Saturday, March 28, 2009

Speaking from heaven...

Read this as a post written by a person who was raped and dead who loved her father more than anything else in this world. Father is only next to god for her and she is comparing her fortune of having a good father with some notorious fathers in the recent time.(People like Fritzl who became the father of 7 daughters of his daughter and a mumbaikar who was raping his daughter for 9 years).

“My father was everything for me. If he was in our home I feared nothing and I felt I am the safest person in this world. He loved me as everything and protected me as everything. But even that was not enough to save me from that terrible incident which took everything away from me including my life. After that cruel rape, I was dead. My father couldn’t bear with that for he loved me so much and I was the only person on the earth about whom he could tell “yeah,she is my daughter” of course with some tears in her eyes for his lost wife. I can’t even guess the reaction he had when he heard about that, in fact about the intensity of that. But I know what he had done. He didn’t even wait for 24 hours to finish the person responsible for my death. Now he is sentenced for life time imprisonment. I am speaking to my father everyday even without letting him know because even our heartbeats were in synchronization when we lived happily together. I know my father’s heart is beating only for me in that prison.
Yesterday when we were speaking, he told me about a new person in his cell. The new comer has a daughter of my age and the reason for him being punished was something which my father would not even like to speak about. He was raping his daughter for 9 years!!!!.What a sharp contrast? Two people in the same cell for two reasons which are the two extremes. One is about which every daughter will be proud of and other is about which every daughter is ashamed of. I wish I could live a bit more as the daughter of my great father. That pervert’s daughter might be thinking of suicide every time she sees her father. Then again the contrast comes into picture between us too.
My lovely father was there to take vengeance for me .I really feel pity for that girl because the culprit is her father himself.
I felt the warmth of kiss, my father gave me when I was born, all through my life. Now I remember the great times we had together-my birthdays, journeys, Ice cream parlours, shoppings-and I imagined hers. She might have watched his father with fear only.
If she fears her father, she has to fear anything and everything in this society.
But My father made me the most fearless person in this world……..I really love my father!!!!”

Thursday, March 12, 2009

memories.........wow!!!! so sweet, but painful...

“Here goes the straight road which am traveling for sometime now sharing my sorrows and happiness with the people who are with me now and they joined me on the previous bent.oh god! did I forget the people who were with me before that. Bent was inevitable but, I felt it came so suddenly than expected and after a moment of blindness I reached this road and I could see none of my previous friends….infact I was with a bunch of new people….I wish myself to be in the previous road with my favorite people...All have taken diversions. we were all glued together by our friendship..right?Then what made you all to break apart? struggle to keep your life secure,ha?yes..that is the correct answer .infact that’s the same reason which prompted me to take the diversion….the only thing we can hope is for our diversions to meet at some time, some place. That day will be very special,infact as special as the fact that we are friends..
“The real pain is not on the separation of our dear ones, but afterwards when we live with their memories and the realization that a rewind is beyond impossible.”
I remember an SMS like this which I forwarded to all without even reading, leave alone understanding.
Just a few minutes ago I was going through the old SMS’s and now I understand it completely which prompted me to write this post.

Some of the SMS’s that was in my phone which is……………Honestly I don’t know how to express myself to fill in the blanks above

All were sent by Anoop N, our broadcasting co-operation after the end of eighth semester.

“CSS,internet technology session in dept.notice board. lab series paper also corrected. source sooraj”


”Met 1&2 module lecture notes(by muneera teacher)will be available in mother Mary from tomorrow. Source:sooraj,varna”

“You have to return all d the certificates (if u have taken any)sslc,plus 2 etc in d office by 2 moro..4 getting hal tkt source:dept. notice board”.

“Only chance available 4 taking a clas foto is on 2moro,coz hod and others will b on leave on other days. lets not miss this chance, everyone pls come 2 dept tomorrow source:venkat”

“sent of by teachers and staff at 1130 at seminarhall.everyone be present”


The below one was sent by sumesh

“da u goin 2day or 2 moro”

Sunday, March 8, 2009

oh meri pyari mumbai!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mumbai is very nice and am enjoying every bit of it.We reached here on February 10 and reported at THANE OFFICE.On that day itself and we got the domain and we were allocated to different offices.my domain is life science and health care and office was at jogeshwari and was 2 hours journey from Thane and I was the only person from kerala to that office.
But I am very happy now because I got some good friends.For the first week nothing special was happening and slowly we started meeting Group leaders and project leaders.
In Mumbai we went to Juhu beach,India gate,fashion street,parel etc.we also went for a movie.oops!!a ticket costs 150!!we saw ghajini.Here roads are very wide and smooth.Buses are very good and cheap.
We got a nice flat.we are staying at a nice place and there is a school beside our flat.Food is also good here but expensive.So we started cooking and am learning cooking with these guys.
So far so good…………life rolls on…….but memories come too often about college life and I feel too unfortunate to miss all those things………..thats it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!