Bangalore Blues!!

People come and go out of your life! But some people just touch your heart, like no one else has ever had! Yeah! You guessed it right! It’s a love story!! 17 and restless, that I was! I couldn't wait to go to Bangalore!! What more can a small town Trivandrum girl ask for at the age of 17!!Bangalore, hostel, life away from parents!! Aha!!! Hell aha!!! Dad said he would get me a cell phone too!! Wow!!! I said to myself “I will always hold it in my hands, so everybody could see"!

Few days down, hostel started looking dirty, classes looked really difficult. Math looked Greek and Latin, Engineering drawing as they called it looked like a beast". The colors and crushes started fading away! So was the money my parents were sending! I would spend five thousand rupees in first 15 days and then rest of the month was at the mercy of Anita's wallet!!

Yeah! Anita was one hell of a girl! Not because I lived the second half of months on her money! Not because she used to say that I was beautiful, not because she made me laugh, not because she let me use her wardrobe!! This girl had a heart which never knew to hurt a single soul! She was a pillar of support to all her friends. Unlike me, she didn't have to do double masters in Psychology to know people's heart! She was a born true HR person!!

Anita was an extrovert, outgoing who never had an issue going out to a party and shouting aloud “ok, so I have come, let’s make it interesting for my sake"!
Spending endless hours at restaurants, blood donations, packets of kurkures , dosa and sambhar , Magi noodles , fighting with room mates!! We were always together ending up in trouble! Life fun, fun and hell fun!! Anita taught me to love (really). She used to talk to me for hours together about her grandpa and how she loved him!! I used to think“oh, do we have to love our grandparents too? I thought one needs to just love their parents"!!! She used to phone up her parents regularly, which made me feel guilty!! She talked about how good her mom was, how her dad loved her. Talking emotions at that age was quite surprising to me!! I used to think "cccmoon, 17 is not the time you talk about your parents"! But, had not been this girl, at that age, I wouldn't have realized how much my parents meant to me. How they work hard to send me that five thousand rupees!! I learned to talk emotions finally!! I started writing emails to my mom!! Yeah! It indeed was a great start!!

If somebody is expecting a revolution (or a sweet ending climax, like Subha finished her engineering with a good grade, though she had so much fun, then you are on the wrong page).I lost five papers in a row!! Engineering didn't happen! But it was a beginning of a very fruitful relationship which taught me to love! I tell you, one needs to learn from this girl how to love somebody!

It's been almost 10 years. Engineering times has drowned somewhere below my many other "accomplishments"!! Lol! But the love which she taught me still helps me learn new things. I discover new things everyday to love my mom, dad, husband and almost everybody!! Thanks to this girl!!

A new diet plan

I made a new diet plan last week according to my '' Big'' brother's advice.I call him big brother because,whenever we are seen together ,I would be asked as how many years I am elder than him.Many conclude that he is two years younger to me,though he occupied my mom's tummy three and a half years before I did.
Speaking about the diet plan,It went as follows

Break fast - Oats + Fat free milk

Lunch - Uncooked vegetables (Carrors,Lettuce,Cucumbers) with Ranch

Dinner - Two Rotis

I religiously shopped for veggies,and stuffed my refrigerator with it .I felt very proud of myself and thought about all the insensible fat people in the world.

Day 1 -Break fast: I made Nescafe with the fat free milk. and added pasta (including potato,onion,Paneer,and masala ) to the oats.

Lunch-I had baked lays'' soaked in the Ranch,Plus very little rice,very little sambar,very little curry.(I was happy that sambar and curry had vegetables in it,and that I was following my diet plan strictly)

Dinner -Having been abstemious the whole day,I thought of eating out.(after all rotis are available in the Indian restaurant!).Me and my better half ordered Onion kulcha (roti deep fried in olive oil with ghee to top it),and Malai Kofta.Dinner was really tasty and all the more tasty because,It went strictly according to the diet plan my sibling had made for me.

One loyal friend is worth ten thousand relatives.

Last night before I drifted away,I was thinking of one of the dearest human being,with whom I shared a room,lots of junk food,lot of thoughts ( morally un- stratified) ,and a glass of vodka on her b'day.The first time I saw her in the hostel,I remember seeing her in a sexy T-shirt and boxers and it kind of threw me away.!Much above in league with me?!!
It was the campus interview season in our college.US technology was coming to our campus.I was at Trivandrum the previous day,enjoying the treatment one gets at home,when you visit them after a '' long time''.!I remember I had a new diet plan then.It was on how to eat when you imagine your self to be a bottomless pit.The diet plan was fantastic and it worked well.
I got a call from the girl I was talking about.I rushed to the station to catch the next train to Cochin.(not that I so curiously wanted to attend the interview,but they said that I would be fined ,if I don't attend the classes next day.)The hostel atmosphere later charged me up too.I was all geared up that night for the next days interview.I chose to sit for the same.Tintu (thats what she's called),had already planned that she would not be attending it. But nevertheless she was there in the GD hall to pep me up.Group discussion went well,and I put forward some of the most confusing points.My name was to be called last .P.S-Tintu did not go away after the ''pep talk '' which I mentioned earlier.P.S-She had not had a drop of water since morn.It was lunch time.I didnt want to take the chance of going away to hog,while my name would be called. (P.S -Tintu is still there with me).All through she kept saying how good I can be,though I don't seem to know that.She ran around all the ''supposedly bright students'' for last minute knowledge for my Personal Interview ( While I was in restroom,trying to look personable in front of the mirror).
It was 10 pm in the night (after the PI),the interviewer came out with a serious grim face,with some names scribbled in a paper.The third name was Subha Govindarajan...and YIPPPPEE!!!!!I was selected.Before I could express my happiness with a couple of cat calls or whatever,I heard a loud cheering...!and yeah...it was her.She was celebrating....!!
Times fly really fast and now I can't swap anything to get back to this particular day.A manifestation of such a pure love..!

A Baby step in USA

A Baby step in USA

Monday May 19th:1:53 PM (Location: United states of America)

Yup!!I too have started to blog!!I have often wondered the exact utility purpose of a blog!Agreed that it does keep you in touch with this foreign language.Why did I start one?!To keep connected with this language?Hell..NO!!3500 words in the GRE word list had already a toll on me!.GRE gave the kind of exercise my brain cells wanted!!Right after GRE came the most depressing and self assessing part!!The application process for ''M.S'' !!Statement of Purpose which had to be submitted to the school taxed me.But I got tremendous help from my sibling who taught me how to go about it!
I am one of those who 'z lucky enough to have lots of people to delegate jobs to!!!Vimita was one such!!An awesome girl,who always helped me (or rather I helped her,by doing some of the very important works like getting the print-outs from the printer,locating a computer where she can do my work in the lab) with the formatting work in the word documents.No matter how much work I thrust on her(in the name of friendship),not once did the smile on her face faded!!The next best thing after my family is Vimita Parakkal!! Vimita was the one,who got most of the attention from ''supposedly good looking wannabes''!!!
Coming back to the self assessing part,which I mentioned earlier,My SOP was finally done and I could squeeze the purpose of my education in a single page and later icings were added to it by my beloved husband.!Yes.It was my Statement of Purpose for furthering my education in this land of opportunity.And surprisingly,I got admitted to my masters in Industrial Psychology.(Psychology of getting people to work together).Oops!!Ain't I designed for that?!
Hence If I have to give an Acknowledgment for my masters in HRM,it would be Vimita Parakkal,(I always use her full name because I derive some kind of a mysterious pleasure in the fact that it bugs her), Vijay (my sibling) and Prasad (my better half) for my Admission to San Jose State University