Happy New Year

It was one of my memorable new year, I spent with my friend. Night- roaming in the streets and day - sleeping.

It was 31^st night; me and my friend went for a movie. We were 15 min late for the show. Exactly at 12 we heard the whole theatre wishing New Year to each other. The movie ended and we started walking along the streets where we found a temple opened for the New year pooja. We got in, ate prasatham and came out. The streets were filled with happy wishes of New Year and some guys even offered us a lift. But we prefer walking rather than biking.

We managed to reach home at 1.30 a.m carrying a heavy pack of tiredness. We had actually planned for a temple visit in the morning which is about 20 kms from our place and we turned up the alarm to ring at 4.oo a.m; but we snoozed and snoozed and finally managed to open our eyes only by 5. When we reached our tiredness mounted on us by seeing the Long Queue to get the Dharshan. We joined the pile. But then the line seemed to move very slow; slower than the slowest creature on earth. We couldn’t wait till get our turn and we decided to get back home- Just to rest down on our beds. It was easier to travel the whole way down to our place than waiting for the queue to move. On reaching we found our beds more welcoming than any other day. We got settled and happily slept. And got up in the evening by 5.

It was a Happy New Year but we suffered from throat pain and cold for the next 2 weeks.

Hope to see yu again

Mugund 

The Mam I loved the most

It was during my sixth standard when I saw P.B. Geetha miss. When I first saw her I thought she would be like other teachers but she proved to be wrong. Yes she’s different from others and it seems to be working good. She handled classes effectively and the teacher-student interaction was really good. She doesn’t scold too much in the classes instead she used to motivate.

The year was over and she was replaced by others. I was waiting when again I could sit in her class. Well everything appeared to be moving fast and the day came for me after three years. It was my tenth standard when the same mam turned for history classes.

I remember I will be awake only in her classes and it seems to be, the history once again came alive. The most impressing part of history was about Hitler and the Second World War. It was because of her style of teaching I liked these subjects. She explained us with various maps and the class seems to be lively. In those days I used to study the day’s lesson early enough and sit in the first bench for history classes alone. She asked frequent questions at the starting and also in-between classes. I used to answer at a rapid phase and many times she likes that too and some times she silently smiles at me asking me to shut up but I never did that.

I was so mischievous in class and I used to fail in more than 3 subjects. Whenever my mom turns up for the reports it’s only Geetha mam who helps me out from getting scoldings. She had great confidence in me and I do many times let her down but not at the final time when it matters most.Yes am happy to say I got 94 in history and am the second highest. I just left two marks from getting reward of some thousands. But it’s not the money matters, this time I didn’t let her down. She was very happy about me and her smile and confidence made me do that.

It’s true only the teacher moulds the student and once the teacher cares on the students they used to come good in their life.

Am proud to say, am the student of P.B.Geetha. I very much miss her and her classes.

Thanks to the great madam.

Dedicated to the mam I loved the most.

Hope to see yu again

Mugund 

The man behind wild discovery – Bear Grylls

Hi guys and gals, this is a very boring Sunday I took up my NET exam from morning, I couldn’t resist sitting inside a room for so long. I came by evening and thought of writing about a man who inspired me the most.     

It all started just few days back when one of my friend called up to me and asked me to watch a program running in discovery. When I tuned to that channel I wondered what that was all about. I called my friend several times and asked him what exactly the man on the TV was trying to do, but he just asked me to go off the line and keep watching it till the end. Only when it was about to get over I realized the program is about a man's worst case he has ever experienced.

When we see a snake the first thing comes to our mind is getting away from there but he used to think in a different way.

Can you guys think of exploring remote unclimbed peaks on Antarctica well he did it.

Can you guys think of eating part of a camel and sleeping inside it he did this too.

The former military man and the Guinness record holder will be left over in a forest or mountain or desert or island probably nothing in his hand. He used to come out of it with the things around him. This man can jump from water falls, swim inside freezing water; climb the mountains which you guys would ever think of, and giving vital information’s. His valuable information is very useful when some one is caught in the centre of a forest.

I used to try and started doing a few things wat’s he doing but the difference is he doing complicated things, am surely not. 

This guy is very much impressing not just me but to the entire world. He is not only a wild man but also helps in raising funds for many thrusts.

Hope to see yu again

Mugund 

The first crush of mine

It was too early in my life tat happened. Guys and gals believe me its true. I started my career as a LKG student probably at the age of two and half in CMS matriculation school. I shifted from there and I joined in Chinmaya Vidyalaya for UKG where I met that girl.

            Anitha-The first crush of mine.

            To tell about her, she has a very beautiful face, eyes and eyebrows. I still remember her she is not gorgeous but she is pretty. Am 22, and I still didn’t see another girl with so much of prettiness in her eyes and face.

The studies went on and I was shifted to ‘A’ class the reason being my parents wanted to study Hindi. Then days went on my parents got to know Hindi is too much for me to study. Then again I shifted to my earlier class.

Days passed; when I was studying third STD I had a problem with another guy in my class. I beat him in the back of his head and that day for lunch both of our mommy’s turned. I was very cautious about not taking my mom near my class. But Anitha came to my mom and told about the fight. I was very afraid but thankfully no big issue was created.

Then at the end of the year she left the school. The last time I saw her was after I finished fifth. It was my annual days, she came to join again in my school, and she was walking with her mom still her face, eyes unchanged. The same prettiness got back to me and I was happy very much. But the happiness didn’t last long suddenly I woke up in the morning.

Till now am searching her I know its too late to impress her but I just wanted to know Is still her prettiness lives with her,  how is she doing, and I wanted to make sure that she is happy out here in earth.

            Those days will never get back. Hope I will meet her in this moving world.

Hope to see yu again                                                                         

Mugund 

The day I started blogging

It was a Thursday and I felt that the day doesn’t belong to me. I woke up in the morning when I felt something very disturbed possibly I didn’t have a proper sleep. I shouted on my mom and I came out and shouted at my friend too.

I was full of anger and I din’t know how to get out of that. I thought if I reach college I would feel better when chatting with guys but it doesn’t appear to go that way. The guys over there left for some work and there was no one with me; Only Me and a System. I surfed in net for some sites but nothing seemed to look good.

            I was in a mood -just to get out all my anger; feelings. I don’t have a habit of face booking, twittering  etc. The day was very much not with me and at last I called up to my friend and asked about how to start a blog. I surfed, created a blog and I started writing. I some how finished writing with mistakes. And once I posted it I was very happy. It seemed like every thing got out my mind. I was very relaxed and I reached home.

Then I started calling my friends and told about this. They were happier than me. Many of my friends are working, so I waited till the evening for them to log in. They logged in, commented on my First blog and I started to like it. But then I went to bed with disturbance striking me once again.

 Believe me I don’t like to read books, newspapers etc and mainly I don’t write this much but something worked for me. I have to thank all my close friends and because of them Iam here.

Hope to see yu again

Mugund