So its been about 2 weeks since my unofficial engagement! We're having an official function in August! It's slowly sinkin in, that single life as I have come to know and love is officially over!
B is super cute and super sweet. I;m fully happy and am confident have made the right decision! He's gelling well with my immediate family and both mom and dad are fully smitten with their new maapillai
He;s very funny and my type of guy! (No, he doesnt know abt this blog in case some of u out there are thinkin that I;m trying to kiss ass!) :) Oh..and he's very indulgent..he bought me many expensive gifts (who says u cant buy affection ;))
B's family is also very sweet..his sisters are very cool and his mom and dad are also very sweet...i met some of his first cousins...hehehe..turned out..super fun...and all kedi buggers like me...good brahmin boys / girls at home, outha oota kazhudais outside ;)
shopping and all yet to begin, cos there's lots of time left..but just the sheer planning and anticipation is making me giddy with excitement!
but everytime i get excited about moving to a new country and starting a new life, I immediately feel sad about leaving home, my parents and my life behind!
Editted to add (for kiruku's sake)
Don't think I will have to change who I am for B's sake..Vodka and Farts will always be of supreme importance ;)
Our first date as fiance and fiancee (is that a word??!!), we went drinking! Now I'm yet to introduce B to all my friends, however the first person he was introduced to was the barman at one of my all time fav pubs...and he told B "congratulations saar, ivanga romba nalla maadri" ;)
After one drink, I checked with B if he appreciated toilet humour. To my horror he said no...after 2 drinks..i asked him how he would react when one of my maamas lifts a butt cheek and lets one rip...whether he would be horrified (well he really cant really afford to be..cos everyone in my family (immediate and extended) fart with gay abandon!)
At first i think he was a bit shocked and well a bit snobbish..but then he recovered quickly and said..if he was destined to talk about shit his entire life, so be it!
I really am lucky! :)
Monday, June 22, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
When the past catches up with you
12 years ago, 4 gawky looking teenagers sat around listening to some good, old fashioned boy-band music (we were 14 then, what do u expect)..so in love we were with the various boy bands, their awesome, soulful music, their clean cut looks, their raunchy dance moves - that we decided to name ourselves after each of our favourite group!! (Please let me remind u once again, we were only 14 at the time, DON'T JUDGE!) :)
so...
S became T.T.S - Take that S
K became - B.S.B.K - Back Street Boys K
N became - M.L.T.N - Michael Learns to N
and I became - A.G.B - A.G Boyzone!
At school the next days, we declared that henceforth we should only be referred to by these names...
Sadly, TTS never caught on..cos one of our seniors (who had just passed out of school) was called TTS..and he was just tooooooooooooo hot! I think the entire school - girls, boys, teachers, peons all had a crush on him! And B.S.B.K and M.L.T.N also never stuck...cos they were toooo long to pronounce as initials..and when shortened read as "Busbuk" and "Mltn" - which were well, SAD! (how much ever u sneer and smirk now, we were coooler than that!)... :)
The only name which did stick was mine...and how...EVERYONE called me AGB...now.. as the name was catching on...it so happened that at the time..one guy in 12th stood for the post of Head Boy in the school elections..in his campaign speech,..he mentioned his friends call him 'KGB' or Kutti Gundu Bonda!!
AGB and KGB was tooo cute to be passed on..given that I was also..well...bonda like...we were massively teased together..Given that I was also dared to walk up to him and yell "Nee K-G-B, aanna na A-G-B!" in one very tamil movie like setting! It was all very silly, yet cute!
Anycase..for the remaining of my school life..read 3 years...i was known as AGB!
Once I came to college, I was introduced to some real music - Floyd, Stones, Pearl Jam, S&G, etc etc...suddenly to be named after a boyband was tres embarrassing! Considering a large gang from my school joined the same college, not only my old friends, but also all the new ones called me AGB!
For the 3 years I was in college...I worked hard to erase the name AGB and be re-christened as Amri! It paid off...hardly anyone calls me AGB anymore..and when they do it is to piss me off!
Now, 12 years later..when the ghost of AGB has long settled, of all the boys in the world, my parents had to go and introduce me to "B", well, whom I like and who likes me back..and well..we're getting married soon! :) (yay yay!!) :)
And I'll be back to being AGB - but thankfully enough..this time around I wont be named after a boy band! :)
so...
S became T.T.S - Take that S
K became - B.S.B.K - Back Street Boys K
N became - M.L.T.N - Michael Learns to N
and I became - A.G.B - A.G Boyzone!
At school the next days, we declared that henceforth we should only be referred to by these names...
Sadly, TTS never caught on..cos one of our seniors (who had just passed out of school) was called TTS..and he was just tooooooooooooo hot! I think the entire school - girls, boys, teachers, peons all had a crush on him! And B.S.B.K and M.L.T.N also never stuck...cos they were toooo long to pronounce as initials..and when shortened read as "Busbuk" and "Mltn" - which were well, SAD! (how much ever u sneer and smirk now, we were coooler than that!)... :)
The only name which did stick was mine...and how...EVERYONE called me AGB...now.. as the name was catching on...it so happened that at the time..one guy in 12th stood for the post of Head Boy in the school elections..in his campaign speech,..he mentioned his friends call him 'KGB' or Kutti Gundu Bonda!!
AGB and KGB was tooo cute to be passed on..given that I was also..well...bonda like...we were massively teased together..Given that I was also dared to walk up to him and yell "Nee K-G-B, aanna na A-G-B!" in one very tamil movie like setting! It was all very silly, yet cute!
Anycase..for the remaining of my school life..read 3 years...i was known as AGB!
Once I came to college, I was introduced to some real music - Floyd, Stones, Pearl Jam, S&G, etc etc...suddenly to be named after a boyband was tres embarrassing! Considering a large gang from my school joined the same college, not only my old friends, but also all the new ones called me AGB!
For the 3 years I was in college...I worked hard to erase the name AGB and be re-christened as Amri! It paid off...hardly anyone calls me AGB anymore..and when they do it is to piss me off!
Now, 12 years later..when the ghost of AGB has long settled, of all the boys in the world, my parents had to go and introduce me to "B", well, whom I like and who likes me back..and well..we're getting married soon! :) (yay yay!!) :)
And I'll be back to being AGB - but thankfully enough..this time around I wont be named after a boy band! :)
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Skeletons in the Closet
when ghosts of the past surface
they serve no purpose but to unsettle the dust
disrupt the tangled web we so carefully weaved
till we numb ourselves to once again believe the make-believe!
this post doesn't really have any personal reference or significant meaning...i don't have any particularly nasty skeleton to hide in my closet...however, a recent comment from a friend got me thinking..over time some people really do start believing the lies they told to be the actual truth!
PS - in case ur wondering if i lifted the 4 lines from anywhere...i didn't! it all just sorta came to me as i was laying in bed, trying to sleep...im clever like that ;)
they serve no purpose but to unsettle the dust
disrupt the tangled web we so carefully weaved
till we numb ourselves to once again believe the make-believe!
this post doesn't really have any personal reference or significant meaning...i don't have any particularly nasty skeleton to hide in my closet...however, a recent comment from a friend got me thinking..over time some people really do start believing the lies they told to be the actual truth!
PS - in case ur wondering if i lifted the 4 lines from anywhere...i didn't! it all just sorta came to me as i was laying in bed, trying to sleep...im clever like that ;)
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Bizarre and Senseless!
This is not the feminist in me protesting! This is the sensible person in me putting my hand up and asking wat is up with the promoters of Whisper (sanitary napkins for the uninitiated and blissfully ignorant souls)! Me thinks they should fire their advertising agency...
Enough has been said about the whole "Have a happy period" tag line. As easy as it is to abuse the crap out of the person who came up with that (no doubt a guy)...my grudges are a bit more basic...
It all started with the horrendous ad where this annoyingly happy girl (obviously dressed in white) walks by a guy who can smell her period...so "odour control" was the marketing gimmick....though i cringed every time i saw it...i was silent!
Then about 5 - 6 months ago...they started showcasing their pads decorated as flowers..each pad forming a petal of the flower! As sad as I thought it was...I still didn't object...
But the recent ads really take the cake...wherein a couple of pads are walking along masquerading as sandals, stepping into a "puddle" and being super absorbent!
Is it me or are these ads not bizarre?? Am I over-reacting???Do these ads not qualify for a WTF moment???
Lets think out of the box for a moment here..as I'm sure the people who came up with these ads thought they were doing when they came up with such shit...Lets say, God decided to one day reverse roles...and decided to gift men a monthly visit from Aunty Flow (come on men..it's not that bad...think of what all you can get away with in the name of PMS :)
Assuming all the plumbing apparatus for the guys remains the same...the good folks at P&G come up with some suitable measures to help men cope with the ordeal..be it in the form of XL Wings, easy disposable, odour control, ball-ed comfort etc etc...
Would men cringe from disgust if ads of their sanitary napkins are paraded around as snakes slithering away, or hose pipes putting out a fire! (Ladies, got any more "creative" ideas???)
While I genuinely do consider sanitary napkins to be somethin close to the best discovery since sliced bread, all I ask is that they be advertised in a more suitable manner rather than flowers and footwear and anythin else pseudo-ly "girly" -
It truly is bizarre and senseless!
Enough has been said about the whole "Have a happy period" tag line. As easy as it is to abuse the crap out of the person who came up with that (no doubt a guy)...my grudges are a bit more basic...
It all started with the horrendous ad where this annoyingly happy girl (obviously dressed in white) walks by a guy who can smell her period...so "odour control" was the marketing gimmick....though i cringed every time i saw it...i was silent!
Then about 5 - 6 months ago...they started showcasing their pads decorated as flowers..each pad forming a petal of the flower! As sad as I thought it was...I still didn't object...
But the recent ads really take the cake...wherein a couple of pads are walking along masquerading as sandals, stepping into a "puddle" and being super absorbent!
Is it me or are these ads not bizarre?? Am I over-reacting???Do these ads not qualify for a WTF moment???
Lets think out of the box for a moment here..as I'm sure the people who came up with these ads thought they were doing when they came up with such shit...Lets say, God decided to one day reverse roles...and decided to gift men a monthly visit from Aunty Flow (come on men..it's not that bad...think of what all you can get away with in the name of PMS :)
Assuming all the plumbing apparatus for the guys remains the same...the good folks at P&G come up with some suitable measures to help men cope with the ordeal..be it in the form of XL Wings, easy disposable, odour control, ball-ed comfort etc etc...
Would men cringe from disgust if ads of their sanitary napkins are paraded around as snakes slithering away, or hose pipes putting out a fire! (Ladies, got any more "creative" ideas???)
While I genuinely do consider sanitary napkins to be somethin close to the best discovery since sliced bread, all I ask is that they be advertised in a more suitable manner rather than flowers and footwear and anythin else pseudo-ly "girly" -
It truly is bizarre and senseless!
Saturday, April 25, 2009
Life Imitates Art Imitates Life
What can best be described as a strategic and political movie, the ruling party decided to show one of my favourite films on KTV this evening...Kannathil Muthamittal
I have seen this film many times before, but with all that is being reported in the press in recent times, it was as if I was watching the film for the very first time!
A couple of days ago, the front page of all the major dailies showed a photo of tens and thousands of civilans fleeing the No Fire Zone. In the movie too, there's a scene of many people fleeing a town called Mangala. Honest to God, the picture splashed on the dailies could have been a still from this movie..
Throughout the film, I kept annoying my dad asking him several times, "Is it really like this", "Do they really do that", "Does all this happen". Scenes of LTTE training camps, women cadets being taught the nuances of machine guns, cyanide necklaces disturbed me no end!
Switch over to NDTV a couple of hours later and the big fight was all about the war in sri lanka! You had representatives from the congress, dmk, aidmk, senior journalists, pro-ltte activitists etc. The big fight lacked a punch, turning into a yelling contest with each panelist trying to out-do each other without even listening to what the other had to say...debate aside, you also had a very sweaty vikram chandra who could barely control the panel and the audience.
As a tamilian, and a proud one at that, the plight of tamilian civilians in lanka does greatly disturb me. However, setting myself on fire or calling a state wide bandh in another country will hardly achieve anything to help their cause.
its a pity that political parties are using this unfortunate situation as fodder for their election manifesto...while it is easy for me to pass remarks without first hand experiencing the problem, an educated solution would be to .............??!!??!!
I have seen this film many times before, but with all that is being reported in the press in recent times, it was as if I was watching the film for the very first time!
A couple of days ago, the front page of all the major dailies showed a photo of tens and thousands of civilans fleeing the No Fire Zone. In the movie too, there's a scene of many people fleeing a town called Mangala. Honest to God, the picture splashed on the dailies could have been a still from this movie..
Throughout the film, I kept annoying my dad asking him several times, "Is it really like this", "Do they really do that", "Does all this happen". Scenes of LTTE training camps, women cadets being taught the nuances of machine guns, cyanide necklaces disturbed me no end!
Switch over to NDTV a couple of hours later and the big fight was all about the war in sri lanka! You had representatives from the congress, dmk, aidmk, senior journalists, pro-ltte activitists etc. The big fight lacked a punch, turning into a yelling contest with each panelist trying to out-do each other without even listening to what the other had to say...debate aside, you also had a very sweaty vikram chandra who could barely control the panel and the audience.
As a tamilian, and a proud one at that, the plight of tamilian civilians in lanka does greatly disturb me. However, setting myself on fire or calling a state wide bandh in another country will hardly achieve anything to help their cause.
its a pity that political parties are using this unfortunate situation as fodder for their election manifesto...while it is easy for me to pass remarks without first hand experiencing the problem, an educated solution would be to .............??!!??!!
Monday, April 20, 2009
From then to now
Flashback to 1999 / 2000 - 12D, JKG's class on Macro Economics...The whole class had convinced her to postpone the test...But you were adamant on having it...After all you had spent countless hours preparing for it. You being JKG's pet she went ahead and gave the test!
I remember I called you a bitch, loud enough for you to hear! You asked me to hold my tongue! And as a mark of solidarity the rest of the class all stuck their tongues out and did exactly that - Hold it!! :)
I hated you then. The way you were so organised. How you had a 'rough' note book to take down notes in class, and how you would go back home and transfer them in perfect handwriting to a 'fair' copy! How you would do every piece of homework ever given and never ever let anyone copy them! How you would never explain anything to anyone even though they had obviously swallowed their pride and ego and come and asked you for help. How you would never share your notes with anyone so they too could learn!
I'm pretty sure you hated me too! (Warning - This section though all what I've said is true - I may sound a bit pompous and ...well.. singing my own praises a tad too much - its all for effect people :)) How I had a big circle of friends from all the sections. How I was made house leader over your best friend! How most teachers liked me albeit grudgingly! How I goofed around all the time, yet when it came to tests and exams managed to do quite well! How in the 12th Board Exams, even though you were school first, I scored only 5 marks lesser than you in an overall sense!
Then came college - As luck would have it..we ended up in the same college, same department, worse still - same section! We still never acknowledged each other...You had your set of friends..I had mine..
But over the 3 years you gradually changed..You became less anal...You were more friendly...You helped people with their work...We even went out for lunch / movies a couple of times...I came to your place for studies...Though I have to tell you now..You served me some god awful cabbage kootu for lunch that day!! College excursion was a blast - Who knew you could dance so well! :)
Post college, we parted ways once again...Just the occasional non-committal hi/hellos on orkut and facebook! Then I heard u were getting married...That too a 'Love Marriage'. Never in my wildest dreams I would have imagined that one day Ms.PR would have a boy friend and more importantly get married to him! I'm glad things worked out for you the way they did!
I got a surprise mail from PR this morning recounting a hilarious incident involving one of the nuns in college! Thus this flashback! In all honesty, PR doesn't even figure in my top 20 friends list...But she is someone whom I have tremendous respect for, more so for her intelligence and dedication to any given task! We've come a long way from our 'hate-hate' relationship in school to now! I wish her all the success and happiness in life! :)
I remember I called you a bitch, loud enough for you to hear! You asked me to hold my tongue! And as a mark of solidarity the rest of the class all stuck their tongues out and did exactly that - Hold it!! :)
I hated you then. The way you were so organised. How you had a 'rough' note book to take down notes in class, and how you would go back home and transfer them in perfect handwriting to a 'fair' copy! How you would do every piece of homework ever given and never ever let anyone copy them! How you would never explain anything to anyone even though they had obviously swallowed their pride and ego and come and asked you for help. How you would never share your notes with anyone so they too could learn!
I'm pretty sure you hated me too! (Warning - This section though all what I've said is true - I may sound a bit pompous and ...well.. singing my own praises a tad too much - its all for effect people :)) How I had a big circle of friends from all the sections. How I was made house leader over your best friend! How most teachers liked me albeit grudgingly! How I goofed around all the time, yet when it came to tests and exams managed to do quite well! How in the 12th Board Exams, even though you were school first, I scored only 5 marks lesser than you in an overall sense!
Then came college - As luck would have it..we ended up in the same college, same department, worse still - same section! We still never acknowledged each other...You had your set of friends..I had mine..
But over the 3 years you gradually changed..You became less anal...You were more friendly...You helped people with their work...We even went out for lunch / movies a couple of times...I came to your place for studies...Though I have to tell you now..You served me some god awful cabbage kootu for lunch that day!! College excursion was a blast - Who knew you could dance so well! :)
Post college, we parted ways once again...Just the occasional non-committal hi/hellos on orkut and facebook! Then I heard u were getting married...That too a 'Love Marriage'. Never in my wildest dreams I would have imagined that one day Ms.PR would have a boy friend and more importantly get married to him! I'm glad things worked out for you the way they did!
I got a surprise mail from PR this morning recounting a hilarious incident involving one of the nuns in college! Thus this flashback! In all honesty, PR doesn't even figure in my top 20 friends list...But she is someone whom I have tremendous respect for, more so for her intelligence and dedication to any given task! We've come a long way from our 'hate-hate' relationship in school to now! I wish her all the success and happiness in life! :)
Sunday, April 12, 2009
Temple Road Trip
2 days, 15 temples covered across Tirunelveli, Sri Villiputtur and Madurai. I hope I have absolved my sins, at least the ones committed in 2009 alone :)
We started off visiting the Nava Tirupathi Sthalams in Tirunelveli where each temple is attributed to one of the nine planets that governs us(Suryan, Chandran, Kuja, Budha, Guru, Shukran, Shani, Rahu and Ketu).
The Nava Tirupati form an important part of the 108 Divyadesam the 12 Azhwars have sung about. All the temples are great storehouses of art, sculpture, architecture, bronze work, etc.
After a speedy 1.5 hour car drive to Srivilliputtur from there we made it just in time for the wedding of Rangamannar and Aandal. Every year during the month of Panguni, they get them married in true blue Iyengar style. All the typical rituals, such as Jaanvaasam, Kaasi Yaatra, Oonjal are carried out by the priests.
The wedding was fabulous and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Even though the place was beyond crowded and a mini stampede broke out I felt truly blessed to have attended God's marriage. Minor sidetrack, there was this old maami who sat on my leg and sweat was dripping from her blouse on to my hand! (I gagged some million times).
The following day we covered 4 more temples in Madurai, by which we had amassed some 4 huge bags of poo maalais and countless packets of kungumam and manjal.
Another sidetrack, if ever any of u go to Madurai, please please eat at this lil joint called Sabari near the railway station. Hands down the best ever masalai dosai I have had in my entire life.
Back home to the grind, well not technically. Thanks to Good Friday and the weekend I managed to give myself a 5 day break from office. Sigh! Come tomorrow, and its Saber time again.
God Save me! :)
We started off visiting the Nava Tirupathi Sthalams in Tirunelveli where each temple is attributed to one of the nine planets that governs us(Suryan, Chandran, Kuja, Budha, Guru, Shukran, Shani, Rahu and Ketu).
The Nava Tirupati form an important part of the 108 Divyadesam the 12 Azhwars have sung about. All the temples are great storehouses of art, sculpture, architecture, bronze work, etc.
After a speedy 1.5 hour car drive to Srivilliputtur from there we made it just in time for the wedding of Rangamannar and Aandal. Every year during the month of Panguni, they get them married in true blue Iyengar style. All the typical rituals, such as Jaanvaasam, Kaasi Yaatra, Oonjal are carried out by the priests.
The wedding was fabulous and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. Even though the place was beyond crowded and a mini stampede broke out I felt truly blessed to have attended God's marriage. Minor sidetrack, there was this old maami who sat on my leg and sweat was dripping from her blouse on to my hand! (I gagged some million times).
The following day we covered 4 more temples in Madurai, by which we had amassed some 4 huge bags of poo maalais and countless packets of kungumam and manjal.
Another sidetrack, if ever any of u go to Madurai, please please eat at this lil joint called Sabari near the railway station. Hands down the best ever masalai dosai I have had in my entire life.
Back home to the grind, well not technically. Thanks to Good Friday and the weekend I managed to give myself a 5 day break from office. Sigh! Come tomorrow, and its Saber time again.
God Save me! :)
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