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The last 20 days had it all. I have started thinking of me much.. My IAS aspirations,my future, my dream car,placements,my school life,my evenings at home watching WWE,my first day in hostel, the most inspiring people in my life, the days when i sat infront of tv, hearing Harsha bhogle , Gavaskar , Geoffrey Boycott and Ravi Shastri.... What am I going to do for my country? What am I going to do for my society? Why should I waste my engineering degree? Why cant I be polite to all? Why people like me? Why people dont like me? What people expect from me? How my life would be when I have a sibling? How many people really care for me? For how many people I care honestly? How many lies speak in a day?

This is mind blowing..

I really have nothing to worry for.. The almighty is so kind to me in blessing me with good parents,a beautiful country and its loving people.. So many friends I have.. From my parents and grandparents to naveen(t) to gowtham to sabari to gnyanandha reddy(where are you?) to ramamurthy to deepak to ramakrishnan to prashanth to the vigneshs to prasanna to vinoth to santhosh to karthik to barathwaj to vivek to krishna to anand to sp to manibarathi to naveen(v,e) to tamil to vivek to jayaram to gopi to manikandan to radhika to shivakumar to sathish to shalimar to all hostelmates,classmates and schoolmates....( I cant type all of you names! Bear with me)... The list goes on and on and on... These days in CEG hostels are turning out to be a heaven in disguise.. The unbelievable fun we are having here is never going to come back to anyone of us..

How beautiful human life is? How many people I have crossed in my life? How fortunate I am by my birth? WOW!!

Let me come out of all my so called silly problems, and wish you all a very happy valentine's day!!

Love you all!!!

XIX

Yet another december 12..

A time to remember and thank god for having blessed me with beautiful , wonderful and caring people over these 19 years.. Its a gift to be born as an Indian , and to speak tamil.. 19 years have rolled on in no time and I have stepped into the last year of my teenage:(.. 19 years from now on, I should have achieved something remarkable in my life..

Today I received the maximum number of phone calls and maximum number of messages on a single day, a record which i can boast of..Also this is the first 12/12 since 1993 an exam is not in my mind during my birthday.. I think my birthday as an opportunity to remember all those hearts which cared for me, smiled , laughed and cried with me , for me.. Thank you all for everything

10/11

The day which is going to be one of the most memorable days in my life, provided the rain god shows his mercy on the people of Chennai… The SUPER SUNDAY that I am looking forward for months and years…. The day when the maestro sings ”dil se re…”with his eyes closed and ten fingers on his keyboard……Just when I gave up the hope of going to the concert, as I had no proper companion,the most unexpected call from naveen came, saying that he is standing in odyssey… wow!!!!! God helps me often, now in the form of naveen!!! But, I am not over excited, since this is the monsoon season.. I am keeping my fingers crossed… come 10/11…... till then the number of systoles and diastoles will be on the rise....

WHO OR WHAT IS...........

What is friendship ? Who is a friend ?

To say in my maths sir's style " 10 different people will give 11 different answerrs".. so difficult it is to define friendship.... Generally, a friend is someone who will quarrel with u for one whole hour for a silly reson... he is someone with whom u can talk upto 3 a.m in a hostel room... he is someone who understands u better... a person who can assure u "I am with u" .... who can wipe ur tears.... who can make you laugh when you are in distress... who can think your problems as his problem ... who can correct your mistakes...



And finally , he is one who can make fun of u when u write something like this.......... and say " mokka ... inime blog eludhina setha da nee"....

Thank u my dear friend.....

TARGET I.A.S

August 13 , 2009.......

The day which ensured India a gold medal in 2012 Olympics..... The most unrecognised Indian lady M.C.Marykom would be jumping out of joy.... The 4-time women boxing world champion have to wait just three more years to bag an Olympic gold.... Her long wait has nearly come to an end,with the governing body of Olympic games finally agreeing to include women's boxing in Olympic games....

But the second happiest Indian on that day was this writer.....

My parents finally said a firm"yes" to my I.A.S dreams.....
The thought of taking up the u.p.s.c. exam flashed in my mind, in 2006 when I went to the colector's bungalow to receive a prize for some low-affair quiz competition.... His room,his power, his bungalow,his driver, the people waiting to meet him, all made me to think something new..... Then came 26,january,2007.... I was waiting in the gallery of the gandhi stadium in salem to see my mother receive the award for "The best teacher" for that year.... suddenly a car came...Everybody in the gallery stood up.. All the top government officials were waiting for that car..... I thought "one day i should be there"...

Since then, I am dreaming of that car and of that bungalow... I sincerely believe that I can clear the upsc, which is termed by Wikipedia as "the toughest competitive exams in the world".... the acceptance rate for upsc is 0.01% which means i have to be 1 in 10000.... All these stats never threatened me , since i know wat i am capable of......

But,the huge reluctance displayed by my parents bothered me a lot.... I can't deny the facts told by them till now... I too consistently said " I need job satisfaction... I need to take part in my people's upliftment"... Finally they have given up.... yesterday I was happy to hear " Go ahead"...

The only hurdle now is my desire..... my mind wavered a lot when I saw two things....
1. when i saw the notice board of placement cell in my college...
2.when i came across the news "I.A.S officers transferred"..

But, the only answer to all these questions and doubts is " Why should i lead a normal life?"

So M.C.Marykom will be saying "Come on 2012"...
And i can scream confidently and happily " Come on 2015"..

SIMPLY GR8

The title explains my NSS camp experience at a small village called somangalam near tambaram...Last week was one of the most memorable weeks of my life ,to say the least......With encouraging seniors turning into caring siblings and students turning into singers , dancers , directors , screenplay writers , choreographrers ,the camp was more thrilling than I expected ....The stay at school and early wake ups (with girls waking up as early as 3 o clock in the midnight ) initially worried us..... but that pain was encountered with happiness in the later days....

The school was gifted with a very big ground ... And we boys played cricket in that paradise with a lot of happiness..... I dropped a couple of catches and managed to hold on one.......The josh of the game made all our seniors and even our sir to join us.....One day , we woke up at five o clock in the morning to play....... The way we played brought girls to the ground......On the penultimate day we started playing mixed doubles in badminton ....And the most popular game was a new version of "monkey" played with a ring ball......We had all the fun and were drenched in happiness....We had a lot of masti with our seniors .......We conducted a tobacco awareness program for the school students with the guidance of the Adyar cancer institute.....We learnt with great astonishment that atleast one member of the families of those children were under the 'tobacco effect'.. So that campaign will definitely make atleast some of those young minds to restrain from tobacco..... The 'disaster mangement program' on the final day was very much boring,yet very very useful.... We were taught some first aid techniques which would help us sometime in the future....... Since we were not at a comfortable position for a village visit,we were mostly restriced to the school premises..... We cleaned the school campus and also took tuitions for the school students after their school hours......The only hitch was the forgetttable minor accident of the science exhibition bus in which the girls travelled for a primary school in the village....Fortunately they escaped with minor injuries........

Apart from never ending fun , we learned a lot of things from the camp such as placing others before self , team work , appreciating the work of a team member and some people learnt how to lead from the front..... The interaction with seniors were very helpful in more than one way.... We got many people who can care for us......We were amazed by the way the camp was organised.....But for some very very negligible hiccups , the programs were on track..... It's not that easy to manage with a strength of 60, comprising nearly 35 girls.....The seniors never showed that pressure on their faces.....

The camp ended with a typical 'camp fire' event and with an unexplainable feeling of sadness......The tears shed at the final meeting were not from the eyes of the volunteers but from their heart.......

BORING HOLIDAYS

Its 20 days since my holidays began and now i am looking forward for my college to reopen.....But still 30 days left for it.....The absence of my friends did hurt me a lot and these holidays are the most , most boring holidays .... I have tried everything these holidays right from studying(!) to sleeping..... but no way..... the hands of the clock behave as if they are acting in a fevicol ad......the people who save me are my grandparents... they engage me to some extent ...... i will get most of my friends back in this steel city by this week.... but again my ill fate i have got all my domestic assignments this week.... this feels like watching all the knockout matches of a grandslam and not watching the finals....... oops! its all in the game again..... let these boring and useless holidays pass by sooner rather than later....

MY 4 ROLE MODELS

How many of u remember the shaky voices of your first friends everyday?How many of u call them atleast once in 10 days?How many of u really feel grandparent sick?????
Then jus join me .lets form a community for them in orkut.
When both of ur parents are workin,then surely ur grand ma would be a very close relation to you next only to your mother.For me,my grand ma is more than a best friend.She taught me everything in my life,from chess to carrom to cricket to shuttle to ramayana to demon to god to gandhiji to nehru to ................................................................................................................................................................................obama.An excellent singer,she had got a seat from travancore music academy in 1950.But the social clutches prevented her from getting a degree.No one in this world can cook like her.She worries a lot about me that she enquired about my safety after the mumbai atttacks,as if i was in mumbai.
Her affection and love for me is incomparable.

I must say about the person who first taught me to walk and first showed me the train and he is the one who should have been the most knowledgeable person by now.My grandpa.He taught me to be punctual and honest.If i become an i.a.s. officer tomorrow,it should be because of him who often refers"the honest politicians died after 1967 and india was paralysed after that".He also believes that the position of india would have been different , when India had remained as an english colony until late 70's.

Another grand pa whose arteries were blocked 18 years ago was a personification of will power.He came all the way to my college on the reopening day.He was nearly at tears to see me in hostel.Surely he is the most innocent person i have met in my life.

Finally another grand ma who is no more now instilled a strong faith of god in me.I can bet that i can argue with anyone of u that god is omnipresent .she made me understand the things better.She was a knowledge powerhouse.So so brainy.No one can solve the cross word puzzles as fast as her.

These four people are surely my role models.They were ,are and will bridge the energy gap between me and my parents.(jus have a thinkin.this is absolutely true)
My dear friends.When u r back in home next time,jus hold the veiny hands of ur grandparents and talk with them.U r not goin to have a relation like that again.