Madhumitha's Blog

November 28th 5.00: Sanjay"Go in sweety daddy will come after attending this call" Maya smiled and went into an ice cream parlor. "Hello! yes I had asked you to put..." Sanjay's words were cut short by the sound of a blast.To his horror the ice cream parlor was burning! He called the police immediately from his phone.He was terror struck "Hello is it the police?" 5.20pm: Sanjay felt miserable.He felt that as if his whole world was crumbling in front of his eyes.He was waiting outside an ice cream parlor or what was left of an ice cream parlor.Five minutes ago he was in his car with his daughter Maya.A pretty girl who was in the age of rainbow.That's how Maya used to say her age.A very bright 7 year old girl.She was Sanjay's friend,enemy,companion,competitor,student,teacher ... shortly his world even more aptly daddy's favorite girl. All that was ten minutes before.Now his whole world seemed to fall.He didn't know who to blame fate of h...

Surya just stared at the display screen in Dubai airport.His flight was delayed by an hour.He mechanically stared at his Diesel watch.It showed 12 midnight.His flight inbound to Chennai was postponed from 1a.m. to 2a.m.Well he had nothing much to do other than to start reading his novel.He was a big fan of Robin Cook.Surya moved to gate 5 and found a calm place and sat down there with his book. He was just in his second page when he heard"Excuse me sir! are you going to Chennai?"Surya is by nature a nice person.But not at fist acquaintance you can't even get a smile form his lips till the third meeting.His physique contributed to that mystique feel.He was almost the perfect example for the phrase tall dark and handsome.He was not a beauty contest winner but in some way did have all the charms required to make any girl go gaga.Surya just nodded as a reply to the man who asked the question.Ramu was the man who asked it to him.He was a married man.He was around 35 years of a...

A good article which I read: IT'S 7TH GRADE.. I stared at the girl next to me... She was my so called "best friend"... I stared at her... Long, silky hair... And I wished she was mine... But she didn't notice me like that... I knew it... After class she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before... And I handed them to her... She said "thanks"... And gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her... I want her to know that I don't want to be "just friends"... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her... And I don't know why... IT'S JUNIOR YEAR.. My phone rang... On the other end it was her... She was in tears... Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart... She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone... So I did... As I sat next to her on the sofa... I stared at her soft eyes... Wishing she was mine... After 2 hours... I Drew Barrymore movie... And 3 bags of chips...

American Attitude A man is taking a walk in Central park in New York. Suddenly he sees a little girl being attacked by a pit bull dog. He runs over and starts fighting with the dog. He succeeds in killing the dog and saving the girl's life. A policeman who was watching the scene! walks over and says: "You are a hero, tomorrow you can read it in all the newspapers: "Brave New Yorker saves the life of little girl". The man says: "But I am not a New Yorker!" Oh then it will say in newspapers in the morning: “Brave American saves life of little girl” the policeman answers. "But I am not an American!" - says the man. "Oh, what are you then?" The man says: "I am a Pakistani!" The next day the newspapers say: "A Terrorist Kills Innocent American Dog!".

I am having my university exams now.I am a II year student in B.Tech.Information Technology.Now I am having my third semester examinations.Well I am not extremely brilliant or a prodigy but I have set my own standards.I got 86.7% in my last semester and 96.25% in my plus two.It is not by luck of chance that I got both but with hard work.But sadly that sincere part of me has not been rewarded lately.By reward I don't mean recognition or a praise but here I talk of satisfying the nagging old levels and position that I have set for myself. I have written only 4 of my 6 exams.Generally the exams give me a happy feeling of achievement.I feel that I have done justice to to position I am in and the work I have done.But sadly this time all my four papers were not up to my expectations.I am a person who does not sit thinking of my present failure for long.I do analyze it and find fault in me but after a point I let it go and think of the next task ahead of me.Better that way then crying ove...

Money seems to be such an important thing in our life as a matter of fact it is.Day in and day out we handle money.We use it to buy things and get it when we sell.It rotates much faster than any planet around its access and revolves more gracefully that any other entity in phase of this earth.For the people who are taught what is 2+2 and table in mathematics at school all this might be very easy.But I have always wondered how it is for the less fortunate people.Let it be my local vegetable vendor or any other uneducated business man have always astonished me with their knowledge they are as fast as my calculator.I am proud of them.With no actual basic education they do this with practice.Iv heard that practice makes perfect well here is a perfect example. However there is another side to this tale.What about those who didn't get the external exposure as well?I mean those petty house maids and house wife's.In a country like India men make the monetary rules of the home irrespect...

I was on the way to my home from a temple with my dad in the car. I had nothing much to do and hence was tampering the music player. My dad was silent and didn't mind my child like naughty work with the player. On the way my father saw a coconut vendor and stopped the car to get some.I decided not to get down but thinking dad would need a hand I got down to help him. I was staring without a blink at the trade center in the opposite side.Not that I like it much just that I like to do that.As the saying goes in this life full of care there is no time to stand and stare. Lucky me I had that time. Well not for long. I heard a lady's voice call out "Sir!" Her voice transported me back to the present age.She had addressed to my father. "Yes!" said my father."Sir, I think that you are a Hindu."My dad did say anything he just nodded. Our religion was very obvious because of the kum-kum on our fore head."Sir! then you are among the unlucky!"Again...

Exams have drained me out but I still have 3 more to go.I thought that a break from all this will be good.So I freaked out today.I went for a movie,temple,now online.My first intention was to blog.But then I saw ma anni(Sister in law) online and decided to have a small chat.It was like no other chat.Then we started to speak about life and friends here is an extract form if.Please do excuse the abundant use of short cut and Tamil:).Viji I hope you read this,I dedicate this to ma dear anna(I know her because of you) and anni(you are too nice a person):) viji.rajendran: i always used to be in the company of friends madhumitha: new place w/o anna n others tuff viji.rajendran: always surrounded by friends when am away form home madhumitha: but its an experience viji.rajendran: yes yes and i have started enjoying it :) madhumitha: dats the spirit ;) viji.rajendran: :) vera enna Madhu keerthu studies eppadi poradhu? madhumitha: good viji.rajendran: hope shes not taking too much of pressure ma...

However long it may take, The long hours that I may stay awake, I put all that I have at stake, All this for the smell of success! I will climb over all hurdles, The strength for victory is within us. I will not hide inside like turtles, I will fight hard and tough, I will blow against the storm, Till my last breath huff and puff. Only victory will retain the calm! I know that it is not all over, Even after I win, New clouds of challenge will hover, No worries in heart like trash in bin. With courage I will face, Each storm one at a time, For to battle is this place, I'll do it with a cheerful hymn. For this life is to experience it all! Both high and low, What ever may be the fall, Or rise make if an ally not a foe, For there is only one life to love!

It happens to everyone. You open a present and find a gift of so little personal interest that you wonder if you got the wrong package. The classic may be clothes presented to a preschooler; who can expect a 3 year-old to smile and say, "Thank you!" upon receiving a sweater? Somehow, we learn the rules about how to accept a gift, regardless of personal interest. Is it just a question of age? Older children are much better at politely thanking the giver than younger children. But gender seems to play a role, too. Girls are also more likely than boys to appropriately thank Aunt Margaret for that ugly sweater. Jessica Kieras and her colleagues at the University of Oregon wondered if something beyond age and gender would predict children's reactions to bad gifts. Specifically, how able was the child to control behavior in general? Perhaps it's not about knowing the rules, or being a girl, but being able to control your behavior that allows some children to remember their ...

I have long pondered why god put man and woman as one species?They have nothing alike.I have been dazzled and lost by the way the the opposite gender thinks.If you are a guy please don't mistake me I m just puzzled.Long gone are the days when people say"A woman's heart can never be unveiled!"Now a days women are very loud on their thoughts.If they don't like a certain aspect of like the say it out it the blue.Worst case the can at least cry and howl.But my poor men are brought up saying"Crying is for women!""Being sentimental is weak!" Are the above statements true.Before we implore all of the general concepts held by men let us discuss the myth"Women are weak!"I am a girl born in India.Since my birth I have been brought up in a male patriarchal society.Even in a chart in school on the topic"Family" till date has a mother cooking father reading a newspaper, son playing and daughter sweeping the floor.In India and most other ...