weighty issues!!!

i am a 20 year old..163.5cms tall...with a few extra kilos...which i have been trying to lose since the day i saw the mirror..!!!...i m not obese..not that fat...just a bit heavy here and there...and no..its not due to my genetic constitution..i dont have a very slow metabolism...i dont have any history of obesity in my family...but blame it all on my love...my love for food...the craving the very sight of it enervates in me...blame it on my moms extra ordinary culinary skills...and her blame it on her love to "love to feed me"...

i dont target size zero...i just want to be trim...i have lost quite many kilos..and ther are some more to be shed...and i am gonna start that adventure from tomorrow...i am gonna befriend my old best friends...i.e..treadmill and cycle...again...i m gonna cut down on my calories...i m gonna stick to my "one meal a day" routine..i m not gonna be enticed by tropical icebergs or sipups or mars...i m not gonna say yes when amma asks if i want second helping..i am not gonna encourage when amma asks me every morning what special i want thata day..i am gonna keep my word..i am gonna prove my point to some people that if i can lose some weight..i can lose even more...yeaa..!!!...i m gonna lose weight...TARGET:55 kilos.....


yeaa....i am dieting...!!!

autorickshaw almighty!!!!

i have been thinking for quite a while about what to write in this blog..been running out of ideas and also been too lazy toconvert those inspirations i get to blogs..well..i should say..the domination of my sis in front of the computer do help my bloggers block!!!.

but today i just couldnt help but blog...saw an interesting piece in todays newspaper about auto rickshaw drivers...ohh..wow!!..i could identify with it like anything...especially since i started college i depend on rickshaws..my mom hav stopped dropping me and picking me up..i m on my own..

i study at medical colg,tvm...and i stay at pattoor...the distance from my college to the main gate is about 1 km..so if i get into an auto from inside and goes home,the meter charges around 25-30rs...and if i hail the auto from the main gate,its 18-20rs by the meter...but the story aint that cheerful everyday...

shift to evening around 3...me tired after a hectic day at college...sick of all the diseases and frustrated with the lecture classes..my mind has just one mantra.."home..home..home"...dreaming about the comforts of eating something..hitting the sack...ahh...and those days..when i feel extravagant and find around some 5 autos parked in front of the college...i go and ask.."pattoor pokuvo"..and the rickshwala gives me a look...as though i sinned terribly...and without a word he just drives away...and i walk a little more distance..reach in front of rcc...where hoardes of autos are parked...and here also..the story is similar...the autos are just parked..they aint gonna move...and some guys even have the guts to say.."pattoor??...it will be 75rs"..."huh!!!...did i hear you wrong??"..."minimun 60 rs will be charged"...and i walk away dejected...

still keep on walking..past sct..the grounds..nmj...sat...several autos drift by teasing me to call them...and finally reach the main gate..where a million autos are parked...but even they wont go to pattoor...and sometimes..if i am lucky..i get some kind hearted soul who will gladly take me to my home charging me by the meter...

and now..i am tired of playing games with the rickshaw ppl...one day...i got into a rickshaw and told him.."pattoor"..NO...kowdiar??..NOO...nanthencode????....nooo....kumarapuram????...no way!!...main gate???..."20 rs"...and i said..thank you and came out...some rickshaw drivers are irritating when they are kind enough to get you home..."r u studying here??"..yess...doc or dentist?...doc!!..."ohh!!mbbs is not good enough...u need to get a post graduation and a super speciality"...and i justr smile stopping myself from venting my frustrations on him lest he should change his mind about getting me to my destination...and he goes on.."i wouldnt go to a doc if he doesnt have a minimum of 3 degrees"...hmmm...."do u do operations?"..."no..we dont..we just study when docs with three and more degrees do them"..."do u know to prescribe medicines??"..."not totally ignorant...but we dont do it now...".."have you ever saved a persons life??".."duhh...not exactly.."...."then y r u a doctor???"....thank god...that time when he posed me the same question which i hav been asking myself for a couple of years..it was home!!!...the meter showed 18.50rs....i gave him 20 rs....and he goes like..."hey...i need to get back..u should give me atleast 35.."..it was my turn to give him a scathing look and scamper off home....

but not all are like them..there are some very kind hearted people who give you the ride for the meter charge and get you home safe...but they are a very endangered population..almost becoming extinct...had it not been for my very notorious driving skills...i could have avoided them and got a scooter...but these people...have done something good for me...now i walk a minimum of 2 kms everyday...i save 75% of the auto cash given by amma by boarding a bus...only in very sticky unavoidable situations..i call upon the rickshaw almighty!!!...

lemme wrap up this post by narrating a very funny experience i had just a couple of days back..6 of us got into an auto from college and went to KIMS...to visit a classmates father...the meter displayed "21rs"..the rickshawala demanded "45"...one of us...said.."by law...only meter cash should be charged"...and that very funny guy replied.."by law..only 3 should be allowed in an auto..u were 6..so i charge double..."...i rest my case!!!!

why mr.khan why????

disclaimer:what i have posted below are entirely my personal opinions and whatever anybody says will not bring any change to it...if i have hurt the sentiments of any...i didnt mean to do it...feel free to post your opinions tooo....the post below is the musings of a frustrated 20 year old who hates to see her fave stars bickering like hens...an honest post right from the heart...but can also be viewed as absolutely childish,rubbish and biased....no worries!!!!


why do you have to make me hate you...mr.amir khan??..i always considered you a nice guy..someone who was more into making good movies...who gave us plenty to stuff t think about...who was also an epitome of a good image...why do you have to spoil it for yourself..dude!!!!

why the great bickering???...whats the problem with srk??..if you dont think hes king khan..its not going to make any difference...its not you..who made him the king..its his billion fanatics...true..you are riding high on the success of ghajini...but it was an exact replica of the tamil original...you strut around as though the whole thing was a byproduct of the reactions in your grey matter...i personally think you are one of the best actors hindi film industry has ever produced..i love all your movies....i sat thru 3 hrs of ghajini in a theatre packed wid cockroaches jus to see u...but ghajini...no way!!!...you lacked the sensitivity of surya...you were busy enjoying yourself as a superstar in this movie...that you might have forgotten the basics...

srk might be getting old...so are you...you cannot pass off as a 35 year old...and why the hell are you sucking up to mr.big B???...when you started going public...do you have to stoop that low??..we want our old amir khan back...we want less of you in public...more of you in movies...admit your mistakes...leave the king and baadshah pedestals to srk...you cant promote your movies like he does...you cant do an om shanti om and kkhh and ddlj....and he cant do a dil chahtha hai and etc etc...if you had 8 packs...he got 6 of them before you...he started the trend...you just improvised it...if rab ne bana de jodi didnt do better than singh is king..who cares??....did you forget to check if the so called box collections of singh is king was hyped or not???...i have seen both...and rab ne is a real feel good movie...loved you...mr.suri....just by signing up to the rival brands of srk doesnt prove tat they are the best...lemme tell u...samsung sucks!!!!

you are proving srk right...that you are using the biggest brand itself for promoting your films...namely brand srk!!!...grow up mr.khan....its high time you did...we expect better from you....

swat!!...bang!!!

bang bang bang bang......!!!!...bang bang...............!!!!!

similar noises can be heard everyday from dusk onwards from my home...nopes..it aint diwali...we aint invaded by some terrorists or for that matter aliens...but heck...attacked by an equally powerful swarm of mosquitoes...even when the sun is being merciless...drenching us every couple of minutes with our own sweat(if u think you are feeling the heat..then think of the added agony of wearing a coat all through the day)...dehydrating our water reserves...making the water melon vendors a happy lot...i hoped i would get some kind of a relief when the sun has gone down..but heck...itss as hot as morning...and well...thats where the heroes of the night come...

with music that would even challenge the likes of mozart...unceremoniously sticking their blasted horns into god knows where....my palms were sore from all that swatting...thats when my mommy genius suddenly had a great idea to buy something..yep..the killer bat!!!....

typical scenario in the evening..amma and i fighting over who gets to kill the mosquitoes...me winning the duel always...the bangs are music to our ears...running around my home...my obstetrics text in one hand and the bat in the other....mosquitoes flew helter-skelter......they knew then that the killer human has evolved!!!!

yeaaa.....we won!!...but not for loong.....

they changed their tactics...they started flying low...they knew that the exercise deprived community would never stoop soo low just to kill them...but then....i changed my tactics too....

but they are never ending....u kill them...they doubles...they are breeding like hell...i wish some mosquito genius would invent some kind of contraceptives for them....i am tired of running around the house killing them...and these mosquitoes attack me with a new found zest whenever my 'killer-bat's battery is down and its kept for charging......

there is just no end to these mosquitoes...the mosquito coils are all useless!!....i have realized that the smoke coming from these coils provide an optimum condition for their breeding...i always find the maximum mosquitoes on top of these coils....

go away mosquitoes....shooo!!....i dont want any yellow fever or dengur or malaria...i dont want you blood sucking vampires to attack me....scat!!!....i dont want those red rahes on my skin.....i dont want you disturbing my sleep....why cant you just become extinct??...then maybe..we would love you....

and i post this....sitting in a room with 2 mosquito coils and 2 fans on and armed with a bat..guess..whats happening around me...and to me........



the saga contiues........

love is in the air...

another valentines day has passed by...definitely a memorable one this time around...but again apart from all those gift exchanging..lovey-dovey talks...and a trip down the nostalgia through those beautiful memories of days spend...i really dont think that we should need a day to celebrate love or the one we love...but i m glad that there is atleast an official day where people take a moment to think of their dear ones...

for me being together is in itself a celebration..love should not be minimised to a single day...celebrate it queen size each moment you are together...the smiles...the cuddles..the snuggles...the fights...the misunderstandings...the make ups...the hugs and the kisses...celebrate it because being in love is something special...even with all the pain that come along with it...

so people...even if you are soo busy changing the world today..stop for a moment...theres still time...you are not late...think about the one who made you smile...who makes your life complete...about the one you miss the most...about the one you are thinking of right now...if you havent then go ahead and make it special...in your own special way...

and to those who are not lucky enough to have one...cupids arrows will not be blunt forever....
and to those who think they are better off without one...i cant explain what you are missing...

and here's my valentine gift..not just to one...but to all of you...who celebrate love..and the very essence of it...my big valentine's day bear hug!!!

me loves them...!!!!!

any kiddie in school can love like a fool..but hating my boy is an art!!!...i didnt say this..but this quote has stuck with me right from the time some 4-5 years back when i first read it in readers digest...i always thought i was quite an exception to it...it was always easy for me to hate..easy enough to find faults...easy to be envious..jealous and finally hate to kill!!!...gee..i might come across as homicidal..but in some ways i am speaking the truth...so when i decided to kill time by writing in my blog..i decided against posting about stuff i hate..because its a never ending list...but about what and whom i love....hmmm..tough job!!!here goes....

me loves my dad!!...popsy baby is the ultimate daddy cool..he didnt tell me how to live..he lived and let me watch him doing it..and i learned thus...handsome enough to be haughty...self made..truly a gem of a person who always made me feel worthy...one of the few people to whom i feel like giving a hug and and saying that i love you...its true that any man can be a father...but it takes something special to be a dad..and i am glad that i have one...

me loves my mom!!...i fight with her..i threaten her..she beats me up...she says the most "what not to be said" to me...she reprimands me...i hate her intuition which most of the times turn right...i hate her for nagging me...for always thinking about the worst..for being a damsel in distress and dramatising things...but i love it when she allows me to love...to explore and to learn..i love it that i have someone who cares for me...i love it that i have someone whom i can vent my feelings to..who knows me 97% inside out...i love it that i have someone who helps me grow,prosper and reach heights...i love it that i have my mom....

me...ahhmm...loves my sis!!!...ours have always been a love hate relationship..she is the only one who had the snootiness in her to provoke my homicidal nature...shes bitchy when provoked...she follows the principle..the grass is always greener on the other side...shes never politically correct...i hate her hippocrisy...i hate her for being goodlooking...i hate her for being the better one always...indeed she is the lucky one for having me as a sis..but sometimes...i do feel...that she is the best friend that i never had...

me loves him!!!...nopes..not anyone can get into that "him" since its a pronoun...i meant specifically...love him for making me feel alive..for shattering the realities and making me fly...for making every wrong i did right by just being with me...for forgiving...for teaching me to smile and enjoy...for being that momentary madness that just grew in me...for giving me memories to treasure all through...no man is perfect until you love him..and i love him for being my perfect guy!!!

me loves achubittu...they are my dogs..for being the reincarnation of lord voldemort(achu the pomerarian)..and that of swami vivekananda(bittu the gsd)...for making our small family complete...for stealing chocolates out of my pocket...for licking away my tears when i am crying...for the matrix show you provide every night...for understanding everything said in hindi,english and malayalam except the word patti...for playing peek-a-boo with the crows...for being what you are..me loves you both and cant imagine our family without you...

me loves sachin tendulkar...you must be thinking what he is doing among all these personal stuff...but hes the brother i never had...the only passion of my life which turned into an obsession..i learned the lessons of hard work..selflessness...willpower..and what not from him....i pray for him...cry for him..laugh with him...my heart lights up when i see him in the field...i feel the pain when he gets injured...he is my idol..my ideal...i love him for being sachin tendulkar!!

me loves harry potter and jk rowling for giving me harry potter..for opening the windows of a world which i secretly relish to be in..for being the perfectly imperfect hero...me loves you....

me loves mickey...and misses him a loot..even though its almost 5 years since you died...he was the first dog of my life..our black lab...he used to carry me on his back and he is the only one whom i believe who loved me just as much as i loved him....

me loves my new mobile...nokia n95 8gb..yess!!!...a dream come true...the most beautiful and enviable possession of my life....

me loves food....the very essence of it...my love for food greatly contributed to my mom's currently wow culinary skills...which greatly explains my need to work out and be in a diet always....

and last of all...me loves the supreme power....be it in a stone..a flower...a smile...a baby...or even the human body(my anatomy classes helped me appreciate how great a creation we really are)...it made me realise the beauty and wonder of the most greatest gift of god...my life....

yeaa...me loves my life!!!!!!!

my first caesarean!!!

i didnt do it...but witnessing it was just as thrilling....i think we made a good audience..the eeeeww's when the amniotic bag was torn and the "water" was spurting out like a fountain...the ooohhss when we first saw the glimpse of the babys head inside....the aayyyoooo's when the baby was pulled out by a forceps....the aaahhhsss when the baby was fully out....and the soundless exclamations at the site of umbilical cord and tha placenta....the glees when we were assigned to find out if the baby was a gal or a boy...and finally the happiness for the mummy for getting a healthy baby inspite of the first two abortions and the present complications......

here is to baby priya...!!!!