Saturday, October 24, 2009

Copy Cat..... no no.. Copy King....

It was half yearly Exam and I was doing my 8th standard. In a bench there were three, one from standard 6, 8 and 10. One of my classmates who was next to me, was always telling me that he had bits (or chits) to copy and he had answered most of the questions with that ( It was such a Heroic thing in my school where most of them had bits and was showing themselves as hero’s that time). He used to do that daily and was showing himself as an expert in copying. Even I said him that I am also an expert in doing that (I didn’t know why I said that, may be because of my ego).

So next day after my exams I just shown him some bits to say “I copied today“ (but actually I didn’t). He didn’t believe me and said “give me proof” (As if I said a new theorem). I said OK, I will do that tomorrow. Next day It was English Exam, I knew all the poems but to give him a proof I took a small bit paper where all the poems were written (I didn’t prepare that, it is a copy given with Ganga guide).

We started our exam and when I started writing the poem, I want someone to see that I am copying so that he will be my witness. A 6th standard student was sitting beside me, I called him and I shown him the bit I had (Hope you didn’t see a fool like me ever in your life). Suddenly he (a very innocent student) stood and called the supervisor and said “Sir, He is having a bit paper” pointing his fingers on me. I didn’t know what to do, I put the bit into my sweater and stood up saying “I don’t have any”.

The supervisor checked my pockets and he couldn’t find any. The same boy said the supervisor again that I have hidden it in my sweater. I was terribly angry on him. My supervisor took that bit and asked my name. All were looking at me, I felt ashamed and scared (Not because he caught me but I am son of a teacher who is working in the same school which the supervisor doesn’t know). He took my paper and found I was in the middle of my poem, so he gave me a new sheet and asked me to write the poem again. Uff… my goodness I got small punishment (because I knew the poem) I thought and sat down to start writing...

I was staring at that boy thinking that I will kick his … after that exam outside the class. My supervisor read my thought and he came to us. He said that boy, “Please tell me, if this guy hurts you after this exam” pointing his hands to me. I kept quiet and was thinking that, it would be better if he doesn’t ask about my father.

The last five minutes of the exam. The supervisor came to me and asked “Where are you coming from?”, “Shanthoor” I said. He asked, “Do you know five of our teachers are from your place?”. I was standing quiet (He doesn’t know that all the five were my relatives). Then he asked ” Who is your father?”, I said “He is a Teacher”. He stared at me and asked “Where is he working?”, I said “Here in our school”. He was totally shocked and he asked me “What’s his name?”, I said “Mr. Jacob Peter” (One of the Strict Teachers in my school, more than that he was in charge of discipline) . He really got angry on me and he started scaring me asking “Shall I tell this to your dad?”. I said “Please don’t, I will not do next time”.

That day was my first and last attempt of taking bits to Exams. I was really disturbed and I asked myself, Why did I do this? What made you to do this? I realized my mistake and forgave myself as my teacher forgave me.

Many times in our life we do things just because all others do it, without asking why and what. Also we do things just to don’t give up our “self” easily. Just to show up our “self”, we make our minds blind and doing things which is not necessary at all. Finally it brings shame and guilt feelings to us. I thank God that I learnt this lesson early in my life.

Friday, October 23, 2009

That is my destiny..

"I like her
She likes me too
But i wonder, who don't like us
We didn't meet yet"
Said a rose bud when i was on the way crossing my garden
to meet my sweet heart to propose my love..

I asked,
Heh you are beautiful among all others here
And why do you want to lose your life just to meet her??

"I don't want to be here
Among these, full of fear
In pain with these thorns
No more happiness in this lawn

I want to be there
In her soft silky hair
With short life of mine
I surely make her thine..

That is my destiny" it replied..

I said Ok to fulfill its wish and i cut it from the plant..
I presented it to my sweet heart and I said "I love you"..
She was speechless with joy..
We spent a day forgetting ourselves
and finally we thought to wind up,

"Don't you think God has created this little bud specially for me?"
she said and ran away in shy saying "I love u too"..

The bud skied out of her hair
and fell down on my laps saying "I have done it"
and left its last breath..
(If there is eternal life to flowers, I bet it reached...)

I didn't know what to do with the bud then?
(After all It lost its life for me)

How do i show my gratitude to it?
(I thought and Tears came out of my eyes)

After thinking for a while,
I went back home and
I buried it in my diary..

Today is its death anniversary..
Staring at it "This is what i can do for you" I said and Kissed it..

This was my thought when i saw the beautiful rose in my garden, and so i scribble here....

Friday, October 9, 2009

She is still in my mind...

After my long leave I joined my office on 1st October. My friends surprised me by taking me to see her (Mahabaleshwar). As per their plan we started from Mumbai on 1st October at 11pm. We traveled all the night and reached early in the morning. After refreshing ourselves in the room we booked, we went out to see her.

The sun rose slowly spreading its rays like a flower opening its petals. All were excited to see her. She was wet because we saw her just after her shower (after the rain), water drops (dews) were still there in her body and she was hot (actually it was cold there). Our eyes were filled with joy. In the morning sunlight, her cheeks were shining and it was golden yellowish (yellow flowers scattered all around). We felt like kissing her dimple cheeks.

Her straight beautiful long hair (water falls and river) falls straight and flows smoothly on her body. Her silence gave us peace and was refreshing our mind. It was our pleasure to meet her.

She was wearing pure white clothes (Mist). With her wet body, the white clothes were put on her to make her look like an angel. In the small pleasant breeze, when her white cloth touched me, I was moved and totally lost (Even I lost my purse over there). Yes, she was romantic.

She was letting herself to us to admire as much as possible. Two days were not enough for us. We came back to Mumbai on 3rd October at 10 pm. But she is still in my mind, unforgettable. I suggest you all to visit the place once.

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Who Am I?

When you smile, I smile
When you cry, I cry
But I am not your Friend...

When you love, I don’t love
When you care, I don’t care
But I am not your enemy...

There is no day, you missed me
There is no day, you didn’t see me
But I am not your sweet heart...

You are the most beautiful creation in my world
Your are always right in my world
But I am not your mom...

I make you feel confident
I make you feel smart
But I am not your dad...

There may be no one for you
But I will be always with you
Guess who am I?
I am The Mirror...

When I was alone at home starring at the mirror, these were the lines come across my mind and I started scribbling…

These above lines may look silly or childish, but it makes me to think that, a small non-living thing reflects so many things to us when we face it. Being a Dominant living thing in this world,
What do I reflect to others?
How do I reflect others? and
Who am I?

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

God Is On Demand...

We all know that God is Omnipresent, Omnipotent and Omniscient. He is available to us anywhere, any time and to anyone. He does not discriminate anyone of us. But it is really shocking to see and hear that, to worship him we need to pay money or to travel to some other place where he is well known or to give priority to people who stand in queue according to their caste and status. We spend so much of money just to find him or worship him but finally we are not satisfied. Do you think he really expects all these?
We ourselves are temple’s, where God lives in us. If we find him in us then we will find him in others. We don’t have time to wish our neighbors whom we know but we stand in big queue to worship God whom we never seen and still in search of him. I don’t discourage the people who go to temple/church/mosque. In a way it is happy to see that so many people still remember him and worship him. But to those who spend so much of money in finding him or thinking that all the problems will be over if they do it.
Instead of doing all these, we can help the one who need some help. We can help our neighbors who will find God in us after we do it. It is always not necessary to help others only by giving money. There are so many other things which we can do without that, such as teaching poor students whom we find around our place, meet old people at old age homes and spend some time in orphanages. I know that we don’t have time to do these things.
But we can wish our neighbors and to the one we meet, we can give a smile to them, meet and say ‘Hi’ to all our colleagues at least once in a day, appreciating our subordinates, giving our hands when they need it and many such small things. "Don’t look for big things, just do small things with great love… The smaller the thing, the greater must be our love” said Mother Teresa.
These small things we do, will do miracles in others life. They will find God in us as we find in them. After all, God helps only through you and me. All the religion says ‘Love your neighbors as you love yourself’. Today is the day to ask this question ourselves, Is it not possible to do? Are we not ready to do this? Are we waiting for a good day to start? The day we think to start is really a good day and God is no more on Demand.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

It's My Farewell Day..

I was on my way
She was on her way
We both had met
Its our fate had set

Slowly, day by day
She came into my way
With hearts full of love
Like a white beauty dove

All around the sky
I said, 'We both will fly'
And her face full of shy
Like a cute sweetie pie

We both had a wish
To give a kiss
With heart full of bliss
And we don't want to miss

She made me strong,
She made me long
To be with her
For ever and ever..

But it Never last long
Not even a song
I didn't expect
It ends perfect

All went vain
With no more lane
In our own pain
We make all others fine

Its a beautiful rainy day
For u
Its a farewell day
For me..

Said the cloud
crying loud
Leaving the rain drop
From the top

Standing near the window, admiring the rain I scribbled the above lines....

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

When to do what?

I would like to share a small thought which i have read it from a book, some days ago.

Do you think, people will appreciate/praise only a wise man and not a fool? We do appreciate fools. Here is an example for that. In olden days, there were many small kingdoms which were ruled by kings. We knew that, on those days the kings were all known for their generosity. A Tamil literature says that a king called Paari was the one who was most generous among all others. What he did?

After his visit to countryside, he was going back to his palace by a chariot. While going he saw a beautiful creeper spread over the path without any support to climb up. The king felt very kind to that creeper and he left the chariot over there to give the creeper a support to make it climb up and he walked to the palace.

Don't you think, this is height's of foolishness? He could have ordered his servants' to bring something to support the creeper. But he didn't. He was so kind to the creeper and because of that his mind was shut. He acted unwisely. It doesn't mean he was really a fool, a fool cannot rule a kingdom. The kindness he had on the creeper made him act unwisely.

And you know what? All the kings were generous only for the people who asked help from them. The king Paari was so kind to the creeper which didn't ask any help from him and he was generous enough to give his own chariot for it. That is why we are still speaking about him and appreciate him for his kind and generosity(what we may feel foolishness).

Yes there are times that we need to shut down certain things. To love, care and to be kind, you don't need to be intelligent or u don't need to think wisely. If you think wisely you will not love others, you will judge other. 'If you judge people, you have no time to love them.' says a famous quote of Mother Teresa.

Then why do we act unwisely? It is because, only in folly we get great happiness. Just think about a singer, who is he? he tells us something by raising his voice up and down like a fool which is not done by a normal person. But it sounds good and we all enjoy it. Who is a dancer? He moves his body, hands and legs as he wish like a fool which is not done by a normal person. But we clap hands for his performance and we enjoy it. We can see foolishness in all what we do with love and enjoyment.

There is a time to switch on the lights and there is a time to switch off the lights.
There is a time to act wise and there is a time to act unwise.

The thing is, we need to know when to do what.

Friday, August 21, 2009

Beautiful Full Moon Day...

It was a beautiful full moon day, I was lying down on the terrace starring at the moon and my mind started to scribble....

Moon is bright in the sky,
Behind the clouds with shy...
Daily i see when i lie,
If i don't, then i cry...

Moon is white in the sky,
Like a kite it flies high..
'It is not possible to catch it' I sigh,
Then i think again and say 'Why cant i try?'...

Moon gives light from the sky,
With it's eyes wide open like a spy,
It keeps following me all the way,
In a bright sunny day it goes away...

Moon is dark in the sky,
And i started to cry,
Asking 'why don't u give ur ray'
And now that is all i pray..

And my mind went romantic....

Hi Whity(Moon),
When u arise..
Here arises many hearts,
Not to see your beautiful face,
But to see their sweethearts....

I am not an exception...

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