India Shining

India won the Twenty20 Championship Trophy today. Dhoni and his team gave their 100% in the ground throughout and that paid the rich reward of defeating Pakistan in the Finals.

It is a sight to watch Misbah missing his control on that crucial ball of the last over off Joginder, Harbhajan jumping with the national flag, the Chak De! Khan cheering the Indians from the stands and later on the ground, Dhoni baring his chest by handing over his T-shirt to a boy, the players rolling and falling on each other in a pure rugby style,…… :)

The sweetest part is, Mother called from Mumbai immediately after the match to share her joy with Atul. It seems he had told her to watch Twenty20 without fail and that he had forecasted India’s victory in August itself. What a combo these two are, fighting at one time and hugging at another time! And in Atul’s words – “Aaji is so innocent and sweet…” :D

I always love to say ‘Mera Bharat Mahan’ and ‘India shining’; become more patriotic after watching movies like ‘Rang De Basanti’ & ‘Swades’ and wish to cheer up on such occasions like this with ‘Chak De! India’.

But alas! I have to return to routine life very soon where I, an NRI have to look at the currency ratings with hope if there is any chance of improvement in dollar value against Indian rupees.

:)))

My poem published in GDN

Glad to inform that my poem 'A solitary walk' is published in today's Gulf Daily News.


http://www.gulf-daily-news.com/Story.asp?Article=194490&Sn=BNEW&IssueID=30185

Leaf or Flower

Beams of sunlight
Stride pass me in élan
Streaks of rain
Caress me in joy
Waves of wind
Touch me with love
O Flower!
I am the greatest

Eyes of man
Stride pass me in élan
Hands of child
Caress me in joy
Lovers in trance
Touch me with love
I am the greatest
O Leaf!
I am the greatest

Seasons do I have
To disappear in the midst
Process do I have
To keep myself green
Tender am I
To wither working all day
O Flower!
I am the greatest

Seasons do I have
To appear in the midst
Process do I have
To undergo in pain
Tender am I
To wither seeing my fruit
I am the greatest
O Leaf!
I am the greatest

O Leaf! O Flower!
I am your Mother Tree Power
Children you are mine
Talk to me till sunshine
Pray that I am not barren
For you and I
Birth and death
Do we have in common
Pride is not to be worn
Noble is the role of all
In this flicker life of ours
Let us join our hands in our mansion
And sing our song of wisdom in unison

Let go...

The global warming that blows the world, the degrading environment that nurtures rivalries, the challenges that the humanity faces on many fronts in academia and corporate worlds , the hidden terrorism in every soul in one form or other – all these must sting today’s man to make his earning, yearning and living a hell on this karmic planet.

In the personal level, financial pressures, high aspirations, academic and personal failures – all these break his spirit into pieces. He either becomes vulnerable to such continuous viral attacks or converts himself into a parasite on others.

What is the end result of this scenario?

He becomes a success in his long run of destiny but he learns to bargain his love with acquired possessions. What a pity! In the darkest dungeons of his personality, the stampeded soul holds grudges to heart, refuses to dilute others’ faults, keeps pains in the inner chamber and ultimately walks as a skeleton of repudiation and failures. It is a shame on his part to deprive his soul of the grace that it can bestow and enjoy.

Can he soar ever?

When you become a subject of mockery
Look at those subjects in dispassion once
When you become a target of misery
Accept its rumbling presence in humility once

When you walk the path of thorny bushes
Feel the pain in all its essence once
When you are deprived of loved ones
Cry in solitude to heart’s content once

When you are cornered cruelly
Resist with all your might at least once
When you are showered with abuses
Shut your ears to bless the souls once

When you sense bruises, hurts and pains
Behold passionately and thank them once
When you are no longer needed by anyone
Look un to you and experience yourself once


What after?

Stand in the drizzling rain
Watch how it dances on your face
Absorb the rhythmic movements
Feel the cold rush in your adrenaline
Warm up your heart with love
Thank Mother Nature from the heart
I am sure
You will see a beautiful world
Always beautiful and ever bright
For you have a life and body
Still those moments and enjoy
Instill them in your life and march on

Dust off your past
It is nothing but a graveyard
Shirk off the myths and misfits
It is no longer your companion
Turn once to have a deep look
But fear not
For you are ever new
And conversely Eternal

Let go of the pains
Let go of the miseries
Let go of the successes
Let go of the ego
Let go of the fears
Let go of them happily…..
You will understand that
Life is the best gift of God
And the most beautiful flower to adorn

Oh, man! Let’s lead life gracefully. It is possible only if we ‘let go…..’

Let go….
Let go….

Janmashtami at home

Yesterday evening celebrated Janmashtami. It is a moment to cherish. In my unstringed voice full of love, I sang bhajans after a long time. Only God can bear such calamities.

The sweet Baby Krishna on the wall was purchased recently in Udupi. Just unable to take off eyes from Him. He is so cute. With what passion and love the artist would have painted this picture! God bless!

My letter to God - 2

Dear God,

You didn’t bother to check out if I am fine or not. You didn’t reply to my previous letter. But I am undeterred. Because I know, you are always like this and I am also like this only. Yet I feel you have a watch on me always. Because Appa has told me so once. That’s why I am writing again.

You know something……… I stood first in my last exam. All my teachers applauded (new word I have learnt today) me for my performance. My friends too gave me a respectful look. My English teacher told me that my writing skills are excellent with perfect grammar and am too good compared to my peers (what does it mean? I must check the dictionary). You know one funny thing….. I have seen many people, both young and old alike, writing wrong spelling for ‘grammar’. They always write ‘grammer’. Haha…… Also, ‘seperate’ for ‘separate’. How funny it is! I could not control my laughter whenever I see.

Today I have enrolled myself in the mono acting competition. I am practising for that day and night. It is a deaf and dumb role. It is difficult of course but I am confident. You know I have to shed my shyness that I am dark and incapable of doing such things. And I am planning to wear the yellow dress which Appa got for me during last Diwali. Will I not look gorgeous in that? Tell me please, God.

Ok, the main reason for my writing is, today is your (Krishna’s) birthday it seems. Amma told me this along with his butter stealing pranks. I love the sweet smile and face of Baby Krishna. I have a calendar at home which the neighbour Uncle gave us. In that, baby Balarama & Krishna are playing and eating butter. How sweet it is! I keep looking at that picture for hours together. Any way, Happy Birthday to you, Krishna!

What else? Am fine here otherwise. Would love to see you.

More later.

With tons of love,

Ramya
(7 years 9 months)
Your loving friend