Bangalore life

One click…

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One click.

A child receiving his wages from the master,
The happiness of having a whole meal,
The satisfaction of having notes of money,
The responsibility for himself and family, if any,
The independence, the loneliness,
And the innocence…
One click reveals it all…

One click.

Anxious passengers waiting for bus,
The plight of the people and the bus stop,
The hope of reaching their destination,
Prayers for time and life to stop ticking,
The joy of freed school children,
And the exhausted old grandma…
One click reveals it all…

One click.

The adventures of train travel,
The immense length of the train,
The location and appearance of people,
Meetings and good-byes at the same time,
The pleasure of vacation start,
And the tears of separation…
One click reveals it all…

Bangalore life/Webscape

Home Decor Fetish

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Wanna know why I have been busy and not posting any blog posts off late? Well, there are many reasons, but for now, the fetish of home decor has creeped onto me. Maybe, being a house wife and being at home, initiated this in my mind. I do try to minimize the expenditure due to this newly found interests, though sometimes it goes out of hand.

There was a time, when I used to cringe at a book or magazine if it cost more than Rs.20. Now I am buying occasionally magazines of Rs.100 just to look at the style pictures and drool over it. One thing I realized is, there is no such home decor magazine meant for middle class people. Most of the cover story deals with highly priced luxury items, which makes us think that home decor is expensive, while I believe its contrary. The creative ideas, and simple ways of rearranging, and making re-use of old items are mostly inexpensive. Then, as usual, I latched onto the greatest resource of all. The internet. The innumerous blogs by interior decorators, or designers, or photographers, created just by passion gives a whole lot of ideas than those highly priced books.Continue reading →

Thoughts

Honest confessions

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I have always been notorious from school days for being blatant. And that has been my policy with other people too. I know it hurts others at some times, but though I cannot withstand the same from other people, my stand remains the same. Maybe it runs in my veins. Hence it was no surprise to me when S3 gave me this yet another award for being honest! (oh yeah!!)

Looking back, I can only remember painful anguish, disbelief and blankness on the faces of people who I have been honest to. Hence being truthful or honest, is the most risky thing to do, as most people term them as arrogant and blunt and short tempered. Honesty is the best policy only when the situation is apt or the persons are suited for being honest to.Continue reading →

blog-related/Chennai life/Personal/Thoughts

Twinkle twinkle little star….

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It has brought back memories… Another award from Sree. I guess I should in turn award him as the best blog-award buddy for showering me most awards in the past few months… (which equals to 3!!) The following star award reminds me of several things.

Reminds me of the small star rank badges I received in school, which in turn reminds me of the other badges like blue house captain, green house captain, NSC badge and all those things, which I always kept in my school bag, so that I do not forget to wear them the next day…

Reminds me of the colorful Christmas stars hung at our house, which my father and I used to take up as a project, which also reminds me of a brilliant(!) idea I once offered him, how to extend the electrical connection from inside a room bulb socket, and how I used to wonder at the patterned lighting that came through the holes in the star and lit the porch staircase, where I used to sit talking with my mom and dad while they strolled in front of the house…

Reminds me of the shining stars in the sky, which reminds me of the part in Kuch Kuch Hota hai, where the little boy counts the stars, and the metaphors related to the inability of counting the stars in the sky, and also of my dear moon, whom I gazed a lot from the balcony of house in Chennai, talking to him when I felt like talking to myself….

And last, but not the least, the evergreen song of which I liked the tune most rather than the words, making me remind of my stint with music in my life…
Twinkle twinkle little star,
How I wonder what you are
Up above the world so high
Like a diamond in the sky!

Mélange – Random Tidbits

Of Telangana, Chetan, Piracy and Twitter!

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Last year, the same month, I had proudly presented an article on how to remove writer’s block. And now, I needed it the most! Oh! Don’t worry, this is not going to be another sadistic post. 🙂

I wonder whether its the twitter activity that has hindered me from writing the posts. Every time I think of something, I realize I could summarize it in 140 words or even less. As per many blogs providing blogging tips, this finding has been true. And of course, I am writing this post now, after few days of being inactive on twitter!! But still, I have found so many people still writing even though they are active on twitter.Continue reading →

Stories

Brotherhood

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The house was bustling with activity. All my relatives were here. The house was illuminating under the decorating lights. The moon was smiling at me. Maybe he too felt lonely.

I had tried approaching the other children. They all played with my toys. It seemed all those belonged to them. And I could not even touch them.

Mama had become a stranger by now. She is not understanding all the pain I am going through right now. How dare those kids who came in the morning became dearer to her than her own son? She says I am elder. So what?

I turned my face away from them. This weekend I will try asking Papa for new toys. The old ones would be broken by now.Continue reading →