dreamland

For a person like me who has lived a totally secured life even a small excitement is equal to an adventure. And that’s how I see that night, which I call adventurous night. It was 24th February. I and two of my hostel friends (Shilpa & Krishna) had gone to tirupur to attend a friend’s wedding. Our train was to leave at 1 p.m. from tirupur station and reach Chennai by 9 p.m. So after attending the marriage, we three went to station and found that the train was 1 hour late. Now that meant that we couldn’t reach hostel by 10 p .m. (the time we are supposed to be back in hostel!! We were so happy that first time we’ll be outside our campus after 10 p.m.J). The train actually came at 3p.m. only. The train journey was going on quite smoothly till around 9 p.m. when the avadi station came. The train stopped in avadi though it wasn’t actually a stop. After 10 minutes of stop, all the passengers were wondering why we have stopped here for long time. After 20 -25 minutes, an announcement ca

People who conduct parties or some sort of get-together regularly wouldn’t be facing preparation problems. But what about those who keep it once in a while (when I say while, it means gap of maybe even more than 10 years :D) ? Such a situation rose a few days ago in my house. Though still the planning and preparations is yet to be finalized but I would just like to tell this particular incident. The get-together has to be organized on request of a family friend (Mr. N) who is visiting Bhilai along with his wife, daughter and son-in-law. His daughter and son-in-law are coming to Bhilai first time, after their wedding two years back. So Mr. N wants a small get-together with few families (still staying in Bhilai) whom his family knows. This get-together has to be arranged by my appa and Mr. S. So, Mr. and Mrs. S had come home to discuss about the preparation with my appa, amma. I and my brother were also present during this discussion. The discussion starts – The first point was to list t

My relationship with Carnatic music has been of ambivalent nature. As a kid I was very much interested in dancing. When I was in KG1 & KG2, I used to dance on my own in verandah in my house. I do not know whether I was good at it or not, but then I didn’t care because I was enjoying myself. Seeing my interest in dance, my parents decided to let me go into dance class. Simultaneously they enrolled me (and my brother also started coming with me) into carnatic music, thinking it’ll help me for my dance. Initially I didn’t bother about music classes as I was more interested in dance and just went there to please my parents. But within one year my dance classes ended as the teacher was not good and there were no other proper dance teachers. I was totally dejected and disappointed. But my music classes continued. Now the whole point was that my interests were fully in dance and not in singing, due to which in a way I started hating music lessons. But then went for the classes till my 12t