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NIL SINE LABORE:
Sanjeev Menon
English Post 5:An Unusual Thing That Happened
Posted with Love, Sanjeev Menon on Tuesday, January 27, 2009THIS IS THE LAST POST OF MY
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Ever thought of facing one of life's toughest challenges when you don't expect it.Maybe its a bit too soon for you and meto face this but there may just come a moment in your life where there is a high risk of such an occurence.Some may have already passed this moment while others havent.Today,i would just like to share with you the story of a teenage girl,a girl with the will power to fight against her destiny and come out succesful.Though every story may or may not have its ups and downs,this incident is set to inspire us and instill within our very own minds the true meaning of determination.
Her name is Nitya,aged 16.My last trip to Kerala,India provided me the sound opportunity to see that teen wonder.I reside in the temple town of Thrissur.Along my stay there,was the annual inter-school Youth Festival.This usually involved lots of activities ranging from shooting to writing and also to theatrical perfomances.As I was free along the vacations,I made time to watch the programmes and events that took place only a stone's throw away from my house.As per schedule,I decided to attend the 'Bharatnatyam'(Indian Classical dance) event along with my grandmother.There were many competitors and one of those was Nitya from Sacred Heart Girls' Convent,Thrissur.The atmosphere was tense.Then a call came from the announcer that Nitya was unable to reach the perfomance venue as there was a bus strike in the state.Nitya's will power did not lack a second as she moved forward and pleaded her dad to provide transport to the venue.Hurriedly,they took a rickshaw and the kind man offered a free ride.In a moment of folly,she dressed and climbed the stairs towards the stage.The staircase was a roller type.Her dress as well as her leg got caught in between.Despite the fact that she tried to take it out, nothing happened.
Then,the organisers of the programme tried their best to pull it out but to no avail.The only choice was to call the ICDF,Indian Civil Defence Force.The ICDF removed the rollers and extrcted her foot cautiously.The health care nurse suggested that she be brought to the hospital for further treatment.Nitya,broke down in tears upon hearing that she was unable to perform.The organisers dashed in and spoke to Nitya.They said that she could only perform if the doctor permitted her to.She pleaded and of course,the doctor ecstatically agreed.She was in high hopes.
Life.It's full of ups and downs.It affects us so much to an extent that we are unable to bear it any further and that moment is the most sorrowful moment of our life called death.Some people suffer so much that its their destiny,their fate to commit suicide.Imagine the amount of depression that the families of the victim face....That's just what I saw when I went to Mumbai this year.I felt as though it was such a privilege for me to even stay in a HDB flat in such a cosmopolitan city,Singapore.
Phobia.It's probably the worst feelings you would want to have during your lifespan.Seriously,come to think of it..............Imagine yourself facing the worst fears of your life right in front of you.It just seems so hard to apprehend it..Well,growing as a toddler,then a young boy and now to a teen. So,what engulfed in me this phobia, and what was the phobia that caused me to suffer all these years??
Now,i solemly swear to tell you maybe the darkest secret of my life.(No,please don't laugh)Rain,yes rain.Rain seems like such a small thing to you.(maybe) but for me its terror.Simply speaking,I dread rain,the thoughts and everything that is related to this natural errata.Most of you maybe laughing your heads off or even thinking is there a limit to idiosyncrasy. All my life it was made clear to me that getting wet in the rain was equal to that of dying.So,with such a negative exposure towards rain,I considered it as an enemy.Despite the fact that at the age of 10,I learnt the water cycle.I continued to see rain as a bane than a boon.After completing the chapter on water cycles,I accepted rain, only as a fact of nature;not something to enjoy so avidly.
A mere two days after, I met the most exhilarating and adventurous girl by the name of Shenaya as she became our tenant.Being as tough as nails, she explained to me some of her experiences throughout the world.Adopting me as her nephew, we became good friends.My parents liked the influence she had over me and never questioned whatever I did as long as I was with Shenaya.
One day,we decided to take a walk down the reservoir that stood opposite my house.The sun was shining but upon or way back it began to drizzle.'Oh no!!!' I muttered out silently.{How's that possible?Whatever???}Reacting as life had taught me, I began to run as fast as I could to the nearest shelter a mere 150m away.Shenaya ran behind me and followed.Shenaya caught me in a vice-like grip.'No,You shall bare this no more....'Aghast, I explained to her but to no avail. She let go of my hand and I saw it falling.A few drops landed on me .I began to feel them with my soft, smooth skin.It felt like purewater.one dropped on my forehead,then the nose and so on.As the rain drops grew heavier,the wider I spread my arms trying to enjoy the pelting rain.My hair was a mess.(Who cares???)The rain drops spread across my printed tee and it began to tickle but it too fun to lose out on. I muttered 'Heck' and decided to because it was right to do so. I had possibly missed out on the world's most beautiful natural extravaganza. It was just contagious.
After that, almost every rain, i enjoy it with utmost concentration.If not for Shenaya, who knows till today I would have had the phobia of Rain. God bless you,Shenaya!!!
Warmest Regards,
Sanjeev Menon