A Special Bond

You know that feeling...when you hear a song and you immediately relate it to one of your many life experiences? When you watch a movie and constantly keep repeating the dialogues with a friend? When you watch a television show/sitcom and act out the dialogues with someone you're close to?


My sister and I have watched the famous television sitcom, Friends, a gazillion times that we can repeat a whole season of dialogues given the chance! We've watched so many movies so many times that we end up acting out the next scene before it even plays! We've listened to a billion songs that we drive our neighbors away when we unleash the star singers in us! *ahem*

It's those crazy moments that make memories even more priceless. I wouldn't trade those crazy memories for anything in the world! I'll end this post my saying, "Maushi Maushi...I loves you the very muches! I dedicates this the posts to yous my sisters!" 


Am sure you get it Sistaaa!

© Anupama Subramaniyam

Crisis

In the past 5 years, I have met quite a few people who have changed my life. Whenever there was a crisis, I had different ways of handling it, from the advice and opinions of different people.

A day came, when there was no one beside me, just me alone. I didn't know what to do. I grew anxious, scared and confused. I approached the land line telephone and decided to call my sister when I thought, "My sister! No wait, she's busy with her college stuff. What do I do?"

I went online on Yahoo Messenger. Again, no one to ask. I was so confused! What do I do? Argh!

For illustration purpose only
Photographer: Anupama Subramaniyam

My Mom rang the door bell! I was relieved. I asked her and she said, "I don't know. You decide." Back to square one. Gah!

I took my Mom's phone, without her knowing and dialed Grandma's number. I asked her and she said, "It's just one tea spoon dear." Whew! I managed to make my first cup of coffee ever...and it was disgusting, but worth the try.


© Anupama Subramaniyam

A Dream of Reality

It's not a dream; it is reality.

I walk under the dark sky,
Hoping something will catch my eye,
I look up, with hope in my heart,
I see nothing, but it's just a start.
Everything seems so gloomy;
It is a dream of reality.

I see a mysterious figure,
It's approaching, nearer and nearer,
I run away from it
And walk into another street.
Everything seems so gloomy;
It is a dream of reality.

This street looks more familiar,
I walk faster, feeling merrier.
I reach my destination and open the gate,
And I realize, am really late!
Everything is not so gloomy,
It's not a dream; it is reality.

A Dumb Phone...or Person?

Around March 2011, I was ecstatic to have purchased my first ever smart phone, the BlackBerry 9300 curve! It was my baby! I showed him off, I explored through all the applications, added people to my BBM list, convinced friends to buy a model of the phone. It was just so nice.

My BlackBerry Smart Phone

But now, do I call it a smart phone? Not so much. I wouldn't blame the BlackBerry company. There is always a chance of technical faults taking over any form of technology. We all make mistakes. So do the people who make stuff. If it's not the person's fault, it's the machine's fault.

When I got my first phone, it was a basic Nokia model with that wonderful snake game in it and NO color screen. I was so happy with that phone. I managed to lead a life without constantly keeping in touch with my friends through chat and social networks. Once I made good friends, I got my BlackBerry. I was constantly in touch with them. But at some point, we didn't have much to talk about. Right now, without my BlackBerry services, am reminiscing my days of the Nokia basic model. All I can say is, my BlackBerry has Sudoku in it, but a part of me misses the snake game.

© Anupama Subramaniyam 

The Queen of Procrastination

It's 13:43pm; 

And am writing a poem!

What a way to distract myself,

From a fat book on my shelf.

It's the exam season now;

1 down, 4 more to go.

But how? 

How do I study?

With distractions;

Oh! So many!

Distractions that were never;

Never! So interesting;

During the summer...

It's sad, you may think;

And yes it is,

Because my grades will sink!

But what do I care?

I'll get my revenge!

Many years down the lane,

When am long dead and gone.

My great-great-great grand kids,

Will kill their memories of me,

With a stone!

Why, you ask?

I'll tell you why!

This very poem, 

They will all read!

All because of my boredom;

They perform a bad deed.

I don't regret;

And I will never!

It's all a cycle-

A cycle of life;

From generation to generation;

I'll remain forever,

The Queen of Procrastination.

© Anupama Subramaniyam  

The Heart wants what the Heart wants

Have you ever been in love with someone? Have you ever got that teeny bit of joy just when a person talks to you , because you know that they're thinking of you? Have you ever had sleepless nights because you can't stop thinking of that one special person?

Sounds too cliche and in the words of Monica from FRIENDS (the TV show), an "ick factor"? Ah well, falling in love is very easy. It could happen within two seconds, or sometimes, even a lifetime isn't enough. But falling out of love, that's a bi*ch!

I blame movies for the whole rosy picture of love. They make it look like every guy on earth thinks about falling in love, when in reality, they don't give a sh*t! Okay, that's not entirely true. There are some guys who will think of getting into a serious relationship; but let's face it, that's like what, one out of a million guys?! Yes there are romantic guys, but we won't get them. Because they're already taken. Or too mature for us. Or way too mushy for us!

I used to think, "why waste your time with love and what not?" One could just live his life alone; travel the world, eat food, not worry about how you look or walk or talk. Then one day, I fell in love. It's a beautiful feeling! Until the guy you fall in love with says, "Let's just be friends." Ouch! Which genius told me to tell him?!

Sure it's easier said than done, "Let's just be friends." A guy and a girl CAN be friends. But after a break up or my situation? You're definitely going to face awkward moments. He may not feel it, but you definitely will.

I have no advice to give. Am just sharing a life's experience. The heart wants what the heart wants. Accept that.

© Anupama Subramaniyam

The Perfect Daughter

Every single girl of the modern world wants to have a size "zero" figure; a trend started by all these famous actresses. I have only one question, where the f**k is this rule of "slim and trim" girls written?! Of course, one reason to exercise, is to remain healthy. Now that, I support. On the other paw, if you want to look good, I suggest you add a little toned flesh to your so called "body" which I would call, "a pile of bones".

Photograph by: Lakshmi Subramaniyam

I've never been a health freak. In fact, I don't care about my health, because I know am healthy. Do I wish I was slim? Yes, sometimes. Only when I hear my mother telling me, "Why don't you wake up a little early and go for a walk?" or when my relatives comment, "You've gained weight!" or my sister tells me, "It's difficult to lose weight when you grow older." At other times, I convince myself that I may not be beautiful, but I have one hell of a fantastic personality! Sure I won't get the attention of guys, but who cares?

I've never been the perfect daughter. But then again, no one has. There's no such thing as, "the perfect daughter". The weird thing is, I am very good in my studies. But am always picked on for my weight, my laziness, my ignorance for more important things in life, my constant usage of technology rather than doing something more productive and lastly, my ignorance for my weight.

Photograph by: Lakshmi Subramaniyam

I feel this way because I live with my parents. All teenagers feel irritated when they are with their parents at this stage. However, you'll only realize their value when you are far away from them. I know that what they're telling me is for my own good. But right now, am only mature enough to write that in my blog, and not in my mind. I'll surely realize the value of their scoldings when am older, and may or may not regret it.

All I can say now is that, even though they're constantly on my back for one thing or the other, I sure as hell know that they care. And that's why I love them to bits.

© Anupama Subramaniyam