Secret of my willpower!

This post is dedicated to the person who has been the cheerleader to me... Thanks dear for sending me this.... It is the best motivation letter I have ever got... As soon as I read this, I was all pepped up. It was more like listening to "Hum Honge Kaamiyaab..."
Dear readers, here the motivational letter for you....

All the best to your efforts. Times come when good people are questioned and doubted of their abilities. What differentiates the best with the good is the grit. Reminds me of a song, 'Jeena kya jeevan se haar ke...jeena kya jeevan se haar ke'! Go baby, show the world! You have got your life at stake, show them your best! You have got nothing more to do in this life...this is your only aim now...this is why you will live for some time...you wont rest until you have proven yourself; and only to yourself. You wont find salvation in succumbing to the pressure. You will fight until there is any steam left in you. You will return home only after giving your best shot. You will sleep in the night guilt-free of having given your best shot. You will win yourself in winning the world. I know of only one Arathi in you and it is the one that will take you further up the road, to your destiny. You dont have to rule the world. The world will bow to you itself. Mark my words!

Whether the world will bow to me or not... I bow to you and thank you for sending me this.

Importance of Vacuum in Life

I am travelling by train back to Hyderabad. The ambience is very dull and boring. I am not talking about the vacuum of someone in life or not even about missing someone. Could you just wait for couple of moments (or rather sentences) before you come to any conclusions. I am not talking of missing someone in my life or about knowing the importance of a person in his/her absence.


After having so many chegodis and samosas and chips (all oily stuff), I feel so thirsty. Yet no amount of water seems to quench the parched throat. How about a glass of buttermilk! The very thought of it makes me feel wanting it all the more! Just in time a vendor passes by our compartment. But before I can call out for him, he goes away, out of ear-shot. And I am left wondering how to call him. How about "Hey Bhaiyya!"? But there are lot more Bhaiyyas around and it is not so specific to him. "Hey Buttermilk!" sounds so weird... It is not the buttermilk carrying the Bhaiyya; it is the other way round! Ha ha ha...


While I am contemplating on how to call him, he turns around, and heads back towards us. I am overjoyed and immediately catch his eye by waving my hand... And then I wish he would not assume I am saying "Bye!" or gesturing him to go away... Ha ha ha

Needless to say, I buy a packet of buttermilk and am given a free straw in return. I pul at the edge of the packet to tear a hole and put the straw into the hole. And start sucking at the straw. And all that goes into my mouth is air! Gusts of air but no buttermilk to quench my thirst! Just imagine my plight!

I dont have to rack my brains for long to find out why I cannot get any liquid through the straw. You see... my basic foundations of science are really good! It is vacuum that enables us to suck stuff against gravity. In our case, we suck and create vacuum in the straw and then the buttermilk gushes up to fill in that vacuum... Now what stops me from creating the vacuum in the straw?

A tiny hole somewhere in the straw is stopping the whole packet of buttermilk to get in from the bottom... How to stop it? Oh no! I dont need any cello-tape or glue to cover the tiny hole. Instead do you know what I do? I snap the straw into two pieces and use the bit of straw without the hole to drink the buttermilk... Nice na?

I know all this may be a very stupid thing to write about. But I am just too excited to realize that I really put my theoritical science knowledge to use! :-)