Flow back o time,
Flow back to those years,
Get me some peace,
And rid of these tears.
Life was life,
Only when he was with me,
My spirits were always high,
Just like the river that meets the sea.
Flow back o time,
Flow back to those days,
Get rid of this pain,
Thats troubling me in million ways.
It was all dark,
And he walked in.
Thousand lights lit up,
Its a feeling victory akin.
Flow back o time,
Flow back to those seconds,
Get me my love,
Whom my heart beckons.
I tried all these days
To get rid of his thoughts,
I fear losing myself,
Because I still love him lots.
Flow back o time,
Flow back now,
Its high time already,
I am in thirst of love.
Monday, December 3, 2007
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
A token of love!
The more you talk to me,
the more you seem closer,
the more I fall for you,
I feel great to be a loser.
The more you look at me,
the more I get pretty,
Your love and wholly your love,
makes me write this ditty.
The more I start thinking about you,
I feel happier than ever,
if there is something that I like the most,
It is to get you forever.
To tell you all this,
I reach your doorstep.
These inner feelings however,
never leave my lowerlip.
A day would come,
and you will know all this,
It is then you will get to know,
What on earth you did really miss.
I keep on counting days,
for that special day to come,
That day is truely promising,
for a loving heart which has been so numb.
the more you seem closer,
the more I fall for you,
I feel great to be a loser.
The more you look at me,
the more I get pretty,
Your love and wholly your love,
makes me write this ditty.
The more I start thinking about you,
I feel happier than ever,
if there is something that I like the most,
It is to get you forever.
To tell you all this,
I reach your doorstep.
These inner feelings however,
never leave my lowerlip.
A day would come,
and you will know all this,
It is then you will get to know,
What on earth you did really miss.
I keep on counting days,
for that special day to come,
That day is truely promising,
for a loving heart which has been so numb.
Monday, August 20, 2007
An apology!
Once upon a time there lived in woods,
a small rabbit who was very naive.
It assumed it knew everything,
the way of cunning world in which it was alive.
" Be friends with everyone",
this is what it always believed in,
"Never hurt anyone",
this is what it considered the biggest sin.
Despite these ideals,it did hurt many,
knowingly or the other way,
it couldnt bear the despise from any,
Which landed it on the grounds of grief and dismay.
The other animals didnt hate it,
nor did they love,
What pricked it the most then??,
it was adoration then,its a formality now.
how rude it is,
"to gain someone, you'd have to loose the other".
Whats the point in being such a society,
Where friendship is such a bother!!
Rabbit grew smarter,
It learnt a lesson,
"Talk to everyone,
be friends to none".
There is a rabbit in me now,
It has got into me somehow.
I confess I have started being skin-deep,
Its better for me than to cry and make others weep.
a small rabbit who was very naive.
It assumed it knew everything,
the way of cunning world in which it was alive.
" Be friends with everyone",
this is what it always believed in,
"Never hurt anyone",
this is what it considered the biggest sin.
Despite these ideals,it did hurt many,
knowingly or the other way,
it couldnt bear the despise from any,
Which landed it on the grounds of grief and dismay.
The other animals didnt hate it,
nor did they love,
What pricked it the most then??,
it was adoration then,its a formality now.
how rude it is,
"to gain someone, you'd have to loose the other".
Whats the point in being such a society,
Where friendship is such a bother!!
Rabbit grew smarter,
It learnt a lesson,
"Talk to everyone,
be friends to none".
There is a rabbit in me now,
It has got into me somehow.
I confess I have started being skin-deep,
Its better for me than to cry and make others weep.
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
Guy next door!
It all started in November..My fav month..
I usually spend my weekends at my aunts place.
Never did I think that I would meet my first love there!
One fine evening...
I was on the way to my aunts house..Bought few chocolates of my fave and knocked the door to surprise them.I never expected that a much bigger surprise was in store for me."HE" opened the door.He was extremely CUTE..cuter than the cutest person I have ever seen.
Rose pink cheeks and blue eyes..Red lips which bore a smile which could steal all the hearts in this world.He gently let me in and quickly stepped out of our house.Oh God!How I wished he could stay for some more time!!!
Slowly,We became friends.We used to share our chocolates,played together but never talked to each other.A "Sweet" smile always bid a "hi"..and an unhappy look on his face ,a "bye".
It was Feb14th and I was home again for him.We were watching a show on TV in which a hero offered a rose to his beloved one.Dont know what made him do this,but he quickly grabbed a rose from our table and offered it to me.I was more than happy and kissed him on his cheeks for the first time.What a special valentine!
To my shock,the next time I went to my aunts place,He left to his mothers place.It was then I came to know that he was an NRI and was on a vacation to his granny's house who happened to be our neighbour.He left behind a small soft-toy[A cute puppy] as a token of love.:)
He will be back to India this summer again-I am looking forward to it.
By the way,this guy next door is Sri Anuj 1.5 years old.
Friday, July 6, 2007
Welcome!
Welcome to another sem,
the hell is ready,
So are we,
all set for the 3rd year spree.
Gone are the days of fun,
the joy of vacation is all done,
Pleasantly monsoons take over the scorching sun,
IIIT usurps holidays leaving happiness to none.
Books in piles to look into,
Assignments in loads to do,
Lectures boring to listen to,
Exams are the worst nightmares coming true.
Yet here we are geared up for all that,
Life rocks in IIIT despite being fussy,
The doors of frustration are now shut,
Friends in the air to make it lovely from messy.
the hell is ready,
So are we,
all set for the 3rd year spree.
Gone are the days of fun,
the joy of vacation is all done,
Pleasantly monsoons take over the scorching sun,
IIIT usurps holidays leaving happiness to none.
Books in piles to look into,
Assignments in loads to do,
Lectures boring to listen to,
Exams are the worst nightmares coming true.
Yet here we are geared up for all that,
Life rocks in IIIT despite being fussy,
The doors of frustration are now shut,
Friends in the air to make it lovely from messy.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
A-new-pama
A shy and timid girl was I,
when I got into a new world.
Bold and confident I am,
Perfectly reverse,my character swirled.
Sensitive I was,
And tears to wet my cheeks,
Sensible now I am,
I haven't cried since many weeks!
Poor is a man with no money,
Poorer is a one with no character,
Poorest is the one with no friends,
And I always wanted to be the richest however life wends.
Loadz of friends I started to make,
some true and some fake,
All are an addiction,
Be in any number,they are not an obsession.
Started to Love people,
Thanks to her who taught me how to,
Love is to give whatever you have and be humble,
Its all about how one soul can be equal to two.
A-new-pama is the one I never dreamt of before,
Here I stop to pen her though there is lots more.
when I got into a new world.
Bold and confident I am,
Perfectly reverse,my character swirled.
Sensitive I was,
And tears to wet my cheeks,
Sensible now I am,
I haven't cried since many weeks!
Poor is a man with no money,
Poorer is a one with no character,
Poorest is the one with no friends,
And I always wanted to be the richest however life wends.
Loadz of friends I started to make,
some true and some fake,
All are an addiction,
Be in any number,they are not an obsession.
Started to Love people,
Thanks to her who taught me how to,
Love is to give whatever you have and be humble,
Its all about how one soul can be equal to two.
A-new-pama is the one I never dreamt of before,
Here I stop to pen her though there is lots more.
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Stars on the earth!
I looked at the stars,
and was fascinated.
They were small and beautiful,
pretty and they scintillated.
As I moved away,
they came with me.
A happy feel it was,
and great to see.
An amiable hand I lent,
"Lets be friends for ever".
A soapy hand I got,
"Friends with you?never!".
If I wasnt worthy,
Why is it that they lure?
I cried over them,
for I was ditched for sure!
Stars are the people
we quite often meet,
they are very bitter,
though they appear sweet.
I learnt a lesson,
the grapes I wanted are sour.
Now all that I am left with
is only tears to pour.
and was fascinated.
They were small and beautiful,
pretty and they scintillated.
As I moved away,
they came with me.
A happy feel it was,
and great to see.
An amiable hand I lent,
"Lets be friends for ever".
A soapy hand I got,
"Friends with you?never!".
If I wasnt worthy,
Why is it that they lure?
I cried over them,
for I was ditched for sure!
Stars are the people
we quite often meet,
they are very bitter,
though they appear sweet.
I learnt a lesson,
the grapes I wanted are sour.
Now all that I am left with
is only tears to pour.
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Wordpress blog of anoo's records!
Well,this blog is a collection of all the records I have made for myself and break them so often!
1.Song I have listened to myriad number of times:
Its "yekkada vunna" from nuvvekavali.Believe it or not,I have listened to this song 10,762 times a single day!Fantabulous lyrics I must say,a person who is truly mad in love would enjoy this song like hell.
PS:I am NOT in love.Yet I LOVEEEEEE this song.
Many other songs are still in queue,but this still remains my first choice.
2.Film I have watched uncounted number of times:
Its nuvvu naaku nahcchav..Dont know what magic's there in the movie,whenever I feel glum,I just play it and it revitalises me.
Perfect combo of comedy,love and sentiment.I still manage to find time to watch the movie atleast once a week in this busy schedule[4th sem in IIIT-CSE] of ours.
3.Well heres it-another record which I have recently made:
My mom was not at home ,neither my dad.So,I planned a big surprise for them-I decided that I would cook for them.I made Lemon Rice,cooked some dal and plain rice of which none of them turned to be edible.
Lemon Rice is the best of all-it atleast looked like one though it tasted extremely sour.Dal and plain rice turned out to be brown in color which I couldnt even look at for the second time- forget tasting them.
After they came home,we had a hearty laugh over this and discarded this "material" which our neighbours dog didnt taste either.
Great me!
4.Another record worth mentioning is that
I have watched Stalin in theature twice after watching it on my laptop.
No more elaborations on that!I guess it says it all.
5.Ultimate Replication:
Dont know in which class I was then.A painting competetion was condcuted in our school.
The topic was "Anything that makes you smile".
I was extremely lazy to give it a try to think on my own.
I just looked into my neighbours paper.He had artistically drawn a clown by then and was coloring it.
I merely copied everything from his paper including the colors he was filling in.
Believe this or not,
I even copied his name,his roll number,class and section which was the biggest mistake I made.
Both of our names were shortlisted[Ahem..in copied list] and the poor fella was disqualified for the final round.
Clever me!I denied that I copied from him..There was nothingon that paper that belonged to me!:D
[to be continued]
1.Song I have listened to myriad number of times:
Its "yekkada vunna" from nuvvekavali.Believe it or not,I have listened to this song 10,762 times a single day!Fantabulous lyrics I must say,a person who is truly mad in love would enjoy this song like hell.
PS:I am NOT in love.Yet I LOVEEEEEE this song.
Many other songs are still in queue,but this still remains my first choice.
2.Film I have watched uncounted number of times:
Its nuvvu naaku nahcchav..Dont know what magic's there in the movie,whenever I feel glum,I just play it and it revitalises me.
Perfect combo of comedy,love and sentiment.I still manage to find time to watch the movie atleast once a week in this busy schedule[4th sem in IIIT-CSE] of ours.
3.Well heres it-another record which I have recently made:
My mom was not at home ,neither my dad.So,I planned a big surprise for them-I decided that I would cook for them.I made Lemon Rice,cooked some dal and plain rice of which none of them turned to be edible.
Lemon Rice is the best of all-it atleast looked like one though it tasted extremely sour.Dal and plain rice turned out to be brown in color which I couldnt even look at for the second time- forget tasting them.
After they came home,we had a hearty laugh over this and discarded this "material" which our neighbours dog didnt taste either.
Great me!
4.Another record worth mentioning is that
I have watched Stalin in theature twice after watching it on my laptop.
No more elaborations on that!I guess it says it all.
5.Ultimate Replication:
Dont know in which class I was then.A painting competetion was condcuted in our school.
The topic was "Anything that makes you smile".
I was extremely lazy to give it a try to think on my own.
I just looked into my neighbours paper.He had artistically drawn a clown by then and was coloring it.
I merely copied everything from his paper including the colors he was filling in.
Believe this or not,
I even copied his name,his roll number,class and section which was the biggest mistake I made.
Both of our names were shortlisted[Ahem..in copied list] and the poor fella was disqualified for the final round.
Clever me!I denied that I copied from him..There was nothingon that paper that belonged to me!:D
[to be continued]
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
Tagged!!!
A living person whom I would like to meet:
Well I have seen many of my friends write about hollywood actors.My choice would be Dr.Kamal Hassan.There isnt any other Indian actor who is so dedicated to his profession.He literally worships work and Its not an exaggeration if I say the film "Mahanadi" which portrays a real life incident has made me cry the whole day.The film is all about how a happy-living family is scattered and the worst part of it is that the girl is sold to a brothel and the boy is left to his fate.Kamal played the lead as a hapless villager who lost and discovered his family in the metropolis and any other actor would not have done as good as him.Mahanadi is just an example.Indian,Anbe sivam[satyame sivam],Vichitra sodarulu[Kamal walks on his knees in the whole movie],Subhasankalpam[He played a fisherman who loses all his dear ones to save his master],Sagara sangamam[He played a middle class guy who is extremely passionate about dance-he fails in his love,his mother expires yet he finally wins.] .The very first thing thats appreciable in him is that he is very innovative,he craves for something new every time.The awards and felicitations he won are worth mentioning.-Padmasri,Doctarate,national awards,best debut actor in six regional markets all over India......And not to forget to mention-He is the first actor who turned his fan club into a non-profit organisation.
A non-living person whom I would like to meet:
That would be Kalpana Chawla.Its great to see women reach great heights.Well,I am a perfect feminiser in this context!
An event in history I would like to change:
Well,It would be the hijack of Indian airlines in Dec,1999.The rascals killed Mr.Rupin Katyal who was going on a honeymoon with his wife just for the heck of "FRIGHTENING THE PASSENGERS"[$$$$$$$].One of the newspapers at that time said "All the houses in Kolkatta lit diyas to welcome the new year and bid a bye to old year whereas Rupin's house lit a diya in his remembrance to pay him homage and bid him bye forever."I was moved.Nothing can be done to make his family smile on a new year day[Ahem..I coined this term just now].The trauma is indelible in their life..but If given a chance,I would erase this event in world history.
A movie I would like to witness without me being a part of it:
I would go with Deepti.All films which are meant to make India a better place are my choices.
A literary character I would like to meet:
Its Heidi..no doubt.The cute gal of Alps..got her?
Or its Tom sawyer,I just love Tom's story.The way he flirted with Becky,the way they sealed their love,the way he ran away from his house just to find out how much Aunt Polly loved him,those silly fights in love at such a tender age are really funny!
An incident in the history which I would like to witness:
Its the first naval parade in India.[I love Navy.:)]
choice2:Its the wedding of my parents.Yeah,I know its weird.But all of my aunts said they served 12 kinds of sweets at that time.And all my 32 teeth are sweet.I mean I have a sweeeeeeeeeeet tooth.
And Lastly..Thanks for tagging me Nammu!;)
Well I have seen many of my friends write about hollywood actors.My choice would be Dr.Kamal Hassan.There isnt any other Indian actor who is so dedicated to his profession.He literally worships work and Its not an exaggeration if I say the film "Mahanadi" which portrays a real life incident has made me cry the whole day.The film is all about how a happy-living family is scattered and the worst part of it is that the girl is sold to a brothel and the boy is left to his fate.Kamal played the lead as a hapless villager who lost and discovered his family in the metropolis and any other actor would not have done as good as him.Mahanadi is just an example.Indian,Anbe sivam[satyame sivam],Vichitra sodarulu[Kamal walks on his knees in the whole movie],Subhasankalpam[He played a fisherman who loses all his dear ones to save his master],Sagara sangamam[He played a middle class guy who is extremely passionate about dance-he fails in his love,his mother expires yet he finally wins.] .The very first thing thats appreciable in him is that he is very innovative,he craves for something new every time.The awards and felicitations he won are worth mentioning.-Padmasri,Doctarate,national awards,best debut actor in six regional markets all over India......And not to forget to mention-He is the first actor who turned his fan club into a non-profit organisation.
A non-living person whom I would like to meet:
That would be Kalpana Chawla.Its great to see women reach great heights.Well,I am a perfect feminiser in this context!
An event in history I would like to change:
Well,It would be the hijack of Indian airlines in Dec,1999.The rascals killed Mr.Rupin Katyal who was going on a honeymoon with his wife just for the heck of "FRIGHTENING THE PASSENGERS"[$$$$$$$].One of the newspapers at that time said "All the houses in Kolkatta lit diyas to welcome the new year and bid a bye to old year whereas Rupin's house lit a diya in his remembrance to pay him homage and bid him bye forever."I was moved.Nothing can be done to make his family smile on a new year day[Ahem..I coined this term just now].The trauma is indelible in their life..but If given a chance,I would erase this event in world history.
A movie I would like to witness without me being a part of it:
I would go with Deepti.All films which are meant to make India a better place are my choices.
A literary character I would like to meet:
Its Heidi..no doubt.The cute gal of Alps..got her?
Or its Tom sawyer,I just love Tom's story.The way he flirted with Becky,the way they sealed their love,the way he ran away from his house just to find out how much Aunt Polly loved him,those silly fights in love at such a tender age are really funny!
An incident in the history which I would like to witness:
Its the first naval parade in India.[I love Navy.:)]
choice2:Its the wedding of my parents.Yeah,I know its weird.But all of my aunts said they served 12 kinds of sweets at that time.And all my 32 teeth are sweet.I mean I have a sweeeeeeeeeeet tooth.
And Lastly..Thanks for tagging me Nammu!;)
Thursday, February 1, 2007
Amma..
Well,I always doubt the following:
1.Can there be anything sweeter than the word "amma"?
2.Can there be anyone in this world who loves you more than your amma?
3.Can there be anyplace more safe and secure than her lap?
4.Can there be anything more tastier than her handmades?
I am sure all the ones reading this post would say a big "NO" to the questions above.
Now,here goes something about my first treasure:
She is the sweetest of all the people in my world.She knows me so well..inside out.Right from my childhood,I have always tried to surprise her..I would just go to her and say"Amma..you wont believe what happened today is!"She would say it aloud just as if she has read my mind..!!!!
Be it my grades or my griefs or my crushes too..I have told her everything..I swear everything...She always says "Its better if i know it from you anu,than from a third person".A very mature and a BIG brain..No doubt I should say,I have never seen her decisions go wrong!
An awesome cook!
If you want anything yummy and tasty from North kitchen,just drop by my house.The exotic taste of pav bhaji or palak paneer is a must-have.
She is an envy of quite a few friends of hers.
An impeccable teacher!
She is a teacher in college as well as at home.Not only the matter in books,she has been teaching me how to live in the world as well.Encourages positive thinking a lot,thats why I am what i am today!Else i would have ended up my life in my foolishness.I have made her cry too for the same reason.Now thats the most cruel thing I have ever done in my life.
"A small nap in her lap" is the best thing I always enjoy.
Now this post seems endless as I can keep on writing on her because I love her to the top of this world.
Heres something to confess..
I hate my brother Venkat since he enjoys a share of her love too.
Nevertheless,this is what I want to do whenever I see her or even think of her...
Hug her close and say
"amma,I owe you for whatever I am today..
you are simply amazing..
-nup--a is utterly meaningless without u 'amma'"
[Now that was a bad one..lite teeskondi]
1.Can there be anything sweeter than the word "amma"?
2.Can there be anyone in this world who loves you more than your amma?
3.Can there be anyplace more safe and secure than her lap?
4.Can there be anything more tastier than her handmades?
I am sure all the ones reading this post would say a big "NO" to the questions above.
Now,here goes something about my first treasure:
She is the sweetest of all the people in my world.She knows me so well..inside out.Right from my childhood,I have always tried to surprise her..I would just go to her and say"Amma..you wont believe what happened today is!"She would say it aloud just as if she has read my mind..!!!!
Be it my grades or my griefs or my crushes too..I have told her everything..I swear everything...She always says "Its better if i know it from you anu,than from a third person".A very mature and a BIG brain..No doubt I should say,I have never seen her decisions go wrong!
An awesome cook!
If you want anything yummy and tasty from North kitchen,just drop by my house.The exotic taste of pav bhaji or palak paneer is a must-have.
She is an envy of quite a few friends of hers.
An impeccable teacher!
She is a teacher in college as well as at home.Not only the matter in books,she has been teaching me how to live in the world as well.Encourages positive thinking a lot,thats why I am what i am today!Else i would have ended up my life in my foolishness.I have made her cry too for the same reason.Now thats the most cruel thing I have ever done in my life.
"A small nap in her lap" is the best thing I always enjoy.
Now this post seems endless as I can keep on writing on her because I love her to the top of this world.
Heres something to confess..
I hate my brother Venkat since he enjoys a share of her love too.
Nevertheless,this is what I want to do whenever I see her or even think of her...
Hug her close and say
"amma,I owe you for whatever I am today..
you are simply amazing..
-nup--a is utterly meaningless without u 'amma'"
[Now that was a bad one..lite teeskondi]
Friday, January 26, 2007
Gags..Unforgettable!!
Well,these are some of dialogues my friends keep saying the most.The main intention of me writing this post is to call up all those memories whenever I read this post.
Divya:-
Chik chiklet..shok shoklet..
Hey yidiot..
Endi..enjestanna?
Harshita:-
The list is endless..But the one which strikes my mind in
the first place is "eyeye..BP..BP.."
"Naaku lenivi rende rendu."
"tataku daggulu nerpaku"
Lydia:-
"Please leave your footwear before you enter"
"Abba=Father..."
"NBH rotis..eatable hard disks"That's best of all the PJs I heard till date.
Namrata:-
She is very (in)famous for the telugu she speaks."Kancham lo koncham biyyam eyyandi[Put some rice in the plate]
"Atanu amenu preminchatlede..[That guy does not love her.]
This may not seem that funny,but the emotions she showed when she said these words are unexpressible[If such a word exists].
"Miru vahchingane nannu pilavande..[Call me once you people are back..]
Navatha:-"Yo..buddies.."
PhaniDeepti:
"you rack mama.."
"Ultimate kada"
Well,I guess i need to include her in Laughs unforgettable..since the only way in which I know that Deepti is back to her room is that I hear a big sound that nearly makes me jump out of my skin-Naah...Its
not the music sound...You might have guessed it already..
Ramya:-"padinde padara pachi palla dasuda"..
If somebody had seen me laughing at this,they would have mistaken me for a lunatic..I was literally rolling on the floor with hands on my stomach when I heard this for the first time..
"Yenki pelli subbi chaavu ki vachchindani"
"Pani leni mangaladu pilli tala gorigadu anta"
"Koti..koti ..enduku puttav ante..chakkaga unnollani ekkirinchataniki"
Sahiti:-Censored......[:P]
Shalini:-She speaks less..shows more..:P
No offense..What I meant is that her "do"-es are more funny han her speech.
"Rendu pens vunaya?"
"Hey common..write it" are her favourite lines.
Sushma:-
Sorry rebba..
hey come on
Spandana:-
"Hmm...opika lede"
"Sey...dgs"
Prashasti always retorts "had hai bhai.." when I tease her by the name of Harry Potter..And Shika bids a sweet 'hi' everytime we meet.
Well thats it...
Divya:-
Chik chiklet..shok shoklet..
Hey yidiot..
Endi..enjestanna?
Harshita:-
The list is endless..But the one which strikes my mind in
the first place is "eyeye..BP..BP.."
"Naaku lenivi rende rendu."
"tataku daggulu nerpaku"
Lydia:-
"Please leave your footwear before you enter"
"Abba=Father..."
"NBH rotis..eatable hard disks"That's best of all the PJs I heard till date.
Namrata:-
She is very (in)famous for the telugu she speaks."Kancham lo koncham biyyam eyyandi[Put some rice in the plate]
"Atanu amenu preminchatlede..[That guy does not love her.]
This may not seem that funny,but the emotions she showed when she said these words are unexpressible[If such a word exists].
"Miru vahchingane nannu pilavande..[Call me once you people are back..]
Navatha:-"Yo..buddies.."
PhaniDeepti:
"you rack mama.."
"Ultimate kada"
Well,I guess i need to include her in Laughs unforgettable..since the only way in which I know that Deepti is back to her room is that I hear a big sound that nearly makes me jump out of my skin-Naah...Its
not the music sound...You might have guessed it already..
Ramya:-"padinde padara pachi palla dasuda"..
If somebody had seen me laughing at this,they would have mistaken me for a lunatic..I was literally rolling on the floor with hands on my stomach when I heard this for the first time..
"Yenki pelli subbi chaavu ki vachchindani"
"Pani leni mangaladu pilli tala gorigadu anta"
"Koti..koti ..enduku puttav ante..chakkaga unnollani ekkirinchataniki"
Sahiti:-Censored......[:P]
Shalini:-She speaks less..shows more..:P
No offense..What I meant is that her "do"-es are more funny han her speech.
"Rendu pens vunaya?"
"Hey common..write it" are her favourite lines.
Sushma:-
Sorry rebba..
hey come on
Spandana:-
"Hmm...opika lede"
"Sey...dgs"
Prashasti always retorts "had hai bhai.." when I tease her by the name of Harry Potter..And Shika bids a sweet 'hi' everytime we meet.
Well thats it...
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
First child syndrome....[in my life]
Well,many people do feel that being a first child in the family is a tough job.There are hell lot of responsibilities that one holds being the eldest child-the younger ones often follow suit of the big ones in everything right from the costumes to speech.This was the case in all my friends’ homes too..they had to give up the pleasures like riding bicycles,eating junk food in canteen and stuff of such kind.But thanks to my mom and dad,I never missed any “such” fun right from my childhood.Yes,My brother did cry for not letting him eat guavas sold roadside but I did not stop munching them.One of my passions is photography and My hands were always busy with the camera we had once upon a time.My camera would not miss anything-even sights like mom tasting the food before she served us,dad shaving his beard and brother stealing God’s prasad.He used to cry to handle the camera himself…but I was too fresh then.I used to lure him,running around him with camera in my hands,my mom scolding me for making him cry and my dad explaining him why he wasnt given the camera.I would feel very proud to say that the best days in my life are those days and I bet they couldnt have been better.When I sit back and have a glance at those photos,a mischiveous smile appears on my face..
Great times indeed!!!
One more thing which troubled me the most is that my brother looked [and is] cuter than me.Never did my parents mention this to me or anyone,but I could feel it myself.I still remember how I pushed him down when we were standing on a staircase and poor fellow tumbled down stairs and fell on his belly.I got a proper thrashing from my parents and in fact from everyone who knew about this.I hated him more for this!!!
Since after my brother started coming to school,things turned to be different.I was more popular as “Sister of Venkat Ramesh” than as anupama.Yes,thats true.He always made it to the top.This induced a feeling of pride in me and from that day ,my hatred blossomed to love.I stopped annoying him and guess what?my father was the most happiest to see all this.Good girls do have extra privileges…[don’t they?]My father bought me a new bicycle and my brother a new tricycle.
But I didnt have an upper hand always.My brother was an active baby too.He was jealous of me too..since I won the fight always and my parents supported me because I was older to him and I knew more than him[I didnt in fact.]He used to cry to his health and if my dad didnt yield,I was the victim of his wrath.Even if I complained,the answer I would get was to take it light since he was small.And dont forget to mention-the gifts and chocolates he used to get seemed to be sour grapes for me..
And yes,in general sense,Every youngest child in a family has an extra privilege-He always has an opportunity to take the right path in academics and stuff of such kind..
[to be continued]
Birthday blast!
Everyone on this earth,sound and healthy,waits for a day which is special and comes only once for every 365*86400 seconds..Can you guess which day is it?
Bingo!Its Birthday...I am no different.In fact I often wish a calendar existed with only nov16th as its day and clock just stops when it strikes 12 on nov15.I always wonder why does time go too slow a week before my birthday and flees when the day finally arrives.Whatever..I simply love the month November--reasons..My birthday,Parents anniversary,Winter[Its my favoruite season....dont know why?] and all yummy fruits except Mango can be relished this time.
A not-to-forget[yes..this word has been coined by me just now] birthday of mine in inter first year left a deep imprint in my life.When I sit back and take a look into those reminiscences:
Our college was a only-girls[ahem..a new term again] college which was higly boring[no offence..I meant the topics were dry and they were taught in a still boring manner]..there wasnt a healthy competetion at all,marks were given as if they were some food packets brought for relieving flood victims.This comparision is apt because I still remember me and my friends fighting for a mark..a single mark for a multiple choice question which had no answer among the 4 given in the paper.Never did I feel tensed about the highlycompetetive world outside for I was contended with my life and wished everything would go easy just like it was..a frog in the well I was!!!But in the early weeks of november,One of my senior lecturers caught me chatting in the class and scolded me so badly that I was in tears for the whole day.I swore never to talk in the class[Ah..a small correction only in his class] again and I stood by my word.As luck would have it,the girl who always sat behind me was a bigger crack than me and the same sir mistook me for her and censured me once again this time with more contempt and anger.I was innocent and protested in the beginning but he was too fresh for me.To my horror,He complained about me to the higher officials too who gave me a warning to behave properly in class which couldnt be worse since Anupama,who was known to be a good, if not a bright,student was now termed to be a mischeivious,a prankster and disobedient of all the girls in first year.My fame reached the longterm students as well and everyone was for me asking "who is Anupama?Who is the girl Mr.Pillai is angry with?".Amidst all such mind-blowing experiences,my birthday finally arrived.I wasnt verymuch excited as I would be everytime.I simply wished all those incidents were a dream or they could have occured in somebody else's life[cruel me!].In Mr.Pillai's teaching hours,he put forward a question and challenged us that if we had listened to his classes all the year,we should answer his question.I seriously thank my stars for that day,It was I who stood hesitatingly at first and answered it with ultimate boldness and confidence.May be he was surprised that me like "Senseless Idiots[this is what he called me]" answered that question,he quickly took out another one from O.P.TANDON'S book on STOICHIOMETRY and asked me to work it out on the board which I did.
"Splendid!I never thought you listened to my classes!Never did I think that intelligence and mischief and go together.I am sorry for what I have said.Good and all the best!" were his words on seeing my answer.I didnt expect this and believe it or not,my eyes went misty when a 80 year old Phd holder stood before me and was sorry for scolding me.I broke down and told him that I wasnt guilty the second time and to my surprise 7 of my friends were for me who supported me saying "Anu isnt a prankster..Never did any other teacher scold her in such matter].He apologised once again and left our class abruptly.We didnt understand what was happening for a moment but I became hero[ahem..heroine] of my campus.Seniors told me that Mr.Pillai praised me in their classes as well and "a mischevious girl" was now changed to an "intelligent naughty girl".To be frank the question I answered was too simple.It has got nothing to do with intelligence or textbooks.It was a mere use of common sense.luckily it struck me at the right moment which made me the talk of the campus.What else could have made my birthday more merrier??
I distributed cakes and chocolates,ate till my stomach couldnt take it anymore,made merry with my brother and parents and went to a nearby temple to thank Him for that wonderful day.Chemistry wasnt my cup of tea till that day,but ever since november16,2003 it has become my favourite subject.A big thanks to Him and Pillai sir for making my day so special.
Bingo!Its Birthday...I am no different.In fact I often wish a calendar existed with only nov16th as its day and clock just stops when it strikes 12 on nov15.I always wonder why does time go too slow a week before my birthday and flees when the day finally arrives.Whatever..I simply love the month November--reasons..My birthday,Parents anniversary,Winter[Its my favoruite season....dont know why?] and all yummy fruits except Mango can be relished this time.
A not-to-forget[yes..this word has been coined by me just now] birthday of mine in inter first year left a deep imprint in my life.When I sit back and take a look into those reminiscences:
Our college was a only-girls[ahem..a new term again] college which was higly boring[no offence..I meant the topics were dry and they were taught in a still boring manner]..there wasnt a healthy competetion at all,marks were given as if they were some food packets brought for relieving flood victims.This comparision is apt because I still remember me and my friends fighting for a mark..a single mark for a multiple choice question which had no answer among the 4 given in the paper.Never did I feel tensed about the highlycompetetive world outside for I was contended with my life and wished everything would go easy just like it was..a frog in the well I was!!!But in the early weeks of november,One of my senior lecturers caught me chatting in the class and scolded me so badly that I was in tears for the whole day.I swore never to talk in the class[Ah..a small correction only in his class] again and I stood by my word.As luck would have it,the girl who always sat behind me was a bigger crack than me and the same sir mistook me for her and censured me once again this time with more contempt and anger.I was innocent and protested in the beginning but he was too fresh for me.To my horror,He complained about me to the higher officials too who gave me a warning to behave properly in class which couldnt be worse since Anupama,who was known to be a good, if not a bright,student was now termed to be a mischeivious,a prankster and disobedient of all the girls in first year.My fame reached the longterm students as well and everyone was for me asking "who is Anupama?Who is the girl Mr.Pillai is angry with?".Amidst all such mind-blowing experiences,my birthday finally arrived.I wasnt verymuch excited as I would be everytime.I simply wished all those incidents were a dream or they could have occured in somebody else's life[cruel me!].In Mr.Pillai's teaching hours,he put forward a question and challenged us that if we had listened to his classes all the year,we should answer his question.I seriously thank my stars for that day,It was I who stood hesitatingly at first and answered it with ultimate boldness and confidence.May be he was surprised that me like "Senseless Idiots[this is what he called me]" answered that question,he quickly took out another one from O.P.TANDON'S book on STOICHIOMETRY and asked me to work it out on the board which I did.
"Splendid!I never thought you listened to my classes!Never did I think that intelligence and mischief and go together.I am sorry for what I have said.Good and all the best!" were his words on seeing my answer.I didnt expect this and believe it or not,my eyes went misty when a 80 year old Phd holder stood before me and was sorry for scolding me.I broke down and told him that I wasnt guilty the second time and to my surprise 7 of my friends were for me who supported me saying "Anu isnt a prankster..Never did any other teacher scold her in such matter].He apologised once again and left our class abruptly.We didnt understand what was happening for a moment but I became hero[ahem..heroine] of my campus.Seniors told me that Mr.Pillai praised me in their classes as well and "a mischevious girl" was now changed to an "intelligent naughty girl".To be frank the question I answered was too simple.It has got nothing to do with intelligence or textbooks.It was a mere use of common sense.luckily it struck me at the right moment which made me the talk of the campus.What else could have made my birthday more merrier??
I distributed cakes and chocolates,ate till my stomach couldnt take it anymore,made merry with my brother and parents and went to a nearby temple to thank Him for that wonderful day.Chemistry wasnt my cup of tea till that day,but ever since november16,2003 it has become my favourite subject.A big thanks to Him and Pillai sir for making my day so special.
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