Pachyderms laid rest

They are the huge lives on the earth, which troubled the kovai villages sometimes back and was chased into forest by officials, where they visits often the villages would never going to come again in headlines. They went climbing upon the broad-gauge in Coimbatore when the rail hit them. It sadden everyone who come across the news and pictures of this bloody incident. It’s the very worst happening in recent times; even though it gives lots of trouble to people we have a soft cornet on pachyderm. Due to many reasons we lose elephants; earlier such incident happens in Assam’s elephant-bathing zone killing two elephants including a calf. Now what we want to look is a solution or a plan to find out the animal’s passage to avoid future incidents hitting by train.

The distress exists out today in tears because of this incident: Three elephants, including a pregnant mammal, were hit and killed by a speeding passenger train passing through Pakkalad railway track in Coimbatore. As the train hits, the pregnant one bearing an 18-month-old fetus crushed in the middle of the moving train, where the calf splits off under the impact, throwing the fetus on the side of the tracks. The two male elephants helping the pregnant one to cross the track were died as soon the train hits.

A merry disclosing meet

The pleasant noon ends with sweet memories, under the trees, surrounds with birds’ sonant, along with wagons moving. All year’s birds come across the winter and springs to keep enjoying the season and for our views in the bird sanctuaries, like it was a lady bird is visiting chennai from the island continent. It was not quite surprise, because it was a planned trip and meeting, but it surprises and enthusiastic to meet my dearest friend with two more buddies. Its goes to Viji to make communicate us and prepare for the meeting that could be feasible for all of us and especially kindly for me to move freely in wheels. Once they called for a meeting, I dint think about any thing and only the meet gets to mind, after ending the call I feel where my dad could be able to take me to the meeting point, because he has office on Friday. Keeping in mind where he said I will take you if you want to visit them, so when I replaying his words, he can’t deny and said to return half-day from office to see my friends. Later becoming into fresh, waited for dad to arrive soon and a call from friend to get ready, time comes to move in the noon traffic journey that was better for us and stable for them that ends in few minutes to get us together.

In empty mind, no clue with only her sweet voice and knowing viji’s visage, exceptionally an angel standing at my side, I don’t want to wonder as I already know there would be amiable behind the kind and sweetest girl. There we all got on a walk from our cars towards the A/C restaurant room and again returning to our parking place to make our dinner in the opened and freely space under the trees, where the rooms are filled. She was double in returning of love, kind, affection towards all of us and I feel what it was the nature brought us here showing care, love on each of us. Her sister who comes to meet was oppose to her excitement; she was quite quiet watching all of us. The both buddies Viji and Senthil are very nice and carrying persons for friendship and I really liked there friendship, and they are enjoying teasing each others. It was a pleasure joining in there fun chat and in photographing. The first thing will always remain forever; like that our first meet would always memorable. We were at drive-in for more than an hour, spending times on eating dosai in creating a circle of conversing and finishing the dishes. Who would really want to end some of us lives for our moment, sharing in there shot times journey? If there was a positive situation around sometime, it would be great for a fun period to return again. Thanks for the buddies for this get together and the warm hugs you brought for me.

The only worries me is, I couldn’t bring any greeting for her when she was presenting me with gifts, chocolates... and when they are taking picture I was lack to snap without a camera. But I would get the pics from them later, and narrating everything just leaving blank without her name is like shutting up everything. She is non than our Thooya, a bravo write and struggle fighter from Sydney.

Feel beautiful song

These are the lines from my most favorite song Unnarugil Varugayil… from Tamil film Kalloori. The song’s picturesque and beautiful lyrics impressed me a lot to share with you all. I was to be filled with imagination each times and feel the beauty in this song. It’s the current congenial song of my blog; check the video song at the left turn sidebar. Here it goes the translate, enjoy:

Coming near to you, a rapture inside me
because of you mate, I was not myself
listening to your name, enthusiasm sprouts
seeking for you shadow, my shadows continues here
when have I changed, I exceed myself
asking my heart to tell me a answer

Even placing a lock on your eyes to arrest
it leaps out of your heart girl….
even telling no to your path you where traveling
your legs comes as it can’t be stopped

My body, my mind, intestines everything
would newly mutate this day,
every words speaking by friends
would eject without entering the ears,
where is it suffering from affection?
or the desires coming on you?
up to this collected joy and with distress
I was agitating to share with you,
what’s this newly faint
with night and daytime sun shines

Everyday on dreams the blooming flowers
could it be picked through hands?
The hesitated words to be talked before
would it be understand if it said?
God's place and the secret of love
would it be able to realize the both?
Place, things, order and hearts secure
could it be able to exceed to-day?

In your eyes watching direction
will be roaming without reason,
yours views to fall on me
unknown I would be waiting,
like the unsaid secret
you where distressing my heart,
without telling even if I hide
my eyes lets will identified me

Unnecessary change

It’s not a one day game that changing the solar calendar followed by years which teach us that April 14 is the Tamil New Year day begins on Tamil month Chithirai. The New Year was calculated by the day sun arrives at middle of the sky, it follows after the south Madurai known as Kumari Kandam which was destroyed in sea rage and submerged. Then the south Madurai which have the Kapatapuram as its capital in north and in that tract the day sun arrives to middle of the sky was been on April 14.

I was disagreed on this decision of Tamil Nadu government introducing the bill to celebrate the Tamil New year on the Pongal Day, the first day of month Thai. I feel pongal is our harvesting festival and thanksgiving to nature and no need to mix it with New Year. The calendar was not prepared by the government; it was created by our ancestors seeing the sun’s position. We know chitirai as the first month, and everyone know as it is and suddenly announcing the change of the traditional habitually would confuse so many and I would only tell it’s the decision of government alone and it won’t affect others who follow it. Any way it would not be a holiday on April 14 and it won’t affect anything.

Love and Hate

Was tagged by Vijay to list what I love and hate.

I love to eat: Any general sea foods which are my favorites and green leaf vegetables. Popcorn; watching tv or movies I like eating popcorns one by one.

I hate to eat: Pizza, porridge (everyone always urge me to eat, but I refuse simply even not tasting a bit) , sapodilla fruit and KFC Chicken.

I love to go to: Kodaikanal, my all time best. It was closely two year now; I haven’t had a long trip, so I needed something that could be any hilly places with cool fresh breeze. Love to go on rides on Himalayan ranges of north and northeast India.

I hate to go: To grandpa house, but I love a lot to visit there which holds many memories and wishes staying with grandpa and grandma. I hate to visit because of my uncomforted; they stay in upstairs and the lane that was crowded always. I hate whatever place if it was crowded.

I love it when: I can share almost everything with my parent’s, my thoughts exist and getting satisfaction on whatever works I did well.

I hate it when: Some one values the love, because I feel love is worthless, it should come from heart and to valid in no measurement. Arguing oppose to my close ones.

I love to see: Pebble streams, grown green paddy fields, merry kids and whatever I feel beautiful (which is endless…)

I hate to see: Dirtiness, begging in torn clothes and holding with kids, distinguish between people and public nuisance.

I love to hear: Fluffy music with beautiful lines or poems; bird’s noise in the silent afternoons and sounds of chimes moving to wind.

I hate to hear: The remix songs, useless punch dialogues in Tamil films, the dryer sound from our washing machine and anything that disturbs while reading.

I like to tag my friends Alok, Kalyan and Krystyna