Moi Yesterday, Today and Tommorow

A year ago on a whim I started my journey in unchartered waters.. I had too much time on my hands and fancied myself a writer , so I started a blog! To be honest I have a basic instinct in me shared by many Indians I have observed. The quality of being inanely competitive. We don't think, we just jump into the competition and do our best at survival, we have been born with this inherent quality. So when I figured that so many people (I knew) blogged, just for the sake of competition I began to blog too. What started as a whim triggered by competition, soon turned into an obsession and addiction. Then slowly the newness subsided and it turned into a more healthier hobby.
I started by bribing advertising and torturing people - friends and family alike to read my blog. I began every conversation with my blog url. I hardly ever chat. I have avoided going online (I do go on as invisible sometimes) since my college days. But suddenly people found me online with the yellow smiley beaming on the side. And I would call friends out of the blue to talk over the phone.. only to mention casually my blog! I distributed candy strips with my blog url on it... people just swallowed it without looking. On July 4th I ran a runner on a chopper just before, after and in between the fireworks! I distributed flyer's in the mall.. Printed the url on paper napkins and .... you get the drift! But now I am struck by complacence. With a complete lack of humility I expect people to read whatever I care to scribble here (Let us not delve into the fact that since this attack of complacence my readership has fallen drastically!)

So now I have finished that one year of blogging and just gone over the 100 mark... and I have been struck by the lightning bolt called humility on this occasion. So finally after all the nonsense about the origins of this blog, I now thank all of you my fellow blogger and the others who manage to read this far and yet stay sane! And especially all the mommy bloggers with whom I share the solidarity and the sinking knowledge that we are all in the same boat (So as to speak). I have always been uncomfortable about internet stranger friends, but bloggers are different. I find their blogs have an entity of their own and that I seem to know and identify with the blog entities well enough. Alright now before I become teary eyed and sentimental like the Indian movie heroines.. I am going to stop and just say THANK YOU for reading and putting up with my momentary (/permanent) lapses of sanity!Now what better way to celebrate this than to do the tag specially designed by K3. She seems to have designed it especially for people like me who love to ramble on.. So here we go
The tag:
Two questions in each category answer them and then tag your friends from the blog-o-sphere. (Simple enough right) Leave a comment on their blog letting them know they have been tagged and you are all set.

Yesterday (Kal)
Your oldest memory
What were you doing 10 years ago?
Today (Aaj)
Your first thought today morning
If you built a time capsule today what would it contain?
Tomorrow (Kal)
This year ….
What do you see yourself doing 14 years from now?

Yesterday:
My oldest memory.. entering into the world with scrunched up eyes screaming at the top of my lungs .. My mom smiles and thinks I am the best thing that ever happened to her. Her changing life did not flash before her eyes and no she did not think of asking my dad to take the baby away so she could sleep. That was me at my turn, drugged and sleepy!!

Well back to reality.. my oldest memory is a time in Kinder Garden (second year - UKG). I was playing on the jungle gym and I must have tried some lousy tricks with my uncoordinated body for I fell and bumped my head. I think there was some blood too. My teachers sent me to sleep with the LKG (a year younger) kids (The older kids never took the afternoon nap). I was mortified and embarrassed to be sent to the younger class.
Later my mom decided to use this embarrassment against me! So when I faired badly in the test. 9I am the only kinder gardener I have even known to get lousy marks in Kindergarten. All kids get 90's in kindergarten I got marks in 50's and 60's.) Anyway my mom decided to scare me and said I would have to remain in the same grade if I did not get my act straightened up! But the embarrassment had passed and I declared "good then my classmates would call me akka" (didi, older sister).

Ten years ago... I was in college.. probably conjuring up yet another hair brained scheme to torture our lecturers. Or doing one of the following during a lecture.. passing notes to each other, drawing (pointed hands on every page to represent PTO, portrait of the teacher, or a yawning mouth - my favorite pictures), writing poetry, reading some romance novel or writing in my diary. We were a group of busy bodies for sure!

Today
First thing in the morning - sleep? Thats the only thing I think off when I get up kicking and screaming to the sound of the alarm.. when after tossing it around and hitting it a few times it still wont shut off.. Or I am being kicked out of bed by the little imp who climbs in every morning and throws me out!!

Today the little imp is making playdoh creations. Here are a couple!

(The second one is a one eyed monster - notice the light green eye and horns , the monster also has a mush and a beard!)

My time capsule - can I fit in there? Its a time capsule and not a time machine? What is the point really?

Tomorrow
I am going to get a life!!! That is in the top order of things!!

14 years from now? No I don't want to think about it.. not teen years please!!!
Passing on the tag? Vish, Raysh, 2BM - why don't you give it a shot?

Coming up - Elephants and Poodles!