Do your karma!

I’m not an entirely spiritual person,but one question that I often was fascinated with from ever since I came to know my parents didn’t buy me from the department store along with my dolls, is “what am I here for?”. ... I was sitting in class trying hard not to listen to the sweet lullaby, the continuous vibration of the vocal cords of my lecturer.Not that I don’t like lullabies but slumber comes to me naturally and anything forced is not quite relishable.My friend sitting beside, was quite lost into the ceiling,I’m sure she would have escaped out and now be somewhere near the Andromeda (there particularly coz that’s the only name I know). I wondered why I was never blessed with such a boon of escapism…look into the ceiling as if pondering on what the lecturer just said about Japanese economy!Dream and run what you want in that private space but also give the lecturer unfound joy on keen thinking and reflection.The result- they never question you nor even try to stare at you…atleast you wont know if they did!With the newspaper below my desk, an incomplete crossie on the desk,and the lecturer staring right at me(I dunno it always seems to me like that),and asking to be acknowledged every half-minute…I was completely confused!I was making one of the greatest choices of my life- if I should indeed pull the paper up and turn over the pages since I had been gaping for too long at the headlines,which by the way I don’t read…reading the newspaper to me essentially means catching up with page 3 news…who’s out with whom,what’s been the hottest party,what people were upto last night when I went to bed!My interest in current AFFAIRS has evolved over the years taking a special interest on the global scenario!I looked around,nodding my head in confirmation as the lecturer looked on!There were far more intelligent people around me in class,and that often gives me a inferiority complex…esp watching the guy next to me sleep right in front of the teachers nose!He would be soon be woken up by the one next to him ,whose changing the cds on his mp3 player…by the way I should let you know,these guys are my class toppers,True didn’t they say…”sleep while u sleep,mug while everyone else sleeps”.Anyway coming back to the sad opera,sorry it was just one long lullaby,I pushed the paper back into the desk with frustration.The futility of the hour was getting on my nerves,everyone around me was doing some thing useful…like the girls in front who were moving on to an “n”th game of tic-tac toe….or like the girls behind who were still giggling at a weird thing that happened zillion years ago!I looked at my desk-mate whose mind alone by now would have done NASA proud.The guy to the right who by now had woken up and yawned aloud saying “pass the paper”.. I looked at the staff,she looked around to see the source of the noise and then merely continued!!!Sometimes these people completely take me by sirprise,if it were me,as a computer scientist(that’s what they say we gonna become after we leave college) by the worst case and best I would have been send out!Or so I have believed in my three year existence in college!I looked at him, then her, then him then her and then the bell rang!All sleeping and lost souls arouse,enlightened by the divine call of the bell, for it was time to peform their karma of existence in college which essentially involved saying 2 words and sometimes there were others who took the burden of helping friends do it, by changing their very own voice and repeating the golden words!In my small journey life,in that one moment I realized the soul purpose of my “existence”.…the ritual of having to say “yes ma’am”!

Whose shoe is it anyway?

A few days back my little cousin and me were discussing about our future(her’s essentially lying in what would be the fate of shahid and kareena) and then she dropped this bombshell on me.Innocent she is…she asked me “so have you been in love?”.With the initial build-up of “me…hehe no way” and all,I just thought backward.That made me re-collect some memories I dumped in the attic long before I joined college.The guy in brown shoes!!Well…a statutory warning to all the guys reading this blog.You might not like the contents of this article especially if you are wearing brown shoes..:),and let me tell one of my alert readers that no I’m not crapping when I write stuff that run inside the top floor of a woman’s mind(often lighted by a bulb.. like in my case).When I and many such girls were young and tender and grew up watching crappy tamil (added to the junk of hindi )movies….we created the hazy guy in clean brown shoes!He always wore brown shoes and I should say with deja-vu it seemed like he had been there in somewhere in ddlj (the mother of all long songs hindi movie),in that very train that kajol nearly missed…probably he pulled her in…I’m not too sure:).The guy I had been in love with for three long years of my life. Our’s is what tamil cinema potrays as “deiviga”(sorry no duets for u) love.Never met,never spend quality time…so much so that I don’t even know his fullname….and as usual my premonition says it sounds like “shawruk khan”!Well for those who are still reading and wondering if it was love at first SIGHT….nah…we fell in love after he died in a shootout for the cause of humanity(3 hrs of taking a thriller hindi movie is quite too much)…even as I cried over the fact that he had of all things passed away on a lady’s lap and someone else at that. But then some people never die…I think someone bought my prayers(karan johar may be) and he came again with a second life playing basket-ball and as always he basketed my heart…strange how are love grew,and very weird cause we never met!But then he always knew…gez trr style(sonalthan kadala).But then our sweet romantic interlude was cut short by the villan of all times(nah its not amrish puri)….the BOARD EXAMS!!!Board exams the eternal viallan of quite a few love stories like mine.Throwind up a stunt right before the climax(the Preboard exams) my sweet lover broke his crown(not literally the KING rules…like in his torn poster on my wall)…and the torture of having to do it myself has quite affected me(aftermath:I suffer from selective amnesia!...esp when it involves re-calling in a networks paper ).And to those who are looking for kerchiefs around….nah I believe in true love and so you can keep your condolences with you!When you love someone they’ll come back to you(like a ghost probably ) when it is time(when you done with all the villans masked as exams)and hence I thought out loud and said…”may be….a guy in brown shoes…but i dont know his name!”

Learn it by hand!

A few days back I had been to my hideout…the Marina Beach. The place, where waves of impact hit us hard- where poor and rich converge, where talent meets innovation,the place where everything comes in “pair”(no puns intended)-a place bubbling with human emotions of all kind…some mourners, some teenyboppers, some fun-lovers,some lovers,and others who make the seashore they livelihood!It’s the later who interest me most.The kite-sellers who ran around flying kites and singing song(aka rajni style “koku para…”).The sundal guys who sell “kadalai”(boons when you cant make a conversation)…to those running outta it!The palmist who reads your mind more than your palm…and best knows how to make your day!You should really try it out on a very bad day….you’ll land up hearing stuff worth more than 20rs…like you are smart,diligent,and there’s power within(they make it sound like you are neo right outta matrix and it is morpheus enlightening u ).Going by the law of probability the palmist(a she essentially ) would to every 1 in 2 gals say, they are in love and would decide soon about taking their relationship to success…I wished always it were that simple!If u bought sundal and bhel combo then you are one spend thrift …nope not really madam they were got from coupons from our college quiz(I wish they did atleast that). If u just spoke your mind about palm-readers to her…you are one talkative girl.(man! She ust be an oracle how did she gez that?!) My friend impressed by the relevance of the readings to her life…(if only I knew she would get this impressed I would have become her personal palmist long time back and made more relevant predictions…”this week you’ll be spending much” …with your treats due…and all)…decided to go in for the ADVANCED package…extra readings(like smelling ur perfume and saying “u like lavender”) for extra money! She asks u to choose a color or flower or number you like best and then she can tell u what your husbands name starts with!!!(Trust me by all probability it’s the same she would say irrespective of the choice you make….sorry she goes by your appearance).I sincerely wonder how marital portals never found her…she’s big buck man!Like any sales expert trying to tempt the customer with sample benefits she would merely look at the most silent person in a group and say…”I have got news for you…(but we got paper this morning ma’am)…my mind says I have to look at your palm(hehe…your clothing says it all,I’ll predict it all just the way you would believe)”.And here finally for the benefit of visitors to my blog who are to be treated with a free reading of their palms, with the clairvoyance and insights into the conversation of the beach-palmists….first categorize your hand…there are 3 types of hands:
1).The low waist jeans clad :
*you have been breaking quite a few hearts(I just saw that guy who almost got carried into the sea watching you )
*there is a guy waiting in your life(infact at this point there quite a few all around)
*though sweet you are(u are paying me a 20),you tend to spent a lot(quite that low-waist …!)
*don’t listen and buy easily what people say(are u listening?)
2). The salwar saree combo:
*you are sweet(ditto reasons from above),docile(u listening?)
*you would be one “SRIDEVI” at your in-laws place(hey!think seen sridevi wear that before)
*you would marry the guy your parents choose(reads the sad look on face)…whom you would love(now I’ll be getting my 20)
3).The confused hand(especially when you are wearing a jeans and kurta)
you are sweet(“),creative(I’m confused by your dressing)
you are extremely confused by your love life(like how I’m by your dressing sense)
you’ll soon decide how the guy of your life(I cant guess what!)and your parents will agree(to avoid the confusion…actually you are a confusing gal)
Hmm...yeah as for ADVANCED reading check out at Marina.