ALIENzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....

Yesterday Mr.Mooondu wanted to watch the Footie match but I wanted to go to the Moon. I dragged him out onto our sofa shuttle. He was a bit huffy.. but I dint give him a damn. We had already had a row over Christino Ronaldo and his looks and his game and his unfair game tactics. Bahhh.... Oh, that man is the talk of the town I think. But I dint know he really existed until I noticed him in yesterdays match.. and even then I dint know that this man I'm seeing here is Ronaldo. (WHAT..??) Well, whatever.. So we set out and this time I made sure I dint sleep. We got to the Moon. OOOooohhhhhh...!!!!!!!!!! Man, I dont blame them for saying Moons made of Cheese.... it was soooooo cheesy everywhere I looked. Cheese and holes.. ok craters. It was awesome. I am planning to make it my official holiday destination. And then I saw them coming... The ALIENS. Woooo... they looked so ..so .. so... beautiful? Extraordinary? Fascinating? weird? I dont know how to explain. What to say.. The sight was so unbelievable. They were all about 4 feet tall with 2 antennaes jutting out of their foreheads.. They were a mix of Blue and Green. And for some reason there were bright silver streaks running vertically all over them in uniform manner. They wore red coloured suspender shorts [WOW.. so developed]. They all had names but all in their language. I cant even pronounce them leave spelling them down. It was all so cute. But Mr.Moondu was so frustrated with having to loose the match showcase and I couldnt take his grumblings any more, so we came back after the intros. :( :( Maybe someother time we would move forward than just hies and hellos.. Cant wait.. Heeee....
And I dint have ta search for My Aliens.. they had come forward as soon as they had seen me. Well I was so overwhelmed.. but all they wanted was the Cheese cake I had in my bag meant to make Mr.Mooondus and my Midnight snack. What was I thinking...

Moon... here we come...!!!!!

Yesterday my friend Mr. Mooondu and me were chatting up late night. Everybody ws asleep, we were worried we would disturb them with the ruckus we were making in my room. The biting, poking and kicking we were doing. So we decided to go up to the Moon for the night where we wouldnt kill anybodys sleep and nobody would disturb us. We intended to to befriend the Aliens of outer space, invite them to Moon and teach them the Classic game of "Athala Puthala Thavallachi". We could play all night. So with such plans we set out wearing the thickest of our coats and boots (Have heard Moon gets really really cold... ). The first few minutes everything went blank, but once outta the earths pull we started to float. It was all dark. There were a lot of rubble flying around. It made me sneeze twice. Mr. Mooondu has been out once so he was okay with it all. There were also Huge Asteroids and Stars that we had to steer clear of. Well, Mr. Mooondu led the way.. so I dint particularly have to worry. But half way there I fell asleep. What with all the dakness and the floating... I just slept off. My friend moved on.
Once there Mr.Moondu looked back luckily for me.. and saw me floating among the stars instead of landing on the Moon with him. So he messaged the ALiens to take me home. 3 of them had to come to carry a sleeping me home. But they got lost and messed up the directions to my house, so Mr.Moondu had to come back to get me to bed. Sad, all plans died then and there.
Well we have planned to go back tonight. Hopefully I will catch sight of my loading-unloading Aliens and be able to Thank them personally.
Wish me luck...!!!!

Science has made us natureless. Anything and everything scientifically proved or made is trusted more than what the nature generously bestows upon us. Did nature ask for this??? Does nature deserve this??? Who knows and well who has the time to care... Who would want to find out anyways.. Its much easier to just let things be.. and let science tell us what to do and what not to. What is good and what is bad.. Science has improved our lives so much that we trust it blindly.. not giving it a second thought. At the same time if you find something, a natures gift, you look at it with so much suspiscion that nature cowers under your eyes. Well it cant be helped. People dont like making mistakes. Nobody wants to take an risk. If science says Amla is good .. well then Amla is good. If science says smoking is bad, fine smoking is bad.. If science says Body heat kills the Ozone layer then Oh my Body heat kills Ozone.. lets all get cold n frozen...
No second thoughts. No doubts. Its all in the wish to live.. to live impressively... to live impressively well.

Ok, Science is good. Atleast now we know how to prevent a number of diseases.. how to cure a number of ailments.. how to eat healthy.. how and when to drink water.. when and how much to work out.. what to wear for the best results.. what to do for a fair face, what to do to get rid of hair ailments..how to survive...how to sleep.. how to keep surroundings clean and germ free.. what is the best way to enjoy... how to go about using time as a measurement.. how to make work easier.. how to reach people far off.. how to communicate.. what is happening at different parts of th world.. what can kill and how much is harmful..how to sit.. how to walk.. whats good for your teeth.. your feet and hands.. nails.. stomach, kidney, liver.. brain, eyes, heart.. ways to douse fire.. melt snow.. make rain.. shelter from natural and unnatural forces... and How to Kill.....

We are all sooooo Happy aint we??????

Dance single forever..

Okay..... so what do i write bout today...
Lemme go back to my kiddo days again.. Like when i was in the 3rd standard or so..
Our annual day was nearing... we were all set for a performance...
A dance performance.. couple dance..
I dont remember how many of us were there.. but 8 or so for sure.. n seeing the old pic i ve i recognize Ijaz, Sithara, Shiju, Rose.. and some others.. and of course me..
My partner was Preethy i remember...
We practised for days and days together.... Dont remember the song..
We cut classes.. we had zero hours.. breaks.. all and all..
it was always practice practice pratcice...
Our excitements helped us through all the hard work...
Oh.. did i mention i was playing a boy...
Well i had my hair cut short.. so it was easy to pass me off as a boy..
We got ready our clothes.. the girls all got custom made frocks.. in red and black..
The boys and those playing boys all had to get their costumes fixed.. blue or black jeans and red shirt or t-shirt.
All set..

The day came... super excitement.
We all gathered together... Head count...
Yes, yes, yes... hey wheres Preethy???
Shes missing..
Maybe shes late..
Lets get on with the preparations...
And the news comes.. Preethys gone to.. umm... i think Chennai...
But wherever... shes gone.. she had to go..
last minute decision or so..
Wow.. great.. Whom do you suppose i dance with now..?
What??? put me out..??? Oh no, Oh no...
Yes.. i m not being put out..then???
What?? I dance alone?? Without a pair???
By myself??? The couple dance???
But How..???

Well.. i managed it all so fine..
It was funny.. but it turned a hit...
All i had to do was hold out my hand and move them inside and out... and groove to the music..
and i was placed in the centre front... Oh Wowwwwww..
so i wouldnt look odd placed elsewhere.. It would look pre-planned if the centre dances alone and just moves..
Super cool....

Well that was the best couple dance i ever had... ever....
Tanx Preethy.. Tanx...

Power

18-05-2010
Tuesday.

Cool na.. giving dates to junk makes it look all formal and journal like. I likey. I m in the living room. Sitting on the floor. Sipping on Milk with honey... With the lappy. Sorry bro, I stole it from yer room. Typing away for fun. Why is it that typing is harder than writing..? Thoughts flow better onto pen than on the computer???? Why???? Well thats nothing that should matter me for now. Whats the unfortunate topic of my blog today??? Power.

POWER.
Power is Earth. Power iss Sky. Power is everything. Our mere existance itself is Power. Power of Life. Power is Everything. Everything is Power. Think about it. Why do we do the things we do?? Its either to claim or earn Power or to prove or show Power. We speak to show our power over our speech and our thoughts. We think coz we have the power to do so. We walk on the power of our legs. We hear coz we have the power to do so. We die when Death overPOWERS Life.
Ok take little little things like the way we drive our vehicles, why we overtake, the importance we give to studies and our positions in class and for some the carefree attitude they show towards studies, the way we work or not work be it at office or at home, the way we stay out of home with friends or away from everybody, the way our mood changes or our attitude changes, the way we hurt someone with words, with actions,everything.. everything is dependant on the power we want or want to prove. Power isall that matters. Its all that lives. Be it the Power of Money, Love, Emotions, Relations, Sentiments, Hate, Anger, be it Physical Power, Mental Power, Artistic, Linguistic whatever and wherever.... its all Power.

So where do we get this Power from????

Brittania Milk Bikis....
Tin tin-ti din......

Dogs came into being..

15-05-2010
Day??? Why would that matter... but for the record its Saturday.

Today was fine. Ok ok.. i m dampening the spirit. Today was great. I loved today. For one fact that it was not completely fruitless and boring. Today I went out with Vish to our all time haven Mall. It was just me and her. We went around laughing and joking all the time. We visited many shops.. tried on some clothes... commented on some.... ate a lot and settled down among books. It was the most peaceful feeling. Being among books. Even if i aint reading. Books give me a lot of happiness. They give me a sense of calm. Be it reading or writing.
Today we talked a lot. I was telling Vish what i know bout History of the Mughals. Junk i read up in a phase of over indulgement in learning bout the history of India. But hey its not junk. Its a part of the history of India. It is a part of what makes India.
Then Vish was telling me bout her study section.. on finance and mutual funds... and insurance.
Bout coffee and the food.. and the books.. and the kids..
It was all fun but intelligent kind of talk.
But the best was a story Vish read out for me from a book on dogs that i would like to share here.

How were Dogs made.

When Adam and Eve (that got us in a discussion as to how Eve was made out of a Rib taken from Adam.. and it bought up the question... if Eve was made from Adams rib.. then why is it that men still have 12 ribs just like women??? They are supposed to lack in one right???) consumed the Fruit of Sin.. (an Apple... I wonder why it is not a banned fruit since it is an apple that caused all the peace out of this was to be peaceful world. But where does Pandoras Box fit in then??? I ve heard all the bad things came out of that box.. ???), God banished them out of the Garden of Eden and made a set of animals to guard the Garden so as to keep them away. Of these pack, some animals followed Adam and Eve and some remained back as savage beasts. Seeing that some of the group He had created had befriended Adam and Eve, God was angry and questioned these animals. To this they replied that As God had not wanted them to be dead which if He had wanted He would have readily slained them instead He just banished them out of the Garden so that they would create another world for themselves that would resemble Eden (thats where we live I guess.. that means theres the real Eden somewhere lost and safe and guarded by the beasts.. all we have to do is walk to the end of the earth to get there..). We accompany them so as to keep them alive and also keep them away from the real Garden guarded by the other beasts.
The wild beasts that guarded Eden evolved to become wolves and the tamed friendly ones Dogs.
Thats how Dogs came into being.

Wow. Nice na???

Lat week.. thursday to be precise..on my way back from the lib.. I was almost run over by Manu.. a junior of mine from school..
He talked.. the usual hellos and how are yous...
The brief meeting really took me back to those school days..
And i particularly remember the day that he had left me breathless...
I thought a lot before i decided to publish this out..
But its beautiful.

School is one time where you dont know where you are going what you are doing.. all u know is you gotta impress and outdo others...
I was one like that.. I was conceited (not that i m not today..).. hyper (when it comes to not doing homework and brewing quarrels..) obnoxious in a way...
I never thought girls any less than guys..
I was ever ready to chalenge them and never lost a chance to fight a guy...
And then in school theres nothing much of a boy girl thing when it comes to wrestling each other down right..?? Question of your honour..
It was the same with me..
No guy i fought with considered me a girl..and i never gave them any such chance..

When i joined back my school for my 11-12, i was damn happy to be back among familiar faces..
I picked up soon.. made friends.. juniors and seniors..
Ok.. coming to the point.. I was really close to these guys from the 10th std.. yep juniors.
Manu, Chandrashekhar, Jiju, Avin, and well many others.. i cant really remember the names.. but i remember faces.. sorry mates..
There was not one day gone that i hadnt quarrelled with them or pestered them. and vice versa.
Manu was the macho.. we fought.. real hard.. everytime we met on the run or around class was met with a not-so-friendly whack of a greeting.. and literally.
We never lost chance to pelt each other with slaps and punches.. well quite friendly but still powered. All in good spirits.. that was our way of affection.
Chandru was the cool guy.. i m really cool and fun attitude.. good..
Jiju was sweet.. our greetings were limited to just chats and jokes..
Avin left after 10. meaning the rest of the guys got back to the same school after their boards.. and well i was happy..
So this incident was when I was in the 12.. ad these people in 11.
We being seniors demanded respect from the juniors.. and well the new comers were quite reluctant to give us any. Hard time...
So one day.. Lunch Break.
Our gang out in the grounds.
Our commerce juniors.. 2 freshers.. guys.. walking around.
We watch them.. hawk-eyed.. angry that their class had not paid us any attention nor respect.
And there comes our fav gang.. and starts talking to them. Friendly.
We just walk on.. no care attitude.. well we dint really care.
We are approaching and these guys see us.. point at us and start telling the frshers our names followed by a brief intro.
My turn comes last.. Thats Roopee. Shes the Gunda here.. Beware of her...
I smile.. happy inside.. but a bit embarrassed..
They beckon to us to come over and say hi to the kids.. We near them.. and me cranked at the intro lash out at Manu.. Bad move
And he in response 'Punches' ma stomach..
Ooooofff.......
Hold on Roo... dont give up.
The new guys are watching..
Its kewl..
I smile at Manu.. passing him curses under my breathe..
Totally as if this is all that we do all day.. no big deal attitude wave at the kids... pass them.. and
Whooo......
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I'm out...
Well it dint hurt.. But it had knocked the wind outta me for awhile..
Leaving me Breathless.... Literally..