As soon as I joined JNNCE, I have been asked to take classes for final year students, and I handled lab for pre-final students. Batch to which I handled lab, was, was..........., what to say I don't have words to explain them. Next year, when they were in final year, they asked me and Seetha to go with them for trip. And that trip to Ooty, changed our relationship with students. , We became very friendly with students. Akshata, Pavithra, Yashwanth, Rohan, Niroop, Karthink, Sharath................ None of them were having that good reputation in college, as they were not that serious about studies.
They were like cool going, participate in all sports, then if you find any time then attend classes, kind of students. But very nice, straiforward students. Slowly me and Seetha started getting taunts from senior lectureres that we are not strict to students. But although we were friendly with students, We never allowed them to take disadvantage of it in classroom. Espesially me. Even today Rohan asks me, howcome you are so strict in class and so useless outside classroom. Today they are earning very well, they are working for reputed software companies but still they are in touch. Than they used to call us as Madam, now they call us Akka(Sister). Because according to them, me and Seetha are too young looking, and people will laugh at them if they say that we are their lectureres.
I was never serious about higher studies. I was working hard, but I never felt that it is my profession, I have to do M.Tech for promotion, blablablabla. I was never serious about career. Even today I am not.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Seetha
One day I was waiting for bus and I met my professor Sathya sir. He told me that there are vacancies in the engineering college and I can apply there. I told this to papa. He told me to try. That was the last date to apply. I applied on saturday, and within 10 days I got job. People struggle to get permanent job but I was blaming myself for applying in JNNCE. Let me tell you one thing frankly, I applied their just for the sake of appa. And I was pretty sure that I will not get the job. But my badluck (Which I felt that time. Today I think that was best thing which happened to me in life) I got it.
I never like too many changes in life. I was so well adjusted to Sahyadri college. It was just that I doesn't wanted to leave that college, nothing else. I joined JNNCE in august 12th, 2004. And after one week Seetha joined JNNCE. I was told that two madam's have been appointed to Information Science department other than me. When I heard the name of Seetha(Seethalaxmi) I thought, she might be very senior lecturer.
That time some renovation work was going on in our department. I used to sit in lab. It was vacation time. But I was supposed to go to college, as I was in probationary time. I was really bored to sit in lab whole day alone. When Seetha reported, Sathya sir introduced me to Seetha. She was same as my age. She used to sit with me in lab.
Relationships are really strange. I strongly beleive that, people who come to our life come for a reason. We don't have any control on anything in this world. We may fight, we may argue but things will happen only at the time they have been sheduled. Even relatives, friends will arrive in your life when it is sheduled by allmighty.
Anyways we were not having any big work. Most of the time we spent in chatting. We came to know that we have been studied in same college 1st and 2nd PUC(11 and 12th), but in different sections . But we didn't remember each others face. Slowly we realized that we two are very similar in many thing. She used to come from Badravathi. So I used to take her to my house for lunch.
Within few days we became best friends. She became part of family. Saturdays we used to go to film, or shopping. And I met Prajna in JNNCE. She was my junior, when I was studying there. But after completion of BE she immediatly joined JNNCE as lecturer. She became our friend. And we enjoyed life like anything. We used to earn 13000, and every week we used to do shopping, but we never felt scarcity of money . How? It's not magic. Shimoga is very small city. And there was no problem for rent, mess etc. And for saree our maximum rate was 300, sandal maximum 150. That was our budget. And we used to go to holesale dealers so that we can get stuff for lesser. During birthday we used to purchase nice saree. For that occation our saree budget was 1000 rs. And my b'day is on 26th november and Seetha's is very next day, that is 27th november. So b'day shopping also we were doing together.
Seetha sometimes used to keep the things she has purchased in my house and take it afterwards. Because if she shows everything once, then surely aunty will scold her. So she will show it in installments. Today one saree, tomorrow another and it goes on and on and on...............................
Everywhere we used to go together. By mistake if only one goes, then people used to ask " How come you are alone. Where is your friend?". Life was like heaven.
I never like too many changes in life. I was so well adjusted to Sahyadri college. It was just that I doesn't wanted to leave that college, nothing else. I joined JNNCE in august 12th, 2004. And after one week Seetha joined JNNCE. I was told that two madam's have been appointed to Information Science department other than me. When I heard the name of Seetha(Seethalaxmi) I thought, she might be very senior lecturer.
That time some renovation work was going on in our department. I used to sit in lab. It was vacation time. But I was supposed to go to college, as I was in probationary time. I was really bored to sit in lab whole day alone. When Seetha reported, Sathya sir introduced me to Seetha. She was same as my age. She used to sit with me in lab.
Relationships are really strange. I strongly beleive that, people who come to our life come for a reason. We don't have any control on anything in this world. We may fight, we may argue but things will happen only at the time they have been sheduled. Even relatives, friends will arrive in your life when it is sheduled by allmighty.
Anyways we were not having any big work. Most of the time we spent in chatting. We came to know that we have been studied in same college 1st and 2nd PUC(11 and 12th), but in different sections . But we didn't remember each others face. Slowly we realized that we two are very similar in many thing. She used to come from Badravathi. So I used to take her to my house for lunch.
Within few days we became best friends. She became part of family. Saturdays we used to go to film, or shopping. And I met Prajna in JNNCE. She was my junior, when I was studying there. But after completion of BE she immediatly joined JNNCE as lecturer. She became our friend. And we enjoyed life like anything. We used to earn 13000, and every week we used to do shopping, but we never felt scarcity of money . How? It's not magic. Shimoga is very small city. And there was no problem for rent, mess etc. And for saree our maximum rate was 300, sandal maximum 150. That was our budget. And we used to go to holesale dealers so that we can get stuff for lesser. During birthday we used to purchase nice saree. For that occation our saree budget was 1000 rs. And my b'day is on 26th november and Seetha's is very next day, that is 27th november. So b'day shopping also we were doing together.
Seetha sometimes used to keep the things she has purchased in my house and take it afterwards. Because if she shows everything once, then surely aunty will scold her. So she will show it in installments. Today one saree, tomorrow another and it goes on and on and on...............................
Everywhere we used to go together. By mistake if only one goes, then people used to ask " How come you are alone. Where is your friend?". Life was like heaven.
Friday, June 20, 2008
Pushpa Mam
Computer Science department was a very small department in Sahyadri college, with all young teachers. I met Vidya, Savitha, Diana and Suma their. Our department was not having any separate staff room. So we used to share with Mathematics department. We four, And three madams from mathematics department and Somashekar sir. In Maths department, Pushpa mam, Sakuntala mam (sorry I forgot the name of another mam!) were their. Somashekar sir was working as guest lecturer.
It was a strange combination. Lectureres from Computer science department were so young and lectureres from Maths department were all senior lecturers. But we enjoyed like anything. We used to chat and laugh so much that everyone used to complain. In 2004 Pushpa mam retired. But I learnt a lot of things from her. In engineering college, I had never seen students struggling for fee. Parents take care of everything. But in Sahyadri college, I saw so many students, working in garages, shops etc. During the beginning days I used to be angry about few students who were not that regular. Then Pushpa mam told me that they do part time jobs, and how difficult it is for them to balance both the things. Infact during exam time, and beginning of the semester, many students used to come to Pushpa mam, saying that they are not having enough money for fee.
I was still adjusting to that profession. And I used to wonder how come Pushpa mam is having so much patience. Students used to discuss all their problems with mam. It seemed to me as if mam is having infinite memory, which makes her capable of identifying every student. Because in my class around 90 students were their, but I used to remember 10 to 20 people who were good in studies. But it took me some time to realize that it is not extraordinary power it's one's interest.
As years passed, I became mature, my childishness vanished. I don't know how, but I started feeling as if my students are my responsibility. I became more involved in teaching job. And now with in one class I can identify my students. Remembering the names might be difficult, but their faces I can't forget. And not only their face, within 15 days I will come to know the capability of every student. It is not power, it's the feeling that they are my students, which gives us patience to listen to their problems.
How I used to think, why Pushpa mam take so much risk of paying fee for students, listening to their personal problems?. But now I do it. And it is not a risk for me. It gives me pleasure of sharing the problem of my student. I am no more the lecturer who used to keep quite even if her students laughed at her during her first class. I am known as the strict lecturer. I learnt all these things from Pushpa mam. And thank you mam thank you for all those wonderful lessons you gave me.
It was a strange combination. Lectureres from Computer science department were so young and lectureres from Maths department were all senior lecturers. But we enjoyed like anything. We used to chat and laugh so much that everyone used to complain. In 2004 Pushpa mam retired. But I learnt a lot of things from her. In engineering college, I had never seen students struggling for fee. Parents take care of everything. But in Sahyadri college, I saw so many students, working in garages, shops etc. During the beginning days I used to be angry about few students who were not that regular. Then Pushpa mam told me that they do part time jobs, and how difficult it is for them to balance both the things. Infact during exam time, and beginning of the semester, many students used to come to Pushpa mam, saying that they are not having enough money for fee.
I was still adjusting to that profession. And I used to wonder how come Pushpa mam is having so much patience. Students used to discuss all their problems with mam. It seemed to me as if mam is having infinite memory, which makes her capable of identifying every student. Because in my class around 90 students were their, but I used to remember 10 to 20 people who were good in studies. But it took me some time to realize that it is not extraordinary power it's one's interest.
As years passed, I became mature, my childishness vanished. I don't know how, but I started feeling as if my students are my responsibility. I became more involved in teaching job. And now with in one class I can identify my students. Remembering the names might be difficult, but their faces I can't forget. And not only their face, within 15 days I will come to know the capability of every student. It is not power, it's the feeling that they are my students, which gives us patience to listen to their problems.
How I used to think, why Pushpa mam take so much risk of paying fee for students, listening to their personal problems?. But now I do it. And it is not a risk for me. It gives me pleasure of sharing the problem of my student. I am no more the lecturer who used to keep quite even if her students laughed at her during her first class. I am known as the strict lecturer. I learnt all these things from Pushpa mam. And thank you mam thank you for all those wonderful lessons you gave me.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Sahyadri College
I learn a lot of things about life in Sahyadri college. After joining there, for first one month, I was asked to handle labs. And job was pretty cool. I enjoyed it. In august they asked me to teach Database for final year B.Sc student. I was completely tensed. Just previous day of my first class, was Ganesh chaturty. I was so tensed that, I didn't enjoy the festival. Then that day came...................
My class was at 3.30 pm. Whole day I was tensed. All my colleagues were trying to convince me that it is not that tough job. At 2.30pm one of my colleague, Savitha, said "It seems you are wearing your salwar kameez, backside front. " And I was totally upset.....
At 3.30 I entered class, I was standing there like a robot. In only one position. I feared, thet If I turn to write on board, Students may see that I am wearing Salwar kammez, backside front( Anyways, Front side I covered by dupatta. Really Dupatta is one of the best inventions ever made). I observed some students laughing. But I was too scared to ask them why they are laughing. I took class for 20 minutes, I came out of class and ran to house. Appa and Amma were waiting for me. I told them everything, and I said " I can't do this. I am going to resign".
Amma was little bit angry. She said " You have to do something. Not for the sake of money. But to learn how to lead life. Don't expect that I and your father will be with you, everytime in your life". I thought about it and I felt that whatever she is telling is true. I have to accept challenges. Then Appa told me his experience. His subject is political science. First two days he was so tensed that he finally ended up in telling stories of Mahabharata. His students were confused "why this person is teaching literature during political science class". He said "You are in very good position. You have handled class for 20 minutes, that too first day, It is very good when compared to my class". He asked me to wear sarree next day.
Next day my class was at 10.30am. I was wearing saree(I was bit conscious). But I don't know how, I didn't feel scared. And my class went on very well. And once I started wearing saree, The way students looked at me also changed. It gave me confidence. Really dress code matters a lot....
My class was at 3.30 pm. Whole day I was tensed. All my colleagues were trying to convince me that it is not that tough job. At 2.30pm one of my colleague, Savitha, said "It seems you are wearing your salwar kameez, backside front. " And I was totally upset.....
At 3.30 I entered class, I was standing there like a robot. In only one position. I feared, thet If I turn to write on board, Students may see that I am wearing Salwar kammez, backside front( Anyways, Front side I covered by dupatta. Really Dupatta is one of the best inventions ever made). I observed some students laughing. But I was too scared to ask them why they are laughing. I took class for 20 minutes, I came out of class and ran to house. Appa and Amma were waiting for me. I told them everything, and I said " I can't do this. I am going to resign".
Amma was little bit angry. She said " You have to do something. Not for the sake of money. But to learn how to lead life. Don't expect that I and your father will be with you, everytime in your life". I thought about it and I felt that whatever she is telling is true. I have to accept challenges. Then Appa told me his experience. His subject is political science. First two days he was so tensed that he finally ended up in telling stories of Mahabharata. His students were confused "why this person is teaching literature during political science class". He said "You are in very good position. You have handled class for 20 minutes, that too first day, It is very good when compared to my class". He asked me to wear sarree next day.
Next day my class was at 10.30am. I was wearing saree(I was bit conscious). But I don't know how, I didn't feel scared. And my class went on very well. And once I started wearing saree, The way students looked at me also changed. It gave me confidence. Really dress code matters a lot....
Monday, June 16, 2008
Engineering!
When I was in 7th standard, one day there was some pooja in my home. That day appa asked the person who was performing pooja(I forgot his name, but he is very famous in Shimoga) to look at mine and Vasuki's Janmakundali. He said that in my hand Education line is not there. I will be very poor in education, to the maximum, I may go upto 2nd year PUC(12th). I didn't feel anything. I was too small to take that seriously.
But when I was in 12th, I was very scared. I was thinking that no matter how much I work, I will not be able to pass this exam, because it is already written in my hand. I used to cry. But guess what? I finished 12th with good marks. I even got seat for engineering in computer science.
After my 12th I wanted to go for literature. But one day appa said, as your marks are good, from the point of view of future, engineering is best, so join it. And that's how I joined engineering. My performance of engineering is good. In fact I got First class with distinction, but still I was not having any idea about my career. In final year, I joined CG Smith software ltd, B'lore for my project. And for the first time I felt that this is not the way of life which I want. People always talking about hike, shopping, comparison of salary, brand of jeans they are wearing. And no time for family, friends........ I was completely confused. When I finished engineering, I told appa that I don't like companies. Luckily at the same time in Sahyadri Science College, Shimoga, vacancies were their for the post of guest lecture. At the end of may, 2002 I finished my final year exam, on June 6th I joined Sahyadri college.
But when I was in 12th, I was very scared. I was thinking that no matter how much I work, I will not be able to pass this exam, because it is already written in my hand. I used to cry. But guess what? I finished 12th with good marks. I even got seat for engineering in computer science.
After my 12th I wanted to go for literature. But one day appa said, as your marks are good, from the point of view of future, engineering is best, so join it. And that's how I joined engineering. My performance of engineering is good. In fact I got First class with distinction, but still I was not having any idea about my career. In final year, I joined CG Smith software ltd, B'lore for my project. And for the first time I felt that this is not the way of life which I want. People always talking about hike, shopping, comparison of salary, brand of jeans they are wearing. And no time for family, friends........ I was completely confused. When I finished engineering, I told appa that I don't like companies. Luckily at the same time in Sahyadri Science College, Shimoga, vacancies were their for the post of guest lecture. At the end of may, 2002 I finished my final year exam, on June 6th I joined Sahyadri college.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Movies
I love to watch comedy and romantic movies. My first favorite movie was "Maine Pyaar Kiya". People say that Rajshri movies are very unreal. Whatever it is! I love all Rajshri movies. I liked Hum Aapke Hain kaun, Hum Saath Saath hain and even Vivah. I also like their old movies like Dulhan wohi jo piya man baayi, Nadiya ke paar etc. Other than that, I like to watch Hrishikesh Mukherjee movies. I love his movies, Chupke Chupke, Khoobsurat, Choti si baat ..........
Appa doesn't like movies. Very rarely he watch movies. That too Kannada,old movies he watch. Even I also like some of Rajkumar movies. I still remember, once me and Vasuki forcefully took Appa to "Jurassic Park" movie. And we got scoldings like anything from him. Then we never used to ask him for movie. After many years, we asked him to come to a Kannada movie called Lali. It was a very nice movie. He came with us, but he slept in whole movie. Vasuki was repenting for many days, that money for one ticket was wasted. Amma is a very big fan of Bollywood. I can't imagine her life without hindi film songs. Because her routine starts at 5.00am and ends at, aaaaaaaa at ! sorry there is no rule. Depends on the number of guests. Whole day she will be cleaning or cooking along with it she will be singing any hindi film song.
Sometimes amma used to come with us for movies(Yearly one or two, as she doesn't like to watch movies in theater). When I was in 9th standard, amma told me to go to movies with friends. My parents always used to tell that, have good friends, and enjoy life with them. They never used to restrict us for films or class trips. That's the reason I think I was never afraid of them. I used to discuss everything with them. They treated us like friends.
As soon as I finished degree, they started searching for a groom. And first question they asked was, "do you love someone. If you do, then tell us, we will get you married to him". I was brought up in such a free environment, but I never felt like misusing it. I have seen so many parents, who put all the restrictions in the world to their children. Those children cheat their parents. We cannot even blame children! fault is with parents, who will never understand what their children want.
Appa doesn't like movies. Very rarely he watch movies. That too Kannada,old movies he watch. Even I also like some of Rajkumar movies. I still remember, once me and Vasuki forcefully took Appa to "Jurassic Park" movie. And we got scoldings like anything from him. Then we never used to ask him for movie. After many years, we asked him to come to a Kannada movie called Lali. It was a very nice movie. He came with us, but he slept in whole movie. Vasuki was repenting for many days, that money for one ticket was wasted. Amma is a very big fan of Bollywood. I can't imagine her life without hindi film songs. Because her routine starts at 5.00am and ends at, aaaaaaaa at ! sorry there is no rule. Depends on the number of guests. Whole day she will be cleaning or cooking along with it she will be singing any hindi film song.
Sometimes amma used to come with us for movies(Yearly one or two, as she doesn't like to watch movies in theater). When I was in 9th standard, amma told me to go to movies with friends. My parents always used to tell that, have good friends, and enjoy life with them. They never used to restrict us for films or class trips. That's the reason I think I was never afraid of them. I used to discuss everything with them. They treated us like friends.
As soon as I finished degree, they started searching for a groom. And first question they asked was, "do you love someone. If you do, then tell us, we will get you married to him". I was brought up in such a free environment, but I never felt like misusing it. I have seen so many parents, who put all the restrictions in the world to their children. Those children cheat their parents. We cannot even blame children! fault is with parents, who will never understand what their children want.
Friday, June 13, 2008
My Dream
I belong to a middle class family, and as in all middle class families we were also having so many troubles. But I haven't seen my parents complaining about not having enough money. We never had big dreams. My father and mother were very much worried about me. I was always very sensitive. My mother is very talkative. And she is very perfectionist. She wants whole house to be clean. Once you read the paper keep it in proper place, blablabla like all mothers. Otherwise she used to scold. We never used to take them seriously. For my brother, those scoldings were not enough. Vasuki running and behind him Amma running and shouting at me "Give me something from which I can beat him" is normal scene in my house.
Appa calls me Akka. He calls me ashwini, when he gets angry about me. That one word was enough for me. I used to cry. But when it comes to self respect, I am having my own principles. I may not know how to fight, but I never allow others to play with my self respect.
As a child my mother used to tell me so many stories. And I loved the story "Beauty and the Beast". Even today sometimes I read that story. Whenever someone asks me to tell a story, first thing that comes to my mind is "Beauty and the Beast".
Now what was my dream!. What was that I wanted to achieve?. I know that, this dream may look like rubbish, for many. I always wanted to become a Housewife. I wanted to live in a joint family, with loving husband, childern. I was never serious about career.
Strange na! Girl doing M. Tech in IIT, and her dream was to become housewife. That is life, where we only find contradictions.
Appa calls me Akka. He calls me ashwini, when he gets angry about me. That one word was enough for me. I used to cry. But when it comes to self respect, I am having my own principles. I may not know how to fight, but I never allow others to play with my self respect.
As a child my mother used to tell me so many stories. And I loved the story "Beauty and the Beast". Even today sometimes I read that story. Whenever someone asks me to tell a story, first thing that comes to my mind is "Beauty and the Beast".
Now what was my dream!. What was that I wanted to achieve?. I know that, this dream may look like rubbish, for many. I always wanted to become a Housewife. I wanted to live in a joint family, with loving husband, childern. I was never serious about career.
Strange na! Girl doing M. Tech in IIT, and her dream was to become housewife. That is life, where we only find contradictions.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Karna
Ramayana and Mahabharata are two stories, which are part of each and everyone's life in India. Children grow up listening to the stories of Rama, Krishna, Pandavas, Baratha.......... So many characters. What made these stories so popular? Think think..........................
These stories were available to common man. Even illiterates were aware of these stories. They were passed from one generation to another generation in the form of stories, folk songs etc. When I was child, my father used to tell the stories of Mahabharata to me and my brother. And I always considered Rama and Krishna as Gods. I never used to question things, as how come Rama sent Seetha to jungle, just because some dobi said rubbish things about her? How can Draupathi marry 5 men? Because they are gods. And common people must not question god.
It is a book called "Parva" written by S L Bairappa, which changes my whole picture of Rama and Krishna. Parva is the story of Mahabharata, but from completely different angle. Here no one is god. Krishna is a person with very high IQ and lots of patience. No magic, no extra-ordinary powers. Author has studied the culture and different tribes of North India, during the time of Mahabharata, and according to that he gives reason for everything. When I read that book, one character which stuck me was Karna.
I just fell in love with Karna. Arjuna becoming perfect with "Bilvidya" was not a extra-ordinary thing. He was having everything. He belonged to a royal family, good teacher was there, reputation, all the people in palace were trying to give them good education, no worry was there, people used to respect him. I mean he was having perfect life.
Now think about Karna. He was having tag "Sutaputra", low caste, to get education also he struggled a lot. But still he reached a height which was equal to Arjuna. Draupathi, during her swaymvara declared that the person who is going to win her challenge, will get her. Then she was not having any right to say that Karna is not allowed. Otherwise she would have told that she is waiting for Arjuna. But to show that she is very great, she declares that Karna is not kshatriya, that is why he is not allowed. Marrying five men was not allowed in Kshatriya dharma, then how come she did that? Just because all 5 of them were prince. They were having money, reputation.
Getting success is easy, when you are having reputation, parent's money and their name. Getting it all by yourself is what difficult. And Karna faced that difficulty but still won. I love the character of Karna for that. That was my first love.
These stories were available to common man. Even illiterates were aware of these stories. They were passed from one generation to another generation in the form of stories, folk songs etc. When I was child, my father used to tell the stories of Mahabharata to me and my brother. And I always considered Rama and Krishna as Gods. I never used to question things, as how come Rama sent Seetha to jungle, just because some dobi said rubbish things about her? How can Draupathi marry 5 men? Because they are gods. And common people must not question god.
It is a book called "Parva" written by S L Bairappa, which changes my whole picture of Rama and Krishna. Parva is the story of Mahabharata, but from completely different angle. Here no one is god. Krishna is a person with very high IQ and lots of patience. No magic, no extra-ordinary powers. Author has studied the culture and different tribes of North India, during the time of Mahabharata, and according to that he gives reason for everything. When I read that book, one character which stuck me was Karna.
I just fell in love with Karna. Arjuna becoming perfect with "Bilvidya" was not a extra-ordinary thing. He was having everything. He belonged to a royal family, good teacher was there, reputation, all the people in palace were trying to give them good education, no worry was there, people used to respect him. I mean he was having perfect life.
Now think about Karna. He was having tag "Sutaputra", low caste, to get education also he struggled a lot. But still he reached a height which was equal to Arjuna. Draupathi, during her swaymvara declared that the person who is going to win her challenge, will get her. Then she was not having any right to say that Karna is not allowed. Otherwise she would have told that she is waiting for Arjuna. But to show that she is very great, she declares that Karna is not kshatriya, that is why he is not allowed. Marrying five men was not allowed in Kshatriya dharma, then how come she did that? Just because all 5 of them were prince. They were having money, reputation.
Getting success is easy, when you are having reputation, parent's money and their name. Getting it all by yourself is what difficult. And Karna faced that difficulty but still won. I love the character of Karna for that. That was my first love.
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
College
My result of 10th was not that good. Anyways I took Science in college. I think because of my results somewhere I developed inferiority complex. I was not having much friends. And I never felt that I need a friend. My mother was my best friend. Yearly once or twice I used to go to movie with my mother. In my house restrictions were not at all there. I used to tell each and every things to my parents. Everyday I used to update them with the latest things that used to happen in class.
Although we live in Shimoga, which is a small town, my fathers native is a village called Jangal nearby(1 hour journey). My uncles live there. And my father has got too many friends. So everyday one or the other guests will be there in my house. Upto 7th standard we lived in a rental house, then we moved to our own, which papa purchased. House was very small. Only 2 rooms were there, that too small rooms. First we decided that one room is for appa, amma and another is for me and Vasuki.
But because of guests hardly we used to get chance to sleep in that room. In one room all 4 of us used to sleep, which was so small. But we never felt that as a big problem. Sometimes we used to enjoy. Amma alone used to manage everything. I used to help her whenever possible. I was having a cycle, papa bought me when I was in 5th std. I used that cycle upto end of my BE. That's the reason I hate cycle. Whenever guests used to come, amma used to send me to get sweets, or some other things, I used to go by cycle from back door(Hahahahha).
One category of guests were just visitors. Second category was patients. For them we used to take food to hospital(BSA-SLR cycle jindabad). I still remember once my aunt(My papa's sister) came to my house. She was suffering from typhoid. She stayed in my house for a month. My parents took such good care of her. While going she said that, "when I came to Shimoga, I was little bit OK, but I think the bed in your house is having some problem(She meant direction of bed, vaastu shastra). My typhoid increased after I came here". Ooph!. This was the kind of reward we used to get some times. What we can do! room was so small, there was no chance of changing the direction of bed.
Yearly once or twice ajji used to come. Even during college also I used to cry saying I don't want to go to college when Ajji used to come. She was everything to me. When I was in 10th, Ajji was having heart problem, finally doctors said that open heart surgery is the only option. After her operation her health was OK.
Although we live in Shimoga, which is a small town, my fathers native is a village called Jangal nearby(1 hour journey). My uncles live there. And my father has got too many friends. So everyday one or the other guests will be there in my house. Upto 7th standard we lived in a rental house, then we moved to our own, which papa purchased. House was very small. Only 2 rooms were there, that too small rooms. First we decided that one room is for appa, amma and another is for me and Vasuki.
But because of guests hardly we used to get chance to sleep in that room. In one room all 4 of us used to sleep, which was so small. But we never felt that as a big problem. Sometimes we used to enjoy. Amma alone used to manage everything. I used to help her whenever possible. I was having a cycle, papa bought me when I was in 5th std. I used that cycle upto end of my BE. That's the reason I hate cycle. Whenever guests used to come, amma used to send me to get sweets, or some other things, I used to go by cycle from back door(Hahahahha).
One category of guests were just visitors. Second category was patients. For them we used to take food to hospital(BSA-SLR cycle jindabad). I still remember once my aunt(My papa's sister) came to my house. She was suffering from typhoid. She stayed in my house for a month. My parents took such good care of her. While going she said that, "when I came to Shimoga, I was little bit OK, but I think the bed in your house is having some problem(She meant direction of bed, vaastu shastra). My typhoid increased after I came here". Ooph!. This was the kind of reward we used to get some times. What we can do! room was so small, there was no chance of changing the direction of bed.
Yearly once or twice ajji used to come. Even during college also I used to cry saying I don't want to go to college when Ajji used to come. She was everything to me. When I was in 10th, Ajji was having heart problem, finally doctors said that open heart surgery is the only option. After her operation her health was OK.
Monday, June 9, 2008
Books
Why I liked "Malegalalli Madumagalu" so much?. Reason is this. I always liked Kadidal. During my 8th standard, I become so much busy with my school, music class, that hardly I used to go to Kadidal. I was missing Kadidal. And this book is all about life of Thirthalli. That's the reason I think why I liked that book so much.
After this book, I read so many books. Kuvempu, Shivaram Karanth, S L Bairappa, Tejaswsi, .......... list is very big. One thing I have to mention here. When I was in 10th standard, I wanted to change myself. All my cousins were very modern, they used to wear jeans, skirts, and I wanted to become like them. During Dasara holidays, we have been to south India trip. While coming back went to Bangalore and we visited my uncles house. We wanted to do some shopping and my aunt took us to MG road for shopping. I declared that I am going to purchase Jeans and skirts. My mother said OK(Papa was not there. I wonder how he would have reacted for that!). I purchased whatever I wanted.
Next day we reached Shimoga, and that evening amma gave me a book and asked me to read that book. "The Loon Feather" by Russian author Iola Fuller. And that book changed my life so much! It is story of a girl called Oneta. Story is about cultural dilemma in young minds. When America was French colony, Onetas father Teshumshah was a great freedom fighter. After his death her mother marries a Frenchman. Her stepfather send her to France for studies. After coming back from studies, she gets really confused about her cultural identity. On one side she develops a negative thought about her own Indian culture and she tries hard to adopt French culture. But it becomes very difficult as French culture was not close to her heart. Finally she realizes that culture is like a root. We can't change the root of a tree. There is nothing as superior culture and inferior culture. All are one and same. Every culture has its negative side. Accept your culture. Try to change bad things.
And I realized that jeans, skirts are not my identity. I was blindly trying to follow someone. After 10th exam during vacation my mother gave me mills and boons to read (which she used to read during her college days). She is a very strange person, who doesn't like jewelry, parties. But she love to watch Hindi movies. Always she will be singing hindi film songs. I enjoyed Mills and Boons. I started thinking whether true love exists in this world, as they show in hindi movies or in Mills and Boons. My mother said yes. And that age! I also felt that there is someone, whom god has created for me who will make my life complete, who will fill my life with joy, he will share his happiness and sorrows with me, blablablabla.
Hahahahaha. Life was like heaven during those days.
After this book, I read so many books. Kuvempu, Shivaram Karanth, S L Bairappa, Tejaswsi, .......... list is very big. One thing I have to mention here. When I was in 10th standard, I wanted to change myself. All my cousins were very modern, they used to wear jeans, skirts, and I wanted to become like them. During Dasara holidays, we have been to south India trip. While coming back went to Bangalore and we visited my uncles house. We wanted to do some shopping and my aunt took us to MG road for shopping. I declared that I am going to purchase Jeans and skirts. My mother said OK(Papa was not there. I wonder how he would have reacted for that!). I purchased whatever I wanted.
Next day we reached Shimoga, and that evening amma gave me a book and asked me to read that book. "The Loon Feather" by Russian author Iola Fuller. And that book changed my life so much! It is story of a girl called Oneta. Story is about cultural dilemma in young minds. When America was French colony, Onetas father Teshumshah was a great freedom fighter. After his death her mother marries a Frenchman. Her stepfather send her to France for studies. After coming back from studies, she gets really confused about her cultural identity. On one side she develops a negative thought about her own Indian culture and she tries hard to adopt French culture. But it becomes very difficult as French culture was not close to her heart. Finally she realizes that culture is like a root. We can't change the root of a tree. There is nothing as superior culture and inferior culture. All are one and same. Every culture has its negative side. Accept your culture. Try to change bad things.
And I realized that jeans, skirts are not my identity. I was blindly trying to follow someone. After 10th exam during vacation my mother gave me mills and boons to read (which she used to read during her college days). She is a very strange person, who doesn't like jewelry, parties. But she love to watch Hindi movies. Always she will be singing hindi film songs. I enjoyed Mills and Boons. I started thinking whether true love exists in this world, as they show in hindi movies or in Mills and Boons. My mother said yes. And that age! I also felt that there is someone, whom god has created for me who will make my life complete, who will fill my life with joy, he will share his happiness and sorrows with me, blablablabla.
Hahahahaha. Life was like heaven during those days.
Sunday, June 8, 2008
School
I used to hate school. Even my brother also. We have troubled our mother so much that even today she scolds us for that. First of all we used to come after one week of commencement of school from Kadidal. Again 2 days we used to bunk school saying that we are very sad, we are missing Ajji. After that also everyday we used to create a scene for one or the other thing.
But I was a hard worker. I was an average student. Upto 8th standard I was good in sports. I never used to study general books. Only school books I used to read. My father is very good reader. There are so many books in my house.
My father never used to ask me whether I need dresses, jewelry etc. He never feels that they are important. I have not seen my mother asking for jewelry or wearing costly jewelry. She used to wear one small earring with red-stone for 25 years. She changed that during my marriage with another one which even today she is wearing. She may change it during my brother's marriage(if we force her to change). I have never seen her wearing necklace at least once in these 27 years. Thats why I never felt that jewelry and dresses are very important for life.
When I was in 9th standard during vacation I was in shimoga. One evening I found "Malegalalli Madumagalu" novel by Kuvempu and I started reading that book. And for the first time I felt the importance of books. I felt the enjoyment one can get in reading. I always used to think how my father can read so many books? I found the answer that day.
But I was a hard worker. I was an average student. Upto 8th standard I was good in sports. I never used to study general books. Only school books I used to read. My father is very good reader. There are so many books in my house.
My father never used to ask me whether I need dresses, jewelry etc. He never feels that they are important. I have not seen my mother asking for jewelry or wearing costly jewelry. She used to wear one small earring with red-stone for 25 years. She changed that during my marriage with another one which even today she is wearing. She may change it during my brother's marriage(if we force her to change). I have never seen her wearing necklace at least once in these 27 years. Thats why I never felt that jewelry and dresses are very important for life.
When I was in 9th standard during vacation I was in shimoga. One evening I found "Malegalalli Madumagalu" novel by Kuvempu and I started reading that book. And for the first time I felt the importance of books. I felt the enjoyment one can get in reading. I always used to think how my father can read so many books? I found the answer that day.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
My Childhood
When I think of my child hood days, I think that I am the luckiest person of this world. I am having the most wonderful parents and I had very sweet ajji(Grandma). They made my life a wonderful journey.
My father was lecturer in Shimoga, mother housewife. Myself and my younger brother vasuki, we spent most of our childhood in Kadidal which is my grandma's place(Mothers place). It is a very small village(Only 2 houses), surrounded by thick forest. When I was child, my grandpa's house was joint family then they separated, and my grandpa built his own house nearby. Still I remember all my cousins used to come to Kadidal during holiday's. Slowly as we grew up number decreased, rarely we see each other.
I used to go to Kadidal for every vacation upto 10th. Ajji was everything to me. I still remember that in Kadidal On one side Ajji and another side Amma(Mother) used to sleep with me. They were so much part of my life that I never thought that one day may come, when I may have to live without them.
I love rain, and in Kadidal, during rainy season 24 hours in rain. And I used to love it. No current, no phone, no communication with rest of the world!. It used to be like an island. but I loved it, because my Ajji was there for me.
My Father was always busy. He rarely used to play with us. When I was child, my Doddappa(Uncle) was my Idol. I always used to think why my father is not like my Doddappa(Who used to play with us, Used to take us for trips in his car)?. It took 25 years for me to realize that simply playing, taking to trips is not enough. It is the determination to stand with the daughter when whole world is against her is required to become a perfect father. And I am so happy that I am having such a Father.
My father was lecturer in Shimoga, mother housewife. Myself and my younger brother vasuki, we spent most of our childhood in Kadidal which is my grandma's place(Mothers place). It is a very small village(Only 2 houses), surrounded by thick forest. When I was child, my grandpa's house was joint family then they separated, and my grandpa built his own house nearby. Still I remember all my cousins used to come to Kadidal during holiday's. Slowly as we grew up number decreased, rarely we see each other.
I used to go to Kadidal for every vacation upto 10th. Ajji was everything to me. I still remember that in Kadidal On one side Ajji and another side Amma(Mother) used to sleep with me. They were so much part of my life that I never thought that one day may come, when I may have to live without them.
I love rain, and in Kadidal, during rainy season 24 hours in rain. And I used to love it. No current, no phone, no communication with rest of the world!. It used to be like an island. but I loved it, because my Ajji was there for me.
My Father was always busy. He rarely used to play with us. When I was child, my Doddappa(Uncle) was my Idol. I always used to think why my father is not like my Doddappa(Who used to play with us, Used to take us for trips in his car)?. It took 25 years for me to realize that simply playing, taking to trips is not enough. It is the determination to stand with the daughter when whole world is against her is required to become a perfect father. And I am so happy that I am having such a Father.
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