A lot happened here..

Such a gap for around two months is really a bit long period to accept myself as a bad blogger. Of course there are reasons behind this; anyway I hope this won’t happen again. This post is to solve two issues. Firstly to break the gap in blogging and as a start to continue with many more posts describing new things that happen around me. I have also planned to write about other things also, specifically about various accessories that we use normally.

Defending oneself.

I would like to share about behavior( in my aspects). The role of an individual as a defender starts right from the womb.He forcibly gets his survival needs(nutrients and food)from mother, this act continues through out the life, because there is a need to defend in some way or the other to get a thing for which many compete.
As said Charity begins at home, everything starts focused on personal needs at least till they are either fulfilled or suppressed(controlled). In both the case there is a purpose to defend, if it is to be fulfilled then there is a need to defend the external barriers that avoid the need from being fulfilled. Otherwise there is a need to defend mental constraints that invoke the desire towards the need. Thus it is the defender's(oneself) option to choose.

What does OLLG stands for?

My friends asked me this question after visiting my online profiles. This is just a name I choose as nick name, in blogging and most of my online accounts. I’m don't think it resemble or refers anybody else.

To define how I came out with this name. It's mere co-incidence. When I started an Neopets( online community) account, my pet wants a name and I thought a name as HISAS. Similarly this name strikes my mind when I was asked for a user name in a PTC site. After words I was grabbed by that name and started using the same every where.

Maybe this is not an interesting reason to share, don’t mind. I don't want anyone to think like "What does OLLG stands for?".

Vadapalani to coimbedu...

It is just a distance of around 3 Km from Vadapalani bus stop to Coimbedu. Yesterday after Mr.Venkatachalam dropped me in Alwarthirunagar bus stop, this whole story get started.

I had to go to Thirumangalam where Mr.Prasad was waiting for me, i got into the next bus that goes to Vadapalani. From Vadapalani bus stop I started to walk to the place where the buses to Coimbedu will stop.

While walking I found a bus, that comes out of vadapalani bus stand, crossing me with a board showing Vadapalani to Coimbedu. So it is going to Coimbedu as it should, I ran and caught the bus at nearby signal, Also I got a seat to mention.

I got a pass so i didn't ask for a ticket( If I did it might have helped me).The bus started moving towards T.Nagar and thought that it would go through T.Nagar, but that's not the case happening then.

Actually the bus was going to T.Nagar(with a wrong board in back), when I realise this fact I was alighted in T.Nagar bus stand around 10 Km away from vadapalani itself.

Now it's time to return, So I got into a bus that goes to Ambattur as the both boards of the bus claims. It goes by Thirumangalam only. It was around 5.30 when the bus left me at Thirumangalam, still the return was quiite a fast travel.

For a 3 Km journey, I traveled around 20 Kms quite long and time consuming, It should have drained my pocket if i didn't had that Rs.600 pass.

Meeting the difference...

Today early morning, in that same bus i used to move out to my college, I got my eyes on the same conductor who's actions indeed made me think a lot and scribble a post in my blog about anger. But this to my surprise everything went smoothly.

As I was stretching my arm with the pass , so that he could well before see it without asking me or even turning to my face.

Yes, sometimes each and everything becomes a hard nut to crack but on another day it becomes easier than ever. This makes me feel I have part to play in making things happening to me harder or like later one.

Part of play between life and death

Ya I feel this title would suit this subject. Exactly two days seven hours and 10 minutes, Cute little lady gave birth to four young ones in a space selected precisely by her(within a cement ring).

Nothing confusing I hope so.She is own of our pet, Bablu as we call it.This was not her first delivery though.

Regarding the new arrivals to my home, Obviuosly all are of same colour as the mother except one which is differently, brown in colour while its mother is full shiny black.

Last time there were five of them in which only one got a good place as it was male,My uncle and family in their visit to our house picked him and now he is doing really good.But the other four guys, they were in our home for around 6 months, after which we realised that no one is willing to have them in their house as pets. So we unwittingly took them to leave at Blue Cross in velachery.

Bablu was a staut and dwarf creature which was told as belonging to spitz genre in dogs.Unlike the usual saying that dogs wont allow anyone to reachout its little ones, but she does allow us to take them in hands, If we started moving with them in hands she follows us with an eye on her kid (even into the rooms).

Anger an epidemic viral...factor

It just happened today morning,when i was pulled into my usual routine.Everything started smoothly to say .I got the usual bus to my college ,but here the conductor who seems a little bit tensed came behind me and stretched his bare hands as a sign of requesting money for giving ticket.

As I got a bus pass i showed him, after seeing it he criticised me that

I should have told him that before instead of working in my mobile

ya here comes the scene,this statement with a taste of rudeness in it spreaded like an virus left freely into human blood. I think i was considered as the next vector for this virus ,because as i got scolded I will be feeling like an under-stimulated bot, Inorder to hide it from being exposed I should afford the need of anger, to make myself rude.Thus if this had happened i just imagine that the anger I worn will be spreaded to others also by me for that whole day or untill it survives.

Fortunately i accepted that scold with a bleak smile at him, as if I was responsible for that and thereby i am not its vector any more. But still as the words being spilled by him attacks the co passengers in that, I am able to see rapid mood change of the driver who was claimed to be silent started spilling the same anger (by rude words like the conductor) on a woman who get into the bus slowly.

May be he might have got the idea of supporting his collegue (conductor), otherwise he should be short tempered, whatever.

As I grasp the entire situation.This meek and invisible characteristic and delibrately owned by living things faces me like a virus which is parasitic in nature and can survive only within any living material.