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!"

I chained my daemons  all the while only to  be met by your daemons...
I saved  my kisses all the while only to be kissed by you...
I saved  my hugs all the while only to be hugged by you...
Here I am still waiting for you...

A Dream Come True- Chemban Vinod Jose

I have been wanting to pen down something about my brother for a long time. The feeling got severe ever since his Malayalam movie 'Sapthamashree Thaskaraha' announced to be a major hit.  And the success was followed by another hit which is 'Iyobibnte Pusthakam'. It is very painful fact that I could not get to watch both the movies yet.  As of now I am waiting for the DVD release.Blame it on  the fact that 'Me residing in Adelaide,Australia' .

Yes 'Chemban Vinod Jose' is my elder brother.  We are 3 siblings  Vinod ,Deepa & Ullas. Ever since I can remember I can relate to his passion for movies. I have a vague memory of him taking myself to watch the  Hindi movies  'Sholay' and  'Dance Dance'. Considering the fact that ,Angamaly did not have 'Releasing Centers' it should be somewhere in 1988 or 1989. Our 'Amma' had gone to visit her parents in the nearby town and gave myself to 'Chettan' to take care of. (I call him as 'Chetta' and all my cousins call him 'Vinodetta').He wanted to make use of the time and took me as well to watch the movie.

And the repercussions of watching 'Sholay' with him was funny .I was Baldev Singh at home . My hands were tied , my brother enacted cutting my hands. Lol :) . And the songs 'Agaya Agaya' and 'Zooby Zooby' still lingers in my ears.

He was active in the 'Alter Boys' in the church and he won prizes for music competitions ,That was in his teenage years.My brother and I too have danced together for various church activities. 

Years went by. The passion for movies also grew with us. Almost everyone in our family are movie maniacs. But the passion in my elder brother was deeply engraved than us. Most of my cousins & we 3 siblings  moved to Bangalore for studies.

He only introduced myself to the World Cinema. I watched 'Kwaito Tsotsi' , 'City Of God' and 'Ameros Perros' with him.

He got his break through the famous Director 'Lijo Jose Pellissery' the son of noted actor 'Jose Pellissery'. They were friends from Bangalore. I too even knew Lijochettan through my brother.
Finally they made it through one of the major hits in Malayalam Movie Industry  'Amen'. 

My whole point  writing in this Article is to let know everyone that I am very proud of him.
Here attaching a picture of us which was taken during my Engagement. :)

Yet Again Christmas Time...

So the year 2014 went off so fast. This was the year with so much of turmoil and confusions in my life.I took the most challenging and heartbreaking decision in my life in this year , read it as 'Moving To Australia.'
Being in Dubai for more than  half a decade , I had got used to the whims and fancies of Dubai. Its a irony that most of the time while being in Dubai I  blamed the place by comparing it with Bangalore .
But this year changed it all. I irrevocably fell in love with Dubai.May be the twists and turns happened in this year or may be because I made a lot of new friends.Whatever may be the reasons, the damage of loosing myself to Dubai was irreparable. 
Coming to the life in Adelaide, its laid back and beautiful, but boring as well. Compared to the working class life style of Dubai, here people are having a laid back country side living . I lived in the hills and I was awestruck at the silence of the place. Like my friend said 'The only sound you hear sometimes is your own heartbeats '. That is indeed the atmosphere here.
And people here are very friendly. In the initial weeks , I felt a bit annoyed by being smiled and greeted  at everywhere be it in the bus,shopping mall etc.
It will take some time before sinking in here. And in this hemisphere, December comes in summer season so is Christmas. :(.. 
But the Christmas decorations and the atmosphere is totally different from what I have seen in Dubai or in Bangalore. 

So its again the year end . A time to wind up some things and bring in the fresh seasons in life.The New year comes with new hopes and new aspirations. May it be the best for everyone out there..

Season's greetings to all....

Kiss

"Stephen kissed me in the spring,
 Robin in the fall,
 But Colin only looked at me
 And never kissed at all.

Stephen's kiss was lost in the jest,
Robin's lost in play,
But the kiss in Colin's  eyes
Haunts me night and day."

--Sara Teasdale

Lazy Sundays

When I take a memory trip down my childhood all the Sundays are irrevocably attached to eating beef.I can never associate a Sunday without Beef.After attending Sunday classes  in church we come home with the fervent hope of eating beef and rice.I think I realized and exhibited frustration for the very first time in my life on Sundays where there was no meat. Blame it on the carnivorous genes in my family.
As we grew older, the frequency of having beef was every other alternate days.. And other days it was fish. I cant imagine a single day where there was no beef or fish.

After I shifted for my studies to Bangalore for the very first time I learned that cow slaughter is religious thing and none of my friends  eat it.  I remember one day I got beef to eat with lunch when Swati (who is a Shiva devotee) asked what is it I said 'it is Mutton' so as to not make her feel weird or something.She stretched her hand towards my lunch box to taste some and I immediately apologized and informed her that Its beef. It took lot of time for me to adjust with that but eventually I started liking Chicken

Now I can survive without eating it for months.I can even survive without eating non-veg food  for months. I never thought I can change that part in me ,but it did..Nothing is constant! Everybody is a victim of changes!!

Football World Cup 2014

Its like all of a sudden I woke up from a deep sleep only to realise that football World cup is just a few weeks away. I am one of that kind who turns to become a football fan only when there is a World cup. So I inevitably become a fan once in 4 years. And this time its in Brazil.. yayayay!!! . And I will support a team which has more good looking players. Yes  I am crazy. I know...

Last time it was in SA with Shakira full on.. :) .. I am yet to see this time's official song.
I can remember the events starting from  1994. I remember having a T-shirt with the World cup in 1994. In 1998 it was my first year in Pre-degree where seniors ragged me and asked me to sing 'Un,dos,tre'.. :) ..  2002 I was doing my Bachelor's degree second year and couldn't even watch a single match as we were not allowed to watch television in the hostel. I was staying in a convent hostel and we almost lived a nun's life. 2006 I remember having a conversation with someone through smsing about the whole thing.

And last time in the year 2010, I had come here to Dubai to attend a few job interviews and whenever we switched the television on there was Shakira's belly..And now here I am in the year 2014 writing this very own post and at the same time introspecting my decision to move to Australia...

What would I be doing in the year 2018? Would I be active in this space? Alive and kicking?