SWEET HOME

Any one can build a house of his own if he can afford the construction charges. He can build the house in his own taste and interest. He can decide the size of his living room, He can decide the colours of floor tiles and walls, He can decide the interior decorations to make the house beautiful. All these things are physical. Anybody can do it easily if he has some taste and patience in selections. So we can say that setting a house is easy. What about setting a home? I don't think that it is an easy task. Houses can be varied from traditional houses thatched with palm leaves and tiles to modern terraced houses.  They differ each other in the method of construction and facilities they offer. Whatever it may be, one thing is very important here, to make them a sweet home one should add certain ingredients that make it a nice home. As you know, the first thing is the bond of love. A strong bond of love must be there among the family members. The younger members should have a mind to respect and obey the elder ones. Every one should understand the value of patience, have the mind to follow good morals which leads to a disciplined life. Never hide anything from the family, find a time to disclose our experiences, share our thoughts with the family members. The bred winner of the family should call a family meeting whenever possible and to share how is managing the family. If he is in abroad or out of station, he should communicate with the family members, let them know about how he is working for his family. There must be a very strong communication link among the family members. Always try to live within the income and be satisfied with what one should have. Never compare our  family with others, be positive and think that we are always doing our best. 

BEYOND THE SCENE

The time was 10.30 pm. The street and the square was fully decorated with colour bulbs and all types of decorations. On the open stage of the square a musical band was performing their best. The world was going to celebrate New Year. I and Risha were standing near the eastern corner of the square from where we could get a clear panorama of the square and street. We were waiting our friend Neeraj who offered us a pass for attending the annual day celebrations of a famous club of the city. The highlight of the program was an orchestra based on old hindi film songs which took my interest to accept the pass.

People came in groups singing, dancing and shouting. Many of them were in intoxicating moods for welcoming the New Year. Then Risha diverted my attention to a special sight. An elderly woman was coming through the pavement using her walking stick. She seemed to be a beggar had a small bag on her left shoulder. She seemed to be very old and was shivering while walking. When she reached near the may flower which was standing near the square from where the street begins, She put her bag on the floor and sat under the tree and opened her bag. She took a small Tiffin box from it and placed in front of her. She was going to have her supper without bothering the crowd. At the same time a group of boys some what twenty- twenty one years old- were also coming through the same side. Among them one boy was making a mineral water bottle as a foot ball and was playing it with. He was kicking it here and there. While playing with the plastic bottle he was also zipping beer. When he saw the old woman, he shouted her to go away from there. His gang also joined with him. When she disobeyed, the boy kicked the bottle towards her. The bottle clearly hit on her Tiffin box and it fell down and the rice porridge splashed every where, Then she stood up, wiped her eyes and went away from there. It was a painful sight for us. We wanted to help the lady. But the group was like a violent mob. We went to the cafeteria near the Bus stand and bought some food for the lady and waited for her. We saw her coming towards the bus stand. We gave the packet to her. She smiled to us and said “may god bless u”.  Even though we missed the orchestra, her smile and blessing was a special New Year gift for us. God can come in different forms, am I right?  It is our duty to help others. Everyone is one and the same in front of the God. Now we have everything, but tomorrow, we don’t know, what we may? So we should be kind and polite to others, lovable and affectionate, should have a mind to respect and help others. What would u say.

GOLDEN CARPET

I need some special colours

those having the life of a new spring,

mixed with love and affection,

carrying freshness of a good morning

to paint a carpet for the people,

The miserable to lie down,

To free of  their  pains and sorrows

 which were presented by this world

in the form of wars, terrorism……..

This world always makes platforms

for everlasting disputes to continue,

communal ism, rationalism like that

epidemics destroying the mankind.

people metamorphoses in their circles,

becomes helpless just continue weeping.

Bright red splashes in the streets,

closing the door for the white pigeons,

not bothering of age groups stamps

the innocent hearts with bullets

And laughing in their victory then

there the time becomes a scarecrow

come on wake up, carry new brushes,

help me in painting by giving nice touches

on this carpet with new colors you mixed

in the bottom of your heart with love

by giving the new foundation of

Unity in diversity pervading sweetness of

Equality without barriers and walls.

We are brothers and sisters in between

the vast blue sky and mother earth,

so let us start to paint from our hearts

to wipe out their tears using endless love.

REACTIONS FOR THE BEST

Dear Friends,

I like the basic principle of co-operation “each for all and all for each”. It clearly reveals how to help others and being helped by others. By following this principle we can have good changes to ourselves and also in the society. Here is a question. Are we so sincere with our helping mentality? It was during an evening walk, Risha asked me this question. His temptation for this question was a recently published article from a leading daily about an accident from Kerala.  A pedestrian was being hit by a vehicle. Without having a look the vehicle went off. Seriously injured the man lay down the road bleeding heavily. People gathered at the spot and none was ready to take him to the hospital. But they did one thing. They put blocks of grass near the man’s body as like giving signal to the other vehicles passing by. Later the man’s relatives came and took him to the hospital, but he was died on the way due to bleeding
           In the same way when I was in Mumbai on a vacation I witnessed a road accident there. The wounded man lay down the road, bleeding heavily. People from different sides came, have a look and went away. Nobody came forward with a helping hand. I was in my teens then, and was helpless. What a boy should do in such a situation. I am telling u all these only for u to convey a message. If it has happened to our owns our reaction will be like this. We should treat everyone as our brothers and sisters. We can’t predict anything on our life. Anything may happen to anybody here. So at least we should have a helping mentality towards others. We should help others in their difficulties. Like little drops of water makes the mighty ocean, our little deeds of kindness may lead to very good changes to the society we are live in.
What do u feel about this?????????

With love and regards

Sivadas.

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TRUE LOVE

What is love? What is a relationship? We can not answer these questions in one word. I think the love is a legend. So the relationship also. The first lessons of love we get from our parents at the very beginning of our life. We feel the real warmth of love through affection. During the different stages of our growth, we feel again love in different forms. Later we also try to cook something using love as an ingredient and try to give it to someone special. It can be anyone? Here is the important thing is, we are seeing someone as special, in return they, that we don’t know? We can love anyone? Do they love us? We don’t know? Even then we love? Thinking about others as our own. Love with expectation always hurts.Love without expectations always wins. A person may have a lot of friends. But the number of best friends. Sometimes a few. According to me a person is blessed when he has real friends.  I am saying all these things by thinking about a person who came from a station to my life’s train journey. He was with me for a long time and filled my heart with a traveller’s wits and joy.  Was he a best friend of me? I can not say yes. For a certain period he needed a shelter,a support. There I helped him. But from a station, he got down, and vanished into this busy world. Then for a single moment I expected he would have thanked me. It was my foolish mind made me so. But he went away.  Life is like that. The life has become more mechanical now. Anyway a question is arising in my mind.Is it a mistake to express our thanks  when we were  favoured by someone by a special deed. To say thank you, to say good bye…………What is your opinion about this.      Have a nice day my friends, wish you all the best.

TWINKLE TWINKLE LITTLE STARS..........................

 While I was preparing for a project, I and my friend Risha used to visit a library near to the park of my city. A small tea shop was there near the park. I used to have tea from there while returning from the library. A young boy of age eleven or twelve had been working there. On a rainy day while serving tea to a customer, the glass slipped from his hand directly to the paints of that person. That man slapped him on his face. Seeing this tea shop owner came and supported that man by giving more slaps to the boy and pushed him out to the heavy rain. Nobody said anything. But when Risha reacted about it, there were supporters for him. He asked that man “if he is your own son, will you do like this, u could have been forgiven his mistake”.

Two days later again we saw that boy in front of a hardware shop where he had been sorting some hardware items from a big carton. When he saw us he smiled. “How does u feel here?” I asked him. He didn’t answer me, just looked towards the passerby.

Years passed and I saw that boy again pulling a trolley in which stack of sugar cane was loaded. He has grown up; the adolescence had given him a new physique. When he saw me he soon recognized me that was I couldn’t.  He stopped the trolley and came towards me. He introduced himself to me.” How are you?”, I asked him. With a painful tone he replied,” What can I say brother, try to lift the burden of life, if I had any supporters in those days I wouldn’t have been like this.” He went away. I stood there keeping utter silence. By seeing my silence Risha then asked to me. “Whom do you blame for this?,

I was searching for an answer. The boyhood days are actually the mould for a person to make him his future. It is a period for studying, playing, dreaming, to make out ones talents. Unfortunately many children of this world don’t get an opportunity to make their dreams fulfilled. Due to several reasons the children are being forced to go for work. Poverty is a major cause of this. These children have to face mental and physical torturing in their young age this sometimes adversely affect their character.

So shall we blame fate for this? The children are our beloved. Since we are their guardian angel, it is our duty to give them a helping hand. They are the stars of tomorrow. Otherwise they blame us.