Onam with Friends

Onam was the festival which I can never ever forget in my life. Especially the one this year. The programme we had in our building just rocked to the core. It started early morning. I was feeling sleepy until I heard the first beat of the drum. I was just in a shock. I just turned to my side to see a whole group of adults drumming. Then saw the leopards and felt like laughing out loud. And then the part where the candles in the plates we were holding, had to be lit. You really need to have a lot of patience to be a part of thalapoli. The wind just puts out the flames of the candle and then again its lit and again its put out and so on. Atlast we somehow made it . Then came the boat race ( it was not a real boat but must appreciate the ones who worked hard in making it). After this we made our way to the hall where the programme was supposed to be held. And from the moment we reached there I started getting the deadly butterflies in my throat. I couldn’t even eat the snacks properly. I was just praying to god that everything goes on well. Then the programme started. I sang my song with my buddies and I was relieved. Everything went on well. Then I kept stamping friend’s skirt. I am really sorry for that.. 😉 She would keep on telling me not to do it but what to do … I keep on doing it. Then my dear  friends, both boys and girls,did their dance. They were awesome. But I really feel sad for the fact that I missed some programmes. In fact all of us felt sad. Me and my friends just couldn’t control our hunger any more and decided to go and have the sadhya.. I loved the payasam more than anything else. I was given more rice than expected and so I decided to eat just a little. I am not that big to have a lot of the sadhya. But when it came to payasam I just felt like having more and more. Sadly some of us were sitting somewhere else and so, we couldn’t sit together. But we did come back together after eating. We had the lucky dip and I heard my friend’s name being called out and we were all left speechless. She got a digital camera of her own. I just can’t believe it. I was like OMG. I just felt so damn jealous. Then we were all hoping to get the LCDs but unluckily none of us got it 😦 . And then we all just dispersed from the hall and went down. There too we had fun. I will have to find a new word to describe the whole day. I’ll have to combine all the best words and make a new one. It was that good. I am waiting for the next big day to come where we can enjoy as much as we did in this programme. 😀 And last but not the least the organisers really have to be thanked for keeping this programme . 🙂 🙂 🙂

About me :)

If I were to write an autobiography, I am sure that I would take a long time. Its the same situation now. I would have to think and think and think to tell about me. I am not some one who can point out their own strengths and weaknesses. Its really difficult for me. And that is exactly why I take time.

But there are some things which always pop up in my mind about myself. And one of the main thing that everyone sees in me is that I am quiet. I don’t know why I am quiet in the public. I have been always hunting for the answer to this question but I don’t know why but my mind just goes bank about that.

I love art. I think most of my friends know that very well. Its been my addiction since I started to draw. I just feel like a paper is the only thing to which I can express my feelings. Whenever I feel sad or happy or angry, I just take a piece of paper and start drawing. And frankly speaking, the painting that I do when I am angry is the best….. 🙂

I adore books like anything. I just love going through all sorts of books. I am quiet fast in reading if I get something really very interesting. Almost all the books I’ve read seemed interesting to me but there are very few books which I’ve not read. They may be of a number that you can count with your fingers.

These were just a few things but I will surely find out a little bit more of myself. And surely I will share that too…. 🙂

Books….. writing……etc….

I am a great admirer of books. I could just read a dozen books at a time and at the same time understand every sentence. I’ve often come across people who are always in a  hurry to do the reading. But when we ask them what was the message that the author of the book wants to convey, they would be just blank. I am not a personality like that.  If you’re reading you should be able to enjoy the soul of the books.

I love the books that conveys many emotions in life. Most of the books that i read can be related to my life and that is the best part. For a moment you feel that the author has taken you as the main character of the book. But then you realise that there are many other people who are like you.

One of my greatest dreams is to write a book that will be known all over the world and will probably bring some change in the society. I know that it is not possible for just a simple book to bring about a change in anything, but as far as I can see, things can be made possible.

It’s often seen that books convey the incidents that happened in one’s life. This makes it more touching and proves that books are a part of one’s life. Maybe this is why I get attracted to books. When you read you feel like its your own friend telling a story that has a sad or happy ending.

I may have more to write about books and writing but I just conclude it here. Just wishing to read more and more books later on… 😉

Life…. what is it?

I ponder upon the question… What is life? we all may know it as the period of time we live….. But theres more to see about life…. Its something that preaches us quiet a lot of things. It preaches us on how to deal with others and how to stand on your own feet. People may be going through this but they never define life in this manner.  You should see what more is in it. I have had many incidents in my life including the school days when I had to face several characters. When we were small, its quiet often that we fall down and give out a loud cry. Even if the wound won’t be hurting much, we cry. This is because when we were small, we thought that we were the most valuable things in the world and so should get attention for each and every step taken. But as we grow up, we realise that we are not the only ones existing on the earth. We start to be mature.  We never mind of who looks at us and who doesn’t. This is a very big change in the course of our life. We learn that we are not of any importance, as we grow. We all consider the rich and famous people as some great idol. We take them as our role models and follow the path which they followed to reach the gate of success. But the people whom we are following are also human beings. They too are like us. Why should we follow somebody who is like ourself? It would be better taking up ourself as our role models. We should learn to invent new paths to succeed. Life teaches us more than needed. It provides us with all that it can. It taught us and still will continue to teach us about the roles we have to play in our life at different stages.

Mothers….

Mothers are almost like flowers. No one could be better than them. They would shine in front of all the most beautiful things in the world. It really is great being a child to a great mother. My mother has always given me all the love she could and made sure that i was comfortable every moment. I could never ask more to God. You may be wanting anything currently but once you know the importance of what you have, you would have to change your mind. Our mothers’ soft hands have always been near our heads. We have always slept on it. It is my favorite experience in life. If given a chance for me to wish for anything, I would just wish to live another life with my mother. I can still remember the times when my mother used to stay awake when I fell sick. I would cry and my mother would make me fall asleep. I just wish I could keep on reminding myself of all these moments. There would be a need of a dozen books if I had to write a novel on my mom. Mothers are another form of God.

Politics…

Politics is something which we can hear everytime we switch on the television. All the news channels would be updating the same thing over and over. Why has politics become such a necessity in the current world? There should be leaders who are capable to rule. All leaders in the current world is not at all capable of doing something like to bring all the people together. Each and everyone in the world has something or the other to complain about. Why has this happened? All politicians have the same ideas and cannot bring a variety to the field of politics. We have been seeing the same things since childhood and still can’t find out any difference in the rule. I have noticed something really closely for the past few years. When the elections are going on, candidates may say that they would do social services in such a manner that it would be more than helpful to the people of the society, but all these would turn out to be something to dream about. They never come true. Having a look at the villages in India, they are not yet developed. Everyone had once told that there would be improvement in each and every part of the country. As I told before, all these are just dreams never the truth. Politics has become a topic to laugh about… Its never going to be a serious topic in front of the new generation until there are good leaders who can lead till victory..

History yet to be discovered…..

I often gather all the thoughts of my mind and throw them out for thinking about the past. We might be doing something now but how do the future generation come to know about it like we did about our past. All the kings and queens lived in huge majestic castles and they wore jewelery of gold silver, etc., all these are common things which we come across. Even in stories and novels this is mentioned. Other than this, how do we know the name of the things used in the past and what the rule was like in the past. I need to put on my thinking cap… at least I need to buy one for better thoughts. I sometimes crack my head for silly questions but never for big ones. But I really need to do it for this one…. How do we understand the hand writing and the script of the people of olden times. Are all the things mentioned in history true…. Many questions are popping into my mind, But I can’t answer all at once. I wish I knew the answer to all these questions. But unfortunately I’ve got many other things to do rather than sitting i  some corner and cracking my head…. 😉

Painting and sketching… a part of my life..

As the topic conveys… Painting and sketching is a part of my life. I’ve never been to any school for drawing or sketching or painting. I am not used to be going out to learn anything. I used to sketch everything that came into my mind, on a piece of paper which would be lying around somewhere. This would have been when I was in 1st grade. You must be wondering why things developed in me when i was in 1st grade. I started to grow creative at that time. Soon, I started to express my feelings to drawings and they turned out to be quiet well. My drawings were unique to me. I didn’t find it as a copy of some other famous painting which would be exhibited in museums and art galleries. Art is something even a normal person with no talent in them, can do. I often go through my drawings and find out the improvements that has happened. I really feel proud to see my drawings. When I get compliments from others I feel a light wave going through my body. Its somewhat like a spark that flashes through. I could go on drawing through out my life, although I would need dozens of paper. But as I have conveyed through my previous posts, You can’t have dreams that do not come true. Thus, drawing for the rest of the life would not be possible with many other occupations to do around the world. You all know that the future lies in God’s hands……

Using words

When you come across words like stalk, steal away, blabber, etc., you are tempted to use them in some way or the other. When young, I used them to show everyone that I was better in English than anyone else. But when I grew up, I started using such words to express feelings in a much better way. It in a way helps to improve our grammar and usage of words. I come across these words when I read my books in school and the novels for teens and tweens. I even read magazine articles to get phrases and words. Although you may not understand the meaning of the word when only the word is displayed, When you read it along with the sentence in which its given, you get an idea of what the word means. Just doing a blog or keeping a book to practice your writing would just be more helpful to a person. I started writing poems when in 1st grade. The writing of poems soon grew to a stage of writing short stories and articles. I am always lazy at such things. That is the excuse which I could give to people asking why I did not write my blog for a quiet long time. Now classes have started and so I get to write my blog only once a week. Sometimes I just can’t find a topic to write on. Then I am upset and give up hope. But again a spark comes into my mind with a topic. I work on it for about three days or so and then finally write it in my blog. It’s not a really big process of writing articles for a blog. But when it comes to writing novels, It would be a really huge job to do with the writing. I would surely be exhausted writing a novel. I would just be happy having writing as a hobby rather than taking it up for my job. A person needs to be fluent in English and quick in writing to become an author. And I am not such a person.

Rise till the sun

Everyone has a dream or more likely what you can call a wish, to do something awkward. Although I had read many articles and books about the space and found out that the Sun is burning hot, I had this one dream to put up a flag of my home country on the Sun. Not only the flag, but I too will get burnt along with it. One fine morning, I opened the drapes of my room to see the light of the sun come in. Just then I realized that it was 4 or 5 am in the morning. I could see the sky in a dark blue blanket with stripes of red on it. It was slowly starting to wear out. A small circle started to rise….. and rise till it was perfectly placed in one position. I examined it to see whether it was a ball and was there any child to catch it from falling. But there was no child nor did the ball fall down. I slowly crept out of the house and stood in the garden. Now I was looking at the ball in such a manner that if the ball was alive, it would run away. I had my eyes almost popped out and my mouth open with full concentration. I moved slightly to the side and the ball moved a bit as well. I started to stand on my toes and put up my hands in order to reach the ball. Just then my neighbor who was always curious, saw me. She ran and came to me and asked me what i was doing. I just gave her a smack and told her not to bother. She went back quiet sadly with tears dripping from her eyes and rolling across her cheeks. At that one moment I too felt sad for her. I called her to me and told that I wanted to find out how to reach that ball. She told that it was the sun and that I can not reach it whatever I try to do. I went back home with all my hope lost. I was sitting sadly when my friend  came to me and gave me something wrapped in a leaf. It somewhat seemed like the sun and had eyes and a smiley mouth. It was a toy of the sun! I felt so happy that I hugged my friend very tightly. I stuck that sun on the ceiling of my room so that when I wake up, the first thing my eye will catch sight of would be the sun…. Its still up there on the ceiling smiling at me.