when i was in the ATM , a lady came into it with a child in her lap.she looked sweaty and tired.She was crying and requesting for help.The child was quiet and her forehead bubbled with drops as her skin darkened with the hot sun burning her.She might have thought its a shop so entered it for alms.I turned at her and shouted,”Hey You get out of here, this is not a shop: The security guy will pick you up” .I was probably in a lost mind as she was …



life is not all about getting what u want or becoming the perfect to show others.
Its all about enjoying those moments of happiness when you have them ,forgetting the chances of their happening in the future…they may have come to you now but may not stay for long…
Guitaring is also the same Its not all about whether you can play it or not… Its the capability in you to feel the goodness in music, you may not be playing t=it beautifully .YOu may only be striking it like a ignorant child ,producing notes that may sound music to you but may be disturbing noises to most onlookers. But in that attempt you are exploring the happiness inside so that it can come out……..

Break free ………

As I was passing the elephants, I suddenly stopped, confused by the fact that these huge creatures were being held by only a small rope tied to their front leg. No chains, no cages. It was obvious that the elephants could, at anytime, break away from their bonds but for some reason, they did not.

I saw a trainer near by and asked why these beautiful, magnificent animals just stood there and made no attempt to get away. “Well,” he said, “when they are very young and much smaller we use the same size rope to tie them and, at that age, it’s enough to hold them. As they grow up, they are conditioned to believe they cannot break away.

They believe the rope can still hold them, so they never try to break free.” I was amazed. These animals could at any time break free from their bonds but because they believed they couldn’t, they were stuck right where they were.

Like the elephants, how many of us go through life hanging onto a belief that we cannot do something, simply because we failed at it once before?

“Believe in yourself”

Feel of a..

i was single for most of my years. …..
My body feels like melted wax as I prepare for entering her, peacefully drifting into her.”“Oh, baby, where were you for so many years” Silence falls an hour later. The inner turmoil of my single status leads to a troubled sleep.

Neena had a talk with Jo…

When we are insecure we feel a need to be in control.

when anyone is feeling depressed, self-destructive and suicidal they have a wide variety of unmet emotional needs…

He called her after a long gap of 2 years. There were emotions and sentiments that needed

expolsions. She too had the burst of love for him.
But bringing the true emotions out and displaying them was not that easy for him. He knew she loved

him truly and deeply.
” I need my piece of peace in HP ,when i lost it after losing you “


I had a very heavy lunch today after a long time. I was happy to be with my brother at the lunch time.though there is nothing like the formal dining room in our home, we use a part of our kitchen as the dining area. Its very easy to reaarange the area and put a chair with a table , make shift and share the food.
I had eaten too much and talked too much.Too much food after a long time …
I was sick and felt like vomiting after an hour.I put out everything in a split second , and the gush of bile and undigested food came out like a tornado. He suddenly started rubbing an ointment on my back/to caress my back to relieve my pain.Mom was shouting from the verandah,”What happened? He is always weak, go get some pudina for him”.
“Yeah ! I will go”
Brother rushed to the medic store to bring Pudina water.
Meanwhile i was feeling relaxed but weak.
“Bring the red chillies and pepper, should be a bad omen” said my father.
Mom went and brought a earthen pot with a hot cinders smoking some incense to thurify the room.
She was chanting some mantras( Divine hymns) when she moved her closed fists around my head,continously for some time. Then she threw the pepper and red chillies into the fire in the pot.The mustards cracked ane she said looking at me,”some times evils eye on you ,your body portended to that”.
“Now you should be okay , my child!”
They had to clean the mess i created,while i was resting in an old broken chair where the smoke was still coming up below it.
She brought the pudina water and gave me a sip.I refuted ,”Momma the taste is disgusting ,have i to drink it complete”
And all three of them laughing at me, She recollected how i was made to drink the nasty syrup ,during my early childhood at a local hospital. The compounder was merciless and he clasped my chin and dumped the syrup into my mouth.
“still the same kiddie with the frowned face at the sight of the hospital or medicines, hmmm “


During our office time , One of our AC s got Damaged and it was Supposed to be replaced, The AC Was placed above my seat and I had to stay out
for a while the workers repaired and fit a new one.
Its been long having seen physical Labor from so close.
They are the real champions of life , thats a team wrk..


Tears of happiness always roll downmy eyes when i think about life. I am doing it great. Whatever i am getting tode is the harvest of what i did …