Shnookums ! If you are surprised, its time to know me.

I was born on 22-12-86.

As a child, I thought people who sang on the radio were 'teeny tiny' people.

I was a very proud singer as a child, until I was red signalled by my sister, who said I reminded her of a donkey. SHe looked so serious. :-)

I go by the simple philosophy ' Hold on to your integrity...expect the unexpected and face upto it'. Thank you Dad!!!

I love being on my own, but then again i get bored easily, love doing shopping, lunches on my own.

I love my funny side and find it 'funny' that some people find it 'funny' that I am funny. What's so funny??? :-)

Have any of you seen me slim??? I have not. Surprisingly that has bruised my ego. yet somehow I cannot find the motivation to 'treadmill' my weight down. Must admit I'd love to see that toned, athletic 'me' right this minute. Fashion rules over fitness when it comes to motivation.....Tongue's out:-)

In my imaginary life, I am an athlete ( the sport changes everyday ), a part-time journalist ( in a broader sense ), a back packer, a motorcyclist and a psychologist. One for every working day.

I love sports...not playing them...just watching them. F1, Tennis, Cricket, Volleyball, Athletics, Swimming, Golf...At least am not watching trash!!!

You will never see me wear what regular people wear on the streets. I wear my own style and I find myself rocking on, quite oblivious of the passers by.

I love decorating houses for a hobby. Am nomadic. Have never felt attached to a house or a place so far.

Am clumsy, careless and crazy. I reprimand myself for that, but I continue being all of them without any effort.

Am procrastination personified. Am orderly most of the time, but when the procrastination monster visits me, I feel sorry for the people around me.

My Mother taught me the values of life. I don't credit her at all. Thank you ma!!! I realise today, how important they are. My father did a brilliant job teaching me the philosophy of life. Between them they have done a marvellous job raising my sister and me.

I am bad with spellings. I cant write a paragraph without using spellcheck. I still count like am three. I use my fingers, and dots on paper. I do the addition, subtraction, multiplication and division just as we did, for the first time in class I or II. Its deplorable, but I enjoy doing it that way. I guess it is because my Math has not progressed beyond grade II.

I started wearing spectacles when I was 5. I was tormented in school and called 'Paati'. To avoid the embarrassment, I took off my glasses once my house was out of sight and wore them in the evening when it was back in sight again. I continued this trend till I was 10, when a classmate started wearing them.

I was sent to learn classical dance when I was 7. After a year or two, I stopped attending classes, without my parents knowledge and learnt karate on the sly. I don't remember being given the dressing down, but was strictly told never to lie .....

When I was young, very young, I thought lemon pickle was made from dead human noses. Why dead??? Coz I didn't see a single person on the road without a nose. Believe me, I looked out for those 'noseless' people for a while.

I may not be intelligent, but am aware of the world around me and the the history of it. However, when we gather around for some fun, I love being goofy and childlike. I hate the sound of politics and shameless display of knowledge and Intelligence. I believe there are other forums for it.

I suck at multitasking and admire women who do it...home, work, travel et all. I secretly wish I could smarten up there, but over the years I have realised I am better off being 'me'. Am aware of my strengths and weaknesses. The latter can fill a barrel. Bottom line. I love doing what I do everyday.

I love writing. Nothing special there, but once I start I cannot stop. I cannot be discreet. I am opinionated. This manuscript itself has become a thick tabloid mag. I assure you, what you read is 100% 'me'.


If you are surprised, its time to know me..........