Speak out June 17, 2008
Posted by megcloud9 in Uncategorized.Tags: indian stigma, sexual harrasment, Sir story, social stigma, women
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A breezy Sunday afternoon, sitting by the window sill, gazing out into the perfect blue sky…
Neha: Hasn’t it been ages since we went to meet Ma’am? I wonder how are they all doing. Ma’am, Sir, the kids. What fantastic energy that place had, teaching us and so many students in the most important milestones of our career, During High School, Tenth, Twelfth, they really shaped our future. Whatever I am today, is partly because of that place. Boy, I miss those days
Shweta: (in a very strange voice) I don’t really miss that place…
Neha: What?
Shweta: I said, I don’t miss that place…
Neha: Is something wrong?
Shweta: Silent…
Neha: You were always Ma’am‘s favorite student non-academically, we all loved the song you sang on the farewell day…and how can I forget John and you, all your puppy love days and me being your agony aunt (chuckle!)And the way we would repeatedly solve a 100 math problems and Sir would manage to point out even one small mistake in them (:
Shweta: Still silent
Neha: Do you remember the time when you called John “Sweetie pie” and how he was so happy the whole day in class! I can’t imagine you saying anything like that to him now (:
And on ethnic day, I was quite miffed with all these kiddy guys calling us “auntie!” while we were decked up in our sarees.
Did you go to Sakshi’s wedding? Ma’am had invited me; I went so late to the wedding! Nevertheless I wished the couple and Ma’am .Ma’am and Sir were so happy that their daughter was all grown up now! I heard Sakshi just delivered a baby girl…Did you visit them recently?
Why aren’t you saying anything Shweta?
A burst of tears …
Neha: What’s wrong?!
Shweta: Sir…
Neha: What about him?
Shweta: I went to meet Ma’am and Sir about 3 months ago.
Neha: Then?
Shweta: Ma’am was taking a class downstairs and told me to be seated upstairs in the hall. While I was there, Sir came and struck a conversation with me.
Neha: What did he say?
Shweta: ….
Neha: What went wrong, you have to tell me Shweta, I have never seen you being this upset …I am getting worried now.
Shweta: He came closer and sat next to me on the sofa, I was a little apprehensive at first but I never sensed something was wrong.
Later while talking, he casually stretched out his arms and slowly inched towards my shoulder…
Sobs again
Neha: Speechless…
Shweta: He tried to get closer ,still talking .I was too shocked for a couple of seconds .The next thing I did was get up, he held my arm and tried to push me onto the sofa. I had to push him away and run out of the hall, I was so scared that I locked the door and fled the scene without looking back even once. I haven’t gone back to that place since that day. I was so scared the whole night, couldn’t sleep. Neha, I didn’t want to tell my parents, Ma’am or anyone fearing they would blame me for lying! I didn’t know how to tell you either, I was just too ashamed that Sir could behave this way ….sobs uncontrollably
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Mirror Mirror,on the wall June 13, 2008
Posted by megcloud9 in Break Free, College, MSRIT.Tags: exams, girly post, lipstick, vanity fair
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12:39 am-Logged out of Orkut, finally closed all the umpteen blog windows I was engrossed reading in. System shut down, almost shut my eyes ready to drift off to sleep after a long day.
12:47 am-Wide awake ….Urge to blog, rather a craving, lappie switched on, blogging now (:
Caution: This is again a girly post. Men, Read at your own risk!!!
Pic sourced from ussu.net
Sequence of events unfolded from 7 pm on Friday, the 13th (:
Gazed at the four shades of lipstick (read lif-tick) lying in front of me
Grape Matte, Rum n Raisin, Mountain Matte and Arjun Khanna’s Treasures
OMG, these are at least a year old or more (SIGH!) I must start dressing up more!
Got 2 new gloss tubes by ELF today @Health n Glow, seriously good stuff,@131 bucks apiece, a real steal!
Decided to mix stuff, smear on lips and see the result.
This is the heights of joblessness/not being able to study/excuses to not study/wateva !
Color 1: apply Grape Matte generously
Result: B-grade horror movie actress.
Reaction: shocked
Remedy: apply elf’s mauve berry lip gloss, result, look humane, slightly tolerable variety. On second thoughts (: hey, actually pretty (: asking the mirror now, who’s d prettiest of em all 
Color 2: apply Mountain Matte
Result: totally stupid color, lips look like they r burnt
Reaction: disgusted
Remedy: try elf gloss, looks even worse, ditch the color
Color 3: apply Arjun Khanna’s treasures
Result: pathetic like some lifeless plant, lips dried out, the total dead look
Reaction: WTF!
Remedy: no use trying this lipstick -will look like a c grade movie star! Ditch this shade.
Color 4: apply Rum n Raisin
Result: looking like the pakka “bharatanatyam dancer”
Reaction: looks good only while giving a dance performance! Sigh, miss those days):
Remedy: memories r great but not age old colors for my lips, no, thank you
Color 5: only Elf’s Ruby Slipper
Result: fab, totally
Reaction: wow, aint I pretty
Remedy: none 
Color 6: only Elf’s Mauve Berry
Result: nice nude shaded lips
Reaction: good for day wear
Remedy: not this time
Color 7: Clinique’s pure gloss only
Result: neat, shiny, again the nude “daytime best suited look”
Reaction: sigh
Remedy: none!
8:15 pm: lesson learnt
Johnson’s baby oil is an awesome lipstick remover, also soothes the lips! (:
8:17 pm: Resolution made
I will not buy any lipstick for this whole year! 
Men: if you r still reading this, awesome, gift your girl a tube of ELF gloss right away 
1:22 am: Time to crash and stop thinking about everything else and Study from tomorrow!
I apologize in advance for any delay in responding to comments.
1:45 am: will get a good night’s sleep now that the “blog craving” has been taken care of! Phew!
Taken for a ride :( June 3, 2008
Posted by megcloud9 in Uncategorized.Tags: auto, auto drivers in blore, bangalore autos
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NO, I did not have a grin on my face like Ponting did on his auto ride in our city in this picture.
I was fleeced majorly today by an autorickshaw driver on a route that I know like the back of my hand and I felt so stupid after the whole incident.Autos are a highly useful medium of transport; especially for people like me who are either not allowed to drive a 2-4 Wheeler or are sometimes too lazy to travel by our monstrous BMTC buses.
There was a ceremony today at the Vaidika Sabha at Vyalikaval, next to Chowdiah Memorial Hall .I left home at around 11 am, hailed an auto from the Mathikere Main Road.While I was lost in a whirr of memories about a special person who was no more in this world and in whose memory today’s ceremony was being held ,I realized we had reached the IISc, Kendriya Vidyalaya entrance side (near Yeshwanthpur ) and to my shock I saw that the meter showed 20 bucks! I could not believe my eyes, it’s not even 3 km from the Mathikere Main Road.Rubbing my eyes, I furiously began to concentrate on the meter. When we reached the IISc circle it was 30 Rs. I began talking to the driver in a possibly mild way .Sample our conversation
Me: Sir, nimma meter sari idhya? Yako tumbha bega 20 Rs.torstha idyalla?
Driver (D): Yake madam, sariyaage idyella
Me: Illaaa.. Andru, neeve nodi, 3 km ge 20 Rs. Aagalvalla?
D: (groaning and moaning) Gives me a big explanation about what is the prescribed jump now in the meter, x metres=50 paise jump, also gives a mouthful about the price rise in an LPG cylinder —This is the most common excuse!
Me: Nodi naavu tumbha sala ee route nalle odhadhtivi, Malleswaram 8th cross ge 30 Rs. Mele aagalla ,naavu innu Malleswaram enter kuda aagilla ashtralle nimma meter ishotondu torstha idyella
D: Nodi ma, naavu dina nuraru janara na pick up drop madthvi, yellara hatra nammge argue madakke agalla .Bekadre yava auto driver aadru keli, ishte aagodhu!
Me: (meekly) aadru neevu digital meter haksodhu vaasi ansathe. namge avaga ishtondu confusion iralla
D: Nodi madam, digital meter sari illa, adralli ondu sala battery problem banthu andre, tumbha thale
novu. Namdu hale gaadi, adella haksakke agalla !!!
Me: (***** in my mind!) silent for the rest of the journey.
Finally we reached our destination and I ended up paying 45 Rs. for the journey. I felt completely helpless and stupid. I knew the place since I have been visiting it so many times since years and I know for sure that the fare was ridiculous. I even muttered “Thank you” like an idiot to the driver!
Scene 2:
Way back home, a normal properly functioning meter in the auto ,I got off at the same place Mathikere Main Road ,
meter charged me just 30 bucks ! This was also an analog meter.
Who can explain this?!
I hate auto drivers but I love the autos (: they are a lifeline to our city and we can’t do without them but I wish these drivers had some humanity to not rob us in daylight!
