Here it is!!!!

What I am today, is what I dreamt I wanted to be. There have been times I was pretty jobless and day-dreaming was my full-time job. I think dreaming is a precious process of focusing on self-analysis. It is the time when you are not actually BUSY with other stuff. I talk loudly when I dream, so my husband says. Now, that stops me from cheating on him, no, just kidding

There have been n number of times, n tending to 100, I dream something and it happens in real life and it feels like a dejavu. I don’t like to be in that kind of situations though, because I can usually predict what the outcome is going to be in real-life because I have seen it happen to the minutest details in my dreams. My Hindi teacher, Mr. Nagarajan, denied its possibility stating the fact that we all dream in Black & White. I don’t think it applies to me though, since I am divine, you know.

I believe if you want something so badly, all that you need to do is to keep dreaming about it VIGOROUSLY. Ha ha ah …now you know why I am a lazy bum Hey, but seriously, maybe Sir Isaac Newton was indeed dreaming in his nap below an apple tree that he was going to become a SIR , when the apple hit him and gifted his dream to come true:)

Laughs apart, dream ,dream, dream…..

dream, dream, dream

My entry to Writer’s island http://writersisland.wordpress.com/2007/11/20/writers-link-the-dream/

I heard in a tamil movie trailor "Love can hapen at first sight or even without seeing the other person. Friendship on the other hand, requires to see, interact, and takes quite some time to bloom." Can’t agree more. Sometimes, I do get confused between friendship and feelings of sympathy. Do any of you get into this?

Stronger friendships are the ones that withstand the test of time and life events. These are the ones that bring a smile to you when you recall the warmth shared years ago, even if that friend is not nearby. Or not even a friend anymore. I think that is also a mark of true friendship, that you love that friend of yours even if the feling is not mutual.

In a friend’s house I read this - Every friendship starts with a decision to BE a friend, not to HAVE a friend. We all know how true it is.

There is another one I absolutely adore: Friends are like good books, you don’t hold them at all times, but know where to find it when you need it. Most of my friends fall into this category. They don’t require me to call/email/chat with them often. But we know we are there for one another. As said in my previous post on Chak De, I am blessed in HR

Entry to Writer’s Island: http://writersisland.wordpress.com/2007/11/10/prompt-friendship/

I do not like romantic movies based on a male and a female act of mating. Maybe because I am one of the lucky ones who never had a problem in that area. I should add, that is the only area I am blessed with and of course my friends and family, meaning I am blessed in HR

Also, I hate being a sports spectator, I have always been in the arena unless I am waiting to get a medal, YES, I am a very proud sports(wo)man. I am physically fit to this day.

So, when I saw Chak De DVD, decided to rent it out, you must be able to guess how much I was stressed and wanted ANY kind of deviation from reality.

I can go on and on about Shahrukh’s role as a coach, music, team-spirit, et cetera, but I am not going to. Reason being: THERE WAS ONE THING THAT CAPTURED MY ATTENTION

Are we Indians discriminating Islamic Indians? The movie started with KABIR KHAN, captain of Indian National Hockey Team, having a penalty shot and losing to PAKISTAN, immediately he is painted as a traitor and a social outcast. People want him out of the country. You may assume it is just like any other cinematic moment. But think about it, are Muslims in India given a fair chance? Or are they always considered a foreigner? They pay the taxes too and they have their history here too! What is that makes us assume we are more entitled of being an INDIAN than them?

There are many reasons I LOVE INDIA, but the most important reason I will never come back is the fact that We Indians DISCRIMINATE on sex, skin color, sub-caste, caste, region, religion, and anything else. And of course $$$$ Why is India so bad? Why do we need to sing Saraswati Namastubhyam in a Public School? Will Hindus accept it if THE Thiranga had green on top and Saffron at bottom [I hope I don’t stir wrong emotions]?

Why is it that I pick a nice bottle of Mango Jam and put it down because it says MADE IN PAKISTAN? What wrong has that Mango grower done to me? Maybe he has kids to feed and needs my money just like a kisaan in India. Do political borders affect humanitarian emotions? WHY,why, oh why…?

It is at this point I need the CHRISTIAN Serenity prayer

Hot, humid,salty

scalp that is wet and shiny

skin is glowing with the tan

body is slim due to all the running behind public bus

In the bus-stand,

there is a boiled peanut vendor,

you can add purply crisp pungent onions,

finely chopped red tomatoes,

green chillies and corriander for extra,

and enjoy the lengthy wait for a green bus to show.

Due to peanuts,

you tend to forgive the crowds,

and learn to wait longer, happier.

Zen-like.

I love Madras!

I miss Madras!

Entry to ‘Optional Prompts’

Every breath taken is work done

The moment you realize it, that becomes laborious

Unaware - it brings life to you

Aware and controlled - enlightenment

Aware and uncontrolled breathing leads to stress.

Same applies to all WORK

we all do it all the time, as a mom, friend, daughter, sister.

The instant you think of it as a task

the beauty and charm goes away.

All that remains is a low-level job.

Entry to http://totallyoptionalprompts.blogspot.com/

This too shall Pass!

This particular quote keeps me going when I am down. The other all time favorite one is ‘winners never quit & quitters never win.’  Somehow, I believe those who win are not necessarily the smartest or the strongest, but people who stay the longest. One fine example will be George W. I make my share of fun of him, but deep in my hearts I admire and respect him for one thing - he did not give up his hot seat. He knew how much he was made fun of, right from the start, all primetime shows think he is an absolute idiot, and they are correct too. But what made him run for 2nd term? SHEER PERSISTENCE. C’mon, you have to salute to him for that, even if he is a doughnut,

I once was fortunate to have Mrs. M. Sivananda Rani Abhiraman as my math teacher. She told me several times, over a course of 2 years, many insightful things about myself, but one that I remember in particular is when she told me ‘there is no shortcut to success. Hardwork and Persistence are the only two ways you can reach it.’ When she said that I couldn’t care less. I was quite good at stuff and had a high grasping capacity. But 10 years down the road, when I was doing my MBA while being a mom for a 2 year old and on teaching assistanship, it all came back to me. I always thank her for saying that to me while she knew I wasn’t "listening" and was in my TEENs.

WINNERS NEVER QUIT!

Now, 2 years after MBA, while I am still trying to make a career, everyday I tell myself of this. Also, life has indeed taught me it is not the smartest or the strongest, but who stays the longest that wins. There is one thing I tell my daughter time and again: Practice makes perfect and she agrees too, now that she is only 5

I maybe right or wrong, but I believe having faith during hardship is the only way out.