Random Crap?

For the first time the title makes complete sense, I mean it is total crap said in a random order!

Long time no blog…..I mean no proper blog…..I have posted random stuff, that doesn’t make sense….but this doesn’t mean, this post is going to make sense….I just thought, I haven’t opened Ms Word in my computer for a long time…so I just opened to see if everything in there is alright….yes they are….

What do I blog about today…..hmmm, I have been thinking about me, my life, and my career to be….am I in the right path? Was commerce the right option to me? Will I turn out to be a super cool cost accountant or a well equipped entrepreneur? I don’t know…..basically I just don’t know what I want to do?

One thing I found in the last week is that I cannot for nuts take anything seriously, there is one incident that happened last year…er..i mean ‘week’, (see I never keep track of things…..I just live for the day and that day….let tomorrow come to live it!.)..Yeah so last week I had a big argument with one of my closest friend. Well, she just says it straight at your face, if you are wrong, that is what she thinks friendship is all about….accepting and correcting your friend is what friendship is all about to her. (At last one sensible person, who is my friend!!) So we had a big fight for something which I did, which apparently I didn’t take seriously and she found it serious. I just thought it was a silly thing. And we had such a bad fight, that she was about to disown our friendship….seriously…then it struck me. Be happy at least now things strike me…it is never late is it…

What friendship is all about, what it is to adjust and be with others, how it feels to be selfless a little bit, what a difference it makes when you consider the consequences of your actions (which I never consider!) she made me realize how hasty I am, how crazy I am!!.....(and did I tell u, even after all this happened, even after being on the end of losing a good friend….I haven’t learnt to take things seriously!! Only I make sure that what I do doesn’t affect the other person, I give a tiny bit of thought to it..That’s all….I can’t do more than that!) And I have to tell you the way I was trying to patch up with her. My god…I was contradicting myself…..I was telling her sorry, and telling her I am serious, but at the same time laughing all the time…. (Though I made her laugh too!)And I even whined at her why she was making me emotional… (Sob, sob!).I also told her, she was the first friend who made me cry, when I thought I will lose her…..and to all my emotional rackets, even after everything went fine….she told me she didn’t believe I cried…(boo hooo…hooo)…didn’t I tell you people never take me seriously!!.....how ever hard I try to be serious.

So here I take random decisions - that I am going to take my life seriously, I am going to concentrate in my CWA and become a super cool cost accountant, I am not going to jabber in class…so I go to class the next day, get my friends book to copy the left out notes in my book (didn’t I tell you I am serious!!) so when I go to class and find that the lecturer is not going to turn up for that hour, I go ‘jabber, jabber’….my notes forgotten……and I do what I do best, that is ‘bug’ my friends! (I really tried hard, but, alas, I can’t take anything serious for nuts!) Then I decide, I have to be serious now in my financial management class, the subject is new to me….I need to learn new things, I need to get enlightened….and take my note eager to copy the notes being dictated…..we were half way through the class, everything was going properly according to my serious plan, again some one says, India score is 278/3 in the match in baroda with west Indies. All my serious plans collapses big time, I yelp in joy, how cool…and bug that girl for individual scores, and hearing ganguly 68 and dravid 78, my day was made….I was jumping from my place, telling everyone see….ganguly is our lucky star!!.....hip..hip..hurray for dada….and yippe….the captain of our team also rocks!!..... (and I just wished that this match was held in Chennai, I would never executed my serious plan that day, and would be happy watching the great and awesome match….and…ps: soon as I could reach the CWA institute I heard that sachin hit his century in the very last ball of the Indian innings…now my day was double..triple…made….!!) and did I tell you, I never got a chance to complete the remaining notes dictated, as I was busy spreading the message of India’s super duper score…..well, why are my friends there…..there notes are like mine….I shall copy them or even better Xerox them later!!

So the moral of the blog is…..nothing can change the craziness in me….nothing of any magnitude, like losing a friend can make me serious…..but still that doesn’t mean, I will not bother losing my friend, I will make it up with him/her in the way known to me, without actually getting serious, but I was serious but it will not be evident…I mean in my own confusing way I get back my friends, and yes one thing makes me serious, angry, irritating…that is when Indian team messes big time in the international matches!!

That’s abt my random thoughts…will rite more of there senseless stuff in the coming posts…..till then

Adios

Vidya natarajan

I mean

Zanychild

Driving people insane as always!

Werdo!

You Are 70% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right? But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

How Weird Are You?

Wat kind of a write r u?

You Should Be a Film Writer

You don't just create compelling stories, you see them as clearly as a movie in your mind. You have a knack for details and dialogue. You can really make a character come to life. Chances are, you enjoy creating all types of stories. The joy is in the storytelling. And nothing would please you more than millions of people seeing your story on the big screen!

What Type of Writer Should You Be?

Wat is ur personality disorder!

You May Be a Bit Schizotypal...

A bit odd and socially isolated. You couldn't care less of what others think. And some of your beliefs are a little weird. Like that time you thought you were Jesus.

What Personality Disorder Are You?

HOW EVIL R U????

You Are 48% Evil

You are evil, but you haven't yet mastered the dark side. Fear not though - you are on your way to world domination.

How Evil Are You?

New Jersey to Nellikuppam - a Home production

Disclaimer:

Everything in the below script is purely fictitious and has been written for the sole reason for you people to laugh. If you do not laugh after reading it, I warn u beforehand of ‘zanybug’ which will infect you. This bug is on the lookout of people who do not laugh after reading this article!!...highly dangerous bug! So at least pretend to laugh. And the bug will hit you if you question the logic in the article! So all you have to do is read and laugh and no questions what so ever!

Zany Talkies

Proudly presents

New Jersey to Nellikuppam

Starring

Panchu & Aanchu

Story, Script, Direction

Zanychild

Music

Airamaan

Hero entry:

Our hero Panchu returns to Chennai from America. His family is waiting in Kodambakkam bus stop (as this film is a low budget film, the hero cannot afford a flight ticket, so he comes all the way from US to Chennai by bus)

A bright yellow color bus stops in front of the big gang of family members…the wind blows in full speed (our usual filmy effects). The bus door opens, and a leg is shown, then another leg is shown. The leg touches the ground and the mud below the feet blows upwards. ‘aaargghh I can’t see’ a voice is heard. (A foul smell spreads around)

Camera moves upwards to Hero’s face…Panchu is rubbing his eyes with his hand. The mud from below went into his eyes….and he is in unbearable irritation. (The result of heroism).

He is wearing a ‘Reeebok’ Tee-shirt, ‘Levees’ jean and a ‘Nikie’ shoe. (courtesy: T.nagar platform).

Mom: Panchu my child how thin have you become?

(While panchu looks like a loaded truck…), and hurries to hug him.

Dad: son you haven’t changed a bit!

Panchu: yes dad, I haven’t changed. See I am even wearing the same clothes in which I went to US 2 years back! (Now you must have understood the reason for the foul smell!)

While going out of the bus stop, Panchu bumps into a girl.

Heroine entry:

That bump sends electrical shivers down both of them that Aanchu our heroine collapses by the electric shock that passed between them. Panchu catches hold of her.

Panchu looks at the girl in his arms. She wears big soda butti spectacles. And looks like one who has escaped from an asylum. Not that Panchu looks any better with his two bug’s bunny teeth! Aanchu regains consciousness and looks at Panchu for a half a minute. They hold eye contact. (And the usual romantic violin plays in the background). Aanchu then flees from that place.

Panchu: who is that girl dad?

Dad: she is the bus masters’ daughter (like station master in station, bus master in bus stop) Aanchu. She will be here most of the day. She sings and chases away all the dogs, cats and rats in the bus stop. At times her songs fled people also when there is a lot of rush in getting tickets.

Panchu: oh, how sweet.

A few days later,

Panchu’s home:

Mom: Panchu get up, the bride’s family is coming home today to see you today, it is the bride groom looking ceremony. At least bath today and look good for them. (Nowadays, it is no longer the bride looking ceremony; it is the reverse case these days)

Bride’s family enters:

Dad: welcome, welcome please make yourself at home.

Mom: welcome.

Dad: go and ask Panchu to come.

Mom: oh yes

Panchu comes inside the hall with the tray of coffee. The bride’s mothers analyses him from top to bottom. He goes and says ‘namaskar’ to everyone and gives the coffee. When he comes at the bride to give coffee, He looks up to see the bride, and she too looks at him. Panchu smiles shyly at her and goes and sits obediently next to his father.

Dad: Panchu is a US return lad. He has done his MBA from New Jersey (here MBA doesn’t mean ‘masters’ in business administration’, it means ‘Masters in Barotta adichufying (beating)’ ) he is a very good son, very calm and polite to elders, and does all the house hold chores just like his mother.

Bride’s Mom: does he sing?

Mom: oh yes, of course Panchu will you sing for them my child.

Panchu: yes mom…

‘A..aa….aaaa’. Everybody closes their ears and the bride’s family flees from the place!

Mom: oh god! What will we do now Panchu, they have rejected you.

The wind blows fiercely and the trees sway from right to left. A thunder storm strikes and a huge down pour follows.

Panchu is trying to hold himself from being taken away by the wind. And says in a Magnamous Decibel… ‘Mom, I vow today that I will marry before that girl who came here within 1 week, or else I will change my name to ‘panchali’’

Dad: son, panchali was your orginal name, it was due to some bet you lost a few years back that you change your name to Panchu.

Panchu glares at his father and says, ‘that doesn’t mean that I will lose always!!’

A few days later. In the middle of the night.

Panchu thinks of Aanchu. He gets up from is bed. Rushes to the bus stop.

Bus stop:

Panchu is running from the left…..

Aanchu is running from the right…

The camera shifts like watching a tennis match from Panchu and Aanchu. It goes on for some 15 minutes. (Panchu shouts at the cameraman, ‘idiot stop, I can’t run any longer!!’ and the camera is stopped)

Panchu runs and falls in Aanchu’s arms.

Panchu: honey, where you coming in search of me?

Aanchu: who me? .Never. I was coming in search of my dog ‘pandu’. And you fell into my arms!

Panchu: never mind honey, dog or me, it is the same difference.

Now for our dream song.

The camera shifts to exotic locations in Chennai. Like the ‘koovam’ river, the ‘Eunix’ waste recycle factory and many more such locations in which Aanchu and Panchu run hand in hand singing duets.

Song ends.

Aanchu is still holding Panchu in her arms

Aanchu: do you love me Paanchu?

Panchu: of course dear and my name has only one ‘a’ it is Panchu and not Paanchu.

Aanchu: oh ok dear, will you do anything for me?

Panchu: I will do anything for you

Aanchu: will you give me your life?

Panchu: what? Who told you I will give you my life, never will I give my fit for nothing life to anyone.

*thud*

Aanchu puts Panchu down and flees from there, leaving Panchu to deal with his broken bones.

Panchu at that moment gets a call from his friend that his house is in fire.

Panchu rushes to his house with the firemen, to find his house calm. When he goes inside, his father looks like fire at him. (The friend indicated this fire and not the real fire). The firemen blast Panchu for ruining their precious sleep and leave the house.

Panchu: what happened dad?

Dad: who is she?

Panchu: who?

Dad: I heard you are going around with a girl?

Panchu: then, will I go around with a guy? What stupid question is this dad?

Dad: you cannot marry that Aanchu girl

Panchu: why are you spoiling things like this? Nobody will marry me is known to me, and Aanchu says she wants to marry me, why should I spoil such an opportunity?

Dad: if you marry her, I will not give you any share in my property, and you cannot live in this house.

Panchu: your property? You are talking as if you have pots of gold and acres of land. All that you have is your old, torn dhoti and shirt, who needs them? And if that is your decision I am walking away from this house.

Panchu packs his bag, while his Mom pleads to his Dad not to let him go, and his Dad warns his Mom, if she stops him, she may as well go with him. His Mom says, ‘oh, I can’t go and live with him, just for the sake he is our son and I have to show mother sentiment in the movie am I asking him to stop. If he wants to go, let him go, I will open the doors much wider for him to go’

Panchu then goes to the bus stop and wakes Aanchu and they both go to the nearby temple and they both get married. (background music…’mangalyam thanthunathena…’..)

Anchu: where are we going to live Panchu?

Panchu: Aanchu do not ask stupid questions like that, I have not built a taj mahal for us to live. I can only get you its photo. We have to go in search of some place.

They land at the house broker’s house.

The broker tells them there is an amazing bungalow just for them, and its rent is very cheap of just Rs. 250 per month.

Panchu and Aanchu go to that place. It is in Nellikuppam. The broker takes them to a straw hut, which looks ravishingly tattered.

Broker: this is you dream bungalow Panchu

Panchu: oh. It looks beautiful

Broker: near the house you get a free offer of this group of buffaloes. They are absolutely free along with this house. So you can have hot coffee every morning in fresh buffalo milk directly from them. , and Panchu, but one condition never let Aanchu sing, or else all the buffaloes will run away.

He shows them the river containing all the possible contamination, running along side the hut and says this is the Kuppam River. ‘You can swim scuba dive and even bath in this river and have a wonderful time. Nobody will bother you here, even if you drown and die or get infections. It is such a peaceful locality.’

Panchu and Aanchu are very happy with the house, and agree to rent it.

And thus like all stories, the couple lived happily stinking ever after with buffalo milk coffee and Kuppam River bath!

Thank you

Zanychild

Driving people insane as always

DOORS OF LIFE

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Each year in our life is like the chapters in a book. Flipping through the pages of life, we notice a lot of great achievements, flaws and events that changed our life. The book on life is an interactive one. It lets u chose the doors you need to go through. Looking through my life and the interaction I have made with my life’s book, I should tell you I have learnt a lot of things. Till my 11^th standard I went through all the doors in my life blindly, without choosing among the various options offered to me, I just entered the first door that came in sight. Only from my senior years in school, I felt the need to redefine myself.

In 11^th, the first door I had to choose from was my groups. The three doors containing the big bold words of ‘commerce’, ‘medicine’, and ‘engineering’ loomed large before me. I thought hard on what to chose. I loved the medical profession, but just a love for it will not make you one, it involves complete and uninitiated hard work, I doubted my abilities for hard work as soon as I neared that door. So I turned from that door and saw the ‘engineering’ door. But even this involves coaching class, which is one thing I hate, and also I the long run you have to write many entrance exams to get an engineering seat. And entrance exams never works in my favor, so I turned to the last door labeled ‘commerce’. I found it to be apt. it was a new area yet unexplored by me. I have read science in my lower classes and I have the basic knowledge of physics, biology and chemistry. But commerce, accountancy is one I don’t have any idea of what it deals with. I thought it will be fascinating to take up this group, and there I opened the door in my life towards commerce, and now there is no turning back.

From then on I joined college for my under graduation in commerce and am doing my professional course in cost and management accounting along with my under graduation course. Even these courses I chose them among the options given to me by my life. Thus at times I think how I would have turned out if I had gone through the doors of engineering or medicine. But, alas, we have only one life and we can’t be everything in this single life.

Even if I am speaking purely on academic terms, every single thing in life like our social, personal and professional lives offers us so many doors, which we have to chose to open. Never will it allow us to open all the doors, if life lets us open all the doors available to us then there will be complete chaos in the world. Maybe that is the reason why some doors shut straight on our face while others open wide for us to enter.

I can say that as everyone has said ‘life is one big journey, people come and go’, similarly ‘doors in our life come and go, they open and close, if one door closes either behind or in front of us, you can look forward to another door that opens’ and whatever door opens is all for our good, and for our best to come from within. So let us all continue this journey of life going through the various doors offered to us, till we reach the door to death, which invites us welcomingly after we have passed through the doors and done what we were supposed to do in this earth, and thus fulfilling our purpose of creation.

Just enjoy every moment of life. Coz it is very short and you have got just one single life, so make as many friends as possible and try to make good with the people whom you have hatred or who have a hatred for you. Coz hatred doesn’t serve anything in the long run, in the end everyone has to pass through the door of death

Zanychild

Driving people insane as always