Everyday, when I leave office, I would decide that there should be a post from me but that day would complete with me just logging in to the blogger and nothing more... But today, i felt I have a topic that is feel-good kind and worth-blogging.
Well...everyone around me knows where i spend most of my time in office. Ofcourse at my desk. Correct it if u had assumed any other answer. And I do go to cafeteria at times. :P
Yesterday evening, we noticed our juice junction bhaiya entering the cafe from the terrace with a pigeon on his shoulder. It was so comfortable with him as if he was a friend for years. It was a great sight to watch. We were confused as to why he was taking the pigeon inside the area where the plates for the food are being washed. But then, we had some other important discussion going on and lost concentration on this.
Today evening, when we were in cafe, we got remembered about the pigeon and asked bhaiya abt it. He asked us to come to the same place where he took the pigeon to. We were wondering if they had a cage inside for the pigeon. He came out holding the pigeon with care and placed carefully on a slab. It was trying to poke everyone who showed their fingers. It was looking very cute and seemed happy. But we were a little surprised as to how the pigeon got attached to him and didnt try to fly away. And then, bhaiya took the pigeon close to him and cleared the wings to one side. We then noticed that the pigeon was hurt inside and it had no power to fly.
It did worry us. Though the pigeon had lost its power to fly,missed its friends and relatives,also left alone it was in a safe place and well-taken care of..
I was not sure of when the pigeon would gain the strength to fly or if it would really be able to fly in future. But there was some person to help when it was in pain. Though the pigeon is not aware of the kind of living being who saved it, it seemed to have trust on an unknown. Bhaiya then took the pigeon inside and put it inside a box which had proper ventilation.
At times, we do feel alone and whole world would seem to be away from us when we are sad. Most of us dont realize that there is actually someone or the other to be with us. After all, no one is alone in this world :). Its just that we fail to realize the fact.
And now, I remember the lines from this song:
இந்த வீணைக்குத் தெரியாது
எங்கோ அழுத கண்ணீர் துடைக்க
எங்கோ ஒரு விரல் இருக்கிறது..
உதிரப்போகும் பூவும் கூட
உயிர் வாழ்ந்திட தான் துடிக்கிறது...
Friday, October 23, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Unlucky Luck
Almost everyone in this universe should have experienced it. If something goes wrong first on a day, that day will never seem to get any better till we go to sleep. And most likely that even a less messed up event might take a huge image on the mind and feels that whole world has turned against us.
It was more frequent in college days. I would rush to the bus stop to find that my window seat in the usual Govt bus to college,being occupied by someone else and left with no choice than to stand looking for a seat getting empty.
[Well, what could be so special about a window seat!!! Daily bus commuters in Chennai should understand it better. Bus travel is worth a separate blog.(oh my god. nth post added to the "Wish to blog" list when the current post is just moved out of the list from n-(n-1)th position)]
Yeah, back to those days, the unlucky luck would join me in the same bus to help me make it the most unlucky day and leave me safely back at home in the evening,assuring me that the next visit would be very soon.
Similar to one of those college days happened to me last week. But it gives immense pleasure to realize that the effect on me was not the same. It was just any other day , in fact, more joyous than a usual day giving more valid reasons to laugh about. yeah, I am getting matured and life is beautiful :P
Where did it all begin?
One fine day, I woke up at 5.45 AM with a dangerous decision of preparing lunch for me and my friend. A rough plan in my mind seemed to be fine. I had to prepare some sabji and rotis for my friend atleast, before she leaves for work.
As always, there was something terribly missing in the so called tomato-onion sabji.
I consoled myself that messing up a dish was more than usual for me. Luckily, roti that I prepared for my friend qualified to be a roti.
With a happy note that the day had strted fine, i left for morning walk. I hate drinking milk. But I was destined to like milk that day. So, I was back home with a milk packet.
I poured it into the milk vessel and kept it on stove. I moved to hall and started rolling the rotis for my lunch. yeah, i completely forgot that there was milk boiling more than it had to.
After realizing the smell of over boiled milk, I hurried into the kitchen with rolled rotis in one hand. I placed the rotis near the gas and started clearing off the milk. In the process, I spilled water all over rotis. No wonder that rotis that I made that time turned out to be .................................................................
bricks.
Never mind. I had to eat it. Let me not share it with anyone. My teeth is strong for this. But with a little worry about lunch and hope of making atleast breakfast to be worth eating, I kept bread on the same pan that I used for chapathi. Ah, someone called me on my mobile then. I rushed to my room and completely forgot the bread. When I remember the bread again, as expected, the colour was dark. Completely black. No way of eating it.
And I managed to get 2 slices. Kitchen was a complete mess by then. I thought of cleaning it before leaving for office. But only then, the motor creates a problem and no water left. As it was already late, I took bath with the little water that my friend had kept and left home.
Auto drivers never knew that I had screwed up everything that I did since morning. So they took the great responsibility of making it even worser, by asking 50Rs for a 2km ride. This resulted in a most entertaining fight between us.
I took another auto and reached office and took lift to the 7th floor. Yeah, I was telling myself that it was all over and I cannot spoil anything again that day. What is it? Elevator had long back crossed my floor and I was in 9th floor. Before anyone could see, I got out of it and rushed to my seat, laughing at the fact that it was just a beginning and the unlucky luck was already well settled and comfortable with me.
My "unlucky luck" has warned me not to post all the surprises it gave me, lest it would come back to me.
It was more frequent in college days. I would rush to the bus stop to find that my window seat in the usual Govt bus to college,being occupied by someone else and left with no choice than to stand looking for a seat getting empty.
[Well, what could be so special about a window seat!!! Daily bus commuters in Chennai should understand it better. Bus travel is worth a separate blog.(oh my god. nth post added to the "Wish to blog" list when the current post is just moved out of the list from n-(n-1)th position)]
Yeah, back to those days, the unlucky luck would join me in the same bus to help me make it the most unlucky day and leave me safely back at home in the evening,assuring me that the next visit would be very soon.
Similar to one of those college days happened to me last week. But it gives immense pleasure to realize that the effect on me was not the same. It was just any other day , in fact, more joyous than a usual day giving more valid reasons to laugh about. yeah, I am getting matured and life is beautiful :P
Where did it all begin?
One fine day, I woke up at 5.45 AM with a dangerous decision of preparing lunch for me and my friend. A rough plan in my mind seemed to be fine. I had to prepare some sabji and rotis for my friend atleast, before she leaves for work.
As always, there was something terribly missing in the so called tomato-onion sabji.
I consoled myself that messing up a dish was more than usual for me. Luckily, roti that I prepared for my friend qualified to be a roti.
With a happy note that the day had strted fine, i left for morning walk. I hate drinking milk. But I was destined to like milk that day. So, I was back home with a milk packet.
I poured it into the milk vessel and kept it on stove. I moved to hall and started rolling the rotis for my lunch. yeah, i completely forgot that there was milk boiling more than it had to.
After realizing the smell of over boiled milk, I hurried into the kitchen with rolled rotis in one hand. I placed the rotis near the gas and started clearing off the milk. In the process, I spilled water all over rotis. No wonder that rotis that I made that time turned out to be .................................................................
bricks.
Never mind. I had to eat it. Let me not share it with anyone. My teeth is strong for this. But with a little worry about lunch and hope of making atleast breakfast to be worth eating, I kept bread on the same pan that I used for chapathi. Ah, someone called me on my mobile then. I rushed to my room and completely forgot the bread. When I remember the bread again, as expected, the colour was dark. Completely black. No way of eating it.
And I managed to get 2 slices. Kitchen was a complete mess by then. I thought of cleaning it before leaving for office. But only then, the motor creates a problem and no water left. As it was already late, I took bath with the little water that my friend had kept and left home.
Auto drivers never knew that I had screwed up everything that I did since morning. So they took the great responsibility of making it even worser, by asking 50Rs for a 2km ride. This resulted in a most entertaining fight between us.
I took another auto and reached office and took lift to the 7th floor. Yeah, I was telling myself that it was all over and I cannot spoil anything again that day. What is it? Elevator had long back crossed my floor and I was in 9th floor. Before anyone could see, I got out of it and rushed to my seat, laughing at the fact that it was just a beginning and the unlucky luck was already well settled and comfortable with me.
My "unlucky luck" has warned me not to post all the surprises it gave me, lest it would come back to me.
Monday, September 14, 2009
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தற்போதைய பிடித்த வரிகள் - ஆயிரத்தில் ஒருவன் படத்திலிருந்து
சிரிப்பதும் அழுவதும் உன் வேலை
நடப்பவை நடக்கட்டும் அவன் லீலை
சிரிப்பதும் அழுவதும் உன் வேலை
நடப்பவை நடக்கட்டும் அவன் லீலை
Monday, August 31, 2009
Confusions continued..
This is going to be Confused-part 2. So ppl, who were not happy with part1 can stay away from this post.
There can be ppl who think that I am confused all the time and hence all the previous posts. But its always true that something that is sensible to me may not be for others. I am surprised as I was not the same before and was always feared of my thoughts being rejected. But now, I know I am liking blogging very much these days and the first rule in it is being open to all sorts of comments. I have realized it after 2 yrs of my blog-life. :P
Ok..now, what am I confused abt? To be precise,rite now, i am confused abt wat I am confused.
I have read it somewhere that human thoughts travel faster than light. very true. The thoughts that prevailed in my confused mind ,when I started with the first sentence, had travelled so far that I have no clue on where it is now.
i dont know why i m blogging now. I am just enjoying it. Nah, this doesnt seem to qualify as a convincing answer. May be that, there is no one around to listen to my thoughts. Or I chose a wider audience for my thoughts to be shared.
Atleast here, I need to justify the heading for this post . And to add on, let me make myself clear here that there will be no direct,simple but never answerable questions in this post.
As in everyone's life, there is good as well as bad in my life. Its my assumption right now that Life has both good to rejoice and evil to crib about.*(subject to change in seconds).
I can concentrate on Good and I will be all happy. But I will not be sure, if I was completely happy or convinced myself that I can fool myself to be so. I can feel simple pleasures on going for walk or fun with kids or just sitting alone,staring at the sky. I would call many people, good old friends and i would feel happy.Ah... Life is so simple... its all about happiness and how mad on my part it was to waste time on stupid, unimportant issues.
But this wouldnt continue for long. I would soon get into the other side of the life. everything around me would seem to be against me. Millions of questions flash thru my mind. Millions has to be an under-estimation for sure. I would try hard not to let my thoughts into the dark side. I would hardly succeed in it. I was able to succeed a couple of times. But that would lead to another thought that it was not supposed to be the way I had to live.And ultimately, the result would be the same though it gets postponed in showing it out.
Well..the confusion here is about what is Life.
Is it all abt happiness? Or is it completely sad? Or, is it a mixture of both?
If its all about happiness, why am i sad at times? If its all sad, why am I happy at times? So, these 2 possibilities are ruled out completely abt life.
If its both in life, why is there no complete happiness or complete sadness at single point of time? Ok..Its my responsibility to define complete happiness and complete sadness. how do I explain it,without experiencing it? Skip it. :P
what am I trying to say. Lets assume both co-exist. Happiness and sadness. Its just that one dominates the other at any point of time. And its my mind that can choose which has to. But my mind is always partial and it tries to suppress the sadness.In that process, mind never know that its letting the sadness to succeed. So I become sad ultimately.
Hold on. When I am happy, I never hesitate to be happy. Why is it that I am so partial to the emotions? I was happy and I was able to accept it. Its a kind of emotion. So is the sadness. I should accept it and why should I get rid of it.yeah, I am sad now for some reason. That reason has to be a valid one at least for me. And ofcourse, the degree of sadness is not going to be the same for everyone. why should I try hard to hide it and make myself happy. I am worried.why should I stop it from happening. Since there was something negative about anything and everything,I had thought abt it and it would be my fault to conclude that there is nothing abt it.
Moreover, whole of universe is all abt change. If I am going to be happy now, i will change and be sad in sometime. And if I am going to be sad now, i will turn out to be happy next moment. So is the cause of the happiness or sadness. that has to change.
ok..where did I start? where did I end? Nowhere. I am still at the same point. :) Dont ask me at which point. I can only question and not answer..
And ofcourse, people who were expecting me not to pose unanswerable questions should know that I failed on it very badly.
There can be ppl who think that I am confused all the time and hence all the previous posts. But its always true that something that is sensible to me may not be for others. I am surprised as I was not the same before and was always feared of my thoughts being rejected. But now, I know I am liking blogging very much these days and the first rule in it is being open to all sorts of comments. I have realized it after 2 yrs of my blog-life. :P
Ok..now, what am I confused abt? To be precise,rite now, i am confused abt wat I am confused.
I have read it somewhere that human thoughts travel faster than light. very true. The thoughts that prevailed in my confused mind ,when I started with the first sentence, had travelled so far that I have no clue on where it is now.
i dont know why i m blogging now. I am just enjoying it. Nah, this doesnt seem to qualify as a convincing answer. May be that, there is no one around to listen to my thoughts. Or I chose a wider audience for my thoughts to be shared.
Atleast here, I need to justify the heading for this post . And to add on, let me make myself clear here that there will be no direct,simple but never answerable questions in this post.
As in everyone's life, there is good as well as bad in my life. Its my assumption right now that Life has both good to rejoice and evil to crib about.*(subject to change in seconds).
I can concentrate on Good and I will be all happy. But I will not be sure, if I was completely happy or convinced myself that I can fool myself to be so. I can feel simple pleasures on going for walk or fun with kids or just sitting alone,staring at the sky. I would call many people, good old friends and i would feel happy.Ah... Life is so simple... its all about happiness and how mad on my part it was to waste time on stupid, unimportant issues.
But this wouldnt continue for long. I would soon get into the other side of the life. everything around me would seem to be against me. Millions of questions flash thru my mind. Millions has to be an under-estimation for sure. I would try hard not to let my thoughts into the dark side. I would hardly succeed in it. I was able to succeed a couple of times. But that would lead to another thought that it was not supposed to be the way I had to live.And ultimately, the result would be the same though it gets postponed in showing it out.
Well..the confusion here is about what is Life.
Is it all abt happiness? Or is it completely sad? Or, is it a mixture of both?
If its all about happiness, why am i sad at times? If its all sad, why am I happy at times? So, these 2 possibilities are ruled out completely abt life.
If its both in life, why is there no complete happiness or complete sadness at single point of time? Ok..Its my responsibility to define complete happiness and complete sadness. how do I explain it,without experiencing it? Skip it. :P
what am I trying to say. Lets assume both co-exist. Happiness and sadness. Its just that one dominates the other at any point of time. And its my mind that can choose which has to. But my mind is always partial and it tries to suppress the sadness.In that process, mind never know that its letting the sadness to succeed. So I become sad ultimately.
Hold on. When I am happy, I never hesitate to be happy. Why is it that I am so partial to the emotions? I was happy and I was able to accept it. Its a kind of emotion. So is the sadness. I should accept it and why should I get rid of it.yeah, I am sad now for some reason. That reason has to be a valid one at least for me. And ofcourse, the degree of sadness is not going to be the same for everyone. why should I try hard to hide it and make myself happy. I am worried.why should I stop it from happening. Since there was something negative about anything and everything,I had thought abt it and it would be my fault to conclude that there is nothing abt it.
Moreover, whole of universe is all abt change. If I am going to be happy now, i will change and be sad in sometime. And if I am going to be sad now, i will turn out to be happy next moment. So is the cause of the happiness or sadness. that has to change.
ok..where did I start? where did I end? Nowhere. I am still at the same point. :) Dont ask me at which point. I can only question and not answer..
And ofcourse, people who were expecting me not to pose unanswerable questions should know that I failed on it very badly.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Good or Bad
Sometimes we land up in situation where, being good to one person may turn out to be bad for other. But its never avoidable. :) Does this mean I am good? Or does it mean I am bad?
Monday, August 3, 2009
Sixth Sense
I smile at her;
Cry over her;
Scold her;
Enjoy her;
Feel proud of her;
Admire her;
Hate her;
Love her;
yeah..She is the precious mysterious Sixth sense, man has got..
Why did I consider that Sixth sense as woman!! No specific reason. :)
But Why (wo)men has got sixth sense!!
I dont know!!- Let me avoid questions which can never have logical, convincing answers.
Day before yesterday, i was scolding her.
Yesterday, i was admiring her..
Now???
I dont know myself :) :(
Cry over her;
Scold her;
Enjoy her;
Feel proud of her;
Admire her;
Hate her;
Love her;
yeah..She is the precious mysterious Sixth sense, man has got..
Why did I consider that Sixth sense as woman!! No specific reason. :)
But Why (wo)men has got sixth sense!!
I dont know!!- Let me avoid questions which can never have logical, convincing answers.
Day before yesterday, i was scolding her.
Yesterday, i was admiring her..
Now???
I dont know myself :) :(
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