Memories of Thailand

This blog is awefully late, and by now, I know I have said so much about this trip that most of you would be bored reading this entry! So if you’ve heard enough about this, then please do me the favour of CTRL-W. (You are obviously using Mozilla, aren’t you?)

Phuket, Thailand – I had the time of my life! Thailand makes you live like there is no tomorrow! We were put up at the Novotel in Patong beach area, right by the splashy blue waters of… of… of..ahem…ahem… the Andaman ??!!?! (I am geographically challenged!) I loved the place - the view from the hotel being awesome! Take a look...

At the hotel                                                                                                                                            View from the Balcony

First day on my first trip abroad was unforgettable! I am not exaggerating when I say – I did so much on the first day, that by night, I was calling morning - yesterday. Eh ?
This sounds damn cheesy, but, five of us were strangers yesterday, yet, together we really freaked out. We were the few like minded youngsters on the trip and we had no choice...

What made me really enjoy this trip was the fact that I was so stressed at work, and I needed to take my mind off it for once, and I did ! I have lots and lots coming up... but on the next entry... running out of time now.. come back for more !

Missing my baby ! :(

I have been upto a lot, but for now, being away from home, I miss my little niece the most...

When I'd return home at five in the evening, my cutie would stand waiting at the door, hoping I'll take her out... (Of course kids are selfish ! )

And, don't even get me started on all the fuss she makes when someone leaves home and isn't willing to take her along...

Her toys can't keep her busy for any more than five minutes in a row !

I waited for her to come into our lives... I imagined I'm always going to be strict with her... I'm not going to give in to her brattish demands...I'll teach her the manner, grammar blah blah blah... but, I was already shopping for her before she came.. and when she did... I was the first one to want to spoil her... she follows me in the house... she hits keys randomly on my laptop... she wears my socks... she uses my clips... she walks into my wardrobe and messes it all up... yet I can only encourage her, and love her more and more...

Thats my spoilt little princess. My heart... my life... I love you my doll and I miss you the most even when I know I'll be back soon...

Good old days are gone for good.

So it’s finally time to write. A friend told me he misses reading my innocent chatter (if that’s what you call it, thank you!), and another wrote up a good entry himself and had a very interesting story to go with it; all this encouraged me and I am back.

I have been up to a lot over the last month. The Highlights being -

I have learnt a LOT of cooking in the last month.

I also went to 300 years of Celebration With The Guru ceremony at the Gurudwara and loved it!

I have made up some really good slogans to abuse my cab mates (colleagues) when they can’t stop preaching about piracy. E.g. the racist condemns piracy.

And many more…

1RV02IS021. I could forget my name when I was in college, but not this number.

This number would be entered four times every semester in the huge VTU exam form with one copy for college, one for VTU, one for the student and one on the hall ticket, four times on the Valuation form, four times on the fee receipt and so on!

All the receipts were “submitted” from one side of the window to the lethargic fat man on the other side. Our hands would hang on the window bars; Sometimes if we had guts enough - we would sway the receipt a bit to grab the fat mans attention, who gets enough heat from the layers of fat on his body, to feel like he is underneath a thick blanket, dozing off in God’s-Kind-World.

All those lab attendants who did not know anything about computers and tried to bully us to satisfy their ego; all those teachers who were constantly trying to solve the who-is-going-out-with-who mystery; all those silly hangers-on of our even sillier principal who roamed around in college to check for couples; all the cell phone confiscators; all those examination cheats; the forming of bbings; the non stop non-sense and Mallika Sherawat jokes; the CIP class and the quizzes we won by intelligent guessing (read : utter fluke); the cheti-and-gang-and-pavan non-sense; the bheja fries; the awesome five some; the pappu; the DOS class always interpreted as the LAS(T) class by us; sitting in the last bench with all the front benches empty; sharing one notebook amongst four; combine studies; the examination time smses; the bus driver menace; the placement season; the lab viva and the likes are indeed good old days I miss terribly.

I wish I could rewind to catch a glimpse of the good old days that are gone for good!

The Most Beautiful Girl I know

Mood : Missing my sweet little niece. :(

Innocent Tease ?

I am not the Indian woman out of a soap, so quite obviously I wasn’t really dressed up at 10.p.m. in the night. A silly pink nightdress, and Innu to give me company in the exact same nightdress in a different color.

My dad always complained to me about one (supposedly) terrible habit my mom has – that she remembers all the important things at late hours. And my mom just lived up to this complaint dad has, and remembered one really important tablet we just HAD to have at that hour. I am paranoid (I am tired of explaining this – so assuming all my readers out there know it by now), so I wouldn’t let Mom and Innu go to the medical store by walk at 10.p.m. in the night. And after much fight with my lazy-self, I decided to drive them down, ONLY and ONLY on the condition that I will not change (nightdress is THE thing to live in), hence will not get off the car! My mom said of course no problem. So if I didn’t have to get off anyway, I could safely wear dad’s bathroom slippers too. Innu looked exactly like me, and my slippers on her were even better than the bathroom slippers on me, trust me!

We reached the medical store and Mom gave me that Oh-I-Work-For-You-Guys-All-Day-Long look. Almost begged Innu and me to get off and get the tablets. WHAT???

So we just sneaked in trying to go unnoticed. Found a safe corner and stood there. There are at least twenty guys at the other side attending the huge crowd, cause this medical store is apparently the best, and most crowded, in Bangalore. And those guys just have to have a girl on the other side, they come running to attend you. That always helps to get out of the store quickly :D

There was this broad man standing in front of us and he got a call, he wanted to move out, he just dashed into me and moved out. I got super pissed, and before I knew it, he again came all over me and moved back in. It was so annoying; Innu and I uttered loud curses at him, still trying to go unseen… Those nightdresses and giant slippers were making us look just HORRIBLE – we just couldn’t afford to get noticed! And again! He gets a call and barges out and that’s it! We both screamed REAL loud, in chorus – EXCUUUUUUUUUUUSE MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!!!

All, and I mean ALL heads turned, and gave us one thorough look, and this man somehow had the support of the crowd and the advantage because we looked like Idiots in those pajamas. This broad-guy just made us feel more stupid, and put up a really innocent face and said “Oh! So Sorry!” All this was actually so hilarious, and till we stood there we kept getting Silly-Girls stare and this man made sure he said loud excuse-me-pleases before he would move. We took our packet, returned a few stares and RAN!

Pictures from A Memorable Trip

En route Gopalaswamy betta

Nandi

The beautiful sleeping flamingo !



Mysore Palace


And the most most most memorable Tanga Ride !!!!!!!

Chal Dhano !

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Can two people live happily forever ? Can they be in love forever ?