July 05, 2019

COUNT YOUR BLESSINGS

BLESSINGS!!!!How often have we taken them for granted...amongst everything else in the world a healthy mind and a healthy body itself is a blessing....


I had an accident about 8 months back....at that time i was working in a corporate hospital doing 8hrs shift.. With the handing over and the other stuffs it would easily take 10hrs...that day i had morning shift...so i was pretty excited to go home coz i could have the day to myself...(rest all the days usually i was given afternoon shift which means i would reach home at 10...be dead tired sleep..wake up late morning and then hurry to work)...so that day my shift had ended...and i almost reached home...i was just a turn away from home...i just crossed a speed breaker (imagine how slow i cud have been since i just got off the speed breaker) and on going to the road that was just 50sec from my house...i saw a vehicle speeding like jet towards me...next thing i know is i was  thrown to the ground and to make it worse my activa fell on my leg....i was not in a position to think...but deep down...i was scared what the hell would have happened to my leg...it took quite a while for the on lookers to reach me.. They helped me up and i was pretty dizzy and was quite relieved to stand on my feet...but to my surprise my hand hurt quite a lot...i dint try to move it at the road...i was so very angry on the one who was responsible for that..Infact he hit the brake long back and i was in such a position...if he had hit me in the speed he was coming probably i wouldn't have existed now even...i was so angry...the crowd called my dad...they were arguing something...nobody had a thought to note his number...i just questioned him why the hell was he speeding like this inside a colony...the moron actually had not even apologized or helped to take the vehicle of me...then i walked home...on reaching home in a groggy state ...while trying to remove my helmet..it was then only i realized that my arm was broken...on reaching the hospital they told me that i had a hairline fracture of my radius and scaphoid bone...GOD knows how painful it is to move the fractured part to various positions to take the xray...then followed the cast putting scenario...amidst the pain .. still in the corner of my mind i felt relieved that it was a conservative management...after going home, during the pain i had flashbacks of the ortho ward..where the patients used to complain despite giving the painkiller injections...we were helpless then..then the next two days i spent so angrily questioning why it happened to me.....the unknown person who knocked me down..i felt very angry that i dont deserve to suffer all this for no bloody fault of mine ...y i hadn't started 5 minutes earlier or five minutes later this wouldn't have happened at all...bone pain is one of the worst forms of pain...even though only hairline fracture it was terrible...after a day or so..the plaster of paris powder started coming off...my fingers that got in touch with the powder was itching like hell...i thought 'oh no am i having an allergic reaction?'...i just literally wanted to rip open the cast..it was itching the whole night i couldnt sleep...next day i woke up thinking how good it would have been if all of it would have been a bad dream.NO IT WAS NOT A DREAM..after two days of my accident i had to return to duty coz there was shortage of duty doctors in that hospital(yes!!!!!it was an incredibly stupid decision)..i had made stupider decisions before but this could easily make to the top ten because i was with my cast....my patients often stared at the cast when i asked for their complaints or looked at me pitifully...some commented that they should wait for someone else etc....the FRUSTRATION WAS REAL..i couldn't even comb my hair myself...just imagine we cant do anything with one hand...more than the physical pain and the itching set off by the powder this was taking a toll on me mentally...i felt more alone than ever...i needed to talk to a someone all the time..IT IS THE TOUGH TIMES THAT SHOW WHO REALLY IS THERE FOR US!!....i felt that i was troubling my parents even more...at the hospital i needed the help of my patient attender to help me put my stethoscope...some patients were happily ready to help me compared to some of the nurses who acted indifferent..God knows why...then after going home i couldn't even open my food parcel till someone got home to help me....the frustration,the neediness,the self pity...the loneliness..i felt as though i was maimed though i knew it was only temporary....those were horrible days.....the worst was yet to come...two days after i had removed my POP that morning my parents had an accident...an over-speeding car knocked them down..they say they are lucky to be alive....this time i was completely shattered....my dad had minor injuries...but my mom sustained fracture in her foot...i knew what it was ...this time its not hairline fracture...but again i gasped thinking that the treatment is at least conservative....2018 could have easily been my worst year...i had lost my grandmother two months before my accident...

so before you drive hastily just think.... a persons life can be so much changed with a difference of your driving speed....you drive properly not just for your own safety....please drive keeping in mind the safety of others.....my intent of writing this post is to tell this message ...am sorry if i had been too cliche' or lamenting  much...but i just wrote whatever happened to me..so i couldnt help it...i had PTSD KIND of reaction for a long time on the road after the accident during driving...but now i drive very slowly...nd manage to spam everyone on the road with multiple horn sounds on the turning just to make sure u know!!!!!
REALLY STAYING HEALTHY ITSELF IS A BLESSING....IT SHOULD BE COUNTED
even now it feels so good to be typing with both hands....☺

"We Are Like This Only"- Seven Indianisms Every Writer Should Avoid

  Why do most of us go for Dan brown or Karin Slaughter when we have Chetan Bhagat or Preeti Shenoy to opt for?   We Indians are more adept in spinning fiction, penning down our views on any journal be it, mythology, philosophy, sci-fi or biographies.  Yet, there are certain stumbling blocks that bring down the standard of Indian authors in the world of readers.  Here is a list that every Indian writer looking forward for an international wide recognition should avoid, in the perspective of an avid reader.

    Face the reality:  Being brought up in a conserved society, when we look for a world full of strong minded and pragmatic people through the books we read, the extremely romantic and luvy-duvy stuff is not going to make us feel any better.  Romance when subtly expressed feels the best.

   Beware of the blurb: A blurb may look something trivial compared to the whole effort that you have put on writing the book.  But, it is something that hooks the reader to the book and provokes reading.  Make sure you keep it intimidating.

  Never quit reading:  Reveling in the light of fame forever on one’s best-selling book alone is not going to help.  Look forward for different ideas that would make your next book completely different from the previous one.  Else, you would end up repeating the same.

    Do some research: Once you get an idea for a book, get down on the field and do some research so that you get the facts right. Or else, your mystery thriller may turn out to be a superhero comic!

      Never plaigerize: Once the reader gets the notion that the storyline of the book is the same as some movie or book that he/she has read before, the person is going to lose interest in reading the book further.

     Brevity is the soul of wit: Knowing where exactly to be descriptive and where one should be brief and precise makes your book more likely to be read.  Also make sure the ends of your story ties up to avoid dissatisfied readers.

      Language matters:  Using regional languages at inappropriate places causes chaos as there are so many dialects within the same language in our country.

Making sure of these expectations from a reader will put you at ease while you write.   Best of luck to all young minds who wanna choose writing as their career.

Foodies...gonna try chicken?? BEWARE..

Foodies..gonna try chicken??  BEWARE…

Broiler chicken has become one of the most favorite recipes of non-vegetarian foodies. I too will be one among you all topping the list. But have we ever wondered how are these chicken reared? Is it really hygienic?  What are they fed with?  How do they gain weight so rapidly?

Of course..it is relatively cheap, easy to cook and readily available…. yet, there are some most depressing and dreadful facts that are still unknown to the masses.

Basically, broilers are less resistant to diseases unless they are vaccinated and fed with antibiotics regularly.  However, to increase the yield and promote rapid weight gain the chicks are fed with various antibiotics and growth promoters.  These chemicals are found to have adverse effects on human body when the meat is consumed.  It is also found that poultry that are grown using antibiotics and growth promoters can be contaminated with the antimicrobial and anti-parasitic drugs or pesticides used on farms.  The ingestion of these antimicrobials through broiler meat can cause antimicrobial-resistant bacteria to develop in humans.  As a result, so many antibiotic medicines have become ineffective in our human system. Prolonged consumption of the meat filled with antibiotics is found to damage liver, kidney and bone marrow.  There is also 50% chances for diseases such as bird flu being transmitted to humans.



  Women are more prone to the growth of a cyst in the womb.  The chances of early puberty in little girls has also become very high.  There has been an increased risk of breast cancer in women as well.


So..dear foodies..Think twice before grabbing a bite of chicken next time.

Sub conscious mind

              Mind is something that is virtual. Psychologists divide mind into three systems.

·        The consciousness mind

·         The subconscious mind or the preconscious mind

·         The unconscious mind 

 consciousness mind:

                  The consciousness mind  is your awareness at the present moment. You are aware of something on the outside as well as some specific mental functions happening on the inside. For example, you are aware of your environment, your breathing, or the chair that you are sitting on.

CBM project – Cold Blooded Monster project..Oops..sorry…Coal Bed Methane Project.

This write-up is about something that I came across and made me realize once more that a nation’s welfare is in the hands of every individual in it.

                   Let me first jot down what this CBM project is all about.  Methane is a by product of coal that is released during and after the process of mining.  This gas when extracted effectively can be used for vehicle refueling, electric power generation and in various industries such as fertilizers and in steel production.  There is a demo project currently being implemented in Sudamdih and Moonidih mines of BCCL, at Jharia coal field, Jarkhand.  Cool…isn’t it?!

                   One more great news…A company called Great Eastern Energy Corporation Ltd., based in Gurgaon, Haryana had got license to implement this project in Tamilnadu.  But where?? That is the tragic part..

                    License was provided to this company for extracting CBM through hydraulic fracturing method in Nagapattinam, Thanjavur and Thiruvarur, the regions constituting Kaveri River basin. 

A Journey of sorts

 Away from the noise, away from the heat,
Towards a place for which my heart doth beat,
Wherein the priceless unfound treasure lies,
I go, traversing under starry skies.

On a quest for answers not unraveled
To anyone but to those who have traveled,
Thirsting for that sense of awe and wonder,
I go past many a wall and border.

Seeking some peace and quiet, joy and sunshine,
Amongst flora and fauna, hills and brine,
For miracles and mysteries yet unseen,
I go places where rarely men have been.

And I’m sure this journey of mine, so dear,
Shall remove many a vain hope and fear,
Shall hitherto cleanse my soul, mend my heart,
Bring all that can’t be brought by science or art.

The Edison of India - G. D. Naidu

 Wikipedia has this to say about him:

G. D. Naidu (Gopalaswamy Doraiswamy Naidu (23 March 1893 – 4 January 1974) was an Indian inventor and engineer who is also referred to as the Edison of India.He is credited with the manufacture of the first electric motor in India. His contributions were primarily industrial but also span the fields of electrical, mechanical, agricultural (Hybrid cultivation) and automobile engineering. He had only primary education but excelled as a versatile genius.

 You can read the whole wikipedia article if you wanna know about this man... It says there he started philanthropic work after some years of his life and built colleges for engineering. But there is much more to the story said [which I heard from my parents]... You can call it "the word on the street".

India - The Most Extraordinary Country

This is a video we made a while back on India. It was for the exhibition actually. We put them in CDs and sold them. Now that's over, I uploaded it in youtube :)

Every Life is a Story to Learn From

Sometimes, a person's life is not just another life... It is a footprint, in the sands of time... A footprint that stands for the strength of the human spirit. It's a story, that reminds us that life is neither as simple nor as complex as it seems. Makes us wonder about how in spite of all that's beautiful in this world, we decide to squander it all for reasons too primitive to think about.

The Down-Side of Being Practial

Do you remember how you felt about things like world peace, environmental conservation, corruption and the rest of it when you were like, 5 years old?

When one asks a student in class 7 about corruption, the student will reply with elaborate answers on how wrong it is to give bribes, get bribes, etc. But when one asks a student of class 11, you get surprisingly different answers based more on "practicality". A 11th standard fellow would try to explain to you why corruption is inevitable in India if you want to survive.

Hello Again!

On behalf of everyone in the team, I would like to congratulate everyone in the team for successfully passing their higher secondary and oh, yeah... Special congrats to Naveena, Soma Sundari, Vidya and Anandavalli for doing the same with distinction. So now, it's goodbye school and hellooooo world!! :D

Blog Work's Put on Hold

Aren't they cute?

As our authors are suffering from the post-exams syndrome and are hunting down colleges with almost murderous rage [a.k.a 'kolaveri'], anyone who happens to stumble across this blog, please note that the blog work is being put on a hold for the time being and will be continued once all of us burst into some college and finally settle down.

Thank you.

For no sane reason except that tomorrow is May 1st, we end this announcement with the song 'First of May':

Surviving the Twelfth - Problems at School

School, they say is like a second home. Maybe that's why it can be as painful as one's family during exams. I was going through a few websites while I came across this one: Why do I hate School. I can't help but feel that though the article is barely reasonable or logical, it still tells certain uncomfortable truths. That there are kids who absolutely hate school and it might not entirely be their fault, is a frightening aspect. But then, there are the nice kids who actually love school, but the school just doesn't seem to love them that much. This can be a huge drawback.

Surviving the Twelfth - Problems At Home

Everyone expects it to be tough. But no one expects to break down in the middle of it. Well, it happens and so, I'm here to put forward a student's opinion as to why "Studying is not easy"... Especially, when that's your prime objective, like in the 10th and 12th classes.

What’s Common To… Citizens & Xerophytes?

Do you know what is common between citizens and xerophytes? Well, it’s an awful comparison, but I couldn’t help noticing the similarities between them with respect to just one aspect.

A School Exhibition Using Recycled Products & More

After about 5 months of planning and running from one department of the school to another, we succeeded in setting up the exhibition of our dreams. It was on the 5th of September this year [had to rack my brains to remember... It seems so long ago that I almost forgot] and despite all the drama, tears, sweats, heated moments and panic attacks, it was the finest day we had in many months.

Taken at Home... Cameras not allowed in School :(

Our Class Presentation [12th Std.]: Short skit: Indians in India & Indians abroad

Our Class Presentation [12th Std.]: Short skit: Indians in India & Indians abroad

 

Karthiga: It’s a beautiful morning and we, the students of 12A are here to give you our class presentation. My friends have put together a skit that has a message they wish to share with all of us. It’s all about how we Indians are in India and how we are in a developed, foreign country. Over to Naveena.

NAVEENA Thanks Karthiga.  Indians in India and Indians Abroad. Indians abroad. Suresh and his friends walk by. [SCENE I – Littering]

~ Happy Independence Day !! ~ :D

 Just returned from my School's Independence Day celebrations... Was a beautiful thing to watch all the little girls and boys sing, dance and whatnot. Only wish they knew the real meaning and depth of the things they just did.

Anyways, Happy Independence Day everyone!! Another year is born in the life of Independent India, and let's celebrate this day... 'Cause Independence is not just a big word thrown out by big men who think they've conquered the world... Let's not take our freedom for granted... And cherish it every moment we breathe on Indian soil. Jai Hind! :)

My Heart Beats For India - Poem About India

A poem I wrote for the McMahon Creative Writing Competition.

There was a time, long ago
When every traveling monk and
Every vain king worth his vow
Sought to glimpse this sacred land

My Mother - A Gift from God - A Poem About My Mother

Here is a poem I wrote about my mom hope u like it

GOD'S GIFT

Glorious gifts of God
are not always cherished
No not until we perish
But I've found it, Eureka!

Indeed, couldn't have had a better one
She's the one who sowed love
brought light, joy and hope
Hope? Not just a ray but a beam