MOJITO

ee song naaku chala ishtam. Yuvan-Selvaraghavan combo rocks. my favourite telugu song in recent times. ...




I love this one too. Trisha looks so pretty in this song.

Chiranjeevi's daughter Srija, who is currently making the headlines for all the wrong reasons reminds me one of her namesake, my 10th standard English teacher and an incident related to her.

She joined newly when i was studying 10th. "My name is Srija, I worked in a convent in Ooty previously, i am very strict ... blah, blah..". She was irritative from day one.

She was not more than 24 yrs old then. Average height, slim, moderate color, spectacles, average looks, average teaching skills. That explains everything, nothing extraordinary about her.

I don't know why she was nick-named "Ooty Beauty". She is definitely not that good looking, not that bad either. I wasn't surprised though, coz, I have a problem in classifying who is super figure and who is sappa figure. Atleast, my friends believe so.

My Maths tuition ends at 9pm. Srija's house is in the way to my house from tuition center. We 3 guys myself, Karthi and SenthilPrabu used to go together daily. One day, we decided to shout her nick-name aloud while crossing her house. The plan was formulated in matter of minutes. We selected 3 names. ooty beauty, Convent Kelavi(pretty contradicting to the other nick-name) and Srija. Each one selected a name to shout. The execution was perfect. Each one shouted a name, ride the cycle very fast till we reached a safe distance. We all laughed the hell out of each other. Then, rode back to house discussing about the great achievement.

We found that so thrilling that we did the same thing 3 or 4 times within next 4 weeks. As it always happens, we got caught one day. The lady was in the balcony and unaware of this, we shouted as usual. We realized just 2 seconds later that she saw us. The thing is, we got caught at the wrong time with board exam 2 months away and just a week or so away from getting the hall tickets.

With all kind of fear within us, our next plan was, to surrender totally, cry, plead or do whatever to get out of the trouble. To our surprise, we were never enquired. Either she didn't recognise us in the dark or, or,sorry, i don't see any other reason for her not to complain. It was a very lucky escape i must may.

Overall, it was fun. Those were the days.

Ramak tagged me a month before. Somehow, i didn't feel like posting one that time. But, decided to post now just for the sake of some activity in the blog,

work: who?.. i don't know him.

play: Jack of lot, clown of some, Master of none. but, i love to play.

family: I will do anything for them. But, i don't know why the hell i say different new reasons everytime my mom asks me to come home. The last time i went home was 5 months back.

Love: while(1){ ++phonebill; ++problems; what_not++ ... }

Cinema: They are f**king, freaking awesome. I love them.

Health: Whats the big deal about it. I am 24 and just too young to worry about it.

Money: "Thevaina 1 latcham kooda selavu pannalaam, thevai illama 1 paisa kooda selavu panna koodathu". Unfortunately i dont follow this. I would love to follow this.

Of the 6 persons who read my blog, 1 tagged me, 2 have been already tagged, 2 doesn't have a blog, the 6th person is me. So, whom will i tag??