Tuesday, March 23, 2010

We met to get seperated and are seperating to meet again.....,

Hardly 60 days remaining @ RIT. One may wonder how fast days are disappearing. I cant believe that my age @ RIT touched 4. 

 Feelings.., isn't it what we call when the time of seperation starts knocking us ? Many of my friends have already started showing symptoms of "it". I dont know why am i not that worried like them? Is it 'coz of the lack of a lover @ ma college? Or am i missing true friendship @ RIT? I thought about it for a while..., 
Later, i realised that nothing of the above was my problem. 

The reason of not arousing the feelings in me was my

"Back papers".., I cant fix to my mind that am leaving RIT within 2 months. An echo seems sounding at my ears that i would have to take trips to RIT for atleast a couple of times more after my regular exams. Gut feelings.......,


Legends say w/o BP (back papers) you can never be called as an engineer. Only through supplies.., one learns how to tackle such situations in life. So, never feel shy when one asks you about supplementary status..,

I hope my little words helped atleast some of my friends who too enjoy the so called "BP degree"..,

The below lines are permitted only to "BP" graduates

Let's show the world what we can.., 
Read the proverb "Unity is Strength" and realise its value..,
Let's unite and say


"dhaivamae ithavana enkilum ellam rakshapeduthi tharanae..,"


This is how the devotion enhancement happens......,

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Woe of a blogger


It often happens., when you sit down to make an article the mind goes out of station. How can you describe this situation? I don't know.

The situations of confusion and emptiness usually creates the same result. There has been occassions when i was devoid of topics and got stuck.

Today, multi topics are creating the chaos to me. I can hardly concentrate on a single subject. poem or fiction? twas my first confusion. 

However, i managed to get away from it so quickly as i figured out that none were my areas. Next confusion was if to write in English or Malayalam.

For the past 6 or 7 years,i never attempted an article on Malayalam. So, i decided against as i was not interested to make another bedlam.

Politics or Terrorism? Health or Accidents? Shopping or Motoring? Cricket or Football? Cinema or Current affairs?....... it seemed the pendulum was not going to stop.

I have heard from many that "Pandemonium can easily make one mad". I realized that am already having more than enough. 

So, i never wanted to take a chance and shut my pretending blogger for the time being.

Sachin Tendulkar


You may fail if you try to exaggerate the little master, because tomorrow he will prove that he is beyond your exaggeration.

10 days after the valentine's day 2010, the most precious gift was presented to the world of cricket by the God of cricket.

He never moved his lips, still delivered the sweetest song in the world.
His composition @ Gwalior simply outsmarted Rahman
He never had a brush to paint the world's most beautiful picture.
He was on his foot, but was still faster than Barbaus TKR       

                                                              
The only thing he had was a 3 feet long stick and it presented with it, what the world's best magician failed to.
24th Feb'10 @ 1 pm GMT., 5' 5" tall cricket God, Sachin Tendulkar moulded up the best flower in ODI history @ Gwalior.
Newer n newer ragas were composed at every strokes and the whole world had an ear to the ground and enjoyed the lullaby of Tendulkar's bat.
Yes, The "Adidas" willow penned the most beautiful poem ever and his hobby of creating the history continued.,

        Medias struggled to describe the shots he played.The beauty of his game was simply inexplicable and defeated Brazzein in taste.
It had with it all the answers which the cricket world has been searching over the years and he showed the world why he is considered as the best batsman ever lived.
"Don't bowl him bad balls, he hits the good ones for fours", Sachin proved Kasprowicz was right.
One can't blame Naseer Hussain for his words "Tendulkar is greater than Bradman", such is the impact he made on the field over the years

Beneath the helmet, under that unruly curly hair, inside the cranium, there is something we don't know, something beyond scientific measure. Something that allows him to soar, to roam a territory of sport that, forget us, even those who are gifted enough to play alongside him cannot even fathom. When he goes out to bat, people switch on their television sets and switch off their lives.

God wanted to enjoy Cricket, that's why HE sent Tendulkar to earth