Laugh Aloud

We just had some company over...cousins. It was the nicest thing! And yesterday we had our neighbours and friends over to pass the time with a couple of beers and a few laughs. Sometimes we take it for granted that human contact and communication is one of the most important things in life...to have fun and be yourself. Life isn't enjoyable if you can't be loud and spontaneous now and then! Remember to laugh and sing out loud when no ones looking (or even if they are). You'll make yourself feel good and everyone around you!

It's Spring

Spring is here! Spring is here! The temperatures are slowly climbing and so are the skirts and pants are becoming shorts! I love the green grass and clear skys dabbled with clouds that look like light fluffy cotton strung across the sky. Mr. Winter finally packed his bags and took the next flight out with all his coldness in tow! Woo hoo!

Life in a vegetable state

My friend and his wife got into a conversation about life and death, and the need for leaving wills. During the course of the conversation he told her that he never wanted to exist in a vegetative state, dependent on some machine and taking fluids from a bottle. She got up, unplugged the TV and threw out all his beer.

"Sometimes it's tough being married to a smart ass."

Wife Vs. Husband

A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day,he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM " He left it where he knew she would find it. The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM . Wake up."
Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.

WIFE VS. HUSBAND

A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?" "Yep," the wife replied , " in-laws"

W O R D S

A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day. 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men... The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"
CREATIONA man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time. " The wife responded, "Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me; God made me stupidso I would be attracted to you!
God may have created man before woman, but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.

Love and Communication

It seems that in the end... everyone is striving for this in some form. We want to feel loved and responed to it. We communicate our feelings through a melange of ways. Sometimes its good when we feel settled and happy, sometimes we react in a spoilt-sport manner because we're looking for more. All over the world, no matter what race, shape or colour you are, you crave it and hence it's the unifying and dividing factor. Think about it....the world is ruled by love in all its many forms. I guess it's also one of the strngest commandments....'Love thy neighbour as thy self!'

To take or not to...That is the Question

Well, I hardly slept last night. Had swelling around my hips and lower back. Kept my poor husband up most of the night with my tossing and turning. Strange how I refused to take medicine in defiance of having any foreign objects messing with the natural healing process of my body. In the end I ended up taking a Tylenol (like Crocin) in the morning. So much for resistence:-) In today's day and age, it's the most natural thing to take tablets....but if you think about it, is it?! Is it better to rely on medicines or our body's natural consistution which is built to withstand and heal on it's own and hence would taking medicines only mess with that perfect system? An age old debate no doubt, but very valid....

Life's Course

Have you ever just sat and wondered where your life is going? Or do you trust that the outcome will occur all on its own without giving it much effort? I wonder whether fate is infact something inevitable or is it possible that we have a stronger control over it. Maybe we're like the little ants dancing along, working and following suite, lead and directed by something much greater, so big that it's there but we can't even begin to bring it into focus.

Hmmmm....life is strange isn't it...but I guess that's what makes it so intriguing. You never know what it'll throw at you or is it what we pick and choose of it! :-)

Writer's Block

I'm having one of those moments where I wish I could write something profound and meaningful. I guess you reach that place when you really just want to write something rather than feel the urge to as I often feel. Today, it's more of an inward search down in the depths of my presently hollow brain to decide which of the thousand and one things that make my life the sunny one that it is sooo bright! Hmmmm........

Whoops

To My Readers

Hey Everyone,

Sorry for scaring you with my last post 'My Nightmare'. Didn't realise it shocked you into silence! lol! Will stick to the lighter side of life.:-)

Sincerely,

Mimi

My Nightmare

I had a dream yesterday...more like a nightmare....I was in an big old house with beautiful deep red ceramic floors and large bay windows that overlooked the ocean. There was a small but prestine kitchen which glistened in all its white cleanliness. The bathroom was simple and elegant and the rooms each held a king size bed and an antique dresser. It was a rich owners house and though it was amazing I knew I was not happy and felt an urge to get away but I didn't know how or why....

Moving onto the gigantic main room I found a family whom I've never seen before and everyone was smiling at me. A small dark man came into the room, looked at me and sat down. It became clear to me out of some weird inclining that I'm to be married off to this puffy little man and I remember running to find Rajesh. I find him down the hall and as always he comforts me. Some force pulls me back to the main room which seems soo cold now and I am shown a certificate that shows I'm already married to the other guy and I start sobbing uncontrollably as I yell for Rajesh and cry to my dad and mom who have misteriously appeared in my dream that I want to marry Rajesh and that I love only him...

Well to make a long story short....I wake up sobbing and my darling husband calms me down and whispers words of comfort thinking I'm having another nightmare about the accident to which I turn and desperatly ask.."Are we married?!" WE ARE...and the world is perfect and right again!

Funny Stuff

Romantic At Heart

In my opinion one of the most romantic things a guy can do is sing to you....even if he doesn't know the words or even lip syncs to a romantic song, it's still one of those things that makes your heart beat faster....especially if he has a special sparkle in his eye for you. I guess it maybe the fact that though it's a well known fact that most men find it hard to express thier feelings on their own, they can always count on someone else's lyrics to get the message across.... and frankly, in the end, that's all that matters...sigh....(me swooning).

Whoops

Spy

The College Days

I remember the first day at college…walking down the long winding paved road which started at a large white gate and ended up in an open court yard surrounded by green grass trees and what seemed to be a grand ancient building. The campus extended over 20 acres and made me seem like even more of a spec in the world. I remember being called a ‘katan’ or jungle creature indicating that seniors ruled and first years were to be treated as almost non-existent though I was close to 5’6”. I was shown to the worst of the 5 hostels on campus and it had the most contradicting name…it was known as the ‘Garden Hostel’ although there was not one flower in sight!. The building looked like it had been in a recent flood, the paint was mouldy, it was so run down. Not exactly the most inviting atmosphere, but it came to be home. And I would soon learn what I already knew….It’s the people that make a place and not the other way around.

Women's Christian College, Chennai

If my life was a play, the mosquito’s on campus would have been strong supporting actors….They came in all shapes and sizes and soon I attached my own identities to them. There was the ‘Schumacher Mosquito’. He was loud and fast. I could almost imagine him wearing a little helmet, goggles and riding in a little sports car. As he approached your ear the humming would suddenly get louder then disappear. Then there was Air force Army Mosquito…one could recognise him by the angle and speed with which he hit…like a fighter jet on a nose dive! Then there was the drunken mosquito…they were hilarious after having their fill at the bar they had drunk so much that there flying was a wee bit on the tipsy side which made thm the easiest to get…’Smack!’ There was only one way to protect yourselves from them…a mosquito net.

I remember the first time I tried setting up the mosquito net around the bed. On first attempt I was able to trap more mosquitoes inside the net than out.. The second attempt was not much better... I sat on the bed and tugged the net around me…I had infiltrators and I looked like a crazy person clapping my hands together in attempts to trying to do away with them. On the third attempt I stood by the bed and madly dashed around the bed, quickly shoving the ends under the mattress…Yes, I had succeeded! Not one mosquito was inside the net…but there was only one problem…neither was I…sigh! The first night didn’t go so well! But now when I look back at this little experiences I laugh…Life sure has a little humour on its own.

Breathtaking

One month

A car accident is one of the most traumatic experiences...I constantly relive that day...today it is exactly one month since the accident and emotionally I feel no better than the day it happened. I constantly have flashbacks and feel the hip wrenching pain of a few cars barrelling into us. I speak of this now because I'm scared....My husband had to go out and I'm shivering because everything worries me now... He's my everything and I never want anything to happen to him. I'll be thinking about him every second....It's difficult to see cars, roads and traffice the same way...they all seem out to get us now...or so I feel...maybe this will get better with time, but for now, I' m scared.

Chicken Humour

A Passing Thought

I am totally, madly and deeply in love with my husband...It's the most amazing feeling....sigh!