Agle janam Mohe Bitiya hee Keejo

"Agle janam Mohe Bitiya na Keejo"......this is a song or just a line for many of us but for few women, girls this is the reality of their life. Each and every day of their life they might be cursing the God for making them a girl.
In our country there are still so many horrible things which are not eradicated yet. Like girl fetus slaughter and prostitution. But in a way its better to kill the girls as a fetus itself instead of pushing them into a hell called brothel.
The prostitution system is nothing new to us. It has been followed for a very long time before they were called tawaifs who were talented singers, dancers and poets.
 But not only the girls who are pushed into these kind of professions but in many houses women who are leading a very happy life as per the SOCIETY are also singing the same song. In brothels the women are exploited and tortured by outsiders but for many women, are tortured mentally by there own people whom she would come to leaving each and every person who has been important to her from the day of her birth. We leave our friends and family suddenly in a day and are expected to accept some stranger family as ours and love them, trust them and serve them. But in return how many of us are getting it back.
 though many houses might seem very sophisticated happy homes but what is hidden behind those sophistication only the woman of the house will know.
 I have had many friends who have undergone this torture and few are still going through this. Why is it that only we women are the sufferers or why is it that all the sacrifices for the family is expected from us only. There are many WHYs which has no answers.
Sadly our media which has to educate people about the postiveness, is preaching only negative things. Switch on to any soap opera you can just find some crying female, dominating husbands and in-laws. Cannot we show some equality and educate people instead of showing things like these stupid Saas - Bahu soap operas.
These soap operas have very bad impact on people, and I am sharing this today because I have seen the impact that these has on people.

When are we going to change the song line into "Agle Janam Mohe Bitiya Hee Keejo" ???? This is a big question mark in our life.

Relationship

Many of us will meet a person by whom we are very much impressed. we listen to his/her advice or take their suggestion for everything that we do. We might also say that we are very well connected to that person.

But how many of us stop there. Many a times we forget who we are and try to become that person that we forget to connect with our self. We are very happy to announce that we share every thoughts of ours with an other person. But how many of our thoughts do we share it with our self. How much do we know about our self.
 What I am sharing on this blog is  my own experience. All these years I always thought that I am very close to my sister with whom I am able to share everything. But i never realized that I was totally a stranger to myself. I was behaving with different people differently. That is, in the way they wanted me to behave. I this circus I forgotten the original me. Whom I am searching desperately now but sadly it will take a lot of time and energy to find me.
 It is a very sad condition or a horrible condition for one to be in where they have lost them self or forgotten themselves. Thankfully for me I have beautiful people in my life who made me realized that i have lost the original me that is, the originality in me. I was fortunate enough to find it out at least now. I had become so duplicate that now i am realizing that many things that i have been doing had no originality at all and i have been copying from any person with whom i would have been impressed due to which i have lost the entity that is me. Now i am on the quest of searching myself.
 For me the real journey has started now. Of course it is not an easy path. There are lot of turmoils that are going on inside my mind and also lot of tugs that are going on with the people around me. But I have come to a realization that we cannot achieve anything without a struggle.
I am putting all these things into writing today because I don't want this realization to go away from me. This write should always remind me that i am in a quest to find my self.

Thanks to people who noticed this and set me on the write path.

Before we relate with others we should relate to our selfs.

GENDER STEREOTYPE

If you are a woman,

Have you ever wanted somethin

g that is considered ‘manly’ ? Like a basketball, a cell phone, a dog, a camera or a new laptop? A new car or motor bike? Ever wanted to be a pilot? A doctor or not a nurse? And the manliest want of them all – The remote!

As a kid did you enjoy playing with a bat and a ball?

There was a time when books were considered ‘manly’, women authors had to pretend to be men – would you say books are still rather manly – women should want to embroider and crochet?

If you are a man,

Have you ever wanted something that only women are supposed to want – like bags, shoes, clothes, creams, perfumes, babies, flowers? A peaceful home and a happy family? Have you ever been afraid of the dark or of insects?

As a kid did you ever want to play ‘teacher-teacher’, cooking or did you like playing with a doll? Have you ever enjoyed cooking? Bought something in pink? Loved chocolates?

So here is my list of gender traits:

1. I HATE PINK, and i love blue.

2. I love reading books, give me a book and i don"t need food or sleep till the time i finish the book.

3. I was famous for jumping compounds of my house (sometimes our neighbor's) unlike any girl. Of course i was also yelled at from my mother for that. The best thing was when i fell from my house compound in my second year of degree (i was so proud of telling everyone about it and my mother was ashamed of it ;) ).

4. I used to do all the outdoor courses at home like going to shop for getting things, paying bills, going to the bank . As all these are still considered as a man's job , i have added this to the list.

5. I am too independent, i dont like if i am accompanied by anyone where ever i go.

6. I like to travel a lot, explore new places.

7. i love watching thriller, mystery filled movies and also horror movies. This same pattern goes with th the kind of books i read too. i am not too much into romantic novels and movies.

8. I dont wear any make-up stuff except kajal. I also dont know how to apply make-up, eyeliner esp has always been a mystery to me.

9. I like to hear about bikes and cars, although i dont know much about it, i do like to listen to conversations about these.

10. I always wanted to learn how to ride a bike.

Life is a bunch of roses with thorns,
Few get roses having more thorns, few get roses with less thorns.
But how is the amount of thorns determined has always been a mystery.

Life is a mystery.
For which there are many revelations depending on the different perceptions people have.

Life is a play, where everyone are just acting.
But there are many who have a sub-play in the play called life. But how long can anyone enact and stay like that. How long can anyone stick to the sub-play? May be the people who have created this sub story also cannot answer these questions.

Life is filled with emotions like anger happiness, hatred, joy, frustration, relaxation.
How can a single person handle so many emotions?

And then the ultimate question, what is life actually. There is no perfect answer for this even though there are so many answers.
May be this is only life........many answers but still known as an unanswered.

26/11

26/11, each and every radio station, TV channel, newspapers, Indian websites are talking about this. Just an year back the terrorists had created a tremor in whole of India by attacking major places in BOMBAY. Many people were killed because they were stuck in the place where the terrorists planned to create the havoc, and many people died trying to save the people stuck in the hostage situation.
What did we, the people who were not harmed on that day, who were not there in that place on the day the attacks happened do??? Nothing, we just felt bad and talked about it, cursing the government for lack of security. What did the opposition do?? Again criticize the government. What did the government do??? As usual what each and every government do when a crisis comes, PROMISES. Each and every minister promised that the only terrorist caught doing this will be punished. And again as usual we the people believed it and as usual are still waiting for the justice to be done.
For god's sake I know we are peace loving country and believe in humanity and always follow on the path of our so called father of nation Mr. Mohandas Karamchand Gandhi. But everything has a limit, stop giving the royal treatment to the person who killed hundreds of people, who killed many brave officers. What the heck is the government doing keeping KASAB alive and spending the public's 31 crore rupee in keeping him alive. B*****Y heck its our hard earned money that you are wasting to keep a murderer alive. Its not only spending the public's money but also you are insulting the martyrs of the 26/11, by giving royal treatment to the terrorist instead of executing him.
Its also a message that we are sending to other countries that even though you come and kick our a** and kill our people we do not trouble you but we make sure that your life is made easy, because that is what our great father of nation has thought us.' Show your other cheek to the person who slapped you'. But we are forgetting that he lived in the previous era and not this century where if we follow his preaching then the person will not only slap us on the other cheek but also will put a bullet in our head and go.
Its high time we stand against the misdeed and stop running to America and complain. Its high time we solve our own problems. Its high time we stop fighting amongst ourself about state's name and language.

50 things about me

Well u might be thinking that i am very much obsessed with myself, that i am writing so many posts about myself. Well its my blog if i dont write here where else will i write.
So here goes 50 things about myself:
1. I love myself a lot.
2. I am an introvert but was in an assumption that i was an extrovert till last year.
3. I love music nd listen to music whole day in the office.
4. I sing at the top of my voice while i am alone, nd also while i am riding.
5. I am too blunt, no wonder people call me rude.
6. I used to wear braces for around 2 years.
7. I hate shopping , i know i know that gals love shopping. But i am different.
8. I hate pink and hate it when my mother nd sisters get anything pink for me.
9. I love coffee, nd can leave on it for full day.
10. I am 5"1", yeah u r right i am too short, but good things always comes in small packages.
11. People generally love to take my trip..i dont know y.....ll surely let u know wen i find out.
12. My room is blue.
13. I always fall sick....dont know the reason for that too.
14. I have learnt Carnatic music for 8 years from 3 different teachers,but cud never take the exam.
15. I am a chronic worrier.
16. I was always early to college and now am always early to work.
17. I love the food available on roadside.
18. I love chocolate ice cream, only chocolate huh.
19. oh most imp, i was born on 18th April 1987.
20. My zodiac sign is Aries of which am very proud of.
21. I am a worst moody u can ever find.
22. My mood changes like Bangalore weather.
23. I love loafing around.
24. I hate it when i am told not to do something.
25. I never thought i would start a blog and would write something.
26. I am the laziest person in the whole world, if u dont believe me ask my parents.
27. I dont believe in love.
28. I dont like wearing make up. Yes i know in few things i am weird.
29. I have chubby cheeks which i hate and not able to get rid of.
30. I wanna have a puppy as a pet but not allowed to have.
31. I have long hair which i shall be chopping of as soon as my mom gets me married.
32. My school was just 5 minutes of walk from my place.
33. My mom hates me going out of town without her as she is tooo protective.
34. I hate possessive nd dominating people.
35. I can speak 5 different language nd wanna learn a foreign language, but dont knw wen m i gonna do that.
36. I have a worst memory and i can never remember people's faces.
37. I have a passion for good voices.
38. I can be the meanest person when i want to be.
39. I love being sarcastic.
40. I have read all the novels of Jeffrey Archer.
41. I cant sit for 3 hrs in a theater and watch a movie.
42. My handwriting used to change everyday when i was in school...... in fact it changes even now.
43. I love changes.
44. I am famous for wasting my time by doing nothing.
45.I have 4 elder sisters, yeah ours is a big family.
46. I am the most pampered one at home as i am the youngest.
47. I am still afraid of ghosts.
48. I love riding my bike even though it neither has brakes nor mirror.
49. I love chocolate with anything.
50. I love being right.........

Ok enough i cant think anything else to write now.
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Me

Am back after a loonnnnggggg hibernation .

Last night I was just thinking about myself and wat are general opinions of people about me. As usual everyone complains that i still have a child in me. Well, I dont know y everyone has a problem with that coz i am very happy that i havent stubbed the child in me. I think everyone has a child in them but they stub it saying that it wont let them be so called mature and responsibled person.

Do we really have to kill the child or stub the child in us to become mature nd responsible. I am very happy that i still like those small things that a child likes. I love getting drenched nd playing in rain , i love to sing loudly when im riding or walking on the road and don't care of people giving me stare. And I also don't care if anyone don't wanna walk next to me or come with me coz they feel embarrassed . I am happy to retain the innocence in me. I just dont give a damn to others who tell im immature or not responsible enough coz i still run when i see an ice cream shop.

Well people if u don't wanna enjoy your life and wanna remain a nerd your life then u do. Please stop telling me how to be and not to be coz i love the way i am.

Bitter Truth

Yesterday i watched Slum dog millionaire, have to agree that i was very much impressed by the bitter truth shown in the movie. But also felt bad that it took an outsider to show us the bitter truth,the dark side. Why haven't any Indian directors tried this,when will they gather the guts to direct movies with the reality as the story............Y cant they stop or reduce making the same movies with the hero and heroine running around trees and singing some senseless duet and start making movies that make some sense. There is always an argument saying that the hollywood movies are considered better than the Bollywood ones, well if the bollywood directors start making movies like dor then even it will be considered as good, instead of adding too many songs with too many actors dancing, y cant they put in some good story that makes some sense.
There are so many quality directors in India with so much potential, why didn't anyone think about telling the dreadful story of the orphaned kids living in dharvi, why are they so busy in capturing bandra and juhu, showing the hiranandani area .
I was telling my sister this movie's story, by just knowing the jist of the movie she got angry and said that 'should they give so many awards to the movie that has shown all the bad things in India'?...........Thats when I thought why are people so reluctant to agree the bitter truth . Until and unless one agrees that truth obviously we tend to remain as if that does not exist at all and as the mere existence of it itself is not accepted obvously no remedy or solution will be thought for it and that remains for ever the bitter truth of our country which we the people of India who are very much comfortable at our respective homes are not ready to believe or accept.

Hooligans/ Barbarians

Finally i am back again after many days , had too many assignments and presentation to cope up with so couldn post anything till today. Mean while my very good freind Buss Buss as i call her is getting married,which has left me in a very big danger.
Buss buss nd I met each other in 10th std, nd tat was the only year tat we studied together and became wat others call best freinds nd we call best enemies. Well we call our self best enemies coz may be the amount of fights that happens between us nd the intensity of those fights can only be between 2 worst enemies. We literally kick each other and behave like the hooligans or barbarians wat ever u wanna call us.....
But ofcourse no outsider was allowed to interfere in the fight, and after the big fight we were served with the best meal or brunch by her mom and then the full day chatting used to start.........oh im gonna miss all these once she gets married nd goes of......cha y should gals always go away wen they get married............
well an othe r debatable topic...........ll think and then post something on it. For now tats it........

Helpful Strangers

Sometimes wen you are in deep trouble and u think that you wouldn't get help from anywhere and suddenly some stranger comes and help, might be a person who is riding or an auto driver.
Once I was riding back to home from college wen suddenly my vehicle stopped in between the road, i thought that there might be some trouble in the vehicle but then i realised later that there was no fuel. My bad luck there was no petrol bunk anywhere near by and i didn have the stamina to push the vehicle till the petrol bunk which was pretty far, and to add on to my troubles my vehicle had stopped in a slum kind of area which made me even more frightened and i didn have currency in my cell phone to call any one and it was getting dark.
Then like a miracle came a saviour, a person who saw my vehicle stopping in the mid of the road and me struggling with the bike while passing by, came back and asked enaithamma yake gadi illi nilskondu ninthe(what happened y r u standing here with ur vehicle)? I told him my problem, after listening to me he said ond can athva bottle idre kodi petrol thand kodthini(give me a bottle if u have i will get u the petrol), but i didnt have anything ,then he asked me to be standing thr ,made his wife stand with me and went and got me petrol from the bunk by taking a can from the bunk person.
He and his wife were very kind to me, the lady told me not to worry and make sure that i reach home everyday befor it gets dark and also to take some other alternative route.

Turmoil

She sat thinking why things like these happen only to me always, Y do things that she thought impossible always happened only in her life.....Why???????????
. She never thought that these things would ever happen to her, she thought she was one practical person who would never fall in love, forget falling in love she wouldnt even think about any person, but then this person who is he , why is he troubling her like this, is he troubling her ???? yes he is how happy she was before speaking to him, infact she is happy now also, but then this happiness is something different. something which she never felt before, she is happy that someone likes her, admires her......but will she be able to tell him that she too has fallen in love with him. No ....she doesn't have that much of guts,thats the reason she keeps ignoring him wenever speaks about it.

Finally she decided that she will tell him that even she likes him. She came home full happy that day, till then she was in such a confusion that she used to be in a bad mood which all of her friends had noticed and questioned also , but as usual she was never able to xpress herself. but on that day ,she was happy again, she was back to herself which she had lost in the confusion for the past few days.
But her happiness did not remain for longer time....she was waiting for his call that night ,waiting to tell him finally .........but wen the call came she could not tell him anything at all. She was late as usual, he was getting married to someonelse,but kept on telling her that she would be the love of his life..................

Relationship

When i got this in my mail, I felt tat i should share with atleast few people so im posting it here.Hope everyone ll like it.

Boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage.They were a Loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes.When the boy was Around two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle Open. He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep It in the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot The matter. The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by Its colour and drank it all.
It happened to be a poisonous medicine Meant for adults in small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother Hurried him to the hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She Was terrified how to face her husband. When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child ,
He looked at his wife and uttered just five words.
QUESTIONS:
1. What were the five words?
2. What is the implication of this story?
ANSWER : The husband just said "I am with you Darling"
The husband's totally unexpected reaction is a proactive Behaviour.
The Child is dead. He can never be brought back to life.
There is no point In finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he had taken time to Keep the bottle away, this would not have happened. No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child. What she Needed at that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what he gave her. If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would Be much fewer problems in the world. "A journey of a thousand miles Begins with a single step." Take off all your envies, jealousies, Unforgiveness, selfishness, and fears. And you will find things are Actually not as difficult as you think.

Airlines our usual adda

In our final year of degree me nd my frnd R were known to bunk classess. Thr wasnt even a single day in full year when we have attended all the classess. The second home for us whr we went after bunking was Airlines hotel on Lavelle road.Its an old place whr the waiters have been working for almost 15 years and probably are the most arrogant waiters for the first time visitors. Well for us it was our second home till I joined MBA and R got a job,so all the waiters over thr were extremely friendly nd good to us. I call it our second home for us because we used to sit thr whole day i.e, from morning 10 to evening 6 for me and may be till 9 for R.

But now the only time we get to visit our previous second home is on weekends only , but the time tat we spent thr can never be forgotten. I still wonder how come we never used to get bored even though sit for the whole day without having anything to do...........

Me nd Blogging

I didnt even know wat were blogs, wen my frnd R who is a poetess told me to check a blog created by her i didnt have a clue wat she was talking about ,so to mk sure not to hurt her told her tat i would check it., but never did so.......i know R u would be the first one to check mine....so im sooooooo sorrrrrrryyyyyy.
once i started my internship nd started getting bored of job came across a blog called avalokana by mistake nd loved it through which i came across many blogs like hallucination.....thank u ppl if in case u ppl read this by mistake..........so i started writing after i got inspired by these ppl...........
and i dont even know if anyone will read this but im happy finally got some place to write......