Kinnera’s Blog

 Casting: Anne Hathway and Kate Hudson.

Oh god, past 3 to 4 weeks has been quite a time of my life. I am doing things I have never done before: sleeping at 3 in the night, sitting continuously without breaks, sleeping in classes , what not!!

 In this hectic schedule, I took time to watch a movie: Bride wars. Not that I don’t, it is a big time relaxation for me, But ya I usually watch the same movies so that I can stop any time I want.

 Bride wars: A very sweet, light and fun filled movie. The story is very nicely woven with lot of emotions filled in. I Like Anne Hathway – she is perfect to her role.

Bride wars is about 2 best friends who are highly emotional and exited about their dream wedding .They have been waiting for their day to come. And when it did, the fight started. The movie ended with a happy note. A note which was perfectly put forth.

It says:

Sometimes in life there really are bonds formed that can never be broken.

 Sometimes you really can find that one person, who will stand by you no matter what.

May be you will find it in a spouse and celebrate it with your dream wedding.

 But there is also the chance, that the one person you can count on for a lifetime- the one person who knows you, sometimes better than you know yourself- is the same person who’s been standing beside you all along.

Bestest Friends

Wonderful!!

There lyrics of the songs are also nice.. Especially this one:

The blank pages of my diary,
That I haven’t touched since you left me,
The closed blinds in my home
See no light of day.
Dust gathers on my stereo
Cos I can’t bare to hear the radio
The piano sits in a shaded space
With a picture of your face.

I’m scared to face another day
Cos the fear in me just won’t go away.
In an instant, you were gone and I’m scared.

Coffee stains on your favorite book
Remind me of you so I can’t take a look.
The magazines you left on the floor,
You won’t need them anymore.

A towel left hangin on the wall,
No sign of wet foosteps in the hall
There’s no smell of your sweet cologne.
I’m lying here alone.

I’m scared to face another day
Cos the fear in me just won’t go away.
In an instant, you were gone and now I’m scared.

I’m scared to face another day
Cos the fear in me just won’t go away.
In an instant, you were gone, now I’m scared.
In an instant you were gone and I’m scared.

People who like light hearted sweet movies, this is one movie you shouldn’t miss.. Some might say its girly, but I say it’s beautiful.

I still remember when I saw my mom bursting out seeing me enter the hospital room,crying loudly pointing at my little brother on the bed.I was 5 year old and really don’t remember how he looked like, I was in my moms arms and was looking at her.They say he looked like a little stout rat.He was a premature baby and was very very small and his life was in danger.They were not able to find his viens.

 All that I remember in that hospital was me looking into an incubation room.

 My little brother was born.I was so scared for himand at the same time I was very happy .

 He was so beautiful when he was back home.One little cute child. Doctors told us that he mus’nt laugh or cry much.It will stop his breath. I am sure we 3 sisters though very small knew what we had in our hands.It started that way. We looked after him and made sure that he doesn’t cry .And you know kids!!, they cry.. I still remember what all I did to make him smile.Trying out all kinds of stunts to catch his eye so that he would stop crying. My elder sister used to hold with my younger one clapping and consoling him.

 I dint see my mama getting married.We 3 sister s were in our own world with our little kiddo when everyone else is in a different world.

We love him like crazy. He is one big fellow now but it still feels the same. Badly pampered, I know, I myself scolded my mom at times .He is very intelligent and is a grown up.

Whatever your age is ,somethings get printed in your mind. I was little older when I was at he hospital looking at yet another younger brother. I still remember the sparkle on my uncles face,the boundless happiness that was lit up on his face.I still remember.

He looked at me and smiled at me.We never used to speak much but when he looked into my eyes,I knew what I missed. My brother was standing right there , and I dint realise it. He is like me . He is elder to me. When he speaks ,you know he is speaking from his heart.Always been there to make me laugh especially when I am not in mood.A different kind of love which need not be expressed but you automatically feel his presence. The way he calls you tells you after all that I do in my life there is someone who is there to take care of me.There is someone who says “its OK we can do it”.

It was one of those beautiful days when I met MY BRO. He is highly energitic, jovial, jocous, very very intelligent, does anything and everything for his people.He works like hell but always says “Kiddo Family First” .God knows how he can be there for everything and everyone. He is there at good times,he is there at bad times,He is there at time when I am sad and times when I am jumping,he is there in silence,he is there in restlessness. He is been with me emotionally and intellectually.A person who believes in me whatever I want to do.He says its your life, you define it.

 They are elder to me,they know when they have to hold onto me and when to let go.. People say, too much of love cripples a person.Yes it does but this time it is good things covering up the bad facets.

On this day of Rakhi,for the first time, not even 2 of us are together,All of us, sisters included are in different parts of this world.But I can feel them sitting right here in my hostel room. Everyone of them.Even my very naughty younger bro who played Holli with me in mid July. OK now he doesn’t do all that but he was very very naughty. I don’t know if it runs in my family that we respect relationships so much or is it the very nature of a relationship that binds you together for the ages to come..

Luv u all..Happy Rakhi. Di,Nani,Kannaih,shanthan,bro,harsha anna.

-Your Sister.

3 hrs of sleep daily,quizzess, assignments and group works.That my life at Spjain. It was quite different for the pat 1 week ,why and how would be another update .. My laptop is screwed, leading to a pile of unfinished updates.Hope to see them published as soon as possible ..

It was around 5 in the evening when we finally got up from group work.My stomach was growling as I dint have lunch that day.We went to Vrindavan hote to have some snacks.We placed our order and were looking at a bunch of people playing tumbola game. Thats when I noticed a cat meowing and moving around the chairs.It was looking for food.

Cats are very intelligent. It had a sad face and was looking straight into the eyes of any one who had food in their plates.When it noticed me taking pics,it slowly moved towards me and started doing everyhing it can to impress me.Slowly and quite innocently, it started climbing onto my lap.At times it walked away as it understood it was at the wrong table.In the game that I and the cat played trying to get each others attention, I clicked some pictures from my Nokia E51 mobile. And of all the pictures I like this one. Look at the cat.It sat there as obediently as I can expect and at the same time reminding me that its waiting for its share..

I have never been to Mumbai and was imagining a metropolitan modern city with all the flashy mirrored buildings, widened roads, new look of the city which is way ahead of Hyderabad.. The presumption is wrong and research undone . Mumbai is an Old city at least Andheri is. Loads of people around, very humid and sultry, very very costly, traffic jams, hmm well that’s my first impression and I  am sure many more mixed impressions are adding to it but this time with an experience and feel of the place..

16th June 2008: I stepped into Mumbai for the first time in my life .It was 5.00 am and I was at Dadar  railway station. On my way to the hotel, I kept looking out, it was quite silent around and had a feeling that the city is still ahead. I could get a glance of the well-known Dharavi slum which I hope I will get to visit in the months to come.

Though 17th was the hostel check in date, I couldn’t stop myself from visiting the campus.. So I started off to the campus with my parents. When I walked through the main gate, there were bunch of school kids chatting  in Hindi and enjoying themselves unaware of the heat. I was sweating badly..

Too many people around, scorching heat and adding to it was the dry and parched trees.. I still walked ahead eager to see the board which says “SPjain”..

I then found out that its a very small block in the whole campus. I was shocked. As I expected its not a huge seperate blok but is a small inconspicuous part of Bhavan’s  Campus.

Hostel once again dint match my expectations..The bright side was I got a twin sharing room though triple had more facilities .

I am sure what was fueling the fire inside my heart was the heat outside. Everything looked grey with such an atmosphere. The heat and humidity was getting me on my nerves. It was very difficult to sleep as you get wet in sweat when you lie down.

18th june 2008: First day in Spjain.. Things started settling in.. The best part of Induction program was  the halo that got generated by the presence of Spjain family. It was an awaited feeling which made me feel very good.

From that time I just don’t know how days passed by: Classes, assignments, group works, new friends, hostel food, late night studies, quizzes . . . Its a different experience being here..

Spjain gives lot of importance to teaching and learning methodologies. I have never seen an institute which predominantly believes in imparting education than teaching. Amazing lectures and completely new perspectives.  It’s so true that “What is inside is important than what is seen outside”. Being in here for 10 days now, I started to feel this place and I don’t think I care for all those facilities I initially wanted. As what is there is what we need and as rightly said we don’t have time for many things. Though  I still would have loved having all of them

End of June in Mumbai: My prayers are answered.. Its pouring down here.. Though sticky and muddy, I started liking the rains as they bring in cool breeze..It’s very soothing and pleasant. And finally I got a new number.. My persistent effort to get an Airtel card worked out..Yeaaahhh!!!!

Right now I am at the library posting this entry. Not sure when I would get a chance again!! Dates on the calendar might show the realistic time but I am sure what my clock and calendar would say..

 SPJain server was down for almost 10 min by then.. I Kept looking at the view  ouside the window.Slowly my eyes drifted towards the drawing stuff  lying on the desk .And so I sat to drawing but knew that I have to finsh it as fast as I can..I still had loads to study.

So started drawing with one intention in mind that I am going to use free hand and very less eraser. Many a times, I directly used charcoal pencil.

The outcome is quite visible : messed up with my  own picture .. But I am happy, I could atleast draw something in an hour and mould the mistakes too..I dint have time to concentrate on the face.. So messed up with the features again .. Poor me..