..my longest search for job has reached its record level of one year..I remember going to an interview last year at this time too.

happy

happy are the days when babies come to home . My cousin sister and family adopted a 6 month baby girl and have named her Nysha . She is cute and her smiles are filling up the house . Have never been so happy in recent times :-)

5 months are close to pass.

....so the white river of snow started to melt and one can see patches of green and black mud underneath it . and so it completes two seasons here and nothing more . What did i get by staying in this country ? Nothing materialistic . I thought that we 2 would become 3 since it is high time any way but i cant see far and far borders of that happening . So anyways the week end saw us doing nothing though actually we are young and are supposed to be out going and all , but nothing worked out . And the strange thing is that there is a reluctance to go out . Its result of 3 months of staying at home . I wanted to make this blog a public one but i cant see that happening with so much personal things to write . now let me write of some nice mundane things . I went to gym on Saturday. It was funny since i forgot the card and the white girl could not understand my last name . Looked like i was speaking very fast. But then it turned out that the card was with hubby's last name .Sunday bought nothing much and it was weird that 3 families tried to go to one place and nothing happened . So nothing to write on that front either . So finally its nothing much to update except that 5 months are close to pass .

but just for the sake of writing ( human factor ) some where i miss snow ( dont want to admit completely though ) fall. (that's just a lie ). one beautiful memory from snow fall : It's night time and when i peep from the drapes , as is my habit before going to sleep i see this snow falling in huge flakes and lo! there is a rabbit near my window . I made no sound and just watched it, watching the snow .It was a tough brown and back combi thing and was just watching the snow . I tapped the window and it kind of looked at me and scampered to its shelter .It might have just strayed from the woods here.

Its morning twilight and the sky is in blue color and there is this snow all over the place untouched and like soft powder under the feet and the air smells so fresh .My feet are the only ones that make an impression on them since its morning 5 30.

We walk on a hard surface and see the marks of trucks around us . We see two people sitting in the center. It is a solidified lake and the two people are snow fishing .

There is just one color and it is white.

And to the time which is running like its is no one's business.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4sAkoyRIE5U

Enjoy madi.

you are happy when you sing.

when you stop singing , you stop being happy. Home ( mom's ) was a musical one , not that i sang every day but inevitably i would plan to learn some thing to sing if i go there . ..hmm like the TV programs would blare with singing shows , my cousin kid sister would hop by with her new ventures in singing ..and then mom would remind me that i had stopped singing . So on the whole i would be singing , may be not all the time but yes attempts would be made to learn the art which requires a continuous learning . And it had its effect . there were more happy hormones flowing through the body .and so just to remind myself about the happy ole days when dad would get out of his bad mood and the house came to its quiet self , this song is a dedication of those times . just see the lyrics , the simple lyrics , no designer labels , just plane song and actors .

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XtHxrnn9Z5Q. Go on enjoy.

Every afternoon when the silence is too much to bear , KB goes for a super gossip session and comes back with her stomach full . The gossip would be about people she never met, people she doesn't go to meet and the highest mention about the whole thing is about a lady called 'A' who was staying in her house before she came .And then she would hear about all the people around her , people who would meet and have tea with.

If she was at 'B' house then they would gossip about 'C' and when she was it D ' they would gossip about B and C ..and E talks about her at her back. So one the whole , in the tightly knitted gossip community the silence takes the back seat and bears the gossip with dignity .

..and so .

..and so it finally happened . The Potluck party which we were planning so much from such a long time which was eluded by so many and which i was so mad at having just for the fun of it , it happened . And i can say just 'wow'. I mean i thought it would be just another get together where men and women would gather in two dull groups where all the ladies would be telling the repeated things and the men would be talking about their jobs , visa status . But man ! what a surprise and what a hit . It was to be frank hilarious .

So when the dull groups huddled together , one lady suggested to play dumb sherads on telugu movies . It was very fun and all the shy participants also came out and did their job well and the most surprising round was the antakshari . The shyest person sang the most making music an all time favourite choice . I toiled hard near the stove to make malai kofta and bisi belle bath . The one i worked most hard on i observed was less taken by people and the most common one bisi belle bath was enjoyed more . The sad thing i don't have a single photo of the food .

and to the person reading my blog a big Hello ? kaha ho ??

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..am wondering what is more boring .

1.sitting at home and seeing a snow blizzard in progress

2.listening to the prattle of bunch of ladies..

3.Sitting in the company of white people who don't know you

What could be worse ?

Hey I can run...

..though only for 2 minutes . So this thing about the gym is kind of working out and i actually managed to run or jog for 2 minutes which i like a record break for me since i felt at some point when the knee pains have increased from last year that i would never be able to run again .I already gave up on heels ( boo hoo ) which is important for some person of my height . But apart from all those reasons i can run and feel the my face bumping , hanging feeling like a hot bloated balloon unable to bear its own weight and floating up and up. ...i have this feeling for exactly two seconds before i see the guy /gal on either sides running at 7 miles/hour ..and then the hot air balloon slightly loses its bounce and settles for a brisk walk ....

..so for today its dooo ba doooba doooo...