This is really outrageous.

Argentine teenager Pamela Villarruel poses with her seven children outside her parents' home in the town of Leones in Cordoba Province, northern Argentina, May 11, 2008. (Pics courtesy: AP)

Pamela, 17, bore all seven children in just three pregnancies, having her first boy in 2005 when she was 14 and the other six girls in two deliveries of triplets in the following two years.

Pamela and her children currently sleep in the living room of her mother Magdalena who supports them all by house cleaning.

The father of Pamela's first son abandoned them, the father of the first set of triplets was forced out of the house by the family for beating her, and Pamela refuses to identify the father of the more recent triplets.

Magdalena requested to have her daughter's fallopian tubes tied to avoid any further pregnancies, but was denied as Argentine law prohibits the procedure to be done on minors.

This Birthday…………

There are not many ways to say ‘Happy Birthday’ but each birthday differs…not in the way it is celebrated…..not in the context of gifts and presents….not in the number of people who wish….but what matters is the inner conscience …

This Birthday of mine of course with no pomp as it usually is….I don’t deem birthday to be One important day to show off as I am no actress :-). But I believe it is the one day of the year that reveals how many hearts reach out to you amidst routines….

This Birthday turned out to be different in its kind as there was neither a college or school atmosphere, as it usually was for the past twenty years…where I got mobbed by wishes all over…the whole day used to be frolicking fun as if I had achieved something great and I was on top of the world….just as a kid would do:-)…

On the contrary though this birthday flaunted with calls, messages and wishes, it seemingly revealed the reality that after all I have grown up and I have to live on my own…life has to go on whether it’s a Birthday or any day meant to be happy…no matter who cares to wish or not…

I went on to imagine some five years down the line….all of us will be busy with our personal and professional lives…should I expect my dear friend to call me up and wish?... guess not the answer…but it will always be nice to make it a point that we all renew our relationships and remind to our friends that we still exist on earth at least on this day…after all what is more surprising than to hear from a friend after so long on the occasion of your birthday?

Coming to the conscience, many emotions playing on the ground this birthday…where do I go from here?...I am not worth even a single pie to my parents even after turning 21…where is my life heading? What’s goanna happen next?....hope to get all answers before the next birthday along with few other newly cropping questions…for no woman lives with a stable mind :-)

Sourav DADA Ganguly – The ever inspiring Legend

This piece of writing is solely dedicated to the man who represents all courage,
will-power, confidence, perseverance and high spirits meant to achieve the thing which has nothing on earth has on par with it – Success. Indian cricket must have bid adieu to his sportsmanship but the trail he has left on the Indian cricket grounds and in the hearts of his fans will never fade away.

Dada, as named aptly represented all the aggression and craze to achieve nothing but the one and only Victory which is a true spirit that every true Indian has in his blood. All credits of taking India to the place where we stand now belongs to him and his captaincy that united all his team members to walk a track towards the victory stand. Tracing back to the pathetic past of Indian cricket, he taught the team India to fight the Aussies and triumph then on. Indian cricket was looked upon and grabbed attention only when we beat the world champions.

This story does not only belong to the world of Indian cricket but also correlates every victory story in it. The powerful ever inspiring story that Dada has authored has inspired and will continue to inspire not only his cricket fans but also every single youth of the country. He is a standing example as to how to face hardships in life and to face problems during decisive periods. Every aspiring leader in any specialization can follow his foot steps on how to deal with all the thorns to the pathway to reap success. There will be hundred Greg Chapels to hinder our progress but never mind all that was his saga.

If this is the extent to which he has inspired a not-an-all-time cricket watching person as that of me…its hard to imagine the kind of love, affection and respect that all his Bengali fans must have had on him!! Kudos Dada….the whole nation salutes you…for, you have contributed not only to the world cricket but also to the inspirational book entitled ‘The success story’ alongside the course of your journey…

I'M DOING THE MOST DIFFICULT JOB ON EARTH

My job is more difficult than an Architect designing another twin tower, a scientist involved in the big-bang experiment which no one knows when would end or that of the Indian team's captain to face the media everytime after a defeat.
Its noting other than being all idle @ home. This job haunts a person more than any horror film or an ET creature. It even makes me to do unscrupulous things such learning Java which i have hated for years together. It is said "An idle mind is a devil's workshop". Its true that we ourselves use all our inbuilt creativity of our inner mind to create this so called devil which no matter cropps in drowsyness that not only makes you sleep for atleast 12 hours a day but also keeps you half-minded all throughout the day.
The few hours i remain open-eyed, am exposed to almost all kind of illtreatements by fellow home mates; after all it happens to you thinking that you are yet another show case specimen or a servant maid at home. Having got an offer in hand, its like this; hard to imagine joblessness.

Wake up call in the morning - Mom says "get up and lock the door, we all are leaving".
Dad says "pay current bill, phone bill" and all other bills pending that exist on earth. Some untold things like emptying the dust bin, washing dishes, clothes, dusting the whole house, arranging the dining table, sweeping, making the bed, serving food/coffee for grandpa, answering to all door bells and the list never ends....After all this i'm still considered to be idle :-)
In case if any of these go undone the cost to be paid will be to answer the big million dollar question; its better to do all these rather. This big question which haunts me sharp at 5 O'clock in the evening : ' Tell me what the hell did you do from the morning? '
If i would attempt to answer this, the length of it will be so long that i will finally end up with a respiratory disorder.
Tolerating all these the only things that keep me alive are my mobile phone and the idiot box. Thanks to all those fellow friends (who are also idle) who send me every forward. I don't mind reading even the most mokka one. This post is dedicated to you all :-) )

I TOO DID IT AT LAST!!!
Its been months since i posted....writing for the cause...
Last day of college...i went to receive my TC and so n so certificates.......Started from home as usual...it had been a couple of weeks since i went to college and so my mind went out of the normal time bounds and hurry-burry kind of getting ready...this stupid girl walked merrily towards the college bus...while a was crossing the GST road suddenly noticed that the bus that was stand still started moving...i walked untill the bus stop without knowing what to...standing right under the scotching sun thousands of thoughts flashed in my mind.....the next fifth minute saw an auto coming towards me..just got into it to chase the same bus that i had left that would stop at Chromepet..the chase started...
Was inside the auto when i saw the busses moving towards Tambaram....only then it cropped up into my mind that the bus routes have changed.....at this prick of a mind i got down half the way..at MIT..crossed the road and stood the other side of the road..bythen some four busses passed the side....stood restlessly at the MIT stop..like a bird in an unknown tree...was looking at people and things around as if the whole world was new....was gazing at the straight road looking for a Sai Ram bus to carry me to college...one came after a restless wait of ten minutes...
Got into the empty bus and took a deep breath....the bus reached my stop(Sanatorium)...was thrown aback....another bus was standing at the same place...had i waited there for some ten more minutes...would have avoided so much tension...and 5 rupees too:-)

ARE ACCIDENTS MADE IN HEAVEN??
Certain incidents make me think "is god partial?".
Life has certainly been tedious to all of us at some time or the other...most of us must have had instances in our lives when we must have hated life...but when the very matter of living itself becomes a quesiton????????????????????????????????????
Deepak, a school friend of mine happened to meet with a dreadful accident..it took place at 2:30 in the night in between Chromepet and Pallavaram on the GST road last week...he had just returned after watching the movie Billa...he drove the bike with yet another school mate of mine...a car that happened to come on the wrong side, drove over both of them...in which the car ran over Deepak and Kanth was badly hit and thrown away...Deepak lost his life hence...and after long screams and shouts a traffic poliice had rescued both of them and they were admitted in the GH-Chromepet...fate has driven one to the ditch n the other to a critical care unit in the Apollo...happy that atleast Kanth is recovering slowly.....

Death has approached one and left the other with a glimpse of it...goddddddddd....this thing has been eating me for the past one week...the worst part is that i happened to see Deepak a day before it all happened on the road..n he still remains afresh in front of my eyes...
the boy who meant the whole world to his parents has finally got his verdict...this sentence is the end not only to his life but also to all the dreams of his parents...the same god who bestowed him as the only child to his parents has finally taken him from them.....

its all over now...and all that i could offer him was some silent moments and a few tears..after all wat else can we do now???wat can we offer his desparate mother who had lived and burnt herself for him these 20 long years??

i infer...god is certatinly partial....he loads certain ppl with lots of happiness,wealth n prosperity...but most with less of these...y??
lots with success in all walks if life..but most with not even the opportunity...
wat a life is this??we just cannot predict the next moment....but if we happen to live for the next moment...frnds,live life to the fullest...and my kindest advice: pl be careful while driving(pl for heaven sake avoid drunken drives)....after all our lives matter so much to all our dear ones if not to us.....

ITS A MATTER OF LIFE N DEATH...IS THIS FAIR??
The shocking thing tat i experienced recenly..the anna univ results...although i had performed pretty well in the exam in which i got failed the first time n then cleared to get 66/100 inthe revaluations..i had a little lack or confidence untill the results came...my story apart..
How can a paper that had been awarded 47/100 be given 19 more marks in the revaluation??isn't this absurd totally??The reason for which an examiner might not award marks would be lack of understanding or bad presentation n so on..but examiners usually take almost only a minute of time to decide the mark of an abt 40 page hand wirtten paper for three hours...the effort of 4 long months(only for our staffs) n the die-heard day n night preparation for 1 long month during study holidays...n also Rs.100 for a paper for us to fail even thought we had performed well....
Above all this the life of ppl ..arears during placements cause hell a lot of hurdles both by blocking the eligibility n the mental block it gives...all the more arears give a lot if mental trouble for ppl who really care abt their academics..n the rules of anna univ that keep changing every month..sem after sem..last sem when more than 20 ppl in my class got arear in TOC, the norms were tat ppl who had scored below 20 on 80 were not allowed to apply for reval..but this sem it has changed...don kno what will happen the next sem..