The Lizzie McGuire Movie

CUT CUT CUT .... This one is "The Lizzie Ma Ghar Ki" Movie
Coming soon ;)

Love is Physics,Chemistry ,Biology,Geography and History ;)

A great scientist once expressed His thoughts on Love as:

"No, this trick won't work...How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?"

I can never challenge this Great Scientist in his field of expertise , but I definitely defer on this thought of His.
And I wish I could explain it personally to Him :) .

Love is physics, cause the law of attraction is in action;
Love is chemistry, cause it involves reactions;
Love is biology, cause two hearts are into action;
It's also, Geography,cause it can go beyond frontiers of any location,
And its History, cause "Love" has been there since Generations ;
But , It can also be a Mystery , of hidden Emotions.

This great Man is none other than Albert Einstein :)

Today’s Activity: Garbage Cleaning and Sorting.

Ok, Listen, neither have I joined the Municipality nor have I got into Rag picking. But at the same time, let me also tell you that, I have outmost respect to those people “The Garbage Cleaners” who are responsible for cleaning and dumping the municipal waste. It’s not an EASY job.
But, at least they are sure that what they are dumping is garbage.

The Garbage that I am referring to is the “Digital Garbage” that has got piled up on my system. All thanks to the internet (and the good broadband speeds), that helps me download every other article or rather stuff that looks interesting and most of which gets stacked up for “Later Reads”.
The only thing is like all other guys this “Later guy” keeps telling later and later, till finally I lose all interest in Him :-). At the same time, I don’t feel like dumping Him :-( .Who knows someday, my interest in Him could be rekindled ;-).

I’m sure every other person who is reading this would agree that they are digitized but not completely sanitized from this digital mess. It also doesn’t mean that we don’t organize our data. We all do organize our important data; it’s just that, like in our Life, priorities change with time, similarly some data that was important till yesterday seems to take a backseat today. In simple words, what I mean is that, these are the data that needs to move into the Backup disk and thereby make space for our current critical data. (ok ,ok ... I know we all know that , it's just a reminder)

And, just like in real life, never trust the “Later Guy” :-).
Let’s not pile up our disk with those “Later Reads”. I am not sure, how faithfully I am going to follow this piece of advice that was suggested by my very own brain,but, I will definitely give it a try. Or may be, I would set a time period within which I should go through those not so important data or simply dump it after the elapsed time.

No storage disk made till date can compete against the capability of the “Human Memory”.
3 cheers to the Human Brain “Hip hip hurray” “Hip hip hurray” “Hip hip hurray” :-)

Thoughts that drain from my insane Brain ....

At any given time,the only space a creature owns, is that space in the universe, where it is at that moment of time.
Then why is this whole commotion of who belongs where ?
Girija
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Intensity propels your Curiosity and brings you closer to it's vicinity.
Girija
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Anything in excess can spoil a well defined recipie. Be it in Food or in Life.
Girija
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One is never alone till the soul leaves the body. Your thoughts accompany You everywhere You go.
Girija
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Moms go to school twice in their lifetime, the 2nd time is when their kids are attending school :) .Not sure about Dads.
Girija
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Attraction that causes Distraction is Infatuation .
Girija
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I don't fear Death , but I don't want to be there when it happens.
Woody Allen
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A message from the "Huge Hot Yellow Pot"

The Sun is a huge Yellow Pot, which is very hot;
As I walked out into the Day, I felt Hot hot hot;
And so I gave the Sun, an angry shot and continued to walk to finish my day’s plot;
“My dear child”, called out the huge Yellow Hot pot,
I wasn’t as hot as you thought;
In all the comfort that you sought,
In all the war’s that you fought;
You have maimed me & made me rot;
You forgot all the lesson’s that my friend “Nature” has taught;
And now, you blame me for all the discomfort, that you yourself have bought;
Wake up my Child, it’s never too late to follow the lessons that my friend “Nature” has taught.
Girija A

Thoughts that drain from my insane Brain continued...

Even when we fought,
In our silence, togetherness still we sought;
With you, I love those fights
For I know, they would end up with your love bites :-);
Said the Shore to the Ocean, I would wait for you to come back & hug me tight,
For the Ocean and the Shore , It's Love at every Sight.

Adoption

No womb shall be barren,
For the soul that is love laden;
The unseen umbilical Cord,is blessed to those, by the Lord
For He knows, only those shall give Life, by adopting a Child.

Thoughts that Drain from my insane Brain

Every nerve in my Vein
that reaches my Brain ;
Is where your thoughts have created it's Terrain.
No wonder it drives me insane
Again and Again .
But still I love the accompanying Pain ,
As there is nothing to lose , just your ever living loving memoirs to Gain.
The ones that accompany me , even as I walk the lonely Lane.
Girija
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One Liners

In Life , many a times, we end up doing difficult things very easily & find it very difficult accomplish easy things .
Girija Acharya.
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God gaves us real eyes to realise real lies .
Unknown ...
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Hazards of having UNCOMMON LETTERS in your Name

When I was born, my Parents came up with a very unique and beautiful name by which I would be known ever after. I was named “Girija”. I guess, they never thought how exceptionally unique it would be at the global level :-).

Literally translated, 'Girija' means Mountain Born. 'Girija’ is a name of one form of the feminine aspect of God as understood by the Hindu religion, namely the goddess Parvati, the wife of Lord Siva. She is also referred to (in Sanskrit) as 'parvatha raja tanaya', meaning the daughter of the King of the Mountains, as she was born to King Himalaya. (Btw , I'm the daughter of King Vishnu and Queen Vijaya (my parents :-) )
Also, in Hindi, the national language of my country India “Girija Ghar” means “A Church”.

Now coming back to the actual topic, the hazardous letters in my name happens to be “J”. Or rather it’s the combination or G, R & J .
I can understand if a non-Indian finds it difficult to pronounce my name, but most of my fellow countrymen also end up pronouncing it incorrectly :-( .
It’s so simple “GI - RI - JA”
So here I am quoting all possible ways that people pronounce (rather manipulate) my name “GIRIJA” and at times even give up the effort of pronouncing it.

Girja : This happens to be people’s favourite. None of the letters in my name are silent ,still everyone ends up eating "A" .
(In Hindi language Girja means “Fall down”:-( )

One of my school teachers used to almost hizzzz while calling me: “Girzza” .She ate up the “I” and then messed up “J” with “ZZ”. And trust me; I despised her every time she called my name.

My two cute little nieces have their own style of calling me .The elder one used to call me “Girisha” when she was 2-3 years old. The younger one who is 2.5 years old calls me “Gija”
:-) .(And I luv their style.)

However, one of colleagues also calls me “Gija”. Actually, he says "Girija" so fast that it sounds like “Gija”.

Malaysian and Singaporean Colleagues from my ex-company Soundbuzz used to call me “Geeeja”.
May be that’s the Asia pacific style of pronouncing my name :).

Here’s one incident, when I was in London at the clients office. On the eve of Christmas, our client had organized “Secret Santa”. Secret Santa is basically a fun game wherein you pick up a cheet with someone’s name & get a gift for that person. There was this babe from the client side who was giving away the gifts. (Though it was Secret Santa, I knew which gift belonged to me, and who had got it for me). She picked up the gift that belonged to me, made an attempt to read out my name, made a weird face (as if that was the toughest tongue twister that she had ever encountered) and kept it back. She gave away some more of the gifts, then again picked up the one that belonged to me and tried again to read out my name, and again kept it back. Finally, there were just 3-4 gifts left. She again picked up my gift , called one of her colleague’s and asked him to read it out .He almost put up a point blank expression on his face , as if that was the most toughest word that he had ever encountered in his whole life . For no reason, I was feeling embarrassed and frustrated. However, just to make their task easier, I walked up to them & told “That’s me.”

There’s this very recent incident wherein one of our European clientele spelt my name as “Ginija”.And, I wonder if she has been referring to me as “Gini pig” :-( (guinea pig).

However, Now I have become resilient to the way people call me :-).Thankfully, my colleagues have cut short my name to “Giri” and made it easier for them.