Coaker’s walk and Pillar rock!

I’m swing in bliss, because its mist.

For everyone kodaikanal mean something and for me it’s totally mist, and lately the beautiful lake. One morning I went on wheels through Coaker's walk and it was completely covered in mist in a disappointing way to everyone in getting views, but I really enjoyed a lot like on one and leisurely moved with cold mist. Entering either way, the small tea stall at entrance greeted me with memories of having cuppa at couple of times in past, the taste and warmth comes to sits at my tongue. Further moving into the path way that goes along the edge of mountain and half a km in distance, it was quite bliss with cold breeze and mist like ever sensed before.

Along the way there’re countable pavement shops selling fury toys, wooden decorative items and photos adding on cups… but nothing interest me like mist, except few wooden cars in a shop and baked peanuts.

Coaker’s walk always interest me at leisure and passing through this lane is simple pleasure and unvaried sill. The panoramic view of beautiful valley, with clouds floating sometime, to far away towns, lakes and hills are indeed splendid on a cloudless day and it’s a view point unlike others almost covered in mist. Telescope tower at one end of the path gives a chance to see far away places at close distance, but I wonder why do people pay and look through the lens when white screen confined there views in mist. The flowers grown beneath the slopes in red and yellow are very pretty to see, including the hanging flowers in white and pink at one end. The Coaker deriving its name from Lt. Coaker, who discover this footpath in 1872 and drew map to kodaikanal, cleared my query at last.

After wander at Coaker’s walk our next stop was at Pillar rocks. At 400 feet height, three rocks stand proximately is one of nature’s wonderful formations. The chamber between the pillars is known as devil’s kitchen – a hallow cave, also known as guna cave. The pillars are often covered by mist and as usual the clouds played hind and seek with us leaving little space to cover the splendid. But what disappointed me a lot was the situation of pillar rocks lately, with many shops shifting the place completely leaving behind a hard sign and sight of pillars. I see how people are such follies to turn over the significant of this place, and I just wanted to ask those shop owners, do we came over here to see the arrangements of your shops blocking the pillar rocks?

Kodaikanal, being one of the important tourist place in country, it’s damn what the government is doing than cleaning these encroachments. I would say princess of hills losing her beauty to encroachments of buildings and shops, and ones the pristine beauty is polluted now somehow.

Eclipse mania

Today was total solar eclipse and we all know it’s a general occurrence by nature, even yearly we have eclipse this time it was a rare event that last the longest of 21st century. This doesn’t make me awe and as usual we expected the sight was blocked by clouds, and what really made it special was the total eclipse almost across India. But what I like to say about was belief. In whatever manner the scientific knowledge and understanding grows, but still people believe that moon hide the sun on eclipse and reflect its shadow on earth is devil caught up with evil. Eclipse might be believed or described as bad omen in earlier times when science wasn’t understood, but even after many years of man landed on moon and well aware about universe, few people still believe in things that has no meaning and existence.

I just wonder in disbelief at one of my cousin’s act upon eclipse and what she did in name of belief. She ate a day before eclipse, by 6pm in evening and went on fast till midday. I have heard people saying in past that eating anything at the period of eclipse won’t digest, but what she did is simply foolish and being educated. I know education and belief are something distinct and I like to see sense and knowledge on both. Then, there go the astrologists making certain promise that something gonna happen to earth on the time of eclipse occur and possibility of earthquake or tsunami. But I’m not sure those astrologists truly know what tsunami means before the December 26th incident? We know the earth stability is because of some gravity force from sun and when moon come across, a question could rise on the changes of substance, but obviously there haven’t been any incident happen so far on eclipses.

There’re times people have been saying and following the tradition of taking bath after eclipse are over. As a child I have also conveyed the same by my parents and those days we never ask why and just follow what parents say. I have heard mom saying that people also wash there homes and drop whatever is left to feed and cook newly dish after eclipse, and we were never allowed to go out in times of eclipse. I feel it’s simply offensive to follow these and I see in disbelief people used to practice it deliberately. Don’t we realize to change ourselves with what we got in knowledge? And if we don’t want to turn the illusion, then why do we need to learn new things to develop our sense and knowledge? And the important thing of learning is to drive folly.

#(pic courtesy: Google images, a total solar eclipse seen from Varanasi in india, july 22, 2009.)

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.

Poombarai

The place we decided to travel first after arriving kodaikanal was, Poombarai. It’s a beautiful village, with an hour drive or 18km from kodaikanal on the way to Mannavanur. It turned noon when we were moving around with couple of restaurants to get our lunch parcels to only get a replay of no after making delay, and the places we like to go further have no provision of food, so we just gone with bread and jam to stop some more delay. The route we went take us through pine forest, where woods laid nearer in order by nature or whoever, stands tall in almost wet surface, just makes cool like anything and ever green. The fallen woods that remain after removal from way are tuned to live within nature simply getting to ruin to feed nature and they say these woods are banned to remove from here and this one reason helps nature to bounce within at least.

We had nothing to do with the village Poombarai, but it does everything with its pretty views I have ever seen that make impress with the pattern it provides. Parked beside a curve road that gives a clean sight of the valley, we saw the beautiful village surrounded by different shapes and size of lands that carved like steps on the slope of hills and it was well known as terrace farming. One part of the fields in different soil colors, gives a wonderful pattern and few terraces are traced by ploughed and harvested, with remaining terraces into the progress of developing cabbages, carrots, cauliflowers, potatoes and hill garlic, which is noted here.

Almost with tiles roof, the houses seem even at distinct. The valley that exist other side of the village is wide open to an excellent view of Palani hills where Poombarai situated as its heart, a mountain range in Western Ghats. There’s a wooden view point adjoin to the road side, to climb at our own risk and there’s a small hill top with shrine, where one could enjoy the cool mist and breeze that moves into peace and pleasure looking over the village. At far distance there was a falls flowing like a silver line and as far we move, the view continues along the way; and it was interesting with fresh green vegetation fields. The irrigation was done through a small canal where the spring water collected from nearby areas passes through and wonder how water supplied to the higher terrace when rain fail to visit.

And back in evening, it was another splendid view of mist covering the valley and slowly caresses the village. I wonder how the people would feel being under blanket of mist and just being hidden from the world view for sometime to clear.

The village exists like an untouched beauty as its core attraction, with petal like hills surrounded. It was nice to see them farming even on no flat surface and creating something to progress their lives, and not like those people who sell there well growing lands to more money and turn it to concrete floors in name of development. We come across many farming lands, but this was simple marvel. The village is connected with buses from kodai and it was a remote village with no clear signal of mobiles, and it holds a Murugan temple with history of three thousands years and once a year they celebrate cart festival after Thai Poosam that comes in Jan-feb.

A pet tag

Dear Anya tagged me just for a play. She is someone very sweet to tag me into this game and she has a beautiful cat named Kareltje, and her blog is almost about her pet and none can beat her in receiving awards from friends. Anya had brought her pet Kareltje’s picture on her tag post, so I thought to break the rules so that similarly I can also post our pet maya’s picture.

Thought the rules are to open your photo folder and select the 6th folder, and then select the 6th photo in that folder and post that photo along with the story behind it on your blog and tag 5 people.

The picture above is maya. The time I shoot this picture was about 8pm on a rainy day and u may think what her position stands for?

One thing I haven’t said before was, maya was a superb hunter of ants. Now u may know for what she is waiting near the door. Sometime ants used to enter our home in-between the gap of door and she would wait for them to arrive to catch and eat. One day a leech entered through the gap and maya seen it and started to bark aloud and before she catch we drew her away. From then on, she used to keep her face down near the door, so that she could catch anything that comes. But something opposite to that happened to her recently and what it was a leech had been biting her leg for sometime when we were in kodai and we only saw it later bleeding. Even couple of our family members got sucked by the leeches when we visited a pine forest.

Lodged with princess of hills

The day dawns very early receiving rays of sunlight into my room, and I wake up in aware to see the beautiful princess of hills (kodaikanal) through the open windows, in between the disturbing concrete structures immerge the beauty. First I felt like a prisoner seeing the princess from behind the cages, as the window bars looks like that and it was more enough for someone living within city developers, whom dismissing the beauty as untouchable fruit! The homes and buildings are prisons; we build for ourselves to live with no life, and like released in parole ones or twice a year, we go in search of pleasure that nature gives.

Unlike we keen for shadow on a sunny day, I wished for sunshine morning to make me out of shiver, the cold night gave. I stretched out of home, as I find the place interesting the previews nightfall, I stroll on my wheels around the front yard and it was a simple cottage with roof tiles, and portico with its kind to gossip moments and a swing to move in comfort. It was a lonely cottage to get on our wish, with garden of pears in backyard with sliding lawn and tiny flowers in mini pots. Interestingly there was a Jeep and being a big fan of 4x4 I often get noticed by the vehicle, and it was modified like a hunter jeep and it was the first thing attracts me getting down there.

I could not forget this place so easily, more than for what it was; I had an accident with my wheel, while trying to climb a steep path to fall backward along with wheels. It was a great time that I escaped with unharmed! Everyone was really scared about this incident and special attention had been given to me then and I acknowledged it’s truly my mistake. I was very careful then, the mistake never repeats and disturbs our pleasure. What all I had been enjoying stays for a brief time, as we had decided to shift our cottage in lack of some facilities and in meantime we stoned some pears and took pictures around the cottage, that I don’t want to leave.

Later I felt the move is also for good and better, and it also has some other story to share later. The places we stayed where 2km away from the center of kodai, and the new cottage had a kitchen to cook dish on our wish, and whatever cooked there tastes sweet. On our first day, aunt made ven pongal and every time it comes with a distinct flavor, and the thing is said to be the water provide the hills make the dish very special.

Highways and Clouds

The highways that laid down these days and across in process, is connecting well the main cities and towns are gift to travelers, who loves smooth and quick access to there destinations. We know roads are stretched to development to make easy the transportation and stress free travel, but sometime I think against this progress that why do we need highways to be widen by cutting down all roadside trees and destroying identities that stands for long. Especially on sunny days, traveling on highways is anxious without air condition on, which I hate to be and lack of shadows that can’t make chill sometime on long drives and I really feel what the traveling I was looking for doesn’t gives this highways and its simply bored and dry to travel long distances seems indifferent. On other hand I was happy about the quality of roads that could meet international standard, and those frequent on roads could enjoy the comfort which doesn’t fulfilled me.

Last week I visited kodaikanal and few places around Theni district and as usual it’s more than 12 hours of journey. Keeping in mind the heat waves, we began our journey at 5.30am from Chennai and reached kodaikanal before dusk. Its third time in a decade I’m visiting kodai and quite right on route, and people who can’t agree with me caught up with puzzle, wasted time and fuel traveling in-between Vathalagundu and kodai road before finding dad’s friend wait at kodai road junction. The ghat road leads to kodai was quite flowing, thus everyone wonder how quick we reached top and it was a beautiful day of sky watching across land and hills.

The sky was wide open with clouds floating like cotton candies and displays child art similarly. I always wish to watch clouds that we imagine to draw wherever nature needs and it was such delight to watch in light blue backdrop. As we move on hills, the cotton candy clouds just crashes on the hills as mist and split as cold breeze; and when we head the guest house the place was soaked in drizzle. The sky was still opened to reflect lights in-between clump of clouds even nearly 7pm and we goose bump as our feet sense the coldness of earth. It was a pleasant stable that night and the house was really wonderful, and I will make a post separately on that.

fate and desire

(pic:I wonder where these goats go on fate to rest on human dish or migrate.)

These days life seems so dry and tiresome, unwilling to do anything and wanted to sleep, but no slumber. I’m feeling setback, whether I hide or seek somehow its true and mind says something goes wrong and I can’t be normal, as there was something striking me that I have done a mistake, but I don’t know what it was. Perhaps I had been traveled for a week long and what I had gone through those days could be reflecting on my body and mind that seeks interest to be normal. More than saying I’m trying hard, I struggle everyday to maintain my activities that goes out of touch. One or the few activities obviously indicate me lose of hope and one important thing is walking. I can’t walk miles, but I could put few steps on my own in help of calipers. I could say it’s the only hope that left for sometime now that I’m on my foot. It really bothers me these days, if not physically, it affects my intension.

The sun shines throughout the day immense, which could I blame for the suffering? I wake up lately not less than 9am, and to my wonder I couldn’t sleep more than 6am in cold weather and feel so active, thus I am trying hard to wake early and interestingly that day would be more fine than normal. Hopeless, it comes always whenever I’m imbalance and secondly I couldn’t console myself with fate or do I greet him, because I could be blamed for desire. But it’s a part of my life. I’m also a normal being with mind, to console to live with what I have, thinking myself better than others who face severe disorders and multiple challenges. I think I have a way to go and immense in mind, but I never know or not what yet to happen. I have an outline of my life, when something goes wrong unexpectedly it suffers for long and I always feel, for a day’s drama we should never loss our real life last for long. But I feel of crossing the line in weariness and desire, whether I would happen to fell in the ditch of drama. Mind and body often acts different and what mind says couldn’t followed by the body, and what surprise is unexpected downfall. I escape from the believers who can’t understand the disorder, but nothing can stop me from strive which distress me often. I do care little about my body which is not in my control, but mentally I was occupied by thoughts about my physical.

In short, I was caught up between fate and desire, and obviously fate would win and sometime desire least prevent and advance fate.

Jeevan’s world turned 4

On June 20th Jeevan’s world completed 4 years in blogging.

I’m thanking you all, more than your support, courage and love, which keep me going both virtually and truly. This blog would be something special to me, forever till right moment, that kept connected us far away into closer. I love this space and feel like glowing star in your reflections of mind and knowledge. I was nothing when I began this journey, but now I have everything to share with you all and unless you became friends my world would never continue to be so. Thank you :)

Jeevan Travels

I will be traveling the next few days, and will be away from here for sometime. Take care all. Happy blogging :)

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Gazing moon

(click picture to enlarge)

You’re bright like tube light
and cold like kodaikanal
we learn science since; you’re a mystery
gazing around every full moon nights
striking upon your blazing beauty

Midnight in bright orange light
have been astonished upon your visits
through the stripped window screen;
though the space immense like ever
I couldn’t quite enjoy your beauty

Sometime on cold winter days
you dawn into dusk, in red in color
to let me astonish, could you turn ever
your reflection on sea
where I see silver waves swing – its beauty

Pollachi to Chennai

Day: Dec29, 2008

It was inseparable morning, like as usual ever time I go on trips, leaving this coconut country Pollachi. Not because this is a place I have ever seen this much coconut groves and that I couldn’t make up to Top slip and Parambikulam, because I felt I need some more time to experience the change as the time was little brief. Since six months I visited pollachi, I could recollect something on my way back to Chennai by just withdrawing on the same route we took ahead. And it was morning time that I got to disclose the views around that get concealed in darkness while arriving at night.

There’re many coconut groves along the way until far from Pollachi and it was great thing to see many windmills, to stand and rotate gentle towards wind. After awhile came the Tirupur Corporation, with dust spreading across to some maintenance of road work and raised building as fence on both sides, we stopped somewhere to purchase clothes in this renowned banian city. It seems Tirupur is busy always and clothes are nothing cheaper like we thought and only those experts in textile industry could approach the right shop to purchase quality clothes in the confusing state of uncountable shops. Though we brought something, but couldn’t agree completely on its stability.

We had our lunch in Bhavani, and I found a long banner inviting even strangers to someone’s marriage, with a big picture of bride-groom, and faces of those seem to be relatives to the couple are pasted around the banner. And we stopped somewhere near Mettur, to find a village beside roadside with pretty paddy and sugarcane fields, and to move further to see a Ayyanar statue with some others and a horse nearby, which I was looking forward to see for long time in real. Throughout the way from Bhavani to Mettur it was green paddy fields and Cauvery running along.

For the third time, I’m coming across Mettur dam and this time I saw a whirlpool on the reservoir. It was swirling with an uncertain sign of neither dragging nor motion on the surface of the water in a different shade. Doesn’t know whether the whirlpool sustain minutes before we arrive or it’s existing for long time, where a man was drawing his coracle against the whirlpool to escape nor I better not know is he fishing at safe distance. The other side, water was opened to flow from dam, where people sweeping clothes and vehicle, with a man and other sending there coracle.

After met with NH7 and as we move further climbing the little ghat, we found many monkey beside the road, which is a common sight here, and as we dropped some food stuffs, they came around collecting by staring for pictures, and more than adults there’re many cute little ones. Along the way there’re clusters of coconuts dropped for sale and we brought a dozen to home, and the sun was hiding its face behind the hills by evening around Krishnagiri, it was such brightness in crimson to blind someone for moment to staring. And it was time running uncontrollable to the movement of vehicle and it was night 10pm we reach home. I conclude my travelogue here which I begin to write six months ago about my travel to valparai and its surrounding.

Charming chami

She is so fascinate and nevertheless she attracts me to delight.

However I hear her calling me often and gets anger if someone stops her to cry.

She talks little, but smiles far to get shy; thought she wants me to attend her.

Being fond, she never liked someone to scold me; just like some do to test her patience and love.

No ever kid has been so fascinate with me like her, because she is so special in heart to express love.

But man I’m really feeling heaven, in presence or distant, dreaming about her innocent and love.

Here I’m wishing her from heart, that peace and pleasure prevails throughout her life indeed in love.

The video was taken last week in my cousin’s marriage, and she was playing with facial powder and though she thought its kola mauve (rice flour) to drop them on floor to draw lines. However it’s lovely! :)

Current song is my favourite, ‘Varainthu vaitha suriyan’ from Jayam Kondaan, quite beautiful song.

Through window

I saw birds flip it wings in joy;
the dark clouds gathered to pull me out
and the rain drops
and breeze, that touched my sense
and leaves that moves along.

One evening,
the clouds reflect heat in color
collected throughout the day,
the sun was blamed forever
for the unbearable flame
that left people in distress.

I wish often the days
continue as clouded sky
until immerse the sunlight
and branches that sprout leaves,
in between the sky closed to rain.

Tigers Parked

When there are many things to attract in hill stations, there was something growing around are these Tigers. We take this picture last year in Ooty and these tigers were sitting at one hairpin bend near a tea factory. It’s obvious why tiger was kept at one of a turns, just to make people surprise and certainly it does, but later what surprise me was, these tigers are kept here for business. No, the tigers are not for sale, and who will buy those fade in sunshine and rain but some do business with them. To make clear it’s not a real tiger hehe...

One of us liked to take picture with tigers and when get down of vehicle to reach tigers, suddenly someone came run from nearby leaving his small carrot shop on a table top, asked 10rs if like to taking a picture with tiger. Then who stands there, and who are we? It seems he only had left the tigers on the small grass mound to pull money, along with the carrots he harvests around. There’re days we could remember, people who visit photo studious used to take pictures with apparent animals, film stars and leaders by standing beside and dropping their arms on there shoulders. This is something different, and I wonder were they getting this idea, but it’s a trick to get money and it seems it spread to other destinations. From this what I come to tell is... nothing! Just I remind this after seeing a picture from kodikanal lately, that someone had kept a beautiful tiger with little cubs alike and it easily attracts children to spend 10rs or more for taking pictures! He receives money only if someone sits beside tigers and sure someone will not miss this chance which would not happen in real.

An event account

There is nothing more to say, but about to share something I caught up with my cousin’s marriage I attend last Thursday in Chennai. Since 2003 I haven’t attend any marriage functions or events as it never get me this interested and important, and lack of ability and facility are reasons I could say, as I feel inconvenient and unlike to cause trouble others. This time where the marriage held was happened to be easy for me to move and thus my cousin’s family being closely associate with us and almost like its our home function, I couldn’t deny there prior offer with love and being myself loved to attend her marriage. Yesterday we called her in-law, and then she said she’s well being with her husband and in-laws, and as well I aware she never talked to him before marriage and being unfamiliar with there families even though they’re relatives.

By evening 6 we reached the marriage hall with couple of people seated and I selected a place and parked my wheels and joined with cousins following. Its been six years since, I never know any changes has happened and thus to know the coffee had turned into bonda, which I said ‘no’ to many people asked me and there was something annoying is saying ‘I am fine’ to everyone's inquire ’how r u?’. I laugh into myself, am I saying right and here the right answer is wrong. I wonder how many of them really think about us in meantime and it seems like people came to face each other and want to share something that is ‘how r u and I am fine’. It doesn’t get me sense, but at least there are people to ask ‘how r u’ gets comfort.

After the process of bride-groom procession, the evening began with reception and light music. I have to say about light music, because it drum beat of ears and broke our hearts, with its loud speakers. It’s been long time since I listen to light music in marriages, but I feel glad now not because of getting the opportunity, but escaped these days from the heck. Sometime I just wanted to kick those idiots disturb the peace and pleasure with loud speakers, and the whole procedure itself drumstick, but no music. The bride-groom stands like displayed, by receiving wishes, gifts and taking pictures along with others and in meantime my cam was busy taking pictures along with photographers. At last we stand along with bride-groom for pictures and it was something nice having a cam to save pictures for ourselves, and so thus I able to post here.

After dinned we returned home by 10.30pm, after spending much time wandering, chatting and snapping either on various position. We waked up morning 6 and back to hall by 7, when the process was ahead of rituals and tying knots in between particular time. Just being away and watching unclearly unbelief, there was some rituals going on something like path worship, garland exchanging, and in between tying knots, which is something mark the marriage; then it continues with exchange of rings in hands and toes, presenting things and sweets to invitees, before again going with a photo session. After sendoff the bride-groom to in-law’s, I spent sometime along with chami – who makes amuse with her attitude and cousins, who are yet to leave home that day, as their summer vacation are to end on Monday, we reached home by noon.

Lonely gesture

Like the day will never return
I looked across the open sky
like the shattered clouds I see
the sudden solitude disturbs me

The time heat was melt by evening
thus breeze began to blow, and
not alone it moves the leaves
but also the memories of past

The birds twitter to fly across
conveying me that we’re still here
looking for you’re sense, keep aside solitude
here nature exist for you

The empty enclosure looks at me
with space full of gesture
thinking about happier and laughter
just came to conclusion by school’s reopen

I never saw the solitude side
while being along with kin’s these days
while they annoy sometime
I think about love and it wasn’t bothered me
- as they are my brothers

Sometime it taught me patience,
and sense that everyone has a need
that nothing goes loss, as I learn
young minds to develop mine.

I wanted to correct something goes misunderstand with last post. The marriage is for my cousin and she is my childhood friend and I regret that some of you understood that my cousin and my childhood friend are getting married. I am extremely sorry. But today her marriage went on quite amusing and I am so happy seeing her going with him nicely… will share my experience on marriage later.

Love forever

Like no were ever
like a bloomed flower
came out from a newly bud
within pretty concealed

Having seen her smiling
but never understood the reason
today she smile, and there was a reason
but unknown it came from her heart or not

Today like a beautiful lady
in traditional wear
turned her look nearly homely
and I wish her attitude remain so

Coupled with someone in a day to go
to believe the times is least to apart,
mindset and relations apart,
I wish love bloom forever for her.

One of my cousin and also childhood friend is getting married tomorrow and I take this chance to wish her from my heart.

Let’s hope – the only thing to say

I don’t think anything much into seriously, but I can’t avoid thinking about the situation in Sri Lanka. I don’t feel regret for those searched there end, but to the innocent people brutally killed and those left in struggle to survive after conflict. While getting to bed last night, I shared my distress with dad that we’re comfortably sleeping here on bed, switched on to a/c to welfare; but there our fellow beings, in temporary shelters under threaten, suffering to injure with no basic facilities to relief pain and hearts without solace missing dear ones.

The contradictory information through media makes the situation uncertain and we have no other way than to believe whatever the Sri Lankan govt. says and promise on giving relief to the people affected by war and resettle them were they belong, within 6 months and creating equal rights soon. But still the true situation after conflict is not clearly defined; and what bothers me much is does war really end and like some people says that still army target innocent Tamils after clearing the terrorists?

I wonder sometime do Sri Lankan people have ever worried about the war in their soil where thousands of innocent Tamils killed brutally. I agree their celebration for the death of LTTE chief, who was a big threaten to there lives but I also condemn their celebration, because it hurts to see them celebrating where thousands of innocent people killed and still suffer to get them freedom from terrorism. The Lankan words gives hope to ears that all evils are cleared and there was a course of action on restoration and giving back their rights, but it hardly touches the heart to get solace.

Now we need to know what’s happening on the late war front zones and how people are treated at displacement camps, and it seems journalists are denied to report and capture the true situation. It’s important to know what causes our patient and pain these days exist for and what the bloodsheds worth being? I wish at least now let the army be human and serve ‘Tamil’ people with dignity towards any cause that brings comfort and peace. Sure it’s an easy thing to say from here, having the right to express and comfort of living, but we can’t even stand from there. At least we can try to understand from them, what’s being struggled to live and survive from an uncertain circumstance means.

Ban warned ‘history could repeat itself’ if the grievance of Tamils weren’t addressed.

Sweet gesture

The other day I visited my uncle’s home and it was such a treat of innocent, sweet and love. It was a day that merely takes away the sorrows of anything that could disturb and I turned to be a child when the moments spend with a one and half year’s – my uncle’s daughter Chami. First she kept a silent distance staring at me and refused to get near, but I still looked forward to her, while admiring her common interests completely in swing. It was an event organized by there home and for a change I agreed to visit, but I am glad to do to think later how beautiful and pleasant the day was. There are some kids I hesitate to move easily, because of there uncertain smooth conversation and bold enough to say something to make hurt. I really see there’s a lack of innocence and sincere in them, where there elders mind influenced to change their attitude. But I see her standing away from others and the way she conveys from her heart.

She is a kind of child we see generally in our homes and what special about her is, I have never been so closer to a child in past lately, except my cousins, when she allows me into her world. It’s a fantastic world where even a pet doll could bite; and it repeats for sometime to unharmed, like how I stepped into her world. For sometime I hide out of her sight, and it let me know how fascinate she became in brief time we met. From then she began to seek my attention and man I moved when she call me often in her imperfect language, and as I kept in mind to go her way, I enjoyed that presence of mind and like rarely I wish the moments extend when time to return home. She has a kit as her pet and its lovely the way she treats the cat and she sounds sweet when calling her cat meow… from the balcony and to my surprise the cat response to her by coming around to visible.

She attached to me like I have ever been and she is someone gift smiles and taught me something she observes daily and alike every child she has her part of disobeying and I condemn the thing what she does by opening the tap and dissolving the soap to have mouths of food. The parents are showing a wrong indirection to children by allowing them to do what they wish without teaching them worth destruction and I am not inhuman to say act severe on children, but what we teach at this age caught up with them easily and the practice could reflect while they growing up. As she gets familiar with me, she started to play and response until leaving home, with a desire to come along with me alike she does with those she attached. So she came along and dropped me at home, and spends sometime with me to leave unwanted after taking few pictures I share here.

There is an another post similar to the title here, which goes easily with this post.

My thoughts pursue

Glad to know Sarath Babu has earned more than enough votes I expected in parliament election, which is 14,101 and positioning 5th in receiving more votes in south Chennai, sending back few political parties and independents. I see it as a welcome move, and this shows how much people are looking for a change. Like someone said, Sarath has taken a long step to get this expected sliding, even thought he deserves appreciation for his effort to stand against the strong political upholds and money power. The thing I like to say is, first the candidates must make sure they are aware among public and at this present most of the people doesn’t know who Sarath was, and at this stand what the independent candidates going to gain is nothing, but losing deposit.

The steps are something we have to climb one by one, but skipping few ones is depend upon our ability and before doing we need some regular practice by stretching our limbs or else will fall to injure. Alike a candidate before contesting in MP election, he/she need to perfume more exercise among people locally to deliver a better performance at summit. For that he/she need to bring a change and attention within his area using the local powers such as counselors, panchayat and legislative bodies to showcase there ability, power and knowledge. Only developed minds could vote for change and I am sure those poll there vote to Sarath could be those. And locally people are caught up with politician’s money lender and free of cost offers, and this stops them from working on there own mind reflects in resemblance.

I wish Sarath should not stop here, and politics is nothing before his interest and attitude to serve people on there basis amendments. He have to climb again and not like anyone before where there lose have lost there courage to progress. We need people like him and it’s our part to spread the message and I am sure the thoughts will rise among people through knowledge and none can stop the development under any governance, but we need to change the approach as anyone can understand the true care. At present none gives first preference to people, it’s the fight among politicians whom to catch the power and post, getting to any condition to forgive and sustain any illegal activities of alliance. If people only see the political parties, why do we need candidates? We can directly select a party to rule and believe blindly they will do everything for us and this is what happening around and many of us are unaware about the candidates we chose to vote. Sure this should change for good.

Done my phase

my proof to vote

The day came yesterday which I looked forward to poll my right as an Indian citizen for first time. As u know already the candidate whom I chose to vote, and there was nothing change in it and I don’t want to miss the chance and waited to do my exercise which came at last few minutes left for conclusion. As dad was engaged with a travel program and uncertain be back within 4pm, we call uncle to take us to polling booth and while time was shrinking I was slightly in disbelief, could I able to exercise my franchise when everything comes closer including disable-friendly polling. With half an hour to closing, we reached the school which reserved for us where no queue, rush or urge, I quietly poll my vote after conforming my name and picture in the voter list similar to my voter ID card, and after signing and led a drop of ink on nail, I moved to EVM and pressed the ballot button right beside my candidate symbol. A beep sound confirmed my vote and the officer moved her head to let me go.

The question not ends there, but it increases after polling. Those I came across ask me the same query ‘for what do u vote? I am more clear and eager to tell the symbol I voted to anyone and everyone is unaware about the symbol and candidate I said, and asked what he does. I explained the truth and stand strange from those repeat the same for years unchanged now. My uncle expressed his disbelief that people and politicians will never give opportunity for good people. I know my candidate’s winning opportunity is very very less and impossible, but even though I vote him to show the strength he receives being a unique person with worth attitudes and to show we’re here to welcome such people for a change.

Somehow I loved to tell the world, that people should think before they vote and everything is changing and we have to come out from the tradition mind of polling and for a day’s drama we should not loose our dreams. Some are very pride to say we will always vote for this particular symbol/party, and I find nothing difference in there attitude and they’re confine with either party. Many see the party and not the candidate, and in this stand the change is impossible and the change, is not from the same politicians or parties with newer alliance.

Vote for change

With just two days left for parliament election in Tamil nadu, and as i was engaged with a conversation, someone asked me whom will I vote for? Somehow I manage to evade, even though he just want an answers from me and asks me this or that party... I maintain silent and want to say it’s my right to vote for whomever I want, but instead said I am not going to vote for any political party. Whether its amaze or not, I have decided already for whom I should vote for. This was my first polling and I was looking forward to a turn from the common tradition of polling either parties which remains indifferent from there views and promise, and I found this independent candidate called Sarath Babu, a young CEO of Foodking and former student of BITS, Pilani and IIM Ahmed., from Chennai whom I came to know in past through a mail. When lately came to know he was standing from my constituency (south Chennai), I was interested in knowing about him more and I agreed when i came to read his views on entering politics and going through his intention, I decided he is the right person to vote.

He is someone, took career based on his passion and this was something I like more in him, when common people only aim on IT and he who came from the poverty chooses to be an entrepreneur with his intention and will power, inspire anyone on interest. I feet nothing wrong in openly saying who I like to vote for, whether it kept secret or not it’s the true. I am not going to see which party gonna rule the government or who become a prime minister, because it’s not in our hand and my single vote gonna change nothing, but an initial step to change tradition. My cause to poll him because, some one brought up from poverty can understand well the bottom of lives, the worth of hard work and what the true need was.

More than seeing what has done repeatedly; free of cost, illusion… we need something better into society and let that comes from an energetic and educated youth. There are politicians whose lips spoken about giving way to youngsters, but I don’t see it comes from there heart, if it was, we could see more young leaders. Slate is something we all began our life towards knowledge, and what we’re going to write on this could reflect and change the political intention. Whether he wins or not, it’s an initial step taken toward a change and I wish everyone supports him to victory. This isn’t a campaign post!
Read more about Sarath Babu here and watch video below.

Snap with Nakkeeran

As we yet to move out from flower show there was a little bustle where people attention turns towards an end, and there was like a get-together circle and flashes going around the people stands like U bend. I wasn’t interested at anything happens around, and as I was on my way clicking flowers, mom says to me in excite: Nakkeeran Gopal... I say its ok, but there excitement hasn’t calm and like don’t want to miss the opportunity taking picture with him, they ask my permission to call him. But I completely denied there suggestion and said it’s wrong, we should not disturb him, as he might came on a personal visit thinking the way those near to him are his dear ones or family. I know he was gentleman and kind person to get practice; even though I denied making this opportunity, moved unnoticed like no other in between gap the flashes stop.

I have this state of mind not to give much attention to celebrities and famous personalities when seeing them in public places, as they are also a human like us to share there space and have freedom to do there business and some privacy for there personal interest. I have seen in many places, if there was any familiar personality out, people interest to get near and stare at them, leaving what they have come for. The annoying cousin who was beside, kept asking me who was he and I explained him he was Nakkeeran Gopal, editor of Tamil magazine Nakkeeran. But he says so what, and again urged me to say more, and I told him that he had gone to forest to meet sandalwood brigade Veerappan when he was alive, and to rescue those kidnapped by him and he was the only person interviewed him.

As we were checking trade fair later visiting flower show, Mr. Gopal come across without hurry and alone, and suddenly dad called him for a snap and he agreed extremely and gently came across dropping by hand on my shoulder and I was quite surprise when he ask my name and enquired. A glance looking at his smiling face and big mustache, he kindly requests me to smile and we had a snap before he leave by saying bye. Really it was a happy moment; even I disagreed then earlier to call him for a snap!