Dhara..

This is a little tribute to a wonderful friend of mine who made the four years of my college life special.. Thanks dear for being always there for me, for helping me, teaching me,fighting wid me, correcting me and forgiving me. Thanks for everything you have been to me..This is my own little way of showing what you mean to me..

Let me take a walk down the memory lane,

As I look at the dark clouds thro my window pane.

The solitude of the cold winter,

Reminds me of the lovely times we spent in summer.

Days when life was simple and easy,

With no big worries that made us queasy.

You were always there to dispel my gloom,

Will carry those fond memories to my tomb.

We travelled together through life’s detours,

Assailed through her offensive odors,

Yet, you were my flower so fragrant

Filled my days with colors so vibrant.

Though farewell, to thee, I bade

Memories will never fade

Lets dream of summers to come, with flowers yet to bloom

And never give little heartaches any room.

Love u n Miss u!!Happy B'day!!

Looking back..
Exactly, four years back, on d very same day,I stepped into the portals of SASTRA..It gives me great pleasure to walk down the memory lane,cherishing the little moments which brought so much joy to my college days..
I entered SASTRA with high hopes and aspirations. Though I feel bad that I hav'nt done justice to my academics these four years, I ve learnt important lessons for life..Reminiscences of my first day in college brings alot of mixed feelings.. I came back home with a litany of grudges and the target of all those grudges turned out to be my best buddy..
First year was a year of carefree life coupled with a bubbling enthusiasm to learn new things (God knows how that enthusaiasm dwindled by the end of 4 years!!!).. But with every passing day i ve grown into a more mature person, becoming more receptive to the people around me..
This day reminds of a sms I received sometime back "U entered with the fear of not knowing anybody and u leave with tearsafter knowing everybody".. I was blessed with good friends in college.. I never did know that i could laugh so much until I met Sangeetha.. If not for Ishu, I would have found it very hard to assail through my troubled times.. Dhara was my lucky charm, I could share my worst nightmare as well as sweetest dream with her.. If there was a blessed soul who knew I was in trouble by just looking at me, it was Maami..I learnt something from each and every one of them..
The detour of life takes us to many people and all of them influence us in one way or the other, either positive or negative.. I consider myself lucky as I chanced upon lovely people, these four years, and they made a positive influence in my life.. Im thankful to all of them.. Those lovely days are not going to come back, but will always remain as cherishable memories..

2008..
Yet another year has passed by.. Now looking back at the past yr,2oo8 had its share of good and bad times.. It has seen me mature from a person with an insecure foothold to one who acts in the face of obstacles with aplomb.
2008 dawned with a lot of mixed feelings.. A small altercation with my bro made me cry for more than an hour at midnight making me feel skeptic about the prospects of the new yr.. But 2008 did turn out to be a promising year, it had its own share of good and bad times..
The new class with a bunch of day-skis, a wonderful teacher as Sumit sir, DAKSH, campus talks by seniors proved to be blessings from above. I would say that 6th semester was the best part of my college life.Then there was a period of hustle-bustle about campus recruitments. Even though a career in IT didnt appeal to me, getting placed in the first company that visited my university did elevate my spirits. Then, I gave GRE this year. I improved my vocabulary, the only benefit out of writing GRE. I also had a memorable b'day this year, thanks to SCORE (SASTRA Community Outreach Programme). I realised my true passions that day at Vaalavanthaan Kottai. The joy and satisfaction I got at the end of the day was priceless, though our help would have made a little difference in that village. The tender hands which were held out to me for sweets still linger in my mind. But somewhere a question is nagging me "Aren't we making beggars out of our own brethren??". I havn't yet found an answer.....
A visit to my school friends in chennai was a beautiful close to the year.
But there were times when I ve felt very weak, lonely and insecure. Atleast this was a year where I identified my shortcomings and did make a serious attempt to overcome them. "You have your own path and your walking through it. Please look on either sides, Life is beautiful". These words from a friend made me do an self-introspection.
On the whole, 2008 was a good year.. Hope the new year turns out to be promising for me and to you also friends..

My college bus....
I think this is my first funniest blog…. Actually my friends were pestering me to write about the spectacular feats I perform every morning!!..( Ishu & Blessy, I ve kept my word..)
This blog is dedicated to all those people who run behind their bus, chase the bus for a considerable distance and finally manage to board it and for those who somehow jump into the moving bus…

Every morning I need to catch my college bus at 7:25 (Really hard folks!!!L)… I never manage to reach the bus stop before time.. Its when the bus reaches the stop or mostly after it leaves the stop.. Unfortunately, my college bus has no stoppings after my stop, so I should either catch my college bus or board a private bus to college.. That also eliminates the option of chasing the bus.. But at times I ve tried even that.. Once I boarded my college bus when it was halted due to traffic.. It was actually a bridge,a NH with heavy traffic … Since the traffic was immobile, I got down from dad’s bike and walked to the other side of the road and got into bus , the conductor ,who didn’t notice me, was standing at the door..I was at the last step of the footboard and he was standing on the one above mine and the traffic had started moving.. . He turned and was shocked to see me and then moved to let me in.. My dad was staring at me from the other side of the road giving me a look saying “If ever u could manage to get ready some 5 minutes earlier……………” Even now, when I think of this incident, I burst into splits of laughter..

Every morning turns out to be an adventure for me… Every morning when im on my way to the bus stop I call my friend to ask which stop the bus has reached. At times, she would have taken leave and I ll be cursed for waking her up on a holiday.. Sometimes the bus would have crossed my stop but I ll call people thinking the bus has been late.. I ve got many “bulbs” for that also..
Sometimes I ll have to take a share auto from home to my bus stop.. To my horror, the driver will drive slowly, there will a problem with the engine, somebody will have a huge luggage to unload.. I ll have to cross all these obstacles and finally catch the bus to go to college.. You should definitely appreciate my “thrist for knowledge”.
Once I was on my way to the bus stop in a share auto, I was about to get down wen my friend told me that the bus has crossed the stop. So I had stop earlier and cross two roads( it’s a 3-lane bridge) and stand in the route the bus passes. I had a minute or so to accomplish this feat ( I would call it a feat!!)..
I got down from the share auto ,when an old lady, who was with me in the auto, held my hand. She wanted me to help her cross the road. If im unable to catch my college bus , I ll have to walk a long way to the bus stand to board a private bus and I ll definitely be late for class.. But she was a old lady and I couldn’t say no to her.. I pulled her and made her walk on par with my speed..The funniest part was that I was crying loudly to her that too in the middle of the highway..”ayyo.. paati .. sikiram.. college bus poidum..pls paati..sikiram..” I felt bad at heart but was helpless… When we reached the other end of the road I apologised to her and said that I was in a hurry to board my college bus. But she thanked me profusely and even blessed me. I finally boarded the bus that day and will never forger that paati’s smile.
Many such incidents have happened in these 3 yrs.. I have only a year more.. . I ll be missing all this fun.. I should thank our driver Baai for waiting for all of us when we were late.. I think later in life, these bus memories will be a part of the most relishable times I ve spent at college.