P-o-e-t-i-c!!

This is a part of a the poem that I wrote and sent to a newspaper for publishing.  Since it was not published ,I am posting it in my blog.

''Dwelt in his dream,
He was rowing along a stream,
A nightmare woke him up.
He opens his eyes,
And finds something unwise,
It was  his arrogant spouse,
The Queen bee of the house. ''

Ill-ness!

It is the thought if going to the doctor that makes feel sick!

Tablets scare me and the idea of getting injected makes me feel worse! 

I remember reading this somewhere :
' We realise the importance of our health only when we fall sick '

A big alarm blares in my mind!

The filled glass... - An afterthought

I have heard this story somewhere. I couldn't recollect the name if the person who told me this. Here it goes...

Once there lived an intelligent guy.  He knew that he was intelligent. He wanted to become a disciple of a renowned guru. He approached him.  The guru accepted him as his disciple and placed a glass in front of him. He started pouring water into it. He kept pouring even when the glass was full.  Eventually the water flowed out.  He kept doing this. The disciple gathered his courage to question his guru.  The guruji then said 'your mind like this filled glass.  Nothing can be filled in this unless it is emptied'

Moral if the story?

Many things may ring a bell in our mind.  I have many interpretations for this story.
The recent one that I discovered was about being judgemental. I often make hasty judgements about people and later find them really funny. Sometimes I even have a frame for evaluating everything and when things don't fit in I consider them to be actually worthless!

I had a great belief that  books written by well celebrated writer are worth reading and liked people who stock(read sometimes) books of such kind.
I believed that magazines in vernacular languages are utter garbage!! I thought that it merely carried the cine-celebrity gossips!

My recent encounter with one of my family friend really surprised me. 
It had been long since I met her. She had a magazine in her hand and my mom asked her what magazine it was.  after answering to my Mon she said that she staring explaining how she couldn't resist reading and how she developed the habit of reading....

It struck to me then that these magazines helped in installing the habit of reading in the grass root level and too carry things that educate not just entertain! 
How wrong I was!!
These are source of inspiration and entrainment for women. They talk on variety of things like
1. Women entrepreneurship
2. Shopping
3. Food and travel
4. Success stories

The story flashed in my mind at that time. I realised how judgemental I was...

Now I am dusting the pile of magazines that my mom has been collecting for years. (Earlier I was complaining about those)

Welcoming the New weather...

Its raining now... Wow :)
Even drizzling could bring happiness to people here...
  After almost five months of summer,  atlas the monsoon toddles in the city skies

Great isn't it?

How better can I define happiness ?

My CPT results are out and surprisingly i cleared it. What surprises me the most is that I got the same marks that I guessed.
 Even though I have little regret for not scoring 150, I am feeling little overwhelmed for scoring 24 in maths(that it is what i attempted).

Clearing this means a great deal to me. reasons:
1. I have attended two batches of coaching.
2. This year the pass percentage is around 27 % and getting through is something really great. (in my perception)
3. I had suffered the torments of the hot sun (this whole summer)


I am feeling great about myself and I can brag about myself continuously for the whole day. But the real challenge lies ahead. In IPCC. It would surely reflect my knowledge. All I have learnt is that I need to work more and consistently.

I am feeling a little bad for my friend who couldn't get through. Commenting now would definitely hurt them. I feel really bad for those who have not applied for college. How bad !!

Right now, I am feeling a bit uncomfortable.. kind of restless.. Because I am scared that I my professors at the coaching institute would never recognize my marks.
But I am sure that I can prove them again in IPCC.

I picked these...

I know this is one of the well celebrated books, so I picked it. I tried borrowing it from the library but couldnt get a copy. So I decided to buy one myself. I had to resist reading it as I had the entrance. Once I wrote the entrance, I picked it and read it the way I read Harry Potter. After a long time i have laid hands on a love story.

Book Review :- ****(these are stars)

What I liked about the book :- The idea of letters was the best of all. Even though the story is all about brooding, I didnt want to skip any line. I almost cried reading the forty seventh chapter. What could be more touching ?

"As soon as Gerry knew he was safe, he pulled back the covers and slowly climbed out of bed. 

He sat on the edge of the mattress for a while, waiting for the dizziness to pass, then he slowly 

made his way to the wardrobe. He took out an old shoe box from the top shelf that contained 

junk he had collected over the past few years and that also contained the nine full envelopes. He 

took out the tenth empty envelope and neatly wrote “December” on the front. Today was the 

first of December, and he moved himself forward one year from now, knowing he wouldn't be 

around. He imagined Holly to be a karaoke genius, relaxed from her holiday in Spain, bruise-free as a result of the bedside lamp and hopefully happy in a new job that she loved. 

He imagined her on this very day in one year's time possibly sitting on the bed right where he 

was now and reading the final installment to the list, and he thought long and hard about what 

to write. Tears filled his eyes as he placed the full stop beside the sentence; he kissed the page, 

wrapped it in the envelope and hid it back in the shoe box."

Every word of this chapter is etched in a lovely way.
I read this over and again until I understood and felt every word of it.

The last letter.... What could Gerry think better than this? What could anybody think better than this ?

"Don't be afraid to fall in love again".

What I felt about the author :- Simple language. Lovely description of Holly's grief. I wonder how could someone explain so much ?

Suggestions :- Girls will enjoy reading more. 

I picked these...

I happened to visit the British Library recently. I was surprised to find to see lot of books there. Since i could not recognise many of the authors, I randomly picked two books. One of them is this book.

Book review:-
Rating :- ****(these are stars)
What I felt about the book :- It is a simple book, with no identified plot. It describes few episodes of a bus drivers bus driving expedition and how the network in which he is employed functions.  Slow and lovely. I could cherish it more because I could relate it with my personal experiences of travelling in buses.

What i liked about the author:- Even though he is a not an impressive storyteller, he keeps continues the story with the same pace. Easy language, small and unique theme were the things that I liked the most.

Suggestions :- Worth reading over tea time, or on a leisure jobless day or on journeys.