DESIRE

LOL..Loved every minute of it..

2011-11-18T21:03:00.000-08:00

Aljazira English - On the knees before a leader who knows what he is speaking about. But surely I congratulate their willingness to post this on their own youtube channel!

Shashi Tharoor - Demonstrating articulation that none can compete with..Proud to say that he is not only an Indian but from my own place, Kerala..

Love,

High Five for Innocence and Childhood :) DONT MISS THIS ONE!!

2011-05-15T11:29:00.000-07:00

I saw this tremendously cute video in youtube.. Though I knew, lot of us would have already seen this, I still wanted to blog it for anyone who haven't seen it yet. If you are seeing it for the first time, tell me - so that I can feel great about showing you something reaallllyy heartwarming and cute. :)

Love,

Love and Change..

2011-03-17T14:08:00.000-07:00

"People say that the love which can accept you as you are is great. But I believe that greater is the love that inspires you to change."

2011

2011-01-02T05:43:00.000-08:00

A new year with love, hopes and prayers..

Wish my lovely friends, readers and bloggers in the blogosphere, a lovely, blessed year with all your plans successful and all your wishes being true.

Love,

Mom, Home is where u are!

2010-09-05T09:50:00.001-07:00

I dedicate this post to my MOM.. I miss her so much and that made me write today..

{Pictures that Talk...Again, got this pic from a friend in email..A mom somewhere in India.}

I call her Amma..

The one who gave birth to me.

The one who loved me and gave a part of everything she has even before I was born

Its really hard to know the importance of some things in life;

Especially the things which you get 'effortlessly' like the love and care of mother.

Now She is miles and miles away...

We have the same sun above us, But we never see the sun at the same time.

When I cook after a tiring day @ office, I remember her calling me for dinner.

I never used to complain, but I dont know whether I appreciated enough.

In the few moments of truth I get in the midst of papers, reports and work,

I hope I will get to go home soon,

Cook for her and tell her, how great a mother she is...

I miss u amma.. with all my heart.. I DESIRE to be with you..

The days with you were the best in my life;

Now I know nothing compares to HOME

& HOME is where U are!

Love,

If I had a chance..

2010-05-02T00:58:00.000-07:00

You’ll never know how sorry I am for wht I had to do

You’ll never know how much I am haunted with ur tear filled eyes

You’ll never know how I wonder how u r now

You’ll never know about all those nights I cried

To finally get the strength to do it

To hurt you now, to save ur happiness for life

You’ll never know that making u hate me

Was the only way...

That was a small price to pay for ur happiness..

The world talk about the pain of not getting love..

The day I had to leave you behind, I realised

The pain of not giving love when ur heart is filled with it.

You will never know how u r for me

I will move on, for you

Cause I know If I dont,

You will never leave me.

You will always hope for the impossible and hurt urself.

Oh...You’ll never know how much it hurt to see u hurt

And..More than anything...

You will never know how much I hope each day...

if I had a chance to be with u...forever and ever.

If I had a chance...just one...!

Love,

Wordless Wednesday

2009-12-02T04:18:00.000-08:00

So much for the war, violence and hatred in our world!
Picture courtesy to a lot of ppl around the world: Taken from a mail from my friend who mails me everyday with thoughtful things....

1957. The first day of Dorothy Counts at the Harry Harding High School in the United States . Counts was one of the first black students admitted in the school, and she was no longer able to stand the harassments after 4 days.

January 12, 1960. A second before the Japanese Socialist Party leader Asanuma was murdered by an opponent student.

1962. A soldier shot by a sniper hangs onto a priest in his last moments.

1965. A mom and her children try to cross the river in South Vietnam in an attempt to run away from the American bombs.

1966. U.S. troops in South Vietnam are dragging a dead Vietkong soldier.

February 1, 1968. South Vietnam police chief Nguyen Ngoc Loan shots a young man, whom he suspects to be a Viet Kong soldier.

1972. After South Vietnam planes accidentally drop a bomb on a town.

1973. A few seconds before Chile 's elected president Salvador Allende is dead during the coup.

1975. A woman and a girl falling down after the fire escape collapses.

1980. A kid in Uganda about to die of hunger, and a missionaire.

February 23, 1981. Colonel Molina ve military police seizes the Parliament building in Spain . The photographer did not expect the scene, and hid the films in his shoe.

1982. Palestinian refugees murdered in Beirut , Lebanon .

1987. A mother in South Korea apologizes and asks for forgiveness for his son who was arrested after attending a protest. He was protesting the alleged manipulations in the general elections.

1989. A young man in China stands before the tanks during protests for democratic reforms.

1992. A mother in Somalia holds the body of her child who died of hunger.

1994. A man who was tortured by the soldiers since he was suspected to have spoken with the Tutsi rebels.

1996. Kids who are shocked by the civil war in Angola .

2001. An Afghani refugee kid's body is being prepared for the funeral in Pakistan .

2002. Soldiers and villagers in IRan are digging graves for the victims of the earthquake. A kid holds his father's pants before he is buried.

If u think that who the hell can stop all these and there is no point in trying for it..See this last photo..

1963. Thich Quang Duc, the Buddhist priest in Southern Vietnam , burns himself to death protesting the government's torture policy against priests. Thich Quang Dug never made a sound or moved while he was burning.

My first wordless wednesday post ever...Which didn't remain THAT wordless but I hope it would definitely make u all thoughtful just like me when I first saw this.

Love,

Especially Men out there..dont miss this.

2009-11-27T03:03:00.000-08:00

{This is actually a post dedicated to my friend Carma who is having a supercool, fun give away now in her sweet and lovely blog

}

Now, ab't the thing that especially men should not miss follows..

I was just reading thru' my friends blogs and this post was very very striking. If u have ever been in love or if u plan to be..especially men-- should read this!!(Women read this for saying...''thats soo true..')

The link:-

Love Actually IS all around

I just googled ab't the 'GUY' who wrote this and I was like OMG!

{Bob Marley}

Its gud to know that atleast one of them understands women so well. Cheers to him ---Bob Marley!(He looks a bit too odd to know this much..ha ha ha lol..hey no offense to all the Bob fans out there...)

Love,

Lord our God

2009-11-24T09:06:00.001-08:00

"Show me your ways, O LORD, teach me your paths; guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long. Remember, O LORD, your great mercy and love, for they are from of old. Remember not the sins of my youth and my rebellious ways; according to your love remember me, for you are good, O LORD."
Psalm 25:4-7

Guest Post: Confession of a guy who sold his soul

2009-11-22T18:29:00.000-08:00

{Dear lovely readers,

I got this great writer friend of mine who writes in the best way known to me, to write something for you all. He wrote this. I liked it a lot and hope you will like it too. Pls dont forget to give your valuable comments.}

Confession of a guy who sold his soul

Life was complicated unmeasured and let loose. I was lost in the nothingness inside of me. I walked through empty streets and got lost in the way. I heard a voice far away, I looked through a misty road and saw something light the horizon, I wondered what it could be.

I walked in a hurry, with a worry- was I running towards heaven or hell. There she stood with a candle in her hand asked if I was lost, She promised me to guide me to the other side. On our way i realised i was lost to be found, I had nothing in me to be filled- I was worried to be relieved. I have never been more thankful to a soul before like this. She was my friend in this journey to my destiny; in me as in any, the weeds of love grew. When i heard her story and how lost she was once and how she found her way around, I was amazed, baffled and petrified by her, lost in her eyes and taken away by her words. I followed her in this endless road with a prayer that i will never lose her. And then one night as we took rest by a tree.

I saw a dream - i woke up in daze, looked around and realized that i was guiding her to be lost and she was following me. i looked back and her road was far away.i was scared, i was sad but mostly i felt guilt beyond measure. i was desperate to get her back on her road. i looked at her with her eyes closed, lost in a beautiful dream in her sleep. I prayed for help and hoped for a miracle but instead of heaven, hell answered my call, “sell your soul an ounce per day and we will send to her road, but beside the price you have to pay us there is more a price you have to pay”

I cried and begged, i will do anything to get her back there ; “well she will know where she is and she will hate you and you will lose you, she will burn her memories and bury her thoughts and she will never know that you had sold your soul to save her”. i looked at her, curled up like a baby with a smile on her face, with her eyes closed. So pure is she, so good she is and I realised that sometimes love means sacrifice and love means to give without caring what you get and stretched my hand and shook hands with the traders of souls.

She got up with a cry, as how clouds clear to reveal the Sun, she realised where she was; got and hurried to leave . On her way to her road... she turned back, looked in my eyes. I hoped she could see me standing there without a soul but then she only smiled and told me that God has opened her eyes, and i looked up and thought why didn’t she knew that it was hell that i had to trade with; not with heaven to open her eyes....

Love,

and

Love and Pain-Inseperable.

2009-11-22T17:26:00.000-08:00

U will never know..

What I feel is what is inside of me

U have no control over it

I have no control over it

I wanna control it so badly

But I know I will never be able to

The way I feel now..

no way to describe it

I dont want to know any more of the truth

lie to me that u love me

lie that u will be there till end

lie that i will see u every morning when I open my eyes

pls lie

'Coz I want to live in that lie

than in this truth...

What is that scares u?

Where is the love u had?

The confidence, The love and The promises..

Where is all that now?

Even if it was all a lie,

Pls dont tell that to me.

Let me live in this lie..

What difference its gonna make?

I am ready to die to just see that love in ur eyes..

for one more moment in my life.

Am I that insignificant?

Did my love fall short for u?

I want ur love

I want u

I want u more than anything I have ever wanted in my life.

Look at my eyes..

U said that its beautiful

Is it not beautiful any more?

I loved my eyes,

Just coz u loved them.

Dont u see that I want to call u back

Look at my eyes

Dont u see the love, the pain...

Dont u see urself in it?

I am asking u to see urself in my eyes..

till the moment my eyes can remain open..

till that last moment of my life when I leave this world forever and more...

Love,

Love - the most powerful of all powers...

2009-11-17T23:18:00.000-08:00

I taught my eyes not to dream

I taught my heart not to fall in love

I taught my mind not to dream

Hard was the facts of life for me till now

Why is it not so hard now?

What has changed the me I became?

What has changed the me I taught myself to be?

Is it you or your love?

Or is it your confidence in our love?

I don’t know what it is..

I just know that I found myself again in u

I lost myself somewhere in the past

U found me and showed me that I am still alive...

Its amazing what u have done

what your love has done

Is this the power of love?

If it is, it is so strong.

I cant believe the change in me...

I forgot to believe in me,

U reminded me that I am strong.

The last time I wrote,

I wrote of pain and now

you are making me write of love..

I have never dreamt of me as a bride,

Now I see you thru' my veil as I walk down the aisle,

Standing at the altar, smiling at me..

I don’t dread the future anymore

If I dread something, it is a moment without u

Inshah allah, let that never be there..

I love you and my love will never leave u

For my love for u is unconditionally true!

Love,

P.S:-Really felt like writing about love and here is the outcome..Pls comment my dear friends..I do want to know how I am as a poet!! which is not a new face of me but an old face of me, revived again. Inspired by the beauty of St. Andrews.

For my friends who do not know the meaning of "Inshah allah" -it means 'if god permits'

BUSYYY, BUSYY AND BUSSYYY

2009-09-06T21:16:00.000-07:00

{Doing all by myself! I think I have to get acquainted to doing everything myself soon....hmmm..}

I am sooo busy now a days. I just can't think of anything else other than 'things to do'. I am feeling sooo bad about the fact that I couldn't give my readers anything for a while and I also couldn't hop into their blogs and give some love. Anyways I am 'estimating' the time period for this busy schedule to be one more month from this date!! Ya..that's toooo long. But I have to do a lot of things to get myself adjusted to, leaving my birth country and settling myself, thousands of miles apart, in another country.The coming days are going to be hectic, for sure. I was just going around internet looking for some pics to post here. I found these which made me laugh.I hope it will make u laugh too.

{This one doesn't suit my situation except for the fact that she is also busy! But I really laughed.Look at her face!}

{What about this one?? Nice person to help right?}

It is really hard when u r not getting time for something u love to do. I love to blog.I love the bloggers community and I love it when one follower is added to my list{which is not happening for a while..ha ahha ha... hopefully because I am not writing often!}. I love reading other people's life and I hope u are enjoying reading mine. I hope that I will get some time to spare for this soon.

So what was I saying??ya..it is hard that I am not getting time for the thing I love doing. It is harder, when u are not getting time because you are doing things which u hate. Which comprises of: Talking to banks, seeing their awful faces and answering their questions wondering how stupid and adamand they are!{same time praying that they agree with my answer!}, shoooooppping from underwears to crockeries in one go!{which also includes endless payments reducing the amount I have in my account.}..... My goddd!! I have started to hate almost everything that I am doing these days. Hope that this phase will be over soooonnnn.

Love,

I loved each and every line of this...

2009-08-26T08:30:00.000-07:00

{I will miss u dear friend..(My readers, pls read on to find who is this friend.)}

Don't u guys feel that campus life is exciting?? Many of us feel so. I am sorry to say but my campus life was not thaaaaaatt exciting or fun. But I wouldnot say that it was boring. It did gave me a good share of experiences,thrills and shrills which I would cherish for the rest of my life. Friends and small secrets{which when revealed would create bomblastic explosions!!} were an integral part of my college life which added flavour to my otherwise not so colourful one. I have made some great friends whom I can call to be great friends and I think I have to tell you about this one soooo badly now. The reason is that I love her and I feel love has to be expressed...hence comes the birth of this post.

When I reached my college, I found almost no one in my genre! Only few were there to be found out from my genre, but they turned out to be different 'species' in the same 'genre'!!!! To my profound relief, I found out this one: Aswathy Nair from delhi. She loved reading, sharing stories of movie she saw yesterday, loved hearing stories of movies I saw, Talked ab't everything I am interested in, Had a flair in writing, was a tom boy{didn't remain that way till end! Campus life do change u or did I say Campus love??.} and I loved the way she called 'aarooo' and came bustling into my room at odd hours to just talk. Don't think that we were as happy as this with each other always. We had highs and lows in our friendship. We fought, said sorry, cried on each others shoulder, realised we did a mistake and then..ate burger at the top of the terrace without anyone else noticing so that we don't have to share it with anyone!{How mean to others??But I loved it.}. We loved each other, mainly because, we fought but never kept it. We let it float. The result is now I have a great friend who writes wonderful poem for me!!!

{I wish she started a blog! I will be the first one to follow. I really loved each and every line of this..}

This is the poem{Copied exactly from her mail}:

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For u my frnd

As I sit in my room nd watch the rain,

My heart is overwhelmd in pain.

Thinkin abt a distant friend

Who will go far away,to the other end.

My heart longs to meet her ,before she bids

Farewell,

To wish her good things ahead,well

And care,

A tide of memories sweep me to the past,

A journey backward in time spinnin nd fast

And I open my eyes to the scene whr we frst met

And there she was, my beautiful frnd,

Short build,long mane and shinin jewel on her nose.

The first instance we talkd,I knew

She’ll be true frnd ,of those I’ll have few

As I traversed thru my coll lyf,she was thr

Wit me throughout, showerin luv nd care.

We cud understand nd got connectd real soon,

Quite as fast as dey have monsoon!!

Talkin for hour and tellin each other stories,

Climbin forests nd laughin away to glory.

Oh! How much we enjoyed our hostel days,

Those happy,momentous ,carefree days

Gangbusterz-as we were calld,

18 of us,one better than the other

Enjoyed each nd every moment spent

Whether fun,sorrow or the chores of a student.

And soon it was time to say goodbye,

A feelin of gloom nd grief spread wide.

Itz hard to part away frm a frnd,

With whom 4 precious yrs of your life were spend.

The fact dat I’ll never get bak those times

Which I had wit u,kills my heart.

Wat is this bond that we share

I can’t explain as my eyes fills wit tears.

Aaru-one thing u shud know,

Wherever u may be,wherever u may go,

U have a place in my heart

Which will never tear us apart.

I won’t say to keep in touch,

Coz I’ll be thr for u,I luv u very much..

Lotz of luv

Achu…self composed just for u…muah!

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Did u like it??I bet u did.{U might be wishing u had a friend like her..}

How much we were alike was almost amazing...I could grab some photos which reflects our alikeness!!

{That's both of us..amused}

{Thriving with happiness}

{4got to say...we both love dancing}

{always at the same timing!}

I am sure u are convinced about the level of alikness we share is high!! I just want her to know with this post that I love her and value our friendship very much. Meanwhile, all of u, keep reading and hit the follow if u like it...

Love,

Drving to be a better driver..

2009-08-23T09:45:00.000-07:00

{

I love my readers and thanx to each and every one of them for helping me to have my first 10 regular readers. You people rock!!}

I totally missed writing to you all.I really got busy with shopping and moreover driving. I have license but doesn't have much practise. ' Practice makes man perfect', right? So no practice and hence not perfect, till now. I am desperately trying to be perfect now. Today I drived almost half the day, non-stop thro' high traffic areas.

{ok..this is a bit of exaggeration, but there was high traffic lesser than this but definitely qualifies as 'high'}

Another thing was shopping. I have bought a lot of things like leather coats, suitcases etc. Leather coat is looking a bit oversized to me. But my dad and the shop keeper was assuring me again and again that it is correct size.hmm.. I doubt that. 'coz, they both have their money involved in it.{ It was a stitched one. So if we don't buy that, there will be some fine for cancelling the order.}

Leave all that..

Today I will show you around my house or mostly the interior and the curios which my mother maintains. I thought, I will really miss all this and so I will write about it now. So that I can see them and read about them myself as well as share it with you.

{ This is my favourite place. It looks peaceful and gives serenity to our main room. It was a wash room for guests which is adjoint to main room. My mother totally changed it!!}

{ Doesn't it look like aladdin's lamb?? When I was a child, I used to ask mom whether it is really aladdin's lamb!! This is actually not an ancestral antique piece. This one was bought from a military officer long before I was even born...so its older than 22 years for sure.}

{ The wooden chest in the photo is more than 100 years old! It was used by my grand father to keep most valuable gold jewellery he had{He was a whole sale gold merchant}. It is called 'Manipetti'( means 'ring chest' if u translate it just like that). It will ring a bell which can be heard within 100 metres of distance, if someone tries to open it!! Coolll na??}

My mom is too tired and she can't handle me even one more minute sitting in front of this computer. This is her room actually. Internet connection was taken in this room for convenience, she would say.{ I would say, for mother's control on net usage as well as on the sites I would visit!!hmm.. Do I miss porn sites?? NOOO. Just joking guys. I hate them. Have seen one or two out of curiosity and it was a total waste. Ok lets not go into some other topic}. That's enough for 2day.

I am trying to stop writing for atleast 10 minutes now.. ok. I am stopiing.

ohh.. before stopping, keep coming and if u like it, hit follow...!!

stopped.

Love,

The Journey with Moha(my niece) & my lovely sister - 2

2009-08-19T20:36:00.000-07:00

[Dear new readers,

After seeing all these cute and great mommy blogs, I feel I have something similar, from a different point of view to tell about my one and only niece. I just wanted to share the feeling of being an aunt for the first time. Especially when u have just one sister as sibling and the child is the first one in your family, it is almost as special as being a mommy urself!! Can you believe it? U will start believing it as soon as u finish reading this series of my posts...Now read the second one in the series. To read previous posts, go to Being an Aunt and Sister Now, read on..]

After her birth, the only talked about issue seemed to be what colour her shit as well as pee is!!. Any colour changes had to be discussed with the doc as well as all the previously experienced mothers and grandmothers. Any talk seemed to revolve around her. I was her favourite shitting/peeing place I can say. As soon as I take her, she either pee or shit on me!! For the first time in my life, I felt I am enjoying someone shitting on me. I was happy as a dumb when people said that she is comfortable with me. She used to sleep on my chest so peacefully as she sleeps on a bed.

{That's moha & me jubilant, simply without any reason!!}

She was a good baby except when it comes to feeding her. She will play for hours together. Then we will feel,she might be hungry. But giving her food, even after long hours of play used to be an exhausting ordeal. It got more difficult as she grow. As long as she is healthy it is ok.... My sister used to get mad by walking behind her just to give her a single piece of baby biscuit or a small amount of home made food. We tried all sorts of things like dancing, singing etc etc to get one small piece of food/biscuit inside her cute little mouth.

Before going back to scotland we had her christening done. Unnichettan game back again from his work to take them back and for christening her.

{This photo of three of them was taken during her christening day party}

She was five months old then.After christening they went back to scotland. Leaving us here...

I loved each and every moment with her and miss her more than anything else every single day of my life.

She used to have such an attractive spirit with her...!! I don't know whether every babies have it. I just know that my moha have it and I am proud to be her aunt.

See the video.., I had to cut most parts of it{Due to censoring reasons!! We all were looking like Neanderthal Men & women with clothes!! Had to cut it}. This is the least interesting part in the whole video..., so u can imagine how much she was dancing that day...!

One{among several} of my favourite videos of my Moha aka ponnunni when she was here with us{sighh...}::::

{Watch it.... I really loooovvveee this one!}

Liked it na?? I am sure you did.

Love,

I am going to miss everyone here...except my MOM!!!

2009-08-19T08:37:00.000-07:00

[To my new lovely readers,

I have got this wonderful oppurtunity to study abroad in University of St.Andrews.I am penning down each and every day before I leave India to UK. The posts u have missed from this series can be founf out under the label Capturing Last moments in India and don't forget to leave a comment or hit the follow button if u like it! Thanx for the love in advance. Now read on...]

I can see u guys wondering 'how the hell is this possible?'. Most of the people would miss their mother first more than anyone else. But I am not going to miss her 'coz she is coming with me!!!!!!!!!

{That's my mom, photo was taken on the christening day of Moha.I just love this photo!}

Ok..To say the truth, we are not yet decided. But there is a very good chance that she's gonna come. I really want her to come but I don't know how the visa and everything would turn out.

So that's the big news of today...

Today morning I had 'pre-departure classes' by amma(my sweet mom). Today what I learned in the class was cooking. First we had a get acquainted-with-kitchen lessons. In that amma was mostly screaming "that's not the pot for fish, u idiot or don't use that knife to cut onions, stupid"

After the acquaintence classes, I helped amma cook fish curry and chicken fry. Helped in the sense - I was standing beside her nodding to whatever foreign language she was speaking!!!...Jokes apart, She taught me how to make it and gave some tips on how I can keep it fresh for many days...etc etc. Ofcourse I am trying my best to remember everything she said but at last decided to write it down.{I don't trust my brain much for remembering except when it is for exams!}

By evening,

We planned to go out shopping for the crockery items. But didn't go, we both were tooo lazy to go and took a nap instead. The plan was made in the first place because Amma found out a shop where there is a lucky contest: You buy some crockery and u will get any of the following:

1) A studio apartment!!

{If I am gonna get it, then I would like it to be something like this!I can go to any extent in dreaming right??(even if I haven't even been to the shop to participate in the lucky contest)}

I can "adjust" if it look like this also..

2) Santro Car

{That's the car I am talking about..}

3) Microwave, cooker etc etc.

She thinks that I am having a chance because our astrologer said so!!!{My mom consults him always and she did about me going abroad. He said I am having the best time of my life ahead...Sometimes I love him for what he says even though I don't believe it}

Great! I don't believe in it, but anyways I have to buy crockery... so y not from this shop. I will let u know how far I was lucky and what all I bought as soon as I go there.

So I think that was it for the 3rd day...! Stay tuned.23 days to go!

Love,

The Journey with Moha(my niece) & my lovely sister - 1

2009-08-18T20:23:00.000-07:00

{Hey, my readers who is waiting for my 'last 24 days in India' posts need not be disappointed 'coz I will keep updating it at night when each day is over!}

My sister, my 'chechi' came back here from scotland with some bleeding problems. She was scared to have her first delivery there and it was also freezing cold out there. So she came here to kerala( 'the god's own country') as well as to mom, dad and me. We were ready to give her all support and was waiting for her arrival. Just to see her 'pregnant' was an experience for us!

I would like to start with this event:

She had a birthday with moha inside her..!! Unnichettan(my bro-in-law) was not here. SO here is she cutting cake while talking thro' phone..hi hi. I consider this as her first birthday with moha.

{cute bump right??Hope that she won't kill me for putting up this photo in here!!}

Don't think she was as happy as this always. She was having all sorts of problem along with skin allergy as part of hormone difference happening in her body. She had backpain, leg pain, muscle cramps{mostly at odd hours in night, as if cramps want both of us to be awake all night!!} and all sorts of pain that you can imagine in a human body plus allergy!!. As she gains weight easily{not at alllllll like me..I am a stick and she is just the opposite of that}, we tried getting her all sorts of vitamins from vegetables itself. We gave her meat and fish only the necessary quantity. There was no use of all this actually. She gained weight..tremendously.... after delivery....Now she is veryyy fat. As soon I reach there, we are going to start all exercise regimes possible to reduce that weight!

The worst part of pregnancy is the tension of having a life inside you and u being fully responsible for its health and its safe landing on to this wonderful world. She was veryy very worried about that. {I was tooo. but never shows it in front of her, even if everything is burning with fear inside me, i would just say 'Oh that's not a problem, silly..I read it in a magazine/doc told/mom told that this happens usually'(which magazine,which doc??god knows)}

She was supposed to count the number of movements Moha makes inside her tummy in an hour. If it is falling short,we should immediately go to the hospital!.We used to go there almost every week, atleast once/twice saying that the movement has fallen short. This was actually because she had excess amniotic fluid and that makes the baby's movements less obvious to her!

After all this, suddenly one day we discovered that the baby is having the chord around her neck and a surgery is needed. This made us more tensed{I had a little relief because now we will be knowing 'when' this is going to happen, rather than running to the hospital at that moment}.

The D-day arrived and we waited outside the labour room in prayers,our fingers crossed, to see our little angel. This is what we got after 2 hours....

{Ok that was exactly not the moha we saw first...This is after the nurses giving her a bath.}

The moha we saw first was:

{that's my moha straight from her mom's womb}

{That's her cute legs after bath but still has a lot of water inside her body!}

{She had lot of hair,not only on head but on body as well, when she was born..Just look at that!}

{That's her chweettt hands...}

We were all sooooooooo happy about having moha. She was completely healthy, a girl and moreover a cancerian like me, looking like me!! What I could've asked more to god? I looveee God just because he showers so much blessing like this on our family and me.

Needless to say, I was one of the mooooossssssstt delighted people on her arrival and here's how I looked{without bath and sleep for days!!}

{That's me smiling down at my beauty!, The women near me is Sharadha chechi who used to help us to look after the new born...}

{That's me talking to her...(god knows wat??)}

{Am I looking like I have a squint????? OMG!!}

That's it for now guys.Rest of the story later.

(to be continued...)

Love,

Have u ever time travelled..?? I am going to.Yippeeee!!

2009-08-17T22:46:00.000-07:00

{This is said to be a time machine as per GOOGLE!!Is it looking like one??}

U might be wondering whether I suddenly met some scientist who has a time travelling machine and I got ready to take the place of the first experimetal rat/mice. But alas! I am not{though it would've been exciting and scary at the same time..and I like such things!}.

{This one looks better..and looks atleast related to real time machine,if there can be one! }

So how I am really gonna time travel???.....Actually I am going to gain atleast 5 hours when I travel to UK. Hence I can 'say' that I am time travelling{whereas I am not...but I can say anything here 'coz u guys can take any level of my madness, right??}. The news from which all these madness is originating is that I got my tickets ready...Hoorayy!!!!

I will be leaving India for a gap of atleast 1 year on 12 th september.The D-day is 12th!!

So that means I have exactly 24 days here.

I have every intentions to keep u posted on what is happening in these 24 days. So don't worry of losing out on anything{maybe u r not, but I would like to assume that u r as any writer would...!}

{Emirates..said to be very customer friendly as in the pic!! Will let u know whether this is true, as soon as I reach there.}

I am going in Emirates. "who the hell knows y Emirates is chosen?" My sister knows and my bro-in law knows too. They are both into this Emirates a lot. My bro is a Skywads memeber too. So they have selected this airlines for me, their precious little sister{They would want to interchange the 'precious' with something like 'mygod-she-is-coming' or 'forgetting-idiot' or 'memoryless-stupid'}.

I really feel 'memory-less stupid' suits me very much now. This is mainly because I just 4got that I was supposed to sent a gift for my bro's niece &nephew. I really felt like a shit when my mom reminded me about it{Ofcourse, long after 'there-is-no-use-in-reminding' time..that means 2day}. I was supposed to sent it almost 1 week back. Can u believe it? They do almost everything for me and I don't even do such small things for them! I am such a bitch sometimes. I should go to a doctor with this stupid forgetful brain I am having. Don't u think?

Anyways,I hope this gift matter won't make big issues....

Another news is that, I am arranging a get-together with my gang!. I know that I still haven't made u all acquainted with my family and my gang other than just their names. I will write about each and everyone of them soon. For now, Just see them and their names once more.

{Shamjith aka shamu, Hari aka kari, Aarathy aka .....me!, Ambily aka Amby, Neeraj aka Neeru & Vineeth aka Vini(in order from the left)}

Coolll pic na?.I just love this one. I have some others too of the same genre, meaning- taken in the same studio. But I thought I will post all that when I write about everyone of them. My gang..I love them and they have been with me thro' thick and thin{thin also includes me being a bitch!}.

True Friends means these people to me...Our gang is 6 year old and we hope to go on like this forever...!

So that's with 2nd day...Stay tuned to read the rest 24 days of the last 26.

Love,

When the wish turns into reality..everything is blissful

2009-08-17T03:47:00.000-07:00

Hey everyone, I am soooooo relieved and happyyyyyy

Now I am feeling like this:

orrr this:

I am wondering at my self on how fast my moods change!! Ofcourse it is directly linked to the happenings after my last post. The happenings include- my telephone calls to the courier people and my mom and dad who ensured that.....

I got VISA...The long waiting sessions and sleepless nights have come to an end.

This is to just let all my friends know that I have got it. I got entry clearence from 7th of sept onwards. So I will be leaving from india to UK on a day just after 7 th, which is not fixed. Moving on to next programme....which includes shopping,booking ticket, crying to friends over phone, having get togethers, missing everyone and everything out here in India. Most importantly capturing each and every moment of my last 20 something days in India before leaving to UK. My desires and my life of these days will be posted here. Ofcourse how can I leave out u guys from sharing these wonderful, emotional and lovely moments which is mixed with a lot of happiness and a little bit of sadness.

This is 'OUR' emblem{I am soo happy to say 'our' at last!!}

University of St Andrews....Can u hear me???{calling out to the university, not u ppl.} I am coming to u and ur wonderful place to study and to know life in a better way....{Don't think I am mad and stop reading..I just get hyper at some very happy or veryy sad moments}

University Main Buildings{or...rather part of it!}

I am very happy that I got this oppurtunity to study in such a nice university with a tradition of more than 600 years. Its the university from which great people have graduated. But I think Prince william will be a name that anyone would get. His name is at the end of the long list!! Can u believe it??{Actually his girl friend's name is the last,I excluded it. She was his flatmate at the University...Lucky girl!! They are said to get married in 2011 according to reports..hmmm..}

Ok..so enough of that.

That's the university building from..a helicopter I suppose!!

My university is in a beautiful place called St. Andrews in Scotland. It is the first university of scotland and third oldest in the whole english speaking world!! It again topped for a fourth time as the best university in UK in the National Student Survey 2009.

That's the university buildings looking from the beach of St. Andrews{It actually goes into the sea!!}

That's another picture of main university buildings.

{wow!! that looks really looks like the extreme of enjoyment..maybe a bit of humiliation too}

This is the foam fight in November.Its a tradition in the university. To know more ab't this just read the following paragraph...

The University website says:

"As befits a 600-year-old university St Andrews has many student traditions. Most famous is the red academic gown which students wear at formal occasions. St Andrews is also the home of the Academic Family, a spontaneous tradition where older students adopt first year students as 'children'. Parents can help guide the first years through life at St Andrews in a system of mentoring, which reaches its most outrageous at Raisin Weekend in November when children are dressed in embarrassing, flamboyant costumes by their mothers and are let loose in the central quadrangle of the University for an enormous shaving foam fight. Despite the silliness of Raisin Weekend academic families are often close-knit and very supportive. Children and parents become fast friends and siblings go on to become aunts and uncles to each other's children in a few years time, continuing the tradition."

Nice na?

Now I will show u my hostel: David Russell Apartments.. It looks very cozy and neat..I liked it in the photos, hope I will like it in the real life too.

Apartment Lounge...

I hate washing clothes..so this would be my favourite place. Apartment Laundry..

I have to get friendly with this area as soon as possible. The kitchen!{Its self-catered!!God..no idea, how I am gonna manage..??}

The desk area..My blogging & reading place!! My Favourite!!

I think that's enough for today..So this is DAY 1 of the last days here in India. Stay tuned...

Love,

I now know what is STRESS!

2009-08-17T00:28:00.000-07:00

Right now, I am feeling like this:

orrrrrrrr thissssssss:

I am sooooooooo veryyyyyy stressed out..Tension has mount up like anything in the past few hours. Don't think its a cricket tournament where India need 1 run to win or lose is making my tension mount up...Its my visa.Today I will be getting back the documents I have submitted for the visa application. Along with it, either a visa or a visa rejection letter will also come. I don't know whether it is proper to write about visa and its related stories so much as if I am going to have a child.I think I am really making more chaos than that inside me - in my mind & heart for this visa. But what to do ppl, this blog is my heart and soul and I am happy that I have u ppl to share every moments of my life with me.Please pray for me..I really need some prayers!!

Love,

Sare Jahan se acha Hindustan Hamara

2009-08-16T22:42:00.000-07:00

A small bautiful Girl have her face painted in Indian flag colours

15 th August 2009.

63 years ago on the same day at midnight a country of 2nd largest population in the world got their long awaited freedom. The great Jawaharlal Nehru,The first prime minister of India said that "While the whole world sleeps India awakes to freedom".

Mr.Jawaharlal Nehru, The First Prime Minister of India

My post title, 'Sare Jahan se acha Hindustan Hamara' means that 'In all the places, the best one is our Hindustan'. Ofcourse, for any person, the country of his/ her birth will be the best place I suppose. I just thought I will share some photos I got of this Independence day with my friends around the world...Love u guys.Keep reading.

The Indian flag hoisted at Red Fort or 'LAL KILA'

Parade

The Air Force Flag

Prime Minister Mr.Man Mohan Singh checking out the Guard of Honour

The prime minister giving speech behind a bullet proof shield

The Gathering at the Independence Day Function

Congress President Sonia Gandhi salutes after hoisting the flag at AICC headquarters on the occasion of Independence Day in New Delhi.
{I just love this women... What she has done for this country is more than just commentable. Born in a different country but still she makes each Indian proud.}

Love,

Between the wish & the thing, life lies waiting....

2009-08-13T23:54:00.000-07:00

We all wait a lot in our lives..from waiting for a bus/train,waiting for things to happen to waiting for the love of ur life. All waiting periods,irrespective of what it is have one thing in common-IMPATIENCE. Only when we are not patient enough for something to happen or someone to come, we start feeling that V r actually waiting. Uptil that time,we don't really care or give much importance to the fact that V r waiting or sometimes we completely 4get that v are waiting..

Most of the time waiting for something important is exciting and at the same time make u stressed out.I am trying to find some ways out of this impatient waiting.

The tension gets the better of u especially when u r waiting for something that will decide the rest of the future ahead of you.{or if u feel like it is going to decide}

So the first way out of waiting-stress is

1)Think about what will you do, if this particular event u r waiting for doesnot happen. Think about all possibilities and oppurtunities that u can make or can get. This will make u confident to face the situation of ur worst fear happening!!

I have tried this one...{I have to confess}It doesn't work much for me,mainly because I am so much in love with the situation I am going to have if everything goes according to the plan.

Next way, kind of work out for ALMOST everyone.

2)Think of negative sides of the thing u r waiting for. You probably{mosssttttt probably} will be thinking of only good sides of what u r waiting for...!!

Next one works for EVERYONE irrespective of what they are waiting for, its importance or what their character might be......

3) Distract yourself.{This can be thro' any activity which u can only do with ur brain involved in it along with u!!...For example,if u r going for a walk...u can walk without thinking about how u r walking..So this won't help.On other side consider blogging, u have to think about what u r going to write, how and when.}
Now u understood y I am writing all these right? u might be thinking how is it possible 4 me to distract when I am writing 'about it'. Let me tell u,I really feel relieved... I feel like I am sharing the tension and at the same time also feeling that this might comein handy for someone in my situation.This way I am feeling like I am helping someone in my situation but actually I am helping myself as well.

This post is actually an outcome of all the waiting I am doing for my 'visa'!!{U might have thought atleast once that the poor girl is waiting for her true love who happens to not love her back...but really ppl I am almost as impatient as that}.My visa is going to decide, everything about my life 'as for now'. Maybe sometime later I won't feel about this as important as I feel about it now.I am sitting biting my nails...prayiiingg for it to come ASAP.Meanwhile u all keep reading and showing ur love(by commenting ofcourse and if u feel I am worth it by clicking the follow button!!).

Love,

I feel sooo happy..

2009-08-08T21:09:00.000-07:00

Today, I got my DEGREE certficate. The long awaited day...This whole post might look weird to some people but to me, its close to heart and I love this day just because of this. Now, I reallly feel like an engineer. When I look into it I get a feeling of pride and some relief too(thinking...wheehww..I somehow made it.)

The college life..the exams..assignments..sleepy eyes of exam days. I used to feel that exam days are the best days for sleep. The bed looks more tempting than anytime around the year!!. But we all used to have a lot of sleepless nights. But when there is no exam then its just 'masti' all the time. I like the word 'masti' very much. Its the Hindi word for fun. But I will not say its my favourite word. My favourite word would be..I don't know. I have never thought ab't it till now. May be sometime later I can find it out and tell you guys.

Anyways 4 years of toiling hard(sleeping,talking,watching movies etc all the time and studying only during exams does qualify as 'toiling' right?) has come to an end and here I am emerging as a Computer engineer to world full of competition. But Its nice just to take part, I am qualified to take part in it. This makes me happy...even if i maynot become a winner.

Love,

The great escape...!!

2009-08-08T09:19:00.000-07:00

Today something terrifying happened which made me feel 'what the heck just happened?' ....When I am at office, I take lunch from a small restaurant which is a couple of metres away from the office. On the opposite side of the road there is a well known church. It is known to be a place of miracles and is never empty. I was walking back to my office after taking lunch from the usual place, happily, after saying a goodbye to the hotel uncle(No idea what his name is..) with a small smile. I just casually looked to the side of the church.. I felt I am not giving much time to god and this is not good. So I stood there and decided to go and pray for some time. I was crossing the road. I looked to the right side. There were no vehicles. I crossed and stood in the middle of the road to cross the other side. As I turned to the left to look whether there is any vehicle, I saw a Bus and two motorcycles coming together. I stepped a little to the back so that all the three can go without..Hitting me!! Suddenly I don't know from where another bus(Let us say bus no:2) is coming.........................I went blank..If i step forward then one of the motorbikes or bus will hit me. If I step back or stand there itself this bus no.2 will hit me. First I thought bus no:2 will adjust away from me and go but with dismay I realised that the driver of bus no:2 is blind(or I am nano small!!) .He was driving as if I don't exist, straight into me!!

I closed my eyes and stepped forward, hoping that 2 motorbikes will be definitely better than a Bus speeding above 100kms/hr. Luckily, with god's grace..motorbikes managed to avoid me and here i am.... writing this. Otherwise...I would have been in a mortuary or ICU of some hospital.

All this happened within a span of 30 seconds or something less than 1 minute. In that minute I saw my body smashed by the bus, nothing leftover, even to do the final sacrament. I felt as if god really wanted me dead and then at the last moment he decided otherwise...!! Really how stupid is this life? We plan for atleast 5 years in future. But who the hell knows whether we are in this world for the next moment? So this weekend,I have come to a decision to live my life- my way and to the fullest(Ofcourse, without hurting others). 'Coz we never know when is the time fixed for the death chariot to take us away from this beautiful world....Till that day, that moment, keep loving and be lovable...!!

"And in the end,Its not the years in ur life that counts but the life in those years!" - Unknown

Love,

Most Memorable Day of my Life

2009-08-05T08:51:00.000-07:00

When the 21st candle standing for 21 years of my life burned away, I was the most happiest person in this whole world. The reason was my chechi and my gang(we are 6 ppl me including, who call ourselves a gang..my greatest friends). They planned a surprise birthday party. This was the most happiest and the most memorable day of my life.

That day morning, chechi and amma(my mother,alphy manjooran) asked to me to dress up. Just for the sake of cutting cake. Usually,we celebrate it ourselves.Sometimes we don't even cut cake. Achan(My father,James Kulathunkal) is against celebrating birthdays. He says, birthdays are sad reminders of death coming closer!! That's another way of looking at it..Though a bit weird way..hi hi.He was always different from us.. So lets leave it. Coming back to the day, the first surprise was when an anonymous guy turned up at the door with a bunch of flowers. I thought that was it. The big surprise!! I was happy and I took it and I read the card, which said:" ente daivam thanna poovinu"(Meaning:" To the flower that god gave me"). I was so touched. It was ofcourse arranged by my chechi. I looked at her and smiled,We hugged. She said 'Happy Birthday'. Then came the biggest surprise of all when I found out my friends in the kitchen!! I remember myself screaming and laughing together with everyone of them.Then I blew the candles and went on to cut the cake. At that moment I was wondering whether anyone in this whole world can love me like my sister do, whether anyone in this whole world can have such great friends??? I still wonder and I love them more. Each time I think about this day, it brings a smile to my face. Don't you think I am lucky to have such a great amma,chechi,achan and friends? I really think so.

Hopefully, I made you remember about your happiest day...Why don't you post it and give me the link as a comment to this post?...Takecare.

Love,

What is at the centre of my heart?

2009-08-04T02:35:00.000-07:00

My ponnunni(Moha) taking her beauty bath

What is at the centre of my heart??? This post is dedicated to my one and only niece, ponnunni(Moha Manesh). I am writing this in the event of her 6th tooth coming out yesterday!! That qualifies as a reason to celebrate as far as my family is concerned. She is not only at the centre of my heart but everyone's. This is the immediate 'consequence' of being born as the first baby in a family. I thought I loved my chechi(my sister,Paurnnami Manesh) so much. But when Moha was born, I felt I don't love chechi as much as I love her(Hope chechi doesn't see this..otherwise she is gonna kill me..hi hi). I miss her a lot... Unnichetten(My brother in law, Manesh Varghese who is a brother more & in-law less),chechi and Moha are settled in Scotland. It is said that photos talk more than words. Here I am uploading some of her snaps which tells how sweet she is without actualy telling it!!

Chechi,Unnichettan & ponnunni...

ponnunni delighted in her appa's hands

Ponnunni trying to eat her hands as chechi poses for the photo

Ponnunni happily swinging..ohhhla la la

Seriously checking the plug's connections...

This time chechi had to scold her to stop playing with plug. But she doesn't seem to care much about it. Ha ha ha.Will write more about her soon. Right now I have to go... a little busy!!

Love,

Terror in Mumbai...

2009-08-02T22:15:00.000-07:00

Hey guys, This is about a video I saw.It was directed and produced by Dan Reed.

UN--BELEIVABLE!

http://europenews.dk/en/node/24746
the lone surviving link!

I am not able to download and upload it, so please go to this link before it is removed...!! Just like everyone else,I also wonder why these people do this thing? Why they kill hundreds of people just like that? I don't understand why is that, along with these people who do it, the people who help them to do it are not found out and punished. The original interview with 'Kasab', the lone surviving terrorist is also there in the video. However they justify what they did, nothing is an excuse for such insane activities. Kasab says that they killed the boatman who helped them to reach the coasts of India. How can we be sure that he is telling the truth?? Why the investigation has not gone in that direction?? Kasab also says that they promised heaven for him and money for their family. I don't know how anyone can convince a human being to do such things. But I am not pretending to know everything about these people. what situation have caused them to take such a decision in their life, only they themselves know. But I definitely don't agree with the court if it gives any kind of sympathy based on his recent confession.In this video, they have also added the experience of people who escaped from it. The people who saw it, felt it and lived through it...

It is worth seeing. I am doing this also for my good muslim friends who are not all like this people but still get treated with doubt and insult because of these people. I don't understand why these terrorists are not thinking atleast once about their fellow muslim brothers who are living abroad in USA, UK etc., who suffered a lot because of their actions.

It is said in the video by a policeman that there were almost 15 to 20 police officers in the railway station when Kasab and his fellow perpetrator of the attack started shooting. We should really think about why 20:2 was not good enough to save the people there. The reason is not that they were caught in surprise or that they were not good enough. The main reason is that the 2 doesn't have any hope to live where as the 20 policemen wants to save and be safe at the same time. They have families waiting for them but the 2 on other side considers death as their ultimate aim. I think when we blame the police we should have a second thought about it. I am not forgetting certain policemen who proves to be irresponsible cowards in situations like these. But there are people who risk their lives too and we should never 4get it.

Have anyone seen the movie 'NEWYORK'?? It is also a great movie giving an insight on this whole issue of terrorism and particularly 9/11. It shows how cruelly FBI held more than 1000 innocent people as convicts and tortured them to tell truth which they didn't have a clue about. But what gave FBI authority to do so? The terrorists or the perpetrators of 9/11.Theses people say that they do it for muslims and Islam. But because of them muslims and islam suffers more than the hundreds of people they have killed.

Another movie, which touched my heart was 'IN THE NAME OF GOD'. Its the story of 2 brothers, One becoming a terrorist and because of the activities of these terrorists, the other one who's completely innocent is tortured and made insane. At the end of the movie, the terrorist one comes back to lead normal life. It shows both sides perfectly without any bias. Leaves the message of how stupid is the 'facts' terrorists give as excuse for what they do.

So what is the solution? UNITE against it. Irrespective of caste,creed,region or religion. I feel we are in dire need of someone like Mahatma Gandhi for this. If another Mahatma cannot be reborn then each one of us can try to be one. Atleast half of what he was. We consider that extreme patriotism or extreme religious beleifs lead to terrorism. But I wonder if that's the case,then why Mahatma Gandhi who was extremely patriotic was not a terrorist? why Jesus or Mohammed Nabi never showed a terrorist act? So this means that terrorists are neither religious nor patriotic. They just want to attain things like Kasab puts it 'heaven for him & money for family'.

It is a shameful fact that India boasting to be a land of unity in diversity still have religious riots and accomplices of terrorists. Being an Indian, more than that, being a human being gives us a duty to unite against this and spread the message as much as possible. Please put this video link and the link to this post or write a post in this topic your own. Spread it. Make it reach as many people as possible.

I want to thank my brother Santhosh Chettan(Santhosh.T.Varghese) who gave me the link to this video, thereby prompting me to think about it and write about it.

Love,

To be continued....

2009-08-02T10:20:00.000-07:00

Life keeps changing and hence the title To be continued..

I will start with the name - Mom and Dad called me 'Aarathy' because it means glory and wealth. (ahheemm, aahhem.. :) ) very near ones call me Chippy(which mean shell in my language) and i have several other names which my friends call which I wont dare to list! lol. I am a computer engineer..waiting for my turn to prove myself...as of now working as control systems engineer in UK, the land where sun never sets..(actually the truth is that sun never even rises in the winter :P)

I loveee my family.

Still I quarrel with them the most.

I love them because...I don't know.

I just love them.

I have lived most of my life in southern part of India,

in a state called Kerala known as God's Own Country.

Its a beautiful place if u avoid the crowded streets of

the city and stick to the outskirts.

The best thing about the place is the climate..

Warm.. sometimes cool but never COLD!

Best of all is the RAIN.. monsoon showers..ohh.. I miss them so much.

I just cant sit without dancing or atleast tapping a foot if a rhythmic music

is in the background

I would love to sing but only to myself! why bother other people? :)

Long country side drives soothes me out. Thats one thing I love the most about being in scotland.

I am a feminist(not an extreme one).

I like men who are

intelligent and I hate the ones who show it off too much!! I think everyone does, right girls??

I like to write just about anything. Though I am not a very gud one, I try to improve

every day and I admire all great ones who write in witty, simple language with less jargon

and lots to think about.

Comments and suggestions are always welcome.I take it seriously and will reply for it also. Good/ bad, do comment.

It encourages and inspires me to write. Bad comments add zeal to my efforts to be a

better writer and good comments encourage me. So leave a comment either way.

Happy reading...Stay tuned.

P.S:- That's me on the right hand side!!

Love,

DESIRE

2009-07-31T22:00:00.000-07:00

Desire.... This is my first blog ever... The name 'desire' was selected thinking that it is the best suitable word to describe the life of a person. I feel the life of each person circles around his/her desires... Its just that the desires are different for different people with different priorities.

Don't you feel that the desires make one person good or bad in different situations.Hey...as I am writing all these dont think that I am a person having this wonderful ability to control desires. In my 22 years life,I can say that I have found very few people who has this ability. They are all found to be happy and hence comes my theory.

"The ability to supress as well as pursue one's desire in the appropriate timings is the key to success,peace and happiness in life". What do you think about my theory on desire? Do you agree/ donot agree? Please let me know through your valuable comments...

This blog is created because of My desire to say things which I otherwise won't...things which would've remained unsaid without this blog. I hope you all will enjoy reading 'ME' as I enjoy saying what is about, around and within 'ME' to you all.

Love,