வாழ்க்கையே போராட்டம் என்பர் பலர் ,
ஆனால் போரட்டமே வாழ்க்கை என்பேன் நான் .
ஆசைகள் பல நெஞ்சில் வைத்து சொல்ல துடிக்க எண்ணும் போது
வார்த்தைகள் வெளிவராமல் செய்யும் வார்த்தைகளின் போராட்டம் .
எண்ணங்கள் பல நெஞ்சில் கொண்டு எழுத எத்தனிக்கும் போது
அதை வடிவமைக்க முடியாமல் தவிக்கும் எண்ணங்களின் போராட்டம்
லட்சியங்கள் பல மனதில் கொண்டு ஒவ்வொரு முறையும்
சாதிக்க நினைக்க அவையாவும் ஈடேறாமல் தடைகள் வர
ஏம்மாற்றதுடன் நிற்கும் இலட்சியங்களின் போராட்டம் .
அன்பினை மனதில் கொண்டு ஆசையாய் பழகி வந்து
தோள்கொடுப்பான் நண்பன் என்று திரும்புகையில்
வஞ்சனையாய் முகத்தை திருப்பி செல்லும்போது
ஏற்படும் எண்ணங்களின் ,மனதின் போராட்டம் .....
ஊட்டி வளர்த்த பிள்ளைகள் ,தம் கனவுகளை தேடி
நம்மை விட்டு வெகுதொலைவில் செல்லும் போது
எற்படும் மனதின் வேதனையான போராட்டம் .
வாழ்க்கையில் நாம் அன்பு செலுத்திய , நம்மேல் அன்பு கொண்ட பலர்
நம்மை விட்டு நிரந்தரமாய் பிரியும் போது எற்படும்
தனிமை ,கலக்கம் இவைளிருந்து மீண்டு
திரும்பி வாழ்வதும் ஒரு போராட்டமே .. .
உண்மையாய் வாழ விரும்பும் போது
இதுவே யதார்த்தம் என்று சந்தர்பமும் சூழ்நிலையும்
நமக்கு சவால் விடும் போது
நாம் திடமாய் நிற்க போராட்டம் .
கடவுள் நம்பிக்கை கொண்டு கோயில்லில் வணங்கும் போது
கருத்துகள் பலவற்றை ஏற்கவும் முடியாமல் விடவும் முடியாமல்
நெஞ்சில் வடிவுறும் போராட்டம் பல ...
வயதும் ஏறி உடலில் வேதனையும் வந்து
அனைவர்க்கும் பாரமாய் நின்று நாம்
ஒன்றும் செய்ய முடியாமல் கலங்கி பார்க்கும் போது
எற்படும் வலியும் வேதனையும் முதுமையும் ஒரு போராட்டமே .....
இவ்வளவு போராட்டங்கள் நிறைந்த போர்களமே வாழ்க்கை......
ஆனால் ஒன்றுமே நினையாமல் பிறருக்காகவே வாழ்ந்து
தன்னலமின்றி அனைவருக்காக நம்மை தந்தால்
இந்த போரட்டத்தில் நமக்கு சிறு வெற்றி .........

Manam andrum indrum

மத்தாப்புகளின் பூச் சிதறல்களைக் கண்டு மகிழ்ந்தது என் மனம் அன்று ,
கைச் சுட்டு விடுமோ என்று அஞ்சுகிறது இன்று. .
கண்ணாடித் துண்டை கூட வைரமாய் எண்ணி மகிழ்ந்தது அன்று
வைரமே ஆனாலும் குறை காண்கிறது இன்று .
கடற்கரை ஓரத்தில் உள்ள சிப்பிகளை ரசித்தது அன்று....
இப்போதோ பேரலையை எண்ணி அஞ்சுகிறது,
கோயிலுக்கு செல்லும் போது அழகாய் வணங்க தோன்றியது அன்று..
சந்தேகங்கள் பல கொண்டு உழல்கிறது இன்று ,
நண்பர்களைக் கண்டதும் குதூகலித்தது அன்று
இன்றோ எதிரிகளையே நம்பி விடலாம் என்று விழைகிறது
கோபத்தை நொடியில் மறந்தது அன்று..
அடைக்காத்து பெரிதாக்குகிறது இன்று .
சொன்னதை சொன்னப்படிக் காண முடிந்தது அன்று ..
அதன் உள் அர்த்தங்களை காண விழைகிறது இன்று.
அனுபவம் நிறைய தான் கற்று கொடுத்திருக்கிறது
கள்ளமில்லா மனதையும் மகிழ்ச்சியையும் அழித்துவிட்டு ....

Timenever paused or stopped years ago,

when everything was fast .....

And it was just a wink of an eye

that sent a year away.

Now I stare at the clock

it refuses to move

what else to do,whats there to wait

I just stand like the dining table

having nothing to do but
waiting for someone to entertain

The ring of the phone

brings me back to earth,

oh!!!! my dear child calling

telling me her problems

just as she did as a kid

and my words make her relaxed

which brings smile to my face

then comes the door bell

my tired loving husband

talks about his office

I hear him out...

making me more important

( not a dining table ofcourse)

moms and wives are never unemployed :)

THEY ARE PROMOTED BUT NEVER RETIRE.

SIGNATURE

When I see the hot burning sun

with its beautiful golden rays around,

When I watch the cool smiling moon

in the dark and silent night,

When I watch the trees

racing above to touch the azure sky,

When I see buds and flowers

And the bees buzzing around,

When I see the birds building nests

and hear their beautiful tunes

When I hear the noisy waves

and the silent serene hill side,

When I see the rain fall

and the early morning dew drops,

When I sight the rainbow

bridging earth and heaven

and the indescribable joy

it fills me with.....

The dark clouds with a silver lining,

the beauty that cannot be expressed,

Whenever I see a baby’s smile

And a new mothers pride

I always see You.....

Your signature my Lord!!!!!

A small wish to you My Lord!!!

Lucky am I to be born to thee

the lovely smile,the comforting look

the beautiful face that can

challenge the moon...

Never have I seen you frown

neither have I seen you rude

whenever I slipped ,

you were there to hold me

whenever I wept

you were there to console me.

Secure I was in your hold

when a mother myself

you held me with pride

whenever in distress

it was your voice that led me

now my dear ma..............

I miss you so much.

My happiness, my progress

I am unable to share

it makes my heart heavy

just a moment .........my God!

wont you send her back to us

to see us all jubilant

to see that the path she

wove for us

hasn't gone in vain....

I am waiting for the new year to dawn

just believing she will be back

just as she left us.......

My mother My sweet mother.

Life is like that!

There I stood a barren land,
with not even a weed to count
I wondered what my value was
nothing that I could say.
There came the rain,
then the golden shine,
birds came down with seeds
and slowly I saw the sap
showing her tiny cute heads
and when I looked up
sun was smiling with a wink
Life is but a state of mind
you dream,you strive,you sweat
and there you are with
Fruits large and sweet
no longer a barren land.

Watch what you do,a generation is following you

I am very surprised to hear these two phrases in my daily life.....”I am bored and I am down”.Even a five year old says he or she is bored. That is really funny. How can someone be bored? I met a student of 11 Th standard and asked her how her new school was and the reply was..Oh its boring got to study study and study. Now what does that mean? If you are bored to study then what else will you do is the next probable question or when will you study? The obvious answer is watch television; go shopping with friends or watch movie. But how long is this possible and does it mean you just want to spend life aimless. I would blame the parents for this, they haven’t taught them that life needs goals and to enjoy whatever they are doing. It’s not to just laze and dance around but to achieve and to aim forward. You can’t see any progress if you don’t set goals for yourself. I don’t mean that one should be good in studies only. He or she can opt for fine arts if that’s what they love and do their best in it. This is true for a housewife too. I have heard many say, you can just enjoy and sleep and laze around. You have all the time in the world.That's what I exactly mean, you do these things only, teaching your kids the same things (as they mimic their mom mostly) paving way for a lazy goalless generation.. When the mom and dad do things on time and insist on it, the kids learn to do it. Or else they think nothing wrong in getting 5 Min's late or postponing a job. When a school gives a work to do, the parents instead of cursing the teachers, should teach them to perform the assigned job in the time limit given. That is how kids learn to finish a job. When this discipline is not taught, he keeps doing things the way he wants, not on time and inherits it to the next generation. The parents got to show the kid that by going late he is making the other person wait and it merely shows that he does not respect the other persons time. Just because we do not frame any goal and do not stick to a disciplined life we are bored. That’s my view. The other thing is, we are not ready to slog, we want all enjoyments and comforts, but when it comes to results we want the best. How is that possible? We can reap only what we sow.The usual remark is, I ain't that lucky. When one is not ready to accept his fault he got to blame lady luck .When we have a goal set and try to strive towards it I think this boredom and depression can be deleted from the lives of young. For this the parents should set a role model by doing what they preach. I personally feel that by doing these small things and being responsible we can see a very responsible generation ahead and a beautiful India.

ON BINDING AND BONDING :)

No time for covering books? No problem!
Liffy Thomas
Working parents seek out people to cover books
— Photo: M. Karunakaran
With the schools set to reopen, the hands are full for the staff of shops engaged in binding and covering books.
CHENNAI: R. Niveditha got her new textbooks and notebooks some days ago. They need to be covered with brown sheets before her school reopens on Wednesday. Her grandfather is out of town and her parents, working couples, are busy, but she is not unduly worried.
“By Wednesday evening, I need the books. My school reopens on June 2 but it's fine, I don't need to take them on the first day,” the Class VIII student of St. Michael's Matriculation Higher Secondary School explains to the staff of a shop engaged in binding and covering the books.“I generally take help from my grandfather, or if it's just one or two books to be covered in the middle of the year, my parents do,” says Niveditha.With schools set to reopen in the coming weeks, people who help cover books are sought after by many working parents. Quite a number of book-binding shops gear up for more business this time of the year.A majority of these shops charge between Rs.5 and Rs.8 for brown paper covering and between Rs.12 and Rs.30 for binding and providing a plastic sheet cover.
After reading this article in THE HINDU,I was really shocked and surprised.Do we mean to say that we are so busy, we are unable to spend an hour doing works for our kids.Dont we go for shopping,dont we chat,dont we gossip.It is not just covering the notebooks and text books with brown paper,there is a lot of bonding in this binding.Even now I remember the days my dad did this job for us.He was a very busy man but he always had time when it was for his kids.We sat with him watching him cover the books with brown paper.We were always eager to hand him book after book and after that was done the label part.We used to select the picture and hand it over to him to be stuck in the books.The way he wrote our name and subject was so cute,that the very thought of it can bring the scene before me even now.It was not mere brown paper..it was love that flowed between us,the time he spent with us,the small sweet talks we had during this job, that still keeps these memories fresh in my mind.And it was a ritual after all the books were covered ,he used to hand it out with lot of grace and wishes.He taught us how and when we grew up we also started doing this job along with him.Even with my daughter,we used to sit and talk about each and every subject.The only change was we had flowers and god and goddess pictures in the labels but now its cartoons.Only when you experience it ,you will understand what beautiful bondage it is.I dont agree about the lack of time,we need to give these small joys and memories to our kids.I personally feel the people who are outsorcing this to shops are missing on this beautiful experience and the magic of love.

LIFE

Life is beautiful
when you are with
the person you love.
Life is wonderful,
when you are blessed
with everything you dream of.
Life is demanding
when you have to achieve goals.
when difficulties surround you.
But life is worth living
when you are with
the people who love you,
when people turn around
to you for solace
when people start missing you
when you arent around.

A joy ride on a roller coaster :P

Its not about roller coasters, as the title states. As a matter of fact, I never go on roller coaster rides . I am always happy to have both my feet on the ground. I never like to defy the gravitational force. Its about a ride in a share auto. No one belonging to Chennai would have missed this auto ride. All precautions are taken in a roller coaster but none , in this auto ride . You just travel keeping your fingers crossed,; no safety norms observed, no road rules followed. The driver would stop anywhere on the road, load any number of people and go. I really doubt, if the driver really has a driving licence. Recently, I boarded a share auto, as I thought, a fifteen minutes ride can do me no harm. It was nice to start with with just 7 people, all seated comfortably. But, after the journey began, the driver stopped every three minutes and loaded many people, asking everyone inside the auto to adjust. He had tactfully loaded 14 people into the auto which can accommodate only 8. .I thought that was all; again he stopped and loaded a man who also wanted to travel sitting near him. The driver was perched so precariously on his seat that I was really scared that either the driver or the other person would really fall out any time. As of us ,we couldnt move a bit,; were just tightly packed like the biscuits of a pack. Speed breakers, I am not sure whether they limit the speed of the vehicles or not but they really make the auto riders to touch sky and come down. The driver just enjoyed speeding over the speed breaker rather than cutting off the speed. In our township we have quiet a lot of earth to sky bridges in the name of speed breakers. Among the passengers, there was a lady who was complaining about her son to her friend ; another talking about her illness , you get to hear all types of philosophical advices gven by the co-passengers. All making it a good entertainment, sometimes. We all held our breath, when the driver managed the squeeze the auto between two buses; a small jerk could have toppled us. When I shouted at the driver for being reckless, a woman commented that whatever is destined to happen will happen and fate only triumphs. Somehow the ordeal came to an end ….and finally I got down. My God, I never thought a fifteen minutes ride could be so scary. I really thanked God and the ride reminded myself how much I loved my dear life. Whenever I see a share auto speeding towards me, I just run away to extreme side of the road to assure me of the safety. That is the best thing to do.

We learn at lot in life through our experiences.. Now as a friend of mine has pointed out that there are also many positive points about share autos. I quote my friend below: ,

“It gets all the bad reputation on account of driver's greed and passenger's expediency.

If you recall the Bond Actor: Pierce Brosnan likes the ride on our three wheelers: Auto and Share Auto. I too.

Share Auto has many virtues. It is a great leveller. It brings everyone on the same plane. No bar on caste, colour,creed, sex age, etc., etc.,

It provides whole body physio theapy. It can vibrate, shake oscillate in several directions conditioned by the number of people in it. It has one Statutory limitation: MINIMUM 7!(I disagree here ,have you travelled in Kalpakkam ,they have a wooden bench fixed at the back of the driver and believe 4 adults could be seated on it.) I had the opportunity of sitting next to the driver and travel from Tiruvanmiyur Depot to Adayar Depot. Sitting on the "hot" seat and travelling with only one hand to keep you inside the moving junkyard was an experience in itself. These vehicle drivers are little more adventurous as the traffic is less and picks up good speed. judgments about this ride.”

I walked the path
very happy and gay.
No thorns or stones
to stop me on my way.
I just loved people
as they were
and trusted them
every word and deed.
Then I grew up to find
all smiles were false
and words were just words sake.
With pain in my heart
and tears in my eyes
I turn to Him
My only solace.
He answered me
with a smile
Dear!I have to use
different colours to
make my canvas bright.
Just walk your path
Light the house
that lacks a smile
hold the hand
which needs support.
dont ever expect,
dont ever want
for that is how
I want you my dear.
I turn around to
see my love smiling
holding out his hands
for me to hold.
What do I need?
Whom do I need?
Together we walk the path
happy and gay.

MY MIND (can it qualify as a poem? I doubt)

In the silence of night,
in the beauty of the stars fixed
against the dark blue sky,
with the moon smiling
the waves gleaming silver
in the moonlit night,
I wonder......
how everything can be so calm
my mind never calm
ALWAYS PREOCCUPIED

MOMS MAGIC

December 31 2009 midnight I asked my husband to take me to the beach to watch the Lunar eclipse.He said that was too late and only drunkards would be roaming around.My dear husband had to give in to my birthday wish.He would have prayed silently that I should fall asleep.Having decided on something I never give up.It was really a lovely night.The whiff cold air, the silence of the world against the dashing of waves,awaiting the arrival of the new year.It is my dream to walk in the waves at midnight.Even though I did not walk ,I had the privilege of standing on the bridge,watching this beautiful scene.It was better than staying at home.The year end always bring me sorrowful memories of my darling mom and every new year blooms with the same thoughts.Not that I forget my mother the other days,its this day the 31 st of December that took away my mother from me six years ago. Whenever I think of her,its only her smile,her soft talk and kind eyes that fill my eyes.It makes me, wish to see her yet once just a minute,if only I had that power.She had taught me a lot of things about life.Whatever be the problem,even after becoming a mother myself ,I used to call her and she had a beautiful solution, a word that always brought peace and courage into me.I really miss her whenever I am confronted with some problem.Now I sit in front of her photo and cry my mind out and get up refreshed.I still wonder how but it really calms me.She always was sweet and smiling and kind ,whatever be her troubles.However hard I try,I can never be her way.She was a striking contrast to my dad who was very strict and short tempered.When she had to stay away from me when I was a kid I remember her telling me that whenever I felt like seeing her,I just have to wait till night and look at the moon,she would be smiling there.I believed it then but now,after so many years,when I was watching the deep blue waves,I heard her words and without much thought,I lifted my eyes from the waves towards the moon spontaneously.There she was smiling ,wishing me on my 45 Th birthday.That's moms magic,whatever be your maturity ,whatever be your age you just believe a Mothers word ...its the profound love that flows ,that keeps watching us and keeps our life running.It can make anything happen.