Tuesday, October 20, 2009

My experience with MUSIC

ARR's show in hyderabad on 24th October....i'm planning to go and attend it.However just decided that if i am going to any shoe i should be in the top class tickets...which means 1.5lacs juz for d tickets...and since i am not in a mood to shell out such huge amount we've decided to stay back at home and watch it in the TV.

This reminds me of my old days...naah not those dealing with big concerts but my own singing talent which i show off now and then. 

Triiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing...going back again to those old-gold days.

It was in my 5th class....there used to be this fierce Late VijayKumar sir whom all of us used to go for Maths,Physics and Chemistry tuitions. He is a very good teacher and completely opposite to those old weak teachers portrayed in the cinemas. He was dynamic and fierce. Man i was damn afraid of him :((May his Soul RIP). His sons Kranthi anna and Bhagath anna were our seniors. They used to have this music instruments at their house. All the complete set since they had a good grip on guitar,drums etc.
Then came one Vinayaka chavithi and in our colony there was this big pandal and obviously the colony president and his team planned for various cultural activities for that. One of which is the orchestra by Vijaykumar sir's family. Here they needed few female singers in the troupe. My sis and her friends who used to go for the tuitions were by default part of the troupe and then i entered :D

A lanky kid with a high pitch voice....thats one worst combination i say. Anyway i was give this song to practice  and perform with them. And that song is none other than.."Chinni chinni asha" from  Roja. That one was a nightmare...after the performance Kranthi anna came to me and told me that the song i sang...i mean the way i sang...no one else can butcher it more!!!...It was the worst possible way one can ever sing that song.

Anyway later on due to the so called growing up my voice dramatically improved and the next year itself i was the part of the choir group in my school. My sis and I were the important members in the group. Still when i go to school now...i mean after some 15 years....my teachers  remember the way i used to sing and 2 years back on my visit i even sang one prayer song from the old days to the 10th class students. Those gospel hymns i still sing sometimes only to irritate Ravi.In that way in school i bagged up few prizes in singing competitions.

All through these years i have joined the classical musical lesson and veena classes which i stopped  due to lack of interest at that particular time. Then in Btech i started learning music from Padma teacher...and this time i learnt it for 3 years....on and off. And participated in few competitions in college. As usual in my first year my song in the freshers party was booed down by everyone. Then in the college competitions i've bagged some 3-4 prizes.

Then comes the biggest disaster. I participated  in the APAC Idol.....just for the sheer pleasure of being a part of such a big event. I sang the song Dole dole from Pokiri..the Karaoke version and as expected i didn't win..but that was one beautiful moment i can treasure.....singing in the Amphitheater in Bangalore campus.

All this came flooding back when i was listening to the ARR's show details on the radio....No other work kept me busy.......hence here i am flooding this page with my thoughts!!

Luv...
Bindu

Friday, October 16, 2009

Me and Cynophobia

Most people i know or related to are fond of DOGS....
And everytime i go to a house which has a resident canine...there will be a huge drama and loads of questions asking me y...y d hell do i hate dogs!!!

Now here comes my one and only standard answer..i've been giving since the age of 9.

"I cant tolerate any living species ...humans are just an exception"

But to describe y i came to the conclusion i need to go back to that old not so black and not so white flashback...

I can say in telugu.."Nakappudu tommidellu....."in a dramatic tone......but the flow might not follow...anyway...

...I was in my 5th class...we moved to our own house and i had one of my long lost friend(Yes i say LONG LOST...as after 5th class i've never been in touch with her) Sethika, living in the same colony...one fine evening( i still remember the climate...it was wonderful....it was like the best day one can ever wish for...) i dressed up in my sturdiest skirt and top(i cant actually remeber which one..but u'll know after reading that it is indeed a thick skirt) and went to her place..

Infront of thier gate there was this dog...mongrel with 3 pups...as usual i went and opened the gate without bothering about the dog...in the next second it jumped on me and the drama started....it was all over me barking and god knows how and why it didnt bute me...after some 5-10 mins or so someone came and shooed it away...actually many people surrounded but it wasnt leaving me. Anyhow i escaped with few scratches and my skirt was most of it was torn.....i was rushed to my dad's clinic where they gave me the necessary injections.

That was just the start.......We had a big farm in our village which is now a mango orchard but before we used to have all different crops in those 50acres. It was the time when sunflower crop was harvested. There were 3 mongrels in our farm to be there with the hired helps. one fine day i was at our fram with my aunt and cosuin brother....i was may be 10years at that time and a dog came running towards me and i got scared and pleaded Raju anna to save me and also made a deal that i'll give him 1000Rs if he do that...(Man!!....... it has been 13years..and if i count the actual and intrest and also now that for him it wud be in dollars.....may be i should sell all i have to repay him :P). That was a story which still make rounds in my relatives circle  whenever some incident  inkling with dogs surface up.

Then in 2002 i think dad brought home a Alsation pup - Marshall. That was the time i was away at vijayawada plotting to run away from the histel instead of studying for my Inter/Eamcet. In May when i came home i noticed this hairy creature and created all the hungamam which made me the reason for its being tied up for 16hrs a day.....
One fine afternoon, mom was sleeping and sis was speaking to her friends who conveniently left open our main gate. I opened the back dorr of the home and came face to face with this dog and immediately i gave out few shrill cries and ran back inside...what i didnt knew was...the dog was not tied at that time and even it got scared and ran out of the open gate......we never found it !!It just ran away or can i say...i just scared it enough that it forgot where it stays....we searched i mean excluding me.. my family searched for  10-15days but in vain.
Now again here comes a pup named MARSHALL which is just 1month old now...i mena we brought it home when it is 18days baby. I am damn scared to touch it or let it come near me. I do all the things like playing papaer ball game, giving the cerelac/milk concotion every few hrs etc but i feel scared alot to be there when it is not inside that confined area. Since its a pup dad is not even ready to chain it saying it stops it growth..hence here i am admiring it through the window and cooing its name now and then to let it know that i am there.....

Huh....long post......
Will be back.....

Bindu Kondoju  aka Maroju

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Blah blah blah....

Before this i always used to think that speaking aloud about one's feelings is just something people like me do...and then i changed and started shying away from blurting out what i feel...but no more....as i write on some incoherent thoughts pass through my mind...and my evil twin whom i locked away in a part of my mind started shouting........DO U THINK IT MATTERS!!!...do u really think people will spend sometime reading this shit and spend some of thier quality time thinking about what u wrote!!!"...and i dont have any another option than agreeing with her!!!

Watever i'm gonna write a lot more crap and get on being more crappy complaining about y the watchman's kid wails so louldy in the night or y do these pigeons come and shit on my window stills!! or more better thing like how can we make parathas taste better or easiest way to burn the dinner only to go out for midnite biryanis!!

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

My life through my eyes.......

I still remember the day I’ve seen his picture on our desktop at home....it was juz casually saved on the desktop..and i was curious about it as desktop at home always has this pics of surgeries….and ended up clicking it...and it revealed the picture...picture of the person who is now enjoying the punishment( may be cursing the day he decided to send the pic to my dad's mail).....

After initial assessment, i shouted for my mom who came and told me his details.... After few days dad went to meet his parents.....he liked them and esp he liked him as he had this moustache...yet i was not sure...since all i wanted was to fly away....my dreams then were about doing Masters in Electronics and the Phd in Digital circuits....and a care free life without any jhanjhat...yeah a husband figure should be there but i wanted my freedom....


Anyway then came my transfer to hyderabad...and at that time for the first time my picture was sent to his family.....i mean that was the first time my parents actually sent my pic for the marriage proposal...and it was not that special pic taken by a skilled photographer in a traditional saree...with that dreamy look in my eyes.....in fact it is a pic of me in a white saree holding a bunch of roses with all excitement in my eyes....and after we sent the pic..his dad called up to tell my dad that they will come to our place to see me. I was adamant saying NO...and finally agreed to meet them.

After few days a call came from his dad again saying that he is down with Viral fever...and then the hungama started...Mom,dad,sis,b-i-l,bro everyone started teasing me saying that as soon as he saw my pic he got Viral fever and if he meet me then he will surely get a heart attack....


Anyway the dreaded day came.....one cloudy afternoon in September… when i was shouting "You akka...you are not allowing me to go out atleast...bring me some water" at my elder sis...i came to know that my in-laws and he entered our house.....
There went the first impression...

being a loud mouth...i was literally shouting at my sis to get me some water and how i dont like this traditional match making!!!

Anyway...after few snacks, coffee.....my dad called me...I went and sat next to my dad facing my in-laws and him...

Just a single glance at him cleared all the doubts I had about his looks….then my in laws started asking me questions like….Where did u do ur Btech?, How I liked Hyderabad Infosys compared to Bangalore etcetc…all the time I was lil tensed as if they are taking my interview and the room was filled with that particular tension…everyone are serious and I am just answering those few questions…and suddenly I wanted to laugh out loud….
And I forgot to mention that all this while he was smiling at me and signaling through his eyes not to worry ( The point to be mentioned here is…my aunt who was there at that time asked my mom if I’ve known the guy before )
After some strained silence…my dad asked me if I would like to speak with him alone…to which both of us said yes….and I expected them to leave the room....but my m-i-l came to me and asked me to sit and gave me the flowers and fruits which I’ve learnt later is the indicator to let us know that they liked me. After few minutes both of us were given time to speak…we were seated in our hall and all the other females in a bedroom and dad,uncles settled in drawing room.

Eventually we started speaking about few things like…what domain we are working on, where we are staying in Hyderabad( he in maredpally and me at kukatpally)…and he worked in Bangalore for 3years in so…talks turned into the city darshan of Bangalore…places we visited, we stayed etcetc.

After 10 mins my Sis came and asked us if we want some coffee… he said yes and I said NO….as I didn’t wanted to trouble my stomach….yeah I could feel the butterflies in my stomach at that time….as soon as the coffee came….he sipped it and declared that he cannot say No to a cup of coffee at any point of time….

Then the actual chatter started…we discussed about the different types of coffees we’ve tasted, discovered a mutual love for CCD and Tropical Iceberg and how right amount of coffee powder missed with milk gives us that exhilarating mood…how we cant survive without few cups of coffee a day….and how a coffee in the morning awakens the mood….and the good CCD’s where we can spend time without bothering about anything else………..obviously both of us loveeeeeeeeeee COFFEE

And trust me we chatted about the coffee for the next 45 minutes….and we were still discussing about Mochachillo when my dad came and asked us if we are done with our talks………..
Much to our dismay we’ve realized that all we spoke is just about the COFFEE….not about our career, our lives and all those important things…..and it would look odd if we ask for more time to discuss about these things and I was quite confident that no one were eavesdropping on our talks....so they would not know that we spoke about coffee instead of discussing about something else……

But the point I forgot is thanks to my loud mouth….I was literally shouting, screaming about the best places to have coffee and it is audible to all the people in the surroundings….

After they left....we had a small discussion about my wasting time sepaking about coffee instead of knowing him better ..............................after 14 days they've ringed up my dad to know if we are intrested in thier alliance....and also if it would be ok with my parents if hemeets me again....since i've asked my dad to give me one more chance to interact with him to know him better...my dad said OK....and then on Oct 1st we met again....in a coffee day @ banjarahills....and ended up speakng for 3 more hours under the surveillance of my sis,b-i-l and my bro...who were sitting in the lounge where as we preferred to sit outside......

In that way….i OWE my life to my parents and also the COFFEE as it helped me in choosing the best husband in the world for me

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Club Rannalhi-Ahh.....heaven!!!:A travelogue!!


Hmm...going back in time......
It's time for me to write about the things i forgot to dwell upon....

Whenever i used to think about holidays....i  always wanted to spend them on sand....looking at deep blue waters..... So without any doubt when my fiance popped up the question about our honeymoon i've told him that i am dreaming about...sand...sea...salty breeze....long trees....and so on................

When given the choice i've chosen 3 places...Mauritius,Maldives and Goa. Ravi was completely against the idea of spending time at Goa, so we are left with two beautiful places to choose from....and some 2 weeks to plan for the honeymoon. yet when the time came we are just 2 days away from our marriage and frantically searching for the tickets/places to go. Anyhow we managed to get all the bookings done and left to Maldives hoping that our swift registration will not turn out as a disaster...!!

Day1: We've started from our place and reached airport by 8 in the morning, making sure that we've had all the things packed.....Yeah the day before our journey we've jogged through streets of hyderabad/Secundrabad to do some last minute shopping. The flight was at 10:25 A.M...so i've got enough time to pester my hubby to get me the chocolates which would last for at-least a week from the duty free shop. It was almost 1.00 P.M by the time we reached colombo. After waiting for a couple of hours over there we were taken to the Hotel Blue Oceantic,Negambo for the night stay as our next flight was at 7 A.M the next morning. Call us lucky as we've no doubt got a terrific place to spend whole of the evening and night, all thanks to Srilankan airlines people.

The ride to the hotel was terrific.I mean we can see the beach as we race through the roads....and its green every where and every now and then we pass across  bunch of army people with mounted rifles. Ravi looked like a kid with a new toy all excited and taking the pictures of beautiful surroundings in the new videocam.


The hotel was a beautiful one...with a beach on onside and our room facing the beach....the moment i enterd our room i felt like cancelling the Maldives registration and staying at Negambo. After having our lunch we've went around colombo with a very friendly guide. The old man who toured us around took us to many beautiful places in and around negambo. We went to the langar and an old church where a wedding was taking place...we've waited till the bride entered the church and man that made me crave for a white wedding!!!....It was so beautiful!!!!


From there we went to a small coffee place near the ocean and had a not so strong coffee with cakes. From there we went to the main street to buy few beach wear since our luggage was in transit and we were left with nothing but our hand luggage which had our laptop and chocolates ;). The weather was too breezy and there was a warning about some storm and within few minutes it started drizzling...we rached the hotel and changed into the shorts and raced to the beach in that awesome weather. After the sunset we went back and played carroms in the lobby. After dinner we infromed the front desk about our flight the next monring and asked them to call us at 4.00 A.M as the bus departures from hotel at 4.15 A.M.
Day 2:
We slept off and the next thing we know is the alarm going off at 4.15 A.M and some one banging on the door and at the same time the phone rang informing us that the bus is about to leave.....It was like a nightmare.....we've called them up and aske dthem to wait for 5 more minutes and stuffed our belongings in the bag and without glancing at the mirror we shot off to get into the bus. There we are like a destitute couple with dishelved hair and drooping eyes....the ride from hotel to the airport took 1hr and we slept al through the ride ignoring the beautiful sunset!!
After reaching the airport we rushed to a restaurant in the 3rd floor and woke up the sleeping staff and ordered 2 cups of strong coffee. It took us little time to make them understand what we need may be due to thier sleepy moods or ours. Coffee was all our body needed as the moment we had it we are like all awake and rushed for the checkin and immediately boarded the small plane which took us to Male.The whole journey was very intersting and actually i spent most of the time looking out/down from thw window....the way the ocean turned its colors.....navy fleets.....that was one memory whoch would never erase from my mind. Since i made a deal with hubby before planning the trip...i was lucky enough to get the window seats in all the planes!! The memory is so clear that even now when i close my eyes i can feel that initial rush of feelings which passed through me when we were above the ocean...but now that scares me!!!!

We reached Male....and trust me to believe that its one of the wonderful feeling u get when you see the narrow strip of landing in the middle of the...the different variations of blue color floats through and there u are landing at one of the smallest airport. People actually were getting off the plane and taking the pics of the plane.It was so wonderful and breathtaking!!. After collecting our luggage we went to the Adaaran Counter to get ourselves booked in and waited for the speed boat. The male airport was so beautiful.The male airport was so beautiful....we came out and waited at a small cafe facing the blue water,had croissants and Coffee.

After some 1.5hrs of waiting we boarded the speed boat and raced towards Club Rannalhi our honeymoon destination. It was like a dream.......the first galnce at rannalhi i was breathless.....it was sooooooooooo beautiful and soooooo breathtaking and i never imagined that it would be so dreamlike!! The fact in here was i left the details of booking and selecting to Ravi  since i was busy with all the shopping and i never even thought of going through the reviews or the pictures of the place on the net. Hence it was like a biiig surprise for me and the look on my face actually made my hubby laugh!!!


We were welcomed with aromatic cloth napkins and a mocktail. After we relaxed we were guided by the staff to our room. And here stays another biig surprise as i was thinking we booked for a beach bungalow it turned out Ravi booked a water bungalow.                       

To be continued.....................

Saturday, May 9, 2009

So you people out there might be knowing about Mills and Boons/ Harlequins Novels....If you know abt them then fine else just ignore the blog...

How many of you read those romances?? How many of you love those romances? How many of you think that to spend time on a lazy staurday there is no better option than reading a M&B...

So now comming to the topic...if you read those....do u do that in secret..i mean u keep this as your little secret hiding the books from yout family/husband/frnds etcetc.....or u do shelf them on the bookcase for the public display??

Did u ever see any guy reading those books??? Or else is it like ur boy friend or husband teases you for reading that mushy stuff!!!

I mean all this intro is for those famous books which makes the young girls dream of Handsome Princes and fairy tale love stories!!

I was introduced to my first romantic novel of M&B in my 3rd year Btech....since then i never stopped myself from reading those...they made me dream about my Prince....tall and handsome price....those lovely evenings walking in a beach hand in hand....those early morning listening to chirping of birds....the perfect kiss which will make one dizzy....melting in the arms of loved one..........Uff...all those books helped me in creating a prefect world for myself in my dreams.......

I've met many guys in my life...but i always used to compare them with the characters.. those perfect characters in M&B novels......Always checking if thier touch sends shivers down my spine or if thier smile makes me glow like a bulb or if thier absense make me feel deprived of oxygen....So many ppl advised me not to fall in the trap....and i can never find anyone who can make me happy if i always compare them with those imaginary characters....

And many more friends used to make fun of me with others reg how i read those books....and I used to make sure to read the books which involved romance which capture the feelings of falling in love...

Anyway the whole point in writing this is..........i've found a library,one which has atleast few thousands of M&B books in that.....that wud keep me occupied and entertained for few more months!!!



P.S: Anyway my own story started happily when i found myself (Hmm lets say all thanks to my parents who actually found him) a husband who is almost similar to the guy i imagined in my perfect world :D