Sunday, November 06, 2005

Friends and.... Well, Just Friends

Sudha got engaged yesterday… I was excited, but at the same time was depressed. Preetha , one of my very good friends, got married in the month of May, 2005. Amma used to tell me that after marriage, all old relationships, especially friendships (among women to be precise) begin to wither away. But I was so confident that it would not happen so with my friends. I used to brag about how close were my friends….

We are still close (at least I want to believe so…), but I don’t find very comfortable speaking with her. I don’t know what the reason is.. Its just that I feel I have to be careful about what I speak to her. Maybe she would feel offended if I joke about her hubby. Janesh says “What crap??!!” ( His English has improvised for the worse ;) He uses “Shit” and “Crap” in every other sentence he speaks.)

Hmmm… may be its crap after all… Well.. whatever. Its ok… Oh No No!! I’m not consoling myself. There is no element of consolation here. Its just a big long sigh!!!

Shakespear said "All world's a stage and we all are just puppets in the show." For the better or for the worse, "The show must go on... ". I used to counter argue these statements , but now my thoughts are falling in line with them..

People change so much and i'm not an exception. Its just a matter of acceptiong the change. The sooner we do so.. the better....

Monday, October 10, 2005

Black and White????!!!!

This is another poem which i liked a lot..

Dear White fella............ Couple of things you should know.....

When I born, I Black,
When I grow up, I Black,
When I go in Sun, I Black,
When I scared, I Black,
When I sick, I Black,
And when I die, I still black.......

And you White fella,
When you born, you Pink,
When you grow up, you White,
When you go in Sun, you Red,
When you cold, you Blue, When you scared, you Yellow,
When you sick, you Green,
And when you die, you Gray.................

And you calling me Colored ???????????

In the Hastiness of life.... Don’t forget to live.........

I got this poem as a forward and liked it very much........ Reminds me of ME :)(:

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.

And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.

Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim,
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."

But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."

And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

Sunday, October 09, 2005

The Other Side......

I was under the impression that women were emotionally very strong . I still believe it but today i came to know to achieve that level to emotioanl empowerment, the women has to go through a lot of evil and hardships...

Today i went to Anu's (Ahalya's) place. It was her b'day treat (for a change she was giving it beforehand). She is a vibrant writer and she asked me to read this short story which she had recently published on www.desijournal.com. The story was very well written and presented very properly. But I did not like the story. Nothing to to with the story, but well... it kind of shattered my illusions which I had been carrying with me for a long time. I cant explain..... its a kind of mixed feelings. Anu asked me how was the story, I wanted to tell her I did not like it, but I could not say that because the story was extremely well crafted. So i just pointed out the literary specificities in them to her, which I liked. Well I want you to read the story and post your comments.... The link given below....

http://www.desijournal.com/article.asp?articleid=277

Friday, September 02, 2005

Long Time.........

Long time............

Read some other blogs today.............. People are so creative. Sometimes I feel I'm an invalid.I bet this thought has crossed the mind of all the people at least once. Or am i just contemplating??? Well, whatever it is , it has crossed my mind quite a number of times. Some people read my blog and told me why was I putting in all the personal stuff in there. Is it all too personal? Well it does not matter to me. My basic purpose in writing here is not entertaining anyone.

Well... I remember what my mother used to say
" Your value is not determined by what others seek in you but in what you seek in yourself."

I dont know if it is true but it sure does help me when I feel little low. Hmmm..... Speaking of my mother, she is one among those few whom I admire a lot... I bet you wont find many ladies who managed to learn a 2 wheeler (that too without cycle balance) in a matter of 2 months, at the age of 46. Now, she can steer the age old kinetic honda anywhere through the city or village with the ease with which she cooks fish... FISH!!!! Now that gives way for a new topic!!!

Saturday, July 09, 2005

The Matriarch



Ok...... Let me enlighten you on the system followed in Nair families towards Palakkad side. We follow the matriarchate system, where the society looks upon to the lady of the house and not the man. We have our last names coming from our maternal genre and do not carry on our father's name, but rather our mother's family name. It is a society where the birth of a girl child is considered a big boon or else there would be no one to carry forward the family name. The girl is still a part of her mother's house after marriage and does not go to the her husband's home. These traditions have changed a lot because of the metro lives, but whatever; The boy has little rights at his parents house after marriage. The girl still carries the torch of her parents until she passes it on to her daughter!!! Now is this not amazing??? If this system had been followed throughout India then maybe we would have had lesser murders of the female breed.

Let me leave that to you to contemplate upon......

Ok.. Why not have a debate on Matriarchal vs Patriachal society??? :)

GrandaMa


‘Grandmother’ - This word emancipates very affectionate and caring illusions in the morbid minds of people and also with a sweet uniqueness of its own.


I have read a lot in books about very caring and sweet grandmothers who hug and kiss their grandchildren and pamper them to wildest ranges of imagination. But my Grandmother was very different. She was almost 6 feet tall, had a broad body frame, more like a man, wore only white, a typical icon of a widow taking care of both the man’s and lady’s work at home. And… let me tell you, she hated cuddling and pampering children, especially if they were her own grandchildren. You wont believe this if I told you but I was actually scared of my grandmother (maybe at that age) . But now, when I look back at the garlanded photograph of hers in our home, I mull over things and realize that the fear had slowly developed into a grudging respect over the years . Even today, after 12 years past her death, I feel the same respect and idolism when I look upto her framed photograph.

Ah!! Now I remember.. I was having this gut feeling that I was fogetting something. Usually when I speak of my Grandmother, people automaticaly tend make associations with my fathers parents. But it is not so. My Grandmother is my Mother's Mother. I have never stayed even for a single day with my father's mother. Nothing personal, just....... I dont know what to say.


Maybe you may think it to be very foolish.. But I feel she is very close to Mr.God up there. So if I have to get any work done from The Almighty, I use her recommendation. Now is that bad?? I don’t think so. People do the same down here at earth . I’m just doing it at a much more higher standards.


Hmmmm… Sometimes its good to have connections at a High Levels. Big Shot Me eh?? ;)

I, Me, Myself


So where were we? Ah! yes, let me put on a little light how I came into existence into this not so wonderful world and that may also tell you why i chose this name for my blog. So here we go :)

2nd December,1982........

The night was dark and cold. There was a slight drizzle, the ones caused by retreating monsoons. In a small village hospital, a mother and her womb were struggling at the same time (eventually this happens to be my mother). Dr. Vijayan, my uncle was in consultation with the gynecologist and other doctors. This is one thing what I don’t like about doctors. When they form a group, they behave as if they are smartest creatures in the universe and the rest of the world, just dumb bees. And just to prove themselves, they put in a lot of medical jargon into their conversation. I personally feel, they do that just to avoid the outer world from recognizing their blunderous selves.

Anyway, I suppose I’m deviating a lot much. Ok, back now.... :)

After a lot of apprehension and suspense, finally at 2:17 am the first wails of a new born girl child broke the silence of the hospital cells (I call them cells because the hospital rooms are worse and smaller that prison cells). And … well there is a lot of stuff but I don’t want to go into details.


My father was in Delhi when I was born. I was brought home to my grandmother by Amma and Leela Valiyaama.


Let me give you the insight of my birth, as I put it :


“When you come into this world, you cry while the whole world rejoices. Leave the world in such a way that you rejoice and the whole world cries.”

Monday, June 20, 2005

One Year Completed....... (Continued....)

Let us proceed.....
Next day we landed in Chennai, and went straight to Hotel Ramada Raj Park. Chinni Uncle (my father's childhood friend), took us there, as chennai was pretty new to us.
The hotel was good, only the company did not allow my parents to stay with me over there. Well they could, only we had to pay Rs 500/- extra per head. And at that time my parents could not afford that. A lot had gone into my sisters's admissions and other related stuff. My father had got tranferred to Delhi, so he was getting ready for the trip. And expenses at home etc etc etc...

Well whatever, let me tell you one thing, me and my parents were very impressed. Well I dont know if you would understand why we were impressed by a normal 3 star hotel stay and the kind of treatment we were given by the company. Hmmmmm maybe I should tell you a little bit about myself and how I was brought up before we proceed......

One Year Completed..........

Hello Bloggy,

Today is the 20th of June,2005. Let me update you on what was happening this time last year....Or maybe a little further behind....

16 June,2004... Evening 6:30

Me, Amma and Papa were all set.. I was checking and double checking my joining letter, certificates and all other relavant papaers.. Amma was packing the dinner in aluminium foil.. Papa was talking to the Auto Guy and checking up the the train timings.. I was tensed,very tensed.. But guess, did not show it out. Why bother parents unnecessarily, they alraedy have so may things in mind. Papa was concerened about how the job is going to be, how about the food and all. Amma's major concern was my boarding and the safety for girls. And my major botheration was...(well I dont even know if it was botheration or excitement!!!) "Finally I am going to face the real world!!!" The real world, where nobody is going to ask you questions... You earn your own penny, spend it and save it (as you wish :) ) . Cook and eat for yourself and now i could actually get things for my parents and sis out of "My Own Money!!!". Now isn'nt that Wonderful?!. Means.......frankly i did not what I was feeling.....

Saturday, May 14, 2005

The Origin.......


The idea of writing blogs was frightening for me at the very beginning. It was like publishing my personal diary in the public :). But then I started reading the blogs written by some of the people I know and I found it real interesting. I did not have to disclose my personal life in these blogs. It was just a way of pouring out your thoughts, some which you wanted the rest of the world to know, some things which you could not speak or if you spoke it would be very comfortable or convenient.

So I thought, why not… Let me give it a shot. Don’t know how long this craze would last but lets see.

The first and foremost task was to find a suitable name for my blog site. I started with “Astitva” and found it quite promising. But was stuck up with the tag line. Finally, when my sister came up with one, we found to our dismay that the name was not available by the blogger.com site.

So there began our quest for yet another nomenclature procedure, this time pausing at “Tatva”. Hmmmm…. Not bad……..But lo and behold… Sorry Not Available.

Ok lets settle down for something very normal and common. Hmmm … How about
"Nirvana” ?? Too hi-fi eh??

We were just browsing and I was drawn towards the name “Karma”. More than the name, I was drawn towards the meaning of the name . If you are still not bored, you can carry on or you can stop here without losing the essence of the rest of the contents…….

Google search revealed the following definitions for Karma :

Cause and Effect. From an absolute standpoint, karma is the circumstance of the moment. Relatively, it is the endless chain of cause and effect that defines the future events of an individual’s life.

Karma or Kamma (Pali) 'action, effect, fate'. It is the sum of a person's actions, regarded as determining that person's future states of existence. The law of Karma originated in the Vedic system of religion, otherwise known as Hinduism or Sanatan Dharma (perennial faith). As a term, it can at the latest be traced back to the early Upanishads, around 1500 BC.

These held good but the finality in choosing the name “Karma” for my blog site was this:

Karma is a programmers toolkit for scientific computing with communications support, event management, data structure manipulation, graphics display and user interface support. Karma was developed by R. Gooch. AIPS++ is using Karma for a StorageManager and for graphics. Information on Karma may be found at http://www.atnf.csiro.au/karma.

Now Howzzzat??