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Friday, June 10, 2011
Count Thy Blessings
When its 50 you really need to dig deep to get there, so there are quite a few, which might be, too obvious.
But the obvious things we take for granted are the exact ones, we need to be grateful for ( I guess.)
Counting my blessings (Masha Allah*)
1. I have never had a dearth of money, or clothes or food. In fact I had lots of it, always
2. I have a complete family. Father, mother and an elder brother. Ideal, normal and complete
3. I had a great scar-free childhood, which was as perfect as it could get in the real world
4. I was born an intelligent child, who was disciplined and focused by the time I was 4 years old (Don’t ask me how)
5. I was born in a safe, peaceful , democratic country and still live in one.
6. I am 100% healthy.
7. I have great hair
8. I am in the ideal weight/height range, which is something people around me are killing themselves to achieve
9. I am educated and had all the facilities to get educated
10. I was not discriminated against because I was a girl child. I was given every single comfort my brother was provided, sometimes even more
11. I was graciously saved from all my foolish mistakes
12. I have had the privilege to have great friends in my life, who have turned my life around.
13. I didn’t have to spend a single day in my graduate life, hunting for a job
14. I had the privilege to work with great MNC’s.
15. I am an Engineer , in the IT era
16. My father was an Engineer in an era when it was a rarity, which made sure, I had the point Number 1
17. My father encouraged me to read/write at a young age
18. I am very inclined to stay fit & healthy
19. I was not married off at 12
20. My mother was always there when I got home
21. I was not compelled to do/wear anything against my wishes
22.My mother deep rooted spirituality into my life as against religion
23. I was bought up in a Muslim country, which gave me a clear idea about the real Islam
24. I am a non vegetarian, blessed to be able to eat meat, guilt free
25. I had the privilege to learn Reiki
26. I had the privilege to learn Yoga
27. I am blessed with moderate writing skills
28. I am blessed to be a great support for people in distress
29. My brother is a kind non interfering soul
30. My brother drove me to all my tuition, thus making sure I never had to use a crowded public transport
31. I have unlimited internet access, which is the ultimate resource for knowledge
32. I had a great roommate for four years, who was adjusting and like minded
33. I live in the 21st century
34. I am talkative, which is a good thing at times
35. I was born with a very VERY liberal outlook on life, which helps me be tolerant
36. I am blessed to be able to pay all my bills online at the comfort of my office
37. I am blessed to have had my Engineering college at a 2 min walk from my home
38. I am blessed to have a healthy family
39. I am blessed to have great books chose me as their reader
40. I speak good English
41. I work in the Storage Domain, which seems to be a good place to be
42. I have free transport to/from work
43. I work with a great, cooperative and talented team
44. I have not had any excessive stress at work or in my personal life
45. I have not had to make a fake document ever to get a job
46. Out of the 100 impulsive decisions I make,85 turn out to be great
47. I get to watch all the movies I want to. Most of them first day first show
48. My company has given me a laptop to work, which I love
49. I am blessed to be generous with money
50. I am happy
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Caught in Traffic- Continued
Thank you guys, I have an intelligent and socially aware family and friends.
So before you read this, please read this and also the comments section
As a reply to all the comments:
I second the inclusion of a column in the genders section. An M and F and an others, which I did actually find in some form I filled recently, but positively donot remember which one.
An inclusion of a rest room, atleast in MNC's and other urban buildings. If not in all floors of a building, atleast in some
About their inclusion in panchayats/being a talk show host and such extremely rare sucess stories.
How many of us, are David Beckham? None. There maybe those rare sparks of jewels in any clan, who have the grit, determination and resolve to beat the society and its norms. But she is just the David Beckham of their clan. What about the normal average people among them? People like you and me.
We goto school --> write the medical/engineering entrance --> Join an engineering college -->Give a try at the MBA entrance --> Get recruited into a company -->Get married by 24/27--> Have kids
(Not necessarily in that order) Most of this we do, because society expects us to.
Transgender is like a weight gain gone very very bad, or like extreme hair loss. It affects their confidence, sense of worth, and self esteem at all levels.
Most of us are people who didnt have the guts to pursue anything else other than engineering. Who are scared to apply lipstick,(if we didnt before) or even get a stylish haircut. All cause we are scared what people around us will say or "think" about us. We do as the society does, as society accepts.
For trangenders the norm is
Goto school --> Start showing strange physical symptoms -->Thrown out of their homes--> Accepted into their pseudo trangender family--> Most of them are into begging and/or prostitution-->Become either or both
What I expect Governments to do is to change this flow of events. From the root level like Ansikka has mentioned.
Goto school -->Start showing strange physical symptoms -->Send to special schools/continue education due to the very strict indiscrimination rules present in the country--> Go to college( engineering or otherwise)-->Get a job( with or without the MBA entrance) ---> Have a medical insurance which covers trangender operation if they chose to have one --> Have a life.
The rules which a Government can bring, is the root level change. It would be just like the helmet-compulsory rule for bike riders. We loathe it, but we still do it, and after a little resistance which any change brings, WE GET USED TO IT!
About the numbers of eunuchs being very very low, there maybe just be one of them or two of them. But they are still present, and very much in need of equal rights. The begging rackets are much more prevalant in metros, probably the reason,why it isnt prevalant in Kerala.
I think Kerala will catch up soon, After all , some of the top notch begging rackets are headed by malayalees. [ How do I even know this? ]
Fighting back or defying the society is too tough, like all of us, these are normal people,who prefer to take the easy way out. What I have been trying to tell is to make their easy way out, a normal one.
Saturday, October 23, 2010
Caught in Traffic
Yet there are ideas I completely believe in.
Equality, Indiscrimination and the Singular Power of Education
On my way to work, few are the days, when me or anyone of my unfortunate colleagues, do not get thoroughly walked all over by an eunuch beggar. While they curse, abuse, harass, push, pull all over our early morning freshness, most of us, are willing to pay them anything, to avoid public humiliation.
This is the very reason eunuchs (or men dressed as one) have single handedly conquered the traffic stops in Bangalore.
Their overt sexuality, uninhibiting ways and harassing persuasion definitely gains an upper hand over sympathy which a blind or physically handicapped can ever generate
I however, have recently overcome the discomfort they put me in, and have decided not to bend down to their harassment ,public humiliation or otherwise.
They seem healthy enough to earn their own living.
Or Are they?
Why is that I have never met a eunuch in person in my day to day life. Not in school, not in college, not at work. Not even as a domestic help ( I think they would make great ones, if given the chance) .
So does it mean that we as a society have refused to give them any place other the streets?
Does being born with a confused sexuality lead them to a life of begging or prostitution? Or is it that they chose the easy way around. Most of them are towering and seemingly healthy people, with intelligent tricks up their sleeve. While I see blind, deaf and physically handicapped people working in my office or leading seemingly normal lives, why cant they?
I am sure, their mental stamina,capabilities or talent are not affected by any physical deformity. Has our society shunned these unfortunate people?
Is there anything we can do to rehabilitate them in the society? I agree begging is easy money, but is it?
If they have the means for education and can be accepted in spite of their seemingly incoherent voice and looks, cant they function as normal individuals?
Even though it’s been 50 years since independence, our “reservations” are still highly caste based, which as I see is non existent. Can we by any chance, get a reservation in place for eunuchs, not just for public office, but essentially for education ?
The Govt or the NGO’s can do what they have to, but the core change to be bought is in the mindset of the common man. How many of us can be liberal enough to actually tolerate a queer person in our immediate neighborhood?
Me thinks, this is what needs to be done
1. Humans are adaptive! Period. In the same way we get used to a blind colleague or a wheel chair clad neighbor, we will get used to eunuchs. Seeing them every morning should have already tuned our minds
2. Reservation of atleast one or two seats for them in colleges and schools
3. If required special schools in place for people identified as eunuchs
4. Once educated they shouldn’t be discriminated or favored for employment
5. Programs of self sufficiency
There is no word of caution for a distraught family who cannot accept their child as imperfect. There might be families who disown their children, once they are recognized to be queer. But if the families chose to disown them, at least they should have a safe cultured society to accept them.
With their undiverted energy,they can sure become an intelligent workforce for any country instead of wasting away on streets. And what do we get in return?
Peaceful travel to our workplace and fresher mornings.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Blog-A-Time-Machine
It’s basically an imaginary time travel and what I would do if I meet a younger me.
Rules:
1. Depending on your age, go back 10, 15, 20, or even more years.
2. Tell us how many years back you have traveled.
3. Pretend you have met yourself during that era, and tell us where you are.
4. You only have one "date" with this former self.
5. Answer the questions.
I have decided to go back to my 12th std. Thank Goodness I only have one date, and do not have to live through all of it again!
She is confused and is not in very good company. Has serious self esteem issues and is being pushed all over by her new girlfriend. Moreover the once brilliant girl, has lost her grip, and is completely unable to focus on any strategy to crack her entrance exams. Messy! Phew!
1. Would your younger self recognize you when you first meet?
She might freak out and probably have a heartattack, but yes she would .
2. Would she be surprised to discover what you are doing job wise?
Very much. She doesn’t think that much about her future outside of Kerala, doesn’t even know glam jobs like mine exist. She would be very glad and surprised.
3. What piece of fashion advice would you give her?
The fashion disaster that she was!
That shampoo DOESN'T ruin your hair all that much. So please use one.
That people will get used to any change of looks she undergoes, so be experimental.Get that haircut she always wanted.
That cotton is classy
But then again most of such decisions are not really upto her at that time.
4. What do you think she is most going to want to know?
Her entrance results.
5. How would you answer her question?
That just cause it was predicted by some random person, she is not going to become a doctor.
I will definitely share the strategy to crack the entrance exam. I am not sure if she will be able to decipher it, though.
6. What would probably be the best thing to tell her?
That her complexion/skin will become way much better.
That she will not always remain the ugly duckling or the second fiddle.
That our mother will trust her soon.
That she should expect wonderful things in her life, and not just worry about the worst outcome.
7. What is something that you probably wouldn't tell her?
Nothing actually. Anything she might know about her future will cheer her up.
8. What do you think will most surprise her about you?
That I have a good dressing sense and know to use an eyeliner.
That I get along with our mother.
That I am confident speaking to the opposite gender.
That I speak good English.
That I stay in a very unflattering room and have been staying there for four years.
That I stay alone, and have no qualms eating,shopping or even watching a movie alone
That I actually shop for home wear.
8. What do you think will least surprise her?
That I don’t travel long distance in a bus,and still hate the travel to Thodupuzha*(my grandparents home).
That I still write crazy journals in pink books
9. At this point in your life, would you like to run into "you" from the future?
I wouldn’t want to ruin the surprises, and the wonderful things life has to offer me, so No!
I do not have that many people to tag. Consider yourself tagged if you are reading, and find this an interesting topic!
Monday, October 11, 2010
My Ideal Neighborhood
Friday, September 24, 2010
Sweta Tags
At last I have something to write about, all I need is a pleasurable Friday. And here it is
Let me just plunge into the all encompassing whirlwind called self improvement. : - Body, mind and soul.
Following are the ten things that
I would like to learn:
1) To become non judgmental:
I have wrote about it many a times before, and I think about it all too constantly. Yet I am no where near to achieving it .
The disapproving look or thought I have about
i) The lesser fashionistas around me
ii) The ones who divulge in all too many fried food and sodas
iii) Incompetent professionals
How I plan to get there: I presume to stop measuring others against who I am or who I would be in their circumstances . Most importantly to forgive others their mistakes
2) To stop using humor as a defense mechanism
If you ever noticed 90% of people with the funny bone, are usually extremely self conscious. Humor as enjoyable as it is, is usually developed as a cover up for something we presumably lack.
When was the last time you met a funny super model? Never? Or if you ever did meet one, ask her to show you one of her childhood pics. You are sure to find a acne filled, tooth braces clad, sure shot ugly duckling.
As time goes by nature might bless us with traffic stopping good looks , wonderful professions and a great life, but old habits die hard, and the moment we get uncomfortable humor jumps into defense. Making us very likable, but again, Why do we need everyone to like us!!
How I plan to get there: I don’t expect to stop being humorous, but I do expect to stop making silly jokes, just to make up a conversation or to fill up the blank silent space. Let someone else do it from now on. I am just going to sit there , looking pretty.
3) To stop looking for reassurance from others
Aaah! This one is a bummer ain't it?
Reassurance includes a whole lot of arenas. It could be the desire to be addressed as beautiful by anyone at all at least once a week, to having a loved one dote on you over and over and over again.
Reassurance is where the nagging “You don’t call me enough, you never reply to my smses? Blah Blah Blah” stems from.
So cliché yet just so easy to succumb to.
The need for reassurance occurs necessarily when we don’t meet our own expectations.When chances are that, we do not feel worthy enough for our own respect, we might as well get it from someone else.
How I plan to get there: I don’t want to jinx this by writing about it. But I will sure get there.
If you are looking for advice. This is what I have to say, the only way to reassure yourself, is to fulfill your own expectations.
4) To swim
Water theme parks have made me realize my love for water ( not thrill) . If I catch myself thinking about swimming all the time, I sure expect to do it very soon
How I plan to get there: Learn to swim in the swimming pool of my future apartment? Maybe?
5) To stop suggesting improvements to anyone and everyone I meet
This one is the direct effect of the disapproval syndrome I am ever aware of (point 1). The knawing need to improve someone else’s life, without ever considering if they need my guidance in the first place.
Though this attitude completely helps my work life. I believe it can hurt quite many egos if I go around suggesting people to improve themselves. While what they might hear is me that they are not good enough as they are.
How I plan to get there: To stringently divert all my talents in this sector to my professional life. So much so that I don’t have any left to disturb anyone’s ego
6) To be brilliantly perseverant and consistent
I have the idea, the intelligence, and a medium level of perseverance. Most of the time it seems mediocrity is not enough.
How I plan to get there: I am not meant to be mediocre. Period!
7) To stop fussing about high heels
I wear them, in fact have to wear them, as I am constantly surrounded by uber tall people. I know I look good in them, and manage to carry it off
Oh! But I fuss. I almost carry a list of things I wouldn’t do if I am wearing heels, making myself a consistent pain for anyone with me
How I plan to get there: Wear heels everyday
8) To reduce my enormous phone bill
STD MMS while in roaming. Browsing You Tube while in Roaming Via Phone? Who do I Think I am? Anil Ambani???
How I plan to achieve it: It is not necessary to let the world know how photogenic I am,at that moment. It can wait.Or maybe they don't need to know
9) To be calm and composed
Energetic and impulsive. While these traits are sure pluses in anyone’s resume, believe me there are two sides to the same coin.
Impulsive also means looking before you leap
Energetic also means over reactive
Its has always been my dream to be able to passively smile when I see MS Dhoni at the airport, than jump up and down and threaten the airport security staff to let me in.
How I plan to get there: I have no idea
10) To delay gratification
In today’s “Impatient is the new thing” age, where we get anything in a span of a few hours( if we can afford it), delaying gratification is almost non existent
But unfortunately anything that money cant buy, always have to wait ,If I don’t delay gratification, I know its not going to last
How I plan to get there: God gives best to people who patiently wait.
This one’s for Rakhi, who is everything that I desire to be
Monday, May 3, 2010
??: A new Study
As it’s taken me quite a long time, to decipher this, it seems worthy to share it with anyone interested.
We could have varied reasons to learn. It could be because we enjoy knowing more about a fascinating subject. It could be because our career path forces us to constantly keep ourselves on the edge. Or it could just be a medium to get us closer to our goals.
The reason we chose to learn, could vary.
But the method we imbibe essentially remains the same. Most of our study patterns have been built years back,during our formative years. But if for some reason, the methods you followed werent helping you,its never too late to change.
In a recent competitive preparation,I had some eye opening new revelations about how we choose to learn. Many of them , I promise, will make your student life way much more enjoyable
1) Think as you learn
Books provide us only with information. Forming our own views based on this information , is true learning. This involves a lot of thought. Thinking about what we are trying to study. Relating it with what we already know. Along with taking in new information as we go.It takes a while for most people to grasp a new idea, or an alien concept. Understanding a concept is simple, and could be achieved by a single read. But to be able to use it requires thoroughness in the subject. This, as boring as it may sound, means having to read through the same information more than once. Preferably referring to it many a time to refresh our memory. When the idea becomes part of our psyche, it springs to us the next time we are faced with a problem.
2) Thinking out loud
The concept of a group study, is particularly effective only once we know our subject.Learning something brand new, in a group study makes it a teaching session. Never serving its real purpose. When varied minds, with diverse and interesting thinking patterns, share their thoughts about what they observed, enjoyed and did not agree or quite understand, it opens up a whole new world. A world which inspires each one of us to think a little differently the next time we learn. It brings in a healthy competitive spirit, wonderful respect for our study partners and a very deep understanding of the ideas we need to know.3) Read outside to what is prescribed After the initial stage it always helps to read a little beyond the all too familiar books. Could give us a brand new outlook, and probably a deeper view into a lot of basics looked over generally.
3) Practical exposure
Almost every topic has relevant practical scenarios. Getting a hands-on expertise, gives us an idea of the relevance of what we have learned. On the contrary, learning in our workplace could make a routine task interesting. Helping us understand it better and bring about well informed improvements.
4) Examination
Tests or examinations are supposed to make us better learners. Knowing there is a place to apply our newly earned skills makes us learn with deeper understanding and purpose. The timeline gives us the desired focus.This kind of detailed preparation will make us completely excited about an examination. We treat it not with dread, but as an arena to showcase what we have learned.
To highlight:
1.Learn the same ideas more than once. It might be interesting to know how much more we learn new the second time around.
2. Think when you learn. Think about what you are trying to grasp, think about what you believe you already know. Give heed to conflicting ideas.
3. Compare and contrast any idea which sounds familiar or confusing
4. Study with a good group of intellectually stimulating people.
5. Learn with definitive purpose.
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Learning is an art which could change your life. Some of us are lucky to have born with it, some of us have to imbibe it.
This one’s dedicated to Mumshad , the most intellectually challenging study partner I have ever had, for being a true guidance and inspiration by sheer example.
Friday, June 12, 2009
Random
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Loneliness, Epilepsy and other stories
Thursday, April 23, 2009
Service
Monday, June 16, 2008
The Return of the blogging
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Festive season... it is!
Sunday, October 21, 2007
The Call
Friday, September 14, 2007
The Return of Lavan
To all my friends who saw me through these tough six weeks.
My roomie is coming back from
· The telephone is a better friend of mine than the TV. My bank balance would have liked it better the other way round. As no matter how much TV I watch , I pay the same amount to the cable guy. But hutch it seems demands for each call. Those wretched fools. Can’t they learn from Tata Indicom and at least cut down on the roaming. (Please Hutch for me. You know I love you)
· I can be a teeny weeny responsible if left alone. Like when I am positive that the unclean clothes are never going to get washed unless I move my pretty * behind and give to my servant. I tend to do it. [once in ten days]
· Those very few minutes of international calls my roomie and me make to each other are filled with bursts of laughter and giggle. Makes me realize there is light at the end of the tunnel. When she says “I will be there on Monday don’t do ANYTHING till then”. The anything includes the mind blowingly foolish stuff I can do when bored.
· I have skipped more meals in these six weeks than I would in an entire month of Ramadan. And yet haven’t reduced even an inch of flab.
· I have almost stopped blogging, which is extremely sad. Cause that’s one of the very few things I enjoy. And I reiterate it’s not that I have nothing to write about. Its cause I made the huge mistake of not making this anonymous. And my blog misses some of the creativity (a.k.a crap) my diary at home enjoys.
· My inside-the-country and inside-the-city friends started receiving wailing calls from me at unearthly hours. I ask them to drive through heat and rain just to accompany me for an hour of dinner. I realize that people might get fed up of this and I end up skipping more meals.
· I am not yet mature to be my own friend. I would rather bicker and wail over my loneliness than find glory in it and submit to its supremacy. Like all of the female species would agree bickering paves way to the ultimate freedom of our soul.
All these discoveries go wasted as she returns and I can go back to eating in time. And the contacts in my mobile can go back to sleeping in peace.
And something new that has been happening these days is I am forced to think/decide. So this means I put too much pressure on an unused rusting object that is my tiny brain. And it gets tired. So I request my well wishers to do the work for me. And here`s what has been eating me alive :
· People say that you have to be adaptive. That you shouldn’t throw tantrums.
· People say you should maintain your individuality. Never let go of the person you are.
· People say pride goes before a fall. That we should be humble.
· People say the highest form of respect is self respect. That nothing we do should counter that.
I find each of these contradictory.
And as if all this wasn’t enough. There is the much talked about “love”. Does love fit in all this? Or does love surpass all? Why am I talking about love, I never believed it existed in the first place.*
People please answer my queries; I have to rest my brain. It’s not used to working.
The holy month of Ramadan for us Muslims begins today. One month of fasting and religious dedication commemorating the revelation of the holy book of Quran. There is something novel about Ramadan. It’s not just refraining from food and drink. It’s refraining from anything sinful. The control of our mind over the urges of the body.
I was bought up in Al-Ain. An Oasis in the
Lavan returns from
* Self boost. Everything that belongs to me is/are pretty.
* Love exists. I feel it for Hutch. I had to say this. I can’t lie to myself.
Wednesday, September 5, 2007
If there is a WILL
Monday, August 13, 2007
Couldnt think of a Topic
Friday, July 27, 2007
Happiness
I have a nasty headache and I have had a very bad day. Yoga instructors tell us time and again that whenever we are under stress, think about our happiest moment and picture ourselves there. I have found this exercise futile many times in the past. But this one time it worked
With no effort I could remember my stress free moment.
It was a working day afternoon. Since it was my day off, I decided to go shopping. My friend took me to a mall I had never been to before. The crowd was almost nil and the ambiance was serene. It was just the two of us all along. And my happiest moment was, standing beneath a fluorescent lamp showing off my hair color to my friend.
Now all I want to be is at that moment, when I was not planning for the future or being gnawed by the past. Just happy and at peace.
This one’s for my friend who accompanied me that day. Fyi, I was the happiest when I was with you.
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Tagged with Gratitude
I am starting to like this whole idea of tagging. That removes one burden of my chest, choosing a topic my family can read, ( that is without getting enquiring phone calls from the rest of the family).
Gratitude: Feeling or showing that you value or appreciate something that has been done for you.
What’s coming up next is a much rehearsed harangue .Something which I have been practicing from childhood for my Oscar night. I have left out little additions like Woody Allen and Walt Disney. So in the future if/when I win an Academy award or a desi version of it. (That would be the National Award and not Filmfare), you can go grab a sandwich while I start the “Thank you” speech, for you would have heard it all before. And Bullsh thanks for tagging me (in all your laziness). I am grateful.
Now for the listed 8 . I start with what I refer to them as, their relationship with me, Followed by blahdablahdablah…. I use the word teach in a million places, cause teaching somehow is related to gratitude.
NUMBER 1
UMMA: Rightly guessed that’s my mom.
You have a million reasons to thank your mom . And I am planning to say almost every conspicuous point here. So here goes
- Essentially for having faith, and for building the same in me. She almost never advocates her beliefs, but somewhere it’s inspiring enough to seep in.
- For letting me be me, as different as I am from her. Though she half heartedly tries to change me into the conventional daughter. The very fact that her effort is half hearted explains that she is ok with who I am.
- For all the sleepless nights she has spent taking care of an ill me.
- For cooking delicious food each and every single day
- For always rising above and against circumstance and being the strongest lady I have ever met
- For imparting in me the 1% gene that makes me normal
NUMBER 2
Ikkikka : My one and only elder brother
- For, at a very young age, killing my arrogance. I donno what kind of a self obsessed arrogant devil I would have become if he hadn’t tamed me down with his timely pinches and thrashings.
- For dropping me at every place I had to go (read tuitions), irrespective of what time of the day it was and irrespective of his own busy schedule. This is something he keeps on saying I would never have done if I were him.
- For being a cool friend all through childhood and a big brother all through my adulthood (that would be the past three years)
- For, in spite of all the embarrassments I have put him through, almost never throwing it back at my face.
NUMBER 3
Vappa: My Daddy
- For never ever putting me under any pressure to perform. And for making my mom believe the same.
- For not scolding me on the day I bought back my brand new hero pen with a broken nib. [It was the first day of my pencil to pen transformation, and my dad had given me this hero pen]. He brushed it off without a single word of reprimanding. This should be why I still am utterly careless. But this is also why I have never lied even once for the fear of getting punished.
- For making me read tough journals at a very young age.
- For the 99% of who I am. Be it good bad or ugly.
NUMBER 4
Rakhi
1. For showing me what it means to be humble. 2. For striving me to do better in every aspect of life. 3. For dragging me, that particular night, to Ernakulam for my company recruitment. A teary and completely broken down me* would never have, without her persuasion, even attended the interview. And so I am indebted to her for my job and hence indebted to her life long. 4. For instilling an undying (well deserved) faith in my mom that I am safe if she’s around. 5. For understanding me as weird as I am.
NUMBER 5
Amma: (My maternal grandmother)
- For being the only one in the family I have ever wanted to impress.
- For keeping her standards so high that I work harder to meet them.
- For showing me what the word capable means
- For teaching me that freedom is what we earn for ourselves and that you can’t blame anyone/anything for it.
NUMBER 6
Atha: (My maternal grandfather)
- For teaching me the glory of mystery.
- For making me realize there is something called matrimonial bliss
- For proclaiming that silence never means submission
NUMBER 7
Friends
These are God send creatures who emerge from no where at some place or time to help us, guide us and just to be with us. I cannot help mentioning few names.
- Reeba : For being the first to make me feel worthy.
- Abilash : For being the most inspiring classmate
- Lavanya: For tolerating the kiddish pain that I am and yet for taking care of me.
- KC: For just being KC
- Rajeswari : For the affection and advice
- Sreekanth : For showing me the bigger picture.
- Satish: For always always being there
- Prabhanjan: For keeping me on my feet during every form of trekking
- Amit: For teaching me that sincerity is the truest of all emotions
And now for the most important one
GOD:
- FOR à NOT making me the first born of a Somalian farmer
- FOR à NOT making me the illegitimate offspring of a lovelorn couple who end up throwing me on the road or railway track.
- FOR à Providing me with everything that’s best for me. Though not necessarily what I want.
- FOR à Letting me have faith in him.
So that’s my harangue.
I tag Deepak sir, Parasuram , Arun and Deepti.
* Why I was heartbroken. Read this.