Musings of a mermaid

Please hold your thoughts before you come to some conclusion. This post is no way suicidal. Just got bogged down today after missing my train by whiskers to attend one my bestie Mahathi's wedding. This is an aftermath :) Kalpana's blog post inspired me to mull over the subject of death.  I try to emulate her and subscribe to her opinions. Copied her post title blatantly for lack of my creative thinking. If I knew I would die in some days/weeks, I wish to lavishly spend all my savings travelling extensively. Idyllic Switzerland is one of my favourite destinations, thanks to Sound of Music climax which made me fall in love with Europe (I can see you wondering if I don't want to leave anything for my children/grand children). If I am all dandy I wish to trek during the course or relax in God's own country Kerala. Having lost Priya to Leukemia and Bala Attimber to Kidney failure ( miss you guys ) I wish any iota of money left (aka Insurance) to be given to organizatio...

Why do I feel so lost? When I talk to a person only to realize their concentration is on music on the FM radio When I chat with a person only to realize they are busy sprucing up their farm or city or fish tank When we have dinner together only to find they are engrossed in watching a movie than asking how was your day Why have I rejected something that I have always wanted though it came in a different flavour, color and texture? For good or worse? Why do I expect everyone to acknowledge things the way I want it ? Why am I smiling superficially when my heart cries internally? It feels like everyone is around, but no one to give a patient hearing, no one to pat my back, no one to reveal my emotions with. You find yourself in a market place with people of different ages around, the kids chirping, elders busy shopping yet I long for spotting someone very familiar to me, who would come running towards me with a ear to ear smile and ask me my whereabouts. *This post is pa...

Paper wraps rock Rock crushes scissors Scissors cut paper If I may ask which of them is strongest what would you answer? Rock? but paper covers rock Paper? but Scissors cut paper Scissors? but Rock crushes scissors All of them are unique and strong in their own ways. Its just the perspective. Just because you don't qualify in some top notch company's interviews does not mean you are not strong. You are unique and will definitely fit in some place. Don't give up. Good luck. Post verbatim Karthik . Thank you for cheering me and having confidence in me.

Every time I go home the first thing that catches my attention is our family photo frame perched above the T.V stand. The feeling of holding it brings me the memory of all the things that happened when that picture was taken. I touch it gently and think of how different or similar people in the family pic look and can’t help smiling. Quiet a few pictures neatly arranged in an album carefully preserved in a suitcase; every photo counts. I remember telling my dad to ask the photographer to take another snap when the print came out for my 10 th standard application, that it looks like a mug shot and I am not going for it especially for my board exams but no retakes! Every time I skim through the album I spot something new and the joy it brings cannot be expressed. Trying to give the best smile, wearing the best dress, awaiting the photo print is all I can think of. Now that I own a digital camera I click a picture for no reason. I sometimes overdo it, dump it s...

H arini tagged me to write about eight weird/arbit things and tag eight people to do the same. Not pretty good at writing one. Here goes my list : 8. I want to write a mobile virus which spreads via MMS/bluetooth or through a game via trojan and install a key logger and track other's activities . 7. I make somersault in slumber. There were several instances when I knocked myself against the wall slipped from the cot and rolled under the bed. I used to use my sister's hand as pillow and put my legs on her. Poor her :P. 8. I like reading children story books. I still love reading Roald Dahl’s collections, Alice in Wonderland, Heidi and Daddy Long Legs. I love watching Tom and Jerry too.Makes me feel nice :). 6. I make weird faces when am not comfortable talking to some people so much so that at times I just give them a stare and embarrass them especially when they have this put on accent. 5. I love spoonerisms so whenever I goof up I attribute to spoonerism.{ It is kisstomary to ...

Today I felt like Blogging.I am not blogging because its 'almost' impoverished but because I do not feel like doing anything per se. I had classes from 8:30 in the morning(on weekends too :( ). I have loads of assignments to do,some stuff to study but did not feel like doing anything.Was just tired.I just sat by the side of window. I was thinking about the conversation me,my Chittappa,his friends and Appa had about the city where we spent our formative years. I got involved in their talk. What's in a street name you might ask.There is lot if street names in Secunderabad are anything to go by. Read on.. The Raj that shaped much of what is today's Secunderabad,giving it its cosmopolitan touch and distinctive feeling,still lives on.If not in the ethos ,atleast in street names like McIntyre Road,James Street,Ronald Ross Road,King's Way and so on.. True political whims more than cultural or patriotic reasons have buried most of the names under tar.But those that surviv...