A forgotten myth...

I always knew that the male kind from Jane Austen books never existed. Well, at least in my world. But, I secretly hoped that guys would be gallant. As a matter of fact, every girl does.

I am sure that most of the male population say that they are gallant/chivalrous. "Hey, I pay for my girlfriend", one might say to prove that he is gallant. Mind you, he does not want to be gallant; he just wants to prove that he is. Monetary gallantry is not really gallantry. She is your girlfriend. Pay for her. There is nothing to be proud about that.

In their minds, gallantry towards the general female species probably just means not stamping you on the foot in a crowded bus or in some rare cases letting you board a bus before he does. Guys today probably live by that definition.

At times, I am appalled that men are so oblivious to the simplest of courtesies.

Don’t let her walk, when you drive.

Don’t let her wait, while you probably are still asleep.

Don’t take her for granted.

Don’t assume.

For some odd reason, men apply the above only to family and of course the girlfriend. Mind you even friends are not included in this small circle in their small minds.

He might be your friend. You might be upset that he wasn’t caring enough. If you confront him the answer might be like, “Sorry. It never struck me” If you don’t, he is happily oblivious to the fact that you are upset, and expect you be all rosy when he talk the next time. And if you are not, before you know it, he is complaining to his friends that you have been acting uptight recently, and that he does not know the reason why.

What is even worse? You talk to you brother/another guy friend about it, and he says, “Don’t make a big deal out of it.” This is when your BFF comes into play. There are a few things that only girl friends can provide, and that being unconditional love, care, and support. Because she knows that, she needs it too. You can whine all you want. She will not advise or criticize. She'll just say, "It's alright. I'm there for you".

It is rare to have a male friend who will treat you like you want to. One who is worried about you. Worried that you are safe. Worried that you happy. Reading between the lines. Hoping that you are alright. If you do have a one. He is truly a George Knightley indeed.

The Ian Bell Run Out

The English crowd boo the Indian cricketers as they are making their way onto the ground from the dressing room. Not to be outdone by their public, the English media surround the Indian team, and start clicking away photographs salivating at the prospect of 

and many such fancy headlines for their front-page news. They are literally in the face of the Indian cricketers. Nice job guys. The English cricketers though applaud the Indian team, as the team enters the ground. A sarcastic response to the so-called unsportsmanlike behavior of the Indian team, it is assumed.

All this drama happens owing to the fact that the Indians appealed for a LEGITIMATE run out. I agree that the appeal was controversial but it was valid nonetheless. The English cricketers were unhappy, and Ian Bell - the batsman involved - particularly so.

I would have liked Dhoni not appeal for the run out (I take this back. Ian Bell is a scumbag.). But he did. It all happened in the heat of the moment. He was getting frustrated that Bell keeps going on and on. Things like this have happened in the past, and they will still kell keeps going on and on. Things like this have happened in the past, and they will still keep happening.

As the commentators discuss about the ongoing jeering from the crowd, out walks Ian Bell amidst a suddenly roaring crowd. Reason being? The Indian team and the captain withdrew the appeal. I absolutely feel that there was no need for MS to have taken the appeal back. But he just did. MS, you're the man!

And then one of the gentlemen in the commentary box says, "They are cheering for the Indian team, for withdrawing the appeal" Really? You think so. No you don't. You pretty well know that they are cheering for Ian Bell, and Ian Bell only.

So what's left? A bloody embarrassed English crowd and Media. All that booing and intimidation accounts for naught! Go hide your faces in the closet, or even better run your front-pages like this

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Duplicity

“Do as Romans when in Rome” – many people have misinterpreted this proverb. They have translated it like, “Behave like a King when you are really a pauper”. No offence to Kings or paupers; it is just a reference.

I find it very absurd and annoying when people pretend. Do not pretend who you are. Not only are you throwing people off from who you really are but you are also paving way for future disappointments.

When you pretend it shows how much you respect yourself. People with low esteem pretend; they consider themselves not worthy of the people and the things in their life. Why else would they pretend?

You look pathetic when you try to pull off that uber-chick and cool-dude attitude when you really are not. Call me caustic, but I am just being plain honest.

Don’t ask “Whaddup?” to your close friend. Ask him/her, “Machi epdi iruka?” or “Donkey, epdi di iruka?” depending on the context. Pretending will make your friend either jolt or bolt; depending on how stupid you sounded. The friend is probably never going to talk to you the same way he or she did in the past. Worst, he/she might never talk to you at all.

While you are so busy pretending to be someone else, you lose your real self along the way. It might get you the temporary attention you want (not need); but it will destroy the permanent relationships you need.

The more you pretend the more frustrated you become with yourself. Moreover, pretending can take its toll on your mental health as well. You should recall the famous Vadivelu dialogue here, “Nanum evlo neram dhan valikadha madhiriye nadikiradhu!”

Remember the people who like the real you are probably the ones who are going to stick to you for a lifetime. However, if you tick them off you are probably never going to get them back.

Do not question the way you are. Accept and cherish it. You will probably be happier than you ever imagined.

P.S.
I wrote this to give vent to my frustration. So people please bear with me for my rudeness!

Physically Killed

We all hear about students procrastinating stuff, but in our first semester, it was the other way around. Out physics professor was a lazy lamebrain. Owing to an unprecedented holiday, few of us missed one of our lab sessions, and so we were not able to complete an experiment. Unfortunately, we did not have another lab hour before the end-semester exams either.

We literally stalked our professor, hoping that he would arrange an extra hour in the lab so that we could finish the pending experiment. Irritated with our incessant stalking, he casually rang up the physics lab. After a minute-long conversation, he turned towards us, “Go to the lab. Dhamodharan (The HOD) sir will be there. Complete the experiment that you have not done. Do not disturb the students who are already there." We were very happy.

As instructed, we went to the lab and requested the HOD to grant us permission to complete our experiments. He contemplated on letting us in for a while, and then said, “No”. We explained that our physics professor had sent us there; pleading that it was the last chance to finish our experiments. All the begging and tears did nothing to his indifferent attitude. We left the place cursing the man, "Sottai!"

We approached professor again, and he cast a diffident look towards us. When we explained the situation he just smiled, "Ponga ma naan paathukuren. ungaluku exam la nee endha experiment pannalayo adha naan varama paathukuren"(Do not worry, I will see to it that you don't get the experiment that you didn't do in the end-semester  exams) We were relieved. We gleefully copied down the readings for the experiment that each of us did not do. And to top it all, my friend Sush was the first to get the lab record finished and signed (even though she didn't do an experiment)

Finally, the day arrived…

We were all busy discussing what we had learnt and what we had not. We were nervous when we entered the lab. Since I was the last person on roll, I did not have any choice while choosing experiments. I was praying that I do not get Spectrometer, and my luck lands me in trouble yet again. There it was. Written in red ink, it mocked me. "Find the wavelength...”. My eyes began to search for my professor, and he was there indeed. I told him that I had not done the experiment. Immediately the HOD pounced on me, "You have to do it"

Earlier, I got one of my friends to explain how to do the experiment-to find the wavelength of visible light using a spectrometer. She was generous enough to explain it to me. I was satisfied that at least I know how do to the experiment, that I failed to notice I did not know how to do the calculations. Now the thought of doing calculations daunted me. As I stood stranded in the dark room (spectrometer experiments are done there), I heard a hiss. I thought someone wanted to help me. Nopes, with my luck it was a guy who didn't remember the diagram for another experiment involving spectrometer. Then I drew a rough diagram of his experiment. He thankfully noted it down. The dark atmosphere left a nauseating feeling, worsened even more by the fact that I did not know the calculations. I did do the experiment, and had noted down readings and did some calculations as much as I knew. I sneaked out of the room and showed it to my professor *Damn it, I had still trusted him* He said it was right and I could not be happier in my life. I was almost in the stars.

Triumphantly I stepped in for viva-voce. It was then that our sottai HOD went for bull's eye.

He looked at my readings and calculations. He called me n accused me," Nee reading mug up panni iruka"(You have memorized the readings). I was caught off-guard. It was an offense and an offense that affected my integrity. I haughtily refused it. Then he made me to explain every detail, of how the experiment is done, and I did it with pride. Then he told me my calculations were wrong and I would lose 20 marks for it. I was left in tears. He said, "Viva-voce attend pannu". (You may now attend your viva-voce) I was not in a situation to do it. I badly needed those 20 marks to prove my worth. The external examiner asked me a simple question, "Define Interference". I blurted out the definitions amidst some sobbing and tears. She was very considerate towards me, seeing how caustic our HOD had behaved, that she said that I could leave. I left the lab indignantly and fuming anger towards my HOD. I cursed the man, and I still do, "May his children n grandchildren be granted a similar fate and flunk in all their physics exams"

Moreover, it so happened that Sush had to do "Newton's rings" experiment, which of course she had not done earlier. Talking about tough luck, we have seen it all! And she suffered a similar fate. Finally, we got our end-semester results. I got a 79.7 which was good enough to be 9th overall, while the topper got a whooping 84. I hit an all-time low in my physics lab exams notching up a 75, while my counterparts got marks in the range of 95-100. I quickly calculated my average in theory subjects alone, and got a 76.4 which was the highest among all

This was how I was PHYSICALLY KILLED!