Somehow when one reads stuff like people getting all worked up about a movie and going about threatening the people involved really gets on my nerves.   Just now read some BJP nut congratulated another good for nothing for announcing a 10 cr reward for anyone who beheads Deepika Padukone and Sanjay Leela Bhansali. . I just don't understand the hue and cry over a movie which is part of one's creative freedom.. It's just entertainment .. It's just something that a person conceives in his mind and wants to put forth to the audience. . They may have been inspired by some historical figure and might want the world to let know of the person .. and it's a commercial movie not a documentary where everything needs to be accounted for or should be exact. . Commercial movies are always a mix of fact and fiction. . Our country is said to be the largest democracy as well as secular but it only seems to be secular or democratic in paper Coz I don't see any tolerance towards caste creed color language religion or our so called fundamental rights in this country.  Intolerance abounds. . The kar sewaks or karni or these so called moralists or protectors of their clan .. who are they protecting in fact.. A queen's legacy.. no offence meant. . From what.. A movie wherein her namesake is shown dancing or some imagined romantic scene between the queen and the Sultan (the director has been crying hoarse denying any such scene) . .  Is this queen's dignity or strength of character or the respect she commands so fragile that it will fall apart just by a movie. . I don't think so .. If she was what I hear her to have been she wouldn't give a damn about what people think or how she's portrayed in a movie. . A movie cannot make or break any community..  If their values, beliefs and customs are strong then I dont think there is any reason to worry.. and people are intelligent enough to differentiate between fact and fiction. . Noone is going to judge the queen or her clan on the basis of a movie..  these so called moralists and preservers of their community if they open their eyes and ears and look around at the injustices being done to women and children in the society and hear their pleas or cry for help they wouldn't be wasting their time trying to ban a movie..

A l'l me time with myself. .

Be positive think positive see positive hear positive say positive stay positive. . You should never assume things. . Never ever jump to conclusions without knowing the truth.. stop trying to live in others minds. . You don't know what they are thinking .. you just are making guesses.. and most of the guesses maybe bullshit churned up by the negative thoughts in your mind. . You end up making wrong assumptions.. We all have our strengths and weaknesses. . Improve upon your strengths and work on your weaknesses. . Respect yourself take good care of yourself laugh smile spread happiness around not negativity.. Love yourself and love your loved and dear ones too.. trust yourself as well trust the person you love too.. believe and trust in their love for you. . Accept their love.. It's high time .. stop thinking and spreading negativity. .  Saying it again .. be positive think positive see positive hear positive say positive stay positive. .

High on Riverdale high.. still got the hangover..

It's been so long since I visited Riverdale. . I used to often roam about in the lanes of Riverdale and run along the corridors of Riverdale high when I was in my teens.. I still remember hanging out with the gang be it watching Juggy gobbling up burgers after burgers or Archie running after Ronnie or Bets. . You won't believe it I actually had a teeny weeny crush on guess who. . Eeks.. Reggie. . That was a nice trip down memory lane. But you must be wondering what triggered this emotion all of a sudden. It's just that yesterday while flipping channels on the idiot box  I chanced upon the televised version of Archie comics ' Riverdale'..  so much has changed while I was busy trying to come to terms with the transition from my teens to my tweens to my threens.. Riverdale has changed. . The gang seems to have matured. . Betty seems to have found her soul mate in Jughead.. Archie has got his pitching right with one of the pussy cats.. Veronica is not the rich brat she once was.. she is trying to knot up her family ties that seem to be getting loose around the edges.. it made me realise how time flies. . Everything changes even comics. . The gang seems to have aged along with me.. but still when I look at those frayed pages of the old Archie comics I get that nice tingling feeling in my tummy as if have become a teenager again.. These moments can make the time stand still.. ��

Can't run, then walk; can't walk, then crawl but never ever give up..

Julie Moss, the American triathlete who in the 1982 Ironman triathlon crawled her way into the hearts of millions around the world. She lost the race to Kathleen or Kate but she turned to be the real winner in the long run. She was basically a student who was doing her major in physical education. Triathlon was the topic she chose for her thesis because this was one of the competitions that tests ones physical endurance to the limit. She was very casual about the event and didn't train herself as much as she should have. In a way she reminded me of a certain Smitha Gangadharan I happen to know very personally, I mean the way she would procrastinate things and leave it till the last moment. I could certainly empathise or rather identify with her on that account. Anyway she started off well and was kind of leading but towards the end she got dehydrated and was losing energy but somehow she managed to find the will to get back on her feet and keep on walking howmuchever she stumbled or even when her legs gave away. I saw the video and her legs almost seemed like jelly. Could see her struggle but I didn't feel any sympathy it was more like awe that I felt on seeing her willpower. Falling down, getting back up, again falling down and declining to take anyone's help as it would have disqualified her. I mean even when she was at her wit's end she kept her wits about her. Just seeing her cross the line on all fours, somehow such moments of courage and determination make one feel truly inspired.

Humbled by the clouds...

It's funny the kind of thoughts that pop into ones mind while travelling by air.. just was looking out of the window. . Saw these clouds all fluffy and white like cotton candy or just cotton. . It makes one wonder we are all fighting about where we come from.. We form opinions about others on the basis of the place they are from or their caste creed religion. . But from the top over the clouds it's so difficult to know where one is.. it doesn't matter above the clouds .. They all seem the same. . Whether it's Delhi or Chennai or Bihar or Nagaland the clouds are all the same everywhere ..

Curiously natural...

Always keep hearing people refer to sex as natural or unnatural.. sometimes don't understand what they mean by unnatural sex I mean I wonder whether they even know what they are talking about. .coz  most of the times people use this term to describe same gender sex.. but what I believe is nature has nothing to do with ones sexual preference.  By natural, we mean, intended by nature.. and yes nature's main concern is the existence, survival and propagation of all the species on this planet. . From the point of view of procreation or propagation of one's species a man and a woman needs to commune to get the desired results.. otherwise sex with mutual consent according to your nature or preference is natural sex irrespective of the gender of your partner. . What I deem as unnatural would be something forced upon a person or done without mutual consent. Abusing children, abusing animals or even a dead body is what I would term as unnatural and as an illness of the mind that needs to be addressed..

A poem about the Montessori philosophy..

Montessori class is like no other,
Calm and peaceful, neutral in color.
Amazing materials to challenge the mind,
And countless opportunities to grow and to shine.

A harmonious tone, where grace and courtesy are seen,
Children helping, children learning, exploring why leaves are green.
A joyous community where independence abounds,
Learning through the senses, sandpaper letters to learn the sounds.

Learning about the continents, working with landforms too,
Learning the parts of an insect, persevering to tie your shoe.
Pushing in your chair, rolling up your mat,
Using the Moveable Alphabet to spell the word, ‘c-a-t’.

An environment where children work at their own pace,
Discovering, exploring, no pressure to win the race.
A philosophy that helps children be all they can be,
Guiding their learning by following their lead.

Intrinsically motivated,
Independent too,
The power of the absorbent mind
Soaking up knowledge through and through.

Maria Montessori is one of a kind,
An acute observer, an intelligent mind.
She believed in following the child’s lead,
And giving children the tools to help those in need.

A Montessori class is like no other
And a teacher I’m proud to be
A role model, a facilitator, a nurturer, a friend,
Guiding them on a journey that I hope will never end.

I feel so proud, so honored and blessed
To help each child achieve their best,
To instill in them a love for life,
A passion for learning and a zest for life.

SLOW DANCE

You guys must have read this poem that had been circulating the net for sometime. . It's claimed to have been written by a terminally ill child. . It's really worth reading again and again. .

Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly's erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?

You better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last.

Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask, “How are you?”
Do you hear the reply?

When the day is done, do you lie in your bed,
with the next hundred chores running through your head?

You'd better slow down
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short
The music won't last.

Ever told your child, 
We'll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?

Ever lost touch, let a good friendship die 
Cause you never had time 
To call and say,'Hi'

You'd better slow down.
Don't dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won't last..

When you run so fast to get somewhere,
You miss half the fun of getting there.

When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift....
Thrown away.

Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.