Random Comparison - II

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 :(

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...

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......

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

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..

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.....

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.