Honored again…


Priya has awarded me with an award for the dearest bloggers, Liebster blog award.

Liebster means “favourite” or “dearest” in German and by sharing this award with you, it means your blogs are my favourites. Here are the rules:
1. Thank the person who gave you the award and link back to her blog.
2. Copy and paste the award to your blog.
3. Choose 5 bloggers to receive this award and let them know by commenting on their blog.
4. Hope they pass on the award to their favourite blogs.
5. Thank all those who follow your blog.

Here are my nominations:

Yasmeen, Aswathy, OMC, Shalini, Deeps

And like Cybernag said, “What goes around comes around”.

Thankyou Seena for tagging me the Versatile blogger award once again. Here are the list of random things

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Kolaveri viral infects daughter


With this virus spreading far and wide, husband was enjoying different versions this morning and daughter dancing to the tunes. I was trying to force feed her (as usual) and she resisting (as usual) to her best. That’s when it struck how it would be if she had her version of this song, and here it is…

Hello Guys.. I am Singing Song..
Not so soup Song.. Flop Song..                                                       

Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee?
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee?

Distance-la TV, TV
Me-u smiling white-tu
TV background amma, amma
Amma face-u black-ku
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee?
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee?

I am playing with-u toys-u
Amma yelling sleep-u
Amma heart-u black-u black-u
My-u future dark-u..
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee?
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee?

Mole, Aa plate edutho..
Some more rice edutho..
Papa Papa Papa Papa Papa Papa vannallo..

Too much torture Papa..Ready 1,2,3,4
Ok papa.. Now tune Change-u..

Kaila Stick-u.. Only English..
Hand-la stick-u,Face-la spects-u
Papa very strict-u
Eat-u eat-u vegetables-u
No more cartoon-u

God-u God-u Oh My God-u
Help me somehow-u
Parents, Parents, Grand-u parents
I want you here now-u
I am dying for chocolate-u
Get me out of this place-u
This song for girls ‘n’ boys-u
We don’t have choice-u

Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee
Why This Kolaveri Kolaveri Kolaveri Dee

Flop song..

I have recollected the lyrics from memory,but incase I have missed a para or few lines am sure you would excuse me 🙂 After all, daughter is only going to be two,and so she can miss one or two lines. Poor joke,eh? Never mind 🙂 🙂

And here is our favorite version of the soup song

Note: With the advise from a few fellow bloggers, I am reserving all copyrights of the above version of Kolaveri song.

Dealing with english accent…


With people from different countries residing together, English is the common language here.As long you do not know Arabic, Chinese, Philippini and the variety of Indian languages (Hindi/ Malayalam/ Telugu/ Tamil/ Bengali ….), you have to stick to English. Fortunately CUSAT has influenced my Hindi/Bengali skills. Needless to say, Chennai IT companies have brimfully brilliant Telugus,Tamil and mallus 🙂 🙂 So I can deal with Indian languages. But when the ones I meet do not know any of these as much as I do not know theirs, we choose English. The mother tongue influence on English would end up confusing most of the time.

After enrolling for driver’s license test, I had to clear a theory paper which wasn’t a big deal at all. Anyone would get through. So after the exam, I went to the invigilator to collect my result, and he said, “You fail”.WHAT??? No way. I look at him again and see an impatient him shouting, “You fail. Please collect your belongings and leave.Next in queue…”.I collect my mobile and then he hands over the result along with my file which says I have only 2 wrong answers, and I realize he said, “Your FILE”.What a relief..

Neighbour Egyptian anty is fond of Pari. She mixes Arabic and English together to help us understand better,but ahem… Being my mother’s age,we give her due respect and visit whenever possible. Pari is her adorable darling. During one such visits she asked “Ul-Zatayam baby crying, Why?”.I stood perplexed trying to figure out Ul-Zatayam, while her hands went round and round to comprehend, repeating “Ul-Zatayam,Ul-Zatayam”..  All the while at her home, I was trying to decipher Ul-Zatayam, when she asked, “How are your parents – Fazer,Mazer?”. So ‘Z’ was for ‘th’ and then it suddenly struck. Ul-Zatayam, Ul tha tayam – All the time. “All the time baby crying, why?”.Poor thing!!

So we have to learn and deal with not only British English and American English,but also Chinese English,Philippino English (though I cannot tell who belongs to which country,I can tell after they talk),Arabic English,Egyptian English,Turkish English etc etc… But that’s all fine. Mother tongue gets mixed up with foriegn languages.Natural.

But sometimes people create the fake English accent and totally twist my senses. Long back in mid 2005, when we were at Brighton, our team planned for a Swiss trip. Exactly on the day before the trip,London bomb blasts happened and therefore heavy police checking prevailed at all airports. After landing at —— airport, a police man asked my colleague why we were visiting Swiss, and my colleague answered with heavily accented English. “We are tourists, sir”. His Tamil and English emphasized the word ‘tourist’ too much that the police man asked again. “What terrorist?” :- ) 🙂 There stood our horrified colleague,but oh!! What a lovely joke it was for us. From then till now (6 yrs) he is been referred to as Terrorist 🙂 🙂

Packing and Moving…


 

is tough…. But am an experienced hand now. After shifting houses for the 5th time within 4 yrs of marriage, I can be certified so. However experience does’nt really matter.Hassles,stress and struggles are a part of house shifting. And Oh!I shouldn’t forget to mention that all shiftings were actually intended for my convenience.So noone to be blamed for.

Soon after marriage when I changed job, office was more than 20 kms from where we were put up and 4 hrs in travel through Chennai traffic was quite a waste of time. So we shifted.

Perfect,well furnished brand new house. Owner’s sister was our immediate neighbour and approachable. 6 months later, she told that her daughter is returning from the US and is looking for a house. I warned husband that we might be asked to shift any time from now. In another week, owner gave us a ‘generous’ 3 months notice period 🙂

We were lucky to have found a new home in the neighborhood and shifting was comparatively easier. After an year, I was about to leave home for delivery and there was a magnanimous 8 months maternity leave (blessed we were),so all my things were taken home and then back. It dint involve any furniture (luckily), but was quite a huge task. Ofcourse for my good.

Sayf came to Dubai in a couple of months and we were supposed to join him in 5 months. So in 5 months time, the whole house had to be shifted to Kerala with the exception of a few things that had to be shipped to Dubai. Two weeks and then everything to Dubai. For our better life,na? 🙂

Not even an year here. We have shifted again. Dubai demands that we should have a 2BHK to keep a full time maid. And why maid? Am joining work soon. Yaaay!! This shifting too was for my benefit. Noone can be blamed but some good things are always accompanied by a free gift – packing and moving 🙂 🙂 We are used to living in suitcases now.

Fingers crossed!! My new office wouldn’t be too far that we have to do this over.

Ssshh…Here is a secret,..


“Sssshh…Here is a secret.But wait…errr..!You are a girl,I can’t tell you”…What an INSULT!!!

An average women cannot keep secret for longer than 47 hrs, a news study says. Read it here. http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/newstopics/howaboutthat/6199822/Women-cannot-keep-a-secret-for-longer-than-47-hours.html

I have been hearing this for long. According to the theory, guys generally talk about hi funda stuffs,cars and bikes,computers,good looking girls,social affairs and other ‘non-personal’ matters and are therefore supposed to hold secrets. Girls talk a lot, mostly gossip and therefore can’t hold one. Well, there are some women who have a sudden urge to discuss about anything they hear, but please don’t generalize. Having considerable numbers of friends – both boys and girls – I know people of both genders who can keep secrets and the ones who would spill the beans. Me? I swear if someone has told me a secret, I can keep it as a secret to my grave.

But people mistake me for lots…Reason? I am sociable,friendly and cordial. And on a general opinion,people who fall in this category,cant keep secrets… BIL was shifting to a new house and wanted to surprise his parents. Says he believe everyone will keep it, but not me. Arey bhaiyyaaa… He is half as social as I am.But social people are sensible too.They know what to talk, what not to. I do not need a label like that..

I have kept secrets for long, pretended that it never existed, lied when asked about it and refused politely when forced to. It needs will power to do that. I have even denied my ears to juicy secrets to the fear of spilling them. Yes, I love gossip but I do not want to hurt people. I respect others privacy as much as I respect mine. I respect others information as much as I do to mine.

If one confides, I can zip my mouth. But if one just communicates, how the hell am I supposed to know it is not to be conveyed – unless it is about love,affair,marriage,pregnancy,illness or some other serious note that is likely to cause harm to you or others? X was on leave for a day in office.He came back and told that he was on a trip to his friend’s home.So when someone inquired I said the same.Now he comes and questions why I went around and told everyone everything?WHAT#?#??$??$?$He reacts to this incident by putting his girls friend’s picture in a social networking site and I am certified as the owner of a loose tongue. I dint even knew about his affair.Its been 3 yrs,I still am not clear where I went wrong.

So I am social and while talking, silly matters like X went for a movie which was a flop and still had lots of fun would be passed on. I wouldn’t have known that X had not taken Y,and not told W about it.So again,I am a ‘No Covert’ material. Then why on the first hand did you tell me this?And once told why dint you tell it was not to be told?

A secret is not a secret anymore once told.And if you want to keep it a secret,either keep it to yourself or choose the ‘to-be-told-person’ carefully…No more GENERALISATIONS!! No more BLAMING!!

Yipeee…I am recognised


Many many thanks to Nissi for giving me this award. My first ever blog award. I feel honored to have been considered for this, and more than happy to recieve…Thanks again Nissi…

The rules for the Versatile Blog Awards are:

  • Nominate 15 fellow bloggers.
  • Inform the bloggers of their nomination.
  • Share 7 random things about yourself.
  • Thank the blogger who nominated you.
  • Add the Versatile Blog Award picture on your blog post.

So here is my pick – The blogs I follow and the bloggers whom I can so well connect with.I might have forgotten to leave a word when I visit your space, but I still follow you…

I intend to personally talk to them about the nomination.

And the 7 random things about me:

  • Do not get left alone in groups,but I do love solitude
  • Can go with my non stop talks forever
  • Am creative,esp. when it comes to birthday ideas 🙂
  • Cant remember recipes. I cook and cook well, but only after ‘googl’ing
  • Big fan of Angry Birds
  • A true Islam.I wear head scarf (out of no compulsions),but that doesnt mean I do not have boy friends…
  • Can stare at my own photo (esp marriage photos) for hrs..

Do you have a role model???


All the job interviews that I attended had this question.It made me want to run away, not because I din’t have an answer,but because my answer was different from the usual. The question was simple,”Who is your role model?”.Oh!!This one has been following me for long – To start with school, then friends, then interviews, then office meetings, … So out of compulsion I bluffed

Well, all my friends had one. Some had genuine reasons, while some of them made it up (just like me). All of them had their own reasons for the choice,and most of them made sense.

–         One who make us think and possess the qualities that we would like to have

–         One from whom we could draw inspiration to be a better individual                          

–         One who help others and make time for others

–         One who do the things we want to do and bring our dreams close to reality

–         One who evidently made a difference and stand out in the crowd

–         One who shows a healthy behaviour and respected by the society

–         One who says and do what they say,…..

There were celebrities, politicians, writers, teachers, athletes, and heroes from the history. But it need not necessarily be a known figure too, for a huge percentage, chose their own parents. And why not? Fathers who expresses love to the family, help children deal with tough choices and keeps communication open…Mothers who talks about values and morals, assist children with pressure at school, treat them as adults and taught them how to love their own children…… 

My heart is happy, my mind is free. I had a father who talked with me” – Hilde Bigelow

To me, anyone who influenced me to make a right decision in life was a role model.

Amma’s persistence was one of them. Atha showed how to lead even when the whole world conspires against you – Will Power. Brother was explicitly simple yet could easily convince others. Husband instilled the confidence that my voice is very strong. He is a true Sales man 🙂 My best friend is a living example of  how one can balance the serious and lighter side of life. He taught that laughter is the best medicine to make your day. There were many other qualities – Resilience, Enthusiasm, Optimism, Candidness, Tolerance, Free-Thinking – that influenced me, but all from different individuals, who got into a noticeable positions through struggles, gathered a lot of experience through their journey, willing to help you with passionate advices and help you get to where they are now…

“If I am walking with two other people, each of them will serve as my teacher.I will pick out the good points of the one and imitate them,and the bad points of the other and correct them in myself” – Confucius

But there are lot of people who has and believes that it is important to have one role model in life….

“The Los Angeles County Department of Health Service conducted a study in 2002 to “examine the relationships between role model characteristics, psychosocial functioning and health-risk behaviors.” The results showed that 56 percent of the adolescents identified with role models. Those who identified with role models they knew personally showed higher levels of self-esteem and stronger academics”. Read more: http://www.livestrong.com/article/240340-why-a-positive-role-model-is-important-for-children/#ixzz1fjkZaSq4

And here is wiki helping you to choose yours – http://www.wikihow.com/Choose-a-Role-Model

But what do you think? Is it important to have one? Who is your role model?