Immediately I turned the volume high on my mp3 player, but still the snore was able to murder every song that played on. I wondered whether I was sleeping inside a lion's den with the lion roaring straight into my ears.
And another surprising thing was, the way others were able to sleep with such loud sound in the air, so loud that it could tear apart every ear drum that it kisses. May be God was kind to them, blessing them to turn deaf for this one night? Or maybe everyone is afraid of disturbing the extra tall, hefty gentleman.
In the middle of the night, I somehow got the idea to wake him up and request him to sign a deal - you sleep for a few hours then give us a chance - wake up, stay awake, allow us to sleep for the same time.
But I was so doubtful whether I could convince him or not? And as I continued to ponder, the train reached its destination. I realized then that I was awake almost the whole night, unable to sleep, not even for a few proper minutes.
How often do you change the template of your blog? There are many sites which offer new designs, are you interested to Spruce Up Your Blog ? I told him, “But variety is the spice of life, we always look for a change - we don’t eat the same food daily, we don’t wear the same clothes every day, we look for something different”.
I responded, “It is better to hit our head to a nearby wall instead of listening to such boring lecture. We should have sat in the back rows buddy, look the back seats are already empty, people ran for their lives”.
Finally, the seminar came to an end after three hours forty minutes. People looked so very dull and sad that the atmosphere resembled a condolence meet after a funeral.
The audience clapped their hands continuously till the professor got off the stage…
Father’s day celebrations include - surprising gifts, greeting cards, bouquets, cakes, playing games, singing, dancing, throwing a big party tonight, etc – yes, they are all part and parcel of this special occasion.
After a short while, the old man finished crying, he spoke out, “I lived a life full of happiness, I had a beautiful and a very understanding wife and we were blessed with three sons and two daughters”.
“I was a cheerful but disciplined man, a government employee. I gave my children good education and the best comforts of life. I was very proud the day they got into dignified jobs, married and settled happily.”
“In those days, people around us who watched me and my wife play with our cute little grandchildren used to envy our happiness. Many of our relatives, friends and colleagues used to say that I have all the joy in this world and they wished to have lived a life similar to mine.”
Now he looked into my eyes and said, “Boy, all my life was heaven, I never knew then that there is hell waiting for me in my old age, I should have planned my life in a better way”. The old man gave a pause, so I spoke now, “But grandpa, you can still live a life of joy, yes I mean, continue living in the heaven”.
He instantly rejected my idea, “It’s all over son, people see me differently now, I’m just an old piece of scrap, they are eagerly waiting for my death so that they can relieve themselves from the responsibility of feeding and taking care of me. When I was young, I never treated my father or grandfather in this way, I always respected and loved them, I taught my children the same but they never learnt it".
“When my own children become old and face the darkness of four-walled closed rooms with painful health problems and loneliness, that day they will understand what their father went through and how much pain he felt when he was neglected”.
“Six months I live here, yes your friend’s father is my eldest son and six months I live with my middle son whose house is in the outskirts of this same city. My youngest son lives far away in Delhi but I’m too weak now for my age to travel long distances and adjust to live in a new place.”
“My two elder sons feel their aged father as a huge burden for them and they are angry on their youngest brother for living far away, safe and sound without sharing any responsibilities. And my two son-in-laws are worthless, they never respect me and they never allow my daughters or their children to visit me”.
The old man continued, “After my wife died four years ago, I had lost all the hope of my life, she was everything to me and when she was around, all my children gave both of us a lot of respect, but since her death, my sons started quarrelling over my property.”
“Unable to bear the quarrel, I legally distributed all my possessions to my sons. They acted so loving and affectionately in those days that I didn't put aside even a single penny for myself and signed off everything on their names."
"But little did I realize then, that I was doing the biggest mistake of my life”.
“That one big mistake of mine is killing me every day. I repent every minute, every second for giving everything away. Those were all my hard earned assets which I earned in a fair way spending every drop of my sweat wisely."
He concluded the conversation, "After willingly giving away such valuable treasure, even those street dogs would have been more loyal to me than these sons of mine, who carry my blood”.
Would street dogs be more loyal than his own children ?
It is a sign of - a completely broken heart…
The road resembled a boxing ring with two finalists in their last round for the world championship title. The constable was the referee and the people caught in traffic jam were silent spectators with eagerness in their expressions to see who is going to win the title.
The spongy white rabbit is eagerly waiting for the first drop of rain from the sky…
Where are the rains... Where are the cool rains...
The new born puppy asked his mother, “How does rain look like Mama?”
His mother replies, “My dear puppy, this is going to be your first rainy season, you know the rain drops look like pearls, have little patience, the cool rains are almost here”.
The cool rains are already on their way so the celebrations began…
The frogs are bursting with joy as they watch the peacocks dance to the tunes of parrots and pigeons…
The sparrow's family visited the dove’s nest this evening and they just began singing in chorus and announcing in loud jubilant voices the arrival of rainy season...
A herd of deer is playing a game of hide and seek as the eagle gives effortless smiles watching them from high above…
Come cool rains, come and wet the parched lands which were burned down by the scorching summer heat and touch the hearts of people…
Are you ready to taste the fresh sweet drops of the first rain?
One butterfly looks into my eyes and listens :
The thorn of loneliness…
In joy I laugh, in pain I cry
Among crowd and at party
I walk, I talk, I sit and I move
With my family, with friends
But always feel I’m alone…
Tears, wrung from my heart
Soak through my soul which
Got devoured by loneliness
The day I die, will I have to
Carry my own corpse, alone?
I simply ignored the board “Beware of Dog” hung outside as I swiftly opened the gate and stepped in. When I turned back to close the gate, there was a bark, a fierce bark, loud enough to bring a chill down my spine and frightening enough to triple my heart beat.
His eyes resembled those of an angry wolf, his teeth were sharp, eager to dig into my flesh and his huge tongue was as red as a tiger’s tongue with taste buds waiting to taste my blood.
The barking sound became even louder but I resembled a rock, stayed calm and composed. Here I compliment myself for not raising a panic as I was aware that animals, especially dogs go crazy if they spot nervousness in a stranger.
It was a German shepherd (also called as Alsatian), a member of the breed which has great reputation for aggression. This breed of highly active dogs is responsible for more random bites than any other breed.
So, what was the end result for all the pains I took to stand still; within a few seconds he stopped barking, licked both my feet and just stepped aside giving me way to go inside the house.
Well buddy, when was the last time you met an unchained dog and how did you manage to win the situation?
Mother, my Mother…
When I was a wandering soul, dear mother,
You offered me the holy gift of birth on this Earth
Those months when I lived in you, dear mother,
You generously shared me your breath and blood.
The day I got introduced to this World, dear mother,
You took me in arms and put me close to your heart
With your first kiss on my tiny forehead, dear mother,
You turned all those curvy fate lines I had into smooth ones
In the garden we sat during the spring season, dear mother,
You showed me how the flower proposes marriage to the butterfly
When the domestic chores demanded your attention, dear mother,
You spent the whole day caring, tickling, laughing and playing with me
While I learnt my first multiplication table at school, dear mother,
You forgot to even comb your hair and pondered about my life, my future
When I lied motionless on the bed with high fever, dear mother,
You skipped your meals and sleep to serve me all along the day and night
Unlike other woman of your age who desire for riches, dear mother,
You always kept your life simple, serene, self-effacing and sacrificing for me
As a stream of blood oozed incessantly out of my first wound, dear mother,
You shed tears ceaselessly while tying the bandage and felt my pain as yours
Now, bless me with the opportunity to worship you, my dear own mother,
I shall collect the purest drops of the morning dew to wash your ever kind feet
As every cell in my body offers prayers and salutations to you, dear mother,
I shall pluck the first bloomed flower of the spring and decorate your holy feet
And finally, If God grants me the biggest wish of my lifetime, dear mother,
I pray that for every birth on this Earth, you are the mother and I am your child
“No, it’s not the refreshments you gave which worked for me but those few kind words you spoke yes they healed my tired heart, they poured into me a new lease of life, I’ll not go home just yet, I will try my luck a few more hours, I feel confident now. Today I'm with company "X" and tomorrow I may be with company "Y" but I will not forget you, I’ll visit you every time I pass through this place, not to tell you about a product but to see your smile and say a “Hi” to you. Saying so, he walked away waving his hand to me.
Really, a few good and kind words can heal a tired heart… leaving a big bundle of joy to cherish for rest of the day…
Once when we were in sixth standard, during a mathematics class, when the teacher was busy solving a problem on the black board, there was a tiny joke cracked in the back benches. The joke soon spread to the whole class. This friend of mine, who was sitting beside me, started laughing loudly, uncontrollably and in full volume of his throat.
Just then, I heard loud laughing, so loud that the person who was laughing might have definitely heard the best joke of this millennium or the joke of a lifetime. I turned round the corridor and found a group of students. Among them, I spotted this same old friend of mine, who was again into loud uncontrollable laughing. It was a nice move that he managed to not only forget the pain of the slap but he got himself into happy mood again.
Laughing is considered to be the best exercise for both the heart and the brain. Once you start to smile and laugh, there is joy coming from your heart, which is the most effective way to supply oxygen to the brain.
Laughter, along with a healthy sense of humor is good for our heart. Yes, it is definitely the best medicine to our body and a regular, hearty laughter should be added to the list of our daily activities.
So friends, the next time you hear a funny joke, just go ahead to fully flex your facial muscles by laughing out loud uncontrollably...
This view from the dolphin's nose peak provides an excellent picture of the Catherine falls and a vast expanse of verdant plains. These cool and cascading waterfalls fill our hearts with a gamut of positive emotions.
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As luscious flowers bloom, they fill the air with fresh fragrance so that the birds, along with the bees and colourful butterflies, sing the song of nature's freedom and joy. This view shows us how the leaves are secretly whispering "you look amazing today" into the tender ears of the flowers..jpg)
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The Rose Park in Ooty has many exotic varieties of roses. This view of the rose garden, with thousands of multi-coloured roses, is simply mesmerizing..jpg)
The Nilgiris, called the 'Queen of Hill Stations', is a true symbol of beauty and a traveler's destination of freedom, happiness and inspiration.
When enquired, he started explaining, “As I walked into the balcony last evening, I heard a buzzing sound. I looked around and found a honey bee flying vigorously and circling me. I immediately ran into the living room and the bee followed me. Within seconds the bee stung me and vanished. I didn’t even try to shoo it away but while I was running for safety, it targeted my arm”.
He then cautioned me, “The next time you come across a bee, better be careful man, it might be an angry one”. I asked, “What exactly should we do to be safe from an attacking bee”. He pointed his finger to the bandage and shrugged, “I don’t know”.
I agree that bees are very important for pollination and ecology, but human safety is also important right? So, how can we find a balanced way?
Well, if an angry bee is ready to attack you, what would be your defensive reaction?
