Sick…

I had such a great time last night and I woke up this morning sick. Sheesh.. What is that??! Laugh too much and you’ll be in pain later?!
Anyway, Mom was supposed to get here tomorrow. But she isnt coming. I’m not really sure why though..
But its a problem because-
1. I suck at housekeeping. My house looks terrible. There’s clothes everywhere. A suitcase in the middle of my room. Books all over the place. And a brother who only eats and sleeps.
2. I’m running out of cash. Mainly because of my excessive cell phone usage and ordering food in. Mom yelled at me for that.
3. I’m sick!!! I want her home.I want her to take care of me… but I didnt tell her that. Oh and Mom yelled at me for getting sick too.. Like I asked for it!

Anyway, the movie last night was awesome. You have to watch it- ‘The Loins of punjab presents’. Its about this ‘Desi idol’ contest held in New Jersey.Just brilliant! 
One things for sure.. Indians are crazy no matter where they go.

Oscar made some really interesting statements last night.. which I think will take me some more time before I put it up here. I need Pazzy’s help.

I think I’l complain about my life to Princess Oscar. For those of you who dont know thats his new name. Osci the Princess of Weirdom!

La La LA la LALALLLAAAAAAAaaaaaaa
I have no idea whats wrong with me.

just because I was bored

My weekend was so packed. I feel like a weekend should have at least three days instead of two. One day to recover.

Since the exams are finally over.. I can finally go out with Oscar, Eben and Paras/sexy stranger *lol*. The next two days are movie nights. I will sacrifice rest and set aside the responsibility of managing a house and watch movies! I think we’re planning on watching ‘Saving Private Ryan’ and maybe ‘Ocean’s Twelve’. *sigh* Daniel Ocean… Im seriously considering changing my name to Elizabeth Ocean. Sounds .. *sigh*

I really have to find some good girl friends to call up in the middle of the night. I dont think I can keep calling Oscar. Last night, I was so excited about something and all I got from his end was ‘uh-huh’ Sheesh.. Cant you like at least pretend to be interested?!!! So then, he asked me to start over and he responded with a ‘hee hee..ooh, aah, nice and some  more fake girl-ish laughter’ Any one else free around 12 am.. in case I have IMPORTANT news that cannot wait til morning! *Sheila, Come home.. Why do you wanna drive a plane??? I’ll let you drive my car*

I might finally get to meet an old childhood ‘enemy’ from Saudi.. I grew up hating this guy *he tried to drown me in a pool..He has no memory of this btw* but now he’s one of my closest online buddies. It would be great if he could come to M’bai coz’ it doesnt look like I’ll be stepping out of the city for a while. He did mention something about buying him flight tickets to M’bai from B’lore. I suddenly had this loss in my hearing abilities. I cannot explain it.

Ok, Important question.. just testing your General knowledge. Do not look up the answer.

Where is Manipal?
One hint- somewhere in India.
Leave a comment or if you’re not sure of the answer and do not want to be embarrassed just drop me an email..

Thats my Monday morning rant.. I’ll send you off to do something more productive with your life.

The Office

Less than a week left for mom to get back. I’ve realized that I’m quite hopeless when it comes to managing a house all by myself. I’ve got loads of clothes that have to washed by hand, dishes I left in the sink that I hope will be washed by the time I get home tonight. *Please God, visit Justin in a dream*

The only thing I can cook is… um… well… I can boil water really well and I can make ice!! My rotis are so hard that I can’t bite them, if I fry something I usually wait till its way past that golden brown colour and somewhere close to brownish black. And after all that Justin walks in home and says… ‘Oh, I’m not hungry. You eat it. I’ll just finish off that huge bottle of Pepsi’ Sheesh! It’s not toxic. It’s well cooked! There’s a difference! It’s usually takeout or stuff my aunt makes for us… I never realized how important family was! J
So, I’d appreciate if Mom came home soon. Dad can cook better than I can. So he’ll be fine.

I haven’t really written about the ‘wackos’ in my office and my manager was complaining about that.. So, I should write about them… just to give you an idea about what I go through here. Hehehh

First off, My Sales Manager, Juby… The first day of my training I found out that she and I are sort of related. My cousin married her childhood friend. Ok, Not exactly related… But it just opened things between us. I think she is THE best Manager I could’ve asked for. We have so much fun together. And I’ve learnt so much from her. *No, she does not have a gun pointed to my head right now* And I’m sure she has a lot of fun when I’m here. I know she missed me when I was in Saudi that week.

Next is the other manager, M. Ananth Cephas… What can I say about this strange man that could make him seem a little normal. *thinks hard* Oh well, At least I tried…
This guy makes me laugh constantly with all his really sad jokes and those strange expressions. I’m always teasing him about something or the other. For everything I say, he says ‘Nonsense of the stupid of the Idiot’. Don’t ask me… I have no idea… oh and Sheila, he is from Tamil Nadu. He calls me ‘gundumani’… I think it means Short and stout… Hmpf! I should be calling him that.. to which he responds  ‘you Criminal [?] At least I’ve maintained my “body” the same way for the last few years… Nonsense of the stupid of the idiot’ Now, What do you say to someone like that?? His latest pastime is to link me up with weird men who are going bald *ugh* and who really need to lose some weight! Aiyooooo…

Sandeep… I can’t really define him. Initially I thought he didn’t like me. I soon dismissed that thought… Coz’ who wouldn’t like me?? I’m the nicest girl I know!
lol.. Anyway, He’s this really serious guy most of the time. Like a let’s work and not do anything that will make us look unprofessional kind of guy… and most of the time we let him get away with that but then it’s me… I have to act stupid at least once a day… I think he’s given up on me now… I’m the reason that Juby forces Sandeep and Ananth to have lunch from McD’s or some other equally expensive place. *Aren’t you glad you have me around Ju??*

There are a lot more namoonas… but these are the three I irritate the most and the three I have fun with the most. I never thought that work friends could be so nice! I love you guys!  

Signing off for the weekend,
-Gundumani

R.e.l.e.a.s.e

Ever wonder why you go back to the past… When you should simply leave it alone.

Do we enjoy the stabs of pain? Or the never ending cycle of anger and blame?

I thought I could make things right. Or maybe I was hoping to win an old friend back

But now at the end of it… I feel alone and stupid.

This last year has been the hardest of all. I feel like for every good thing in my life there are two bad things waiting to spring up on me. Friends who I thought would be around forever just turned around and walked away. No goodbyes. No explanations.

People everywhere have changed so much. I dont know who to talk to anymore. Feels like someone you trust with your life one day will just turn around and stab you in the back the very next.

I’m tired of the games we play. I’m tired of pretending. I’m tired of all the rules we force ourselves to live by.

I’m tired of it all. I want to go back to life when it was simple. When the rules made sense. Love God with all your heart and love your neighbour as yourself. 2 simple rules. puts everything in place.

Forgiveness. Sometimes it seems to be the toughest thing in the world. But the release that comes from letting go of anger accumulated over the years.

I choose to forgive. I cant be bitter about this for the rest of our lives.
 

Good ol’ times

Its past midnight. And i know I’m supposed to be up early for work..
But since this week is all about memories.. I saw this post that took me back to when Sheila met the gang online for the first time..This very post.

Crazy times. So much has changed since then.

Rants away!

I see WordPress has a new theme put up. I am so tempted…

Whats been happening with me? Hmm.. Sometimes I wonder if I write only for Sheila.. since the rest complain that they listen to every single incident in my life atleast twice.. *Bonks Oscar on head*

For those who dont know.. Sunday afternoon I went out with Shannon (my worship leader) and his wife Farah. It was my birthday lunch *a little late*. The food was great.. The company even better. I’ve never really been out with just Shannon and Farah.. We talked about a lot. God, Church, Food, Married life, movies. I have to watch ‘Saving Pravate Ryan’ now!!!! But after all that I get home to find that something at lunch didnt really agree with me. I got sick and stayed home from work. I didnt eat anything from sunday afternoon to Mon afternoon! 24 hours!!!! So naturally I thought that I was fine.. and I ate. not much.. Just a burger, fries and a cheesecake. not much. Atleast i thought so.. and then *since my teeth were hurting after my visit to the ortho*.. I had icecream and steamed Chicken momos for dinner! How was I supposed to know that my tum tum couldnt handle it! Yes, I know I have strange eating habits…

I did go to work today. I don’t know.. I missed them too much. Sometimes its like being the part of a soap or a sitcom. People can be such drama queens.

Speaking of Drama Queens, Noah (2 yr old nephew) really brings the house down with his performance. Everytime he comes over or we go to his place, we spend like the most of one hour keeping up with him. He’s jumping, pointing out to cars or dogs or calling out to the watchman from his 3rd floor window. He’s named him ‘Watchman Mandey’ *his name’s actually Pandey* Or he’ll jump on to the bed, ask us to turn on the AC and then snuggle up into the “bedshit”. Occasionally he’ll turn towards the wall and say ‘I’m not talking to you’.. for no reason!  And when he has to leave he starts crying like we’re being forcefully taken away from him. “please me go Justin house.. please me go jusssstin house… pleeeease” Justin obviously cant walk out or let him go when he hears that pitiful wail.. But what’s he to do? lol

I’m still thinking about that new theme.

*Control yourself Christine*

Somewhere between 11 and 31

I stayed up and watched Ocean’s Eleven for the 3rd time last night! That is one brilliant movie!!! Anyone else in love with Daniel Ocean?? Wouldnt it be cool to have a last name like Ocean.. That one’s going on my list. My list of things to do before I turn 31.

Why 31? Because I like it better than 30.

The first thing on my list is to go bungee jumping. I really wish I had company. Anyone but Oscar though..He might think its cool to jump without all the safety gear. He’s a scary little person.
Thanks to his accident, He has now come to realise that hitting a 90 on his bike might not be such a good idea. *rolls eyes*

Getting back to a better last name..
Christine Ocean sounds kinda weird though. Maybe I should change my first name too.. Any ideas?

Losing weight is also there .. somewhere.. on the list.

I’m in the mood for another vacation. Oh yeah thats on my list too. A trip around the world!
Dont you just love how my titles have absolutely no connection to my posts?!!

Dedicated to Osci

21. Isnt it supposed to feel different somehow? Lol.. 
At least I got this far..

All I did on my b’day was answer calls. I had no idea I had so many friends.. I never thought they’d remember. Orkut and Facebook zindabad. hehehh.

I did get a treat in the office.. Mmm. That cake was so yummy. *sigh* I had to fight for it though.

Ooh and I got pretty Dandia sticks with my meal at McDonalds yesterday. And then other people at the office decided they had to have one too. I feel like a leader!
Dandia sticks would have been useful to keep people away from the cake. If only I had gone to McD’s a day earlier.

I dont think I realized how important a mother actually is. It is so difficult for me to wake up in the mornings and prepare breakfast for Justin n me. I did manage to drag myself out of bed for 2 mornings and make something that looked a little edible. *I’m sticking to cold milk and cereal from now on* The kid needs some energy for his exam.. and then I go back to sleep and I dont wake up early enough to make breakfast for me. No coffee either. *My coffee is terrible anyway*.. I get to work sleepy, hungry and tired. Not really ready to face students each with their unique set of problems. I’m glad my co-workers are nice.. I dont have any trouble there. well, except for some people that I have to fight.. for cake.

I’ll end here I think…
There, Oscar. I put up a new post. Happy now?

Coming home

My last day here… I have such mixed emotions right now… I’m going to miss Dad so much. I just hope he’ll be coming home in December. Being here helped me realize why he had sounded so depressed over the last few months. People who he thought were his friends suddenly turned their back on him. No one calls to check on him… not even me. I’ve seen how people treat him. I didn’t expect people to be so cold and unforgiving. That’s the world…

Last night, Dad actually drove us to the nearest KFC outlet which was 45 mins away… simply because the one close to home had closed down for renovation. We drove all the way there and then drove all the way back for another 40 mins to eat in the comfort of our own home. Yes, yes, I know we’re a little strange. We were already upset about a lot of things and so we prayed and worshipped almost the whole way there and when we were on our way back this huge trailer just missed us by a couple of seconds.. Dad didn’t tell us anything then. When we found out this morning, it was almost like God was showing us how he would always protect us. I know Dad will be safe in the shelter of the Almighty.

The chicken didn’t taste all that great after all. But I didn’t have the heart to tell Dad.
At least that way I won’t bother him next time. *I hope*

It will be me and Justin on our own for a while. Mom will probably come back by the end of the month. This time I have to prove that I’m a responsible adult. This means cooking, cleaning, NO takeout, no extra junk food which makes sense since I would have to pay for all of it myself. The weight upon my young shoulders…. *sigh* 

But freeeeeeeedom!!! Oh wait… I have a job *sigh*

Coming home,
Enit

From KSA-6

My flight is sometime tomorrow afternoon..and inspite of all the complaining and vows never to return.. i know I will be back. Each time being here teaches me something. Something to think about, laugh, cry. Memories. What are we without them?
Last night, we had the dinner.. about 14 people including us. It wasnt perfect but that was mainly because one guy showed up drunk and then he was acting strange. Once he left it was much much better. I had fun with my nephews and nieces. I love being an aunt! They’re are such adorable children.

Oh how I miss Noah. I think I’m happiest when I’m around children. watching them laugh.. getting them to play with you.

I saw something on TV about this lady who had 8 kids, her youngest had Down’s Syndrome.. *Now if you have mallu parents then isnt a big thing.. Quite normal for our parents to have about 5 sisters and 4 brothers*
but I really wouldnt mind having so many. I know its easy for me to say that all the way on this side. never taken care of a kid. I dont even like taking them to the bathroom.. but I love kids.

Anyway, got to do some last minute shopping.

Still from the KSA,
Enit