YAY I got tagged... long long really long ago. My first ever tag... Thank you Priyanka for tagging me. I figured what better way to get me started after a really really long break!
5 pathetically horrible movies you’ve seen
1. Superbad - As the name states clearly it was just super times infinity bad! It was so pathetic that I literally wanted to walk out of the theater after watching the first ten minutes. It was one of the many movies that I was dragged along by V for his "lets watch a funny movie". Everything was lame... high school kids, trying to get fake ids, getting alcohol, girls....ugh! I sat through the movie because of pop corn and skittles.
2. Chandramukhi - Where do I begin. Manichitrathazh is one of my favorite movies... It has been remade and has been successful in many languages... but I dont think any other language has butchered the movie as much as they had done in Tamil. Rajnikanth as the doctor, jyotika as the dancer-mental-patient... oh my what a disaster.
3. Koi Mil Gaya - It felt like ET gone terribly bad. Hritik Roshan and his retarded (sorry for being so rude) look, him being friends with a bunch of small kids, and acting like a kid himself....that thing called "jadoooo"... partly looking like yoda, everything made me cringe!
4. Men staring at goats or what ever sh*t that was. George Clooney, Brad Pitt. All I can say is what a shame! What a colossal waste of talent!
5. Guna. Kamal Hassan gone mad. If I hear the word "Abirami" I will puke. For those dont know Guna is obssessed with this Abirami character... he kidnaps a girl who he thinks is Abirami and they live in a cave.. Anyway you get the idea...
5 places where you don't want to be seen dead at
1. In the loo sitting on the pot!
2. Anywhere there are roaches and rodents. Even in death I will feel very icky about those creatures.
3. I am going to sneak in a point thats not so where but how... I dread to be seen dead anywhere naked! That thought freaks me out.
4. It would be a shame to die of a heart attack while sitting on the couch watching a scary movie.
5. I am borrowing the last one from Priyanka. I can't think of being alone while I die.
5 accessories you can create out of food
This one is a toughie... I really thought hard and these are what I came up with!
1. Saboodana Neckalce. Would make a pretty decent mock pearl necklace.
2. A Seven bean Bracelet
3. Cashew Nut earrings
4. A brilliant set of chain, earrings and bracelet with the dark channa
5. Layered chain with broken rice interspersed with mustard seeds.
5 People you’d love to hit, anytime, anywhere
1. Perverts who molest women and children.
2. Anyone(especially women) who ask pregnant women "Twins?". I have faced this question a lot of times.
3. Simon from American Idol. He just gets on my nerves.
4. Himesh Reshammiya. For the bloody songs, what else. Everytime I hear his nasal aaaaa I feel like pulling my hair out.
5. Hypocrites.
5 things you’d do to scare anybody
1. Force folks to play the ojo board and then move the coin myself to say stupid things.
2. After watching a thriller when someone asks me "are you scared" smile mysteriously and say "why should I be scared, I've been dead for 13 years"
3. When you are walking somewhere in the dark with someone, stop walking abruptly, look straight ahead, grasp the other person's arms and let out a loud gasp.
4. When you are sitting in a room with some one look at the door and say I think I saw someone standing there.
5. And for the sake of fun, scream "Danger Danger" like Ross...
This was so much fun!
I am passing this tag on to anyone who is interested in doing this tag. It's up for grabs!
22 July 2010
24 March 2010
Bitter Sweet
Bitter Sweet - describes what I am feeling right now.
6 years ago, I said good bye to my parents and began my journey to Richmond with lot of anticipation... to start a new life. I was excited and giddy with happiness but at the same time I was anxious and nervous about the future. I was leaving my comfort zone.
It makes me miserable to think that it won't be easy for me just wear my track pants and go out for a quick jog around the block, to think that there won't be any long weekend trips where we can get in to our car and hit the highway, to think that I won't be seeing beautiful colors of changing seasons, to think that I won't be able to go a grocery store and pick up variety of wine and cheese, to think that I won't be able to sip a beer during a "happy hour", to think that I won't be able to grab a quick bite by driving through a McDonalds, to think that I won't be able to see my favorite shows as soon as they are telecasted, to think that I won't be able to see and discuss all the super bowl ads (and yes the game itself), to think that I won't be ordering water "no ice" at restaurants (not that I mind the ice myself), to think that access to a juicy burger and unlimited re-fills of cola will be just a dream, to think that I won't be discussing weather with strangers in an elevator or for that matter I won't be smiling and exchanging pleasantries with strangers, to think that no one would ask me "were you in line?" at a counter, to think that I won't be driving in any specific "lane" on the road... and the list would just go on....
Six wonderful years and I take with me beautiful memories. I made wonderful new friends, grew closer to my old friends, had a lot of fun traveling, had a lot of fun living my life... and yes - even the H1 B/stamping crap brings a smile to my face.
As miserable as I am to leave such a beautiful life behind... I am looking forward to spending time with my little cousins (who are not that little any more), my grand mothers, uncles and aunts, eating street food, attending weddings, celebrating festivals, having dosa sambar in a kayyendi bhavan, going to a beach in the evening to just breathe some good air and not having to worry about how fat I look in swim wear, wearing cotton clothes through out the year and not having to feel depressed about days getting shorter, getting my eyebrows done and not paying a hefty price, having everything delivered at door step, to having a dhobi and neatly pressed clothes, to the mango season, drinking fresh coconut water, to drinking freshly squeezed juice at a juice stall around the corner, to watching some nail biting cricket matches, to jumping in to an auto and getting anywhere I want, to getting clothes stitched to my size... and yes - not having to use words like "out of status".
I am getting ready to leave just like did 6 years ago... Getting set for another journey... to start another new life with lot of anticipation. I feel the excitement, I feel the happiness... The same anxiety and nervousness about the future is at the back of my mind. Once again, I am leaving my comfort zone.
6 years ago, I said good bye to my parents and began my journey to Richmond with lot of anticipation... to start a new life. I was excited and giddy with happiness but at the same time I was anxious and nervous about the future. I was leaving my comfort zone.
It makes me miserable to think that it won't be easy for me just wear my track pants and go out for a quick jog around the block, to think that there won't be any long weekend trips where we can get in to our car and hit the highway, to think that I won't be seeing beautiful colors of changing seasons, to think that I won't be able to go a grocery store and pick up variety of wine and cheese, to think that I won't be able to sip a beer during a "happy hour", to think that I won't be able to grab a quick bite by driving through a McDonalds, to think that I won't be able to see my favorite shows as soon as they are telecasted, to think that I won't be able to see and discuss all the super bowl ads (and yes the game itself), to think that I won't be ordering water "no ice" at restaurants (not that I mind the ice myself), to think that access to a juicy burger and unlimited re-fills of cola will be just a dream, to think that I won't be discussing weather with strangers in an elevator or for that matter I won't be smiling and exchanging pleasantries with strangers, to think that no one would ask me "were you in line?" at a counter, to think that I won't be driving in any specific "lane" on the road... and the list would just go on....
Six wonderful years and I take with me beautiful memories. I made wonderful new friends, grew closer to my old friends, had a lot of fun traveling, had a lot of fun living my life... and yes - even the H1 B/stamping crap brings a smile to my face.
As miserable as I am to leave such a beautiful life behind... I am looking forward to spending time with my little cousins (who are not that little any more), my grand mothers, uncles and aunts, eating street food, attending weddings, celebrating festivals, having dosa sambar in a kayyendi bhavan, going to a beach in the evening to just breathe some good air and not having to worry about how fat I look in swim wear, wearing cotton clothes through out the year and not having to feel depressed about days getting shorter, getting my eyebrows done and not paying a hefty price, having everything delivered at door step, to having a dhobi and neatly pressed clothes, to the mango season, drinking fresh coconut water, to drinking freshly squeezed juice at a juice stall around the corner, to watching some nail biting cricket matches, to jumping in to an auto and getting anywhere I want, to getting clothes stitched to my size... and yes - not having to use words like "out of status".
I am getting ready to leave just like did 6 years ago... Getting set for another journey... to start another new life with lot of anticipation. I feel the excitement, I feel the happiness... The same anxiety and nervousness about the future is at the back of my mind. Once again, I am leaving my comfort zone.
18 March 2010
I feel like...
... falling in love all over again after listening to this song! I don't know what I can do to get this out of my head...
I heard the song and I loved it and now I saw the video and I want to go to Malta for my next vacation...
*hums with dreamy eyes*
Vaazhvukkum pakkam vanthaen.... Saavukkum pakkam nindraen.... En endraal kaathal enbaen...
Roughly means: I came closer to life, I stood next to death... If you ask me why, I say its because of love.... aahhaaa!!!!
Enjoy!
*ps - I still cannot like Simbu!
I heard the song and I loved it and now I saw the video and I want to go to Malta for my next vacation...
*hums with dreamy eyes*
Vaazhvukkum pakkam vanthaen.... Saavukkum pakkam nindraen.... En endraal kaathal enbaen...
Roughly means: I came closer to life, I stood next to death... If you ask me why, I say its because of love.... aahhaaa!!!!
Enjoy!
*ps - I still cannot like Simbu!
08 March 2010
Underprepared and Overwhelmed!
March madness...I should say Madness in March. It's been barely 3 months in to the New Year, but one hell of a ride so far for us. The funniest part is that none of what happened so far has been unexpected... Baby in Jan and a move to India in April...
I knew what I was getting in to with the baby... however, when he arrived, everything seemed different. I felt.. and still feel totally underprepared...
A move early this year was on the anvil... but when V got accepted in to ISB... and when we found out that we have to move in April.. I feel so overwhelmed. Liquidating, packing, saying good byes...
For now, I can't seem to get this song out of my head...
Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test
and don't ask why.
It's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth,
it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
-Green Day
I knew what I was getting in to with the baby... however, when he arrived, everything seemed different. I felt.. and still feel totally underprepared...
A move early this year was on the anvil... but when V got accepted in to ISB... and when we found out that we have to move in April.. I feel so overwhelmed. Liquidating, packing, saying good byes...
For now, I can't seem to get this song out of my head...
Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.
Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.
So make the best of this test
and don't ask why.
It's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
So take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.
Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time.
Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.
For what it's worth,
it was worth all the while.
It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.
-Green Day
25 February 2010
In-law trouble of a different kind
Okay, I don't know if I should be writing about this.... but at this moment, its bothering the crap out of me. I am risking it and writing about it anyway. What is a blog for if I can't write what I feel like ?!
For the last 6 years that I've been married to V, the last thing I had to worry about was if he'd get along with my family. The time he spent with my parents were always nice and we always had a wonderful time. I don't know what went wrong and how it went wrong... but now that my mom is here, suddenly things have changed. We are having big time personality/communication issues... Suddenly my mom's good son-in-law has turned out to be the villain. V's critical reasoning, sarcasm and jokes are totally not working on my mom. She gets offended by a lot of things V says. His off-handed remarks are causing her a lot of pain! Its not her fault, some times V's style can come across as very arrogant....
I can understand where both of them are coming from, but there's really nothing I can do. If I try to reason with my mom she feels I am trying to support V... and there's only so much V can change, however he said he will change his ways.
Things could've been worse, but I hate to see that my mom feels this way... I hate conflicts & misunderstandings.
For the last 6 years that I've been married to V, the last thing I had to worry about was if he'd get along with my family. The time he spent with my parents were always nice and we always had a wonderful time. I don't know what went wrong and how it went wrong... but now that my mom is here, suddenly things have changed. We are having big time personality/communication issues... Suddenly my mom's good son-in-law has turned out to be the villain. V's critical reasoning, sarcasm and jokes are totally not working on my mom. She gets offended by a lot of things V says. His off-handed remarks are causing her a lot of pain! Its not her fault, some times V's style can come across as very arrogant....
I can understand where both of them are coming from, but there's really nothing I can do. If I try to reason with my mom she feels I am trying to support V... and there's only so much V can change, however he said he will change his ways.
Things could've been worse, but I hate to see that my mom feels this way... I hate conflicts & misunderstandings.
02 February 2010
B00by Blues!
I believe that Nursing like abortion should be a Woman's choice! Grandmas, Grandpas, great grandparents, uncles, aunts, why to an extent even the father (he can have some say, but not all) ... have right to believe what they believe but never force their opinion upon the mother. I say, if you can't donate your boob for feeding then stay out of it!
Some people like to believe that birth and all else that follows should happen in a certain way.
Are you breast feeding? If you are not, then they feel you are depriving the child of something so important. Some people want to do it, some people don't want to do it and some like me are open and willing to give it a shot... If I don't get it or the baby won't get it.... just LEAVE it!
"Oh no!!!!!" they exclaim "Dont get him used to the bottle, he will never go back to nursing again".... SO, what????
As far as I am concerned, if the child gets his/her nutrition and continues to develop well, who the hell cares if the baby got food from the boob or the bottle? I don't think my child will complain about the lack of boob time when he is an adult.
Some people like to believe that birth and all else that follows should happen in a certain way.
Are you breast feeding? If you are not, then they feel you are depriving the child of something so important. Some people want to do it, some people don't want to do it and some like me are open and willing to give it a shot... If I don't get it or the baby won't get it.... just LEAVE it!
"Oh no!!!!!" they exclaim "Dont get him used to the bottle, he will never go back to nursing again".... SO, what????
As far as I am concerned, if the child gets his/her nutrition and continues to develop well, who the hell cares if the baby got food from the boob or the bottle? I don't think my child will complain about the lack of boob time when he is an adult.
29 January 2010
New Year, New baby, New mommy and an old neglected blog
Jan 16th was my blog's first birthday.... and I totally forgot about it.... I was on a baby break!
Nikhil Channaraj made his appearance on Jan 19th a little after noon. As expected our lives as we knew it has changed completely.... forever.
I am still recovering from some pain in certain wrong places, but other than that I have been up and about an hour or so after he was born, much to my mom's dislike.
Little dude is doing fine. Life is pretty bindaas for him. Three people taking care of him, fussing over him, burping him, cleaning him and what not...
As for us adults, we are hanging in here. Once upon a time I couldn't survive without 8 hours of sleep.... cut the 8 in half and that's roughly what I get these days. There is no difference between days and nights. Its all feeding time, changing time, sleeping time for Nikhil. As boring as all that sounds, its such a pleasure watching this small human being. The amount of love and attachment that I feel towards him can't be explained.
Its such a blessing to have my mom around. Good meals on time aside, someone to tell me that the baby is behaving like any other normal infant, someone to tell me not to keep worrying so much.
The new-mom worry has consumed me. Every other friend of mine who has gone through this experience tells me to enjoy this time and not to be a worry freak. But I just can't seem to stop this constant annoying feeling that something might (or is) wrong with the baby. For now, I am trying my best to control my anxiety. I am trying my best not to google every little thing that the baby does. I am trying to chant *shaaantiii shaaantiii* constantly. V & my mom sort of help me maintain my sanity.
Aall izzz vell... aall izz vell
Nikhil Channaraj made his appearance on Jan 19th a little after noon. As expected our lives as we knew it has changed completely.... forever.
I am still recovering from some pain in certain wrong places, but other than that I have been up and about an hour or so after he was born, much to my mom's dislike.
Little dude is doing fine. Life is pretty bindaas for him. Three people taking care of him, fussing over him, burping him, cleaning him and what not...
As for us adults, we are hanging in here. Once upon a time I couldn't survive without 8 hours of sleep.... cut the 8 in half and that's roughly what I get these days. There is no difference between days and nights. Its all feeding time, changing time, sleeping time for Nikhil. As boring as all that sounds, its such a pleasure watching this small human being. The amount of love and attachment that I feel towards him can't be explained.
Its such a blessing to have my mom around. Good meals on time aside, someone to tell me that the baby is behaving like any other normal infant, someone to tell me not to keep worrying so much.
The new-mom worry has consumed me. Every other friend of mine who has gone through this experience tells me to enjoy this time and not to be a worry freak. But I just can't seem to stop this constant annoying feeling that something might (or is) wrong with the baby. For now, I am trying my best to control my anxiety. I am trying my best not to google every little thing that the baby does. I am trying to chant *shaaantiii shaaantiii* constantly. V & my mom sort of help me maintain my sanity.
Aall izzz vell... aall izz vell
11 January 2010
It's time for another blog
Three posts in a day! I know how to make up for none in last three weeks, don't I?
Now that I have 9 more days to the due date, I have been wondering... Should I let "baby updates" be a part of my regular blog or should I dedicate a new blog for that? I decided to give it a separate spot at www.littlechanna.blogspot.com
I am sure I won't run short of material for that blog... the question is will I have the time? I hope to continue blogging on this one too, but something tells me this blog might become "Venting on..." :-)
Now that I have 9 more days to the due date, I have been wondering... Should I let "baby updates" be a part of my regular blog or should I dedicate a new blog for that? I decided to give it a separate spot at www.littlechanna.blogspot.com
I am sure I won't run short of material for that blog... the question is will I have the time? I hope to continue blogging on this one too, but something tells me this blog might become "Venting on..." :-)
Time for some updates
I grant December the "Funnest Month of the Year" Award. I don't even know where to begin. I had my first ever baby shower which was simply superb! I had so much fun at the shower... I can't thank my friends (you all know who you are) enough for having thrown me the bestestest shower. Thanks to all my friends (again, you all know who you are) who came and shared your evening with us and gave us such wonderful and thoughtful gifts.
I had another surprise shower at work... my manager, also a good friend of mine organized everything. She managed to sneak V in to work as well. It is an amazing feeling to have such wonderful co-workers.
Two showers meant two delightful cakes! Needless to say, V managed to polish both off in a decent amount of time. The first one was one helluva strawberry shortcake from Pastries by Randolph... which was decorated with the cutest blue booties you'd ever find. It was so cute that V & I refused to touch it. So, before marking our territories with knives we carefully lifted the booties off the cake. The one from work was a double chocolate mousse cake, shaped as a baby in a blanket... which was another winner.
I must've been a very good girl this year, because I got a wonderful Christmas gift. Spending time with my friends from college. It was so much fun hanging out with my girlfriends. It was so sweet of them to have planned a trip to come visit me. It was just like good old times. We watched movies, we ate so much that our stomachs hurt, we laughed so much that my friends thought I'll go in to labor...
All in all such a perfect month!
I had another surprise shower at work... my manager, also a good friend of mine organized everything. She managed to sneak V in to work as well. It is an amazing feeling to have such wonderful co-workers.
Two showers meant two delightful cakes! Needless to say, V managed to polish both off in a decent amount of time. The first one was one helluva strawberry shortcake from Pastries by Randolph... which was decorated with the cutest blue booties you'd ever find. It was so cute that V & I refused to touch it. So, before marking our territories with knives we carefully lifted the booties off the cake. The one from work was a double chocolate mousse cake, shaped as a baby in a blanket... which was another winner.
I must've been a very good girl this year, because I got a wonderful Christmas gift. Spending time with my friends from college. It was so much fun hanging out with my girlfriends. It was so sweet of them to have planned a trip to come visit me. It was just like good old times. We watched movies, we ate so much that our stomachs hurt, we laughed so much that my friends thought I'll go in to labor...
All in all such a perfect month!
Welcoming 2010
We bid adieu to another decade and welcomed a brand new year! Here's wishing everyone a fantastic year ahead filled with precious moments!
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