Year End Post

For new-year I was away from home. Attended the midnight service at CSI Wesley Church Royapettah and special lunch at my best friend’s place. A day with Shalini, Girish, and Pradeep’s family. Pradeep’s family always welcomes his friends with a broader smile. Thank you uncle and aunty.

Soon celebrated my 25^th birthday. Took off from office, with my best friend visited mall, special lunch at the grill, and a movie. It’s always a joy to know a hostel mate of yours who is also your friend is celebrating birthday on the same date as yours, Sneha Sarah Thomas. We tried the ‘Tovo Infusions’ of Mylapore for dinner. Thank you Reena akka and Chrisa. A birthday well-spent.

In February, somewhere in my thoughts, I decided to pursue PhD. I thought corporate is not my cup of tea. I started to collect information about various universities that offer PhD in Journalism. Valentine’s day, I forgot how I celebrated. It was this month I received my M.A degree from Madras Christian College. The previous night celebrated Pradeep’s birthday and reached Martin Hall really late. I and fragy went to the Heber Hall day to see my best friend. Thank you Amulu for inviting us.

In March too many things happened. Martin Hall day, My best friend’s wedding, resigned work for chasing my dream, met Josh who came to India for wedding, and the top of it is I started to speak to the hero of my life Gidi after a year I guess. I love you so much Gidi boy. You are the best brother I could ever have. I was all set ready for Akilah’s wedding. From pins to the bigger things, I concentrated in everything to stand perfect and celebrate her wedding. I was truly committed in getting ready for the first time.

In April I waved bye to Chennai. Farhath Anna, you were and are so nice to me. The morning shift days were the best we spent together. I enjoyed your pranks, your imitations of Zombie, singer and the mama. I just can’t tell you how much I miss you. Thank you anna for all the good times. I will cherish it forever. Archana Akka, I love you. Be bold. Be happy. God still has a purpose in your life. Fatima, thank you for being a good friend. Saratha ma’am, Sivakami ma’am, Krishna sir, thank you for all the editing techniques imparted to me.

Madhu, I loved your company. Thank you much for being there, for all the encouragements you gave for learning guitar, for all the good moments we had in walking to triplicane in search of chicken, and much more. Reena akka, the beauty queen I miss our chats, hang outs. Synod hostel is one awesome place to be. I miss it.

For Easter Sunday I was back home. I joined Cholan tours for a couple of months as a content writer. I danced for the first time in life for the annual meet. Rakesh, Ashok, Brindha, thank you for being a part of my life. When everybody else owned some gadgets of apple, I wanted to buy one and I bought Apple Ipad in May. I started playing keyboard in the Church.

I visited Periyar University in the month of June and met the Assistant Professor Dr.M.Anuradha. In July I enrolled for PhD. Shanthi akka, a senior scholar, whom I met the very first day. Seniors must be dominating me. It works the other way round here. Shanthi akka, thank you for tolerating all my laziness, and my every stupid thing you are annoyed about. Don’t be irritated soon. You still have three more years to be patient with me.  I will be completing my thesis only because of your extra hand of help in working for ma’am. I love you. Akilah, every time I can’t say I love you to you. Hostel life back in my life again at the Periyar University with Priya, Sowmiya and Kavitha. Kadesh anna, the brother in campus, thank you.

I met Mr.Gnani a writer and a social activist in campus. And I was extremely happy to know that he is a MCCian.

We welcomed Ertiga to our home on my in law’s birthday. We went to Garden City College for a paper presentation. On the way visited Akilah’s home at Hosur. The scary day in the week is Thursday because of the meetings we have in Room No 34. It is good to have a sister in the same town. Niruba Akka, thank you for all the love. We as family went on for a road trip to Goa in October.

In November I had to be in Bangalore for a presentation again in Garden City College. Sunny, thank you being so nice and welcoming. After almost three years, I preached again in a CSI church, Vilangudi for girl child Sunday. Thank you Rev.Kiruba for the opportunity. To my motherly sister Geetha, this month added credits to her career. I am so happy for you geetha.

With the beginning of Christmas season of the year, I felt like missing the MCC alumni choir. But due to flood hitting Chennai very badly, every sort of Christmas program was cancelled in Chennai. We had Christmas carol service at our church. Thank you TTS fellowship guys for the support. Runcie got married and I couldn’t be there. I am so much happy for you.

Finola’s birthday celebrations at home with our fellowship guys and Bani uncle family. Fiona and Finola, I romba neraiya love both of you.

Sam Jebadurai, thank you for the good and bad times we had. We loved less and fought more this year. You are and will always be my pet, and my best friend. I am happy that you are blessed with few other good friends in your life. Have a happy time. Yes, I love you more Amulu. And I do miss the good times we had in the woods. Life has changed so much then for both of us. You also have changed! I will always be there for you no matter what, though I know you will not be.

Fragyma, how can I miss writing about you? You are the best in my life. You know for what. I too much love you. Thank you for all the phone calls and hearing my stupid stories.

Dearest amma and daddy, I love you.

Dearest Godwin and Steffi, you make the home beautiful.

Thank you darling Pavitra, Portia, Diana, Finley, Prason Anna, Spurgeon Sir, Musician John Barathi, Abel anna and every other people who were with me.

With these blessings, 2015 comes to an end.

May God bless all of us most and more.

And the advent season begins!

It's a joy to welcome this most awaited season. There is something this season spreads all over. A season to give, a season to share, a season of carols, a season of bells, a season of cakes, a season of gifts, a season of get together, and a season of lot many things celebrating the birth of Christ.

We joined the Tamilnadu Theological Seminary to welcome the advent season. It's the first of the carol services in Madurai to start the season. Mrs.Lily, the choir conductor of the college, took us to the traditional tune of music. The students of different years singing the carnatic music was awestruck. Good job guys! The North East Christian fellowship rendered two beautiful songs. Guys who were on keys, tabla, guitar, recorder, and every other musical instruments were perfect. Congratulating the choreography team, dance team, front stage organizers, back stage organizers and every one who extended their support to make the programme a grand success. Kavi Anna, you are much missed in the season. Just can't tell how much we all miss you! It's 5 years today that you are not with us. Hope your soul is resting in peace. I love you Kavi Anna.

Our second Christmas of the season was with the central local council north fellowship. Rev.JesuSagayam uncle took initiatives to arrange it. Delicious Uma catering dinner, various gifts, carols and Santa clause.

With the setup of Christmas tree and crib at home, all set ready for celebrating His birthday!

Saved to serve you, Lord. You are the reason for the season.

Glad

I Thank God For You

I thank God for you, Sunny.     

I meet a lot of random people in different phases of my life and they turn to be my friends. This is about a guy whom I met in an interview and now my best friend. 

He is a smart handsome fellow who sat next to me for an interview at Bangalore. We finished the written test and was waiting for the personal round. Meanwhile, we started speaking sitting opposite to each other. From our natives to studies, our conversation started and we finally found out we are related. His call came and he went in. Next was mine. By the time I finished and came he wasn't there. 

A year passed on. Suddenly he came into my mind that I started searching him in social networking sites and found finally. Left a message and there was an immediate reply. Exchanged numbers and started speaking. The friendship was renewed and it's still on. To our surprise our dad's are also friends which we found it in the later part. They were batch mates of the seminary college. 

One year later, we met in my native. Three years later, I had to be at Bangalore for a presentation in a college that I had a chance to meet him in his hometown, stay in his house, eat the delicious food prepared by aunt, to hear the non stop conversations of uncle and to meet shiny. 

Dearest sunny,

I have never told you before, you are one of the blessings in my life and to you I can always be me. You know me well. You remember every little details of my life. Though we don't share the regular happenings, there is something that sparks whenever we speak. And by somehow or the other we get to know things that's happening. 

I thank God for you, sunny. May your dreams be accomplished by His grace. Prayers. 

You are that precious friend and a wonderful darling of mine.  I love you much more. Hugs. Would love to see you again and spend time. 

Unfortunately we don't have a picture together to post it here. 

Lots of love!

Glad

When I Found a Mother in a Friend

I know her for eight years now. We seldom speak, meet. We speak when there is something happening around that's disturbing our lives or we speak when there is a need. Our most of the conversations will be on a conference calls with the other two girls. I always have a reason to reject whatever she says. I never had good opinions for her decisions. When she says yes for something, it's always a no from my side. No idea why there was always a negative reaction. May be I did not trust her decisions or may be I couldn't picture what she says.

All her dreams was fashion, designing, and every other terms related to designs. She jumped from Computer Science to fashion designing. Her first show gave her the hopes for dreaming more in fashion industry as her model stole the best showstopper award. However we missed the show. The fashion show cinemaspice served as a great platform to exhibit her skills. She worked with many well-known and popular artists in the industry for the show. 

With so much fame and recognition following her, I feel extremely happy to see my friend chasing her dreams. However all this is possible because of the man behind her, Calm, ever smiling and a pure gentleman Mr. Dhinesh, her husband. I don't know if Geetha's dream boy was one like him, but I'm sure she is living a dream life with him. 

She looks fashionista and head strong by looks, but she is a perfect girl in every aspects. From cooking to creative works, from a friend to a perfect wife. 

Geetha,

You are a blessing to us. May peace and happiness surround you forever.

Affiliated with Periyar University

Auto Biography of a Baby

Went through this post when I was surfing. Loved it. So just wanted to share. Its worth reading !!!!



 You and mom were unaware that a life sparked to existence the other day. Orgasm. That's what I was called and that's what you thought I was. I heard you and mom crying out in joy. I was happy for that. From then on, I chuckled whenever I heard more and more cries of joy. More and more orgasms, I thought.

I heard your friends praise you and mom, praise your years of indefatigable love. I came to know how wonderful a couple you were. I was proud of that.

When I was beginning to enjoy my anonymity, I heard some sad tales. I learnt how you were gifted by abandonment by your kith and kin against your love marriage. I came to know how lonely you were and how sadly you were starving for relationships. I am here
papa! I am here! I wanted to shout. I never wanted to see you cry.

I remember the day when mom visited the doctor for a minor check-up, only to know that a little life was safely resting in the warmness of her womb. 'You are pregnant!' the doctor said and she cried out in joy and disbelief! You hugged mom and thanked the Almighty with moist eyes.

From that moment, my anonymity was long gone and I was a celebrity attracting all your attention! Daily as soon as you were home, you would say a 'hi' to me by kissing mom on her stomach and would talk to me for sometime. More than mom, I used to await your arrival back home for your 'hi'! And with your 'hi' you made me your best friend. You were my best friend too, papa.

Relaxing myself in the cushion of the womb, I used to enjoy your mock arguments with mom over my gender! While mom wanted a boy, you were desperate for a girl, a girl who would look just like mom. Of course I am a girl papa! How can your best friend ever betray you??

And when the sonogram revealed that the life inside was of a girl's, you jumped in exaltation and victory. Jr. Yashi", that's how you used to call me, and I loved it. What better a pet name than assuming mom's name?? Again, you and mom would debate and quarrel over my real name. No wonder I never was bored inside the womb!

But I found the place inside the womb getting squeezed up day by day. I knew any slightest attempt for freedom might pain mom to death. But one day, I couldn't help but slid down mom's stomach and break free. I was born!!

'It's a girl!!' the nurse announced and only I knew the bounds of your joy coz it showed in your kiss you gave me and mom. Though my tender eyes couldn't see you, some strange force lifted my hand and my fingers clung to your finger, which you had held out for me.
It was my promise to you then, that I would hold your hand forever. You acknowledged my promise with your tears that fell on my forehead. I knew those tears were a result of years of longingness.

Your tears then, were my first showers papa!

When I opened my eyes fully for the first time, all I could see were wires and more wires. I thought I missed mother's womb. I wanted to see you and mom in all my desperation before something told me I wouldn't last long. How terrible it would be to miss the glimpse of my only friends??

Slowly but steadily, everything was blurring out, and I saw two figures running near me crying. I knew it were you and mom. It took my last ounce of energy to keep my eyes open till I could see both of you in all my limited clarity. But yippe I saw you! I saw my mom and dad. Guess how you both looked like?? You and mom appeared to be two fairies to me. Two fairies in a helpless cry though. The expectant look in your eyes said you still had a hope; and I felt I was the guiltiest soul on earth, about to kill the hope in the eyes of you and mom! God would never forgive me. You held out your finger to me but alas it was too late. 


Before I could lift the hand, everything faded out like a distant dream.

Who would ever want to miss life with such a wonderful mom and dad??
My friends here asked my name and I was endlessly happy when I told I was Jr.Yashi. I thought, in a way, I wouldn't have had the privilege of assuming that name had I lived any longer. My friends also discuss something about savoring mother's milk, swinging in the cradle, playing with their first toy, sleeping in mom's lap etc. And when they asked me what I enjoyed the most, I said I enjoyed your hi's the most papa. I said I enjoyed the love in my first showers. More than everything, I said I enjoyed being born to you and mom. What else matters to me my papa??

And what was my last wish do you know?? My only wish then was to know how I looked like. I knew how you would have loved to say I looked just like mom. Instead, you kept weeping and I wasn't sure I looked like mom. Did I?? Did I look like mom, papa??

I would get drenched in your love whenever you shed tears for me. Every time you say a 'Miss you' from down there, it's an 'I love you' to me up here. I want to say I love you too, but I miss my voice. I want to shout from here that I love you both; but alas my vocal chord was muted.

I knew I broke my promise of holding your hand forever. But papa, I never knew my 'forever' would be so very momentary, like a passing cloud.

God here actually granted me to be reborn to someone else. But I said I would wait for a lifetime to be born only to you and mom. If I have another life, it would only be with you and mom.

Won't I ever get a second chance papa?? Because I miss you. I miss mom.

Oh Papa! I miss my life.

The End

A distant dream

Not sure, when I decided to pursue my research studies. I think its sometime between mid Feb that I was going through various university websites, professor's profiles, and eligibility criteria to apply for the course. Meanwhile, I quit my work and relocated to home town in a hope that I would be pursuing my doctoral programme. With a random dotted knowledge of research studies, I contacted a professor of a university who disappointed me with a negative answer. 

I had no clue how am I going to take it forward. Every time when I decide something and boast about it, I end up not holding it. It will just pass through my life and will not stay with me. PhD is also one of that kind which  gave disappointments in the initial stage. 

I received a phone call from my friend, that a university has vacancy for PhD research scholars in Journalism and Mass Communication Department. The next minute I rang the head of the department to find out if I could be admitted. His answers again did not please me. I felt disappointed. I went through the university profile again to check if there are any known or related faces in faculty profile. And I found this faculty's profile to be somewhat matching with the religion. I immediately called him up. He was the one who gave hopes that I can and will do PhD and he will help me in admitting at the university. He directed me to a lady guide and made sure she accepts me. 

With no further delay, myself and my dad came to university to meet her. A senior research scholar of the guide welcomed and she gave all hopes to do PhD and I was almost selected for the programme. My dad said not to miss the chance. I discussed her about my topic, she nodded yes and we left then. I filled the application and sent it. In between, mam called asking to write a detail proposal on the topic and I did do. 

On July 9th, Myself, bro and dad drove towards university early morning to check hostel and meet ma'am again. It was purely God's grace that I immediately got admission in hostel also in spite of me not having an admission form or college Id. Paid my fees and left campus. A sigh of relief.

On July 15th I joined in the department under my guide. The other side, my friend who informed me about the university joined M.Phil under the same guide. And we sat next to each other.

On 10th October, I  was officially confirmed as a PhD candidate of the university with a formal entrance exam and an interview with a panel of five. The same friend brought juice to cheer me up for attending the interview.

With all the excitement, and witnessing the distant dream is just happening in front of my eyes, I'm thankful to the Lord Almighty for all his grace and wisdom that still keeps me happy.

Lord, the way you have blessed my life is more than I deserve. 

Will be holding a doctorate degree and my dream of signing in green ink will be accomplished hopefully soon. 

Gladious Ranjini

PhD Research Scholar

Periyar University

Under the Supervision of 

Dr.M.Anuradha

The faculty who helped me - Mr.Vimal

Head of the Department - Dr.M.Natarajan

The senior scholar who welcomed me - Ms.Shanthi

The friend is Akilah, who else it would be :)

Periyar University, Salem

A Jump to Madurai

Madurai - Ramnad Diocese 55th council

Time for an other officer’s election in Madurai-Ramnad Diocese. The 55th council session of the Diocese of Madurai-Ramnad was scheduled for 29th & 30th May, 2015. The diocesan council members (360) who are elected from each pastorate around the Diocese were ready to cast their votes to the officer’s of the diocese for the term 2015-2018. 

Two panels of 5 in each plus one independent candidate contested for the post of Deputy Chairman, Clergy Secretary, lay secretary, registrar, and treasurer. This election saw the first woman candidate contesting for the post of Lay Secretary. It's a season to give life to all the marketing modes such as campaigns, canvassing, pamphlets, voice messages, new media and phone calls by the panel members. From bungalows in the city to the royal houses in the village of the council members, panel members along with their supporters were having a walk-in in-spite of the climate change.
People started gathering from 7'o clock at the Bishop Christopher Asir Memorial Dental College campus. Registration of 100 Rs was collected and the tags were given to the council members. At around 9'o clock members started entering in and snacks were served. Council started with the communion service followed by the minutes of the previous councils and appointment of tellers, recording secretaries, and election officer. Rev.Gk.Chellappa's report reading of the previous term can never be matched with any other readers of the officers. He just flipped through 100's of pages and sat on his seat in the diaz in 10 minutes. I would say, he knew how to handle crowd who are expecting the other side of the council (the elections, of course). The present officers stepped down from the dias as the election officer took over to conduct the election. 

The election officer Rev.Samuel Soundrapandian took roll call and Rev.Joshua made sure they were present. The rules and regulations were read that are to be followed during the election. Next came the declaration of the candidates with the proposer and seconder. The youngest council member of the Diocese seconded a candidate and she was appreciated for the guts. So totally 11 candidates contested for 5 posts. 
Polling started around 12.30 and went on till 4.00. Two representatives for each candidate was allowed in during counting. Around 5.50 results were declared as Rev.Edwin Yesuraj as Deputy Chairman, Rev.David Jebaraj as Clergy Secretary, Mr.Fernandass Rathinaraj as Lay Secretary, Rev.Jacob as the Registrar, and Rev.Deva Irakkam as the Treasurer. 
Congratulating the 2012-2015 officers for their effective service to the Diocese and the newly elected officers for the term 2015-2018. 
Thank you so much Uma Catering, Mr.Anand and crew. Without you , none of us would have been there to cast our votes. You filled our stomach not only with food, but with happiness in our faces, energy to our body, and strength to stay longer in the council. Long live and may your business grow high. The winners its your duty to call and thank him for the service he extended yesterday. His number 9842108788. Extending a heart-full of thanks to the office staff of the Diocese. 
Dear most winners of people hearts, don't lose hope! You are the real winners of the Diocese. They have won because of the single man who is supposed to be a genuine person. He is failing in his duties. You know whom I mean! Don't worry God still has his role to be played in the Diocese and He will choose the perfect time to implement it. So chuck out all the negative thoughts from your mind and be happy. The good God, my Lord, definitely has plans and you all will be rewarded for your talents sooner or later by God's abundant grace in the Diocese and they also will be rewarded for their activities from heaven above. Wait and watch the Lord performing His stunts! Good luck guys.

Peniel Home- Pastor's family retreat

Pastor’s family get together of Madurai-Ramnad Diocese, yet an other episode in 2015 at Peniel house, Natham. A beautiful campus located amidst the green lushes under the mountain, founded by Mr. Samuel and family. They are part of the founder’s team of Bethel Bible Institute, Salem.

Day started with a warm journey from the city in several buses filled with the members of pastor’s families. The bus headed towards Natham road to reach the Peniel Campus, crossing Hawa Valley (a resort), American College satellite campus, Stephen’s B.ed College and few other shops around. Session started with a prayer led by Rev.Gk.Chellappa, Secretary, Madurai Ramnad Diocese and few worship songs accompanied by Rev.Benjamin on keys. Rev. Samuel Packiam, ordained minister, Diocese of Tirunelveli was the guest speaker.

He was the executive secretary of NCCI, Inter-faith relations. He was a research scholar of Westminster College, Oxford and worked on Christian Muslim relations. He was designated as the Director of Henry Martyn Institute of Islamic studies at Hyderabad. He is a man of passion for bridging the religious difference between Christians and Muslims. As a first step, He learnt Arabic. He has written so many papers on the status of Muslim and he concludes that mutual trust is needed for religious establishment with servicing, witnessing, and peace-making.

His talk to the crowd was enriching in the hot summer. The casual talk with the present scenario of the pastors kept everyone awake throughout.

Apart from the serious sessions, the walk among the mango orchids, kids, new faces of the young couples, the hot tea, Uma catering briyani, the slow cycle race for the pastors, and lucky corner for men and women separately, and the gifts definitely made this day, a day to remember. It was so surprising when in both the lucky corner for men and women, same family received the prize. Rev.Gk Chellappa stood first for men and his wife Mrs. Mercy Chellappa stood first for women. The crowd applauded. Best wishes for the rest of the winners also.

The day ended with the prize distribution, heavy ice rain, warm tea and few chit chats about the upcoming elections.

Good day!  Thanking the organizers and the speaker.

C Gladious

Music In My life

Hallelujah Chorus

What a joy in singing Hallelujah chorus composed by Handel
The goosebumps in the flesh
The pride filled faces while singing
The different parts entry of the choral music
The smile in our faces
The tension of hitting the higher notes
The last four strong " Hallelujah's"
AND
Hundreds of voices, yet it sounds one.

How united we are when we sing this Chorus!
Miss you, MCC choir!

Handel, What a Composition!

Bishop Heber Chapel, Christmas Service!

One of the most wonderful chapels,

The peace and joy it passes on when stepped in,

Always crowded by the students, higher officials.....And,

The most vibrant "Bishop Heber Chapel Choir".

It's one awesome feel to enjoy Christmas season in campus.

The traditional Hodea song which takes the breath for a moment,

The sacristan carrying the cross in the aisle of the chapel,

The choir's beautiful walk with white robes,

The pin drop silence in the Chapel,

Audience standing in and out wherever they find space,

The Bible reading of the General Secretaries of Hall,

The choir conductor and his tension filled face,

The strong bass, the highest vocal ranged sopranos and tenors, the harmony of Alto,

The songs rendered by the choir,

which narrates every reason for the season,

The candle light song sung in darkness, " Let all mortal flesh keep silence"

The sharing of smiles,

The beautiful white saree draped around girls and the robes of guys,

The big sigh of relief after Hallelujah Chorus,

The appreciations after the service, the fun, the time of sharing experiences, the tears,

the laughs, the smiles, the pictures, the hugs and the awesome dinner by the Heberians!

How much I'm blessed to be a part of all these?

These are all something, None on earth should ever miss!

MCC is something which I don't deserve,

Thank you Lord for taking me to places where I felt your presence! :)

P.S : I heard choir practices started a week ago and as I miss it, felt like writing one about the awesomeness it showered upon me. Sometimes words should be exaggerated more to give a stress to it! :)

The bright and morning star of the family

I have found a friend in my sister in law

She is the beautiful, most young pretty lady

She is a post graduate professional in Computers and Cooking too

She is young but she is matured at times

She is the youngest of mothers and can't believe the fact that she is a mother of two

She is a friend most of the times and enemy a very few times

She is the connector of the family

She is very systematic, stylish and a perfect married girl

Her make overs goes for hours together

She is fond of nail polish

She scolds me for my least bothering nature for make overs

She doesn't make wise decisions, I'm sure she is learning it now

She gets confused most of the times

She doesn't sleep much but she is active throughout the day

She loves her family and her kids mean her world

You can trust her for secrets, She can keep it with her for even hundred years

She extends her hands of help Everytime when I'm in need

It would be even words, and she does even that perfectly.

She knows how to shake her heads for her in -laws , the elderly ones

She used to be mad for hay day game

Not sure, If my brother deserve her, But I definitely deserve to have her in my life

And, 

She has promised , she will help me in bringing me up my kids

That's the most wonderful part I like about her.

Dear Stefi,

You are the bright and morning star of the family and more brighter are your kids!

Wishing you a very happy birthday!

May the good God my Lord bless you abundantly 

Have a blessed year ahead.

Gladious 

The Guru's of my life - Teachers

All of a sudden after 3 days of Teacher's day the love for teachers just overflows in me that I'm here to mention a few of them!

With 14+3+1+2 = 20 years of learning from various teachers, I have grown up as a wonderful human being with so many values inculcated in me. 

Chandra Mam - My class teacher in 2nd & 3rd. A lean, fair and beautiful lady she is! I always have a second look for her hair do everyday.  E.N.G.L.I.S.H -The term, the language, or whatever you call it in your terms for it, It was first introduced to my by her. The way she pronounces, the ways she tried to introduce new new words everyday with some activity is still lingering in my ears. Discipline, prayer, Exercise,and every first thing I learnt from her. She along with Sister Vincenta encouraged me to act in a play of 3 hours as a small little girl who lost her dad in one, and flower girl in an other! And in both the plays, I played main role. In fact, It was like the kid heroine types! The appreciations I got, The hugs & kisses that were passed on still gives me a strong feeling happiness. 

Now people find me as a daring and confident person all the time. I never had stage fear. I never had experienced the shaking of legs before presenting something. All credits goes to my mam Miss.Chandra & sis.Vincenta. Thank you mam, If you had not encouraged me, I wouldn't have been such a daring girl now. The appreciations I get, The prizes I received, The full marks I score in presentations, and every single recognition I got it's all because of you both! Thank you mam.

Sophia Mam - My English teacher & class teacher, 4th Standard. Every time she steps into my class, my rate of heart beat increases. She is very strict but more beautiful, with long hair, kaajal in her eyes, fair, and the way she speaks keeps my mouth open! Her lesson of parts of speech, grammar, articles, prepositions, conjunctions, whatever the basic classes I had for English, I still remember everything. And she laid the strong foundation of English in me. Mam, I'm ever thankful to you! 

With that 4 years in a convent school, my learning of English had a full stop. The rest of the years I had to recollect whatever I learnt and I developed the passion for English by reading books and writing dairies. Because, After that I stepped in to Government State Board Schools for further classes.

Chelladurai Sir - My 5th Standard teacher. He is an old man who tries to speak English with his own terms & in his own ways. "The selfish giant", by Oscar Wild , the story which was well explained by him. I tried dancing for the first time in the annual day. He was someone who encourages friendship and Trust me I'm still in touch with almost all of them. And my first best friend ( boy ) is from 5th standard and we still love each other like we did 10 years ago! Blesson, you are remembered here. You will always be my best friend. Thank you sir for teaching me the value of friendship. You will be remembered as long as friendship survives is in this world! 

Kalpana Mam - The pretty unmarried woman with chubby cheeks and dimple chin. With her short hair she tries to have a bun of it during working hours. She made lessons easy. And state board syllabus is much easy when compared to matriculation that time. She is more friendly and more active. She extends her arms whenever students are dull. She taught me to keep things safe cos I lost my purse in her class and got it back. My first girl friend is from her class. Aynesh. She is still the same, you believe it or not! You have a special place in my heart. Thank you mam for teaching me the value of warmth and the value of things. And, She is my 6th Standard class teacher.

Karpagam Mam - My social science teacher of 6th Standard. She is a very daring lady with good power in her voice. I remember having a problem with her in the answering papers and later got it solved. I remember crying standing in the entrance of my classroom! I did not get to spend so much time with her as she walks in only for 6 hours in a week to my class. Thank you mam for being an example of a woman with daring heart and a boomerang voice. I don't easily cry now. 

Queen Mam - She is a queen for sure. Her lullaby voice,tirunelveli slang, big eyebrows and the style bun of her hair. She judges the whole class with questioning me and Aynesh. If we reply her, She thinks the whole class also have studied, If not, It's the other way round. We two were her pets. The way she calls me glady, I will be totally flat. She was pregnant that time and her long breath, little stomach, with everything she is an awesome woman. Mam, You are much into my heart and thank you for teaching me to be special to someone. I'm to so many now! Thank you mam from the bottom of my heart. She is 7th Standard Teacher

Thilaga Mam - The first day she entered the class, I started crying. She is tall, scary face, pimples here and there, different styles of blouses everyday and her intensity of pinches vary everyday. I remember she asking me why  we don't include "an" before "one". Her birthday is on september 8th. And myself and Aynesh presented her a gift , a very small one! She is someone who taught me how to work with deadlines and how to be strict when we want things to be done on time! She is my 8th Standard teacher. Thank you mam I'm not scared of you anymore.

Badmavathy mam - My 7th & 8th Social science Teacher. The most funniest teacher I ever had. Her classes I long for. Her lessons I like much. Social science classes have never bored me even though I study about Akbar, Shahjahan and few more. I hid myself behind the tall girls when we sit in the floor. She is a pretty old lady with a big bag. And she sleeps most of the time. I remember scoring centum twice. Thank you mam for teaching me how to be funny at times to get attracted. 

Rajeswari mam - My maths teacher for 7th & 8th Standard. She is a jolly jolly teacher and the love for maths was just poured unto me by her teaching. She keeps singing songs most of the times. "Sirithu vaale vendum, pirar sirika vaalndhidaadhey" These types of old songs she sings to keep us happy. Knowingly or unknowingly music has become my passion and Thank you mam for planting the seed in me. 

Shanthi Mam – My tamil teacher for 7^th & 8^th standard. She doesn’t talk much in class. She comes takes class and leaves. She blinks her eyes a million times in a second. A very sincere lady whom I have never seen chatting around. Thank you mam for the seed of sincerity.

Mary Mam - She is one of my best friend's mother. I used to call her aunty and was forced to call her mam during school hours. She is short, oiled hair bun and her major is History. Trust me, She knows how students will fall asleep during social sciences class when they hear about Akbar, Mourya and invasions. She skips everything. Before even starting the lesson, She will ask us to mark the answers for the questions given at the end of each lesson and then to continues to explain JUST the answer part. Mam, Thank you for not boring us. I learnt to be a short and sweet person. She is my 9th standard class teacher. 

Bala Mam - My 9th and 10th Science teacher. I have never seen her smiling. The way she teaches science, you can never sleep. Not because it's interesting. But because she is strict and her voice tells it all. Lunch break, Tea break and every other breaks, She will be in class giving us work. Study hours is meant for her. No one can turn around. Her way of speaking tamil when she scolds, you just can't bare. She is fair and a committed lady. I scored high because of her in my board exam. She is much active from dawn till dusk. Mam, I'm much active most of the times because of your activeness! Thank you.

Geetha Mam - My 9th Maths teacher. Yellow turmeric powder manufacturers will be very happy if they get to see her. She is always yellow yellow in her face, tall and talks through her nose. I rarely understand her classes. But she is an expert in maths. Sometimes you can't cope up with genius. She is of that kind. Mam, I have always wanted to be an expert in at least one field ( Teaching ) and I'm definitely today because of you! A big thank you. 

Jeya Mam - My 9th standard Tamil teacher. I learnt proper tamil pronounciation from her. She always looks at the ceiling and teach. Don't know why only! But She explains each and every cheiyil very interestingly. Now when I address people in a crowd, they find my Tamil very sharp and sizzling. It's all because of her. Thank you mam.

Muthupechi mam - My 10th standard class teacher. The class in which I did not have Aynesh with me. And it's all because of Mary mam who wanted me to be in Muthu mam's class. She is a very old, long thick hair, big glasses, drags her speech, eats snacks in classroom sometimes and her major is history. Everyday morning, as soon as she enters, before wishing, She ll ask us to recite the poem. I still remember, Two roads diverged by Robert Frost. She had focus in her class. She wanted everyone to score well. No partiality, nothing. Mam, Thank you for being an example of treating everyone equally. I'm trying it everyday.   I got 90+ in board exam because of you. 

Poongodi mam - I don't remember much about her. She has parrot voice, short, fair, pukka soda potty glass. No one listens to her. But she is sweet. She finishes portion. She is liberal. Sometimes you need to be liberal and I learnt it from you. Mam, Thank you. 

Krishna Leela mam - She and her tamil classes. Chance less. She was my 11th Standard class teacher. She is bit fat, dragging tamil and keeech voice. She used to be so funny in her talks. She doesn't punish anyone. Thank you mam for being a wonderful human being and I'm taking steps for that everyday. Hope I will be someday. 




MORE TO COME! Patience please!

A thankful heart

A note of thanks to you, My lord

for choosing me in my mother's womb
for owning me as your child
for being your follower
for the happy family
for the sunrise and sunset I get to see everyday
for the pleasant place to stay 
for the gifts I have received from you
for the voice in me that gives harmony when I sing, and dominates when I convey

for the relationships I'm enjoying
for the friendships I share
for the money I spend
for the gadgets I use
for the make overs I do
for the trendy clothes I wear
for the language I speak
for the time given to explore Chennai
for the presence of mind
for the grace, wisdom & knowledge that have been showered upon me
for the patience test I take everyday

for the inspirational books I read
for the people I meet
for the people who walked out
for the experiences I had in every little thing
for the positions I held
for the awards I received
for the recognition I get
for me being a blessing to many
for leading me in the right path
for not taking me to the dark and deep valley
for not having sickness of any sort
for the angels who protects/protected me every second
Lord, I'm much thankful to you!
The way you have blessed my life is more than I deserve!

You are awesome! 
The creator of Heavens and the Earth!

Be with me forever
Gladious
  

I'm proud to be a hippie from MCC !

I just couldn't believe the fact that I have completed 5 months without the woods. The most happiest place I ever long to stay. The feeling of togetherness, the good people I met, yummy ice creams, tasty mushroom soups, the never ending choir practices, Christmas celebrations, Elections, the dominating post, General body meetings, Room no 84 A, The pond, Hall song, Events of the Hall and Hall day visits, the traditions, the inductions, the long roads, boring mess, the lawn, short trousers and what not! Mcc you are much missed in my life! One wish If God grants me, I wish it should be the life back in MCC.

Pradeep, One of my best friend whom I really missed much in the last few months of college. Remembering the times, visiting hospital every now and then, just to spend time with him. I really couldn't see him with the dialysis process. He was always the one who kept me safe in class, fights for me with others and an awesome guitarist. He is a man of humility. God will bless you Pradeep da and I really wish that our friendship continues forever.:)

Gauri and her bum shorts! Girlie, you just can't imagine how much I miss your presence with me in the evenings. " you and your candy crush", "Glady, I'm going"! The favourite dialogues of yours every time when you visit my room! I so much love you. You are one of the cutest girls I have ever met. 

Darling, How could I forget you when you and Angel have taught me so many "must know" things. * March 25* I must say, If this girl had not been there with me I would not have had a good stay in Martin. She was always there whenever needed. thank you darling for the ice tea, coffee, tea, pappad, ear buds, clips, toothpaste and every little things! I miss you more everyday! You are remembered whenever I search for something. you are awesome!

The little sisters of mine, Ambika, Elma, Pooja! No roomies will be like them. More love, more adjustments, more silence, more naughtiness and everything just overflows in them. Miss your screams, the tune of malayalam and the pretending to be silent effects if I'm there in the room! Miss you much!

Angel, Sharon, Nivi, Negina, I'm missing the never ending talks with you girls!

The most vibrant choir of MCC , I miss more. The mission trip, the special lunches, the fights and everything else! The wonderful department mates who were always there when things went upside down. I will be ever grateful to each one of you! 

  

Thank you MCC for awarding me the Best outgoing female student of College, And I'm extremely honored and feeling His grace in my life.

With a happiness of Achieving something, I feel I have really proved myself to my parents! Lord, Thank you! I'm in your hands , mould me and make me a better and a stronger woman! 

UP UP MCC! 

I miss you!  

World out here is horrible. I felt safe being in the woods! 

**Tears**