My Hero

Looking back at my past, I had a wonderful childhood. Caring parents, wonderful family, good friends, hmm..I must be truly gifted in this way. Today is Father's Day. Now I am going to be 19 in just a few more months and in less than a year I will leave the house for my further studies like my bro. Everything happened so fast. My Dad itself one of the most priceless gift. I have the world's best dad!! We are from middle-class family. During our younger times, we weren't poor but then due to some family complications we were facing financial problem. Of course, I don't know about that at that time. I was so young then. Not even once I felt the financial difficulties we faced. My dad brought up all 3 of us like a prince and princess. Despite being in middle class family, we always got KIKO clothes for Deepavali, always got whatever we wanted, and I had a large collection of cooking games, barbie dolls and etc.

He always want all of us to be successful. Although he only acquired education till the age of 15, my bro a medical student cannot beat his geography knowledge. He couldn't continue his studies because of the hardships he gone through. It was an uphill battle. My dad was second in the family. Life never treat him well in his childhood. He and his elder brother lived separated from the family. If my dad had a good family and enough education I can bet that he would have been a successful professional but now also my dad has a good job. He runs a restaurant. Its kind of family business, my grandfather also did the same business a long time ago. Now, I will say my dad is successful in life. Without him we are nowhere. My relationship with my dad is really awesome. We spend some quality time together. Rides on bikes will be accompanied by small chats. I always tell him whatever happens. Even my dad knows about my friends' boyfriends and girlfriends just like my mom :D I always have small fights with him. From small till now I hold his hands when I walk. I always ask my dad's opinion about how i look. Both of us like to buy good skin care products too :D. Many people envy of our golden relationship too :P

My dad always wanted us to be a better person. He rectifies our mistakes without fail. I can say that all 3 of us are well mannered. Credits to my both parents who are strict at the time they should :). If not i would have been just another spoilt bred out there. Talking about dad's relationship with my mom its VERY VERY CUTE!!  I like to see the way my parents communicate. Its so adorable. My dad likes to irritate and disturb my mom and there will be some small cute fights as well. My daddy is an Amazing daddy who is a perfect role model i will say. He never drinks or smokes too. He never fail to bring us out for dinner and he wont simply go out and have fun with his friends at night. Night time is reserved for us. How lucky i am to be his darling daughter :)

For this Father's Day i bought for him a shirt of his favourite brand. Previously when I bought for him a shirt from that brand range, he always used that. How sweet of him. My sister bought a tiramisu cake. At night, we cut the cake and later went for a dinner. There we had chicken chop, fried rice, chicken sweetsour and fruityshakes. It was a delightful meal. Everything was good except the absence of my brother. Since he is still in Bali, he missed this father's day too. But that fellow wished my dad HAPPY FATHER'S DAY in the morning itself. :)

p.s : this post was supposed to be post on the father's day itself  but due to some technical problem i couldn't do so :)

Got Lucky Out of the BLues :P

After sometime i am back for blogging. For this past one week, my schedule was tight. I was constantly running out of sleep, lethargic, irritated, angry and frustrated. Well what happened was, there was a state level competition for tamil parliamentary style debate. I wasn't interested at all but i was forced to join by my teacher. I had no choice but to go. I told both the teachers earlier that my tamil is not as good as others. May be i can speak spontaneously and my ideas are new but then my tamil s***s. What can I do. Both my parents are not tamil educated but english and of course i got their slang.

Speaking in formal tamil is not that easy and although i score an "A" grade for my tamil, my vocabulary is not wide too. Having nobody to turn to, nobody to listen to me, i just prepared the script and the frustration i faced was so great. These lazy teachers wanted to prepare for the competition at last minute and what was funny is they expect us to win. What on earth this ladies thinking. Many times we prepared the script and called them but they always had millions of reasons for not coming. At last they tortured our life. The competition held in a school that is almost 45minutes away from my place last friday. The school was beautiful and nonsensical too. They never prepare food for us at all and its kinda interior place that hardly has any restaurant in sight.

I was praying so hardly that I should not speak. Me and my junior prepared for government, while my friend and another junior prepared for the opposition and another friend was 3rd speaker. I was the 2nd speaker. When they were having lucky pick, I was praying so hard that opposition should be chose. Yeah! My prayers was answered. I badly didn't want to compete. I know if i am speaking sure our school will flop because in the middle of the debate i might groping for words. Lucky me, last year also the same thing happened. Everything was so magical. I was a cheery shini that day. Hahaha!!

TeacHers.....

Recently one of my subject teacher's health is taking on toll. He is my favourite. He is one of a kind. Never in my life i came across such a selfless sir. He is my class sir and teaching us maths. I was very sad when he told us about his health condition. I didn't expect this will happen to my favourite sir. What he said was that he is not able to concentrate, bad mood swings and he is not able to sleep at nights. He just told about that yesterday.  I realised something wrong a long time ago because usually he won't refer to notes while teaching ,  the lesson there will be fun with a lot of laughs and we will never fail to understand what he teach. But now there was a big change in the way he teach. I always tell my friend who is sitting beside me in the class that there is a tremendous change in Mr.X and yes i was right after all. My classmate said that it might be symptoms of Alzheimer's. My heart refused to take what she said. I told her may be he is facing stress. I don't want anything to happen to him. Our nation need teachers like him. Getting a good teacher is a gift from God for me. Among my ignorant lazy teachers he is the one who always cared for us. No matter how busy he is he will never miss the lesson. I always salute him for being such a dedicated teacher. Exactly like my tuition Bio sir. They worry more than us, the students that they wont be able to cover up the syllabus in the targeted time. If all the teachers think this way sure the number of students passing in their exams with flying colours will be high too.

Talking about teaching it is one of the most noble job. Teaching is the profession that teaches other professions. Without them, will there be any doctors, lawyers, architects, engineers around? They are the initiators for the development we have reached today. They play an important role in everybody's life. Behind every successful student surely there must be at least a teacher who selflessly sacrificed her/his time to educate and enlighten the student to the world outside. For many times, my parents and uncles said that i would make a good teacher but i dont think so because i know my personality well. I dont think i am patient enough to teach a student. Patience the important trait of a teacher. If there is aint any patience imagine the slow ones. They will be left out for sure and for me i think i cannot take it if there is a student who didn't score well under my coaching. It will be heart-breaking to see a student didn't perform well because of me. So definitely i cant be teacher but i really do appreciate those teachers out there. As Jacques Barzun quoted, in teaching you cannot see the fruit of a day's work. It is invisible and remains so, may be for twenty years. Finally, here is a poem that i found in net for all dedicated teachers out there,

In the hands of a gifted teacher
a classroom is a magical place
In the hands of a gifted teacher
There’s a smile on each child's face
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Creative Energy is Everywhere
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
There’s a Catalyst who Genuinely Cares
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Desire and Wonder is Awakened
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Educational Agenda is Shaken
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Self-Management Skills are Modeled
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Best of Reality is Bottled
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
Gifts and Talents are Refined
In the Hands of a Gifted Teacher
The Willed Future is Designed 

Ended...

Finally, my 2 week break ended so fast. Just like a blink of an eye. Its saddening me in a way but at the same time i am happy too because during this holiday i just didn't have the mood to study at all, going back to school might help you see. 2 weeks holiday ended as a waste for me. My actions are ain't reversible as well so there is no point in regretting. May be I will feel it when i got my STPM results i guess..LOL. Now I must prepare to go back to school, wearing the same old boring uniform. Duh, i HATE school for now. Monday assemblies, hypocrite teachers, unlike minded friends, irritating peeps, undone works, colloquium project, short finger nails, irritating lazy teachers, tiring walks..the list goes on. I wished I live a better life or at least had some good friends to go through all this together. At this point, I miss my high school life till form 5. Okay, I agree that form 6 makes us to think maturely, build our personality to be better, leadership skills, etc but then oh god those laid-back teachers are irritating the HELL out of me. Isn't laid-back a good word . It substitutes the word lazy in a better way, perhaps more decent i would say. Just less than 5 months to go. I believe God have something better for me in future once i go through this painful schooling process. ♥

BedRoomS!

I went to my Uncle's house yesterday to visit my uncle who have recently undergo a minor operation for his leg. There my cousin have this awesome bedroom for him and his wifey. Its such a beautiful bedroom. They modified 2 rooms and made it into one. It looks preety good with all those classic decoration. Talking about bedrooms my idea of bedroom is with shades of pink, purple or classic. I like it to be simple but awesome. I remember those younger days where i HATED pink so much. But as time goes by my taste changed. May be its due to my hormonal imbalance i guess. I started to love pink. OMG! haha... Okay here are some examples of bedrooms that i like. I can choose to design my bedroom something like this when i got my own house ^^

Lovely Movie

As an Indian its normal for me to watch tamil movies. I have watched many movies. Practically all tamil movies had the element of love in it and most of the time LOVE will be the theme. After i got interested more to pc and music i never had much time for movies for this past 2 years...only selected movies i watched. This year i got to watch Madrasapattinam. What a lovely movie. A movie that i will never regret for watching. I will even consider this movie as tamil version of titanic. The way they portray the love is so beautiful.



Good looking Aarya and gorgeous Amy Jackson of US is the main cast of the movie. Amy Jackson the former miss teen of US was beautiful throughout the movie..okay m preety jealous of her beauty...hahaha... The movie starts as an older Amy who might kick the bucket anytime comes back to India from London with her granddaughter. They look for Paruthi (Aarya) to return the thali to him. Having only his picture of young time that old woman and her granddaughter will be finding for him throughout the Madrass city with the help of two local men. As the finding goes on there will be flashback about what happened at that place nearly 60 years ago, before the independence of India.



Amy the daughter of Madrasapattinam Governor will visit Madrasapattinam. At that time she come across Paruthi who is a local man whom she calls as brave man. Eventually love blossoms between the white lady and the indian man. An awesome magical song takes place in this love scene. A song that i never got bored of. At the same time another British officer likes Amy. On the other hand Paruthi and the British officer was not in good terms. That officer was finding for an opportunity to take revenge on Paruthi. However things were not on this love birds side. They will go through many obstacles mainly from those British officers who hunting for them around the town just to live together but sadly they don't succeed. At last Amy have to save Paruthi who is badly injured by surrendering herself. That's the last she saw him...and now 60 years later she came to look for him to return the thali which Paruthi's family treasured for his future wife. Paruthi give her the thali as a symbol of their love.



In present, Amy and her granddaughter will decide to go back to London as they cannot locate Paruthi but at the end when they were about to leave to airport to board their flight they got a new information about Paruthi's whereabouts. The granddaughter insisted on going back. Without anyone's knowledge Amy took a cab and was going to the latest address she received. On the way, there will be many kids who asking for donation for Duraiammal Trust. She remembers about how the people of Madrasapattinam called her. They call her Duraiammal too. When she inquire about the trust to the cab driver, he tells her about the trust and his ayya(sir) and bring her there. Yes!! That's Paruthi's trust that he built in memory of Amy. He never got married. When Amy go all the way finding for him in that building, then only she learnt that Paruthi had passed away. While looking at his resting place Amy passed away on the same spot holding the thali close to her heart. That's the end. What a movie.. I was really touched with this movie. Such a deep impact it left in me. For those who looking for a good love story with lovely music. I would really recommend this movie :) Hats off to all those involved directly and indirectly in this movie. It have been a long time since i watched a good tamil movie and i am glad that i happened to watch this movie :)

Another Day....

I have to attend tuitions which is located 32miles away from my house on weekends. Today i had replacement class. It was 5 to 7. Usually i will take but but today the class is till 7. Since 7pm is too late and fearing there will be no bus, i hesitated how to attend the class. At last my dad offered to send me, thanks to my mom. I really appreciate that she stayed back and take care of the shop so that my dad will send me. How nice of my mom. I really love her. Well it was my bio tuition and i cant miss it because he is teaching an important part. My sir, Mr.Loo is an amazing sir that i have ever came across in my life. He is quite old, around 65+. He retired a long time ago. I started to attend his class last year May. Now he remembers my name well. 


Mr.Loo is a very dedicated teacher i would say. His children are grown up and settled in foreign countries but he have a child who is..ermm...who is blind. I have seen her twice. His wife is also a Bio teacher. He have his own method of teaching. There are a few dialogues which i would consider as his signature dialogue. For example, when he was teaching genetics he likes to say   " as i said earlier, mendel is a very blessed guy". Other than that "potong kepala" "china kui india kui melayu kui" are a few examples but potong kepala is the most frequent one..LOL..funny him. He is a very cute old man. I always wana get for him something in future before my form 6 ends. Today he taught about liver, the largest organ in the body apart from our skin. Okay la, ain't bad. It was interesting too. 


At the end of the class he reminded us that we must be well prepared by october to face stpm. It stirred a slight fear in myself. Yesterday, i took a look at stpm past year questions. I must do something to curb my addiction towards internet and start studying seriously, i will do it asap :) Many thoughts are running in my mind non-stop but i should stop thinking about those unworthy stuffs and start to move on with my studies for myself, my parents, teachers, and family. I must show my gratitude toward them by excelling in my studies. Oh God! You must be there to guide my path... :)