mom...

mamma...is what i have been calling her since the day i started speaking...isnt it difficult to even imagine life without her...

she has been with us rite since the inception.....whatever she does ...whatever she says ....its all from her core...so soft...so unconditional....never expecting anything from anybody...just some of your time for her to speak with you...

ask her of what you desire....and you will get it before you even think of asking about it again..

she relentlessly does all her chores..never stopping..nor will she let anything stop her....and in the face of adversity..she wll be the first one to take on it...why?..because she loves her family...and her love is so deep...nothing can ever fathom it.

her touch...her warmth...her courage...her love....how can a person be so unconditional...so giving...who is she ....she is a mom...

orkut....

wat to say abt orkut..jus say it once in a crowd of yougsters..and u ll see heads turnin towards ya
i joind orkut in april 2006 and i take pride in sayin that i have been addictted to it ever since ...

to add i got in touch wid almos all my school frnds thru orkut after around 5 years ..which is so freakin awesome...

this stanford university grad. did hit rite nerve of creatin such an innovative way of being in touch
no matter what the distance between u and ur pals
whether are they aquaintances or good friends jus scrap and have fun!!
so
who do u know?

Unfair....

It was a normal day of summer 1997....the sun shining brightly behind the clouds....the periphery splitting the sunrays..the green trees swaying with the wind .... i enjoyed the view as i headed on my cycle for the first day in my new hindi-marathi tuitions (after obvious grades in the prevous year).....

I remember it as if it were just yesterday... the society was amid a lot of green tres...no matter whichever flat you stayed in, the view was equally good...then it striked me ,mother nature really knows to nurture...the beautiful sunrise amid the mountains..... the view of the sunset ...the beautiful green trees....us human beings...the way she is "equal" with all of us...and many things unique and appreciable in their own way.

Finally i arrived at my tuitions....it was the first day...to add to the students were one more boy ,one girl and the house owners daughter "barkha".

i did not know the other girls name..thought i would ask her later...as sir began introducing each one us ..... he said her name is beri...she was really pretty.... and...good looking....and we all gave back a smile to her....i had never heard of such name before ...pretty uncommon...its later i realised why was she like her name uncommon....rare.

sir began teaching the chapter ..as he asked questions we all answered ....beri never said a word she did try say somthing but we never got it clearly .....at this, sir looked at us and..jus smiled...as if he heard her before any of us did ....i really wondered why wouldnt she speak up....

how can you just stay quiet like that ... for an hour

Later on as the day wrapped up
..the other boy left early...i was about to leave ..sir said... wait siddharth lets give beri company till the gate....i agreed

as we walked... i asked her....
which school do you go to beri?


she said in a way i did not understand
....pardon....as i said
then she said it again in the same way i din follow

sir said siddharth...she goes to the B******** school
......but sir isnt that for the handica***
why there?

..because she is that... she can neither speak nor hear....

it was like a lightning bolt tearing my heart up into pieces....

how can that be sir....she looks so normal...she is so pretty..how is that possible

thats why its Unfair siddharth.....its Unfair...