Seasoned Reminiscence A Culmination

I was filled with air of love and joy when we thought of a celebration of Deejs birthday at home. I was so much excited when his Achan and Amma along with sister in law and her daughter Meenamma came to our house. We prepared culinary items for them which included Sāmbhar, Aviyal, Thoran, Pulissery….pappadam...achar etc …and of course not forgetting those yummy payasams after a relishing sadya … We woke up a bit early and prepared the items when Malumma (My daughter) was busying herself with her routine work of untidy chores. She was making me busy with her naughty work and I still don’t know how I and my mom prepared sadya .She was more than happy when her sister( Meenamma ) came....calling her ‘ Chechi Chechi’ and I cannot forget the love they had for each other even having fights in between for toys. I and sister had lots of chit chats telling all those ’ visheshams ‘at Cochin and Nedumangad areas with gossips of neighbors and teasing each other with funny little lov...

Hoping to make the best of me… Words broken…Time worth its time… I have no words for you A feeling that mumbles me…when I see you… I love to smell the air … that embraces us… The music of love twines us… Separation for even a few moments Delicate prickling hearth upon heart… You leave me yet you don’t leave me… Speed makes us live with ecstasy… You need me yet you can’t… That is the way life owes us… Some few precious memoirs and moments Far …how far destiny binds us The air cause me deep love for you The feeling when you are near Crush me to non existence… I am no more than a slave Yet I can’t be… You are mine…Yet you are not… You are going away Yet I don’t want to be…. I want to feel the air when you are near me… Things change and so are you… Let it be that way… the way you like… No regrets…that is life Let it swing the way it want to be… I am a borne looser …let it be that way…

Is Krishna Tulsi someway related to Lord Krishna?...Then I have one more story to narrate...

Posted without re reading...Inspired by a gem in himself.... There are so many things I wished to do ….I wish I be a social worker where I can treat the poor and needy. Sometimes I feel that a graceful saint will make my life because he can bring fortune, he can turn the negatives into positives by his miraculous power, Sometimes I want to be a politician…he can serve the human mankind for its betterment…but what we see now…When I wrote politician immediately the last line flowed through me… but what we see now…Now every one s view of a politician is bogus. Many new social worker s have emerged but nothing good other than their belly fillings and pocket fillings. Numerous saints have been caught on occasions of rape…what are we hearing of lately is all bogus…Humans have reached the ultimate satans in this beautiful world…Now I cannot say beautiful world because here we can find only wastes, slums and dumping dumping dumping in fact can be called a hell…When are we going to break open ...

Today I am far more bored than ever .Yesterday had a stuff to work on but the requirement was not precise so I quit and thought of calling my client. I got a mail and was more than ever happy of getting one which on reading the few lines and checking the programs died off because I didn’t have the queer idea how to start it. Working on SAP was a bit sophisticated but enjoyable if you know the crux and have navigated through the nook and corner of the technicality. Reading books pertaining to SAP was good and working on it was awesome. Gradually this has now became a routine and no chaos were found up to now rather than getting stuck somewhere with Google, Gmail Chats, LinkedIn FB,etc coming in handy for friends who are experts in the subject matter. I am already thankful to a lot of colleagues who came in for help and I keep a handful of friends connected with me always. It had been quite some time that I have worked on other areas of SAP other than Reports and Module Pools. But the qu...

I sat beside my window A fragrance of jasmine … Touched, making a calm breeze Waver in the twilight Colors of rainbow, Painted the clouds… Altruistic minds prayed… For Nature’s clemency… Reddening up like a baking oven… Thunder and storm clasped hands… Roaring out loudly… Hurting itself…Scolding itself… For the destined suffocation I can’t bear anymore…it cried Don’t you hear me? Water gushed out from Mountains and Rivers…Rain poured in Mother Earth cried Cooling herself …Wiping away tears Sad sickening cry of her beloved ones… Of poverty…of illness…of suffering Borne by the Mother...Bestowed on duty Lord, why make all cry? Making a culprit in you… At last she broke her heart… She poured in to kill her pain… Smell of Jasmine filled the air… A silent night creped in Deadening the outrageous cry.

My heart feels Thy touch so tender, Thy feel so eternal, Thy heart so pure. Love, I feel for you… My soul touches, Thy hand so gentle, Thy heart full of love, Thy depth of merriment, Together we share our joy… I stand before you, My heart for you, My soul for you, Together we feel sadness… My heart feels, Your love as dewdrops, Drizzle of joy entails, As you hold me near…. I love the way you love me, My love, we be, Always together, Alas! Love is eternal, Actors part away in life….