Childish Guts..

Its been a long gap again..!
With friends urging me to continue writing am still thinking, what should it be? My school days.. college life.. Actually to be frank " I wasn't a 100/100 scorer nor was I good at public speaking ", the main virtues which make one popular during schooling.!
I just remember one attitude of mine which now looks very funny!. In any competition tat was held in my school, I was a participant. Obviously I would be a proud collector of those participation certificates and would show it to guests coming home.. :)
I feel very silly about it now.. But those days I kept it very safe thinking certificates help in getting us a job! The list goes on from Thirukural reciting competition to clay modeling, collage, painting, dance, light music, quiz.. I still remember a day during our fine arts in 3rd std when I and my fav buddy climbed up the stage during a break time and sang April Mayilae song on mike.. Its this plain guts with little over confidence tat made me do all this!
I remember participating even in a fancy dress competition with absolutely no preparation nor costume.. the only reason being, I wanted to wear the newly bought frock from Singapore to my school..!:P I just went to the stage and said Thirmakasi, which means "Thank You in Malay" and left the stage giggling. This attitude of mine even continued during college days in a different form.. Problem for anyone, I would be the first person to resolve it and get myself into a new problem..! :( Think my college friends reading this would know better :)
All this attitude of mine totally ended when I joined office. I was blessed with good mentors at work initially and everyday my thirst for learning new things was making me work with heart. Things did change when my mentors left onsite and came in a series of new mentors/managers. From extended work timings to working on weekend everything got dictated on us. The same work which I loved to do, when forced made me to hate it!
Just becoz many of us in our team weren't married then, it was very easy for our married mentor to make us work on weekend telling... "Guys, At least you don't have any commitment or family here!". It didn't end there..Thou we had earned leave balance they weren't sanctioned when required!. Those days I was only able to cry... I really don't understand.. Was it the same me who was so bold became so lame.. Was I not able to talk back just becoz my appraisal would get affected? Or by turning mature did I change into an Introvert.. mmmm... Guess I should start Speaking Up! :)

Pressure Cooker......

Wo Wo Wo.. Is it me who is playing with pressure cookers tese days.. I still cant believe.. :P
There were days when I used to run out of kitchen just hearing its whistle sound...
Tats Life. Changes are the only permanent thing in this world..! :)
Well... Is this the only reason am comparing life with cooker..?
There are lot of similarities I have been exploring..
I got married to a very sweet person on American Independence day 2008.
As a first year student enters into any crowded hall of seniors, I entered chennai airport for my first trip to usa.. All alone..!!
One thing every single relative and friend told me was to make sure I took a pressure cooker to usa. I got a prestigious cooker which was very reluctant like me.. Yes..very much like me.. :P
The first few months of married life was like handling the pressure cooker..!
With being totally new to use a NEW pressure cooker...closing or opening the pressure cooker lid was always a challenge..!
To add it, whenever my husband came home for lunch and told me he had little time and need to rush, my pressure cooker would either give a tough time to open or some screw would have loosened, or rice burnt :( Ma told me to apply little oil for first few days on the lid so tat the rubber ring gets set properly. She also advised me to refrigerate the rubber ring for better performance. I did it everyday and after a week's time.. the pressure cooker started to be little flexible and now.. its tooo handy. :)
Speaking of married life, Ours was an arranged one. :)
We wanted to be an unique pair who do not chat/ talk in phone unnecesarily before wedding :)
Mmmm.. tat paid off well when I started living with him.. :|
Lots and Lots and Lots of expectations from both of us resulted in petty fights. The friction was very similar to operating cooker ..!!! :'(
Mmm.. and well as every story ends happily.. We applied the Oil of Love and Acceptance and..Voilà!............Married Life rockz.. :) :) :)