Cadbury Eclairs

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sis 1: 7 yrs
sis 2: 12 yrs
me: well, you know

Yesterday....

sis 1 : hey you know the eclair add where everyone's head bursts??

me: yeah

sis 1 : sis 2 has that chocolate, and she is going to eat it :D :D
she gives a wild laugh

sis 2 enters the room, holding two cadbury eclairs.

sis 1 : ooh she has two of them. yay!! you eat the other one
she says to me (little brat !!)

me: we'll share it, half of your head will burst, and half of mine :P

sis 1 : hmmm ... ok (with a slight disappointment)

Then, we all ate our portion of eclairs. As you would expect nothing happened, none of our heads exploded with chocolate. We were all good except for sis 1.

sis 1 : nothing happened ! :(

Thinking

"As long as you are going to be thinking anyway, think big." Donald Trump

Has it ever dawned to any one that we usually keep thinking the same thoughts again and again. Every day every hour we mostly seem to have the same thoughts as the previous days, why not think of something new, something extraordinary, something worthwhile. Even what we do each day is more or less the alike. You may call it routine, but it's more like living one day over and over again.

Every morning I wake up the first thing I consume is Tea (well, its actually water). I actually look forward for my mothers tea, because it tastes different each day. One day it is too sweet, the other day she adds less ginger (we have our tea with milk ginger and cardamom), its either too thick or very watery or maybe I might have a chance of drinking Coffee instead. This is one routine that is basically different each day, makes the tea drinking event less boring and more interesting.

Why not try something new each day, why not make each day different from the other?
In a week, would like to live 7 days or one day 7 times?

All these days I've been wondering why my days are filled with boredom and why I seem to be less enthusiastic than before. I just realized that how similar each of my days are. Have to do something about it!

"Enjoy life. There's plenty of time to be dead." Anon

One Year

This is my 91st post! I was aiming for ‘1’ with two ‘0’, but I managed a ‘9’ with just one ‘1’.

I tried to make it to a hundred posts by nov 20, but alas, I failed. Even my friend Nushrath, who started to blog 2 month or so after me managed to hit a century. Well, she actually had some help with hitting 100, she got some help from other bloggers. She bugged people to write some guest posts for her, including me. I was quite unsure of what to write and how to start, but then I somehow managed to scribble up a post for her. You can view it here: How I Knew Her


You may be wondering why Nov 20 is important. Well, it was the day I published my first post on this URL. I never intended to blog, the post was just a random article I wrote for the college magazine and I wanted a safe place to keep it. My laptop had a slight brain damage (Hard disk damage) and was not capable of storing valuable piece of writing, therefore came Meaningless Scribble. Actually the initial name was just ‘Scribble’ same as my first post.


Later during the week, I though why not experiment with my writing. And as most thoughts do, this one also resulted in action and came my next post ‘Aphasia’. The post name was inspired by a friend who is studying medicine. Basically my blogging started on 24th nov, although my blog was born on 20th.

So when do I celebrate? 20th or 24th?

Lyrics Unforgotten

This post is not completely in english, my apologies to those who may not understand :P

Uravugal thodarkadhai,
unarvugal sirukadhai,
Oru kadhai endrum mudiyalaam,
Mudivilum ondru thodaralaam…

I heard this song playing on tv yesterday, it took all my attention, has a very deep meaning this song. I then switch my attention to facebook where a friend with the same name as mine had posted these same verses on her ‘notes’. It was quite a coincidence :)
I first heard this song on the title screen of the movie ‘vaaranam aayiram’, one of my personal favorites; it was pretty nice even though these are the only words sung there. That time I wondered if it was an original song prepared for the movie, but I later came to know that is was very old.

From yesterday itself this song has kept repeating in my head, until now. Now there is a new tune running, from a movie I am guessing that released a decade ago. A very nice song from a very funny movie..

Minnale nee vandathenadi,
En kannile oru kaayam yenadi
Yen vaanile nee maraindu pona maayam yenadi.... (my lyrics may not be correct)

Old songs do have a charm of their own. A.R. Rahmans tunes are always nice to listen to, here are some lyrics, that I had always liked, from the movie 'kadhal desam' :

nanban oruvan vandha piragu vinnaith thodalaam undhan siragu
vaanukkum ellai undu natpukkillaiyae
inbam varalaam thunbam varalaam nanban
oruvan pangu peralaam
kalloori natpukkillai mutruppulliyae (mustafa mustafa...)


:)

Rain Rain go away..

It has been raining for about four hours now. Its a very pretty sight, all the plants drenched and dripping, the cool breeze, the smell of wet earth...
All so wonderful :)

Why I want it to go? It is because I want to go out. last week was full of rain in Chennai, puddles in potholes, mosquitoes seeking shelter at your home and feeding on you, laundry being piled up and towels being ever wet, its all pretty frustrating. It has been a long time since I've experienced continuous rain, although all the rain hasn't drooped my liking for it .

As by habit, I never keep the window shut, unless the outside breeze is warmer than inside atmosphere (I get shouted for letting the mosquitoes in, but i seldom bother :P). Last two days the sun had shown and shined with all its might, but today it has been damp and dull.

As I write this the rain slowly disappears, I see the light intensity increasing. yay! :D

Sweetly Corrupt

I had always known Refined sugar was not so good for health, but how bad is it in real?
too much sugar brings diabetes, it harms the white blood cells, makes you put on weight and candies cause your teeth to rot. That's not so much is it? I agree, exactly what I had thought, limited amounts may be fine.

Yesterday, as I hear an ayurvedic doctor speak on TV, I got some new info on our beloved refined sugar. they were:

a. sugar helps you to feel weak and tired

b. cancer cells' favorite food is sugar (well, cancers' got a sweet tooth :P)

c. It helps you age faster. (wowie, we will wrinkle soon)

d. It weakens eyesight (I shall revenge all who may even think of playing with my eyesight!)

e. Helps you forget soon (we are going to have a lot of Ghajini like people :P)

f. It slows your usage of brain and makes you unable to think. (And I was wondering why I see more dumb people)

g. last but not the least, it helps you to absorb less nutrients.

And which country uses most sugar? It is the our Incredible India!
Now I wonder who is the bright spark who thought of refining sugar. See what happens when you mess with nature!!

Another Interesting fact : A sweet substance that helps cure diabetes is called molasses. And what is Molasses? It is nothing but the residue of Jaggery (unrefined sugar cane sap) when refining it to produce..... 'refined sugar'

nice concept : take the bad and leave the good

What does it matter?

It seems to be so nice to blog after sooooo many days. *sigh*

This post contains a glimpse of my anger, please avoid if you have a feint heart :P

Privacy, peace, space, silence it all matters so much and is evident that a person should be given this right. I always had and will have respect for each and everyone who value others privacy and personal space. I detest people who read others text messages, evesdropers, who enter a closed room without knocking, and the ones who pop their head in while reading a book or newspaper (or even the computer screen while writing a mail or chatting). Even gossiping can be taken as a n invasion of private space, a person may not tell you "please don't repeat this to others" it is sometimes your duty to now better. I have some people in my family who ask me to repeat everything whenever I talk to a cousin or a friend.

A few days back my cousin/friend (labelled: x )had come along with her parents. While the senior citizens gossiped their brains out in another room, my cousin, who is a year elder to me, and I sat chatting in my room. We had a nice chat for about an hour and half and didnt even bother to go see what our 'amma's' were up to. Later we all said good bye and she left. It was what hapened next that infuriated me the most!

My aunt (not the visitor) has been staying at our place along with her two daughters, who are a decade elder to me. One of those cousins (the elder one) is a sensible being, while my aunt and the other cousin are not so sensible. As soon as the visitors left I went to their room. We were all munching the leftover snacks, that we served the guests, and everyone except me reviewing their previous couple of hours. It was then that my aunt asked what my cousin and I were talking about, I said "nuthing much". I dont have the habbit of reporting my conversation to others, unless it is a news, a strage behavior (of a guy maybe :P), a funny incident or an event.

You may think that what my aunt asked was just a casual question, that is how I took it as well. But, she persisted on the question and asked me what conversation we had had. I didnt reply, I was a little annoyed, I get irritated even if my mom asks me such a question, though she seldom asks such things (although I am obliged to answe her propery and truthfully, even though I don't answer completely :P),. A minute or so later, I got out of the room and eventually forgot about all this. Except for the fact that my cousin 'x' was a fan of sidney sheldon :O

Later that night after dinner as I was watching a funny proramme on TV, the younger of the two cousins staying at my place comes and asks "you and 'x' were talking for such a long time, what were you two blabbing about?"
I ask : "why?? "
She: "you were talkin for a long time, what were you two discussing? "
I : "Why?"
This time her mother comes along and asks me the same question " what is it that both of you were talking about?"

I was infuriated! I don't get why these people cant mind thir own business!! aargh! And how dare they anger me like this while I was happily giggling and watching TV ??!?!
I didn't reply to their query, my annoyance could be seen on my face. I just turned and watched what was on the TV. Lucky them I didn't balktalk/retort !

A few minutes later I got up and complained about this to my Mom, my dad told me to let it be, but I was too angry to do so. I don't compliain about others to my parents much but this time I wanted to put a stop, a full stop :P.
What does it matter to them of what I speak? They are not the type of people who can keep without gossiping. This same aunt, a few years ago starte speading rumours that I told her I would only come/visit India again if I would be getting married. :O This was due to my statement that said "i will visit next year if my cousin is getting married"

There is a limit to what all I can tolerate!!