Remembering

Reflections - Many colors of a Rainbow Initially when I decided to take up this challenge, I listed the topics that I will be writing every day.  But things turned tough for me as I could not find time to organize my ideas.  I had to manage household chores, help my daughter in her university exams, and  tight schedules at work. I had to snatch time during my lunch at work and complete the day's assignment. Usually, I always spare some time to read relevant content on the topic.  Unfortunately I could not spare much time to do my research.  I have to use the clues from the suggested topics for the letter of the day. Though I am not satisfied with whatever I have posted,  I could write something everyday without missing a day. This has triggered my silent muse to write, write, write and write.  Though I could not spare time to read all the posted blogs and check all the links in the Master list, I randomly read blogs every day; never forget to post my comments.  I felt

Zeal (noun): a feeling of strong eagerness in favor of a person or a cause Proverbs:  1) Too much zeal is a bad soldier who fires before the command. 2) Zeal is like fire: it needs both feeding and watching. 3) Too much zeal spoils everything. 4) Zeal is fit only for the wise but is found mostly in fools. 5) Blind zeal can only do harm. - German proverb

In our lives, we would have met so many people.  Only, a very few leave their impressions with us that constantly cherish our days whenever we feel low. This is a tribute to those people who helped me to realize my skills and be confident.  Thanks for being with me at a point of time when I needed support to be stable both mentally and physically. You made me accept life as it is and move forward.

In our life there are moments that could not be shared with anyone but have them buried deep inside our heart - invisible to everyone around us. Just like x+y=xy, happy and unhappy moments in the process of growing up into an adult, help us to build our personality. If you have added happy moments, you grow into a healthy individual who is confident, happy, and strong at mind. If you have added unhappy moments, you grow into an individual who lacks confidence, unhappy and weak at heart. If you are lucky to go through both happy and unhappy moments, in equal shares, in your life, that will help you to be a person with a better personality who knows to manage all situations in life. Still, there are delicate moments, an individual has to face on a day. These delicate moments may shatter their minds, smash their confidence level, and make them suspect everyone around them. Pertaining to the news that circulate in the media at present, children are not safe at levels. Th

Is it not true we get old with the every ticking second? No one could deny this fact that we grow old every day. Yet there is something undeniable - we can present ourselves young and healthy. Once my daughter wondered at my choice of sarees and replied curtly that I must look like her mom and not like a grand-ma. Though one’s appearance may be deceptive, still the world looks at people who brighten the space with their presence and win everyone’s appreciation. When I compare how I looked two decades ago, and how I look now there is a vast difference. Certainly, there are some rules I followed that lifted my confidence and made me look graceful. Even though the world acclaims people for their knowledge and word power, still your appearance counts more. Healthy diet is the important key that can help you look young and healthy. Fresh vegetables, fruits and nuts must be there as a major part of your diet. Taking carrot juice every day helps you to have a sh

Virtual presence, to be online, brought the ultimate change in my life.  After I uploaded my poems both in Tamil and English,  it brought readership - that acknowledged my potential.  It gave me the confidence that helped me to move ahead.  Posting poems with relevant pictures became a routine for me for more than three years. I am sharing some of those poems that tells to the world, I am Virtually Yours.

I was happy and content reading books during my school/college days. Apart from reading, I would listen to radio. Interaction with other people was much less/minimum. I always preferred to be alone so that I can read or write without any disturbance. This made me a person who wrote more but speak less. I never asked any questions but answered only questions from others; this attitude made me an introvert. In a society where they judged girls with their physical appearance rather than their brains, I was a total failure. People questioned if I could cook rather than if I could write better. Writing was considered to be the worst choice and relatives sarcastically chuckled with daring comments that would make you feel dumb and disheartened. Though I could not resist my thirst to write more and more, I never wanted them to be printed in books and get published. Writing helped me to feel confident, creative and happy always. Every afternoon, I would sit under the s

I fondly remember our childhood days when my mother used to sing melodiously the Tamil song "Theeratha-vilayattu-pillai" in which the famous poet Bharathiyar imagines himself to be the Lady Love and Lord Krishna to be the lover. In that innocent age, I could feel the presence of Lord Krishna at home and bask in the eternal blessings. Soul captured, I would love to repeat those lines again and again and marvel at the bliss that filled our home with happiness. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eukHv4p6RwU https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yz3nu33-h-A I have given the link where you can read the translation of the tamil poem. The English translation may help you to understand what the poem is about, but listening to this melodious song will help any listener to enjoy the bliss of being one with Lord Krishna. http://translationsofsomesongsofcarnticmusic.blogspot.in/2010/04/theeratha-vilayattu-pillai.html I grew up into a girl who was a staunch

Today I am sharing a poem that tells how failures made me spell success wrongly. When I spelt success wrong ticking seconds blushed in silence Are you so careless to spell it wrong to drag your days with choking failures? Aimlessly my fingers tap the keys and spell it out wrong again. Next time when you type touch the keys correctly for the first time Never wait for another chance for loving success decides your life.

  What can bring in the rhythm of happiness into our lives without much effort? Listening to some melodious music or watching Nature at its glory. Colorful Flowers can bring in the rhythm of happiness everyday with ease.  Not only colorful flowers, even the colorful birds with their melodious songs can also bring in the rhythm of happiness into our lives. Watching clouds that drift slowly across the sky can also bring in the rhythm of happiness into our lives. As a teenager, clouds accompanied me at all times, during day or at night - for they turned out to be my only friends who helped me to imagine and write down poems that brimmed with hopes and dreams.  Watching waves in the seashore can also bring in the rhythm of happiness into our lives. Fortunately, my childhood days were spent amidst rich nature, where wild flowers and birds made my holidays happiest to the core. Summer vacation helped me to explore the bounty of nature around our

Look at the familiar doll of three wise monkeys. What do they tell us? Don't speak unclean words, don't see unclean situations, don't hear unclean dialogues. Cleanliness is the need of the hour. Every one of us strive our level best to keep ourselves clean, to wear clean clothes, and to live in a clean space. Yet, knowingly or unknowingly we leave the space around us unclean. That is something 100% true. In today's context, the doll of three wise monkeys impart more significance. The sophisticated life style that we all enjoy prevents us to spare some seconds to think about the future. For a secure future, we insure our lives. Do we tend to insure and ensure a clean space for our future generation to live a healthy life? Sophisticated machines and technology may make our life comfortable and happy. Yet, think about this – will they assure us and our children a healthy space with pure air to breathe, pure water to drink, and pure food to eat? Unlik

  Yet there are pages unturned so perfectly clean as a plain slate Fulfilled dreams brim at hours bringing happiness to cherish - bubbling spirits rise high to wander along untouched sky White blank pages online or offline mock at me with a twinkle - so hungry for colorful words it reminds once again - still there are paths untrodden to walk my grey cells for a treat Is it fair to get mocked at odd hours disrupting my deep sleep - Peace, peace, peace I realize now, time has come to let my creative juice flow to fill those words hungry pages and show the world who am I.

At heart I could hear those silent voices that echo the moments of being alone suffering to the core, with none to share though literate..but downtrodden worn away in numbing silence they spend their lives in pain... being alive as a female no more a healthy choice for perverted minds live here behind hidden masks of men roaming around hideously with a prominent disgusting note Helpless are those innocent souls who bear the brunt of untold violence makes me doubt once again -

Living away from your loved ones keeps you always at an edge when they fall sick and you could not be there near them. Tension prevails at all levels and the days roll on with much anticipation.  Every day you may be waiting for some news to surprise you. If you are not getting any news, it will help you to make a guess - nothing serious, every one at the other end is keeping good. We are now living in a world that is moving fast with sophisticated technology.  We keep on running to reach our destination. No one is ready to wait for anyone.  It is saddening to note that so many of us don't have that precious time to spare. Yet, we forget one fact - when we need someone to be near us, no one will be with us. It is true - What you give will only come back to you.  In this materialistic world, love and affection has missed the priority.

Memories are not always pleasant. Though they were buried deep inside our heart, they resurface disrupting our normal lives. Unmindful memories pain my heart Stirring emotionally at large! Following me wherever I go memories fail to make me strong. Glaring memories trigger grey cells blur my eyesight to view those failed attempts that succeed bringing tears down my cheeks.