Ho Ho Ho!

Yes, its that time of the year where almost everyone I meet is in festive spirits wherein me myself is in the heights of that. Time to rewind back and check if the year has been good to you. Or rather if everyone is been good to you or vice versa  or even better if you have been good to yourself.. :)
Christmas is finally here. :) Decorations   and  Christmas songs everywhere. I personally check on my friends around the world to find out what they  have been up to. Oh yes whomever I got in touch with have been good. Thanks for that...

2015 was good to me. My first job in Australia and all  .. been good so far..

When i think about the old times of celebrating Christmas the plum cake comes to mind which my mom's  mom gifts us every year. After celebrating it in our own home we usually  head to Grandam's place the next day. She would have bought  a plum cake from the near by bakery for us.I have been to so many countries and have tried their best cakes but sadly nothing matches up to the taste of that cake. This year when I ate Panatone i thought it would  be somewhat same as  what I felt while  eating her cake , but in vain.I tried in the local German bakery too. Next time I visit her place(sans my Grandmom as she is no more) I should try and find out if that bakery is still running.

In my Grandmom's place the Christmas star would be placed in a mango tree which used to be in our courtyard . As far as I can remember the star was always red in color or gold.The inner peace I used to get while staring at the star while spending time with my cousins there.. aah  What a Bliss!!!

That reminds me of my cousins... Our cousin gang  consisting of mostly males and  2 of us girls. I still remember how my elder brother used to fool us 2 girls in the early days of playing cricket. Like when I was may be 7 years old and my cousin sis was like 10. While playing cricket I would most certainly be the opening batsman and my cousin sister  the second. With no surprise to us we would mostly be clean bowled in first ball or the second. That was the tactics employed  by the captain so that then both of us girls would field religiously after getting out in the proper way and be honored to be in the opening line.  We didn't question our captain until we grew up to be clever enough to understand his captaincy tricks.Sometimes I attribute that male nature in me is because I grew up with these morons... ahhaha

These cousins of mine.. accompanying them everywhere.. climbing trees.. jumping into ponds.. Playing war.. Playing cards.. Assuming our dog as a horse and riding on him..(the dog almost bit me once).

My primary and high school was a girls only school . That dint help me subside this excited nature in me why because I was  my friends'  protector and taking care  of them from  eve-teasers  from the near by boys' only school and replying back to these guys in the same coin. 

Almost the same atmosphere while doing my graduation.4 girls and  36 guys in my class.Coming to think of it , i was never a girly girl.. If at all I decided to be slient like  a girly girl would normally be , it would be treatd as  sheer arrogance by my friends and  not as the silence which a pretty damsel usually  have. I tried it quite a few times but failed miserably. hahahaha

Off late its almost the same when I go clubbing with my girls and  I cant drink cuz I need to drive them back or I need to have a watchful eye around so that no problems occur to us whatsoever. Not that I am complaining of it, but at times I do think if someone was there to take care of me so that I could care less .

Ouch!! the topic has drifted apart from the original topic  as I intended it to be.
 
Wishing everyone a Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.. Stay Blessed!
See you all in Next Year!

Sorry

If I could ever track that person again, All I would tell him is “I am sorry”. I am sorry for being rude. I am sorry for being judgmental. I am sorry from the bottom of my heart.

This happened when I was living in Bangalore. My mom had sent me a courier from Kerala. I was impatiently waiting for this courier as it was something important. That time I was going through a down phase in my life. Snapping at everything and everyone was kinda helping me to free myself from the stress.

Back to the incident, he had phoned me to ask for guidance to locate my apartment and I snapped at him and said he can find that on the envelope. After say 20 minutes he dint arrive so I called him .With a humble tone he said, ‘Ma’am, I am drinking water from a shop and I will arrive shortly.” I was like what the hell! He is gone to drink water when his at most priority was to deliver me the stuff. I grew impatient. I raised my voice at him saying to come fast as I am waiting down my apartment and its hot summer Blah! Blah.I gave him a piece of my mind..

After sometime I saw a very old person in his modest bike wandering and searching for a location. It occurred to me with a sense of guilt that he might be the courier person and I stopped him. He was indeed the courier guy. I was expecting  the delivery guy maximum to be in his 40s .I never ever expected him to be so old may be older than my father. He was weak. He was thin. He had all the right reasons to drink water in that hot summer. After all, at that age he was still working to earn a livelihood. I felt as a smallest thing on earth when he told me the street no in the address is wrong on the envelope and he was searching for me in the adjacent street, that’s why he could not locate me earlier.He was right. My mom had written wrong street no in the address.  With that note he drove off  after giving me my stuff and I just looked at him without saying anything.

I am sorry for that rude behavior!!

The Globe

I had to write this post here so that even if it gets erased from my memory when I check this space it gets refreshed .  And that's the exact reason of our blogging. Going with the tag line of IndiBlogger  I must say  that We blog, Therefore we are :) 
Yesterday I took my  son who  is 3.6 years old for enrolling into pre-school. The time to enroll was  from  6.30 PM to 7.30 PM. Considering its winter and the sun sets at 5.25 PM it was pretty much dark  out there and if you know the Australian street lighting it is not very great . I drove to the school watching Mars and Venus near to the Moon in the sky .
Yes it is some  kinda advantage of living in the Southern Hemisphere.You get to witness an amazing sky in the night.I am a stargazer. I mean I wanted to be one at least.
As soon as we entered, the person did welcome us with warm greetings. While marking our attendance  she casually asked if we are of  Italian ancestry seeing my son's Surname. (I can be pretty sure it is only by the Surname and not with our looks nor because of our skin color..LOL).
The first thing  my son noted  that there was a  desk globe. He walked me towards it and rotated it and pointed at Australia.. DUH! Not India nor Dubai. It had to be Australia. Well I am OK! I am merely saying what happened yesterday.
Then he started playing with trains and cars. Well almost all the children were playing there. It was well equipped with so many toys and learning materials.I enrolled him and I was told the classes will only start in January next year

While driving back home I asked him whether he liked his pre-school

"Yes, I liked the globe and the cars. Not the school"   He answered..

Ramadan

Its always been the case with me or rather with everyone that is when we are away from something we tend to value it a lot.

June 18th marked the beginning of Ramadan 2015. Am I fasting ? No. Am I in Dubai? No.But still everyday morning at work  I check gulfnews.com quite religiously  to keep a check on whats happening in and around Dubai during Ramadan.

Last year I persuaded my colleagues to go for Iftar and we all went for it .The reason being that  I knew it would remain as 'The Iftar' and I wanted to cherish it for sometime till I get another chance to have Iftar in Dubai 

I landed in Dubai in Oct 2008 and I remember it was Eid-Al-Adha sometime in Dec 2008. I was greeted by the lady next door and that was when I realized it was a festival that day.
Following year I learned how religiously people follow Ramadan in Dubai. I learned about it more when I started working for Emirates Airline in 2010 Aug .

If prompting someone to break their fast is a sin then I have sinned :). We 3 at work got into his(the one who broke his fast) car ,drove to Deira City Center , got Burgers from Burger King ,came back to the parking lot and ate a lot sitting in his car. I still remember his agonized face because during Iftar the same day he had to act all hungry and thirsty  while breaking the fast around his family. Yeah I take all the blame ...:)
 
Moving out of Dubai has definitely created  a vacuum somewhere in me. Seeing my Facebook friends' post about this year's Ramadan makes me wanna jump into that vacuum and sulk sitting there all the day. But I need to move on and thrive in this emotional unbalance for my own betterment.

Take Care!

Chronicles

I am not going to mention when this happened. But it happened during my college times.

All in my class were excited to host the welcome party for the juniors. Minor raging and friendly talks were allowed with juniors and me and a girl friend of mine took the sinful pleasure of terrifying them (It’s a sad fact that we were terrified when confronted the juniors) with occasional bullying and intense staring.

The much awaited Fresher’s Welcome party arrived. For time pass we were hunting for good looking chaps among juniors you know just in case :) . And my eyes were struck on this tall cute guy. He was seated write opposite to me. To my amusement he was also grinning at me. Both of us were enjoying the reciprocation we were getting in the same level from him.  The grinning and eye contact went on till the formal addressing finished. During the dinner time, he walked up to us and introduced himself. Our excitement grew further when he striked a conversation and asked me

“Are you the one who is dating my friend, Mr. “X”.

I said “Yes”

He: “I was his junior in school and I knew about you. Hence wanted to talk to you”.

My grin disappeared instantly and I vanished into thin air almost at the same moment.

During the entire juniors program I forgot I was dating Mr. X and my junior reminded me in a way that I wrote this post about the whole incident after a decade…

Stay cool.. :)

After All, Why Me?

With a broken heart and a sad face, I asked my friend after all these, Why me ?

He did not utter a word. But he answered my question with his eyes and it said

"That's life, Sweet Heart!"