This is why I love me:)

Yes, am in love with myself for this:):)

I luv photography:) N these pics r very special for me:):)

Emotions of a driver!

6.15 am, She wakes up..

7.30 am, she takes her scooty from the shed..

7.32 am, she starts for her college...

It will take 20 min to reach to her college...

And she drives slowly and always keeps this in mind "Keep to your left"

Near Mylapore signal, tension arises for this poor girl...

Rickshaw men drives slowly in the middle of the road,

Cyclists tries to over take her and other four wheeler drivers,

Auto men tries not to put the INDICATOR when they move left or right,

She thinks, what is the purpose of the 'indicator'?

Four wheeler drivers never puts down their ego, and never follows two wheelers even during times of traffic congestion,

Four wheeler drivers always wants to over take them,

Apparently she guesses, its because its below their dignity to follow a two wheeler!!

Nearing Cathedral road, she finds these POKIRI guys, who goes zig - zag zoo in the roads,

trying to show their driving or zig zooing skills!

She thinks its because of a series of women's college in the same lane!

Nearing Gemini flyover, she finds college girls, flying their dupattas and driving impatiently to avoid signal,

She also finds the same with office goers especially four wheeler drivers who never wants to wait during signals,

She thinks, how can they expect to keep the cars moving in a cosmopolitan city like MADRAS?

She gets reminded of Bangalore traffic, where its much worse!

She thanks GOD at that moment!

She lost her patience completely with the non-supportive members of the road!

She feels like, "should have I gone in bus today, instead of taking my bike?"

She answers to herself, "No no am not gonna get harassed today!!" [LOL]

She looks at the people reading this blog, and thinking whether they guessed who 'she' was?

And yes, your right, its ME! :D

*signing off,
Shara*

INJUSTICE BEFORE MY EYES

The poem below, is one of my favorites until now. There may be errors but the time when I wrote this didn't have experience. I haven't modified until now and kept the charm of the poem how I wrote.

I remember writing this poem in my 8th grade, in my Biology lab class (*times in rosary*), where I was waiting for my turn to see something through the microscope!

The topic, would make you people realize that am sounding like this activist or something.. lol.. But its not, the poem is purely imaginary and its not written to hurt anyone's feelings.

And one more happy thing about this poem is that I have posted this in a journalism website and if you google my name or topic you can read the poem there also:):)

Have a look...

Injustice before my eyes

Oh, what a pity!
For that man,
He's dying out of suffering
"Pain, Pain",he cried
He is whipped for a
wrong judgment!
He was dragged to the king,
His family was left alone,
People were standing around
his wife and children,
Nobody gave them a helping hand!
She went away weeping,
crying, she left her soul behind...
I was badly ashamed!
"It was a sin", I said to myself!
This thought made me think,
How bad I was,
For I was a judge who got a bribe!
As I think back why,
Why did I do such a sin?
For I didn't have anything to win!!

*S.H.A.R.A.N.Y.A*