Charles Review

One of the heart breaking fictions from Lesley. As usual her graphical diction is very superb. Ofcourse , I have seen so many similarities in her book like putting her character in different kinds of ordeals. In this I liked every single character from Charlie to Miss Dexters. Andrew blake to Ivor. In every one of them write showed their circumstances. Charlie never faced so many trouble as other characters did in this book. Rita one of the ex-tripper’s plight in unimaginable.  All the girls expect security and identification. To have that these people innocently slipped into clutches of this world.
One of the other things I saw in this book is A man could do anything to save his own skin. Bestexample is Dexter’s brothers. Little dexter’s raped by her drunkard father, yet she did not runaway. She looked after her twin brothers, begged for them, prostituted herself for them just out of her loyalty for them. But when these brothers knew they are going to be arrested. They escaped. Thats what the men do.
 As for slyvia wish, she is innoncent wife faithful to his husaband,who happened to be mumsy when she thought her hubby run out on her.  Yet she cared chalie. She commits suicide just to give freedom for her daughter.  I liked it somuch and I just wanna read her books as early as possible atleast to know the writing style of her….

STOLEN REVIEW

The book I last read is stolen. It is one of the good books of Lesley pearse though I have not satisfied fully with her diction as other book s of her. She explained much about the Lotte’s predicament in the hands of Fern& Howard. Some of the points I learned from this book. Any one capable of any crime if we pushed hard enough and anything can be done to save one’s own skin. Furthermore, we also can observe what kind of expectation a girl when she couldn’t get love from parents. Whatever David Michel’s intervention to rescue her is not forgettable. Loved it thouroughly. I need to about Adam& Simon gay couple who cared more than anyone among lotte’s friends& showed her the perfect way of life. Scott& dale are friends of lotte in cruise ship who always went jogging for coast path but became best friend. And another thing we can learn from it is Not expecting much, more expectation only lead to grief. And coming to write about the Marissa who writer claimed as vicious but she is far more dedicated one. If she had not blunt with sub ordinates, they will dance on heads and doesn’t work.

-Rajashekar Pathipaka

Prosperous year Came? Will i receive happiness?

Today my birthday as per my school records. Last year did not give me any happiness either in the works or in the studies. I can’t predict what kind of perils I have to face this year. I do hope Krishna will give me the better chances to prove myself. But my  friends got better. Of course, I should not envy them. But this is what happening.  I love to read ayn rand quote: NO ONE HELPS YOU NOR IT IS ANYBODY DUTY HELP YOU AT ANYTIME. Yes. I agree with 100%. I need to prove myself.  I can prove only when I can have the chance only right? To find the choice is thing I need to work.. Oh god. Please shower your mercy unto me.

My review for SIRIVENNELA MOVIE

Well, I am writing a review for sirivennela movie. I don’t think I am qualified enough to write a review for this movie as it was directed by great old director, kalathapasvi award winner Vishwanath garu. It’s a movie about the arts. A common village guy who sings songs for his make living, suddenly learns about nature and compose them through unexpected friend jyothirmai who happen to stay in village to see as a part of her tour. She shows what prakriti by her gestures is. He started to worship her in her hearts of hearts. He dedicates every record to her. It’s evidence that anyone can be changed by woman.

                Subhashini, a painter, sculptor and writing loves him though she knew he is blind. Not because she is dumb. She finds infinite imagination of that artist and falls for him. She wanted to marry him, tries to approach him through her brother. Sadly, this flutist stills waits for jyothirmai.

As disappointed and sacrificed Suhasini want his happiness, she conveys his love for jyothirmai when she turns up in India. Sadly, already indulging jyothirmai with foreign culture could not understand stand for his consecrated love. To confirm she asks him some questions which I liked very most?

Hari, you are dedicating every record to me only, why?

To tell you I am offering my heart to you.

Is that by devotion, or by honor, or by love or by lust?

Not above all, but my affection towards you.

Only marriage is the final end of this affection? Uniting these two bodies only?

No. Uniting these two hearts.

Are not they united now? Will they unite only by marriage?

Marriage is not necessary.

Incase if did not get married to you, will you take back your heart?

NO.

Will you be dissatisfied and violate your heart and humiliate yourself?

No.

Will you doom yourself because you lost the game of marriage?

No. I will not do like that.

That’s it. After confirming he doesn’t die, she decides to leave for her life.

Here I did not like. She leaves her individuality. She would have had left. Why to die? Doesn’t she find another boy?  Can’t she tell him that she could not marry him because she was engaged with somebody? Sacrifice gave nothing. All the world is preaching is this. Just sacrifice. After all, it’s a cinema.

We should think cinematically right?.

But music director KV Mahadevan gave heart fulfilling music.

As for singers, Balasubramanyam garu,Janaki garu and Sailaja gave their best.

Over all, I liked. I would give 4 stars rating if anybody asked me rate:).

Can my boredom life become entertaning??

Well, I had worked less but exhausted, why because I worked physically.  I have started my room cleaning since yesterday night, not yet cleaned. There is mountain of work there to do but I would do like a tortoise. They say slowly and steady wins the race, if I go on working like this my work will not complete for days.  I can’t say I doing my perfect. NO. I want to escape from the chores but had no choice. If I do such, I would have to take health hazard food. But at least it keeps me busy. May be this urge helping me to engage in a good activities. Don’t know. I am really being tired of the opinionated people around me with no thought of their happiness. All they try to find happiness in FB and what’s app. Will they really find it?

I want to be with enlightening people with my perception of reality, I can’t find them. Not in wanaparthy. Sometimes I do want to go family to be with, but then I don’t like their association for long time. Is it because my tastes are varying to so many people and again I tell myself everybody has their own tastes and preferences. Why do I behave like this?  Sometimes I think I am very rare and such a prodigy and other times I think I am the lowliest of low. This is what about the human character with dual side may be. One good side and one bad side. I want my  Bad side to transform to good side. I will try and try and one day I will become ONE with the exceptional qualities. I can’t Say exactly that I may.. At least for my satisfaction I am writing in my blog.

My Perennial love story: Glimpses

Hare Krishna,

Well, before I begin my love story, let me introduce my family. I am a son of my dad with two loving sisters. I never thought a moment my life would turnaround like this when I joined in Diploma, in one of the oldest reputative college KDR, (Krishna Devaraya) in wanaparthy.                         I am still in dilemma whether I should be happy which gave me lifetime confidante friends or regret I did not use it for my personal growth. To be frank, I was born with a proverbial silver spoon in my mouth. Dad and Mom gave me whatever I wished. Sisters cared me as if I am a nursery school boy and only one intelligent chota brother gives all his support in every activity I do. That’s it.

            College day of first year went very fast. I happened to meet a plump boy on my first day called Vinod, I call him “Vinnu” afterwards who had become my best friend, my guide who sees girls as just useful objects. Of course, I don’t have right to blame his perception. Because, he sees the world rationally, as always we knew rational people can’t respond easily for human emotions.

            We share everything from the bath soap to Cigarette puff. Discuss anything from class girls to Porn stars. Eavesdropping the girl’s communication and later ranting about their behavior as if we are puritans. We barely go to classes in first semester; we attended forty five days out of one hundred and forty. Again, there were reasons for our absence. a) We were afraid of new technical terms that make our mind in turmoil.

b) The boring classes, we normally get into sleep by their cacophony lectures.

C) We suffered from Nostalgia, that’s why may be we frequently visit our homes.

Whenever we went we both must go together, our staff often forgets us who we are and call us with the different names. When Vinnu appears in the class they call him chandu, when I was they call me Vinod. Sorry, I have never told you my name right?? My name is Chandrasekhar. I have shortened it to “Chandu”.  

.           However, we had to deal with so many new subjects which may make us good diploma students if we study them as our lecturers instructed. Our College provides five branches

1.                   AEI- Applied electrical instrumentation

2.                   CCP-

3.                   EEE- Electrical & electronics of engineering.

4.                   Mechanical engineering and also

5.                   Diploma in pharmacy.

I don’t want to get into the details of all branches; I will tell you the subjects I am acquainted with my chosen branch EEE. Mathematics, English, Physics, chemistry, basic electrical engineering and drawing including four labs for each subject having its own practical, wiring lab is additional.

            Passing out all these subjects is a great deal for an ordinary, carelessness, uninterested boy like me. So many times I thought why the hell I have taken this course not joining in intermediate taking an easy group like C.E.C to get on easily even though there was no hope of good career with it. To my despair, I have my friend who got 9.7 G.P.A. (great point averages) in SSC and good rank in CEEP, studied in residential school with full of restrictions not seemed interested in his studies, Freedom problem, I guess.

And my faculty,

            Anusha madam, the physics lecture is a great pleasure to us. All class falls into pin drop silence when she entered in just to listen to her. Not for the lecture she wanted to teach but for the sweet words flowing out of her mouth. Her mild nature keeps us attentive. The serenity in her behavior, the way she handles things with us students impeccable.

            She makes all of us hyper active. She could turn any herculean task in her subject into something trivial as easy as Newton’s second law. ^{Force=mass*auxiliaration} she use to clarify our doubts patiently but nine tenths of students who goes to her just to chat with her in the name of correction of doubts.

            To simply say, the time is inconspicuous by its absence in her class.

Purandhar Reddy, our drawing lecturer, a dedicated one to his profession. I heard him say once “I won’t feel happy on my salary day if I didn’t give my best to students.”Besides, when our principal asks him to teach her only daughter who is a class mate of mine, he would teach her. She is actually poor at her other subjects but pretty well in drawing. Anyone who is not interested in drawing could also be a good drafter by his teaching.   

Neelanna, Our lecturer of Basic Electrical of engineering, who is actually working on a contract, I should say he is not good at subject, but his attitude with us makes us surrender to him. I have never met a person who doesn’t like him yet.       

            And other two, Dasarath & Chakravarthi, our chemistry and mathematics lecturers respectively. Umm, I don’t like them as I don’t like the subjects.

It is our boring chemistry class; we were staring at the board unseeingly without any interest to listen to what the lecturer is teaching, I joined in last bench, the place of fun, where Sameer, shekar and Vinnu engaging in their most important work for the day. Face book.

                                                                We all have smart phones with plentiful apps in it. We were grouping chat on face book friends who sat next to me in same bench. All our conversation is only clap trap always but this time just different.

Sameer: I don’t want to listen to the class ra.

Vinnu: Hmm…Even I am not interested in class any more.

Shekar: Abba...Do you think am I interested in it?

Me: You are all greater than me in any aspects. How do you think I am listening to sir class?

Sameer:  “Sir”?? I don’t even want call him “Sir”. I feel like lizard crawling on my body when I listen to the chemistry formulas. I don’t think I would pass this year by his dirty lecture and dirty teaching... Oh god, please save me from this disgusting creature!

Vinnu: Rey, What you feel is I feel all the time Sameer. But, behave ok??

I had to send my reply.

Me: hey Vinnu, What Sameer said is right. I do not like anything in here except you guys?

Shekar: Love you mama, for loving us. But I love the girls in our class. Especially, Second bench, third right, Renuka.

(She is one of many shekar girls trying to flirt)

Sameer: Rey, have you ever tried one girl sincerely??

Shekar: well, I have no sincerity. I am unlike you hanging on to only a sloppy Nepal chick.

Sameer: I marry her. You don’t intervene her topic in our conversation okay?

Shekar: Then, Don’t judge me okay? If you can, follow my way?

Vinnu& I never texted anything in their argument, because we never have any interaction with girls even in our school life. In girl matters, they were far better than both of us.

Sameer: Say something, Vinnu? Why are you not even asking him to stop speaking like that?

Vinnu: What I supposed to say Sameer? He is right in one context, he don’t say he sticks to only one girl. He just goes with the wind enjoying every moment with new expectations, optimism for fun thing. At least, he doesn’t have to worry how to impress only girl, like you do with your lover. Just tell me, do you guarantee your so called heart touching love will win? I am not expert in girl matters and love. But I do say by your behavior in recent days. You never cried out when she didn’t send any message, all the time you do is cry for her message or of her caring word in.

That is Vinnu. He always has a reason. That’s why I stuck to this intelligent idiot.

Sameer: No reply.

Shekar: Sorry Sameer.

Vinnu:  Sorry, Don’t take me wrong Sameer. I just want you to be happy the way you used to.

I hate it when Vinnu say his apolizes to somebody, in my view, he is always perfect.

Me: I am logging out ra. My phone is running out on battery power. Already in red point.

With that, I switched off my phone intentionally, not involving in their sentimental, hurtful, philosophical conversations.

Luckily, the bell rang and all the class fall into mayhem. We have taken this choice to escape from the next dreary class MATHEMATICS.

I asked Sameer to get out the class to have a snooze at Sunil Room, instrumentation branch friend. I have recently known he is from my own village, Odela. As always, he agreed. Our next step is to sneak out as early as we could without even knowing to our demonic seniors. I’ll tell you why I call them demons later. If god doesn’t look at us any day with compassion, we are booked. Four of us escaped from the class in minutes.                         

We know where Sunil keep his room key. As soon as we got in Sameer wanted to have beer along with two cigars pockets. I brought him what he wished with last money I had in my pocket. I know I should not encourage him for his self destructive hobbies, but what to do? I didn’t have guts to go against him. Besides, they are only my world. My ideal Vinnu is not my ideal in drinking. He would keep calm even when he drank more than half bottle of Royal stag, the brand they loved most. As you know I never say anything to him. My only duty is to running errands for them when they required any kind of stuff.

Later in the evening Sunil, Dasu and Ganesh, tenants of the room came and joined in us. They were the Sameer kind of people. Dasu proposed movie plan and I am always ready for that. All of them, gave their contribution and It was more enough to enjoy with full of snacks in interval. I wonder why money comes from nowhere when it comes to cinema. Even the Ganesh, who hesitates for hours to spend even one rupee could bring his wholesome money for cinema. Everybody dies for entertainment, of course.

The Srinivasa theatre crammed with full of crowd. We were reached to movie neck of the time. Already, cinema started. It was rebel movie. All the fans of prabhas are in ecstasy with whistles and howls. Our batch is rather more than all the theatre fans. I will just tell you an interesting part in the theatre. Just listen, while we watching the movie song “Deepali” a boy probably more than 7 and less than 10 years reached dais of theatre dancing his best. But her mother took backs him to their seat in no time and beat him in front of all the audience for doing such kind of dance. Their row is next side to our row. I could see his shame for her curses, not for what other people think. He felt like lower than worm. It is one of the experiences life told me. When he grows up, he would not dare to dance. Even if he wants to dance he could dance in his closed room. Freedom fades with the time. That is life’s bloody eternal truth.

                                                                As days goes, our bunks to classes also increased. Once in a while we attend to lectures. Lectures stopped asking about bunks. They just treated us the as if the empty benches in the class. That is one of the things I really brood so much about.Lecturues care you only when you are doing hyperactive things in the class. Otherwise they don’t even know you exist. Vinnu, honored greatly in the first days of college, but now he is another ordinary boy in a class to them. All their attention only for intelligent class, who attended every one of the class they gave, did the home work assigned us. Like, Srisailam, Vijayender and Sridhar. In girls, sandhya and sravya they are bore stuff who don’t know anything but academic books, drawing sheets, assignments, unit tests, labs and records, preparation for quiz and seminars.

MY PITY FOR THE PERVERTED ADOLOSCENT STUDENTS:

MY PITY FOR THE PERVERTED ADOLOSCENT STUDENTS:

Friends, I just want to share one of my experiences which have been taken place just a few days ago as I was going to my home town from working location. I happened to meet a boy about 18 to 20 who sat beside me in the bus I was going. I was reading Ranganayakamma IDE NA NYAYAM book. I kept my book in my bag when darkness filled in bus. I have introduced myself to the boy. The conversation went like this:

I: Hey, You are from Wanaparthy? Could I just know your name?

HE: Yeah. Why not? I am from Wanaparthy. This is Vineeth

I: This is Rajashekar. Friends call me shekar.

Vineeth: And?

I: Nothing great to discuss about me. By the way what are you doing?

Vineeth: I am doing intermediate 2^nd year in Gayathri Junior college.

I: Where are you going?

Vineeth:  Kodalu marriage. Daughter of my mother’s brother.

I: Then she would be your sister in law not niece.

Vineeth: I just don’t know much about the names of relationships.

I: Okay, she would be your mardal (cousin). May I know her name?

Vineeth: Sujatha. I call her “Suji”.

I: Have you never been touch with her since childhood?

Vineeth: No. I went for a mutual relative’s marriage where I met her in person.

I: Oh. Had she been your friend then?

Vineeth: Of course, More than that. In fact she proposed me right off.

I: Ha??  Did you accept?

Vineeth: with whole heartedly. When she proposed me my mind was in a hell as I did not know how to response with such a proposal. I kept on thinking & but I gave in to her petty& pretty face with white skin.

I: Oh. How did you like to accept her as your sweet heart?

Vineeth:  In the first, I have felt myself as great one who won her love. Even though I never liked her presence much, I have gradually learned to love her.

I: (A hunch raised in me) did you ever cross your limits? Like Kissing Hugging?

Vineeth: I don’t feel its crossing. She wanted me to. I had to.

I: How did you feel when she asked you to kiss her?

Vineeth: As a common boy who craves for something to experience.

I: How was your experience then?

Vineeth: (Giggled) I liked it so much. I felt I was one of the luckiest fellows on earth. I have even felt I may not live without her.

I: What made you to feel like that?
Vineeth: With her caring words, Deep kisses and something which I can’t even express.

I: And now how could you come to accept that your sweetheart is going to marry somebody who will well enough to look after her? Did not you feel that girl is not going to have your presence& who will give her soul to the one who doesn’t know anything about her? Did not you ask her to wait?

Vineeth: No. Not at all. We had terms& conditions before we engaged.

I: Ohho. Could I just know what are they with your permission?

Vineeth: That we love each other as long as we get the right one& until Suji parents bring a match for her.

I: I see. You just before said that might not live without her? Are you still feeling like that?

Vineeth: No.

I: Never a bit?

Vineeth: Of course, somewhat. But not after shwetha come into my life.

I: Who is that shwetha?

Vineeth: A girl in my class. I love her now.

I: What about Suji then?

Vineeth:  My love for her still remains the same. That’s why I am attending her marriage now.

I: You are equating your love by attending her marriage?

Vineeth: (sat silent for a few minutes, perhaps thinking over this) I don’t know but Suji invited us to attend her marriage.

I: Us?? Shwetha  too?

Vineeth: yes

I: (I was startled by his answer. He is telling that his first lover invited his second lover to attend her marriage. I have composed my self) what shwetha said then? Does shwetha know about you and your affair with your mardal?

Vineeth: She knew everything about both of us.

I: Eventhough she knows about you she chose you as a lover ha?

Vineeth: Yeah.

I: What made you to captive her? You are not even looking with pack body?

Vineeth: (smiled by clenching his teeth) A girl require only attention for them. You never have to do so much. You never have to so much to impress her. You just listen to whatever the crap she says& Just make her believe you are listening to all her miseries.

I: Hmmm..Great, you have captured the pulse of the girls. Will you marry her?

Vineeth: No.

I: You have terms conditions with this girl too?

Vineeth: Yeah

I: What for? Have you ever felt wasting your precious time for these girls?

Vineeth: Yes& No. Yes when I get bad results in the class

No when all my friends adore me for having the girls.
I:  What percentage have u got in inter?

Vineeth: 39% with 3 optional failed.

I: So, you are not blessed with the quite good education, you chose to have the fun after all?

Vineeth: NO. I was my school topper. I have got 1000 rupees prize money to for performing studies well.

I: Great. What happened in inter? Which made you to not perform?

Vineeth: I am not even getting time to stare at my books now.

I: What the hell you do all the day?

Vineeth: Attending classes in the college, chit chat with my friends, you know I have gang too. They blindly follow whatever I say to them. But Lion’s part of time is for my Shwetha.

I: What are you really after?

Vineeth: Their love for me.

I: Love in the sense a few kisses, cuddles, caring words & Physical relationship?

Vineeth: Yes,Exactly.

I: Didn’t you think beyond them?

Vineeth: No.

I: Have you ever felt so much tranquility being alone in your room doing your passionate work?

Vineeth: I don’t have the time to being alone. I hate the idea of solitude life.

I: What do you love most other than these girls& your parents?

VIneeth: I used to love my farming work with my dad in my school life. I loved milking a lot. Each time I went for cow, she would co-operate with me than with the Dad.

I: JJJJJJ you would get more milk than your Dad? Don’t you do that work now?

Vineeth: I am faraway from my village. Staying in a hostel.

I: Oh. Will you happy to do milking again at your home?
Vineeth: I don’t know. Perhaps not so much.

I: Ok.Vineeth. I have agitated your mind by asking these questions. Thanks for your tolerance.

Vineeth: (smiled & drifted off to sleep in our long journey to Hyderabad).

That what I wanted to share my experience with friends. The more I contemplate over this, the more I got answers. Now I come to believe an old cliché that INTER IDIOTS, INTER INTELLIGENTS. The boy Vineeth was the charming one who used all his wits only to attract girls. He sacrificed his all his time only for his girls. Not only this Vineeth there are so many Vineeths wasting their invaluable time only for sense gratification. I have met so many diploma boys who  live nearby my room who have given answers almost same as Vineeth. Yet they are not happy. They restricted to study hard till 10^th by the school teachers for their reputation or by the Parents for their future. In this confinement they conditioned to study much as they did not have options. When they enter into the college they will see the colorful world with no ropes attached to their hands&ankles. They will use their freedom as birds. Girls& boys communication reaches to peak stage. No one object their communication. Parent feels that “My son is studying college, he can think better than us” Lectures doesn’t care about the students as teachers in school. Boys feel that talking to girl is a great virtue. Because once I had felt like that. One of the worst things a man invented cell phone. Of course, I should not blame it as I am working for telecommunications. They spend hours of time for chatting. Yet all their chat was just a Crap. Boys takes helps even from his friends to send a good message to attract that girl.  Even in my graduation and MBA I have friends who always stuck to phone, messages till 2:am in the morning and wakes up with the girls good morning message. By this addiction, they started to loss every good quality they borned with. At last they don’t find any inner satisfaction. This boy Vineeth definitely repent for all his mistakes in one fine day. Even if he wants to show something he can’t but zeros. Going for opposite attraction is like a MIRAGE thinking its WATER.

I hear by stated that friends Make your life valuable, Use every minute of your life only for yourself by which you will get top most happiness..            -Rajashekar Pathipaka 

MY PITY FOR THE PERVERTED ADOLOSCENT STUDENTS:

Friends, I just want to share one of my experiences which have been taken place just a few days ago as I was going to my home town from working location. I happened to meet a boy about 18 to 20 who sat beside me in the bus I was going. I was reading Ranganayakamma IDE NA NYAYAM book. I kept my book in my bag when darkness filled in bus. I have introduced myself to the boy. The conversation went like this:

I: Hey, You are from Wanaparthy? Could I just know your name?

HE: Yeah. Why not? I am from Wanaparthy. This is Vineeth

I: This is Rajashekar. Friends call me shekar.

Vineeth: And?

I: Nothing great to discuss about me. By the way what are you doing?

Vineeth: I am doing intermediate 2^nd year in Gayathri Junior college.

I: Where are you going?

Vineeth:  Kodalu marriage. Daughter of my mother’s brother.

I: Then she would be your sister in law not niece.

Vineeth: I just don’t know much about the names of relationships.

I: Okay, she would be your mardal (cousin). May I know her name?

Vineeth: Sujatha. I call her “Suji”.

I: Have you never been touch with her since childhood?

Vineeth: No. I went for a mutual relative’s marriage where I met her in person.

I: Oh. Had she been your friend then?

Vineeth: Of course, More than that. In fact she proposed me right off.

I: Ha??  Did you accept?

Vineeth: with whole heartedly. When she proposed me my mind was in a hell as I did not know how to response with such a proposal. I kept on thinking & but I gave in to her petty& pretty face with white skin.

I: Oh. How did you like to accept her as your sweet heart?

Vineeth:  In the first, I have felt myself as great one who won her love. Even though I never liked her presence much, I have gradually learned to love her.

I: (A hunch raised in me) did you ever cross your limits? Like Kissing Hugging?

Vineeth: I don’t feel its crossing. She wanted me to. I had to.

I: How did you feel when she asked you to kiss her?

Vineeth: As a common boy who craves for something to experience.

I: How was your experience then?

Vineeth: (Giggled) I liked it so much. I felt I was one of the luckiest fellows on earth. I have even felt I may not live without her.

I: What made you to feel like that?
Vineeth: With her caring words, Deep kisses and something which I can’t even express.

I: And now how could you come to accept that your sweetheart is going to marry somebody who will well enough to look after her? Did not you feel that girl is not going to have your presence& who will give her soul to the one who doesn’t know anything about her? Did not you ask her to wait?

Vineeth: No. Not at all. We had terms& conditions before we engaged.

I: Ohho. Could I just know what are they with your permission?

Vineeth: That we love each other as long as we get the right one& until Suji parents bring a match for her.

I: I see. You just before said that might not live without her? Are you still feeling like that?

Vineeth: No.

I: Never a bit?

Vineeth: Of course, somewhat. But not after shwetha come into my life.

I: Who is that shwetha?

Vineeth: A girl in my class. I love her now.

I: What about Suji then?

Vineeth:  My love for her still remains the same. That’s why I am attending her marriage now.

I: You are equating your love by attending her marriage?

Vineeth: (sat silent for a few minutes, perhaps thinking over this) I don’t know but Suji invited us to attend her marriage.

I: Us?? Shwetha  too?

Vineeth: yes

I: (I was startled by his answer. He is telling that his first lover invited his second lover to attend her marriage. I have composed my self) what shwetha said then? Does shwetha know about you and your affair with your mardal?

Vineeth: She knew everything about both of us.

I: Eventhough she knows about you she chose you as a lover ha?

Vineeth: Yeah.

I: What made you to captive her? You are not even looking with pack body?

Vineeth: (smiled by clenching his teeth) A girl require only attention for them. You never have to do so much. You never have to so much to impress her. You just listen to whatever the crap she says& Just make her believe you are listening to all her miseries.

I: Hmmm..Great, you have captured the pulse of the girls. Will you marry her?

Vineeth: No.

I: You have terms conditions with this girl too?

Vineeth: Yeah

I: What for? Have you ever felt wasting your precious time for these girls?

Vineeth: Yes& No. Yes when I get bad results in the class

No when all my friends adore me for having the girls.
I:  What percentage have u got in inter?

Vineeth: 39% with 3 optional failed.

I: So, you are not blessed with the quite good education, you chose to have the fun after all?

Vineeth: NO. I was my school topper. I have got 1000 rupees prize money to for performing studies well.

I: Great. What happened in inter? Which made you to not perform?

Vineeth: I am not even getting time to stare at my books now.

I: What the hell you do all the day?

Vineeth: Attending classes in the college, chit chat with my friends, you know I have gang too. They blindly follow whatever I say to them. But Lion’s part of time is for my Shwetha.

I: What are you really after?

Vineeth: Their love for me.

I: Love in the sense a few kisses, cuddles, caring words & Physical relationship?

Vineeth: Yes,Exactly.

I: Didn’t you think beyond them?

Vineeth: No.

I: Have you ever felt so much tranquility being alone in your room doing your passionate work?

Vineeth: I don’t have the time to being alone. I hate the idea of solitude life.

I: What do you love most other than these girls& your parents?

VIneeth: I used to love my farming work with my dad in my school life. I loved milking a lot. Each time I went for cow, she would co-operate with me than with the Dad.

I: JJJJJJ you would get more milk than your Dad? Don’t you do that work now?

Vineeth: I am faraway from my village. Staying in a hostel.

I: Oh. Will you happy to do milking again at your home?
Vineeth: I don’t know. Perhaps not so much.

I: Ok.Vineeth. I have agitated your mind by asking these questions. Thanks for your tolerance.

Vineeth: (smiled & drifted off to sleep in our long journey to Hyderabad).

That what I wanted to share my experience with friends. The more I contemplate over this, the more I got answers. Now I come to believe an old cliché that INTER IDIOTS, INTER INTELLIGENTS. The boy Vineeth was the charming one who used all his wits only to attract girls. He sacrificed his all his time only for his girls. Not only this Vineeth there are so many Vineeths wasting their invaluable time only for sense gratification. I have met so many diploma boys who  live nearby my room who have given answers almost same as Vineeth. Yet they are not happy. They restricted to study hard till 10^th by the school teachers for their reputation or by the Parents for their future. In this confinement they conditioned to study much as they did not have options. When they enter into the college they will see the colorful world with no ropes attached to their hands&ankles. They will use their freedom as birds. Girls& boys communication reaches to peak stage. No one object their communication. Parent feels that “My son is studying college, he can think better than us” Lectures doesn’t care about the students as teachers in school. Boys feel that talking to girl is a great virtue. Because once I had felt like that. One of the worst things a man invented cell phone. Of course, I should not blame it as I am working for telecommunications. They spend hours of time for chatting. Yet all their chat was just a Crap. Boys takes helps even from his friends to send a good message to attract that girl.  Even in my graduation and MBA I have friends who always stuck to phone, messages till 2:am in the morning and wakes up with the girls good morning message. By this addiction, they started to loss every good quality they borned with. At last they don’t find any inner satisfaction. This boy Vineeth definitely repent for all his mistakes in one fine day. Even if he wants to show something he can’t but zeros. Going for opposite attraction is like a MIRAGE thinking its WATER.

I hear by stated that friends Make your life valuable, Use every minute of your life only for yourself by which you will get top most happiness..            -Rajashekar Pathipaka

Never look Back Review

It is really a lot digging story of American history. I was engrossed in the old story. A flower girl who became the millionaire with her wits is not I want to point out here. There are so many things I liked in it. Especially sanfranscico’s gold rushing years and situation of waifs. I had found one thing in common in all of Lesley books that actress had to face triumph over adversity. A characteristic I found in her novels she kills her Heroines’ babies in each story. In this story Amelia can’t even manage to live more than 7 years. If you take “Remember me”, her two children die of hunger in sailing. Likewise, Barney dies in Faith. Even I Stolen her baby was thrown into ocean.
Secondly, I found that when a character lost someone so close to their heart, she would create them in utter helplessness like staring into pace, not remembering anything which went surrounded. Ex: Rosie’s mother situation In Secrets. Cissies’s reaction after her husband dies. And now in this maltida when she heard Giles and James death.
And I did not like one thing in this book that she described Indians as brutes. Whatever, I still like her writing so much I would want to complete reading all of her books in coming months. I do want to share it with my good read friends like Denise and laura.

Forgive me review

Forgive me. I am sure Lesley chose this title for this book, because she presented Excellent of her books Remember me and Trust Me. But this book is not appealing as those. She wasted so many pages for how the Phil and brain helped in renovating the studio she inherited from her mother flora. There are sayings I liked so much and felt it is truth to impact on the people we generally see.” Don’t allow yourself to feel jealous or angry about my past and former loves because who I am now, whatever it is you like about me, is the result of experiences I had with other people, and the influences they had on me.”
To say frankly, it is not a great plot as I thought it would. I liked her diction anyway, as I am reader and a fan of Lesley, I could expect something of her own style but she made beyond my expectations. I loved the funny way she created Sophie as little brat who is self centered but the way she ended her character is too unexpected. As for the characters flora, she topped herself when she could not resist more and showed a great hell to the people she loved. Eva,who suffered a great deal just because of her.  Another minor character Ted,phil, ben, patrik, gregor and freya even helped to the author to drag the story some more.

3 mistakes of my life

I am going to write a review for The 3 mistakes of life, Indian favorite writer chetan bagath’s and it would be the first review in English though I wrote many reviews in Telugu. At first, I would like name the Main characters which this novel contained of. The Narrator of the story is govind, Vidya who is lover of him and sister of Ishaan who gives up his entire career only for cricket and OMI the son of the Priest in Nana Park Temple, also best friend of both of them. And a child character which turns story into different twists is ALI. Bittoo mama and Parekhji psychos of religion.
Coming to Govind patel, he is a great businessman who converts every incident to mathematical terms. He loves business and wants to earn crores of money through. For that he approaches his Ishaan and friends to be his partners. They agree with him and start a cricket business. As he thought, everything comes to him. Gradually EARNS MONEY but he couldn’t stop doing some mistakes. Their business loses more than one lakhs in navarangapura when earthquake happened. He considers that is the first mistakes of his life. 2nd Vidya who was student of his tution falls off to his intelligence and loves him so much and offers her virginity to him that is the 2nd mistake of his life.3rd is when he couldn’t do his action at right moment when he tries to protect Ali. But there is so much selfishness inside him which writer tries to hide. If he really cares it is not correct to have lovemaking with best friends marriage he would have thought of it& would have stayed from her. At least after this relationknow by the OMI who suggests him to be faraway from her. That is only the mistake he ever did in life though writer added those 2 mistake which were not in his hands. He even tries to bargain ALI, the national treasure in ish’s view for saving their life.That is I did not like it though I would have done the same If I were in a GOVIND's place. However his character is never forgettable.
Ishaan the heroic character, he is the one who is hardcore fan of cricket who gives up his career, fought with parents just only for cricket. But his determination to make ALI the Indian team player makes every reader thinks about the patriotism I feel. A situation I liked so much in this book when Govind argues with him.
What? we have no time, Ish said.
“ I know. But I also know what will happen if we fight thirty people. We will all die. They will get ali and kill him too,’ Govind.
‘ So what are you trying to say?’, Ish said and stood up.
‘Giving up three lives to possible save one. Can you show me the maths in this?’
Fuck your maths. This is not about business.’
‘ then what is is about? Why should we all die? Only because you love the kid?’
‘NO,’ because his is a national treasure,’ Ish said.
This makes reader think about his country at least 1 percent. And courage he faces with 30 members is immemorable. However, he behave a common ordinary boy when knew govind is the lover of Vidya. I liked it. The only can’t blame is Ishaan.
And another character whose world is only is friends is OMI.Though he has some passion for religion, he understands the reality of what is the religion and not muslims are terrorist. He sacrifices even his life to save muslim boy. I am sure every reader rain the tears.
Bittoo mama a political leader, who is with extreme religious madness becomes villain.
Vidya become a house-arrested girl with her carelessness about future but for desire only for Govind. Ofcourse, that is commonthing with the girls.
Ali the boy loves ishs a lot and also shows his patriotism by telling something” Its oK if I don’t become player, but its not ok if I am not an Indian,’
However Chetan wrote superb Novel. Thank you chetan for writing like this.I love your diction a lot lot..
I am going to write a review for The 3 mistakes of life, Indian favorite writer chetan bagath’s and it would be the first review in English though I wrote many reviews in Telugu. At first, I would like name the Main characters which this novel contained of. The Narrator of the story is govind, Vidya who is lover of him and sister of Ishaan who gives up his entire career only for cricket and OMI the son of the Priest in Nana Park Temple, also best friend of both of them. And a child character which turns story into different twists is ALI. Bittoo mama and Parekhji psychos of religion.
Coming to Govind patel, he is a great businessman who converts every incident to mathematical terms. He loves business and wants to earn crores of money through. For that he approaches his Ishaan and friends to be his partners. They agree with him and start a cricket business. As he thought, everything comes to him. Gradually earns money but he couldn’t stop doing some mistakes. Their business loses more than one lakhs in navarangapura when earthquake happened. He considers that is the first mistakes of his life. 2nd Vidya who was student of his tution falls off to his intelligence and loves him so much and offers her virginity to him that is the 2nd mistake of his life.3rd is when he couldn’t do his action at right moment when he tries to protect Ali. But there is so much selfishness inside him which writer tries to hide. If he really cares it is not correct to have lovemaking with best friends marriage he would have thought of it& would have stayed from her. At least after this relationknow by the OMI who suggests him to be faraway from her. That is only the mistake he ever did in life though writer added those 2 mistake which were not in his hands. He even tries to bargain ALI, the national treasure in ish’s view for saving their life.That is I did not like it though I would have done the same If I were in a GOVIND's place. However his character is never forgettable.
Ishaan the heroic character, he is the one who is hardcore fan of cricket who gives up his career, fought with parents just only for cricket. But his determination to make ALI the Indian team player makes every reader thinks about the patriotism I feel. A situation I liked so much in this book when Govind argues with him.
What? we have no time, Ish said.
“ I know. But I also know what will happen if we fight thirty people. We will all die. They will get ali and kill him too,’ Govind.
‘ So what are you trying to say?’, Ish said and stood up.
‘Giving up three lives to possible save one. Can you show me the maths in this?’
Fuck your maths. This is not about business.’
‘ then what is is about? Why should we all die? Only because you love the kid?’
‘NO,’ because his is a national treasure,’ Ish said.
This makes reader think about his country at least 1 percent. And courage he faces with 30 members is immemorable. However, he behave a common ordinary boy when knew govind is the lover of Vidya. I liked it. The only can’t blame is Ishaan.
And another character whose world is only is friends is OMI.Though he has some passion for religion, he understands the reality of what is the religion and not muslims are terrorist. He sacrifices even his life to save muslim boy. I am sure every reader rain the tears.
Bittoo mama a political leader, who is with extreme religious madness becomes villain.
Vidya become a house-arrested girl with her carelessness about future but for desire only for Govind. Ofcourse, that is commonthing with the girls.
Ali the boy loves ishs a lot and also shows his patriotism by telling something” Its oK if I don’t become player, but its not ok if I am not an Indian,’
However Chetan wrote superb Novel. Thank you chetan for writing like this.I love your diction a lot lot..

MY perception of LOve

MY perception of love: There is nothing called “LOVE” in this world. Its only pure lust… A girl doesn’t agree if you say you lust her. To have or use her persons use the terms like love, Ishq, Khaadal. It’s all foolish crap. Truth of the matter is Just desire... Still if you have any doubt, you can ask the couple who had love marriage. If they say they are in love, that’s only a great lie…as soon as their desire fades their love also fades...I experienced it through some of my acquaintances...I asked the couple individually without knowing one another.
One inevitable thing in the marriage is we have to cope with the spouse just because children. Society will see the person who left her Husband as if they are louse. Women require the security so she dependence upon the husband. We have to abide by the restrictions of society...
Women think if she leaves her husband who would care their children??? 
Can’t she bring them up? Of course she may (No assurance) bring up, but not in the way with her husband. Some wastrels sees their wives as if they are slaves… but she still wants to serve him for her security till the end of her life. Even in the middle class families are facing domestic violence. 
In my view LOVE should be like: Understanding each other always gives the fulfillment of life. I can suggest one thing that we should not expect much from partner. I have one tip to be happy to those who are educate, atleast who have touch in literacy, who want make another one happy is just:
SATISFING EGO of OPPOSITE PERSON...