The Holiday Experience


This is one movie challenged to me to finish watching it… First went to my friends house in Yercaud and couldn’t watch the movie completely…

Then I got a CD in Madurai and again I couldn’t finish watching it because of my busy schedule…

Pon my next visit to Madurai I wanted to complete watching the movie and this time there was some problem in the CD…

Finally I accidentally played a movie without realising the CD was inside and not sure about the miracale but CD gofree paired by itself and I watched the movie hassle free… Finally a sense of great relief of completing something which waswalkways challenging me to QUIT…

COMING BACK!! I was impressed with the subject of the movie and not sure how I missed watching this movie on its release…

The movie revolves around breakups and how the leading ladies copes with that failure… Initial explanation on typesold love and the quotes were exceptional…

This movie would have helped me get some solace if I watched during my troubled days…. But even otherwise I ended up doing same things and it helped…

Over all THE HOLIDAY is a biography, motivation and challenge accomplished…

Real life adolescent love story


One of my friend has shared his Adolescent love story which was touching… Though we all would have had such experience in our life it is nice to look back and see how crazy we were… I’m not specifying my friends name as I’ve not taken his permission to post it in my blog… Folks this is how the story goes;

As the case of many adolescents, it too happened to me, when I was 19 years. If you guess it to love, you are wrong. It was mere infatuation, though it took many years for me to realise. I was attending Tuition Classes for Accountancy for B.Com I year. The centre was a nursery school and tuition for many classes conducted in one large room. We were 8-9 guys and 4 of them were students of Thyagaraya College, Washermanpet. One fine day, there was an enrolment of a 8th standard girl. She hailed Marwari community and looked an angel on earth.

A flower that she had for her name; a flower that she had for her face. Her electrifying beauty grabbed my attention (and all others too). I felt like floating on the air and it appeared something like Love at First Sight. From that day, followed a sea change among us in terms of attitude, attire, style etc and we guys tried permutations and combinations just to impress her. I was so confused whether girls love to have humourous guys or rigid Macho guys as boyfriend and eventually decided on a combo. I concentrated on my biceps and triceps at home and at class was raising silly doubts or making fun that the whole class including my Angel would laugh.

Every alternative day, the time I enter the class, I search the other corner for my angel only to notice a bloom on her face. Shortly, my friend’s sister who was also studying 8th std joined there. As few weeks passed, I noticed both of them gossip and sparing naughty smiles at me. I felt like a hero and started thinking of ways of conveying my love(!) to my sweet Angel. One fine rainy day, at the close of tuition classes, my Angel was waiting at the school entrance for she had no umbrella. “Take this,” I offered her my Umbrella, to which, “Illa vaendaam”, came as her response.

“thaevaiya unakku?” commented a friend and a roar of laughter followed from the guys standing behind. I felt ashamed and left immediately. Later I noticed MK’s attitude (our master) towards me was turning better to worse, probably someone spied that incident or he smelled my inclination towards my Angel. He transformed into a villain, and started sending those two, 15-20 minutes before he finished classes for us. And one fine Sunday, when I went to take test in the afternoon, hoping to meet my Angel there (We were asked to come at 10 am, but I understood none had come) MK started firing his guns for not being disciplined and adhering to the timings. Unable to bear the insult, in the very presence of my Angel, I became furious and eventually threw my accountancy note book towards MK, warning him not to exceed his limits and waved “good bye.”

Later I felt for my overreaction that distanced me from my Angel. In the meanwhile, I located her school and spent waiting at the bus stop at the school closing hours. After a momentary stare and a sign of recognition for a second or more, she would keep busy chatting with her friends throughout the bus travel. The pain of Love(!) was unbearing, but I had no enough guts to convey 143 to her.

One fine day (!) I bought a Bangalore rose and gave it to my friend’s sister, requesting her if she can deliver it to my Angel and convey my love for her. As she hesitated, I did notice extreme grief on her face. But I was just too pushy and left. Few days later, when I asked her, about the outcome, she held my hands softly and told me, “accept someone who loves you, rather than going for a girl whom you will never get.” I was shocked. After a pause, she continued that my Angel’s marriage was already decided by her family and that she will marry her close relative upon completion of +2.

My head reeled for a while, for I never thought that my friend’s sister could fall in love with me. I told her calmly that I was just like her another brother and asked her to maintain that. Shortly, I had to take up an employment following my father’s resignation under VRS and life become mechanical and a boring routine. I felt the craze for my Angel vanish in a slow pace, of course, not without reminisces, once a while. For 22 years now, I did not meet her. I am positive that some day I would meet her somewhere. But not sure, if I would have the guts to ask, if she recognizes me and share my feelings that I had for her once.

Saw my Childhood Crush


It was a very drowsy day as I worked form home… By evening I got fed up and wanted to move out & as always I can’t think anything other than a movie… Booked tickets for Rio-3D at PVR Cinemas… But was late for the movie by 10 min and I was a bid frustrated as I felt the day had not meaning… But the God has kept something for me to get excited…

When I came out for Interval break I saw my girl (now women) with whom i had great crush… I was in my class 7 and she was in her class 6… She was a tiny little angel for me who lived in my neighborhood… Everyday I goto a our association play ground to play cricket & she comes there to play with her friends…

I’ve always tried to make come connect with her and felt like talking to her… But I lacked the guts to go talk to a girl and am the same till date… Then one Christmas I heard someone asking my mom “Where is Anand Anna?” and when I walked out it was this girl… She came to me & gave me cakes and she left… I was a bit upset but was too young to feel low for a girl… But what saddens me is I’ve not conveyed to her that I had a crush on her and that was not the relationship I was expecting from her…

Then they left our neighborhood and I lost touch with her… Then after 16 long years I saw her in the theatre & she came with her husband and her kid… I noticed her a while back but I was not sure if I’ve to talk to her… But she recognized me & asked if I’m Anand… Only consoling thing was she called me by my name and not ANNA… It was a brief formal conversation enquiring about my parents & sister and vice-versa…

She didn’t introduce her hubby or kid who were watching everything… Also she said Kid was excited to see the movie and she left without passing her contacts… Nor I was interested to ask for her FB or Mobile contact…

I had crush on many of my classmates, neighbor girls, travel mates and I’ve never conveyed my feelings to them… Till date I’ve been a coward… Not sure if girls will take it with pride if I open-up :)… Hope I can meet all my lady crush often…

When did I CRY??


I cried when;

  • I was born…
  • My mom left me alone…
  • I was forced to goto School…
  • I was caned…
  • India lost in Cricket…
  • I quarreled with friends…
  • I Lost my Love :(…

From all the above occasion I was pained & more hurt for the last one… And till date the last CRY was for the last reason :)…

Love Story passed by some Loved one!!!


Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love.

One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left.

Except for Love. Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment. When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.

Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said,”Richness, can you take me with you?” Richness answered, “No, I can’t. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you.”

Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. “Vanity, please help me!””I can’t help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat,” Vanity answered.

Sadness was close by so Love asked, “Sadness, let me go with you.””Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!”

Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her.

Suddenly, there was a voice, “Come, Love, I will take you.” It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going.

When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realising how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, “Who Helped me?””It was Time,” Knowledge answered.

“Time?” asked Love.
“But why did Time help me?” Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, “Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is.”

I love this short film!!! Wonderful performance by these amateurs


I love this Tamil Short Film “Kathalil Suthappuvathu Eppady” (How to Screw your love)…

How to cope up with failed love?


Now many people can cope up with failed / strained relationship. When i came to know about suicide of model Viveka Babajee I thought I must openup. I can understand how it pains with my personal experience. How I felt at that time was;

  • Was unable to accept the reality that the relationship is over. Kept thinking that some miracle would happen & the person would revert back.
  • Was always living on the virtual world with the golden memories spent with the person.
  • Wanted to be alone. Not even with close friends.
  • Felt there was no meaning in living.
  • All the better memories and better things on hand became valueless.
  • Thought of ending life also prevailed on the corner of the mind.
  • Brain stopped working.
  • Didn’t feel like going to office, work, sleep, eat etc.

To keep it short I became like a living dead body. All i ask such people is to hold the nerve. There is definitely good in every bad. But we have to live to see all the exciting new things.

After overcoming months of pain. I came across lot of good humans whom i’d have missed if I stayed with the person. I’m happy today that I got a lot of deserving things for the loss I had and sure to get more too.

These are the things I did to overcome the tough phase;

  • I travelled to places where I’ve never been with my ex;
  • Moved to a place which was totally NEW. The place didn’t give me any memories of the past.
  • Created an hobby in Blogging to express my thought. This was one medium which was really helpful.
  • Developed another hobby in photography & vagabond travel.
  • Joined a GYM.

Overall I kept myself engaged fully that I didn’t have time to think about her and over time we get beautiful things what were worth than the loss.

Last thing is we must not forget that the person who had left us has a lot to loose than us. Experience of over coming tough patch of life is a wonderful feel. We must be gifted to get to feel the fain in it. And i’m happy for what has happened to me.

For people who had broken relationships move ahead! experience! and document your experience for others.

A cute love story


A 9 year old boy got a 6 year beautiful girlz photo on the street side & he loved that girl so much but he was not able to meet that girl again!

Couple of years later his wife saw the photo & asked “Where did you get this photo”

He asked, “Why?” she said,”I Lost d Photo wen i was 6 years”

Moral: True Love never Fails…

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Yet another speech from Chetan Bhagat


I’m really carried away by this Chetan Bhagat speech and also it makes sense.

Don’t just have career or academic goals. set goals to give you a balanced, successful life. i use the word balanced before successful. balanced means ensuring your health, relationship, mental peace are all in good order. there is no point of getting a promotion on the day of your breakup. there is no fun in driving a car if your back hurts. shopping is not enjoyable if your mind is full of tension.

Life is one of those races in nursery school where you have to run with a marble in a spoon kept in your mouth. if the marble falls, there is no point coming first. same is with life where health and relationships are the marble. your striving is only worth if it there is harmony in your life. else, you may achieve the success, but this spark, this feeling of being exciting and alive, will start to die.

One thing about nurturing the spark – don’t take life seriously. life is not meant to be taken seriously, as we are really temporary here. we are like a pre-paid card with limited validity. if we are lucky, we may last another 50 years. and 50 years just 2500 weekends. do we really need to get so worked up?

It’s ok, bunk a few classes, scoring low in couple of papers, goof up a few interviews, take leave from work, Enjoy with your friends, fall in love, little fights with your loved ones. We are people, not programmed decided.

Don’t be serious, be sincere.

Never wait to express your LOVE – It might become too late


After 21 years of marriage, my wife wanted me to take another woman out to dinner and a movie. She said I love you but I know this other woman loves you and would love to spend some time with you.

The other woman that my wife wanted me to visit was my MOTHER, who has been a widow for 19 years, but the demands of my work and my three children had made it possible to visit her only occasionally.

That night I called to invite her to go out for dinner and a movie.

‘What’s wrong, are you well,’ she asked? My mother is the type of woman who suspects that a late night call or a surprise invitation is a sign of bad news.

‘I thought that it would be pleasant to be with you,’ I responded. ‘Just two of us.’

She thought about it for a moment, and then said, ‘I would like that very much.’

That Friday after work, as I drove over to pick her up I was a bit nervous.

When I arrived at her house, I noticed that she, too, seemed to be nervous about our date. She waited in the door with her coat on. She had curled her hair and was wearing the dress that she had worn to celebrate her last wedding anniversary.

She smiled from a face that was as radiant as an angel’s.

‘I told my friends that I was going to go out with my son, and they were impressed, ‘she said, as she got into the car. ‘They can’t wait to hear about our meeting’. We went to a restaurant that, although not elegant, was very nice and cozy. My mother took my arm as if she were the First Lady.

After we sat down, I had to read the menu. Large print. Half way through the entries, I lifted my eyes and saw Mom sitting there star ing at me. A nostalgic smile was on her lips.

‘It was I who used to have to read the menu when you were small,’ she said. ‘Then it’s time that you relax and let me return the favor,’ I responded.

During the dinner, we had an agreeable conversation – nothing extraordinary, but catching up on recent events of each other’s life.

We talked so much that we missed the movie.

As we arrived at her house later, she said, ‘I’ll go out with you again, but only if you let me invite you.’ I agreed.

‘How was your dinner date?’ asked my wife when I got home. ‘Very nice.

Much more so than I could have imagined,’ I answered.

A few days later, my mother died of a massive heart attack. It happened so suddenly that I didn’t have time to do anything for h er.

Some time later, I received an envelope with a copy of a restaurant receipt from the same place mother and I had dined.

An attached note said: ‘I paid this bill in advance. I wasn’t sure that I could be there; but nevertheless, I paid for two plates – one for you & the other for your wife. You will never know what that night meant for me.

I love you, son.

At that moment, I understood the importance of saying in time: ‘I LOVE YOU!’ and to give our loved ones the time that they deserve. Nothing in life is more important than God and your family. Give them the time they deserve, because these things cannot be put off till ‘some other time.’

Pass this along to everyone with an aging parent, to a friend, to an adult.