When the wind blows

She stood tall,unafraid,
Unmoving lips speaking the words not said,
She looked almost peaceful,calm,
But inside her there was a raging storm...

She nursed her bruises,
She bore those bad curses,
But never again,she promised to herself with determination,
Never again,would this happen to anyone,

She was a mother,she still is,
But her murdered daughter she would always miss,
Murdered,at the hands of her husband's family,
She,at first,didn't believe that it was the reality...

Why?Why was her innocent daughter killed?
Didn't her little hands convey that she wanted to live?
Cold-bloodily strangled,her daughter was,
And all she lived was a few hours....

Now,she would fight,take her revenge,
Her daughter's murder,she would avenge,
She was killed because she was a daughter,
Now,she would fight because they killed her daughter...

Her elder daughter entered,along with the lawyer,
Who promised to help her avenge her daughter's murder,
The lawyer,a lady herself,helped her unending,
She would not let the murderers get away so easily....

Sometimes,we are carried away by the pleasant weather,
And we think it would always remain this way,
But when the winds blow too fast and strong,
Not much really lasts long...

Like this,perhaps many mistake the shy daughter-in-law,
To be silent and submissive,as she always was,
But when she takes a stand,nothing can shake her will,
She still can't understand fully,why her daughter was killed?
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Yes,female foeticide still happens.If not in the womb,then the innocent girl is killed within few hours of her birth.Not only it happens in rural areas,but its as much a reality in the urban areas too.Why?Why would you kill an innocent child just because its a girl?What can't a girl do when she grows up?

P.S:
The above poem is inspired by a story which I read in some supplementary of a newspaper.Though,perhaps,its not a full justice to the emotions of that woman on whom the poem is based...still,its just a try to recreate her emotions.:)

P.P.S:
Sorry for the lengthy poem,and the irregular pattern of the lines :P

Cheers!
Have a happy week ahead.
:)

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Just a thought

For the past one week,the discussions in the Media are hovering around the 1st anniversary of the Mumbai Terror Attacks.Like a flashback of what happened in Mumbai...when we stuck to our television screens.Most news channels showed a ticker on the side which showed number of casualties like some score of a cricket match! How much have we grown from that time till now?

Of course,we have now realised how much vulnerable our very own police force is at the hands of the government...people like Hemant Karkare died at the hands of terrorists,fighting,just because his bullet proof jacket was "faulty".

We now realise how media should behave in times of trouble....it was noticed that the terrorists were aware of the police force's actions just by watching TV.

We now realise that no place is safe from terror attacks....From railway stations,to grand and famous hotels....terror discriminates no one.

We now realise the seriousness of growing terrorism,growing insecurity,growing inability of the Administration to capture the culprits and pluck out the root cause responsible for such unprecedented attacks.
We also realise that as common people,the only thing we can do (at the least) is raise voices,keep pestering the non-committal government,and to have enough presence of mind if and when we are trapped in a terror-attack situation.

And finally,we also realise that just panel discussions with ministers,lighting candles,rewinding the past events,and complaining to the media about the inability of the Government,insufficient tools for security forces etc etc cannot do much harm to the Rhino-skinned terrorists.

Like always,we,the Indians, have moved on,whenever something big happened.Mumbai was back to business in 3 days after the attacks.Perhaps,in a way,the terrorist-attacks have failed.Failed to completely paralyse one city,or state,or country.But they have indeed been successful in creating a fear.A fear,amongst all,victims or not,of the anything-can-happen-any-moment thinking.
But now, we have taken a stance against terrorism.We won't go back on that.Its time to look forward.

And we,the Indians,will.
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Hello everyone! I am back! Exams went on okay types.Just a wee bit shaky here and there.
Am back home now...enjoying the winter! (with an ice-cream!)

Have a nice week ahead.....:)
Take care!

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Exam time! :P

Yep...its that time of the year (for us) again in which we are reminded that we need to study in college too...apart from having fun..
Yes..the Exam Time.
Unfortunately,when I opened my Maths book yesterday...I realised that whatever formulae I thought I knew were those of the second semester...and right now I am going to give the exams for third semester.

Ha ha ha...so funny...I don't remember attending the classes of ElectroMagnetic Theory (EMT) or Measurements and Instrumentation(MI)...what was I doing then? Hmm...Oh ya! I was writing the record for the labs!Duh!

Well anyway...I wanted to convey my apologies to everyone for not properly commenting on their new posts...but I can't help it.

Anyways..I am logging off now...will return back to my intellectual(?) blabbering after the exams (or even in between the exams :P)

Cheers!
Have a great fortnight ahead! :)

P.S: My Practical Exams were not really that great...Data Structures was bad...forgot the whole program and had to ask ma'am for a change of question :P
Electronic Devices and Circuits wasn't too good...the ma'am helped me to take the readings for UJT...and was cursing under her breath "I don't understand why students like you come to college" :P

Measurements and Instrumentation(MI) lab was good....but Viva was bad....I didn't even explain the difference between Energy and Power :P

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Close your eyes....you won't see the knife

Run,don't stop,
Don't look at the blood dripping drop-by-drop,
Ah,you've fallen down,
But there's no help around....

Get up,don't turn around,
Don't try to look for the door you never found,
Run,faster....faster,
Your life may then last a little longer....

Oh! You're gone,you're gone!
You were a fool to run behind money,and in death,you'll be alone,
Anyway,what you lived was not worth calling a life,
Close your eyes now,you won't see the knife.....

Something pierced my skin,I could feel my nerves crawling,
There was no sound in my silent scream,
By and by,my mind cleared,like black clouds giving way to the sun,
And I heard someone say "It seems he collapsed due to nervous breakdown"

I heard someone gasp,probably my wife,
With whom I shared only strifes,
Probably the doctor told I would be fine soon enough,
As I heard the gasp disappear into a sigh of relief...

As days progressed,so did my health,
Ever since that dream,I cared for neither my job nor my wealth,
Now I cared for my friends and family,
As I realised,they would be the ones who would help me in all difficulties....


The day I was finally discharged,I was a happy person,
Smiling at anyone for no particular reason,
I had forgotten how close the nightmare had caused me my life,
Till I saw a small note on my dashboard,which said "Close your eyes,you won't see the knife"....

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"What was that?" is perhaps your first reaction to the above poem.Well,this is what happens when we run aimlessly behind money,pay package,promotions etc etc and forget how to live life.Yes,its a cliché.You've heard it thousands of times...heard about the mad cattle-like competitive world that kills the dreamer and hails the sharp-minds.But where does this life lead to?If one can't find time for the family,friends,or oneself,then its a waste of life!

What do you think?Is it right to work and work...and be like a zombie? Or just take a break?Come on! We should give time to ourselves too!Like doing something you would love to do that you haven't done for long (For eg; I have written a poem! :P .....{Oh Anu! You are so modest :D})

Keep smiling everyone....and keep praying for my practical exams too(Tuesday and Wednesday)! :P
Cheers
Have a Happy Week Ahead! :)

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Whats new? :)

Earlier,whenever anyone asked me "Hey whats up?Whats new in your life?",I would reply..."Each Day Is New"

Well before you think "Oh what a nice reply" or "Oh what a mokkai(a poor joke)"...let me tell you that I stole this statement from some story of some book of some library of some area....

Okay getting back now,is really each day new?Hmm...daily I see the same room,the same Mess,the same food(well the Menu for each day is different...but it all tastes the same! :P),the same college building,the same classroom,the same classmates,the same lecturers and the same lessons.So whats new?

Each person who interacts with me,would have faced something in his or her day that would not be in my "Same-Same" list....but the thing which is in the "Same-Same" list of theirs...is new for me!
Similarly the thing in my "Same-Same" list of mine is new for them! Get it?

No? Okay.For example,waking up roomies (which is a big task...and I am NOT the one who does that!) and getting ready together and exchanging clips and hairpins and plates and cups is not new for us...but for many of my classmates,its new.Again,boarding the college bus is nothing new for my classmates,but its new for us!Get it?

So how does our day get a new touch?When we interact with others,learn,empathize,console about their problems...we get the feeling of being fresh and alive.Nothing in our life is bland.Its all the same..still...its different! Like new faces in the bus you travel,new shops that have opened in your area,a different colour of the sky,a different smell of the roads which are wet coz of rain,a ringing laughter you hear when you are all tired...notice them all,cherish them,you would be all "new" once more! :)

When we face each day with a positive attitude thinking "My day would be nice today"...half of our boredom would be gone.After all,we do need some strength to face each 365 days after regular intervals..hence our weapon is..positive attitude! :)
Pretty confusing? Well I started off to say something specific..it turned out as something else!

Anyways.....Keep smiling!:)

And remember...Each Day Is New!

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Hey have I ever told you about my roomies?No?Okay I'll tell about them..by referring to their initials.(As they requested).
Note:The second alphabet in the initials is the alphabet by which their first name starts.

Theres "D.R".She is like the mother figure.We all take our problems to her and she has the simplest solutions.She is the moderator of our bunch of lazy geese.(or is it goose??).She wakes us up early on sunday mornings so that we don't miss our breakfast...yeah she drives us mad...for our own good!

Then comes "B.I".She is the real baby of our room.We all pamper her to the core.But she is the one who scores the highest amongst all of us! Total Padhaku (or Padips..in Tamil Lingo...hey they are similar,aren't they?!)

Then comes our new MBA didi..."P.I".Though she is supposed to be the oldest one...we nowadays doubt whether she is our senior or our junior!Armed with all the silly mistakes she does...like forgetting her plate,forgetting to put battery in her cell phone,she easily is the most kiddish MBA student! :P

And me?Well I am the joker of the gang....the most untimely jokes are cracked by me at the wrong place.I create problems for myself...for which I eventually get solutions from all of the above.When I set out to help my roomies when they don't ask,something goes wrong and my help becomes the trouble itself.HeeHee.

Okay then.Thats all for now....

Cheers!
Have a great Weekend! :)

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Back Home!!!!!!!

Yes...thats right.I am back home...for 5 days! For diwali! Yippeee.....!

Back home to celebrate the most awaited festival of every year.With sweets,new dresses,more sweets,crackers,candles,diyas etc etc etc all over...its like the whole city bedecked like a newly-wed bride(Okay I know that sounds filmy!)

From Chennai to Delhi to where I am in Haryana...Panipat.Yeah...that was one heck of a journey.I mean in the positive sense.One special mention about Delhi.Actually,I love Delhi.No matter what people say about Delhi,like people are rude,theres no security there,theres nothing worth living in there...but still I love Delhi.No,I have never actually lived in there.But used to visit it many many many times.Uncountable number of times.The sights and sounds...all crude and unsophisticated...just thrills me.Seriously.If you visit Delhi and Mumbai or Chennai in one trip,you would know what I mean.
I guess Delhi-6's title track says it all..."Yeh sheher nahin,mehfil hai"....

Okay...actually at other times,I would've been unhappy that I am visiting home for such a short time...but this time...I am saying to this place of mine "I'll always return"...:P

Anyways....Enough of my silly blabbering.
I wanted to convey to every one of you a very very very happy and prosperous Diwali.Yeah,do think about global warming for a considerable time...but don't let that steel away the spirit of Diwali.At least,eating sweets doesn't increase global warming...right?:)

Happy Diwali to all of you! :)

Cheers!
Keep smiling!

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Is it real?

Do people really stab their own relatives with whom they must've laughed and cracked jokes with? Do people really pour kerosene on someone just because of some money? Do people really sleep well after having snatched the sleep of many by their activities?How can people kill anyone for no rhyme or reason?

These questions made me numb one day.I know,I seem to be living in a world of dreams,but no...the rising news about that person killing this person,that person cheated this lot of people...has really made me wonder,what is our worth in this world if anyone just barges into our house and just blows it up?

What is it that might make people be more positive,more patient,more calmer,more understanding?

But there are good things too..as I realised today.I had gone to a shop to do Spiral Binding of my record sheets.The man there told me to come later.I said immediately "Anna,I have to go to my native place today."(The truth is I am going home tomorrow,and I was in a hurry as I was having a terrible headache...hence the lie).
He immediately did the work for me,although he already had other waiting customers.I regretted it deeply.I lied to him.I maybe cost him a couple of customers.I came back to my hostel with a heavy heart.

But something about the whole episode made me sit up and think.Was it real that the man had actually been touched as I said I needed to go home?Is it real that people's heart get touched hearing someone's plight?Do people get disturbed too,in these times,about other people's welfare and stay awake all night? Is it real that when you do good to others,they remember it and remember you too? Is it real that when you do good to others,then you are also gifted with someone else's good deed to you?Do such people exist who are not from your family,and we term them as friends,and yet they sacrifice for us many things which we might have not?

My mind is numb again.What is real?Does it really happen that good things always happen to good people,even in such times?

I would be glad if you would share your experiences..good or bad...that perhaps had left your mind numb..numb with pain..or numb with happiness!

Cheers!
Have a happy week ahead! :)

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