Things men always wanted to tell women….

This being the first guest post on my blog, I thank SIDDHESH from SID-O-SCOPE. We, bloggers, call him Sid. He is the funny man of the blogger world. He is one of the most optimistic creatures that were ever born in the world. He writes for the passion and Fame. Sid, Thank you for giving this post on time. : P

Long time ago when God created first man, he knew nothing… he learned roaring from the lion,
he learned hunting from the tiger, he learned puffing his chest from the gorillas… God watched in pride his accomplishment and was fairly pleased with his creation… created the first woman who came inbuilt with all the powers, the man took ages to master. So the next time the man decided to roar…well…

So like now Raji asked me to open those things which men have been trying to trying to speak up for like…ages, with not sound effect.
Now as a personal note, remember its not me, it the whole male population, don't blame the messenger, blame the message. Ok, still want to kill me? I am going down bury myself in sand and hide. 

Now take a deep breath and read the list until I run away from here.
1. No, I will not meet your sister's husband's sister-in-law's husband's sister over lunch. (or any other relative for that matter, and I won't keep a track of what exactly is their relation with you or me)
2. No, I am NOT upset with you. NOR, am I NOT in love with you. India just lost the match last evening and I do not want to talk about it… like ever. (This is true)
3. I am drinking to forget the last match which India lost. (Don't ask me again)
4. I cannot remember the birthdays of your family and friends, no and I do NOT remember the day we met, NOR am I interested in celebrating our Weekiversary (what the hell does it mean btw?), monthliversary (ok, seriously!!!!)
5. For God sake, the rear wear mirror of your car is NOT supposed to be used to check if your hair, lipstick, makeup and traffic red-light is definitely NOT a place to do it. (And no I am not honking my horn for last minute because you are pretty, drive on)
6. No, you do not look fat in this dress, you look fat in ALL your clothes. (Fatness is irrespective of the clothes)
7. No, I was NOT looking at you, I AM looking at the chocolate in your hand. (Ok, this is an excuse, I was looking at you, but 
its not eve teasing, you are pretty and you know it…bhaav mat kha and yes I want that chocolate, I am hungry)
8.  No, it is not cute, that I carry your BAGS all the way across mall, while you PRAISE I am so sweet. (And it is also not cute that you talk to your friends how I carry your bag, while I am still there)
9. No, your Scooty is NOT a good place to sit in the middle of the road, chatting with a friend, who is sitting on her scooty, about your college days during rush hour. (and middle of the street does not sound good meeting place either)
10. I cannot read your mind, please speak. (I am a normal human being)
A note, I am simply a messenger, don't blame me. I did not say the things, I said above.
Disclaimer: The whole thing is written in good faith and in only meant for fun. It has no relationship with any person, group of persons or totally anyone.

The Voice

She woke up in a white room, on a white bed. Artificial light swallowing her up from the fluorescent lights above. Blinking a few times, she sits up, her pale skinned arms holding the bed on each side of her. And then, she hears him, and remembers where she is and why.
"Good morning, sleepy head. Did you have a nice sleep?"
"Go away."
"Come on now, Neha. We go through this every day. Haven't you learned already?"
He laughs. That sick, evil laugh echoes through her head. She hates it, hates him. Wants him to leave her alone but he won't. The pills.. They don't work. The doctor and nurses say they will but she knows for a fact that he'll never disappear. They don't hear him, so how could they know!
"Leave me alone. Please!"
She falls off the bed, and crawls to the corner of the room. The room is completely lit, it's not possible for any shadows to be there because of this right? Then why.. why is there a shadow standing right in front of her, with a big disgusting grin on it's face?
"Let's play a game, little Neha."
"No.. I don't want to play with you. I just want you to go away."
"Tsk tsk. You know I can't do that. I was born for you, so how could I ever leave you?"
Holding her hands over her ears, she shuts her eyes tightly. But she can still hear him. Hear the malice dripping off his every word.
"I won't leave you Neha. And you can never escape me."
She lets out a scream and runs to the door. It opens with ease. She notices that no one has even come to see what the scream was about. Even as she's running down the corridor, panting and crying, no one is giving the littlest glance.
"And I thought you said you didn't want to play."
"No. Don't follow me, leave me alone!"
She finds a door that leads to the stairs. Quickly opening it, she runs down stairs and stairs until she reaches a door with a sign on it saying, 'Ground Floor'.
"Someone, help me please!"
She stands in the middle of the lobby, trying to catch her breath. There are many people around, doctors, nurses, patients, and even visitors. No one looks at her.
"Why.. why won't they look at me? Are they ignoring me?"
"Ahah, silly babe. They aren't ignoring you. They simply can't see nor hear you."
"W-What do you mean?"
"You are as I am. Nonexistent to the outside world."
Her body starts to shake, and without a warning, she hits the floor screaming. Blood starts to gush from her wrists and throat. No... it isn't blood. It's thick and black... and smells of death.
"Wha- What's happening to me?!"
"You are dead. Don't you remember? I kept telling you, you can't escape from me. Even death cannot save you from what's a part of you. And I, Arun, live in your conscious, and have always been a part of you."
"Wha-"
Before her eyes, it's like a movie playing. She sees herself, in her little white room, nothing but a window and mirror on the walls. She can hear herself talking, can hear him as well.
"If you won't leave me alone, I'll make you!"
"Now now, that won't do at all. I'll follow you, Neha. I will follow you anywhere and everywhere. No matter how hard you wish for me to go away, no matter how many pills you swallow, I'll always be here."
She watches the memory where she breaks the mirror. As the glass slides across her wrists deeply, and then finally across her own throat. She shudders as his wicked laugh echos through the empty room. The life flows from her veins, and his shadowed body laps the blood from her neck.
"You'll never be rid of me, Neha. Never."

Then in a flash, it's all gone. Her eyes open and she's in her bed again, not a single recollection of what happened just seconds ago. She sits up in her bed, both hands on either side of her...
"Good morning, sleepy head. Did you have a nice sleep?"
Another day of an endless hell begins, a never ending loop of death. A punishment for taking the life God gave her, or maybe just a way for the voice to prove that she can never rid herself of him.

Pregnant with two babies but not twins..

I was just stumbling through New York times and I came through this piece of information about a woman named Julia was pregnant with a baby girl and when she went in for ultrasound a few days ago, they found that there was another smaller fetus growing inside her. This time, a boy. She was shocked initially but the doctors have assured her that it would not have many complications while delivery, but the first baby would be born on Dec 25 and the next smaller baby boy would be born on Jan 24. It is one of those rare cases where the guy could not keep himself occupied with anything else!!! LOL. There is the picture for you.

  And for more information on this, visit here

Mood of the Day :)

FANTASTIC FOUR :)

Tagged by a new blogger friend Bharathi..

Four places I have lived (not in any particular order):

Chennai

Kumbakonam

Bangalore

Chidambaram

Four T.V shows that I love(d) to watch (not in any particular order):

Friends

Everybody loves Raymond

Hannah Montana

Faith and Hope(over Petera iruku la)

Four places that I have been on vacation:

Chennai (with family and friends)

Pichavaram

Tada Falls near Andhra

Waynad

Four of my favourite food items:

Biryani

Chola Poori

Naan and Panner Butter Masala

KFC Burger J

Four websites that I visit daily:

Gmail

Orkut

Facebook

And last but never the least our blogs

Four places I would rather be (not in any particular order of preference):

Paris

Madurai

Delhi

UK

Four things I hope to do before I die..... (not in any particular order):

My priorities for these things are the 1^st in the list so here goes nothing:

Buy my mom and dad, my grandparent’s old house.

Take a world tour with friends

Pamper myself with ice creams and sundaes

Talk to Mr. C.K Ranganathan (founder of Cavin Kare, Chennai)

Four novels I wish I was reading for the first time:

Kane and Abel

Harry Potter Series

Sidney Sheldon ( all of em)

Desert Rose

Four movies that I can watch over and over again:

Minnale ( I do that almost every week on Raj TV)

Gladiator

Princess Diaries 1 & 2

Pasanga( loved it)

ICE AGE 1, 2 & 3(Hilarious)

Four people I believe will respond to this tag:

I tag Raji, Anand, Nikhil and Priya

The only one...

The only one i think about,
The only one I dream about,
The only one who makes me smile,
The only one who makes life worth while,
The only one to bring me joy,
The only one I'm ever thinking of,
The only one I've ever known,
The only one who will save my soul,
The only one to keep me sane,
The only one I'm reminded of,
The only one I'll spend my life with,
The only one who is perfect for me,
The only one I wish to see,
The only one I'll ever love,
The only one is you,
My love.