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Thursday, 31 December 2015

December 29th evening 2015 , A day I will never forget .

Dec 29th evening 2015 ... the eve of my birthday , a day I had always waited for my loved ones to wish me.. took me to a new dimension of realization.... .
I know i have grown up into a lady and birthday wishes needn't adorn my childish thoughts ,yet I do wait for all the people close to me  to send me wishes  ... to reinforce the thought that I am still there in some corner of their heart... which I think is my strength and the reason that keeps me going .... .
Last 29th evening , As I was getting ready to receive the usual strings of  love and wishes ... I was informed that my grandmother.... who was my inspiration, my teacher of goodness and one of the most closest relations...  was no more ...
My birthday nor new year celebrations no longer mattered to me ...I did receive many messages for both , but it never brought in a smile as before .... I know humans are mortals... I know all good things come to an end ...I know she was sick ... and what happened was better than more suffering.... I know all this ... yet I could not stand the loss.....I followed her till the last point her body was there in this world and saw huge flames of fire engulp the physique which hugged me whenever I needed one .... I was told , that women do not go the crematory and that it was against our tradition ,I was silent. I had no intention of hurting any beliefs,  but I just wanted to be with her as long as she was here  .....
I wanted to write something for her .... but my sobs shook  my pen .... So I am tagging a poem I wrote for her long back when she was sick .... praying for her soul to rest in peace....



The love I have for her is nowhere near,
The love she had given me
Yet I love her the most.

I bear in mind clear images
Of her being by my side
Nursing me when I was sick.

Day and night she looked after me
Winking away her sleep and rest
With solemn prayers to make me fit.

Now she lies there half asleep
Amidst blurred talks & sparred thoughts
Not knowing what goes on around her.

The hand that had nurtured
The majority of our lives
Now lie soft and weak.

Those words which steered me forward
At times of confusion
Is nothing more than feeble whispers.

 The eyes that could evade
Any danger coming my way
Now lie subtle beneath her closed lids.

Her presence that could erode
Even the worst of my fears
Is now the reason for my tears.

I could do nothing but sit and cry
For the person who did everything
To mould me into the person I am.

If my prayers could do any wonders
It would be to see her back
Smiling and healthy as ever.

If I could trade my health
For hers –I would do it
Without a second thought.

If I could vanquish her pain
With the power of my prayers
I would pray all day long.

If I could do anything
However hard it is
I would – to make her healthy again.

But alas! I cannot
For I am just a human
Who dances to the tune of destiny.

She was never angry
For all my mischief
Nor upset when I got angry.

She had more advises
When I followed none
And told me still more till it was heard.

She took my side
Even when I fought
But later taught me I was wrong.

She was strict
But loved me most
For she was my grandmother.

Now I sit beside her
Taking in her pain and stress
With get well prayers within.

As I watch her helpless
I remember all our golden times
And wish to relive them again.

If I had any say
I would want to be born
As her grandchild for all births from now on.

I want to tread my childhood path again
Holding tightly on to her fingertips
And be the perfect grandchild ever to be.
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Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Reviewing the reels of film making

Movies had always played a crucial role in widening our imaginative and  emotional fields of intelligence . We watch.... we travel.... we see.. we hear ... we feel ....what doesn't even exist ... Isn't it  an irony? Or is it the power of film making that drags us through emotions and minds of others. .... Come.. join me in reviewing fine pieces of movie creations , applauding and criticizing the talents of many behind the scenes ......

The movie for this month( must watch ) .....Miracle in cell no. 7


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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xV58N42G_zE



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A true heartfelt comedy showing the bonding between a mentally ill father and his loving daughter. 
Behind that, there is a tragically engaging story -- 
The kind-hearted father accused of murder and rape based on a viewer's misunderstanding. 
This is definitely one of the best Korean films.  
Very well thought of and extremely well executed.
Apt and realistic acting sequence by each artist.

A must watch movie.

Thursday, 29 October 2015

Lets speak up quotes

The toughest battles aren't the ones fought in the battlefields but are the one that we have within ourselves...sindhu nandakumar

Saturday, 24 October 2015

To my best friend



A thought so beautiful , cool and calm
Evaded my life, as I treaded my teens.
As days passed ,it evolved into fine lines of friendship
Trust and comfort, all by itself.

An year filled with laughter, fun and gleeful memories
Transformed my simple thought
Into an eternal  bond of unerring support
Enveloping me in a halo of its own .

As destiny’s  whips lashed me hard,
My halo protected me ,
And every time I shivered in pain
It consoled me and brought me back to be myself.

Yet even when I knew, I wouldn’t
Survive future storms of fate
Without this halo of mine ,
I let it go, with a smiling face and a broken heart.

Days and night passed,
Just as varied months and years,
Bringing in times of sorrow and at time joy.
Moments of smiles and moments of tears.

I fought even when I lost.
I won even  after I lost hope.
I was praised  for my glories
And snubbed for my failures.

I was strong and sometimes weak,
I dwelled in solitude and in crowds,
I was  happy and at times sad
As I faced the rise and fall of life.

Everything  around me changed
Changing  my thoughts, my goals
My attitude, my relations, my beliefs
And the way I see things.

Yet there is something that never changed,
There was never a day nor a night ,                
Happy or sad, lonely or crowded
That passed without a thought of yours.

As my pen scribbled scrolls of pages,
I realize, there was never a book of mine,
That lacked at least a line about you.
Or ever a story told, without outlining your subtle presence.

This is not a missing ode,
As I have never missed you .
You were always a part in me
And will be so, till times unknown …….

Wednesday, 9 September 2015

Pre publication announcement of Thysia.. the real essence of love (December 2015 release)

"I might be weak ... I might be tired .. but look into my eyes ..... You will see my power ... I am not going to die a loser!!!" Angel's body was shivering with pain ..... blood dripping from her wounds .. yet her eyes sparkled with a shine of love ... Tears made them yet more brighter  as the sun faded down the horizon .... 




Thysia … the real essence of love(December 2015 release)

Love does not happen intentionally and rationally. But once it happens, the lover’s intentions would be to protect and safeguard their pair. All rational thoughts will be provoked to attain this aim. Angel Lee, a passive middle class teenager falls into the racket of company sedimentation for insurance claims. For her it was not just a loss of salary or her job , but the betrayal of her unexpressed love, for which she wasn’t responsible .

“If only Marc would believe her ….. But how could he when all the evidences were against her along with the aggressive quotes of those near him.”

Sitting lonely and totally bruised in that dimlit path, Angel decides to go back into the same dirty world which has shredded her ordinary life into a million pieces and deprived her of what few benefits she had…..  to fight and get back her love…however hard it might be .
 



Thursday, 5 February 2015

Pre Publication Announcement of 'Are you Sexy? A Psychological handbook about how women rate men'

Hmmm... I was letting my mind race through varied ways of celebrating this valentines month.....finally i decided to make it special by celebrating it with the people who have supported me most in this journey of literature....Presenting before you  my valentine Publication 'Are you sexy?....A psychological handbook about how women rate men.'
Its not another big novel or write up of 100-200 pages but a few strokes of my pen with pages less than 15 letting you understand how women rate men based on psychological research.
Many a times men wonder what’ s  going on in a women’s head …. What’s that she thinks about him… how she rates him…..
Guys read on to understand what girls really think. This will help you to understand why she acts so in certain situations….
Girls read on to check if this is exactly what you think…Its time for the world to realize what  goes within you ….

Happy valentines day folks!!!
The book will be available for reads on Amazon,Kindle, createspace and other online sites on or before February 14th 2015....

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