my father and me...

Today was a special day for me.A day for father daughter bonding . At first me and my dad just went out together to meet our auditor.We had to discuss some IT related issues. It was a 20 minutes drive and our car, a basic model of Maruti 800, is fitted with no extra gadgets,obviously no stereo too.So i started to hum, and strangely it was tune from a very famous song of a kannada movie. To my surprise my dad starting singing it! After that, his smile turned into a chukle and later we both laughed. Few minutes later i popped a mint into my mouth and offered him one too. This is the one with a hole and we remembered the advertisement of this brand,where a boy tries to whistle thru' the hole, so we both tried it too! and in no time we both were whistling away to glory like kids. After the visit, on our way back, I was behind the wheels and my dad tought me few new tricks in driving (which i think wont use 'em again). We both returned home happy and cheerful, my mother seemed surprised coz the whole day my father was in a bad mood.It had been so long my father and I had spent some quality time with together.

New life...

I have almost adjusted myself to changes that have happened since i settled in Bangalore.. I feel things are very different in this city compared to my home town. I was not comfortable leading an independent life here at the beginning, doing all the household chores, even washing my clothes everyday! But its better than sharing a room with a stranger.

Last saturday i did shopping all by myself...felt strange but was a nice experience. Economic independence has made me happy,was able to afford good gifts for my family.Though i'll be staying in this city for days to come...I have left my heart back in mysore :)

These days...

Last two days have been really boring....i'm in office for almost 12 hours!All i've been doing is testing,though interesting,testing work for more than 2 weeks is a real downer. I come early in the morning to check my e-mails but cant go home early coz my room is almost a prison cell...i have nothing to do to pass time.All i can do is play the damn radio and read a novel, which i'm forced to as i dont have any other. Got to think of ways to spend my spare time in useful and creative ways.

House away from home

I moved into my new place (actually a 2 decade old apartment....as a PG)..feels weird a little coz i have to live alone.... away from family...yesterday i arranged all the things...took me 3 rickshaw trips to get my stuff :D I'm living with an old lady, she talks a lot...mostly blabbering the same words repeatedly....but its OK with me, she is a good woman...old ppl might be irritating but one should learn to adjust...

The only source of entertainment in my house is a small radio which plays shrill music of two radio stations.... i keep switching the stations often.Yesterday was my first stay...it was a cold and lonely night ! :D .......today morning i had to wake up early wash the bathroom........(i'm very particular abt clean bathrooms....and personal hygiene)...wash my clothes....tidy up the place...have breakfast in a hotel.......and then office....phew!!

Life's Like That......

Yesterday i experienced one of the most funniest moments of my life ;)my sis and i were packing up all the stuff at her home coz she was shifting.All the clothes were dumped on the sofa in the living room.Late in the evening (arnd 9 30 pm)my BIL's friend dropped in to say hi(without any notice).......i opened the door (not expecting a guest) and i was startled. The house was in a mess, since my sis and bil were busy i picked up the entire pile of clothes(it was HUGE!) and tried to shift it to the nearest bedroom (meanwhile this friend of my bil's was watching my plight and didnt offer to help). After dumping it on the bed i came back and to my astonishment i saw all the underwears had fallen on the floor (like the story of thumbalina....but here it was not breadcrumbs ;)....).I sheepishly smiled at the surprised guest and picked it all up( the guest was trying to act as if he didnt see anything....and trying hard to control his laugh)I escaped into my room and didnt come out till he left :)

Mera Parivaar

I have a strange family crazy to a certain extent.i could have an entire blog dedicated to each family member of mine.My dad, well...you have to be think twice before you strike a conversation with him.he might ask you enough questions to make you go bonkers!!there is this one incidence i remember vividly...My dad and I were getting my scooty repaired at the garage, my dad irritated the mechanic to an extent were he(mechanic) could not take it any longer and he asked my dad to wait in the reception till the repair is done or he will send the bike for pounding!One thing i like about him the most is that he never complains about my dressing sense(I've seen lot of fathers crib about their daughters' clothes)if i wear any dress that might be stylish or little glamorous, he just takes a look at me and says 'Smart!'

My mom is the coolest.she rocks (sometimes dances too!)to the tunes of Def Leppard, Pearl Jam,Cure etc.,She identifies most of the rock and boy bands.westlife is one of her favorites.She is a loyal fan of ABBA.She is my english,hindi to kannada dictionary.she has good knowledge about kannada literature. i call her junior Ambedkar, coz if she starts reading anything( i mean anything, even the soiled paper wrap used for groceries) she forgets the rest of the world. Every morning we try to hide the newspaper,especially weekly magazines to makesure that we are served breakfast.She is short tempered. I believe she is the cutest mom on earth!

one great quality of my parents is that they have great faith and trust in their children.they crib about late nights and hanging out with boys(i have friends of the oppisite sex at a higher ratio ;-) )but they believe that their children will never misuse the freedom that they have given.No one dares to question my parents' upbringing.

My sister is the laziest of all! She has amazing tolerance and patience.But if she loses her temper, oh my gosh! she screams so loud, our neighbors can experience mild tremors!!Unlike me, she is soft spoken (most of the times),a little introvert.But she has been a true friend of mine. she is my diary.she provides emotional support to all of us.I can open up to her with ease.She (like my dad) trusts people easily,and has been betrayed by her own friends numerous times.since she is a bit plump,she tries to excersise, but one day if she does workout,the next dayshe'll eat and sleep like there is no tomorrow.She is going to be a mother soon :) i cant wait!

In fact we were a bit anxious when my sis got married. we thought in-laws would find us strangebut soon found out that they were of the same species!! :)

FAT ChaNcE

This world is divided into two. The Thin world and Fat world. I live close to the LOC, inside the latter's territory. My friends (few of them) always considered me a fatso. It never bugged me before, but lately every time we meet atleast a comment about me is passed and suprisingly I get irritated. It never bothers me if my friends are short, fat or average in their looks. I've even bluntly replied that anyone having problem with me being overweight can GTH!!

Society today has become very superficial in its thinking. So maybe in near future people not having the 'trim' body or without above average appearance wont stand a fair chance to have good friends. But then, who needs such friends?

My first ....

i usually shy away from sharing my thoughts, but i thought lets do it for a change. hope to have an interesting blog.