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Oh..the world..

2010-07-18T05:12:00.000-07:00

Every pair of eyes that i stare into, i dont see a human being, i dont see a friend, i see a competitor. Everything is being commercialised, from friendship to motherhood. Sometimes, even parents and kids become competitors. Does this lead to a positive change?
I have a mixed answer, an 80% no and a 20% yes.
Competiton when taken in a healthy manner is good.
But otherwise..?

The negative shades of competition that are being assumed have resulted in increasing the amount of pressure to the already existing one. Right from kindergarten the child is taught to "gain marks and get a good rank". If they fail in doing so, they are compared with the ones who succeed. What must be going on in those little,innocent minds?
This trend continues throughout one's life-after school, after college, during work and after retirement.
Has this provided the world with any peace? No!
It has produced only more disturbed minds. These disturbed minds become the decision makers and worsen the situation.

That glorious day in NGIC

2010-01-19T23:46:00.001-08:00

date:I dont remember
Venue: Narayana AC campus,4th floor,Sai datta arcade,Himayatnagar
Time:6:00 pm
Everyone rushed into the class after having tea in the corridor during the 5 mintue break.
I,Gauthami,Ramya and Shiva Yamini occupied the last four seats.
Gauthami and Shiva yamini occupied the front two seats...I and Ramya behind each of them respectively.
Now its time to tell me a short flashback
Date:The same day whose date i dont remember
Time:1:15..during the lunch break
venue:Same...actually 5th floor...S2 class...
Gauthami brought her Voice recorder to class...
The girls made me sing songs and recorded those songs in it.
1.Ey hairathe-guru
2.Preminche premava/munbe va-nuvvu nenu prema/jillunu oru kadhal
3.Mayya Mayya-guru
Everyone clapped and all....:P:P

Now back to the present time...
So we occupied our seats...And Mishra Sir entered the class...It was a study hour...
So everyone quietly opened their books and started studying....
Then it started with shiva yamini{shiya...as we used to call her}....
She was bored and reached her "Satchu point"{6:00 to 8:00pm...was called satchu hours...saturations hours...}
so she asked gauthami for the voice recorder...It was with me...
So she asked me for it...Before i gave it to her...I asked..."Operate cheyadam ocha...??{Do u know how to operate??"}..."
She said..."nannem anukuntunnav.....naaku telusu le..."{what do u think i am....i know everything}
then she switched it on....and instead of decreasing the volume...increased it to the maximum...
"Ey...hairathe aashiqi....jagaa..aa.... math"....my voice sang....!!
Everyone in the class gasped and turned around...
Shiva yamini didn't know what to do and how to operate...Mishra sir looked at us from a distance....
She pressed some button...the next song played....
"preminche premava....oorinche oohava...."
everyone laughed...i put my head down...hid behind gauthami and started laughing badly...Ramya did the same....
We asked shiva yamini to sit on it so that the sound is compressed...But she dint...She tried passing it to Ramya...who dint bother to take it....
The guys started shouting "SKY....SKY"...{well if im not wrong....They were teasing shiva yamini and SK"....
All the girls turned back and were laughing their heads off...!!
I was scared....the next song was mayya mayya....
I remember that the guys nicknamed some girl as mayya...So i dint want that song to be played...
On time...Ramya took that voice recorder from shiva yamini and switched it off....
Mishra sir came walking slowly to our place in the corner of the classroom...and looked at us...
We were scared that he'd complain to subbu or RK...but he dint:):):)

Oh my!!!...What an evening that was...!!

A Day in GNITS

2010-01-19T20:40:00.000-08:00

Its 8 in the morning...and my dad's shouting at me..."Kutti....bus poidon....{The bus will leave}..."
I rush towards the gate...and as usual...i forget to carry the keys...
My mum rushes behind me asking..."water bottle pettukunnava?{Did u take ur water bottle?}"..
"Tiffin pettukunnava?....dabbulu unnaya...?{have u got money?}..."...
I quickly tell her "yes"...{without listening to her questions}...and "bye"...
Then i walk to the bus top...holding my dad's hand...{like a lil girl}....
On the way....dad asks..."do u realise how badly ur discipline is shaping...?"...
I don't answer and send a "gud mrng:)" SMS to my gang.
Before I can even think of an answer...an old man...{whom i refer to as thatha}....sits in his garden and waves out to me and dad....and sometimes indulges in a useless talk like..."ammayi tiffin teeskelthunda...?{Does the girl carry her lunch...?}.."
And then i reach the stop....the bus is yet to arrive....and my dad finds time to continue his lecture...so he says...."u should practise music early in the morning....and everyday....not occasionally..."...."Every evening u r either chatting on the phone or in front of the system....Do u know how much im paying for ur phone bill...?!!blah blah...."
Like an angel...my driver uncle drives the huge bus...and stops in front of me...
I say "bye baji..." and im off.......
Then i check my phone and find "gud mrng:)" replies from manasa,vy and andy...occasionally sumedha and madhavi...
Then i call up vy...and our chat starts....."good morning....watchu dng.....what did u eat?...what did u wear....??"...blah blah...LOL....
At 5 past nine....my deathracer driver uncle safely drops us in college....
I get down and visit the stationery shop to get my phone recharged...'xerox uncle' wishes me "good morning amma..."....then promising vy to call back after i reach class...i hang up...
On my way to class i search for sumedha's bike or car...If i find it...then i search for her...If she's not available...I go to class...
The class...at this time...is usually empty...but even then...I go occupy the last bench beside the window...:P
I find 2 or 3 classmates scribbling assignments or notes or observations or records.....and then realise that i've got to complete it too....
Then when i sit down to write....i say..."Picha Lite...!!":P...and open the window to try to find sumedha in her class....Then i call vy again and start talking again.....slowly the class starts filling up....
And its time for the first class....just then manasa sms's me...."Nothing To Display"...the msg reads....
i reply.."yup"...and then our girlie chat kicks off.....
and then its time for lunch....
Before anyone else from my class can even leave....I get out...and msg manasa..."cme f near d benches..."...And then i sit there on the bench...looking at people...till su.manasa and maddy arrive
These 45 minutes pass on in a jiffy....
The same it is with the second half....
In class....I and sirisha keep chatting on the paper...Sadhvi..."the good girl"...listens to the class....With vaishnavi sitting between me and her...who always keeps waiting for the class to end...{like me}...
And then its 4:15....the class ends...
i msg manasa..."im dne..cme f near bikes":P
And we go have pani puri....tease maddy about 'HH' for a while and my bus starts at 4:40...
My deathracer driver uncle...honks and honks till everyone gets into the bus...and whooosshh....we start off...
And I either switch on my Ipod or talk to Vy...while msging my friends....
5:40 i reach shenoy nursing home....and walk back home sulkily....my freedom ends here...:(:(:(....
No matter how boring the day is....I look at mr.hanuman from outside the temple and say "thank u:)"....
because i love my college...by college i mean....my friends....:):)...
They fill in colour to my black and white life...:):):):)
Love you all....!!

Three Idiots

2009-12-29T00:00:00.000-08:00

A movie of a lifetime...Enjoyed every bit of it...
It made me a little guilty at the end...coz right now even im planning of an MBA after my engg....hehe...
Aamir was at perfection's peak...Madhavan...who usually is a greek god...disappointed me being a "geek" god...sharman joshi was awesome...
and the surprise package was omi...chatur ramalingam....
Saw it with a bunch of my best friends.....and came back with a bundle of memories...[:)]

The feeling of hatred

2009-12-12T21:06:00.000-08:00

I never knew what hatred is, untill i realised that I was being hated.
Hated by someone whose overwhelming love,earlier,irritated me at times.
One incident changed it all...the tone in which we both converse...the daily hug has vanished...poof!!
How much it hurts me now...to think that we will never be the same again...
How much it hurt me when she said..."I don't love you anymore"
Eventually,I realised, that it is all part of life...Some people love you while the other's don't.
All I have to do now is to learn to love everyone...even those that hate me....

Happy birthday Dad

2009-12-10T16:55:00.000-08:00

Like the ocean,deep is your thought,
You are the most valuable asset,I've got.

Like the earth,your support held me still,
You wiped my tears and became my energy pill.

Like the infinite sky,you protected me with care,
Joy or sorrow,regret or repentance,it is with you that I share.

Like the air,you filled in all the empty space,
And taught me how much effort it takes to get to the first place.

Like the fire,you showed me what a burning desire is,
Baji,to me, you mean eternal bliss.