A girl in a white t shirt,cotton shorts.. a pair o funky shades.. blue nail color and a bandana is probably not accepted by the Mylapore public. oopz! i shud've known better before i stepped out wit a flowery umbrella,yellow shoes and a stupid brother!
My Chennai trip wasn't planned very well. Happened in a big hurry.15 days for a crash course! well I was supposed to travel all the way from anna nagar to mylapore for 15 days in that wretched heat! no.. not fun!! not one bit.
I never liked Chennai too much, so I didn't expect this (long) stay to affect that preconceived notion. Guess I was wrong. just a little.
As i walked into Maddy's "penthouse" I couldn't help but giggle. what a lovely place.So tiny even my G.I.Jo's wouldn't pay any rent!The funniest part was when my mom asked ME not to dirty that mansion!
But come on, whom am i kidding. that place had everything - a bed(with everythin possible on it), a refrigerator with 2 month old kaaju barfi and one hershey kisses, a tv which was always on, mosquitoes(ah those loyals losers), cigarette butts all over the terrace(thanks to that new yr party) and a direct view to my cousin's balcony! :D
All this plus this place was a 2 minute walk from every possible eatout in that area-Balajee bhavan,vasantha bhavan,lipz! haha.. everyday was like a saturday.
Classes weren't too bad. The journey was fun- 29C,41D,share auto,bargain n fight with rick guys.. "yenna anna.. everyday pora edam- ambathu tharein" , "aiyo aravathu kudu ma" "mudiyaadhu" "seri vanthu thole"
all that!! and much much more!
Maddy would sit every night and read some lame cricket article(yes that room had wi-fi),a pathetically boring match would be on just then,mosquitoes feeding on poor me(unable to study) watching garry sobbers or something bout the bodyline series... and suddenly at 830 kublu'd call and we'd run to have podi idly at balagee.. aah some routine!
Maddy'd sit across the table and ask kublu n i real mean questions-cricket,chemistry and sanskrit. the 3 most amazing things in one's life...NOT! We would fight and patch up over chocolate ice-cream(jamaai to be precise) :D but then there were also the "Die hard" quizzes that we played.. rest assured I was awesome at it :D!
Kublu had his big 1st date coming up and we were all excited cuz that little squirrel was finally growing up! we kept advicing him..little did he need it.
Then one fine sunday morning Maddy went to play Tennis with a certain Shiva who was his long lost Kansas buddy. Nope'd never heard of him before. They got bak at half past 10 sweating like pigs.
Maddy-"maanu this is shiva,shiva maanu"
Shiva-"hi,Manoo!! what's up? Damn sama vezhil..! can i take my shirt off?? (with a straight face) "
Me- thinking (welllll.. ) "uh yea sure,do u have a nice chest?? " :D :D
Maddy had warned me. Be nice. He is not the easiest person to get along with. We have lotsa things in common but i don think u wil like him too much. OUCH!
and then when Nadal had taken his shirt off and sampras had washed up a little they gave me a post match analysis - "superb match manoo,we played a lot. gosh im tired as hell.
i need a smoke.. and orange juice. i took a million breaks. i cant handle this heat!
what a day!"
i giggled n kicked him out.
We then went to eden for lunch (kublu joined us) - yea all we did was fight. bout 20 year old's being immature,no sense of committment,The US and Indians there, my gen being the one with the wanna-be's! and 'bout Shiva being cool.. :P
I drove Shiva's car.. his eyes filled with fear. eiy manoo license irruka? :D
ice cream on the streets!
"what next people?"
Shiva-"im here for a short trip da. too much work. loan,frnds meet pannanam......."
Manu-"ok shut up,lets play cricket"
Maddy,kublu and shiva (Chorus_ - "WHAT"
and the rest of the evening we played gully cric! no maddy didn't write bout my lovely game after he joined cricinfo ( I wonder why) :D
Why did Maddy say that it would b tough for me to like shiv.
it really wasn't. Was super amazing actually!
He sure made that trip worth remembering!his funny way of being super serious.judging people,being rude,not knowing any street in Santhome, his driving, his hair problems! and his never dying self-love!why why why wouldnt i love that darling! :)
and then one day after a million calls from shiva he and maddy landed in Bangalore,
where the awesomeness continued..
more to come.
later.
love all you fools.. kublu shivi and mad! :D oh and ammamma! :P
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Roar.
Its a pity, to imagine that one day my kids might run to me and say, "Mamma have u ever seen a tiger? We have it here in our books as an extinct animal,have u? have u?"
Imagine that day,in a few years when our national animal will be extinct.
This is my blog, my little bit to help these tigers.
Poaching and other related activities have brought down the tiger population by nearly 60%. Today we have only 1411 tigers left. In just 2009 over 68 tigers have been killed and out of those 68 around 32 of them have been poached.
And what have we all done to help nature? we use every little bit of her and don't take care of her at all. These tigers and their absence might seem like something that does not affect our daily lives but on a large scale we will realise that it is a cycle and the absence of such a huge animal will make a huge difference. We are going to run out of fuels in less than 60 years from now. We humans are such selfish people who want to use every possible thing available and we don't really care about the consequences or what we leave for our future generations.Well.. when we don't care about other humans how can i fight here for a cause that is about animals!
Let us all hold hands today and spread the word. Starting with this tiger project we can prove it to the world that i am strong..i am the common man.. this country is filled with people like me who are ready to fight and support.
2010 is the year of the tiger. Let us do our little bit to save the big cats!!!
All those interested in this cause can spread this message through their blogs and articles.
www.saveourtigers.com
Imagine that day,in a few years when our national animal will be extinct.
This is my blog, my little bit to help these tigers.
Poaching and other related activities have brought down the tiger population by nearly 60%. Today we have only 1411 tigers left. In just 2009 over 68 tigers have been killed and out of those 68 around 32 of them have been poached.
And what have we all done to help nature? we use every little bit of her and don't take care of her at all. These tigers and their absence might seem like something that does not affect our daily lives but on a large scale we will realise that it is a cycle and the absence of such a huge animal will make a huge difference. We are going to run out of fuels in less than 60 years from now. We humans are such selfish people who want to use every possible thing available and we don't really care about the consequences or what we leave for our future generations.Well.. when we don't care about other humans how can i fight here for a cause that is about animals!
Let us all hold hands today and spread the word. Starting with this tiger project we can prove it to the world that i am strong..i am the common man.. this country is filled with people like me who are ready to fight and support.
2010 is the year of the tiger. Let us do our little bit to save the big cats!!!
All those interested in this cause can spread this message through their blogs and articles.
www.saveourtigers.com
Friday, January 29, 2010
baatsha!
ya today was funny.
I got up early and rushed to the Bangalore University with appa. We reached by 930 to stand in a queue of around 700 people in order to submit my correspondence forms. Appa said, "hmm.. thats a crowd.. do u need my help??". Being the usual jerk i said,"no pops,thanks but i don't want to take the easy way out, I will wait and get things done."
He chuckled and left. as the sun began to cheer up i began to lose it.. I was tanning in order to get a DD verified. wit people around me discussing about how their friends stood for 6 or 7 hours the previous day and a few others verifying their filled forms, i began to text everyone possible! I was building sand castles with my white shoes. I stood for an hour and finally asked my stupid ego to shut up. I picked my phone and called papa.
"papaaa, where're u?.. this is so bad. its hot. i don't like it. this line hasn't moved at all. its HOT. pl pa help me.."
i could hear him giggle and cut the call.. I found him next to me in the next few minutes. He said ok give me tht form and the DD. I was confused. I gave it to him. He disappeared into that crazy crowd as i waited there cursing my old sunscreen lotion. He came back in exactly 6 mins and said seri come out of that queue. I said papa no no its finally moving.. are u sure you want me to jump out.
He said ya ya I got it done. Come out.
And with dirty cursing glares from the others in the line i ran happily towards my dad.. Thank you papa.. you are the BEST... but how? what did you say..
and then came the two words... "unmaiya sonnein" :P
I got up early and rushed to the Bangalore University with appa. We reached by 930 to stand in a queue of around 700 people in order to submit my correspondence forms. Appa said, "hmm.. thats a crowd.. do u need my help??". Being the usual jerk i said,"no pops,thanks but i don't want to take the easy way out, I will wait and get things done."
He chuckled and left. as the sun began to cheer up i began to lose it.. I was tanning in order to get a DD verified. wit people around me discussing about how their friends stood for 6 or 7 hours the previous day and a few others verifying their filled forms, i began to text everyone possible! I was building sand castles with my white shoes. I stood for an hour and finally asked my stupid ego to shut up. I picked my phone and called papa.
"papaaa, where're u?.. this is so bad. its hot. i don't like it. this line hasn't moved at all. its HOT. pl pa help me.."
i could hear him giggle and cut the call.. I found him next to me in the next few minutes. He said ok give me tht form and the DD. I was confused. I gave it to him. He disappeared into that crazy crowd as i waited there cursing my old sunscreen lotion. He came back in exactly 6 mins and said seri come out of that queue. I said papa no no its finally moving.. are u sure you want me to jump out.
He said ya ya I got it done. Come out.
And with dirty cursing glares from the others in the line i ran happily towards my dad.. Thank you papa.. you are the BEST... but how? what did you say..
and then came the two words... "unmaiya sonnein" :P
Monday, November 16, 2009
cricomanic!
I was waiting for a call from maddy(my bro).. it'd been a real long day and i had so much to talk about.. it finally rang.. i ran to pick it up- any wild guess as to what he asked first??
hey cho2 channel 26 or 60.. wads the score? who's batting? im on my way bak home from dinner!! At times i wonder- is this all that he worries about? What is the craze all about? what is so awesome about the game? How come inspite of having such a fanatic at home i never loved it that much, ouch!
Maddy is like this walking cricket statistics dvd! all u gotta do is sit with him and woooof off to go to the world of cricket- test cricket.. the actual cricket, those 5 glorious days, how it started.. wads the story behind the ashes.. how Sir Issac Alexander Vivian Richards is the greatest ever batsman or even how hyped the 20-20's are.what is bradman's last match's score? some law of averages.. lakshman's 281(i hope i'm right).. and so on..
Maddy has something to say about it all.. even His blogs are filled with cricket stuff..!
He once even told my mom, mamma if my wedding is on the world cup finals will i be allowed to postpone it? the wedding ofcoursE! my mom is still a little shocked, but ya we love this lunatic and have started accepting his randomness! And this.. mom when i find THE girl i'm gonna make sure she loves cricket!! poor thing. :P
I finally thought wads the big deal.. Seems like a simple game. 11 guys in a team..2 teams.. lakhs of crazy people around an umpire, fairly normal rules.. swing, square cut,cover drive, duckworth-lewis,lbw,slip... ya i kinna knew all this. So this time when maddy was giving cricInfo a serious thought i thought it'd be the right time for me to show him that i wasn't that bad after all.. If he could make my best frnd pri cric crazy then I shudn be too tough!! :D
one late saturday night Maddy and i had a random cricket quiz before which he gave me a gist of the rules of the game. I obviously thought he started that to make me look like an ass! So i gave it all i could and got a 7 on 10!! yes.. a SEVEN! He was shocked.. arre motu how do u know so much man? i swear i didn't see that coming.
Hehe.. it is like this.. when you are in france you don've too many options.. You will end up learning french! :D
The game is fun no doubt.. the fans, the style, the men!
Maddy has a preconceived notion that women can never be better than men at two things-
1.Driving
2.Cricket
I have hereby decided to prove him wrong! :D
you are so gonna take back ur words bro!
what was the score again? was it sri lanks playing? :P
P.S. Girls don't watch or like sports just for rugged sweaty hot men! There are a few of us who are truly interested!
hey cho2 channel 26 or 60.. wads the score? who's batting? im on my way bak home from dinner!! At times i wonder- is this all that he worries about? What is the craze all about? what is so awesome about the game? How come inspite of having such a fanatic at home i never loved it that much, ouch!
Maddy is like this walking cricket statistics dvd! all u gotta do is sit with him and woooof off to go to the world of cricket- test cricket.. the actual cricket, those 5 glorious days, how it started.. wads the story behind the ashes.. how Sir Issac Alexander Vivian Richards is the greatest ever batsman or even how hyped the 20-20's are.what is bradman's last match's score? some law of averages.. lakshman's 281(i hope i'm right).. and so on..
Maddy has something to say about it all.. even His blogs are filled with cricket stuff..!
He once even told my mom, mamma if my wedding is on the world cup finals will i be allowed to postpone it? the wedding ofcoursE! my mom is still a little shocked, but ya we love this lunatic and have started accepting his randomness! And this.. mom when i find THE girl i'm gonna make sure she loves cricket!! poor thing. :P
I finally thought wads the big deal.. Seems like a simple game. 11 guys in a team..2 teams.. lakhs of crazy people around an umpire, fairly normal rules.. swing, square cut,cover drive, duckworth-lewis,lbw,slip... ya i kinna knew all this. So this time when maddy was giving cricInfo a serious thought i thought it'd be the right time for me to show him that i wasn't that bad after all.. If he could make my best frnd pri cric crazy then I shudn be too tough!! :D
one late saturday night Maddy and i had a random cricket quiz before which he gave me a gist of the rules of the game. I obviously thought he started that to make me look like an ass! So i gave it all i could and got a 7 on 10!! yes.. a SEVEN! He was shocked.. arre motu how do u know so much man? i swear i didn't see that coming.
Hehe.. it is like this.. when you are in france you don've too many options.. You will end up learning french! :D
The game is fun no doubt.. the fans, the style, the men!
Maddy has a preconceived notion that women can never be better than men at two things-
1.Driving
2.Cricket
I have hereby decided to prove him wrong! :D
you are so gonna take back ur words bro!
what was the score again? was it sri lanks playing? :P
P.S. Girls don't watch or like sports just for rugged sweaty hot men! There are a few of us who are truly interested!
Saturday, April 18, 2009
too fast.. its making me too furious!!!
I wanna jump onto that bajaj chetak and be dropped to school again! I wanna wear just anything and be able to run out of my house. I wanna lick ice cream off my nose t-shirt and smear maddy's face with some and get into a silly fight :D
I miss all this and more..have I become old and boring at 18?? damn!! I wish I could just be 7 o even younger, be stupid, irritate people and get a lovely smile in return, play really dumb pranks and laugh when old people yelled at me :)
good old days.. the best times!!!
No one has the time or the patience to even scold me now. haha! I remember hiding on the day o my report card or pulling it out of my bag 5 mins before the school bus came. I was 1 o the naughtiest specimen's according to most of my teachers. hahaha! The way i used to cycle around the block at 12 o 1 in the afternoon.. dirty my clothes ,find new ways to torture people, make my gran chase me, have wounded knees and messy hair :) :P
Now life is all about, o my god I wanna look perfect! people myt consider me as a wanna-be if i try too hard though. or a fashion disaster?? right amount of make up. perfect hair. sunscreen. kajal. lip gloss.
Aaah such a plastic girly life. I wanna wear stupid torn shorts, a lil blue speg, a pink hair band tiny pretty chappli and run all around the block!! forget all my worries..scream like a maniac.. hit all my stupid friends.. play and come back.. hog and sleep on ma mom's lap!! i really want to do that :)
So what are we chasing? Money, Fame..?? love?? World peace?? life is like some electric train. But atleast these trains stop for a minute or two in between.
classes,studies,ambition,books,concepts, o my good lord.. I just described my life lately.
I haven't even spoken to papa properly in a year odd. I am afraid that moving so fast in this lane called life is not proving very advantageous!
A nice sunday. Get up at 7ish run to CTR have breaky with my best friend or have awesome brunch with ma family.. talk about my hectic week ahead. laugh. play. irritate. discuss some problems. seek advice. siesta. loaaads o tv. a movie. some nice reading. family friends relatives.
A typical sunday. get up at 5. rush to class. sit there till 2. get back home totally bummed out and hungry. hog. sleep til 5. try to watch tv, get yelled at by mom and study. dinner at 9. sleep at 11!
I really wanna jump off this train, take a literal big break!! Pack my bags suddenly on a friday evening and drive to some lovely place out o this busy city!! :)
any volunteers??
:)
I miss all this and more..have I become old and boring at 18?? damn!! I wish I could just be 7 o even younger, be stupid, irritate people and get a lovely smile in return, play really dumb pranks and laugh when old people yelled at me :)
good old days.. the best times!!!
No one has the time or the patience to even scold me now. haha! I remember hiding on the day o my report card or pulling it out of my bag 5 mins before the school bus came. I was 1 o the naughtiest specimen's according to most of my teachers. hahaha! The way i used to cycle around the block at 12 o 1 in the afternoon.. dirty my clothes ,find new ways to torture people, make my gran chase me, have wounded knees and messy hair :) :P
Now life is all about, o my god I wanna look perfect! people myt consider me as a wanna-be if i try too hard though. or a fashion disaster?? right amount of make up. perfect hair. sunscreen. kajal. lip gloss.
Aaah such a plastic girly life. I wanna wear stupid torn shorts, a lil blue speg, a pink hair band tiny pretty chappli and run all around the block!! forget all my worries..scream like a maniac.. hit all my stupid friends.. play and come back.. hog and sleep on ma mom's lap!! i really want to do that :)
So what are we chasing? Money, Fame..?? love?? World peace?? life is like some electric train. But atleast these trains stop for a minute or two in between.
classes,studies,ambition,books,concepts, o my good lord.. I just described my life lately.
I haven't even spoken to papa properly in a year odd. I am afraid that moving so fast in this lane called life is not proving very advantageous!
A nice sunday. Get up at 7ish run to CTR have breaky with my best friend or have awesome brunch with ma family.. talk about my hectic week ahead. laugh. play. irritate. discuss some problems. seek advice. siesta. loaaads o tv. a movie. some nice reading. family friends relatives.
A typical sunday. get up at 5. rush to class. sit there till 2. get back home totally bummed out and hungry. hog. sleep til 5. try to watch tv, get yelled at by mom and study. dinner at 9. sleep at 11!
I really wanna jump off this train, take a literal big break!! Pack my bags suddenly on a friday evening and drive to some lovely place out o this busy city!! :)
any volunteers??
:)
Saturday, January 24, 2009
school n a bit more..
Hahaha.. never thought I would be writing about those days! Frankly, I didn't like them too much.. Never got the attention i always wanted. Same old monotonous schedule. Get up at 6, wash up ,scoot,school-on til 3.30 and thn the happiest 45 mins of my day.. yes!! runnnn back home baby.. :) the whole big school bus gang(jo peechi shef kiran rahul sneha giju n moi) would run to catch a god damn crowded 401B bus. Yell laugh fight and get Giju (ya the same ol ass) beaten up!! Then get back home and... and... ROT!! play or meet people till 6, report home and start my homework(yiekkz) study(hmm..) and then Tv at 9 crash at 10.30 and just hope that 6 a.m. would never come! :P
I was in national public school till my 10th grade. That school was changing me without my knowledge! people see me VERY differently now. I am not quite sure if I like it though! :P o good lord whom am i kiddin I love the way I am. Everyday in school I was learning somethin new and important and weird people taught me the best things. Some small lessons were indeed very valuable, esp. relationship ones!! My group was a lil girl gang, the typical sorts! O I wasn't the all A-grades only sorda person but i sure had a blast. 10th grade came too soon. And me being soooo me never realised why people were crying and hugging around.. hmm.. so wad? big deal? everyone goes through this!! but I guess I realise why.. ya.. it is true.. nothing remains the same after you walk out of that campus! even the watchman moves on! I went back to that place just once out of my own will. 4 years in NPS was good. My friends at least the leftovers :P were and still are really precious.
What have I actually learnt in Nps!! after paying around 30K a year, I learnt what friendship meant, how to help others, all about self respect, honesty, hatred, naughty,love, but most of all i learnt to be happy. The moment I entered college and got those "Must be some chik wit attitude" looks, I could do nothing but freak out :
I,over the 3 years of my college-ing which ahem.. isn't worth mentioning.. did have fun!More like a nice and new experience.. I met soooo many new ppl.. The way they were, their behaviour, lifestyle.. everything! was just different! it has been really tough to fit in! I am still trying.. did meet a few great people.. kaavya n vishnu.. they were 2 big reasons for me to feel better in that battlefield :)
In a few months from now, I am going to leap! Career type leap. I am so confused about what I want from my life but I am sure excited to see what'll b coming my way!
I was in national public school till my 10th grade. That school was changing me without my knowledge! people see me VERY differently now. I am not quite sure if I like it though! :P o good lord whom am i kiddin I love the way I am. Everyday in school I was learning somethin new and important and weird people taught me the best things. Some small lessons were indeed very valuable, esp. relationship ones!! My group was a lil girl gang, the typical sorts! O I wasn't the all A-grades only sorda person but i sure had a blast. 10th grade came too soon. And me being soooo me never realised why people were crying and hugging around.. hmm.. so wad? big deal? everyone goes through this!! but I guess I realise why.. ya.. it is true.. nothing remains the same after you walk out of that campus! even the watchman moves on! I went back to that place just once out of my own will. 4 years in NPS was good. My friends at least the leftovers :P were and still are really precious.
What have I actually learnt in Nps!! after paying around 30K a year, I learnt what friendship meant, how to help others, all about self respect, honesty, hatred, naughty,love, but most of all i learnt to be happy. The moment I entered college and got those "Must be some chik wit attitude" looks, I could do nothing but freak out :
I,over the 3 years of my college-ing which ahem.. isn't worth mentioning.. did have fun!More like a nice and new experience.. I met soooo many new ppl.. The way they were, their behaviour, lifestyle.. everything! was just different! it has been really tough to fit in! I am still trying.. did meet a few great people.. kaavya n vishnu.. they were 2 big reasons for me to feel better in that battlefield :)
In a few months from now, I am going to leap! Career type leap. I am so confused about what I want from my life but I am sure excited to see what'll b coming my way!
Friday, May 23, 2008
IMMORTAL.
"Mom why amn't I crying??' , just as I asked this I realised that maybe tears weren't my way of expressing things. As the ceremony went on I stood there- watchin.. was very different to see that lady who had been a mentor,mother,friend,partner in crime,confidant,well-wisher.. all through my life, just lie there, on the cold floor,motionless. Little did my pea-sized intellect realize then that that would be the last time- the last time we'd all be seeing her. She had made our lives special and we all were all gonna miss her in our own special ways. Frankly I have never lost someone so close- and i still don't know how to react. guess it happened a bit too fast.
definitely inexplicable. She had more information than wikipedia... and was always there,everytime we needed her. Her advice and help is surely something we should all be thankful for. Though i haven't personally visualised it, I've kinna heard a lot about how she struggled and brought up sooo many people. Frankly i donno them,never seen them, just heard soooo much. Sure takes a big heart to help so many. With 3 kids, a pretty hostile hubby, a struggling household , poor health and that unmatchable will power she achieved everything. A person to look up2. Yes that was our very own - mamima.
She had a smile on her face, on the last day. A lovely smile. A 1 o complete satisfaction. She had frankly struggled a lot in the last few days-but o the whole world came 2 see her,well almost. I still feel those angelic hands feeding me, that soft voice calling me from somewhere... Her stories,songs,beliefs,jokes,ideas.... - all those that she shared with us will always be there, deep inside our hearts.
The house seems emptier and I feel lonelier than ever.We had a bond. A bond that made all differences small. The no. of tv shows,movies, and songs we enjoyed. wow... Even during those last few days she never forgot anything, and that is 1 of the happiest sides of the die. She prayed, chuckled, made others sing and spoke... she did all this inspite of being completely bed ridden. She hadn't been in the hospital for a loooong time. It would have been more than just selfish on our part to have wished for her to live for a little longer because her struggle was a pathetic sight and slowly we had to pray and watch her succumb to fate.She might not be a part of this world physically but o no matter how many years go by she will always occupy a lush, special place in all our hearts. Sweet memories never die.
Love you loads mamima, if i have ever hurt you I'm very sorry. Take care.
Wish I could read this out to you. :|
definitely inexplicable. She had more information than wikipedia... and was always there,everytime we needed her. Her advice and help is surely something we should all be thankful for. Though i haven't personally visualised it, I've kinna heard a lot about how she struggled and brought up sooo many people. Frankly i donno them,never seen them, just heard soooo much. Sure takes a big heart to help so many. With 3 kids, a pretty hostile hubby, a struggling household , poor health and that unmatchable will power she achieved everything. A person to look up2. Yes that was our very own - mamima.
She had a smile on her face, on the last day. A lovely smile. A 1 o complete satisfaction. She had frankly struggled a lot in the last few days-but o the whole world came 2 see her,well almost. I still feel those angelic hands feeding me, that soft voice calling me from somewhere... Her stories,songs,beliefs,jokes,ideas.... - all those that she shared with us will always be there, deep inside our hearts.
The house seems emptier and I feel lonelier than ever.We had a bond. A bond that made all differences small. The no. of tv shows,movies, and songs we enjoyed. wow... Even during those last few days she never forgot anything, and that is 1 of the happiest sides of the die. She prayed, chuckled, made others sing and spoke... she did all this inspite of being completely bed ridden. She hadn't been in the hospital for a loooong time. It would have been more than just selfish on our part to have wished for her to live for a little longer because her struggle was a pathetic sight and slowly we had to pray and watch her succumb to fate.She might not be a part of this world physically but o no matter how many years go by she will always occupy a lush, special place in all our hearts. Sweet memories never die.
Love you loads mamima, if i have ever hurt you I'm very sorry. Take care.
Wish I could read this out to you. :|
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