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August 25, 2005

Friends! Part One

Filed under: Unrelated — Celia @ 12:30 am

Got to speak to one my old friend today.. She asked me whether I find any difference in our relationship! This set me thinking..I have been with many friends since school. Friends of all kinds!! Been with good friends, fair weather friends and don’t bother ones… But it seems actually surprising to me that the ones who leave a definite mark in you are the “fair weather friends” .. You learn a lot from these people.. These ones are not into any bad habits as such.. but still they are worse than the bad ones. They’ll do all the flattery you’ll need when they need you. Their words would be sugar-coated and smiles like expanded rubber.. But as time goes by, one can make out the grain from the chaff.

But then, there are the good kinds too. I thought of leaving a mark here about the people with whom I had/have been associated since when I was 4 years..

Maggi alias Margaret:
She is someone whom I can call as first buddy I got in kindergarden. I saw her first when I got admitted to L.K.G. I was having eye problems then and had to wear specs. I was rather short too. I remember sitting on the steps of my BonSecours School when this tall slim kid and her father came near me. Her father wanted some sort of baby-sitter to look after her and asked me.. “what ma, can you look after the baby? (as if Iam a older kid)”. I meekly said yes and immediately took the role of a caretaker. We got to know each other and were good thick friends till we got into high school.

After that, we again got closer only when we were in Higher Secondary! Those were the days when we got scared of chemistry and biology labs.. I can still remember the daya when I had to dissect the mouth parts of cockroach. Well, am the kind who can handle bigger ones.. but insects & reptiles!!! NO!! I would come running from the bath room if I happen to see any cockroach or lizard is there.. And it became a hard task for me to do this experiment. Though the cockroaches were on chloroform, I was very scared that they’ll wake up in the middle and bite me.. And since my name starts with C (poor me!! I was always the scape goat when it comes to exams!!) I had to stand near olivia miss. Sensing danger, I winked at Maggi. She had already done her work and seeing me she asked me to take my animal and come to her. And then she helped me dissect the villian. I in turn promised her that I would help her in chemistry-salt analysis. After that, it was the studing together.. bunking classes, and routine stuff. Then we drifted again when I went off to do my graduation. She did her chemistry major and then followed it up with a masters in computers. Now she works for ABN AMRO and we still do keep in touch. Though we were not the soulmate kinds .. we were there for each other and still going on ….

Beaula:
She is the first BB (alias best friend) I got when I was in U.K.G. Most of the times, I would be with her. Either be it school or home. She had a older brother called Kingsley who played violin so well. After coming back from school, we used to play till we get tired and then we would listen to Kingsley anna playing his violin. I don’t remember what and all we did together except two incidents.

Once, I guess that this should have been my Ist std, we were writing our exams. We used to go to different classes (as exam halls) and I was the next serial number to her. One 5th standard akka sat in the middle between us in a chair whereas we had to sit down. Anyhow, we didn’t complain. In the middle, Beaula had some doubt and wanted to ask me. I didn’t know what to tell her so I gave the entire answer sheet to her so that she can see the paper and get cleared. But the wicked 5th std akka found this out and reported it to the senior most staff (swamy miss). Swamy miss came and spanked us both and put a reduction of 5 marks in both of our papers.. We didn’t like the way it was going and were crying all the while.

Another time, it was my birthday, and the last day of our Quartely exam. After the exam, we went to each class to give chocolates. I was wearing a full skirt and when I went into HM’s room, I tripped and fell. Everyone but Beaula laughed. I liked it a lot and enjoyed the whole day with her. Fate interfered after sometime.. Her father got transferred to Nagercoil and she had to go. We tried keeping in touch.. but kids were we.. couldn’t continue for long… Haven’t heard from her since.. Hope shes in chennai now and has a blog!!

More to be continued…..

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August 22, 2005

Knock Knock

Filed under: Unrelated — Celia @ 9:22 pm

Its been a long time since I posted some forwards. But off late, I am receiving only picture forwards and I don’t feel like posting it here. So I just thought that I’ll post some knock knock jokes that have become popular in our den.

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Arthur
Arthur who?

Arthur more jokes here?

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Les

Les who?

Les hear another knock knock joke!

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Spell

Spell who?

W. H. O

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Yaw

Yaw who?

Why are you so excited?

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Shelby

Shelby Who?

Shelby coming round the mountains when she comes..

Knock Knock!
Who’s there?
Luke

Luke who?

Luke out. Here is another knock knock joke.

The best is the one asked by rethas.
Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Orange.

Orange Who?

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Orange.

Orange Who?

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Orange.

Orange Who?

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Orange.

Orange Who?

Knock Knock
Who’s there?
Apple.

Apple who?

Orange you glad that I didn’t say orange?

August 7, 2005

Sight Seeing

Filed under: Unrelated — Celia @ 11:18 pm

I started late for office this day and was leisurely travelling in an almost-passengerless 9-car MRTS train. Everytime the train started or stopped, it gave out a shrill scream and made sure that I had my hands cupped on my ears most of the time. And then, it stopped suddenly somewhere near mandaveli and didn’t seem to have an intention of starting again.

I was reading Ruskin Bond till then and didn’t feel like continuing further. I closed my book and peeped through the window to see a couple of flats nearby. The rush-hour traffic was not there and all I could see was a play-area sort of place infront of the flats. Three people were there standing before a horizontal pole that was held by two vertical iron rods. They were a hmm.. 3-4 year old boy, one guy in his late teens or early twenties and he was carrying a girl baby that should be at the max … two years.

The kid was restless coz he seemed to be trying to reach for the horizontal pole for a long time and he was not able to reach it. I was amused and started watching the scene. And then, suddenly, he got hold of the pole and started hanging. I was not able to see his face that clearly, but I was able to make out that the pride in his face. Hanging, he went from one end of the pole to another and at the same time he was looking at his sister too and making faces at her.

The baby seemed to be too thrilled in all this and was trying to reach for the pole too though it was on the shoulders of its mama ( I am not able to make out any other relationship the other guy might have with these two kids).. The mama, who was silently watching the scene till them, came closer to the pole. He made the baby sit on top of his head and made its tiny hands reach the horizontal pole..

Wow, you should have seen the reaction of the girl.. She almost jumped with joy looking at her brother and showing him that she too could hang like him . I was touched by this action of her mama and really didn’t seem to notice that my train too, had started.

August 2, 2005

Deep calls to deep

Filed under: Unrelated — Celia @ 10:19 pm

Deep inside me
there lives a heart
that rages like a sea
coz it’s lost a part

There was a day
when you were my friend
Wasn’t my heart a prey
which fell to all your pretends?

Deep inside me
there lives a heart
that rages like a sea
coz it’s lost a part

Why did you do this?
I have lost all trust
Now all bonds seem amiss
which I discard as dust…

Deep inside me
there lives a heart
that rages like a sea
and makes me never forget the past….

August 1, 2005

Bulb History!!

Filed under: Unrelated — Celia @ 9:21 pm

I was looking forward to Sunday after a dull week. Sundays are always special; I get to sleep a little more, get to eat yummy breakfast and of all, get to go to church. Yesterday also, I got ready eagerly and sat behind my brother on his byk. Usually, we would be chatting about anything and nothing while riding. But this time, eddy was unusually calm, concentrating on the ride.

I kept doing my favorite pastime (sight seeing) while we got into the velachery bypass road. There is something special about this road as such. Over the years, many a place has been spoiled by man. But this road, has managed to stay intact till now. Though the road has been laid, both sides of the road are filled with wild trees and shrubs. Most of the times, I get into my spirituality only here. I admire the creator of heaven and earth who has built such a nice place to live in.

Though all one could see are greener trees, if noted carefully, one could see different shades in that green itself. Sometimes I would be thinking… This shrub has got a flower with white petals and purple sepals.. May be next time I should get a salwar kameez in that combination..

Today also, I was doing the same thing, when eddy suddenly slowed down. There was a huge crowd standing on one side of the road. I turned my head to that side to have a better view. To my astonishment, I witnessed an accident scene. A guy was lying down in an awkward upside down position in a pool of blood. There were glass pieces everywhere. A policeman was bending down looking at the guy.

I was rendered speechless. What the heck!! That guy is already unconscious.. and God only knows whether he is alive or not.. Why the hell have these people surrounded him like anything without doing any help. The policeman also didn’t seem to do anything other than bending and looking at the guy as if he is seeing some worthless piece of art.

Somehow the whole incident made me feel very insecure. I thought.. Man doesn’t seem to realise where he is heading.. he devises various plans for day and night and toils for something that he might actually never enjoy.. The guy on the car also seemed to be a very rich person.. I felt very bad and moved much more closer to eddy and placed one hand on his thigh.. “paavam, no??” ..

Without turning, Eddy said, “Hey ! adhu shooting !! paatha theriyala?”.

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