Rain, rain, go away
Come again another day
Little Johny wants to play
Rain, rain, go away
This is definitely not a song suited for Chennai. The climate is just too gud, starting from getting up late in the morning, hurrying up to office, feeling the drizzle on the face, managing the umbrella in the rain, getting back home fully drenched (best part ;)).
Daily on the way to office, I pass by a school and today the school was closed, probably due to rain. Just as I passed by I notice something that made me go back to my school days. A kid's (must be 1st or 2nd std) father stopped at the school gate to drop him. The gate was closed and the notice board declared the holiday. When the kid got the message, he placed his palms together(as though praying to GOD) and in quick succession moved his head left to right again and again with this mouth in a wide open smile. It triggered the child in me too..... He was so happy that he injected me the happiness too! Definitely smile and happiness are infectious!!!!
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Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Global Warming, Rains n Prayers
As a child, I imagined green house gasses and global warming as a concept that was true only within the Ooty Botanical garden, especially because the concept was explained with the glass houses as examples. I wondered why the text books are so concerned about how the environment would be after 100years or so. I didn’t realize that the effect would be visible right in front of my eyes within the next few years.
I remember praying to GOD that it should not rain on my birthday (falls in July). Only then I will be able stand in front of the play ground during the prayer session and the whole school will look at my new dress ;)
I recollect praying for rain every August 15th so that our ground would be filled with water and there will be no march-past and I can stay back home happily.
During half-yearly exams, me n my sis would eagerly watch the DD news for the weather report and rejoice when they predict rains/heavy rains. Our exam would be cancelled then :D
I would pray GOD should spare Diwali and not rain on that day. I would give him permission to use the afternoons but not the early morning and the evenings. That’s when we burst the cracker at my granny’s place n have hell of fun!
Every new year’s eve, I request him not to spoil our party ground, that is any one of our friend’s terrace so we can stay awake all night n watch the new year’s first dawn!
Even last November I remember heavy rains! In fact, I guess one November Tuesday, it rained so heavily that on the way back home from office, every vehicle was stranded on the Anna University road. And the best part was, our van wasn’t doing well. The radiator would go dry after a few meters of travel. Initially we got water from the road side shop and later on, we would the by-passers to fill our can with water that was stagnated on the road. The roads were filled with around 2ft water. We started by 6.30pm and reached home by 10 -10.30 pm.
Gone are those days!! Now every day I pray GOD “Please shower rain at least today!!!” He heard my prayer yesterday!!
Thank u GOD…please hear my prayers daily and shower rains this season. I promise to save the EARTH as much as I can and you promise to save our future generations, provide them a sweet and lovable EARTH.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Tulsi !!
I've imagined a lot abt how my marriage will happen. Like wat colour will my saree be, my hair style, my groom's costume, wat programs to conduct, not much abt the menu, how my sis n mom should dress, how everyone should enjoy my wedding n all that. But I've never given a though abt what I would give in the thambulam.
I've been to many marriages (friends, family..) but nerver found the thambulam very interesting. Its usually a fruit with some sweet or savory. If its a close famil
y member's marriage, then u get a nice bag/pouch with the bride n groom's name printed. I hadn't given much thought on it. But now I think I should think abt that as well. My best friend was married last week. And I found the thambulam most useful. It was a TULASI sapling !!!! It's something very traditional and a need of the hour. Thanks to all the new diseases. I didn't get a chance to ask her who's idea it was. But its definitely a splendid one. Its a very low cost gift but a high satisfying gift! If it is not used or cared properly, then the life saver plant loses its life :( But since its a holy plant, no one will ignore and is considered auspicious. Any of you have nice innovative ideas for the thambulam??
I've been to many marriages (friends, family..) but nerver found the thambulam very interesting. Its usually a fruit with some sweet or savory. If its a close famil
y member's marriage, then u get a nice bag/pouch with the bride n groom's name printed. I hadn't given much thought on it. But now I think I should think abt that as well. My best friend was married last week. And I found the thambulam most useful. It was a TULASI sapling !!!! It's something very traditional and a need of the hour. Thanks to all the new diseases. I didn't get a chance to ask her who's idea it was. But its definitely a splendid one. Its a very low cost gift but a high satisfying gift! If it is not used or cared properly, then the life saver plant loses its life :( But since its a holy plant, no one will ignore and is considered auspicious. Any of you have nice innovative ideas for the thambulam??
Sunday, October 11, 2009
The perfect date!
Yesterday was the most beautifully used day!!! The perfect date(Day)!!
Now am not talking about something romantic n all....its the most useful Saturday I've spent over the last few months.It was a very tight pack schedule. Woke up early in the morning at 9.00 AM so that at least this week we don't miss our Deepawali shopping. During our breakfast at around 10.00AM, my sis reminded us abt the movie "Unnai pol oruvan", something we wanted to watch for quite sometime. Dad could only afford for only night shows, becoz of his schedule. We swallowed our breakfast and rushed to our nearby theater for advance booking. Luckily, the tickets were available and we booked the ticked for the night show.
Returned home to find that our maid had messed up with the household work and we helped mom with the cleaning and hurryed to make the shopping at least this week. The work was completed by around 12.15 PM and started off to Pondy bazaar, with a few watches that needed battery replacement. This time we headed to Naidu Hall (influenced by our previous visit). Reached there by 1.00 PM owing the the great traffic. It took us hardly 20 mins to reject all their collections. This time the collections are just not good. We headed to a less known shop call Bobby on the same lane of Naidu hall, a little beyond Milan Jyothi. On the way, we found a Watch shop and replaced batteries for a the TITAN watches. Was just casually checking if they had fancy Fast track straps for my Fast track watch (which was sporting a local Rs.30 black strap). Luckily she had a denim strap with pink thread dancing here n there. I was in instant love with it and now my watch is as good new(Its actually a 3 yr old watch).
We entered BOBBY a few mins later, and the collection was real huge and dont ask me how many I got. It did pinch my Credit card hard. But Deepawali comes only once a year and this is just another reason. Hurried for lunch to Hot chips near Maya plaza, had a hearty meal and reached home by sharp 4.00PM.
Kept the auto waiting and freshened up ourselves and rushed to the Sacred Heart School auditorium. I was supposed to be there at sharp 4.00PM for a World Vision Partner's meet. This organization n event needs a special mention. I sponsor a child through World Vision(WV) and thanks to WV for helping me help. The word "Partner" for my small contribution is just huge. Now for the event, on the way to the auditorium we saw small girls dressed up sweetly for the dance programs and smart boys in same pattern T-shirts. We (me n my sis) were greeted with a huge smiles at the entrance. The organizers had invited a few partners and sponsored children to share their experiences. Followed by a video presentation, that detailed how WV works. They showed how they helped a village to get pure drinking water and helped them start income generators and the children's education through the funds from the partners. The highlight of the program was the dance performance by the girls and boys from Santhome Home for the Hearing impaired. Hearing impaired n dance? Yes!! They dance not by hearing the music but by following their instructor who was standing as a part of the audience and with just the movement of this two fingers, the entire troop was dancing. Really amazing!! Returned home by around 7.00PM with full satisfaction that I am a part of this great organization. I would suggest everyone to sponsor a child and help our country grow. Its just Rs.600 per month and the value we add to the child is not measurable. After the event I have decided to write to my child often and have a personal relationship with him. You can sponsor by registering here.
After having dinner, the four of us headed for the movie. A good movie indeed! That was my busy day that gave me full satisfaction.
Now am not talking about something romantic n all....its the most useful Saturday I've spent over the last few months.It was a very tight pack schedule. Woke up early in the morning at 9.00 AM so that at least this week we don't miss our Deepawali shopping. During our breakfast at around 10.00AM, my sis reminded us abt the movie "Unnai pol oruvan", something we wanted to watch for quite sometime. Dad could only afford for only night shows, becoz of his schedule. We swallowed our breakfast and rushed to our nearby theater for advance booking. Luckily, the tickets were available and we booked the ticked for the night show.
Returned home to find that our maid had messed up with the household work and we helped mom with the cleaning and hurryed to make the shopping at least this week. The work was completed by around 12.15 PM and started off to Pondy bazaar, with a few watches that needed battery replacement. This time we headed to Naidu Hall (influenced by our previous visit). Reached there by 1.00 PM owing the the great traffic. It took us hardly 20 mins to reject all their collections. This time the collections are just not good. We headed to a less known shop call Bobby on the same lane of Naidu hall, a little beyond Milan Jyothi. On the way, we found a Watch shop and replaced batteries for a the TITAN watches. Was just casually checking if they had fancy Fast track straps for my Fast track watch (which was sporting a local Rs.30 black strap). Luckily she had a denim strap with pink thread dancing here n there. I was in instant love with it and now my watch is as good new(Its actually a 3 yr old watch).
We entered BOBBY a few mins later, and the collection was real huge and dont ask me how many I got. It did pinch my Credit card hard. But Deepawali comes only once a year and this is just another reason. Hurried for lunch to Hot chips near Maya plaza, had a hearty meal and reached home by sharp 4.00PM.
Kept the auto waiting and freshened up ourselves and rushed to the Sacred Heart School auditorium. I was supposed to be there at sharp 4.00PM for a World Vision Partner's meet. This organization n event needs a special mention. I sponsor a child through World Vision(WV) and thanks to WV for helping me help. The word "Partner" for my small contribution is just huge. Now for the event, on the way to the auditorium we saw small girls dressed up sweetly for the dance programs and smart boys in same pattern T-shirts. We (me n my sis) were greeted with a huge smiles at the entrance. The organizers had invited a few partners and sponsored children to share their experiences. Followed by a video presentation, that detailed how WV works. They showed how they helped a village to get pure drinking water and helped them start income generators and the children's education through the funds from the partners. The highlight of the program was the dance performance by the girls and boys from Santhome Home for the Hearing impaired. Hearing impaired n dance? Yes!! They dance not by hearing the music but by following their instructor who was standing as a part of the audience and with just the movement of this two fingers, the entire troop was dancing. Really amazing!! Returned home by around 7.00PM with full satisfaction that I am a part of this great organization. I would suggest everyone to sponsor a child and help our country grow. Its just Rs.600 per month and the value we add to the child is not measurable. After the event I have decided to write to my child often and have a personal relationship with him. You can sponsor by registering here.
After having dinner, the four of us headed for the movie. A good movie indeed! That was my busy day that gave me full satisfaction.
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Appavum nanum............
Father-daughter relationship is something that is not much talked about. Its definitely worth a mention. "Abiyum nanum" was telecast today and after watching it I am more than tempted to write about it. My mom used to say that my dad was so scared to even lift me for the first few months...he was scared that he might hurt me. Most of my actions are photographed. Those days there weren't digital cameras that we can keep clicking pics. He never said no to any of my wishes, though there might be delays. I am sharing a few incidents in this post.
He has grown me into a very brave n bold person (of course a great contribution from my mom too). During my Engineering internal exams (we had two exams a day), I had Electronic circuits and Linear Integrated Circuits(LIC) on the same day. Both these are real tough. I wasn't able to prepare well for the exam. I didn't want to write both the exam and was in the verge of crying. My mom was like "Ask Dad". My dad told me only one thing, " If I were u, I would go and flunk in the exam or happily bunk college and go for some movie and never cry like this". What more, I bunked college but sat home studying for the next exams.
Hope everyone remembers this Sneha and Shyam rumor a few years ago. Every Tamil magazine had the news about it with all silly pics around. Me and my dad were sitting near each other holding a magazine each. I wanted to read it but wasn't sure of my dad's reaction, in case he sees me reading it. So I was holding and reading in such a way that in case of emergency I could flip to another page. I finished the article and kept it on the table. Now my dad took this magazine I was reading and just as fate would have it, the book opened with that article as though that was the last page read. He was very very cool abt it. All he did was teased me for reading it with the fear of getting caught :D.
And the best part that, these days, any guy(whom my dad doesnt know) who talks to me looks like a buffalo/rowdy/pig to him. He gets very protective wen it comes to guys. He doesnt even spare "Madhavan" or "Surya", my favourite actors :D. It feels very nice, he thinks am still that small girl in his arms. Very much like Prakash Raj fro Abiyum nanum :). Sometimes I notice him come near me n my sis wen we are asleep (atleast half asleep), kisses us on the forehead and goes back to sleep.
We tease each other, we have fun, fight with each other, what not, We are more like friends more than a father-daughter. I love u dad!!
He has grown me into a very brave n bold person (of course a great contribution from my mom too). During my Engineering internal exams (we had two exams a day), I had Electronic circuits and Linear Integrated Circuits(LIC) on the same day. Both these are real tough. I wasn't able to prepare well for the exam. I didn't want to write both the exam and was in the verge of crying. My mom was like "Ask Dad". My dad told me only one thing, " If I were u, I would go and flunk in the exam or happily bunk college and go for some movie and never cry like this". What more, I bunked college but sat home studying for the next exams.
Hope everyone remembers this Sneha and Shyam rumor a few years ago. Every Tamil magazine had the news about it with all silly pics around. Me and my dad were sitting near each other holding a magazine each. I wanted to read it but wasn't sure of my dad's reaction, in case he sees me reading it. So I was holding and reading in such a way that in case of emergency I could flip to another page. I finished the article and kept it on the table. Now my dad took this magazine I was reading and just as fate would have it, the book opened with that article as though that was the last page read. He was very very cool abt it. All he did was teased me for reading it with the fear of getting caught :D.
And the best part that, these days, any guy(whom my dad doesnt know) who talks to me looks like a buffalo/rowdy/pig to him. He gets very protective wen it comes to guys. He doesnt even spare "Madhavan" or "Surya", my favourite actors :D. It feels very nice, he thinks am still that small girl in his arms. Very much like Prakash Raj fro Abiyum nanum :). Sometimes I notice him come near me n my sis wen we are asleep (atleast half asleep), kisses us on the forehead and goes back to sleep.
We tease each other, we have fun, fight with each other, what not, We are more like friends more than a father-daughter. I love u dad!!
Half yearly exams
Eighth standard half yearly exams and it is Chemistry today. All the chemicals and their formulas raining in my head...poor me trying to do the last minute study outside the exam hall. I always believed that the questions I read in the last minute always turned up in the exam paper. So I never waste even a minute outside the exam hall. Just 2 minutes before entering the hall, San*** who sits right behind me said that she started studying just at 5.00am that morning and she does not know any thing and I should help her. Just to cut the crap, I said ok, not knowing the consequences.
Our school has this practice of clubbing students from different classes to sit next each other. This time it meant that I sit with a 6th Standard boy by my side nd my friend San*** behind me and another 6th Standard boy by her side. This boy who sat next to me was a typical class 'rowdy' type. "Thats enough of the observations, try to
concentrate", is what I told myself. The question papers were distributed. Spent 5 minutes reading every question in the paper. Ok it seems fine. I knew most of them and
started writing the answers. Being a slow writer, completing the exam within the stipulated time was itself a big challenge for me. I had 30 minutes to complete the exam
and two 10 mark questions to be answered. San** shaking my chair to pass my answer sheet for the 1st 10 mark question. Now she asks, silly female. I continued writing
my exam....she started nagging me even more. For the peace of mind to write my exam better, I passed the sheet to her without being noticed by my teacher. Oh that was
a task well done!! I appreciated myself still worrying abt getting the paper back. Tried hard to finish the exam and the bell rang "Tringgggggggg". Our teacher asked us to hand over the paper. Oh God, What would I do. I didn't get back my paper. Turned back and signaled her. Now am a little experience and got back the paper carefully,
pinned it and submitted it. Phew wat an experience.
The next day, San*** did not ask me for anything before the exam. I was happy about it. Went and sat in the exam hall without any overhead. Before the question papers were distributed, this rowdy boy next to me noticed my brand new PARKER fountain pen and asked me if he could use it to write his exam. My Parker pen? "No, never",
was my answer. To my surprise he started threatening me by saying, he will get me caught. Ok, now that was my overhead for the day. The exam started and so did
San***'s nagging. Probably she thought I didn't require prior notice now. How much overhead can an 8th standard girl handle. But now, I started getting more experienced and my teacher too. She noticed something fishy between us. Now and then she would stand right near us. But that wouldn't stop San***. We continued exchanging papers.
Our teacher was sure of wat we were doing with the rattling of the paper but couldn't catch us red handed. So every time she gave us an additional sheet, she wrote our
names on it. Poor me, I joined the list of notorious ppl in class!! I guess nothing would stop San*** from getting the papers from me. She continued asking and I gave her one of my answer sheets. But was very scared abt passing the paper to her. I asked for it immediately and just when she passed it and I placed it with my bunch of paper, our
teacher came to us, really pissed off by our behavior. But to her horror, all the papers in my hand were mine and all papers in San***'s hand was hers. Pity our teacher,
went back disappointed. I noticed the rowdy grinning mischievously. I returned the grin and went back scribbling my papers. Though I didn't dare to pass my papers for my
other exams, I let go my parker to that rowdy to stay on the safer side.
I decided never to pass the papers again. It was a real thrill and nice to recollect but that time it was horrible.
Our school has this practice of clubbing students from different classes to sit next each other. This time it meant that I sit with a 6th Standard boy by my side nd my friend San*** behind me and another 6th Standard boy by her side. This boy who sat next to me was a typical class 'rowdy' type. "Thats enough of the observations, try to
concentrate", is what I told myself. The question papers were distributed. Spent 5 minutes reading every question in the paper. Ok it seems fine. I knew most of them and
started writing the answers. Being a slow writer, completing the exam within the stipulated time was itself a big challenge for me. I had 30 minutes to complete the exam
and two 10 mark questions to be answered. San** shaking my chair to pass my answer sheet for the 1st 10 mark question. Now she asks, silly female. I continued writing
my exam....she started nagging me even more. For the peace of mind to write my exam better, I passed the sheet to her without being noticed by my teacher. Oh that was
a task well done!! I appreciated myself still worrying abt getting the paper back. Tried hard to finish the exam and the bell rang "Tringgggggggg". Our teacher asked us to hand over the paper. Oh God, What would I do. I didn't get back my paper. Turned back and signaled her. Now am a little experience and got back the paper carefully,
pinned it and submitted it. Phew wat an experience.
The next day, San*** did not ask me for anything before the exam. I was happy about it. Went and sat in the exam hall without any overhead. Before the question papers were distributed, this rowdy boy next to me noticed my brand new PARKER fountain pen and asked me if he could use it to write his exam. My Parker pen? "No, never",
was my answer. To my surprise he started threatening me by saying, he will get me caught. Ok, now that was my overhead for the day. The exam started and so did
San***'s nagging. Probably she thought I didn't require prior notice now. How much overhead can an 8th standard girl handle. But now, I started getting more experienced and my teacher too. She noticed something fishy between us. Now and then she would stand right near us. But that wouldn't stop San***. We continued exchanging papers.
Our teacher was sure of wat we were doing with the rattling of the paper but couldn't catch us red handed. So every time she gave us an additional sheet, she wrote our
names on it. Poor me, I joined the list of notorious ppl in class!! I guess nothing would stop San*** from getting the papers from me. She continued asking and I gave her one of my answer sheets. But was very scared abt passing the paper to her. I asked for it immediately and just when she passed it and I placed it with my bunch of paper, our
teacher came to us, really pissed off by our behavior. But to her horror, all the papers in my hand were mine and all papers in San***'s hand was hers. Pity our teacher,
went back disappointed. I noticed the rowdy grinning mischievously. I returned the grin and went back scribbling my papers. Though I didn't dare to pass my papers for my
other exams, I let go my parker to that rowdy to stay on the safer side.
I decided never to pass the papers again. It was a real thrill and nice to recollect but that time it was horrible.
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