SAAWARIYA

WELL,WHAT DID YOU EXPECT????

I'm not someone who loves Bollywood or the Karan Borers of the world. I do not like the excessive emotions portrayed on screen. The numerous and cliched "Nahi Nahi". Oh Boo hoo. What happened to the stories i grew up watching? Hindi cinema used to be fun!! But somewhere along the line, people got carried away with all the glam and gore. All you see these days is hero worship and a whole lot of masala and dhamaka. There you have it. A blockbuster hit! Everyone's happy. Why aint I?

It looks like my sister and I are among the only people who actually loved the movie!! WHAT??? Are you'll kidding me? Is this one big joke??
This is my first movie review and i'm glad that i chose this movie or rather it drove me to write this.This is dedicated to all those who loved the movie!!

"Saawariya". I was anxious to know what saawariya meant. While watching the movie, Raj, played by Ranbir Kapoor showed me what love meant.
That love does not falter.
Love has no restrictions.
Love does not accuse.
Love allows you to respect everyone.
Love doesnt let you to degrade people.
Love is open.
Love is refreshing.
Love is hopeful.
Love. Love and let go.
There's nothing to lose.
Only a lot to gain.
Saawariya meant "beloved".
Our Saawariya was portrayed as a pure, hopeful and charming young man. He was the ray of hope for the people he was destined to meet.Whoever it was, he had his love to give. He taught Sakina, played by Sonam Kapoor to be brave and not to be intimidated by the world. To imagine herself in a boxing ring, fighting against all evil. He brought back the smile that she'd left behind waiting for Iman, her love to return,played by Salman Khan.
In the end of the day, although he had loved and lost, he still had brought back hope to the people around him. He was not some romeo. He was someone rare. Someone Sakina should have treasured.
A beautiful potrayal of love. Our Saawariya was truely Love Incarnate. Very impressive cinematography and dialogues. A must-watch for all those who appreciate art, poetry and love.
It may be a flop for the industry but it will always remain in my heart as the best love story ever!!
For all those who didnt like the movie, as Raj would say, "Ok Bye!!!" :)
At the end of the day, its whether you learnt anything from it.
I CERTAINLY did.
Read the story here

The bliss of solitude

Oh! The bliss of solitude is what I feel tonight.
Far above in the hazy skies, I see the circle of light.

It's you and me my moon, just you and me my love.
Take me some place yonder, someplace far above.

Where the wind blows through my hair and angels surround me,
Where raindrops belong and the dreamy stars give me company.

I dream of whispering to the clouds, for rain this silent hour.
To fill my heart with happiness with every blessed shower.

Choose your life

Looking back i'm glad i made that choice.
My world could have turned upside down.
I'm glad i found my voice,
And stood on firm ground.
Oh, tempted was I, to take that leap;
It would have blown my senses away.
But those are only memories to keep,
I know it was not me,that day.
I never realised how important it was to choose,
Until i came face to face with that day.
A choice can make you win or lose;
It's YOUR opinion, YOUR choice, YOUR say.

So make a choice - a Glorious one.
Dont be afraid of what others may say.
After all, when the day is done,
It's a brighter future coming your way!

E * D * U * C * A * T * I * O * N

We don't need no education
We don't need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey teacher leave them kids alone
All in all it's just another brick in the wall
All in all you're just another brick in the wall

-Another Brick in the wall (Pink Floyd)

-OK this post is incomplete.. Right now i'm in a frenzy to do non-college things and this is one among many so.. yea. i'll come back to this!
-cya

Another drop in the sea

I watch the sun sink into the sea.I feel the waves inching towards me and i'm drawn towards it. So eternally drawn. So emotionally drawn. So spiritually drawn. I realise how small i am in this world. How great God is and I wonder how long i have to wait for my redeemer.

And then i got the answer when i read the Bible one day.
Psalm 27: 13-14
13. I am still confident of this:
I will see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living.
14. Wait for the Lord; Be strong and take heart and wait for the Lord.

I dive into the sea. It's a whole new world to me. Every creature bearing testimony of God's greatness. Every living creature doing justice to their life. Beauty unseen by me before.
My tears seem to be unnoticed in this new world.
Just another drop in this mighty sea.
It seems ok to let go as i watch the fishes
Cheer me as i float into oblivion.
I feel like a million horses running back home
It's like fighting the wind.
With every hidden strength.
I close my eyes.
And power growls over me.
I choose to forget my fears.
I choose to forget my foes.
I choose to forget my pressures.
I forget.

I learn to be stronger than i used to be.
To wait for My Lord.
I long for that heavenly day.
That day that my parents raised me up for.
That day that i will be redeemed.
That day when i'll be happiest.
That day when i see my Lord ride through the clouds
That day when angels shout HOly Holy Holy.
That day when i'll see the best sunrise.
That day when the moon shines brightest, awaiting my Lord.
That day when good triumphs over evil.

Humbled

One of my friends, Deepika told me about their hostel terrace. I'd love it if you could read what she'd written about it here

So when i finally got the opportunity to stay a night in the hostel, i knew i had to go up there. As soon as i reached the terrace my heart was on a race. I was overwhelmed and i found myself speechless. Soon after,me and my friends just layed down and faced the sky. All i could see was the clouds looking back at me. Nothing else. It was a starless night. Every emotion, every tear found it's way out. I dont think i'll every forget that starless night. That starless night that claimed it's existance. That starless night that won my heart. We spent some time there and my body refused to move. At that moment, the cold wind could not stop me and my friends could not stop me from staying a bit longer. I didnt want that moment to end. At that moment i was humbled.

I'm lying down on the terrace
And the sky is all i see.

A fallen sky on a fallen night
I learnt what life meant to me.

Lost in this bliss of solitude
I fight the cold inside.

My emotions are tangled
Lord make them untied.

I feel like a star, hidden tonight
Looking at myself lying down below.

"My girl, what's on your mind?
I cant see your glow."

Dear star, I'm humbled today
Dear moon, i've learnt to pray.

Truely and deeply for those whom i love
Knelt down in prayer to my Lord above.

-annette

What i like best!

Ah well sharanyan's been at it for a while. :D
"i tag annette"

What i would like to do best, (right now) is ban that phrase!! ha ha .. kidding!

no, seriously.. What i like best:

* Sitting on my terrace and watching the clouds fall against the moon.
* Feeling the rush of adrenaline shoot through my body just before i write.
* Feeling the wind hit my face and the whooshing sound that fills my ear
* The taste of chocolate in my mouth
* Staring into nothingness
* Loving and being loved
* Music - chocolate - poetry. The perfect potion to get me high.
* Train journeys
* Singing loudly with my eyes closed with no audience around
* Having a pointless discussion with one of my friends. Where we all end up laughing!
* Speaking with my mouth stuffed and being completely uncomprehensive and yet, being understood by someone! Only 3 people can do that. (My sis, Nethra and Sharadha)
May God Bless the three of you! :) They understand me so well!
* Playing "guess-what-that-reminds-you-of" games with my sister. And enjoying the fact that great minds think alike. ha ha.
* Calling Mirudhula "Gundu Manga" and teasing her and someone..ahen ahem. ha ha :) Amazing gal. Love her.
* Earning the title GM1 (Gundu manga 1) soon after i put on a few kgs! ha ha ha

* Playing my guitar and playing a song in my own way! ( More so because i dont know the right way!! :P )
* Wearing high heel shoes and running up the stairs! :P
* Playing basketball in the rain
* Riding on the swing in the rain (Ah memories of our iv)
* Ah, well doing anything in the rain! :)
* Going for a walk with Dad, mom, bro, sis or nethra.
* Sketching whats on my mind.
* Being inspired by a speech/person.
* Analysing the Bible.
* A timely joke to lighten a situation.
* Roast chicken and fish pie.
* And Brightening someone's day

Yay! i'm done.

Memories.. Lost and found

The human brain has always fascinated me. How could all my thoughts, dreams, memories fit inside my head? We're talking about compaction here! I mean, not only is it all there,but it's also organised, linked and can be triggered anytime we want. After years of being hidden in one corner of my brain, i can pull out a memory.
I was always amused by how i can still remember the smell of the oil that my mother used to rub on me when i was young. That rectangular tin of Olive Oil. I dont rememeber holding it or seeing it but the image and smell of it is etched in my brain.

My grandmother used to tell me stories about how she used to hold me tight at night when we slept. I spent a few months with my grandparents when i was less than a year old. If i were blind-folded and sent to my grandmother's room, i'd still know that i'm there.

Love. Now, that has fascinated me the most. What is it? Where does it come from? It's only when you're apart that you realise what closeness means. When i was with my mom's parents, my sister was with my Dad's parents,my brother was in boarding school while my parents were busy shifting. I guess that was my first lesson on learning to be away from family.
Quite like our current situation. All of us siblings are in different places.Despite the distance, we all know how much we mean to each other. No scientific proof can justify the working of the human mind and heart.

Similarly, it's only when you lose you're memory that you realise how much memories mean to you. My grandmother lost parts of her memory after a small stroke that she had. You'll be surprised how much you value your memories. I do. And i think a part of me was lost along with her memories. Because we had shared so many of those. All i have is my memories. My faint, blurry memories of growing up around her, of being with them during our vacations. Racing with my cousin towards my grandfather for who gets to sit on his lap!

I don't want to forget. I want to recount them over and over in my head. It saddens my heart to think that she doesnt remember. It's like a few chapters of my life have been skipped. And i miss those days. Those memories. Good memories. I will never forget.

Even though she lost her memory, i found them. Thank you ammachi for those sweet memories. I love you!

Fire..

Not exactly refined but i like it.

My angel

Stolen

Watching the fields pass me by,
I'm thrilled by the wind on my face.
None of my senses can tell me why,
Your heart and mine are on a race.

Everytime you smile, you tease me inside..
Every stolen gaze feels like our first.
I feel like a fading flower
Being swept by your charm.

Like a lone wolf howling in the dark,
My insides scream out your name.
I'm longing for my moon, my love
And i'm not alone anymore.

Where crayon meets paper

 

Like a poet hidden
In the light of thought,
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not:

- "To a Skylark " by P.B. Shelley

Silence

"As Water reflects a face,
So a man's heart relects the man"

-From the book of Proverbs (Bible)

Over the past two years, i learnt a lesson.
Sometimes its better to keep quiet and back off. I can say i was ignorant. I can say that i was blinded by the protection of my family and school friends. I thought the world was all sugar and spice and everything nice. Sad. Yes, i now had to face the rest of the world and i found that it was not a pretty picture. I'm writing this because i was pleasantly surprised by the fact that i was challenged by people to think like them. What i thought about life was not what they thought. I fought hard and i still think i'm on the right side. It's difficult to see people drift away. Words cannot express the hurt inside. Doubts keep flying in my mind, refusing to listen to my heart. How can a person just drift away? I don't get it. Not a word needs to be said. We both know it. Invisible signals pass between our hearts. I have found my real friends. You have found yours. Not a word needs to be said.

Dear snow, does it hurt when you melt away?
Dear grass, does it hurt when you whither away?

Why am i hurt by you drifting away? Why am i shocked by change? Why do people change?
My mind is exploding with things to say but not a word needs to be said. Silence speaks a million words.

Random love ramblings

You make me feel like a million candles
Waiting to be blown away.

You make me feel like a bunch of roses
Waiting to be given away

You make me feel like a million raindrops
Waiting to fall on your way

You make me feel like a wave in the ocean
As it longs to hit the bay

You make me feel like a night full of stars
Awaiting the sunset today

Defeated by Dad.

My Dad and I take a lazy stroll in our backyard in kerala and the serene quietness encompasses me. Being brought up in a city, i was not used to the beauty of nature. And this is a nature lover's paradise. What more could yo ask for when it was right outside your door.

I write down my morning's adventure as the rain patters on the tin roof of the shed. The sound of rain is like second heaven. Somehow it clears my mind of all harsh thoughts and i'm lost in this new found pleasantness.




Back to our backyard story.My dad walks ahead of me, with each step on the leaf layered Earth making his presence known. He asks me what i think is the pink fruit hanging from a tree there.I can't quite see it so i go forward and i see a cashewnut fruit with the nut hanging dearly below it. We reach the foot of the tree and scavenge for the fallen fruit below. I collect 2 firm looking ones and hand them to Dad. Both of us smile with satisfaction.

And then he tests my knowledge of plants. OH NO!! he eh. Quite an embarassment! He asks me what is this tree?




I'm looking at him with that 'Do-you-really-think-i-know-look' and he's looking at me with that triumphant smirk.

It's a teak tree he says! And then i notice all the teak trees around and point them out.Wow.
And then he asks me, What is this? (It was a plant.. not yet a tree! in my defence :P)
I mumble a feeble-'tamarind'?
Ha ha you should have seen the look on his face!
It's drumstick and i have it at home! Sheesh Annette! But give me some credit, i guessed it after the first clue..'you can eat the leaves'

Then he asked me a simple one-Jackfruit
(Dad, do you think i'm blind and stupid? :P There are jackfruit hanging all over it!!)



But NO!! That's NOT THE QUESTION!
He asks me, Whats it called in malayalam?
'Er... em... cha.. i know it'
and he's not expecing 'chacka', he wants the name of the tree not the fruit.
He tells me its 'plaave'
And i'm like 'Oh..yea' (And he's told me this like a million times before!!)
Then he asked what a mango tree is called and after a few seconds (of intense thought) i said 'maav'
Yes, he's got a proud smile on his face.
SCORE! yippee! :)

Next, we see pinapple,pepper,turmeric,fern,tapioca,yam etc etc. My Dad's the best..i mean he'll just smell the leaf and say what tree or plant it is! heh.
MAN.
I wasnt bad either.. he asked me to smell the mango and turmuric leaves and i guessed right! ha ha. Although i could make out from the leaf itself! :P

Then he asked me what tree bears fruit on it's trunk?
WHAT KIND OF A QUESTION IS THAT??
And then i gave myself another score when i said

1)Cocoa
2)Papaya
He said 3) Jackfruit
Now why didnt i think of that? Didnt realise that!

He even smelt the tapiocca leaf and confirmed it. My claim was that it was PAPAYA..ha ha..thats funny! (It was a small plant! who can make out?? apparently he can!)



And then he asked me one last.
And i'm like thats just some money plant.
Poor Dad could have disowned me! ha ha.
It was Vanilla!
And I was like .. “Oh, yes…”
Ah, so that was a very nice walk. It’s always nice to walk with him.He knows a plant when he sees one and even the biological name sometimes. And about my knowledge of plants, NO COMMENT.
Heh :P

P.S. During my walk through our backyard in kerala, I almost went through a HUGE spider web!
Eeew.. yep, a nice juicy spider looked back at me. Woah.
I wish i'd taken pics this yr! so these photos are all compliments of google image search! heh :)

The Dark side of Spiderman

Our friendly neighbourhood Spiderman. The superhero with the spider senses fighting crime. Every kids' hero.
Or not?
Spiderman 3 is loaded with a whole new dark side to our superhero who is up against Sandman and Venom.
Are we ready for his dark persona?
May 4th.

Will it blow us away like the previous 2 movies? Lets wait and watch.

Arranged marraiage Vs Love marriage

Here i am contemplating about what i must be doing today. Studying or
not studying. After a movie, an hour of of spulrging, a snack of
nuts and listening to freedom by george michael on the idiot box, i
think we all know where this day is headed.
Now where does this much debated over topic come in?Yesterday, we hosted a dinner at home for some of my Mom and Dad's
friends from work. After a 4 day busy schedule at the conference held
in coimbatore, it was time to kick those medical shoes off and have a
darn good time! So,between the cleaning up of my room and the front
room i was getting the load on the big Abhi-Ash bolly-good wedding and
the full lowdown on the ramblings of the die hard fanatic
whats-her-name Jhanvi Kapoor or is it Naina?.
What a day it was! A big bolly wedding with all the whos who attending
it, a Big B look alike, a fanatic, and other look alikes hogging their
few minutes of the limelight.
Yes, so back to the big dinner. I met Janet, who's a Doctor of medical
education from England,Ralph and Debbie from America also in the same
field, Dr Rashmi, Dr Rita,Dr Bill and Dr Avinash. Some of them were more Indian than most Indians i've seen!
It was very nice talking to them. Americans have a very good sense of
humour i must say. And dry humour at that. All those opinions of a
nasty American society were soon kicked out of my mind like a football
racing towards the goal. They were very entertaining, very polite, very
passionate about their work, very humble people. They had respect for
not only people from their own community but also other commnities. The
driver who had accompanied them around told us that they had gotten
very close to all of them and they were all sad that they were leaving.
Now, thats what you call breaking the language barrier.
My mom and dad had an arranged marriage and they were all ears when it
was the time for story telling. Stories of how they got married and
how my siblings and i came into existence :) and how we settled here.
Then came the wedding photos and a whole lot of ooohs and aaahs.
Some of them had gone shopping and it was time for show and tell!
Vibrant Sarees with a lot of detailed prints and beautiful rustic
colours and jewellery. They were so amused by everything. And what i
loved the most was that they gave you so much personal attention.
So mum was telling them about the traditions in North India about how
they would choose a good girl for their son. They apparently would send
a fish to the girl's home and she would have to clean it properly and
send it back! Another way was that she would have to make those pappadams (forgot
what they call it in NOrth India.. the roasted ones) without burning
them!
So they asked sis and i if we were prepared for that! ha ha.. She told
them those customs were pretty ancient these days and we all sighed a
big sigh of relief and had a good laugh! :)
So are you up for an arranged marriage?
1. Secure
2. Merging of two families
3. Having faith in your parents decision
4. Adjusting with the man/ woman in your life

Or Love marriage?
1. Risky.
2. May lead to breaking up a family.
3. May lead to disrespecting your parents.
4. Responsiblity for your actions
5. Being under scrutiny

Mix of both?
Convenient. Everybodys happy.

In both cases,the extreme case, i think, is the worst. Otherwise i
respect both marriages.
Extreme case:
1)Desperately in love. Can't live without him/her. You've decided to
elope without the consent of your parents. Now thats crap.Total
disrespect.You've lived your entire life with your parents.They've
brought you up. And now you're acting smart and acting like you're an
adult. Absolute nonsense. Big stab in the back for the parents if you
ask me.

2) Arranged to marry some big shot,nasty snob with loads of money but
nothing else worth talking about. Pretty sad.

3) Getting married like before you can blink, and getting money/dowry
involved and the fact that you havent seen each other.

All you unmarried people out there, Please stand firm about not
accepting dowry or giving dowry. Lets banish this together. We should
because we can. It'll do you good.
Being dropped at the altar can be heart breaking. I know someone who
went through that. I don't think anyone should go through that.I'll
leave it to God.
Peace.

OH NO!!! SANJAYA's OUT!!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!
How can the americam public be so heartless?? AW..It was so Sad!!
That stupid SIMON is Horrendous!
I hope Sanjaya gets rich and famous and kicks Simon before he dies!! ha ha..
Just kidding simon.. I didnt mean to be rude. Not like you're a teeny weeny bit sensitive about anything. But anyway!

This is such a useless post. I'M LIKING IT.
:)) so empty.
So.. here's a very empty "hi" to all.
I feel like dung.

180 degrees to another state of mind

Hallelujah! Today is dedicated to all you women out there! Especially to my fav sister (actually my one and only sister! :P kidding sis) .. Yesterday was her birthday. Happy Birthday!!
Yes, put on those not -so-bored-as-ever shoes and get the groove!

A whole day of non-stop minding rocking, ear blasting, thought numbing, head banging music! ...................NOT

First on my list..
Sing with me.. R E S P E C T just a little bit.
1)Aretha Franklin-respect
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAh!!

2)CHUMBAWAMBA-TubThmping (Yes, thats a song)
Brings back fond memories of all of us banging our heads back in the days!

3)Baby Boy-Beyonce
(I've come to realise how i'm one of the world's worst dancers! ha ha ... thank you thank you.Far too kind :) )

4)Right now i need............. FUEL! Fuel give me fire give me that which i desire!!
Metallica!

5)Time for some trash music..... Make way dumpster boys!
I'm just a teenage dirtbag!
Wheatus

6)And my all time favs............. SHE'S GOT THE LOOK!
Roxette!

7)I remember we used to sing this song like fools.
Fallin -Alicia Keys

8)Cranberries- Animal instinct
(I get the feeling. Suddenly something's happenened to me.... )

9) Norah Jones-Don't know why
(One of those songs you close your eyes and listen to.. Another one of my favs -come away with me. Phew. That is ONE song. You can just feel the words.. walking through the tall yellow grass and waking up with the rain on your tin roof.. absolutely romantic )

10)Can't fight the moonlight-Leanne Rhimes
Being shy has never been this glorified. Singing in the moonlight. What more can you ask for? OST- Coyote ugly

11) We all meet a beautiful stranger like Madonna did.

12)Madonna-sorry
It's one of those addictive songs. She's so versatile. Love her.

13)Nelly Furtado's new album totally rocks!! My favs - Say it right, promiscuous, maneater

14) Give it up for........................... JUSTIN!! :)
What goes around comes back around.. very true. His grammy performance of that song was brilliant!

15) Another one of roxette's Sleeping in my car. I remember i used to listen to all her songs in school. Memories. hmph. I'm getting old!

16) Akon- Dont bother
A very pretty song. People may think otherwise about what you do. But who cares! It's your life!

17)Natural woman- (I think.. Aretha franklin)
Makes me love being a woman. :)
(I added a few more :P )

18)Jesus take the wheel- Carrie Underwood
What a voice! When i sing that song, i end up laughing ..ha ha :) cos her range is so high or maybe its because my range is so low! :) effortless singing. She needs a standing ovation, a good massage and a free holiday trip for like ever!!
Amazing.

19)Chris Daughtry.. his new album is nice.The guy who was there in american idol last year. Loved his voice! I remember sis and i had this long,unending discussion when he got elimated..ha ha. Disappointment was not the word.

20)Jennifer Paige -Crush
An ancient song almost! ha ha.. its been soooo long since ive played this song!
I miss my school life! :(

Ah. Where would i be without music?

The Day of the Lord will come as a Thief comes at night

We hear people say, "It's not about the money.."

But you know what, for a child who hasn't gotten a decent meal, who lives in a shabby tent, who cant afford good clothes and can't go to school, It IS about the money. I've come to realise. It's easy for rich people to say. Would you say it if you had 50 paise in your pocket and no where to live? A thought to ponder about.

I was travelling by train to Bangalore to visit my sister. We were almost near the contonement station when i looked out my window and saw the most saddening sight. A sight i don't think i would have been able to live through. The train tracks were at a higher level and down below there were these blue and brown tents, tyres, shabby clothes, a vessel or two and a few kids running around amidst the dirt.

" "
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It was like i was an alien entering a new land and discovering new things on this strange planet.And this alien me, told my Mom and Dad, "My God, how can anyone live like this? " My Dad replied, "It's tough. It's very difficult to rise up from nothing."

I was dumbstruck.
I now respect my Dad and Mom even more. They work so hard to support our family.It's moments like these when i think i'm truely blessed.
Give to others whatever you have. What do you gain by hoarding your treasures? It would benefit someone else a lot more if you could just soften your hearts and give.

Another thing i was thinking about.
If you see a beggar on the road, would you feel love? Would you try to help or is this a status issue? Begging is a sin but not giving when you have,is a greater sin. Would your friends mock you? Well its about time you realised who your friends are. What if you were broke one day and had to beg? Do we love ourselves more? Do we consider ourselves greater because we have money? Arent we more immature? Arent we the ones without love? Arent we turning down an opportunity to help someone?

Can you love your enemies? Can you imagine praying for them? It says so in the Bible.Pray for your enemies and even those who persecute you. When i first read that, i was thinking. "WHAT?" But yes. They are the ones that need your prayers the most. They are the ones who are insecure.They are the ones who have issues.

How can i be a better person? How can i help?
The answer is Jesus.
Who is Jesus? Why did he come down on Earth? Why did he die for us? Why am i here? What is my purpose? Why do some people have to struggle more? Why do some people have to pursue happiness? Why is it gifted to some? Why am i righteous? Why does the bible say so to those who believe? Why am i born again?

My Grandfather once asked me if i was born again. I immediately replied. "Of course." His smile told me that i
was right.
I don't know what made me say it but thats what i said. Now i believe i am. It says so in the bible. It also very clearly says that in the end of time, good will reign over evil.
The book of revelations is written by St. John. A visionary. The entire book talks about the last days. How satan is defeated. Yet people choose the evil side. Maybe because of their ignorance or maybe because they want to challenge the truth.

All you have to do is choose. Good vs Evil.
What is your choice?

The title is quoted from 1 Thessalonians 5 :2

My funny bone got tickled

There are no words to explain the emotions that go through my head when i sit(read sleep) in System software class.. Frustration, boredom, restlessness, helplessness,regret. The list is endless. But it aint all that bad you know.. Sir's got a unique way of making us laugh. AT HIM. :) My bored brain cells sure have a good time in ss class!
Especially when we hear the inviting words.."Ok students, today we're gonna learn about the YACC -Yet another compiler compiler" Darn.So interesting!

Today we had an open book quiz. My very first open book quiz. Was fun actually. So he started with "The rules". None of us have any clue in this subject and then he tells us that its 5 marks for a correct answer!

Bang. A bullet goes through my chest. WHAT?? I thought it was some stupid one word quiz!!! All of us are like dumbstruck! And we're all thinking.. SHIT.

Can the day be any worse??? We already had 2 tests in the morning..both of which we screwed and now, five marks which count as internal assessment could go down the drain.Thank you.

This guy even writes it on the board!!

"Correct answer : 5 marks"
We're watching with our mouths open.

"Partial answer : 4 marks"
Seriously, are we kids? Its enough if he says it. But you know such moments deserve to be preserved!

"Wroin answer: 3 marks"

HA HA HA..if the part about the "WRONG" answer being 3 marks wasnt hilariuos enough, it was the spelling that got me dying with laughter. The entire class is now stuffing their mouths with anything that's in front of them.

:)) ROFLMAO

And he bangs the desk, jumps as usual like he's doing some exotic dance and says "Ennapa sirikirae? Why? "

I wonder why? Hmmm.

Falling in love

She's running away from everything,
Tears of joy running down her lush cheeks.
Just as the tide rises high,
Her heart soars with passion unknown.
The sound of the wind and the sea,
Cannot dampen the thudding beat of her heart.
She wants someone to stop her, but she cant help
Feeling the silencing void inside.
She'd given him her whole heart.
She falls on the sand in submission.
She asks God, 'Is this love?Why must i love?'
Love is War.War of 2 hearts.
The battle makes you stronger.
The consequence brings the truth.
Yes, it is love.
And you must love because i loved you.

Down bliss lane

Watching the rain fall on my hands,
Painting the colours of the setting sun,
Making a "supposed " castle on the beach,
Collecting sea shells like a new found treasure,
Taking in the silence of a lake,
Singing as though no one's listening,
Dancing with my sister till we drop down with exhaustion,
Playing with mud with my cousin,
Fighting for food with my brother,
And then give it to him cos i cant eat it!!
Dribbling the ball in an empty court,
Running without any inhibition,
Chatting with my best friend for hours,
Getting caught for giggling too loud,
Writing a poem for someone.
Memories.

To mom, with love

A woman smiles with pride,
Tears of utter joy run down her glowing cheeks;
She bids goodbye to her swollen tummy,
Awaiting the reason for her life.

Her insides are no longer dormant,
But errupting with love;
Oh, who can stop the volcano inside?
None. She prays day and night.

The unborn babe is safe inside;
Oh! How she wishes that, that be the abode.
Where none can harm, none can rebuke
Where none can mislead a beautiful mind.

Despite her fears, for they are many;
She wants her baby to be strong.
To take that first breath and live,
In this world of good vs evil.

She feels her heart has left her;
If you really love someone,you'd let go.
She did.
She understood a different kind of love.

She saw the most beautiful girl.
She heard her cry with the most beautiful voice.
She kissed her and knew,
She felt like a woman.

Nonsensical excreta

The consequence of going through the entirety of boredom in various levels:

1) You discover new techniques of yawning.

2) You find yourself laughing for useless things.

3) You become your own nightmare AND

4) THE best recreation EVER -----> NONSENSICAL POETRY


You start with a bunch of rhyming words..It's pretty simple.

Planet
Annette
Comet
Piglet
Reset
Wallet
Climate

AND THEN,
when you feel the most lousiest, :)
write the first thing that comes to your mind with those words!

In the Dark Planet,
Of Annette,
Landed the comet
And a fair piglet,
Who soon reset
His wallet,
According to the climate.

And pass it around the class!

Boredom is in the mind and so is fun.

I' VE BEEN TAGGED!!

So yea, this is my first tag. And yea i'm looking forward to kicking someone most dearly for tagging me.

10 things that define my style:

Ahem. Not the right thing to write about ever since i stepped foot into my most "loving" college. The home away from home.The land of bliss.The place of fun and excitement. NOT : ha ha

1) I'm usually in my kurta and jeans ragged at the end (with duppatta of course.. dont want to kill the lame ass people at psg)

2) Cant live without my music. So i'm either singing, or blasting music at home or "trying" to play my guitar. You'll find me in class with my prized music book. It's got all the music i love.Lyrics, chords etc. Used to carry my ipod until it conked for some apparent reason!

3) I dont wear make up at all. I like it natural :) I do something to my face only when forced to or when extremely "necessary"(read weddings)
In school, the makeup person used to make me look like a ghost for the play. yuck.What was more irritating was that there was this hot guy getting his makeup done (yea..guys got to look like ghosts too :D ) and i looked like i'd woken up from my grave.. ha ha memories.

4)I carry my pen drive everywhere with me

5)I carry my small leather ,thin,long- strapped purse with me with my phone.

6)I love my shoes. I love my sexy high heels. :P My Flats. My jhoota type shoes and sports shoes too when i play.
In my first semester at college in physics lab, One of my sirs called me and asked me to come to his table.For a moment i freaked. Shit. what did i do now?? Did i laugh too loud??(yes, apparently, you get kicked out of the lab for laughing! ) Did i break something accidently??

But no...................................................................................................................................................

The crime:
The insanity of wearing high heels to college!
HA HA HA HA.
Good Lord.Forgive me sire ! :P
And i had to listen to him lecture about something he read in this magazine and that magazine about it having ADVERSE effects and bla bla..

We called him "HIS ROYAL NOSINESS". Well he royally earned that title! :)

7) I write poetry when i get the rush. So i grab a pen and any piece of paper around. Dont know if thats any kind of style but anyway!!Surprisingly, i dont have a book of poetry where i write everything. I had one but apparently i lost it. Not exactly an organised person. :)

8) I feel so much less like a girl now. ha ha. And the fact that i have no craze for nail polish or shaping my nails just proves it! I prefer them short and neat. NO PINK or cute designs on my nails. Used to paint them blue,shock white,lilac,coffee brown and gray. Always wanted to paint them black ha ha :) but mum gave me this look of disapproval :P and i threw away that idea.

9) I sketch. Supposedly. I do like to paint the colours of the sunset.I love everything about nature, like to keep it clean, like to take in the silence of a moment, love the rain falling on me,love thinking about it.Love the clouds in every hew.

10)My room has an avril poster(back when she was this new gal rock sensation), 2 egyptian themed wall hangings (a sphinx with pyramids in the background and a pharoah ), A picture of Jesus, an "I love you " wall hanging, a pile of books, pics of school memories, some of my artistic things on the wall (posters, painting bla bla..) ,my guitar, my fav spot---my bed.Not to forget my desk and my cupboard where all my clothes are shoved in. :P

Phew finally. Now i look like a complete non-stylish person. H aha ha. But yea, that's me.

Jade "Baddy" out Shilpa in

50 years back, racist comments were widespread and many people at large were snubbed at being inferior to the "white race". Today, the world has overcome the evil traits of racism. AND SO IT SEEMS. Aparently i was wrong.And the racist comments thrown at Shilpa Shetty on the reality show Celebrity Big Brother house was enough to shake our stagnant minds on the current, yes, current issue of racism.
Although Jade apologises for her nasty behaviour, the damage has indeed been done.

Where do we stand today when we talk about racism?

Dont we respect other cultures?

Is there racism amidst the Indian community itself?

In case you hadnt followed the show,i've taken this from Jon Stock's article on LAST WORD in THE WEEK.

1.One of the other housemates, Jack Tweedy, who is in the unfortunate position of being Jade Goody's boyfriend,suggests that Shetty should pick chicken bones out of a lavatory with her teeth. also that "..we should put her out in the garden and lock the door"

2.Goody describes Shetty as "She is apparently some Bollywood actress but i've never heard of her. For all I know, she could be someone of Old Kent Road.She is f****** sly.She makes me feel sick.She makes my skin crawl.I wouldn't trust her as far as i could throw her.She isn't genuine.I've seen her whispering,laughing behind people's backs."

3.Goody's mother, Jackie,constantly refers to her as "the Indian" and refuses to pronounce her name properly.

4.Danielle Lloyd,glamour model watches Shetty apply facial hair bleach and says: "She wants to be white.She is a dog." she also said when Shilpa handled food,"You don't know where those hands have been "

Also Jo O'Meara,ex singer with S club 7 adds: "Indians are thin because they dont cook food properly."
Shocking is not the word.