Story Sunday #4

"Stop being Childish. You are 30" my neighbour was saying when she opened the door to me. I was taken aback. But since she was looking at her younger daughter, who seemed to be sulking on the sofa, I realised she had probably addressed it to her 13 year old daughter and not to me and I had misheard the 30.

"Hi.Sit. Will be back with coffee" My neighbour said (to me this time) and darted into the kitchen. And I was sitting in her drawing room with her two daughters who were strangely silent. I raised my eyebrows to her other daughter who was 17 and she explained.

"Three days back, a relative Simi came to our house. Sis drew a potrait of Simi to show it to Mum. But Simi also saw the potrait and wanted it. When Sis was out of sight, Mum gave Simi the drawing. Sis got upset over it and refuses to show any of her drawings to Mum, Mum was trying to pacify Sis saying Simi will not be invited again. Sis then drew a drawing with her crayons and showed it to Mum. But sis had drawn only drawn the words "It was mine. U gave it away". Thats why Mum said stop being childish."

At this point the 13 year old broke her silence and said "I didnt say I didnt want Simi to come here. I just want my drawing back. And now Simi has taken it away. I would have given itto Simi, if Mum had asked me. But Mum didnt ask me before giving. Mum had no right to give it.The drawing was mine"

I hesitated then said, "But you wouldnt have been able to draw, if your Mum had not given you all the painting material and not encouraged you, and you drew it to show your Mum, and your Mum didnt give all your drawings. She just gave one away.  And she has in the past framed, some of your best drawings.Your Mum is very busy, try to ignore this."

But the little girl sulkily said  "It was mine"

Just then my friend entered with the two cups of hot coffee. And the girls left the room. As I sipped the hot coffee, I thought ,thankfully the problem isn't mine.

And then over the coffee pondered

What is mine
Doesn't everything belong to the divine.
If something is not with us due to design
Why be depressed and whine
Instead of accepting it and saying I am still fine
If only the ego's invitation we could decline
And ask ourself, What indeed is mine...

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Photo Friday # 4

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Story Sunday #3

She knew she was supposed to feel happy and excited. Neighbours and friends filled their house and there was an impromptu party. Tears of joy ran down her parent's cheeks. Everyone wanted to be photographed with her and kisses were showered on her cheeks. Perhaps I am numb from joy, she dejectedly thought. She heard her father taking credit for the battle she had fought.

Few months back, in the first round of another singing competition, she had been eliminated. And she remembered their harsh reaction, to her blunder. They had called her a loser and had scorned her aspirations. It had hurt to lose in the competition, but nothing matched the hurt, of being disowned. The shame she felt, when her parents, said they were ashamed of her. Surely there was more to her than her performance?

Perhaps its tough love, she reasoned to herself. But wouldn't it have been wonderful, if they had been there for her, even when she lost, she wondered.

Its not the time to think, just enjoy the moment, she told herself.
Yet, wished, those around her would, love not just the victory, but also herself.

Failure is an orphan while success has many fathers,she realised, as she smiled at everyone who had gathered.

Yet, she wanted to say, Instead of just giving me this wonderful toast,
Where were you all, when I needed you the most.

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Photo Friday #3

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Once upon a time, in the past..

Once upon a time..
..I loved the past
But now I've gone forward...
I've realized I cannot love the past while I'm in the present, so I let go...


I let go of those memories that held me captive for so long..
Those dreams I once knew that were brought to life by you,
Now are only there to help me fall asleep at night
I am going on by myself..

I am going forward into my future with hopes that my new dreams will someday come true just like you had done for me..

Once upon a time, in the past..

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I Miss you

I know that you're my destiny
because i know this is real
and i know that you love me
because you show how you feel

I know that you're my Breath
and that we were meant to be
because i know that your love
is all i seem to need

I know that you're my life
and how i feel deep down is sincere
because when i'm with you i'm complete
and I always want you near

I know that you're my love
because you sweep me off my feet
and your touch is so tender
it makes my heart skip a beat

I know that you're my destiny
and i love the sweet things you do
but , all-n-all
i really love you ..

And Now All of all

I Miss You

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With out my love...

Upon my pillowcase,
Soaked with salty tears
Is perched a diary,
Filled with forgotten fears

Alongside the terrors
Ring a bell of gold
Inside a marble tower
My story will unfold
Pale stars trail behind
A long forgotton path
Memories are erased
And unto me is wrath

The room echos now
with the haunting voice of me
Calling from the diary
Reaching into night to see
A smudged world
where without my sorrow
Without my love
Life sings bitter and hollow ..

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College life..

I feel like its long since i wrote.. too many to pen down.. this week my college life had begun.. the real one.. [those who know me know the meaning of this] lol...two days of college n i think i started liking the college.. full of north indian students.. i met few interesting people the very first day..n more over i learned to travel by train.. my transport to college is tiresome..but enjoyable..i hope to ve a gud beginning to my life here.. n yeah ragging i forgot to mention that.. i have seen ragging in movies and read..Now was my time to experience.. None of my college seniors know to rag.. They just simply do that for namesake and to show that they are seniors.. Anyway whatever it is .. i like the atmosphere n four more years of the same..hope i enjoy it.

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STORY SUNDAY #2

A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"
DAD: "Yeah sure, what is it?"
SON: "Daddy, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?"
SON: "I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?"
DAD: "If you must know, I make 100 an hour."
SON: "Oh," the little boy replied, with his head down.
SON: "Daddy, may I please borrow 50?"
The father was furious, "If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I work hard everyday for such this childish behavior."
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that 50 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door."Are you asleep, son?" He asked."No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy."I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier" said the man."It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the 50 you asked for."The little boy sat straight up, smiling. "Oh, thank you daddy!" He yelled.Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father."Why do you want more money if you already have some?" the father grumbled."Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied."Daddy, I have 100 now, can I buy an hour of your time?Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you. "The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without spending some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our heart.
Do remember to share that 100 worth of your time with someone you love. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of days. But the family and friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives. And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more into work than onto our family.

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Photo Friday # 2

The intricately designed flower mats-POOKOLAM
Pookolam
Kala Vela festival
Onam Sadhya-Spl dishes of Onam/'Kaanam Vittum Onam Unnanam'
Snake boat Race in the pampa river..

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Chinna thiru onam vanthalo....

Harvest festival of kerala is here..Thiruvonam. Not a keralite though my best friend is one.Here is what i heard from her about this important festival of kerala.and my photo friday #2 is going to be on onam..It is said that according to a popular legend this festival of harvest is celebrated to welcom king mahabali ,whose spirit is said to visit kerala at the festive time.This is a ten day festival and the first day and the tenth day are said to be important.Kerala means coconuts and boat races.who can forget the enchanting backwaters.The enchanting feature of Onam is the snake boat race vallamkali.The traditional games,cultural activities,folk dances add more colours to the zest of celebration.The pookolam is another intersting feature in this festival.Its nothing but intrigately designed flower mats in the courtyards of the houses with lamp decorations is a cultural activity. Happy onam to all....

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Happy Onam ....

Happy Onam  Wishes...

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Too much to forget..

September 11 -- This is turning out to be an unforgettable day.Most of us remember the 9/11 attacks in US.Today take minute to remember them all.Leaving that the most cute couple in kollywood celebrating their  second wedding anniversary today--SURYA AND JYOTHIKA.Happy Anniversary to them.Birthday of one of the gorgeous top actress in kolly wood.Happy birthday to Shriya Saran.Well considering the date i too have something with this.My first day of college.I had the inauguration celebration and a start to my new life.All the best to me..lol..

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Photo Friday #1

Vivo city,the shopping mall in singapore
@ dark..

The letter VIVO architectured in the ceilings..

Food court in Vivo city

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Paying fine teaches lessons

A day with a good start ended with disappointment.Well it was my fault though.I went to Landmark book store along with a friend of mine in search of calligraphy books and landed paying fine to the traffic police even before i went.I didn't have a license,No helmet,Wrong route.. A perfect end.Guess i was lucky today the policeman was kind enough to let me go with a fine of 100 bucks.Thanks to him.If he had pressed charges for all the three i would never would have ended up buying the books.That was a narrow escape.When i came home and told my father about it i had hell lot of dialouges waiting which i knew even before he said.First thing Past three years my father is pressing me to take a license which i have not even listened.Now i get caught i m not allowed to drive anymore without a license..That puts me off.Planning to get a Learners license this week so i could apply for original license.Some times payings fines do teach lesson which i regret later.

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