Monday, August 3, 2009
Oh Freedom!
Sometimes in life you may not have the freedom to express yourself,the freedom to choose what to wear,the freedom to do what you want to do,the freedom to dress the way you want to,the freedom to go where you want to,the freedom to eat what you want to,the freedom to read what you want to,the freedom to listen to what you want to,the freedom to follow your beliefs,the freedom to be what you are and in these times one starts feeling suppressed,helpless and it constantly feels like there is no freedom in this so called free country,but no matter how much freedom you take away from a person's life one still always has the freedom of thought.
Friday, May 29, 2009
The golden cage
There was a small bird,very cute which was very happy and lived its life on its own terms - carefree and blissful,it flew from one tree to another and wandered aimlessly in the spring.
It had everything a bird ever needed or wanted,after exploring life in the countryside it came home to its family every night and thus it spend many years of its life.
One such evening while returning to its family,it stopped for a break near a big beautiful house,on looking inside,it found beautiful chairs and tables and pretty curtains.It thought how wonderful it must be to live in such a big,grand house.While it thought so,a little boy came and took the bird in its hand,he exclaimed "Mom! look at this pretty bird,can I please keep it?" His mom replied "Okay son,make sure you take good care of such a pretty one".
The little boy was very happy and so was the bird,its dream had come true so quickly,it was going to live in the grand house.For a week the boy and the bird had a great time.every evening the boy came and played with it for an hour,as for the rest of the day,the bird was put in a strong iron cage.
Days passed by and it grew sadder,the boy wondered what was wrong with the bird.
He fed the bird well,gave it enough water,what more could a small bird need!
Months later the boy noticed that the bird had gone thin and frail.He could not understand and fed the bird with better food,grains and water.And on the way home from his school,he stopped at a shop and bought a bigger,stronger,golden cage!!!!
All his friends exclaimed that the cage was so beautiful and the bird was so lucky to have it.It had strong,shining rods.The bird was transferred to the exquisite cage and weeks later died.
It had everything a bird ever needed or wanted,after exploring life in the countryside it came home to its family every night and thus it spend many years of its life.
One such evening while returning to its family,it stopped for a break near a big beautiful house,on looking inside,it found beautiful chairs and tables and pretty curtains.It thought how wonderful it must be to live in such a big,grand house.While it thought so,a little boy came and took the bird in its hand,he exclaimed "Mom! look at this pretty bird,can I please keep it?" His mom replied "Okay son,make sure you take good care of such a pretty one".
The little boy was very happy and so was the bird,its dream had come true so quickly,it was going to live in the grand house.For a week the boy and the bird had a great time.every evening the boy came and played with it for an hour,as for the rest of the day,the bird was put in a strong iron cage.
Days passed by and it grew sadder,the boy wondered what was wrong with the bird.
He fed the bird well,gave it enough water,what more could a small bird need!
Months later the boy noticed that the bird had gone thin and frail.He could not understand and fed the bird with better food,grains and water.And on the way home from his school,he stopped at a shop and bought a bigger,stronger,golden cage!!!!
All his friends exclaimed that the cage was so beautiful and the bird was so lucky to have it.It had strong,shining rods.The bird was transferred to the exquisite cage and weeks later died.
Monday, November 10, 2008
what a looser!
How many times,how many people have made this mistake! I am yet to find a person who has got the spelling of this word right.Right from software engineers to those people who claim to have awesome English and actually do,everyone seems
to get the spelling of this word wrong,even people who can spell mississippi right,spell this word wrongly.This has prompted me to come up with a blog to enlighten people.
Well without further ado,let me explain the difference between looser and loser.The right spelling is L-O-S-E-R ,only one O.
Loser is synonym for an unsuccessful person,a failure.If the screws in your head are loose then you will spell it looser.Only losers pronounce it loosers.
If you are reading this and learnt the spelling today from this blog,my mission is accomplished.If you are reading this and already knew the right spelling then 'wow,you are indeed a unique
person,just like me here'
So watch out for this word,next time you want to call someone a failure the word is "looser".Oops....
to get the spelling of this word wrong,even people who can spell mississippi right,spell this word wrongly.This has prompted me to come up with a blog to enlighten people.
Well without further ado,let me explain the difference between looser and loser.The right spelling is L-O-S-E-R ,only one O.
Loser is synonym for an unsuccessful person,a failure.If the screws in your head are loose then you will spell it looser.Only losers pronounce it loosers.
If you are reading this and learnt the spelling today from this blog,my mission is accomplished.If you are reading this and already knew the right spelling then 'wow,you are indeed a unique
person,just like me here'
So watch out for this word,next time you want to call someone a failure the word is "looser".Oops....
Letter to my future hubby
Here is what I want to tell you : (whoever you are)
I do not want a diamond necklace or a diamond ring,nor do I want a pattu podavai or an expensive dress for that matter,Also I dont want gold jewellery,gold bangles or a vaira mukuti.
All I want is my freedom which for me is above all this.
I do not want a diamond necklace or a diamond ring,nor do I want a pattu podavai or an expensive dress for that matter,Also I dont want gold jewellery,gold bangles or a vaira mukuti.
All I want is my freedom which for me is above all this.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Still single because......
1. The nice men are ugly.
2. The handsome men are not nice.
3. The handsome and nice men are gay.
4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.
5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.
6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.
7. The handsome men without money are after our money.
8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough.
9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards.
10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!
11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative. NOW, WHO THE HELL wants to UNDERSTAND MEN
2. The handsome men are not nice.
3. The handsome and nice men are gay.
4. The handsome, nice and heterosexual men are married.
5. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men, have no money.
6. The men who are not so handsome, but are nice men with money think we are only after their money.
7. The handsome men without money are after our money.
8. The handsome men, who are not so nice and somewhat heterosexual, don't think we are beautiful enough.
9. The men who think we are beautiful, that are heterosexual, somewhat nice and have money, are cowards.
10. The men who are somewhat handsome, somewhat nice and have some money and thank God are heterosexual, are shy and NEVER MAKE THE FIRST MOVE!!!!
11. The men who never make the first move, automatically lose interest in us when we take the initiative. NOW, WHO THE HELL wants to UNDERSTAND MEN
Disclaimer : Before I am accused of plagiarism I want to confess that I read this somewhere and thought this should be there in my blog lists,so added some of my own and modified this.
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
Groom Hunting Woes
“Make sure you take a half day on friday and be home by 2 o clock” said my mother.”Ya ma,I will,dont worry” I said.I reached office on friday by 8,started my PC,mind filled with a million thoughts-How is he going to be? Hope his parents are nice…Family is important too.
Well,I opened my inbox and there were 2-3 mails asking me to do this and that.I got started,I had to leave by 12.So putting behind all my doubts and fears,I distracted myself with work.My colleague came at 10,she was surprised to see me looking pale and nervous.”Relax dear,dont worry,It happens in every girls life” she said. “Everything will be fine,God is there with you” she pointed.It took me around 2-3 min to understand what she was saying (my brain was working really slow that day,after all I was thinking a 100 things at the same time that day.Poor me) It takes me 2 hrs to get home and at any cost I must leave at 12 or else I will be late.It was 11.45,I had finished everything.Suddenly my PL comes and says,hey why dont you please check this before leaving? Damn him,I am already so tensed,I dont want more work in the last min and the work he gave me would take another half hour.I started on it with full speed.My colleague was really sympathetic,she said ” why dont you go? I will do it for you.” I nodded my head from side to side,I couldnt talk.It was 12.20 and finally everything was done.”Bye Sandhya,I am leaving.I will tell you what happened on monday” I said and got my bag." good luck " she said. I smiled at her,ran to the lift.” Don’t get nervous,you have faced so many exams,interviews and presentations in your life and you have done well so far” the voice in my head said.”But this is a totally different thing,this is about meeting the guys parents and god knows who else,It can change your entire life” another voice in my head said. I frowned,closed my eyes trying to shut the voices and relax.I was in an auto,will reach in time,I thought as I looked at the watch.
“why dont you eat something? Did you have lunch? ” mom asked.I said “no,I didnt have the time”.She started getting angry,before she could say another word,I added ” I will eat now” I had my lunch slowly wondering what the hell is going to happen to me in future.Life had been so great so far,why couldn’t I stay with my parents forever? Why is marriage such an important thing in a girls life? I put on a ‘friends’ dvd that i had,humor calms me down.”get ready,get ready” dad said.I dropped my spoon.”Must I wear a saree amma?” I asked,”Its sooo uncomfortable” I added. “Its just for an hour dear” my mother said. “Its a tradition to wear a saree”she added.”Great tradition!” I thought.
As I sat on the sofa with my silk saree and jasmine flowers,bindi and kajal,I wondered what my friends would say if they saw me like this.I could picture my best friend grinning at my plight.I couldn’t help smiling,well what the hell,why should I get nervous? I calmed myself and started helping my mom in the kitchen.
The doorbell rang,I braced myself and stood behind my mother.Two ladies,one with a baby and a man walked in,I greeted all of them and guided them to sit.My dad asked me to sit so that everyone can look at me,my senses were jammed as I was being scrutinized from top to bottom,I didnt know where to look.”So do you know how to cook?” asked one of the ladies.I was asked by my parents to answer in the affirmative for this question,I replied saying not much but I am willing to learn.”Can you make upma?” she continued.”No” I said thinking maybe upma is his favourite dish.The baby started crying and the other lady who happened to be his sister started consoling it .She asked me to hold the baby while she changed its diapers.I was shocked,I am extremely nervous around babies,she put the baby on my lap.I just sat stunned as if a bomb has been dropped on me.”Relax,its just a baby” my mom whispered.I was mum as the baby started wailing.I watched their entire family trying to pacify the baby.I am very bad at making baby noises and cuddling them,so I kept my distance wondering if they will judge me on this basis.
The topic shifted from bangalore weather to real estate to the youth of today,I sat patiently staring at the floor thinking what good this small talk going to do us.After about an hour,dad started enquiring about the guy,Phew! He was in the US,so i had to figure him out from his parents and sister. I listened with both my ears but at the end of it all I concluded that unless I met him i cant give a verdict.
His family seemed alright to me.Finally at 5,everyone left,I heaved a sigh of relief! None of us talked for 15 min,later my parents looked at me asking for my opinion.I said “depends on the guy ma”,let me talk to him and meet him.I was tired,tired of this procedure,he was the 7th guy,I had rejected 6 and my parents were getting restless.“I am ready to marry ma but can’t you people wait till I fall in love? This age old procedure sucks,not my type” I told my parents openly.
Dad said ” You can fall in love but make sure the boy is a brahmin-iyer and atleast 2 yrs elder to you.”
“Oh and make sure you fall in love with a guy who is not of kaushika gothram” added my mom.
“Whatever is going to happen to me?” I thought as I cuddled up and went to sleep in my cosy room…
Well,I opened my inbox and there were 2-3 mails asking me to do this and that.I got started,I had to leave by 12.So putting behind all my doubts and fears,I distracted myself with work.My colleague came at 10,she was surprised to see me looking pale and nervous.”Relax dear,dont worry,It happens in every girls life” she said. “Everything will be fine,God is there with you” she pointed.It took me around 2-3 min to understand what she was saying (my brain was working really slow that day,after all I was thinking a 100 things at the same time that day.Poor me) It takes me 2 hrs to get home and at any cost I must leave at 12 or else I will be late.It was 11.45,I had finished everything.Suddenly my PL comes and says,hey why dont you please check this before leaving? Damn him,I am already so tensed,I dont want more work in the last min and the work he gave me would take another half hour.I started on it with full speed.My colleague was really sympathetic,she said ” why dont you go? I will do it for you.” I nodded my head from side to side,I couldnt talk.It was 12.20 and finally everything was done.”Bye Sandhya,I am leaving.I will tell you what happened on monday” I said and got my bag." good luck " she said. I smiled at her,ran to the lift.” Don’t get nervous,you have faced so many exams,interviews and presentations in your life and you have done well so far” the voice in my head said.”But this is a totally different thing,this is about meeting the guys parents and god knows who else,It can change your entire life” another voice in my head said. I frowned,closed my eyes trying to shut the voices and relax.I was in an auto,will reach in time,I thought as I looked at the watch.
“why dont you eat something? Did you have lunch? ” mom asked.I said “no,I didnt have the time”.She started getting angry,before she could say another word,I added ” I will eat now” I had my lunch slowly wondering what the hell is going to happen to me in future.Life had been so great so far,why couldn’t I stay with my parents forever? Why is marriage such an important thing in a girls life? I put on a ‘friends’ dvd that i had,humor calms me down.”get ready,get ready” dad said.I dropped my spoon.”Must I wear a saree amma?” I asked,”Its sooo uncomfortable” I added. “Its just for an hour dear” my mother said. “Its a tradition to wear a saree”she added.”Great tradition!” I thought.
As I sat on the sofa with my silk saree and jasmine flowers,bindi and kajal,I wondered what my friends would say if they saw me like this.I could picture my best friend grinning at my plight.I couldn’t help smiling,well what the hell,why should I get nervous? I calmed myself and started helping my mom in the kitchen.
The doorbell rang,I braced myself and stood behind my mother.Two ladies,one with a baby and a man walked in,I greeted all of them and guided them to sit.My dad asked me to sit so that everyone can look at me,my senses were jammed as I was being scrutinized from top to bottom,I didnt know where to look.”So do you know how to cook?” asked one of the ladies.I was asked by my parents to answer in the affirmative for this question,I replied saying not much but I am willing to learn.”Can you make upma?” she continued.”No” I said thinking maybe upma is his favourite dish.The baby started crying and the other lady who happened to be his sister started consoling it .She asked me to hold the baby while she changed its diapers.I was shocked,I am extremely nervous around babies,she put the baby on my lap.I just sat stunned as if a bomb has been dropped on me.”Relax,its just a baby” my mom whispered.I was mum as the baby started wailing.I watched their entire family trying to pacify the baby.I am very bad at making baby noises and cuddling them,so I kept my distance wondering if they will judge me on this basis.
The topic shifted from bangalore weather to real estate to the youth of today,I sat patiently staring at the floor thinking what good this small talk going to do us.After about an hour,dad started enquiring about the guy,Phew! He was in the US,so i had to figure him out from his parents and sister. I listened with both my ears but at the end of it all I concluded that unless I met him i cant give a verdict.
His family seemed alright to me.Finally at 5,everyone left,I heaved a sigh of relief! None of us talked for 15 min,later my parents looked at me asking for my opinion.I said “depends on the guy ma”,let me talk to him and meet him.I was tired,tired of this procedure,he was the 7th guy,I had rejected 6 and my parents were getting restless.“I am ready to marry ma but can’t you people wait till I fall in love? This age old procedure sucks,not my type” I told my parents openly.
Dad said ” You can fall in love but make sure the boy is a brahmin-iyer and atleast 2 yrs elder to you.”
“Oh and make sure you fall in love with a guy who is not of kaushika gothram” added my mom.
“Whatever is going to happen to me?” I thought as I cuddled up and went to sleep in my cosy room…
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