Although today the day started out rather slow, I feel like I have not wasted or I dont plan to waste it anwyay....I went to bed last night at 6! Yesterday after bowling in the evening, we decided to go for a movie..However, since Ranit and Gaurav left...it was only me, Somas and Nisha...we went to see Four Feathers...but unfortunately went late for the show...we ate at Ruby Tuesdays before and the food was not particularly good...we came back after we realized that we missed the show...then we came back to Ruby Tuesdays for dessert...and had some really nice 'chocolate tallcake'...

none of us were in a mood to go back to sleep...so we decided to go bowlign yet again..it was a lot of fun actually and then we were just surfing the net for a while....i called pooja to collect a tamil tape from her that somas wanted to watch..so we got that and went to nisha's house and watched most of it...but it was around 5 and we were all pretty exhausted...so we headed back....i got up at around 12 today..and came back home..had to walk from Folk to the Midtown MARTA station but had my walkman so it wasnt that painful...then came back and went for my music class..now just back and blogging....i will try to finish some important thoughts i had before...since i am kind of in a blogging mood now.....

first of all...i will start of with where i lived when i was young..and the places i have visited, lived in and so on....i was born in madras (chennai), india in 1983...after that i lived in bombay (chembur) for 7 years..my memory of Bombay (now known as Mumbai - god knows why) is very limited..i remember i went to OLPS (for 2 years)..and enjoyed waiting in line for the pani puris..but thats about..even though i lived in Bombay, we used to visit Madras for almost any festival or vacation so I have more memories of Madras than Bombay..and the fact that most of my relatives live there also makes it easier to recall certain important moments....at the end of 2nd grade, we moved to Melbourne, Australia...this was a very big change for me...and for the rest of my family...i distinctly remember not wanting to leave India...i dont remember why....but i was vehemently opposed...and its not like i had a lot of friends..i dont remember how many i had actually...and cant even remember what i used to do then during my spare time...but i still developed a fond attachment for that place...

after finally moving with my uncle in Melbourne, i still remember i didnt like the place..everything was different..the people, the accent, the climate, the fast paced life...and even people's terminoligies..i remember in my 5th grade class..i was telling them about brinjals..and they were like what the heck is that"..eventually finding out that its known as "egg plant"...however, i guess i started liking the place because my cousins were there...and after going to school and getting into the routine of things, you start to adapt to the way of life more easier....however, our stay in Melbourne wasnt for very long...soon after, my dad transferred to a company in Brisbane....this city was rather boring because it was less populated..and the indian population was far less....the only important thing that i remember in Brisbane was, i was on a TV quiz show..which was quite exciting....me and my dad were on it - the show was called "My Generation" and was a quiz show about general knowledge, and finally which generation is better..and of course i won....that a was a nice feeling...but then after that...i dont remember anythign specific in Brisbane...we used to go this place in the city - SouthBank Parklands..i had a few Bosnian friends and one friend from Peru but thats all i can remember now...i really liked my school...Coorparoo (an Aborigine name) signfying the calling of a pigeon ...i started piano classes here and also stamp collecting...learned to rollerblade..and now that i think of it...i think it was one of the first times in my life that i went on a roller coaster (Gold Coast)...so i guess those years were pretty important for me..I even remember being told that i was going to leave Brisbane and move to Sydney ..where i would have to travel to school on a train...it seemed to be such a big ordeal...i guess Sydney - being the huge cosmopolitan city and all ...was a pretty big thing ..especially when compared to Brisbane...kind of like Australia's own version of NY city..so we moved to Sydney..and it was nice..i liked Sydney better than any other city in Oz simply b/c it was much more livelier, fast paced..and a "happening place" to be ...my school was nothign great..didnt really know the people well..and kind of just went there..made very few friends..kind of knew people..but never really knew an of them well...then it was more of being responsible kind of stuff that i had to deal with...buying furntiture..settling in...looking for a house..i remember actually being interested in real estate..and looking out for new houses because i just wanted to live in a house...have my own room..and be like a normal family...i guess the fact that we were on the move nearly every 2 years and even in the respective cities that we lived in...we changed at least 2 times..i was kind of sick of travelling..and moving about...it felt...nomadic i guess...so i guess thats what got me more motivated...seems scary now..a 14 year old...looking out for houses! ...but i got really into it..and actually helped my dad find the land in Sydney to build our house...i really became fascinated with houses..and house hunting..and remember that we used to go to many display homes ..trying to find the right builder..it was a very fascinating experiencing...

We eventually bought a house in Sydney's westeren suburbs...and it was a very nice house....and rather spacious for a first house...but even that was short lived...within a year of living there..my dad told us that we were moving...and not even for a moment did any of us think of leaving again and moving to the US. However, before i knew it ...we were winding up in Sydney..and off to Atlanta...it seems like just a few months back that we were living in Sydney...and i dont know..i can still recall the trips to the harbor..and the downtown...and the opera house..and the whole experience of it all....but now its ok..i guess i can alwasy visit Sydney sometime...

Moving to Atlanta was one of the hardest and most interesting changes because it was at a point in my life..where I was kind of aware of my surroundings...and even though I had enough experience moving about..it was kind of different...yet similar at the same time...we left Sydney in May of 1998...(i realized i would miss the Sydney 2000 olympics and was quite dissapointed because i had visited the construction site several times and whenever we had relatives would tell them about the new changes being made to it...but never got the chance to actually see it being complete)....anyway, went to india..and came to Atlanta during the independence day weekend (july 4)...we were in an apartment complex in Alpharetta...and i can even remember