Mercedes' Mind Mirror

I had a haircut few days back.I do almost every six months but had not attracted as much attention as this time. Maybe it wouldnt have been sucha big hype were I back in Muscat. But people here in Kerala just can't take it if a 16 year old girl has her hair cropped off below her ears.I guess they have not seen many. The perfect girl here is one who has waist length oiled hair neatly braided and tied with ribbons.Excuse me! So as I walked into school it felt a movie with a hundred pairs of eyes staring at me.Hundred pairs of wide open shocked.,horrified ,surprised( yup! i got all kind of response)eyes.I walked into 11b first looking for Aparna.Loud Gasps, girly screams and more shocked faces.Aswathy screamed her way to me. "Alice!"..yeah i wish. But the closest thing that Alice Cullen and I have in common is the hair(hers is spikier and shorter) because Alice Cullen is a vampire and she's beautiful! The guys all seemed quite confused. They didn't like it. Hahah...

That's right.I can exaggerate well.Let me tell you what really happened.Today I went to school after an eight-day vacation to Muscat after debating whether i was really tired after the journey or i was just pretending too hard. It was by far the best day at school-partly cuz we weren't really at school.We went for this joy ride and nearly got us killed in this stampede and nearly lost the one of our classmates.(can't i ever stop?----no) I trudged heavily to my classroom still sleepy from the day before.Groggily I helloed n hi'ed everyone.My ever-eager-to-know-more-brainy-stuff friend Kirthana was ranting on about this Indian Science Congress held at the College of engineering,Kariyavattom.She badly wanted to attend the thing and had gone up to the princy for permission a couple of times to take the 11th grade for the exciting science hungama packed with oily nerds. hmm....was all i thought about the marvellous idea.Finally in the second period they sent for us and h...

The past one week had been a blur.Assignments,competitions,Eid,Omar's Birthday,Antonio,tempers and the rain.One hell of a week!-both in good way and a bad way. Pappy had flown home for Eid holidays,looking foward to home-made food, "visiting his lands" "(do i make him sound like a king?:P)and some homey noise and rackets.This time he did not come alone.Omar's Brazilian friend from Oman, Antonio too had come along.Since it was a working week here in India we couldn't take him around as much we would've liked.Antonio however seemed more than happy to be playing with Omar again. Omar's thirteenth birthday coincided with Eid this time.So on 27th,after the little Eid party we had with just our closest friends Omar cut his cake.Later some more guests arrived.I got moody for i don't know what.I seem to always have it when Muthu,my sister, leaves for college.And she was leaving the next day. The followong day had more in store.Saturday afternoon i r...

Today was the day of days.Terrible.At least till half day.I had bunked school yesterday in the pretext of fatigue and joints pain.Besides there was no water and electricity, so the morning things wouldn't be as easy as usual.I don't fancy going to school or rather anywhere wearing a crumpled shirt and yesterday's socks.Today morning I had nothing solid to complain about which is very irritating.I threw huge tantrums yelling unkind things about my new school and the people there.Our daily help 'Ammumma' as we call her affectionately,which means grandmother which indeed she is one,chuckled from the kitchen.She muttered something about 'just like when she was three' and went about the morning bustle.I stomped around the house like an angry bull snorting and raging madly.Then it slowly came down and I realised I just looked stupid screaming my head off.I knew Mummy,Ummar and Ammumma were secretly sniggering away at my irritability early at seven.          ...

Appreciation is indeed candy for the ears.I was working on the Teacher's day programme last week and while surfing online for some quotes i came across one that struck me. " The deepest principle in human nature is the craving to be appreciated," an observant James Willliams had said.I for one never felt apreciated at the right time for the right thing.I have felt slighlty put out on such occasions and though I have not voiced that feeling openly anywhere I always thought it most unfair. A few weeks before my auntie Alice had called.She wanted to talk to my mother but she wasn't home at the moment.She then asked how i found my new school,friends and studies.I think I gave her the general idea when i said i wasn't doing that well and had found just a handful of trustworthy friends and that teachers had their own pets.Auntie Alice always had lots of kind words and advice for anyone in distress.She has told me a a little story.There was a boy who failed a ...

It is the holy month of Ramadan.I heard the rest of the family at the table taking their early breakfast to keep them strong till dusk.I did not get up.I had proclaimed yesterday that i wasn't going to fast today because i was down with a flu(hopefully it's not the swine flu.hehe..or even if it is it may help to develop an immunity toward such horrible diseases).I rolled over and fell asleep.The next thing i knew was my mom yelling,"She's taken the car and gone!" "WHAT?!" I sat upright.'She' was my elder sister. "I have sent Omar after her.I'm dialling Gogo ..," Mummy said pushing the buttons quickly.Okay then it wasn't that big a catastrophe then.I hoped nobody else had the same idea as my sister,going out for a ride in their already-once-crashed-brand-new car ,at the crack of dawn.I imagined her stuck at the top of the sloping terrain,at the end of the lane wondering how to manoeuvre the vehicle next.I did not want to spend m...

If you're joining in kindergarten things are so easy to get along with.You're your silly, small, innocent,forgetful, cute self.So nobody has a problem with it because everybody is more or less the same at that age.A little fight over some silly thing is forgotten before the day ends.That way it's so convenient to get along with the other kids.Its pretty fine till you've reached teenage.It's funny how things go so horribly weird around this time.I don't know about other teens but I get really conscious when among an unfamiliar crowd.So far, going to a new school has been most terrifying for me.I gathered the following over the past 3 months about things you can,can't,should and shouldn't and won't be able to do when you're new(if you are a girl): 1. You just won't be fully satisfied with how things run in this new place.I kept comparing my old school to this new one and realised i had been living in heaven that just looked like hell. 2.Don...