Friends forever

I was going through some old emails and found this email from Blondie. I am so lucky to have friends like Blondie in my life. Blondie, Intellecual Goddess, P Diddy, Papa Ramero. You guys have been with me through thick and thin. I love you'll

Shreez please take care of your self...I know that your parents some times feel that your not mature enough or the fact that u go against the wishes of thefamily...but sweetie there is one thing that I want to say...am very proud of you and what u believe in...I think you are a very mature and responsible girl...I think nobody will agree more than I do. I’ve seen u transform from a school kid... from a college graduate....I’ve seen it all and trust me sweetie you’ve transformed into a very nice girl who has a good head on her shoulders!!!....am proud ofyou....ok my darling Shreez!!!
Now smile!!!
Will call u later
Love u my sweetie...take care

Until nothing is left

She sits in her favorite arm chair, legs curled beneath her. Her eyes reflect the fire, which crackles and pops in front of her. Flames slowly advance towards the dry pieces of wood. Enveloping them, eating away slowly but steadily, until they are nothing but red embers destined to turn into ash and be swept away.

She yearns for silence although it surrounds every aspect of her life. She is faced with mute lips, deaf ears and blind eyes. Yet the voices in her head scream at her. Every minute of every day she hears those voices.

She is not crazy, neither schizophrenic nor a hypo manic. She is just a girl with problems. Problems like every one else. And they are slowing eating her up, breaking her down bit by bit. Until nothing is left.

mmmm yummy !

I love the fact, that when I walked into my house yesterday - it smelt of warm cookies... cinnamon, blueberries and dates. It felt good to be home.

Calling New York

Little things make me happy. A certain song, some thing said from the heart, a specific smell, an online hug... little things make me smile.
The past year - the constant thought in my head is "I've grown up"
I guess after living with my parents for 21 years - it feels good to be away. To stand on my own to feet and not run to them with my tail between my legs as many predicted I would.

But coming back to what I started off with. Walking back from the grocery store, having people over for dinner tonight (pasta and vino)
Any way walking back with my arms full of groceries, listening to music, smiling to my self - I felt like the main character from a chick flick. Felt grown up.
And then a truck passes by - fumes spurting out and in the little cartoon stip in my head, I am now covered with soot.

Am not making sense. Difficult to explain. Any way almost end of the day. Yippee.... 12 people over for dinner. Cant wait (I am such a little hostess) followed by staff volleyball.
Adios

PS - the reason the post is titled Calling New York is I felt very new yorkish - refer to chick flick character.. ok me bluthering now.

PPS - its pouring with rain :D

From outfit analyis to appreciating people in my life

Trust S to notice some thing about my outfit and make fun of it. Todays fascination was with my shoes. My red wedges.

Some of the retorts:

The one eyed foot

Toes with a moustache

Weird feet

You've only painted one toe (not true)

This boy has nothing better to do, than do analyis my outfits. But I really dont mind, when he and B dont catch on some thing stupid I said or analyis my outfits I know some thing is wrong.

Oh yeah and the first thing he says on sunday when I got into the car - going fishing?

(was wearing 3/4ths with boots and a sweater)

Then decided I look more like I am going horse riding than fishing...

These people have an obsession with my socks. I dont wear the usual socks. Mine are bright and funky to reflect my mood!

Black and yellow ... bright organge.... pink with cows (I love my socks) and they love makin fun of them.

But that is B & S - and I adore them. My family away from family.

They all have taken me in with arms wide open - Auntie and Uncle have been my mum and dad over here.

I love the fact that I feel at home in thier houses and they feel the same way about my house.

People think B and I are sisters and dorm parents - long story another post maybe..

But yeah I thank God for bring them into my life - past year would have been very different with out them around.

Cheers to you guys

Blueberries

Been in the mood to cook lately... blueberry season - therefore the main ingrediant in all my recipes.

These are the ladies who go to the forest and find blueberrie. They remind me of Prof Sprout from Harry Potter.



Blueberry cake with lemon glaze
Blueberry and oatmeal muffins
Oatmeal cookies
Blueberry spread
Blueberry liquor (vodka and blueberries - mmmm yummy, a new demontini maybe?)





Been thinking of starting like a catering business... well basically just deserts and snacks.. ne ideas people?

Daddy dearest

I love my dad. Adore him, respect him, all in all the number one man in my life. I am a daddy's girl - I just need to ask and I know dad will get it done for me. And I guess with the fear of being spoilt my mum became super strict with me. But now that I live alone, I know I can count on him, but I am on my own to feet and like doing things my self.

I am lucky that way, my parents have never been the type to get on case for the whole marriage thing. They dont care what other people say and ask.. about the whole singlehood thingie. They have never placed any criteria on the guys I go out with.. no religious, caste or staus issues. But mum did give me two pre requistes

1. Must like dogs (with fours dogs in the house, she aint going to be locking any of them up on my boy friend's behalf)
2. Must know how to enjoy a drink. (Our home's focal point is the bar. Its where most dicussions and fights take place. No we are not an alcholic family. But enjoy a drink once in a while)

Mum wants me to enjoy my 20's and make most of single life. My dad is slowing realizing that he has turned 61 and whats to retire and have lots of grandkids to play with and there for looks at me! What about my brother - he has to place the family seed in the world - go look at him and he is 8 years older - he needs to get married. But my dad says he wants to see his baby get married.

Any way I still consider it to be a big joke and smile whenever dad brings up the topic. Which brings me to the reason why I was writing this post and got side tracked as usual.

Blondie and I were sitting with mum and dad having a drink :) When dad suddenly says
"You have to meet this uncle's son"
S - "Dad, stop it, the last guy was not my type and doubt this one will be either"
D - "He is really handsome ask your mother"
S - "Mum ?"
M - "He is pretty good looking"
D - "See .. and he is pilot and can sing what more do you want?" (he says this smiling)
Blondie interupts

B - "Uncle wait, I know what my best friend wants - let me check him out"
D - "Ok"
B - "Is he big made? not scrawny... shreez needs a guy, who when hugs her, makes her feel protected?
D - "He is pretty broad... "
B - "Ok, not bad.. secondly does he have big hands ?"
D - "What??"
Mum begins to laugh

B - "Uncle I know what shreez wants, she loves big hands - does he have big hands ?"
D - a bit flabeergasted "Well yeah I guess, not that I really noticed"
B - "Last, but most importantly - is he tall ?"
Dad with a gleam and most excitedly says
"YES YES he is tall...... he is 5'7"

?????!!!!!!!!!!!
Blondie and I fall of the chair laughing.
S - "You cant be serious dad"
D - "What, thats a good hight for a guy"
S - "Dad I am 5'7... if I wear heels he'll look like a midget infront of me"

Oh and too top it off I asked my dad what the guys name was? He said he dint know his real name, but his pet name was "Minku"

Blondie and I laugh hysterically and head out for drinks and dinner.

Thats my dad for you. He is the cutest.

PS - to all the minku's out there. I have nothing against you'll. Peace !

Incriminating evidence

Technology has finally come to bite me in the arse. Although technology is usally on my side, since I am the only one who has my camera with me 24/7 to video tape every single aspect of our lives -
Lemon tree
Tequila
Truth and Dare
YMCA
Sex change
Waxing
Just a few of the many videos which I have taken over the past year. I however was lucky to always be behind the camera, while other's made complete arses of them selves.
But that dang S found the incriminating video. The one, which can potentially lead to a very precarious situation.
Here I thought I held all the cards in my hand, he said he deleted the video... but he found it. I have to be nice to him now.
Dang stupid social networking sites. Facebook you provide the perfect access point.

Sound track to my life

Songs which make me happy
Inner smile - old aiesec song, brings back the memories of aiesec, ah the good ol days
Had a bad day (Daniel Powter) - odd choice but I like the song
Hard on the ticker (Tim Mc Graw)

Songs which always makes me cry
Dance with my father (Luther Vandross) - I love you dad

Songs which remind me of people
Eye of the tiger - Intellectual Goddess (4th is April baby)
Losing my religion - Maniac (beavis ! muah)
Wish you were here - JD (a part of the past)
Blame it on the boogie - White boy (the semster was fun)
Sweet Caroline - Bon (miss ya roomie)
Higher (Creed) - S (you finally sang it)
Lucky lips - JB (first song he sang for me)
Follow me - Dancer (funny white boy)
No woman, no cry - Papa Romero (thanks for the dance)

Songs which I listen to when I need to vent
Drops of Jupiter
Save tonight
You learn

Old favorites
Mustang Sally
Born under a bad sign
I'm your Hootchi Coochi Mama
Twist and shout
Tutti Frutti
Good golly miss molly
Shout

Lovey Dovey songs
With or with out you
Deep
Eternal Flame
Two steps behind
Every thing to see her smile (Tim Mc Graw)

Songs which tell me I'll get through it
Trading my sorrows
I will praise him
Indescribable
Every move I make
I can only imagine

Almost famous

I have a write up on the school website. Am I not cool ? I love the last line, makes me sound extremely intellectual - I can come up with so much crap some times :) (oh yeah and I enjoy witing in the third person)

Shreez
Projects Assistant

Shreez is currently assisting in the KISCO office on various projects. She is 22 and a graduate of University of Delhi, 2005 with a Degree in Psychology (specializing in Industrial Psychology), and hopes to complete an MBA.

Discovering the KIS volunteer program just by chance, she admits that it's the best decision she ever took and is very grateful for the opportunities offered to her by KIS.

She went on to accept a full time contract and is now committed to KIS for a further 2 years. Shreez comes from an education background of a family-owned and run Delhi independent school. She enjoys interacting with the students, as well as helping out with their various activities. Having run summer camps for children between the ages of 6 - 14, she has put her skills to use in KIS. As a debating and theatre enthusiast she feels that KIS is just the place to be.Being in Kodaikanal is the first time that Shreez has ever lived out of Delhi but she feels quite at home at KIS and is into the swing of things.

"The hustle and bustle of school life infused with the serenity of a hill station is the perfect blend. for an avid reader and poet like my self."