THE POEM CALLED LIFE

Universally loved is freedom The urge to be free natural Cage thoughts or actions and Creatures always weep If there is Life There must be freedom If there is a right It must be safe Species irrelevant Gender immaterial You need your space and I need mine The sixth sense is human Hence enlightened Never to misuse liberty And to play by the rules If the system Hurts you And Conscience calls you right Fight for your freedom Fight,Fight,Fight.....

In life one of the relationships I value the most is the one I share with my friends....God Bless I have bountiful beautiful people as friends... I always find the time to meet up with friends for a very selfish motive.....yes the most effective way to de-stress and detox is to have a long chat with friends ....and if over food...it doubles the effect :b This time round it was C ( With 4 bundles of joy in all sizes to her credit , a perfect homemaker and still looks Sweet 16) who intiated the urge to meet. And then the communication lines didn't stop until U, P, A and I finally decided to meet at T.Nagar. Where at T.Nagar should the lot meet?....P gave a suggestion....Pelita Nasi Kadar...yup I googled out the name just now....It was a Malaysian retaurant....and since the location was pretty much ok with the rest of the gangs pre and post commitments...which included my visit with the personal monster to remove the stitches... All of us reached the venue from different direc...

 I used the promotion tool on orkut to promote PEACE AND TOLERANCE The need of the hour : ) Let there be peace and let it begin right from our homes. . . . Let there be tolerance and let it begin right from our minds. . . . These two lines were written by me.... When?...probably after a fight with M :) All creators create best when they have had an experience in their own lives Maybe imagination does play a part....But how much can one imagine I felt those lines when I typed them..... PS. I am sure every story written has a bit of the authors life in it....either simplified or magnified :)

Amma and Acha are going to Guruvayur today.They won't be here until thursday Morn. Four whole days without them means I have to do ALOT of things on my own. Wish I could go with them but I can't get into any temple for the next 5 days ...baaaah.... Sunday will breeze away with a visit to M's place and a bit of grocery shopping for the next 2 days :) When Amma is here I only need to worry about the breakfast. But now I will have to plan for lunch and dinner as well.....hmmmm Now this is what I have in mind                    Monday (15)           Tuesday (16)                   Wednesday (17)                      Breakfast     Dosa & Sambhar...

Those long corridors The morning bell Wednesday prayers Gossiping and passing notes Sudden tests which never happened Discussing first crushes over Lunchboxes with yummy food I yearn to live that carefree life yet again But Alas....Its a memory And a memory it will remain Yet am glad i have a handful of u To prove to my present The much cherished past I have been thru Love and Miss you all As I browsed through my friends list i found a few of my school friends among them....I drifted into that age when I had no other worries than the Annual Exam....how simple life was... I immediately sent this poem to all my school friends with whom i have spent almost 12 years of my life and whose friendship I will treasure forever...I belong to lucky few who have managed to fish out my mates from the different worlds they now belong to..... We had one reunion last year and it was wonderful....the feeling of being with people who have shared those happy days is so different ....it ...

Sometimes I feel Its good I wasn't there for his funeral.Its really tuff to look at an otherwise active mind and body , all stiff and lifeless. Am glad I didn't get to see him like that. Now all I feel is that he is still amidst us. My manuvallliachan is a strong man. He is a workaholic. And being in the government service he never ever takes advantage of his position and didn't like others making use of his name too. He doesn't utilise the previleges offered to the positions he holds and being so principled earned him great respect and love from seniors juniors and counterparts. He loves to read. He loves action movies. He enjoys conversations and knows to make them enjoyable as well. To his children he is a strict and conservative father and always is blamed for being so. But today the children reap the the respect this wonderful father sowed. All the three of them are good human beings and are so because my valliachan is the father he is. What matters most in l...