Tagged -1st part

Hi all,

Though i don't really agree with tagging, i still go ahead with it. Only because i thought it could turn out to be fun after all.
Well in this first part of the "i don't know how many series are there" i would like to share some moments, which are truly precious to me.
In the Chronological order

1. When my kindergaden teacher slapped me 'coz i was very naughty.
2. When my third language teacher beat me coz i wasn't able to read. I scored the highest during the rest of the year in that subject only to show her that i wasn't a dumb person.
3. The first time, i won an inter school oratorical competition.
4. The time i went and complained to my school teacher that guys aren't behaving the way they should( I still feel ashamed about it).
5. My first attempt at acting. Well it was a very fine day. My house was to perform the last. The play was a hilarious one. We had rehearsed so well. Only hitch was that , the moment we went onstage, there was turn of events and a big downpour. Probably the rain wanted to bless us.
6. The time , when we all we about to return from tuition classes. I remeberd that the one of my friends had my note book. She was ahead of me. Then i did , "the one thing" which all my friends still laugh at. I ran clutching my cycle, while instead i could have just cycled. didn't even realise it. Turned back and gave a puzzled look at my friends. It was only later when all laughter had subsided they decided to tell me what happened. (you can guess what happened after that)
7. This too was onstage, i was onstage singing a solo song. My friend, who was at the end of the auditorium, was making faces. And in front of the all the school students( it happened in another school) i shouted at him. Huh? i din't stop at that. I went right back to the satge and resumed from where i had paused. (I wish that atleast i could have started from a stanza instead of the exact line where i let off).
8. When my teacher sent me to thank another teacher for her timely help. I misheard it as dance. I was in my 5th std i guess. The teacher was with the 9th std students. I just went upto her and said "DANCE" . You could guess what happened after that.(Hey it just shows, i never listen to other people right from childhood :)) I could have stopped at that. Buit then again with an eagerness and curiosity thats typical me , i went and asked my teacher what wasit, and promptly went and conveyed the message to the other one(This time i got it right though)
9. I used to stay back and help my ma'am. I used to carry the attendance register for the tuition classes for students of classes 6th upward. (i started doing this when i was in5th) After school hours. The vice principal was very impresssed with me that , one day he walked to my class and gave me a geometry box( I still have it) for my good work.
10. The first time a person said "I love you" .
11. The moment my best friend's parents let me decide (or rather advice) what course would suit their daughter better. Its one thing to be trusted by friends, but its an entirely different thing when Their parents love yuo as their own.
12. The time a person, whom i really cared about, made me cry, and rendered a sweet sincere apology the very next minute. (We are still very good friends)

Guess thats not in the chronological order..
The list goes on, so many memories to share. Will do that in part 2.
Bye for now.
CIAO

Five Point Someone

Hi All,

I wanted to read this book for a long time. Dunno why, but everybody just kept saying, its a must read. So atlast got to read it. Wanted to write about the book.
Well, for starters, it was a book completely different, in the way it was written , for its "honest to god" account, for its narrative, (absolute , not subtle). Closely knit characters, with no additional complications, a very simple book, but one which conveyed a lot. So accolades to the author who choose to be frank.
As usual with critics, that just the good part about the book. There are two things about the book, that I completely disagree with.
First, its treatment of women, (though not intentional I guess) it kinda portrays "girls are dumb image" well not exactly like that, but kinda like that. i.e. It just talks about the girls being a complete contrast to themselves. To be honest , its true(the part about girls being contrast to themselves), but not in the light manner in which its portrayed in the book.The author can't escape that he's not able to understand girls that's why its this way in the book.That'll be just an excuse. The truth is girls have many things that they correlate together, before formulating an opinion. i.e. Either that or they formulate a opinion without any data. Therefore, from a girls perspective, its completely different, every girl undergoes some sort of trauma, before taking a decision which is considered inappropriate to the surroundings. This is because of the way we have brought up, not just coz they are girls. In other words, girls shoulder more responsibility and are more bothered bout the consequences. They think twice before taking decisions...

Secondly, in the careless way it portrays the youth. Well not careless exactly , but with books like these becoming best -sellers, it will just set an example for all the current gen. True , it does come with a disclaimer, but still certain things could have been avoided.These will become a trend, and the young minds can easily be spoilt. I am not being harsh on the book, its just that I am afraid for the effect this book on the youth. Casual exposure like this, will only increase the curiosity, which could have been dealt in a better way ( I also have to add that, apart from these, I found it an enjoyable, fast read . One book which I just couldn't put down before I finished .And also the author has every right to express what he feels, so I ain't saying he's wrong. Just like the author, I have every right to have my own opinion, that's why I am posting this.)

Well that's my opinion people, you are free to comment..

Till my next post....

CIAO.

Rainy Day in Chennai

Hi All,
Chennai at its best.... So much rain.. Heavenly climate, windy days ....
Cool breeze that makes you float..
Soft wind that rush through your ears ...
The air around singing merry...
Placing a grin on your face...
A long awaited heaven...
At last in Chennai.

I look up at the sky, wanting to throw my umbrella , to dance , to cheer , to laugh,
to have tears of joy running down my cheeks,
Mingling with the sweet rain,indistinguishable from my tears.
Oh rain, how nice it is to see your pouring down,
Blessing the people on the roads,
Tearing the sky, yet opening my heart,
Down you pour , but lift my spirits,
You are crying, but make me laugh,
Washing away the dread , the fear,
Yet reinforcing the hope, and love,
A BIT of you is all it takes to make a HUGE difference...

You make me write poetry, though meaningless,
Makes me wonder what made me turn into one.
I really do wonder how unselfish you are,
To make all people happy, not expecting anything in return,
You are truly a miracle, for my stony heart is melting ,
Rushing down, my defenses withdrawn.............

Gazing and gazing at you, I lose count of time, place ,people -Yes people,
Wanting to turn into one like you,
Having a freewill, yet making everyone smile ,
The moment you pass them..
I LOVE you rain..

Wanting to be like you,
With so much love in my heart,
waiting for the perfect one,
Like how you found thunder,
Longing to care and be cared,

Waiting for the right opportunity ,
I bid adieu , not to you ,but to my writing
Coz whatever I may write will never do justice to you.
And whatever you make me feel can never be repaid back.
Bye Bye rain , And don't rain often
Coz then I will only dream...

The People who have inspired me

Hi all,

This post is a tribute to the people who have influenced and inspired me. Being an egoist , I don't usually listen when I know I am right ,(though politely hear what the other person is saying) but these people have inspired me. Three different people, in three different dimensions.

They have greatly shaped my life....

Here goes..................

The first person is my cousin sister. I was totally crazy about her, she used to be the first person I see in the morning (without even brushing my teeth, I used to go to her as soon as I woke up) She was doing her MBBS that time. I remember troubling her all the time, making her to play with me.Sing with me etc etc. She never complained , was a really sweet person . Infact whatever she did ,was what I considered appropriate. I just wanna narrate one small incident. I was the kinda girl who used to think that sightadichifying is a sin (well now I have changed ) One day when I was staying over at my cousin's place( I was 12 years old that time) I told her, why do people esp girls behave so bad, they shouldn't do that. (well u might be wondering whether she laughed out loud at this-She didn't do that. She just remained silent. And said its only natural at this age) I was so confused at that point , how could my idol , say something totally against my belief's. But since she said that , and knowing that she's the sorta person who never goes wrong , I realized its a natural process. U might be wondering how this influenced me. Don't let ur imagination run wild. It just thought me ,not to have any pretense in life. It's more important to realize that being frank is more important than being considered good by a few people who hardly matter. Take responsibility for your actions and BE HONEST TO YOURSELF. There's nothing as bad as self-pretense frank about who you are, don't cheat yourself. Well she thought me that. The incident itself is insignificant. She could have pretended that time and told , whatever I had considered till then is true and that's how a person should be blah blah blah.. But even at that age, she had the integrity not to lie to me for such an insignificant thing. That touched me..

Well goin on to the second person... This girl was my school senior. Two years older to me. We were both in the same house So used to play dramas together .She was the one who really inspired me to be bold, and talk what I feel ,to shed inhibitions.. Infact I feel that talking spontaneously is far easier than speaking a rehearsed one. She was the one who thought me that .(well she didn't teach - I just kinda got the skill from her) An amazing person, she makes audiences spell bound by her speech. She made me take active interest in speaking ,dramatics etc. When she was about to leave school , I went upto her and asked her to fill my slam-book (It's such a shame -these slam books asking people to fill what are their hobbies ,interest ,favorite actor etc etc) Instead a plain paper would suffice and carry more meaning . Well I was young that time so gave her my book .She just wrote this ,though I have more friends much closer than her who filled my book -this one stands out-coz it touched my heart "she wrote_ Dear prathiba , you are cute. Love to have a sister like you. The fact that she would have wanted me as a sister was really overwhelming. (and that too she cramped this much into the tiny space that was available). That was the second person.

Coming to the third , this girl was my college senior, three years older than me. Bubbly and undying enthusiast ,she was ever ready , always a sport , who just loved to make millions of friends. I was glad that I was one amongst her friends in my batch.. (though I was three years younger than her, she never treated me like a junior) And also , her sister being a designer ,she used to wear these amazing clothes ,which looked totally cool on her started taking interest in clothes only after seeing her so beautifully dressed...Just by speaking to her , her enthu caught on me. However tired I was , speaking to her used to revitalise me. Some people really do have that charm (people say that I do have that- but I don't like to brag about it) Well she inspired me, thought that happiness is in me, I can be happy if I want , its the power of the soul , and the mind that influences things.

All the three shared a common trait, they were all honest to themselves, frank ,and had integrity .(No back -biting ) And also all three thought me all this without even saying a word about it . They simply were themselves ,which was why I liked them so much. And they also thought me that being ourselves is more important , Personality traits can be changed according to the benchmark, but personality and the character that defines the person should never change. Simply being ourselves is being great . I owe it to them ,who let me learn in my own way ...... Thus letting me be myself.................

Well then till my next post

CIAO.

One true love

Hi All,

Well this time , i am gonna write about one true love, that happened (thta i happened to witness in my life). Unlike most i would like to say i was really CRAZY, mad about my one true love. It was my CAT . U know what i did to the cat i loved more than my life, i killed it, yes i killed it.I killed it mercilessly, and the guilt that i carry will exist beyond my grave too.
Rewinding the past, nostalgic memories rush throug h my head ,
Unable to forget the MIOW , unable to forget its cute smile ,
Which used to lift my spirits, whatever position i am in.
It was a cat so NOBLE, (infact i hate to say it was a cat a cat so noble, making its end a finality , a certainity in my life) People might wonder ,even laugh out loud that i am calling a cat as noble, but it was (it was my cat, so it couldn't be anything less , i suppose-- Well this too is one of my mokkai's). Well it had that nobility , and selflessness that even humans fail to have at times. Well i will tell u bout the love story ...........
It started when i was a kid ,when i was in my 4th std i think .My cat staryed into my house. I loved it the moment i set my eyes on it.It was pure white , with a Biiiig bushy tail which it kept fluttering and scuttling around always ,showing off its beauty.(will upload my cat's pic later).
We were good friends , all my worries used to vanish the very instant i set my eyes on it.
Coming to the love story , after long , my cat found a girlfriend (another cat near my place). Well since we loved our cat , we used to feed the other one too. Here's where my cat's nobility and selflessness is shown.The other cat used to hog, it was a glutton ,but we never used to mind. Infact, after eating its share , it used to come to my cat's bowl and start eating. Guess what my cat used to do, IT WILL MOVE ASIDE AND MAKE PLACE FOR ITS GIRL.
Amazing, and if something's left over , after the its gf's finished eating it will eat ,otherwise jsut used to remain happy. So noble,so pure it was. Guess what happened after this, it's gf ditched it.She left him.My cat used to wander around the terrace, looking for the trace of its ONE TRUE LOVE. But
"aval parandhu ponnale
En cattai marandhu ponnale"
It didn't eat for a week. And it stopped looking for a girlfriend after this incident.
Well coming back to the present ,i said that i kiiled my cat. U know how .....
We decided to construct a new house and move in there. But cats are loyal creatures. they are afraid of entering a new place unknown to them. So however hard i tried i couldn't make my cat come to the new place.So it chose to remain in the old place. It died two months later, due lack of care. I hate myself for killing it. I sit around and enjoy at my new home ,while my cat is dead.
Whenver i look at his picture , i feel its imploring ,just asking ,questioning me "why did u leave me" .I feel so bad, it was my dear, my darling , a soul i loved so much , and yet let go.
I had said that if
" u love something let it free , if it comes back to u ,its love ,else it was never loved"
So didn't i LOVE my cat. Why should it be this way????? Only thing i have decided is never to have a cat again in my life .Its the last i could do for u dear (though knowing u, i konw u wouldn't want it that way),my dear dino.
My mind full of memories ,
And heart full of pain,
CIAO--- till my next post

Do love marriages work?????

Hi all,

Its kinda become like a signature ,me greeting saying ("Hi all") n me signing off saying "Ciao". I happen to like it.So trying to make it a routine.

Well forgetting that n coming to the topic of the blog, Do love marriages work?????, or the topic should have more like do arranged marriages work???? It would have been more apt, i guess.

Well for starters ,most of the people i know come to me when they are in love, nn ask (they have made me the "free consultant" ever ready , always wise and more importantly always nice).Well opinions can be very wrong at times. But its the opinion of other people so i am not complainig(He he he).Well i am again deviating from the topic.

Well coming bak to the topic, when people usually ask is love marriage a better option, i seriously dunno what to tell them, it really depends on wat kinda environment they are brought up in.I seriously feel that when people don't have the guts to go ahead with love ,ready to face any obstacle, (be it parents or society, or caste or creed or money) they shouldn't love.

Coz in the end the suffering which they have to endure as a result of a breakup due to these obvious reasons fro mthe very beginning ,is much more, and much more terrible too. Have seen lots doing this mistake.When a small part of u says that it can't happen, that u won't be together probably u should desist from doing so. Coz in the end u r the loser ,not anyone else. Well there are people who are ready to endure pain too (even its a lost love ,they don't mind)Well those are hopeless cases not to be taken into consideration. Well so if people have the guts to go ahead face all for love, then people i feel u can. Otherwise don't, u will end up hurting urself and ur loved one too.

Ok coming to arranged marriages ,do they work???? Well actually, we make them work, irrespective of whether its really compatible or not, because we have been thought to do so from the very beginning. N frankly ,without knowing anything bout a person how can we marry him or her. What if they r tottally unlike someone we are expecting all along in our life. Happens right ???? Yet we stick together coz its the way we are.(its actually a shame,but in a way its good too) .N hey differences only make us individuals. Otherwise we'll all be clones in the vast of humanity. Well we are prepared to make arranged amrriages work ,regardless of whether it really works, So why don't we try the same wit hlove marriages.

Probably ,we can accept a person unknown (read:arranged marrige) to be non-ideal, and we can accept them not being Mr.Right ,but we somehow cannot digest the fact that the person we loved is not Mr.Right (or miss.Right for that matter). its because we always feel that they are the one for us, born to marry us, and can't envision anything second without thier presence felt.

So whe nthey fall of short of our expectations (or atleast we come to realise only later that htey fall short of our expectations) we cannot accept that. After all they are only humans ,and its totally beyond most people's capacity to feel otherwise.

Well this is how i analyse it to be. So all you people waiting to falll in love, please think twice, and if u r too sure ,go ahead ,and allthe best .Let success be your loved one's.

Well then ,till my next post,

CIAO.

Importance of being independant

Hi all,
Huh, this time its different.I have a topic to blog about.Unlike my other blogs this has a purpose.It's something that i feel strongly about. It the most important aspect in a person's life.
Independance-- Well i am not talking about the indian independance or liberation of a kingdom, country or whatever. It's not about democracy(thats another topic bout which i think), its bout the liberation of soul. The ability to think ur own thoughts ,the freedom to voice ur own opinions (irrespective of the consensus). Just because ur opinion is not the commonly accepted one doesn't mean that u should change ur opinion to suit that of the mass. Its crazy, when we think something ,After thinking that,after the thought took shape ,colour and pattern, y should we change it just because other's don't agree. Aren't we pretending ,by surrendering without any shame to the mass of common views, destorying our integrity in the process of doing so. Aren't we dragging our soul according to the manipulation of the public. I think we do.But we don't happen to realize it.We don't REALIZE that we are destroying our SELF in the process. Maybe i am being too harsh while saying this , but i know or i feel i am right. N its my opinion, (my opinion cannot be wrong to myself ,if it does ,it was never my opinino iin the first place).I am not saying that we shouldn't change our opinion ,we can but the decision to do so, must be prompted by us ,not by the consensus. Infact that too is our own opinion , i am not saying that we shouldn't be influenced by society , but what i am saying is that ,in the end,its our will, our thought ,our decision that should guide us .Ofcouse these can be because we belive that something or someone else is right, but definitely not because ,the society feels that we ought to think so.
Its about liberating the soul. Its the mighty power of self .Thats what i like most ,total self control.Any person with total self control, will be a true leader, the greatest of the greats, an inspiration to others, an idol, a king, a true and complete human.all of us i think should try to do that, we should be our masters, not hte soiiety.Ofcourse people who are able to achieve this may tend to become totally selfish and apart from controlling themselves will try to control the society around them. But wanting to do so, itself a sign of weakness, a sign saying that power is in vcontrol of them and not viceversa. So this is what i write now, but my strong views on independance sure doesn't end here.
Well thats it for now.( and i apologise for my previous blog , i completely failed myself that time, its a pathetic attempt to blog , n all that .But hey its my blog so i can blog anything.)
Well then CIAO
till my next blog...........