Saturday, November 28, 2015

Angels of Death, Fighting for a Freedom


Photo Courtesy: Google Images 

While the debate of intolerance‬ is making waves and we hear suicide incidents over baseless arguments for statements made by celebrities or politicians, my heart goes out with high respect for these young ‪Kurdish‬ women who take weapons to fight against injustice and slavery, seeking freedom of women and their country from the ruthless ISIS terrorists.

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They refer to each other as Comrades and march shoulder-to-shoulder to curb the advances of these ruthless militants who are slowly infecting the entire globe calling it a fight for their rights while adopting cruel, inhuman ways to kill. These barbarous men have a good support of their so called friends who surface as their enemies to the Rest of the world.
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The girls are courageous and most of them seem to leave their homes in their early teens for a bigger cause, to fight for freedom and die as a martyr than having to die each day as victims in the hands of ruthless militants.
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They are fearless while taking up guns and shooting their enemies. These young comrades spread the message of humanity and with to protect their society from evil.
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They are very much like us I say. Their smile is pure and infectious. Their passion is to win the war and save their country. They sing, dance, play and wish for the good of innocent lives and believe that women have the power to send these evil doers to hell.
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While we talk about fashion or movies with a smart phone for entertainment since we all live a carefree life, let us a take a moment to SALUTE the spirit of these Kurdish women and similar comrades who carry a weapon, who are always on alert to strike back at their enemy for their safety as well as of others.
I believe the wave of intolerance can be respected in here than in any other context as in present times.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

In Pursuit Of Love, Peace and Calm


In Pursuit of Being Busy:
Stepping out of the home, with eyes glued on to your watch
Walking past the green trees, lost in the thoughts of the day’s schedule
Standing by the Bus Stop, fretting and fuming when you seem to have missed a bus
Travelling in the peak traffic hours and believing that you will be late for office/college
Entering your office/college  running , panting and focused to save at least few minutes of the delay

In Pursuit of Gratitude:
Stepping out of the home and thanking the Sun and the Breeze
Walking past the green trees awaiting your attention to flaunt their colorful flowers in Joy
Standing by the Bus stop, watching a car stop midway in the traffic patiently, for a stranded mongreal to cross
Travelling in the peak traffic hours and reading a book or listening to soothing music or meditate
Entering your office/college with a smile of having seen the beautiful garden, colorful butterflies and the dragonflies

It is the same situation each day and we cannot change it. All that will matter is the switch of Attitude. Nature blesses you with Wishes each day. Observe and relax as you Receive these Happiness all for FREE.  This will perhaps help you lead your hectic or stressful day with peace within and a smile. Try it to Believe!!

Tuesday, September 1, 2015

100 Gratitude Reasons...


1.
        Thank you for a life.
2.       Thank you for the best parents.
3.       Thank you for a good family.
4.       Thank you for the best good friends for life.
5.       Thank you for the lovely experiences.
6.       Thank you for good health.
7.       Thank you for a cheerful face.
8.       Thank you for my eyes.
9.       Thank you for fingers to type.
10.   Thank you for feet to feel the ground.
11.   Thank you for my 2 nephews.
12.   Thank you for the best education @ best school in Telco.
13.   Thank you for the enhanced degree @ best college in Calicut and Cochin.
14.   Thank you for the sense of love and care.
15.   Thank you for the peaceful sleep at night.
16.   Thank you for an elder sister.
17.   Thank you for the good humans in life.
18.   Thank you for my honest and impressive smile.
19.   Thank you for my lovely short and silky hair.
20.   Thank you for my tastebuds to help relish food.
21.   Thank for my ears to hear happy and positive things.
22.   Thank you for the rising Sun and the sunlight in my life.
23.   Thank you for the Sunset that promises to keep good things near me and others at bay.
24.   Thank you for helping me travel safely to workplace and back home.
25.   Thank you for the miracle of happiness called humanity.
26.   Thank you for the best friends in life to count on.
27.   Thank you for making me financially stable cos it’s the greatest blessing.
28.   Thank you for making me happy that I am alive.
29.   Thank you for my dreams and helping me realize them
30.   Thank you for cheerful people around me.
31.   Thank you for a life partner.
32.   Thank you for a loving heart.
33.   Thank you for the pure air to breath in and out.
34.   Thank you for the best of experience in my academic career.
35.   Thank you for the spiritual guru ‘Sai Baba’ in my life.
36.   Thank you for revealing me to “The Secret”.
37.   Thank you for the wonderful people in my life.
38.   Thank you for the peaceful sleep at night.
39.   Thank you for reasons to smile in life.
40.   Thank you for the best of simple food.
41.   Thank you for the ways to show me to higher career.
42.   Thank you for the lovely music that makes me smile.
43.   Thank you for my gratitude thoughts each day.
44.   Thank you for helping me attract positive people.
45.   Thank you for helping me with money to live each day happily.
46.   Thank you for the romantic thoughts that nourish my love life.
47.   Thank you for keeping me healthy and happy in mind each day.
48.   Thank you for healing me of any illness soon with a smile.
49.   Thank you for my communication skill that is power.
50.   Thank you for all the lovely surprises.
51.   Thank you for the strength to withstand the world alone.
52.   Thank you for the creative tag that sails me on.
53.   Thank you for the chocolates and sweets.
54.   Thank you for the power to see the good things in life.
55.   Thank you for the power to dream big and achieve my goals.
56.   Thank you for the food to eat and the home to sleep.
57.   Thank you for the faith the confidence within.
58.   Thank you for the travel destinations beginning with Bangalore.
59.   Thank you for the ways to feel happy and loved.
60.   Thank you for giving me a happy face.
61.   Thank you for the words to express my thoughts.
62.   Thank you for the healing power of Reiki.
63.   Thank you for the love and respect from strangers I meet.
64.   Thank you for helping me pass Divine message to my dear ones .
65.   Thank you for the healthy breakfast, lunch, snacks and dinner.
66.   Thank you for keeping me safe and protected Gaurdian Angels
67.   Thank you for introducing the spiritual healers.
68.   Thank you for helping me spread the message of love.
69.   Thank you for making me feel special each day.
70.   Thank you for the twinkling stars that guide my route.
71.   Thank you for the Moon who makes me happy.
72.   Thank you for the Sun to brighten my day with positivity.
73.   Thank you for the water that purifies my body and soul.
74.   Thank you for the safe travels each day.
75.   Thank you for the wind that calms and soothes my senses.
76.   Thank you for the shelter to protect me with care.
77.   Thank you for fulfilling my wish as a lone traveler.
78.   Thank you for making me the reason for people’s smile once a while.
79.   Thanks for the greetings conveyed by my dear ones every day.
80.   Thank you for the electricity that helps me work effortlessly.
81.   Thank you for the wonderful Nature and lake I see everyday
82.   Thank you for the gift of writing that earns me a livelihood.
83.   Thanks for the colorful flowers I get to see everyday
84.   Thanks for the humble and cheerful people I meet each day.
85.   Thanks for the rains to cool mother earth.
86.   Thanks for the beautiful clouds that sail in the sky.
87.   Thanks for the Himalayas, the land of the sages wisdom.
88.   Thanks for the sacred rivers like Ganga, Yamuna and Saraswati.
89.   Thanks for the architectural marvels in India and abroad.
90.   Thanks for my inclination towards humanity.
91.   Thanks for the power to help my parents financially.
92.   Thanks for the ghazals that mesmerize my soul.
93.   Thanks for the helpful people who come each day as an angel.
94.   Thanks for the sight of the playful puppies each day.
95.   Thanks for the calm while handling a harsh situation.
96.   Thanks for the senses of sight, hearing and speaking.
97.   Thanks for the compassionate heart that connects to like-hearted people.
98.   Thanks for the love of the Divine and messages.
99.   Thanks for the innocent smiles of small children.
100.                        Thanks for making me a helper to serve others unconditionally
 

Tuesday, June 9, 2015

No Stardom Required.

Tring! Tring! The newspaper is coasted in. Gautam gently gazed at the main door and then resumed sipping his cup of tea. Quite absorbed in the rhythm and tune of the sarod. He has not mastered in music ever but he has a very sharp ear when it comes to ragas. The music stopped but then Gautam seemed deeply involved that the sudden silence made no ripples in his absorbed posture. 

Finally, the silence broke with the sound of the telephone. No options but to get up and attend the call. He opened his eyes as if enlightened by a discourse, got up the chair and advanced to pick the call. Could have been a little fast, the phone stopped ringing, in vain probably. The day has begun hereon. 

He moves on. Changes the music to something more ‘rocking’. Lifts the newspaper and scans through it. Then finally gets glued to the stock market details. Huh! He raises his brow and then the very next moment, takes the remote kept at the tea poy. A random browse through the channels and finally settled for NDTV. The Breaking News Flashed-Satyam Scam exposed! So that’s going to be the next string for news channels to harp on. This is indeed a slight relief from the indecisive melodrama between Indo-Pak, hammering upon each other in the terrorist tug-of-war. 

Gautam scurried with the morning chores and left for his office. As usual he had managed to keep an apple to be munched when stuck in the traffic. Breakfast during breaks from driving! Persistent nagging over the phone did have some effect. From no time for breakfast, it was ‘breakfast in the car’. Gratitude completely goes to his mom of course.

After jostling in the traffic for an hour, he made it sharp on time. He waved a morning smile to all around and entered his cabin. He believes that a genuine smile would do good to onself and others. Perhaps the proportion varies. Well, he boasts of his charismatic smile wherever he goes. That’s his USP, they say. Ask him the secret, he would simply smile and say ‘smile naturally’. 

Takes his seat, keeps the wallet, his i-Pod and his mobile on the desk. Starts his lappy and begins with a short prayer. Gautam opens his mailbox. Well, well, he is going to have a pretty hectic day. With two client meets and a presentation to wind up for the evening. Alongside he has to call up the clients and vendors for price negotiations and follow upon agreed quotations. Well, it is all a breeze!

Recession and layoffs had actually affected the business by and large. The Board of Directors had tightened the policies and as such layoff was not operational. Amidst all fiasco, Gautam seems unaffected or rather deliberately unaware. He spreads calm and positive strokes all the time. Above all is his quick-witted jovial nature. Not even the security man is spared. Despite the managerial post that he beholds, his flexibility is incredible. He can dine with the elite and also stroll along with a colleague for a cup of tea at a kirana store. He would speak unpretentiously and that made him popular and liked.

These clients were a bit late. Punctuality remains confined to a bold mention in the code of disciplines in business. But then, some clients have a freedom to outdo the norms. Specifically, those contributing a great deal in the company’s turnover and profit. Gautam would be given such clients because he truly had a thick skin to handle them. Had it be any other person, the business would have suffered huge losses without the backup from such clients.

His calm nature and intelligent business propositions would leave no room for the clients but to agree to the company’s pricing quotation, at times after a bit of negotiations. He did manage to spare some time to hog some heavy luncheon. Well, he does believe in healthy nourishment to the body and mind. Even though a little lazy about breakfast.

The scheduled presentation was postponed for the next day. Gautam was much more than grateful to have spared him for the day. There were chances for a heavy downpour so he thought leaving early would save him from getting sopped. He was lucky just half way. Had not the traffic been so horrendous that he could by no way beat the rain.

Opened the main door and then. As expected, the sneezing was well beyond a few counts. Even a slight drizzle would have wonderful and immediate effect upon him. He could not make it fast from his car-poach to his apartment. He dried his hair and changed to dry clothes. The sneeze subsided. The mobile rings. He was like, what a timing mom! He could never figure out the connection between his sneeze and his mother’s instant call. He would always ask her that how on earth would she know? He would get a sharp statement-coz am your mom son! That entertains no more doubts indeed.

As the night strolls in, Gautam had the other side to life. This one was different from his marketing guy persona. Not that all knew of this, except for a few. He had this separate room in his house which was not welcome to all. He was an artist in shadows. Nourishing the creative zeal in him was however a passion since some years. The thought of making this shadowed muse the mainstream would not bring in much revenue. So earn for a smart living and live the passion alongside. He has of course a stream of ardent readers who like his works – all under a pen name of course. Sounds very Bollywood script like though. Well, there’s no doubt from where these ‘original scripts’ emerge.Real life incidents turn reel life hits. Now that some directors are modest enough to accept that they are ‘inspired ’. Gautam feels blessed.

What is it that makes his articles, so very interesting? Simple, he writes features that would leave no option for readers but to smile. Yes, when he writes, he has just one goal in mind-‘Smile’. So when the goal is clear, he has just to find alternatives to reach it. Since, his innate nature is embellished in happiness so it just comes natural. The royalty that he earns of the sale goes to the charitable trust. So where marketing seems to be the mainstream to one’s earnings, there is always a secretive side of satiating the creativity and humanity with utmost humility. No stardom required.

Monday, June 8, 2015

A Nostalgic School Crush


A Crush usually has a limited span, I believe so. You cannot call it a serious affair by any chance, especially when there is just a fantacising attachment to it.

My school days have been the best of times. Our school library was a treasure house of books. Study books brought us marks or grades but the novels took us to a whole new fantasy world. Those have been the innocent days where dreams were stress relievers and CRUSHES were an incarnation to our in-depth desires and wishes. Thanks to the influence of the then Bollywood stars and the new comers. Shahrukh Khan, now who is predominantly called King Khan was then a heartthrob among the teenage girls.  Now even the guys woo him.

I was in my seventh grade and my recluse would be our School library. In those days, it was like, if you mention a guy for instance, it would affect the entire repute! Seems funny now, isn’t it? I recollect this incident when my friend who studied in another school came home to spend her weekend and also take my English notes.

Tia was all excited to tell me about her school crush. It was fun to listen to her changing crushes. It was some of our fond secrets. Tia narrated any incident quite dramatically and one would be focused on her expressions or dialogues. No wonder she chose a career as a theatre artist later. There was this Shahrukh look alike, not exactly but then all or rather she passed him for being so. His smile was so sweet and he looked cute.  Libraries as Bollywood promotes comes handy for watching crushes free of cost. He was a crush because she said she took her attention off her books to have a glimpse of him, rather his smile. Her then shy nature would never allow her to even think of talking to him as other girls of her class generally did. A distant admirer that she was, I said.

 It was a Saturday. She had to go to school for some seminar conducted by the literary club, a guest writer had been invited. There had been a slight drizzle that morning and her mother had handed the umbrella forcibly to ensure she reached back home dry than drenched. Others had left and Tia had a small chat with her teacher and then started back home. She stepped out of the school premises, when it started pouring.  She thanked her mom in her heart for handing her the umbrella. She was walking taking small quick steps to ensure that her shoes, socks and her tunic did not get wet. 

She heard sudden footsteps from behind. She did not bother, until they passed her. She held her breath and felt the chillness of the breeze pass by her entire body.  I sighed saying, too much of movie influence Tia. She smiled and I resumed listening. The raindrops on her spectacles had impaired the clarity in vision. She wiped her spectacles. He wasn’t far ahead. She walked faster to reach up to him. Holding her breath and not knowing what to do, she asked him that it’s raining and he was walking so casually without an umbrella. Perhaps it was the most stupid question to ask a guy, I told her but I empathized with her equally. He gave a glance slowly, gave his irresistible smile, nodded and waved bye. He hurried his steps as though he would be able to beat the rain and reach home faster.

Tia was so happy as if it had been a dream. Happiness of such sort, when unexpected things happen leaves you day-dreaming. Talking to your crush even though a few words when no one is around .Wow!! Tia felt so great of having initiated a talk and having made the most of the opportunity in her best way. It does not complete here.

A year later she saw him again. This time Tia hardly noticed him. He was walking under the shelter of an umbrella with his girlfriend. When she saw, she thought, there goes my smiling CRUSH. Perhaps the reason being it was nothing beyond a personification of our famous movie hero. Crush as the whole episode denotes lasts for few seconds.


Saturday, June 6, 2015

Shadows

She stood there near the meadows
Her eyes glued up onto the crawling shadows

The sky was heavy with a huge army of clouds 
Perhaps all that was needed was the lauds

The wind was moving on the double than swelter
She scurried fast to the nearest manmade shelter

A goat was tethered to a bamboo alongside a cow
They both were given some fresh hay to mow

There was an old man and the lemur watching the fields
Their brow reflected their concern over the months yields

Suddenly the big thunder scared them all
A mighty palm was tired and all set to fall

The intensity was even bigger and towards the dam
Huts were at stake as there was no prior warning damn

The crops had begun to witness the blossoming new leaves
When Mother Nature struck them hard with deep grieves

The water gushed through the canals furiously
She watched her favorite toy ‘Joyie’ floating curiously

The rain slowed and calmed. The girl saw the shadows disappear.










Thursday, April 23, 2015

In Search of Green


Mother goat stood wondering whether the new patch of land was worth grazing or was it yet another alluring trap. A trap to be one among those slaughtered every day to appease the human taste buds and be treated mercilessly. Anyways hunger calls first and so the goat took small measured steps to venture into the green paradise. Others followed in due course.

It was a bright sunny day and Timo, the Goatherd boy had brought the trip of goats off for a summer spree uphill. This time it was a new patch of land he chose for them, perhaps that is why they were a little hesitant away from the comfort zone. Timo stood at a distance watching his little lasses enjoy the fresh and soft grasses. Suddenly he felt a shiver followed by his own shriek.  Alas! He saw his goats running hither-thither, the grasses were long so some were stripping off. Timo tried hard to take charge of the situation and calm the little goats but in vain.  All he knew was a loud sound of a gun shot out of nowhere that made the little ones afraid.


At one point of time he started crying and praying for God’s help. Then out of nowhere came an old man who could hardly walk had not he held his broken stick tightly. He came and touched Timo’s shoulder and told him to calm down. He told Timo to close his eyes and say ‘I love you God. Please help my trip of goats attain calm and protect them from injury. I shall always protect them and be their savior.’ Timo was blank to think of any other way so he followed the instructions and offered his prayers.

While he was praying he felt a gentle breeze touch his eyes and what followed was absolute calm. He opened his eyes and saw himself and his goats grazing in their own pace in calm, but he could see any trace of that kind old man. He was sure that the old chap could not walk that fast for sure because of the rock speckled hill. He wished to thank him for his timely help. There was a cloud of white light that dimmed and paved way to sunshine a few seconds after opening his eyes.


Suddenly he was shaken by the bleak sound of one of mother goat and guess what! She was telling Timo, common master, take us to greener pastures. We are done here. Wake up and move. Timo stood bewildered. Was it his dream or an omen to tell him that he was guided by God in my entire journey? 

Amen! Time, the goatherd smiled and moved with head held high and heart full of gratitude.

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