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She was always there right beside me to witness all the good, bad and ugly things I did in my childhood. Sometimes to advice, sometimes to scold and hardly to support! Oh yeah,...there were even ugly stuffs we did together. Growing up with my sister was blessing. I have always taken advantages of being the youngest among us...Getting all the nice toys, most number of candies, and all those favorite cloths. My sister, even now when I recollect, all these things are so clear. And yeah, I used to think that she got a nicer name than mine. Well, I still think the same!

But I think these stories are there in everyone's childhood. These are the root memories which never fades off from anybody's mind. And today I'm the happiest to know that...my sister, you will see two of your kids growing up together just like us.

Yes! My sister is carrying...new baby to the family!

Treasure Chest!

Four years have been mixture of emotions and realizations. Realizations that there are or were only two people, who supported me in every lows and highs.

I go back after my vacation with a heavy heart with the realization that my parents need me and I'm going to be somewhere, from where they have to wait for my next visit or a coming for good.

As I always say, god should actually grace me with one day when I start living at one place 'happily ever after' with my parents around!

Vacation - The Good Start!

The word vacation has never made much sense to me, until it is much awaited. So, I do have one of those now..started from last Friday..

4am at Bangalore airport was expected for me not to expect any of my friends in Bangalore to show up at the airport to receive me since it's "pretty early morning" in anybody's terms on a Sunday morning. When I was sitting in the taxi though I was busy on phone, I could feel the humidity, even though the morning was cool and pleasant...I could see my driver not following lanes and breaking signals and honking every now and then..But ultimately that made me feel like 'home'.

Apart from my other friends RT, A & K, on a heavier note, maybe I should thank 'sellingat100kmph' for making my Sunday...right from the breakfast, Masala Dosa, Long rides, Temples, Aloof roads, The one big banyan tree...Heavy lunch..Movie..Shopping and Shavarma.. In short most of everything which were there in "my-things-to-do-in-Bangalore" list.

When you dropped me back, I was glad for the day. But sellingat100kmph, I had to wait more than half an hour at the CCD for you..

One late night coffee!

In-spite of having such a nice weather, me and S- were lazing around at home for the whole Sunday. At 8'O clock in the evening, we have decided to drive somewhere.

We had to go to three coffee shops to realize that they all closes by 9.00pm. Finally we figured out one Starbucks which closes at 10pm.

Now that I have slept for almost 6 hours during the day and had a coffee at 10pm, I'm out of sleep, staying awake and writing this at 2.15am in the night when the rest of the city is sleeping. But then again..a coffee is something which I always crave for, that too a late night one!

The Confused Me!

The confused phase of my life has no end. I spent a Sunday, 4 hours in shopping. To be precise, spent in looking around and trying to select something. And ended up coming home without buying anything.

I always think of writing something on my blog, but my confused mind, most of the times brings out boring posts which I later decide not to post. Now, I'm sitting with this 1500 pieces puzzle, trying to fix them..Confused as usual!

Girl I Have Known The Most!

It was somewhere in 2007...
I was trying to convince her saying "he's not the guy for you".
She replied.."I know what I'm doing. I want to try the last chance of getting married to him. I hope rest everything will fall in place, if I do this"..
I had no words, yet I didn't want to stop her too. Because I always supported her.

But then after everything, was it for the threatenings, fights and harassment she got married to him? No!! I saw her in the pain.. I saw that girl, the cheerful, energetic, playful girl who was happy with everything else in her life..loving parents, job, good firends..Is it that she was too young? 21 years! No, that cant be the only reason...

After 3 months, she walked to me..
She told "I failed. I proved myself wrong. But I have no regrets. Because I did everything I can to save that relationship. It wouldn't have been easy to live with the thought that I should have married him. Marrying him was my last try. I can live with where and what I'm now."
I hugged her and told.."Yes! you are doing the right thing."

She got divorced right in front of me. But I knew, her bold mind would keep her moving. It might have taken time for her to recover. But time itself is the best healer. And I'm sure, she would be happy wherever she's now!

Wind Chimes!

I always had the habit of collecting wind chimes right from childhood. I remember collecting money for buying those and stuffing them all in my cupboard, because I used to be scared of mom scolding me for buying such 'unnecessary' things. Of course, as per her 10-15 wind chimes sitting in the cupboard was 'unnecessary'.

Lately, I realized that I'm shown as "Chimes" in one of my friends chat list. I was surprised, because I have no clue when I renamed myself to something like that. And what even-more surprising is, I'm shown as 'Chimes' only in his chat list..Strange..But, I felt good remembering that sweet word, one of my favorite words..the singing bells..."Chimes"

As it's said in the movie 'August Rush', There are lot of wind chimes out there in the world to enjoy!

The Haunted Cage!

Finding a place to live in Bangalore is one among the toughest jobs I have ever done, alone. All I took was from 2 PM to 10 PM to search, decide, pay advance, shift from Bannerghatta Rd to Koramangala Block 8, On 31st October 2010.

Even after 10 days of being in the new place, I couldn't figure out how to trash the garbage bags. One fine evening, when I was climbing the stairs to my room, this neighbor of mine was standing in his balcony and said a 'Hi' to me..

Me: Hi
Him: Hi..So you are new tenant here. When did you move in?
Me: A week back.
Him: The landlady told me once that there is a girl moved in here. Where do you work?
...
And the conversation went on for a while. I asked him and got enough info on where to trash the garbage bags too..

But the interesting part was, he told me some weired things about my room. He told that the previous tenant there, used to hear crying voices and the sandals left outside the room used to be found missing next mornings...

Ugh...In short, he literally freaked me out!!! I went inside my room and thought for a while. I'm not skeptical about such things. As long as I don't see anything wrong with the house, I don't have to think...

Days went on. I didn't see or experience anything...

And there was this one day, I left one pair of sandals outside the room by mistake. And the next morning I opened the door, and found just one sandal out of the pair is missing..EXACTLY as this guy told :)

A Diwali Alone!

November 4th 2010:
That is 5 days after I moved into my new apartment in Bangalore[to be more precise, as a tenant]. The chaos time of shifting, settling and arranging everything was almost over by this Friday, which is 4th Nov.

I was all set with the Chinese lamp and the brown carpet in my room. It was Diwali on Saturday, which is 5th Nov. I had my day already planned for Diwali. So this was the plan..

1. Waking up at 8 and going for a walk in the park.
**There was this park right opposite to the apartment, where I never went, before or after this mentioned Diwali**

2. Come back and have some breakfast. And then cook some good food.
**Yes! I can cook so**

3. Take a shower and go to the Ganesh Temple on the 100ft Road by around 4.

4. Come back from the temple, light the diyas and do pooja.

5. Have the main meal of the day.
**Can be called as an early dinner**

November 5th 2010:
I woke up 10 AM. The very first thing in the plan itself went for a toss. But rest of the things worked out pretty well. I had breakfast. Cooked. Went to the temple, earlier than expected. In fact I made it to the temple at 3 PM to realize that it will open only at 5. I roamed around alone for a while. Did some window shopping. Still made myself at the temple sharp at 5. Went back home, lit the diyas, did pooja..

And then I stood in the balcony. I could see people enjoying with all these crackers and fireworks. Standing there I remembered all the Diwalis' I celebrated with my sister, mom and dad...the ones which would hardly come again..I left the door open to see the streets..Sat on the carpet with the Chinese lamp on...

For a moment I thought, if I was not alone...

Picture Perfect!

Missing Bangalore was inevitable being here in Cedar Rapids. But the best thing could ever happen was to see the pics of Bangalore clicked only for me.

Life kept me always awake by giving me such sweet surprises. Not that I'm so much in love with Bangalore. But there is this feeling I enjoy waiting to see those pictures. :)

And not to mention, I love clicking these pictures of each and everything I see here and sending them to the one who's showing me Bangalore through the pics..

In one of our conversations off-late, he asked me,

V: What can the two of us be called?
Me: Tell tell..
V: Picture perfect!

And I smiled :)