Simple things can mean a lot

Have you ever lost something you loved and got it back just when you were thinking "it's over..that's it.."... Life proves it at a lot of instances. One of God's weird ways of asking you to hang on and keep believing... Many a times, I've got that one "timing" message from someone I wouldn't have even bothered keeping in touch with. It would be strange, that someone who's just an acquaintance can send you a forward which comes right in time, just when you start the "i'm a loser" slogan. The forward fits like a glove... and everytime something like this happens, I thank "that acquaintance" and God for sending me that message. God speaks to you in weird ways...It's true. Whatever has to happen will happen... Maktub - it's written :) The entire point in me missing a CSK (IPL) match, to blog something about "maktub", "God" and all this is because I found a ring which I lost a few months back. I was studying and I remember removing it for a while. And hours later, I realized it was gone. I had lost it. I believe in Maktub, Luck and all that . I value sentiments and the lost ring left me brooding for days... You might ask "You believe in destiny..Then why believe in luck? ".. I know its logically lame to believe in two contradictory things. The point is, I also believe that everyday, you have the chance to change your life. It is written. But God wrote different chapters for each instant. And it all lies in the "choice" you make.( As understood after reading one of Paulo Coelho's book. It made a lot of sense to me :) ) What you choose, is what you become. How do you make the right choice then? This is where, "luck" comes into the picture. According to me, luck and destiny go hand in hand because God writes more than one chapter for every instant which demands your attention. I don't know if I'm right. It might sound far fetched but as long as I have something to believe in, to keep my conscience perfect, I'm happy :)
The things I lost and got back are really small. At a quick glance, it will not even be close to the "I" of important. But these are things which have their own story. They are in my life for some reason . And the more and more you explore about such "trivial" things, which you "happen to" take for granted, the more you understand about the simplicity of life and the way things happen as per schedule, as decided. Again, my God rocks :) In my blog, my God is the best Biotechnologist, the best Scientist and what not, the best of "every -ist" ;) Here are those trivial things to which I have add-ons attached :)

"Whoever you are, or whatever it is that you do, when you really want something, that desire originated in the Soul of the Universe.

And, when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it "

- The Alchemist



P.S :
This morning, when I was in the "philosophising" mood, I was thinking about why I have never read anything from the Quran. I have read verses from the Bible and I have an idea about the Vedas too, to a small extent. But not even once have I seen or read any verses from the Quran. It was just a speculation. I dismissed the thought soon after. And today, I was searching for a "finale" for the post. I typed "destiny + Paulo Coelho" on google and thats when I found the words of wisdom quoted above. Adding to my delight was that in the same site, I found two things which really made all the sense in the world to me.

1. Call to the way of your Lord with wisdom and beautiful exhortation, and reason with them in the gracious way" (Quran 16:125)
Now you know why it made sense ?! :D

2. When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky"
(The Buddha)

:-) :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)
[Hear ! Hear ! ]

Crack this :) :)

Crack this people...

Post the answers in the comment section.. Lets see how many can guess them all right.

Killing time... n patience...! ;)

Why I hate abbreviated SMS's

SMS - Short Message Service (SMS) is a communication service standardized in the GSM mobile communication system, using standardized communications protocols allowing the interchange of short text messages between mobile telephone devices. Like all complicated definitions for the simplest, "take- it- for- granted" things in life, Wikipedia baffles me with this complicated definition for every youth's birthright - SMS. Well, now that I've got the satisfaction of atleast knowing the "definition" (*duh!*) , I'll get into what really drives me crazy when it comes to an "abbreviated SMS lingo". Let me cite my frustration with an example.
SMS-er 1 : Hi
SMS-er 2 : Hi!
SMS-er 1 : Wassup?
SMS-er 2: Ntn ...
SMS-er 1 : Huh! Ok ttyl
SMS-er 2: k...





SMS-er 3 : hey you know what! You'll go crazy if I tell you this.. I 've got an admit in "!@!#!$%%%#@%" [ Translated as an "A" Grade University] with assistantship...!!!!!! :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) :) [ Author's note : The poor soul would have flooded the msg with 10 smilies expecting something more than a mere "monosyllable" from a close buddy - SMSer-4 and here's what she gets]

SMS-er 4 : K...


With the help of the SMS-er's 1,2,3,4 I guess I have made my point. These are conversations which have happened in everyone's life.. But why do I find it hard to digest ? Wait a minute...! I guess I din't complete the picture.. The frustration about the above messages is not about the insensitive feeling of SMS-er 4 nor the aloofness of SMS-er 2 ! It's got more to do with the phenomenal reason for this post - The Abbreviated SMS's. Particularly from SMS-er 4 . The K followed by three dots - meant to represent Okay. Well..as a lover of the language, I wish the SMS-er had spent some time for adding an O, cutting short on the dots ! ! To get it straight, OK is itself a short form, an SMS lingo for Okay... But the abbreviation for this lingo which already is a short form drives me nuts. Thou shalst argue that that's what SMS's are for...To make communication simple and faster. But my plight is that sometimes the "K" sounds ruder than it was meant to be... It is quite understandable that the SMS-er is in a wreck with no time for typing long replies. Still, if there was time to type in three dots in a row, then there should've been time for an "O" ... Even more funnier is the ones who reply with "OK k"... These are the ones who have mixed feelings about this entire "lingo" scenario. Poor ones they are..They can't pick between the two and hence end up making the reply a combination of both the forms of OKAY... :) A ratiocinated person would think "OKAY" alone would've conveyed the message ... :) Well...that's all I got to say about the secondary abbreviations which might not be of grave importance in comparison to the other gruesome things which rule the world... But to reach the big ones, you got to start from the small ones..My plight is one such... :) I'm trying to make this world a better place by starting at something which is of least importance or even worse not even acknowledged by any... Now..I know your laughing or "rotfl" ...Hahaha ...wipe that smile off your face and leave a comment! :) :) :)

The very bored and scared of getting into "writer's block" Sowmya signs off now..
Adieu!
TTYL ;) :) :) ;) :p

Note : For those divine beings who couldn't catch up with TTYL ...its the "abbreviation" for "talk to you later" ... ! :) :) :) :)

Here’s to the crazy ones.
The misfits...The rebels....The troublemakers.
The round pegs in the square holes.
The ones who see things differently.

They’re not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.

You can praise them, disagree with them, quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can’t do is ignore them.

Because they change things.

They invent...They imagine...They heal.
They explore...They create...They inspire.

They push the human race forward.

Maybe they have to be crazy.
How else can you stare at an empty canvas and see a work of art?
Or sit in silence and hear a song that’s never been written?
Or gaze at a red planet and see a laboratory on wheels?

We make tools for these kinds of people.

While some see them as the crazy ones,
we see genius.

Because the people who are crazy enough to think
they can change the world, are the ones who do.
( And I say - Hear! Hear! ;) )

- "Think Different" , Apple Computers

Juno scores 10 on 10

The very first time I heard the name "Juno" , I thought it sounded very unique. It was Dominica who suggested  this movie. I have this habbit of asking people to shut up when they start discussing a movie I haven't seen. Just my way of preventing them from blurting out the "entire story in 4 lines"... Hence I was thrusted with just a gist of the movie. The story revolves around a teenager who gets pregnant and its all about how she faces it. The moment I heard this, I labelled it a "must-watch" movie. I wasn't surprised when Domi told me that this movie has won the Academy award for Best original screenplay in '07 and has earned three Oscar nominations. Expecting a very serious and emotionally challenging movie in store, I settled down with a cup of coffee, propped comfortably on a cushion. The title soundtrack was really different and it somehow seemed to challenge my thoughts of the movie to be an emotional roller-coaster. Sixteen year old Juno discovers that she is pregnant with a child fathered by her friend and admirer Paulie Bleeker. She decides to confess to her parents about her unplanned pregnancy. Unlike "our movies", her parents take it well and agree to her decision of giving the child for adoption. The best thing about the movie is that "it proved me wrong" all the way till the end. It was unexpectedly funny and it had a feeling of wry humour which I thoroughly enjoyed. The dialogues were amazing. Every character had its own "punch" . The movie dealt with complicated things like Pregnancy and Abortion in the most sophisticated way possible, like it was "child's play"! The scene where Juno tries approaching an abortion centre where she meets one of her classmates holding placards against abortion was touching. Juno then decides to find a decent couple for her child. Aided by her friend, Leah, she finds an advertisement in "Pennysaver" where she comes to know of one such decent couple - Mark and Vanessa. Another brilliantly shot scene in the movie is the one at the mall where Vanessa experiences or rather  feels the baby in Juno's womb. It again came as a surprise to me that everyone around were good people. There was not a hint of "villainism", "emotional mockery" or anything which happens in any other "sentiment" portraying movie. All the roles had their say, well characterised with extremely witty lines. Juno has a stepmom, she is pregnant, goes to school covering her "planet" (that's how she calls it) with a normal T-shirt, looking extremely odd and out of place. But this package didn't have the "step-mom cruelty", the "peer pressure", "raw comments" or anything that would bring your eyebrows together. That is something I had to appreciate in the movie. It was portrayed in the best of spirits and it felt more like a happy go-lucky sort of movie to me. No raw sentiments or emotional rigmarole and somehow, even if I accepted defeat in the end, it gave me the satisfaction of having spent my time on a good movie. Paulie Bleeker makes you wonder how he had the guts to actually do it. Well, from the looks of him in the movie, he is portayed as a shy person who romances with his books and goes running every morning wearing a skimpy outfit. He is so kiddish and contrasts Juno's bold feminist character. The chemistry they shared (did they?) was a real point blank statement complementing the line "L o v e simply is ..." On the whole, though I saw it pretty late, I'm glad I saw it atleast now. It does leave an impact on you - good one or bad one is left to your judgement but you better watch it. It's worth the risk...Trust me ! :)

Diwaliiiii~~~!!~!~!~!~!

Diwali is in. And the only "most happening thing is the variety of sweets Mom made this time, and the variety of programmes on the Idiot Box, to keep the oldies occupied. My dad, a hard core fan of debates in any channel and any time, took pleasure in evading me from watching "darling Maddy's " interview. Forgive them all, I thought, but never forget! :P That's when I thought, about Diwali. I am against a lot of things, as you all would have surmised by now. So one of my "Seasonal" , go-against-this attitude is towards crackers. So having lost in the war of programming (watching actually ;)), I decided to give a stroke here and there, by opening MS Paint and just painting, whatever I thought...Lot's of things were running through my head, as usual. But at that moment of opening MS Paint, it was the festive attraction - Crackers. :D :D :D :D

Well...So the pic says it all ?!! :) :) :)
Hope You all Had a great Diwali...And you (didn't) have a blast! ;) hehe! Cheers!!!

Note :
I'm bored of controversies..............!

Escalophobia!

“Slowness to change usually means fear of the new.”

-Philip Crosby

Escalophobia - My fear of escalators ! I've always wanted to come out of the uneasiness of "gliding" on an escalator. I usually "esss" (escape) when there is an escalator, taking every tortuous path possible. Anything but an "escalator"! ! Why is it so hard for me, when I'll have to face it anyway at some point of life ? Well, like how a kid listens to you and obediently has food, at the mention of a "non-existent", daddy-made , blanket covered, one eyed , child snatching character, my fear of escalators is psychological too. I guess I was around 14, when we had star movies, HBO etc without the "angel-set-top-box!" . Those were the times, when any movie , anytime, me and my bro would watch (provided that our folks were still at work ;-) )There was this movie on HBO about a man with a kid and a step mom who is actually a witch in disguise. She wants the kid out of her way, to have the man all to herself. The kid is a teenager and she goes to a mall, to freak out with her friends. The witch decides to finish her off. She starts chanting inexplicable spells, while still at home. Like every other mall, the one in concern has the "hero" of this post - an escalator! *grrr* The girl, along with a bunch of mates, takes the escalator. Suddenly her shoe lace unwinds. There is an appropriate background score, hinting us that something important is coming up and hence "Stay put!" and have control over all the other senses and be deaf to "nature's calls" ;-)) The girl just happens to notice it, while the escalator has started moving. She makes an attempt to bend down to tie it. Exactly at this moment, the angles shift, a spin of the camera brings to us, the witch at her best mystic attire possible! She is in deep meditation. She keeps uttering incomprehensible spells, making us wonder about the girl instead, inquisitively wondering if she had finished tying the shoe lace by now. By all the laws of Science and as per the Theory of Logic, the girl should have finished the job by now. But since the director wants us to just "assume" that things are happening in parallel (the witch chanting and the girl bending ;-)) we are forced to forget the laws of Science . Instead, we start concentrating on the "little" of the camera tricks that the director displays, showing us the witch, her mouth, the girl - in several stages of bending down . Another loud cry, indicating that the bend has now become a "bent" - complete. We silently applaud in the mind's eye.The witch throws some powder, instantaneously the girl's chain gets caught in the steps of the escalator when she has just finished the job and is about to raise. And in one shot, she is strangled to death. Any ratiocinator would thank the "holy God" for giving the director the sense for avoiding the depiction of this process in the previously adopted strategy for showing the girl trying to tie an unwound shoelace, in a million steps and a zillion shots !! Finally,a grotesque figure "glides" to the destination. Ever since, I've had this fear for the "E's"!(Bored of typing the entire spelling). I know there is no witch in my life. Forget the step-mom! I know its dumb to be scared of it. And I know it can never happen, if I don't wear shoes. :P Clever ain't I? ;-) And if I hang on to the railing by the side. And if I am busy, chatting away or staring at the person ahead or holding hands with someone and if I just don't think about the movie at all . . . But still... what is the use of knowing all this? What is the use of even blogging about this ? Because, when it comes to reality, when it comes to standing face-to-face with the E!(lazy again!), I 'm far from all reasoning. My brain refuses to conjure up all this theory I've typed so far. A microsecond back, I might have thought I was just acting silly, and allowed my friends to compel me into the "ultimatum". But when I'm just about to do it, pop goes all my decision making. All my logical reasoning abilities go null. I become a loser in microseconds, not able to think, not able to stick to the decision made(though not by me! :P). I'm blank, staring at the E, wondering if I'll ever get over it at all?! And all I do is... turn around in search of the label "Stairs..This way ---> " and again "Pop goes the weasel" .. ~!~!~!

Note :
If you haven't noticed till here, Thank you. If you are just about to notice, Hang on !!! Yeah, I haven't said the name of the movie. That's because I don't know. I' m not even promising that I'll do some research and find out and update the post again. So please assume its some "X" or to make it more like a horror movie "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" !! (SJ SURYA, on his way to hit me for partial plagiarism.! God save my blog!! !! :-) :-)

Catatonic Poetry!?!

Make way...fast!!!Another poem on its way...! I promise nothing in this post. This was something which was born when I was typing an SMS to a friend of mine . I do not know why, but my mind just conjured up this line "Falling in love with a broken dream". As I was typing this, as an SMS, just to share it and amuse about it with a friend, I couldn't stop my fingers. The typing went on, like I was in a trance, for a few more lines, and alas! - a poem was born (or atleast :D I call it one! :P :D)...Here goes...
*Sheepish look on her face, still musing about that "one" line, wondering if she is increasing the probability of people thinking she was really insane, or rather, proving it that very minute...Hmmm .. she sighs...but still..who cares?!? adding a "who isn't?" to it, she goes on to post it, anyway...!*

While in a Trance

I fell in love with a broken dream...
Though it may all seem, as though
Things are the way, they've always been...
I still regret my fall, big time, for...
It's the one which happened just in time...
I refuse to cry, believing that my eyes are pretty dry...
I fell in love with a broken dream...
And it just isn't what it seems...


-S()mS!E :)