cry of distress

THIS POST IS AN EXPRESSION OF OUTRAGE FOR THE OPPRESSION THAT THESE INDIVIDUALS HAVE TO FACE FOR A PROPER EDUCATION. FOR THE FULL STORY PLEASE VISIT  RAGEDINDIAN.COM/SANGEETHA

Coming from a lower middle class family, i braved the hardship of life at a very young stage. No doubt i have very good parents who , as much as to their capacity, shielded me and my siblings from the adversity, we understood the meaning of hard work and worth of money earlier in our childhood.

Education was the top priority. Everything else is secondary.  I was fortunate enough to have both my parents who have some sort of sound education, hence the realization that education is the only key out of poverty was profound in out childhood. So they did in all  their capability to give us a proper and holistic education. 

Me and my siblings knew this was the only way out, and I'm proud to say that all of us turned out well.

Very, very, very, well.

So it disheartened me each time i see a kid struggling to get, even basic education. Especially if it is kid who wants to study yet denied the opportunity. I have and still work wit many NGO who aims at changing this.  I do what ever I can within my capacity to put a smile to their face and for me that is a blessing from them. THE JOY. 

Enough said.

The link above will bring you to gruesome plight of kids who have to put on a demonstration to get the necessities which they are entitled for, to be able to learn an develop themselves like any other child born in this country. It is not only sad, but pure anger and and disappointment  surge to know that nothing so far has been done to amend this issue, on what i believe should be a fully government aided school, if I'm not mistaken. Are the authorities not aware or is their cry of  distress falling on to deaf ears? What good can they reap by ignoring these kids? AND WHERE WERE THE TEACHERS??

Yet another Janji yet to be Ditepati. 

the edge

what would you do when your world comes crushing down when you put your heart and soul in something you believed in? what would you do, when it changes you in to a person you thought was shady and despise of? what would you do if you relieve in using others to get back at the pain and hurt you went through? what would you do if your thirst for self pity and sadistic satisfaction is insatiable? what would you do if you lost the sense of guilt and become a master of manipulation? what would you do if you feign innocence? what would you do when it becomes a habit to falsify relationships? what would you do would you do when you lost your sense to madness? what would you do when your about to fall of the edge?

lots of questions, yet to be answered.

you scream, you kick, once you decide to turn in to the dark corners of your mind, there is no way out. or so you think, do you?

A new chapters begins.

I'm dancing!!!!!
    >shouts a liberated soul<

BHARATHANATYAM

The wait was too long. the pain was too overbearing. the yearning was too much. I waited they will give me their approval, their blessing, only to be met with scalding words, and of course the usual yelling and cursing.
Recently, when my brother danced in his university, she was so proud telling to everyone and showing of the pictures. Worst she made me open up the page in the computer to show the pictures. God knows how i felt that time.

I'M DONE WITH ALL THAT.

I decided to dance bharathanatyam without my parents blessings or approval. Because i realized one thing. its not the dance they detest,  its just me learning it, and that would not change forever.

What has been a passion since 6, is now about become a reality.

I've told them, i'm doing it. She started yelling and told him. HE got and started to yell. I turned and looked, he just stopped halfway. I kept looking, he became dumbfounded.  he went away and sat, and looked at me like he seen a ghost. She came and looked cause he stopped yelling, and i looked at her. she just stood to the ground, frozen to the spot. She walked off with  sweat on her forehead.

I looked back at the screen of my laptop, where my webcam was on. I had the raasa raudra on my face. Guess they never saw that coming.

Roaring into Dragon Year

 

Or so to speak.

This is the first year I had the most quality time on a new year eve that I could ever asked for. I came back to an empty house tired around 11 ish after work only to find there is no food. and worst, none of my house dwellers answered my call.

After shower and two packets of curried instant noodles (bless those who created these little wraps of joy), I slumped into my couch, feeling a bit lethargic but nevertheless the urge to go out and party the night away, and suddenly like an epiphany, the quietness and stillness of the night swept away. At that moment dawned upon me that I was about to begin my journey into a whole new year alone. the itch to kick start the idiot box was surging but I calmed it down by listening to some good jazz and eventually things that I was blessed to experience last year, buzzed from memory. the people I met, the bonds I made, the fun I had, the pain I got all surged into my sight, each one vivid and crystal clear.

The question of did I deserve those things and will it continue creped up and till one my good friend called me, Hdaran ‘s little chat was enough to pump the dwindling spirit. I geared up for the finale, as the clock kept ticking, in my own little way. chocolate, some berries and nuts, frozen yogurt and steered my self into he new year with gastronomic orgasms of the sinful delight. (ok I'm a dark chocolate fan!)

Called my sir boi, and couldn't get through. then it stroked me , he will be church praying. A smile crept about me, and I waited gingerly for his call, while calling the others whom i keep close to my little heart. Then I got the call i was waiting for and I was floating in sweet heavens. Bless him.

And then it rained. as with any other significant moment in my life, it rained for a good 20 minutes till I was soaked and  tired form yelping and singing in the rain, playing about happily.

And with that I welcomed 2012 into my arms and embraced it.

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Happy New Year People.