name it!!!!

Johny....Jonty.....Jott.............
Jomsky......Jimmy.....jalander..........
jippy ....joppy...........

well , I could go on.......
For people imagining that these are names of the next generation
cartoons , I beg to differ.
I'd like to inform everybody , that these are few of the " many "
nicks ,actually "names" people fantasize in calling me!
I am actually wondering how just a 4 letter word , namely "JOMY"
( here , again the priest who christened me fantasized in calling me by this name!)
could generate so..so..many permutations !

For god's sake,its supposed to be "jomy", pronounced as in "joe me"
But , secretely I know,why its damned so ticklish so call someone like that...
thanks to goju ( was he christened also as "gaurang" or...)
I get to remove all my frustration on poor "dinnkuuu" another alias for poor goju!
So,goju (dinkuu) , the next time , i call u that, you know what I'm going through!
poor me...( hey ...".me" sounds good!)
And , for all those people , who happen to be my friends ( or foes) , pleaaase say my name!


P.S ( also called princesse sophie ..or post script ) :-
No prizes for guessing what subject I happened to read....before this piece ( also called....hmmm..is there another name for C.O ?)

Sweat it out ........phew...!!!!

Have bulges around your waist ? Hmm..do you get all "J" when you see Ojas's waistline..?(heehee)!!!!!
Or just feeling too lazy and worked up with the normal boring schedule...?
I know ..where you or I rather, should be heading towards !!!
Its the Gymnasium....!!! A place , unfortunately or fortunately I visited this very morning!
I managed to be there , somehow on time , ( very unlikely of me) , only to know that my
instructor has conveniently disowned me.Let me just elaborate on that one...hmm
He managed to get late by a whole 30 minutes .....walks past me , like he'd never seen me,and would never even want to. In those 30 minutes , I struck up a brief conversation , with another girl , who was frantically trying to get the treadmill to start working.
Which again meant , nobody to help me to kill time!!
So much so that I counted the number of mirrors in the gym , to pass time!

Well , after a good half hour , this dude turns up and then he plans my routine...
At the end of a good one hour , I was gonne!!! So much for just losing a few( actually quite a many) kilos....!!Was quite a site to see though..an overweight adolescent trudging along the treadmill, eyes fixed on the wall clock ( damn ...isn't it time yet?) !
Well , I have quite made up my mind though , that I'd work harder tomorrow , just to "boo" those body builders who were feeling so very ticklish , from the very sight of me.
I dont understand why they have to flex their muscles time and again , just to show off
and say " stay put , U weakling , better not mess with us".

And ofcourse , there are the " baby body builders " too! . Scrawny ,bony , tiny teenagers who wish they'd be like those huge macho men! Poor things , they get to lift teeny weeny weights , while their healthier counterparts lift huge boulders . And ofcourse they get the instructor to help them too!I guess even I am at the same stage too!But , I'm hopeful of getting those super duper large biceps before them.Atleast I want some of those , after seeing those body builders !

So , here's to looking forward to my " stronger larger " arms!! Cheers!!

Heights.....!!!

I wanna write about people ....and i'm tired of writing about myself...and things happening around my radius of existence!!!

And I slowly realise that how deaf and non-receptive i've become to stuff happening around .
For example , this morning , I saw this young girl, very pretty,sitting under a huge tree, in a park nearby.She wasn't exactly very good looking , but somehow she had a very radiant face.A very Nandita Das ish face.I happened to be observing her more and more...and I noticed that she was talking to herself....questioning herself..answering herself at the same time, and in a few minutes from then, there were tears in her eyes.She didn't stop talking , by the way . And those tears showed real pain.After a few minutes , I saw the real pain coming up to her.
A man, maybe in his late forties...walks up to this girl, throws abuses at her
and before she could even retaliate ,slaps her so so very hard, drags her all the way out.

So many people around, no one bothers to stop him. Everyone looks on....
After this whole melodrama, there are hushed whispers around.An aunty nearby tells me that this man was the girl's husband!.Husband to a 18 yr old?????
I mean what is happening !!!..Women around especially in India, have to put up with so much of nonsense.I never wanted to sound like a feminist or something like that , but now I understand what they want to convey.Newspa pers screaming rape,child abuse and many other crimes against women,which I dont even feel like mentioning. I get goosepimples all over me, by the thought of a 35-40 yr old man raping a woman who was the age of his great grandmother!!!
Leave that aside, a normal middle class woman travelling in bus , has to take precautions of carrying safety pins, along for poking men who carry their libedo everywhere they go..!Female Infanticide is yet..yet ..yet prevalent!
Nine girls were burnt alive in a pit, because they were supposed to be soceresses,
and were thus held responsible for the bad crop...and the bad happenings in the village , in Delhi.I have yet not spoken about catcalls, eve-teasing.....ecetera..ecetra

Where is this all going to end?
And its called as the weaker sex ? That question is going to take a lot of time , to answer.....
By the way....Happy Girl Child Day!!!( sept 8th)...Its Celebration time...(boo)!

(phew........a random flow of thoughts...in the order of which they came!!)

Like A Sunflower that follows every movement of the Sun ,
So I turn to you , to follow you

This little hymn , taught during school , rings through my mind , as memories of school pass by.Yes, I did follow you , and here I am , miss( like I called her)!
Now , I totally realise the true gem that you were.
What do i say about you , hmmm......
I watched you silently , right from standard 5 , scolding my seniors , in a voice comparable to even AJ( my deep voiced class mate from college)!!!
Scaring the shit outta my fellow classmates from std 5 and me...., a 6 foot tall , well built ,
" lady "( ahem...) loudly throwing abuses .
This I watched almost everyday , (well , the abuses got bolder as time passed and kids grew bigger!!), until u were my class teacher in tenth!!!!!!
Woh......the very thought of it .....sent me to the bathroom...everytime....
For the first few days, I restrained myself from all the talking , screaming ,shouting in class ,but alas......
U managed to get me ,when??
haha...REPORT DAY!!!!..when all teachers take their " khunnas" out on their students....
That day somehow ,flushed out all the fear....and my father astonished ," are u kiddin me ? ur scared of that angel? ".
As time passed , all the girls including me , we re talking to you like we'd found some long lost pal of ours. Not only the friendliness , the perfectness of getting jobs done , teaching methods , ...and i could go on. Man , were we impressed or what !!
Discipline in labs , learning science 2 equations , and discussing all the happening stuff around.....also handling very difficult parent teacher meetings with so much of ease ( especially complaining parents of std ten).
I mean , one full perfect packaged parcel of everything good!!!!
And , on the eve of Teachers Day , miss , I'd like to thank you for the this little piece of you , that you left in me.You brought out the best in me.You rock....!!!!


HAPPY TEACHER'S DAY!!!!

P.S : A similar wish to my teachers in college.....sorry couldn't make it to college though...
:)