DRAMA HO !!

Indian Tele serials have always been accused of " over dramatizing situations". Reality shows too with their various walk outs too have been accused of being staged. Now I am not an avid serial watcher.. but reality shows and their so called unrealistic content manage to catch my eye. Before moving ahead I must make a clarification, reality shows for me are quizzes,music and dance.. any connection to a certain Ms. Sawanth is purely coincidental!!

I was watching another episode of the very " originally " titled DPL.. Dance premier league.. ( IPL AND ICL watch out.. !! ). The show ended with its first elimination in the show. What followed was the staple diet of every reality show.. tears , walking out and disagreement...!!

Suddenly the whole contingency of girls( the number of girls and the noise they were making had made our hostel recreation hall a mini "cricket stadium".. no pun in tented) moved out...It's drama they said..including a friend of mine...

DRAMA..ya I know.. but still isn't life full of drama.. we talk of tears, nervous banters, on stage prayers , back biting, scheming women ( oh God I know so many myself... !!), love affairs, attractions. Everyday, don't you and I experience all this . Look around.. a group of girls scheming against another or one unsuspecting victim, infatuations and crushes on every ones mind, fights and tears. Why even walkouts.. I remember an English teacher in my school actually walked out of our class... Impossible she said and even threatened not to come back. One teacher had got upset when a few students had started singing Happy birthday for her when she was giving back the left behind money ...apparently she had some bad memories with her birthday and thus never celebrated it.. I actually remember seeing her control her tears( teachers shouldn't cry right !! )

Emotions.. such as one of a father for his son or daughter can't be faked .. its like I remember my dad actually had a glow on his face and moist eyes as he read a few articles that had my byline... Imagine !! That's not fake .. the emotions were real. Competition makes people do the most unexpected things.. friendships are made and broken.. look around in schools and colleges and even in Homes and offices, competition in some form or the other is rampant and so is the desire to win..

And then you say reality shows are fake.. just because they are in front of ur eyes..come once or twice a week... you tend to scrutinize them.. but look around.. " life is the biggest reality show" and so as days pass.. more "eliminations, controversies and walk outs " shall mark our life.. its time we open our eyes and ears.. see and listen.. So, I shouldn't complain that these reality shows don't come on weekdays.. I have enough reality around me.. LIGHTS CAMERA ACTION ;))

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Child prodegy or ... adult eccentricity !!!

http://www.deccanchronicle.com/tabloids/parents-push-kids-become-prodigies-780

Was appalled at reading this article...8 year old kids driving a car.. very soon u just might find the first ever kid to go to space at the age of 3 .. or maybe even less.. We all keep on saying that children today are much more mature than their age but this is the limit.. seriously...!! All I can say is.. Thank god my parents were not like that and in quite an ironical stance.. I am thrilled to be an adult .. !!!

In p "lane" language

Ok..so this is no high ended review of my party or restaurant travails...relishing exotic cultures and meeting people..but this is my life. It is like a lane ..to be precise.. like the lane right next to college...As I had referred to in the earlier blog...staying in the college hostel hasn't been the very thrilling aspect of my life but yes..whether you would believe it or not...there are some places and moments which bring in the aspect of memories to my not so thrilling 1 1/2 years...

Now I am not referring to a visit to the forum..although if you want to find me or many of our hostelites ..walking into forum wouldn't be a bad idea. As a friend of mine always jokes..." ya..it's our mummy's place na"!!

Still didn't get the hint...well its the very cool, active and lively....S.G.PALYA.. ;)) Sada gunta Palya to be precise ( please excuse me for the spelling !!). Although it is a complaint that I and many often make about not getting food in the hostel..I should be grateful..coz if there would have been food I wouldn't have discovered this lane right next to college. Now its not a commercial area but every Hungry souls paradise...( at least I think so). And honestly speaking like the many stories I hear about the area..It initially gave me the creeps but believe it or not..I have actually started to "Like".."Love"is too strong a word :)

Every evening me and my friends ( the 3 explorers..as I would like to call us) leave hostel in search of a food. questions ...discussions and fights later we decide on our destination...from food to juice at prices which would make my pocket jump in joy ;) ... a filling meal later we are ready to return back to hostel to face our assignments and of course..our beds.. for a good nights sleep !!

It might seem funny to many that someone would write something about that area..but honestly when I am there I am not in Bangalore.. with its weird and creepy atmosphere..topped with the smell of food...I have softened towards this area...

You again might be wondering what exactly was running in my mind when I decided to post this..well honestly speaking nothing...I am just back from another MEAL and on the way back suddenly felt like writing something about it..at absolute
random...well that's life..In all it's weirdness...!!!



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Image source 1 : Personal ( ofcourse with a little corel draw to it..;))

An intellectual bend

" You should have an opinion..a final semester masters student..that to one who aspires to take up journalism as a career..and when asked to make a blog all you write about is books, chocolates and friendships gone sour !!". These were the thoughts running in my mind last night as I was reading the blogs of my other classmates.

I was in awe as I read the posts and was wondering..why can't I write like that. They are topical yet honest and personal.And of course not to forget, amazing language. Then we have some great poets I realised..Four to five lines wrapped in emotions. So, I thought I should also write something like those for this post.

As I was walking down from College to my Hostel today ( what an Irony..people go home after college..my "home" is in college !!- the sad story of staying at a college hostel..!) I thought of a few lines..

" The writer in me stands to say
are my thoughts not writing
are they not language, emotion and all
what am I , Screamed the letters on my paper
are my emotions not there for you to see..."

When I suddenly tripped and broke my bubble..what was I thinking..it doesn't make sense...ok..So no Poetry I realised. Let's do something topical I thought..maybe something about terrorism, after all its the first anniversary of the 26/11 attacks..So, I opened my Laptop and started typing..

" As a year goes by people have sat down to understand the attacks which shook the country..what happened and why..how have things changed over the years. Everyday we have many new ...."

Oh God...I am having a writers block...I guess all this requires a bit of a higher level of intellect !What about a social issue I thought..wait..I shouldn't even attempt to talk about something I have absolutely no awareness about...


I guess , this attempt is quite futile..I guess writing casual personal tales is more me..and as for the intellect ...there are millions who write about that..but I am the only person writing about- ME ! How original ( and also how self centred )can someone be ..) !!!;)

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Million dreams and a prayer...

Dream ..is what ex.President APJ Abdul Kalam always spoke about. He wanted us students to dream about much more than we had ever imagined. It's what we all do...I have dreams and a desire to fulfil them..What would I need to fulfill them.. the desire, support and a silent prayer....





The Student’s Prayer

Don’t impose on me what you know,

I want to explore the unknown

And be the source of my own discoveries.

Let the known be my liberation, not my slavery.

The world of your truth can be my limitation;

Your wisdom my negation.

Don’t instruct me; let’s walk together.

Let my richness begin where yours ends.

Show me so that I can stand

On your shoulders.

Reveal yourself so that I can be

Something different.

You believe that every human being

Can love and create.

I understand, then, your fear

When I ask you to live according to your wisdom.

You will not know who I am

By listening to yourself.

Don’t instruct me; let me be.

Your failure is that I be identical to you.”

- Umberto Maturana

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Friendship in the times of "ME"

Friendship is the best thing you can have without having to worry about cost, looks and how you are ( I'm still carrying a hangover from my previous post)

..WAIT...before anyone starts commenting on how idealistic I am ..let me break you bubble..What is friendship?? Do you have an answer. Now not one of those..all supporting and caring lines..please!!I think SMS technology has gone overboard with it..

So what really is friendship...is there really something called friendship in today's world where all we can think of is " I, ME AND MYSELF". I'm sure many of you will now be raising your hands in despair or would be moving you mouse cursor towards the close button..after all who wants to listen to this self centred pessimist..

I guess I will never have any of those rosy thoughts about friendship...The word for me is a mix of joy and anger. The minute I have thought that I have finally found true friends who will always be with me ...the bubble breaks.." Oh God Anishaa, Please you should be happy we are talking to you", " Listen please don't come in the middle when I'm talking to my friends"...HELLO..wasn't I a friend , weren't they "our friends"...Over night I have seen so called friends suddenly " realise" that hey.." Anishaa..who anishaa". It's like they have suddenly appointed a PR personnel who has told them that " being with Anishaa is terrible for your Image..Please take immediate action"...Why ?? What did I do.."is being me wrong?"..I thought friendship was about that only..being with the person no matter how stormy the weather is...

Maybe this just applies to me..am I not friendworthy...Everytime...I have to go through this again and again...

But then with the negatives come some individuals who bring life back to normal..support me in good times and bad...scream at me but still care !! I fear calling them friends as I fear losing them...I'm sure these individuals know that I am referring to them..to all those great " supporters" who have brought back happiness to my rather distraught and broken life..all I can say is .." Thank you..I love you all "!! :)

I love this song...it's from me to all those who have been my best support system...I will always remember these " pal" !!

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Tagged for life

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I was just reading a blog post by a dear and equally confused friend . As she went on analysing her life and identity a thought crossed my mind...Why is so much importance given to the whole concept of creating or outlining your true identity?Why must we be carefully assessed and classified under specific tags(like these blog posts - retrospection, introspection)like the angel, the nerd, the sporty, the confused,grumpy, sleepy , bashful and so on..;)(Sorry got a bit carried away by Snow white and her seven dwarfs towards the end of the list !)

So, coming back to what I was saying - They say you can never be perfect, then how do they expect you to have a fixed identity ? We have heard of the yin and yan.. we all are like that- A little bit of this and a little bit of that. It's like a jigsaw puzzle..each characteristic comes together to make "you".

And then what exactly are the parameters for defining your "identity" and "personality"? Who defines these parameters?

I think that today identities are now more about what others assume you to be (whether its true or not).Like people seem to have categorised me as boring, nerdy and a total foodie..in short "inconsequential"! So, now people just assume that to be " Anishaa Kumar" without even understanding me..That's not me!!..there is more to me...to all of us ...but everyone fails to understand this..

It's high time we stop "creating" personalities and images..we all are human .. its time we accept that !

As for me..I have realised that there is not important or necessary to go around correcting people's views about you..but what matters is to be YOU..no matter how "mixed up" you may be..;)