"Crores of loss due to floods in __________"
"Hundreds die in blasts at _________"
Such headlines are commonly seen in today's newspapers and news. A peaceful village or town is hard to find these days. Be it natural disasters or man-made destruction, there is always something happening in the life of every human being. We blame it on the leaders, do we ever give a thought to our lack of responsibility. Do we ever think of making peace with our hostile neighbors? What people need to do is to learn to build relationships and nurture them with care
It is because of the mistakes that we do today, the future of our children is in danger. We have to blame ourselves for the depletion of natural resources, extinction of several wild animals and birds and absence of internal happiness in our lives.
We come into this world empty-handed and when we leave we take away nothing. Then why do we fight with each other over land, water, money, borders and other things natural as well as man-made? Destroying things will not give us real salvation or happiness. Redefining our priorities and working towards achieving them in the need of the hour. Helping the underprivileged, the unemployed and the illiterate would give us immense satisfaction. So let us teach people to teach others importance of self-realization and prod the world towards the greater good!
Friday, December 25, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
HASTA LA VISTA
Maybe this is the last December i can be as a student. My life at schools and colleges is almost over. Starting from school, i had always been the talkative person and the most naughtiest in the class. Never was quite a good girl, but neither was the bad. I just went on my own
The day when i entered the college, I was mesmerized by the vastness. I was shocked by the way people commented on you (well this happened only after a few days) right in front of you. The days in the college bus, the days in the canteen, the days we bunked, the day we skipped college for a get-together, the days when we simply sat in the class wasting time, the days we shared our lunch boxes, the days when we slept off during lectures, the days when we fought for stupid reasons, the days when we talked and talked and only talked, the days when we walked in the class late, the days when we sat on the steps starting a new chapter at the 11th hour of the exam, the days when we waited for the RTC bus, the days we spent fighting for a seat in the bus, the days when we foot-boarded, the day when one of our classmate got married..........The list goes on. Its a never ending list. There is no end for such things, such priceless things.
I do agree that there have been the worst experiences in college. But they taught us about how life was. I have a clear perspective of what to expect and what not to. Most of them have also got to know.
Saying goodbye to all these things would be a tough thing. Saying goodbye to the memories would bring tears. So I would like to say HASTA LA VISTA to all those who have been here with me, supported me, liked me, encouraged me, criticized me...etc...i thank you all and at the same time I am waving you goodbye. Will miss you all buddies. Thank you for being a part of my life.
The day when i entered the college, I was mesmerized by the vastness. I was shocked by the way people commented on you (well this happened only after a few days) right in front of you. The days in the college bus, the days in the canteen, the days we bunked, the day we skipped college for a get-together, the days when we simply sat in the class wasting time, the days we shared our lunch boxes, the days when we slept off during lectures, the days when we fought for stupid reasons, the days when we talked and talked and only talked, the days when we walked in the class late, the days when we sat on the steps starting a new chapter at the 11th hour of the exam, the days when we waited for the RTC bus, the days we spent fighting for a seat in the bus, the days when we foot-boarded, the day when one of our classmate got married..........The list goes on. Its a never ending list. There is no end for such things, such priceless things.
I do agree that there have been the worst experiences in college. But they taught us about how life was. I have a clear perspective of what to expect and what not to. Most of them have also got to know.
Saying goodbye to all these things would be a tough thing. Saying goodbye to the memories would bring tears. So I would like to say HASTA LA VISTA to all those who have been here with me, supported me, liked me, encouraged me, criticized me...etc...i thank you all and at the same time I am waving you goodbye. Will miss you all buddies. Thank you for being a part of my life.
Monday, November 23, 2009
HAPPINESS
I never knew that i would be appreciated by so many people for my posts. Thank you everyone who keep reading my blog regularly and keep adding comments. I have been here for a long time, but never actually been appreciated by anyone. My parents don't even know that i keep blogging. I love to write. I love to express my feelings through words. Its d only way i can feel happy. Oh yes there are many other ways, but when i write its like my happiness is flowing inward into my heart and brain. I have found a new found companion that is this blog. My previous post-"Punched Hole", was a story of every girl in engineering. It's just not about what has just happened to me. I think every other girl in engineering experiences this. I might be the only one who has taken the bold step to agree with it and post it openly on a blog. But many girls do agree with me in their hearts.
Recently, I was watching this Disney movie-"Camp Rock". I was so mesmerized by the songs that even i wanted to write something and eventually i wrote up and composed a song "Be Yourself". When i looked at the song, it was mostly about me. Not about everyone else. My attitude has been rejected by people. My was of speech has been rejected. People get irritated because i speak a lot. But, is that a crime for being what i am? I can't change the way i am and people can't get used to what i am. But, i have a serious question for everyone who is reading this. DO YOU ACT LIKE YOURSELF? Do you listen to your inner soul? Are you what you are from the inside? Question this to yourself and if you tell me you haven't got an answer you are betraying yourself.
Be what you are. Be what u can. Follow your dreams. Follow your principles. Because you are one who will be with yourself and no one can stop you from being yourself. Be individual.
Recently, I was watching this Disney movie-"Camp Rock". I was so mesmerized by the songs that even i wanted to write something and eventually i wrote up and composed a song "Be Yourself". When i looked at the song, it was mostly about me. Not about everyone else. My attitude has been rejected by people. My was of speech has been rejected. People get irritated because i speak a lot. But, is that a crime for being what i am? I can't change the way i am and people can't get used to what i am. But, i have a serious question for everyone who is reading this. DO YOU ACT LIKE YOURSELF? Do you listen to your inner soul? Are you what you are from the inside? Question this to yourself and if you tell me you haven't got an answer you are betraying yourself.
Be what you are. Be what u can. Follow your dreams. Follow your principles. Because you are one who will be with yourself and no one can stop you from being yourself. Be individual.
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
PUNCHED HOLE
A hole has been punched through my chest. The dialog seems familiar, but its like it has been happening to me. An year ago, i was probably the happiest girl. Had everything a girl wanted. But, an year later, I am the saddest chick on planet. What is that could have changed my life so drastically.
Two and a half years ago, i had two best-friends, who dumped an year later for better friends. When i was founded by another friend, who cared for me, who spoke with me, comforted me with his words. Six months ago i was dumped by him too. I was devasted. It was when i wanted him the most. With no one left i turned to some one who could heal the hole that he had punched. The friendship that has been developed between us is something that no one can fill. No one even tried taking his place. When the girls left me, I had him to fill their place. He took their place like no one did. But, eventually i got dumped, this time no one there to fill that place; to fill that hole that has been punched. Did i ever make a mistake that people go on dumping me? Is it something with the way i speak that people dump me? All the people i trusted, i wanted to be with are no more with me today. I do have friends, but those who just understand me outside, but not the real me inside.
I couldn't face my two best-friends even in my class. I tried to avoid, cheat and even bitch about them. But, i couldn't do it. I still want them back and probably they are unaware of what i am thinking. I do have a best friend now, miles and miles apart, who doesn't even raise his voice when its my mistake and i start shouting. I do have a best friend for whom i am not her best friend. I do have a best friend who has a huge crush on me. I do have a best friend who keeps hurting me without even realising he was. I do have a best friend who thinks I am jealous and selfish.
Living a life that has been a failure is something i have achieved today. I am quite happy with my present life, though no one who really cares, no one who really damn cares. Will i get dumped by the three best friends remaining is the most exciting part to watch out for!!!
Two and a half years ago, i had two best-friends, who dumped an year later for better friends. When i was founded by another friend, who cared for me, who spoke with me, comforted me with his words. Six months ago i was dumped by him too. I was devasted. It was when i wanted him the most. With no one left i turned to some one who could heal the hole that he had punched. The friendship that has been developed between us is something that no one can fill. No one even tried taking his place. When the girls left me, I had him to fill their place. He took their place like no one did. But, eventually i got dumped, this time no one there to fill that place; to fill that hole that has been punched. Did i ever make a mistake that people go on dumping me? Is it something with the way i speak that people dump me? All the people i trusted, i wanted to be with are no more with me today. I do have friends, but those who just understand me outside, but not the real me inside.
I couldn't face my two best-friends even in my class. I tried to avoid, cheat and even bitch about them. But, i couldn't do it. I still want them back and probably they are unaware of what i am thinking. I do have a best friend now, miles and miles apart, who doesn't even raise his voice when its my mistake and i start shouting. I do have a best friend for whom i am not her best friend. I do have a best friend who has a huge crush on me. I do have a best friend who keeps hurting me without even realising he was. I do have a best friend who thinks I am jealous and selfish.
Living a life that has been a failure is something i have achieved today. I am quite happy with my present life, though no one who really cares, no one who really damn cares. Will i get dumped by the three best friends remaining is the most exciting part to watch out for!!!
Sunday, November 1, 2009
WHY I ENJOY READING
There is nothing much going on in my life presently. I was reading "The New Moon" of the "Twilight Saga" all over again. And it made me think for a while about my life. In the novel, Bella is confused over her own life about her feeling for her Jake. She thinks about her and my favorite classic story "Romeo and Juliet". She thinks about what would have happened to Juliet if Romeo deserted her. Instead of marrying her, if he had left her, just because he lost interest, what would have Juliet done. Would she marry Paris just for the sake of her parent's happiness? Thinking about this it gave me a thought, what would have happened if Alice didn't see Bella jumping off the cliff. Would it have been "Jake and Bella get married and live happily ever after"? Would it have been the same crazy best-seller as it is now? Would it have been the best movie ever made in Hollywood? Would it have wonderful actors and actresses starring in it?
No. It wouldn't have. That was a story. In real life, there is no happily ever after, as Adam Sandler points out in "Bedtime Stories". But, there are happies, which only last for a moment or two. This is the reason why i am attracted a lot to novels, stories with fiction, fantasy, romance, action, mystery, adventure and all the elements of life clubbed together. But, people rule it out as craziness. I love reading because what's happening in the novel doesn't happen in my life. It might happen, but not what is happening in the book. A book has to end, as has to life. A book ends in a few pages, but life ends after many long years, but still it ends. That is why i enjoy reading. I love to stay in the world where no one can bother you. I just wish i was an element in one of the story. I just wish i could be there and do what they can.
No. It wouldn't have. That was a story. In real life, there is no happily ever after, as Adam Sandler points out in "Bedtime Stories". But, there are happies, which only last for a moment or two. This is the reason why i am attracted a lot to novels, stories with fiction, fantasy, romance, action, mystery, adventure and all the elements of life clubbed together. But, people rule it out as craziness. I love reading because what's happening in the novel doesn't happen in my life. It might happen, but not what is happening in the book. A book has to end, as has to life. A book ends in a few pages, but life ends after many long years, but still it ends. That is why i enjoy reading. I love to stay in the world where no one can bother you. I just wish i was an element in one of the story. I just wish i could be there and do what they can.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
MAHATHI'S DAY OUT
23rd october became a memorable day in my life. Ritesh, Irphan and me had an outing. It was meant to be a educational trip but was rather like an adventure. That morning i asked both of them to arrive early to college, since we had to go to RCI and also since both of them come very late...yes much later than me. But they reached college by 9 and i arrived at 11. Then we got our records corrected. Both of them had to redraw some block diagrams in Microwave Lab record. After they got their record corrected, at around 12 we started back to Mehedipatnam and from there to Telephone Bhavan and from there to Koti. By the time we reached Koti it was 2 and we were hungry. Irphan was all about reaching late and didn't let us eat, but instead got a juice for each of us. From there we reached Midhani at about 2.45. From there, after getting sun burnt for about 20 minutes, i finally asked some auto drivers there who asked us to take a seven-seater instead of a bus, which comes rarely. Finally we reached our destination at around 3.30. When we reached there, we weren't allowed inside since we had no refernce. So we were coming back when the defence stores truck dropped us half the distance (so filmy naa). Walking a furlong we came across an old lady with a flock of sheep. We were so mesmerized with the scenery that we moved to the sheep frightening them away. We walked and walked talking about how nice the RCI was from outside. When i noticed something that Ritesh crossed. And it was a SNAKE!!! He was so shocked for around a few moments, thanking God again and again. Then we got a seven-seater which dropped us till balapur x roads. From there we came to Santoshnagar had brunch. Then Ritesh came to drop me till Koti (Irphan deserted us). He made sure i got a bus and went his way. After a few minutes in the bus, an old man boarded the bus, his wife who was sitting beside me wanted to give him her seat. I politely stood. Halfway home, i was cursing myself for offering the seat, my back was hurting. I reach home and collapse ending the day with a dinner with family, watching TV and smiling inside.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
EXTRACT OF MY STORY "CHRISTIE AND SID"
“For God’s sake, just think about the kids.” Shouted Mr. Grint when Christie opened the door.
“I’ll take Anna and Mark with me. They are my kids.” Said Mrs. Grint with her hands folder. They were deep in conversation and obviously they haven’t noticed that Christie has reached home and was listening to them.
“Christie is your daughter too!” Mr. Grint said angrily.
“She isn’t my daughter. I only adopted her.” Said Mrs. Grint. Christie dropped the shopping bags. They fell down with a thud. Mrs. Grint turned around to find Christie there.
“Christie, go to your room.” Mr. Grint passed an order.
“I need to know what’s happening here dad. Am I not your daughter?” Christie asked her dad with tears in her eyes.
“Indeed you are his daughter. But, you aren’t mine. You are his first wife’s daughter.” Said Mrs. Grint. “Whatever it is, I don’t care. I’m taking my kids with me. Keep your daughter with you. You will be getting the divorce papers within a day or two. I am taking the custody of my son and daughter. I don’t need this girl.”
“Clara, Christie is your daughter too.” Mr. Grint said it slowly and turned away.
“She’s not!” shouted Mrs. Grint. “I had enough of this. I am leaving this place with my children. Don’t forget to sign the divorce papers and the papers regarding the custody of my children when they reach you. If you deny signing them, then it would cost you a lot.
“Mom, please don’t do this. Anna and Mark are my siblings too.” Cried Christie.
“ANNA! MARK!” Mrs. Grint called out. Both the kids came running out. “Pack you bags. We are going for a small vacation.”
“What about school?” enquired little Anna. “And why is Christie crying?”
“Stop asking questions. Pack your bags and I want you here in FIVE minutes.” She shouted. In five minutes, after packing the bags Anna and Mark left the house with their mom saying quiet good byes to their sister and dad.
“Dad?” Christie called out softly. “Isn’t she my real mom?”
“I am so sorry my daughter.” Lamented Mr. Grint. “Clara is your step mom. Your mom or rather my first wife died in childbirth with Cancer when you were born. It was then that I married Clara. Your mom’s younger sister. She was ready to adopt you as her child. I never told you this because I felt you needn’t know. But, I think I made a mistake.”
“I’ll take Anna and Mark with me. They are my kids.” Said Mrs. Grint with her hands folder. They were deep in conversation and obviously they haven’t noticed that Christie has reached home and was listening to them.
“Christie is your daughter too!” Mr. Grint said angrily.
“She isn’t my daughter. I only adopted her.” Said Mrs. Grint. Christie dropped the shopping bags. They fell down with a thud. Mrs. Grint turned around to find Christie there.
“Christie, go to your room.” Mr. Grint passed an order.
“I need to know what’s happening here dad. Am I not your daughter?” Christie asked her dad with tears in her eyes.
“Indeed you are his daughter. But, you aren’t mine. You are his first wife’s daughter.” Said Mrs. Grint. “Whatever it is, I don’t care. I’m taking my kids with me. Keep your daughter with you. You will be getting the divorce papers within a day or two. I am taking the custody of my son and daughter. I don’t need this girl.”
“Clara, Christie is your daughter too.” Mr. Grint said it slowly and turned away.
“She’s not!” shouted Mrs. Grint. “I had enough of this. I am leaving this place with my children. Don’t forget to sign the divorce papers and the papers regarding the custody of my children when they reach you. If you deny signing them, then it would cost you a lot.
“Mom, please don’t do this. Anna and Mark are my siblings too.” Cried Christie.
“ANNA! MARK!” Mrs. Grint called out. Both the kids came running out. “Pack you bags. We are going for a small vacation.”
“What about school?” enquired little Anna. “And why is Christie crying?”
“Stop asking questions. Pack your bags and I want you here in FIVE minutes.” She shouted. In five minutes, after packing the bags Anna and Mark left the house with their mom saying quiet good byes to their sister and dad.
“Dad?” Christie called out softly. “Isn’t she my real mom?”
“I am so sorry my daughter.” Lamented Mr. Grint. “Clara is your step mom. Your mom or rather my first wife died in childbirth with Cancer when you were born. It was then that I married Clara. Your mom’s younger sister. She was ready to adopt you as her child. I never told you this because I felt you needn’t know. But, I think I made a mistake.”
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