bought it? must have cost a mint" exclaims Rachel..
"you liar...when i asked you to pay this months said you were broke.."
"ho..ho..hold on ...".with a subdued look on his face...joey says.."i took it from the shop..."
"JOEY.." [everyone collectively squeals]
" had a label with good opportunity written over it one was looking..."
"Tell me which shop..i could use one like that.." asks Phoebe..
"But you are not going to steal it got work as masseur?"
"You never know"..replies phoebe rolling her eyes..
Rachel pitches in.."well..Phoebes lost her job last week...apparently she rubbed her client the wrong way..."
"On my defence..that guy was HOT"
"Why dont you try at the new parlour near the cafe..i am sure they can make use of a trained hand like you..."
"Well..i did and "unfortunately" the only opening they had for me was the one through which i entered their office.."
"So..pheebs...u get up daily in the morning with nothing to do and go to bed at night with it half done?" smirked Chandler..
Joey starts towards the door...
"hey joe..where are you goin..."
"I better go and get the needle..lot of suing is about to happen soon..."

Thursday, May 15, 2008

Nalla kekaraangayya kelvi...

Sila kelvigalellam..kalvettula poricihi vaichi sarithirathula edam pera vendiyavai..especially those asked by toddlers. Eppa saami...intha kalathau kuttipissasus kekara kostinelaam paatha...!!! mudiyala...paduthuraangaaiyaa....Following scene is something which happens so very frequently at my cousins place. Here is one sample.

En cousinoda 2.5 year old terror...pora koraiku..he is one of the twin..ivanoda birather..ivana vida peria criminal..elder by few minutes..avan panra settaigalalam paatha....hmm..onum periamma is always the first to defend these lovable little rascals...

"dei...un paiyan una mathiri irupanonu bayanthu kitrunthen..paravalada..."
my cousin : "ena paravala"
"chinna vayasula nee epdi irunthio..atha mathiri irupanonu nenachen..una vida kediya irukan...padu padu..naan petra imsai neeyum peruga"

My cousin manasukkul( ithu ipo romba mukiyamakum)..

Aponu paathu bali ka bakra (aka) gils the enter.

En cousin moonjila aayiram watt pragasam..."magarasa...vada..."
me:turned back to confirm no one else is behind. Manasukulla..("naama thaana...enna respectlaam balama iruku!!")
cousin:"nalla timuku vantha"
me:("aaha..ithu over bita irukay...kandipa appo rahukalam thaan")
cousin:"enaku konjam velai iruku..Aadhi ipo than ezhunthan..ezhuntha udanay Athappa enganu ketaan"

[Evlo thadava intha poiya Ketaalum..uchi kulira mathiri iruka..appavi gils falls victim again.."Cha" and "Ka" ucharipu antha podiyanuku inum varala..atha vachu avana galata panromnu therinju antha kedi..ushara escape aaiduvan..kaakanu solrathuku badil thaathanu avan solitu oru kuttiya vekka smile viduvan parunga..Kodak moment. Master cardalaiyum vanga mudiyathathu.]

"apdia..kuttis ezhunthacha..enga iruku..sathamay kaanum..."

solli mudikarathukulla..

"DAMAAAAAAAAALLLLLL...." followed by the usual climaxla vara heroine kuralla "Aaaadhiiiiiii" scream orchestrated by manni..

Oru arthamulla punnagaiya share pannikalamnu thirumbi paatha cousin escape.
Carrying a screaming kid in one hand with broken mixie on other hand...veerappana pudicha Devaram rangeku manni kovathoda kitchenlenthu varanga. Gilsa patha udan..

"deivamay..neengalachu unga chellamachu...keduthu kutichuvar akivachirukengalla..nengalay pathukunga..nan samayala mudichitu varen..ivan inum palla kuda theikala...konjam pal thechu vitrungo.."

Intha cricket matchla vara mathiri.. reaction time action replay poata.. oru ara second vanthirukum..athukulla...manni, aadhiya en thalaila katitu escape..periamma epo ponangannay alone with the villain..backgroundla no sound. puyaluku mun amaidhi mathiri oru second silence..

aaha...iniki enna kekka poraannu therilaye..."ennada"
"pall theikanum.."

ada..paravalayae..thanay kekaranay iniki..oru vela thirunthitaano apdinu nenachu mudikarathukula..antha nenapula oru lorry mann...

"enaku intha paste venam...jill paste venum"

jill pastea?? pudusa ethachum release panirukangala?? ivanga imsaikagavachum ad varachay channel mathama pakanum polarukay.."apdilam paste ilama chellam"

"iruku.." he rushed towards kitchen..

kanna moodi therakarathukulla...fridgea thoranthu jama konduvanthan..

"intha pastela than pall theipen.."
"chellam athu jam ma. Pal theikarathila.. sapdrathu.."
"inniki ithula pal theichitu atha sapdren"

aaha...inniki rahu peyarchi sonangalay..ithulenthu than startinga...

"pattu kutty..nee inniki antha pastela pal theichana unaku popeye mathiri periaaaaa pal valarum..chellamla thechurumma" ...oru vazhiya convince panni paste varaikum reached.

"itha en tooth paste solranga.."
"palluna englishla toothda chellam...pal theikara pastea tooth paste solvanga"..
Fermatoda theorema explain panna kuda ipdi oru pheeling kedaichirukathu..

"oru palluna tooth..naama neria palla theikaromay..appo teethpastenu thaana solanum...unaku ithukuda therilaye..waste nee"


Team meetingla en manager naan ethachum kelvi keta oru look viduvar...antha lookoda artham anniki than enaku purinjathu.

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

I do..I do..I part

"No..." I stood in shock. "NO!!!" I grabbed the paddles and continuously shocked his body. His body bounced up and down from the shocks. The scared nurses went to find another doctor, to tell him that I was crazy. I didn't know if I was crazy or not. I just wanted to save my lover. Even though we fought all the time. Even though he never showed me his love. I still wanted to save him. He still owed me a card. He couldn't die! I threw away the paddles and began to press on his heart. I pressed with all my strength, hoping it would revive him, but he didn't wake up. He didn't even say "It hurts". He just laid there with his eyes closed, punishing me with his silence.

Dr. Khan angrily pushed me away. By that time, I couldn't see clearly anymore. I cried. I wailed. I bowled until no sounds could come out of my mouth.

"It's too late, Dr. Uma. He's already dead. I'm sorry." Dr. Khan patted me on the shoulder. They knew each other and ate together once. I introduced them.

"He can't die." I shook my head. "He can't die!!" I struggled to run to him.

"Dr. Uma, control yourself!" Dr. Khan slapped me. "I understand what you're going through, but you're a doctor."

Yes, I'm a doctor, but I'm also a regular person. How can Dr. Khan understand how I feel? I've loved him for so many years that it's become a habit. How can I just throw away a habit? Besides, he still owed me a card. "I want him to live! I want him to live!" I ran to him again and tried to knock the life back into his body.

"Take her away!" That day, I lost my control and my professionalism.

And that day happened to be Valentine's Day.

Afterwards, I asked his co-workers why he left work early that day. They told me that after I hung up the phone, he tried to call me several times but couldn't reach me. Worried, he drove to the hospital to find me and got hit by a large truck on the way. When I heard this, I froze. My tantrum killed him. Just because of an unmailed card, he died. After that, I lost my privilege to be childish.

Like an abandoned cat, I couldn't even cry anymore. After his death, I couldn't cry anymore, regardless of how touching the plot or how tear-jerking the dialogue. They didn't affect me anymore.

Now, I'm only left with a cat and a seldomly used computer. Stepping over the cat, I turned on the computer. Even though I know no one will send me a mail, I still hoped that someone will remember me on this day.

Meow, meow. I looked at Vanilla to see what's wrong. She finished her milk. I went into the kitchen to get her more milk then came back to look at the computer screen.

I have.... 100 emails! Who would be bored enough to send me 100 junk mail?

I was just about to delete them all when I received another mail, and this one said: "Because of system error, we could not send these until today.

We apologize for the delay." The sender was my ISP.

I looked at the 1st mail. It showed the send date is last year's Valentine's Day. My heart began to beat fast. Could he have sent these?

With a trembling hand, I opened the mail. The first thing that popped up was a gorgeous red rose set against green leaves. Then a beautiful melody began to play.... "Only Love". I couldn't believe it. The rose was so beautiful and the music was so dreamy. I almost thought I was in a fantasy. Most touching of all were the words underneath the rose, because the words read like a beautiful poem.


That's the way in which he used to call his own irritating way.

"Knowing you so many years, I've never sent you any flowers. Today I send you a rose."

I received it and it's so beautiful.

"You know we are always fighting. We can never really open our hearts and tell each other how we feel."

Yes, but it's all your fault for being so distant.

"I know I always make you mad by the things I say."

Good that you're admitting it.

"But today I want to say to you: I'm sorry, and I love you."

I waited so many years for those words.

"And I want to tell you a good news. I finally saved enough money."

You already have enough money. Why did you need so much?

"So Summa, let's get married..nejama :) I was afraid to propose to you, because I didn't trust in my ability to give you the good life you deserve. But now I've saved enough money so we don't have to wait anymore."

Who wanted you to wait? I'm already yours.

"Today, I use this card to propose to you. Will you marry me, Dear? Will you?"

That's the content of the whole card. Like a fool, I kept reading his words and talking to him. It's like I can hear his voice and see him again. As if it's back to 1 year ago with us constantly fighting.The song played over and over. Repeating in its own heartbreaking voice.

Only love can make a memory.
Only love can make a moment last.
You were there
and all the world was young
and all it's songs unsung
and I remember you then when love was all,
all you were living for,
and how you gave that love to me...."

The lyrics of this song fits our love so closely. When he was alive, my world was so young. Every day, I could find a something different to fight with him about. But after he left, my life is only left with memories and coldness that will never go away.

"Will you marry me?"

When I read these words, my tears unconsciously came, wetting the keyboard.

Will I? If he's in front of me, I will definitely kick him and call him a big fool. If I wasn't willing, I wouldn't have waited until today.

So I moved the cursor over the "Reply" box, and typed the response that I've already prepared for so many years - "I will."

I will - be by his side for the rest of my life. I will - fight with him forever. That is how I answered him, but the only response I got was the repeating song "Only Love."

Nevertheless, I opened every single letter, accepted every singled rose, and typed the same response: "I will."

I replied 100 times, and "Only Love" played 100 times. In this cold Valentine's night, the line that's been broken for 1 year finally got reconnected.

I answered you. What about you.....

I do..I do..I do..part-2

Staring at the empty in-box, I began to reminisce about how we met. Maybe no one will believe me, but my boyfriend and I were actually neighbors. Our homes were only 1 wall away. Ever since we were kids, we liked to fight with each other all day long. I still remember when I moved to the country that year. Used to the city life, I couldn't get used to the simple life in the country. After school, I would just go home and do nothing. Whenever that happened, he would always come over to tease me.

"Why are you staring off into space??" He loved to pull on my hair. "You're so ugly when you're doing nothing. But you're also not pretty when you smile." In other words, I'm really ugly.

"You're the one who's ugly!" I pull back my hair. "If you think I'm so ugly, why do you visit me??"

"Can't help it. My home is right next to your home." He argued.

"Then I'll move!" The next day, I drew a line in the ground using some white chalk. A line that I forbid him to cross.

That year, we were both in the 5th grade. We couldn't stand each other and hoped the other would move away. But 5 years passed, and neither of us moved. Not only that, we got into the same high school and into the same class.

"You're that infamous couple." All the students and teachers in the school would say whenever they saw us.

"We're not!" I always tried to explain. "We're only neighbors." At that time, I hated my parents for making us live next to him.

"My standard is not that low." He would say. "Who wants her to be a girlfriend?? It's not like I don't have eyes."

"Yes, I know your eyes are on top of your head." I really disliked him. "Better than having eyes on the bottom of my head like you." He implied that I couldn't judge guys. At that time, I had a crush on a senior. I didn't think that his sarcasm had a hidden meaning. After a while, I found out that the senior student had lots of girlfriends. When I cried about it, he silently passed me a handkerchief and awkwardly held me in his arms.

"I told you he wasn't any good." He roughly comforted me.

I cried in his arms the whole night, and began to see him in a different way. Things began to change between us. We still fought all the time, but he started to look at me differently. And I blushed and my heart beat faster when he was near. We both knew.. we fell in love with each other.

Even with this knowledge, neither of us said anything. Even though we wouldnot be able to resist and kissed each other constantly. Even though we cared about each other's every moves. Both of us refused to admit our love.

Time flew by quickly, and it was time to face separation. I chose to study medicine, and he chose physics. Yet we still couldn't separate from each other. Our parents worried that we didn't know anyone in Taipei, so they forced us to live in the same apartment building. Once again, we became neighbors. We still fought, but sometimes we fought into the bedroom. Alright, we became lovers, but we still wouldn't say we loved each other. We didn't even spend Valentine's Day together until he saw me share dinner with a man one Valentine's Day. That night, he waited for me in front of my door and said that he would take me out to dinner on Valentine's Day from then on. I have to say that he was very arrogant. But I nodded and accepted his request. Since then, we spent every Valentine's Day together. After graduation, I became an intern. He started a small computer company with some friends and became a programmer. We were busy with our own lives and had no time for a relationship. Three years later, I became a doctor, and his business began to boom. We separately moved to bigger apartments and stopped being neighbors. On the surface, we left each other. In reality, we were still together. We spent every Valentine's Day together but each year became more dreary than the next because he never told me he loved me even with all my hints.

Facing the empty in-box, I suddenly grew very angry. He wouldn't say it and wouldn't send me a card. What did he mean? Who did he think I was? I called his cell phone.

"Hello." He picked up the phone.

"I didn't receive the card." I immediately showed my displeasure.

"You didn't receive it?" He seemed really busy. "But I sent it."

He was really busy but I didn't care. "I didn't receive it. Send it again."

"Okay, I'll send you 100 times. Is that good enough??" He said with impatience. His tone further infuriated me. Is that how lovers speak to each other?

"Don't bother sending it to me. And you don't have to pick me up tonight.I'll eat dinner by myself."

"Don't be childish, ok? I'm really busy."

"I AM childish!" I hung up the phone and tears rolled down my cheeks.

Childish?? Why didn't he consider the situation? We've gone out for so many years and spent countless Valentine's Day together. I never received any flowers nor cards from him. Now, I just want a little e-card. Is that too much to ask for??
I unplugged the phone from the wall and turned off my cell phone. I didn't want to hear his explanations. After I returned to the hospital, I instructed the receptionist not to forward me any phone calls. I wanted to concentrate on work.

Because there were so many emergencies today, I was sweating 1 hour later and forgot about our argument.

"Dr. Uma, please take a look at that patient."

As I was collecting my equipment, the shrill sound of an ambulance sounded outside the ER. When I stepped out the door, the emergency medics hurriedly wheeled in a gurney.

"What happened to him?" I asked the 1st medic. Everyone else were trying to help put the patient on the gurney. He was covered with blood.

"Car accident." The medic replied. "Very serious. He may die."

I nodded and ran to the operating room with them. When I arrived, the nurses told me that the man had already stopped breathing and also his heartbeat also stopped

"Prepare for shock." I calmly instructed the nurses. Saving people is our duty. We can't lose our calm.

But when I saw who laid on the operating table, I lost my calm. That person was my boyfriend!

Adutha partil mudivurum..

I do..I do..I do..part-1

Mega vetti time being..kita thatta oru varshama padikama unreada iruntha fwd mail ithu...iniki than padichen..mushy romantic plot..atha konjam thoosi thatti..otatada adichi..paint panni post paniruken...manasukkul mathaapu post engleesla vanthiruchonu doubtatheenga...u r still @ gils :) now to the istoooree..

It's a cold February night. People are bustling through the streets, either pulling up their coat collars or wrapping scarves around their necks, trying to stay warm. It's so cold today.I'm standing at my window, looking at the people moving like little dots. Standing in a heated room, I'm beginning to pity those people. Why don't they go home? Do they plan on wandering until morning?

"Almost time to go home! My boyfriend must be going crazy." One of the nurses breathe a sign of relief. "Still needs to work overtime on Valentine's Day. It's so unfair!"

"You are fortunate." Another nurse says. "Some people don't have anyone waiting for them."

"You mean Dr. Uma?"

Like Sherlock Holmes, my ears perk up when I hear my name.

"Do you remember how she lost control on this day last year?"

"Of course I do." A nurse shudders. "I've never seen Dr. Uma like that. Crying and yelling, like she was crazy."

They are talking about how I was last year. They are correct. I was out of control, like they said.

"You can't blame Dr. Uma. If my boyfriend died in front of my eyes, I would probably go crazy as well."

"Keep it down. She hasn't left work yet. She might hear you."

The two nurses are too late. I heard the entire conversation through the canvas wall.

"Dr. Uma, what are you doing standing here?"

Just as I was deciding whether or not to reveal myself, another nurse exposed me. I awkwardly step out. The 2 nurses who discussed me start to blush. Their faces became redder than the bow on Valentine's Day chocolates.

"I'm waiting to go home." I pretend that I didn't hear anything.

"Dr. Uma, you must have gotten too involved in your work. It's already past time to go home. See you tomorrow. Happy Valentine's Day!" She waves goodbye.

"Happy Valentine's Day." I wave back and watch the 2 nurses hurry away.

That's fine. I was ready to go home anyway. Even though no lover is waiting for me, at least there's a lazy cat waiting for me to feed.

After I come home, the first thing I do is feed the cat. I forgot when I first had the cat. Probably since last year's Valentine's Day. At that time, I was like an abandoned cat, with eyes filled with despair. Cats don't cry, I do. That's the only difference.

"Better drink all the milk or I'll skin you." I threatened the cat. Her name is Vanilla, my least favorite Flavor. I don't know why I named the cat like that. It meowed once to let me know she heard me, but her eyes are complaining about my severity. Her eyes remind me of someone I used to know, standing in front of me with eyes of rebellions.

An year ago today, I had lunch with my boyfriend and took the opportunity to complain to him.

"Today is Valentine's Day. Why didn't you give me any flowers?"

He raised his eyebrow. "Why should I give you flowers? You are not my anyone."

"Then... you should at least give me a card!" I pouted my lips, hurt by his tone.

"I know, I know. After lunch, I'll send you an e-card."

E-card. That sounds so impersonal, but that's the way he is. "You have to e-mail it to me. I'll be waiting." I excitedly smiled and planned to sneak home after lunch to check e-mail. Even though he wouldn't use any romantic words, I still looked forward to the card.

"I can't stand you women. Why do you make such a big deal out of Valentine's Day??" He grumbled while eating his food. His comment induced me to fight with him again.

"You are not romantic at all!! Don't you watch any Mushy romantic movies?"

"Yuck..Discovery is THE Channel for me lady."

"Your life is so boring." I made a face at him. "One recent movie was really good. You should have watched it."

"Which one?" He didn't believe in the love portrayed in TV and movies. He always thought they were lies.

"Hitch..especially the climax scene where Will "HOT" Smith proposes to Eva Mendes...wooooooowww'.

"What kind of trashy plot did it have?"

"What do you mean trash?? Show some respect!" I was so angry. "That scene was very touching, and the theme song was beautiful as well. It's called 'Only Love'" I wonder if he ever listened to songs.

"Oh..they make all techo noise and package it as a song of 5 Meg size each...if you want to abuse your auditory senses..go my guest"

"Her voice is worth it." Even though I secretly agreed with him, I couldn't bring myself to admit it.

"Whatever." He glanced at his watch. "I'll give you 5 minutes to tell me the plot. After that, I'm leaving."

I tried hard to explain 2.5 hours worth of story in just 5 minutes.

"What's so touching about it?" He asked, after listening to the story.

"Don't you think the story is wonderful? If I have such great screen writing ability, I wouldn't be a doctor anymore. I would become a screenwriter."

"If you become a screenwriter, I bet no one would watch the show. The TV station can go out of business." He quickly interjected.

"I'm going back to work. Hurry and send me the card!" I was so mad that I went home immediately, not even finishing my coffee.

As soon as I walked in my door, I turned on my computer and go online.

Ninaivugal thodarum..for another 2 parts :)

Monday, May 12, 2008

Pazhaiya vaanam...Pazhagiya boomi

After a gap of 5.5 the back. vaazhkai oru vattamgarthu evlo unmaiyana statement..nenaichalay surprisa iruku!! I started my career at an office, a km from where i am working now. The current client is an offshoot division of the one i used to work when i was a fresher. Ennoda previous company manager nameum current one nameum same. My first team size and the current one is same. Enamo en official life fulla rewind aana mathiri iruku. I wish it stops at that. Hope things get better from now on.

OK..matteruku varuvom..As usual i missed all the marriages which happned in the blog world. Guess with my track record the ones coming up will also be missed. So belated wishes to Heidi and Ushi veda...wish u a wonderful married life and advance wishes to billoo Bharani and Saga Arun.

Thursday, May 08, 2008

Hi..I am back

Saritharathoda pakkangala porati paatha...athu namakku sollitharathu onnay onnu thaan...Like all good times this too shall pass. Sandhoshamo..dhukkamo..kondadra varaikum irunthukitu thaan irukkum. After a point of time we have to come out of it. No other go. I am not sure how long its going to take for me to come out of the loss of my dad. May be soon or may not be at all. But onnu mattum nalla puriyuthu. End of the day what matters is your family. Nothing else matters. Will catch you all with some mokkai post soon. Thanks for all your support. Take care.