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Am a contradiction of sorts. i love going out and having a good time with friends, and i can also stay home chill out over a book or a movie.. Am very passionate about writing, so give me a topic and watch me float away into wonderland... I Am crazy about music,books,friends and my doggie... :)

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Why do dogs leave the earth first

I read this on Facebook, and thought it was well worth sharing....

At my grandparents' house, they've always had a dog- it could be a German Shepherd or a Boxer, but we have always had one... The very 1st pup that came home [of which i remember] was a little girl called Sheeba, our neighbor's dog had a litter and we bought one from them, she was this tiny labrador pup, off white in colour and was the angel of our eyes. I recall being in Chennai for summer holidays when she came home..

Mom would put her in a large tub with a towel on the bottom in the bathroom we dint use, but she would squeal to no end.. until we opened the room and brought her out. She was so tiny she couldnt jump over the tub yet.. And then there were the days when she would be running around the living room with my grampa screaming his head off "no dog on the sofa, it is pissing here, doing that , going there, etc" .. And so time went by, and one morning i woke up to silence.. Saw mom and aunt sitting quietly on the sofa... As i went to the balcony to say good morning to Sheeba, granpa took me aside and told me "Sheeba died last night, am so sorry, something must have bit her"... That was the 1st time i felt that piercing pain that is indescribable and one that took eons to get over...It was time for me to head back to Tirunelveli for school beckoned and i guess with time i kinda came to terms with Sheeba's demise... 

And after that, for a few years there was no dog at home.. We moved to Chennai in 1990, and within a year or 2, my uncle brought home a cute little Boxer pup- Boss we kids named her... she was the quietest dog i have ever seen... Such an adorable darling she was... Gramma used to sit in the room near the kitchen and make dosas for dinner [has a bad knee and cant stand too long], the minute the skillet hits the stove, we would hear her trot and scratch on the door... She loved em dosas and would gobble them straight from the tawa.. her meals were milk, boiled veggies and curd rice... She lived a long healthy life for 10yrs before a bad uterus and  Tumor brought her down... December 31st 2005 she died in my arms, breathing her last.... Sigh..... 

It took me and my sis quite a while to get over her loss... she was our baby, and we had seen her go from healthy to fragile.... 

Time does not heal, it only numbs until something else takes over the spot [i believe] In 2007, on Jan 14th while walking to a nearby grocery store i heard this little whine coming from under the water lorry. Spotted a pup, but was sure his momma was around... But when  i was walking back home, i saw him once again, timid and tiny, hidden under the wheel.. Looked around, saw nobody, and brought him home... And Floppy's now 5years old and a spoilt brat... He is not one of those hi-fi breeds, but he is a handsome fella and the 1st boy dog at home....He eats Pedigree, and will not Touch rice or veggies unless it is in pasta, will not touch bread, but eat only rusk or biscuits, loves an ice cream every now and then....I love him to bits, actually am sure everyone at home loves him. He whines when i leave him for hours together, cries when i travel, and well is always there for me!! 

Wow, all i wanted to do was share the image of  "why do dogs leave the earth first" and ended up writing a full length post... I do love dogs~

Thursday, May 24, 2012

Date with the sun....

When i think of Sun, i instantly start playing Baz Luhrmann's Sunscreen's song out loud..

If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now. Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh never mind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….


I remember when i was small [well, right upto 14-15yrs of age or so] , we used to be out pretty much all the time.
Out playing with friends
out running around driving our parents crazy
Out talking to our friends across the compound wall
Out screaming our heads out as we run, play Hide n seek.

No sunscreen
No stoles or scarfs covering our faces
No fancy creams...

But today,
We dread stepping out
We hate going out in the sun
and we 
and whine about how hot it is..

Well, let me tell you something.., I live in Chennai, where the year goes through Hot-- Hotter- Hottest- Hot.. and well, you get the picture right?

How i wish i was like Kyra, who stays cool, can go out and waltz in the sun
she looks like she cares not for the heat
she beats the heat
taps her feet...

How i wish i was with Kyra
watching her rock the world 
with an attitude to die for...

Hmm.. looks like i have a few lessons to learn
from Kyra...
 For, she is 
Strong and suave
Chic and smart
cool and chilled out
dancing to the beats....

All i need is the new Lakme Sun Expert
Watch my skin glow
instead of tan
against the beating sun!!  

off i go waltzing out 
singing with Baz .
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth. But trust me on the sunscreen…

  This is my entry for The Lakme Indiblogger Contest.  I Love Lakme

Friday, May 18, 2012

The web

Well, here is my entry for Indiblogger's Internet is fun!  with Vodafone .. 

I work,surf, hunt through Google
I sing songs with singers
 I dance to the Aerobic videos
I download music and movies 
I send gifts to dear darlings

I chat on Whatsapp
I find places on the map
I fall in love with words from friends
I smirk at comments on my Blog 
I scream at the screen when a site refuses to open
But i smile when it shows me what i want.

The internet,
they call it
Is a big mystery to me

i no not where the words go
i no not how they get to you and me

all i know is
i smile when it shows me what i want 

There are days when i want to run away
everything bugs me to no end
but then a tiny note, or a message or a tune
and i smile when it shows me what i want 

This is the web
i rely on
to help me get some projects

this is the web
i lean on
when i am lonely and miserable

Twitter, Facebook, and Blog
Linkedin, Ryze and Gmail
I use them 
I use them all

I surf on my laptop
I surf on my Blackberry
I even surf on my iPod touch 

Did i mention?
I read, yes, like there is no tomorrow
I bookmark links
I jot down recipes
I prowl the net for interesting information

I study
I learn a new language

I travel
I write and share my experiences

I cook 
I eat
I write and share what i gobbled down

and before i forget
I clickety click click 
yes, you can see what i click right here on 
the internet...

That is how much fun the internet is
i smile
when it shows me what i want...... 

Day or night
Morning or evening 
Sad or happy
Busy or free
I need the internet
it helps me stay connected~!!

And all of this
On my sweet little Blackberry... :-)

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

There she is

I have this friend, a friend with no name. She has been with me for as long as i can remember, probably from when i 1st saw the world. She sits quietly, in the corner, waiting patiently for me to be done with my daily activities, chores, errands, work, meetings, and what not. 

She has taught me about patience, and taught me tolerance. But yes, she admits she isnt perfect, so there are moments where i slip up. She reprimands me when i go out of line, and pats me on the back when i accomplish little things. She is there for me, day and night, not a grumble not a complain, nothing but silent support. 

Over the years, i've noticed she has changed, or rather situations and circumstances have forced her to change. She says "we go on, like the flowing river, except now we are more aware of the rocks and pebbles that come in our way". It is thanks to her that I dont trip and fall as much, she holds my hand and lets me take my time to get over these hurdles. 

Before i end the day, we usually spend a few minutes in each others company. Sometimes just to share a few thoughts, and other times i let her try to talk some sense into me. It is at that moment, i know a bond develops between us. Gets stronger with each passing day! 

There are times when i wonder if she has become cold and distant, she does surprise me with a sense of maturity i hope to grasp. She tells me "go for it, dont expect" even when i fight it saying "why should I?" 

She is such good company, i cant begin to explain... I wish i was half as sensible as her.. maybe one day ~ ~

PS: Last night while walking home, i had a conversation with her, about life, friends, family, work, and just about everything else... I guess that prompted this post!!

Tuesday, May 1, 2012


What does Space mean to you? I did go around asking a few people this question and here is what they said....

M: Shelf space, space on the table to place all the items, whether i have enough space to sit in the living room when there are guests there

GD: Square feet only...

F1: Space is every around us, space is also my personal space, physical space [like no touching, being around people all the time] and ofcourse shelf space[which i can never seem to get enough of]

F2: Space is just space, you know!... you cant explain it in words... Ummm, garden space, working space, sleeping space, most important for me is parking space.. do these count?

F3: Oh, it has to be the space i have left in my external HDD for the movies and music i download... ;)

Well, the net defines Space as "A continuous area or expanse that is free, available, or unoccupied: "he backed out of the parking space".. 

To me, space means all of the above and some more.. more than square feet or garden or lounging, i need PERSONAL space, private space, where i am me, there i no one crowding my thoughts of the physical space. And i have realised many dont even know what it is.. They dont understand. To them space is simple math- you have 400 sq ft, so what do you want more space for? You have space to store all your stuff, and work, what more do you need? you have a place to sleep, and relax, what more do you want? 

Why dont they understand the need for SPACE.. the need for an environment where a person can feel at ease, where they can do what they want, a space that is all theirs, and NO SHARING....

Do you ever feel the need for want of Space? what do you do when that yearning sets in? how do you deal with it? and what does Space mean to you? Do share!!