A vision....

What is a sparrow?this was a question i asked my father a year or two ago.Its not just this tiny yet lovable species that have disappeared from our perception of a modern world.They along with many more small breeds have vanished or are almost close to extinction to satisfy our craving for space.

Thinking about the future generation,I feel that the vibrant and colourful pictures in "Jungle Book"will turn out to be just fiction.Not only that any family album with sceneries in the background would be called a hoax.Already living in an almost claustrophobic concrete jungle,I feel like a firefly confined in a glass jar.In their persuit for finding more place for themselves our selfish fellow beings have dispelled my little friends by cutting down age old trees and have constructed this polluted cocoon we live in.Though I try to move away my heart flutters like the wings of a firefly and exhausts itself in the same spot because of bonds that keep me in this cocoon.It might seem an amusing play to an ignorant onlooker but only one who can empathise with this problem would choke.

As I see high authorities trying to contemplate over this issue of saving our surroundings I offer a silent prayer of thanks because if nothing is done to protect our ambience, pollution will drive us to death as we have driven those sparrows to extinction and pave way to an unimaginable future.Nevertheless while I see some serious ground work being done for awareness of these problems I dare to dream to have fresh breeze every morning,dare to think of walking barefoot on green grass,hope to look up to see dense trees swaying in merriment to find a ray of sunshine through them,imagine birds with their little one's and fancy seeing little kids being their innocent selves(a lost treasure)running around in anticipation to see "moglie".......

have a green week ahead

take care..

true monster..

Have people ever seen a spider on its web?Spider!the name itself contributes wierd sounds and expressions from many.Its given a common name "monster" or anything on the same lines...i sympathise with my little friend and wonder why have they tagged it with such an unfair name when there are brutes around us who are true monsters(in the literal sense).if you are still puzzled over what i have said,take a good look around.

One of them is sure to resemble this new"lover".I had always questioned why were the terms love and sacrifice associated with each other?but in this new era of obsession driven monsters,i get to see the gory picture every other week.well, if all the other such"love sick"rotten romeos are around thinking or rather mistaking obsession for love,i wish you a rude awakening.Wake up!!its ironical to see this roots digging into cinemas.Remember all those villans who potray a man with a mean streak who always bothers the heroine?and the hero rescuing her quickly followed by the ever late police??am sure everyone can associate with this(what with it happening in every other movie).looks like our romeos(read hooligans)cannot understand the difference between reel and real life.follow the trail in real life.a guy confesses his love(read warning of obsession),the girl refuses(its her life!she has a right to say no),the absent hero replaced by worried and rather unsuccessful parents(to protect her),the lover turned stalker hunts the girl(his so called love)after an impulsive or delibrate act to hurt her walk off almost free and even after the girl(s) sustaining serious injuries the police is still stingy with their punishments.though such comparision is unfair to my friend,the spider,our real monsters are lurking in our own surroundings.
such incidents leave a gory impression in the minds of people and reduce their trust and respect on their police force.even though this might seem lilliputian when compared to world peace disorders,they still need serious and effective measures from the government of our country.atleast after so many incidents I hope there is hope for security in future for which the police along with the law and order in our country need to take long strides.dont you think so?I look over my shoulder once in a while to ensure my safety,hope you are doing so too......

signing off for now

take care

images and their impacts

hi there,

after pondering over the question of what to write in this blog for a long while,i have decided to write about all those things which left or still leave an impact on me...the excitement for buying all things necessary for a new school year,for a birthday,a new hope with every sunrise,happiness for getting a dog,thrill of the first bicycle ride,for getting a new pair of shoes,the magic of the first rain every year,the aroma of coffee,a vision for the holidays ahead on the last exam(during the exam),blossoming of flowers every evening(jasmine),the joy and envy of watching a plant growing taller than me,an occasional fight(and patch up)with a friend,getting the march past right at the nick of the moment,the sound of dosa batter on a hot pan(well its special to me)all small pleasures and treasures in life along with some funny memories of getting my first heels to look taller,a grudge against a tailor who spoilt a dress,trying to smuggle in many strays....it just goes on.......and on and onnnnnnnnn........as i move on with life each day gives me something new to remember.for 2day its my first post!!a memory to treasure.hope its the same for you too...n you remembered a few things of your own past..
take care