Amazed was I to see the Happy mind

Smiling face, cheerful mind

Stayed a mind to doom the sadness around

Blissful remained he to extend smiles in all

Amazed was I to see him smile many

Bosom buddy became he to raise delights

Joy and laughter filled the air

But then found I the curtained sadness behind

Piercing pains in life, wounds in happy mind

Hitches in pocket glitches in family

Debts in row blocks in paths

All circled his life

Pained I but never did he glow that

Amazed was I to see him curtain all behind his smile

Pains are gains to none tongues he

And smiles he to spread more happy minds

Amazed was I to see him smile many

Realized its a dream

I opened my eyes and saw many ready to serve me

Rushed many to help me with heaps of love and care

Ushered many every time for simple things

Top of the world felt I, to shine like a star

Phones to enquire about me queues of pals to visit me

I felt like this is life

Enjoyed I with many around and with

My diamonds and emeralds

Plummeting from my boxes

Lived a king’s life

when I slept at dusk sadness doomed

To sketch the fact that none stayed to be real

Money pulled many to befriend me

Plummeting boxes of love was lost when my diamonds vanished

Serving hands were no more ready to aid me

I felt deep in a trench of cries and sadness of isolation

I smelt the truth that money is not the honey and

opened my eyes and realized it was just a dream.

Destiny to smile with a hope of easy rest

Destined to smile is my hope

But faded looks my journey to the goal

Pruned were my studies

And unlearned was my mark

Still my childhood was graceful with my younger siblings

Enjoyed I, playing and staying with them

Cooked for them and smiled when they relished

Married to one at an early age

And embodied him and his wishes

Destined were my duties to serve him

And I did religiously

Winters and summers passed

Stabs gained I from my lord

Silence was a medicine which I swallowed

But bitterness continued…..

But destined to smile was my hope

I gained a price of isolation from my spouse

With three children following me

Thought times to end my breath with venom

But cries of my kids resisted me

Money was the world and agony was to my credit

Begged my siblings but returned with stabs

My wounds were peppered with more words

And my weep prolonged

Aimed to slog I, with harshness around

Found none to share nor care

Wept I whined I but in vain

But still destined to smile was my hope

Fasted I and gave bread to my children

Hoped to see a smile in them

And they laughed at me when I turned grey

Kicked was I from one goal to other

Rubbing plates and accolade with cursing words added to my credit

Tears and fears peaked in me and lost in lanes stay I

And now have reached a destiny to smile with a hope of easy rest ……

I woke up n stayed on my couch

I woke up n stayed on my couch

For a whiff of coffee beans

A cuddling smile on your face to shield me

Struggled you, cause of me, heard tunes of complaints from many

But you shielded me all time

I woke up n stayed on my couch

For a plate of rice

You spiced the food made to strengthen me,blended with your love and care

I crave for that all time

I woke up n stayed on my couch

For a nap on your lap

A heaven you gave to vanish my worries and pat to slap my fears

But life refrains this all time

I woke up n stayed on my couch

Thinking about you my mom

Praying the Divine to have my Divine all time

Oh my mom, words frame short to pen you

And just keep me stayed on my couch.

best illustration illustrated by a tiny kid...

Yep,as wildly accepted by people thruout the globe..old is gold n old ads truly are very much filled with pounds of lessons.Its indeed a matter of few minutes of inspiration but is nerve breaking one,a boost of energy to make healthier with good thoughts,a thought of doing somethin for the society are the lessons told by this simple video.A small boy demonstrated that a will to do something independently without cursing n waiting for the world would surely help in success.Beautiful rendition of tonnes of lessons is well portrayed in the ad.how the lethargic policemen who are known as responsible citizens and actually make the civilians to b responsible simply keep groaning.the ministers with powers use power to arrange for alternate vehicles n forget runk of the world n its development.Gals curse India n praise the foreign countries.And a tiny hanuman walks in to prove the world that his will to do something wud reap success.A tiny skinny guy walkin and puttin his grams of power to push the tree pulls attention of entire lot of people and demonstrates the act of unity is strength....Indeed a beautiful ad...to be remembered n to b learnt from....

played a teacher's role

sounds astonishing but i well posed the teacher's act to teach my cousin sister's son ARJUN few sanskrit hymns on GOD.managed very easily as it was simple and simple stories to aid n to attract his attention,but to say the first student grasped things very fast n essayed the same to extend the happiness in me.truly its a great feelin to have a student perform well in front the teacher.the student though small n tiny has an energy to beautifully essay things.wow...a feelin

Reading out the art

Group of ladies all grouped together in one snap by the paint brush of Raja Ravi Verma.The beautiful aspect being the grouping of ladies from almost all parts of the Indian map.The muslim Begum,Keralian beauty,Tamilian lady with enshrinement,Maharastrain aroma spread by the cultural beauty,the christian Lily,Assamee and Mizorami beauties all colored wonderfully.My reading goes like this...

A Moghal Empress is relaxing the day by the beautiful renditions from the ladies with added percussions and string instruments from respective Indian cultures.The happiness is well blown on the empress's face and others if seen are keen in displaying their skills to gain the appreciation from the queen.All said,the entire multi cultural nation with differences in cultures,looks,traditions,music,dance forms all gather together to show that Indian nation is the ground of varied cultures and the unity is present though diversities exists......the mile sur mera tumhara can be an extra explanation to reveal the picture more....

my interpretations

The portrait by the famed artist of India..Raja Ravi Verma...I just thought of reading the picture...the traditional female in the maharasthrain attire symbolize a  total culture centric display.Beauty is the only noun that can be given for the piece.With no cosmetic aids the natural beauty filled with traditions of the respective state is very well essayed.

The story which I write from the picture goes like this.The lady is from a village in Maharashtra.The lady is newly married and is getting adjusted to the husband's family traditions.In her house,guests have come down,and the lady comes to welcome the guests with the traditional method of quenching them with water.Again a display of complete innocence is lit in the eyes.The reason could be the guest could be elderly ones and they might quiz her.Mixture of respect,fear and obedience is evidently displayed on her face......

Other story can be a plight of anticipation that is displayed on her face.Reason can be she is eagerly waiting at the doorstep during the evening hours for her husband.The pot in her arm is full of water and she is waiting to quench her hubby's thirst as soon as his arrival.Pain filled with anxiousness and her mind racking the reasons for her husband to be late.Its been long span of their separation because of the work from dawn till late evenings.She is fighting with her mind as what would she do if something happens to her hubby.All etched beautifully is the art of Ravi Verma

No journey is with only roses but comes with thorns also…So what ..we wanna live. And we will live happy and contented….

Floods of emotions n essays of feelings by the short set of snaps.....

my actual job in KNP

in KNP my offered work was to investigate the reason for rejection of the KNP products by dealers n rather y was the rival product chosen????the work required to frame n no. of questions somethin named as "questionnaire".now the actual task of getting the questions answered from innumerable people with varied psychologies wid different frames of mind.had to pull in my socks before actually venturing into the main task of asking queries to ppl. the point lied in analyzing firstly whether to enter into teh shop or not(standing outside the shop).Later the initial hiccup of xplaining the reason for my act of querying.certain men literally turn their faces off,certain don't bother to wonder the presence of urs in front of them(rather wud act or might be busy doing the counting notes job very religiously).Secondly the slang of language made a mark.the dress impacted.the away of taking notes mattered.with rejections n depressions of not gettin any answers nor their visiting cards walked I with question of how the hell am i gonna produce my analysis results.Plus the burning sun to fume out n roast us....terribly with heat n sweat was I dejected.Then with guts n communication skills peppered with few lies n aid of company high profilic identities everywhr I started walkin n came out with results.after done all,the task of framing the report with 100s of pages would rack my brain.....but having said all...i wud finish this work..but what if in future i hav do this kind of work....wud I enjoy.whr do i put my brains.its just teh skills which matter here n no knowledge.I feel unless knowledge n skill blend n ultimately u gain a smile on ur face after accomplishments is the true job..i am in search of true job now....

memories

jus thought of typing down few memories.after graduation wid loads of difficulties....did i proceed to gain a seat in software company.wid neck high in the air in the garden city I went in the company...but never ever foresaw that my interests never existed in codes n computer mnemonics.but wid bank accounts n deposits cementing with few suffixes of zeros i pulled my tenure there for almost 2.5 years.3 different projects did i happen to work.But the great days were those of training wherein many college pass outs gelled so well to continue our good bondings till date.from almost all southern parts had the people walked in isolating their families to make a new family in the corporate campus.3 months of classroom trainings with varied stupid subjects which nvr interested me neither others (i guess) but norms were mandatory to b followed.though the thirst for learnin ebbed still v banged our brains to grasp a few contents n pass in the silly tests.finally again dispersed were we into varied projects. many enjoyed bench days..hahahah....even i was lucky ..jus walkin at around 10.30 have breakfast of ur choice....kool.tea/coffee/lime tea anythin anytime....enjoyed.all non-project benchers joined for timepass discussions.petty fights on sweets durin lunch times.pjs n gossips floatin n weekends wid parties.....wid all happy days.....slowly recedin we all got busy wid our silly projects...and the frequencies ebbed.demands turned out to be beseechings...but all said n done.some managed to get a partner some gud frendz n some quit....only after few years when we meet for some marriage engagements do these memories flash bac....

Music in India ...my research paper on carnatic music

“Kausalya Suppraja…” is the first rendition echoed in the air in the temple capital of India when the Sun unhides itself to glow and brighten the sky. Every south Indian would certainly affirm that this is the popular rendition worldwide by our famous Carnatic musician, Bharath Ratna winner Ms.Subbalakshmi. The hymn is a classical portrayal of mantra, requesting the Divine to wake up and enlighten the world with His gracious eyes for blessings.

India – well known worldwide for its rich cultural and traditional values, is rich with immense treasure of music in all forms and this goes unsaid. The main unique differentiation factor is the Classical form of music and this surely helps in branding India worldwide.Carnatic music, a branch of Classical music form, a sibling for its counterpart the Hindustani style of music form, is in itself a deep ocean to dive in and feel. The classification and differentiation can be detailed in a very lame format as follows: Carnatic music stresses on the semantic compositions decorated with various beautification factors of music like the swaras, aalapanas, etc while its counterpart aims at routing to the meditative mood of the listener.

But ultimately the ambiences of music whether carnatic or Hindustani is simply amazing and breezes off all the negatives and drives the listener to the ocean of peace at least till the tenure of the rendition........

good economic growth

I was rather confused n was restrictin myself to type this article n publish on my blog.newspapers flooding every morning with low economic growths in our cultural nation n ministers racking their witty brains to investigate methods to arrive the adjective "developed" for our country.But lemme vouch or etch whichever u like.....its tuff to claim the prefix developed for INDIA. am not sounding pessimistic but the fact.Imagine u gain all ur necessities free of cost....richer u become in possession,ur house stores all electronic gadgets all free....whos gonna miss the opportunity..not even I.yes....just cast ur vote n select to elect the group n u gain things for free...sounds gr8..n ignorant people n India's poorer population which counts the maximum,wud surely run behind the free gifts n never bother to un-curtain the actual truth...Fundas of economics wud well conclude that,this is gonna just worsen.in the next elections..the wants of people for free gifts wud mount n keep mounting...n people turn lazier n sluggish to stick onto their cots and rest.What ecomonic growth we gain.just n increase in people's wants n no desire to work.Working population wud diminish n no production n finally their wudnt b free gifts...it wud end to a disaster with jus aspirations n frustrations.....TN had initiated,now its again propelled...Kerala has copied the act now....now like a fire its gonna spread the nation...n only inflations wud touch double digit n growth wud creep down n down....dear able-brained leaders plz help the nation to develop ....

Transitions...

Wonderstuck was I when I first breated the cool gushing air smashing on me as the saint gobain glass doors opened to welcome me in the artistically beautified architecture inside the 2nd largest software gaint in the nation.wid flocks of other smartly dressed professionasl I was hardly spotted in the midst of them.with proficient english tunes flapping in the air as if the US had landed.but shud vouch they were elegant in costumes to fume air of J around n hence a competition of "i shud also look good n be smart".Shud say amazing professionalism ruled the yard of the company.spectacular beauties n sparkling brains from all around.n few borrows from abroad to do a learning program wid the company.all colors of skin grouped together as the varied colored logo of the company.the architecture just attracted ppl to smell more of the company n a feelin of I rule the world,an attitude man..wow,amazing dat was.buses queued sincerely n employees had to maintain a clock time of 9.5 hours inside the boundaries.sincerity n process was just too good.canteens n juice centres spread out aromas here n there to again pull the gang of smart brains to relax for a chat n can never erase the slots of tea breaks to vent out gossips n spread grapevines.Ppl had a strong say man n had the guts to say the heart out to throw ideas n feel the employee-ness.a great exp to push the neck high in the air to quote the company's name n walk wid an attitude...hahaha.....Again was I wonderstuck when I first breathed the hot smashing waves of air to walk into a new company again the 2nd ranking company producing the essential product to bring colors of different hues to life.my eyes spotted the entire crew n cast working in the age old place wid dozens of papers n essentials neatly stocked at the end of teh quadrants.few heads popped up to c me wid an alien face plastered on my face.hospitality flooded offering seat n coffee.I enjoyed the sip n halted hours to meet teh destined.the aroma of the previous place of my working was at an angle of 180 degree.the culture to bow down to elders n superiors was practised n I sniffed the indianness.working hard was the forte n former was smarter than harder.english had to be replaced,modified,adjusted to all vernaculars to not get subtracted from teh flock....but good was it to fall to the actual hard workers.gelling smelt acerbic but wasnt impossible.Walkin n lunchin for days helped in gluing wid coworkers.truly helpful each one was n former initiated one's own tact to handle situations.helping hand always popped up here to pull u from any pit.kool is the 2nd place too wid vast differences from first,,,,,transitions truly to state..from A/C volvos to mere feet for kilometers,from cool ambeince to harsh scorchin burns of sun,from smart polished looks to tanned drained looks....n again..from no exercise to full exercise,from mere learning to actual learning,from royal life to actual true life......truly transitions are required to teach the essence of true life wid ups n downs....................................

Transitions...

Wonderstuck was I when I first breated the cool gushing air smashing on me as the saint gobain glass doors opened to welcome me in the artistically beautified architecture inside the 2nd largest software gaint in the nation.wid flocks of other smartly dressed professionasl I was hardly spotted in the midst of them.with proficient english tunes flapping in the air as if the US had landed.but shud vouch they were elegant in costumes to fume air of J around n hence a competition of "i shud also look good n be smart".Shud say amazing professionalism ruled the yard of the company.spectacular beauties n sparkling brains from all around.n few borrows from abroad to do a learning program wid the company.all colors of skin grouped together as the varied colored logo of the company.the architecture just attracted ppl to smell more of the company n a feelin of I rule the world,an attitude man..wow,amazing dat was.buses queued sincerely n employees had to maintain a clock time of 9.5 hours inside the boundaries.sincerity n process was just too good.canteens n juice centres spread out aromas here n there to again pull the gang of smart brains to relax for a chat n can never erase the slots of tea breaks to vent out gossips n spread grapevines.Ppl had a strong say man n had the guts to say the heart out to throw ideas n feel the employee-ness.a great exp to push the neck high in the air to quote the company's name n walk wid an attitude...hahaha.....Again was I wonderstuck when I first breathed the hot smashing waves of air to walk into a new company again the 2nd ranking company producing the essential product to bring colors of different hues to life.my eyes spotted the entire crew n cast working in the age old place wid dozens of papers n essentials neatly stocked at the end of teh quadrants.few heads popped up to c me wid an alien face plastered on my face.hospitality flooded offering seat n coffee.I enjoyed the sip n halted hours to meet teh destined.the aroma of the previous place of my working was at an angle of 180 degree.the culture to bow down to elders n superiors was practised n I sniffed the indianness.working hard was the forte n former was smarter than harder.english had to be replaced,modified,adjusted to all vernaculars to not get subtracted from teh flock....but good was it to fall to the actual hard workers.gelling smelt acerbic but wasnt impossible.Walkin n lunchin for days helped in gluing wid coworkers.truly helpful each one was n former initiated one's own tact to handle situations.helping hand always popped up here to pull u from any pit.kool is the 2nd place too wid vast differences from first,,,,,transitions truly to state..from A/C volvos to mere feet for kilometers,from cool ambeince to harsh scorchin burns of sun,from smart polished looks to tanned drained looks....n again..from no exercise to full exercise,from mere learning to actual learning,from royal life to actual true life......truly transitions are required to teach the essence of true life wid ups n downs....................................