RaginiFromSIA.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Hello everyone!
Should have posted yesterday but it was pretty busy and i only got home around 12 am so i was way too tired to rattle. So right now i'm pretty comfortable, sitting down with my standard Vanilla Frap and birthday cake, cosy and ready to blog. Sounds like i'm settling down to write a book.
I've been having a rough couple of days. Actually it's the way i've been feeling. Hormone problems i tell you. Anyway, yesterday started out pretty bad with m yelling at him and crying and all. Drama i tell you. And all that, for no reason at all! Just moody. So he suggested we go meet this lady about spaniel pups for sale. So we went. All the way from Toa Payoh to Ghim Moh to the lady's house. Along the way, Murale and i started to guess what kind of person she might be. I guessed a middle aged lady living with her husband and dogs. Did i mention, her name's Ragini! Haha. She seemed like a really nice person from her text messages so we figured maybe she's a mature older person. Haha. Murale thought she might be a spinster living with her dogs! The journey was LONG but good. And finally we ended up at this roadside aka Ghim Moh interchange, right infront of the rubbish chute area. There were decaying items ranging from fish to brown vegetables as well as brown substance. I should have taken a picture of Murale's face! It was priceless! We had to walk through a couple of blocks to find block 5. The place is really old but charming at the same time. Not to mention, Ulu Pandan Community Centre is HUGE! Seriously seriously big! Like some commercial building. Back to the blocks. Everyone knows i SUCK at walking through blocks to my destination. 2 years in Innova and i only found my way through by myself in March of my second year. BUT, my sense of direction is good. Maybe not with buses, but with walking routes(:
Anyway, we finally found block five and walked up to the second floor. The houses were pretty small. The kind where young couples or old people live. We found the house really easily and the moment we arrived at the gate, there was a happy little puppy jumping up at the gate! Adorable really. The mother followed behind. Not too friendly but that's understandable. I mean, would you welcome the person who might be buying your kid? I tried to look at it from that point of view. It's hard to imagine and sometimes you start to wonder is parent dogs do in fact feel heartbroken when their puppies are taken away. I mean the puppies will of course cry for a week or so but once they stop and start getting adapted to their families, do they ever think back at their parents? Quiet interesting right. If you were adopted and you knew, i'm sure the thought will always be inside somewhere. Maybe that's why they're called animals? Still find it hard to say they don't have feelings. I've seen a lot of animals cry! Time to engage an animal behaviour expert to explain things to me.
So after the warm welcome with the dogs, i met their owner Ragini. Nothing CLOSE to what we thought. She was young, pretty, humble and obviously very in love with her dogs. She asked me if i was indian and then if i was a north indian. Reasonable questions and definately not the first time I've been asked. That's mainly because my name is north indian. I could have been just another Priya or Geetha or something but no, i had to be named after an actress. Haha. I've never had issues with my name though. I let people call me whatever they want. Rags, Rag, Rajini, Raagheenee, Ginny, Regina etc. My singtel account is registered under Ragina Anpazhahan. Way to go biggest service provider in Singapore. So She started explaining about the puppies and their diets and their temperment etc. While she was getting her camera to show me pictures of the father dog, I had the opportunity to look around her house. It was full of things. There was barely space to move but cosy nonetheless. The i saw something very farmilar. A very old fashioned blue handbag. In an instant i knew that this Ragini, worked with SIA! Haha! I know it's not something to get excited about but HEY, it's not everyday that someone who's crazy about getting this job gets to meet someone who's in it! Her stuff was strewn all over the floor. She was packing for an 8 day trip to Europe. She's living the dream.
Sometime last week, i was looking through Latha(IJC pioneer batch)'s profile on Facebook and i learnt that she was in STC and will commence her flying with SIA in February. She's going to start living that dream too. I'm going to go. I will. I'll try at least. After i recover from my operation, i'm going to head for an interview. Hopefully, I'll be able to live the dream too.
So after the afternoon meeting with her, i was in much better spirits. Got some sleep and then started out for Araathana's birthday party. I wore the Zara top Murale got me for the first time. As expected, it got it's credits for being absolutely simple, elegant and plain pretty. Had several conversations going on that night. One about animals, one about Obama, one about education and one about clubbing. It's difficult to be in just one when everyone's asking for you at the same time. To talk to i mean. Seems like everyone had something to ask my sister and me. We're not great or anything but there's a clear cut difference to the way we were brought up as compared to our cousins. My siblings and I for one, will never talk back to our father. And i suspect we will always fear him(in a respectful way). Hell, I'm 20 and i still don't say anything against him out of fear. So there everyone was, sucking up to him. My mum couldn't be bothered as usual. She was mixing with people she felt were more worth her time. There's still one thing i have issues with. I still hate it when they say we look nice. I mean not my aunts but my cousins. I'm just being selective. It's not even my cousins actually. Just this one aunt and her family. I believe they are insincere in everything they do or say. I for one, always catch them looking at my family in a very jealous/unhappy kinda way. I was actually talking to one of the daughters and all she was looking at were my clothes, my face and my hair. And when i caught her looking, she said my top was pretty. Sure. Vithya's dad taught me to say thank you to people when they say i look nice. But i simply couldn't bring myself to do it there because i believe they're the kind who don't want my family to be the way we are. Another reason being, they really don't like my mum. Because she studied at the age of 40 and is practically the only successful mid career switch acts they have seen. Plus she doesn't look her age. Reeks of jealousy to me. They mentioned i should become a stewardess. I had to shut up. The last thing i want is for them to talk about that too. My dad was talking about my sister's grades etc and that vicious look was on her face again! Should really ask my dad to stop discussing our life at social gatherings. Not the best of ideas.
Other than that, nothing interesting happened. Eswary and Vikram are getting married in July! Kaanthan's going for his operation next week and he won't be able to walk for 6 months. We all probably won't meet until the wedding anyway.
Today was just about lazing around. Feeding the pets and giving King a shower. Went for a ride with the family in the evening. The whole family including King! He was overjoyed about sticking his head out the window and letting his tongue and ears fly in the wind. Heh. Was supposed to go over to Revethi's place but didn't have the time. Very odd day actually.
Alright guys. I'm done with my cake. My Frap's gone too. I'll blog tomorrow. Time to convince Revethi to blog more as well. I have tuition tomorrow. And then a date at Starbucks in T2((:
Hope the two day break helped all you stressed out people to catch up. Have a blissful week ahead.
LoveLots,
Ragini(:
