Three Mugs and The Memory Lane - Full of Love and Laughter...

Its been a week since am thinking to start my blog. But as usual some reason everytime to postpone it and some more creative reason and then some very creative reason to do so. Finally what happened that triggered to finally set me to start scribbling my feeling and putting on blog?

Mug full of memories and heart full of love. Few friends at different occasions made me feel I am special I am loved and I matter in their lives….. They were these few girls you are going to read in coming paras. And am sure to all three of them, this is going to come as a surprise.

My first portfolio. The album showcasing my photography work with "The crow" as my story teller- my hero. And who was with me while cooking up the whole story????….. Yes my darling adorable friend Rajee… We sat overnight sorting photos making our selection crisp and shorter finally the list to final 50 of which the album is made. And the beautiful captioning which eventually took the form of a poem. Yes Rajee, whenever I hold that album I remember you…and 8 inch ( questions regarding this 8 inch should be please directed to Rajee) and one more thing………the beautiful mug that u presented me on my birthday………….Its been my favourite..always in front of me when I work……… what to say more……….common lets meet up…its been so so so long now……..

And then my darling dentist friend from Coloumbia . The super stunning Diana Pinto. The first friend of mine in Rancagua, a small town in Chile - Spanish speaking country. I was new there and was keen to visit Machalli a near by hill town near rancagua. I asked her out and to my sweet surprise she readily accepted at once. Our conversations which otherwise were limited to the desk at the shop extended to hiking on the hills with vasos ( cowboys) and then exploring different towns. Sometimes doing photography (I would keep clicking till the extent that she would get exhausted and at times annoyed too!!), drinking beer in afternoons and discussing our respective countries' facts and stories. We caught eyes of all people sitting in café as English was unusual in the town…We would talk for long hours eating empanada de queso and sipping serveza, We would sing songs english and spanish both while doing karoeke with friends ( and she tried teachiing me cumbia- which i failed miserably at ) She got me two mugs at different occasions……………and I was so touched....it was the first present in that latin american land. I had so much of fun Diana. estranea mucho. She was the one I talked to during my moments of joy and she was the one who listened to me patiently in my crisis times……She is not at all like me. she is organised. She is on time.( may be even before time) She doesnt believe in calling bus station in times when we are about to miss it.... she doesnt like getting dragged on the way being clicked. she doesnt like me getting stuck with my past... she didnt like when i was sad with my problems in chile and wanted me to return to my home country. And it was she who didnt like when i was returning and hugged me with tears in eyes when i saw her last. She might not like the fact that am describing this in detail...but one thing  she would definately like to know.........I am happy. Yes Diana, am happy and learning things in my life and I look forward to spend more time with you soon.And heyyyyyy Yes………one more thing…………… We are planning to go to Indonesia together…….I promise Diana... I would try not to bug you this time with my intense photography……. Hehhehee…….. and we would make some crazy travel again talking about world cultures, sharing ideas of life, looking at hot guys and sipping some more beer…… And thanks sweetheart for beautiful navigational skills…If you wouldnt have handled the map well; I wouldn’t have loitered in streets of vina and Valparaiso being completely directionless and taking all those memorable photographs. Thanks a tonn.

It was time to bid my good bye to Chile, which was a major milestone in life and to initiate my journey to new place in south India.I started my new entrepreuneral program at  IIM Bangalore. Never had done any business study before. To be honest , I didn’t know the difference between credit and debit.( Now common…many of you would laugh…….and so did I.. in finance classes when I lost the track of what professor is teaching.) At nights, I would sit with my friends discussing and trying to understand the concepts.( I swear am so mathematically challenged person). It was then that i met shreya.and then the friendship evolved from those finance discussions to singing twinkle twinkle little star…..Guess how? Shreya on her flute….( yes!) and me singing in the campus of IIM. I now wonder had we really lost it???? But no……we were just fine and flowing ……..It was one of the most cherishable memories from IIMB campus…….Guys there considered as nutts and few friends of ours actually denied to get recognized as our friends…( Huh Suman……..Wil always remember this!!! )  Words wont suffice really what all stuff we did to irritate others. I neve realized how comfortable and close was I with Shreya till one night when I was hit by some low and she was right there trying to be whacky…( well shreya…next time u don’t have to do it!!!! U are by default funny !!! J ) Last day when we were leaving…………………….she wanted to spend more time with me. And I was lost. For some weird reason. And then came the mug saying “ Attitude is Everything”. A month later, I was again in some confusion…( yeah yeah….m having those confusions quite often from past 2-3 months) and then she reminded me of that mug…and asked me what kind of attitude I would have naturally….. now I want to tell you shreya. I want to keep the same attitude that I am having…………..for which I have received all of yours love….for which all three of you have loved me…for whatever I am…you have accepted me with my nature and flaws…and that’s what matters. Yes, there were times when I got uneasy when you might have showed me my negatives……but guess what……..am just in the process.Learning things. Knowing my own self. Knowing my negatives and trying to transcend. And thanks to all of you…….as your memories triggered me to finally start writing my blog which otherwise i have postponed for( well !) creatve reasons !!!! 

So here comes my toast…

To Mugfull of memories & Heartful of Love………….

To my Three Beautiful friends……….

Big hug and wishes,

Twinkle.