Incredibleee Mee...:P

im backkk

After like Ages....

and im proud to say that im done with one year of uni...and i survived!!!

do you know how many times i logged in to this page and never posted...i kinda have become addicted to the Facebook format...

when you just log in for a break, check for new updates and log out soon before anyone sees you online and will catch you for a nicee long awesome chat....

loads of changes and loads of things have happened...

well one of the reasons i didn't write her any sooner was that i had exams...ONE MONTH OF EXAMS...how brutal can it get right...

and right before that i kinda did something stupid...kinda the thing you expect from a person like me to get wrapped around you knoww...

as the kid and abu his roomie always says...im the type which trouble follows....not real trouble..you know the careless stupid typeee...

For example...

when i was in 3rd Grade and when those big iron automatically closing doors were first introduced to Sri Lanka..my daddy dearest installed one to his office room and i, once when i got home... forgot that the door kinda closes automatically... forgot to take my hand off the door while i was chatting with my dad after school...got all my knuckles in my right hand broken..ohhh yes... all 5 of them....

Then there was in Grade 4 when i got Dengue...and went into a coma coz the hospital misdiagnosed me..but i the super fighter survived...lol..i mean yeah not exactly like that...but i survived...

Then exactly one month before my A Levels i kinda was walking up the stairs with a plate full of hot hot pol rotti to my room coz i had some sums to do..and as soon as i was about to climb up the last step i kinda slipped and fell ...all the way down...:S...

nooo i wasn't home alone...my mum was there...i guess she kinda screamed the house down...i kinda was not conscious for a day...and was in hospital...but ..not even a fracture to a bone...yeyyiiii...:)))..

sooo you get the picture right...im one of those fortunate people who...survives despite it all...

sooo yes as i was going to sayyy...

what i did THIS time....

Could you guys have guessed it...something that i haven't managed to commit myself in to...

well New years eve...we all Sri Lankans went to Rustaveli...the industrial hub to watch fireworks and they have this incredible concert...(mostly in Georgian..but you kinda know whats happening...)...

The whole city square is shut down and the whole place becomes a wonderland of fairy lights...

and there are ppl everywhere..like bees in a bee hive...

It was an incrediblee firework display...

we Sri Lankans...in this little foreign land...together...away from homee...drank the beauty of it all...hoping it would replace the feeling of not having Family around at the dawn of a New Year...a New Decade...The most important time of our lives...

I will tell you i got a tiny bit home sick...but the wishes the warm hugs and the togetherness that brought us together as we yelled the count down at the top of our voices made us realize that we are indeed one big family over here...

as we walked..and walked..wishing and laughing with strange ppl...we missed the last metro...

and we all decided to Cab it homee...

everyone pooled in..

we four girls plus the KID in one Taxi as the boys refused to send us alone...even though it means the kid had to drop us and walk to his place...he came with us...

we came near our Flat...i Payed the driver and i refused to take money from the KID coz he came to drop us..not nicee right...

The next thing i remember is...

Waking up yelling "Ammaaaaa.." inside an MRI machine...

for some reason as soon as i woke up i remembered that i was crossing the road with the Kid Opposite our building and that the girls were behind me...and then i knew the MRI was in a hospital..which means i got knocked...by a Car or something...sooo..but im alright...

The Doc came to mee...spoke to me in English and said..a nice looking man...

"You got in to an accident...don't worry..your at the hospital...i know your hurting...but please stay still for the MRI...you know the process because i believe your a Med-Student..."(all this i figured out before he told mee....hehehe...)

All i could stutter was the one thing that kept running inside my head..MY FRIENDS...THE GIRLS AND THE KID...

The doc said none of then were hurt...only i was knocked by the car...

and i blanked out..coz they sedated mee...

Next time i woke up was to the same doc..who asked me if im allergic to Local Anesthesia...which i said no...and believe me...i couldn't feel a thing..nothing hurt....and i really don't remember anything about getting knocked...:S

Then he took scissors...he said i needed stitches on my head...i told him not to cut my hair...hehehe...how silly can i get at a time like that right...

he said he will try his best...and he started stitching...and i blacked out againnn...

next time i woke up...no clothes...yukkkk...with just a robe...and a man was at my bed side...

I panicked...

I called the nurse they changed my bed clothes there was alot of blood...:(((

apparently that was the fourth time they changed my sheets...

i told them to pls call my friends...and she gave me a phone...

she asked me if i remember who to call and i said yes...

I called the KID...no answer...

I tried the Girls...No answer....

I tried The Kid's roomie...No answer...

Then finally the KID's landline...

and he picked up...

i said...only one sentence..

"Please come take me...there is a weird man near my bed and he is not going and bring clothes for me...All clothes..."and i was hoping he would understand what i meant by "All Clothes"hehehe...

The doc came as soon as i finished the call...

he said...i have no internal injuries...no fractures...

But i have a Blunt Head Trauma with 6 stitches..on my Occipital bone..that is near the top back of the skull...and that i have a Blood clot on my right leg were the Car hit me...and soft tissue damage to my hands and legs...which he says was caused my my fall....

and that since im young and healthy he is discharging me...Yeyyiii

And he introduced the man beside my bed as the father of the Young Man who knocked mee..

ooopss...

Then the Kid and the girls came in...i was delighted...

and i was wheeled home amonst love and happy teary smiles...

To Be continued.....lol...

See what i mean...I am a real Trouble attractor...

God Bless ya...

Hope you ppl are safe and good...

Hugs and kisses...

This is where i stand NOW..

SOOOO....

I'm back to normal...not that i was ever normal...more like back to being mee....:)))yeyyiii

lets say i'm back to being the extra-ordinarily normal meeee...:D

sooo studies are coming back to me...and i'm having fun..wasting less time...and i take time to play and also talk to people more often...sooo yeah...i'm getting back on-track...not really there....but i know i'm getting there....

1 more week for my friends to come back...and i survived two LONGGGG..months without them around..i guess this wasteful vacation did make me realize how much i love working and studying and the whole exhausted feeling of being buried in studies...i like it in a totally normal way...:P

sooo far..life is going easy...except....some stuff...:))

well lets see...this is what it is...Where i stand...

1st year Med student...doing well sooo far...looking all good...:)))

Torn away from my awesome friends who loved me to death and who practically was around me to help me out of all the crazy things i get into...the type of friends who finishes your sentences for you..and who were just a text away...

And sometimes it's hard to keep in touch with them...i dont blame them...but life sure is crazy....

It sometimes blindly throws you out..and you have to sort of start all over again..

It's kind of fun you know...building up your own identity...and all...

Then life i guess is also trying to make me realize that i have to step out of my comfort zone...the friends who knew me...well enough to help me out even without asking....because i feel really uncomfortable asking people for help...but i'm always ready to help anyone else...

Sooo life is playing this cruel trick on me...asking me to open up and make close friends like i used to have...and to live life with them...sooo i'm going to do that...hopefully...

Because i guess it's time to change a little bit..change is a good thing sometimes...:)))

And then i have to realize certain things about this KIDS issue...

I have to confide in a girlfriend...because sometimes boys dont think like girls...and girls think a lot right...soo I've decided to open up to someone...who can probably help me out with the different stuff i stumble upon...

who said life and Love is easy right...

And i kind of hinted to my mum....about the KID...and so did he to his parents...:S

My Mum...likes the KID a lot...BUT ...the age...she was concerned,,,she said that since i'm the elder one it's going to be really difficult for me later in life...to think about it a lot...her exact words were..."Putha think about it ...i dont want you to get hurt...people will cause problems for you..laugh at you...and since it's a TWO year gap i dont think his parents will like it..."

:((((

well...now i dont know...

she also said..."Putha he is a nice boy..i like him a lot...i wish he was your age or elder..i really do...but think about it...before you do something.."

Usually when a mum says think about it..it means they are scared for you..and that they want to protect you...so they dont like it...:((she said she was sad that the KID is so much younger to me...

The KIDS's Parents...."She is a lovely girl...only if she was younger.."

Big sigh...so i still didn't tell the kid how hurt i am of this...since he is all psyched up about coming back to see mee.after not being around for 2 months...

This is where i stand???

what do i doo???

What do i say????

All i know is...i like my life right now...and i have realized the meaning of ..

"Dont let yourself go...everybody cries...and everybody hurts..."

So...i'm blank right now..i mean...i'm just gonna live life...and really live it...enjoy it...no matter what...time lost cannot be taken back...

And People are the most important...you can relive the memories that you treasure the most...sooo i'm going to make more memories...loads of them...

KID and ME..i really dont know...may be i will talk to him...and see..what we can do...:(((

it's just one side of life...

what do you think???

Big hugs to all...i guess we all hit the rough bottom sometimes...this is to all those times...

God Bless...

I want to be a Billionaire...:D

ok...soooo

Lets say that some people have various ways of letting off their steam..some just meditate..(boring..for me...cant sit in one place...never could..:P..)some take up Yoga..(Still cannot...not the flexible kind..)..Some do intense training..(Like Boxing..love my knuckles too much)..some watch Movies..(I doo sometimes)..Some eat chocolate and ice cream..(Love doing this..main consequence...next whole week you have to watch out your food...because you put-on and it's no fun,,) AND some Go Shopping...(My favorite as well as a favorite of a real close friend of mine...*you know who you are...wink..wink..)

Well and as you know..since i have time to kill...and the determination to see the country as much as possible during the holidays...we went off to a shopping district...LILO..

Main purpose...Buy my friends winter jackets..

Four girls along with one guy...poor fellow..he was just too bored to stay at home so opted to come with us..i guess he just didn't know what he bargained for..

The boy was given the responsibility in finding the Metro and bus route...as apparently this place is like an hours travelling out of the city...and we heard that the place is BIG and that you can get anything there...for quite a cheap price...

Yes the magic word..Cheap...:))))

and why did i goo???because i needed to take my steam off....a pair of simple Polaroid shades..:))..innocent right???

The big question..why buy winter jackets in the middle of the blood boiling skin burning heat...because...during the season the clothes are way too expensive....way to expensive to fit in to the limited budget of a parent funded med student...:(((

So we compromise to give our parents a break and try to make do...you know what i mean right..

So we meet up at 9am at the metro station..my roomie and i had rice for breakfast because we knew that we might need all the energy in the world...:))

The boy was on time...but he was too lazy to cook and was starving..

The other two..same story..

We ask the boy directions..

He said, we need to take the metro to Wagsal station..get down... change the metro and get into the other one and head to Isani..and then take a MachuteCar..(Mini-bus...kind of like Vans...you get in Georgia for reasonably short distance travelling out of main cities)..But as usual..he didn't know the number...or to which direction we should go..left or right...hehehe...typical...why did we ask a boy to get directions...and since every board and bus direction plate were written ONLY in Georgian..OMG...it felt awesome...hehehe..

Anyway..we set off...went to Isani safely...got out..everyone...was wishing so badly for a Saiwar kade...or a kottu joint...and my tummy was practically Screaming for hoppers or string hoppers with kiri hodi and sambol...ooohhh..how we take Sri Lankan food for granted...

But instead had to go to a cafe..and eat yucky Shawarma..i mean it's not bad...but that's all this country has got for you know on the go food..and we have eaten our share of it..and is kind of really sick of it...

and we headed off...asking everyone on the way in sign language...the number to go to LILO...thats the name of the trade city..and finally got in to number 236..:)))

And these tiny things go super fast...i'm sure we were doing around 90 to 100 Kph...AND it was coool...we went along the way spent 80 Tetri...(Currency here...Amounts to just..0.43 USD..) and arrived safe..and whole..lol..

It was like a place around 5 times of Pettah..the amount we saw...and when you enter the by lanes...you figure it's this HUGE MAZE of absolute bliss for a shopoholic like me...or for any girl..

The Clothes...

The Shoes...

The Tincklets...

The Boots...

The everything..

So we shopped..more like window shopped...stopping here...stopping there...touching something...going to buy something..then being fiercely pulled away from something..pointing and walking...

The Clothes..beautiful...i need to come up with a better word..tiny pink shorts to gorgeous sun dresses to amazing tube evening gowns to chic skinny jeans...there were countless times when my friends had to come back looking for me...because i was day dreaming in front of some dress..in a shop..:))))hehehe..

The shoes...cuee bubblegum colored canvasses...lovely sleek heels..and then it caught my eyes..SEXY BOOTS...ohh yes...i said it...they were awesome..and i made up my mind..I'm going to let my steam off buying SEXY BOOTS and Shades..

Since i anyway needed a pair for winter..i thought you know...may be it's for future use..and tempted the other ladies into eying the boots..and it worked...to the utter dismay of the tired worn out boy...who has been walking around with us for over three hours wondering why on earth we have not yet bought anything...lol

How can you decide when you are in this breath taking place full of material beauty and temptation that God and Buddha warned us about..hehehe...Boys never get it anyway..:P

Found Jackets...But they were way beyond our budget..they were like 300Lari to 600 Lari around (200 USD to 500 USD)..way out...

Sad heartedly we gave up..knowing that after 5 hours of walking through this maze ...that it was useless....but i was restless...i needed to let my steam off..and plus the girls had to buy the winter jackets...

Soo we headed off in another bumpy but high speed 1.20 Lari ride back to Wagsal...square..a place like Pettah..but not as varied and huge like LILO...

and here we found...

SEXY BOOTS..

and can you guess it..

Yes i bought..i bought Sexy boots...for 45 Lari...and sent a text to my mum after buying it..hehehe...Because i didn't want to spoil the moment...with my greatest newfound treasure...:)))

and i like the tempting devil made my friends buy boots too...and the spree for Jackets were thus forgotten..

All in all i need to mention that today was one of those rare days i really wanted to be rich..

I was thinking as i glimpsed each item i wanted to buy...what if i had money..not that i dont..but more than enough...just more...like i would have bought a truck load of stuff from LILO... because there were things to buy and to walk away from such a place buying nothing is like shopping suicide...but i guess it teaches us control...spoils us little less...and makes us appreciate life a little bit moreee...

But i almost cried when i walk out on those dresses and shoes....i badly wanted to be a billionaire as shallow as it may seem..we all come across these days...

And i know what exactly this guy was thinking when he thought this song out...

Billionaire...check it out...

God Bless...

Let your steam out...sometimes...it actually gets you thinking...with a cost..:(((

hehehehe

Enjoy..

And so i dream...:)

We all have dreams. We all have our fantasies. In a world full of harsh truths and harsh realities it is my escape in to this dream world that keeps me going and makes my hopes and ambitions seem achievable and accomplish-able.

This is a dream which a friend of mine and i dreamed with nothing but innocent intentions, and to us it turned out to be magical.

We dream of achieving ambitions. I a Neuro-surgeon. He a Pediatric-Surgeon. Both to be successful. Both to be the best in the field and both to be respectable and world renowned. And innocently as it may seem we dream of one day being super rich..:)

I want to wear only designer clothes. Go shopping to Paris. Buy myself a Merc. or a BMW SUV. Travel the world, travel business class and dine at the greatest restaurants in the world.

He wants to tailor exclusively. Buy all the techno gadgets. Buy himself a Merc..(professional looking one). Wants to spend money and live luxuriously.

I want to get married one-day...I think...i'm still deciding..:P

He clearly wants to get married at the age between 27yrs to 30yrs. Though he is sure it will have to be his parents choice because he has no belief in falling in Love with a girl like that to get married..:D..weird right???

And we dream together. And at sometimes our dreams collide and we feel comfortable just to let it stay collided and build it along.

We dream of a dream house with Dogs. Hopefully Labs or Golden Retrievers.

We dream of lovely, cute kids. He wants a baby girl like me. I want a baby Boy as adorable, lovable yet naughty like him.

We dream of waking up together in the morning. He first. Morning hug...a kiss..and he volunteers to make the tea and milk while i snuggle up and sleep more...;)

He comes..wakes me up. We drink tea and fall back on the bed to talk.Just talk. To just Hug and watch how nature just miraculously gives light to the world. How each ray of sun reflects on the trees, the flowers, dew drops. How the rays touches his face. How the light shines on my skin. A moment that is truly ours to drink in and enjoy before the rush of a hectic life engulfs us.

The kids run in and jumps on our bed. Demands his attention and mine and so we pour them all our love, drowning them with thousands of hugs and kisses. Teasing them, tickling them and listening to the ringing of their joyful laughter in our ears and with secret looks at each other being thankful to God and each other for making our lives this perfect.

We spoke that we are not going to be perfect. I told him that i'm going to be all cranky in the morning with messy hair and swollen puffy ugly eyes. He who has seen me all sleepy before said that i look cute and adorable. And he said that if he gets mad that it's going to be hard for me. I agreed that i will hug him tight until he calms down, and we were happy.

We figured that in every way we will be okay with each other. I mean just perfect for each other. Well that's all that matters right????

I told him that since i'm short and a bit chubby that i wont look that great, but he calls me pretty.

He is tall and bigger compared to the tiny me and i find it awesome.

He wants to show me off to his friends. Being the most perfect husband so that my friends will be jealous of me. Yet he dreams of being faithful to only me and i smile at the memory and enjoy it.

I dream of all the moods that i might get into. All the fights that we might have.

But i know that we will be totally alright. I know that we will bug each other. I will get bugged and he will act like he gets bugged. I know that we will learn together. we will learn from each other. Me from his extensive Brain Power. He from my Work- Attitude. I know that we will have animated conversations and that we will never run out of things to talk. ...from friends to hobbies..going on to subjects of intense study.

We know that we can always be ourselves with each other. Share a drink. Share a toast for our fulfilled life. And we would always see each other for who we are.

He dreams of buying me stuff. Anything and everything and i know that he will take care of me and that i can trust him.

I dream of being all that he wants me to be. But then again i don't have to change a thing. i am who he dreams of me to be.

Lastly he tells me that he will treat me like a princess. If i was his and i know he will. And i want to be treated like that someday.

With him i know that i will be his equal..intellectually, academically and spiritually. Isn't that what every girl dreams of???

He tells me that he loves me to death and i tell him the same and we both know that it's the honest truth.

And so we wonder together what God was thinking by bringing me 2 years before him and him 2 years after me.

I guess he has better plans for us. But yet we wonder why????

Wouldn't it be perfect???

And so i dream...:)

God Bless...

Smile Always...:D

Aurudu Party..:D

lol..i know that this is like really overdue...But this is one party, that i have to tell you guys about...

As you all know by now we are all trying to celebrate each Birthday/festival together as one family as it is like the only time we get to breath freely and to be ourselves and go crazy....:)

We wanted to celebrate Aurudu on a grand scale...(in our limits..you know..low budget student pocket size..)..Frankly because we were soo jealous of our friends and families who constantly reminded us via Skype and Facebook about how well everything is going back at home ...preparations for the festive season...:(in true Sri Lankan style...

It was also a birthday of one of our friends so with the combination...we decided to celebrate it with real mixed style...The Muslim and Tamil girls got together to make Laddu and i headed off to the B day girls apartment to help with the preparations over there.

Three rice cookers with kilo's and kilo's of rice were washed and plugged to make milk rice...

I helped with the cutting of onions.Another girl and i cut around 4 kilo's of HUGE, SMARTING,RUDE onions that made us cry an amazon...sniff... sniff...

We made 3 Huge plates full of Milk rice. A ton of Lunu Miris and Milk toffee..not to forget cutlets and sandwiches..(very western i know...but we have really limited resources...)and finally the Birthday Cake...nope we didn't make that..wanted to..but the Birthday Girl flatly refused to risk it on us..who were all first time cake bakers...:P

After laboring for 3 hours cooking, burning hands..applying toothpaste..crying over onions, slipping and falling..(can you guess who that was....wink..wink..)aching backs and hands...and many comparisons over enhanced biceps..we were finally ready...:)

Ready with a full table of lovely food...

Milk rice and lunu miris.. cutlets and sandwiches..milk toffee and cake..laddu and samosa..

Now doesn't that sound heavenly...:P

The boys arrived equipped with Laptops and a mini sub-woofer system..(that is what i was told it was..) from God knows where and amazing music...

Let the party Begin...:D

Firstly after a drooling funny slow version of "Happy Birthday"..we all dug into the yummy Cake..which had lovely Red jelly bubbles on top and as you can guess everyone wanted a piece with jelly on it...

And i didn't get one...:(

When i sadly exclaimed this around 10 people offered me bites from theirs and i tell you..lucky me...i'm sure i ate the most amount of jelly...:)))))

The cutting and serving of the Milk rice followed..everyone made a ritual to pose for a picture and then feed everyone present with a piece of milk rice exclaiming "Suba Aluth Auruddak Wewa"..Happy New year...

by the time we were planning on serving individual plates we were all femished...lol...

Laddu was heavenly...Samosa Divine...Milktoffee like nectar and to sum it all...everything was perfect...:D

Well then there was a second cake which the boys have brought and suddenly before we know what was happening..i got a slap of icing across my face...and a remarkable cake fight began..:))))

there were people slapping people.. strangling people.tripping them over... just to apply some icing on their face..lol...

Wasn't it a really messy way to have fun...Just like BOYS...:@..hehehe

After cleaning ourselves and the BIG mess we played a more decent version of "Spin the bottle"...

I being the most responsible and trustworthy..(AHAMMMM)person amongst all..i was fatefully given the responsibility of spinning the bottle.

Mind you i didn't know that Spin the bottle was a very unholy teenage game..:S where you had to go kiss the person who the bottle directed you towards..yuckkkkkkkkkkk..:S when i exclaimed that i have no idea about it..people were like How old are you??12yrs???:S..seriously did you know about it???no right????:)

Then it was play time..who ever got the bottle pointed at them had to to do what the others dared them to do...childish i know...but still it was fun..:) well there followed many embarrassing moments of people imitation each other,licking the floor..eeeeeeewwwww, tickling people into tears..singing of impossibly high pitched songs and i being soo lucky had to give a Georgian kiss to a malli..who went Red in the face starting from the tips of his ears..which was soo sweet yet hilarious..

Then we had music..since my friends place had like a super Huge Hall..we put on loud music..dimmed the lights and put on our dancing shoes..and danced like Mad..:P Many hidden talents were revealed and we all for the first time sweat-ed and was glad and hyper about it...

Door bell rang once..friendly Land lady asking to reduce the volume of the music..We turned it down for like 10 minutes..hehehhe..door bell rings for the second time...asking not to jump on the floor..we were ok with it..Door bell rings for the third time asking to Stop everything...by a very angry landlady..ooopsss..lol..

Then we had ice-cream mind you it was 1am..and we started singing songs...

Halfway through we realized that we have lectures the next day.And none of us were prepared..plus it was so windy at that time that opening a door was even out of the question...:S

So here we were stranded on New years Morning at our friends place...35 of us....soo we decided to keep on singing till it was time to go...

3am...we were still waiting....The wind was making evil noises but looked like it was finally reducing...to us...

Now we were all really tired!!!:(..sleepy with milkrice filled tummies... exhausted with dancing and sooo horse with all the singing and shouting...:(

I had Anatomy credits the next day..:(While the others were chatting i pulled out a friends Grey's Anatomy and started reading it...Not because of anything but because i honestly dont want to fall in to my lectures Bad books...she is scaryyyyyyyyyyyy..:(

Then finally at 5am we decided to risk it all and leave. with many sleepy good byes at the auspicious time of 5.10am ...which was when the New Year Dawned ..we all stepped out into the skin-biting wind to go home ..Call Paradise...and have a long chat with our parents, family and loved ones...

Now that's what i call celebrating New Years in a real cultural style....lol..dont you???;)

God Bless

Happy Smiles..:)

It's Party Time!!!

welcome back...

So here i was running back home after church..with around 5 boys carrying mega bottles..two huge cakes...buns and candles....

Halfway through i call home to find out that everyone is ready..

we run faster..i can hear the poor boys cursing away.:)..i dash to our building..i hear the noise and the raket the 50 invitees our making inside our tiny 2 bedroom apartment...Omg..i can hear them scream 3 floors above to almost the entrance..

How am i going to make them shoosh..

and i can see them standing against the windows and sight seeing...lol...They are supposed to act as if they are not at home..

But then again..

50 Boys and Girls cant keep their mouths shut i guess..

I enter the apartment breathless with the boys trailing behind me.

they leave the stuff in the kitchen and go join their friends...

SG, CP and i begin setting up the food table...our catholic mallis come help stick candles on the cakes and then..they sit down comfortably in the kitchen and eat burgers in the name of being helpful...ughhhhhh..BOYS....

Then i shoosh the crowed and call my friend who has been babysitting SL to bring her home....

then i call SL and tell her that we just got home..and that we are too tired to come if she wouldn't mind coming home with our other friends and that they can stay over for dinner at our place...

she agrees...

And then comes the really hard part of making the people quiet..

we dump the boys into the hall..and the girls in to our bedroom so that it wont be crowded...

and i tell them to please keep quiet as the Birthday Girl is on the way..it works for like 10secs..before they fall into loud chatter again..:((((

i leave them alone..send a boy to control them..

then suddenly the whole house goes quiet and i got nervous..went to check on the door to find the boys doing a rehearsal...awwwwwwwww..how sweet right???

then the door bell ring...

OMG..

i quietly open the door with nervous smiles to find another one of our friends at the door step..

hehehehe...you can kill the boy....expect them to give you mild heart attacks..

we resume cooking...

And the noise gets louder..

I walk into the hall ask them to keep it down ...

goes to cook...

still shouting...walks back into the hall..

begs to be quiet..it works...they stay quiet...

but not for long....

i get really MAD...i walk in again..this time armed with a butter knife..(lol..i didn't mean to take it...hehehehe..)threaten the boys..

they freak out....and also feels sorry for me...

then i get a call from my friend saying that they are almost here..

i tell the boys...

move them away from the windows..

switch off the unwanted lights..

and wait patiently...

SG is giggling nervously..

CP is pacing nervously..

Me....hehehehe....lol...was really excited...

then rings the door bell...i look from the peephole...then figure out that everyones coats are hanging on our rack..

and then hurriedly stack them away in a nearby empty cupboard..wow...what a close shave...

I open the door...

invite her in..make small talk about church and all and casually lead her to the hall...and Open the door.........

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SURPRISE!!!yells 53 voices in union...followed by the most loudest version of Happy Birthday to you....

also Followed by the grand entrance of the HUGE double birthday cake..all lit and looking niceeeeeee...

Camera's flash....

People are laughing.....teasing and grabbing at SL...

Meanwhile SL is in a state of shock..and just keeps on smiling in the most maniac manner...lol...

it was simply awesome..all went according to plan...yeppi..we were happy....

Happy in our hearts..happy in our heads..

happy in everything..

Then came the cutting of the cake...with another round of happy birthday..sung at the top of our lungs...

Watching from my corner...i see many things...

I see pure Joy radiating from SL's face as she is about to make a wish before blowing the candles...

I see our friends happy..enjoying each others company....

I see SG and CP holding hands happily savoring the success of our plan...

I see people Happy...Happy as we are meant to be..enjoying simple blessings in life..which we often forget..

The company of our loved ones..the celebration of Human Lives...and the existence of Love in the world..

Then after the cake is cut i get dragged into the live version of life....

Cake has to be cut...and SL goes around the whole room feeding everyone cake...

I take the responsibility of cutting the cake and the others serve it around..

the people start the chatter...

and we all join in the fun..chattering bugging each other...

And guess what...

The food disapeared..60 Hot Dogs and 75 Burgers...!!!!:D

Then the boys wanted to sing..so we decided to take them outside to the adjoining Basketball/Football court for them to shout since it was nearly 10pm...

we sent SL to our neighbors with Birthday Cake and she got a gift from one of them..nice right??

well it was an unmentionable gift..!!!!lol..want to take a gift..SL quickly grabbed it and ran into the room to deposit it safely..and guess who she meets on the way..

A parade of boys..who...since they cannot stand being curious..grabbed it from SL's hand..we went to her rescue..CP got hold of it..and stood on top of it...

Three boys were on the floor tugging at it...SG was tugging at it from another end..and i was tugging the T-shirts of the boys..but alas!!!..the mightier boys won and they happily passed it around...in inspection..and there was SL surrounded by all twisting in embarrassment...LOL..

count on your neighbors to be nice people right..lol..

Then we all locked the door to go to the court and into the chilly nights in our coats...

By the time CP and i joined the gang a baila session was in full swing...

after getting bored of that we opted to play..mind you it's around 11pm...

We agreed on playing Ice and water..awesome game...the teams were Girls Vs. Boys..

Omg WASN'T IT FUN...

We got the chance to take all our revenge on the Boys...we slapped them..hit them...dragged them...Dropped them.. threatened them...fell with them..knocked on them..somersaulted..and ran around the court like mad women,,,,,it was fun..

Yours truly was the first to fall...hehehehe

I was chasing a boy to Ice him(freeze)and another boy came right at me from another direction.. knocked on him..!!!!and i went flying and fell on my back flat on the ground!!lol...hehehehehe.. embarrassing is not the word..especially when the said boy is standing unharmed..and the whole court goes quiet wondering if i'm dead or alive..i get up...cheering goes up..and we run again..

We seemed to take ages to freeze the boys..

but we all get frozen in a matter of minutes...

We knew the secret..THE BOYS CHEATED..

even after we freeze them they run..helllooooooo..cheaters...

hehehehe

Many fell...many boys were complaining that the girls slap hard...

one boy complained saying that a girl hit him so hard that he is sure his sternal bone is cracked..lol..

another boy got all his buttons ripped off the whole shirt by another girl..

I myself was guilty of ripping the sleeve off another boys shirt..oopppssss..well accidents do happen right???

well all in the name of fun right,,,,

and we had an awesome time..

Then we played Kabadi...started off well..then the game got rough when the boys had to go after the girls..so we gave up...

Oooops..Danger..

almost 1am...i guess our noise was too much..there were people near the basketball court..one was talking on a phone...ooops...were we going to get arrested...nnnooooooooo:(

One of the seniors who could speak the language came and told us that the person is calling someone..about some kids who are playing and who he thinks are immigrants...HEELLOOOOO

we are Students...Like University Students!!!

And our senior went up to him..spoke to him..apparently one of our neighbors is the minister of sports..coooool...right he was the one who was speaking on the phone...he was delighted to know that we knew the language and our seniors beautifully handled the situation....they even got to know that the minister was an alumni of our university and guess what..few minutes after chatting with him..

he brings us Footballs...AT 1 AM..and says go ahead enjoy!!!..lol..

This obviously excites the boys...and they opted to play a game of football...while we where happily cheering them on...

Then back to Ice and Water...3AM..oops...time to go home and we are all really beat-up...

then we send off the girls with boys to drop them off...

Then the people who lived nearby our place stayed back later...to sing more slow soft songs in the chilly night under a dusting of stars and a beautiful moon....

It was truly heavenly to just lay back on the dirty ground..with no-care in the world and just sing and sing and sing.....thinking long but wonderful thoughts about...

US...OUR FUTURE..OUR HOMES..and finally OUR UNFULFILLED DREAMS...

it was certainly a day to remember...

a day that was more perfect than we could possibly have hoped for...

so perfect that it would certainly have been one of the days snatched from the time of Eden..

Except that the gala event ended with all of us singing nursery rhymes..from "twinkle twinkle little star"...to "put your right hand in..put your right hand out...and shaking our butts around to the hokey pokey"....lol...

Happy smiles...

dont you just love being Kids...

God Bless..:)

The Day - episode 2

Then...:)

Finally after believing that all things had been done...we went about the day check listing all the things we should have done and have to do before the party....

you can find me staring into the blank computer screen and event planning...CP distractingly writing lists instead of copying her notes...and SG...downloading songs off youtube to play at the party...

The last day all food was bought....and stocked at a friends apartment...The boys went and brought the two cakes in the metro...God knows how...:) and we were happy..because everything was ready..but then we realize that the people... especially the girls have not yet confirmed...and i giddily stood near the phone all evening before the party...:S

Then the boys rang me up and said that all the girls consented in coming and not to worry as they will all drop them home in the night...sooo we started breathing normally...(tried..;)>>)

Then one of the boys called and said that there might be a problem with the Muslims as we forgot to see if the food was halal...SHOOOT...and then we were rushing about trying to figure out if the sausages and burgher buns were halal..and figured that they were not...and we opted to arrange something else for them...but one of our friends said..just dont say anything..if they ask just ignore..hehehehe..omg...we are soo going to hell..:(

but i hope God will understand..:(

Then there were the vegetarians..and SG said she would prepare chopsuey for them...and mind you she exclaimed this in front of the to-be-b-day girl and she was like...why are you making chopsuey for so and so...and we said that since they are vegi people they are having a hard time eating only salads and that we are going to do them a favor...lol..:D.. another lie...and i believe by this time Satan would have started constructing us a separate level in hell..:P

Then we figured that we did not have anything to distract her with at midnight when we wish her...therefore as soon as she went off for a nap...SG and CP left me to baby-sit her and ran to buy chocolates...

Then after they return SG being the most creative out of us...busies herself with the construction of a card and CP and i leave the house to tell our neighbors that we are having a dinner for some of our friends the next evening...

Hehehe...we told our neighbor from below...and luckily the daughter of the family understood English and translated for the dumbfounded parents who smiled and nodded their approval...thank God..One down..Two more to go...

The next neighbor and the husband didn't understand a word of English..

and it is essential that they know because they live on the opposite flat from ours...and with great difficulty we tried our best to explain and finally gave up..

the woman felt sooo sorry for us and then called the neighbor who lives on top of us and thankfully she understood a little English..

She still didn't know the word "Friend"..and i had to tell her that it was my b day and that people were coming for dinner...she understood merrily explained that Georgians are very hospitable and that not to worry that they are fine with it all...and we were happy...:D

And mind you this whole conversation took place opposite our doorstep..and when we rang the bell back to the apartment can you guess who opened the door for us...

SL....aka...THE BIRTHDAY GIRL...

and she wanted to know what the commotion was outside...

i said the first thing that came to my mind..i told her that one of our neighbors who have not seen us often thought that we were baggers and stated questioning us..and the other neighbor came to rescue us...:S.as if that is likely to happen..lol..but still thats all i could utter while CP gave me the most Panic-look i have ever seen...phew..she was too sleepy to argue and just believed us...

And as i enter SG calls out..did you get the flour...????lol...hehe that was the excuse she gave SL..for our absence..lol..the funny thing is we went and brought flour the day before...hahahaha...Thankfully..that didn't register on SL's mind either..she gave us a sleepy smile and went for a wash...

hehehehe..and then we were too agitated to even whisper and we bursted out laughing at our close shave..lol..and SL was yelling at us from the bathroom asking what the joke was and we lied again for sure..i just cant remember what i said...lol...hehehehe..too many lies to remember..

then we all went to study....at 11.30pm SG walks out to her room followed by CP and i'm left alone with SL...clueless...and then the very Smart me sent a sms to SG asking whats happening and she has left the phone on the study table and gone..it beeps loudly right under my nose...lol...hehehe..i hastily snatched her phone before SL can see my name on her screen and ran off to give her the phone...to find them wrapping the chocolates...

i left them and came back and resumed my work...:)

midnight still the two didn't come...SL goes on fb and says ...OMG..people remembered my b day!!!!and i'm like ....acting like i'm deaf because i cant wish her without the others right..i felt like hiding underneath a coconut shell...

then finally they arrive at 12.45am....on the b day..and we tell her that since we are broke it's a tiny gift..

gave her the card..

sang happy birthday embarrassingly...and then...put music..

Baila..

and danced in our pajama's till 3am...lol..

hehehe...funky right...and took loads of crazy pictures..:)...

And went to bed dog-tired...

got up on birthday morning...

Made kiribath...which was a bit like beri-bath..lol...ate with katta sambol...which was great!!!

then set about arranging the house in the most unsuspecting manner..

one went for a bath and washed the toilet..

one made all the beds in the rooms...

i set about collecting everyones books and storing them away...

and then i logged on fb...

suddenly SL laughs and says that one of the girls are asking her if she should come at 8 or 7.45 tonight...on fb..

i go scream(type in full capitals)..at the girl and tell her to keep her mouth shut..apparently she forgot the "Surprise" part of the birthday party...lol...phew..(wipes invisible sweat)...

And then we set off to watch another Match...

then we told SG to stay at home to further clean it up...and she expertly faked a cold and took vitamin c..hehehehe...

Then we toook SL under our wing and set off...we told SL that since it's Thursday we have to go to church..and after the match we planned to send her off to another friends apartment.. because we might get late to come home..

Match went well...Another victory fro the proud Lankans...:)

and after the match we told her that we are going to church and she wanted to come...with us...after making more excuses we sent her off...and me and CP set off to are other friends place to start cooking...

Then call from mother...asking to go to church..

i dress...start peeling onions and...boys come..resume cutting of onions..starts crying...lol...and i leave..

SG comes takes command with CP in the kitchen with a troupe of boys and girls to help...

We rush back from church..with the cake and drinks...and lots of more buns...

Hurries....pickup people on the way...It's 8.00pm..

It's LATE...

WE ARE RUNNING LATE...

Makes phone calls....gets the people to our apartment..and hurries..there..

Tune in again...for Episode 3..:D

God Bless...

Happy Smiles...

Pre Surprise party!!! episode 1

Ok..sooo i'm going to update you all on how my big surprise party for SL, my everloving Rommie went...

too much details sooo here goes the 1st episode...

Well it is Really hard to organize a surprise birthday party for you roommtae...especially when she sleeps right across the room from you...shares the same kitchen...same bathroom...same living room...same study room..and Same classes at uni...ungh..hehehe

But yet..i was determined to make this happen..frankly because she is one of those people with an extra-ordinarily big heart...and also because she puts up with me...:)

well it started as a master plan from me...we wanted to throw an afternoon tea party for her...One easy thing was that she was the only Buddhist in our apartment and had to spend long Sunday mornings alone while we wen to church..and these were the times when the master planning took place...

And your's truly wanted to invite almost all the Sri lankans we knew over here...sometimes being away from home and from the people you always felt safe with can drain the life out of you..so yours truly wanted to make it a special day for all...especially for SL...

and we started off...figured that our tiny pockets were not enough to feed a bunch of VERY hungry students and we set about asking everyone to contribute...willingly only...and made sure that everyone knew that it was a surprise party...lol..

well smaties as our batch-mates can be..you know they find the most suitable times time to come and toss money at you with weird smiles...you know like right in front of SL's face..and she's like why is he/she giving you money..and as panicking as CP can get..she goes speechless..i have to mutter something and distract her..like giving fake excuses saying that that certain boy has a crush on CP and gave her a note or something..lol(How lame right...)but it worked...

And then there was all the Sunday shopping we had to do...right after church..telling SL that since it's like the lent-season..there are loads of special stuff happening..then with the help of two malli's we went shopping...got her a gift...after making the boys cry out loud and exclaiming that they would never go shopping with women..lol...come on we have to be kinda choosy and go for the best right...ironically it was them who found the perfect gift for SL..:D..guys have their lucky moments..

Then it was ordering the cake...at a bakery...Two huge cakes to feed 50 hungry-suger-loving mouths...the bakers was Georgian speaking...:(and we spent a whole hour sigh-languaging and point speaking...to make them understand our requirement...but finally we succeeded...with crossed fingers...:)

Then the menu...nothing fancy just hot-dogs, burgers,(home-made), biscuits, chocolate and Date tarts...and lots of pepsi,lemon miranda and apple soda...

shopping for sausages, burger fillings, tomatoes, onions, biscuits lead us back to wagsal...and SG,CP and we were accompanied by the two catholic malli's to wagsal..

we entered the chocolate area..and came across one stall which had good stuff...

Let me tell you that i'm into the tiny size...at a height of only 5 feet and No inches(Big sigh) and the malli's were tall...one a thundering 6 feet..and as we were gaily chatting while choosing the chocs...the stall owner..(a woman) came up to us and asked in intelligible Georgian..if we were together...as in girlfriend and boyfriend... embarrassed i instantly answered "Araa"(No in Georgian to the amused smiles of the rest of the Paradise clan)...then she asked if we were MARRIED!!!omg...hehehe...i freaked out like majorly..then the other malli came for my rescue..then the woman approached our 6 footer and smiled...FED him a chocolate...eeeeeeeeeeewwwwwww..and another woman in another stall came up to him and showed the stall owner and gave a thumbs up...i freaked out and ran to the next stall while the boys enjoyed the hospitality..yucky....the woman must be around 40yrs...and then she asked if the two Boys were Gay..:S...and was happy to realize they were not...and then later SG, CP and i found ourselves dragging the boys out of that stall....and bursting out laughing..:D

then there was all those fake masses which CP and i went for in the form of shopping for buns..Omg...lieing during lent was going to make me end up my own special kind of a hell..:)..i comforted my self saying that it was all for a good cause..:P

Then there was all the times when we use to have cryptic phone convo's with other students...and asking them to come online...hehehe...to explain the situations...

the secret meetings in the kitchen and living room when SL has gone to take a wash or sleeping..

The horrible slip-ups by SG and CP who got horrendous stares and kicking from me...hehe..

Finally SL thinking we are cornering her and being sad the whole day before the actual event...and CP comforting us saying..just one=more day and she will be happy...:)

The cricket-matches we went for..in which all the boys surrounded me...bugged me..(acted like it)to get more info....

And finally a cricket match falling on the very day evening..:(

what too do..we cannot shift it to a morning as no-one would get up...so it was scheduled to begin at 8PM..after match and Thursday mass..:(

Thanks to the boys who dealt and took responsibility in dropping all the girls home safely..it was planned..after much heated arguments between all of us...

Then...

to be continued!!!

God Bless..

:)

A little more about ME/US...

ok...sooo i have been posting alot of wonder stories about our many adventures..but i have never formally introduced all of us to you...

there are four of us..living in a dear little apartment in the Beautiful Country called Georgia..for those who are not very good in Geography it's bordering the Black sea near Turkey and Russia...
There is CP...the big akki...Then there is SG...alsooo an akki..:)Then finally my roomie SL..and yours truly Penny...
Well we are a very happy little family who always try to live very quiet and responsible lives!!!lol...
The things that happen to us on a daily basis is really intersting soo i thought i would jot down a few for you all soo that you might get a wiff of all our personalities...
For an instance it's spring here now....but it's skin biting cold for the 4 of us since we,hail from the tropical paradise and have to bundle ourselves daily to go to uni when all the Georgian students come with stockings and jackets..:)
Once SL...was in such a hurry to get to uni as we were running late ...she just walked three stories down before she realised that she was still wearing her Bata Slippers....
Then there is CP who tends to take around 15 mins to really wake up after a nap..spilt Milk Powder on her BLACK denims one moring and didnt realise it untill we almost stepped out of the house..non-of us wanted to know how her milk tasted like that day..lol...
Then CP again yelled "COLD...WHOAAAAAAA"..when the water was emiting steam and was burning Hot...:)
Then there is SG who loads songs on youtube daily and plays and dances when we cook...lol...and then she also puts on the headset when we are studying so that she wont disturb us but sings Songs so loudly and she doesn't think that it disturbs us...
Then there is yours truly...ME...i am like the most sensible of the lot...lol...doesn't finish up the stock of chocolates...who dosen't fall asleep with open eyes during lectures and who doesn't seem to have this uncanny ability to make Very young boys fall for her...vice versa..lol..;)
Then there was also the time when the sun was shinning bright one morning and yours truly suggested that we leave our jackets behind and go to uni in sweaters for once...it was great...reminded us sooo much of home and the loving warmath of the sun...and we enjoyed the warmath for precisly half an hour at uni before the Sun dissapeared and the Cold heaved over us...after a Cold Teeth chattering lecture with joined stares and mumblings from all my flatmates we all dashed back home to get our jackets during our 10min.break during classes...lol...
As in today...after having Quizzes the whole week we all came home to sleep..and we all jumped on to the beds and cocooned ourselves in our belovad flowery quilts...and fell into...deep sleeps...then Rings an annoying phone..i drag myself out of Bed cursing the caller..and pick up the line to a Georgian speaking caller who just mutters..and i just listen..tell him i dnt understand a word he is saying and keep the line..as soon as i reach the bed the Phone rings AGAIN..you know how annoying that is...right when your really sleepy..then my roomie offers to pick up the phone and she drags herself out while i snuggle in...same caller...jobless...now we are both mad..and we refused to walk back to the phone again..and the Phone rings AGAIN....no answer...AGAIN...no answer..i pull the quilt up with ditermination..with no reason whatevr to answer the call...then i can here CP..cursing and dragging herself out of the bed to answer the phone...and as sleepy as she was...she answers the phone with.."HELLO...who is speaking here..."..lol..and listens...slams the phone..comes back...leaves the receiver off the hook and walks off....the annoying noise comes from the phone...she walks in...and wripps the phone cord off...and heads off to bed....lol...
well since we are a very unpredictable lot it seems like the Georgia as well is adapting to us...as i was posting about Spring Flowers once and told you that NOW is supposed to be the spring..Well IT SNOWED...!!!!

Typical right???

be good...

God Bless..:)