Vicious circle of life!

Why is it that sometimes somethings sets one off real bad in real small time... something really small affects oneself a little too much that it is worth... sets one thinking.. one might try hard not to think about it or anything which can get her/him low.. and that;s exactly what one keeps thinking.. you feel like shedding a tear or two (to feel a little lighter), but can't (cos you dont know the reason).. and to make matters worse, we start listening to some slow, sad numbers ...:(

I wonder...
(Morosefully urs...)

To Be or Not to Be...

So, here I am on popular demand..hehe..
Been wanting to post, but as usual didn't know what I should/could/would (???) write about. I think so much about it, that it gets me nowhere. I suppose, I should just open the window (blog site) and type away to glory. But then, given the person I am, it is difficult. I am like that only.. hey, hold on.. That's what I am trying to get done through this post. Stop saying " I am like that only" and start " working on what/who I want to be"..

It's not new year's eve, neither is it my birthday.. But what the heck, it's the day I want to make a few resolutions (which would be monitored!!!.. Yes, these would be revisited in a month's time and evaluated (my god, HR and these jargons, esp during this appraisal time..hehe))..
Here is the list (or Do's and Dont's)

1. Need to connect with people more (hahah.. just need to connect with people is enough.. "More"..hahah).. Accepted that I am an introvert, but that does not mean hibernating in my coccon..

2. Work efficiently and effectively and more importantly, be happy and satisfied at the end of each day... (Simply put, no cribbing, and just thinking and not putting things into action not allowed)

3. Not to get worked up/ depressed about things/ people (their behavior etc) on which/whom I have no control.. Live and let live, that's the secret of happiness..:)

4. Continue with aerobics with fervor and be happy and proud when old trousers start fitting again.. hehe (just got into an old pair comfortably..and checked my weight and was quite impressed to say the least)

5. Last but definiotely not the least.. to BLOG regularly.. lets c how it goes.. (trying not to disappoint my self-declared fan, my sweetheart of a sister.. no prizes for guessing..)

If I have missed anything, people who know me can add on..

Ciao then..
Will be back soon.. (real soon)

KajuSandy

I am very fond of reading blogs. Some of them have got me addicted to them. But whenever the thought of starting/ updating this blog came, my mind went blank. Could not think of anything I could write about.

And suddenly today, it struck me there are sooooo many memories, so many ideas, so many thoughts that I can go on and on.

And the latest realization being, I should write about the most asked question to me: why Kajusandy? what does it stand for? Did you love "Kaju" as a kid or did you boyfriend named Sandy gift you lotsa Kaju.. and it would go on and on.. It was in college that I was even confused with a guy named Sandy (got a message on yahoo from his friend, which was obviously not meant for me). Over the years, I have grown so fond of it and also, I was proud that I had a different/ unique Yahoo ID..:)

Well it was a name given to me by my sister L and there are reasons for this name. This is actually 2 names: Kaju and Sandy. Kaju was because to my sister (and to a few others), I resembled the actress Kajol (I guess it had to do somethign with my brows meeting at the centre etc etc). I was named Kaju and my other sister V, Pista (to go with the flow), though these names were never used as such. (A trivia here: there is this site where you can match your face to celebrities, and Kajol was actually one of the matches.. I know Kajol, I made your day and you feel beautiful... But then, you are beautiful..heheh)

Now coming to Sandy, there is an interesting story behind my deserving the very prestigious name..:)).. I was studying in Trichy and my sister L was working in Bangalore. I used to be nicely pampered everytime I visited her. (Snippet: I still am more comfortable going to those restaurants, beauty parlor, shops which were introduced to me by her. Another thing which comes to my mind is, she will make sure to get me Ferrero Rocher cos she knew I loved them, so much so that till today, special dabbas of those come for me from US). So, coming back to the story, it's obvious that I would hop on to a train/ bus to come to B'lore at any given opportunity.
Long long time ago, I boarded a train (Tanjore- Mysore express) and as the smart ones would have guessed from the name, the last stop was Mysore (and not Bangalore) . Being the "Kumbhakarna" that I was, I kept dreaming and dreaming, not realising when Bangalore East- Cant- Central came and went. (also, being the introvert that I am, no one in the train knew I was to get off at Bangalore). And when the sleeping beauty finally arose, the train was way off Bangalore.. the chugging off at great speed towards Mysore... Luckily for me, it stopped at a crossover (is this the right word??), and I jumped off (only after somebody told me that there is a passenger which would take me to Bangalore.. otherwise, I was too happy to go to Mysore..:)).. (Snippet: I still preserve that passenger train's ticket: that was definitely one journey to remember!!). I came back to Bangalore, only to find my sister unpertubed (still wonder why.. luckily for me, she had not come to the station to receive me).. After narrating the story to her, she went to office... and guess what I did.. I went back to my dreamland.. yes, I slept.. and slept till she came back from work..(wowow!!).. And thus I got the suffix to my other nick name. Sandy was cos in hindi SAAAND means an ox.

It still did not become official. I was baptised the very next day, when I got my first email ID created. Yahoo had already given my name as a username to somebody else. We kept trying a variety of permutations and combinations, when my genius sister thought of trying if "Kajusandy" was avaiable.. and abrakadabra.. It very much was...

Thanks didi (it so sounded weird at that time, but I love the name... and sadly for me, that account of mine got hacked and could never retrieve it..sob sob) for all the memories...
But that was not the end of it.. If you realise, the blog (read the name) is a tribute to that long lasting memory..:)

New world

Here I am in this new world.."The Blogsphere"... Looking forward to this journey called "Blogging"..

Like a new born, I am a little fazed, a little excited and happy to have come into this world...

Been in the womb for quite a while .. now Eager to see and experience what the future has in store..

Till then, wait and watch...

n keep smiling..:)