Bold and beautiful (Varanam Aayiram)

Even though it was late, I don’t want to miss the opportunity postponing. So watched something looking from past, listening those wonderful composition. There was an expectation I have not entirely on Varanam Aayiram, but few things that want me catch soon, but the recent rain delayed everything. More importantly the two main reasons are the dad-son relationship and Sameera-Suriya love, which I later felt watching those are bold and beautiful. What all begins with conclusion goes decades back of flashbacks narrating the story. With two more reasons to mention there is nothing more to make it special, the first half was wonderful and nearly fresh, but back from interval I was forced into watching the indifference. I felt the movie was already over, but still it runs with needless scenes, I thought to be added for the length of the film.

Glad I wasn’t expected more to get distress, but I loved half the film. The so beautiful Sameera Reddy and more youthful Suriya’s romance and eye to eye sights makes calmly visible. Oh! Sameera has such a mighty visage to concern everyone hearts. She has less to converse, but her expressions are enough to speak. Very stylish look with less glam makes her pretty more. No, suriya does not alone intensify himself seeing sameera face-to-face in passing train; hence we could not stop from sensitive ;) He just gone through the breeze of making soothing waves constant through his guitar is such pleasant in mood, expressing though he is the happiest person in the world. Wonderful acting suriya!! As a teen he impressed me more than being youth and already wonder through his appearance was keen enough to the character of our grown street boys and I easily see someone from my home.

As I mention in a post back, the Suriya- Simran’s love and duet are not that sensitive. Just like a drama, how could one inspire from those, when suriya often think about his daddy suriya’s propose, which is sweetest without savor. Why can’t I see those are belong to 80’s situation and it’s the style gives me a look, both are old man and woman. Some forgotten places of Chennai are remembered through the songs Mundhinam paartheanea and Machi machi. The plus thing about this move is music and cinematography. With this two main hands director Gautham creates magic on screen. The blue skies and places of US, misty golden bridge of San Francisco, and Kashmir are worth watching. I wonder why do film makers miss those heavenly places in Kashmir to capture and same time thanked the beauty was not disturbed by anyone.
Something I don’t want related to the picture was the kidnapping of a child and commandos rescue the unknown from armed militants. It actually remains me the recent terror strikes in Mumbai. There is no strong reason for suriya to save the small boy from the kidnappers, which deal with a fight where he visible a path lead him to army. Divya or ramya comes with nothingness, helped the movie to move towards the conclusion. Suriya, at every stage had grown through his character and as old man he was totally difference! The very minute meaning the film says is ‘what ever happen life has to go on…’ I just loved the relationship between daddy and the son. Which disclose the bold and friendly relationship, for a son to dad and dad to son happen to talk openly about there happening life and desire, is well most gives way to a healthy relationship. Seeing that, I was pleased thinking about my daddy - what I usually call him like, without failure he share with me everything and disclose hidden struggles of something unknown from his past, and to discuss anything before proceeding. Sure there would be a wish for the most, like a daddy one in the movie. Varanam Aayiram a meaning of ‘thousand elephants’!

Past and present

My cousin bother ashwin came home last evening to celebrate his birthday with me. He burn and blow the 10 candles mean to indicate he completes a decade and to share his cookies. Seems like unexpectedly we all get together for his birthday, what unusual, because certain things won’t come closer and we wish him calling to sudden remembrance, if not thus. I regret how I forgot his birthday I won’t mostly. He is someone very sweet and fond being the youngest in our all. I liked him for whatever he wanted to come here urging his parent to celebrate his birthday with us, and the moment last least but quite enchanting to mind in joining with our elders and cousins. Soon they left; the moment last for no matter and there were something to think from my bank of memories.

This day not only remember his birthday, a shadow yet to be real in someone’s life affects my relationship with one. On the same day a decade back, knowing the sweet news that my cousin is born, there was another message that my close cousin’s father engaged into a fatal accident – his bike met with a truck. It was the incident what happens after brings down a huge distance and sorrow differentiates my relation with that cousin. When it was remembered, the mind goes back in seeking those moments. We were uncommonly practiced relatives, but mind where so close to play and longing for the days to come yearly. Even thought later the distance becomes short, there was the mind that was not. I could not easily forget those days said to be the very pleasant moments in my lives. A life’s sweetest and wonderful are the childhood days, none could have forget those and ever to memories. My relationship is not lost; it’s forgotten by that person.

I couldn’t easily to think what distinguish our relationship. I could still feel the person care on me, but there are no expressions of love and not alone me, to none of those whom closely deserve. It’s right the self and carrier is important than nothing, but that mean they have to forget everything savors in past and should not try to realize how the change affects deeply someone whom cares? I think to childhoods are limited to the growth of knowledge and in self intense intention. There is no bound then in sharing our thoughts, wandering around; the solitary nights to depart in our innocent thoughts to insignificant talks extends beyond midnights. Glad the memories exist, even the person stops thinking. At least with me, something to felt from past that life was beautiful and inspiring more.

Chennai rain 08

After the conclusion of rain, its skies with open and close up to sun shine often. Last week Chennai experienced the worst monsoon in its half decade to wonder still more streets are immerse under water even after couple of days without rain. Our main streets were watered over a foot or half makes harder the vehicles movement and it’s up to the courage to move the struck vehicles in water entered silencer. More hesitate brought everyone within home watching television on often flashing of ‘operation cyclone’ and flood results at varies places within state. So, yesterday went out witness the flood situation on my way towards marina and to a relative house. It was water at every interior road which gives not much a floating experience and it wonders me to see rain water to stay this long, whether within a day to reduce almost. Just our apartment lays rise, the water distance itself, but it supports the whole movement. It was something inverse in our area, like high and low tide in sea, it raise and down in level of water with least reductions. Seeing and knowing other parts of places with water, I feel we experience better than any other place in receiving almost power supply and escape from water login. Below are few pictures, clicked on my way.

Thiruvanmiyur Rajaji Nagar, near my home

Thiruvanmiyur DR.Radhakrishna Road

Thiruvanmiyur DR.Radhakrishna Road

Adyar Parameswari Nagar

Inner road of marina beach

Marina beach which is on reconstruction and beautification

I think

Our knowledge develops more in education but is there anything taught to controlling our mind when it goes insane? Today not alone the wisdom is enough; we should teach how to clear the insane. It’s good for a better future to catch up, to get release from anger or anguish when something goes wrong or fail to success. So let we clear the deed first and make it possible that students or youth learn to make express there mind in right way. I wonder to think what happen to some people in name of terrorist, killing there fellow ones insanely, when we could understand the sense and pain of another person. I usually see anger comes when there is pressure and indigestible of what others enjoy something that we not. In the inability, some want to disturb someone’s pleasure. It was like that to see terrorist can’t accept the true defeat of human beings in union and development in there nature.

There is a powerful thing terrorism had got, it’s the youth. What to put in ground grows, so instead of putting well, some insane people put the evil that we face in terrorism. For a developed mind it’s hard to convince the thing as they have come across years of wise and mentally capability, so they chose the youth at there tender age. It’s the tree that could not bend, if would try, it broke, but not with a plant. As it is in beginning stage of growth it could incline anywhere the force of wind and comfortable space. This might thought the banned groups to pull young people into its target to bend and fold like there wish. Terrorism is not border based, county own or religions depend, it’s everywhere the mind thinks. More people have course to follow in life, few pickup very young and proceed towards there goal, and some have nothing to do get struck into the illegal net to endanger. Many are bewaring, whether there beloved ones may fall into illegal hand of not alone terrorism, other things like smoking, alcohol, drug addict, sex ect... there we need a course of action to get them back to norm in pain and anxiety.

I really don’t like making criticism of anyone I known to write here. But generally there is a feel among people that anything could happen inevitable, because mind won’t think always same. We come across many people, things and practice everyday what can be strange to unaware, when we try to follow, it shows the result, may be right or wrong it depends. Our mind must be prepare and capable to understand which path is right or wrong to chose, that can possible only one is aware of either sides of life. Many a time people hesitate to talk about some critical issues with children or students what’s happening around, well they may think it’s unnecessary to let them know, but I think it must for a bright future. It’s analyzed and realized that could result in our lives. I wish our generation gets better and best education to there knowledge and sane. All the best!

The picture of Kanakambaram flowers was taken from our flower pot, which scientifically known as Crossandra infundibuliformis 'Summer Candle'.

Strike before it bites

Terrorist strikes in Mumbai :( what can we do is just sympathetic than nothing. Every time we condemn the incident and I to express that we need union between people, but what’s wrong is not in our hands. I think often is there any other punishment to those take another lives than sentence to death, but I feel if they truly realize there harm to others would get the lifetime punishment in lack of peace and happiness. Could that possible with terrorist or some other anti-social people? Definitely the answer can be no or hardly impossible. I see they are built up structures to harm, where constructor are hidden somewhere; the operations done by them remotes operates by someone.

India is peace loving country, harmless to anyone and we follow not to be an eye to eye person? Even in these qualities of people there lives another little species, the mosquitoes. In my views they remains the reason how terror strikes are happening even there are tight security. In our everyday lives these small species threat us with bites, which disturbs the slumber at nights and in wet seasons, so we make prepare ourselves with mosquito nets and repellent to keep ourselves safe from bite and vexation. Even though some mosquitoes enters to make annoy our peace slumber, like that however we protect ourselves with defense and three difference security forces there are few entry of terrorism happens occasionally. Even then we try to find out which passage is available to mosquitoes and make tight package against there entry, as well we might tighten our security after the terrorist enter into territory to create violence and then we to give importance. In the run over times after which gets to normalcy we reduce the security and look blank without any idea from which side the terror strikes.

Whoever, when the mosquitoes to bite won’t we protect and hit before it bite or just leave it to bite and go? Whomever, we aren’t exception in this, does we? The terrorism is like that, we can’t show kindness towards them when knowing they are born to injure. When the bloody violence getting stage we are speechless and idle to express our strong condolence and anger. We don’t know how the government going to deal with terrorism in future, but our entire wish could be no terrorism in any territory around the world.

The picture of mosquito was taken today morning with macro shot when it falls down after a short circuit with power bad.

Bright in color

There was a trend growing around faster is the buildings and homes to paint with bright colors. I think it all begins first in villages, where something showy they like to be there homes. These days its growing more in outskirts and in cities like Chennai at the least beginning. At every turn there is something as strange bright in color staring us. Where people don’t care much of appearance, just painting with any lime distempers are now looking for pretty colors to get easily observe.

More likely than, there was a similar taste going around in villagers is to construct there homes alike one another. I see in many villages, the homes with portico and beside a steps climbing. To add, the boom in real-estate overturns there life, getting a SUV take place the front. A turn is good, but over turn could be fine for them, not for a country depend on agriculture! I pretend what glam could be until one is pretty and the wish is not wrong that it should be ever, but for the short duration of please, why should we lose the everlasting support our lives. To live we need to do some deed and enjoyed when there is warmth in fire and a circumstance in lack of woods where do we go get fire. Everyone likes to live richer and comfort, when this caught the track it’s harder to get back to roots. Is what happens at many places, where the new comforts want them not to plough into fields?

The above picture was taken on weekend near chengalpattu. I know this house from the beginning stage of its renovation from its past bush structure. It takes more than a decade to get this colorful structure and it hold coconut trees that are uprooted somewhere to buried here. It wonders anyone even in this place of rural-urban people have a wonderful flavor.

Weekend travel

Date: 22.11.08

Traveling is good, and when its drizzling is wonderful. My therapist call to say he would be coming morning and we had a plan of traveling outskirt, so told him let he make it earlier thus there won’t be delay in our traveling and get home at least by late evening. In-between mom calls her aunt in chengalpattu (a town 50km away from Chennai) that we are coming to lunch. Somehow they got some destination and I get to travel, out in pleasant drizzling. Any how he dint came at all until 11.30, so we droved! Usually I go with cousin, mom and dad in the maruti 800, as it feasible alone, but after getting a SUV in pursuit, it was wish to go out with our grandparent and cousins in the vehicle of enough spaces. We took the OMR, which is facelift to sufficient smooth drive; digest to the rough drive we experience in past. When going with family they usually want to visit temples on our way, so they stopped at the tiruporur murugan temple. It was untimed to gate closed and moved getting few snaps of the temple tank. Its something always filled with water, and unconditionally every year we come across this temple.

I love riding on the stretch between thiruporur and chengalpattu, known locally as thiruporur kootroad (combined road), is well mix of forest, villages and fields, to much greener remain near Chennai. Last time I was get to capture more monkeys on the way, but due to drizzle and rain they are invisible that day. It was something we could provide to our grandfather is taking him to his old home. The village we come across was my grandpa’s native, and it was such opportunity for us taking him there and it was anything he could exist to remember and to meet his neighbors. It was the picture at top was his home, which wasn’t maintained properly and yet to destruction. I remember climbing on the window bar, sitting on the gate way and seeing more old pots been arranged inside the rooms and large backyard. Ones we followed our grandpa into the village through single foot path which leads to grass floors and cross a pond of feet water to get some plants from field. It was the time I could wander on my own, and grandpa was more active and aunt was unmarred its fun get to village and rarely we come to this home, most often we visit grandpa’s sister home.

The newly built toll plaza in Perungudi is yet to activate soon

From there came to grandpa’s traditional deity temple on the way, and it was empty as usually. The paddies around the temple are tender to grow and evergreen in color. Along the way there was fields and cattle to come across and it was dad’s first attempt on a SUV - Scorpio, so this travel helps him getting comfort drive on this not busy road to practice more. It was by 3.pm we having lunch at grandma’s home – as she was my mom’s aunt and retired teacher, who could remember her retirement post here. There were many changes, and to my favorite place of then vacations is always in my memories and more residents where exist and bright colored homes to charm this recently. They live in suburb of the town and it’s the spaces and freeness as kids we rejoice come here and also playing with cousins. Some more on the travel will continue as part of another post.

Dismissed suspense

There was something very beautiful I was expecting from time I begin listening to this lines from Vaaranam Aayiram, song Mundhinam Paartheanea. It goes like ‘Hi maalini! I am Krishnan. Naa itha sollia aahanum, nee avalavu azahu... inga evanum ivalavu azaha oru… … ivalavu azaha paathirukkamattanga. Am in love with you!’ (Hi Maalini. I am Krishnan. I have to tell this, you are such beautiful… here anyone such beautiful one…. such beautifully must not be seen. Am in love with you)

First time I got to see this scene in television today. Must acknowledge that I could not see its beautiful! Don’t know how about for others, I was disappointed with that scene, where I expect is something that I can’t explain how felt I was dreaming with that lovely dialogue. It’s not young and romantic, what I truly expecting was the scene must have the young Surya proposing to beautiful Sameera Reddy his love on her. But it was oppose, that father suriya who was in young then converse to the step down heroine Simran. I won’t tell simran is not beautiful, but it was unfeeling and the situation is untouched!

Simran’s first introduction was with Surya in Nearukku near and that was also sweet and likable. The movie also has beautiful songs and one of my favorite ‘manam virunbuthea’ is paired both and lovable. Tamil heroes don’t get such older soon, and look very young in makeup, but actress don’t stand long as heroines, and get down to character artist. No, that’s not the problem. It’s the feel that missing! Even an old pair can propose, but it must bring smile and pause watching. I got strange and odd feeling, how the sweet vocal of surya assume through audio is least a lot while watching! I could not wait visiting theater to watch this yet to be a enchant movie.

Bird watching

Picture of a Hawk on our compound wall.

Where have u been sounding
I listen, it’s pleasing.
The cut down trees, even after
you resounding from leftover leaves
and branches early morning

Your little tones tune to music
the cold dawn to leave
the sun to give sense in gleam
the clouds form like foam
in the light blue sky

More than two different noises
without annoying anybody;
the constructions to enclose quicker
than before, the little birds are
trying to flap wings in shrinking space

The season to arrive
in wish to listen more twitters;
the cranes to rise from terrace
brings out in sight of
bird watching habit.

# Check out Ghost Particles post here on our meeting!

M.N. Nambiar passes sway

M.N. Nambiar is a wonderful villain character in films, and facial frightening hero ever seen!! He is someone very unique and truly there was a wish in my heart that he lives longer and strengthen. Not one or two to remember, in his every character in films he print stamps, there was a film I loved ‘poovea unakkaga’ where he played a grandfather role in childish behavior, to think this role comes to mind first and his special styles of squeeze palm, rollover eyes and cheek abbreviation are none make him forget this veteran of world cinema.

Reading the flash in sun news afternoon was felt calm for minutes! Let his life be an example for young to being obviously good character in real and he is a man to server his belief to lord Iyaapa. There is no such actor and human like him going to appear in stage and he is the ruler of villains and roll model to those take his path! A lose who none equalize, lets wish for his peace procession and resting.

With admiring ghost

No he won’t frighten, he is a loving person and indeed my brother ghost particle. As my wish he glow my desire with his presence which is nothing more what we shared. He is a dear in the world of uncertain could I able to meet in person and so glad I was in his way of must visit. Advancing his days to back pack to home I wonder could I miss him, but oh nice, my brother not let me feel more and how well we understood get this opportunity exist. There is no difference in his communication and unfeeling of talking first time so far in our friendship, as we have been conversing for years. We have so many thoughts to share and agree with reason; mostly we spoke about blogging community and wonder what turns our old friends untouched with blogs and remain silent readers known or unknown. We both totally have sympathy on how well could it be having our old mates again to get back the interest and fun in blogging, that not mean we have only boredom today!

Was thinking what to place as recording our meeting and could there be anything like the collection of moments registered in our mind and capturing in picture? And whenever see the picture it recollection the moments. In the short time of planning its more excite u know, looking forward to the best in the lifetime meeting our very close friend, not only for who support when in pain and pleasure when we are happy. This ghost is very simple and kind being towards anyone come across and I am such get favor to have him near in my home today. Am I getting over? Nope, I think am typing from my heart!

Where the world leads is bright, in hope there is light at the end of the tunnel. Bro don’t we see the light when we talk about life in certain and everyone have much problem to deal, even though to live looking those beneath. The awareness on which is important and in short unknown term to falling friendly neighboring, so much we miss in this significant lives. The neighbors are the ones who could quickly attend our lives and much these days it reduces to live in strange surround particularly on flat system. Ok let me stop here before post take indirection than the things to express. I hopefully think this meeting will ever last in our memories and it’s the need that brought us together, so let disappear the thanks when we feel similar. Hope my enthusiasm never disturbs to miss the opportunity and so happy to see our dreams become true bro! :)

Assent dissent

Have see lots of examiners in while where only lose of hope and disappointment remains. Sill I go through examiners those convey to cure accurately and place deliverance within season. Few are lost of sight, some uninterested later in relation with disease and not understandable dealers about the real problem and support there own cause. I hardly get things better from varies examiners at different stage of life, but every thing incompletes so far and new hopes rise like hopefully I fake to move head. Sometime I anguish for unable to be a fatal, living fatefully, but I really agree to the thoughts that are more acceptable truly and these days I could not blindly deny the offer comes from loved ones. There are more people come across me visiting recommends the doctors they known to be curing some other fatal disease, but how much could we take practice where only disappoint derives.

Everyone told to have a thing certainly to cure, but how could I only hope now and I see myself have a reason to think like. Recently I was support by two acupressure medicos, the one just out of university of naturopathy whom unavailable later and a middle-age man who learned the tradition art, whom currently attending me. Actually not a profession in medicine, but a skilled person in acupressure what I want to agree with him is the explanation which has sometime to accept the truth. What the thing makes me aware is this type of treatment helps the free flowing of bloods circulation and release of pain, but what I think the problem to be treated is weakness of muscles which needs to reflect the inner power. The nerves inside needs the power of muscles which stops the force exit, may be am not sure about it just thought like that. Whoever, have one thing to maintain and continues to express the same in different names ‘Physiotherapy’. The only practice that could remain my activities to limit the process what is immense unknown. Let me wish positive and something change too welcome!

True wins

Whatever, the true wins. The hidden thing is happy or misery, the intention wins finally in the infinity life. Every day we learn lessons through experience, such lessons makes wiser in thinking and gives courage to advance in future or further decision. Today I gone through intense thoughts that changes frequently in intend desire, when varies minds disclose different distress and happier, gets myself disturbs. The decision must be ours, don’t we have to think with intension and thus everyone has a purpose to think and wish. There is nothing perfect like blue sky, and have to see one have foots to walk when there is no path compare to paths, with no legs to walk. I seriously think courage is the foot does and knowledge to accept the fate!

The mirror I have here is to mention what we see is not certainly true, but we obviously believe what it shows is sure. In another point of view it shows truly our mind, where is happy or unhappy we try to hide the deed in make-ups. When our life itself not easily accepted, and thoughts are what expect to go easier?

Life unlike more

Life is just like that, love and cares are lack of veracity according to some! Few disclose there true mind sometimes, thus how well they understood the importance of close relationship and life. I could not feel how some people are senseless to not value a life such have same feelings and wish to live. Sudden lose of lives is happen to be a fall of leaf that later nothing related to the tree after it’s depart, so as a couple of incidents I come to know make me feel what the difference tree and leaves to human and relationship. Any problem in family could be solved, if not, that’s not mean to forget a relationship or goodbye to the member of a family. In the two incidents I see the problems between family relationships are dared to give up the loved ones without realizing the importance and feeling of those. Though both are uncommon and the good will process is failed to give significant and make worse the situation which happens to be a positive aspect.

I came to know one of our distance relatives’ son is missing for a month now. I don’t have much practice with him, thus I know him for long time through my uncle’s family as he was very close with them, because he was my aunt’s nephew. He lost his mother when in age he can’t understand the lose and then his dad remarried to his own aunt to take care him, as she is his own mother’s sister so that she may love and heed more. But unlike they think he didn’t get much affection and care from his aunt and after her own children he faces lack of affection and attention which turn anger and in anguish his path changed direction. His only support where the grandparent’s and father who rarely pay attention is profession to sculpture so he put him back in craving, thus this work gave him abdomen problems and though he was a cardiac patient by birth get operate recently and more his familiarity created incidents in relationships and in this situation he got missed or away in distress.

What really bothers me here is the care the family got on his disappearance. There was indifference in my uncle’s expression, because they know the information only two weeks back and he enquired directly to there home to know the worse they not even much bother in seek of him. When asked his father, he expressed nothing and ashamed to complain in police of his disappearance and in such incidents rumors are like easily spreading disease adds more puzzle to the situation that he ran along with a girl! In calculating this, more than to care, his father the only person to response is just like that to felt nothing in his hand and what admits is fate! In no certainty what really happen to him, how come these people believe in rumors, but not their son. Thinking on this I could not stop to surprise and wonder what the relationships are! Whatever he may wasn’t he a survivor and son to a father. I thought what if his mother to be alive would she left him alike. To a mother whatever her son to be misfortune or negative in character she cares truly to anything in world. Even people are kind towards animals and care for there survival, such things testify the human trusties and reflector.

My aunt and uncle are so upset because of this, as he only shares with them and they can’t do nothing than enquire at all places and make there well knows to let them know any information comes according or have see him somewhere.

Above one was opposed to what I suppose to come. In that case it was about lost, here the incident is of well known lose. Damn I feel unhappy knowing the incident, that a relationship is touched as a side dish and later the food becomes contrary even side dish get to wastage. I see how a flower before blooming is picked at its bud and thrown back to its belonging where it can’t be fixed again or into usage. I like to mention the flower here is a 3-4 year old girl child, what I try to sense the mind of her, a very difficult task to even think and felt how some are bold enough to hurt the child. Coming to the incident, it’s about one of my old neighbor’s daughter who married to be not conceiving for 4 long years adopted a child in months, to make a welcoming moving and a good concern too went all along until recently. By this time the child was 4 years, receives more affection in their family and they celebrated the child as a wonderful gift makes everyone including me to wonder at there acceptance and rejoice the uncommon relation.

I truly applaud people who accept the adoption in life, thus such executions fulfills the parentless children there rights for craving and disappointment or show them we are here to embrace. Even I spend nothing than from my dad’s pocket, I show direction to those parentless children who want to help in worth and peace. I think often at moments getting something above me deserve or desire, the thoughts come across these children who have no parents to ask or express there needs than to accept what is given. If not my parent’s where do I stand is unimaginable, but mind getting stronger in anxious to think no one to care in future where my end is! To be a parentless there courage could bring them up, but for those only with mind and no action? The option is thinking and understanding can only be the answer.

Back to incident, the parent’s who adopt the child is now diverse of anything reason, the child is back to orphanage or somewhere no idea, the women is living individual now. She works somewhere and stays with parent home – mean to our next native home, practices indifference with what the well-known could think of the child whom they introduced and make familiar with neighbors. Though we can’t be worriless, may be they could because it was a choice in there life choosing a child does not make difference to survive with them. I have a question if it was there own child will they make the same decision? They got the priceless in the world, where they lost somewhere in no cost, but what bothers the child could be lots of pain and suffer certainly. Knowing this I have no words to explain, what I witness then is lose of sight and to think is deceive right now.

‘If we desire for a fish and in some situation the pond is collapse, it’s the same desire could renovate the pond to give life a fish.’ When it’s not a desire and only the decision towards anything to show absolutely and time comes the rain wash away the true or lie to displace. There was another couple I know, who really cares for their adopted child and I see true craving for a child after so long patience and I visible the wise behind there decision. First, ones relationship should be smooth, so that any lives or things pass in pleasure and secure. And if we are enough to accept any life similar to us, is not life just like that and unlike more.

தொட்டில் குழந்தை / Cradle child

தொட்டில் குழந்தை திட்டம்
குப்பைத்தொட்டியில் விழும்
குழந்தைகளின் அடைக்கலம்

ஆசைக்காக கருஉற்று
பிறகு சுமை என்று விட்டுச்செல்லும் குழந்தைகள்
பாசம்இன்றி வலியை மட்டும் ஏற்றுக்கொள்ளும்!

குழந்தையின் அழுகையில் மருந்திட்டுக்கொள்ளும் அன்னையர்
தலைநிமர வேண்டிய நிலையில், சமூகம் என்னி
தலை மறைத்து போனாலே

தங்கள் உறவே உறுதியற்ற நிலையில்
உணர்ந்தும் உணராமலும் செய்த பிழைக்கு
பெற்ற பிள்ளை பலியாகி போவதோ கொடுமை

அவை சாலையில் வீசப்பட்டு கைதாகி போவது
அனாதை தொட்டில்கலுக்கோ அல்லது
அன்பான தத்துபிள்ளையாகவோ, இல்லையேனில் விதி
சேர்வது!

Translation in english follows:

Cradle children project
refuge to children
fell into dustbin

In wish pregnancy
then load to leave children
affectionless only accept the aches!

In child’s cry healing mother
to stance upright, thinking society
she head concealed to go

Where there relationship itself unstable
to feel or without feelingly done mistake
their brought child to sacrifice is such cruel

They are thrown in streets imprison to
neither orphanage cradles nor as
loving adopted child, or else thus fate reach!

Its interest

I come, will not come, nothing in my hands, all decides someone what can I do. He is definitely puzzled he himself told, then why do people what to practice the confuse state and wanted to pull the unwanted I don’t know. Politics is not to show the power one has in-between public or his beloved, it’s an interest in peoples need those have to come in. As happening recalling his famous punch dialogue En vazhi thani vazhi (my way self way), why does people wanted him to do usual things alike other film stars? And unique could not be the same, if it was then where the significant is?

Interest should grow; as if we can’t make stable a tree without it roots grasp. Well how can we think a person make things certainly without an interest? I felt much badly sometimes make use of others for my interest that may not concern them, but surely they continue unless they get distress or something bothers. And I won’t give it much to reach, when I sense the discomfort in making I stop them doing. Must appreciate the star actor to think rightly on interest what I believe in survival. A hard work can brought easier when there is an interest in work and someone’s excitement is impossible in us unless there spirit sparkle in us.

There was a question asked in the interview ‘we are your fans, what have u done for us?’ I don’t know what really the actor what to do them. Are they expecting worth in his earning, or a chance in acting with him or they loved him for what? To his acting style, dialogue delivery and so as a fan anyone could expect those, but don’t we have our own works to do than imagining and expecting he will do this or that if we become a member of his fans club. None can force one to join in anything and its there own interest coming together to rejoice the common enthusiasm with those with same interest. Thus we share the friendship in blog, with no interest we can’t stay more and move in search of what next. There is two thing common interest and self interest. Common interest goes with those having similar taste and feeling, when it comes to self it’s the development and difference belong to us and those are unique sometimes. Thus interest is more in decision and must not felt later picking the uninterested.

Garden of lights & water

Bringing beside the uncertainty, decided to visit the Brindavan Garden after cuppa evening at relative place in mysory when holidaying summer. It’s a place never get away from memories, the distance and stress coved then a more decade back and it was more interest and hesitate to visit the garden again. We follow a guide arranged to take us to Krishna raja sagar or KRS shortly known, and it was blowing when reaching time by the way up and down route. The sun was ending in yellow sky, the difference was and memories ease looking our mid way entry in huge parking space. The chillness in wind blows, from distance the fountain in mid water bend towards wind as I felt the only pleasure going to give up to pathway, but assure comes the landing surface leaving me to enjoy the light and water.

Thus the dusk incomplete that make visible the garden clearly, remembering the conflict rollover the steps and paths come across the garden, I thanked personally the developments helped. Its troublesome those visited past and fear cleared now of walking long distance and horror sound of channels open. It’s up to those wish to cover the large portion of the garden, but for someone who really enjoy every bit is happier with about lights and water. The wonder is I made till this! The water splashes in fountain and wind to drizzle is such pleasure along to share with loved ones and little guest children. At some moment its special being there and go throw the stress carried to watch the musical fountain to walk out hardly gratification.

The freely moving space instantly covers by people soon the darkness enters, flashes thrown everywhere by still cameras and unstable poses before light water splashes. Its greener around and water flow fully and surprise is the dazzling water lights. By chance my power wheels move easily on gardens and fountains in brief, but it really felt why not been so earlier to spend more times on garden. In hesitate and uncertain facilities there are much to miss deed, but to see little infrastructure is increasing at varies sites are unaware to people with unable which I realize thought this.

Yearly ones

The cold at the beginning of this season or festival troubles me throughout and even now, the week going on swallowing pills is still to cure. There wasn’t much celebration at home and television bores its best wasn’t interest to do anything within tiresome feeling, but the light and sound want me get out, wander around in cold looking for fireworks performed. It was usual explosion of light and colors, disappointing my cousin with no more sound crackers brought and we headed to suburb as it was limitless excitement overall sky and nonstop explosion from every side. Electric Lights were decorated our apartment and children played with fire and little excitements rollover, the smiles and sweets were shared by neighbors the hardly and only time they are. Everyone at home healing with cold, even though gave me there support on deepavali celebration, getting me to granny’s resident in were in open space and safe locality we make firecrackers explosion. The streets that didn’t silence few seconds in lighting crackers, the fireworks comes explosive continuously make me less focus with camera than looking around. Something strange the views of people on me watching the open sky for less than two days at night, could not get what signal they got, but I still watching nights return yearly one or two. Below are few pictures on deepavali:

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Best one at deepavali

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Dr.A.P.J Abdul Kalam with Comedian Vivek, a fun and interesting interview on deepavali morning in Sun Tv! Watch for good.

Fire Fountain

Hope you dears had a colorful deepavali, as well I visible multiple displays at nights and lit fireworks with cousin in our granny’s home in suburb Neelankarai. The crackle made it enough sounds around seems gone empty right now. Still in mood of festival, and feeling uninterested in writing or reading, so leaving this and later more. Have you all peace and happiness :)

Deepavali resound

Soundless deepavali is unimaginable, but it’s possible for a reduction in volume and certainly it’s going to witness in future of the peoples attraction was towards the fantastic displays in nights. It feels so empty and boredom without sounds on deepavali. At every corner around our resident we hear loud and light resonance throughout the day which gives us the festival mood, that we share the same circumstance of happiness making around with people bursting crackers. The streets to be visible of colorful fire fountains, the rotations of floor chakras and continue burst of red Walla crackers turn to be a festival season will stop people to attention. Thus we have the favorable colors and sparkles matches, the tendency on watching colorful displays increases than the road side bursting crackers. To tell children and more young are uninterested to spend on streets and tired making fire at every piece of explosion. So the decisions on to buy few fireworks that satisfy the happiness of colors.

Yearly we come across by awareness of explosions, the pollution and smoke release in atmosphere, even though we continues the practice of bursting crackers as if sometime we forget those and move to happiness of lights and sound. Am not distance from this, and from kid I am very enthusiastic on fireworks and away from lighting myself I love these days watching colorful display and buy them to make cousins lit to watch. Somehow the sweets being the flavor, the joy of this festival is fire crackers and lights, thus more people unlit the earthen lamps on this day only arrange to the up come full moon day. There is no more difference except the taste of people on selecting fireworks; thus the usage is reduced to the increase in price and the awareness of global warming, still we have to move closer in sharing this festival to end with peoples together.

Back from my last year post, the thought remains same. The unity in celebration is the way shows the little things large. Though we can stop this fully, but our wish want’s to remain in touch with fireworks, so it follows: “Instead of just bursting at all corners and outside our gateways, we can bring people in crowd at a specific place or our streets, colony and apartment resides to gather in undisturbed place and celebrate the fireworks. Because of this, the money spent on buying and using fireworks are reducing, as well we also enjoyed the festival of sharing the fireworks and avoiding more environmental degenerate.” What is the true happiness of festival without people around? Let’s get together and celebrate the festival of lights together. My wishes to u all for peaceful and safe deepavali!

Cold war

I am the victim of cold war
since am the soldier in field
struggle to overcome in battle
with cold temperature in mass

The sleepless night to think
look after by the combat
the heed comes from home leader
whom leads to fullest, witness
up and down in often temperature

Warmness gets the mass
sweeping nightmare of worse
bringing down his day official
to take-care the cold war

Every time the parents care
there son – soldier
to come out of source immediately
but somehow they support for victory

In this case they spent sleepless night
and day to watchful there son in field
of cold and temperature
to rise and down till it ground.

Early monsoon

Rain is pouring throughout
and few flood instance count.
The increase in leap of frogs and toads
from the next compound, since
silence in there alarming siren

The first monsoon to our pup
scares the different flavor and sound
alarming leech stick to floors and walls
stamped to black brown mash.
Suddenly closed green, covers
the unscheduled outer space

In the extending pouring
young players play ball ashore
in wet and cold makeshift rain
the bills forgets someone’s glimpse;
envious everyone views
the taste of purest liquid drops

They dig up the sandy soil
the undisturbed brownish squeeze;
the blunt shadow of blues
behind and above universe
gives a quite pattern
the dews on windshield.

Chandrayaan-1 Launches Successfully! Congrats to Indian space mission and scientists.

Music view on Abhiyum Naanum

The team with a lovely language (Mozhi) is back with more beautiful Abhiyum Naanum. The audio released weeks back was excel in kind, packed in little drawing note; in times last, its refreshing album in Vairamuthu’s gem lyrics and Vidhyasagar’ s soothing music; feeling the more significant of natures taught. Alike mozhi, they have given importance to meaningful lyrics, the way of music composed to the understanding of what’s listening is undisturbed melody and not less than the voices catches rhyme, unless it doesn’t feel the sense. Every song is suitable for complete pleasure, as it not alone concern the film and characters, but also gives listeners some message.

What does we miss to listen the album tells is the nature including human relationship; the cry of souls, a child’s innocent behaviors and to wonder at unanswered quest. Touching everything as ideal, this album comes out very well to a mood of replaying frequently. I share something on songs and my favorite lines follow:

Ore oru oorile... as it begins like a children story ‘oru orula oru raja (in one village a king)’, it demonstrates the plot of this feature film. It was singed by Kailash Kher, whose voice reflects in ears even after stop listing and indicates the possible intensity.

Vaa vaa en dhevadaye... it sounds very familiar to some past presentation. It has composed very gently to Madhu Balakrishnana’s happening voice to give the sweetest wordings its favorable feel. Every fathers wish about girl child would inspire these poetic lyrics and it not only interacts with father-daughter, as well every common person to express about a child.

செல்வமகள் அழுகைபோல் - ஒரு
சில்லென்ற சங்கீதம் கேட்டதில்லை

பொன்மகளின் புன்னகையோல் - யுகப்
பூக்களுக்கு புன்னகைக்கத் தெரியவில்லை

முத்துக்கள் தெறிக்கின்ற மழலைபோல - ஒரு
முந்நூறு மொழிகளில் வார்த்தை இல்லை

Like my wealthiest daughter’s cry -
haven’t listened one chillness music

Like my golden daughter’s smile -
the aged flowers couldn’t known to smile

Like pearls scattering lisp -
a three hundred languages doesn’t have words.

Pachai kaatre vesu... my favorite song in the album, singed by the most lovingly Sadhana Sargam. The first wording itself proving it’s a song about nature and truly to accept the fact chillness at ends of lines. Well between about the Hindustani and Bhangra are more energetic and less exciting to disturb the pleasure or to think it sounds me alone. The first and second foot was real interesting and meaningful, thus communicating.

நேர்கொண்ட நதியில் அழகொன்றுமில்லை
வளைகின்ற நதியில் அழகதிகம்
வாழ்க்கையும் கூட வளைகின்ற நதிதான்
திருப்பத்தில் தானே ருசியதிகம்!

In the direct river, there is nothing beautiful
in the curved river is more beautiful
life is so like the curve river
in the turning alone tastes more!

Moongil vittu sendra pinea... wow. what does it express is unseen, but the answer it gives is live and sees. Something I murmuring often is this song, the impression the lyrics left is extending even after listening. The music at very soft and vocal presently gives the restful within.

மூங்கில் விட்டுச் சென்ற பின்னே - அந்தப்
பாட்டோடு மூங்கிலுக்கு உறவு என்ன?

மாயம் போல் கலைகின்ற மனித வாழ்க்கையில்
சொந்தங்கள் சொல்லிச் செல்லும் சேதி என்ன?

After leaving the bamboo -
what is relation the song with bamboo?

Magic like dispersion in human lives -
what are the messages relations said to leave?

Azhagiya azhagiya kili ondrai... is a song annoying the menacing apart! The music is hard core and gives an extreme feel to slow down the noise of rise and down in string mood. In my view Vairamuthu is the main subject relating the story into the lyrics, here is the pain he expressed in relationship distance. SPB renders a high sharp tone to an emotional feeling!

Chinamma Kalyaanam... very simple tells there is nothing splendid than a life to present. A solo one by Kailash kher, and is indeed a mere soft composition background. And finally there is a Panjabi instrumental delivery, that nothing does it the melody others.

Just for fun

SCATTERGORIES...

It's harder than it looks! Hit forward, erase my answers, enter yours, and send it on to 5 to 10 people including the one that sent this to you. Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following. They have to be real places, names, things. nothing made up! Try to use different answers if the person in front of you had the same 1st initial. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question.

What is your name? Jeevan... gimme a surname u likes?

4 letter word: July... the month I born.

Boys Name: Jahangir... the ruler of the Mughal Empire.

Girl Name: Jhansi rani... the queen of princely state.

Occupation: Jeep Driver... something I love to go off-road.

A color: Jade… not that goody that tears shetty!

Something you wear: Jersey... a good search for shirt.

Food: Jackfruit... the thorn heads brought from village.

Place: Jaipur... the pink city.

Reason for being late: just felt lazy... to wake before 8.

Something you shout: jaye he, jaye jaye jaye jaye he... recalling school prayer.

Some Q/A

Want to share my thoughts for just like that, which are my answers that I have post as a comment in keshi’s blog.

1. What is the one Thing someone has said(/done) to you that hurt your feelings the most?
I have the one in myself to hurt, so is anyone needs? But is the silent thing I hurt through understanding the pain and suffering of my parents, esp. my mother which I have given.

2. What is the one Thing that most people won't guess about you?
The reason behind my smiling, and sometime that’s the reflections of my imagine world, where romance and wishes exist ;)

3. What is the one Mistake people most often make in relationships?
Not conceding one another and accept to live within.

4. What is the one Spice in your cupboard you seldom use but if you threw it away you think you may need it?
I like pickles which I won’t use usually, and ask for when the bottle is empty.

5. What is the one Thing you don't have that will increase your energy and reduce your stress?
Few encouraging words from others sets free the harder moments and to move further. Add for positive circumstance.

6. What Is the one Reason you fail to lose(/gain) weight?
Lack of walking… and adjustment in diet!

7. What is the one Question that you should never ask a woman(/man)?
Enquiring about another girl and there age.

8. What is the one Thing (food/sweets/drinks etc) you can't say No to?
Brown chocolate cakes and my fav are the birthday cakes which have more cream

9. What is the one Thing that keeps growing as you use it, when all other things keep decreasing when used?
Interest, I am nothing a person without it and everything I live and learn is because of this.

10. What is the one Thing that you want your loved-ones to do when you die?
Anyhow we are going into depth as ashes or bury, before that I have something to do with my wish. I have decided to give my body to the medical research as if anything could help on the MD disorder, instead of organ donation which is nothing going to be useful to anybody. I hope my loved ones understand my wish to exist and I want to exit from the usual custom.

Uniform

What we learn from schools and university stance throughout our lives, if not that moment later we realize the importance. The uniform worn in schools teach and showcase the indifference between students, visible or invisible all must been treated similarly is the intention of uniform. As well the cops worn the same uniform is to secure people in just inseparable manner, thus the society with varies people relating any community is there duty to give security equally and preserve. But thinking on few incidents recently happening around it doubts the true intention, is really this bud flowers. At least not in cities, the larger part of country faces the difference between students and cop to innocents where the community, caste and religion raise it heads.

What taught in schools or as young practiced survives until we stop to think why. What is happening in some schools out of sight is where the caste class rules. Some students seem to be low caste since treated unfaithful and shown partiality among would sharply scar in the young minds and the superiorities to continue. It’s the self priority people tries to grimy the uniform must be warned to keep there dirty ideas out of campus, so the students enjoy there freedom similarly certainly. Sometimes what taught in schools are not taken into practice, were the school itself not takes them into notice, then how come the mind-boggling? By removing the priority among young is led them to a better generation what take down the step to state equality.

The cops are alike students ordered by leaders to enforce the priority witnessing whatever happen to democracy and humanity. Is felt to apathy the hand fold police to immovable at communal mobs destroying others, where blood flood and pain kills the people, snatching there lives to survive. Our country stance for the unity among variation, but the few soaked communities doesn’t think like and chance to separation where the only power is uniform to bring down the democracy to stand. Its very disappointment to know how the cops handled the recent takeover by anti-communal priority in country, where people lack for security in there own lands and facing threaten to die or live under someone banner. The only thing we could expect are the cops in uniform, when that’s the chance for us so it should made tidy.

Drop of rains

ஒரு துளி நீர் வேண்டி நின்றேன்
அடைமழை தந்து என்னை மிதக்கவைத்தாய்...

விழிகள் ஓரம் நீர்த்துளியை
மகிழ்ச்சி தந்து உலரவைத்தாய்...

பாலைவனத்தில் பூக்கள் தந்து
சொர்கங்கலை கண் அருகில் காட்டினாய்...

One drop I prayed for
you gave incessant rain to float...

Drops on the edge of eyes
you gave happiness to drought...

You gave flowers in desert
showed heavens near eyes...

These lines are from a Tamil song i like! The picture was on heavy rainfall yesterday.

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

Retort in images

Just for fun, took myself this Mosaic Tag

The rules of the Mosaic tag are as follows:-

Type your answer to the questions into Flickr search.
Using only the first page, pick an image.
Copy and paste each of the URLS of the images into the
mosaic maker.
Save a copy to your PC and then post it in your blog.
At the end of the blog add your friends name and links, whom you want to tag the same.

The questions are as follows:-

1. What is your first name?
Jeevan

2. What is your favorite food? right now?
It’s the Tamil month of puratasi, so no home making of fish, and wish grandma made to bring for me

3. What high school did you go to?
Climbed up to 8

4. What is your favorite color?
Some tell boys don’t like pink! Doesn’t matter I like the color

5. Who is your celebrity crush?
She is an south Indian actress.

6. What is your favorite drink?
Of the carbonation I used to keep away this soft drink and prefer to tender coconut. Until late it’s my most fav, there was time its limitless having with cousin uncle.

7. What is your dream vacation?
Love going in ocean, silently watching moon, stars and quite water in sailing at star cruise ship.

8. What is your favorite dessert?
The taste of chocolate cream made with cake.

9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
Feel ‘Life is beautiful’.

10. What do you love most in life?
A complete love live is with my parents.

11. What is one word that describes you?
Human

12. What is your user name?
Answer of 1st

1. amy-dave-jeevan, 2. Koshy's fish curry, Kerala style, 3. II/8 . Flamenc, Flamenco, Phoenicopterus ruber, Greater Flamingo, 4. Pink or Black ?, 5. Sexy Trisha Photo, 6. Icy Coke, 7. Moonlit Cruise, 8. Hersheys Chocolate Cake 2, 9. life is beautiful, 10. Parenting, 11. Human Touch, 12. amy-dave-jeevan

PS.Browsed it to see its a 'pedobear' hiding in the picture of my last post!

From A Distance

Step back from your computer.

Slough like startle

Late night or early morning before the dark exit, waken to experience a funniest moment. Maya begins it all by yapping sometime like non-stop nonsense and we warned her few time to be quite, but still she continues barking differently and we know she would easily frighten anything for dissimilar, so finally made attend her unreason barking and mom lights on to glance for what she resonant. Mummy was manic for a second to hasten us there was a snake under the cot! We shook asking her, what u are telling. Are u sure snake under the cot? Mom replayed yes, and makes us to get out soon, as she removes maya loosing her chain tied in the cot. We don’t know whether to believe or not with strong doubt is that some other looking like snake, but what to do ‘pamba parthu padaiea nadungum bothu, intha payan emmathiram’ (when a force itself tremors witnessing snake, what exception this boy) haha… jokes apart in little scare ‘muzuka nanaitha piragu mukkadu eatharku’ (when dissolved fully why to close with a curtain) lol; ok in scare I called mom to bring wheelchair quicker and was out of bedroom in less than a minute.

And mom wants to call watchman, dad too conform its snake alone and both scare, but bro make calm and guessed it should be some snake like curtain roll. Bravely he goes ahead with a stick to move the cot, I warned in hesitate, though he moved and too the snake like thing. He bring out the snake what is lounge suit design, which revels like slough in dim light and it’s all just scare and rumor remains created by mom. And we can’t blame her incase in manner to look anything strange startle. Thus we no need to wonder if there was a real snake under the cot, as we know there are snakes and mongoose at other side of our neighbor compound which covers an empty ground with compact woods and creepers. Rarely we visible the snakes spin on branches and in ground, purl and rustle of plants like snakes moving and noises of mongoose fighting! Laughing myself thinking this funny incident throughout the day, and teasing mom for her innocence behavior, to join with uncle its gone a laughter day today.

Happy weekend buddies :)

Is right the picture

Saw the sketched and graphic pictures of the suspected terrorist on newspaper those involved in the recent New Delhi blast which kills two dozen and 100 injured. The sketch of faces belongs to 20-25 age groups. One who kept the bomb at the market and another planted the bombs at Barakhamba road. That sketches where made on the basic of witnesses of body identity, and using special software brought the face pictures. But what I think is how accurate these sketches are? What there won’t be any innocent with that face? How could be the treatment by police on the people who have the similar face of the suspected guessed? How dispute the face with and what they don’t know the culprit in sketches really exist.

Is the innocence with facing sketches really brought to torture to say where they are blind about to answer what never seen? I wonder in what manner they respected and to be kind in investigating, I condole were they are forced to accept in threatening. Just thought like a situation comes suppose to someone, what must be felt.

:)

Last night dad missed his cell phone somewhere within home, so he dialed the number from another cell to find where it was. No were the ring tones, after sometime I felt the vibration sound and then everyone to search accordingly behind pillows, bed, shelves, around computer ect… but the place it lies been secret. We hear the buzz from left-hand side of the room, were closet, cot and pc table stable, and we know the sound come somewhere here and there. Just in searching maya barks, then slightly a doubt raise is she taken the cell somewhere. It always does this, whatever she got gets under inside the cot end and begin to bite, some days back too she took our cell and gone inside the cot and it stressed to bring her out. And every time someone bends to glance under cot she starts to bark, and this time too like, but it was not the cell found, just false idea. To dial again the buzz sound, where else it was suddenly thought to check the closet, open the doors it ring tones inside the drawer. It was laughter moment nearly to sleep and felt maya was innocent in this case. Her naughtiness going limitless these days and everything were shifted out of her stand, every night begins an argument on disagree with bro about her and turns away the talk end in sleep.

The picture was taken on Monday beach visit, it was four days of holiday here, first time a govt. holiday for Onam and Anna Durai’s century birthday. Sunday night uncle visits home for dinner and they had a function in morning of ear ring wearing for there kids I was not attending, so they came home and it was nice moments spent with kids, more smiles and pleasure.

Bestow Blog Awards

Recently my dears in blog honored me with awards for what they feel am right person to have. I sincerely thank each one made my days so happy and wonder how truly I admired to get there attention. Thank you so much dears. Now it’s my turn to pass on.

Lovely Keshi awards me with Blogging Friends Forever. We share here nearly my blogging years; it means of our long lasting friendship in blogging and wish to see it forever. So on the way this award to goes to:

Balaji – He is a wonderful mate and brother to practice; he love train journeys, observe the beautiful nature and moments he comes across, in sharing with people he is best. He always encourages me, and it’s my pleasure meeting him sometime back.

Amutha – Her tulip speaks sweet. She writes exactly what to be convinced or express. She shares whatever interesting and important event with pictures. I wish all her 2008 resolutions exist, wow she have a new car right now ;)

Sivanesan (GP) – He is my great brother, who really cares ever I miss in online and bolgging (that doesn’t mean none cares than him). He is a science fiction writer, interacts with human, universe, ghost and dreams. He is another one been in touch with me almost blogging.

Priya – As she already received the brilliant weblog award, so I pass this to her. Her thoughts are worth, and anyone can agree as those bring positive changes. She flows like stream of poems, to read it feel beautiful and nature. To add she is a good photographer, introduce many new bloggers through her site.

Brilliant weblog award given my Priya, now I pass this to:

Karthik – Even though he is no more, his reflections are more. I never know him before visiting his blog, but learning about him through his mother (now my mother too). I really wonder at his intelligent and bet someone like him to born is very rare. A perfect person to praise this award! If karthik was special to earth, just think how that could possible without his mother, who brought him to this world as best person? So I giver this award to Karthik Amma!

Kavi – He has his style of writing and made to wonder with interesting matters. Wherever he goes, capture the moments in pictures and express with words truly. These days he watches more Hindi movies and comes with neat reviews.

Sameera – She is a wonderful short story and prose poetry writer, she brings the exact scene to feel into fantasy. Her poems are more on Love and as social message. A lovely blogger :)

Meghna – She is a very young and sweet sis in 13. She could inspire anyone through her creative and gives pleasure her own fairytale stories. She shares her school experiences and pranks of loveable, and she is a reading enthusiastic.

Annie – She have the patience more than enough waiting to become a published writer. More confident person and pretty talented writer, and spent more time with nature. A wonderful photographer and turns to welcome visitors with a cup of tea ;)

Kalyan – On every events he was there to highlight the occasion and decorate with pictures and provide information regarding. Everyone can enjoy the feel in his description and whatever it may, takes us along. This Eden garden native, take us through the heavens garden of India and its culture, heritage and tradition, cuisine, peoples lifestyle ect...

Dear Lalitha awarded me this, so I pass it to:

Keshi – What she write is right from her heart and there is a wonderful writer in her. She is more fun loving person, truly enjoys her exist and her words heal our courage. My favorite blogger in the world.

Vishesh – He is very intelligent and his teen does nothing to his knowledge! He flow stream of thoughts and questions through poem. He comes out with interesting ideas and makes us think what his picture speaks!

Thooya – She is a Tamil blogger who got more affection on language and people, which brought her here. She shares her sorrow and experience in Elam, sometime gives interesting facts around. She is one sweetest and loving friend of mine and she cooks well ;)

Krystyna – She is a wonderful person in heart, prays for peace and happiness to all. She gives more useful tips to stay healthy and she read more books related to health and share with us. She has very cute and sweet grandsons, and cares more for Kevin who is undergoing chemotherapy for leukemia. ‘Don’t worry dear, we all here to pray for him, and wish for positive indeed.’

Shiva – He writes more on social awareness and beautifully poems on nature, people, poverty… he have good memories and shares his experience whenever. Think he travels more to not update often, but he doesn’t miss sharing my posts. Thanks dear :)

Jeeves – She simply writes poem, lovely and what it means more.

Prema – She shares techno information; thoughts and any interesting experience. She loves children, pets and more cars!

Lakshmi – She writes her journey experience and describes the places which rarely noticed by people. She interested on exploring history, heritages, people culture, practice ect... more than enough pictures let us visiting the place and lots of information provides her blog.

All our bloggers deserve this awards; if I left someone don’t feel, i love you all for whatever u r right now if i missed.