Saturday, August 22, 2009
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
"I Should Follow"
This Sunday when I was in a Railway Station,I suddenly felt like moving through the tracks to the opposite platform.If I was in kerala,I would have surely done that.But I had second thoughts on this because nearly 20 people have been jailed for a maximum of 15 days for a simple crime.So after that instant reply from my inner self not to cross through tracks,I had a thought about how we consider laws which define our pattern of life in a civilized society.
Most of us believe that laws are for some 'notorious' people and not for us.If we compare the constitution with our day to day activities each of us will be astonished to see that we are the greatest law breakers on earth.Some times we are not aware and at other times we Intentionally try to overlook it.In my case,I tried to overlook it,but something forced me to retreat.That is what is called strict Implementation and that will be absent in kerala to deter me from that act.
Same is the case with other day to day activities such as Bribing,Showing less Income for less tax etc.We may think it's not serious,but that's surely not the way to proceed.
We may have enough money to bribe some one for our job to be done.Suppose a poor man goes to the same person and the official will expect the same from that person also and he will return empty handed.
Or Suppose we saved a tax of 1000rs. and we wasted food amounting to 30rs/day that will add up to 1000 per month.If Government had got that money ,they would have used it to provide subsidized food to atleast one person.Many of us don't know,a good percentage of brothers dream to eat food atleast once a day.I have seen people eating food from waste bins.We hate to even walk by the side of it.When I said this to my friend from mumbai,he told me we can even see people eating dead mouse here.So food from waste Bin is a 'bit more hygenic'.
So the bottom line is laws are written to be Implemented,however less Important it seems,it has a meaning and purpose
Most of us believe that laws are for some 'notorious' people and not for us.If we compare the constitution with our day to day activities each of us will be astonished to see that we are the greatest law breakers on earth.Some times we are not aware and at other times we Intentionally try to overlook it.In my case,I tried to overlook it,but something forced me to retreat.That is what is called strict Implementation and that will be absent in kerala to deter me from that act.
Same is the case with other day to day activities such as Bribing,Showing less Income for less tax etc.We may think it's not serious,but that's surely not the way to proceed.
We may have enough money to bribe some one for our job to be done.Suppose a poor man goes to the same person and the official will expect the same from that person also and he will return empty handed.
Or Suppose we saved a tax of 1000rs. and we wasted food amounting to 30rs/day that will add up to 1000 per month.If Government had got that money ,they would have used it to provide subsidized food to atleast one person.Many of us don't know,a good percentage of brothers dream to eat food atleast once a day.I have seen people eating food from waste bins.We hate to even walk by the side of it.When I said this to my friend from mumbai,he told me we can even see people eating dead mouse here.So food from waste Bin is a 'bit more hygenic'.
So the bottom line is laws are written to be Implemented,however less Important it seems,it has a meaning and purpose
Saturday, July 4, 2009
"A Successful Failure"
Rahul is going to propose a girl and he knows her for last two weeks.
The chances of getting an "YES" are slim ,if at all any chance.
No one is going to play a game where it is 100% sure that he is the loser.
In the eyes of many rahul may be a loser,but for him winning criteria is different.
For others,success may be a "yes",but for him that is miles beyond his version of success.
He decided to do it over phone,even though they meet everyday now.
Before calling her,he planned a script.
That was like this...
(screenplay)
Rahul(hearing tring tring on phone)
swati:hello
Rahul:hello,I need to tell u one thing
swati:yea,rahul...
rahul(in broken voice):swati...I...I love you and I would like to marry you...
swati:....,..........,.......
rahul:hello..
swati:.........
After 2 minutes of silence,she will disconnect the phone
This was rahul's script one hour before the call
And the real moment comes now...Rahul is going to fit himself into the role.
yes....
Rahul(waiting the call to be picked up)
swati:hello
rahul:hello....swati..I need to know my brother's exam results..here we don't have any net connection ..can you check it there and I will call you after 1 hour If you can tell me then
....
and one more serious thing is there..
swati:okay fine...and wats dat?
rahul:I will tell you after 1 hour
swati:no you should tell it now.....
rahul:no i will tell after 1 hour
and immediately disconnects the phone..
Rahul(thinking to himself)....Entire deviation from script...
Brother's Exam results???He got it 1 hour before....you stupid!!!!
(After 1 hour)
Rahul again calling
Swati:hello
Rahul:hello
swati:your brother passed with distinction
rahul:oh...(he was not thinking anything about that then)
swati........one serious thing,i am going to tell now
swait:ya tell me
rahul:hmm.......hmm..I...I...I
swati:!!!!!
rahul:I..I...decided to propose you..(he told in one breath and now expecting utter silence of denial)
swati:(almost at double speed)...No!!!!!
rahul:why?(now entirely out of script and rahul is not sure why did he ask that 'why' when he knows it 100%)
swati:problem is actually not with you...
rahul:Not with me??(asking to himself....really?)
swati:ya...problem is that I don't like you..
rahul:(couldn't stop laughing,but made sure she didn't hear)..
There ends the drama...
At the end Rahul says to himself:"May be that openness of mind to say it so explicitly that 'I dont like you' is something that attracted me to her."
So its a win-win situation for both...
Rahul got more than silence,which was the thing he was expecting and he got the satisfaction of expressing what he felt
and swati was provided the opportunity to 'nip in the bud' the red rose flower that was tending to blossom in rahul's heart
The chances of getting an "YES" are slim ,if at all any chance.
No one is going to play a game where it is 100% sure that he is the loser.
In the eyes of many rahul may be a loser,but for him winning criteria is different.
For others,success may be a "yes",but for him that is miles beyond his version of success.
He decided to do it over phone,even though they meet everyday now.
Before calling her,he planned a script.
That was like this...
(screenplay)
Rahul(hearing tring tring on phone)
swati:hello
Rahul:hello,I need to tell u one thing
swati:yea,rahul...
rahul(in broken voice):swati...I...I love you and I would like to marry you...
swati:....,..........,.......
rahul:hello..
swati:.........
After 2 minutes of silence,she will disconnect the phone
This was rahul's script one hour before the call
And the real moment comes now...Rahul is going to fit himself into the role.
yes....
Rahul(waiting the call to be picked up)
swati:hello
rahul:hello....swati..I need to know my brother's exam results..here we don't have any net connection ..can you check it there and I will call you after 1 hour If you can tell me then
....
and one more serious thing is there..
swati:okay fine...and wats dat?
rahul:I will tell you after 1 hour
swati:no you should tell it now.....
rahul:no i will tell after 1 hour
and immediately disconnects the phone..
Rahul(thinking to himself)....Entire deviation from script...
Brother's Exam results???He got it 1 hour before....you stupid!!!!
(After 1 hour)
Rahul again calling
Swati:hello
Rahul:hello
swati:your brother passed with distinction
rahul:oh...(he was not thinking anything about that then)
swati........one serious thing,i am going to tell now
swait:ya tell me
rahul:hmm.......hmm..I...I...I
swati:!!!!!
rahul:I..I...decided to propose you..(he told in one breath and now expecting utter silence of denial)
swati:(almost at double speed)...No!!!!!
rahul:why?(now entirely out of script and rahul is not sure why did he ask that 'why' when he knows it 100%)
swati:problem is actually not with you...
rahul:Not with me??(asking to himself....really?)
swati:ya...problem is that I don't like you..
rahul:(couldn't stop laughing,but made sure she didn't hear)..
There ends the drama...
At the end Rahul says to himself:"May be that openness of mind to say it so explicitly that 'I dont like you' is something that attracted me to her."
So its a win-win situation for both...
Rahul got more than silence,which was the thing he was expecting and he got the satisfaction of expressing what he felt
and swati was provided the opportunity to 'nip in the bud' the red rose flower that was tending to blossom in rahul's heart
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Monsoon Memories
These are the last days of this summer,perhaps a good time to have some memories about monsoon.
Rain always came in the first week of june during my childhood days.It was like a song for me which I loved to hear more and more.
Day and night,it will continue as if it's never going to stop.I love recollecting the sound of those water drops falling from big trees to the plantain leaves when the rain stops for sometime in the night.I could precisely hear it,because there won't be any other sounds then.
I always loved to catch the Ice cubes falling with rain.We used to call it as a fruit.It is just an ice cube ,but we loved being in rain for that much time.
'sshhhhh' sound of rain is so mind blowing to hear and we were not bored of it even after hear it for 3 months continuously.
The only reason because of which I hate rain was that we always used to miss our PT session.We couldn't play because of rain.But that was when we were at the school.We had some restrictions.But in college I always loved to play football in rain.I don't know how to play it,but still running between the posts in the background of rain was very pleasing to mind and body.Every time when we try to kick we will fall down and so it's very funny too.
We have 2 or 3 rainy seasons,but monsoon is so special that it is not accompanied by lightning and thunder.Monsoon gives a feel of world with no osamas and prabhakarans compared to other rainy seasons.
Then I remember my days in monsoon with half wet newspapers and hot tea.I always used to read hot news in cool mornings.May be the mornings which I would never like to forget.
Our first semester exams were in the month of june and we had a concern as to whether we will be able to wake up and study because rain is a sweet song that aids in sleeping.Fortunately exams were at 2 pm
So looking back, Monsoons were so thrilling---those fruit,Music and some silly concerns.
Rain always came in the first week of june during my childhood days.It was like a song for me which I loved to hear more and more.
Day and night,it will continue as if it's never going to stop.I love recollecting the sound of those water drops falling from big trees to the plantain leaves when the rain stops for sometime in the night.I could precisely hear it,because there won't be any other sounds then.
I always loved to catch the Ice cubes falling with rain.We used to call it as a fruit.It is just an ice cube ,but we loved being in rain for that much time.
'sshhhhh' sound of rain is so mind blowing to hear and we were not bored of it even after hear it for 3 months continuously.
The only reason because of which I hate rain was that we always used to miss our PT session.We couldn't play because of rain.But that was when we were at the school.We had some restrictions.But in college I always loved to play football in rain.I don't know how to play it,but still running between the posts in the background of rain was very pleasing to mind and body.Every time when we try to kick we will fall down and so it's very funny too.
We have 2 or 3 rainy seasons,but monsoon is so special that it is not accompanied by lightning and thunder.Monsoon gives a feel of world with no osamas and prabhakarans compared to other rainy seasons.
Then I remember my days in monsoon with half wet newspapers and hot tea.I always used to read hot news in cool mornings.May be the mornings which I would never like to forget.
Our first semester exams were in the month of june and we had a concern as to whether we will be able to wake up and study because rain is a sweet song that aids in sleeping.Fortunately exams were at 2 pm
So looking back, Monsoons were so thrilling---those fruit,Music and some silly concerns.
Sunday, May 17, 2009
My Nostalgia s
Human brain is on a developmental mode till the age of 15 or more(am not sure).We won't remember a major portion of the events that has happened in our life before that.I think it's because of that ,we cherish those events -which we can remember- as the most precious things in our life.
I remember only a handful of events in my childhood.But I really love recollecting those events on sleepless nights or at times when I badly need something to pass time and always at the end of it,I need half an hour more...:)
I studied in a Kindergarten in Delhi for one month and I don't know why I remember that cow in my way ,even now.
Then we came back to kerala.
When my mother cleaned water from my head using the towel,I always used to take that portion of towel in front of my face and wipe away the water on my face.I know this is a very small thing,in fact very small to be remembered,but believe me this was the first in my list when I decided to have a post on my Nostalgia s.
Then we used to play 'BUS'.We all will be buses and there will be a specific route for each person.We made the sound of engine and Horne.So there was only one vocal chord to produce these sounds for a BUS.So we always found it difficult to blow Horne,because engine will be off then.(:D)
We also played'Kanjiyum curryum'.(may be we can say 'Rice n curry'..:D)Its a simple game in which we will play a 'family'.Actually we were 4 people doing all these fun.We will form a mock family with a Father,mother and two children.So mother and daughter will prepare Rice and curry using sand and leaves by the time Father and son come back from office.It was real fun.
One day I used 'Kanmashi'-a sort of paste women use to darken their eye brows-to darken my eye brows when no one was there.This was when I was 5 or 6.Unexpectedly a neighbor came and I jumped out of the house in search of the nearest water source.I could have got water from my home,but I ran away because she had already seen me.
Unfortunately nearest water source was a bit far away..:(.
All were in search of me and my mother found me there after one hour or something.
And rest is anybody's guess.At first,My neighbor made me run to that place without a stick and finally My mother made me run from there to home with a stick and of course using that stick all over my body...:D
I remember only a handful of events in my childhood.But I really love recollecting those events on sleepless nights or at times when I badly need something to pass time and always at the end of it,I need half an hour more...:)
I studied in a Kindergarten in Delhi for one month and I don't know why I remember that cow in my way ,even now.
Then we came back to kerala.
When my mother cleaned water from my head using the towel,I always used to take that portion of towel in front of my face and wipe away the water on my face.I know this is a very small thing,in fact very small to be remembered,but believe me this was the first in my list when I decided to have a post on my Nostalgia s.
Then we used to play 'BUS'.We all will be buses and there will be a specific route for each person.We made the sound of engine and Horne.So there was only one vocal chord to produce these sounds for a BUS.So we always found it difficult to blow Horne,because engine will be off then.(:D)
We also played'Kanjiyum curryum'.(may be we can say 'Rice n curry'..:D)Its a simple game in which we will play a 'family'.Actually we were 4 people doing all these fun.We will form a mock family with a Father,mother and two children.So mother and daughter will prepare Rice and curry using sand and leaves by the time Father and son come back from office.It was real fun.
One day I used 'Kanmashi'-a sort of paste women use to darken their eye brows-to darken my eye brows when no one was there.This was when I was 5 or 6.Unexpectedly a neighbor came and I jumped out of the house in search of the nearest water source.I could have got water from my home,but I ran away because she had already seen me.
Unfortunately nearest water source was a bit far away..:(.
All were in search of me and my mother found me there after one hour or something.
And rest is anybody's guess.At first,My neighbor made me run to that place without a stick and finally My mother made me run from there to home with a stick and of course using that stick all over my body...:D
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!!!!”
“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”
“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”
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