Saturday, July 03, 2010

Fun and Familiar

Is there anything unseen like the wind?
Is there anything untouched like the sky?
Is there anything untied like the tongue?
Is there anything united like the mind?
Is there anything bind like the skin?
Is there anything strange like the fear?
Is there anything unknown like the darkness?
Is there anything unheard like the silence?
Is there anything bright like the lightning?
Is there anything deep like the ocean?
Is there anything sense like the sun?
Is there anything baked like the bun?
Is there anything pristine like the rain?
Is there anything elevated like the Everest?
Is there anything strong like the storm?
Is there anything romantic like the Romeo and Juliet?
Is there anything irremovable like the scar?
Is there anything fun like the fantasy?
Is there anything trust like the friendship?
Is there anything feel like the secure?
Is there anything proud like the father?
Is there anything humble like the mother?
Is there anything loud like the thunder?
Is there anything smell like the fragrance?
Is there anything unstable like the situation?
Is there anything unchangeable like the history?
Is there anything immerse like the fish?
Is there anything immovable like the hope?

Let’s hope everything would be fine. Don’t worry, be happy! :)

Friday, July 02, 2010

Courage

Life on sailing
Life is a wild river
and we sail in a boat,
to remain sailing
one we know driving
or diving
to neither drive ashore
nor leave it to destiny.

For anything, we need courage! Just thought to write something and got courage.

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

In poor man’s ooty

way to yercaud
On the hills of Servarayan lies the popularly known poor man’s ooty, Yercaud. The name which derives from the Tamil words ‘yeri and kaadu’, which mean ‘lake and forest’. It’s almost pleasant and cool throughout the year and it could be reached from any where through buses and its nearest city is Salem. Placed at an elevation above 1500 meter from msl, the yercaud is famous for its coffee plantations, which was introduced in state in late 18th century by British.

As we climb on the hill, the weather started to wrap with cool wind and dry leaves crushing over the lonely road. The route takes us via coffee and pepper estates, and it wasn’t a bus route so it was vast empty and narrow with little hairpin bends and curves. The kuppanoor is the footstep of this ghat road that comes in between Salem and harur.
greenery
As we reached yercaud, it started to drizzle slowly and even while enjoying the climate, the disappointment came from the resort that we booked for saying they don’t allow pets… and even after much explanation they refused to allow. It’s indeed our mistake of not informing the resort formerly that we bring a pet (maya) with us and thought they will adjust if we say, but no way had we to seek for another place to stay.
large leaves
We then moved into the town searching for rooms while raining outside, we met an auto drive who guide us to a cottage belong to someone. It was a two story building and they gave three of us a room in ground floor and for others in second floor, it was somehow comfort with mosquito menacing in night. The next day we shift to second floor, with the aid of cousins caring me away it was better than before from the troublesome mosquitoes, which fly from the nearby sewage canal that we fail to notice in night.
moth eyes
The cottage was little beneath the dead end road and was surrounded by trees, plants and shrubs; and one of the plants were attractive with huge leaves similar to lotus ones. Morning I wake to see wet everywhere and flowers bloomed in red and blue and small species like frogs, toads, moth, millipedes existing everywhere. The Maya who was excite to see those species was keen to catch them away.
simply nice home
There was a restaurant called Karuppaiya Mess at the junction near the lake was very familiar in taste and too good to have. Throughout our stay we get foods from here, but there’s limited choice of food. The view from our balcony wasn’t great but the little house opposite to ours was simply nice, with a small portico and two tiny elephants guarding each end of the gateway in stone. I’m not a person always or never wish for greater in life, even a small and simple home is enough, and in this way I wish I live there sufficiently.
happy swinging
To add, the swing inside the terrace was attracting everyone to swing ones!

Monday, June 28, 2010

WCTC - 2010

The five days World Classical Tamil Conference end on Sunday and it was held like a grand festival with everyone’s attention towards it. There were dance, music, award presentations, exhibitions, processions and symposium by Tamil experts and watched by thousands and lakhs of Tamil people gathered in Coimbatore.
This is the first world Tamil conference held after Tamil receiving classical status, which is the oldest literature among the living languages of the world. I watch the beginning session of this conference inaugurated by the President of India Pratibha Patil before the innumerable Tamil people, who come in eager to learn more about Tamil and listening expert speakers praising the language.

It’s truly honor to see Tamil experts speak in literally and foreigners interest to take Tamil as there language and do research to learn more and exhibit the classic to world. It’s truly great to realize for the first time obviously such a conference being held and inspiring many people those desire to learn and read more about the glories language Tamil.

I too listen to few symposiums spoken by Tamil experts and it feels honor to say I speak Tamil. It’s simply an eye-opener in many ways to Tamil literature and its historic path, thus one of the speakers Jagath Gaspar’s words were touching sense and knowledge and his explanations where among the best about human unity being Tamil community . He says the elaborated DNA chart says Tamil community has crossed 78 generations.

I just think while that being Tamil doesn’t separate us from being unity in humanity and where I see human is a tree and he needs a piece of land to its root to stand and being Tamil it is the language of everything and whatever grows above the soil is equal to everyone. For instance Tamil is like our homes where we could walk bare footed and stay very comfort, but stepping out isn’t same and not every place is like our home. Where society is a common place with difference in everything, and to comes across or grain experience we need to wear something in common other than Tamil. So learning other languages or giving important to one isn’t wrong and well necessary, but there isn’t a comfort place like home, where we’re ourselves.

A language is for communication and we caught up with language which comes easier for us to communicate, but I feel shame that we often communicate with combine language. Tamil is a beautiful language and when it comes out from those experts it inspires a lot to communicate completely in Tamil! It could be a tough task, but I hope if we try we could speak easily and I have an interest in learning new words and meanings that we unknown or only known in other language which is almost English.

While celebrating Tamil as a classical language, hope those however follow the conference like me might get motivate to practice fluent Tamil without influencing other languages, which isn’t less in profound or prior to other. Let’s celebrate the language, the tool of communication and development in society and relationship.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Quite 5

My blog completed 5 years on Sunday and thinking back it’s being a great pleasure having u all as my dear friends and besides sharing many things along this journey. I am quite enjoying this sharing of knowledge, love, trust, joy and courage and of course the passion that keeps me moving even my health resist sometime. I’m desperate a lot these day and whenever I feel tedious, I think about blogging and things I have to do comes to mind get me fresh energy and enthusiasm to put back my thoughts and experience towards here.

Thanks everyone for being here and further to share my space and cheer by hope and spirit. Happy blogging! :smile: