OK... before anyone start ringing me saying... “anisha.. u went to china... didn’t let me know.. how mean.. I would have asked u to get some fried cockroaches...” firstly.. People.. Have home food.. try preparing them at home... Secondly... I didn’t actually go to china...It’s just that yesterday night while I was deep in sleep I just happened to be there in my subconscious mind... ok... enough of bheja fry... in short I meant I had a dream.. kinda roller coaster one in china..
Since it’s a dream... you won’t find logic... (Don’t u dare say... “Dear 90% of what u do won’t have it”) I’m writing it now because after 2 days I may not properly remember what all happened... I don’t exactly know y I was there.. I actually got into Bangalore metro with few buddies for the first time... and when I got out of it... I was in china all alone... I was LOST IN CHINA...
I dono exactly where in China (i was lost may be that’s y) I tried asking people... “Which way leads me to India??” they knew only Chinese language... They replied to me politely in that... even if they had said something rude also I wouldn’t have got it.. I said I understand English no Chinese.. They still stuck to Chinese... I mean how bad... if it was here on hearing English anyone could have managed to say a “take left/right” at least they can use their hands for indicating directions... but no... They won’t... I asked so many people... But felt I’m asking the same persons again and again.. All answered me in that “i-dono” language and all appeared to be from the same family...( cheeni cheeni bhai bhai)
I prayed to GOD please help me... How will I get out of this place.. I forgot to mention... there is a chase sequence as well... I dono who for what on earth was chasing me to death... (I have no enemies or friends back in china) So, in short... “meri baandh bajj chuki thi”
In between I had lunch from a Chinese hotel... I don’t remember what I ordered... but I paid them 360 INR... FOREX didn’t mind there I guess... Then came the best part... my saviour was chosen by God... Mr. Will Smith... U won’t believe it.. He bashed the goons and saved me... (yupieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!! I couldn’t have ask for a better dream.. This is the main point y I thought I should write it down and let the world know) Logically speaking it should have been SRK since from days he’s everywhere on TV and I’m a fan of SRK ( people saying.. “anisha grow up.. sarsoke kethwale scene ke din ab gaye..” listen.. “I WON’T GROW UP”)... My luck got me the best... He was in “I am Legend” look.. I thank my good stars he avoided to bring that dog along..
I told him... I’m lost there... and I’m in danger... He said he’ll try his best to help me out.. He asked some Chinese people in their language... (Maybe he learnt while jade’s karate kid) and told to me... the way to reach India...
The route was... “I have to cross the Great Wall of China... and it’s India on the other side of the wall..” Can u believe it??? Well I did... I said ok...
Thing is I knew the way to great wall of china.. I thanked Will and left... next thing I remember is I was walking over the Great Wall of China... (Wasn’t I supposed to cross it...? I have no clue of what was I doing over it...) I walked the full stretch of the wall.. I reached the dead end... and suddenly I realised I have lost 5 Kgs.. I dono hw... I was so happy.. I called a friend of mine... (Who preaches me dieting) right from the wall and said... “Hey listen... guess what... I lost 5 Kgs...” she said “kudos... keep the good work going...” (Did she mean to say... I need to keep walking over the wall???)
Well I don’t remember anything after that... Or may be I broke off the dream by waking up... Whatever... The first thing in the morning I did was to walk up to my weighting machine and check my weight... and Bloody hell 5 Kgs were back
Monday, December 26, 2011
Monday, September 5, 2011
You Dirty Dog!!!
I want to dedicate this post of mine to all the stray dogs anywhere and everywhere.. I hate them.. I hate them.. I hate them.. I hate them.. I hate them.. So now u know exactly what I feel abt them and the depth of my feeling…
I belong to DVG where stray dogs are there, but considerably the population of stray pigs is more and the most watched scene was stray dogs chasing stray pigs. So I rarely had much issues with them, except once.
Then I was riding my cycle on my way to tuitions early in the morning, a dog came running behind me. His/her(I never got the luxury of time to clearly make out) mouth with that tongue that was falling out almost near my feet.. I was speeding off with my bicycle in a downward slope. I never thought abt applying breaks after I saw it chasing me. Finally it came with me till DRM Science College. It directly went near canteen. After making me scream and run for my life and breaking a spoke in my bicycle’s wheel, it was on its way to have its breakfast. It might have got enough entertainment, I’m not sure. But the people in and around that area had.. Grrrrrr.. That four leg one tail fellow embarrassed me..
While I was at DVG, I heard and read abt the stray dogs attacking small kids in Bangalore.. My blood boiled with anger. Later it cooled down as I thought neither I was staying there nor was I a kid so that it could attack and get away with it..
I landed at the IT Capital and troubles shot up for me b’coz of this 4 leg 1 tail fellow..
• If I buy anything to feed myself on, like may be a piece of black forest cake(yummy..) this fellow with its nose will know what I have in my carry bag and chase me to get away with the prize.. my food.. I bought it for me u DOG, not for u.. And I bought it because I was hungry and the way u look, u seem to have a feast every hour a day.
• Later I thought let me have it at the bakery only, standing there. It’ll not chase me. When I bought something, this moron who was around that place, started to hop around me. Which made me scared and go hoping too. Eventually I dropped and he caught. Again MY FOOD..
• I felt like having chicken biriyani. Had got the recipe so thought of making it. Went to buy some raw chicken. While coming back I saw 4-5 dogs waiting for me. This time I asked the guy in the store almost begging holding his feet(virtually) please accompany me till my home.. He started laughing saying. No it won’t do anything. (When did I say it’ll do something to u? I have my reasons dude. ) finally after making fun of me with others he came with me.. Embarrassment!!
• I love walking listening to music. I was walking a day happily to my home ( I was happy b’cos I was early from office that day) my hands were in sync with my legs and I was in total rhythm of the music.. Suddenly I felt my left hand tip moist and touching something soft. I just slowing, in rhythm with the music turned to check it.. I saw a stray dog licking my fingers.. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhhhhhhr.. I screamed.. Jumped.. Sprinted.. Howled.. (Completely not in sync with the music) and the dog came chasing me. Then few men and a lady came to my rescue. There were nearly 25-30 on lookers.. Laughing.. The lady offered her hand to it.. Yuk!!! She said it’s a sweet dog.. Who knows she might have licked it too. Yuk…
• A friend of mine was attacked by 3 huge stray dogs and was on sick leave.. I visited her.. she showed few marks also..(She won an appreciation for bravery from office 4 fighting with dogs, I prefer giving it a miss.. than fighting with those creatures..)
• I read abt a 2-3 year kid becoming food for some dogs. Horrible!!
The list is never ending. The number of times.. I screamed for help, the amount of food I unwillingly fed them with, , Amount of fear in me for them which all eventually took the form of hatred without boundaries towards them..
Every day I’ll have encounters with them. Morning while I need to take my vehicle out I see one sir/madam laying in front of the gate as the place is registered under his/her name.. When i make enough. Aye.. usshh.. hats.. he or she will move off. At office there are so many stray dogs inside the compound wall(even after having a cow catch laid out at the entrance). They shit in the parking area and dirty the place.. They quarrel there.. They actually live there.. I was a lot pissed off with that.. I came to know one fine day that they are adopted stray dogs and are adopted by my wing’s head and his cabin is just a 5-6 steps from my cubi.. Felt like walking up to him and hitting him. But I really needed this job and while leaving a good record here. Y can’t he take them to his home and give them a better living?? Grrrrrrrr………
All u people supporting and sympathizing for stray dogs like few NGOs.. U r ideas of birth control on strays are not welcomed..(Thing is they operate the dogs and leave them. Dogs bearing that pain will take any human as an enemy later for few day and attack. Something kinda happened with my friend) If u really care, adopt them. TAKE THEM TO UR PRIVATLY OWNED PLACE and take care of them. U can later sell of their puppies else u do birth control surgeries there. So many kids are attacked. It might be ur kid also one day. I don’t buy the idea of giving stray dogs importance than a human kid..
If the fear is of extinction of stray dogs.. I don’t think it’ll happen … dog lovers can adopt one of these kinds than buying fancy ones(All are dogs eventually) which will be better than sympathizing on them and putting other people’s life in danger . I mean If u really care, take care of them, else keep quiet and let others do it in their way.
I may sound selfish here. Don’t think otherwise, I’m, very much. When it comes to ur safety and life if u r a little selfish I don’t think it’s a sin. Isn’t it?
I belong to DVG where stray dogs are there, but considerably the population of stray pigs is more and the most watched scene was stray dogs chasing stray pigs. So I rarely had much issues with them, except once.
Then I was riding my cycle on my way to tuitions early in the morning, a dog came running behind me. His/her(I never got the luxury of time to clearly make out) mouth with that tongue that was falling out almost near my feet.. I was speeding off with my bicycle in a downward slope. I never thought abt applying breaks after I saw it chasing me. Finally it came with me till DRM Science College. It directly went near canteen. After making me scream and run for my life and breaking a spoke in my bicycle’s wheel, it was on its way to have its breakfast. It might have got enough entertainment, I’m not sure. But the people in and around that area had.. Grrrrrr.. That four leg one tail fellow embarrassed me..
While I was at DVG, I heard and read abt the stray dogs attacking small kids in Bangalore.. My blood boiled with anger. Later it cooled down as I thought neither I was staying there nor was I a kid so that it could attack and get away with it..
I landed at the IT Capital and troubles shot up for me b’coz of this 4 leg 1 tail fellow..
• If I buy anything to feed myself on, like may be a piece of black forest cake(yummy..) this fellow with its nose will know what I have in my carry bag and chase me to get away with the prize.. my food.. I bought it for me u DOG, not for u.. And I bought it because I was hungry and the way u look, u seem to have a feast every hour a day.
• Later I thought let me have it at the bakery only, standing there. It’ll not chase me. When I bought something, this moron who was around that place, started to hop around me. Which made me scared and go hoping too. Eventually I dropped and he caught. Again MY FOOD..
• I felt like having chicken biriyani. Had got the recipe so thought of making it. Went to buy some raw chicken. While coming back I saw 4-5 dogs waiting for me. This time I asked the guy in the store almost begging holding his feet(virtually) please accompany me till my home.. He started laughing saying. No it won’t do anything. (When did I say it’ll do something to u? I have my reasons dude. ) finally after making fun of me with others he came with me.. Embarrassment!!
• I love walking listening to music. I was walking a day happily to my home ( I was happy b’cos I was early from office that day) my hands were in sync with my legs and I was in total rhythm of the music.. Suddenly I felt my left hand tip moist and touching something soft. I just slowing, in rhythm with the music turned to check it.. I saw a stray dog licking my fingers.. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaagggghhhhhhhhhhhhr.. I screamed.. Jumped.. Sprinted.. Howled.. (Completely not in sync with the music) and the dog came chasing me. Then few men and a lady came to my rescue. There were nearly 25-30 on lookers.. Laughing.. The lady offered her hand to it.. Yuk!!! She said it’s a sweet dog.. Who knows she might have licked it too. Yuk…
• A friend of mine was attacked by 3 huge stray dogs and was on sick leave.. I visited her.. she showed few marks also..(She won an appreciation for bravery from office 4 fighting with dogs, I prefer giving it a miss.. than fighting with those creatures..)
• I read abt a 2-3 year kid becoming food for some dogs. Horrible!!
The list is never ending. The number of times.. I screamed for help, the amount of food I unwillingly fed them with, , Amount of fear in me for them which all eventually took the form of hatred without boundaries towards them..
Every day I’ll have encounters with them. Morning while I need to take my vehicle out I see one sir/madam laying in front of the gate as the place is registered under his/her name.. When i make enough. Aye.. usshh.. hats.. he or she will move off. At office there are so many stray dogs inside the compound wall(even after having a cow catch laid out at the entrance). They shit in the parking area and dirty the place.. They quarrel there.. They actually live there.. I was a lot pissed off with that.. I came to know one fine day that they are adopted stray dogs and are adopted by my wing’s head and his cabin is just a 5-6 steps from my cubi.. Felt like walking up to him and hitting him. But I really needed this job and while leaving a good record here. Y can’t he take them to his home and give them a better living?? Grrrrrrrr………
All u people supporting and sympathizing for stray dogs like few NGOs.. U r ideas of birth control on strays are not welcomed..(Thing is they operate the dogs and leave them. Dogs bearing that pain will take any human as an enemy later for few day and attack. Something kinda happened with my friend) If u really care, adopt them. TAKE THEM TO UR PRIVATLY OWNED PLACE and take care of them. U can later sell of their puppies else u do birth control surgeries there. So many kids are attacked. It might be ur kid also one day. I don’t buy the idea of giving stray dogs importance than a human kid..
If the fear is of extinction of stray dogs.. I don’t think it’ll happen … dog lovers can adopt one of these kinds than buying fancy ones(All are dogs eventually) which will be better than sympathizing on them and putting other people’s life in danger . I mean If u really care, take care of them, else keep quiet and let others do it in their way.
I may sound selfish here. Don’t think otherwise, I’m, very much. When it comes to ur safety and life if u r a little selfish I don’t think it’s a sin. Isn’t it?
Monday, April 11, 2011
Training Mania
So its 1 month in a new organization... Got few friends (very few compared to my Previous company). During this one months wat all I did here??? I had lunch here (priority basis food comes first for me always), I chatted online and offline.. wrote tests, cleared them (yes I kinda master the task of writing exam no matter wat the subject is) I attended Trainings
God Trainings are so so a no no for me. First day was ok, not that the trainer was good/good looking I had the excitement of being in the org for the first time. Curious to know more kinda. Second day I realized, ALL IT COMPANIES HAVE THE SAME PORTFOLIO. So was like the person training will again say good things abt the company that I doubt even exists virtually.
Then came the torture. Finance basics training. I know the company pays me I have an account in a bank and a debt card; I draw money, Pay bills. That’s all is my relationship with Finance. Suddenly I was forced to know more abt it as the domain demands it and worst was I had to clear a test (max 3 attempts) abt the same. My state was like cycle tube without air... tussssssssssssssssss!!! I felt basically it’s a dry subject during the training(but after that when I actually studied it, it was quiet ok for me.. thanks to the sums part of it, without numbers I find every subject boring)
They had shortage of trainers or so. Hence they used to play a video of one person teaching with PPT (the person was not in the frame only voice). That was the first day. I was little tensed 'if I flunk. OMG. I have to get to know wat it is' kinda. I started concentrating, latter I tried concentrating, finally I got tired of concentrating and I gave up. The PC I was given had no internet. I searched for games and I found it. Thank God. I helped the monks and monsters cross the river, Caught eggs, Shot gooses (Animal rights people it’s virtual. So plz spare me), Killed terrorist, played tennis. But the best was a color ball game. I don’t know its name. I had a rage to create high scores in it. In short I somehow sat through the session. Then that evening there was one guy who’ll clear our doubts on the training stuffs we had. He asked a few question I was sitting as if the question are not for me. Few Finance folks were answering. He gave 2 sums to solve. I too took down the question never bothered to solve it.
Next day again video training full day. So I again caught eggs, Shot gooses, Color ball game, Tennis and a new one sketch ur boss, I found gender discrimination there. Boss can be even a lady. I had a big time issue with the 2 lady bosses I had. So that game was of no fun to me. I called few friends from previous org and started chatting. A friend was getting engaged too. So a lot of interesting thing to talk abt. Somehow that day was done.
Next day again half day video training and the rest half interactive. In the interactive session I was sitting in the second row since no one had bothered to sit in the first row. I was virtually sitting in the first row. The person was explaining things well. I understood few things also. He used to ask few question say yes/no kind, and look at my face. I had a plastic face then (no expression). I was not nodding my head in acceptance or the other way. The man gave me this look for 5-6 times then he ignored me. I felt pity for him.
In training hall we’ll find so many people. The trainer classifies then as Listeners, Non listeners and no questions from them don’t listen but ask questions. But as a trainee I see a lot of categories.
• Sleep off types... I don’t care who feels wat abt me... I’m too tired to know kinds.
• Sleepy but have not lot it to the sleep... If u manage to find someone of this type in the class trust me u’ll be having fun. They are feeling sleepy but try to be awake for the sake of may be the trainer or to avoid attention from other trainees who’ll start giggling.
• Lost types... One who’s completely lost and gone to swizz gardens running there into the arms of Shahrukh Khan and suddenly Shahrukh utters ur name and ask u to stand up… bang the head.. Scene shifts quickly to the class room and Shahrukh turns to old prof.
• Half lost type... They’ll simply keep nodding their head in acceptance (only acceptance) they’ll be off the place in their mind.. Wat to cook 4 dinner today? That lady said this... wat might be meaning by that exactly... I’m Losing a lot of hair... Sachin should have got that ball to the boundary... My kids score is not that good… and all possible things.
• Restless kinds... they keep on shifting their position on the chair... lean back once lean forward once... checking mobiles for sms... checking mails..
• Searching for interesting stuffs... If the subject is not making interesting... look at the tutor’s nose tip... funny gestures... count the repeating word by him say number of “Oks”... Number of “Let’s see”... Look for the “sleepy but have not lost it to sleep” kinda and show the discovery to others…
• Last but not the least... the one who sit there for actual purpose...
Now which one I belong??? It’s obvious the Searching for interesting stuffs…
My thesis is of no use to anyone. Still any more categories that I have missed can be brought to my notice here, but still the thesis will be useless :P
God Trainings are so so a no no for me. First day was ok, not that the trainer was good/good looking I had the excitement of being in the org for the first time. Curious to know more kinda. Second day I realized, ALL IT COMPANIES HAVE THE SAME PORTFOLIO. So was like the person training will again say good things abt the company that I doubt even exists virtually.
Then came the torture. Finance basics training. I know the company pays me I have an account in a bank and a debt card; I draw money, Pay bills. That’s all is my relationship with Finance. Suddenly I was forced to know more abt it as the domain demands it and worst was I had to clear a test (max 3 attempts) abt the same. My state was like cycle tube without air... tussssssssssssssssss!!! I felt basically it’s a dry subject during the training(but after that when I actually studied it, it was quiet ok for me.. thanks to the sums part of it, without numbers I find every subject boring)
They had shortage of trainers or so. Hence they used to play a video of one person teaching with PPT (the person was not in the frame only voice). That was the first day. I was little tensed 'if I flunk. OMG. I have to get to know wat it is' kinda. I started concentrating, latter I tried concentrating, finally I got tired of concentrating and I gave up. The PC I was given had no internet. I searched for games and I found it. Thank God. I helped the monks and monsters cross the river, Caught eggs, Shot gooses (Animal rights people it’s virtual. So plz spare me), Killed terrorist, played tennis. But the best was a color ball game. I don’t know its name. I had a rage to create high scores in it. In short I somehow sat through the session. Then that evening there was one guy who’ll clear our doubts on the training stuffs we had. He asked a few question I was sitting as if the question are not for me. Few Finance folks were answering. He gave 2 sums to solve. I too took down the question never bothered to solve it.
Next day again video training full day. So I again caught eggs, Shot gooses, Color ball game, Tennis and a new one sketch ur boss, I found gender discrimination there. Boss can be even a lady. I had a big time issue with the 2 lady bosses I had. So that game was of no fun to me. I called few friends from previous org and started chatting. A friend was getting engaged too. So a lot of interesting thing to talk abt. Somehow that day was done.
Next day again half day video training and the rest half interactive. In the interactive session I was sitting in the second row since no one had bothered to sit in the first row. I was virtually sitting in the first row. The person was explaining things well. I understood few things also. He used to ask few question say yes/no kind, and look at my face. I had a plastic face then (no expression). I was not nodding my head in acceptance or the other way. The man gave me this look for 5-6 times then he ignored me. I felt pity for him.
In training hall we’ll find so many people. The trainer classifies then as Listeners, Non listeners and no questions from them don’t listen but ask questions. But as a trainee I see a lot of categories.
• Sleep off types... I don’t care who feels wat abt me... I’m too tired to know kinds.
• Sleepy but have not lot it to the sleep... If u manage to find someone of this type in the class trust me u’ll be having fun. They are feeling sleepy but try to be awake for the sake of may be the trainer or to avoid attention from other trainees who’ll start giggling.
• Lost types... One who’s completely lost and gone to swizz gardens running there into the arms of Shahrukh Khan and suddenly Shahrukh utters ur name and ask u to stand up… bang the head.. Scene shifts quickly to the class room and Shahrukh turns to old prof.
• Half lost type... They’ll simply keep nodding their head in acceptance (only acceptance) they’ll be off the place in their mind.. Wat to cook 4 dinner today? That lady said this... wat might be meaning by that exactly... I’m Losing a lot of hair... Sachin should have got that ball to the boundary... My kids score is not that good… and all possible things.
• Restless kinds... they keep on shifting their position on the chair... lean back once lean forward once... checking mobiles for sms... checking mails..
• Searching for interesting stuffs... If the subject is not making interesting... look at the tutor’s nose tip... funny gestures... count the repeating word by him say number of “Oks”... Number of “Let’s see”... Look for the “sleepy but have not lost it to sleep” kinda and show the discovery to others…
• Last but not the least... the one who sit there for actual purpose...
Now which one I belong??? It’s obvious the Searching for interesting stuffs…
My thesis is of no use to anyone. Still any more categories that I have missed can be brought to my notice here, but still the thesis will be useless :P
Saturday, February 12, 2011
Nostalgia of learning
Well.. I’m moving out of my first company to my second.. I feel good and bad.. and at time.. it doesn’t feel anything... It remands me of days of schools and colleges...
Funny part is when u join a school/college u know u’ll be out of the place after certain period..( well if u really piss off the teachers they’ll send u a bit early.. but if u need to take ur own time to study things.. u can have a late departure.. one more scenario is double promotions.. which was/is not in my bandwidth ,so I don’t talk abt it)Still when it’s the last day u feel like staying back there forever...
U miss friends.. u miss masti.. u miss the classrooms.. u miss ur teachers(few yes.. few others u prefer not to see again),u miss the subjects(no... this is not true.. at least for me who hated Social science, Drawing, SUPW... it isn’t) The very famous dialogue u will utter is “ I didn’t notice the time flying. All went off so fast” When u know 1year is 365 and 1/4 days.
I too feel the same and even say the stupid thing again and again at each pre-planned departures.. Well .. now I start thinking of my initial days of school..
I lost an year in my education.. LKG.. Due to personal reasons i couldn’t attend(Wow i had personal reasons in my KGs.. thats Awesome.)I was directly put to UKG.. My mom taught me stuffs that r to be taught in LKG.. After all she’s B.Sc ,B.Ed.. It was my first interview ever.. I was taken to a place having high compound walls.. a big gate and lots of creatures like me... I had no clue y was dad taking me here.. I had never thought of going to school.. Well none of us have joined school after thinking about it.. I was taken inside a room where a tall lady with curly hair was sitting.. Dad knocked the door and asked.. “ May i come in ma’am”.. She replied “yes”.. We went inside.. she asked us to sit.. We sat.. Dad and the ma’am started discussing something in Kannada.. which i didnt know back then... Then she looked at me and smiled... I smiled back..
She asked me my first question “what’s your name?” I knew the answer.. i replied “My name is Anisha B Nair”.. I seriously had no clue who or what is Anisha B Nair... I was addressed by my pet name Anu everywhere then... She was impressed.. She passed me a book... I was happy to see the book.. because i had the same book at home.. I was like... “hey... my book”.
She opened it and asked me to read.. It was my hobby to read that book at least 25 times a day as if i’m reading Bhagavad Gita.. I took the book and started reading.. “A for Apple.. B for Ball...” i kept on reading till she said “very good”. She turned to my dad and said something... He nodded.. she nodded.. rest i dont remember..
We finally got out of the room.. One more lady came and was talking in tamil... Dad started talking to her . He said “ take care of her” in tamil . That lady turned to me and asked “peru enda?” It was malayalam in tamil actually.. I replied “Anu” ( i told u .. Anisha was a stranger to me).
They took me to a room... A big room with lot of kids and a lady.. that lady came out of the room talked to my dad.. said “yes yes” and took me inside the room... She made me sit on the first bench of left corner.. Next to a girl... Who was full smiling.. I turned back to the doors sitting there.. Saw my dad standing and waving me bye.. I was like “Eh?” he then left.. I craned my neck to see him leaving through the gate..
Now i was totally alone in this place which i didnt know is a school... I saw many kids.. all were staring at me... Ma’am addressed the kids and said something.. ending it with “Anisha” and all clapped... I had no idea it was for me.. I sat there.. the girl next to me..Was a lot talkative.. she asked me something is Kannada.. I gave her a “i dono” look and turned back to ma’am.. she again asked me something.. i repeated my previous action... She and some other girls giggled...
I dont rem how the day went off later... I was back at home.. where mom asked me “how was it?” questions.. When I was thinking “wat was it /why was it?”. I told her everyone is saying something which i’m not understanding... At that time maximum kannada.. I knew was A—amma,AA-aane.. as mom (who learnt kannada to teach me) taught me.. but no one was speaking.. A-amma,AA-aane...
Dad said "she need to learn few kannada words she’ll be fine".. UKG before mid term was the time when u could mark in the history as “existence of silent(not talkative) Anisha( I know it's me now)”.. After that, i was having the highest record of being thrown out of the class, Made to stand up on the bench.. Made to stand in corner.. just for talking in class and making noise... even my teacher say the same to me now when i meet them...
Memories of those six months are less which include.. Kids not including me in games, not talking to me, not making friends with me and such i learnt my initial kannada.. “missige heltheeni” meaning “I’ll tell to ma’am” On saying which.... all was well.....
But I still take it to be my biggest achievement to give my last speech in the school (during 7th grade, Send off) in Kannada without a script... That’s the biggest ever I learnt from any school/college..
Funny part is when u join a school/college u know u’ll be out of the place after certain period..( well if u really piss off the teachers they’ll send u a bit early.. but if u need to take ur own time to study things.. u can have a late departure.. one more scenario is double promotions.. which was/is not in my bandwidth ,so I don’t talk abt it)Still when it’s the last day u feel like staying back there forever...
U miss friends.. u miss masti.. u miss the classrooms.. u miss ur teachers(few yes.. few others u prefer not to see again),u miss the subjects(no... this is not true.. at least for me who hated Social science, Drawing, SUPW... it isn’t) The very famous dialogue u will utter is “ I didn’t notice the time flying. All went off so fast” When u know 1year is 365 and 1/4 days.
I too feel the same and even say the stupid thing again and again at each pre-planned departures.. Well .. now I start thinking of my initial days of school..
I lost an year in my education.. LKG.. Due to personal reasons i couldn’t attend(Wow i had personal reasons in my KGs.. thats Awesome.)I was directly put to UKG.. My mom taught me stuffs that r to be taught in LKG.. After all she’s B.Sc ,B.Ed.. It was my first interview ever.. I was taken to a place having high compound walls.. a big gate and lots of creatures like me... I had no clue y was dad taking me here.. I had never thought of going to school.. Well none of us have joined school after thinking about it.. I was taken inside a room where a tall lady with curly hair was sitting.. Dad knocked the door and asked.. “ May i come in ma’am”.. She replied “yes”.. We went inside.. she asked us to sit.. We sat.. Dad and the ma’am started discussing something in Kannada.. which i didnt know back then... Then she looked at me and smiled... I smiled back..
She asked me my first question “what’s your name?” I knew the answer.. i replied “My name is Anisha B Nair”.. I seriously had no clue who or what is Anisha B Nair... I was addressed by my pet name Anu everywhere then... She was impressed.. She passed me a book... I was happy to see the book.. because i had the same book at home.. I was like... “hey... my book”.
She opened it and asked me to read.. It was my hobby to read that book at least 25 times a day as if i’m reading Bhagavad Gita.. I took the book and started reading.. “A for Apple.. B for Ball...” i kept on reading till she said “very good”. She turned to my dad and said something... He nodded.. she nodded.. rest i dont remember..
We finally got out of the room.. One more lady came and was talking in tamil... Dad started talking to her . He said “ take care of her” in tamil . That lady turned to me and asked “peru enda?” It was malayalam in tamil actually.. I replied “Anu” ( i told u .. Anisha was a stranger to me).
They took me to a room... A big room with lot of kids and a lady.. that lady came out of the room talked to my dad.. said “yes yes” and took me inside the room... She made me sit on the first bench of left corner.. Next to a girl... Who was full smiling.. I turned back to the doors sitting there.. Saw my dad standing and waving me bye.. I was like “Eh?” he then left.. I craned my neck to see him leaving through the gate..
Now i was totally alone in this place which i didnt know is a school... I saw many kids.. all were staring at me... Ma’am addressed the kids and said something.. ending it with “Anisha” and all clapped... I had no idea it was for me.. I sat there.. the girl next to me..Was a lot talkative.. she asked me something is Kannada.. I gave her a “i dono” look and turned back to ma’am.. she again asked me something.. i repeated my previous action... She and some other girls giggled...
I dont rem how the day went off later... I was back at home.. where mom asked me “how was it?” questions.. When I was thinking “wat was it /why was it?”. I told her everyone is saying something which i’m not understanding... At that time maximum kannada.. I knew was A—amma,AA-aane.. as mom (who learnt kannada to teach me) taught me.. but no one was speaking.. A-amma,AA-aane...
Dad said "she need to learn few kannada words she’ll be fine".. UKG before mid term was the time when u could mark in the history as “existence of silent(not talkative) Anisha( I know it's me now)”.. After that, i was having the highest record of being thrown out of the class, Made to stand up on the bench.. Made to stand in corner.. just for talking in class and making noise... even my teacher say the same to me now when i meet them...
Memories of those six months are less which include.. Kids not including me in games, not talking to me, not making friends with me and such i learnt my initial kannada.. “missige heltheeni” meaning “I’ll tell to ma’am” On saying which.... all was well.....
But I still take it to be my biggest achievement to give my last speech in the school (during 7th grade, Send off) in Kannada without a script... That’s the biggest ever I learnt from any school/college..
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