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May 24, 2008

Ronaldo and more!!

Filed under: Ronaldo, football, ran-dum, sigh, tennis, trip — cavene @ 2:33 pm

Men in India can’t smile for nuts. I have been going to my Tennis Class for over three weeks now and nobody smiles at anyone. I mean just as an acknowledgement. Just to mean, “Yes!! I know you, how do you do!!”. Why on earth do ppl here find it so difficult to do something so simple. Of Course they don’t know me, but still.. Human beings here are mad. END OF STORY!!

Oh and btw, it isn’t just the guys, the girls too. I keep seeing them, I play with them, I run with them but they can’t flex arnd 14 facial muscles to make their faces curve to a smile. If at all I do bother to smile first, either I get weird looks or they turn away their faces even before I can complete my wide mouthed smile fully. I always wonder how they don’t crink their necks, at the rate at which they turn their heads off and no.. my smile isn’t that awful looking.

The reason why I say ppl ‘here’ is coz the only person who smiles at me is an Albanian lady.

Now to the topic that everybody has written abt already but I have to say this.

ManU WON!!! YAY!!! YAY!! YAY!!! (acc to others)

RONALDO WON!!! YAY!!! YAY!! YAY!!! (acc to me)

He is the world’s greatest looking guy. I swear.. I am so darn smitten by him. Looong time since I have had such a HUGE crush on anyone. But I am just so into him now. Orae the checking out wallpapers of him, pictures of him, everything and anything that has him. I have gone totally wacko abt him.
Let me do some justice to the match. It was awesome. I loved the first goal Ronaldo scored. It was awesome. My bro said that it wasn’t such a great header, but since I am so new to this, I thought that the shot was awesome. Lampard’s goal wasn’t so great. But somehow I actually like that guy. I read abt him in the papers and all seem to like him a lot, so guess it rubbed off on me too.
The fight in the extra time was cool, the penalty shots were just nail-biting exciting. AWESOME!! AWESOME!!
When Ronaldo missed and the way he looked.. AWWWWW!!! It took me a lot of self restrain not to run to him and tell him “Its ok, baby”. The fact that I was in an entirely different country and that I would never get to see him, let alone touch and console him occured to me much, much later.
I felt awful for Terry. Somehow with just that one match my respect for him grew. I still hate Ballack, but he is cute. Lampard seems to be very composed. When Terry missed the penalty and when ManU actually won, he was reduced to tears and he looked very paavam. But once the camera zoomed to Ronaldo lying on the ground all the paavam feeling for Terry vanished.

Super exciting match. Heard that a Arsenal, ManU match would be much more interesting as they hate each other apparently.
And for all the unfortunate humans who don’t this guy, please take a look below and know for yourselves why on earth I like him so much!!
MY RONALDO!!

Besides all this, I had gone to Tiruchi and took this pic. I found it amazing. Heard of cat on the wall?? Here are some GOATS ON THE WALL!!!

This goat then jumped to the other side of the gate. They were just so adorable looking. Cute things and they were just outside the house I stayed at.

Yup!! That wraps things up!!

P.S. Ppl, I have just started watching football so forgive me if I seem not fit enough to write on matches.

P.P.S. I searched for a million pics of Ronaldo and found the worst and posted it here, didn’t want anyone to stare at him too much. (I do realise that the two ppl reading my blog are guys but still I don’t want you guys to look too much!!)

March 30, 2008

Omana kutti

Filed under: friend, memories, sigh — cavene @ 6:12 pm

This is to my friend..

There are so many things I want to tell you. You were the reason I came to this place coz I knew that you’d be there when I needed someone. In the pool of unknown faces, I thought I’d have a face to look at and smile, knowing that the person will smile back. The things we have been through. The years of knowing you, the times we’ve spent together.. I used to live in your house and you in mine. You were my BEST friend. You still are.. I promise.

The laughter ..I swear.. still rings in my ears. The innumerable times we have bunked, The hours we spent on phone talking abt your crushes and mine. How you used to call me when you got a new nail polish and you couldn’t wait to come the next day to show me. I’ll never forget the day you bought a lipstick for me, just coz I liked the smell, with all the money you had, instead of buying the salwar you really liked. I’ll never forget your adaprathaman.

I miss you when I go to lav’s place. I missed the fact that I could tell the whole world that I finally got in the Univ that I wanted to, but I couldn’t tell you. I hated everybody who walked upto you and congratulated you for gettin in CTS, since I couldn’t. I hate the fact that I smile at ppl whose names i barely know, but on seeing you, I have to stop the smile that came on to my face. I hate not being able to call you up and discuss prithvi raj. I hate not being able to call you on ur birthday. I hate it all.

I can’t believe that I let a stupid fight get this far. I am an idiot. If I could do ANYTHING to change the way things are btn you and me I’d do it. But, I tried talking to you, it wasn’t the same. Its been too long. Too long since I lost my mind. Friendship is supposed to be easier to erase than love.. Or so they say. But no!! You helped me get over what I thought was Love, but I couldn’t find anyone who could help me get over you. You were there, through all my tears, you were there. Thank you for that da.

I was too protective of you. I didn’t realise that you were perfectly capable of making your own decisions. I am sorry. I shouldn’t have done what I did. But I could find no other way. Maybe he is a great guy. I would never know now. I just didn’t want you to hurt. May be I was wrong abt him, but my intentions weren’t. Burns had given me a card,” Friendship is like ceramic glass. You can break it and fix it. But the crack will still be visible. It’s like that. Now I can talk to you, but the words we exchanged, the things we did, no matter how hard we try, I guess it won’t go away.

Though we don’t talk anymore, you are still there arnd me. I don’t know how. I talk to you sometimes, all in my head though. All of us miss you. Whatever happened, was btn you and me. So I wish you meet up with all the others. They’d be happy. I’ll miss you when I go. I wish we were still in school. I loved it there. We were inseparable. I sometimes wonder.. what would have happened if we still could talk. I guess I’d have been talking to you now, asking you what I should be blogging abt now.

Since we drifted apart, I made a lot of new friends and all those ppl say that if perphaps we still were talking, then they and I would never have been close. But all these ppl TOGETHER, cannot and will never be able to be the friend you were to me. Was there anything that we didn’t talk abt. I miss Sindhu too, and Aunty and Uncle and Thaatha too. Yours was the house that I first cooked anything at all. Uncle and Aunty were all praises. I can still remember that day.

The first ever night out at priya’s house.. The nick name you got from that day onward.. Angel Girl.. We are never going to get all those back ever. I still check your marks when the results are out, omana kutti. I can’t forget our study sessions b4 the exams. The slap you gave me b4 going inside the exam hall to help me get over something stupid. So many memories, years back they date and yet so fresh in my head..

There is just so much I want to tell you. So many things have happened since we chose to loose contact. But none of that seems to be important now. I somehow still want to revel in the times we had together. I dont have any ego, I would love to get back to being ourselves. But I see that you don’t want to. Its obviously ok. Just as always.. I’ll smile with misty eyes. What I want.. and what is important is that you are happy. I hope all that you have ever wanted, would come true. I love you and always will. I miss you and that too.. I always will.

I don’t even know what purpose this blog has served. I couldn’t tell all this to her, so I guess.. I just chose this medium to write abt it for lets say.. closure. But I don’t know if I got the closure or not. I just have to wait for my next nostalgia bout.

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