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April 18, 2009

Before Valentine's Day...

WOMAN:

Dear God,
Before I fall into deep sleep,
I pray for a man, who isn’t a creep,
The one who is tall, handsome and strong,
To whom I will always belong,
Who cares for me and extremely kind,
And even my silliest tantrums, he doesn’t mind,
Who pulls my chair and opens the door,
Who asks for little and does more,
Who tells me “I love you” everyday,
Who makes me smile in his own special way,
Oh! Send me the one who will love me with no end,
And would always be my best friend.

MAN:

Dear God,
I pray for a hot, sexy dancer, who cannot speak my language,
Who has big boobs and a perfect ass and is partially deaf,
Who owns a golf course, bar and beach house,
I know this doesn’t rhyme, but I don’t give a shit!

April 11, 2009

Fright of the frost-bite.....!!

About 8-10 years ago, my dad got an air conditioner installed in my room. It was an old, noisy Videocon model, but it served the purpose. Dad always used to tell me that never put it on full power as it sucks up a lot of electricity. So we had to use it only when required. But for my little brothers, it was a big joke. And guess what! I was in charge of seeing to it that the AC is not kept on “super cool” mode. One day, when the four of us, my cousin sister, my twin brothers and I were playing in my room, my brothers wanted to test the “super cool” function of the AC. Trying to be a good sister, I didn’t allow them to. They were nagging me a lot. They asked me for the reason why permission was not granted. My sister took the opportunity and told them a story. This is what she narrated.
“Once, when my dad had installed an AC in my house, I put the AC on full blast. No one was there at home. I didn’t heed to my dad’s warning. Suddenly, everything started to freeze! The windows, the doors, the bed, mirrors-everything! There was snowfall in the room! I started feeling so cold. But I couldn’t move as I was freezing too! I found it difficult to breathe. I couldn't feel my body. My hands were turning blue. I thought I was going to die. All this happened in the span of two minutes! Fortunately, my dad came home few minutes later and saved me. We had to change all the furniture destroyed by the ice. It was terrible…..”

My brothers stared with their mouths open. They didn’t want that to happen here. They fell for the story! Both of us controlled our laughter with great difficulty. And I never had to keep a constant eye on them, because I knew they would never use the “super cool” function on the AC.
I still tease them with this incident. Too embarrassing for them! *SIGH* one of those wonderful childhood memories……(wink!)(giggle!)

April 5, 2009

Blast From The Past...!!



Hey guys! I was extremely busy these days and didn’t get time to blog at all. Very sorry buddies! Finally, I decided to utilize my Sunday for blogging. Well, I cleared up my wardrobe today and made some space. I gave my mother solid proof that I have less clothes and I need to go shopping coz my wardrobe looks so empty now. *sigh*

The great news is that I came across my diary which I used to write about 8-9 years ago. It’s a pink diary with a lock on it. It said Fond Reflections. I stopped writing coz I had lost the key to it. I finally managed to pick the rusted lock with a hair pin. It gave me a sense of achievement to hear the lock click open. (I don’t wanna lock it again. God alone knows whether it will ever open again.) I had written all about my school crushes and all the innocent stuff I used to do to grab their attention like showing interest in cartoons like Pokémon and Dragonball Z. A few of my entries were even written in a code form just in case anyone dared to read my diary. It was fun trying to crack it again. It made me realize how weird I was at that age. It was a great feeling going through all those memories again. My handwriting was so pathetic. How did I ever clear school???

I may never open the diary again and may not even keep it now. I feel privileged to be shown my past so clearly. Now I can confidently say that I’m happy where I am today.