Uneasy movements

Last week I was anxious about my health, because of something gone wrong with my walking which thought me setback. In cause of some events and weekend, I unused the calipers for sometime and when I return to regularly pace, I found difficult in steps further and felt pain at neck. It happens sometime whenever I lack to wear and walk in caliper for some days and thought it was that difficult I could over come next day. But it continues uncertainly for few days, which I couldn’t bear the balance and went to scare in distress perhaps steady uneasy pace. I am using calipers for the last 9 years to walk and to keep in touch with the practice, but from the beginning I had a steady slow reduction in motion, from my own ability to support somebody in walk. Caliper was the only thing worth helpful in the long trail medical indication, that too uphold by a traditional Ayurvedic examiner. I wonder sometimes why the literate allopath doctors couldn’t give more importance to maintain the ability than to discuss always the only unfound medicine and therapists to go on ignoring patients. Something I experience at the medical examinations and parents, doctors and patients meeting conduct by the MD Association.

What the problem at my uneasy pace was just a folded paper is unbelievable. I forget to remember one day I told mom to place a folded paper inside the caliper footwear to increase the balance, but it seem gone overdose to put me into struggle and unbalance, which I suddenly thought to remove on Friday. I was back to normal subsequently to restore fresh breeze and excitement, as it was one of my hopes and pleasure that I merely walk regularly on flat surface. The tough times are those replace with new calipers and I have changed so far three with two going out of size and one broke away while walking. More than me, my uncle was happy to see me out of uneasy and he told he prayed a lot to see me back at comfort and he is one main reason I am still on pace, as he come home regularly on evenings to get me walk some laps inside home. Walking was one great activity stable with me for long, even at least and is believed to maintain the physical adequate.

Another hardship that caught up life last week and still on process was my power wheels. It refuses to operate the system from Monday and no one to take it to service to restore the problem and absence of labor put it further delay. But one thing I realize now and how wonderful it was having a power wheel chair operated by myself put me on individual move. Now I have problem with everyone putting my wheels at position and test patience myself and others to irritate by calling them often to move from one place to another. I call mom and dad to tell; well I brought power wheels so as I avoided anxious and troublesome from you all and kept you away from distress. Wow life was comfort and pleasure with power wheels; I enjoy the freedom it got me and makes less stress to everybody. I hope the wheels are restored soon and catch up with my other activates I miss these days.

Why do you write?

To all my dear friends here

I sense my existence when I write on my own, which I came to realize when I was in mid blogging era. The one reason I continued to write whatever interest me and thoughts and feeling. It all begin with interest of reading, esp. daily newspapers and want to maintain the writing practice, which I though I can’t untouch if I lost. When I begin writing no one used to encourage me and thought at my circle what am I writing going to do, but on my own interest I took the pen to write anything. Writing today become one of my need to express myself, the only way I could communicate to the world of my joy, suffering, puzzle, interest ect… through blogging.

From past to present what all have I developed or got better in writing is because of my reading and learning practice. It what make me interest to write on my thoughts and observation. In no way I feel pity for nothing doing in my life from the usual thing people do at my age than just reading, writing, traveling and observing as a hobby or to time pass. These things make me to progress in life in means of passion and courage. I feel to realize that writing needs more patient esp. for me alone in down in progress in deed. I need to tell the world that disable went wrong with us – persons with MD, to stop anything to loss forever and that’s why I do write/type. And more I love to have friends which never happen alive until I start blogging and after schooling. I have a mean to write that someone listens to me, nothing worth to say, but I have something to say, about me in general and causes I come across to write.

Lately I fell in love with creative thoughts, to say, which turns my interest more on writing. This write-up is also a creative thought that rose after reading Jan’s post which I came across after sometime inspired by Red. Sometimes I don’t get a thing to write, but after just go on reading my other blog friends post, I caught somewhere a thought to write. I love the sharing process, which one mean and belong to life and existence I realize, and the one main reason why I write. Like how without gasoline a vehicle can’t move, so as without my friends comment and encourage I can’t write more. Who can stop me from writing until blogs and internet are freely available, among keeping away my distress? I am uncertain how long could I able to write/type with my hands, so somehow I wish to write further more possible. Whatever I think and like to express do my writing here. It’s a place recognize me as a writer who couldn’t even write a story and thing properly.

It’s interesting. If you like, do write.

In love

My hands rust
without touching her palm
My eyes struggle
without seeing her face
My world conclude
within her embrace

I wake and sleep
by her eyesight
I struggle to leave
when she’s stressed
I love her, not alone
because she’s my life

Preserve and care
everyone to give, unlike her
People come and go
but she’s the only hope
Praise whatever I do
to never say shatter words.

Third eye

More than politics – it’s my thoughts.

Now its time for political buzz in India, ahead of parliament election to form a new government in heed of peoples need, and I have something to say about it. Like many, I too wish for an alternate government to form in center which wasn’t visible to me still, even though a third front dawned to face the parliament election head by Left. What the change we expect is not from the same political parties or politicians and not a political government, but people’s government. That can be given only by those come from public indeed and truly understand the peoples need. Are those contesting in elections are from no political background or support and those independently contest win all the phase? No. This was something rarely happens and like Madhu Koda who was an independent legislator to become a chief minister of an Indian state Jharkhand. We need politicians from public and not from the same background.

I see, there is no more interest in public to enter politics and many are even lazy enough to stand in a queue to poll there rights. Everyone have a dream of becoming a Computer Engineer, Doctor and even ready to become an actor and fashion designer, but not a politician and agriculturist. The rates of those wish and write exams for IAS, IPS and other government official post have been down. For what these courses have been not intended I find was, more than being a respected officer with less earning, its better to settle with much eared through private companies or to live aboard – am very sorry if it hurts somebody here. But doesn’t it have a little truth? I am not accusing totally and everyone have there rights to decide on the present and future, but I too have a mind to wish it would be worth the public interest turn upon politics. Of course there are some people individually won in local elections such as counselor, panchayat… but they are not completely deserved to people and mostly it’s for political influence and power.

The political manifesto is proof how well our politicians understood the people. They never allow people to open there mouth by sticking no cost announcement and free gadgets to everyone. They tell they give more importance to youngster to involve in politics and party, but whom they are if we see are not below 40 nearly. I wish and dream India caught up with more youngsters involve in every form, including politics and agriculture to take country at balance. Never have I said engineering and doctorate are not important, they take them to higher status in knowledge and society, so everyone wish it easily, but at same time there are hard work fields like politics and agriculture seems dry without courage to take steps in advance. I agree the equipments are more advance in agriculture field, but who involves in making product is less and uneducated mostly followed by tradition. It’s not a simple business anyone could do, it cause more strength and life involvement, but when our scientific knowledge adds in progress, we could find increase and easy productivity in cultivation and food processing with enough or little water and price. I would like to criticize the government which promise to turn the wastelands into cultivation, according to manifesto, brought me sorrow seeing there carelessness and isolate to allow the agriculture lands to turn concrete floors.

Back to third eye. When we have illicit and criminals in politics why not some individuals with truly care for society and people. In day today everyone follows the preceded idea alike other politicians, so when everyone sawn at that view, we miss who truly deserve. We are uncertain in finding the right person to heed our need and the reflections cause confuse in selecting true color. It’s so easy to find which is black and white, but everyone heads with a grey color makes us pause from taking right decision in voting. In which belief and cause do people poll there vote and do there questions answered later? In day today with many parties contesting the election, the votes are shattered and no party gets majority and put at risk of uncertain fall. What I wish is any party to come with majority and unity among alliance to strengthen the country and bold enough to take step with knowledge and kind at heart.

Someday I dream, pace of youngsters in parliament and cabinet, lifting up politics and agriculture to standard and make it regard. Clearing away the uproar and confusions, bringing discipline and respect to the leaders and house. The sound and resonance of same in silence and kind of minds to agree in heed of peoples need, keeping away the political grievance. How many leaders today are being inspirational and roll mode to younger generation to say I want to be like this leader and about to follow his path? Don’t we lose hope with corruption and the bad names created by filmdom on politics? Last but not least. I am someone willing to poll my vote in ‘May’ parliament election and I am in a state of mind similar to what I have written above. I like to vote, to whom the matter is uncertain.

The title was something caught my attention from a news i read today.

Upper and Lower Nirar

Day4: Dec 27, 2008. The last day in valparai, but not the least!

I felt very quiet and pleasant at moment spared at Upper Nirar Weir. It was just like gone to a picnic, to do anything under no restriction up to our courage, because the place was surrounded by dense forest. It was noon we reached the Upper Nirar after visiting Nallamudi Poonjolai. The road was rough for sometime though we took a short lane along tea valleys so there wasn’t much movement of vehicles and it breeze so fresh in shadiness of roadside raised trees. It’s a place I almost liked in valparai for its complete serenity, cool breeze and pebble streams that run across. It’s a place that said to be almost wet, as it was very close to the area that records the second highest amount of rainfall in India, but what we had to experience is less water that runs like a stream and sunny weather.

As soon we had our lunch, we went down near the water that passes into a tunnel. The canal was just two footstep of water then, my uncle and bro got down to enjoy the stream water. They took over the place for sometime and gone wild similar to the woodsman, caring a bough in hand in scare of animals and we go on tease them by warning. I too was feared and drew up fast as I felt some strange movement. Wherever we go, the elephants dung is left before us to wonder ‘here too’! What a miss opportunity it was to find no solo elephants until climbing down the hills. What the weir and dam is doing is a wonderful job in diverting water into certain passage as in heed of peoples need. It was a two eye tunnel, which carved more than 15km deep into hills to lead water into Kadamparai dam, but I am uncertain with the fact. And the dam water was open to lower Nirar dam.

From the dam we could see the Grass hills peak, an evergreen rainforest area and where it believed everyday rainfall without fail, and Upper Nirar is first in place receiving water from Chinnakallar River. The other side of the dam has some tribal settlement and could see a ruin bridge that ones used for there transport. It was a surprise shock for us for a moment, to have a sign of tiger standing at a distance to know later it was a plant and believed it had came in smell of maya – as she was barking sometime and no wonder if there was a real tiger, because it’s a place one could see wild animals at anytime. I just wished to be there some more time as the place was placid! The Grass hills was something I eagerly looked forward to visit, but the road lead to that place was not good then so I decide to not get troubled ourselves.

By evening we visited the Lower Nirar, which is on our way back from Nirar Weir. It was late to know an elephant passed our way minutes before our arrival, says an old lady who sales something near the Lower Nirar Dam. It was the Dam build along with Upper Nirar in 60’s, by the government of Kamaraj. It also has a tunnel as big as a way to run a lorry. This is one of the worth projects, truly for peoples need and what the earlier govt. done when mechanism and instruments are not good like today and with the only excess of human power. The tunnels that cut across the hills and rock are certainly awesome! Clearing many doubts of those age and clever strategic to achieve this, is not a simple thing to think. Just how much intelligent and hard work it needs to them, to be accurate with the digging process and link the either sides of the tunnel. The darkness really made me astonish, thinking about the fear and courage of those people involved in this process.

The Nirar Dam was a placid reservoir and one of a highest dam in valparai. The view from the dam was scenic and water flows milklike with mild resonate. It was closing time for public and so as some guys caught into trouble by driving inside the tunnel and blocked by elephants, we dropped our plan to visit the tunnel and head to the back of the tunnel some 15km away from the dam. It was an uncommon site where the tunnel ends. Mostly, people don’t come here as it was uneasy to disclose unless you’re more aware about valparai. It was just like a canal and foot path across; a small flow of water from an uncertain hole and the places was surrounded by little flowers. It’s over all gloomy and of course the sun was setting down behind the mountains was such a pleasure indeed. That was our last day in valparai and no other way to deny the accommodation at our relative’s place; hence the wonderful cottage we stayed was handed over to someone booked and we wish until last moment they arrive to leave it unoccupied. It was a night uneasily forgettable to me to the surprise of hornbill noise. I waked suddenly to hear the noise sweet as ever like a romantic guys whistle and I wasn’t expected even though I saw a sign board of Hornbills near there home.

Sorry it doesn’t end actually, there are some more to share promptly about valparai and traveling... Hope u don't have problem with pictures at large 500px × 375px? if anything, let me know. Because I see unequal pixel when checking pictures at Internet Explorer at minimum size of 400px × 300px indirect from flickr.

how many of u check blogs with Internet Explorer than FireFox?

Omakuchi Narasimhan is no more

None could replace that tear brush hair
and stick like substance
what specially belong to omakuchi alone,
from right beginning to end
his identity stayed similarity.

I could remember few deeds about him (in movies)
the man who soaked in white to replace a statue
to help someone to prove as sculptor – SS. Chandran
and like a dead body lay around street
to make annoy his co-artist – Suruli rajan.

To shiver with happiness
in getting illegal license to drive - in Indian
and ticking vadivelu in hip
to make him shout abuse - in Muthalvan,
and go to vivek to buy a fortune stone
to get him throw a rock on his head to defeat all.

An innocent, thinking himself smart
to own someone’s home
to been crushed by two muscular men
and the renewed comedy with gaudamni – in Suryan
partaking a flower stamping festival
and ear close to telephone conversation.

Those could not understand what have I written here is about a veteran Tamil comedian Omakuchi Narasimhan whom passed away yesterday. With some of the comedy clips I could remember right now got me write something on him. I could get much if I think deeper about him in Tamil movies. His lean body and his style of handling the tress is somewhat makes us laugh simply. Today he was no more in this world, but his aspect will never get lost out of sight and memories.

Below is a renewed comedy clip from Omakuchi and Goundamani! sadly i can't get some good pictures of him from internet!

Nallamudi Poonjolai – Valparai

day4: Dec 27, 2008

Before reaching the Nallamudi valley view, we head to the Sidhi VinayakarTemple at Sholaiyar Estate. Been some specific day and my cousin bro’s birthday, parents want to visit the temple and it was also one of the tourist attraction in valparai. The idol in the temple was carved in a single marble stone at 7 feet, which brought here through helicopter and the temple was built by Birla – a largest group in India. Near the temple I found a board words ‘world’s first ISO 9002, Sholayar and Kallyar tea plantations and factories’. The temple has some tens of steps to climb, and amidst private tea estates and nearby factories, since it was morning time, people where busy at hunting tea leaves and guys loading tea packages into Lorries.

Along the way and around Nallamudi Poonjolai are forever tea estates. There were cluster of hills just like the overturn of bottom vessels, and a relative whom guide us told in uncertain those are ones existed by volcanic condition. The valley is invisible until reach the place and I have no idea about a valley there, and noted this name when searching places that attracts. The vehicles are stopped a km before the valley, as one have to walk through the tea gardens pathway and we were allowed further to reach by my wheels. It was an experience ride with a 3ft unequal path, and some ones threatening of anytime cheetah attack from the intense tea gardens, my power wheels proved it is a wonder. Even at near valley point, the leftover elephant dung makes us wonder how came elephants here, taking the risk at electric fencing and the deepest valley.

It was an interesting view point to sight the Anaimudi - South India’s highest peak, counting 8842ft. The valley covers almost dense forest, with little encroachment of tea gardens at far left and tribal settlement villages below the valley. The anaimudi was not clearly visible, except the shape like elephants back at far distance. The valley holds couple of waterfalls, and I could remember one of the names as Idlyaaru (idly river). This valley separates the states Tamil Nadu and Kerala, and the other side of the hills or anaimudi is Munnar. A piece of information was give by a priest like person living there, bringing a sign board ‘Seen God’ and a small temple atop – the thing what he says was he saw the god at this valley. Everyone calls him samy (god) and our driver went ahead to get bless by touching his foot, but he stretched his hand across valley showing that nature is god. Somehow he impressed us with his wisdom and mind kind saying ‘salute the nature, its all. He was a govt. staff before he got to visible something he believes god and he began to stay there. But the tea estate owners what to remove him from there, but he manages to live around threaten of animals.

Some questioning, what’s being wonder about Poonjolai and disbelief at the height of peak. I felt why people come here, just not for exploring the nature and beauty; something that could not replace cities, than questioning what gains by visiting valleys flipped my ear. It was a sunny day and back to vehicle it was such hot response from seats, but the heat was something warm to the cold atmosphere. I asked for Number Parai(rock) what is more exotic I heard, but we missed the opportunity that the path lead to that valley was improper that time.

Nallamudi means good hair and poonjolai is wild garden.
Anai mudi, the Tamil words mean to elephant hair/brow.

Yellow to me

Sometimes the evening sunshine
and smiling intestine,
the frequent holder at photos frame
the charming chamomiles;
sometimes the dawning moon
that caught in my cam,
the amazing sunflowers
with pride and produce to face the sun.

The mid days beach sand
the lovers to go hand in hand
and butts to go on bearing heat;
the leaves before go on rustle
and hay that feed bulls;
the sparkling gold jewels
the thing overtake lives true precious.

My favorite drink frooti
I blow and burst with fun,
the light ignored at traffic signals
no wonder, while there are quite skippers;
turmeric, a kind of nature treat
for a better visage and spot free,
drinking cumin water is what
get me better with cold days.
Yellow yellow dirty fellow...
one of the funniest ad I remember.

This was something I followed the path of my late post, Red to me.

Fellowship

I waited for someone toned sweet
to the unknown aspect,
but the moment came that evening
to know the person it belongs, such familiar

Indeed, the conversation went alike
with someone at home and
not like a long time friend, unknown
ever either acquaint

After brief moment at home
we headed to seashore, the quietness
uncertainly gave the opportunity
to advance our friendly association

The sky twinkles with stars
and streetlights to glitter,
the conversation went amuse
on knowing our interest and blog link

The time flew slowly immerse
wanna catch up sometime at large
get us back home, to adieu
with a dinner and couple of pictures

The meeting resonant
and warms by her callback home
to announce her safe passage
and course of action it adequate.

Maya turn a year

It’s since a year Maya came home, arrived as a 20 days kid. A pup that could fit within our palms and sounds such short and sweet to fade slowly reaching ears. With pretty eyes and nose, she attracts everyone’s attention by her soft cotton candy mass and to sound that greets. The way she tickles in her tender gums to bite and to lick to disclose her care, affection and confirm her security by sniffing our existence was new then. She gradually began to understand to whom she belongs to and finding out familiar persons and very cautious about outsiders and those strange being. It was something she got not to attach with anyone so easily, even she had met those uncountable times. Today, even she have grown to an adult stage, she was indifferent in her behaviors and activities such as sleeping only under the closet, even though she struggle to enter the space; drinking almost milk and rarely curd rice if there was an egg; and to not spit anything she nab in her mouth – one of the toughest problem with her. Though absence of training, she catches up with her mind to live and tied to wayward.

Even it was so pleasure having her and love those innocent behaviors, she was at same time disturbing our peace and to move nowhere easily like back, as she hasn’t practiced to live alone or on someone’s care, and need my mom or bro so to be calm. At everyone’s surprise she was very kind towards me, and not allows those unfamiliar to her to get near me or touch, and it goes to my mom and bro too. Seeing me approaching her and understanding my comfort, she used to climb on the couch to allow me to caress and embrace her. Days have run fast against my opposition to having her with us, thinking about our future and circumstance to avoid stress and annoyance could create by her. A year was completed now; she was traveling along with us wherever we go and staying all nights together. Even today, my profound says we have taken a wrong decision allowing her inside our life, which almost struggles to survive in anxious and physical stress. If we are happy and comfort enough, we could allow anyone to share our lives to make it more pleasure, but we’re already in stubborn and who would love to add more burdens.

Actually she was a scared pup for anything variant. She barks like non-stop nonsense until her scare was cleared, and she dislikes being left alone to go and do our work at next room. Like a child she needs our attention often when unchained, to stop her from tearing something, and in frighten nothing important was left to her to easily grab around, but sometime being alone with me and mom she sits quietly near our foot. She likes fondly calling her by ‘maya kutty’ - young maya, and it was some words to melt down her and anyone calls her that name she goes behind them by moving her tail. We really no need an alarm to wake us early, because she does that work perfectly by whining every early morning by calling mom to take her to bathroom. This was something she does to get our appreciation and somehow she has begun to follow this rule now.

One thing strange about maya is ‘she doesn’t like kids’! Any kids come across our home she barks continuously and it was uncertain curious whether she wants to play with kids or rush them, but we are very cautious about leaving her to kids. Lately she faced the problem of more ‘losing hair’. So after weeks of arguments and disappointment, finally she got her hair cut last week. It must have done months before to avoid the annoyance, but none could get properly advice from doctors, that could had stopped early the hair lose. By cutting those twist hairs; the newly growing ones would stand strong without pieces of hairs. These days it was so funny looking at her appearance in skin and bone, like a shaved sheep without woolen. From calling her maya kutty, we started to call her Aattu Kutty (young goat), and it gives a feel of touching a young goat. With ears lifting tall and in thin body, she got much names like young deer, fox, rabbit… and more than before, in her new aspect she gets much attention.

Anyhow Maya is balanced between sweet and harsh, hate and like; fought and fond! So she remains with us in this journey of life, with distress and happiness.

Check here the poem i wrote last year about Maya

காரணம் இன்றி/ No means

உயிர் என்பது எல்லோருக்கும் ஒன்று தான்
போனால் வராத பொக்கிஷம் தான் என்று
எல்லாம் அறிந்தும் அழிக்கபடுவதில் என்ன நியாயம்.
யாரோ ஒருவர் பிறப்பித்த ஆணைக்கு
பலர் தங்கள் மனசாட்சியை தொலைப்பதில் என்ன லாபம்? - இலங்கையில் போர்

உயிர் என்று வந்ததும் ஒளியும் நீங்கள்
உங்கள் சொந்த மண்ணில் பதுங்கு குழியில்
உயிரை கையில் ஏந்தி பிழைக்கும் மக்களை
உயிரோடு கொன்று குவிப்பதை எண்ணி வருந்தியதுண்டா?
உங்களில் ஒருவர் என்று வந்ததும் துடிக்கும் நீங்கள்
தமிழர் எனப்படும் மனிதர்கள் படுகொலையை
எதிர்த்ததுண்டா? - இலங்கை அணி.

"Translate"

Life for everyone is same
ones it gone, that never return precious, when
everything is aware then what’s plea to destruction?
For someone whom passes order
many losing there conscience is what’s worth? - war in Sri Lanka

Hiding yourselves when it comes to life,
in your own earth’s couch pits
people bearing there lives in hand to sustain;
do you ever deplore those lives to kill to converge?
When it comes to one in yours, throbbing you’re
have you ever opposed the brutal murdering of tamilans allies humans? - Sri Lanka team.

Something I thought at glance when seeing the Sri lankan cricket team arriving there nation after the terrorist strike Lahore stadium. I wasn’t intending about anything, it’s a thought that exist without any intension.

Don’t let go forever

My heart grieve, when
told your love is forever
but uncertain will I remain here,
and I want to report back, it’s
a bloom without essence
if your absence existence

You’re someone bold enough
have I ever seen to express lust
and truth in beloved trusties.
The courage, I awake in your shadow
brightens my views far away
and relieving unfold visage

It’s a break, I hope
the pieces of puzzle
could united later;
let the profound vibrations
send out positive waves
to have u back as soon possible

From the initial days
you’ve been my very special mate
taking away the anguish
to sustain peace and truth,
certain or uncertain u believe
I love you utterly.

There I disturbed truly
lately indeed in disbelief
the faith that anything could end,
not the journey of Aussie’s angel Keshi!
The ‘some say love’ dissolves me
not the tear came moment when I read.

Hope and wish, Keshi you’re back in blogging soon after your break, for no reason I let you go dear. hugss

About Valparai

Some facts I came to know there, about Valpari.

The discovery of Valparai is due to the destruction of wild lives and one could not realize easily that we were stabled now is ones shelter to endanger species and dense forest. Somehow the tea estates takeover that thought by its evergreen blanket. Only when we hear to say someone about the past and what we try to understand is fractional. And we can’t blame anybody, and everything is dawn towards our needs. There is destruction to a development, the world came across this ideal and if not the pioneer G.A. Carver Marsh – founder of the Valparai, we aren’t to experience the pristine beauty. Standing tall at an edge of hill, facing around the green mountains and pointing finger across, the Carver Marsh statue view the beautiful Valparai – called by ‘Seventh Heaven’ in the world!

For those ones visited, it’s a place to wish to visit again and again. It is complete quiet to movements. To wake up to fall asleep on natures lap, to check out the cotton clouds striking across the mountains and sunshine’s to glitter the tender keen leaves of tea gardens. It’s totally pleasant to views and sense serene at present. Valparai survives with basic infrastructure more than enough compare to cities, with fully loaded electricity throughout years with no complaint of shortage, clean and tasty drinking water supplied through pipes and modern garbage cleaning system. It was wonderful listening to a relative native to the valparai describing me the basis they enjoy. It is a no way option to those frequently on mobiles, because except BSNL and rarely Reliance there no mobiles get signal! This sometime could get down your business, but according to weather condition the cell phone towers get smash to thunder storms which often knock down here.

Valparai could be reached through buses from its nearest towns and the transportation happens 24 hours with frequent bus services. More importantly the sources of life, the food materials have to come down from the Pollachi town. Because there were no vegetables or fruits cultivation happens there. Valparai with almost rain throughout years, have its monsoon from May end till September, receiving the highest amount of rainfalls. Chinnakallar is a region in Valparai receives the second highest rainfall in India next to Cherrapunji. Can’t separate which is best months to visit valparai, because whatever time u visit u experience a different but pleasure is indeed sure. People in valparai adjacent to live around its lonely main road which accomplishes there necessity and within locals they have something to distinguish as up and down in purchase option.

Valparai with strong background of tea plantation, most of the business is associated with Tea and top companies like TATA have there industries here, which remains the largest plantations in South India. It was the Carver Marsh who brought the tea and coffee plants here at the beginning after discovering the Anamallais with Congreve an active partner. In late 18th century there were only 50 acres of coffee was planted and in early 1900 the acres were in couple of thousands and very little amount of tea and cardamoms. In foresight advantage, the coffee plantation have been reduced as it takes time to produce seeds and were in tea, its just leaves that grow often in time witnessed a rise in plantation is quite touching 37,000 acres now. The obstacles it carried down to this present is more and one is the Malaria, which survive through this region drawbacks the productivity, until came the solution after several years of research to found and destroy the culprit ‘Anopheles’ – which bred through streams and rivers.

At early the more outcome of tea, rose down another problem with transporting goods and to feed labors. In behalf came the solution with Anamallai Ropeway Company introducing a ropeway connected with the district and foot hills, to railhead at Pollachi through Lorries. At that present it transports 32,000 tons of goods yearly and even unconditionally success. Later in worth, Mr. Loam, an engineer surveyed a ghat route, including the bridle paths – the only paths used by people earlier to reach valparai, was helped in direction to construct the road under charged of Carver Marsh . The project was completed in 1930, the road later widened with the help of PWD and Highways Dept lately. And we can only wonder someone tells the difficulty on building the ghat road, preventing endanger of animals, heavy rains and lot of leeches.

Valparai is a municipality in Coimbatore district, holding an assemble constituency. It serves with a govt. hospital and Primary Health Centre; higher secondary schools and art’s collage; limited hotels and private cottages, with two petrol bunks at choice to wander. About the Hydro-electric power, which produces the electricity, was brought here by giant Sir Henry Howard, the Chief Electrical Engineer who developed the Pykara Hydro-Electric project in Nilgiris. It was his immediate success after the Pykara project, from where he brought electricity into this district first. Today his project and the idea got Valparai its immense source of electricity, one of its significance. It was a homely stay for me in Valparai, except the pleasant weather, unpolluted circumstance, and strange birds singing, quiet almost when world at buzz… It’s a phenomenon we aren’t expected. The whole is pristine here to begin the future at earliest of cities. A thought that worries me in case been to stay, is an encroaching of some others heaven.

Naan Kadavul - my view.

I have nothing much to write about the movie Naan Kadavul – the name portraits the picture, but there is no more reasonable thoughts there to declare someone as god. Keeping away my unbelief, the title has nothing to do with my interest on catching this movie, thus I believe in director Bala’s very unusual plot and showcasing an ever seen cinema. Going on up and down review about this movie, I went on my risk to watch the movie that could not satisfy my intension. But somehow it hurts and felt exotic, which we ever imagined or not. It’s all about an Aghori (ascetic) and oppressed disabled beggars, whom were involuntarily under a dominate underworld don. Those are beggars, uncommon that we meet at our street corners and traffic signals, but what we seen at the movie is crush, whether its certain or imagination is all up to director’s suspect.

Rudran, the main character rules up to expectation is lose in my views; no matter how hard work Arya done to observe the character, which I felt unconnected with others. I think the director must have something in mind, which I can’t understand or I don’t know. The movie is so realistic, where no computer graphics or backup is used. The characters have the distress in eyes and actions with much physical efforts. The abnormal position of arya is stunning, which is an adventure already through media; and except few differences most of his life process has been left blank is great disappoint. The mother sentiment doesn’t workout here, and no more his expressions is shared with others.
The odd disabled people and children got me disbelief. It’s much hater what’s happening under the ground and close up shots which fail to create sympathy, trembles at such deformity and cruelty happen around. But it was very different underworld someone has to imagine with reality, apart it disclose misshapes and unpleasant way of people sharing our world. Heroines get a chance to showcase there talent rarely in Tamil cinema, where Pooja got to perform excellent as a blind! More than any other characters, she impressed me. The boy who overcomes the target, laughs, and makes us laugh with his thought tempting jokes apart kick fake divines.

The busy life at Kasi bank and burning of masses showcases an idea about this place; and the reflection at Ganges of sun dawn and conclude is captured well in advance. It wonders why does director took this much time of 3 years to completer the movie, which could not run more than 2 hours. I feel the movie set into brief loses its head and tail, without a beginning or end, it concludes with lack of expectation. My advice is if you’re a fan of unusual cinema and been a brave heart, go and watch at your courage.

Wild hut

A bamboo hut
on top of wood, and
palm leaves tie wrap
the uncertain awe
among not yet civilized

The dreams yet wild
disclose to sky, and
tap against the bushes
in lag endanger species
to cause under raw

Let me live in the hut
in mid rich rain forest
one night to fall asleep
on Mother Nature’s lap, to
let birds and indigenous lullaby.

Slightly floating mind

This is a tamil song I fell in love recently from the time I began to listen. It was something like listing to a familiar country love song after sometime, similar it sounds like aiyaiyo… from movie paruthi veeran, but it strikes fresh. i tried to write the song’s early part of the lyrics – in Tamil as well English, thus it follows.

Movie: Vennila Kabadi Kuzhu
Singed by: Karthik & Chinmayi

Love dawning season
muteness understanding moment
eyes merging minute
limbs continue to dance

Slightly floating mind
something happening in age’s
slightly slipping anklet
where it fallen unknown

Like paddy in mouse web, your
memories gather into mine
like stone in water lilly pond, your
awaken strikes me around standstill
karichang(unknown) sparrow fainted
in dreams everyday floating
when love arrives, it leap
to wing dash the horizon.

Slightly floating mind
something happening in age’s
slightly slipping anklet
where it fallen unknown

the original lyrics in Tamil

Near gateway

I feel lonely and happy similarly
listening to calm singing,
to twitters and rustle leaves
to post meridian at peace;
I closed my eyes
and to wind blow my sense
and swung mind to unwind
and gentle sunshine at my gateway .

My feeling was just passing
by listening to myself
what pleasures my heart;
I wonder at the colorful dreams
that awake me on Sundays
to seek passion;
the eyes closed and a sense of
something sweet into my mind
to jingle; its all the odd Sundays
that often remind me
the prettiness and beaches,
the glimpse of unknown faces
and the inspiration behind my interests.

Athirapally and Sholayar Dams

Day 3: Dec26, 08

More than the Rainforest, there was much we covered on the first day in Valparai, visiting Athirapally Falls in Kerala. We plan to begin early our travel, as we need to cover much distance across dense forest, but somehow we managed to leave home by 9 and reached Sholayar dam by 10. We could see the backwaters of Sholayar reservoir about 9km on the way before the dam. That was a pleasant view of the reservoir water in sky blue color and clumps of tea gardens around. We moved after taking some pictures and because of some restore working going on, the permission was denied to enter the dam. Then after breakfast in a small restaurant near sholayar, we proceed… What’s special about the Sholayar dam is ‘it’s a second highest dam in Asia constructed by rocks’. This is one important place in valparai to attract tourist.

On the way some 30km away we found a scenic place called Sholayar dam-2. In the middle of thick forest of bushes lies this undisturbed blue pool! This space is completely haven of nature which needs to be protected from humans claim and one of my favorite sites is this, what I wish to survey again. As it was in the mid-rainforest, seems never get dry and receives water from Sholayar-1. The water from this dam passes through three large pipers and not clearly, after used for hydropower, the water is drive into a channel which persuade into small falls and lake on the way later to flow from an height of 80ft as Athirapally falls to merge with Chalakkudy river. A small falls I mean is something more delight than the huge Athirapally, which is crowded and unfit to enjoy the water than just viewing the stunning waterfalls. We stopped at somewhere in between before to Athirapally, to find a large stream and falls where my bro and uncle went to bath, which was occupied by some guys and with there support they stepped into the forced water. They never have a mind to leave the place and unless we forced to bring them out of water.

I haven’t expected the Athirapally Fall to be such crowded tourist place. This is a place renowned as shooting spot and it is also called as Punnagai Mannan Falls, where the movie's suicide scene was shot. Except me and driver, everyone climbed to the top of the falls to take a dip in water before it falls and we parked our vehicle somewhere to view the falls. After they return, we had our lunch in a hotel there and it’s the Kerala cuisine that savor’s different. On our way back we stopped at few places to take snaps including a waterfall beside the road and I know it could be something wonderful when it flows fully. It had darkened even before we left the dense forest. The sky opened and closed with either sides of trees and shrubs with crying of monkeys and birds. About 7 in evening we stopped nearby Valpari to have our coffee/tea, and got to hear some scary stories from the village guys about Cheetahs attack and there surprise at seeing our pet, told, the villagers wishfully had many dogs alike ours to only get distress by losing them to cheetah. They also advised us to keep our pet safe, where cheetah could come for its smell. Valparai with milk shortage often, people here got to taste Cuttan Chaya (a tea made with hot water or black tea).

I think and felt how wonderful the nature was about to be boundless ones and still, where rivers had there freedom to run and flow wherever it needs, to fill our thirst. But our stupid minds blocked with sketches and fight each day for the natural resource. The Sholayar dams remained to be an important part in storing water and connecting interior states of Tamil Nadu and Kerala in support of water shortage or flood. The dam water that flows into KL is driven back again into the TN through the Parambikulam-Aliyar Project, after filling there needs. Something I wonder about Valparai is ‘it has the excess number of dams of 6 within a small region of hills’ that are nearly connect with each other. I think these links could be an ideal in connecting dams and rivers across nation. The purpose of everything was to save the water, the integral part of our lives and future, and the though that rose at that period of time should be praised actually.

Unlawful Lawyers

Madras High Court witnessed a worst violent clash between lawyers and police within campus today. This is something ashamed to see the lawyers who are to protect people with law, jumped into violence to make uncertain the law; If not these fellows whom will follow it certainly… its not a couple of days back that a lawyer and a political party president was attacked and thrown eggs inside the court room by fellow advocates in front of the judge. What these people told by often ‘honorable judges’ is just gone lie by these activities. The stare is even judges injured in this clash. What they destroy is not there own property; and such things won’t make people scare to enter court premises to solve there problems? The flame and clash shook! We have seen some protest in past, but not something like this went to practice.

Vedanthangal bird sanctuary

Day: Feb 12, 09

Awaking early 4 in the morning is something tough when it comes to winter season especially. But when it was for traveling means something cool and charm if it was on the ECR (along seashore) to me. The purpose to get up such early or midnight (for me, who wakeup often by 8 or 9am) is nothing to wonder, because it was an event of my sister’s newly build home in Mamallapuram, we’re to attend. The sky remained dark and moist in surface caused me to raise windows, and roads less with people and vehicles, made easier the travel. It was about 6am we reached sis home and the customs where over enough, with least relative to receive. After spending triple of hours there, having our coffee and breakfast, we told and began our travel as per our plan to visit Vedanthangal bird sanctuary about 80km from Chennai.

We wasted sometime in mamallpuram searching for a binocular, after buying something like used by children for nothing, we came across Thirukalkundam and Chengalpet, after buying something for our lunch and reached Vedanthangal around none, which is 12km interior right before Mathuranthagam on the GST road. I wised to be there in morning to see more birds, where later they will fly away in search of grains and return only by evening. Even though we had to see more birds this time ever before and got to know, those are half the birds and by evening one could see only birds except trees! Gladly the tourism dept had build a ramp to climb easily on the lake bank and the pathway are also good to move around. The time we reached, there were preschool children visiting the park and having lunch on the pathway, so we waited sometime for them to finish and we’re no were to disturb them right! The kids were so sweet and nice, and adorn to have them around.

There were so many birds migrated from around the world, and most of all was the painted storks. They caught our eyes easily and except those, there were Darters moving on the lake, keeping its head and neck above the water for sometime and get inside the water. The Little Cormorants move far way in water, followed by its chicks. The common Egrets were not seen more, but on the other side of the lake – the farmer fields, I could find some of them around a solo buffalo! There was a telescope tower for a free of cost and my cousin bro and mom climbed on it to get some glimpse on pictures. Moving further on the pathway takes to a view point, where one could see a vastness of the lake with birds at distance.

After the lunch it was an entertainment moment from monkeys. There were 2 adult monkeys and its 3 cute kids. Soon they saw us having lunch; they came around near slowly and began to stare us. We dropped some food later on the pavement sitter and they began to load as much inside there mouth to look like each have two balls beside there mouth! After taking some pictures and videos of there playful activities, we left the sanctuary around 2pm. On the way dad wished to visit our relative house near Mathuranthagam and there was much time left for evening dark, so we went and spend sometime. It was a village house with separate place for cattle and backyard views of green fields. This is a place I could not forget easily, where I experienced my first and last ice cubes rain somewhere 14 years back! That too was on the same process I think, after visiting Vedanthangal! By 6.30pm we were near home. It was a smooth ride until Tambaram, from where the traffic snail began. First time coming across the newly build flyover at Kathipara Junction – a gate to Chennai, we missed the directing as noted by newspapers already and covered an extra distance to reach home.

The painted storks stretched wings

The troublesome egrets around a buffalo

A darter rise it neck’s

A part of the crowded birds

The pathway takes us along the lake bank

Children at there excursion, and having halfway lunch

For remaining pictures check my Flickr

United wings

The boundless migration
to there sort expansion
as brief residents,
adding the preoccupied lure
on people’s arrival, to chill
on the bank of lake

Something innumerable
in black white red in masses,
to live and let live in manner,
in hope to deliver chicks
and feed enough, unharmed
with united wings

The painted storks
in pretty stain rear;
alike pieces of cloths unfold,
stretched it wings to dry nor
shelter chicks from heat;
and yet the core attraction bears

The Large Egrets
the common cranes forever
pure in color, with
steady fast disappearing in time
still test patience the buffaloes
idle on the ground

The Snake Bird or Darter
swam inner water; often raise
alone the long neck and beak
in style of asking question
how does this mean to stay
deep water fishing for long time.

The Black headed White Ibis
with plowshare beaks
grunts when often feeding chicks;
Spot Bills and Little Cormorants
moves by splashing riddles;
and the Grey Pelican
swims like a swan, fair,
flowing from the great Himalayas.

Sholayar Rainforest

It’s a refreshing morning to wakeup early to sense the moister ambiance and to visible the fog masked mountains. The great energy sprinkles in me like those dews on lawn and flowers, even though little stressed physically in lack of bearing cold. As said before cold was not much though at night, but till sunshine warms, I am unable to hold anything properly. This is something I am experiencing every time more on initial days of my visit to hill stations. It was something consent when the numb skin face the sun light in recharging energy. Our first day plan was to check Athirapally Falls in Kerala, which is about 100km from Valparai. Indeed it’s just a destination I loved to travel in-between dense rainforest! It was such an experience ever in my life travel across a massive rainforest into deep, where mystery dumped forever. The woods covered completely leaving little space to vehicles, where we can’t find anything conceals beside those thick and nearly bush. The SUV strikes those bush and tough hardly ride on that road less. The ghat was narrow and carries many ditches to store liters of water! Though there wasn’t rain in early past and current, so the path visible clearly nor would it have been the worst drive through this uncertain trail – a relative who come along said!

On the way we come across Sholayar Dam 1 – 30km away from Valparai, and two check posts of Tamil Nadu and Kerala. One need to sign and mark the reason to cross the boarder, because it was highly dense forest and haven to endanger animals, woods and shoals. It was just another dream come true for me, next to Valparai. As we’re unaware about the forest, animals and poisonous insects, we weren’t allowed to wander by my parents. Throughout the way we visible elephants dung on middle of the road and broken branches where provide a sign of elephants just crossed. We peeked far long the way; thought we can’t find any animals including a elephant is a great disappointment. We stopped in between to listen to the strange sounds and twitters the forest provides! The lion tailed monkeys leap across those high woods, by creeping branches to strike and dismantle to turn our attention. From a distance we find something moving on the road, when getting near we were at surprise to find a crab stretching its mass! On the middle of the rainforest, we stopped to sight the Sholayar Dam 2, around thick bush and shoals. This is some place I wish to visit again in future to experience some more to memories. This is a route that is highway, links Kerala and Tamil Nadu. On this stretch not many vehicles are visible, and even the Tamil Nadu state govt. leaves bus only twice – one in morning and evening. To travel on this rainforest is up to our courage and strength – of drivers!

The remaining pictures will be updated soon, here and in Flickr.

Red to me!

Red, sense me the struggle
and how inseparable we are;
it remind my teachers remark
and the pains of wounded;
and those sleepless nights
that reflect in eyes;
and mosquitoes bite
like those drunkards
suck kin blood;
light and heat produce energy
barley without scar;
the pretty girl’s tee
and evening crimson – sun;
the heart pumps blood
the peace and freedom come
after drops of blood
which is red!

This idea was copied from annie’s red poem, where the inspiration raised from Jan Mader’s Kick your senses into gear... This is not arranged, just by thoughts flow. If you’re interested go ahead to share your sense on Red.

The current song from Red, one of my favorite!