Killing Combination!

Recently some new things are happening in my life :

1)      I have started going to gym.

2)      We are going to have neighbours in our semi detached home.

3)      I am dumped with work in my office

4)      My migraine triggers became very frequent, preventing me from eating every nice thing in this world!

 

Life changed so much after I started visiting gym. Now pls don’t think that I am going to gym, to keep my body in perfect shape. I have never done that in my younger (healthier and glamorous) days, why should I do it now?? But, I was advised by my GP to go to gym, so that it may reduce my migraine triggers (???). And now every evening at 7:30pm, after work, I spent 1 hr in gym, which makes me look like a thoroughly over-worked donkey, for the entire day !!!

 

One happy news is that we are going to have an extremely friendly couple as our next-door neighbours!!!  We met them yesterday, and I am more relieved (than happy) after that. Being in a semidetached house, good neighbours means peaceful life guaranteed!

 

I don’t know why, after sitting idle for 1 week at office, now I am dumped with a hell load of work. I come home at 8:30pm (which is very rare, as here, Europeans never work, after regular office hrs). The one and only silver lining in that cloud is that I will get overtime allowance for it!! Yippee!! After all money makes everyone happy!

 

Finally, my migraine attacks reached its worst form. Now I get an average 3 attacks per week which is ended by 6 injections per week. I am prevented from eating every nice thing including chocolates, ice cream, wine, meat and any food other than home made ones!!!! Yeeek!! How I hate that!!!! . I hate eating food, prepared by me. I can’t even eat burgers!!! The only advantage I see in that, is gym combined with home made food, may make me thinner!!!!

 

That’s what’s happening to me now a days!...

Work…work…work… migraine and gym! What a combination, to kill a woman!!!

Entry for August 15, 2006

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Simplicity !

I have heard different people describing others in different adjectives. Some are called “intelligent”, some “beautiful”, some “hard working”, some “sensitive”, some “egoistic” and what not. I have never heard people describing others like “simple”. And even I have never described anyone as “simple” too. But ironically, the word most people have used to describe me is “simple”. I have really lost count of how many times different people had told me the phrase: “you are so simple”. Now, can I take it as a compliment?? May be I can.

 
The first time I heard it was when I was in college. I was barely eighteen, and one of my classmates told me “swathi, u r so simple…and even u make things look so simple”. It went on. Years later my colleagues told me the same thing. Sometimes I feel a little bit unhappy that why are not they seeing that I am also “honest” and “hard working” or to some extent “beautiful” and “intelligent”. And to my utter despair, those are the two adjectives people have never used for me. As I am so desperate for that, I even ask my hubby approx 20 times a day “Aren’t I beautiful? Aren’t I intelligent?”. He got so used to that question that within a millisecond he says “Of course you are the most beautiful and the most intelligent!!” I know it’s a white lie, but I am happy to hear that lie.

 
Nowadays even if I open my mouth to ask him anything else he ends up answering the same readymade answer!!

 
I have always thought why I look so simple to others? I don’t know. Is it cos others are sooo complicated? Hmm.. not sure. I have never found any one whom I can describe as simple. May be its because my “simple” criteria don’t match with others’.

 
After I started blogging, I get mails saying “Swathi, u r so simple, ur blogs are so simple”. Again the same thing…”simplicity”. Classmates, colleagues and co-bloggers… may be I am really “simple” . But then what does simple means?

Our new home...

Yea, finally we nested in Ireland. No, no, not permanently… God only knows, for how long…

Even in this physical world when we are not here for permanent, how inappropriate the word “permanent” will be….*sigh*

 â€¦ so we settled here, for the time being, with our own home…the only difference is just that instead of paying monthly “rent” we are paying monthly “mortgage”
 now!

Our new Home- 47, Corran Raida
View from front.


 
Front door!

 
Entrance!


 
Living room


 
Dining room


 
My palace: Kitchen


         
Backyard view from kitchen


 
Backyard..


 
MasterBed Room1


 
Hubby’s Study room

Some more views!

Athlone castle


 
Our new home complex…



 
View from our bedroom window…


 
Ducks in River Shannon…

A Malayalee thot!

Living in Europe, with half of my mind and soul in India, almost every day I tell my husband “after 5 yrs, we will go back and settle in India”. And his answer will be neither a yes nor a no. He says “look, we didn’t plan to settle in Ireland, we didn’t even plan to come here. God only knows, where we are destined to settle.” And I just nod, cos he is right.

 

Last weekend, we met a mallu guy in a near by shopping complex.  As mallu’s are very very rare here, usually I jump upon seeing one. I remembered seeing him in a Pakistani shop, 2 months back. At that time, he wasn’t much in to talking to us. This time he was so eager to talk to us. It turned out that he wanted to buy a computer and from our last encounter at Pakistani shop, he remembered we were “into” computers, and wanted our help!  He wanted us to go with him, to buy a computer then and there. That much for jumping up at a mallu guy!

 

Next thing almost came as a bomb. He asked why cudnt we come with him and we told “we are moving into our new house” and he told sarcastaically “how long is the mortgage… 30 yrs?, whats the use for u guys? Ur kids may own it, not u!” And there evaporated my mallu-love. I told him “we bought the house, NOT to settle here. Tomorrow, when we leave for India, we will sell it, and it will be an asset for us”. And (then) he asked our job. He told “I never thot Indians came here as s/w enggrs, I thot all Indians were nurses(???). And why u guys want to go back to India??????” I strained my ears. What’s he saying now?. I told “what???”. He : “why u guys want to go back to India. Its such a desolated and poor country. What do India have, nothing...when compared to Ireland. Roads, shops, living amenities…nothing is better in India. We will ruin our lives in India.”  I: “are you crazy? I will die in India. We will go there after 5 yrs, mostly”. Soon it turned into an argument b/w me and him and my hubby in between. Finally my hubby dragged me out of the scene…

 

And I promised myself one thing “never even once, shall I ever jump up again on seeing a mallu…that was enough!!!”

 

When couples share jokes!

Today I was hearing songs from Dil To Pagal Hai. I don’t know which year it was released. Only thing I know is that I was in college then and madly in love. Now today when I heard the songs, it took me into that era, when everything was rosy red with love, in my world. One thing I did before my marriage was to tell everything about my past love-encounters to my hubby. Every human being related to me including my parents strictly prevented me from being so open, at that time. But later I proved I was right in doing so. As my hubby was also in exact situation like me, we connected like anything. I have seen some of my girlfriends hiding their past from their husbands. But I am in a situation now that I can even introduce my ex to my husband as “My ex!”.

 
The pun in that is we pull each others legs even now, on its name.  I usually tell him that I will tell about both our ex-s even to our kids, so that I can even introduce my ex to my kids!! Sometimes I even say that I will leave my hubby and run away with some Irish guy, and he says the same to me too. We had made this a usual tease and never had the least idea how this could be viewed by others.

 
One day when my mom called we were having our usual teasing and I told amma “Amma, I got bored with my hubby. I am looking for a Irish guy at work. I will soon leave my hubby and go with him”. I was actually telling this to my hubby, looking at him. Next thing I heard was my mom shrieking from other side of the phone. “Don’t you dare say that!!!!! And she began scolding me like anything” I couldn’t even tell her that it was a joke. She went on saying as if I had actually started an affair here. Finally I gave the phone to my hubby and he had to spend at least 10 minutes, convincing my mom that I was not leaving him and was not having an affair in Ireland! And after that we decided that our teasing and jokes should remain only with us and never go to relatives and friends esp PARENTS!!

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As I was tagged by Sab:

6 weird things or habits:

Honestly I don’t think them as weird:

1)      I love to eat meat curry mixed with buttermilk.

2)      I hate facial hair in men.

3)      I love to chew lamb/chicken bones for almost 15 mts [my hubby says, I was a dog on my last birth!]

4)      I can carry babies only on my left side.

5)      I eat only melted ice-cream.

6)      I paint toe nails, but never finger nails.

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