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WHAT DO YOU DO????????

Am bored, outta my mind, angry, sad, depressed and then what happens????? I walk into a crafts & stationery shop and pick up something UNUSUAL!!! atleast for meeeeeee....I picked up some oil pastels!!!!I have NEVER worked with them and I have never shown any interest either......EVER!!!! I was on the verge of looking for DRUGS!!!!...lol am joking...hmmmm maybe not!!!!! you outta ur mind?????? ofcourse am joking! I love to joke around....by my style of writing itself you would have understood that I am not in my realm right?????? Anyway to cut the long story short, I made a small (BIG FOR ME) pastel abstract painting for myself.....and I feel pretty good! Love the colors, the strokes, the freedom and most of all that time slot gives me a vaccum.....a vaccum from real life!!....ok...so am attaching the "DE LIFE ON DA ROCKS" which is going to be a masterpiece someday. Be my follower now and you will get 50% off if and ever it goes out on auction :D

So waddya think????? Aint I good??????? LOL

Social Networking can "GIVE" you family......

Prologue:-

We are two sisters and I don't have a brother. I have always pined for an elder brother, there is no rhyme or reason to it. But God answered my prayers in the form of a brother who is 6ft3 tall and I met him through Yahoo chat!!!! Yup, you heard me right. I met him when I was just 15 yrs old, let me not get into the details (lest he might sue me LOL).He was the one there to support me 'coz I was going through a rough patch and I have to say he is rude, brash, crude, insensitive......more than that, he is my BROTHER. Who said blood is thicker than water????? Whoever said that never took into account relationships like friends or even "acquired" family members; though I hate the term!!!!

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My eyes are misty. Tears well up in my eyes and for the first time in my life I was speechless. My heart was brimming with joy, with love. Yes.....at last I found him,the person whom I have been searching in all this 17 years. My Brother!


Mine is a very close knit family. Just four people are there in my home including myself. My older sister is the one person I love the most after my parents. I am surely a blessed child. The gods have given me everything. A loving family,good friends, nice school all the things which a small heart can ever wish for....except....the love of a Brother.......

From a very small age i have seen my friends and my cousins playing with their elder brothers.Me , being a 5 year old at that time would look up to the sky (as my Amma told that the god's home is there) and fold my hands and close my eyes to say a silent prayer inside my heart. A prayer which i am so very familiar with. I always ask for a brother, tall,big and strong like the He-Man in the cartoons I used to see at my younger ages.

I would always go to the doorstep and look out. My eyes will search each and every passerby hoping that Ganapathi Bappa will soon send me a brother. How naive I was! My Vallayammachi (grandma) used to narrate stories from the puranas. From Mahabharatha I came to know that the kauravas had only one sister. How nice it would have been for Dusshala to bask in the love of so many brothers who love her so much! I often ask my Vallyamachi as to whether I will be getting my own elder brother or not? She will give me a smile and tell me to wish real hard, so that the gods might listen to my pleading and actually give me one. I, believing it, would pray hard each and every single day…..

Days went by, I grew up.I became intelligent enough to understand that I was so very stupid to pray to Gods and I can’t have any brother. But then also, I never let go of the hope. I nurtured the beautiful moment of seeing my brother for the first time in my mind. The little girl inside me would keep on telling me to have the faith in Ganapathi Bappa and he will surely one day give me a brother out of nowhere! But the rational part of me would tell me to grow up and let go of childish fantasies.

Imaginary friends are always part of a girl's life. So I created an imaginary brother and named him ARJUN. The mighty one among the Pandavas. I have always been fascinated by the character ARJUN. The perfect one with the Ganthiva, who had lord krishna for his best friend. Nobody could defeat him! My brother, the one I had created was also like that. When loneliness cave in on me I would talk with my ARJUN and every single depression would vanish.

Little did I know that the Gods would hear my prayer. I talked with my brother, Mr.cool, for the first time a few months back. To be precise on August 2000. He came to me to give me advice. I am the type of person who doesn’t like anyone restricting me. I had never called anyone Anna ……but him…..He simply made me say that word out of my mouth.

Yes, we would fight….like cats and dogs. He would have an opinion about anything and everything. We had a “Formal Relation”. I spoke to him through Phone and typed long mails. He would keep on sending me cards and advices.

After some months, he said, that his task was over and that I am back to my old momentum and that he should say good bye from my life. An unbearable pain gripped my heart. I was startled to find out the depth of my love towards him and how I was affected by this person , whom, I called “Anna”. I couldn’t let him go. I haven’t seen his face. But I was much too familiar with his sound.

For the first time after such a long break I folded my hands, looked up to the sky and prayed hard to Ganapathi Bappa and he did hear my prayer without any fail.

I know that what me and annan share is a strange relation. People outside may not be able to understand it. But my heart says that this bonding had to happen. It was “meant to be”! My love towards my brother is as pure as Lord Krishna.

We met face to face on april 2001. He smiled and my eyes grew misty and my heart was ready to burst. I met my ARJUN at last! Inside my mind I was crying with joy and tears did drop down my cheek but I wiped it off quickly. I didn’t want him to see that I was this sentimental.

A strange sense of peace enveloped me. It was raining outside at that very particular moment. Yes, the nature was also rejoicing by shedding her tears along with me………..


(The story contains facts and if by any chance you find  out that this is fiction, just go ahead and sue me. LOL. I wrote this atleast 4 yrs back but baring it to the world only now.This is my story......this is how i found my long lost brother........)
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Epilogue:- He is married now, has a beautiful wife and an even more beautiful baby daughter. I am married to a wonderful man. I am happy that our respective spouses understand our bond even though we "met" on the net!!! Our families are close too.....I have seen a lot of people finding their life partners through the net but am sure this relation is one in a billion!!!! :)

I know am being sappy with this song, guess am like that :D

Gotta Give A Kick to Myself.....

I have been down all week, well........I had a real crappy week. Not able to study properly, angry with anything and everything, not even talking to my family that well. I have been having this really irritating backpain which has been bugging me for quite some time....

Had to take an MRI 'coz of all the pain........guess what, I have Spina Bifida Occulta!!!(medical term for a congenital anomaly in my spine). Nothing major to worry about, but I don't think I will ever be able to do a lot of strenuous work in my life. I have been advised a week of rest and also some medicines to ease the pain!!!. I just feel so dejected! Can't explain it. I am a doctor.......I am supposed to understand..but I don't! Whatever! Its like suddenly I have lost interest in everything........maybe the feeling will pass.......feeling angry with my hubby too...... Can't help it....I know what I am doing is not right.......isolating myself........I guess thats just the way I am.

I hope the mood passes soon enough. What I need is my friends, wine, couple of  *you rock gal* attitude from everyone  :D and some great songs to get me by....The one that has caught my fancy right now is the one below. Hope u all are having a great weekend. take care y'all

THE BIEBER FEVER.........

Ok.....I know am not a teenager and shouldn't be writing some post about a teen idol named Justin Bieber of all people! Not that I consider him bad or anything........its just that he is a bit too "young-ish" for my taste lol

This boy is a canadian singer who used to put videos on youtube and was discovered there and was then later signed on by Usher's record company and after that there was just no turning back for this sensation. The most common word originated 'coz of him is the "Bieber Fever' and he made the "Lesbian haircut"(wonder why they call it that......ok...the guy has loads of hair........so wat!!!) syndrome quite popular!

Now, why am I writing this post.......Hmmmmmm...... I am a fan of the Sitcom "GLEE" and in one of their latest episodes they had featured two of his songs and I have to say, its quite good :) I like them *guilty* I know (ME blushing :D). Check them out here....

Glee version

Original version of baby ft ludacris

Glee version of somebody to love

The original version


I have to admit, the kid sure has talent, ok.. ok...make fun of me.......i like his music (shileding myself from all the hurled out insults).

But the thing that really caught my attention was this. Do watch this, its hilarious!!!!

The bieber fever sure is catching up! even with 3 year olds!!! lol. Anyway whats your opinion about him....by the way, he cut his hair....this is the new look!

Me digging this bieber! what about u all.....

Dear Stranger..........Thanks

This happened to me some yrs back when I was doing my third year MBBS. We all had to visit an alcohol de-addiction center which was situated near a beach. So, community medicine posting and the assignments are kind of like an outing for us. After all we were going to the beach!!!!! :D We were a batch of 20-25 people who visited the place on that day and after the visit we begged our professor to let us enjoy some time at the beach. THankfully she agreed and here we were with our Doctor's coats and Stethoscopes, having a ball!

Now, let me get to my "story". When it was time to leave, some of my friends complained that they were thirsty and I went to a nearby shop to get a bottle of water and to my astonishment when I returned the van in which we came in was gone!My "great friends" forgot that I am left behind and simply went off. At those times we were not allowed to carry our mobiles with us(college policy!..weird......I know) I was standing at this road, which is practically deserted even though its afternoon and suddenly two guys come up to me on their bikes and asked me if i am interested.........and I was like WHAT!!!!! and they again asked me my "RATE"!!!! Here I am, all dressed up in my doctor's coat and a stethoscope to boot and what did these guys think.........that am into ROLE PLAY????? I was much too stunned to even answer......'coz it came out of nowhere and to be honest the place was like kind of isolated, so I tried to move away from them and thankfully a lady who was trying to sell peanuts at the beach saw this and  came to my side because she understood, that there is something wrong (She had seen me come with my friends) and those F****** on the bike decided to leave.

Suddenly, there is this another guy who is coming up on his bike and he started telling me something and honestly I didn't listen as I was seething with rage and I told him to just "F*** off". He looked at me back in the most disgusted way and just took off. Suddenly the man from whom I had bought the bottle of water came up to me and told me that this other man had seen my friends take off in the college van and caught up with them and told them that I am still standing at the beach and that I am stranded!

Well, to cut the story short, my van with my "friends" came back (I was so angry with them for leaving me and not noticing ) and I felt sooooooooo bad, because I coudn't say THANK YOU to that wonderful stranger who helped me. I know its not my fault that I behaved the way I did with him, but I just wish that my behaviour doesn't deter him from helping someone else in the future. Just because of those two bloody B****** , I couldn't express my gratitude to someone who helped me when I needed it the most.

I just want to say a big THANK YOU to that stranger and where ever you are, you really saved me that day! :)

JUST A STORY.........

I had written this story a long time back for "woman's era" magazine, but sadly it never got accepted lol. Anyway I am "pasting" it here so that you guys can get bored :D
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Sitting on the verandah and looking at the rain used to be my favourite past time when I was a child. Now, I have grown up. But today I wanted to be the old me. I wanted to catch up on the small joys that life had to offer. Already I had missed an enormous part of it. I extended my hand out to catch the tiny drops and was pleasantly surprised by the coolness it gave to my mind. Yet, my eyes turned misty.


I saw him first on a rainy day. He walked up to me and gave me a smile. We had known each other in the past so many years through letters. We were meeting for the first time. I had never seen such a face like his. It portrayed innocence. He was very charming and we ended up talking like two long lost friends even though we were seeing each other for the very first time.

“Amma, phone adikkithu, naan edukkattuma?” my thoughts were cut short by jaanaki, my servant.

“No. I will take it” slowly I got up and took the phone.

“Hello” I said in a tired tone.

“Madhvi, I will be a bit late today. Don’t wait up for me. Have your dinner and go to sleep ok? Bye love”

My husband didn’t even bother to hear me say bye to him. He had already kept the phone.

I have been married for 3 months to a “well educated and rich” man, my parents found. He was suitable for me in every sense or so they thought. But, I never felt comfortable around him. He was the practical sort of guy, the total opposite of me. I loved dreams, poetry, rain and the small things life had to offer. But, he never has time for any of that. He is always busy working. I never complained either. Not, that he isn’t a good husband, somehow I never felt myself with him. I gave a small sigh and went back to sit on the verandah. By now the rain was beating down with all its might. I sat down and tried to pick up my thoughts from where I left off.

The song “Mein kade bandh kar” by Hariharan came into my mind. It was his favourite song……..no “our” favourite song. He would always hum it. He was such a great singer. I would always pester him to sing some ghazal or the other. While he sings, I would put my head on his shoulder and close my eyes. I always felt calm and secure with him.

We were slowly falling in love. From the “best friends” we had moved a lot forward. But neither of us confided this fact to each other.

One day I was writing a poem in tamil and I didn’t see my mom come up behind me. She slowly tapped me on my shoulders. I was startled and shut my book. This was a poem for him. After reading that, he would understand what I felt for him.
My mother looked at me. Her face was calm and filled with concern. My heart began to beat fast.


“Madhu, don’t ever let your Appa down. He harbors such high hopes for you. Don’t do anything to break his heart.” saying that she went out of my room. I sat there stunned. My dreams came crashing down. I perfectly understood what she felt.


I took my book and opened the page; I saw my poem looking back at me. The dream was getting shattered even before I woke up. I wrote down a sentence in the end “NOT MEANT TO BE!” that hurt! My fingers began to tremble.

In the coming days I began to either avoid him or treat him in a very friendly manner. He was quite baffled by the sudden turn of events. One day he called me up and told he loved me. He was on the verge of tears. But I told him very harshly that he was just a friend for me and not to contact me ever again. My heart was breaking. My lips were quivering with sobs waiting to come out and my eyes betrayed me by letting the tears run down my cheeks. Oh! If only he could see me now!

He did as he was told. I never heard from him ever again.

The radio began playing “Mein kade bandh kar” and it brought me to reality. Suddenly I heard the horn of a car and looked out to the gate. Who could that be? The security went and opened the gate; it was still raining hard.


It was sudheer, my husband. Why did he come early? He pulled the car on to the porch and got out. I looked at him questioningly.


“I wanted to surprise you. I know how you love the rain. I would love to take you on a ride in the car now”

I couldn’t believe it. Emotions were surging inside. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. I went running to him and threw myself into his arms.  I brought my lips close to his ears and told “ I love you sudheer” I didn’t want to keep it from him. I didn’t want to lose him. I didn’t want to commit the same mistake again. Now, I am happy and I am free.

And by the way, this is the song that I am referring to in the story. I used to love it.......still do..... :)