The Miser Girl from my Place

I was also a miser before things changed for me, and there is nothing wrong to be one. Only thing that is wrong is to hear from people close to you that you are a miser and they tell you this several times, which they think is going to create some change in you. This is a false assumption guys ! This literally has no effect on misers, so stop wasting your energy in making them listen to you. Misers think differently from normal people, they always have a normal question in their mind “ Is this necessary in comparison with the cost “, they always love to hear two words “DISCOUNT” and “FREE” and they don’t stop until they get in inside a price range they are looking for. The miser girl I met and became close to is something close to the meaning of a miser, but I like the miserism that she follows. 

Miserism is not something which would not be changed, it just takes for people sometime to think over and wait for the change to happen to them. It might be a situation, it might be an accident, it might be a moment which changes your attitude towards the so called miserism. Well my friend Jenny like all other miser, was not ready to accept her miserism. Let me tell you, still I don’t know why I want the word to be written like this or present like this for all the readers, but I just love too. This girl is just amazing, she is just beautiful in her heart and her mouth is not having any rest… well you might think its because of her eating too much but no she just talks too much, but its so good to listen to everything she says. You are not bored and you don’t find any different between a miser and a common person like her until she unveils her true self. 

The talks with her is just amazing and she is someone you can definitely have a coffee or tea with but she like tea more. The moment she starts talking about the products she has to buy, or the rent of the house she pays, or the quantity of the product (including the tea we will be having) even if it would be enough, she won’t leave the chance to say it does not worth the money. No one can win in her comparison with price. The job she is doing was perfect for her (Banker), but she would have made a damn good accountant. I learned from her the unnecessary spends I have been making could have been put into more important use. I realised how important it is to have a friend like Jenny to understand the importance and real value of money even after being an economist or an analyst.  I just love to be around this miser girl from my place.

The Expectedly Unexpected Girl on the Train

Few travels are memories for your entire life. One such would be the journey that I had on 14th of Oct, 2018. I just love to travel by train and if it is in the Indian railways its awesome, you get to explore different behavioural patterns of the people around you and their culture, but you have to observe and keep your sensory organs active all the time. This is why I like to travel by train. Usually the train does not have a record of coming and leaving on time. Thus it was again a wait for 2 hrs extra for me and my sweet dad who stood with me waiting for the train (He usually comes to drop me at the station). And just as my eyes searched around for any know faces I found one I knew in the right corner of the platform from where I stood. A very familiar face and someone I knew stood with patience in her eyes(attractive). It was just a fraction few seconds that the train announcement was made by the same old lady. I was in S4 Coach and just rushed in to keep my luggage and come back to talk to my dad till the train starts its journey. I got 5 mins to bid adieu to my dad gave him a hug and as the train started with its huge metallic wheels rolling I jumped in and captured my seat. 

I had a friend of mine to get in from Thrissur and I had already informed her about the latency issue the train is facing currently. She made her travel arrangements accordingly. The train reached tripunithura station(most silent station on the way to Chennai), by this time I made a friendly connection with the family in my compartment. The old man in his sixties, his wife and his two daughters were the others in my compartment. He told me about his profession and briefed about the history about how he came for his son's marriage and were going back. As the train moved on and was nearing the next station people in my compartment started moving out.  It was one of the major stations on the way ernakulam station, most people boarded their trains from here. And you can image what would have happened. All the vacant seats in my coach filled with human beings. The time was around 8:00 pm when it felt the station. Just after two stations angamaly and aluva I got a call from my friend who will be boarding from thrissur that "can you please go to S5 coach, Anjali has lost her phone" at first there was a communication gap and my ears could not hear register what my friend told me, but slowly it did receive the information. I kept my phone and straight away went to S5 coach.

Reaching S5 Coach I could see the entire crowd including police(two constables), TTE and other people around the different compartments. I just squeezed myself through the crowd i had in front of me. Managing myself through this, I could see a girl with her eyes filled with tears and just blank in her mind puzzled with everything around her. She wore a white dress like an angel with dotted blues. She looked at me with tears still on her eyes. She has lost her phone and that was not just a phone to her, it was something emotionally attached to her, something her dad gave her. She got some relief after seeing me ( I hope so). and gathered her strength and know the police called her to give out the informations regarding her phone and how it was lost. After mentioning about the culprit who could have taken her phone, they made the people to be vigilant about their things. 

By the time everyone left my friend from Thrissur boarded the train and after keeping her luggage on her seat came to S5 coach where we were still there consoling her. My friend, me and Jessy( the girl who was with Angali) along with Angali sat then she started describing the entire story of what exactly happened. Finally we came into a conclusion that the person who sat opposite to her (who might have got down at Angamali or Aluva) might have taken her phone. Angali thinks and still thinks that he might have been a tantric or mantravadhi and he might have taken the phone by magic. I got to know her more and how delicate she was. She was saying the same things over and over again. Slowly her sorrow mood was changed into enjoyment and entertainment. We started cracking jokes on her. My ultimate aim was to change her mood. She doubted everyone on her compartment. She had her special doubts on the old man sitting next to her saying " Puli ano ine ende phone eduthe " , and that poor old man in his sixties looked even tired to take the phone and run, this thought made me laugh inside. In between this Angali took us (me and Jessy) for a tour to find out whether we can find the tantric who took her phone. We started from S5 and searched till S13 to find the person in white shirt. Thou we knew it was not possible to find the person, it was for her satisfaction we did go for a search. 

As time passed Angali started forgetting things and her tension now reduced but, still had fear to call her dad, she called her mom and sister and informed them about the phone loss. Angali was homely, cute and sweet too. Me and my friend sat with her till she went for sleep. I knew she could not sleep but we wanted her to and we knew it could help her at that particular point of time...

Mysteries in life are things that are meant to happen and the only question is did you find it out or not, so don't run away from mysteries just face it. Angali is normal again after she bought her new phone and happy to see her selfies back again on her phone.... 

My Teachers ( HAPPY TEACHERS DAY)

You taught us letters and words
You taught us to communicate,
You gave us Strength to fight adharma ,
Taught us the real meaning of wisdom !!!

You taught us to Create,
You taught us to Innovate,
You taught us to use the compass,
You taught us to use the scale of truth !!!

Your presence made me Happy, But!!
I couldn't tell you how much i loved you,
Neither did i thank you,
Still you didn't complaint,
You felt proud on our victories !!!
But never made us feel over-confident,
Because you knew we had miles and miles to go,
Before we Sleep...!!!

May you live long and Teach generations to come,
So that they could take responsibilities and Solve problems,
So that they could stand and say " Proud to be a Student GURU JI" !!!!

HAPPY TEACHERS DAY !!!!

Emotions of a Teacher !!!!

When you get out in academics,
Emotions of a Teacher come OUT!!!,
When You get out in Assignments,
Emotions of a Teacher come OUT!!!,


When they hurt you by their words,
Emotions of a Teacher come OUT!!!,
When they hurt you by their Humour,
Emotions of a Teacher come OUT!!!,

But, When you get OUT in Life,
Emotions of a Teacher comes Back!!!,
Because they simply love you!!!....
I LOVE MY GURU!!!

Thinking Makes You Sick Sometime

My Teacher has told me to Think,

Think in a positive way and find the answers,

Think the right way which is accurate,

Think the right thing at the right time.

But, I couldn't because It made Me Sick,

Thinking was easy but not crazy,

Thinking was cute but not Mad,

Then what is the use of thinking if its not crazy and mad.

Thoughts may come in between but ,

The actual thinking starts when you face HIM,

'HIM' the problem...

GET INTO PROBLEMS.....!!!

Trust "ME" PleaZ!!!!!!

You saw me as a stranger,

A stranger of a lower degree,

But, your eyes looked for me!

Why ??

There was this soft eye,

filled with the layer of deception,

But, your eyes looked for me!

Why??

I didn't find Trust in your eyes,

I didn't felt like a stranger!!

But, your eyes still looked for me!

Why??

There was a Question,

Question you asked your self,

Why?,Still your eyes looked for me!!!

Why??

 

Don't Fight With Me!!!

You made me think twice!!! 

Before the shadows of truth came,

Before the thunder of happiness came,

You always fought with Me!!

Even if there was no reason to fight,

You seemed to love fighting with me,

You seemed to laugh at me,

My inner self never tolerated that,

And I reacted back!!! !! 

Your seemed to be Happy, 

But it was really sad and unhappy with me!!

It made me think I lost something,

It made me cry ....!!!

Still you fought with me...

And I know you will countinue,

Until you know how much it hurts me,

But, i questioned my inner self "Why"

"why should you stop fighting with me?"

Without which i am incomplete,

Your fighting with me, makes me realize,

You Have me and I have You!!

In Storm and Sadness ...

Please Fight with ME!!!