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...
Friday, January 26, 2007
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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