prologue

Name: Sajeetha
life is for living, need i say more?

*loves:
the family, him, them; my friends
anything arty farty, the literary arts, theatre
dolphins
travelling, always unfolding something new
dining in places with ambience to kill for (it's a hobby.hah)
r etail therapy
all things indian
enlightening conversations
candles
angels, fairie,pixies, gnomes, smurfs(br>

*loathes:
the one who stabs u in ur back
death of dear ones
all that flies or has wings
the complications of all types of relationships
not knowing
those who try so hard to be me

red/purple crumpler bag
new urban male jersey
new birks
that oh-so-gorgeous watch from esprit
that beautiful converse bag
a white i-pod nano
that new dgital camera which screams buy-me!
the bikini from billabong
a new pair of funky spectacles
truckloads of best-selling novels
a whole new art materials collection
a new wallet that fits the enormous card collection of mine

nady,the sweetie pie
vicky, the blur sotong
charlotte,the doctor in the making
sivanes, the smart-ass cuzzin
LV, the gorgeous pearly
sarah, the clubbing chica
sujatha, the indian actress look alike
nadia ameera, the lost pri sch mate who was found
lynette, the sports fanatic
hemma, the evil twin
vanessa, popular for all the wrong reasons

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"Is life any different now that you've turned 21?" asked a friend of mine, over coffee last night. That sentence set me thinking deep and hard. After a while, I told her that nothing much had changed except for the fact that I've learnt to think with my mind rather than with my heart these days..
She looked at me, amused, scrutinising every detail on my face to detect any tinge of insincerity in my answer and went back to savour her last bit of frappucino in silence. That gave me a min or two to reminicise the last 20 years of my life.

Saisajeetha Palanisamy. With a corporate world prominent father & socially connected mother, I had been handed a life full of imperial expectations. The offsprings of Palanisamy must maintain a respectable image. I'd practically learnt that from the crib and from the day I'd become a teenager, my life had been packed with dad's formal parties and picnics. I'd learn to float through difficult situations w/o even thinking, like a young swimmer who'd learnt complicated strokes by watching her parents cut through the water for years.

When I finally turned 21, less than a month ago, my mother had bred me to understand the expected protocols of the debuntante ritual - what to wear, what to say, how to act like their daughter...

For what, for whom, I haven't gotten the slightest idea but something tells me they're simply preparing me to give me away to some man they think will deserve their precious daughter. Sounds scary cos I've never felt so threathened about life till this very second. Now that I'm 21, everything looks and feel so much more real. The whole world seems to be breaking free around me and I want to break free too. To find a little wildness inside me before it is too late and I'd become trapped in a life of polite routiness..


I ponder too much abt my life and where it's heading don't I? 21years and I haven't changed a single bit. Sad...

Sunday, September 11, 2005
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