THE BEST CELEBRATION EVER!!!
Wait let me stop smiling....:)
Well..to start of it has been almost 2years of hostel life...and for those who don't know what hostel life is all about.....all that I can say is "you are missing something!!"
All the times spent together ,morning through night,all the midnight maggies,all the coffees and teas,the night-outs during exams,still shamelessly going to the bakery having loads of portions untouched, to all the treats,Sunday lunches,all the missed calls to blank messages, the stupid fights to unnecessary tears to wholesome gossiping...and lots many more!!!
I wish to narrate the best birthday celebration ever!!The important thing is that it was not my birthday and yet I was wished;)
We had our internals coming up. And as it goes we were up studying late into the night.I was in my friend's room. On that particular night, life was normal till 11:45p.m. It also happens that one of my class boy's birthday was also on that day with whom my close friend was being teased !! ....As it struck 12 all the girls of my corridor barged into my friend's room(where all of us were) and began to wish her. Simultaneously there was a lot of activity happening in the boys hostel;)
All of us began wishing her "happy birthday !@#$%".....
Amongst all the commotion my close friends began screaming "Happy birthday Madhu!!"
I was shocked...at the same I was blushing as it was somebody's birthday too;) The rest of the crowd who didn't know anything about somebody were like" Madhu ko kyon wish kar rahe ho?"...then my friend told " Uski 'somebody special's' birthday hain aaj...usko wish karo"
Then everybody began screaming "Happy birthday Madhu" very loudly..:):)I was speechless. It was too much. I didn't know how to react...say thanks or to resent. Whatever I did or tried to do was a total fiasco!!It was definitely a give-away!!;);)
I started getting messages and calls from my other friends in the other floors.
If all this was not enough my friends even made me cut a cake....easily available was a mango and a mousambi...it was then neatly arranged on a plate...on a small box was a lighted candle!!I was made to blow the candle and then cut the fruits(cake)...
After a lot of debating it was finally agreed that even my close friend would cut the cake with me that night.
Ooof....we then cut the fruits and distributed it among all our friends....all of us managed to get really small pieces but it was the best fruits I have had!! I was very happy!!I was all smiles and giggles:):)
The next day in class all my class mates wished me a very happy birthday with smiles...(they all knew that my birthday was on 14 Nov!!);)...and yet they wished me:):)
Oh it was the most spectacular celebration ever!!I felt very good. They had made my day!!I don't know how that 'somebody' celebrated the Day...but I truly had an amazing time!!People had to remind me to stop smiling that day!!!:):)
The only sad part is that I was not in a position to wish 'someone' that day...but it is never too late.Wish you a very happy birthday!!!
Bottom line being dedicated to only my friends...I love all of you... Thanks for being there for me and thanks for making me feel so so special!!....mmmuaah to all of you!!!:):)

MY PERSONAL DIARY
Hello everyone ....this is not a blog but an excerpt from my personal diary... so got it guys it's personal!!!Move away from this page!!

Feb 14[sat]: "Today was a fine day,a very bright day ,the moon enlightened the cloudless sky,the heavenly breeze carried a message,a very special one from an an equally special person........"



Wait!.....Why are you reading this? Didn't you get the message....dude this is personal?When it is written very clearly above that it is personal....you ought to have understood!!Don't you have manners?What the hell did you learn in school ah?
A personal diary is a PERSONAL diary...a person's deepest thoughts are written in it!!!Cheee....sad!! Where has the world gone to?...No respect,no values and absolutely no ethics!!!
Infact that mahaan who put up such a thing as a blog is the one to be blamed.....Ufffo!!But in a way it is good. Thanks to the blogger that I got a chance to actually know what the world is like!!....One should be very careful!!

STUDENT ISSUES!!
We generally have viva following every internal. We have to go to all the teachers of the department (HOD included) individually and it lasts for about 5-10 mins. But as it goes that our viva is for 40 marks they make it 4*10..meaning 4 teachers and 10 marks per teacher!!!...This is the general protocol and I fairly guess this is a much better way to assess students and grade them(note: I am using the word better). Firstly you go to the teacher individually so whatever happens inside is only between both you...meaning if getting scolded was an issue then only your teacher is scolding (which like happens every alternate day!!) when nobody else is around!!:) for it can very embarrassing to be be insulted amidst your friends.


Now coming to why I used the word "better"...Now in the 2nd year...this is not the pattern of viva!! Now it is called Tutorials!! What happens in this is that... we are divided into batches and each batch is assigned 4-5 teachers respectively(again HOD included). We are made to sit according to our roll numbers and each of us is posed a question and if one didn't know the answer it is passed on to the next in roll!! And the marking scheme is like 1 or 0.Wait...the question is passed .....not before you get a piece of the teacher's mind!!! It goes to that level where our teachers even ask us which text books we refer to!!:( OMG it is pretty nightmarish!!:x


This system is nice in ways more than one...firstly when others make mistakes you also tend to realize where you could go wrong,plus the teachers discuss the topic and it ends like a group discussion with marks!!It is re-revising the topic with your teachers in class of 25(not 100). Finally after one session of disgrace we prepare better for the next one:)


Now coming to the flaws...the first candidate is the most fortunate one (unfortunately not me)...for he/she get the most easiest question...most of the times it is a definition!!..and the ones towards the middle(this is where I come) get the modified difficult versions of the easy questions:( our questions always start like...What do you think happens when......?,Why should this .....?Can you think of other examples....?...and so on...:(...all these are very subjective and it requires explanation which is never satisfying to our teachers..they want so called short and crisp answers!!("ans to the point" is what we are told!!).


Hmmm anyway lot of things can't be changed...Teachers are always right and customers are always right!!....lol. Students are students!!! What is a student's life without scoldings? An exam without tension? Viva without fear? All this is a part and parcel of student life...:) with which happiness comes along as an UNLIMITED PACKAGE!!! :):)

"USING THE GIFT OF GAB"


Hello everyone!!
I wish to recall an incident that happened during my visit to my uncle's house in Trichy about 2 years back. My cousin( my uncle's daughter) was in 2nd std then(about 6 years old). I am very bad when it comes to talking or playing with children. I only get along well with my peer group. So no matter how much my cousin tried to involve me into playing housie , her barbie or her kitchen set , it was a total disaster. Then I actually found myself beginning to enjoy my cousin's company , her innocence , etc( I had promised my mum that I will be nice to her).One of the most important reasons why I began to like my cousin is that she had a wonderful stationary collection!! I know it might sound funny but I too have a very huge stationary collection!! A variety of erasers,in all shapes and forms, pens , crayons...ufff and what not!! Then during a casual chit-chat my aunt happened to mention that my cousin keeps losing her stationary in school...and for every one thing that she loses she makes it a point to buy 2 of it as compensation!!.(secret of her huge collection!!)


Later while playing with my cousin I told her
Me: "Nee school le unnode thingsla thollachittuvareyame eppadi?"
[You lose your things in school itseems...how?]
My cousin: "Aaama...Kizhe vizhuntha naan edukkarthille"
[Ya if they fall down I don't pick it up]
Me:"Kizhe vizhuntha edduthu ko."
[When it falls down pick it up]


Okay this was it and after few more days we left for B'lore. After a week or so my mum called them up. I also spoke to my cousin and then my aunt. My aunt then told me that after our visit my cousin didn't lose her stuff in school. I was flattered that my words had been effective. However my aunt went on to say that now she even brings others stuff also when they fall down!! :D
It was hilarious!! I should have spoken carefully asking her to pick up only her things when they fall down.


Well this is a very small incident but it kind of made me realize the importance of speaking carefully. We might mean to say something else but how the others take it...that we don't know!! Maybe a lot of misunderstandings , misconceptions are because we speak very carelessly. So choose your words carefully before speaking and please think before your speak!!

A PEEP INTO OUR MIND!!!


This is just an insight into the complex beings that we are...and the so many forces that drive us ahead!

"What kind of person am I?" "How do I react to things?" "Am I right?"...If there is an answer to all this then comes..."Is the answer right?"...Well all of these are rhetoric questions and of course there is an answer to all this...but the answer is not apt all the time.We are just a funny bunch of people living in a funny world trying to make sense of so many things which actually does not require it!!

We meet a lot many people in our daily life,face a lot of situations,encounter hardships,battle odds....we enjoy some,and definitely wish that somethings had never happened!How we react to many things is unpredictable...it just happens in the spur of a moment,but we do regret for it(maybe a mistake) later on for which we may not be responsible.So what's the answer?....Experience?Smartness?Presence of mind? Wit? Patience.......???Well,that's left to you!!

There are so many people in life whom we just like for no reason..and it pleases us to believe that it requires no reason to like them[there maybe reasons to dislike them...blah!!]It is very funny that someone just walks into your life...and lo!!Abracadabra...life is a bed of roses!!Funny but true:)We call them good friends,friends,partner,better-half,mentor....
You could love your best friend,your teacher is the most beautiful person,thinking of someone special could make you smile,your husband could be your best man!!It is ironic but true...that the person who loves you the most ,whom you love the most..become your greatest weakness!!Cheers to all these people who kickstart our daily lives and drive us ahead!!:)

Back to the situations that we face everyday.Like said before it is unpredictable the way we react to things.I could bet anything that "people" will react just the way I don't want them to...lol;)Moral of the story..."expect the unexpected"!!

Weakness manifests as anger,a sign of cowardice, and smile is a weapon of power!!Silence...is a tool often noticed in it's absence.I am sure all of us will agree regretting for not having practiced it.Parents preach silence,teachers command silence,prayers are said in silence,exams are conducted in silence...lol!!
Silence is a language understood by the very few..and thus it is aptly said..."Speech is silver and silence is golden".

Whatever is said and done..life still remains a mystery unraveled..and each day is just a new page that unfolds!!So don't worry too much...what it needs is, just to be lived and nothing more!!

So dream big,and just live it for life happens only once!!Cheers!!

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CONGRATULATIONS!! WELCOME TO THE CLUB!! CHEERS!!:)

Welcome back!! After having written about my first day of hostel...I think that it is also worthwhile to write about my first day of college!!!
But this I am going to write in the form of a poem which was written by me not on the first day,not even in the first year...but in a theory class in the second year!!![P.S:This poem is not to display my poetic skills but to show how effectively time can be made use of!!]
This is what I have to say...

I was not in the mood to spin a yarn,
For there was so much,to study and learn!!
Something that got over in a jiffy,
Yes, a poem..so here I go!!

Proud and honored I walked into Medical school,
And tried my level best...not to look like a fool!!
The others too walked in with their heads very high,
But home was all that I cared about...Oh sigh!!

Then came the subjects-Anatomy,Biochemistry and Physiology,
But I guess it all depends on Psychology,
Missing home was my aetiology,
The only reason for my mind's Pathology!!

With all my might,I tried to overcome my fears,
But in vain,my eyes were blinded by hot tears!!
For Bangalore was my final destination,
And all the above...
not just a figment of my imagination!!

My first day of Hostel!!

Hello everyone...this being my first blog I have zero ides as to what to write about.Then I decided upon writing a very uneventful yet memorable(don't ask in what way) day of my life..........so here it goes!!
Hassan-The city of JOY has been so rightly phrased:).Hassan,a city about 198kms from B'lore was not one bit a prominent place in my Atlas till probably that day when I went for my CET counselling and took up a medical seat in Hassan Institute of Medical Sciences!!Never did I realise that ,that day which saw nothing but tears(absolutely no happiness for having got a medical seat...the hostel factor dominated!) was only to translate into fun,enjoyment,fun....and just unlimited fun!!!.I just couldn't have asked for something better!!
Now it happens that I am the only daughter at home and am just not used to lifting even a finger at home!!So after lots of advices,crying and more and more advices I head off to Hassan. I was suddenly in a room of 5 people..all new faces and really bad atmosphere(this was my view on that day).I could just flee from there..I probably could have even disapparated...lol.My parents had left for B'lore just that evening around 4:30pm.Back in hostel I managed to smile a few times,say a small hello,ask some selected people their names(read:I am a 100% bad mixer...But yes I definitely talk when I am spoken to...I don't make the first move!!).The not-at-all wanted dinner was sad:(.Then as I went back to my room..one of my roommates Manasvi Chennakeshava who hails from Coorg was my first could be "called a friend types" you know!!Both of shared a pretty good rapport..and our acquaintance started off well!!Just as I was beginning to help myself feel better...I had a sudden uneasy feeling which made me head to the bathroom...and I am in no position to describe the events that happened later on.....
All that I know is that I called home at 1:00a.m complaining of severe vomiting and an even more upset tummy:(.My parents who had just reached home at around 9:00p.m had not even closed an eye(they were you know... missing me;)].They left immediately at around 1:30a.m(i.e about half an hour after the call)...and drove their way back to Hassan.I could call it a feat that my dad accomplished for firstly..it is not easy to drive after a 4 and half hour long drive with just a gap of about 3 hours...secondly my dad strictly does not wish to drive in the night after 9..and lastly it requires a lot of will power to be able to drive after hearing the news that your only daughter is sick or in fact very sick the very first day of leaving home...:(...you see my parents are very weak when it comes to me).My parents then reached Hassan at 4:30a.m(my mother still complains of the speed with which my dad drove that day)..and around 6 we packed a few clothes and set off to B'lore!!What followed after that was food poisoning-bland food-medicines-5 days leave-medical certificate-Sunday before the Monday I was to leave again!!!Now what happened after I went back is another or rather continuous experiences..which I will narrate later.
Well this was my first day of hostel which I will never ever forget!!!