Awfully Wrong

Over years that i have grown, i have learnt, understood and accepted things when something went awfully wrong. Some of those fully based on middle class values which predominantly included social respectability and some based on life out there.

Life isn't same all the time, sometimes, there is a lot you can do to change it., a few, you are already done, but you learn not to do that again, and other times there is nothing much you can really do about it.


One such Situation
Me being me was naturally trying to resolve a problem at a higher level where you don't want it to pop back. But people don't really buy you all the time.
I obviously did what i could do best - market it, reason with them



Let go..

And I couldn't think anything after this / drafted and was lying there for a longtime , sometimes I get this blank ;) ... So the post..

12th - Remembering Dad !

A Letter to my APPA, remembering him / missing him forever.

( I wish i could write this in Tamil , but you know i'm terrible at it .)

Appa,

             It has been more than two decades ago, too young, when walking down life would have felt scary and hard, you made it so easy pa. ( Even if there where tons of hands stretching out to me, it would still be you i would want to hold to )

             Schools are very little i can remember,( Except for all that thrashes i would get from ma - I would badly want to put ma in jail and stay only with you ). Pa, I still remember the early morning i would sit up on your shoulders / wrapping my arms around your neck, exactly where i loved to be , the very few days i would lie on your chest and you would talk to me. I soo wish i could have a few more of those days pa.

           In a society like here, where people are , " Tell me who your dad is ? and i will tell you who you are ", you have been my identity all through my life. You have been the hero. You were not the one who taught me how to live a life; you lived and you let me watch you do it for all the little time i was around you. For all that i wish is, i had a little more time.

          I know you had a very tough time for the last one year in bed, i really was a kid, but i still can remember the pain you went through and still maintain your composure. I wished to have talked to you pa, at least for one last time, i still believe that would have changed a lot.

          Exactly 12 Years ago, you where gone, I didn't believe, but when i knew it myself, i hated you for that. I knew i didn't have you for feeding me the apple every night. I felt defeated. I wish it hurt me that day, it didn't. It took some weeks to settle. It started piercing me then. Now, I might be 27, but still my appa is gone and it has been hurting ever since.

          The wisdom of age and time has taught me to accept reality. Even after you are gone, your love lingers in my heart. I Miss You and Will love you for ever pa.


Lots n Lots of Luv
Chxxxxxx

Chillout Point - Driving times made Fun.

One of those saturday evenings, a routine trip to a hanuman temple at nearby town. As-usual my cousin had joined me to take that 45minute short drive on my more than comfortable SUV ( the beast : as i had named : Macho ) which was on a mostly well know route.

Indian roads being Indian roads where rules broadly operate within the domain of karma where you do your best and leave the rest to either the insurance company or god.

Today, it had this guy with a hot girl whom i couldn't miss having a glance ( almost lost in her own world , not really bothered ), on a scooter almost driving in to my car, few yards ahead of me.

Missing him by couple of inches or so, got past that gentleman. With all city traffic moving around, I tried to hold my line at the next traffic signal ( me being an example - traffic sense ;) really ? ), eagerly waiting for a green.
DHUD ! DHUD !- came a sound knock which almost instantly irritated me

I turned around to look at this guy ,giving me a very strong stare.
Didn't realize he took this massive city race for this. 'man with a hot gal', had taught it was our mistake trying to race a massive SUV in to his scooter.

The girl filling minds already made me have a huge smile :)
As i rolled the windows down, i could clearly hear that strong voice with all the anger , " Enna da car ootra ? " ( literally meaning "What car are you driving" )

I almost instantly lost my smile.
Looked at my cousin. He still looked calm. Slowly turning towards the man
, made a swift comment looking straight in to his face, " Mahindra Scorpio Diesel VLX " ( Windows rolling up almost instantly ).

There was almost stunned silence amidst that heavy traffic ! Surprised ! Stunned !
Not being able to control the giggle made a swift look at the gal who bursts out laughing.

It's been more than a year now, but even now we still laugh heartily over it
To this day we almost get an instant smile when I stop at the traffic signal.

Life has got complicated, frustration and anger on trivial issue, it sometimes turns to become a disaster and very few times a memorable moment like this.

Welcome World / Weekend ;)

A Late Night Event.
'DO IT NOW', quote playing in with itch on publishing a blog.

So, here we GO ! *Toast* for the new blog !!!

To,
My Dear Ones / Whomsoever may reach and read this blog.

Remember, this is just another blog from a very normal - just like u guy.

I WILL LET U READ MY MIND NOW

Just kept wondering on why " Weekend " meant, much needed ?

Probably, this is why it is.

Today for that sake was one of those beautiful Sundays where u wake up early. ( I'm not sure why, but for the most part, i wake up early on sundays though i'm never an early bird during weekdays. bizarre ! ).
Walked out to find the sun gleaming at its best ( It almost got my eyes hurt instantly ).

A lazy newspaper turn over ( 4 newspaper are delivered home everyday - @ home : we are more bothered about whats happening around than whats happening at home ;) ) looking at all the advertisements possible as if something would make my life more simpler than being now.

Went sniffing around to find something for my tummy.

BINGO ! ' Fish curry ' - My mom '"Sometimes"' is the greatest in the world for she makes what i love the most. SEA FOOD. But the other-side of me sheepishly thought it was just because my brother was out and he wasn't coming in for dinner. Otherwise, its always one heck of sunday fighting on the menu.
Today was my lucky day i guess. Food stayed way too delicious. DOUBLE DHAMAKA.

the rest of the day went out lazying. What a wonderful day. ( Did my mind say PRODUCTIVE ?? ) WTF ?. today is sunday.
HOLIDAY !
( form what ?? )