Mums know best

Dear All

There are no other words than those of my sincere apology to any and all of you who seldom check in here to see what the weirdest species of this planet are up to. There is no other reason for our absence than a simple "just didn't have time" excuse. I know how you must feel. It must be the same feeling that I get when I hear Lalita's answering machine say to me "I am not really in the mood of picking the phone even though I am sitting 5 steps away from it, so leave a message after the tone. Or not, I don't really care" or something along those lines.

So are we now going to be one of those couples who fight and then one of them acts like nothing has happened and go on living like usual, hoping that the other will come around too ? As annoying as that must be, I'll do just the same. Ignorance is bliss !!

We are currently on our second work placements and I am working at a special needs school. I work with some of the most beautiful children and some of the warmest hearts to have been blessed to this world. It wasn't the most ideal place in accordance to my aspirations but I am very glad I ended up here. It has been my honour to see this world in a different light and to realise that love needs no words for its introduction. It is purely in the act, the smile and the way you look at someone. There are angels on this earth in every corner but we are made not to see them. Our loss.

I have been swarmed by extra stress recently which gives me a water-tight alibi that I have not been up to my dark lord-ly ways (I am afraid I am losing my touch). With all my due busyness, I felt that I had to write this blog post today. My mum has left this snow cold city for our warm hometown glory, for three weeks. When she left, I thought to myself "How bad could it be ? ". Turns out very. I am now in charge of everything from waking up on my own to not only feeding myself but also my sisters and my dad. I could almost write a book about my hardships faced in my first week (so 3 books by the end of 3 weeks) but doing that would mean that I had time to breath, which I didn't. Not until now I haven't. The worst part is that I am not even at the liberty to complain about the matter because my mother, that petite little thing with an un diagnosed border line OCD of cleanliness does all of these things all day every day 365 days of the year. I don't think I can actually do this any longer than I am required to do. I have almost started to lose my temper which I have been sworn (on the life of harry potter) to keep under control (we're only into our first week of this un-voluntary social experiment).
The evenings are lonely and the TV is boring without her. No one sings to the theme music of The Secret Circle or suggests that they should put that on before and after every advert break. I have reached the conclusion that mums have special super powers like Clark Kent (because that's the only explanation)
So don't under estimate the power of mums because even with all the crap she gets from everyone at home, she still smiles for you when you want and makes you feel warm no matter how cold it is outside. Most of all she is the very best you've got.

“Some are kissing mothers and some are scolding mothers, but it is love just the same, and most mothers kiss and scold together.”

With love
Emily xx

The art of letting go

When we started keeping this blog we didn't take an oath to write utterly pointless but bizarrely interesting stories about our daily lives, it just happened and there is no real reason why we never talk about serious stuff. There has been numerous times when I (Emily Lake! who else) was feeling below-recommended-excitement-level and was tempted to pollute this wonderful land of happy (crazy) bunnies but I realised that pollution is bad and bunnies are nice (except the one that bite you. Do they bite? I always have this fear that they will bite me. ). However today I feel like we should establish a new milestone in our crazy writer-crazy reader relationship. You'll probably laugh at this but hey! that's what you usually do when you read this blog anyway

So I recently lost my ring ( A real DIAMOND ring.) It was my grandmother's, it was older than I am. Almost double the age and plus some more years. It was her first ever ring and it was my mother's first ever ring and so it was my first ever too. But now I have lost it in the most unfortunate way and have taken away the happiness of the next generation. They will have scarred lives and traumatic childhoods because I lost the family ring. OK maybe it wont be this melancholic but it surely feels like this now. It just disappeared without saying goodbye or letting me know that it's parting ways. Maybe I wasn't a good enough owner or maybe (as Lalita suggests) it has embarked on a adventurous journey of self discovery and will return in about 2 weeks. But I am scared for it and sad. I feel like there should be background music and sad song in this situation like "all by myself" playing somewhere. Oh wait till it comes back, it will be in so much trouble

I haven't coped well with the loss. the ring wasn't very expensive but the sentimental value was humongous, well 45 years worth. Who can out do that ? I looked every where and asked every one but to no avail. I cried for 4 days (including today is 5) and stopped wearing make up( I am in mourning). Some people might think that this behaviour is immoderate and I would think so too when I look over this time in a few years (may be). The point is that some of us aren't the " what's done is done" or the " No point of worrying about it now" types and that's fine. My mother said to me just yesterday " just how will you cope with the loss of a human being if you are reacting like this to a loss of an object " (She is sad its gone but apparently not sad as me). I miss all the times I wore it and thought it made my fingers look longer. I am more sad about losing my grandma's ring than losing A ring.

Everyone registers things differently. So if you are the type who takes everything to heart then fine, do everything you want to do to make the time pass. Cry over things without thinking if they are too small or too big because it doesn't matter, You don't want to have mid life crises due to some repressed memory of losing your teddy bear or blanky. Trust me, I am a psychologist in making. And if you have friends as crazy as mine then they will cry with you, try to make you laugh using weird tactics or even help you find your ring in the dangerous and spiky bushes. And if you still don't find it then, well then the higher powers have higher plans that you are not supposed to know about.

without making this any longer than this has already become

“Change is never easy, you fight to hold on, and you fight to let go.” – The Wonder Years


Emily xx


p.s. um, I ...Shoot, there was something important but I can't remember now

Lalita's money making scam

We all hate scam, don't we? especially when its money making (aren't all scams money making?). And you know what's worse, your own LAKE scamming you into giving her huge amount of money through well trained, well dressed singing birds or ducks in white coats (because we all are suckers for white coats, are we really ?) So I stay at a secret location on Monday nights, the reason for which is strictly confidential (It isn't really. but its fun to say that) and I couldn't sleep at night because my bed is the best bed in the world and I cant sleep anywhere else (That isn't the total truth because i eventually sleep, but it just takes longer) So anyway, Gosh i get distracted so easily , HUH see what I did there, got distracted again
I texted Lalita my dilemma of sleeplessness and she advised me to count sheep or talk to them (which was very weird because she was advising me to speak to invisible sheep !! ) I discarded that stupid plan, BUT THEN . . .

Like L, Like E

I must say that Lalita's last post was the most heart rendering. I was very moved by all that she has said and I believe every word that she had said ( not that I ever not believe her). trust me if she hasn't bought a new shoes let alone shoe, its bad news and she might as well be dead or something ( i don't mean it literally) because if I know her, she can't got a day without buying shoes. this girl has like show for every piece of clothing she has and sometimes she has shoes but no clothes ( I made that part up but it could be true). and i really get what the quote was about, there might as well be no day at all if its going to be without my lakes. And I know we aren't immortal and its all going to end one day but it sure isn't any day soon. I am sure there must be someone in your lives too that is worth being immortal for. because other than that, its not really worth the pain ! Hey, i might as well go to heaven

"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art. like love It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that give value to survival"

and here's something to my lakes

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born"
because they mean the world  to me

No that's only 2 more left, they'll come around
Much love
Emily xx

The extremely summarised introduction :)

So this is it every one, here we go on this insane journey of our less-than-perfect lives, but trust me less than perfect completely works for us.. by the way, by me i mean THE 'E' OF THE LAKE, the one that completes every one, THE 'EMILY', ofcourse the secret identity has been disguised because here we will be discussing quite dangerous things (ofcourse no threat to national security, so please refrain from calling the authorities, government or medical).. us the lakes each specialise in a different feild of ...urmm... er.. lifee.. you could say..

The 'L' of LAKE, Lalita, she is equally important as she 'starts' us.. an optimist.. for us.. for herself an extreme passimist. Both end extreme and annoying but we love her. The one who gets her adrenaline boost from submitting work 5 seconds before deadline. Hates the reality of her age (so please never ask that question) even though she is not that much older than us .. but still.. loves shopping, hate work.. who doesnt. Oh yeah, and the most important thing about her is that she shares the same comments on the evil 1 as i do, but she is the nicer one (in this case ofcourse)
LOVES: Shopping

The 'A' of Lake, Amanda or as i call her Mandy. She'll do anything for a fellow lake. She is the computer genius or so they say! she is also my fellow Gleek.. (by that i mean she watches glee), only one she has got a bigger crush on than edward cullen is CG (we call it more like love..) now CG stands for a cute guy that shall remain unnamed in our stories (even though i have asked his name).. she will tell you every thing you need to know, want to know or wished never knew about our CG.
Loves: COFFEE

The 'K' of Lake, Kathleen. the weirdest one of all.. but also my sister more like soul sister since we look nothing alike. even though i am the most sane one , I too cannot hold on to sanity when around her. She has genres of stories no one would have heard before and I come second to her with illegible hand writing.
Loves: not having to walk
Hates (i had to mention): anything with milk, yes including milk shake

And finally me, well it would not be fair to write about my self so i will let one of my fellow lakes to discuss me when they enlighten you with their texts... well one thing i can say because i will not deny is that i always threaten to kill when I am angry..(ofcourse i will never do it because i am the nice one) and i am always ready to kill the evil one.

EDIT :Now lets talk about Emms ... and like she's already said, she is the "E" in Lake.. the one that completes us (oh and this is Mandy) Emms is a goody goody but also the brave one in the group who is slowly and "innocently" influencing us to be more like her .. note the quotes on innocent :P She and Lalita have an unhealthy obsession with the evil one and yes as you have already guessed.. they named her that :P Emms also likes strange and gory things... just imagine you are going for an eye operation, what will be going through your mind "eww, crap my eye.. omg" something along the lines of that.. Emms thinking is "omg do you think they will let me see it while the operation is in progress?!" So that my friends.. is Emms
Loves: Anything scary and gory

now i feel that you should know who the evil one actually is, so i'll ask 'L' to tell you all about it..
until then .. takecaree.. and embrace lifee... we obviously are trying

From the one who completes them
Em xx