Best Days of My Life

Finally monsoon season has started. It's raining here. I am enjoying my last week in Mumbai. I don't know why! but always I feel rain gives me power. No matter how worst might be my life as soon as I see rain, I forget everything. It always gives me strength and feeling that life is beautiful.

Government say that during summer 6 hours power cut will be there in all the villages. Don't imagine that there will be no power cut during rainy season. Because for people of Thirthalli it is understood that there will be no power and no phone during rainy season. Once in a week and fortnight you get electricity and even phone also.

After completion of my 12th there was a long vacation before joining engineering. As usual I went to Kadidal. Ajja, Ajji and me - only three of us. When I was in Kadidal there was no TV, no electricity, no phone and it was rainig 24 hours. Those were the best days of my life. I was having so many books. Ajji was with me. All my cousins and appa also used to ask me, "Don't you get bored!". I used to sit in front of house and watch that rain, those misty mountains and forest. Ajji also asked me once, what is there in those mountains and forest. I don't know!

Sometimes even when surrounded by friends, family I feel bored which never happens when I am alone.

Dangerous Thing

Yesterday I was chatting with Seetha. We were remembering our past years. The way we used to roam in Shimoga.

I am in Bombay from almost 2 years. Now I am bored with this city. In Shimoga there is only one straight road which has been partitioned into Durgi gudi, Nehru road and Gandhi bazar. Shopping means only these three options. But I never felt bored with that city.

We(Me and Seetha) were doing a lots of shopping. But every time when spending money so carelessly we used to feel that guilt. Feeling that we are doing some wrong thing.

Then suddenly our discussion took philosophical turning. We all do certain things which we know are wrong. If someday someone tells us that you are doing a big mistake then how we will react?

Here we come across two ways. First category of people accept that it is wrong. They may try to correct themselves. They may even fail in that :)

Second category of people tell "I am like this. I do because I get pleasure in this. It's my life after all".

You may feel that taking first path is the job of coward people. And second category people are very straightforward and bold people.

According to me, taking first path is the most difficult thing. It comes with simplicity. Second path is the way of coward people who are not true to themselves. Who doesn't have the guts to say "yes I was wrong". They fear that if they accept the truth people will laugh at them. Still somewhere in the deep heart they know they are wrong.

Most dangerous thing according to me is when we keep on making mistakes saying "I am like this".

Story Time

Today let me tell this story which ones my ajji told me.

There was one god, who came to earth just to see it's beauty. He saw sea, mountains, rivers, deserts,falls.......... Then he saw her! One beautiful girl taking water from river. She was not as beautiful as Apsaras of heaven. But he loved her from very first sight.

He asked her to marry him. She tried to convince him that she is very small compared to him. There can't be a match between god and human. But he insisted.

They married and lived happily. After few years he observed wrinkles on her face. She said "See, I am human. I am becoming old". He said "Oh! you are looking so beautiful. I love you so much". She became old and his love for her increased each year.

One day she became sick and said "My time to leave this world has come". He held her tightly. But rules are rules. Her soul left her body and for the first time that god cursed himself for being immortal.

What is the use of life where love is not there? Love will make your life very beautiful. It's loss can make life a miserable journey.

WHO IS WRONG?

I read this somewhere....................
"The nobler the man the harder it is for him to suspect inferiority in others"

We spend 90 percent of our life in talking about others about how wrong they are. But this statement made me check myself. If I am noble, I am all correct then my heart will be so pure that I will never find wrong in others. I am talking bad about someone means I myself am having impure heart.

Most of the time we try our level best to prove others are bad just because we somewhere feel inferior to them. By proving them wrong we satisfy our ego. Once again I read this somewhere,

"Speaking ill of others is a cheap, dishonest way to praise ourselves"

Let's see

Have you come across this situation?
Whole world want you to act as they want. But you feel "Let's see. I will not do this. Let whatever happen"

I read about this character 'Saraswathi', from the novel "Dharmarayana Samsara" by Shivaram Karanth. She has been married to a person who is very cruel. For him favorite game is killing any animal. If he doesn't find any animal for killing, he will set fire to his dog and enjoy the scene.

Saraswathi never accepts him. Every day he will come with a new woman to his house. Saraswathi never asks him "why? " People think she is having high level of patience. Few men even try to give her example to their wives.

But actual thing is, Saraswathi reaches the state "Let's see!" from the very first day of her marriage. Anyway she can't get out of this marriage(No education). so she decides to stay there and all she want is to see her husband having a very horrible death.

When her husband comes with any other woman she feels happy because as long as that woman is with him he will not come to her. He will stay away from her.

But destiny has some other plan. Nagappa comes to her house as manager. Nagappa's father was a very rich man. But Saraswathi's father cheats him and he dies because of that. Nagappa try to hate Saraswathi for being the daughter of that cheat but unknowingly he will be attracted towards her. It takes no time to find out that she is living in hell. He try to become happy for that but he couldn't.

Unknowingly they fall in love and Saraswathi's stone heart starts to melt. Finally when her husband dies a very horrible death(One of his servant kills him when he misbehaves with that servants wife) she realizes that love of Nagappa has changed her so much that instead of feeling happy for her husbands death, she is feeling sympathy for that pain which he went through.

Love makes us human. It is the only feeling which is capable of heeling all the pain of this world...................

Sarasoti and Mahadevi

Today I am discussing about these two women 'Sarasoti' and 'Mahadevi' from once again my favorite Shivaram Karanth's novel 'Nambidavara Naka Naraka'

Story starts with Mahadevi's marriage with a rich person. Mahadevi belongs to a very poor brahmin family. After her marriage she realises that her husband has cheated her by telling that he is a brahmin. One side she thinks that she has been pushed to hell. But at the same time she can't go against her husband. First she tries to adjust herself.

Once Mahadevi and her husband go to Gokarna. On the way their car gives some problem. So they decide to stay in a nearby brahmin's house where Mahadevi meets Sarasoti.

Sarasoti lives there with her mother-in-law and brother-in-laws. She has been married to this house years back. Her husband works in a faraway place and he never feel it necessary to take Sarasoti with him. She is just a time pass for him when he comes to home yearly once. Strangely, Sarasoti's husband comes to home the same day when Mahadevi and her husband comes to her house.

That will be the last meeting of Mahadevi and Sarasoti. Mahadevi's husband first feel that he has won a battle by marrying a brahmin girl. But day by day he feels it so difficult to face Mahadevi. He literally feel scared in front of her. Mahadevi in turn tries to find her peace of mind by worshiping goddess 'Mookaambika'. People treat her as if she is having some strange power. They treat her with respect but are scared to talk to her.

After 9 months of Sarasoti and Mahadevi's meet Sarasoti gives birth to a child which has all the features of Mahadevi's husband(Blue eyes and 6 fingers in one hand). Sarasoti's mother-in-law sends her out of her house. Sarasoti goes to her parents. (Reason: Sarasoti's husband and Mahadevi's husband belong to same family, which has been parted long back during their grandfather's time)

Quite opposite to Mahadevi, Sarasoti completely stops believing god. She doesn't even name her son. Everyone calls him with different name. She will be treated well in her parents house. Her parents, brother and his wife Padma takes good care of her. Sarasoti helps them in their work. She never accuses god with words. But people observe that she has completely stopped prayers.

Padma's brother comes to visit his sister. Two days after he leaves that house people find Sarasoti and her son are missing. After few weeks they get a letter posted from Poona by Sarasoti informing that she is getting married to Padma's brother.

When Mahadevi realizes that her end time has come she sends one of her friend to search for her sisters. By that time her sisters were married to a nice family. She asks them whether she is allowed to spend her last time in their house. They bring her to their house with full respect. When she enters their house, she says "I am so happy. I can die with peace now. I have people who can perform proper rituals to me after my death"

Who is right?
Mahadevi spent her whole life praying to goddess to forgive her as her cast has been spoiled. Did she spent her whole life in the fear that when she die no one is there to perform proper rituals to her?

Or is it, Sarasoti! who thinks life is important more than cast, society and god.


I don't know................................

Laila and Mariam- The Thousand Splendid Suns

Today let me discuss about these wonderful women called Laila and Mariam, from 'A Thousand Splendid Suns' by Khaled Hosseini.
Mariam, was married to Rasheed who was of the age 38, while she was just 16. Even tough in the beginning days he shows some affection towards her, after series of miscarriages he treats her like animal.

Laila was a kid Mariam has seen in her neighborhood when Mariam was newly married to Rasheed. But after 22 years life takes a turn when Rasheed at the age of 60 marries Laila.

Mariam was illegal child of a rich person Jalil. She was born and brought up for 15 years in a small hut above hill cut out from rest of the world. Her mother constantly scaring her not to go down, as people may throw stone on her saying 'Harami'. At her 15 birthday for the first time she goes down to see her father and that day her mother commits suicide. Her father to get rid of Mariam marries her off to Rasheed.

Laila's father is very well educated person. He gives good education to Laila. She looses her brothers in war. With mother not feeling well she is the only person left in her father's life. Unlike Mariam, Laila lives very peaceful childhood where Tariq was her best friend. As years pass by love blossoms between Tariq and Laila. As Afganistan faces war after war Tariq's parents decide to leave their country. Tariq begs Laila to marry him. But Laila can't leave her dad alone. On that last day Laila and Tariq sleep together.

After 15 days Laila looses her parents in a bomb blast and luckily she will be saved by Rasheed. Rasheed has seen Laila and Tariq. He will be knowing that they both like each other. So he pays one of his friend to inform Laila that Tariq is dead. By that time Laila will be pregnant and she accepts Rasheed's marriage proposal without any other way out.

Before Mariam's mother's death her father Jalil visits her every Thursday and Mariam spends whole week to prepare for that one day. She loves Jalil like anything. After her mother's death she understand the real face of Jalil. She never speaks to him after her mother's death till the date of her marriage. After her marriage she asks him never to meet her in future.

Relationship between Mariam and Laila will be bad in the beginning, but as time passes they become very close. Mariam treats Laila like her own daughter.

Laila becomes mother of two kids. First girl Aziza(Tariq's daughter) was treated badly by Rasheed as she is a girl. Taliban rule starts. Rasheed looses job. He forces Laila to leave Aziza in a orphanage. Every day Laila goes to orphanage. It is not so easy in Taliban rule. Women are not allowed to go alone. If she is caught, officers will beat her there itself. But it becomes like a goal in Laila's life. If is caught somewhere she will stop until they beat her. Next she will find some other way to orphanage. All this to spend few hours with her daughter.

One day Tariq comes back.........................(I felt so happy when I was reading this part)

Story ends with Mariam killing Rasheed and forcing Laila and Tariq to go to some other country with children. Mariam will be executed in public.

Scarlet

Who is perfect woman?
According to Indian mentality woman should be patient, she should never ask any question, always think about others blblabla. In most of the Indian novels you find main female character sacrificing for others, always thinking about others welfare. Somehow they all forget that god has sent her in this world to live. She also can think, she also has some desires.

Then I read "Gone with the wind". You may laugh, but once I finished this book I felt "how can one write a book on negative characters!". I hated Scarlet. Because she was so different from my explanation of good woman. For me that time a story means, there are good people and there are bad people. At the end bad will die or they will be punished. And good people will live happily ever after. Fairy tale :)

I know I know, Rhett Butler leaves her at the end. But one villain leaving another was not a punishment for me. I was expecting something like she will loose every penny, she will become beggar and leaves rest of her life cursing herself for being so bad.

But this book was so different. After two-three days once again I started to read this book from beginning. This time also when I reached end I was in same confusion, "What this Margaret Mitchel is trying to prove?".

Today my views have completely changed. Why? Now I know life. There is no perfectness in this world. Yes she was a lady with very high ambition, very self oriented, can do anything for money. But I think I hated her more than what she deserved because she was a woman with these characters. I completely ignored some good qualities she was having.

Even tough she hates Melanie she takes care of her. Not only Melanie, Scarlet takes care of whole family and her land Tara during the days of war. Then she marries her sister's love for the sake of money so that she can get her Tara back. I know it's a big mistake. But just imagine the feel of insecurity that might have haunted her during the days of war when no one comes to her rescue. If marrying a girl for dowry is not bad then marrying a man for money sake is also not bad.

So many times Scarlet tells Ashley that she loves him. Even after Ashley marries Melanie! Every time he replies as if he likes Scarlet but due to circumstances he can't marry her. Poor Scarlet! lives her life believing a big lie that Ashly loves her. She realize the truth after the death of Melanie. But it was too late.

Rhett leaves her. As long as Melanie was there Scarlet hates her for being Ashley's wife. But once she comes to know that Ashly doesn't love her, she realizes that she has lost a man who loves her for the sake of this person who never loved her. Only Tara remains in her life.

I can never agree with Scarlet's viewpoint of life. But at the same time I don't no why! but I does not even hate her.

Winter and spring

I love festivals. During my childhood I used to celebrate every festival in Kadidal. With Ajji :). It is not that I believe all superstitious things. I just love that occasion where every family member will be present. Decorating pooja room, doing pooja with everyone, nice dishes, happiness. To me festival means all these things. But last year I found a new definition of festivals.

During my first year here (In IIT,Bombay) as rooms in hostel were very less they arranged few flats for girls. I was living in one flat. We four girls were there. Me, Carol, Soumya and Saroj. Last years winter of Mumbai was horrible. It was very cold. Inside IIT it is like forest and temperature is even less compared to other parts of Mumbai. We were literally fed up with that cold.

Then during third week of January one morning we were going for breakfast. Soumya said "look at the wind and sunlight. Saraswathi pooja is coming near and in few days holy will come". In our Karnataka we do Saraswathi pooja during Navarathri(Dasara). But Bengali's do it during January. This is the time when winter will slow down and gives way for spring. I was completely dumbstruck by her definition of festival. To me festival means a day that has been marked in calendar. But she don't need calendar. For her festival is something which is very close to nature.

Sonu Nigam Concert

Tuesday Sonu Nigam live concert was there in IIT. I love his songs. So I was waiting for that event. From 5.oopm we were standing in queue. Somehow we got place. Whole OAT was filled. He was late, but as soon as he entered people were screaming. It was a very new experience for me where in boys and girls were screaming and dancing throughout the show.

I was standing there and observing people. So nicely they were expressing their happiness through their dance and scream. I have never felt like screaming or dancing in my life. When it comes to expressing my feelings most of the time standard deviation is very less between unhappiness, happiness and normal state. Once it was very high for unhappiness, you can guess when! But after that it has become like constant.

When someone hurts me I avoid talking to them for few hours so that my anger will come down. I don't even feel like telling them them that they are hurting me. I don't know whether it's for good or for bad I have reached a state where I have learned to shut my mouth even tough people are talking shit things about me.

I can't say that I enjoyed the show to full extent. Because after going there I felt that I enjoy music when I am alone. And dance numbers are not my choice. But ya, I enjoyed that enthusiasm, energy shown by people. They were continuously dancing and I was wondering "wont they get tired!". And Sonu Nigam was...... was best as usual :)

Ya, it was a new experience for me.

Relationship

It is so difficult to understand relationships. All my childhood I spent in Kadidal with Ajji. When Ajji was there Kadidal was home for me. I used to get feeling of security which usually we get by reaching home. Ajji was everything for me.

The day Ajji died, morning 8.00 am we reached Kadidal. For the first time I felt as if I am in strange place. For the first time I felt scared that I am alone. Now Kadidal is a strange place for me. At least until Ajja's death I used to visit there. Now............

For the first time I realized the effect of loosing the loved ones. Even on the day of my marriage when that person tied mangalsutra left me alone infront of people and went inside, I felt same scared feeling. Strange when Ajji left my life I felt alone and when this person entered my life I felt the same.

I did become Mrs. Ashwini Arun legally. But by heart I never felt that he is part of mine. His actions, behavior scared me so much that I lost my smile and confidence. It took so much time for me to recover even after kicking him out of my life. To once again smile.

Please, I request people who read this blog. Respect other person's feelings. Everyone in this world has got his own identity and self respect. We call ourself civilized and give advertisement in TV to stop domestic abuse and harassment.

When I asked my x-husband he told me- "I have seen one government officer, whose husband beats her every day. Still she keep quite. Then what is your problem". Please for god sake education is not just for a job.

So much educated, an officer, and everyday abused by her husband! What is the value of that education? Oh you are getting money from which you can get good food, dress and rest everything except self respect. Are you waiting for someone who will come and release you from this pain? It happens only in movie.

And why the hell you expect other person to solve your problem. It's your life? Live it or leave it. But don't waste it for the sake of unworthy people.

It's me

Once one person told me that, his fame will go down, if he introduce me as his wife. Then why did you marry me? No answer. I thought about this for so many days. If I was like any other girl, wearing posh dresses, jeans very modern. then?

So after coming to Bombay, I tried to become modern. Guess what? When I used to stand in front of mirror, I wondered at my reflection. But I failed to find Ashwini there. One thing I understood, that even I can become modern. But it is not my identification. I don't even need to change myself for a foolish cheap person, who thinks that he can marry any girl for the sake of his parents but still can enjoy bachelor life flirting with his colleagues by hiding the fact that he is married.

It's me. I don't want to become a stranger to myself anymore.

Pitrupaksha

According to Hindu calendar, months are called as "masa" and after Shravana masa, we get paksha masa. During this masa, in my place, we do pitru paksha. One day in this masa we do pooja to our ancestors, who are no more. So relatives are invited. Food (especially Non-veg) will be prepared. Then they do pooja and all.

People of Thirthalli will be very busy during this masa. Everyday they will be visiting their relatives house for Pitrupaksha. For me, as usual Pitrupaksha means, one occation where I can skip school and go to Kadidal.

One pitrupaksha was very special. Ajja's house in Kadidal is in very beautiful place. Backside there is forest and front paddy field and then one small hill is there. Sometimes cows of other people used to enter Ajja's paddy field. Ajja used to ask us to send them outside. But our aim was to somehow catch those cows. Why? Reason we gave was, to teach lesson to the owners of those cows, that they should not leave their cows to others field. But truth is just for fun we wanted it. Me, Vasuki and Abi tried to catch them. But failed every time.

There was a servant called Ramesha. He gave one idea. He asked one of us to lie on the way to main gate. Remaining two must somehow try to send cow in the direction of main gate. As soon as cow try to jump on the person who is lying on the way, he should catch, back legs of cow. We were kids that time. We didn't even think, what will happen if cow put its leg, on the person who is lying.

We appreciated Ramesha for his brilliant idea and asked him to lie there. He said that he is having some important work. Then we decided that Abi must lie there. He agreed for that. We two went to handle that cow.

Ajja, came back from his farm as soon as he entered main gate, he saw some boy lying there. As abi was fat, soon he recognized it as Abi and he ran to him. Abi was lying there and was singing some song. Then Ajja shouted at him, "why the hell are you lying here?" Me and Vasuki, we heard Ajja's voice. We left cow there itself and ran to Ajji and sat there as decently as possible as if we don't know anything.

Abi there tried to tell some tales but finally he explained everything to Ajja. Ajja entered house with red face. Started scolding on everyone. We three started crying and pointed on Ramesha.

But on one Pitrupaksha, somehow, with the help of Ramesha, finally we caught one cow. Next day morning one person came crying, and he started blaming Ajja "You are aged person. By mistake my cow entered and you have kept it for yourself blabalbala" Everyone was shocked. They were not knowing about our adventure. They started arguing that his cow is not there in our house. Argument went on for a while.

We three were completely confused. Then slowly we told truth to one of my uncle. He got scared for few seconds. Then suddenly he changed his argument. "How can you leave, your cow to our field. You are doing this for so many days.............". My Ajja and other uncles, looked at him in full confusion. He pointed towards us. Then it was clear to them, that we have done some great thing. They also changed their argument completely. At the end, Ajja asked us to say sorry to him. And he asked that person to take his cow along with him. Once he left, we got scoldings from our elders. But that Pitrupaksha was really different.

People

After many days I am writing this. Namratha's death made me to think about my fight. Then I have been to Shimoga for Diwali. Yes my life is once again coming to normal state. People there may talk about my life, on my back but at least they don't give that look with sympathy towards me.

Seetha, Prajna were there. I enjoyed this Diwali. Then suddenly one great person showed me that still people are interested to talk about my life. They still get great pleasure in talking sarcastically to me about my life. Hahahahaha.

This person is having so much patience that every time I go to Shimoga, he will scratch his head to find a dialog from which according to him, he will hurt me for failure of my marriage. But the thing was, every time I used to enjoy it, thinking how childish his behaior is. But seeing that his dialog is not affecting me, day by day his dialog level is becoming cheap.

Namratha

Namratha's journey of life came to an end yesterday. I was thinking whole night about her.

She faced whole word. When her husband died, even her parents wanted her to stay with in-laws as a widow. They wanted it because they were afraid of their society. But she fought against everyone, got job. She did this for her life of 1 year. Just 1 year!

What is the meaning of life. Really we are struggling so much, for this life. And span of this life? No one knows.

But God is a perfect engineer. He has built this model called human being, so nicely that even after knowing that our life may end at any time, there is some power, which drives us. We move with our plans. And until and unless we stand in front of death, we completely forget that we may die.


May your soul rest in peace Namratha.

God............. Are you there?

Today I will tell you one story. There was one boy, who was considered as genius from his teachers. He loved to work. When doing his bachelors, he fell in love with a very beautiful girl, his classmate. He finished degree, got job in a reputed company.

I wonder some times, why girls, don't want permission of parents to fall in love and roam with boys. But when it comes marriage, they want to get married to the boy, whom their parents chose.

He tried his level best to save his love. Even he took his parents to her home. But nothing worked. I have seen him suffering like hell on that lose. Then after few months he went to Kerala for some training. There he met a girl from Rajasthan.

She was married to a person chosen from her parents at the age of 22. After 5 days of her marriage she lost husband in an accident. People wanted her to stay with her in-laws and live rest of her life in serving them. She faced the world. Just 10 days after that incident she appeared for interview in the same company in which this boy was working and she got selected. They met each other, in Kerala during training. They became friends and started liking each other.

I still remember the day, when that girl told him that she is a widow. When I asked him, what is his decision, after knowing the fact. I was so happy that his liking for her didn't change by that. He told me, that before knowing that, he was liking her. But never sure whether he wanted to marry her. Because still he was thinking about his past. But now he wants to marry her. I was so happy for both of them.

It all happened just two months back!

Today that girl is in Jaipur cancer hospital. At her last stage.

When he lost his first love, I used to talk to him for hours. Convincing him to accept the fact. When he said that there is no god in this world. I argued with him to prove the existence of god. I used to tell, big philosophical words. "Every cloud has a silver lining". Where?

To be frank with you, I am only thinking "is there a power called god?"

Please if god is there for you, then pray for Namratha. He may listen to your prayer. I don't know why, but he has stopped to listen to my prayers.

Please Namratha, you have to live. You can't leave him like this. He needs you. Please...

What will I tell him, if he asks me "Where is your god?"

Why should, he only has to face all the sorrow's of this world? Why ?

Swapnada Hole

Yesterday I have been to Kamala Neharu Udhyan in Malbaar hills.

I read a novel called "Swapnada Hole" by Shivaram Karanth long back. It's obviously not a romantic novel. But, I liked the main character of that novel "Kittanna" so much that, I used to think that my husband must be like Kittanna.

In this novel, Kittanna lives in Grant road and this Malbaar hill, Girgaon Chaupati have been mentioned. Yesterday when I visited this area, I felt so happy. So silly! I used to love that novel character so much, that even today, just by visiting those places I feel so happy.

Sometimes I feel as if, Mumbai is concrete forest. Even Bangalore is. But I love Mumbai. There is a simplicity here, which you cannot get in Bangalore.

Someone asked me why I want to go back to Shimoga, to JNNCE? I have spent my happiest years and worst years in that place. Now it has become part of my life. Second is I left Shimoga, to run away from people. But now I want to go and live there, at least to prove to myself that I am not coward.

Ganamaga

This word is very familiar for people of my place. Ganamaga is priest. Weekly once or twice god enters his body and you are allowed to ask question to god, ask for solution............

Oh, talking to god is so easy in my place right? Just pay some money, I think 50rs for one question. There are so many temples in Thirthalli and south kendra (Mangalore, Udipi). And most of them are famous because of these ganamaga. I have seen the Ganamaga of a place called Mandarthi near to Mangalore.

On Tuesday and Friday godess Durga Parameshwari enters his body and you are allowed to discuss your problem with her. After main pooja, those who are interested in asking questions to godess, wait in queue. After some time you see a lean person wearing 'mundu'. You see him running, shivering and his body will be wet, as he enters temple after taking bath from well.

Then he will stand there. But constantly he will be murmuring something and people start asking questions. He gives solution. Oh! sorry, godess Durgaparameshwari gives solution.

Leave the temples, there will be at least one woman in every village who behave very strangely on certain occasions. They say that godess enters their body. And people do treat them like godess.

Once Ajja told me this story. There was one person called Sankarayya Gowda. Once his wife started behaving very strangely and declared that godess Durga is in her body. Then people treated her with respect. One day Sankarayya Gowda was very frustrated he entered house. At the same time Durga also entered the body of his wife. She started scolding her husband. He watched her for 5 minutes, took one stick and started beating her. That was the final visit made by Durga devi to his wife's body.

Most of the women, get frustrated by the very constraints put to them by their husband, in-laws. They need a way to get out their frustration and this is the best way. They can't scold their husband directly. So they seek the help of Durga.

One of my friend told me this. "As long you respect yourself, you also respect others. Because the world you see is just the mirror image of yourself"

Please have self respect and treat others also respectfully. Because Love and Respect are two things which you can get only when you give them to others. No money in this world is capable of buying these two things.

Ek Radha Ek Meera

Ek radha ek meera
dono ne shyam ko chaha
Antar kya dono ke pyaar me bolo..............

You remember this song? Once one person told me that love of Radha and Krishna is true love. No other love story is above their love. Yesterday I was listening this song which so beautifully differentiates between Radha and Meera. Then I started thinking, if Krishna loved Radha so much then why didn't he married her? It was not impossible for him. He was having 60000 wives. One more wouldn't have created much problem.

I started comparing Radha and Meera. Both of them, lived in society which was pretty strict against love and affairs. People say Radha ruled Krishna's heart. But she never dared to declare her love for him. Meera had that guts. Radha was always scared of loosing Krishna and always tried to protect him from rest of gopi's. Why Meera loved him so much? I don't know. But, she dared not to stay with a husband whom she doesn't love.

To me true love doesn't mean one amongst 60000. Is it that you can have true love for all those. If only true love in Krishna's life was Radha, then what the hell those 60000 women were doing in his life. How can he marry them without love.

How can people from generations believe that to lead life with someone love is not required?

I think we never try to understand the point of view of author, when we read some story. We understand it as we like. Once someone told me that, wife means, she should do whatever her husband says. And he tried to give example of Seeta,"Seeta followed her husband to forest".

Yes, Seeta followed Rama to forest. Now let me remind you the end of Ramayana. Rama send Seeta to forest, just to make happy the people of his kingdom. At the end he goes to Seeta and ask for her apology and beg her to come back.

She says no. And she ends her life there itself. Oh........ Seetha, said no to Rama! To that Rama, who once crossed sea and killed Ravana to rescue her. Who once accepted the challenge of her father to get her as his wife. Who never thought of any other woman in his life. And this time he asked her to come with him to palace, not to forest. Still she said no! Has she gone mad?

People say that woman's heart is a deep sea of secret. No, it is not. Yes we don't know how to think from mind. Most of the decisions are from heart. When we love someone, we can stand with him, no matter whatever is the situation. But you cannot get the love of a woman by tying three knots.

Funniest Thing I Have Seen

You might have heard about Udipi. I know, it is famous because of Udipi hotels. Most of the people might not be knowing that, Udipi is holy place. Udipi Krishna temple is very beautiful temple.

When you enter this temple, you find people peeping through a hole to see Krishna. Name of that hole is "Kanakana Kindi". Story goes like this. You might have heard about Dasa Saahitya. If you know Karnatic Music then obviously you will know about Dasa Saahitya, through Keerthanes. Kanakadas was a shepherd. His original name was Timmappa but he became disciple of lord Krishna and changed his name as Kanakdas.

There are so many stories about his devotion. Once he came to Udipi but he was not allowed to enter temple as he belonged to lower caste. He was standing behind the temple and start singing devotional songs. Pooja was going on in the temple when suddenly the statue of lord Krishna turned back and a hole was created in the backside wall from which Kanakdas can see the lord. That's the story behind Kanakana kindi.

Now you may ask me, what is the funniest thig about this! Is it that I don't believe this? No. It might have happened because I believe in god.

In udipi they do "Annadana". Means you get food in temple. Temple food will be very tasty. When you enter the temple and finish pooja, if you ask someone which is the way to dining hall, first question they will ask you is "Which caste you belong to?"

Poor Lord Krishna, he took so much trouble, turned back, created a hole in the temple to show that devotion is important but not caste. But even today in Udipi while serving food, caste discrimination is there.

I was just thinking, what will happen today if god appear in front of people and say that "leave caste based discrimination". think, think.............................

I will tell you.

The place where god appears there one temple will be constructed and every year on the date when god appeared, a big pooja will be performed, to which thousands of people come from different parts of world. And obviously it is a holy place, where in god himself was standing, so people will start arguing about which caste people are allowed to enter the temple.