Ramblings-4

I am not as smart as I think I am. I took a test a while ago just to make me realise such harsh truths. Made mistakes, passed though. With flying colours too :P But I had created the test, so the flying colours don’t count, the mistakes do. Yes, I made mistakes in a test that I had designed. One day I may even get lost in my own house. (Does “my own” deserve a red marker?) I think I have reached my pinnacle of stupidity (or feeling stupid, at least this way I can say that I am a woman and what I feel may or may not be correct) but I dont regret it. Not now, not ever.

And with this, I welcome a month of madness at work. Madder than before, if that says anything.

I had been waiting for this day for sometime now and today its all falling into place. After 2 years of pushing myself to work everyday and grumbling and moaning, I finally decided to take a break. Getting married is the excuse alright but well god knows its not entirely true. So this month, till 14th June, is going to be madness at its best.

Here’s wishing me good luck ;)

P.S- I think its really ok to show some madness sometimes. It gives you perspective.

Its alright to spend on making memories.

This article was up as a good read in one of the sites I follow.  FOr each one of you who thinks that photography is a waste of time and money and all those who think that spending an amount for photography for any occasion is totally unwanted, take a look at this article. 

“My parents have exactly 18 professional images from their wedding. Eighteen. I know them inside and out. I could describe each image to you so well that a sketch artist would be able to recreate them.

How do I know them so well? Because I’ve looked at them hundreds of times. I’ve looked at them hundreds of times because they were on display, in an album. An album that was made by a professional, filled with prints made through a professional lab and bound in a book available only to professionals. From the time I was a little girl I was fascinated by it — seeing my parents so young, my grandparents and aunts and uncles surrounding them. It was a simple leather book, with the images slipped in and preserved behind plastic but it held up surprisingly well over time. Even though I looked at it more times than I could count. Even though this May those images will turn 42 years old.

But what about couples that marry today? What if they decide to forgo an album? What if they decide it’s not worth the cost? How many images do you really think they’ll put into frames? Five? Ten? Maybe that first year married, they’ll have a bunch. But then, kids comes along. Baby pictures replace wedding pictures in those frames. They move, things change. In 40 years, how many pictures do you think their children will know by heart? How many pictures will they have even seen?

Today, a lot of couples think just getting the disc of images is good enough. Here’s the problem with that thinking: it’s not true. Not by a long shot.

Don’t get me wrong, I think that getting the files from your day is great. Today’s couples probably get up to 1,000 images from their wedding, WAY more images than my parents did. After all, what happened to all those other images from my parents’ wedding day? They probably sat, negatives in a box, at their photographer’s studio never again to see the light of day. So I think it’s wonderful that couples get ALL their photos. But what worries me is that even with that option, it won’t mean that today’s couples will necessarily be better off. My fear is that today’s couples will actually end up with LESS than what my parent’s got in 1971.

Think about it, will the computers of 2055 even have DVD drives? USB ports? Will they even have hard drives at all? If the past is any indication, the answer is no. You know what the big technological advancement was when my parents got married? Eight-track players. What if their images were stored on the equivalent of that? How in the world would I see those images today?

But you know what never becomes obsolete? What never goes out of style? Photographs. And not just any photographs. Not photos printed at a drugstore. Professional photographs, printed by a professional lab. Those are the photos you find in an attic. It could be a 100-year-old photo, but it still looks good. Because back then, the paper photographs were printed on was high quality and developing them was an art form. There were no machines that spit out pictures onto cheap paper with inexpensive ink. I actually have to stop myself from intervening when I see people at those automated machines in a drugstore. Whatever they’re charging, it’s too much. Because those prints aren’t worth the paper they’re printed on. They will fade. They will curl. They will not stand the test of time. Not even close.

Your memories are worth more than that. And your wedding images? They are worth TONS more than that. These aren’t snapshots from a vacation. They aren’t pictures from your iPhone. You cared enough about these moments to hire a professional to photograph them. Follow that through by having a professional print them. Have that professional print the pictures you put into frames and have them design you a high-quality wedding album that you will cherish for decades.

If you purchase an album through your photographer, you can see a sample in person. You can touch and feel it and make sure it is worth every penny.

I know that albums are expensive. That’s for good reason. They are custom-designed books, usually hand-stitched and hand assembled and made just for you.

But of all the things you spend money on for your wedding, your wedding photographs are the ONLY thing that will increase in value over time. As the years pass, you’ll be more and more glad that you have them. Especially, if you can experience looking through them by flipping through a gorgeous custom-designed album instead of sitting in front of your computer and clicking “next” with your mouse.

So, figure out a way to make it happen. Figure out a way to afford that album. Forgo a centerpiece. Cut back on your guest list. Opt out of the vintage car you’ll drive in for all of 20 minutes.

Don’t just do it for you. Do it for your children. Do it for your grandchildren. Because when they root around in your attic in 2075, they will have no idea what do with a USB key anymore than they would with a laser disc player.”

I know I’ll spend on photos on every notable occasion in my life. I have always done that and I will continue to do so. WOuld you keep memories alive for your generations to come?

Finally… D Nair Boy!

So..like i hav been saying for the past few days, lotsa changes in a short span of time. This weekend was definitely a life changing one. The Nair boy came home to see and officially ask Das for my hand( blush blush). Hand for marriage sillY! So he flew down on Friday morning and we met for a brief ten minutes before he was officially supposed to meet me(we did this to avoid the really embarrassing/awkward first meeting). So in he came with his darling brothers and his best buddy. My folks met him and I was supposed to meet him ONLY after they called out to me! Little did they know……… Haaa so I walked out and smiled at him(awkward grin). And then the usual banter and questions with my cousins adding to the whole drama by ragging their future “aliyan”(brother in law) by making him drink two cups of tea! They told him all kinds of weird/embarassing stuff about me which I think scared him a little.  But no he showed no signs of running away( which I must say, impressed me quite a bit). I really thought the madness would shoo him away but no, he stood strong! And while in the middle of all that confusion and disharmony, the man proposed. I should say it wasnt the loud proclamation like in the movies, it was more of the gentleman manner. Soft and to the point! And me? What do you think I said!

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So in short, yeah am getting hitched too. Yeah, there did come a guy who said he wants to marry me and made a fuss about it(blush blush) and yeah there did come a guy who adores me for just the way I am but yeah he is yet to be my knight in lungi bcoz he hates wearing it! Nevertheless he is definitely the Nair Boy I have been looking around for. Smart, Mature, Loving , down to earth, accepts me with all my madness and completes me in a way I have never known!I prided in the fact that I was an independent and complete woman but realised of late that I really was missing something! And its quite a blissful state to be in:)

Its just 2 weeks since I have known this man and he’s already a part of me that I just cant seem to stay without!! Isnt that a testimony by itself. And how did I conclude that he was the guy? I heard his name on a Tuesday for the first time. You know tuesdays are special. Then we had a really easy first conversation and we got along really well and spoke like we’d known each other since ages! And the most definitive of all things. I prayed asking for a sign that I can take as a confirmation. Imagine my surprise when he walked out of my house and a display of fireworks came out of nowhere!! Yeah its another thing that whenever we met, I kept seeing fireworks!!!Yeah my friends say it must be the warning that god’s giving the nair boy to run away but I have always wanted some drama in life especially when its a proposal and a marriage we are talking about and fireworks are much more loud than violins and bells:)

And sooo the Nair Boy……. He shall be known as Ro on my blog. Native of the same city I was born in and love to be in! He loves sports, driving(yaaaay) and well he loves me:). Ok thats all that you’d get about him here!

Till next time, revel in the love you began with and look around for fireworks;)

 

Maybe not just another boy

So I wanted to write a series on this and I realised there really weren’t that many. Hehehehe… That said, now there is this name thats going around my house. Phone calls..messages…mails…chats all seem to be about one particular person. Ahem. Das seems to be busy answering calls, hurrying to reply to messages/mails etc. I’ll reserve the name for later :0.

Not that at this stage I have any confirmation. But somewhere maybe there is something in all this. Everything’s been happening quickly. Das’s friend(who is the nair boy’s uncle) called up to say they have sent a message on the matrimony page. Das checks the profile, asks me to check as well. I check, I like. Das takes it to local astroman. Astroman says no issues. Das again takes it to big astroman and he also confirms that this match is made in heaven(Blush is coming). Das calls up Nair boy’s Uncle and passes on info at the same time messaging on the matrimony page. The mad rush starts when they also say that the horoscopes have matched and the nair boy also like me(ooohhhh all pink pink). SO Das passes on mail id and number and I wait. I wait for an entire day and then he mails.So we get mailing and by evening we talk and by next day we ping( What would the world do without whats app).

Right, I cant get myself to write anymore at this point. So ill leave you with this….

Sooooooo there is this guy
but I’m afraid that if I’d say anything about him to you
you’d fall in love with him too.

She is married!

Remember this and this? This post will be the end to that series alright. You know you’re someone’s best friend when you go to to that person’s wedding and everyone knows you! And for those who don’t, you’re introduced as a very special member with words like ‘Hey, Meet my best friend” etc. So my girl got married on 5th January 2013 and while I watched her say “I Do” with a voice that I couldnt stop smiling about later, I realised that dreams do come true. It does. All you need to do is to wait. Just a little patience and your dream would come alive. When I saw her that morning I couldnt help sit and admire how much she had changed overnight. Just last week we were shopping, giggling like school girls and making a hue and cry at the shop and now she was here, all decked up, smiling and ready to step into the next chapter of the classic book of life.

All I can talk about is her smile that day. She was smiling from cheek to cheek! While the prayer was going on, while her sister sang for her, while the blessings were showered on her, while Ashish said “I do”, while she said “I do” and through the length of the wedding, she was smiling! And a very naughty one that too. I have never seen a bride as happy as she was. Well she still is. I chose to believe that she was overwhelmed. But no. She was genuinely happy and man am so super happy for her.

Seeing her in a PINK saree sitting next to her man, looking all regal and elegant reminded me of the times when we used to care two hoots about our looks. I remember how much fun we used to have back in our college days. The who-cares-a-damn-about-what-we-wear- attitude and the make up sessions and the haircutting sessions and the saree session we used to have. Then it moved on to the girly phase were we did everything we could to look like girls! It was fun. And all that changed with the blink of an eye. Rugged, tough jeans paved way to elegant looking salwars. Floaters changed into dainty looking sandals. Scrunchy tied hair changed to well styled, blow dried, hair sprayed hair!

That my girl is beautiful,would be an understatement.She literally…literally…took one’s breath away. And through this solemn, peaceful composure – that only comes from a certainty of knowing that you’re doing the right thing  and that my girl is in trusted hands- I watched her as she went from Ms Diviya Ann Koshy to Mrs Diviya Ashish with a magical smile and a skip in her step.

And she is getting married!

Remember this post?!! Good! If you dont, read it once again na!;) So it’s official. Div is getting married to Ashish. Well, another A. Yeah they all start with A! When we were in college we hardly talked about weddings and stuff. She was never the girly thing and now she is getting married in just over a month’s time! Damn! So that leaves just deeps n me. Div’s wedding is on the 5th of January 2013 and the celebrations begin a week before.

Div, Deeps and I have been friends best friends for nearly 9 years now. We have been the oldest best friends. We each know enough secrets about the other to be able to do successful blackmailing if we wanted.We can talk for hours together about any topic under the sun. From Books to the Dalai Lama…anything! We met during the first year of college. And studied for exactly three years together after that. Since then we have never stayed in the same city, forget the same college. Yet the friendship continues – first through handwritten mails and then through emails, instant messaging and telephoning. There are some people with whom you just stay connected without any conscious effort on your part. These are two people right there at the top of that list!

After I got on to the career path I have lost count of the number of friends whose weddings I have had to miss thanks to the stringent leave rules that exists. Ever since I knew about Div and Ashish’s relationship, I have always threatened Div to not get married in my absence.  For a while, it seemed that after all the effort, I would not be able to make it after all. But luckily things worked out and I am going to be there for the WHOLE ceremony.Yaaaay! There are quite a few close friends of mine who have become not so close ever since they got married. I have threatened  DIv with dire consequences including bodily injury if she starts the stand-offish act with me once she becomes a married woman. But knowing her, I somehow suspect that rather than her friends, it should be Ashish who should be concerned about being ignored!

But jokes apart. Div is a sweetheart. She has her priorities set right in life. She would never do anything to hurt anyone and is very naive. She acts tough but would become soft if she knew there is someone else that can be tough. She would do anything for her friends just to see them happy. Div, am so happy for you. I know this is the one for you. I knew Ashish was the one for you right when he gave you the choice, the respect and space. You both are meant to be. So Div stay the same…stay happy…stay blessed! And you, Ashish… all I can say is, “Brace yourself”!!!

Looking for Nair Boy!

Is this how life is supposed to be after you turn 26? I may be looking at my phone and smiling or chatting on the phone with a friend or reading a book and laughing or sometimes just smiling to myself but I certainly must be giving false alarm to my dad coz he keeps misinterpreting those signals as me having some “activity” in my life! If you do not know what I mean, read on……. 

Me smiling at computer screen 

Das( Das is my dad by the way)  - You chatting? With who?

Me (Knowing what’s coming) - Oh… this sort of  friend of mine… a boy!

Das (Happy happy. Expectantly sits on the bed beside me and smiles while asking me.) - What’s his name?

Me (Smiles at him and tries hard to fake a blush) – Arjun

Das (Smiles even more wide) - Malayali ????

Me - Oh yes! Malayali acha!

Das (Sitting up) - Good good! Is he handsome? What are his qualifications? Is he single? Where is he working?

Me - Yes he is very handsome, an engineer and as far as I know he is single and works for an MNC and also happens to be your nephew!!!!! Acha, am chatting with monu!!

Das immediately gets up on the pretext of getting a phone call! 

 

At the cake shop, where I met a school mate
After he left -

Das - Nair boy????

Me - Married n wife is expecting!

Das- *Sigh*

 

Me talking quite loudly and laughing even more loudly whilst chatting with a friend on phone

After phone call -

Das - Who was that? Have never seen you talk so animatedly.

Me - My friend Rajeev

Das - Ohhhh! Nair boy ????

Me (eyes him angrily) – Rajeev George, acha! 

Me - *Sigh*

 Looking at mobile and smiling at 11:00pm 

Das- Aren’t you sleeping?  

Me - Hmmm. Yes.

Das(With a grin)- Then who is keeping you awake?

Me - A doctor.

Das- Thats nice! Nair boy? 

Me- Dr. Derek Shepard From Grey’s Anatomy, acha!!!!!!!!!!! I just switched off the TV and was smiling thinking of the narration at the end of the episode!! Get a life!!!!!!

*Siiiighhh*

Its like this matrimonial site advertisement! The one with the dad looking at the  daughter and running behind men with a garland/turban in hand! I tell you, 26 n unmarried can really get to you n can make even the most low lying dads,hyper n excited!!!

So if you’re a guy above 26 and you happen to talk to me, be warned – The ever famous ‘Nair Boy’ question might be coming your way soon! ;)