In the memory of my friend, Anusha

It was almost 8 in the evening when I received a call from my friend- Benoy- my classmate of St.marys' HSS during my plus two course.. I never expected a call.. So I was so happy to hear his voice after many months.. But The thing is,he called 2 tell a sad news..

"U remember Anusha" ,he asked me ,"She passed away"..He continues with a sigh..I was dumb-stuck.. He continued talking..I dint know what to ask him.. I asked him about how it happened ..She was admitted in a hospital some days before and today (15 December 2008) afternoon,she died.. It was a moment 0f sadness for me.. I would not be able to see her again , and the worst ,i wont be able to attend the funeral due to my examz..

It was just 2 months before ,when I heard she was getting married.. That too was a shock for me, because she was just 21..or 20.. My friend Adhub told me about this.. I could not go for that also.. And last but not the least,When I called my friend Lekshmi to tell about this, She told me that Anusha's elder brother also died due to some disease.

I can remmeber days at school when she used to come to classes.. She was a very good person with a very pretty face and a warm smile to greet everyone in the class.. She was an average student and was fair with everyone she talked..

When I was in the hospital due to a surgery, I came to know from my cousin - Meera- Who was in my same class that Anusha was sick and was admited in a hospital. I dint know what happend at that time.. After my two months rest,When I came to school also, I dint find her there.. But after some days ,she came to clas..From her friends ,I came to know that she was suffering from some skin disease and was in the hospital for long time.. From that time,she was taking leave from school frequently.. I dint know the reason clearly than that she was having some skin disease.. She used to cover her head with a cloth that normal muslims use to cover theirs..So we were unable to know the intensity of her disease..

And after school ,I never heard about her or met her - until recently , when Adhub told about her marriage..And now her death!! It was really shocking for me to know about her death...So death is coming nearer.. I recognise that death will come sooner as we grow older..

Now ,its really time to think of life seriously and work it out and do and achieve somethin and leave something good for the future generation to rememeber me..

Though i couldnt see her or attend her funeral ceremonies, I am giving her a bunch of flowers for ever in rememberance..and will always keep it with this for her..

My first Love

My first love..Is there something like that? Hmm..That is really something to think about.. Though you must say first love will always be remembered , I would tell that I dont even remember my first love.. Haahaa.. Do you know my first love?

Well..I dont remember really..Might be a chocolate,or a lollipop..hehee.. What else did u think of? I loved chocolate from my childhood.. But dint get even a nibble..I got loads of lollipops.. I used u keep it and eat in a variety of ways.. It was funny chewing lollipops..

But i preferred chocolates, I would lick to d last drop of chocolate even now..Huh. Chumma irikkumbo neram pokum..As a fact ,I have heard that If anyone gives you a chocolate ,your love for that person will increase, especially for dark chocolates.. And for me..I love them-Dark chocolates..hehe.. Just too tempting and tasty too..Waaahh..To think of it, my mouth is already filled with water..glum...

My Love for Maths

How I came to love maths is really a big story!! Now I am wondering why I took IT when I really loved maths and would have better been a teacher or a leturer than an IT Student/Professional..


There was once a time during which I hated Maths the most..I used to run away from it.. I was unable even to count numbers ..I always needed paper and pen (its still needed now) without which I never did my sums and products..Now there is a change that I can do it better and faster.. I was not a bright student at School and was too shy till 6th standard.. I loved to walk alone ..I loved company, but din't get any good ones..I was really very bad at studies..


I got very poor marks for unit tests and terminal examz..Only God knows how I passed each class.. And on one of those days of 4th standard, I heard that there is a LSS scholarship exam.. I didnot even know what that means at that time. But I asked my parents about it.. They explained to me ,but the reality was that I dint even understand a word.


When I was promoted to 5th standard, I heard about the USS exam.This was similar to the exam in the LP section, with a difference of syllabus. I wished to attend the exam in the thought that I am the best ,simply.. I knew I am nothing..but still thought it to be the best. I was very eager to tell this to my parents . they granted me the permission at last..


There were classes being held for preparation of the exam in school at various times,in morning ,evenings and saturdays.. I tried my level best to attend those classes.. On one of those days ,I met her.. A precious sweet teacher..Who taught maths very well.. I forgot to mention that I was very afraid of teachers.. I dont kno why and what prevented me from mingling with the teachers..(now also I am afraid of teachers..Now not because I fear them,but because they take away my sessional marks intentionally..So as far as possible I avaoid teachers eyes)...I never knew how to interact and how to clarify my doubts...


One of those days ,I was passing throught the hall in the seventh standard block, I saw her standing in a class room teaching students.. I dont really know what attracted me to her..But there was a magic in her voice that made me listen.. I dont kno for how much time I stood listening.. Suddenly my friend came and called me.."Hey what are you listening to..Come fast,The classes are about to start" .I was very angry with her ,but afraid of the teacher coming the next period and ran to the class..



That evening I went to the USS class without any mind.. Just thought of going to home ,when I heard her voice coming in the direction of the class .." Anu ,come here fast" She was calling my friend..My friend was a very jolly type who mingled with all teachers freely..She was a buji of the class..Well,Atleast after I became her best friend. .(I dont kno what, But all my friends who are with me become class toppers,atleast one of them and they would be my best friends..Only after some time of being my best friend, they become toppers[Applicable to girls only].Havent tried with boys..Sorry) [:D]


Huh!! By the way,I forgot to mention her name..My favourite teacher,her name is JISHA.. She was very young at that time..Very energetic,very tall,very good to students..very helpful...I liked her so much.. Her first class gave me a very good impression..


As she came to the class, my heart started beating very fast.. I know why.. Because it is the first time that I am gonna listen in a maths class.. Through out the class I was very attendive though I dint understand a word (since I knew nothing of the basics of maths ). This became a blessing to me later.. I think GOd forced me to sit in that class..I had never had such a wonderful experience with maths than that..She taught the shapes of objects using original objects and taught equations in a very friendly manner.


After the class I felt happy..It was the first time that I feel happy after a maths class due to good teaching ..Otherwise I was happy of the thuought that the classs got over.. I was looking forward for the next class of hers through out the week..(Only twice in a week we had maths class for scholarship exam)..


I was so happy when the notice came for the next maths class..I rushed to the classroom alloted as soon as the regular classes were over..But when the teacher came,my heart was broken..The old teacher who taught was back.. It was only then that I came to know that my favourite teacher was a substitute. I was very sad of that.. And I never saw her after again soon, except one day when the old teacher became sick..


USS scholarship exam was a complete zero for me....I prepared and tried..But got nothing..Questions were all bad I could ever expect..And the results cam to be worst..



Years passed ,I was in the 9th standard when I saw her again..By that time my maths had became the worst.. I never learned anything useful.. I still remember how Elizabeth teacher threatened me by telling me that she would call my parents when in the eighth standard when I got 2 marks for maths in terminal exam out of 50.. Everyone,even the worst got much better marks than me.. I was broken-hearted..My sister was in 6th standard and she used to study very well and was in the top 10 for a while..Techers knew her very well.. Through her they knew me.. Elizabeth teacher abused me telling me to study from her.. I was very frightened of her..I hated her voice.. I couldnt concentrate .. I never did for people with her voice..And I was very very frightened of her..


My friend Anu by now had became the school topper.(9th standard). She used to tell me about the tution..One day i asked her details, as I got the worst mark for the unit test that term.Then she told me about Jisha teacher.. I was very surprised to hear her name and asked her more details.. And atlast,I found her.. From that moment I was filled with some kind of joy.. I eagerly waited for the evening to come to tell my parents and get permission about this..They never liked tution..But I was the one who always hesitated to go for tutions.. But this time,they were happy for me and phoned to Jisha teacher and asked her permisision..I was very glad tto hear from her a "yes"..


Form the next day onwards I started my Maths tution ..And from that time onwards I am loving it-Maths..And the teacher will always be in my heart- a very special person who taught me..No other teachers have ever taught me better.. She taught me every basic of mtahs from the beginning.. Helped me solve problems, not only from text but also from question papers.. This was the first time that I was solving question papers..I never did that before..I was too lazy to do..


And You kno what, though the 9th standard terminal result came better, the 10th standard marks were mind blowing..I had a very high score on maths..Other subjects were poor for me, but as Maths got better ,those too got better.. I scored the best for maths in SSLC in my career..
I can tell with confidence that only because of her I am today what I am..If it was not for her interest ,her kindness and her approach and style I would never have learned Maths..


And for the plus wo examz too.. I got the best marks for maths -a 97- from 2!!!!huh.... what do you think???


And Now! !In the engineering field ,I am very sad now to know that there are no more maths clsses, Until semester 5... And now again, I am going down in studies, I am always putting my hnds up for someone to come over and help me clmb up...A small push.. A loving care..I dint find this with anyone of the lecturers of My department till now..But instead,they are pushing me down ,to a big hole.. I am still hopeful.. Waiting for someone to come and pick me up.. To fill me with energy I lost once...