Yes’s and no’s

A few things which I like are

Potato chips

Banana chips

Cauli flower

Spending time with Ammi especially head on her lap

Washing clothes

Thinking

I love music, Show me the meaning of being lonely

A softdrink in a tin.

And riding with my baba.

Playing with my nephew.

 

 And the ones which I really dislike are

Time when people are not ready to accept the situation,

I am trying to improve myself actually..;)

 

 

I love her so much.

 It was a Thursday evening, a tiring and 2000 hrs back home day.

As I made a usual call to my home, I wasn’t responded as sometimes happened during heavy rains in the town, so I called to my father’s mobile phone. As usual I wanted to speak to my mother. I was said that she was with the doctor for a blood pressure checkup. I hung up saying I’d call back later to speak to her. 

An hour later I called back as said. Only then I was told that she was hospitalized and was not allowed to speak for the next few days, the reason, she was having a really high blood pressure. 

Worried and already out of time to catch the train, I could do nothing but sit and pray that she gets well soon. How can I forget the way she took care of me when I was hospitalized because of a very bad food poisoning. I still remember I went so weak, almost dying, and not even able to raise my hand to fold up the sleeve. I saw death I can say, eight grueling days under hospitalization. She held my hand and took me the bath room and waited till I came out to take me back to my bed. Even removed the saline and put it back, sat by the bed all night for all those days. And my father was patient enough to take care of the house, his eldest daughter just a month away from her motherhood and my out of the mind words. 

That same night she was shifted to the ICU, and I and the rest of the family (my two sisters) was unaware of it. I was about to leave and father said, everything is fine now and I need not be there. 

I wonder how my father alone managed his office, his sick wife and preparations for his daughter’s marriage. And my mother should have really been brave to come out of it. And still get back to job after a day at home after she was said to go back to home and rest.

She says she is fine now and my father too. 

But me, both my elder sisters who treated her to be a good person to share the unspoken heart with, are now afraid that she would not probably be able to take it, for now even she had gone weak at her heart. 

It feels so bad to see a loving lady like her like that, but the Almighty is great enough that she is fine and both my mother and my father could manage things without much difficulty. 

I miss her badly. And I can’t imagine without both of them. 

Thanks to Him.

What else could I do?

Last week, if my memory doesn’t fail me. It was the first hour of the office; he usually makes calls at this time to his circle of friends and fraternity. The reason being a large section of the office will be on their way. 

I found him so mean, the way he spoke to his parents on phone.He was so rude, he spoke in a really rash and angry tone, scolding his parents.  

As I understood the scene he was supposed to give a call to his parents which he did, and as he was on phone I couldn’t get the matter on the other side. He spoke in such an insulting manner to his father. I just could not hold it any longer, all that I could do was leave my workstation in desperation for that person. 

He is an employee on the neighboring development center of mine we only have a glass partition in between our development centers with around a foot of space left. So we a kind of get the conversation on the other side, if the speaker is a bit loud, which is very often not so pleasant and work friendly. 

He looks a gentleman at the first look, it was only today that I saw him, doing almost the same thing, but only with the absence of his parents. He was throwing a party, for a surprise increase in his pay. 

I just couldn’t do anything else but……….

And just wonder why at all we(many of us) forget to give a single thought.  

Was I wrong????

I am in an IT industry, just out of training on web programming, where in we had to study all by ourselves, an interesting and probably one of the best ways to study. Every concept that we covered, we were tested on that, surprisingly all of us would give our best shot to it, but none could make it to their own satisfaction.

The problem was not understood to be where, we were all working hard enough, but still some of us managed to give a consistent performance.

As and when we thought about this only once question arises in all of our brains, where’s the mistake going on. As it struck to all, we(most of us) were lagging behind in the way we took the topic, we probably never went to the heart of it. We never went to the why’s and when’s of the matter.

We always determined to give our best shot and it is not that we did not, we did give more than we could, we even started to feel that we over did the job and hence nothing lasted in our brains. “We have all that is needed to excel”  was our thought and so is still.

All that we lacked was a broader perspective and a wider angle of thought, to call it “the out of the box thought”. Inspiring ourselves with many and many examples we tried to pull ourselves out. But everytime we gave a test and came out the same expression of dissatisfaction and dishonor pulled us back.

In romance..

Along with the moon light

In a just cold breezy evening

Under the canopy of the clouded skies,

Starred here and there,

A place near the river it would be, flowing with silence.

A damp wood to sit on.

My arm stretched, for a girl’s shoulder.

May be,  my love or may be my friend.

On that romantic night,

With her I shall sit.

By my side, hand across her shoulder.

Her head you probably rest on my mine.

Or shall I say an incomplete hug.

To each other we shall talk, and with the winds passing by.

Or may even be our conversations,

With selves.

Or even we, in conversation with the silences.

The silences of love for one another.….