Blogging Loves And Wars. :)

“War does not determine who is right - only who is left. ~Bertrand Russell"

Recently my father started to blog, and every time he posted a blog he would get all ecstatic about it. "Go read my blog!” was used often by papa and I would say the same thing but replace the word blog with 'status'. Call me a facebook addict if you want! In fact we were given a sheet of paper at school to vote for people according to specific categories. There was a"Facebook Addict" category and I got 4 votes! Okay, I am going off a tangent.

Back to Papa the great! he gets all excited when he gets 50 page views a day. That's similar to me getting excited with 100 likes on something. This is I think the second week of his Blogaddiction [Blog- Addiction] Today I was awoken up by him saying "Already 27 page views!" I was too sleepy to react to that! He advertises the blog mainly on Facebook. Okay, so he's all excited about his blog...you readers got that, right? If you don’t, well yeah he is highly captivated with Blogging. He is one side of the story and the war.

My mother began blogging about a year or so ago. But she never advertised her's on facebook or twitter or any social networking site in the beginning. I don't remember how her reactions were when she started blogging. How would I anyway? It was a year ago! But I do remember that she never went jumping around the house! She advertised it in her own way! She didn't shout it out in the house! If I compare my dad's blogging to my facebook-ing, it’s only fair to compare my mommy's blogging to my sister's facebook-ing! She has always been calm about the blogging business and everything, unless she thinks she lost something! After she writes something she says "Go read my blog" in this sweet tone which is like my sister asking us to go through her pictures updated on facebook! She wasn't very obsessed with blog spot when she began, as far as I remember! She wrote blogs neither very often nor very rarely. She wrote it, I guess, when it was right time.

Now since my father started blogging and he has a habit of showing off to mother,( Like teasing her about it!) she had to get more views than him...and so the conflict began. She has this urge to outdo him (She has an honors in English Literature!)She has a kind of advanced dictionary in her head! Daddy has to outdo her to show that even though he doesn't have any training, he can do it better.

Okay, the above is just my theory. No offense to either of you. You know I love you all.

Today they had a conflict, I don't remember everything clearly, so here are a few.
Mommy : I didn’t get any page views today! :C
Daddy : I haven’t got any new people reading my blog :C

Mommy : Ohhhh Look! I have got 8 views today! I have 600 views in a year! :D
Daddy : No, don’t see that! See the monthly views *Clicks on monthly views* *Shows 257* See, I have 270, I win. :D

Then umm, they defended each other with shouts and stuff, but I can’t remember it for some reason. :P
Then after that, I went to them...opened my arms and gave them both a baby bear hug from me together. I bind the family together, don’t I? <3

After that, I thought I thought I should re-start my blogging. Wouldn’t it be cool if I outdo both of them? Ha-ha! Help me outdo them! xD

Getting In Touch.

I was in 4th grade when i left for Mumbai. Not many of my friends had email id's. Not even my best friend!

But I got her number and I was in touch for quite sometime after moving to Mumbai. But then one unfortunate day I lost her number. I had one single hope; one friend of mine who was a guy I was in touch with could get her number again. But he was too shy to talk to her... god knows why. I lost touch with her later.

Joining Facebook was a good choice for me.My friends from Hyderabad found me on Facebook.( After the shift to Egypt that is )
Now had more sources to get her contact number / email id ( she should have one by now!) But many of them were guys so they didn't have the courage to ask her for her id.

Now after 4 years I finally got her email id via my friend obviously!
As soon as I got her email id... I opened my gmail account and started typing with this huge grin on my face! My happiness wasn't explainable! I was really really happy!

When i clicked the send button i got a mail immediately. It was a failure notice. . I was heartbroken! I went back to see the id. i realized that her surname in her id was spelled wrong. I just copied the whole mail again, wrote her email id properly and sent it with great hope. I clicked on the send button. On top of the page 'sending' , my fingers crossed real tight, my eyes fixed on the 'sending' word. My hopes rising. This time the mail was taking too long to send. At least i thought it was.

Finally. 'your message has been sent' . My fingers unfolded like a butter . I exhaled a huge sigh of relief and my heart was happy again! :D
She replied and we are in touch again! Woohoo! and we write mails to each other everyday!

-Life In Summer- : -Time Of Boredom-

Getting up at9-9:30. Having breakfast right before lunch. Totally free. You have the computer to yourself. (not all the time!). Sleep at whatever time you want. No one to nag you about anything. Heaven! don't you think?.

OMG No! Maybe for a day or two but for 2 months, :O that's really boring. I mean I die! I've died so many times due to boredom! I used to have my friends to chat with before but from today they are going to have full days. That means I'll be bored stiff.

Sometimes people just want to chill out, I do too but not to such an extent. For the first month I was fine and I was interested in joining summer classes or something like that. But then the classes seemed to get delayed and I started to lose interest. Then just when I lost all my interest for the classes, they find one for me! I still don't know if I am going or not.

Now that the second week has begun I have no idea what to do! No one comes online anymore. :( so I have to find some way to entertain myself.

School did give us summer reading to develop our English skills and we may get extra (optional) credits for it once school starts. With my attitude towards books I don't know if I want the credits. I mean I do want the credits I just don't want to achieve it by reading books. Books really are the weak link in my life.I dislike reading books. The only books I've read till now with pure interest is the twilight series. :)

School had given us a list of 3 books. We have to (optional again :)) read all of them.
So I have started reading "the curious case of the dog in the nighttime". I thought it would be nice. It has a good story of an animal lover autistic boy; 15 years of age obsessed with Sherlock Holmes investigating a murder of a dog. The corpse was impaled with a pitchfork which is quite disgusting according to me.

But the negative point is;he is an autistic person therefore he is very intelligent. I assume my school has suggested this book because Christopher here shares his knowledge. That's good. I just don't like the way he shares it. It is so straightforward. Its just like a reading my school book.
Its boring I have to say; but interesting as well.

Whoa I wrote a lot on books.

I also listen to music to keep my self quiet. Quiet as to not cribbing; otherwise I sing like I am all alone in the house. Wonder what my mother thinks of my singing? :P
I usually have the ear plugs in all the time anyway. even when I am on the computer.

I always talk with my sister at 6. Then my father comes back home at 7 .. we all (my mum dad and I ) talk with my sister. Yeah I get the unfair advantage XD. I miss you didi! :(

A new trend like thing has started in our house; that is have dinner by 8:30 and go for a nice proper walk along the sea. Well not on the sand but on the road. My parents are quite surprised, astounded, proud <:P> that I can walk with great speed with music in my ears and sandals on my feet :D
1st : With music I can walk for miles and miles
2nd : I don't know why we have to wear shoes when we go on walks.

Then we come back. Have a nice wash. And I go back and plop on the computer waiting for some magic to happen that some one will come online! :P
and Then I lose hope

Before this blog's name was computer addicts.I feel it was silly. I was rather immature at that time. :P
not that I am not immature now. :P

Well this is a glimpse of my daily (spell boring!) life.

Moving Away. Moving On With Life.

It has been a long time since I wrote last :P -:

Bidding goodbye to friends and family is indeed difficult. Goodbye never is good is it? Moving to a new country, would be a challenge. New culture, new types of people, new places to see.

When I was informed of the shift. A big step. Moving to a new country. I was over excited, after all it was the first time I was going abroad;not only for a mere vacation but to live, to stay! Not in a hotel but in a house where I can act crazy and not exude sophistication. Not where I have a limited choice of food but a chef (my mother) to cook whatever I want. X)

It wasn't difficult for me to answer when I was asked if it was fine if we moved. I never thought about the friends I am leaving behind. I was too enthusiastic about the long long long vacation. The new friends made me feel happier but I had to tell myself not to expect anything because usually my expectations lead to disappointment.

The final day with my friends; I never thought of it as the 'last' day. I never felt that I was going to leave the next day. I was aware of every moment. (never wanted to be unaware).As my father says "enjoy every second of your life" that was what I was doing.
That was some day! (Nostalgia)

Then it was time to get my blessings from my grandparents. They were very emotional. It was obvious. Their children are leaving for another country; further away from them. I was very sad. I told my sister who stays close to my grandparents to never let them feel our absence. She said she would. :) I love her! :D

Now 3 months have passed since that day. The experience has been wonderful and still is. New Country. New city. New Culture. New School. New Friends. Wow huge change in my life. I have been in touch with almost all my friends. And I miss them a lot though I am quite happy here too. They seem to miss me! :(.

I always skype with my sister. So no missing her. I mean there is always a little sadness in my heart..since she left for hostel 2 years ago..I think 2 years :P

My grandparents are also spoken with daily. I too talk with them sometimes. :) they are fine. at least they tell us they are.

Our settling down was quite easy with the help and support we were given by many people!! A hearty thank you from me to them. The house is in a perfect spot, a nice sea view. School is great; and I think I have fit in quite well.
But there are always debates with my Indian friends about which school is better. I have decided to just remain silent about it :)

one day .. one day that wasn't going very well for me; Out of frustration i burst into tears and started remembering the days with my friends ; that got me down.

But now I am used to it. I have moved on. Forgotten about the past. BUT NOT MY FRIENDS AND FAMILY! <3 you guys.

"Past Is History,Future Is A Mystery; So Enjoy The Present Now."

My sister : My best friend

I get up in the morning by my nightingale like sister's voice . she wakes me up very sweetly saying " is the dragon awake?" and pokes my nose!. i used to giggle at such times. We go to school together after having a fantastic meal made by my mum. We often used to sing together. Sometimes at school my sister may feel sick and she needs me at such times, she is not sister to me but a friend,my best friend.

She does not express her love often but i know she has not a little but a large place in her huge heart for me and 2 little spaces for our parents :P. She doesn't like the kisses i give her on her cheek....that is one way of expressing my love for her. But it is not expressed completely. So...now how do i express my love? i wondered.....after lots of thinking and sleepless nights i got it....this was naughty way to express my love....by troubling her of course. Obviously she shouted at me and a war would begin but then i realized that her shouting is a way of her expressing her love!. We fought,played,had lots of fun....but 80% we fought ! i used to get really angry with her and not talk to her for 1 to 2 hours. i really regret those hours that i didn't spend with her

Now that she's gone away to hostel to study medicine,my rooms feel empty (though with all the mess in the room:P) the bathroom isn't stuffed with cream, deo's, perfumes, powder, this list is endless!! on the whole it feels like i have lost my best friend . I get up by the noisy alarm which bursts my ear drums!! i still get the fantastic food by my mum ;)) During the nights i am terribly scared of sleeping alone in the dark..i have no one to talk to even though i speak to her like everyday on the phone. Its like a man has lost his dog :P or a girl lost her expensive Mercedes or jewelery

. She comes every 4 months but it doesn't look like its possible for her to some this time i would be delighted to have her back here again. The most depressing thing is i dont have any one to fight with!!! and I!!!! HAVE TO THE chores around the house that she usually does! i have to go all alone to school come back all alone :( . Sing alone
And over all that all the attention is on me STUDY THIS STUDY THAT . When she used to be there most of the attention was on her as she was coming close to her boards and i used to like that attention sometimes but the good part is attention has its other side too because now i have the choice what to eat .... otherwise she almost all the time used to select the menu for the day.

I truly miss her alot! =[ Didi if your reading this I MISS YOU! so the lucky people who still have their sibling make the most of it before they go away to hostels