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Few words I love most

When I was quite small, at least 17 years ago, I had a diary in which I used to collect all those that interested me. Today, when I was rearranging my goodies, I had my hand on it. First flip led me to this page. I don’t remember how many times  I have read through these words. I always to read this to pull together the broken hope sand courage in me in those small days of failure.

A weed is just a plant whose virtues have not yet been discovered.

paraphrased from Ralph Walsh Emerson

You have to work to earn enough money so that you won’t have to work.

Ogden Nash

Whoever said, It’s not whether you win or lose that counts, probably lost!

Martina Navratilova

People are far more interesting and successful when they are less concerned about been normal, and more concerned on being natural.

Michael Nolan

A man who works with his hands is a laborer;

a man who works with his hands and brains is a craftsman;

but a man who works with his hands and his brains and his heart is an artist.

Louis Nizer

Shoot for the moon. Even if you lose you will land among the stars.

Les Brown

The ability to think straight, some knowledge of the past, some vision of the future, some skill to do useful service, some urge to fit that service into the well being of the community – these are the most vital things education must try to produce.

Virginia Gilder sleeve.


Music brings back the memories

Music has a charm. It could make you dream, remember and fantasise. This is the main reason, that for every celebrations,entertainments and amusements, we have the back ground score ticking, The essence of music fills the gap produced by the silence. And the melody that fills the air, just takes us through to another world.

We hear different songs, genre everyday. But some music heard at a right moment in life stays hibernated in the memory, for a very long time. When that song or note is heard again, your time just leaps to that very first moment. I had the same feeling today, when I heard the album’Colonial Cousins’ in the morning,

When I was 13 years old, I heard this song for the first time. Till then, all songs I used to hear was malayalam songs and often the rocking MJ and ‘Air Supply’. But the english songs never caught my attention. In Colonial Cousins, Hariharan and Lezzie Lewis has made good blend for Indian classical music, western beats and a well written lyrics. The teenager in me was caught up in the electric guitar notes, the natural sounds used in the album and the sweet lyrics. When the feeling of love blossomed in me for the very first time , I had the song “Looking to your eyes” from this album humming all inside my heart. I dont what was my interpretation of love at that age,but all I felt was I cared for someone at that time. But It took me to get more matured to understand that love is a mutual shared feeling than a one sided drama. I will go into it at a later post-“The first feeling of Love”. But for now, The songs of colonial cousins, dragged me back to the childhood and now cherishing the sweet memories through the melody that flowed from the cassette player of my uncle to my little heart years ago.

Tea wakes me up in the morning

Everyone has a startup gear. And for me,  it’s the hot tea right in my favourite cup. I am a lazy morning wake and I need something to push me from the lazy hangover to the start of the day. And the tea does it.
Most of the days,I sleep late. So, the morning is quite tired and sleepy. And the first cup of tea makes the required boost. And after that, sometimes, a few pull ups on the kitchen, makes me pumping with energy.
So, that’s my day break. I am sure all of you have something of the sort to start the day.comment me and let the Bloggerville know.

Books I want to write

I have been a busy blogger, always finding something to blah about. But, i always dreamt to be a serious writer for once in a life time. That is when, I wish to write my own biography.

I am not a famous personal. I am just a living being in this planet earth with some space in brain to think,understand and spit our thoughts. That is what I have  and doing in my ‘Pieces of my thoughts’. My ambition as a writer is to scribble down the memories from the beginning of my life to almost the end. A saga of life. I don’t know how it is with others, but for me, I have a very vivid memory of my childhood right from very early age. When I try to remember the old fading pictures from my memory, all comes in their order with more and more clarity. I always enjoyed reading. What could be of more pleasure than jotting down my own life and reading it at a later point. I feel it really thrilling. What the fellows of ‘Bloggerville’ think about it? Let me know !!!!.

My preferred writing medium

Ever since one of the famous contemporary Indian writer, Arudhathi Roy compiled her Booker prize fame “The god of small things”, in her type writer, the erra for creative writing in a soft medium than paper has begun for me. I used to write, scribble on paper in my school days, college and also had a habit of diary keeping.

But the profession, took away the time and the skill to hold the pen, I may say. My visualizations, my aspirations etc causes tiny impression on my laptop keyboard, letting the letters go forward and forward , making meaningful sentence. I don’t have to go for proof reading after all, since the red zig zagged line under every misspelled word says it all. Also, I don’t have to go behind publishers, since I know there will be a person who will read this blog, the next moment I publish it. So, here I am the author, proof reader and the publisher. How better the things could turn out? With paper? I don’t think so.