BUFFED NAILS

Hi Peepoz…. Have been so overjoyed with the FA Cup Final results.. gosh… It better be Barca to take the cup than having to let Redz take the cup… Good play by Xavi, Messi n Puyol. I reckon that the Man of the match shd be given to Puyol. HIs hardwork had brought Barca this far.Not forgetting Alvas in my mind too… 3 good years of taking the cup.. BARCA ROCKZ!

Anyway thats just a small highlights abt footy! BUt coming back to my topic.. which wasnt footy but it was all about nails…. I just wana talk about how to groom ur nails…. Alot women i have taken noticed that they love having long, pontiyank nails.. which is extreme to the level of looking bewitched! hahaha… sorry for the ppl whom i broke ur heart.. but u guys deserve to have that glory name! I reckon that women should always have their nails trimmed n buffed in a very neat way. coz the first thing that man see in us is our hygiene.

i deem that having french nails is the best. I am not refering to the fake ones. As u all know i hate being faky… i give myself to being original!!! (but i do know sum unoriginal souls who love faking to be like me!) I must also mention that many indian women whom are on the darker side of the shade.. love pampering themselves with colours like Bright pink, purple.. but they fail to remember that it makes them look even darker. with those kinda fingers that has terrible black shades n lines… it doesnt make it any attractive.. but simply pukish!!!!

Having long nails can never be tolerated. I mean being indians .. we practice to eat with our hands.. how on earth can some ppl have that scrowny ugly long nails and handle their food with? isnt that so disguesting? i wld never allow anyone kinda gender with that kinda of nails to handle my kitchen….

Thank god i go natural with no shades and just some base on my nails. Many have complimented that if i had french nails on… Coz my nails look so white and shinny. Many aussies here love my nails.. they say that i buff it good n well that it looks so presentable. I dont just say in words that “i am a simple person who leads a simple life!” Preach what u practice! I dont say it words.. but my actions speak a thousand! For those disgusting pontiyanks out there … my theory is … invest on good manicure sets.. if u cant.. save n head to the nail parlour… they will do a good job if u still want ppl to accept food from ur hands!!!!!!!!!!

Monkey See Monkey Do. Unoriginal Sin!.

Hey peeps….Its been eons since i last wrote on my blog! yesh i have been on a silent retreat!! * yeah for like real!!* Cant imagine myself being silent even for a split second…. gosh!!! Just have been a busy bee with work and blar blar!!!

Night was falling. The sun disappeared below the horizon and the sky turned dark . It had just finished raining and i spotted a rainbow right outside my room window. With a soothing song playing right behind me and the room being filled with cold silence i am writting this blog….

Let me just say something a head of time before you start to question why I’m doing all of this on the account of seemingly one individual. What is being original all about? I think i have always stated on my blogs that being creative is the best thing u can do for yourself.. I have decided to take it upon myself to type all of this out because I am irritated by the subject, the ignorance, and the hypocracy. It is also because I feel that some things, just need to be said. If you don’t plan on reading, then don’t bother commenting. That may seem a bit harsh, but to me that is just being respectful. Thank you.

Being innovative is something that has to come in you and not from others. What is it with some deprived individuals that by doing the exact likeness of that someone will bring you far or make it look like its been created by thyself?

Le me give u a scenario… A is someone who loves the artistic world and he is always creating something new for himself with his bright ideas and posting it out for people to appreciate his thoughts, reflections, judgements. But there comes B who is not willing to cultivate his own ideas and he does the duplicity of A. From head to toe i would say. There are some obvious examples of how this particular individual tried to do such.word to word, actions to actions, likings to likings, styles to styles!!!….

People recognise you for your orginality… Not for your unreal actions… I strongly believe that “B” is very much fascinated with “A”… Spellbound to “A’s” Surrounding, lifestyle, A’s Likings, A’s actions, performance and the list goes on… ”If you create your own characters, you are definitely original.”

You can never be ‘A”! Coz it takes only one to be “A” and another to be a “B” Be yourself and people will love you for that. Stop that Copyright thingy.! Guess these folks out there have not been well thought of being unique! Hopefully turning into a new leaf will do good for the affected souls!!! I have got only one thing to say…

All things original are created, but not all that is created is original!

JAsMiNe–Journey
Journey to new worlds, new possibilities,
by remaining open-minded. Try to learn
something new every day, and you’ll grow.

Buju is very much missed!

I was organising my pic folder in Facebook… having my earfones plugged into my ears n there came the next song…. ” Oru theivam thantha poovae…. from kannathil muthamittal…. i broke into a pool of tears….. the thought of my little one… The amount of absence in mua heart … my heart is so heavy wen i tink abt this little love !

I miss my buju’s smell, his voice, his hugs, his calls…. they way he calls me” BA!” (naan thuki valartha thuyaram nee) he was the biggest joy of love when he came into this world… everyday we will head to dad’s room just to feel his small toes n his thick hair….. everyday i wld whisper to him that i wan him to grow faster so that i can see him crawl…. After kishanth grew to crawl, it was so touching to see him crawl the min he hears my heels at the doorway… he starts to crawl towards the gate blabbering in his baby language to carry him….

When he start to put up his 1st few steps… it was another step of happiness for me.. coz i cld dump that heavy pram which cost 300 bucks (thanks to chechi) i could just take him wherever i wanted… To the best of my knowledge ..i was always the babysitter.. coz he was way too attached to me … so d only person who cld nurture him after his mummy … was me!

There was never a day i have not seen him during my working moments. even my staff loved him. i wld take him to office n he wld sit quietly on my table.. all i had to do was just give me some pens n paper n he wld sit there scribbling for hours till i got my work done. He was the fav in my office. they all call him d handum hunk! Everyone gves him credit saying that he is a very well mannered boy who is very obident n all the good stuff goes abt him!

Buju is such a bright boy….just speaking to him over the fone.. he told me that he passed with flying colours for his exam… he is such smartie! i still rem taking him to my office family nite to naight safari at the age of 3 n all my frens were flabbergasted that he knew all the animals in the zoo….. even sum adults didnt even know what a otter was.. n my little one said it so loudly that it was an OTTER! i was so very proud of him… not forgetting once we were in the car n dad was sending a fren of ours back home … that lady in the car was telling “look outside its so smoky!” then my little one who was then 2 years old.. turned around n told the lady that its not smoky .. its FOGGY! hahahahhaahahha

The command of english is suberb! During his preschool at saradha … i rem we were celebrating his bday .. n i was kinda running late after my tv shoot n got to his school 3omins late n he insisted to his teacher n mum that he wanted to wait for me to get there so that he cld start his celebration… he is such a sweets!!

i cant wait till nxt year to see him.. hopefully daddy takes him to aussie on his next school vacation so that i can just hug n sleep with him… i miss the moments where i got him dressed into his pyjamas and powdeed him from head to toe and we wld literally jump into bed n read story books n he wld only get into my arms after i start singing the song “oru theivam thantha poovae!” n fall asleep on my chest ! my baby! my sonnu!!!! chechi miss u very much… way too much for u to know… i LOve u n u are the nxt best thing i have apart from amma n jaanz… i love u to bits!!!!! enn vaalu! enn kishaanthu! Chechi sayang!!!! muack muacks.. bites to his fat chubby hands n thoppai!!!