My Thoughts

Better the bitter life ...

2011-08-09T01:02:00.000-07:00

What do you do,

When you once again feel the world's turning its back to you?

You know you've got to be brave -

Remember?, you've preached that life will pave.

But now? It's so hard to face.

So broken. So hard to braze.

'Why does it happen only to me?', you say ...

Forgetting that No one has it their merry way.

The moment is so weak, it kills all your past zeal

If you could just gain some strength to gather

What you'd say to a friend trying to break similar waters,

You could make yourself feel better.

And remind yourself how Life is less sweet,

More bitter ...

The Childhood of the 70's :)

2011-07-03T18:18:00.000-07:00

It’s very intriguing to hear how your parent’s childhood was. I have in fact, heard it all through my childhood years -The house my mom lived in Jayanagar, the one green rose that bloomed every year in their garden, the fights with her sister and cousins, how every Diwali was celebrated … It was very unlike my childhood, it was a different world, it was the early 70’s.

I discover an old Bangalore as I go around with my mom to visit relatives. Today the same stories I’ve heard earlier seem to arrest my attention more grippingly. Living in Bangalore since the last 3 years is probably the reason for this. I am taken by pleasant surprise when I hear stories that describe an era and city that I will only be able to imagine but never be able to relate to - A time that seemed to have been so much more beautiful than what the present is.

My mom, aunt and granddad continue to discuss the ‘golden days’ of their lives and though I am aware that it’s getting late to get back home, I decide to forget the present and enjoy the short living of memories from my mom’s childhood. I am listening to stories of a time when buns of a small pizza size were sold at the rate of 10paise; when kids played around in road; times when they had to use the trunk call facility for phoning out station numbers. They had to ‘book’ a call to an out station number and wait infinitely to receive a call back from the operator who’d connect them to the other end. Every 3 minutes a lady would interrupt and utter ‘3 minutes over’ and you would have to hurriedly ask her to extend it if you needed to continue and she’d connect back to the other end. There was also the ‘lightning call’ facility which was a luxury. You could get connected to your call immediately but it was much more expensive; it was a time when you had to have a ‘license’ to listen to the radio. The ‘license’ was essentially like a registration, but you had to stand in queue to get it renewed every year. My aunt points to an old wooden stool and describes how she used to fight to sit on it when all the cousins ganged up to eat. My mom tells me about the 5paise pink bubble gum they used to pick up from a jar. You’d rarely find a white color bubble gum and if you did, you could claim for another free bubble gum. It was a lucky draw! I listen on …

The shade of the film running in my head is exactly like those in the flashback scenes in movies :) - My mom wearing a sweater and cycling to school, My grandmother screaming at my aunt and mom who are fighting, My granddads playing carom as my grandma makes hot bajjis in the kitchen, the kids (my aunts) playing on the road … It’s the scene from an old Bangalore, where a bus from Malleshwaram to Jayanagar traveled a long time because it was an old rickety bus, not because it was an ac Volvo that was mostly stationary from waiting at the traffic signals; It was a city where the famous eat outs wereWarrior Bakery and V.B Bakery, not chains of Coffee Day and Mast Kalander; A city that was truly the garden city not one which is just tagged so from its past glory.

It really was very refreshing to listen to the exchange of memories between the three. To rightly sum up, their childhood years were a very content time. There is a lot more convenience in today's life, but they never missed the conveniences then. They enjoyed leading that life and have more etched and fond memories of it than probably people of my age have of their childhood. I am glad I got to live some of that awesome age through this conversation :)

The pessimist in me ...

2011-06-05T06:08:00.000-07:00

There is a part of me that I am not,

Its a place inside, I feel I don't belong.

I go back in thoughts

And remember myself from the past.

I try to bring myself back,

The efforts are not good enough.

It happens time and again

This vicious circle is a pain.

I fear my motivating memory will not remain,

If I continue to work only in vain

I want to be strong, I don't want to yield

But easier said than to believe

A Fairy Tale ...

2010-11-19T11:08:00.000-08:00

I fall apart,

I lose my pride.

I close my eyes,

And splice my price.

I wipe my tears off,

And force on a smile.

I remember Life has been great,

The bad times were never bait.

I know I can walk this through,

It eases when I continue to believe it’s true.

The trying times will fade

Life will once again be great

I await the end to know it has been a fairy tale.

I wanna row ...

2010-07-22T13:28:00.000-07:00

Life moves on ... I don't wanna sit back and see the flow ... I wanna row . I wanna steer the boat to where I want to go ... It doesn't matter that I may lose at the end, I will be happy I enjoyed rowing through it, I will be happy I got there doing what I love doing.

From my grave

2010-05-19T06:22:00.000-07:00

(A thought that passed my mind, contradicting the attitude in my previous post)

If I died today ... What I would feel from my grave ...

I miss having the family we were when I was a kid.

I miss having the fun I did when I was a teenager.

I miss having the independent life when I was working.

I miss having the married life I dreamt I would live with the one I loved.

I miss being me.

I miss having a Life.

Life, friends and changing times ...

2010-03-23T22:25:00.000-07:00

Not always can we stay in touch with everyone. It is practically impossible to be as much as in touch with a person time has distanced you from, with whom, you once spent majority of a day sharing lives in a common space. Life keeps changing ... and a friend stays in your heart as someone special because of the way they touch your lives. A person like that, even if u meet ten years later or talk to once in a year, you will not feel the distance because you know they are special and you know you share a bond that brings great memories and will remain memorable forever ...

Thats how life is ... things move on , people touch your lives and such people keep coming ... and Life only gets better ...

Love to all the people who have been and who still are a part of my life ... and some special love to those who are the reason I believe in hope, love, family and friends.

Chocolates ... My love

2010-03-04T09:55:00.000-08:00

My love for chocolates stuns me...

The bond is emotional, almost equal to the bond with Mom(the strongest).

The love began from the time I was a 2year old when my Dad took me in the pram while he walked along and bought me a small chocolate everytime we did that.

One of the biggest reasons losing weight and staying fit is my top priority is the reason that I can have more chocolates when I am fit. (I told you the love stuns me!)

They are the bestest form of edible things ever created by man.

All it needs is chocolate to make me a happy person.

When I was taken to this Dessert place called Happy Endings, I felt like I was taken to my fantasy world. Everything was chocalate! They had a graffitti wall which had cool quotes like 'Save Earth. Its the only planet with Chocolate'; '7 days without chocolate makes one weak'. I fell in love with the place and was as happy as a kid taken to Disneyland.

When I was much younger i dreamed of marrying a guy who owned Cadburys just so I could have loads of chocolates. Or atleast wished my family was related to the Cadbury family.

I envied models who got to be part of Chocolate advertisements - The amount of chocolate you can have in retakes! I always wished I could someday be an actor in a nice Cadbury advertisement =D

I had never tasted soan papdi(an Indian sweet) until Shri Krishna Sweets started selling Chocolate soan papdi.

To me, Dessert=anything Chocolate. I almost never realise there are other forms of desserts.

I am pretty confident I can win a chocolate eating competition.

Bounty is not Chocolate. It is more of a coconut dessert with a hint of chocolate to make it look attractive. Once I had a couple of bountys left from an assorted pack of chocolates. I finished the real chocolates like Mars, Toblerone, Snickers and Milky Way soon enough. I so wanted to have more chocolate that I actually scraped the chocolate layer on the bounty and just threw away the rest of the major part of the bounty bar.

If I feel like having a chocolate,in spite of my laziness I would get out of the house, walk to a shop to buy chocolates for myself.

I like brown because chocolate is brown.

Chocolates is just such a lovely word.

I hate to waste chocolate. I hate to waste food - is only secondary.

I have the tendency to let people know I love chocolate. It is unintentional but that is just an outcome of how much I love chocolate coupled with how expressive I am :)

Chocolate has been the one that has cheered me up whenever I was plain depressed; the one with which I celebrated my first minute of getting my first salary; the one that has made me feel special many times and the one that has saved me from hunger on many busy days! I will always loyally love you Chocolates! Mmuahh :*)

Move On...

2009-06-01T09:17:00.000-07:00

Nothing is permanent in Life except for Change.

Things that you love are not always the things that stay with you forever. But they are those that remind you of good times, a hope for living, and the cheer of life.

They let you know that you've been lucky to have them, experience them and make them a part of your life.

It makes you wise and peaceful to take those memories in all its positivities and move on. After all, the Joy of Life is in looking forward to happier days, lovelier moments...

Enlightened by the Blind

2009-04-06T22:06:00.000-07:00

The last day of the month of March was celebrated as the Women’s Volunteering Day Out at my office. A delayed Women’s day celebration clubbed as a community activity at the National Association for the Blind (NAB) turned out to be a big success even with the low participation. The day started with the group getting introduced to the Organization, its activities and a talk on how to approach and behave with the visually challenged people. This was followed by a walk to the different parts of the Organization. It was amazing to see the courses these students beyond the age of twelve were offered. A workshop classroom where they were taught to use the various machines, how to recycle paper; a computer lab where some students smartly dressed in formals operating the MS Office and learning how to program with C and C++ with the help of a software that gives voice commands - all of these were a pleasant surprise. Very notable was the statement made by a student who showed us a demo of him operating on the computer. He said, ‘Whatever you do with the mouse, we do it with the keyboard with the help of this software. Infact we can do it faster than you.’ This astounding confidence from the student made us applaud whole heartedly. The sadness we felt at the start of the day whenever we passed by a blind student vanished with that confidence he portrayed. We began to enjoy with them and not just feel sad.

We were also shown how they read and write in Braille. The speed at which a blind boy wrote and read what his teacher dictated was stunning! We visited the Braille library and met a girl who is deaf and blind and saw how she was being taught to communicate with the sign language. We then had the lunch break where we served them and also ate with them. We conducted games like Passing the Parcel, Anthakshari. It was astonishing to see the numerous singers, dancers and actors present within themselves.

It was a lovely feeling to see the smiles and happiness on those students. They loved having us with them. We knew this was not the end. This was a visit that promised more such visits. One of the staff from NAB recited a very sweet poem addressing the people at our company. I would also like to quote what Mr. Sreenivas, CEO of NAB said- “Thank You Ladies for all the fun and the frolic we had today. It was a ‘REAL BREAK ‘for every one of us here at NAB from the routine chore. We appreciate your interest in our activities and would love to see some of you visiting us regularly over the weekends for volunteering your individual time and expertise for the benefit of the visually challenged students here”. The day ended with a group photo, the vote of thanks and most importantly, with content hearts.

“No impairment is an impairment.

Some of us are just made differently.”

A Promise ...

2009-01-23T22:00:00.000-08:00

I am sitting in the bus, off for another weekend to Madras. As I sit listening to music and gazing outside the window, my thoughts wander as usual. But today it is not about the shop with the banner advertising ‘Great Sale’, or the ambulance passing by, or the poor lady begging on the street. It is neither about meeting my friends over the weekend. It is about me. About how my life has become what it is now. About how things might be hereafter ... I will be 22 years old in less than a month. Have I done what I need to by this age? Am I working towards building the foundation that will decide most of the rest of my life? - I have realized the significance of the number 21 with regards to one’s age. This is the year when some of the most significant changes of one’s life take place.

Thinking of how my life is now as compared to what I expected it to be, I am left with feeling few regrets that seem trivial in the midst of my joys. Life has not shaped up to exactly how I expected it to be but I could not have asked for more. I have been blessed with a job that pays me well and gives me an excellent environment to be myself. Some of my friends and their parents awe me for this. When I listen to them praising me, a prick of guilt; a feeling of dissatisfaction hits my mind. What is it? Is it the fact that I got this amazing job without me slogging too hard, or is it that I am still not working up to it and making the best use of the wonderful opportunities that fly around me? Today I realized that it is the latter. I least dreamt that I’d be working in an IT job doing techie stuff. I always told everyone that I did not want to be a techie. Is it because it truly is not my field of interest? Do I know what my real interest is? Do I know what my field of expertise may be which could build me a career? Or is it this reason that now rings deep in my heart – that I probably always found being a techie way too cool and intelligent that I never had the courage to reach up and work for it? I know now.

Being in a company that is a technology leader, I have all access to widen my technical knowledge. What I have forgotten is to work hard. I have forgotten to work towards my dreams. I have forgotten that nothing is impossible. I have been overwhelmed and not been able to jump out of this ocean of thoughts that has unknowingly made me weaker. Today I have decided to not be encumbered by the past or the supposedly overwhelming present. I promise to go off and do something wonderful.

Terrorism Terrorism Everywhere!!

2008-11-26T19:04:00.000-08:00

I hardly watch the news channels. Neither am I politically well knowledged. Its only when something significant happens and I come to hear of it because everywhere everyone is talking about it, I google for the latest news on that and get myself updated. But somehow over the past few months I have become well aware of almost all news and this is because everything has been so hugely significant. What is making me write this blog is the headlines of this morning: TERRORISTS ATTACK MUMBAI. Few months back we had a series of blasts in some cities in India. Now it is another attack in Mumbai. What is going on??? I am not a big time social worker or a writer who is fighting for justice. I am an ordinary citizen of the country or you could say, the world, who only feels disgusted with such things that are happening endlessly. Just when we think we are recovering from one bad time, there is another that is worse. I do not understand why we can't be more cautious and more ready for such sudden attacks. It is a well known fact that our country is way behind other countries in terms of providing security to a common man. I cannot understand why people who have the immediate power to make a change do not take effective and drastic actions! According to me drastic actions are the only way we can show the depth of our hurt and make way for a ray of hope for a better world.

I do not understand what really is the point of all this !!! You kill other people, kill yourselves, wreck others' peace ... what does a terrorist even gain with all this?? I cannot even imagine that there is actually a Leader who is sitting and educating his fellowmen that we need to attack these people and kill them! Why!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?! Frustrating to even think of this. It must be even worse for the people in Mumbai right now. My deepest condolences to the families of those who were killed, hurt and for those who are right now being killed ...

My hopes of seeing a fairy land have increased against my hopes of seeing a peaceful world ...

A lasting Nostalgia

2008-10-23T23:17:00.000-07:00

Four months have passed since I shifted for work to Bangalore. I remember the day I came. I was only missing my friends other than noticing the lovely change of climate around me. The shift was a big thing – a huge change from those young college days to the corporate world. In spite of the more happening crowd and the ever noisy roads of Bangalore, my life had somehow turned relatively quieter. At Madras I was hardly ever alone. Some friend was always with me. Here in B’lore I had to make the internet and my phone my best friends in order to communicate with my more living friends. I absolutely miss Chennai- my family, my home, my bike, and my lovely friends. How I wish I could relive those moments!

An amazing workplace, great people to work with, a great deal of satisfaction on how my life has headed; but the friends I once used to discuss about such future days - the friends who were part and parcel of the reason what I am right now, are no longer next to me. Time has done its work of changing peoples’ lives. And I think again “How true!! Nothing is permanent but for Change.”

In some ways, I like the shift to Bangalore. It has given me the time I could’ve never probably have had/realized that I have if in Chennai. I seem to be spending the same time in more constructive ways. The shift has added value to my life in many different aspects. Still, the nostalgic feeling does not fade away. The irreplaceable times spent with people who matter most to me, the endless talks even in times of nothings, the roads we roamed, the desserts we binged on, the laughs we rolled with - these memories keep flashing my mind and my thoughts. Then, there are nights like now where I stall my sleep and continue to think – ‘Friend, I miss You’ …

Breathe Free ...

2008-10-14T20:04:00.000-07:00

I got a calendar invite few days back in my office mail to a ‘Lifestyle Seminar –Breathe Free’ that would be hosted by experts with practical discussions. I accepted the invite assuming the discussion would be about fitness, yoga or more specifically pranayama. Maybe it would motivate me to go kill the fat that has been adding on me past few years. The afternoon of the discussion came and I pulled along my team mate-cum-good friend to the café where the seminar was going to take place. The screen for the presentation slides was there. Also present were two ladies from the organization that conducted the seminar. The audience though was merely a handful. Six in total: the girls being just my friend and I. The lady began to speak, and we heard her say- We will be talking about the bad effects of smoking and how to overcome it … Okay! That second, embarrassment flushed my face! Maybe the other men were smokers and they were coming to get self motivated and quit smoking. Seeing the number of people present certainly didn’t make me feel any better. It made me think to myself- Breathe FREE. They were not talking about having a cold and your nose being blocked for which Yoga could help. They meant FREE- no smoke!! What was I thinking??? I reacted quickly, and genuinely said “Sorry, I do not think this would be relevant to me. I’ll probably leave.” The organizer answered that it would be relevant as we will learn some facts about smoking and its effects. And we could probably help people we know to quit smoking. Ok, that made sense, but … My friend signaled we could stay and then the others too mentioned that they all thought it was related to fitness. Phew! I felt better!! They were all non smokers. So the lady began to speak the slides and very clearly mentioned many details about smoking that most of us do not know. It was great to know those facts and in fact, I enjoyed the session. It made me feel proud of my dad who quit smoking two years ago.

I would like to share some of the facts that I got to know from this seminar and I really hope everyone who smokes realizes that it is just not a clichéd statement. Smoking really is injurious to health, and consequently to your happiness.

Some facts about smoking:

*Every cigarette that you smoke reduces 6 minutes of your lifespan.

*When we are asked about the bad effects of smoking, we only think of heart attacks or cancers that are long term effects. These hardly convince smokers who are too stubborn to quit a minute’s pleasure of smoking for something like a heart attack which is too far ahead in their lives. What most of us do not know is the short term and immediate effect of smoking like Hair loss, Decreased libido and Tiredness. Smokers hate it when being nagged about quitting smoking. They give excuses like mental stress, frustration and other actually trivial matters as their top reason to smoking. A smoker needs to understand that problems and stress can be and should be dealt differently and that Smoking is never the right thing to do for anything that it may seem as giving comfort to.

Smoking nicotine has short and long-term adverse effects on health, finance and family. Quitting smoking is a powerful way to increase lifespan, improve one’s lifestyle and have a healthy and happy life. Once one quits smoking:

8 hours later:

-Carbon monoxide level in the blood drops to normal

-Oxygen level in the blood goes up to normal

24 hours later:

-Chances of heart attack starts going down

48 hours later:

-Nerve endings start growing again

-Ability to taste and smell begins to improve

2 weeks to 3 months later:

-Blood circulation improves

-Lung function improves up to 30%

1 month to 9 months later:

-Decrease in coughing, sinus congestion, tiredness and shortness of breath

-Cilia (small hairs) grow back in lungs to better handle mucus, clean the lungs and reduce infection

1 year later:

-Risk of heart attack is half that of smoker

5-10 years later:

-Lung cancer death rate goes down by half

-Risk of stroke becomes the same as non-smoker

-Risk of cancer of the mouth, throat, oesophagus, bladder, kidney and pancreas go down

15 years later:

-Risk of heart attack comes becomes same as a non-smoker

Quick Tips to help quit smoking:

Four R’s:

Review your reasons for change and think of all the benefits to your health, finance and family.

Remind yourself that there is no such thing as one cigarette or one puff.

Ride out the desire. It will pass.

Reward yourself for not smoking.

Four A’s:

Avoid people and places where you are tempted to smoke.

Alter your habits (Switch to juices, take a brisk walk)

Alternatives – Use alternatives to tobacco (clove, cinnamon, gum, carrot)

Activities – Keep your self busy.

Four D’s:

Deep Breathing.

Delay when you feel tempted to smoke.

Drink water.

Discuss with a friend.

Websites that help you to quit Smoking:

www.smokefree.gov

www.whyquit.com

www.surgeongeneral.gov/tobacco/

A Wedding I wont forget ...

2008-01-20T00:56:00.000-08:00

Mom n I drove into a massive gate which looked warmly welcoming with maroon decors and plantain leaves and the board that read the couples' names. We were wondering where to park when we realized there was valet parking provided! Happy that we dint have to go through the pains of parking we walked into the wedding hall. A pretty girl amongst six of the hostesses came forward and directed us to the seats. In the next few steps we were served Ice tea by a young boy. As we walked in I was amazed by the lovely decorations. Simply Grand! The hall was huge. At a long distance I could see t he wedding taking place. But I dint have to walk till there to find a seat which gave me a complete view of the rituals that took place. There were about eight flat screen televisions placed on either side of the hall, spaced at regular intervals that screened the wedding. I could see the Bride smiling her beautiful smile. She always looked good. She looked even more stunning in her sober golden wedding sari. Her flawless face was gleaming. The groom was equally enjoying the wedding rituals. The girl from

Australia

and the groom from Srilanka who are Srilankan Tamilians by origin were having the time of their life at their studded wedding. There were Srilankan ladies in their unique srilankan style saris and there were the bride’s friends from

Australia

who wore saris and designer blouses, the Australian guys wore kurtas. It was a cute sight:) A square décor made of wood and green, off white satin cloth was suspended on top of the place where the bride, groom and priest sat. The décor gave the classy look of the traditional plantain leaf and stem. The background had green satin curtains standing tall. Horizontal wooden planks were placed with tiny bells hanging on them. I loved this the most. The wedding hall (a set up that was constructed) was covered with white curtains, subtle flower decorations and maroon and gold decors. As I was admiring the entire scene my mum told me that the design was by Thota Tharani - the well known Art Director of Tamil Cinema. I was amazed by his work. The rituals ended with the blessings of many pandits and prasadham from all the famous temples of Tamilnadu. We then went onto congratulate the couple, click a snap with them and moved onto have lunch. The lunch hall looked equally classy. It had two huge screens screening what was taking place in the wedding hall. Food was served on especially big Vaazhelais (Plantain leaves) and there were white napkins on the side with a simple menu card that read what was served (both in English and tamil). The lunch was served in a very courteous manner. Dessert was hot Jelabi with Ice cream from movenpick;) After lunching we spoke to people we knew and then decided to leave. We were handed an ethnic jute cream and gold colored bag unlike the traditional vethala paaku as they call it . I handed over the parking card to the person in charge and then sat in de car. I opened the bag to see what was in it. A box of cinnamon from srilanka, a pretty box with a special piece of cake packed neatly, another box that had colored tea leaves, kumkum and manjal dabbas, a tabla showpiece and a gift box which had 3 pieces of chocolate that said Thank You! This is the best gift that I have ever received at a wedding. Undoubtedly unique and … Sweet!!! I have posted with this article the pictures of the cinnamon and wedding tea gifts’ description. It’s a must read! We finally drove out of the gate with our hearts filled with content and astonishment. An expensive wedding it seemed. But it was still simple. Not gaudy. That was the special charm of this wedding. I’m sure every person who attended the wedding felt the same and is still thinking about the wedding even after they’ve returned from it. A wedding that will always stay in my memories! I wish for the couple, a married life as beautiful as the wedding itself .

The Zodiac signs and the Dances!

2008-01-01T07:39:00.000-08:00

Scorpio,Leo
Capricorn,Aquarius,Pisces

I came across this article in DC! Very interesting ;) The kind of dance every zodiac sign gels best with! A must read!

Cancer,
Sagittarius, Virgo,
Libra

Aries,Taurus,Gemini

A CLOSE RACE ...

2007-08-02T18:38:00.001-07:00

While I was wondering what to post on my blog, an article that my dear friend(also my crew mate in rowing) wrote to the Hindu newspaper came to my mind. It is about our race that we rowed in the Sub Junior Nationals in Kolkata in 2002. This is the best race I've ever rowed and every moment of the event is etched deep in my heart. Here is the article:

It was Sunday,July 7,4-30 p.m. I am sitting in a boat in Kolkata,with four other girls,from other schools in Chennai.
We are silent;our crew has returned after an aborted start,for the National Sub Junior Girls Fours Race.Equipment failure had brought us back.We are racing West Bengal 'A' for the National Title.We had earlier lost to them in the qualifying rounds,but beat Manipur,Assam,Maharashtra and West Bengal 'B'.
My mind goes back to the daily practice.Every morning and evening,instructions from our coach,manager,captain and senior oarsmen. I was new to the other girls,they had rowed before. Today,we are all wearing our State T-shirts,and are one crew and friends. No St.Michaels,St.Johns or Abacus.Our identities are now 'Tamil Nadu'.
We get ready to start.We trail the hosts at the midway mark. The cox is screaming - I hear her say "Go ..." or was it "Gold"? We are all working hard,the host teams boat is again in our vision,we have caught up.This will be very close.
The finish judge announces the end of the race.We look at each other,the rest of Tamil Nadu team,our opponents ... nobody knows who won. The officials announce the result "...Tamil Nadu has won...". We screamed with joy. We were thrilled.
We had earlier lost to their crew,in the qualifying rounds,but not today.Sport recognises only one winner,it was our day.

VASAVI SUNDARAM,
Sat,Sept 14th,2002.

CELL PHONE BAN

2007-08-01T09:29:00.000-07:00

HOSTEL OR CONCENTRATION CAMP!?!

The hostelers residing in the hostels of the most prestigious Anna University are prohibited to use cell phones. What is wrong with the VC to stress on the rule of banning Cell phones IN THE HOSTEL!? The hostel-in-charge’s pose themselves like Devils; Stone hearted creatures standing in front of the hostel, indecently grabbing students’ bags to check if they’ve HIDDEN their phones. They walk inside rooms randomly n ruthlessly scream over to the students to SURRENDER their phones (as if they were holding a pistol with them to kill someone). The staffs in charge act silly n sickly. They are invading privacy majorly by barging into rooms when none of the students are there. They even open their bags without their knowledge! The officials act cheap by checking their person in public and talking ill about them when they know nothing beyond their identity. And what are male wardens doing inside girls’ hostel rooms!? All this is probably the worst anything can get to. Think practically! Guys, we all know its going beyond acceptance. Why can’t they be sensible! Ooph!! You see the frustration don’t you!? All this being done to Young Engineers aged above 18 … Sad.

Parents, friends and relatives ;just so many of them beyond hostel friends and college mates. Don’t the authorities understand this simple thought??

Ok, the booths are there. But still!! What if one wanted to simply talk to his/her mother at midnight just because something was disturbing his mind?? What if someone wanted to wish their friend, the first thing on their birthday!? These may sound like something that can just be passed off without a second thought, but all these small things make a big change. The hostel should provide a feeling of home to the students. Students will surely respect the rules n restrictions as long as the authorities are sensible at least to the least extent. If the authorities think of showing off their power in doing stuff like these it only disturbs the students more. They have no right to impose their personal likes and dislikes. They need to think of the betterment for the students. If they can do this the students will automatically respect them. The VC “must” understand all of these. It is a torture to the students.All this in TamilNadu's TOP technical University! Quite shameful!