Saturday, April 28, 2007

Motivator : (Part 1) - Radhika Nair

This is going to be a series of the most important motivators in my life uptill now....This is my way of saying to them how special they are for me and how much I will be their 'cheli ' allthrough my life,no matter what position I achieve in life.

The first and foremost motivator for me was none other than my sister,Radhika Nair.She was and is the most important of all my motivators.She was the one who initiated me into the world of writing poems,stories,articles,etc.She made me believe that the careless jottings i made behind my notebooks were quite nice poetry in themselves.I thought about it and gave few touches to one such scribbling and Chechu sent it to a local newspaper named "National Mail ".Thats how my first poem was published in a newspaper when i was in 5th...It was so thrilling.
Then came the studying part.She was the only person at home who said that it was not necessary to get cent percent marks in the exam,but just to make sure that u always keep up an above average performance in studies.She was the only person at home who motivated and encouraged me to read library books,and surprisingly not necessarily the encyclopedias or quiz books but to explore the fiction section too..which i did quite happily and with a zeal that still hasn't left me.Thanx to her am in love with books ,the way I am.She was the one who motivated me to participate in competitions to excel in performance not just to win prizes-she always said that prizes were just bonus,it is important to go on stage and perform your best.She was the one who made me feel at ease on stage.She was the one who always made me feel that I am the best.She was the one who always had her way of making me do just as she wants.She was and is the only one I admire without any boundaries and get inspired from anytime.She was the one who successfully bridged the huge age-gap between us with so much elan,that i felt that I too must have kids with huge age-gaps.She was the only human in the world I felt hurt on hurting.She was such an ideal sister,daughter,friend,teacher(though she could be a devil on the nights before my Maths exam-especially when she asked me questions in the middle of the night till when she would keep me awake to teach me----how i hated her on those nights just before the maths exams),{and now-}wife,mother,etc that she inspires me to deliver the life-roles in my life in the best possible manner too.She was the first one to direct me to my ambiton in life.She was the one who gave me the courage to dream about it.She was the one who told me I had wings with enough strength to fly over to those high clouds she had helped me to fix gaze at.
Had it not been for her,I would certainly not have ended up the way I have.She was the one who taught me to dream.She was the one who gave me the right wind to fly and explore my chances in life.She was the first one to put her complete trust on me.She was the one who fought for me to give me the freedom she never got.Though now, she kind-of cribs that I am given too much freedom which she was completely deprived of,I know she is thoroughly happy that I have grown to be an independent girl(ofcourse she does regrets at times that a bit too much independent{lol,but wat in this world doesn't have a side-effect})

This acknowledgement was long due to her.But even if said or not,her role in making me what I am is inevitably relevant.She might know all this ,but there is something she might not know,because of the way I am;so mysterious and shy to express my deep feelings-the way I feel for her...Chechu,you are one of the most precious gem in my life....Love you more than I would ever confess in words.

Sunday, April 15, 2007


My earlier post on woman had my personal opinion of a woman....but i read in a book about the making of God ; and am I smiling and nodding in acceptace???Yes I am....the words and the imagination of creation of woman is so pure and so enchanting that i have decided to put it on my blog...

wat follows(in bold italics) is not my original work of writing but the lines i remember from that book ....

"...The Creator took the roundness of the moon,the flexibility of a clinging vine and the trembling of grass,the slenderness of a reed and the blossoming of flowers,the lightness of leaves and the serenity of the rays of sunshine,the tears of the clouds and the instability of the wind,the fearfullness of a rabbit and the vanity of a peacock,the softness of a bird's breast and the hardness of diamond,the sweetness of honey and the cruelty of a tiger,the burning of fire and the coolness of snow,the talkativeness of a magpie and the singing of a nightingale,the falseness of a crane and the faithfullness of a mother lion.

Mixing all these non-solid elements together,the Creator created the WOMAN..."

The wide conflict of behaviour and temperament in a woman and among women is brought out subtly in the above words and there would surely be one or more attributes of a woman we would agree as true and correlating to the opinion and experience on women from the day to day life we lead in the society..........

whether that opinion is good or bad,one has to agree that Woman is a unique creation of God....Without whom the propagation of life in itself would be doomed!!!


Saturday, April 07, 2007


Being a Woman,i know and can feel a strange sense of unknown superiority and at the same time a strange sense of submission.I have felt the Ups and at times the deep Downs.and i know that i have so much more to witness in life.Despite the huge coverage of woman-suffering,i feel no dread of the future.not just because i know i am a member of the "safer" women in the world but because i have a Dream.A dream i will strive hard to live.
The path may not be easy,I am sure,but I know I will attain it.I know I can.At a much earlier age,when i was just stepping out of my childhood and the womanly realities in life were staring hard at my face,I had spent several weeks crying over being born a girl.Contrary thoughts were not easy to develop.When freedom was an issue,i always lost because i am a girl.I love seeing and talking to the stars in a solitary calm place,but where can i get it except at the terrace of my home;again since i am a girl.The pain associated in being a woman also irked me a lot.Why should God be so partial to Men???Why should Women always be the sacrificers???Why should Women bear with pain for almost all the best years of their life while Men are spared???Why should only Women be given the cumbersome experience and pain of giving birth to a child???Why didn't God give Men the ability to bear child as well???Why should some things be so pleasurable for men while the same activities are painful and dreaded by women???Why does certain behaviour by the Men are forgiven/forgotten/never seen as wrong whereas the same from a Woman evokes wrath.
These strings of negative thoughts on being a girl flooded my brains for almost all my early teenage.But these thought have changed so drastically now,that i myself am astonished.
God knew that Men would never be able to tolerate emotional and physical pain(exceptions allowed-but talking about the general findings here) for so long and for such prolonged manner.God knew that only a Woman can give birth to a child and love him/her more than oneself.God knows that women alone can be epitomes of sacrifice and unconditional love.God chose only Woman to give birth to kids because He knew that only Women can don His role and give such effective assistance to His work of loving and caring for all of His creations.Woman is superior by the way they are capable of giving birth to a child;by bringing up the child effectively;by influencing the life of her family so prominently yet so subtly;by being emotionally manifold stronger;by bearing all pain with a smile throughout;by giving love,care and pleasure to an entire household;by being the strongest pillar of her family;by cooking,washing,cleaning,etc. showing that she is the centre of their life without whom life would be pathetic,hard,dirtyand hay-wire;by sacrificing her pleasures and choices for her family or rather blending her choices and pleasures with those of the others and thus getting happiness from them.She is submissive by way of her love;by the way she let go of things,by the way she is ready to do/bear anything for the well-being or happiness of her home;and through so many other ways...all acts of submissiveness yet projecting her greatness without fail.

Women again are not all good,just as all Men are not all good.But when a Man is not good,a good Woman can bring him back to goodness with her love and her will-power.But get a Woman who is not good and employ scores of good men for years on end,yet one cannot bring her to change what she is...Thats why someone great said that"A woman decides the fate of a family".
I am proud and happy that i have a good woman as my mother,and i wish that i live up to be a good Woman as well.