tagged:)

well, here is another round of tagging..
1. Pick out a scar you have, and explain how you got it?
the scar on my left elbow. it reminds me of how i applied the brakes of the scooty when travelling at a speed of 65kmph.seriously idiotic act of mine
2. What does your phone look like?
my phone looks like a well, phone.. i prefer nokia to any other brand for the simple reason that nothing happens to it how many ever times i drop it down.

3. What is on the walls of your bedroom?
two posters, one saying" dont straighten the mess, you will foul up the system" and anbother one saying" do not disturb, great mind at work( with denis cartoon sleeping happily)"

4. What is your current desktop picture?
my picture taken at ooty.

5. Do you believe in gay marriage?
to each, his own...

6. What do you want more than anything right now?
i want rest and a good holiday!!!

7. What time were you born?
morning september 13... perfect virgo... systematic, perfectionist,romantic to the core!!
8. Are your parents still together?
Yup

9. Last person who made you cry?
first and last person who always makes me cry is shah rukh khan. everytime i start watching any movie of his(esp. kal ho na ho), i just end up crying whenever he cries.. i know it sounds very uhhhh.. what to do....

10. What is your favorite perfume/cologne?
davidoff cool water.
11. What kind of hair/eye color do you like in the opposite sex?
i used to like blondes and blue eyed guys when i was young( courtesy:nick carter of the backstreet boys). now it has changed to black hair and slight brown eyes.

12. What are you listening to?
saroja!samaan nikalo!!!!!!!!!!
13. Do you get scared of the dark?
nope..i love the dark

14. Do you like pain killers?
nope.
15. Are you too shy to ask someone out?
hmmm... havent met THE guy and hence, not shy!!!

16. If you could eat anything right now, what would it be?
curd rice with avakai!!

17. Who was the last person you made mad?
my mum.. she always makes me mad!!!

18. Is anyone in love with you?
definitely yesh!!!!

back with a bang!!

its been long time since i posted...well, it was un avoidable break.. i guess hence forthw ill flood the site with posts..lol.. what ahve i been upto for the past 2 weeks?.. i would as usual say" nothing much".. i had been to trivandrum on an official tour.. dint get to see much of the place but i can assure you , the place rocks .. the backwaters, the innumerous coconut trees, the payam puri( a delicacy which has the banana fried, similar to the bhaji.one grievance which i had is that there are no saravana bhavans in trivandrum and i swear its seriously hard to get decent vegetarian food in this place. if you manage to get it, the rice would be the par boiled rice which according to me, doesnt at all taste good. overall the place is awesome with its pristine landscape . i was mesmerised by the sight of ernakulam, chenganacheri,palaghat and kolam. these places are absolutely too good.. that too if you are fond of greenery with solitude, these places should be your first try. now coming to the comical part of the story, i got to wear a dhoti!!!! the padmanabaswamy temple forbades anybody wearing trousers, so... well, i just tied the dhoti on top of my normal salwar kameez and believe me , it was funny.... see ya in a short while with a better post...

tagged!!!

this post is all about tagging and how i got tagged..... Here you go with 8 random facts/habits about me...... It's quite revealing I tell you. The rules of this game:
Each player starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves
People who are tagged need to write posts in their own blog about their eight things and post these rules
At the end of your post, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names

• i love to talk non-stop and i guess i can go on and on talking about anything on this earth.
• i cant without food especially chat items and i swear by the bhel poori at gangotri's.. i practically live there...
• i am a true virgo. pretty systematic , highly critical and often rude, short tempered to the core. i take pride in calling myself a near perfectionist.
• i looove hill stations and i will anyday prefer them to any beach resort for the simple reason that i love the cold and chilly places especially the himalayas. i just love the streams and the snow capped peaks , the whole pristine atmosphere.i also love the trekking and other sports which these peaks have got to offer.
• i cant live without shopping. i know that i sound like a typical girl at this juncture but seriously, i love it!!! be it pondy bazaar road side shopping or burning a hole shopping in globus.. i jus love it.
• i am stubborn and i love it that way. if i want to do something, i will go to any extent for having fulfilling it. be it a mere whimsical thought of having a bhel poori to paying back on my enemy.
• i love my independence and i hate anything which curbs it. i like taking decisions by myself and ability to take care of myself without depending on anybody else.
• i hate hyppocrisy of any kind. i am pretty frank and i expect the same from others. i hate anybody who talk behind my back.

there goes the eight random facts about myself.i am just breaking the tag by not tagging more people for the simple reason that they have already posted about this..

vendetta..

everytime i come across this particular word, it puts me on a retrospective path. it simply means that once you get duped and you hold the grudge forever or till the time you get on par with that person. well, i have read my share of mario puzo novels and i feel this whole concept gained publicity after the likes of godfather and other such movies based on novels. i have often let my imagination run wild when i read about the dons seeking revenge and the ever powerful corleone or the handsome michael.anybody who be enamoured wth the idea of having everybody in your control and the thugs, etc, etc!!!the fruits of revenge are indeed sweet. i would choose to disagree with all those philosophers who advice the commoners on forgiving and having a great heart. crap!!i would say that the greatest pleasure comes in seeing the person suffer. gone are the days when you just felt GOD would take care of everything and just hope that the person would come around and atone his sins. it just doesnt happen anymore. more than seeing the eprson suffer, i guess i am too influenced by mario puzo and i would hence like to derive the self satisfaction that i indeed carried out my revenge and i am powerful on my own.i know that some people might comprehend it as simply childish but isnt child the father of man???

dream journey- 1

i stare at the photo thinking how it will be if the person comes face to face. i stare at it admiring the twinkle in the lucid eyes, the soft texture of the fair skin, the curve of the eyebrow. i am mesmerised by that boyish grin having a hint of mischief .the soft bristle of the 2 day old beard kindles few thoughts in my mind. i wish to go on a long drive with this person .i wish to sit on the sands watching the waves roll back and forth.i wish to see the sunrise on the terrace feeling a moment of absolute bliss with the person whom i cherish and absolutely worship.many more scenes are etched for eternity in my mind and i would cherish them as long as i live .the warmth of the intimate hug and that long soul searching look which gives me this feeling that i afterall, have one person whom i can depend upon and its seriously rare when a person feels secure and i guess i am secure!i can very easily imagine the breeze whizzling in my ears and the sun winking at me from the horizon. i have always wanted to convey few thoughts to him but whenever i see him, i cant find my voice. yes, its the same old eyes which makes me tongue tied and send butterflies flying in my stomach.the very presence sends shivers down my spine and makes me feel like there can be nothing better than this. the voice flows like honey in my ears and i guess it can never be better than this. i stare , stare and stare back at the photo . yes, it makes me very happy to see that smile, those eyes which are never short of twinkle. that crooked smile which makes me go weak in the knees. what can i do to come out of this?.i am sitting on the beach waiting for that hand to embrace me. i am waiting...

the real IT world....

i am currently in wipro sholinganalur.. blogging this post from here..i have come here to undergo inplant training.. and guess what am doing.. sleeping and passing time.. big time vetti..eating in the cafeteria and sleeping in my bay.. the computer has proxy setting and is not allowin me to access any site..

the final moments of nostalgia

today, the batch of students who have just now passed out of this institution(read concentration camp) had come to the college for some stupid reason of theirs.i could see from the way they looked at us that they longed to be a part of the college till eternity... the clandestine lovers looked at the various nooks and corners of the imposing structure with a longing , the way we cherish certain photos of our own tumultous childhood.the pundits look at the first benches of the classes thorugh which they would have progressed in the due course of 4 years, the wood bearing a faded look .likewise, everybody had a reason to look at the various aspects of their cherished college years. wanna know what i might look at when i come to get the so called TCCC( or is it spelled otherwise, am not too sure on this)?..
1) the corner before my classroom where i used to stand and press my ears to the wall in order to figure out which teacher is supossedly teaching in my class..
2)the last bench of my class where i never got to sit.
3) the fan in my second year classroom where i had once sworn that i would hang my class teacher ( actaully, its not late now.. i have still got 2 more years..lol). on second thoughts, i guess i would currently prefer to hang my HOD rather than my class teacher.
4)the canteen where i got first hand experience on how your food will taste if it had bees, flies, one dirty hand to kneed the dough and pot pourri of other such nauseating things.
5) the drainage opposite coffee shop where we used to sit pretty often and not even on a single day, have we got a coffee..lol
6) the various peanut brained teachers of my department who thought that speaking in englipis was a sin and tried to repremand us .
7) the sir who used to give the kangaroo a run for its jumping skills( find out who ths character is!!) who was incharge of our communication skills lab( oh yeah, i did learn quite a bit of words like using ok before, after and in the middle of every sentence and the art of conversing with so much of confidence).
8) one gentleman in this jungle is my math sir and i wont see him with a joyful heart because he has tried each and every sem to motivate me and i personally feel that i ahve failed him each and every sem.
9) now this 9th reason i feel should be given to the civil HOD for obvious reasons( yeah, i was one of the lot who used to get the OD get signed by none other than the great!!)
10) i am running out of reasons and i guess i would finally say that , may be i wont even come to get it personally .. after all, these wreent the best part of my life!!!