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.
Our natural talents are seldom exposed. I give you a chance to showcase it. Feel free to send me your works to publish in my blog. This is a stage watched by our friends. I only ask you to be a follower of my blog and invite your friends to our network ----Q
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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