to improve prompt service.

I always have dinner from the same hotel, same table, same chair. The same boy used to come to me to take orders. Its kinda routine now. I always give him the same order everyday. Now he is used to it.

2 plain dosa, 1 set sambar-idli and pomegranate juice. (oh..my tummy is a small one :D)

Even the juice-master will start preparing the juice once he sees me. They give me a warm welcome everyday. The boy used to bow his head as if I'm his king and he is ready to take orders. I used to doubt if his head hits the table. I used to have breakfast from the same hotel sometimes but I never get such a treatment from any other people working there.

I gave him Rs.10 tips one day and looked his face. He was smiling as if he got his highest tip ever. since that day, I give him Rs.10 as tip everyday.

I'm happy that he is happy cuz of me, at least one person in this world. :)

genuinely insane self.

I was very much fond of playing cricket when I was young. I liked wicket-keeping though I was not a good keeper. To add strength to that statement, one day, the ball hit my nose. I was continuously sneezing for about half hour.

I got so tired sneezing and went home at last. I just stared into the mirror and was shocked by the irregularities. khe khe khe... I saw a bent-nose. OMG! It was not actually bent, but I pressed my nose to feel the bone and I felt a difference. I dint want my parents to find this out and desperately wanted to hide my bent-but-not-yet-bent-nose.

IDEA! I took a small hammer!

I wanted some place to support my nose so that I can pat on my nose and make it straight. I thought a lot and at last I laid my eyes on the teapoy. I went near it and placed my face on the teapoy so that my nose is the only part on it. I took the hammer. I swear, I would have been a fool then (even now I'm, to post it here and get embarrasses :D).

I shot two small pats on my nose and checked if it straightened. No! Okay. I held my breath and gave a strong-enough-to-break-my-nose-bone pat. OMG! I was startled to see the blood flowing thru my nose.

PS: Please dont try this at home. Khe khe khe... :D

OMG!

And this post is about my niece, Ammu.

I don't know if this is the case with all kids but she is different. She is different in her own ways. She says 1,2,3,...up to 10 without any help, though she misses 4 and 7 every time. Remember she is just one and half year old.

The only thing which I hate about her is her behavior when she gets angry. I dont know how my sister is managing her. We were sitting there chatting with Dad n Mom. Ammu was sitting on the table and when she felt nobody was noticing her she started crying. It went on for 2 hours. She is so very small but when we hear she screaming, I bet, you would never say she is 'small'. She wants her Mom to get up and when she, my sister, does it Ammu wants her to sit. This is not just once. This goes on, say 50 times? 100 times? I dont understand where on earth she gets this much energy to cry continuously with the same intensity and volume for 2 hours.

I thanked God when she stopped crying. She was so tired and she slept. It dint last long. She woke up and started to crying again. Then I felt there was something wrong. I told my sister to give her some medicine for stomach pain cuz I have seen her screaming like that before. Luckily after 10-20 mins she stopped crying. I cursed me, my sister and Mom for blaming her when she cried. We felt sad that she couldnt express it in any other way. They cant even talk.

After a while, my sister was working on my laptop, Ammu again started crying for no reason. I dont know if she had any reason but she showed no symptoms of any body pain or anything like that. She again wanted her mom to get up and sit down. She wants her mom to take her on her hands and when she does that, she will scream to put her down. OMG! She was getting on our nerve. I dont know if all kids are like this. But not in my life I have seen such a kid. I'm not cursing her or blaming her.

But this post is just to show her, obviously when she becomes old enough to understand what a blog is, how she irritated us and we took care of her even when we were angry. I just want her to understand how tough it is to raise a kid. OMG!

I will think twice before I 'do' something to my wife. Khe khe khe... ;) I need to think about the hardships like this....

PS: Ammu...whatever you do, we still love you! :) mwaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.... But we just get irritated at times. :D

why?

I look around. I see guys and gals (my friends they are) are on phone most of the time, talkin or textin. When I ask them, they say they are together. Couples or lovers or wateva we call it. Yes, not-legally-engaged-couples i meant :D. They say they are madly in love.

But, I'm wondering, why they aren't gettin married to the one they love?

how much do you weigh?

There is a common misconception that the level of fat in your body decides how good you are. I thought this was mainly among elders. But it is not. I, very recently, happened to talk to a friend of mine whose marriage got fixed. For fun sake, I teased her saying my aim was to get married before her. The very next question was 'Did you become fat? And my answer was a 'NO'. I never happened to climb the chasm of 'Under-Weight'. khe khe khe...

'Fat are good people. Thin are cunning' She yelled. I wont blame her. I guess she never saw her 'full body' in the mirror. I think no mirror will help her, no matter how big. khe khe khe...

Okay. This post is not about teasing fat people. But to say that there are good-thin-people also. Maybe I'm not one of them ;) Never judge a person sizing them up. Just like 'Dont judge a book by its cover' :D

PS: Perhaps this post will help me find a better girl. khe khe khe... :D

Yours sincerely & I remain,

I was expecting a lot this year, but this was definitely not one of them. I was kinda shocked when I came to know this. But then, why should I be? I wish you all success and a peaceful life. I may not be praying cuz u did no good for me. But be sure I wouldn't curse you. Not in my dreams.

I'm anticipating a similar news in very near future. Maybe I would die of stroke when I hear it. Luckily, that's what I want. khe khe khe... You know, some news are worth dying.

Anyway, Happy New Year and Happy Life and May God Be With You!

they are called 'relatives'

This post is about my recent observation about our family relatives. I, unfortunately, happened to talk about my friend's love marriage to my parents. Luckily, for my parents, one of my relative was also at home.

I found a very funny truth (in fact, many) when we finished the conversation.

Their first problem is that it is a 'Love Affair'. They hate the word love BIG TIME. Their next problem is if she is of the same caste or religion. They dont care even if the guy/gal is good-for-nothin.

Next problem is 'family-support'. And by the word, they just mean that they need all their relatives to come for the marriage. They give lot of suggestions. They vanish after the D-Day. They are those who spend lakhs and lakhs of money for a marriage and then regret spending it.

Their next problem is 'public'. What would they say? Public - assholes. They are just interested to make problems. Oops..I'm sorry. I dint mean every one of them but very few like ***** :P

I have only one question. "Can you promise me that I would be happy for the rest of my life if I marry a gal you suggest? "

wish me luck.

I'm off to Coimbatore. New company. New project. New place. New culture. New Climate. New mosquitoes :P. Hopefully new friends. New Email ID. New mobile number. New food. New water. Hope i wont struggle there for its a better place than Chennai.

I'm happy that i can come home every week.

i'm a diCease.

I hate you to the core when i'm angry. Its up to you to understand that. If you dont wanna continue this friendship, go ahead. Be alone. I wont come to disturb you. I'm such a pain, right? I knew.

I'm a disease. Treat me.

here i'm, dying.

I know you love me. More than anything on the planet. But why not saying it? Its the sweetest thing I can ever hear and you can ever say. My life is depending on it, on what you say. The wait is killing me.