Why a separate telangana?

The one month long turmoil in city really got me to think...initially i had a different opinion .I thought having a separate state would make no difference and i thought it was all a political gimmick ,but when I actually read the history of telangana i realised that a separation is important maybe for people living in Hyderabad it wouldn't make much of a difference but demographically 9 out of 10 districts in Telangana region of Andhra Pradesh are recogized by the Government of India as Backward. According to the Backword Regions Grant Fund 2009-10, 13 districts are located in Andhra Pradesh, 9 are from Telangana and the rest from other regions.Now every state gets funds from the centre and that has to be used for the states welfare .If we have a separate telangana..the state would get separate funds as a state which can be utilised for development.Now will having a separate state alone solve the problem of regional backwardness...No.Separation is not the only solution we would need good leaders as well who are genuinely interested in public welfare and would keep up their word.

There is alot you can learn from children.

Children teach us how to be happy without reason,to always be busy with something,to demand something you really want with all your might and strength ,they teach us to love unconditionally.Most of all they are happy with the little things in life which most of us i guess are not.
Just the other day there was this lil girl who came to me at one of the christmas celebrations and said in her cute lil voice "i didnt get a gift"
We were completely out of gifts so i gave her a balloon and she smiled at me and said "thank u didi" and kissed me.
One thing I learnt from this was to be happy with lil things in life coz beauty of life exist in these lil moments...

The Indian Navy

The Navy has always fascinated me from the time I was a lil girl.This Is my one of my favourite videos ..Its really sad i couldn't make it but the navy will always be one of the things i will always be passionate about

Marriages are made in heaven and weddings in hotels

Marriage and wedding may have the same meaning in any dictionary but I would like to introduce you to what I think about the two words .
Marriage as anyone would define is a union of two souls who take vows "till death do us apart"
Weddings on the other hand mean the same but I would like to make a slight change ..weddings now-a-days i would say is more about having an extravagant ceremony, more like show of wealth and status...(which suggests y i titled this post weddings are made in hotels) and can't believe there are shows like the big fat wedding and likes ,which do nothing but make you feel bad ...not that I am saying its not good to have a lavish wedding but I feel there are millions of people who don't even get a morsel of food.Weddings are a once in a lifetime opportunity and it should be made memorable coz its the only day you get to lead a fairytale life .How many Of these couples end up living happily ever after like the happy endings of fairy tales..I know life isn't a fairy tale but statistics state that divorce cases have increased over the past few years...are "We" the younger generation so clueless about our lives or are we so caught up with our lives and careers that we have no time to make the right choice .Life in a bustling city does make it difficult .But do we as young people understand the importance of the age old institution called "marriage".With more and more money pouring in and youngsters earning too much too early marriages have now become weddings in the best hotels.Weddings have now become more about the dress ,the bridesmaids ,the venue ,cuisines rather than the love of the couple or the presence of near and dear ..Has love lost its essence in marriage? I do not know ..Maybe some do fall in love .........

Jaya's Wedding

Had been thinking alot of what i should write about coz nothing much had been happening in my boring life ....and then Jaya's wedding happened.....We left for Nagpur on the 22nd ....Nampally Train station ....The Nizammudin Express to Delhi was 20 mins late...Mum dropped me off at the station ...I looked for my platform number on the screen as the train timings appeared ..It didnt take me very long to reach platform number 1.I looked around to find the a whole bunch of people about 30 of them waiting ...The train was late and finally when it did arrive we jostled into the boogies....we settled in our seats...We didnt sleep that night ..Rinki played the dholak and they sang some sindhi songs and danced all night ....We reached the Nagpur station at 10.15 am the next day and we were greeted very warmly with rose boquets and oranges..We had cars waiting for us to drop us to our hotel.The ride from the station to the hotel was a 5min drive with mostly college's and Government offices on the way..We stayed at The Ranikothi's for 3 days....Nagpur was quite different from the pre formed image I had about the city...It looked more like a town with very few shopping malls and most importantly less traffic and no pollution which you hardly get to see in Hyderabad these days .With the advent of IT companies ,things have changed drastically..Nagpur on the other hand is a really warm and clean city famous for its oranges....DAY 1 -We reached the rani kothi's and freashned up and went for breakfast at the mini hall ...The breakfast was a mix of sindhi and SouthIndian food...we got back to our rooms ...the good thing was I had company .We were free for the rest of the day till 5 ..so we decided to go for a walk around the city ..there isnt anything much to see in Nagpur but still there is something special about the city ...the warmth,the stillness and laidback life. Well,in the evening they has some sangeet and it was the first time i had been to some thing like this..The sangeet was fun ..they played the dholak and sang the sindhi folk songs which were funny ...I mean i didnt understand but i asked my friend and she was kind enough to translate it for me.There was food again !One thing about sindhi marriages is that there is variety of food,mocktails,tikka's you just can't have enough of it.After the sangeet we got ready to go for the engagement ceremony at The Grand Millenium ..We had the kachela cars to pick us and drop us to the hotel...It was kind of boring in the beginning but later it was fun.Jaya looked beautifully gorgeous that day!We danced all night and had a blast!I kinda get mad when when music plays ,i love to dance!I also met many people.There was this particular lady who sat beside me ..she was very charming and well spoken...she invited me to tag along with her for dinner but i couldn't join her coz jay asked me to come to dance ..i felt really bad i couldn't join the lady for dinner ..there was something really special about her smile she had some kinda charisma..Anyway ,we had fun dancing and then it was also jay's parents anniversary so we had a cake cutting and sang songs.We called it a day the next morning at about 2.30 and then the cars dropped us back to the hotel.We got back but couldn't sleep so we talked for a while .With me in my room were Dimple,deepu,mohit and 4 other aunties from Nanded,Bangalore,Hyderabad and delhi.Most of them gossip mongers(Middle aged anunties somehow have a natural inclination for gossip)..any way i didn't care coz i didn't understand most of it.
Another thing nagpur is famous for is the haldiram's mithai ...its one thing u just cant afford to miss..
From Variety food,expensive jewellery to the the most lavish venues..sindhi wedding is an extravagant affair.The next day i.e the 24th was Wedding...The baraat as they call it ...came to the hotel at 1.00pm with the dhula sitting on a horse ..The reception was on the same day in the night and we were to leave the next day in the morning at 8am...All in all it was a wonderful experience and one of the most memorable one's

I always amuse myself !My degree of intelligence range from highly philosophical at times to plain dumb ...I am such a dreamer but sometimes i can get obnoxiously practical ...contemplating about all these things i walked through the partially flooded road disinterested in anything that happened around me....i pushed the gate to enter my compound ...what do I see .....It was sophie!She was there sitting all cuddled up waiting for me..She was all grown up now from the last time i saw her ..... all i could say was... aweeeeeee my baby you back!I took her in my arms and ...she licked my face and i was sooo happy that she was back ..i spent the whole evening with her..we watched t.v ,I threw popcorn at her and would run to get it ...i took her to the grotto where we spent many evenings talking(talking in the sense me talking and she patiently listening)she was my best friend ....and it was sooo good to be with my street cat...she had learnt alot of tricks living in the streets:)but i was sooooooooo very happy to see her again ...........didnt think i would get to see her after I had to leave her in the park

Are we ready for speed dating?

Watch this really interesting video

I was watching tv over a sumptous dinner when the door bell rang ....it was raining heavily outside.....and i was wondered who could be at the door.......it was neha.....she was weeping ..i asked her to come in .........she looked nervous and scared .........i asked her to sit down and relax but she was too terrified ........... she kept weeping for a while before she could relax and have the strength to talk .

Rex was in the ICU! she said......i couldn't believe it ....i stood there for a min frozen not knowing how to react...we immediately left for the hospital ..........but couldn't find an rick....somehow we managed to find one..we were quiet all throughout the drive coz we were both too shocked to talk about anything..when we reached the hospital the nurse directed us to the ICU which was on the 1st floor......we rushed to meet him but we were not allowed to see him ...he was unconscious ..he had internal bleeding....we spoke to the surgeon..he said rex poole had to be operated and chances were bleek that he could survive..he had already lost alot of blood and it was close to impossible that he could survive.

All we could do is pray and hope that a miracle happened.......we stayed out in the corridor all night .....neha fell asleep but i couldn't sleep so i thought i'd take a walk.........i took the elevator to the 0th level where rahul's car was parked...........i was hungry.. so i thought i'd go get something to eat...i drove to the nearest food joint and got a parcel for us...

When i reached the hospital .......i went to check on rex and to my surprise he was not in his bed........i went to the place where neha was sleeping ......I woke her up and told her what had happened ....we went to the attendent.....he had no clue of what had happened.........we spoke to the authorities..none of them knew where he had dissappeared..............

Unlike the hundreds of thousands who pour into Goa to savour its Wine,beaches and sunshine I go there to brush cheeks with my kin,to take in deep breaths,of local air and to touch the green grass of my homeland.

This yearly ritual is accomplished by quite a few miraculous phenomenon in the locality.Breakfasts and teatimes of the neighbours see a major change in the menu from the usual alle-belles and koloios to chunks of bread loaded generously with kiri or kraft cheese.Gone are the days when the goans ate just the usual black tea and pav.

The susegad goan life has now transformed into something more like the city life ....no more 7 pm rosary's and dinner at 8 .....goankars are now become more westernised although there is still that dash of goankara's in most of the people despite the fact that most of em have moved away from goa to settle mostly in UAE or others states of India...Although Goa is being commercialised day by day for me it will always be the place where i spent most of my summer holidays as a child,the place i went fishing ,cycling,hiking and stealing cap pickle from my granny's safe....

Life is not all hehe haha

After months of waiting and boredom the results were finally out.............and yay ! i got into loyola that's what i had always wanted.....people persuaded me to do an Mba but then i was really happy coz i was doing what i wanted and even if i didnt do well after MCA atleast i wouldn't blame anyone coz it was my decision and i had to be responsible for it..come what may . I was happy!

and then the first day of college i donno why i was not very excited about it ..donno what was on my mind... although i was happythat i got into loyola, on my way to college i was kinda lost maybe i missed my friends or donno what ...anyway....i searched for my class ...as i entered i gave a glance at the people sitting in the second row and saw this girl yapping to glory .....i took a seat in the first row and stared at the black board and the girl behind me went on n on...i wondered how she could talk so much ...anyway to be honest i didnt like the college at first...god i missed my friends....and i hated myself for not doing Msc with them....but then again i thought i wanted to do this and here i was doing what i wanted then why did i feel so bad.....I was kinda disappointed and dejected... I even thought of sliding....but then again i had this instinct telling me to stay....Alongside alota other things happened roselene left for Uk which was even more depressing i was happy but the i felt like a part of me was being taken away from me...That one week was really bad for all of us.........i couldn't even cry coz i had to give all the others moral support ....i had to behave normal but deep within i knew she was going away for 3 years and i would not see her again...i so wanted to go to the airport to see her off but damn the distance the airport's soooo far...anyway she left on the 7th of september......keren was very depressed and i had to console her i didnt know what to tell her ...but i tried my best to do what i could...college went on as usual ...and yea i am kinda liking it here now.....its not all that bad you know... ofcourse i'll miss my friends but i've made some really good friends now....

The months after graduation hardened me into someone quite different from the levelheaded and confident grad who left the campus........I missed everything from college,friends and all that i had in francis for three long years ....I was at a juncture in life where i didnt know what i wanted to do . People kept telling me different things everyday.......i tried so hard not to be influenced by anybody and do what i really wanted to but everytime i did that i would find myself all the more confused......i could think for hours and hours sometimes doing nothing but think.....I found myself wondering most of the time.....and then i realised i needed a break ...a change so that i get back in sync with the level headed confident college girl who knew what she wanted .....

well,this is it!graduation is almost close and Im ready to begin life's journey.I have alot of mixed feelings right now...that's the wierd thing abt life's big moments-very rarely do they consist of one emotion.

I've spent alot of time figuring out what i should do and what i shouldn't.....and i am still confused.....that's the worst thing about graduating when ur not sure of what you're gonna do in the future.The worst of all is when you thought u found the answer,you'll find you need to ask another question..I guess the answer to all the confusion would come to an end when i realised who i was....which i still am yet to discover........once i do this evrythig else will fall into place .But who am i?what do i like doin?i do not know.. ....but yeah i believe in miracles and i trust myself .sooner or later i shall find out.........

There are no mistakes in life only lessons.

There is no such thing as a negative experience only opportunities to grow,

Learn and advance along the road of self mastery.

Today something really weird happened and i guess it was for a reason.......really donno what i should understand out of it .....but yeah i know it was a divine intervention ........ after a series of not so good things happened in my life i had lost faith in God...Thought that god probably doesnt exist.........i mean if he did then Why would "Good People" suffer.....called myself agnostic for a year went to church but didn't really believe in God.......but what happened today and after that really changed my life. I realised that i am so so lucky to be who i am and there are many more unfortunate people who don't even have what i do so i stopped complaining and blaming God coz i know he is there and has hes angels charge over me.......and i can now say that God really exists otherwise what is it that makes the world go round?and why is it that good things still happen

TO FOUL WEATHER FRIENDS

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole
I thank whatever Gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstances,
I have not winced or cried aloud,
Under the bludgeomings of chance
My head is bloody ,but unbowed.
Beyond ,this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the horror of the shade
And yet the menance of the years
Finds and shall find me,Unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll
I am the master of my fate I am the Captain of my soul