IF

If you can keep yor head when all about you
Are loosing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you
And make allownace for their doubting you too,
If you can wait and not be tired of waiting ,
Or being lied don't not deal in lies ,
Or being hated ,Don't give way to hating ,
And yet not look too good nor talk to wise .

If you can dream and not make dreams your master;
If you think and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat these two imposters just the same ,
If you can bear to hear the truth spoken about you
twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools ,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop down and build them up with worn out tools .

If you can fill the unforgiving minute
with a sixty second worth of distant run,
Yours is the Earth and everything in it ,
Which is more you will be a man ,My son .

Rudyard kipling

He makes so much sense

My eyes search for thee

I looked yonder and saw your face a little hidden,
but there you were there through the
curves and bumps of that road ,
over the bridge and into the county .

Through long nights and fall time ,
With every passing breeze came your voice calling out for me ,
Your the one who wakes me up from my dreams at night ,
Who I feel I've spent my child hood ,
Part of my fantasies ,
Part of my future ,
Art thou still there helping me through all my battles ?

Aren't you the one who sings love songs and writes love notes
Oh I'm halucinating again .
Wish you were here .
Were you here ? have you come have you gone ?
have we ever passed ?


PS : is for that charming prince who might have come and gone but my eyes still search for thee

I sure did have a time of my life

Hi folks

This exclusively is for MCC union 2005 - 06

Love you guys alot !

Another turning point a fork stuck in the road
time grabs you by the rest directs you where to go
so make the best of
it's not a question but a lesson learnt in time
It's something unpredictable but in the end is right
I hope you had the time your life .........!

The year that passed was awesome all thanks to the union ,.

From freshers day making orange juice !
To cul week's dus dance and our crowning glory
Cul- ah! 06 House Full ! wasn't it a grand year .....?

To take you down memory lane .......
Last year at the graduation day we met as strangers wondering if these were the creatures ,especially our honourable president had doubts about our lovely asst. cul sec Sam .
I had about my fellow treasurer Nidhi who talked inseccantly, coming from me she's quite a talkative one don't ask her about rockets or B'lore routes she will never stop .
Well no one believed me when I said there is a Ganesh tok and Hanuman tok in GANGTOK !
goobes NOW YOU KNOW ?

Anyways after this we had Me teaching our 'vice' prez to sing
"one one hindi song one one day two two lines"
so I started with "Kal ho na ho " To the car reversing sound it was in 'shruthi 'but the rest just laughed .

Then me ayesha aka Shakalaka and bola joblessly watched anaitha's video of Malarey instead of attending classes .We learnt the whole song language of course was no barrier .

We then met during the vaccation a rather serious meeting which of course our dear shakalaka preeceded.

Then the year began with us doing the registration for Bus services which after our tireless efforts didn't happen !
Then came Freshers week which resulted in an orange U- room and sore throats as we had two big cans of orange juice which jeru got high on !

When Cul wek came is when catastrophy struck we saw ayesha in full wrath
"I want sponsors " "what the hell do you think your doing "
"where is the money" "this is just sad " "I want more money"
" Can you not sit on the comp and go out abd gety sponsors !"

To Frankfin- "You think you can fool us I would tell the head office if you don't give us the money in full this is unproffesional behaviour " Ayesha threatning to kill our sponsor

Those were the days were Ayesha was possessed literally I stayed away
platinum sponsorship ....! rUN AWAY !

After our efforts we made alot of money and both the treasurers became friEnds whilst bola got yelled at for ditching me between her Chickpet trips .

Well then came Sports day and Teachers day the less the better
Niknish it seems for their faces !

Finaly Cul- AH! Started work work work and eat food from little emphire with sweat shirt money !
u thought I didn't know ayesha !

Well Cul ah ! was just awesome it rocked we actually did it !
Just the day before
Ayesha gets the jitters yells at us
Bola puts one of her many tantrums "shut up kiki"
"ur being mean to sneha " like I care
anyways between all that we tried to keep sane .
The day before Cul ah ! our shakalaka throws up and is ill so we like good friends go to her house at eleven in the night her initial re actions "ur kidding me " ur mad "
latter reactions "your kidding me " .

Well that night was the best our bitching session went on till 3 am whew ! it was too cool .
Then we had to pick up IIT boys at 5am so I with my 650 hair cut
went to the station and combing my hair did work "wink wink "

Cul- ah! went on like a dream and on the finale we danced and cried

Tears of joy of accomplishment of sadness that it was all over and of course Fatigue .
PS: heartless Ayesha didn't cry as she was "de -hydrated ! "

Well monday was our teat the one big union family .
Feasted in THE leela .
While me and nidhi carried hunders of hundred rupee notes !
I was high on Champagne .
The bill was 15000 .
Our photos were real good .

and from then on I wanted to write this peice for you guys " the Union "

Moments these are moments of love
Moments come walk with me now
Moments (go high ) if we are there or not there tomorrow
we shall remember
Walk don't think.... It's a small life after all
Tomorrow if we meet then it will be our good fortune
We if there or not will remeber you ...........

Loved every 'moment' spent with you'll .
I will cherish this year cause you've made it so special .
I wish we would always be friends .
I wish you'll allthe happiness in the world .
I wish this year would rewind .
I love you'll .

TO our shakalaka "bhooton ki rani shaitano ki mallika "
Jeru "jeru niki"
Bola i love u Text twist and tetris rules.
Sam COME ON" lalus "
Rithika we'll tie friendship band next year I'mstill trying to make friends
Nidhi "Rumchick ramba " will miss you and your adventourous car trips
and our kids pu reps chen nehal and sanjana

Cheers UNION we are the best
Thank you

Cry cry clap clap
remember these "moments "

Art thou Indian

Ok i'm not being prejudice but it's some common very desi
charecteristics that most of us indians have

You can always add more

Your Indian If :

• Everything you eat is savoured in chilli powder dripping with oil or filled with ghee .
• You still use steel utensils .
• You re-use plastic boxes that you get free or as take ways .
• You re use gift wrappers aluminum foil and gift boxes .
• You can't leave home without fod in your bag .
• There are at least three people who come to see you off at the station even if your going only for a day
• You address all ppl older than you as uncle or aunty .
• You live with your parents until your married or for ever .
• You have atleast ten second cousins and discover new relatives at every social function .
• You buy things at discount sales or when you get free gifts with it .
• You always like to know whether its a "LOVE " or "ARRANGED" marriage .
• If your at the airport your standing next to the two largest suitcases .
• You think it's normal to attend a party two hours late !
• Your children are named in rhymes like sita and gita, bunty and monty, kinni and pinni .
• Your children have pets names which is no where near to their original names like keerthana and chickoo!
• You talk at leat for an hour at the front door before saying good bye .
• Your parents wioll tellyou not to care about what your friends think of you but they will not allow you to do things because "Uncles and Aunties " will not approve of it .
• You use grocery bags to hold your garbage .
• You own a rice cooker or a pressure cooker .
• You fight over who pays dinner bills .
• You majoured in law medicine or engineering .
• You never use measuring cups while cooking .
• You've never stood in a queue .
• You make long distant calls only after 11 pm in the night .
• You keep bed sheets on sofas so that they do not get dirty (my mum does that) .
• When you dine out you think that 10 Rs tip is enough .
• It's embarassing if your wedding has less than 600 people .
• You list yoyur daughter as "Fair and Slim " no matter what she looks like !
• All your tupperware is stained with food colour .
• You have mastered the art of bargaining .
• You watch soap operasor atleast love commenting when your family watches them .
• Every festival ensures new clothes even if the last festival was two days ago .
• You cry when the hero dies in the movie and curse the villain .
• You wake upto the loud speaker blarring god songs in the morning or your grand ma chanting .
• You love home made sweets and snacks .
• You enjoy anything that is free .
• You love cricket and Sachin Tendulkar.
• You comment about the government but never vote .
• You think use of Contraceptives will cause serious problems .
• You tell your children that babies are given by god and never talk openly about SEX .
• You feel that loosing your virginity before marriage is a sin .
• You believe in good and bad days and other such omens .
• You believe that God will punish you if you do not feed the poor when someone dies in you house .
• You Love America and wish to get a bridegroom from there for your daughter .
• AND most of all you loved reading this .

hope you guys agree .

Hmmm

Why the fuck did you have to come into my life ?
I was so happy in my cucoon of ignorance.
Was happy living my life and trying to put all the things that happened in the past moving ahead .But in you came bringing bedlam .
I didn't ask for you .
I was least bit attracted.
I braely noticed your presence or absence . You didn't even exsist .


It was you who made the first move and several more steps after that .Why did you make this foray into my reverie breaking its silence and peace showing me light and promising me the spring and suddenly vanishing .
I didn't beg for your attention ask for you to approve my exsistence nor pleed thy love but you strode right in took liberty of my lonliness and beningn nature
came close made me dream and made me morose .

A sense of Deja'vu prevails what is surreal and what is real I know not
Were you actually there or was I halucinating ?
Did you even care may be I was one of your many play things
that you chose to pick use and throw .

Does this all mean the same to you as it does to me ?
or was I just another person who 'was' in your life someone in the past .
Someone you'd want to forget .

Guess these questions will never be answered and thats the way it should remain for I fear it will say things I don't want to hear things I'm happy being blind to .
I fear it will cause too much harm.......... much beyond repair

Are you thinking of all this
I'm sorry but yoy will always be my best friend
sorry I didn't feel the butterflies or the rush

ps: was written after I broke up wid my first boy friend .The first is always most special
awww those were the good old days where there ppl to write for but alas !

The sri sri sri aura ......

Well the much hyped ' Sri Sri bug ' caught my darling mother too.
The result I was dragged much against my wishes .
I whined screamed argued with logical reasoning but nothing worked .
Friday evening I was faced with the ordeal of looking from my terrace at the Jakkur areodrome, a thing i generally like doing but not today
when my mother insisted I did the BREATHE IN AND OUT !
It will calm you down I mocked and laughed.

But alas ! the next evening was an ordeal I was dragged to the venue to see the GURU who had attracted several lakhs of people and who's affinity brought several more crores .

I reached the place sulking thats the only thing you can do with mothers .
We jostled through the madening crowd, people turned up in real large numbers it was packed .
I wondered how many fools exsisted .
How could another man tell you how to live life or rather the art of your life ?
Aren't you the sole owner and moulder of it ?

Nonetheless the sight shocked me there were over 3800 musicians on stage .
A grand symphony it was called and they played some famous Tyagaraja and Dasa Krithis with such grace I was moved .
Suddenly the atmosphere changed into a peaceful shrine and the crowd was so behaved it was as if I were attending a funeral !
The crowd sat through everything with deep reverence rarely making any noise there was no clamour or clutter all was still peaceful and maybe sacred .
What striked me most that so many people had so much faith in this one man who wore white attire and a serene smile upon his face .
They had come from lands far away just to catch a glimse of this man
what did he have to have drawn peole in such magnitudes that too ?
Where they troubled looking for answers , solace peace .
Why did they travel so far ?
Did they belive that this man could change things make them happy probably give them the strength to fight ther daily battels ?
Hope they found their answers .

The collective faith really moved me and much to my apprehension I joined in the bhajans the jubliation of god .
I sang unabashed clapped and felt like a common devotee who had come with faith and hope .
Even if you don't belive in this it's just that by being there experiencing the collective faith your drawn subconsiously to join in .

I must I was impressed during the meditation session thre was pin drop silence .
I'm in awe of this magnetic GURU
really it takes alot to make people come year after year its just phenomenal .

I ME AND MYSELF

* I am not insane but live every minute in it
* I don't believe in prejudice I hate everyone equally
*I love myself the most and those who share the same point of view
*I loathe criticism and ppl who don't agree with me
* I'm a true narssicist
* I believe that my prince charming would come in a shining armour
on a black horse but alas he just rode past
* I'm a dreamer thats my favourite occupation
*Food and music are must haves daily for me to function in a normal fashion (depends on what you'd call normal)
* I start my day with a prayer (my mother would be glad)
* I am taking classes on how to walk and sit like a lady and not to forget how to cook for you have to be armed before you set afoot in the marraige market !
*I am melo dramatic in every sense I like to feel the world revolves aaround me !
*Yes I'm asked this question every other time
what do you want to do in life ?
god damit you think I have a clue ?
If I did I'd probabaly tell the whole world
* I love love love books it's my sanity pill
* I love talking especailly if it's amout me and the day I don't talk means it's fatal
*I like being with ppl but tend to enjoy my company the most
* The perfect day would be just chatting with my friends nothing feels better than a good bitching session
* I make people laugh but I aint sure it's at me or with me but does it matter ?
* I hope to become a stand up commedian most ppl think I'd do a swell job
* I am sacarstic and so love it
* I'm horribly optimistic how do you think I survived all these years ?
* The most embarassing thing ever after short listing several many.....
In a mime solo competition the judge asked me to cahnge attire so i acted and very seductively did the strip tease until all the clothes had come off (i mean acted not literal) the judge said nothin then he takes the mike and says it's not cange ATTIRE but change a TYRE
haha what a good laugh in an all boys college !
* After several trial and errors I've come to the conclusion there is no such
thing as perfect man \guy just as Ufo's they'r imaginary
* The most over rated and over used word is love see I've constatnly used it too
* I'm the most impulsive senseless but cutest thing I never think before I talk hence suffer from the foot in the mouth disease
I can't be angry with anyone for more than a minute
*I just love my self and my life
OK folks if you've lasted this long I must bow and say thank you

Nothingness

Does is always feel this way
to stare into space
without a thought devoid of all emotion

looking at the blank spaces

passing time by just hearing faraway morbid voices
chattering in gibberish
unhearing not making sense

just breathing and not respiring
just seeing but not percieving
just walking not striding
hearing but not listening
holding and not grasping

paralysed to ground
wanting to say so much but when you
open your mouth no sound comes
wanting to laugh and jump but your body is frozen

as if numb refusing to take orders
to feel to hear to see to think
a tidal wave of nothingness

probably this is uncomfortably numb....

My companion

My companion

I got up rather noiselessly but he had woken up too
lifting his eyelids he gave me that smile that just melts you
moving my sheets I wondered how could anyone be so cute
he looked at me longingly as if wishing the night would have lasted longer

I wondered what attracted me to him that I allowed him so close
it was as if he always exsisted I love him and he dotes over me
What would I do without him getting off the bed
I smile thinking of the night that passed longingly I caresses him he kisses me all over

Can there be anything more pure than this love it's strange
and I thought love can never happen ......

It's time to start yet another day I pour the coffee in my mug
and make porridge ready for his breakfast ,
He's watching me while I do this as if he would some day repeat this chore

When it's ready he knows comes right by next to me waiting for his meal which is his right
I pat him and place the breakfast for him
he wags his tail and barks in gratitude and goes to drink his pooridge

oh my doggiee my faithful shadow,my companion

School .... paradise

This is just about my last year in school
I am dam senti about school...
go ahead call me an emotional fool may be I'm that and more
BUT I LOVE MY SCHOOL

Cheers to Xaviers YEAR 2002 - the year that was

As i walk down memory lane I can't but smile so many things in just one year !
I can picture myself in school uniform sitting outside OUR class 10th "B"
and talking and laughing basically being centre of everything .
Right now what image flashes in my mind is me standing there and seeing everything
rewind and seeing myself just as an obserever and a different person in uniform with amu,leesha ,pra,cammi,sruthi just doing my thing talking sitting on the bench outside class,
those steps it seems like it was ages ago.

My heart beats with immoderate desire to just go feel it and come back for just one more time.
School is over I can't believe it. My audi, Sister Emma,
our seating arrangement for ICSE how triumphantly we came out of the
last exam but I felt bad cause I knew it was all over .


Our vows never to seperate to keep in touch always and forever how
good they sounded how void they feel now yet I accept the bitter truth thats life .
My last day in school the pain , agony of seperation the anxiety over
what tomorrow has in store for us the unseen foe the fer of loosing
whatever I have made and at that time I felt close and impotant to.

The way I cried cause I knew the golden era was over of carefree days and free laughter
The way we friends studied for boards from 4 am to 10 am Physics the number of books I used .
Geog how we rembered with boys names ! Eco how I cursed .
How unsure we were yet how cool and calm oh ! there's a month to go , a week to one day to
THE day to the end of it all .

The last time we would wear that blue uniform to the last time the
gates closed to me as a student refused to give a shelter
refused to acknowledge the fact that I was still fresh and young
ignoring the fact that I didn't really want to leace the warm cocoon of school
I wanted to capture every moment every image every experience
and store it where no one could tamper with it .

The last time I looked at that board ST. FRANCIS XAVIERS GIRLS HIGH SCHOOL
blue yet warm and inviting .
The gauva uncle the cycle stand beckoning to visit them as often as possible .
Those friends I knew that would go away with my 10 th std .
That innocence that would be lost in the harsh tough world
that warmth and love no one would ever greet me with .
That smile of every teacher that I would miss. Those values experiences , friends
that I would thank my stars for .

All those lovely memories that time would make more immemorable
and treasure every moment of school life something I can never forget .

Sister Emma and her quaint ways, June singh, Sheefa matthews ,Chandrakala,Neera, PARVATHY, Stupid head Prabhavathy, Jennifer, Sharma ,Hazel, Solomon our basket ball coach , place near the wash basin,Four friends , 5 "B" and 4"B" ,Rumplestilskin, Tiger bomb to 10 th std IT'S been
a beautiful journey a life called school and experience called beautiful and a feeling
called fantastic .