Pride and Prejudice

Happy is the man who acquires reading. According to me, poor is the man who does not read, and empty is his life. Books are real treasures. I had totally slacked off on reading the past month. So I started with a book "Pride and Prejudice" by Jane Austen which I got from one of my friends. I was initially reluctant to move on with this book as I had more interest towards non-fiction. But now, it has become one of my favourites. Inspite of youngster's natural attraction to Sidney Sheldon and sometimes even the light and foolish Archie's comics, Pride and Prejudice dominates my preferences. Not to forget Anne Frank's "The Diary Of a Young Girl" which always tops in my favourites list.

Optical Illusion

1. Concentrate on the illusion you see in the middle of the illusion of the picture(the three white dots are) for about 35-40 seconds
2. Then take a look at any white wall and start blinking your eyes
3. A picture now is starting to appear on the wall, continue blinking
4. What do you see? JESUS CHRIST!!! WOW I SAW JESUS ON THE WALL.. PS: Dont tell this to anyone because they will call you crazy!

Happy Mother's Day

To all the Mothers, Grandmothers and Great Grandmothers out there, Happy Mother's Day..!!!  Mothers hold a special place in our hearts and stir our emotions when their name is mentioned or remembered.

When a person is in their childhood, his/her mom stands ahead of them to set an example. As  they grow up and become a teenager, she is always behind her little one, to lend support whenever they  need  it. Once they grow up to become a mature adult, the mother starts walking beside them, so that the two can be friends forever. In short, a mother is always there for her child, at each and every stage of their life.

I am remembered of a poem now by Eugene. I read this poem when I was a child. I was not aware of the meaning then....but now I could understand the true meaning of it. 

One night a tiny dewdrop fell
Into the bosom of a rose,--
"Dear little one, I love thee well,
Be ever here thy sweet repose!"


Seeing the rose with love bedight,
The envious sky frowned dark, and then
Sent forth a messenger of light
And caught the dewdrop up again.


"Oh, give me back my heavenly child,--
My love!" the rose in anguish cried;
Alas! the sky triumphant smiled,
And so the flower, heart-broken, died.

Being a Kid

I realize it's been a really long time since I posted anything here. It seems like whenever I attempt to post, my mind goes somewhere else or I get caught up doing other things and I just never get back to it. So here it goes..

Sad to say, I've totally slacked off on reading as well. I started a book 2 months before and still couldn't complete it. Everyday,I look at them and I tell myself, "Today I will start reading..." and then I go to college and come home and forget about it. It is due to combination of things...college work, laziness,the summer,lack of creativity..Hold on...!! This post is not something about me and my daily routine.

Was there ever a better time in our lives? Wondering what made me ask this question...:) The last week was very hectic with my practical exams in the peak and whitewash of my house. Caught with lots of interesting things like my dad's childhood photos and even mine while cleaning the storeroom. I had most of my photos scanned but few were missed. While looking at those, I felt like getting back young again.

As kids, everything in the world was perfect. We didn't know what is meant by hatred, jealousy, ego...As kids, we were like free birds. If anyone visited our home, as kids, we just jump and sit in their lap. We were completely innocent. Those were the golden days..!! If I were given the gift of wishes by God, I would definitely opt for my childhood days. No pressure or promises to be met. No writing of blogs too..:)

When I sit back near my window, basking in the warm rays of the sun..
The day reminds me of the lovely spring,
The beautiful days and the bright memories of the past
The magical smiles of the kids take me back to my prime time!!

As I get older, I feel like a bird with feathers cut. Lots of restrictions, rules, stressful life wherever we move about. I can no longer play on the swing, run like crazy. All these make me think " If Pandora had not opened the magic box...??" 

Gone are the days!!
When the school reopened in June,
And we settled in our new desks and
benches!

When we wanted two Sundays and no Mondays, yet
managed to line up daily for the morning prayers.
We learnt writing with
slates and pencils, and
Progressed To fountain pens and ball pens and then Micro tips!

I could still feel the happiness I had when I progressed from pencil to pen in my third grade. I was moving about the house in a three wheel cycle with lots of joy and said it to my grandpa as though I had got admission in Stanford. Wonderful days those were ...!!!

What if God transforms everyone to kid again...?? :)

A note of Thanks

Thanks to Blogjunta team for publishing my article on women...:)

Tagged by Mohi..!!

"Thanks a lot Mohi for the tag. I am greatly honoured."

It is Mohini who tagged me this time. 

The rules for this tag are as follows:
1. Link the person who tagged you.
2. Reply to the questions below. 

3.Tag 3 or more people.

As per tradition, the person tagged with “MEME, has to answer a questionnaire…. Hope i do full justice to it.

Q1. If you could go back in time to relive one moment, what would it be?

       The  one moment I think of reliving is the day I became the ASPL ( school pupil leader) in my 10th standard. I was voted  by majority of students. Till then, I didn't even took the responsibility of a class leader. That day was a great transition in my life. It instilled in me confidence and courage.

Q2. If you could go back in time and change one thing what would it be?

     Undoubtedly my 12th grade physics answer sheet. That changed my entire pathway. I missed to answer a 5 marks question ( Lorentz Fitgerald contraction ). If I had answered it, I would have been in a different college.

Q3.What movie or T.V character you think you resemble the most in personality?

     I  always wish to be unique.

Q4.Which movie or T.V character would you love to be?

    I don't associate myself with any movie or character. To be frank, I feel it like degrading our own self. 

Q5.If you could push the one person in the whole world of a cliff and get away with it, who would it be?

   Hahaha...:) I really do not have much courage to do so. I  am a person who go with the adage " Life is not a bed of roses." We have to face all the barriers in life. 

Q6.Name one habit you need to change in yourself.

   Short temper. I am easily moved to anger if anything doesn't go my way.

Q7. Describe yourself in one word.

    Amiable..:)

Q8. Describe the person who named you MEME in one word.
     Lovable...Rofl ( Hope you understand Mohi )

     

Q9. Why do you blog?

      It is a medium where I could reflect upon my thoughts. Also a medium to connect with people of different thoughts.

Q10. Name at least 3 people or more people to send this “MEME” and then inform them.

    Sister

    brother

    Madhu 
    Shri
    Monica 

Q11. Link back to the person who tagged you in this “MEME”.
        Mohi

     

Happy Birthday..:))

Birth is your beginning. It is a window to the chance of a lifetime, the chance to fulfill your unique mission. So a birthday is a momentous occasion. It is much more than an occasion to receive gifts. It is a chance to remember the day that a major event occurred, to celebrate and give thanks and to reflect upon how well we are fulfilling our calling.

It’s that time of year again. It’s my birthday today.  Another year old, another year wiser (hopefully) and another year full of changes, challenges and contemplations.  Seeing my age crossing 20, leaves me feel a little old and more responsible. Can’t I just refuse to grow up, or at least refuse to get old? It’s funny to me that despite the chronological number of my age, I don’t feel any difference with now and the days of my childhood. 

Can't still believe that I am turning 21....!!! Time goes faster than I think. 

My first and most precious gift for this day is a blogpost by my brother. My sister was the first to wish me today..:)

          

  Brother's Gift