Enigma

The wait

2011-07-20T11:22:00.008+05:30

Wrote a poem after a long time! Blame it the lack of inspiration or my busy time or my negligence! I wrote this a day back and hope have done some justice... I felt, this one is not like my previous ones but wanted your view on it... Thanks :)

Her eyes

towards the road.

Every little sound

turns her head towards the door.

She knows

he is busy.

It's late night

Still she is not sleepy.

The heart of Mom

ever so strong.

Still, it fears

if something will go wrong.

He promised

a fifteen minute delay.

But her wait,

went on a relay.

In the dark outside

it rains so hard

Her face shrinks

as his son is with no guard.

I call her

again and again

"Mom, sleep

It'll ease your eye pain

I will be

awake for a while

I will take care,

after all I am his wife"

She says,

"No doubt on you dear

Just that

my heart abodes the fear"

Bell rang,

Opens she door hastily

Kissing his head

She says, "I am feeling sleepy".

Keeping myself in her shoes,

I smiled.

A bloom I felt,

Such lovely is the parenthood.

P.S : Please let me know how you liked it through your comments :) Thank you lovely friends for your encouragement :)

What to do?

2010-06-02T12:13:00.001+05:30

The hidden love
is still buried
It wants to come
but hurt is guaranteed.

The weak heart
is very worried
Fears to give itself
for, any circumstance may proceed.

Queer are the surroundings,
Lost in my own feelings,
What shall I do now?
Just to go hand in hand with time now! :(

Hidden Tears

2010-05-16T11:51:00.007+05:30

Through the blurred eyes
I see the world
With the eyelashes flashing
I close the flood
Let not them come out
with emotions eternal
Otherwise, the consequences
Won't be any minimal!

A bus(life) journey!

2009-12-27T18:27:00.005+05:30

To Swathi, this day was no exception. She was hurrying up. It’s already 7.55 a.m. and her stop is nearly half kilometer from her hostel. The company’s bus will arrive in another 5 mins. Her roommates have been waking her since 7. But Swathi wouldn’t budge off. She waited to see the beautiful climax of her dream. But something interrupted Swathi. “There is no water, yaar”.

She thought of yesterday. “Hey Swathi, what are you going to do?” Her friends had giggled. “No water!!” And she had said with the familiar mock “No water, no bath. And that is why I bought this perfume”. And that was it. She changed her clothes and sprayed perfume seeing that she hasn’t applied too much to spin everybody’s head and headed for the bus stop. Yesternight the water lorry came by 10. “Who is going to bath by this time?” Swathi thought and put her bathing off to the next day.

But today… it was the same. Not bathing again was a horrible thing to happen. Who will sit besides her? ‘I was told I had water dosh. But never knew that water can have Swathi dosh’. She dragged herself from the bed hoping that the dream will continue tonight. She ran off to the reception desk to complain and was told that she will get water in another 10 minutes. No idea what to do next, not in the mood to read newspapers, she headed to her room and continued the pirated copy of ‘The Lost Symbol’. She was seeking with Robert Langdon a Masonic treasure when Janu, her roommate called out, “Swathi! Your turn” Oh!! Another break!

Swathi took her brush, clothes and rushed to bathroom. She warned Janu “I may be late, so better you people go”. Janu who is Swathi’s friend for more than 5 years knew that Swathi was lazy as well as energetic (huh! Quite a contradiction) She will join with them in the bus stop soon. Janu and one more friend Eshwari were leaving for the stop, when Swathi had her breakfast. She knew that they will wait for her or let the bus wait for her. How lucky to have such nice friends! She thanked her fortune.

She got ready, locked her room and hurried off. On the way, she took out her watch from the handbag and tied to her wrist, then came the company’s ID card and she wore it around her neck. She checked her chappals and smiled, “Phew! Correct this time!” and made to the crowded bus stop.

Human psychology always has been her favourite topic and a never ending puzzle too. Whenever the company’s bus stops, people throng around the door and do ‘push-push’ game and alight into the bus. Some of them like her remain at the back. Then she would let others move and with no hurry, alight the bus last. She would walk majestically and occupy one of the pairs of seats left for her.

Usually, a seat remains vacant. But yesterday it was filled and she saw a new face sitting adjacent to her. Today, in a hurry she forgot to take her earphones and the 40-minute ride to the office is going to be damned boring! She was trying to busy herself when the bus made another halt. She saw the same man boarding the bus and after locating a set adjacent to her, he sat and smiled. Swathi returned the same.

The man adjacent to her seemed to be calm, intelligent and polite. ‘It’s not going to be boring anymore’ Swathi thought and smiled. But she didn’t know what to start and how to… or should she start ever?

She didn’t even realize that she had been looking at him, her hands resting on the window pane. The man turned and came ‘Hi’ It was then Swathi realized, how stupid she would have looked!

‘Hi’.

‘I am Shyam’.

‘I am Swathi’.

‘ In which domain do you work? I haven’t seen you’.

‘Am in mainframe. I also haven’t seen you. In which stream do you work?”

“Mainframe. Good!”I just shifted here before 2 weeks. Am in testing”.

“Great”

And this was the beginning.

They talked about their roles in the team, the coming ‘cultural fest’, Swine flu and… the bus came to another halt. They’ve reached the company. Oh! So soon!! ‘Hm. So, this is how theory of relativity works’.

Shyam, “You told something?”

“Na. You saved my day from getting bored. Thank you.”

“Welcome. Anytime.”

As swathi got down from the bus, Shyam hurried down to another block, giving a smile. Swathi smiled back and could feel two pair of eyes staring at her…with a guilty-sweet smile,she turned to Janu and Eashwari,who were indeed fusions without having any part in the conversation.

Swathi, recollected herself ”hey! what? There’s nothing! No need to stare like this. come on! We are already getting late”. Swathi’s day as usual busy. Running here and there.her team leader gave an extra work and enforced her to finish it by that day itself. She finished off her work soon and with the hope that she could chit-chat again with Shyam,she hurried off. But to her disappointment,a girl from near-by PG gave her company. Swathi talked to her little,the usual ‘hi, hello, how are you (s), hows days going on (s)’. And she slept. Then somebody shook her. She jolted. That was Eashwari. ”Hey! Reached. Get up.” Swathi stepped down sleepily and then these three chatted, laughed all the way to hostel.

While to bed, Swathi as usual thanked her God for the beautiful day and hoped the next day will go as fine as every other day. Hoping that she will see her unfinished dream, she slept.

The next day, she was the last one to wake up. ‘Thank God, no water problem today.’ Shegot ready and as usual started her way to the stop. Tying her watch, putting the ID card, checking her chappals, she reached the stop. Then made her way to one of the last pair of seats. The bus made another stop in 5 minutes and Shyam entered with his face lit and a sweet smile – “Good morning!”

“Good morning” Hope I am not looking stupid today!

“So how am I going to save your day today?” He mocked.

“Its already lovely. I might be helpful to you today.”

“Hmm..Lets see. I have nothing great in my list except an important meeting.”

“Meeting… Sorry no idea about it. Then I may be of help someother day.”

And this went on and on….

Swathi was happy with the new acquaintance and friendship she had made. Days went by. She used to book a seat for him in the morning and he used to book for her in the evening. They exchanged their numbers. If time permits, they’ve lunch together. Often Janu and Eshwari join them. Once they also got a chance to work in the same project.

Swathi later on realized that she felt a different kind of feeling for this relationship. Could she be in love? Is she? Ya, she can be. Yes, she is in. But she had no idea about the feel in the other side.

One day, they were having lunch together. Janu was on leave and Eshwari was busy with her work.

Shyam, “I am feeling tensed today”.

“Need help? Remember my offer??”

Ya. You can make it an exciting day”.

“I will try. Go ahead”.

“Swathi, am bad at this yaar. But in a simple way let me say this. Will you marry me? I have been too frightened to tell you. But then thought that I am too stupid not to tell you. Am not forcing you. Its your wish. I wont disturb you. And let me tell you that I will always be the Shyam as you have seen”.

Swathi was too happy to express in words. Can life be so beautiful? Can things really happen as you want them to be? But at the same time her thoughts were struck. Her parents! They wont allow or will they? She never knew what they’d expected from her and she never thought of asking about this to them.

“Ofcourse yes!! But there is a small hitch”. And she told him.

Deepavali holidays were nearing. And she has got enough time to tell her parents about this. And as for Shyam’s parents, they were ready to accept her. So Shyam has asked his parents already. Good in a way!!

A year later

Now Swathi shifted to a home. She was hurrying. Her husband was helping her out with packing and she was getting ready. Her husband waved her off and left. Swathi took her things, locked the door, hurried down, tied her watch, put her id card and alighted the awaiting bus, apologizing the driver. As usual Shyam reserved a seat for her. Its been a long time but they were never put in a project together because the company’s rule doesn’t allow a couple working in the same project.

P.S: Hey friends, lemme know, how u liked the story.. This was a different attempt from my side! :)

Hey friends....

2009-12-27T11:41:00.002+05:30

I am here.. after a long time...
Doing great as usual :)

Was missing u all very much and the blogosphere very much!! Seems this happens once one steps in the software industry :(

I have been trying to get USB modem for the past few weeks, hopefully vl get this time atleast.. ;) n then vl b in touch with u all :)

What else?? Adapting to chennai... enjoying as well :)

N how abt u ppl???
Waiting to hear from u ! :)

Untitled - II

2009-10-03T21:20:00.003+05:30

My first long story ever!!! Read and please let me know how it was... Thnx :)

Day by day, her anger started to strengthen its root. She started shouting on maids, servants, sometimes on her mom and at her dad too! She herself was surprised with such development of hatred inside her. “Where am I getting into?? To their whirlpool?? Oh no! But I don’t know what to do”.

She had friends but none too faithful that she can discuss or share her problems with. Her mind begins to divert in few minutes. Her progress card started showing regression.

But nothing stopped them.

“It is your fault. You didn’t teach her anything”.

“Ya ya.. you have to blame me only. It’s your fault. Only if you would have given sometime for your family”.

Arrghhh!!! Ria wanted to explode. She wanted to silence them. But…. she knew the result. Then she went to her room and ended with the same lines in her diary.

Next day, she saw that her parents were passing some signals to one another. She knew it was about her. Atleast they combined in this. “What are you people going to tell me??” Her dad cleared his throat and started “ Seeing your marks and behaviour, we’ve decided to send you to boarding school, so that…” That was all. She rushed to her room hugging her doll and screaming silently with enjoyment. She never thought of this. Atleast there she will live in peace.

In the school,

Principal, “Ria, you are joining in the mid of the year. I’ve seen your reports, they aren’t that good. But I hope that you will be able to pass this year. Best wishes.” That was all she needed. She was to report to her warden and look for her bed. Her mom and dad had given some pity expressions. But she remained calm.

Days passed and she doesn’t even remember clearly how she adjusted to the new environment, how she made wonderful friends (who always appreciate her for her nice behaviour!!), how her ranks soared up. Hopes were pinned on her for the forthcoming board exams. And to her Principal’s amazement, she topped.

To felicitate the top-marked students, she was called and given invitation card to invite her parents also that day. She took that card with her to the room and then started tearing them into pieces, all her anger vanishing with each tear.

She got a call from them – her parents. She didn’t attend, excusing herself with a valid reason. But her conscience was making her feel guilty. After all, they are her parents! She scribbled her feelings. And with this she changed those two lines “Thank God, for making things good’.Tthen she shuddered at the thought and exclaimed herself “Ya, I am selfish. I know, I am”. And with this conviction, she started leading her life.

Am I lucky????

2009-09-24T21:32:00.006+05:30

Since childhood I have seen many people participating in lucky contests - something like lucky corner, lotto housie (a common game played in any get-together here) or buying lottery tickets during Diwali season. I have seen many of them winning and sometimes a particular person wins a lot of times! Whenever a winner is announced, I usually search the crowd and try to estimate who the winner will be.I sort of got accustomed to that fact. Its not that I feel for it, because I know, things go on their way and I go on my way....

When I was in school, there came some people (or representatives, u can say) from Maha Lacto(a chocolate famous before 8 or 9 years) for a contest. All you had to do was make a bunch of 25 chocolate wrappers (just wrappers!!) and staple them with your name and class written on a paper. We were given some 2 to 3 odd weeks to collect those wrappers. Seems that the company went short of those wrappers - well no need to say, this was another marketing strategy. The whole school started searching for the wrappers - some in the ground, some in litterbox too! yuck! Even the canteen and shops nearby school ran out of that chocolate... :(

I and my sister together managed to get some 50 odd wrappers and my parents said that those two bunch vl be given in my name - much to mine and my sister's embarassment. Dont think that my sister would have been mad at me - she is lovely sis :) The prizes for the lucky draw were
(as far I can remember)
10 lucky winners will get Maha Lacto Camera pouch (I guess I am right :D)
5 will get Maha Lacto School Bag
1 will get a camera.
I thought to test my luck again. I didnt own a single-branded thing. Atleast I could own the Maha Lacto brand!! Atlast the LD-day (Lucky draw day) came. The company representatives came in suits and ties. After assembly, they started calling the lucky ones... A boy besides me got a bag, a classmate of mine who stands 5 to 6 girls before me got a bag and a senior of mine won (won??? though this word sounds absurd here) a camera!!! and as usual I was there questioning my luck...

The main reason I thought to post this article comes here:

Recently Vikatan (a Tamil magazine group) held book exhibition. I went with my friend (leave the fact that I scare people when I read tamil) to see the collection and variety. After a lot of this-that-gud-bad we bought 3 books totalling some 210-plus bucks. In the billing section, we were told that if we get books worth of 300 or so (I have weak memory, forgot the exact amount!) we have a chance of getting a coupon. That coupon will be collected and on a particular date (after a month) the lucky winners will be announced. I and my friend started laughing and the cashier gave a confused luck...only had she known about our luck... :D :D

I again thought of trying my luck... As you would have seen the lesson taught by Farhan Akhtar to Konkana in 'Luck by chance' - that you should atleast give a chance to things. I gave it a go!!! Bought another couple of books for another friend and the amount crossed the required limit.
I filled the coupon, leave the fact that my friend did more than half the purchse :D, and a part of the coupon was given to me to retrieve it, so that it can be useful while collecting the gifts.
The winner might get (as the poster said)

Mixi, Scooty, TV, iPod, Mobile, Toys, book offer, and so on...

I laughed at the thought and went. More than a month passed and my Mom was asking the other day about the coupon. I assured her that it was safe with me in my wallet and also told her that the LD-day has passed. So no need of worrying about it. But instead of throwing it, I let it ruin. A week after the LD-Day passed, I got a call from that publication.

He : "Hello. May I know whom I talking to?"
I : "It is you who called. Whom do you want?" (Always my father has advised me not to share anything with strangers :P :D )
He : "Am talking from Vikatan publication. Can u please tell me ur name".
(I totally forgot about the lucky draw part. I was thinking why a Tamil magazine will approach me!!)
I : "My name is Priyanka".
He: "Oh ok Madam. I just called to say that u won prize in LD".

(I was totally out of words!! me???? what i wud have got?? mobile or scooty??)

I : OK sir. what I have to do?
He: Just visit the same book center with the coupon, u vl get ur prize. U have won cosmetic prize.
I : Ok, thank you.

(Ah!! Cosmetic prize... tsch.. I didnt expect this.. there wasnt anything like cosmetic product on that poster..was ther?? oh leave it!)

I didnt want to go alone and so called my bro - a couch potato - to come with me. I just told him that we have won some prize. Didnt mention him that it was a cosmetic prize, otherwise he wouldnt have come with me :P As we showed our coupon, we were handed a parcel of medium size. hmm... I started guessing.. powders, lipsticks, face lotions... what could be in it??? and my brother in loud voice - "iPod or mobile?? If its a mobile I vl have it.. " I was just smiling n nodding....

Since childhood I have made it as a rule that any gift or envelope I get, I first give it to my Dad to open. And hence this also... Four pair of eyes were anxiously waiting as my Dad was tearing out the cover. As he opened, small boxes started falling... And lo! We all started laughing until tears started flowing through the cheeks.... I won 10 boxes of Vivel soap n 4 shampoo bottles /omg :P

Hence the question, Am I lucky???

P.S : An exception - My date of joining got preponed from november 30 to september 29 :)

Untitled - 1

2009-09-20T15:28:00.005+05:30

My first long story ever!!! Read and please let me know how it was... Thnx :)

Ria opened her diary. The pages were blank in yesterday’s and day before yesterday’s column.

Today’s entry:

Dad is back from the conference. And the moment he entered, I saw Mom’s face. Both looked like the fighters who are ready for the gong.

Oh God! Not again today!! See I haven’t complained to you for the past two days. I’ve been a very good girl. I even came now without having my ‘hugging gift’ from dad. Didn’t dine also. I know mom would be pretty upset if I go now. But please God, stop the noise that is going on outside the door. How many times am I supposed to hear the same accusation, some argument out of nothing again and again ?

“You are the one who cheated me..”

“Hey, you are the one who started.” The voices penetrated the room.

Ria had heard them again and again. She knew them by heart, their words. She can see how they will react. To overcome these unpleasant things, she was trying to smile like the lovely doll, which was resting on the other side of the table.

And she finished her diary with these “Hope everything will be fine soon. Good night God”.

For Ria, diary was this – the one that strengthens her, gives her chance to unburden herself and transfer them into the pages (but they hardly go from her). One can see that in every page of her diary, the last two lines were always the same.

Ria to the doll, the only member in the family who listened her.

“Hey Pinky, I heard that people in married life love each other. Is it so?”

The doll with its smile seemed to reply ‘yes’.

“Then why is it not so with Mom and Dad? Won’t I get any of their affection? Wont I see the lovely world outside? Wont they leave me from their clutches and stay claiming me as theirs? Wont they ever find out that what I need is love and support not their ego and money”.

With all these questions coming out, even the smiling doll lost its charm.

“There is no one to talk to me politely or lovingly? Am I a burden?”

She felt sudden sense of anger rolling out of her mind. Was she a burden?? Is it her mistake that she is born? Are these parents - the word sounded ridiculous to her - going to stop their non-sense?

She rushed towards her parents and stared from one to the other. They stopped on seeing her as if unaware of the fact that she could hear them inside her room too. Ria, tried to even out her voice. But it didn’t work much. “Mamma, Pappa, please! For God’s sake stop your non-sense.” She wanted to faint, so that they can see how much they are affecting her. Atleast then they will realize and come together. But..NO… her Mom and Dad are beyond any explanation or any treaty.

Racked my brain, but couldnt find any suitable tiltle... Suggestions please...

The next part is coming soon :) :) :)

Innocence

2009-09-09T18:53:00.004+05:30

Rita to her maid's daughter, "Where is your mom today?".

"she is sleeping in home".

Rita, "Her fever soar up?".

Innocently, "Mam, its not fever; just to keep away from cold, her body gets hot. She vl b back soon."

Fight

2009-07-26T07:36:00.002+05:30

She was enjoying the fight. First of its kind from her aunt and uncle - fighting for her! She was happy with the love shown towards her. What else she wanted in this world!

But what to do with the will that grandpa has left for her yesterday?

A teacher's student

2009-07-12T10:50:00.004+05:30

Yae-Bee-Cee-Dee-Eee-Yaf-G-Gach-Eye-Jay-Kay-Yel-Yem-Yen-O-Pee-Ku-Arr-Yes-Tee-You-We-Double u-Yax-Why-Izaddd..

Thus the alphabets were echoing in the house sourcing from a II standard boy of tamil medium. Sometimes he would swallow his ‘Tee’and ‘We’. When he is reminded of that fact, he will hit his head with his tiny hands and innocently say, “ aama maranthutten!” (ya I forgot).

He will show his book pointing to a poem and say, “Teacher inaikku ithu sollikuduthaanga” (Teacher taught this today).The first day when he came, I asked him to read words from the book. But he didn’t know the a,b,c…(small letter A,B,C..). I was astonished. In the developing part, I see the children well-thorough with their A,B,C and 1,2,3 stuffs even before they step into class I!

When I was a kid, I used to stammer when the question was, “What’s your aim?”, not because that I had none, infact I had many. The previous year when I was sitting useless at home, I very much wanted to be part of a teaching profession for classes from 4 to 9. But some works and problems chained me.And here I got my chance :)

One day I asked him, what he would like to become.

His answer was,"Maama mathiri varuven"(I will become like my uncle).

On further enquiry it was known that his uncle is working in a ship in Madagascar . And this boy plans to pass the 9th class and then join the ship there. It was first time I came to hear of such aim, peculiar indeed. But I believe that the boy can reach far heights.

The boy learnt a,b,c,d. pretty quick and I thought that it was time to teach him some common questions.

I : what is your name?

He: My name is Gandhiraj

You shouldve seen my surprise look. He doesn’t know a,b,c,d.. but can answer these questions! Good. I thought of proceeding further.

I: How are you?

He: Am fine. Thank you.

The first question has already had its effects. So I reacted lesser to this.

I : what is your mother’s name?

He: Amma peru ketkrueengala? (Are you asking mom’s name?)

I : aama (yes).

He: Selvarani.

He would have got tht question by the word ‘mother’and ‘name’ I guess. I proceeded further.

I : how old are you?

He: I am fine, thank you.

I : Illai thambi (no brother), How old are you?

He: I am fine, thank you.

Then I understood that he mistook my question as ‘how are you’. I stressed the word old but he still couldn’t get. Because he was not memorized this question by his teacher. And this is one of the reasons why I don’t like the education system especially in government schools.

But I should say, he is good in addition. When the other day, I told him, “unnoda maths booka edu” (Take your maths book). He stared. “kanakku boooka edu” (take ur maths book”). It was then he took his maths book! And the next day, I taught him subtraction, the poor kid got confused! What I could I do? I cant wire his nerves!

And mom came to my rescue. She told me to give a few more problems so that he will practice and learn. And I saw that mom was also eager to teach him. She still helps him out in subtraction! I and my brother are like head and tail of a coin. But that day, he came and helped me. He was much surprised when he knew that children do take time in learning things. Sometimes he pities my student and hurries him off to home!!

And to keep out the boredom, I thought of telling him stories daily – the kids are usually fascinated by them.

“What story would you like to hear?”

“ Singam kathai” (Lion’s story)

It just reminded me how I pestered my grandma to tell story daily - sometimes of a king, of a jungle and of fairies. I smiled and then recalled “the lion and the mouse”, I read in childhood.

Altogether, I am enjoying the teaching job. Sometimes I feel that the job shifts between us when he teaches me innocence, happiness and the excitement that the world has kept for him :)

10 secrets abt me!

2009-07-03T12:43:00.010+05:30

Ya, am tagged. And this my first time!!! This tag of revealing some 10 secrets about me was passed by Kally. First I thought tht this was going to be easy, and planned to do it within a week. But day by day, I pondered, what my secrets are! My life is an open book. Its just that few take interest, turn over the pages and read it. Some 3 to 4 of them came soon, but the rest took a long time to enter my mind :)

Okay, lemme share with you the pages that are least read. Here I go,

1. I've planned to write an autobiography. Well, I feel that everybody's life is nothing less interesting than a tale. So I also come in everbody!

2. Two things that I cant control - SLEEP and HUNGER :P

3. Many say that I keep my cool or I manage on the stage well. But lemme say, I have still not overcome my stage fear, phew! But my friends say that I have improved much! :)

4. Watched a forbidden movie- I was not allowed to watch a spiritual movie in childhood (when i was in some 5th or 6th class), with the notion that it will affect my thoughts. However, I peeped through the door's opening and watched it. And I still remember the irrationalism in that movie (Fortunately, I dont remember the movie's name). Sssh... dont tell my parents, they still are unaware of it!

5. Am a born-vegetarian. And sometimes I feel bad that I dont have access to all the menus of the world :(

6. I like to play even when I know that I am losing it - especially in Carrom and badmiton, where my brother usually wins! :)

7. I dont know how to react or what to react when someone praises me. In short I feel uncomfortable. Just a little smile will satisfy me of my work :)

8. When I feel tensed or worried, I get hungry ! I dont know from whom I got this gene. Can't help it! :P (If u think that point 2 and this is same, then the answer is NO).

9. When I watch a movie or read a book, I indulge myself there. I cry with them and laugh with the characters there. The worst effect of it was when I read Harry Potter, where Sirius Black (Godfather of Harry) died. And it took me several weeks to console that it was just a story, a book.

10. It was in 12th standard, I wrote a poem (in some 2003), beacause I thought that I can be a poet!! When I showed that to my Dad, he thought that it was nothing less than a crap. lol!
Then by the end of the academic year i.e, by april 2004, I wrote a poem for a friend on her birthday, and it was remarked good! And that gave me the entry to the world of poetry :)

So my first tag is over! and it feels great completing this tag!

Now my time to tag:

:: Nive :: Janaki :: Rajesh :: Karthikeyan :: Mithe :: Experiencing...
::Grumblings :: Shyamala :: Praja :: Balaji :: Sandy

Cya in the next post!
Until then take care :)

Freedom

2009-06-21T22:01:00.005+05:30

She was enjoying her freedom with the nature, the lovely trees, the chirping birds and the swift squirrels.
"Nanu, where are you?", mom's call.
"In the garden, ma"
"Get dressed up exquisitely".
"For??"
"A family is coming for bride-seeing ceremony".

My second work in 55 work fiction. Dont forget to tell me how you liked it! :)

A proposal

2009-06-14T14:42:00.006+05:30

I see the happiness in your eyes when you find me happy. I feel the care that you fill me with when others don't care to look at me. I saw the excitement and nervousness in you when i went for my first date. You took all the pains to make my first date successful, but you didnt know that a fool is a fool, nothing can work with it. You saw the things that i couldnt see, or i did not want to see. You gave me the attention for which I was never seeking for. You gave me the respect for which I am feeling respectful to myself. You gave me the world that i wished to be in but never thought that i will really go into. For the first time am crazy and i am really glad about it. I know this may sound selfish, but will you make this world permanent to me as it is now?? I promise I wont sing and make things horrible for you, I promse I will learn dancing and I promise that I wont look like a jerk anymore. Will you marry me?

Boy: Only on one condition...

Girl: What?

Boy: Promise me that you will be the same as you are.

The Accident: First attempt in 55 fiction!

2009-06-09T22:51:00.006+05:30

This is my first attempt with the 55 word fiction...Hope u vl like it...
n dont forget to give ur valuable feedbacks!

He didnt notice the car coming towards him. His job was at stake. His father wanted to open a shop to support. "But pa, i dont have money".
His child needed education.
He was worried and then the car dashed him. His time came and he died peacefully.

His insurance money will open the shop.

55 word fiction...

2009-06-09T15:24:00.004+05:30

Recently i found in many blogs about the 55-word fiction. I wondered what it was, and then the concept moved to more blogs. It was interesting that within 55 words, one can form a story or a drama or something else!!!

And here is what I found in Wikipedia about the 55-word fiction...

A literary work will be considered 55 Fiction if it has:

Fifty-five words or less (A non-negotiable rule)
A setting,
One or more characters,
Some conflict, and
A resolution. (Not limited to moral of the story)

Many new versions of the 55 Fiction have started to modify on the rules by either ignoring the rule to include conflict, or basing it on a true incident and dramatising it.

To know more about its existence and development, click here.

If u r wondering, why have i posted this.. then its to warn u ppl tht am also gng to give a try to this!

Sorry God...

2009-06-05T17:09:00.003+05:30

A child kneels, "Hey God, will you forgive me??"

God : "For what my dear child?"

Child, "Sorry God, I was busy with my sis as she came here after a long time, so only couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, I bathed late, so only couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, some guests arrived, was bit busy with them, so only couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, my parents were in a great tiff and I was worried, so I couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, I had to party, so I couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, wasnt in mood that day, so couldnt meet you.

Sorry God, just feeling sleepy, so couldnt meet you."

God laughed and said,"Is this all you were worried of?? No problem child. There are still many who look upon me as if I have comitted sin by creating them. Am happy that you atleast thought of me in these circumstances."

Last night

2009-06-01T15:05:00.007+05:30

The day went so stressful that by night, my thoughts faded one by one, my mind needed rest and the head-ache started troubling me for the long day's work, though it was a Sunday. It was that day I realised how mental work can tired a person as well. It looked as if my mind door was closed to pave way for any thought or like a filled glass which cannot add any more water to it.

I knew what I needed. Peace. Time for me. Time to listen to my every thought. Or time for myself to communicate with harmony.

With these thoughts I moved to the verandah of my house, with the rest of them sleeping. All the lights were switched off. Sitting on the chair, I can see only two lights – one was the street light, second was of the bulb from the opposite Professor’s home. I stared at the bulb for a few minutes and then that too went out. My father told me, “By viewing bulb for a long time, u vl hypnotize urself.” I got hypnotized through it... or, was I hypnotized by the arrogant-fast-world????

With the street light that too a block away, I began to tremble. What if a ghost with white mask and black hood will pop and say, “ Aaahaaa….heee…. Am here to eat you.” Suddenly I heard a man’s voice, “I will kill you. Don’t dare to trouble me”. It was like my thoughts became real. Then I realized that it was from a drunkard talking to the wind. I thought what worse can happen to me? May be that I will be dead. And that has to happen to anyone who has entered the world. What these worries will lead to me then?? Nothing other than harming me.

Through the grills of verandah, I can see that the tree was bending over and shaking as if it agreed to my answers. The wind seemed to be the medium of communication. The tree posed like a wise man and was smiling at me for the trivial worries that I carried with me. It shook there and told, “For generations and generations, I’ve seen many people like you, who worry for nothing and then get nothing”. And thus our conversation went on. Had anybody heard me there, I would have been a certified mad.

As I thought that, mom came and asked to me to sleep. She wondered what was I doing there. I was dumbstruck and said nothing. She wore her confused expression and then hurried me to sleep.

It was the most peaceful thing I’ve ever felt. Instead of running here and there, I found my peace, my thought smoothed and flowed constantly in that silent night. There needs to be a time where one has to take time for oneself. Because you cant run away from yourself!

Apart from all these, I wonder what mom would have thought of me.. a schizophrenic?????

P.S : this is my first longest post ever!! :)

Allah ke naam pe vote de do Baba! (For God's sake, please vote me!)

2009-05-12T14:28:00.003+05:30

Saw the campign
felt hard for it,
took a paper
and then listed the parties in it.

For a long time
I gave thought
for whom should i vote
and whom not.

Failed in the attempt,
for me everyone was corrupt.

I pinky-ponkyed them
but as a citizen
that too i cant do.
Coz i can do a role
of no-man
but not of a traitor.

So I left the stage
and sat there,
in that gathering
as a mere spectator.

This article is in response to Mithe's wish to publish here. Thanks yaar :)

Random Comparison - II

2009-04-26T19:00:00.003+05:30

That day :
A boy's mother to a boy, "You are a nice boy. Had I got a girl, I would have made her marry you."

This day :
A boy's mother to a boy, "You are a nice boy. Will you marry my son??" /blur

Random Comparison - I

I hate being sick :(

2009-04-23T21:10:00.001+05:30

I hate being sick :(

Just before a month, I was exclaiming my sis that its been more than a year, I havent got fever. And lo! the virus heard it!
The day went very tiresome. I felt lazier than used to feel on other days. It was then i found out that i got viral fever. I thought 'Wow! Now I can legally take a break and rest well!' For 2 days I enjoyed, but as the days went by, I felt more and more of my energy getting drained and my spirit quotient was nearing ground level and adding to it were the medicines, the boring diet :( Ugh! I really hate being sick!

And now...am as fine as ever! back! :)

Forest Life...

2009-03-15T10:10:00.005+05:30

In this life of forest,
some cruel some kind,
some ferocious, some tenderous,
I met many-an-animal here.
Helpful were few
but harmful were many.
Unarmed was I,
helpless was I,
a frightened lion was inside me.
But then I experienced,
the strength of the lion,
the wisdom of the lion,
and let it to nurture.
And my lion became the king,
and in this life of forest,
I rule.....

A service......

2009-02-27T12:19:00.004+05:30

Her voice booming around the streets, and with that follows the slogans of few more volunteers - all standing to eradicate the social evil CHILD LABOUR.

Nirnaya and her Co., had lots of credits, for their good deed, to their social organisation. With the objective of eradication of child labour, dowry, female infanticide; they move onto set their goals. Slogan rising, hunger strike were their key strengths.

Imana used to cover all these facts and showed them proudly in her news channel. With the organisation's succes, Imana's curiosity of knowing Nirnaya grew more and more. And on a Sunday, free day, she goes to the great social worker's house to pay her gratitude for her service.

Longtime after the knock, she got an answer. Controlling her excitement, she steps in. What a marvellous that was! She saw a sweet girl before her and remembers that she has interviewed her. She hears Nirnaya's voice, "Kaun aaya hai?" (Who has come?) and got elated as she stood in front of her.

Imana was surprised seeing the little girl, Kasturi, in Nirnaya's house. For that Kasturi replied, "Oh! is madiam ne hume godh liya hai" (This madam has adopted me). On further questions and interrogations, Imana finds that Nirnaya believes in self-work and she proudly says, "I work myself". Imana couldnt suppress her delight.

Imana called Kasturi and she returned after a couple of minutes. When she was forcing her hair back, Imana took notice of the blood coming behind from her ears. Then suddenly Imana asked for a first-aid kit and dressed the wound of Kasturi. At that time she saw fresh wounds and marks on her body and the knife-cuts on her fingers.

She felt the rought hands and the shivering Kasturi. And in a moment, Imana got up, shook the soft-handed Nirnaya and went away with the crushed pride......

Random Comparison - I

2009-02-17T21:24:00.004+05:30

Virtual is real:
You see the carton channels and worry about the super hero who dies or gets bruised...

Real is virtual:
Your mom pleads you to help her during her illness and you make it unheard!!

Sometimes we dont know what we are scribbling and then we realise, Oh! i have written this... something like tht, this came in....

Hurray!! my first Tanjore painting..

2009-01-31T18:56:00.006+05:30

Hi ppl,
As I was saying in my post about my first Tanjore painting, I finished and got it framed atlast!! :) :) :) n here'snap of how Ganeshji looks.....

MY LOVE.....

2009-01-27T00:00:00.006+05:30

My first romantic poem in my blog..... Hope you will enjoy this....

His hands and mine, were equally tight,
Forever, let him be on my side.
He is my faith, he is my love,
He is my shield, he is my soul.
To him, I talked and talked,
But what did I ??

I see me in me, I hate,
I see him in me, best, I rate.
Like the butterflies, over a flower hovering,
He was in the centre and me circling.

I jump with joy,
Of what I cant express.
I jump with a feeling,
A feeling of completness.
I jump with victory,
For I defeated loneliness.
I jump with insanity,
For there is a person to take care.
I jump with all my strength,
For I wont care for myself any more length.

A New year resolution

2009-01-18T17:23:00.005+05:30

In the slums of Mumbai, he lives. Lives with the cause of disturbign others. Comes he there, to his hut, stumbling here and there and then finds a way with great difficulty, through the broken door.

Quarrels, slaps, cries... the neighbours hear, not a new one to them. They come, peep, listen and then go on , for who has the strenght to object???

Then comes a day where over a heap of garbage, he sees children enacting him. With great fury and great insult he snarls them and hits them. To his amazement, he sees his own son in and with no words he goes out from there.

A feeling of shame and regret, he gets. Thinks of throwing the liquid poison, but sees that the next year is heading. So he plans to get rid of it by the next year and in the meanwhile, let him enjoy it.

Next week... With his little son as his guide, he follows, to his house. At a distance on the road, he sees a car. The car moves right, he moves right. The car moves left, he moves left. And besides, the little guide begs his father to follow him.

But the liquid poison got the control and his mind the slave now. The car moves with a great speed and he remains unbalanced. It comes, hits and goes. And the drunker lays down...After an hour or so, someone wakes him up and he checks again and again wether he is alive or not. (If u guess tht he is in heaven or hell..not so!!)

Then he turns around and sees a huge crowd encircling nearby - and there he sees his little guide who could never ever wake up anymore.

And he moans, "Why 2009 took long to come?"

2008.....

2009-01-16T21:48:00.004+05:30

Dear readers...

Wish u a gr8 year ahead...Well u might be thinking, that am wishing so soon ;) ;) You still have 349 days more!! Let these days bring you all the peace and prosperity that you have ever wished for..

Best wishes for the one who has taken resolutions...

Take care.

Plzzzzz help her.....

2008-11-30T16:09:00.004+05:30

There she lies in the room of darkness weeping and weeping silently...Her eyes show u the pain, for the fresh wounds, she has got. Her protectors, her guardians, her supporters betrayed her, iltreated her.

With silent pleading eyes, she sees you, calls you for mercy, for help. But you just make them unseen...Oh my lady!!!!

I see the lady there, where my heights donot reach. Want to serve her and make her good. But am struck with many a people here, some hoping for the same as I do and some hoping to outwit her and rule her.

She nurutred many, educated them and made them into great leaders, now fighting among themselves to attain her.

And in this selfish act, people throw mud at each other, abuse each other, snarl each other... but who considers the effects/the results???? And like everytime the result is the same - it stinks everywhere and it hurts her very much...

The internal conflict has lead to a big chaos and disorganisation in the country, and the country and its people are suffering a huge loss... We need to overcome this and stand united to fight against treachery and many such anti-social elements..

See u in next post... until then bye bye..Take care..

Oh my child!!!

2008-11-16T22:19:00.008+05:30

Fragile there, the newborn lie,
Onlookers come and give a dive,
To have a lovely sight.

Mom keeps to herself,
Letting not anybody touch, but herself.

Fears she for her child,
May not get infections, any mild.

Touches she, the skin and fingers,
Smile is all in her face that lingers.

With eyes closed, the baby sleeps,
Mom with every second, gives attention deep.

She smiles at her own creation,
For she knows the pain of separation.

She kisses him, lauds him;
For, this is the last moment,
and then she can never see him....

A child's 'sorry'...

2008-11-15T01:07:00.003+05:30

I got angry on him, on my DAD, for all the carelessness he has got. I shouted at him, not even worrying that his friend was accompanying him then.. With countless harsh words, I shot him and then went to the nearby shore to transfer all my anger to the sea by throwing stones.

There I sit and watch, people coming and going, in pairs, with family, some lonely to wander, to enjoy the sea, to breathe the fresh air, the look at the scenary, to dwell to their past - to think of their decisions, their commitments and their fullfilments or just came to think nothing...
My eyes, got fixed on a child who was making funny faces to his angry mother. The more the mother shouts, the more funnier he makes his face. On seeing that, the lady got hurt. And she turned away from the child.
And there, I saw the child's reaction. It got saddened because he cant see his mom going away from him. He ran upto the lady and pleaded sorry... I was waiting for the reaction.. thought that lady will fuss and then will forgive... But to my surprise, a smile lightened the lady's face, she took the child in her arms and they started playing again.
Seeing this, my heart began to feel guilty.. oh oh. 'How much I would have hurted my father then?' I should apologise to him... and self-defensing by saying that ' After all life is forgiving and forgetting na...'
With this hope and the child's energy, I went. So there in the office room, he sits,
'Dad?'
He doesnt notice me at all.. It pains much...
'Dad, Am sorry'
' '
Again a trial...
'Dad please, Dad. I wont repeat again.. Sorry.... Please.'
And with a kind smile, he forgives me and assures me that he will be careful hereafter... and like a lovely chap I sit near him, smiling with him....

So, this is life... isnt it???? FORGIVING AND FORGETTING!!!! :) :) :)

A decision.....

2008-11-09T18:58:00.007+05:30

Will I or not?
The question arises ever
Everytime the question arises
I get the same 2 answers
But if I follow the one
I have to leave the other
If I follow the one
I will
If I follow the other
I wont
But the question is still virtual
It will come once
And with it will come the answer.
And the answer,
From the two
Will change my life forever n forever.
But one thing let me tell,
With both the answers
Am satisfied and happy.
Anxiously waiting for the question,
For there lies my life's critical decision...

Friendsip...

2008-10-22T14:54:00.002+05:30

A bond that you share with somebody without any bondage....

In my childhood days, when people used to ask me," who are your friends?", I used to list down my classmates.Then year by year, I started neglecting out those people with whom I felt uncomfortable and those whom I felt bad and adding those whom I felt good and shared a comfort zone with them.
I read a friendship quote, "Tell me about your friend and i will tell about you". But is this the case?? The myth has a proof, where Karnan(the great philanthropist and kind man) was a great friend of Duryodhan.
In this bond, you give much space to your friend, so that he/she can move freely. You trust, share, guide and help them, but you dont try to empower... because everybody entitles to choose or decide in his/her life. This is the lovely thing that i like of a friend. They accept u as what u are... they say na" Like me, like my dog"!!!
Its been just becoming impossible to be without friends.... A smile on their face, glows up my day. Whenever I go online, I search for my friends.. Whenever I go out, I search for them.. hoping that wont i be able to find atleast 3 ?? I fear i got addicted..... addicted to Friendship...
Today is not any special day, but I want to thank my friends who have been there for me, whenever i needed them... Wish u all success, peace and prosperity...

Inspiration

2008-10-22T00:53:00.003+05:30

A fruit vendor, an old man,used to come to our home with his seasons blooms. Its been nearly 10 -12 years that I know him... He toils and so he earns. What I had for him was the sympathy for a hardworking labour, who worked day and night to make his both ends meet. I used to watch him and my dad bargaining over the fruits and atlast they compensate and get satisified with their performance. I just see them and go away.
Year by year I see him, with the same creaking cycle and rusted scale pans, with different fruits ofcourse. Once, when he came home, an uncle was chatting with my father.Uncle said to the old man, "Hello sir, how are you?" and with great humbleness and simple smile, he replied "Am fine, Sir". I was taken aback by the uncle's usage of SIR and gave a surprised look. On what earth, does this old man needs to be felicitated as 'sir'? My uncle on seeing me, went over to the vendor and asked, " What about your son? What is he doing now?
" With the same simplicity and proud smile, he replied "My son is working in Wipro".
"And your daughter?"
"One has completed her MCA, and the other is doing her B.Sc Chemistry".
Oh God, I just didnt expect this... The sympathy turned to a great respect. Even with the financial crisis, he made his children to study. He didnt consider his daughters as burden and infact made them to earn a degree and good name in the surroundings.. After that incident, whenever I meet him in road or shop, I neve failed to smile at him. And behind his every smile, I look the hardwork, determination and commitment that the old man has made...
We think of great people as role models but often we fail to notice that people in our vicinity, are not less than that.

Lord Of the Rings

2008-10-09T14:59:00.004+05:30

Hey frens....

After a lot of search, i got the trio of Lord of Rings.... n i say its really worth watching!!!
The movie dwells around the destruction of the ring which creates vice n malice in the bearer.. the fantasies and the unexpectancy vl pull u.... Frodo n his friend Sam (2 hobbits from shire) were assingned for the task of destructing it in the mount of Morado... wid d 7 companions, he set off to do his feat...

Boromir, Arargon - the king, fellow of Argon- Legolas and dwarf friend Gimli, the white wizard Gandalf, two hobbits- Pipin and Merry..

Saruman, the wicked wizard wid all his evil force tries to have a hand of the ring and master the dark world....

In this movie u can see the friendship, love, enemity, leadership, greed, support, cruelty, loyalty, passion, patriotism, excitement, sadness , the wicked , the holy, and the list goes on...

My fav charachters are Sam, Aragorn and his love Arwen Speed..
This movie was fantastic, marvellous and awesome... a must see movie... i vl rate 5 out of 5... thought of reading ts book.. no idea wen i vl get tht in hand..hopefully soooonn!!kudos to the team :)

Have a nice watching!!!!

Review of Ckkompany!!!

2008-10-05T15:28:00.004+05:30

Hi folks,
To while away the time, thought of bumping into another movie, ckkompany.... hope tht with the 2 K's u wud have guessed whose movie this must b? yup...rite , our Ektaji's movie only... And as expected her brother tushaar is doing the lead role as an underworld news reporter and giving him the support are Anupam Kher, a retired accountant and Rajpal Yadav, a clown in a shopping mall....
Ekta kapoor has proved tht she not only can make soaps but also can comeup with moral based movies... n she can also ACT yaar!! She wasnt bad for her first trial... n this pic was some sort of Anti-balaji television!!!! Mithun dada also got a centre role of the city-famous-DADA...
ckkompany is founded by 3 'aam aadmis' to achieve their dreams but it goes public and creates panic among the irresponsible government employees, Mithun dada and it tries to bring justice to the aam admis... this movie somewhat sounded like the tamil movie "4 students" who take up the challenge of helping people... As for music...KHOKA song is gud... had a gud time watching this movie...

have a gr8 time frens... tc

Maan gaye Mughale Aazam...

2008-09-23T21:56:00.002+05:30

Hey frens,
My first review here.... wanted to write one, so started here... but the sad and bad thing is tht its MAAN GAYE MUGHALE AAZAM.......ugh... sob sob...
I didnt expect much from this movie but hoped fair for Paresh Rawal and he wasnt in his form too.. :( wont u b surprised when i vl say tht Paresh Rawal was the husband of Mallika Sharawat!!!! It seemed as if it was rahul Bose's first movie, everywhere overreactions.... A RAW agent(Rahul Bose) seeks the help of dramatists (coz he cudnt arrange squads!!!!) to smuggle RDX from the villains... funny na... and i felt disappointed... not a thing in here was real...
Usually i like to watch movies but for this one, i waited for its end, hoping tht atleast the next scene vl have something gud,but...
i vl rate half for this movie...

hopefully next time i vl write a gud review for a gud movie....

take care frens....

ELEVEN MINUTES!!!!

2008-09-23T21:22:00.003+05:30

Hi Friends,
Recently i read Paulo Coelho's ELEVEN MINUTES....based on the life of a prostitue and she risks everything to find her 'inner light'. well... the novel was philosophical but not the kind of novel tht one can usually expect from Coelho... And strictly this novel is not for the beginners...

There are many, but here i show u a few excerpts, tht i like from the book... hope u vl too....

1. I am two women: one wants to have all the joy,passion and adventure that life can give me. The other wants to be a slave to routine, to family life, to the things that can be planned and achieved. I'm a housewife and a prostitute, both of us living in the same body and doing battle with each other.
The meeting of these two women is a game with serious risks. A divine dance. When we meet, we are two divine energies, two universes colliding. If the meeting is not carried out with due reverence, one universe destroys the other.

2.Neither of us were tired. We went into the living room, he put on a record and did exactly as i had hoped: he lit the fire and poured me some wine. Then he opened a book and read:
A time to be born and a time to die;
A time to pluck and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill and a time to heal;
Atime to break down and a time to build up;
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stomes and a time to gather stones together;
A time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get and a time to lose;
A time to keep and a time to cast away;
A time to rend and a time to sew;
A time to keep silence and a time to speak;
A time to love and a time to hate;
A time of war and a time of peace.

This sounded like a farwell, but it was the loveliest farewell I would ever experience in my life.
.........................................................................................................

okay frens, c u in the next article... take care...

Back Again!!!

2008-09-18T11:11:00.002+05:30

Hey frens....back again.................
was desperate to write blog but was busy with many chores....so back finally!!!! :) :) :)

While i was thinking what have kept me busy..i realised that i have done multiple roles this month... Lemme tell u some of them which cud b termed as professional.... A nurse(as my father got operated), a painter(currently doing my first tanjore painting), an accountant(worked for a week under father..but his stocks n trades are out of my sensess..huh!!), a teacher (to my brother for his 1st terminal exams... a gr8 shouting job yaar), a cook( for 3 days or so...except for my father nobody has ever complimented yaar :( :( :(..but am still trying to improve myself)... Hope the list ends here... n lets c wat more roles can i play for the rest of the period until the company calls....

but tell u something... i really want the company to call me soon......

K yaar...take care..hav a nice time...

GOLDEN WIN FOR INDIA :) :) :)

2008-08-11T22:27:00.003+05:30

This day was/is very special to India...
Abinav Bindra of 25 from Chandigarh bagged the Olympic Gold medal that an Indian won nearly after 28 years who holds an Masters degree in Business Administration and a CEO of the comapny 'Abhinav Futuristics' in bangalore....

He was the youngest contestant in Sydney Olympics where he broke the olympic record in shooting but failed to win in the finals...
In the winning ceremony, he maintained his calm and composure. But when he was interviwed i felt he was showing off... n his felow members were also keeping him away from the media... i just dont know wat wud have happened if he wud have answered few more answers???

But he made a nice quote which i admired and its ... " U need to believe india and its power"

The day had another fine start wid Saina Nehwal entering into Quarterfinals, another great day for Indians...
But v Indians r exctied so much about just one medal!!! day to night i was finding the same news again n again repeating every 30 mins or 45 mins... i was just wondering what will happen if indians start bagging laurels like USA or China???

~ONE WORLD ONE DREAM~

2008-08-10T16:41:00.004+05:30

On the day of 8/8/08 at 8 p.m. n at the 8th minute..... olympics saw the finest ever welcoming ceremony in Beijing.... i was just gng crazy to see the inaugral ceremony.... n atlast it ended... letting the viewers in awe n wonder...

I really got impressed with the concept of ONE WORLD ONE DREAM.... i was with the performers enjoying, sharing their happiness n excitement... n sometimes with the cheering crowd. The 2008 percussionists stole the show... i was just placing myslef as the manager of the olympics team n thinking of the victory i wud have got...

The 56 member indian team was lead by Rajyavardhan Singh Rathore......
the entire surrounding was superb superb and added it to was firework display which captivated most of the show...

How i wish cud have been in olympics... atleast they cud have selected me as a substitute for any game..it not fair!!!! ;) ;) ;)

Dawalgiri temple in Bhuvaneshwar....

2008-08-09T21:58:00.006+05:30

hey frens
in the last article i posted about my visit to orissa na... there in bhuvaneshwar i went to Dawalgiri temple which is in the otskirts of the city.... Its been the first time i heard such temple though i have went there many a times.... The scene was worth capturing n observing....

The river that u cud see in the first photo is River Dayanithi (reminded me of IT minister!!)

This is temple of Lakshmi Goddess n in the back side of the temple we have Bhudda temple.. it is believed that after Kalinga war king Ashoka came here to gain his mind's peace n then he started following buddhism....

Had a gr8 time there... when u ppl get a chance to visit bhuvaneshwar..dont miss it....

c u in the next article... take care...

After a long time!!

2008-08-08T22:09:00.006+05:30

Hi Friends....

Missed ur comment a lot... am back again... though after a long time i know.. sorry for that...
well the past 3 months went roaming around here n there, sitting useless at home somehow passing away the time...

This hols, i went to grandma's house after a pretty long time...was indeed gr8 there..

Lemme show u a typical house of that place..

This is how the building looks..ancient type.. but admirable... For the first time i saw what a flood was indeed horrible yaar... First i thought tht its a pond then only came to know tht many roads have got submerged... then came to know how flood can affect people...

The sight was worse yaar..

ok leaving now..catch u in the next article...

P.S. : Helping hands are better than the praying lips...

IEEE valdi....

2008-04-02T23:51:00.004+05:30

hm.... came end to my journey in the IEEE of mepco.. :(
my team.... my ppl.... shared many moments wid them.....

Me in the middle wid horns!!!! had a nice team n nice time ... working, chatting, mocking n making all sorts of fun..... Gng to miss the team very much..... Hoping to b in touch wid them forever.....

C This!!!! awesome!!!

2008-03-27T11:55:00.001+05:30

Hi friends... just look into this website....

www.100mb.nl

U vl find here a large penguin in the foreground and codes in the background(ofcourse i didnt write!!).... these are the codes which were written to bring this picture of penguin.... Great work na!!!! I liked it very much....

HAPPY HOLI!!!!!!!!!!

2008-03-24T16:15:00.001+05:30

After a long long time..nearly after 2 years i got leave from the college to celebrate HOLI....... chanceless.. I enjoyed a lot.... nearly 6-8 people we roamed the town colouring everyone whom v know.... n people were bewildered.. even a child cried seeing us.. (ha..ha..ha).... n many ppl said "chi" ... but who is going to care them... Ultimately v had a great time, met many ppl... ate many things too.... had a funfilled colourfull HOLI ....... everlasting memories!!!!!!! :) :) :) hopefully i wont miss this next year..!!!!

Broke the RULES!!!

2008-03-24T15:04:00.004+05:30

Its been days n days that i n my friends have taken a fresh breath while going home from the college... v ppl are packed in a bus n there have been times where we have even hanged from the bus... seems comedy na.. but v ppl suffered much.... And atlast this Thursday.. we broke out, fought n we enjoyed the rush, rain n crowd in the Govt. bus and had fun... For us 8 ppl... that day was gr8 day... Really freedom is the thing that makes everybody to enjoy the life to the fullest......

Back after a long time....

2008-03-13T18:05:00.000+05:30

Hi friends.... its been over a long time that i have blogged something..... The past 3-4 weeks of my college days were the days which were very hectic and which i enjoyed the most....These days included the various symposia like Zephyrus 08, Abhivart 08, Acumen 08 and fun within friends, classmates and my ever memorable trip to PSG for "Renaissance", getting hooked in project and many such situations...... but all was pure fun and superb experience............
The college days are now drawing to an end.... just hoping that these would come again....ofcourse am not talking about studies!!!!!!!! And presently everybody is busy in filling the slambook to make everybody's life memorable....and me too involved in that holy process....

A war won....

2008-02-09T16:58:00.000+05:30

When evil n force rules us, then the time has come to prove that we are not people who r stupid and weak..... And once this happened.... my hostel which rules the students with its rules and regulations, got a heavy blow from the students..... Students were restricted from going homes on normal days n no saturdays (2nd or 4th) were holidays.... We tried lot and lot to meet the authorities but all were in failure..... So, then we all got fired up and made a dharna before the hostel...that was the loveliest time that i had in my hostel life...... and u wonder what happened??? The principal came..heavy arguments raised.....then after a great defeat...he noted our problems, considered it and we were allowed to go home when we wish......

n yet there r some of the problems which are to be ruled out.....

Now i wonder.. for anyother thing that we need and if it is refused....then why shouldnt we go for yet another strike!!!!......... This moment i n my friends will ever cherish.....

myself an inspiration!!!! i wonder!!!

2008-02-09T16:47:00.001+05:30

It was a very exciting day for me.. when my dearest friend, nive, said that it was me, her inspiration, for writing her first poem.... my joy knew no bounds.... Really still i wonder am i really of that strata.....
i read the poem again n again... an am really happy of that.....
oh nive... am gng to miss u a lot yaar...
her poem will b at www.cnivedhida.blogspot.com

Candle n Poverty...........

2008-02-01T12:23:00.000+05:30

The beauty you have got

The heart you have got

Has melted everyone...

The tear you shed

Shows your joy.

The decline in your height

Shows your peak of victory.

The brightness you give

The loveliness that you spread

Has never abandoned you.

You stand ever with the God,

You stand ever with the poor

To give them the light

To give them the hope

That one day...

They too will be the illuminators! !

I know..... (on the rememberance of a friend)

2008-01-22T21:00:00.000+05:30

Knows not the love,

the mind

Knows not the softness,

the thorn

Knows not the neatness,

the mud

Knows not the vice,

the child

Knows not the sorrow,

the time

Unknown many

and known are few...

What I know is....

my FRIENDSHIP is true.

Wife....

2008-01-21T16:29:00.000+05:30

Thought of adding some of my poems.........

Just a funny one (hope so.............. )

Life says "Don't desperate"
But my wife doent cooperate
Thought she is my best mate
But she makes only fierce debate....

Hindi Poem - Meri aajadi

2007-08-27T16:34:00.000+05:30

Cheen liya kuch logo ne mujhse meri ajaadi
Naa saans lene ki fursat
Naa hasne ki taakat
Aise waqt me ulajh gayi ki
Patha bhi nahin kitne hiren
Ko piche chod aayi
Dhoond rahi hoon
Bachav ke liye apni
Is pagal duniya se
Jisne khud ko to hasna bhula diya
Aur mujhe bhi bhula diya.