My Husband....

I know that this is very late. Though I can give many reasons for not writing down here,all those reasons would be lame excuses. Sorry for that! I very well know that you will forgive me as you do it often!! Thanks in advance for that!

To start with, I met Gowrishankar at my home in a very traditional atmosphere amidst a crowd. He was in a perfect attire which would attract and make any girl to say YES to marry him. And so I cannot say that I did compromises in my marriage. On the other hand, I need to mention that the first sight spark and a strong bell and many of those cinematic indications were totally null from my side. To be honest it was more of a arranged wedding and we accepted our parents proposal to unite us. Our engagement date was fixed on the very same day we met. I never thought that this would happen!!


The period between betrothal and wedlock was quite huge of about 8 months. That period was quite interesting and we got to know about each other (one and only good qualities were focused to show off from both the sides)..Outings and home parties were of routine during that period. We met at least twice a week!!


Once our wedding was over we learnt many aspects in life. We got to know that life is not as easy as we thought. We realized that many adjustments and compromises were of utmost demand to lead a life with a person who was brought up in entirely a different environment. As a girl there were many responsibilities brought on my shoulders and in the very same way as a boy he was too on overload. We took quite a lot time to acclamatize.The initial months of our wedding showed the real picture of both of us. We came to know about each other‘s real likes and dislikes. Though there were many bitter moments , we later found that, that bitterness prepared and urged us to taste the sweetness of wedded life.


I came to know a lot about him on my days with him in the initial days. He was there by my side, supported and motivated me for all my endeavors.He was awake late night helping me out in preparations for my exams. He sacrificed and controlled his taste buds on many of my exam days as we would get food from hotels and restaurants and I would take leave from all my house hold works. But he never complained or demanded to me to work at those times!!There were only words of encouragement and kindness from his mouth. This very special quality made him to reach a top most position in my heart. I felt at the very moment, that next to my father and mother, there is a real soul which cares about me.


As now a days there is a wide talk about chemistry between mates. I too need to mention about that! I personally feel that we secured 100% in that chemistry!!whatever struck me, it struck to his mind at the very same time. To quote one, I would be about to ask a question to him, he turns towards me to put forth the very same one to me…it has happened several times ….and many other such instances also happened….


Though we have quarrels (which is the part and parcel of every couple in this world),he would be the first person to leave ego, come to me and speak most of the times. He is a perfect, very caring and honest husband.


Very lucky to have him by my side...Thanks to my Mom n Dad to have shown him to me…Many thanks to my in laws and God for giving me this precious gift!!

It was on one of my holidays(hope annual leave),the day started as usual...got up late...mom was shouting and was in a hurry,rushing to her office..saying Booma,Vidhya..Yevalavu vatti koopadarathu?yezhuthirungo..leave na eppadiya?manni 9..yezhunthu 2 slogam solli..nalla bhudhi tharanumnu swamikitta vaendikongo....mmmm seekaram...i heard all thOse..but was acting as if i was on a deeep sleep...checked my sis lying beside me..she was really on a deep sleep....then again after some 10 min ,mom's voice raised,she said...Boooomaaaaaaaaa,kathava pootiko,nan keelambarane..i got up..i was sure if i sleep again ,i would get blast from her,i got up n my first job was - i shaked my sis n asked to lock our door..she gave a horrible look at me... which meant like- cant U do this work?i said go n lock..she did that..mom waved her hands and she asked us to take bath n eat...we nodded ...i just passed my lookS outside...all other kids of our age groups were playing outside...one of my friends (Priya) saw me and asked "ooi eepathan yyezhunthiya?i said yes..".she asked to come outside to join them for playing cards...i said i will come after some time n went inside n locked my door.

I brushed n searched for my sis...she went to sleep again..i couldn digest!i took one pillow n dashed that on her face..she got up n took another one n reciprocated in the very same way....after some time, both of us came outside our bed room n started watching tv in hall...we were sitting on two chairs which were placed one beside the other...we didnt have remote control for our television that time,n so whenever i feel like changing the channel,i would ask my sis to go n change(no matter how near i am to the tv or how far my sis to the tv...)...that day(as our day started with a fight,she was on a very bad mood,which i knew very well)...as usual,,,i said- Vidhya go n change to Sun Tv...she immediately said "podi nee poi panniko.."i got angry..i went n switched off our tv n took one broom which was at the corner of our hall,she too immediately took the other broom and also a knife from the kitchen,i too rushed and found an other knife(we were ready for a terrific war with our weapons),(that time i thought aiyo cha evala vechundu WWF parthathu thappa pochu!),we were circling in the same way how the fighters would do...we were saying some dialouges -
Myself : "onnu naan erukanun eela nee eerukanun de"
My sis : "vadi parthudalam"
Myself: "nan ready ,nee eeniki galli"
My sis: "aatha nee soolakudathu,nan soolanum"

the war started...both suffered from severe pain,,stopped as both were out of energy,we decided to eat n then continue(mutual agrreement),we took 15 min break,then on the 16th min both returned with the weapongs again....at the very moment there was a calling bell heard..aiyo!both kept our weapons at their respective places(forgot to say onething - both the brooms got severely damaged)..it was our friend Priya...she called us for playing ...we locked our door outside and went to play..I will not include my sis in that (age wise we had different gangs in our flat),she went to play with her group...before taking our step out of our home,we said to each other-"eepathapichirukalam aana kattayam maatuva","podi poo" ,we were playing !playing! n playing...it was 5:30 in the eve..aiyo!both rushed to our home...we took bath n changed our dresss n dressed neatly giving a innocent look...clock showed 6..bell rang...it was our mom!

mom asked both had lunch ah?after taking bath right?wen u got up?cleaned our house?for all those we gave a very positive nod,that too my sis said "ya ma kulichuto than saptom,i too said ya ya "then my mom went inside the kitchen and called me to cut the apple with the knife,,i replied "amma kathi romba sharp pa eruku ,kaiya cut panninduduvaney,neeyae cut pannikudu"my mom said ok ok nee veychutu poo nan pandrane,my sis heard it....she shouted n said"amma yeva poi solra n narrated watever happened right from the morning"....gone case!!!!!!!!!!!!my mom noticed the brooms to be torn like anything....both of us got severe scoldings from her n i thought she would leave the matter but she said she is gonna take one of us to office along with her ...n this is gonna be the punishment....my sis immediately said she will come to office...(i was saying inside like its really a punishment to my sis n not to me as i can enjoy very well with my gang here",but keeping all these inside i was asking my sis that i will go to office n asked her to stay at home(i knew that if i say like this she will think that i am interested in going to office",she was replying no n no n no"

next day morning my sis got up early n dressed and waved her hands to me n left with my mom....i was as usualn had an awesome day,complete enjoyment with my flatmates..they came by 6 in the eve...my sis was totally dull n she came near me and said we should not do this sort of things like whatever we did yesterday henceforth n we both should be together always n all...i was shocked!how come she has become like this!thought of calling my mom's office as (POSTREE like Bodhi maram as it has got a terrific change on my sis!yeppa all of a sudden hw can this happen????after hearing all those things happened to her, i agreed on an agreement(she has suffered a lot on one day,really tough to be with old ladies that too talking.yelling their counterparts?/sons/daughters for the whole day,aiyo!i felt very bad for her)

we changed completely from that day,we didnt commit those mistakes which lead to deep sorrow to my sis.....

from that fine day,"we completely stopped telling our mom about all our fights"

next day i called my sis from the bedroom n asked her to change the channel......our fights continued n continued.....but neither of us went to our mom's office the following day.....

The next - My Tamil Teacher

I have taken a long gap...but now i have come back to write about my inspiration - My Tamizh teacher.I studied in sankara(pammal) till my 5th class and our family got shifted to chrompet where i was put in Robert school frm my 6th std...the subjects were all boring but the teachers were strict...they kept weekly tests,monthly tests,mid terms,quarterly....aiyo misereable!!!!!!!!i was just mugging up things and vomiting out.....was an average student...

During my 7th class i have heard from my tamizh mam(Brinda) that none of us in this class performs well and all of us are going to get slap on our 8th class from an other tamizh mam(sumathi)...we all had a opinion that she would be a terror..and all our future tamizh classes of 8th is gonna be horrible!...7th class annual xams were over...we were on our vacation....i enjoyed a lot with my sis(all time fighting)and my grandma took us to our cousin place where we had an awesome time!!!...then came back to my home on june 3rd(hope so)...the next day was the 8th class reopening day....

our prayer started..i just turned around to see any of my friends are in my section...yep!my friends were all in the same class again!it gave a good mood for the day!our chats went on asking one another about their visits n purchases......new class teacher came inside....asked us to write an essay entitled"our vacation"(this happens on every other reopening day....i often write for half a page saying that i was at home....doing holiday homeworks,eventhough i would have visited so many places,i had a opininon like its really a horrible thing to write and describe about the places we have visited.

And our periods/sessions passed on...new timetables were given....books/notebooks were given....all my friends (including me) were keen in seeing wen was our tamizh class for the day...it was on the first session after our lunch break...it was our hot topic on our lunch session ...like how we need to sit on her tamizh class...one of my friends said she heard from her friend of other section that Sumathi miss would send out if she sees us talking/laughing inside her class.....oops!we were all frightened like anything....ready for the tamizh class....

I took my note and was erect (my inner mind was giving caution reports -"Booma dont ever talk /laugh ,be attentive or else u will be thrown out,u will get beatings from her...this n that....aiyo i was horrified like anything)...the session started...bell rang...Sumathi mam came inside..we all stood up...there was a pin drop silence in our class(which i havent experienced in my lifetime in my class).

The moment we saw her we wished her...her looks were giving me a terror appearence ,there was no hair on her head,it was completely shaved...it gave a women villain gesture)...she walked through and came in front and asked us to sit...her voice was in a perfect note...all her words were clear and commandable....she said that from the next day, all of us should be with tamizh books without fail and if not they would be sent out.....by hearing that all of us nodded our heads giving a positive response....

she said she is gonna start the class from that moment,she was having 8th class book and quite a few students had ..she asked to share...she started the class with Thirukurral.....she took 10 of them and explained them....

the way she read and explained was really admirable for me,the moment she finished the first kural all my bad n terrific opinions ran from my mind and frm that moment i started listening to her voluntarily with utmost enjoyment....i was amazed like how 45 min went just like 5min in her class...i couldnt come out of her class...i was asking myself how come she can attract this much on the first day.....her way of teaching has started lighting a fire inside me for the tamizh language...

The first day of my 8th class got over,i rushed to my home and said to mom that the tamizh class was awesome,i remember speaking to my mom about Sumathi mam for quite a lot of time that day....the same day i took my tamizh book and covered it with brown laminated sheet and labelled and kept inside my bag....

the next day morning i saw my time table and checked for tamizh session(wow!i was really happy-it was on the first hour)...started to school...Mam came inside and my days with her were filled with joy from then....

I dont know whether she came to know that i enjoyed her teaching or not...but my class mates started saying that she is giving importance to me as she says me to stand and read the pages for which she would explain...this has bocome routine...i felt i was blessed....i wanted to say she is my inspiration,but i havent said that till date....

I was the top scorrer in tamizh always and in all the exams,i gave incredible performance in inter school tamizh exams,she asked me to participate in all the competitions,she motivated me to be a part of tamizh oratorical,essay writings,poetry writings and story writings....i never expected that i would speak infront of 100s of students so boldly....she made me to do that....i grabbed prizes for all the tamizh related competitions at my school...i saw a different Booma inside me after her arrival in my life....

i have asked my dad that i would pursue tamil literature after my twelfth...but some how it didnt work out.....

Personnally i feel that the person is lucky if he/she gets a perfect guru who shows the right path,a appropriate direction at the correct time..in that way i am the luckiest person and i thank god for showing me the most admirable lady'Sumathi' in my life....after my 10th class ,she went to coimbatore and i too changed my school...afterwhich i didnt see her....

but her memories are still evergreen.....thanks a lot mam!thanks a lot!Without u i would not have got self confidence,u made me to speak in front of a crowd,u taught me to put in correct thoughts and actions....once again thanks mam!Long Live!

Three Living Legends Who Are Close To My Soul.

This is the happiest moment in my life.

Its true and I hope that everyone would agree to it...We do not know what is happening inside ourselves when we think or when we speak about or when we see/hear people speaking about or by chance when we see some miles apart 'the people' whom we admire,whom we wish we must be,who were with us in our difficulties,who were our inspirations,who were - without them we would not be here like this...

And thats they are....this page is dedicated to them who really are/will be close to my soul now/forever....

I do not and of course I cannot order them as 1,2,3...as I havent reached to that peak level to do this sort of seggregations and hierarchiarisations....

Well to start it... any way I need to start with a single person...will make myself convenient to do it by starting it with the one - whom I started hearing about when I was at my 10 years of age...Its My Evergreen Star ...The living Legend...Padmashree...Universal Hero....Dr of/for World Cinema - KAMALHASSAN....

He has influenzed and had created an unerasable impact on me...I dont lie normally (unnecessarily!) I accept it trully that when I watched my first movie of him (its Mahanadhi) I was not at the age of understanding the story....more of the dialogues...but the one aspect which pulled/pulling me towards him was/is - his dedication towards cinema...My first question to my mom about him was (though i know its the movie i am watching it....involuterily I asked...whether he was betrayed by his fellow friends really?Is she (shobana who acted as his daughter) his real daughter?...and so many n many....

Then,It would have been some (more than) 20 times I watched the same movie..

From him I learnt/learning ,

1.Must create a path by our self....shouldnt follow others..
2.Strive for perfection
3.Dedicate ourself in whatever field we are
4.Equip ourself and keep ourself updated on our area of interest
5.Must be NO:1 forever in our field.
6.Keep on going with the same power even when facing tons n tons of failures.
7.Create a record and do break it yourself everytime.

Ya I know u will be asking whether I follow it....may not now...but will definetly at some point in my life time...(will try to reach atleast3/6)...

Even now when i get upset,when I get hurted...the medicine which would cure me and get me back to my old world would be my Hero's Songs/Scenes/Interviews.....Its a real power tonic for me...Thanks Top Star!.

There were so many days,where i would be searching for his way of speech,his style,his walk in everyother people who cross me...I have said to my sis-Hey he looks like Kamal!she dances like Kamal....n so n so n so...And one day my dream came true (because of my father...thanks dad!)who took me to see him...I saw him..(the greatest moment !!)And now I see him as a god's master piece,tower of excellence...just feeling proud to have born in his period....Hattts offf!Keep going!

Friend....

Friend - a powerful word which has tons n tons of energy within it.If you can or if you have one , you are the richest of all.But not all gets the best.Ya starting from my end, would say that its the relationship which we and only we can decide on whether to start or to end or to pause or to continue...

Its important for us to get clear why we need an other hand, though we are blessed with so many n many blood relations around...It would sound stupid but its true its because we wouldnt get satisfied with whatever we have now or what so ever we would be having tomorrow...and so we are in need of a bond to share/to hear your/their desires...this minute..would like to pause...close your eyes and ask yourself what was the conversation that went for so much time which you had with your so called friend ...it would definetly account one of the ways in which you would have brought yours passion/desires in.Its absolutely not against the law..but think for a while is this the reason you are having a living being sitting near you as your friend..Many times we come across many good creatures..but its because of the so called "pre judging" capability we miss most of them,

1.She is stout she would spend so much money on nasty eatables always(oops its just the physic)
2.Hey this guy is walking slow,he doesnt want to accompany me(oops his walking style would be of that sort)
3.Hey she dresses so modern,she wouldnt stick to our cultue(hwz that?)
4.She doesnt look at my eyes while speaking,she is hiding something from me(thats great you have a CBI brain kudoos!)

Think twice while you select a friend but think hundred times before you decide to withdraw anyone from your life...

Three Became Four....

Its evergreen in my mind even now...on sep 1st,1993...early morning by 6.30a.m...my dad came rushing to me...Booma....Booma....GET UP...I woke up..starring at my dad...yenna pppa?I could know from his eyes that he is overjoyfulll....I was confident that he is going to buy me some chocolates ...he replied...thangachi pappa puranthachu!!!wow...I was very happy!felt like flying high!he asked me to get ready fast...he brushed me....explaining how the 15cms length new life looks like...I was dressed in white skirt and violet shirt(my wednesday uniform)...he took me in his bicycle ..i was sitting in front...i was asking so many questions...appa will you keep my name to her?she will play with me pa?can i take pappa in my hand pa?my dad was laughing for all my questions....still i remember he said...Booma "nee than periya ponnu...u must teach her everything...u must take care of her....so n so n so....i nodded for everything....then he stopped ridng...he said hey "ethuthan hospital...pappa vulla eruku"...I grabbed my dad's fingers..walked along...he opned one door...i saw my mother's face...she was lying on a bed...she called me inside...she made me to sit near her...n asked saptiya?I didnt even hear wat she said....I was searching ...my dad showed hey Booma come here....ooops a pinkish very small baaaby!!!i touched her ...she was like a velvet cloth....suddenly took my hand back...my dad again made me to touch.. n said she iz your sis take care!.(he doesnt know that one day we both would break his head and torture him continuously for all small silly things).....yummmy days and years have passed by...now i have her nearby...expecting her to comment on this post...awaiting to fight during our supper....Thanks God...for sending her to me!!!!

Ya I just wanna say u this one also,I hope I was in my 1st standard..not a studious girl I am..but a very studious girl...will be in the top 50 always(my class strength was 50)...It was in the month of jan i hope so....my fellow teachers encouraged and motivated us as much as they can to participate in the drill for the annual sports meet...I was the one who stood first to give my name(dont ever and never think i am interested in sports ,it was just because my teacher said she will give a new jiggujiggu pink dress for me)...ya practice session started..continuous trials...123456789 next change...987654321..next change...(I liked this rhythym... only rhythym)why is that in all the schools all the PT teachers are old and very strict?...ya there was also one of that sort....she called " students come out,form a circle...I was very thrilled...so many questions came to my mind...how to do that?go near geetha or divya?big one or a small one?...I was just thinking about these...but all were rushing and one girl pushed me and I fell down....ZZZZ..wat an injury ...I just dont know what happend...my PT miss came ...she took me in her hands..called my parents..my mom rushed...ho no...I was unable to open my left eye...I felt heavyness on my left side....I heard my mom's shoutings.. neenga ellam yenna panitu eruntheenga?pavam en chellam...so n so n so....they took me to the doctor...he sprayed some powders...gave some tablets...and finally came to my home...first thing I did was ..I got up from my mom's lap, went infront of the mirror and saw what happened really...nothing much...but a very big swelling just above my left eyebrows...I just turned to my mom in a very sad posture...mom immediately said ...pothum nee schooluku ponadhu...ennum oru varam leave potudu...hip hip hurray!i felt very happy...came back running to sleep in my mom's lap again!