Money Plant and the accidental life lesson!

The love for gardening hasn’t spared anyone I guess. It’s just the natural and the most real instinct in us, which roots back to our primitive occupation. Every human will have an immediate sense of “ecstacy” when one sees a water body, an elephant and a beautiful greenery. I have these three impulses inculcated very deeply in my genes. The recent fascination for me was to grow the “Money Plant.”

A Pinterest Picture

The Money Plant is the common climber variety that’s grown in most of the homes believing to attract fortune and for visual aesthetics also. 

In my case, I wanted the former more desperately than the latter. So, I gathered my guts and asked for the Watchman Thatha in the house in my neighbourhood to cut me some branches. He was generous enough to give me that without even thinking twice. I was happy. 

But, I have this inbuilt preoccupation in my mind. That if I say something out loud to everyone, even my near and dears; that plan would either slow down or fail totally. I know, sometimes I behave like a typical aunty but trust me, I am not. 

So I kept it a secret. I grew it in two separate bottles on the balcony. I had already had the elevation to be done right around the portico with it!

But, one of the plants grew and the other didn’t. I tried switching places and changing the soil but one plant wouldn’t grow, it actually died. I was upset. A relative of mine, an elderly one, mocked me for it, with the fortune part. I was a little upset. But, surprisingly I didn’t give up.   

I took out a skin care product’s glass container that I had bought a zillion years ago and didn’t use, and planted the other plant that grew. I made sure to cut the healthier tiny branch and planted it. Added a tiny layer of soil and kept the rest of the place for water. 

One of the branches died, again. I was still upset but surprisingly didn’t give up, again. I cut off the dying branch and kept the healthier one. And after nearly a month of struggle from the beginning, the plant grew. It grew slower but steadier. ( Cliche I know but it suits the scenario, doesn’t it?) I even added new sand and a new root variety base for it to grow healthier. 

My Plant

And now, I haven’t earned a billion dollars after it’s growth. I haven’t built that evelevation that I planned for the portico either. I learnt a lesson. In life, I am usually impulsive, impatient and just enthusiastic and adventurous to jump into anything that sounds crazy and adventurous, that is, I am a sagittarius. For an impatient girl like me, it was tough to do this thing without giving up. 

What I learnt from it might help you too, so here it is:

1. Stay hopeful.

2. Do not listen to people who give negative judgement also, don’t ignore constructive criticism. 

3.Just one of the two plants died earlier, your plans may also fail. But find the root of the plan and execute it differently.

4. The branch died even when I shifted them to a glass container and with a nourished environment. Your plans may also fail like the branch but, there’s always a way to come back again, like the healthier branch. 

5. As I added a new base for it’s much better nourishment, you have to work on the success to ensure it’s stronger and reliable in tough situations. 

6. Life is a “trial and error” process.  Always remember that. 

I hope to have added a meaningful, fun and relishing five minutes to your day. Just don’t be bothered so easily. If you are, then make the little nuisance as your inspiration to break it down into pieces. And keep doing what you love with patience and persistence. 

With more love for black coffee & JB’s music, 🖤🌻🦋🌌

Shilpasrecitals & Veeraspen. 

I wish I didn’t gothrough that!

I am quite unsure how this blog is going to turn up when I hit the “Publish” button. I feel sick to my stomach, I feel irritated, I feel extremely annoyed and “shocked” or even “thunder struck” this very moment. What you’re going to read now could be “silly” or “overreacting” for someone but, I really hope, at least one finds this serious because this is kind of so “saddening” and bringing “mental agony” to me. 

It happened today, exactly by 3.55 pm. 

It’s the time I use to pick my Mum from school, she is a working woman, she has been a Govt School Teacher for more than two decades now. For the past 3 years, I have been helping Mum whenever I could by being her “transport” means. 

Her School is located in Tirupur Road, in our Town; I have been here since my birth. The fact that this has happened in my own hometown really makes me feel sick. It’s just less than 3 km from my home. And since Lockdown I have been dropping off and picking her up by myself as the classes are only online. Through this time, I have been familiar there with the Petrol bunk, the non-teaching staff in the school also recognize me. So I’ve got used to it. 

Today, as usual, I went on to pick her up. By 3.50pm I started the ride from my home. Because it’s literally my province, I mostly go out in my casual wear, which is Shirt and Pants. ( I really feel bad detailing what I wear and this is just so unfair. And I even wear Coat over the shirt irrespective of the weather because of the “Men” staring at me inappropriately. )

I crossed roads as I was taking a shortcut today. It was in SH 87 to be exact. So I got on the road and now I am on SH 87 and I saw a Bike, black bike with two men. They both were wearing “Black” shirts. I could not not down the number plate. But the number started from “32.” 

The moment I got on the road and crossed the immediate barry gate, I saw that they were passing some comments and they were trying to come “parallel” with my vehicle. I was quite annoyed. So I slowed down by letting them pass from me and they were not going to quit. The one driving, he kept on looking at me through the mirror and the other man, he turned back several times and it was getting weirder and weirder. To escape from them, I sped up and crossed them and landed on the left corner of the lane, which is my safer place. Though I have been driving since my 8th grade, and have got my license, I never speed up or drive harshly because I am actually pretty scared. Till date, 60 has been my highest speed because I love my Mum, and I would not risk anything when I have her behind me. 

I felt quite ok when I crossed them but, I could see that they were speeding up. They suddenly came parallel to me again, and looked at me, at this time they were just half-a-feet away from me. I was terrified, they could have pulled my chain, harassed and what not. They passed on some comments that I never replied or heard actually from the sound. 

I slowed up to 30 and my heart was actually pounding, they went ahead of me and they kept on checking their rear mirror. Then they went far and I was just so scared. 

I told my Mum about this and she was very angry. A minute after that I myself asked my Mum if I should wear “CHURIDAR” henceforth. She said yes because it is much safer. 

When I reached home 10 minutes after that, I thought to myself; if I cannot feel safe in my own town, where else will I feel this? 

The moment they went past me, I didn’t show the middle finger at them I didn’t shout some cuss words. I told myself out loud, “I need to write about this!”

I mean this is 2021. It’s not a night time that I went out or to a party or something…this is right in the middle of the day, by 3.55 pm in the afternoon! On a State Highway! And I was wearing the most appropriate clothes, a closed neck tee shirt and full length pants unlike my 3/4th like the other days!!!! 

Those men would have been 35-40. The one that was sitting behind was a NorthIndian. If something had gone wrong and I I had panicked and ended up in an accident because of this on a SH, who would answer for my life? To my family? To my Mum who’s waiting for her daughter to come, take her home?

I did not have to write this. I did not have through this. When is this going to stop? And the fact that men of my age, say 20-30 really actually bring no trouble, they behave as respectful as possible as far as I’ve seen. But these guys, who are over 35… what the hell is wrong with you people?

To all these low- life creatures, who stare at Women inappropriately who drive two-wheelers when they drive past the “speed-breakers” ( even when I happened to wear a COAT OVER MY SHIRT EVERY bloody TIME) and the Men who just live their life to not let a Woman drive her vehicle in peace… when the hell are you gonna stop? 

With anticipation for a change,
Veera 🙂

How puzzled life can be? My before and after!

7.45 PM May 28, Thursday 2020.

I am now seated in my Dad’s work chair, unable to resume the Duolingo Hindi sessions though I promised my Mum and myself that I was about to get on with it.
Just few minutes ago I made six sticky notes and pasted it on my wall to somehow have an inevitable energy to begin with the reading session or the language session as I mentioned above.
But, I rather took my phone; surfed through my Instagram page and wondered what I didn’t do or what content I didn’t give to earn more followers in my professional page. I suddenly came next to my WordPress site and thought how confused I am with my Webnovel website and this Blog page.

For the past couple of months I’ve been overwhelmed with options that I myself looked into. I’ve been worried about my Post Graduate admissions whilst my UG’s 6th Sem is seemingly long buried under the land of uncertainty due to Corona. I’ve been thinking where I should do my PG and if my Mum and sister will be able to manage it all without me. I’ve been thinking if I should choose Chennai or Coimbatore or London as I had decided earlier.
But London seems impossible for now, considering the affordability and not having Dad around to take care of Mum and sister here.

Day before yesterday, I had even contemplated quitting education and starting a business and my other ambitions whilst staying home. I thought that way I’ll be with my Mum, right by her side and be able to earn instead of spending much on education. 

But, afterall I am still confused, how am I supposed to know what I should be  doing and what I shouldn’t?!

Should I study and pursue my Writing Career or should I stay home and invest that money in business or… what?

Even if I had to decide… how am I gonna do that? How am I supposed to figure life when I’m at it’s gate?

I guess eventually I have to decide.


10.41 PM Wednesday Feb 24th, 2021.

I am righting this now, seated on the same Chair of my Appa’s. That day I promised myself that I’ll leave this blog and in the drafts and will finish it once I join “any” college!

I swear, I lost hope. I didn’t want to study nor did I thought I would get placed anywhere as I couldn’t get to join Loyola though I was technically given a seat actually. I was messed up. On 27th October of 2020, it has hit me clear that Loyola was not for me. I had no chance of whatsoever. By 27th October’s evening I decided to apply for PSG for backup as MCC and MU were still in line. I applied for PSG a couple of days before they announced the selection results. I was all actually an effort gone vain.

With utter fear of not being placed anywhere, I applied for PSGR Krishnamal which was my backup at the neck of the moment. I applied for both SF and Aided stream of MA English. On 28th October of 2020 and 30th was the closing date for application. Whenever I called, they said they were people waiting with 80 percentage for Adied Seat allotment and with 71 percent, which was the highest I scored in my UG though everyone knows there was scam involved in my grading; was not enough and they clearly stated I had no choice. I was devastated. Annoyed and didn’t know what to do.

By 29th October 2020, the evey next day, I received call from the institution stating that my application has been accepted. Then, I was confused to take on the opportunity or to dump it as it was from SF stream not Aided. I thought MA in Sf was too extravagant. So I took a days time, completely confused. At the middle of the night, I even made lots! I did this as I remembered my Mum saying to me that she did this whenever she had to decide, praying the Almighty. So I did it too, at the middle of the night. One of the lot paper was written “Krishnammal” on it and the other “Stay home!” Everytime I took it, it happened to be “Krishnammal” though I wanted it to be “Stay Home!”

The Next Morning, my Mum refused to talk with me as I was saying that I wanted to stay home. Then I asked her to pick one from the lot, I prayed to God and said to myself that whatever she picked up, I’ll concede with it. And “Krishnammal” was what she picked even after 3 trials!

So yes, after tons of confusion about Loyola, MCC and MU, and couple of “admission” collapses, I’m now doing my MA English in PSGR Krishnammal College for Women.


It’s February 2021 now, and I’m two days away from finishing my first semester at PSGR Krishnammal. I’ve got great friends here already though we haven’t met in person. My tutors are great though they can be a little more lenient in paper evaluation and with questions in exams! Just kidding, to ge honest; they are great, kind, appreciative and compassionate and I just hope that I feel the same way about this entire process of PSGR till the last day of this PG Program.

I thought I was unlucky to have missed Oxford and Loyola but, God knows the best and he gives the best! What else can I say?!

So just have faith and trust the process for God really knows what’s good for you. I wanted to write this as this progress was a mental torture for me. I was annoyed but I forgot that every problem comes with a solution. As a conclusion, I just want to quote here what I learnt in Bacon’s Essay “Of Adversity.”

“Prosperity doesn’t come without pains and Adversity without comforts.”


Cheers, with lots of love for Writing and Black Coffee;
Yours,
Veera;)

The “never fairly” debated debatable topic: Casteism!

“Caste” is a mere 5 letter word  but the significance given to it and the pride one takes in being it’s deity is a evidently magnanimous. The Origin of Caste System takes us all the way back to the age of Indo-Aryan Immigration. And if you’d Google the definition of Caste, there comes number of websites and their own versions of definitions. And one such website suggested definitions would be, “The Divisions of society based on
differences of wealth, inherited rank or privilege, profession, occupation, or race. But what about the definitions from “Vedas” from which the Caste system was introduced, through the religion i.e., Hinduism? Bhimrao Ambethkar states that the very origin of Casteism; Vedas, suggest eleven different versions of its definition. And hence, we know that the system itself was quite uncertain about the formulation and implementation of ‘caste’.

History has been made. Though there is no beneficiary to be attained with debating the blunder of the paste, it is also important to recognize its consequences. Religion has played the sole role in the origin of Caste, its prospects and implementation. There is no debate about it. The Consequences have been ruthless, uncompensatable and unjust. But, irrespective of what the consequences were and still are, these cultures, traditions, customs and rituals have made India what it is today.

Here, I’d like to mention a great Tamil epic Silapathigaram, where the King’s son accidentally kills a calf during his public procession. To serve Justice to the heartbroken victim; Cow, without thinking twice the King pronounces his own son guilty and gives him a death sentence. Our land is such that our literature depicts our culture going hand-in-hand with Justice.

But Caste System and its “deities” with their notions and actions are a loop-hole to the culture, to the state and to the country even to the world! And if we wish to hold our culture and tradition onto a higher ground, we need to “fix” this loop-hole. And to be honest, “loop-hole” is a pretty “petty” label for Caste System for it has taken number of innocent lives as its fuel for it to glow the light of “savagery”.

We’re all are tired of preaching about it, commenting our opinions, putting forth one’s different take on caste and everyone’s different way of its  implementation. But, if those were a solution, why am I writing this blog? And why are you reading it?

Because, eradicating Caste system is quite “not so possible” with our Vedas, religions teaching it to us since the birth and we shall admit that the sense of caste differences is in our blood and nerves. It’s there when you suspect your innocent and truthful Muslim friend if he had ever had beef, or when incessantly seek a way to find if your Christian friend is a converted one or it’s the other way. And the sense is also there when a teacher or a professor can’t take a student from other community shining bright and it’s there when one dies to figure out if his new colleague is from his own kin. And it wouldn’t eradicate that easily owing to the existence of the most dangerous media ever known, “society.” And this so called “Society” is but a bunch of conservative brains that agrees not to perceive men and women as humans but a member of a certain community. And isn’t it ‘the prominent cause’ of this caste to have become an essential element of our social lives?

As quoted earlier, if this hypocritical prejudice “was” existent in “just” the past and not today, this blog wouldn’t have been written.

Just because it’s a part of our history, it doesn’t have to be practised anymore even though our conscience knows that it’s nothing but the act of pure “unjust” and “inhumane.”

So what is really keeping us on-board, having us all stuck to the “Caste System” and to an extend “Casteism?” It’s because of the “sense” of caste, considering caste to be an entitlement, a privilege, a pride. But, what we fail to acknowledge is that it’s a mere “label.” The British Government imposed the Caste System for easier understanding and administration of the people, of the society. What’s existing today is rather disturbing.

Let’s try to picture it like a Cricket game. For an uninterrupted or qualified Cricket match to be held, the weather is important, yes I know. But, there has to be eleven members from each team, captain, a Vice Captain, an opener, three or four middle order batsmen, a finisher, a skilled wicket keeper, fielder, an Umpire, and a commentator: to elevate the match’s tension. When they are on the ground, they are labelled as the terms above and when the match ends, they are all “crickets, and their ‘label’ or ‘designation’ doesn’t matter anymore.  They’re all one and the same.

The same notion has to be carried out with the “Caste System.” Think for a second, if designations in Cricket were set like we mistook caste, what would’ve happened?

If only Sachin’sdescendants were to be given the 4th  position, the world would’ve lost Virat Kholi, he wouldn’t have existed. What if only Dravid’s heirs were to become India’s Captains? M.S. Dhoni, the incredible captain wouldn’t have existed.

So why discriminate and pull down a fellow human and an aspirant just because he is not from the same flock as one’s? Those of privileged have their “surnames” to back them up but, the true aspirants have their “ability” and “persistence.” And hence they did not just give in; they learnt the pitch and their pace, the length of the boundaries and scored that century.  And why banish them just because they are the not a “batsman’s” son or that she is a spinner’s daughter?

The frame of the Caste System is as simple as this. And this goes the same for Nepotism also. Isn’t that quite obvious?

So all this time, we’ve been giving so much unnecessary importance to a mere label and have been hurting lives those were meant to smile and shine.

Youth of today, who are the only chance to bring about a change, agree with the notions above but they are also the one’s that’s proudly has their caste label as their surnames in their profile and in their bio. This system is so corrupted that the purest emotion, love blooms post “caste” confirmation.  And having their caste label as their surname is fine until and unless their pride is not imposed or to a greater extend implemented in such a way that it brings discomfort of any means to others.

Now, from let me pour it out to you, let me be super honest to ask this question, when this thin line between “fine” and “misconduct to others” happens…am I entitled to call these people out, to end this savagery or who in the world is entitled to call those crude conduct and notion in the name of “caste?”

None.

Governments and Courts have punished many in the past for such misconduct but shouldn’t it be over by now if that solution had worked? And about the government, when eligibility of a candidate to represent a District in the MLA elections is never based on education qualifications, or analytical or aptitude testing like in UPSC but just with “Caste oriented” allotment, how in the earth is it possible for this “caste” to just be eradicated?

And why does it go over the line, say to honour killing and caste-dominance at in workspace, at schools, colleges, roads, etc.? Because, the pride and privilege renders them a sense of “power.” And where does this power come from?

Do they feel it since their birth into the certain community? Or is it inbuilt in the ones those who work hard to uplift the clans of their community and pull down, even seize the opportunity from the others? Or do they owe it to their parents who fed them this “sense” of caste since childhood?

One cannot answer. Because it has it all those aboard.


And finally, is there a chance to change this “uncivilized” notion from the minds of the “civilised” only from the ‘outside’?

I G N O R A N C E

No, not ignoring the person, as it would be easily for them to ignore one back. Ignore their power, only when one recognize it, it’s actually there. Ignore their “sense of pride,” that them urges to bring one down. When one recognizes their sense of pride and power, only then it’s actually a pride and power. When one ignores their pride, the game changes. Ignoring their crude efforts to bring one down and instead of shading, taking them up the ladder with them and teaching them to be “humane” will change the game. One Show them how peaceful being “humane” would be.

As many say, eradicating a part of culture though it is evidently a “cancer” to the society in a country like India, whose pride and heritage owes to its cultures, is quite “difficult” and can be “impossible.”

This cancer can co-exist with people who have understood the real prospects and aspects of Caste. But sadly, they can be of mere 40 per cent out of the total population.

But, it is also possible to survive this Cancer as many have. Remember, the man who drafted our Constitutional Law single handed was Bhimrao Ambethkar, who was not from a privileged background. Let’s look up to Mastero Illayaraja under whose music every singer irrespective of the so called “caste” longed to have a chance to record their voice. Let’s remember Priyanka Chopra who broke the chains of nepotism. Let’s remember Missile Man, Dr A.P.J Abdul Kalam’s success and his teacher who taught him lessons, keeping aside the crude customs. And one should know success will the best revenge and lesson to who to be taught.

Its when you survive this “Cancer” called ‘Caste,’ your “CHEMO” will be painful for T H E M.


It’s obvious that it’s hard until one gets a deserving opportunity whilst having millions of hyenas working hard to seize that opportunity. But, what’s life without bouncers?

And on a one final note, why do you think the bowler is not letting you to bat? Or throwing you a Yorker and a bouncer? Because he is scared that you will score him out!

With staircase to clean and nerves to cook and hella lot of thoughts to pen down,

It’s from Veera’s Pen. 🖤🌈🦋🌻

Feminism has to be redefined!

I was triggered to write on this widely debated topic as I myself was so confused for a very long time about the core principles of Feminism. Was it just about the right to wear the clothes of one’s interest? 🤯

Being a Literature graduate, I feel completely aware of what I am putting into words in this Article. I’ve come across the topics First, Second and Third Wave Feminism in the “Socail History of England” paper. I must say that it was pretty interesting to finally be enlightened with the actual facts of Feminist movement. And from the knowledge that I’ve gained there, I’ve written this article.

If you see yourself agreeing with these points, try also to acknowledge the time period that we’ve been misconceived with wrong notions about Feminism. Shame on us. And if you disagree, and you are offended by this article; then kindly know that you are ignorant towards the facts.

Now, getting into the “facts,” in early 90 and 20s Women fought for their rights. Their long cry for equality was seemingly unheard and hence they decided to get on the road once in for all. Their major demand was the right to vote, consideration of their suffrage ( to reduce women’s working hours as in a week), their role in the society and to eradicate cultural inequality.
But, Women of today are using the term “Feminism” to defend the way they dress and their act. Feminist movement actually focused on the rights of both men and women. It’s pretty clear in the prospects of 1st, 2nd and 3rd Wave Feminist movement.

Without complete knowledge on the aim of Feminism movement, one shouldn’t take it in hands; to defend their action.

Women and Men can wear whatever they choose to wear, it’s their basic right. And none can question them unless or until their code of dressing seems to offend the culture and the beliefs of the Nation.( Eg; Some parts of the Middle East they still have rigid dress codes for every Women even the foreigners. )

And thus, to everyone out there, do what your heart desires and wear what you want on your body but don’t call it “Feminism.” Because, it’s more than that.

From a fellow Woman, with solidity and 75 percent in Social History of England, ( it’s actually considered to be too good to score 70+ in any Literature paper! LOL)

Veera’s Pen.🖤🦋🌈

Not a “Cheap thrills” moment… As it was all hardwork!

Was it the first time that I ever had the courage to ride a bicycle on my own? Or it is the time when I won the bet with my cousin on coming round the house while the power was off? Or was it at the very moment when my crush looked at me right into the eyes when we were at the chemistry tuition; was it that bloody “butterfly moment” that’s going to cling to my memory? Well absolutely not. I was probably going to write about my encounter with my crush but I have had better memories to cherish. I’ve longed for many days and months and years together to win something, to prove the world that I’m capable of something, that I’m worthy of something. But, it didn’t turn out to be real until I realised my purpose that came with a huge wake up call. It was in the kinder garden when I had won my first ever prize and after that, I didn’t face any ‘luck’, as many said. No matter how much I was interested in sports, ‘wheezing’ troubled me for even running round the yard. So, throughout the schooldays, I had to forget the idea of participating in any competitions. Then came the college days and Clotho wanted me to pursue English Literature while I had MBBS in my mind and to hell with the NEET exams, I had no choice. All praise to the English Bible and Justin Bieber, I was pretty good in both written and spoken English. I started writing essays for various competitions and none turned out to be fruitful. I was more and more driven into writing because I had no obstacles and it was my long lost hobby. And it soon turned to be a puny-passion. Soon, “Shakespeare” Examination’s circular came in; a state level competitive examination. I gave my name on seeing the cash prize they had mentioned, it was 50,000 INR.

Soon, exam date was announced and everyone indulged in strict preparation and to my goodness, I LOST THE BOOK, I had no material to prepare for the examination. I was devastated and was in despair. Having no choice, I asked my friend, Suvetha to send me the pictures in Whatsapp. If not for Suvetha I wouldn’t have got the material and I wouldn’t have studied. My eyes eventually hurt because I was straining to read through the phone but I was determined. The next day, exam was held and I did my best. We wrote the test in September and the results were to be announced in January, or so I heard. On a fine morning, when I was wearing the ‘Pink salwar’ which everyone used to adore for no particular reason, me and my partner in crime Shobika went to the department to take up the attendance register as we were the representatives. We took the register and were walking out of the department, “S H I L P A”, screamed my Class In-charge mam and I was genuinely frightened. She shouted something out of astonishment but I couldn’t hear it and so couldn’t Shobi. We went back to the department and she told me that I had won State First in the Shakespeare Examination. I was on cloud nine. I was almost in tears when they gave me the gold medal. It was my first medal. That day, I found my purpose that is ‘Writing’ and above all I made my parents proud which was and still is, indeed a euphoric moment to cherish forever.

One of my Prize-won pieces, hope this was worth reading.

With a blanket all cosied-up,
And so much ‘want’ to write…

Veera’s Pen…

Started from the bottom, look where she is now: Dushara Vijayan a successful model turned actress!

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A casual fan girl dm got me to learn up and front about this stunning model’s road to success.

“Life is full of surprises and miracles” I heard it in a sensational movie and it seems so true, for I unexpectedly had a chance to Instagram-interview this illustrious Model turned actress, Dushara Vijayan. And here, she expounds on her journey to the big screen, persistence, life and her real passion.

Dushara Vijayan!

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Born in Dindugul and brought up in Coimbatore, this Tamil girl has claimed her Limelight with utter determination and patience.

“I’ve always wanted to act”

says the 23 year old, when asked about her ‘not so flowery cruise’ to success. It took her 6 years to stand proud and content at where she is now and to be honest, who wouldn’t be?!! She gets on her road from Engineering to NIFT, Kannamma to Salpetta and from strives to thrive!

Like any other high school graduate, Dushara too was trapped into the typical Indian parent’s prospect. And just as to not disappoint them, she had joined B.E, Computer Science in PSG College of Engineering in Coimbatore.

“You know how conservative parents are,”

she explains and she almost playfully regrets having scored good marks in high school. As good grades owe to fact that made it difficult to even think of convincing her parents, to opt for any other streams than Engineering or Medicine. It is indeed a puzzling wonder that why people didn’t notice this ‘girl next-door’ kinda beauty with effortless talent earlier, but nothing to worry, because the girl’s on the top now!

“Yeah, I had to do Engineering for the sake of my parents,”

the fighter says and she had almost done Engineering for one and a half year. She felt that she had to do it for her parents. But soon she had a heavy heart as though she was living a ‘life of lie’ according to her conscience, her dreams and even felt like she had been deceiving her parents. And realised it was high time, that she really begin pursuing acting and finding a way to get on with it. “It wasn’t my thing, I’ve always wanted to act” she puts forth the drive that her passion gave her to quit Engineering once in for all to start pursuing her passion.

Her Modelling career

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Dushara made out the pretty brilliant equation. And that was, she would first begin with modelling and then through her modelling profile; she would step into acting. And to be honest, this simple clarity of thought and unceasing persistence along the road has made that equation worth contemplating about. And it will be a worthwhile option for the aspiring models, isn’t it?

She agrees that she couldn’t come around the road without leaving her parents in despair, but she now has indeed made her entire family proud. She had been in home for around seven months after she quit Engineering and after, decided to join NIFT, Chennai to try her hand at modelling and, did that go well?!!

She had to take an entrance exam to join NIFT, Chennai and then was soon on the right journey. She says that she is grateful for her parents who, just for the sake of her passion, came along to Chennai and wholeheartedly stood the odds with her. But, it wasn’t easy to keep that trust alive, as it took her six whole years to reach this fame. But with her huge win as the ‘Miss Face of Chennai’ in 2017, she was able to get the recognition that she deserved,

“I was fortunate enough to win and that’s how everything started” she says.

Following the much deserved victory, she began ramp walking in inter and intra college fashion fests. She says that she started following famous models in Instagram and started to contact Fashion co-ordinators, seeking opportunities and says firmly, “I was very sure about what I wanted in life and it took me all the way here.”

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It is obvious that Dushara has done immense hard work and had capitulating patience to reach here. But the girl’s got natural talent; be it modelling or acting. She had done modelling for two years but with a heavy heart. Though her career was fruitful given, immense opportunities that she got and yet, she felt that ‘Modelling’ wasn’t her cup of tea. And thus, she discontinued from NIFT. She was quite strong about the decision, since it did not bring her peace at the end of the day.

Becoming the actor that she always wanted to be!

Kannama was her first short film it was a thoroughly natural act from her. She remembers shooting Kannamma a year ago and adds that the success was unexpected. “The director is very talented, his name is Jagadeesh and DOP Arun, both of them are really talented. The director actually dmed me through Instagram and that’s how I got Kannamma” she says, when asked how Kannamma happened. She also agrees that the dialogues of Kannamma were so beautiful and that it made her not to think twice about the role. The film’s got over 2 Million views till now and is still counting.

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She got to play her first lead in Bodhai Yeri Budhi Maari which was directed by Chandru and she paired opposite to Dheeraj in this movie. They had contacted her, on seeing her Instagarm posts and she went on the auditioning and remembers being said “You are the one for this film,” by the director. And they had begun the film’s Pooja the very next day. She adds that she surprisingly got to share screen space with Pradaini Surva, the famous model and Instagram influencer; who inspired her to begin modelling.

Her second movie was quite a challenge for her as it had dogs in it and she recalls, “I was not used to be comfortable with dogs around, I was so scared” and adds “And so I thought that the film would be challenging to do and went on training for it and finally now I’m so happy with dogs around.”

Having done two films with the scripts that she thought that had enough potential for her character, she was then awaiting the right script and it came from the Madras director, Pa. Ranjith for his film Sarpetta. The director had approached her on seeing her picture on Twitter. She had gone for both indoor and outdoor auditioning and was given the role with a stunning remark from the director himself that only she could do justice to the role, since the director expected ‘a natural and fearless performer’.

Sarpetta is the actual debut for me. It is an important film in my life. I have wanted such scripts that would show how true of a performer I am. And I have always wanted to be a versatile actor and one such script is Sarpetta for me.”

she says and she gushes over Arya with whom she is paring opposite in the film and adds that she has had a huge crush on him in Madarasapatinam.

The filming of Sarpetta, which was at the final leg of shooting, seems to have been interrupted because of Corona lockdown.

How happy and content is she now?

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“The biggest thing I’m really happy about now is, my parents, family, everyone are really supportive of the decisions that I made,” she say. She also adds that she did initially struggle but agrees that without those initial struggles one can’t achieve what she/he desires.

“I think the pain is all worth it, I’m happy; I’m really happy now” she says with so much pride and happiness.

What is her secret to have achieved what she wanted?

“One shouldn’t just give up on their dreams just for fact that someone’s asking you to. You have to stay brave, fearless and you’ve got to have strong hold on your passion and if you have that, you will definitely succeed” says the young actress, which is indeed unarguably true.

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And this is the consequence of a casual Instagarm dm from a fan girl- turned Instagarm interview and I hope you found it interesting and inspiring!

Have a safe quarantine.

With love for black coffee and Inking,

Shilpa Veeramani.

“Dia” the recent sensation’s review!

“Dia”, be it the Idly-Vada lovers of Tamil Nadu or the Dulquar Salman fan boys and girls of Kerala or the Buttabomma hummers of Andhra and Telangana, and Dia’s very own Kannada movie lovers, it is pretty much clear that the movie has its audience wrapped around it’s finger!

What’s the real reason for this success? Was it the flawless cinematography or the stunningly knit twists or the incredibly “credible” act from the casts? We certainly do not know. But it’s safe to say that all that I have mentioned above have clearly paved the way for this well-deserved success. And the proof to this statement is the unending love showered by the audience’s incessant appreciation towards the movie.

The initial release of the heart wrenching movie was on 7 February 2020. The movie was showered with love for over 25 days in the theatres. I myself did not get to know or watch the movie then but, only after the lock down, I had the chance to and I clearly am glad. I had initially got the ‘lock down’ movie suggestion from my cousin but I had honestly been seeing number of memes in Instagram about the movie since mid-march, and hence it is safe to say that the movie’s got to thank the memes for its audience outside Karnataka.


Direct                    
   K. S. Ashoka

Music director   
    B. AjaneeLoknath

Screenplay           
    K. S. Ashoka

Story by                       
   Ashoka.K.S


Cast
   Dheekshith Shetty
   Kushee Ravi


Cinematography 
  Vishal Vittal, Sourabh Waghmare

              

Editor  
    Naveen Raj

 

Direction, script and screen-play

The movie’s writer, director and screen-play writer are one and the same man, Ashoka.K.S. He is known for his famous debut 6-5=2. In this movie, the director has indeed knit an achingly stunning plot, but if you ask me if the spectators can go home with a happy smile after the screen is unlit, it is quite a question. Movies, music, theatre or drama; be it any form of art, they are made to be aesthetic. When a spectator pays a certain amount of money that he earned, to come and watch a movie then he must have something say, relishing to take home with. Mustn’t he? But, the terribly painful ending rather gives us an unfading scar and it might last for a couple of weeks or so. Trust me, Dia will haunt you. The story is indeed awesomely knit as I did mention earlier but, the twists are incredible. The twists in the beginning seemed really heart-warming but they soon turn into a nightmare. It is quite a debate so as to conclude whether Dia is a pleasure or pain to the mass. And this debate almost takes us to the Aristotle’s theory where he believes that tragedy or the emotions of ‘Pity and fear’ must go through a process of purgation or that is a form of psychological medication that restores balance and health of the spectator’s mind. So, Aristotle says that by watching a tragedy, we learn from the tragic flaws of the characters and thus, we take pleasure in watching them. To be clearer, we see that Dia struggles to confess Rohit that she has moved on and as she delays the process of confession; things go out of hands for all the characters. And thus, this can be taken as a tragic flaw of Dia, is that her introvert fear and emotional imbalance. If she had told Rohit about Adi, the movie would have had a different ending but you see, that’s not about it. In spite of its tragic ending people love the film no matter what, but I wanted to address the other part of the spectators.

So, apart from the movie’s success, it still is a longing to wonder that the movie could have had a happy ending. Twists are essential, in fact those twists had made the movie, characters and even the settings of the film memorable but, not everyone will want to go through this movie more than once and it’s because of its terribly aching end.


The cast’s performance

The movie owes half of its success to the script and the way of direction and half to the marvellous act by the cast. Deekshith Shetty has to be a personal favourite to many and none can argue that one performer is lesser or higher than the other. Kushee was exceptional in the film and that’s it! All the three were flawless and if one needed to review their acting, the pages would be only filled with songs of praise, period. Pruthvi, this man seemed so talented with his every action i.e., comedy, love and emotion. He made the movie seem like one of those happy movies for a bit and then the director had to kill him at the end, poor guy. Dheekshith is the propeller of the movie. His face is so memorable and his act is so genuinely appreciable. What else can one say about a perfect cast?


Cinematography: I don’t have a PhD to judge this exceptional work, but every frame is a pleasure to the eyes and you’ll know it when you do watch the film!


Editing: I neither have got a Gold medal in editing, and thus I can’t rate this seemingly flawless work.


Music

Though I am not an expertise in Music, I will say that, for except few important scenes, the music of the movie did not stand out much. The bgm for Rohit and Dia did indeed stand out. But other than that, it is quite true that the music was not average but above-average but yet, seemingly failed to stand out. An emotional movie like Dia must have had a strong music that stuck to the mind even after the movie ended. Even if the scenes were to be faded away, the music should have been so disturbingly perfect. The best examples of such bgm could be 3, or even the master piece Titanic.


One-liners

At a certain point of the film, it almost seems like a war between the struggle to settle whether life is full of surprises and miracles or pains and problems. But at the end, the director has seemingly said that life is full of surprises and miracles but he’d twist that also by making those surprises and miracles, painful and problematic at the very end. Ps. when you do watch the film, you will know.


Life is full of surprises and miracles.

Life is full of pains and problems.

One touch is equal to 1000 words.


Overview

Beginning: Awesome, addictive, hopeful.

It seemed to move very slow in-between i.e. the after math of the first part’s twists.

Ending: Be ready with a tissue bunch or have your Mumma’s saree as its lockdown and you can’t go out to buy one!

Anndd, be aware of TWISTS!

 

Thank you,
With so much hunger to “Write,”
Veera’s pen.🦋🌈🖤

 

“Thoughts” do become real!

Yes, you’ve heard about it as many times as you could but let me also splash my version of it.

Thoughts, both positive and negative do become real when we keep on obsessing over it.

You see that it’s quite good in terms of Positive thinking but in contrary, it’s not if it’s negative.

My examples of the two cases are… down the direction that the tip of your nose points to!( I mean “below”🤦‍♀️) Apologies to those who don’t have the sharp end on their nose.

Positive.😁 A young boy, had once visited one of his friend’s house on a casual day and he was smitten by the “Pitched roof elevation”. And it happened when he was probably 17 or 18 he couldn’t get that out of his mind. He had been obsessed over it since then and wanted to incorporate that design when he would build his own place. He swore to himself that he’ll build a huge house with pitched roof when he got older.

And here I am, his own daughter; living his dream. It’s been 9 years since we built our home.Yes, that handsome young boy was my Dad, and he did build a beautiful Palace of his own with the “pitched roof” that took everyone by awe.

I couldn’t search for a better example of positive thinking than this. I am the living proof of my Dad’s vision. And hence, I here have proved that Positive thoughts do come true. But they take more time to become real than the negative thoughts.

Why? Because it requires our efforts. Say, you want to become an IAS officer and you keep thinking about how awesome you’d be, once you’ve achieved it. But, you see that it wouldn’t happen if you just think about it, the universe wouldn’t give you what you want unless you work so damn hard for it. You’ll have to be as ambitious as Brutus to make your positive thoughts turn into your concrete achievements.

Negatives. 🥶They don’t need any physical effort from you. Just the fear of it that something would go wrong in your life and even lamentation, if occupied in the mind recurrently; then I bet it will happen.

For an example, I myself and my buddies in College really were drenched in boredom as we entered our final year of UG and used to babble everyday that we’d be happy even if the college days ended then. And think of us now, we are in a bloody lockdown. And I terribly miss my homies. I would be happy even if they reopened the college tomorrow.

I’ve dragged both the examples out of my life. Positive thinking is so powerful yet hard to get used to, whilst one can easily overwhelm his thoughts with the negative vibes. Negative vibe can usually be the result of too much love or care and even concern. The fear of losing a loved one, the fear of failure, the fear of being broke and just every possible fear that a human can experience will lead to the negative thinking and when we keep on feeding the negative thoughts to the brain, out of any fear at a certain time; it will become real. And thus, one should stop it.

But it isn’t easy! 😑

So, what can you do to develop Positive thinking? 🤔

👉Read a Religious epic.💫 Trust me, it will help a lot.

👉Start gardening 👩‍🌾👨‍🌾🏡When you surround yourself with the gift of nature, your mind will automatically calm down be pleased with life.

👉Have a personalized quote or a saying📝 and keep munching on it whenever you feel like life is putting you down.

👉Smile,😄 for one cannot over rule the happenings of his life but can just smile away the fear and hardtimes.

I’ve given the best example for Positive thinking. And for the Negative, I’ve given the simple yet raw example. And I hope that the four steps to inculcate the positive vibes helps.

Quarentine time wanted me to do something productive and what is much better than to write on this effective topic?

And I’d like some suggestions for the next blog’s topic. Comment below if you have something on your mind… 🤯🤠

Love and xoxo from🤙🦄
Veera’s Pen.

My first successful essay!

So guys I wrote this essay in June ’18 for a competition and I won the first prize. It was a state-level essay writing contest. The topic was Importance of Developing Reading Habits. I’m posting this to aid in someway to people to understand the need of books in our life.

Importance of Developing Reading Habits

Introduction

“ Journey of lifetime starts with opening of pages “
says Rachel Andres . These words are indeed true to the at most reality. Books are the best and most forwarded versions of google and yahoo . No matter how much we search in the websites on a particular topic , the information that we gather through books cannot be matched with that of the information that we seek on the online websites . Reading books improves one’s vocabulary, reading skills and gives us immense knowledge that we can nowhere attain . Books are like a new fantasy that enables us to learn , dream and it makes us immaculate inside out . When one starts reading a book he or she involves herself or himself into the books situation , plot and with it characters that it enables the person to indulge themselves in a imaginary world .

Importance of reading books

“ If you want to know about the person’s real character one must look through the books he is reading “,
this is the most famous saying on books and book readers . Reading books makes a person higher their character and personality. The only way a person can upgrade himself is by reading as much books as he can . Books are like the most special gifts that it never gets older no matter how many times you reopen it . Books are the best solution for solitariness. They can be our best friends who gives us the best gift of all ; knowledge , perspective, and peace . The more one reads a book the more he can learn about the world .
In this fast forwarding world it is necessary for a person to make himself well qualified in every firms and fields and that can only be acquired through the books .

Books , best friends for the students

“There is no friend as loyal as a book”
says Ernest Hemingway . As we know only the language is a skill subject whereas the other subjects, for an instance science and geography are the content subjects which only requires the pupil to memorize the content and write it out on a sheet of paper . Hence, a language speaking and writing on a fair standard can only be acquired through continuous practices. Thus , books helps a student to develop his or her reading skills and vocabulary . When one develops his vocabulary he can simultaneously develop his speaking and writing skills . It is indeed a statement of high means if a person says he or she is a bookaholic . Books gifts us the wings which has incredible power , knowledge , thoughts that enables us to fly higher and higher .

Books , the best journeys

We tend to get lost in the books but the best part is that we find ourselves with the best possible changes . Many books lets us travel through its path , coincide with the characters and lets us live the lives of the book’s characters and its plot . The best gift or an ability that one can be born with is the ability to live with the book and hear the voice of the characters while reading the books . This is the most amazing feeling that a book lover can experience. There are various genre of books for an instance fiction, fantasies, historical , biography ,autobiography ,gothic etc. And all these books gives us different experiences and creates different impact on the reader . This indeed enables the reader live the life the writers fantasies. Thus , it is perfect to remember Stephen Kings words ,

“ Books are the uniquely portable magic “ and the factual Chinese proverb, “ A book is like the garden ,carried in the pocket “.

Book : does it influence a persons life ?

“ Books gives a SOUL to the universe , WINGS to the mind, FLIGHT to the imagination and LIFE to EVERYTHING that is under the sun ! “
A book can influence a persons thoughts , character, attitude and his perception on things , people and ultimately upon world and life . Many books influence the youngsters and provoke them to do better in life . The book “ The Alchemist “ by Paulo Coelho enables the readers understand the poles of life , to take upon whatever the life puts forth us and to move towards the ultimate destination with hope and positive attitude . In the novel , the readers will go through the hurdles that the young boy had to face to reach his goal . This teaches the readers the positive attitude towards life . Another book by the most famous presidents of all times Mr. A.P.J.Abdul Kalam , “ The wings of life “ enables the readers to go through the struggles that the great legend went through to attain ultimate fame and success . This book lets us know that the hard work never lets us down . Various religious epics like Ramayana , Mahabharata, The bible , Quran lets the reader understand the religious rituals, norms , the moralities of the respective religion and these moralities ultimately influence the readers life and mind and his thoughts through his life . Various biographies and autobiographies enables the readers know about the lives of the legends and the obstacles that every men has to surpass to reach their destiny . The books on fantasies such as Cinderella , Beauty and the beast, Snow white, Sleeping beauty and the latest fantasies like the TWILIGHT series enables us to widen our imagination . The fantasy Cinderella and Snow white were created to insist the acceptance of the arrange marriage among the young women of the western world . Thus , every book irrespective of the genre is intended to influence the reader’s life in the best possible way .

“ Reading gives someplace to go when we have to stay where we are “

How it is important to make time to read books ?

Now we live in modern world where time moves fast and people grow and move faster . Our lifestyles has changed in a drastic way . We live in a century where making time to talk with our family members , relatives and even friends has become difficult. Every men and women has their own life and priorities and issues and schedules to deal with . But as it is important to have enough proportion of protein , carbohydrates fats and lipids for the body to function its physical activity and to maintain a good proper metabolism, it is important for the brain to be fed with its essential proteins i.e. books . The quote,

“ Reading to mind, is what exercise is to the body” by Richard Steele ,
Is the best definition on what books does to the man’s life and his thoughts.
Like the apps that are needed to be upgraded to function well it is best to read more and more books to gain more wisdom . If a man reads his books and learns to be influenced by the books that he reads then he is the most gifted human being with the most valuable wit of all.

Conclusion

“ There is more treasure in the book than in all the pirate’s loot on treasure island” by Walt Disney is one of the most authentic quote ever said on a book’s aspect . A human must develop reading habits as it adds to the life the most unexpected thrills and beguiling thoughts . Asking a reader to choose between his reading habit and his other properties is like asking a human to choose between his most essential organs that help him to survive the day . Books to a reader is like the fuel to the automobile , air to the lungs , land to the plants and sky to the earth . It is inevitably the most beautiful , sovereign and modest trait that one can inherit .

“A home without book is the tree without birds”

“The worth of the book is to be measured by what you can carry away from it”

“Reading is the dream with eyes open”

“A book may be irrelevant until its relevance , importance and purpose is discovered through reading”.

With so much ambition and indolence,

Veera’s Pen 🦋🌈🖤

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