Over the years, so many people have influenced me and my life... for the gud and for the bad... so many incidents that changed the way I thought and acted.. which I have forgotten, but some silly seconds of my life, some silly silly things that happened have been stuck to my mind... strange...
Seventh grade... 'Minsara Kanavu ' had released, it was a hit.. I went to bus after school and I remembered I left something in class... I came back n was all the way humming 'kaadhal rojeve' from bus to class... on reaching, the echo the empty classroom added to the song I was noising icreased my enthusiasm and I started singing loudly ""மேட்டுச்சாலையிலே , மாட்டு
வண்டியிலே , போராளே பொண்ணு ஒருத்தி.....!!!! "
suddenly 'Thara' entered ... :-) "wow, who is that பொண்ணு?" and I was like :-D and ran away...
Tenth, I am leaning on the door frame of my classroom... leg across another all stylish... Nisha walks by and with her huge smile asks "How tall are you? " and I say "6". (which was/is/will be a lie) as I am only 5'- 11 1/4".
I am six/seven years old. One of my aunt is bathing me, I clean up all over with the soap bar.. n suddenly she shrieks and pulls the soap outta my hand n says "what the hell are you doing?" I say "Amma has told me that I should apply soap 'everywhere'! " She says "Ya that is right, but wet your hand, rub it on soap and then apply everywhere, donn rubb the bluddy soap everywhere" I find it very harsh n I cry.
An uncle of mine called me 'da' for no apparant reason, but just as a matter of factly.. I mean I was only 6-7... I still cannot get myself to forgive him....
வண்டியிலே , போராளே பொண்ணு ஒருத்தி.....!!!! "
suddenly 'Thara' entered ... :-) "wow, who is that பொண்ணு?" and I was like :-D and ran away...
Tenth, I am leaning on the door frame of my classroom... leg across another all stylish... Nisha walks by and with her huge smile asks "How tall are you? " and I say "6". (which was/is/will be a lie) as I am only 5'- 11 1/4".
I am six/seven years old. One of my aunt is bathing me, I clean up all over with the soap bar.. n suddenly she shrieks and pulls the soap outta my hand n says "what the hell are you doing?" I say "Amma has told me that I should apply soap 'everywhere'! " She says "Ya that is right, but wet your hand, rub it on soap and then apply everywhere, donn rubb the bluddy soap everywhere" I find it very harsh n I cry.
An uncle of mine called me 'da' for no apparant reason, but just as a matter of factly.. I mean I was only 6-7... I still cannot get myself to forgive him....
