To continue to tell about me... Presently I am leading my life doing a tough job which is a housewife. Dont dare thinking that i am just a housewife. Bringing up a child and at the same time looking after my husband and my house is one of the toughest jobs that one can do.

Megha reminds me of my early days when ever she does some mischief. Itseems I was equally naughty when I was of her age. And that would get multiplied when three of us, my elder sister, my twin and myself, come together.

Two of my sisters are my best friends I can ever have. Three of us die for each other. We have wonderful parents who brought us up with lot of care and love. They always encouraged us in all walks of life and laid a path in front of us which lead to a bright future. My mother is an incarnation of love and what do I tell of my father. He is just great! He takes such sharp decisions which never turn wrong. He is brilliant. One thing that cannot be digested is that he is an engineer and so good at mathematics, but three of his daughters are a mile away from maths. Isn't that stupid of us?

I was born to Mr Sudhakar Gupta and Mrs Rama Devi on 9th of March, 1978.

I am proud of my dad. He is presently Additional General Manager at BHEL, Vikasnagar. He took birth in a small village called Marella which does not even have basic facilities to lead a normal life. He had to work very hard to come to this position. He fought with all the hurdles in his life and was never discouraged. To tell about him in one sentence, HE IS GREAT.

My mother, an incarnation of love. She is simply superb. Her family is her world. I bet there wont be any person on this earth who will love to hate her.

And what to tell about my elder sister, Anu Radha. She cares for us a lot. She is just a perfect sister that one can have. I speak to her daily and if a day goes by without speaking to her, I feel something missing.

Anu is married to Mr. Ravi who is a software engineer and presently staying at San Fransisco working for Netscape. Office happens to be his socond wife and that might be the reason of his success in life. By the way he too has his site on the net and why not know more about him from himself.

HI FOLKS! I AM RAVI

Do you know something...somebodey else accompanied me when I was in my mother's tummy. And that's my twin Bindu. She is 7 minutes younger to me and 0% different from me. She thinks like me, she behaves like me, she speaks like me, she dresses like me and last but not the least, she looks like me. Yes! she really does look like me. Oh! she is such a sweetheart.

Bindu's life partner is Mr. Suraj who is a lecturer and presently staying at Hyderabad works for one of the top most colleges of Hyderabad. And for him house happens to be a college as he has to do his preperation for the next day classes like Ravi for whome house happens to be an office.

OK. Why not start from my birth?
I was born at KURNOOL, A.P. but then brought up at HYDERABAD, the city of my dreams. Oh! I love Hyderabad. My parents enrolled me at St Ann's High school where I continued until my 10^th.

But school was something not for me. I developed interest in studies only when I joined Intermediate where I was given a chance to choose a subject of my choice, which is Accounts. Probably I hated school because I had to study maths.

I have passed out my SSC in March 1993 from St. Anns High School, Secunderabad.

I did not want to waste my summer holidays in just spending all my time in playing and watching movies. So I decided to learn typing, and have done a short term computer course. I then completed my Typing Higher as well.

I have then enrolled myself in Gauthami Junior college, Hyderabad and chose Accounts as my main subject. I completed my Intermediate on March 1995.

My next step was towards Graduation in B.com. which I have done from St Ann's Degree College for Women, Mehdipatnam. This came to an end on April 1998.

While I was in my second year of Graduation I enrolled myself in a computer course from Aptech, Ameerpet. It was a diploma course called Higher Diploma in Software Engineering and that was a two year course. So after passing out my Graduation I continued with my computer course. I was handed the diploma in 1999.

Do you remember that I have a twin. So it is obvious that she accompanied me in all what I have done. SO you could as well read as "WE" where ever I have written "I".

Now is the time when we chose different fields. I have chosen MBA and she has chosen MISCA.

In the same year I have written I year MBA exams through Ambedkar University which is an open university. Unfortunately I could not continue my course as I had to go to Bangalore with my husband. There came a fullstop to my education track. But my sister, Bindu, successfully completed MISCA. Anu Radha, my elder sister, is rather an intelligent nut. I personally feel that if she would have chosen Maths in her career she would have had a brighter future. But she has chosen science instead of maths to fulfill her dream to become a Doctor which she did not.

After attaining my graduation my immediate step was in search of a job which most of us think of. I started up by accepting a small job of Data Entry. Then rose in front of me was a job called Medical Transcription. Believe me, it is a very interesting job. I am sure if you as well do choose it as your career, you will not repent on your decission. But then I had to leave it as I said before I had to leave to Banglore.

There came a dot to my unmarried life.

Finally the day had to come. There were about 12 people around me. It was nerve cracking. Every body were looking at me. I was tensed. They started asking me different type of wierd questions. Are you not understanding...let me make it clear. They all have come to see me so that if they like me they would want to add me in their family... are yaar .. pelli chupulu. I was not knowing what to do anything more than feeling shy. Everybody else except the boy came that day. Might be the boy did not like me because he and his father came a few days before. But there was no news from them. This was the second time that his relatives have visited again. Again there was no news. Then suddenly one day they told my dad that they wished to visit for the third time. Again I was in a saree in front of all of them.. this time .. the number of people who visited was comparitively higher. It was like a final exam. The boy's father asked me what was my height. I answered him saying I was five feet. Then another question rose in front of me from him. He asked me then why was it written five feet two inches in the biodata. I did not know what to answer. Do you know what was my reply. I said the broker asked my father to add that extra two inches. He started laughing. Now was the boy's turn himself to raise a question. He asked me what was the job that I was doing. I said, I am working as a Medical Transcriptionist. Then he coolely said "It might be easy to get through this job." I rose my voice and made him clear that I had to go through three interviews and two tests and what not to get this job. Then what next.. he got a clear idea that I am good at arguing.

Atlast it was time to declare the results. To my surprise I passed in the exam. They all liked me and that day itself I was engaged. The next day he came to my office and asked to come out along with me. I was very nervous. I told him I have to ask my parents. I know they would never allow me to go out with him before marriage. He changed his expressions, but then gave me permission to call up my parents. I went into the reception in my office to call up and speak to my father. I dialled the number. My mother lifted the receiver. She asked me the reason for calling. But there were many people around the phone. I did not tell anyone about my wedding. Atlast I dared to whisper and asked for permitting me to go. Being a typical Indian housewife she said that dad had not yet returned from office and that she has to ask my dad before saying anything. But atlast agreed. When I came back and told him that I was allowed. He felt happy. At the same time he was tensed. He was even sweating. I was equally tensed. But we had a good time.

A series of Phone calls started. It is true that there were phone calls but neither he nor me did not know what to speak. Through out our conversation one word had to repeat all the time and it was not I LOVE YOU but it was "INKENTI" (what else). We spent two whole months with phone calls.

And what else, the date was August 27, 1999. The time was 9:30 and the mangalsutr was atlast there around my neck. A new name entered in my diary. Do you remember his name? He is Sreenivas. A down-to-earth man. My hero.

Every woman has a desire that along with a good husband good in-laws are also important. I am lucky in this matter. They all love me a lot. They have three daughters who got married. So they look their daughter in me. They really do treat me as a daughter. My father-in-law is a retired lecturer and presently facing the problem of boredom, but trying to conquer it. And my mother-in-law spends her time in serving him and let me tell you she is a sweetheart.