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Saturday, November 8, 2014

My first kurti!!

Kurtis are one of my favorite outfits. They are comfortable to wear and carry yourself neatly. And of you are a travel freak, they will be your best outfit to wear around. It gives you an elegant desi look and a tonn of comfort.
Today, at this time of the day, I am lying on my bed ,blogging without sleep. The reason is that just now I completed stitching a kurti for the first time. My previous attempts were big flops. Either I will end up in a something unidentifiable or just mess around with bits and pieces of mom's old saris. I always gave up on it after proclaiming myself ineligible I had the least level of patience in these kind of matters.
But today after 4 hours of cutting, sewing, re-cutting and re-sewing, I did it! And im happy that it came out pretty well. It makes me lot more happier as I didn't mess it up again as this time, it wasn't mom's old sari but a new material that mom bought me that im dealing with. If I had spoiled it, she would have sewed me inside out.
In my next ventures, I hope to do it even better. And then I can stitch my own kurtis..!! Woo-hoo!!

Sunday, August 17, 2014

Franklin Roosevelt

Roose  passed away silently just a few hours after he left him in his bedroom. He still feels his presence in that room. The last call. The last kiss.

Roose was not like other cats. He was loving, loyal, and a part of the family. I still remember the day i gifted Roose to him. It was our first meeting (for all three of us). Roose was too small, struggling to jump out of our hands. My idea of gifting him a kitten was just the right thing for our first meeting. Because nothing else would have bonded us in our relationship which would never be forgotten. Long back in our initial conversations, he once asked me about what i would gift him when we meet first. I knew he liked cats a lot. He used to talk about his old cat, Nicholas who got killed in an accident. He was very fond of it too. And i  said i’m goint to give you a kitten. I didn't really mean it though. Nor did he take it seriously. May be we didn't  think that we would really meet up. But we did. And i wanted that to be all the more special.

He loved Roose. May be more than he loves me. They got along so well. He grew up Roose as if he was his son. Roose too was as caring. They played, talked and slept together. His dad and mom too loved playing with Roose. His gestures and plays still remains in their minds. He feared that like Nicholas, Roose would also get hurt if he goes out into the roads. So he kept him inside with a bedroom of his own. Roose would be let out to play often but not alone. Other stray cats would have been jealous of him.

Roose was so handsome. He was not a good breed. But still was so good to see. His innocent face, bushy hair and cuteness. He was irresistible.

Our Roose is no more now. He died of bladder stone complication. No one had enough of playing with him. He was too young to go. We only wanted him more and more. But he was gone. We miss you Roose.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Being human

Relationships start with dad & mom. I had a brother too in the package. What exactly did a feel at day 1? Did I have any sense at all? Did I know this man and women created me? Did I know my brother was my only single full-sib I had? Did I like them? Did they like me? All babies are sweet. I might have been too. Lol.

We meet a lot of people in our lives. Some stay with us a long way. Some leave us in between. And many stay as strangers yet to be met. And one such stranger you meet might become your friend, your best friend, someone between a friend n a lover, someone more closer, your lover, and eventually he/she be a part of you. This may not be how it works for all. Anyway, so when you become that you, you make more copies of 'the you' and thats how it goes on right?

The people who share everything thats bad in you become your friends, the VIPs of your life.Lol. Its important to hold on tight to them. They mould you in many ways. 

The way you meet a person, talk to them, befriend them, or even letting them at a distance is all part of your character. In whichever manner you do that, isn't it important to give that person the space they deserve, the respect they deserve?

Everyone might have gone through at least any of these relationships. Even if not, does that mean you lose your humanity to animality or even less sensible?  Has killing, fighting, rape n all become a part of our humanity?

I doubt...

Monday, October 25, 2010


Phewww… finally I have started my college life. No more sleepy boring days ahead. Its been two weeks at Thrissur now. And I am loving this place. Thrissur is nothing like Trivandrum. I mean, no where else would make me feel as good as my hometown. But, Thrissur feels special to me. Particularly, my college…COVAS…may be, the oldest college in Kerala…yet one of the most prestigious veterinary colleges in India... “College Of Veterinary and Animal Sciences, Mannuthy, Thrissur”
About 300acres of Mannuthy belongs to our college. Hmmm…vast, isn’t it? The unwalled college on the first look itself is so imposing with the greenery n the soothing mood of the place. I cannot wait to walk around the whole place on those shadowed roads, with rows of trees heading the way. It’s soooo beautiful……

My hostel which is just inside the campus giving us a 10 minute walk to the college n back everyday reminds me of my school…I mean, the view from the courtyard, especially at night[“The rising moon … winding like a silver thread until it was lost in the stars” —by, not me!!]. At night, I take chances on my phone calls to walk inside the courtyard grounds over the grasses enjoying the moonlight above [thanks to the low network inside our rooms…:P] …all until I catch the sight of my seniors from above floors.  Anywise, the round beauty above make my conversations sweeter [oops…not sweeter as in like I’m in love...nO No nO No nO :P]…not to mention, anyone in love would go *_*!!! ;-)
One thing that I was reallllllllllly worried about before coming here was my sleep. Sleep…sleep…sleep…and again sleep…was my previous daily routine. But, with a shocking report of going to bed a lil’ before 10 and waking up a lil’ after 6, I’m happy with myself [I know…8 hours is still more than enough….at least…it not 10!!! Hehe]. And thanks to Sreeja, my room-mate, the only one who wakes up at 4am [:P] and keeps all our buckets in queue in front of the bathroom[yes..we have one such queue.. “The bucket queue”]. Because, if not for her, by the time I wake up, my bucket would be nearing the hostel gate :D.
Now, I need to survive here for the coming 5 n a half years. And my room-mates need to be my all time companions. Having had three phenomenal experiences of hostel life within a period of just 8 months, I was quite worried about this. But, I think I’m lucky enough for a good 4…razia…saranya…sreeja…and kunju…hehe…all are fake names... :P With a single exception of sreeja [never found her out of the books :D], my roomies rock!! \m/. The next door mates….double rock \m/!!! And…ahem ahem…Did I mention…I am one of the hostel treasurers…$_$.
About the studies…we have 6 subjects...nutrition, physiology, anatomy, biochemistry, livestock production management & biostatistics. Except nutrition [:/], all the classes are very interesting particularly the practicals :D. Will be updating about the classes more in detail in the coming posts! Because, we haven’t started visiting any of the farms till now. Except for the horses in the NCC camp in front of the ladies hostel, I haven’t seen any major animals here
And now, there is a couple of things I’m looking forward to ….first of all…the ‘Seniors’. The college seems totally empty now without them. The seniors had got exams and now they have all gone home. Next, the freshers’ day. It will be conducted as soon as the seniors come back.
Hoping that after the above two, we would be allowed ‘freedom of movement’ in and out of the college *sigh* . That’s all for now…;-)

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Sunday, September 19, 2010

My life...My way....

I listen to me...and me alone. I don’t know how bad it is. Ok I admit that I’m stubborn. I don’t listen to many. I argue. I fight. Not that I don’t respect them. It’s just that it feels better when things get done [or may be not!]in my way. It’s always been like that. From relationships to my future. I make my own decisions. So many of those have been flaws. I know. But I don’t regret. I never did. May be it would have been better if I had listened to those around me. I don’t know. It’s just not going right with me. Neither does it feel right when I have to argue with my dear ones. I go out of my mind when I start arguing but later get upset, not for what I said but for what they felt about it. [sigh]
Last week went half the way happy…n half the way sad. After the long wait, I’m about to join a professional course. I’m so excited. College of veterinary and animal sciences, thrissur. 5 n a half years away, I’m gonna be a veterinarian…… i'm gonna be a doctor[ wow…sounds good! Hehe…at least to me]. I have never been this excited since…umm… may be…since my 10th boards [hihi]. To add on to the happy part, Yipeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee….I got my driving license…!!!
But my excitement faded at some faces. The faces where I expected the same excitement as mine are now turning away from me. Or am I knowingly turning away from them? I don’t know. But I’m hurt. Having to explain myself to the ones whom I thought are the only ones who know me is even more hurting. Till now I thought they had the same viewpoint as mine. They just made me realize it’s not. I just don’t know how to answer them. I have the guts to talk back and argue with anyone else who try to pick on me unnecessarily. But now that I’m going on my own… I think I better be silent.
And now, I just decided to be a veterinarian. How does it sound? Anything wrong? I mean, I don’t get it... because for “many”….it’s like…
Doctor -“wow”.
Dentist -“woow…better than MBBS…sounds a lot of money!”
Veterinarian -“uhh…u could have got BDs…Why vet??...ayurvedha is better…anywise, hehe…it’s your future... You can do whatever u want…what are going to specialize on…donkey or monkey…hehe… no offence…I was just joking”.
All I ever wanted to be was a doctor though I never actually had a perfect ambition of what I should specialize on. But it was the only field I was interested in…the only reason which made me cancel my allotment to the best engineering college in kerala [even though I loved math!] MBBS of course was my first try. I couldn’t make it. And I haven’t given up yet. But as for now, I needn’t go behind the now happening custom of going for BDS if not for MBBS. BDS of course is good. Anything is good when you are happy doing it. I think vet wouldn’t be a bad choice for me. I mean, I love pets!!!!!!!! [Though I’m not allowed to have any… my mom hates em :(]. If I have the good mind to look after humans…why not the other animals…I find them way more innocent.
Putting all this drama apart, I’m still excited. Day after tomorrow, I’m going to see my new college. New place. New faces. New coat!!!!!! WOW!!!!!