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visiting frnd's houses

i feel so bored to jus read novels all day... so i drop into all my frnds houses everyday. its so amusing why some frnds dont want other people to know that i spent time with them. its so silly. i'm not so fussy like that. my life is an open book. only the deep secrets are shared with my close frnds. watever, it doesnt hurt telling the world wat i do with my life otherwise.
siraj was telling me that he too felt the same last yr. but, unlike me, he doesnt get bored easily. siraj is more of an outdoor person. wish i had frnds like he does. he seem to have so much of fun and yet finish off all his work too. but its no big surprise, he is so much of fun to be with...

Today I went to yams house. I was watching a movie at her home. I ate some food cooked by yams. We wanted to drop in at another friend’s house too, but he said he won’t be home to entertain us. So we planned to go to shopping in the evening. Then after watching the movie, I tinkered with her ThinkPad. It was kewl. I liked it very much. Yams and I left to shop some jewelry. After some roaming, I left home. She later told me that she didn’t buy even after I left. Anyways, just being with yams itself gives me some pleasure/satisfaction.

I called up udhya early this morning. She has an interesting experience to share. I almost advised exactly what divs told me six months ago (when I faced the same situation). It was funny.

I was at home all day. It was so bugging. Sitting at home all day idle literally drove me nuts. I was online in the afternoons, chatting with my classmates, and then asha and I dusted and pulled out our mics to talk… the afternoon just flew away so. Then in the evening, I was msg’ing sima and we were msg’ing each other all rubbish for a long time. I simply admire the way he can stand my nonsense so cheerfully. I really felt very frustrated to do nothing.

I want to go and meet my school friends sometime. I felt even more tempted when I saw my school alumni party fotos. Mom agreed. But I am yet to decide on the dates.

Last day at college

It was our last day at college. Everybody spoke out what they felt about these four years. Later I passed on my slam book for everybody to scribble something. Ya, I don’t believe in all that crap, but many of my classmates wanted to fill in something for me. So I didn’t wanna disappoint them. I forced myself to bring one slam book and passed it on. We had arranged for cakes and cokes. We took snaps in our lab and had fun.

During lunch, divs and I confessed our displeasure over something to ani. I expected a big explanation. She simply told us that she had read our minds right. We didn’t press her either.

That evening when I read my slam book, I realized that I had made very few good friends in these last four years. After reading ani’s slam book, I felt that neither were others very much interested in/fancied my friendship. No, I didn’t envy ani, I just felt so proud of being her best frnd.

and then our one and only manasa's bday treat. it was so funny. it reminded me of attending some bday party back in school days. like how we go to bday parties arranged at their houses in the evening... ha ha ha... miss all those parties now.. especially divs, bhavs, and nj.

Missed yams treat

Today yams was giving us her bday treat. But I chose not to go. I simply hate going to dad for getting permission everytime I hafta freak out. It’s so silly. I’m so grown up and I want the freedom to go anywhere anytime without anybody wondering where I’m going or had been to. My parents won’t say no, but I just don’t feel like approaching them for permissions often. Manasa’s treat was approaching in another two days. So I decided to skip yams and attend manasa’s instead. Not that manasa’s treat is more important to me. But yams won’t make a fuss if I don’t turn up to hers unlike manasa. I didn’t even give yams an explanation. I just told her that I was too lazy to come, which is also true. She was disappointed but forgave soon.

Lazy day off

Feb 22
I took today off. Even though I was feeling a lot better, it was better to take a day off when you are allowed to. Even divs had bunked but she couldn’t come to my house coz she had some other work to do too.
Siraj had sent me a huge recipe collection that he promised to send few weeks back. My mom and I were reading it. Rams came online and buzzed me just then from ani’s house that evening. But I was busy browsing through some embroidery designs online with my mom. So I couldn’t chat with her.

Feb 21

I had a terrible cold and headache. I wish I had bunked college. Inspite of that I had filled a couple of my friend’s slam books.

Back to college

It was back to college after a long time. I didn’t like venki taking up our last week of college life. Thankfully, my counselor had two units to share too.
I went to the post office on my way back home and collected my passport. So I didn’t hafta take the next day off to finish this job.

freaking out wid gals

The next morning, as I was getting ready to meet divs, ani called me up and said she and anbu bunked, and were free to come too. So we changed plans quickly and went for a dumb movie in a popular multiplex. Five other classmates of mine had come and we six had a nice time together.
After the movie, myself and ani went with divs for a late lunch. It had been two months since we met divs, and catching up with her was a wonderful experience. We were so glad to see her.
It was so funny when divs promised to take us out to a popular icecream corner and how we roamed that entire neighbourhood giving confusing directions to the auto-richshaw guy. And after locating it finally, we landed up at a closed restaurant. Ha ha ha.. What can disappoint you more than this? So we had to chill out at to a nearby supermarket where bought ourselves ordinary chocobars.

monday again

It was Monday and back to qls again. I went there with the temple kunkum and a small bottle of the tirtam. The folks out there pissed me off by asking about my draft report. I decided I am not gonna return to this damn company till I finish something in my report.
So in the night I was asking my classmates out. Even thou manas and faust agreed, I chose to go out with divs instead. We planned a lunch together. Ani and anbu had work so they couldn’t agree to our plan.

Temple trip

Today I went with my family to a dozen temples. We had joined our neighbors and went on a planned trip together by hiring a van. It was a very different experience. I learnt that vaishnavite temples were little different from our shivite temples only after this trip. I got back home pretty late in the night.

Second review and lunch at yams place

Today we had our second review. Ani/anbu pair was the first to present. They had no presentation ready. So it was a messy start to the review meet.
I was the second to be called to present. I had an awful time out there too. My audience had 7 lecturers with two HODs. All of them were enthusiastic to raise doubts. Finally, I felt that it was not a bad show on my part. I somehow handled them decently well and left.
That afternoon, I went to yams house. We gals had a great time together at her place. Some of the gals cooked a good lunch. Since she was in town after 1month or so there wasn’t much in her kitchen. So yams and myself went to fetch some vegetables from a near by store. Yams was looking kinda dull, and so I asked her wat was wrong. She confessed after some persuasion. I can’t blog it here, but I can say I felt very sorry for her. I later told ani about that. She too was sympathetic. I realized that sometimes friends can make life miserable too if you are not frank with them.

School alumni and College farewell

There is an ‘alumni meet’ back at my school during this first week of February. My friends have been inviting and ordering me to attend it for quite some time now. I’m in touch with most of my school friends almost everyday, and even though I would love to see them again in person, I am in no mood to convince my parents and rush up 300 kms all by myself to hug them now itself. I’m not going for sure this time, but don’t know how to tell them tactfully that I won’t be coming. I don’t intend to keep them expecting me and not turn up at the last moment. That’s not fair either. All I can do now is to lay quiet for sometime and then excuse myself later.

My classmate asked me to sign her autograph book already. I was amused. I knew farewell is around the corner, but it is too early now. I had scribbled some crap in another friend’s slam book already, but now this sounds like a chore. I never believed in this filling up some crap in everybody’s book. It is meant for ‘parting’ friends. I always believe that world is such a small place, and nobody is parting anybody for good. We will continue to be friends even after leaving school and college. There is no need for getting to sentimental about these superficial farewells.

Friendship is not about spending 12 hours a day in each other’s company, but the warmth we feel when we reminiscence or meet even after 12 years and still feel that there is no thawing needed to get back to the old rhythm!

Creating my class blog

Tonight, we created our class blog. Initially, I didn’t want to create it. I told sharath, sima and Richie. Sima told me that Richie would create it instead.
But tonight, I was free and so thought why bother him and created it myself in a jiffy. Richie wanted the black template. I didn’t like it at all. I wanted a more cheerful template. I found his personal blog was also in the black. I wanted to disagree with his choice. But why take chances with Richie?
He had always been very formal with me. So I can’t take him for granted. I find Richie always jovial with other gals but he is most of the time snobbish with me. So I don’t want to go beyond his hi-bye level either. I mutely accepted the black template.
I’m highly skeptical about the success of our class blog. I know its gonna be even joined by just few of us. The yahoo group itself drove me nuts.
I’m waiting for sima and sharath to join as members. I can make them administrators too and relieve myself.

Is getting upset normal?

Elil lost his gold ring today. We were helping him search the lab just before lunch. But he got so upset about it. At first, when I saw the two girls nursing his bleeding hand, I thought it was an accident. Later the wash boy told us that he found broken test tubes and nobody was around to see what had really happened. We suspected that elil must have hurt himself deliberately. He got so worked up that he didn’t work after that and left early.

I don’t understand why these folks get so emotional over petty things. I hear that some of these folks used to skip lunch (often) if blasted etc. It must be tear jerking if all your hard work goes down the drain. Nevertheless, I don’t remember anything stopping me from eating or sleeping. I know many folks doing self-denial, if they fare poorly in their exams, etc. But I simply don’t understand it. May be I never got serious about my work.

How dumb can we get?

Today, we wanted to know if our compound was a polar compound. None of us knew correctly how to predict it from the structure. Then we tried to answer ‘what is a polar compound and what is a non-polar compound?’ first. In an effort to answer it, we debated into other concepts. Finally, we got so muddled up and foolishly wondered ‘if polar substances dissolve in a polar solvent?’, etc. It was embarrassing that we stumbled over such simple fundamentals learnt at school level. I told myself, it is time to pull up a good school chemistry text and learn it first.

PETA stickers

I badly wanted to stick a couple of peta stickers in my locker at QLS. I had to restrain myself wondering if udhaya wud b upset by that or if it ll get me into some problem. I dint want another snub from the picky ramakrishnan…
So everyday I open my locker sighing how nice it wud b with a screaming sticker on its inside….

Crazy kashmiris!

i was pretty amused to know that this udhaya is a kashmiri by birth. it took me some time to digest that fact becos all along i was assuming that she was a south indian.

it is true that i had a tough time guessing her roots, first i thought she was a tamilian (seeing her dressing sense), then i wondered if she was a maloo(curly hair), etc. One wild guess was a konkani too. So i left nothing to speculation, and just asked her one day at lunch.

she told me she was from a town(from where even my college director hails from), and then studied at another southern city. everyday she had a new place added to her list of 'where u from?'. i soon lost interest and left it alone.

then suddenly, out comes a revolting revelation that she was born in kashmir. my eyes literally popped out in surprise. i told myself, forget the looks and accent, but she even thinks like a south indian. how can people adapt to new stuff this well?

i secretly wished these hindus didnt flee kashmir. it looks as if they left their land fully in the occupation of these ungrateful terrorists. their presense there wud hav added a new dimension to the problem of kashmir. its a pity, they(people like udhaya) are refugees in their own land.

i have nothing against the muslims. i dont generalise the kashmiri muslims either. but... we cant deny that these kashmiri muslims are not patriotic enough. if they want to be with pakistan why can we just deport these people there and give space to the indian kashmiris?

reminiscencing wid srijanani

Jus as I was planning to log out after winding up with harini, I found srijanani online. It was tempting cos I dint hav touch with her after a really long time. After a brief chat, I jus plugged on my mic to the pc and we spoke for some time. But damn that poor signal, we got disconnected. Nevetheless, talking with janani is always like recharging ur batteries… her energy is jus contagious…

Harini’s tutorials

Rams gave a small treat at chill out and I headed home in afternoon itself. back home, I met harini online. She taught me about blogging and I got very excited about it. It was because, reading her blog gave me the thrill of reading someone’s personal diary. i don’t want my frnds to read my blog ever. But nevertheless I started mine…

Back to college

I went to college today. It was a pleasant surprise when I stopped an auto rickshaw early in the morning to find my junior vidya already in it. I was seeing her after some two months or so. I wished divs had come to college too. It was so incomplete without her.

Bad day

I was sick with a severe headache all day. i had an blocked nose which carves for all my attention.... phew...

Yams called me at 6pm and wanted me to forward her a resume. I felt glad to get her std call. I also felt bad at being remembered when a favor was needed. I jus asked her to get me a dress when she shops which she gladly accepted to.

bored bored and bored....

I am simply bored going to qls everyday and doing nothing but drag my feet there. I am simply being bugged up. I don’t know what to do, cos the folks there are too busy to be disturbed.

i jus msg'ed udhaya for taking two days off... and from her cheerful reply i understood that it makes little difference whether i go or not(work-wise)...

Jobless and yet fun

Last week, Elil too spoke with our little boss regarding my project. She seems to be convinced that I have to just join them in their work and cant be let alone. I was cursing myself cos I do work only when responsibility and deadlines are given to me. Joining and doing work with others excites me very little.

i realised that i don hav much work to do here than to timepass daily. they lead a stressful life and i dint njoy disturbing them to ask about my job. i just hop cabin to cabin and hav a nice chat with everyone....

i wasnt keen to work either cos i knew my no-work days are numbered. i wanted to enjoy that now itself.

writing srijanani's testimonial

this sunday afternoon, I wrote srijanani’s testimonial in orkut. It was fun. I expected her to check mails very rarely and blushed when I found her reply the same evening.

Divs is the best

Everytime I hav an emotional crisis, the first person I turn up to is divs. She never asks for details and yet always has an ear ready if u want to tell her anything. She always has the apt prophecy I need. Divs and I share a special frndship. We don’t talk a lot even when we are together. Yet life will be such a muddle without her company.

I remember on 3rd jan; it was late night. I donno wat I felt like. I was confused for quite some time. I picked up my mobile and msg’ed her ‘hey divs, if u really grow very fond of someone, is it wrong?’. She replied back, ‘it is ok as long as it is admiration, but don’t get obsessed with that person. They might also have some faults, which u ll realize only with time’.

It was exactly wat I wanted to hear. I wanted to thank her, but instead I replied, ‘I understand it’ and slept peacefully. If I have to thank her every time she guided me thru my life, then most of my time will be spent doing that.

I disagree with most of what divs do or think under normal circumstances. She is very mature and unlike me, doesn’t lose her thinking gear when facing challenging times.
When I face the same situation, I know that all I hafta do is jus blindly do wat divs did in a similar situation. Even though I was critical of that under normal circumstances, I understand that it was wat u can also think of best when stressed. I realize it only when I face the similar situation and hence never gave divs her due. She deserves it soon.

First day at QLS

Today was my first day at QLS. It was a queer experience. The folks there were fantastic. Everyone was very cheerful and friendly. I had a terrible cold and struggled to even talk. I was taught some work right-ho!

I found the lab coat very funky. It was a full hand one with an elastic wristband. I felt like a clown in it. I even complained to my boss udhaya. She simply told me to get used to it.

The two gals were so much fun to be around with. They kept chatting all the way and I had a nice time pass listening to their girlish talks… anitha wud hav enjoyed if she was there. i doubt if divs wud hav cos she too wud get bored too soon(just like me).

there are lots of things i wanna say but this typing is tiring after a long day out.

30th Friday met ‘udhaya’ mam.

I was kicking my ass when mr.raman asked me to come again and meet mr.ramakrishnan. I was bugged because I had an exam to study for! When I arrived there in the morning I was further upset to find out that ramakrishnan was not there.

I was referred to the so called udhaya maam. I simply dreaded to meet her. I was not up for it because I expected her to be a no-nonsense middle-aged lady. I wished praveen had not quit, because now I had to meet this female and explain everything from the beginning. I entered the BA lab with a huge sigh. A young nerdy girl came out of a cabin and pointed the same when I asked ‘udhaya maam?’.

I entered the cabin, and was simply taken aback by a young small female in the seat. I stumbled at the sight of such a youthful and charming lady, which was the last thing I expected to find in that seat. All I could manage is to ask stupidly ‘are you ms.udhaya?’. By the time she nodded yes, I regained my composure and introduced ‘hi I am shyamala’. After this awkward introduction, I was offered a seat.

I had a interesting chat with her. I seemed to instantly like her very much. She was both business like and accommodating too. i simply had the feeling of déjà vu, but I cudnt relate to whom! She was equally cute and traditional looking.

A crippled month

This December had been a month loaded with repair works. I was paralyzed with my pc requiring service, and my landline screaming for attention. The electrician was called for too. I had my exams amidst all these chaos. Everyday calling up the service people to remind them to come became a routine like brushing my teeth.

Finally, in the last two days of the month, everything seems to sort out on its own. It was as if the exasperated month gave way to an optimistic new year.

QLS

I got upset about the rxmd's drop of plans. I called up QLS and so here i hav an appointment with some raman.

I visited QLS at 10am and met mr.raman. he seemed to repeat the same stuff as praveen had previously done. i was pissed off at the end of the similiar 10 minute talk. i wished praveen had not quitted QLS.

i got back home with my focus shifting to cricket and my monday exams. i set up an reminder in my mobile about the calling him again after christmas.

My system drives me crazy

I donno why it always happens to me. I take enough precautions too. Yet inspite of having 3 upto date antivirus softwares, my computer runs like a tight rope walk. I always keep my fingers crossed wondering when my pc is gonna crash.
Each time I discover a new reason for its collapse. I am sure I can boast of being a knowledgeable pc/hardware service specialist in a couple of years, a trade learnt from personal experiences.

Diappointed with gift

it was a dumb prize with a silly ‘dinner set’. I donno why it is called so bcos all I find is half a dozen cup like bowls.
Mom was fuming with anger for being invited all the way to get this silly thing.

What kind of gift culture is this?

some female called up today and said that our telephone number was selected by a lot- prize is diner set...
and asked my parents to come together and recieve it tomorr betn 3 to 7pm...
ha ha ha...
donno wats it...
if we go tomorr only we will find out if it is true or wat els they got on store...
ha ha ha...

Rain Rain go away!

it was raining very very badly ysday and the day before.
i had college ysday and it was very bad weather with too much of chill wind.
i cudnt use my umbrella bcos it was difficult to handle it in the wind...and a tough time walking against the wind force..
my lab in college got flooded and they had to pump out the water before we started our work inside.
the bridge on our way to college was washed away and we took a different route to college .
most of the roads are not visible and more like a lake. the vehicles hafta go guessing the roads.
the whole city was flooded with knee deep water yday bcos of 40 hrs of rain.
today it was better with the sun out and rain stopped.
so dad went to office today.
today afternoon only the power came back..from ysday we had power cut here.
all colleges and schools were given holiday but my college is a stupid one, they will keep college even if a nuclear bomb is dropped..
my practical exams are over.
now i got diwali hols and my model exams start from next week.
some of my classmates houses here got water rushing inside their houses too... i mean the ground floors...luckily one frnd lives in the upper floor whereas her tenant lives in their ground floor...and another frnd lives in flats where ground floor houses are flooded with water it seems...
my place is not badly hit by the rain and so the roads were not water logged.
inspite of this, ppl are bursting crackers here today...