I am an Aunty!

That's right ladies and gentlemen, as of Thursday 27 March 5.50am, I am an Aunty. Thanks to my cousins Priya & Mik for making it possible...Baby Aryan, don't forget u will have to call me Valiamma (Older Mother in Malayalam). Can't wait to see u. Soon!

Now I won't feel too bad when random kids call me Aunty! I said kids -not teenagers! U teenagers are out of this equation! I am not your Aunty! Grr!

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Dragons & Blessings...

I had a dream last nite. One that was a little strange. I was at a theme park with my sister. I was supposed to go to work after that. (Strange no? Going to the theme park before starting work?:P) And there was this thrill ride. Sorta like a rollercoaster but in water. The rollercoaster was in a shape of a dragon. As I looked at it I suddenly realised that the rollercoaster was alive! The dragon was real but 'tame'. People on the ride came back without a scratch, so I decided to join in as well.

After the ride ended, (which wasn't at all scary) I went looking for the ladies, but couldn't find an available one. On the way back, I bumped into my grandmother. My 'Ammumma' who passed away 8 years ago! I asked her how come she was there, and her answer was 'simply' (in Malayalam, my mothertongue). Then she held my hands for a few seconds...I felt comforted and supported. And then I woke up!

Being the big 'dreamer' that I am, I just had to find out what the dream could possibly mean. There were two aspects of the dream that could be interesting - the dragon and Ammumma. According to some sources on the net:

DRAGON

This large, mystical creature may represent large and mystical forces inside of you. As far as dream symbols go, the dragon may represent the enormous power in your unconscious. It could symbolize repressed unconscious material, including fear. However, the dragon in our dreams is generally a positive symbol. It may represent a period of time when the dreamer will confront his fears and empower himself to effectively cope with negative emotions, extreme materialism, and be able to obtain greater inner and outer freedom.

(Interesting...)

DEATH/DECEASED

To talk to a dead relative is a sign of great good luck.

(Very interesting...)

So basically the dream means I'll have to be strong and do what I have to do to get ahead and realize my dreams... and that I've got Granny's blessings too. I can live with that. Not that there's any need to take it too seriously...dreams can be just dreams too.

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Wanted: A 'Friend'.

I got a call from my aunt last night.

She asked about my job and my plans for career change before she dropped the bomb.

Aunty: I wanted to ask u, do u have a friend?"

Me: Friend? (Feigning ignorence of subject matter soon to be brought forward)

Aunty: No friend friend, but u know, somebody lah.

Me: Oh, that friend. Hmm. No, no friend. But I am meeting people...

Aunty: Ya, that's good. Must meet people, go out, u know?

Me: Yes, I do.

Aunty: Also I wanted to ask u, do u like boys who are homely or outgoing?

Me: (Trying hard not to laugh) Hmm, not so outgoing. Not so homely.

Aunty: Ok. U know I sometimes come across some boys. But don't know if u will like them or not. So I thought I'll just ask u.

After ending the conversation, I realised that I was ok with it. An arranged marriage thingy. I remember a time when I was dead against it. I was younger then. Maybe it's the age thing.

I've had my shares of dates with guys over the years and somehow nothing serious came out of it. So the arranged thingy may not be so bad. Who knows u know, Aunty might somehow meet one who could be the right one. But I'm not keeping fingers crossed or anything. I know about the potential hurt I could be up for with this whole experiment. Didn't I have to deal with one about a year ago? I was hurt for quite a while. The sorta hurt that makes u think it's better to be alone, that it's not worth the risk.

I guess I've closed that chapter now. I'm whole again. And ready to share...Sometimes I wish I could tell aunty to do her magic on one guy. I can even give his number. U just do ur thing...:)
But that's something I have to do...on my own...when the time is right.

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Electric Air

The elections are over and what amazing results!

The results show that we are serious. We are walking the talk. Talking the walk. A change is what we want. I don’t think I’ll ever forget Sunday 9 March 2008. The air electric everywhere, so much u could feel the satisfaction hanging in the air. It was as if it was December 26th, u know when there’s hope and anticipation of a new beginning. And for once, we were responsible for this change. Like pent up tension finally released, our little world became cool and calm. Now that it’s business as usual, we (yes I’m talking on behalf of the public here) hope to find that we have chosen wisely, done the right thing. Let’s hope for the best…

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Stay at home phantoms!

I must say, I'm quite excited about the elections tomorrow. I can't wait to go out there and vote! I shall vote for people I think can do the job best. (Here's hoping!) I say yes to young blood! I say aye to better policies and fair treatment. (Again something to hope for!) If the reps were responsible and effective, I wouldn't even even need to hope in the first place... I know, I know politics isn't as easy as ABC. There are a lot of factors involved, I understand. But is it so wrong to want what rightly should belong to you anyway? I think not. Vote, jangan tak vote. U could make the difference!


P/S- Phantom voters please say at home tomorrow. We are all good without u.

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Shadows and silhouettes

Cloudy days sometimes cast shadows in my mind. There is friction between the zest inside and the pose outside. Like the sky, thoughts are grey. Not very warm either. Food is deemed necessary for survival, no longer for pleasure. The silver lining invisible, a hundred thoughts collide on its journey towards liberation. Words mingle and unite, break up and make up; over and over again.

Time passes. A light emerges. Then a warm velvety sensation. Words form. Thoughts take shape, tranforming into a silhouette of reason. The sky clears up and in its place, brilliant blue. Dark clouds make way for little white ones. And thoughts? Once again lucid, once again logical. I feel normal again!

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