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For W nothing is better than this.. WordPress and I met three years back.. It’s around 3 and half years back.. I was in search of some designs by Lijo Reny Architects and I found their blog in wordpress.. Then I thought of starting a new blog (The old one in blogspot was damaged) 🙂 That is how this 3 year old child is born.. 🙂 My domain was in another name at that time.. Then I changed the name, got familiar with the wordpress process and found those wonderful wonderful writers here.. This is the best writing platform I ever had and some people I got from here are family to me.. 🙂
I met some masterminds.. some magicians.. some thinkers.. entrepreneurs.. everyone..
So.. WordPress for W.. 🙂 Big toast to my people.. 🙂 The family here.. 🙂
Sri Di.. Neerja.. Deepika.. Kavya.. Bala.. Darcy.. Srinath.. Piku.. Sneha.. Rupzie.. Hema Di.. Tejas Bhai.. Jenny.. Jackie.. Jithin.. Teny.. Bhanu.. Bikram.. Love you all..
Nothing comes in my mind when I think about P.. All I have is Palakkad..I have a deep relation with Palakkad.. For someone who thinks what is Palakkad; Palakkad is a district in Kerala. My favorite destination since childhood. It is where my father’s eldest brother resides. When both uncle & aunt passed away, their children settled there and thus Palakkad became my usual holiday destination. Every vacations were described as Palakkadan days. That’s from where I started loving traveling. Palakkad is the hottest district in Kerala. With a loads and loads of Paddy field Palakkad possess a slightly different culture from the other districts.. Palakkad was a background for so many Malayalam novels and movies.. And for me.. Nothing can beat my love towards the place.. 🙂
November isn’t my favorite month. But November is a special month for me.. 😉
Days passed as she struggled to get into the routine.. Time flown as she tried to open her eyes in the morning.. Moments jumped as she reached his tie and made it proper.. She ran around the home.. She raced in her work desk.. She closed her eyes and morning fell all of a sudden.. Her eyes decorated dark circles.. Her pen stumbled on words.. Her breath became slow.. She saw the winter coming.. The cold wind gushed through the window.. One more month passed.. It’s November again!! 🙂
Time to do the unexpected!! 🙂
Happy Blogging ❤
Life won’t be easy until you know what you can do. Life wont be easy until you find your power. I am powerful when I have a pen and a paper. I am confident when I until I believe i can write. But the most powerful weapon we have is LOVE.. 🙂
Love can heal anything.. Love is the one thing which connects us.. Love is the feel which makes us keep on living.. Love is what a mother felts for her baby from the day it starts growing in her womb.. Love is when a father hugs his child after scolding him for doing something wrong.. Love is when he kisses his love’s forehead after the first delivery.. Love is she tip toeing into the kitchen without disturbing her man’s sleep..Love is when he gives a piece of chocolate to his sister.. Love is when she helps her brother for the exam.. Love is when she shares her coffee with her love of life.. Love is he holding her hands from stumbling.. Love is in those biscuits bought by Grandma for me believing my childhood favorite is still my favorite.. Love is when your friend lends their shoulder without asking.. Love is when she clutches my fingers and snuggle into the blanket.. 🙂
Love can be a ‘Take Care’.. ‘A Drive Safe’ or a ‘Sleep Tight’.. 🙂
Love is in ‘Stay Blessed’ or ‘Are you ok?’
Love is when he whispers ‘I love you’ and she returns with a ‘To the moon and back! Always! Forever! Till the last breath!!’ ❤
I.. I am.. the easiest one.. but I don’t know how to write about it..
I am the most complicated human being I ever encountered with.. 😛 I am the worst kind of person with the most weird thoughts.. I felt normal when I came to know that there are other people like me.. 🙂 I am love covered with my smile and grudge hidden behind my soul.. I am bold in the out and lighter when you get into my heart.. I am that roar you hear at times and the chuckle when you tickles.. I have my choices and I m not ready to take up anyone else’s for me.. I am someone who shuts up when you say I am wrong only because I know I am right.. I hate arguments and of course I hate shouting.. I am the peace lover.. You think I am different but the truth is I am unique.. And note; I am loyal.. I am a glass piece bubble wrapped with love.. I am what I am and remember behind everything there is a reason!! 🙂
P. S : I know you all didn’t think the same. 🙂
Happy blogging.. ❤
So I m back! That’s a lie. My internet is still down and I am using my colleague’s PC to post this because of my laziness in using WP from phone. So get back to the challenge. A to Z challenge is the first major challenge I m participating in these 3+ years of WP life. And that’s why I m taking this as serious. I wish to complete it without any failure; but now I m not so hopeful of ending it in the perfect manner. Leave it out there!
H.. While thinking about H, first came to mind was H for Harry Potter & H for Happiness. I was confused whether to chose this or that. And I ended up in Harry all because Harry Potter is happiness. And I have some other happy news to share. I got a new job and will join there after ten days (In sha Allah 🙂 ) . From the interviews and all, I came to know that I m shifting to a very busy and rough working environment and will be working on shift. So I m not so sure of getting access to WordPress as before. So that’s a mix of happiness and sadness. Will try my best not to disappoint my friends and readers here. And another happy news is my niece started schooling. Look how fast time is flying! ❤
Harry Potter! That’s with what my childhood is made of. As I am from Kerala and our regional language Malayalam have a great collection in literature, I wasn’t interested in reading any English books in my time of school. But, it was then on a fine day the Librarian of our public library told me that he have Harry Potter there. He gave me the book on my next visit and thus the potterhead in me born. 🙂 Then I searched and found all the released books of HP series and read it and one of the main pastime of me at that time was to narrate the story to my cousins. They were all excited in hearing that. They used to urge me to read the rest of the story as soon as possible so that they can hear it from me. 😛 Right after my madness became critical the Didi who lives my next door (mother of two grown up girls) got the fire of Harry Potter. They were in Goa and once when they came on leave, I went to visit them. I was welcomed by a book shelf where the whole Harry Potter series ( only 5 was out till then 😉 ) is arranged stunningly. She passed her fan dust to her kids and those girls; Saina & Saeda now know each and every scene from every HP book. 😉
Harry Potter is a religion. As we all say religion teaches us how to live, those book series gave me a 1000 lessons to live better and be a better person. It showed me how precious family is, It taught me what friendship really is (Harry, Hermione & Ron – That’s true definition with Neville & Luna) Snape showed us what unconditional love is (After all this time? Always! ) Dumbeldore taught us what is important in life.. Every character in it was imbibed with a lot more for a life and they all made my childhood colorful. For Harry Potter I would like to thank the creator behind it; J. K Rowling who is always a magician of stories for me. On my early days with the book I was wondering how can a person make this kind of stories and connect it in the best way and later I realized that’s what is called a true passionate writer is. Big salute for her!
P.S : My dream of owning a Bookshelf and the whole Harry Potter series is still remaining. Hope I can share that happiness with you soon!
This is the edited post!
GO!! For the first time I m drafting from my phone. It is horrible. 😮 Only because I would like to complete this challenge in the best way I used mobile to write & soon I realized i m not supposed to do that.
Go is a word I hate when it stands alone. I feel it like abandoning. But I love when people say ‘Lets go’ (Tagline of ALTO) or ‘Let it go’. Yeah! Who don’t know ‘Let it go’? It is the academy award winner song. And I love the movie ‘Frozen’. Its the first song Mayasa sung. One morning, two days after the first time we watched the movie I head her making a howling voice. She was standing on the coat and raising her head and hands accordingly. I made my ears to listen her keenly and realized she is singing ‘Let it go’. Then she was only 1 and half and now she is better in singing that. Howling ended! 😛
Its the song which made me and my two nieces closer. One of my niece and her cousin; both little girls are born and brought up abroad. While I was staying with them, for the first week they both were shy to talk to me as I m a big one considering to them. I tried my best to get closer to them but my cousin sister discouraged me saying that kids are too weak in speaking and getting mingled with others. The very first weekend we went for a trip and we three were sitting in the back seat of the car, I heard them singing Let it go and fighting over the words in lyrics. In a moment i corrected them with the right lyrics and they both got shocked. One in them asked me ‘How you know this song? this is an animation movie.’ I took my phone and played the only one song in my playlist then. it was ‘Let it go’. They both smiled at me and now then on wards they never made a strange approach to me.
I was supposed to talk about Go and look what I wrote. So.. GO! Go is what I love when it is related to traveling and what I hate when it is related to relationships. I am a wanderlust and when someone says about going to any place I will be the first one who beams and stands forward and when it comes to relation I couldn’t digest the part of leaving someone without any reason. I would like to hang on till the end to what I need and in the end if nothing is hopeful I will let it go!
Yet again before coming to the point I would like to let you know that I am yet again going through a writer’s bloc. I am trying my best to bounce back as fast as possible.
“Yesterday is today’s best memory”
College.. I don’t know how much that mean to me.. I got a six year long college life before ending up on a job.. It was after completing my 10th grade I made a straight entry to College for Diploma in Architecture.. It was the first time I experienced the fun of being in college.. As it was a Govt. College, freedom was unlimited.. ❤ I loved studying among a 29 other elder girls (All joined after Plus Two and I was the younger one.. 🙂 ) I still remember my seniors who made me do mimicry and mono-act in the ice breaking section and got flattened when I sung Kal Ho Na Ho title song.. We became close friends and it remains till now.. 😉 I had the best experiences from that college. Staying away from home made me much stronger to face the problems.. A colorful world of every emotions. I often doubted whether it was a good choice to drop the Plus Two option and join the big deal; but it was one of the best decision I made. I m grateful to God for giving me a chance to be there and giving me the best gems to my life.. 🙂
Leaving the first college after the course was a bit tough task for me. I was there for three years and my mind was weaved with the air around the campus. I struggled much to regain myself when I landed back at home. Then again I was appointed by life to join another college for my graduation. I had a straight entry to second year there. And I guess it was one of the worst thing happened to me. Landing in 70+ students class room; they already friends for the past one year and all the students looked at me like I m an alien. Actually I was an alien there. I struggled the next three years to survive there. But from there too, I was surprised with some wonderful minds who made me alive.. We can find the gem in a trash too..
Both the college lives happened in an important phase of my life( I think that happens to everyone) and that made me stronger and shaped me into an individual like this. For me C is Chocolate..Care.. Coffee.. Cars.. But, College.. It have the best memories in treasure..
So that’s it for my College memories.. Love you all who made my days there beautiful.. Love you all for those wonderful memories I still cherish.. A big toast for everyone; to the teachers, to the friends, to the juniors, to the seniors, to the batch mates; who is still close to me and to those who left behind in the race of life.. Sorry if I ran faster than you.. I love you all.. 🙂
Someone who is already into my blog knows how much I m closer to my brothers. Not to everyone (I almost have a 30-35 cousin brothers in family) but some are vital part of my life. Something that is irreplaceable.. Often my weakness & the best strength.. They makes me laugh most of the time.. 😀 (omit the sober part.. 😉 ) Brother is a feeling.. ❤
I m lucky enough to have some of the best inside my family and away too. Often people will make us feel like family with their heart.. Proud to own them..
For me brother is someone who is always beside you to lend shoulder to cry and give their nose to punch and laugh.. 😀 Someone who is ready to approve our opinions or who shoots it out straight to your face without making us feel awkward.. 😉 They know that we are ready to take the best from them and ready to give the best for them too.. Someone to whom we can open up our fears and blunders.. Someone with whom you can fight at the night and smile in the next morning.. 🙂 Someone who gives a share of their food if you are hungry and takes away from our plate without asking.. (this one is not about Shabee.. :P) Someone who know you are getting irritated and will keep on irritating.. Someone who is ready to sacrifice their favorite movie for your next day presentation.. Someone who calls every weekend asking are you coming home today..Someone who make big talks when you are in crisis.. And someone who holds you from falling and shouts at mom that your daughter tried to pull me down.. 😀
A very very very big toast to the big ones and little ones in my life.. My best brother Aashi.. My day & night support Nibin Chettan.. My funny bone Vishnu.. The big big Kp.. I love it when you people say I m the best sister in the world.. 🙂
And a very big hug to my lovely family.. Partners in crime.. my buddy Shibu.. Big bro Shahil.. All time talking & food partner Shabee.. the rock star Aju and super cool Thousi.. ❤
The biggest one Shibukka.. My ibnu’s cool dad Shagikka.. Reading consultant Sudhikka and laughing hub Kochumonkka..
Trust me!! You guys played a big role in making my life around more lively and lighter.. Owe you all.. I got a lot to mould myself from you all..
Love you!! ❤
Long live.. 🙂
I opened the bundle of my memories and it slipped. Scattered on the floor making me smile. I drowned in those memories. I have a load of happy moments with my loved ones to recall. I always wish to relive that time again and again. And my greatest memories…
I have written a zillion times everywhere about the birth of my niece. Here and there I always mention her. She is the sunshine of my life. The most wonderful part happened to me till now. And if I think about her; I can’t pick one single memoir. I have many. Almost four years rolled down with her and I don’t know where I will store the upcoming memories with her in my mind. Obviously the born day is the best memory I have about her.
She born on a time when I was pursuing my studies and going through so many personal strains and issues. I felt those time as the worst part of my life. Being in a mental crisis I managed to spend most of my time with the baby. My mental stress carved my physical health too. I was slumber all the time and every day I was losing hope in myself. It was on the 25th day after her birth I went and laid beside her. She was sleeping and I was weeping. Till then I had a pastime of making her clutch my fingers with her tiny hands. She never did that her own. I made myself much closer to her not disturbing her sleep and I was thinking about what should I do to regain myself. I closed my eyes and prayed for an answer from Almighty. All of a sudden her tiny fingers moved and clutched my fingers in her sleep and she held it tightly. She gave a bare smile, still with closed eyes and continued her sleep. That moment! It is one of the turning point in my life. That moment I started to find my life and happiness through her. I smiled at her. I talked to her even if she is asleep. I discussed my worries with her hoping she is understanding me. She often gave me smiles or little voices when I ask her something and I started from there. I decided my next step with her. Everyone will feel funny while reading this. What can a one month baby do to you? But for me, I bounced back from there. I resurrected from that little second and here I am; strong enough. While writing this I am having the same chill on my bones I had at that time & a little welled up eyes.
My baby.. I don’t know whether you will remember how well bonded we both were when you are a kid and I was your aunt.. I don’t know whether you know how well connected we are now.. Time will pass and you may forget the games we played, the stories I made, the lullabies I sung and the walks we had.. I was happy when I saw your first teeth.. I was super excited when you started calling your Mumma.. I jumped in air when I saw you walking.. I felt proud when you always say You wanna grow up and wish to be like me.. I loved it when you copy my little traits and make me laugh.. After all, you made me smile.. smile and smile.. Nothing over ruled my love towards you from the moment you born.. Love you honey!!
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