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!