We thought that the rains had gone as dark rainy season gave way to the bright spring....but showers continue against our expectations .... tantalizing us in its cool..rain changes face every time, each rain is unique in its strength, its chill and unparallelled beauty....
A drizzle cools the air and cool winds accompanying them make the weather suitable for a slow, unhurried walk through a crowd free path....
Slightly stronger, rain drops fall down big and fat, yet the cumbersome burden of an umbrella is quite unnecessary....this is best for a brisk walk....that gives warmth and clears the head....
Still stronger, the umbrella comes into the picture and a huddled walk follows , taking care not to hit others with the umbrella, weaving a zigzag path through the crowd, with the tempting thought of a hot tea nagging deep inside...
Stronger still, rain comes in a torrential downpour, slanting sheets of water spraying, the best time to recline by an open window, sipping tea, engrossed in an exciting murder mystery by agatha christie...
and then the soothing rains go, leaving everything fresh, brighter and lively!!
Monday, August 31, 2009
Friday, August 21, 2009
Barren
Memoir of the recent IV, sparked by the barren lands on either side of the road all the way to hyderabad....
Barren frames that stretch afar
flanked by crooked mountain crusts
last specks of life,
killed in this sacred altar
no life thrives in this blackened dust.
Stark silence, staring stillness
gusty winds blow, searing hot
all around utter wilderness
and crowded barrenness of the plot.
Stars cluster burning bright
from the sky, momentarily black
on the sprawling expanse, spreading light
casting shadows, long and dark.
Barren frames that stretch afar
flanked by crooked mountain crusts
last specks of life,
killed in this sacred altar
no life thrives in this blackened dust.
Stark silence, staring stillness
gusty winds blow, searing hot
all around utter wilderness
and crowded barrenness of the plot.
Stars cluster burning bright
from the sky, momentarily black
on the sprawling expanse, spreading light
casting shadows, long and dark.
Monday, August 3, 2009
Dream analysis
Call me superstitious ,but once I started having weird dreams and some of them recurring too, I got the wind up and started searching for what they really mean....and this is what I discovered.
my dreams predominantly contain water ...in some form, sometimes stagnant, mostly flowing or rushing water, and lots of rocks, forts, underwater etc.
Water :To see water in your dream, symbolizes your unconscious and your emotional state of mind.To hear running water in your dream, denotes meditation, reflection and pondering of your thoughts and emotions.To see a water carrier in your dream, signifies favorable prospects in fortune and love.:-).To see a waterfall in your dream, is symbolic of letting go. You are releasing all those pent up emotions and negative feelings.To dream that you are breathing underwater, represents a retreat back into the womb. You want to return to a state where you were dependent and free from responsibilities.
Rocks:To see rocks in your dream, signifies permanence and stability as expressed in the familiar phrase "as solid as a rock". It may also indicate that you are making a commitment to a relationship.
Fort:To dream that you are confined in a fortress, signifies that enemies will succeed in putting you in an undesirable situation.
Sea:the dream may indicate a need to reassure yourself or offer reassurance to someone.?It brings about hope, a new perspective and a positive outlook on life no matter how difficult your current problems may be. To see a sea horse in your dream, signifies the power of your unconscious. It may also indicate a new perspective or different outlook in life
Black cat: now, I was scared stiff when a black cat launched itself on me in a dream but thankfully they are harmless enough. If you see a black cat in your dream, then it indicates that you are experiencing some fear in using your psychic abilities and believing in your intuition. You may erroneously associate the black cat with evil, destruction, and bad luck.
my dreams predominantly contain water ...in some form, sometimes stagnant, mostly flowing or rushing water, and lots of rocks, forts, underwater etc.
Water :To see water in your dream, symbolizes your unconscious and your emotional state of mind.To hear running water in your dream, denotes meditation, reflection and pondering of your thoughts and emotions.To see a water carrier in your dream, signifies favorable prospects in fortune and love.:-).To see a waterfall in your dream, is symbolic of letting go. You are releasing all those pent up emotions and negative feelings.To dream that you are breathing underwater, represents a retreat back into the womb. You want to return to a state where you were dependent and free from responsibilities.
Rocks:To see rocks in your dream, signifies permanence and stability as expressed in the familiar phrase "as solid as a rock". It may also indicate that you are making a commitment to a relationship.
Fort:To dream that you are confined in a fortress, signifies that enemies will succeed in putting you in an undesirable situation.
Sea:the dream may indicate a need to reassure yourself or offer reassurance to someone.?It brings about hope, a new perspective and a positive outlook on life no matter how difficult your current problems may be. To see a sea horse in your dream, signifies the power of your unconscious. It may also indicate a new perspective or different outlook in life
Black cat: now, I was scared stiff when a black cat launched itself on me in a dream but thankfully they are harmless enough. If you see a black cat in your dream, then it indicates that you are experiencing some fear in using your psychic abilities and believing in your intuition. You may erroneously associate the black cat with evil, destruction, and bad luck.
Poem: Turning Back
note a typical depressive poem of mine because of the fact that the speaker returns to life...prefers life to death
Oh, the dark,lurking depths ,forever inviting
with their soft palms curling, tempting,
A dark veil , a curtain, impassive, opaque
Shrouding the wonderous world of light, evasive.
I saw my pains laid out open, sorrows staring,
reflecting from the dark, ever encircling abyss
and ventured to give them away, entomb them
by trusting my weights to the depths that lay.
I took a drop from the dull , stagnant bulk
and gave it life, blowing into a soft froth
I saw all the hues that took life from my breath
swirling bright, mixing playfully in the bubble light.
I turned back,shuddering, walking away
from where cruel doom, lurking lay
back to where the swirling colours beckoned
back where my life had frozen, embalmed.
And back I went , not turning back to gaze
while the depths lay, forever inviting!!
Oh, the dark,lurking depths ,forever inviting
with their soft palms curling, tempting,
A dark veil , a curtain, impassive, opaque
Shrouding the wonderous world of light, evasive.
I saw my pains laid out open, sorrows staring,
reflecting from the dark, ever encircling abyss
and ventured to give them away, entomb them
by trusting my weights to the depths that lay.
I took a drop from the dull , stagnant bulk
and gave it life, blowing into a soft froth
I saw all the hues that took life from my breath
swirling bright, mixing playfully in the bubble light.
I turned back,shuddering, walking away
from where cruel doom, lurking lay
back to where the swirling colours beckoned
back where my life had frozen, embalmed.
And back I went , not turning back to gaze
while the depths lay, forever inviting!!
Monday, July 27, 2009
Evolution
The past one week had seen me giving way to frustration and depression with no reserve, just like a prehistoric mammal. The past few days have been stages, infact leaps, in the process of my evolution. Talks about the tour getting stronger day by day , more number of people getting roped in for the tour on one side; a greater number's seeming uninterest in the tour and the ridiculous reasons proposed on the other side had me on tenterhooks for some days. And then ,I was rewarded. The entire mood had changed over a weekend. Friday saw the realisation of one of my greatest wishes- seeing Kalam in person and hearing his talk.It send every bit of unnecessary emotion out. He was humility personified, simplicity through and through and expressed strong thoughts through carefully chosen out , seemingly simple words.
Saturday came ,and we went on the much awaited IV to Keltron thanks to IEEE. It was more of a tour with 35 students from class turning up. Infact, it was better than a class tour because there were students right from s3 to mtech. After some hours at Keltron, where we learnt about transformers [:-o] we set out to Aruvikkara, which was incidentally quite close by. Although extreme hunger did dampen the spirits and cut short the time spent , it was thoroughly enjoyable....but the day ended on a tragic note with Tonykuttan, our class rep, losing his mobile to the currents; more tragic because two days before he took extreme pains to collect everyones phone numbers and save it. The next day, Sunday, saw us together again- this time for the purpose of attending a friend's house warming. The entire class was invited and with a few exceptions, the entire class did turn out. The house was in Nedumangadu , so a long trip though beautiful frames followed. There was non stop laughter , right from boarding the bus , till getting off the return bus; thanks to the great achievements of Aiswarya. This time, there was more scope for enjoyment for I was not the subject of embarassment (save one incident). The day was flooded with 'first-time experiences'. (1) It was for the first time that I drank the delicious concoction of 'one spoon each of pulishery,rasam, curd served on a glass'
(2).The first time we were questioned by the police as to our reasons for the visit when they saw us standing clustered at the road side.
(3)Hearing typical trivandrum slang after having been here for so many years
(4)For many students from northern Kerala, it was a first time trivandrum sadya and they were intimidated by the number of payasams.
Atlast, the class has turned better, or so it seems to me, and I find myself looking forward for the real IV!....nothing better than a juicy strike to top it up!
Saturday came ,and we went on the much awaited IV to Keltron thanks to IEEE. It was more of a tour with 35 students from class turning up. Infact, it was better than a class tour because there were students right from s3 to mtech. After some hours at Keltron, where we learnt about transformers [:-o] we set out to Aruvikkara, which was incidentally quite close by. Although extreme hunger did dampen the spirits and cut short the time spent , it was thoroughly enjoyable....but the day ended on a tragic note with Tonykuttan, our class rep, losing his mobile to the currents; more tragic because two days before he took extreme pains to collect everyones phone numbers and save it. The next day, Sunday, saw us together again- this time for the purpose of attending a friend's house warming. The entire class was invited and with a few exceptions, the entire class did turn out. The house was in Nedumangadu , so a long trip though beautiful frames followed. There was non stop laughter , right from boarding the bus , till getting off the return bus; thanks to the great achievements of Aiswarya. This time, there was more scope for enjoyment for I was not the subject of embarassment (save one incident). The day was flooded with 'first-time experiences'. (1) It was for the first time that I drank the delicious concoction of 'one spoon each of pulishery,rasam, curd served on a glass'
(2).The first time we were questioned by the police as to our reasons for the visit when they saw us standing clustered at the road side.
(3)Hearing typical trivandrum slang after having been here for so many years
(4)For many students from northern Kerala, it was a first time trivandrum sadya and they were intimidated by the number of payasams.
Atlast, the class has turned better, or so it seems to me, and I find myself looking forward for the real IV!....nothing better than a juicy strike to top it up!
Monday, July 20, 2009
GREAT TIMES
Several people have asked me to put down the embarassments i have had in my life....they made the request after they themselves witnessed how often i come across embarassments...and ...one "man's folly is food for anothers mirth" -says pp, so i decided to oblige.
but to put down the multitude of situations would make it an autobiography spreading over volumes , so restricting myself to those few occasions when i turned first red, then yellow, then black and finally green....
scene 1: a fine day in 2005
the school annual day....things were going very well....we had finished a dance without any major mishaps( ignoring the fact that the cassette did not play the first time and we were welcomed by howls and hoots)......the final pose was struck and as the rule goes i waited for the curtain to fall to resume from the pose. i was way upfront, had gone farther than i have intended to .....everyone kept staring at me while i remain stuck in the pose which resembled Christ on the cross but since i cant see without my glasses, i couldnt catch their expression....after a long time of waiting some one asked me from behind "chechi, akathu varunnille".....i realized to my horror that the curtain had fallen behind me and everyone had gone offstage while i was enacting the clown......after turning multiple shades at the same time, i retreated feeling wretched and horrible.....my classmates took up the issue and for days congratulated me on my "out"standing performance as they called it....
scene 2: another fine morning in 2006
the first day in college...
we (my cousin aka unni) and me decided to go by college bus ...we went to the stop and found a guy there who looked like a CET student....unni goes over and makes his first slip of the day "chetta, chettan first year aano"...the senior just laughed and said no but he had a " wait till i get you" expression. we stood together and were chatting about something when the bus showed up.
once aboard the bus i had the privelege of being the first first year girl on bus...i was called up front and questions fired from all sides
1: who was the guy laughing with you?
although unni is my dad's cousins son , to avoid him further discomfiture, i said he's my dad's sisters son...first cousin to be precise
then they called unni ...and while i was there asked him "how are you related?"
unni, in his own way to avoid inconvenience , said " we are distant relatives"
i felt like burying myself then and we were turned out to be the fraud brother and sister......
footnote: even today people really wonder if we ARE brother and sister thanks to his over, melodramatic way of calling me "sister" before starting every sentence.
but to put down the multitude of situations would make it an autobiography spreading over volumes , so restricting myself to those few occasions when i turned first red, then yellow, then black and finally green....
scene 1: a fine day in 2005
the school annual day....things were going very well....we had finished a dance without any major mishaps( ignoring the fact that the cassette did not play the first time and we were welcomed by howls and hoots)......the final pose was struck and as the rule goes i waited for the curtain to fall to resume from the pose. i was way upfront, had gone farther than i have intended to .....everyone kept staring at me while i remain stuck in the pose which resembled Christ on the cross but since i cant see without my glasses, i couldnt catch their expression....after a long time of waiting some one asked me from behind "chechi, akathu varunnille".....i realized to my horror that the curtain had fallen behind me and everyone had gone offstage while i was enacting the clown......after turning multiple shades at the same time, i retreated feeling wretched and horrible.....my classmates took up the issue and for days congratulated me on my "out"standing performance as they called it....
scene 2: another fine morning in 2006
the first day in college...
we (my cousin aka unni) and me decided to go by college bus ...we went to the stop and found a guy there who looked like a CET student....unni goes over and makes his first slip of the day "chetta, chettan first year aano"...the senior just laughed and said no but he had a " wait till i get you" expression. we stood together and were chatting about something when the bus showed up.
once aboard the bus i had the privelege of being the first first year girl on bus...i was called up front and questions fired from all sides
1: who was the guy laughing with you?
although unni is my dad's cousins son , to avoid him further discomfiture, i said he's my dad's sisters son...first cousin to be precise
then they called unni ...and while i was there asked him "how are you related?"
unni, in his own way to avoid inconvenience , said " we are distant relatives"
i felt like burying myself then and we were turned out to be the fraud brother and sister......
footnote: even today people really wonder if we ARE brother and sister thanks to his over, melodramatic way of calling me "sister" before starting every sentence.
Friday, July 17, 2009
Favourites
the best songs ever , in my opinion.
oldie goldies:
1. chakravarthini
2. kasthuri manakkunnallo
3. kalpantha kalatholam
middle melodies:
1. vathil pazhuthilode
2. arikil nee undayirunnenkil
3. etho varmukilin
4. vaalkkannezhuthiya
latest loves:
1. oru naru pushpamayi
2. oru chempaneer
3. shyamavaniletho
other languages:
1.pachai nirame
2. chinna chinna asai
3. ek ladki ko
oldie goldies:
1. chakravarthini
2. kasthuri manakkunnallo
3. kalpantha kalatholam
middle melodies:
1. vathil pazhuthilode
2. arikil nee undayirunnenkil
3. etho varmukilin
4. vaalkkannezhuthiya
latest loves:
1. oru naru pushpamayi
2. oru chempaneer
3. shyamavaniletho
other languages:
1.pachai nirame
2. chinna chinna asai
3. ek ladki ko
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