Detour lane

Memories

2011-11-29T22:37:00.001+05:30

Several years later,
When I look back on my life
I will know that

the fights
the tears
the teeth clenching anger
the misunderstandings
the craziness
the headaches
the tiredness

Everything was worth it

the love
the hope
the joy
the dream like days
the gifts
the smiles
the ends that we went to to be together
the fun

We had, increases exponentially,

Growing together like veins of a leaf
Making the root of my life
Stronger

Making me
The person I am.

A new dawn :)

2011-11-29T22:04:00.001+05:30

With fire emanating from your eyes,
I feel warmth that I haven’t experienced before.
Daily taunting, Never suppressing what you want to say
Sharing every little joy My pillar of strength.

A person like you
Is hard to come by
And when you do,
You change me for the better.

Chiseling away my past misconceptions,
Wiping away every pain
Enveloping a sense of calm around me.
I won’t be sweet
I will never act like you mean the world to me
But I know you can tell when I lie.
This is not the end of sunshine
But the beginning of a new dawn

We are like a rainbow
You can never guess where it started
And thankfully, it doesn’t have an end too. =)

Adrenaline filled weekends!

2010-12-10T17:33:00.002+05:30

Frappe..Second article :) I enjoyed writing this piece..!

Choose the road less taken to make those precious two days more memorable!

Bored of heading to the usual coffee shops and downing a cup of mocha? Clubbing, tasting hookas, Go-karting, snow bowling... Been there, done that? Probably, the most radical way you would have spent a lazy weekend is to hit the road, head to Pondicherry for a crazy night out and get back home by Sunday night.
Frappe brings you new options that will make you change the way you look at weekends. Filled up to the brim with adrenaline, the following are the unique ways you can end up enjoying a weekend, forgetting the competitive crazy world around you.

Sport fishing:

Highlights: You get to ride on a boat, visit a ship wreck and catch fish. You also get to take photos with your prized catch!
Vivid in my memory is the scene from the movie Dil Chahta Hai, where Aamir Khan and his friends catch fish from the beaches of Goa and take candid photos with the catch. In the robust beaches of Chennai, where water sports and other facilities are still in the nascent stage of development, Blue Waters sport fishing is a unique place that offers angling, or sport fishing for aquatic enthusiasts.
I headed to the Chennai Port, where The Sea Hawk, a speedboat that takes the anglers to the fishing spots stood statuesquely near the horizon. The salty air brushed us as we got onto the boat and settled down comfortably for an exciting adventure that lay ahead. Every angler is given fishing rods, artificial bait among other things and a life jacket that one should wear compulsorily.
2 hour package
The 2 hour package typically takes one to a ship wreck of 1962, near the coast of Chennai, which now houses schools of fish and constitutes a good place for trawling. The anglers are briefed about the various techniques and ways to get hold of a fish. Giant Trevally, King Mackarel and many other types of fish fall bait to the anglers near the wreck, which offers great photographic moments. Catching a giant fish is an experience of a lifetime. Don’t miss it for the world!
Cost
It works up to Rs. 6000 for a group of four, which is quite reasonable since in foreign locales, the same experience costs a whole lot more! Says Mr. Nischit from Blue Waters, “It costs anywhere between Rs. 45,000 to Rs. 1 Lakh when one does sport fishing abroad.” Make use of what you’ve got, I’d say!
Word of advice:
•The ideal time to go for this sporting activity is around 5:30 am.
•Book dates with Blue Waters beforehand so that they get your port passes ready.
•Things to carry: A set of comfortable clothing, sunglasses, cap and sun tan lotion. In case of sea sickness, carry medicines prescribed by your doctor.
•The catch can be put back into the sea for ecological conservation, but if you want to take the fish back home as a prize, that too can be arranged.

Parasailing
Highlights: You are strapped on to a parachute and a jeep pulls the parachute up, along with you, of course. The very thrill of being up in the air is something one should experience most definitely!
Man has always been intrigued by the art of flying; something that has been denied to us since time immemorial. We try, in every way to replicate wings, build monster sized planes to fly across countries but have never been able to fly by ourselves.
The closest yet that man has got to flying like a bird, is Parasailing; the mind numbing feeling when one is lifted off the ground, the exultation at being able to soar through the air, the panoramic view of the world below. The people of Chennai can now experience Parasailing, at minimal cost at Adventure Zone in Madhurantakantam. Says Ms. Madhura Vaishnav of Adventure Zone, “We have got a fantastic response. A typical trip to Adventure Zone is when one finishes other activities offered by us at the campsite, lunch and then parasailing! “
The company is run by a former army commando instructor with specialised training and over 20 years experience in adventure sports.
Talking about the owner, she says “Major Roy, a retired army officer was a trained paratrooper himself and he set up Adventure Zone without any help from foreign companies.”

Method of parasailing

The method followed here is quite different and much safer than parasailing done in the sea. The participant is harnessed to a parachute and is towed by a jeep. He is then lifted into the sky at the height of about 200 feet. The joy at looking down on the world below is equal to none. After the five minute stint on air, he is brought down to a safe landing by the support staff. This sailing is done over a dry lake bed, five minutes off their camp site at Madhurakantam.
Cost
The minimum air time of five minutes on the parasail costs Rs. 600 per head which is quite reasonable when compared to cost of parasailing in other countries. If one wants to extend the air time, the costs vary accordingly.
Safety measures
The parasailing activity is conducted by trained instructors and professionals. The equipments used are high class and they are regularly checked. Every participant is given a life jacket and a helmet.

Word of Advice:
•Wear full sleeve shirts and full length trousers to avoid scratches or bruises and carry suntan lotion. Also, wear sneakers or sandals with straps. Avoid flip flops, unless you want to see them flying off your feet!
•Ideal time to go for parasailing would be 12 pm when it’s not too windy.
•There is no age limit. Anyone can go for it. You also needn’t be physically fit to take flight!
•Parasailing at Adventure Zone is closed till February due to the rough monsoon weather that Chennai is experiencing right now.
Now that you’ve got an idea how to spend a weekend that lets you take home cherished memories and de-stresses you for good, give it a try!

By Manasa. K. Kumar

My gravity at crossroads

2010-12-08T19:05:00.003+05:30

Signs point toward something impending
A disaster of sorts.

I space out

A labyrinth of daily monotony
Distracts me.

Then
Again
I'm shoved into the dismal future ahead

What if one more person goes away?
What if I'm stranded again
At the brink of adulthood

I enjoy momentary material happiness.

It feels like bliss,
But only helps me scrape through reality

Pure bliss,
Never been close to that feeling
Some say love, is pure bliss

Love has never been
A permanent chapter
In the story of my life.

It comes,
And goes away too.
With the whir of time

I want more..
Permanence
The surety, security and constancy.

Independence
The feeling of freedom, till I drown in it

Strength,
To hold on
To let go
To be

ONE HOPE FOR ALL!

2010-12-07T23:13:00.002+05:30

This is my first article for a Cafe lifestyle magazine in Chennai called 'Frappe'..Read on!

A gentle breeze swept the second longest beach in the world. Hundreds of people walked with passion in their hearts to show their support for spreading awareness on breast cancer.
One Walk One Hope 2010, a walk to bring about awareness on breast cancer was organised by CAN STOP (Cancer Support Therapy to Overcome Pain), an NGO working in aid of cancer patients. The walk was flagged off by S. V. Sekar, renowned actor, theatre artist and MLA of Mylapore constituency, V.K.Subburaj , Principal Secretary, State Department of Health and Family Welfare. Actress Khushboo, Mr. Guna, President, Rotary Club of Madras and a representative of the US Consulate also attended the event. It started off on a musical note as traditional drummers who participated in the Chennai Sangamam, performed a dance with their drum beats resonating through the grounds.
Mr Subbaraj said, “India is a country that is burdened with diseases. There are over 1 million people detected with cancer and 2 million people who are in need of diagnosis every year in our country.”
Stressing on Women’s health, he said, “The two most important types of cancer, affecting women are cervical and breast cancer. Over 1 lakh women have breast cancer in India. Women discover that they have breast cancer only when the cancer has progressed to the third or fourth stage. If identified at the very first stage, it can be cured.”
Mr. S.V. Sekar said, “From next year onwards, I will get special permission to conduct the walk through residential areas and the slums so that the awareness is spread on a larger scale. I am ready to participate every year for this cause.”
Actress Khushboo, clad in a t-shirt that read the slogan “one walk, one hope” designed by Thota Tharani said, “It is a pleasure and honour for me to be associated with this event. Educated women believe that they lead a healthy lifestyle and hence won’t be inflicted by the disease, but this is a wrong notion. The first sign of cancer is when you don’t experience any hunger pangs and have severe stomach pains, but you shouldn’t always rely on the signs. Go and get yourselves checked!”
“We all are here to support; not only to give financial support but also to provide moral support for cancer patients. Our motto should be ‘We will stop cancer, and not can stop. It is also so wonderful to see so many youngsters gathered at this event. Anything for women, and you can count me in!” she signed off.
CAN STOP which organised the event is a Centre for counseling for cancer-affected patients, their relatives. Its main goal is to help people learn about cancer and cancer related problems. T-shirts and merchandise designed specially by famous Art Designer Thotta Tharani was put up in pink stalls for sale to raise funds for cancer patients.
Ms. Naina, President of Soroptimist International of Chennai Downtown, a branch of Soroptimist International, a worldwide organization for women in management and professions, gave out mementos to the dignitaries who attended the event.
Over 50 students from Lady Andal School attended the event, with every student sporting white or pink t-shirts (which was the dress code for the walk), holding placards and shouting slogans. Trishanka Menon, a student of the school said, “I always show my support for such initiatives, because only the youth have the power to bring about change in our society.”
This was the second edition of the walk, organised to mark the National Breast Cancer Awareness month or ‘Pink’ month of October. The walk started in the Lady Wellingdon College grounds, went up to the Labour statue and winded up at the college grounds.
Cancer is one draconian disease for which a definite cure has not yet been found. Millions die every year due to cancer. Of the incidences of breast cancer among women in the city, 22.4% have breast cancer, according to a recent study by the Indian Council of Medical Research. With such walks being organised at regular intervals to spread awareness, the light at the end of the tunnel will get brighter for cancer patients in our country.

By Manasa K Kumar

Murmerings...

2010-12-06T16:30:00.001+05:30

The low hum of the ceiling fan is soothing. Everything seems like its okay. Maybe I could close my eyes and rest a while. A dark horizon faces me. Several shadows and murmurings cater to the scene. Then, it hits me. Reality doesn’t let me dream. Vestiges of my past re-play, causing a crease between my shaped brows. Was what I did right or wrong? What will he/she think? Maybe I was wrong? But does it matter? I should be feeling good about this. This just didn’t happen. Conversations between me and me are the longest I have ever heard or spoken. It’s so loud; it makes me take hasty decisions just for the decibel level that it’s breaching in my head.

I try to play down the ‘grown up’ tag that’s being thrust on me immediately after I hit my eighteenth birthday. I also don’t want to be a kid. It’s too painful a transformation to go through again; decisions that solely hold you responsible, no matter how clueless you are about the consequences.

Crazy crush

2009-11-15T22:21:00.000+05:30

Its times like these
That I miss you like crazy
I just want to hug you
And disregard the world

I’m tired of reaching out
And holding out my arms to the wind, waiting
Loneliness is a horrible place to be
Especially when everyone else is moving on,
And you feel like you’ve sinned

I’m tired of guessing if you love me back
Whether you even notice the way I’ve fallen for you
It’s so frustrating, this love game-
It starts with a crush
An adrenaline rush
And then at every bend
It crushes you to no end
I don’t know-
If you are aware of the colour of my eyes
Or the tears that well up in it every night
I want to touch the skies
With you beside me, my knight.

The Ladakh Trip.

2009-06-18T15:23:00.004+05:30

Shadows of clouds on mountains,
Icicles stretching away to eternity,
A numbness in my senses,
Even as seven cars move in the same velocity.

This trip has come to mean more than just that,
The bond we share is tremendous,
The memories to take back home, volumunous.

The past few days have turned out to be beautiful,
This experience will be engraved in my heart,
I hope it's not the end
But of something big, a start.

Little somethings.

2009-05-28T00:36:00.003+05:30

A gush of cold water.
A nice long walk by the sea.
A small bite of fried peanuts.
An old favourite, long forgotten melody, playing on the radio.

Tiny happiness I call them
And they, by default, make my world.

Until now.

2009-04-28T23:09:00.003+05:30

Tired. Excited. Happy. Contended. Wierd. Smiling. Typing. Staring. Thinking. Worried. Overwhelmed. Coughing. Music. Being.

Argh. My life is so contained.

My Board exams got over. Almost everything has been good until now. Phew. Enjoying like theres no tommorow. Everyday.

I went for a reunion of X std girls today. Was super fun. Also, I realised how people change so fast. Sigh. Ive tried changing, thought about it, talked about it ...but it ain't happening. Thank God.

Relationship equations have changed for me. But in the inside, I've pretty much remained the same..for the better or worse, time will tell.

Sigh. Sorry for the extremely random post.

Bye.

Farewell

2009-04-01T23:56:00.002+05:30

Today's the day is say goodbye
The day when i tell others not to cry.

I've been here a long time now
I've got to learn to let go somehow.

I stand here, on the spike of truth.
Wondering how i got wisdom from a baby tooth.

I wonder,
With a sigh
why it takes a minute to say hello
and forever to say goodbye.

I have so many memories to gaurd
And how lucky am i to have something

that makes saying goodbye so hard?

Thank you for everything you have given me DAV.

BESIEGED.

2008-11-28T23:52:00.001+05:30

Even the word horrendous cannot entirely explain the feelings and emotions that are transcending…from hostages, NSG commandos, army personnel, navy personnel…the general public. The nation continues to be on a standstill, even as NSG authorities that the situation is under control. One of the major lingering doubts is that how did the terrorists possess such a large number of ammunitions? After some investigations, it has been found that the ‘invisible’ Mumbai underworld has, in fact given a hand to these menacing terrorists. The fact that an underworld exists itself is a sad state of security lapse in a so called peace loving country like India. How can a group of 40 terrorists enter into our country …just like that?! Obviously the most secured persons in this country sans the insurance policies are the politicians…. what can India do at the moment? Well, for starters, basic task forces should be set up for dealing intelligently to situations like this. The ruling or opposition party shouldn’t play divisive politics and should take up action jointly at a time like this. Instead of assuming that the citizens of this country are resilient, the media should depict the anger inside us, that’s screaming “enough is enough”. We all should unite, against a common enemy…terrorism.

Yes, we can!

2008-11-07T23:33:00.003+05:30

This is the only election that caught my attention, yes, I am indifferent to the local neck tight elections, and I'm not ashamed to tell this. That's because, this is the election that has brought about hope, the only thing that has a high probabilty to bring about change..in a country that has been reeling under recession, been written off for its military pressure in Afghanistan, and its certain celebrities going into narcotics. and its infamous insane killers. In the awe-inspiring speech made by Barack Hussain Obama after becoming the President elect, he said these famous bunch of words that are being repeated by everyone, from the youth to the aged, "If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible; who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time; who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer."Ah, the power of words! Voting results point out that the youth played a huge role, tipping Obama way ahead of McCain. Reasons are quite obvious- Obama, 46 years old, confident, tends to give confident lyrical speeches.McCain- 70 years old, and rumoured to be another Mr.Bush when it comes to his policies and promises. Meanwhile, the Black community is delighted as Obama is the first African-American President of the U.S.A. 98% of the Black community in America voted for him, and he got 1% less votes against McCain when it came to the Whites. Well, i don't think, all these statistics should bother Obama, because he is here to stay, and change the mindsets of the cynical let down Americans. The flipside of all the euphoria, maybe that Obama, who is strongly against outsourcing of jobs, might want to take away the outsourced jobs from India and give jobs to the American people, that is, his people. Former Foreign Secretary of India, and other financial experts believe this unwanted 'change' is just not possible, as we, in fact by doing the outsourced work, make America more effecient. This President-to-be is so amazing hardworking, his life story, worth a million storybooks, a two-time grammy award winner and someone who completely deserves to resurrect a nation to its old and majestic standing.

2008-11-04T22:43:00.002+05:30

My tagged post :) Here it goes.

My wallpaper : My eldest sister's photo..Wondering why? Well shes in canada, and i like seeing my sisters' photos ( i have another sister in the US of A..) So keep fluctuating between the two.

My icons: The most basic items you can find. My whole computer just got reformatted, so itunes, limewire, EVERYthing got wiped out :(

Um other than that, nothing much else. Lol, disappointing i know. Cant help it . Tag me better stuff next time :P

Whatever

2008-10-21T18:27:00.002+05:30

I feel like a lone wanderer
Someone who is just watching, not participating.
Others' lives seem more complete and interesting.
I am almost the same all the time
Nothing in my life, worth gossiping about.

I wait with a pen in hand and paper to stare at.
Waiting for thoughts to flow.
I feel like something ominous is going happen any moment.
I feel vulnerable.
The joy and jocund everyone is witnessing, among bomb blasts
and abuses seem unreal and made up.
The fake relaionships seem like a deal signed between two ambassadors.
The reality in every thing has lost its quality after the coming of 'reality' shows.

Im waiting for something new.
someone special.
Im fed up.
Time's tickin'

Crushed.

2008-09-21T07:58:00.000+05:30

Having a crush on someone is the most irritating feeling in the galaxy. It makes me dream of things that will never materialize, thoughts that are a constant distraction, a churning feeling in the gut… a lot more that just doesn’t have space in this paper. It’s a bag full of empty promises to the self and hurried glances at mirrors. It forces me to make sure I look my best, wherever I go, in the hope of seeing that person. In the end, Im drained, feel cheated, and alone. Everyone seems to be happily committed, whilst I drink a mug of coffee, alone, bored and feel like a stray, that’s been somehow accepted into this environ, reasons unknown.

bleurgh

2008-09-02T16:24:00.001+05:30

Basketball sucked big time today.

p.s: bleurgh courtesy/honours--hari (the bleurgh guy, i guess)

.....

2008-09-01T21:31:00.005+05:30

Joy is an illusion, Happiness, a temporary emancipation from the vexations of life...
‘They’ say materialistic pleasures are not the ways to find true happiness, I beg to differ.
There is nothing like true happiness, it’s just a term attached to finding things that don’t necessarily cost you in monetary terms.

It takes merely a helpful gesture or a chat with a friend to boost up my spirits, but im repeatedly having negative froths float in my head, frequently of late. My definition of happiness/joy has been under constant retrospection, as I’ve been put under the scanner for no regretful acts of mine. It’s probably because of the institution im studying in, but hell yeah, im not in good cheer as of now.

The addiction..

2008-08-23T22:59:00.000+05:30

“ Who will be interested in being the editor of the school magazine?”, myriad hands shoot up and I try my best to make my hand look reasonable stiff and long as a pole, in an attempt to be a strong contender for the post.

“Manasa you’re interested? Ah well, ok then you can share the responsibility with sushruthi”, said Jo mam, making me feel elated.

Yes, I am Manasa K Kumar, ex-editor of the my school magazine, voicing out something in my head to all those who wish English could be taught all eight periods in a school day. If that sounds crazy in a nice way, read on. If not, then I regret to say, our journey together ends here.

You might have heard of math whizzes, Einstein’s, social science addicts, and of course the minority who love reading Shakespeare. I see that the number of people who love English is slowing down to a minority. I hardly looked at it beyond the fact that it was a subject where it was impossible to score more than the standard mark. Maybe it’s because of parents’ dreams of making their children engineers doctors and chartered accountants of tomorrow. Somehow, with unassuming guidance from many people, I now love the subject so much that I want to make a living out of it. Maybe I won’t be remunerated as much as my fellow classmates who will turn out to be the who’s who of the society, but my love for the language will keep me happy for long.

When I get into the mood of writing, everything else ceases to exist. Even the music in my ipod grows silent, the blaring television looks like a mime and all tensions ebb away. I space out, stare into emptiness and let my feelings transform into ink. I actually find it reasonably nice to write long essays. I feel I’m a loner in this journey with pen and paper, barring a few people, who sometimes reflect my own thoughts.

Editing a magazine is fun! Huffing and puffing over the lack of enough articles to be published, to going around begging for contributions, to having detailed planning for the cover and style and the like was so much fun!

Maybe, I’ll keep brooding over what else I can do, while writing, but until I find something else to do, I will keep writing, I’ll keep writing till the river of my thoughts go dry, till I feel like im a thirsty traveler in a parched desert. Or maybe I will never stop, because even then, I’ll write about the mirages I witness.

2008-06-25T21:57:00.001+05:30

Of my own volition,
I’ve decided to put myself down

Beauty is not my thing
I decided

It’s crept into my mind
That I don’t physically look stunning
Nor am I brimming with intellect.

No amount of practicality
Is allowing me to construe
This sudden notion
Of feeling dumb

Its making me
Delirious when I get praise
I feel shallow and listless.

I am abandoned with only pain
Left to soothe my worries.

I feel like a dry leaf
Writhing under the hot sun
With no one having enough time
To take a look at it.

I feel parched and pulverized
An anecdote reaches my thirsty heart
“It's all right letting yourself go as long as you can let yourself back”

For the detour,
I’m waiting.

packets of hope.

2008-06-11T00:53:00.000+05:30

Bewitching, I’ll call it.
The way you look at me.
It makes me feel everything is in its place.
Everything is ok.
And that you are happy.

That makes me happy.
The nexus between us leaves me content
Content that there is always someone,
Thinking about me, making sure I am all right

You are my true knight.
Forget dreary knight riders.
A pack of twelve of them won’t come near your worth.

Packets of rain hit my umbrella
As I stand here
Waiting for you to arrive
To say something
Anything.

You come and hug me
And say things that only you can say
It lifts up my spirits
Im not flying in the air
But I know bright colors now.

For the greater good, I pray for the day to come
That day when you are for real
To arrive
Into my life.

dAnCe

2008-05-29T22:51:00.003+05:30

I don’t know why I feel this way when it comes to dance. It grips me, it tires me out. It makes me smile during accounts class. It makes me feel goofy, when I turn around a guy instead of me doing the same! It leaves me gasping for more (and oxygen), every time.

It gave me a new meaning to life. Something I’ll cherish till I’m old and croaking. The first time I danced with a guy (bad experience, but hey I did dance with a specimen of the opposite sex). It made me feel confident. It made me another person in a span of fifteen days. It made me addicted to hip hop songs.

P.s: It made me lose 3 kgs in fifteen days.

Useless waste of 15 days of my life.

2008-05-18T18:14:00.004+05:30

I was smitten by you
At the very first glance

How can I fall for you?
Having just looked at you a couple of times?
Having known only your name?

I need treatment, and fast.
To remove this annoying feeling that
Sends a lurch through my stomach, a shiver through my spine
And also weakens my knees
When you just LOOK my way?

Have you ever seen yourself smile?
Trust me; it’s the best thing I've ever looked at.

I may be rambling about..
But here's what I have to say
I have a huge crush on you

I may sound cliché, but
I've never felt this was
For anyone before!

Anyway I'm saying this, all straight from my heart.
A non functional one, since you did something to it

And yeah,
I don’t care if you like me back
Just thought I'd let you know.

P.s: just thought ill put it up cuz friends said its pretty good. don't mean a bit of it now. atleast, not after what happened at the show :I

P.s:It will always remain my crazy crush poem :D

mY uNfOrTuNTeLy eVeRgReEn hOPeS

2008-04-13T23:43:00.006+05:30

sweet notes
touching music
are my teenage cravings

a soft touch
a caring hug
will be my lifelong cravings

No guy ive met till now
has made me special
different, yes, but nothing
worth making official

i'm fed up of writing
and needing
i want the right one
even from miles away, speeding

I want him to send
me pink flowers
and call me and never
cut the line for hours

I want him to like
only me
for which i'd have to give
him, to unlock my heart, the key

so well here i am all ready
for my love to come by
with ferrerorochers and a brown teddy !

TaggeD

2008-03-15T22:30:00.002+05:30

ok ive been tagged by the evil miss , so i have to wirte imp stuff about me (like there is anything that can make heads move, let alone turn 360 degree!)

1)i LOVE crashing after school , and then waking up in the night and then staying up till like one or two in the morning . the pleasure of it just cant be explained in detail now ! lol

2)i can read other people's minds SO well , i cant just finish almost every other sentence , especially for my best friends :)

3)one cockroach keeps visiting me every night

4)i like backstreet boys :D

5)dont like cream and foam in coffee ewwwwwww

6) i have elephant memory :)

toothaches and applesauce

2008-03-07T00:03:00.001+05:30

The times of toothaches
Are over and done with

It’s time for heartaches

The smell of new books
And the anxiety in getting canvas shoes
Are over and done with

It’s time for sniffing perfumes,
Partying in delight

The love for meeting people online
And connecting, was a pressing hobby
Of the past

Now I detest coming near the old box

Things of the past leave me a mixed bag of emotions

I don’t know if it’d be plum if I continued the same way
Or change myself a tad bit, to view, and let others view
Me in a different perspective

I hate the fact that things change
And keep on doing so
Without giving a warning,
A couldn’t -care -less attitude

I wish things changed for the better
For a better me,
For a better world.

So that my childhood memoirs don’t
Camouflage my current state of mind
Or don’t remain completely oblivious to my present actions

Things I've realized :)

2008-02-11T21:09:00.000+05:30

Too long a wait for my next post huh ? ahh well i know im just talking to the wall so thats ok :) he can wait

so what HAVE i been doing , some may ask.I'll try explaining that.I've been going crazy and am successful in continuing to do so ..because of the farewell that's coming up ..im not revealing anything in case any twelvethees have turned spies ! Really its annoyign the way they turn up in the auditorium when we are really bucking up for the big day ..

Other than that , ive been missing the before said person so much so again.It all started when i started reading this book called P.S. I love you .it made me cry so much and think about the people ive lost in this journey of my life. I keep rubbing my fingers against things i love right now , because i never really did care about things until they werelost and cant come back and so im trying my very best to stay at the persent , forget my past, stay connected to things and people i love , and continue loving life how many ever times it tries to diss me off..
Writing really takes me to another level.This is one thing ive realised in the past few days , especially poetry .Its something like home, the smell of a bedsheet you use everyday,like the rubberband you throw around like you dont care about but still go treasure hunting everymorning to tie up your hair decently .Yeah, poetry means a lotttt to me , and thank god ive realised that too..

Oh yeah, and ive realised so many more things these few days, i just cant explain every single thing, not only due to lack of time but also becase of the fact that i love to keep some small things to my self , but hey i never said i wasnt a blabber mouth :P

Oh yeah and i went to see rini madam's play and it was rockin :) though i have to truthfully accept that i didnt pay attention towards the end of the play ( due to elements like archit , janhavi and c, and coughing pills :)!!) i really liked the lights, the cat(shree)'s acting.

and oh yeah i'll leave you to peace for a while :)

2007-11-10T10:42:00.000+05:30

dew drops,
a pretty sight,
on a night so bright,
reflecting a world of blue and coziness,
a world so pure ...

jApAn

2007-10-18T22:31:00.000+05:30

A country I haven’t been to.
A country similar to my motherland
A country facing the same troubles
As my very own

Japan, a country so dissimilar to my country
a place which is often thought as cold and inconsiderate
of neighboring countries
a land also thought self obsessed

A land so close to my heart now
It feels like im already there and rearing to explore
Its truths beyond all levels

Japan races regally ahead of us in
More ways than one
Sometimes I feel jealous, then I say
God! It’s none of your business

Then again
It’s the only country
In history of the world
To have been the victim
Of nuclear holocaust
I sympathize, I empathize

It’s a country
I still claim to know little about
Its politics and culture still a mystery
To a lay man

Sigh.

Well, im a confused homosapien
Now trying to continue
To enrich my experiences
That makes this saga
Of discovering Japan
At 16

silence is golden.I've just realised that..& more

2007-09-30T21:37:00.000+05:30

Well...no ive not gone mad and thrown my phone into the gutter..I've just been so pre-occupied..not just by emptiness, but stuff ...like how I'm going to deal with my horrible performance in the quarterly and yeah how to deal with some friends ,who've started acting very weird ..how to act with some teachers and how not to with others ..how to deal with your past when its staring at your face, when you've been thinking, all this while, it was safe in your forgotten list ..

ahh well ..im no perfect person ..but i did find some answers

well , marks will ALWAYS come and ALWAYS go ..you just cant do anything about it .i just put in my best ..and got marks marginally better than in mid term ..and you know ? because of a friend ....im actually happy with them :) ....
well about the friend acting weird..well i just can't help it ..Im already going through so much pressure to do well in every single thing i give a shot at ..so well ..id just say tough luck to myself and move on

About the teachers part ? ive still not found answers ..all of them are acting so weird ! i dont know what the want ? whether its my blood or marks ..ive still not figured out ! all i know is its not my problem ..i cant change my ways just because they dont like it ..i mean what the hell , im scoring decent ..its not they who can rule my life

The past part ? well ..um its kind of haunting me still ..really dnt know what to do ..im missing some one from my past like crazy ..im crying ..bawling ..writing something in the name of poetry..just for that person ..but of couurse i know that person cant cme back .i have to face it and its eight years and running since the war against my to-forget list has been on ..im still at war ,neither defeated nor triumphed

ahh well..life is weird ..and im yet to be ready for it..but im still armed ..

me and my armada
waiting in silence
will the strength of my past
resurrect ?
To help me move on ?
to acheive something
real ?

symphony of thoughts

2007-09-17T22:24:00.000+05:30

every single day used to be a new day for me. the things that happen everyday used to be the same though..
but now ..everything has changed ..many new incidents,some for the good some for the bad ..some for both ..but one thing has definitely changed-no one is the same anymore .

dark shades of emotions cross me by
everyday
the dementor hovers over
sucking
happiness out of me..
whether there is anything to be happy about
is food for thought

kaleidoscope of thoughts
they twist and turn
make shadows in the void filling my head

Sudden balls of fire
breathing and angry
seldom avoidable
spread over my thoughts
like butter on bread
sheilding me from
seeing sense

the fury angst, temper
filling me
for reasons unknown
camouflage my true intentions
intuitions
goals
in life

TiLL mY lAsT bReAtH ....

2007-08-10T20:39:00.000+05:30

I am deaf .As in not “deaf” deaf, like I can hear the clear water of Niagara Falls, the loud thumping stereo system, my grand mother’s morning prayers. its the cricket’s chirp, headlines kept at low volume and my dog chestnut’s whines are what I miss out. With my hearing aid that is.

To be quite honest, I kind of like my deafness, To be honest, It wasn't easy the first few years after the car accident but now it's become something that makes me special among my friends. By the time I lost my hearing, I'd already accumulated a fixed circle of people, and they mostly rushed to participate in the drama.

I love it when my friends introduce me to new people, although I never let on. I love the proud and honorable expression they wear when they say "This is Nandy- she's deaf", as if I were evidence of their benevolence. I also love the split-second shocked expression on the new people, the hasty smiles and their best imitations of what they think of as their "normal faces". If they do the ritual well enough I turn my head ever so slightly and tuck my hair behind one of my ears, whichever one's closer to them. They never fail to say something nice about my sleek hearing aids.

Hearing aids make better accessories than the usual earrings and necklace, to be truthful. I’ve got this whole collection of hearing aids.

Usually, when people form friends as a group, each member gets a name. Its not like its chosen or anything, it just clicks with the situation. Mine is Nandy-the deaf girl…no, no don’t wrinkle your brows! its not something that’s meant to be rude even though it kind of highlights the fact that god has deprived me of my sense of hearing, but no it’s a simple name I chose … It fits perfect, because iwas never and am not good in anything specifically. This name also makes me stand out, actually more than stand out, because quite a number of things wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for my scarlet and gold hearing aids.

For example, the thing with Arun.

I first met Arun in an apartment party held by one of my friends, Sana .He happened to be her neighbour.The usual intro, and we were friends.

We were searching for our share of coke, when Sana went to meet someone at the door. This
Was the part where we were alone for the first time...I mean of course, loud silence was there for company "Do you usually read lips like this? Or do you sign too?" he asked after a while.

"I mostly just read lips because it was easier to pick up than signing, although that's not the only reason I was staring at your lips," I told him.

That sharp cold piece of silence was shattered when we started laughing, Of course I couldn’t hear him. Just his lips and my silent assumption of his laughter.

We did the usual and exchanged numbers, and a week later Arun did the unthinkable and called. We went out, satisfied ourselves that the other person still looked good in sober daylight, and read more lips. Within two months Arun and I were dating.

Our first birthday was his 19th...I got him tickets for the JRO concert...”Are you sure you can enjoy it Nandy?” he asked, his eyes filled with concern. I actually felt sad for him, I mean he couldn’t have a normal happy life, just and only because of me.

I felt awkward and weirded out. Where was this leading us to?

“Yeah, if its loud enough Ar, and the concert being JRo...I trust it to be ear-splitting!”
that tiny little piece of silence melted into nothingness as we smiled at each other, knowingly.

How many more times of these loud silences? How many times will he sacrifice for me? How long will it last?

These were the questions that were tearing my head apart.

I couldn’t take it any longer… I didn’t want someone to suffer because of me …

So, I wrote this

That day I met you
My heart did something.
I’ll never forgive her

She made me yearn for you
To make you mine.
You figured.

Why do you care so much?
About this deaf dumb girl
So full of nothingness

Spread-eagled on your desk
Lies this letter of mine
Begging you to forget

Me
And my deafness

-Nandy

I walked down the road leading to my house, away from his. He had been fast asleep when I went there. Guilt twisted my heart, for reasons I’m not aware of. I was just saving someone from sharing my misery, throughout his life. Sigh.

Things have never gone my way. Will they go now? The guilty part of me wanted it all back, back to the beginning, trying to learn from each other.

The other, full of happiness, reasons unknown.

Well, God does turns things the way you always wanted, but always scared to voice out. He came back

Nandy
When I say your name
It brings me
Memories of you
Your beauty
Your ways
Everything.

I cannot
Ever
Be without you.
Kill me, if you think
Otherwise
I will love you
Till my last breath

We are back together, forever.

A FALLING Leaf

2007-06-18T19:39:00.000+05:30

All my life, I've dreamed of being a senior, being a captain, sporting that attitude that defines a "eleventhee"! But here I am, getting worked up for every single thing, doing EVERYSINGLE day's homework, waking up to find that I've slept over my books the previous night, rushing to school to make it before my class teacher finds out I'm late, making sure I'm getting every word the teachers utter, You know what ?
I WANT TO REWIND MY LIFE !

I'm sick of my life, except for this one NEW factor in my life ( which most of you know, im guessing) well,other than that and my good ol' friends there's nothing to lift my mood up when im down,im becoming lethargic and tired and stressed out , and it is affecting me internally also ! ive lost like 5 kgs in a week , i puke every single day, its like my board exam period is repeating itself ! (urm just that there IS no exam rightnow!)

My sports day is coming up, and ooooh guess where its going to be held this time around ?? MADRAS CORPORATION ground where all these weirdos end up coming and oggling at us when we go there for some running practice and now it will be like PARADISE for them :(

waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, and oh you want the cherry topping of it all? once, we move on to eleventh all the senior teachers teach us , and now i found out that all our senior teachers are thinking our batch is educationally handicapped, even though we excelled in the boards , woah it feels great you know :(

I'm just trying to hold back my tears when I'm writing this, i dont't know where my life is heading!

I just know i have people who care for me , and that god really doesnt like me much, late realisation i know,well it wouldnt have mattered anyway if i had found out earlier , would it ?

P.s:ok im writing this when im really down , dont mean to hurt anyone from my school , or my schools "prestige" , just ranting about ...

travelling toad ,back to spoil your mood !

2007-05-15T23:30:00.000+05:30

OMG I've missed blogging terribly ! Had a problem with the blogger.com site actually ..i guess it didnt want me to update but ahh well who can stop me when I've decided to do something lol ..*god why do i sound so leonine all the time lol*

Anyway , I've got loads to fill in here ...how my holidays went(well they're still going on) ..how my poem got published but i forgot to mention it in my own lill bloggy !!And how I'm continuing to be my weird self :)

To start it off,after the initial anxiety and excitement ,my relieving period started ....it actually sunk into my skin that this is the TIME OF MY LIFE ..this is when i join all the classes i want to ,watch all the movies i can ,hang out in every hang out in chennai ,write all i want ,read books of my choice ,catch up with evergrowing movie list ....well in other words ..i had the license to FREAK OUT

And that's partly true ...if not completely ! i actually joined this one art class ..it starts tommorow ..I just love art ..have i mentioned that before ..i love painting ,sketching ,just anything! have developed this new found love for it ..! ..so yeah other than that i havent joined many classes that i inteb\nded to ..but well i made up the loss by watching loads n loads of movies ..

well next comes my trip to Thailand-Singapore-Malaysia !!oh my -i had the time of my life !!From water skiing to jet skiing to para-sailing to witness my sister's friend being asked out by a british guy to falling in love with Thailand malls to taking a photo with a cheetah and chimp to hugging a snowman at -6 degree celcius to conversing with one of my favorite reporters to getting stranded in the Thailand airport for over three hours ...I was there ...Did it it all !

And and I have to mention all the movies I've watched till now ..well actually the list is small since i wasn't in chennai half the time ... anyways ,me saw Tara rum pum,Spidey 3 (i actually liked it while none i know loved it a wee bit :(:(,Dreamer,Unnaale Unnaale ,Pride and prejudice for the nth time,shrek for the fifth time and i guess thats it .sadly !

ohh yeah then comes the news ..Well all of you must be knowing by now ..well through MBS at least (aka ManasaBroadcastingSystem )..that my poem "The Harsh World" with a little minor changes made it to this book called "Poetic musings" ,an yearly anthology published by this website called "www.thepoetsanctuary.com" which I'm a member of :):)

ohhh yeah not to mention the shopping sprees I've been having with my cousin Priya akka ..hehe shes getting married on june 25 ..so we are having a blast !! from spencers to citi centre to almost every shop in the city ! sarees ,dhavani (traditional south indian half saree) to indian print skirts to jewellery to winter clothes(she's going to settle down in the U.K) to thai outfits !! hehe It's been so so so so much funnnnnn !!

Ok, mesa(aka me, a word ORIGINALLY MADE UP by my friend mani,since he was really offended when i said he flicked it from someplace ) shall continue my rantings after i do something useful :)

take care
cheers !

OMG

2007-03-25T12:10:00.000+05:30

omg omg omg omg omg omg omg omg ...hey did i mention omg !!!!!!!

my HUGE freaking exams r freakin overrrrrrrrrrr ..omggggggggggg!!!!!!!!

just have a small test left n then its all over !!!omgggggggggg

n yeah my bloggy is a year old!! my baby :)

hehe tanx al u peeps hoo patiently read it n commented :):):):):):P

neway me too hyper now ..will update blog once my fever is gone...feeling sick now ...

tc
peace

sAcHiN tEnDuLkAr

2007-03-18T09:28:00.000+05:30

He made sure
His name became a commoner’s
He made sure he deserved
Every piece of life that’s thrust into him

He rallied away all the politics
Surrounding his career…
He became the best
Of all in the world of cricket

It’s a game of the mind
And the relationship the players
Share
He personified
And molded and cast
Himself as the best in the game
And continues the same

Many worship him
Many more admire him
Many more believe in having faith in god
Because here’s a guy who looks like
He’s signed a contract with the lord himself

The causative factor for
Quiet noises, fervent prayers,
Strained whispers, and ringing slogans
Is him …

He was there right from the beginning
And will be till the end
For us to depend on, lean on
And live a half life being him

Yeah, he’s sachin tendulkar

[PSSST:-- this poem is not applicable to the person mentioned above cuz he got our for less than ten runs against the disastrous loss against minnows bangladesh !! hehe
(sorry i'm a typical indian cricket fan !)]

aye' captain over n out

2007-01-03T13:44:00.000+05:30

'breathe in, breathe out' is all i can manage to whisper as my life goes on n on ...n this year ill be a sour sixteen years old ...not a bit of sweetness i can trust as the years go by ...in the end im all alone ...pushed on to write exams ..forced to take a group out of the meagre two options available to me...both i think are useless ...because all i want to do in the end is journalism ..become a reporter ..find the truth lurking behind the screen of commercial advertisements and pretences...i want to be as right as the rain for once in my life ...leaving my worries in an unknown place a.k.a my heart ...

almost everyone i know has one person they completely depend on ..outright ...life is not the same without that person ..n well all i know is im still 'searching' for a person like that ..be it a friend or the most expected 'boyfriend' which i think i will never have the fortune of having !...
it's actually better that way for now you know ...all mah worries-i jus yap it off with mah friends ,family,strangers ...

have a bundle of exams waiting for me ...wrote one today ...kinda wrote in 1 hr roughly ..so i guess the frequent examining is kinda helping me out ..at least its helping me increasing the speed at which i crap !

might not blog for a long time from today ...so hope u guys njoy ur lives till then !!!
hehe take kare n pray for the tenthies ever to write any boards from now on at least !!!

BIG HUG N BIG TATA

cold lines

2006-11-28T21:57:00.000+05:30

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

2006-11-23T22:55:00.000+05:30

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

2006-10-28T15:26:00.000+05:30

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

2006-10-13T13:37:00.001+05:30

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

2006-10-09T22:58:00.000+05:30

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

2006-09-15T12:00:00.000+05:30

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

2006-09-13T08:05:00.000+05:30

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~

2006-08-26T16:11:00.000+05:30

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

2006-08-11T18:20:00.000+05:30

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

2006-08-05T22:50:00.000+05:30

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

2006-08-04T09:29:00.000+05:30

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

2006-08-02T14:06:00.000+05:30

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

2006-08-02T13:45:00.000+05:30

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

2006-07-17T20:55:00.000+05:30

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

2006-07-14T19:02:00.001+05:30

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

2006-07-01T14:28:00.000+05:30

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

2006-06-30T17:30:00.000+05:30

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

2006-06-30T17:19:00.000+05:30

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

2006-06-13T21:24:00.000+05:30

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

2006-06-11T10:12:00.000+05:30

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

2006-06-05T20:17:00.000+05:30

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...

2006-05-24T15:48:00.000+05:30

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

2006-05-24T12:14:00.000+05:30

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

2006-05-24T12:11:00.000+05:30

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

2006-05-11T20:05:00.001+05:30

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

2006-05-11T19:13:00.000+05:30

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

2006-05-04T16:32:00.000+05:30

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

2006-05-01T22:41:00.000+05:30

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

2006-05-01T11:14:00.000+05:30

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 ~

2006-04-25T18:38:00.000+05:30

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:))

2006-04-25T16:09:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-24T18:55:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-22T23:38:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-14T13:11:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-14T11:25:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-12T21:02:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-11T15:46:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-10T18:54:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-10T15:02:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-08T15:31:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-07T16:13:00.002+05:30

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

2006-04-07T15:35:00.000+05:30

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

2006-04-05T20:53:00.001+05:30

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

2006-04-05T14:56:00.000+05:30

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!

2006-03-28T22:35:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-28T22:25:00.000+05:30

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?

2006-03-26T16:58:00.000+05:30

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 !

2006-03-22T21:03:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-21T19:48:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-19T10:47:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-14T13:57:00.001+05:30

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

2006-03-14T10:22:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-13T19:43:00.000+05:30

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!

2006-03-13T18:39:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-12T21:12:00.000+05:30

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

2006-03-12T19:19:00.000+05:30

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