Stressed ??

What more could happen to a person when he/she is under stress?? It is yet to be discovered by me…but yes something that happened with me is something normal (I believe and am made to believe) that one can go through when under pressure…

The night before the incident , I realize I have an early call to attend and I set my expectation with my better half that , noodles would be coming his way ,next morning , as breakfast. The meaning of the nod that he gave is yet to be revealed but yes he agreed to it.

Next day morning - I have the tea getting ready on a burner and the noodles on another. Recently married and getting better on the cooking was making me think proud of myself. In another minute, there happened something which all brought the rating down, just like a person would mess up with his/her appraisal at the last minute.

I gave him a headsup. “There seems to something wrong with the new noodles packet that we bought. It tastes sweet”,I said.

“Oh is it!” He replied.

We sat down to quickly grab the noodles and the tea.

“May be because the noodles taste sweet we might not be actually able to figure out the characteristic of the sugar put in the tea” ,I said.

He blankly nodded. It seemed hard for me to have the noodles and the same was with him too.
Trying to be sounding nice he asked “Did you …”, he said

“You mean to say I had put sugar in the noodles????”, I said, worried.

“No dear, I meant that might have just happened, just that you are very stressed out these days…”

I couldn’t believe it… I remember it for sure that I had not done that but yes the tastes of the noodles and of the tea , could not prove me right…..

“Alzheimer’s… ” he said.

“Ohhh I have that”, I said in the tone that the small boy says in the movie ‘Switched’.
And we laughed….....
But till date, I couldn’t ever accept the fact that I did it and every time I prepare noodles, I am extra alert….

This is just another incident that made me write another blog, after exactly 6 months……another foolishness that added on to the already existing list of mine :)

The Scary House

It couldn’t have been more disappointing, when u land up at a scary house to go through all the scary scenes and get scared and howl and hoot and come out screaming….All was expected and was so enthusiastic to go through such stuff. R, D and L and myself decided to have an experience of the scary house. The scared look on D’s face made us to ask her to stay back while we go and return. But she had made up her mind to come along with us. Now the turn comes for us. We get in, to realize that its too dark but at certain corners we have red lights and all those fake dead bodies hanging about. I usually turn up laughing at such scenes whether it may be in a scary house or while watching a horror movie, if it doesn’t look realistic. Same was repeated here. I was laughing at the fake set up and drop downs. I guess those people who hid behind walls to bring about the horror effects,heard my laughter and in an attempt to create fear in us , they made a hanging rope and pillow swing past our side. Their attempt wasn’t a failure. They got it right. It hit D, and she started screaming.

Now D changed her mind and was searching for the way back. We asked her to hold on and get done with it as we were already in. My Idea generator box said , why not make a train and place D in the middle and move forward. We followed the same approach but it really was a bad idea because the series was R-Myself-D-L. Now D being scared , she kept on pulling,pushing ,snaching and scratching and what not, which left me with couple of scratches here and there. Anyways , we moved forward.

Apart from all the dead bodies,sound effects,door bashing and what not. We crossed all of them. Now came the end to all of it. We could see light and hence finalized that okay we are gonna end with the entire effort. As we approached the exit,we had enough space to move and dim light as well and saw a bed with a dead body lying over it. The very thought of this scary journey getting over, D started getting all very relaxed and was commenting on the dead body , saying, “seems it is just a demo, but wonder why is it just lying there. Anyways we are near the exit” Blah blah…All of a sudden, we see the dead body arise and ran towards us. It was much small in size and we all ran to a corner…D just pushed me in front of that short dead body which had arose just few seconds back… But I guess it could recognize the fear factor in D and approached her and she stood there begging for life “Cheta..enne onnum cheyalle” and she was literally crying ….Hilarious it was…not just to hear begging for life to that guy in the costume of a dead body in Malayalam but also to see a clueless or rather say helpless expression on that that guys face .D ran outside screaming in front of people who were standing in queue to get in next . I guess those people got the encouragement to go in for it , on seeing rest 3 of us emerging out all red with laughter which lasted for quite sometime.

Ban gaya na popat

Has it ever happened that u do land up doing some blunder and then you hear someone saying at the back of your mind ‘ban gaya na popat’. It has happened to me a plenty of times….Here are a few of such instances..

Today being Diwali, reminds me of those days when we were kids and had the fascination of burning crackers….I used to hold the candle in my left hand….Pick up a cracker ,lit it and throw it at a distance to burst out….this continued and the speed of this activity also gradually increased… there comes a stage when I lit the cracker and threw the candle away and the cracker burst out…ban gaya na popat……

The entire day had been spent brainstorming on a tool…lets call it ‘Ispace’. When u spend a day thinking about something , it automatically becomes a part and parcel of the conversation that happens. I land up in a shop to buy a packet of biscuit.I stand there and the shopkeeper asked me what was that I was looking for? I tell him,”Ispace hai”. Oops …ban gaya na popat……..I see a blank expression on the shopkeepers face, wondering if such a biscuit does exist and why has he never heard of it…..I interrupt him and say ”okay…hide and seek also would do”….How I had my laughter under control ,can’t be explained….I saw people staring at me…..still wondering if such a biscuit does exist…I leave the shop but couldn’t stop grinning and land up straight in front of my roomie and on sharing what happened at the shop ,burst out laughing… 

Back in college ….I used to see many of my friends going to temple early morning…I had never been to a temple in kerala… One day my friends decided to fulfill my wish and they decided to take me along with them… they instructed me what all to do so that I may not be caught…and asked me to do exactly what they would do out there at the temple….Ok done… we reach there and after all the praying , the pujari gives away some prasadam…..I received it with both hands but drew a cross on the forehead…..ban gaya na popat ……pujari starred at me and I stood there , still not having realized what I did….My friend held my hand and moved out of the temple and thatz when I realized ….wooow what a blunder…

These blunders turns out to be a full time entertainment for others to hear/see and laugh , also for us to realize that how foolish we have been at times 

TODAY

I still remember one of my teachers at school say….. “School days are the most colorful moments in your life”. But then we just had one big hurdle visible in front of us and it was the nightmare that every other kid ,going to school, has..yes the board exams… It took me so many years to realize that it was just a small hurdle that one could cross with very little effort and that yes the teacher was actually correct…School days are just colorful..and so are college days as well…
Miss the long summer vacations..don’t get them anymore…. 
All those huge bags filled with books that we used to carry to school was never been complained when compared to the laptops that we carry for work.
Whatever exams may come, we did find time to go and play in the playground...but now have switched to playing outdoor games indoors…..confused….Thanks to foosball 
I never sat in a school bus I guess, but now it’s the other way round. These days I quickly figure out a place to quietly sit and take a nap.
College days where the ones when u could figure what were u good at by just stepping up there on the stage and performing what you feel like…..the stage could be all ours and thatz were the creativity would sprout.
All those fake headaches or illness just to skip classes is not to be forgotten...
All the series of exams…quarterly then comes half yearly and then finals …and not to forget the unit tests and class tests which were used as fillers…
Its just that we human, just realize the value of anything so late that , by the time we get to know its worth it would be too late……but don’t crib abt it …..because as is said…Enjoy today because there is no point worrying about the past which is gone and no point worrying abt the future either, as it doesn’t even exist.. …Live , enjoy and make a difference or say redefine ad practice life that you have thought it should be ,for TODAY is the day that we are in control of..

:)

As the calls kept me busy and the mails poured in wishing me on the special occasion and yes not to forget the chocolate facial that you get it done for free, only then did I realize, hmmm I am growing old now….and especially when a lady walked up to me to enquire of my age, I knew the others in the bay would be actually suffocating as the entire oxygen available there was absorbed by her on hearing my age. Come on….. something that had not bothered me till date was like ….oops am I so old???? I was searching to find out the grey line on my head now….. But anyways, was fun today…. Esp. the midnight celebrations, wherein I got up to receive a call to find out the surprise cake cutting being scheduled in next few minutes by my roommates, who had never anticipated of me waking up at that hour and were standing there with the cake in hand and one of them still searching for the match box and another one singing all of a sudden the famous bday song ‘Santhosha janmadina kutike’. And when they finished, asked me ‘Do u hav a match box’ :)

Had a discussion on bday celebrations on lunch toda....why is it that you celebrate when you grow old? There could be many explanations to it. In short , human beings have a reason behind any celebrations and yes the celebrations and fun is something that keeps them going on and ofcourse its actually necessary for people to have a change from the routine. Just imagine how boring it would be if you have the activities in life as a routine on every day without a change… yes that may be the reason why these celebrations were invented… kudos to the inventor of celebrations…

Gyan

If life is to be taken as an academic institution where we do have theories , of course, the advices from elders, friends and sometimes even strangers as well as practical sessions where we learn by mistakes , we could actually see that there is lot of learning happening. As I call my life to be a happening one that has gifted me with many practical sessions which has helped me in acquiring gyan.Here goes the list of my leanings or what I call gyan…..

- Scene1 :Two kids, myself and my brother, jumping or hopping on the bed, which made me slip of and fall leading to my head to hit the corners of the window. Scene 2:Me ,with a couple of stitches on my head.

Gyan: Always wear your helmets.

- 3rd standard……was running through the verandah and was made to fall down by my classmate, and ya it left another couple of marks on my head….…..donno the reason …still wonder why was that done….I was the class monitor so

Gyan: Spiderman said, with great power comes great responsibilities and to add on it great power do call on to threats too….so stay alert…..

- Evening play time was most eagerly awaited and when u r not a frequent visitor to a park, please do be cautious of any new pond being set up there…..I never knew of such a pond and landed up into it and ya drank plenty of water as if I didn’t have enough at home……

Gyan: thanks to the dirty water with all microbes and what not….which has kept me immune till date… ha ha

- My first holy communion , all set in white gown …… another moment, here is a lady on fire in the church and ya its me….  my net caught fire but somehow got saved with minor burns……Funny part was the dance after the service in the church where I was dancing in a gown with a hand sleeveless and other full sleeves….

Gyan: I still can’t figure out what I learnt from that incident , may be to be away from fire and being more alert.

- First ride on the bicycle on the roads….being an immature rider, was not good at taking turns or using the brakes rather used to use my legs to stop……I see a turn in front, unable to turn the handle tried stopping using the legs…….another moment was seen on other side of a drainage and the cycle in the drainage….

Gyan: If you hold a cat by the tail you learn things you cannot learn any other way. I learned to use the brake from then on.

- Xmas time….fiddling with stars to be hung , made its ends to poke my eyes….aahhhaaa everyone seems to be shining on their right side…..actually had got an aberration ……couple of days with eyes tied up with medicine led my eyes to look as if someone had given me a bash on my eye…

Gyan: Artificial stars made of paper can be more dangerous than natural ones….so handle with care

Now there are many other incidents that have provided me with the same i.e gyan , some of which I have already written down(like the train jumping, the scrolling down from the tree). I am not very sure if the quota of such happenings is over. If anything else does happen I will definitely keep updating it here.

Ormakal

In your life, you meet people. Some you never think about again. Some, you wonder what happened to them. There are some that you wonder, if they ever think about you. And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again. But you do. At the same time there are some others whom you cannot forget and every other incident in your daily life brings about their memories. For me it’s the set of friends that I had made during my stay at Pune.But before I started off with those friends, I had some awesome time with my women’s college gang…..I think everyone should go into a women’s only or men’s only institution at some point of life, it sometimes helps you to know that what one is good at…..Now this college is just 10-15 minutes walk able distance from my grandparents home but I was made to stay in hostel because I was supposed to study…….but naahhhh I really can’t sit and study….I am kind of a person who would get involved in all extra curricular activities possible and then at the end of the day i.e. at 8:30 after the night prayers at hostel ,when I sit down to study I just doze off….and then would get up somewhere in the middle of the night to study, when the whole world would be sleeping and study for just 2-3 hours which is like carving things on to a rock, it retains ……and that is the reason why no one has ever seen me study during my graduation days and ya this is why I still don’t believe that the thief had come that night , as I was awake and I never saw anyone… And then exam time is even more fun when people have their prayers on asking god to rain heavily so that it may flood and the exams may postpond…..I still remember one of my classmates complaining after the exam ‘You cut down all your hair and come like this making me wonder all throughout the exam time and thus I ran short of time ’…….yeah I had cut down my hair and was called a mota or Indiraji …….Still some people do recognize me by that name…… Now the worst part is having chosen the most studious group to be in …yeah the mathematicians, I was expected to be a bookworm by my professors, who were kind of not at all bothered about what happens in the college but to study maths…..Now I am not that intelligent in having taken up maths but ya it is one such subject which just makes my time fly off like anything without leaving me tired and also to score marks with less effort put in …ha ha ha…Now this time in college had gifted me with many friends in college as well a hostel……It was the beginning of my hostel life and every other place that I have stayed in has certain memories but few memories which is attached to my graduation days are like…… I was given the orders by my parents to stay in the hostel even during study holidays (yeah of course to study hard) but then the hostel would be somewhat empty other than the final year students…..this hostel has some huge trees in the garden with fruits during summer……I am least bothered or say interested in having them but I would be the one who would take up the initiative to climb up the trees to either shake down or pluck down the fruits…..I used to make sure that I wear a green dress so that I am not easily figured out among the leaves……Now the world cup usually falls during this time and we were taking a break from studies to watch the world cup and wooowwww what a catch by sachin and we all howl and hoot in excitement ……the warden comes rushing to scold us for making noise and here we rush to our rooms having taken up the slippers in hand , so that we could save ourselves from getting scolded for some more time….ke ke ke ….All the midnight practice and sleepless nights as the hostel day approached and our room, it was very lucky as the warden never paid us a visit …I still wonder if she has any idea of such a room to be there….. It was over all fun….



Now it was time to head to Mysore……A small gang of friends after the training had to get split to get posted as per the authority’s orders .However, I was lucky enough to have been posted, where I had most of them heading to, yeah that was Pune ( a lovely place which I had always wanted to visit having given an ear to all the stories of my aunt’s college days).

Life was fun, may it be at home or at office. At home were 3 idiots Niji, Anju and myself with the experiments in the kitchen, lovely neighbours esp. Abraham uncle and aunty who made us feel at home, another set of noisy neighbours …..ha ha …….. but we were not less noisy either ……Niji would have all the funny stories coming up ,from college as well as office……… We always had plans of getting a bucket fit by the side of my Activa(after having seen the idea advertisement ) so that we could explore pune together : ) ……… Anju ,as cool as a person can be....never tensed ..never worried…but ya the very word ‘take care’ would get her irritated as she used to say ‘as if I won’t take care of myself , if you don’t say that’….ha ha………Can’t forget the threatening part of having my Aarangetam for having mimicked them at home …..LOL....and one day while returning from office ,to find people from church had come for carols ,uninformed, the expressions on both the faces left me grinning


I had wonderful cubicle mates and team mates too… the launch pad, mama’s boy ,chinna and shailz……Sajan,My friend who later turned out to be my mentor, and was happy to make me work under him…urgghh………. not to forget the growing actor Sarin(I used to resemble the dog in their lane, as said by him ke ke ke)..…. and ya the erumma(every other sentence of his would contain the word kochi)……..workaholic Shyju…..Roby (can’t forget the surprise onam sadya by aunty)……hmm Swami’s classes had helped us lot in surviving those 4 months…..The cartoonist Arjun…..Rinu (training classes would act as sleeping pills for him)….. Taraka with her wonderful doubts…..KK, beware he is the one who can give you a shock if passed by his side when is keenly coding…..




The most memorable would be our trekking which happened at Anand valley……all excited and all set to go ………rain is the most uncertain one that pours out anytime…..even though it rained …it couldn’t stop us from climbing up the slippery hill and enjoy every moment of it……. It is usually easy to get there on top but to get down, is a bit scary…..can’t stop laughing when I think of Roby screaming, and Anju and myself had to get to his assistance…… After having come down, we had a magician performing tricks ….. bad day for him as no one was patient enough to just sit and watch ……. Had fun playing volley ball as well as defeating the guys in tug of war (secret was that the gals were double in number …..ha ha)……



Life has been something very unusual and full of uncertainties…….. we meet people to depart ….having left just memories to cherish about them……But we have to just silently nod in agreement for anything that it decides for us ……..I was the first one to leave and then one by one everyone moved out , in search of fulfillment of their dreams and aspirations…..But yes technology has kept us stay in touch and meet once in a while ,however far we are …..And ofcourse if we just stay together then how could we know the others……my other chapter of life which also gifted me with another set of friends……and will continue to happen …… and thus life goes on……