BLOGGER MEET UP!!!!!!

Okay.... this post has been long overdue.... so let me finish what i started.

THE BLOGGER MEET UP!!!

Safe to say that it was THE craziest thing ever. Started with my friend calling me up and telling me she was outside my house when in reality, she was snuggled under a blanket near fast asleep =P =D

Pulling my master disguise (an adorable fashionable white hat) over my head, i started from home, waited at malar hospital for nearly 5-8 mins when the love of my life got out of the auto. I think its kinda fair to say my heart nearly stopped for a second or so.

Walked to the restaurant where we were at and had one hell of an eventful time. I don't remember laughing this hard and feeling this light and happy and just being myself you know? I gained a lot of material stuff that day but i gained a lot of stuff that was invaluable. Stuff that helps me sleep on a sleepless night. Chases away my demons when my world seems just so full of them and i feel afraid to battle them.

Every single moment, every single second, every word, every pause, every touch, every smile, is imprinted in my memory like it happened yesterday. No scratch that, like it happened five minutes ago. Mind you, i don't need to remember it, with his arms around me, there was one simply amazing and perfect photograph.

And when he had his arms around me, i simply closed my eyes and felt his embrace. How he held on so tightly like he never wanted to let go. How he held on to me so close, like he wanted to chase my pain away and keep me happy for as long as he was alive. And i put my hand on his. A silent communication. Telling him how i much i wanted all that.

And even when we let go and part ways.... felt like things would never be the same between us again and in a very awesomely good way. In the famous words of my amazin co-author

"I CAN'T WAIT FOR THE NEXT BLOGGER MEET UP!"

Wanna hold you tight

This "thing" goes out to my special someone. : )

Its late in the night

And m sittin here holding something tight.

Wonderin whats wrong whats right is what am supposed to be doing,

But this thing m holding,

Prevents me from moving.

When I press it hard to my chest baby,

I feel you are closer to me

Than it appears to be.

In the things I do and think,

I might be right, might be wrong,

But I know one thing for sho'

That my love for you is strong.

YOU, are right HERE,

Right here in ma heart,

Jus sad that circumstaces keep pullin us apart.

'm askin you to wait;

Cuz people threaten to use you as a bait

And in saving you I dont wanna be late,

For to me you mean

More than jus some goth girl.

Without you my world

Would cease its constant twirl.

I ain't no writer,

Neither m I perfect,

But this thing you gave me

Has made me, over these words sweat,

And that my darling,

At a poker game you can bet.

'm still sittin here

Holdin this thing tight

And when you gave it to me

Didn't wanna let you outta my sight.

It was a crime against my so'(ul),

To have let you go when I did

And I did suffer on the inside for it.

"They" say love is a mistake,

Well for you then my heart I forfeit.

I know I can trust you with it

For you dont, in me, see any glitch.

You tell me m perfect,

But looks like you made a mistake,

Cuz I've put you at stake,

And for that its myself that I hate.

I wanna take away all your pain,

Relieve you of all your strain,

Be able to tell you, "Go honey, relax in the rain."

And this thing that im holdin brings me pain

As it remains

A reminder that Im tryin in vain.

I know I cant take away all your pain

And what makes life even more rough,

Is that I feel I dont understand you enough.

But gimme a break baby life is tough;

Talk to me, explain to me, laugh with me,

For I wanna understand you better

And make you laugh even harder,

As I love to hear you laugh my lover

And no one knows that better than you.

Our love other people may hate;

And m guessin its our sad fate,

But my love for you will never abate.

People call me a thief;

People call me a crook,

But this thing m holdin throws all that away.

This thing m talkin about is "THE" book,

The only thing that connects me to you

Besides the pic that we took.

When I had wished that I had a magical hook,

Which could pull time to a halt

For you are my pepper and my salt

Call me cheesy if you want,

I dont care.

(OH YEA, I can read whats going on up there!!)

Life without you would be tasteless and dark

Very unlike that pic we took,

So full of spark.

I had wished i could hold you forever when I did.

Baby I love you and thats no fib.

I wanna hold you forever,

Wanna hold you tight,

Especially when I need you beside me like tonight.

Out of time, out of mind...

hello all, as the title suggests m running outta time...BIG TIME!! M running outta time to do everything (including posting this). So much to do, so less time. And hell yea I agree with tle "lil whiner" that the meet up was really awesome (though a touch disappointing, nothing can be done about that). But I m gonna refrain from talkin about it as I wanna hear her side of the story first (na na na naa naa : P). Well life isn't really going on makhan but theres not much I can do about it. But atleast i can somewhat see the roller coaster track going up somewhere up ahead hope it turns out well. Still scared of the boards, still bored of this sick system...(note to self: do SOMETHING about this crappy educational system if you ever get to a position with considerable power) Can't wait for all this torture to get over (and also my new phone which awaits me at the end of it all, finally, I'll be alive!!! muahahahahaha fear me!!! at that time that is lol) Well the other thing I just can'y wait for is the next blogger meet up!!!

Blogger meet up ;D

This is just one of those crazy things you read about in random websites online. Or hear about from a distant relative. Or imagine in a dull history/economics/chemistry class. But you don't actually see them happening to YOU do you?

The two authors of this blog finally met up :) It was one of the craziest experiences i ever had. And i think that my co-author would be better suited to tell you this story. Till then, let me content you all by telling you that it was by far the best and the craziest day of my life !!

This is the last time

Friday was the last day of the last "half yearly examination" I'm ever gonna write in my life. I really have a lof of mixed feelings because of this u know. I feel happy, sad, excited, dissappointed, free, restricted, etc., etc. all at the same time. Looking back at all the school years, I think, "Yea, I've had some good times and some bad times." But I can safely say that I won't have the kinda fun I had here at any other point of my life.


My primary schooling was great and I had a lot of fun. 6th, 7th and 8th didn't really have anything special but they were fun too. 9th was a year of changes (at school that is), new princi, new rules (some good, some bad) and also I got a new perspective of the world in and around me. 10th , 11th and 12th are gonna be the years that I'll remember even after I'm dead!! Though these three years have been rough, most of the "big turns" in my life happened here alright!! I think I had the most amount of fun in these three years. And also (and the most unforgettable detail should I say) I met someone who changed my life, COMPLETELY!! Its as if an irreversible as well as an absolutely unignorable ("chemical") reaction had occured. Ah! Things that'll never leave my head. Well sorry to disappoint but this post isn't about that person. I dedicate this post (and a whole lot of other things) to all the teachers through whose fingers I've passed. Sure I didn't like them all but they are the people who moulded me and made me who I am today and frankly I am not one bit ashamed of what they made me.


So to all my madams and sirs a big bow and hats off to you all. I love you all and shall never forget you. (I am specificly saying this cuz one of my primary P.T. teachers said, "See see, you'll forget us all once you finish 11th or 12th." Of course she was only joking but i really won't forget them)


here is a list of all the teachers who taught me, right from K.G. uptil now. Please forgive me for i don't remember ALL their names (i remember nost of them) and also for not knowing the full names of some of the teachers.


K.G.:
Mrs. Jonita (the sweetest teach ever!)
Mrs. Reena
Mrs. Maria (the very first person after my parents who made an impact in my life)
Mrs. Anne


1st: Mrs. Asha Latha


2nd: Mrs. Judy Pinto


3rd: again, Mrs. Asha Latha


4th: Mrs. Chitnous (I'm sorry miss if i misspelt your name)


5th: Mrs. Sandra Nunus


Language (hindi): Mrs. Sarojini and Mrs. Anandeshwari (sorry if i spelt it wrong miss)


General knowledge teacher: Mrs. Sita (yea we had a separate period just for G.K.)


Music teacher: Mrs. Velma


Moral Science teacher: Mrs. Rosalyn


Cubs leader: Mrs. Jacqueline (again im sorry if i misspelt it miss)


P.T teachers: Mrs. Elizabeth and Mrs. Selvia (hah! i remember your names!!)


Though I don't remember all their names I remember all their faces very well, will DEFINITELY recognize them if i come across them anytime in my life : ) and I sincerely regret it if I've missed out anyone. But you are still there right here, in my heart.


Thats all in the primary section.


Coming to the main school, I'm not gonna mention the classes will jus list out the teachers.


Mr. Michael Sundar (or as we simply call him A.H.M. aka donkey voice aka the bible man aka the dragster)
Mr. Rajapandi (the greatest chem teacher alive!! and retiring as soon as we leave the school aka thambi NOO!!)
Mr. Nandagopal (the brilliant bio teacher aka doctor aka waat saar yuvaar aah?? aka start finish)
Mr. Thomas Sunder (excellent physics teacher good enough to get into research aka psycho sundar or simply psycho)
Mr. Fabian Sebastian (the mathh dogg aka bull dog aka faby)
Mr. Perianayagasamy (the "cool" hindi teach aka P.N.S. aka the drunk)
Mr. Thomas Suresh (the cool math teach aka batista - the animal aka hancock aka....*alls to you)
Mr. Boominathan (the most boring teacher on EARTH!! aka don bosco part two aka abdul kalam aka boomi)
Mr. George Paul (Mr. Im-too-cool aka GP aka india map)
Mr. Jerome Dominic (da dude of db lol aka JD aka the "bloody" man)
Mr. Selvaraj (the most monotonic chem teach on earth aka aeroplane aka shhhh aka shorty)
Mr. Peter Irudayaraj (gilli aka the weird bio teach)
Mr. Raja Sundar (the most entertaining english teach aka hips don't lie aka watermelon aka yo maan!)
Mr. Irudayaraj (the best math teacher i know)
Mr. Lourduraj (spiderman aka spidey aka four eyes man)
Mr. Charles (was the P.T. teach for us in 6th std and then retired but a great man, its still a mystery to me how he attained so many degrees!!)
Mr. Albert Sam (the present P.T. teach aka sottai sam)
Mr. Andrew
Mr. Gilbert (click the double click!! unforgettable)
Mr. Jeeno Miranda
Mrs. D' Cruz
Mrs. Thecla Mary
Mrs. Shyamala Appadurai (fastest maths teacher on earth and i mean that quite literally that too on wheels!!)
Mrs. Susai Mary
Mrs. Shakila Manikandan
Mrs. Anne Nirmala (the sweetest of all main school teachers)
Mrs. Flavia Pinto


ALL of you will be missed, truly missed....


LONG LIVE THE SPIRIT OF DON BOSCO!!!

Wipe away my pain

pain floods my heart and head

blood flows from my wrists

making stains on my dress

as i wonder how i got reduced to this

Tears fall from my eyes

like gray clouds in the clear skies

i close my eyes

desperately wondering why

i'm becoming the screw up i used to be

again, its like deja vu

paranoia and pain are the only things i can feel

I want to scream

but i can't speak

i want to feel

love, but i can't breathe

Take my hand and wipe my tears away

I don't want your words of comfort

Just stop talking and let me lean

on your shoulders cause i truly believe

That when you touch me, my body starts to heal

my mind feels relief

the pain just seems to go away

Hold me close

and make me believe

that i'll be okay

Take my hand

stop complaining about the colours that adorn my nails

and feel the cold of the fingers

that desperately seek and need YOUR warmth

And don't notice the kajal that smudges

beneath the eyes that hold a sea of unmeasurable pain

Take a tissue

and gently wipe my tears away

Take my heart in your hands

and gently erase the pain

that wounds it so much

heal it with your love

Wipe my pain away

as you would wipe rain drops off a car

wipe my pain away

little by little

till it reduces to almost nothing at all

Till its healed enough to hold hope for a new day

Make way for the princess!!

And down there, my beloved readers, was one of the craziest bloggers to walk this blessed earth. Now make way for the craziest!

I'm Aishwarya. ** yrs old. I'm currently doing my 11th stnd and havin a hell of a good time. Unfortunately for me, i dont have time today :( so i shall make a more detailed post later on. So for now, bye!