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a sweet poem written by a frnd... for me on my bde

" " its just rainbow .... i ws searchin ........... it ws those raindrops ..... i ws searchin.... o yah..... even tat fragrence....... n that white feather.. n...those sunrays...... n a smile ......... beautiful eyes....................... i ws searchin............ ya really....................... i ws searchin ....... everythg so i ... i cud gift ya... on dis de....... but ...... i faild........... cudnt get anythg ............ that can b even a bit................... closer or like............... wat u r............. wat ya mean 2 me............ wll here m i.......... closin ma eyes.... n prayin ................ u get wat u want...... flowers on ur way................ ma dear 18.............. HAPPY BDE....................................................................."

met a school teacher lately....

It feels good… wen you meet your old friends right… how does it feel to meet your old school teacher…?? Well… I recently wen to the house of my social science teacher who taught me in class 8,9 n 10… if were pretty close too… one of her fav students that I was… I was really bad at her subject… actually speaking… at school I was bad at only her sub….:P But she had been jus more than a teacher… you kno.. like the age old phrase…”my friend, philosopher and guide”…. So even wen I din score so well in her papers… she still used to ask me abt my other papers… she realized that social happens to be one of my least fav subjects… but that never bothered… I remember… wen in the 10th pre-boards… I nearly cupped in social… she called me and said… that there is no point trying to ask me to read n read n read… she asked me to write the answer completely… she said I was too lazy to write in the paper too… She was right you kno… I never really bothered to write all those numerous pages of answers… eve

the world from 4 eyes....:P

Hmmm… funny I must say… but the world looks so diff… I mean… a full day without lenses… I haven’t don that in the past... 6 yrs…?? I think… so this one day… it made me look bak on the past 8 yrs… the history of my eye probs…. I started wearing glasses wen I was in class 5… was abt 9 yrs old… but I took to contact lenses in class 7… wen I was 11 and a half… hmmm… I cud possibly be the youngest kid in the world to take to lenses… ok… at least in India…?? My doc din hesitate a min to set me up with a pair of contacts… but I was apparently too small of age… so I nicked my eye ball once… and blood clotted terribly over my eye… that’s wat the doc said… I never even knew it…it din hurt at all… but my doc din give up on me… made me wear glasses for three days... and then put me bak on track again… never again was I troubled by them... but yea… once I guess I tore them down in class 8… not my fault… Every two years I got a new pair of lenses… and the powe

a new start... a new home... (a reveiw back in time)

well... this is the third one... my article... that was printed on 10th july 2006... eduplus collegian the hindu Well… its admission time and most of you will be off to your new college, and some of you might be staying in hostel. You know what people say about staying in hostel, especially for the first time. I for one am really attached to home and never liked going places. But I decided there was no way I was going to feel homesick when I joined IIT Madras about a year ago. After all, it’s a whole new world out there waiting for me to explore. My parents were there with me for the admission, but I was alone on my first day of classes. It won’t be so tough without them. That’s what I kept telling myself. On my first day of college, I woke up early about 5.30 (on my own!!!). It was a bright morning and I sang to myself “It’s a new day, a new start It’s alive with the beating of a young heart…” – Here I Am by Bryan Adams Nothing can go wrong. I washed my clothes, took a bath, made up m

Blast from the past

I am sure you remember your best friend in class 2, or the bully you hated in your class 5. I sit and wonder what they are up to now. Even as we fumble and stumble through friendships in college we still hold on to those fond memories of childhood. I never in my wildest dreams thought I would meet any of them. But then fate does amazing things. It sure is a small world after all. And Orkut endorsed the statement in my life. For those who never heard of it, it is an online community that connects people through a network of trusted friends, committed to providing an online meeting place where people can socialize, make new acquaintances and find others who share their interests. There are many others too like hi5, Zorpia, etc. but my experiences revolve around Orkut. When I was just checking out profiles, I stumbled onto a name that rang a bell in my head. Could it be? No. Lemme see. I scraped the guy. Is he the same guy who studied his class 6 with me? Am I the same girl wh

calls n calls....

Anyway… forget abt me off mod coz of wanting to blog crap… so… today was fun… that I stayed at home… but still got a few good phone calls… long but nice to hear an ole friends voice…. An IITian fron hyd called in the morn… nuthin much happening in hyd I guess… and then…yeah a phone call from someone since a loooooooooooooong time…. … my classmate n good friend in intermediate 2 yrs…. Now in engg…. good to hear from her… And nice to hear updates on her life… n everyone else’s we knew back then… discussing ppl n how they changed n how we ‘din change’… hee hee… been good really… a very long phone with the promise of further acquaintance was a nice welcome to my boooooring life… but this weekend is goin waste with my eyes getting checked up…. So … I’ll be seeing my friend soon… n may be others too n all…. Lets hope…. Tata

why do i blog....

Hmmm… wat is blogging… wen I have little to do n nuthin comes to mind, I write down wat I feel like simply coz I wanna… does it mean much to you…? I don really care… coz it feels good to me… its my blog n write wat I feel… I never put myself out… so now that I feel like writing it shud be written… I don really care wassup… it’s the first time I am so open… I have always lived in myself… little I told n to few ppl in this world My feelings my own My principles mine alone Little I told to few n thick Sometimes to many So they know me better Sometimes to many To keep up with all Sometimes to none No one understands at all Sometimes to none Coz I am ashamed my self Sometimes to few Who know wat its like to be me Sometimes to few Coz that’s wat I really am Most to myself I remain an enigma For I never understand Never myself Wat can I expect From those few Who I think know me Coz I dunno myself Wat life brings upon me Why do I care Wat life brings upon me Why shud I feel For wat others impl