*I* deas

Life takes you through strange passes. There are these quiet moments where things just flow on with you being a mere unattached spectator in your own . And then there comes these rapids… They dreag you in to them , toss you up and turn you down in a whirlpool of all the emotions you have ever heard of … love, laughter, tears and anxiety. You struggle to come back to your original self .. All that you pray to god is “To emerge alive ,stronger and kicking just one more time with your dreams intact and your loved ones unhurt and unchanged …” You hold on to every morsel of hope to keep yourself on top of the waters .. and you shudder to think of losses… Tough times come and in such swirl of the rivery life , you look out for hope, purpose… and love! and you always find them . A reason to fight a reason to live a reason to fall in love again !

The past few days, as I traversed variegated terrain and the rain battered towns – the never-ending rice-fields of Trichy , the low-lying tea-gardens near silluri , Big trees lining sheer drops to the mighty and fearful Cauvery river, pristine Green painting everything in sight green, the mighty southern mountains distant , magnificent and awe insiring with those huge clouds hanging around them – I also took a wild ride through equally varied emotions. And though it seemed an impossibilty all the time through the journey its a fact , I emerged happier and more complete.

Eeryday i get up and i know there are more battles to be fought now. More wild white waters to be navigated. But as I stare out into the winter morning sun from my broken window pane , the future extends out in a shimmering stretch of wonderful possibilities… And I know I’ll persevere through the struggles that await me…and i know that the fact i have lived for so long means iam gonna fight the coming storms and move for existence !

I remember seeing this movie Madhavan Starrer he was a writer in that movie.
he says “The greates crime is to make a writer speak“.Today when kithu came up and said she is writing a blog.This was the first thing that stuck me . She is a wonderful singer and now when she takes fdown to writing .Iam even more interested coz writing appeals more to me . I dont understand much of music .
What to expect from her ? well i dunno .She can be rawly frank at times :P and yeah most times unlike here iam sure u can find some sensible stuff there :)
CHeck out her site here …

“The last thing you want to do for a shared use computer is have it be something without a disk … and with a tiny little screen,”Click to read more….

A couple had two little boys, ages 8 and 10, who were excessively mischievous. The two boys were always getting into trouble and their parents could be assured that if any mischief occurred in their town, their two sons were in some way involved. The parents were at their wits end as to what to do about their sons’ behavior. The mother had heard that a clergyman in town had been successful in disciplining children in the past, so she asked her husband if he thought that they should send the boys to speak to the clergyman. The husband said, “We might as well. We need to do something before something really bad happens.”

The clergyman agreed to speak with the boys, but asked to see them individually. The 8 year old went to meet with him first. The clergyman sat the boy down and asked him, “Where is God?” The boy made no response, so the clergyman repeated the question in a stern tone, “Where is God?”

Again the boy made no attempt to answer, so the clergyman raised his voice even more and shook his finger in the boys face, “Where is God?”

At that the boy bolted from the room and ran directly home slamming himself in his closet. His older brother followed him into the closet and said, “What happened?’ The younger brother replied, “Oh darn, We are in BIG trouble this time! God is missing and they think we did it!”

Well i only hope it brought a smile on :)

Guess who is this girl..