My Expression!! My Life!!

And I forgot…!! Normally I don’t forget it... But that day I was talking to my colleague Kalyan and well it just slipped my mind… we had hardly gone abt 50 yards onto the Mayfair flyover when things happened all of a sudden... I was thrown forward with a sudden jerk and Kalyan crashed on the steering wheel.. He was luckily wearing a seatbelt and therefore the impact was a little in control… Moi was not so lucky… I got thrown forward at the windshield; hit it with a jerk and my jaw hit the dashboard and I bounced back..!! Awesome scene it was… all I could see at that point was zilch..Nada..Blank…. then I saw BLOOD! And I didn’t know where it came from… sexy!! I freaked out… and then I spat blood.. And felt something heavy in my mouth.. Well.. Slowly I realized it was my tongue..!! it had swelled up to twice its size..! Wonderful.. the blood was ‘coz I bit my tongue in that effect and well… bloody sharp teeth I have must say… but that’s nothing compared to my head… no no… nothing happene...

She looked around at the room she was in. So many familiar faces yet not one that she could spill her heart out to. She looked down at the new flip phone that she had bought recently. Opened it to find the address book and scrolled down the contacts. At least a 100 of them. Yet not a single person could she find to open up to. Helpless. Frustrated. Vulnerable. Discouraged. Who could she talk to? To whom could she spill out those umpteen things that were threatening to swallow her.. one person whom she could look up to, not say a word but just wait for those tears that were ominously threatening to engulf her, hug them and just shed copiously into their shoulder… someone who would just understand her silence, not say a word but just lend a shoulder for her to cry on and a ear to listen to her … So many friends, acquaintances, well-wishers, people who sincerely cared for her.. And yet not one person she could trust with the things that were going on in her head… They might call her crazy...

Found this post on one of my wanderings through blog land..!! This is really good! Tamils are always proud to be Tamizhs; Pretty courteous (that is what they think, at least!). They speak yenglish but sorry, no indi (Hindi) saar...what da??.The more common Madarasi (chennaisi..., now?) is an ardent fan of kireeket matches. Their counterparts in Bombay think they live in America but speak Hinglish like ...are you sure ki Sujata aa rahi hai ya Ill go akela!" And they take great pride in making stupid mistakes in Hindi Grammar. Thamizhs, are verrry lecky to have "simble" neighbours in the "keralites" who are a komblex race of peoblle (they migrated around 2000 B.C. from the middle east, I guess; and now even the Sheikhs feel wary of them) but they eat a lot of chooclyte and own 99.998765% of chai shops there and form 99.89% of nursing community. Not far behind the kerals is the telugu desam, who are totally againesht flaunting their wealthu to the woruldu, though ...

“There are things known; There are things unknown; And between them are the DOORS….” You know when you have absolutely nothing to do… the mind starts traversing and then going off into directions that you never ever expected it would go…!!! Pointless things that you actually end up contemplating… like why is there such a thing as ego… or why aren’t people more open and straight-forward… why are girls so complicated… why is that sometimes all you ever wanna do is to just sit simply and stare into space??... See it’s all quite pointless as I told you… this is what happens when you have nothing better to do and everything that you can do is quite boring..!! Happens within a space of time… sometimes you feel as though all you ever wanna do is to sit simply, do nothing..!! Quite an oxymoron that one is – all I want to do is nothing! I dunno how far this is true… but after I have come here and have started working; I feel good about myself… it is more like I have discovered myself.. :-) The ...

It was a Saturday afternoon – a working Saturday. One of those weird days when u don’t feel like doing anything… me and my team along with my boss and my super boss(boss’ boss) had lunch at a ‘Pizza Hut’ near my office… came back to work at around 2:45 sorts while my super boss went on his way home..!! Saturday and all that! Humph! And then we get a call from him saying that his mom had passed away (she was suffering for a long time, poor thing! May her soul rest in peace!) and that he had to leave immediately to Kolkata…there was some pending work to be completed with regards to a programme that was coming up in our unit so me, my boss and my colleague – cum – brother Kalyan went to Santanu’s (super boss) house. The minute we reached Santanu’s place we saw him standing on the balcony with a huge hulk of a dog beside him. I kinda went weak in the knees. :-s I have always been fond of dogs but of late at a safe distance. We had dogs for pets when I was young and the one that I was very ...