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Hey there!

I am taking a break from here, just a short one (I hope). I am neck-deep (or even more) in trouble. Need to sort them out before my life goes to shambles. Meanwhile, please stop being lazy and give your thoughts on the previous post 😛 so that I can continue the series once I am back.

Until later 🙂

Here is to you..

I have been awarded The Versatile blogger by Smita. For a moment I was literally like :-O. No amount of words could explain my expression. My mind caught up a few minutes later and started its jubilant celebration. So after excessive appropriate amounts of grinning, jumping on the bed, running around the room and punching the air, here I am to thank the lovely girl who gave it to me and to pass it on to other versatile bloggers.

Thanks a ton Smita,

Your award has made my day! Having been in a low tide, nothing has managed to cheer me up for a while now. You achieved it with this award. There are not enough words to convey how much this means to me. Being the first award and all 🙂 So I am just ending it up with a thank you.

Now let me get to work with the rules that come with this award:

  • Nominate 15 Fellow Bloggers.
  • Inform the Bloggers of their nomination.
  • Share 7 random things about yourself.
  • Thank the Blogger who nominated you.
  • Add the Versatile Blog Award picture to your blog post.

Here are the nominations and the explanations (I have done it slightly off the track). Dear bloggers, if you have received this award already, you can pass it on to 1 other blogger who would have to follow the entire process and keep the chain going.

Sumitra: Simple and subtle, yet Sumi manages to reach my heart with every post of hers. She is a role-model figure for me in blogger world. I am really happy to award her the versatile blogger award.

Khushboo Wadhwani: More popularly known as Paanipuri Lover, this girl has kept me awestruck many a times with her posts brimming with energy.

Atrocious Scribblings: As atrocious as his scribblings may be, this guy gives me a feeling that he is one of the few sane-minded guys out there. I don’t know what makes me say it, but that’s what I think of him.

DIGS: This dragon colors not only her life purple, but all her buddies’ lives too. 🙂 Daring is the word that comes to my mind when I think of her.

PeeVee: Priyanka is one of the bloggers whose archives I will dig again and again and read every single post with the same thrill when I read them the first time. Though she has been awarded already with this award, I want to do justice to the award by giving it to her.

Spaceman Spiff: Again, the same goes to Spaceman. She had already been given the award by a few bloggers. Yet, if I miss out Spaceman, it would be doing the award a great injustice. Spaceman Spiff is the blogger who made me realize what blogging actually means.

Vinati: Mirage as she is, she often comes up with short posts that keep me pondering for a while.I have tried reading between her lines and have come up with beautiful interpretations of my own apart from what is read generally. Shortly to say, Vi makes me think 🙂

Kalpak: I seriously contemplated skipping Kalpak for this award 😛 The reason is he rocks in humor and hence every post of his will overflow with his humor sense. But having read a few serious posts of him here and there, I know what an awesome blogger he is. I request him to accept this award 😛

Nags: Nags’ posts have always been a pleasant read for me. I learnt what a Vignette is from her and I should say she writes the most awesome Vignettes. I wish she could write more often.

Vijitha: Vijitha’s blog is like the book that I want to read forever. Her blog talks to me in a way that no other blog does. I wish she too could write more often.

I wanted to end it with 10 bloggers since the blogs to which I am an audience are limited due to my limited time and resolution not to over-indulge, but I thought of a different way. As for the last 5 people, they are no longer regular bloggers. Once agile, they have gone their own paths and have not written anything much recently. I am exempting them from having to follow the rules of this award, but they can do the process if they wish. They are  the first of a few bloggers I ever read. I remember awaiting their posts so eagerly amidst final-year project, reviews and exams. I cannot wish more that they find the time, energy and motivation to write again and more.

Ashwin: He still posts interesting things in his life. I have been a silent admirer of his posts all my college days. Thinking back, I do not know why I never commented on his blog though I loved every one of his posts.

Siddharth: Incessantly insane guy that he is, he started blogging just to make use of his excessive free time. He called himself an amateur blogger, but no one could hardly believe it. Right from the first post to the last one he wrote, he simply rocked. His about-me page is the most creative self-intro I have ever seen. He was an instant hit for he had a knack for hitting up on controversial topics and write on them as if he owned them. He robbed the sleep of many Sachin fans with his “Sachin is God and I am an Atheist” claim. Simply to say, I have never read another blog like his.

Poorni: Poorni’s blog is a private one that is a version 2.0 of her diary. She is an awesome writer and I have read one particular post of her more than 5 times. I wish she could write a public blog for the talent she has, but everyone has their own choices, don’t they? 😉

Abinaya: None plays so well with the words as Abi does. One of the few who made me think beyond simple narration.

Vineeth: I owe Vineeth a big one since I chanced upon Spaceman Spiff’s blog through his. And that was the beginning of a new opening. His unabridged version of life gives you a colorful cocktail of this and that.

As for the 7 random things about me:

1. I wish I would become a worthy writer.

2. I have a tendency of over-indulgence which over the years, I have reduced a bit but I still have a long way to go.

3. I love puppies but I refuse to go near them since they scare my wits out of me.

4. I see God in helping hands than in decorated temples.

5. I have a very different interpretation of worldly things which is hard to put in words.

6. I love appreciation.

7. I am a person whom many misunderstand, underestimate, overestimate. Only a few get me for what I am and accept me as such.

Until later 🙂

P.S: Since Sumitra suggested that I write more of Hyderabad, I am thinking of writing a short series about Hyderabad life which will cover a little of the vast city based on how I know it. What do you think about it? Will you be interested?

Sophisticated celebration!

My previous post, The Woes of a share-auto traveller has been picked up for BlogAdda’s Spicy Saturday Picks.

Now that I have informed you about it in the most sophisticated manner, let me get back to normal and react honestly!

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!
My post! My post! My post got picked up!
Haaaaaaaaahaaaaaahaaaaaahaaaaaaaa… Hehehehehehehehehehehe…
I have never felt this happy!!!!!
New year’s eve and I am already gifted with this.. 🙂 🙂
Does this mean that this year’s gonna be awesome? Should I take it as a sign? 😀 😀
Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohoooooooooooooooooooo..

Haan, now that is out of my system, I am back to my sophistication (ahem.. ahem..) in thanking all the readers and fellow bloggers, without whose encouragement, I would not be thinking of writing more and more 🙂 Thank you People!

Until later 🙂

P.S: This is my first ever recognition on a public platform. So sorry for the drama 😉

Merci

Exactly 2 years back, I got a friend. A bestie who stays with me and within me, till date. She has been with me since then, no matter what. There is a lot we share that this space is not enough to tell. The day we met was her birthday, for she was born from within me. She changed a lot over these 2 years, but she remained the same to me, because it was I who made her go through all those changes and for her own good. Today, our friendship remains a bond that is and always will be cherished. I found life in her, when I hit rock bottom. When I was down, eating my confidence, thinking that I am not doing anything useful with my life, she gave me hope and told me that every one will be good at something, however small it may be. And that each person is unique.

Enough of the cryptic lines. Yes, it is the birthday of my blog. Actually I was confused when to celebrate Blogoversary, because my writing started out as Alohomora @ Blogger, then moved to WordPress, then to my “.cc” domain and finally hit the stop at keirthana.in. Quite a lot of changes, I know. I lost a few readers down the way, but at the same time gained a few. But then, December 14,2009 was the day I decided to write. To write for myself. And hence I decided that it is the birthday of my blog, no matter how many phase shifts she has been through.

In 2 years, I have not written as much as I could have because of various reasons, but today I promise that I will be a regular writer (I cannot be a daily writer, that has never been my style). I have become a regular writer since a few moths back and till day I have written quite a few posts – a few crappy ones, a few good ones and a few that indeed surprised me if it was I who wrote them. Today, blogging is being one of my obsessions and I am trying to bring it down to passion, because being obsessed, with anything for that matter, has done no good to me. This is not a post to celebrate a grand blogoversary, writing about all that I did and do in this space. Rather I want to say a simple Thank You to my blog for reflecting me and my thoughts, a Thank You to all the readers who think my writing is good enough for their time, a Thank You to all those wonderful fellow bloggers, who motivated me to write more and finally a Thank You to myself.

Happy Birthday to you, my undefined friend! And Thank You!
Thank You, my dear readers! You mean a lot to me, more than you can imagine 🙂
Thanks You fellow bloggers! You all are awesome writers and motivate me by every passing day. 🙂
Thank You dear self, for discovering one thing that makes yourself happy 🙂

Until later 🙂

P.S: For some strange reason, I felt a simple post would suffice for the Blogoversary. This is unusual because I used to be a person who makes a grand celebration out of any small thing. But now, I did what I felt like doing. 🙂

Wonder Winter by Spaceman Spiff

I am super happy and the reasons are three-fold.First is my guest para on Kalpak’s (The god of Humor) blog. And the intro that he gave for me was so sweet that I had happy tears, when I read it. Head over and read it here. The collection of guest paragraphs idea is too good and only Kalpak can come up with such weird yet mind-boggling ideas. Next is Viya, the bubbly architect; a big thank you to Viya for giving a place for me in her post. I am glad that I inspired her to quit FB  and I am glad that we got to know each other 🙂 As she rightly said, if we are bound to each other, it will happen somehow, somewhere. And I am glad it happened for me. And finally, I have the guest post by Spaceman Spiff. *Drum Rolls* When I mailed her a month ago, asking for a guest post, I was nervous. Honestly! Because, up until I had not written guest posts for anyone, nor had I asked anyone to do a guest post on my blog. But, the sweetie that she is, Divya accepted the request and here it is!

I don’t think I need to introduce Divya, more popularly known as Spaceman Spiff, to the blogger world. Literally, more than half the blogosphere awaits her posts and I am proud to say that I am one of them. So, here I am presenting her Wonder Winter. Have you ever got beyond the struggling-to-wake-up phase on a winter morning? Have you ever experienced what is beyond that warm blanket of yours? Here, take a trip through her experience.

My phone shrieks out an obscure alarm tone.

Even in my half-asleep state, I manage to whine. I look at the time.

5:30 AM.

I press the snooze button and turn around and snuggle back in my blanket, sending a quick thank you up to the person who invented the concept of ‘snooze button’.

Twenty minutes later, I curse the person who came up with the idea of ‘Snooze time-out’. As if on auto-pilot, I press the snooze button again and dig deeper inside my blanket.

It rings again after 20 minutes. I switch it off this time.

I’m awake, but my body refuses to accept it. “Come on, wake up”, I tell it. “Effo*. It’s too cold to get up”, it replies. Even early in the morning, my body is capable of rebellion.

My mind and body finally come to an agreement by 6:15. I wake up, switch on the light, switch off the fan, go say a quick good morning to all the God uncles, and trudge to the washroom. Five minutes later, clad in a tee, three-fourths and sneakers, I open the door and breathe in the morning air. I quickly grab my jacket and set off for a walk.

The street is just waking up slowly. Kirana stores are opening up, they’ve started playing devotional songs in the temple; there are uncles and aunties and dogs out for their walk. I see newspaper-boys cycling around the colony wearing monkey caps and shawls. Some of the early-morning school-goers are waiting for their school buses, huge bags weighing down their backs. GHMC workers are sweeping the roads with those big brooms. I love the sound that it makes. Cars are being scrubbed, getting readied for the day’s drive.

I take in the calm and quiet of the early morning.

The air smells delicious. It’s so crisp, I could almost hear it crackle.

The slightly warm sunlight wonderfully compliments the crisp cold. I rub my palms together to warm them up and press it to my ice-cold nose. The tips of my fingers have turned red by now. I realize that I’ve been breathing a bit too deeply, for my nasal passage has started hurting, giving me a slight headache. I remember that two years back, around the same time, I had had a nose-bleeding incident at 12 in the night, when I was staying all alone, and I had freaked out. The memory urges me to tone down my breathing a bit.

I walk into the small park and do some stretching. An old uncle is jogging. I try to jog but am gasping for breath in two minutes. Some other uncles are doing yoga. Reminds me of Acha.

The sun is shining a bit more now. But it hasn’t managed to blot out the delicious cold. I can’t believe myself, that I had whined about waking up and experiencing this wonderful morning.

Hello Winter… welcome back. Have I told you how much I love you and how much I’ve missed you?

Thank you Divya, for bringing the winter cheer to my blog. Being a winter person myself, I was upset that winter is late in Hyderabad, this year. Anyway I am glad it finally came 🙂 What kind of person are you? Which season will make all jumpy and excited?

Until later 🙂

 

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