Being me..

I stand and see the years flow by

Learnt to walk with head held high,

Learnt to foresee, learnt to speak 

Learnt to selfsame in trough or peak. 

And then it's me who lived along

I dream of life like a bonita song,

I love, heart full of compassion

I smile, live life, its my passion. 

Penned for “BEING ME- THE HERSTORY MONTAGE” hosted by Indiblogeshwaris. 

Alma mater so dear and old!! - A-to-Z challenge (belated) theme reveal

My roots are in Bihar. The district of Buxar, to be precise. Buxar and Buxarites, as we love to call ourselves, are know for three things - battle of Buxar in 1764, sohan papdi, and late lateefi (not punctual). So I prove it here.

I am late for the A-to-Z theme reveal. I had decided it way back. But I belong to the "express through actions" school of thought. And I failed in this exam. 

Better late than never. So here I am with my theme. A theme very close to my heart. 

Memories of St. Thomas' 

St. Thomas School, my alma mater, where I spent 14 golden years of my life. Fortunately or unfortunately, I have never blogged about my school. And 26 posts are not enough. But the theme is enough for me to successfully complete the challenge. 

A lot of you will so totally relate to my anecdotes about school. I hope you will come back to read them everyday. Sometimes it may be hilarious, sometimes intriguing, sometimes sad. But I promise, there will be no fiction, all truth, for the love for the red bricks.. 

Yonder are the bricks of red

Guarding our dreams and hopes

Alma mater so dear and old

Whose motto we do uphold!! 

Along with the A-to-Z challenge, which will keep my, as a working mom's handful, I have plans to give UBC a go. I definitely need a lot of luck!!

Knocking on heaven's door

No, its not your birthday.  Its not 16th June, neither its 8th November. No its no special day. I am just angry. You still haven't accepted my friend request on FB. How rude. Sampath Atmakury, I will never forgive you, sachhi. 

Do you even remember, stud? I was the one who completed your 1000 scraps on Orkut. You made me write 58 scraps to attain that feat!! huh!! Sab bhool gaya na? Now will you come back, and do the needful on FB? I promise I will spam your timeline totally, till you tell me to FO. 

Well, to tell you the truth - I stalk your FB account, and feel so miserable because I can't message you, or write on your wall - privacy, huh? I feel so jealous of your friends on the friend list, who can message you, and talk to you. Now will you kindly oblige? 

I saved this one, sorry, what a stalker I am. Thank god, some of your pictures are open for public viewing. 
Who suggested you to "knock on heaven's door"? God is super Sampath, he hears our prayers way too quick. Don't do it again. 

Come back soon, ab bahut hua na. You didn't go for such a long trip, did you? I miss you Samzie. 

Left me in tears? You couldn't see me cry!! 

Jai Sai baba!!