Shanta Miss

I came across many teachers in school. Well not all teachers leave an indelible mark on u but some teachers do. I had a teacher in 4 std called Swati Basu Miss, she was first teacher for whom my heart skipped a beat. I was naive then but it took a lot of time to understand that she was indeed my first crush. Faith had some other plans she went to Middle East n never returned. I still remember her beautiful, petite, cherubic personality. She once touched me on my cheeks n I felt like an angel touched me.

I came across Shanta Miss wen i was in 7th. She was a typical Tamilian. She wore those typical South Indian sarees, a big 'beendi' and a bit of 'vibhuti' on her forehead. I won her confidence wen i did well in English wen i was in 7th. From that day onwards she treated me like her own child. She watched my every step. At times she used to warn me when i used to get naughty 'Vadiraj !!! u hv earned a good name, dont spoil it'. She taught us History, English n i guess even Geography. She had a unique way of teaching history. She never read the textbook, she just went on and on as if she were present there. I can never forget her immaculate skills.

Last time i met her was when i passes out of 12th n after that she passed away after prolonged illness. I wish i had seen her just one last time, i wish i had conveyed to her what she meant to me and how she changed my life in her own special way. God at times can be unfair to us by taking the very people you cherish so far away that the only thing that can reach them is your thoughts. Im sure wherever n however these special people are God must have surely treated them very well.

Writing after a long hiatus

Boyyyy !!!! im writing after a very very very long time, close to 2 yrs now. What stopped me frm writing ? Well work n other things in life that took priority. Maybe i just forgot to express myself but hey im back. So much has happened in these 2 yrs. I got bugged by my previous employer, i joined top 5 IT consultancy firm (in the world), i found love, i found new frndz, i went to one of the romantic places on earth, Paris, i was paid for that, so on n so forth. With every new day each one of us goes a new experience. Some of them are cathartic some r not. The more people you meet the more you find yourself because every person we meet helps us find the qualities in ourselves which we were not aware of.

In the past two yrs i have managed to connect to the people that i was disconnected from for so long but at the same time i have also lost touch with other friends. I do know why but we just stopped talking. My college mates, my library friend Neha D, some of my NIIT frndz,etc. Even though i know that loosing frndz is not a good thing im just unable to contact them mayb my ego stops me frm doing this but it just aint right. When i was in school i just did not make frndz 'coz i was under some heavy influence which repuled me frm them n even today i regret not having made good frndz in school. At times i feel that i shd break that ice but hey its too late and I fear getting a cold shoulder frm them. Mayb some things shd b left the way they r.

I love travelling n meeting new people, learning abt new cultures and spreading cheer. When i look back on my trip 2 Paris i chuckle with delight about the times i spent in the Louvre museum, i used to follow nice chicks, i photographed some stupid places, did some aberrant activities and walked for 16 hrs to see Paris but Paris is a big city.

After coming back frm Paris i realized that i need to study further, do something that i longed to do for 3yrs, my Masters degree in US. This time there is not looking back, there r so many sacrifices to be made n this ofcourse is a tough road ahead, i hv already sacrificed my trip to Germany n Finland. Letz hope i reach where i want to.