How to express it.....
Today I had my MBA 3rd semester examinations (distance Examination). As always problematic subjects(Applied operational research) were really "PROBLEMATIC' to me.... I left the hall by 4 PM itself. When I switched on my MOBILE, I had a call from my father... He said that Akka (Senthamizh selvi - My doting sister) got pregnancy pain and had been admitted to NEYVELI general hospital. (the actual date which was given by the doctor was September 3rd).
As, it was nearly one week ahead, I was really worried.
Around 5:40 Pm, I got call from my Chiththappa, He was the first to say that happy news to me...
Hurray I became the uncle............
It's a baby girl... weighing 31/2 Kg's....
Right now my only wish (other than wishing my Uncle and Akka best wishes) is that, One day this cute little girl has to read my blog and feel proud of its UNCLE.....
What next... Searching name for my Cutie.....................
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Krazy kiya mein… Oh Krazy@#^*($(%* Krazy kiya mein (please sing along with the tunes of DHOOM2’s title track)
How Do I know? That too at the age of 2….
Just for fun, I sat inside an Aluminium vessel (with a slight difficulty), which was half filled with water and I was jam packed into it, in our open roofed bathroom.
I felt it after a while, that I was not able to get out of it, I tried my level best, Oooops!, nicely struck..
Then I cried loudly, then came my father, mother, grandmother, chiththapaa’s (3 of them) and some neighbors too….
My father took a small tool, which is used to cut steel sheets, step by step he went through the mouth of the vessel and then body in a circular way, such that his son, wont get injured, finally, I came out…. Bu the beautiful vessel was then later used to feed starch to our Cow at the backyard. Whenever some relatives go to see that vessel, this story (Hei, it’s not story it’s called exploration)
Scene # 2
My thinking cap was always on (what a pity, they were right through out my childhood, but I lost them eventually stage by stage when I moved from one class to other…)
On the other day, my mother bought a new plastic bucket of bigger size, to store rice. Later she went to the garden to make hot water, in the mud stove.
Eureka! Something striked me, May be I might have thought to have a huge volume of water to be heated in a BIG PLASTIC BUCKET.
Everyone, came running out of the house, because of the melting smell of the plastic and even that day was DIWALI day for me and for my intelligence too…
There are lot more scenes getting lined up.....
Just for fun, I sat inside an Aluminium vessel (with a slight difficulty), which was half filled with water and I was jam packed into it, in our open roofed bathroom.
I felt it after a while, that I was not able to get out of it, I tried my level best, Oooops!, nicely struck..
Then I cried loudly, then came my father, mother, grandmother, chiththapaa’s (3 of them) and some neighbors too….
My father took a small tool, which is used to cut steel sheets, step by step he went through the mouth of the vessel and then body in a circular way, such that his son, wont get injured, finally, I came out…. Bu the beautiful vessel was then later used to feed starch to our Cow at the backyard. Whenever some relatives go to see that vessel, this story (Hei, it’s not story it’s called exploration)
Scene # 2
My thinking cap was always on (what a pity, they were right through out my childhood, but I lost them eventually stage by stage when I moved from one class to other…)
On the other day, my mother bought a new plastic bucket of bigger size, to store rice. Later she went to the garden to make hot water, in the mud stove.
Eureka! Something striked me, May be I might have thought to have a huge volume of water to be heated in a BIG PLASTIC BUCKET.
Everyone, came running out of the house, because of the melting smell of the plastic and even that day was DIWALI day for me and for my intelligence too…
There are lot more scenes getting lined up.....
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