HAPPY BEGININGS

Year 2009 is coming to an end.....a year i will never forget.....a year of lots of my firsts....a year worth remembering, forever....

They say I have grown up,they say a year has gone by u have become more mature...........

Mature my foot....i have turned impatient, moody nd d worst word in english dictionary frustrated....

So heres wishing 2010 bring more tears in d models eyes,peace to the world,salman's films become hit,IIM have deir results out in time,I get a hike in salary and a drop in my weight.........

Cheers everybody Wishing everyone of my friends a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year...With a saying ....Hope ALL IS WELL................XoxO Ani

a year ago......

As i turn to facebook and orkut,i c pictures of my friends,foes and those who never bothered me.....

We have changed so much in just a year,I mean as much by looks and naturally i hope we have bcum all mature nd understanding...ahem ahem...lets not comment on that.....

The old pictures seem to be fading,but yet they look so beautiful,my simple life,wid my friends my HOD nd my family now has turned into a complicated life .Those 4 years i knew exactly how d rest of my 60 years will go,wht dreams i had to cash into goals....but today i m clueless.....I am scared to say tht i do not know what i want,am i lost in dis jungle or is it same wid everyone?

I turn to my albums nd i want to say i m proud of those 4 years,yes it was a cushioned life but it did teach me to fight for my self......Thankyou to all my friends,foes nd those who never bothered me for taking care of me,for shaping me,for many many things which were felt nd cannot b putten into words....

BIT calling

I am standing in front of the window,watching millions of people pass by,traffic crawing on the roads and hawkers busy in bargaining with their customers,A gush of air passes over my face and i m suddenly transported to another world, full of reminiscence,a mixed bag of joy and regrets.
It is going to be an exact of 10 months when I had left the gates of BIT to venture from the known to the unknown.I am going back to BIT for my convocation carrying with me a lot of new dreams to the place where I had started dreaming.With new memories to the place where I had lived few of the best memories and a few regrets to none at all here. but loosing some kilos and the braces.
Truth be told I was a little apprehensive when i thought of returning back here,the pages of my
life has turned a bit grey,i have changed,friends and foe who will come there might have changed,will I b able to accept the change,sacrifice the sweet nd bitter memories to create new chapters with the same people.Will i be enthralled or dissaponited ?Will my friends be happy to c me?Do i want to go back to the place which I had bid once farewell?As so many questions begin to search for answers,I recieve a call from a friend.
He says that he has got my tickets booked,nd we all are going.I start laughing at his excitement,as he has consulted none and had got 6 tickets booked.He appears confused and he answers all my questions with a simple statement,"Arent we all supposed to be there together",I smile and say" yes" and whisper Thankyou.

Emancipate

I have transformed from a girl to a teenager and now i m a woman groomed to be a lady.I am proud of the sex i belong to.I am proud to be a girl.There is nothing to be ashamed of and there is nothing to be scared of...This is the mantra i have to tell everyday to myself before i step out of the house and count my blessings when i reach home.

In the last 48 hours from now 2 girls have been alledgly picked from the roads ,gangraped and dumped in noida.Police have caught these bottom soul lacking guys who are so proud that they have more strength than women.I am in short of adjectives when i want to describe such men.

Because of the presence of such low scumbags on the roads,movement of us have become difficult.

Everyday a new ravan is out on the road in search of Sita.And you know whats d most horrifying part,is to live with the fear that oneday the girl they mention in the newspaper,that one day the Sita that everyone is talking about is YOU.

My mother spends sleepless nights worrying about me and my safety.She consoles herself that i have send my daughter so far away so that she can grow up,be independent ,do something for herself and for others.I hate to make her relive the fear that something might happen to me day after day.

How do I say to my mom ,that i m  also scared but i need to go out nd i will try to be brave.How do i explain and tell her that i have full faith in the God she prays to.How do i tell her that i cannot just sit in home as the sun goes down and let those dirtbags win.

Every girl,every women has the right to walk on the roads and live as a man.Men often complain of the special consideration women get.How do you underestimate the strength in you..?And when 10 people push their penis up and down a girl,how is to save herself while 10 people are mere spectators to the event.

Its time to emancipate ourselves from the bondages of this society.Its time to be more alert,and increase our knowledge about our surroundings.The first thing which needs to be done is to increase awareness in u and the people around you.funniest thing  is that 2 rape cases in 48 hours in noida,police spend all their brains in catching the possible suspects,but no 1 thought of lioghting up the street lights,so atleast the scumbags don't come out in the light.

Be aware of the basic self defence techniques.Trust me it makes you confident.Have a dairy containing all your important phone numbers and speed dial in your mobile should be on.these are just some basic tips so as to be confident on the road

Being a part of the female community or as they call the weaker sex is nothing to be ashamed of.Being strong in physique is nothing to be proud of or to be glorified about.Be strong intellectually,be aware of your surroundings,be confident of the road on which you walk.And trust me someone is praying for you.Be confident of those prayers.Till then Be positive,be safe,be aware....