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You know why i said i m ready for a kid??

Its not because i m scared not having one in future but this constant feeling that is eating me.
I may have scored the best than the rest of our group or in your friend circle. I may have had the better education than them. But I am a total failure than all. 

Even i have a wish to get a decent job with a decent pay. I wish to be in a quality work space. Not between some kitchen wives who jabber about nothing other than saas bahu drama and how horrible is married life. I want to be between quality people who enjoys life like our friends’ group does. Who makes me feel yes these are the people i want to be around or this is where i belong..

But no i always end up in garbage. I have realized its not gonna happen. i tried a lot to turn my luck. But no. i have worked hard; hard like anything to get those numbers on my marklist but alas they are mere numbers… And i am a big zero… 

Atleast i don’t want to be a even more giant failure buy wining over not having a baby.

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Paralyzed Student………

i really wanna blog every day… but now i’m really busy….. now i know why most of my frnds don’t have time to call or mail me…. every one is busy with their life….

student life is the golden era of one’s life… no worries, no burden, no responsibility, nothing… juz full of fun….. most beautiful days… days filled with vibrant colors of life, energy, n lots of drama,…..

now i see all this in front of my eyes… but cant be one of them…. its like u see these moments but cant live it…. yup.. that’s the life of a college lecturer…..

lemme put it this way…. a lecturer is like a paralyzed student…. u see everything around u, u feel the vibes around u… but u cant live it…….

so yeah now I’M A PARALYZED STUDENT……….

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The Train Diary : Chapter 1

Never offer seat for those who curse about not having one

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This is the very big lesson i learned from last Friday’s trip. As usual i made my way into Chennai Mail on the 1st platform and also secured a seat for myself. As i took out a book i been reading and started to settle down to my own world, a fat lady came in and she started scolding us all as if we mutinied on her seat. i thought “ what the hell with this woman???? if you want a seat, ask for it!!!! if someone feels giving you one, they’ll do it”. (no one is that sympathetic in there…well what do you expect??? it is a god damn crowded train… 😉 )

it so happened that the lady sitting next to me got out on the next station and i had no options but to let that lady to sit beside me (that is the biggest mistake from my part on that day…). oooh… God it was hell….. she smelled like rotten eggs.looks like she haven’t washed herself that whole week. To top it of,  her hair… it was made into a big bun… and she have put on lots and lots of jasmine on it… it was really in a hell situation… the rotten egg smell and jasmine smell mixed up and i was suffocating……

It got worse when she pushed me and made herself comfortable by sitting with her big thighs on my little ones (comparing to hers mine is only one by fifth of hers). i squeezed in there. there was no other option to move from there. I’ve never held my breath this long in my life.

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finally when the coupe next to mine got empty i ran for my life…

The stench could’ve killed me.. thank god i survived… looking back i realize how narrow was my escape as all others left there took refuge in other coupe.

Even though there was no stench i could’ve killed myself…. oops i forgot to mention.. she hasn’t stooped cursing us.. she was moving every bit near to me with every intention of pushing me off the seat.. well what can i do ??? she’s way more in all aspects (in size and in mouth). horrible woman…..

so that was last Friday’s trip…. Looks like there is more to discover and learn…. you will learn the most important lesson of you life through these trips…..

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“SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST”

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tRaIn DIaRy : a NeW BegInNInG

Any one curious about the post’s name “Train diary” ???????

ImageMonday mornings always started with the journey from my home to calicut…. and the mode of transport,… well of course train…

the great Chennai Mail… its actually too early for any one to go at that point of day… but I’m out of choices.. the train is at morning 6:05 am… so eventually i ended up hating Monday mornings….( juz these past two years…. 😦 )

i always take the Ladies Coach and its always crowded. not even one inch to put your legs and stand.. its really awful on days when it got the small coach… so it’s not jux the waking up that i hate.. but the lot of fights involved once you get into the Ladies Coach… whatever it is i still make my way and find a seat and get busy with a book and soothing music in my ears… (really i love those travel.. 🙂 ).

 

if its raining that’s the best time…i always tweet that ” sitting at the window seat of Chennai mail with a cup of hot coffee and excellent music flowing through ma headphones… lyf can no more be perfect than this..’ this is the case of mornings… when it comes to evenings… its an entirely different story…

Evenings in Chennai mail are legendary…. guess why???? because of all the fuss and running behind the RMS coach…. when it comes to the evening Chennai mail, half of the RMS coach is converted to Ladies Only Coach… There are numerous women who take this very train to come to work and go back… for them its juz a piece of cake.. but my case is different.. I’m only taking this train on weekending Friday and the week starter Monday ( yes,… I’m annoyed by the crowded places 😉 )
i would like to share all the interesting stories happened there with you people…..
welcome to train diary……
don’t forget to read it on all Friday evenings…

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Story Of Traveling Pants 26/04/12′

On the raining morning of 26th of April, I set off with my friends (who had a sleepover at my home) to the city called as “queen of the Arabian sea”, Cochin. We are going to the Cochin University of Science And Technology (CUSAT). We planned our journey the day before and it was a fool proof one, until the rain started. Sudden summer rains delayed the trains and the one we planned to get in was delayed by 2 hours. We can’t wait that longer and we went straight to the bus station and from there it was a walk back in time.

Those roads went straight to the lanes of my memories and I felt an unusual happiness a new energy in me. The roads once I took to my school….

Those roads and the rain blended nicely. My friends and I were sitting together and I was jabbering about my days like a lunatic and I showed them my school the great “St.Therese’s girls high school”.

Ooh ………what a sight it was. That first day in this school I still recall it; it was raining juz like this. The very sight of my 10th grade classroom swept to those nostalgic moments. We were a group of 8 girls and gave the teachers a great deal of trouble…..

Moving on through the same roads further leads to my college, where I completed my graduation in physics. But the bus took some other way due to some traffic probs.

Then there was the most beautiful road I had ever seen in my life. There lies the national highway to Cochin. Smooth road, so smooth that you won’t even know that you are in a bus. It feels that you are in a plane. The weather was also favoring our trip. Bit cloudy, only small strands of sunlight and it was a bit raining. I was hearing to the soothing music “turn me on” by Norah Jones. Wind was gently touching my cheeks; I let my hand feel the wind and the dripping rain. I don’t know why but my mouth was curving and I was smiling to myself. A sense of self satisfaction skipped me………

I never thought of myself as someone who enjoys watching nature…… but I’m turning into one. Theses travels have changed me in a great deal …

Well we reached our destination at the planned time and returned……..

It was an awesome day despite the difficulties…. It took me to my old school days……..