Hmmm....

A bubble that’s so hard to break….

Limbs tied with ropes that seem invisible…

Running short of air…..

An urge to act fast…..

No sound but struggle within...

With all might, I broke open the bubble…

Only to realize that I pop opened to dense, dark and strange waters...

Pressure crushing my body…

Movements difficult in that thick medium…

Blurred vision…

I breathe in that heavy liquid…..

NO….. I shouldn’t…. I need to reach for the surface….

But am drowning… drowning deep inside……

Lungs straining with pressure…

The acidic feeling of liquid entering my wind pipe…

Half conscious…

Falling deep inside…

Limbs attempting in vain to push myself to the surface…..

I breathe in more liquid….

One final breath……

& I broke free….

- Whoa.. watta dream-

LIFE – A DRAMA!!!

Greetings to all who come across…
Smiles to everyone, with enthu not lost…

Jokes cracked, brings bubbles of laughter…
Sometimes, acting a dunce too, doesn’t matter…

Worries, forgotten in a jiffy…
Smile, that of an innocent silly…

Defined as happiness and mellow by the ones around…
Within, alone knows the truth that’s borne…

A heart, sensitive and fragile…
Yet broken again and again with style…

Troubles that doubles…
‘Time not spared’, clan mumbles…

Smiles of pain…
Tears in vain…

Behind the veil, all hidden…
Smilingly, reduce others burden…

Drama, I choose…
Life, continues…

Life is B.E.A.U.Tiful :)

A moment of silence…

Activities, around I sense…

Reality I face…

At a slower pace…

Life bright and fine…

My partner smiling I find…

My children leading a life so gay…

With their toddlers playing at bay…

Often the smell of hospital…

At times forgetting my spectacle…

Arm chair and back pain…

The same old balcon and the walk lane…

A peep into the past…

Memories that long last…

Someone who seemed long forgotten…

Still lingers in that decayed brain…

First one to give me butterflies in the stomach…

Also the one to break my heart, blame my luck…

Blame, its so lame…

Life, that’s the name…

Everything happened for a reason…

Experience, I gained from season to season…

Used to be a memory that gave pain…

Later I considered it gain…

I regret not those days, which once made me smile…

Cause I know, its no fun to travel a boring mile…

With smiles and tears I made a journey so wonderful…

Counting my days, I realize life is beautiful…

SILENCE AT LAST!!!

Felt you were always the odd one out?? Most of the time the answer is ‘yes’ … But later u thought it was just your imagination…. But still something inside u says it wasn’t???U think u complicate things?? U think the problem is with u?... felt lonely…sad… not always but sometimes… especially when u r depressed??? Had experiences like… talking to yourself?…losing yourself when u ought to be concentrating in your work?… clapping your hand on to your fore head all of a sudden and then u realize that your friends are looking at u as a ‘weirdo’?? Complaints from people that u always look depressed?... most of the time lost in your own world... thoughts popping into your head… pictures flashing in your mind… you are very much occupied with yourself???
When you open out to someone, u find yourself stupid??? Shocked when friend tells you that u are short tempered??? Woke up in the morning having dreamt the weirdest dream??…. When tried recollecting it… all felt blank… just traces of it lingering in your mind??? Always desired a dream less sleep?? U feel weird… again confused whether its your imagination or it’s the truth??? You come up with awful thoughts which you are scared to spill out??? Ever found yourself in a bewildered state when one of your fellow mates confess that he/she is scared of u??? Wanted to run away to some place where there is no other soul??? Ever felt like why it is always u… let it be home or work place or with friends… its always u… u who is being blamed for everything??? Is there a voice in your head which keeps talking to u??? When u are under depression or when u are confused, this voice worsens everything??? Have u felt like banging your head with something hard during such times??? Was silence the only thing u wanted??? All u wish is to stop that voice??? Do u visualize yourself stuffing huge lumps of cotton in to your head??? U wanna shout out loud????

How does it feel?? Fictious?? Or funny??? Hmmm…
I m quite ashamed to admit this, but when I m under depression I experience such stuffs…. All I do to stop that voice is listen to good music… Once when I was quite disturbed I tried listening to music as usual… Believe me I was not able to concentrate on the music. My mind was filled with thoughts…. I was not able to hear the music… its that voice in my head I heard…not the music. Neither was I able to cry nor show any emotion… I was confused… frustrated… I felt myself empty… numb… I was starring into nothingness… I was not able to submit myself to the melancholy I was listening to [which I usually do…]. I felt something heavy in me… and that echoing voice in my head made me feel terrible.


I slowly switched off the music. Still feeling empty and disturbed, I tried to sleep. I couldn’t find a pillow so laid on my mom’s lap. Know what happened?? It felt like heaven. The warmth of her body surrounding me like a shield… Some unknown energy entering my body… the emptiness being filled with happiness…My mind was blank. Her soft hands on my forehead, slowly brushing my head… I could feel the care in her touch. I almost felt like the baby in the womb… someone is there… to care for me… to love me… to protect me… to hold my hands… to accept me the way i m… and that voice… it was no where to be found… what more would I want??? I was really happy… silence at last… on the very lap of someone who truly loves me… wish time had stopped the very moment… hmmm… this silence is enough… I don’t need anything else………….

BLOOD THIRSTY BEASTS

Walking through a deserted lane…
All seemed calm…
For a minute you didn’t know what happened…
A shrill scream filled the environment…
Then you realized it was yours…
You opened your eyes…
Blood thirsty ones starring into yours…
Your face so close that you were breathing its bad breath…
Saliva oozing from its sharp canine onto your face…
Its paws on your body…
It’s dirty, sharp claws tearing your flesh apart…
Fear fills you…
Pain explodes your mind…
Your only wish is to wake up from this dreadful dream…



I wonder how many of us have had dreams like this….not many…not even few… But most of us are ignorant about the fact that there are people who have experienced such attacks. You’ll be even more shocked to know who the attacker is… MAN’S BEST FRIEND. I am not talking about the international breeds or the country breeds that are well protected from diseases and trained to be good pets. But about the ones which leaves you with a sleepless night…not just by their loud barks but by the fear they’ll attack you.
This might sound silly for people who spend their nights in cosy warm bedrooms. Try spending your nights under thatched roof and you’ll realize the fathom of truth in my words…

What is the solution to prevent such attacks?? Hide from these stray dogs?? What are we?? Cats?? Hmmm… my personal suggestion is to put a full stop to their lives. My intentions are not to destroy the dog species but to save ourselves. Recently few kids have been pronounced dead after being attacked by these blood thirsty beasts. Such incidents are steadily on the rise. Its sad to know that the main victims are kids, who are not blessed with good fortune, especially of age below 8 years. Even if anyone survives these heartless attacks, it is again a question of life or death. As we know stray dogs are not protected against fatal diseases such as rabies, there are very high chances for the attacked victims to suffer from the same. So why not kill the dogs instead of being killed???? Try killing one and you’ll be produced before the court by the BLUE CROSS!!!

Blue cross, an organization to protect animals, did not favour the idea of killing these stray dogs. They claimed that dogs are authentic creatures. But why did these trust worthy creatures attacked the kids?? Does the blue cross have any answers?? Did they do their duty of restricting the multiplication of these dogs?? Did they vaccinate them against the various diseases?? If so… why are these attacks still taking place???
Put yourself in a kid’s place, who in ragged school uniforms, with bare foot, when heading for the government school just for the sake of a square meal is attacked by these monsters. How would it be if you are left with a face that is unrecognizable or if you are given a one way ticket?? Who is answerable to the families who lost their kids?? “Are dogs more important than humans??” what does the Blue cross have to say for this???

Is there any other solution??? Raise funds for Blue cross?? Even if we raise money, does it end up in the right hands?? We never know… what else can we do?? Make it a rule that every family has to take in at least one stray dog to bring it up as pets?? Is it possible?? I really don’t know… but frankly, though a little ashamed, I would prefer an international breed or at least a country breed to a stray dog. Not just me but most of us or at least a few… when I say ‘dogs’, most of u might have this picture flashed in your mind... a cute innocent fur ball(just like in the picture)!!!... But in my mind it is a savage, untamed beast waiting to attack innocent victims!!! What can we do to stop them?? Wait for one fine day for everything to turn up right?? Will this ‘one fine day’ come if we are gonna do nothing???

While the time we are waiting for someone to give the answers, lets remember that many lives are in danger…vulnerable victims… the little ones… especially from families which are below the poverty line and the lower middle class. What is the solution then??? Save as many dogs as possible before they turn into monsters. This is possible only by the Blue cross. If you are one among them, if you have a heart, if you don’t want your kids to be attacked, its up to you to save us… and the others lets help them in every way we can… as for the monsters…………
Lets do justice to our human race!!!

THE FALLEN ANGEL

The motionless golden stars and the silver moon….the dark ebony sky….a frog from nowhere jumped straight into the moon…the crystal clear reflection of the sky was interrupted by soft velvety ripples of the pond below. The sky cloudless and mist free wore a beautiful but a lifeless smile. The soft breeze made the trees nearby rustle. The frog which jumped into the pond swam across it and croaked its way out of the pond on to the other side. Jasmine garden surrounded the pond and the sweet smell of night jasmine filled the place. Not a single sound was heard except the fading croaks from the frog and the soft rustles of the trees. The ambiance looked as beautiful as ever. And to add to its beauty, the place was adorned by the silver rays of the moon.

A dull shadow entered the jasmine garden…the owner on its trails. A tall figure dressed in pale pink with long hair which was carelessly let loose walked till the edge of the pond and starred right below. A woman with a soft face but sharp features starred back. She was white as a ghost. Her eyes large and beautiful were filled with unknown sadness. Suddenly color flushed in her cheeks… sweet memories of the pond made the magic… as immediately as they flushed they became white as ever again…remembering her last visit to the pond which was as bitter as the crimson potion she held in her hand. She enjoyed the soft breeze that brushed her face. She stood there alone, starring at the pond…not enjoying the reflection but going down her memory lane…sweet and bitter!!! She looked like as if she was making a conversation with the pond using her mind power. Her pale dress matched the jasmine flowers around her. She looked like a fallen angel from the heaven.

She softly raised her hands and unscrewed the bottle she was holding…innocently opening her mouth she drained the content of it. she quietly sat near the edge…feeling the still water , making small ripples… she saw a frog swimming towards her… her vision dimmed, she closed her eyes…her face sprung into an uneasy expression. She slowly leaned down… her face white, her left hand in the water while her right clutching to something very tight… her skirt though untidily set covered her till ankle…soft breeze blew and trees rustled… no other movements… she lay there…motionless and lifeless!!!

“Where is she? Where will I find her?” suddenly remembering the pond he ran towards its direction… stopping near the jasmine garden… panting and sweating… he wiped his hot sweat on his forehead…hot air filled his nostrils… he took a deep breath and looked around…he found his angel lying near the pond… “She is sleeping…she is not dead…I know” he went near her bent down to feel her pulse… “I know I am dreaming…” he felt her pulse… “This is just a nightmare…just a dream… I know” he found an empty bottle beside her… his heart skipped a beat… still sweating not as a result of running but of fear… a voice inside his head kept saying “you are a betrayer…”.He sat beside her… placed her head on his thigh, her starred at her as if he could wake her just by starring… he didn’t know what to do…he took her left hand from the water and laid it across her waist. He found the other hand clutching something.He held her right hand in his left. On opening he found a small piece of paper. He unfolded it and read

“Darling I know you’ll find me or at least this last word from me… it’s not your fault… I am just not lucky to be destined a life with you. Circumstances made you take those decisions. When you realize it please don’t feel guilty. Don’t call yourself a betrayer… you are not… when we chose a color, god has other colors for us. It’s neither your fault nor mine. But living a life without you… i don't think i can live... so I chose death. If you can do me a favor then, 'forget me'. Be happy with what you have… I love you as I had always done… please take care and bye forever…”

Tears rolled down his cheek… it was hot and felt like blood… he searched for the bottle hoping to drink the left over…No there was nothing left… disappointment filled his heart along with sadness………….. Tears in his eyes with a broken heart, lost his true love… he sat there reading her last word again and again….again and again………..

The motionless golden stars and the silver moon….the dark ebony sky….a frog from nowhere jumped straight into the moon…the crystal clear reflection of the sky was interrupted by soft velvety ripples of the pond below. The sky cloudless and mist free wore a beautiful but a lifeless smile. The soft breeze made the trees nearby rustle. The frog which jumped into the pond swam across it and croaked its way out of the pond on to the other side. Jasmine garden surrounded the pond and the sweet smell of night jasmine filled the place. Not a single sound was heard except the fading croaks from the frog and the soft rustles of the trees. The ambiance looked as beautiful as ever. And to add to its beauty, the place was adorned by the silver rays of the moon.

A dull shadow entered the jasmine garden…the owner on its trails. A tall figure dressed in pale pink with long hair which was carelessly let loose walked till the edge of the pond and starred right below. A woman with a soft face but sharp features starred back. She was white as a ghost. Her eyes large and beautiful were filled with unknown sadness. Suddenly color flushed in her cheeks… sweet memories of the pond made the magic… as immediately as they flushed they became white as ever again…remembering her last visit to the pond which was as bitter as the crimson potion she held in her hand. She enjoyed the soft breeze that brushed her face. She stood there alone, starring at the pond…not enjoying the reflection but going down her memory lane…sweet and bitter!!! She looked like as if she was making a conversation with the pond using her mind power. Her pale dress matched the jasmine flowers around her. She looked like a fallen angel from the heaven.

She softly raised her hands and unscrewed the bottle she was holding…innocently opening her mouth she drained the content of it. she quietly sat near the edge…feeling the still water , making small ripples… she saw a frog swimming towards her… her vision dimmed, she closed her eyes…her face sprung into an uneasy expression. She slowly leaned down… her face white, her left hand in the water while her right clutching to something very tight… her skirt though untidily set covered her till ankle…soft breeze blew and trees rustled… no other movements… she lay there…motionless and lifeless!!!

“Where is she? Where will I find her?” suddenly remembering the pond he ran towards its direction… stopping near the jasmine garden… panting and sweating… he wiped his hot sweat on his forehead…hot air filled his nostrils… he took a deep breath and looked around…he found his angel lying near the pond… “She is sleeping…she is not dead…I know” he went near her bent down to feel her pulse… “I know I am dreaming…” he felt her pulse… “This is just a nightmare…just a dream… I know” he found an empty bottle beside her… his heart skipped a beat… still sweating not as a result of running but of fear… a voice inside his head kept saying “you are a betrayer…”.He sat beside her… placed her head on his thigh, her starred at her as if he could wake her just by starring… he didn't know what to do…he took her left hand from the water and laid it across her waist. He found the other hand clutching something.He held her right hand in his left. On opening he found a small piece of paper. He unfolded it and read

“Darling I know you’ll find me or at least this last word from me… it’s not your fault… I am just not lucky to be destined a life with you. Circumstances made you take those decisions. When you realize it please don’t feel guilty. Don’t call yourself a betrayer… you are not… when we chose a color, god has other colors for us. It’s neither your fault nor mine. But living a life without you… i don't think i can live... so I chose death. If you can do me a favor then, 'forget me'. Be happy with what you have… I love you as I had always done… please take care and bye forever…”

Tears rolled down his cheek… it was hot and felt like blood… he searched for the bottle hoping to drink the left over…No there was nothing left… disappointment filled his heart along with sadness………….. Tears in his eyes with a broken heart, lost his true love… he sat there reading her last word again and again….again and again………..

IF U THINK ITZ DARK LOOK AT THE BRIGHT SIDE OF IT!!!

Darkness creeps in us only if sadness prevails. And y does sadness triumph in us???? Its b coz of PROBLEMS!!! Who is creating all these problems huh???? Well the answer is too simple-“WE”. Where can we find the solution??? Its there right before us. Can’t u see it? Guess it’s too dark!! Hmmm…. A problem is an unsolved puzzle. All we have to do is make the right move. Put all the pieces in place and complete the puzzle. Ur problem is solved. Hmmm….guess its too dark to see even the piece of the puzzle!!!

Well what r u waiting for??? Chase the darkness out of u… Well what is this darkness I m taking about huh??? It’s an unclear mind which is vulnerable, which is very dangerous!!! So chase the darkness out of u… there r so many ways to do this…some try to share the problem with their friends, some write it out in their dairies. If
u don’t know what to do during such times..try my way…this what I do….

I take sometime for myself. I like doing this during the night time. I go to the terrace (mottai maadi) and stretch myself. I try forgetting my problem. I relax myself. I make myself comfortable and then I take a deep breath. I feel so relieved. My mind becomes blank, too blank to think about anything. The best part comes now. I look up. Hmmm… what do u think I see there??? The night sky….dark but still bright!!! Stars scattered all over, making sweet patterns…. It looks like a black silk cloth with shining gems embedded in it. The moon, “the princess of beauty”, gets her share of attraction though she takes only the size of my thumb in that vast black beauty, showing her simplicity yet her magnanimity!!! The night breeze and the slowly moving mist above makes me feel above the world. A sweet curl shapes itself on my lips without my knowledge. It feels so gud!!! I usually fall in love after this sweet experience. I fall in love with myself. I love myself. When u start loving yourself, there is no more darkness in u. u’ll find the missing pieces of your puzzle. If u have a problem, try doing this..u might feel gud… The night sky is dark but still brings brightness in me!!!!!!

I LOVE THIS FEEL!!!!!

This is what I usually do during the mornings…I watch the clouds. I love to watch them. The early morning sky is awesome. When the sun wakes up, it pushes down its white fluffy blanky, which makes those wonderful patterns we see in the morning. It spreads its golden rays all over the place making the scene more charming. The morning chillness and the first rays of the sun welcomes u to yet another new day!! If u really wanna enjoy this experience the best place for that is the sea shore. It’s simply awesome. The roars of the waves seem like wishing us a happy day ahead. Wow what a start!!! The scene is adorable with the sun and the vast ocean in the morning breeze…..words are not enough. This can be said a little metaphorically. It looks like the sun, taking a dip in the ocean, wishes us a happy morning!!!! And it’s a delight to watch the waves hit the shores and turn into white foam!!it gives us a refreshing feel. A feel so beautiful that it makes u feel happy within. You lose urself seeing it!!! What more proof do u want for the existence of god??? Anyone can believe in god, anyone can pray but whats the point in praying if u don’t feel god??? This is where u can truly feel him. Feel god….enjoy his presence..!!!!

SEVEN SOCIAL SINS

politics without principle,
wealth without work,
commonsense without morality,
education without character,
pleasure without conscience,
science without humanity,
worship without sacrifice.
-Gandhiji.

I WANT U, I NEED U, I LOVE U

hold me close, hold me tight

make me thrill with every delight

let me know where i stand from the start

i want you, i need you, i love you with all my heart.

evertime that you are near,

all my cares disaapear.

darling, you are all that i m living for

i want you, i need you, i love you, more and more.

i thought i could live without romance

before you came to me

but now, i know that i will go on loving you eternally.

wont you please be my own?

never leave me alone,

'cause i die everytime we're apart

i want you, i need you, i love you with all my heart

courtesy: unknown

CHESEE BAL!!!!

This is a true incident. A kid in his kinder garten class had a friend. Lets name them (can’t reveal their names) let the kid be SAM and the friend be JOE. Their class teacher once conducted a number test. JOE being very smart got 100%, as for SAM (very playful) got 0%. JOE was very much impressed by the “big star” his teacher awarded him. If u remember in our kinder garten days, the best kid gets the biggest star!!! Similarly, JOE was awarded a big star. He boasted to SAM about his star.If I was in SAM’s position I wud have cried!!! U know wat SAM did????? He boasted abt his ‘0’.
U know how???here comes “Look I have got a moon and u have anly a star…ha ha ha…”. And u know wat happened? SAM started crying for not getting a moon!!!!

I m posting this not b coz this is very intrstin to hear but I simply admired the kids presence of mind!!! Simply awesome!!! And that too for a kinder garten kid!!!... so next time u get a zero and if anyone mocks at u sayin u ve got a ‘mutta’ tell them itz not a ‘mutta’ but a moon!!!!

This is about me.....

Hi frnds.....hani here!!!Before i start let me tell u that i m no Ms.Shakespear so i m quiet sure that u can find ways to laught at my language.My kind request to u all....plz bear with my grammatical errors and spelling mistakes...i m very bad at it.To tell more about me....right now i m a teenager, i love to read, i love admiring nature, i love chocolates and icecreams, i love so many things......i love the sky...thats ma favourite.Its so cute....especially during the night.Its black as ebony yet bright.....the stars seem to smile at me when ever i look at them, they give me the comforting look.........i dunno wat else to say....find out more abt me by reading ma blogs....see u all.Bye for now.!!!