Transition

I dint want to go to the concert .... But I went nevertheless.... Just one of the things that happen even when you know you have lots of clothes to wash, you are dead tired and you know you would have trouble waking up the next day for the CCNA class (Yeah finally joined the class which I have been thinking about for the past six months) Now, I wasn't very keen in going to a concert... I've never been to one ... and I seriously doubted my threshold levels as far as a music concert was concerned.. Don't get me wrong.. I do like music ... and I am supposed to be a good singer too.. But I dont get too excited by most kinds of music.. I dont collect cassettes cds .. and I dont keep up with the latest albums...Anyway I guess you got the picture... But there were some deciding factors ... It was a Jagjit Singh concert and I reasoned that I may never have the chance to actually see him perform again... Almost everything went fine .. we reached the concert hall on time.

After nearly 10 days I am back in the office.. feels nice to be back .... Had a nice time during Diwali with my nieces.... It was a bit subdued because of many reasons ... In the past, Diwali used to mean other seemingly less important , but nice things .... It conjures up so many images & thoughts in my mind... Our Ten commandments for the Ultimate Diwali Celebration 1. Thou Shalt take all possible time in selecting your Attire !! Getting Diwali dresses was of prime importance.... We would spend hours selecting one single dress and me being the most choosy among my sisters used to annoy everybody with the time I took for choosing.. and when I finally choose one and show it to my sisters... there will be a really disbelieving look telling me "u took so much time for this??!!" .. but nobody dared to comment lest I start searching for another one again... 2. Thou shalt take all possible oppurtunities to take out your Diwali dress & admire it every

Yesterday it really was a bright day .. what with sleeping for extra 4 hrs the previous day evening and all.. Sleeping is a real great thing ..and there is nothing like overdoses of it .. for me it means eternal bliss... and somehow I always seem to have a shortage of it... Being the youngest at home has its advantages ... i.e. the amount of sleep that you are allowed to have is inversely proportional to your age.... that was a really wonderful concept that worked fine for me then.. used to sleep late till 10.30 or 11.00 am.... But even then Murphy's law used to work against me ... Grandpa was the villain for my sleep.. He used to come charging for battle with his towel.. his usual weapon ... and spank me left & right with it.. Now you must be wondering what good a towel would do ... There is a saying in Tamil ' Vallavanukku pullum aayidham ' ..meaning .. ' For a smart person even a blade of grass is a weapon' .... The way Grandpa used th

Red symbolises anger .. People generally say.. Red also symbolises Danger... anybody with Traffic sense know that... and anger is just one letter short of danger... At this point u may think ' oh my gawd.. she is going to babble on in this vein..' But people who have succumbed to anger & later regretted would agree with me... I come from a place where getting angry with somebody makes you automatically a Winner ... in the sense you can get what you want only if you shout & exercise aggression.. In such cases, being firm & getting angry are misconstrued to be the same thing .... Many a harsh words are exchanged between parents & children .. siblings ... and many such combinations in day to day life.. Loved ones who need a word of encouragement or a smile are crushed beneath such words.. and believe me have a lasting impact.. I am a person who gets angry at the drop of a hat.. happens like a lightening & just as easily disappears.. While I

This is my first posting. I have started writing this bcos my bestest friend had decided that I should write. He was convinced that I'm having so much literary sense in me that he persuaded ( bull dozed is a better word for it..) me to write with some sweet threatenings... Anyway here goes... It was holiday last friday ... free from all the regular hassles of work.. free from meetings when you need to really think hard for something to say..and when you are about to say it .. somebody else does... But yeah we thought that v needed a breather .. & decided to go out somewhere for lunch instead of cooking at home..as usual had skipped breakfast ...No hassle of washing up later... Friends of my friend had come .... Gone r the days when I used to fight with Mom for even the slightest suggestion of wearing a better dress ...Dressing up for anything & everything has become the latest craze for us girls now ... Mom should have seen the amount of time I spent in fron