sOmeBoDy StOp Me...!!: Big BRO::BIG PesT!(synonym??)

sOmeBoDy StOp Me...!!: Big BRO::BIG PesT!(synonym??)

Big BRO::BIG PesT!(synonym??)

When the tiny,cute little me(babies re cute!)was born in this BIG BAD WORLD....never did i realise i was bestowed with a Big Brother..a pest to many a sister
like me!!
Just like any other sibling wars....ours have also crossed the likes of "Fear Factor"
games.(minus..the yucky potion drinking kinds...)
I still remember some instances in school....when he had to bear the brunt of many a staff,mom,dad becoz of the little me!
For instance, till about fifth standard, my brother had to cater to me during the lunch break sessions...irrespective of whether he is really hungry or not!!(i relish those moments!!)
So,one afternoon....during the lunch recess...when he started eating without me..he was rudely interrupted by one of the teachers and asked to wait till i came!!
During our card games(hugely popular among my cousins), i used to be this young , spoilt brat who could never accept a defeat in a game.So,if i lost by any chance, my bro and cousins had to keep playing till i won!!
He had endured a torn shirt(courtesy : me),sudden toilet lights switch off(when he is inside!)and much more.Now,on my side.....i have endured a fall(from a cutie yellow chair i used to love)...due to his funny,irritating acrobatics!Hes broken my fav bracelet and given me dark room scares(to say the least).My cousins were much more merciless when it came to scaring the little me in a dark room.

As i look back to those times, i cherish every single moment!!And, as i look up to my bro now...u know watt...iam glad i have him in my life..!!

On a concluding note, iam glad hes got in a great inclusion into our family-my bubbly sis in law....and thats one thing..iam sure really happy about!!way to go bro...


Hes definitely been the BEST PEST in my life and aint i glad for that!!

mUSIc of the mOMent.....

Everytime...i open raaga or its counterpart...this is watt..i listen to...atleast four times...

http://www.musicindiaonline.com/l/10/s/album.4563/

The song.."i love u o sayyoni"....is my song of the moment!!peppy and soothing..at the sametime...
the drums..are the highlights of this himesh song...

DUBAI-"kochhu keralam"

Dubai..Tall glazed buildings..multi-storeyed flats...blazing sun..crowded streets..an indian face every corner...and a mallu voice echoing in almost every business enterprise!!
Though i spent just a day in dubai....she(dubai) mesmerized me with her arabic essence filled buildings,sun kissed beaches, luxury hotels,"air-conditioned" bus stops,and a mouthwatering array of multi cuisine restaurants.Its truly a "hot-spot" tourist destination after my very own..."kerala".
The moment we reached dubai, my cousin thankfully took us to a restaurant called "NAALU KETTU"..which signifies a "Tharavadu veedu"(ancestral home) in malayalam.True to its name, the restaurant was a hub of the entire mallu population in dubai...My cousin seemed to know almost every face in the room...As we hungrily dug into "chappathi and pozhicha kozhi",(highly recommended by my cousins wife!)...i realised how much the malayalees had learnt to accept "Dubai" as their "kochhu keralam".
Dubai displayed prosperity,flourishing enterprises,busy life styles,fascinating people, in every street...The looming "AL-JAZEERA" luxury hotel has a state of the art helipad cum tennis court on its terrace...facing the emerald coloured sea.The entrance fee to the hotel itself was about 100 dinars.(1 dinar=12 indian rupees).

The dubai visit concluded with an amazing twilight rustic boat ride.

As the boat reached the bank, i saw indian junta(most probably labourers), sitting cozily on stone platforms located near the bank, who seem to have come to the Dubai in search of riches,with a dreamy look in their eyes...
or .. maybe it was a "longing look in the eyes"...thinking about their near and dear ones....back in india....

NOTE:

Pozhicha kozhi means "fried chicken" in malayalam.
Kochhu Keralam...in malayalam means "Tiny Kerala".

I happen to hear that the working condition of the labourers in Dubai was pathetic and that they were subjected to harsh treatments.

Mid-Air Friendship!!

This happened on my flight from New York to Dubai....It was a "fully packed" flight...and i was happy to have got the window seat!!(window seats have always been an obsession for me...be it in a train,bus or plane!!.....and i remember the innumerable fights with my bro for the elusive window seat!!)
So...having settled comfortably on my seat...i was hoping that i could make the person who is gonna sit near me exchange his or her seat with my brothers fiancee....
Then she came...a serious looking woman...wearing a traditional muslim attire..( a bhurkha..did i get it right??)...walking towards the seat next to me.
She had an irritated look..and gave me a kind of unfriendly stare!!I was like...what a snob!!Iam gonna be doomed sitting next to her for the next 13 hours..!!
Then..to my surprise, she started a conversation with me.She was like.."where are you from?? whats your name??...the usual ice-breaker questions...and i was amused to hear her name.."NADAH". she was from syria.She was like..."RAMYAH"(the ones which end with an "AH"..signify feminity in the arabic language)..sounded like an arabic name!!Then we started chatting like "long lost" friends...i asked her about the significance of her attire..She was like....the bhurkha is worn to conceal a womans beauty and protect herself(well..i did know this before..but was surprised to find a woman living in the US for 13 years still wearing it!!and she looked like a 30 year old woman...).She was proud of her culture..and yet she seemed to have adapted so well to the fast-paced American life.

Then she revealed that she was actually going back home....as there had been a death in her family.Her eyes revealed the pain and sorrow...she felt...i didnt want to question her further...about the death....
To my surprise, she herself offered to exchange her seat with my brother fiancee...as she had observed my initial hungama to change seats.....
She quietly moved on...as i realised that "first impressions need not always be the best impressions"!!and...that i had made one more friend...
Even though, our conversation was shortlived...i sincerely wish..everything is fine with her....

Subway...in My Besant Nagar....!!

So...chennai is going the "SUB" way.......
Now, will the Subway...beat the "popular" hang outs like "shakes and creams",planetyumm,cozzee(me talking abt bessie area hang outs..)??
Got to wait and watch....
The prices of the SUB are sky rocketing.....might hit hard on the chennai pockets..
and people will definitely think twice before spending 94 rupees for a mere 6 inch veggie sub!!
The menu here is tailored for the desi taste...with the "paneer tikka" sub..."kali mirch"..."veggie kabab" sub...now thats impressive...with three bread varieties...
I went for the paneer tikka sub...and it was yummy and filling...though toasted a bit too hard...had a tough time digging into the sub...
Maybe its the desi culinary mentality..to roast anything (be it roti,pappad,chicken)till it turns "almost black"...!(note:my roomie would say that iam biased...coz she has seen me only "burning" food...in our kitchen...!!)...
Anywayz...coming to the point...i see youngsters flocking to the "SUBWAY"...and making it the next fav "HANG OUT"...
The good point is ....the "SUB" is a healthy food...but how long its gonna survive??..Well,maybe until the "Bennigans" arrives.....
On a finishing note,be it in the US or in chennai, i would anytime prefer a plate of hot dosa...served with my fav onion chutney..!! mmmmm...and i neednt go anwhere outside to have them....my mom's the best in making them!!

Blog??err...a virus??

This was my first reaction...when i heard the term "blog"...!!Not until i read some issue of young world...when i realised what blogging actually meant!!My friends,cousins had already become expert "bloggers".....and i used to wonder...how did they ever get the time inspite of their busy schedules.....
Now,i had refrained from bloggin...because of my inherent laziness....(i was never so BUSY!!)
But now, back at home.....visting mom,dad after a span of one and half year......walking through the familiar streets of my good old chennai.....i feel like holding on to so many events,thoughts...that i feel dear to.....
ok...ditch it!!have never been good at senti talk.....so here goes.. IAM BORED NOW...AND AM GONNA BLOG....ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING UNDER THE SUN......!!