My Kolams

A very simple rangoli...

With a sketch of Lord Ganesha

This was put in the temple nearby

For my brother's engagement........

 I tried something new...
A rather unconventional design

This was put at the madapam...

For my cousin's engagement...

There was shading made out of cement on the floor...

Which complimented my kolam

 My favorite design...

 On Theru Day...
At the temple nearby

My favorite design....

Girls rock!!!

Diwali always comes with;

Crackers...

Sweets...

New Dress...

Special Programs in television...
And the much awaited and anticipated...
Diwali movie releases...

Diwali, 2011 was no different in general...
Yet it was so different to me in particular!

©       I could not buy crackers because it was late when I left office. And, rain happened to follow me. So, I had to drop the plan of buying crackers

©       My brother's marriage got over only a couple days before. So, none at home had time or the interest to make variety of sweets. So, we stuck to just one - the Rava Ladoo (Our family's favorite!!)

©       I did have a new dress. But, I felt too lazy to wear one and step out!!

©       Could not watch any of the special programs in Television. One, because there were too many commercials to bore anyone. Besides, I did not have the patience to wait all through the oh-so-boring advertisements. I mean who in this world is going to believe that one can become fair in seven days on using a particular cream or that the hair will become silkier on regular use of certain shampoo!!!!!

Thus, all I was left with was the burning desire to watch the Diwali release movies at least!!

Bhodhi Dharmar...

A R Murugadas...

Concept of traces of the characteristics of forefathers in DNA...

Debut film of Sruthy Hassan...

Chart busters songs...

(Though I was not awed)

Above all....

The ever-charming and too-good-looking Surya...

Equally charming villain named Johnny Tri Nguyen...

On the very next day, myself, Eechu and Chammi (This is how I call them!!) planned to go for the movie. We had no other option but to watch the 5pm show. However, the movie had started half an hour before!!

On the insistence of other two - in spite of my warnings - we decided to watch the 7:30pm show!! We waited and we waited more. The crowd got thicker in each passing minute. 

The darkness of night...

Smell of cigarettes...

The never stopping stares and glares at us...

"Akheli ladki khuli hui thijori ki tharah hoti hain" (which means, "a lonely girl is like an open treasure"), the oh-so-famous Jab We Met movie dialog kept ringing in our ears...

Finally, after waiting in front of the gate for more than an hour, we decided to go to my home - the safest and the best place to hang out!!!

Of course, the decision was taken after a long discussion on;

Why a girl (or even three for that matter) can’t go out for a second show movie??

Especially, if the place is a small town - Very unlike the metros...

Won’t girls like to have the same fun as the boys do??

Or were we just imagining things??

Were we over reacting??

May be we are brought up that way...

May be we are made to believe that we are brought that way!!!

Either ways...

We ended up at home...

Watched the funny, crazy and never once boring movie - SOCHA NA THA!!!

Literally, Socha na tha!!!! (Which means, "Didn't think so" in Hindi)

Socha na tha...

That we would spend a night at my home...

Socha na tha...

That we would enjoy it completely...

Socha na tha...

That we would plan a tour from office...

Socha na tha...

That we would be awake till 3am in the morning....

Socha na tha...

That we would giggle and gossip so much and for so long....

Socha na tha...

That I would blog so long...

Socha na tha...

Even our 6am Arivu failed to give a clue on what was about to happen...

So... Can’t expect an 7am Arivu!!!

Hey friends...

You rock!!!

Hey girls...

We rock!!!

(Though within the limitations and constraints!!!)

My Mehandhi

The "Single Child" Syndrome

"Do You have any brothers or sisters?"

I say, "No"

The World says, "Oh is it? That is really bad."

Why does the entire world pity me?

They sound as if someone is dead and that they are really worried about that.

I mean what is so bad about being the SINGLE CHILD?

 

The are loads of advantages in being SINGLE CHILD!☺

• The attention of your parents will not get divided
• They give the world's love because they have only one child  
• There will be no one to fight with for the remote control, computer and all other blah blah blah...
  (Come on... I have already told you that I am a single child. So I don't know for what siblings would fight!)
• Your room, study table and bed will not be shared by anyone
• You will end up getting everything new...
  New books, dresses, games, vehicle, accessories...
  (But hey, this applies only if you are the eldest. Because the older one will always get the newest and the best!)
• You can eat all the sweets and snacks by yourself.
• And you can be a Mama's Daughter/Son and Daddy's li'l Princess/Prince

 

Bt hey!

There are disadvantages too☻

• There will be no one to play with at home other than parents
• There will be no one to fight with (Of course other than parents!!!)
• There will be no real person to cuddle with
  (Only Teddy bears and pillows will be there)
• There will be no extended families to the next generation
• The jealousy factor will be predominant in such single children
• They would fail to feel the joy of sharing

Loneliness plays an inevitable part in their lives. Or rather, I should say I feel lonely many a times. It would have been fun if I had a sibling. There would have been more glistening memories to my life! I would not have become such an ardent thinker. I would have been normal. I would not have pined for more friends.

In spite of all the above revelations, I have to admit that my parents have done a great job. They have not brought me up as a cliched "Single Child". They have been played the part of a good friend, sibling and that of a great guide. They made me into what I am today. They ensured that I don't end up as a overtly pampered and always-tantrum-throwing "single child"!!!

I am happy that I did not turn out to be a spoiled little brat.

(Actually that is one of the reasons why the world has a problem in believing that I am a single child)

I am happy that I got the best parents...

Love you appa and amma

(that means "Love you dad and mom" in tamil)

Yet I am sad that I don't have a sibling...

Life would have been different...

Life would have been more fun...

A four lettered word called LOVE

How simple (Yet BORING) life would be if the four lettered word called LOVE was not there in life.

The obligations, commitments and responsibilities would be less or non – existent rather.
But alas! We humans always like to complicate life.
We like to be hooked up.
We always want something to worry.
And of course, need some super natural and over powering feeling to keep us going on…

And there comes the four lettered word called LOVE.
It starts as an hiccup. Then slowly it spreads and at end conquers.
By that time, we would have become so used to the disease that we would have made friends with it!

A four lettered word called LOVE…
Parents… Siblings… Family… Friends…. Spouse… Kids….
The list goes on and on…
We live for them. We want to meet their expectations…
We work hard and harder to see them happy…
And eventually loose our identity…
We forget ourselves and will end up being happy because they are happy!

A four lettered word called LOVE….
You change life…
You change the perception about life…
You change a man to human…
You show divinity…
You hide the devil within within oneself…

A four lettered word called LOVE…
Life would have been simpler (yet BORING) without you!!!

A four letter word called ANNA

I don't think I am a loser…

I am not unhappy either…
Life has taught me to be happy and be contained with what I have…
It has also taught me to be determined enough to get hold of what i want…

But there is this four letter word called ANNA…
If I get an opportunity I would rather ask for Anna…
that four letter word called ANNA can do wonders to me…
I pine for an older brother…

Why don't I have one??
May be because God wanted to play that role..
May be because I was destined to be a loner…

Of course…
My parents have never made me feel the absence of a sibling…
Not even of a friend to be precise…

But still…
A four letter word called ANNA is something i miss…

If i was born poor, I could have worked hard and become rich.
But, here I am…
Born alone…!!!

If I had someone to call with that four letter word called ANNA…
Life would have been different…

I could have gone for movies at night…
Could have fought for a TV remote to watch MY favorite show…
Could have spied around (teasingly) to check if he smokes or drinks or has a love life!!!

A four letter word called ANNA…
There would have been someone to comment upon the way I look (and the way I should look too!!)
There would have been additional pocket money…
There would have been jealousy factor when he comes to know that that there is another MAN in my life…
During teenage, guys would not dare to tease me because they would be so scared of my brother!!!

There would have been celebrations on Rakshabhandhan…
There would have been more gifts on my birthdays…
There would have been more memories…
There would have been more tears of joy….

Life would have been different…
Simple…
Interesting…
Fun…

A four letter word called ANNA…
How much I miss you…

If u were around, I am not so sure if you would have left me sit in front of computer for such a long time…
You would have fought with me badly so that you can play computer games or watch movies…

Oh common….
I dont know…
Because….
I have not practically applied that four letter word called ANNA!!!

All the li’l sisters ought there…
A four letter word called ANNA means a lot in life…
Only those who dont have happen to realise that though…!!!!!

Miss you Anna…
And I love you loads!!!

How much I wish that A four letter word called ANNA was there around me to read this to the least!!!!

Note:
Anna means older brother in Tamil