Family Trip

A trip to Vailakanni with my parents and sibling to see the Mother of good health.

The Little Princess!!

Ever held a rose bud wrapped in a cloth?

Ever touched it?

Ever seen people run about in elation on seeing it?

Ever seen adults blush?

It was one of those moments, I didn't want to see dew on a the rose bud.

Yes it was cute little baby in my arms...

I saw her parents and grand parents run and laugh in joy.

yes it was three years ago...

Then I saw her grow.. sit up.. stand... and beautifully toddle.

Its was magic to hear her initial words.

I can still hear you calling me "athai". I' ve loved watching you doze off and sleep on my lap

You were one of those lovely little ones who imitated my gestures.

you were the one whom I dared to carry without a diaper. You are the one who has pissed the max no of times on my lap. You snatched away ur toys from me.. You took away plates if I ate food..

Vow I was your play time rival...

You have great responsibilities growing up as a girl, a daughter to my anna...

I always thought and I wanted to be your soul mate when you grow up.

The person to whom a girl can talk what she does not want to talk to her mother and father..

For I know what is it to be a daughter to your dad.

Good and Bad times created distance between us...

I am just praying and wishing all happiness and good health paapu... 

You will have a great year ahead..

Read, Write, Play and Enjoy lots...

Hugs and Kisses

Happy Birthday Paapu 

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Ephemeral!!

I thought I would be carried along , no I was thrown..
I wasn't a hanky.. just a paper tissue.
I thought I was meant to write something worthy...
I was not preferred for I leaked and soiled fingers
my ink dried, and I was not refilled.
... Just a fountain pen.
I thought I was valuable
No.. the gift was worthy....
I was just the wrapper covering it...
I carried your precious one's medicine
I was worth only when you were able to pour out something from me..
Just a plastic bottle.
I was at the most accessible space
I held your kid's yummy baby food...
I was important only till the food lasted. Thrown off for I occupied space.
Just an aluminum tin.
I was colorful, fragrant, lovable, beautiful, admirable, travelled to the alter... Was adored.
Was just a flower that lasted a day
I thought I left a void....
I was soon replaced.:'(

Am I worth only that?

I thought I was picked up to add value
I was put off hurriedly...
I was happy that I was made fresh
Realised late that it was only for a hot dip in oil...
I was happy that I was accepted the way I was
Worried for I was meant only to decorate..
Was happy when I thought there was somebody accompanying
I thought I was worth even more...
Alas!! That was my journey to the bin.
-Curry leaf

Bliss!!

Blessed are you , If you could add meaning to a person's life by a small act.
Blessed are you , If you could bring a smile to a bruised soul
Blessed are you , If you could make someone's day...
Blessed are you, If you expressed gratitude without saying thanks.
Blessed are you, If you could prove that you deserved the little you gift handed over to you.

Thanking god for this talented chap who made my day with a sketch painted with a crayon set i gifted.
These sketches brought a smile and made my day!! As i always say "You deserve the best in life"

Still a dream !! A dreamer

My dream castle is yet to be built. Bricks are yet be bought
Laziness has won...
I still keep admiring bloggers and keep wishing to become one... Hoping to make it soon...
Happy about something... I read more than what i was doing when I made the previous post.

Thanks to my friend Sivaranjani whom I've always found reading something or the other.
For the time period close to two years that we spent together, I remember she would have read at least 50 books. She read fiction, non fiction and self help books. She reads both Tamil and English.She was my first inspiration to read.. Then there was another girl Priyanka, who read only crime, thriller and only fiction.
Of all the girls I met in that hostel in 4 years of stay these two different from the lot.
Definitely inspiring.. determined.. definitely with a goal in mind.
They spoke less.. Listened more..Laughed less..Smiled more...

I've always admired them a lot... They left a mark which cannot be erased...

Wish I could read more and at least begin to write..
Struggling hard..........

You're Mine

Recently i read "A 30 second story".
I reflected on the story several times that day and the days that follwed until this minute.
Felt that was specially meant for me.
Those 30 seconds touched me a lot.

This is the outcome of that impact.

I've been in the habit of shouting at people(or my close ones) when I am angry.
I shout when i am not heard or when i want to be heard.
I shout when i am helpless and my loved ones take time time to point out my mistake instead of helping my way out.
I shout when I am badly in need of some extra love and care and my need is ignored.
I shout to bring my people out of the dumbness in their reaction... when I very well know they can do much better.
At times , I shout at them for no reason... i want them to know that something/somebody has upset me badly.

May be i had not taken time to tell you all why I yelled at you .
I've always wanted you to understand thatit is one of the above reason that I am screaming.. and I never articulated why.
BUt this story brought it to a stop or at least reduced it considerably.

Here it is...Your 30 seconds!!
http://paulocoelhoblog.com/2012/01/09/30-sec-reading-why-do-we-shout-in-anger/

A master asked his disciples:
‘Why do we shout in anger? Why do people shout at each other when they are upset?’


the disciples thought for a while, and one of them said
‘Because we lose our calm, we shout for that.’
‘But, why to shout when the other person is just next to you? ‘Isn’t it possible to speak to him or her with a soft voice? Why do you shout at a person when you’re angry?’
The disciples gave him some other answers but none satisfied the master.


Finally he explained:
‘When two people are angry at each other, their hearts distance a lot. To cover that distance they must shout to be able to hear each other. The angrier they are, the stronger they will have to shout to hear each other through that great distance.’


Then the master asked:
‘What happens when two people fall in love? They don’t shout at each other but talk softly, why? Because their hearts are very close. The distance between them is very small…’


And he concluded:
‘When they love each other even more, what happens?
‘They do not speak, only whisper and they get even closer to each other in their love.


‘Finally they even need not whisper, they only look at each other and that’s all. That is how close two people are when they love each other.’

I dedicate this to two people i Love the most in my life and at whome I shout the worst..
Did i forget to mention something here..
Ha ha..Yes..
These two people take all liberty to shout/yell/scream/scold..just for one reason
They say "Your're Mine".

Here I conclude, I dont want to distance myself from you for those few seconds too..