I'm a BELIEVER

I have been reading Eat Pray and Love and it got me thinking. In the book Elizabeth Gilbert mentions how every city or country had a word. A word that defines the place..the people there..if you felt that word..that means you belong to that place.To make things more clear..I'll give examples.. For Italy, the word would be SEX. Vatican's word would be POWER. You get the point..So, it got me thinking..What is India's word? In particular, Kerala's word?? To narrow it even more.. Kottayam's word...and finally..what was my word?

Hmm..first of all...India...what could be our word?? DEMOCRACY??Not really...YOGA???I think Americans and Europeans do way more yoga than the whole of the billion people from India...So that's out.. What about UNITY?SECULARITY? If you read the papers..I think you wouldn't think so...CULTURE?DIVERSITY? yes...I think that would be the words.. That's the only thing that keeps us all Indians together...The fact that we know we are different but still cope up with each other..CULTURE and DIVERSITY are the two words that make me proud to be an Indian. All the difference in the people..their habits...their food.. That's what defines us Indians.

Now let's get down to Kerala. POLITICS? Yup.. That's definitely one word..another sure word would be DUBAI!!!! That's one word that's kind of imbibed into every Keralite's mind. That's the Keralite Dream like the American Dream. Why we are so obsessed by this idea I am yet to figure out and I still don't understand why we can't be happy working and living in Kerala itself...Yes.. there is no job opportunities...no jobs with high pay.. That's cause all of us just run off to Dubai and never bother with our roots.. I feel there is need of change in our mentality there.. which I'm hoping would happen in the coming few decades.

Kottayam...the first word that comes to my mind is GOSSIP..yes.. we Kottayamites are just  amazing at it...It's kind of like a God given gift. But we mean no harm.. When you get the hang of it.. It is kinda of fun as long as you are not bothered about it. It's really funny to hear all those cooked up stories about yourself but I can't complain much.. Kottayam is nowhere near GOSSIPING when it comes to my college...I guess my college has bagged the gold medal on the art of gossiping for decades now. So no... GOSSIP wouldn't be a really apt word. I think a more apt word for us Kottayamites would be ELEGANCE. Atleast for the women. I don't mean to brag, but we do score a 7/10 on our fashion sense. No matter how normal our clothing might be we don't forget to put our essence of elegance in it. It's kind of a spice that we Kottayamites own. Something we pass down to our future generations.

Now coming down to me. My word... I can guess some words a few people might be thinking... BITCH? WEIRD? NARCISSIST?QUIRKY? These are just a few... But what I think...I'm really trying to figure it out... I think everyone should have their word and must live by it. Something that defines them.. So after a lot of thinking... I think my word would be BELIEVER. Not like a Christian believer... I don't think anybody in their right minds would call me that... more of like a believer in the good. When I meet people I believe they show their inner truth to me. (though I have been proven wrong.. uncountable times..) But I still like to believe... that they would... I don't feel I could live in this world without believing people.... that there is some good somewhere... I like to believe my life would become like the fairytale I always imagined.. If it does or doesn't, I don't have to be bothered.. All that matters is I believe. The countless mistakes I make.. I believe it is for a reason. The reason I'm here in the world. I believe it's to make a change...however inconspicuously small it might be. I'm hoping everyone finds their word atleast at one point of their life. That word. Makes all the difference.

Buddy!!!!Or shall I say Machaaanneee!!!:P

My sister's been here for ten solid days and well...So have I..I bunked college for her...(more on the lines of me enjoying a good holiday cause of our f****d up educational system..:P)..She left maybe an hour ago but i miss her already...:(

I know it's been ages since I've written, so I thought I'd write another post on her. After all, she's the one who inspired me to blog and hence my mentor...:).

My sister is such a saint. She came down to Kerala to take care of her ailing mother who's going through a minor surgery. (I wouldn't say that's my mother too cause my mom seems fine and keeps running around taking my sister everywhere..:P). I'm hoping my sister gets a bonus or a raise or something for her philanthropic act.

The only downside of her visit was that she came home sick and she left sick. But the in-between days were pretty fun.We went for ABCD ...again!!!! But boy did we have fun. We just couldn't stop replaying the dialogues again and again...and still laugh over it. The outside world would just think we had gone bonkers but it's all fun in our own messed up world..:)

Me and my sister.. we didn't talk that much during these few days. But we don't need to.We just get each other. Like all sisters do i guess.We made cheese cake with the ingredients available and it still turned out to be great.:). We played Jenga all night long which ended up with me and Stevan having huge fights and banging our bedroom doors.

Having my sister home is fun. But she should either stay here long enough that my parents stop pampering her or not come at all. Cause all the pampering gets Stevan and me worked up and keeps us wondering when we would get all the goodies. But I can't blame my parents. We contribute our fair share to the pampering too. I give her more importance than Stevan when she's around and even Stevan does the same. But that's cause we miss her like crazy. It's not very often we get to meet her and so we do all that we can to impress her for the little time that she's here.

During her stay home, I was reading My Sister's Keeper which was kind of disturbing but also touched my heart. It reveals the thoughts of a thirteen year old who donates blood, lymphocytes and what not for her elder sister who's suffering from leukaemia. The book touching my heart doesn't mean I would ever donate a kidney for her.(God forbid I might as well have only one.)

But, I wouldn't mind...actually.. I would love to...to be My Sister's Keeper....

(Doesn't mean she has to get sick or something...I'm just saying...:)..)

Love you chechy...Loads... <3 nbsp="">

Unity at it's Best!!

Here I am, reporting live from the location where one of Kerala's most noteworthy protests is happening.. ..I am talking about none other than the institution I proudly claim to be studying in and i.e. TKM College of Engineering ,Kollam. This is the third day of the protest and it is getting intense by the second... .

Originating due to problems in getting hostel accommodation...the s3 boys started protests which led to misunderstandings between the students and faculty which further led to verbal and physical conflicts...

With unreliable evidence in the hands of the faculty, 13 boys had been temporarily suspended from the college thus leading to these boys not writing their examinations... What was so sad about all of this was that among the thirteen,almost all of them were innocent and had nothing to do with the situation...

Okay... They got suspended.. They couldn't write the exams.... Their parents got called.... Even though it was not fair... We all kept quiet.... But later when the management authorities gave in a year suspension.... We had it!! That was when the ice broke!!! We were out of the classes and in front of the principal's office revolting against the injustice done to these thirteen innocent students.

Yesterday,the second day of the strike was the beginning of something new... Something different.... It was a sight worth a watch!!!! All of us together... United... Protesting... Fighting for one cause.... It's a beautiful sight..... It's gives you the assurance that no matter what happens to you... Whatever shit you might get into... There is always a helping hand.... And it's not just our friends who would be there for us... But all the seniors as well... And that is why I can proudly call myself a TKMite.....

And today on the third day... We are all gathered around... Im front of the college... Holding protest cards and shouting out slogans and giving strength to all those thirteen students by giving them the assurance that everything would be alright and that we would not give up till everything is solved!!!! Not even the police could stop us!!!!

And for making all this possible... We first of all thank our union TECHNOS and the union chairman Vishnu Nair M T for being with our batch through thick and thin.... And also all our fourth year seniors for sacrificing everything and taking time off from their lives to help us in the time of need..

So... This is something we all need to experience.... This sort of unity.. This sort of strength..... Trust me... It changes you as a person....

My Kalla Pandi!!!!!!!!!!!!

Happy Birthday Papa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Your 50!!!!!

Yup..its his birthday today(it technically was his birthday the day i "thought" i posted this blog..:P).....sadly....im stuck in kollam and so is he.... in Turkmenistan...:(...last time we celebrated our birthday together was when he turned 50....(oops...bad cover..lets say its his 5th 50th birthday...:P)..

Anyways...I'm dedicating this blog to my sweet old but still ravishingly young papa...(i still got to keep the soap lathering...:P)...Let me start off by saying he's the awesomest dad any girl could get!!!!!I mean ..which dad would pay his daughter money to just shut up???? just to keep my mouth zipped up????(yea...i know...its actually really insulting to me...but i've got a  loudmouth..and i just cant help it!!!!so earning a lil money out of that wouldnt do me any harm..:P)..or which person in their right mind would get their child an ipod touch right in the middle of their 12th math board exam????so...as you can see....he's the bestest dad any teenage daughter could wish for!!!!

Like any dad...he's got his quirks..and one of the main reasons why I love him ever so dearly.....:)...He doesn't exactly talk that much...a very reserved type ...(unlike me ...just blasting into ppls lives like a crazy woman!!!)but if he does start actually liking a person...well...then he literally just bites their ears off!!!!he's a really sweet thing!!he really is!!!! but as every human ..he's got his flaws.....he just cannot remember peoples names nor routes!!!!nor is he good with faces....coming to think of it..he's just not good with people as a whole!!!!He thinks every other girl that comes to my house looks like seba....(cause she's my best friend and she literally lives in my house...:P)...i mean....he still has no idea about the route to be taken to go to the cinema even though hes been in kottayam almost all his life.....u see my point???

talking about the cinema....well...he just loves going to the cinema!!!any movie that comes out..let it be malayalam ..english....tamil..hindi ..or even friggin french!!!dont worry..he'll be there to watch it!!!and guess why he goes there????to sleep in the nice cozy ac they provide....it just makes it soo obvious that we dont have an ac at home or nor do we own a 46" led tv!!!!!!seriously papa!!!!I mean...who the hell goes all the way to delhi and pay 850 bucks to watch "Ra One"..(notice the double quotes..I mean that in every level of sarcasm!!) and just sleep off even before the opening credits start????who does that?????

He's the head of the family ...technically anyways..but we all know how it works..:P..Ma is like the whole head ,heart,soul and what not of the family and thus she is the only parent in the family and dad's just one of us...the unruly,out of control kid who just messes up everything!!!So...in short..my mom scares the living daylights out of all f us..(dad included..:P)..Not that my mom is this horrendous ,scary witch or anything...(I guess I'm not making things any better....am I??Shit!!!Ma might be reading this!!!Ma...I',m not implying anything!!!!Wat abt a free pedicure and let's just forget this even happened???What say???:D)..

Now..coming back to my kalla pandi...One of the things he loves the most is picking fights with Ma....and with me also...fights between us are solved before they even begin!!!he just has to smile at me and say.."forget na...we have the same birthday na..." when i see that chweet face of his..I just melt...But with Ma....It's more of a challenge..and boy does my dad love challenges...(who doesn't ??especially when they are sitting idle half of the year at home???)A few days of acting really sorry and innocent ....and well..he has her in the bag!!!I mean...who can stay mad at him for long???He's just too adorable!!!!


So..I guess I'm winding up...Sorry dad...I have loads more to tell..but then I guess I'll never stop...So..papa....After all the crap u had to put up because of me..all the evil experiments....my epic meltdowns...and well..need i explain more???..all I can say is...Thank you...for being there..through thick and thin....I know...all dads are supposed to be there...but I'm thanking you for being there for me as a friend and not as a dad....it means a lot to me....mwah!!!ur the bestest!!!!!

P.S. I have delivered your birthday gift on time..(okay!!!maybe a week later..:P)...But...I'm expecting mine soon..:)

My Bloody 95.6!!!!!!!!

I never thought I would ever be saying this but my 95.6 has officially screwed up my life....to make matters worse,its messing up Stevan's life....could i get more evil????but i guess this time...my evil plans..kinda backfired on me as well!!!!!:(

Still not getting how that bloody 95.6 is muddling up my life??well..lemme explain it to u.....me scoring a 95.6 was not something anyone expected......least of all... me!!!!!....cause i was like just hoping to cross a 90..just to make my parents happy...well..that aint how things turned out......wish it did though.....:/...so..because of that......that bloody 95.6..my parents think im this "super" genius..whose awesomely talented at scoring good marks..and will obviously be the topper in college...and all that sort of bull!!!!!!and here i am....just waiting to get into college..so that i can finally laze around.....not study for a while...have fun for once.....big plans!!!!all shattered by my parents expectations!!!!!!!!

asked my sis for advice....she just put the blame on me.....and well..she is right....who the hell asked me to score  good for my 12th boards???its not like i wanted to????so...i guess...ill just blame it on Him...:p....its not that bad though...it feels good telling other bujjis that...but among the normal people that i actually like...i feel like an outcast....:(....if..just only if...i had not got that...its too late to regret...the damage is done...but if i had given a bad impression in the beginning..then..i could have had fun in college..but thats not the situation now.....im constantly bugged by my parents to study..be the topper..and what not!!!!

The person whose going through even more torment than I am is none other than my dumb-ass brother Stevan...poor kid i must say....im actually feeling sorry for that ass....he's my dad's "black stallion"..apparently....sucker!!!!:P...my dad's expecting wonders from him...shine with the stars ...the limit of his success must be stars...and stuff like that!!!!because of that...my moms been behind him night and day... rampaging through his already messed up life asking him to do just one thing...BEAT ME!!!whereas he has just plans to somehow pass his boards...so..i guess ..my life aint half as bad as his...hmm..coming to think of it....i'm actually good....pretty lucky..so..i guess my plan hasn't backfired...not big-time anyways....so...as long as stevan is miserable...my plan is A ok!!!muhahahahahahaha..........

The Bestest Friend Ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Out of all my friends...I pick out my next victim....Unlike my totally gay or partially gay or goat like characteristics or BFF turned mortal enemy turned BFF friends.....I haven't got a title for this one...:(..But i guess there are no words to describe this gal cause she's one heck of a girl!!!!!!And her name is....drum roll please.....SEBA ANTONY!!!! aia know...I know...even i dreamt of a Selena Gomez or a Miley Cyrus or a Lindsay Lohan.....but I'm sadly stuck with this one...:(

Like I've met the rest of my kinky friends...we had a rough start...but i guess that's how any important event in the world of AWESOMENESS starts!!!!:):)....Of the five years of indescribable acquaintance, which started off with us being mortal enemies to totally inseparable...there is not one moment I would ever regret or wanna change cause it was totally OUT OF THIS WORLD!!!!!!We're totally different!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!She's like this unstoppable wild stallion who doesn't give a damn about what others think about her whereas I'm this kinda conservative ,studious , teacher's pet kinda nerd...People always wonder how we ever ended up being friends!!!Our friendship is the extreme definition of crazy!!!Our crazy ranges from stealing fruits form our tuition teacher's meighbour's house to publicly humiliating each other in buses to gifting farts as birthday gifts..;)..to going out with random people cause the other demands to...:)...

 But the bestest part of out friendship is that how much ever we bitch about each othert to the very next person we see....if someone tells tall tales about one of us...well..then the cards on the table change....We're like this unbeatable force that take down an army S*****I's!!!!!!:p....What I guess our friendship is most famous for is the innumerable number of treats we've given for the stupidest of reasons ranging from passing in all subjects to my ever so famous "chumma oru rasathinu" parties....:).. I'm pretty sure we've spent at least 10 k each on treats over the last 5 years...

And well..she has finally left to Bangalore today...I thought I could handle it ....but i guess I can't ...I'm really gonna miss her north Indian accent..her horrible taste in music...:p...and also in guys...;)..will miss all those sleepovers where we never slept......and all the crazy times we've had...But I have this feeling ...a pretty strong one....that this is not it!!!I can see another 30 to 40 years validity in our friendship...And I guess I can hold on to that hope...Well..I'll miss you a lot Seba...kudos to those five years and for the years to come...Miss you much...Muah!!!!!!

When Boredom finally strikes.........

Yes...Its finally here.....I can't believe it has arrived..so soon..when I'm still so young...Yes..Boredom...has come...and well...he's taken over me and now...I'M BORED!!!!!!!!!!! I never thought this day would come but sadly it has....:(...with all my friends in college and me stuck at home...i should have seen this coming...Dang!!!!

I tried taking the most obvious precautions....kept myself occupied...went for driving classes....learnt a drafting software..(I know...its totally NOT cool...but i was ready to do anything to avoid his arrival...:( ...)... shopping.....(and boy am i sick of it...)...fiddled with my i Touch...went for stitching ...(i guess i was really desperate...)..hung out with friends...(who are all currently in college...sigh!!)..and ..well..i cant believe i stooped soo low..but...I..was.....KINDTOMYBROTHER!!!!there i said it!!....But...it had to end one day..all of it!!!and well..this is "the" day....sniff sniff....:(....

Anywho..This blog is in protest....to start a new revolution....which would lead to a beginning of a  new era..a time when where no one would ever have a zero hour with "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named"...a time where no one would ever fall victim in His hands...ever again....and so...Here I am... calling all of you..all around the world...to join my army...."the Boredom Fighters"...to help rehabilitate the whole of humanity that has fallen prey in the clutches of  "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named"...And as the President of the"Anti-Boredom" campaign...I will set the first example....I will not get on FB for the next 3 days..as a sign of protest....as this is the social-networking site where He finds a large proportion of his potential victims.......So...who's with me??????????????


P.S. while your at it...name me some things I can do ?Cause I'm super bored...seriously??who would write a blog about boredom????:P

The Awesomest People in the World!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well...they're not exactly awesome..(except..maybe me...)but after all.. they're my best friends..and we're not the happiest lot of people..but i guess we're handling life pretty well......u can't exactly catergorize us into any particular group..u know...we aint the "cool" ones...neither the jocks...nor the super geeks...we're jus people form different strands of life who've teamed up to tackle our miserable lifes together....before i start describing all of them..(more on the lines of publicly humilating them..)i'll start off on how our friendship is...there is nothing much to say...but the most prominent factor that stands out conspicuosly is that ...well..i don't know how to make it any cleaner than this but...We clearly bitch about each other to the very next person to meet...obviously...u can't deny it.. can u??? just because I brought it out on paper ..doesnt mean its not the truth is it???but the best part of our friendship is..despite all our flaws and all the shit we've put each other through..we're there for each other at the end of the day..no matter what....

hmm..so whose life should i make miserable first???..well..i guess i'll go in alphabetical order...



So..there is Abhijith.....tall...handsome..(only he thinks of him that way..)..and a really fun person altogether..even though my attempts of trying to teach him English had miserably failed...but in the end of the day i'm sure he can stand on his own two feet flaunting a few English words here and there....:)...most of all ..he's the one who'll always be there when we really need someone for support...






Anupa!!!!!!need i say anything about her??????who doesn't know her for her brilliant acting as Emilia in Othello...and her disproportionate figure...man have I tried to turn her into a woman or at least close to a human being...and i guess my attempts are working...Well..more importantly... everything bad in the world keeps happening to her...(don't even think about..i haven't done any voodoo shit on her..).I mean..who the hell gets almost suspended for bringing a "chessboard"..and yes you heard me right..a chessboard to school???well..my explanation for all the shit that's been happening to her is that she was a warlock who used to kill a lot of frogs.. in her previous life..and so..i guess she pays the price now ....





Then there is Archana..although she has left our group..I'm sure she'll always be there in our hearts...(She's not dead.. touch-wood...She's just couldn't stand Kerala and moved off to Calcutta..)well...she's the most sweetest thing I've ever met in my life and I'm pretty sure that there ain't one person in school who hates her....well except for me..once...for a short period of time..maybe a few years..(just read my blog about her and u'll get the picture..)






Then comes Kuruvilla....need i humiliate him more than what i did in my last blog.??.but i must say..he's a good guy and an awesome friend...he possesses a special skill of somehow knowing the presence of a haute girl even if she's a mile away!!!!He had come all the way from Delhi..(having his fair share of girls there..)in search of new specimens but was sadly disappointed cuz the girls of kerala.....unlike the dumb ones in Delhi...cud kick his ass big time!!!so..i guess he's getting used to the idea of settling down to the status "single"...:)....





Then there's Megha...she's not what u wud call dumb..more along the lines of .."doesn't realize her presence on earth"....or what we malayalis can say as a lack of "bodham"...but she's one heck of a girl....totally fun!!!!sooo into the colour purple..(one of the reasons why i love her!!!!)..and doesn't exactly take no for an answer....she's more like a kid..really attracted by colors...one of the reasons why she turned down the iPhone and got herself the Samsung Corby..:)..




Next comes Nikhil....well...we started off on the wrong track with him having a huge crush on me...but the minute he understood the "real,self obsessed, obnoxious" me...well..he decided he thought wrong..so..everything was back on track...He's a real sweet guy...who loves soap operas as much as every girl next door.....whose had his fair share in video games,gadgets and what not..He's not really a talker and believe me we hardly detect his presence....i guess..its cause he likes to keep to himself....but besides that..he's one great guy who we can proudly call "friend"....






Next on the list is none other than Seba..the fashionista of our group...whose had a fair share in every type of clothing...(double quoting "every"...)..she has big plans for herself.....become someone like Manish Malhotra..and hold a brand under her name like Gucci..or Prada.....I guess she also has plans of pursuing a modelling career but sadly can't cause of her height..but i say...don't lose hope..Anupa will definitely have a solution for it the minute she's graduated out of MIT.....:)..... and moreover ..shes a fabulous dancer...in a nutshell..she's just multi talented...(except for the part where she doesn't get a word of math, physics or any of the "studies" related crap..but who needs it anyways..especially when your gonna be a world renown fashion designer???)..





Then there is chota Vishnu....stressing on the "chota" part cause he's really really short...no offence...but man is he one heck of a genius....he's what we can call the "bhujji" of our group...and he really works his ass off to retain that name....he's what you'd call an ideal friend....caring loving..always being there for you...and presumably the only one that doesn't bitch about the rest of us.....






well..last but still the most awesomest...."ME"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!As i have already mentioned..i'm a little self obsessed,,(okay..a LOT!!!) ...really obnoxious...more like the average teenage drama queen....i love makeup...and shopping ...and i guess almost everything in the world...it wouldnt be fair to the world if i called myself sweet...or caring ...or loving..cause i guess i'm not...but i'm still awesome!!!so i guess i can settle for that...:P....





so...this is our gang...we've all got our flaws....but the awesome bit of our realtionship is that we look past our differences..and keep doing what we do best.."being there for one another..."..

anyways...the results will be out in a few days..and then we'll go our separate ways..and i can't assure we'll all keep contact..but knowing we touched each others hearts for a brief period of time..I think.. itself is a big deal....

So..good luck guys...miss u much.....

My new "not that gay" best friend......

First of all...no offence Prasanth...your still my bestest "originally' gay friend...but i guess i found someone else as well...:)

well....to a lot of people he's known as John but to the totally cool people (me!!!duh!!!!), he's awesomely known as "Kuruvilla"....Well we've known each other for almost 2 years now.. and the thing that's so unique about him is that his thoughts mainly revolve around "underwear" and hence me declaring him "partially gay".....

from as long as i can remember...we been down each others throats for stupid stuff like "who's more girly ???" to more life threatening issues like "underwear".....lol....and ooo...hes an awesome pole dancer..(he claims to be so ..anyways...)and thats one those talents i am pretty sure he would jot down in his curriculum vitae....

now to the less embarrassing and way more sappier stuff.....well...he's one one the people i would call awesome!!(and i don't do that often....)..the twinkle in his barely open eyes reminds me of the stars in the sky..his triangular face, pale as the winter's moon...u know what?????i don't think i can do this.....i'm hyperventilating......in a nut shell...he's my bestest...awesomest...insufficiently gay...bff.....

P.S. kuruvilla ..u do realize this is a blog cum autograph that i've written..so..stop buggin me...lol...

The Pain in My Ass....

Meet Stevan...My younger brother..renown for his lame jokes and for being a pain in the ass...Even though he's 2 years younger than me, we're treated with equal respect in the family (translation:2 totally out of control teenagers goin thru puberty and whose "feelings" adults jus don't get..)And with no surprise...we fight like crazy..It was like WWF before and rite now that doesn't seem like solution (for me anyways..) to resolve our problems, so we've stuck to verbal actions includin the old rookie method of blackmail...

And abt carin' and lookin' out  for each other like normal brothers and sisters..well....PSSHH!!!!!Not even over our dead bodies is that ever gonna happen....these sort of things jus don't happen btwn ppl who even  divide the last skittle to the very last nanogram....But i gotta admit...Im aalways the one who picks the fight....I don't mean to do it intentionally (maybe a lil'...but that's not the point...is it????)...it's jus that my inherited skill of controlling any human who is smaller than me take over and before i know he's down on the floor begging for mercy...well..now these are just memoirs of an out of control ,drama queen ....:-(...

Now i just live a very sadistic life...why???cause my brother's over 6 feet tall and I'm like this puny little leech that just wont get off his back....why God???why??did u have to change my puny gay brother into a much larger gay brother??????well...now the only way to get back in the game is by learning some sort of mind controlling sutra...and well...after that...i'll be back to being the most evilest sister ever !!!!!!muhahahahahaha......

P.S. I'm not sure my evil plan of taking over the world oops...only my brother....will take place cause i'm off to college...but beware stevan...i do have an undercover spy...just wait...muhahahaha....

Farewell Archana...Au Revoir!!!!!!

After abt 6 years of turbulence in a relationship wat one could call "friendship" , i have finally christened archana with the title of "friend"...i know this sounds really pompous of me...but this is exactly how i feel...well..to be more precise...we first met in the 5th grade in a scenario where we were checkin out the same guy....this was when our first layers of friendship was molded...but after a year or so...we got into a fight...for some reason that seems very hazy now...(waaat????we were a bunch of kids...we didn't need a particular reason whatsoever to pick a fight...). Anyways...we just didn't talk to each other all throughout higher secondary..(i.e. frm 8th to 10th...)and through this time , i changed schools...and guess wat????she showed up in my new school...u cant even imagine the levels of animosity that i had reached.....it was like six degrees of aggravation in my head....i had almost split cause at the end i was facebookin everyone to stay away from that "monster who took away all sorts of happiness frm my life durin my junior schooling..."(wich...in a way is not exactly true...i mean....cant a girl do a little bit of fabrication of her true "inner" feelings????)Anyhow, she comes to "my" school and after abt a month or so and also a few minutes of wailing and pleadin for forgiveness (translation :she felt bad and she said sorry) we were back to bein bffs all over again...(i know that was quick but that's how things roll among girls....And when things got all"happily ever after", she has to leave.... and im like "wth??????????"after all i went through....she's just leavin...jus like that....i mean....she doesnt want to...but she's got her priorities.....and man did i start liking her again after a long time of hatred and anger......anyways...i'm really gonna miss her ....truly madly gonna miss her.....i dont know wat i would do without her the next grade...(those readin this.....dont get the wrong idea..all im tryin to say is...im really gonna miss her...)and i wish her all the best throughout the journey of life and i hope she makes the best of life....

P.S. i know this blog sounds waaay sappy compared to my previous ones....this tends to show that i do get a lil' bit senti at times.....and not that hard hearted ass i sound to be....

Things I would "LOVE" to get for my Birthday....

This blog is meant for my sis....who i heard is having a tough time deciding wat to get for my b'day....this cud also apply to PR as well as any other family member or friend who would love to get me somethin......I know this sounds more like demands than actually jus a few guidelines to get me somethin...but i do know that ppl rather know wat i wud want than jus get me sumthin i would totally loathe....So...in a more broad sense...this is meant for anyone plannin to get me anythin for my b'day......man...have i made ur life a million times easier.....so here goes.......

Option 1: Jimmy Choo Pumps......




Option 2: Cartier bracelets....



Option 3: Prada gogs...





Option 4: Gucci handbag.....

Option 5: Diva jeans.....

Option 6: Anything PURPLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


So...these are a few of the things i wud really appreciate if "anyone" acually got them for me....i know wat my sis mite be thinkin rite now..."Dream on Sofia....Not in this life anyways....." And even though I dont have the puniest chance of gettin any of the above.....I can still hope.....and it was also worth a shot!!!!!!

When Embarrasment meets Death....

Today was my day to emerge out of my cocoon as a pretty butterfly....I know...It doesn't make any sense...But this is tyhe way I feel when I wannna look pretty for an occasion.....Well...in a nutshell...it was my day to "Suit up!!!"...And I didn't turn out to look that bad either...With my purple shoes on, holding my purple bag...and wearing my awesome black dress...I was lookin' fab!!! (I know....I sound a lil' self obsessed...k...a LOT!!!!)Anyways...today was the day wen i wud bring my purple bag and shoes to the outside world...and i was pretty excited abt it...I had been waitin for this day for a loooong time..(translation:2 whole days!!!)It was my cousin's wedding...Things were goin' smoothly....till......that dreadful moment...that moment wen we bumped into Ranjini...(the female with the freakishly weird accent hosting "Idea Star Singer"..)She was supposed to be the bridegroom's classmate or somethin...Well....gettin to the point...my mom freaked out!!in the "I love you...you're my idol!!" kinda way...seriously...she should get a grip...I mean...it's not like she's Julia Roberts or sumthin...She's after all jus a T.V. host...Anyways...Here's part of the 2 min conversation we had...

Ma: Is that Ranjini????OMG!!!!!\
Moi: (Well..Duh!!!!!And she's rite...OMG!!!!Ranjini is sooo puny in person....)
Ranjini: Yes Aunty...How are you??
Ma: Well..I'm doin good....I love your show....
Moi: (Seriously ma...."I love your show"???Smooth move...Now she'll never figure
out that we..oops..i mean you don't belong to the lot of crazy fans...)
Ma: I watch the show only because you are there....
Ranjini: Laughing.....(in a "I get that a lot...." kinda way...)
Moi: (Ma...NOOOooooo...Kill me!!!!Kill me!!!She mite be thinkin we're a bunch of
losers...)
Ma: I mean...There were a lot of other hosts....But your still the best!!!!
Moi: (What's everyone waiting for???Where the hell is the executioner????It's abt time
they hung me!!!)
Ranjini: Oh!! Thank You Aunty..
Ma: My daughter loves your show too...(pointing at me..)
Moi: (What????I'm not dead???I thought I was jus goin through the recap of how
I strangled myself to death out of embarrassment...Oh great!!!I'm still very alive....And
to make things worse....Ranjini is starin at me as if she's waiting for me to
answer....Calm Down....Sofia....Jus nod and smile.....)I nod and smile...
Stevan pops in....
Stevan: Hey!!
Ranjini: Hi!!!
Stevan: OMG!!!This is soo weird....You look exactly like Ranjini from "Idea Star
Singer"!!
Moi: (Waat????Why God??Why???I promise to never ever conduct experiments on
Stevan anymore...Pinky swear!!!!!)
Ma: Dum Dum!!That is Ranjini....Anywyas...we gotta get movin'....Bye
Ranjini...Your awesome!!!
Moi: (The torture is finally over!!!I'm surprised that I made it out alive!!!)

Well....This was more than enough to tick me off...My purple day was ruined ...My "dignity" jus fell into a humongous puddle!!!The only thing I have in mind rite no is to pray...pray HARD!! that my mom never comes across another celebrity..ever again!!!

Why can't Men have their share of Pain???????

Here I am....stuck at home......becuz i'm pmsing so bad...that i cudn't even go to school....Ugh!!!!the pain....the agony....that i have to go through.....and all of such torture for me as well as to others for wat?????Well....i have no freakin idea!!!!!!I mean....Why is it that only women have to go through such trauma and misery????Jus becuz Eve gave the wrong apple to Adam doesn't mean that women as a whole should be included in this dilemma!!!! And why should everyone picture the story with Eve playin the villainess???? I mean...Who asked Adam to eat the apple in the first place?????It's not as if she stuffed it down his throat...she merely offered it.....He could have jus gone for the "No, Thank You..(I don't wanna go to hell!!!!)" excuse....But NOOOOOooooo....He had to eat it and get himself and Eve into big-time shit!!!!And the end result?????Women are made to go through a life time of suffering and affliction.....This jus seriously sucks to the core!!!!!!!!!!



Forget being a vulnerable school going teenager whose got her hormones springing into action at all the wrong times....but why should this "lifetime pain package" come along with googly eyes form the guys?????I mean...it's not like they don't know abt it or sumthin....But still..wen one of us are payin our "debt" back to God and they sumhow come to know abt it...they all jus gather aroung like a bunch of sissy girls and gossip abt wat i don't know wich is accompanied by the occasional gawkin at the victim as if she jus strangled someone to death in front of everyone...Seriously guys....you've gotta cut us some slack....I mean...you don't find us staring at you guys for every stupid thing you do....(wich happens abt every 2.54 mins...and there is nooo waaay that u can deny statistics....)

And wen you come to think abt it.....it's only women who have to go through all sorts of torment- the monthly PMS...labour pain..(and guys...jus because some female turned into a dude and then had a baby doesn't count!!!)the occasional heartbreaks... And even though men claim to go through all sorts of pain to bring food on the table.....to get those six packs into place....and all sort of other obnoxious stuff that guys do....well..guess wat????we've also tried out all those stuff..(atleast...a few of us..)And it ain't no big deal!!!

So...I'm still wondering why men haven't received their package of pain yet...(I mean...it was supposed to arrive abt a million years ago or so...i guess..air traffic....)so..i've come up with a better strategy of sharin our package with them.....by traumatizin them with all we have to say.....(wich by now they wud have guessed it to be a LOT!!!!!!)So girls....ATTACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

My Enemy Of The Day- My Sister

Today totally sucked!!!!!!!!!!I had brought my sister's (Sonia Thomas) engagement album to school today on high hopes that people would actually appreciate the infinitesimly small amount of good looks that i possessed....well....i was proven dead wrong!!!!!!!!forget appreciating me.....none of them even noticed my existence in any of the pictures.....and i'm like"OMG!!!!seriously?????can't anyone see the pretty young thing in the black dress???noo???u've got to be kiddin me!!!" all they had to say was "Your sister is soooooooooo gorgeous!!!!!! How cum u don't take up after her?????after all...ur family...."ugh!!!!!i know...i know...the purpose of the album is to highlight the fact that my sister is "engaged" to PR (who btw is my sister's fiance aka Prithvi..) ..but still...shudn't they be cuttin me some slack????after all...i'm a teenager...i have feelings....anyways...the only hope that i have rite now is the fact that my sister looked really grotesque at my age(no offense ...chechy...)and now she's turned into a butterfly...but for me....well..i'm already a small butterfly ....(i guess..)well..atleast a moth......so...in the future...i'll turn into this awesomely gorgeous chic with a size "zero" figure...well...this sounded better in my head...but now that its come out on paper ,(technically on the "white" screen) it jus sounds undoubtedly impossible...

Even though i seem like i'm big time "J" of my sister...i'm not....cuz i have all the time in the world to turn into a thing of beauty...but for her...this is it!!!!!after a few more years(don't worry chechy...aprrox. 10 yrs)...she's gonna start growin old....and then...it's my time to shine.....muhahahhahaha.......

P.S. I want all of you that are reading my blog to check out my sister's blog too...the link is: www.random-thoughts-jotted.blogspot.com..she's the bestest !!!!!!

My Mom's New Boyfriend,,,,

well.....one day..one of my aunts come up to me and she's like,"You know wat????Word's been around that your moms havin an affair with some young man.."well.....so..i guess a lot of my people havent seen my dad around with a wig....i know..i know...i shudve named the blog "My dad's new wig" or "Dhathri oil actually works!!!!!"...but this was more eye catchin!!!anywyas...my dad got his new wig like abt 4 to 5 months back...he felt like he was doin nothin with his life...so he decided he could look young...and he didnt do a bad job either...at first he really looked bad...but then as time passed by...we got used to the feelin...well..now its come to a point where my dad wud rather be seen naked than be seen without the wig....that "thing" is on him day and nite!!!!i do miss the old him...but the new look on him is not bad at all!!!at ur first look..u'll be like "there's sumthin new on him...", but u'll never figure it out....now that the baldness is out of the way frm his mission to youth....now the only things left are a lot of plastic surgery here and there and a very enervating workout to get back in shape...so..i guess by the time he's 60..he'll get that perfect "john abraham" look.....

and i would like all u ppl to know that ive written this blog after constant bugging by my dad(wich in one way earned me abt 100 bucks....but u get the point...) day n nite for abt two weeks....so..this blog is dedicated to him and to his "wig" for always being there for me...

love u dad...loads.....

My Experiments With Anupa.....

hmm...after weeks of continuous pestering frm my english teacher and some of my friends to take sum action against anupa...oops...i mean on anupa(who by the way is my bff) to turn her into a dignified lady....i finally decided i wud make my first move by observing her...well...it didnt turn out to be fruitful at all...but it did amuse all of us...

AIM:-
To transform Anupa into a dignified lady.

OBSERVATIONS:-

Day 1:

2:43 pm:Slight mouth movements similar to a cow chewing cud.Then a mighty muhahaahahha...

2:44 pm:After a few more noises and cud chewing...oops...she's punished by the the teacher.Therefore, she's standing. Wondering why everyone's staring at her.

Conclusion: The specimen seems to get utterly disturbed every 10 seconds...and reactions seem to be very vigorous.And also she loves chewing grass.

2:53 pm: Oddly quiet.well....wait for it....hah!!!there comes another muhahahha....

2:57pm: Well the specimen is smiling at me.and she's calling me over to come over to the back bench. I am getting scared.

3:00 pm: English teacher enters classroom. Entire classroon busy discussing abt how to use the P.E (potential energy) that the specimen possess for the good of mankind.

3:10 pm: Specimen seems to be very still...hmm...Thats weird.Well..that didnt last long..the specimen had come up front to my place and arghh!!!!!..the scratching..... the pain...the agony....it is attacking me....i guess it has figured out abt my little experiment..well..to my relief..she got distracted..good thing she's got a short attention span...At the moment, she's quarelling with the boys.....This reminds me of the rampaging of dinosaurs in Jurrasic Park.

Conclusion:Sitting still for at least 2 mins is against every nerve in her body.

3:20 pm:The specimen's battery seems to be very low...i guess it's shutting down...no movements can be observed..Word's around that it has been tranquilized..Kuruvilla's beside me mathematically trying to prove that the specimen needs to meet up with a psychiatrist....OMG!!!!!!LHS=RHS!!! He's finally proved it..Now someone just has to volunteer to take her over to the psychiatrist....

Conclusion: In order to turn the specimen into a lady...firstly it has to be mentally be turned into a homo sapien...

RESULT:

The experiment is a failure as no one is ready to do the procedure....

My Gay Friend....

i know..this sounds awkward....gay dudes in kerala....in kottayam...and that too..in high scool...well..he's not actually gay.....he jus acts funny...and he's also my bffe(best friend forever and ever.....)...he was the one who introduced me to the world of disney...u know...selena gomez...miley cyrus...blah blah....and i was the one who introduced him to the world of cars..and things more guyish...well...we've been in the same school for like abt 4 years...but we've been close friends over the last year ....after the tenth board exams...wen we both had practically nothin to do...so..we spent our entire holidays....makin fun of each other...and teachin each other stuff we were supposed to know abt the same sex....lol..and after school started...well..prasanth changed a lot....A LOT!!!i mean....he was more outgoing.....girls started noticin him...and all....becuz of me....i guess i taught him how to act more straight than gay.......i know he'll be hatin me for wat iv'e been writin abt him,...but i do know....he'll be thankin me deep down....at the bottom of his heart thats filled with "ideas on how to get selena gomez to notice him", he'll be secretly thankin me... thankin me hard for turnin him into a guy...and also turnin him from a loser to a chic magnet...well...i've also got a lot to thank him for....for preventing me from further experimentation on my bro on wich i had high hopes to finally prove he's a girl ( i know...i have a huge obsession to prove that guys also have a feminine side..),thank him....for rockin my holidays....and also for being my best friend....

P.S. I completely forgot...his name is Prasanth...(hah!!!u thought...i wud forget that?????)

Missing someone too much....

well...we all just know the feeling of letting someone too close to u go....there are a few who have experienced it...well....it was my first time ....wen someone very dear to me left...but i did know she was going..but till the moment she left it was fine...but after that i had an emptiness within me.... because i have preoccupied myself with studies right now...it doesn't hurt much.....well....she was the one who used to help me out in everything...she was the one who taught me the abc's of fashion.....she was the one who helped me with my assignments at school.....she was the one who comforted me at the times of distress....she was the one who supported me wen i felt that i was useless......she was the one who brought some spark into my borin' life.... she was my second sister........she was my neighbor...Neethu...(chechy.....in case she reads this some day...)well....someone came into her life...so we had to drift apart.....i just couldn't stick on to her like a bug as i used to...

well...its no use searching for solace thinking she'll be back one day...the only thing i can do is hope that such a good friend like her crosses my path once again cuz it's very hard to find such friends like her..........

So since i have flushed out all my "deep" emotions, the only thing tat i have got to say to all u guys out there in my situation is:
"Move on Man!!!!!!!"