Sunday fun with Siri and Keerti!!!!

Sunday fun with Siri and Keerti!!!!

Akka Hazare!!!!! You might be shocked to hear because we heard about the revolutionary fighter Anna Hazare but not Akka Hazare. Let me introduce you to my good friend Sirisha, who actively participated in the protests against the corruption along with many of the youngsters. But what makes the difference of she being the noted protestant is the coverage and blog written by NDTV reporter T.S. Uma Sudhir. He reported his personal experience with Sirisha’s encounter. And thus it made her Akka Hazare in her college by her college mates. That is a small intro about Sirisha malayala, my friend and a junior.

Tsunami!!!!! You’re thinking tsunami in Hyderabad isn’t it? No way how can there be a tsunami in the place where not even a beach exists. Then what it is all about? Yes, let me tell you it’s regarding my best friend Keerti Chavan. My brain eater, journalist, crusader and a critic who is always there for me. Of course, pretty dancer who makes every one go crazy. That about my buddies at Aurora.

So, What!!! Everyone has friends in their life and what’s new about it?
I know you all might be thinking in this way. But few memories though short but still sweeter and sweetest made me to write this blog. That’s all and it is about Sunday fun with Siri and Keerti!!!!

Made a plan to meet at Aurora’s steps that is behind the main block as the adda for meeting. But kya karoooo, ey Surya Dev tho gharmi ka season mey ek khadam bi pichey nahi chutta…..it made us to meet at Keerti’s place. And as usual am always late for the meeting. Then started our voyage to none-other than so called heaven of Hyderabad…Imax theatre. Chalo jab scooty mey traveling hey tho, especially for a girl like me it is a very big tension that too with pillion rider like Keerti chavan on a sunny day with a great speed on the road. Siri, the ardent follower of rules and regulations was driving at a very low speed that made us reach faster than her.

So called we friends, though parents told us to have lunch in the home, dint care and entered the Den Mc.Donalds and were really shocked to see all the seats occupied. Stunned with this we had to wait and at last one family showed concern and made way for us. Sharing the so called burgers, ice creams, drinks we had lunch. Then the clock ticked 3, so we ran towards the ticket booking stall and learnt the great news that all the shows are houseful. Then started the debate where to go…to spend time. After jotting many points, we understood that there is no nearby place. And we entered Prasads, with a hope to enjoy. As we entered were shocked to see an igloo in the entrance. Then up on investigated just found that it’s a Free Coke Mela. So there is no use in regretting now, since we already paid and stomach would obviously burst out. And then started sharing all our problem, sweet moments, gossiping, plans etc. then suddenly!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Entered Abhilasha thakur, the so called high energy machine in life sciences who mesmerizes with her talks and looks. Spent some time with her talking. As the burgers were not enough we decided to have lunch. Went and decided to order a menu and thus ordered few items, but to our shock it really took 45 minutes for us to have our meals. That fortuned we were. Heheh….then played Truth and Dare that revealed many secrets of our gang and was really fun together. This made our day so lovely and unforgettable for spending the day and spending time in sharing ourselves. Dabbled in the official schedule was so badly immersed, this small time that I spent with Siri and Kerti made me happy. Love you all. Let’s have more sweet memories in future tooooo…..

Happy days

Happy days
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Is it me who is sitting idle in the office just because there is no work? What happen to all my impishness in life? Where have those days gone? Those beautiful days filled with bunch of friends, chocolates, silly fights, cat fights, molly-coddle and love of all. Those beautiful days I miss in my life. Was going to office in the morning wherein I was encountered with a summer camp board and that turned me in to the nostalgia of child hood. Just thinking of the passing time, is making me to reminisce those Happy days of my child hood……………………………
Rain, the most awaited time for kids that fills the heart with joy, happiness and soft sprinkles of water. Remember the poem

Rain Rain Go away
Little Johnny wants to play
Come again other day

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I don’t know about Johnny, but to myself would wait for the sprinkles of rain and misty fog to fall on me. There was a slight drizzle in the morning hours and my mom started waking me up to get ready for summer camp. Just nearby my home, there was a big church…so big enough for a tiny tot of second class to play…that’s me……. it was the time of summer, and was done with my exams. Every year in the church there would be VBS i.e. Vacation Bible School camp wherein kids would participate and celebrate the joyous days. It was the first day for me and a very first experience to go for a summer camp.
The church was filled with various trees big and small selection of flowers and fruits. As it was raining, it was giving a lovely experience to breathe in the fresh air from them. The clock tick 9 and we entered the hall where hundreds of kids were seated together to start the camp. Then Father of the church made us do prayer and asked us to join the prescribed classes which we wish to. All the naughty girls and guys like me were put in to the team of Clara, VBS volunteer. We were made to form train chain and made our way to the front side of the church. It was an open place and a pretty neat and spacious one where we can spread and play games. Then we started the vacation lessons of the summer camp. There were many competitions held in the classes, like the most active, the calmest, the most spontaneous and all. In order to get the prize I choose The Most Calm and the prize was Nataraja Pencil. ( Am a complete opposite to the prize) hehehe
We were taught holy verses from bibles, stories, drawings, paintings and variety of stuff that would keep us engaged the whole time. And again before we disperse to home, we were made to form a train chain and gather in the assembly hall. The last half-an-hour in the assembly hour is the most waiting time for kids, since it would be consisted of all kinds of songs, jingles, fun, games and lot more. Then at last, the stomach started making sounds sending the signals of hunger and we were given Samosa and a glass of Rasna. Let me tell you, Rasna was the drink which most of them in the child hood would go crazy for. After having them, we again would form a queue to have the Rasna. Caught up by the volunteers we were thrown out. Like that days passed and the time came for us to depart as the summer camp was finished. The last day was ceremonial one and many mockery shows, puppet shows were held for us to enjoy. …………..
Love those days….miss that fun……Beautiful memories of Life.