Simply Me
Thursday, September 27, 2007
Of surprises and more surprises...
OK lets start with the 25th... That was my birthday. Midnight... The first call I received... Definitely not a number I recognised... He wished me Happy Birthday... Thank you I said... Do you know who I am? Actually no... Any guesses? Nope... Then as usual the network went berserk couldn't hear what he said and finally got cut. Then next call from Yogesh at work or rather Yogez... Again a huge surprise... Did Shyju call you he asks? Oh that was Shyju??? Didn't recognise his voice at all... Yogesh laughs... He had asked Shyju for my number and Shyju had purposely given him the wrong number so that he could call me first it seems... (Yogesh told me the next day that he had teased Shyju to no end for the stunt he pulled AND which did not pay off...) Praveen was online. Told him it was my birthday just before I signed off... Whens the party he asked... hmmm still haven't replied I think... I am hopeless when it comes to parties... Kya karen?
No surprise that we DID NOT have an off inspite of it being Anath Chaturdashi... Woke up to Savita Pacchi's phone call. Lots of further phone calls and messages... pretty cool. :) Then Varsha Mavshi and Priyasha came over to wish me. Mavshi had made pohe for me... She really makes the best Pohe ever... And since we don't eat onions on Ananth Chaturdashi, for me without onions...
Off to work... started off as normal. Poonam knew it was my birthday. She wished me and then everyone else knew too... Shweta sent a birthday wish to me.. CC to everyone in the team... So even Shailesh who is in London on an Employee Exchange Training program knew it was my birthday... We had a meeting with a senior manager who had come from London. Rest of the day regular as usual... some more phone calls and messages. A cool surprise... I was the top performer for the previous week
In the evening the guys from my training group came to office. I got pinged by quite a few then. Later Sumeet came up to call me to the cafe. Wow!!! Surprise party for me from Uday and my training team... and lots of chocolate moisturizer for my face :D A song by Yogesh... (The guy has a seriously amazing voice and is a gifted singer)...
26th... Sarah who had come in from London was leaving that day... Not to mention it was 2 years since our department of KPIT was established... So first thing I was given a surprise b'day party by my team. More moisturizer... Pineapple this time. Then cake cut in celebration of our company's anniversary. Black forest cake yummmmm... I got awarded by Sarah for being the quarterly topper... (A gift voucher for Shopper's Stop.. How cool is that? Just gotta figure out where it is located in Pune) Then a pizza party by Sarah... Ended up getting late and reaching home at 11.45.
27th... Today or was it yesterday... yeah yesterday it is... (Damn how long does it take to attach a 13MB file anyway???)... More awards for top weekly and monthly performers. For last week's performance got a set of re-writable CDs and as a monthly topper computer speakers... (Can't believe couldn't get those home with me... The security made me keep it at office... Gotta remember to take a permission tomorrow)
Well guess here I come to the end of my long winded birthday story... When I had started writing this morning I hadn't thought that waiting till night to post this... well post... would mean that it would get this much longer. Anyway, guess this is a great start for me and I have to aim really high and keep a lot of expectations for myself if I want to continue to receive all the honours bestowed upon me.
No surprise that we DID NOT have an off inspite of it being Anath Chaturdashi... Woke up to Savita Pacchi's phone call. Lots of further phone calls and messages... pretty cool. :) Then Varsha Mavshi and Priyasha came over to wish me. Mavshi had made pohe for me... She really makes the best Pohe ever... And since we don't eat onions on Ananth Chaturdashi, for me without onions...
Off to work... started off as normal. Poonam knew it was my birthday. She wished me and then everyone else knew too... Shweta sent a birthday wish to me.. CC to everyone in the team... So even Shailesh who is in London on an Employee Exchange Training program knew it was my birthday... We had a meeting with a senior manager who had come from London. Rest of the day regular as usual... some more phone calls and messages. A cool surprise... I was the top performer for the previous week
In the evening the guys from my training group came to office. I got pinged by quite a few then. Later Sumeet came up to call me to the cafe. Wow!!! Surprise party for me from Uday and my training team... and lots of chocolate moisturizer for my face :D A song by Yogesh... (The guy has a seriously amazing voice and is a gifted singer)...
26th... Sarah who had come in from London was leaving that day... Not to mention it was 2 years since our department of KPIT was established... So first thing I was given a surprise b'day party by my team. More moisturizer... Pineapple this time. Then cake cut in celebration of our company's anniversary. Black forest cake yummmmm... I got awarded by Sarah for being the quarterly topper... (A gift voucher for Shopper's Stop.. How cool is that? Just gotta figure out where it is located in Pune) Then a pizza party by Sarah... Ended up getting late and reaching home at 11.45.
27th... Today or was it yesterday... yeah yesterday it is... (Damn how long does it take to attach a 13MB file anyway???)... More awards for top weekly and monthly performers. For last week's performance got a set of re-writable CDs and as a monthly topper computer speakers... (Can't believe couldn't get those home with me... The security made me keep it at office... Gotta remember to take a permission tomorrow)
Well guess here I come to the end of my long winded birthday story... When I had started writing this morning I hadn't thought that waiting till night to post this... well post... would mean that it would get this much longer. Anyway, guess this is a great start for me and I have to aim really high and keep a lot of expectations for myself if I want to continue to receive all the honours bestowed upon me.
Labels: Its a hap hap happy birthday...
Saturday, September 22, 2007
My first journey alone...
OK... I accept it... I was terribly nervous... I shouldn't have been of course, but I was... 22 and the first journey alone shouldn't have seemed all that nerve-wracking... Its not like I haven't travelled by flight before... I have flown to Bangalore and other places wayyyy too many times before... but never before alone.
Well lets forward to the day of the trip... I was going to B'lore for chavathi on the 13Th of September... IndiGO airlines... To start off with we were running kinda late... late being we would reach the airport 45 minutes before the flight instead of an hour early. Amma is addicted to punctuality. Rather reach 5 mins early than 5 minutes late. So for my 1p.m. flight we had left at about 11.15-11.20. The roads were just terribly terrible... well no other words to describe them... Traffic... The deplorable state of the roads and preparation for Ganesh Celebrations here in Pune... Just meant we would be 'LATE LATE LATE!!!' like the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland. And amma gets just as upset... she kept saying... 'We are going to be late... what if you miss your flight... what if...' Now with amma there seriously no use trying to placate her... 'Amma... big deal I said... For one thing I won't miss the flight... Secondly, if I do, I'll take the next flight... and even if that doesn't happen, I'll spend a 4 day weekend at home... chill...' I knew it wasn't gonna work... But I tried anyways... Lord!!!! She was soooooooo tense... 'Amma,' I promised, 'I'll never make you late when you are going to work...' She gets so worked up if I haven't got out of my bath before she has to leave and so she keeps calling out to me to come out fast and if she leaves home so much as 5 mins late, I now know what she is thinking on her way to work...
So finally we reached the Pune airport... No probs... well in advance. Went in and immediately I was called in for security check... Whew, I thought, Just in time... (After all the tales from my friends that Air Deccan is inevitably late and if its afternoon journey, you just have to prepare for at least 2 hours of delay... said my colleague) So do I get to board? Nooooo... we leave the airport gate and into a bus to take us to the plane and we sit there for 15 minutes... Heck I could have eaten something before I left... I had missed my brunch before leaving because we were running late... What a bummer!!!
Finally the bus is full and we start towards the plane... Now anyone who has ever been on an aeroplane knows that soon after the plane has left ground, the pilot dips the flight to give us a view of the city below and circles around a bit before touching down at the destination... Now this bus circled the flight... Around we went once... Well yeah sure... nice flight... Do we get to get in? Soon we were sitting in the comfortable seats of the flight...
We took off about 15 minutes late. The journey was kinda uneventful... I didn't miss the lunch they normally serve on other flights... I never eat it anyway... I did however miss the chocolates :( No chocolates for us. I remember once I had taken a fistful of chocolates and once a sweet air hostess had given me a fistful of chocolates herself... My first journey alone... no one to talk to and no book to read and I had the aisle seat... Talk about height of boredom... but since the entire trip takes about an hour and a half, it wasn't all that big a deal.
We finally reached Bangalore. I obviously missed my favorite aerial view... that of Kemp Fort. For whatever reason, I love looking at the turrets and that's part of the welcoming committee of B'lore. My mhanthu had come to pick me up and when I reached the car... there are my twin niece and nephew.. Mehul and Meghana and my akka.. Vatsalakka. Mehul was fast asleep in Vatsalakka's lap. Meghana was too shy to talk to her pacchi. 'Come on.. talk to her... all thru the trip here both of them were going on and on about how their pacchi was visiting and all they wanted to tell her' says Vatsalakka... Nope.. Meghana hid behind her grandfather's car seat and absolutely refused to talk. Finally when we reached home and Mehul got up did Meghana get into her element and did both of them start with their game of hide and seek calling out 'Pacchi' and then hiding when I looked up.
Thursday and Friday were pretty much the wettest days I had encountered all this year... Friday night... India versus Pakistan match... Dead tired after all the work, my mhave was trying to catch some sleep and outside mhantu is almost jumping up and down with glee with the rate of fall of wickets of the Pakistan team... If India wins, I tell mhave, in Pune unmindful of the fact that tomorrow is Chavathi and people have probably worked very hard getting ready for the celebrations, there would be crackers half thru the night(Yeah that happened amma told me when I got back.)
Saturday... Chavathi (Yeah not gonna bore talking about shopping for vegetables and fruits... thats all the shopping I had time to do during my entire visit... :'( ) Had fun decorating.. had fun during the Puja... had fun serving... had fun gorging on Panchamruta (Soniakka and I were eyeing the Panchamruta bowl so that as soon as everyone had been given that, we were gonna bring out glasses to drink up the rest... kya karen? Old habits die hard and anyway control hi nahi hota... Imagine our disappointment when we got to have about one gulp... Turned out Anil Bhavaji had beat us to it and had his fill :'( )... enjoyed the lunch... enjoyed meeting everyone and had fun going for the Visarjan.
The biggest bummer of course was that my 3.00 pm flight on sunday had been preponed to 10 am in the morning... Lost almost an entire day of the visit... Well either ways, the biggest motive of going there was fulfilled... Going for chavathi and visiting my ajju in his 100th year... Hope now that I could visit B'lore for two consecutive years for chavathi maybe even next year would get to visit... As is said... 'Something that happens once, never happens twice... But if something happens twice, it will definitely happen a third time...'
So will end this loooooong post with pics from Chavathi and the words Ganpathi Bappa Morya...
Well lets forward to the day of the trip... I was going to B'lore for chavathi on the 13Th of September... IndiGO airlines... To start off with we were running kinda late... late being we would reach the airport 45 minutes before the flight instead of an hour early. Amma is addicted to punctuality. Rather reach 5 mins early than 5 minutes late. So for my 1p.m. flight we had left at about 11.15-11.20. The roads were just terribly terrible... well no other words to describe them... Traffic... The deplorable state of the roads and preparation for Ganesh Celebrations here in Pune... Just meant we would be 'LATE LATE LATE!!!' like the rabbit in Alice in Wonderland. And amma gets just as upset... she kept saying... 'We are going to be late... what if you miss your flight... what if...' Now with amma there seriously no use trying to placate her... 'Amma... big deal I said... For one thing I won't miss the flight... Secondly, if I do, I'll take the next flight... and even if that doesn't happen, I'll spend a 4 day weekend at home... chill...' I knew it wasn't gonna work... But I tried anyways... Lord!!!! She was soooooooo tense... 'Amma,' I promised, 'I'll never make you late when you are going to work...' She gets so worked up if I haven't got out of my bath before she has to leave and so she keeps calling out to me to come out fast and if she leaves home so much as 5 mins late, I now know what she is thinking on her way to work...
So finally we reached the Pune airport... No probs... well in advance. Went in and immediately I was called in for security check... Whew, I thought, Just in time... (After all the tales from my friends that Air Deccan is inevitably late and if its afternoon journey, you just have to prepare for at least 2 hours of delay... said my colleague) So do I get to board? Nooooo... we leave the airport gate and into a bus to take us to the plane and we sit there for 15 minutes... Heck I could have eaten something before I left... I had missed my brunch before leaving because we were running late... What a bummer!!!
Finally the bus is full and we start towards the plane... Now anyone who has ever been on an aeroplane knows that soon after the plane has left ground, the pilot dips the flight to give us a view of the city below and circles around a bit before touching down at the destination... Now this bus circled the flight... Around we went once... Well yeah sure... nice flight... Do we get to get in? Soon we were sitting in the comfortable seats of the flight...
We took off about 15 minutes late. The journey was kinda uneventful... I didn't miss the lunch they normally serve on other flights... I never eat it anyway... I did however miss the chocolates :( No chocolates for us. I remember once I had taken a fistful of chocolates and once a sweet air hostess had given me a fistful of chocolates herself... My first journey alone... no one to talk to and no book to read and I had the aisle seat... Talk about height of boredom... but since the entire trip takes about an hour and a half, it wasn't all that big a deal.
We finally reached Bangalore. I obviously missed my favorite aerial view... that of Kemp Fort. For whatever reason, I love looking at the turrets and that's part of the welcoming committee of B'lore. My mhanthu had come to pick me up and when I reached the car... there are my twin niece and nephew.. Mehul and Meghana and my akka.. Vatsalakka. Mehul was fast asleep in Vatsalakka's lap. Meghana was too shy to talk to her pacchi. 'Come on.. talk to her... all thru the trip here both of them were going on and on about how their pacchi was visiting and all they wanted to tell her' says Vatsalakka... Nope.. Meghana hid behind her grandfather's car seat and absolutely refused to talk. Finally when we reached home and Mehul got up did Meghana get into her element and did both of them start with their game of hide and seek calling out 'Pacchi' and then hiding when I looked up.
Thursday and Friday were pretty much the wettest days I had encountered all this year... Friday night... India versus Pakistan match... Dead tired after all the work, my mhave was trying to catch some sleep and outside mhantu is almost jumping up and down with glee with the rate of fall of wickets of the Pakistan team... If India wins, I tell mhave, in Pune unmindful of the fact that tomorrow is Chavathi and people have probably worked very hard getting ready for the celebrations, there would be crackers half thru the night(Yeah that happened amma told me when I got back.)
Saturday... Chavathi (Yeah not gonna bore talking about shopping for vegetables and fruits... thats all the shopping I had time to do during my entire visit... :'( ) Had fun decorating.. had fun during the Puja... had fun serving... had fun gorging on Panchamruta (Soniakka and I were eyeing the Panchamruta bowl so that as soon as everyone had been given that, we were gonna bring out glasses to drink up the rest... kya karen? Old habits die hard and anyway control hi nahi hota... Imagine our disappointment when we got to have about one gulp... Turned out Anil Bhavaji had beat us to it and had his fill :'( )... enjoyed the lunch... enjoyed meeting everyone and had fun going for the Visarjan.
The biggest bummer of course was that my 3.00 pm flight on sunday had been preponed to 10 am in the morning... Lost almost an entire day of the visit... Well either ways, the biggest motive of going there was fulfilled... Going for chavathi and visiting my ajju in his 100th year... Hope now that I could visit B'lore for two consecutive years for chavathi maybe even next year would get to visit... As is said... 'Something that happens once, never happens twice... But if something happens twice, it will definitely happen a third time...'
So will end this loooooong post with pics from Chavathi and the words Ganpathi Bappa Morya...
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Kids do the darndest things
A few years ago, most of my family had come to Pune. Ajju, Bapama, Mhantu, mhava, Sohan Anna, Vatsalakka, Soniakka, Shivram Bhavaji, Meghana and Mehul, and Ganesh maamu, Nalini akka and Ashwini from my Dad's side and Narsimha maamu, Shreelakshmi maayi and Krishna from my mom's side. The occasion? Nothing really. Maamu and mayi were thinking of visiting us and so were everyone from mhanthus' so thought if everyone came together it would be all the more fun. And what's more my grandparents were in their 70th year of marriage, so we thought we could have a small Satyanarayan Puja at that time.
Maamu, mayi and Krishna came first. Now lets introduce our neighbour's grand daughter... The little princess who lives in the flat above us.. Ishika... Ishika and Krishna were born on the very same day a few hours apart... When she was a baby it was just amazing to listen to her... She would start crying, so her dad or grandad would start to sing... aisa waisa nahi... a proper aalap... And this little kid would wail exactly like that!!! That babe had a gifted voice... Sooo coming back to our little hero Krishna... Now the first day he came here, we were standing in the balcony. Ishika comes to the window... (Their living room window overlooks our balcony) Her mom says to her... 'To bagh dada' (Dada=Older brother)... Now from then on, she used to keep calling out to him off and on 'Dada.. Dada...' and our little Gopal would come running out when he heard little Radha call out to him... and he would stand there looking up at her and calling out to her 'Didi.'
The next day, in the morning, my grandparents arrived by flight and were followed the next day by the rest of the family... Now lets just point out that Krishna was 2 years old then... When he met Meghana and Mehul, 4 years old, he was absolutely delighted... and so were they to see the little one. Now the little brat is soooooo haughty I tell you, whenever poor little Ishika would call out, our little high-and-mighty definitely was NOT ready to go out. He would pretend not to hear.. neither her calls nor our, 'Paley.. appaitaasa paley tukka' (Look, she's calling out to you...) No siree he definitely gave our damsel a cold shoulder.
Somehow these kids developed such a good bond... They say twins don't allow a third kid to come between them. But with Krishna they were absolutely generous and sweet. They would play with him and hug him and kiss him and pamper him... One of the cutest things they would do is Krishna would sit on Mehul's back and Meghana would pretend to sit on Krishna's back.. We were worried the first time they did this but we immediately realised that she was just pretending to sit on his back.
Laying down the matresses at night though was a huuuuuge headache... The moment the matresses were laid out, these kids would come running out of nowhere rolling on them and making the beds was a terrible task for all of us. Of course once they had their fun, Meghana and Mehul would actually help us lay out the beds.
It was an absolute joy having those kids around... Three years since then and I can still recollect the naughtiness and cute little pranks they played.
Maamu, mayi and Krishna came first. Now lets introduce our neighbour's grand daughter... The little princess who lives in the flat above us.. Ishika... Ishika and Krishna were born on the very same day a few hours apart... When she was a baby it was just amazing to listen to her... She would start crying, so her dad or grandad would start to sing... aisa waisa nahi... a proper aalap... And this little kid would wail exactly like that!!! That babe had a gifted voice... Sooo coming back to our little hero Krishna... Now the first day he came here, we were standing in the balcony. Ishika comes to the window... (Their living room window overlooks our balcony) Her mom says to her... 'To bagh dada' (Dada=Older brother)... Now from then on, she used to keep calling out to him off and on 'Dada.. Dada...' and our little Gopal would come running out when he heard little Radha call out to him... and he would stand there looking up at her and calling out to her 'Didi.'
The next day, in the morning, my grandparents arrived by flight and were followed the next day by the rest of the family... Now lets just point out that Krishna was 2 years old then... When he met Meghana and Mehul, 4 years old, he was absolutely delighted... and so were they to see the little one. Now the little brat is soooooo haughty I tell you, whenever poor little Ishika would call out, our little high-and-mighty definitely was NOT ready to go out. He would pretend not to hear.. neither her calls nor our, 'Paley.. appaitaasa paley tukka' (Look, she's calling out to you...) No siree he definitely gave our damsel a cold shoulder.
Somehow these kids developed such a good bond... They say twins don't allow a third kid to come between them. But with Krishna they were absolutely generous and sweet. They would play with him and hug him and kiss him and pamper him... One of the cutest things they would do is Krishna would sit on Mehul's back and Meghana would pretend to sit on Krishna's back.. We were worried the first time they did this but we immediately realised that she was just pretending to sit on his back.
Laying down the matresses at night though was a huuuuuge headache... The moment the matresses were laid out, these kids would come running out of nowhere rolling on them and making the beds was a terrible task for all of us. Of course once they had their fun, Meghana and Mehul would actually help us lay out the beds.
It was an absolute joy having those kids around... Three years since then and I can still recollect the naughtiness and cute little pranks they played.
Labels: Hum bhi agar bacche hote..., If only I could turn back time
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Musing Memories...
Ye weekend friends ke naam and revisiting an old time zone and memories and well... Just getting back in touch with old friends... Yesterday met friends during our alumni function, today met up with friends from my old building.
Tina had sent a mail around to us long ago to ask if we could meet... unfortunately, that meet didn't materialise. So this time when Shradha asked if we could meet up, all four of us said YES!!! So when... Definitely a weekend... OK no probs... I'm staying at my friend's this weekend... I have to go for a reception next week... I have my alumni next sat... I'm going to Bangalore for Ganapati Festival... So Sunday the 9th it is... Cutting a loooooooooooooong story (and a long chain of reply to all mails) short, we decided to meet up at Chinese Room, East Street, Camp for lunch... The four of us... Mansi, Shradha, Tina and I... Last I had met Mansi was like for 5 minutes during a Verve competition during engineering... Shradha a few months ago during a KIP meet and Tina? Well loooooooong ago when she was going somewhere on her bike and amma and I were going for a walk... And again this was for just a few minutes. So we all had a lot of catching up to do. One thing as Tina observed was we all still look the same but as Shradha said just older and as Mansi said prettier (sure I'll accept that complment for myself too...)
To be honest what we ate doesn't make a difference... what we are doing, well everyone has pretty much started to get settled with their lives... everyone knows what direction they want to go in in life. But what we enjoyed most was talking about all the fun things we did together... How every year during Ganapati festival, we would dance at the four building common Ganesh Festival competitions... The huge hits like Morani Bagama or Humma and the big time flop Gori nal ishq mita (ok my knowledge of Punjabi sucks so... hope u can jhepofy which song that was...) or we had acted during a Ganapati festival play... the naughty kids who had grown up to become geniuses... the silly games we used to play like Bhoot or Dabda-is-spice (OK thats a version of hide and seek where someone who throw a dabda that is an empty can or an old coconut shell from the first floor, the denner would go fetch it... the rest would hide and then to spy anyone, you had to keep a foot on the dabda and shout XYZ out or the ones who had hidden had to kick off the dabda and then re-den :D) or Red Letter or Mother-May-I or.... OK that would be a long list in itself...
Maybe since it was just us girls then, we missed out on all those games we would have played if there were guys around like Cricket but there are really no regrets.. We had a really fun childhood... We thought of some of the other kids who were our neighbours... I was a brat... Being the youngest, the others quite spoiled me... I would quarrel each day and come home in a huff... Of course, I knew that the others would come to pamper me... Finally one day amma said to the others... don't bother... she'll come out... if you keep pampering her she'll just take advantage of it... 'course needless to say, I was back out playing with them after a while.
We have played, we have fought, but either ways, we have made some really cool memories that I'll cherish for a lifetime...
P.S. Can't believe I just got back half an hour ago and I wanted to put all this down on my blog... Just the adrenaline I guess :D
Tina had sent a mail around to us long ago to ask if we could meet... unfortunately, that meet didn't materialise. So this time when Shradha asked if we could meet up, all four of us said YES!!! So when... Definitely a weekend... OK no probs... I'm staying at my friend's this weekend... I have to go for a reception next week... I have my alumni next sat... I'm going to Bangalore for Ganapati Festival... So Sunday the 9th it is... Cutting a loooooooooooooong story (and a long chain of reply to all mails) short, we decided to meet up at Chinese Room, East Street, Camp for lunch... The four of us... Mansi, Shradha, Tina and I... Last I had met Mansi was like for 5 minutes during a Verve competition during engineering... Shradha a few months ago during a KIP meet and Tina? Well loooooooong ago when she was going somewhere on her bike and amma and I were going for a walk... And again this was for just a few minutes. So we all had a lot of catching up to do. One thing as Tina observed was we all still look the same but as Shradha said just older and as Mansi said prettier (sure I'll accept that complment for myself too...)
To be honest what we ate doesn't make a difference... what we are doing, well everyone has pretty much started to get settled with their lives... everyone knows what direction they want to go in in life. But what we enjoyed most was talking about all the fun things we did together... How every year during Ganapati festival, we would dance at the four building common Ganesh Festival competitions... The huge hits like Morani Bagama or Humma and the big time flop Gori nal ishq mita (ok my knowledge of Punjabi sucks so... hope u can jhepofy which song that was...) or we had acted during a Ganapati festival play... the naughty kids who had grown up to become geniuses... the silly games we used to play like Bhoot or Dabda-is-spice (OK thats a version of hide and seek where someone who throw a dabda that is an empty can or an old coconut shell from the first floor, the denner would go fetch it... the rest would hide and then to spy anyone, you had to keep a foot on the dabda and shout XYZ out or the ones who had hidden had to kick off the dabda and then re-den :D) or Red Letter or Mother-May-I or.... OK that would be a long list in itself...
Maybe since it was just us girls then, we missed out on all those games we would have played if there were guys around like Cricket but there are really no regrets.. We had a really fun childhood... We thought of some of the other kids who were our neighbours... I was a brat... Being the youngest, the others quite spoiled me... I would quarrel each day and come home in a huff... Of course, I knew that the others would come to pamper me... Finally one day amma said to the others... don't bother... she'll come out... if you keep pampering her she'll just take advantage of it... 'course needless to say, I was back out playing with them after a while.
We have played, we have fought, but either ways, we have made some really cool memories that I'll cherish for a lifetime...
P.S. Can't believe I just got back half an hour ago and I wanted to put all this down on my blog... Just the adrenaline I guess :D
Labels: If only I could turn back time, Yaaron Dosti badi hi haseen hai...
Saturday, September 8, 2007
Alumni
We had our alumni function today. Second alumni function of SKNCOE.. in fact the second this year. The first was in January... no one wanted to wait till September for the very first Alumni function... Of course we had a pre-alumni function too...
Our first alumni function was held in college... Theme... Hawaii... It was pretty cool.. Everyone.. well 'most everyone in skirts and wearing jerberras in their hair... No other class can ever beat the girls in my class when it comes to dressing up for themes... especially Sravya or Priyanka Batra... Sravya had dressed up like Anarkali during our send-off for the Bollywood theme... Priyanka had worn a nice paper tassel skirt over her own skirt for the Hawaiian theme with flowers in her hair and around her head and around her wrist... Needless to say I have always been rather hopeless when it comes to dressing up for a theme... Well anyway, our college and our juniors had arranged it really well... It was arranged in the college lawns (Normally we weren't even allowed to step into the well manicured lawns.. that day we actually had a party there... how cool is that... OK fine... when we got home mosquito bites on our legs and our arms we didn't think THAT was all that great.. but we were blissfully ignorant rite? Annnnnyway....) We were welcomed with those plastic flower garlands and tender coconuts... there were Beach background cutouts for snapping photos... They had thought of everything... We danced... ate.. had fun... Of course when t comes to dancing definitely have to mention Priyanka, Anagha and Sujata... They don't like to dance.. they don't dance unless we drag them to the dance floor and make them dance and even then they find the smallest window of opportunity to slip away and just clap... So we were trying to teach them how to dance... OK I said... Lift right foot and place it about a foot away... Lift left foot and let it join the right foot.. OK now the other way... OK now move your hands a little... OK that's good... Now the waist and finally the shoulders .. There you go easy as pie... And just when they have learnt that one step.. gaana change.. next is RDB... Ab Bhangda... And again next song... They were switching songs so fast, were we to be playing musical chairs we would have got dizzy... Anyway had fun... And most because all 6 of us were together.. Anagha, Priyanka, Sujata, Supriya, Varsha and I....
And that's what we kept thinking of today... We missed Anagha and Sujata and trying to get them to dance... Missed Varsha... Missed Priyanka Batra who has returned to Delhi... Missed so many of our classmates who had come last time but still had lots of fun with some classmates we hadn't seen since the last alumni function or since after our finals last year... This time the party was at Abhiruchi Farms.. The theme.. Village... Dear Lord!!! Fine... I'm gonna dress up as a visitor from the city... How in the world would I find anything appropriate? God!!! You can't imagine how nice it feels to meet all your old classmates... More wonderful than the invitation to the function is actually being there... Can't believe so many of my classmates are either getting engaged soon or are already engaged or even married!!! One had brought her fiance along and he played the keyboards amazingly well and sang 2 songs... The juniors had arranged it really well again... As usual, most of the alumni from our batch... Felt nostalgic meeting old friends and old teachers...
Alumni functions... a way to look back into the past... In this busy... Bhaagambhaag life, one of those rare times we meet our old classmates... Thanks a lot to SKNCOE, all our teachers, the Principal and our HODs and most importantly our juniors for giving us such a beautiful gift...
Our first alumni function was held in college... Theme... Hawaii... It was pretty cool.. Everyone.. well 'most everyone in skirts and wearing jerberras in their hair... No other class can ever beat the girls in my class when it comes to dressing up for themes... especially Sravya or Priyanka Batra... Sravya had dressed up like Anarkali during our send-off for the Bollywood theme... Priyanka had worn a nice paper tassel skirt over her own skirt for the Hawaiian theme with flowers in her hair and around her head and around her wrist... Needless to say I have always been rather hopeless when it comes to dressing up for a theme... Well anyway, our college and our juniors had arranged it really well... It was arranged in the college lawns (Normally we weren't even allowed to step into the well manicured lawns.. that day we actually had a party there... how cool is that... OK fine... when we got home mosquito bites on our legs and our arms we didn't think THAT was all that great.. but we were blissfully ignorant rite? Annnnnyway....) We were welcomed with those plastic flower garlands and tender coconuts... there were Beach background cutouts for snapping photos... They had thought of everything... We danced... ate.. had fun... Of course when t comes to dancing definitely have to mention Priyanka, Anagha and Sujata... They don't like to dance.. they don't dance unless we drag them to the dance floor and make them dance and even then they find the smallest window of opportunity to slip away and just clap... So we were trying to teach them how to dance... OK I said... Lift right foot and place it about a foot away... Lift left foot and let it join the right foot.. OK now the other way... OK now move your hands a little... OK that's good... Now the waist and finally the shoulders .. There you go easy as pie... And just when they have learnt that one step.. gaana change.. next is RDB... Ab Bhangda... And again next song... They were switching songs so fast, were we to be playing musical chairs we would have got dizzy... Anyway had fun... And most because all 6 of us were together.. Anagha, Priyanka, Sujata, Supriya, Varsha and I....
And that's what we kept thinking of today... We missed Anagha and Sujata and trying to get them to dance... Missed Varsha... Missed Priyanka Batra who has returned to Delhi... Missed so many of our classmates who had come last time but still had lots of fun with some classmates we hadn't seen since the last alumni function or since after our finals last year... This time the party was at Abhiruchi Farms.. The theme.. Village... Dear Lord!!! Fine... I'm gonna dress up as a visitor from the city... How in the world would I find anything appropriate? God!!! You can't imagine how nice it feels to meet all your old classmates... More wonderful than the invitation to the function is actually being there... Can't believe so many of my classmates are either getting engaged soon or are already engaged or even married!!! One had brought her fiance along and he played the keyboards amazingly well and sang 2 songs... The juniors had arranged it really well again... As usual, most of the alumni from our batch... Felt nostalgic meeting old friends and old teachers...
Alumni functions... a way to look back into the past... In this busy... Bhaagambhaag life, one of those rare times we meet our old classmates... Thanks a lot to SKNCOE, all our teachers, the Principal and our HODs and most importantly our juniors for giving us such a beautiful gift...
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