My Wish List!!!!!!!!!!

……… I wish I could top my class…….I wish I could get full marks in mathematics…..I wish i could have the best food everyday…..I wish I could have Heath Ledger as my boyfriend….I wish I could be the most successful person in the world……I wish I could have a black lancer…..I wish I am not addicted to internet……I wish I could type little faster…….I wish I had no specs……I wish could sing well…….I wish I get a chance to meet a celebrity everyday….I wish I could be a celebrity myself………I wish I become the first woman president of India ………..I wish I could know what was Sonia Gandhi’s intention in giving away her prime minister post……..i wish there would be no poverty in the world……I wish Hilary Clinton becomes the next president of the united states….i wish I could finish suduko in 5 mins………I wish I could cook without burning anything into coal………I wish I could have a pizza everyday without worrying about putting on weight……I wish I could have my sister with me……..i wish my grand mother doesn’t nag….i wish the time stops now and I be the same teenager forever……I wish I could go back and be a child again……i wish I could sleep the whole day without any work…….i wish I could get a new dress everyday……..i wish I hate none…….i wish I could have a digital camera of my own…….i wish Karan Johar produces and directs some movie which could make some sense...I wish i could know what is under Himesh Reshamiya's cap...……I wish kyunki saas bhi kabhie thi stopes for ever and ever……I wish I could make some sense of this blog…………I wish I shouldn’t have started writing this blog…………………………:)

Can I Do Something What I Want To???

Can I do something what I want to do???
Well that’s the question I ask myself at least 10 times a day……can I do something what I want to??....and every time the answer is a big NO…..not only me many of you as well must have got into a situation in which you are not yourself….you try to be someone else…..for instance…we go to a shop to buy a dress……there this sales person says that this so and so dress is worn by so and so hero/heroin in so and so movie…..that’s it …we all are impressed…..we shed hundreds of thousands to buy that dress……why are we doing that???its just that we want to be like someone else…..i don’t deny that I am not like that and that I do whatever I want and all……but the fact is…. in this present day world we all have lost our individuality….
At times we are bound to do something for others….i mean….you wear a dress not because…..you like it or you are comfortable with it but because someone would be impressed by you if you wear that dress……i have a dress which I like a lot….given a chance I would love wearing it daily….but my friends…….they don’t like it…….every time I wear that dress they make fun of it….so eventually I stopped wearing it…..why have I done that????It is just to impress them………
Another friend of mine comes to me in a pink pant and a green shirt and asks me if his dress is good!!!!i say its just awesome, amazing, mind blowing and all other adjectives…….and add that he is very much on par with latest trends and fashion……listening all this he is happy infact extremely happy…….he goes away with a huge smile and promises a treat that weekend………good……but basically I never liked it……I mean I just didn’t like the combination or what ever……the point is I did not like it…but why have I said all those things to him????it is just that I don’t want to hurt him or may be I knew that he would give me treat if I tell him all that:P so here I go….am not myself again………I go to a music concert and clap for a song which I did not like at all….i do that because others are clapping for it….( I wonder how many must have really enjoyed it….)but anyway I clap……
When I was in school I often wondered why am I learning something which doesn’t interest me……example….physics/chemistry….it never made any sense to me why am I learning how to prepare oxygen when it is plenty in the atmosphere……why am I doing that???am I going to prepare oxygen for my survival???i mean is it going to give me my daily bread and butter? They taught me how to construct an electric motor…..now I am pretty well sure that when I grow up I am not going to make my living by constructing electric motors!!!!Okey fine they teach me how to construct an electric motor (only on paper!!) but then they should also teach me how to repair it…because that is more practical and that is more useful to me!!!!!!
Not only these few instances….but there are many in which we tend to do what we do not want to……..so what I feel is hypocrisy has become the way of life for many of us….we got to come out of all these taboos and give importance to our individuality……..

Is war necessary????

Is War Necessary????

I was just going through one of the old editions of a national magazine when I came across an article about the Gulf War-1 and Gulf War-2…..the intensity of the two wars is too high ….many lost the lives their dear ones and the agony they go through……..most of them lost their everything for ever and ever…….all this made me think….IS WAR NECESSARY????
WAR…….I never understood where this word has come from….even after experiencing so many disastrous wars in the past why do we let them exist? People these days do not need a reason to fight…they fight for everything and anything under the sun…
Millions of years ago God had created this beautiful Earth with all the goodies like beautiful flowers, wandering rivulets, fertile soil and what not!!!! But what have we done???With all our ruthless and senseless sense we have exploited this earth….If these wars continue…the beautiful paradise created by God would turn into NUCLEAR GRAVEYARD with in no time……
Why do we have to fight???Can’t we stop all this and live in peace???We fight over boundaries; we fight to show our superiority, we blame the other country for all the bad that is happening in the world today (as if we all are flawless)!!!!!!
Sunita Williams the astronaut of the Indian origin who has been into the space recently said that, when looked from space, the boundaries which we have created were never to be seen…….how true it was!!!!We all are one, placed on this earth to understand and accept one another…but not to fight over petty reasons…..
As rightly said....“LITTLE DEEDS OF KINDNESS AND LITTLE WORDS OF LOVE WOULD MAKE THE EARTH LIKE THE HEAVEN ABOVE”

Early Childhood

A friend of mine has asked me to upload my childhood photo, so I was going through my album when suddenly I realized the huge transformation that I have gone through. The dresses I wore and the way I got ready reflects my grandparents taste. When I was a kid, I spent most of my time with my grandparents and those days are still very fresh in my mind.
I remember roaming bare footed in the open lanes along with my baddu sister and a girl called "Saadhvi".We have played many games like "choor-pulice","running race”,” gully(silly) cricket”.” cycling kampeteesion(competetion) , some weird games like ---"miss Mary, ham cheese ham burger,aaa meena khatta meena,zeeb-zaab-zoob,who stole the cookie from the koooookie jaaaar(with a lilt), The very thought of these games brings a huge guffaw among us.
My daily routine was like this-get up in the morning and get ready very neatly. Getting neatly like--platting my well oiled hair with black ribbions,cut my nails, polishing my shoes(phew!!),wearing a neatly pressed uniform(not to forget the tie and my badges) and then wait for my "aatu onkul"(I mean auto uncle) . and then a very crowded auto comes and picks us at 7:30 for my protestant missionary school which was at 8:45 .Then my day at school started with bible psalms, hymns ,prayers singing in the school choir, going through a number of senior prefect checks like the 'nail check’,’ uniform check’,’ tie-badge check' etc......Then we had some ultimate classes like Mrs.Esther Michel's boring history and Mrs.Kapoor's strict hindi ,Mrs.Elizabeth John's inspiring math etc.. Then we had our P.T classes where Madavi miss used to make us jog all over our big ground(No ,it was not a punishment)then we had some stupid exercises like the 'neck rotation','knee rotation','hip rotation' and the like.Considering ourselves to be the best basketball players ,we used to jump a hell lot.To escape the tiring big ground jogs we used to come with stupid excueses like stomach ache,fever......BUT Madhavi miss was tooooooooo strict.She would never allow us to sit.After the tiring P.T period we had our lunch recess for one full hour where we dumped off everything in our little mouth in a jiffy(not more than 5 minutes).Then we had plenty of time on earth to play kho-kho,out-out and the like.Afternoon periods were very boring.(We were very tired actually) .We literally waited for our last hour to get over and then rushed to our auto,threw our bag and waited for rosary convent, little flower and bharatiya vidya bhawan kids to come.
After a long journey we were finally in our grandpa's house.We would finish our H.W's quickly and would run to play with Saadhvi and Srinu (my cousin) all those stupid games that I mentioned before.Finally,ma and pa used to come and pick us at 7 p.m. or so and then we had our dinner and slept by nine.
This was my general life for many years.There seems to be nothing special but they are really very special to me.I will descirbe them in my next blog.Enough for today.ya,jaane se pehaele "woh suhane din kabhi laut ke na aaye ; jinhe hum kabhi na bhool paye......."

Two Wonderful Years Of My Life!!!

TWO WONDERFUL YEARS OF MY LIFE!!!!!!
I still remember how I was confused after my tenth and how quiet incidentally landed up in this wonderful land of education, fun and love. Years passed and tears rolled.Now, at the end of two years there are many things to count about my college. Good or bad, joy or sorrow, studies or fun, Little Flower has been my life. It has taught me my way of life, has helped me develop ‘a never give up‘ attitude and a great confidence. This confidence I shall carry all my life in all bad times.
It has many memorable parts which always go around my thoughts and which is one of the reasons that inspired me to write about the most wonderful college…be it be jokes cracked on Bro.James ,Bro.Franky,Sadana ma’am,Paul brothers or for that matter Padma ma’am…be it be joyful lunch recess along with all the beautiful buddies or be it be the last hours of Tuesdays and Wednesdays when all gathered in a cosy corner of canteen and laughed boisterously at the ulti jokes cracked by vandana…the great time we had pulling the legs of others and’ chopping’ them(.well, we even had great lingo which most of them never understood…..)
Many of us or infact most of us had crushes on the most handsome, most wanted and most talented dudes of the college…I personally had gala time teasing all my friends and sharing their naughty thoughts about their crushes…..few reveled and few did not….BUT we the gang of five never gave up……infact we showed up all the interest in knowing the love interest of others which formed the major part of our discussions during our free time!!!!Got to know something very interesting???Then let everyone know it!!That was our attitude. Never hid anything from anyone...Even the deep dark secrets were open...
Hey!! how can I forget the nicknames given……here are few
Supandi,spider man, precious book(55),Chandramuki,NCC,Lakshmipathy Balaji, jr.NTR and the BIG name CHINTOOOOO.....&&&& the list seems to be endless….we almost ended up giving nicknames to everyone……..what say guys???
We even had our share of bad times. But as someone said (I am not sure basically)”never count your bad times”heheheeheh!!!!!!
This wonderful voyage of nostalgia continues!!!!!And I shall always go down the memory lane in the times of hard and sorrow and sing the song of joy and triumph. I have passed out of Little Flower now but my soul still lingers in the corridors or 2G classroom or the canteen……….
YO!!!!THREE CHEERS TO MY COLLEGE!!!