Insights in Chaos #3

Slavery is often thought of as humility. Ironically, the vice versa is also true.

Petty Talk :-/

When two women get on to talking what they mostly talk is ' I have a 27 yr old son is your daughter married?

Miss. Hannah Jerusha Lloyd

I do not like kids.
My mum says that "you are very different from the girls of your age".
"You don't seem to like kids. You don't play with them. You don't like to take them in your hand.
Instead you like pets".
Anyway.
A few days ago I met this Hyperactive child. Who I totally fell for.
She's the daughter of one of the teachers who works at the school where I work.
She was in a meeting with the Principal and all of a sudden this little wonder girl came to me ans asked where's my mummy?
I said Mummy will come now. She's in a meeting wait here. She started crying mummy mummy mummy mummy in a rhythm :P
And then someone asked me who she was? I replied she's Daliya mam's daughter and all of a sudden what i hear is this little devil has started shouting "Daliya Daliya Daliya" Daliyaaaaaaaaaa where are you?? "

And everyone standing there started laughing.

She's the only child I've met who calls her mom by her name :P
I've become a big fan of hers lol.
GREAT  FAN :P
Very naughty. would try and tear pull throw everything she sees.
But still very lovable.
Managed to take this pic of her's inspite of her extreme camera consciousness and not wanting me to take the pic. :P
After all I'm the bigger devil ;)

:P :P

Insights in chaos #2

When I started accepting my weaknesses, somewhere down the line I forgot to understand my strengths.

A year Since Rajasthan... 14.6.11

So soon.
So bloody very soon.

Nostalgia has struck me.
A year back this day one of my neighbours in Rajasthan was applying Mehendi on mom and my hands..
The very next day I had to board the train to Kerala(Kannur).
They told me it was like they sent away their wedded daughters to their in-laws' place and so the mehendi....

Now of course it's all washed away.....
The promises made that we'd surely miss you every day. Think of you every day. At least sms.

In the very beginning I was busy struggling to get settled in this place my "HOMETOWN".
And now my job leaves me with very little time to even sms my dearest of the friends.
It's instead they who've still not stopped contacting me calling smsing me.
For me this relocating is still going on.
May be I do not miss Rajasthan as before but then what so ever happens I cannot be as used to Malayalam and the Malayali ways as I was with Rajasthan.
It's been since childhood that I've been there.

I still miss Kadhi Chawal. I do. I very much do. Not that I love Kerala food less but then that's not what I've been used to.

But then Kadhi chawal can be made at home. Though not as tasty as our landlord's wife used to.
That's just a small thing.

Walking longer distances. Climbing hilly roads. Speaking Malayalam for almost 75% of the day.

Every good thing has an end to it.

Attachments aren't bad. But you are forced to move on. Coming to think of it I can always go back to Rajasthan.

I possess a very confused state of mind right now...just like a year back.
I won't type more. My mehendi will go off.
Ending it here.....
Love...

Insights in Solitude #4

It's not forever that you miss someone. You do learn to move on. Life teaches you to accept every bitter thing happily with time.