Here Comes June!

June June Go away

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Little Johnny wants to play

June June Go Away

June is a month which each of us here in Kerala would remember for the scent and smell of new things. The new bags, shoes, uniforms, umbrella and the rains that come down on the very first day! No worries! We all get into that open gates to greet our last year friends, find our classes, meet new teachers and much more. The class is shuffled and our best friend may not be with us. The verandahs, the benches, desks, chalk pieces, dusters, black boards, the never ending assembly, youth festivals etc etc. Its a month of rains and I have memories of a stinking shoe and socks. Yeah! we had a tie in our uniform till some of us called it "Dog Chain". 



Its June my dears, the month of rains, new bags, new friends, new umbrella, new days and all new life for the younger ones! As the clock tics into another academic year I see the smallest and biggest of my next generation zooming their goggles into those pretty bags, umbrellas etc. For me, the first day of school was memorable and adventurous. Not because, I was a naughty kid. I had a fall. One like Humpty and Dumpty! I and Amma got ready for the first day. I was so happy, says Amma. With the new bag, shoes, uniform, water bottle and umbrella, we both, Amma and me got down to school.

In those days, our house was in a midway. A cycle can go. A man can go. All of us who lived in the way can go. But not an auto. So we took the short cut to the main road. There was a stone on the side where the short cut take a turn to the road. "Padhom" there, I go down with the umbrella, new uniform and all my new things! As I woke up, a small piece of my teeth in the front row, lay smiling on the stone. Hands were hurt. So with a broken teeth and a hurt lips, I returned home.

A cycle that came behind hit me and I had a fall! From then on my journeys to school was in an auto for a few years and then in the school bus. When this June gears up to welcome all the sweet hearts back to school, I wish all of them the very best. May you all raise as men and women with heart and hand. May your life be filled with light and soul! Happy School Days ahead!

Aum
Anjana

Turning 25!

"You are turning 25". As one of my friends said, I smiled. How fast, I mean how easy the days have gone. While I look back at the past quarter of life, I see the different roles I donned. They stay apart and I wonder how a man perceives the roles offered in life without any objections. From a child who chants Geetha to a spiritual speaker to a psychology student to a Sales Personnel to HR Manager to Jobless girl to Freelance Writer.. Life was different indeed ! In school days I liked my teachers and being approached for advices. So I had an immense desire to be a teacher. Later in high school classes I saw some of crime thrillers and I wanted to learn Forensic Science. In between came some books as a token of love from my dearest Muthassan aka Guru Nitya Chaitanya Yati. These books pushed me into the art of mind, psychiatry. In the plus two classes I had to dissect a cockroach and the smell of the dead, made me feel "Yuck! I can't do this again". With this I migrated myself into a more comfortable zone called Applied Psychology.  

After the graduation classes, as soon as i joined in the sales front there was a keen interest in management which led me to an MBA course. I learned the whole course my own. Thanks to internet! Today when I am enrolled for a post-graduation in Applied Psychology, I know life has in store something interesting for me. 

What all do the society expect from a twenty five year old girl? A professional degree! A 'standard' job! Marriage! These are just few. It may vary for many. I still remember the day I decided to resign my job. As usual I went to my office. While climbing the stairs, I thought, why should I do this every single day? Why do i see the same stairs, same old building, same board, same colleagues and managers? I know I am bored, then why do I continue? It was at this same instance I decided to type a resignation letter to my boss. It may have surprised some, but most of them were sure that I won't stick on! No I can't. I was bored doing the same thing everyday!

From that May 2009 till here, it was interesting. It was adventurous. With no salary at the month end, all I have to do is wait.. wait..wait and wait for the money of my writing assignments. Money was less, but the happiness I earned was priceless. It was then I realized my real career. It has been a few months since I started to work on my book. Life looks clean and happy these days. More hope ponder around. More sweetness shred on me. I don't have daily reports in my mail. No appraisal. No salary hike. Indeed this happiness is inexplicably great. As I cut my birthday cake, i don't expect any of them to smear it on my face.  Yet, it tastes the sweetest! Happy birthday to me I say and eat my slice of cake with all smiles!

Thank you my world! Thank you for all the smiles!
Aum
Anjana

A hand to start!

Hello World,

Hope all of you are doing good. I was busy telling people that I am doing something great for the past few months. So I couldn't come back here and write a few words. Like any other blogger, I am back here after a long time. But never underestimate. I was writing all my thoughts here. All of a sudden my inaccessible blogger page began to work and I am here telling you my stories. 

Love Life.. Live Life..

Aum 

Anjana