tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-107213882009-02-21T18:50:46.971+05:30Says me!divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.comBlogger40125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-75926224007108245672008-10-27T18:17:00.002+05:302008-10-27T18:25:42.402+05:30The end...So, that's it. I have been not posting anything for so many months now. Can't go into the reasons now (which are too many). Anyway, I just wanted to formally announce the close of my blog. This is the end at inblahblahmode.<br /><br />Maybe in future, I might start blogging, but that's going to be from a different blog. Or may be even with anonymous credentials :)<br /><br />Right now, it looks like I won't be doing any of those for a long, long time.<br /><br />To all those who dropped by and stayed to read ;), those who commented and especially those who visited again, Thank You!<br /><br />Till we meet again.....may be another day, another url.....<br /><br />Bye :-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-7592622400710824567?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-10915916861421547922008-01-14T21:46:00.000+05:302008-01-14T21:49:15.469+05:30What do you think?This is a statement that I picked up from another blog:<br /><br />"Women who are the loudest in declaring their relationship status to people – particularly when their boyfriends/husbands are not around – are usually the ones who would cheat on their men."<br /><br />I can atleast think of one case where the above quote holds good. But that is not enough proof, I agree.<br /><br />What do you all think? Is it true?<br /><br />There are no right or wrong answers. Just opinions.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-1091591686142154792?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1147265581024824112006-05-10T18:13:00.000+05:302006-05-10T19:48:26.576+05:30Tagged for pleasure :-)Got tagged by <a href="http://gynomeda.blogspot.com/">swas</a>. Here goes:<br /><br />Simple Pleasures in life:<br /><br />1. When I hear one of my favourite songs(or some song I have been wanting to listen to) on radio after a long time.<br /><br />2. Walking in an area surrounded by plants and trees with the cool evening breeze blowing my hair away from my face. Point to be noted here is that the wind should blow the hair away from my face and not towards because then I would end up getting scratches on my face, what with my hair texture ( alright, I am exaggerating – still, I prefer the “away” scenario) :D<br /><br />3. When I end up getting absolutely matching accessories for my dress…no wait! That’s bliss!<br /><br />4. When I am really hungry and get to eat yummy food.<br /><br />5. When once in a while, without prior planning, it so happens that friends and gang meet and end up having a whale of a time. The unplanned aspect makes such experiences so special.<br /><br />6. When someone genuinely says something nice about me.<br /><br />7. My current obsession involves wanting to play with a cute, chubby baby - around nine months old. One that can crawl but not walk :D .Though I don’t think I can be very patient after an hour or so. Still, I guess spending time with such a cutiepie would be great!<br /><br />8. Laughing heartily for a long time. Mind you, not that kind where you do it because you should be polite. The genuinely funny moments that get you cracking are what matters.<br /><br />9. When you put in a hard day’s work at office and go home satisfied.<br /><br />10. A full-fledged gossip session with girl friends :D<br /><br />I am not passing on the tag. *A sigh of relief goes all around*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-114726558102482411?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1142314281857655282006-03-14T10:51:00.000+05:302006-03-14T11:01:21.883+05:30:DMy friend: Baby-sitting would be a problem (once we have kids, that is)<br />Me: Baby-shitting would be a bigger problem<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-114231428185765528?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com28tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1132379420362476382005-11-19T10:44:00.000+05:302005-11-19T11:20:20.383+05:30A.u..t...o ride........This post is about that unique and unforgettable experience called riding in an auto. Now I am not an expert on this, but I think the experience depends on a combination of two factors:<br />1. The auto<br />2. The road<br />If you get a “good” auto and a “good” road, it means you are a “good” person who has done lots of punniyam and will go to heaven without a next birth. However, if you get the average combination of a well-behaved auto and a naughty road which is actually the Rocky mountains in disguise (or an auto which thinks it is a horse and a nice, smooth road), it means you are an average person in shades of grey and God affectionately knocks you on the head once in a while for your sins by making you travel in an auto. But heaven forbid, if you end up with the final, deadly knockout combination of roads with bumps and craters and Prithviraj’s horse (yeah, I mean the auto), you are so unlucky that even Mickey mouse will bite you on the nose! With a bit of effort on the part of the driver, the whole road may come to know what you had for breakfast. Or even how many teeth you have …. umm … had! I have heard people say that if a woman in the advanced stages of pregnancy goes for a bumpy ride in an auto to the hospital, she will deliver by the time she reaches the hospital.I have one more thing to add:<br /><br />Do not ride in an auto when you have diarrhoea!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-113237942036247638?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com27tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1131952169906587292005-11-14T12:34:00.000+05:302005-11-14T14:42:43.760+05:30Yawn................I have a really really bad case of writer's block! This has been the case for a<br />loooong time. Want to post something badly. But no idea pops up ! :-(<br />And John, i tried to work on that tag - but miserable results. So, pls excoose!<br />Aaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhh! I want to write this absolutely<br />hilarious post which makes my blog the most popular in blogdom. A post similar to Onida ( my pride and my fellow blogger's envy). One which raises my blog rating to a perfect ten from its current state of -4.18 . As of now, mommies make their adamant children eat by threatening to read out my last post . And since i have posted nothing new since God knows when, the children gobble up their (and even their mom's food) for fear of my post being read to them for only the 87th time. *sob! sob!* But my brain just refuses to co-operate (I WILL DELETE SMART COMMENTS WRT THE USE OF THAT FIVE LETTER WORD B___N !)!<br /><br />What to do now? What to do?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-113195216990658729?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1127571199035838882005-09-24T19:36:00.000+05:302005-09-24T19:43:19.036+05:30I am proud of myself :DOk, here is what happened.<br />I wanted ….. <em>had</em> to buy nail polish remover today.<br />I asked for it in a shop and the guy there said they don’t have it.Since I wanted to get it badly, I was on the lookout for another shop.I came across a few “prospective” shops but gave it a miss as I wasn’t sure if<br />the item would be available. By now, I was a bit worried about not finding any shop.So, what do I do?<br />I immediately jump into the nearest shop and ask for the remover.<br />Only, it was a medical shop :D .Now, as far as I know, medical shops don’t supply nail polish remover. Repeat: <em>as far as I know……</em>..Well, I realized my “dumbness” as I was asking for the product. Thankfully, the lady over there just smiled and answered in the negative.<br />Then, on the other side of the road, I saw a departmental store and hopes rising, went towards it.<br />As luck would have it, I got what I wanted. But wait, my quota of goof-ups for the day wasn’t yet done with.I had a 100 Rupee note with me and wanted change.So, I ask the guy there “100 rupeesukku change irrukka?”!!!<br />I mean, for God’s sake, that is a departmental store (and quite well known in that area) and I ask that guy, if they have change!!!I can guess why that happened. I think its because of my almost everyday conversation with the auto drivers :)Anyways, the guy didn’t gape or laugh – he nodded and gave me the change.<br />There, my deed for the day is done.<br />I'll go to sleep a proud person today :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112757119903583888?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1127036594107794112005-09-18T15:03:00.000+05:302005-09-18T15:13:14.120+05:30Hmmmmm...........This incident happened a few months back when I had gone to my grandparent’s house during my annual trip. My cousins had also come and on that particular day, or rather night, we were all getting ready to go to bed when the talk turned to how Mallika Sherawat had (Un?)dressed for an interview. My youngest cousin, who was 9 years then, was in her petticoat (for the night) and hence had wrapped her bedsheet around her as she felt shy being that way in front of us. We told her to do away with the bedsheet and tried to tell her that it was ok if she didn’t have the bedsheet around her. My mom very wisely(?) gave the example of Mallika Sherawat saying something like “Look at her. She wears such short clothes. Why do you feel shy in your dress?” hoping to convince my cousin. Immediately my cousin responded (sincerely, according to me) “Woh to bade log hain” which translates to something like “They are adults!”, as if that was a reasonable explanation.<br /><br />I know that this sounds funny :D In fact, we all laughed about it. But it makes me think too. Because, if this is the kind of message we are sending out to the kids, I can only say “God help all”!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112703659410779411?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1123569346744147142005-08-09T12:00:00.000+05:302005-08-09T12:05:46.750+05:30The answer<em><span style="color:#3366ff;">"So, do you like guys with a sense of humour?", he asked her in what he hoped wasn't a "dying-to-know" tone.<br />"Hmmmm a sense of humour is a big plus, but it is not everything", she replied.<br />"What about the intelligent ones?", he persisted.<br />"Intelligent people have my respect, but other qualities do matter", was her reply.<br />"Is it the money and status then?", he was getting frustrated.<br />"Hey, it is a nice thing to have, you know. Still......................." she trailed off without completing.<br />"So what should a guy do to get into your heart?" he shot out a direct question, throwing away all pretences of nonchalance.<br />"You should know", she smiled at him."You are already there". </span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112356934674414714?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com58tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1122566393803486592005-07-28T21:24:00.000+05:302005-07-28T21:29:53.833+05:30ahaa naan kaelambittaenyaa!<em><span style="color:#009900;">He looks at me all the time and i hate it ..................</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#009900;">now i can't look at him without him knowing it!</span></em><br /><br />For those of you not intelligent enough, the above is one of my few attempts at poetry :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112256639380348659?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com45tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1122220650275022852005-07-24T21:15:00.000+05:302005-07-24T21:27:30.280+05:30Your space for nowHey all,<br />I am trying out something new in this post - actually, no post from my side.<br />You all can say whatever you want to, in the comments section.<br />It can be just about anything you want to share(of course, maintaining decency all the while :))<br />Got the idea?<br />Well, it is as if I am leaving my blog space to all of you for rent ( You don’t have to pay me).<br /><br />P.S: Do I even have to tell you that today, I am not getting any ideas for blogging.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112222065027502285?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1121927241584257282005-07-21T11:55:00.000+05:302005-07-21T11:57:21.593+05:30Says me 5:It is bad when you don't get what you want;<br />But, it is worse when you get what you don't want!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112192724158425728?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1121779020543176742005-07-19T18:32:00.000+05:302005-07-19T18:47:00.550+05:30Something i have realisedWhen i have so much to say and not much time,<br />i end up saying nothing!<br /><br />This may not be true for all cases, but atleast in cases which involves<br />people i really care for, i think it is true.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112177902054317674?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1121613892170115772005-07-17T20:24:00.000+05:302005-07-17T20:54:52.176+05:30I love her .....There are those who would say she emotes wonderfully.<br />There are those who consider(ed?) her a major cause of insomnia in guys – that smile alone would have done the trick.<br />But almost all would(should) agree that she is a great dancer.<br />And that is why I like her so much.<br />Talent, grace, looks, expression-she’s got it all when she dances.<br />Be it western dance or her trademark jhatkas and matkas, she has been there, done that –and how!<br />She is one of my hot favourites when it comes to dancing.<br />To me, it is her extreme grace and fantastic expressions, which make her stand apart from the rest – not to mention her looks.<br />Her career rocket took off – not to the countdown of ten-nine-eight, but to the count of ek..do..teen :)<br />Now you MUST have found out who it is that I am talking about!<br />Madhuri Dixit absolutely rocks!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112161389217011577?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1121151891120221332005-07-12T12:32:00.000+05:302005-07-12T12:34:51.120+05:30Oh!<em>"Think! Think!", she told herself.</em><br /><em>It had to be done today.</em><br /><em>Or was it too late already?She hoped not.</em><br /><em>What would they do?</em><br /><em>Not all were friends, she didn't even know most - but she didn't think she could afford to put it off much longer.</em><br /><em>After all, there is a limit to patience, right?</em><br /><em>They had understood till now.</em><br /><em>But now, she could feel that the silent protests had begun.</em><br /><em>She took a deep breath and concentrated.</em><br /><em>Of course, she could do it - she had done it many times before.</em><br /><em>With that resolute thought in her head, she </em><em>logged into blogger and started typing a new post!</em><br /><br />:) Inspired by my experience - but with quite some melodrama and exaggeration thrown in.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112115189112022133?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1120198707814536902005-07-01T11:47:00.000+05:302005-07-01T11:48:27.816+05:30Says me 4:It should be forever.......................or never!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-112019870781453690?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com18tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1119800160819795802005-06-26T21:00:00.000+05:302005-06-26T21:06:00.823+05:30Says me 3:I feel that this "says me" is a result of me being influenced by some heroic/philosophical dialogue.<br />Sounds "Rajin-ish" . Anyways, here goes:<br /><br />Give me the power to withstand things i cannot change.<br />Give me the power to change things i cannot withstand.<br /><br />(in the above order) Grrrrrrr looks like another Anniyan in the making :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111980016081979580?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1119598595540962112005-06-24T12:58:00.000+05:302005-06-24T13:09:10.523+05:30:-)A few of the silly/funny/cute in a childish way(!) things i remember thinking or doing when i was young:<br /><br />1.I used to think that there are only two countries in the world, namely:<br /> India and "foreign" :) Actually, i have a very very vague memory about what i <br /> have said that iam not even totally sure if i actually thought it or not!<br /><br />2.When i was in school (around the time i did my fifth or something),we used<br /> to periodically make a list which contained invaluable, earth-shattering<br /> information like "My friends" , "My best friend(s?)" and if iam right, even<br /> "My enemies" :)<br /><br />3. In one particular school i studied in , we had the habit<br /> of calling people as either "yae boy" or "yae girl" (yae as in the tamil yae).I<br /> don't remember if we did it only if we didn't know the other person's name<br /> or if we were angry with them.But we used to call like that.<br /><br />4.And we also used to play a "house" game with................STATIONERY<br /> (pencil boxes, pencils,pens ,erasers and even scales which if i remember<br /> right, were also used as diving boards for our swimming pool )! :) The<br /> pencils and pens would be members of the family with the tallest pen being<br /> the father....... you get the idea?cute na? In fact i wouldn't mind playing that<br /> game even now provided i get world class stationery :)<br /><br />Probably there are many more such incidents, but iam stopping here.Would like to hear about your experiences, in the comments section.<br /><br />P.S:Actually, points 2, 3 and 4 all are related to one particular school.Seems like my parent's got their money's worth :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111959859554096211?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com17tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1119426751491453132005-06-22T13:18:00.000+05:302005-06-22T13:22:31.496+05:30Lotsa optionsI am one of those people who laugh a lot , i mean A LOT! <br />Good jokes,ordinary jokes, bad jokes, no jokes - i am capable of laughing for them all.This being the case , i always wonder when i see this quote which goes something like , don't marry someone for money or looks but "Marry somebody who makes you laugh"............ Now, isn't polygamy illegal? ;-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111942675149145313?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1119276560602116422005-06-20T19:38:00.000+05:302005-06-20T22:08:17.123+05:30Says me :2Love is blind and crush suffers from myopic astigmatism!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111927656060211642?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1119276513770219062005-06-20T19:37:00.000+05:302005-06-20T19:38:33.776+05:30Says me : 1People who talk to me are good friends,but people who listen to me are better friends!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111927651377021906?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1119101717527477152005-06-18T18:59:00.000+05:302005-06-18T19:05:17.533+05:30Got book tagged!Thanks to monu for tagging me twice (Grrrrrrrrrrrrr).<br /><br /><strong>Total number of books i own:</strong><br /><br />Hmmm have a few books that came as prizes, but I am not the type to buy books – borrowing from the library and other ppl is more my style.<br /><br /><br /><strong>Last few books i bought/borrowed :</strong><br /><br />The Princess Diaries – Part 5<br /><br />Before that, I had borrowed some from the library about a month back – don’t even remember their names . Can you tell me where I can get Memory plus tablets?<br /><br /><br /><strong>The last book i was gifted :</strong><br /><br />I think it was a dictionary my mama gave me many years ago.<br /><br /><br /><strong>The last book i read:</strong><br /><br />The Princess Diaries – Part 5<br /><br /><strong>Currently Reading:</strong><br /><br />Nothing! I don’t feel like completing the book (Bright Eyes) I was reading……..<br /><br /><strong>Five books that mean a lot to me:</strong><br /><br />I can’t say specifically. A generalized view:<br />I am a BIG P.G.Wodehouse fan – I like many of his books (more so his style)<br />HARRY POTTER series!!!!!!<br />Like Dan Brown’s books ,especially The Da Vinci Code.<br />The Princess Diaries are good to read.<br /><br />Who am I kidding?<br />Here is the actual list of the books that mean a lot to me:<br />Cheque book<br />Telephone directory<br />Autograph book<br />Pass book<br />Dictionary<br /><br /><br />I don’t want to tag anyone.So, everybody escapes!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111910171752747715?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1118940858124803612005-06-16T22:18:00.000+05:302005-06-16T22:24:18.133+05:30What do you think?AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR<br />RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG<br />GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH<br />HHHHHHHH !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111894085812480361?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1118855729924338912005-06-15T22:36:00.000+05:302005-06-15T22:51:02.126+05:30My "tag" lines<strong>Three names i go by:</strong><br />Divya<br />Divs<br />Divi<br /><br /><strong>Three screen names:</strong><br />Madhuri<br />Simran<br />Catherine Zeta Jones………….oh you mean<em> those</em> screen names<br /><br />Um………..<br />Divyasurendiran (How surprising!)<br />That’s it ( I think)<br /><br /><strong>Three Physical things you like about yourself:</strong><br />Why do I feel I don’t want to answer these questions?!!!!!!!!!<br /><br /><strong>Three physical things you dont like about yourself:</strong><br />Ok,let me see…………..<br />Um…………….<br />Err……………..<br />(Do I hear somebody saying “Narcissist”?)<br />I am just trying to feel good about myself ok?<br /><br /><strong>Three things that scare me:</strong><br />Reading chain mails which say “Forward this to 4.63 people in the next nanosecond, else you will get trampled upon by a baby elephant”.<br />When the credits of a movie say “Mallika Sherawat”<br />When I try to taste food cooked by me<br /><br />(ok……………….so, iam kidding. You got that,right????!!!!!)<br /><br /><strong>Three things i want to do badly right now:</strong><br />Read “Bright Eyes” – some book bought by my relative who came home today.(not that badly, actually)<br />Go shop in a boutique ( of course , I don’t pay the bill………hey it’s my blog ok?)<br />Finish writing this post and getting it without any trouble onto my blog.(ok, <em>this </em>is true!)<br /><br /><strong>Three places that i want to go on a vacation:</strong><br />My grandparent’s place in Pollachi<br />Mauritius ( Have I spelt it right?)<br />Disneyland!!!<br /><br /><strong>Three kiddy names i like:</strong><br />Pichchieepichchiepooch ammapichcheepooch( I didn’t make that up – my aunt used to say something similar to my cousin)<br />………<br />………<br />Can’t say anything specific but I think it depends on the way (tone and pitch and affection)the baby is called.<br /><br /><strong>Three things to do before i die:</strong><br />There are soooo many things I wanna do!!!!<br /><br />Read a lot of good books<br />Buy a "Madhri Dixit songs" video<br />Join a dance class<br /><br /><strong>Total number of films that i own on DVD/ video:</strong><br />ZERO<br /><br /><strong>Three of your everyday essentials:</strong><br />COMB!!!!(My hair has a tendency to look as if they put a bomb in my mouth and pressed the button.)<br />Cellphone?(But I manage to avoid it like the plague when in roaming)<br />There is something I am forgeting…………………<br />Oh yeah- O –two and H I J K L M N O<br /><br /><strong>Three things you are wearing right now:</strong><br />A constipated look (of course, not!)<br />Salwarkameez<br />Spectacles : )<br /><br /><strong>Three people who have to take this quiz:</strong><br /><br />One will do.<br /><br /><a href="http://dtoxed.blogspot.com/">Joseph</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111885572992433891?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10721388.post-1118583815398268052005-06-12T19:09:00.000+05:302005-06-12T19:15:10.443+05:30On second thoughtsI was thinking about the amount of response for my previous two posts .People seem to be able to relate to that "oh..... you have grown up so much " and to the " dial - in program stuff".But on second thoughts, i thought maybe i was a bit hard on them.<br />Think - what would you do if you were in their situation?Most probably, we would also end up saying similar stuff (i am guessing).In fact, i think i have also said the same dialogue (something on the lines of "you were so small when i saw you last)!!!!! Don't remember the context.But i have a feeling that i have said something like that . Sheesh!<br />Also,let us imagine ourselves in place of the stars in a program.What would i say if some caller calls me home? "Sorryinga aanaa idhu nadakkara kaariyam illa"?!!!!! No way!I would probably "hmmmmm" and "er...." or give an embarassed smile and try to change the topic but endup saying yes anyway.So, after trying to put myself in their shoes , i realised that there may be reasons in their favour , like:<br /><br />1.May be they really feel you have grown up and/or it is a (subconscious) way of showing their affection.<br />2.May be they keep up the small talk.Believe me, there are times when i say things just to carry on the conversation.<br />3.May be they want to be polite - Can you imagine a star saying "oru vatti phone la paesittu veetukku koopidareengalae!idhu konjam over"?!!<br />4.May be they dont want to disappoint their fans.......Blah blah........<br />So, i guess can't really blame them.And i guess.......no,i know that you are all getting heartily sick of the whole thing.So,let me stop this post right here:-)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10721388-111858381539826805?l=inblahblahmode.blogspot.com'/></div>divyasurendiranhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09944360386145298224noreply@blogger.com3