Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Thursday, December 26, 2013
WHO DARES WIN...????
MERRY CHRISTMAS DAD....
Dear father,
Lot of kisses and Merry Christmas…..!
Yesterday, I’ve waited for you all day long though I knew you wouldn’t be able to come and join me to decorate our Christmas tree. And at last, when the final bus also gradually diminished and vanished on the culvert, my mind painfully realized that this is going to be a Christmas without you and I really felt bad. I just don’t want to celebrate it. But while guiding me back to the house, mother tried to cheer me up by telling why it is so important for us to celebrate Christmas to make you happy. She then helped me to take that beautiful glittering star of silver tinsel from my cupboard and crowned it over the top of my small Christmas tree. That was one beautiful thing I kept it for a surprise. My brother too helped me arranging the lights and winding the tinsel artfully round the trunk from top to bottom. We have then decorated the tree with a few decoration boxes I got from the fancy store nearby. Trying to hang the baubles of many colors on small hooks was really a challenging task for me. Mother helped me in putting some glittering pears and paper angels on every gap we could find in there.
But father, without you we felt we were lacking something. Alex, my friend next door and his father made a wonderful tree wrapped in red crepe paper and a lot of glittering stars. Later on, they had lighted the candles on the floor around its base and put some beautiful carols. They were laughing and dancing around the tree. It was then that the memories of our dazzling Christmas celebration a couple of years back thronged into my mind and I felt terribly sad. Again my mother’s caring hands came to my rescue. She told me that we should think of the job you are doing for the country and then I really wanted to tell you how very proud we felt of you.
Father, when the decorations were finished, I checked the tree from all sides and I found the stars were dull and the whole tree was appallingly blurred. I wonder why it’s so hazy. It was only when my mother came near me, gave a tender peck on my cheek and wipes away the tears in my eyes that I realized how artfully we adorned the tree. It was so beautifully made beyond explanation.
After dinner, I went to bed and no sooner did I fall asleep than I started dreaming about a loving Santa Claus dressed in red fur from head to foot coming down from the sky in a sleigh pulled by reindeer. His head and beard were as white as snow. He had a bundle of toys flung on his back. As dry leaves danced in air and clouds formed obscure images in the heights of the sky, he came down the chimney and sat upon my bed side. I could saw the glee in his eyes. Tapping gently on my cheek, he whispered in a subtle voice, “ Son, your Christmas tree is awesomely beautiful…I liked it…” he then smiled cheerfully at me. But I couldn’t stop crying. When he saw tears flowing down my cheek, he wiped it away and hugged me tight. With trembling voice I said to him, “No feat is too difficult for you papa… you can do anything. I have an appeal to you.”
With that gleeful smile still intact on his lips, he asked, “What do you want my little child?” I said, “I don’t want anything. I know you are virtually omnipresent. You can go anywhere. Could you please take the Christmas tree that I made for my father and show it to him and convey my heartfelt wishes and say how much I love him?
He then hugged me tight and patted on my back. I could hear him telling me in a delicate voice, “Don’t worry my child, I will do it for you. I will fulfill your dearest desire…”
He went out and I pursued him. In a flash he took the Christmas tree in the palm of his hand and jumped into his sleigh, he laughed euphorically and waved his hand towards me. I waved back. He then soon ascended above the heights of the cloud. Yes father, after a while I saw you too. Santa was talking to you. In his hand was my lovely Christmas tree. Today in the morning I jumped out of my bed and ran to see what had happened to my tree. Yes it was there. But I’am not sad. In fact I’am so happy for that I could see you in dreams. I love you dad and I’am proud of you. May the god keep you safe and secure in his arms.
Your loving son……
P.S:- Wrote this story when I found that I could not join my sons during this Christmas as my leave application was not sanctioned due to operational reasons. I thought about those several armed forces men and their loved ones back at home waiting for a few moments of joy.......Here in armed forces it's the priority that matters......Happy Christmas to all those who could not make it this time.....Hallelujah....
Saturday, December 21, 2013
ROSE IN MY OFFICE TABLE.....
Walked into my office this morning, I found this beautiful flower placed on the center of my table. Absolutely fascinated, my mind just got blown....! As colorful thoughts overwhelmed within me, those half forgotten dreams have started thronging to my mind like smooth serene ocean waves....! No sooner had the waves started massaging my otherwise turbulent mind, than my runner came in and said ....Sir, this is one leftover flower I got from the conference hall... " looked up at him with the kind of expression that the leaders in Delhi have on their faces now a days, I said to him..." Look dear,. ..., For everything under the sun, there is a place and for every event there is a time.....! " Standing outside the office, he is still pondering over this mischievous quote....!
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
DON'T GO DADDY
Understanding the pain that accompanies a soldier's life, PARENT CIRCLE magazine has published one of my blog posts (We too have tears) in their latest edition
Click here for the post...we too have tears...
Click here for the post...we too have tears...
AAM AADMI PARTY
After
the magnificent victory of "BROOM STICK" , now the news is that
Election Commission has been flooded with applications for a new symbol-
VACUUM CLEANER- with justification that BROOM STICKS are not "STRONG
ENOUGH" to CLEAN certain HARD-TO-REACH places......
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
Friday, November 22, 2013
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
Monday, November 18, 2013
Saturday, November 16, 2013
VOLVO BUSES ARE NOW MOBILE CREMATORIUMS....
Government has decided to give "Fire-Engine" escort to all VOLVO buses plying in southern states....
VOLVO BUSES PLYING IN SOUTHERN STATES ARE NOW MOBILE CREMATORIUMS....SOME URGENT ACTIONS ARE NOW REQUIRED TO BE TAKEN IMMEDIATELY TO PREVENT SUCH RECURRENCES...
SAY NO TO PROCRASTINATION.... PLEASE TAKE ACTION...
Thursday, November 14, 2013
Saturday, November 9, 2013
Friday, November 8, 2013
A BEAMER GOING FOR A SIX- UMPIRE'S SIGNAL...?
This is what I've posted in my facebook profile update yesterday....I'am still waiting for an answer.....!!!!!
"I
asked a question yesterday regarding the fair signal by an umpire in the
event of a fast bowler throws a beamer that goes past the batsman, the
wicket keeper and going over the fence for a Six. It's been almost 15
hours and I haven't gotten an answer yet. So I hope it's one really
stupid question with no specific answer..right? I don't even know
whether it had happened before but a maverick bowler
in the likes of Akthar or Malinga with such powerful shoulders and
slinga round arm action, throwing a ball to a horizontal distance of
80-90 meters with an angle of elevation equal to 45 degrees is quite
possible with an extra bit of back bending. May be my cricket crazy
St.Marian friends could throw some light on this subject....Where are
you guys...".
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
Saturday, November 2, 2013
Friday, October 25, 2013
Thursday, October 24, 2013
Monday, October 21, 2013
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Sunday, October 13, 2013
ELECTION SYMBOL FOR NONE OF THE ABOVE
The most appropriate Election Symbol for " None of the above- NOTA.." is GINGER...!
Now that , the “None of the above-NOTA” option will remain a
symbolic one as per the circular issued by the Election Commission a couple of
days ago, voters are now confused as to why such an option at all?” As per the
circular, even if the NOTA received maximum number of votes, the candidate with
the second highest number of votes will be declared elected in the upcoming
assembly elections scheduled to be conducted later this year. So “NOTA” is now just an option for the voters
to express their displeasure and angry without any serious consequences at all.
This remains me of the famous saying in Malayalam: “ Inji Kadicha Korangane
Pole” which means , “Like the facial
expression of a monkey who bite GINGER” similar to the English phrase, “ bitter
pill expression.” …Here it is…..Now that the Election Commission is yet to take
a decision on the election symbol for the “ None of the above “ option, I
personally feel a “piece of GINGER”
would be the best and meaningful option. A symbol that would best fit
the facial expression of poor voters who after spending hours in queue under
scorching heat, comes out of the polling booth after putting their vote for
NOTA. It’s not my fault if your evil mind is exceptionally over enthusiastic
and sees something dirty.
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Mahatma gandhi is crying....
What else Gandhi could do, when we tell him every year on this occasion of Gandhi Jayanti, " Sorry Father, it's pretty much the same here....." and we use the words, ahimsa, sathyagraha, honesty etc shamelessly in our speeches and return back to the same state of affairs the very next day.......Once again, have to say....SORRY FATHER....Hope next year you will see a different INDIA.....
Friday, September 27, 2013
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
Sunday, September 22, 2013
Thursday, September 5, 2013
Saturday, August 31, 2013
DAKSHINADHUNIKAM...
Underneath the whimsical blue skylines,
onto the eternal paths of blissful twilight.
hath he walked away
In the sublime pleasure of tendu-stick
were the Wolf's belly and Warsteady.
Shred apart the breast of "SprungFurrow",
dost the sanguinarian impregnable, drank blood.
The flute adorned divinity had a nasty flu that day.
The temple lamps whence cast a golden glow in
the gloaming, she besought him...
" Shalt thou come this way by
droving the pachyderms...? "Monday, August 26, 2013
Saturday, August 24, 2013
Thursday, August 22, 2013
Wednesday, August 14, 2013
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