Confession.

I splintered a mirror,

The mirror that gave my flawless fake image.

It crashed with a creak on the floor,

Spilling tiny silver fleshes everywhere.

Do not scrounge for the reasons,

Let me alone know them.

Some snickered, some pitied.

Others’ ireful eyes waited to burn me down.

Smile is my answer.

But into whose hearts, the pieces pierced so terribly,

, they  sting me and  I cant bear.

Soon, I will turn a forgotten song.

And no lips will sing me

And that is what I need.

Then I will be relieved .

My furtive flight will start

To where I shall really belong.

Perhaps you are a mere living image now,

Like what I have been, like whom I may become again

or

You too shall find this strange mirror soon,

shining strangely in the dark

Beckoning everything that it shouldn’t .

The mirror that can reflect you

When you never really stand before it.

THE WAIT...

The other day I was standing in my balcony, waiting for the one hour long power cut to end (thanks to TN government for this unkindest cut of all :D) That’s when I heard this little girl cry at the top of her voice…… I craned my neck to see who it was, for in our street there are so many tiny tots.

I saw a girl in the front portico of her house, sitting in the lap of her grandma. The granny was wiping her tears off and was saying “ amma ippo varuva paapa, azhakoodathu nee”. Meaning “mommy will come soon baby, don’t cry”

“Oh this kiddo!” I thought as her sob continued to amplify to a dangerous peak!

The kid has both her parents working who come back home late at  night, and leave early at dawn and she, who is about 3 years old and her younger sis, stay with her grand parents all day. No more a strange story.

This reminded me of an SMS joke that I read recently,which was something  like this

KID: “granny, who is that man and that woman who comes at night?? i saw them yesterday….

GRAN:”Thank god! So you have finally seen them!

They are your parents!!! Both work as software engineers.

Now ,Let’s celebrate this!”

May be it’s a bit lame, but I liked this piece of satire.

A sudden bawl from the kid distracted me from my thoughts

  I thought I t wasn’t fair to get irritated at the noise.   What else do you expect her to do?Dance with glee when she longs for her mommy?

THE naked truth is that kids are the most and worst affected when both their parents are working. The bitter consequence of practicality.

 I know some parents who literally hurl their little kids into some crèches or ask the grandparents to look after them. In newspapers, I have read about parents who forgot to pick their kids up from day care centers, in the hangover of dazzling parties at their work.

 Ask these people how they love their children and they would say.”I call my little one everyday from the office” or “I buy him a BIG cake on the birthday” or “ we buy infinite number of toys,chocolates,colour pencils, everyday only for him”  hmmm….so that is LOVE.

I wonder when and how, each and everything in our lives did become so very formal,So very insincere.

In the run to conquer money, time and what not, people don’t realize that they keep dropping,losing, so many things, the foremost being their kids’ childhoods.

Well one can’t even blame the parents completely for they need to work to make both ends meet, but its hurting to find them becoming materialistic nowadays L

 “ALL I WANNA SAY IS THAT THEY DON’T REALLY CARE ABOUT US!!!!” Suddenly, I heard MJ scream from my T.V. (I wondered if it was just coincidence or if M.J was echoing the lament of the kidsJ).The current had come at last.

My wait finally was over but the little girl’s was not .I wondered how many more minutes, or hours she had to wait for her mommy to come back home….

After looking at the little girl, who had dozed off by then on her granny’s shoulders, I went in to my room.

Survival of the fittest...

It was recently that I came to know about one of my classmate’s motto of life. She said she followed “the survival of the fittest” rule. I was surprised and if at all I had some good impression left, of her, it drained off automatically at that very instant leaving a blank space.

Little did I know that she befriended people only for her advantages. She pushes around with everyone, even with teachers and literally pushes whoever comes her way , to become the first , be it in the queue  for presenting the slide in the bio lab, or for getting apparatus in chemistry lab.

She would be the first to submit any assignments and she often do a Hermione in class…

Seriously her attitude is horrible. I guess anybody in my class would agree with me except for some practical thinkers. (Well don’t bother them. Hmmm ..who knows ,these so called practical thinkers may even support terrorism. The ever increasing human population being the hot problem of today’s world that  causes geologic and economic instability and  decelerates the development of any country ,terrorism is a great “boon” and “solution” to decrease the population rate right?!?:o )

Well coming back to the topic, She seems quite proud to admit that she is over smart! And once said that she is ready to do anything for her education, that being her top priority…..

Now, the whole purpose of education has gone waste!

She justifies all her acts by saying that it was the problem of today’s world where one cant survive, unless one can compete and win and be perfect of all. And hence only the fittest would survive. Now that leaves a lot for me to wonder. i should say this is insane. What are we up to?

Let me tell you my view on competition .competition only reflects one’s uncertainness of his abilities and confidence and it further reflects his fear .why because if one really believes in himself, he  will definitelywork at his  own pace.success to him is always visible,unlike for others who runs in search of it....

when one is ready to polish his potential to the core he wont be afraid of anything and most importantly he would compete only with himself.

Today People are so very self absorbed and they are like “oh god, let them all go down in life” hey seriously why cant it be like “oh god help me to come up in life” at least?

Again, “survival of the fittest” is the golden words what is followed in politics too, world wide. No wonder the politics is getting dirtier by day…

Further this phrase was given by the sociologist Herbert Spencer to allude the theory of natural selection given by Charles Darwin and Alfred Wallace, something what happens among the lower organisms, where the creatures who can adapt and are reproductively fit would survive and others will be eventually eliminated.

Now are these practical thinkers out there still trying to say that, this is what is required in this era? that homo sapiens should go back  and behave like lower animals?

Who knows they might even nod a yes! wowJthen that’s going to be an interesting irony…..seriously what has happened to the intellect that we are known for?

Truth...

“Now , whom are you searching for in the desert? The folks whom you thought you saw with you, when you thought you found roses and sunshine? My dear fool, I can only laugh at you…..

Now look down ……can you see your shadow? Yes ! he is your only comrade now….. But soon he too shall dissolve in the darkness…

Why are you crying? This is not a world you can live in..

You dwell in a world where green papers surface over love and relationships are all about mere formalities….you realize that don’t you  now?

Yes, The perilous roots of selfishness and hatred have enmeshed every soul, their inner senses, very badly and here you  are all alone 

    Ultimately Whose is the fault?oh I know not…

 Dear little lamb,your innocence is your predator

    Surely this world doesn’t need you ,BUT hold on….”

The power lies within you.

Sometimes everything goes wrong. You fall. The world laughs at you.

What will you do then? What can you do then?

Strange as it may sound, but there still will be two options left for you to choose from.

YOU can sit down, cry aloud, let the dark memories obsess you, feel guilty, question your faith, curse yourself, blame the fate,  consider it as the end of everything like a real coward

OR

YOU can stand up, smile at the laughing world, fight back, believe in yourself, free your immortal spirit to clutch what it wants, consider it as the beginning of everything, rise up like a phoenix

Which one do you like to choose?

The power to do anything in your life, lies within you.

you can let the fear devour you or you can devour the fear.

Remember, you are the creator of your own destiny.

No one else is, nothing else is…

Advices,advices everywhere,unable to breathe!

So What’s this thing that you get free of cost in abundance and more than that everyone is very keen and generous to offer and still  we mostly don’t bother to accept???

BRAVO! Yes, it is advices! And particularly students ‘prey fall’ for the glib and clichéd advices about their future .

Because here in India 10^th and 12^th grades, 12th   especially is considered to be the turning point in a student’s life. (I wonder why everyone is forced to turn at the same point. Won’t turning points be different for different people?)

“Somebody’s opinion about what another person should do”-this is how an Encarta dictionary defines the word “advice”

Isn’t that sounding stupid?! So everyone can advice anyone about anything!

 Suppose a person A advises a girl X about which career she should choose and Some B advises the same girl X about the same topic,  but the advices are totally different from what A has said, and both are equally good, what should this girl do???

Wouldn’t she feel lost unless she is robustly determined to follow her heart and not the advices?

So, what I understand is, these advisers are actually trying to prove and make us follow whatever they feel is right in their opinion, which they gathered from their experiences that they learnt from their life.

So let me ask you a question. Do you think that lessons one has gathered from his or her experiences would be exactly applicable to everyone?

That can’t be! It’s high time that people should stop advising glibly.

Worst of all, There is yet another group who advises every one to be practical. Such people want us to leave our dreams because for them, dreaming and achieving them are not practical in this era unless our dream is about becoming a doctor or engineer in our life!

Now are these the only professions in this whole universe?

Oh, ya! just heed their words and at the end of the day, we will definitely find ourselves walking along with a crowd where everyone shares the same identity…cheers to the elders! Look at the result of being practical!

Of course it is in our hands to take or simply ignore those advices but sadly most of the time we get brain washed or influenced by our elders if we an unstable and moreover advices are highly deceptive.

Well to end this up ,given below is my definition for advice.

“A few words from a perfect person, that are strong and true, with the intensity of fire that can change our life in the correct direction ”

and not to forget that we should get them exactly when we are in desperate need of it. Too fictitious!

so truly its advices advices everywhere and we are unable to breathe….. I have only one request to the elders--  please let us follow our heart and whatever is your reason for why we should not follow our dreams, we give self contentment the top priority and once we achieve it, no doubt this world will be at our feet!

night sky

Watching night sky is one of my hobbies. Bet you all love it too.

I don’t know what feeling fills my heart when I watch the night sky but I think it’s a mixture of romantic, melancholic and blissful feeling.

I like walking alone on the terrace of my home, watching the sky during the twilight.

At that time, I always try to find out the brightest of all the stars because I know that it’s my granny.

Then I will smile at her and believe me she will smile back…she was so sweet, my unique granny….

You know, When I was young I used to think that, everyday a star falls down from the sky. And hence I used to stay alert to catch one ;D

Sometimes I would simply wait for a shooting star or watch the moon among the floating clouds. Isnt she pretty and majestic like a queen.?

But what do we learn in the school? That moon is the only natural satellite of the earth, we belong to milky way galaxy, stars don’t twinkle but its just atmospheric refraction bla bla bla.

Now who cares about all that when the beauty of the night sky leaves us speechless……

No science can tell you about the stars better than our “twinkle twinkle little star” rhyme that we learnt in our kindergarten.

But It’s true that as we grow up we become rational, And hence there won’t be or there can’t be any place for those silly, kiddish thoughts that we once strongly believed in!

They just become something we can simply laugh at heartily, a part of childhood memories.

Well, let me conclude this post with a short poem. (poem? Don’t think so) J

“I hear the twinkling stars

Whispering to me,

‘Come to us. Come to this zenith.’

Oh stars, I will reach there one day.

If not in my life, at least after that”

"oh ants,you are just amazing!"

Dear ant,

Today when I saw you and your friends moving on the wall of my room,

I reached for the broom to sweep you off the wall.

But then something in you left me unable to do the job I was supposed to. You made me wonder, and think.

I have seen you moving so many times but today I observed you.

What a perfection your crew has!

The queue you maintained from the source to destination left me startled.

The other day when I went to a shop, what I saw was not a line but a crowd.

 I wish the people here had your discipline.

And my gosh! Your head is so tiny and yet you don’t forget the way to your house wherever you go!

I still remember the day when I was new to this city and lost my way to homeJ

You and your friends easily lift the big bread crumbs on the floors, that are double your size!

Hats off to your hard work,and your team spirit is the eighth wonder!

Its something that most of us lack…

How beautifully do you prove that- united we stand and divide we fall.

 And science has proved that you are good in calculations too! Oh god how I struggle to do some of my maths sumsJ

All together you are just INCREDIBLE!.yet people use ant pesticides to  get rid of you. Sometimes I feel sad imagining how painfully you die. suffocating Or otherwise you silently get crushed under our feet.:(

Man thinks that he is the master of this world. I am just wondering in what way is he superior When he does not even know that even a small insect like you is the creation of god and can teach him some great lessons of life…

Dear ant, yet you don’t even have the faintest sign of ego…you are just cool and continue your work.nothing bothers you…. I admire you! lol!

Oh dear ant you are just AMAZING!

Reading just a hobby???

The word hobby would be too small a word to describe such a great art-reading!

 The word would suit the art of reading in many contexts but there are a few exceptions.

Reading is not only about time pass or a mode of seeking knowledge but a great relief, a short escapism from the reality! According to me at the least

Yep! Particularly when the world around you, irritates you.

Just think of this, the crowd around you is screaming at you. screaming in the sense…like,
perhaps they want your attention but you don’t seem to like that.
perhaps they want to tell you that you should be with them and your path is wrong, but actually you are not interested for you don’t want to be with them and you know your path is right.

you are literally exhausting and dying because of that bedlam of yells .you are not able to take it anymore, the anger is gradually waking up for they have irritated u enough and the good mood of you is going to sleep for you are captivated.

So friends before your provoked mind commands anything to you or if you are wondering about what could be done at such an instance, think,

What other idea than opening a book and slipping away to another world can be the ultimate retaliation and the ultimate escape? Brilliant isn’t it???

The idea that satisfies both anger and sadness.



Now, It’s a kinda “bunking off” so don’t take anything with you but just grab the hands of ‘concentration’ with you.

As you run way, you can hear those sick people still irritating you but their voices are fading now for you are far away from them, now please show your victorious grin

And far away they continue to provoke you because you are physically present but you know you are mentally vanished!



Writers are great,blessed specially by the god, mortal gods as I would like to call them for they create fantasy worlds with mere pens, a world invisible yet beautiful when our Imagination ignites life in those worlds!

Books are nothing but mobile worlds,each different from another,and you have great choices...aint it a boon for a  refugee???
So now when you reach another world you start the journey, where you are invisible to the people in those worlds! you watch them,dream about what you would have done

if you were in that ,altogether u enjoy it.Those people make you laugh, cry……. Ya kind of roller coaster drive through emotions

And as the end nears a tear trickles down your cheeks (I do get them !), you think “alas its all over, a beautiful world wish I could stay longer……. ,forever”

but impossible!(wait, but they say nothing is impossible right??? I doubt it now!)

Well you wouldn’t have felt so if you consider reading as just a hobby. hope I made my part clear

And if any book bores you,don’t worry here alone, refugees always have multiple choices as I told you………

Provided that it doesn’t take long to reach there

And the situation becomes pathetic, when you want to go to another world but the distance is too long or time is very less,or you are midway through!

At last its time to wake up and stop this ‘journey’…

now walk back slowly to the reality.

you can smile now for there would be peace because either the crowd must have died literally or they might have calmed down ,

if not, come on take another journey!



So cannot imagine a world with out books no?

Well but one thing, like books to some to some , arts, music and color may be for others…..

But all I want to say is that I hate the idea of calling reading as mere hobby…….. it is the best gift god has given us, a boon and much more…….