Happy Birthday Chennai.....

It was 370th birthday of chennai on August 22nd...So I wish you the city a very happy birthday.Though I am not in Chennai to celebrate it I read in newspapers that all the Chennaites would celebrate it in a big way. I am sure all the fm channels would have done their best to celebrate it.I wish I was there.I miss you Chennai...

One month of idleness!!!!!

Yes..thats correct.Its been one whole month I have reached my home.And I have not done anything.Absolutely nothing.I know very well that its not a thing which I can boast of. But still I could not refrain myself from telling this. So what did I do this past one month?Everyday get up around nine O clock,have coffee or tea, read the newspaper and watch the TV for the rest of the day.That was the very schedule of my life.When I came back from Chennai I had made a lot of promises to myself.But I turned out to be a man of promises,well,woman. It is very boring to sit idle at home. I was wondering how my mom manges at home when none of us are here because I find it very difficult to cope up with noone around me.

Atleast to kill this boredom I should have written the blogs most frequently considering the fact that I was surfing everyday. But I dint do that also. I hope from today onwards I will stick to my promises and do something worthy. You can see the next blog very soon.Being a little optimistic:)

Home...Sweet home....

Yes..Am back after a lng time.Sorry.I was not able to access blogger from office bcoz it was blocked at office(ofcourse i was using it too much....:)Now am back @ my home where noone will block my access to any of the sites i visit..Well...I came home; rather I should say I have been made so. Am under so called sabbatical.that is jargon for VPP in our company.I dint have any problem in putting me in VPP but as far as I am concerned being in VPP doesnt mean that I am fired, so I lost my previleges as an employee. Its understandable to cut the salary.But I couldnt fathom why they reduced the mail box size so much that it would be better if they have blocked our mails. On the top of it they revoked our internet acces also. And all these happened all of a sudden that we dint even get a breathing space.i.e.,Even b4 VPP has been implemented and without any prior notification.Enough is enough.I decided not to go to office and dint go also in the following days till the D-Day though I was allowed to go.The rest of the days till I left Chennai was sweet and bitter.Sweet in the sense that it was the counted few days I had with my sweet hostel mates and bitter I dint have lunch almost all days.And it was too hot in Chennai that you would feel like you are living in hell.For the first few days till the VPP started I was alone at hostel.On those days I was reckoning how can I make use of this long leave fruitfully. ThenI decided to be regular on my blog and write about my chennai life which lasted for almost one and a half years.I know now its been two three days am at home and havnt started anything.But its always better to be late than never,right?So guys I ll start to write about my chennai life shortly..Wait and watch..Its coming soooooon...;)

International Women's Day-Some Wild Thoughts

Yesterday was women's day. In my office we celebrated it on friday itself since the actual day fell on Sunday. I think they had arranged for some interesting programmes like who dressed well n some games too. Anyways I din't go that way. Don't think that I am not proud to be a woman.Of course I am but least interested to take part in such celebrations. Yesterday morning I wished all my hostel mates and they too wished me back and we din't have any celebrations. Accidentally I happened to read the book "A Thousand Splendid Suns" yesterday. It was about the endurance of a woman has to suffer in her whole life time just because she is not a man and she is entitled to suffer all those sufferings till her last breath on this earth. Anyways I was not about to talk all these things since all these were always discussed and being discussed, will be discussed in the future also without bringing much change into a woman's life. What I thought was that why we are having a Women's Day whereas we are not having a Men's Day. I shared my thought with my roommate. She retorted that its because all other days are theirs and both of us laughed out this. Even I too thought the same. We are celebrating this day for women are considered to be weak and just to motivate them or inspire them or show support for them. I felt its a silly reason. Then I thought of Gandhi Jayanti and so many other days which we celebrate every year. All those days we celebrate because of their importance or the changes or sacrifices made by them to the world. So atlast I reached at a conclusion that we are celebrating this particular day as Women's Day for the same reason and I felt happy and proud. I know whatever I said did not make nay sense to you may be for me also,who knows.....

I wish......

I was crying as if I have ever cried in my entire life so far. I looked around.There was noone out to console me. There was noone to lean on. I searched for a shoulder where i could find a solace. But I was in total darkness through which I couldn't see anyone. I din't know why I was crying. The tears was rushing out from my eyes which slowly rolled down on my cheeks. I can feel the taste of tears. It was savory. I wondered why is it so and thought it must be bitter. May be my bitter mood prompted me to think in that way. I have always loved solitude. Solitude is a blessing; at the same time I hated loneliness, loneliness is a curse. The worst curse you can ever get in your life. I was lonely at that time. I desperately longed for a company. But at midnight who is going to give me a company. I could sense all my roommates were sleeping peacefully. I felt pity on myself. I allowed my tears to flow out some more time. Until I felt I am back I cried. After all the drama, yes, I would love to call myself what I did was a drama, I stopped crying. I felt more relaxed as usual. True, tears have a magical power which will wash away all your sorrows with the tears you shed out.So I dozed off soon after that. I saw a dream in that someone was whispering me that why did you cry when I was with you always, when I would wipe off all your tears and bring your beautiful smile back,when you could find solace always in me. I smiled and said I knew you were there always for me and ran to his wide open arms. Suddenly I opened my eyes and realized that it was just a dream, a sweet dream which would never happen in real life. With that realization I resumed my sleep or else I may have to face the bitter reality of being late in the office next day.

Musings

I want to write something. But being lethargic as usual I can't write. When I just think of the events happening in my life I feel like I ll write about this. But laziness which took birth inside me on the very same day I was born doesn't allow me to do it. I have been expecting a miracle to happen so that I will get red of this habit. Do I sound stupid?Yes, I am. Being a little stupid is good. I know very well that without a sincere effort from myside nothing is going to happen. Atleast I should have an honest desire. Or else its just a feeling. A feeling which can be real if I do something or else a feeling which ll last for a few moments and ends as usual. Good. I wrote something out of nothing. Not bad. Let me start doing some work now. Or else I will be another dead asset for my company which is already struggling to breathe through the current difficult situation.

The bitter sweet memories.......

As usual I was going back from office to my PG. It was past 8.30 or so...there was no much people walkin on the footpath ofcourse in a metro like Chennai at this time you ll find ppl seldom walking...I walked past NIFT....One of the reason I love to walk on this way is NIFT..whenever I walk past NIFT, it ll fill my mind with the sweet memories of my college...but yesterday there were a lot of students in front of it which is not usual, atleast i havnt seen in the past two months since i started to work in Tidel Park and walk on tht footpath. then I remebered a program which I listened on the weekend. Itw as a promo of some cultural event happening in NIFT. If I remember correctly the program's name was Spectrum and it has some fashion show n all....I dint listen the program fully so dont know wht else events they r having....They were sitting on the footpath as groups, couples..you know how these students are during college days when some event is happening in college..just like that....It reminded me the good old days..the days we had a lot of fun during our culturals..especially events as big as Ragam conducted by the students of NITC.....we used to sit on our Rajpath and comment those who are coming from other colleges...Those late nights at college with unleashed energy and enthusiasm......Dancing and singing with the friends.....and all other miscievous activities....unexpected proposals from unknown people....On a strong urge to show others how great college is ours.....Now, when I look past, I realise with pain tht those days are gone..its gone forever... It will never comeback again...I walked past NIFT and its students...But the memories which came into my mind dint fade that easily.....It will be always there with me as a sweet pain...... I miss my college badly and the beautiful moments (ofcourse there were moments which I wish never happened also) it gave to me....Still as someone said,I am grateful that atleast I have the memories with me....Those bitter sweet memories which I cherish always...