Oh my god!

I had a bad idea to change my blog,the way it looked,the way it was,the background and all such stuff,in short to change its template.I did find an idea of uploading one of my favourite rain snap as the background,I worked on its HTML as well.you know i haven't put my effort so, even in my engineering labs or my practicals.I did put my heart and soul,this day,its sulry afternoon,sitting in my system,though the stupid Ac din't work, sweating and puffing.And yeah,whatever i do,i do it efficiently right,so i did complete the task.I had to change the entire formatting right from the wigets,everything,it took me the whole of afternoon to complete it out.It showed a lot of errors in the HTML and well i somehow managed to get what i wanted it to look like.So you want to know what was the problem that made say 'Oh my god!'huh?wait,wait...you see the blog did look presentable and nice.But i din't get attached to the new picture,it made me feel at someelse blog,i was sentimentally attached to my dear old template.Moreover i felt it would be slightly difficult for the readers to read since the background was rain.So, i just switched back to old one.It made reconstruct the entire blog,its widgets,its gadgetsand everything:(

It all started in my thought to try out change.'Weeeeeeell.sathana ,change is not for a sentimental stupid like u',i said myself.Okies,Anyways,i have learnt HTML better than before.

Its all in the game......

Devil is out in me

"Idle mind a devil's workshop"

How many of you agree to this saying?I don't.i have always experienced nice thoughts which can be long cherished and valued when my mind is idle.But though my mind is busy with hectic work and pressure, i have always had evil thoughts,which the devil in me creates:(.I will not be able to finish the work i was doing, efficiently.I will be carried of ,with my evil, it happens.I feel whether we are idle or active,we should try not to be affected by the evil thoughts.My mind is not in its way today,this is also one my vacant thoughts post.I guess i post so,atleast once in a week.Its that wicked evil,not sathana.....I don't have anything to say ,but to bear this no sense post......

Uninterestingly interesting...

hey people,if anyone has just dropped in to read something interesting today,well,er.....am sorry.i am not posting interesting today.Am rather in vacant thoughts now.I don't know if we call it is as vacant thoughts,i have a thought to post na,i mean i have it in my mind that i must post daily right?I do have other thoughts as well.But what to share?what to?i have no idea.

Am just  going to script whats going on my mind,whatever it is.

-Sleep has become a rival to me,it never does come when i need it and comes without any prior notice,when am just awake to do some work.

-Am running short of words to express things at times

-I can never complete any sms or post without ellipsis...here go iam again...

-I think of writing something that wins millions of hearts

-I just  like appreciation,praise or flattery whatever it is,it makes me feel high and happy

-I should stop being careless and write out something serious hereafter

-But wait,i think my poems and stories are really awesome,though am not so serious yet into writing

-I have a great talent of writing without editing,he he he,if only u knew my first script is always my final too

-I can never read my script again,sorry ,only my fellow readers you deserve that punishment ha ha ha

-And yep,another thing,i sit before the monitor and think of the idea or concept or whatever i have to write that day

-I am a self dabba atimes,it happens yaar

-I become happy while writing or reading,it keeps me smiling

-The second thing that makes me instantly happy is dreaming

-Okies,though am not sleepynow, i think i will go to sleep now and dream of writing something interesting tomorrow

-And yo...I guess this post has become interesting now,its not as i said in the starting,what do you guys say?

Silence speaks,does it?

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Did my silence speak? ha ha ha.Na,am not trying to fool around.i donot have a single thought now to share:(.But you see,i made up my mind when i started blogging,that i mustn't miss a day without posting in my blog,so am just writing nonsense today.Bear with me,my fellow readers...

A racket-getting ready!

9.00am

i screamed for my pair of shoes

But no one gave me those

i ransacked

stomped

yelled at the top of my voice

Alternative scolding from the kitchen

came to frighten-My mom

No use,of my yelling,

i had to stand the scolding

my brother teased

as it was a chance

and my temper increased.

After a few minutes fight

with my brother-the crossest

i found the shoes on the compound wall

where i had kept it to dry(after a wash)

Remembering this,I-with dismal

made a face of wry

And on i wore it,half wet

Then waited for the  school auto all set

'pomp!pomp!'cried the auto

i entered and scooted away

Bidding my tensed mother tata!

-hey guys!The one, post above is the poem of a 9 yr old girl,wrote about ten yrs back.As a kid,she did have immense knowledge of grammar,poetry,articles and really very good vacabulary.Years have gone,the kid has grown up,but not her skills as it should have or was expected to be...lol.Well, its my poem which i wrote in my 5th standard.When i went through my school magazines today, i found this article of mine and hence had an idea to post.Well,you must really appreaciate the girl for having had the thought to write even from her situation of getting ready to school and searching her shoes,without thinking of situations or just imagining or blah blah blah.But i guess she does all that now at this age.huh?

Summer vacation-Life's very special occasion

My kiddoo brothers had finished their exams n they  went to my granny place yesterday for their vacation.It kindled the nostalgia of my vacations in me...wen i was schooling,though i was a very brilliant student ,i always longed for the annual leave n d vacation i wud hav at my granny's  place.My parents used to come wid me n stay a few days in our granny place,n leave me there n return to our city.My granny's place was about 450 kms from our city,v used to  travel either in car or bus,watever it was, i hardly slept durin d travel.I wil be so very excited abt the trip,meeting my grandparents n al my frens out there.

I  was rather a mischievious child than Tom Sawyer or Dennis the menace.i had a long list of frens,a very long list.Almost everyone in d street of my granny's place wer my frens.I was petted by d elders n befriended my age group n leaded those younger to me.i was a tomboy then, me wid my frens of my age used to climb trees,jump over the wall,race in our bicycles,build a house with borken things n old blankets,hold a party in dat house,wich rather had nothing but my cookery set n the party was jus lik party, not the real party ,u must portray dat u ate out of d plate n drunk out f d cups served emptily, n do al such mischiefs,dat drove my grandparents crazy...My grandpa was a police commissioner, n was gruff in his manners,,bt wen it cums to me n my pranks,he never scolded me.I was his pet as wel.But wat my grand parents worried a lot was abt my safety.

In evenings n after sunset ,v always opted to play hide n seek or the ghost plays written by me.I used to narrate the entire story sequence n assign d characters to al.I played d ghost character mostly...i liked to threaten my frens,i stil remember one such play wen al went wel n d ghost entered d situation as narrated,with the ghostly white blanket wrapped n paintings in my face ,my fren swooned...V hav a hearty laugh over it nowadays wen v meet,bt then v got much scared than d gal whom swooned' dat sumthing has happened to her,n it was our crime' .Such wonderfuldays,full of fun n frolic,freedom n al play no wrok at al......vacations are always d special occasions of everyone's life.