I went through a series of situations during my stay in Germany.It was thrilling, motivating,depressing,exciting,miserable & beary beary memorable :)
The biggest lesson that i learnt was that wen u r feeling desperately lonely and lost, there is only 1 person's shoulder on whom u can rest , one peson on whom who can fall back on --that person being Ureself !!The more u try findin happiness in others the more depressing ure life becomes, Learn to live alone as well and trust me you really wud be happy.
i am the type who canot easily gel with others.. an introvert by nature who never ever made a tiny attempt to becom an extrovert.I have been branded as an adamant, dominating soul who suffers from tremendous amount of superiority complex.But i never gave a damm and till date have never bothered to change my image or the impressions that others have abt me, coz am honestly very happy with the way i am :)
So it was so veryyyy obvious that life here wud be difficult for me on the personal front and BINGO !!! It really was so..
i njouyed my job..i had new collegues, new boss(a hunk) and relatively a differnet kinda work.I was doing my job well and was pretty confident on that.The problem was with my personal life as it had been nullified :( i had couple of collegues but they remained in the collegues territory itself and among few other collegues i tried to search my friends but alas !!!! all i was returned bak with was cold stares and negative vibes.. well it was natural on their part to cope up with a weirdo like me .. well no complains and neither do i express any regrets on this.
i was the 1 who never went out alone. i used to hang out with my bunch of friends or my mom.ah !! here right from getting the groceries to sight cing i wud do it myself. initially i felt a bit awkward & uncomfortable but slowly i started njouying it and now the moment i discover myself sitting alone in the apt ,i just go out for shopping :) For me staying alone is much better than moving around with ppl whom u canot gel with.atleast i didnt have to take any1's tantrums :) or vice versa ..
Well !!!atleast 1 gud thing happened staying alone, i started to blog agn & to read agn ... two of the things which had suddenly vanished from my life after me cming to germany ,firstly bcoz of lack of time and secondly that i was so busy adjusting my self in this new place that i hardly had time to read and blog :)
Now I have become dependant more on myself than on any1 else :) and have started to live peacefully against all the daunting odds..
well it is my life and i had an option to choose: choose to be depressed and whine that i have nobody or to start njouying the life even thou if it meant cuking, eating,shopping ,sleeping and hanging out alone.and i chose the second 1 and have started njouying this different phase of my life :)
"The only thing that is constant in life is CHANGE.." (as said by my manager.This very sentence had inspired me a lol.. )
hmm.. so this is not gonna be a permanent phase of my life..Couple of days more and i shall be bak---bak to my home, my family , my friends and my land...
i shal pen down my others experiences again.as of now its time to go and prepare dinner..feelin hungry :( cya
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Journey to Dubai--> Düsseldorf ....
I boarded my plane from Hyd airport and reached Dubai.The journey was fine.. I was completely mesmerized watching the Dubai airport and passed my time admiring it, and for the next 3 hrs i forgot that I was alone . Later I tuk the flight to Düsseldorf.
It was then finally that the situation penetrated into me tht I wud be away from my home ,family and friends for 'x' months. . huh!!! I didn’t know wht was the value of x.Was it 1 , 2 ,3,5 or 6 ??
I started to suffocate... Relax !! not becoz of the lack of oxygen in the plane, but becoz of the thought that I had to live alone for a gud period of time… i desperately wanted to go bak, bak to my home . I wanted to jump from the plane and land in my home, but later striked off the idea as it didn’t seem practical enough ;) coz that stunt cud only b performed by 007 or TomCruise or best done by our balayyaa who cud manage to land on the ground with his wig intact and unhurt.
anyways all I could do at that moment was cry..Well I was lucky enough that the plane was almost empty.Occasionallyy I cud c a person or 2 in the flight. Well !!!that atleast gave me the freedom to weep freely:) and I properly utilized the situation.
i wept myself into a state of exhaustion and dozed off to sleep. I got up when the flight was just about to land. The airhostess was petrified cing my swollen face and eyes . I wudnt have been surprised if she wud have shrieked cing a face like that .Well she indeed was a proficient in her job as she composed herself back quite spontaneously and immediately asked me whether I needed any medical help. Ofcourse I declined. Wht medical help wud they giv me for the depression which had clung to me so firmly. Now as the plane was abt to land,a new fear took grip of me
“Wht next !!! Do I need to clear the airport procedure again, will I miss anything. What abt my luggage ?? Is naren waiting for me ouside to pick me up ?? If not had I jotted down the address of the place where I had to go ?? I don’t even have any1’s contact numbers..”
I was in no mood to allow another fresh fear to take grip of me so I simply shut down my mind for sometime.
I cleared the airport procedures well as all normal humans do .Was pretty relieved cing both my suitcases intact and was stimulated a bit watching naren and karthik waving out for me from outside the airport…From there started a new journey of my life…
It was then finally that the situation penetrated into me tht I wud be away from my home ,family and friends for 'x' months. . huh!!! I didn’t know wht was the value of x.Was it 1 , 2 ,3,5 or 6 ??
I started to suffocate... Relax !! not becoz of the lack of oxygen in the plane, but becoz of the thought that I had to live alone for a gud period of time… i desperately wanted to go bak, bak to my home . I wanted to jump from the plane and land in my home, but later striked off the idea as it didn’t seem practical enough ;) coz that stunt cud only b performed by 007 or TomCruise or best done by our balayyaa who cud manage to land on the ground with his wig intact and unhurt.
anyways all I could do at that moment was cry..Well I was lucky enough that the plane was almost empty.Occasionallyy I cud c a person or 2 in the flight. Well !!!that atleast gave me the freedom to weep freely:) and I properly utilized the situation.
i wept myself into a state of exhaustion and dozed off to sleep. I got up when the flight was just about to land. The airhostess was petrified cing my swollen face and eyes . I wudnt have been surprised if she wud have shrieked cing a face like that .Well she indeed was a proficient in her job as she composed herself back quite spontaneously and immediately asked me whether I needed any medical help. Ofcourse I declined. Wht medical help wud they giv me for the depression which had clung to me so firmly. Now as the plane was abt to land,a new fear took grip of me
“Wht next !!! Do I need to clear the airport procedure again, will I miss anything. What abt my luggage ?? Is naren waiting for me ouside to pick me up ?? If not had I jotted down the address of the place where I had to go ?? I don’t even have any1’s contact numbers..”
I was in no mood to allow another fresh fear to take grip of me so I simply shut down my mind for sometime.
I cleared the airport procedures well as all normal humans do .Was pretty relieved cing both my suitcases intact and was stimulated a bit watching naren and karthik waving out for me from outside the airport…From there started a new journey of my life…
Friday, January 05, 2007
being loved is all that matters in the end.....
Last nite lying on my bed with sucha bad throat and shivering due to cold , I realized what it was being loved and cared .
I wished my mom wud have been there to gimme hot drink to soothe my throat and my dad cing to it tht I am comfortably sleeping with all the warmth around me and my bro acting like my doc by chking the medicines and their names b4 giving them
The only thing that I needed at tht moment was som1 2 take care of me. A person who cud sit beside me and talk till I fell asleep.
A person who wud be standing rite in front of me, asking how I felt, wen I open my eyes in the morning, touch my forehead and chk if I gotta temperature.
Instead ,I managed to makea cuppa hot milk with lotsa pepper, struggled to heat the oil and massage them under my feet and palms ,curl myself in the rug and weep :(
All we need is not bundles of money but ppl around us who r there to love and take care of us in those lonely times and make us feel special and wanted :)
I wished my mom wud have been there to gimme hot drink to soothe my throat and my dad cing to it tht I am comfortably sleeping with all the warmth around me and my bro acting like my doc by chking the medicines and their names b4 giving them
The only thing that I needed at tht moment was som1 2 take care of me. A person who cud sit beside me and talk till I fell asleep.
A person who wud be standing rite in front of me, asking how I felt, wen I open my eyes in the morning, touch my forehead and chk if I gotta temperature.
Instead ,I managed to makea cuppa hot milk with lotsa pepper, struggled to heat the oil and massage them under my feet and palms ,curl myself in the rug and weep :(
All we need is not bundles of money but ppl around us who r there to love and take care of us in those lonely times and make us feel special and wanted :)
oppourtunity
One of the biggest achievements in life is the realization of an oppourtunity ( however small it cud be), at the rite time and at the rite moment ...The loss of letting it go cud be trivial or rather wud go unnoticed,but the gain of making use of it wud indeed be rewarding and much more than one cud anticipate.
Friday, May 05, 2006
My Gud old days
Oh Man!!!!! Abstaining myself from having pani pooris ,bhel puri & pav bhaaji has becom a hard-fough task especially as i have recoverd just now from a kinda grave viral fever...Ah!!!!! my mom has becom so damm strict taking my diet .To top it is my kid bro ..Kiddddd !!!!!! MY FOOT !!!!!! .. Gggggggrrrr..............Accepted tht he is a medical student , but it doesnt mean tht he has to behave like a doc with me.. and tht too not a gud doc but a khaduus doc .huh!!! one bigggggggg disadvantage of a doc in ure family...well well well!!!!! He is behaving like a Hitler with me right now .. i am suposed to give an account of the entire stuff tht i eat and drink to him.
HAVE MERCYYY!!!!!!
No oily stuff, no paani puris ,pizzas and also not even a drop of coke.. forget abt my “choco dip with nuts “ ice cream…how do I live without them !!!!!!!!!!!oh man !!!! from the moment i wake up till i agn land on bed... i am under constant inspection under them.He orders 4 the food tht i am supposed to eat and my mom not only makes it but also sees to it tht i finish it. I feel sick to the stomach having a look at tht bread,milk(yuk), rice, curd and fruits..
I have got completely demented off at the sights of apples..Really wanna catch hold of the person who coined the saying "An apple a day keeps the doctor away " and stuff his mouth with apples . In the days of scorching sun i am not allowed to touch the refrigerator to have a sip of cold water nor am i able to eat any junk food .Only saving grace is the coconut water.
I am a hapless victim and living a a wretched life at the moment.
Oh God!!! when will get bak my gud old days !!!!!!!sob sob sob!!!!!!!!
HAVE MERCYYY!!!!!!
No oily stuff, no paani puris ,pizzas and also not even a drop of coke.. forget abt my “choco dip with nuts “ ice cream…how do I live without them !!!!!!!!!!!oh man !!!! from the moment i wake up till i agn land on bed... i am under constant inspection under them.He orders 4 the food tht i am supposed to eat and my mom not only makes it but also sees to it tht i finish it. I feel sick to the stomach having a look at tht bread,milk(yuk), rice, curd and fruits..
I have got completely demented off at the sights of apples..Really wanna catch hold of the person who coined the saying "An apple a day keeps the doctor away " and stuff his mouth with apples . In the days of scorching sun i am not allowed to touch the refrigerator to have a sip of cold water nor am i able to eat any junk food .Only saving grace is the coconut water.
I am a hapless victim and living a a wretched life at the moment.
Oh God!!! when will get bak my gud old days !!!!!!!sob sob sob!!!!!!!!
Wednesday, April 12, 2006
My much awaited appraisal was done finally..
Hmm.. I knew exactly well beforehand wht would be the outcome of it..
I expected I wud have list of negative points rather than positive 1s..
But hey things turned out differently, very differently indeed..Firstly my manager mentioned all my +ve traits .Few of the points that he mentioned to me, abt me left me pondering as to “Am I really so gud?”. But but but the icing on the cake was the feedback from my module lead… he told so many goody goody and wonderful things regarding my work tht I was really stupefied.. wow!!!! It was literally a feast to my ears… I started elevating higher and higher.
God bless him!!!!!!
..But then came the real climax.. when my appraisal was almost about to end my manager pin pointed one of my
–ve attribute . I wil not even bother dicussing about it... Well ofcourse he said it as a suggestion. And didn’t mean to hurt me but the problem with me is tht I take things a bit personally rather than professionally. Anyways I did end up being hurt …. Sob sob sob !!!!!!
So by the end of the day I was completely demoralized and degraded.
I was desperate to do something to boost up my confidence, my energy level and my morale .so thought of participating in the elocution competition tht was to be scheduled in our company the very next day.. I reached home, finished up with my dinner and talking to my friend.So by the time I sat to pen down few points it was already past 12 . there were about 8 – 9 topics given.. and I decided to speak on “Hyderabad Traffic-Sense NoSense.” Coz tht was a very light and hot topic.. unfortunately the net was not working..I was literally snoozing but somehow managed to scribble down few points.The next moring,the net was working fine..Thanks to my stars.
I went through various sites for the traffic and prepared a gist ..Well the event started at 4.30 pm .. I was the 6th or 7th person to speak The moment I finished speaking ,deep down my conscious told me tht I wud be among the top 3.. well well well!!!! I STOOD 1ST :)))
Clap Clap Clap !!! Pat on my shoulders !!!!!!
I was happy but was kinda sad too coz none of my friends were present both when I was speaking and while I was collecting my prize.. (I would never forgive them for this)
But winning the competition did boost up my morale which i badly needed.
So now I am supercharged and I have very well refilled my confidence level.
Cya !!!
Hmm.. I knew exactly well beforehand wht would be the outcome of it..
I expected I wud have list of negative points rather than positive 1s..
But hey things turned out differently, very differently indeed..Firstly my manager mentioned all my +ve traits .Few of the points that he mentioned to me, abt me left me pondering as to “Am I really so gud?”. But but but the icing on the cake was the feedback from my module lead… he told so many goody goody and wonderful things regarding my work tht I was really stupefied.. wow!!!! It was literally a feast to my ears… I started elevating higher and higher.
God bless him!!!!!!
..But then came the real climax.. when my appraisal was almost about to end my manager pin pointed one of my
–ve attribute . I wil not even bother dicussing about it... Well ofcourse he said it as a suggestion. And didn’t mean to hurt me but the problem with me is tht I take things a bit personally rather than professionally. Anyways I did end up being hurt …. Sob sob sob !!!!!!
So by the end of the day I was completely demoralized and degraded.
I was desperate to do something to boost up my confidence, my energy level and my morale .so thought of participating in the elocution competition tht was to be scheduled in our company the very next day.. I reached home, finished up with my dinner and talking to my friend.So by the time I sat to pen down few points it was already past 12 . there were about 8 – 9 topics given.. and I decided to speak on “Hyderabad Traffic-Sense NoSense.” Coz tht was a very light and hot topic.. unfortunately the net was not working..I was literally snoozing but somehow managed to scribble down few points.The next moring,the net was working fine..Thanks to my stars.
I went through various sites for the traffic and prepared a gist ..Well the event started at 4.30 pm .. I was the 6th or 7th person to speak The moment I finished speaking ,deep down my conscious told me tht I wud be among the top 3.. well well well!!!! I STOOD 1ST :)))
Clap Clap Clap !!! Pat on my shoulders !!!!!!
I was happy but was kinda sad too coz none of my friends were present both when I was speaking and while I was collecting my prize.. (I would never forgive them for this)
But winning the competition did boost up my morale which i badly needed.
So now I am supercharged and I have very well refilled my confidence level.
Cya !!!
Tuesday, March 28, 2006
Silence ........
I received this forward and found it very touching....
Hope U all will like it too !!!!!
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Have you ever experienced a moment in your life when you just ran out of words and you go...
s i l e n t ???
Let me assist you in recalling...
...the moment when you left your home for the first time and you look
back at your parents who are worried that their son/daughter are
leaving them yet happy that their child took the first step towards
independence.
... the moment when the girl/boy you like most.. smiled back at you!
You don't say anything.. you just smile back..
... the moment when you get better marks than you expected... those
"numb" moments of ecstasy n surprise "is that true?"...
... the moment when you are parting with your old friend(s) and the
train has just started... and you are standing on the door of the
wagon.. waving "bye-bye" with your heart beating fast...
... the moment after the HR manager has just called you and told
you,"You are through! Congrats!"
... the moment when you sit alone in your room after having told
everyone that you cleared that exam you prepared for 6 months!!
You can go on remembering your "special" moments!
I had always wondered why I never said anything to myself at those
moments.. as if it was "understood"... happiness, joy, pain.. all
feelings just flowed ceaselessly in the 'years' that passed in those
flash moments!
They say.. the best way to communicate is through "silence".
Love. Joy. Grief. Surprise. Anger. Hope. Expectations. Support.
Non-cooperation...
Can you imagine the importance of a silent moment in a song ??
When Bryan Adams stops for a while along with music, before he goes
on in his husky voice...
... Please forgive me. I can't stop loving you!
Ever had those moments when you thought you were tired enough that
you reach for your bed after dinner.. but find yourself wide awake
looking at the roof of your room silently...
But you sure are 'thinking'... those moments of self-talk are the
most important in our lives. Those moments when we listen to our own
hearts! Those promises... those decisions... those are the moments
when we make our destinies!
Next time you go silent... listen carefully to what your heart is
saying.. listen to its joy...listen to its pain.. listen to its
fears.. listen to its desires..
Don't make it shut up and go off to sleep...
LISTEN TO THAT VOICE and ACCEPT EVERYTHING IT SAYS!
That voice alone can lead you to the abode of peace that your sleep
lacks... peace that awaits you!
Be in touch with your true self... be silent once a day,
every day !
Friday, March 24, 2006
I can cook!!! I can cook!!! I can cook!!!
Last Sunday afternoon a thought crossed my mind tht y not I cook something.. I scanned the fridge for the appropriate stuff. and entered the kitchen with much zest and religiously started preparing -------------- “Shahi Paneer “.
I looked like a warrior who was on the battlefield and using all his armours. Huh!!! In this case were the utensils, the kadhachi(long spoons, spatula) and the masala dabbas…A lot of endeavor was put into preparing the dish and finally my Shahi Paneer was ready….… EUREKAAAAAA!!!!!!
The so called “look and feel” of the dish was okki dokkii to me but the entire episode resulted in a properly messed up kitchen. which appeared as though it has been hit by an earthquake followed by a hurricane.lite!!! I didn’t care a damm!!!
Now my next task was to ask someone to taste it coz i simply loved my life a lol and cudnt take such a speculative step. Hmm.. target no1 was my mom who was busy correcting the unit test books..I intervened her work by placing the bowl on the book tht she was correcting and roared ” taste it plz” .At first she snapped at me and then looked at the curry and said” u c I don’t like paneer so y don’t u ask ure dad to try…!!!!!!!!!!!@@@@#####$!!!!!! I cud feel the bubbles of my enthusiasm,hope,happiness burst one by one..Yet keeping up my hope i turned around to find my bro standing there and watching the entire situation. I gestured him to com and try . Guess wht.!!!!!!!. in a fraction of a second he zoomed off in his room like a rocket as though I was holding a bomb in my hand which was ready to explode..
wait wait wait!!! Its not over here yet … Not only tht he hide in his room ,he also closed the door to ensure tht I wud nt com in….
My last target and only target left was my dad.He came home 4 lunch without knowing wht was instore for him. And poor soul was caught by me.. I gave him the bowl & with tht puppy expression on my face luked at him. well well well !!!!!! He interpreted my expression and tasted the curry.. yea yea just tasted it but didn’t eat it.
And remarked “ure mom is there to cuk right , y do u take all this trouble ”
If by any chance any of my hope bubble was left tht too did burst .
Now wht did tht mean!!!!!!.Was he concerned abt me or was tht an indirect order not to dare try cooking next time or was tht a humble request to not enter the kitchen in future, I donno but yea anyways I was contented tht atleast I made a conscious effort to cook coz tht has always been an herculean task 4 me and will always remain so..
I looked like a warrior who was on the battlefield and using all his armours. Huh!!! In this case were the utensils, the kadhachi(long spoons, spatula) and the masala dabbas…A lot of endeavor was put into preparing the dish and finally my Shahi Paneer was ready….… EUREKAAAAAA!!!!!!
The so called “look and feel” of the dish was okki dokkii to me but the entire episode resulted in a properly messed up kitchen. which appeared as though it has been hit by an earthquake followed by a hurricane.lite!!! I didn’t care a damm!!!
Now my next task was to ask someone to taste it coz i simply loved my life a lol and cudnt take such a speculative step. Hmm.. target no1 was my mom who was busy correcting the unit test books..I intervened her work by placing the bowl on the book tht she was correcting and roared ” taste it plz” .At first she snapped at me and then looked at the curry and said” u c I don’t like paneer so y don’t u ask ure dad to try…!!!!!!!!!!!@@@@#####$!!!!!! I cud feel the bubbles of my enthusiasm,hope,happiness burst one by one..Yet keeping up my hope i turned around to find my bro standing there and watching the entire situation. I gestured him to com and try . Guess wht.!!!!!!!. in a fraction of a second he zoomed off in his room like a rocket as though I was holding a bomb in my hand which was ready to explode..
wait wait wait!!! Its not over here yet … Not only tht he hide in his room ,he also closed the door to ensure tht I wud nt com in….
My last target and only target left was my dad.He came home 4 lunch without knowing wht was instore for him. And poor soul was caught by me.. I gave him the bowl & with tht puppy expression on my face luked at him. well well well !!!!!! He interpreted my expression and tasted the curry.. yea yea just tasted it but didn’t eat it.
And remarked “ure mom is there to cuk right , y do u take all this trouble ”
If by any chance any of my hope bubble was left tht too did burst .
Now wht did tht mean!!!!!!.Was he concerned abt me or was tht an indirect order not to dare try cooking next time or was tht a humble request to not enter the kitchen in future, I donno but yea anyways I was contented tht atleast I made a conscious effort to cook coz tht has always been an herculean task 4 me and will always remain so..
Monday, February 13, 2006
Thank God !!!!
“Oh God!!!!! Not again “ was my remark when I saw my face in the mirror and at the two pimples tht were popping out on my cheek & forehead. It looked as though both of them were competing with each other as to how big and red can they buldge out.I cursed god for making me look so ugly. I simply enacted it like a melodrama of the saas bahu serials only without any background score.(kyu bhagwaan kyu , tumne mere saath aisa kyu kiya!!!!!!)I found fault with my hair, my nose, my complexion, my height etc etc.. Huh!!! At tht moment I was so frustrated tht I felt tht there was not a single thing tht was gud abt me.I felt too low.As I had to get ready 4 office, I dabbed some extra powder around the pimples to make it less visible.As I started to leave for my office I kept grudging to myself tht I am the most unluckiest gal in this world, universal,galaxy etc etc..( I know I know !! I was over reacting) .I felt as though all the ppl on the road were staring at my pimples huh!! Yea !!! as though they had no other work to do . but well one does feel so when one is too conscious..
The day surely started out to be bad .While staring at the pimple in the mirror by sometimes standing close to it and sometime a few feet away from it to check whether tht pimple was visible or not ,I missed my bus..I asked the auto driver to take me to hitech city directly.The traffic near yosufguda is terrible and literally comes to a crawl.. I got pissed out by the smoke , the dust accompanied with the continuous honking of the vehicals, each of them competing 4 space without following any traffic rules , all the beggars of the world drop in at tht moment & to top it all were those two pimples ..In the midst of the chaos my eyes fell on a structure sitting in the corner of the footpath..She was an impoverished gal, literally in rags..I cudnt see her face as her hair had concealed her face..I knew something was wrong with her.. it was as though she was hiding herself from the world but cudnt.. She looked scary ,similar to the ghost in the movie “ The Ring”.. The more I observed her behaviour the more inquisitive I became..She then stood up to leave.. It was then tht I saw her face which sent a chill through my spine ..I had till date never seen som1 or something like tht. Her entire body including her face was burnt … burn which according to medical terminology is called as 3rd degree burns.. I watched in petrified horror as the ghostly figure started out 4 her work ie to beg..Mass of flesh dangling down here and there.. Her hair was burnt , her eyes were damaged due to the burns.. She was completely disfigured and distorted.. I guess am not getting proper words to describe her.
I felt sick, sick to the stomach at the sight.... I did know how to react looking at the misshapen structure. I didn’t know whether to sympathise with her or despise god for letting such a misfortunate and gruesome incident happen to her. U know wht my immediate reaction was . I thanked god .. I thanked him profusely tht even though I was not beautiful atleast I was not cripped or impaired.. The biggest thing was tht I was NORMAL. At that moment being normal looked to be like the biggest gift one cud have. I was just staring at her with fear, digust and pity, tht was all I cud do,just sympathize with her who not only experienced such catastrophic burn injuries but also was living with it.. What the hell were my two cute pimples(look I have changed) in front of the tragedy tht she went through.
The day surely started out to be bad .While staring at the pimple in the mirror by sometimes standing close to it and sometime a few feet away from it to check whether tht pimple was visible or not ,I missed my bus..I asked the auto driver to take me to hitech city directly.The traffic near yosufguda is terrible and literally comes to a crawl.. I got pissed out by the smoke , the dust accompanied with the continuous honking of the vehicals, each of them competing 4 space without following any traffic rules , all the beggars of the world drop in at tht moment & to top it all were those two pimples ..In the midst of the chaos my eyes fell on a structure sitting in the corner of the footpath..She was an impoverished gal, literally in rags..I cudnt see her face as her hair had concealed her face..I knew something was wrong with her.. it was as though she was hiding herself from the world but cudnt.. She looked scary ,similar to the ghost in the movie “ The Ring”.. The more I observed her behaviour the more inquisitive I became..She then stood up to leave.. It was then tht I saw her face which sent a chill through my spine ..I had till date never seen som1 or something like tht. Her entire body including her face was burnt … burn which according to medical terminology is called as 3rd degree burns.. I watched in petrified horror as the ghostly figure started out 4 her work ie to beg..Mass of flesh dangling down here and there.. Her hair was burnt , her eyes were damaged due to the burns.. She was completely disfigured and distorted.. I guess am not getting proper words to describe her.
I felt sick, sick to the stomach at the sight.... I did know how to react looking at the misshapen structure. I didn’t know whether to sympathise with her or despise god for letting such a misfortunate and gruesome incident happen to her. U know wht my immediate reaction was . I thanked god .. I thanked him profusely tht even though I was not beautiful atleast I was not cripped or impaired.. The biggest thing was tht I was NORMAL. At that moment being normal looked to be like the biggest gift one cud have. I was just staring at her with fear, digust and pity, tht was all I cud do,just sympathize with her who not only experienced such catastrophic burn injuries but also was living with it.. What the hell were my two cute pimples(look I have changed) in front of the tragedy tht she went through.
Monday, February 06, 2006
An Awesomeeeeeeeee View !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A must SEE picture. BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This picture is recently took by National Geographic Channel.
Friday, January 06, 2006
My friends ::
The clock strikes 10.15 and my cell starts ringing (kewl !! that ryhmes),indicating tht its time 4 a break. My friends start giving me missed calls.
10.15Am---- the time when we forgather at our adda ‘ the canteen’ for around 20 minutes and transform ourselves from professional guys into typical college students. We sit in the last row of the canteen sustaining the college trademark of back benchers and then start our conversation/gags. We never never never discuss our work coz tht something to be done in our department along with our project mates and not with friends isn’t it ?? And any1 who discusses abt work is given a stern luk as though he/she has commited an ugly crime.
We observe many of the ppll who stare at us like a green-eyed monster..
we don’t pay heed to their stares. huh!!! Just laught among ourselves they are the typical baffled ladies who had never been a part of a gang, never enjoyed their life , just got married and living a sedentary life and do nothing but envy us cing our enjoyment and care free attitude. Never mind!!!!!
we laugh, giggle, prattle, whine at our wacky and goofy jokes.
Sounds dumb na, but trust me, it’s a gr8 way of relaxing and being happy..
Lemme tel u a lil bit abt each of them.
The way kartik/laddu/tillu uses his imagination,and creativity in imitating people.. Man!!! its worth watching. he is the 1 who laughs at the silliest joke and his face turns red like an over riped tomato and all of us in unison shout at him saying "bas kar bas, warna phat jaaega"(stop laughing so much else u will explode).
Kartik with his gargantuan size calls me moti!!! And I reply back like a trained parrot “ mein patli hoonn”.
And our very own sirisha/siri/gundu/sardaren (hopefully she 4gives me for letting out her nicknames) is usually the prey 4 their silly and redundant jokes. She is an angel who believes in the funda tht “ whts wrong when a person get happiness by pulling her leg or plays a prank on her” guess the world is existing bcoz of gud ppl like her...
Reddy/Chitims blushes everytime we smile and say “ hey r luking handsom today.. how com u turned so fair overnite ?” (He is the one who is paranoid taking his complexion)
And gosh!!!! His face turns into a 440 V ever glowing bulb followed by the standard dialogue “saave kodutunaaru ra babu”( Goddd!!! These gals r killing me).
Then comes our rajani or chotu rabbit ,a sobriquet which she won bcoz of her resemblance with a rabbit. Well!!!! she is the latest prey in Kartik’s hands coz all the jokes are laid on her..
Poor kid!!!
Yea she is indeed a kid physically and mentally as well..
Well there are infact two kids in our group .How cud I forget Sowjanya/sowji..
The younger kid between the two. When rajani and sowjanya talk or argue they luk literally like 2 kindergarden students indulged in gossiping ,engrossed in their own world.
When the talk about kids is goin on then comes the turn of the most matured gals in my gang They r keerti/kitty and shilpa/star.
Oh man!!!!!!! the kind of advices they give , luks like as thought they have lived their lives for 100 yrs .. The way they chide sowjanya to eat and tackle her when she enacts her kiddish nataks is must see situation. I am sure abt 1 thing, they will indeed turn out to be strict moms .. i pray for their kids, poor souls !!!!!
Gaurav/gaurav puttar – who luks so introvert but has well proved the famous saying true tht “ Looks are Deceptive”
Coz the remarks tht he makes and the way he strikes back when som1 plays a joke on him is simply something tht u cannot believe tht comes from a guy like him..He is known for his spontaneous, witty one liners..
Next is Sandeep/dipu, who carries this big brotherly kinda persona, guides ppll and helps even b4 u ask him.
Narendra/nariga/naren who is known as the joker of our gang, coz makes a laugh a lol , well sometimes does exceeds his limits as well.. A very high-spirited person who is very gud in playing pranks …
Sirisha V/Vadrevu who talks abt nothing else than being practical, about visions of future, be free from sentiments and emotions etc etc etc A similar character is Krishnan.
Moslty Krishnan is lost in his own world.Guess he thinks a lol.
A quite member of our gang Vinay/innai, who gets scared everytime sirisha raises her hand to hit him.She just scares the hell out of him. Poor chap!!!!, still beleives in the funda tht “guys shudnt hit back to gals “and remains silent to the shots of sirisha who shows no mercy while hitting guys(Gud !!! Pat on her shoulders) and she properly takes advantage of this..
Ajit - of whom his very own PM is scared to death to hand him his appraisal letter coz he knows the consequences. Huh!!!! He believes in the concept “ either u or me” or a I shall put it this way " Do or Die" . this sounds better I guess.
Don’t misunderstand him as a kind of a macho who scares the ppl of his department , his built and attitude are completly contrast.
This is my gang
Toooo big isn’t it ???
But worthy enough .
With a bunch of friends who r so caring, loving and nice wht else cud I ask 4…
My life is entertaining and invigorating coz it is full of such gr888 friends
Touch Wood !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
10.15Am---- the time when we forgather at our adda ‘ the canteen’ for around 20 minutes and transform ourselves from professional guys into typical college students. We sit in the last row of the canteen sustaining the college trademark of back benchers and then start our conversation/gags. We never never never discuss our work coz tht something to be done in our department along with our project mates and not with friends isn’t it ?? And any1 who discusses abt work is given a stern luk as though he/she has commited an ugly crime.
We observe many of the ppll who stare at us like a green-eyed monster..
we don’t pay heed to their stares. huh!!! Just laught among ourselves they are the typical baffled ladies who had never been a part of a gang, never enjoyed their life , just got married and living a sedentary life and do nothing but envy us cing our enjoyment and care free attitude. Never mind!!!!!
we laugh, giggle, prattle, whine at our wacky and goofy jokes.
Sounds dumb na, but trust me, it’s a gr8 way of relaxing and being happy..
Lemme tel u a lil bit abt each of them.
The way kartik/laddu/tillu uses his imagination,and creativity in imitating people.. Man!!! its worth watching. he is the 1 who laughs at the silliest joke and his face turns red like an over riped tomato and all of us in unison shout at him saying "bas kar bas, warna phat jaaega"(stop laughing so much else u will explode).
Kartik with his gargantuan size calls me moti!!! And I reply back like a trained parrot “ mein patli hoonn”.
And our very own sirisha/siri/gundu/sardaren (hopefully she 4gives me for letting out her nicknames) is usually the prey 4 their silly and redundant jokes. She is an angel who believes in the funda tht “ whts wrong when a person get happiness by pulling her leg or plays a prank on her” guess the world is existing bcoz of gud ppl like her...
Reddy/Chitims blushes everytime we smile and say “ hey r luking handsom today.. how com u turned so fair overnite ?” (He is the one who is paranoid taking his complexion)
And gosh!!!! His face turns into a 440 V ever glowing bulb followed by the standard dialogue “saave kodutunaaru ra babu”( Goddd!!! These gals r killing me).
Then comes our rajani or chotu rabbit ,a sobriquet which she won bcoz of her resemblance with a rabbit. Well!!!! she is the latest prey in Kartik’s hands coz all the jokes are laid on her..
Poor kid!!!
Yea she is indeed a kid physically and mentally as well..
Well there are infact two kids in our group .How cud I forget Sowjanya/sowji..
The younger kid between the two. When rajani and sowjanya talk or argue they luk literally like 2 kindergarden students indulged in gossiping ,engrossed in their own world.
When the talk about kids is goin on then comes the turn of the most matured gals in my gang They r keerti/kitty and shilpa/star.
Oh man!!!!!!! the kind of advices they give , luks like as thought they have lived their lives for 100 yrs .. The way they chide sowjanya to eat and tackle her when she enacts her kiddish nataks is must see situation. I am sure abt 1 thing, they will indeed turn out to be strict moms .. i pray for their kids, poor souls !!!!!
Gaurav/gaurav puttar – who luks so introvert but has well proved the famous saying true tht “ Looks are Deceptive”
Coz the remarks tht he makes and the way he strikes back when som1 plays a joke on him is simply something tht u cannot believe tht comes from a guy like him..He is known for his spontaneous, witty one liners..
Next is Sandeep/dipu, who carries this big brotherly kinda persona, guides ppll and helps even b4 u ask him.
Narendra/nariga/naren who is known as the joker of our gang, coz makes a laugh a lol , well sometimes does exceeds his limits as well.. A very high-spirited person who is very gud in playing pranks …
Sirisha V/Vadrevu who talks abt nothing else than being practical, about visions of future, be free from sentiments and emotions etc etc etc A similar character is Krishnan.
Moslty Krishnan is lost in his own world.Guess he thinks a lol.
A quite member of our gang Vinay/innai, who gets scared everytime sirisha raises her hand to hit him.She just scares the hell out of him. Poor chap!!!!, still beleives in the funda tht “guys shudnt hit back to gals “and remains silent to the shots of sirisha who shows no mercy while hitting guys(Gud !!! Pat on her shoulders) and she properly takes advantage of this..
Ajit - of whom his very own PM is scared to death to hand him his appraisal letter coz he knows the consequences. Huh!!!! He believes in the concept “ either u or me” or a I shall put it this way " Do or Die" . this sounds better I guess.
Don’t misunderstand him as a kind of a macho who scares the ppl of his department , his built and attitude are completly contrast.
This is my gang
Toooo big isn’t it ???
But worthy enough .
With a bunch of friends who r so caring, loving and nice wht else cud I ask 4…
My life is entertaining and invigorating coz it is full of such gr888 friends
Touch Wood !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Monday, November 28, 2005
Training session--Meditation
I remember a particular training program called “Meditation” that was conducted when I had joined Infotech ..
Here’s the anecdote::
The chairs in the training hall were arranged in a semi circle fashion .
keerti and I sat at the center of the row as though we were the only spirited participants.i still cudnt figure out as to wht got into our brains tht we sat in the middle .The session began.The trainer looked very poised. He asked many questions, told us various philosophical things I don’t really recall much..
But just before lunch break he told us tht we ought to medidate
He asked us to close our eyes and concentrate. He explained us to place our concentration in the center of our forehead..”CENTER OF THE FOREHEAD !!!!!!! how shud I do tht ????” Anyways we closed our eyes . Out of nowhere came a moan… I wondered ,was it a wolf moan or whether any of my friend was whimpering… I squinched my eyes to see wht was wrong in the room(Thank god everybody were meditating with their eyes shut) it tuk me a minute to realize tht it was music which was being played in the room on an mp3 player..It was actually played to calm us dowm and help us concentrate.calm !!!!! man !!!!! it did everything other than make me calm… he later started to repeat a sentence “now concentrate… u will feel lighter and lighter”
At every interval of 2 –3 mins he repeated “ u wil feel lighter and lighter and lighter”, I was imagining tht may be when I open my eyes I wud see my friends levitate .I cud hear keerti giggling sitting beside me and at the same time trying to control it, I cudnt dare to look at her coz I knew if I wud do so ,I wud burst out laughing, so I just kept my head bent down..
It was not the first time that I tried to medidate .Many a times b4 I gave a try , but everytime ended up thinking either abt shahrukh khan or recollect funny instances which I usually don’t even recall, but at tht point I recollected all the funny incidents of my life. I still remember tht keerti and I decided tht after lunch we will sit in exteme corners so tht we can laugh peacefully and the person wil not observe us.
And what do we c all the chairs were occupied and we were left with tht two particular chairs in the center.
We resolved between us tht wht may com , we wud b serious and not laugh, and concentrate. But moment the swamiji/the person who came to teach appeared agn in the room we luked at each other and started our giggles
I prayed to all the gods tht don’t let him repeat tht meditation segment agn but my prayers were unanswered and the music began agn… I felt I cud face 100 interviews, do wht so ever difficult things but not control my laugh
I expected tht the show ended there but I was wrong agn.
They asked us to bow in front of each other and say “ I like u .I belong to u” Belong to u!!!!!!!! HAVE MERCY!!!! I was astonished tht I shud say this , and luked at my friends, they kept reciting it religiously to each other,I wished my list of crushes wud be present at tht moment so tht not just these two sentences, I wud have sung for them similar to how shahrukh sings cing sushmita in main hoon na.. Anyways I managed to mumble those words to my friends …Thank god the program ended.
If it wud have lasted 4 some more time I swear I wud have got convulsions of laughter
This is one among the incidents in my life, which still has the power to make me smile naaaaa giggle naaaaaa laugh :)
Here’s the anecdote::
The chairs in the training hall were arranged in a semi circle fashion .
keerti and I sat at the center of the row as though we were the only spirited participants.i still cudnt figure out as to wht got into our brains tht we sat in the middle .The session began.The trainer looked very poised. He asked many questions, told us various philosophical things I don’t really recall much..
But just before lunch break he told us tht we ought to medidate
He asked us to close our eyes and concentrate. He explained us to place our concentration in the center of our forehead..”CENTER OF THE FOREHEAD !!!!!!! how shud I do tht ????” Anyways we closed our eyes . Out of nowhere came a moan… I wondered ,was it a wolf moan or whether any of my friend was whimpering… I squinched my eyes to see wht was wrong in the room(Thank god everybody were meditating with their eyes shut) it tuk me a minute to realize tht it was music which was being played in the room on an mp3 player..It was actually played to calm us dowm and help us concentrate.calm !!!!! man !!!!! it did everything other than make me calm… he later started to repeat a sentence “now concentrate… u will feel lighter and lighter”
At every interval of 2 –3 mins he repeated “ u wil feel lighter and lighter and lighter”, I was imagining tht may be when I open my eyes I wud see my friends levitate .I cud hear keerti giggling sitting beside me and at the same time trying to control it, I cudnt dare to look at her coz I knew if I wud do so ,I wud burst out laughing, so I just kept my head bent down..
It was not the first time that I tried to medidate .Many a times b4 I gave a try , but everytime ended up thinking either abt shahrukh khan or recollect funny instances which I usually don’t even recall, but at tht point I recollected all the funny incidents of my life. I still remember tht keerti and I decided tht after lunch we will sit in exteme corners so tht we can laugh peacefully and the person wil not observe us.
And what do we c all the chairs were occupied and we were left with tht two particular chairs in the center.
We resolved between us tht wht may com , we wud b serious and not laugh, and concentrate. But moment the swamiji/the person who came to teach appeared agn in the room we luked at each other and started our giggles
I prayed to all the gods tht don’t let him repeat tht meditation segment agn but my prayers were unanswered and the music began agn… I felt I cud face 100 interviews, do wht so ever difficult things but not control my laugh
I expected tht the show ended there but I was wrong agn.
They asked us to bow in front of each other and say “ I like u .I belong to u” Belong to u!!!!!!!! HAVE MERCY!!!! I was astonished tht I shud say this , and luked at my friends, they kept reciting it religiously to each other,I wished my list of crushes wud be present at tht moment so tht not just these two sentences, I wud have sung for them similar to how shahrukh sings cing sushmita in main hoon na.. Anyways I managed to mumble those words to my friends …Thank god the program ended.
If it wud have lasted 4 some more time I swear I wud have got convulsions of laughter
This is one among the incidents in my life, which still has the power to make me smile naaaaa giggle naaaaaa laugh :)
School Life
Daily morning when I watch the kids along with their school bags
(which is twice their size),in their neatly starched uniforms waiting for their autos/schools bus, I simply cannot help but envy them ..
What a wonderfull ,carefree, happy go lucky life they live .No tensions abt promotions, abt competitions, abt appraisals, abt salary hikes, abt job switching and last but not the least abt marriage (especially for gals coz according to our parents we are so called “settled” and wht r we waiting for ?) .. huh!! The list goes on and on an on.....…
All that these tiny tots gotta worry abt is “EXAMS”, which I agree does cause nightmares to any kid. But thts just temporary may be a week or two.
You ought to see the combination of serene, joyous,zealous,naughty look on their faces in 1 word BINDAAASSSSSSS ,the eagerness to go to school unlike the dispirited luk on my face which clearly indicates “ Godddd!!!! I don’t wanna go to tht damm office”
Huh!!!!!!!! School Life ----- the best phase in any individual’s life..
(which is twice their size),in their neatly starched uniforms waiting for their autos/schools bus, I simply cannot help but envy them ..
What a wonderfull ,carefree, happy go lucky life they live .No tensions abt promotions, abt competitions, abt appraisals, abt salary hikes, abt job switching and last but not the least abt marriage (especially for gals coz according to our parents we are so called “settled” and wht r we waiting for ?) .. huh!! The list goes on and on an on.....…
All that these tiny tots gotta worry abt is “EXAMS”, which I agree does cause nightmares to any kid. But thts just temporary may be a week or two.
You ought to see the combination of serene, joyous,zealous,naughty look on their faces in 1 word BINDAAASSSSSSS ,the eagerness to go to school unlike the dispirited luk on my face which clearly indicates “ Godddd!!!! I don’t wanna go to tht damm office”
Huh!!!!!!!! School Life ----- the best phase in any individual’s life..
Monday, November 07, 2005
Crush or Love::
I received this sms today and I simply loved it !!!!
The difference between Crush and Love??
When u like a person and know the reason y then it’s a CRUSH. But when u like a person and and don’t know the reason y u like then its LOVE……..
The difference between Crush and Love??
When u like a person and know the reason y then it’s a CRUSH. But when u like a person and and don’t know the reason y u like then its LOVE……..
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Tragedy :(
I participated in antakshari competition which was held during our annual day (Infotsav ).must say i was pretty excited abt it..
i was confident right from the beginning that i/we wud win..
there were supposed to be 4 members in each team.
So sirisha,kartik,vinay and I particiapted..
we sent in our nominations on the very first day when we received a mail from HR department.They received many nominations than they themselves had anticipated .We had to clear a written test to make into the semifinals..
huh!!! sounds strange right !!! yea even i was stupefied seeing so many interested participants.The place where the competition was being conducted had a carnival atmosphere. Anyways the paper was quite easy.we scored 3rd highest in it..
A total of 16 teams were slected for semifinals from around 40-45 teams that had participated.in the semifinal we played too good and stood first. The rounds were pretty exciting .We had the normal antakshari round, then the dhun round, the situation round, antara mukhada round, jumbled up phrases and so on.sirisha, kartik and myself were strong with hindi songs and vinay alone handled the telugu stream. he was real gud in it. all the points tht we had made in the telugu rounds was bcoz of him ..And sirsha and kartik ...they are born alka yagnik and sonu nigam.. This made our team look even more colourful.We scored the highest and the maximum that 1 cud score,ie cent % .
We won. bingo!!!!
The finals were supposed to be a week later.we waited 4 the d-day to arrive with much gusto .i had gone through the sites to know the lyrics of various hindi songs byheart. There were 6 of them who were selected from 16 for the finals.
The competition started. we cleared each and every round..There were 3 teams who were lagging behind us. Finallyy came the last round. wherein if we would score the 20pts which was the max tht any1 cud score in tht round, we wud win.I already cud sense the victory within me. Oh btw, lemme tell u about the last round.It was a visual round. they would show a song in the mute mode and we had to recognize the movie name and sing the song .. atleast 2-4 lines..That accounted to 20 points..
We got a hindi movie..i was almost sure that we would win..
The visual was played..
Off late the whole country is dancing to the tunes of the film "aashique banaya aapne.."
well in the same movie there is another song named "aap ki kashish.."
ths was actually is 1 of my favsss..i knew the lyrics but at the same time was not confident enough tht i wud sing it properly.and wht do i c it was the same movie and the same song.we got 10 pts to recognize the movie . And had to sing tht song next.None of my team mates knew abt this song or the lyrics.. somehow i managed to sing..
lemme tell u i sang, although was very nervous within.. Generally u tend to get nervous when u ought to speak or tell on something tht u ureself r not sure abt..
well i completed the song and waited for the host and judge say yes, ie to nod their head in approval.. they did and i was kinda shocked tht wow!!!!! we won..
but alas !!! a guy from the audience came up and said tht in the second line i made a mistake .it was not khumaar but madhosh ..
huh!!!
the song goes like this
aap ki kashish
sarfarosh hai
aap ka nasha
yu madhosh hai
kya kahe tum se jaaneja
gum hua hosh hai..
huh!!! so we didnt get our 10 points, the teams who were 10 pts lagging , covered up by getting 20 pts in this round..
i was devastrated.. i know its just a small competiotion. but competitions r meant to be won not lose.. As much as i remember any competition tht i have ever particiapted in i never lost.Anyways then began the tie.. All of us were given hindi dhun to identify.each of us did.The competition and the tie was getting stiffer and stiffer. We had 1 more round . This was to identify the telugu dhun.By this time i got a premonition tht we are gonna loose.
well !!!! we lost :( i still donno which was tht telugu dhun tht they played, neither did any1 from the audience were able to identify it.. the other 2 teams also cudnt identify their respective dhuns, and the final team did and they won..
it was pathetic.not tht we lost but the kind with which we lost.
u call it like "just narrowly missed"
huh!!! just tht 1 word made the entire difference..
the moment i think abt it , i just get engulfed with frustration . from tht day onwards i daily recollect tht event and try putting an end to it. " wht if i wud have sung correctly.. wht if i wud have been given som other song which i knew .. wht if tht guy from the audience wudnt have come and pointed my mistake.. wht if.. wht if..."
but how much ever interesting ending i make its gonna be just in my thoughts, coz tht event has finished..
i was soo low the next weekk..I just solaced myself telling tht he was a friend of our competing team and obviously had shown favourism..
Actually speaking the final round was no longer a competition .. it turned out to b a fight and the stage a battlefield and i had intented to win it but lost... :(
well i wud consider this as my biggest tragedy in life..
Even b4 playing the game i was visualizing our team being the winner and the smiles on our faces..
But am still not able to shrug off the sadness tht has hung around me :(
i was confident right from the beginning that i/we wud win..
there were supposed to be 4 members in each team.
So sirisha,kartik,vinay and I particiapted..
we sent in our nominations on the very first day when we received a mail from HR department.They received many nominations than they themselves had anticipated .We had to clear a written test to make into the semifinals..
huh!!! sounds strange right !!! yea even i was stupefied seeing so many interested participants.The place where the competition was being conducted had a carnival atmosphere. Anyways the paper was quite easy.we scored 3rd highest in it..
A total of 16 teams were slected for semifinals from around 40-45 teams that had participated.in the semifinal we played too good and stood first. The rounds were pretty exciting .We had the normal antakshari round, then the dhun round, the situation round, antara mukhada round, jumbled up phrases and so on.sirisha, kartik and myself were strong with hindi songs and vinay alone handled the telugu stream. he was real gud in it. all the points tht we had made in the telugu rounds was bcoz of him ..And sirsha and kartik ...they are born alka yagnik and sonu nigam.. This made our team look even more colourful.We scored the highest and the maximum that 1 cud score,ie cent % .
We won. bingo!!!!
The finals were supposed to be a week later.we waited 4 the d-day to arrive with much gusto .i had gone through the sites to know the lyrics of various hindi songs byheart. There were 6 of them who were selected from 16 for the finals.
The competition started. we cleared each and every round..There were 3 teams who were lagging behind us. Finallyy came the last round. wherein if we would score the 20pts which was the max tht any1 cud score in tht round, we wud win.I already cud sense the victory within me. Oh btw, lemme tell u about the last round.It was a visual round. they would show a song in the mute mode and we had to recognize the movie name and sing the song .. atleast 2-4 lines..That accounted to 20 points..
We got a hindi movie..i was almost sure that we would win..
The visual was played..
Off late the whole country is dancing to the tunes of the film "aashique banaya aapne.."
well in the same movie there is another song named "aap ki kashish.."
ths was actually is 1 of my favsss..i knew the lyrics but at the same time was not confident enough tht i wud sing it properly.and wht do i c it was the same movie and the same song.we got 10 pts to recognize the movie . And had to sing tht song next.None of my team mates knew abt this song or the lyrics.. somehow i managed to sing..
lemme tell u i sang, although was very nervous within.. Generally u tend to get nervous when u ought to speak or tell on something tht u ureself r not sure abt..
well i completed the song and waited for the host and judge say yes, ie to nod their head in approval.. they did and i was kinda shocked tht wow!!!!! we won..
but alas !!! a guy from the audience came up and said tht in the second line i made a mistake .it was not khumaar but madhosh ..
huh!!!
the song goes like this
aap ki kashish
sarfarosh hai
aap ka nasha
yu madhosh hai
kya kahe tum se jaaneja
gum hua hosh hai..
huh!!! so we didnt get our 10 points, the teams who were 10 pts lagging , covered up by getting 20 pts in this round..
i was devastrated.. i know its just a small competiotion. but competitions r meant to be won not lose.. As much as i remember any competition tht i have ever particiapted in i never lost.Anyways then began the tie.. All of us were given hindi dhun to identify.each of us did.The competition and the tie was getting stiffer and stiffer. We had 1 more round . This was to identify the telugu dhun.By this time i got a premonition tht we are gonna loose.
well !!!! we lost :( i still donno which was tht telugu dhun tht they played, neither did any1 from the audience were able to identify it.. the other 2 teams also cudnt identify their respective dhuns, and the final team did and they won..
it was pathetic.not tht we lost but the kind with which we lost.
u call it like "just narrowly missed"
huh!!! just tht 1 word made the entire difference..
the moment i think abt it , i just get engulfed with frustration . from tht day onwards i daily recollect tht event and try putting an end to it. " wht if i wud have sung correctly.. wht if i wud have been given som other song which i knew .. wht if tht guy from the audience wudnt have come and pointed my mistake.. wht if.. wht if..."
but how much ever interesting ending i make its gonna be just in my thoughts, coz tht event has finished..
i was soo low the next weekk..I just solaced myself telling tht he was a friend of our competing team and obviously had shown favourism..
Actually speaking the final round was no longer a competition .. it turned out to b a fight and the stage a battlefield and i had intented to win it but lost... :(
well i wud consider this as my biggest tragedy in life..
Even b4 playing the game i was visualizing our team being the winner and the smiles on our faces..
But am still not able to shrug off the sadness tht has hung around me :(
Friday, October 14, 2005
My current Signature :)
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, Chardonnay in one hand and strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out."
Salaam Namaste
I was waiting from past 1 month to go to the movie “Salaam Namaste..”
And finally the lucky day arrived.
Each time we tried we were out of luck. That made me even more frustrated and I was bent upon watching the movie as early as possible :)
I didn’t know much about the story,just that it as quite similar to kya kehna
I was mainly excited bcoz I wanted to watch that particular song “ my dil goes mmmm….” A kewl hummable song….Listed in my favourites..
The movie when started was quite interesting and funnyyy…
Especially when saif keeps chanting “ humber humber “ instead of “amber” and arshad warsi’s blank look on the face when he says he wanted to marry a gal whom he had seen just 1s :)
When priety zinta moves in with saif ali khan in the same house on the pretext to know each other better.. I was a bit annoyed thinking tht there was no need for all that .. Never mind.. I felt am a bit old fashioned and conservative…. Whtever !!!!
Well !!!! my fav song “my dil goess mmm…” was reallyyy kewl..
Must say the locations were marvelous, captivating and simply awesome!!!!!
I was completely mesmerized…..
I just wanted to enter the screen and dance with zinta in tht song...
All was well till here.
But the final 20 mins of the movie.. oh my god !!!!! i was overwhelmed with a sense of disgust. The final part of the movie was so obscene..
They made fun of a women’s pregnancy and her labour pain…
It was so ridiculous.
Didn’t expect this from such refine actors like Abhisheik Bachan, Saif Ali Khan and our very own Zinta..
i am surprised as this movie is one of the products of Yash Chopra Presentation
who are known for making magnificent and splendid movies.. Salaam Namaste being one of their product, gosh!!!
How com the janata who had watched it said tht “it was a very gud movie..”
Added to that the dresses that preity wore during her pregnancy
Gosh!!!!
She wore such short tops that half of her swollen belly was seen which had been deliberately done … Y????? I wanna ask zinta , the director and the dress designer.
Well !!! do u call them as trendy outfits ???
This was the term tht was used in the DC under fashion corner “Zinta wears such Trendy Outfits in Salaam Namaste” .huh!!!
Ok lemme not talk like an intellectual saying that Cinema is a medium which should spread awareness among people or enlighten them.. blah… blah…blah..
It is just a mode of entertainment..
I don’t say that every time u go to watch a movie u shud come out learning something..
But they should be something logical or funny . If they intend to make a comedy film let them make it in a neat manner..Perfect set of comedy movies are Hera Pheri , Hungama ,Dil Chahta Hai They were simply fantastic.
I am really surprised as to why everyone had kept quite when the labour pain of a women and the birth of a new life was being shown on a 70mm screen so ridiculously..it was so loathsome..
And finally the lucky day arrived.
Each time we tried we were out of luck. That made me even more frustrated and I was bent upon watching the movie as early as possible :)
I didn’t know much about the story,just that it as quite similar to kya kehna
I was mainly excited bcoz I wanted to watch that particular song “ my dil goes mmmm….” A kewl hummable song….Listed in my favourites..
The movie when started was quite interesting and funnyyy…
Especially when saif keeps chanting “ humber humber “ instead of “amber” and arshad warsi’s blank look on the face when he says he wanted to marry a gal whom he had seen just 1s :)
When priety zinta moves in with saif ali khan in the same house on the pretext to know each other better.. I was a bit annoyed thinking tht there was no need for all that .. Never mind.. I felt am a bit old fashioned and conservative…. Whtever !!!!
Well !!!! my fav song “my dil goess mmm…” was reallyyy kewl..
Must say the locations were marvelous, captivating and simply awesome!!!!!
I was completely mesmerized…..
I just wanted to enter the screen and dance with zinta in tht song...
All was well till here.
But the final 20 mins of the movie.. oh my god !!!!! i was overwhelmed with a sense of disgust. The final part of the movie was so obscene..
They made fun of a women’s pregnancy and her labour pain…
It was so ridiculous.
Didn’t expect this from such refine actors like Abhisheik Bachan, Saif Ali Khan and our very own Zinta..
i am surprised as this movie is one of the products of Yash Chopra Presentation
who are known for making magnificent and splendid movies.. Salaam Namaste being one of their product, gosh!!!
How com the janata who had watched it said tht “it was a very gud movie..”
Added to that the dresses that preity wore during her pregnancy
Gosh!!!!
She wore such short tops that half of her swollen belly was seen which had been deliberately done … Y????? I wanna ask zinta , the director and the dress designer.
Well !!! do u call them as trendy outfits ???
This was the term tht was used in the DC under fashion corner “Zinta wears such Trendy Outfits in Salaam Namaste” .huh!!!
Ok lemme not talk like an intellectual saying that Cinema is a medium which should spread awareness among people or enlighten them.. blah… blah…blah..
It is just a mode of entertainment..
I don’t say that every time u go to watch a movie u shud come out learning something..
But they should be something logical or funny . If they intend to make a comedy film let them make it in a neat manner..Perfect set of comedy movies are Hera Pheri , Hungama ,Dil Chahta Hai They were simply fantastic.
I am really surprised as to why everyone had kept quite when the labour pain of a women and the birth of a new life was being shown on a 70mm screen so ridiculously..it was so loathsome..
Thursday, August 11, 2005
Thoughtful Sayings :)
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-->Life's battle dont go always
To the faster and stronger man.
But sooner or later the man who wins
Is the man who thinks he can!!!!!
-->Life gives Answers in Three ways,
It says YES and gives Whatever u Want,
It says NO and gives u Something Better
It says Wait and gives u the Best
-->Never tell your problems to anyone...20% don't care and the other 80%
are glad you have them.
-->Never explain yourself. Your friends dont need it and your enemies wont
believe it.
-->Forgive your enemies, but never, never forget their names
-->Being sad with the right people is better than being happy with the
wrong ones.
-->The ultimate measure of man is not where he stands in moments of comfort
and convenience, but where he stands at times of challenge and
controversy.
-->I like to pretend that everything's alright. Because when everybody else
thinks you're fine, sometimes you forget for a while that you're not.
Monday, August 08, 2005
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