I'm broke and I'm Happy about it

I'm just like any other person .. I don't like my purse empty..Oh no I'm not stingy ...Anyway let's not get into that debate...

My day started off like this...Got up quite early by my standards and just imagine, I had to catch three buses to reach my computer class...Having waited in the bus stop for nearly an hour I really lost my cool...So just caught some bus and got down halfway...To my misfortune the bus was a deluxe one ...So that means loosening my purse strings...grrrr...Again waiting, waiting , waiting.....for the share auto...Predictably no share auto ....It was already 9:00 and I knew my class would've started....So cursing everything from MTC buses to Java language , I had to spend 40 rs for an auto to reach my class...Another anit-climax...The class was to start at 9:30..
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Now after the return journey I was left with only 30 bucks..As soon as I got off the bus , I saw this elaneer (tender coconut) shop...So spent 20 rs to buy one... Just when I was enjoying every drop of my elaneer , this old lady near me fainted ..well sort of .. She lost her balance and fell down...She looked really old and withered .. The only few paisas that she had were scattered here and there....I helped her get to her feet...Then she said with this miserable tone "பழம் சாப்டனும்நு ரூபா கொண்டு வந்தேன் மா "... I'd never seen anything so pitiful... asked her if she needed any money but she was so hesitant..Still , I opened my purse to see just one 10 rupee note tightly squeezed in between the leather... She had 5 rupees and I had 10 .. So I bought her an elaneer..I left the shop immediately.. I didn't stay to see the relief in her face but I knew that I'had made someone happy..

Even though it was just 10 bucks , I felt really happy... My crappy day seemed to have atleast one wonderful moment...You know that moment is just priceless....The joy of giving ... Once you've tasted that fruit you'll never want to let go of it...


I walked home with an empty purse.. I was broke and completely happy about it....

Mr and Mrs Spiderman?

I'm not curious about who chand and sultana are nor am i gonna grumble about graffiti in tourists' attraction.. but one thing about this photo made me think seriously.. How did these people manage to write on the ceiling of this height? I guess Chand and Sultana are Mr and Mrs spiderman!?!

Officially a senior!!! Hurray!

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I just got my results today ... Oh no don't ask my grades .....The point is, I'm officially a SENIOR!! It's been a memorable year for me .. I'm just gonna summarize this year in this post (which is of course a very hard thing for me to do considering I have to restrain myself from using excessive alsos , anyways and buts)..Okay here I go...

My college started on the 11th of September... Now that's one date easy to remember..My dad accompanied me to the induction programme .. Usually people get anxious about getting accustomed to the new people and college environment.. But there I was dreading to travel in college bus .. I have this motion sickness thing ... But miraculously now I enjoy my bus rides to the fullest.. In my first day bus journey I met this friend who remains to be one of my close friends till date...Hmmm..Anyway , my entire family came to my bus stop ..*Cheesy Mommy-Daddy-Sissy sentiment song*.. Speaking of my first impression of the college , it was a mini-DAV.. I dunno if it was because most of my friends were in the same group of colleges as mine or because the chief guest panel were as boring as the ones that come to my school independence day functions...


So that's it... nothing much about the first day..And then comes the second day.. It was really fine.. More than anything I was so happy about the fact that there 'are' people shorter than me in my college.. That cheered me up.. I was all this over-dressed kid in the college.. (and I still am ).. I hate to say this but during my 1st semester , in the words of Severes Snape I was an Insufferable Know-it-all... .. Okay okay enough about me .. My teachers .. They were a bit of an anti-climax.. Having grown up listening to my sister's snooty-old- professor stories I was really taken aback to see that almost all my teachers were very young ...In fact they were more or less my sister's age...

Now I must definitely say this .. College life is diametrically opposite to school life... For once it was good to enjoy the freedom ... And meeting different kinds of people was altogether a very very different experience..I've never seen these many kinds of people , all under a single roof....At first my friends said that I was a really shy , reserved and calm girl and a bit of a pazham.. Some even insisted me to be a little more open and social.. But I think they regret it coz I've turned into a fully grown chatterbox...Anyway apart from having fun with all my friends I also had some bitter moments... I understood this philosophy that people are not always what they seem to be..For one thing the person whom I believed to be a good friend betrayed me ...It hit me very hard ....*sigh*

Really , sharing lunch , nicknames for teachers , treats for silly stuffs, little fights , hi-fi outings with a very low budget (I will never forget my Skywalk trip with my friends....We were broke .. Just had money enough just to buy cool drinks...but it was fun), the long wait for results and so on...I've had my share of a very good start...All in all my first year was like a tamil masala movie..