Life goes on...
its been over three months since i wrote anything..n these three months have been like the most 'happening' time of my life since i came to blore..well actually pbbly thts the reason why i really never got the time to pen anything down at all!!
well for one i was preparing for CAT n wht with th job n the prep n evrything i didnt have enuf time to sit myself down n write..n then to top it all i was suddenly asked to go on an official trip to Ireland for a month..n then jus as i was abt to leave my sis got a job offer n left for hyd..evrything was going jus perfect but then i guess He simply cant let things be all happy..
there was a sudden death in the family n the sense of loss tht it has left is sthg tht will stay forever..i might get over the grief but the memories of the person shall remain with me for as long as i am alive..mebbe it is at such junctures of life tht u really sit back n think abt ppl whom u have taken for granted..ppl who r so much a part of ur life tht u hardly notice their presence..n then when they r gone u think of all tht they had done for u , of how diff ur life is coz of tht single person, of all the good moments n the bad ones tht u shared with the person ...
my granpa had always been and shall always remain the most respected n revered person in my family..he was a teacher by profession n made sure tht the same kinda discipline tht he practised at school was followed at home too..my sis n i grew up with our grandparents.being a teacher he made sure tht his grandchildren never fell behind in their education..i still remember those days when v used to return from school have tea ,play for a while n then come straight back in by 6 in the eve to attend to the homeworks n stuff..the timing was to be strictly adhered to n no matter wat, v were never allowed to goof arnd after 6..v used to despise the level of discipline but now when i look back on those days i realise tht pbbly it was this schedule tht put me into the groove...his subject was english and it was from him tht i caught on the habit of reading ..he sometimes used to talk to us in english.this was quite uncommon for a middle-class mallu family like ours n i used to cherish those few moments coz somehow they made me feel imp but in a very nervous sorta way!!!he used to always encourage us to read more n more..books were sthg he worshipped.when v were kids one of the greatest offence tht v cud have committed was to tear pages from notebooks, to make books dirty or worse to lose one even if it be jus a small story book( my sis n i hav heard quite a few 'lectures' coz of torn book covers n folded page-corners..:-) to this day i hate to see books being handled carelessly..) everyone in n arnd my place (esp at school) knew him (in fact he was a very respected figure in tht society coz he had been the headmaster of a school there).my sis n were known as his grandchildren to most ppl(we were almost always 'mashintae kochumakkal' :-) n it made us proud to be addressed tht way).v were always keenly aware of the fact tht our actions were always measured by the standards he had set n our n academic achievements were always attributed to him..n for me one of the greatest rewards of doing anything well was his appreciation..i still cant forget the day i called home to say tht i got a job..nor the day i got my grandparents the first onakkodi with my own money..nor the look on his face when i was leaving for blore after soming to visit him when he had taken ill..some things in life shall always be treasured...
welll...i guess i am gonna jus stop now..mebbe the whole blog reads like some mushy dialogue in some stupid soap but i dont care...
will write soon abt my ireland trip...n well , as for CAT--there really isnt much to write abt...i seem to have messed it up royally..anyway the results will be out in a month or so ..we'll see then..i will jus leave it to Him to see if He can mend sthg on tht front...:-)
well for one i was preparing for CAT n wht with th job n the prep n evrything i didnt have enuf time to sit myself down n write..n then to top it all i was suddenly asked to go on an official trip to Ireland for a month..n then jus as i was abt to leave my sis got a job offer n left for hyd..evrything was going jus perfect but then i guess He simply cant let things be all happy..
there was a sudden death in the family n the sense of loss tht it has left is sthg tht will stay forever..i might get over the grief but the memories of the person shall remain with me for as long as i am alive..mebbe it is at such junctures of life tht u really sit back n think abt ppl whom u have taken for granted..ppl who r so much a part of ur life tht u hardly notice their presence..n then when they r gone u think of all tht they had done for u , of how diff ur life is coz of tht single person, of all the good moments n the bad ones tht u shared with the person ...
my granpa had always been and shall always remain the most respected n revered person in my family..he was a teacher by profession n made sure tht the same kinda discipline tht he practised at school was followed at home too..my sis n i grew up with our grandparents.being a teacher he made sure tht his grandchildren never fell behind in their education..i still remember those days when v used to return from school have tea ,play for a while n then come straight back in by 6 in the eve to attend to the homeworks n stuff..the timing was to be strictly adhered to n no matter wat, v were never allowed to goof arnd after 6..v used to despise the level of discipline but now when i look back on those days i realise tht pbbly it was this schedule tht put me into the groove...his subject was english and it was from him tht i caught on the habit of reading ..he sometimes used to talk to us in english.this was quite uncommon for a middle-class mallu family like ours n i used to cherish those few moments coz somehow they made me feel imp but in a very nervous sorta way!!!he used to always encourage us to read more n more..books were sthg he worshipped.when v were kids one of the greatest offence tht v cud have committed was to tear pages from notebooks, to make books dirty or worse to lose one even if it be jus a small story book( my sis n i hav heard quite a few 'lectures' coz of torn book covers n folded page-corners..:-) to this day i hate to see books being handled carelessly..) everyone in n arnd my place (esp at school) knew him (in fact he was a very respected figure in tht society coz he had been the headmaster of a school there).my sis n were known as his grandchildren to most ppl(we were almost always 'mashintae kochumakkal' :-) n it made us proud to be addressed tht way).v were always keenly aware of the fact tht our actions were always measured by the standards he had set n our n academic achievements were always attributed to him..n for me one of the greatest rewards of doing anything well was his appreciation..i still cant forget the day i called home to say tht i got a job..nor the day i got my grandparents the first onakkodi with my own money..nor the look on his face when i was leaving for blore after soming to visit him when he had taken ill..some things in life shall always be treasured...
welll...i guess i am gonna jus stop now..mebbe the whole blog reads like some mushy dialogue in some stupid soap but i dont care...
will write soon abt my ireland trip...n well , as for CAT--there really isnt much to write abt...i seem to have messed it up royally..anyway the results will be out in a month or so ..we'll see then..i will jus leave it to Him to see if He can mend sthg on tht front...:-)
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