Words that mean more than words to me...from Urban dictionary's POV

Sruthi - literally translating to "music," it is also a name commonly given to effervescent and beautiful girls. Their personalities will be kind, outgoing, and sweet despite an openly cynical demeanor. They are loyal to a fault and will be the best kind of friend a person could ask for. Should anyone come across a Sruthi, they should do their best to keep them in their lives; their effort will not be in vain.

Varsha - means rain in sanskrit/hindi. Most girls with the name varsha were born when it rains. And every year on their birthday it rains. Varsha is someone who everyone trusts with their secrets. Varsha gets along with everyone, and radiates beauty everywhere she goes...just like rain. Varsha is also a person who everyone wants to hang out with. Varsha also may seem shy at first but really can be the life of the party. Varsha's have more than one personality and act differently according to who they are with.

Family - A bunch of people who hate each other and eat dinner together

Dad - The parent that takes the most shit. Sure, if you had a shitty father, then go ahead and bitch, but not all of us did. Some of us had great fathers, who really loved us, and weren't assholes. Honestly, if you could see how much damage a mother could do to one's self esteem, you wouldn't even place so much blame on "dear old dad"

Mom - The woman who loves you unconditionally from birth, the one who puts her kids before herself and the one who you can always count on above everyone else.
Just telling her your problems makes you feel better because mom's always know how to make it all go away.
Even if you fight, know that she's just looking out for your best interests.  

Love - The most spectacular,indescribable, deep euphoric feeling for someone.
Love is an incredibly powerful word. When you're in love, you always want to be together, and when you're not, you're thinking about being together because you need that person and without them your life is incomplete. 

Career - Similar to a 'job' or 'work'... Usually means that you are stuck at the same pay level that you start with. No chance for advancement and someone else will pass you for a promotion even if they are less qualified as long as they know the right people (Or have the right parents/family members). Also usually requires a piece of paper that you spent thousands of dollars on which you will never make back. The only people that will give this a thumbs down are people that had their 'education' paid for by their rich parents... They are very defensive when it comes to the truth being spoken out loud... People screw people over to get rich, that is how it works...

 

The first one officially....written officially

Rather than pondering on what to write and delaying the whole process, I decided to write and finish it off - that 'griha pravesham' feeling of writing my first ever blog post. This is all mine! Mine only.. I don't intend to share it with anyone. I will not duplicate anyone's ideas, neither borrow nor steal. What I write, I am solely accountable and can be held against.

Quite ironical that my first ever official blog is written from office in Mumbai.. officially.. on the last day of my work. Yes.. today is my last day at work in Mumbai. Another ten days I will be back home in Coimbatore shuttling between our family and my family.
To all those who do not know me and visited this blog by mistake:
I, the musical pitch is a 'normal' homo sapien of the softer gender.. naah.. the weaker gender.. or the more attractive gender.. However you may call it! With over two decades of seeing life and living it, very few things can be told about me. While the others have to be felt and experienced.

Similar to one of my craziest decisions to relocate to Mumbai 5 months ago in search of greener pastures, I quit (put down my papers) out of the blue with no specific reason in mind. To my employer I said 'health', to family I said 'unhappy and home-sick', to my boy-friend 'disturbed and looking forward to a life' and to my friends it is 'the much needed break in my life'. What it is in reality, only I know... a feeling that cannot be written because it is mixed, jumbled letters, words, thoughts. It is pain and pleasure, it is joy and sadness, confidence and insecurity. Deep down I know what I am worth, what I can do, how many people's lives I have made a difference to - personally and professionally. And I also know 'this is the need of the hour'. I am doing no good to myself or the people around by being unhappy. I am slowly confusing myself and killing the actual me. I would never want to do it. So, I break all those social and societal chains to pursue my head and it says 'rest and rejuvenate  - All is well!!'