TURNI TURNIN TURNED 30

              It was Nov12,1978 4 a.m 21 mins(image is the hospital i was born in that hills) - a foggy, cold morning..and there was a cry through the hills  surrounded by thick forests and tea plantations -  the voice of that noice was me "SK SARAVANAN" and that cry baby was "crow baby"(what some people repeatedly told how i looked like)  and it is Nov12,2008..here is that cry baby now unluckily in  Singapore completing another decade to turn 30.While there are several ambitious,inspirational plans asusual and telling myself from today i will do this that blah blah......I definitely have some different plans this time , planning to revisit my left-behind ambitions and work on atleast some of those - wishing myself to work towards it with dedication this time for it to give me a return......

                      One thing i will definitely   do is to improve this blogspace alongside..it all started with Joyful , Adorable , Natural , Admirable .  .  feeling and i want to continue...thanks to the inspirational author......

                    I say unlucky in singapore as  i feel the need to getback to India fast in the current economic conditions,even the regular pastamania chef doesn't seem to enjoy the siutation and my presence here...the last time when  i went there he made it 'super-spicy' that it was "Rain and tears thru my nose".............my friend in Delhi asked me yesterday "how does it feel..your thoughts??"...well last sunday with excitment i had a post dinner quick bite of orange-choclate creamy biscuit,a bar of kit-kat and a nice sugar coated donut,,,so the answer  to him is  i wish it remains sweet 30 - while i bite the donut let the sugar coat bite  my cheeks ..and the sweet remains hidden in the dimple..well i cannot comment how "special" this year might be on a different note as i don;t agree with the practices...will be interesting to c how i tackle that....

But my mom tells it was quite an  incident ..unexpectedly..well before the due date(a month or so) with  my dad posted in a place with transport scarcity or no connection hill station(imagine 1978) ...they were lucky to get a taxi which came for somene's function and was parked to leave the next day ..something like that... they managed to pick that to be dropped at the group garden hospital some 20 kms through the hills.......else she said it was scary without any transport in the forest and they were really worried how to reach hospital..at that time...thanks to that taxi....