polambals

Scene 1

My purpose of existence in this world is not to get married alone. ok..i can accept that marriage is a part of life...
Morning 8:45

My uncle's brother in law had come to my house and i was getting ready for the office
Uncle: Endi eppadi ulliya erundiyana yaaru di unna kalyanam pannipa? (Who will marry you
if you are this much skinny)
me (very coolly): Kalyanam pannikadavana patti en mama kavala padanum (y should i bother abt someone who is not going marry me)
Uncle(not leaving): unakku aprum enna madhiri kizhavan than kedaippan (Then u will get a old person like me)
Me: (smirk) adhanala enna mama naan ungaleye kalyanam pannikkeren . ( that's ok uncle .
I'll marry U) ;-)

Scene 2

Is being lean a sin? y y always people think that i don't eat anything:D
9:30AM
I'm on my way to temple. Met my periamma(aunt) and mother on the way.
Aunt (very affectionately) : endi kanna evalo oliya erukka. sapdanum da chellam.( y r u
so lean dear. u have to eat a lot sweetheart)
she doesn't know that i eat loads cheese, ice cream and items that would increase my weight everyday ;-)
Me: naan saptundu than erukken periamma, udamba than poda mattengaradu( I'm easting
aunty. But i'm unable to gain weight) :-)
She then gave me a lecture of how to gain weight and how much should i eat to gain
weight. I was patiently listening to it with a smile(no other go).

Scene 3

At last one can correlate me with my mom:D
7:30PM
Gudharavahanam(temple festival) is going on.I was standing with my mom. A neighbour of us
in our hometown meets me after 10 years.
Neighbour aunty: udambu eppadi vatti poduthey di( you have become lean). chinna vayasu naana
kunda erundiya (you were fat in ur childhood)
Me shyly smiling..
N.A: unga amam madhiriye erukku ( u look like ur mom).. Me blushing .. believe me i was on top of the world, mainly because my mom is smart and gudlooking and if i look like her means.. he he.. not always do i get such a compliment u c..

Scene 4

Reality.. internal beauty is more important yaar:D

7:35PM

I met my friend off course with a broad smile.
she: hey do u have cousin who is a yoga instructor
me(smirk): my cousins don't even know the spelling of yoga leave alone being the
instructor.
she: actually we (she and another friend) were feeling that the instructor's face is very similar to urs.... she was hesitating to say something. ..
Me: tell me yaar.. what's the matter
she: actually ur face look like .. (more hesitation and with a broad grin).. a shield know
..immediately.. don't mistake me yaar... he he..
I could have kept quiet:-(.
Y y it always happens with me. Kaduvula naan 5 nimisham sandosham erukkaradu porukaliya. (Oh my god, can't u c me happy for 5 min)...????????????

Nosiest...

I have an excellent collegue who is bothered abt everybody on earth and the living meaning of the word nosy...
FYI she is already engaged to a guy ( i really pity him) who is doing research in IIT( more pity), that too luv marriage (May be luv is deaf also).
Her typical questions ranges from How much tax are u paying or how much savings have u got ( i real feel it is none of her business) to hey is that guy Married or that gal has BF?
Her stingyness u cannot imagine yaar. If cakes and puffs are distributed on birthdays, she will eat one and take one ( donno how she takes without even a tint of shame).
she has been taking pappad, rasam and sambhar from our canteen for mere 5 Rs and she is suggesting me also to take free pappads given by our canteen people as though she is giving from her pocket ( heaven!!!!!!!)
I usually avoid taking lunch with her ... but one unfortunate day came where i had no other go..
Nosy Max: Padma, What is the role of appraisal in that xxx tool.
(our office internal tool for which i facilitate the usage part of it)
me: not much. and u should ask this to ur PL and not me. i don't own that tool u know..
me getting irritated..... i think she considers me the DBA of our office..
Nosy Max (changes topic): hey is our HR Ms. "yyyyy" married?
me:(with a sweet voice and wide smile) how does that bother you?
Nosy Max: no yaar.. actually i saw her with a guy one day morning that too when she is in her causals.. i think she is committed.
that's it .. she has reached the break point of my patience
me: it is not always neccesary that it has to be her boy friend. it can be her rakhi brother or own brother or cousin or even friend.. ( "such a dirty mind ")
Nosy Max: yaar which rakhi bro comes in the morning 8 am yaar..
I really got offended
me: my brothers come in any timings from morning 5 to night 10:30. (turning to the other person)Y people have such a cheap mentality that whenever a guy and gal speaks theat they need to have affair.
My another lunch mate was trying to conceal her laughter harder.
Nosy Max keeps quiet, couldn't argue more and had to nod her head.
Finally the lunch got over.. Thank god..
Evening I and my lunch mate were coming from the coffee shop near my office and i was having the Kwality walls stick icecream. Our Ms. Nosy max was coming in the opposite direction.
My lunch mate hey " ur friend is comin". she was grinning. I was regretting my bad fate.
Nosy Max : Padma u will catch cold yaar..
we were puzzled..questioning her with our hands.
Nosy Max: y r u eating icecreams from road side shop?
Me(obsiouly got irritated to the max) : This is quality walls.
Nosy Max : oh i thought u r eating icecream from a road side..
and she walked away.
(@####$$$$)
I wish i could slap her....

Ginger eaten monkey

It all started very well. After breaking promises thrice for the last three weeks to take my friend to a film, I finally decided to keep it up this week. Saturday morning i called that theatre to find out tickets are available for " Golmaal weekly".
Hurray the guy told tickets are available for the noon show.
Thank god. Atleast this time i can keep up my promise. with the help of my passion (my bike) i got to get tickets. That fellow gave me two tickets FC (Rs 70. each) and me msged my friend "hey tmrw 12 noon show confirmed".
Memorable Sunday came finally and she came to my house. We left to theater by 11:45. Reached theatre by 11:55. Parked vehicle urgently. Didn't want to miss even a single scene u c. Gave the tickets to the person outside . After going inside we found that one of seats B13 was occupied. Me in my jeans T shirt did cat walking ( some thing similar to that meanwhile stamped atleast three guys feet:D) to te guys sitting there and in a very casual tone " this seat are ours and showed my tickets" that guy was cross referring with his tickets. they have been allotted B11 to 13. and we are confused. At that time i found out a pathetic truth. oh my god..U can't do this to me. The tickets i had was for saturday noon show.. [:(((((((((((((((] u can now imagine y i gave the title. and the guy ($##$$$$) started laughing at me. He must have thought me a fool.
We quickly vacated the place and went to fight in the ticket counter . That fellow asked what did u say. I said yesterday i came here to buy tickets in the coutner and asked for today's ticket. He started explaining me madam yesterday's today is yesterday that's y our staff must have given u ticket for yesterday.Me gritting my teeth. i meant today's today. that is i asked yesterday for tomorrow (sunday's) ticket. no luck he said sorry madam we can't do anything.
And alas! my 150 Rs got wasted... i didn't mind that too.. But the guy's laughter... me gritting again...

An article abt me

This is an article abt me my friend Rush with a title " The Brother Maker"

Let me introduce u to Padmasri,the brother maker of our batch.she has broken so manyhearts by making brothers out of all the guys in the batch.
Whenever she asks a doubt,everyone asks her to keep quiet,because their broken hearts meltat the sound of her 'koyal' like voice.(trust me,its anything but!)
When she whistles,all the guys come rushing out of their rooms,with expectant faces and looks of disbelief,that she is calling them.But when they realise that the whistles were not meant for them,their hopes and dreams come crashing down.
She's the only one with a 25 yr old son,Basavaraj.Basav asks his 'amma' for a chocolate everyday.But she's so used to breaking hearts that she refuses to get him a chocolate.
Hoping Basav gets his chocolate by the end of ILP and that the brother-making processis confined to T-15,..

--Copyrighted Rush

My experiments with Cooking

Morning 7:20

Me cooking in the kitchen trying to make some yellow coloured rice.. any guesses.. ok leave it.. so called Lemon rice. My younger brother sesha is taking bath(he hardly does :D)
Me.: dey Sesha, enga vayen (come here)
Sesha: enna vishayam di. (what's the matter ) i'm getting ready for office.
Me: Dey come here and taste this rice and tell me if anything else needs to be added.
Sesha: Time aidutu di. (its getting late). if u r not packing my lunch within 5 minutes. i'll eat outside.
Me: (feeding him a mouth of rice and eagerly asking him) eppadi da erukku (How is it)
He just nods his head.
Me: (anxiously)uppu urappu ellam sariya erukka .? (does it taste good).
he again nods his head and rushes to office.

Afternoon: 12:45

My computer screen is shaking.. I know it is my mobile ." 1 message received" . I am sure it is from my bro and know what it is. He didn't disappoint me.
I opened the Sms : "saptiya" (Have u taken food?)
If u r thinking such a caring bro he is just wait and watch.

Me..: Not yet. Have to go..
Drrr.. moniter shakes again..
He: I have never ever eaten such food in my life..
I know something is wrong.. and It is a vanja pughchi ani.. (a statement which looks like praise but something opposite will be the meaning)
Me: dey too much. be happy that i've cooked for U getting up that early. (6 o clock yaar. almost midnight for me)
He: ok.. ok..

The real scene comes now.

A week later

morning 7:20

My brother is eating the lemon rice prepared by my mom. Just then i woke up.

He (with a smirk) : Amma, edhukku per than lemon ricea !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!( is it called Lemon rice!!!). Paddu oru manja colour panni adhukkum idhe per than ma vecha ( Paddu prepared a yellow rice and named it Lemon rice too).. :P..
me gritting my teeth
My Mom : dey, enda avala vambukku ezhunde erukara ? pannikudathalenu sandosha padu (y u r always pulling her leg. atleast be happy that she cooked) lovely mommy
Me: (blushing) dey amma is going next week to granny's place. (smirk) aprum nee sottukku thindatanum (u have to struggle for food) :D.
He (coolly): Adhukku than erukkave erukku kaiyendi bhavan (hotel is there always).
Makes face at me..
"Poda donkey, I'll see you next time" .. Grrrrrrrrr..Me grumbling

Terrorism - An empathy

Mumbai July - 11 th 2006 7:30 PM

my friend (who lives in mumbai) tells me "Padma 3 serial bomb blasts in Mumbai.."
I was shocked ... searched in all the sites to get as much information as I can..
Wanted to know everybody I know are safe.. Praying god that everybody should be safe.. Though I know it is practically impossible.
Next day when I woke up and my mother told bomb blasts in 7 local trains of mumbai.
couldn't believe it.. How many lives are being affected? .. How many families are getting affected?

why there are too much of terrorism nowadays?

To our terrorist friend... I have few questions to ask u my dear pal..

I know dear pal you might not want to answer me.. Still ..

What do you want to prove by doing this? Do you think you can become god and take away the life of people?
do you know that there might be small kids in the train .. They may become a scientist, doctor , engineer , politician or even a terrorist like u..and u killed those poor little souls who didn't harm u?

I don't want to kill you or advice you .. Dear pal.. No certainly not..
If I feel like killing u then I should say u have succeeded in inculcating that poisonous seed in me.. and there will not be any difference between you and me..also unlike you I don't believe in terrorism as a solution

I just want to know .. r u doing it for religious sake? does your religion gives u permission to take away other's life.. I am sure.. No religion teaches this.. all religions tries to teach love....

What do u get by killing those poor souls?
Pleasure.. Money..Or something more..

what did they do you? What answers will you be able to give to those kids who lost their parents? Those siblings whose lost their siblings? Those people who lost their life partner? and all the more worst those poor old age people who lost their daughters and sons? Do u have a answer to that?

What solution does that bring to u?

I just want to ask you dear pal..
Have u ever laid on ur mom's lap?
Have your had a playful fight with ur siblings?
Have u ever watched the kids play or have u ever played with them?
Have u ever admired the nature?
You should have done it to know the pleasure of it dear pal..

What made you come to this decision?
is it ur poverty?
is it ur religious adamance?
is it ur anger towards society?
is it jealousy that forced u? or
is it ur unemployment?

do u ever regret of what u have done?
have u ever thought that u can also lead a normal life like us?
are u afraid to face the reality?

I don't want to punish you friend.. I don't want you to get punishment.
I just want to enjoy the simple pleasures of life..and the most important of all To live the life and let the others live. I just want to u to leave the hatred and start loving.

what made you a terrorist, pal? what made you.. we are here to listen and tell you "Don't worry, everything will be alright".. I know ur scars run deep into heart. .. come here to us and we are here to cure ur wounds.. and to love u and to accept you among us..

Love, the medicine of all wounds.. I believe it will cure our wounds and the wounds of our terrorist pals also so that future generations lives peacefully with out any hatred..

Rains..Nature's blessings

As a chennaite, I don't get to enjoy the pleasures of rain often, except for last year when it rained like cats and dogs in chennai. People hardly could believe.. You have to believe that chennaites prayed to stop the rains :-) a very rare occurrence.

Yesterday night, it was raining very heavily outside and i was standing inside the house and watching it. Had it been my hometown , i would have enjoyed the pleasant smell of sand (mannvasanai) during and after rains.. too. Thanks to the City corporation, they have built roads and platform without leaving even a single inch of sand. so no sand smell..

A drop come and hit my face. god i felt like i'm on heaven.. that drop tasted like elixir yaar. .. Given a chance i would definitely gone and played. But couldn't because my mom says i have grown up (????????????) or i'll catch cold ( donno whether can i really hold it).

I was watching the rains and re-living those moments when it used to come inside my house and becomes a pond (more or less like a small beach with tiny little waves) in the roads i travel during childhood... and an excuse to get wet in rains..

The last thought that came to mind before going inside the house is "Thank god the next year also there will not be any water scarcity".. typical chennaite :-).
what to do.. You ought to be here to know it.

Things i luv the most..

some of the following are my week end activities

1. Little short naps in the morning after 8 (amma pls ma 5 mins ma only 5 mins..)...and final 5 mins sleeping in her lap..
2. drinking My mother Made tea while reading a novel
3. Fighting with my mom and bro..
4. Playing with my nephews/ niece per say any kids.. making strange faces at them and giving them chocolates.
5. Taking maths tuition.... sitting among lots of school children
6. Admiring nature. like skies birds..and trees from my kanchi house mottai madi (upstairs) . which i miss a lot nowadays
7. non stop taking with my rakshi bro/frnz while pulling their legs..
8. eating the hot food i enjoy the most at that time.
9. getting wet in rains while driving in a deserted street full of trees.. i luv even walking in such streets chatting with my bros or frnz
10. Afternoon TV shows/ listening to songs/Movies and a good nap while mom is complaining that i just then woke up..
11. singing carnatic(bajans)/ cine song and irritating my brother with my Cuckoo voice:-)
12. Eating icecream while i am having cold..and its really cold outside.
13. Freaking out with my frnz..and teasing them

And what i hate the most is MONDAY..

My daily routine nowadays...

11:00 : Enter office. Enter login time.. swipe the card.. get in..
11:05 : login and open mail box ( which i never close until i leave for the day)
11:10 : check mails ( particularly c & H from Rush otherwise send remainder to her on a regular interval till she sends)
11:20 : reply all personal mails and ignore official mails (if any)
11:21 : open orkut reply all scraps../ msgs/ approve reject friends requests
11:30 : enter into Iyengar community and follow all scraps.. while reading blogs of some people. Mean while one of my colleague reminds me of my yesterday's pending work (***@@## he always remembers my work.. and i am replying yes ---- i'm doing it ..
11:45 : see whether any work has come ..
12:00 : check whether any of my frnz are active in company chat.. mokka pottufy with them
1:00 : Lunch (ping my lunch partner and go to canteen.. our canteen frymes are good yaar)2:00 : after hard work in canteen come to seat.. check mails.. reply all personal mails..do some work. if mood is there..
3.00 : nobody is there (play yahoo games..)
4:00 : my friend has come. Chat with him..
5:00 : Client had come . chat and ask him clarification.. Successfully postpone the work to next day.. tell him will be back after a coffee..
5:30 : snacks time. go to Kapi kadai (a snack bar near my office ). have hot dog.. see eggless cake is available. ( rarely it is available yaar)
6:00 : my rakhi brother has come online.. chat with him .. also appo appo (as and when) do some official work.
8:00 : Time to leave... tell bye to all the chat windows that are open.. swipe the card. logout.. go home..


Don't be jealous of me :P

Donthey..

My second nephew 2 yrs old ashwanth (photo copy of my 1st nephew) is very mischievous... he always tries to repeat what people say to him.. and the funniest part is he is not able to pronounce ka.. once my cousin had come and told him "nee poda" (you go or probably get lost is the real meaning) and he started telling " ne ne ne nee po" the way in which he tells is very good to hear that too the way in which he drags the word nee (you) . thank god he didn't get the word da..
yesterday he was doing something mischievous.. i scolded him "donkey" (affectionately yaar).. and he started.. that's it. he pointed to himself and started saying "donthey.. donthey" and we all started laughing.. u should have heard him saying that yaar. it was really sweet in his voice.. Finally I distracted him and when my brother again told donkey .. he started again "donthey donthey donthey...):-)

Date with my nephew..

Yesterday, July 9th was my first nephew's Aakash 9th birthday. He is the first grand child of our house and also a sweetheart to all of us..he had been nagging me for quite sometime that he wants power ranger (u will understand only u have a couisn / kid watching the jetix channel all 24 hrs..) as his birthday gift.
Yesterday morning i totally forgot his b'day. he came home around 8 oclock wearing a new dress. If u r wondering how he came alone ( my sis and her family lives just two streets away).. My mom was the first to remember and wish him.. I wished him too.. (with a bit guilty conscious that i forgot to buy his b'day gift.)
So i told him we can go to Toys Kemp in numgambakkam and he can choose his giftby ten. he started blushing and he told me that he has abacus class and so he will come only after the class ( so chweet know..)..and left my house..
Sun TV was telecasting Alaipayuthey movie yesterday and i was very muchengrossed in it in my frnd's house. he came there asking itthi ( that's how he calls me from childhood) shall we go.. the movie was in the finishing stage, i told him we will go after 10 min.. then the movie got over and i met him on my way home. ..
then started my date ... in my scooty pep we went to numgambakkam toys kemap and he had gone crazy seeing so many toys over there..and commented has in this not camp it is toys world :-) first we saw kelodioscope. though i didn't understand it much .. the sales woman was very keen in thalilakattifying ( forcibly sleeing it off ) on us.. thanks to aakash he run away to find his power rangers and some of the Jetix characters.. and we are saved from that lady. he had great confusion among the various colour rangers adn finaly chose white.. while i was trying to convince him to buy a puzzle book or some story book he was unconvinced and wanted white colour ranger and 1 more set of rangers.. finally i paid and left the place.. went to gangothri ( Chat center) .. typical child he wanted to taste everything finally settled with samosa and coke.. and ate it with some effort..
the classic thing came in the part when we were travelling abck home. i asked him r u happy and the answer he gave me was. itthi nee vandu anda toys kempkku kudindu pona ella. anga enkitta budget sollitu , nee enkittaye choice vittu erundenna .. ennakku ennum sandhoshama irundurukkum.. ( that if u had left with my own choice would have even more happy).. although he chose his gifts..
kids r kids.. u cannot satisfy them abt toys that soon..i told him next time we will do so..:-)and left him at home to rush to my school reunion

My first silk saree..

I got my first silk saree from my sister for her grahaprasvesam (house warming).. courtesy her mother in law.
My sister and my mom went to explore the kumaran silk and finally got one self double sided border orange colour saree which is atleast 6 meters....
just one week before my birthday i got the blouse stitched,, and i wore it ( more apt to say my mother tied it for me).. probably third time i'm wearing saree atleast as far i remember..

I can tie saree to others. but have hard time tying it on me.. very difficult u see that silk saree is very broad and lengthy. my mom some how managed to tie it with the help of pins..and as it was my birthday i went to temple.. u know the most uncomfortable i was with saree as usual.. my mom says unless u get used to u r going to suffer:-(..True yaar. i was wondering how people carry themselves well in saree. . it is impossible mission for me.. even my colleague(guy) says Padma u look so uncomfortable so better don't wear a saree. It was the first time i wore saree for ethnic day ( another horrible experience) the whole day i was sitting like a doll without doing any work.. and people said i'm behaving like a gal??????????@@@###### chalo back to the story..
that day in temple, i felt like every single soul is looking at me and laughing.. and i couldn't concentrate on my prayers..
rushed home and changed to salwar.. then i felt i'm back to normal:-) and taken an oath never to wear a saree in the near future:-)