This is what makes us happy .. Nothing Else !

Please note: I made a conscious effort not to sound like Rudyard Kipling in his poem 'IF'. These are just a couple of random thoughts that cross my mind every now and then.

If saying quarrelsome is easier, then why say belligerent?

If love is all about giving and sharing then why talk about " I cant take it anymore" ?

If they say " this is not the way to live. Live your life this way" , who are the 'they' that we are talking about? Aren't you are the same 'they' for them? Most importantly, who's written a book on ' how to live your life' ? Isn't it your life and not them being the chauffeur?

If sitting by the window, watching the raindrops meticulously and rhythmically hit the window pane , sipping from a mug of hot 'masala' tea is what means bliss to us then why do we run behind ersatz cappuccino?

If I earn and I succumb to 'the fake brand of me ' and I re-earn and I succumb yet again, when can I say that I ever earned for 'the real me' ?

Who creates a success benchmark for you ?

If 'life is a race', where are we heading?

Does any of this matter at the end of the day ?

Let's think ...

Do we have a solution ?

yes..

no..

You might say 'what solution are you talking about.. ? You are insane'

yes I am ...

So are you ...

So is everyone ..

Because for each one of us , what matters is the eternal bonding we have with our beloved people, the first time we earn, the first time we buy gifts and the first time we feel that we are independent.

What matters is to schedule a re-union in school, talk about memories of your best friend acting nutty as a fruitcake and not why India is progressing at a GDP rate of 'x' and china at '2x' .

What matters is to pull over and have 'pani puri' at 'once upon a time' appallingly unhygienic place (which surprisingly doesn't seem to matter ) instead of a 275Rs only /- 'scrumptious puris with mineral water used as 'pani' at a flamboyant restaurant.

What matters is the first mistake you make because every mistake is a new one :)

Every learning experience is also new !

Ultimately what matters is ' what matters to you in your life ! ' , 'what keeps you happy' !

HAPPY is the mantra :)

That is what does wonders.. Definitely not Bill Gates, not a 25Lakh pair of slippers , not a business deal lost by a narrow margin ..

Happiness is what matters ...

Nothing else..

Absolutely nothing else..

Everything else is alien !

Just felt like Rotaract ..

SInce its inception its been more than just HISTORY ..

Varenya calls me up and says, " Krutika, you know what we all can start a club and have fun ". I had absolutely no clue whatsoever - what we'll do as a part of Rotaract;, how many Rotaract clubs existed , NOTHING , zilch - absolutely nothing.. We were all charged by the idea of starting something new all by ourselves. ' FUN' and something 'NEW '- those were the magic words and that was all that mattered to us. Fifteen of us met at Varenya's house and her father, our mentor, Past Rotary Governor, Jawahar Uncle started off by saying " Please ask yourselves what is in it for me? " Back then, it was a million dollar question. ( I said back then because each and everyone who has been a part of Rotaract can tell you what the club has in store for you NOW confidently ).None of us had an answer to it except for our " two magic words".

We began officially on 29th September 2007 ( but i must mention that we had already finished our first fund raiser by then) .

Here the list of the founder board members:

President : Varenya Vadlamani

Vice-President: Ravi Chandra

Secretary: Poojita Tulasi (unfortunately served only for three months ) following which it was me.

Joint- Secretary : Dheeraj Reddy

Treasurer : Isha Kajrewal

Director of finance: Amrita Kanjani

Director for community service: Me for a while after which all of us handled it :)

Director for club service: Amrutha Ganapa

Fifteen of us had no set road laid for us and it was a complete inchoate beginning. There were times we pulled 7 extra chairs and sat around one table in eat street; There were times we met every sunday at Barista shamelessly without ordering a single drink and sat for hours together until that guy almost kicked us out ! There were times when we shifted the meetings from Barista to vengalarao park and from there to Mc Donalds.But what mattered the most to us was ' Hey we've got to meet and we don't care where'. The general trend was: a lot of frantic calls made in the last moment; confusion at its PEAK :D, but definitely a lesson learnt at the end of the day. There were a lot more pressing situations, shipwreck of our efforts. But, we've learnt to deal with each of them collectively, struggled and succeeded. That was the bonding we shared .. Errr.. OOPs we STILL share and continue to do so. Rotaract club of Hyderabad East in 2007-08 was what fifteen friends strongly supported and believed in; They believed that they can make it big though they didn't know how. Now, they believe that helping others doesn't mean sacrificing their precious 2 hours time of a blockbuster movie or a saturday night party at a happening place or for that matter a couple of heavenly hours of sleep. The "bhaari" term social service to the 15 of us meant something different and now each of us has a refined interpretation for it. That was what the club did to us. I can vouch for every founder member that each one of us has changed and, our club since its inception has been more than history to us. It's a nostalgic moment :)

I take immense pride ( I have goosebumps on my hands now) in saying that all of us, each and every rotarator has MADE Rotaract club of Hyderabad East BIG ! Rotaract is a part of our lives and its responsibility is never a burden for us. I can promise on behalf of all the rotaractors that some years down the line when we reminisce about the days we've spent together, we'll certainly say " DAMn ! i miss those days". I know for a fact that when I call any rotaractor in the future and say " hey, could you please help me " , I can be rest assured that help will come my way.

To all the new and old members of our "family" , on behalf of all the founder members , I acknowledge your commitment and welcome you to get your share of our "Rotaract" experience. Rotaract has been more than history to us and I promise that so will it be for each one of you. ALL the best and welcome aboard

" to make a difference differently "

BRace - y smile

I wonder how i failed to notice from the past 18 years that one of my front teeth ( incisor ,- I think that is what it is called - after all , studying biology for 4 years helped me,... i hope i spelt the name right..) was tilted by nearly 60 degrees. Another hard blow that i got was -- 4 of my molar teeth have been displaced slightly , by slightly i meant a centimetre..
Alright, I haven't chosen an eerie topic to write about - but trust me it is essential for you to know every microscopic detail to get a better picture of the trauma that i went through..
I had ( mark my words.. i said i " HAD "- past tense) a peculiar interest. i deserately wanted to get a bracey smile -- plainly to experience the feeling - that bizarre sensation.
My mind was all set. But it was not a cake walk. It was an uphill task to persuade my mom. She's mentally prepared to go to any GODAMN specialist but never is she ready to go to a dentist. i could never comprehend as to why she had this dentist-phobia. Mind you - She never had any bitter experiences with an orthodontist or for that matter she never sat before one..
After a prolonged tittle-tattle with her , she was left with no choice but to give up.. I felt like a grade 2 kid who was given his favourite toy..finally i can go to the doctor.. YOoHOooO!!!!!!!!!
Interruption - If you " think " that i am out of my mind, u'd better " STOP " thinking..
The next couple of weeks i was very busy..I had too many queries.. reagrding the best doctors and clinics.. FInally i found one..
One fine day i drove to the clinic . I called it a " fine " day with a reason..According to my grand mom that blessed day and auspicious time were perfect for any minuscular deed to be successful. At last, I stepped into the main ward. My eyes took a quick look aound the place. I accept that i am a little finicky about hygiene - Step into my shoes , i assure you that you will feel the same way and react to the situation the way i did.
As i waited in the lounge foe the doctors call , i saw a boy yell with pain..That high pitched sound was enough to get me back to my senses..My heart started pounding hard. This time it was not because of excitement - the reason was completely opposite. I didnt know that dentist-phobia was contagious; for a split second an abnoxious thought cut through my mind. Did i make the biggest mistake ever? Should i reconsider my decision ? I looked at my mom's face, but in vain. she returned a skeptical look. That expression on her face worsened my feeling. I had no other go. Now that i was already at my " Once upon a time most awaiting place " - i had to be patient. A million thoughts were revolving in my mind. I had to live upto those basic manners drilled into my tough shell. Obviously i couldnt run away from there.. The most easy option was totally ruled out..
Adding to my already existing pain was that " evil smirk " on the face of a lady at the reception. She sat in her chair, her face resplendent with joy . It appeared as though she loved to see children cry in pain when their teeth are pulled out.. It was creepy. I felt as if my mind was transparent. Could she read every single feeling of mine? Was she trying to scroll down my "mind-page" getting utterly bored working on her computer??
Were my feelings displayed in words , did they vanish and sink in to my forehead once she read them?? Mind boggling questions freaked me out completely.
Had it not been for the doctors call that got me out of that " spooky " ocean of thoughts, i would have probably convinces my mom to become the patient. Huh!! Poor Mom was saved.
Contrary to my expectations the doctor was very meek and gentle while handling with his patients..I shall conveniently skip the part of describing the procedure af how those metal chunks were stuck to my teeth. And you know why?? That is because i was preoccupied with something else while the doctor was performing the operations.. I was " praying " . My eyes were tightly shut while those sophisticated tools did wonders!!!
After half an hour i could sense a lot of metal in my mouth. I considered myself fortunate, all my teeth were intact..atleast that was what i felt. Otherwise i would have had to witness another "smaller version " of a hammer being dug into and out of mu mouth in 10 seconds..ofcourse i am not awaiting a session like that.
At the end of the so called treatment the doctor was polite enough to ask me how i felt. My terse reply was " For how long do i need to bearwith these wires ". Though i didnt answer his question he laughed his head off.. He knew what i meant to say.

Etched in memory...

"HAAY HAAY!!! yeh suraj kahaan se nikla hain aaj" - are these the very first words in your mind.. well pinch yourself hard.. harder harder girl...i would have done it for you had you been here..Dont get scandalised ( i mean those who are reading this)..I, Krutika Reddy - Miss perfect ( LOL!! thats how most of my friends address me..because i was so meticulous in my work.. mind you.. i said i "WAS" meticulous. it obviously means i am no more..) has written an entry on TAnvi desai - MIss ----------- ( you may suggest any title --infact all the synonyms of talkative.. take them for her.. all for free..and you know what you are free to give the most senseless captions!! remember you are physically out of reach from her and this is the BEST CHANCE EVER!!)..
HEy this ones for you girl.. solely dedicated from the bottom of my heart!! I am sure you will be mad at me for having said the next couple of sentences. For those who didnt know - let me tell you that i have written this after a LOT of procrastination!!! HuH!! those words are still ringing in my ears.. " WRite a blog on me naa ,, SHAMELESS "..I didnt know that its soo difficult to sum up everything about your BESSST friend in 2-3 paragraphs..but i am making an earnest attempt.. I just hope its not a futile one..
Tanvi you have been through the thick and thin of my life. OMG!! I am acting like a psychopath. Forget it..I cant make it very "SENTI" u know. i am very poor at it..i couldnt stop laughing when you said " I give up on you ".. but "better late than never", DONT you agree ??.
hey she's a jewellery aficionado. Give her 100 on your scale for that ( ofcourse the scale is for 100.. WOW!! you get full marks)..she likes a lot of other crap.. I beg your pardon i cant tell them. She'll drill me into the earth. GOD!! where does she get the strength from??
Tanvi, you were the only girl who stood by me at times when i was disparaged in certain issues.Ofcourse i am not thanking you for that.. because you are my friend,. OOPS!! BEST- ESt ( if the word exists) friend. Eureka!! I dont want to give you a chance to say " You missed out a very important word.. HOW COULD YOU?? where is it? ".. I know i am going mad - totally insane--I am sure i have written enough of marlarkey to last me both our lifetimes.. Now i need to read newspaper..lemme take a break..
krutika Reddy reporting after a SHORT break.. am i sounding like a reporter?? OBVIOUSLY yes.. thats the only way in which i can immitate you..anything else is beyond my capabilities (specially non-stop 24*7 babble). BUT trust me tanvi you always mean a lot for me.. and no matter what i am always there forYOU..JUSt a piece of advice -- .anything that triggers good memories can't be all bad..i hope you understand what i am precisely trying to say..TANVI ROCKS!! TANVI RULES!!! doesnt that sound great..GO ahead and have FUN!! Remember i am just a phone call away..it would hav been soo much better with STD@ local rates.. LOL!! lemme see if i can do anything about it with my engg, knowledge. :P

Just a beginning!!!!

How many of us realise that we hav a sense a belonging for our schools and colleges??But when this feeling actually take birth?
I don't know if u am proud to be a part of a " POPULAR UNIVERSITY".This is just my second week in college . I am a novice - college atmosphere paralysed my mind.
I had great expectations -- " COLLEGE LIFE ROCKS!!!".The college where i studied previously claims every BIT of my success..I don't want to take its name - I am quite confident that those who didnt experience the physical and mental torture themselves HATE it to the core. :D
But i guess i landed up in a place no better than the previous one ( fingers crossed). I am not sure as to how many of you trust me on this - i dogeared all the pages in my "NEW PROSPECTUS" which had words like "cultural activity" printed in its rotten pages.
All of us do frame images of all our expectations in some corner of our mind.. So did I. Whenever the word
" CAMPUS " sank into my ears i imagined students in glitzy clothes dilly dallying around. You wont believe it.. i have already seen a million people ( ofcourse not in my college.. in others) walking into the classes with a single notebook -- "IF" they ever attended college. How many of us have seen guys throwing attitude - wondering how pretty girls can gravitate to them. -- infact i dont think anyone missed it out -- COMEDY SHOW..sometimes i pity them because most of us mock at them..Huh!! not to forget -- The so called " COOL DUDES " singing songs screaming at the top of their voices( i always called them -besura). n the strangest of the lot are those with their hair streaked. They remind me of porcupines..the list is endless..
Infact i lookED like a NERD infront of them ( ofcorse a couple of months ago). MACRO SIZED bag hanging from my feeble shoulders..My goodness that really distorted my backbone. OKay.. lemme forget about those " BLESSED DAYS" . I'll get back to the present.
These 10 days of college i witnessed perpetual stream of visitors. Let me not take the risk of calling them my seniors. Huh!! not ready to get ragged for the 5th time ( For those who didnt know - I had a pleasure of getting ragged 4 times already). I called them visitors beacuse they strut around the college at all possible " ODD " hours..
I know i need to be patient. I am sure there is a brighter side to it. If millions who graduated from this college went through the same phase -- SO CAN I...

AT THE OUTSET...

" STOP LIVING YOUR LIFE BY DEFAULT AND START LIVING YOUR LIFE BY DESIGN" - These thoughtful words sank into my mind and geared up my confidence..For the first time i am sitting in front of the computer with a purpose instead of whiling away my time