How many of you still dream about your school days? I do! At times my dreams are so scary that I wake up with jolt just to realise that Im way ahead of my school days and in few years my kids would be on their way to school !
Here are some of the dreams I had.
1. Forgetting to do my homework and not taking the right workbook to class.
2. Missing one ribbon and searching for it at 8:45am when the first bell will ring at 9:00am
3. Wearing a wrong uniform. (we had two uniforms in our school- White and white on days when we had our games period and normal brown uniform on non P.T days.)
4. Not polishing the shoes and getting caught during prayer.
5. Getting up late on Saturdays, when we had a special Havan period that starts at 8:20 am
6. Losing the calendar book that has the time table chart in it and not know the classes of the day.
Some times I wake up crying badly from these dreams! Glad that these dreams are never going to come true! :-)
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Funny Fondue Experience
Its been more than a year since I blogged and I have come to realise that I have lost even the little writing skills that I (if any at all) had!
Anyways, wanted to share this experience somewhere and remembered my old sweet blog :-)
We had been to Minneapolis recently as Shyam had a conference there. Its a really cool place to visit. People there are very friendly, sweet and helpful. Its the land of more than 10,000 lakes and if you are a nature person, its amazing place to roam around.
We went to dinner at a place called Melting Pot. Its a fondue restaurant. Those who are wondering what a fondue is, in simple terms "you are asked to pay a fortune to cook your own dinner!" but yeah it was really a very funny and expensive experience.
So here it is. Its a four course dinner. First they provide you with a pot. To be precise its our "eeya pathram" and they have a inbuilt stove in every table. For the starters they gave us some cheese, jalapeno peppers, salsa, salt, pepper and a cup of bread, tortilla chips and some fresh cut apples.
We have to melt the cheese, add the peppers, salsa, salt and pepper and once done dip the bowl of chips and bread and fruits into it and gulp down! The second course was pretty simple. We get to choose either a soup or a salad. We opted for the salad and so don't know if we had to cook our own soup.
Next comes the main entree. Here we have to select a cooking style first. They have four options - Two had some wine in it and one was canola oil and the other was using vegetable broth. So we decided on the vegetable broth. They gave us some basic green vegetables like potato, mushroom, tofu, broccoli, some pasta and some green peas and some basic sauce and asked us to cook by ourselves! We have to dip the vegetables into the boiling broth and eat it!
Finally comes the dessert. Another pot of boiling chocolate sauce and some fresh strawberries and a tong to dip it into it!
For a total check of $90, a totally different experience and a good quality time spent doing something together :-)
Anyways, wanted to share this experience somewhere and remembered my old sweet blog :-)
We had been to Minneapolis recently as Shyam had a conference there. Its a really cool place to visit. People there are very friendly, sweet and helpful. Its the land of more than 10,000 lakes and if you are a nature person, its amazing place to roam around.
We went to dinner at a place called Melting Pot. Its a fondue restaurant. Those who are wondering what a fondue is, in simple terms "you are asked to pay a fortune to cook your own dinner!" but yeah it was really a very funny and expensive experience.
So here it is. Its a four course dinner. First they provide you with a pot. To be precise its our "eeya pathram" and they have a inbuilt stove in every table. For the starters they gave us some cheese, jalapeno peppers, salsa, salt, pepper and a cup of bread, tortilla chips and some fresh cut apples.
We have to melt the cheese, add the peppers, salsa, salt and pepper and once done dip the bowl of chips and bread and fruits into it and gulp down! The second course was pretty simple. We get to choose either a soup or a salad. We opted for the salad and so don't know if we had to cook our own soup.
Next comes the main entree. Here we have to select a cooking style first. They have four options - Two had some wine in it and one was canola oil and the other was using vegetable broth. So we decided on the vegetable broth. They gave us some basic green vegetables like potato, mushroom, tofu, broccoli, some pasta and some green peas and some basic sauce and asked us to cook by ourselves! We have to dip the vegetables into the boiling broth and eat it!
Finally comes the dessert. Another pot of boiling chocolate sauce and some fresh strawberries and a tong to dip it into it!
For a total check of $90, a totally different experience and a good quality time spent doing something together :-)
Saturday, July 26, 2008
The leaky cauldron
She always leaked
not because she was weak
neither was she stupid
nor because she couldnt blast,
but if she blast
for it would hurt, not her, but the other
afterall, she had to vent out
hurting herself, she leaked
to keep herself going for
it was just She :-)
not because she was weak
neither was she stupid
nor because she couldnt blast,
but if she blast
for it would hurt, not her, but the other
afterall, she had to vent out
hurting herself, she leaked
to keep herself going for
it was just She :-)
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
The other you
Bunches of unwritten pages
Volumes of unspoken speeches
For the Ink be darkend and
the words be spoken,
their bond wud've been broken
Yet again Silence is a killer
and Speech is no better
For the gold kills one alone
Silver breaks the folks around
Better not the pages be written
and the words be spoken
for thee skilled to trance about heaven!
Volumes of unspoken speeches
For the Ink be darkend and
the words be spoken,
their bond wud've been broken
Yet again Silence is a killer
and Speech is no better
For the gold kills one alone
Silver breaks the folks around
Better not the pages be written
and the words be spoken
for thee skilled to trance about heaven!
Monday, June 09, 2008
The day earth stood still
Today at 12.30 AM
While the whole world seemed busy sleeping and dreaming, Uma was juggling around with her dresses. In the past 2 hours she had changed her dress five times and finally decided to wear the Green coloured Chudidaar that Ram had sent on her Birthday. She applied Cuticura powder which seemed to accentuate her already bright face. She did her eye brows with Revlon kit she had bought a day before. She had never liked excessive make up, but today she didn’t want to leave any stone unturned.She chose the dangling green stone embedded ear rings and a green colored Bindhi that matched her dress. She looked again in the mirror. Well…not exactly drop dead gorgeous, but yeah…she did look cute today. That should be enough to knock the senses out of Ram.
RAM. Possibly it was the only name that she had uttered more in these recent months than even her own name. The very thought of going to attach it after her name in a few days made her blush and she turned pink. She had been looking forward to this day for the past one week ever since Ram told her that he would be arriving in the Air Emirates flight to Chennai at 2 AM. She had hardly slept for the past one week and kept rewinding and playing how she would react and what would happen on the possibly the happiest day of her life.As she walked dangling her car keys to her silver colour Santro, she smiled as she remembered how it all began on one Sunday Afternoon.
A few weeks before on a Sunday Afternoon
On Friday night, Uma’s mom had showed her Ram’s photo and his profile. She seemed quite impressed with the fact that the prospective groom was well educated and had very sweet and caring parents. Uma had one look at the photo and smiled. She liked his eyes and smile. His eyes had a captivating glare and even in the photo it shone with genuine warmth and humbleness.
He called up unexpectedly on Sunday afternoon. She had just finished her lunch and was watching the climax of a 1000 times rerun movie. She didn’t recognize the long number on her mobile display and began with a questioning “Hello?”
The voice on the other end boomed “Hi. Is this Uma?”
“Speaking.”
“I am Ram.”
It was as if the world had stopped spinning. For a split second she was unsure about how she should react. Should she say “Hi” or “Hello” or “Oh my god”? After a gap of silent 5 seconds she blurted a shy Hi to him. She walked from the hall to the sit out in her house and said “So…how are you?”
She knew it was lame, but she could not think of anything else. She also knew that it was past midnight for him and still he had called her. Then they started talking. They talked for almost 90 mins non stop about their mom and dad, brothers and sisters, careers and god knows what. They both knew instinctively that it had clicked between them. Uma’s mom smiled from far across the room.
Today at 1.00 AM Anna International Airport
She parked her car and paid for the parking ticket. It had been 6 weeks since they had been engaged and had been talking for every other day. She had by hearted his entire day to day schedule which included all his class timings, lab timings, conferences etc. She would call him in between breaks and they would chat for some time. Out of the blue he would send her “I LOVE YOU” sms from his mobile when in conference and she would blush at the very sight of it.
In these 6 weeks they had known every little detail about each other. She had told him about her mole on her right toe and he had told her about his scar on left elbow that was the result of an accident in his 4th standard. They had known the name of their favourite relatives, hated vegetables, sleeping habits, color preferences and so on. Even though they had never seen each other eye to eye, their love grew by leaps and bounds.
His parents had also come to the airport and she greeted her future in laws. The clock seemed to crawl slowly and with each passing minute her stomach experienced the same knot that she used to get on the days when exam results were announced. Exactly at 225 AM, he walked out with his trolley which carried 2 samsonite suitcases. He smiled at her as he walked outside. She remained motionless.He touched his parent’s feet and hugged them as she stood a mute spectator wondering what to do next. Sensing their need to be together, his parents smiled and told them that they would be waiting outside near their car. He came to her and looked her directly eye to eye. It told everything. Without any warning, he pulled something from behind his shirt. It was a fresh red rose. A few days before he had sent her a ring as engagement present. But this simple rose seemed to speak much more of his love for her. A flush of colour filled her cheeks and her eyes sparkled like never before. The happiness that was devoid in her for the past 6 weeks flooded her face and was reflected in every nerve and every ounce of her body. A small pearl was just about to escape her eyes when he brought his hand and rubbed it off with his fingers and said, "Yes darling! It’s me." He opened his arms in anticipation of getting that warm hug from her, for which he had come so far. She smiled a teary smile and stood speechless.He couldn't wait for her to come that 5% which according to books the woman had to move while the man had already done his 95%. He had travelled miles across oceans and countries just to be with her. Every hour, every minute, every second was too precious to be wasted. He moved closer to her and embraced his shy princess. He could feel her melt into his warm body. Goose pimples erupted along her arms spontaneously. He kissed her on her forehead. She shivered with happiness. The warm rush of blood through her body brought hormonal reactions in him that only they could feel and relish.
"I love you." He said, finally. She smiled at him and looked deeper into his longing eyes. She gave a gentle kiss upon his lips and spoke out, "I love you too."
The words seemed to hit his heart even before they hit his ears.
While the whole world seemed busy sleeping and dreaming, Uma was juggling around with her dresses. In the past 2 hours she had changed her dress five times and finally decided to wear the Green coloured Chudidaar that Ram had sent on her Birthday. She applied Cuticura powder which seemed to accentuate her already bright face. She did her eye brows with Revlon kit she had bought a day before. She had never liked excessive make up, but today she didn’t want to leave any stone unturned.She chose the dangling green stone embedded ear rings and a green colored Bindhi that matched her dress. She looked again in the mirror. Well…not exactly drop dead gorgeous, but yeah…she did look cute today. That should be enough to knock the senses out of Ram.
RAM. Possibly it was the only name that she had uttered more in these recent months than even her own name. The very thought of going to attach it after her name in a few days made her blush and she turned pink. She had been looking forward to this day for the past one week ever since Ram told her that he would be arriving in the Air Emirates flight to Chennai at 2 AM. She had hardly slept for the past one week and kept rewinding and playing how she would react and what would happen on the possibly the happiest day of her life.As she walked dangling her car keys to her silver colour Santro, she smiled as she remembered how it all began on one Sunday Afternoon.
A few weeks before on a Sunday Afternoon
On Friday night, Uma’s mom had showed her Ram’s photo and his profile. She seemed quite impressed with the fact that the prospective groom was well educated and had very sweet and caring parents. Uma had one look at the photo and smiled. She liked his eyes and smile. His eyes had a captivating glare and even in the photo it shone with genuine warmth and humbleness.
He called up unexpectedly on Sunday afternoon. She had just finished her lunch and was watching the climax of a 1000 times rerun movie. She didn’t recognize the long number on her mobile display and began with a questioning “Hello?”
The voice on the other end boomed “Hi. Is this Uma?”
“Speaking.”
“I am Ram.”
It was as if the world had stopped spinning. For a split second she was unsure about how she should react. Should she say “Hi” or “Hello” or “Oh my god”? After a gap of silent 5 seconds she blurted a shy Hi to him. She walked from the hall to the sit out in her house and said “So…how are you?”
She knew it was lame, but she could not think of anything else. She also knew that it was past midnight for him and still he had called her. Then they started talking. They talked for almost 90 mins non stop about their mom and dad, brothers and sisters, careers and god knows what. They both knew instinctively that it had clicked between them. Uma’s mom smiled from far across the room.
Today at 1.00 AM Anna International Airport
She parked her car and paid for the parking ticket. It had been 6 weeks since they had been engaged and had been talking for every other day. She had by hearted his entire day to day schedule which included all his class timings, lab timings, conferences etc. She would call him in between breaks and they would chat for some time. Out of the blue he would send her “I LOVE YOU” sms from his mobile when in conference and she would blush at the very sight of it.
In these 6 weeks they had known every little detail about each other. She had told him about her mole on her right toe and he had told her about his scar on left elbow that was the result of an accident in his 4th standard. They had known the name of their favourite relatives, hated vegetables, sleeping habits, color preferences and so on. Even though they had never seen each other eye to eye, their love grew by leaps and bounds.
His parents had also come to the airport and she greeted her future in laws. The clock seemed to crawl slowly and with each passing minute her stomach experienced the same knot that she used to get on the days when exam results were announced. Exactly at 225 AM, he walked out with his trolley which carried 2 samsonite suitcases. He smiled at her as he walked outside. She remained motionless.He touched his parent’s feet and hugged them as she stood a mute spectator wondering what to do next. Sensing their need to be together, his parents smiled and told them that they would be waiting outside near their car. He came to her and looked her directly eye to eye. It told everything. Without any warning, he pulled something from behind his shirt. It was a fresh red rose. A few days before he had sent her a ring as engagement present. But this simple rose seemed to speak much more of his love for her. A flush of colour filled her cheeks and her eyes sparkled like never before. The happiness that was devoid in her for the past 6 weeks flooded her face and was reflected in every nerve and every ounce of her body. A small pearl was just about to escape her eyes when he brought his hand and rubbed it off with his fingers and said, "Yes darling! It’s me." He opened his arms in anticipation of getting that warm hug from her, for which he had come so far. She smiled a teary smile and stood speechless.He couldn't wait for her to come that 5% which according to books the woman had to move while the man had already done his 95%. He had travelled miles across oceans and countries just to be with her. Every hour, every minute, every second was too precious to be wasted. He moved closer to her and embraced his shy princess. He could feel her melt into his warm body. Goose pimples erupted along her arms spontaneously. He kissed her on her forehead. She shivered with happiness. The warm rush of blood through her body brought hormonal reactions in him that only they could feel and relish.
"I love you." He said, finally. She smiled at him and looked deeper into his longing eyes. She gave a gentle kiss upon his lips and spoke out, "I love you too."
The words seemed to hit his heart even before they hit his ears.
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