aalutamaa: May 2011

31.5.11

Kumunibu!

“My name is Nivida Lamichhane. I live in Kathmandu. I have a family of 6 comprising of my Grandparents, Parents, my sister and I.”

Starting off the typical kindergarten way, I am here fussing about growing up with a sibling. Well, not exactly fussing but sharing with you the pros and cons of growing up with a sibling, let me be more specific, an elder sister.

I was born on a cold day in winter. I don’t exactly remember how I looked when I was small or how people behaved around me but I do remember that my sister was a brat and she disliked me from the core of her heart. Why? Well, obviously she wasn’t mean to me throughout my life; she was insecure as a child. Seeing a small cute baby in her mother’s arms when she was still a baby herself! 4 and half years elder to me, while growing up, she bossed around me demanding me to do things and I was innocent enough to listen to her. Well, I was not that innocent & I did steal pleasures of biting and scratching her in every chance I got. I worshipped her as she was the learned one and I trusted her and chose her over my parents any day.

As we grew older, in between the millions of fights that we got into everyday, we shared a relationship that was not just bounded by the same blood group but much more. Even if one of us went for a night out, we made sure to call each other at least once to confirm that they were doing well. The rivalry still remained there- every time she sneaked be it for sneaking into my wardrobe or cuddled with MY mommy – well in fact all the time! The nonstop arguments we had when she wanted to listen to romantic Bollywood songs while I wanted to do some head banging on Metallica. Sharing the same room was fun and horrid at the same time. Living with a monster under the same roof bound within the same walls got us into fights- YET AGAIN- for no specific reasons! I clearly remember one incident when she nearly killed me because I threw her nails away. Not what you’re thinking nails that she had cut and were just ready to be thrown. Later she told me that they were for her Science project. (One hell of a liar)

My sister was a messy person and maybe because I was young, I kept my area of the room clean and tidy where as her side was no better than a junk yard. I was an awesome cook and helped my mother in the kitchen, did errands for her and what not? Well, I might be boasting a little but common, I was the good daughter here! Anyways, after my sister was done with her Bachelors, she opted to go to London for her Masters. BAM! There you go, yes, I cried like anything. Anything here means everything and a lot. I secretly sobbed in the loo when I thought of her leaving me all alone with my horrendous mother. All of a sudden she seemed horrendous and scary! I had never been alone without her. EVER.

Sometimes when we have the same hairstyle by co-incidence! :P

Well, she did go and we skyped everyday! Video chat was our only string of survival. She showed me what she ate, what she bought, her friends and I tempted her with momos. Seasons passed and it’s been a year she left and we still skype but not as often as we used to. This past year I realized that my sister was like a habit to me. I love her more than anything! Not to forget that I love the occasional gifts she sends me EVEN MORE! :)

Muahhahhhaa (Evil Laughter!)

29.5.11

Red Pouts!

I have ALWAYS loved red lipstick. Ever since I was a small girl, I used to watch my mother open her mouth wide and apply lipstick that looked so good on her complimenting her flawlessly white skin. And, whenever she was not around, I stole them and applied them on myself and even on my Barbie dolls! She was not aware of it until she spotted one of my snow white teddy bear’s nose smeared with red lipstick. Well, after that, maybe you have guessed the rest of the story right if you ever tried to put on your mother’s make up. She trashed me and warned me not to come near her dressing table again. And so the story ended here until I was a teenager.

As I entered teenage, I was wild! Whatever my old television set showed to be “in fashion” I tried it out. But I never took it outdoors be it out of shame or some stupid reason I had back then. The most visible try outs were lipstick. Just like when I was young, I sped to collect all of my mother’s lipstick to try them out.

The story with lipstick started when just like the early childhood days, I tried on my mother’s lipstick when she was not around and yes, it was red lipstick. I took a few pictures and uploaded in my facebook. The responses were really good! My friends thought I looked different while my family members thought I looked exactly like my mother. Right then, the trend of cherry looking pouty red lips was totally in and I didn't fail to follow it.

However, after wearing red for over 4 months on my lips, i grew tired of it! Now, i find it a hassle! Be it a trend or whatever, as I think of it now, I realize that it was so difficult to team up clothes and the Red lips together. I gave up on converse- I cant live without them- and so many other things! So for now, this article is probably a goodbye to my Red lips!
I will meet you soon enough after a few years! :)
Bye bye red lipssss!!

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Kisses!

28.5.11

Picture Perfect!

Here I am, updating my blog almost after a month!

Where was I?
Well, i was travelling to the Plains of Nepal for my new job!
YES, i am on TV! :)
That sounds fun! and it was! Very much!

I am too bored to write more about it now, but will do more of it later!
For now, just enjoy the pictures i took! :)