Turning 22 and the Art of STILL Remaining Single!!

I am turning 22 in another 4 months. Growing old scares me and soon I will be pushed to a situation where I will be made to choose a guy to live with the rest of my life. Only 22years of living in this world has mademy parents to pressure me into this.

22years of living - well that includes 2years of working experience. In the corporate world, 2years of working experience is nothing. This being my case, my close friend calls me up on a early sunday morning to ask me for an opinion and help her out of it. Apparently she has a year less experience in working than me. Now her confusion is to choose between her career which has just started and marrying a guy. She has a deadline by Jan 2009 to get married and if she misses it she gets to renew it only by 2011. Sad right? "Iyer guys" wish they all stay in India. Somehow they manage to get settled or work in a froeign country :( pathetic situation... What will this poor thing do when she is married to the guy who will have to go away from India? With just a bare work experience she cant establish something new outside at the moment...

Why cant she marry at 25? Well the question is a bad one I tell you because men (Iyer men) these days prefer "A professionaly qualified Home Makers". For what joy is left to god! Poor gal toils until 12th to get into an engineering college and again toils to compete in this unfair world with her counterpart and when it comes to her career she is expected to forget it for the sake of "men folk and family" per-se. Back to the confusion in decision making - Career or Marraige? If she misses her marraige now she will be forced to marry someone when she is 25. 25years is the worst time to get married. The gal gets to meet too many men and is very happy with her financial independance. With the clause of matrimonial Home Making, she will be devastated totally. So the end result is her career is at stake either way.

Forgeting all this and god loving her she gets a very understanding guy where she gets to compromise little, I came with 2 suggestions -

1. Marry by Jan 2009, Work hard for a year until Jan 2010 (living apart) and get a very good work where he is which is very much likely to happen. short term living apart, long term happily lived ever after...
2. Make a guy fall in love with you, who understands your need for a career, then marry him as and when you please.

Neither of them was accepted by her and she has now chosen to marry by 25. I then was forced to warn her of the side effects -

1) Her biological clock will start ticking faster when she is 25.
2) Her choice would be limited.
3) She will have to cater to her mother's cribbings which will be much more than what it is now.

Anyhow life is so complicated and a girl is with so much pressure to decide between career and her marraige! I always wondered why men are the bread-winners?? Its her life; her decision. Hope it turns out to be the best for her...

All said and done, I always believe in there is always more than a solution to a given problem ;) Life keeps going on inspite of any number of problem one has till one dies!

Taare Zameen Par

I wanted to see some movie this weekend. All the shows were showing blue online for the weekend. Thursday evening I checked again for some update. Luckily got hold of good seats for the 10am show :) Taare Zameen Par!! After watching Jab We Met until 2am the previous night, TZP was refreshing. I cried after a long time and felt embarassed for crying. Later when I came out and saw other gals' mascara and kajal smudged I was very happy :D

I came back home and was all exicted about the dyslexia kid. Then my dad surprised me with my flashback of dyslexia. I then remembered how I was tortured to write extra Running Handwriting notebooks and Workbooks... I still remember my 2nd class teachers, she helped me write properly and who gave me second chances in filling the blanks and match the following ;) With no effort from her side and just a second chance to answer all the answers, I passed couple of exams with great effort.....

Back to the movie - a story with no mean classmate or bullying brother which a normal story would have. Instead a caring brother and an understanding classmate. The mother's role is portrayed very naturally without loud cries. The song "Maa" is very sentimentally picturised where everyone was crying irrespective of age. Boarding school sure is scary!!!

All said the movie is simple and perfect.

Honk Honk Honk!!!

The other day I was travelling with my dad in our 2 wheeler. We were going out and were held in 2 major places - The Airport and Kathipara Junction. The traffic jam was terrible and maddening. Thank god it was not very hot...

My dad's irritation was increasing exponentially. If one wondered the irritation was because of the traffic jam, it was because of the noisy HONKS around us. After we crossed kathipara junction, we followed 1 particular car and started honking at the car unnecessarily. When i asked WHY?, he lectured me why one must horn and why one must surely not. His theories were too correct, I sat back silent with no points to argue. But chasing that car and irritating the driver was madness.(Madness-the car fellow must hav felt tat;Fun- it was my word heh hee heh :P)
Anyone in a traffic jam would know a person cannot move.(That is why they have named it as a jam or bottleneck) This being obvious, I fail to understand as to why people keep Honking aimlessly? I combined my analysis with my dad's theory.
People have 3 reasons to honk while driving :

1. Give me way you idiot I am going to overtake you. I own this big beautiful fast moving Pulsar!MOVE!!
2. I dont know what to do in this traffic jam. I am testing everyone's patient honking. If I Honk, the jam will get cleared.
3. You made a mistake while driving, drive carefully buddy!

The first one is really irritating. we had fun chasing one such Pulsar guy and made him cry and say "sorry uncle", while i sat back giggling.
The Second one is really funny. We chased this "stupid honking car guy" until his destination honking non-stop . I hope he never honks again. (you reap what you sow)
And the last one is supposed to be a genuine honker... The person tries to talk to you and warn you honking. We forgive the person.

People here in chennai seriously have no idea what traffic rules are. All they want is to reach theid destination soon. What they tend to forget is "Dude everyone wants to reach safe and fast!"

Next time if someone with a kercheef tied to his nose wearing a helmet in a hero honda chases you, mind it... its my dad and you had apparently honked without purpose.

My First Guitar Class

I was singing along with the kids who were singing a brand new song – “Maduraiku Pogaadhadee…” and admiring the small boy who was playing the song flawless in his keyboard. This was “The Entertainment Club of Chitlapakkam”! Master greeted me with an apology to have made me wait. The cute little gals there asked me to continue the song with them. After finishing the song, Master asked me if I was ready for the class. He took a guitar and started giving me theories regarding the guitar – Fret, plectrum, strings… He also made me distinguish between carnatic notes and English notes plus I was taught the math equivalent too. I started with the carnatic basic in a guitar.
Sa Re Ga Ma Pa Da Ne Sa.
aka
C D E F G A B C.

1 hour I was playing nothing else but the same notes until I got used to the correct fret, correct string and the correct finger. I was playing too much of it that my middle finger was paining and had an impression of the 5th string.

I came back home jumping with joy. My bro asked me how many guitars I broke in the process of learning. My friend called me up to ask if I could play “Summer of 69” now! I never answered either of the questions but gave them back a smile. 3 months from now I am playing a simple song and make people wonder where she was all this time? Learning Guitar is sure fun and relaxing (not for my fingers though!)

Add Just Meant

Last night I was waiting for my cab to be alloted. The poor guy who does the allotment was going frenzy... So what we few people decided was to stand aside and let the guy think clear and allot us a proper cab. At this point the person rushes and threatens him "which Cab"? The guy freaks and allots her to an Indica. Since she and I are from the same area, I was pushed to go along with her. I dont encourage complainig people and I had no choice but to travel with this "cry-baby"! 2nd day in a row I was forced to do this. The worst part is I knew her personally. SIGH!!

The night before yesterday, she was fussing a lot because she was not sure of the route to get her home. What a pity! She and I belong to the same area, I know where she lives and give the cab driver the direction. She does not want to listen either or would let the cab driver listen to me. All she could think was "I am lost". People have become more and more un-accomodative. Helping would mean I am the bad one. So coming back to last night, I dint want her to crib again so offered her to be dropped first and then I be dropped. The way she answered me angered more.

Why are people so indifferent and unfriendly? The other day when my friend was dropped somewhere interior, a girl in the cab cribbed "why cant there be separate cabs for people who stay far inside?" Huh!! Heights of indifference I can say. Later I came to know she was somewhere deep interior than my friend near a grave-yard. Another day this guy was cribing because he had to accompany a gal and then come back a kilometer to get himself dropped.

Why is it that people are so un-accomodative?? No one likes to work late and get back home late. There can be some compassion and friendliness. Being friendly is something good not that it will hurt someone.