Oh these stars!!!

No i’m not talking about those little things (well not exactly small!) up in the sky during the night times. i’m talking about these people who become famous just because they do a film, a serial or host a reality show.

I'm a star!!!

These “megalomaniacs” (i prefer to call them so) think they are the center of the earth and that they deserve all the respect in the world. it is not a new story. people are used to the fact that film stars keep throwing tantrums at the slightest opportunity given. nothing can be done about that. at least if the film stars throw tantrums… Fine! they are popular.

but what irritates me is the air that the reality show people and serial artists put. this Sunday i had gone to a temple that is really popular and was quite crowded. so every individual was tried so hard to get a view of the lord. and the queue was quite long and it was like 15 minutes before we got closer to the lord but then there was a couple standing in front of the statue. they were praying and that was not a bad thing. but what irritated all was the fact that they were standing there praying for almost 5 min! no one gets to stand there for even 15 secs max. wondering what the reason is…?

well the couple had hosted a reality show some time back and the people there (the priests) gave them some importance thanks to their “star status”. ok fine, they got some special treatment because they appeared in some TV show. ok i’m cool with it. but it was what the lady said later that infuriated me… “look at that lady… i’m asking her to move but she is not! see how selfish people are!” she said. duh? look who is speaking!

2010-The year that was…

Happy New year 2011!!!

Another year has passed, another decade has flown by and i’m left wondering ” Whats up with time? looks like it is in a hurry”

i felt this year was just too quick. it was indeed a significant year too. loads of stuff happened. good and bad 🙂

1) i started blogging 😀 something i always thought was far from my reach. i always considered myself a bad writer but am working hard to improve. 🙂

2) i started to show a slight interest in cooking. my mom was like “Atlast!!! you know it is time you start learning how to cook” the result :  The first dessert we ever made

3) i got my scholarship for 3rd year in a row in my college. 😀  was so glad. hope to get it in my final year too. then that would be four in a row and an engineering degree that cost me nothing but sheer hardwork !!! 😉 so loads of expectations in 2011.

4) i turned 20 !!! was thrown out of my teenage years, but love it… 😉

5) started some proper preparation for my CAT exams that i’ll be facing this year. ( wish me luck!!! ) it is very important to me.

6) towards the end of the year I’ve turned into a book worm ( not the college books though! 😉 ) i’m on a reading spree. thats never usual with me ( i love reading books but not 2 or 3 books per week) but i’m glad. ( something useful 🙂 )

7) and this is something i’m not that happy about. i’m staying away from niru (my sis) on new year’s day ( actually she is away camping for 8 days ) and I’ve never done that. I’ve never stayed away from her for days in a stretch and it is, you know as if i’m missing something around me. ( but i’m sure that devil will be so happy camping 😡 )

so i’m entering into 2011 with loads of hope and hoping this very important year does bring me all the luck i need 😉

2011? bring it on!!! 😀

Happy new year to all of you too 🙂 ROCK ON!!!

Bye 2010, Howdy 2011!!!

I’m proud of it, are you?

Lord Nataraja, the lord of dance

That day we were supposed to be staging a dance show and we were getting ready when, draped in a beautiful light blue silk sari, accompanied with a friend of hers, meena walked in to the backstage. Meena had brightened up her eyes with a light streak of kajal and had tied her hair into a ponytail. She adorned her hair with a really beautiful metal flower kind of jewel and looked pretty. Her friend wore a pretty and a simple yellow sari and walked alongside smiling and looking at each and every participant. Here is something about these girls that you may not have suspected from this introduction. They are not Indians. They were foreigners who got so much involved in India and its rich culture. Their desire for the culture clearly reflected from the temple jewellery that meena was wearing and the Lord Nataraja dollar that the girl next to meena was wearing. It was a pretty dollar, nice and round, black in color and had a stone finish. Both meena and her friend even got themselves trained in Bharathanatyam and did quite a few shows too. Their involvement in India and its tradition was like no other I’ve ever seen. All of us in the backstage only knew meena but none of us knew anything about her new friend. Meena was from Bulgaria and visited India regularly to learn dance and to perform during the dance season (December – January). When enquired she introduced her friend to us, “This is my friend…” She said the name but could not catch it but left it not wanting to stop her. Meena continued, “She is also learning Bharathanatyam and she is from Czech Republic” she said and suddenly the girl interrupted meena and continued “… and now from India”, saying so she gave a sweet smile and looked around. It was a mixed bag of reactions in the room. There was certain hint of pride in her voice as she said those words. People were awestruck that a foreigner felt pride in being called an Indian and some were initially taken aback. I felt proud that I was an Indian, a status another foreigner desired to have.

This incident made me think, “when foreigners are falling in love with this diverse country, how any of us are proud to be a part of this diverse culture?” I’m not saying all people are like that or this sector of people are like that, but lets face it, there are people who are not that proud to be an Indian. But at the same time there are loads of people who are so proud of their very status of being called an “Indian”. But how many is the question.