Yess...I'm a Princess!!

Herez d episode that is making me write this blog  after  5 days of the incident,still so fresh in my mind.Here it goes.

I went  for kinda village exposure.I have done lots and lots of workshops and every school that i had visited was nothing less than a success.But,the scenario here in kurnool was altogether different.Of the 5 schools i had been to,2 schools were really disappointing.There was nothing on earth that could move them by an inch.I dint realize the reason or may be i was completely flagged out so did not have the patience nor interest to know.

 Trust me,that was a real bad day...I had been shunting between my toilet and my bedroom ,puking since morning 4 :00 a.m.So i was not so fine with taking up the moderator's role.What so ever.
The ice breaking session was done by Chandu, and he was kinda perfectionist in that.He just got along the children so well....jus so well.I thought that would make my work of gliding to the other sessions lot easy.
Actually the total session would last upto max 3 hours.It was past 3 hours and we were satisfied not bit.The children there seemed so obtuse,reluctant,not so ready.....types.I was vexed.I was still busy puking besides.Chandu insisted me to wind the workshop up.So we planned to  wind up with a quick round of personalised counseling.And......And....................
During the personalized counseling,we hand the students out a sheet,an end line test to capture their info and some basic problem to study their backgrounds.There was this question "What are the problems you forsee to continue your education?"
A girl came and reported"Miru intha chinna place ichi ma kastaly rayamante,em ratamu.MA kastalu talchukunte edupu ostundi akka"
I was taken aback.In so many workshops the same question was asked,no child ever reported it this way.It was kind of shocking.She was surekha
I called the girl again.She dint turn up.How much ever i called her,she dint.Now i moved closer to her.The closer i was moving,the emo she became.When i just held her hand,she cried and cried and cried no end.I waited till her eyes drained off the tears.Then i asked her,what it was like.She blurted out her problems.

They had a kacha house.The father was an absolutly raw piece of shit who used to come home drunk and beat the mother upThe gals always wanted to study but the father used to sell or burn their books.One day,it had rained heavily.The mother was lying on the cot.And the wall fell over her.All the villagers had decided that she was dead,and just then a hand rose from the rubble.And that was her mother.She survived but remained as a piece of mass.And the father,used to beat the mother up crazily and madly and sickeningly.When the mother took to cots,the father got a smoother hand on the girls and planned to sell them off.Then had fixed the rates as well.What a father is he....Damn such fathers.
With intense search in her eyes,without winking her eyes,she asked "DO you have a mom"?I said ,I do.
She then asked me "How does your dad look after you?"
I said very well.
She called me "lucky girl"
She said,her mother wanted her study and grow as a successful teacher.She  asked me if she could ever.I did assure her that she would.She told me that she wanted to become a teacher to teach children like her,the lesson of a life time.I assured her she would.I pray she becomes I made a commitment that if the financial constraints wouldn't support her,i would.For the first time,my gut feeling said,my life would turn satisfied by supporting her life.Its not a baseless commitment i made,a commitment made in full conscience,with my sense of judgement and rationality.


There was another girl who asked me"You are the only girl among so many guys.You have traveled so far where your cry will not be heard at all.Are you not afraid?"
This really embarrassed me.I never faced such question nor did i ever think.I was left blank.No answer.But i was wondering as to why she asked me a question like that.
And a minute later i got my answer.She had hit the rock bottom of her life.She had seen her biological sister being raped by her father.She explains that her sister was left bleeding  on the bed and the father just kicked her off and moved on to another bottle of toddy.
What the f*** was that?
Shame on those fathers.


These girls never want to return to their houses because,they find these schools a heaven,a safer place to live in.
Each one had their own problems.
At the age of 12 they were being so vocal about their problems.Hats of to their courage who have lived through these problems and lived their lives.

Most of the children there,had problems with their fathers.Their fathers drink,beat mothers,kill mothers or the mothers commit suicide not being able to bear the fathers torture,children running away and what not...

I dint realize...the tears started rollin down my cheeks.I dint want to cry.But poor girls,left me no option.
In that tender age,they had seen what they shouldn't have.They had hit their rock bottoms of their lives.All the children there reported their problems not with the thought that i would solve them,but they would lighten their hearts by sharing their boiling emotions that had then found a vent to expression.I slipped into depression,no fear of that,i had my parents to back me up.I wanted do become a support for them.But how long and how many?I wonder if the father will ever stop drinking...i wonder,when a man wants to marry just because he can come and beat his wife up,he very well can marry a rock that would silently bear and one fine day break into pieces.I wonder if the men there just wanted to enjoy their daughters they could as well go to the brothel house and enjoy.I wonder if the fathers did not want to have a child,why the hell did he not use any precautions.
A child is not born because he can be thrown away into a dump.A girl is not born with a sales tag,she is  not born to be sold.
I dunno how do i sound in this blog or what do i convey in this blog.But all i know is that i just wanted to vent my frustration.I just wanted to understand that values don't exist any more.I'm not even sure if these values would ever make any sense to such thick skinned beasts.
Christ!
If you exist,show them a way to live their life happy.Give them a life that is secure and safe.

I was born in good family with all d pretty luxuries in life.I had very sound childhood,educated parents,very nice education and lots of fun and loads of love and tons of affection.
I always called myself a princess!

I have had a sound childhood and everything was in its best for me......Yes I'm a princess and yet  i feel low today.

Joy of Giving Week

Joy of Giving Week centered around Oct 2nd just squared me!!

thought that ,this week shall be a  reviving event for YV that is now dormant.

Had invited the SPOCS of  the so called active colleges,and as expected,all our efforts negated.Same people over and over again.

Whatso ever,It was the 3rd of OCt and in the JGW calender,we were to conduct an event called BREAM BIG in a n orphanage.There were 16 YV vols that day,and trust 16 then sounded a real big number.We supposedly had a strong base of 400 volunteers and of those 16 volunteers seemed really a mamoth number!

The day was pretty well done with,met some new and weird people,had seen how kids were orphaned and lots of other stuff,besides.

It was 4th of  Oct.We were much late to begin the preparations for KArmaYoga Seva Mela.I personally felt,this Mela would be the right platform that has spurred up at the right moment-Thought this would help our YV vols to be back in action and with our project of EHL going statewide,this would be a great place for publicity and to an extent for fundraising.

Myself and Avinash took this Mela,to our hearts and charted out plans and events for the 2 day Mela.For once,we felt the cruch of manpower and the time was jus tickin away.No biggie to guide us,no Buddie to help us.All we had were-Geetha,Avinsh,Aishu,Sai,Kaivalaya and Rohit.
That evening,we got our action points ready-brochures for EHL,Brochures for YV,pamphlets,banners,acknowledgement for sponsorships,videos,presentations,posters,pull up stands.. to showcase our concept and eatery stuff,what to place,what not to place,how to place and lots of other stuff.
4th night was a busy night,a tiring one too...
Had to prepare the brochures apart from the training module that was assigned to me.
Done with my bit of work for the brochures and training,waiting for perusal by the biggies!
Time just swayed to 5th morning and that was the only working day before the Mela.
Damn that!
Avinash was out of his home since 5 in the morning,attended the gate classes and there he was with me at EHL for the preparations for the mela.Poor chap!nfact to get candid to put things straight,whatever work was being assigned,bw it to anybody was finally being executed by Geetha and  Avinash.:((

I was still waiting for the approval for the brochures,the only mode of our publicity for the Mela.and after a day's long wait...it came at 9:00 pm when all the printers and DTP guyz were off to celebrate Dushera.
A busily sick and a tiring day.i hated it for any reason.Nothing on eart had materialised.Damn Damn Damn!!!
And the next day was Dushera.
Everyone on earth (may be) celebrating the festival,with i and avinash connected on fone,through mails through out the day.And here i was cursing myself for having taken up this venture.I was so discouraged by a statement"We are investing so much,will we get enough out of it"This grounded me completely.All the little hope to do it,also got crumpled.
I was apprehensive,nervous,skeptical,afraid,jittery and lots more.
//..What if this wouldnt be a successful venture,i would be screwed,people will criticize and blame  me no end.....//
was what was running in my mind more than a 100 times a second.
I cried! I prayed,Christ!Let me succeed!
All of sudden,this Mela became more important to me than my only sister's only marriage!
Everything else seemed so small then.Deep inside,i was praying,Mela to succeed,whatever has been invested,should be at least recovered,if not running in profits.With fingers crossed,slided into sleep to wake up to the D-Day!
That was 7th Morning.All soft copies for the printing ready.The inauguration was to begin at 11:00 a.m. and we fools thought that we would be able to make up for the event before the inauguration.I had called up the designer to come at 8:00 in the morn and like a sincere student he did.But,fate plays it all,the power went off!Shucks!!
Why should i always be the target of those weird moments!Sob!Sobb!sobb!!!
By the time,we were ready with all are stationery to decorate our stall,it was one n half hr past the inauguration and we missed out the best of the best moments.
The moment we stepped into the club,i was greeted by my DAD.I cut a bloody sorry figure in front him.Guilt was just biting me off.I hate that moment.FISH!
Beyond these dirt moments rested some busy moments in the stall.Although we missed out on the Chief guest visiting our stall,we did have a good number of people visiting our stall.And the whole of the rest of the day,i had been talking talking and talking...so that says it all,that we did have good number of people visiting our stall.

But then again,it was again just 6 of us there!I wished if few more friends were there with me.
Day 1 of the Mela closed.It was close to my satisfaction levels.SO no regrets as of the first day.

It was 8th Oct,the second and the last day of the mela.
It was the day,not of the NGOs,but of the directors and CEOs of the NGOs.And there stood my stall third from the dias,with jus vols.
Chandu,my CEO,had promised me that he would make it up to the stall.Infact Charan also had promised to come.I was more than happy to hear that.Time just went by and none of them turned up.I then became pretty sure,they wouldnt!
I had seen all the stalls graced by their CEOs and directors.And my stall was looking orphaned.:(((
I hate the Nirmaan stall for the very reason that it was being manned by the CEO himself....:X
It was really depressing,no frenz of YV,no Charan,no vikram,no mayur,no goverdhan,no nagesh,none!
I was feeling everything that i shouldnt.
And there was a surprize...!!Ishaan and sowmi had come!
WOW!!!
Luved it!!:)))


And thankfully,to drive me out of this sickening thought came some gentleman,who found some interest in YV  and wanted to know.When i was deep lost,explaining him wt we are,i suddenly saw Chandu coming to the stall!
OMG!!
I just Exclaimed.....Chandu!!!
Unbelievable,Chandu had come,my CEO had come.I stopped briefing up about my org,went jaunty and hugged Chandu!:)))
I dinno wt i was doing.I donno wt Chandu z gonna think about me.....but all i knew was,i wanted my CEO to be there with me,grace our stall ...and there he was.
Chandu...You came and my excitement and energy was boosted my manifolds.Thanx  Chandu.But then,i missed Charan!

Ha....a great,busy day.For 2 complete days i did wt i love the most.I talked,Talked and Talked!:P
All in all....the Mela was successful to me personally!

Special thanx to Avinash,Aishu,Kaivalya,Rohit,Sai, and Shwetha..to have made this event successful!Thanx guyz.More than the Mela,it was the time we shared after the the mela that can never be forgotten.
Thanx JGW to have given the opportunity to have had so many experinces.Thanx so much!

Joy of Giving Week had given me the real JOY!!!

20th

So today is 20th past 8 daz...!!
20th means a big date for me...so todayz post is dedicated to the date 20th!

Its that my first experience with career workshops began in the month of January.

EHL is all providing edu counseling.Why i loved this concept was  because,had i had this edu counseling,i would not have ended up as an engineer.It was a compromise on life for 4 years.What i had undergone,anyone else shouldn't!
So...soon after my final sem exams,i hit EHL office frequently.And all happened on the 19th of May.
I was so hell informally dressed..uff!!Just cant describe in words.And Mayur...The then CEO had offered me an internship with a good stipend.It was just wow!!I jumped at the first go!!!OMG!!Mayur after knowing that Geetha S Prasad is a moving mess offered me an internship...is what is worth a surprised AWW!!:O
My work began seriously from May 20th 2011 and my are of work was fund raising.....an area i never knew,the tactics,approach,diplomacy and stuff.Fundraising is all about raising funds without compromising on your self respect.
I was a set a real big and a huge and an unimaginably big figure of 10Lakhs.That  10 L just kept me awake for so many nights just worrying about how would i raise so much.With a pay comes more responsibility....One month,one complete month,one solid month  it took just to prepare all the materials required for fund raising.and trust me..i did that with all my heart,mind and soul into it.

Office ambience was absolutely congenial,absolutely at home feel.I had Shalin,Ishaan,Charan,Thatha,Lukky,Akki,Mehak,Nagesh,Shrihari,Hari and Mayur as a visitor(hez a buzy man,works in about 4 roles in a day).It was fun being out there.That figure of 10l never bothered me,so long i was with them.I got real close to them.
It was time ticking closer to the 20th of June which would mean,"Geetha,you are done with your internship.Its time for you to leave"This thought just drove me so mad at things,it just suffocated me...!
And finally it was 20th of June...Trust me,my heart was not beating,it was thumping.and then came as a surprise that  meant "Gal! you are in!!your internship has been extended".That moment was  something that i can never forget.(beta.....dil mein laddu foota..!!!,mere dil mein guitars and drums and casios bajne lage...)


Break free.......!!!I was back with my freinds.BAck to work,back to fun,and finally back to life!
The daily self-assessments were supposed to be submitted to Mayur, assessed against the job you were entitled for.I never set out for fund raising,because i just wanted  someone who could train me and lead me by hand and then once i have confidence,i would head it all by myself.Uff...all that never happened.So in my self assessment i graded myself a "C" which means poor. and yes i was because i could not raise a penny!I felt redundant,damp and sick.It was nearing the 20th of July...and this time i was sure...i   would be turned out.I had delivered no productive work at all,not even in the area i was entitled for!

And again a bang on!!I was in!Now that was beyond a surprise....I was redundant,i knew there is nothing i could do out there.What ever!The point is....I was in EHL back!!
I'm an absolute mess,I talk a lot,i love fun,I make a hell lotta noise.In fact I'm proud that "silence please "boards in my office were placed for me.:P:))))
What was even more stimulating was that my focus of work had shifted from fundraising to editor in chief,as i was called formally...:P.I love words,so....This was pretty satisfying a job.:)

Then came lots of events lined up.I stretched beyond my area of concern and started working in CWs also.We had one successful anti-corruption walk.So August was a busy month big time.
August was also a month of "Koi aaneko hai".August 22nd came my new CEO Chandrashekhar Puch,foncly called as Chandu,more fondly called as Puch.:P

The work pressure was ausum.In fact I started discovering new capabilities in me,it woke up all the dormant abilities in me....The structure of our office was to take a real good shape,but then!!It was the 20th phobia again.I'm not sure if i would continue here further or i would be tatfied!:((

I'm still waiting for response.Life was at the edge of the iceberg.But not to fall in pit,i still had a few more options open.I wanted to see EHL bloom,blossom!All I'm getting at is.....I don't want to leave EHL for any reason.

I gotta be waiting till 31st of August to know if i can continue or not

EHL ki mala mein piroyi hui mothi hun......Mujhe tut ke bikharna nai hai...........:(((
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Hi people!!
Its a great occassion writing this blog.Its the friendship day's eve!!
Yippie......
Life is so full of meetings and partings.Some walk into your life,some walk out and some leave their impressions in your life.
This blog is dedicated to my friends.
Its about those who mean a lot to me,its about those whose seconds of spending time wid u jus gives u a reason  2 smile,its about those 4 hum u  crave for their presence,its about those hu caresse and say"grow more",its about those widout hum ur life wud b black n wyt,its about dose widout hum ur life myt b full of deathly silence,its about those hu always keep pulling ur leg be it right or left,its about people to whom a beat of your heart is dedicated.
Wow!!
This is something i just wanted to tell ya guys,that i never will be able to tel ya....

Sushma:
Shez has been a wonderful frend 2 me.Shez just so dumb but still i have 21 years of  great time with her.Shes a lot stupid,a lot idiotic,a lot lazy,a lot crazy........The first time i ever cried was when she was leaving for a camp in  Gujarat for about 10 days.I still remeber that scene in the railway station......OMG!I remember when she carried me all the way to my home wen my tummy was aching badly.I remeber the way she taught me social..I dedicate my EDC mark 2 you gal.Widout you i'd have flunked in EDC!!!
I remeber having shared the lightest of the lightest moments of my life with her but then I have a grave concern that shes gonna walk out of my life and enter someone Else's!!
M gonna miss u............!!
I will not be able to tell ya dis,but sometime hopefully u read my blog,(i noe..u hate reading big n huge article)you'll understand wt u mean 2 me.

Ramz!
Shes has been my friend since my schooling.She is someone exactly opposite me.She likes and loves books and i hate them.She was  a super stud in class n was a super dumb in clas.She was a super favourite of all the techers and i was always shunted out of the class.Shez a girl of few words, and i'm full of only words..I love talking.I never thought i would bind so tightly with her.
I know..i have put you on hold for 4 long years saying i'd meet you sometime......I'm really sorry for that!!
I shall make it up for all that!!
Its time I say Ramz....I really miss out life at  large ,had you not been a part of it!

Sonu:
Thats Veronica David.The first time i spoke  to her was in my 9th class,6th period ,Thursday.:))See i remeber the day....
Shes like mera jeevan kora kaagaz kora hi reh gaya.....:((
She was such a sober girl with no expectations from anyone,just happy  with the things around her.Then i entered her life and disturbed the harmony of her life.:P
For 7 long hours we used be together,talking talking and talking...and then back home at 2:30,have lunch and again stick to phone.OMG!!!what on earth we used to speak so much,i have no clue.....
She has been a very boring girl.But still i say....I love you sonu!The 3 words that speak volumes about my fellings for you.

Babby and Karan:
Guys....We have shared the ausum moments,I swear.Every moment of it is so beautiful.and i miss those days.!!
How we used to discuss about khichdi,Hansa,Rosesh,Monisha Sarabhai etc....
Babby i did have some issues with you...but then realised that these petty issues don't weigh more than the good relation we had.So just kicked it off.I wouldn't tell you this(u know...female ego...:P)I miss every moment we spent!! sachii!
Karan is an absolute gentleman i know .A very very simple guy, a very sweet guy.I never had any issues with him at all,never ever!!
I'm really bad with numbers and it was only me sonu,karan and babby who used to score low in  maths and used to share humara dukh equally!!:P
Kasam se.....We were the krazzy 5!!!
I'm proud big time to say that!:P



I wish i could go bak to school!!!
 Guys....It was you who made me feel at home in a strange place like Vijayawada and make it so happening.Today,this moment,from the bottom of my heart i say.......I cant get you out of my head
It hurts a lot to know that your not here with me all the time.I really wanna be with you
I wish you were here

Manvita:

Manvi...u were just a mountain of patience!I really thank you for bearing me for 4 long years.It was just  so warm having you around me.You did mean a lot to me.I never confessed or may be i can never ever tell you what you meant and still mean to me.You meant a whole big world to me.What went wrong,no clue..but all i know is i lost you.I really miss you alot
I cant even find a word for how much you mean to me
I wish we could be the same again.I really really really miss you and love you
And that whatever happends between us.. youll always be in my heart and
there will always be a place for you in my life Manvi.You definitely might not believe any of these words....but this all i got to tell you!

Shalini:


I knew her since Jan 24th,2011.She has been in my college for 4long years and i spoke to her at the fag end of my last semester!!Whohuuuuu!
She'z  very very boring.She doen't tease nor participate in any usch thing.She loves politics and i just hate it.She is SHALINI MATA:-So full of  philosophies...!!I hate them!!
She loves her country,She is someone whose definition of romance is just OMG kind,who treats "Bol na halke halke " as the most romantic song,whose memory card is full off patriotic songs.I bet you  ask any patriotic song,you find it right in her phone.This is just so unbelievable.and even more unbelievable is that I stuck up with her.Now......that's what i call irony!!:P

Whatever it is...all i say is Shalin...Only I would wish for you to be here with me loving me.... :P
Hehehehe....Dats selfish me!!

Ishaan:
Met him on Jan 24th,2011.He was in a green tees i remember.I din't speak to him at all.I just randomly decided that I wouldn't talk to him anything personally at all.I absolutely have no clue about why i decided that.And I swear i cannot stick to my words.chi....
He has the power to set hearts on fire just by his words.Kudos to you ishaan!!

All my stupidity at its height  has been witnessed by him.:))))
When i fight with him all he gotta say is "Geetha..."dats all.OMG how can someone be so chilaxed.
All day long he used  to be around me and all of a sudden when he left YV...that created a huge void.That left me shatterd.Big word though...:P
He is gonna fly off to Dubai  and I'm gonna really miss you...............
Ishaan i have told you lots of times and still say....I love you like krazzyy!!!:))

Charan:

I saw him first on 24th.Just saw him or may be it would be perfect if i say i just heard him.What a bullet voice...!!!You know....I love guys with a bullet voice.and his voice was far beyond that...don't know what.Actually this guy doesn't need a mike...:P.Seriously.
I mistook him to be someone who is commanding,someone with too much of attitude,someone who tyrannizes.But having spent some time with all i realized is that he is just not what i assumed him to be and he is something much worse than that...:P
He is extremely commanding,throws attitude everywhere he goes, and lots!!!He can never be a diplomat and says anything point blank
I should tell you..that he was the only guy who made me cry....u a record setter charan!!
There are a few words like..."good for you","I mean it" and i dont remember if any....
I have been asking this guy for something and he hasn't turned up with them yet.
Every argument he wins and i lose,he makes me realise am a fat ass!!.But at the end of the argument I'm proud to be an ass..:))
I might know him just 2% of what he actually is(as charan says),I'm happy with this 2% of charan,always pulling my legs,giving me a james bond look,just waiting for a chance to mock me down.....But you know what...i love him like whatever he is!!
I'l dedicate a complete post for Charan sometime later...but for now,i'l keep it short.
I know...he would just laugh this off but charan........

So...this blog is dedicated to you guyz who have made my world wonderful,colourful!!
I'm sorry if i hurt you ever,but thats something i never intended to do.
  Thanks for being,bearing with me.!!!
And pure dil se,sache dil se i say........I love you!!Each one of you is a priceless pearl to me.

Why????

Dated:31/7/2011.

The day i can never forget.This was the day i had met the best bunch of people in my life.

I had been to the Joy of giving week!!!

I had met some incredibly wonderful people who were all set to spread the joy!!WOW!!

I had met Eeshwar,a person from deloitte,also a core member of JGW at ISB for the IDIYA event,just met him at the event,our meeting lasted for just a few minutes.The word JGW just struck me hard.Infact that was a place i wanted to visit since long and that was getting postponed for no reason!!..I hate to say that.!

I was informed the previous night that the JGW meet would begin at 10 on Sunday at NMDC.

Like a sincere Engineering student i was late and reached NMDC at around 11.I  had given him a ring and there he was,to pick me up.

A person whom you never knew,was there to pick you up!!

We reached a residential area full of huge apartments.And there on the second floor we entered a an office.That was the JGW office!

People of different age groups were present.

Eeshwar and Vardhamaan two youngiz from ADC.

Sanjay and his chutku beta champ,jayashree,Chandrashekharan,Thyagarajan!!

There was something captivating about Mr Chandrasekharan,something magnetic that i cant just describe.

So...dats precisely to see that there were people of different age groups.

So far i've only seen the young blood in the big league,not seen any one of the older clan.I was always under the impression that oldies are skeptical about everything,and anything.But i was thrilled to see that Oldies are much more enthusiastic,more lively,more intent that the youth,full of energy.Kudos to that.

We spoke officially for about an hour and then i saw a lady in blue entering the hall.And that was Gayatri Chandrashekharan,a pathalogist,a perfect match for Chandrashekharan.WOW!!

I consider the Engineer-Doctor pair always an ideal one,which they were indeed.

And the meeting again caught the moment and the most important decisions were taken and people then started disperesing.

All who were left in the hall were me and Mr.Chandrashekharan.I spoke about my doubts,my concerns,my apprehensions.Then all of a sudden the coordinate shifted from professional front to the personal one.I got to know that he was a KVian too.I spoke of everything possible,everything.I just poured my heart out to him.

I spoke of  how i was into an Engineering college,how i'm not an engineer by profession,how i was treated at my PG and all the crap possible.

I just had no clue of why i spoke all that,no control of what i was talking.I should thank him for being so patient to  listen to all my crap talk.

I realized that i was just eating their brains out and was about to leave,that was when i was offered lunch.I was invited some 3 times i guess.I just couldn't refuse for they were being really nice and adorable sweet to me.

I hopped into their house.I realised they were Iyers too,but absolutely no where in their house would you find a clue that they belong to the iyer community.!Now that WOW!!!

The dining table was ready.The menu served was Priya mango pickle,an ordinary pappu in a small cerelac bowl,rasam,brinjal stew,bitter gourd curry,curd-The typical Iyer menu.

And then again i started off...................... and spoke no end.Covered all,Lenght,breadth and height and every dimension possible.Lunch Done.

Then we shifted our bases to the sofas,and there i was again talking of my sisters wedding.

I must be crazy.........They met me for the first time,they hardly know me and i was there speaking about my sister,mom dad and attimber!!

Why would someone,busy with their own profession,personal and social life give time to someone so S n S (silly and stupid) like me.??

They were so incredibly sweet,cute,unconditionally loving and lots and lot and lots more!!

They made my day!!I really mean they did!!

Everything they spoke,they did was commonplace just amazing!

Call it,i had a crush on the adorably sweet couple.

And it was time,really to say tata bubye....i hate this.

When i got up to leave,Dr.Gayatri said"Come back anytime you want...Just drop in"

Why would someone say that to a stranger???Whyyyyyy??

A question unanswered but that anyways is better when some are not answered.Its just  a bliss,a feeling to treasure.

I hugged Mr Chandrashekharan and walked  home.

Why would i digress from a professional front to a personal one when talking to someone for the first once?

Why would i stay back after all were gone with a stranger?

Why did i drop into someones house for lunch?

Why did i speak bout all my people as though i had known them since ages??

Why did i hug that lady,so motherly?

Why did i hug Mr Chandrashekharan??

What made them so special??

What makes me blog about them?I meet so many people day in and day out.Why only them??

Whatever the answers  might be,all that matters now is,I just love them.and i don't want to lose them,at any cost.I just have no clue why do they mean such a priceless pearl to me.I revere and treasure them.

I skeptical about the existence of god,but then if he exists all i would pray for now and ever is just let me have them treasured all through my life,never lose such an undefined anonymous yet pure and darling and blissful realtion!!

I might sound silly but these are my genuine feeling deep in my heart,Thats truely me......!!

Ye jo desh hai tera..........

Yet another frustrating day.

India is waiting to see leaders,people who can change the country

people who can give us a promising stand.

People who can give a better tomorrow

People who can change the state and  fate of the country.

People who are real leaders.

There is a huge volcano in us that is building up day by day and that needs a vent.The hearts,minds ans souls searching for answers that can put their apprehensions and worries to rest.All for the country.All for the ultimate goal ti see India rise.

When will this happen?

Will this ever happen at all?

Will the people around us,the corrupt politicians,the greedy and ineffecient bureaucrats and the comatose administration let this happen?

Will we ever find peace?

Questions haunting us,making many nights sleepless and days restless.For so many years now,our people have been talking of change,just talking.Will we ever see this happen?

We say "India is my country".But how many of us  mean it?

How many of the people in power mean that?

Does anyone in the least feel that.That's just the prevarication of the pledge.

We have people in administration who are power mongers,money monger,unscrupulous,unethical.

The rich are becoming richer by plundering the poor.The poor are definitely meant for that.

How many people in power today really mean what they are here for?They are there,because we did not vote.

How many of us really take the pledge to our hearts?

How many of us fell really proud to say...."Sare Jahaan Se Acha..Hindustan Humara"?

The plunderers are here,among us,in our own country,whom do we turn to??They are there because we did not vote.

This system cannot change and will not change

The rich and mighty will keep plundering the poor and weak.

Might shall only be the right.

The country shall continue to be in darkness,or infact slip into greater,deeper ,darker and gloomier darkness.

The politicians are and will be busy in a dog eat dog  fight.

No one shall ever be educated.

Poverty shall prevail.

No injustice shall ever meet justice.

Immorality shall rule.

No child shall ever smile.

No one shall ever be happy.

UNLESS

YOU BE THE CHANGE.

Don't kick against the pricks.BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE.

Ask not the nation what it has done to you.

Ask what have you done to the nation.

Hindustan has two nations

Bharat and India..No country has ever had it.Then why ours?

What the nation is now is a result of the government with a comatose administration and a government that is drenched in corruption.We have to change the face of the country.We have to be the change makers.

You dont have to be the best to change,but to be the best,you have to start the change today.The change has to begin now,here,this moment,within us,within all of us.

 Believe truly in the statement that you have been pledging all through your schooling.Feel it.

This country is ours.It needs us.

You -one individual change ,the society changes.

Tum chalo toh Hindustan chalein.......

Use your rights  as the tool to fight against the injustice.

VOTE-vote for an educated Leader with personified energy,passion and vision.Your one vote can make a tremendous change.It can fight a cankerous leader out and gift the country a true leader.

Let not the country have the wretched fate to see  iteself being ruled by uneducated,corrupt,greedy,ineffecient,and unscruplous leaders.

VOTE:-the power in your hands to choose your government,

The power to give a bright future to your country.

QUESTION:Question every injustice meted out to you.We are not meant for that.Question once,next time he'l atleast think twice before doing that.

The "Ye desh toh kabhi nahi badlega"attitude has to change.Is desh ko hume badalna hain.

Let us all give India a chance to realise its dream-the rise of a great nation.

You got to be bold to stand against all odds because this needs lot of courage and sacrifices.trust me,its worth it.

We need to channelise and sensitize our thoughts towards it.We need to proliferate and then see the

Dream clearer!

Power stronger!!

Country Brighter!!!

Ye jo desh hai tera...Swadesh hai tera...tujhe hai pukara...

Ye wo bandhan hai jo kabhie toot nahi sakta!

3 mistakes of my life

Hello People!!

M finally an engineer.!!

I jus want to share with you the terrible,the funny,the sikkenin,journey of engineering.

The greatest mistake of my life was choosing an engineering stream.Damn me.....I had fared so well in my EAMCET despite the dirtiest situations i was under.I din want my superlike rank to go waste and chose ENGINEERING.I was wrecked

And the came d day of my counselling and i proved my foolishness in all its completeness.What was in my mind god knoz and i ended up choosing a WOMENS college. and that ruined my life.GODD!!!

4 years of life....jus X chromes around me...!!That was the second mistake of my life!

what den finnaly came to me as a solace was  that we in our WOMEN's college do get sum incentives for attendance and acads.And finally i did the honours of an oath taking ceremony of my B.TECH life "i promise that i shall be regular to the college and shall excel both in my acads and attendance"

And finally i stepped into my college....all gals around.First few days were however manageble,but the later days had no spice!

In the first english lab on the first Wednesday of B.tech life,My lecturer asked me "the girl in black!!I see u lost sumwer deep in thot.Whats wrong?"

I got candid with her and said "i messed up my life getting into a girls college".Thankfully she was atleast good enuf to listen to me reassured mr "If  not anything else,i assure you that we have a very hansome male faculty here" That was really good to listen.'

And then after....the "search for the hunk " operation headed by geetha began.May be we had some male faculty,but calling them young and handsome would only be called an insult to the ones who really are!!I cursed myself to death dat moment and the days following it  and infact still do.

And the last mistake of my life was having made a stupid promise of excelling in my acads and attendance...that ruined the rest of my engineering life.

And today the country is in such a pathetic situation to see people like me as DISTINCTION ENGINEERS!!