On grandma's memory

Sunday marked my great grandmother’s first Memorial Day, and at home there was an oblation to mark the day and except dad, who reminded by her last moment at hospital was most strike me, but I couldn’t sense anything great more about my grandma on this day and I hardly come across by her thoughts. That’s nothing mean she isn’t so special to me to remember, but when did I forget or miss her to remember. Though I feel her disappearance was only in physical, and mind really stable at sustain that she lives somewhere and connected forever. Few people asked me did your grandma come on your dream and I said no, and it was not in my wish or right what dreams should exists.

She was the most caring person in the world towards me and no grandma is exception to this emotion. Even she was old, she was my good companion on times being alone and no one at home, in case of unavoidable circumstance. Recently I remind her more and felt bad being missed, leaving away whatever I feel sustain about her through mind. There’re moments fragile between us or anyone at home, but it never last more and simple words are enough to cool her and she always want someone to care for her and being enquired often, to get replayed the most not bad. We can’t accept the instant depart of someone lives throughout our lives and there was no sustain feeling of being missed unless deep sense.

She wished to travel and see few places at catching distance; including the one was MGR grave in Marina beach. Thinking her health condition we don’t take her out often and it was still the hurting thing that we can’t even fulfill her little wishes and dad really worry saying this sometime we move around. To my memory, the last time we took her out was to her native village few months before her depart and surprisingly we made a visit to her village on the same month this year brought back those memories. She was an adherent fan of Chief Minister Karunanithi and believed whatever he do is good for people, and she also openly supports his part and gets argued with us. She loves comedy and her favorite ones are Vadivelu comedies; and if she sees him on screen, she sit back and enjoy, and also scold us sometime if we turn channel or disturb her views. She is so much attached to our lives, and it’s hard to believe she is departed and would be remembered not alone on a specific day or moment.

Wee cup pup

Like a tiny doll in white fluff, just 3.2 inches tall, the Maltese pup reached just more than a height of teacup is among the world’s smallest sleeve dogs. Scooter, the six month-old pup, is also weights less than a block of butter at 400gm that too while wearing clothes – a regular purple sock jersey, so that she is seen easily around the home and to prevent inevitable injury that would result at a wrong step. The owner of Scooter 'Cheryl McKnight of New Zealand’ says the pup feeds from an egg three times a day and sleeps in a shoebox, does everything a normal dog does.

Another tiny pup vying for the status of being smallest in world is Tom Thumb. Even he is younger than Scooter, his owners convince he’ll still be shorter than the current record of smallest dogs by length when he’s an adult. At three weeks old, Tom Thumb measured less than 4 inches from nose tip to tail tip; and is believed to grow more than an inch or two. Beyond anything astonish, these diminutive dogs are absolutely cute and I know u too will agree.

The tiny scooter reminds me of maya, while she was alike when she was small with those pretty eyes and nose.

Gulmohar

At end of May the tree stands bare without leaves and I was worried looked at either shrubs bloomed in flame of red. But in its development as a tree, against my home, I was pleased by its first appearance of blossom in mid June. I once wondered would this shrub relive after the total destruction by a bulldozer on behalf construction and to my surprise it began to grow more than enough to give shadow and wind. I thanked whatever stopped the land owners to go further into there plan and I could say this shrub is also one of my source of energy, and I see often in morning or evening the koel chirp sweet as it is belong to its own species sitting on this tree. The squirrels run and play on its branches and left stand to few water birds, and its home to a lonely jangle crow, which sleep all nights on this tree.

Now the tree has bloomed in flame of red, and I see Gulmohar adorn our resident and complete with gesture that detained these days. Getting into some detail about this tree and flower, it was discovered in early 19th century in its native island country Madagascar, by botanist Wensel Bojer and it named as Delonix regia. Gulmohar is a flamboyant tree bloom with flowers for several weeks in spring and summer, and being pretty it is viewed as world’s most colorful tree. The trees fern-like leaves are composed of small individual leaflets and fold up at the onset of dusk. Looked like stretched feathers it also known as peacock flowers.

Naadodigal my view

I went to drive-in at weekend and saw a wonderful Tamil movie Naadodigal (nomads). It’s a movie about friendship, where we get to see some of the best and worst in friendship. They have shown a group of friends to do whatever to there friendship and kept strong the promise that a ‘friend’s friend is also a friend’, as the title note says. It begins like a usual movie of friends being free birds and does things unemployed do. But the difference is the way of understanding between friends and interesting screenplay that turns over there lives, in need of helping a friend to get his lover.

Sasi Kumar of ‘Subramaniapuram’ led the movie with his matured thoughts as Karuna and the way he conveyed his expressions, want us to look into more. Being a hero he never displayed unbelievable talent and did what he can; with two other main characters played by Kalloori fame Bharani and Vasanth Vijay shows success being unfamiliar, and it’s what the kind with every character plays of real life characters make the movie live. The style of language spoken by Bharani as Pandi is easy to remind and whatever he does mix with humor. His silent expressions are woven into suspense and merry emotions. The new faces act as Karuna’s sister and sweetheart are beautiful whatever aspects they do, and Ananya(heroine) has a bright visage in acting, with her pranks and next door looks.

Though the movie gives a feel of gilly, this was based on friendship and it was something rare to come across friends, who see the relationship as more than anything in the world. There suffer are tough touching when rescuing the lovers and burst out when came to know their sacrifices are no means, exists well into flame. The background scoring was excellent and it increases the furious on screen esp. on chasing scenes it’s remarkable with ‘sambo siva samba’ vent aloud and camera captured the namakkal sequence well. In a line I like to say Nadodogal, oodivanthu uthavum nanbargal (normads, are friends who run to help).

Based on this subject, I watch a program ‘Neeya nana’ on Sunday night and it was about what friendship means and what’s the boundary of it? The chief guest of the program was the director of Naadodigal ‘Samuthirakani’ and what he says is friendship has no boundary and any relationship would fail to succeed friendship. the other side of the team argues that friendship has a limit and few said I will allow my friend only up to my gateway and set of friends until hall. And in my view what I see boundary is in understanding and if there was the thing understanding, none need to draw a line, because they will know better how one would feel extending certain limits. Sometime I also think how would be the countries like India and Pakistan if there was good understand and love among our people, and the fence and armies are removed where the line of control under understanding.

# Current one is a festival song from Naadodigal. See video song at right!

Mannavanur – beautiful landscape

Mannavanur is a beautiful landscape, situated at a distance about 35km from kodaikanal, is surrounded by grasslands. I heard about this place for very long time and got the opportunity only now after missing couple of times in past. The Mannavanur Lake is the heart of the place, which could be sighted as soon we enter the huge landscape route. It’s a wonderful view of grass mounds across the valley and water as its center of attraction and surrounded by hills, and little blue sky gives way to picturesque shots. Mannavanur is also a village, mainly depends on terrace farming and agriculture alike Poombarai and holds a sheep research center. And mannavanur is also called as Bison valley.

On the way we could see a group of sheep grazing at distance and wished I could be there, but as we moved further the sight disappears and we came across the village and farm lands, particularly an oval shape field looked like a playground stadium, where rows of steps lead to ground. Various vegetables are cultivated here including broccoli, French and butter beans, and the village also provides home made dish to those approach them, even rabbit meat is cooked if requested. There is no particularly place to attract tourist, but if someone is interested like us can go up to the lake leisurely through meadow path, coming across grazing sheeps and rabbit form.

I had a wonderful time wandering at meadow, getting near sheeps and stream that flows from lake, to the vegetable fields nearby. The mounds of green and chill climate never want me to leave the place, but few members of my family left in hunger drive us to vehicle and the gateway to lake doesn’t seem welcoming in debris and miry. But lake area seems untouched and undisturbed, which is a source of drinking water to the people live less than 100 meters elevation. We moved further away from the place and after the lunch I climbed some distance on wheels along the road lead to kavunji, another village in this region.

I found it was quite silent except the vibration of spraying medicine at fields and the compound of green brown terrace just caught up the eyes. The clouds gathered around the place turned the moment into perhaps rain and so we left before evening. On our way back we stopped somewhere in between pine forest and looked for a falls we found in past, but we’re at wrong indication and even warned by the one who guide us, few of them get down and stick with leeches and unless reaching room none could find it was sucking blood. I was bored to get down into cottage, so we went to the lake bank and spent sometime watching the reflections of light and went around the lake in car which was 6-7km in length.