cold lines

Snow drops melt
To form a trace of their existence
On my window panel
Im freezing …
With no one to melt me back
To what I was made of

Im stung by the freshness
Nature is offering me
Making my nose all pink n cold
Something different
Something I chose as my dream

Im working hard to get off this feeling
Of loneliness and misery
After all, this is what I wanted to study
The elements of nature
In its raw stature

I brace my self up
To face all that life has scripted for me
In this chilly place
Be it snow drops or waves

If it is my dream it is meant only for me…

rUdEnEsS pErSoNiFiEd

A rude world is what I see ….all sides all dimensions …..No fear …just plain rude …want their work done ….no kind of extra interest or knowledge in anybody else’s work
….the very purpose of living is undefined for them …
‘Mam, I want an answer sheet’....’yes one second let me sign it and give you’…’mam I want answer sheet NOW’ is what I heard today ...in my examination room …the poor old teacher didn’t even have time to stop and explain to the girl her difficulty in walking fast and just thrust it at her neighbor to pass it on …I just spaced off during my exam thinking..How rude can the world get …is there some kind of limit or were we just born to achieve our own needs? then the buzzer rang indicating the completion of an hour and I had two hours more and I hadn’t even finished 20% of the paper …so my consciousness
Got the better of me and I did finish the paper well before the others …

But really …does anything go thru the person when they are being rude...Or is it just instinct …or in the genes …or just carelessness...Don’t they ever feel alone...Uncared for …get headaches …don’t they ever be inefficient or are they perfection personified all the time ?

Does anyone feel the way I do about a particular thing? …no…every person is made with different steel within …that’s what makes this world bearable …other than the usual traumas ….’teachers don’t mean what they say when they are cross with you’ Is one of da MOST common sayings in mah school …well at least that’s what my friends say to comfort me the umpteen number of times my project gets shouted at or my inability to remember that particular answer !...but DO they ? Shouldn’t they be knowing the best interests of the child …haven’t they ever done something wrong in their schooldays …do they know the traumas of today …the vagaries of my heart.the loud thudding of my saintly heart when it senses fear when images of circuit diagram flow like a motion picture confusing me at different frequencies by the growing minute in my sleep?

Huh… try answering them ye all …one of my best friends just went through an operation before da exams and still was forced to write the paper and yupp she has managed to write all the papers ….that’s what my school expects ….puke or die ….YOU HAVE TO WRITE WRITE WRITE …yeah that lill twist turning into a smile might come on your face but that’s reality for me and well yeah might sound innocent and normal …but you know what ….

IT’S ANOTHER BOWL OF RUDENESS I HAVE TO SWALLOW EVERYDAY

diwali dhamaka

diwali ...i like the way it's spelt to the way its celebrated ...everything about it ...usually i fall sick on all important days ..my bday ...pongal ..diwali ..etc ...but for a change this diwali my immune system showed its true inner strength n i managed without any particular illness ....enjoyed every bit of it
started the celebrations the day before diwali itself ...waited for my sister to turn up after work by painting diyas...watching tv.....mostly ndtv lol ....n yeah my sis came at last n we started putting flowers over the rangoli designs in the entrance of mah house n all ...then slept around 12 ...got up at like 6 am ...little late for my family waking up time tho ...(thts like 4 am on diwali n all)...
then sat thru pooja without fidgeting that much !....sang a song also ...i think i saw the gods closing their ears hehe ...then came all the hallaboo bout how we wer all looking in our brand new outfits ..lol i was called the 'Id' girl ...cuz well ...mine was a strawberry pink salwar stitched punjabi style and wore silver accessories so kinda looked like i was fasting lol so well the name just stuck on for a while
then came the bursting of crackers ..dint wanna ...but had to ..sigh wen do things happen myway !...then we went to mah uncs house ..tried to catch some stuff on tv but missed all the importan shows so jus lazed around for a change ...
ha then it became like evening n we went for early dinner to park shereton ...sigh dint like one bit of it ...but dint loose much saw actor prasanna (tamil)..yeah hes kinda toned down so lol was pretty much happy ...n yeah before tht we visited mah other gran's house ...me made a bag for her out of handmade chart paper ..hehe poor gran n filled it up with cadbury's stuff
then came back like ten ...sunk into bed n dassol !

neway had a great diwali ...n hope all of ya had a good time n watched all da programs on tv unlike me
neway see ya n keep well
manasa

i,me,myself. again

um well hilary duff fans (excluding me)
dont get ngry wid the following poem ...kinda in line with her song which goes 'i am'

I am

A weirdo
A psychic
A sport
A creep
A poet
Wonderful
A worthless pile of mosquito droppings
A quieto
A creative pile of god’s junk
A verbal tissue
A terrible reminder of sins
A heart throb’s nightmare
A scare crow
An athlete
A movie buff
A singer in my own rights
An admirer of me
A Leo
A constant trouble to everyone
A predictor with a capital p
A bored humdrum
A cruiser thru my dreams
An achiever
A pig
A bore
A winner
A basketball player
A dancer in my own rights
A contributor to this world
A sicko
A non-workaholic
A last minute worker
Stagnant
A mood lifter
A spoiler of the same
An enthusiast

………………

I am me

wIsHiEs

Wish I cld make things better for ya
Wish I could change your world

Wish I could take charge of things
Wish I could make it all all right

Wish I could have made things better
Wish u hadn’t moved on

Wish I could have moved on with you
Wish I could take things back to what it was

Wish I could hold on to this loud silence between us
Wish u never go away

Wish I still form a part of your strongest muscle
Wish I could remove you from mine

Wish I could take care of myself
Wish I could take care of you

Wish we had ended off in the beginning
Wish it weren’t the beginning of an end

A pOeTiC TuNe tO mAh FeEliNgs

I’m in this world,
Where my fingers know
More than my mind
My heart, a vivid watcher

My imaginations,
My feelings
My desires
Take the full throttle front seat

It’s this feeling that keeps me,
Little of the sane I am
Or else what else cld have motivated me
Of all people to design a small part
Of winter collection for a show

If it weren’t for this feeling,
I wouldn’t have got an A grade
In the language in writing in

If it weren’t for this feeling,
I wouldn’t have got such great friends
To my credit

If it weren’t for this feeling,
I wouldn’t have danced the right leg
To the right tune
To win the dance prize

If it weren’t for this feeling,
I wouldn’t have done half the things
I’m getting credit for

If it weren’t for this feeling
I wouldn’t be me ....

me against (as usual) myself

i want myself back
i want all dat i had back

im selfish
and i dont like to lose
especially in the game called life

i want to be the person i was
i want the people
who were, in the past, right next to me

i dont get it
how can i not be
if god himself is so selfish

im no angel im no devil
i cant hold back my pain, my tears,
my soul for so long

im breaking down
tearing apart
hating myself

i want myself back
i just want
what i had before

what i loved before
what i enjoyed before
who i cared for before

who i loved before
where i lived before
i became like this

i want my life back
please.god

~worthless~utterance~

sometimes u have to push urself to do some stuff ..immaterial of whether u wanna do it or not ....i did experiance this a while back ...i guess wayyyyyyyy while back ...i was forced to join basketball ..a cool game in its own way ...i joined bb coaching in 5th standard ...one word of objection n one whole controversy ...so better silence than severe words ....i shut... i played ....i played well ..
then mah team mates got jealous ..the usual cat comments cat fights wtv happened ...i din give one shit ...i was innocent
....i was one of the few hoo got recognition from mah bloody coach ....i din no he was so #$#@$%$&^&*@#!@ at tht time ....as usual ...favourites r not meant to stay ..i moved on ....or rather down according to him ....n pari replaced me ...i stood by the side ...silent ...inconspicuous ...vertically inclined ....silent again
i played along ...helped ....she converted ....i passed she converted ....i praised ...it got into her head......n all coach has got to say is ...DONT ATTEMPT ..PASS IT TO 'HER'....N YEAH RUN ...
we won the match today .. wid me chucked out in the first quarter ...praying wid all my fingernails bit to the very end ...praying wid my full heart ...mah coach jus sat down after two quaarters saying HE LOST HIS HOPE ...damniiit all of us got up n cheered on wid the score cards readin 0-9 ....fervent prayers screamin out of mah lungs...without mah own conciousness ....a hundred mispasses ...a 1000 erratic attempts n yeah we won ...
i dont want one heck of the damn glory shared by pari n s.u(another team mate) or poornima or shwetha ...i jus want ppl to realize
i want ppl to realize ...its not abt throwing out a team mate jus cuz she made two erratic attempts ,....n keeping in a #$#%#$^% player even if she takes 48727349834938 attempts ..one not reachin the basket ...its not abt passin mean comments .. its not abt playing ur best ..

its all bout trusting a person ...trusting to the extent tht u know she'll never letcha down ...keeping her weakness a shadow n not aa a sunshade ...its bout beleiving in ur team mates ...till the nth second ....its bout letting ur team mate call on ur cell even tho u know its gonna cost u all the rechrge uve got ...

its all bout putting ur heart to it

life undefined

That bulging curiosity …that fervor to kill someone …tht first second glance …that desire to hug someone but u know u its not possible ..that killer instinct that popped out of nowhere land….that emotion that makes ya wanna write ….that burning feeling when someone takes credit for what uve done ….that melting feeling when Jesse sings in my pod…that that heart crushing moment when u realize u cant love someone ….that nerve wracking moment when u know the answer but it just went next door leaving ya blank …that heart clenching moment when that small kid jumps to protect her father in crash …that he-cant-get-any-more-sweeter moment when shah rukh khan is on screen before he dies in kal ho na ho …..That tear-wellin moment whenya realize ur friend did something which is beyond cute for u …….

Well these r some moments which ive put together to define my life

tHaT nIgHt

That night you looked at me
Everything looked right, just then
Just right

That night you pointed at one star
And said it was like us
Always shining, everyday without fail

I felt so good
Right there next to ya
Spending a lazy dusk, happily

I looked at you
All my worries, fears ran away
Right then I knew

I knew you were THE one for me
You cld change me back to who I deserve to be
After a huge trauma, u made me me

I wish I cld see you again
I pray for you safety
In that lovely place

That lovely place called heaven
You are now only mah guardian angel
But will never really be my very own

Tears fall down, full fledge
No use, I can see
Heartbroken, life taken ovah by thgts

Thgts that are the only memoir
Of you and who I used to be
I am clueless

I am clueless when I see
Doe-eyed couples holding hands
And walkin around da park

Walking around like they rule da world
Life is all they want, in the end
The assumptious THE one means nothing to them

I know no one can be like us
Cuz in the end
Our star is still shining, everyday, non-stop

bLoOdY cArInG

Why the hell do I care so much?
All I get in the end
Is nothing as such
Just tears, a gift to redeem my emotions

Wish I could just throw it all away
And get on with life
But I then again I follow the same routine way
Just to get kicked by the thorns of hearts

I might have asked for someone
To care share n feel n all tht
But well by calling u honey bun
Friends are the worst heart breakers

You can’t throw them away
You can’t keep ‘em either
Once you’re into this play
Ur jus left all alone, stranded

Family sounds like home sweet home
After a huge vacation
But all it does is like venom
Makes ya grope for life as was before

Suffocation tension stress
Key words to pass this exam
You’re left in a mess
Thinking its better to flunk

It’s kind of like this addiction
You wanna tell her something so bad
But it’s all written down in fiction
Leading to nothing but isolation n pain

Once Ur with them
U feel all’s right in da world
Until they betray ya behind Ur stem
While your left screamin in self agony

Oh crap why do I care so much?
Why can’t I take this feeling away?
This tantalizing freaky clutch
Over all things uve ever, going to, and are feeling?

my THE ONE please

Washing machine at work
Chugs down what is thrown at it
With utmost ease
I stare at it trying to stay fit

I tap my fingers
Trying to chill
I’m pushed into reality
Without a resistance pill

Those times
Is what I think of nowadays
To forget ‘em …
Fretting freaking n screamin r mah ways

Wish there was a person
For myself
To if not change things for the better
At least gimme the power to engulf

Sure he wld go mad
But then what’s the point
To stay away from mah miseries
And claim to love n disappoint

He could be
The world’s biggest freak
He could
Have an orrible physique

All I want is someone
to care share n feel
to soothe my soul….
Of all things…heal

ode to mah cutest friends

Have I ever told you
How much you mean to me
Even though we talk via chat
N express thru emoticons?

Sometimes I wish
You were right in front of me
To tell you to trouble you
To make u cry why u were born

Sometimes I wish it wld stay the same
We chatting via chat
So Tht at least what we share remains
Even though its thru a monitor

Have I ever toldya
Tht there r times when
What uve told me
Has kept me awake all night

Either making me smile
Or makin me feel all’s right in da world

When the times when u don’t feel right
I feel like touchin this cold monitor
And wishing it wld dissolve
And show the correspondin side

There r also times when ive cried
In front of this comp telling u what ive been thru
Or crying thinking
How more sweet you can get

There r more times when ive fallen down
Laughing at u or with u
Feeling all mah trbles evaporating

The words we have shared ….
Has made my heart to care
Even though I cant count
The miles ur away from me


No wer else I can feel this way
Caring sharing freakin day by day by day

when i was

when i was 5 years ...i wanted to be like my father ..a brave advocate ...won every he dealt with ...
when i was 6 years ...i wanted to be like my teacher ...english teahcer ...raji mam ..she was chooooooooooooooooooooooo cuteeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee n still my fav teacher evahhhhhhhhhhhhh

when i was 7 years...i wanted to be like my then friend nivedha ..she was so perfect in everything ...i wanted to be a replica of her

when i was 8years ...i wanted to be like anya ..an old friend again ...confident ....like the world belonged to her
when i was 9 years ...i joined my nu school aka dav ..i wanted to be like rashmi ..still a good friend of mine ...sincere innocent ...loving

when i was 10 yrs ...i wanted to be like this senior of mine called anjanakshi ...she was like ultra uber cool ...n was in her twelfth ..she was like god to me

when i was 11 ...major takeover for me ...into the sixth ..now my school was all girls school after sixth ..so i was all for all girls stuff n stupid things ...n used to love my then social teacher girija mam .... i was an admirer..
when i was twelve ..i was a very very weird girl ...did weird stuff..got into weird moods ...but well basically remained sane ...i had a crush on this HUGELY STUPID GUY ...n am still wonderin how i clda fallen for him !..but still i used to admire him tht time ..cant take it away !sigh

when i was thirteen ...i was like so excited fr everything ...leaving me tired and angry ...mad i was ..i used to admire my sc teacher ronita mam ...mannn EVERY SINGLE DRESS OF HERS ..SHE HAD A MATChN PAIR OF ACCESSORIES ...lol we made her sing kabhi alvide na kehna (old song) tht time ..mannnn it was awesummmmmmmmmmmm thts why im like so crazy behind this nu srk movie

when i was fourteen stresseddddddddddddd days ...ninth std ...record submissions ..bla bla...showin off wid mah lab coats ...lol ...got nu friends ...admired them then ...same level now too ....

when im gonna be fifteen ...i wanna be me ...i wanna prove myself ...to me ....wanna show off my talents ...get into WEIRD moods everr so often ...feel like killin myself at times ....get all tired out for sports practise sessions ..
now i admire me ...now i admire my emotional health ..i admire my depressions ...i admire 'things' n not people whoo go thru them ...cuz im goin thru much more than all ppl i wlda mentioned above ...maybe not as much as they r goin thru ...but atleast i have never gone thru so much way back from wen i was born until now ...staring into space drin the free times tht i get ...writin out crappy stuff like this whenver my math load is lesser compared to the day bfore...
i can go onnnn
but well dont watcha to fall on knees n beg me to stop ...hehe have tht much respect for ya ..
teeeeceeee
manasa

a stressed princess's story

a broken heart
a measly whisper
trying hard to get
out of this life a crisper

torn between two worlds i am
one,a lovely blissful one
no tensions no expectations
no one weighin on me a ton

another ...a stressed out invitation
neither am i able to reject or accept it
stuck in between
im just sitting around, hard hit

i shut my eyes tightly
my only means of evading fear
but still mah heart thumps away
sensing a tear

i move around
read a mag
listen to flipsyde
nothing happens
my eyes sag

raindrops come down
hard n forcefully
i stare at it
thinking cynically

why do i always feel,in this world
like an unwanted pound


all i say
adds upto a feeble sound ...

aS ThE TeaR fLoWs

a crushed soul i was wen i was seven ....seven yrs of pure innocence ...nothing to do ....jus njoy ur chilhood....many say childhood lasts till bout like 12 ...but nope ...not for me at least

i was shook back into reality when a loved one left me forever ...a person who i used to love...trust...trouble...shout at ...and in the end hug ....things changed i was thrust into a new school ...a very strict school compared to mah lovely lill old one ...yeah i have found GREAT friends ...via telephone ...via partnering via internet ...via writing ....n i dont even wanna count em ...now when im on the brink of fourteen years gonna b fifteen ...im faced wid challenges ....

pressure to study ...pressure to outshine...pressure to excel in everything except what im good at ....n oh yeah DEAl with the partiality mah school is known for ..no im not trying to put mah school down or nething ..its been a great number of years here ...won medals won friends ....got a hundred ..dealt with the 99s ...now im sighing ...a back ache ..a head ache ...filled with regret cuz im not able to concentrate on what am good at ...yet to make a decision on life ...journalist or designer ...commerce or science ...shld i show off mah dancing n writing skills even wen im put down by so called seniors ???

yeah i know ull be facing much more pressures than me ...pressures uncalled for ..

but first i hafta deal with myself n then get to know the tuffs faced by ya

im still grouching around ..wishing i cld die ....but staying alive for what i have acheived ...for people who have made me come so far ...for the things i might get to do later on in life ...

glowing globe

A gleaming globe around me
Separating me from the rest of the world
From the miseries, sorrows, torture n trauma


I get to have all the fun
No payback time
No installment for happiness
Nothing called a tear

I smile with a glowing face
My body accustomed to mechanism
Rolling and flowing
Along with the varying variety of mankind

I peer through windows
To see the various withdrawals taking place
Do in-depth analysis of the the human feelings
Weird hallucinations
All at one go

Sometimes I wish I could break it
For the suspense is killing me
Or other times I think
Of what miracle ive done to achieve this boon

dull tones

A bright sunshine
A day to myself

This little stream trickles down
My feet playing in n out of it

All my fears...Miseries
Blocked out n locked in a dreaded corner

My happiness fuelling me again
A once in a lifetime feeling

A bird chirps so cutely
The only living voice ive heard in a while

Shutting myself out to race a deadline
Is what ive been doing,
Depriving me of human connections

As my wet, wrinkled feet trudge down
I drink a steaming coffee

Thinking about what I have done so far
Not something everyone knows about

But some people know… who I care about
And who are a reason for my mere existence

I pull my hair back
And breathe fresh air, life, and energy back into my soul

To keep me going …
To make me beat that deadline

the harsh world

This is how this world
Looks like to me
A test to prove my skills yet untapped
Another just to prove to myself
What im made of

The skill testing exam …
Looks more worth while to others
‘Others’….who don’t care how I go about in life
Were we made to be so indifferent?
Or do we suffice with what we are led on to?

Sometimes I wish I were an angel….
To change the machinery of this world
To let others know what satisfaction one can get
When she helps a person through that extra mile of struggle

But other times I wish things were just the same
So that …the cruelty, the harshness
Of this format available on this earth
Grows tired of itself and gives up
Or either gets wiped out for its own good

One day …all this will come to a close
A close that will witness a new opening
To something new but very much possible
Something which can change the meaning of living
Where we can live with our hearts not under security blankets

buh byeee
manasa

a today or tommorow world

When the sun shines
And u feel nothing can go wrong
Think again…cuz for others
It aint sunshine, daisies, and a song

Yeah, all the time u neednt think bout others
Once in a while u too deserve a break
From this strenuous world, concerned only about excelling
In this process many hearts get hurt, except the ones fake

Wake up today, right now
To realize the indifference off this world
To you, and other fellow beings
To whom issues not concerning them are blurred

Dream of a tomorrow
Which could possibly not exist
As we are the sixth age to be wiped out
And probably have to start over again from a measly cyst

Think again, when you hurt somebody
Forget the pressures …cuz in the end
Human evolution will be a closed chapter
a……misshaped but ever shining gem


hope ya liked it
tata tc
manasa

prejudice policy

hey guys am writing a post after a long long time ...i mean an article ...hehe poems i have written
well wat i wanted to telly tell was ..um wel..it goes like this ...i went to a temple yesterday ...well not only cuz mah exams were goin on....but well i was physically forced to ...by my uncle ...cuz hes like really really like god fearing ....
n well um i was doin mah weekly shopping in nilgiris n kinda not properly dressed for da temple....(shorts n top)....um welll so right i went to da temple wid mah sis ...after like a yr!...n well EVERYONE was like starin at me u no like as if a malaika arora khan or mallika sherawat had entered ..i mean WOAH ...i got really freaked out ..but HAD to do the pradakshina ....with mean stares ...targetting right at me...i was liek HELLOOOO ...u dont even know me ...at least god does ...n i dont think he hell lot minds tht i wear something i feel comfy in to the temple ...even tho i dint ..u no WANTEDLY ...wear it!!!!..

neway i was like how prejudice canya get ...n yeah mah sis came from amsterdam wid some german ppl ...n shetook them to the temple ...n they DINT LET THE TWO GUYS IN ..i mean thts so PREJUDICE .....goddddddddd plz help this stupid mystics out of their realm of da worldddddddd!!!!!!!!!!hell plz!!!

I call it love...

She walks by me everyday
Never though can I think of a thing to say
Every waking moment I think of her
Whatever happens I’m there for her for sure

What, to me, they do Ur daily glances
only i know, the trauma of those post glance trances


And so here i stand
With nothing in my hand

As she pulls back a fragile strand
I can see what she's been through like a magic wand
Feels like my hearts dancing in my hand
Cuz my love is suffering and that’s something I can't stand

Some people have loved and lost a lot, mah gurl
U got to know that life isn’t like a shining pearl
Maybe I’m not the right guy for you
But I’ll care the hell, I swear true

And if we’ve got to part ways anytime after now
You got to know I did love thou
There will be times when everything might go wrong
But for us, u’ve got to stay strong

You don’t always have to flow with the current
Cuz there are things that make ya different
I know I might be saying this too less a time
But ur too cute to be called a dime

I nevah wanna see u cry gurl
Cuz that would make mah world a black swirl
So once again take a look at me
Cuz right here I am, ur prince=to-be


um hey dont get doe-eyed n start crying ...lol me n sushruthi (one of mah best friends) wrote dat now wwwooooooopppieeeeeee n to tell ya thats sushy's debut !!!

lol neway write in bout watya think bout it ...
bye n tc
manasa

excerpts from an exceptional work

oi peeps
ur gonna love this .....the following are excerpts from the newest princess diaries ...well guys jus dont back out on hearing the name 'princess diaries' its one of te most awesumest books of mah life ...n plz plz plz try to read all the stuff below (look at this im gettin so desperado to promote meg cabot's nu book!)
well ...these lines r sung by the characters in princess diaries ...as they have to put up this play called 'braid!' to raise money for the school govt which has gone bankrupt cuz of mia's choice to buy ultra cool DUSTBINS lol ....neway this play is bout mia's grt grt grt grt grt granma rosagunde's story ...chekout da poems


the warlord song
going out to kill and slay
is what i do every single day
no other job would i request
marauding is what i do the best!

chorus:
riding through the forests
when i emerge it's quiete a sight
in a villagers'eyes, it's fear i see
oh, what a blast it is to be me!

the mistress's song
how was i to know
when to him my mother sold
me, that one day i would grow
to love him so ?

though all he does is gape and plunder
to me it's always been a wonder
that when he's done with pillaging
it's me he turns to for his loving


the smithy's song
how could someone like she
ever love a poor man like me ?
when clearly she could have anyone
why would she settle for this someone ?

how could she
ever love me ?

mia's song

though twilight brings this day to close
what comes tommorow none can know
i lie here in this bed of hate
and look to night to cast my fate

chorus:
father, genovia, together we will fight
father, genovie, for the future is tonight

cross my heart and hope to die
my father's death i'll avenge, swore i.

so with this braid i make the twist
that by morning's light he'll not exist!

HEHEHEHEHEHHEHE....now tht was SOME deep stuff....i loved every peice of it ...hope u did!...neway write in if uve become a meggy fan ...or else ...JUS RITE IN

so byeeeeeeeeeee n tc
manasa

An Innings Outta Mah Life

Every willow’s work is assessed
The willow’s relationship with a cork ball is scrutinized
One man is selected
Who, when he plays the game, is possessed

Every spectator in this country is a player
When he sees the game
Each thinks he knows the best when it comes to cricket
Even the history of the wicket

I well am a different kind
More of a predictor cum watcher of this game
Am an admirer of the determination, the passion,
The celebration when an opponent’s wicket falls …all in a vision


My no-nails-after-every-series syndrome
Explains my love for the game
My blood pressure is low aka mundane
But my love for the game makes it insane

All these years of seeing the game
Might make me an expert at facts and events out of the players’ lives
Like when shoib swore at sachin or that rahul has got a doctor as his wife
But telling the truth …I can’t play the game to save my life!

a pulped palpated life

rushing for work ..rushing to the car
notime to talk to mum ..only time for sending an sms
stuffing a sandwich ..no time for her so far

relatives have become a distance issue
her only kid constant resident at da cresh
her husband..better a worn out tissue

is this what we all want?
for this we have left all loved connections?
when all job done ...only that will be there to haunt

fame ..a controversial word in itself
is what everyone strives for ..
but only our potraits get positions in that beloved shelf

so think again when u want that dreaded controversy
in a world already full of it
wouldnt u prefer loved ones, an alternacy?

talking political terms,blabbing otherwise

sigh ..the old baldy is back wid a snoring bang ...the same scenario ..every state election ..well this was the first time i was really really interested rest assured i wlda BEen snoring ..but this time ..this elections we almost saw a silent revolution ...captain vijaykanth won in the place wer he stood (vridhachalam) ...n the lok paritran got at least 10 votes of wat i have counted n bet every iitian wlda voted for them if he/she had some sense in da head ..

sonia gandhi won by over 4 81 000 VOTES!!!..this shows how faithful ppl of india can get when they ever want to be! ..

well i will shut wid my braggin now ! ...lemme update u wid what i am doin in these hols

well me finished like 34 questions (hey answers too !) in social science mannnnnnn history is so damn demanding ...my poor lill fingers say it all !urrm n math i dint start yet (hey dont stare wil start tomm :)) ...n sc i toldya have finished ...eng not even a head start! ill do it like in the lunch break bfore eng class hehehe

well well well i think id better go ..n leave ya to peace!!!

tata n peeseee to da world
manasa

the gala holiday time

hols hols hols!!!!!!!!!!!!


yeah yeah yeah im sounding tooo excited hehe but me DO need to njoy a fair amt of freakin fun ...but me has like 366 sums in math ..like 100 q n a's in social ...like one worksheet in hl (sanskrit)...eng lill compositions hehehe..n sc worksheetwhich me completed liek a gud gud gal !

otherwise ive spent my hols watchin movies ..chillin out ...taking dvds n chillin out again !!!
heheheheheh ....ive made like a whole bandwagon full of nu friends ovah this summer ...i no maybe cuz of the heat they r willin to be my friend ...u no they cant stand me other wise *evil grin*

my sis ran off to amsterdam ....no idea who all shes trbling there ... sighhhh :)
welll as long as shes safe wid mah nu ipod camera n hair straightener EVERYTHINGS fine wid me ehehehehehe ...me not very materialistic am i???

lol ohkie as ive updated all u lucky ppl engh me needs to run now to see my nu potted plant (i potted it alll by myself!!!)

feels proud n waves a hand out to u all
bhyeeeeee
manasa

A Little Out Of Mah Life

My world my lifeline
You can call it the news of the hour
A large share of pie is connected wid exuberance
The life of mine

I live breathe eat
Ndtv –cricket- movies- poems
Not just to beat the heat
But to prove myself, to beat the stress

When Im asked to stand in a group
Where I share the same hobbies, interests
I realize slowly
That I can never be part of a conditioned troop

When I write a poem
It’s like I’ve taken the plunge
I do all the fast furious work
Hoping to find, in my work, a gem

When I watch a movie
I somehow end up remembering
Every intricate detail etched out
Even if its not worth accommodating

I follow cricket
Rather like a religion
Though people around me
Think of it as a mere adoration

I rouse through ndtv
My one and only destination
The only place to which
My heart sends an application

By Manasa Kumar

The Way Of Life

Life tends to preach
Love actually

Life tends to make mistakes
Learn it practically

Life creates illusions
Understand it eventually

Life tends to ignore
But you better act tactfully

Life suspends things when they r on full swing
Capture the scenario gradually

Life tends to preach
Learn it pre-maturely

Life tends to act suicidal
Just act abnormally

Life is believed to be vulgar
Act against it swiftly

Life tends to hide
Go against it pre-dominantly

Life tends to kill
Accept it willingly

Life leaves a glowing dewdrop on you
For godsake smile widely!

ummm u liked it ...this one i wrote like long long backy ...num num num i hafta go now ....as usual leave me wid ur thgtsy n yeah stay safe
bhyeeeeee
manasa

~your knight in shining armour ~

Surrounded by demons here I am
No clue –nothing to do
Waking up in a critical moment
Does it matter if it’s a torment?

They don’t understand what I want
But are connected by a word called family
What they ask I should grant
This part of my life, I wish to oversee

They are the people I don’t really care about
But u girl, Ur the one I really want
That’s what, to myself, I shout
No use now as we’ve drifted apart

You came into my life unexpectedly
Took my social life by storm
You made me follow you around faithfully
Girl you were DA BOMB

We were always together
Living every waking moment with each other
I’m sitting here writing this damn thing
Or rather waiting hopefully for a tring tring

Together we used to party all night
I had no idea it dint mean, to you, anything at all
All the lonely nights ive suffered all right
Sitting alone, like a princess not attending the ball

Now im praying to god
Hoping he’ll spark a light
On what’s been like a cold rod
Ahh wish I was your mighty knight

mauahhahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahaha n u better like it n leave in ur thgts
byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
manasa da grt

A colorful expression of thoughts(hopefully:))

It’s the happy times
It’s the best of days
It’s the time to sing rhymes!
In our own carved ways!


Jump up
Take a golden cup
With all of your life painted in it

Remember
Every stroke made your day
Be it middle of November
Or the sultry may

Daredevil Red depicts
The times you crossed every boundary

Serene little White denotes
The times when you were your own anti-body

That dreaded Blue refracts
The times when you were in the midst of a misery

Carefree green munches
The times when you ate that wicked pastry!

Punchy purple realizes
The times of mind-boggling actualities

Cuckoo yellow splashes
The times when you were worth your own autobiography

Powerful pink tells me
All the gossip and (prom year) atrocities

And at last the doleful black gives me
the times when i asked ur mum ,for having u ,an apology!


lol hope ya liked it leave in ur comment sanyors n sanyoritas urm is dat correct spelling? hehe and and and
take kare
signing off izz
manasa da grt

THE AWESOME FOURSOME

Happy times
Rocking times
All come back
While I’m listening to a slow track

The times we sang
Times we were a gang
To reckon with
Now that’s all a past-a myth

All four of us
World of a time for each other we had
Never was a time I’d call bad
All forgotten and uncared of now..

Tears practically jutting out from me now..
No one, I can share, my other half with
We have no time for each other
All wearing out ourselves like a blacksmith

Every time we saw that unlucky cute guy!
Every time he went, for one of us, sigh!
Just for me, strenuous coaching u people went through!
Brushing through all that, like finding the essence of shampoo

Sometimes I wish I could run back through time
My little sign of hesitation is a crime
Why, I might ask myself –maybe just because..
I don’t want them untouched like this in a dusty shelf

I can still imagine all of us ..
Running around Spencer
Checking out every nook
Like a sensor!

Well I guess those were supposed to remain memories
Maybe they were my life’s coolest accessories
Now new people have come into my life
But never forget u guys will always be my pocketknife

guys that was all imaginary/not true/artificial lots more u can say ! yea tht just shld be appreciated for its lovely poetic nature n yea i guess u can relate it to your olllle times hehehehe
tata n take kare
manasa

stardom-raredom

All the stardom
All the glory
All vaporized

The minute I decided
To step down
-To make the pace of my life slower

I knew I would lose out my place
In the artistic phase of life
-The only place I believe, my talents lie

Now a lill drop of water comes out of my eye
But for what I ask myself
Why cry over spilt chocolate milkshake?

Whoever told stardom is everything
He should do a smiley bang bang
Cuz once Ur obsessed with it, there is nothing left in it

Some one said,
Don’t make something
Your everything cuz,
When something is gone, uve got nothing

Face the world
Make your own signature statement
Do all it takes
For that’s all what it takes

me me me bored so wrote tht googoo gaaggaa um ohkie me goin mad will b back wid another poem tommorow um pity u guys damn badly u know

so tata n take karee
manasa

HO HUM HUM

Ho hum hum
Don’t look so glum!

Look at me
And try not to flee!

Think something good
At least something other than food!

Don’t waste ur chances
By getting into trances

Don’t think ur the best
But make sure thts thought by the rest!

Don’t fiddle wid ur loved ones
Did u forget they too have guns ?

Muahahahahahahahahahhahahahhaaahhahaha thts a poem by manasa the murderer hahahahahahhahahahaa
hehe im getting too many murderous thgts n yeah beware i mite killya if u dont temme how u feel bout the poem (i know ur going -oh no not again)

byeeeeeeeee n take care
manasa

tomb

heya guys this is one of my fav poems evah (i dippi adchufied it from another blog )muaahahha now it aint a crime is it ? i jus love it ..


It was a dark raining night
I was on the way, to my home,
Going through that dark road
Beside I saw a tomb;

I stopped and looked at it
There was a man, crying bitterly
Near the tomb
Showing all his servility;

I walked to him and held him
And said, “He never comes back, who’s dead”
He looked at me
Slowly he shook his head;

“Who was he?” I asked,
“Some one very near and dear friend?”
He sighed and told, “Yes he was”,
“He was my wife’s ex-husband!!!!!!!!!!”

muahahhahhaha tata n tc
manasa the grt

20 n still counting

he he checkout mah nu poem guys


I’m a cogwheel .NOT

Right here I am
A prisoner of word
Not able to express
What lies
Between the walls of my heart
I look wearily round me
The daily monotonous cogwheels
Doing their share of work
Will I be one of the cogwheels ..
Helping this supposedly
Developing country
To nurture its IT industries?
To bring into the spotlight
The mischief done by laloo
To get all doe eyed
If a developed nation offers
Our citizens a crore for hard work?
All the thought process
Going on inside me
But does it have ne value ?
im still right here
Right now
Sitting as I was just as above
Mind wavering
Brain at last processing
Haven’t changed an ounce


Lol hoped u guys liked it lemme know

Bye n take care
Manasa kumar

the vyavaharkar guy

lol guys this post is dedicated to one of my FAV journalists evah aka rohan vyavaharkar n yeah i nevah knew he wrote all this stuff *gets into a daze*



The Homemakers-A short insight of an interracial engaged couple who find that furnishing a home can lead to much deeper problems than finding the right colored couch.





Written By: Rohan Vyavaharkar- is a journalist by trade and training, though he’s been writing and acting in plays since school. He was involved with a few theater groups in Mumbai where he wrote and acted. His last play ‘Dhanda’ (2003) was a big hit on the theater festival circuit in Mumbai and Bangalore, where he received awards for ‘Best Script’. Rohan has an MS in Broadcast Journalism from Syracuse University, and Bachelors in Economics from the University of Mumbai.


lol actually hes quite close to my greatness but he can nevah beat me hehe n yeah look out for one of my works like dat wen i become a reporter n theatre artistn poet n writer n dancer n singer mauahhaha

tata n take care
manasa

songs ahoy - a signature song collection

hey u ppl out dere

me the grt thgt of writing down my fav songs evah n yeah its NOT in order...hehe i can hear u go 'not another list!' ...lol comon it aint tht bad is it ? *oh no dont answr dat *

hehe so neway wanna read it read it ..dont wanna read it read it neway ! now im grt at laying down choices aint i ??*evil grin*

-beautiful soul by god jesse
-i still by bb boys
-world of our own by westlife
-incomplete
-let's get it started by bep
-'oru ooril' by karthik in kaaka kaaka
-someone's watchin ovah me by hilary
-larger than life by bb boys
-so yesterday by hilary
-rumours by lindsay lohan
-your still the one by shania
-why don't you kiss her by god jesse
-u make me wanna by blue
-in da club by 50 cent
-yeah yeah by usher
-one love by blue
-what's ur name by jesse
-have u evah by s club 7
-boulevard of broken dreams by greenday
-quit playin games wid my heart by bb boys
-white flag by dido
-i want it that way by bb boys
-the math by hilary duff
-complicated by avril
-hit me baby one more time by britney
-beacause you live by jesse
-peices of me by ashlee simpson
-behind these hazel eyes by kelly
-mohabbatein lutaunga by abhijeet saawant
-kabhi kabhi from yahaan
-fanaa both in tamil n hindi
-right here right now from bluffmaster
-say na say na from bluffmaster
-never gone by bb boys
-aao na from kyun ho gaya na
-pal by kk

hey wait actually ALLLLLLLL songs by ar rahman n hilary n kk n bb boys n blue HEHE
so watya think of my taste ...at least the part of my taste tht i revealed :)
lemme know
tata n take caree
manasa

helpless lill me

um some one here jus explain RIGHT NOW what this poem means plz plz plz ....i seriously stared at it like 20 mins then lost hope n thgt u guys can figure it out n give ur explanations muahahahaha n by the way it was voted THE GREATEST LOVE POEM EVER in some stupid webby ....n yeah ive given the maddy -soha pic for the supposedly LOVE poem hehe










God, the way your little finger moved
As you thrust a bare arm backward
And made play with your hair
And a comb a silly gilt comb

God—that I should suffer
Because of the way a little finger moved.

by STEPHEN CRANE
p.s -is he singing to godddd ??????
my foot

tata n take care
manasa

love

You came into my life unexpectedly,
and everything took a turn for the better.
Your warm eyes, your laugh,
the sincere way you speak,
and the kindness you showed me,
all became a part of my life.

As you unfolded yourself to me,
I discovered more and more beauty.
I have never seen so much
gentleness in one person.
Without even knowing it,
you were slowly making a place
for yourself in my heart.

It used to seem so hard at times
to feel so close in a relationship.
But it’s so easy to feel close to you.
I can’t tell you how nice that feels.
I realize now that I had never known
what it meant to be loved
until I was loved by you.


hope u liked it ..lemme know
tata
manasa

WWhenever Wwherever

lol hehe jus read below in the shakira tune of 'whenever wherever' plz plz plz ....lol me stilll laughhing my head off n yeah temme if ya like it











whenever wherever
i see u two running together
im here n ull obviously be there
n it makes me feel liek i dont care

move over
and discover
the things tht've been under cover
jus gives you the power

come on and
hangover
plz jus dont get me lower
cuz IM the best n u cant get it over

go ahead
n take a shower
include ur brain
n lets get it over ....

lol above was the work i thgt of in one sec man now i know how -precious one sec is!
lol
bhai
manasa

the colgate song

guys u r really lucky to b here to witness this awesumm poem of the century written for colgate by gayatri n archana (her sis) lol chooo cute this one is n plz do stress on the places where ive written a lotta 'eee's lol have a ball




world is like a beautiful plaaaaaaaace
people come n people go waaaaste
but brush ur teeth wid toothpaaaaaste
brush ur teeth wid colgate

dont think uve gottaa a good taaaste
dont think uve gottaa good taaaaaste
brush ur teeth wid toothpaaste
brush ur teeth wid colgate

dont be in a very big haaaste
dont be in a very big haaste
but brush ur teeth wid toothpaaste
brush ur teeth wid colgate

dont think u have a grt faaaaste
dont think u have a grt faaaaste
brush ur teeth wid toothpaste
brush ur teeth wid colgateee

why don'tcha get up at eigggght
why dontcha get up at eighhhhtt
but brush ur teeth wid toothpaaaaste
brush ur teeth wid colgateeee

by gaya3 n archu

tata manasa

these were the BEST DAYS OF MAH LIFE

• the day i was born muahahahaha
• the day every person ive met was born
• the day when i wrote my first poem
• the day sania was born ..*arch wink wink*
• the day i won my first cup (for drawing or something)
• the day i met mah friends who are always dere for me now
• the day i got to know archit ,rohan vyavaharkar,juhi,shivani,gayatri,sushruthi,luxitaa,pavithra,abhishek ,actor vikram,singer shalini ,jyothika,harris jayaraj,hey n all u ppl out there-ont even think ill miss u out -fat chance
• the day i was forced to join basketball ! god good n what all it did to me lol
• the days i played tennis
• the days i learned mehandi
• the days of hard work put into every show by our class as a whole in sixth seventh eighth n ninth std n more to go i hope
• the day india reached finals in world cup
• the day anita mam sang 'u fill up my sensors' to our class maaaaaaaaaaannn she rocks
• the day my father kissed me last
• the days i spent in bambino (i was in dat school till 2nd std the most awesummmest school evah)
• the day i heard 'beautiful soul' first n then every time i hear it -it makes my day
• the day i filled up my first entry in my school record in biology ...loveeed the whole record after tht
• the day we got a nu digi cam
• the days when my sisters got their jobs
• every time i go out wid my family
• the days i went to kodaikannal wid juhi n gayatri
• the day sania won the hyderabad open
• the day i got my first tennis raquet
• the day i got my second raquet from australia
• the day when i got my first nike bag
• the days when my relatives/friends /family/some old stranger who my granma knows from childhood gets me a gift when they come over here
• the day i won a gold n silver medal in 400 m relay n individual races respectively
• the day i joined d a v girls school
• the day i got a hundred in social in sixth std
• the day i gotta a ninety in english -the overall highest in english at dat time hehee
• the day i wrote my maths annual exam in ninth ...lol so much tension bfore ..n after tht felt soo gooooood
• the day i ate fried rice n spicy baby corn gravy in tandoori walla ehhe it WAS VERY NICE OKI?
• all the days when i went sathyam for a movie
• the day i beat this guy called sachin in mah tennis class in doubles cuz he thgt he was sucha a smart ass now all i can say is ha n turn my head and swish my hair lol
• the day i got my dog dash but snifffffffffffffffffffff had to give him away cuz of a prob
• the day brad proposed to em now tht shld be coming first guys but ehhee me too tired nowy
• all the days before n on my cuz's marriage marriage fun time it was !
• the days when i got just the gift i wanted
• the day i painted a meg cabot book in my drawing book lol loved it loads thinking of framing it

phew me tird of mah best days ......yeah thre are loadssssssssssssssss more jus cant put everythiing up here ..cuz i think i heard a snore from one of u guys right now !

n yeah if u liked it jus let me know

tata n take care

manasa kumar

confusion

oi peeps ...this very poem ...jus read it now ...thgt it was cute so put it on jus like tht ...me dint have time to write nethign new ...(now tts not something A GRT POET WLD SAY but lol wen did i say im one mmmm? ) hehe go on if u wanna





Making a decision
is an affrimation
to move in the opposite direction
but if much could express how much i love you,
i'll tell you how Much LOve,
life , lies to many soul ties
Last night my tears cried
she wept all the way into the morning
my sadness.... even she could not hide
although i stopped the weeping she didnt,
she lost all her pride
she saw beyond me
she saw deep inside
because many times i've lied
lied to myself,
tried to hide,run,forget,
act like i wasn't a mess
but i know am a hot mess

To write an end shouldn't there be a beginning?
or to end a beginning
there should actually be a beginning?
or to start and end one should finish a beginning
or to stop a start one should start a stop
to define Love is like looking to solve an equation
because if love was giving of yourself
and expecting nothing in return....
why are you looking at me???

a peppy numbah!

hey peeps
i know u guys arent as great singers as me (like dats gonna happen ) neway down below is a poem cum song tht i wrote n if u ppl plan on reading it well then dont READ it jus sing it liek a song lol n go ahead

Hey wanna getcha know u better
Please don’t close down the shutter
Just when u see me
U can just as well
Break my heart free

I’ve always had this thing
Just for u boy
Oh yeah my little wing
Will just fly for you
When we’re watching troy

Just the way
My fav writer puts it her style
I go all ‘frission’ for u oh my
I know it’ll take us a while
To get 2 know each other, my guy

Waiting for you
In this high n mighty road
Is me right here
Don’t think I fear


Some times I take it off on you
Sometimes I suppress myself, so true
So if u think, with me, u gotta a chance
To head off someplace bizarre
Oh yeah France

one chance

This universe
Gives one lill chance
Just to reverse
All the mischief we’ve done in a trance…


It’s basically a countdown
To the number one
To change everything
Even if it’s a story tht started with a ring…



Also tht is the time when we feel
Everything we r doing tht time is a crime
In the end eating all stuff in a meal
Silent as a chime…


All it pays in the end
After u’ve let Ur back bend
I know it sounds all gory n mean
But all through that tht I’ve been …

is it worth it all?

When I pledge
Feeling like you’ll never let me down the edge
That ill stay devoted to our cause
Without a little pause

Every thing you’ve told me
I remember
What, in our relationship, do I foresee?
I still ponder

Every time I see you, you’ve made my day
If that ain’t enough, I have nothing left to say
I close my eyes n pray
Hoping to find a way

Our choices do differ
When I talk about Hilary duff you suffer
When you talk about Sci-Fi movies
I suffer

Not that it undermines
Our relationship in any way
It just lines
Our preferences on a tray

Every thing I put my heart into
You are there to support me
Just call me n pronto
I’m there for u, rafting in the sea

If ive ever made u feel bad
Believe me im feeling much more sad
Cuz ur still my 'the one'

and if u dont get it im bringing my gun !

Hey peeps here is one of my fav poems evah titled SPANISH HAIR

M y memories run through me as, in my mind
I run my fingers through those auburn locks
With streaks of gold and silver and black
I miss you so much, when are you coming back?

y ou've left me here to fend for myself
In the loneliness of accompaniment
I'm a stranger in a world of strangers
Neither world I would preferI
hate to think that you've been gone so long
That I've forgotten what your face looks like
I'll never forget that Spanish hair of yours, though
It's the only thing I got from you,
I knowI love the way you love my hair
Makes me look like you in a few glimmers of light
This is what makes me feel like I belong
Once I see those beautiful shades,
it makes me feel strongI know you are part of those "most beautiful"
The list I know I could never be a part ofI'm glad,
though, that I can grasp a part of you in me
And when I don't feel right,
I know you're there for me
The Spanish hair I feel is most beautiful
Every strand unique, an individual color
Just like you and me--we are the same in our uniqueness
And that is enough to satisfy this redress of loneliness

All Time Favs

heelo
me back after doing math well at last ! .....releif to have done it well .... ahhhh ...ok fiine ill stop it ...
thgt ill fill u up wid my all time favs in welll wtv i can think of now ...lol i know i can go on droning but ill try to make it small ....i know the smile is coming up now guys lol

all time fav REPORTERS ahhhh now im talking bussiness ....neway thts wat ill b minding of wen i become one muahaha
1) Rohan Vyavaharkar
Now hes one reporter hoo makes the cricket society privelaged by his awesum reporting n if u want me to tell more bout him well ull seriously never ask me to talk again!
2) Barkha Dutt
now what she does is only called full fledged reporting ...loveeeeeee her india 60 mins
and every one of her coverages !
3) Sonali Chander
shes jus the cricket face of ndtv ...n shes got the confidence of well another manasa lol (cant think of anything wen it comes to confidence other than moi)
4) Prannoy Roy
he puts his heart n soul into his reporting n obviously on of my favs ...ill bet with u for how much evah u want but u can never win it if i asked u to tell if hes reading the news out or talking to us ...man he rocks
hey no offense but seriously i cant write the whole list of ndtv reporters ...jus cuz of the huge amt of people but u get the picture na

all time fav ACTORS
1) Bill Pullman -lol half of u wont know him i guess ,i myself saw his movie 'while u were sleeping ' only yesterday ...but he jus rocksssssssss i know hes a surprise entry ahead of brad pitt but hoo said i dont lie
2)braddy braddy braddy -yeah hes the one hoo has all the fun ..seriously from being rated hottest actor in da world to marrying the most beautiful woman in da world (not tht i think she looks one heck nice jen rocks ) but he shuts critics mouths with such ease gotta love him for dat at least
3)mark ruffalo-well he acted in 13 goin on 30 ....i was actually thinking of ditching brad for him! hes soooooooooooooo cute both ways ....fien i stop myself from uttering inauspicious words -lol read too much of 'missing mail' but ull agree wid me afte seeing tha movie
4)sid-yeah siddarth rocks ...be it rang de .. or yuva .. or boys ...he jus rocks...

all tiem fav WRITERS
1) Meg cabot -she is such an awesummmmmmmmmm writer ...fine most of u wont agree n wld vote in for agatha or some weird 1847583457875 pages -novel-writer but wtv ...i cant live without her books
2)JK-do i even have to say nething bout her? her books say it all
3)kathy hopkins-shes wrttten this awesum series for teens ...um i wldnt prefer telling the name aloud ...hehe those hoove read her first book will know why
4)ann brashares-she is one damn good writer of the sisterhood of travelling pants sseries ...i know it sounds boring but u strt reading the book its a rollercoaster ride !

hey my hands r aching now .....will write in more if u people let me know if u like it ok?
chao manasa

a vital issue

Hey guys me back again
Have a few days before my next exam
Just taking a break
Well a week back ,I was writing reviews on rdb for the blog n I made it quite big then I put post n voila the whole thing vanished .i was sooo damn let down that I didn’t qwrite nething after tht …lol now am in a very very good moood jus cuz India is rocking in the cwlth games (go India!!) ..oh and am writing this is in ms word with more security !

Yeah me still thinking what to write ….no I realized writing a review is damn tiring tht too when it decides to vanish when uve put all hard work into it …humph …lol

I dunno yesterday I just turned off the light to get my beauty sleep (hehe at one after watching waqt n crying little hey common its damn good n dumb!) …n then I realized
I didn’t even know what I was wearing at tht very moment …even tho I spent like hours putting it before goin for an icecream ….i was still thinking bout it then started relating it to u know life ….tht stupid cycle we go thro called LIFE of all things ..though its nothing diff than a knife….

Do we all lose our identity after all the fame n bubbly attitude? Look what happened to nadira ….she went through all she could and was totally heading in a different direction when she got a chance to act n then no looking back …after her prime time shes left all alone …n poor thing she got used to liking loneliness …the very thing every human dreads in reality ….n she was totally ignored by the media …the film fraternity ..the very industry tht idolizes shah rukh khan n the scoundrel of a salman …

Are we actually doing justice to our country ?..just take a look at where . the Jessica lall case is heading in its meandering course in a totally partial judiciary system …he shoots he hides n everyone forgot to ask his father who is a legal (former minister) where the hell his son is hiding ?

Only when I watched THE BIG FIGHT in ndtv yesterday did all these thgts come to my mind…99% of the audience said tht they were more reliant on the media n people for justice to happen ….only after ndtv gave the viewers petition did a chance of a sincere judgement came into being …

Our judicial system is haywire …our leaders have also gone haywire (take a look at the number of times president’s rule comes into being in India)….we,the people aren’t one heck bothered …we have only time to decide which movie should top the list this week (no offense but I HAVE to generalize this one time )

So what are we the people going to do ?…just go ahead write blogs like these …no real action is going to be taken ? no public outcry?(except in the case of Jessica lall case)
But do we the people always have to keep shouting our voice hoarse till the responsible (like as if they will evah be responsible) leaders n bureaucracy take up the issue?

If justice has to come in our country …if attention has to be given to people even if they have lost their prime time ….if we want our identities to shine throughout our tenure in this big world at least till we are alive …it should come from within. …I may have watched too many times a rang de basanti but my conclusions are the same

And if u do feel strongly about this issue post in ur comments …
So chao
Manasa

the x factor

Welll basically people wld say I don’t react much during tense moments but wat da hell ..who wld want to react n then later get teased for the rest of ur life….true,u shld vent your feelings in some way or the other …..bottling up your anger obviously has diverse effects on you …um but throwing it out ALSO has major effects on you did some one forget to mention that …
In today’s world criticism comes without any invitation ….but the major factor is whether you want to take it along with your stride or just say a hi to it when it comes and let the hell go off with it later …
If you remember one thing-your talent REMAINS with you like a shadow ..just don’t MAKE it a shadow –you can get off anywhere in this world
Once I saw this movie about this 400 m sprinter …well she was just very very good at running the 400m and then came this coach who made her doubt her own talents …favoured another girl of low capacity and in the end this girl instead of telling what she felt about this to neone …she went went through this period where she wouldn’t eat sleep or talk properly and which led on to other major issues till this world record holder comes to her school and finds that here was a girl who went through all tht she had been through back then ….with her help and advice ..she comes back to her prime time and shows that she can do it all …
Well I don’t know about you guys ..but I was really inspired by that story ….
So take care n see ya
Chao
manasa

cricketers ahoy

hey guys
i'm getting a day off bfore english exam so thgt ill write some more muahaha
welll what do i write about ....um poems over n out ...a huge book review over n out ...what more CAN i write on? got now im getting desperado ....hum hum hum fine as india just rocked against england yesterday ...ill rate our indian players ...okay ? (like im gonna give u a choice!)
first comes .....
DRAVID
he totally rocked in this series ..pulling up his socks each n everytime the team needed him that ..u'll think he badly needs a new pair!
he becomes the captan of the indian team ...a new born baby right on dat day ....alll the accolades from former cricketeers ..shares a great rapport with one of the tougest on the block -greg chapell lol OBVIOUSLY HE DESERVES 10/10
DHONI
he is an amazing guy-----awesum batting display --fastest 50 by a wicketkeeper evah ...highest score by a wicketkeeper ...n loads more ...he just rox ...maybe he didnt bat too well in this series but neway U GET THE POINT RIGHT ....lol a 10/10


YUVY
um im not a very good fan of him .....just that he rocked in the previous matches for india tht im mentioning him....his concentration is amazing...his bat-ball contact is superb...his timing is un-questionable ....fine fine ill give him a 9/10

IRFAN
now we r talking bussiness hehe ...he is jsut so awesum ...me has a crush on him from the very second i saw him ...lol (u didnt see dat) hehe ...he is an amaing batsman bowler fielder aka ALLROUNDER the best rated allrounder and bowler for india ...what more DO u want? he gets a puurrrfect 10/10

munaf patel
he is an amzing nu entry and an awesum bowler too ! ...looks dont say it all ...dats all i can say ...he is sooo good at YORKING da damn ball dat he HAS to get a ....10/10

SEHWAG
well to me he is plain boring ..but his batting ability is crying for praise n has got it too so no say jus see ...10/10

SACHIN
he is da best in everythign he does ...even if he saves a four i wld give hhim a man of the match award ! lol so desporado girl gives him 10/10

welll now tht uve seen my general taste bet ull guess the guys scores which ive not mentioned simply becuz i dont have engh colors to match wid them *wink*

so write in if u agree wid me on the ratings
chao manasa

an obsessed review

ms.obsessed girl decides to write a book review on
HARRY POTTER & THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE
Once in a million years will a book of this material,content,magic,humour...i can go on n on ..such is the impact created by the latest sequel to the philosopher's stone -the harry potter and the half blood prince ...This book being the best of the six books ..well atleast according to me ..keeps you biting your nails till they become sore n red...matter of fact i didnt eat my breakfast,lunch or dinner while reading this very book

welll moving on to the story ,harry is once again finds himself stuck with the dursleys during the summer,but this torture is short lived as he is rescued by none other than dumbledore who is beleived to be the only one voldemort has ever feared...the reason for this fear is revealed in the later chapters .Pr.Snape has a major role to play in this book,and a lot from the past is revealed in this book with the help of the penseive when dumbledore begins to take private lessons for harry .a slight dash of romance is there -here and there ...A new defence against the dark arts teacher teacher is introduced in this book who plays a pivotal role in the book ...
and of course new spells,new potions and new deaths are seen ...
The most important death being the death of a VERY important person -who has played a vital role in every one of the books in this series...

Lighter topics like quidditch are given less importance even though harry becomes the captain of the gryffindor quidditch team ..Only if you read the book...or rather experiance the book will you understand the plot ,mystery and the pains taken by j.k to write this amazing book!

hey guys
hope my previous comments wer READ-ABLE...ho hum hum ...now my english exam is coming up so am on the net um supposedly PRACTISING writing poems n stuff ha
n neway me successfully wrote my science exam n here i am whiling away my extra time ..troubling u guys
um fine guilt is like eating me uppppp so ill write down what i once wrote for a weekend assignement
DECLINING CULTURE-NOT!
much has been talked,written and published about our great indian culture and history n so on......and much more has been talked about the declination of it owing to increased interest laid upon the upcoming western trends ...but have anyone of you thought about what i'm about to express in this essay?
culture is defined as the systems of knowledge shared by a relatively large group of people and that particular large group of peaple dont necessarily have the same opinion throughout decades like our ancient forefathers supposedly expected..culture neednt neccessarily mean tradition dresses and dances but ... it can also mean enjoying a bit of music every day -rock 'n'roll or melodies .it not only supplements traditional music but also gives one a wider choice -from baskstreet boys to linkin' park
it can also mean that a person can enjoy a little break dance and shake a leg to her fav song in her pj's instead of putting a zillion shades of eyeshadows or a grandola dress or painting up her face ...or dancing to the tap of a stick or hoot of a flute ....
SOOO come what may ... a habit can always be called a culture and doesnt actually refer to something people in the OLD days did ..by the way even blogging can be called a culture of today and an addictive habit of mine!
lol catchya guys
manasa

the second scenario

now this is my second addition to my blog
guess i AM getting obsessed wink wink ....or u can call it another way to get rid of science exam fever which will vanish after my exam tommorow ...so neway i thought ill bore u guys out with another poem of mine cuz of lack of time to write an article or story ...neway um cuz of reading too much science i guess i chose my user name as CHLAMYDOMONAS hehe a unicellar organism ...ppl im not so weird otherwise ..jus tht now n then lol

and here comes the poem relationship factor which is SERIOUSLY a poem which is not true ehehe ...
The relationship factor

I knew from the very start..
I didn’t have any place for u in my heart

Relationships do sway
I guess I just learnt it the hard way

That was a tough night
Cuddling my pillow and thinking of decision, hopefully right

How much we’ve gone through together, apart
Just wish we had thought about this at the start

Now that I’ve seen one end of a coin
I fear, I might feel, on the other side like an injured groin

As the cool wind purges me
It did kind of egg me on to see

Just what lay ahead of me?
Maybe a career in fashion with a theme

Or indulge in a career for which I’ve been striving for
Just the size of a bullock’s cart

Well from what I’ve learnt from life
I said to myself I’d have to choose either side of the knife

And here I am just as successful as you
But did we just miss out a big clue?

hey oki guess me will go n read diversity now ....bubye for now
manasa

my first poem

hey peeps u can say this is where all the trouble started off lol ...i guess my real first poem was in my sixth std n i was forced to write about nature which i ,surprisingly,willingly did ...then came all the cramming up of my thoughts and i guessed the only way for these every-second-one-opinion-about-something to come out was 'writing a poem'
and here goes -does it matter?

Rays, rain, rainbows do they even matter
The curve called smile has also vanished
Does that even matter?
But I still believe that something like that exists and unless
I see it I remain a shatter……..

One more time I realize that we have a life
That can only be worth it if we stand together
All right
And every time I hear a cry
I know that it’s not right…


Due drops take their time
Thunders light up the sky
Flowers bloom all their might
But every time I see it
I say “later”….

Does this happen only to me
Or is it a born myth to flee
And now I realize that
We have time for
Every thing For which I have said later…

lol i know your like omg how more lame cannitget kinda but yes i do agree with you ...but i swear illl put up better ones in the following few days ..um fine hours...um minutes lol
so do comment if u feel if ive wasted your time enough lol
so chao till next time
manasa