Many things about me
If I treated me…
Anxiety
Brain Bugs
Ping !
She always said I was domesticated
148 As a 1930s husband, I am Very Superior |
Scoring:
0-24 - Very Poor (Failure)
25-41 - Poor
42-58 - Average
59-75 - Superior
76+ - Very Superior
This is 148 out of 200. Maybe my score was higher because I indicated I’m okay with my anipra.
Whoops in my dreams !
Self appraisal form

Had to fill my self appraisal form for the year 2009.
It’s very difficult to say what is your strength and weakness are.
But I had to do it. I do not want to show my weakness, which
others is yet to be aware of.
To fill the form, I made a list of tasks/acheivements and later
edited it for clarity. Few of the questions I asked in the process are:
2. What are my critical skills in my business?
3. What are the developments that I had when compared to
4. What are new skills, process that I learned ?
5. Did I hinder any tasks?
6. Did I volunteer to additional tasks and responsibilty?
7. What are the new capabilities that I need to carry out my
8. About my communication skills?
9. What kind of influence I had on my team?
10. What are the skills that I lack?
11. My dedication and punctuality.
12. Did I acheive my previous year goals?
13. How could I improve?
14. How could I prove?
Rajini-60 : Tribute To Thalaivar !
Disclaimer
Sridharan anna & Maya anni Anniversary Wishes
Happy Birth day dude Bharathi
Happy Birth day dude BharathiWhy is system design such
Why is system design such a time consuming, eating-your-head task.I am sure the outcomes are much worthier than the toil for a perfect
Design. Gifted are those who are software engineers, as of now.
Hectic week ahead and I was expecting to have fun atleast during
The coming weekend. Forecasts show that Mr.Snow is coming
Down his way this weekend spoiling the show. Snow, snow go away ;-)
Currently listening yanni’s one mans dream... Wow!!
Note 5
Paint by numbers
Things I have learned
Things I have learned in my life so far.
- Complaining is silly. Either act or forget.
- Thinking life will be better in the future is stupid. I have to live now.
- Being not truthful works against me.
- Helping other people helps me.
- Organizing a charity group is surprisingly easy.
- Everything I do always comes back to me.
- Drugs feel great in the beginning and become a drag later on.
- Over time I get used to everything and start taking it for granted.
- Money does not make me happy.
- Traveling alone is helpful for a new perspective on life.
- Assuming is stifling.
- Keeping a diary supports my personal development.
- Trying to look good limits my life.
- Worrying solves nothing.
- Material luxuries are best enjoyed in small doses.
- Having guts always works out for me.
Haitus- Or Not?
At some points this blog has been my life, the only reason to get out
of bed was to post. The only thing to do, the only achievable thing,
another way not to fail. Failure was not to log onto wordpress and
not to answer my emails. Achievement was to leave a comment on
someone else’s blog, a simple life, lonely life, this place encompassed
it. Without it this place feels like a dark, lonely place. Its lonely logging
onto wordpress and knowing I can’t write, I have filled endless pieces
of paper with thoughts but it’s not the same. I have no idea what to do
with this place. Don’t know if I over reacted on Christmas Eve, don’t
know at all. Don’t know if they don’t know and don’t know what to do,
don’t even know if they don’t know I don’t know. This confusion, its
churning in my head, around and around. Relentless. I need here, and
I want here.
Memories are all I have left only for you ANIPRA
To my knees.
No matter how hard I try, I feel frail, weak, and afraid to leave
My shell.Forever falling asleep on a pillow full of tears.
My heart feeling brittle, without fail, my blood leaving a trail.
I scream out, Will any one save me from myself, or will I have
To continue to fall?'
Falling into the depth of my mind, swallowed by those ghoulies
Of my memories,Afraid to even try to fight back.
I can hear the inconsistent laughter of these demons in my brain,
Rumbling through my head like a speeding train.
No matter how much I cry, I will never let you see a tear
Streak down my cheek.
I at least am not weak enough to let you see me, at my
Breakdowns peak.After a while of tear streaked pain,
I let it, knowing that i can't wash it all away, push it away,
Or wish every bit of it always. But, I know that it has not
Completely disappeared,Since nothing can ever go away for ever.
Between sleep & awake
Most people don’t understand what it is like to get lost in
Between sleep and awake. They never understand how
Vast a place, can fit in the space, between your ears, and
How your fears can become your weighty truth. Your life
Can become a nightmare in a minute, and it can happen to
You, because it happened to me, and I used to be you,
Before That Night. I was all of you, I was a normal person.
I had kinks and quirks and I made some stupid mistakes,
But I was just the same as any person on the street.
I could have been your brother, or your son. Or if you
Like, maybe I was your victim. Maybe I was the boy who sat
Next to you on the bus this morning. Maybe I served you in
The pub. Maybe you tried to sell me insurance on the phone
This afternoon. I look no different, I haven’t sprouted another
Head, my hair hasn’t fallen out, I haven’t turned green.
Maybe I’m sitting beside you as you read this. No one could
Ever know just by looking, the pictures in my head.
MSS Mudhal MSS Varai

The hearts of all carnatic music lovers and non-lovers.
M.S.Subbulakshmi and her husband once stayed at
Pollachi in an Apartment. After lunch one day, MS began
Singing for the small gathering of friends who had assembled
In the apartment. To their dismay, repairs in the adjoining
Apartment provided a steady accompaniment of hammer
Knocks and metal sawing. MS’s host was embarrassed but
Said was helpless. MS alone seemed unconcerned and
Went on singing...
I’m Back!!!
First of all, I owe an apology to those faithful readers of my blog. I disappeared without a word and looking back on it, that was a very bad decision on my part. So, I’m sorry.
At the time of my last post, I was spending a lot of time thinking about and living ANXIETY. I was watching videos on YouTube from other anxiety suffers, I was surfing websites for more information, and I had joined an online support group. I think it was joining the support group that put me over the top. It was wonderful to connect with people who were like me and it comforted me. However, I was finding that my support group were spending their entire day talking about anxiety. Be it posting on messages boards, chatting in a forum, creating blog posts, etc. etc.
I was trying to get away from anxiety not get more involved with it so I decided to just shut everything off. I didn’t want to lose anymore time to anxiety. My days were full of anxiety and anything that called for more attention on anxiety, at that moment, was a bad thing.
Now I am back at a place where I can once again begin to write about my experience. I am no longer spending hours upon hours surfing the Internet, searching for comfort. I still have anxiety and I will for the rest of my life. I have finally accepted that but that doesn’t mean that anxiety needs to run my life. Anxiety doesn’t define who I am. I am not an anxiety suffer.
I still see a psychologist every three weeks and will continue to do so. I am learning a lot about myself and how to have more control and most importantly live in the present moment.
Check list for moving to your new home
September 2nd, 2009
Newspaper delivery
Milk Delivery
Telephone*
Gas*
Water *
Electricity*
Security company if house alarm is monitored
Sky TV (they require prior notice)
Other things to arrange:
Arrange for the furniture removal van (if required)
Apply for transit insurance
Obtain a supply of packing cartons that’s if you are packing items
Arrange contents and fire insurance for your new home
Organize shifting times with the Purchaser of your home and the owner of your new home
Pack each room leaving the boxes stacked and labeled
Arrange for any rubbish to be removed
Pack all bedding
Pack perishables very carefully
Identify any breakable items to the removal men
Explain your packing procedures to the removal people and be at your new home when they arrive
Ensure that you have keys to all external doors to pass to new owner
Ensure parking are left with property
Leave instructions or advise new owners in regard to security systems etc
Advise your children's school that your children are leaving and the name of the new school so all files can be forwarded on to that school
Enrol your children in new school
The week before moving:
Reconfirm dates/times/locations for furniture removal people
Reconfirm moving in/moving out details and key arrangements
Things you will need to arrange for your new home:
Ensure that gas, electricity, and phone are connected before you move in
Ensure you have access to your new home before the furniture truck arrives
Arrange for newspaper and milk deliveries
Arrange for Sky TV or other connections
Arrange connection of security system (if monitored)
Ensure taps are available for connection of washing machine
Does your new home have smoke alarms
Find out what day is rubbish collection day
Moving can be a very stressing time and planning should ease it somewhat. We hope that after all this planning your move goes very smoothly.
One Year Ago Today...
I’m so unlucky. I have the best wife in the whole world. Even though caste was not been an issue for our marriage, i miss her. She was always been there for me, supporting me and doing everything she can to help things be better. We got engaged But our wedding is paused due to some reasons. But definitely we will be together again.
She was wonderful ......
Goodbye, Emotion
So, it appears my ability to show ANY emotion of ANY type has disappeared. Why? Who knows; it’s so frustrating to be on the brink of tears, but for then nothing to happen after that. Sometimes I just want to get what’s inside out, and I can’t. Sometimes feeling is enough to get this out, sometimes there’s nothing writing can do- what you write can bring you to the brink of tears, but after then? The cause is lost.
I’m feeling pretty okay, just this lack of being able to let out all this could be my downfall; I don’t want that. I want to be free to enjoy this week, next week and my summer, safe from what has haunted me for so long.
Emotional Development
Hurt Cry Scream Angry !
Playing Safe
Audience Participation Reqd!
Okay, readers! I need your help…
… In recommending me good coping/distraction techniques!
I already know ones like music, exercise, going for a walk, reading, writing, cooking; but what else is there that I don’t know about? Thank youuu!
Had a delightful lunch at
Had a delightful lunch at Marry brown, a restaurant in adyar.
While trying hook me on the code that I am writing, I am falling
Sleepy on my keyboard. That chicken burgger was at it’s best with
some cheese and chilly flakes, good enough to make me half awake
( optimistic view). Now,Tons of job at stakeUntil I am awake.
Poetry Lazy….Poetry. Sleep.
Recap
December 22, 2008Anyhow, I woke up this morning and, after breakfast, was surfing
So,off I toddle to bed. When i wake up it was bcoz the phone was
Why is it that always
Beating depression, what are my option ?
Feeling more human
I am actually starting to feel a bit more human. Thank goodness,’Tis the season to eat too much
Another flat out week. I’ve had more people crying in my office
This week than I have had in the last couple of months. (It’s
Actually my business to sort out people’s work-related problems.
Yay for an interesting but frustrating business, hey?)
It’s been a blur, really. I had training on one day at chennai ,
It wiped that day out for anything else. In fact,it wiped me out,too.
I came home and fell asleep instantaneously. I also had a number
Of meetings with various people,which,while it’s integral part of
My business, prevented me from getting paperwork stuff off my
‘to do’ list. Still, it’s gone very quickly, and it’s now a week closer
To our holiday. Woohoo!
i had my dinner with my anna & anni, last night. It was
At a swanky restaurant, with anna picking up the tab (always
A bonus). We ate, and enjoyed ourselves. It was really lovely.
Yes, it’s early in December to be having a Christmas dinner
With family, But my brother flies out to america next week back,
So it was really the last chance with everyone in the country to
Get together. And it was very enjoyable. Despite the fact i had
Also been out for business work earlier in the day, we still ate
Plenty and had the energy to have fun. What ever fun but i
Other than work , not a lot has really been happening this week.
Three evenings out of five, I’ve come home and fallen asleep.
I suspect i’m still not really recovered from this depression;
I’ve had a nasty throat which doesn’t seem to be really improving,
And I’m more that normally tired. However, there doesn’t seem to
Be anything that medical profession can do that hasn’t been tried,
So I’m just going to take it easy and see how it goes. Maybe
I should even try the whole clean-living, fruit and vegies thing.
We’re slowly getting ready for shifting home to Tirupur. As we
Leave in a week or so, that’s probably a good thing. Every thing is
Organised. I just need to finalise our home. This is fiddly, as i need
Medical reports from our specialists to say that i am ok .
Eh, I’ll worry about that closer to the time.
Any help is much appreciated
On the other hand, I’m an introvert. (For those of you who
Today I spent all day listening to people, all of whom had
So yes, I spent pretty much all of today doing this. I’m tired.
I have the right ...
I have the right to ask for what I want.
I have the right to say no to requests or demands I can’t meet.
I have the right to express all of my feelings, positive or negative.
I have the right to change my mind.
I have the right to make mistakes and not have to be perfect.
I have the right to follow my own values and standards.
I have the right to say no to anything when I feel I am not ready,
It is unsafe, or it violates my values.
I have the right to determine my own priorities.
I have the right not to be responsible for others’ behavior, actions,
Feelings, or problems.
I have the right to expect honesty from others.
I have the right to be angry at someone I love.
I have the right to be uniquely myself.
I have the right to feel scared and say “I’m afraid.”
I have the right to say “I don’t know.”
I have the right not to give excuses or reasons for my behavior.
I have the right to make decisions based on my feelings.
I have the right to my own needs for personal space and time.
I have the right to be playful and frivolous.
I have the right to be healthier than those around me.
I have the right to be in a nonabusive environment.
I have the right to make friends and be comfortable around people.
I have the right to change and grow.
I have the right to have my needs and wants respected by others.
I have the right to be treated with dignity and respect.
I have the right to be happy.
You and me we used
Breathing slowly & deeply
I’m both excited and very nervous.I know that the stress
Is getting to me. My sleep has been all over the place - I
Wake up every night between 2am and 3am, and am awake
For up to three hours. Also, I’m clenching my teeth in my
Sleep. I’m also getting the sickish feeling in my stomach.
At this point, I’m just trying to remember to breathe deeply
And think positively. I was repeating to myself, ‘I am strong
And able to handle this….. I am strong and able to handle this…'.
I just hope it’s true.
I’m also trying to keep a watchful eye on my mental health at
The moment. I don’t want to fall off the deep end, with
Everything that’s happening. My psychiatrist has also said that
Some people reach a good level of drug dosage on OLEANZ, then
After being on it for a while, it seems to just lose a bit of
Effectiveness. He said an increase of even 5mg can right things,
And has given me the go-ahead to increase my dose if I notice
This happening. I just want to be sure that if I do increase my
Dose, it’s for the right reasons, not because of temporary stress
Which will pass. The difficulty is knowing the difference.On the
Topic of depression, earlier this week a friend of me sent aCouple
Of books by Matthew Johnstone. His book,I Had a Black Dog,
Is a pictorial depiction of what it’s like to live with depression.
It describes exactly what it’s like. I’ve not comeAcross anything
Before which outlines the effect depression has on your life - on
Relationships, your view of the world, and the numbness you feel.
This book captures it perfectly. I strongly recommend it for
People who suffer from depression. He and his wife have also
Written a companion book which is specifically aimed at anyone
Who’s in a relationship with someone who is depressed.
Both books are well worth reading.
(And no, I’m not getting paid to write this!!)
I do have more to say, but it’s getting late and,
Well, I need my sleep. Night!
When I'm not in my right mind . . .
. . . my left mind gets very full.
Having an odd day. I woke up and something else in my mind woke
Up with me. It was the energy, sat in the right side of my head singing
And giggling and wanting to leap around like the foolish thing it is.
I was in a quiet, flat, reflective mood, managing to do a few chores
While the energy bounced in my skull and sang loudly at me. I had to
Endure a lot of JINGLE BELLS!.
I write it this way because this is the way I experience it. What the
Truth of it is I don't know. But when this part of my mind is in
Executive control I can be very child-like. One night in hospital
I managed to pull down all the curtains while attempting to get
Round the room without touching the floor. Then I had to hide
In the garden and jump around behind the shed.
As the day went on the world got very mobile and my thoughts
Got fast and fragmented and I had to do some pacing.
In the end I took OLEANZ.
The crisis team came and told me that I work very hard to deal
With my problems and that is good. So I feel officially patted
On the head.
Relapse
I spent an hour today with my psychiatrist. We discussed the
Well, doesn’t that sound like fun, kiddies?
At this point, I’m hopeful but nervous. Having been through
I have to say, major depressive disorder has knobs on it. And not
Still, even if I’m crazy, at least I have my family who loves me
A Bad Few Days
I’ve been overly stressed the last few days, I’m wondering if it is the pressure of the holiday season. My anxiety has been very high and I’ve been bad. I ran to Dr. Google to diagnose whatever it is I’m suffering from. So frustrating.
Medicine Glossary
This page is a record of my med changes, starting in July 09. Prior that I had been on pretty stable doses and didn’t really see a need to document my med regiment anywhere. Now I do. Most current cocktail will always be at the top.
Zee 0.5 mg, 1
Sulpitac, 50 mg, 1
Somewhere Lost In Space And Time
I’m exhausted. I can’t function. Everything’s a blur, everything’s a mess, my head can’t cope. Things are spinning out of control. Guess what I’m doing the next 3 days? That’s not going to help, it really isn’t, but that’s what I have to do. I’m getting sick of being told that well, at least I’m earning money. I’m past the stage of not caring, I really couldn’t care less. All I care about is actually being able to function and my health not deteriorating too far. Yet I’m torn, and I know which way it’s going to go, the same way it always does.
World Of Prabhu
I apologise for the lack of updates, just there’s not actually much to write about at the moment! Tiredness has taken over and only really provides a limited topic for discussion followed by something such as I need to work less. This week I have 3 days off, then the week after an appointment which will hopefully provide some fodder!
Now, however, is sleep time: I’ve scheduled in 11 hours so here’s hoping!
While I Was Sleeping ...
... this blog's visitor count passed 1500.
Thank you to everyone who has bothered to look, and a special thank you to all those that visit regularly and those who comment.
You've helped to make this last year bearable.
Life Is Not A Bowl Of Cherries
That's such a silly expression. I don't even particularly like cherries; unless they are the glace kind, and those I love.
Life at the moment is difficult. I am still having problems coming to terms with the end of therapy, and the acute feeling of abandonment that I am suffering as a result. The heat is making me very tired and with the hot nights I am not sleeping particularly well. My self-esteem is low and I am having a crisis of confidence, which is not exactly helpful.
What I really need is something good to happen in my life, but the chances of that are pretty non-existent at the moment, so I will carry on living one day at a time and hope that the depression will lift sometime in the not too distant future.
And when it does, I don't want a bowl of cherries; I want grapes.
While I Was Sleeping ...
... this blog's visitor count passed 1000.
Thank you to everyone who has bothered to look, and a special thank you to all those that visit regularly and those who comment.
You've helped to make this year bearable.
Giving Thanks
Thank you for the feedback. I must say how amazing it is to hear from everyone, please keep the comments coming.
You see, originally I doubted my ability to create this blog and came close to giving up. Now, it is the one thing the pushes me out of bed each morning. It is the endless support I receive each day that makes me so sure I have done the right thing.
I want to express the utmost gratitude to everyone who has been by my side yesterday, today and tomorrow. Knowing I am not alone has helped me gain strength through positive feedback and great company. It is you guys who make me brave.
Until next...
Keep smiling.
I Love More Than My Life
She is the girl I love more than my life. It’s been forever since I have written. I guess I have felt like I shouldn’t write about things if they weren’t about Anipra. That’s silly and from here on out, this is not a blog about my struggles with Anipra. She is no longer my struggle and I want this to reflect that. The last few years have been great and they deserve to be remembered far more than the awfulness that preceded.
Writer’s Block
I have been writing for most of my life. There are probably at least a dozen journals hidden within my bookshelves. I have even more in my attic. Small notebooks with scribbled phrases are tucked here and there waiting to be formulated into a story. Expressing myself with words takes me to a special place. It is my gift to myself and my gift to others. I cast myself fortunate that I am able to verbalize the words in my head. Communicating in written word as well as oral, provides me with comfort. I happen to feel they are both for me. If someone else finds my small utterances significant, I receive even greater pleasure.
Lately, academic writing has kept away other intentions. I’ve had hours of research time invested in my products. Now, with my time being released from this genre, it is hard to find where my creativity left off. Finally, I just took a break. When I woke up this morning, I decided to return, yearning to “bang the keys once more.” It is almost as if I have kicked the block down. Returning to the place I know best.
Money Is A Major Trigger
There was a song that I used to listen to all of the time in college. All I remember is that the guy was yelling “money” over and over and over and over.
Sometimes it feels like my life is like that. Is there enough? Are we going to be okay? Is the sky falling? What about this bill? What about that one?
It is such a trigger. I fight about it. I struggle against it. I never feel calm around it.
That is all I wanted to say. Money is a major trigger.
Oh, and so is noise.
Thanks For Sticking With Me
July 2nd, 2009
Sorry for the lack of posts, everyone. I have an actual, proper post under construction – it’s taking a while, but hopefully should be ready to go later today (but don’t hold me to that).
But in the meantime I just wanted to say thanks for sticking with me. I’ve just checked my stats, and 50-60 of you are still popping by every day, which given that I basically haven’t posted anything in hours is really quite remarkable, I think. In any case I am pathetically grateful. Thank you.
To Myself, And To Others
I say to myself, and to others:
You can be broken down, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can fall apart, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can have nothing to offer for now, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can be at your lowest ebb, and I will hold and love you that way.
You can be depressed, contorted, wounded, or distraught, and I will hold and love you that way.
I will do this with no insistence that you be fixed.
Especially for my depressed Indian.









