apni saari baatein sabhi ko bathaya na karo
palko pe aansoo sabhi ko dhikaya na karo
kuch log mutti mein namak leke ghoomthe hain
apni zakhm sabhi ko bathaya na karo.

i keep getting these mails. " ..... has decided to pinch you" "..... has decided to ....." o god. facebook. i dont seem to understand it. its been a long time now. but no use. i cannot make out anything. the basic feel is arghhhhh.
an these notifications. u get 786 notifications in a day. bite him. kick him. take this test. take that test. blood test ondh illa. cld've added that too. an wen u take these tests ur asked wierd ques "is he athletic or is she more athletic". i've never seen them run dude. ondh huch nayi hindhe bittu nodbeku.
even if i am told abt my friends i am ok with it . but y this--my friend recieving a message from his friend"
nang thale buda artha agilla.
y am i told tht he an she took gubal test. he is like her. yappa. nan page nalli yak idhe adhella. an then these silly fights. nangu jagla aadi aadi sakaaythu.
orkut rox.no complications only gud combination.

"HIS"TORY REPEATS

she got over it. she learned to live without him.learned to giv him a straight face. but 1 fine day he called her an said"v need to speak babes.its high time". thr was truth in his voice.she decided to go with the truth an said"this weekend should b fine". as usual she started dreamin abt the d-day. she pictured herself holdin his hands.... she was waitin 4 the day.
tht moment never came. he ditched her again!!!!grrrrrrrr8.she had waited the whole day 4 him.
she dint hav the courage to speak to anybody. so she silently went out 4 a stroll in the night. she was headin towards solitude. wenevr she heard a bike honk. she thot it ws him. but her heart sank deeper. she looked at the dull moon above. tears jus trickled down. she was cryin after a long time. she then looked at the stones below. she was leavin a mark on thm.a mark tht could never b erased. she was goin mad. so she walked back home--a way thro her destiny.
jus before enterin the door she heard a bike but this time round she dint turn to check whether it was him.......

wenevr u say its all over.jus think twice coz thrs never a 2nd chance in any relationship but some idiots do giv a 2nd chance jus to hav a broken heart again

TANTRI THE MANTRIs

i hav written abt animals-- from monkeys to lizards.hav even written abt ghosts but whr do my dumb friends fall in this list.yup thy hav a place above all the animals. so here thy r right on top of ghosts. u c i hav a lotta respect 4 them so hav given them a HIGH POST in life. u may b wonderin y tantri the mantri, but my frenz wld hav understood, coz thy r the biggest tantris an evn kantris in my life- makin my life miserable.
wen i go to my frenz place, i jus go thr an speak to them an do all the masti stuuf.thats it. but my gubal frenz come home an make sure tht thy speak to my mom--fitting idakke--thy tell her how good an responsible thy r. ashte alla thy even mention abt my APPOINTMENTS. lemme tell u all these in detail.

-->thy behave as if thy r angels.so delicate an so full of grace. thy jus put on this graceful act while eatin,while sitting an while speakin. god an once out of my house thy r all LOCAL.

-->thy speak abt how thy help their mom an clean their room---god their rooms r the filthiest.thy dont allow me to enter their room wen i go to their place .

-->speak abt how v bunk classes an go to these various restaurants

-->speak with total courtesy.an if i use a foul word--which i generally dont--thr comes a shout"shilpa yen language nindhu thu". yappa each 1 is a reincarnation of tulsi an parvati.

-->thy wear only salwars.god those synthetic ones. damn.

-->1 common dialogue tht shwetha an shubhada never miss"nin adhellelli hogthiyo"

all these stuffs give my amma a feelin tht "i am the mostest horriblest gal livin on earth an i hav made some smart frenz". this is not new 4 me. i hav been handlin such friends frm my birth. first in the list shld hav been sindhu. tht idiot used to come to my house --almost daily--but durin festivals she used to assist my mom in makin chakli an other stuff. can u beat it???? nan mane nan amma nan kitchen nan chakli an nan friend.wah. an she used to get her nailpolish applied frm my mom. hehehe.god. my friends r not jus tantris,mantris but big time chathris. an thr was another friend of mine called pooja(bombay). my mom an she wld gossip 4 hours abt wats happenin in movies an stuff.che.
u may wonder how come i've made such gubal friends but kya kare majboori thi.some good friends tht i've made r shambu an prashali. coz thy haven come home yet.

but watever. each 1 is a gem an i am happy with them.

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."- Anais Nin




some friends are funny some others r serious--but each 1 adds colour an spice to life.1 doesn hav to b exactly like u to cherish the time.wt counts is tht v always make each othr smile.

this is 4 all my beautiful friends. thanx 4 bein thr 4 me.

my fav song

if u ask me "do ghosts exist??" i'll say "good question." an flee from the place coz
I DO BELIEVE IN GHOSTS AN SPIRITS,I DO." the extent to which i am affected by it is---i hav watched only half of booth,darna zaroori hain. an 3/4th of aapthamithra. its not tht i haven watched the remainin part or somethin.its jus tht i close my eyes wenevr i think thrs gonna b a bhayanak scene. i knw some of u may b laughin. i hav even watched exhorcist but haven seen a single scene. i was under the blanket(ALONE).my friend was goin on describin each scene 4 me.an one of her beautiful an artistic comments was--avl baayindha green colour chatni thara vaanthi aache bartha idhe.thu

i was watchin a show called haunting on national geographic channel.some ppl were assigned the task of enterin into a hunted house an on top tht search 4 the ghost(i guess ivrgalige maadakke bere kelsa illa).some of 'em were students(dnt thy hav any prob in life--imean internals, attendance, extra lab, extra lab test).

there were around 3-4 groups who tryin to search 4 the ghost.the 1st guy said"i can feel the ghost.its the spirit of a small gal. she was chocked. i can also sense another ghost".the thing tht freaked me out was-- thr was portrait in the house tht had human figure in the background.tht gave me creeps.thr came another lady with a wierd sorta instrument tht went on an off in case some energy was detected in tht place.tht instrument was constantly on--explainin the fact tht thr was some negative energy thr. the 3rd group also had hi-fi instruments.some voice recorder,super cameras.......

the 3rd group explained the reasons 4 the all the wierd activities in the place. thy said"anybody can create a human like figure in the background of a portrait. jus after paintin--wen the paintin is still wet,take it near a carpet an dust it. the dust accumulates on the portrait givin a human like fig. an tht energy was some electrical energy due to the snappin of a wire." an the 1st guy who guessed abt the gal bein killed was also wrong.the only thing tht was right was--bein choked. it was a 21 year old guy who was killed in tht house (an not a small gal).





A smudge or moisture on the lens can give an eerie ghostly effect to a photo. Make sure your camera lens is clean!

after seein this i was tryin to come to a conclusion tht no ghosts exist an thr is a scientific reason behind every damn thing in the world. heeg ankond thakshna nan mane baglu opened automatically.huh.

but i strongly believe tht ghosts do exist.i donno y do thy exist nor do i knw y do i believe in them. my friends had once tried callin spirits.an 27 of'em who had called fell ill an dint turn up to school the next day.

i also happened to watch shows whr ppl share their own experiences.thy say the cot jus starts thumpin without any reason. thr r things tht start fallin down.thy c some wierd ppl an incidents in front of their eyes.now thr was a case whr a family of 5 say tht thy hav seen a ghost or feel abnormal things happening at their place.it is said tht v percieve the vission of a ghost or somethin of tht sort wen v hav lost our consciousness--in a subconscious state.but wat i hav to say is-- a family of 5 cant lose their consciousness together.

some ghost busters hav recordings tht prove tht spirits communicate with us.thy dnt harm us until v try to. thy say thy hav their voices recorded.

how far all these r true??i donno.

Ghosts are the mind's way of interpreting how the body reacts to certain surroundings, say UK psychologists. Other researchers have used many different methods to try to determine the causes of ghostly activity. While no one has conclusively proven that ghosts do not exist, researchers have proposed a number of alternate explanations about physical or psychological causes for strange experiences. Some are simple - people can hallucinate or mistake reflections, shadows and unidentifiable noises for ghosts. Other theories are more complex.

wtevr it is.I AM AFRAID OF GHOSTS.but not as much as am afraid of butterflies.

i donno if ur feelin the intensity of my terror--i am constantly lookin back as i am writin this post-- jus to make sure nobody is standin behind me.nan maneli strange things happen.the washin machine lid falls down suddenly.thr a vessel in the kitchen tht falls down without any notice. door,whose latch comes off. the best part is while writin this post some lines r gettin deleted.may b coz i am clickin on some commands tht i am unaware of.but wtevr.

To the believer no proof is required, to the sceptic, no proof is sufficient.

go get a life

the other day wen i was havin my dinner, a few guys came in started playin loud music on their phone. i couldn listen to wt my mom was sayin.all the ppl thr were literally shoutin.wen thy were asked to lessen the volume...thy denied.y do thy hav to do all tht in public.i got pissed off with those guys.i mean cant thy jus behave like normal humans.
i dont knw if its only me or evn others get angry so soon.i lose my temper when
someone overacts
tries to act smart
wen they try to portray themselves as a totally different person
i even get angry when i meet ppl without BASIC manners-while speakin to others.let the person feel comfortable to speak to u.y make them feel inferior??
an 1 set of ppl who totally turn me off r those snappin at everythin. if u jus wanna go on snappin at some1 thn jus dnt speak.keep ur mouth shut. y open it an hurt others.damn.an the funniest creatures in this planet r those who dnt hav an individuality.jus b urself. y stick to others style?yuk
my blood jus boils wen i c such ppl. i keep tellin myself "mind ur own business" but i still feel like smashin each fellas head.but its my fist tht ends up gettin hurt.
my mom says wenevr ur sad or angry jus think of all the happy times.but u knw wat tht makes me evn more frusrtrated.thinkin abt good times worsens my temper.y am i dealin with such ppl??
i am takin all this nonsense coz i dnt wanna create a scene.not tht i cant give it back on their face.i feel like tellin such ppl "GO GET A LIFE".an i will.
i am sorry if this post has hurt u. i dint mean to.but this is wat i am thinkin right now.
its over.its over 4 me now.

my take on OSO

wow wat an exitin day i had today. filled with total exitement. is post mein aapse do sawaal pooche jaayenge. sahi uthar dhene par aapko dhed sara gifts milega pakka.
i got my offer letter yday. quite a bit of happiness thr. but i took such a long time to fill it up damn. i hadn taken so much time to finish my written test 4 tcs. huh. submittin took even more time. me an my "colleague" were even decidin who'll b elected as the CR in the ILP program in trivandrum.

thn came the best part OM SHANTI OM.the movie tht i had been waitin 4--waitin 4 a lifetime.or can i say i was waitin 4 it from my previous janma. but couldn watch it in tht janma coz "om shanti om" was not made thn--u c the set was burnt an the heroine also died. now 4 some serious talks.so many shocks an surprises--not in the movie but in the theater. coz v got 3 seats together an 1 separate. tht was dumb.
but watever the movie was jus more thn awesome. a total entertainer.had never laughed so much--continuously for 3 hours.be it some of the beautiful dialogues----enna rascala, ek chutki bhar sindoor,maa ka dil kehta hain beta. or be it the gorgeous lookin deepika--it was treat to watch.
i was jus thinkin how would it b if i were reborn.i knw it'll b a boon to the world.but seriously if i were reborn may b i would come back to "my college" as a lec an say"kya main yahan pehle bhi aachuki hoon".somewhr in the corner of my mind the ans wld b "N O". collge hodhre thane mudhin janma dhalli nyapaka barakke. mass bunk mass bunk andhre yen nyapaka barathe. okok now thr was scene whr in kirron kher runs behind SRKs car an shouts"tu mera beta hain om tu mera beta hain". now wen i come back to "my college"--- shwetha,shubhada,pooja an prashali would run behind my pep shoutin"tu meri friend hain shilpa tu meri friend hain". those 4 would b workin as maid servants in "my college".shwetha an shubhada would b wearin the same sari--blue pink combination. wooooow .an i am reborn as the daughter of a famous lec.guess who???(1st ques) but kiska badla loongi main??? . i take badla on a lec who had given me only 24 in the internals in the previous janma. who is tht lec???(2nd ques). but who'll b deepika??not a gal. ok lemme write my story later.
i happened to watch farah's interview .she said "i want the audience to b seated till the very end".she has succeeded in doin tht.even the last song, which is generally kiddish,was very cool.the spot boys comin in limousine an the production unit comin in a cycle rickshaw,an farah comin in an auto.beautiful.haven watched such a funfilled movie 4 a long time now.

but the only thing tht dint appeal to me was--juhi appeared only 5 times in the song.i shouted all the 5 times. even the crowd was goin mad wen thy saw juhi onscreen(no counter dialogues plz).
the movie was so fast.i mean blink-the 1st half was over.the 2nd half dint hav anythin 4 deepika but. the characters were beautifully crafted.each 1 has done justice in makin us laugh.not jus makin us laugh--thr were moments of complete silence. an wen thr was complete silence thr was kid who was sittin behin us who askin all dumb ques"amma avnge heg gothaythu?? amma projection room andhre yenu???"grrrrr.
it was a total diwali dhamaka . the movie is a super hit--the sole reason bein JUHI CHAWLA.
upar pooche gaye sawalokeliye aapke jawaab hame 2 din mein mil jaane chahiye.sahi jawaab dene par aapko dhed sara gifts milega pakka.

gool ol'days

enough abt all the things i hate. let those "things" tht hurt me go to hell. even tht dumb butterfly.
gooshlu said my blog was boring. so thought of writin abt somethin tht makes me happy. the only thing tht strikes me wen i say happiness is SADVIDYA. but thr is a long story tht goes before me joinin SADVIDYA.
aug 7th 2000, the day i bid bombay,my super friends adieu. i dint like mysore by the look of it. i met a handful of irritatin ppl. tht jus turned me off. then came the biggest flop of my life "my 9th an 10th std". vvvs as such is a nice school but i had to deal with a few cartoons- teachers included.my life was goin on --on the boring path. i had a tough time studyin kannada. the most DIFFICULTEST part was learin abt kuvempu,dha ra bendre, akkamahadevi, basavanna-their bdays.o god.i remember all my friends bdy frm my chaddi dosth to the latest 1.i even remember my friends brothers bdy.but damn i cldn memorize kuvempus bday!!!! me an my dad spent a lotto time together memorizing their kruthigalu, prashasthi an lot more. but WHAT THE HECK!!!! i got 93 in kannada. damn 93!!!! i gotto know my results in the midnight. u knw i was laughin the whole night. but my mom was goin on scoldin me 4 gettin 85 in science.kudos.can u beat it????
after the results, i was the talk of my road. all the aunties used to look at me an speak somethin with their friends. ppl used to congratulate me whenevr thy met me or jus start praisin me 4 my laurel. the best part was my dad was my publicity manager. he made sure everybody comes to knw abt my marks. i happened to attend a marriage , i went on the dais to give the newly wed a gift an guess wt thy knew abt my marks.thy started congratulating me,instead of me congratulating them. any function tht i attended all the ppl thr were like "whr is shilpa? i wanna meet her"but hell i am used to all this. i mean the fame an ppl yearnin to meet me an stuff.coz am gr8 u c.
then came the downfall- MY NAME WAS MISSING IN THE 1ST LIST THAT SADVIDYA ANNOUNCED DURING ADMISSIONS. all my friends were in. but me, the one who scored 93 in kannada, had to wait 4 the 2nd list. my name was the last in the 2nd list. damn.
now abt my fav institution,SADVIDYA: the classrooms were small. v were only 12 gals. v had to sit in the 1st bench no matter wt.6 of us had to sit in 1 bench. but all these negative things were nothin compared to the beautiful friends tht i made thr. those 2 years r very special to me. v 6, ashi, amrutha, kapi,bhavya,priyanka an me, did all the masti-- be it removin blow frm others vehicles or goin out of mysore or jus sittin in the class.u name it an v've done it.v've watched ALL kinda movies together.(i mean thriller,comedy,senti....idiot wat did u think,huh). they were upto some or the other mischief.writin songs in the class an gettin caught.givin some cute names to lec like delta,cakooo,hairband,huch rani sujatha, soori mama.principal of corridor.


each 1 wasunique in their own way. ashi was always upto listenin to dumb songs.kapi an her JOKES. god she corrupted all our minds. amrutha was the carin 1. bhavya was the 1 to plan the pranks--listenin to music in the class or watever. priyanka was the tubelight--she dint understand most of the jokes , but mind u she is not tht innocent.an i ,as usual the smart an good gal. how can i forget gooshlu???she irritated me to the core.but shes a friend 4 life.
i enjoyed goin to coll everyday. goin to coll was never a strain(unlike now). i never had to think before i spoke. i mean i could jus say watevr i wanted to. no thinkin, no hurtin, no cribbin-was the kinda policy thy followed.
v neither meet daily nor msg/call each other. but its still the same bw us. u guys rock my life.nobody can replace u guys in my life.

ITS "HIS"TORY

she loved him immensely.so did he. he said i luv u ...he said i'll never leave u. he said....
she listened to it all.she was flyin high.
but now things hav changed.he no longer likes her. but she still does. harsh words flew outta his dirty mouth. but she is still attracted to him.y y???he started ignoring her. but she, couldn c anybody nearing him. he said "ITS ALL OVER". this finally shattered her to pieces. it took her a lotta time,lotta days to get out of it.
when she finally got out of it she found herself adoring him with greater fondness. she wanted to b with him. sit beside him. hold his hands. but he hadn changed. he was still dancin with ego. he was enjoyin his life without her.
can a small fight rip 2 people,2 friends apart???? y did she still hav the same feelings 4 a person who dint give a damn abt her???? is luvin a person so bad??? y did he give his ego more prority than his luv???is ego greater than luv???
then y is ego playing such a big role in her life,my life, ur life????

My friend was no way near consolable when her heart was broken. i did everything to make her glee but all in vain. i felt like killin her coz she was not listenin to me. i felt all these things r so kiddish i mean heart breaks an all tht.
But now my views r totally different. I know how it feels when when somebody breaks ur heart,breaks ur trust.My mind is shatterd to a thousand pieces.

When we do not fully trust each other, we will try to increase our sense of security and avoid getting hurt by trying to control our friendship. This can take different forms, such as comparison ("I put more into the relationship than u "), jealousy ("how come u r having so much fun with someone else?") and competition ("I'll do that better than u"). When we cannot restore the trust and love in our friendship, it eventually breaks down. Then our friendship is reduced to a collection of negative behavior patterns such as blaming ("it's all your fault"), judging ("you're so aggressive that..."), avoiding ("I'm not willing to discuss this") and patronizing. We all hav felt or said the above words an lost some beautiful relationships.

I jus happened to read this poem somewhr:


I still see your face in my dreams
It hurts and it doesn't help at all
I still want you in my life as crazy as that seems
I want you to catch me when I fall

I still remember the first time we met
There was something so different about you
Your friendship was something I wanted to get
That smile when you said hi to me was so new

Out of no where you called me on the phone
I wanted to sit there and talk to you forever
You were so new, so crazy and unknown
I just knew that our friendship would never sever

Two years and we are barely holding it together
What happened to the way this all used to be
I never wanted you out of my life ever
I sat there for a long time pretending not to see

We decided to go out and make it all all right
It didn't work out of course we knew it couldn't
We couldn't even really stand each others sight
It shouldn't end this way but it did and I shouldn't

I miss you and everything you were to me
Ten years from now we will look back on it all
We will be older and finally be able to see
That friendship will stand the test of time and never fall

Its not over for me but if u say so i'll surely abide by it.

passing thoughts

jus wanted to potray the thoughts that are disturbing me right now. Dont know if it'll make any sense to u.




"When we make mistakes, we seek compromise but when others make a mistake we seek justice." Why do we always deal with negativity?We always see the negative stuff. We are all so good at finding others mistakes. Why is there so much of bitterness sorrounding us? Some people dont miss a chance to taunt you. Why such toxicity?

I think the reason behind this is our selfish motives. We always think about our unhappiness, our feelings. We never give a thought on how others feel when we make a statement, when we frown, when we over act!!!! Every human being is a mixture of emotions. But we dwell on the negativities. Each one of us have to swim through these expounding emotions-- be it ego clashes, wierd attitudes or arrogance or alienation.

All our actions are so entangled with others. We never digest the fact that our actions have an impact on others. I dont mean to say we need to be goodie goodie types, but we dont have any right to toxify the lives of people who are travelling with us in this journey of life.

The only solution to this is smile. This not only stops us from committing blunders but also keeps our co-travellers in merry. But make sure you've brushed your teeth before smiling.
Have a smiling face. We need not spread our bitterness or sadness around. A famous saying by swami vivekananda --"If you have a clouded face do not go out that day, shut yourself up in a room. What right have you to carry this disease out into the world?"

On Tuesday, this news swept across all the news channels 'Sanjay Dutt relieved by court'. 'Sirf Munna not a bhai' '13 saal ka vanvaas khatam' 'although found guilty for possession of armory, Sanjay can breath sigh of relief as all the TADA charges against him are withdrawn' Then many personalities like Salman Khan said 'He is a good person. We knew he will come out clean'. Mr Big B said "Dutt's family and our family have relations for years he's a good kid. He is like elder brother to Abhishek". His sister Priya Dutt said "we can sleep well tonight. It's a great relief"
Surfing through the channels, one news on BBC startled me. It read "Hisbul Mujahidin's most wanted terrorist 'Sohel Faisal' killed in Anantnag , India . Indian Major leading the operation lost his life in the process. Four others are injured.
It was past midnight , I started visiting the Indian channels, but Sanjay Dutt was still ruling. They were telling how Sanjay pleaded to the court saying 'I'm the sole bread earner for my family', 'I have a daughter who is studying in US' and so on. Then they showed how Sanjay was not wearing his lucky blue shirt while he was hearing the verdict and also how he went to every temple and prayed for the last few months.
I have nothing against sanjay dutt. I am nobody to blame him. He sure has managed to bring smile on many of our faces through munna bhai. Sure he did a lotta gandhigiri .Sure Sanjay Dutt has a daughter; Sure he did not do any terrorist activity. Possessing an AK47 is considered too elementary in terrorist community but then...
Major Manish H Pitambare got the information from his sources about the terrorists' whereabouts. Wasting no time he attacked the camp, killed Hisbul Mujahidin's supremo and in the process lost his life to the bullets fired from an AK47. He is survived by a wife and daughter who's only 18 months old.
he took the decision to attack the terrorists in the darkest of nights. He never thought about having a family and he being the bread earner. No news channel covered this since they were too busy with sanjay dutt.

Parents of Major Manish are still living and they have to live rest of their lives without their beloved son. His daughter won't ever see her daddy again.

there are some channels that air things about stars that embarrasses them. Things like breakup, temple visits, or it could be " y did she refuse to do this film?" .The channels also spend a lotta time on their past. "how was the relationship between the 2 when they enterted the film industry?". " are they jus FRIENDS?" But its sad to see people like major being unnoticed. So guys, please forward this message around so that the media knows which news to give importance, as it is a shame for us since this Army Major's death news was given by a foreign TV channel!!!

me got in TCS. damn super. congrats shilpa the gr8.

after a long time i thought of writin a blog. i was thinkin of a nice topic. but which ever way i think , i end up thinkihn abt the BEASTS that i encounter daily. so the best ting to do is continue writing abt my encounters with DEADLY animals.

it happened the day b4 i went to write tcs online test.i was studyin in my room. thn i switched on the comp an i jus touched my knee. an guess wt i felt something cold. was wearin a salwar 4 a change(my mom keeps remindin me "ur a girl, dress like a girl behave like a girl, adheg kelsa maadthiyo, how will u adjust an stay with ur in-laws" doooooooooralochane). sorry sorry deviated frm my topic. i found something cold on my knee.i got up an withered my pant an something fell down.u knw wt it was?A LIZARD. it was a baby lizard. it jus crawled away after fallin on the floor as if nothin had happened. even i sat down as if nothing had happened. thirgu nodlilla adhu. when a lizard can have so much of ego, shouldnt i hav some ego. the lizard should hav been thankful 4 spendin time with me or it should've said sorry. adrajji. so even i threw some ego around an let it go without speakin to it. i dint shout or make fuss. not a single word out of my mouth. shwetha, ur right am not afraid of lizards. good. u've understood me well in these 7 years. kudos.

thts abt the damn lizard. next animal. CAT. i luv cats more thn lizards,snakes an even more than mealy mouthed, fledgling SHUBHADA.(IS THE SPELLING RIGHT?).
i was sitting in the hall watchin a serial . i jus turned around an i saw A CAT near the sewing machine.it was lookin at me an i looked at it.it continued lookin at me an i continued lookin at it. b4 anythin could happen i shouted ammmmmmmmmmmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.
that poor little cat was a male jaathi i suppose coz it ran away the moment i shouted amma.
my mom came to my rescue again.
i guess thts it abt animals. some of u would hav got bored by now. an some of u like shu an shwe would b actin as if ur gettin bored. mukha nodkoli ibru. an get well soon to both of u. if u both c ur faces together in the mirror. thn god alone can save u. i dnt think even he can

whenerver u are not in mood. u tend to forget the main thing. humour. u dnt laugh at small jokes. u forget to smile. Always smile coz tht takes u nearer to god, nearer than any prayer. never frown at anybody. coz u never know someone is fallin in love with ur smile. never crib.an wenever ur not in mood, plz dnt take any decisions. u end up embarrassing ur self.

ONE OF MY FAVOURITE QUOTES-The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame. The gift is yours- it is an amazing journey - and you alone are responsible for the quality of it. This is the day your life really begins."

never rely on anyone 4 any kinda support. time changes an so do people.

How is anger escaped?
It stays deep within me.
I think about what is lost,
and the anger rises inside of me.
Every where I look,
I see what should be mine.
Envy turns to anger,
I think to myself 'who are these people? ,
they do not deserve such a thing I have lost'
I think about what is lost,
and the anger rises inside of me.
It rises to such a degree,
that anger turns to tears.

Tears the mind can't tell are true,
Pain the heart can't share.
Anger wrapped up in deceit,
It's more than I can bear.

The scourge I lay upon you now,
You surely cannot break.
This curse will last for on and on,
You've made a grave mistake.

The anger causes pain inside,
Too deep to understand.
And the pain, in turn, will cause,
More malice to my hand.

I just happened to read these beautiful lines on orkut---written by someone(ofcourse not me you know i am weak at writing right)

At yet another crossroad of life's journey i walked into a stranger
who joined me in the odessey of life
Days went by....Time ticked its way through weeks,months and years
as I trod life's torturous an unpredictable avenues never realizing the
subtle presence of this co-hort my fellow traveller

This span of is all but a collection of moments-

Moments of your vanity.....Moments of my consuming ego

Moments when I hurt u....Moments when you annoyed me

Moments when we differed....Moments when we conformed

Moments when you spoke....Moments when I listened

Moments when I didnt speak...Moments when you still listened

Moments of laughing together...Moments when we remained silent

Moments when distances crept in...Moments when intimacy erased them

Moments when I conforted to you....Moments when didnt undersatnd me

Moments when you complained....Moments when I apologized

Moments when I asserted....Moments when you acknowledged

Pain inflicted,heart broken,Sorrows lived
failures engulfed,existence torn apart,
integrity interrogated,hopes crushed....
But yet my heart bears no complains to god
and LIFE who have endowed me with a

"FRIEND LIKE YOU"

BUTTERFLIES most of my frenz know what butterflies mean to me.they are the most yuckiest and horrible creatures.I donno y but i am afraid of those BUTTERFLIES.I start shoutin the minute i see it.i jus turn the house upside down.
Another creature that horrifies me is PIGEON.It made my life hell.it was thr in my room before i was even awake and it used to make the yuckiest sound(gutur gutur).the flapping of the wings just made me shout.everyday i used to wake up with a big shout.so my frend in the neighbour dint use an alarm for some days.my sweet home in bombay has housed generations and generations of pigeons.In short i hate creatures that fly.I dont mind lizards and snakes.
This is an incident that happened in my class a few days ago.My frenz an I were sittin in the first bench(dont mistake me for a good girl,the last bench was not empty).2 monkeys entered the class.the 2 monkeys were standin in front me.my frend(daridhra) was staring at it and so was the monkey.before the 2 expressed their new found love to each other we jumped from the bench.my heart was in my mouth that very moment coz the minute we jumped those monkeys climbed our desk.daridhra says its her rebirth.kudos.
I encountered the terror of yet another animal today.a SQUIRREL.it jus entered my room like my dumb frends do without any permission.an its still here.this very minute as i am writin, the damn creature is in my room.this time round not only my heart but my stomach,lungs,intestines an wat not were in my mouth.the way it ran in front of my legs god.i donno wen the squirrel will pounce on me and attack so i have a body gaurd sitting behind me, my mother.u know mothers are always there when you need them the most.
The big and the most dangerous creatures in my life are my DUMB frenz.but i am not scared of them.i am terrified.I donno how many more animals do i have to deal with in my life.
HEY SINDHU EVEN THE TINY LITTLE CREATURES ARE VISITING ME.NOW ITS YOUR TURN.PLEASE COME HOME.
I think i just heard some noise behind me.may be its the dragon.....bye for now.IF I AM ALIVE I WILL SURELY BLOG.

finished my damn internals today.it was jus another proof that i cant write.i was sitting there an thinkin about the next topic 4 my blog.but the lady in the class was staring at me so i did write somethin in the damn booklet. i think i`ll end up gettin single digit in some of the subs.the main reason behind me thinkin abt the blog while writin the paper was that ,gettin 4 comments here is a lot better that gettin 7 or 8 marks there.
my marks last sem were 7,7,10 in one sub.(these marks are out of 25.am not that bad).the reason the lecturer gave me for these low marks was that technical terms were missing.the lecturers with 10 years of experience each(they make sure that they mention it atleast once in a class) get notes to the class while teaching, which contains all the "technical terms".they cannot remember the technical words of a single subject that they teach.an we are expected to remember all the technical words of all the 6 damn subjects( with zero years experience in each subject).IS THIS FAIR?

pheww

hey i am shilpa.shilpa the gr8.thats what i call myself.
I really donno how 2 start a blog.i mean what 2 write an what not 2 write.i jus saw my frenz elder sis's blog an was inspired by it.To be really frank my blog-url is also similar to hers.I dont think she will ever read my blog but thank you so much smitha for making me realize how wonderful and difficult it is to write.
I have always had this problem where-in I cant express myself in writing.Thats the main reason i dont get what i deserve in my board exams.(who gets satisfying marks in exams)
But i can speak a lot.I can go on for hours.My friends find it really difficult to stop me from speaking.I keep blabbering about something or the other just to irritate my DUMB friends.I can speak in 6 different languages but cant speak even a single language fluently(I mean I dont understand the OTHER meaning)
I hope this first blog of mine is ok enough.I am glad that i could write so much.