amma....

                       well..it was one fine insects filled evening..its well known to all my friends that How friendly I am to insects, so I closed my door and windows so that the insect cant get in and I was trying to concentrate on a book prescribed by one friend  "The secret" by rhonda byrnes..all a sudden I felt a "Chirp" sound near my pillow.Oops! one new visitor to my room..but, with its family.I Finished two but i didnt notice the one which was hiding near the door and I came back and started with the book again and there came a scene of revenge! that alive one i left came and bite my Index finger(right hand) aarghhh :( ..To my fear it started swelling immediatly..At the mid of night..In the hostel..OMG where I will go for oinment or Tablet?!?!..Am fortunate that one senior friend of mine provided me limestone I applied it and slept off..The next day when I woke up,In the place of my index finger I noticed a Tirumalainaayakar Pillar..oops!!my fate..I was not able to make any proper movement with that..I missed my breakfast(asusual)...In class I was hardly able to take any notes..I went and met that so called doctor In Arogya vaidhyashaala (my fate again :(( !! ) that evening..
Doctor:whats the problem?!
me: (I showed my hand) insect bite..I applied that limestone thingy and it got swollen..
Doctor:Are you in stone age !?? to apply those stuff and all ?!!why didnt you come immediatly..(ohhh!!He gave me a Bulb!!)
me:(Omfg!!) sir,I cant come out the hostel at the mid past night?!!!! (wow!! He gotcha Bulb).
Doctor:Fine! ll give you some tablet(Cetzine!!-> I hate Dozing off)...Have That..ll be enough..
Me:Thank u sir (left For the hostel)..
But that Evening In hostel was horrible that I was not able to handle even a single cup of coffee with that right hand..still I managed..In between It was totally a fightful evening that I yelled at some  of my friends for no reason..I didnt talk to Sarayu too..(well here ,Sarayu -> a roommate and one close friend of mine whom I know for the past two years..)..And there came my Dinner time!!And I joined sarayu ( see,still we didnt talk to each other)..Thank God!!I have my spoon so that I can manage..the dinner,I prayed it should some nice thingy I can manage to eat with my spoon.. lolz..it was rice that night..I took some Rice and added some Rasam to it and came n sat just opposite to her..I didnt even took notice of her and started mixing the thing.. !!But I felt it too difficult to mix the rice with the help of spoon...(oh God!!?!) ..Suddenly a voice came from!! asked..shall I mix it for u..?!huh..!!It was sarayu.. without even waiting for my reply she just grabbed the plate and started mixing the food..She mixed it so well and good that I was looking at how she do's that..?!! and she kept the plate infront of me again..I started eating!!Wait?!! did I missed out something?!! Is the food too mirchy?!!..then where this tear suddenly coming from?!!...Doesn't the food taste similar to the one which I use to have in my schooldayz..,which I use to be fed by one lovable caring hand whenever I fell in ill..The food I use to have whenever I visit my home in Hols..Why this small help of her remind me of my Mom..nope!! wait..she didn't remind of my mom rather I felt my Mom in her..!!!..It made some different sense of feel in me...A feel of a lonely child longing to grab its mother's Hand..A feel of mother hersel in me...That small tears of mine tasted good with that food that day..
I dunno how good i made it here..?!!
yet it was one special ever thing experienced in my life forever and ever...
Till my end ;) :)
P.S she is watching one korean romance now.. ;)

Rain With love..

The moist was there,like half-faded tears.The green grass was enjoying the romantic touch of that cool droplets.I was standing near that shop of my hostel.some friends of mine were standing beside me.Everyday after dinner I use to go to that lawn for a lone peaceful walk.as It rained before the security didn't allow us to the lawn so I kept looking at that grass for such a long time.suddenly something made me step in to the lawn.As soon as i stepped in,it started drizzling again.That very first drop of water came and Kissed my left hand.For a moment I was happy that I made that green fair lady feel the evil in her.I called all my friends, except for one everyone said "na na U first get in!".But some red horned selfish devil inside me felt "I shouldn't have called them".I felt that Rain is my very own (how stupid i am rite?!!)..Now I started feeling the sense of chillness.I felt shivering too.But that shivering made my innerself happy.I felt something different in me.suddenly both my hands hugged my own.I felt too happy.I started for a small walk.I think the rain guy too felt the same.I was walking slowly.I felt the rain guy hugging me the whole graciously.I felt the care in that hug.I felt his hand around my palm.To the world I was walking all alone in that dark night.But for me , here the rain guy came from heaven made me feel my real self.I heard his laugh at my dance.I felt his innocent steps on the stage of soil for my humming.I saw his poem for me in those grasses.Once I wanted to be himself,I wanted to be that rain,enjoying each and every part of this world.I cursed at the divine for making me Human.But I now Thanked him for making me so.Because I have that rain here with love for me enjoying, not the whole world, but his moments with me.But my otherside alarmed me of his time to settle down.The time for rain to settle down.I felt the chill breeze , wiping away the last droplet.Wiping away my last drop of happieness.Now am in the lawn  looking for those poems which will last till the next sun.The friends came and joined me,To the world Now am in the mid of friends, but here is my innerself in loneliness..searching for the last droplets. 

Ambitious?!!! well,am not..!!!

Aishwarya Govindarajan,
Chief Research officer,
Cancer research institute.

well..here it goes...
I scribbled like this in my room wall...
hmmm..this doesnt means that am too ambitious.
Rather I wanna make sure that people  who google for my name in near future shouldn't misspell?!!  it.. ;)
well
temme am i ambitious..?!!

Dream of an immortal soul...!!

The road is dark,
with the pity from silence
for the death of noise;
The road is dark,
It leads to no end;
I long to travel,
I feel the lup-tup,
I feel the lup-tup,
I feel the fear,
my hands are free,
as no one to bear,
still I wish..
I hate the black,
I hate the mourn,
but
still i wish..
I should travel.
To the endless end..
The road to glory
The road to non-transitory,
The road that leads to
no end..
                               -Aishwarya Govindarajan

The lines of kingsley Amies

Death has got something to be said for it,
There is no need to get out of bed for it,
Wherever you may be ;
They bring it to you free.

-A poetic piece of him I liked a lot

From An Atheist..!!

The World Of mine,
God Penned Pretty,
with curls of blue.
Blue, my life
Blue, the sea
My life ,a sea
But here I am,
a bad swimmer.
I plead him .
The God!
"Gimme a Boat!!"
Bad Guy, he refused
Rather he curled me,
"How to swim?!",
with some one special,
to guide around.
the Guide here;
to hear ,
my pains when i swim.
to cherish ,
my joy when i chill.
to hand,
my self when i fall to swim.
The world of mine ,
God penned pretty
with you around.
The One reason
which made me Believe
God is thr!!
As,
he penned you
In the world of mine

The serial killer

Mom: Gow ma why dint you open your book yet.chal,go and do those maths assignments.. n finish the last chapter in chemistry by today and dont forget that you should start for the tution with in half an hour..
(these are her usual utterings during evening tea time)
n here comes an usual reply from my brother who has just entered his tenth grade..

Gowtham: mom i wanna play for some half n hour..my friends waiting there in the play ground :)
(n he will just fly away without waiting for her next sentence).

All this will get over in jus few minutes after his arrival from school..and he will turn up from the play ground
after some N number of half n hrs..her usual scoldings blah n blah..

I just wonder whom here, am suppose to blame..
My Mom..definitly not ,because its just her nature and she wants her son to shine well in this nothing else but competition filled world..
then? is it My Brother?...no,not him either..
oh!come on,no children will never hate to play...
at the same time no children will never hate to avoid study,books,assignments,exams etc..
why the innocent books n assignments becoming the blacksheep here..?!!
what makes the children hate studies more than bitter gourd n spinach..?!!
Is it because that the current education system is becoming more like a devilish Dolorus than Lovable Albus?!!
Well,I just want to remind here of one article in IE dated 10th oct '09
"students of trendy corporate schools in Andhra pradesh are put to such a punishing grind that quite a few of them wilt under pressure-and commit suicide"
doesn't this look weird to hear, that text books and schoolings becoming the serial killer..and i want to mention that this case prevails not only in Andhra but also in many part of our country
"A student hanged herself in hostel room due to low marks"
"A class tenth poisoned himself because because he failed to finish the assignment"
"A sixth grade ran away from hostel due to over work load"
I will straight away Index the schooling system prevailing nowadays, than at anything else.
The problem comes here, when you ask any seventh grade "what is meant by Pressure?"
there awaits a short n crisp answer that was mentioned by the teacher in class "Pressure is defined as Force per Unit Area". But, What force and what area?!!..he/she hardly knows to explain..there He/she fails in visualizing the thing..rather finds it more easier to memorize and Phew.. todays schooling system is more concentrated in marks than anything else..what all they need is?!! "all 52 should score 200/200"..if any get 196/200..thats it..
that mittu or kuttu will be the next scape goat..there parents will be called and those usual proceedings, blah n blah..the problem is there in the basics, when the teacher teaches about pressure the students are encouraged to phew what he/she expects rather than asking "Why?","What?","which?"..they know how to define but,not "where it applies?!!"..when you ask any of the student "what is the general application of so n so meter?"..he for sure will give an answer that the inventor himself wont be knowing..another porblem is " The dad once would have wished to become a Doctor but his failed desire will now be forced upon the child,who hates Doctor except for the chocolate he provides"..rather he will be crazy at next door uncle's Painting..but the poor dad hardly finds time to ask his/her interest..but what they all want is a Born genius..!!!..But when these noble citizens gonna realize that their children/students are Not some Born newtons or Ramanujams but an Ishaan awasthi who wish to see the world in a different way..!!..
"learning is not just measuring the length of letters in the book but how far it makes impact on you!!"

Water or Money

We can hear people pointing at you "hey dude! you wasting money like water"
yup"wasting money like water"
"money like water"
we are more concerned about the money..but have we ever noticed the word water their
WATER!!!
But Do we people really cares.The world's second largest in abundancy being exploited by
the first largest..3/4th by 4/4th.all we just know is to dance when it fall and drain our legs in its waves
just how we enjoy the money....enjoying
"water like money"

Here i wanna point out one incident...but not actually one, its two
incident no1:once i was washing clothes( a rare thing) in the cloth wash room of our hostel
and another girl too was their(infact her loads are heavier than mine :) am glad)
the thing is when she started soaking her cloth(S) in the bucket one by one and
at one time the bucket was over flowing with clothes not only clothes but also water
and I asked her "hey gal wy dont u close the tap n soak yur thingy?"
the reply i got is really awful ,really its more than awful..
the way she stared at me at that question..god!!
she replied" i use to do the same whenever i wash the clothes"
I thought "sema policy!!keep going"and when i went forward to close the tap, she looked at me like "mind your business"!!sort..jeezzz!!
incident no2:again the same happened with some other girl when we were brushing the teeth( yup i use too..believe me!!)that friend of mine just put the paste in her brush and started brushing but she never did bothered about that opened tap and i just closed the pipe
and that female was like "good job"..huh "its my duty".
I was wondering "what am i becoming a WATER SAVIOUR or something like that?"OMG!!
why cant just people realize that its their duty to protect the nature which in other hand is protecting them... But people tell you what "Water is more precious,more than precious"
SAVE NATURE ;SHE WILL SAVE US!!
come on just think
Can we get water in Desert,with million dollars in hand?!!

இந்தியாவின் வாழ்நாள்

ஆக் 15,1947. கிடைத்தது சுதந்திரம்...
அப்போதைய நிலை:
மிட்டாய் அளித்து மகிழ்ந்தனர்,
மக்களிடம் ஒற்றுமை,
உண்மை அரசியல்,
உண்மை ஜனநாயகம்,
வலுவான உறவுகள்
அண்டை மாநிலங்களிடையே ..
உழவை தவிர வேறு அறிய மக்கள்..
வருடங்கள் ஓடின..
1948
1949
1950
1951
1952
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ஆக் 15,2009
நிலை:
மிட்டாய் அளித்து மகிழ்வர்
ஒற்றுமையிலும் வேற்றுமை
உண்மை அரசியல் அடக்கம் செய்யப்பட்ட
அரசியல் உண்மைகள்..
ஜனநாயகமா??
மக்கள்: "மொதல்ல ரேஷன் கடைல அரிசிய ஒழுங்கா தரசொல்லுபா ?"
வலுவாகும் பிளவுகள் அண்டை வீட்டார் இடையே...
உழவா??
"ஊழல் என்றால் தானே தெரியும் நமக்கு "
nilayaanadhu:
மிட்டாய் koduppadhu மட்டும்;


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