Musing upon..

நீ தனிமை என்றால்,நான்
துணையா? தூரத்திலா?
நீ துணை தான் என்றால் ,நான்
பேசவா ? யோசிக்கவா?
நீ திரும்பி நின்றால் ,நான்
நிற்கவா ? போய் விடவா?
நீ போகிறாய் என்றால்,நான்
அழைக்கவா? அழுதிடவா?
நீ காதல் என்றால் , நான்
சரியா? தவறா?


Courtesy: 'Un samayal araiyil' from the tamil movie 'dhill'

Forgiveness

We treat each other with silence. the much needed,for the moment. I know not, if You care to think, but my mind is entering into a mindless marathon,of thoughts uncluttered.

I remember the stupid arguments. Stupid,i say,was not the argument by itself.The drift it takes.

Forgiving is not having to understand, i say. Forgiving without understanding is murdering a dying man,you say. It takes time to understand, i say. You reply with your silence. I need it, from you, and me.

If forgiving is an art,i'm still a student,learning it. I may fail to do well in the small tests,but i ace the final exam.Even if you think i don't,i can claim i don't cheat in the exam.

Forgiving is done by the heart which got hurt,for it realizes many things.There is an emotional touch,in the pain and the apology. Understanding is done by the mind,it takes some time.Hurrying doesn't pay.

I am ready to wait,you say. How long? You may wait,Life doesn't. It goes on. For all the craziness you see in me,some time in the future, you will realize,these were not crazy,and will miss me,for i wont be there till then, as a part of your wonderful life,that you so truly and richly deserve.

Till then,break the silence or at least, try to.

Questions

Why do I feel thus? Am I restless? How long am I going to keep grumbling? How will I ever convince myself that I’ll regret about it in the future, if I don’t stop feeling now? When will I get the guts to spurt it out? If at all I get, will that make a difference? When will I ask? How will I ask? Why should I ask, when I know the answer? I can surely keep from asking, but will that solve the problem?

What should I do? Can I divert myself by calling it an unimportant thought for the time-being? Then what’s the permanent solution? If getting rid of, is the only solution, is it possible? If not, why do I care about it? Don’t I realize that it’s silly to ask for the solution when I know it? Or, is the question now, will I be able to accept the solution? If I won’t be, do I have a choice?

Can I ever forgive? Or at least forget? Isn’t forgetting impossible? When will peace be restored? How many more sleepless nights should I have to contribute to this trouble? How long will I take to come out of it? Do I really want to come out at all? Will I feel normal, if not good, when I come out of it? How can i take it easy?

Does time know that mine is an exception to the general rule that it can heal everything? Do you think I’m exaggerating? Will you trust me if I say no? Why should I explain to you? If these form just a part of the long list of questions that I have in mind, can you believe it? Even if you do, Can u understand? Can anyone say something other than “chuck it”? am I kidding myself?

Can everyone understand that I’m not cribbing about some love-failure? If not, may I ask, Can love fail?

When will I realize I have a life to live? What is life without living? Still, what is life without an answer to these questions?

Sigh.

3 mantras

விட்டுப் பிடி
விட்டுக் கொடு
விட்டு ஒழி

Lost

How should life be? normal. Twists and turns occasionally, surprises and shocks at times.acceptable. But why should these be the order of the day? Heaving a sigh of relief seems to be of the past.Perception differs. We differ from each other. That is one reason why we don't agree to disagree and leave things at that.

You can't hurry up throughout the present. You will end up stopping at a point breathlessly,turn around to see,that you have missed lots. What's the point in being close,or being distant,or the very essence "being" when you are not satisfied,leave alone being happy? And still, would you call it a life?

Trust me,a day will dawn when you will wake up to find life is no longer the same you thought it will be.How long will you take to realise, that some day I will leave you once and forever, and there will be no use repenting for the time lost? Apologising has meaning only when you believe in it. Sorry,u say. Sorry, i say. but how much sorry are we, for anything?

Little Sindhuja is all growing up. I think, I feel, I realise,I learn, I live..or at least, want to.

மாற்றம்

மகிழ்ந்திருந்தேன்
சிரித்திருந்தேன் ..

சிறு விஷயத்திற்கும்
அதிசயித்து
"அட ! அப்படியா?" என்றது
பெரிய செய்திக்கும்
அக்கறையின்றி
"ஓ...அப்படியா.. " என்றும் ,

யாருக்கு அன்பு அதிகம் என்ற போட்டி
யாருக்கு வெறுப்பு அதிகம் என்றும்,

பிரிவுத் துயரம் நீங்கி
சேர்தலே துயர் என்றும்

அன்று என்னிடம் உனக்குப் பிடித்தவை
இன்று என்னிடம் நீ வெறுப்பவையாய்,

நம்மிடம் நமக்குப் பிடித்தவை மறைந்து
"நாம்" என்பதே கேள்விக்குறியாய்,

... மாறுவதற்கு
இடைப்பட்ட காலத்தில் ...

மகிழ்ந்திருந்தேன் !
சிரித்திருந்தேன் !

கண்களால் !

நீ பார்த்ததில்
பசியாகிறேன்
உன் சிரிப்பில்
பசியாறினேன்
நீ பார்க்க நான் சிரிக்க
உணவாகிறேன்,
பசியாறினாயா?

Restless

It is sometimes too hard to follow what your heart says.for, at times,your heart is controlled by your emotions and not by the brain.any decision taken with an emotional bent of mind,silly as it may sound,is bound to go deeply wrong.

Not all that we think,can be told out.and not all that we tell,can be understood by others. silence is golden. agreed. but the pretentious silence,when the mind inside is paddling with cluttered thoughts is worrisome. what can I do when the heart is shaking me so hard,asking me to spurt it out?

every day life shows me a new way of re-thinking. everything is cyclic in this world,isn’t it? and may be that’s why I come back to square one,depressed,unclear and tired.

Me-chuck it.
Mind-chuck what?
Me-That which you are thinking about now.
Mind- ha ha! you don’t want me to, I bet!
Me-Ok. chuck everything.
Mind-everything? u mean EVERYTHING?
Me-yes.
Mind- how much of a guarantee can you give me that you wont bring up such an issue again?
Me--………….(blank)

I’m going crazy! God save me!

நாம்

உன் 'நா'
'ம்' என்று சொல்ல
காத்திருக்கிறேன் !
நானும் நீயும்
'நாம்' ஆக !

The game

I have been a part of the game, right from its start. I have been a spectator and a player. I have had foul plays, I’ve won too. Now it hurts when I don’t know whether I’m winning or losing.

I better get out of the game. I don’t even want to be a spectator. I don’t fear loss, I fear the fear itself. Insecurity laughs at me for being so ignorant to have missed its silent entry into the game, when I was busy playing. It’s a tough fight. I know. I don’t call it quits, I say it’s enough.

I’m misled by the false hopes that life gives in plenty. The impeccable moments of natural happiness bound by conditions, fade away sooner than expected.

Am I getting disheartened? I ask, is there anymore to heart, that can be undone?

getting reminded of THIS POST.

யாசகம்

உள்ளத்தில் உண்மையாய்
உறைந்த அன்பை
ஒற்றை நொடியில்
உன் வார்த்தையில் வெளிக்கொணர
உன் மௌனத்துடன்
நான் படும் பாடு
முயற்சியின் உச்சம் !

அன்பை யாசிக்கும் நெஞ்சை
சமாதானம் செய்ய
அரைநொடியில்
நீ கூறும் சொற்கள்
லட்சத்தில் சொச்சம் !

எதிர்பார்ப்பேன் என்றறிந்தும்
இயல்பாய் இருந்து
மனதைக் கனியவைக்கக்
கெஞ்சியும் கொஞ்சியும்
ஊடல் பொழுதாக்கி
சண்டையிட்டும்
பொய்க் கோபம் காட்டியும்
வராத வார்த்தை,
கூறாத சொல் ,
அழைக்காத அன்பு,
காட்டாத காதல்,
என்றோ எதிர்பாராமல்
கிடைக்கும் தருணம்
திகட்டும் இன்பம் தரும்வேளை
எடுத்துக் கூறும்
தானாய் சிந்தும்
என் சந்தோஷக் கண்ணீரின் மிச்சம் !

Sigh of Relief !

There are some unmistakably horrible times in our lives. we can neither bear them nor change the situation.One such is learning for this paper called digital communication. Pathetic is not the word.It's the gruelling,disheartening,taxing effect of what a subject,its learning(or mugging?) and its testing can do to a tender unadulterated mind!

I always appreciate the concept of exams.Though we grumble and swear all day at the arrival of exams,practically speaking,anything that we learn needs to be tested in terms of our knowledge gained,application and perhaps lastly,remembrance. Now with remembrance alone(probably with strict mug-and-puke) being the order of the day in the present system of exams,one should at least get the basic motivation to study any subject. May be,

The subject by itself should be uniformly interesting enough to at least keep going if not instigate us to study(like computer networks) or,

Though the subject is dry,the staff should have been kind enough to give proper notes with neat explanations that we don't even need a book(like antennas). Or,

The subject should be a story-reading-and-story-writing-session(like POM),Or,

The book should be lively with good fonts,style and size, and bright diagrams so that the mere look at least doesn't put me off to sleep(like digital electronics or even EVS :P)

Now how on earth can i put up with something that lacks every one of the above?I really mean it.I needn't argue much to convince those who defend the subject.Truly,no one would,at least from my college!

Block diagrams-plenty in number,derivations-most of which are confusingly similar but different,definitions that can't stay in mind even after 2 minutes of learning,concepts-that make u wonder if they were in the syllabus,uses-that can't be written with the concept (cost-effective,efficient,time-saving are regular uses in my papers!) are never my cup of tea! So....Well...DC..ahem...nothing more to say!

Now after all the swearing and grumbling and frustrated-mind-turned-into-a-rubbish-bin looks,I'm heaving a huge sigh of relief,for,at last,at laaaaaasst,this huge chunk of crap called DC is over forever!

I'm done with the dumb exam. Typing out in the fury of losing long time sleep, and the small hope that I will clear it off with a decent(read:lenient)evaluation!

ஈழனின் குரல் !

பணியின் நிமித்தம்
வெளியூர் மாற்றலை வெறுத்து
வீட்டை விட்டு சொகுசாய்ப் போகிறீர்
அலுவலராய் நீங்கள் !

வலியைப் பொறுத்து
கூட்டை விட்டுப் பிய்த்தெறியப்பட்டு
வெற்றிடம் நோக்கி
அழையா விருந்தாளியாய்ப் போகிறோம்
அகதிகளாய் நாங்கள் !

எம் குலப் பெண்களை
நிர்வாணப்படுத்தி அலைய விடுகையில் -உங்கள்
நிவாரணத் தொகை என் செய்யும்?

மானம் இழந்து
மாண்ட தாயின்
மார்புக் காம்பில்
பால் குடிக்கும்
பிள்ளையை ,

ஆசையாய் மணமுடித்த கணவனை
அநியாயமாய்ப் பறிகொடுத்து
விண்ணை வெறிக்கும்
கைம்பெண்ணை,

நோயால் துடிக்கும்
பெற்றோரை,
இரத்தம் பார்த்து அழும்
குழந்தையை,

மனம் நொந்து
மரண பயத்தில் உள்ள
மனைவியை ,

வெடிகுண்டால் கைகள்
வெட்டுண்ட தமயனை,

கயவர் கண் பட்டால்
அஞ்சி நடுங்கும்
தங்கையை,

இறையாண்மை பேசச் சொல்கிறீரோ?

இப்படித்தான்
அனுதினமும் நோகடிக்குமெனில்,

உங்கள் இறையாண்மையினும்
அணுகுண்டால் அன்றே கொல்லும்
இவர்கள் தீவிரவாதமே மேல் !

Rhyme of Love

Tear-dried Cheeks
Dim(ple) Chin
Parched lips
Tales within
Unkempt hair
Very bad
Eyes are Red
Swollen too
Destiny's Pet
Is that You?
Yes,Yes,Yes!

Deep thoughts

I'm growing everyday.Not physically(which i will love to,as in height) but mentally.I'm learning new things everyday. How cruel and blessed life can be,at the same time. It's often these cruelties of life that shower the blessings too. The lesson that life teaches,even without your knowledge,through your own actions, is unbelievably beautiful. The beauty lies in the fact that,most of us don't even realise it's a lesson.

Not all things are bright and beautiful at all times.The sweetest can be the most venomous and the most poisonous can sometimes,unknowingly,be the most luscious.

You need the lessons.They help you think out of the box.You grow tremendously in your thoughts and actions.You become matured,unprejudiced,and bold.They condition your mind,rationalise your thinking,and boost up the latent spirits that might have been soporific till then.The toughest lessons learnt early in life can pave way for the bountiful future ahead.Learn.Grow up.A little soul-searching can do good.

Love unconditionally.Think deeply.Live passionately.Be generous and give your fullest to life. It will treat you equally well.

Sounding weird to those who don't know me has become a habit nowadays.No apologies.

Beaming high!

How often do we beam high on hearing cute comments? Recently,i did.

A distant relative had come home along with 2 kids,to invite for some function.I could hear the relative telling the elder kid,a 3 1/2 yrs old L.K.G boy,"indha aathula 1 akka irukkaa.ava kooda nee velayaadu"(There is a girl in this house,u play with her) my mom told the kid that the akka is a big one,whom he may not be interested to play with,but that the akka gels well with kids. :-D

Well,i agree with modesty that kids get close to me very easily. But considering i have not been a play-mate to any kid for the past few yrs,not even the "pinching-the-cheek of any baby" done during occasional parties in the recent past,I was a bit hesitant.

Now there were 2 kids.one,a cute lkg fellow(adithya),and a much more cuter 1 and a half yr old baby girl,sahana.quite obviously,i got attracted by the doll-like sahana,and started playing with her. Starting from "sahana kanume??(with my palms closing her face)...duchiiee!!(removing my palms) giving her tit-bits of biscuits,showing her the mirror(that's the best way to play with babies.I bet u they love it!),I did all sorts of things.It was so cute when she started looking out for me,as i had gone to another room.the smile that i saw on her face,after seeing me--heavenly!

I know it was quite wrong on our part to have ignored the elder brother(lkg..) He had this elder-child-syndrome,and started involving himself in the talk,or play.He wasn't lift-able ,and..come on my hands are quite fragile :-)

when they left,the relative said "akka ku flying kiss kudu",which the baby girl did promptly.enthused by that,her mom said "akka kannathai killi muthaa kudu", Oh boy! i felt wonderful when that baby pinched me with her fingers,and kissed the fingers.

Now comes our hero,the elder bro! he said even he wanted to do that to me.Iwas apprehensive about his pinch as he was a bit plump,but he di something very cute.After the same pinching and kissing,he said "nee chocolate maadhiri irukke"

Oh boy! Oh boy!! It felt so sweet,u know! when my dad asked why he said so,he replied "naan dhan pinch panni kiss panen la? ava chocolate maadhiri irukka" :)

Need i say why i was beaming? :-)

உறக்கம்

முழங்காலிட்டு
கட்டியணைத்து
முகம் புதைத்தேன்
அடங்கவில்லை கண்ணீர்
ஆறவில்லை வடு

இதழ் விரித்து
சிரிக்க முயன்றேன்
மனம் செய்தது
ஒத்துழையாமை இயக்கம்
உடல் ஆனது
உதிரமில்லா மரம்

நடுசாமம் ஆனதில் அறிந்தேன்,
பறிபோனது முன்னிரவுத் தூக்கம் .

அழுத கண்கள்
நனைந்த தலையணை
சிறகுடைந்த சிந்தனை
அலைமோதும் எண்ணங்கள்.
இவற்றுடன் கழிந்தது,
எப்போது அயர்ந்தேன்
என்றறியாத
என் பின்னிரவுத் தூக்கம் .

இதுவல்ல
நான் விரும்பும் உறக்கம்!

Top 10

10 things I want to tell people(names withheld)

1.I'm REALLY SORRY. I feel sorry for what i have been and done. I know it hurts.It pains. It kills. It's devastating.I can only say, I'm sorry. But I REALLY am!

2.Thanks for being better to me.Not just good.better.I know there are some serious talks that are pending between us. I'm not sure how unfriendly and uncomfortable they are going to be. But you deserve them for your nice attitude towards me. Thank u.

3.I wish I had been your sibling,or a close friend or at least associated with you like now,much more earlier in life. The kind of sense that you unknowingly put into my head(which is overflowing with dumbness) is immeasurable. You make me think a lot. Wish you hadn't been this far,physically and emotionally.

4. One and a half years WILL make a difference. It's too short a period of time for people to forget and forgive.You and I may. But they won't and they can't. 1.5 yrs is also too long a period,to remain cut-off,and then start from where you left,and pull on even if you had been the best of pals.Nothing more to say.

5.I'm pleased to have even known you. I never knew life will make us this close that I become your trusted pal to share even the most personal of your problems.I've no solutions,but believe me,I'm there for you,to listen Anytime,any day.Currently busy with my own problems,the crux of which,you know.

6.I miss you lots.You are my best friend.No doubts. I'm ashamed to tell you that you have been missing so much of what's happening in my life,easily because I'm not in a state to speak about anything. I'm begging for an appropriate time,to have a heart-felt talk with you.

7.I Love you. Please don't ever make me feel guilty about it.

8.I'm grateful to you. There had been times(or even now? ) when I was on the verge of being jealous on you. You simply came in and helped me when i was clueless and helpless.You were the saviour one time.We are not close,i know we won't have a chance to be so. Still,thanks.

9.There is nothing called life's greatest mistake. Life is resilient.

10.You are the reason for everything,undoubtedly. Thanks for making me do irrational actions, at the most inappropriate time,to the most inappropriate people. I learnt a lesson.


one of these is something i have told myself.Guess.

ponniyin selvan- ullaththin kalvan !!

பொன்னியின் செல்வன் by kalki krishnamoorthy.


One of the most beautiful piece of work in tamil i have ever read.Brought out in 5 parts,each volume is a masterpiece.I have read it long ago as a serial in the kalki magazine,but that was without proper continuation or concentration,without knowing the depth of the story.Last year,i read all the 5 volumes one after another.UN-PUT-DOWN-ABLE!!



it deals with the history of the cholas,especially the period of rajarajacholan's prime.the major characters are:

1.Arulmozhi varman aka rajaraja cholan,our PONNIYIN SELVAN.
2.kundhavai naachiyaar- arulmozhi's elder sister,the intelligent princess of the chola dynasty,most revered.
3.vaanathi-a small kingdom's timid princess,kundhavai's friend,who follows her as a tail.the later "Mrs.arulmozhi varman"
4.vallavarayan Vandhiyathevan- vaanar kula veeran.loyal soldier who protects raja raja cholan always.the main reason for the story to move on-- my HERO!!
5.poonkuzhali-padagotti penn! nature-lover,the later queen of chola dynasty for few yrs.
6.senthan amudhan- sivanadiyaar! intensely loves poonkuzhali.the prince-found-late!
7.aadhitha karikalan-the brave prince of chola dynasty,brother of kundhavai and arulmozhi.pretty sad he had to die.and that his death is a mystery!
8.NANDHINI- beauty queen,the angel of the story.guardian angel? no...quite the opposite!a very very important character! clever,strategic.all the men-folk of the novel have fallen for her beauty(except my Hero;-)!)
9.aazhvaarkadiyaan aka thirumalai-the staunch vaishnavite who comes as a joker,continues through the story and gels so well that he becomes indispensable!
10.oomai thaai-the dumb sister whose character creates so much suspense about the heir!



of course,pazhuvettarayargal,manimegalai,kandhamaaran,the king and queen and the others are also important.But the few i have mentioned steal the show.

What can words do? Everything!! Words create a miracle in this story. I laughed,cried,teased,felt joyous,dreamt,felt bad,..everything! it was like a journey.

To all those who despise lengthy stories,i can vouch for sure that this book will take you somewhere out of this world and make you live in the Chola dynasty itself. The content is too good, very aesthetically chosen words that are bound to linger in our minds long after we read.

பொன்னியின் செல்வனும்
பூங்குழலி அம்மையும்
வந்தியத் தேவனும்
வானதியும் குந்தவையும்
பழுவூர் நந்தினியும்
பழுவேட் டரையர்களும்
பாடாய்ப் படுத்துகின்றார் - நாங்கள்
பாகாய் உருகுகின்றோம்!

How true! Salutations to Mr.Kalki krishnamoorthy! None can deny that this is his masterpiece!

The week that was..

Hectic is the word. Learnt a lot this week,personally. Some are here.

1. Never try writing observation in terror sir's class. Yes,You are intelligent enough to escape despite being in the second bench,agreed. But remember the way you prayed terribly to GOD,when he tore the observation of another guy who did the same.

2.Computer networks subject is too good,if only learnt on your own and not dragged to the seminar halls.

3.Classes at seminar halls just rock,for a different reason though. If you have a record or observation to submit the hour after seminar hall class,you can forget doing it at home.
Always carry a story book to the seminar hall,find a chair in the middle (or preferably the last) row with a folding table,and you will know what bliss is!

4.Never ever blog in the last minute for a competition's sake. It just kills the fun of blogging and you become DUMB.

5.Never think you can sleep at 11:45 pm and wake up hearing the alarm at 12:15 am,and learn for that day's test. you will end up looking at the clock the next day morning at 5:45 am only,when mom screams and asks you to wake up.

6.Never think you can not surpass the toppers of your class. It gives you a smug feeling,when,once in a blue moon,they all fail(now u know why i say once in a blue moon:P) and you pass!!

7.Depending on reminders set in the phone is not always good. Sometimes,it makes you feel so forgetful.

8.Don't jump so much that you feel fresh and enthused.It can disappear as soon as you open your book.

9.Geometry is so beautiful.getting back to altitudes and mid point theorem is just too good.

10.Never feel burdened.You are not the only one having problems.There are so many,with much complex ones too.

Precisely,what i had been doing and feeling,this whole week.

P.S:just noticed,this is my 5oth article!

WE- The Boss!

SSN ENTREPRENEURSHIP DEVELOPMENT CELL (EDC) presents E-WEEK'09
FEB-14TH TO 19TH




The first time I ever heard the word ENTREPRENEURSHIP was, I guess, in 8th std when i was preparing for a quiz. I didn't realise its might even in the social science classes of 10th std. Once i knew in detail about it, its magnificence dawned upon me!

We've all been entrepreneurs at some point in our life. wondering when?? Do you remember the board game called "TRADE" or "BUSINESS" that we use to play when young? those virtual money in the form of tokens, those virtual cottages and hotels we owned,those amounts we lent or borrowed? :-) that's the best way we can learn this concept.

We all think TATA,Ambani, Bill Gates et al., as entrepreneurs. It's not just people who do big businesses. even a road-side vegetable vendor,the pani-puri-waala,the flower seller,and the pavement shop owners,or anyone who puts their own money,however small it maybe,into their business, are all entrepreneurs in their own ways! It doesn't need an M.B.A. to become one.

It's a thrilling experience by itself. Of course, it has its own risks,troubles and tough times. But, there lies the thrill. The satisfaction that we get when we gain the profit out of our own hard-earned money is no match to the monthly salary that a "9-to-5" white-collared job may pay. On this note, we can congratulate NEN for taking so much initiatives to develop entrepreneurship in all places.

We need not crib about the recession or unemployment . We can be THE BOSS to ourselves and employ many more people too! what more can we be!!


So, the next time you come across a BUSINESS WEEK,just imagine an article on you-an ENTREPRENEUR! Sounds good,right?? :-)


Happy E-WEEK at SSN!

Go GREEN!

SSN ENTREPRENEURSHIP DEVELOPMENT CELL (EDC) presents E-WEEK'09
FEB-14TH TO 19TH


When was the last time you enjoyed a nice,long walk in a garden? When was the last time you watered a rose-plant at home? When do you remember seeing lawns being mowed in the recent past?

In the world of concrete and cements that we live, it's not uncommon to have " I don't remember" as the reply to my previous questions.We boast about GDP growth,grumble about recessions and feel bad about INDIA losing in some cricket match. Have we ever stopped to think about the on-going "No-green-anywhere" scenario?


Life will not remain as comfortable as now,as we think, in the future too! A tree is a blessing to the man-kind. What else can be a better and a fruitful gift to our kids than a GREEN environment? Plants can be pets too!The mere joy that you get in watering them,smelling their flowers,or plucking a ripe mango from your own garden can never be matched with anything else!

It's just one life that we all gonna live, so why not live in a greener,cleaner,happier environment,with more space to live and more air to breathe??

GO green!! After all, the world is our business!!

EDC AT SSN

SSN-EDC(ENTREPRENEURSHIP DEVELOPMENT CELL) proudly presents

"E-WEEK" FEb- 14th to 19th!!

The intra college extravaganza to promote entrepreneurship!

Seminars, EDC-Cup'09, planting of saplings, EPL-Bidding Game, Crazy Bazaar, Treasure Hunt, Movie screening,photography,poster design,blogging,slogan contest,INNOVATIVE I, sudoku/puzzle lucky draw, and what not!

It's surely gonna be lots of fun!!


Come,join,what are you waiting for?? :-)

website: www.ssnedc.co.nr


celebrating the TRUE spirit of entrepreneurship!!

watch out this blog for more posts!

சுவடுகள்

கனவினைக் கண்டான் ஒருவன் ஓரிரவில்
கடவுளுடன் கடற்கரையில் காலாற நடப்பதாக
கனவினைக் கண்டான் ஒருவன் ஓரிரவில் !

வானிலே கண்டான் தன் வாழ்வின் காட்சிகளை
இரு ஜோடி காலடிச்சுவடுகள் கண்டான் மண்மீதினில்
ஒன்று அவனது மற்றொன்று இறைவனது !
வாழ்வின் பல நேரங்களில் அவன் கண்டான்
ஒரு ஜோடிச் சுவடுகள் மட்டும் .
அது போன்ற நேரங்களே
தாழ்மையுற்று வருந்தியவை
என்றவன் அறிந்தான் !

இறைஞ்சினான் இறைவனிடம்
"இறையே ! நான் உம்மைத் தொடர்ந்தால்
நீர் என்னுடன் உலா வருவீர் என்று விளம்பினீர்.
சோதனைக் காலத்தில்
ஒரு ஜோடிச் சுவடுகள் மட்டுமே இருந்தன !

தங்களின் அண்மையை நாடிய நேரங்களில்
எம்மை விட்டு அகன்றீரே !"

இறைவன் இயம்பினான் -

"என்னருமைக் குழந்தாய் !
யாம் உன் மேல் கொண்ட அன்பினை
நீ அறிய மாட்டாய்.

துன்பத்தின் உச்சியில்
ஒரு ஜோடிச் சுவடுகள் கண்டாயே !
அன்றெல்லாம் நான் உன்னை
ஏந்தி இருந்தேன் !!"

A Fairy-Search

I'm searching.

Where is the girl?

...The girl who used to be a singer,an instrumentalist,a writer,a poet, an academically brilliant kid,an intensive learner,an extensive orator,a dramatist,a leader,a follower, a programmer, an active club member,an ever-busy young girl, a voracious reader, a scholarship winner, an All India Rank-holder....


.....A teachers' pet, a fun-lover,a most-sought-after-friend,a popular one everywhere, a competitor to many....

... A go-getter, a pious youth,a winner, a self-confident decisive darling, an optimist, a worker with a killer's instincts,a sincere unfaltering determined gal....

work was her worship. victory was her joy. success was her routine.

where is she?

alive?
A person of the past?
Can she be re-born?
Dormant?
Lost?

I'm searching.

World,My Daughter starts school today !

My Daughter !

Ever since she was born, she had the assurance that i will always be with her. She had the care, attention, love, affection and the warmth of being with me, her mother. But today, she steps into this new world,she starts going to school. It's my big time wish that you treat her and teach her everything, though, in a mild way.

She is the princess of our house. She is still a toddler, who mixes up socks, who spills the water while drinking,who wastes the last crumb of food on plate. She is also the one, who prays to her GOD, hugs me tight every night, kisses me first in the morning, smiles beautifully on cuddling and feels shy when a stranger talks to her.

Teach her,World, that she has to be on her own some day. Show that mom can be the best friend one can have. Teach her, that she has to think from her mind when she makes decisions.Show her what love is. Assure her that she has a beautiful family and a loving home to support her. Show her that She, a girl by herself, will have to face troubles, but then the solution again, lies within her. Teach her,that nothing in the world is impossible; That GOD knows best what is good for her; that life is to be lived, not merely existed.


Let her not get influenced by all. Let her listen to opinions but finally stand by her own point of view.Teach her, my world, that books can be a great company; music can be the best medicine and silence can be the best weapon at times.Life is not just not about making promises, but in keeping them up. teach her that apology doesn't always mean that you are wrong and the other person is right,but it means that you are ready to compromise and get going.


Don't give her easy paths always. she needs to be a strong girl. Show her dilemmas and confusions too. And then, teach her how to go about them. After all, the ship is safe at the harbor,but it's not meant to be there!

She just starts school today. Treat her like a princess,as i do. But like a princess with the mind set of a normal girl ! She is such a sweetie,you know. It's going to be a tough job for you, My world. It's not as easy as u think,because, she is MY DAUGHTER!





** inspired from "World,My son starts school today !" signed Abraham Lincoln.**