About an elder women

Misery and grief of great gran rule by our very moments in past and my presence of observing than nothing doing in silence view across this very old women right oppose our native home in Adyar. The rest in the balcony obviously make attending the elder women, who I know from my earlier; just thought at glance that she sits beside the street just like that and gets away certainly, but her stay extends now and then. Moments later I know from my cousin that she obtain that place, what make sure her baskets and few think left over. The space she occupies was someone’s gateway what mostly closed it partially, along my stay I noticed the kindly residing the house did nothing to try her get away or showing distress above the seizure. Anyone could easily get to a thought that she may be abandoned by her children, so she left to live on street and I was not interested to leave whatever as it is and I know she did bit more to her family in bulls maintaining.

Then later my cousin spoke that her family shifted to another place and sold there home. Not far away, this elder woman was taken along with them, later again she returned to the aboriginal ignoring her son’s haven and care. It was thought that me like more than staying with her son, she loved to be ground and sojourn aboriginal. I know there family where staying over about ours and known familiarly by elders; and there were former practice between them and our grandfather in bulls and milk profession. This was something felt me unusually and wonders where she lives independently in her own valor and does whatever she could to earn herself. Throughout my stay I saw her doing everyday some work and sweeping her own cloths; getting somewhere the coconut leaves to sharpen them to broomsticks, selling coconut slices and bananas. From the back at staying with family, she used to business with bananas, like else wandering around my area I see her to spread mat to sell the bananas roadside, which we never want to have, is as could easily go to waste basket.

This is a very thing I know a mother abandon her children for staying indigenous. Somehow the nativities help her at nights, giving her shelter for sleep and resting. She extends her life by the little things she gives up with energy and work; buys anything with sum she earns and except from helping families around in food and money. Nothing to see her in misery, and anyone could reach her may hesitate by her appearance that’s nothing more to her expressions and sometimes what she spells is miserable and I could see her blaming those helping her in there back, its unhappy to be and the courage at this age! Think she should be around eighty, was healthy to go wandering anywhere on her own. The things that grimy back the residence is her habit of bringing down the cow dung to public dustbin, from far away two streets her home and it was her son who drive the buffalos toward tea shop to sell milk at spot payment. It was something like until two year back or before we left our home it’s been a continuing process. Just coming across a friend blog about care on aged inspire me to write about this elder women. Out of the gray side, there is something the courage reveals from her.

Wind energy

Pacific air to breathe
breeze that caress sense
wind that blows power
storm that bring clouds
destroys if it’s tempest

Lack of wind face the problem
mind that not saves further suffers;
we have the space the most left outside
just inside closed doors
we ventilate through ventilator.

Heat derives outer in space
cool arrives inner enclosure
wonder what does wastage current
when nature exist adjacent

Felt the strong winds of this season
smiling like wide branches of gulmohar
moving either sides of wind blowing
slackening in the late meridian power cuts

Broadness of streets and cut down trees
single homes to multi storied buildings
future is in dependence, construction filled the space
what does the lovely pot plants in terrace helps?

Thanks ruler to think us the importance
still some blames and not thinks of late
life that depends more today’s current
where does comes the wind without trees
and nature is best without it where does we ahead.

# The picture taken at my native home, someone grow a banana tree on there terrace.

Pretty Piaa

From the first time watching i was attending this song every time it flashes. Truly felt like something exists from my dream, the very cute girl Piaa in her beautiful expressions. The song deals with a girl enjoying her boyfriend’s presence, the smiling and facial emotion to adorable. The song from ‘poi solla porom’, is utmost my favorite right now. I try to translate the song which is below.

Without speaking a word
without seeing a sight
your silence does something
without blowing storm wind
without an earthquake
my heart is sliding on you.

If I ask to stop stop
my heart never gets
if I tell to speak speak
my lips resist to speak
even thus it gives suffer I like

Hai oh hai oh hai oh for me love closed in
pai ya pai ya pai ya insane seized me

You go go go my night to tell him
that there isn’t sleep for long time
You go go go my night to tell him
that there isn’t sleep for long time

When eyelid both to close, I think of you
will give my heart ally book, you come read if you
If you went saying noting
don’t you know my love?
The speaking language of eyes
can’t you understand my dear?
Hai oh hai oh hai oh for me love closed in
pai ya pai ya pai ya insane seized me

Without speaking a word
without seeing a sight
your silence does something…..

Sweet gesture

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My uncle’s daughter Chamyuktha completes a year today and I sent this card to her. For everyone there 1st birthday remains always for special and to wonder actually we don’t remember what happen this day, but the things and pictures exist are witness. Sometime our parents recall what we did on that day, the sweet gesture what we try to figure out later. The long lost relatives, little friends and neighbors can be seen in pictures, many may be been thinking or not, but we have them in our special cell corrosion pictures. At every stage of life we display it to someone special come across to comment how sweet and cute we are, and noting bothers how presence, we feel happy with smiles.

I think what does separates us now in thoughts and occupation, where gone the overt innocence not distinguish then. We grow and practice at different place, the interest and aim diverse to different path. Routine life gives little space or not to think and seek relation, sometimes denote in mind where u gone man and think what calculates the distance between us is insignificant. We glimpse on old pictures, but mind follows with moments and memories taking over our plans further and utmost smiles within.

I wish she have a special day today. The current song dedicating is Nilla Kaigirathu, one of my all time favorite, and harini singed it so sweet in her 13, well turn me to be her fan.

Pause and think

Is violated everywhere. Gandhi brought freedom from people who wanted to control nation and treat people into slavery in a non-violence process, but how can his way of teaching can stop the terrorism and communal violence holding today? It was some thought how many of we think about non-violence and try to follow the smooth way than the rougher path just for least disturbance or hatred. Some make there life a genuine what is not quite ever all and some pass on there thoughts they come across in understand and bring from realism. Religion and reality disturb the peace, and everyone own there place in democracy which is stealing by mobs and rage occupation. Even in time of independence struggle there was multiple communications, comes under one unity ‘India’, but what today happening was unity among someone community which despise others and try to plug off democratic current.

Terrorism is spreading like disease hatred by everyone, the blast in which takes bunch of people to death. Every time I get chance in express unity, which is very strong tool to save from ill threat. And how well we come closer is matter in strange people and still people there to calculate in our back wrap with smile before. Gandhi’s non-violence movement turns wide eyes to look different defeating the cruelty minds and world wars, but was it possible today with people fighting for separatism or individual nation. No, I don’t mind it could, where some waiting for the opponents to bend down to stamp there foot like idiot without pause and think. If some let back is to give way further and to future, and to meet both ends is to bend not could it break. Earth is one we hope, and live evidently, but where comes the lives and we should not forget it and make apart.

Where do we carry the hatred and greedy to destruction? To half the daily papers, is most what witness takes over and is the violation of children and women. Its bloody shit if what the same expect from a partner as well in a child, just for desire and sum is right take away the lives to destruction? Where does the freedom and dream of Mahatma gone, is he the only then lived message alone! When one could follow in blind way towards something, why not see with given eyes the truth. Truth alone gives pleasure, in lose we are in fear and anger (on ourselves) which ends in violence.

Let end this in dream of Gandhi, he says: “I shall work for an India in which the poorest shall feel it is their country in whose making they have an effective voice; an India in which there shall be no high class and low class of people; an India in which all communities shall live in perfect harmony. There can be no room in such an India for the curse of untouchability or the curse of intoxicating drinks and drugs. Women shall enjoy the same rights as men. Since we shall be at peace with all the rest of the world, neither exploiting, nor being exploited, we should have the smallest army imaginable. This is the India of my dreams.” – Mahatma Gandhi