The just thought of staying in Bangalore for the weekend without going home town is making me elated.
Not able to say how much excited I'm being here and visiting my dearest fren Bindu.
And also visiting my carromboard gang from my ex-company.
"ek game ho jaaye bas... aur kucch nahin chahiye"
In this process there would be shopping spree, eating spree and chatting spree.
I really wish rain god to stay away for 2 days and not even think of entering Bangalore.
If he really wants to come, I will allow him to come during night :D
Its selfish but I cant help cribbing about the traffic if it rains.
And mind you Bangalore has created history/records for worst traffic jams.
I wish you all a great weekend and I will come up with garden city stories if there is something interesting.
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Friday, June 11, 2010
Sunday, May 02, 2010
king of fruits!!!
In India, I think Mango is considered as the king of fruits. Its seen in market during the summer and comes in many varieties. I have loads of memories associated with mangoes. 
When I was young, there were a bunch of kids who used to play together during summer holidays. It included my brother, my sister, sravan, laxmi(sravan's sister) and myself. We always used to be seen together playing in park, cycling, having lunch together and stealing mangoes!!!! Now thats the interesting part...jumping into neighborhood house and plucking small mangoes and running away!!! It used to be totally fun. Our neighbors had 4 mango trees in their garden. At around 2pm, when everyone in the house used to have hefty lunch and snore, we made the plan - the deadly plan to steal mangoes :D
Laxmi used to stand near the corner of the lane and make sure to hint us when someone was coming through this route. Sravan and my brother used to climb the 6ft wall and walk like a cat near the tree. I used to stand on the otherside of the wall waiting for the duo to drop the mangoes across the wall. After collecting the mangoes we used to run as fast as possible to either our house or to Sravan's house.
Now the feast starts by adding salt and chilli powder to the mangoes. We shared the mangoes, cut them in pieces with the pencil blade we had. Then eat them with salt and chilli powder sprinkled on the pieces with mouth slurrping and tinkling taste buds!!!! The taste of the stolen mangoes is far better than the mangoes which were purchased. I guess its the enthusiasm thats added to the mangoes which makes them special. Those were the memorable days of childhood. That very next year, Sravan and Laxmi's family left Nizamabad. I really donno where they are now. I still remember their faces though a little fading.
I guess everyone has some or the other memory associated with the mangoes. Enjoy summer with mangoes of different varieties and cherish the moments!!!
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
How I met a friend
In life we meet many people.
Some of them are just like passing clouds.
Some of them become our shadow .
Some of them become eternal part of our life.
Some of them give inspiration and become guiding star.
Some of them become enemies as well.
Of all of them we remember those who did good and bad to us. It was about one year ago I met a person who is humble and down to earth. I m part of an organization called NSF which supported me during my graduation. This organization supports financially thousands of poor students across our country. There I met this person about whom I m going to write now. This person has completed his graduation and was already working for few NGO's. Helping people, bringing awareness among the people in his village near Guntur and supporting for the cause of the society. After speaking to him about one hour I realized how great his vision was towards doing things in life. His ideals and philosophy are excellent. It gives me inspiration to do better things in life rather than thinking for self.
Living up to being a friend requires trust and belief in the person. Trust and belief are not built overnight. One need to put effort for that. My friend gives me inspiration everyday by his positive outlook on life and the vision he has. I realized that friends are not just for hanging out and time pass. They serve a greater purpose in our life by making ourselves a better person. After seeing his work, I realized that my life is just not mine and I can bring smile on others face by spending a little time. His complete family works for betterment of society.
His name is Gurava Reddy who recently completed his MBA from Great Lakes. Also he represented Asia at the finals of social work project at the Haas Business School. His blog link is here.
I am proud to have such a friend in my life!!!
So... who gives you inspiration?? Would love to read your stories in my comments.
Some of them are just like passing clouds.
Some of them become our shadow .
Some of them become eternal part of our life.
Some of them give inspiration and become guiding star.
Some of them become enemies as well.
Of all of them we remember those who did good and bad to us. It was about one year ago I met a person who is humble and down to earth. I m part of an organization called NSF which supported me during my graduation. This organization supports financially thousands of poor students across our country. There I met this person about whom I m going to write now. This person has completed his graduation and was already working for few NGO's. Helping people, bringing awareness among the people in his village near Guntur and supporting for the cause of the society. After speaking to him about one hour I realized how great his vision was towards doing things in life. His ideals and philosophy are excellent. It gives me inspiration to do better things in life rather than thinking for self.
Living up to being a friend requires trust and belief in the person. Trust and belief are not built overnight. One need to put effort for that. My friend gives me inspiration everyday by his positive outlook on life and the vision he has. I realized that friends are not just for hanging out and time pass. They serve a greater purpose in our life by making ourselves a better person. After seeing his work, I realized that my life is just not mine and I can bring smile on others face by spending a little time. His complete family works for betterment of society.
His name is Gurava Reddy who recently completed his MBA from Great Lakes. Also he represented Asia at the finals of social work project at the Haas Business School. His blog link is here.
I am proud to have such a friend in my life!!!
So... who gives you inspiration?? Would love to read your stories in my comments.
Sunday, January 03, 2010
ReSOLUTIONs
oh my god!!! 2009 year just went like that...
And yay!!!! I wanted to write to this post just to inaugurate my post for 2010 and see how it looks like :D
And friends I would like to wish you a great year
Well...to think of any reSOLUTION, I should think of what I broke last year... It was fun breaking them.
First one being to PUT on weight!!!(I should be crazy to even think of it as one resolution). Breaking it means it never happened :P
This year I m not gonna take any resolutions and just go with the flow. Then I wouldnt even worry about them.
2009 was great for few things:
1. New company and new friends at office.
2. New blog friends like Vimal,Smita,Silverine and IMH
3. New laptop
4. New house
5. Brothers visit
Those are the few things and I am really thankful to god for blessing me with happiness.
Wish me good year so that I can write good posts and make good friends!!!!
Good luck Friends
And yay!!!! I wanted to write to this post just to inaugurate my post for 2010 and see how it looks like :D
And friends I would like to wish you a great year
HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010 FRIENDS!!!!
Well...to think of any reSOLUTION, I should think of what I broke last year... It was fun breaking them.
First one being to PUT on weight!!!(I should be crazy to even think of it as one resolution). Breaking it means it never happened :P
This year I m not gonna take any resolutions and just go with the flow. Then I wouldnt even worry about them.
2009 was great for few things:
1. New company and new friends at office.
2. New blog friends like Vimal,Smita,Silverine and IMH
3. New laptop
4. New house
5. Brothers visit
Those are the few things and I am really thankful to god for blessing me with happiness.
Wish me good year so that I can write good posts and make good friends!!!!
Good luck Friends
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
process of untagging myself - part2
Sometime back I wrote a post regarding my childhood memories. I am going to continue writing rest of the stories. They might not be so interesting but I guess for timepass one can just read them :P
4. stories stretched
Being the eldest one in my family, my brother and sister used to listen whatever I said till 5th standard(later they realized how stupid they were :P). We were living for rent in a very big house which had lot of open place with a big neem tree in front of the house. During power cuts and summer, we used to have fultoo masti. We used to have one wired chair in which 3 kids can easily fit... we used to sit in that and my sister used to request me to say one story... the main action now starts... I used to actually start a fairy tale kinda story and never end it... add all fictional characters and say this and that and king and kid and villain and nothing else... I used to give lots of twists and turns and mean while my bro and sis would have long back forgotten the actual context. After some time my brother who would have actually got bored would say STOP PLEASE!!!!! And my mom would shout from inside the house to come and sleep :)
(now i cant even think of creating a cock and bull story)
5. Nail polish and noise
Every year there used to be a mela at our village and my grandpa used to buy me whatever I want. One such time he didnt come and sent grandmom along with me to the mela. I dont remember exactly, but i think my cousins have also accompanied me to have fun. My grandpa gave me Rs.3 to buy something at mela and I didnt spend. I went to a near by shop in my village and got nail polish which has the yuck dark pink color(i hate that color now). I applied nail polish to all my cousins and the next day I took it to my school :)
I think I was in 2nd class at that time, and shown it to my frens during a free period and the smell of nail polish was evident in my class. We girls were making hell lot of noise and that too talking on top of our voices. Next moment one sister(ours was a missionary school...we had only sisters) came to our class and shouted at everyone and caught me red handed with nail polish. She took it with her and made me stand up on the last bench :(
It was so damn embarrassing...She gave me back that nail polish after school hours. That was the last stupid thing I did at school.
6. Greeting cards
Being 3 kids in a family, we used to share pencils,pens and sketch pencils. When I was in 3rd standard, I loved using sketch pencils for whatever things. The habit continued and I learnt how to make good designs with pencil and apply colors with sketch pencils. At that time I got an idea of making hand made greeting cards with those designs and giving it to classmates on their birthdays. My brother and sister always used to ran out of sketch pencils and fight with me. Doesnt matter :) I was selfish enough to keep the best designs with me and give stupid ones to frens as cards. One day I lost the book in which I kept all those designs. And I stopped making designs. Now I cant even make a good mehandi design for my hand... I wish I had practiced more and enhanced my skills :(
7. Dictation
When I was in 5th class we used to have dictation in different subjects. Those marks used to be added in the mid term results. At that time there was tough competition between me and another girl(Sheela Reddy) in our class. Most of the time she used to beat me in mid term exams. And I used to beat her in the finals :P
One day there was science subject dictation. 20 words were told by the teacher. I was happy that I would get 20/20. But somewhere I had a doubt in one word. That word was RECEIVE, whether the 'e' would follow 'i' or 'i' would follow 'e'. We both girls were discussing and realized that I made a mistake in that word. I wrote 'i' followed by 'e'. She got 20/20 and I got 19/20.
And by god, after that exam and till now I never forgot the spelling of that word. Even now when I write that word, I remember this incident and thats how I remember the spelling of that word :(
hmm... pretty girlish!!!!
8. knocked out with chalk piece
Our school is a typical girls high school with only teachers who are women. No boys are allowed in school. When I was in 10th class we had an exception. We had a male teacher who taught physics. He was 6ft tall and pretty handsome and nothing less than a hero. Most of the girls used to go ga-ga after him at school. His class used to be around 3:10pm and many girls used to eagerly wait for his class(teenage girls you see). He used to hate talking in class and not even whispers were allowed. As I was an average studying girl at school, I used to sit in the last but one bench in class. One day it so happened that one stupid girl in my class had a doubt and she used to sit in front of me.
She turned back and asked me the doubt. The next second a chalk piece hit my head. I was shocked as it was a direct hit. And realized that it was hit by sir for talking. I didnt even open my mouth to clear that girls answer. No words exchanged after that. The most funny part is no one even thinks of talking in his class(obviously most of them were staring at him instead of listening to him). I still remember him as one of the best physics teacher ever!!!
Thats how my school life ended :)
And now my memories also end here!!!!
4. stories stretched
Being the eldest one in my family, my brother and sister used to listen whatever I said till 5th standard(later they realized how stupid they were :P). We were living for rent in a very big house which had lot of open place with a big neem tree in front of the house. During power cuts and summer, we used to have fultoo masti. We used to have one wired chair in which 3 kids can easily fit... we used to sit in that and my sister used to request me to say one story... the main action now starts... I used to actually start a fairy tale kinda story and never end it... add all fictional characters and say this and that and king and kid and villain and nothing else... I used to give lots of twists and turns and mean while my bro and sis would have long back forgotten the actual context. After some time my brother who would have actually got bored would say STOP PLEASE!!!!! And my mom would shout from inside the house to come and sleep :)
(now i cant even think of creating a cock and bull story)
5. Nail polish and noise
Every year there used to be a mela at our village and my grandpa used to buy me whatever I want. One such time he didnt come and sent grandmom along with me to the mela. I dont remember exactly, but i think my cousins have also accompanied me to have fun. My grandpa gave me Rs.3 to buy something at mela and I didnt spend. I went to a near by shop in my village and got nail polish which has the yuck dark pink color(i hate that color now). I applied nail polish to all my cousins and the next day I took it to my school :)
I think I was in 2nd class at that time, and shown it to my frens during a free period and the smell of nail polish was evident in my class. We girls were making hell lot of noise and that too talking on top of our voices. Next moment one sister(ours was a missionary school...we had only sisters) came to our class and shouted at everyone and caught me red handed with nail polish. She took it with her and made me stand up on the last bench :(
It was so damn embarrassing...She gave me back that nail polish after school hours. That was the last stupid thing I did at school.
6. Greeting cards
Being 3 kids in a family, we used to share pencils,pens and sketch pencils. When I was in 3rd standard, I loved using sketch pencils for whatever things. The habit continued and I learnt how to make good designs with pencil and apply colors with sketch pencils. At that time I got an idea of making hand made greeting cards with those designs and giving it to classmates on their birthdays. My brother and sister always used to ran out of sketch pencils and fight with me. Doesnt matter :) I was selfish enough to keep the best designs with me and give stupid ones to frens as cards. One day I lost the book in which I kept all those designs. And I stopped making designs. Now I cant even make a good mehandi design for my hand... I wish I had practiced more and enhanced my skills :(
7. Dictation
When I was in 5th class we used to have dictation in different subjects. Those marks used to be added in the mid term results. At that time there was tough competition between me and another girl(Sheela Reddy) in our class. Most of the time she used to beat me in mid term exams. And I used to beat her in the finals :P
One day there was science subject dictation. 20 words were told by the teacher. I was happy that I would get 20/20. But somewhere I had a doubt in one word. That word was RECEIVE, whether the 'e' would follow 'i' or 'i' would follow 'e'. We both girls were discussing and realized that I made a mistake in that word. I wrote 'i' followed by 'e'. She got 20/20 and I got 19/20.
And by god, after that exam and till now I never forgot the spelling of that word. Even now when I write that word, I remember this incident and thats how I remember the spelling of that word :(
hmm... pretty girlish!!!!
8. knocked out with chalk piece
Our school is a typical girls high school with only teachers who are women. No boys are allowed in school. When I was in 10th class we had an exception. We had a male teacher who taught physics. He was 6ft tall and pretty handsome and nothing less than a hero. Most of the girls used to go ga-ga after him at school. His class used to be around 3:10pm and many girls used to eagerly wait for his class(teenage girls you see). He used to hate talking in class and not even whispers were allowed. As I was an average studying girl at school, I used to sit in the last but one bench in class. One day it so happened that one stupid girl in my class had a doubt and she used to sit in front of me.
She turned back and asked me the doubt. The next second a chalk piece hit my head. I was shocked as it was a direct hit. And realized that it was hit by sir for talking. I didnt even open my mouth to clear that girls answer. No words exchanged after that. The most funny part is no one even thinks of talking in his class(obviously most of them were staring at him instead of listening to him). I still remember him as one of the best physics teacher ever!!!
Thats how my school life ended :)
And now my memories also end here!!!!
Friday, November 20, 2009
process of untagging myself - part1
Recently I have been tagged by Smita which was started by Vimal.
Let me start it...
1. Locking up myself
When I was young, I grew up with my grandmom for most of the time. My grandmom tells me now that I used to tie her pallu to my wrist very hard so that I never get separated from her. And one day I went to one marriage with her. At that time I was just 4 years old. When all my relatives were busy in marriage preparations, some kids started playing some games and I joined them. I donno exactly what happened but I got locked myself in a room. I mean I literally put the latch and I couldnt open it for long time. All of my relatives started looking for me and found me locked in a room which I couldnt open. So they used a long stick and put it through the window and managed to pull the latch. Thats how I got out. My grandmom tells this story and laughs for sometime. Even my relatives remember this incident and say that I had created a mess at that time :)
A nice memory for me!!!
2. Hiding out from home
My brother and myself studied in the same class from UKG to 10th class. Only difference was that he studied in a boys high school and I studied in a girls high school. It was in 2nd class that my brother took a group photo with his classmates and teacher. My brother was kinda looking very cute in that picture sitting beside his teacher. I took that snap to my school to show to my frens and I lost it. I was really scared to go home and tell mom that thing. I searched all my books and bag hundreds of times only to not find it in my bag. So I went to most of my frens house to find out if my mistake the picture was with them... but alas!!! my bad luck... i didnt find out... i was crying and I sat under a tree back in my school again. Aaya's(working ladies) at my school were trying to find out what happened with me. I didnt open my mouth. I finally decided to search my bag once again. Hurrey!!!! I found it... It was right in my bag...
I jumped with joy for a while....and happily went home. That photo is still at my home. I laugh at the incident sometimes for my silliness. Even now my mom doesn't know about this incident.
3. Fun with frens at my village
Let me tell you guys, I was the most active and restless kid when I was young. Never used to stay at house for a minute. Always I used to freak out with friends and one incident turned out to be horrible. Let me explain... For some festival, our family went to my village. My dad was not at home. I am really really afraid of my father in those days and if he is at home, I am the most silent kid :P else i am the queen of my life :P
For the same festival, one of my frens family were planning a big puja in the near by village. We should go to that village walking through the fields and farms. I was ready for that in an instant. I went to that place along with my frens. Imagine walking with frens in a line on the edges of fields enjoying and singing songs... Absolute delight :D And I walked for about 3kms and reached that village.
I actually thought that the festival process would end in 2 hours and then come back by afternoon. But that was not so... it was actually 6pm and I was tensed and scared. I was forcing their parents to drop me home as soon as possible. But it didnt happen and I was imagining the worst things in place for me back at home. Atlast I came home at 8pm and realized that most of the village people were looking out for me and they even sent some persons to find out in the neighboring village. I got good shuntings from my mother, my grandmom and my uncles. I never did like that again.
So those are my sweet memories. I still have to write more... but i will write them later as I dont remember most of the stuff now :)
Have a nice weekend folks!!!
PS: we have a long weekend in hyderabad as monday is a holiday here :D
Let me start it...
1. Locking up myself
When I was young, I grew up with my grandmom for most of the time. My grandmom tells me now that I used to tie her pallu to my wrist very hard so that I never get separated from her. And one day I went to one marriage with her. At that time I was just 4 years old. When all my relatives were busy in marriage preparations, some kids started playing some games and I joined them. I donno exactly what happened but I got locked myself in a room. I mean I literally put the latch and I couldnt open it for long time. All of my relatives started looking for me and found me locked in a room which I couldnt open. So they used a long stick and put it through the window and managed to pull the latch. Thats how I got out. My grandmom tells this story and laughs for sometime. Even my relatives remember this incident and say that I had created a mess at that time :)
A nice memory for me!!!
2. Hiding out from home
My brother and myself studied in the same class from UKG to 10th class. Only difference was that he studied in a boys high school and I studied in a girls high school. It was in 2nd class that my brother took a group photo with his classmates and teacher. My brother was kinda looking very cute in that picture sitting beside his teacher. I took that snap to my school to show to my frens and I lost it. I was really scared to go home and tell mom that thing. I searched all my books and bag hundreds of times only to not find it in my bag. So I went to most of my frens house to find out if my mistake the picture was with them... but alas!!! my bad luck... i didnt find out... i was crying and I sat under a tree back in my school again. Aaya's(working ladies) at my school were trying to find out what happened with me. I didnt open my mouth. I finally decided to search my bag once again. Hurrey!!!! I found it... It was right in my bag...
I jumped with joy for a while....and happily went home. That photo is still at my home. I laugh at the incident sometimes for my silliness. Even now my mom doesn't know about this incident.
3. Fun with frens at my village
Let me tell you guys, I was the most active and restless kid when I was young. Never used to stay at house for a minute. Always I used to freak out with friends and one incident turned out to be horrible. Let me explain... For some festival, our family went to my village. My dad was not at home. I am really really afraid of my father in those days and if he is at home, I am the most silent kid :P else i am the queen of my life :P
For the same festival, one of my frens family were planning a big puja in the near by village. We should go to that village walking through the fields and farms. I was ready for that in an instant. I went to that place along with my frens. Imagine walking with frens in a line on the edges of fields enjoying and singing songs... Absolute delight :D And I walked for about 3kms and reached that village.
I actually thought that the festival process would end in 2 hours and then come back by afternoon. But that was not so... it was actually 6pm and I was tensed and scared. I was forcing their parents to drop me home as soon as possible. But it didnt happen and I was imagining the worst things in place for me back at home. Atlast I came home at 8pm and realized that most of the village people were looking out for me and they even sent some persons to find out in the neighboring village. I got good shuntings from my mother, my grandmom and my uncles. I never did like that again.
So those are my sweet memories. I still have to write more... but i will write them later as I dont remember most of the stuff now :)
Have a nice weekend folks!!!
PS: we have a long weekend in hyderabad as monday is a holiday here :D
Thursday, November 05, 2009
inevitable changes....
Before writing this post... I was actually reading some of my favorite blogs.
I was laughing for sometime... after that I have realized that I haven't been in touch with some of my friends.
Hold on... I wasn't in touch with them.. I am confused now... let me explain...
Friends who really love you and care more about you, never think twice whether he/she is busy... just one sentence is enough to talk with them... a simple "hi" is also good enough to convey hell lot of things...
I am glad I got few such friends... I have a huge gtalk list where most of them are online.. but very few ping me... initially I used to bug people when a group of friends or colleagues you can say separated from the parent company. But when you dont get the same kind of response you expect... you lose the enthu to talk to them again....thats what happened!!!!
I guess people's priorities change once they move to another place... make new friends and actually forget some of them... Indifferent attitude is one which no would want to get used to...
Those who decide to move away were/are never really your friends(can i still use that word??) I want to accept the fact and move on... and this is one inevitable change(for good i guess).
I was laughing for sometime... after that I have realized that I haven't been in touch with some of my friends.
Hold on... I wasn't in touch with them.. I am confused now... let me explain...
Friends who really love you and care more about you, never think twice whether he/she is busy... just one sentence is enough to talk with them... a simple "hi" is also good enough to convey hell lot of things...
I am glad I got few such friends... I have a huge gtalk list where most of them are online.. but very few ping me... initially I used to bug people when a group of friends or colleagues you can say separated from the parent company. But when you dont get the same kind of response you expect... you lose the enthu to talk to them again....thats what happened!!!!
I guess people's priorities change once they move to another place... make new friends and actually forget some of them... Indifferent attitude is one which no would want to get used to...
Life can be compared to a bus... you stop at every stage... few people get into it...and few people get down...those who remain till the end are your real friends.I dont know who said this statement... but its 100% correct.
Those who decide to move away were/are never really your friends(can i still use that word??) I want to accept the fact and move on... and this is one inevitable change(for good i guess).
Sunday, July 26, 2009
Being Tagged :)
I think I am quite lucky to have been tagged by Smita. Let me do the ABCs of it :)
Here I go:
A – Available/Single?
Aren't both same??
B – Best friend?
I have good frens couple of them who can do anything for me :P
C – Cake or Pie?
cake
D – Drink of choice?
tea
E – Essential item you use every day?
my scooty :)
F – Favorite colour?
purple... my scooty color
G – Gummy Bears Or Worms?
what are those??
H – Hometown?
H for hyd :P
I – Indulgence?
Driving
J – January or February?
Feb
K – Kids & their names?
Bunty, bittu and potti :P ( you didnt say if they are mine or someone else kids)
L – Life is incomplete without?
Laughter
M – Marriage date?
Yet to announce :)
N – Number of siblings?
1 bro & 1 sis ( both younger in case the doubt arises )
O – Oranges or Apples?
Apples... which remind me of someone :)
P – Phobias/Fears?
dreams... i have been having worst dreams these days...
Q – Quote for today?
keep smiling... always :)
R – Reason to smile?
can be anything in world!!!
S – Season?
winter... cuddled in my fav blanket and dont get up until mom shouts!!!
T – Tag 3 People?
I will... wait
U – Unknown fact about me?
Better silent than saying it!!
V – Vegetable you don't like?
cabbage
W – Worst habit?
sluggish sometimes
X – X-rays you've had?
for my wisdom tooth which was troubling last month :P
Y – Your favorite food?
mom made pappu charu with lot of ghee and papad
Z – Zodiac sign?
saggitarius
Its over... finally!!!
Now there are some simple rules to it... let me finish them.
Ans:
Person who has tagged me : Smita
Date I was tagged : 24 jul
The ones I tag are:
vimal
kbabu
naveen v
porga
narendra
gopal
Annu
OMG... its done :)
Here I go:
A – Available/Single?
Aren't both same??
B – Best friend?
I have good frens couple of them who can do anything for me :P
C – Cake or Pie?
cake
D – Drink of choice?
tea
E – Essential item you use every day?
my scooty :)
F – Favorite colour?
purple... my scooty color
G – Gummy Bears Or Worms?
what are those??
H – Hometown?
H for hyd :P
I – Indulgence?
Driving
J – January or February?
Feb
K – Kids & their names?
Bunty, bittu and potti :P ( you didnt say if they are mine or someone else kids)
L – Life is incomplete without?
Laughter
M – Marriage date?
Yet to announce :)
N – Number of siblings?
1 bro & 1 sis ( both younger in case the doubt arises )
O – Oranges or Apples?
Apples... which remind me of someone :)
P – Phobias/Fears?
dreams... i have been having worst dreams these days...
Q – Quote for today?
keep smiling... always :)
R – Reason to smile?
can be anything in world!!!
S – Season?
winter... cuddled in my fav blanket and dont get up until mom shouts!!!
T – Tag 3 People?
I will... wait
U – Unknown fact about me?
Better silent than saying it!!
V – Vegetable you don't like?
cabbage
W – Worst habit?
sluggish sometimes
X – X-rays you've had?
for my wisdom tooth which was troubling last month :P
Y – Your favorite food?
mom made pappu charu with lot of ghee and papad
Z – Zodiac sign?
saggitarius
Its over... finally!!!
Now there are some simple rules to it... let me finish them.
Rules:
1. Link the person who tagged you.
2. Copy the image above, the rules and the questionnaire in this post.
3. Post this in one or all of your blogs.
4. Answer the four questions following these Rules.
5. Recruit at least seven (7) friends on your Blog Roll by sharing this with them.
6. Come back to BLoGGiSTa iNFo CoRNeR (PLEASE DO NOT CHANGE THIS LINK) at http://bloggistame.blogspot.com and leave the URL of your Post in order for you/your Blog to be added to the Master List.
7. Have Fun!Ans:
Person who has tagged me : Smita
Date I was tagged : 24 jul
The ones I tag are:
vimal
kbabu
naveen v
porga
narendra
gopal
Annu
OMG... its done :)
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