Twenty five random things about myself?? Hmmm…. well you asked for it taggers, IHM, Monika, Isabel, Deeps, Solilo & Co. Anyone else?? Since my blogs are mostly about myself, there maybe repetition of facts. Brace yourselves, here I go.
I hate to be lied to. I can take the truth, all truths, even the bitterest. And I am particularly annoyed with those people like doctors, elders in the family, men et al who hide the truth on the presumption that you are a woman and don’t have the strength to face the truth. Oh really??!! Give me a break. All I can tell them is ‘Grow up!’ It is a pity people measure others (in this case moi) according to their own weaknesses.
In my post graduate year, the junior batch gifted me a baby tooth brush and honored me with the title of ‘best smile’ The title of course was simple, direct and easy enough to understand. But the gift complicated matters a bit. I mean, what was its real objective?? Was it their subtle way of telling me my teeth needed more brushing?? The question remains unanswered to this day.
I wanted to be a dancer (I learnt a little of bharatanatyam and kuchipudi as a kid)) and if that was not possible at least learn to sing. I was not allowed to continue my lessons in the former and was denied a chance at the latter.
I refuse to accept criticisms, statements, orders thrown at me, without proper back up and explanations giving reasons. ‘Because I said so’ is not a good enough reason and will be summarily rejected. Convince me by citing proper reasons and I am game. If not, just forget it. I may keep quiet but rest assured that I have not accepted it one bit and also that you’ve lost my respect for trying to bulldoze me or taking me for a pushover.
Patience is my other middle-name. I bend over backwards to keep peace. But beware of the day that the bending over eventually makes me creak and break. Then run for it. The break, when it happens is always final. No requests for patch-ups will be entertained.
Change doesn’t faze me. I have been moving places and houses since I was a toddler. In fact staying put at one place too long makes me restless. That’s an understatement. It drives me nuts is more like it.
I don’t have any role models up on a pedestal whom I want to emulate. I don’t think any individual is all good and worthy enough to be ‘worshiped.’ I learn as I go through life from each and everyone, most of all from the most ordinary people and mundane events, taking bits and pieces from each.
I have a pet aversion to those people who tell me what I mean by my own words and action as if they reside inside my brain. The very idea, the nerve!! What conceit if not an out and out funny. As if they could ever know if they lived a million years!!
Funnily enough, any problems, difficulties I have faced in life have all been because I have been good. Not once has it been because I was bad. Right from my childhood up to the present. Hmmm… maybe it is time I changed.
Live and let live is my policy. I refuse to advice people. Even when specifically asked, all I am prepared to do is say how I would have handled the situation if it happened to me, never what the other person should do. We are all different, individuals in our own right. I sincerely believe each one must find their own answer that suit themselves.
I laugh at people who dare me to do anything. No way are you going to make me do what you want. Oh no Siree. I cannot understand the logic of those who jump in head first as soon as they hear a dare, doing exactly what the darer wants. Haha, how childish and ridiculous, proving yourself by letting someone else make you do what they want! I will do things when I feel like it, not because anyone dares me to and thus transforming me to a puppet.
During the year Sushmita Sen and Aishwarya Rai were competing for Miss India, my three year old Second Born asked me in all innocence, ‘Why didn’t you go participate, Amma??’ and when I asked in surprise, “Me??” added, “You’d surely have won!” Geeeee….
Roundabout the same time, when Meri Awaz Suno the music program was the rage (Remember the little girl Sunidhi Chauhan?), the elder son wanted me to enter the contest. ‘You sing beautifully, Amma, you will win if you entered’ he said. Well, who needs anything else with children like them?
I believed all my life that I was a duffer, with not much of a brain to speak of, the idea helpfully planted and re-enforced by continuous repetition by near and dear ones around me, till the time I got my license to drive and learnt to use the computer, both just as I stepped into my 40s. Life truly begins at 40!
I hate with a passion bordering on murderous rage those insensitive morons who make crass statements (a la Mallu politician) or joke about ‘rape’ (starting with Mallu/Hindi movies, probably all regional ones) or make remarks that a woman ‘asked for it’ or ‘she did not fight hard enough to escape the rapist’s clutches’ and such utter crap. I bet this same morons would be helplessly whimpering if they were mugged and their wallets stolen and crying for police action to find and punish the culprits. Wallets are more important than girls/women.
I never never ever forget. The only option to make me do so is pray really hard… that I get Alzheimer’s. As for being forgiven, only very special people are. The rest, no go. And no, not forgiving is not killing me either.
I am prone to go “Oh yeah?? Says who?” at people who dare suggest that women are inferior. Different from men yes, but inferior? Never! And women deserve the same opportunities as men too. What they do with those opportunities is their business entirely. I had the experience of a young boy of twenty-four insisting to me via the comments’ section that women are inferior, after reading one of my humorous posts. Obviously he didn’t get the humor and to top it he thought he could rattle me by sending repeated messages that women are inferior to men. Poor boy, imagine how it must be not to have a life at twenty-four other than to message an older woman to try and convince her that she was inferior to men/him!
I am crazy about Wodehouse books and feel an instant rapport with fellow fans. Those who enjoy humor are special people and those who understand Wodehouse’s humor are even more special. I am not merely a Bertie-Jeeves fan who seem to be the universal favorites. I am more of a Psmith and Gally fan.
I eat very less. So if any of you intend inviting me please please don’t go to the trouble of making anything extra. What I need can be scraped off the vessels you cooked your meals in. Don’t dream of taking me for a buffet dinner unless you want to waste some money.
Omni van is what I drive but now my family is bent on making me drive something else. What will it be, a WagonR, Estilo, Santro, Spark?? Not decided yet. Sigh! I love my Maruti Omni.
I have had people telling me repeatedly from my late teens onward that I look young for my age (when I was pregnant with my First Born Dad’s acquaintance asked me which school I was in) that I developed this irrational fear that I’d surely wake up one day to find myself totally old, a la Rip Van Winkle. Phew, I am glad I got here without much mishap.
I am pretty good at multi tasking, but only when there is no one breathing down my neck or checking on me. I resent people telling me what to do or reminding me of tasks I have to do as if I am an idiot child. I feel like screaming. But I simply keep quiet. Remember, I am patient!
I value freedom. I may not want to walk out the door, but I want that door open always.
I am a fresh air freak. I cannot understand the average Mallu’s penchant for living in houses with all the windows closed and breathing stale air that can be sliced with a knife. Sheesh, why not make houses with no windows if you don’t want to open them at all?!!
I am the Most Misunderstood Person (MMP) as opposed to the Human Rainbow Person (HRP) which is me by my friend Bob’s reckoning. Thank you, Bob. Anyone who wants to usurp the title of MMP better come up with solid facts and no teary eyed stuff please because this is not the ‘nobody understands me’ *sniff sniff* on a self-pity roll stuff I am speaking of. It is the plain and simple fact. I truly believe I live in the wrong era/age/planet. And strangely enough instead of getting upset when people misunderstand me, I am secretly happy. Haha, after all the real me is still well hidden! It follows from this that nobody knows the real me. Period. They just think they do.
Now any blame for boring the readers may please be laid at the feet of the above mentioned group consisting of IHM, Monika, Isabel, Solilo, Deeps and Co. Have Ileft anyone out? They are the culprits who let me loose on unsuspecting fellow bloggers to write about twenty five random things about me. So if there are complaints, bricks may please be aimed at them. I am the innocent party in all this. 😉
Wow, that is quite a package.:))
Me: You bet it is! 😉
Absolutely enjoyed the detailing:)
PG Wodehouse shines in your writing as well. You present humour most beautifully!
@forgetting / forgiving..*sigh! You know 🙂
Restlessness and change … can connect with that too… even if I cannot change my home, everything in it is periodically and Demonically [according to the brats :D] changed. They wonder if I have OCD!
You have a wonderful family too! Anyone who says that their mom should go for Ms World, has my vote 🙂 !
Thank you for sharing so much of yourself 🙂
Wl be back to write more 🙂
Me: Thanks Usha! Lol @ They wonder if I have OCD! Waiting to hear more. 🙂
lol… abs loved reading this 🙂
Me: Thanks Monika! 😀
loved reading this 🙂
Wodehouse?:)I love those books like crazy too! 😀
no 17 rocks!!absolutely!
such adorable sons:)awww..singer and beautiful miss world:)thats so cute:)
@5 yeah I so have to work on it*sigh*
@22 nobody dares here:D
freedom and fresh air here too:)24X7
an amazing tag and one that speaks of a strong individual
PS:-ummm is there a way pf passing no 19 to moi? 😀
Me: Wow another fan of Wodehouse! Glad to meet you. Errr… would you go so far as to call me a ‘strong’ individual?? Hmmm…. *wonders if she is*
As for 19, I simply got used to eating little and now its tough to go beyond that quantity.
Wha? Its been a year? Already? Time sure flies na?
And yeah strong individual:))) for sure:)
How time has flown, eh Indy??!
I guess in a way I am. Too many people have tried to break my spirit. But I refuse to be broken! 🙂
Something i connected with was
1.live and let live
2.forgive( if deserving) and forget ( never)
3.Freedom – oh boy totally
cheers.. a good read
Me: Thanks Bindu. Live and let live will solve a lot of problems in this world methinks.
Stumbled upon your blog from Chirag’s. I don’t regret doing so. Very neat blog you have! I’m rolling ya! 😀
Me: Thanks and welcome Nikhil (very late response, I am sorry!) I have already been to your page and found some gems. Will be back. 🙂
Agree – Quite a package. You know, I knew there was something good about your smile but when you mentioned the gold molar, ewww… he he
And btw, I gifted a toothbrush to my wife (when she was my gf), so she could think of me every morning 🙂
Problems even though you have been good, just imagine how many more you’d have to face if you were bad?
And with children like that, you’re bound to have such a lovely smile.
Cheers SM, trust you to make an interesting post out of irrelevant random facts about an ‘older woman’ lol.
Me: *patiently* Its not gold, but ‘silver’ capped molars!
Now thats a new way of looking at it. You mean I would have had more problems if I were bad??!! Oh no siree. I have seen the bad ones slither and slip escaping all punishment and accusations while moi lands in the soup always!
I didn’t tag you for this, Shail as I haven’t done this myself. But still loved reading it 🙂
Your sons are the best. First a 20 yr old thinks that his mom is 36 then another one thinks that she sings the best. Then back to the first one who thinks Ash and Sush are in no competition with their mom. How did you make them say all this? 😀 Give me lessons.
Toothbrush as a gift is hmm…If you already had a beautiful smile then why a tooth brush? May be their top portion was vacant.
Me: Ooops! I wonder if I have let out someone then. *tries to remember*
Well methinks so too, that their top portion needed restructuring. I am still baffled by their logic of giving me a toothbrush! 😛
Ahh, you are going to have gems of your own to tell us in years to come spoken by your princess! 😀
Thanks for sharing another slice of your life.As always, a very enjoyable read.
(yes,I’m still lurking)
Me: Sally!! So wonderful to know that you are, lurking I mean! Thank you! 🙂
Nicely done !!
Your junior son is a sweetheart it seems, what a compliment !!
The brush I hope wasnt given to mean the obvious !! lol.. what an award but !! lol…
I always forget… except what happens in cricket !
thats why i lose some arguments coz i forget why i did something then… !!! but my wife is not my memory… !! she never forgets !!
loved reading your tag and knowing more of you !
Me: Thanks Dhiren. Yeah, what compliments from the sons! 😀 Your wofe it seems is like me, never forgets! 🙂 Haha so you have a good memory when it comes to cricket?! And as for the brush, sigh, I am hoping they didn’t mean the obvious!! 😉
you are wonderful, i am just ….wow… when i read you i have the impression to be an insect,little little poor nothing , i feel like the first time that i read PGW : i open the mouse and ….that’s all i stay like that !
i love all you are writing, again,congratulations
Me: Isabel! You are such a wonderful person! Thank you always for your lovely words of encouragement!
For years I was TRitu with T silent. Very few people got it … Sigh!
Me: I just know what you mean…sigh!
I knew this was going to b a riot of a read…LOL!So nice to know you better,Shail.
As fr point no 12,I’m sure when your son remarked the way he did your reaction wouldnt have been any different from Sush’s or Ash’s at that point in time,am I right??
Me: Lol. You are absolutely right! My expression had also been that same one of wide eyed wonder! 😉 😛 😀
Oops, Silver! My bad.
I enjoyed this read..You and I are in complete agreement with 7,8, 10, 11, 15, 16, 17, 22, 23, 24 and a bit of 25..
10 1/2 out of 25. Not bad eh?
I also think you have a very beautiful smile(wont say anything about teeth, cause I aint no dentist 😉 ) I also think your Sons are the sweetest for knowing the Truth.
Me: Not bad at all Rashmi considering that the others are personal experiences!
And thank you!!!!! 😀
Yes yes and yes to #15 and 17 .I got the same predilection to # 19 as urself ; but then I dont have ur sparkling smile (sigh).
Me: Welcome Los. Good to know that we have 15 and 17 in common. So you eat only a little as well. ..and thanks for that compliment! 😀
Bob Hoff said:
My Dear HRP,
You, my Friend, have done yourself proud, in my hunble opinion.
Your verve, your vivaciousness, and your vitality–
In short, your mental, diverse, and humane
Your Love Affair with Life, your family, your values,
Your Advocacy of the Human Right to be an Individual, Unbothered by the Discontent and Low Self-Esteem of Others with Time on their Hands
Your Insistence in Treating Others Fairly and seeing life positively
Add up to what I term a “Human Rainbow Person.” ( Know a few other HRPss, even some closer than thousands of miles away)
I only interpret what I “see” from thousands of miles away about you–impressions, “fleeting” across the monitor) and do not argue that I know “more” or “better” about you than you do.
If you tell me that you are the MMP I will accept your conclusion. How could I not, you have the most evidence to support your diagnosis?
I would love to know, if you decide to write extensively on the subject, which other planet, era, age that you would prefer.
I have two opinions on this matter. (1) Selfish friend that I am, I am glad that you are here with us. (2) For your happiness, I wish that you could be where you are better understood.
Bravo on “Random Moir”
Me: Bob, what can I say about this comment of yours! Out of all that you have said, none of which is far from the truth, let me choose this, “Your Advocacy of the Human Right to be an Individual,” which appeals to me very much. And yeah I certainly like the word SPUNK though at times I do fall very much short of the spunk I would like myself to have. I also admire and adore unreservedly anyone with SPUNK. I am totally disappointed with people who lack that ingredient even in tiny quantities.
As for being an MMP (Of course I am a HRP! You read that correctly from miles away!), yeah I am by almost all. People are so used to seeing masked faces, they rarely recognize one without a mask.
Hmm… I don’t want to go back to any era or age. Maybe a future generation which thinks like me perhaps?? Or maybe there exists in some remote galaxy, a planet with inhabitants who think like me. Who knows!! In my mind, I have adopted the much closer Neptune as my home. 😀
And let me add, you are an absolutely wonderful and un-selfish friend for wishing I could be where I am better understood!! Thanks Bob! I wish so too
A wonderful if short summary of things uniquely you!
Thanks for sharing!
Me: Thanks DeeAnne! How nice seeing you here! 🙂
Indian Homemaker said:
OMG I hate being lied to too, and this kind od lying is seriously serious…
And anybody trying to analyse you for you, except a psychiatric has to be very very annoying – I can imagine!
You are patient… we can make out from your posts 🙂
Another thing we have in common, yayyy… I love change … moved many houses, but enjoyed living in newer places.
I agree with, ‘ I don’t think any individual is all good and worthy enough to be ‘worshipped.’’ totally.
And I value freedom. I may not want to walk out the door, but I want that door open always.
I am a fresh air freak too 🙂
And I admire this the most, ‘I hate with a passion bordering on murderous rage those insensitive morons who make crass statements…
Never thought of leaving a comment on this, but I did always notice that you look very young … including the picture with the new laptop.
Loved learning 25 more things about you :))
Me: Aha, so you can read me from my posts, eh?? 😉 We do have a lot of things in common I guess and I remember I was floored when I chanced upon your page and read most of your earlier posts! 🙂 I must say I am glad I did this tag as I could put down many of the things I have always wanted to
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