I finally found time to write something. Seems like all the time in this world has disappeared into a black hole. Recently I got a forwarded sms which said " A busy person is one who finds time for everything he needs to do. " a simple sentence. But it really inspired me. I thought " why cant I be busy too ?"

I analysed which things took most of my time. And I realised that it was television. And i also dont bother to do the household chores. My mom does the cooking and laundry and I just sat there becoming nothing but a movie freak.

In my work place too, sometimes things used to get gloomy and boring. And sometimes I used to think " Am I living the right life ?" " Am I at the right place?" " Is this how My life is intended to be?" Sometimes taking responsibilities for our actions can be risky but we have to do what we should do.

  It is at these times that the spirit of god boosts me and makes me go in the right path. It is after such a boost that I am typing this blog, about my resolutions.

   I have vowed to limit my TV hours and decided to indulge myself in constructive activities like reading, cooking, exercise, doing the laundry etc. I have also decided to give my best to my work and enjoy every moment of it. I thank god for instilling this self realisation in my mind.

   So let me stop talking and start doing :D

  Today I had been very nervous since morning....the reason...its my job interview today. I have applied for it long back.. but today I was supposed to attend the Interview. I was really tensed about my first rendezvous with the officials...the board room..the formal etiquette...expressions...impressions...the list is endless.

  I can feel the air of nervousness all around me. The pressure on me was overwhelming. Its just obvious what the situation is demanding from me. I had to be in the best of my behavior. My attitude should be good. Every word that comes out of my mouth should be relevant and sensible.

  Well..the situation is even more tense as this is my first interview. If we do something for the first time, we feel that it should go on perfect. Its really one of the few sentiments I have in my life. I do believe that a work well begun is half done. So....this desire for the new beginning to be a success..is foremost in my mind.

  Just think...the right words...the right talk,the right mannerisms can really impress the officials,... will get me the job...and the rest would be history. And on the other hand...one wrong word, some unexpected clumsiness, one wrong gesture....could well be disastrous...and that too a disastrous beginning could be the worst thing that ever happened in my professional life.

  With this and more thoughts I waited for more than 2 hours for the interview to begin. With all my certificates with me..I was sitting there .....awaiting my future.

  At last..my turn came. I was called in. The room was not so big as I imagined. Three officials sat around a big table. I was asked to be seated. I sat down wondering what sort of questions I would be asked.

   I answered most of the questions... first about my interests, my skills, about any merits or scholarships, my expected salary...and so on. I cant say I answered them perfectly..but I can be pretty sure that I didn't mess things up. After I finished answering the last question... I stared eagerly at all the officials...waiting for a response from them.

  After a moment of silence, one of the officials spoke.."We like your commitment to the job. Keep it up."

  I was spellbound for a moment. Am I dreaming? Is this Real?, I thought. 

  It was then another member of the board spoke "We are very much impressed by your attitude. We'll let you know. You can leave now."

  "All the best for your future" the first official said....all the while smiling.

  Finding myself in a trance...I stood up..with a sheepish smile in my face.....and slowly walked out of the room. I heaved a sigh of relief that it was over.

  Outside the office...as I walked home..I felt much more confident..much more hopeful about my future. As I breathed in the fresh air...I looked up at the sky for a second and thanked god for this moment of my life. 

  It all began yesterday night.  As I was about to go to bed, suddenly mom asked me  "Just today I came to know that there were so many versions of the famous movie ' Pshyco'."

   I was a bit surprised to hear this from her as she always used to have this... non violence, non horror, Tom and Jerry lover type persona.

   Mmmm....I wonder what made her think of this, I thought. 

  "Yeah mom. You are right."

  "Ok. Long back I saw a movie where a psychopath stabs people as they walk on the street...well..I dont remember the name of that movie though...." 

  "Is it Nightmare on Elm Street? " I interrupted.

  "No..not that one." mom said.

  Still very much surprised to hear this from my mom...I asked her "But mom..why are you asking this all of a sudden? Why all this talk on horror movies? "

  Mom looked at me for a while and then she said "Mary, tomorrow is 13th June."

  "Of course it is mom...what about it anyway?" 

  "Its Friday tomorrow. 13th Friday."

  Oh my God.It is. Friday the 13th, I thought. A Chill ran down my spine. Tomorrow I am actually going to live the legendary Friday the 13th day. Will I be alive at the end of the day? I chuckled.

  I didnt say much after that. I thought for a while and muttered out "Yes mom. It is Friday the 13th tomorrow."

  We didnt discuss it anymore. As I lay awake in bed....Is the day really so unlucky as people say it is?....Is the urban legend true after all?, I thought. A little later I dozed off. 

  When I opened my eyes, I saw my mom waking me up. Thank God ...I am still alive, I thought.I checked the date in my mobile. 13th June. I checked the calendar..its Friday.....so its true indeed,I thought. A few hours later I went online and searched for all info regarding 'Friday the 13th'. I came across many things, but the most striking one was below:

  Paraskevidekatriaphobics — people afflicted with a morbid, irrational fear of Friday the 13th.

  What the Hell was that word? How should I pronounce it?, I thought. I read the word twice and then I read it again. Paras/kevi/deka/tria/phobics. I got one word correct...phobics. Now that has got something to do with fear, I thought.

 Who could have coined such a stupid, complex, unpronouncable, creepy word? Well...whatever it maybe...this......Paraskevidekatriaphobia..thing... or in simple words....fear of Friday the 13th has sure got a good grip on me...and who knows maybe on someone else too, I thought and then.....So it happens that...On this legendary day....Friday the 13th...here I am...alive and kicking (thankfully..lol) typing this blog....and ironically still thinking of Jason and his mask.....

    Today is an important day in my life. No.its not my birthday. Its not my wedding day. Its not my graduation day either. Well...Today ....I got highlights for my hair..for the first time...lol.

  Getting my hair coloured had long been my dream since the time I entered college. It took me so long to convince my parents for getting highlights for my hair. The final spark came when I watched Jean Grey sporting flame red hair in the movie 'X Men- The Last Stand' And the desire was rekindled when I watched Priyanka Chopra in the movie ' Love Story 2050'.

   It didnt take me anything more to get inspired. So I decided to give it a try.

  At the Salon, I spent really 40 minutes to select the proper shade. My first 2 choices were out of stock. So finally I got lucky the third time. Then I sat there witnessing the ritual done on me. Finally ,it was over and I looked into the mirror...wondering if this was a success or a pathetic failure. Thankfully I was happy with the results. Really I felt so happy.

The Aftermath:

      Now I find myself staring into the mirror more often...always aligning the streaks so that it would look good ..all the while humming the song..Oops I did it again.....

  Its My Best Friend's Wedding. No. I am not talking about the movie. Its really my Best friend Akila's wedding. Yippeeee!!!!

  Well..Akila had been my best friend for the past 14 years. She had been there always in my happy and sad moments. Its really strange how time flies so fast. It seems like just yesterday I was talking with her in my classroom. And now there she is standing as a beautiful bride on the stage...ready to enter into wedlock.

  The wedding was splendid. I was with her till the end of the ceremony. Just before leaving the wedding hall......tears welled in my eyes and I said this to the bridegroom......" Just take good care of her."

  The ways of life are rather strange. Here is a person who is not related to me in any way. But this magic called friendship just plants so many unexplainable emotions within us...that mysteriously bonds us to our friends and loved ones.I wish Akila a happy married life. May God bless her and her family abundantly. 

   With this thought I stepped into my car and headed  home.

Today, by god' grace I gave the application form for tutorship at Chettinad Dental College and Research Institute,Kelambakkam.

I was very nervous when I sat outside the Managing director's room. I waited for more than two hours. Finally I was called in. As this was my first job application ever, I was just clueless about the formalities.

I collected my guts and went inside the room. The official just looked at me and said, " Yes..go on. "  At that exact moment I froze. Finally I bluttered out something.( something relevant...thankfully) . So I finally handed over the application form and walked out of the room.

I wonder what is in store for me. The nature of my exact work, what is expected of me.... is still vague. New place. And most of all My first job.

Putting everything under god's care... I just let things happen their own way. Hope it turns out good.

Well well.... its been 4 months since i updated my blog. gosh I was so busy. Really a lot happened during this time. I finished my one month postings of internship. then the 15 days postings came . Soon they got over too.

Ah finally i made it. I completed my 365 days of internship. completed BDS. My UG days over just like that.

   Well..it just seemed like yestrerday when i joined college. I was told by my elders that i will be facing life now that I have entered college. with my mind full of unanswered questions, my heart full of doubts about my future, I stepped into college life.

Years passed by. And now seems like I am at the other end of the tunnel. I have still got a long way to go in this winding path of life. The never ending journey called life.

Can this be called yet another Brand new life? a new beginning. Maybe yes.

Just makes me say Miles to go before I sleep.... miles to go before i sleep.