Invaluable Minutes of Goodness...

“What is the change that good message oriented movies have been bringing in me since years?”

“Even if I change myself, how longer I’m really able to continue with the same?”

I had no clue about these questions, even though they were solely about my very own mentality and life style. But today, when I was watching one such kind of movie, somehow the following lines popped up in my mind. Read on…

“The movie may not change my life style completely, but it will surely fill my heart with awesomeness for a while. It will embed a kind of goodness in to my thought, though it is for a while. When I come off the movie situation, it will be ME once again, resuming my work, my thoughts, my tensions and my life. I may again get the movie-goodness off my mind after some time”

“At the end of the day, the only satisfaction that I have is that at least for a few minutes, or hours, or days, I entertained my mind with goodness. And yes, entertaining goodness in heart is the essence of my life. How long I can do it is solely in my grip. And how much I can prolong it is also in my court”

So what do you say about this?

PS: Please check the previous post for my opinion on the question about ‘Celebrity’. LoL..i have not disabled the comments link this time…:)...:)

My Opinion ...

PS: Please don’t answer me that you would love to reborn as yourself. And I must confess here that this question is not mine. This was asked in our welcome party by one of the HR personals, to the contestants of a game. In my next post I will let you know the winner’s answer, along with my own. Thank You.

The above said is the Post Script which I missed out on my last post. To my surprise, I got realized it very lately, so am keeping it here any way in this attempt.

Sorry to say this, I’m not in any mood at the moment to tell you what I understand the celebrity status exactly. But I promise you a post on this, very soon.

Well, the winner in that game said: “I would like to reborn as a Kalpana Chawla, as she proved that she was nothing less to any man”.

Back to me: When the winner mentioned that she wanted to reborn as Kalpana Chawla, I felt that she was speaking my heart but with a different reason.

I too want to reborn as a Kalpana Chawla, not because she proved that she was nothing less to any man, but because she proved herself despite of the same difficulties as that of any other woman can have. I would like to experience the last few minutes that she had, being in the collapsing space shuttle.

Thank you very much for sharing your opinions on this question. I will respond to them shortly.

Whom would you choose?

If you could get a chance to reborn as a celebrity, whom would you choose? And why?

Memories of You...

Memories of you,
Make me feel I’m a queen of heart;
Make me proud of your lovely heart;
Make me believe of my little heart.

Memories of you,
Encircle my heart for my boundless thoughts.

Memories of you,
Margin down my dreams to a splendid reality.

Memories of you,
Make me turn around to feel your presence.

Memories of you,
Make me believe of the divine love faithfully.

Memories of you,
Strengthen me to get along with my own life.

Memories of you,
Make me realize how much I miss you in real.

Memories of you,
Make me giggle as if I’m with you;
Make me proud as if I’m with you;
Make me love you as if I’m you.

An Unusual Sunday…

NOTE: This is little similar to the 'Cluster of thougts' posts of mine. The basic difference is that they were about the dialy news, and this is about my feelings and emotions.

The same fine morning, with the same cool breezy effect, and of the same Sunday morning mood as that of every other Sunday mornings welcomed me in to the actual world from the virtual world of my sleepy dreams, today.

But ever since I started my Sunday routines, I found that the things were becoming very interesting time to time. By the time of completion of my previous post, I was damn sure that the remaining half day would be of same surprises to me. This confidence provoked me to add the PS in that post. If you have read that post and awaited this entry, I’m so thankful to you, words never say how much I’m. Now, let me get in to the point straightaway.

The Morning Shock…

I would say, the shock had proudly kept it’s name high by showing me the web page as shown below, while I was trying to enter in to my blogger account. It was referring to some suspicious activity in the google account. Suspicious activity!! You understand that? My heart started running faster.

Though it was usual to happen to people across the world, for me, being a less knowledge person about this error, I was terribly disturbed to have seen the web page on my lovely lapi screen. Making no mistake, I changed my password and could able to access my data safely. Before that, even I could not comment on any of your posts. An unwanted error had been appearing on the screen whenever I click the “Publish your comment” icon. You never know how it did hurt me, that too in the early morning.

Any way, I read about the “Suspicious activity on your account error” from the most wanted ‘Google’ site. It was referring someone who wanted to access my account in an unauthorized manner. Ok, but ‘why’ was the first question that popped up in my chunky brain.

Leave it. I’m not sure if you also got the same error sometime or not. But the one thing that I want to make it clear to the abusers is- “I’m not sitting here keeping my seat belt buckled, and fingers crossed to become another victim of hacking world. I may lose everything, my posts, my data, my mails, etc. But one thing that I will never lose is the way each one of the mails and each post made me feel. It is a true treasure and I have saved it in the deep bottom of my heart”

I don’t know, one day even I too may become a victim of these hacking talents, but I will always be thankful to them for showing interest in my treasure. If they won’t think that there is something greatness in my treasure, why they would ever try to hack it? Isn’t it the right way to say?

Ekam’s post…

Ekam Rathore, a blogger friend of mine, posted an interesting stuff in her site. (Sorry for not linking to her blog ID. I have been trying to keep the links here, but I’m unable to do it. Could you please help me in doing so? Thank you).

What would you on your last day of life (Only if you know that it is your last day)? A valid question. Well, everybody has got their own answers for this, so am I. I’m not going to tell you my wishes here, but I want to ask you something.

How many of us will really get a chance of clearing the ‘to do list’ before we die?
How many of us will really get to know about our last 24 hours?

It is terribly horrible to give it a thought, but I would say it is a real pleasure to have information about it, so that you take leave in a proper fashion by saying ‘byes’ and giving hugs. Good death may be!
A Man Called Obama…

Suddenly, I remembered this guy today afternoon while watching the cricket match. While watching a ‘Cricket match’? Very weird, isn’t it?

I was just thinking about the so called critics who had almost stopped throwing arrows at the Nobel peace prize judging committee. From all existing corners of the world, words had been thrown at Obama, for being promoted as the “Nobel peace price laureate for 2009”. Some people made a move forward and even demanded him to return the Nobel prize. Nobel prize!!! Note it down, it was nothing but the world’s best ever honor, it is so called. I bet how many of the critics would have returned it back, had they been Barack Obama(s)!!!

Come on, don’t get me wrong here. I’m neither supporting, nor rejecting the American president here. My concern is about the ‘human made discussion’ on the prestigious Nobel peace prize. No one could do any thing in the level of stopping it to be written on his name for this year, even after the heartfelt criticism. And now, it is nothing less than any other forgotten incidents of the history of world.

I conclude it – it is better to talk less about which you can not do more.
May be, it is true!!!

Uncharacteristic Pramoda @ Cricket

For those who are less interested in cricket and want to skip reading this section: Wait please; this is less about cricket and more about the change in my attitude. Please do proceed with this too, if you can.

** Pitch Report: Commentator use to show the pitch and mentions to look at the ‘green’ grass. Eventually some cracks lie there on the pitch. But to my pleasure, I could never see the greenness in the grass…mostly my eye caught the golden colored grass lied there. It never happened that I could see the “GREEN” grass he mentioned. What say?

** India was changing the big total (It did appear)… already six wickets down, was still requiring 100 odd runs on board to defeat the reigning world champions… it was almost looking impossible to make lakhs of Indians’ dreams come true for any one yet to bat… now power cut… TV off…

I was also one of such species, who used to switch off their TVs, if once Sachin had got out. And today, I was literally watching the match to see a winning India till the 7th wicket down. All credit goes to the incidents and people who worked to make Team Indian this way. I thank them.

And now, its power cut… as soon as the power had come again, I switched on the TV, expecting to watch the presentation ceremony. To my surprise, we were still 7 down and Bajji and Praveen Kumar had been trying to do some good in the middle. Ball by ball as they hit the runs, audience could not stay calm. Towards the end of the match, literally I could not differentiate their responses for a six, four and even for a single. The atmosphere was all enlightening, and all were charged up including Suresh Raina and Virat Kohli from the Indian dressing room.

It was again very unusual to see the top order batsmen enjoying their lower order’s swashbuckling partnership, especially from the Indian side. Indian side, the world’s most inconsistent cricketing side, I call them. To everyone’s surprise, Harbhajan was the only batsman who got the standing ovation from the crowd among all other so called champion batsmen in both the sides. Any way we lost the match with just a margin of 4 runs. Finally, there was something for Mahendra Singh Dhoni to cheer himself up. “We need to concentrate on our batting department as well as bowling department”, he said, and I don’t know what else left apart from them!!!

Any ways, we love you guys. Go ahead and win the race. All the best for the rest.

You may be asking me about the unusualness in these lines of mine, about cricket. You don’t know what I was at some point of time. Check here…

** Pramoda never thought realistically about Indian cricket team.
** She always fantasized the team’s capability.
** She always waited for a century from the 11th batsman.
** She always believed that a girl can play in Indian men team (She still believes, any doubt?)
** She always backed them, no matter whom and where they were playing.
** She enjoyed Sachin’s century more than the team’s win.
** She used to watch the presentation ceremony only IF India won.
** She used to watch the match, even if she had got final exam on the next day (of course, by completing the syllabus a day before)
** She deliberately wanted Pakistan to loose T20 inaugural world cup final against India, by remembering the audacious acts of Pakistani Terrorists, but not because of talent in Indian squad.
** ….. And many more.

Yeah, it was all about me and I agree these openly. But when I was watching the match today, I could see a complete different mindset of mine.

I didn’t think of the last wicket partnership. I didn’t want to enjoy Sachin’s play more than a team’s effort. I complemented the Ausies for their wonderful deliveries and game plan. Cricket is a game of 11 men; terrorists were nothing to do with the hard work of the players. I watched the presentation ceremony too, etc. I know I have to cut it short at least now!!

I appreciate this change in my attitude towards the game which I love the most. Now you may have come to know that I’m very talkative about cricket, not for the game, but for the players’ and audience’s emotions.

That is more from my side for today. Hope you enjoyed this, if I’m not wrong. Thanks for the long read.

Remembering today’s moments,
Pramoda Meduri

The True Essentials…

Success is nothing unknown.
Happiness is nothing undeserved.
Enjoyment is nothing inexperienced.
Success, happiness, and enjoyment
Are what your heart knows and feels,
But not what someone decides.

Never allow people to decide your success.
Never allow people to define your happiness.
Never allow people to demonstrate your enjoyment.
Success, happiness, and enjoyment are your daily
Essentials after all, so never let others catch hold of yours.

“Try to be a winner and strive to remain the same”

PS: Watch out for my next post tonight. I'm gonna tell you many things.

About Me...

Once in a while, you should say about yourself. Not because people can not understand you, but it ensures that you are very much connected to yourself, so that you accept your changing attitude and interests.

I thank Parzi, a sweet gal and an awesome blogger, for tagging me to do this.

** You know my name, and the meaning of it is ‘happiness’. I smile a lot. I laugh a lot. So, same pinch.

** I am happy most of the time, but if once I get depressed for any reason, no one can bring me out of the misery except myself. Only I have to console myself and I’m proud that only I can do it for myself.

** I used to feel that I never try to change people, but recently I got realized that I do it a lot, by conveying it to them in a way or other. I also feel that it is nothing wrong in saying, but it should be in a limited fashion.

** Black color catches my eyes, no matter what the thing is. Please underline the word ‘thing’ here.

** Emotions get my interest, not only to feel but also to observe in other people. I watch cricket just to enjoy their emotions.

** I’m not talkative, but I take some time before I speak more with any one.

** I believe in love.

** I don’t believe in relations which ‘happens’ to be ‘very’ close such that they ignore their other friends.

** My writings may mislead you to think that I’m very bold person. But to be frank, I’m the most sensitive person I have ever met till date. But I’m proud of my sensitiveness always, which is the main power behind my writings.

Being sensitive, I can feel many emotions. My emotions have always been the sole inspiration to my writings.

May be, it is enough for now. I want to tell you more and more, but I’m not sure if it takes your interests now. Any ways, enjoyed writing this. Thanks for reading this faithfully.

With Love…Prams.

PS: Please have a look at the previous three liner post too, thank you.

Guidance...

Always guide a person based on your experiences.
But, never guide him based on your interests,
Especially, during the starting point of his career.

Life Knows What You Need, Just Believe In It.

If life gives you everything that you want,
You will learn how to use the abundant resources,
To have a better life ahead; but that life
May never teach you how it pains if you
Don’t get the things that you wanted.

If life never gives you everything that you want,
You will learn how to use the limited resources,
To construct a better life; but that life
May never teach you how it feels if you
Get the things that you wanted.

Every time, there is something to learn;
Sometimes it is the pain of scarcity,
Some other times it is the feel of availability.
After all, every learning is special in life.

Life always gives you what you need.
It is up to you how you accept it and use it.
Everyone is lucky enough in a way or other.
It is up to us how we see the things,
And how we feel the way they are.

Life Knows What You Need, Just Believe In It.

My Answers...

Hi Friends, I have been tagged by five sweet bloggers for this tag. They are:

Guria
Rimz
Yellow Tulip
Sahana

Amity

Thanks to you gals, for letting me do this. Hope you would enjoy reading this.

1. What is your current obsession? Nothing… (I maintain hobbies, not obsessions)

2. Which quality you admire the most? Selflessness

3. What’s the last thing you bought? Pens

4. What are you now listening to? A song from RACE

5. What do you think about the person who tagged you? Guria- an intelligent writer, Rimz- A nice friend, Yellow tulip- An emotional writer, Sahana- A girl who loves the nature.

6. Which was the latest movie you saw and what’s your review? BLUE, a good adventurous entertainer

7. If you could go anywhere in the world in the next one hour, where would you go? To the top of the Taj Mahal

8. Which language do you want to learn? English

9. What is your favorite quote? To be happy, make others happy.

10. Which is your favorite sport? Cricket

11. Whom do you want to meet right now? Ratan Tata

12. What is your favorite color? Black

13. What emotion of yours you like the most? Smile

14. What is your dream job? I don’t have any dream job, but I have a dream career.

15. What are you going to do after this? Another post

16. Who is your favorite sports star? Sachin Tendulkar

17. What inspires you? My Emotions

18. What do you do when you feel extremely depressed? First I cry, and then I think.

19. What is the meaning of your name? Happiness

20. Which other blogs do you love visiting? Next question please…

21. What is the right way to answer the people who purposefully hurt you? Reciprocate … with love.

22. What do you love most about you? My sensitiveness

23. What is the one thing that you want to remove from this world? Illiteracy

24. With whom you spoke last on phone? My school Head mistress

25. What would you think if your best friend says a lie to you? I blame myself for not being close to her/him so that she/he would have never lied.

Have a nice time…:)

Today's Take Home #7

"Every Minute Is Too Early To Conclude Any Person"

PS: If you have not yet read my previous post, please do have a look at it. That is a very special post of mine.

A Moment of Inspiration!

The clock on the railway platform ran faster, so did their heart beats.

17:18…

17:19…

17:20…

She was all in pain as she had to miss him very badly, yet again. After a splendid vacation in which they have had the beautiful and invaluable memories woven nicely, now it was nothing less than a moment of the vacation for them.

The train signal was given and her heart sunk little further, though she could keep her tears deep within such that it would be a warm farewell. They knew that the last moment would be remembered forever and they didn’t want to fill it with tears. At the end, it was the smile and the waving hands that occupied the distance between them.

She turned back to go back, though her heart still lied somewhere safely. She had to bring all of her nerves in to her legs to move a step ahead.

“Can I move forward with this pain?”
“When can I be normal again?”

Questions haunted her. She convinced herself and moved ahead. As she was crossing the entrance, it happened that a small boy of age 9 years was taken away by his father in a wheel chair. The boy was mentally challenged and was giving strange looks to the outside world. He was smiling happily as he could not understand the pain that would wrench the heart to be in such position. She walked away after giving an innocent smile to that boy.

In the way she had to cross street children who were happily playing together, while their parents were busy in gossiping along side the road. She saw the beggars, co-passengers, auto walas, rich kids and every one who were occupying the two sides of the road.

Her pain started to turn in to thoughts slowly. Her so called questions turned in to her inspirational thoughts in a while.

“Why should I carry the pain?”
“What can stop me from being normal again?”

Am I not like all others?
Am I an exception to life’s seasons?

A big NO came her way to make out the following.

Life is a challenge
For EVERYONE.
Neither you, nor I can be
An exception to a sensation.

Whatever may we demand,
Whatever may we cause,
Whatever may we choose,
Life must GO ON.

It keeps our spirits high, even after a debacle.
And what more can sigh the augur of a miracle!

Words about Language...

Children are never to be demanded of speaking any language in specific; but rather, they should be taught of the concept of ‘speaking the language which can be understood by the listener’.

I see parents and teachers insisting their children to speak in English or in some specific language, and at the same time they feel very happy after seeing their children’s fluentness in that language, even though the listener could not get a bit out of their words.

The essence of language is not only about fluentness, but it is all about conveying your way to others. One may be very much fluent, but if he can not pass the message which he wanted to pass on, at the end of the day he is no one to the world.

Happy Diwali...

Beware...!!!

Beware of such things,
Which make no difference at the end of the day,
Though they make a huge difference at the end of the life!

Everything Has To Be Forgiven!

Ever since you are born, you
Value people and their attitudes for
Enormous and valid number of
Reasons, which help you and enable
You to efficiently walk through life, but at
Times mistakes of people can alarm the
Hazard by just hitting at your
Insider deeply, so that you feel
Nervous next time when you have to
Gain the belief in them, yet again.

However, the aversion takes you through wide
Angles of thoughts which make you
Sensible towards the facts of life.

Though you consider it with a deeper heart at the start, but
Once if you have a re-look at it after some time, you will

Be the most satisfied and calm soul, and also a person of
Entertaining hopeful thoughts of a positive relation, yet again.

Forgiving is the only divine act that a human can do.
Once you believe it, you will be the
Richest soul on the earth, with a
Gigantic hope on life yet again, which
Induces a lively and promising thoughts pass through your
Veins which invokes the divinity in you. After all,
Everything has to be forgiven in life, if
Not now, may be after sometime any way.

People can do mistakes only when they are alive, and they should be forgiven before they die.

Let us take less time to forgive and let the divinity occupy our veins proudly

Who is good?

Who is a good person?
He, who can not even unravel, what is good and what is bad?
He, who can just understand, what is good and what is bad and can not stay any more?
He, who can adjust himself patiently to both good and bad on knowing them fairly well?
He, who can reciprocate to every good and bad?
After all,
To know what is bad in other person, you must have understood what it is all about.

Then, what a good person means to you?

I know, it is not easy enough to give it a thought and at the same time it is very fair enough to ask ourselves this question once in a while, as we used to conclude people every day.

Before closing the post, let me tell you something…

From each and every category out of the four kinds of people said in the initial lines, so far, there are enough people who are remembered, who are valued, and who are respected and honored in every generation and history of the human beings.

Then, who is good specifically?

“Everybody is good and everybody is bad based on the circumstances”…huhhh…very simple answer and true as well…but this is not what expected out of the question. Please take time and do let me know your views.

PS: I hope you would not bring the concept of GOD in to this, please.

The Wise Children, Adults and Disarmament

I’m very much delighted to present to you the first ever guest post in my blog. This has been written by the person who had been the sole reason behind my successful IIT life. He is my best friend and is the one among those whom I feel as my strength. His name is Ravi. He had drafted me his copy and asked me to post it in my blog. Here it goes and I hope you would enjoy reading this…

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In the IXth std textbook on history, I remember we had back to back chapters, one on 'Cold War' and the other on 'Disarmament'. After I finished reading these chapters, I had the following thoughts running in my mind:

"The moment I become the Prez of U.S and U.S.S.R, I would declare complete disarmament and no production of nuclear weapons henceforth”. As a child this was very clear and simple for me. But now as an adult this concept of 'complete disarmament' is not very clear and I am starting to ask a few dumb questions on this very simple topic.

“What would be the future of earth after complete disarmament?”
"Wouldn’t it be more safe?"
The answers to these questions are very difficult to figure out and would put any grown up into a spot of bother.

Common Sense Research Studies have indicated that children ask wise questions and adults end up asking the dumb ones which is referred to as 'adult syndrome'. Children ask ‘why’ to most of the statements, which happen to be intelligent questions always. Let us take an example of such an adult syndrome.

A co-passenger asks another waiting for a train,
"When will the train come?”

In my village even the railway station master doesn’t know the arrival time. At the sound of an approaching train, he comes out to ring the bell in anticipation of the train. More often it turns out to be either a super fast express train that doesn’t halt or a train carrying goods.

It has happened countless number of times and yet the grown ups continue to ask him of train's arrival. But I have never seen a child approaching him.

Mark Twain has this rare ability to come up with intelligent answers to such 'adult questions'. He was once asked, "Will I reach this same spot if I walk straight along this road?” pointing to a long straight road ahead.

Mark Twain replied, "Oh Yes, surely. But don’t turn back and don’t turn to your right or left."

Mr. Obama has been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize for his extraordinary efforts in international diplomacy and to hasten nuclear disarmament. Finally, an U.S Prez is thinking along the same lines of the child within me. However, he has taken just a few steps that are no where near the idea of complete disarmament. It still is a distant dream. But my mother used to say," Dreams have this peculiar feature. They turn to be a reality one day and when least expected".

If only we allowed the child within us to take decisions on such critical issues will that day remain not far away from now!

Everything has to be cleaned, so as heart...!!!

Once in a while every thing has to be cleaned.

A drawer,
A room,
A bed,
A rack,
A house
And you name it.

As obvious as this is the cleaning of one’s mind. A mind consists of the stuff that keeps you pulling back from performing the must do tasks, and certain stuff has to be cleaned off in way or other.

You may speak it out,
You may write it somewhere,
You may confide in,
You may kill it off.

Of the above, whatever you do, that will keep you away from the irritation that has been caused by the unwanted stuff. And after doing it, I’m very sure that you are not the same of yesterday.

You are much relived,
You are much refreshed,
You are morally entertained, and
You are definitely rejuvenated.

But there is some thing called HEART that every human do consist, which can keep many secrets of a person solely. It has got the capability of entertaining both love and hate without any partiality. But it is up to the person who uses it in the best possible way.

A heart can hold,
The confessions,
The regrets,
The secrets,
The mistakes and what not?

Of course love can be expressed very easily compared to all the above. But again, it is not for sure, I agree with the exceptions.

What’s the point in cleaning heart? Isn’t it equal to cleaning mind?

Now I know, the answer is very easy for this. Yes, it is certainly NOT as easy as cleaning mind. You can’t so easily do it.

It is not very easy to confess always,
It is not very easy to accept the regressions,
It is not very easy to spell out the secrets,
It is not very easy to burst out the mistakes,

But the best heart is the one which is capable of doing all these. It is the one which can clean itself very openly. That kind of heart is always valued and has been remembered in the history of the universe. Any questions here?

One second, I said some thing about ‘secrets’ here. I will make you clear that it is all about yourself, but not about the hearts which had believed you and shared their secret channels with you.

And I also say that, the best heart is the one which never speaks about such things. Am I correct? I think I’m.

In life,
Some can catch your mind,
Some can reach your heart.
It is up to you what you decide and proceed,
How to clean them and
What to clean when…

Life is not an easy game,
You can not practice here,
You have to play,
And you have to win.
And again, ‘win’ is what you feel,
But not that what everyone call.

Choose your seat and know it’s legs.
Make a stage and be down to the earth.
You will be remembered and
That is the essence of all.

"Perfect Moment"

Prepare yourself
Every now and then to
Reach the possible
Facts which you
Entertain in your
Candid thoughts
To conquer the perfect moment.

Moment of joy, and
Of inspiration, which can
Make you forget the
Enormous pain that you have taken.
Not that every time you achieve it, but
To give it a try itself is the perfect gain.
PS: It is the first ever 'Acro' that has been done by me, but to be frank the picture has inspired me to do so. I simply loved the pic, and what about you?

I Have A Reason...

I have a reason to wake up early …
I have a reason to connect to internet …
I have a reason to open my blog…
I have a reason to smile and enjoy…

I have a reason to think on every small aspect…
I have a reason to have a perfect outlook…
I have a reason to present myself better…
I have a reason to feel and write …

I Thank YOU for being one of my reasons…


PS: Please have a look at my 'today's take home' also ...

Today's Take Home #6

"Speak less; Say more"

PS: In fact, today there were many other learnings for me... may be i will try to post them later.

Vyshu's Reply...

I know I must speak less in this post as this is a dedicated post for my dear friend Soppi… She conveyed her happiness in the following lines, and asked me to share it with u all…Go ahead with her response to your love and affection…

“Your kind act is very much appreciated prams. I can’t imagine someone sharing their space just for me. It gives me immense pleasure knowing you people care for me a lot...

Thanks for this opportunity to make me understand that blogging is not just sharing thoughts. People come to rescue others when in blue....

I will comeback soon with your support...Please let every one who left their wishes for me know that I am doing pretty fine. Despite the loss I’m planning to start a new one...And please do acknowledge every one for their support...It really made a change...!”

Well Soppi… do come back with a bang and we are all awaiting your presence here…

PS: Dear All, thanks to you all of you for supporting and welcoming back my dear friend. Your efforts will be well remembered and cherished forever.

“It is not only when you walk and back, the friendship also blossoms when you welcome back”

Isn’t it a sheer shit…?

First of all, I’m very sorry about the title. But, I believe, you will not say ‘NO’ to it, after reading the complete post at a single stretch.

The Loss of SMSs…

I remember her becoming traumatized on knowing that her SMSs had been deleted by one of her friends by mistake. If it is to be spoken in her words, it would be “I’m feeling very sad dear, as the SMSs are like treasure of mine. On top of every thing, they carry the feelings of a person, of a particular date, of a particular time, and of a particular moment. I will be missing them all”. She did say nothing to her friend then, as she knew that it had happened by mistake.

The loss of Blog Posts…

The same girl surprised me by saying that she had lost her blog posts, while changing the theme of it. At that very moment, I could understand the pain in her words. I could have consoled her more, but I knew that she would not be requiring so much of it, as she was tough enough to face it.

Someone Has Deleted the Blog Posts…

Now, few days back, when I could not capture her new blog on my lapi screen, I was dumbfounded and said “Not again!” to myself. But when I came to know that it happened once again, now it did hurt me more than ever. My heart sunk further down, on knowing that someone had deleted her blog posts intentionally.

I call it gutlessness…

Now, I know, it is not that missing her would make me write the upcoming lines. But it would be the person who lacked in guts and mercilessly clicked the DELETE button so many times. He must be the kind of ‘odd man out’, and to bring him out, it takes ages in any way. But one thing is sure that the gutlessness may make few moments, but not all, and definitely not many.

And She IS…

By the way, you may have got her identity by now; she is the very well known VYSHU dear… (http://mynewtheme.blogspot.com)

This is for you dear…

Hey Soppi, please do come back with your kind of posts and make me feel happy on feeling them. Remember that you are read and understood by me always and under all circumstances. Your emotions and expressions are so valued at my heart and you occupy a special part too.

Dear all,

Please welcome her back to our world, where we think and we express.

What would you say now? Is it wrong to call the ‘gutless deletion of posts’ as a sheer shit…?

Let Us Face It...

When you face it,
It is not only that you come to know how tough the job is;
But is also that you will know how reliable your heart is.
So, let us face it…

The incessant rains and the devastating floods that have been saddening the globe these days have made me think this way today.

Any way, everything will be cleared, but again not everything!!

The loss is loss and is of all…

However, Let Us Face It…

55-NON Fiction #3 “The Survived Soldier” (& Two Tags)

Message: Hi friends, I think I’m on writing spree today. Three back to back posts, of course two of them are lovely tags (one about ‘dumb/smart’ and another about ‘the eight things’). Please do check them and let me know your views here along with this post’s.

Now the Non-Fiction…

Once a soldier got a threatening dream, depicting that the tent in which he and his troop had been sleeping was crushing out due to a bomb blast. He woke up immediately and came out of the tent. After few seconds, a bomb smashed the tent badly and all of his friends died in that.

He IS: He thought “The dream was the message from god and I have much work left on this earth”. He was the most influential personality during the world war-2. He was “Adolph Hitler”.

I read this in one book on the reasons and analysis behind the dreams, in Telugu language.

PS: Now, please proceed with the tags below. Thank You.

How DUMB I'm...

I’m back with the Tags…:) … for this one, Yellow tulip, Guria and Rimz have tagged me…before I start with this, I want to thank these gals for picking me.

The more [x]’s the “dumber” you are.

[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were talking
[ ] Gum has fallen out of your mouth when you were NOT talking

[ ] You have ran into a glass/screen door

[ ] You have jumped out of a moving vehicle

[x] You have thought of something funny while walking by yourself

[ ] Laughed, then watched people give you weird looks

So far: 1

[ ] You have run into a tree/bush.
[ ] You know that it IS possible to lick your elbow

[ ] You have tried to lick your elbow… a few times

[ ] You never knew that the Alphabet and Twinkle Twinkle Little star have the same rhythm.

[x] You just tried to sing them.

So far: 2

[ ] You have tripped on your shoelace and fallen.

[ ] You have choked on your own spit .

[x] You have seen the Matrix and still don’t get it.

[ ] You’ve never seen the Matrix.

[ ] You type only with two fingers.

So far: 3

[x] You have accidentally caught something on fire

[ ] You tried to drink out of a straw, but it went into your nose/eyes.

[ ] You have caught yourself drooling.

[ ] You have fallen asleep in class and fell outta your chair

[x] You stared hard at someone trying to figure whether the person was he or she

So far: 5

[ ] Sometimes you just stop thinking

[ ] You are telling a story and forget what you were talking about

[ ] People often shake their heads and walk away from you

[ ] You are often told to use your “inside voice”.

[ ] You use your fingers to do simple math

So far: 5

[ ] You have eaten a bug

[ ] You are taking this test when you should be doing something more important

[x] You have put your clothes on backwards or inside out, and didn’t realize it

[x] You’ve looked all over for something and realized it was in your hand

[ ] You have ran around naked in your house.

So far: 7

[ ]You repost bulletins because you are scared that what they say will happen to you if you don’t.

[ ] You break a lot of things.

[x] Your friends know not to use big words around you.

[ ] You tilt your head when you’re confused

[ ] You have fallen out of your chair before

[ ] Mistook your teacher to be a student

So far: 8

[x] When you’re lying in bed, you try to find pictures in the texture of the ceiling or wall

[ ] The word “ummmmm” is used many times a day.

[x] Have you opened your mouth to say something but then you pretended as if you were yawning because you forgot what you wanted to say.

TOTAL: 10
I am (10/40)*100 = 25% DUMB!!!

Wahhhh…its some thing interesting to realize the smartness with this tag. I have taken the questions as it is from the Shas’ blog. I stress that I have enjoyed doing this. And I would like to give this pleasure to Yamini (Land of dreams), Shruti (Hits and misses), Rohini (Train of thought), Partha uncle (Random thoughts), Diana (Welcome to my world), Priya Joice (Jounrneying through life alone)…

My EIGHT...

It is long overdue for me to do this tag. Rohini has tagged me for this. It is all about the “EIGHT” things that rob my interests. I will try to summarize.

Eight reasons I love life right now:

- My imaginations (I dream a lot)
- Blogging (Where I can express myself)
- My job (I have had a good week)
- Family (As usual)
- My culinary skills (I’m enjoying the self cooking)
- My phone (my best resource of love)
- My attitude
- People of my life

Eight things that are bothering me right now:

- Floods across the globe
- ICC champions trophy’09 (India and South Africa have been crushed out… :(..)
- Indian Idol-5 is not yet started …:(
- The political leaders and their senseless and vulgar comments about each other
- NO Shopping these days …:(
Only this much…I generally don’t worry much…:)

Eight traits I admire in people:

- Smile
- Balanced working style
- Challenging mentality
- Sensitiveness
- Sense of humor
- Patience
- Self dependence
- Open to learn attitude

Eight Cricketers I Like:

- Sachin Tendulkar
- Hancy Cronje
- Herschel Gibbs
- Wasim Akram
- Kapil Dev
- Adam Gilchrist
- Virender Sehwag
- M S Dhoni

Hey Rohini, Thanks a lot dear… :)

What Would You Prefer & WHY?

I remember answering this question in one of my friends’ slam book, and I would like to get your preferences as well.

What would you prefer among the below listed ones and WHY?

a) Wealth
b) Health
c) Fame

My Take:

I prefer ‘FAME’, as it lasts forever.

Her Stern Response...!

If you tolerate it first time,
You are ought to follow it next time!
If you make it clear at the start,
You are all free throughout!

She was the general secretary of the prestigious ‘arts and cultural club’ of their college. The club had been run by students for years, and now this was the first time that a girl got the opportunity to lead the team and that too being the new comer of the college.

She was a beautiful & dynamic lady with attractive eyes and soft black hair. She topped the arts and cultural competitions of that year and could get this royal responsibility on to her shoulders. She was everyone’s favorite as she had been an awesome stage performer, with an apt confidence and winsome skills.

Though there were two rival groups in the college, she always encouraged both of them by giving them equal opportunities and freedom. But of course, at her heart she was bit more close to one of the groups, which consisted a bunch of boys and girls. She was very jovial. They all liked her and tried to be more sincere as she was very strict about the discipline.

Now, a guy from the same group had an unnecessary quarrel with their rival group. So, to escape the punishment, he thought of approaching the higher management through her, without revealing the truth to her. Initially she agreed to go along with him. Fortunately, she could get to know the truth on butterfly effect. Though she had come to know it before a couple of days itself, she did not reveal it as she wanted to cut short the positive chances of that guy to escape the punishment that he deserved.

As she entered their club common room, he said “hey, we need to rush now. The meeting will start with in five minutes”

Rest of her good friends were not interested in allowing her to attend that meeting as that guy had been very rude at his attitude and was completely on the wrong side. But they could not tell her about it as she had never concluded people based on gossips or based on other’s opinions.

“I’ll not be coming to the meeting now” she said strictly.

Everyone out there including this guy got surprised on her answer.

With a high pitched voice he said “Why?”

“I know what you are and how you are going to manage your mistake with my face. And let me tell you clearly… I don’t want to come along with you in this matter. Go ahead and grab your chances alone”

“But why?”

She just smiled at him and walked towards her cabin.

“But…” he tried to add something, and was interrupted by her.

“Look Mr. If I have to reciprocate, every one is equal to me, including you” she said by pointing her finger at him as rest of her team mates stared at her with an unseen and unspoken joy.

If you tolerate it first time,
You are ought to bare it next time!
If you make it clear at the start,
You are all free throughout!