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?

The cry

Black corpses and shattered fleshes…

Chaos, smoke and wreckage….

Smell of fresh blood lingers in the air

he is there, in that inferno,
running legs nearly stamping him, the wretched tot….

       

His bleeding hands,

Clutching a broken bangle of his lost little sister,

He sits,

Near a handful of ashes and bones-his mother,

He cries and cries all alone,

But this deaf, insane world will never hear

Flowers so bright and vivid

Bloomed in his dreams once….

Now they all wilt in the burning war…

He, now an orphaned, tattered kite,

in this black sky……

The lost love, the blithe childhood,

He will never find again

His little heart will be numb,

His weak eyes will be vengeful soon….

Though far away is he

His cry pierces the silence of this night

Rings badly in my ears,

His cry, a nightmare,

a sharp sword deep into my soul…

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….”

Happy Onam!

Its  Onam!!!!

To all my international friends , onam is the traditional festival of happiness,prosperity,and unity to describe onam  in the simplest possible way.there is a legend behind it. check this out http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Onam:)

Onam ,then was  a beautiful  festival that we, especially cousins used to immensely enjoy, holidays after the exams, the reunion, celebrations, the quest for flowers around the houses and neighbourhoods ,big colourful flower carpet laid in the porticos, the swing, songs, and of course the traditional food!!!wow sweet memories….. happiness and nothing elseJ

Onam now has shrunken ..reunion-has become impossible, few phone calls wishing “happy onam”,no great celebrations, a small flower carpet with the flowers bought from the market and instant food:(…

Well, I guess atleast the spirit is immortalJ J

HAPPY ONAM TO ALL !!!!!!

and Given below is the picture of the small flower carpet which we made at our house J

Little Bird

Far behind the flight of birds that float,

I see you little bird up in the sky,

Fluttering and flapping your teeny wings so hard, so fast

To keep in pace with your gritty family,

To reach home before the sun sinks,

To rise early, before the sun rise..

Not complaining of their inattention to you,

Not afraid of losing your way in the vast blue sky,

Not scared of the eerie heights and the big clouds that come your way,

Dreaming of becoming a big bird soon......
,

You fly, fly ,fly little bird……

Ah how I wish I had your valor!,

this battle was never so harder……

The encounter with the evil...

 “come to me friend” urged the hoarse, but a strangely familiar voice in her

“who are you?” asked she

“the evil in the human mind,where we both belong ”

There was a silence

“why did you come to me?”

“To show you the way, to let you know that your friend is waiting for you.

Do not be afraid,  do not regret now ,I only want you to think….”

“something in me says me that I am your  prey”

“PREY????  How many cordial predators do you know my friend?

<<<<<<>>>>>>>

Do you know who you are?

You are the neutral, the dispassionate one, The subconscious mind of a human……

you have always intrigued me, 

you are innocent, you are pure  .But… it was always hard for me to reach you. very very unfortunate”

“Then how did you find the way now”

“ ah…how I love this unthinkingness

Well, I saw my fogged reflection in you , and the way was clear”

There was a silence and the evil spoke again

“You know how it is?  I can taint any conscious mind, why, your consciousness for that matter, simply, because it’s too naked. Too easy a task. But mine was always a transient victory that way, the ultimate triumph had always been my foe’s ” the anger glittered

“but you cant exist without the good can you?even the good cant,without you…”

“You must know my friend, the good and the evil exist but don’t co exist and the battle for supremacy will continue forever” the voice was calm

“ Like the yin and yang, the sun and the moon”

“ fire and water I prefer”

“who is the water?”

“I am the fire.i have that power in me to rapidly spread. Total destruction i dream.violence I dream.ultimate power I dream” the voice was booming

And again she spoke her  mind,

“I have learned, that fire is the purest element of the earth and can never be dirtied, whereas water can be polluted

You are the evil,polluted to the core…. so will “fire” befit you?”

“HA HA HA !

Knowledge! One of the sharpest weapons of the good against me…..hmmmm I am impressed and my desire to infect you is at its peak, now come to me”

“why should I come to you?”

“Why? Oh you disappoint me again….my dear friend, The darkness has its beauty too. When that scorching sun wears you off, wont you search for a shade? What do you reckon the shade is?

A SHADOW,DARKNESS.

Everything is. We are the world. But you always look from the other side”

 “come to me friend.why is the  delay?

“If good and the evil are two sides of a coin, equal, Why are we the victim of disrespect? dont you think that is unfair?

Fine….Do you know what you mean to this world that you live in? Nothing!

And now…..just a speckle of imperfection, and the good vanishes in you , whereas  a drop of evil in you, will make you a perfect evil..

Which is easier?”

<<<<<<<<<<>>>>>>>>>>>>

“I am here, ready to embrace you. when you become mine, we shan’t be frightened by anyone for we shall be whom others fear .THE POWER! Come…together we shall sow the seeds of fear,hatred jealousy,violence,agony,greed and anger.lets make this world ours”

Moments passed by, her unconscious mind was still silent.she was thinking… as asked by the evil in her…. She could only do that, before the final step…

the evil showed a smile of satisfaction and was restless to embrace her…

suddenly and finally  the determined calm voice filled the air.

“Dear evil,    

My silence was deceptive and your words failed to be the baits…

I understand, just a moment of instability, confusuion ,anger,wrong desire and that was when my door went ajar and you came in,

But little did you know that The tree of the right and good in me cannot be uprooted totally with the tempest that you had just blown,the reason why the good wins ultimately.

If  You are the victim of disrespect,that is because you dream of becoming a lone emperor, and so you shall be isolated.

its nature’s law! good and bad are equal but they are opposite.

There cant be shade or shadow without light….

you forgot that when you rise to power even the good shall attain the strength.

THE BALANCE…..it shall come even if it needs wait…

I don’t want to be your slave. do you know you I am? I am the shielder..only that I am present inside…..within everyone….

With these words I am lulling you. Now go to sleep the evil in me….”

The sudden disbelief, the sudden devastation of the castle in the air and the sudden shame of wasting a perfect opportunity did or could only come out as anger……

“THOU SHALL COME TO ME! VERY VERY SOON!” shouted the,shrieking voice,spilling anger…

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the girl woke up. what did she just see?hear?feel? was it a dream?  

Her wide eyes moved nervously..she got up and walked towards the mirror.

It reflected her.

Her reflection was smiling at her with strange serenity.

she could feel a change in every cell of her body. Just a few hours ago, she was that angry loon, lost in the tunnel, in the darkness, madly happy, eager to kill and die, numb with greed..  but now , now it seemed like she was floating  in the sky. weightlessness, peace. she was calm.

As she peered deeper and deeper into the eyes of the smiling girl in the mirror, She could see a big black butterfly struggling, wincing in pain….

surely it was dying….with its large fluttering wings on crimson fire…

…

remembering MJ...

Yes, some people never die....

IT’S MJ’S 53^RD BIRTHDAY TOMORROW! And who can ever forget his sequin gloves, socks,jackets and pants, penny loafers,FEDORA and MOONWALK!?

 Hope he is happy up there, and still moon walking, making the place, a real rocking heaven J

HE NEVER GETS OLDER BUT ONLY DEARER TO EVERYONE AROUND THE GLOBE!!

The song of a soul.

Free from my transient tomb,

Where I was enchained,

here I am, the immortal me,

floating over this azure ocean, under the moon light,

like a serene feather in the zephyr…

Even in her darkest hours,

Rich yet elegant is she, young nature…

Her splendor enthralling me, dazing me, even a void soul….

Ah! How well have thee painted the world,

with thy colours of nature…

As these glittering stars, and this silent night

lull me now

alone, alone and alone I glide,

losing my way to heaven….

HAPPY INDEPENDENCE DAY!

“Freedom is not the absence of commitments, but the ability to choose and commit myself to what is best for me” - Paulo Coelho in "The Zahir"

Happy Independence Day to all my brothers and sisters!
We remember that our freedom struggle was fought and won, not by force or bloodshed but through the noble principles of truth and non-violence. It was a unique movement in the history of freedom struggles that won us the admiration of the whole world. The freedom that we enjoy today has stories of hard struggles, and miseries behind it. Let us not forget that and let us salute those brave warriors who loved their country more than their lives.
“My mother, your mother, is our mother, Mother India”

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Here is the historic speech given by Pundit Jawaharlal Nehru as India’s first prime minister, in Delhi at mid night on August 14 .1947.His was the first voice of independent India.

“At the stroke of midnight hour, when the world sleeps, India will awake to life and freedom. A moment comes which comes but rarely in history, when we step out from the old to the new, then an age ends, and when the soul of a nation, long suppressed, finds utterance. It is fitting that at this solemn moment we take the pledge of dedication to India and her people and to the still larger cause of humanity.

At the dawn of history India started on her unending quest, and trackless centuries are filled with her striving and the grandeur of her successes and her failures. Through good and ill fortune alike she has never lost sight of that quest or forgotten the ideals which gave her strength. We end today a period of ill fortune and India discovers herself again.

The achievement we celebrate today is but a step, an opening of opportunity, to the greater triumphs and achievements that await us. Are we brave enough and wise enough to grasp this opportunity and accept the challenge of the future?

Freedom and power bring responsibility. That responsibility rests upon this assembly, a sovereign body representing the sovereign people of India. Before the birth of freedom we have endured all the pains of labour and our hearts are heavy with the memory of this sorrow. Some of those pains continue even now.

Nevertheless, the past is over and it is the future that beckons to us now.

That future is not one of ease or resting but of incessant striving so that we might fulfill the pledges we have so often taken and the one we shall take today. The service of India means the service of the millions who suffer. It means the ending of poverty and ignorance and disease and inequality of opportunity. The ambition of the greatest man of our generation has been to wipe every tear from every eye. That may be beyond us but so long as there are tears and suffering, so long our work will not be over.

And so we have to labor and to work, and work hard, to give reality to our dreams. Those dreams are for India, but they are also for the world, for all the nations and peoples are too closely knit together today for any one of them to imagines that it can live apart. Peace has been said to be indivisible, so is freedom, so is prosperity now, and so also is disaster in this one world that can no longer be split into isolated fragments.

To the people of India whose representatives we are, we make appeal to join us with faith and confidence in this great adventure. This is no time for petty and destructive criticism, no time for ill-will or blaming others. We have to build the noble mansion of free India where all her children may dwell."

Here is a beautiful poem on India by Rabindra Nath Tagore.

“Where the mind is without fear
and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been
broken up into fragments by
narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from
the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches
its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason
has not lost its way into the dreary
desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is lead forward by thee
into ever-widening thought and action-
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father,
let my country awake."

-FROM GEETANJALI, BY RABINDRA NATH TAGORE

JAI HIND!!!:)Let the flag fly high forever! Vande MaatharamJ

When it rains....

Hello everyone! Now, before I start I want you all to imagine this…

It’s a Friday evening. you are alone at your house. Its raining heavily outside, the sky is all dark with the big black clouds. you are lying on your divan  which is near to the window, facing the sky…the curtains are all flying so is your hair.  In that dark evening, you lie there cuddling your pillow. You are reading a book listening to your favourite melody number in your iPod, occasionally sipping the hot cappuccino.

There is a cool breeze that chills both your body and mind, lightning and thunder, smileys and names on the frosted window glass, the inexpressible joy that enwraps your heart….. Altogether a romantic, melancholic, nostalgic, happy feeling runs through you

WOW!!! This- is- called- HEAVEN!!!

I love rain .well who doesn’t???

When it rains, of course it’s my childhood days, that come running to my mind….As I have told you in my previous posts, we lived in a traditional mansion there in Kerala.

when it rained it used to be such a pleasure to listen to the raindrops rapping the roofs. there always was a rhythmic pattern for that .that was because the roofing of such houses  are  actually done with red brick tiles… And I still remember how me and my sis used to play in the rain ,making paper boats and screaming along with the thunder.

And we have a big temple tank just in front of our house in my hometown and the sight of the tank getting filled with the rain water is another beautiful sight I would die for to see. The transparency of the water will just astonish anyone..you can see a picture of the tank here:_

The house you see on the opposite bank is my cousin's and ours was just behind it:)

The water level usually reaches a dangerous point during the monsoon. I still remember the day when I was young and went for a swim in one of the rainy days with my sis and cousins nearly drowned! It was really scary! But truly awesom

There it rained continuously without a break. If it stopped in between, we used to run   towards the small trees in front of our house. with our little hands half hugging the little trees, we used to shake them with all our strength and what a bliss it was to feel the tiny raindrops on our face! We used to walk bare footed on the wet grass and the damp soil and have never felt it yucky because it just cannot be!:)

starting from the black clouds, petrichor,rainbows, everything about rain was so special... oh how I miss them all now……L…here it doesn’t even rain properly! SeriouslyL

Whether little Johnny wanted to play or not, the monsoon hits Kerala, on time, every time….but here it simply wont rain. guess the clouds here are a lot more happier, otherwise why aren’t they crying?;(:P

Where did july go?

“July, July where are you?

When did you come and when did you go?”

Oh my god! It’s already august third! I simply can’t believe it! where did July go? I checked the calendar and yes July was thereJbut it seems to me like a dream,like a mystery…

 Wait! OH! 7 months have already passed since the birth of 2011!

Wow! That’s absolutely wonderful if you ask me. Bet many like me love it when time flies.

The first and foremost reason why I love it, is that I simply want to grow up because I am tired of this school life and truly fed up with these elders.

Elders seriously have many misconceptions about teenagers. Well, I know everyone one has this idea that- teenage means immaturity and a teenager is neither a kid nor an adult ,but believe me, times have changed. A teenager is only a teenager physically now, not mentally anymore. (There can be exceptions however;) no no no. its NOT the other way round.)

You know,here, one of the problems these elders have is that…. okay some of the elders have this problem. When we try to convey logic, when some problem arises, they chew us out by telling “enough! now stop retrorting!you don’t have any respect towards the elders!”

how ridiculous! How can they be always right? They forget that they are living in a totally different era. see even John Keats said that “child is the father of a man” J

I am Absolutely thirsty for liberty ! I wanna lance the various, stupid, restrictions with my fangs and drink the freedom. I wanna lead a life in my style, according to my principles and give life to my dreams.

So for that the time must fly and am Happy that my prayer is being answered!

So time is no more flying on wings but traveling in a supersonic jet! Yippee!

P.S: By the way, when did July come and go?? Does any one know?

Okay let’s ask her when she comes next year: P

thankyou!

I Thank faye,an awesome blogger for this beautiful award she has given me

J

RULES:_

- Thank the person who gave you this award

- Write a post about it

- Answer the questions below

- Pass it on to bloggers who you think really deserve it and send them message to let them know.

1. Favorite colors: Red,black,blue,lavender

2. Favorite animal: I like each one for its own unique quality.

3.  Favorite number:7

4.Something you always wear with you and identifies you:                    hmmm. ..nothing like that.

5.  What’s your passion?: English,music..etc

6. Getting or giving presents? : 60% Giving and 40%getting presents;)        

7.Favorite day of the week: Saturday

 I wanna pass on this award to the following amazing bloggers.Their blogs have always served as a source of inspiration,happiness and much more,for me.

1.Sneha-( my classmate ,friend, and an excellent blogger)

2.Andy-(a wonderful poet.love all his poems!)

3.Baiba-(a friend,sweet blogger and an avid follower of mine)

4. Melynda (what can I say about her??an enthusiastic, happy lady)

5.Elisa (strong lady ,and a great blogger)

6.Yvonne ( zealous blogger and another awesome poet)

7.Jesayka (my friend and a superb blogger)
   

8. Deeps ( a truly amazing and philosophical blogger)

Have a good day everyone:)

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…

To smile or not to smile.......:)

So The other day I was walking on the road, and saw one of my neighbours coming opposite to me. As she neared, naturally I smiled at her but she only stared back. I abruptly stopped smiling, looked at her, and made sure that she was my very same neighbour and I was not mistaken. And continued to smile.

But she simply walked way. I was surprised ‘as usual”.  “As usual “ because  this is not an exceptional incident, there had been a lot of such similar incident and every time I become surprised.

(now if you ask me “oh girl! why should you bother to smile?” I would say “why aren’t they bothering to smile?”)

What will it cost you if you just smile? As far as I know we will not lose anything but on the other hand ,will only be benefited. But you know what? Smiling is becoming a thing of the past.

Today As such, we are already ungenerous and adding to that, we are becoming parsimonious even to smile!

There are this kind of people around us, who would either give you a disgusting look as if you are a  freshly released criminal, or  stare at you so intensely as if you are an alien from another planet,when you do nothing but just SMILE at them! (no am not exaggerating)

Some times even some of my classmates fall in a dilemma whether to smile or not to and finally they will end up giving something like a “smile” and sometimes they don’t.

At times they even give a “blink-and-you-will-miss it” kinda smile! Oh ya,its a fast world..:)

What is worst is that even small kids hesitate to smile-a proof that they are losing their innocence

I am just wondering.How will it be in future ,when you smile at a tot and it is not able to recognize a smile. it would perhaps ask its mom, ”mommy,look that girl is doing a strange facial gesture…..what’s that???”

Or just think how will it be, few decades from now, when a small kid walks into a studio out of curiosity , and when the photographer shouts “smile please”.

The kid would say “what please??? Sorry I am afraid I don’t have it with me……..”,or probably they will take their ipad and google out “what is smile?”and  google in turn would  give the answer “ SMILE- a beautiful facial expression, that homo sapiens could do till 2030s by fexing the mucles at the end of our mouth,but lost it during the course of evolution…..”

 sad and funny!:P

Smile is an internationally known facial expression.

Everyone, whatever their caste,religion,country or colour may be, identifies it.

smile means positive energy,something that is beautiful and make us more beautiful, a powerful tool that can rekindle our hopes.smile is powerful than words.(if someone yells angrily at you,just smile at him\her and nothing irritates them moreJ)

so friends, if somebody smiles at you, don’t forget to smile back (of course you know the “somebody” am talking about:))

Let the 'infection' spread in this world, in this world where people kill each other for no reason…J

who am i?

Sometimes in my sky,

The sun forgets to rise,

drowning me in the darkness.

Somewhere far, the dark beasts wait,

to pounce upon me,to tear me apart...

Breathing fear, forgetting to scream

I run,

along this narrow winding road,

this empty mundane lane.

I fall, I bleed…

Who am I?

A blind butterfly dying in the dark?

A lonely loser without even a shadow?

The shaky stranger in me?

In this big bad world

I know,

I am nobody……..