They liked each other and they still do. But then, they know it is not going to work out - the reason being parents will not accept and different religion. They don't have the heart to go against them. So they decide to give up, but still remain friends (I know what the ****?).
So the guy has asked his parents to see a bride. And he discusses all these details with this girl. She is updated with the girl seeing ceremony, shares the bride's pictures and asks her opinion. And he is kind of excited about the bride.
But the girl, is shattered. The girl shouldn't be undergoing this kind of torture.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
Terrorists attack in Mumbai
I'm not in Mumbai, I'm not in the same state or country. I dont have any relatives or friends but then reading the news and seeing the pictures, I shiver and tears fill my eyes.
Why do they do this? What do they want? Why should they be so arrogant and behave like an animal? Is one's life that cheap. Why cant they live and let live? What can they achieve by killing people? Even if there is some motive, they are ready to sacrifice their own life and whats the point? You fight for something and you are not going to see or experience the results.
Terrorism even for a valid cause is not good.
Dont behave like an animal. Dont take away your life, love your life first, live your life meaningfully. Only if you can love yourself, you can even tolerate another human being.
Is India becoming a terrorist country? This is what cnn says: "Terrorists take over Mumbai". Where is the world heading to?
Please God, stop them, change their minds.
Let there be peace.
Why do they do this? What do they want? Why should they be so arrogant and behave like an animal? Is one's life that cheap. Why cant they live and let live? What can they achieve by killing people? Even if there is some motive, they are ready to sacrifice their own life and whats the point? You fight for something and you are not going to see or experience the results.
Terrorism even for a valid cause is not good.
Dont behave like an animal. Dont take away your life, love your life first, live your life meaningfully. Only if you can love yourself, you can even tolerate another human being.
Is India becoming a terrorist country? This is what cnn says: "Terrorists take over Mumbai". Where is the world heading to?
Please God, stop them, change their minds.
Let there be peace.
Friday, March 28, 2008
Real Love
What is Real Love? Is there one?
I searched for it and I found some definitions, explanations and I've pasted snippets from here and there -
We all want to feel loved. We think about it, hope for it, fantasize about it, go to great lengths to achieve it, and feel that our lives are incomplete without it. The lack of unconditional love is the cause of most of our anger and confusion. It is no exaggeration to say that our emotional need for unconditional love is just as great as our physical need for air and food.
We can feel loved only when it is freely, unconditionally given to us. The instant we do anything at all to win the approval or respect of other people—with what we say, what we do, how we look—we are paying for the attention and affection we receive, and we can’t feel genuinely loved.
Unconditional love—true love—is so different from the kind of love most of us have known all our lives that it deserves both a name—Real Love—and definition of its own: Real Love is caring about the happiness of another person without any thought for what we might get for ourselves. It’s also Real Love when other people care about our happiness unconditionally. It is not Real Love when other people like us for doing what they want. Under those conditions we’re just paying for love again. We can be certain that we’re receiving Real Love only when we make foolish mistakes, when we fail to do what other people want, and even when we get in their way, but they don’t feel disappointed or irritated at us. That is Real Love (true unconditional love), and that love alone has the power to heal all wounds, bind people together, and create relationships quite beyond our present capacity to imagine.
If we don’t have enough Real Love in our lives, the resulting emptiness is unbearable. We then compulsively try to fill our emptiness with whatever feels good in the moment—money, anger, sex, alcohol, drugs, violence, power, and the conditional approval of others. Anything we use as a substitute for Real Love becomes a form of Imitation Love, and although Imitation Love feels good for a moment, it never lasts and never gives us the feeling of genuine happiness that Real Love provides.
You should be able to share your mistakes, flaws, and fears—they can finally see you as you really are. They can accept you and give you unconditional love, as indicated in this simple diagram:
Truth ->Seen-> Accepted-> Loved
How true it is in reality? Are there people who really have unconditional love? I don't know.
-I believe mother's love is unconditional and I have also heard of mothers who give their child for adoption, leave them in garbages.
-Men and women fall in love and they believe, its true love. These people have an unconditional love for their parents and for their mate(lover). When it comes to choosing one, the stronger love or the blind love wins. I have seen many young people leave parents who cared for 20 odd years and go with the person they knew for few days/months/years and there are few young people who feel they just cannot hurt their parents or leave them and so they sacrifice their lover. In some cases, there are people who fight for both and they win.
It all depends on us. Who do you want? Who do you really love? Without whom you cannot live...
I searched for it and I found some definitions, explanations and I've pasted snippets from here and there -
We all want to feel loved. We think about it, hope for it, fantasize about it, go to great lengths to achieve it, and feel that our lives are incomplete without it. The lack of unconditional love is the cause of most of our anger and confusion. It is no exaggeration to say that our emotional need for unconditional love is just as great as our physical need for air and food.
We can feel loved only when it is freely, unconditionally given to us. The instant we do anything at all to win the approval or respect of other people—with what we say, what we do, how we look—we are paying for the attention and affection we receive, and we can’t feel genuinely loved.
Unconditional love—true love—is so different from the kind of love most of us have known all our lives that it deserves both a name—Real Love—and definition of its own: Real Love is caring about the happiness of another person without any thought for what we might get for ourselves. It’s also Real Love when other people care about our happiness unconditionally. It is not Real Love when other people like us for doing what they want. Under those conditions we’re just paying for love again. We can be certain that we’re receiving Real Love only when we make foolish mistakes, when we fail to do what other people want, and even when we get in their way, but they don’t feel disappointed or irritated at us. That is Real Love (true unconditional love), and that love alone has the power to heal all wounds, bind people together, and create relationships quite beyond our present capacity to imagine.
If we don’t have enough Real Love in our lives, the resulting emptiness is unbearable. We then compulsively try to fill our emptiness with whatever feels good in the moment—money, anger, sex, alcohol, drugs, violence, power, and the conditional approval of others. Anything we use as a substitute for Real Love becomes a form of Imitation Love, and although Imitation Love feels good for a moment, it never lasts and never gives us the feeling of genuine happiness that Real Love provides.
You should be able to share your mistakes, flaws, and fears—they can finally see you as you really are. They can accept you and give you unconditional love, as indicated in this simple diagram:
Truth ->Seen-> Accepted-> Loved
How true it is in reality? Are there people who really have unconditional love? I don't know.
-I believe mother's love is unconditional and I have also heard of mothers who give their child for adoption, leave them in garbages.
-Men and women fall in love and they believe, its true love. These people have an unconditional love for their parents and for their mate(lover). When it comes to choosing one, the stronger love or the blind love wins. I have seen many young people leave parents who cared for 20 odd years and go with the person they knew for few days/months/years and there are few young people who feel they just cannot hurt their parents or leave them and so they sacrifice their lover. In some cases, there are people who fight for both and they win.
It all depends on us. Who do you want? Who do you really love? Without whom you cannot live...
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Filmi Style
At the end of my last year in college, me and my friend were attending some HR program in Nungambakkam. End of the day we had taken a bus to Adyar, us sitting in the last seat of the bus and I had the window seat. There was this young guy, standing near the footboard and looking at me. I kept looking here and there and I felt his eyes on me. I slowly told my friend and she was watching him and adviced me to look at him too. And so this guy smiles every time our eyes met and I try avoiding his eyes. Finally at Teynampet, he got down but after getting down, he turned, caught me looking at him (like the movie RUN) and he smiled and I smiled. I was a bit scared, if he would get into the bus again....
The next day on a bus from Nungambakkam to Mylapore. In a window seat, in the middle of the bus. Another good looking guy, he wore a white shirt, standing near the front footboard, was looking at me. Again I avoid meeting his eyes and tell my friend and she was excited because he looked good and asked me to look at him too(sight adichify). I look here and there and look at him, he smiles. This happened for some time and he had to get down. He gets down, looks at me and smiles and I smile and the bus takes off...
If only it was a film, the girl and guy would have met again in the same bus, in the same route, at the same time for the following days or they would have met in some other place and eventually fallen in love...
Fortunately or not it wasn't a film, here I am after 5 years and I remember those incidents and wonder why I smiled at them - complete strangers who were "sight" seeing... I wonder if those guys came the next day, at the same time, caught the same bus and expected me to be there!!! I know,I should stop watching a lot of movies... :)
The next day on a bus from Nungambakkam to Mylapore. In a window seat, in the middle of the bus. Another good looking guy, he wore a white shirt, standing near the front footboard, was looking at me. Again I avoid meeting his eyes and tell my friend and she was excited because he looked good and asked me to look at him too(sight adichify). I look here and there and look at him, he smiles. This happened for some time and he had to get down. He gets down, looks at me and smiles and I smile and the bus takes off...
If only it was a film, the girl and guy would have met again in the same bus, in the same route, at the same time for the following days or they would have met in some other place and eventually fallen in love...
Fortunately or not it wasn't a film, here I am after 5 years and I remember those incidents and wonder why I smiled at them - complete strangers who were "sight" seeing... I wonder if those guys came the next day, at the same time, caught the same bus and expected me to be there!!! I know,I should stop watching a lot of movies... :)
Monday, March 24, 2008
Abuse...
The child is a helpless victim. They wont even know what is happening to them, and it is even more horrible if their own loved ones abuse them.
I have read about this issue in so many places, and people say it happens everywhere - So? Should I just be happy that every other child goes through this? When will people learn? When will they learn to control the animal emotions and urges in them?? There are people who just dont stop doing this until they go to the grave.
I have a friend, who was asked by her own father? WTF? I also know someone who was abused by her immediate uncles. Poor parents had left the children, thinking the uncle will take care, but never knew how he would take care..
There was a girl who was raped by her own brother. Can't these people see their sisters, daughters, cousins are like their mother and give respect? Will they behave the same way with their mother?? (I'm even ashamed to ask such a question but cant help it)
I have read articles, where mother likes the son in law, man likes his sister in law and I have even read about man having sex with a hen! I feel like gagging even now... Is this what they say "the animal in a man"?
I had undergone abusal and have never known what it was till I reached a age when I understood what is sex, what is sexual abuse etc. We always had men working in our house. I should have been 3 yrs old, but even now I remember the incidents, the places where this guy who was taking care of me took and did what he had to do. There was another guy, who would touch my private parts and I always kept escaping from him.
I dont know about US, but in India, some men are horrible. A girl cannot travel in public transports. My friend got her private parts pinched while she was getting out of a bus. Crowded bus, is congested for some, but heaven for others. The way the men press against the female, you feel like slapping them. Once when I was travelling in a crowded bus (didnt have a choice after waiting for 1hr for bus), there were 2 men pressing there hardened body parts against my back and my side. I moved and moved and there was another guy who took his turn. I moved to the foot board and they will not leave me alone even there and finally got down from that damn bus. Once I stamped a guy hard when he was trying to become inseparable behind me in a public bus.
Mumbai local trains are even more horrible. When you come out of the train, you even doubt if you were just raped by many. There will be so many hands on you, so many eyes ... You might want to wear a body gear made of metal, which doesnt curve anywhere, but just a box from top to bottom.
Even in US I have read about small girls, being raped, killed and left in sewages, garbages etc. A teacher molesting the kid etc It just happens everywhere. I dont know when this will stop....
I have read about this issue in so many places, and people say it happens everywhere - So? Should I just be happy that every other child goes through this? When will people learn? When will they learn to control the animal emotions and urges in them?? There are people who just dont stop doing this until they go to the grave.
I have a friend, who was asked by her own father? WTF? I also know someone who was abused by her immediate uncles. Poor parents had left the children, thinking the uncle will take care, but never knew how he would take care..
There was a girl who was raped by her own brother. Can't these people see their sisters, daughters, cousins are like their mother and give respect? Will they behave the same way with their mother?? (I'm even ashamed to ask such a question but cant help it)
I have read articles, where mother likes the son in law, man likes his sister in law and I have even read about man having sex with a hen! I feel like gagging even now... Is this what they say "the animal in a man"?
I had undergone abusal and have never known what it was till I reached a age when I understood what is sex, what is sexual abuse etc. We always had men working in our house. I should have been 3 yrs old, but even now I remember the incidents, the places where this guy who was taking care of me took and did what he had to do. There was another guy, who would touch my private parts and I always kept escaping from him.
I dont know about US, but in India, some men are horrible. A girl cannot travel in public transports. My friend got her private parts pinched while she was getting out of a bus. Crowded bus, is congested for some, but heaven for others. The way the men press against the female, you feel like slapping them. Once when I was travelling in a crowded bus (didnt have a choice after waiting for 1hr for bus), there were 2 men pressing there hardened body parts against my back and my side. I moved and moved and there was another guy who took his turn. I moved to the foot board and they will not leave me alone even there and finally got down from that damn bus. Once I stamped a guy hard when he was trying to become inseparable behind me in a public bus.
Mumbai local trains are even more horrible. When you come out of the train, you even doubt if you were just raped by many. There will be so many hands on you, so many eyes ... You might want to wear a body gear made of metal, which doesnt curve anywhere, but just a box from top to bottom.
Even in US I have read about small girls, being raped, killed and left in sewages, garbages etc. A teacher molesting the kid etc It just happens everywhere. I dont know when this will stop....
Friday, March 21, 2008
I am an Addict
Addict: To occupy (oneself) with or involve (oneself) in something habitually or compulsively.
This is the meaning.
I'm addicted to few things.
Novels: I read novels which has a little bit of romance in it. When I'm almost in the middle/half way through the book, I hardly can stop myself. I keep reading, reading till 3 or 4 am, or just decide to finish the book and take off the next day, I read when I have my breakfast and go late to office. College days, I could read a book in one day, start in the evening and finish by 4am, novels with 375 pages or so...
Since this happens when I start reading a novel, I have limited to one novel a week (trying to control myself).
Games: When I'm bored, I play on yahoo games or some other downloaded games. I just cannot stop. I keep saying, this will be the last, but I would have played another 10 games. Last night I slept at 1 am.
Movies : Sometimes I start watching a movie, if its interesting I just have to finish it. Weekends I see atleast 3 movies. I start watching them only after 8pm!!!
This is the meaning.
I'm addicted to few things.
Novels: I read novels which has a little bit of romance in it. When I'm almost in the middle/half way through the book, I hardly can stop myself. I keep reading, reading till 3 or 4 am, or just decide to finish the book and take off the next day, I read when I have my breakfast and go late to office. College days, I could read a book in one day, start in the evening and finish by 4am, novels with 375 pages or so...
Since this happens when I start reading a novel, I have limited to one novel a week (trying to control myself).
Games: When I'm bored, I play on yahoo games or some other downloaded games. I just cannot stop. I keep saying, this will be the last, but I would have played another 10 games. Last night I slept at 1 am.
Movies : Sometimes I start watching a movie, if its interesting I just have to finish it. Weekends I see atleast 3 movies. I start watching them only after 8pm!!!
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Places of Interest
I love to travel and would like to see new places. I havent seen much, but would like to see as many as I could. And here goes my wish list:
India:
Delhi
Mumbai
Agra
Munaar
Shimla
World:
San Francisco
Disney Land, CA
Disney Land, Fl
Utah
Grand Canyon
Niagara Falls
New York
Brazil - Redeemer
Washington DC
Colorado
Mexico
Australia
Egypt - Pyramids
Rome -Colosseum
Paris
London
Switzerland
Singapore
Malaysia
Jerusalem
If possible travel to all the 50 states in US -
already touch based on
1.Illinois
2.Arizona
3.Nevada
4.California
5.Massachusetts
6.Colorado
7.Missouri
8.Wisconsin
Hope my wish comes true....
India:
Delhi
Mumbai
Agra
Munaar
Shimla
World:
San Francisco
Disney Land, CA
Disney Land, Fl
Utah
Grand Canyon
Niagara Falls
New York
Brazil - Redeemer
Washington DC
Colorado
Mexico
Australia
Egypt - Pyramids
Rome -Colosseum
Paris
London
Switzerland
Singapore
Malaysia
Jerusalem
If possible travel to all the 50 states in US -
already touch based on
1.Illinois
2.Arizona
3.Nevada
4.California
5.Massachusetts
6.Colorado
7.Missouri
8.Wisconsin
Hope my wish comes true....
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Raghuvaran the fine actor...
Even when I see the photos of his funeral, he looked handsome with beard and looked like he was sleeping. I liked his acting a lot in movies like Raja Chinna Roja, Baatsha, Arunachalam, Love Today, Mugavari, Mudhalvan, Samsaaram Adhu Minsaaram, Amarkalam, Roja Koottam, Sivaji -The Boss, Bheema... I was so happy to see him back in Sivaji.
He is gone and there is his mom, dad, ex wife and son crying over him. Movie stars pay homage. If only he was not an addict, life would have been different for him. My heart goes out to people who are addicted to alcohol and drugs, they just dont realize what they are doing. They completely go into another world. Some even try to come out but they just cannot.
May his soul rest in peace. Amen
Friday, March 7, 2008
My Passion/Interests...
Do I have one? Or is it too many? Many times I have concluded I'm just unbalanced! I love to learn and do a lot of things and have learnt quite a bit - here and there, that is my problem I guess.
I've been brought up as a strong girl (or I made myself look strong). So any boyish activities to a certain extent - I will be happy to do. Today on my way to the office, saw 2 men on their motor bikes and I missed riding my dad's bike. I really hope one day, I will own a motor bike. There are lots of advantages and fun commuting in a bike compared to a car. The bike people, just go between cars and go on and on. No traffic jam will stop them. They always have a tiny gap. But they need to be prepared for any weather conditions and the only other thing I'm scared is - you will easily get killed :(
I love to draw. I didn't go through any special classes or didn't master any specific kind of drawing. For school drawing competition, as per the requirements, I would just learn and draw - pencil drawing, painting etc. You can always see me scribbling/drawing something when I'm on phone or bored. I was a biology student, so always loved doing my record work - the cockroach, frog, mitochondria, T.S of root/leaf/stem, pelvic bone, femur, digestive system, eye - retina, cerebrum, my favourite heart diagram..... Now I want to try one stroke painting, but don't want to try for one day and just leave it untouched for the rest of the days.
I love playing and watching basket ball. Like everything else never specialised in one sport. I've played badminton, tennikoit, kho kho, short put, discuss throw, basket ball, kabadi, ball badminton, throw ball, street cricket and foot ball (soccer) with bunch of my friends (guys). Being the reserved type I am, people are in for surprises when they see me equally playing soccer with the guys!
I learnt keyboard. I used to play in church, school, in college and then I stopped. Suddenly when I listen to some song or when I'm in the mood, I miss my keyboard. I'm even tempted to buy one!
I learnt classical dance - bharathanatyam. The days when I learnt, I didnt have any passion, but now I do when its already late. 2 hours of dance practice during weekends, the programs we did, how we used to choreograph for christian songs and perform in church, religious functions etc. Those are really sweet proud memories. I can be graceful while performing classical dance and become a theru koothu girl, dancing for movie songs.
I have a little liking to do some art work, which keeps changing every now and then. I would knit woollen clothes and then would switch to doing bead work and then would do nothing! Thats me!
Well I know I should be thankful and proud for what I am today. I thank my music and dance gurus - who were very sincere in their job. Above all I'm grateful to my parents. Its cos of them, I am what I am.
I've been brought up as a strong girl (or I made myself look strong). So any boyish activities to a certain extent - I will be happy to do. Today on my way to the office, saw 2 men on their motor bikes and I missed riding my dad's bike. I really hope one day, I will own a motor bike. There are lots of advantages and fun commuting in a bike compared to a car. The bike people, just go between cars and go on and on. No traffic jam will stop them. They always have a tiny gap. But they need to be prepared for any weather conditions and the only other thing I'm scared is - you will easily get killed :(
I love to draw. I didn't go through any special classes or didn't master any specific kind of drawing. For school drawing competition, as per the requirements, I would just learn and draw - pencil drawing, painting etc. You can always see me scribbling/drawing something when I'm on phone or bored. I was a biology student, so always loved doing my record work - the cockroach, frog, mitochondria, T.S of root/leaf/stem, pelvic bone, femur, digestive system, eye - retina, cerebrum, my favourite heart diagram..... Now I want to try one stroke painting, but don't want to try for one day and just leave it untouched for the rest of the days.
I love playing and watching basket ball. Like everything else never specialised in one sport. I've played badminton, tennikoit, kho kho, short put, discuss throw, basket ball, kabadi, ball badminton, throw ball, street cricket and foot ball (soccer) with bunch of my friends (guys). Being the reserved type I am, people are in for surprises when they see me equally playing soccer with the guys!
I learnt keyboard. I used to play in church, school, in college and then I stopped. Suddenly when I listen to some song or when I'm in the mood, I miss my keyboard. I'm even tempted to buy one!
I learnt classical dance - bharathanatyam. The days when I learnt, I didnt have any passion, but now I do when its already late. 2 hours of dance practice during weekends, the programs we did, how we used to choreograph for christian songs and perform in church, religious functions etc. Those are really sweet proud memories. I can be graceful while performing classical dance and become a theru koothu girl, dancing for movie songs.
I have a little liking to do some art work, which keeps changing every now and then. I would knit woollen clothes and then would switch to doing bead work and then would do nothing! Thats me!
Well I know I should be thankful and proud for what I am today. I thank my music and dance gurus - who were very sincere in their job. Above all I'm grateful to my parents. Its cos of them, I am what I am.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
When you are bored...
...this is what happens. You start thinking of something, try a research and it goes on and on and you land up nowhere!
I was thinking of life and death. Why should people be born and then die. Cant they just not be born or not die? If science says, human beings came from monkeys, from where did monkeys come from? Who created animals? What made monkeys to stop upgrading themselves to humans now? Why arent there any more new species like birds upgrade to something weird? I dont know much about science, why people die, what happens after that etc
I do believe that there is one ruler/controller for the whole world. The bible says God created man and woman, Adam and Eve resp. and then to give them company created animals. Adam and Eve somehow found out how to mate and gave birth to Cain, Abel etc. Cain killed Abel. Now who will Cain marry? If Adam and Eve gave birth to 10 more kids, they will have to mate among themselves to produce some more people. When did people/what made them stop marrying their own sisters/brothers? In some countries, people dont marry cousins, some dont marry cousin sisters/brothers. When did people start fixing the age difference?
Human Beings to communicate used sign language, then drew the signs and then made alphabets, numbers, formed words. Who formed new words? Why did they stop making more new words?
Okay, now I just take for granted people are born, they live and now they die. When they are buried, the body decays, some cremate - so becomes ashes. Now does the life end there? Some believe, the soul goes to heaven/hell/purgatory based on their sins. Wont the heaven/hell/purgatory become over crowded because souls never stop coming. Some say people who die are reborn as something - human/animal. Is this recycling? So is it like at any time there are 100 human beings only, 90 are alive, 10 die and they are reborn?
Who decides who has to be born or to die? Who decides how a person should be born - male/female, normal, handicapped, to die immediately they were born? How a person should die? Which body part should stop working?
I guess, long long time ago, people died of even fever, cos they dint know, they should cover themselves, take rest, drink something warm etc. Later man learnt that trick, then he knew the trick of recovering from measles, then tumor, then heart ache etc etc. I'm sure very soon he will find the trick to recover from AIDS and all the other incurable diseases. Then what happens if a person is 80 yrs old, with all the organs in perfect condition -how long does he live? If this person dint meet with any accident or natural calamities etc, will he live forever? (I know, with existing violence very soon people wont even reach their 30's). If the world is completely in peace and people start living forever, then there wont be enough place!!
I can ask questions, make guesses but will never find any answer. If this life is what I have and even that I dont have any guarantee, anything will happen any second - shouldnt I live every second. I would want to be happy and not worry about anything. My life is important to me, the same is for others. Why can't I value every single life? Why do I want to kill them? Why can't I let people live their lives peacefully?
I know I need to wake up from dreaming. I will value every single life and will try my best to be good, caring, loving and helpful. I will try my best not to suck the happiness of others.
I was thinking of life and death. Why should people be born and then die. Cant they just not be born or not die? If science says, human beings came from monkeys, from where did monkeys come from? Who created animals? What made monkeys to stop upgrading themselves to humans now? Why arent there any more new species like birds upgrade to something weird? I dont know much about science, why people die, what happens after that etc
I do believe that there is one ruler/controller for the whole world. The bible says God created man and woman, Adam and Eve resp. and then to give them company created animals. Adam and Eve somehow found out how to mate and gave birth to Cain, Abel etc. Cain killed Abel. Now who will Cain marry? If Adam and Eve gave birth to 10 more kids, they will have to mate among themselves to produce some more people. When did people/what made them stop marrying their own sisters/brothers? In some countries, people dont marry cousins, some dont marry cousin sisters/brothers. When did people start fixing the age difference?
Human Beings to communicate used sign language, then drew the signs and then made alphabets, numbers, formed words. Who formed new words? Why did they stop making more new words?
Okay, now I just take for granted people are born, they live and now they die. When they are buried, the body decays, some cremate - so becomes ashes. Now does the life end there? Some believe, the soul goes to heaven/hell/purgatory based on their sins. Wont the heaven/hell/purgatory become over crowded because souls never stop coming. Some say people who die are reborn as something - human/animal. Is this recycling? So is it like at any time there are 100 human beings only, 90 are alive, 10 die and they are reborn?
Who decides who has to be born or to die? Who decides how a person should be born - male/female, normal, handicapped, to die immediately they were born? How a person should die? Which body part should stop working?
I guess, long long time ago, people died of even fever, cos they dint know, they should cover themselves, take rest, drink something warm etc. Later man learnt that trick, then he knew the trick of recovering from measles, then tumor, then heart ache etc etc. I'm sure very soon he will find the trick to recover from AIDS and all the other incurable diseases. Then what happens if a person is 80 yrs old, with all the organs in perfect condition -how long does he live? If this person dint meet with any accident or natural calamities etc, will he live forever? (I know, with existing violence very soon people wont even reach their 30's). If the world is completely in peace and people start living forever, then there wont be enough place!!
I can ask questions, make guesses but will never find any answer. If this life is what I have and even that I dont have any guarantee, anything will happen any second - shouldnt I live every second. I would want to be happy and not worry about anything. My life is important to me, the same is for others. Why can't I value every single life? Why do I want to kill them? Why can't I let people live their lives peacefully?
I know I need to wake up from dreaming. I will value every single life and will try my best to be good, caring, loving and helpful. I will try my best not to suck the happiness of others.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Indian kids born/brought up in US
I'm in US for past few years and I'm fully convinced, that when I get kids, I will move to India.
Kids in India (atleast thats how I was brought up - a middle class family). I never asked any elder relative (even younger ones), who visit us, why they came or that they should leave my house. If I had said this to someone, my parents would have smacked me. We play in streets with so many kids. We learn to share. We dont hurt others feelings, we obey.
These kids in US (kids I have met, there might be real good kids) think they just landed directly from the sky. Some kids even think Indians are weird and yucky. Being friends with non Indians is cool. And using the f word in every sentence is super cool. These kids do a lot of things without their parents notice. If you dont shop in Hollister, Fitch etc, you are the cheapest person on earth. They dont care if they hurt someone, they just want things done their way. I wouldnt hurt my parents, and would never give up my parents before anyone. These kids are just the opposite.
Most of the times, I feel like smacking these kids. I want my kid to be brought up the right way, humble and friendly. They should know to repect elders and everyone's feelings. India has its own ups and downs. But they never give me a heart attack like I get when I see these kids or hear them speak.
Kids in India (atleast thats how I was brought up - a middle class family). I never asked any elder relative (even younger ones), who visit us, why they came or that they should leave my house. If I had said this to someone, my parents would have smacked me. We play in streets with so many kids. We learn to share. We dont hurt others feelings, we obey.
These kids in US (kids I have met, there might be real good kids) think they just landed directly from the sky. Some kids even think Indians are weird and yucky. Being friends with non Indians is cool. And using the f word in every sentence is super cool. These kids do a lot of things without their parents notice. If you dont shop in Hollister, Fitch etc, you are the cheapest person on earth. They dont care if they hurt someone, they just want things done their way. I wouldnt hurt my parents, and would never give up my parents before anyone. These kids are just the opposite.
Most of the times, I feel like smacking these kids. I want my kid to be brought up the right way, humble and friendly. They should know to repect elders and everyone's feelings. India has its own ups and downs. But they never give me a heart attack like I get when I see these kids or hear them speak.
Monday, February 25, 2008
My 1st Date Request!
I was freaked out!
I was rushing to my office, on a lazy morning. On my way I meet this guy:
He smiles and I smile.
Guy: how are you doing?
Me : good.
Then he was pointing to his left ring finger and when he dint see a ring on mine,
Guy: Do you have a boy friend?
Me : No.
Guy : Can I have your phone number?
Me : *Smiles *No thanks.
Guy: Which country are you from?
Me :India
And I walk off.
Guy : You are pretty.
Me : Thanks!
Why did I get freaked out? He was not an Indian. If he was an Indian, will I give my phone number? If he was a handsome guy, will I give my phone number? I dont know!!!
I'm still the reserved, shy Indian girl. Maybe I would 1st like to get to know as a friend and then if there were any love waves, then something might be possible.
Maybe I'm weird!
I was rushing to my office, on a lazy morning. On my way I meet this guy:
He smiles and I smile.
Guy: how are you doing?
Me : good.
Then he was pointing to his left ring finger and when he dint see a ring on mine,
Guy: Do you have a boy friend?
Me : No.
Guy : Can I have your phone number?
Me : *Smiles *No thanks.
Guy: Which country are you from?
Me :India
And I walk off.
Guy : You are pretty.
Me : Thanks!
Why did I get freaked out? He was not an Indian. If he was an Indian, will I give my phone number? If he was a handsome guy, will I give my phone number? I dont know!!!
I'm still the reserved, shy Indian girl. Maybe I would 1st like to get to know as a friend and then if there were any love waves, then something might be possible.
Maybe I'm weird!
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Living in US of A
This is my personal opinion.
I still don't understand the hype in living in US. I wasnt excited when I first entered US. Let me try to do a quick comparison -
The weather in US is good and I get to "feel" summer, spring, autumn and winter. In India its only hot, hotter and hottest.
Roads are clean, people do follow traffic rules, less pollution, people mind their own business, you follow a schedule for every possible thing, people are punctual. If you wanna visit a friend/relative, you first call them (fix an appointment) and then go. In India, I've only seen clean roads in the morning, after it was cleaned. Otherwise people dump trash, spit etc. One's problem is everyone's problem, you cannot live without poking your nose. I can always give a surprise visit to my friend's or relative's house.
If you gift someone, you can be sure you will get something back, people are very straight forward, if its no, it is really a NO. Back in India, its polite to say no if someone offers somethings atleast once and then say yes. And here, if they are offered something its straight Yes or No. People dont offer again if it is a No.
With advance in technology, people spend more time before gameboy, Tv, ipod, computer but very less time with people. Even spending some time with your family is within time limits. You can never walk into your friend's house, if you feel low. I know people who go to the gym, when they are depressed. This technology craze is catching up in India too, still there are people who spend time for their family, visit friends etc.
In India, I was never alone, for lunch, if my friends were on leave and I had no company - I would skip my lunch, every day we meet (9 or 10 friends), weekends we go for movies, otherwise we go on a trip etc. Over here, I can go to a restaurant and eat alone, weekends I watch movies on my computer. There is no trip. I know this is because, this is how I chose to live. I can be a bit outgoing, speak to people, get new friends etc..Will see!
So of now I'm trying to count my blessings....
I still don't understand the hype in living in US. I wasnt excited when I first entered US. Let me try to do a quick comparison -
The weather in US is good and I get to "feel" summer, spring, autumn and winter. In India its only hot, hotter and hottest.
Roads are clean, people do follow traffic rules, less pollution, people mind their own business, you follow a schedule for every possible thing, people are punctual. If you wanna visit a friend/relative, you first call them (fix an appointment) and then go. In India, I've only seen clean roads in the morning, after it was cleaned. Otherwise people dump trash, spit etc. One's problem is everyone's problem, you cannot live without poking your nose. I can always give a surprise visit to my friend's or relative's house.
If you gift someone, you can be sure you will get something back, people are very straight forward, if its no, it is really a NO. Back in India, its polite to say no if someone offers somethings atleast once and then say yes. And here, if they are offered something its straight Yes or No. People dont offer again if it is a No.
With advance in technology, people spend more time before gameboy, Tv, ipod, computer but very less time with people. Even spending some time with your family is within time limits. You can never walk into your friend's house, if you feel low. I know people who go to the gym, when they are depressed. This technology craze is catching up in India too, still there are people who spend time for their family, visit friends etc.
In India, I was never alone, for lunch, if my friends were on leave and I had no company - I would skip my lunch, every day we meet (9 or 10 friends), weekends we go for movies, otherwise we go on a trip etc. Over here, I can go to a restaurant and eat alone, weekends I watch movies on my computer. There is no trip. I know this is because, this is how I chose to live. I can be a bit outgoing, speak to people, get new friends etc..Will see!
So of now I'm trying to count my blessings....
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Pepper Chicken Recipe
This is how I do:
Ingredients:
2 tsps of pepper for a 2 lb chicken
1 tsp cumin seed
ginger-garlic paste
1 onion
1/2 tomato
garam Masala, salt
Grind 1/4 onion and 1/2 tomato to make a paste. Add the paste, 2 tsps of pepper powder, cumin seeds and ginger - garlic paste to the chicken and marinate it for about an hour.
In a tawa, add little oil, 3/4 of chopped onion and fry till it becomes golden brown. Add little garam masala and fry for 2 mins. Add the marinated chicken and cover it. Once it is cooked add salt and pepper powder(if needed).
Ingredients:
2 tsps of pepper for a 2 lb chicken
1 tsp cumin seed
ginger-garlic paste
1 onion
1/2 tomato
garam Masala, salt
Grind 1/4 onion and 1/2 tomato to make a paste. Add the paste, 2 tsps of pepper powder, cumin seeds and ginger - garlic paste to the chicken and marinate it for about an hour.
In a tawa, add little oil, 3/4 of chopped onion and fry till it becomes golden brown. Add little garam masala and fry for 2 mins. Add the marinated chicken and cover it. Once it is cooked add salt and pepper powder(if needed).
My 1st post
I've been wanting to start a blog for a long time and now I did. This will be a place where I can put down my thoughts, vent my anger, share stories of my life, of people around me, the lessons I learnt etc etc.
Let me see how far I can take it forward. :)
Let me see how far I can take it forward. :)
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