September 26, 2012 marks the first death anniversary of my beloved maternal granny - the person i loved so much on the earth. I can't forget the date because i suffered from viral fever and hospitalised after her funeral last year. She was mother of ten, and a very nice lady. I always felt her warmth. As a boy growing up in front of her, i always admired her care and how she reared the cattle, chicken and the village household. Granny your voice is reverberating, as i recall you. Granny, I miss you so much - at least for fairness sake - had you been there - we would not have been dealt unfairly.
Two of her married daughters ended up with drunkard husbands, unfortunately, one among the two is my mom. My grandparents thought they were destined that they will suffer like this, even though i am not sure, if my grandpa also had the same opinion. After 8 months of grandma's death, my maternal uncles, divided the value of inheritance. The total worth of properties runs in many hundred thousands of rupees, while my mom's value was Rs. 40000, and so was the other aunty who also died in 2005. Everyone is certain that their lap is full, why to care for these voiceless people - who too are destined to be suffering. Why are people are unfair, man? Here the question is my uncle and aunts owns many lakhs of worth properties in town and God has blessed them well and that they are living off well, still does not want to spare a reasonable amount for us. I am not jealous of their properties, but i am angry that they they were not fair. Never have the heart to see what the children go through without parents. Let's see what time will tell. One year has passed away, thank God for enabling to tolerate this, and I am getting over, and please strengthen me. The height of all this is how quietly the entire family members taken their share citing this and that for this value for my family! Well done, guys and keep up the good work.
Thursday, September 27, 2012
Friday, June 29, 2012
Happy Birthday
When my cries were unheeded
you lent your ears for me
you touched the lives of many in need
a valiant hero, indeed
When i was desolated
in durance of despair
you breathed a new lease of life
into me
when i opened my eyes
you were there for me
there you got hold of me
my life made sense to me
When you came into
my life
what good did i do
deserving to be in your care
As the gentle breeze
soothes the soul
so did you
as good as a gentleman
charismatic, witty and cheerful
You stand there like
a beacon of light
shining around
polishing my future
When i look back at you
how previleged i am
I bow down to touch your feet
and that what a great blessing, awe-inspiring you are!!!
you lent your ears for me
you touched the lives of many in need
a valiant hero, indeed
When i was desolated
in durance of despair
you breathed a new lease of life
into me
when i opened my eyes
you were there for me
there you got hold of me
my life made sense to me
When you came into
my life
what good did i do
deserving to be in your care
As the gentle breeze
soothes the soul
so did you
as good as a gentleman
charismatic, witty and cheerful
You stand there like
a beacon of light
shining around
polishing my future
When i look back at you
how previleged i am
I bow down to touch your feet
and that what a great blessing, awe-inspiring you are!!!
Saturday, June 16, 2012
On a Cloudy Bangalore...
As
I was drifted along the lane
The
murals of wildlife provoked me
In
vague, I was carried away
As
the horizons of concrete jungles unfolding
The
heartland of woodlands disappeared.
The
Eagles hovered over far away
So
did my mind!
As
all walks of life passes off
A
cultural haven I came across!
Who
knows what lies ahead
No
one can predict what's in store
If
the life romps ahead
Only
it has to bash on!
As
the vagaries of summer transient
Let
the soil smell permeate everywhere
I
am afraid as to what's next
Let
it chill my heart setting in.
As
an expressive, beautiful face emerged
The
flyover cut me off
As
if the life throws tantrums
In
humdrums.
Eucalyptus
flowers spread their pollens
Like
the yellow flakes to tread upon
Soothing
my soul with joice
When
the wheelbarrow moved on
My
slumbers are short-lived.
The
skies are overcast
Dark
clouds sorrounding me
Let
the showers anoint me with heavenly blessings
Monsoon,
here we come!.
Preedip
Balaji B.
DRTC,
ISI-BC
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
To Kill a Mockingbird
My favourite lines from To Kill a Mockingbird novel:
....but to remember it was a sin to kill a mockingbird
I reckon because mockingbirds don't do anything but
make music for us to enjoy
they don't eat people's gardens
don't nest in the corncribs
they don't do one thing, but just sing their hearts out for us
~Harper Lee
....but to remember it was a sin to kill a mockingbird
I reckon because mockingbirds don't do anything but
make music for us to enjoy
they don't eat people's gardens
don't nest in the corncribs
they don't do one thing, but just sing their hearts out for us
~Harper Lee
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