Life.........

Words ( another poem penned by me )

2010-10-23T08:54:00.000-07:00

People say words are merely words per say,
But are WORDS merely words?

Some words are as flowery as spring,
While others are as hot as the sun,
Some are as sharp as a sword,
And
Not forgetting those that are like the gun.

Some words are as warm as a summer’s day,
While some are as cold as a winter’s night,
Some words are just so mum ,
And
Some are like a drum.

As words come in many forms and shapes,
How can we say-
Words are just words per say?

By Viloshena Ravandran..

Simply being me,,,

2010-07-24T09:22:00.000-07:00

Nasi lemak for breakfast,
Yee Mee for lunch,
Thosai for dinner,
And
What’s for supper?
I wonder….

Am I Malay?
No, I am not.
Am I Chinese?
No, I am not.
Am I Indian?
No, I am not.
Then who am I ?
You may wonder…

I am simply-
Human
And
Proud to be a
MALAYSIAN!!

Written by ,
Viloshena Ravandran

One Malaysia ( in the spirit of a true Malaysian)

2010-06-15T22:08:00.000-07:00

When we eat chicken
They eat porridge
When we go by car
They walk
When we use Nike
They use no shoes
When we read Enid Blyton
They read no books
When we learn ABC
They learn about the wild
When we go to Jusco
They hardly see a grocery shop
When we read the newspapers
They hardly see any papers
When we talk about other countries
They hardly know about their own state
When we go for a holiday
They hardly know what’s a holiday
When we go overseas
They hardly even go the nearest town
When we go on a plane
They hardly go on a car
We live in luxury
They live in ignorance
We live in corruption
They live in innocence
Thus,
How do we expect them to answer our exam papers
When they hardly do half the things that we do.

Do we worry about this segregation?
Between the rich and the poor
The rural and the urban
The have and the have not’s
All we worry about is one thing
Our skin colour
What a shame!

By Viloshena Ravandran

Teachers...

2010-05-15T10:12:00.000-07:00

At the dawn of each great world leader
There is a teacher
And
At the dawn of each terrorist
There is also a teacher
We should cherish our success
And learn from our failure.
Remember we are producing the tomorrow
The tomorrow is in our hands…
We may wither and die..
But what we teach will leave on.
Happy teachers day …

written by
Me..
Viloshena Ravandran

A tribute to all Mother's

2010-05-08T10:17:00.000-07:00

A person makes the world seem like heaven
A person who lets us dream of the impossible although we cant achieve it
A person who tells us that we look like Ms. World although we know for a fact we don’t
A person who solves our problems
A person who helps us although its beyond her
A person whose smile will bring our world down
And
A person who shatters our world once she ‘s gone
She is none other than our…
MOTHER-
Without her our world will be like
Tea without the tea bag
Coffee without the coffee bean
Chocolates without cocoa
Sweets without sugar
A meal without food
In short
It will be like
Earth without water…

By Viloshena Ravandran

the missing piece in me????

2009-12-11T23:00:00.001-08:00

You know the feeling that you get when you don’t really know what you actually want in life? And when that frustrates you..you start showing your temper to all the people around you..and at that particular time all that you want to do is just get away and go somewhere far,far,far, away and be alone..because by being alone you will feel peaceful and then when you come back you can start from the beginning all over again..start fresh.. well that is exactly what I am going through and feeling now…I am lost I don’t know what I really want..and when this happens I start shouting and yelling at people around me for no apparent reason and I hate myself for it..i am just so depressed…. And the best part is I don’t know why....

Have you ever felt that you never have anything in life to look forward to..nothing at all..have you ever felt that the sole and single thing that you wanted in live was company..a company from a person who understood you more than anyone else..a company of a person who will always be there for you through thick and thin; through laughter and sorrow, a company of a person who is a listener and guide both at the same time, a company of a person who accepts you for who you are and not who you are supposed to be, a company of a person who loves you no matter how you look, a company of your mum..a person I miss so dearly..who look for up and down,… and yet I just can’t find her..she is gone and will I ever be able to find a replacement..i wonder…. As I did and I feel that I am losing them…

I miss my friends all of them the people who gave me shelter and comfort whenever I was down..the people who always made me laugh and forget the loss of my mum..i never felt the emptiness in me when I was in college as seeing all my friends ever day and making them laugh over some silly thing I did made me happy in some way…even during holidays I never felt the loss as I knew when the holidays was over I will see my friends all over again..people who were almost like me the carzy lot or what the Malaysians call “ sama kepala”. I felt so complete when I was with all my friends. Never felt the emptiness that was within. Never felt like I was trying to be some else that I was not. I flet like myself. But now I don’t know who I am. I am so lost. Many a times I sit down and wonder who I really am. Who is the real me. Is the real me the old me who was prepared to confront the world and conquer the world no matter how tough it was or is the real me the new me who will admit defeat even before confrontation who has been forced to think that women are still not prepared to lead.and they should always be followers..who thinks that they can solely live by just being in the shell that they are in. I don’t know who is the real me… and what is that I really want.

But one thing for sure I like the old me..the me that was jovial..the me that taught I can conquer the world even though it was damn difficult ..the me that made my friends laugh…. The me..the real me… I want to be that again..i want back the spirit that I wants had in me and is dying..i want it back the fighting sprit…I want it back. I guess we all do .i wonder if my dear old friends who I miss so dearly help me get it back.. will you all help me get my spirit back..will you all help me get the old me back..and breath a new life into me that wants belonged to me and I am losing..will you all..Teslians…

Anyway I just wonder am I the only one who feels this way or what????? How about you all fellow educators??

something i never imagined

2009-06-16T09:03:00.001-07:00

I never taught this will happen…never dreamt of it too… but I like the fact that it did…it gives me a reason to live…

I really never taught that the ALMIGHTY will give me another chance to sit beside all my fellow coursemates again in less then a year for this course. When I met all of them for the first time it was a bit awkward but now I feel like its all back to normal. and like wat the Ustad told today in the very beginning of his lecture no working colleagues can be like ur college frens is a very true fact don’t you think…

I or shall I say we have been for almost ten months now but tell me from the bottom of your hearts and no lies please..can anyone of your working colleagues replace anyone of your collegemates…I don’t know about you all..but for me..I have no doubt in adminting that my working colleagues are great all the teachers are ..but NO ONE can be like you all…everyone of you have touched my life in different ways..taught me different things and the best part is I can connect with everyone of you and we all almost agree on a number of things and have the same point of view on a number of things too…but why cant this be the same in school….its difficult rite when tak ada org yg sekepala kan…

Its so nice to see all of us online now and all busy bt assign..like d olden days rite..miss all of it..

Thanks to the maktab a million times for giving us this opportunity not only to meet each other but also revisit our teacher trainee days… and be lectured instead of giving the lecture…

I am going to miss you all..hopefully there will be many more occasions to come in which we can meet like this and rejuvenate our friendships…. We must make it happen don’t u all think so..remember always where there is a will there is a way….

Miss and luv all u ppl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

p/s : I an not writing this because of anything but this is wat I feel la..anyone who is with me on this….

In the train...

2009-05-09T10:32:00.000-07:00

Going in the train
I see
A station in which a mum is holding tight to her kid
In the next station I see
Another kid walking beside his father
And
In the next I see
A kid walking a distance away from her mum
In the next I see
A guy walking hand in hand with a girl
I wonder
When will I be there
But
The sight of the next station
Makes me thank GOD
For where I am now
I see an old woman walking alone
And an old man
Sleeping on the floor
I don’t want to be in this station
I will never let
My parents be there

Nor will I one anyone to be there too.

I wish that station was empty!

by Viloshena Ravandran

JUST LIKE BEFORE( A POEM FOR THE NEW YEAR)

2009-01-02T07:24:00.000-08:00

People say,
A new year,
A new beginning,
But I wonder-
If it is true.

As tomorrow,
Is new year,
And-
I’ll get up in the morning,
Just like before,
Brush my teeth,
Just like before,
Have my breakfast,
Just like before,
Go to work,
Just like before,
Get stuck in the same old traffic jam,
Just like before,
Meet and talk to my friends,
Just like before,
Have lunch in the same old “mamak” stall,
Just like before,
Come back home just like before,
Face the same old music at home,
Just like before,
Cry on the inside and laugh on the outside,
Just like before,
Watch tv and read the paper with the same old news,
Just like before,
Have my dinner,
Just like before,
Go to bed,
Just like before,
And-
Get up in the morning-
JUST LIKE BEFORE

Now,
When everything happens-
Just like before,
How can people say,
A New Year ,
Is-
A new beginning,
That again,
Is said -
JUST LIKE BEFORE!

( P/S THINK ABOUT IT AND SEE IF I AM LYING OR TELLING THE TRUTH..HOW MANY TIMES IN OUR LIVES THAT THE NEW YEAR HAS ACTUALLY MADE A DIFFERENCE)

TIME!!( another crazy and confusing poem that i wrote in school today)

2008-12-16T04:07:00.000-08:00

Today you are here,
Tomorrow you may not,
Today the birds are here,
Tomorrow they may not,
Today your friends are here,
Tomorrow they may not,
Today your family is here,
Tomorrow they may not,
Today the trees are here,
Tomorrow they may not,
Today the chance is here,
Tomorrow it may not,
Today everyone and everything is here,
Tomorrow it may not,
One thing decides its all,
TIME!!

by VILOSHENA RAVANDRAN

TREASURE...(another poem by me...)

2008-12-10T08:46:00.000-08:00

They treasure-
All the old buildings that were built,
They treasure -
All the old cars that ran on these roads,
They treasure-
All the clothes that was once in fashion,
They treasure -
All the people that fought for freedom,
They also treasure -
All their forefathers who lived in this world,
They even treasure,
All the food that they have eaten,
They treasure everything that existed and are gone,
They call these treasures that are gone,
A memory
But -
Why don’t they treasure,
Me.

The Me-
Who saw all their treasures live,
The Me-
Who saw all their treasures fade away,
Why don’t they treasure ME?
Me-
The simple old tree,
Must I too be a memory..

by Viloshena Ravandran

Am I home?

2008-12-03T20:53:00.000-08:00

What’s the true meaning of a home actually, I wonder? Isn’t a home suppose to be a place everyone of us would be looking forward to coming back too, place where we would all love and always want to be. But why for me it isn’t. too me the more away I am from home the more better I feel. the more I stay away from home the more I will love and care for the people who live in my home. I just don’t like coming. Why must I come back when no one here talks to me. No one does understand me. To them everything that I do and say is wrong.

I basically miss my mum so much. its only now that I feel the emptiness without her. although iyt has been six over years now I only realize and feel it now as before this I always had my college friends there for me whenever I was down. They were always there for me. I lived with them and till today I know no matter how far they are from me they understand me best(after my mum). They know all my secrets and they know the real me. They know many things about me that my own family doesn’t. No one knows me better than them. No one. (no offense to my other friends but I lived with these people under one roof and we know what each other think and feel about something. We know each others positive and negative points. )

But now that we all away I can’t be bugging them always. We all have our own lives to lead. I just feel so lonely. I miss them so much. So far it has only been four months since I didn’t meet them and yet I feel that it has been years. I miss all the times I spent together with them. Especially Jia Wen, Linesh and Melwin. These three people are the people who I miss the most. I miss all the times that we spent in Bayu Tasik and I also miss the times that we didn’t.

I still remember how we washed the house on the first day that we were there.
I still remember how Linesh left me all alone and ran to call Jia Wen when she heard someone calling for her by the window and I followed her carrying the dishwashing sponge in my hand and the person who was calling us was none other than iRwan.
I also remember how we all used to look like when we had an assignment due the next day and how Jia Wen used to insist on drawing an owl that looked like a penguin or was it the other way around,
I also remember the time when we felt a tremor and I taught I my BP was low ..and when we finally realized what was wrong and tried waking Linesh up she taught we were lying as we wanted her to watch Dr. Vasu who was on tv and to make things worst we did not even bother about our neighbours,.
I still remember how we shared a bottle of vodka and ended up getting drunk the next day…how pathetic we were,
I also remember the time when we used to scare all our neigbours away when ever we opened our house door,
I also remember how Melwin use to pump ( no dirty and negative taught please) her air bag and we used to laugh at her,
I also remember all the times that we used to talk in our rooms moving from one room to another
I remember the times when some of our friends suspected that Jia Wen, Linesh and I were lesbians…how narrow minded some people were….why can’t girls don’t have boy friends and just be close with each other
I also remember the fainting spells that Linesh used to have,
I still remember Mel’s glow in the dark t-shirt,
Also the times when we didn’t sleep the whole day as were doing our assignments and the next day when we go to class. I will be as blur as ever, Jia Wen will be hyper active after her coffee, Linesh will be sleepy and Melwin will be slightly better than me. Not as blur as me I mean,
I also remember all the times that we used to have our quarrels too but I guess that were the things that made us closer and understand each other better,
I also remember how the lecturers used to avoid calling us at a certain time as they knew we would all be sleeping- that famous we were,
Also not to forget all the crazy times we spent outside Bayu Tasik,
Like the time Linesh ran and bang into the door so hard…even today when I think about it I laugh out aloud…and for laughing at her I too did the same mistake once( its Karma I guess like what Jia Wen says) ,
Also all the times i used to fall..like in KLCC,
I miss all those times,
I will do anything to have all those times back especially the times that we used to spend chatting with each other,
I miss them all.

Basically I am missing my mum and all my friends so much. I love the home in Bayu Tasik that I lived in. The home in which everyone understood me and excepted me for who i am and not who I was supposed to be. The home that was filed with both laughter as well sadness at times. A home in which i could share my feelings with anyone. A home in which I had people to talk too. A home in which i could say anything and laugh anyway i wanted too without being commented.A home that i looked foward to go back too. A home in which i was me. That was home…now am I home I wonder?

ALL THAT I EVER WANTED!!!

2008-12-02T22:53:00.000-08:00

( another crazy poem that i wrote myself as i am bored)

All the love that I had ever craved for,
All my friends that I miss dearly,
All the appreciation that I hope to get,
And not to forget,
All the attention that I have ever wanted,
I got all of these at one go,
I got all of these and many more,
In this land of paradise,
That I’m in now,
Doing the one thing that I do best,
Teaching!

Confused and me

2008-11-30T08:38:00.001-08:00

Why is it when I can accept people for who and what they are ..people cant do the same for me. Why is the way I do this is wrong? The way I walk is wrong, the way I dress is wrong.. the way I talk is wrong..why is it I must do everything to please others and at the end of the day what ever I wear, talk and do is not me. Why is it so when it comes to my family….or shall I say my relatives..why can they just except me for who I am.

I just feel so complete and feel the real me when I am with my friends…..let it be my school, college or working colleagues for the matter they will all say what a clown I am..how much I make them laugh..i love that me…

I hate the person I am when I am at home..i am a grumpy person at home..i don’t want to smile…don’t feel like smilling what more laugh……I just dislike the notion of being home…I just miss my mum so much…although it has been six soon to be seven years now ..i still miss her very dearly…..there isn’t a day that passes by without me thinking what would my life be like if she was around…I know I have to move on and I have…but its just that I don’t have anyone to talk to when I am down..i was never close with my dad. though things have improved now after my mum’s death yet I try my best to avoid talking much with my dad as I and he never see eye to eye and its best for me to stay away from him in order to avoid any form of quarrelling and heart breaks

I know my friends are always there for me. but how much only can I bug them when it turns out to be a daily affair…last time it only used to be during the semester break as during college my friends would keep me happy or in keeping them happy and making them laugh with all my silly doings and jokes I too will be happy..but now days its become a daily affair..perhaps its just a phase in my life that I am facing like what Mr.Erikson says perhaps I am facing the intimacy versus isolation stage of my life and I am so in the second category( well not like it matters anyway…and that not the point here)..the point here is why am I like this la….to those of you who know me well..do u think I am aiming for and trying hard to book a place in TR(Tanjung Rambutan not Harapan ah…)or will u all to be feeling the same thing if u were to live where I am living…I don’t know la..m I over doing things…

Aiyoo sorry for confusing u all la…imagine how confused and disturbed I am inside la…miss u all la…..

Dreams......

2008-11-07T18:58:00.000-08:00

I am no Helen to launch a thousand ships,
Nor am I Newton to find gravity,
I am no Shakespeare to write Romeo and Juliet,
Nor am I Mahatma to fight for freedom,
I am just a simple girl,
With simple dreams,
Yet -
Hoping to make it big!

A Thanks on my birthday

2008-09-18T07:40:00.000-07:00

Today as most of u all know i offically turned 24. WOW thats getting old rite...but when i turn back n see i realised how much have i missed and am missing in life. Now that i am working my student life is over. A students life in U or in coll is considered to be one of the best momments in life foe many people. Even for me thank to my wonderful frens that i have..who i miss very dearly now that i have not seen them in a month..

life as a teacher is okay..people say and think its a half day's job thus its an easy job...well for those of you who say that all that i can say is...Each horse thiniks that the bag that its carrying is heavier than the other horses...think about it and interpret it urselves la...

i really miss all my frens...life without them its not the same...if i have a prob i dun have anyone to talk too or to share it wit...although i live in a house that is filled with people most of the time yet i feel lonely...so lonely like i am in this world all alone( which i think i so very true)..

i miss u all guys and gals..miss every momment that we had spent together..wish to see u all again n talk to u all...n thanks to u all for making my life and telling me there is a reason to be alive...but now i dun see why i shud...

miss u all, looking foward to see u all in the near future....

A new teachers dilemma

2008-08-23T00:50:00.001-07:00

GOD I cant believe its been two weeks since I started my working life and I am one of the very lucky people who have the opportunity to go back to school even after I graduated from the University.

When I started of as a teacher trainee I had all these dreams that I wanted to make a difference in the country and produce 100% good students…its only now that I realize how tough can that be….especially when the children and kids come from place and families that are not so privileged as we are…Yes after teaching I realize how privileged I am compared to the kids that I teach…

Now all the thing that runs in my head is how to help this kids learn, at least how to communicate and have the interest to study and come up in life…how am I suppose to make them aware of the importance on the education …as to most of the kids education is the only way that can help them come up in their life’s…

Now I realize a teachers job is more than just teaching its about loving and helping…its extremely sad and devastating to us teachers when we teach a certain topic for one whole week and when w ask the pupils about it they are all blank. they look at us as if we are aliens…can you imagine how our BP will go buzzing when we find out the kids don’t even know half of what we have been teaching them for the past week……leaving that a side what about all the kids that misbehave at school…what do we say for them…yes teachers are supposed to be patient. no doubt about that but how patient can we be…we are humans to wee too make mistakes and loose our heads…we are not GOD to be always patient and when a teacher happens to punish a kid for misbehaving what do the parents do…they blame and say many interesting things to the teachers….well my question to this parents are “ don’t you punish or hit your kids ;you do rite and you say its for their own good…then why do you scold the teachers who do that. Don’t you think the teacher who we consider as a parent at school has a reason at the back of his/her action. Don’t you think the teacher is punishing the kids as she cares and ones the kids to improve? No teacher is mad to simply punish the kid…remember that the teacher also cares… and parents ..i am sure most of you have been punished by your teachers at one point of time in your life and don’t you think that made you a better person…that teacher taught you something and made you, you…then why pamper your children. And make the teachers afraid of the kids instead of the kids afraid of the teacher…

Well this are just a hand few of the problems that i am about to face...well adulthood is beggning...welcome to my life...

SUPERHERO!!!!!

2008-07-29T09:46:00.000-07:00

Who is a hero actually?
Is it Superman who flies and rescues people,
Or
Is it the stranger who smiles at you on the road,
Who is a hero actually?
Is it batman who users his powerful car to save Gotham city,
Or
Is it the person who makes you laugh when you are down.
Who is a hero actually?
Is it Spiderman who users his spider powers to climb walls,
Or
Is it the person who just simply listens to all your problems.
Who is a hero actually?
Is it Iron Man who users his suit and gadgets to save people,
Or
Is it the person who helps a blind man cross the road.
Who is a hero actually?
Is it the Hulk, who is so huge, green and strong,
Or is it just
The simple person beside you who hugs you when you need a hug.
Who is a hero actually?

Well-
Superman, batman, spiderman, iron man and the hulk
Are all heroes,
But you-
You who smile,
You who make people laugh,
You who care for others,
You who are they to listen,
You who are there to hug,
You my friend are
A SUPERHERO!!!!!!

by Viloshena Ravandran

Without that special someone...

2008-07-17T08:19:00.000-07:00

Well nearly a week ago, I read this article about a girl who was graduating but was not happy about it as her mum was not around to witness her graduating.

I too often used to and still do think to myself “Yes, what’s the use of me graduating with flying colours when the person who matters and would appreciate it most is no longer here”.

Well there is no denial that I miss my mum so much and no matter what I do I will never be able to see her again. I just wonder how my life will be if she were to be alive.Will I be in the same profession, will I be a more independent and confident person, will my lifestyle be different, will I be more peaceful, will I be more happy, would I have found someone, will I be able to be and more of will I be’s but one thing for sure I will be much better off.

No matter what its nothing and no one can be like your mum. I just miss her so much. When I used to be in the university and college I used to miss the fact that when ever I used to come back, there was no one who would greet me at the door and ask me how my day or week was, even until now no one does. I miss her so much. Even the way she speaks and smiles. She just understood every bit of me without me having to say a word. And now that she is not here I look at other people with their mums and think and dream of how my life would have been if she was alive. How exciting it would have been as I have now reached the stage in which parents would be a child’s best friend and I have lost mine long before. There are many things that I would want to tell her, there are many things that I am suffering from and can’t tell anyone ( besides my friends who I am going to loose soon). No one understands me at home. I am like an outcast……

There are so many things I would just want to tell her…many things that she suffered from once and I am suffering from now. The same things. Although my mum did tell me to talk to my dad about my problems….but how am I to do so when my dad has already got his fair share of family problems and health problems too…I don’t want to burden him even further…for now I will find solace in my friends…but in a few months time when they are all distances apart…I will be so lonely and just like my friends who will be waiting for the day to go back home and see their mum …so will I be waiting for my mum to take me home….

p/s: as usual and like I always say to all my friends out there….pls appreciate everyone while they are around in this world- cause once you loose them you will never be able to wake up from it…especially your parents, cause no one can mean and want more good things for you in this life than them.

A PROMISE!

2008-07-09T08:37:00.000-07:00

Often when I am devastated,
Often when I am down,
I wonder-
Why did I come back,
And -
Why do I keep coming back,
Then I remember,
I keep coming back,
Because of a promise.

A promise that I never made-
To my mum,
A promise that I
Will be there for
My dad,
My sister,
My brother-
And
My family.

A promise that I-
Will always be there for them,
Although-
They aren’t for me.

A promise that I will keep,
But-
I never made.

A promise,
That I will make,
When I meet my mum,
A promise ,
To be made,
In the presence of-
The ALMIGTHY himself!

By Viloshena Ravandran

UNDER MY WINGS ( Version 1)

2008-06-30T09:48:00.000-07:00

You may be a doctor,
But once-
You were under my wings,
You maybe a garbage collector,
But once-
You too were under my wings,
You may be a lawyer,
But once -
You too were under my wings,
You may be a criminal,
But once -
You too were under my wings,
You may be an international star,
But once-
You too were under my wings,
You may be a drug addict,
But once-
You too were under my wings,
You may even be the Prime Minister,
But once-
You too were under my wings.

You may be whatever you want to be
But
I will just be me
I will always be me
I will always be the same
TEACHER
That you know.

By Viloshena Ravandran

Our Journey!

2008-06-27T21:24:00.000-07:00

Six years gone,
Six years gained,
Nothing gone,
Many things gained.

But of all the things,
That we have gained,
This relationship is the one,
That we would love to maintain.

The time has come,
For us to part,
Say our goodbye’s and depart.

Let’s rejoice,
Let’s anticipate,
The end of one journey,
And
The beginning of another!

By Viloshena Ravandran

P/S: I wrotre this poem for our dinner, but just modified it a bit now.........to suit our current situation....MISS ALL OF U SO MUCH!!!!!!!!!!

I Wonder

2008-06-25T09:12:00.000-07:00

I wonder -
Why we cry when we are sad and happy,
Why we feel sorry and we were worry,
Why we scream when we are scared and also when we are angry,
Why we laugh when we are down and also when we are happy.

I wonder-
Why we forgive when we are still hurt,
Why we try hard to forget when we know we cannot,
Why we feel sorry for them who we don’t even know,
Why we care when we know there is no use caring at all.

I wonder-
Why we dream when we know it can’t be achieved,
Why we fall in love when we know we will be hurt,
Why we trust when we know it will be broken,
Why we appreciate when we know we will forget,
Why we hope when we know there is no hope at all.

I wonder
Why we fight when we know life is short,
Why we act smart when we know we aren’t,
Why we destroy when we know its our world to share,
And
Why we cry when we know death is certain.

All these wonders,
Make us different,
These are the wonders,
That makes us who we are,
The wonder of simply being-
HUMAN.

By Viloshena Ravandran

MY LIFE

2008-06-23T09:16:00.000-07:00

I would give my life,
If HE said I can see you again,
I would give my life,
If HE said I can hug you at least once,
I would give my life,
If HE said I could hear your voice,
I would give my life,
If He said I could kiss you at least once,
And most of all,
I would give my life,
If HE asked for mine,
In return for yours,
I would -
As life without you
Is no life at all
Yes Amma -
Life without you
Is not a life at all!!!!!!!!

THINK ABOUT THIS??????????

2008-06-16T10:44:00.000-07:00

Do you think this is a fair world? Do you think justice still prevails in this world……… well if you ask me I don’t think so…..

Have any one of you ever sat down and wondered on how a rape or molested victim feels? Will she be able to sleep at night? How will she continue and face the society in her daily life? Don’t you think she will be mentally disturbed? What more if she was raped or molested by her own father, brother, uncle or even her grandfather. The very people who are supposed to protect her…….Who will she tell this to…. To whom?

And even if she does…what will the authorities and law enforcers do jus prison them in for a few years and then free them………..but will the girl be fine……will she get back the mental peace that she lost…….and what will this man who are released from prison do…….rape or molest another women?

I personally feel this people who rape or molest another person should be stoned to death in public………so that the public can see and learn from it…so that they won’t repeat the mistake

Well you might say I am being cruel but imagine what a life the victim will be going through………its like a dead person walking a life…it’s a nightmare for the rest of her life……..So don’t you think its only right to let the criminal suffer at least a bit for his sins before he dies………. So that others won’t repeat the same mistake and another girl suffers…………..Don’t you all think so?

WAKE UP CALL FOR ALL THE LADIES!!!!!!!!

2008-06-13T09:28:00.000-07:00

GIRLS IN ACTION!!!!!!!!

Well I am one person who believe and often fight for equal rights in everyway that I can…it can be equal rights for me or another person who I think is also suffering from inequality……… so much so back at home I am well known as the person who fights and stands up for my rights especially women’s rights…….

I just can’t stand it when the elder women in my house say things like ………”put the food for your brother la…. He is a boy la”… well I don’t mind putting the rice for him….but what’s with the next statement … he is a boy? …well so what if he is a boy….SO WHAT IF HE IS A BOY OR MAN for the matter……..well I guess this happens in every typical Asian family………things haven’t changed much….men are still looked up at and women discriminated…leave a side man discriminating women here we can see women discriminating women………….wake up ladies…if you don’t put your foot down and stand for your own rights who else will…

Well man were looked up and given priority in the olden days because they were the sole breadwinners in the family…..but its no longer the same now…women to earn a living they too can stand on their own……………so don’t you think they too should be given some priority………..No one said that the house hold chores, the looking after of the kids, the cooking and etc is a women’s job………its all man made rules…( I know many men out there will hate me for this)

Now that both the parties are working don’t you think its only fair if all these work is divided equally among the both of them…well mother’s of sons out there; train your sons to help you out, so that he can be some form of help to his wife in the future…I am sure you wont want another girl to suffer like what you did …right?

Help your own people and stand up for your rights…….and girls out there if you ever feel that you are discriminated against…..fight for it…remember you can stand on your…you don’t have to depend on anyone and sacrifice your freedom and peace for some man out there who doesn’t care the least about you………

Remember that ……..GO GIRL POWER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

P/S: dONT THINK THAT I AM A LESBIAN AND HATE MAN OKAY............. I AM NOT ..........I JUST HOPE SOME WOMEN WILL REALISE THE MISTAKES THAT THEY ARE MAKING BY TEACHING THEIR CHILDREN THE WORNG THING...........

THE BOND

2008-06-12T11:47:00.001-07:00

The people who beleived in me and told me that i can dream of the impossible and yet achieve it!!

The people who always lifted up my spirits..

Some of the people who mean the world to me..

p/s: this poem was written by me and its dedicated to all my frens who hv touched my life..frens of the past and present..luv u ppl

THE BOND

How would I explain,
The true meaning of a friend,
Can it be explained -
By mere words,
By hugs and kisses,
By money,
Or
By diamonds ?

To me it can’t,
It’s a special bond,
That I share with you,
And
You with me.

A bond that
I will never share with anyone,
Not with my mum,
Not with my dad,
Not with my sister,
Nor my brother,
Or my aunty,
Neither my uncle.

It’s a special bond,
That I share with you,
And only you.

A bond in which,
You know and accept me,
For who I am,
And I know and accept you,
For who you are.

It’s a bond that I-
Will never want to forget,
A bond that I –
Will carry to my grave,
Even then,
I’ll tell GOD,
If I was to be reborn,
I will want this bond,
The bond of-
FRIENDSHIP
And who else
Can I share it with-
But you!

WANT TO KNOW WHAT IS A SILENT FULL DAYS JOB?

2008-06-11T08:51:00.000-07:00

Well I always wonder why people often perceive teaching as an easy job……….they say “easy ma to became a teacher …it’s an half day job….better than working in the office…” well who said so?

Yes, teaching is indeed a half day job….TEACHING…. I did not mention anything about the time that the teacher takes to correct the pupils books, to prepare the lessons, to do her or his register, to prepare the exam papers, to mark the exam papers and of course to prepare for all the other extra co-curricular activities that is held in and out of the school… well do you all still think that a teachers job is easy………. If u still do here is an extra information for you……..do you know that while teaching a class a teacher is not allowed to sit…imagine standing and handling 40 kids non stop for half an hour….that’s only one class…sometimes a teacher has five to eight classes a day…imagine how she will be feeling at the end of the so call half day… and mind you children are not easy to handle…. People often complain that they can’t handle their own child…and that’s only one imagine how a teacher alone handles 40 pupils in a class….and children are HYPERACTIVE!!!!!!!!!! They will be everywhere and they can ask you anything………

And imagine after the so call half day…….you have to mark a pile of 40 books ( that’s one class only don’t forget one teacher teachers more then one class. She teaches a min of 5 classes at least) and this is ……….well I don’t know what to say…………some hardworking and good students will hand in their books daily some might not they will hand in their work once a month …and being a teacher you have to mark their whole months work at a go……..And that is really, really bad……….its so tiring……….by the time you can mark 20 books you will have a headache………Do you still think a teachers job is a half day job,…… well I am not complaining…..I enjoy the fact that I am going to be a teacher and I just cant wait to be posted, I am looking forward to it, I love children as they are innocent and they show and tell you the truth………

I just one all these people who say a teachers job is easy to rethink what ever they say…….. cause when you work in an office and when you come back you don’t have any form of homework we do…………..we have to prepare for the next days lesson and mark the pupils books….so ours is not just a simple half day’s job…….its also a silent full day job………

AND TO ALL THE TEACHERS OUT THERE, TEACHERS OF THE PAST, PRESENT AND FUTURE………..YOU PEOPLE ARE GREAT!!!!!!!!!!!

TREAT THEM LIKE HUMANS TOO.........PLEASE

2008-06-09T09:10:00.000-07:00

When we talk about equal rights…………everyone of us rich or poor, tall or short will be interested…….it can be any form of equal rights………we will want to have a say in it and be part of it right? We will want to stand and join the people that we feel are fighting for us……….Then why is it when homosexuals fight for their rights we brush them off……….. Don’t you think they to should have equal rights………. Have a say…… Don’t you think they too should be respected for who they are…….What’s the harm in being a gay, lesbian or transvestite for the matter………. Well I personally feel that they too have a right to live and right to be respected………..

Well its their life and they choose to be like that…………so why can’t we just let them be and live their life as they wish……who are we to say that what they are doing is wrong.. When we don’t even know if what we are doing is right or not

Why can’t we just give them the right that they deserve. They are not asking for anything else .They are just asking what is supposedly theirs….they are humans too……..Why cant we just look at that them and treat them like one…………Why is it each time we see some one who is a homosexual or transvestite we look at them as if they are aliens…..they are humans to…….Why can’t we just let them be.............Why are we humans like this so fickle minded……..why do we bother about others and have to comment on everything that other people do when we ourselves are not perfect……why cant we just except them for who they are and give them what is rightfully theirs………the right to have a normal human life………… why can’t we see all the good things in them……… Why…………

Anyway what ever it is………on my part I will do what I feel is right……I will respect them and give them what I think they deserve……….to be treated equally and normally……. As humans…………..

Don’t you think that’s the best thing we can do to show them our support ………. What do you think………..and what would you do?

Retarded Redefined!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-06-08T11:15:00.000-07:00

Who is really retarded?
Is it the deaf person,
Who helps the blind man cross the road,
Or is it the dumb person ,
Who helps the blind guy get to the library,
Or is it the blind guy,
Who pushes a rack of books away so that the next person wont trip,
Who is retarded actually?
Well its sad to say,
But its us,
Who is not deaf,
Who is not dumb,
Who is not blind,
It’s us-
Who don’t bother-
For the person who is crossing the road,
For the rack that’s blocking people’s way,
For the rubbish that’s on the floor,
For the pain of the next person,
And for the world that we are destroying,
It us who are retarded not them
Us!!!!!

Don't offend anyone

2008-06-08T03:04:00.000-07:00

For those of my friends who know me and know me well ….I guess you would all agree if I said that I believe everyone should be treated equally……….everyone has got a right to have a say……everyone has to be loved……that’s what I believe and I guess that’s what I have been practicing for the past 23 and soon to be 24 years of my life. I have always treated everyone nicely, I have always helped those who ask for my help and I do it willingly as I believe that if I was in their situation I would one them to help me too, and if I ever fight or quarrel with someone I would willingly say sorry and if they said sorry I would willingly forgive them because I believe that there is no need to keep grudges against anyone…..its of no use…it won’t take me anyway………and for this some of my friends used to scold me……. Some even said I forgive people because I have no pride ………I quarrel with someone but I still talk to the person because I believe there is no need for me to ignore that particular person……….after all that person is my friend to………and what if something happens to him or her and the last thing that I did with him or her is to quarrel…I wont want to live with that memory……….I am a person who will even help a person who has offended me. But its sad that people don’t do the same for me in return…….i know I cant except everyone to be the same. I also know everyone is different……….but why can’t people be at least be slightly concern about my feelings too( they should also respect me for who I am right)…….it doesn’t mean that if I always smile and laugh that I am leading a happy life……..no one has a 100% happy life without any problems………what more a person who does not have a mother like me.

Just because I am always laughing, it does not mean I don’t have worries. If I am a studious and shy person that does not mean I don’t have feelings…….I am human too and have feelings as much as you do………why cant people understand that. Further more I am a girl or lady shall I say and a lady is known to be more emotional than a man. but no one cares. They say things that hurt me terribly ( they don’t have confidence in me…….. confidence that my friends have in me. The best part is they think I am shy… can you imagine that. Do you all think I am shy?).I miss my school and college friends a lot…..they complete me…..they make me feel wanted, they are also the ones who make me feel that I can dream of the impossible and yet achieve it.

Dear friends of the past and present,

I miss you all……….you will all not know how much you all mean to me. How much you all have influenced my life. Do u all know that u all are the only people who gave me encouragement and believed that I can go on stage and talk…you all are the only people who believed that I am responsible enough to organize certain things. You all are the only people who believed in my ability and appreciated the little things that I did…….. No one else in my family does……. I really miss you all… you were the one who lifted up my spirits always……. Thanks for it. It gave me a reason to look forward to living everyday. I really miss u all. Miss going to college….miss talking and making all the stupid jokes with you all and making you all laugh ( I always like to make you all laugh as it helps me forget all of my problems and thanks to you all too for helping me forget all of my problems)…………miss your laughter………..

Thanks a lot guys and gals…………..

Luv u all
P/s: and a note to anyone who reads this blog which is so loonngg….. don’t and never look down at anyone……. Always encourage people……. As everyone has a potential in themselves to achieve the impossible………EVERYONE DOES……. And appreciate everything that people do. As by appreciating you will make the person so happy and give the person a reason to live…….. Most importantly……… THINK BEFORE YOU TALK AND ACT AS EVERYONE HAS FEELINGS….. DON’T OFFEND ANYONE.
As that hurt cant be redone……..

Cant wait to see u all on graduation day……… hopefully all of us got thru………..

Poem time

2008-06-07T07:08:00.000-07:00

Hi there....here is a poem that i wrote few months back......... already published it on freindster.........but still wan to mencapap.........read it and commenyt la

The Special One

God created moms,
Because he couldn’t be everywhere,
He created dads,
Because moms couldn’t be everywhere.

God created brothers,
Because dads couldn’t be everywhere,
He created sisters,
Because brothers couldn’t be everywhere.

And-
For those who don’t have,
Moms and dads,
Sisters and brothers,
God created -
A special person.

A person
Who can be-
A mum,
A dad,
A brother,
And -
A sister,
All at one time,
He created -
FRIENDS.

P/s : Do i have the flow to be a poet..........ada bakat tak nak jadi penyajak.............

WE NEED A TOMMORROW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

2008-06-05T21:38:00.000-07:00

As the world environmental day is approaching everyone seems to be concerned about it, having walks in support of it and planting plants here and there. But are these people really concerned…I wonder as 364 days out of 365 days in a year they are busy doing other wise and only are concerned about it on one particular day. Don’t you think so.

Just look at us………. as it is our planet is facing many environmental problems ( it looks as if the world is dying, it has given up on us) but are we in the list concern to get together as humans and solve it…….no we are more concern about other matters like the raise of the petrol’s price, where shall we build another building, where shall we build another highway, where shall we put our money, which bank gives the best interest, which girl or guy is the most good looking, how to out do the person ,how to be on the top, how to impress people………….Why are we always concern about these things that are human controlled and can be achieved and solved at any time…but we are not in the least concern about matters that are more serious that are nature concern and cant be stopped or solved by us humans…….Why? Are we at least doing something to help prevent it? No, in fact we are contributing to it……….

If a person builds a big house we want to build a bigger one, the government asks to practice car pooling but do we listen, no we each travel alone in the car and contribute towards the pollution, we burn our dried leaves, we litter everywhere, we chop down trees, we waste paper and contribute to the chopping down of more trees…….. are we even bothered as the result of all these the ones who are going to suffer are the future of mankind no else but our very own blood and flesh.

Why don’t we sit down and think back for a while and decide to do what is right… Why don’t we be more concern about the environment and think of how to save it instead of thinking how to out do each other…… Anyway what’s the use of out doing each other when we are not sure if they will be a world for us to live in tomorrow. AND PLEASE DON’T JUST THINK ABOUT IT NOW AS THE ENVIRONMENTAL DAY IS APPROACHING….THINK OF IT EVERYDAY……..OUR PLANET NEEDS TO BE RESCUED………. AND IT’S AN EMERGENCY…………….Remember even by not throwing away one piece of paper and recycling it you can safe a tree and make a difference……………

Think about it……. We need a tomorrow to achieve our dreams…..

BE PROUD OF WHO YOU ARE!!!!!!!!!

2008-05-29T21:04:00.000-07:00

I am bored so what else better to do then write about something

Some time back I read a poem that made me feel proud of who I am…..and its then that I realized that everyone of us have a reason to be proud of our oneself and who we are. There is no use in trying to be some one you are not; people must learn to except you for who you are and not you change to suit other’s needs and fulfill other’s expectation. Confused with what I am saying…….well what I m trying to say is whoever you are and whatever you do be proud of it as you are making a difference in d world………be proud of it

If you are an artist people should except you as one and appreciate you for it, cause if there were no artist there will be no drawings and if there are no drawings imagine how boring our lives will be

If you are a garbage collector people should except you as one and learn to appreciate you for it, cause if there was no garbage collector imagine how dirty will our backyards be and I remember a saying from a movie “ The garbage collector or the cleaner is something like a doctor……the only difference is the garbage collector or the cleaner helps prevent diseases while the doctor cures it”………….its better to prevent then cure. Don’t you think so?

If you are an entertainer be proud of it as you would not realize how many lives you actually cheer everyday.

If you are a teacher be proud of it because you won’t realize how many lives you have actually changed by just teaching.

If you are a doctor be proud of it as you would not realize how many lives you have actually changed by saving one life.

If you are a nurse be proud of it because you would not realize that your care means a lot to the dying person….you may be the last person that they see…..

If you a police officer or a soldier be proud of it too as many people sleep peacefully knowing that you are there looking after their safety

Whatever you are and whatever you do be proud of it……do it as best as you can. As all of us have a function in the society all of us are born to do something to make a difference……even the slightest difference in this world. Though some people might not know and realize the difference that we are making its okay as long as we know that WE ARE MAKING A DIFFERENCE. A difference maybe now or in the future. No one of us is the same. We can’t be………….so embrace these differences. These differences are the things that make earth unique and interesting. Learn to except it and be proud of it………remember these difference is a GOD given gift to us…….so don’t change it for anyone ……be yourself and be proud of it…..