Kitty Surprise!

Recently I started going to college again for my PG course. Same old bus stop agonies, fresh start vibes, new colleagues, and a bunch of college events. After all this one fine day after college, I came to home with headache due to the hefty amount of thought processing happened in the classes. I rang the bell as usual for my family to unlock the gate. My brother came to the porch in a discreet manner as if their is some sort of monster hiding behind me. I gave him the tiredest look possible in the world. My mind was like "open the damn gate" I asked him why he is acting weird all of a sudden? Then he was like "there was a kitten that came to this place in the morning." Wow! A kitten. Last time when a kitten came to my house my mom said throw it out of this house and my dad hit the floor with a scale to get rid of the cat. The next morning I saw a skull of that cat with a drooling stray dog beside it. Well, Life can be horrifying at times.

So, I made it a pact not to make my parents to know about this kitten whom I have not acquainted with yet. My brother and I searched for a while. We heard meow sounds in irregular intervals. After while I gave up and started watering plants. Suddenly my brother finds the cat in it's hiding place. I saw a cute creature which was literally looking like a replica of fuzzy palm size fur ball. It was scared and was running with it's tiny paws as quick as possible from our sight. After a while we caught it and took pictures. It liked to get finger rubs below it's neck and somehow rolls over with it's tiny paws up. We played with it for a while until my mom saw us. Oh no! We told her everything about the kitten. She told us to take and put the cat far away from the house. But it looked so young, active and adorable - I didn't felt like letting it go and haven't got the permission to keep it. I hate this dilemma.

I let it go on the floor. The kitten meowed for a while and slept off, I kept a small bowl of water beside it. Then I went back to finish whatever work I had to do for the day. The kitten helped me to relieve my tension. Anyways, After a while at the night, I went outside to check the status of the kitten. It was awake and was roaming around the place. I guess it got used to us and came near to us. I sat on the floor with my index finger pointing on it's head and slowly stroking on it's fur. It started rubbing it's head and body against my hand which is suspended above it. I kept my index finger and middle finger on the floor and rest of the finger folded. I kept on moving these two fingers similar to walking. The kitten chased my hand whenever i did that. It also loved to bite my feet occasionally. I was not sure what to do with the kitten in the future. I just wanted it to live a better life.

The weird moment was when a fat white cat was sitting comfortably and watching us instead of taking the kitten with it. I wanted to bring the kitten towards this white cat but it escaped by the time i did it. The next morning my mom informs me my dad took it away from the house. This time he kept it in his shop. But after college ended I heard of the news it went missing. My parents said someone must have taken it to their home as a pet. I hope it is doing fine and having the life it wished for. I love the fact even though animals are less intelligent than humans they know how to calm our nerves. Life is all about the small surprises like this kitten.

The gift!

The year 2015 is ending soon. Here, I am thinking about the significance of 2015 in my life. "Lost, lose or Stolen" are the only words that can describe my memories of 2015 in my life till now. Losing something can affect in ways that can make a person lose one’s mind, emotions, health and whatever related to Physiological, Psychological and neurological aspects of human. Phone, camera, headphones, bag, pen-drive, money were not the only things that gets looted. (Actually, the above mentioned ones really got stolen in my case) But things like Opportunities, Chances, Self-esteem, Happiness, Satisfaction, Freedom, etc are also looted in the course of life. Nowadays, Criticism and Prejudice are more prominent than Appreciation and Guidance. 

So, in order to participate in something we need a great level of support and courage. After that, we need to overcome the worry, self-doubts about the decision, etc. Too many considerations are required in order to finish a task. For example: To ask a pen from a person, first we analyse whom to ask, when to ask, why should I ask, why not I just borrow it without asking for their permission, etc. When we are ready to ask the person, our brain calculates all sorts of unnecessary case scenarios some of which will be illogical and impossible in reality. That person would have left the place; by the time we finish the mental debate in our heads, whether to ask or not to ask for a pen. Still, there is a need for speed in this “modern world”. 

On the morning of Nov 26th, I was busy getting ready for college. I rarely read newspapers but that day I started reading and noticed an advertisement about Milk Moustache contest by Amul in newspaper. The occasion was National Milk Day and Birthday of Dr. Verghese Kurien who brought white revolution in India. It was about sending a Selfie with a glass of milk and a milk moustache. So, as a human I got curious to participate in the competition at the same time a mental debate of why should I participate? What if I waste time and reach college late because of a Selfie; What if I forget about it if I try to do it later. I realised Why not? Let’s give it a try.

So quickly, I take one fancy glass from kitchen cupboard which my mom inherited from my grandma’s glassware collection. The boiled milk was poured into it. Now arrival of the anxiety in the form of questions takes place: Should the milk be white in colour? (My mom adds maltova - Chocó flavoured malt powder), Should the background be in a peculiar way? Is the lighting good? Why the camera not opening in my dad mobile? (After my mobile and camera got stolen I was ended up with basic mobile. So no camera with me) why did the froth on my upper lip vanished so quickly? What if the glass slips from my hand and breaks? After the Selfie is taken: what if the mobile doesn’t connect with the Wi-Fi? What if my dad deletes the picture accidentally? What if the contest was a hoax? So, finally when all required stuff is finished. Usually I hesitate a lot before participating and also expect a lot. This time I just participated and remained satisfied that I am part of it.

When December begun, I totally forgot about whatever I did before the floods hit my house, stuff and lives. During afternoon of Dec 12, 2015, a courier guy came with a rectangular cardboard box with tapes and handle with care sign. And it seems he spelled my name as sunya and my mom couldn’t recognise anybody with that name. But luckily I did because my whole life people misspelled or mispronounced my name. (How my parents ended up naming me sunayana is another dramatic story) I sign the sheets to receive the mystery package. I saw the address it was sent from Gujarat Co-operative Milk Marketing Federation Ltd (GCMMF). Still, I had no idea what the package contains even though it is wrapped with lots of duct tape and marked handle with care. 

Carefully I began to tear the tape and opened the box. There was CD, bunch of books and a red box. I pulled everything and saw a blue card which states that these goodies are for my participation in the contest which Amul conducted. I was so happy to know I received something for my participation. Even though the contest might be not essential part of life it did elated my happiness and appreciated the active participation. I suppose this is something the world lacks. People always hesitate or avoid appreciating each other. When everyone encourages each other the world becomes a better place to live. Goodies, objects, decorated items and many other materialistic things alone aren’t great gifts. Giving a piece of advice is a gift, making others happy is a gift, showing compassion is a gift, having a meaningful conversation is a gift the list goes on. When there are so many gifts in you, Please don’t hide them just share it. 

Hope everyone share and receive lot more gifts in your life!

Pictures!!

This was the selfie i sent for the contest. (I know, i look hideous)

The stuff inside the Mystery package from Amul

Contents of the package:

The blue card that congratulated me.

The Amar Chitra Katha book about Verghese Kurein. The start of Amul and the efforts associated with it was well described and illustrated in awesome way! A good comic book that can inspire many children in India.

I neither like nor hate old films. But i expected this movie would be good as the cover looked like about empowering women. as the movie was taken during 1976 the concept was too boring to watch even in fast-forward.

This book was amusing. It consisted of how the Girl in Amul's ads aided as a marketing tool. 

Yet to read this book. Its an autobiography about Verghese Kurien.

Last but not the least, the chocolates. I never knew Amul had this many range of chocolates. My personal favourite is dark chocolate.  

Rains of Chennai lead to my boredom

          College was something that I dreaded as a routine in my life. When finally the holidays are announced after my exams; I was definitely at cloud nine. But eventually, I got bored of holidays too. The same old Facebook, YouTube, and whole lots of websites became my cheerleaders during my holidays. Finally, I was counting days to enter the first day of my Final semester at college on November 16, 2015. And the skies in Chennai had other plans.

In Chennai, I believe most of the youth/students are diverse yet united by Rains. Because getting heavy rains in Chennai is like a spectacle for every Chennailite. And when it happens especially every school/college student like me turns the T.V. on and looks at the flashing News section of all the Tamil News channels. We all usually wish the college and schools announces holiday due to heavy rains. Whenever they announce holiday due to heavy rains that day has the beautiful sunshine. But this time it was different, the rains were constant and flooded the Chennai. Even though holidays are fun when there are rains it is hard to go out or take a vacation especially for a person who thinks too much while stepping out of the house.

So for past few days my life schedule is dependent on the Tamil news channels, Internet and weather. Now, I am dreading this kind of routine. By God’s grace me, my family and my friends are safe. But there is this feeling of getting annoyed by constant heavy rains, no college, no actual social interactions, no activity, etc. So here I am finally giving a try at blogging about my life experiences.

P.s. All the opinions above are mine and it can be pointless, nonsense, etc. But if you like it thanks for reading it. 

This area was near my house.. hope rains becomes less constant for a while. Picture courtesy: My dad