Life can live,
I can smile,
You can see,
Nothing can stay...

The smallest thing gives birth to the best thing.

"God teaches you all what you never intend to learn..."
"God has a reason behind everything that happens to us..."
"God has something in store for you, if you feel like you are sad..."

"God, God, God... Thee are great... I Love You!!!"

It was different but familiar. She tried to concetrate. It was tough! It was something she knew but did not know. She blinked her eyes and tried moving the book closer and farther but it helped not a bit.
"My teachers said that it was tough, but not unfamiliar! :P", she wondered aloud. She kept the book on the table and her head in hand. All confused she decided to give it another try. She did everything again to figure out something for tomorrow. She did not reach anywhere! She eventually gave-up. She stared at the book while closing it and extended her hand to keep it on to the table. A flash caught her eyes before the book landed on the table. :0 It was her younger brothers "French" text book. She sighed and walked back to the room to get her Literature text.

Never wait for the last moment when it comes to your studies(lessons). You will get confused like her. I have my exams tomorrow and I went through a similar experience(Experience counts much! :D) when I opened my book 2 hours back! :D

"Look mommy, I found it! Ellow Pebble, Ed Pebble, Lue Pebble." 4 years old Priyu said to her mother with lots of excitement. Priyu never knew that there were so many pebbles with different colours. She looked around again and found more and more pebbles. Tripping here and there she enjoyed the wet sand and smiled and laughed yelling "pebble, pebble, pebble!!!".. She smelled the beautiful salt and tasted the salty sand when she fell, with her face kissing the sand.

She ran, unstable, to touch, feel and know every lovely things she found on the way.! She loved being there and enjoyed her moment, there, making memories she would never forget. She ran back to her mother and showed the pebbles and said, "Look mommy, Lue pebble, Ed pebble, Ellow pebble, shhell, shhell and shhell!". Her mother looked away with out any expression and muttered in her mind,"Whatever!"



Life these days are very hectic. But we should not miss out the beauty of everything around us because GOD might have taken lots of time to create these carefully made beautiful things!

I pray to you, "God has done it for us, It is lovely and is waiting for our gaze! Love them because its a part of your and my life from the day we entered this world all alone!!"

"I knew that she would do it!", Anki walked out shouting out loud. She was angry because Maya had spoken to Anki's mother and did what Anki expected her to do. Lime held Anki's hand and did not let her walk around and shout. She tried to calm Anki by telling her that she had expected it and to let go the angry? She was angry. She could feel her blood boil. But she counted from 1 to 10 and down to 1 again! She gradually calmed down.
She saw her mother walk back to the hall after a bath. Maya continued the conversation with Anki's mother for another 10 minutes and walked into the dining hall where Anki and Lime were sitting. While Anki watched Maya she saw her mother going for a bath, again, witha smile! Oh...she lost her temper again but this time she calmed herself.
She then managed to ask Maya,"How do you apply such a high amount of soap when you talk, which lead my mother to have a shower?"...

Everything depends on the way people talk and behave!!:D

"Work followed by works. But being engaged is what she adored. She saw new faces, new forms, new, new and new, but nothing stuck to her heart. She was a pure introvert who lived nowhere other than her house, where she lived alone, and her office, where she worked with her work.
She spoke to none other than God, she smiled at none other than herself, she worked for none other than him and she lived for none other than his love, who was at U.S busy with work, never having the time to speak a few words.
He was the best person she has ever met but was pushed away by her possessive, over caring, crying, scared, short-tempered, sour worded nature." She got so scared. She was drenched in sweat when she woke out of her dream. The worst dream she has ever seen and felt so close. She missed a beat and then her heart accelerated. She prayed to God, for the dream, which made her realise the truth.
The next day lead into a 'new' her. She thought less, and became a simple hearted girl.
Their life did not have a Happy ending but it did gift them an easy way to living!

"Dude, everything is simple. Everything is nice." This is my final words for this post.

She looked deep into my eyes expressionlessly. I could not find any questions or any answers. It was a dead end that I felt. She held my hands and walked me into her room and got me a chair to sit. She unttered nothing until she got me some water to drink.
Then words came out in a slow and shaky voice, "I am alone again!" and she weeped with a broken heart... I offered her my shoulders and held her tight even when I knew it does not replace her sorrow.
I wish if it was not her!! But it will happen to someone else. That matters too because She is someone like you. Everything is for a reason and God surely has something in store for you!! I am sure..
This is for everyone in sorrow!! God is always with and within you!! Do think of Him in your happy days too!!

She walked to me with pain in her heart. I did not know much about her but I thought she needed my help. I walked her to the terrace and sat with her on the steps. I asked her to open up only if she felt free. I thought she had some problem with it but she spoke without effort. I was happy that she felt comfortable with me.


She had a fight with her friend. I asked her to narrate the whole situation. By the time she concluded I understood that her part was clean but I still doubted as I did not know much about her. I went to the friend she had a fight with and asked her to tell me what had happened. The story that came out was totally different. It was tough for me to conclude, who was right, and here its not trust that matters, its justice!


I walked back to my friends room and spoke nothing to her for a while. Then I slowly began a conversation saying, "Is she your friend?". She said "yes". The next thing I said was that, "Go talk to her and bury the problem or be without her friendship".


The 4 lessons I realized from this incident is:


1. Do not interfere in another life.


2. Do not comment about people you do not know.


3. Do justice!


4. Friendship may or may not matter.

She came to us as me and my mother entered the house. She was looking torn. She was smiling but my mother and I sensed something wrong in it! We waited until we sat on the couch and started talking. As I am 30 years younger to her I did not have much of a right to ask her what was worrying her so I waited until my mother began to talk into things in depth.

She took care of her only daughter, from the age of 5, after her husbands death, till she got married without any other help. She had a chance to get married but she did not want to do it as she was a women who wanted to live for her daughter alone. She gave up all the pleasure. She worked all day long by leaving her daughter at her mother's place even when she wanted to pamper her. It was tough but she opted to live a lonely life for her daughter.

Now, their relationship is in a chaos. The daughter, who is well settled with her husband and two sons, started to talk back in a harsh way. Hurting her ot the depth of depths. The century and generation does matter in relationship between parents and children but that does not mean that she should talk in the way she did.

She cried, cried and cried trying to express what she had deep in her heart, unsaid, from a long time. It seemed tough but she said it completely. My mother and I learned a lesson from it, never live for anyone else, even if it is your own blood. Live for yourself because at the end of the day you are alone again!

Life is tough, but live to the fullest at the moment or you might miss living your life!!

It was tough,

But she walked,

Never turning back,

Just for her baby...

Now she regrets,

Not turning back..

Now she saw behind,

She never lived!

She used to love her school life and was really thrilled to get into college. She opted what she loved the most and joined in a reputed institution. She felt it uncomfortable to join in a place where no one she knew joined, but her love for her career forced into her head that no one stays for long and no one left her without teaching something. So she went on, for a change, from her old friends.

She walked into the college on the first day. The class was quiet with no one conversing. She looked around and saw variety of faces and expressions and ended up reaching at the end of the class by mistake. Since she was embarrassed to walk to the front row again she opted the last seat of the last row. That was her seat from then.

Gradually everyone started talking to each others. They started enjoying their moments, but she remained at the seat, all alone.

Days passed and the sound in the class started increasing. She sat silently observing everyone failing to understand any of their character.

Days passed the class became uncontrollably noisy allowing no teachers to teach and no students to study. She was helpless, as she knew no one, in her class, in particular.

One fine day she concluded, "I am studying with a class full of monkeys". This eased her pain:)



Some things cannot be controlled by me.. So I reach into some funny conclusions like this which gives me:

1. No reason to complain...

2. A reason to laugh... :D

A Nice and A cool way out...I have changed alot using small tricks like this....:D trust me!!!

It was a great thing for me to find out that there was a friend of mine. I never saw that friend of mine until somedays back. This friend is really special for me as my friend makes me believe things hidden somewhere away from me...


Here, She is a lizard who stays near the window of my room(at my hostel)...Trust me or not, She is there all the time I have a hardship in believing anything(while we say something, if a lizard arouses its voice then it is suppose to be true, can be a myth but I feel that it is true and a myth:D)...Her photoraph is below...I took it somedays back before she escaped.

I did something which gave me intense happiness today. I lost the taste of it long back but today after doing it I feel so good. Its like I am going back to my good old days. Its so nice to bring something good from my past.
At this instance I wonder if life is all about this. All about a mixture of all what you love to do and what you hate to loose. I, frankly speaking, do not have any right to do things I love to do because I quit doing this very same thing long back because of some reasons which are valid but lame when I think about my talent over it. It hurts but I dont think that I can get back to it. Because I almost hate it while I love it...

It was good,
With my feet on it...
It was nice,
With my smile with it...
It was amazing,
With my knowledge over it...
It was fabulous,
With my life along with it...
Now, here I am,
In this lovely world,
Without what I had,
With what I lost...
With what I, never,
Will live without...

watching the world ahead of me,
I saw Him looking at me from a distance...

With a glow like a blanket around Him,
With His arms wide open,
And His eyes just on mine,
He walked towards me,
Wanting to comforting me...

He brought a glimpse of Life in me...

When He was an inch ahead of me,
He saw me smile,
Then the distance between us,
Just ran away like a heat beat...

He came to make me smile,
He did it within no time...

Here is a night when I write:
Eevry night leads to a bright day. Every new day leads to a sweet night. Night and day. Day and night. Even if we use this 2 words infinity times, it cannot compensate the newness and freshness we face every single day.
It helps us leave one thing behind and hug a new thing. As they come the memories gradually become invisible. The invisible memories are not memories any more. They attach us to a person by giving us time to be with them and time to miss them and think about them . A night helps us to dream and a day helps us to make the dream into a reality. It soothes every inch of our soul.

Leader leads the way. Whether good or bad there is always a leader right in front of the assembly. Accepting this is possible because whenever we shoot a look at the world around us we find someone who is being followed. Like, a political party has a leader, a teen group has a gang leader, an elder brother who shows the path to his younger brothers and the list goes on.
Being a leader is prestigious. They will be the one who gets the appreciation. They will be tagged as the reason for the success. It is not success alone. It is failure too. Failure of a political party is the party leaders mistake, corruption of a gang is the gang leaders mistake, and every thing hits back at that very moment.
Has anyone thought that their child or their party or their family had to face the challenge because of the head of the group? Then it is an utter mistake. Anything a person faces in their life is not because of their leader, it is merely because of the individual. An individual can survive from whatever they go through if they are aware about what they want to do. A student will study even if it is noisy(p.s if he wants to study). A party can win if the party members wants to win. A younger brother can get into the right path if he thinks his elder brother is walking in a different path that might kill him half way through. A girl can save herself from all fear factors if she wants to and if she thinks she should not do what she was asked to do. There ends the role of the leader.
Leader is mortal. They stay or leave at any moment. Then it is the individual that exists. There is no point in keeping someone within your wings so as to take care of them. They should be let free to explore whatever possible and then comeback to a conclusion about what is good and what is bad. Its them who choose where to go, what to do etc.
The leader is not the reason. The leader of an individual(their heart) is what matters. They will survive if they know what it is all about. The master of all deeds is the individual alone.
I WROTE THE TITLE. THEN I WAS BLANK BUT I STARTED TO WRITE. I DID NOT KNOW WHERE I WAS GOING UNTIL I REACHED HALF WAY THROUGH. I HOPE YOU HAVE A GOOD TIME READING THE POST. I HOPE I WILL BE ABLE TO POST ATLEAST 3 TIMES A WEEK.
P.S I AM REALLY HAPPY TO GET BACK INTO THE BLOGGERS FAMILY.
Take care...
Rugma...

What would be the question you would ask to a psychiatrist if you were a young adult or for your young children?
This is for my magazine.
The best part is that I will pass on these questions to the Psychiatrist I know and find out the answer. I will post it in my Blog too so that when you get back you can get the answer!
:) Hope you will do this small favour for me!
{My plans are slowly blooming...Just some more time!}
Take Care...
Rugma...

It is easy to layout plans but making it into a reality has a tough part. I have ordered for a laptop which "is" not a plan but after getting it in my hand(within 15 days) begins my plan. I am not talking about any of this unless I start working it out. So I am keeping mum for now.
:) take good care....
Miss you guys....:)

Hey blogger friends..
I am here for a help. Some fo you know that I am doing my 3rd year Visual Commnication and in my 5th semester(which is going on) I am suppose to comeout with a magazine of my own. The magazine is a specialised one and is based on Psychology. Please tell me some exciting topics I can include. The target audience are teenagers and young adults. Please think and tell me what do you expect and what might interest you when you read a magazine which is based on psychology? I would be glad if you all give me some idea of what to include in my magazine because I feel it tough and I really need your help.
Thank you so much,
Rugma.

Colleges here, in India, are offering a variety of courses for bringing up a brighter youth. There are courses students can opt based on their talent or taste in different arts and science colleges. There are colleges that have good infrastructure and are affiliated to the best universities. But there is always a part a student should take good care of before joining in the colleges, the exposure they offer.
Experience is the best teacher, and the students who have studied in that particular college will be able to help you with what they learned from their experiences during their stay at that college.
Exposure does matter when it comes to your career because a student never wants to stay ignorant when they step into an industry. They should have prior knowledge about the career in the industry and what they have to do in it. A career has different sectors. For example a journalist can get into writing, editing, photography, videography, designing the layout, etc. So knowing the different sectors in career is as important as knowing what your career should be.
Walking into a career is easy but thinking about its various aspects before getting into it is appreciated. Career is not what a person does for a limited time. When you can pursue your career through out your life, what is the point in opting it? Career is for a life time. You can deviate from it later but when you think about the one you chose at first you would regret because it may limit your opportunity later. so being brilliant about choosing a career with your dreams in mind is a necessary.
This is factors every one should take care of. There are more but these are the main ones that affected me and that I don't want you all to take acre of.

I went there and I saw nothing,
Except for some dry leaves,
And some broken memories.
It was hard to fight the sharp broken memories,
That approached in a piercing speed.
So I chose to walk away from the broken memories,
And never to turn back,
For I might get little hurt,
For I might escape from death.

hey...
I dont know if I am actually back into writing or no but I have a few topics to write about which, I think, I should do without fail. I hope every one gives me feedbacks in the form of comments and please note: critiques are the ones which i actually need!! Thankyou so much for being a part of my blog and I appreciate your patience to read through.
you wellwisher,
Rugma.

I, some months back went into my school, where i did my 11th and 12th grade, and adviced the 11th and 12th graders, of that year, to opt courses other than engineering and MBBS even though their stream is science. (I have no grudge towards those two streams but why opt it when there are may other career options?) I could not give them evough options to choose. I happen to see a site where they gave a list of career options. The list is given below. I am posting this list so that each one of you who reads this can help your younger ones by giving them a variety of options so they have the liberty to chose according to their talent and interest. Please pass it on if you can!

Acting
Advertising
Aquaculture
Agriculture
Animation
Anthropology
Archaeology
Architecture
Armed Forces
Art Restoration
Aviation
BPO
Banking
Beauty & Hair Care
Biotechnology
Biochemistry
Bioinformatics
Building and Construction
Business Managmement (MBA)
Clinical Research
Cermaic Engineering
Chartered Accountancy
Chartered Financial Analyst
Chemical Engineering
Civil Engineering
Civil Services
Critics
company Secretary
Computer Infrastructure Managment
Cost & Management Accountancy
Cyber Law
Dentistry
Engineering
Event Management
Electrical Engineering
Electronics Engineering
Fashion Design
Fitness Instructor
Forensic Scientist
Forestry
Food Processing
Foreign Languages
Gemology
Homeopathy Medicine
Hotel & Hospitality Management
Hospital Management & Administration
Information Technology
IPR Attorney
Infrastructure & Real Estate
Insurance
Interior Designing
Instrumentation Engineering
KPO
Leather Technology
Mass Communication
Mechanical Engineering
Medical Transcription
Merchant Navy
Microbiology
Mining Engineering
Modeling
Motivational Speaker
Music
Nursing
Nutrition & Dietetics
Paramedical Services
Pilots
Plastic Technology
Public Relations
Physiotherapy
Retail
Sericulture
SPA & Massage Therapist
Sports Coaching
Stock brokers & Investment Analyst
Teaching
Telemarketing
Textile Engineering
Travel & Tourism
Veterinary Science
Yoga

Hope it does some good to you.
Take care,
Because I care!!!

A person can be tortured to death but how much worser can it be when they are trailed to death due to heat? Chennai, a developed place with traffic on the road and minds, needs to get a shower before its too late. The weather here seems to be the same through out the day and when it gets cooler its time to crash on to the bed.
Kerala, The God's Own Country, goes through a beautifully designed climatic change which is appealing to one and all who has been there for a prolonged period to experience the 'not so hot' and 'not so cold' weather. The sweet smell of the wet mud, the smiles of the swaying flowers, the sun gradually going for a bath and the happiness of the drizziling sky are all worth a watch. It soothes our eyes and mind just by its climate and nature.
Climate and nature are corelated and the two extreme examples are Kerala and Chennai. With beautiful climatic variation Kerala is rich in nature and with the heat Chennai has turned into a barren land. When cool breeze gives freshness to Keralites people at Chennai needs an air contition. Its sounds offensive but it is the truth. People feeling it will say the same, for sure.

hey friends....
i am really sorry for not posting any thing for a while.....mood swing is slowly getting back into my nerves....i am even more sorry for not reading any of your post.....and i am really missing it.....i will start soon after i get into my path....just out of focus and out of mind.....i am really scared too....so i really need some time.....some time i can spend with my self....alone....deep in thoughts.....in my world.....
hope you all are doing great.....
keep writing....
god bless.....
buh bye for a while more.....

In this scenario when religious and regional riots prevail to a humongous extend, i think, IPL 20 twenty can create an impact. Where people of different religion and region abstain themselves from mingling with each others, IPL can be an example for unity.
20 twenty introducer might have had an isosceles idea of pooling in money but its great to have an impression done on the youth(even though some already have that impression on themselves) that oneness will 'happen' if they 'want' it to happen. For an orthodox its hard to digest to watch people hold their hands but for a youth of today and tomorrow 'humanism' matters up to the other corner so its easy to touch their inner heart...
I would be glad if they give full time security to the IPL players even if the days get postponed because it should occur in peace for our country's auspicious tomorrow. Finally, hats off to 20 twenty introducer.