Looks like tags are all I have to post on blog. That is very bad. Sigh! Wish I could write something more too. Thanks to Milinta’s tag I am atleast able to keep my blog alive.
The tag:
Two questions in each category answer them and then tag your friends from the blog-o-sphere. (Simple enough right) Leave a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged and you are all set.
Yesterday: Your oldest memory
Time: 6.30 am
Waking up at 6.30 looking at my mobile, snoozing my alarm and back to bliss. A sudden jerk and I wake up, the mental alarm rings louder and louder. Hazily look at my mobile, startled, one hour more to miss the bus, and that includes 20 minutes to get the stop. That leaves me with a bare thirty minutes to get ready which includes the time to get ready and also press my shirt. Will I make it. The game begins!
Time: 7.50 am
I made it. Ten minutes early too and without missing any of the chores. Feels good!
What were you doing 10 years ago?
1998 – School. St Patrick’s High School, Secunderabad. That was where I spent the first 12 years of my educational life. Memories cherished. My rotine was something like this those days. Get up-Do some studying-Piano Class-School-NCC-Home. So many things happened during that time. And in times in between have fun, dream a lot, worrying about almost nothing. When I look back now a smile is all that crosses my face 
. In short, enjoying life. Not that I don’t now…
Your first thought today morning
Is there any deliverable due today? No. I smile. Glance at the mobile. Freeze for a second and the routine goes on…
If you built a time capsule today what would it contain?
A couple of kgs of chocolates. A couple of books. A music player loaded with raaja’s music and my age old favourites. Coffee. And yeah a pillow… What else??? Anyone joining me??
This year ….
Fun in its own way. Varied experiences. Work and its side effects. The Kolkata trip. So far so good!
What do you see yourself doing 14 years from now?
Future eh. I am not sure what I will be doing this evening and 14 years is too long a time. I’d be in my late thirties then and who knows what life has in store till I get there. Would I still blog given the current rate? Would I still like chocolates? Would I still stay in Chennai? Too complicated! Maybe I would still bite my nails, maybe I would have new friends, maybe I would learn a new language, maybe…(If you’ve seen ‘Happy Days’ read ‘maybe’ the way Tyson says somewhere towards the end of the movie 
– chumma!)
I tag
