Diary of sasitharani chandrasekaran

The similarities of potter world and real world

Mon, 09 Jul 2007 19:03:47 +0530

There is a thing that J K rowling has introduced in Herru potter and the prisoner of azkhaban called as dementors
dementors r the creatures who guard the wizard prison in azhkhaban.Whenever they r around they remove happiness from u.they leave behind only bad memories.
does'nt this thing sound similar to depression.
Harry saves himself from the dementors by using imperious patronous.For this patronous it is important for harry to think abt a happy memory.the more happier the memory the more strong is the patronous.
So this is the way we too deal with our depression
They only way to be happy in our life is to always save our happy memories.
During the feast dumbeldore says happiness can be found in darkest times if keep the light on.and this light is the hope.

A tamil marriage(that i have seen)

Fri, 06 Jul 2007 22:31:56 +0530

Disclaimer:This is the kind of marriage in my side.This may not be true for entire tamil community

It is always considered that marriage is not a easy affair(i am talking abt typical tamil arranged marriage).the very important part is offcourse the invitation card
i always thought a invitation card means u r inviting ur friends and relations.so what should be the content of a invitation card i guess
the bride and the bridegroom's name
their parents name
the venue
timings
and optionally a lovely poem or thirukurul or something similar

but our side something more important than all these is
the degree of the bride bridegroom
the degree of the parents
the company were they work
the name of the brothers and sisters with degree if u hav not completed the education u can put a dot at end ora underline
the name of maternal uncle with their degree and the company they work
the name of aunties
the name of grant parents
in short all the people u know except for ur friends
i feel sad for the friends

after all this inclusion it no more a invitation card it is now a family booklet
u need to spend at least an hour to figure out the person u know
and ya if u miss out a name u r in great trouble

after seeing all these feel we don't have a difference b/w our personal life and our professional life
degree and ur job is profession what is the need to put in a invitation card just for a fake show off.
i still don't understand why do we include uncle and aunts name

now the next important question why do we attend a marriage?
to bless them and share our good wishes
but i hav seen this as secondary
the primary thing is in the function there is small marriage beureu
were people say"my sisters daughter has completed her studies she works in infosys what abt ur brother son" i am not anyway disturbed by this
but one thing that disturbs me when people talk abt the dowry the bride brings in, it goes like"she is bringing one kg gold and a santro for her in laws" the other says the "bridegroom is worth it he earns above 50,000" hello is this a marriage? or who is selling. whom god knows
and for all these nonsense people spend (mostly the bride's side)nearly 10 to 15 lakhs or more

what does marriage mean to me:
a get together were having fun is the main motto and of course my well wishes

how is my marriage going to be:
i prefer a register marriage
but since my dad have a lot of dreams it will b according to his wish
but i will take care to that my invitation card has only the essential things and the brides name will be
sasitharani
and not
sasitharani B.E

b'cos B.E is not my my marriage certificate it is for professional use only.AND don't want anyone to marry me for my degree or the dowry.I would to marry for who i am.
i will marry him for him not for his profession or salary
and also i will say each and every thing abt me i will not hide anything abt me.
i strictly believe if ur r making compromise for the sake of marriage then marriage is not a heavenly gift
it will just be a license to sex.
i want my marriage to be a HEAVENLY GIFT................

Disclaimer:This is the kind of marriage in my side.This may not be true for entire tamil community

Sivaji-the disappiontment

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 21:42:58 +0530

i am a great movie buff,i sometimes feel luck to be born as a tamilian and to be bought up in mumbai,because now i can understand hindi,english,tamil,marathi and a bit of telugu and malyalam movies.
these languages has formed a major film industry in each of their respected states.but there was always a barrier.the hindi movie goers stereotyped the south indian movies to b not so good movies having fat heroines and dark (complexion)heroes.but some the tamil movies were always used to b best.but i was let down by tamil movie since they were partial toward women and offcourse virginity,sex and issues.but i guese these movies reflected the society which watches the movies.and these movie goers were male dominant.but tamil industry is slowly coming out of this.i thought one such example would be Sivaji-the boss,but sadly it wasn't.
the film was very much hyped by the media the only reason for this was a 90 crores budget.i expected a lot from the movie not b'cos of rajini but for shankar.but in the film rajini dominated shankar (sadly).i expected a fresh plot but there was was nothing new.
the movie is a good entertainer.i loved the way black money is dealt it was amazing but i was let down when
rajini says he would like to marry a lady of tamil culture i would like to question why?
there is a scene were there r two girls how r shown dark and ugly and they r trying to impress sivaji by dancing i was heart
the film is technically the best indian movie ever made.watch out for the white rajini.the crystal set of a melodious song is the best.but the social message was not so strong.and the end of the movie one may also get confused astrology is true or false?
this is not the first time that has happened in a tamil movie it always happens.
i feel really bad why r not other good movies not hyped.shivaji is running across 20 (or may b more than that)theaters in mumbai.other movies just run in three of them sometimes only one i.e aurora.
i would like people to see movies like
mozhi-ran at 2 theaters
parathi veeran
unnale unnale
kalki
which really breaks the barriers
these r the movies with a deep social message
i think media should play a more responsible role by promoting films with good message.

who says harry potter is for kids?

Thu, 05 Jul 2007 21:13:28 +0530

harry potter the whole series has played a very important part of my life

how i started with harry potter:
i was 18 .it was on pogo the used to show the philosophers stone three time a day they had a lot of advertisement after every two scenes after each break i change the channel and never com back. so even if i missed in the mornings i used to see the remaining in afternoon and remaining at night.i loved the magic.it was great.then i found out it had a second part too.then the news paper had the ad for third one and news abt sixth book one.it was this time i knew that the films were being adapted from the novels.i still used to see the movies without even knowing the exact plot.then after few months the fourth movie harry potter and the goblet of fire released i was 20 i saw it in the theater.the movie was great.it was this time that harry potter and the half blood prince released i wanted to get the book but i could not since i was very busy with my college works.then there some very bad failures in my life that things like harry potter was not a important thing.

how i got crazy:
my brother bought all the 6 books for me when i was 21.
again since i was busy with my college work i dint read them.
then again i was passing through some difficult stages of my life.i was very depressed i some how wanted to come out the disasters in my life.and it was this time i read the sixth book.to my surprise i understood nothing.then i read the fifth one,since i hav seen the four films i thought i can understand the fifth one.and i was right then i read the sixth one the the 1st then 2nd then the 4th and 3rd was the last(i know it sounds crazy).

i learned:
these books really helped me come out my mental disaster.i found new friends who also loved harry potter they suggested websites.through these friends i found other new friends i started enjoying my life like never before there were problems in my life but they dint effect my happiness now(i learned this from harry potter).i am loving my craziness.since i then read how veronica decides to die.i learned that being crazy is not bad at all.my personality has entirely.i am childish i am crazy i know hoe to tackle the programs.i am understanding people in life.i have understood it is not only i who is sufferings all people go through ups and downs
i am hence very thankful to J K ROWLING
as other fans i am waiting for the 7th book too

Dreams(poem)

Thu, 15 Feb 2007 23:21:01 +0530

Dreams
Thoughts imaginations ideas
It may be defined in one form
Devastated, crushed, frustrated
And horrified other form to define
Those were the
Definitions of dreams
Can be termed as
Satisfaction as well shattered

Concrete and glass are two types
The glass though beautiful
Handle it with care
Once breaks pieces will pierce
No cure for the pain
Except for a another dream
But the happiness is not sure
it is better not to dream

Concrete not beautiful as glass
Easy to built with proper plan
Strong never can break
Nor may give pain
Cannot withstand with wrong plan
Happiness is not sure
It is better not to dream

If there is o dream there is no hope
If there is no hope there is no happiness
If there is no happiness there is no life
If there is no life we are living bodies dead

With a biologically beating heart
With a empty mind working
To pump heart to walk, sit, stand and sleep
Leading us to self killing

So it is better to dream
Let it be beautiful by glass,
Not ugly with concrete
Let the dreams break
Built them again with the broken pieces
Find the agency that break
Build and rebuild find the agency
Once found can.there can be no dreams broken
by
Sasitharani chandrasekaran

i am waiting for..........................

Wed, 14 Feb 2007 20:50:05 +0530

a short story I am waiting for.....................
The clock hanging in off white colored wall said its five.The same was said by the right bottomed clock on the desktop of Sandhya"s office computer.The time for which most of the people, who curse the same clock at nine a.m are the waiting for.But now a days 5.00 pm does not excite Sandhya.
Sandhya remembered the day when she would wait for 5.00 pm.She would finish her office work,catch the 5.56 local ,reach her place,cook for her husband and children,have a talk with them then sleep and the next day the same schedule.

Sandhya now felt that those were the wonderful days in her life.She slowly offs her office.Boards the 6.30 ladies local.She buys bread.Reaches home.She feels her home walls are crying for something.Sofas are waiting for some one.The silent air is shouting "why are u back there is no one waiting for u?".

She laid on the sofa thinking of the past.
Sandhya"s husband Sooraj said good bye after having an affair with leukemia.Sooraj always hid this relationship from Sandhya ,Arvind his son and Payal his daughter.When Sandhya knew about this, god had already divorced their relationship.

Arvind was fifteen,payal was ten.This was the most difficult phase in Sandhya"s life.Her driving force were her children.
Today arvind is a general manager at a reputed firm in London
Payal is mother of a beautiful princess.She lives with her husband.
Sooraj"s memory did allow her for london.

Sandhya answers to to the shouting silence" where else do i go.I am waiting for my grand daughter to play with me and i am waiting for the day my husband will come back and take me to the place where he stays"

the art of bargaining

Tue, 13 Feb 2007 17:59:01 +0530

a short story
THE ART OF BARGAINING
"Bhaji lo Bhaji" called the vegetable vendor.

It was a sunny morning,Kaveri came out from her bunglow in her light blue nighty after hearing "bhaji lo bhaji".
Her husband was working in shipping company.He could visit her only once in two years .She had every thing she needed.Her son was in a good school far from the society they lived.Her son apart from studing was learning everything from piano to abacus and of course karathe.His school bus received him at 7.00 in the morning and left him back at 9.00 at night.Kaveri was proud of everything she had.

"Bhindi kitne ka bhai saab" ,started kaveri, the vegetable vendor replied it is Rs15 after fifteen minutes of bargaining Kaveri ends up in buying them for Rs 10,and started looking for money in her purse.She felt proud of her art for bargaining.

Her eyes met with radha."Namasthe bhabhi" they greeted each other.Radha was of same age as Kaveri.They often met in the bank were Radha used to deposit money and Kaveri used to withdraw.Kaveri then learned that Radha was staying in a small cottage opposite to kaveri's kitchen's window.After the meeting at the bank Radha waved at evenings.Kaveri also strated to have the view of the family from her window.

Radha was wearing a bright red sari with some shinning dots on it.Her bangles and anklets chimes gave her a unique presence.Radha's bhindhi was red bright giving a complex to her saree. Radha's husband was a government employee.Kaveri never knew how much that man earned but was sure it was much lesser than her husband's.Radha's husband left home at eight in morning and would be back at 4.00 with some plastic bag having road side eatables.Radha and her son, who reached home by 1.00 noon from a nearby school,would grow happier after seeing that bag.

"Bhindi kitne ka bhai sab", equired Radha unaware of Kaveri's bargain. Vegetable vendor replies it Rs 15.Radha pays Rs 15 which was ready in her hand and leaves by greeting once again,"Namasthe Bhabhi".before Kaveri could say anything a question filled her heart"What am i proud from 'bargain of vegetables' or by 'bargain of life' ?"

grow to sky

Tue, 13 Feb 2007 17:55:44 +0530

GROW TO SKY
A seed buried underground
Shines Sun, falls rain
grows to sky

passes days
sprout to tip
planters face spills smile
grows to sky

in a flash goes month
in a hurry changes seasons
First a seed, then a plant
grows to sky

Branches grow
Leaves bud
Now a home
On its own

Danger lies ahead
Unkown to be burnt as fire

Seasons pass
changes color
Then falls out

It grows cold
As it is fought over a home
Hearing the noise of a chainsaw not far away

Resting inside, warm again
As it burns away