Innocence....

Innocent:
(n.) The state or quality of being not chargeable for, or guilty of, a particular crime or offense; as, the innocence of the prisoner was clearly shown.
(n.) Simplicity or plainness, bordering on weakness or silliness; artlessness; ingenuousness.
(n.) The state or quality of being innocent; freedom from that which is harmful or infurious; harmlessness.
(n.) The state or quality of being morally free from guilt or sin; purity of heart; blamelessness.


sounds a lot to define something so simple a word..
we use so often...
well, in certain cases we explain our foolishness to understand a joke as innocence..
just as in this case where:


A new police officer has just joined the investigating department, and put on a new case. 
He was supposed to interrogate the lady about the how the burglar had entered according to her and match the findings.. The conversation went so...
 Police officer: Morning lady, how are you today? //thinks in his mind...as told by sir 1. start with compliments///
Lady: What??? How would i be?!!! ///Mad fellow, i lost all in a night and he is asking me how am i?///
Police officer: Fine lady, so what were you doing last night? Were u alone or by yourself?
Lady: Alone,...!!! right..???!!! And I had my dinner, went to loo, then went to study room, then watched TV till 12 and then slept on the sofa..
Police officer: Hmmm.../// well, old lady has a long list of things to do..///
Lady: ya ya thats it... Ask about the thief...!!! /// this guy seems to sleeping////
Police: Yes, my lady just a minute. so, what did u say?
Lady: I did not say anything, so, far...
PO: ya ya, sorry...!
so where did the thief come in?
Lady: from the stairs above..
PO: could u show me??
Lady: come with me...
////they go to the stairs///
PO: this is the stairs...
Lady: Yes..
PO: So, these stairs go to the basement???
Lady: yes..
PO: SO you say that the stairs went down to the basement?
Lady: Yes..
PO: And these stairs, did they go up also?
Lady: what the...?!!!


There are times when we crack a joke and our friends just looks plain blank at us.
An we end up trying to explain them desperately, to relieve ourselves of the misery... :)
so all those reading this reminiscence those moments of your life and leave them as comments... i will be delighted.


if u feel they are too personal or cannot put in words just enjoy reading these lines...Quite amusing..
"Imagine there were no Hypothetical situations.."
"Give a man a match and he'll be warm for a minute; set him on fire and he'll be warm for the rest of his life..."
"Those who live by the sword get shot by those who don't"
" Light travels faster than sound. That's why some people appear bright until you hear them speak"
"Before you insult a man, walk a mile in his shoes. That way when you insult him, you'll be a mile away and also have his shoes"
"What do you call a psychic midget that escaped from the prison? A small medium at large"
" I was standing in the park wondering why frisbees got bigger when they closer..! and then it hit me..!"

It hurts...

It hurts to see all the slain men of our forces as well as the so called naxals.

Why? A predicament which bogs us down all the time, as to why and will such bloodshed help reach the goals and aspirations of the troubled community??

All of us love to help others and provide solutions and suggestions, about how to go about their work!!!...

All the more, what makes me wonder, is the fact that these anti-social elements are not uneducated or those who have no knowledge and understanding of the social world..

When I heard, that a recently slain commander was a REC educated person(Regional Engineering College rechristened now as NIT's), it, reminded me of the fact that the so debated topic, of brain drain shouldn't have been concentrated on all about the migrating professionals only.

Yes, i appreciate those people or better termed as Rebels of the state, who have had the courage to ask questions that most of us just by pass in our lives..

But, fighting is not the only solution. There was a day, when we fought the Britisher's to grant us independence; and now, we are seeing people fighting for the very rights won long back..

Very amusingly, we are ourselves against such people, feeling that they are instigating the uneducated into a purposeless rebellion.

What none of us are bothering to do is, get down in the muck and clean it.

Some issues, which are being centered on are education, civic amenities and conservation of the locality. These issues are not unsolvable or unseen or unheard of.

The suggestions given below by me are not my brain-child; but, are achievements of some villages and villagers who have willed to live a better life and achieved it.

Some of us by and large belong to a village, so, why don't we give the children growing up there a helping hand by contributing to build a school or paying for their education.

Those already working, can guide the youth into more useful means of work and also help them into taking up agriculture, which though being a major contributor to our economy remains to be the least opted profession; thanks, to the unruly weather and other factors. Of all we are short in hand with the fact being that our farmers, are not enlightened of the options and latest technological innovations which can help them reap profits of their own land.

As, to provision of civic amenities, if every villager is ready to contribute a little in their own way in terms, of manpower and money; they need not plead any government or civic body for help and be at their mercy.

The real reason behind all the clamor, is the we have learnt to complain but, lack the feeling of responsibility, towards our community, and country and fail to find solutions to some of the persistent; but, solvable problems.

Stranger..!

June 27th is definitely going to be one of those days; I will never forget. Since, this was after a long time i felt i had a hearty laugh. Well, the occasion was my friends engagement. This is definitely not what i had laughed for... There are sometimes rather many a times when we land up in a party or some kind of celebrations, where of all the people present you seem know just two. Well, that was my situation today.

Looking like, i landed in midst of a bunch of people who knew each other for years; but, they dint let me feel like i was anyhow stranger to them.

As I had entered the hall, I was greeted by my friend and then her other old buddies, some HI's and Hello's. Then, I took my seat with them. After, this what had happened was a laughter riot which i do not think i will ever forget..

The people here were ( Giri, Avinash, Janardhan, Sirisha, Anand, Sandeep, Vamsi, Siri...). I have never personally or remotely have never been in contact with these people expect sirisha who happens to be my college friend. They spoke about themselves and pulled each others leg. Some introduced each other in a way u couldn't help smiling about. And as many more joined in, we were a huge group at the back of the hall making a racket. Thanks, to my friends parents who took it very sportingly and dint feel the need to keep us quiet.

Sometimes, seldom we expect from strangers to make our day memorable. Definitely, if we are ready to mingle and let ourselves free for others to reach us. Everyday is memorable.

I really want to thank all of them by heart, for making my day absolutely wonderful and a very special one...

/// though my jaws and sides pinching out of tiredness, I'm happy to feel this pain///

As of, if someone reading this wonders what were the jokes about. I apologize for not mentioning them as they were spontaneous and of all i don't remember what most of the jokes started with or ended with. Sometimes some things and feelings can't be summarized or justified in writing completely, they are meant to be just felt about, this day was one such of those.

The English Craze

Everyone around here wants to converse in English.

Much like the phrase "Walk English, Talk English.."

Some of them desperately hanging on to be the ENGLISH end up being the

funny bone to others. Anyone wondering to join a laughter club, can prefer to spend an hour with

such a person and stomach wrenching laughter riot is assured.

have a sample:

1st lady: Hi, U knws that lady beside ur house?

2nd lady: ms.xx

1st lady: yessu, ade u knw she working anta..!

2nd lady: ekada?

1st lady: emo..!

2nd lady: asalu matter what anta?

1st lady: u do nots knws? hers husbands stays at homes anta. and doing all homework anta.

2nd lady: lucky X.. my husbands not doing any work,all time only ordering only..

1st lady: my husbands too same..

hmmm hhmmm..

@2nd sample:

A: Arey,Machi u gng to class na?

B: Na, U going na?

A: Arey, Mama that pori u knw thoppu she'll be..!

B: who? 3rd benchi.. roll no.20 na?

A: ha, ya ya.. she only..

B: she looking good na..

A: Ya Ya.. looking looking..

/// same girl comes along the way///

B: Arey, mama coming coming...

A: WHO? Professor na? //tries to run//

B: oh, nee that girl ra...!

A: oh ok.. em this girl na?

B: Ya, bt, u telling about that girl na?

A: who? what?

B: mama, this girl not that girl..

that girl good this girl very good...//smiles dreamly/

A: hey, u tell that girl, this girl confusing me.. I not understanding anything ra..

B: shsssh... she coming..// girl passes doesnt look at them...///

A: hey, too much mama.. she's knows u likes her, still, she not looking at you and yesterday i see her at cinema with another boy..

B://surprise/// what saying??? hmmm.. Bad luck...

A: ya, you not house dog nt street dog now...

B: arey, she not then some other.. na??!!

A: YA YA...

what's in a name??

Many of us wonder, "what's in a name?".. but, ask this question to a person having been blessed with a loooonnnng name... And a equally tough spelling.

I always have preferred that my name be spelt right. So, the moment i realize that my name is being written, i've chosen to spell it to them.

There are incidents such as when i was 10 years old or something;

Principal: " What's your name?"

me: huh..

Dad: "Abinandana"

Principal:"ABHINANDAN" Cute boy...!"

Dad: "oh no.. girl abinandana.."

(Me staring in at him.."crazy bugger cant see the frock??" Jus a boy cut and a name turns you into a boy..!!!" Oh boy..)

In school, i had the unfortune of having two classmates and of all boys with "abhi" as their names in shorter version, now, there is this cricket match being played in the ground and "abhi" is being called upon.. though its not me, but, I'm told that I was summoned to the ground.

I go running to find out that not abinandana bt, abhishek was needed.. hahaha... Tragedy..

During college days.. to avoid the trouble of being called by my full name i kept it to "abi" again; people felt the need to correct me by spelling it as "abhi" not "abi".

when i insist, they ask me how come so???

Now, its been so for 20 odd years and it will continue to be so...

Thanks, to some people who managed to call me "abinandana" completely, before i could run off..

Well, this privilege has been of those who have taught(teachers, professors, lecturers) me all these years..

If thats not all, people sometimes, even chose to call me by my surname which im not accustomed to hear at all being called by...

For all, that I have chosen to write about this is that, there are few other tortured souls like me who have been in a soup due to their long names; compared to others short and crisp one's

well, all the trouble is worth it coz, that's what we have lived with and will continue to be known with..

proud to have such a name...

whats on your mind??

We all have once in a while written exams, for some of us these seem to be there all around the year and every week ends with one, rather than a weekend.. hmm.. well, if we are distressed with exams. Ever wondered what an examiner might be thinking...

Examiner 1:

" AAh, here come the dumb, dumber and dumbest..

God, Why was i The Chosen One to teach and evaluate them, sometimes it makes me wonder that who am i testing?? Myself or them?"

Examiner 2: "Here comes the potential goat lumbering; ready to go under the knife..

All they do is go bumping around, first the door "ouch", now, the bench"oof", and now the paper... hahaha"

Examiner 3: " This time i have vowed that nobody clears my paper,muahahha... "welcome to the hell"..

while correcting the paper:

Examiner 1: Q1. what is 1+1=?

Ans(student 1) 2 ... "right thank god"

student 2: 11... "wt the heck, this git will never change"

student 3: blank.. "now, that's better"

student 4: pto... "to where????"

well, this is just the start... by the end of evalution what is left is a gleaming potential cricket pitch on the head of the evaluator... hahaha..:)

we hate them or love them exams are bound to be with us forever.

we get inventive and creative with each question posed to us... making it a more of a test to the one who taught us than to us..

njoy writing... tip tip...