Tickling memories of childhood

Childhood days and childhood memories are really wonderful when I sit and think now sometimes I laugh all alone like anything and at that time if i get a company to talk, things just come like anything. It makes the topic more and more interesting and time just pass without knowledge....no worries no tensions in life competition free mind laugh whenever feel like. play with every one doesn't really matter boy or girl, no need to maintain distance for anything, no fear to fall ashamed... wow Wat more to say in short every possible wish use to comes true. pamper for dolls toys teddy bear hiding brother's toys to make to see him get annoy.

Shaktimaan which use to be 1 of my favorite TV serial. every Sunday will be eagerly waiting to watch that serial like mad. so many times even i bunk my drawing class for this.. not only this even tom n Jerry mickey mouse, Donald duck, scooby doo, Flintstones and so many. fight with friend for small small things such as eraser sharpener pencil colors etc. no fashion wear whatever mom asked to. combing hair use to be
a great headache for me.

playing ringa ringa roses London bridges falling down cricket with colony boys hide seek... wow feel like playing again now after so many days. Teasing friends with their pet names snatching each others tiffin before break itself we will finish eating our own tiffin and then wait for the break to eat others tiffin. collecting tattoos cards free gifts that we get from chips bournvita .. so much happy we use to be by doing all those things. even now when we remember those days some kind of tickling happens in stomach and laugh come just like that.

no heart breaking, no sacrifice , no promises, no compromises, no responsibility. full of fun and pranks every time.

wen i was small i use to laugh very less but lots of joy and happiness will be running behind my mind
but now wen i grown young i learn how to laugh and i laugh a lot but always some kind of worries and emptiness runs behind my mind.

My experience in Chennai

'Chennai'the place beaches smell of jasmine every where the sour taste of dosa with curry leaf and omg the taste of coconut in every dishes and wow last but not the least complextion of people.....certain things which use to irritate me so much when i first step in Chennai..

now its been more than 2.5years m surviving here..oh k the word surviving is not the correct word to be use actually m living here in Chennai. As being part of student of Madras christian college(mcc) i have seen various type of people, mcc students are known for their open and friendly heart. n yea no dress code.. dats really make students like me to come to college.. alright dis all part of fun apart from dat m studying  something dat i really wanted to, something which has been always my passion. lets the secret out .. k m doing my B.A. journalism. full of truth and world of realistic.. messenger for the world ,full of creativity and lots of sacrifes in life. And well i got a chance to work on my passion through the help of my internship NDTV Hindu, learned how to do reporting putting up own questions with less knowledge about the issue, learn how to work on my own story ideas and dream comes true when we see our own story being aired . that's really a awesome feeling one can feel who have the passion on dis, not only reporting NDTV gave me chance to learn AVID (news cutter) .. wow the whole month of my internship was full of learning new things and full of new experience in my life.

I would like to say life over here in Chennai was full of new experience for me every day, learning a brand new language over here is still a big challenge for me.. kunchum kunchum tamil terriam i can say... now even learned to talk to shopkeepers, auto drivers, bus conductors ... common wat all i need to survive in Chennai... dats enough, talk in broken tamil and make them understand wat u r actually talking. now even taste of coconut sourness of idli and dosa tingles the taste buds. people might look dark from outside but more inside we go through more lighter i can see... actually trully saying awesome heart they are having inside.. which proves colour complextion doesnt reflect the originality of any person.