Musings of a mermaid

Arthur Ashe, the legendary Wimbledon player was dying of AIDS . From world over, he received letters from his fans, one of which conveyed: "Why does GOD have to select you for such a bad disease"? To this Arthur Ashe replied: The world over -- 5 crore children start playing tennis, 50 lakh learn to playtennis, 5 lakh learn professional tennis, 50,000 cometo the circuit, 5000 reach the grand slam, 50 reachWimbeldon, 4 to semi final, 2 to the finals, When Iwas holding a cup I never asked GOD "Why me?". And today in pain I should not be asking GOD "Why me?" Happiness keeps u Sweet, Trials keep u Strong, Sorrow keeps u Human, Failure Keeps u Humble, Success keeps u Glowing, But only God Keeps u Going.....

venue: Kukatpally restuarant: Tabla,Multi Cuisine.Veg cum Non-Veg Can you imagine a silver blue brook without a sound of ripple? Have you thought of monsoon with no punctuation of rumble of thunder? Can u imagine passing of minutes without the tick of clock go by? Welcome to Tabla,the 13th century percussion instrument of Indian classical music from traditional,contemporary to post modern.Precursory to fusion of world music featuring awesome array of drums.symbals,gorgs,bells and customised sound effects. This is Tabla,the food beat for you.A Crescendo .Nice Ambience with soft music ringing in ears. From subtle to overdue,it has everything. We went there on a cold evening.Wow!!There is a tiny kid's space.oops,Iam not a kid. starters like french fry,Cheese tomato soup was yummy!Slurp;),Stuffed kulcha with kolapoori ,Malai kofta tasted good too. Must try that:) Overall a warm welcome and kind gesture.It is indeed a food beat for you.Tried eating pot kulfi,tooti frooti icecream,some h

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End of grade 10,12,UG,PG...mmm farewell party reminds you of something??...all folks out here have one exercise which is to be done to make fellow folks happy.That's filling the enteries In the Sham err Slam Book .With my UG coming to an end in sometime this exercise is to be done by me aswell.Wheww!Iam not against this coz may be even i have to get one for myself too. Whenever i fill in enteries in my friend's slam books,which I do due to great perseverance on their part,I really break my head over questions that i can never find answers to.I know the whole thing is basically supposed to be a fun exercise,but I always end up mulling over the questions and trying desperately to put my pen on paper wondering why this torture is inflicted upon close and loved ones.I attimes goof up things trying to be "creative" or rather landing up filling weird answers. huh?.With great difficulty i chuck out of my mind with beautiful and intelligent answers like "keep your nos

One day I decided to quit...I quit my job, my relationship, my Spirituality... I wanted to quit my life.I went to the woods to have one last talk with God. "God", I said. "Can you give me one good reason not to quit?" His answer surprised me..."Look around", He said. "Do you see the fern and the bamboo?" "Yes", I replied."When I planted the fern and the bamboo seeds, I took very good care of them. I gave them light. I gave them water. The fern quickly grew from the earth. Its brilliant green covered the floor. Yet nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo. In the second year the Fern grew more vibrant and plentiful. And again, nothing came from the bamboo seed. But I did not quit on the bamboo." He said."In year three there was still nothing from the bamboo seed. But I would not quit. In year four, again, there was nothing from the bamboo seed. I would not quit." He said."Then in the fi

A man arrived home from work to find his dog with his neighbour's pet rabbit in his mouth.The man man grabbed the rabbit from the dog but the pet was clearly dead.Terrified by what the neighbour would think,he took the bedraggled corpse indoors,gave it a bath,blow-dried its fur and put it back into the cage in his neighbour's garden.That way,he hoped that his neighbour would think the rabbit had simply died ofnatural causes. A few days later,the neighbour leaned over the garden fence and said: "Did you know that Fluffy had died?" "Oh,no,"said the man,playing ignorant. "It was really strange,"continued the neighbour."We fond him dead in his cage,the day after we buried him in the garden,someone dug him up.They gave him a bath and put him back in his cage.How sick can people get! Longest laugh ever had after reading it!!hahaha :D .But poor Fluffy :(

Dr.Arun Gandhi,grandson of M.K.Gandhi and founder of M.K Gandhi Institute of Non-Violence,in his June 9 lecture at the University of Puerto Rico,shared the following story of "Non-violence in parenting" : I was 16 years old and living with my parents at the institute my grandfather had founded 18 miles outside of Durban,South Africa,in the middle of the sugar plantations.We were deep in the country and had no neighbours,so my two sisters and I would look forward to town to visit friends or go to the movies. One day,my father asked me to drive him to town for an all-day conference,and I jumped at the chance.Since I was going to town my Mother gave me a list of groceries she needed,and since I had all day in town,my father asked me to take care of several pending chores,such as getting car serviced.When I dropped my father off that morning,he said,'I will meet you here at 5:00 p.m..and we will go home together.'After hurriedly completing my chores,I went straight to the

A man went to a barbershop to have his hair cut. As the barber began to work, they began to have conversation.They talked about so many things and various subjects.When they eventually touched on the subject of God, the barber said: "I don't believe that God exists.""Why do you say that?" asked the customer."Well, you just have to go out in the street to realize that God doesn't exist. Tell me, if God exists, would there be so many sick people? Would there be abandoned children? If God existed, there would be neither suffering nor pain.I can't imagine a loving a God who would allow all of these things. "The customer thought for a moment, but didn't respond because he didn't want to start an argument.The barber finished his job and the customer left the shop. Just after he left the barbershop, he saw a man in the street with long, stringy, dirty hair and an untrimmed beard. He looked dirty and unkempt.The customer turned back and entered

Red Herring Description of Red Herring:A Red Herring is a fallacy in which an irrelevant topic is presented in order to divert attention from the original issue. The basic idea is to "win" an argument by leading attention away from the argument and to another topic. Finance:A preliminary prospectus,subject to amendment for an issue of security:from the notice printed on the front in ink. This sort of "reasoning" has the following form: 1. Topic A is under discussion. 2. Topic B is introduced under the guise of being relevant to topic A (when topic B is actually not relevant to topic A). 3. Topic A is abandoned. This sort of "reasoning" is fallacious because merely changing the topic of discussion hardly counts as an argument against a claim. Examples of Red Herring# "We admit that this measure is popular. But we also urge you to note that there are so many bond issues on this ballot that the whole thing is getting ridiculous. # "Argument" f

An Indian walks into a New York City bank and asks to see the loan officer. He says he is going to Europe on business for two weeks and Needs to borrow $5,000. The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for such a loan, so the man hands over the keys of a new Rolls Royce parked on the street in front of the bank. Everything is checked out, and the bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan. An employee drives the Rolls into the bank's underground garage and parks it there. Two weeks later, the man returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41. The loan officer says, "We are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that u are a multimillionaire. What puzzles us is why would you bother to borrow just $5,000?" The Indian replied," Where else in New York can I park my car for two weeks for 15 buc

There was this faint crying sound which I vividly remember.Had a peep through the window.It was a small puppy,brownish in color,standing near the gate sniffing the ground.Where did it come from?May be it got lost or the Mother had gone away leaving it to look after itself or someone who did not want it got it here and left. So small,good-looking,bright .Just not like any other dog who roamed the streets in the neighbourhood..A stray dog-unloved,un-cared for,hungry,cold,lonely and chased by everyone. My heart melted at once for the thought of this puppy growing into a stray dog.I went back home,brought some milk and through the grill of the gate offered it by placing a small bowl.The puppy moved back,trembling in fear,its stringy tail struck behind its twiggy hind legs.The eyes rolled,showing whites-indicating fears.I moved back.Now it stopped moving and eyed suspiciously.Small encouraging sounds were made by clicking the tongue.Now the tail came out and it wagged it once or twice hesit

“Fate chooses our relatives, we choose our friends”,quipped Jacques Delili.As we grow up and form preferences,we develop definite idea on what should determine our friendship. One can be good friends with one’s own parents,bros and sis.Cousins generally make up suitable friends as they belong to the family but we are not too closely related and so have objectivity and detachment. Intelligence and good judgement is what makes a valuable friend and he is one who has interests at heart.Though rivalry and healthy competition are desirable among friends,jealousy has no place in this wonderful friendship.It does not help to have a friend who is not interested in studies or has bad habits for we are judged by the company we keep and bad habits are more contagious than deadly diseases. Since friendship is such a cherished concept great writers have waxed eloquent about it.When friends have been timed and tested,”….grapple them to thy soul with hoops of steel”,said Shakesphere.His play,Timon of

The two characters,a lady and a doctor,whose names had the suffix of “Ism” in the English language were Mrs.Malaprop and Dr.Spooner . Mrs.Malaprop was actually a character in Sheridan’s play entitled “The rivals” wherein she spoke a sentence:”She is as headstrong as an allegory on the banks of Nile”.The word "allegory" was used instead of the word “alligator”.Another one Dance a Flamingo,instead of "Flamenco".When using a difficult word and getting it wrong,and ridiculously misusing or pronouncing it,it is termed “ Malapropism .” In the case of Dr.Spooner he has the habit of having the intitial letters of words mixed up.The time-old example was:”An under-gratuate had hissed all the mistery lectures.” He wanted to say “missed all history lectures.” Other examples of Spoonerism could be” “It is a tip of the slung(slip of the tongue) and “Will you please take me?”(make tea).” Mr.X took the town drain to Bangalore”(down train)

Life is a always like a game of chess,we play it with nature.Our mind and heart are the pawns and the prize is happiness.We have the first move and nature plays the counter-move.Our moves are choices and the counters are consequences.Interestingly,nature always wants us to win.But it’s we,who either reject it or postpone it. Life is indeed a game.Play caustiously and be prudent in assigning priorities in life.Then life is simple. “A rose given in life is always better than orchids in grave”.

" Good friends are hard to find difficult to leave and impossible to forget ". Friends mean a loot in everyone's life and play a vital role too.They are the elixer of our lives that makes us go around,brightning our lives & bringing sparkle to our eyes.Have a good friend in life and life is like " Bed of roses ".But a strain somewhere will make matters worse.It is a very fragile relation.When u have them u feel heaven but when u don't :(( . Not only do friends awaken the best within us,they also arouse our sense of friendliness-A friend's friend is a friend(An enemy's enemy is friend too;) jk) It is an absolutely unique relationship,strengthening with passage of time and withstanding all tests of time.Celebrated all over the world on First Sunday of August ,the origin is unclear.The U.S Congress sanctioned National Friendship day in 1935 as a special day to honour and celebrate friendships.In 1997,the U.N named Winnie The Pooh as the world's

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Happy Independence Day!!! I salute all the great people who sacrificed their lives for our country :) Iam proud to be an Indian!!!!

Once upon a time,The colors of the world Started to quarrel.All claimed they were the best,The most important,The most useful,the favourite. "GREEN" said, "Clearly Iam the most important..... Iam the sign of life and of hope; I was chosen for graves,trees and leaves, Without me,all animals would die; Look over the countrysideAnd you will see that Iam in the majority." " BLUE" interrupted, "You only think about Earth, But consider the sky and the sea... It is the water that is the basis of life And it is drawn up by the clouds from the deep sea; The sky gives space and peace and serenity, Without my peace,you would be nothing." "YELLOW" chuckled, "you are all serious... I bring laughter,gaiety,and warmth into the world,The sun,the moon and the stars are all yellow; Every time you look at a sunflower, The whole world starts to smile, Without me there would be no fun ." "ORANGE" started next to blow her trumpet...."

Monsoon in India comes laden with a myriad moods and connotations,poetry,floods,fertility art and affection woven in the colors of R a i n b o w .It is a time when the sky is heavily overcast and rolls of thunder growl threateningly and its grippling aura suggests a sombre depth. When it rains there is sheer of joy.The pall of gloom that has enveloped disappears totally rejuvenating spirits.It welcomes festivals after the somnolent summers with a sense of elation engulfying inner nerves and perking up my senses. Raining cats and dogs ??not the whacky movie where cats & dogs slug it out with eachother remainding of the war of worlds in a way. Iam not talking about the torrential rains that brought shudders to Mumbaikars leaving melancholic and damp neither the sapping humidity.This is all about rain that has been falling from skies now that South West monsoon has firmly ensconced itself . If you are peeking at the incessant pitter patter from a window struck high you really are

This Saturday was quite awesome and eventful for me!!!i thought i lost consistency in updating my blog but was wrong. iam again here to add charm to moi blog:) njoyed having chat with couple of my close friends having funtime in the afternoon and then with another close friend of mine.all said and done after making some self cooked recipe was allset to leave to my sis dearest Vauhini's place.was Amazing!!! meeting her n BIL after a real looong time n afterall " home is where the heart is ".it is real heaven in my terms .such a peaceful place,giving me umpteen solace with all greenery and fine breeze and ofcourse hospitable people what more do i need.on the way while going it was drizzling and me njoying lil bit of drenching...it revs up my spirit. finally after a 1 1/2 hr of journey to Nizampet & endless traffic jam in the peak time reached there. i had many things in my mind to do after i reach there.My sis is like my best friend more than a sister,precisely Hutch Do

He was short. He was sharp. He was the brightest boy in his class. His seniors would ask him to solve their difficulties in Science. He could have go unnoticed in the crowd, but once you asked him a question relatedto Physics or Maths, there was a spark in his eyes. Hecould Grasp theories of Science faster than the speedof light. He came from a poor but educated family. Hisfather was a high-school teacher and an avid reader ofenglish literature. He, like all the boys int he classwas trying to get admission into some engineeringcollege. The brighter ones wanted to study in heIndian Institutes of Technology, or the IIT's. Therewas an entrance test for IIT.T his boy, along with hisfriends applied to appear for the test. They did nothave any special books or coaching. All these IITaspirants would sit below the shade of a stone mantapclose to chamundi hills in the sleepy town of Mysore.He was a guide for others. While the others struggled to solve problems in the question paper,he would

I was just surfing the channels to check the news at 9(it has been one yr since the kumbakonam incident happened.My heart aches when i remember that incident.one negligence somewhere costed those tiny tots lives).well some music somewhere made me put my remote aside and was elated to see that it's a movie.it was Morning Raga .casting ShabhanaAzmi,the female protoganist,Nasser,Thalaivasal vijay(Shabana's encouraging husband) and other's.... . Arka mediaworks production. the whole movie was well picturised whole movie revolves around village and the city.fantabulous classical music as the title itself suggests .excellent lip synchronization by artists!!!! the story is quite simple .English-telugu one.it starts with a wonderful melodious song very pleasing to hear wherein Shabhana(swarna) forces her friend to accompany her to the concert in the city. they all start their journey in bus with their kids Madhav and Abhinay respectively and fate has something else to tell.the bus

Title sounds like my best friend's wedding hahaha. Today my day started with maximum enthu.was very elated My Best friend Swathi's BDay.so was all excited to surprise her with gift.i was not keeping well but still pushed myself to college to make my friend's day special. whew!!!real irony.she din't turn up to college.woke up late and missed the bus:( Swathi very bad..missed u lotz.felt very desolated . somehow dragged myself till evening.left from college.me and priya were waiting in Ameerpet for Swathi to turn up since a long time.my headache aggravated with an equal amount of cold and we were totally collapsed.thought we will leave.our resisitance power was subsiding.was raining heavily then.The overcast sky and incessant pitterpatter of rain.we were severely drenched. i just love rains.just love drenching with a nice cuppa tea in hand and soft music around,making small paperboats and set it in the puddles.... but at the end of the day landup with cold and migraine an

Day:Monday the 4th.there was a long term proposal by the RTC officials to go on Indefinite Strike .finally it was known that it was from Monday.they were intelligent enough to make it from Monday. Reason:apart from school students getting effected college goers were badly effected too.many engneering colleges reopened that day.Even auto’s were supposedly to go on strike as that was the right time for their demands to be satisfied soon.but thank God they didn’t go.rescued!!!Complete chaos everywhere.There was palpable tension in everyone’s face.tourist buses plying as ordinary buses,school buses served the purpose.tickets were sold at exorbitant rate.public had no other go but to shell extra bucks to reach their destination.even though public raised the voice it turned into deaf ear’s .This contributed to increase in traffic ,pollution as many opted to take their own mode of commutation.men and women quickly scurrying to grab vacant seats.sprightly ones managed to squeeze the way out of

Small things teach us a lot.ever wondered that the cherry blossom could tell something.however hard one tries ,apart from the portion where we will have to press however hard it is pressed it’s difficult to open.it shows one has to do right thing at the right time.rather aim at the correct place then things would be easy.aiming aimlessly will not fetch anything.it is not the power or strength one has to have but the ablility to think logically and wisely.everything has a time and there is time for everything.doing right things with right efforts save a lot of timeanything done with dedication and concentration will always be triumphant.A thousand mile journey starts with a single step "Tiny drops make mighty ocean " is it not inquisitive thinking :)

On a tyre store:"Invite us to ur next blow out". At a small hotel:"We're as cheap as u r" God is real unless declared int On the door of the postoffice in Newyork PULL if that doesn't work PUSH if that Doesn't work,we're closed. Come Again. God is real unless declared integer

Back to college from Monday.eager to see all friends,canteen banters,getting to know new faculty what not,Bus gossips trying to know what each of my friends have done this one and a half month..me and my anxiety whewww !! somehow tend to think what have i been doing all these Hols .lazing around just doing nothing.huh??nothing productive assuch.Efficiency 0%.would be deserved being called vetti vaish:)) .Afternoons Siesta time obviously there came orkut inviation to my rescue from my friend.so was enjoying myself.was new then so was excited to add people,scribbling in friend's scrap and posting messages in communities. orkutting,chatting what not!!!completely into it.so many gossips.indeed was good to add new people and friends and know each other.the only time it pisses me is when there is a page saying Bad bad server.No donut for u. apart from that cocooning ofcourse.each day try to postpone the Do's that were assigned in my priority list.i mean doing something useful ofcou

what is life???life is not a race but a journey to be savoured each step of the way.It is an echo-we get back what we give.it is a jigsaw puzzle with most of the pieces missing.it is not measured by the number of breaths we take,but by the moments that take our breadth away ....well The purpose of life us to live a life of purpose. these are some of the the quotes about life which was told by experienced and learn scholars and iam trying to be incredibly plagiaristic in jotting them down :).for me it is still enigmatic..somewhere a mystery.so live every moment as i cannot anticipate what happens next.life ends when i stop dreaming.live every moment as every second is precious.learn every moment and learn from experience.it is not the number of years we live that counts but the good deeds that we have done adds value to life.it's purpose is then served.think of yourself as an incandescent power illuminated and perhaps talked to by god and his messengers.is it a wonderful voyage??mig

I always appreciated the spontaneity of the newsanchors when they deliever the news.The ease with which they deliver,the perfection and enthusiasm in them,hyperactiveness,the way they present and project things,the consistency and effectiveness in their speech,their gesture, and intrepidity is worth mentioning.I thought they were great with some special traits in them but then they just deliver and interact with the celebrities but the whole process of what they have to do is told by someone else before hand but we donot spare a thought to the editors,the technicians,cameramen who have played a vital role in the coverage of the news item running from pillar to post,the hurdles faced then.Ofcourse there are people who multihandle everything but my view is more generalized.their contribution goes unnoticed and it is the anchors we appreciate a lot.the entire credit must be attributed to the crew aswell as their role is worth mentioning .their names just pop up the screen below when the s