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Winner of "Grand Poetry" contest
organized by BlogM.

Happy to be featured as 'Top Three Bloggers' of February

Thanks BlogM for the Smiles :-)

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Internet is Lovable Fun! Her love is My Life! !

Sid and Isha are strangers from different parts of the world; they get to know about each other through Facebook and they fall in love madly. A story narrated in a unique way, first of its kind; enjoy!

! Wishes !

This poem is the internal reflection of my heart.

Moments of Madness

Some moments in life are close to heart and this post is a reflection of such sweet moments.

~ the pic became our ~ the home became our ~

This post is as a result of desire to pen down a crime thriller. I do hope this did satisfied my readers

The Lost World

The cry of a mother ~ the lost world ~ no words can describe her loss.

The Untold Story

Here is an Untold story of a Share Market King whose life is a tear.

The Untold Story - The Knot She Tied Took Her Life

Here is an Untold story of a girl.

~ The Mystery ~

“Keep smiling Isha as this Mystery Writer may remain as a Mystery Forever,” I said, she kept on wondering what the reason could be

~ Rhyming Waters ~

Here is a melody in a romantic place...

~ Cute Tunes ~

Let’s give space to nature and poems in our dreams at least!

~ Through a Child's Eyes ~

Through a child’s eyes | This poem is a rhyme | A bunch of words to cheer | Without knowing the real fear

Golden Trip...

Someone whose love is true has not end..

Celebrations...

I still love you first Haiku dear ..

My Life...

Days became beautiful because of special reasons. A beautiful day becomes memorable because of very special reasons...

~ these are few of my favorite things ~

I close my eyes and simply | remember few of my favourite things

Journey...

What an amazing journey is this little master, you are the God, you are the history and you are Cricket, and you are everything.....

Happy Birthday Devil...

God's sweetest child..

She Cries...

Cry of our Mother Nature..

Fate!...

It hurts..

~ to have loved and lost ~

Oh my sweet girl | Just come back to me | And sit right beside me | Say, I miss you too

“What If I am locked with a cute girl in a lift?”...

A cute girl struck with a smart boy in the life alone at night.. What If??

~ Somebody's Me ~

Somebody’s me... | That someone special’s for me... | someone special...she... | Oh yeah...

Return...

With tears, I love to carry my love into this world. I await his RETURN..

My Country - My Love - My Promise...

I was true to my country, my love and for my promise...

~ I Wished ~

Wave touches the shore | Echoing sweet glimps of life | Please come back to me ~ I wished.... she says....

Suicide - Think About it...

Suicide - Think About it..

Free Are We?...

She was happily smiling before the storm invaded her country..

~ True Love Never Ends ~

True love never ends.....

Why just see? Why don’t we think? Why not act?.... What say?...

Why just see? Why don’t we think? Why not act?.... What say?.....

Child Sexual Abuse Awareness...

Precious angels we | are, save us from extinction | Stop this sinful sin..

Hello FM's Petraalthan Pillaiya ~ fundraising initiative...

Petraalthan Pillaiya????..

Water...

Can we drink this Water?..

Food Starvation ~ Say No to Hunger.

There is so much to say about food. Stay Glued.

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April 10, 2012

......the real meaning of "squeak, squeak"


Little things that happens in life can create a big impact. Sometimes it teaches one what life is all about. I’m here to narrate an incredible incident through which I understood real meaning of friendship. It is definitely not a road trip or my overseas memories but a small incredible experience that happened in my room. I really felt bad for not having a handy cam otherwise; I would have made a short film out of it. It was half past twelve in the afternoon; I had my pizza, chips, and drink. Two mice (my roomies, I had named them as Jordon and Gordon. PS: It's our bloody fate to accept them as our roomies) were playing happily. I hate them because they spoil most of our stuffs, particularly for biting our bills (paper according to them), etc. We bought a Glue Pad to trap them and we fixed it in a place close to their house (holes). What happened next? Did we trap them? Do you know the meaning of “SQUEAK, SQUEAK”? Read the story to enjoy an incredible experience, over to Jordon and Gordon.

‘Jordon! Jordon! Is everything ok Jordon?’ Gordon asks; He feels something is wrong with Jordon.
Gordy, stay there. I’m trapped. In fact, I’m gone.’ Jordon says.
‘Trapped? Are you sure because I don’t see any big instruments there,’ Gordon asks.

‘I’m sure idiot, please stay away. This seems to be a new technique to trap us.’ Jordon says. Gordon tries to help Jordon, ‘I said stay away. Don’t you understand?’ Jordon yells.

‘I do Jordon but I’m trying to get you out of this pad. In fact it is easy because this is not a machine.’ Gordon says.

‘It is glue or some kind of sticky substance that traps us easily. It is highly impossible to escape.’ Jordon cries.

‘But let me try my best before those human beings catches us’ Gordon says. He bites his friend hands to pull him out of the Glue Pad.
‘It pains a lot. Please leave me.’ Jordon cries.

One has to go through a lot of pain to taste success which will be incredible.’ Gordon advises and starts to pull him with full power.

‘It is working. I’m moving Gordon. Yay!’ Jordon says with pain, although he knows it is not going to work out, he wants to back his friend's plan.

‘Cool, let me try to pull you with my hands. I hope that should work out and please keep the spirits high.’ Gordon says and he tries his best to pull him out of the Glue Pad.

Half an hour have gone by, Jordon cries, ‘Ahhhhh!!! It is paining a lot Gordy. I cannot withstand the pain. Please let me die like this.’ He has given up.

Arise, Awake and Stop not till the Goal is reached! Don’t you remember the words of Swami Vivekananda?’ Gordon asks, and put his full power to pull him out of the Glue Pad.

‘I do, I do, I do! But there is no point in arising if you know that you had already missed the goal. I should have taken little care when I saw it but I failed. It is my mistake and I’ve to pay the price for it Gordy.’ Jordon says with tears in his eyes.

Still Gordon trying his luck to pull Jordon out of the Glue Pad with his hands but all his efforts goes in vain. He also realizes that his friend is losing his conscious. ‘Jordon! Jordon!’ he cries but nothing helps them.

‘Gordy, I’m fading out. It is time for you to leave. At least you stay alive and happy. I’m going to miss you my friend’ Jordon says; he sheds tears like a waterfall.

‘No way, no way! Jordon, I cannot live without you my friend.’ Gordon cries.
It’s all over Gordy, its fate. I’ve to leave this world.’ Jordon murmurs as he slowly loses his conscious.
‘I repeat I cannot live without you. Let me also come in. Let us die together.’ Gordon says
‘Are you nuts Gordy?’ Jordon shouts

I am, without you, my life will be terrible Jordon. I cannot see you die alone so it is better to die with you.’ Gordon says and he tries to walk inside the Glue Pad.

‘Stay there Gordy. I’m sure you will find a good friend. I’m sure you will be happy. Please stay away, please, please,’ Jordon shouts with his last bit of energy.

‘I cannot Jordon. I cannot live without you. I cannot survive without you. Let me die with you, please.’ Gordon says and walks inside the Glue Pad.

‘Why did you do this? At least you should have lived in this world right?’ Jordon whispers.
There is no world without you Jordon. It is better to die.’ Gordon says, and Jordon pass out.

‘This world is awful my friend. The human beings are deadly bad. They want to kill us just because we exist. It is better to die with you rather than to live alone in this awful world. They believe sixth sense is must to think and to convey emotions but they love, breakup, ditch, kill and do all sort of non-sense. In fact, they have to learn what true love is from us. Rest in peace dear Jordon! Our friendship is true. The love bond between us is priceless.’ Gordon says; he sees a human being taking the trap in his hand with a huge smile. ‘Fuck off humans. You can never be us. We are incredible friends!

I had tears on seeing them. I cannot kill them at any cost so I gave the Glue Pad to my landlord. I couldn’t do anything else after witnessing such an incredible friendship. I envy them, seriously I do. It is an incredible lesson to all human beings who hates someone for their color, religion, or anything that differ between two hearts. If you cannot live like those mice at least try to live with basic values a human should possess. It’s a kind request.


I as a part of IndiBlogger contest, ‘Incredible Stories in association with Mahindra XUV 500’ have published this post. The contest is to write about, "Do you have an incredible experience to share?" I had none until I experienced this. I personally thank those two mice for inspiring me to write and to IndiBlogger and Mahindra for hosting the contest.

PS: This post is written to bring to your notice about incredible friendship. It is incredible to watch those two mice squeaks and their conversation was worth to share. They didn’t give up in a minute or so, they tried their best for an hour and finally the other walked in the Glue Pad to die with his friend. That’s real friendship, I salute it, and I envy too.

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March 16, 2012

Sachin's 100th Ton ~ Sachin! Sachin! Sachin! Sachin!


Image Credits ~ Indian Cricket Team Official Fan Page

As a mad fan of Sachin Tendulkar I would like to dedicate a post to Sach and his fans... Do watch the video to get inspired.. Source Credits: You Tube Copyrights: Neo Cricket.


The long wait has come to an end today when Sachin reached his 100th Ton in the 44th over with a nudge behind square leg to reach the milestone. By doing this, he has made history, which will remain as a history and will never ever happen again. He looked up at the sky, thanked God and raised his bat, and acknowledged his teammates by raising his helmet towards the dressing room, what a moment and it can never be captured in words..


Source Credits: You Tube Copyrights: Neo Cricket.

Tendulkar said, "I was not thinking about the milestone. It hasn't sunk in. A year ago when I got my 99th hundred no one spoke about it during the World Cup. Then I guess it was the media who began talking about it. Wherever I went, to a restaurant, the house keeping, the room service, whoever I met just spoke about the 100th hundred. It became a little difficult mentally, because I am not playing only for my 100th hundred. The 99 hundreds that I scored, nobody spoke about them. Everyone had their opinion but eventually I have got to do what is important for the team. Enjoy the game and chase your dreams, Dreams do come true. I had to wait for 22 years for India to win the World Cup."

Just an imagination! How people reacts to Sachin's 100th Ton...

IT companies ~ The productivity has gone down by 50%.. Terrible...

Media ~ Cricket's God made history that will never ever repeat again.. ! Mind voice ~ For another one week we can make good money... RTP Rate has never gone up like today..

Twitter ~ We are offline! Sorry.. We know only Sachin can make this happen..

Facebook ~ C'mon we have to upgrade our servers...

Internet ~ Bandwidth crashed.... Sorry!

Blogger ~ No more blog post about Sachin, please...!

Google ~ 'Sachin Tendulkar's 100th Ton' as their default search query and a Doodle too (On this Day Sachin Tendulkar made his 100th Ton and became first man in cricketing history)

Microsoft ~ We should add "Sachin" in the list of official words so that it never shows as an error when they type

God ~ The moment Sachin looked up at the sky, God thanked him for scoring the 100th century and Sachin replied as ‘The pleasure is all mine. Thank you for watching!’

Sanjay Manjrekar ~ Tendulkar has stayed on top for so long because his mind remains his century and I'm glad he did it today..

Rahul Dravid ~ At least for a week people were speaking about my retirement, now even that’s gone..

Sachin Haters ~ What's so great in scoring a century against Bangladesh and that too at a very low strike rate.. He should retire and should give opportunity to youngsters..

Sachin Lovers ~ "Sachin.. Sachin.. Sachin.. Sachin... Sachin.. Sachin.." Because when you are happy even languages cannot help you to express what you want to..

Sachin's mind voice ~ Shabba.. Ivangula namba mudiyalae.. Kastapathu adichathu naanu aana ivanga peethikiranga.. mudiyala saami...

As a mad Sachin fan ~ Thank you Sir! once again my heart smiled... "Some dreamt, some imagined, but he did it.. 100! I'm proud to say I lived in the era when Sachin scored his 100 centuries...!"

I will update the post with reactions from former cricketers as well.

The list of centuries scored by Sachin... Source: espncricinfo Stats Guru..



1) 119* vs ENG-Manchester-14 August 1990-Draw-Test
2) 148* vs AUS-Sydney-6 January 1992-Draw-Test
3) 114 vs AUS-Perth-3 February 1992-Lost-Test
4) 111 vs SA-Johannesburg-28 November 1992-Draw-Test
5) 165 vs ENG-Chennai-12 February 1993-Won-Test
6) 104* vs SL-Colombo-31 July 1993-Won-Test
7) 142 vs SL-Lucknow-19 January 1994-Won-Test
8) 110 vs AUS-Colombo-September 9, 1994-Won-ODI
9) 115 vs NZ-Vadodara-October 28, 1994-Won-ODI
10) 105 vs WI-Jaipur-November 11, 1994-Won-ODI
11) 179 vs WI-Nagpur-2 December 1994-Draw-Test
12) 112* vs SL-Sharjah-April 9, 1995-Won-ODI
13) 127* vs KEN-Cuttack-February 18, 1996-Won-ODI
14) 137 vs SL-New Delhi-March 2, 1996-Lost-ODI
15) 100 vs PAK-Singapore-April 5, 1996-Lost-ODI
16) 118 vs PAK-Sharjah-April 15, 1996-Won-ODI
17) 122 vs ENG-Birmingham-8 June 1996-Lost-Test
18) 177 vs ENG-Nottingham-5 July 1996-Draw-Test
19) 110# vs SL-Colombo-August 28, 1996-Lost-ODI
20) 114# vs SA-Mumbai-December 14, 1996-Won-ODI
21) 169# vs SA-Cape Town-4 January 1997-Lost-Test
21) 104# vs ZIM-Benoni-February 9, 1997-Won-ODI
23) 117# vs NZ-Bangalore-May 14, 1997-Won-ODI
24) 143# vs SL-Colombo-3 August 1997-Draw-Test
25) 139# vs SL-Colombo-11 August 1997-Draw-Test
26) 148# vs SL-Mumbai-4 December 1997-Draw-Test
27) 155* vs AUS-Chennai-9 March 1998-Test
28) 177 vs AUS-Bangalore-26 March 1998-Lost-Test
29) 100 vs AUS-Kanpur-April 7, 1998-Won-ODI
30) 143 vs AUS-Sharjah-April 22, 1998-Lost-ODI
31) 134 vs AUS-Sharjah-April 24, 1998-Won-ODI
32) 100* vs KEN-Kolkata-May 31, 1998-Won-ODI
33) 128 vs SL-Colombo-July 7, 1998-Won-ODI
34) 127* vs ZIM-Bulawayo-September 26, 1998-Won-ODI
35) 141 vs AUS-Dhaka-October 28, 1998-Won-ODI
36) 118* vs ZIM-Sharjah-November 8, 1998-Won-ODI
37) 124* vs ZIM-Sharjah-November 13, 1998-Won-ODI
38) 113 vs NZ-Wellington-29 December 1998-Lost-Test
39) 136 vs PAK-Chennai-31 January 1999-Lost-Test
40) 124* vs SL-Colombo-28 February 1999-Draw-Test
41) 140* vs KEN-Bristol-May 23, 1999-Won-ODI
42) 120# vs SL-Colombo-August 29, 1999-Won-ODI
43) 126*# vs NZ-Mohali-13 October 1999-Test
44) 217# vs NZ-Ahmedabad-30 October 1999-Draw-Test
45) 186*# vs NZ-Hyderabad-November 8, 1999-Won-ODI
46) 116# vs AUS-Melbourne-28 December 1999-Lost-Test
47) 122 vs SA-Vadodara-March 17, 2000-Won-ODI
48) 101 vs SL-Sharjah-October 20, 2000-Lost-ODI
49) 122 vs ZIM-New Delhi-21 November 2000-Won-Test
50) 201* vs ZIM-Nagpur-26 November 2000-Draw-Test
51) 146 vs ZIM-Jodhpur-December 8, 2000-Lost-ODI
52) 126 vs AUS-Chennai-20 March 2001-Won-Test
53) 139 vs AUS-Indore-March 31, 2001-Won-ODI
54) 127* vs WI-Harare-July 4, 2001-Won-ODI
55) 101 vs SA-Johannesburg-October 5, 2001-Lost-ODI
56) 146 vs KEN-Paarl-October 24, 2001-Won-ODI
57) 155 vs SA-Bloemfontein-3 November 2001-Lost-Test
58) 103 vs ENG-Ahmedabad-13 December 2001-Draw-Test
59) 176 vs ZIM-Nagpur-24 February 2002-Won-Test
60) 117 vs WI-Port of Spain-20 April 2002-Won-Test
61) 105* vs ENG-Chester-le-Street-July 4, 2002-N/R-ODI
62) 113 vs SL-Bristol-July 11, 2002-Won-ODI
63) 193 vs ENG-Leeds-23 August 2002-Won-Test
64) 176 vs WI-Kolkata-3 November 2002-Draw-Test
65) 152 vs NAMI-Pietermaritzburg-February 23, 2003-Won-ODI
66) 100 vs AUS-Gwalior-October 26, 2003-Won-ODI
67) 102 vs NZ-Hyderabad-November 15, 2003-Won-ODI
68) 241* vs AUS-Sydney-4 January 2004-Draw-Test
69) 141 vs PAK-Rawalpindi-March 16, 2004-Lost-ODI
70) 194* vs PAK-Multan-29 March 2004-Won-Test
71) 248* vs BAN-Dhaka-12 December 2004-Won-Test
72) 123 vs PAK-Ahmedabad-April 12, 2005-Lost-ODI
73) 109 vs SL-New Delhi-22 December 2005-Won-Test
74) 100 vs PAK-Peshawar-February 6, 2006-Lost-ODI
75) 141* vs WI-Kuala Lumpur-September 14, 2006-Lost-ODI
76) 100* vs WI-Vadodara-January 31, 2007-Won-ODI
77) 101 vs BAN-Chittagong-19 May 2007-Draw-Test
78) 122* vs BAN-Mirpur-26 May 2007-Won-Test
79) 154* vs AUS-Sydney-4 January 2008-Lost-Test
80) 153 vs AUS-Adelaide-25 January 2008-Draw-Test
81) 117* vs AUS-Sydney-March 2, 2008-Won-ODI
82) 109 vs AUS-Nagpur-6 November 2008-Won-Test
83) 103* vs ENG-Chennai-15 December 2008-Won-Test
84) 163* vs NZ-Christchurch-March 8, 2009-Won-ODI
85) 160 vs NZ-Hamilton-20 March 2009-Won-Test
86) 138 vs SL-Colombo-September 14, 2009-Won-ODI
87) 175 vs AUS-Hyderabad-November 5, 2009-Lost-ODI
88) 100* vs SL-Ahmedabad-20 November 2009-Draw-Test
89) 105* vs BAN-Chittagong-18 January 2010-Won-Test
90) 143 vs BAN-Mirpur-25 January 2010-Won-Test
91) 100 vs SA-Nagpur-9 February 2010-Lost-Test
92) 106 vs SA-Kolkata-15 February 2010-Won-Test
93) 200* vs SA-Gwalior-February 24, 2010-Won-ODI
94) 203 vs SL-Colombo-28 July 2010-Draw-Test
95) 214 vs AUS-Bangalore-11 October 2010-Won-Test
96) 111* vs SA-Centurion-19 December 2010-Lost-Test
97) 146 vs SA-Cape Town-4 January 2011-Draw-Test
98) 120 vs ENG-Bangalore-February 27, 2011-Tied-ODI
99) 111 vs SA-Nagpur-March 12, 2011-Lost-ODI

and aftet a year and four days he has made history...

100) vs BAN-Mirpur-16 March,2012- (ODI) and will continue............

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March 05, 2012

my life.. her shadow...



I heartily thank IndiBlogger for hosting creative contests and help us to nurture our talent and to write creative stories from the mind or to pen down true reflections from the heart, smiles! There are two exciting contest running at the moment, The Kissan 100% Real Blogger Contest and Around The World With Expedia, and I felt the former is too close to my heart as I realized how beautiful was my childhood days. Moreover, I am not going to write one more love story or a creative fiction for the contest as I did in the past, because I wanted to express something close to my heart, my childhood days and the 100% Real experience that made me whatever I am today.

Whether it is curse or boon, I am not sure how to call it, whatever it may; it taught me what life is. The best place I lived so far in my lifetime is my mother's womb, after that it is my sweet home. It is sweet not because of what people cherish, its size, colourful, or the high priced decorative things, in fact never we had any of those mentioned but my sweet family made it a sweet home. Although it is being built by hands woven with coconut leaves by my grandfather years back, it is our Taj Mahal and I spent my golden childhood days there. The house made us live closely with the nature because at night I can enjoy the stars through the roof holes, at day I can feel the hot sun and at rainy season I can enjoy the waterfall without visiting Niagara Falls, I mean the rainfall that pours through the roof holes. I slept peacefully even in that little house because I had my sweet family with me.

What is so special about my family, well my family itself is special because of my mom, dad, elder sister, more than three dozens of hens, two dogs, six cats, three mango trees, and a beautiful garden, which closely associated me with nature and lives. I am a master at climbing tree and mango tree is my favourite one, whenever I feel hot, the next moment I will be on the tree to enjoy the nature’s gift. I am close to hens, dogs (Snoopy and Browny), cats (Jessie, Poruki, Sweety, Janu, Swamy and Tiger) as I enjoyed each passing seconds in such a sweet environment despite we were a poor family and my father monthly wage was less than what I earn in a day today.

The dream to live a good life helped me to join a government school with two sets of uniform, slate and Balpam (writing stick). I learnt 'a', 'ah', 'e', 'ee' acting as if I am writing without actually re-writing on the slate to save the writing stick for a week. The hunger to gain knowledge was more than the actual hunger.

செவுக்குண வில்லாத போழ்து சிறிது
வயிற்றுக்கும் ஈயப் படும்.

Translation:
When 'tis no longer time the listening ear to feed
With trifling dole of food, supply the body's need.


I sipped knowledge as a supplement for food. The hunger to learn helped me to stay as the best in whatever I do.

Slowly we built a small house, and my brother was born. Our economic condition was much better than years before, I mean at least twice in a day we were able to have food and sometimes my brother and sister having idli's (rice cake), father and me having paluthu and my sweet mom having only water was our new stage.

As days passed, I became the hero of my little school with my intelligence. Be it a teacher or a student, whomever they may be, they know my name, which made my parents proud and I am happy to hear, ‘you are the best’. In order to fulfil the increasing needs of the family, my mom and I started taking tuitions in the evening under the mango tree. We had a good crowd as I was known for my Mathematics skill in my place. When multiplication was a huge headache at that age, I helped people with tips and tricks to do calculations easily, say for eg., 55*55 = 3025, 105* 105 = 11025 but how many of you can do this in a second?

 2
115 x 115
   575
  115
 115 .
13225

This is how we do it right but I taught a simple way... Any square ending with 5 can be calculated with this technique – 115 * 115 = (11*12 = 132) (5*5 = 25) = 13225, 65*65 = (6*7 = 42) (5*5) = 4225.

How much is 99*99? Is it that tough to calculate? Simple, Consider x=99, (x*(x+1))-x --> (99*(99+1))-99 --> (99*100)-99 --> 9900-99 --> 9801, simple right?

29*29 ? Please apply the formulae, (29*(29+1))-29 --> (29*30)-29 --> (870-29) --> 841. But how to multiply 29*30, Do you think it is difficult, simple, (30*30)-30 --> (900-30) --> 870.. This technique applies to any number ending with 9.. Easy right..?

It make life easy when compared to the traditional method. I learnt and taught many such techniques and approaches for multiplication, division and for solving algebra expressions, which enriched my mind.

Before going to bed my mother used to narrate stories in my mother tongue under the moon, which I visualize and laugh at it, may be visualizing a dream character in that small age may have enriched my brain to dream and write creative stories. Her stories always had an emotional touch to it and whenever I ask her the reason, she said, ‘there is something more than money in life and that’s love’. She always showed me how to stay strong even at our troublesome times and made me learn, ‘Whatever happens in life, stay strong and give your best.

ஈன்ற பொழுதில் பெரிதுவக்கும் தன் மகனை சான்றோன் எனக் கேட்ட தாய்

Translation:
On hearing that her son did an outstanding job, her joy will be boundless and more than the moment, she gifted him to this world.

Days rolled on and I made my parents proud by scoring well in public exams, won many cash awards, and by joining the Engineering College. I did well in my UG too and got into one of the top IT companies of India. I never let go any opportunities that come my way, I gave my best and that is what made me whatever I am today.

Last year when my dad went down to earth with abdominal pain, later confirmed as abdominal carcinoma and to be operated by SUPRA MAJOR OPERATION BY WHIPPLE PROCEDURE. She said, ‘Whatever happens in life, stay strong and give your best.’ She is the true spirit of a woman who fought with so many issues in life to bring up my sister, brother and me as achievers. Salute you Mom!

The write-up may seem to be simple, and you may think what is so special in it. But the 100% real experiences in my life are learnt from my Mom’s words, ‘there is something more than money in life and that’s love’, ‘Whatever happens in life, stay strong and give your best.’ ‘Never let go any opportunities, give your best and show the world that you are the best’.

Whatever I have done till now and whatever I will do hereafter will be because of her! I live for her and more than anyone else in the world, I love her lot. She is a selfless, noble soul, a pure lamp burning through eternity before God’s throne. She is my inspiration, she is my living God, she is my real self, and she is my life. I will never be able to end this write-up even though I write billion words about her, because ‘I am her son’. The post, "my life.. her shadow..." is personally dedicated to my sweet mom, who inspired and taught me what life is with her 100% real experiences.

Thank you Ma! Proud to be your Son!


PS: I as a part of IndiBlogger, ‘The Kissan 100% Real Blogger Contest, have published this post. The contest is to, "Write about the "100% real" experiences you had growing up." I personally thank IndiBlogger and Kissan for hosting this particular contest because I've got a perfect chance to write about my mom. Dear Reader! Be it positive or negative feedback, do leave your footprints..!

December 08, 2011

Hello FM's Petraalthan Pillaiya ~ பெற்றால்தான் பிள்ளையா ? ~ fundraising initiative


Why do we need an iPod rather than a FM player? The answer for this question is simple, ‘I love to hear songs of my choice rather than hearing random songs.’ I do agree to this because I am one of those individual who fall under this category and I love music madly. When I was in India, I rarely hear any FM, because of the above-mentioned reason and of course I manage copying/updating the latest songs in my mobile but after landing in London I was unable to find time to do the same. Hence, I missed hearing most of the latest songs, and that’s when my sweet friend Saraswathi introduced me to a website where I can listen to many Indian FM’s. (www.tamilradios.com)

I usually switch between the stations when RJ’s speak because of the above-mentioned reason but later due to hectic work, I stick to one station not because I wish to hear but just because of lack of time. But within days I started loving a particular station and that’s ‘HELLO FM ~ 106.4’. I would say I spend around 8 to 10 hours hearing to this particular radio station because it houses a wide variety of quality programs (Anjarai Peti – Kay Kay, Bigil – Suresh (I never missed this program and this is one of the most important reason to stick to this station), and Diary – Maya.). There are many many reasons to hear to this particular station which I will reveal in future posts.

So what’s the point or moto of this post? It’s Simple... I want my blog pals and readers to learn about a fundraising initiative taken by Padma Shri Dr. Kamal Hassan and Hello FM for the medical insurance of HIV +ve Children.


What is the initiative about?

The initiative is to financially support HIV +ve children towards their medical insurance.


Who and when this initiative launched?

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December 01, 2011

~ gone are those days ~


It’s been so long since I penned a poem and my poetic muse was almost dying because of my continuous fiction writing. Even my close blogging friends advised me to concentrate a little on my poetic muse too but I was unable to find any inspiration, but today when I read few prompt lines, I decided to express the feelings of a woman whom I met last week in a party. She was completely drunk and she shared her inside feelings about her hubby, and his previous relationships, but she was very positive that someday her hubby would love her completely. And as the quote says, "Even if you fall on your face, you're still moving forward." - Victor Kiam, she was positive, but her tear-filled yearning eyes have given me the inspiration to pen this poem.




Gone are those sentimental, emotional romantic days,
Passionate, engaged and beautiful good-looking girls;

Fell in love with him madly, heartily, deeply and truly,
But entertainment and amusements was love for him sadly;

Preference was given to glistening flesh instead of soul,
Four-letter word was a cover for the flesh-eating animal;

Love, sex, break-up and love again was his mantra forever,
Longing for Love, girls do all for this animal, but do ever;

He loved, or just for the fun, he was making love with angels,
And lived alone in life, tasting flesh until I became his smiles;

Am I his destiny or just because he needs a partner, I am?
Confused... but gone are those days when he was young; calm,

I said to myself, beautiful life is a dream for a guy and girl for long,
Though the dream may fail but I should be ready to face all along;

Life of a playboy’s wife is not easy to live as we read, but I pray,
Gone are those days he never needed anyone, and his prey pray,

Time can change things, and he will love me, only me, ever and forever,
Gone are those stupid, non-sense, and worst days of his life ever.



I am sharing this post with Carry on Tuesday #133, It's Thursday #82, ABC Wednesday 'T' for Time, Theme Thursday Inside. I heartily thank them for the inspirations.


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November 17, 2011

Suicide ~ THINk abouT iT...


Koibitou! I am leaving’ I said as soon as I reached the home.

Leaving, at this time of the night?’ she said with a puzzled look. Nodding my head, I said, ‘To a nightclub, to celebrate one of our colleagues birthday and to taste different flavors of girls

If we live in London that doesn’t mean you have to follow Western culture, still you have to value our culture and should remember that you have a wife who loves you all day and night’ she said angrily, ‘I do remember it but still I love to taste different flavours, bye bye Isha.’ I said before locking the door.



11:00 PM ~ WTF! He wants to taste different flavors of girls just within three months of our marriage life. I am going mad; I gazed at the mirror for an hour grumbling, ‘Am I not looking good?’ Later I realized I forgot to have my dinner also and now I do not have mood to go out of this room because I have heard very bad things about clubs and...

12:30 ~ WTF! Why I am so worried? I am sure he will never do such type of non-sense but who knows how he will react after consuming alcohol. I cannot think of him with some other girls, I am going mad.

02:30 ~ WTF! He is not even picking my call. Why the hell he married me? Is he with some girls doing some non-sense things? Oh my God, my head is aching.

03:00 ~ WTF! I cannot handle this pressure at all and I do not want to. What if he had xxx with some girl after boozing a lot and if it happens, I cannot imagine a life with him.

04:00 ~ That’s it... I am sure he is ditching my life that is why he is not even picking my 100th call also and I cannot compromise on this. Let me die…

04:30 ~ Should I commit suicide? Is he playing with me or ditching my life? Ahhhhhhh……………

04:45 ~ I want to die... I should…
04:51 ~ Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh… It is better to die but...

04:55 ~ I should call anyone of my friend before taking any stupid decisions, let me call Sangee,

Sangee....
‘Hey... How are you’ she said
‘Ok....’ ‘Hey... Is something wrong with you?’ she said,
Everything... I thought I should commit suicide but I do not have guts to do it. I want to live.
Are you nuts? Don’t speak like a stupid and don’t even think of such stupid things.
I am not so stupid
Why the hell you want to? Just give the phone to your hubby.’ She shouted like a banshee.
He is sleeping. Listen, I won’t do such stupid things, I promise and please don’t tell this to anyone, please.
No, I am not going to believe you. Please give the phone to your hubby.’ She insisted,
Hey... I am fine idiot.
I am very much worried about you. Please, please don’t try to be stupid.
Sure. I won’t be, Bye.

How can I say her that he is sleeping or doing some non-sense with someone else in a nightclub? I closed my eyes to thank God because I did the right thing otherwise I would have been dead now. Let me try to sleep or at least to close my eyes.



Oops, it is five in the morning and I suppose she should be sleeping peacefully, so l opened the door without making any noise. I kept my things in the sofa, took a fresh bathe, before entering the bedroom.

Hey Koibitou! What made you to wake up so early?’ I said, but there was no response from her.

Hey, are you ok?’ First, I said carelessly, later I noticed her sleepless eyes. ‘Isha, are you ok dear. Did you sleep properly?’ I said, ‘Hannn’ she said…

What’s wrong with you?’ I said touching her shoulder, ‘Everything… Please don’t touch me, please’ she shouted…

WTF!’ I said,

Yeah! WTF and why the fuck you want to touch me? Anyhow you want to taste different flavors right’ she shouted,

Are you nuts?’ I said, ‘I am, that’s why I married you.’ she shouted with tears.

‘You are’ I shouted angrily, ‘I am… I am…’ she cried. I went to bed ignoring her because if I speak even a word more she may shout like anything.

I as usual woke up thinking she was sleeping next to me but she was not. I started to shiver so searched in all the places other than kitchen but later found her cooking in the kitchen, so felt relaxed.

Good Morning!’ I said,
Good Morning. Are your friends coming for lunch?’ she said with so much of hatred.

Yes’, I frowned, left the kitchen without helping her in cooking. As planned, my friends reached my home on time and they were cracking jokes. All of a sudden, one of my friends started teasing me, ‘Why did you come to nightclub? Just to stand in one corner and watch us enjoying, instead you would have stayed in your home itself’ everyone laughed.

What he was doing in the corner?’ Isha asked with so much of curiosity.

He didn’t do anything that is our biggest worry. You know what, a completely drunk pretty girl came to him and asked ‘Are you my boy friend?’ he is answering ‘No, I am not’. What an idiot you are? And you are not supposed to love your wife to that extent dude’, everyone laughed at me and it continued until they started from my house.

I am sorry dear. I am sorry, please.’ she said as soon as my friends left our place.

I don’t want to hear a single word from a person who failed to trust me.’ I frowned at her.

But... Please….’, ‘I don’t want to hear a single word from you,’ I frowned once again at her. She pushed me on the bed, sat on me and said, ‘Please hubby… Forgive me…

I pushed her down shouting, ‘Get lost....’ loudly, ‘but, I love you’ in silence.

I should have committed suicide. Why the fuck I called her?’ she said in disgust.

What did you say?’ I stressed my words,

Sorry, I was not able to handle the stress so I about to hang myself but luckily I called my friend Sangee’ she said in a low tone.

On hearing those words, blood rushed to my brain instantly and I slapped her with huge power. ‘Are you nuts? Don’t you know the value of life?’ I shouted like a banshee but she did not utter a single word and that ignited me.

I am leaving this awful world, Good Bye”, I text her friend, and changed the profile to silent mode. She was completely shocked on seeing this and said, ‘Hubby, don’t play like this. I am afraid.

I laughed, ‘Just because I said I want to taste different flavors you want to commit suicide? Are you nuts’ I shouted, ‘No... No... I dialed your number many times but you were not picking my call, that’s why.’ She said in a pleading tone.

Don’t you know this is my office number?’ ‘No... I didn’t realize it....’ she said. ‘The point is not about picking your call or you accidentally called the other number, but, tell me, why the hell you want to commit suicide?’ I shouted.

No... No... I actually’... ‘Stop, I will fill full your desire but don’t shout.’ I said like a haunted human being and in no time I tied her legs with clothe, she look frightened so started to plead me but I went ahead and tied her hands behind her back.

Why are you looking so frightened? Don’t be so I am just helping you to commit suicide.’ I said like a human devil. She stated to cry, and said, ‘Please don’t act like a stupid. I want to live with you, please.’ I was least bothered on what she was saying and went ahead, rolled a chair inside our room. She started to shout, ‘please leave me... Please leave me....’, so to stop her shouting I kissed her. In the mean time I took a towel, inserted inside her mouth and said, ‘Well, that was our last kiss baby. Bye... Bye....

I sat in the chair like an EVIL saying, ‘If you die in another ten minutes then time will be 4 PM, and I will inform your parents by 6 PM, and other stuffs will be over by tomorrow. 16th day, 3 months and after a year I can go for another marriage but I am not sure whether I am fortunate to find a beautiful intelligent girl like you but let’s see... So everything is set,’ I said, lifted her, and made her to stand on the chair.

Ok... Noted, come down dear’ I said, ‘mm. mm. mm.’ She was trying to say something, ‘what?’ I said and removed the towel from her mouth.

Please… please, please, please, please,’ she said, ‘say something else’ I said, ‘please, I want to live with you.’ She said.

Then why did you decided to commit suicide yesterday night?’ I shouted, ‘That’s a stupid decision but I didn’t Na’ she pleaded, ‘Well you didn’t, but if you may try the same in the near future. So it is better if I do the honors. What say?’ I said.

I won’t, please believe me, I won’t. I trust you and more than that I love you so much.’ She pleaded like anything. I smiled, untied her hands, so, she too smiled, but I laughed like a DEVIL and cross-tied her hands between her legs so that she cannot stand, walk or even move, and inserted the towel inside her mouth. She started to shiver as if she is having a high fever but I care a damn. I went to the wardrobe, picked a saree, and said, ‘Is this the wedding saree?’ She nodded her head.

‘How lucky I am to hang myself in my wife’s wedding saree.’ I said, she became horrified on hearing me. 'Stay happy! I am not going to kill you because I love you to that extent but I want to teach you how miserable one’s life will be if they have to live without their loved ones. How hard is to leave one’s close relations in the name of suicide? How hurting it will be when our loved one is no more in this world.’ I said, ‘mm... mm... .’ she was trying to burst out her feelings, ‘and this should be a lesson to all stupid's who end their life in the name of suicide. Everyone should learn how hurting it is to live without their special ones and the sufferings of a father, brother, sister, wife, lover, any, and the most priceless mom in your words. A hurt is a hurt, a life is a life, and you can die only once, then no words....’ I said, ‘mm…mmm....’ she was trying to burst out, I removed the cloth from her mouth, ‘please... Please... Please, please don’t do this to me. I cannot imagine a life without you, please, I understood how stupid is to commit suicide, please don’t leave me’ she cried, I kissed on her forehead and inserted the cloth once again into her mouth. I went back to the chair to prepare things to hang myself, and when everything is set, I said, ‘Love you Koibitou! Enjoy your hubby’s suicide.’

The moment I said those words she started crawling herself towards the chair. I know how hard it is to move when your hands and legs are tied in-between but she was crawling, OMG, is this the power of love. I ran to her, un-tied her hands, legs, removed cloth from her mouth and kissed her like anything saying, ‘How can I leave you alone idiot?’ She did not speak a word or moved out of my hold, and her breathe conveyed she wants to live with me forever. I said, ‘I love you so much idiot. I cannot live without you. Please, please never ever think of such stupid things, please and I didn't message your friend’

‘I love you so much hubby’ she said, I smiled and floated her on the bed to start my sweet romance.


Suddenly someone tapped on my shoulder saying, ‘Enough of dreaming buddy, the washing machine has completed washing the clothes. Go and take it out ’, Sumit said, Oh! Only a dream but a thoughtful dream! Moreover, I would love to share this dream to my blogging friends as well, not just as a contest post but also as an awareness post for stupid people who commit suicide. As they say, ‘It is better to lose one minute in life than to lose life in one minute’, please think before taking any stupid decisions because it is going to hurt not only your loved ones but also your precious mom who carried you into this world with all love and care.

THINk abouT iT.. If I get two extra hours a day, if not in a day, at least once or twice in a week like this, it may help me to write thoughtful stories :-)


PS: I as a part of IndiBlogger, ‘Surf Excel Matic GetSmartContest, have published this post. The contest is about, "Surf Excel Matic is smart enough to get rid of stains while your clothes are inside your washing machine, so you don't have to spend your precious time doing it separately. Let the detergent do the washing, while you spend time with your family! and If you like it and if you care for someone special in this world, share this post on your FB wall, promote it on Indi or share it anywhere on the web as you wish. Also do leave your footprints to add a smile to my face..

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November 12, 2011

~ dream ~ love ~


Wow! Two extra hours a day! What more do a software engineer need other than two extra free hours a day? Just two free minutes a day itself a big bonus for a software engineer like me, thinking of two extra hours a day is a boon for me and what will I do? Please see my eyes in the picture below, is it too red?

The eyes are too red because of the strain caused to my eyes due to hectic work, stupid managers, and stupid people around me, but they are actually sweet, otherwise, I would have written this post from Bangalore and not from London. So if we have to achieve something in life then we have to be 'flexible', one of the word I hate the most in IT industry, and of coursedeadline’, lays in the top of the list. Since these words become an integral part of my life, imagining of two extra hours is a boon, and if it happens, then undoubtedly I will sleep in that two extra free hours.

Sleep??? Why the hell? What he gonna do when sleeping?’ I know people may wish to ask this question, and the answer is simple… ‘Dream’…

Dream..? What is so special about dreams?’ Is that your next question? Well, in that case my answer would be, ‘Yes, I write what I dream, and that’s why this blog is a sweet dedication to my dream angel who ignited my muse to pen romantic verse

As I said in ‘About Me', I met an angel in my dreams, fell in love with her and for whom I first penned a poem titled “Sorry”


Sorry to wake you in your sleep!
Sorry for hugging you last night that deep!
Sorry to implant my lips on yours!
Sorry for tasting it for some hours!
Sorry to reveal those unheard words!
Sorry for wishing that not to be my dreams!

From that day onwards, I started to pen down free verse, rhymes, most of them being romantic ones as the one who inspired me being the sweetest dream girl in this world and she is the reason for my 280 posts that includes this. Here is one of the poems very close to my heart, and to my dream girl, because ‘love’ means ‘dreamy she is....

Silently, I waited; I searched for the signs.
I looked all around for myself different from me.
The lavender rays glittering in the air,
Of which the dandelion sun had no share!
The sweetness of time, gone without notice.
All because of the treasure, I cannot miss!
The senses submitted themselves to a superior sense,
That rose above and names itself 'Love'.
But the waters are new and the feet are weak.
What if I slipped and got myself drowned?
The light of hope accompanied the thirst;
The fear became an imagination, forgotten first.
Will the light lead me o the sun?
Or blind me with its overpowering force?
I step into the waters trusting the light,
That broke the silence of my searching eyes.

The dreams not only broke the silence of searching eyes but also the silence of my pen, my inferiority complex (I studied in a Government school where teachers felt hard to teach us English but my dreams nurtured my language, but still I feel my grammar and sentence structure is not that great and I am working on it).

'So, what’s the point?’ The point is only if I sleep I can dream, only if I dream I can write, only if I write you can enjoy my (S)mileS, but sleeping for four hours a day is a biggest challenge in my life so I can't even imagine of two extra free hours and if you see here in FB,just for one extra an hour on a particular day, I was excited a lot, thinking of two extra hours a day, and that too daily, is the best gift one could give it to me, and I am sure not even materialistic gifts can give that happiness to me because my dreams help me to win several thousand hearts like you. PS: (You are one of those hearts if you love my dreams (posts)).

If it happens in real life, 'two extra hours a day', is a great boon for me, my health, blog and definitely for you too.


PS: I as a part of IndiBlogger, ‘Surf Excel Matic GetSmartContest, have published this post. The contest is about, "Surf Excel Matic is smart enough to get rid of stains while your clothes are inside your washing machine, so you don't have to spend your precious time doing it seperately. Let the detergent do the washing, while you spend time with your family! and If you had two extra hours in a day, how would you spend it?" My dear friends if you love the way I would spend those two extra free hours then promote this post on IndiBlogger. Also do leave your footprints to add a smile to my face.. Love this dream then share it with your friends too, let they also enjoy this dream as you did, Hit 'Like' or share as you wish.


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PS: The poem is also shared with Poetry Picnic of Gooseberry Garden :-)

October 01, 2011

Dream Come True ~ London.. London.. London..


Oh, what I am doing here? I am supposed to work right. Hmm… I have to... but… I am missing my India, my Sweet Mom, Dad, Sis, Bro, Mittu and many more. Last but not the least my sweet roomies and colleagues because the time I spent with them was so so sweet and memorable. Hmm... :-( :-( :-( I miss ‘U’ all…

After living in IT hub of India for more than two years I flied to… yeah luckily to my dream place London. Of course, it is my dream to visit London and finally I am here for a project assignment. Hmm I am supposed to work a lot and I do work, but still I love to write my experience of flying for the first time. It is an awesome experience to feel the take off, the landing, the clouds, the sounds, the airhostess and the most beautiful London. No words can describe the feel… or maybe I am short of words. Before I start let me thank my roomies for being my strength whenever I was down and for sharing my tears of joy. So sweet of you guys, I miss ‘U’ All.

On 24 September 2011, 12:45 PM I set my foot for the first time in London. I wanted to jump in joy but my friends advised me to keep cool because any inappropriate behavior may put you in trouble. Luckily, all the process went smoothly and I came out after collecting my baggages.

Aww... How sweet was that KISS? Hmm... I really don’t know because as soon as I came out, I saw a couple kissing each other. (I hope they are meeting after a long time). I was out of airport by 1:15 PM but but but... that’s when the story started actually, yeah, I lost myself in this big city, actually I felt lost, puzzled on how to reach the hotel I booked.

It was certainly a challenge because it took more than hour for me to figure out the route to ‘Best Western Phoenix Hotel’. Thanks to a taxi driver who guided me the way to reach the hotel and for briefing about ‘TUBE’ services, the transport for London. ‘கற்றது கைமண் அளவு, கல்லாதது உலகளவு’

How sweet he was… Louis Philippe, I met this person in lift when I was trying to find a way for ‘UNDERGROUND’ transport of London. He helped me a lot to find a place nearby the hotel I booked and luckily, he too travelled to the same destination. Louis, a sweet person who helped in moving my luggage to Tube (train) and then he shared more about him, so sweet of you Louis... Love to meet you in near future soon :-) we both took a taxi to their respective places from South Kensington.


I was super glad to see taxi drivers stopping for pedestrians to cross irrespective of signals, how sweet it was to see, humanity still exists :-) It was almost 2 30 when I checked in but realized that the time was seven in India. I should thank Sandeep (my colleague because he gave me his sim before I left India) because of his sim I spoke to my Sweet Mom, she was very much worried about me because this was my first travel and I was too happy to hear my mom’s voice after almost 24 hours.

I was too tired to mail or call my close ones so I just updated a status in Facebook, ‘Finally... Landed in London’ but that became the reason for my close friend (DEVIL)'s anger. How stupid I was... because I didn’t mail her about my journey, actually I wanted to speak with her in phone to express my joy but.. still I should have mailed her... I am so sorry DEVIL… and I became a victim for many sweet hearts anger because I didn’t call any or mail them either... Sorry... sorry... sorry... because I was so so so tired and I slept very very soon.

And... within a day or two, I learnt about London Tube services and how I should behave in London. You can’t behave like a kid in your workplace, you have to be quiet, you have to be in-formals, and what not I even learnt so much including how to sit in office... Aww… I hate to be like this but what can I do? I have to be so because I am representing my organization here, so I should be...

Hmmm, Thames River, London Bridge, Eye and what not... I enjoyed the evenings in London and tomorrow is going to be big day for me because I have a tight schedule here... Hoping to enjoy London to the core and I also love to share the pictures I took in the last one week... Soon I will be sharing those with you guys... To start of..

I love to meet my blogging friends here in London… So my dear friends if you are here in London then do contact me via my number (0044 - 7438442040). We shall meet some time :-)

Hmm before I leave, I love to write a Haiku about London, so here is a haiku about London…

Dream come true moment
when I set my foot here in
London, I love it!

I love to share this Haiku with Haiku Heights and Haiku My Heart. and... yeah I have a feast for my blogging friends... ‘searching her... in the streets of…’ isn’t a treat?

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August 15, 2011

Free... Are we?

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 23; the twenty-third edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. The theme for this month is FREE.

I am here to write a post on the theme ‘Free’ but definitely not a crime thriller or romantic stories that I usually dab in. ‘FREE’, although it has a wide scope, I prefer to write for Free India but if it from my pen then the question would be, ‘Are we really free? Happy Independence Day but when this day is coming?'



PS: The post is a just an internal reflection of my thoughts on, ‘Are we really free?’ Most of the facts penned here are taken from Wikipedia, Google, and Corruption India forums. Whenever some of my blog pals post about corruption or any I used to hit hard at them (because just writing won’t help either is my policy), today I sincerely apologise for the same because I am going to vent out my feelings.

Before I proceed to the actual post, I want to share this known info with all my blogging pals of the world. On August 16 2011, India against corruption movement is going to happen. If the whole country takes to streets for a week from 16th August, WE, THE PEOPLE OF INDIA, can force the government to enact a strong ‘Jan Lokpal Bill’. Mostly I will be joining my hands with the team here in Electronic City, Bangalore. Will you be there or in your near-by area or wherever, please? Can we count on your support and active participation?


Now an e-trash for the theme, ‘FREE’.


After 64 years of Independence, are we free? I think we are not… and life of a common person is worse than a prisoner. I have heard that during the British era there were no corruptions but now what to type. I am ashamed to live in this corruption world for 24 years, if I would born before our Independence I would have at least fought for our Independence but today I can’t even do that. If I even type a single name here then they would file a defamation case on me for questioning a pure Indian (really?) or they would have requested Google to remove it from the search engine. (Proof)

Hope we still remember that we live in a democratic country but where is democracy? We are growing in terms of infrastructure, education, lifestyle, glamour, style, entertainment, market, and what not. But are we really free? If you look at the scenario today, (priority in the reverse order) the prices of gold, petrol, diesel, cooking gas & rice are going up, richer is getting richest and poor are getting poorer. People like us, who are neither rich nor poor, are at the same level. We have reached the moon but yet there are many homes where a girl child is not been accepted. Women have reached to the status by becoming a doctor, politician, police etc but why still they are considered as something else, still daily newspaper publish new about rapes and molestation of women. Child labour is still seen in India. There are many more major issues in our country, sitting in an AC odc's, as software professional it is easy to write on any issues but is it easy to live a life like them or to help them.


We flash news of Mumbai terrorist attacks, Sai Baba treasure, and Sri Padmanabhaswamy Temple treasure for a day or two but aren’t we the culprits? Speaking about an incident for a day or two and then resuming our works? What are the steps taken by us? Aren’t we our self-responsible for it? Cruel intentions of external and internal people are because of the injustice, races discrimination, and politics and narrow mindless of the old tradition like sati, dowry, domestic violence, poverty that is existing in our country even today. The corruption, the imbalance of society, political games, religious divisions and unawareness of rights is dropping one side of our country in a gutter. On this 65th year of Independence WE INDIAN’S, request every individual in India to wake up. Let’s come together and makes this place a better place to live.

Don’t just buy a flag to pin up on your sleeve or on the collar, put up in your car, tables, house, office and living rooms or wherever but put the feeling, ‘I am an Indian’ in your heart right now and start thinking to live in corruption free India. On 15th August 2011, we will celebrate the successful completion of 64 years of Indian Government and they call it as Independence Day but I won’t because according to my heart I still don’t have. India is not free. In fact, India is going further and further away from freedom.


Here are few lines about Corruption in India, edited version :-) Original Source (Wikipedia):

The neutrality of this article is disputed. Please see the discussion on the talk page. Please do not remove this message until the dispute is resolved. (June 2011)

Political and bureaucratic corruption in India is major concerns. A 2005 study conducted by Transparency International in India found that more than 45% of Indians had first-hand experience of paying bribes or influence peddling to get jobs done in public offices successfully. Transparency International estimates that truckers pay US$5 billion in bribes annually. In 2010, India was ranked 87th out of 178 countries in Transparency International's Corruption Perceptions Index.

Although former Prime Minister and Congress party leader Indira Gandhi has quoted as saying that corruption is a misuse of power, she also publicly stated "nonchalantly" that "corruption was a global phenomenon" and her government was no different. Successive central governments and members of India's famous Nehru-Gandhi political dynasty have often been accused most of corruption and amassing illegal wealth among India's political class. The year 2011 has proved to be a watershed in the public tolerance of political corruption in India, with widespread public protests and movements led by social activists against corruption and for the return of illegal wealth stashed by politicians and businesspersons in foreign banks over the six decades since independence.


India tops the list for black money in the entire world with almost US$1456 billion in Swiss banks (approximately USD 1.4 trillion) in the form of black money. According to the data provided by the Swiss Banking Association Report (2006), India has more black money than the rest of the world combined. To put things in perspective, Indian-owned Swiss bank account assets are worth 13 times the country’s national debt

“The recent scams involving unimaginably big amounts of money, such as the 2G spectrum scam, are well known. It is estimated that more than trillion dollars are stashed away in foreign havens, while 80% of Indians earn less than 2$ per day and every second child is malnourished. It seems as if only the honest people are poor in India and want to get rid of their poverty by education, emigration to cities, and immigration, whereas all the corrupt ones, are getting rich through scams and crime. Many of the biggest scandals since 2010 have involved very high levels of government, including Cabinet Ministers and Chief Ministers, such as in the 2G spectrum scam and the Adarsh Housing Society Scam.

India is corrupted everywhere right from Property registration, Tendering processes and awarding contracts, Medicine in Government Hospitals, Income tax Department, Illegal mining in India, Judiciary, Armed forces, Media bias, Religious institutions and everywhere.


Social welfare worker Anna Hazare has led a movement to compel the Indian Government to notify the Committee for the implementation of the Lokayukta against corruption as an independent body and also giving enough powers to the Lokayukta to also receive corruption complaints against politicians, bureaucrats and even sitting judges. Anna Hazare has achieved this big success through his non-violence measures like fasting till death at the Jantar Mantar place in Delhi Capital City of India . The public also gave nation-wide support to Anna Hazare in his demand for strong and tough anti-corruption law.

India Against Corruption is a movement created by a citizens from a variety of professions and statuses to work against corruption in India. It is currently headed by Anna Hazare. Jaago Re! One Billion Votes is an organization originally founded by Tata Tea and Janaagraha to increase youth voter registration. They have since expanded their work to include other social issues, including corruption. Association for Social Transparency, Rights And Action (ASTRA) is an NGO focused on grass-roots work to fight corruption in Karnataka. One organization, the Lok Satta Movement, has transformed itself from a civil organization to a full-fledged political party, the Lok Satta Party. The party has fielded candidates in Andrha Pradesh, Tamil Nadu, and Bangalore. In 2008, it obtained its first elected post, when Jayaprakash Narayan won the election for the Kukatpally Assembly Constituency in Andrha Pradesh. Anti corruption is a website that is very popular among people who wants to report a bribe they were forced to give. It also gives various reports on corruption basis the information presented to them by the people. Ejanmat is a site which carries out a voting between the government and Anna Hazare's version of Janlokpal bill. According to a report by KPMG, "high-level corruption and scams are now threatening to derail the country's credibility and [its] economic boom"



Hope you read the edited version of the corruption tale of Wikipedia. I have a poem for so-called Free India..

She was happily smiling before the storm,
invaded her country!
Is that the salt, precious stones or desert sands...?
Never know! But how they invaded so easily!
Gandhiji, Nehruji and many,
fought with the storm to set her free!
But today they have gone,
and spirits have gone low even in some old eyes!
Do we still remember the vision of the struggle for freedom?
or it just stays as a word in our vocabulary?
We have seen India as a slave to the storm,
but what is the difference after independence?
Our politicians are ruling us,

we had fight with others (British),
but how can we fight with our own ones?
Where do we find people like Nehru, Gandhi and Kamaraj?
Instead, we see trash in the green well!
Though the faces change every five years,
We still can see nowhere, no work, no peace, no dedication!
Instead, they just dig the country treasure,
and save them as red treasure in foreign banks!
The white shit's divide us in the name of God.
Have seen this in my eyes, I can imagine,
What it would be for the next generation!
Before dawn, awake once again, stay clean,
and help to clean the white shit’s!

Bring back the treasure that lies miles away,
to glorify the India as it was before the storm!
Don’t just discuss about topics on internet about nation
Dare to ask the government about our rights!
Don’t just say we are a proud Indian
instead, feel proud in eradicating the corruption!
Don’t just divide in the name of religion/language
Instead, live as an Indian in your heart!
Just do not sacrifice one day, but at least one hour per day,
to clean, clear and bring back the sweetness to her!
Let her stay in peace if not today, tomorrow or may be in future,
Let mother India smile to see the new Free India!

Finally, I have a question, ‘Are we really free?’

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The fellow Blog-a-Tonics who took part in this Blog-a-Ton and links to their respective posts can be checked here. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton. Happy Independence Day!

I whole-heartedly thank every single individual who read this post completely. Thanks for your time and I hope you will consider the appeal and will participate in India Against Corruption Movement.

Copyrights:
Images:
Mahatma Gandhi - Google
India - Generated using Java Script.
Comments - SiS
Words:
Love Sharing?
Corruption Tale - Wikipedia
Facts - Corruption Inida
Poems & Reflections - SiS

July 29, 2011

Our review of Few Miles follows ~ Indian Top Blogs & IndiBlogger Contest Winner !


It is sweet to learn about our blog from one of the review expert and if it from Indian Top Blogs then it is tastier than many sweets. Here is what they have said about ‘Few Miles’.

Our review of Few Miles follows:

• You have used a very clean template for the blog.
• The thin titlebar with well written title and the cute graphic are excellent and so are the horizontal bars above and below it.
• The slide show is charming; your selection of photos too is fine.
• Your use of 'jump beak'/ read more to keep posts small works very well.
• Photos and sketches complement the text content well in your posts.
• You have used slide show to show your awards and recognistions. It looks good as well as saves space. Similarly, you have put the certificates from competition blogs down in the page. Fine enough.
• The light background to the posts helps in separating them from the sidebar and each other. Fine again.
• You are a prolific blogger and you engage well with commenters. Excellent!

Now a few points for your consideration:

• At least one of the photos in the top slide show leads to a dead end.
• The soft colored text looks good but has rather poor readability. We recommend that you keep the main text of posts black. If not, raise the font size by one pt and/or make it bold.
• Your description of SiS appears a bit too long. It is also lengthening the side bar beyond the end of the last post. Do consider reducing it a bit.
• Though all the widgets that you have put in the sidebar seem to serve a purpose, think of removing a couple of them if you can. In case you feel like ageeing to that, remember that the two last scrolling widgets should not be alongside a post; they will irritate the reader. To that extent, it is good that they are hanging much down the page.
• One small but important issue with your blog is that your reader has to cope with three identities: the url, your pen name and the blog title. We leave it to you to sort that out. Let us suggest one way that will at least reduce it by one: the title could be Few Miles and a sub-title can go under it like this - musings from Someone is Special.
• The Alexa review of yuor blog is missing! It is linked in two places.

Overall, yours is a fine blog and we are including it in the Directory of Best Indian Blogs. Congrats!
Happy blogging!


Thank you so much for your sweet review. I will surely consider your feedback.. If you wish to get your blog reviewed then stop by Indian Top Blogs and get your blog reviewed.. SmileS..

I love to share the happy news of winning the IndiBlogger 'Take Flight With Colour Contest'.. Happy Man and here is the beautiful badge sent by IndiTeam.


July 11, 2011

Thank 'U'...


The hearts praying for my DAD's Good Health is GOD to me.. So, I see many God's here and everywhere... Today is the Day I was waiting for, ‘My Dear Dad is getting discharged from hospital’, HAPPY MAN…. Thanks for your prayers and blessings for my dad here on ‘Will my life be colorful ?’ post.

Thank you God’s…


Don’t shed tears when you have a problem,
because tears is never a solution;
Don’t feel down when you have no solution,
because solutions are hidden within prayers;
Don’t feel confused when you have no one,
because God’s are humans with good heart;
and I see many here on my blog,
Now, with no need of tears,
for the upcoming years,
Stay Smiling…
Happy Colorful Days are back…

As I said, I see many God’s here and this incident reminds me of this Tamil Poem, “Yathum Oorae Yavarum Kelir ~ Kaniyan Punkunranar”, he articulated this song 3000 years ago in Purananuru.

யாதும் ஊரே; யாவரும் கேளிர்;
தீதும் நன்றும் பிறர்தர வாரா;
நோதலும் தணிதலும் அவற்றோ ரன்ன;
சாதலும் புதுவது அன்றே; வாழ்தல்
இனிதுஎன மகிழ்ந்தன்றும் இலமே; முனிவின்,
இன்னா தென்றலும் இலமே; ‘மின்னொடு
வானம் தண்துளி தலைஇ, ஆனாது
கல்பொருது இரங்கும் மல்லற் பேர்யாற்று
நீர்வழிப் படூஉம் புணைபோல, ஆருயிர்
முறைவழிப் படூஉம்’ என்பது திறவோர்
காட்சியின் தெளிந்தனம் ஆகலின், மாட்சியின்
பெரியோரை வியத்தலும் இலமே;
சிறியோரை இகழ்தல் அதனினும் இலமே.

எட்டுத்தொகை நூல்களில் ஒன்றாகிய
புறநானூறு. 192 - பாடியவர்: கணியன் பூங்குன்றன்

Here is my translation of this beautiful poem…


I am a world citizen; Every citizen is our relatives;
Be it good or bad; it is not from others;
and so pain & and its solution;
Death is not at all new, and we neither
feel proud to live, nor
feel distress to end; Like the
rainfall from the sky after a heavy lightening,
thunderstorm, though it is clean and colorless, after touching
the earth, it takes the color and quality of the place it falls,
and mixes with river, sea and ocean.
Our life also takes the shape depending upon the circumstances
and these facts are realized & understood by the learned elders,
Hence we don't flatter them as privileged; and more than that
We don't snuff the underprivileged!

From ~ Purananuru Poet ~ Kaniyan Punkunranar

See what former Indian President Abdul Kalam have said about this Poem…


PS: I am sharing, "Thank you God's' Poem with Jingle Poetry ~ Potluck ~ Theme: Free Verse

June 26, 2011

~ Will my life be colourful? ~


This post have won in Take Flight With Color Contest organized by IndiBlogger in association with HP (LaserJet Printer ~ colours your Business and Life). I thank all the sweethearts for selecting my post as one of the winning entries. Thank you for your prayers, votes and wishes.. Happy Man.. Thank you thank you thank you...

I was sitting outside the scan room waiting for my dad to come out. Life was dark and black from last Friday (17-06-2011). But then... how colourful it was before? I silently closed my eyes and revisited my sweet colourful memories.


My sweet family is richer than richest in love and affection but yet to grow in monetary values. It consists of five flowers, first my dad 'Mr. Murugan' working as a painter, my mom 'Mrs. Meenakshi Murugan' a perfect homemaker, my elder sister 'Priya Arun' she is married and a perfect homemaker and my younger brother, ‘Raja' pursuing his B.Sc in Nautical Science. Although I am in Bangalore, my bro in his college hostel, my sister in her home and my parents in our home, whenever we meet it was fun, smiles, happiness and colourful altogether. This is my sweet home which had seen all our smiles and colourful moments of life right from the moment I was born until last Friday.

It is a big list and I love to mention a few...

Da-daddy ‘I learnt A,B,C’ showing my slate to my sweet dad and mom

Daddy, ‘First Rank’ I shouted showing my U.K.G report card to my dad and mom

‘2 x 5 =’ 10, I smiled happily after answering my dad correctly

‘Thanks dad for the pencil’... I was much excited about writing with ‘Natraj Pencil’

‘Daddy, my sweet bro’... I exclaimed touching my mom’s stomach, they said not to dream about bro as God only knows the gender of the child but I strongly said the baby will be a boy baby and as I believed, my sweet bro touched this earth on March 31, 1993.

‘aww, my bro and my sis are the sweetest person in this world’ I exclaimed now and then

‘The luckiest person in the world is ...’ I happily shouted after completing my fifth Standard Annual Exams.

‘ahooooooooooo... today my Sweet sister scored 481 in X Standard Public Examination (School First, State 10th)... Wow’ I said proudly to this world
‘It is my turn to register my name and I did so by scoring centum in Mathematics X Standard Public Exams’


‘I got a merit seat in one of the top university of India’... I was happy man then.

‘Aww... I got selected in Campus Interview’, it was proud moment for my dad and Mom... Awww...

‘Wow, today I received my first salary. This Sms is an acknowledgement... Wow...” I exclaimed...

‘Bro, you did it’ I congratulated him when he managed to get seat for Nautical Science (his dream).

‘Wow, my niece scored 492/500, State Fifth (X Standard Public Examination)

And it goes on...

Uncountable sweet colourful moments in my life and SmileS, as I say I was enjoying every single moment in my sweet of journey called ‘Life’ and its reflections is my blog, ‘Few Miles’, a colourful love blog. It has seen many colourful moments right from the moment I first started this blog and here are few of those..



I was happily dreaming about my life, and they planned to get me married, Life was colourful but when my dad went down to earth with abdominal pain. My heart stopped for a minute, and he was taken to the hospital where he was first given treatment to control the unbearable pain. Later doctors doubted about the possibility of any tumour in stomach, so we were advised for endoscopy, which revealed the truth, and on different scans and tests, they confirmed that my sweet father who brought me up in life with all pain is suffering from carcinoma in large intestine.

I never thought this would happen to my dad but… God made it happen… I am so disturbed from the moment I heard this. I’m void, my life is dark and black, and with pain all around me, I could just shed blood from my pen.


and here is a poem for my dad (I penned this on Father’s Day)...



O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time; you first embraced me and said,
“You are my gift and nothing can equal my happiness”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time when I first uttered “apppaaa” ~ “daddy) and I know
“You love me a lot and nothing can equal your love”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time when I held your hands and tried to walk, you said
“You are my world and one day you will be the king of this world”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time when I first went to school crying, you said
“You are my son and you will make me proud one day”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time; you taught me cycling and said,
“You are the best, and you will succeed in all your endeavours”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time when I scored centum in State Examination, and you said
“You made me proud my son”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time; you advised me to take good care of myself and learn English in college
“You are the king and you will prove you to this world”

O my Dear Dad,
I remember the time when I first left home to a new world, and you said
“You are a neonate, take care of yourself”

O my Dear Dad,
Today I’m here, tears are my friend, God is my only hope and I wish
“You should be alright soon”

Before taking leave, I request all of you to pray for my DAD, and wish him good wishes as Monday, he is gonna to be operated (Carcinoma ~ SUPRA MAJOR OPERATION BY WHIPPLE PROCEDURE). I wish and pray to God that he should be fine after this operation. So please pray for my DAD to get well soon.

and will my life be colourful as it was before last Friday? Will this Monday bring back the colours to my life???

Updates (click here):

27-06-2011 ~ 20:15 ~ I wholeheartedly thank all the lovable hearts who prayed for my DAD’s Operation. It was one of the major operation that happened in the hospital (9:00 HRS), because they have to remove some parts of large intestine and mouth of pancreas which were affected by cancer cells. He is fine now, they have kept him in ventilation, and he will be in ICU for the next three days. Please PRAY for him to recover soon. Thank you All for your BLESSINGS.

28-06-2011 ~ 19:01 ~ Hmmm… I spoke with my DAD today, ‘Dad’, ‘I am fine Son. I don’t have any pain and I hope I will be shifted to normal ward soon. Is Mom there?’ he spoke for one minute, but I suggested him to speak less ~ Happy Man ~ PRAY FOR HIM

29-06-2011 ~ 18:18 ~ Thanks for all your Prayers.. Dad is recovering soon..

01-07-2011 ~ 22:36 ~ Thanks for your Prayers.. His digestive system is functioning properly ~ Happy Man

06-07-2011 ~ 11:30 ~ Thank God, Dad is now shifted to normal ward

11-07-2011 ~ 06:00 ~ The Day I was waiting for... My Dad will be discharged from hospital by EOD

The hearts praying for my DAD's Good Health is GOD to me.. So, I see many God's here, and Everywhere...

and I am sharing this post with IndiBlogger ‘Take Flight With Colour’ Contest in association with HP (LaserJet Printer ~ colours your Business and Life).

Thank you so much for your prayers... Today Dad is getting discharged from hospital.. Happpy Mannn....... I Thank and Owe IndiBlogger for helping to reach as many hearts as possible with this contest. Thank IndiBloggerji and all the hearts praying for my DAD's Good Health. Thanks and if you wish, promote this post on IndiBlogger


PS: The poem is shared with Thursday Poets Rally ~ Week 47

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