Christmas.
We celebrated it our own way here in Manipal. Our very own way. First off, We cooked. Yes you heard right.We cooked, in our little hostel rooms, with our Littler rice cookers, we cooked. Kathy, Linda, Me and Nevi. All in my room. We made Spaghetti and Mac n Cheese, enough to feed about 20 people. Then The guys got chicken from Chef Inn( the BBQ'ed it for us) and we all went to KMC Greens and had our very own christmas eve dinner. We said grace, we ate, we talked , we laughed. This has to be one of the most memorable christmas's ever. Not only for me.
At home, it is the first christmas(in many years) that my grandparents and parents and aunts n uncles are celebrating with NONE of us kids around. :)
It is the first time that me Vic and Sub are all away from home for Christmas.
In Manipal, it was great to see all of us, just coming together in the spirit of Christmas. Some of you know bout the problems ive been having here, the problems showed up to. Im so sorry, I let it affect me for a while. But i got over it. I swear i did. I understand now that its not my loss. Its theirs.
Christmas has always held a very very special place in my heart. It brings back memories of scrapping off Icing and Marzipan from grandma's christmas cake, Of Nasi Minya and Turkey for lunch, Of rendang, and Fried chicken, of Opening presents with Pam n Mandy, the two boys, Viack and Sub, Cassie n Heather, of being together all of us in Grandma's house, eating talking laughing.. Of us watching Home Alone 1 n 2, of love and happiness..
So being away from home this christmas, means alot to me. But here in Manipal, my friends and i managed to capture taht essence of christmas. It is a time of giving and forgiving, a time of sharing and caring, a time of love and a time of joy. I think I spent christmas in a meaningufl way this year. I hope the next one will be too
Blessed Christmas to all!!!
that is all
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Rain
Its been a TRYING weekend.. im THIS close to blowing my top at people. Im going nuts. Life sucks..
Im getting impatient. Im getting angry. I dont want to be. I cant help. it. Its not that i dont wanna help, its that i have to get my priorities straight. And for me being here, that means studying first. I know I wont be able to cope if I dont read tonihgt. so im sorry. I really really am.
Im getting impatient. Im getting angry. I dont want to be. I cant help. it. Its not that i dont wanna help, its that i have to get my priorities straight. And for me being here, that means studying first. I know I wont be able to cope if I dont read tonihgt. so im sorry. I really really am.
Friday, December 12, 2008
A picture play

Brush!!

All got new toothbrushes n colgate!! :DA picture play

Huluran Kasih Outreach project.. teaching kids to brush teeth.. such cute kids!!

Hungry.. waiting for food.....

Udupi's equivalent of Gurnye.. Sai Ram textiles...

Girls day out in UDUPI... at Saai Parivars... good good lunch!

Helena( Aka Rempit's) birthday... From the left: Sepet, Kathy, Me , Syahmi, Joe( Danial) and Rempit

Rashidi( AKA Dato) Me n Hafiez

Rempits Birthday at Guzzlers inn..

All the girls... MMMC Annual Nite... :D

Some of the people of my batch during the annual nite
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Of Masalah and Masala
I opened Volume 3 of BD Chaurasia with good intentions to read and store what little i could about the larynx,pharynx and soft palate... Unfortunately when I opened the book, the little interest in the subject(head and neck) vanished. Hence the Masalah!
So as I sat there, in the chair, at the table, in my room, I pondered, what to do. Physio seems equally unappealing, biochem even more so! So what to do... I got up and walked around.. ending up in my little kitchenette and boiled some water and made a cup of masala tea..
Funnily enough with a cup of steaming masala tea in my hands, the red book seemed a little more appealing. As i took a sip of tea and sat in the chair,I unconsciously reached for the pen lying next to the abandoned test pad next to the book. I put the cup donw on the table and started reading and writing.
So I have come to a conclusion. Masala tea is good for studying. Especially when VK is your table teacher, and just opening the book induces extreme stress and anxiety. Anxiety at being ridiculed in front of the whole table whether or not your answer is right. Stress ebcause what VK says and what Chaurasia says is sometimes diffrent.. which accounts for all the little post it notes in my notes which go VK=..............................so that when VK asks us.. we give him his answer. But for the real exam, we use chaurasia.... confusing stuff...
Problems which are all solved by the staeming cup of masala tea:D
that is all
So as I sat there, in the chair, at the table, in my room, I pondered, what to do. Physio seems equally unappealing, biochem even more so! So what to do... I got up and walked around.. ending up in my little kitchenette and boiled some water and made a cup of masala tea..
Funnily enough with a cup of steaming masala tea in my hands, the red book seemed a little more appealing. As i took a sip of tea and sat in the chair,I unconsciously reached for the pen lying next to the abandoned test pad next to the book. I put the cup donw on the table and started reading and writing.
So I have come to a conclusion. Masala tea is good for studying. Especially when VK is your table teacher, and just opening the book induces extreme stress and anxiety. Anxiety at being ridiculed in front of the whole table whether or not your answer is right. Stress ebcause what VK says and what Chaurasia says is sometimes diffrent.. which accounts for all the little post it notes in my notes which go VK=..............................so that when VK asks us.. we give him his answer. But for the real exam, we use chaurasia.... confusing stuff...
Problems which are all solved by the staeming cup of masala tea:D
that is all
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