The Blog Post No: 500

I have been moving towards this milestone, the five hundredth post on this blog for some time – there was a time when I thought that I could get to five hundred posts only while combining all my blogs together, but here I am, as The Tea Cerebration(s) has achieved that figure. I have been thinking about writing about a movie for this special occasion, but then I felt that I should stick to the personal side with this post. I really haven’t watched that special a movie for some time; so lets take this one back through the memories.

Lets talk about the awesome people I have met in the last one year or so. At a time when I was wondering what was next for me, the blogging fraternity has always been there for me – I am thankful to them for the same. I have met a number of my fellow bloggers, all of them at Cochin or Delhi. I have met a lot of people already from online communities, and last one year for so, has been special. I have met some of the most amazing people in these times, and I have been a lot of happy about the same.

At Delhi, there were four other bloggers for the conclave, as the winners of the writing contest on The World Remade; I met Arvind, Shoma, Shreya and Yogita at Taj Palace Hotel, Delhi. It was the best of times – I also met Mayank from India Today there. This one might always be my biggest win ever, and the only time when I have met so many bloggers at the same time. It was also one of the most interesting journeys of all-time, with the chance to see all those celebrities in person, and also to wander around the city as a tourist. I really needed a reason to visit Taj Mahal, and finally, there I was, with the suitable reason.

It is good to have an identity - we don't always get to have one.

I was surely left with the feeling that I missed meeting so many other bloggers at Delhi though, with the chance there – maybe there is another opportunity on another day. Life has the ability to provide you with second chances, as I have felt and proven at many points of my time-line of existence. Well, hope has got wings, right? I am sure that we have read that somewhere in a poem. According to Emily Dickinson, it had feathers, I guess. It should never cease to exist – there were many situations when I thought that I was done with blogging, but here I am, with my existence still being there.

On another day, I managed to meet Anoop, at the Ernakulam South railway station, followed by four cups of tea. It was a meeting which was waiting to happen; I was sure that it was supposed to happen some day, and in the end, it did. At least before Batman was to go and battle Superman, it had to happenĀ šŸ˜› At my break between two movies – Paavada and Monsoon Mangoes, I met Ranjini at the mall – with the tea; that was another meeting which was due for so long, of course; well, we did happenĀ to go to the same school at a point of our life too šŸ˜›Ā Well, a fine day is to be chosen for meeting such wonderful people. I was just lucky enough to find the best timeĀ šŸ˜€

I later met Deepa at Durbar Hall Art Gallery in Cochin during the exhibition of her paintings last month; feels good to see such awesome creativity at any time. It was just last day that I met Shrinidhi during his visit to Cochin. I am more than happy to meet such amazing people, they have been directly or indirectly a significant part of my life, as not only have they supported me, but their writings have always been a source of inspiration for me. People look at many fields for some motivation, but I have found the same among my friends – the bloggers about whom I have talked about a lot already.

You can avoid and forget many things, but not the lovely tea!

It has taken me 642 days to get to 500 posts on this blog. I have been stuck at the score of 499 for too long after continuously writing for more than a year, and I am glad to have finally got to this milestone. Sometimes, you feel that you need these scores to make you remember, but there are occasions when you understand that it is all about the ideas and the people, and the records and achievements will just follow. I haven’t been able to blog much in the last few months due to work, but I hope to keep this going, as blogging has defined my life more than anything else, and the impact has surely been deeper than I felt earlier.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Sony Cybershot DSC-W310.

TeNy

Four Cups of Tea

The best incidents in the vampire world have always managed to begin with tea. The reason for this is that no vampire ever wakes up without smelling tea from the sleep or having that perfect tea dream which makes it the only non bloody thing that can be perfectly shared between vampires and humans. It has also eternally kept the werewolves and zombies away because they have never been the people of the tea, and it has been a title reserved for the vampires under the immortal clause 99A-2Z.

Yes, vampires do keep the people away, it has been the twenty seventh super power which they are known to possess. It has been officially recognized in thirteen realms of magic. But it has only did people good because the great vampire team has been mostly angry and none of them has ever fallen in love. They were always beyond that, of a higher existence. Still, there is that girl walking outside. She has been walking around with that phone for quite a long time. Who might be calling her? Vampire Bat finds her to be extremely cute…

Vampire Owl: You are going very far away from the topic.

Vampire Bat: What? Oh, yes. What was I talking about? Yes, the meeting which had the awesome tea.

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So, the Vampire Bat hasn’t been always into meetings due to the same reason. He doesn’t meet other bloggers, even though he has met a few this year as they were brought together by fate. Still, the Vampire Bat decided to get the Yellow Vampire Mobile and travel on it to the meeting point which was many pot-holes and a lot of congested traffic away from his place. But the Vampire Bat knew that the time has come for him to come out of the shadows to enter the list of friends belonging to the living.

Vampire Hamster: Excuse me, Sir Vampire Bat. Do you travel on a mobile phone? Is that the Asus Zenfone 5?

Vampire Bat: What? No! Its like the Batmobile. Kindly stop talking if you really want to hear the full story.

Vampire Owl: Typical question from a vampire apprentice who doesn’t come to the blood sucking tutorials. You please continue, Mr. Vampire Bat.

The Vampire Bat had the meeting with the Man Who Lives, as the world of the undead met the world of the living at the land which is known to mankind as Cochin. Then we made to KR Bakes where we decided to not choose the Puffs with the dead and had Vegetable Puffs in the name of the immortal WordPress blogs. There, we also had four cups of tea and discussed very interesting things like life before death, movies of the soul, Kerala and the Middle East, how to have a job and not to, how the bats and owls are doing in the world of chaos etc.

As the Vampire Bat was once hitĀ on the head with a selfie stick, he made the decision not to bring a selfie here. It was actually an accident, but that too counts. He never really encouraged the selfies even though he did pose on a few occasions just because they were taken and his absence would mean that his immortality had expired. The Vampire Bat has asked Uncle Dracula to declare this stick as a dangerous weapon along with the silver stakes, but that is pending approval from the vampire elders and the Elite Vampire Club.

Vampire Bat: So, my dear vampire team, please say this together with me.

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Vampires [together]: We would like to thank the Man Who Lives, and also all his tranquility for bringing the meeting of the Living and the Undead at oneĀ place where there was awesome tea and Vegetable Puffs.

Vampire Bat: Please note this down in the New Vampire Book of Eternity, on page number thirteen.

Vampire Hamster: As you say, Sir Vampire Bat. I am going to work on that.

***This is the story of my first unofficial blogger meet with any blogger I have known before šŸ˜€ There were no photos taken, and so please adjust with the photos from the Official Facebook of the movie, Hotel Transylvania šŸ˜›

TeNy

The Living Dream

Yesterday was an interesting Friday. I was writing something about my favourite domes related to theĀ church buildingsĀ in Kerala when I felt that someone was moving around in the room. I didn’t check until I had finished writing, and then there was somebody standing with my cup of tea. Well, it was not someone whom I had met in person before.

“I know that you always wanted to meet me. It has been your nightmare” the shadowy figure said.

“Who are you? What are you doing in this room, drinking my tea?” I asked.

“You don’t recognize me? This is so unfair. You get to live through your nightmare and it still feels like you never wanted it”.

“Why do you keep talking about living the nightmare? Who are you?” I asked.

“You have been writing about me on your blog and all of your characters have expressed extreme desire to meet me. Yet you don’t recognize me. It is a shame. I have traveled so long, and you just make me guilty of having left my beautiful dark home” the figure said as it looked outside through the window.

“Uncle Dracula? No, he has been omnipresent. There is nobody from the vampire team. It is you. It is you whom each and every one of my characters wanted to see. You are Lady Death” I finally figured something out.

It is to the insides of Earth that we have to return, for we are dust.

Believe in Lady Death, because she knows how to make you believe.

“There you are. You had to figure that out some time. After all, I have been watching you, along with your guardian angels” she said in a relieved tone.

“But shouldn’t that be a dream, and not a nightmare then? Unless you are here to take my soul to the other world. I have been living a useless life on Earth according to a few people. I hope that you haven’t come to please them” I had my doubts.

“No, I have just come here for a friendly chat. It is boring there at the other dimension. There is so much negativity around. Yes, people there are even more negative than you are. Well, they are dead and I am just throwing people into boiling oil. So, you can’t really blame them for being negative”.

“Why do you boil them in oil? Do you eat them?” I asked a doubt which I had for a very long time.

“No! It is just the most common method of eternal torment. A lot of living humans are also given clues about it in their nightmares. I like it more than the others. It is my personal favourite. I leave the others to the minions and my evil twin sister” she added with pride.

“I have heard that there are contributions from insects, wild animals and unknown demonic creatures”.

“Yes, they also ask for a chance to contribute. You know that we have a tough job to do. It just can’t be done by our small team. So we outsource the punishments of the other world to some of the lesser known demons who work for luxurious one night stay inside the hell fire. They love the hell-fire like you people love an air-conditioned room” she said.

“I heard that the Ninth Circle is the worst. It hasn’t changed, right?” I asked her.

“Yes, my evil twin sister is in charge there. Yes, she proves that she is my evil twin sister with her work there. I like calling her that. It makes me feel so much filled with goodness”.

“I hope she stays there then. What I don’t understand is that why you are here when you can do many other things to get rid of your boredom”.

“Well, I know that it was your nightmare to see me. You know my special skills” she said.

“No, it was my dream, not a nightmare. It is not even close to being a nightmare”.

“In our world, we call nightmares as dreams and vice versa. You can simply say that this is ‘A Writerā€™s Wildest Dream Come True’ for a change” she said.

The beauty of fire on the sky can't be ignored by any camera.

Lady Death is a figure which arrives to compliment the sunset of your lives.

“I understand. You don’t really have the dreams which are not nightmares, do you? So, will you wait for a few minutes so that we can go for a movie together at a multiplex and also have some expensive tea from a mall? Did you watch Mission: Impossible 5: Rogue Nation? Or Premam which is the kind of movie which you won’t get there? I am ready to watch these movies again – what do you say? Yes or no?” I asked while looking for the movie shows at BookMyShow.

I found the shows of the two movies with the best timings, locations and rates. But when I turned around, she was not there to be found. The empty tea-cup was the only thing left. But I was already expecting her to leave at any moment because the world of the dead is a very busy place; a lot busier than the land of the undead. It is actually a pleasure that she decided to come all this way from a land which is not directly or normally connected this world.

Well, what is a bigger dream come true for a writer or a consistent reader than a character he or she loves coming alive? There can be awards, and I love the appreciation, but nothing like one of my favourite characters entering the world of the living. I am sure that at least some of you will agree to this. This is what ‘A Writerā€™s Wildest Dream Come True’ means.

This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.

***The images used in this blog post were taken by me on my Sony Cybershot digital camera at Wakefield and Kanyakumari.

TeNy