Togetherness...

Tiger - The Dog

Got confused…?? Ok let me clear its all abt the Dog with name Tiger. This confusion and so called fun came to our life coz of my sister. She is fond of dogs, I guess of all the animals that can be classified as pets. Fortunately she was not allowed to have Tiger as a pet so she bought really cute (for her) and ugly (for me) dog to our home and named him as “Tiger”. When I met him first time, me and Tiger, both of us were staring each other, me with hate and he with innocent friendly eyes…

Few days, after the arrival of this new member in our family everybody was behind him. My sis arranged a box as his home and decorated it (She is really bad with asthetics). My ma was also bz with trying new recipes for our few months old doggie - TheTiger. Papa was bz with training him and taking him out for walk. Everybody was happy with his arrival. I was in distance relationship with him… I used to keep 10 feet distance n that too standing…

Tiger was getting Taller, Stronger and Sharper (no horlicks effect) with our food and everyday ma used to wonder y is not case with me n my sis. With every passing day he used to entertain us with his new tricks, smartness. I was never one of those admirers but all those things used to surprise me, how can a small dog can understand, think, feel …  

He used to wander everywhere in our colony. To find n get him back home was another major task for my sister (no wonder she herself likes to wander here n there). Tiger’s age and size was increasing and so was his popularity… Kids used to play with him… n old buddies used to chat with him… In short everybody used to like him except me… He was brave u knw… He used to fight with other street dogs n all, with his protection (I mean one of our family members) around. I used to tz my sis saying, it’s really difficult to find whos master amongst them.

Tiger was my neither my friend nor my enemy. He was just a dog… an animal… U knw in school as well, I could never wrote few decent lines on topic “My Favorite animal Dog”. Some how I feel dogs (rather any animal) is good but in it’s original habitat… The animal should be as close to nature as possible…(Including human being). We should respect there capabilities, should help them, save them but, at least me, can’t bring them at home…

It was heavily raining, me and my sis got late, and as we enter our home… can’t describe the scene. Dead silence… My parents were sad, no words were coming out, it was simply scary. Yes it was the silence of death… death of our Tiger… My sis started weeping like anything… She was unstoppable… my parents were trying to console her… I couldn’t understand how, why, when it all happened but yes tears were rolling down on my face as well. We were really upset for few days… It felt like Tiger’s decorated home, plate, his all favorite places, everything was silently weeping… I simply could not look at his empty place… He was not our pet bt was our family member… he loved us n so we do… we shared so many happy, funny, sad moments together and now his not there to make us laugh, play, not even to get angry.

After few days, papa put proposal of new pet, and this time it was my Sister who opposed strongly, she could not dare to have another one… Now I knw why I don’t like pets, they not only occupy space in your house but also the special corner of your heart… the space in your home may get empty but existence of that beloved one in your heart can’t get empty neither it can be replaced…

Yes Tiger I miss you … and Love you too… 

Hold My Hand Till The End

Hold my hand till the end of this rain…

Till the end of this life…

For u staring at those drops on my face…

For u holding my hand tight, in lighting…

For those drops and moments that are locked in our hands…

Not because I can’t take care of myself…

But

To prove me that I really can’t

Blue Melody - The Other side

Few days back I read the blog http://poornimavijayan.blogspot.com/2009/02/blue-melody.html

Simple situation but the way it was narrated, it was awesome and really touched my heart. I was standing by her side and watching the scene.

But what about him? What he must have felt? How does it look from his side?

So here is just a try to peep into His mind. It might not give exact impression of his thoughts but just a guess.

We were in the auto and it suddenly came upon her. Like that only. I simply can’t understand why few things happen.

We were quite ok till I told her about that article. It was saying that women can’t control their emotions and men who write about them should be shot. The author called women as “hysterical creatures” and was a bit rude and harsh towards female community. I also believe some or the other way, almost every woman I know comes into this category. She looked at me and started crying.


I simply couldn’t understand the reason. She was giving the proof of what was said. Reluctance towards the reason came on my face n it made her cry harder. What tears unseen worth anyway?


If I'd waited any longer, the auto driver would turned and offered her a sympathetic shoulder and that wouldn't just do. So asked her, ”why are you crying?”
Oh god I hate this, she never accepts when she cry. I asked her many a times but she denied the fact and continued with her tears. I simply can’t understand, do she really needs my sympathy or just wanna test my restlessness. Finally she gave me the reason which was quite expected, and I could not find it that much worth.


I simply hold her shoulder.


Those simple drops of water. No man can see his love crying… it’s not because men don’t know how to console. But those drops of water wipe out our smile, peace, hope everything. We men always claim to be the stronger than women, but when it comes to expressing our feelings, we are just loosers.


Distraction from the pain is the best way for its cure.


I simply hold her firmly and started reading the boards of the various shops we pass them by. One by one.


"Cell city"

"Juice wagon"

"Jolly tailors"

"Lovely snacks"

I guess she stops crying. I can not dare to look at her and revisit the pain again.

There is a blue cloth that flaps by the mirror in the auto. It makes a nice warm sound in the wind.

Holi... In My Colors

Smileys

As usual I was waiting for my bus and she came. She..4-5 years old cute girl. Her mummy was caring her big tiffin bag n small bag with a book. she was singing her favorite (i think so) poem. Asking her mummy to pay attention to her and not to others. She had continuous smile on her face. was jumping... laughing... screaming... no tension at all. Her cute smile attracted me and then onwards I started staring at her. Within few days noticed she sings different poem everyday n if her mummy tries to correct her mistake or pronunciation, she says teacher told her in that way and teacher is correct. Her cute smile... her energy... her innocence... u guys must have seen the waterfall, boundary less. This cute girl reminds me of waterfall...We are just to feel it... and no words can describe that feeling.

With my ear phones playing radio songs, I saw a group of 4-5 boys crossed the road and they started their chat. Their cloths and hairstyle was saying, they are about 15-16 years old. They were tzing each other. Were discussing and laughing about some weired habits of their tuition teacher. Were gossiping about girls from their tuition...Cricket... bikes...coldrinks...n what not. They were continuously smiling. How ?? Is it because they don't have office.. or they can bunk their classes...no tensions... or they are with friends.. with their favorite topics.. They were changing the topics at the speed more that 90kmph. Their smile was like a rainbow... with different colors all together...

Now I think my day starts with radio and I feel like I am the only person listing to FM stations. Waiting is most the irritating thing.
One day suddenly a girl came and stood next to me. She is elder than me, married and having a baby(She only told me). She looked at me and smiled. We were completely strangers but then we got to know we are working with same company. At 7.30 in the morning she was so full of energy. She was talking about so many things...about company, carrier, her family, her son... and I was listing and replying to everything as if we knew each other for so long. Then I noticed one thing in her voice... her happiness, satisfaction, success. She was having lovely kid, caring and supportive family, bright carrier..everything that a simple girl will wish... Her smile was like perfect Sunny day.

This office bus requires me to follow some time lines. A fixed routine. but every day I watch few health conscious people taking morning walk. Don't know but some how I feel, most of them are following their routines religiously but are actually bored with it. Everyday I watch a couple..Uncle 55-56 yrs old and aunty of age 52-53. They look simply made for each other. And within few days I noticed that during the walk they share views about books, movies, politics etc. I have seen them discussing a lot of many times but never fighting about their opinions. On one lazy Monday morning I got late and crossed the couple at different location and not the usual one. Aunty saw me.. she smiled at me.. and said "Run, else you will miss the bus.." we all laughed... then onwards we exchange smiles ..we don't know each other, still a smile connects us everyday.

On bus stop I got the new hobby. I try to find out what can be the reason that took a person out at so early in the morning. One day I saw a man ... stick in hand, gray hair, face with lots of wrinkles and listening music from Apple Ipod. He looked like a perfect Grandpa.. At this age also he takes so good care of his health.. He was passing and suddenly he met with his friend...almost of his age...both of them were so happy to see each other... they got surprised. The smile and happiness was just overflowing from their faces. Their eyes got a different shine.Suddenly they got so much of energy to recollect their golden memories... that smile...it erased all the wrinkles from their faces.

We know law of conservation of energy. It says total amount of energy always remain constant and it just gets converted from one form into other..but Smile is another form of energy which never remains constant...it can simply replicate and increase... so whats the real form of smile?? I think I need to find it out...so please help me and Just smile :)

Thousand Thoughts...

Today im writing something just for...??? i don't even knw y im writing (at lest in school i used knw d reason for writing the essay of course coz was compulsory) I don't have topic with me..I have lot many options..i can select nything i want..lyk... My words r free..they can express better...but what??? what r they wanna xpress..my feelings..emotions..story...poem...just a sentence what??? Its just a random thought of blogging...yes this word "Blog" ..this word started it all..my thinking..writing..erasing...rewriting ...here my main function is 'BLOG' calling many other functions..recursively..randomly... c here, also there is no need of getting into such a technical lang. but my mind is dragging me to that path...

Have u ppl saw some pic of network of nerves inside our body..thoughts r similar... we just get confused with what nerve leads where...xact picture is coming in front of me....rather i can c the image of that man who has his xray pic in every science book..ok lets get back to original subject..thoughts...

so they just don't come n go ...but sometimes have audio,visual effects..i guess the dreams..but then ppl say if u wish something very strongly then u c all those things in dreams...happening in front of u.. but my Q is ppl c horrifying dreams.. then...do they want that thing to happen strongly?? doesn't sounds to b logical...it must b having some scientific reason behind it...My thoughts r again dragging me away from main topic...

so thoughts...y at first place thoughts are der...I knw a bit weired Q..n most of u think its unusual territory for me (me too think so)...hey this was my status on FB few dayz back..nw have to find out something else...interesting.. :) FB allows shuffle status..have to get that appli...c again getting dragged :(

This mind or soul whom so ever is concern should have a control knob... hhmmm my another Q is whoz the actual culprit..mind or soul??... r they 1 n d same or diff?? in any case Y?? Ok so lets start with sorting out with these Qs? no no again I changed topic..u just pinch me whenever i will change the topic...

so d topic is thoughts...sometimes they just fall on u..n b4 u open ur eyes they form a big cloud in front of u... n u gets lost in that dense cloud...white colored...though there r multiple thoughts..each with different color...together they give whitewash effect...light is also a combination of seven diff colors..but when they form light.. it beats all the darkness around...thoughts...form a white cloud n together they removes darkness in life... wah what a logic!!! bt in my case together they ..i mean thoughts...just mess up everything..gives me a lot many options..n then i dont knw what to do..sometimes its really gud to have no option...

Sorry sorry don't pinch ...i knw i changed it again..i will stop here else u ppl will get so many changes to pinch me..i will get hurt...u ppl will get another topic to laugh at me..k i cant even stick to one topic..hey c my topic is giving u another topic nice na...

ok ok sorry... :) :)