Monday, December 28, 2009

MY FIRST CRUSH

It was five years ago that i first saw her,at a place and time quite unimaginable and inconcievable for a perfect love story to blossom.It was on a hot sultry noon at our school playground.The sun was scorching our asses and the physical trainer was making us replay his antics which he referred to by the euphemism 'exercises' while he stood under the canopy of a tree.We were exercising our butt out ,the trainer gestured someone from among us. I saw someone speed past me but in the blinding heat i couldnt make up who it was.It was only when she ascended the dias to demonstrate and to reenact his capers that i got to see her.soon enthusiasm overcame my fatigue and i began moving my hands and legs vigorously
When the classes were over and as we sat there fatigued without a drop of water to wet our throat, my best friend at school went and fetched her water bottle .after we had emptied the bottle i took it to her,with the same nervousness that i still experience wen i am near her..It felt like the air in the whole planet had been sucked up... i was sweating n my heart was pounding with a 'new found' vigour .it multiplied with every step i took....for the first time i was unable to speak and with a great effort i managed to drag out 'excuse me'from my throat........she turned gently .....her eyes behind her spectacles looked like two pieces of cherry placed inside the glass shelf of a confectionary shop.her lips were as red as ian apple....she was 'giddyingly' gorgeous.... my hands were freezing cold when i handed her the bottle.....she took it from me and smiled........... i returned with a joy and exhilaration,only conquerors like napoleon an alexander would have known...when they won the whole world over
such is the power of love,even a smile can make you wait for years.....untold love is a sweet embarassment.......i must admit that the embarasment still remains

Saturday, December 12, 2009

It takes only a moment to fall in love ...and a lifetime to convince your partner.............that.............., you are everything that god has done to keep her happy........that ........you are the answer to everything left unanswered in her life.........that.......you always have a spare hanky with you whenever she is in tears!!!!just to reassure her that she is not alone in her loneliness and there is someone who understands the language of her emotions,even her silence...........and........there are two hands waiting to help her out when she is in distress ......then,finally....there is a life waiting to give her everything that she has always asked for.Isn't it wonderful to think to that there is always one person ........who thinks about you even when he is asleep....that.....your name adorns the backpages of his note books...........and....you make life worth celebrating for him and helps him find beauty and happiness even in the ugliest things in life...and...... you are last person he wishes to see before saying good night and you are thefirst thought that fills his mind when he opens his eyes to a brand new day.Isn't it painful to think that every moment away from you is torture for him.
sometimes it so happens that , a lifetime wouldn't be enough to convey what you have within you
this is when your love gets screwed up and we go after better gals ....(heheh.......jus kiddin)

well,thats life........a whiff of the wind is all it takes to blow out a glowing candle,likewise a vicious swing of fate is all it takes to destroy everything .........and.....before you have time to blink your eyelids your sweetheart would be gone without even bidding a goodbye,bringing the curtains down on everything that we once cherished.Happiness becomes a thing of past ,moments become memories.........and memories remain our only hope to connect with the bygone realities

Those who know me too well, will doubt that the following narrative contains some autobiographical overtones..........i wish to say that it is purely coincidental........this narrative is the introductory part of a story that i intend to share with you

i do admit that ,to some extent it is based on the events that unfolded in my life in 2004...the rest is purely fiction an figments of my imagination........im going to tell you a story.....trust me...........this is beginning of it

HOPE ,LOVE AND TIME

HOPE
Destiny,never play by rules ,just when you think of it to be fair it cheats you by dishing out crap and abominable experiences which would make you feel that your life is nt worth a piece of shit!!!.This is precisely what happened to my parents 23 years ago
Living in an expensive town my father had two options,either to keep up the lifestyle,which inevitably was a need when you have well to do neighbours and relatives,or,to abstain from excesses and maintain financial security.My dad chose the latter which consequently unfurled some financial inconsistencies into our life.Inorder to pull themselves out from trouble,my parents tried everything in the books,right from planting a money plant to trying their luck on lottery tickets,but lady lukc was still to smile upon them.Atlast like every desperate parents they started pinning their hopes on me hoping that one fine day their son will rise to tthe occassion and be their messiah and answer their distresses.I was born on dec 1 1986.my dad always says that i was just like the chandrayaan -1 promising too much until everything got tracelessly lost.I was never bad at studies till my age of 14,infact i was good and did considerably well,this gave them scope for hope and immense joy.from my childhood itself my interests or hobbies or whatever u may call........it was fleeting and my parents encouraged me and tried hard to fix my wandering interests...........As time sped by ......the son in me disowned his parents dreams and was soon enticed by other better things in life.From then,my dad always had had to hang his head in shame and disgrace when talkin about his son.It hurt him to think that his son was a sucker


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Friday, November 27, 2009

COMEBACK OF THE 'PROBLEM CHILD'

Today's blog is written in admiration to the fabulous comeback staged by the problem child of Indian cricket 'S.SREESANTH'.It was surprising to see a cool,composed and focussed Sreesanth back on field.I never knew that staying off field for a while was equivalent to meditating under a 'gaya tree' It was an 'enlightened' version of sreesanth that we got to see on the field.Few months back he was a guy who seriously needed a revision of all those moral lessons taught at school,playing a pied piper to controversies.his antics and capers at the playfield were in the limelight for all the of wrong reasons.be it for the infamous 'slap and cry' episode with Harbhajan or for sledging,yelling at players etc.the attitude of this guy screwed up things for him.Staying off the field couldnt even
completely mitigate the flow of controversies.Kerala cricket Association came to the fore with complaints against him for his abscence from the practise sessions citing flimsy and insufficient reasons
criticisms and controversies apart, i believe that this guy has got the potential to work wonders, if his talent and attitude are in perfect tango he is gonna go places.
It is heartening that finally this guy has realised that inswingers and yokers can do the job rather than gettin on nerves of opponents

BOTTOMLINE :Be it Mr.Karunakaran who has tried everything in the books to reinstate his son to the congress or Sreesanth's mom who has been paying frequent visits to Guruvayoor Temple.The Lord never disappoints his devotees

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

THE RESILIENT INDIAN

Today,the country relives the frightening 60hr ordeal that had traumatised the entire nation and had everyone of us in tenterhooks.This inauspicious date marks an year since the fateful 26/11/2008 ,when time mercilessly took our near,dear and beloved ones by forcing on us unrelenting pain and sorrow.It appended another bloody and inglorious chapter to the pages of history.Despite its best efforts to garner global support in the fight against terror and to isolate the countries that have been promoting it, very little seems to have been done by our government in preempting a future strike and beefing up the internal security.Our public places,
be it a market place or a railway platform still remain vulnerable spots and soft targets for another attack.within a year after the attack terrorist masterminds like David coleman headley and Tahawur Rana had the blueprint ready for another attack.The recent blasts in Assam underscores the need for an effective security system .verbal assurances apart,the govt needs to look into these pressing matters that have been glaring upon us

The spirit of resilience of our nation has always amazed me..Resilience is an inbred mechanism in every Indian. Bloody wars have been fought here,powerful explosions have ripped through its heartland killing its brave sons and daughters.communal carnage have taken place,people have been divided on racial and linguistic
lines.Even after 60 of independence there exists a million reasons strong enough to undermine even the strongest of empires,Still she endures.Resilience is a virtue that is ingrained in us, we have learned the hard way out.Undaunted by problems,unbenting in the face of crisis and with an uncrushed spirit, steely resolve and unwavering dedicatin lets wow to make our country a safe and better place



JAI HIND

Tuesday, November 24, 2009

LIBERHAN : THE THIRD UMPIRE

I was just 6 years old when the hardcore hindutva preachers vandalised the Babri Masjid mosque.17 years hence,the liberhan commission which had been appointed then, to enqire into the outrageous act of vandalism is all set to table its findings and decisions.India might be the only country in the world that has spend more money on buying ink and paper for commission reports rather than alleviating other grave matters that have been squeezing its neck,and trying to choke it.Maybe, a random census would even prove that this country has more commissions to its name than hospitals or schools.Doesn't it sound dismaying???"only God knows what is happening in this country"
The name "LIBERHAN COMMISSION" has always struck me like the title of a much touted megabudget bollywood release.and as always,it has and had its cup of controversies,contradictions,denials etc.It is beyond doubt that after this initial uproar and hullaballoo this will soon die out paving wayfor a bigger "HEADLINE GRABBER". In this country,appointment of commissions and committees has become an order of the day.even kindergarten schools appoint committees to look into the misconduct of their students.Is there the need for a third umpire to decide on matters when truth is obvious and glaring upon our face,when things are as transparent as SAINT-GOBAIN glasses especially when the perpetrators are still at large and entire nation knows the"you -know-who"
"Justice delayed is justice denied".I Guess 17years is not that long a period for justice to be considered denied.After all ,we still belive in the concept of "heaven and hell".lets hope with all out hearts and best of our hopes that the culprits would be punished in hell

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