Zain's View

Hello blog readers! Greetings from Delhi. Taking over from Zainab for this blog post, I am proud to bring you an expose ooooooon....! 7 THINGS WE DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT FATHIMATHU ZAINABUUU!!! 1. She loves grophers. You'd think a shopping outlet of Reliance fresh half a kilometre away would suffice for the emergency purpose of Tropicana orange juice. But no. It is not as satisfying unless you place an order with grophers to have it delivered to your doorstep two days after placing the order. 2. She's got a thing of artefacts of ye old, regardless of how pointless they are. Ever since we've got here, it's been red fort this or taj mahal there . Alright, they may not be as pointless as I think they are (yes, they are symbols of our magnificent culture and history la-de-da)but let's be honest. We all know that the best we tend to make of these trips is an infinite collection of future whatsapp and fb dps, meant to be poignantly and strategically upload

Oh yeah, the title strikes well right !!! I know all your minds have reached the seventh sky, but yeah get them back here and start reading the next part of my unending story. So I didn't post anything yesterday. I wont be saying - Dude! I had exams. Its similar, but yeah I didn't have the exams. Due to the public transport bandh the professional ethics exam got postponed. I was planning to start writing then and there, but then Mr. Modi Ji comes and reveals that all the money in my purse was invalid from tomorrow on wards. And then I realize shit, I don't have any money in my account, that means no mts recharge, no phone recharge and no paytm shopping, nothing. So had to runoff and put some money into my account. In all that chaos this kinda got sidelined. The earlier mentioned chaos reminds me as to what my life is at this present moment. Its full of CHAOS. Ummi and Baps not here, gotta get a dress designed, no time, internship is there in between, and then Jan mid i

So yesterday was my engagement, when I was sitting here and listening to- I don't know what. Today when Baiju came and asked Ha, how was your engagement ? I simply smiled, not that eeeee happy smile, but the are you kidding me smile. Yeah, I got engaged yesterday and all I feel is jealous about the food they had there. More about desserts. Hmmm does that happen ? Ain't I supposed to have some sort of feeling, happy, sad, confused, etc,etc And about my engagement, I have no clue what happened there, and when I asked my Bro, he said all he heard was wedding is decided for this and this date, lets go have food. And when he is telling me this, I am looking at him, looking forward to whatever he is telling, that's when he said that's it, and I am like WHAT ??? That it??? and then he starts his unending epic story about the food there. After 5 minutes of his saga, I got up and told asked him to shut up, dude, you just had my engagement food. Okay, don't think that I

It's not that I blog everyday. This happens when many conditions are satisfied... When I have a lot going on in my head, plus, there should be good enough wifi (this means I should be either in the college or in the office)(my home wifi is the worst found on the surface of earth. I am posting it now coz I am in the office waiting to for 6.30 to happen, diwali celebrations, also waiting for the event managers to turn up (I know, they are supposed to be punctual aren't they) and then Baps have to drop me to college. This unusual custom is coz celebrations go onto the night (not exactly, it's just till 8, but its very very late in my grandmas terms), that means if I take the car I will have to come back alone, So at last we reached a common ground that Baps will drop me and pick me up :) And another thing about today is Nov 1 or Kerala Piravi (the state of Kerala came into being today). Baps puts on the news every day night and yesterday I heard on passing that the chie

Today is a Monday and as always the most boring day of the entire week. And the usual rush trying to reach before Asife Sir does his usual thing. Closing of doors... For us, its very similar to heaven's door being slammed shut( just for attendance sake). The only thing of change is the shocked faces of friends and all those crazy congrats hugs. There was the shocked faces, there was the 'I expected this' faces and there was this 'are you kidding me' faces. It was fun looking at all those faces. Perks of getting married. I am sure Niranjan and Baiju were about to throw their bags on me, when they thought I was kidding. I had to call up Drishya to stand as a witness. The only thing that calmed them was the promise of an assal adipoli biriyani. And then there was Naveena, she literally screamed (but then, yeah, she is Naveena). Another irritating part about getting married is everything is associated with marriage. It is awesome when your dad brings home different

Let me clarify - As one of my friends said, waiting for the next next next step, this is not the story of that step, coz that hasn't happened yet. Then why I am I doing this now ??? I have no clue. Does every girl go crazy before the marriage? Do they fret on every single aspect of every single happening ? Well, if the answer is no, then something is really wrong with me.  Right now at this moment, when I am writing this I am worried about my wedding dress. Should I wear an Arabic Lacha or a gown. I went to 4 shops today. Thinking back, I don't know what I was searching for exactly. From a salesgirl viewpoint, we looked liked  3 anada prethangal roaming around several boutiques. I can't blame them, Choosing the wedding dress and several other of them is such a big event over here. Usually, it happens this way, a bunch of relatives and family crowd around a girl who is trying on several dresses. And then there was US, we looked like people who had landed from 5 cent

I don't know why I am doing this now, writing all this up on a blog. Maybe the old mischievous me is back and up to something. I am not a centralized and organized blogger. my scribbling are mashed up in notebooks, on my facebook wall and this. So, now like the soap operas my story takes a leap of 10 days and we are on that 10th day. Also, today is a working day and I have got college to attend and today is also the day the groom comes. Ummi is leaving the next day and the he just landed the day before, so it had to be crammed in this one day. Like any other day I went to college, but at 12 my bro calls and tells me that they reached Trissur and that I have to reach fast. So I bunk the 4th hour and go home.(Well, I am sure since it was environmental law somebody would have called proxy for me) And the task of dressing up begins. Now flashback, through those 10 days what I was feeling was real creepy. My friends say I was excited. My family says I was all freaked out. Me -- I s

So the next step was the penukanal wherein the prospective family would meet the girl. The entire week my mind was full of doubts and questions. I never had a liking towards anything related to marriage except for kids and a fun day called wedding. Let me be truthful, I didn't except anything from the ritual. My main concern was not if they liked me(I knew they wouldn't). I was worried that they would come and meet me and then say I am too fat and then they would leave. And what would unfold would be hell of a torture. Everything I eat would be scanned and I would be screamed at to reduce my weight and all that comes along with it. Its not like I am new to this torture, but I didn't want the intensity to increase. If that happened, I am sure my family would have actually gone to the extent thinking of inventing a machine to read my mind as to what food I am thinking of.  I kinda knew this was gonna happen. But Rukku was all excited. I think she was the one more confident

So all this started when... okay the truth is that I have no idea when all this started, anyway the beginning is a spark of an idea in Rukku's mind. And I have no clue how things churned to this on that side. For me it started when I got a call from her after all these months. She asked for my full photo. Since the term full photo is totally associated with a marriage proposal, I didn't think twice to reject the same. But somehow she managed to get hold of it. As many other events of any other day, I forgot about it when the sun rose up high the next day. Apparently a lot of things were happening on the other side.  I got shock when my father came down to India and while having breakfast revealed the real intention of his visit. After the initial shock I laughed, I thought he was kidding. He said the proposal was really ON. And their people wanted to meet me. And my mom would be coming down soon. I sat there processing the whole thing inside my head. I don't remember m