Sad Day

Michael Jackson is dead. I feel really sad about this - dont know why. Its like an icon you grew up with suddenly passed away... I was first introduced to MJ by my brother who played the thriller video for my sister and me - we must have been all of 6 or 7 at that time... i remember having got really scared seeing all those scary figures walking around and watched the entire video clutching onto my brothers arms...

As I grew older I resolved that one day I would watch a MJ concert live... ofcourse I kept postponing the whole idea for a time that would be "better".... I regret that now - I wish I had the opportunity to see him perform live somewhere....

I guess life is short - one must watch all the concerts today itself!

Recently a friend pointed out to me that I am someone who waits for other people to have fun and then join them! I never go out and do things which I consider to be fun... That got me thinking - Do I really wait on the sidelines? do I really wonder who next is going to do something fun?

Anyways so I decided that if that is the case I shall wait no more - the fun is going to start now. Now if only someone would tell me how to have fun....:)

Some of the pictures I took on my holiday to Eastern Europe - I went to Hungary, Slovakia, Czech and Poland

I loved Poland the best... it was such a magical country... but the weather was really dull and hence the pictures were not really good... or it could be that I dont have a nice enough camera to take proper snaps... hmm.. who can I con into buying me a high tech SLR camera?

Schools and Baby George

So Baby George has started going to school....

sister says initially it was exciting for Baby George to get dressed every morning to go out in a taxi.... he must have thot - "Wow, my mom is so cool - she takes me out everyday"..... till the realisation dawned on him that he was wearing the same clothes everyday and ugly shoes (he was not allowed to wear his funky green shoes)..... so after a few days Baby George started showing my sister the way out of school....

Anyways I decided to go and pick up Baby George from school one day.... so there I was waiting along with anxious parents waiting for the school bell to ring... 15 mins, 20 mins, 30 mins... and then... the BELL RANG! And suddenly there was a swarm of little yellow creatures coming directly at me... I was almost ready to swat some of these creatures before I was totally swarmed .... till I realised that they were tiny little people coming out of the class and running towards the freedom of the bus... they were so tiny - they were not even as tall as my knee... and most were holding hands of their classmates and looking at the adults as if looking at some dangerously overgrown acacia trees ... infact I saw some of the little ones picking up mud and stones enroute to the bus - in defensive strategy I would think....

Ofcourse Baby George was missing in all this commotion.... my sister and I went frantically searcing for our own little yellow creature.... only to find him hiding behind a desk and eating his lunch!!! on spotting me standing there Baby George was a bit confused about where he was - he looked around expecting to find himself in Atria mall or something... but quickly regained his composure.... and tucked his lunch box into the really huge bag he was carrying... and promptly ran to his mom and said "Taxi"!

and unlike his classmates he didnt pick up mud or stones en route to the taxi .....

Hi world - so I am back... with exciting news....

Since I last wrote Baby George has joined school... has learnt a few words in Malayalam.... learnt to hit back at Christy (but Christy still lords over the 2 ft Baby George).....