Darwin proposed the theory "survival of the fittest". In order to have a comfortable life in future what would be the strategy that would be followed??
I got a thought... supposedly in future, man discovers some way to find out what are the possible kinds of problems(u call it diseases or psychological ones) one can have by just studying at the DNA... what would happen to the man kind??? One would be rated based on the intelligence as well as this factor. One will decide about their kids based on those 2 factors apart from love. Its a depressing thought.
But someone has actually captured this thought in a movie called Gattaca. Yes!!! Its damn true. Its set in which year I forgot though. But a nice movie for science fiction. It also captures one major thing called the determination and the will power of a man. As long as you are brave at heart and have courage.... no physical disability can deny you from fulfilling your dreams. Strength is not in the physical structure of a man but in his spirit!!! I know few guys who have proved such thing like Stephen Hawking, one of the great scientist.
One more thought... if there is a thing called rebirth and god gives us an opportunity to chose which life you want to take...who would you want to be??
PS: I would like to be a TREE.
Thursday, December 24, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Wake up Sid!!!
Wake up Sid!!! This is my recent movie. Unfortunately I couldnt watch the movie in a theatre.
So the other day I bought a DVD and saw the movie. Its an AWESOME movie. Ayan Mukarji put all the efforts to portray all kinds of emotions in this movie.
I liked the movie for various reasons. Firstly its because of showing how the teenage kids treat their parents and how desperately parents try to be friends with them. The responsibility factor is shown in a very meaningful way and not going to the extremes of it. Also understanding your dreams and how to work on them and fulfilling them. Something like photography for Sid, which was a passion and he turned it into his work life.
The last reason is the relationship between Sid and Ayesha. The girl being elder to the guy. In our society its not an accepted factor. Is it really wrong for the girl to be elder than guy?? In my opinion I really dont think so as long as you have good mutual understanding levels and maturity to handle the relationship. Even in our puranas, it says that Sita was elder than Ram. So whats the big deal??
Even our real life hero like Sachin set us a good example in front of us by marrying Anjali who is 6-7 years elder than him. What matters most in a relationship is the commitment and carrying it forward for years together. Society rules are framed by us for our convenience. If it doesn't accept now, its good to break them and not follow it. Looking at the other side of the coin we know that during age olden days, girls were married to old men as well. Many of the social reformers changed our society rules. I feel in the future generations to come, the age factor would diminish and importance would be given only to the love and understanding of each other.
So what do you think?? Do you really feel that age is an important factor ruling the relationships these days?? Do feel free to express your opinions.
So the other day I bought a DVD and saw the movie. Its an AWESOME movie. Ayan Mukarji put all the efforts to portray all kinds of emotions in this movie.
I liked the movie for various reasons. Firstly its because of showing how the teenage kids treat their parents and how desperately parents try to be friends with them. The responsibility factor is shown in a very meaningful way and not going to the extremes of it. Also understanding your dreams and how to work on them and fulfilling them. Something like photography for Sid, which was a passion and he turned it into his work life.
The last reason is the relationship between Sid and Ayesha. The girl being elder to the guy. In our society its not an accepted factor. Is it really wrong for the girl to be elder than guy?? In my opinion I really dont think so as long as you have good mutual understanding levels and maturity to handle the relationship. Even in our puranas, it says that Sita was elder than Ram. So whats the big deal??
Even our real life hero like Sachin set us a good example in front of us by marrying Anjali who is 6-7 years elder than him. What matters most in a relationship is the commitment and carrying it forward for years together. Society rules are framed by us for our convenience. If it doesn't accept now, its good to break them and not follow it. Looking at the other side of the coin we know that during age olden days, girls were married to old men as well. Many of the social reformers changed our society rules. I feel in the future generations to come, the age factor would diminish and importance would be given only to the love and understanding of each other.
So what do you think?? Do you really feel that age is an important factor ruling the relationships these days?? Do feel free to express your opinions.
Friday, December 04, 2009
road,car and bike story
Few days back I was travelling with my dad on bike on the roads of hyderabad. It was around noon and the area through which we were going was full of traffic.The area is Mehadipatnam.
My dad is a very cautious driver unlike me. He was explaning me how the city has changed through years and was showing his favorite places. I was wearing my new goggles which my brother got it from USA(showing off :P) and mind you it was sunny also(so not 100% show off).
I heard that someone was honking from behind our vehicle for long time. Actually I was focusing on what my father was saying. I looked behind and saw that a swift car fellow was honking continously. Actually there was no free space on road to give side to him. There were two fellows in the car. The one sitting beside the driver seat rolled down his glass and was saying something.
And then I shouted back in telugu..."aagatleda??"(which means "cant you control"??)
I know the usage is very bad.. but that car fellow was damn irritating and creating enough noise pollution.
He replied,"what the heck did u say??".
I said," didnt you hear?? And can you see if there is enough space for us to drive and give you side. No right?? then why did u honk unnecessarily??"
He gave a confused and shocking expression.
Then I said quietly," next time use bathroom and go for drive!!!!". At that moment I remembered Vimmuuu saying stories about bathroom incidents.
I had to cut down my laughs and imaginations.
The next moment my dad was saying something. I realized at that moment that I was thinking deep inside my mind saying all those things to that car fellow. And I came back to the real world.
I gave a nasty look at that car fellow and were on our own. Next time I will definitely teach such fellows a good lesson :)
My dad is a very cautious driver unlike me. He was explaning me how the city has changed through years and was showing his favorite places. I was wearing my new goggles which my brother got it from USA(showing off :P) and mind you it was sunny also(so not 100% show off).
I heard that someone was honking from behind our vehicle for long time. Actually I was focusing on what my father was saying. I looked behind and saw that a swift car fellow was honking continously. Actually there was no free space on road to give side to him. There were two fellows in the car. The one sitting beside the driver seat rolled down his glass and was saying something.
And then I shouted back in telugu..."aagatleda??"(which means "cant you control"??)
I know the usage is very bad.. but that car fellow was damn irritating and creating enough noise pollution.
He replied,"what the heck did u say??".
I said," didnt you hear?? And can you see if there is enough space for us to drive and give you side. No right?? then why did u honk unnecessarily??"
He gave a confused and shocking expression.
Then I said quietly," next time use bathroom and go for drive!!!!". At that moment I remembered Vimmuuu saying stories about bathroom incidents.
I had to cut down my laughs and imaginations.
The next moment my dad was saying something. I realized at that moment that I was thinking deep inside my mind saying all those things to that car fellow. And I came back to the real world.
I gave a nasty look at that car fellow and were on our own. Next time I will definitely teach such fellows a good lesson :)
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
process of untagging myself - part2
Sometime back I wrote a post regarding my childhood memories. I am going to continue writing rest of the stories. They might not be so interesting but I guess for timepass one can just read them :P
4. stories stretched
Being the eldest one in my family, my brother and sister used to listen whatever I said till 5th standard(later they realized how stupid they were :P). We were living for rent in a very big house which had lot of open place with a big neem tree in front of the house. During power cuts and summer, we used to have fultoo masti. We used to have one wired chair in which 3 kids can easily fit... we used to sit in that and my sister used to request me to say one story... the main action now starts... I used to actually start a fairy tale kinda story and never end it... add all fictional characters and say this and that and king and kid and villain and nothing else... I used to give lots of twists and turns and mean while my bro and sis would have long back forgotten the actual context. After some time my brother who would have actually got bored would say STOP PLEASE!!!!! And my mom would shout from inside the house to come and sleep :)
(now i cant even think of creating a cock and bull story)
5. Nail polish and noise
Every year there used to be a mela at our village and my grandpa used to buy me whatever I want. One such time he didnt come and sent grandmom along with me to the mela. I dont remember exactly, but i think my cousins have also accompanied me to have fun. My grandpa gave me Rs.3 to buy something at mela and I didnt spend. I went to a near by shop in my village and got nail polish which has the yuck dark pink color(i hate that color now). I applied nail polish to all my cousins and the next day I took it to my school :)
I think I was in 2nd class at that time, and shown it to my frens during a free period and the smell of nail polish was evident in my class. We girls were making hell lot of noise and that too talking on top of our voices. Next moment one sister(ours was a missionary school...we had only sisters) came to our class and shouted at everyone and caught me red handed with nail polish. She took it with her and made me stand up on the last bench :(
It was so damn embarrassing...She gave me back that nail polish after school hours. That was the last stupid thing I did at school.
6. Greeting cards
Being 3 kids in a family, we used to share pencils,pens and sketch pencils. When I was in 3rd standard, I loved using sketch pencils for whatever things. The habit continued and I learnt how to make good designs with pencil and apply colors with sketch pencils. At that time I got an idea of making hand made greeting cards with those designs and giving it to classmates on their birthdays. My brother and sister always used to ran out of sketch pencils and fight with me. Doesnt matter :) I was selfish enough to keep the best designs with me and give stupid ones to frens as cards. One day I lost the book in which I kept all those designs. And I stopped making designs. Now I cant even make a good mehandi design for my hand... I wish I had practiced more and enhanced my skills :(
7. Dictation
When I was in 5th class we used to have dictation in different subjects. Those marks used to be added in the mid term results. At that time there was tough competition between me and another girl(Sheela Reddy) in our class. Most of the time she used to beat me in mid term exams. And I used to beat her in the finals :P
One day there was science subject dictation. 20 words were told by the teacher. I was happy that I would get 20/20. But somewhere I had a doubt in one word. That word was RECEIVE, whether the 'e' would follow 'i' or 'i' would follow 'e'. We both girls were discussing and realized that I made a mistake in that word. I wrote 'i' followed by 'e'. She got 20/20 and I got 19/20.
And by god, after that exam and till now I never forgot the spelling of that word. Even now when I write that word, I remember this incident and thats how I remember the spelling of that word :(
hmm... pretty girlish!!!!
8. knocked out with chalk piece
Our school is a typical girls high school with only teachers who are women. No boys are allowed in school. When I was in 10th class we had an exception. We had a male teacher who taught physics. He was 6ft tall and pretty handsome and nothing less than a hero. Most of the girls used to go ga-ga after him at school. His class used to be around 3:10pm and many girls used to eagerly wait for his class(teenage girls you see). He used to hate talking in class and not even whispers were allowed. As I was an average studying girl at school, I used to sit in the last but one bench in class. One day it so happened that one stupid girl in my class had a doubt and she used to sit in front of me.
She turned back and asked me the doubt. The next second a chalk piece hit my head. I was shocked as it was a direct hit. And realized that it was hit by sir for talking. I didnt even open my mouth to clear that girls answer. No words exchanged after that. The most funny part is no one even thinks of talking in his class(obviously most of them were staring at him instead of listening to him). I still remember him as one of the best physics teacher ever!!!
Thats how my school life ended :)
And now my memories also end here!!!!
4. stories stretched
Being the eldest one in my family, my brother and sister used to listen whatever I said till 5th standard(later they realized how stupid they were :P). We were living for rent in a very big house which had lot of open place with a big neem tree in front of the house. During power cuts and summer, we used to have fultoo masti. We used to have one wired chair in which 3 kids can easily fit... we used to sit in that and my sister used to request me to say one story... the main action now starts... I used to actually start a fairy tale kinda story and never end it... add all fictional characters and say this and that and king and kid and villain and nothing else... I used to give lots of twists and turns and mean while my bro and sis would have long back forgotten the actual context. After some time my brother who would have actually got bored would say STOP PLEASE!!!!! And my mom would shout from inside the house to come and sleep :)
(now i cant even think of creating a cock and bull story)
5. Nail polish and noise
Every year there used to be a mela at our village and my grandpa used to buy me whatever I want. One such time he didnt come and sent grandmom along with me to the mela. I dont remember exactly, but i think my cousins have also accompanied me to have fun. My grandpa gave me Rs.3 to buy something at mela and I didnt spend. I went to a near by shop in my village and got nail polish which has the yuck dark pink color(i hate that color now). I applied nail polish to all my cousins and the next day I took it to my school :)
I think I was in 2nd class at that time, and shown it to my frens during a free period and the smell of nail polish was evident in my class. We girls were making hell lot of noise and that too talking on top of our voices. Next moment one sister(ours was a missionary school...we had only sisters) came to our class and shouted at everyone and caught me red handed with nail polish. She took it with her and made me stand up on the last bench :(
It was so damn embarrassing...She gave me back that nail polish after school hours. That was the last stupid thing I did at school.
6. Greeting cards
Being 3 kids in a family, we used to share pencils,pens and sketch pencils. When I was in 3rd standard, I loved using sketch pencils for whatever things. The habit continued and I learnt how to make good designs with pencil and apply colors with sketch pencils. At that time I got an idea of making hand made greeting cards with those designs and giving it to classmates on their birthdays. My brother and sister always used to ran out of sketch pencils and fight with me. Doesnt matter :) I was selfish enough to keep the best designs with me and give stupid ones to frens as cards. One day I lost the book in which I kept all those designs. And I stopped making designs. Now I cant even make a good mehandi design for my hand... I wish I had practiced more and enhanced my skills :(
7. Dictation
When I was in 5th class we used to have dictation in different subjects. Those marks used to be added in the mid term results. At that time there was tough competition between me and another girl(Sheela Reddy) in our class. Most of the time she used to beat me in mid term exams. And I used to beat her in the finals :P
One day there was science subject dictation. 20 words were told by the teacher. I was happy that I would get 20/20. But somewhere I had a doubt in one word. That word was RECEIVE, whether the 'e' would follow 'i' or 'i' would follow 'e'. We both girls were discussing and realized that I made a mistake in that word. I wrote 'i' followed by 'e'. She got 20/20 and I got 19/20.
And by god, after that exam and till now I never forgot the spelling of that word. Even now when I write that word, I remember this incident and thats how I remember the spelling of that word :(
hmm... pretty girlish!!!!
8. knocked out with chalk piece
Our school is a typical girls high school with only teachers who are women. No boys are allowed in school. When I was in 10th class we had an exception. We had a male teacher who taught physics. He was 6ft tall and pretty handsome and nothing less than a hero. Most of the girls used to go ga-ga after him at school. His class used to be around 3:10pm and many girls used to eagerly wait for his class(teenage girls you see). He used to hate talking in class and not even whispers were allowed. As I was an average studying girl at school, I used to sit in the last but one bench in class. One day it so happened that one stupid girl in my class had a doubt and she used to sit in front of me.
She turned back and asked me the doubt. The next second a chalk piece hit my head. I was shocked as it was a direct hit. And realized that it was hit by sir for talking. I didnt even open my mouth to clear that girls answer. No words exchanged after that. The most funny part is no one even thinks of talking in his class(obviously most of them were staring at him instead of listening to him). I still remember him as one of the best physics teacher ever!!!
Thats how my school life ended :)
And now my memories also end here!!!!
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
damn you!!!
Actually the other day few of my frens(only girls) were talking about marriage and stuff like that...
and then this question came in my mind and I remember reading it in one of the telugu lesson in school days..All fair complexion guys want fair complexion girls for marriage. Even wheatish and medium complexion guys want fair complexion girls for marriage. Even dark guys want fair complexion girls for marriage. Then who want the dark complexion girls???
Damn you guys!!! I am referring to only those who has such opinions and thoughts.
Isn't a brown colored calf not born from a white cow?? And isn't a white calf not born from a brown colored cow?? Why do you think so??I know those two lines make a lot of sense. And I wish people realize that fact!!!
What if girls started rejecting dark complexion guys?? Where will they go and die??
Anyways sometimes the fact of turning down the girls turned out to be true. Few of my frens told me such incidents. Dont know when the thinking of parents and some of the guys will change??? Will it ever change if they are some of the deep rooted facts implanted into our heads during birth itself???
I hope someday our people and society change for a better living purpose...
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