In today’s world, it’s hard to find decent people. The irony is that the people coming under decent are hard core losers. Said a wise and learned man that if you are upright, loyal, true and virtuous you deserve to be screwed.
One of the closest examples that illustrate this is gold. 24 carat gold can be seen and marveled but it can never be used. So the good people are requested to please sulk. The important point to remember is that I do not advocate people to loose themselves, practice blasphemy and curse every thing under the sun.
Ever heard of that thing called perception? Well perception only can save you. Or rather the psychologists call it attitude. One needs to know that the world is hostile. It will knock you down if you bow to it. All one needs to do is never give up if you feel you are right. If your heart feels something is right, nothing else matters. History has shown us the victory of such people. Remember Socrates? Does the name Galileo ring a bell?
Sometimes you may be right and go on in your path but you will have to adjust to the situation. Again we take Socrates and Galileo. Socrates stood uptight valiantly but I feel that it is stupidity. Wasn’t he force fed poison? Galileo on the other hand stood like a devout catholic in front of the church but he pursued his own goals and we see him as one of the most important reasons that science is as it is today.
The advantage of situation in which you are forced to sulk is the fact that you can convert it to your ally if you are able to percept well. For instance, if you hate a teacher, what is the point in neglecting the subject? The teacher is least affected if you neglect the subject. Try to master the subject. You end up correcting the teacher in his mistakes making a fool of him in front of others and also getting a fine score.
The problem with perception is that it even more difficult than inception but once you get hold of it you can do it pretty easily. Just as Di Caprio says in inception that ‘ an idea is like a seed ‘ let me say that ‘ perception is a key ‘, a key to unlock your way to the path of success.
The point I try to stress out here is the fact that I want you to convert all the negative energy of sulking as fuel for your thirst to achieve. This is like rocket fuel and it boosts you up because you focus all your anger, frustration and spite not to destroy yourself but to improve yourself. Think about this. If you need any help Q is there for you.
Never give up on anything you feel to be right
Q
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The Cry of the Untold
Pains, cries, moans and defeats is all that has been me all this while
I have gone through so many thinks, walked many a mile
But all over this globe I have seen none who has even swept me
Maybe it is because no one in this world can ever be you
I truly wish that I kneel in front of you burning all my negatives
And that you bring out the love that is hidden inside you dear olives
You can run but you cannot hide, I ran but love found me
You never ran but so beautifully you disguised the love for me
But love is no stream my dear, it is an ocean and you like a kid
Just ignore the fact that it oozes out of you every second you bid
You cannot love anyone the way you are in love with me
Nor can you recreate the moments you are and will share with me
The closeness? The fondling? The cajoling? Is that all a lie
Do you need more concrete evidence to say you can’t create a lie
I know I am not worth you cause I am no prince or handsome
But I know beyond doubt that I can keep you happier than anyone
Love finds you and no one can deny that cause it is written
And it is indeed written for us which is why we bond my kitten
You can be stupid and avoid me for reasons that are not true
But nothing will ever stop me from continuing my love
And if you think time will divert me or that another man will
You truly know nothing about my iron clad strong will
I will not leave you for any reason because you have my heart
And you cannot give it back to me because it will kill us both
I will wait for you my darling till ‘death do us apart’
Or rather till death does me away rather than being with you
Open your eyes my darling
Q
I have gone through so many thinks, walked many a mile
But all over this globe I have seen none who has even swept me
Maybe it is because no one in this world can ever be you
I truly wish that I kneel in front of you burning all my negatives
And that you bring out the love that is hidden inside you dear olives
You can run but you cannot hide, I ran but love found me
You never ran but so beautifully you disguised the love for me
But love is no stream my dear, it is an ocean and you like a kid
Just ignore the fact that it oozes out of you every second you bid
You cannot love anyone the way you are in love with me
Nor can you recreate the moments you are and will share with me
The closeness? The fondling? The cajoling? Is that all a lie
Do you need more concrete evidence to say you can’t create a lie
I know I am not worth you cause I am no prince or handsome
But I know beyond doubt that I can keep you happier than anyone
Love finds you and no one can deny that cause it is written
And it is indeed written for us which is why we bond my kitten
You can be stupid and avoid me for reasons that are not true
But nothing will ever stop me from continuing my love
And if you think time will divert me or that another man will
You truly know nothing about my iron clad strong will
I will not leave you for any reason because you have my heart
And you cannot give it back to me because it will kill us both
I will wait for you my darling till ‘death do us apart’
Or rather till death does me away rather than being with you
Open your eyes my darling
Q
The Pleasure of Craziness
Craziness is not eccentricity, in my world, it is bliss
Sometimes craziness is in fact sweeter than a mother’s kiss
People are crazy in one way or the other and no one is an exception
Well if you think the world’s most difficult thing is inception,
Think again, cause tougher still is its creator – perception
Among all of the world’s craziness, beyond all the weird ones
The premier one that takes the crown are the love based ones
There is nothing more blissful than being crazy for someone
But even more blissful is if you are craved for by someone
And if that someone is from your dream, that is true paradise
But just like all that in nature which is desired is difficult to obtain
This is one dream, dreamt by all but difficult to sustain
The peak of this craziness is the pursuit of your soul’s dreams
And working for that – the sweat takes you to peace’s realms
If one day the dream my life finds me, I will embrace it
And I will make my life but colorful and beautiful like the sunset
And it will make sure on its own that you are never again upset
There is nothing more pleasant than living for your loved ones
From your parents to siblings to your wife, they are precious ones
And you will not share that happiness unless you get your dreams
The thing with reaching your dream is that it is not easy
But the sweat and the blood shed for it makes your life breezy
Do not stop for the people born just to deter you
But just make sure you never loose what is written for you
And here I end my waffle hoping to get crazy and dream
Go Crazy – for your passion
Q
Sometimes craziness is in fact sweeter than a mother’s kiss
People are crazy in one way or the other and no one is an exception
Well if you think the world’s most difficult thing is inception,
Think again, cause tougher still is its creator – perception
Among all of the world’s craziness, beyond all the weird ones
The premier one that takes the crown are the love based ones
There is nothing more blissful than being crazy for someone
But even more blissful is if you are craved for by someone
And if that someone is from your dream, that is true paradise
But just like all that in nature which is desired is difficult to obtain
This is one dream, dreamt by all but difficult to sustain
The peak of this craziness is the pursuit of your soul’s dreams
And working for that – the sweat takes you to peace’s realms
If one day the dream my life finds me, I will embrace it
And I will make my life but colorful and beautiful like the sunset
And it will make sure on its own that you are never again upset
There is nothing more pleasant than living for your loved ones
From your parents to siblings to your wife, they are precious ones
And you will not share that happiness unless you get your dreams
The thing with reaching your dream is that it is not easy
But the sweat and the blood shed for it makes your life breezy
Do not stop for the people born just to deter you
But just make sure you never loose what is written for you
And here I end my waffle hoping to get crazy and dream
Go Crazy – for your passion
Q
The Warrior who failed to mesmerize
He was not one of those things that swipes you off your feet
Nor is he something of super-cool nature which you really wanna meet
He lay in seclusion for quite a long time but he’d not mind
Cause he was a pure oddity, one of a kind
He never cried nor did he mourn but sadness surrounded him
Like battle field and smoke, it was inseparable from him
But he survived the hardships and learnt how to avoid new obstacles
He became a warrior who could face even death and return victorious
He waded through the sea of life like a dolphin, absolutely calm
Within a very short time, he found the world within his palm
One day, like the bolt from the blue came a flower to him
It was not his but he wanted it to be and thus he found a partner
The flower gave him the one thing which he had never seen,
And he became addicted to that gift and he cared for nothing but her
Happiness was that gift which he got only from her,
And he knew that all his life, he must be a slave to her
The warrior loved the flower and he cared for nothing but her,
And the flower loved him too, but would never admit it
For the warrior was inferior to her in all walks of life
She could not leave him nor could she be with him
Scarred, he was as he had been in battles all his life
Beyond everything, he wanted some happiness in his life
Due to his experience, he read through the flower’s mind
And decided that he had to do something for her to be happy
Should he stay with her and make her realize her love?
Or should he leave her in hope that she finds solace elsewhere?
He knew so much of life but he could not answer this
Such is the power of love, it makes you know that you have a heart
To be or not to be?
Q
Nor is he something of super-cool nature which you really wanna meet
He lay in seclusion for quite a long time but he’d not mind
Cause he was a pure oddity, one of a kind
He never cried nor did he mourn but sadness surrounded him
Like battle field and smoke, it was inseparable from him
But he survived the hardships and learnt how to avoid new obstacles
He became a warrior who could face even death and return victorious
He waded through the sea of life like a dolphin, absolutely calm
Within a very short time, he found the world within his palm
One day, like the bolt from the blue came a flower to him
It was not his but he wanted it to be and thus he found a partner
The flower gave him the one thing which he had never seen,
And he became addicted to that gift and he cared for nothing but her
Happiness was that gift which he got only from her,
And he knew that all his life, he must be a slave to her
The warrior loved the flower and he cared for nothing but her,
And the flower loved him too, but would never admit it
For the warrior was inferior to her in all walks of life
She could not leave him nor could she be with him
Scarred, he was as he had been in battles all his life
Beyond everything, he wanted some happiness in his life
Due to his experience, he read through the flower’s mind
And decided that he had to do something for her to be happy
Should he stay with her and make her realize her love?
Or should he leave her in hope that she finds solace elsewhere?
He knew so much of life but he could not answer this
Such is the power of love, it makes you know that you have a heart
To be or not to be?
Q
Why do parents hate mobile phones?
Every parent in today’s world is proud of his kid having a mobile phone. They gift a small kid who does not even own a wallet with an attractive, trendy, stylish and grand mobile despite the fact that they have to pay through their nose to get it. Of course today money is not the matter. You have mobile phones starting prices which are very affordable but are we satisfied? Nooooooooooooooooo. That’s not fair is it?
Even officials have normal mobiles. Of course we do have a few with blackberry models or some PDAs but usually they are not interested. It is the youth of today who have the ubercool gadgets. Right from the iphone to the latest trendsetters, it is seen only with the non-earning members of the family.
Sure. One can argue the fact that only the youth listen to fm or to songs or play games etc but one cannot deny that the usage stops with that. Lewd images, videos and the black mails are well known but that does not come into discussion here. I deal with the 99% normal guys and gals out here.
True. I agree with only one point from the parents. The so called sms culture destroys language but one thing to remember is that it is a new form of the language. We get to communicate. Just like the talking slang, this is one kind. And what do they expect? Do we have to be bureaucrats? Saying the formal good morning sir etc? come on, we have forgotten caste creed and all crap in our friendship why the hell do you have a problem with us using machi and mama?
But one fault with us is that isn the process of sending sms, we forget the world around us. We become addicts to the mobiles, we forget people around us. Parnts talk to us but we are mentally absent during these sms periods. Sure, we owe them our attention and no compromise can be made in that but they too cross the limits by spying into ous messages. Is this acceptable?
Technology is for us to develop but not to go the opposite way. We gain friends but we are apparently losing our family in the process. Living under the same roof yet we are miles apart virtually.
Mobiles are a great invention. They have advanced to the level of PDAs and they are there in all walks of life. Every person has a mobile as of today. It is more of a necessity today rather than a luxury.
Let not what excites you execute your family
Q
Even officials have normal mobiles. Of course we do have a few with blackberry models or some PDAs but usually they are not interested. It is the youth of today who have the ubercool gadgets. Right from the iphone to the latest trendsetters, it is seen only with the non-earning members of the family.
Sure. One can argue the fact that only the youth listen to fm or to songs or play games etc but one cannot deny that the usage stops with that. Lewd images, videos and the black mails are well known but that does not come into discussion here. I deal with the 99% normal guys and gals out here.
True. I agree with only one point from the parents. The so called sms culture destroys language but one thing to remember is that it is a new form of the language. We get to communicate. Just like the talking slang, this is one kind. And what do they expect? Do we have to be bureaucrats? Saying the formal good morning sir etc? come on, we have forgotten caste creed and all crap in our friendship why the hell do you have a problem with us using machi and mama?
But one fault with us is that isn the process of sending sms, we forget the world around us. We become addicts to the mobiles, we forget people around us. Parnts talk to us but we are mentally absent during these sms periods. Sure, we owe them our attention and no compromise can be made in that but they too cross the limits by spying into ous messages. Is this acceptable?
Technology is for us to develop but not to go the opposite way. We gain friends but we are apparently losing our family in the process. Living under the same roof yet we are miles apart virtually.
Mobiles are a great invention. They have advanced to the level of PDAs and they are there in all walks of life. Every person has a mobile as of today. It is more of a necessity today rather than a luxury.
Let not what excites you execute your family
Q
The WITCH companies bewitching the young minds
This article is not to degrade any of the software companies. WITCH stands for the famous IT companies in India. W for Wipro, I for Infosys, T for TCS, C for Cognizant and H for HCL. These companies are no doubt all very famous, providing huge scope for employment and performing great achievements. We also have many other companies like Accenture, IBM etc but these are the prime companies in India as of today’s fast growing economic scenario.
Our young minds, have grown in a very different environment. Generally all Indians are workaholic. It will not be wrong if anyone says that we are having this quality in our genes. But one more thing that is in our genes is the fact that we always look for alternates. We love to switch to whichever is the best.
Whenever we see a small hike in payroll, we immediately switch to the better option unmindful of the consequences. The companies are innocent and they look for only the talents of the people and reward the employees rather handsomely. But the pay scales differ from company to company.
So whenever the employees notice a higher pay offering, they switch as they are having the necessary qualifications for the jobs. This problem is well known. We see many companies not willing to employ over qualified professionals. This is common in the case of call centres and BPO’s.
So why is this tragic state? Is this not betraying of the company we work for? Should not the loyalty of the employees be questioned? This is indeed a grave situation. From the gaining of our independence, we have believed that independence is the license to live life the way we want.
This is not true. True independence is when we live life the way everyone likes us. It may sound a bit weird as we all are so much into our own definition for independence.
We can switch from one company to another but it is something that must be thought about. It is indeed serious. For example, a person who has lived all his life in Mumbai switching over to a company in Chennai will find it difficult to accommodate himself as every single aspect from climate to language.
So it is up to our youth to decide if they must be bewitched or must they think twice before switching.
Look before you leap
Q
Our young minds, have grown in a very different environment. Generally all Indians are workaholic. It will not be wrong if anyone says that we are having this quality in our genes. But one more thing that is in our genes is the fact that we always look for alternates. We love to switch to whichever is the best.
Whenever we see a small hike in payroll, we immediately switch to the better option unmindful of the consequences. The companies are innocent and they look for only the talents of the people and reward the employees rather handsomely. But the pay scales differ from company to company.
So whenever the employees notice a higher pay offering, they switch as they are having the necessary qualifications for the jobs. This problem is well known. We see many companies not willing to employ over qualified professionals. This is common in the case of call centres and BPO’s.
So why is this tragic state? Is this not betraying of the company we work for? Should not the loyalty of the employees be questioned? This is indeed a grave situation. From the gaining of our independence, we have believed that independence is the license to live life the way we want.
This is not true. True independence is when we live life the way everyone likes us. It may sound a bit weird as we all are so much into our own definition for independence.
We can switch from one company to another but it is something that must be thought about. It is indeed serious. For example, a person who has lived all his life in Mumbai switching over to a company in Chennai will find it difficult to accommodate himself as every single aspect from climate to language.
So it is up to our youth to decide if they must be bewitched or must they think twice before switching.
Look before you leap
Q
The Beautiful Game
‘I give you …. A free and prosperous nation’ screamed the white clad hero
But if we were to believe him, all our bank accounts would read just zero
It is so cool that he gives each of us a truck load of goodies all for free
It is just for us to show him our support in an election where we won’t vote
The election is fixed; it is not defined to happen fairly, that’s the world
But still, he gives us a good allowance plus gifts to vote for him
It is amazing that there is more than one idiot doing the same manifesto
But all the money he gives us is returned to him with interest, manifold
After all, no one comes to power to serve in this large democratic nation,
Corruption and Election are the spotlights of this wonderful nation,
The winner mints money while the losers plot to topple the winner
He did not loose all that money just to be the peacemaker we deserve
He is a wonderful accountant, he writes them flawlessly and accurately
Less than ten percent of the total expenditure is for us, rest is for him
But no income tax officer can trap him, for he is absolutely prolific
And that is democracy for you; every man has his right to steal
Never be honest, if you are then you are not a politician at all
Lie but do it with expertise, you are a fully qualified professional politician
He eliminates his enemies easily with an iron hand but rogues prevail
That is the beauty of democracy; you have the license to be totally fooled
We support these guys even if we have to self-immolate knowing their fraud
But we ignore the thousands of people who live for their fellowmen
They will never care for us; they are not educated about our problems
But their skill in ‘Section 420’ is beyond what our education can give
And we are proud to live in the greatest democracy, that’s the beauty of it
We are not likely to change nor will they allow us to change
We are doomed in this land as Darwin’s Theory of ‘Survival of the fittest’
Will there not be a savior for us, one to help us and care for us?
The time is ripe but there is no savior
Q
But if we were to believe him, all our bank accounts would read just zero
It is so cool that he gives each of us a truck load of goodies all for free
It is just for us to show him our support in an election where we won’t vote
The election is fixed; it is not defined to happen fairly, that’s the world
But still, he gives us a good allowance plus gifts to vote for him
It is amazing that there is more than one idiot doing the same manifesto
But all the money he gives us is returned to him with interest, manifold
After all, no one comes to power to serve in this large democratic nation,
Corruption and Election are the spotlights of this wonderful nation,
The winner mints money while the losers plot to topple the winner
He did not loose all that money just to be the peacemaker we deserve
He is a wonderful accountant, he writes them flawlessly and accurately
Less than ten percent of the total expenditure is for us, rest is for him
But no income tax officer can trap him, for he is absolutely prolific
And that is democracy for you; every man has his right to steal
Never be honest, if you are then you are not a politician at all
Lie but do it with expertise, you are a fully qualified professional politician
He eliminates his enemies easily with an iron hand but rogues prevail
That is the beauty of democracy; you have the license to be totally fooled
We support these guys even if we have to self-immolate knowing their fraud
But we ignore the thousands of people who live for their fellowmen
They will never care for us; they are not educated about our problems
But their skill in ‘Section 420’ is beyond what our education can give
And we are proud to live in the greatest democracy, that’s the beauty of it
We are not likely to change nor will they allow us to change
We are doomed in this land as Darwin’s Theory of ‘Survival of the fittest’
Will there not be a savior for us, one to help us and care for us?
The time is ripe but there is no savior
Q
The WITCH companies bewitching the young minds
This article is not to degrade any of the software companies. WITCH stands for the famous IT companies in India. W for Wipro, I for Infosys, T for TCS, C for Cognizant and H for HCL. These companies are no doubt all very famous, providing huge scope for employment and performing great achievements. We also have many other companies like Accenture, IBM etc but these are the prime companies in India as of today’s fast growing economic scenario.
Our young minds, have grown in a very different environment. Generally all Indians are workaholic. It will not be wrong if anyone says that we are having this quality in our genes. But one more thing that is in our genes is the fact that we always look for alternates. We love to switch to whichever is the best.
Whenever we see a small hike in payroll, we immediately switch to the better option unmindful of the consequences. The companies are innocent and they look for only the talents of the people and reward the employees rather handsomely. But the pay scales differ from company to company.
So whenever the employees notice a higher pay offering, they switch as they are having the necessary qualifications for the jobs. This problem is well known. We see many companies not willing to employ over qualified professionals. This is common in the case of call centres and BPO’s.
So why is this tragic state? Is this not betraying of the company we work for? Should not the loyalty of the employees be questioned? This is indeed a grave situation. From the gaining of our independence, we have believed that independence is the license to live life the way we want.
This is not true. True independence is when we live life the way everyone likes us. It may sound a bit weird as we all are so much into our own definition for independence.
We can switch from one company to another but it is something that must be thought about. It is indeed serious. For example, a person who has lived all his life in Mumbai switching over to a company in Chennai will find it difficult to accommodate himself as every single aspect from climate to language.
So it is up to our youth to decide if they must be bewitched or must they think twice before switching.
Look before you leap
Q
Our young minds, have grown in a very different environment. Generally all Indians are workaholic. It will not be wrong if anyone says that we are having this quality in our genes. But one more thing that is in our genes is the fact that we always look for alternates. We love to switch to whichever is the best.
Whenever we see a small hike in payroll, we immediately switch to the better option unmindful of the consequences. The companies are innocent and they look for only the talents of the people and reward the employees rather handsomely. But the pay scales differ from company to company.
So whenever the employees notice a higher pay offering, they switch as they are having the necessary qualifications for the jobs. This problem is well known. We see many companies not willing to employ over qualified professionals. This is common in the case of call centres and BPO’s.
So why is this tragic state? Is this not betraying of the company we work for? Should not the loyalty of the employees be questioned? This is indeed a grave situation. From the gaining of our independence, we have believed that independence is the license to live life the way we want.
This is not true. True independence is when we live life the way everyone likes us. It may sound a bit weird as we all are so much into our own definition for independence.
We can switch from one company to another but it is something that must be thought about. It is indeed serious. For example, a person who has lived all his life in Mumbai switching over to a company in Chennai will find it difficult to accommodate himself as every single aspect from climate to language.
So it is up to our youth to decide if they must be bewitched or must they think twice before switching.
Look before you leap
Q
Caste, customs and crap! Screw you pal
Two people. So deeply in love. Not wrong in any sense as far as I know. They know that it is love and not the so called carnal hunger or age disorder. The girl is good natured, a decent one and so is the boy. Both have good jobs, status etc. What more do we need? Isn’t everything right here?
Still the parents say no to this union of souls. Believe me guys, the groom is not a vampire or anything that you read in your novels. Both are healthy and good human beings. They put the blame on one silly sick thing. CASTE!!!!!!!!!!!
Screw the society. If you were in such a situation what would you do? Elope or forget the girl? Forgetting is the thing with girls. The guy who was her man till the day before suddenly becomes ‘anna’. Nice right? Over night, a lover becomes a brother. The girl goes off happily or else commits suicide. What becomes of the guy is well known as we see in the movies around us.
Now if the love is true, wont they unite under any circumstance? So they elope despite knowing that it is not respectable. Who is the culprit here? The lovers? Or the so called society? Customs and caste which deprive us of our heart’s desires are trash according to me.
Oh! I totally forgot. There is one set of people who hunt these people down as though they are dogs. And this human hunt has a nice name!!!! yeah…… HONOUR KILLINGS. So nice. You wont let them be happy with you. In case, they become happy elsewhere, you hunt them down like animals.
What sort of a system is this? We guys do not want to cheat our parents but why? Why should we not be happy? Is love a sin? Is caste something lethal? Have we not always cleansed our society off what has defiled it? Shouldn’t this trash called caste be cleansed in the same way we eradicated untouchability?
Come on guys, we see arranged marriages resulting in divorce. What is the point in giving us a life that we know we will never enjoy? Think. Think dear friends. Do we need this evil?
Time to enlighten
Q
Still the parents say no to this union of souls. Believe me guys, the groom is not a vampire or anything that you read in your novels. Both are healthy and good human beings. They put the blame on one silly sick thing. CASTE!!!!!!!!!!!
Screw the society. If you were in such a situation what would you do? Elope or forget the girl? Forgetting is the thing with girls. The guy who was her man till the day before suddenly becomes ‘anna’. Nice right? Over night, a lover becomes a brother. The girl goes off happily or else commits suicide. What becomes of the guy is well known as we see in the movies around us.
Now if the love is true, wont they unite under any circumstance? So they elope despite knowing that it is not respectable. Who is the culprit here? The lovers? Or the so called society? Customs and caste which deprive us of our heart’s desires are trash according to me.
Oh! I totally forgot. There is one set of people who hunt these people down as though they are dogs. And this human hunt has a nice name!!!! yeah…… HONOUR KILLINGS. So nice. You wont let them be happy with you. In case, they become happy elsewhere, you hunt them down like animals.
What sort of a system is this? We guys do not want to cheat our parents but why? Why should we not be happy? Is love a sin? Is caste something lethal? Have we not always cleansed our society off what has defiled it? Shouldn’t this trash called caste be cleansed in the same way we eradicated untouchability?
Come on guys, we see arranged marriages resulting in divorce. What is the point in giving us a life that we know we will never enjoy? Think. Think dear friends. Do we need this evil?
Time to enlighten
Q
Tamil Masala Films? The Ultimatum?
Tamil masala films have always been something quite extraordinary. Just like they say in our K-town. No logic, only magic. It is something unique as it gives us a lot to think about.
We have seen a hero in the recent times. He was laurelled till a little while ago but now, everything he touches turns to trash. Flop following another flop and our hero seems to be the all new Robert Bruce. Well let’s just say that this is too much of a good thing. It is so nice because every movie of his differs only by who plays the female lead. Rest is all the same. The comedy, the songs, the stunts etc, all the same.
But the king of masala has always been our very own SUPER STAR. He sort of set the trend with his unique style and accent and not to forget, the punch dialogs which highlight the movie. But we do know that this man too can perform as good as any man around in the industry.
But when every little guy in the area copies him? Is it not boring? Well not everyone can be the SUPER STAR. But we do have many actors who experiment. From the olden days of tamil cinema, we have had two legends. The late Shivaji Ganesan and Padmashri Kamalahaasan. They sort of serve as a library for budding actors.
These people alternated with experiments and masala movies. Experiments were mild risks but the masala films are sure hits. So they either have consecutive hits or one flop which gives them time to think about the future.
Including our comedians, everyone has to be innovative in the present days. We have one man who sculpts his body and grows younger everyday. One more man, who can transform from a superhero to a ruffian overnight. We have people who experiment rooling the roost. We have new contestants for the numero uno position.
But still, masala films have been the safest bet. Six songs, two of which are duets and three fights along with a good amount of comedy. That is exactly what a masala film is all about.
The safety bet of tamil cinema
Q
We have seen a hero in the recent times. He was laurelled till a little while ago but now, everything he touches turns to trash. Flop following another flop and our hero seems to be the all new Robert Bruce. Well let’s just say that this is too much of a good thing. It is so nice because every movie of his differs only by who plays the female lead. Rest is all the same. The comedy, the songs, the stunts etc, all the same.
But the king of masala has always been our very own SUPER STAR. He sort of set the trend with his unique style and accent and not to forget, the punch dialogs which highlight the movie. But we do know that this man too can perform as good as any man around in the industry.
But when every little guy in the area copies him? Is it not boring? Well not everyone can be the SUPER STAR. But we do have many actors who experiment. From the olden days of tamil cinema, we have had two legends. The late Shivaji Ganesan and Padmashri Kamalahaasan. They sort of serve as a library for budding actors.
These people alternated with experiments and masala movies. Experiments were mild risks but the masala films are sure hits. So they either have consecutive hits or one flop which gives them time to think about the future.
Including our comedians, everyone has to be innovative in the present days. We have one man who sculpts his body and grows younger everyday. One more man, who can transform from a superhero to a ruffian overnight. We have people who experiment rooling the roost. We have new contestants for the numero uno position.
But still, masala films have been the safest bet. Six songs, two of which are duets and three fights along with a good amount of comedy. That is exactly what a masala film is all about.
The safety bet of tamil cinema
Q
Strict colleges create big zeroes
Nice topic isn’t it? Yes it’s true too. SSN is the best college in Chennai. That’s cause the students get their dose of freedom.
What do we ask? Healthy communication, time to chat, smiles, weekends off and semester holidays. Nothing much. All affordable. We saw an episode in NEEYA NAANA in Vijay tv.
At anytime when there is too much restriction, we intend to break the rules. What we fear is that these colleges may create aversion towards studies. If we talk this in our college, our ID card disappears. That’s life.
What do they get in seeing us cry? This happens in many colleges. We have very sweet people called floor supervisors and it is the dearest wish of students to kick these guys. Overdoing of one’s job, I’d say.
We have a short college life. We’d not score so much and take up engineering studies to end up in the life of a jail bird. Atleast a jail inmate has games, chicken and what not?
Fines truly run the colleges. College is the era to bunk but we are deprived of that pleasure too. Damn it. People who read this may call me a rebel. But this is for those jail birds who’ll agree with me saying I’m posting their hearts.
We are students. We want to study but don’t make our lives to be hell please. This is hell. Think of yourselves in our position. You’d not like this yourself dear elders. If any college administrator sees this please help us dear teachers. We do not want to party but please give us the freedom we deserve.
We intend to be engineers but please don’t send us running for the hills.
Staying in my very own personal hell on earth.
Q
What do we ask? Healthy communication, time to chat, smiles, weekends off and semester holidays. Nothing much. All affordable. We saw an episode in NEEYA NAANA in Vijay tv.
At anytime when there is too much restriction, we intend to break the rules. What we fear is that these colleges may create aversion towards studies. If we talk this in our college, our ID card disappears. That’s life.
What do they get in seeing us cry? This happens in many colleges. We have very sweet people called floor supervisors and it is the dearest wish of students to kick these guys. Overdoing of one’s job, I’d say.
We have a short college life. We’d not score so much and take up engineering studies to end up in the life of a jail bird. Atleast a jail inmate has games, chicken and what not?
Fines truly run the colleges. College is the era to bunk but we are deprived of that pleasure too. Damn it. People who read this may call me a rebel. But this is for those jail birds who’ll agree with me saying I’m posting their hearts.
We are students. We want to study but don’t make our lives to be hell please. This is hell. Think of yourselves in our position. You’d not like this yourself dear elders. If any college administrator sees this please help us dear teachers. We do not want to party but please give us the freedom we deserve.
We intend to be engineers but please don’t send us running for the hills.
Staying in my very own personal hell on earth.
Q
The Raptor in today’s world
Is today’s world devoid of dinosaurs? Think again. I think there are two of them alive even today. Blessed with mind blowing speed, agility, accuracy and the ability to dazzle their prey. Confused?
We’ve got two modern day raptors. They dance around their prey and are flawless plus they coordinate their activities.
You see them often in television. I’m sure you would have cheered for them in the recent times. Yes I’m talking about the Argentine king of play making Lionel Messi and the Portuguese winging wizard Cristiano Ronaldo.
Football is not just the most popular game. It is a treat to the eyes. You can see it as a battle where able warriors penetrate through their opponent’s defense. Some struggle but some have the skill. This I believe is a gift at birth.
From the beginning of football we’ve had heroes. We have popular names. I’d back Pele any day to be the number 1. But I think these two players are strong contenders.
Even the best defenders in today’s game need to be at their best to even try to match these wizards. But the one fact about Messi is his fairplay. Any player who gets attacked as mush as him as in this world cup would have punched every attacker in the face but there is an air of gentleness.
He dazzles, is behind every goal scored and every opportunity created and ravishes the opportunities given to him. Smiles is all that we see while the crowd do nothing but applaud.
Cristiano is another hitman. We see him in all smiles too in South Africa despite the exit in the round of 16. The most expensive player in the world has nothing to prove and is another person who’s second to none.
Don’t these guys get tired of everyone admiring them? Don’t they get sick of goals? Well as long as they make me relish football and Argentina take home the cup, I wont complain.
Prepare to be dazzled. There’s atleast a decade left for our dear fellows.
We’ve got two modern day raptors. They dance around their prey and are flawless plus they coordinate their activities.
You see them often in television. I’m sure you would have cheered for them in the recent times. Yes I’m talking about the Argentine king of play making Lionel Messi and the Portuguese winging wizard Cristiano Ronaldo.
Football is not just the most popular game. It is a treat to the eyes. You can see it as a battle where able warriors penetrate through their opponent’s defense. Some struggle but some have the skill. This I believe is a gift at birth.
From the beginning of football we’ve had heroes. We have popular names. I’d back Pele any day to be the number 1. But I think these two players are strong contenders.
Even the best defenders in today’s game need to be at their best to even try to match these wizards. But the one fact about Messi is his fairplay. Any player who gets attacked as mush as him as in this world cup would have punched every attacker in the face but there is an air of gentleness.
He dazzles, is behind every goal scored and every opportunity created and ravishes the opportunities given to him. Smiles is all that we see while the crowd do nothing but applaud.
Cristiano is another hitman. We see him in all smiles too in South Africa despite the exit in the round of 16. The most expensive player in the world has nothing to prove and is another person who’s second to none.
Don’t these guys get tired of everyone admiring them? Don’t they get sick of goals? Well as long as they make me relish football and Argentina take home the cup, I wont complain.
Prepare to be dazzled. There’s atleast a decade left for our dear fellows.
Love? or some crap?
What will it take for mortals to see what is true?
Truth lies before our eyes but we conveniently ignore it
Commonly love and lust are easily mistaken
But both are as different as chalk and cheese to be confused with
A true friend is the lucky guy who is booed and let down
And a fraud is one who is fondly goo-gooed
Money might be powerful enough to make many things including evil
But looks indeed today the soul cause of evil
Pain, the best teacher is no more on us incident
Pleasure and Lust are the only things those are evident
A man’s problem us his alone but I really pity the feminine
Senseless, the fall for not the heart but for the looks and money of masculine
Mistakes and small fights are omnipresent
It is upto us to realize what is truly present
Love is feared today by people who need nothing more than it
It makes the world go round and sans it we will be nothing but corpses
We all know that appearances are often deceptive
And many use this to their convenience being calculative
It is time for men and women to be sensible
Understand that only truth is indispensable
See not with your eyes but from your soul
Q
Truth lies before our eyes but we conveniently ignore it
Commonly love and lust are easily mistaken
But both are as different as chalk and cheese to be confused with
A true friend is the lucky guy who is booed and let down
And a fraud is one who is fondly goo-gooed
Money might be powerful enough to make many things including evil
But looks indeed today the soul cause of evil
Pain, the best teacher is no more on us incident
Pleasure and Lust are the only things those are evident
A man’s problem us his alone but I really pity the feminine
Senseless, the fall for not the heart but for the looks and money of masculine
Mistakes and small fights are omnipresent
It is upto us to realize what is truly present
Love is feared today by people who need nothing more than it
It makes the world go round and sans it we will be nothing but corpses
We all know that appearances are often deceptive
And many use this to their convenience being calculative
It is time for men and women to be sensible
Understand that only truth is indispensable
See not with your eyes but from your soul
Q
What makes Robert Pattinson so hot?
He’s the heartthrob of most of the females today. Suave, stylish, celeb status what else do you need? He’s the most wanted guy and a huge crush for almost every female alive.
Men argue on the offensive side saying that RP is nothing compared to the likes of Tom Cruise, Johnny Depp, Keanu Reeves and many others yet this man seems to be having a growing number of fans despite the disastrous Remember Me.
The Vampire in the Twilight Saga was rightly chosen as Cedric Diggory in the fourth edition of Harry Potter. And it was a taylor made role for him. A guy behind whom women flock for his looks. That might be cited as coincidence but we must agree that luck favours him.
In the twilight saga, a natural fantasy for woman, he takes the role of a guy whom any girl will die to have for. We see many girls grudging dear Kirsten Stewart for being his lady love in an on and off romance story but one thing is that there is too much competition involved.
The guy attracts effortlessly and has a warmth in his eyes which are just a whirlpool to attracts hearts. Every woman looks at this vampire lustily and naturally he has the envy of many guys. Me included. But this guy’s talent is not to be criticized.
He is in an era where he contests with fellow rising stars like Daniel Radcliffe, Elijah Wood etc.
Well lets just say it is a mystery but a beautiful one. Keep your eyes open for this showstopper.
Men argue on the offensive side saying that RP is nothing compared to the likes of Tom Cruise, Johnny Depp, Keanu Reeves and many others yet this man seems to be having a growing number of fans despite the disastrous Remember Me.
The Vampire in the Twilight Saga was rightly chosen as Cedric Diggory in the fourth edition of Harry Potter. And it was a taylor made role for him. A guy behind whom women flock for his looks. That might be cited as coincidence but we must agree that luck favours him.
In the twilight saga, a natural fantasy for woman, he takes the role of a guy whom any girl will die to have for. We see many girls grudging dear Kirsten Stewart for being his lady love in an on and off romance story but one thing is that there is too much competition involved.
The guy attracts effortlessly and has a warmth in his eyes which are just a whirlpool to attracts hearts. Every woman looks at this vampire lustily and naturally he has the envy of many guys. Me included. But this guy’s talent is not to be criticized.
He is in an era where he contests with fellow rising stars like Daniel Radcliffe, Elijah Wood etc.
Well lets just say it is a mystery but a beautiful one. Keep your eyes open for this showstopper.
Love is Feminine
My Friend asked me, “Machi!!!!! What is love?”.
I thought for a while. Today we don’t see much of it and tragically it is mistaken with lust. I answered slowly, “It is the process in which a man becomes feminine and a woman matures”.
One cannot deny this that easily. We can agree that even between a mother and a father, we find the mother to symbolize love and dad as a protector. Of course no grudge on daddies. But it is a fact. Only a woman can shower love. Don’t we call earth as Mother earth?
A woman expects nothing at any point of time. She cries, I agree but a man cannot do that. Crying is not cowardice and fear too is not. Admitting both is true courage. From the beginning of time, men have been brutes but once they fall for a woman, they literally melt. Their unruly attitudes disappear. The become gentle, presentable. Once he enters a family, the responsibility that he takes is due to love. Haven’t we seen all that? This makes him partly feminine.
Love is sacred. It’s pure, lovely and divine. It starts as a battle as The Sacred Feminine versus The Mighty Masculine but ends as the woman to be the victor but no one defeats.
It makes the world move around. We see the husbands ready to die protecting their wives more often than vice versa. One reason behind this is probably because the man fears that the good guy or the feminine part of him will cease to exist as soon as his love parts plus she can shower love on the kids.
Forget the fact that today love has almost lost it’s meaning. Forget the men’s purses going empty. Forget the flirting and dating. Forget the few idiots who destroy the meaning of love.
Love is feminine. When we define it that way, we understand it better. So let us respect love. The first part of that is respecting our mothers.
I thought for a while. Today we don’t see much of it and tragically it is mistaken with lust. I answered slowly, “It is the process in which a man becomes feminine and a woman matures”.
One cannot deny this that easily. We can agree that even between a mother and a father, we find the mother to symbolize love and dad as a protector. Of course no grudge on daddies. But it is a fact. Only a woman can shower love. Don’t we call earth as Mother earth?
A woman expects nothing at any point of time. She cries, I agree but a man cannot do that. Crying is not cowardice and fear too is not. Admitting both is true courage. From the beginning of time, men have been brutes but once they fall for a woman, they literally melt. Their unruly attitudes disappear. The become gentle, presentable. Once he enters a family, the responsibility that he takes is due to love. Haven’t we seen all that? This makes him partly feminine.
Love is sacred. It’s pure, lovely and divine. It starts as a battle as The Sacred Feminine versus The Mighty Masculine but ends as the woman to be the victor but no one defeats.
It makes the world move around. We see the husbands ready to die protecting their wives more often than vice versa. One reason behind this is probably because the man fears that the good guy or the feminine part of him will cease to exist as soon as his love parts plus she can shower love on the kids.
Forget the fact that today love has almost lost it’s meaning. Forget the men’s purses going empty. Forget the flirting and dating. Forget the few idiots who destroy the meaning of love.
Love is feminine. When we define it that way, we understand it better. So let us respect love. The first part of that is respecting our mothers.
M S Dhoni – fame analysis?
Any channel you switch to has this Mr. Cool Captain of the Indian cricket team with a wide smile. He’s the number one player courtesy of the ODI rankings, boasts an impressive average, has a few priced titles including the T20 world cup, a cracking keeper and what not?
Captain MS Dhoni has been a phenomenal success. No link ups yet has been serious enough to tarnish his image. What more can one ask for? Money, glitz and talent. That’s Dhoni for you.
Batting a stable innings has been his power. Dhoni has never been the explosive type for the first 40 balls that he faces. But beyond that he’s any bowler’s worst nightmare. We saw what he did to Irfan Pathan in the match at Dharamshala did we not? Though he has a great average courtesy of many not out innings, we haven’t seen Dhoni yet as the savior when it comes to batting. Sourav Ganguly widely regarded as the builder of taday’s Indian team never had this recognition. He did not have so many ads. But the money has not gone to Dhoni’s head. He still is down to earth despite a few problems within the team. (Remember Irfan?)
On the field he serves as an energy source and does not get blown down easily by defeats. Sourav Ganguly was an equally good captain and has records second to only the Little Master but he was an aggressive and emotional captain. Each with his own talents but one smile can take you a long way. In Dhoni, India sees an asset as he maintains a good rapport with the team.
Can we forget the great 183 in the one down position? The gigantic sixers? Charisma. We heard a few comments about the stars and sun etc from religious pundits all over but this is beyond all that.
But still one point Dhoni needs to see is that he must take burdens into his shoulders and certain grudges like Raina not given the one-down, Irfan being rejected can be avoided. We still have no replacement for the Little Master. Will Dhoni step into his shoes? Just like the abysmal recent T20’s replaced by the coveted Asia Cup let’s hope that Dhoni rocks for India against the Aussies.
Captain MS Dhoni has been a phenomenal success. No link ups yet has been serious enough to tarnish his image. What more can one ask for? Money, glitz and talent. That’s Dhoni for you.
Batting a stable innings has been his power. Dhoni has never been the explosive type for the first 40 balls that he faces. But beyond that he’s any bowler’s worst nightmare. We saw what he did to Irfan Pathan in the match at Dharamshala did we not? Though he has a great average courtesy of many not out innings, we haven’t seen Dhoni yet as the savior when it comes to batting. Sourav Ganguly widely regarded as the builder of taday’s Indian team never had this recognition. He did not have so many ads. But the money has not gone to Dhoni’s head. He still is down to earth despite a few problems within the team. (Remember Irfan?)
On the field he serves as an energy source and does not get blown down easily by defeats. Sourav Ganguly was an equally good captain and has records second to only the Little Master but he was an aggressive and emotional captain. Each with his own talents but one smile can take you a long way. In Dhoni, India sees an asset as he maintains a good rapport with the team.
Can we forget the great 183 in the one down position? The gigantic sixers? Charisma. We heard a few comments about the stars and sun etc from religious pundits all over but this is beyond all that.
But still one point Dhoni needs to see is that he must take burdens into his shoulders and certain grudges like Raina not given the one-down, Irfan being rejected can be avoided. We still have no replacement for the Little Master. Will Dhoni step into his shoes? Just like the abysmal recent T20’s replaced by the coveted Asia Cup let’s hope that Dhoni rocks for India against the Aussies.
WHOA!!! IT WAS JUST not A DREAM…
It was during one of the hottest day of summer vacation. I was very tired after playing with my friends in the streets. Every inch of my body was aching and all I wanted to do was go home and sleep. And so I did. I slept at about 2 pm after having my lunch. It is one of the best things I do during holidays. I dint know for how long I have been sleeping but when I woke up everything around me was pitch dark. It was so dark that I couldn’t figure out where’s what. Soon my eyes became accustomed to the darkness and I was still in my house except that I dint seem to find anyone there and the place portrayed as if it was struck by a natural disaster. Everything was a mess, many valuable items were broken, broken mirror, broken chairs, and the scariest thing there was the rats. I am basically a person who fears all the reptiles in the world I would run to my neighbor’s house if I happened to see a cockroach in my living room. Now that I saw rats there was no stopping me. I ran away from that room until I made sure I never saw it anymore.
Just when I thought that things could never get worse, I felt something wet under my feet. Then there I saw blood spots. The thing about this was that it went all the way outside my house. I followed it even though I had no courage to do so. I just did it because I had to find my parents they could be in trouble. As I kept thinking about all the possibilities of what could have happened to my parents while following the blood spots it just disappeared suddenly. I lifted my head and found I was standing in the middle of the road. I then came back to my house there could have possibly been a car over there which took them. I found the main switch and switched it ON. Then frantically searched the telephone to dial to my uncle because he is the only person I could count on when I was in trouble. I took the receiver and I found out that the phone was dead. Imagine yourself getting up from sleep and figuring out that your parents are missing and that you could possibly not get any help from anyone. How much agony will you feel? How much pain will you have? I sat there for a few minutes staring at the receiver not knowing what to do.
Then I took all courage to enter my room (remember my fear of reptiles?) I took some money from the drawer and found my cell phone missing. I came out to the living room past the dining room and took a double look at the dining table; I saw a parchment with something written in it. It was some kind of a code word or could it be…
The parchment read,
Eh oys qmzzm umri oysv xmviztu xviuu vijmeb hvya tfi zimvlo lyytf.
The first thing that came to mind after seeing this was “is this some kind of practical joke?”. I know I was wasting time but I had no other option I sat with the code for 2 hours and finally figured out the pattern. It was the alphabets taken 13 at a time and reversed like a-m as a set and the rest taken separately and the order reversed. The message read:
If you wanna save your parents press redial from the nearby booth.
I ran to the telephone booth opposite my apartment and pressed redial. It was a voice mail. A man spoke up and said some address. I knew where it was so I took a cab to the place. Luckily I had money. As I got down I saw this worn out building right in front of me. I had no idea what danger I was facing. I had no self-defense plan or anything of that sort all I had in mind was to save my parents. I entered this haunted looking building and I climbed the stairs. As it was night time it made me imagine that a ghost is walking right being me and that I keep hearing strange noises. When I came to the second floor someone hit me hard on my head and I fell down knocked out.
When I woke, all I saw was bright white light glaring at me. My hands and legs were tied down and my parents in front of me sitting in a chair. Other than us there was no one in the room. My dad looked at me, and for the first time in life I saw fear in his eyes. I know him as this fearless, brave man but now he seemed to me like bait ready to be hooked in the fishing rope, scared to death. Mom on the other hand was unconscious. I tried shouting but I heard no voice coming out. My throat was as dry as sand. I suddenly felt stupid that I am just dreaming but no matter how much I tried I couldn’t wake up from the dream so that confirmed this wasn’t one. My dad tried to tell me something but I dint quiet understand.
I knew things would get worse if anyone entered in but I had to do something I cannot just be tied there, I would rather have had them tie one around my neck instead. Then it flashed to me I happened to have a small nail clipper in my dad’s pocket. I signaled him to pull it out of his pocket if he could. Atleast we had one ray of hope, he was able to take it out somehow and he freed himself and then he freed me too. When he was busy untying my mom, a man entered in and from the look in his face I was sure he was furious.(of course he will be duh!!!). He had a hand gun. When the man came close only then I realized who he was. He was one my dad’s client, my dad is an attorney and this man is a murderer since my father came to know the truth he had represented the opponent party in the court he wanted to kill him and his entire family. He had come home yesterday to warn my dad about this, but my dad was not scared of him and never took him seriously. That was where the whole problem started.
As the man explained this, everything seemed to have fallen in place. I knew what my dad did was wrong but it was for a good cause. The man raised his gun towards me and prepared himself to shoot me. I really had no idea what I was doing but because of fear my adrenaline seems to have secreted a lot of acid and I found my self running towards him and kicking him and a second later I found him on the ground and I was over him trying to tie him out. My dad quickly took his phone and called the police and they arrived to arrest this guy.
Well so much for the whole story we all know sometimes things like these are more likely to happen so all I want to say from this is believe in yourselves because you don’t who would. Sure this was not a true story but it was at least an interesting one I hope….
Contributed by
Ramya Krishnan
Just when I thought that things could never get worse, I felt something wet under my feet. Then there I saw blood spots. The thing about this was that it went all the way outside my house. I followed it even though I had no courage to do so. I just did it because I had to find my parents they could be in trouble. As I kept thinking about all the possibilities of what could have happened to my parents while following the blood spots it just disappeared suddenly. I lifted my head and found I was standing in the middle of the road. I then came back to my house there could have possibly been a car over there which took them. I found the main switch and switched it ON. Then frantically searched the telephone to dial to my uncle because he is the only person I could count on when I was in trouble. I took the receiver and I found out that the phone was dead. Imagine yourself getting up from sleep and figuring out that your parents are missing and that you could possibly not get any help from anyone. How much agony will you feel? How much pain will you have? I sat there for a few minutes staring at the receiver not knowing what to do.
Then I took all courage to enter my room (remember my fear of reptiles?) I took some money from the drawer and found my cell phone missing. I came out to the living room past the dining room and took a double look at the dining table; I saw a parchment with something written in it. It was some kind of a code word or could it be…
The parchment read,
Eh oys qmzzm umri oysv xmviztu xviuu vijmeb hvya tfi zimvlo lyytf.
The first thing that came to mind after seeing this was “is this some kind of practical joke?”. I know I was wasting time but I had no other option I sat with the code for 2 hours and finally figured out the pattern. It was the alphabets taken 13 at a time and reversed like a-m as a set and the rest taken separately and the order reversed. The message read:
If you wanna save your parents press redial from the nearby booth.
I ran to the telephone booth opposite my apartment and pressed redial. It was a voice mail. A man spoke up and said some address. I knew where it was so I took a cab to the place. Luckily I had money. As I got down I saw this worn out building right in front of me. I had no idea what danger I was facing. I had no self-defense plan or anything of that sort all I had in mind was to save my parents. I entered this haunted looking building and I climbed the stairs. As it was night time it made me imagine that a ghost is walking right being me and that I keep hearing strange noises. When I came to the second floor someone hit me hard on my head and I fell down knocked out.
When I woke, all I saw was bright white light glaring at me. My hands and legs were tied down and my parents in front of me sitting in a chair. Other than us there was no one in the room. My dad looked at me, and for the first time in life I saw fear in his eyes. I know him as this fearless, brave man but now he seemed to me like bait ready to be hooked in the fishing rope, scared to death. Mom on the other hand was unconscious. I tried shouting but I heard no voice coming out. My throat was as dry as sand. I suddenly felt stupid that I am just dreaming but no matter how much I tried I couldn’t wake up from the dream so that confirmed this wasn’t one. My dad tried to tell me something but I dint quiet understand.
I knew things would get worse if anyone entered in but I had to do something I cannot just be tied there, I would rather have had them tie one around my neck instead. Then it flashed to me I happened to have a small nail clipper in my dad’s pocket. I signaled him to pull it out of his pocket if he could. Atleast we had one ray of hope, he was able to take it out somehow and he freed himself and then he freed me too. When he was busy untying my mom, a man entered in and from the look in his face I was sure he was furious.(of course he will be duh!!!). He had a hand gun. When the man came close only then I realized who he was. He was one my dad’s client, my dad is an attorney and this man is a murderer since my father came to know the truth he had represented the opponent party in the court he wanted to kill him and his entire family. He had come home yesterday to warn my dad about this, but my dad was not scared of him and never took him seriously. That was where the whole problem started.
As the man explained this, everything seemed to have fallen in place. I knew what my dad did was wrong but it was for a good cause. The man raised his gun towards me and prepared himself to shoot me. I really had no idea what I was doing but because of fear my adrenaline seems to have secreted a lot of acid and I found my self running towards him and kicking him and a second later I found him on the ground and I was over him trying to tie him out. My dad quickly took his phone and called the police and they arrived to arrest this guy.
Well so much for the whole story we all know sometimes things like these are more likely to happen so all I want to say from this is believe in yourselves because you don’t who would. Sure this was not a true story but it was at least an interesting one I hope….
Contributed by
Ramya Krishnan
A Blue Ultimatum
This is a poem i bet you'll read twice to understand what i have to say
It was twilight, or should I say dusk when I sat a few feet away from her in solitude,
She played ever so cutely in front of me, totally ignoring me, what an attitude?
Amidst the enchanting tranquil, there was that music which kept me immobile
Was it melancholic? Ironic though for she was personified for it despite her smiles
She was mighty, yet enchantingly beautiful, attributes which seldom came in pairs
She symbolized abstinence, something ethereal yet something omnipresent
My chin resting on my palm, I gazed at her mesmerized, not remembering how to blink
But she seemed to be unperturbed by my presence, true, I am insignificant
Pearls and other things so valuable lay at her feet, no wonder women envy her
But she’d not care of those trivial things, she was a mighty yet gentle force incarnated
From the beginning of time I believed she was a union of many lives like the divine
Greatness can be inspired not made, but she was made by God, just to break the rule
She served as a means for the confused to bond with the infinite
Still she is admirably patient for I have hurt her to my very best
Her anger, though it is something which is the most lethal disaster
It is as safe provoking her like entering the core of an active nuclear reactor
In her wavy hair, I felt that I was drowning though I was at a good distance from her
She played before me ever so cutely, to save myself, I called for her
But she remained indifferent to my cries of anguish, my cute blue beauty
My girl, the ocean mother stood majestically in front of me
Inspiring me like the thousands before it had effortlessly enchanted
And the millions after me who would be gifted to bask in her warmth
The gift of nature has infected me, now I am writing about her in verse
I do not wish to be cured, for she is my solace, I’m ready to set sail to ecstasy
Indebted to your misty eyes forever
Q
It was twilight, or should I say dusk when I sat a few feet away from her in solitude,
She played ever so cutely in front of me, totally ignoring me, what an attitude?
Amidst the enchanting tranquil, there was that music which kept me immobile
Was it melancholic? Ironic though for she was personified for it despite her smiles
She was mighty, yet enchantingly beautiful, attributes which seldom came in pairs
She symbolized abstinence, something ethereal yet something omnipresent
My chin resting on my palm, I gazed at her mesmerized, not remembering how to blink
But she seemed to be unperturbed by my presence, true, I am insignificant
Pearls and other things so valuable lay at her feet, no wonder women envy her
But she’d not care of those trivial things, she was a mighty yet gentle force incarnated
From the beginning of time I believed she was a union of many lives like the divine
Greatness can be inspired not made, but she was made by God, just to break the rule
She served as a means for the confused to bond with the infinite
Still she is admirably patient for I have hurt her to my very best
Her anger, though it is something which is the most lethal disaster
It is as safe provoking her like entering the core of an active nuclear reactor
In her wavy hair, I felt that I was drowning though I was at a good distance from her
She played before me ever so cutely, to save myself, I called for her
But she remained indifferent to my cries of anguish, my cute blue beauty
My girl, the ocean mother stood majestically in front of me
Inspiring me like the thousands before it had effortlessly enchanted
And the millions after me who would be gifted to bask in her warmth
The gift of nature has infected me, now I am writing about her in verse
I do not wish to be cured, for she is my solace, I’m ready to set sail to ecstasy
Indebted to your misty eyes forever
Q
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