Efficiency is intelligent laziness-David Dunham

Friday, March 21, 2014

Its Girl's issue

I had this strange dream today which I thought I must share it on social media.
Disclaimer: The story shared here is just a dream. If any characters or scenes resemble any person alive or dead or any event, it is just a coincidence.
Scene 1:
It was an event. It was supposed to be an awesome night where I could dance with my friends. But guess what happened? The moment I entered the venue I realised that girls were put in barricades/cages and boys were out and free to enjoy. Lol :D Everyone who knows me know that I'll hardly gel with girls. Now what was I supposed to do? Leave all my friends and dance with some strangers just bcoz they are girls?
When I opposed it, I was even told by someone I know that- You are a nice girl. But not all girls are like you. That's the reason we have made this arrangement.
Now what am I supposed to feel? Feel that I'm good and all others are bitches? Or bash that guy for even stereotyping all women?
I did nothing. You know why? Bcoz it was just a dream.
Scene 2:
After playing enough hide and seek from the security guys I finally decided to leave my friends alone and go to girls side. Inside the cage.
Luckily off late I can even befriend a stone and talk to it. I happened to find an amazing group and thoroughly enjoyed.. Danced like crazy.
Now that I'm awake from the dream, it feels like what a dream. It was dance of this life. Last time I remember dancing with girls was some 4 years back on a musical night. Even before that it was just my dance class.
While I dancing I just happened to see these volunteers (both girls and boys) were dancing together in a section which was separating the stage from the audience. I was busy dancing. Or else I would have surely taken couple of pics of them as a proof to my statement. Anyhow it was a dream. So even if I had clicked a picture, it wouldn't have mattered.
This what I felt in my dream: Why this double standards guys? You can dance with your friends. But we mango people aren't supposed to have fun? The men who are volunteering are gentlemen and all other men are assholes. Is that what it means?
I couldn't ask this anyway to them, as it was just a dream.
Scene 3:
I was in this girls section. The event was over. All girls were asked to stay back for 5 mins until guys leave. Since I was disconnected from my friends the friend who travels on the same route as mine had left the venue little early. I was disconnected. So they could never inform me.
Usually When I'm out at the late nights I always make sure I can be independent enough to travel alone. I needn't depend on any men. (Feminist in me makes me do this)
We were let out after continuous pleading to the organizers for 15 mins. The moment girls were out there was a human chain of security guys in the well lighten area of the venue. It almost felt like men will pounce on girls if there were no human chain. Lol :D To remind you, all this was a dream.
Then I was walking towards this parking lot of the venue where there no lights at all. Guess what? There was not even single security guards to protect girls. What an irony know? Where there is necessity there is no one available.
..The end...
When I woke up from the dream, series of thoughts rushed into my mind.
If they were really concerned about safety, they could have just let them be and had their security people throughout the venue to guard them. It would have saved women from the discomfort of being away from friends. Instead of having those human chains in inappropriate areas, they could have used the same man power in the appropriate areas. Or they could have let the girls out first, instead of making them wait for 15mins.
Lastly if anyone feels women are unsafe at 10 in the night, why not just shut the events by 8 if they can't keep women safe? It would have saved an embarrassment of being born as human with little weight near the chest. Whose idea was it anyway? I couldn't ask it to anyone as it was just a dream. So asking people who are reading this here. Am I wrong in thinking this way?
Its My World..

Sunday, July 28, 2013

#Broke #Confused

You finish your graduation. Work for an year, then you join post graduation. You are back to student life :) You are going to pass out in a year. You know that market is bad. You are scared about your future. You have to get a job. You are broke. Feels like shit to ask pocket money from your dad. Congratulations! You are as happy as I'm.

Well this is a common story of most of my friends who are doing their post graduation. Boys there is still some hope. Just another year. Its all going to be over. Chill & stop cribbing. Can't say much bcoz even I'm in same state of mind.

Thanks for reading.

Bye for now. :P

Saturday, June 29, 2013



I know haven't blogged at all. For several moons. I apologize to those who would visit this space. Will be back after exams.

Take care lovely people.

Tuesday, March 5, 2013

Why do we like Bad Boys?

Why do we like Bad Boys?

The bad boys. You know the type: tattoos and piercings, a certain air of superiority or anti-social tendencies, a motorcycle, or a general apathy toward you. They are broken and dangerous; and, somehow, we can't help but want them.
It turns out that pining for the bad boys, however unavailable they may be, has deeper roots than merely a dark sex appeal. Read further to get to the bottom of our obsession with the mysterious and the brooding.

Who is He?

Bad boys can come in many shapes and sizes, and they don't all have the same personalities or the same appeals. The general types:
The Elusive Bad Boy
This boy is a forbidden fruit. He barely knows you exist and doesn't make an appearance in your social scene. With an exciting life you know nothing about and a rough-around-the-edges look, this bad boy is intriguing, although unavailable to you. You want to break the rules to know him.
The Guarded Bad Boy
The guarded bad boy is more withdrawn than merely elusive. A mysterious guy, he's picky about who he associates with, and you probably aren't one of the lucky few. He might be moody or allergic to smiling, but the unknown is intoxicating.
The Non-Committal Bad Boy
An eternal bachelor, this guy doesn't want to settle down anytime soon -- if ever. He wants to play the field and live his own life, and you probably won't be a constant in it.
The Fixer-Upper Bad Boy
This bad boy is apathetic toward a number of issues. He is damaged goods, probably with issues haunting him from his past that are inhibiting his future. His main concern is having a good time, and he takes pride in doing whatever the heck he wants. He has a lot of work to do before he would be suitable for a long-term relationship.

Why Do We Do It?

We know these guys are bad news and have great potential to break our hearts, so why do we chase after them with the intent to win their affection? Aside from the excitement of something different and the thrill of the chase, our reasons for wanting them may stem from deeper desires or experiences.
Women have an inherent desire to nurture. Part of our role in humanity is to take care of others (to an extent), so we are often gratified when we feel we have done our job. If we can affect change in someone or earn some sort of dependence, this makes us feel needed. This is one reason women are attracted to bad boys, boys they think they can change, and if they do, will feel a sense of accomplishment and reward.
A common justification for going after the bad boys is "daddy issues." While the title is sad and somewhat insulting, the concept holds true. Dr. Thomas Miller, a health and behavioural psychologist, told that women who have experienced verbal, emotional or physical abuse from males during their childhood or adolescent years can form a distorted perception of relationships. It's a cycle, not that women will necessarily go after violent men (and I'm not saying most bad boys are violent, don't get me wrong), but it is not uncommon for them to subconsciously look for relationships that are either unattainable or unfulfilling because that is what they have been conditioned for.
Not every woman wants to tame a man and settle down. Some women go after bad boys because they themselves are afraid of deep emotions and commitment, according to Peter Jonason, a researcher at New Mexico State University. They know that these bad boys won't push for a relationship, so they, too, can avoid the idea.

Does it ever Work Out?

Sure, there are girls who have been successful in transforming their bad boys or at least softening them up; but Dr. Miller warns that not all bad boys can be saved. I wonder if even most of them can be, at least not without sacrificing your own emotional and psychological well-being. Trying to change someone is a difficult and trying task, and the negative effect it has on you can actually be more significant than the positive effect you are able to make on the man. I think that while a woman can be the push a man needs to get his act together, the change has to come from his own personal desire to alter the course of his life and his relationships.
The desire to tame the beast seems to be a pattern among the young. Anthropologist Dr. Helen Fisher told that younger women are more experimental and less experienced, giving them the audacity to chase the bad boys and possibly blinding them to the difficulty of such a male. They also may not have the capacity to identify a bad boy as actually being harmful or connect the dots that chasing him will probably end badly. As women get older, they tend to learn from mistakes and realize that bad boys aren't worth the trouble.
What do you think? Have you changed a bad boy? Do you think we all just need to grow up?

It's my world..
Meera Cagathi

Monday, November 26, 2012

Computer back with a bang

Hi friends,

After a really long time I'm back.. Thanks to my job.. Finally I quit it.. Almost a month. Time flies truly. Took a break and studying like a good student now. This decision was really not so easier. As usual I was lost. Thanks to my new friend, who helped me through out this phase. Only he could understand what I was trying to say.

A week into college feels like alien. First 3 days couldn't even live up to my name given by my favorite lecturer during engineering. I was called the COMPUTER because my sir thought  could solve any problem faster than any calculator with high accuracy. lol :D  Miss those days.

From today Computer is back with a bang. Processing speed has increased and so is the accuracy. Me happy happy..

Will write soon

It's my world.
Sukrutha/ Meera

Wednesday, August 8, 2012

The Top Five Regrets of the Dying

I was going through an article by Paulo Coelho and I just had to bring it down here. Based on this article, a full length book titled The Top Five Regrets of the Dying - A Life Transformed by the Dearly Departing has been released.

So here goes.......

"For many years I worked in palliative care. My patients were those who had gone home to die. Some incredibly special times were shared. I was with them for the last three to twelve weeks of their lives.

People grow a lot when they are faced with their own mortality. I learnt never to underestimate someone's capacity for growth. Some changes were phenomenal. Each experienced a variety of emotions, as expected, denial, fear, anger, remorse, more denial and eventually acceptance. Every single patient found their peace before they departed though, every one of them. 

When questioned about any regrets they had or anything they would do differently, common themes surfaced again and again. Here are the most common five: 

1. I wish I'd had the courage to live a life true to myself, not the life others expected of me. 

This was the most common regret of all. When people realise that their life is almost over and look back clearly on it, it is easy to see how many dreams have gone unfulfilled. Most people had not honoured even a half of their dreams and had to die knowing that it was due to choices they had made, or not made. 

It is very important to try and honour at least some of your dreams along the way. From the moment that you lose your health, it is too late. Health brings a freedom very few realise, until they no longer have it.

2. I wish I didn't work so hard. 

This came from every male patient that I nursed. They missed their children's youth and their partner's companionship. Women also spoke of this regret. But as most were from an older generation, many of the female patients had not been breadwinners. All of the men I nursed deeply regretted spending so much of their lives on the treadmill of a work existence. 

By simplifying your lifestyle and making conscious choices along the way, it is possible to not need the income that you think you do. And by creating more space in your life, you become happier and more open to new opportunities, ones more suited to your new lifestyle. 

3. I wish I'd had the courage to express my feelings.

Many people suppressed their feelings in order to keep peace with others. As a result, they settled for a mediocre existence and never became who they were truly capable of becoming. Many developed illnesses relating to the bitterness and resentment they carried as a result. 

We cannot control the reactions of others. However, although people may initially react when you change the way you are by speaking honestly, in the end it raises the relationship to a whole new and healthier level. Either that or it releases the unhealthy relationship from your life. Either way, you win. 

4. I wish I had stayed in touch with my friends. 

Often they would not truly realise the full benefits of old friends until their dying weeks and it was not always possible to track them down. Many had become so caught up in their own lives that they had let golden friendships slip by over the years. There were many deep regrets about not giving friendships the time and effort that they deserved. Everyone misses their friends when they are dying. 

It is common for anyone in a busy lifestyle to let friendships slip. But when you are faced with your approaching death, the physical details of life fall away. People do want to get their financial affairs in order if possible. But it is not money or status that holds the true importance for them. They want to get things in order more for the benefit of those they love. Usually though, they are too ill and weary to ever manage this task. It is all comes down to love and relationships in the end. That is all that remains in the final weeks, love and relationships. 

5. I wish that I had let myself be happier. 

This is a surprisingly common one. Many did not realise until the end that happiness is a choice. They had stayed stuck in old patterns and habits. The so-called 'comfort' of familiarity overflowed into their emotions, as well as their physical lives. Fear of change had them pretending to others, and to their selves, that they were content. When deep within, they longed to laugh properly and have silliness in their life again. 

When you are on your deathbed, what others think of you is a long way from your mind. How wonderful to be able to let go and smile again, long before you are dying. 

Life is a choice. It is YOUR life. Choose consciously, choose wisely, choose honestly. Choose happiness."
It's my world.
Sukrutha C R

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

A strong lady who taught me to be strong

It was third semester of my engineering. The very first day. I met this lady. My lecturer. I always thought she hated me. Most of the times I was targetted in class. There was a day where I had even thought she hates women, because she used to target me, even when there are 70+ weird guys.

I have always had a love hate relationship with this lady. But there was something in her which used to inspire me to be like her. May be her "I don't care attitude", or may be her "I'm the best, I know it all attitude". I just loved that about her. She was one of the very strong women I have ever met.  I have learnt to be strong from her. Now whenever someone come up to me and appreciate my strong attitude, I know it, it came from her. Her wise advices were the best. She was lucky mascot for  most of the students. She had a very rare combination of beauty with brains. I aspired to be live like her. She was my inspiration.

I had told this to her many times. Even when I met her alive the last time. It was 11th Feb 2012. She left us all forever yesterday. I'll miss you ma'm. You are going to stay in my heart forever. May your soul Rest in peace.

It's my world.