long time....

it's actually been a long time since i blogged.... but millions of stuff have happened since my last blog. lets begin...well my birthday got over in august. not a very fun birthday. one best friend wasn't in town. another best friend's bro was leaving town that evening. so he couldn't spend time with me. nothing was nice on T.V. the only nice thing, was that one best friend, Praneetha, found time to come and spend time with me all day. but then, that girl is such a devil! she never wished me all day! not until, i dropped her back home at 8:30. but then, i owe her a lot! she never misses my birthday. wish i cud do the same for her. but since we left school, I've never been able to make it to her birthday. it's wither univ practicals time, or heavy rain time. either ways, i cant step out of my house. I'm sure, she's upset about it, but i don't know how I'm going to repay her. well, that was my birthday this year.
soon after that, in September came my zeroth review. we final years have to do a project to obtain the BE degree. and we have a series of reviews, during which we have to show the progress we've made in the project to the college staff, allotted for this purpose. I'm not 'very' strong in my technical side. i should more appropriately say, 'not interested'. I'm doing a project with the Chennai Petroleum Corporation Limited. my project in-charge at CPCL was out of town the week my review was fixed. i am doing this project with 2 other friends. one is in the college hostel, and couldn't have access to information and telephone as and wen she wanted it. the other had computer problems, and couldn't have access to the net. i had to call this guy every now and then. note down the project details, write an abstract, format it, and prepare for the review.well, guess all that paid off, because our project got selected in the first attempt.
the next month was 'everyone-in-the-house-got-sick' month. my dad was sick with the dengue fever and was in the hospital for over a week, increasing his platelet count. he went bac to work only after a months leave. my mom and i had fever too. but dint know if it was the dengue! . we never got it checked. anyway, it wasn't all that serious, so we dint bother much. all this time, that my dad was in the hospital, i had to do all the cooking, cleaning, and still study for the tests in college. mom is already been a little sick for well over 7 months now. so i hav been charged with most of the chores in the house. i dont regret it at all. i'm proud that i've been given a chance to repay a little of what my parents hav done for me. i'm not a very excellent cook, but no one complains. my dad in particular never complains, and even tells his colleagues abt my cooking skills. and my mom is no way behind my dad. she makes it a point to mention how helpful i am to her a million times. well I'm happy trying to make them happy. particularly, the getting up in the morning to make breakfast and lunch for everyone, before i go to college myself, was a little challenging , but fun too...
this month we're all feeling a lot better. i got my offer letter from Wipro. actually, i got it last month, but dint check mail for a long time. what with all the confusions at home, one doesn't have much time. I'll make sure i check it more often from now onwards. my dad started work this month after a month's leave due to the fever. but then, he had to take another week's leave because this month, on Children's day, my grandfather passed away. I'll write about that in my next blog. Chao!!!

life as of now....

ya ya....i dint get thru the radio mirchi rj hunt...messed up one of the rounds..i dont want to get into the details here....but it was an awesome xperience. and i am not giving up. i know its been a pretty long time since i blogged. been 'busy' i guess. i got recruited into WIPRO. well, thats most of the 'busy' part. dont know y, i suddenly want to write a book... preferably abt me... not an auto biography...then everyone will know wat a messed up life i had. i'll write it with false names. pretty lame i know. but i'm that bugged. the final year of coll is so damn boring. no one takes classes seriously, and i yawn more than i breathe or bat an eyelash. life is pretty dull now. i started watching sitcoms like crazy... mostly on star world. thrs My Wife and Kids, Friends on star world. My Family is a british sitcom abt a dentist and his family. its a welcome change to hear some quality english for a while. if u were to ask me, if i ever got a chance to settle abroad, i'd choose London. i know that the cost of living is pretty high, but i really like the way they talk and live. once a week, i watch Full House on Zee Cafe. and ya, ofc thrs Zack and Cody, That's so Raven and Hanna Montana on Disney. apart frm that, mostly i watch travel and living. love Spain. wanna learn Spanish. so yummy. the language slides like the wind. the Salsa, i know its too much to ask, but mayb i'd like to take classes. just to watch a pair dancing, makes u want to join them.i saw this movie this morning on Disney. Cheetah Girls. its a story abt 4 NewYork girls and their band they call cheetah girls. they got to Barcelona for a music competition. it was awesome. i've always liked Spain, but i fell in love with it today.

Radio Mirchi!

my dream just came true this afternoon...thr was an add in the newspaper yesterday frm RADIO MIRCHI asking interested ppl to call and register in for RJ selections.i thot i mite giv it a shot,and called.after a long time got the line and got myself registered.i was asked to go to their office between 4 and 5 today evening.my dad dropped me and told me he'd stay with me incase it got too late.went in and the guy at the desk noted my name down.we were going to be called in the order we arrived in.i was asked to wait in a room that looked like it is usually used for board meeting and all..i know i've always wanted to be an RJ..more like my dream job.it's the only job where u get to be famous and anonymous at the same time.like,everyone in the city knows u,and yet u can go out and bargain at the vegetable stall like anyone else...that's my idea of fun....thr were a few people already seated,and at first i just dint know if they were the interviewers or interviewees like me...so just went in and sat down.i know that i'm kinda comfortable with strangers,but i've never been so on my own like this.so got a little edgy on that.then i guess i figured out they were just like me,and struck a conv.a guy had already finished and was talkin abt,so tried to find out how they were interviewed.we started talkin and one by one names were called and they left.i was left alone,and finally my name was called in too..and damn,just as usual,the watchman guy messed up my name and called me selementina.
i hate it wen anyone messes my name.well,i went into a room adjacent the one i was sitting in.thr was a middle aged smart guy sitting behind a neat glass table.i went in and said HI!...the rest was awesome.it wasn't anything i expected.and i also know that it isn't always going to be this easy.
well...this is all i remember of it
Mr X:hi!
me: hi!
i went and sat down.dint even bother to ask if i can..mannerless dog i am...
gave him my resume
he looked into it for a sec and read out my name CORRECTLY.i already felt at home..
then he read my address and stopped at my mail id..
Mr X:what is this leyameera?
me: oh..those r my two most fav names:leya and meera
he now gave me this quizzical look
me: i am this biiiiig star wars fan and that is my fav character there
Mr X: but isnt it princess leia thr
boy!he knows abt the movie!yipee!
me: ya but it was too western,so i just modified the name to be more indi..so it's leya
Mr X: and wat abt meera?
me: that wud be my most favourite indian name.kinda like it a lot.my grandmom dint name me meera,so i jus thot i cud atleast name my ID that..so thats abt my ID
he looked further into my resume and stopped at the languages known part..and read it back out to me
Mr X: my mother tongue is tamil and i'm fluent in english as well
i laughed a bit
me: i'm so sorry thr..wen they asked me to bring my resume along, i just dint know what details to put in,and a single paged resume wud hav been a pityful sight to c,so did all i cud to stretch it to 2 pages..sorry(with a sorry and funny face)
then he came to the blogging part
Mr X: wats this lunalilith?
me: luna means moon and lilith means of the night..so put together it means moon of the night.i kinda liked the idea and so gave my blog that name.
Mr X:so what do u blog about..
me: about anything interesting that i come across with..an interesting beggar or a little butterfly,anything that catches my attention,i'd like to post it.
Mr x:can u tell me something u've posted thr?
me:ya,i went for this IV,industrial visit,to ooty..
he asked me more abt it..
so thats kinda how the interview went on.. altho i had to make it really formal in putting into writing what exactly happened thr,it was totally like chatting with an old fried.it was completely informal and that made me really comfy..at the end of it he told me he'd call me sometime nxt week for an audition.
really cool!

well..i really dont care even if i dont get called for auditions,but this itself has been an experience. i will never forget this interview.this marks the day i got out of my little cocoon.i actually took my first step towards getting what i wanted done.and i'm not stopping now.i've always wanted to be an RJ and i'm going to become one.no matter how much it takes or how long it takes,i am determined.
i had fun today!

Tina with the Tribals!!!!!!!

cool title hai na??well,i went to ooty last month for an industrial visit.and apart from seeing the industries we also happened to take a small tour of ooty and kunoor.we went to the botanical gardens in ooty.now the real cute thing abt ooty is that nothing is at 180 degrees thr.everything is at an angle.so to go around the garden we had to climb a lot of steps carved out of the mountain rocks.it was real nice.i've been to ooty before but that was wen i was real young..so officially,this is the first hill station i've been to!ya,we climbed the mountain to see the glass house,beautiful and rare plant species..lots of beautiful stuff out thr... altho we were 60 of us in class,in the garden we were allowed to go arnd with friends and we agreed to meet up at a specific place at an allotted time.so vauhini,hema and i left to 'explore' the garden.way up the hill,we came across a sign that said,'way to the mund'..now none of us knew wat a mund was,so we asked a gardener thr wat it was.he told us nonchalantly that it was where the tribals or aadhivasis lived...now the first thing that came to our mind wen we heard this was this:completely uncivilised ppl who dont wear clothes,hunt for food,and hate civilised people like us .vauhini was not quite ready to take this risk,so i had to persuade her for a long time and tell her that the gov wud never let us near anything harmful.i personally like exploring the unseen.i like getting lost,getting caught in a tight corners, adventures...i want my life to b colorful,and end with a big bang!that's Tina for u!!!.so i was ready for an adventure.now i told u already that the garden was a hill.and to get to the mund we had to climb the hill right to the top of it.now the best part of this 'expedition' was the uncertainity it posed to us.we had no idea of wat we were to behold.we three girls were alone and even if we were to shout,thr was no one who cud hear us and come to our rescue.coz as we went higher up the hill,the crowd grew thinner,and finally,it was jus us three up the hill.we were out of breath wen we reached the top,and on top this is what we saw.the slopes of an adajcent hill cast a shadow on ours and while we were standing in cool darkness,the hill before us was flooded in a sunset's brightness.it was beautiful!and ya,the slopes of the hill near ours was ploughed ready for cultivation.can u imagine the sight?a flush of green and brown greeted us...it was really awesome!!now lets get bac to the main story..thr was no one in sight but for a little boy playing with a tyre and a stick..i went right upto him and asked,"can you tell me where the tribals are?".i sounded very polite and all..but he gave me a blank look and said,"we r the tribals" and ran off.i felt like a complete idiot!these weren't the aborgine kinda tribals,they were normal like us,with ancient roots,thats all.then i looked around and saw an old man milking a cow.now this is something that i havent seen in a long time.and a little far off thr was this one weird shaped building or a hut as i wud call it.thr was a foreigner and two tribal men standing there.so we went to them.the tribals had adapted to our language and can talk fluent tamil apart from their THODA language.so i asked them about the place and people and how long they've been there and stuff.i personally take a liking to interviewing peple.mayb i'd become Jr.Simi Garewal someday!!!!!!the foreigner was pretty interested in this interview and i translated it for him.the 'hut' was a temple of the tribals-they called it the temple of the 5 pandavas.they worshiped them and a feast was held thrice a year during which a priest wud come and perform the rites and stay inside the temple.now this temple was pretty small,and the door way to it was just big enough to let a 9 year old in on all fours(u can c it in the pic).but the old man assured me that the entire clan wud fit in there pretty well.strangers r not let in and the temple is open only during the feast times.trust me ok,it was too small for the entire clan to get in,and i still havent gotten over the surprise.i even walked arnd the temple to chk it size..hmmm...we took pics with the foreigner(doesnt he look smart?he is Mr.Creece from Switzerland and he's on an all India tour!) and the tribals.now all that happened after this was completely unexpected.vauhini sat on the grass and her dress got all muddy.we had to get it washed lest the stain doesnt come off.we went into one of the tribal houses and asked them for water.we dint want to offend them so were very cautious in choosing our words.they cast suspicious looks and directed us to the most interior of their colony.from what i know of the world,i know that people like these involve in trafficking for money.so we were pretty scared wen we were sent so inside,and finally we were asked to go and ask for water from a particular house.we jus peeped in and wow!the house that looked so poor on the outside was so well furnished inside.their traditional colours are white,black and red.so all of the inside was made up of curtains and drapes in these three colours.we finally managed to wash off the stain,and we thanked them profusely for their help while feeling pretty guilty inside for doubting them.we almost left them wen we realised we cud ask for a picture with them.we were still pretty cautious not to offend them treating them like artifacts in a zoo.so we went up to one of them who helped us for a pic.she called about 10 women for the picture including the oldest lady in the clan.now it so happened that they were leaving for a wedding and were dressed in their traditional costumes.call it luck!we took pictures and climbed bac down the hill with them,while talking with them.they must hav found us pretty funny running behind them taking pics and asking wild questions..but trust me,we found it pretty hard to keep up with their speed and expertise in climbing down,and soon we had to halt for rest and let them go on.they even invited us for the wedding and told us that we were always welcome to their homes!!!wow!wasn't that nice??and by the way,in all of my class we three were the only ones who got upclose with the tribals,for the others were too lazy to climb up the hill.and it seems that the wedding was telecasted on TV the following day...well totally it was real fun,and a lot of learning too!!

My Life...

life is harsh.......
many things happen and many things change
some make no difference
some leave behind pain
the salt from my tears has left a trail on my face....
why shud this ever be?
why did things have to change,i wonder...
but what has come to happen,i'll have to comprehend
the things of the past have long gone by..
i yearn for those times
times when i've been happy
times when i were mine.......
today has grown different,different from the past
i am no longer mine
then,who am i?
nights are spent,in finding the answers to lost questions
and days,in finding the questions they be....
i am now lost
and i have no hope
this shud have never come to pass,
but what has happened has happened,and i will understand it.....
for,the things of the past have long gone by....
and i am now lost forever...